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Unexpected

1

You all know how it works. You start university, you need some money to go out on Saturday night and the best way to get it is teaching kids after school.

But I wasn't that social genius as you might think. I didn't know much people and I surely didn't want to put my number everywhere and be bored by bunches of retarded kids who can't understand the difference between 'verb' and 'subject'. So I just asked my mom and she did the miracle.

One of her friends at work was a single mother with a 13-year-old boy, quite good at school, but who needed to be helped a little bit and – let's call it – 'babysitted'.

Dealing with kids it's easy. I mean, you just do homework, play a little, they go to bed early and man, $20 every day makes $100 every week without doing anything special.

I could freely eat from the fridge, watch Netflix or sleep there when the mother was out for 2-3 days and I would get paid even more.

So I accepted. I would have started the same afternoon.

I prepared all I needed for more or less every subject, even if I'm not really that good in all of them, and I went on my way.

I was still walking when this woman called me on the phone, told me there was some dinner in the oven and asked me the courtesy to look after her 'kid' until she came back at midnight. $40, for my patience. Well, money call money, and I didn't have much to do so I went for it.

I rang the doorbell. It took two hours for the kid to open, but finally he was there.

Well, I had imagined he was something like a fatty kid with glasses or something but he was just a normal looking kid, quite athletic and slim, typical blond haired boy.

He looked at me in a strange way, like if he didn't know I was coming, but then he let me in without saying a word.

I just walked over the doorstep when he shouted "stop stop stop! your shoes!" pointing at my trainers.

Well, fuck, I really didn't notice there was a place where to put the shoes. So yeah, it was my fault. I just took them off and entered the house.

Without saying anything else, he jumped on the sofa and kept watching TV. I let my rucksack fall on the floor and stood there for a couple of minutes before coughing to get his attention. He looked at me quite annoyed.

"Hey 3; ehm, we should probably do our homework, what do you think?"

No answer. He turned again to the TV. But this time to shut it down.

Stood up, walked to the table and sat looking at me. I joined him asking what subject he preferred to start from.

"You know I'm good in every subject, right?"

"Oh, yeah, sort of. Your mother said that you needed some help"

"No, not really. Actually you're quite useless here. I did my homework before you came, you can check."

"Mmm 3;"

I didn't want to hurt his feelings but I needed to check if he was lying or not.

Well, he wasn't. All the homework was done, without any mistake. I was feeling nervous. Really I had no point to stay there.

"Yeah, ok, good, but your mom told me that I should look after you. Do some babysit-"

"Baby what? Can you see me? I'm 13. Not a kid."

And that said, he left the table and went back on the sofa.

"We could play a game?" I tried.

He looked at me smiling.

"Oh yes, which game?"

"Ehm, I don't know. What would you like to do?"

"Can you play FIFA?"

"Pffff 3; of course! I can kick your ass." I was not lying. FIFA was the game in which I was really undefeated.

"Hahaha, well then, let's make a bet. If I win, you're my slave for today"

"What? Haha you must be joking. First of all, you cannot win and second of all, you cannot win."

"Deal?"

"Deal. But what happens when I win?"

The kid looked at me for a while, then said "Then you won't be my slave. Easy."

Oh well, he cut it out like that.

He turned the PS4 on. We started playing. He took some shitty team and I went all in for Barcelona.

This kid knew how to play. He was playing with some footballers who were so dumb, that they didn't even have a profile photo. But he was seriously winning.

Actually, he literally teared me apart doing basic tricks and schemes. After ten minutes I was defeated. First time in my life.

Well then, who cared? I had $40 in one day just to play FIFA.

"Oh, my ass is still hurting hahah" joked Jake.

"Well, let's say you were lucky 3; Give me revenge" I tried. But he was faster.

"No buddy, let's say that you're my slave for today."

"Hey kid, I can't be a slave haha, I was joking. What happens if I tell your mom that you called me a slave?" Yeah, that was a really low hit. He froze for a moment.

Then he smiled. Like he didn't care or worse.

"What happens if I tell my mom something worse?"

"Like what? That we didn't do our homework because you already did?" I said laughing.

"Oh, nono, something really worse. I'm writing her an sms asking her to call the police because you tried to rape me."

"WHAT?" I was shocked. Where the fuck did this come out from?

"Hey kid, wait, listen, please don't do it. I didn't do anything like that. You know, this are no jokes you can make. If you say something like that, I can seriously go to jail even if I'm innocent."

"I see you perfectly understand your position," said Jake smiling. "I can make you do whatever I want, and you can't do anything about it. And if you hit me, one more point for me."

I was trapped. This kid was a fucking psycho. If I left, he would call the police. If I stayed I had to do whatever he wanted and he could still call the police.

"Come on, let's start with the basic. Lie on the floor," he ordered, always smiling.

"Please Jake, come on, I'll do whatever you want but please don't do this to me" I begged. Yes, I was begging. I really wanted to cry actually.

"I know. I know you'll do whatever I want to. Get on the floor, now, or I press the button."

I did. Yeah, I know guys but I had no chance. I will not write more about how I felt, but you can imagine.

"Nice dog, haha, see? It's really easy to obey. Now don't move" he said, and he placed his right foot on my face.

He was wearing socks, I guess clean ones because they didn't smell at all, but it was still disgusting.

After some seconds, he said "Wait." He took off his socks and started rubbing his bare feet on my face, especially on the mouth. He laughed. He was having a lot of fun. I kept my eyes closed and my mouth wide shout, but now I could feel the warmth of his skin on my lips and it wasn't enough for him.

"Hahaha, come on, open your mouth slave." He tried to force his feet into my mouth, but I kept it shut.

"Okay then 3;," he said, and went to get his phone. I screamed "No, please no, I'll do it, but please don't send that message!"

"Yeah, now it's better," smiling more. He sat again, I lied again. He put his foot on my face, I opened my mouth and he started rubbing his toes on the inside of my lips.

"Come on, lick." I did. "Hahaha, it tickles, stop! Stop!" I did.

"Suck it. Suck my feet haha." He was evil but I had no choice. I started sucking his toes.

No taste at all, it was like sucking my own thumb or something. But I know it was not my thumb.

It was this 13-year-old kid's foot.

"You're a good slave. Follow me."

I did. We went upstairs. There was his room. A really messy room actually. His mother probably didn't care about it, but dirty clothes were everywhere and it looked like he ate a lot near his pc. He started looking for something in his drawers, then he found some belts. He smiled again. "Don't move, I want to tie you."

"Please Jake, please. I just go home. I let you have the money, it's a lot of money, but let me go."

I was almost sobbing. But he didn't stop. He tied my ankles, my wrists behind my back.

Then he sat and started rubbing again his feet against my face.

After a few minutes of giggles, he went to the bathroom. Came back with something in his hands.

"Open your mouth." I did. In a couple of seconds my mouth was filled with something, a tissue or I don't know what.

"Hahahah, does it taste good? It's my underwear. Not the clean one, obviously haha."

I wanted to spit it out but he put some scotch tape on my mouth and I started feeling a strange taste in my mouth.

"So, who's the kid now? I'm babysitting you, fucking idiot. And you were not really good to me. You said 'no' too many times, you begged me to stop and all of that. Bad kid, bad, hahaha."

I didn't get it. Why was he doing this? Then I understood. He said something and I froze.

"I should punish you. Come on, come here." I tried to move away from him, but he jumped on me.

13 years old and he was fucking heavy even if he was probably the slimmest teen I'd ever seen.

Whack! Whack!

He was spanking me. This psycho was fucking spanking me.

"This doesn't hurt enough. I'll take some more belts." He was not joking.

But he didn't want to spank me like that. No. He was not satisfied.

"Let's take these off, would ya?" I tried to complain, to move as much as I could, but he managed to lower my trousers.

"Nice boxers. But mine taste better, right? Hahaha."

Whack! First hit.

Whack! Second hit.

I was crying in pain. What time was it? Not even 4pm and I would have to stay 8 more hours with him. And he knew it.

"Will you do WHATEVER I tell you without complaining even once?" he asked, slapping me as hard as he could.

I was sobbing, crying, could not move and my ass was burning.

I tried to say "YES" but couldn't say anything, because of his underpants. He spanked more. He knew I could not speak but he didn't stop. "SO? WILL YOU OBEY ME IN EVERYTHING I ASKED?"

I tried to say "YES" with my head. He slapped more, harder. Then he stopped.

"Nice then. Why didn't you tell me before? Hahahahah."

Little bastard. I couldn't breathe. My ass was on fire, and he stood there watching me and laughing.

He was thinking. Then he got closer with a knife. I closed my eyes, didn't want to see anything more.

But he only untied me.

"Good. Now let's try again. Go in the bathroom and clean yourself. I'll wait here."

I didn't wait. I went in the bathroom, put cold water on my ass and dried my face.

I took his underpants off my mouth. "Oh there was some sperm on it, don't worry, haha," he cried from the other room.

I washed my mouth, spit multiple times and dressed up again. I stood there looking at myself in the mirror for a while, when he called me back again.

"Come here. I walked too much and my feet are not so clean now. Use your tongue."

I didn't wait. I just did it. I licked as much and as fast as I could, sucked every angle of his feet and made them perfectly clean. He laughed.

"Let's see how far you can go before I punish you again. Come here, on the bed."

I did. I didn't know what he wanted but the most important thing was to finish this day without police and then disappear forever. He tied me like before, but then he did something totally unexpected. He started rubbing his hands on me.

"You like it, huh?"

"Please, don't. I 3; it's 3;" but I couldn't speak more. His hands went down on my trousers, he opened the fly and went working on the inside. He started rubbing really fast and I just tried to concentrate as much as I could to avoid an erection. But I couldn't.

"Hahah, look how big. Don't move," he said and took my pants off before starting rubbing again. My boxer tent was growing as fuck, but he didn't stop.

"Please 3; Please s-stop it 3;" I moaned. He stopped.

I couldn't breathe. I really needed to cum but I didn't want to. He left me on the bed like that and came back after a few seconds. He blindfolded me, I heard some movements on the bed, then I felt his foot on my face again.

"Then keep sucking, this foot is not clean yet."

I did. He kept putting it in and out, forcing me to follow his movement with my head. I looked eager to suck his toes but the truth is that the only thing I wanted was to be sure he had no reason to call the police.

When he started laughing, I didn't realize at first. I just went on sucking and licking as much as I could.

Then he said "I knew you were good with blowjobs." Fuck. I jumped back, moved away from him, trying to keep a distance with my knees but he got closer and whispered in my ears "Better to suck a dick here, than being raped in jail from your anti-pedo fellow mates, you know?"

My heart was beating hard. It was impossible to breathe. I could still feel the taste but I tried to stay against the wall.

He moved away, I stood in silence trying to understand what was going to happen. I felt his hand running on my legs, reaching my boxers, lowering them. "Please 3; Please Jake, stop 3;" I cried. But he started rubbing it again.

Then I felt something wet, he was spitting on it. In a few seconds, my dick was harder then ever and wet as fuck.

"You know, when you disobey me, I have to punish you. But this way will be funnier hahaha," he said laughing.

I couldn't understand anything more, I was really going to explode. I heard him moving on the bed without stopping his hand job, when he grabbed my penis and started moving it in a strange way. Then I felt something on the tip.

I was too tired to move, and without my eyes it was impossible to guess, but I heard him grunting and panting.

It took me almost 20 seconds to understand what was going on.

"Well, it's quite big, but as you can see with a little spit everything works fine. You're about to cum buddy."

Then everything was clear. I felt the warmth all around it, and all his panting 3; Everything made sense.

He was fucking himself on my penis. Literally. And he was going so fast that I heard my heartbeat in my ears.

Up. Down. Up. Down. His flat cheeks against my pelvis. Couldn't resist anymore. I just exploded.

I made a sort of a cry, shot all the load into his ass and stood there, lifeless, waiting for what was next.

He carefully removed himself from the top of me, jumped off the bed and left breathing heavily.

I was happy and desperate at the same time. This kid just gave me one of the best orgasm of my life, but I was a 23-year-old guy tied naked on a 13-year-old boy's bed. If his mother came right then for no reason, I would have had no way to save myself. I wanted to pray, but I wasn't even christian or something. Just desperate.

He came back. "Well, I see you're happy. I will untie you, to remove all your clothes. Don't move or you know what happens." I didn't move. He stripped me naked, didn't remove my blindfold and tied me up again.

I heard his hands running on my legs again, but I was ok because I was turning soft by then.

Unfortunately, my penis was not his objective. He grabbed my balls, squeezed them so hard that when I tried to scream I had no voice. I was crying in pain, but he kept squeezing, pulling in one direction. He wanted me to follow him, so I did. Grabbed by the balls.

We went in a warm room. I could tell from the floor that it was the bathroom, and in fact he said "Get in", pushing me against what I thought it was a bathtub. I did. He turned the water on, I heard him undressing.

He came in the bathtub and started washing me. When he got down there, he worked it for a few minutes, managing to make me hard again. "Oh, yes, now it's clean. Turn." I lied on my stomach, while he washed my back, legs and cheeks. He stopped for a moment, then I felt his finger rubbing against my anus. I couldn't say anything, the water still falling on my face, but when I started feeling the pleasure coming back he slapped me again on the ass.

And again. And again. My pain from the lashes before was summoned back again. He put something in my mouth and kept spanking me hard, with his wet hands. I didn't know what I had done wrong and couldn't even ask.

"You still don't obey me perfectly, fucking dog." He said serious, hitting harder and harder.

I was shamefully crying, while the lashes kept going on. I wanted him to stop, but I couldn't. And the day was still long.

"If I tell you to suck my dick, you must do it."

Whack!

"If I tell you to jerk me off, you must do it."

Whack!

"If I tell you to swallow, you must do it"

Whack!

"Everything I tell you, from licking my feet to raping me or anything else, you MUST do it, am I clear now?" he said, hitting with an incredible force.

I was desperately nodding "YES!", but he kept hurting me. Then he stopped. He lied on me, I could feel his penis. He had an erection and he was pressing it against my butt. He got closer to my ear and said "Now we will go back to the bed and you will do whatever I tell you. Right?" I nodded, still crying. He washed me again, gave me a last slap on the cheeks, and got out of the bathtub.

In a few minutes, I was lying again on the bed.

"Now I will untie you. I want you to jump on me, strip me with all your strength, tie me and give me the best orgasm of my life with your worthless mouth. Am I clear?" he asked, pinching my buttocks again.

The pain made me nod once more. He disappeared for a few seconds. Came back and untied me. He pushed me against the door, and added "I will resist. I want you to starve for my cock. Remember what happens if you don't do what I tell you."

I tried to reach for his trousers but he pulled me away. I remembered his instructions so i jumped on him, used the belt to tie his wrists behind his back and sit on him. He was moving like if he didn't want me to do that, but didn't say a word.

I pulled off his shirt, unzipped his jeans and lowered them under my knees, so that he was impossible to him to move his legs. He still tried to get free, so I pushed him against the bed with one hand and started rubbing his penis with the other one. I felt horrible, but it was the only way to get free.

With a little bit of hesitation, I pulled down his boxers. 13 years old and not an inch of hair.

Just a normal size penis and some drops on it. He was hard as fuck, but still tried to get free.

It was impossible to give him a blowjob if he kept doing this. So I turned him on his stomach, grabbed him by the balls and threw him a little bit further on the bed, so that he would completely lie on it. He tried to say something, but a pillow was covering his mouth. I completely removed his pants and boxers, spread his legs and tied them to the bed frame with another belt and a pajama trouser.

He looked shocked, but didn't say anything. Just tried to get free. I untied his arms, blocked them, and did the same process to each wrist. Arms and legs spread wide open, no chances to move anymore.

In a lapse of rage, I grabbed his boxers and put them in his mouth, just to pay back what he did to me before and added "you resist too much." His eyes were scared, but I didn't care. I had to do something else.

Remembering my pain and the risk to go to jail if he wasn't satisfied, I stared at his penis for a couple of seconds.

If I knew my day was going to end up like this, I would have never started it.

I rubbed my lips on his tip. They got wet with these drops of what I think it was precum.

It didn't taste different from his toes, so I just closed my eyes and pretended it was his foot, which already sounded fucking disgusting. Then I remembered his request, so I started licking, sucking, kissing and doing all I could to make sure he was getting the best orgasm of his life. I ran my hand on his smooth body, caressed his balls, licked from up and down, put the entire dick in my mouth (not so long, just 5.3 inches [13.5 cm] or something) and played with it.

I could feel his breath becoming irregular. I moved my finger under his body, looked for his anus and started fingering it. He started moaning, even if the boxers made it a little bit more quiet. Pushed it inside as much as I could, paying attention to not hurt him.

When he stopped breathing, he looked at me with a mixture of fear and expectation and I knew what was going to happen.

I closed my eyes again and let him do it. His anus contracted, he started moving his hips until a warm jet of sperm filled my mouth. It was a little bit salty but it was not bitter. Then another one and one more. I kept sucking, moving my tongue on the tip of his penis, rubbing my lips up and down while trying to swallow all of it.

When I put it out of my mouth, he was motionless.

I showed him my tongue, just to demonstrate I had swallowed like he said.

I felt humiliated and satisfied at the same time. He looked the same.

I untied him and it took him some minutes before he spoke again.

"That was 3; that was 3; oh my god 3;"

I was happy. He was satisfied and that meant he would not call the police, or hurt me or anything else.

"Now you're a really good slave. We will have a lot of fun together," he added.

I didn't get it. What did he mean?

"Come, in the bathroom." I followed.

"Put your arms back, I need to tie you again." I did, but I was okay with that. He looked to tired to do anything.

He tied my wrists around my back, then asked me to lie in the bathtub. I did.

"Hold your feet high, I'll tie them to the shower head so you can't move." I did. He blindfolded me again, put his boxers in my mouth and said "Wait a moment."

Then he disappeared, leaving me like that.

He came back after a few minutes holding something I couldn't see. He spread my legs apart and carefully washed my penis with warm water and soap. Then he started doing the same to my ass, but he didn't rinse it. Instead, he started fingering it. He did it for a few minutes, first with one finger then with two and three. It hurt, but at the same time it was sort of pleasurable. Then he stopped, I heard a metallic sound on the floor and then pain. The pain was impossible to resist, but he didn't stop thrusting something in my ass and this object was somewhat gigantic as he forced it into me. I tried to move away, but I was completely tied to the shower head. "Don't cry, it's just a metal baseball bat hahah." He only stopped when he saw he couldn't push more. I was crying and sobbing miserably, but he didn't take it off. He started moving it inside and outside for something like a minute, increasing the pain. "Hahahahaha, I thought you were a tough guy! Just imagine that it could be worse once in jail," he said. Then he stopped, leaving the baseball bat inside and moved somewhere else in the bathroom.

"You know? You rape really well. And for all I know, you have a future as cocksucker," he said ironically.

"But I didn't really like to taste my own cum, you know? When you put my boxers in my mouth, I mean 3;" he added a little bit more serious. "Have a nice afternoon"

He didn't even stop saying that, when I felt my anus burning as hell. He was pushing the bat further inside.

"I'll come back when you'll have learnt your lesson," he said before leaving.

I was tied naked in a bathtub sucking air through a 13-year-old used boxers, while my anus was hurting for a baseball bat. My grunts were useless. He was probably downstairs.

I don't know how much time I spent like that, but the pain from the baseball bat looked endless.

***

"Wake up, slave," said a voice.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the sofa in front of the TV. Not naked, no baseball bat in the ass.

It looked like I had just fallen asleep. "Did you have a bad dream?" Jake asked.

I looked around. Everything looked fine. Homework still on the table, FIFA on the TV.

"Wanna play once more?" he said.

I looked at him, confused. Then sat, grabbed the joystick and rubbed my eyes a little bit.

"Yeah, a bad dream. How much did I sleep?" I asked.

"Well 3; It's almost 10pm now, so I guess a few hours."

"Oh 3; and did you play all this time?"

"Yup. But don't worry, nobody will know that I destroyed you 17-0."

I almost smiled. So everything was a dream. I looked at him once more. I still could see him naked, on the bed, moaning for my blowjob. But 3; that didn't really happen, did it?

I couldn't feel pain at all, I just felt super tired and relaxed at the same time.

The TV was too bright, the sounds too loud. Then he said:

"I need a shower, mom will be here in one or two hours."

He stood and went straight to the stairs. Then he turned to me and said:

"Come, I can't wash myself. Why are you here then?"

I froze. But maybe I was getting it wrong.

"Jake, I think you're old enough to wash yourself on your own," I said trying to laugh.

"Oh, you didn't learn anything from before?"

FUCK. It was not a nightmare. It was real. I was living a real life nightmare.

I stuttered: "So 3; I 3; I 3;"

"Yes, you fainted in the bathtub, I couldn't wake you up so I had to bring you down here and you're fucking heavy."

I checked my cheeks. I could still see the lashes on them, but it looked like he put on some creme or something.

"You're a good slave, but raping a kid is against the law, you know?"

"I 3; I didn't 3; I didn't rape you 3;" I tried to answer, reclutantly.

"Oh, yes you did. You should check your camera roll on your iPhone"

I didn't understand. I just took my iPhone from my pocket, unlocked it and went straight to the camera roll.

"Watch the last two videos, I think you'll like them," he said, in a provocative voice.

There I was, in the first video, pushing this kid on the bed. Jumping on him. Stripping him naked. Molesting him. Sucking him. Then the second video 3; where you could clearly see my hips moving up and down, and this kid on my penis as if I was 3;

"You raped me, you see? And while you were sleeping I thought it was a good idea to copy all your contacts, in case someone wants to see the video."

Boom. Headshot. I wanted to kill myself.

Everything was true, and I was stuck with this kid who could do anything he wanted with me.

Fuck myself. He had videos, he was small and cute, I had no alibis and everything looked like a real rape.

"Now, let's see if you learnt the lesson. I'll give you 3 seconds to come here, get on your knees and suck my dick."

He said that with a sly smile on his face. "1 3;" I looked around. The door was opened, but if he had recorded all of that, I was surely ending up to jail. "2 3;" and even if he didn't, he just had to send a message to his mother and my life would be finished. "3 3;" I was knees on the floor, unzipping his pants and kissing the bulge in his boxers.

"Good dog, haha! Yeah, that feels good, but stop now. Save your tongue for when we are in the shower."

I stopped. He rubbed his penis on my face, wetting my eyebrows with my own saliva. "Come."

I followed. I undressed and stripped him naked. Once in the bathtub, he said "Come on, on your knees but this time let's do something different. You'll have plenty of time to taste my cum." And that said, he lied on his back, lift his legs up and showed me his butt crack. I didn't understand, until he said "Rim it. Outside, inside, lick it and kiss it."

I just bent over, started kissing his balls until going down to his anus and doing what he asked. He started masturbating, I pretended not to notice but then he screamed "Stop, stop, I need to cum. Suck it."

I did. But he pulled it out after a while, spurting not only in my mouth but also on the rest of my face.

"You have an erection, fucking homo, huh?" he said rubbing his toes on my unbelievably hard penis.

I didn't notice until then. Why? Why did I have an erection? But I had no time to find an answer.

"You've been a good slave after all," and that said, he started rubbing both of his feet on my penis doing some fucking circular movement that, I will not lie, made me cum in less than a minute.

"Come on, it's time to wash me. If mom comes and finds you like this, I will have no more fun, you know?"

When I left the house a little bit later than midnight, I felt destroyed.

I didn't know what was going to happen the next day and I was scared the police would just come into my house and arrest me for doing nothing. For being a victim. But then my phone rang. A message on WhatsApp.

-Jake- If tomorrow you are even only one minute late, I'll send everything to my mom

I didnt' want him to think that I didn't understand his message, so I typed Ok 3;

Oh, he wrote A friend of mine says you're really good at cocksucking. He will probably come to STUDY with us tomorrow hahaha. Night dog.

That night I didn't sleep at all. My ass burnt and I could still feel his penis in my mouth. And that message 3; Did he really tell his friend about what happened? What if someone knew?

My answer didn't wait to come. The day after I had to be there at 3pm, this time only until 8pm. I rang the bell and waited. When nobody came to open, I decided to enter on my own and see if everything was ok. The house seemed to be empty, until his voice freaked me out. "Oh, there you are. My friend his coming. Here is a detailed list of what you have to do, be fast." And he stood there waiting. I had no other choice: I had to obey.

The doorbell rang again 10-15 minutes later. Ned came inside and started looking around. I was hiding behind the door, contemplating his reaction. On the sofa, Jake was mumbling tied and gagged, wearing only shorts and a tank top. Before Ned could finish to say "What the f 3;" I jumped on him, covered his mouth with my left hand and pointed a fake gun at his head. "Shhh 3; Quiet, you don't want to die, do you?" I said, in a scary voice.

I tied his wrists behind his back, put some old underpants from Jake in his mouth and pushed him on the sofa, extremely closed to an half-naked friend.

I calmly sat next to him and I started rubbing my hand on his crotch. He was paralyzed from fear but it only took me a few seconds to give him a full erection. I could perfectly feel it and, judging from the bulge Jake was now sporting, he was thinking the same.

"You know 3; your friend wanted to hurt me again and he asked you to join him. I know everything. So today I came here and I paid him back for all the bad things he did to me yesterday. I love you kids, you're really good at sucking," I said, squeezing his tip a little bit. He tried to move away, but I grabbed his neck and I pushed his face on his friend's crotch.

"No 3; no 3; no 3; buddy, what are you doing? I just want to play, come on!" and I started pulling down his jeans. Then I grabbed him and put him on my lap, I pulled down his boxers and I started caressing his ass.

My hands rubbed his skin, while he tried to kick away unsuccessfully. Jake stared at his friend's body totally mesmerized.

I kissed Ned's cheeks. I licked his buttcrack, following the instructions that Jake had given to me. Then I started spanking his friend, as hard as I could. "So 3; WHACK 3; As you can see 3; WHACK 3; I have a gun 3; WHACK 3; and nobody will be fast enough 3; WHACK 3; to stop a bullet if you try to scream 3; WHACK 3;"

I could feel his penis becoming stiff against my leg, so I rubbed my knee against it pretending not to notice.

"That means 3; WHACK 3; that YOU have to do 3; WHACK 3; whatever I say 3; WHACK 3; or you both die 3; WHACK 3; Is that clear? WHACK." My last slap was hard enough to make him nod desperately.

I left him on the floor, half naked. Jake was pretending to run away. I pressed my hand against his chest and I opened his fly. I put my hand inside of it and I started masturbating him from the top of his boxers. In a few seconds, he was harder as ever. I grabbed Ned by his penis and I brought him closer to his friend.

"Now 3; if you don't want to be killed, I want you to rape your friend. But seriously rape. You strip him naked and you force him to give you a blow job. And you 3;" I said squeezing Jake's balls " 3;you have to drink his cum and lick his penis until it's perfectly clean."

I must admit that kid was a great actor. He pretended to be disgusted, he faked an attempt of escape and finally 'gave up' to his rapist. Ned was probably really scared and believed my acting so much, that he had jumped on his friend and he was now thrusting his penis in his mouth. When Jake pretended to pull it off, Ned pinched his penis so that his friend would open his mouth to 'scream' and then thrusted his penis way further inside of him.

Watching these boys having sex and moaning like that, made me horny as fuck. I never thought about boys in my life, but in these two days things had changed. I was now staring at Ned's ass, contracting every time that Jake swirled his tongue to please him. There was a "Oh my g 3;" and Jake's mouth was filled with sperm. It was so much that it went out of his mouth, covering his lips and chin.

"Lick it," said Ned. After swallowing everything, Jake did what was ordered and then moved to clean his friend's penis. Again moaning and you could see Jake's erection leaking some precum. Ned was covered with sweat, breathing heavily and his penis was now soft, still shining with saliva.

I got closer. Took him on my shoulder and placed him on the kitchen table. Some belts were already there to tie him spread-legged for the next part of Jake's plan. I went to Jake holding some scissors. I used them to cut his boxers and then I rubbed them against his penis, to dry off his precum before I could put them in Ned's mouth.

Ned's expression was enough to tell if he had tasted it and I'm sure he did. Every attempt to move was useless. I took some butter, I rubbed it on a carrot and on his buttcrack and then I shoved the carrot in his ass. His muffled scream made Jake roll off the sofa and try to run away again. Still part of his plan. As a punishment, I had to force him to rape his friend.

I brought him close to the table and I pressed his face on his friend's wet crotch. He started licking and sucking it until I said "no no buddy, nobody told you to do that" but Ned was somehow already semi-hard. I pressed the carrot a little deeper, until he stretched from pain. "So 3; this carrot will go further if you don't blow your friend. Don't worry, he will also get something" I said, almost to reassure him. Jake looked scared, he fell in an attempt to run away again, and that gave me the chance to grab him, lay him on his friend's body and thrust a lubed banana up his ass. He pretended to feel pain, but I can perfectly remember how easily my dick penetrated him just the day before.

I turned him on his back and I covered his crotch with chocolate. I jacked him off, to make sure that the chocolate went under his foreskin and in every inch of his penis.

Then I turned him on his belly again, I pressed his face on his friend's crotch and I started spanking him hard, making sure the banana went deeper. The spanking really hurt him, but I could easily say that he liked it.

When I finally allowed him to rape his tied friend, he didn't hesitate a moment more. But this wasn't a real rape. He was caressing his friend while gently pushing his penis inside of Ned's mouth. In and out, in and out, a lot of caresses and the eyes closed. I regularly stopped him to cover his penis with more chocolate, to masturbate his anus with the banana or to do the same with Ned's carrot.

"Beg for his boy juice, do it," I said, pinching Ned's penis.

Ned tried to lift his head, he opened his mouth wide and pulled his tongue out until it touched the lower part of his friend's tip. It was a matter of seconds. Jake filled his friend's mouth with sperm and let a loud moan that almost made me cum instantly. Ned didn't stop licking and sucking. His fear was making a sex machine out of him.

I had to jack off but it wasn't on the paper. Jake was now tied again on the sofa. His friend still on the table, almost the full carrot inside of him. His mouth covered in a mixture of chocolate and sperm. I took some photos of Ned, but the simple sight of that naked body, made me want to touch him.

The plan was now to torture him a little bit, until he felt some sort of rage towards his friend Jake. So I pushed the carrot a little bit inside. "Jake told me he couldn't feel your tongue." I slapped the sole of his naked feet with a belt.

"Instead of obeying me, you keep doing what you want." This time I slapped his penis. He jumped from pain, but was securely tied to the table. He could only cry. "What? Are you sad? Are you angry at me? If you're naked, tied and covered with cum it's just his fault. Not mine" and there I poured some icy water on his body. Slowly, possibly on his crotch where the skin was more sensible. He was desperately trying to get free, but that only encouraged me to continue.

"What? You don't like cold?" I said. He regretted it immediately. The pain that small drops of melted wax can give, doesn't leave any mark but makes you scream like if you were burning in hell. He couldn't scream. His nipples, his chest, his penis, his balls, his legs, his feet. Small drops everywhere. But I could see now he was looking at his tied friend on the sofa, looking at him with anger. "Think about it, kid. Without your friend, I wouldn't have all this fun." I made sure that Jake couldn't run away and I came back with a razor and some shaving creme that I brought from home.

Ned started shaking furiously his body, but stopped when I said "Better not to move, I might accidentally cut something important." I covered his crotch with shaving creme and I removed the almost invisible amount of hair that he had. He looked now like a black-haired 10 year old boy. Just naked and tied on a kitchen table.

This torture phase went over for about 30 minutes. I never did anything that could leave marks, but he felt the pain all the time and that made him angrier every minute that passed. I went to Jake, took his banana and peeled it. "Eat it."

He did as requested, even if probably it all smelled like his ass. Then I took the peel, I put it in his hands and I said "I'm going to untie you. The only thing you can do is to rub this banana peel on your friend's penis. Do something more, and he'll pay for it." He went to Ned and started carefully rubbing the peel on his friend's shape. It was a matter of seconds before Ned's penis got harder than before. Jake was really an expert, but all the pleasure coming from that gesture, wasn't enough to delete his friend's anger.

And when Jake tried to run away, instead of finishing his job, I tied him again on the sofa and I said "I told you. Now Ned will pay for your stupid mistake." Ned was crying again, but didn't resist when I untied him from the table, just to place him on my laps, tie his wrists behind his back and pull off the carrot from his ass.

The spanking was the hardest I could give him. It only lasted one minute, but I hit hard and fast, to make sure this would increase his rage.

The I grabbed him by his penis, brought him close to his tied friend and pushed his face against Jake's penis again. "Suck him. If you bite or anything, your punishment will be worse. I want to hear Jake moan loud. I want to see your tongue work on that dick. Is that clear?" I said, pressing his cheek on Jake's tip.

Jakes eyes were now looking at me in a new way. He was grate. I could see from his eyes that Ned was seriously giving him the best orgasm of his life. He sucked everywhere, licked everywhere, moved his head in a circular way while sucking. When Jake finally came, his dick was almost red but perfectly clean. He couldn't breathe anymore. That pleasure must have been overwhelming.

"Ok son. You did a really good job. Do you see this?" I said, pressing his face against my crotch. "Yeah, it's my erection." His cheeks were now moist, because I rubbed my wet trousers on his face but he didn't resist.

I made him sit on my lap and I started fondling him. "Let's do this. You want to be free?" I asked.

Ned almost started crying again, this time from happiness.

"Then make him pay for all you went through. I will ask you only one thing: rape him. I mean it seriously. Fuck his ass and try to get as maximum pleasure as you can. You should lubricate it with your tongue, or you'll get hurt. But if you hurt him, that's no problem. He's tied, naked, he can't go anywhere. Fuck him and I'll let you go."

I didn't finish saying this phrase. Ned jumped on his friend, spread his cheeks apart and started rimming his ass with so much energy, that Jake was moaning again and was sporting a semi-erection. In the meantime, I made sure that Ned's penis was hard enough. I licked it and I sucked it until it was hard as rock, and then it started.

Jake was on his back, his legs up, his thighs pressing against Ned's body while he humped him as hard has he could.

Both of them were moaning. Jake because of pain and pleasure, Ned because he was going to reach paradise soon.

"When you come, kiss him. Kiss him with your tongue while you fill him with your cum. He has to taste his own cum, after you sucked him so many times." When he came, his face was at a few centimeters from Jake's and the last moan was suffocated by a long passionate kiss.

They stood like this for almost one minute. Then Jake collapsed and Ned smiled for his revenge.

We tied Jake together, then I put him on my shoulders and ordered Ned to follow me to the bathtub.

I told him to help me wash Jake, who still didn't wake up. I let him lay on the other side of the bathtub, covered in soap, to wash Ned. That's when I noticed that Ned was staring at me. Actually he was staring at my erection.

I immediately understood what was going on but before I could finish my "You don't have to d 3;" he was already sucking me with all his effort. I had to lean against the wall while his hands and his lips worked on me.

My cum exploded in his mouth with so much energy, that he had to pull away from me and ended covered with other warm jets of sperm. He was still licking his body when I finally managed to say "that wasn't necessary 3; I'm not that kind of man."

While I was washing him carefully, I told him about what had happened the day before and for a moment we just stood there looking at this wet boy sleeping in the bathtub. That's when we had this idea.

We dried him, dressed him and put him on the sofa. Ned checked the house and found a set of hidden cameras. All of them were connected to Jake's computer and THANKS GOD Ned knew the password. I put everything on a SD card and deleted the rest, making sure it was impossible to recover it. We did the same on his phone and then we put everything back, as it was before.

His mom would have come in half an hour or so, so I just sent her a message saying that I was going home earlier and that she could pay me another time. When asked about Jake, I said that he fell asleep watching a movie.

I brought Ned home with my car. "I'm sorry for the blowjob thing 3; I wanted to stop you but 3; yeah, you're incredibly gifted 3; I am sincerely sorry 3;" was all I could stutter. He stood there in silence for a while, staring outside of the car. Then he said "I can't believe he did this. I knew he peeked on me under the shower after sport at school, but 3; but this 3;."

He was crying again. I didn't want to touch him anymore, because I was totally scared, but it was automatically. I hugged him. He cried desperately for minutes. I stood silent. Then he calmed down and said: "At least now he will pay for it. And don't worry, it wasn't your fault. But can I ask you something?." I looked at him distracted. "Listen Ned 3; In a situation like this, whatever you ask would be ok. Just forgive me, I'm really really sorry." I was crying too now. But he got closer and wiped my tears. I was paralyzed. He was getting so close, that I had to stop the car in a dark corner. Before I could say anything, he sat between my legs and guided my hand towards his jeans. I owed him this and even more. After all I had already done, what could that be?

"Didn't you have boxers?" I asked. "I 3; I 3; Oh my god that feels so good 3; My boxers 3; ahhh 3; Jake is wearing them 3; And the carrot too 3; ohhh 3; I put it 3; JESUS CHRIST 3; I put it when you were copying the files 3; oh wait, wait, I'm cumming!." I pressed under his shaft, preventing him from cumming, but increasing his pleasure. He looked at me grateful and left the car. I was going to leave when he got closer to my mirror and said "I'll ask my parents if you can babysit me too. I really loved your touch and that table thing."

Just a few minutes later, I was home. My phone rang.

"You think you're a smartass, do ya?" a familiar voice said. "If you don't obey me tomorrow, I'll just tell my mom everything," he said in a triumphant way. I thought about it for a moment. He was probably recording everything.

"Hi Jake, I don't know what you're talking about. If you didn't like to eat carrot, we can cook something different tomorrow. Ned said he liked it today and he will tell everyone."

Silence. "No 3; please 3;" said a desperate voice on the other side. I just closed the call and went to bed. After a few minutes of strange thoughts under the blankets, my phone rang. It was a message on WhatsApp.

When I opened it, Ned was explaining in a video his new plan and then showed me some edited clips of what Jake did today. The owner had just become the slave.