A gay story: Bear Country I couldn’t believe my rotten luck, what a time and place to break down.
I pulled my car over by the side of the road after hearing a loud bang from the engine. Steam was pouring out of the gaps in the bonnet as the car limped to a grinding halt. I applied the handbrake and quickly checked my phone, yep no signal what so ever out here as i let out a loud sigh of frustration. It was well past midnight and i was on a dark, country road miles from anywhere and the weather outside was what felt like hurricane winds and torrential rain. I took a deep breath as i weighed up my options, it was either sleep in my car and wait till morning or try and walk to the nearest village.
I knew next to nothing about fixing engines so that was quickly ruled out so i decided that i would have to walk the few miles to the nearest village and call a 24 hour recovery truck from there, the only problem was i didn’t have a decent coat with me on this occasion and only a thin tracksuit jacket. I sighed to myself again before psyching myself up to set off.
I closed the door and locked my car behind me as i briskly started to trudge along the dark wet road, the rain was relentlessly hammering down against me as my jacket offered little protection. The cold water stinging my face like a thousand tiny needles stabbing me over and over as i walked into the darkness. I was on edge as it was completely pitch black and all i could hear was the leaves rustling against the harsh, howling winds.
After about 10 minutes of walking i heard the distant, familiar rumble of an engine behind me and as i looked back over my shoulder, sure enough i saw the dull glow of headlights back in the distance.
Normally i would never attempt to hitch a ride from a stranger but i was completely soaked through and freezing, my clothes were now plastered against my slender 5’8 frame like a second skin. I was shivering almost uncontrollably and still god knows how far away from the nearest village so i decided to try and flag the car down and hope they would take pity and give me a lift.
As the vehicle approached i held out my arm in the hope that they would stop. It worked! the vehicle slowed right down as it reached me, the vehicle was a big black Ford pick up truck and as it stopped, the window wound down.
“Is that your car a mile back?” enquired the gruff male voice came from within.
“Yeah, it died on me, great place to happen huh?” i mused in response.
“Hop in kid and i’l give you a lift” The stranger offered.
“Are you sure?” i replied looking into the dark cabin of the truck unable to see my rescuer.
“Sure am kid, a little waif like you won’t last long out here” he continued.
“Oh man, that would be amazing. I just need dropping off at the next village so i can call a tow truck if that wouldn’t be too much trouble?” i responded keenly.
“Yeah no sweat, hop in” the voice said.
As i stepped closer to his truck i could now make out his outline. He looked incredibly large and thick set as i swung open the door and quickly climbed into the passenger seat. As plopped myself down in the leather seat i got my first clear look at the driver. He was indeed thick, brawny man, likely in his late 40’s or early 50’s with a shaved head and thick goatee. He was absolutely massive, not fat but very muscular and beefy.
“The names Darryl” the man proclaimed, extending his hand.
“Jake” i offered back, extending my arm as i shook his hand.
His hand was much larger than my bony slender one and attached to it was his thick, hairy muscular arm. His tight fitting white t shirt was stretched to its maximum against his massive biceps, his grip was strong almost vice like making me grimace as he shook it firmly.
“How far away is the village?” i enquired.
“There’s no where open in the village at this time of night.” he chuckled as he informed me. I realised he was probably right, even the pubs would likely be shut by now.
“I will take you back to mine” he simply told me, not really giving me a choice.
“Are you sure? i wouldn’t want to impose” i replied, suddenly feeling a little nervous.
“Yeah it’s no problem kid, i’ve got a cottage not far from here. We need to get you out of those wet clothes” he told me with a sly grin.
His comment made me feel very uneasy but i tried to push it from my head, just my untrusting nature is all. I need to stop assuming everyone has an agenda and is out to get me and that some people can just be nice.
“Anyone know you’re stuck out here?” Daryl enquired, his eyes fixed forward on the dark country roads.
“No i haven’t been able to get in touch with anyone, the phone reception out here is shocking” i replied.
“Your boyfriend is probably worried sick” he added, with a slight smirk breaking across his lips.
“I’m not gay!” i shot back, a little more aggressively than i intended as i saw his jaw harden and his knuckles whiten as he gripped the wheel harder to my reply.
“I mean…” i started to follow up before clearing my throat.
“I have nothing against that kind of thing but i’m not gay myself!” i clarified nervously.
“Are you sure?” he quizzed further.
“Erm, yeah i’m sure” i replied again.
“Sorry it’s just with you having that little twink like body i just assumed you were a knob gobbler” he added as he chuckled to himself.
“No, definitely not!” i responded, not knowing what else to add.
I just kind of chuckled nervously along with him as his truck left the country road and continued down a pitch black dirt path. We sat in dark silence for a few minutes until a fairly large wooden cladded building came into view. The property stood alone and even though it was very dark i could see no neighbouring properties nearby only a large barn off to the back of the cottage which i assumed was Darryl’s aswell.
“No neighbours?” i enquired, breaking the awkward silence as he turned off the engine to his truck.
“No, i need my privacy” he stated quite bluntly, changing his demeanour from jovial to stern.
I was grateful for the help, but there was definitely something unsettling me around this man. I got out of the truck back into the pouring rain and quickly followed him to the front door of his cabin.
Darryl kicked off his boots near the front door upon entry so i followed suit and courteously did the same before following him into the lounge area. As i entered the well lit room, Darryl was stood there wearing jeans and a tight fitting olive coloured t-shirt. He was bald with a black goatee beard speckled with grey.
He really was an intimidating sight up close, standing probably just over 6 feet tall but incredibly stocky with a big round solid builders belly and what looked like barrels for pecs. His arms were large and incredibly muscular with equally thick and muscular legs.
I realised i was now staring so i quickly diverted my gaze around the rest of the room. The living area was fairly sparse with a lounge chair and a sofa facing against a wood burning stove which he had gone over to turn on. He clearly lived a straight forward and solitary life out here, i saw no luxuries like a tv or any real electronic devices lying around. Worryingly this also meant that i couldn’t see a telephone that i could use to call someone, while i looked around i saw that Darryl had now wandered over to the stove and turned it on, adding a few small logs to the flame.
“It should warm up in a minute” he proclaimed as i stood shivering.
“Thanks” i replied quietly.
“Hey you’re dripping water all over my hard wood floor.” he snapped at me.
“Let me fetch you some dry clothes. I’m pretty sure i have some stuff in your size” he told me, with a giant smirk as he disappeared into another room.
I’m not sure how he would have anything in my size given the vast difference between us but my wet clothes were dripping and it would be nice to have dry, warm clothes on. He walked back in to the room less than a minute later, carrying a few items of clothing in his big hands.
“Put these on” he said firmly, handing me the items before he walked straight back out of the room again.
I looked at the dry clothing he handed me and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. He couldn’t expect me to wear these, surely.
I unfolded what looked like the tightest belly top i had ever seen in my life with the word ‘Slut’ emblazoned across the chest that looked two sizes too small even for me and a small neon green jockstrap.
Darryl walked back into the room and i was a little shocked to see that he was now shirtless as he exposed his massive torso. His meaty chest and arms were very hairy but his big round solid belly was relatively smooth but for a thin line of hair that traced down to his belly button. He had pierced nipples with a metal hoop through each.
“Darryl?” i asked with a slight tremor in my voice as he looked up at me in response.
“I’m not sure if theres been a mistake or something but i can’t wear these” i informed him, trying my best to be polite.
“Nonsense boy, put them on its not like anyone will see you wearing it if thats what you are worried about” he replied firmly.
“I think i’m alright as i am” i stammered in reply, trying to regain my composure.
Darryl just stood, still shirtless staring expectantly at me.
“Look, thank you for the lift and everything but it looks to be calming down a little outside so i think il head back out to my car and stay in there til the morning” i said trying to delicately remove myself from this situation while trying to avoid looking directly at him and slowly backed myself up towards the front door.
“Don’t be silly boy, it’s rude to reject someones hospitality” he scoffed as he stalked his way toward me”.
“I didn’t mean…” i started to say before he cut me off.
“Besides, it’s still pouring down out there and you have no idea where we are” he said with a slightly menacing edge to his words.
“I won’t ask again, now put them on!” he said almost threateningly, making me shudder as he walked out of the room yet again leaving alone in the living room.
“Shit” i said quietly out loud as i tried to calm myself down and reassure myself this was still somehow normal.
I thought it best not to offend him and just go along with it, i reluctantly peeled off my soaking wet clothes and underwear and first slipped into the tiny jockstrap pulling it up over my legs until my package filled the front pouch. I wasn’t massively endowed or anything, truth be told i had a less than average sized penis but even my cock filled this tiny thing impressively. Finally i put the skin tight white belly top on and despite me being incredibly thin and scrawny it clung to me even tighter than my wet clothes.
I stood there feeling utterly ridiculous as my scrawny, flat stomach was exposed along with my ass cheeks which were hanging out of the jock with my bulge on full display. Why on earth did he even keep clothing like this?.
Darryl walked back in again from the room he kept retreating to and to my complete horror i saw that he had now changed out of the jeans he was wearing and was now wearing just a pair of biker boots and a jockstrap of his own, only his was much bigger and had a black leather pouch. The leather pouch was absurdly bulging at the front, the jock was a very large size yet whatever he had stuffed in there clearly had no issues filling it completely. I swallowed hard, almost flinching in anticipation as he made his way towards me before he she stopped to pick up my soaking wet clothes.
“You won’t need these any more boy” he said as he picked them up before once again heading into the other room.
What did he mean i won’t need my clothes again?. My stomach was churning as the worry started to settle in but despite the fear of my situation i found my eyes inexplicably drawn to him as he walked away. I looked at his thick, beefy butt cheeks hanging out of the back of his jock, it was large round and hairy in keeping with the rest of him.
I will stress right here and right now that i was being 100% truthful when i told him in the car that i wasn’t gay at all and that irrespective of my slight and somewhat feminine frame i was very much straight. In spite of all this i wasn’t naive, i now had a pretty good idea that he thought i was gay and would be expecting some kind of sexual engagement with me. The realisation of this made me feel sick and knew i had to get out of here some how some way. But i still found that my eyes were inexplicably drawn to him and even more shockingly, i felt my cock starting to stir to life in my jock.
I shook my head to try and shake off the fog of weirdness i currently found myself in and to regain my focus. I just needed to get my clothes back and get out of here somehow as i dreaded to think what he had planned for me. Unfortunately though Darryl was right, I had no idea where we are and to make matters worse i had willingly surrendered my clothes and was currently stood dressed like a gay twink.
Darryl re emerged once again, still dressed as ridiculously as before, this time carrying a small bottle in his hand. He popped the cap and squeezed a generous amount of liquid into his hand before tossing the bottle onto his sofa.
“This will warm you up” he stated.
He walked behind me and started rubbing his hands firmly all over my body as i simply froze in place as this massive scantily dressed male stranger massaged warm oil firmly into my skin. His strong hands worked their way down to my my lithe little body down to my exposed ass cheeks as he roughly kneaded them in the palms of his coarse hands. I almost yelped as i felt his thick sausage like finger go between them pressing firmly against my puckered sphincter as i started to tremble in fear, keeping my hole clenched tight again this would be invader.
I was almost relieved as his hands moved away from my back door and worked their way around to my front as he kneaded the warm oil into my chest and stomach, cocooning me almost in a bear hug. I could feel his hot breath on my neck behind me as he continued and i felt the cold leather and metal from his chest harness press against my back. I swallowed hard as i felt the thick, bulging front of his jock pressed firmly against the exposed flesh of my ass. I was terrified in his grip but even more by the realisation that my cock was swollen painfully, filling the confines of small jock as he continued to grind his shovel like hands into my skin.
Mercifully he released my from his embrace and walked back in front of me. My skin was now warm and tingling as i looked down at my stomach, the shine on my skin incredible.
“I’ve got to say, that outfit really suits you” he complimented as his eyes devoured me hungrily. I felt like cattle bought and sold at a meat market as he inspected every exposed inch of me.
“Thanks” i said quietly, completely mortified at my unfolding situation. There was nowhere to hide under his piercing gaze as i prayed for my erection to subside.
“Call me Sir” he said, instructing me rather than requesting.
“Erm, ok sir” i replied meekly, obeying his request without resistance as my masculinity wilted away before me.
He leaned forward, picking up the discarded oil bottle from the sofa and held it forwards in my direction, clearly expecting me to oil him up in return. Feeling intimidated and vulnerable, i nervously took the bottle from him and began to squeeze some of the warm liquid into my palm. He stood before me like a big oak tree as i tentatively approached and began to softly rub the oil into his chest. I was amazed at how solid his chest was, each pec felt like a beer barrel as it strained against the harness he was wearing.
“What kind of girly strength is that?” he fired at me suddenly, making me almost jump out of my skin.
“Don’t paint brush me with those bitch hands, work it in hard” he demanded.
Somehow i found myself obeying his command without objecting as i pressed and gripped harder into his hard, hairy skin. I worked my way down to his rock hard bulbous stomach and rubbed the oil in as firmly as i could almost like a witch rubbing her cauldron. I could feel his gaze looking down on me but i refused to look up and catch his eye out of shame.
“Legs and back as well boy and don’t neglect the glutes” he ordered as i gave a slight nod in response.
I continued down to his legs, kneeling before him and rubbing the warm oil into his thick thighs before moving inwards to his muscular groin. His legs were thick like oak trees as my hands were now massaging each of his groins in turn with both hands, taking extra care not to touch the enormous bulging leather pouch between them.
His crotch was now directly at eye level as i nervously glanced at it. I could feel the heat coming radiating from his crotch as i continued to rub oil into his legs as firmly as i could manage when suddenly i saw the leather pouch start to stir as he was becoming more aroused against my touch.
He let out an audible groan as i moved myself around the back and continued to rub as firmly as i could manage before eventually stopping at the thick globes that made up his ass.
“Look, i’m really sorry Darryl, i mean Sir but i think theres been a misunderstanding” i told him, wanting to stop this from going any further. He turned to face me and just grinned as he put his hand on my shoulder, leading me to the sofa and forcefully sitting me down.
“There’s no misunderstanding boy. I can spot a mincing cocksucker a mile off, thats why i picked you up” he told me brashly as I recoiled against his words and dragged my eyes away from the obscene bulge staring me down.
“What the fuck?” i spat out vehemently as Darryl simply chuckled at me, looking me up and down as if to remind me of what i was wearing.
I suddenly went a deep shade of crimson as Darryl plopped his bulky frame on the sofa next to me, exhaling as he did and stared directly at me while rubbing his crotch. I gulped hard trying not to break eye contact and look at his crotch as he continued to rub it. I failed, my eyes kept flickering down and was amazed at how big his rapidly swelling cock was inside his jock, it wasn’t even fully erect and already looked as thick as a tree trunk from the outline it caused in his jock.
He reached his hand into his jock and fished around before re emerging with his python in hand. I found my self stunned into silence as i started to stare once more, his cock was absolutely enormous. It was thick and at least 10 inches in length and impossibly veiny, with the head circumcised and swollen thick like a mushroom.
“I can see in your eyes how much you want it. All you have to do is accept your place and get on your knees and crawl over and you can have it” he stated.
“I don’t want it, i am straight” i said sounding almost as if i was trying to convince myself.
“You don’t look very straight” he said, referring to the clothes i had on.
It was at this point i became painfully aware of how hard my own penis still was as it poked against the material of my jock. I rapidly adjusted how i was sat in an effort to conceal my arousal from the burly predator sat opposite.
“Have you ever sucked cock before?” he asked bluntly.
“No i told you i’m straight” i said, flustered by my own arousal.
“No problem, i’l show you how its’ done” he stated.
“What do you mean?” i asked nervously as Darryl just stared back at me with his piercing green eyes before he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers loudly.
I was startled as the door that Darryl had been in and out of suddenly opened and i was shocked to see who or should i say what walked through.
A figure emerged of average height and weight and clad completely in a latex catsuit with a black, eyeless hood over their head and a ball gag fixed firmly over their mouth as they wandered blindly into the room.
“Woah, what the fuck is that” i shouted loudly as Darryl hefted himself up and walked over to the stranger and pulled him towards the sofa and he simply sunk to his knees in front of me as Darryl sat right back down alongside.
“This is one of my house gimps, his name is Meat. Don’t be rude, say hello to our guest Meat” he asked the gimp.
“FmFFMFMmmf” came the inaudible muffle from behind his gag as Darryl laughed loudly.
Meat is going to show you how to worship a mans cock properly” he explained as he leaned forward and loosened the ball gag his gimp had on, allowing it to fall around his neck like a piece of obscene jewellery.
The hooded gimp quickly and eagerly crawled between Darryl’s legs before hungrily taking his masters enormous cock into his mouth and started bobbing his head up and down, slurping and sucking like there was no tomorrow.
“A house gimp is a submissive male who has willingly surrendered his past life and identity to live here and serve me however i want” Darryl explained in between grunts and groans as the latex bound sex slave slobbered over his engorged cock like his life depended on it.
I watched intently as this lewd gay sex show like something from pulp fiction unfolded before my eyes. I fought to continue hiding my own erection as it strained against the front of my jock. Meat was only able to take around half of Darryl’s cock down his throat as he gagged and heaved once he had gone as far down as he could before bringing his head back up to the tip. He continued by tracing the length of his masters enormous cock with his tongue as Darryl just simply laid back and gently tugged at his nipple piercings as Meat continued to make love to his cock with his mouth.
“You see boy, a few years ago Meat was a married straight man. He too was convinced he wasn’t a faggot but when i saw him i knew different. I could see in his eyes what he was and where he needed to be” Darryl proceeded to tell me followed by a soft groan as he enjoyed the blowjob he was receiving.
“Once he gave in to his desires and spent his first weekend impaled on my cock, he left his wife and job and has been one of my live in gimps ever since. As will you!” he proceeded to inform me.
“But I’m not gay” i weakly protested, not taking my eyes off the continuing fellatio and my own erection was now painful as it strained against the tight confines of my jock.
“Boy, you are even less straight than meat and he’s currently got my cock down his his throat” he shot mockingly at me.
I couldn’t find the words to respond nor the strength of will to stop staring. It was like i was pinned in place by an invisible force.
“Tell our new guest how good your Masters dick tastes” Darryl instructed his gimp as he begrudgingly took the magnificent veiny bastard out of his mouth.
“It tastes wonderful master, please let me keep sucking” he begged as Darryl responded with a slight nod as Meat dove back down and sucked his cock with renewed vigour.
Darryl groaned under the renewed oral assault his slave was delivering as i absentmindedly licked my lips.
“How rude of me, Meat why don’t you treat our new guest with that trained mouth of yours” Darryl instructed his gimp as he once again disappointedly removed his masters cock from his mouth.
“Yes master” he obediently replied before crawling over to my side of the couch and looking me dead in the eyes.
“Please can i suck your cock” he almost pleaded with me.
“I….can’t, I…don’t” i stuttered as words continued to tumble out of my mouth.
“It doesn’t make you gay to get head of a man, a good blowjob is a good blowjob right?” Darryl started to chip away at my weakening resolve.
“I mean, when you put it like that i guess so” i reasoned as my rock hard cock was now doing all of my thinking.
“Between you and me, men give the best head. We just know how we like it done and how good it feels” he remarked.
“I mean, that makes a lot of sense” i rationalised, looking for any reason i can find to get this blowjob i found myself craving.
“Sir!” he snapped.
“Sorry Sir” i corrected myself.
“Go on it’s not like anyone will find out, give it a try” he urged.
“Ok, Sir” i replied nervously.
“Thats the spirit boy, and between you and me Meat certainly knows his way around a cock” he laughed.
“I could see that sir” i nervously chuckled.
“Good boy, you’re learning” he replied, as if praising a pet dog.
“Go on, offer Meat your meat” he laughed to himself.
I nervously looked down at the hooded gimp between my legs, his eyeless hood staring blankly back at me, his mouth was all i could see and he was impatiently licking his lips with drool running down his chin from when he had been servicing Darryl moments ago. Oh to hell with it i thought as i fished inside my jock, trembling nervously as i pulled my rock hard 5 inch dick out and pointed it gingerly towards the gimps face.
Almost as if he could sense a cock nearby he simply leaned forward and inhaled my cock deep in his warm throat. I let out an involuntary audible gasp as the warm wetness of his mouth completely engulfed my member.
“Good isn’t it?” Darryl asked me.
“Mmmmmmhmmmmm yes sir!” i moaned in reply, not realising or caring that i had just called him sir without hesitation.
The sensation was was absolutely incredible. I have had a couple of blowjobs in the past and while they felt great at the time, nothing compared to this. He was practically worshipping it, massaging the shaft with his warm throat as he kept the whole thing buried to the base.
“Fuck” i growled as he withdrew to the tip of my penis and aggressively sucked the head a few times before diving right back down to the base making a slurping sound as he did.
“See told you that Meat knows his way around a cock didn’t i?” i heard Darryl say next to me as he slowly stroked his humongous cock while he watched.
“Yes! oh my god yes sir” i replied almost out of breath.
“I mean he struggles to take even half of my monster but that little thing he has no problem with” he added emasculating me with his comment but i didn’t care in that moment as i was drowning in a sea of pleasure.
I felt my balls start to tighten as i was moments from the best orgasm of my life.
“Fuck! Fuck! i’m going to cum” i panted as i dug my nails into the sofa as i neared the point of no return.
Darryl suddenly snapped his fingers and without hesitating his gimp removed my cock from his mouth and obediently returned upright on his knees.
I sat there and panted despairingly as my cock twitched, on the brink of release, dripping with saliva.
“I think thats enough Meat” Darryl stated.
“Yes master” he replied with a tinge of disappointment in his voice.
“Oh my god, i was about to cum. Please let him finish me sir!” i almost begged him.
“Oh, you want to cum?” he added sarcastically.
“Yes more than anything sir” i almost shrieked.
“I suppose Meat could finish you off. It would only be fair if you return the favour though i think, wouldn’t you say?” he countered.
“What!, i don’t think….” i started to weakly object when the gimp suddenly started licking up and down my shaft, cutting me off as he teased me. Next i felt his hand gently fondle my balls, keeping my orgasm boiling.
“Oh wow” i purred as my balls rolled between his fingertips.
“I’m sorry, you were saying?” Darryl playfully asked.
“I’m not gay” i continued.
“Clearly” he mocked, looking at the male sex slave teasing my cock and as i was about to retort he cut me off again.
“Look, It would just two blokes helping each other out. Nothing homosexual about that is there?” he countered, his rationale coupled with my brewing orgasm completely obliterating my resolve.
“Well when you put it like…oh fuckkkk!!” i started as i suddenly felt my cock part the gimps warm lips once again as he hungrily sucked the tip.
“MMMMMM, i guess…. oh wow, i’ll do it” i said panting hard.
“Splendid” Darryl snapped his fingers again as his gimp started bobbing up and down on my cock with renewed passion.
“FUCK, FUCK, OH MY GOD!” i shouted and moaned as he bobbed up and down from tip to base over and over, squeezing my balls as he went.
“Are you sure you aren’t gay, you are moaning like bitch boy on heat” Darryl enquired.
“Oh my god!, no sir!” i panted and started to quiver as i neared my orgasm for the second time when Meat suddenly froze still, with my cock held in is mouth.
“Oh my god! please don’t stop” i pleaded, desperate for release.
“Begging to cum in another mans mouth doesn’t sound very straight” Darryl mocked.
“Wow, oh my” i gasped, not in response to Darryl but because his gimp had slowly started swirling his tongue around my swollen tip.
“If you admit to me that you’re a little gay slut i will let Meat finish you off” Darryl offered.
I was in complete inner turmoil. I was desperate to cum, i had never been worked up like this before in my life but despite the fact i was dressed like a little twink and was being sucked to within an inch of my life by a gimp i was still sure deep down that i was straight.
“Please i can’t” i pleaded again.
“Pity, oh well i guess that will do Meat. You may get up and go back to your tasks now” Darryl informed his gimp.
My state of arousal had now taken over my self respect, i needed to cum in this gimps mouth and if thats what i needed to say then so be it.
“WAIT!” i cried.
Darryl looked at me expectantly for me to say the words while the gimp help his position with my throbbing 5 inch cock nestled between his lips.
“Last chance, tell me that you are little gay slut” he warned.
“I’m a little gay slut” i muttered quietly as deep shame swelled inside me with each word that left my lips and i felt my cheeks going a deep shade of red.
“I don’t think Meat could hear you” Darryl scoffed as almost on command his gimp started bobbing up and down once more and my eyes rolled back into my head.
“Say it louder or this all stops” Darryl demanded firmly.
“I’m a little gay slut” i said a bit louder, my voice still resisting the words but not wanting this experience to stop until i had cum.
“SIR!” Darryl scalded as he suddenly wrapped one of his meaty oily hands around my neck.
“I’m sorry, sir!” i pathetically apologised, panicking in fear as he gripped me.
“WHAT ARE YOU?” he yelled still gripping my throat.
“Im a little gay slut sir!” i whimpered in fear as the words flowed effortlessly from my lips before i let out a soft moan as the gimps continued sucking sent ripples of pleasure through my body.
“I want you to beg me to let you cum” he hissed, tightening his grip.
The pleasure was building up deep inside again, taking my mind off the mountain of a man with his hand around my neck as i neared my orgasm yet again and desperately not wanting it to stop again.
“Please let me cum sir! please, please, please” i pleaded pathetically.
“Does my little twink sissy faggot want to cum” he taunted.
“Yes sir, please sir let me cum” continued to beg nearing the point of no return despite the degrading names.
“SAY IT AGAIN, WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT!” he roared in my face.
“I’m a fucking gay faggot slut and i want to cum so bad, please sir” i pleaded practially crying.
“WHOS LITTLE GAY FAGGOT ARE YOU!!!?” he continued to yell in my face.
“I’m your gay faggot slut Sir. OH MY GOD I’M GOING TO CUM!” i pathetically declared, surrendering my masculinity for an orgasm.
“Good boy” Darryl praised as he took his hand off my neck.
“Meat finish him off” he ordered like a twisted roman dictator as his gimp slave deep throated me, pushing me over the edge and past the point of no return.
I almost wailed as i felt my cock erupt deep into Meat’s mouth, spewing my hot, molten mess deep into his hungry mouth as he kept sucking. My toes curled as the sensation was unlike anything i had ever felt, almost unbearable as i rode the wave of my orgasm, my cock spasming over and over as i lost myself in that moment.
As my orgasm eventually subsided i felt his mouth leave my well used cock, i fought to regain my composure and looked down. My spent cock was slick with saliva and semen and Meats eyeless hood just stared blankly in my direction.
“Thank you for your cum” he said quietly.
“Back to your tasks now Meat!” Darryl interrupted, instructing his gimp.
“Yes master” he replied as Darryl leant forward and re attached his ball gag, fixing it in place forcing his mouth wide as he tightened the fastening behind his head. The gimp then blindly walked towards the door he first emerged from, knowing exactly where he was going before he disappeared into the room, closing the door behind him.
I looked at Darryl nervously as he sat there dominating the space with his thick bulky frame glistening from the coating of oil on his skin and his monster cock now stuffed back inside the leather pouch of his jock.
“Put that little cock away, you won’t be needing it” he scoffed as i shakily started tucking my fluid coated cock back inside my own small jock still reeling from the best orgasm of my life.
“I do love watching a “straight” man begging to cum in another mans mouth” Darryl said, sarcastically air quoting the word straight with his fingers.
I sat there in stunned silence. no longer driven by my lust fuelled state i realised the full extent of what had happened. Darryl was right, i had (with very little resistance) dressed up like a slutty twink, mutually oiled each other up and allowed his male slave to give me the most mind bending oral sex of my life. And if that wasn’t bad enough i had begged to be allowed to cum in his mouth even calling myself his gay faggot slut. The gravity of this had hit me like a tonne of bricks.
As i was under the onslaught of guilt and horror at what had transpired, Darryl was rubbing the outside of his leather pouch roughly with one hand and with his other was pulling against one of the metal hoops that pierced his nipple.
“Now a deal is a deal boy, return the favour” he hissed.
“What, but i mean you sent him away” i stammered as it dawned on me that he wanted me to return the favour on him!.
“Ha! Meat?” he scoffed, incredulously.
“He is a house gimp that does exactly as i instruct, his purpose in life is to please me. So when i said return the favour that favour was owed to me!” he demanded.
“But sir, i’m not” i started to say.
“BOY! if you tell me you aren’t gay one more time then i will fuck your mouth until you pass out” he fired angrily at me as i gulped in fear.
“You admitted multiple times that you were a gay slut while another man sucked your little cock off and you begged and cried to cum in his mouth” he shot at me as i recoiled against his words.
“You are my little cock slut to do with as i please, now get on your knees” he demanded firmly.
I gulped hard again as my body started to move off the sofa and onto the hard wood floor, almost moving against my will. The hard floor was cold and unforgiving against my knees as i knelt before this enormous, hairy behemoth.
“Good slut, i like my gimps and sluts to be obedient” he told me and i winced at his use of the word gimp. I didn’t want to end up like Meat, stuck in this cabin serving the depraved needs of this hairy bear.
“But Sir” i started to protest when he lunged forward and grabbed my around the neck once more.
“You will talk only when you are permitted to from now on do you understand?” he ordered sternly, his gruff authoritarian voice cutting me off completely.
“Yes sir” meekly stammered as a tear rolled down my cheek as he released me from his grip and lounged back on the sofa, spreading his massive chunky legs.
“All of my gimps need to learn how to please me. What did you say your name was again?” he asked firmly.
“Jake” i replied quietlywith another tear rolling down my face.
“Yes that was it, Jake. I don’t think you look like a Jake any more do you?” he asked as i sobbed slightly in response.
“Thats a boys name, and you aren’t a boy are you?”.
“No sir” i sniffed.
“What are you again” he asked, wanting to chip the remainder of my masculinity away.
“I’m a gay slut” i said, still scarcely able to believe it was me saying these words but fearing what would happen if i didn’t.
“What would be suitable name for my new little twink gimp” he pondered as i remained on my knees, head bowed and broken.
“I’ve got it!” he yelled.
“From now on your new name is Waif” he told me proudly, as i remembered he had used that word to describe my skinny, weak frame when we first met.
“Yes sir” i replied, my spirit crushed.
“Now, Waif all of my other gimps all call me ‘Master’ or ‘Sir’ but they are men, sort of. You aren’t really a man at all, look at you with your girly features and slutty attire. You will stop calling me Sir and can now only ever address me as ‘Daddy’ from now on, got it?” he demanded.
Yes sir, i mean yes Daddy” i said, correcting myself and wanting the ground to just swallow me up.
“All of my gimps need to be able to please me. That little girly mouth of yours was just custom made to be wrapped around my thick juicy cock” he growled menacingly as he beckoned me forwards with his finger.
I crawled forward so that i now had his thick legs either side of me and i swallowed hard. I had never sucked a penis before in my life, what if i hated it? or even worse what if i liked it!. It probably wouldn’t matter to Darryl how i felt about it either way though to be honest.
“Do you expect me to take my own cock out Waif!” he scalded.
“No Daddy” i said with fear in my voice as i reached out, my hand shaking as it brushed against the front of his pouch and i gently pulled it down with both hands and i watched open mouthed as his enormous shiny python flopped out over the top.
“That’s it Waif, put Daddy’s big cock in your mouth” he instructed as my eyes went wide with fear, this thing was enormous.
I tentatively took hold of it and couldn’t wrap my hand around the full girth of his monster even though it was only semi erect. It was hot and moist to hold and glistened with a light sheen of oil from when he had handled it himself. I just stared at his enormous organ as it looked back at me with its one angry eye and i couldn’t bring myself to put it inside my mouth.
I recoiled as his hand suddenly struck the side of my face with explosive force, stunning me as tears welled up.
“Daddy doesn’t like to wait, put it in your mouth now Waif” he demanded menacingly.
I nodded gently, the skin on my cheek tingling following the slap. I leaned forward, closing my eyes as my lips were about to touch the thick head of his cock. I could feel the heat radiating from his member and the strong smell of his natural musk mixed with oil as my lips touched his tip. I felt my lips open as the thick, swollen head pushed its way in forcing it wider until my mouth was stretched wide open as i felt more of the rapidly hardening shaft follow.
“Good slut” he praised.
The taste was salty yet tangy and still coated in saliva but it tasted nowhere near as awful as i thought it would. I moved my head down further allowing more of his now rock hard shaft to fill my mouth when my eyes shot open suddenly as i started to panic, i couldn’t breathe and i found myself starting to gag and choke.
“Breathe through your nose and calm yourself” he instructed.
I tried to slowly take some deep breaths and settle myself down, knowing i probably couldn’t take any more but no knowing what to do i remembered the blowjob that Meat had given so i started to withdraw my mouth making a suction as i did.
Darryl let out a soft growl as i had only the tip left in my mouth so i repeated my technique of taking as much of his length as i could manage before i started to gag and then sucking my way back to the tip. He seemed to like it, letting out soft groans and tugging at his nipples as i did. To my horror, i felt my own cock start to stir again within my jock, i couldn’t believe that being treat like this and sucking a hairy bears fat cock was turning me on!.
“I knew you would be a natural Waif, I bet you’re rock hard again as well aren’t you” he asked, in a taunting tone.
I blushed with his thick warm meat still in my mouth, embarrassed that he was right. All of a sudden, and strangely to my disappointment he pushed my head off his cock.
“Stand up Waif” he commanded as i slowly and gingerly stood up, my knees aching after kneeling on the hard floor.
“Ha! i knew it, only proper little faggot’s get a hard on when sucking cock.” he mocked, i felt angry but deep down he was right. I didn’t think i was gay but all i wanted to do was put his thick meaty magnificent cock back in my mouth, i couldn’t take my eyes off it, i was so confused.
“I bet very soon you will cum from just sucking cock” he laughed to himself.
“Do you want some more Waif?” he teased, wagging his cock from side to side.
“Yes Daddy” i said humiliated as i fought against the words leaving my mouth but deep down knowing that i actually did.
“I want you to crawl back between my legs” he ordered.
“Yes Daddy” i replied before wincing as i got back on my knees and crawled directly towards his cock.
“Not so fast Waif” Darryl said sharply as he raised his boot and placed it on my forehead, stopping me dead.
“I want you to beg” he ordered, his foot still on my head as he slowly stroked his monster baton.
“Please don’t make me” i replied, my voice trembling.
Darryl growled as he stared a hole through me, i swallowed hard as i struggled to maintain eye contact.
“Please let me suck you Daddy” i said almost whispering.
He simply shook his head.
“I’m sure you can do better than that” he mocked.
“Please let me suck your massive cock Daddy” i said louder without pausing as i stared at his veiny monster, my mouth watering.
He said nothing, continuing to stare at me while rubbing his throbbing cock still.
“Please, let me suck your magnificent, massive cock Daddy” i pleaded this time, surprising myself with how desperate i actually was to take his enormous pole back inside my mouth.
“Thats better Waif, doesn’t it feel better being honest?” he stated as i blushed in return.
“Yes Daddy” i meekly responded as he removed his foot from my head allowing me to crawl between his muscular hairy legs, inches away from the tip of his thick, glistening purple helmet.
“What are you?” he asked again.
“A gay slut” i responded shamefully.
“Who’s gay slut?” he quizzed further.
“I’m your gay slut Daddy” i said, this time with out flinching.
“Good boy, now suck Daddy’s cock” he ordered as he removed his hands from his cock, giving me free access once more.
“Thank you Daddy” i responded as i took the huge member in my hands once again, still shocked by the warm fleshy thickness as i lowered my head and slowly let the helmet part my lips.
My mouth stretched wide once again as the taste of sweat and baby oil filled my mouth and his natural musk filled my nostrils. The combination driving my lust to places i had never experienced before as i worked my way as far down his shaft as i could and then back up again. It was intoxicating and without realising, was letting soft moans escape as i worshipped his manhood.
“You are such a slut” he purred as i continued to suck and kiss his cock with everything i had. I felt his leather boot caress the front of my jock, my own cock painfully hard still.
Darryl suddenly and without warning, grabbed my head and started for buck his hips up from the couch. My eyes widened as he forced nearly 2/3 of his thick baton inside my fully stretched mouth. I started to gag and panic, i was balking and heaving on his cock and i heard him laugh as he had me skewered.
“You are my little house sissy and i am going to fuck your mouth and your little tight ass every night for the rest of your life” he grunted, now bucking his thick cock in and out of my mouth as i was held helpless in his grip.
His words made me shudder, the rest of my life?. I had gotten so lost in my thoughts, a short hour ago i was a straight guy lost in the country side where as now i was on my knees in a jock strap being skull fucked by a massive hairy stranger. He was getting more aggressive the hornier he was getting, he was now bottoming out inside my mouth as my nose kept touching his thin layer of pubic hair.
My eyes were streaming and i was dry heaving uncontrollably, and unable to breathe as i felt my vision go blurry and i was sure i was about to black out when he suddenly and mercifully stopped.
I fell backwards as he released me and his cock fell from my mouth. I gasped for air as i heard him continue to laugh. He stood up and walked over to me as he bent down and fastened a leather collar around my neck with a chain attached. He used the chain to pull me up as i groggily got to my feet, my knees ached where i had been kneeling on the hard wood floor.
I was reminded about his immense size as he towered above me and started to walk to the back door pulling me along by my collar. I was terrified at what was coming next and where he was taking me.
We entered a small dimly lit hall way with two doors on either side and one at the end. Darryl led me to the door at the end and as we entered the room it was pitch black as he closed the door behind us as he turned on the light.
As light filled the room i winced as my eyes adjusted, my mouth fell open as i saw the room was filled with a wide assortment of BDSM equipment and paraphernalia. The walls were adorned with whips, canes and masks all hanging from pegs and there were shelves along one of the walls that had all manner and sizes of dildos and butt plugs. On one wall the was a cross with shackles on each of the four points and as my eyes traced around there was an empty cage in the corner. My eyes were drawn back to the centre of the room where there was a low wooden horse bench, once again with four shackles around the bottom of each corner and Meat the hooded gimp from earlier was stood next to it.
Darryl yanked on my chain, pulling me toward the bench as he handed the lead to Meat.
“Secure him in place Meat” Darryl ordered.
“Yes master” he replied obediently as he pulled me to the foot of the wooden horse. I was now trembling in fear, knowing that if i was fastened to it then i would be completely bound and helpless but still my cock was solid.
Meat pushed me in the back so i was now bent over the wooden horse, my bare tummy resting against the firm wood. Meat had knelt down and i felt him securing the shackles to my ankles. I was trembling in fear and anticipation all at once but i said nothing to try and stop what was happening.
Meat had moved round into my field of vision in front of me, it amazed me that he was still wearing his eyeless hood so could clearly see nothing but still knew his way around as he knelt down again and fastened the front shackles to my wrists. I was now secured firmly and prostrate across the wooden horse bench.
“Lube his pussy up” Darryl barked again as i felt Meat move behind me once more.
I shuddered as i felt a cold liquid suddenly squirted between my cheeks and i would have leapt into the air if i wasn’t shackled in place as i felt a finger suddenly force its way past my sphincter causing me to wail loudly against the sudden intrusion.
“Oh that looks so tight” Darryl proclaimed as i felt even more cold liquid squirted onto my back passage as Meats finger worked its way gently in and out.
“Please Daddy i can’t do this” i pleaded finally.
“Ha! you’re about to have something a lot bigger than Meats little finger inside you in a minute Waif” he mused as Meat dislodged his finger from me and i felt the lubricant trickle out of me.
“Get over here Meat” i heard Darryl command his gimp behind me.
I moved my head to look over my shoulder, craning my neck to see what was happening. I saw that Darryl was attaching a lead that was dangling from the ceiling and securing it firmly around his collar.
“You are going to stand there and listen while i break in my new gimp, do you understand?” he asked firmly
“Yes master” he said, almost excitedly.
I quickly turned my head back around and nervously awaited before a shadow cast over my body as Darryl move his massive bulk behind me before i felt a warm hardness press against my puckered, well lubed hole as i closed my eyes.
My eyes shot back open as i felt immense pressure against my hole, my entrance bravely resisting the meaty intruder but i felt myself open as it found its way inside.
“FUCK! this is so tight” i heard his gasp behind me as he brought his skillet like hand down hard against my ass cheek, the stinging sound of slapped flesh filled the room like a gun shot going off causing me to yell out in pain.
Darryl suddenly grabbed the waist of my jockstrap and firmly pressed the first inch of his enormous cock inside me. My fists clenched and my body was shuddering out of control as every nerve ending in my ass felt on fire, i thought i was going to be ripped in two.
He held still as my body tried to acclimatise to his massive weapon, not that i could go anywhere. He pushed harder as i felt yet more of his massive length slide deeper, rearranging my insides as it went.
“OH MY GOD STOP, DADDY PLEASE! I CAN’T TAKE IT!” i begged him loudly as he continued to push deeper, tearing me apart.
He leaned forward and grabbed me roughly by the hair pulling my head back.
“You can and you will, you little little faggot slut. Daddy is going to fuck you like you crave” He hissed in my ear before he let go of my hair and roughly thrust the rest of his massive cock inside me, buried to the hilt.
I screamed loudly, the pain in my now not virgin ass was considerable as i felt his cock nestled deep inside me.
“Holy shit Waif, this little ass of yours was absolutely built to be fucked” he growled as i felt him rearrange his stance behind me. I whimpered and mewled into the bench as i mashed my face hard into the surface trying to calm the throbbing pain from my arse.
Darryl once again hooked his hands into the waist band of my jockstrap as he slowly withdrew his python inch by inch until he was nearly out completely before suddenly slamming his length back inside me with a violent snap of his hips, his thick heavy balls ricocheting off mine as he did.
“FUCK, FUCK, FUCK” i yelled loudly once again as he filled me back to the brim.
“Shut the fuck up!” Darryl hissed as he repeated the move again only this time faster.
“PLEASE DADDY PLEASE, IT’S TOO BIG” i begged, screaming as his throbbing meat pressed hard against my prostate.
The pain in my ass was almost unbearable but to my immense surprise, the pressure against my prostate was unlike anything i had ever felt and was causing my cock to swell and throb harder than i had ever felt before.
Darryl ignored my protest as he started to fuck me in a steady rhythm, the sound of his pelvis smacking against my fleshy cheeks filled the room. I kept my head down and bit my lip hard, the pain was evaporating and to my shock was being replaced by incredible pleasure. His cock was hitting unexplored nerve endings that were sending incredible sensations throughout my body as he continued to piston away behind me.
“Ohhhh fuck” i whispered to myself followed by a soft but prolonged moan.
“Do you like being fucked in the ass Waif?” i heard him ask behind me. I hated to even admit it but i was starting to really enjoy it.
“Mmmhmm” i muttered, as he picked up his thrusting pace. He was now absolutely pummelling my prostate, my cock as so hard that it almost hurt.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!” i wailed repeatedly as he fucked away my masculinity.
“I knew you were a little butt slut” he grunted behind me as i continued to moan as he continued to use his meaty cock as a battering ram against my prostate.
“Oh god, Daddy!” i panted breathlessly.
“Do you like Daddy filling you up with his massive cock” he growled as he pounded away, smushing my had cock into the wooden horse.
“Oh fuck, yes Daddy i love it” i gasped and moaned, finally getting out of my head and losing myself in the moment.
“You’re my little sissy gimp aren’t you Waif?” he asked.
“Mmmmmm, oh my god. Yes daddy sir i’m your faggot gimp” i whimpered in submission back to him.
“Your nothing but two tight holes to me” he spat.
He stopped driving his enormous cock into me briefly allowing me to catch my breath but let out a slight whimper in disappointment that he had stopped.
“Why did you stop Daddy” i panted.
“I’m going to give you a choice Waif” he said sternly, his hard cock still resting inside me.
“What is it?” i enquired suddenly worried but also really missing him pounding me.
“If you want, i will un chain you and give you you clothes back. They should be dry now and you can leave. I’l even call you a recovery truck and take you back to your car” he said as i looked over my shoulder completely puzzled.
“Or…” he said, letting it hang in the air before finishing.
“Yes Daddy” i stammered, still aching for him to pound me again but stretched wide with half of his enormous cock buried in my ass.
“You can stay where you are and let Daddy fuck you until you are a quivering mess and you will beg me to breed you.” he offered, and just as i was about to respond he cut me off.
“But whatever you choose will be final. If you want to leave then you can never come back” he informed me.
“And if you do stay then you surrender your identity to me and become one of my house gimps. You will do exactly what i say when i say it and you will wear exactly what you are told. Do you understand?” his words brought me back into reality as i tried to focus.
“What!” i stammered trying to collect my thoughts, knowing i should take option 1, leave this place and chalk it all up as a crazy dream.
“What’s it going to be Waif?” he asked impatiently as my mind wrestled with its self. I knew what i should do but couldn’t bring myself to say it.
“I can’t” i responded as i fumbled with my words. Darryl sighed in response as he began to withdraw his monster cock from me.
“WAIT!” i practically yelled as he held still, only the tip of his cock remained inside my stretched ass hole.
“Once I’m out then its final Waif, whats it gonna be?” he demanded.
“I will stay, i’l be one of your gimps” the words fell out of my mouth almost against my will. My only thought was wanting to keep feeling his cock inside.
“Are you sure Waif? there’s no going back you know. You wanna stay and be Daddy’s little sissy gimp?” he checked as i met his words with a slight pause.
“Yes Daddy, i will be your gimp, please fuck me” i pleaded, the last shred of my masculinity fell away as i sold away my life to be fucked my new Daddy bear.
“Haha you little slut” he mocked as he drove his full length back inside me to seal the deal.
I gasped and moaned at feeling full once again.
“Beg for it” he roared.
“Ooooh, fuckkkkk. Please fuck me with your big cock Daddy” i begged and pleaded as he responded by once again picking up his thrusting pace and driving his massive fleshy battering ram deep inside over and over.
“OH MY GOD!!!, AAAAAA FUCKKKKK” i had lost control and my screams of pleasure filled his playroom.
“YEAH, TAKE THAT BIG DICK YOU LITTLE SISSY SLUT” he hissed, bringing his hand down and slapping my ass cheek as he pounded my gaping hole.
“FUCK ME DADDY, FUCK ME DADDY, FUCK ME DADDY” i yelled, losing myself in the feeling of being used and helpless.
Darryl grunted and moaned as he hammered me with every thrust, my balls were aching from the repeated blows of his own monster sack. The sound of Skin slapping skin and squelching lube added to orchestra of my screaming and now incoherent words.
“DADDY’S LITTLE FUCK TOY!” he yelled at me, as he pounded my gaping hole into submission.
“Your not a man anymore, just a hole to please me” he cackled.
“MMMMMMMM YES DADDY! FUCKKKKK” i squealed as i started to realise i was suddenly about to cum.
I was so lost in the new found pleasure of having my anus pounded into oblivion that i hadn’t felt the build up of my own approaching orgasm. My cock was aching, digging into the firm material of my jock pouch. My shaft and balls started to tighten and my whole body started to shake.
“DADDY!, I’M CUMMING!!!!” i yelled helplessly as he continued to hammer my hole. The sensation of a hands free orgasm was unlike anything i had experienced, being forced to the bring of orgasm against my will without my cock being touched was incredible.
“HA, YOU LITTLE FUCKING SISSY SLUT” he bellowed, revelling in my cumming against my will.
“I knew you were meant for this when i saw you. Go on have your sissy orgasm” he laughed before smashing his hips as hard as he could over and over, burying his massive cock into my abused hole.
My legs buckled as my body went limp, i collapsed onto the wooden horse i was shackled on.
“I’M CUMMING DADDY!” i screamed as my cock erupted in my jock, spurt after spurt coated it and with every spasm my asshole clenched around Daddy Darryl’s enormous meaty battering ram. I let out an endless cacophony of mindless ramblings as he fucked the orgasm out of me, milking my cock by pounding my prostate.
“FUCK, WAIF. YOUR ASS IS TUGGING MY COCK LIKE A TEENAGE PROM DATE!. GET READY!!” he bellowed loudly as my orgasm began to subside, i slouched against the horse completely drained with cum leaking out of my jock as he neared his own thunderous orgasm.
He buried his fleshy snake deep in my bowels and a dug his fingers into the flesh of my ass cheeks as i felt his cock twitch and deposit his molten load deep inside me over and over again as he let out a loud but satisfying groan. The feeling was odd, my insides were warm and sticky as i was slumped on the horse completely spent and used. Darryl slowly withdrew his cock from its well used sheath as he did my gaping hole radiated with raw heat after the frenetic pounding it had received, i felt his hot cum slowly ooze out of me trickling down my balls.
Darryl appeared in my peripheral vision as his heavy boots thudded against the floor boards as i groggily lifted my head to see that his well spent (but still massively thick) cock was hanging inches away from my prone face.
“Clean it!” he ordered.
“Huh?” i replied, almost drunkenly as he grabbed my head and yanked it upwards, shoving his dripping, well used cock past my mouth as my eyes bugged wide.
“You are such a dirty little cum slut” he said as he looked down at me.
The taste was very pungent, his cock as slick with salty tasting cum mixed with lubricant and the bitter after taste of my own ass. I sucked as best i could, my jaw ached but i tried to please using my tongue to clean the fluids off.
He withdrew his cock with a plop sound as it left my mouth with a groan of disappointment as he walked away behind me again.
“Meat go and take my new gimp to his living quarters while i go and deal with Sarge” he instructed to Meat as walked over to him and he unclipped him from the lead on his collar.
I felt hands unfastening the restraints around my ankles, my legs were not supporting my body as i remained slumped against the horse. I saw Meat walk in front of me and he started to undo the restraints on my wrists before he put his arms under mine and hauled me to my feet.
My legs were like jelly, i felt them tremble beneath me as i gingerly started to move them, my hole was pulsating and i felt Darryl’s sticky seed ooze out of me as i walked. Meat lead me out of the door, into the dimly lit hallway before taking me to another dark room. It still amazed me how well he knew his way around despite wearing an eyeless hood.
The room was dark and pretty small but i could make out the shape of 4 cages as Meat lead me over to one and beckoned for me to get in.
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“Please, i can’t” i pleaded as it dawned on me that this was to be my bed.
“You belong to master now” he responded.
“I can’t, please!” i begged.
“It’s too late, you willingly surrendered your self to master, i heard it all. Get in before he hears or you will be sent to join Sarge” he told me firmly.
“What? who is Sarge” i asked, my voice was raspy and hoarse from screaming and being assaulted by Daddy’s massive cock.
“Sarge is one of us, another of Masters gimps. He has been sent to the barn for some reconditioning” he stated almost emotionless.
“Reconditioning?” i said in shock, as it reminded me again of what i had gotten myself into.
“Get in before Master comes back” he ordered.
I gingerly bent down and crawled into my caged home, it had a soft quilted floor which i laid down on as a tear ran down my cheek. I looked around and saw two other empty cages which i assumed were Meats and Sarge’s and saw the 4th one had someone in it. I squinted over to see that he was a similar build to me but was wearing a leather body harness, a thick collar around his neck and more strangely that his head was encased in a dogs face mask on.
“That’s masters pet pup Buster” Meat told me, noticing that i was staring at him.
I continued to stare, completely shocked by the new world that i suddenly found myself apart of.
“Get some sleep, master will want you well rested for the big party tomorrow” he advised.
“What party?” i asked, suddenly very nervous.
“Master’s friends are coming round and we are the entertainment so get some rest, you will need it as id wager that you will be the star attraction” he said before leaving the room and closing the door.
“Masters friends do love to use his newest toys” he said almost enviously.
I closed my eyes and thoughts of being used and abused by Darryl and his big beefy friends tomorrow drifted into my brain. I wondered if this was going to be my life from now on as my cock started to stir once more in anticipation.
THE END?