“Yes, yes my young master.” The bulge in his pants was obvious. I was his master, and my friends were going to enjoy the show. I told you how I liked to take my revenge on those teachers, and so I decided to be as totally domineering with my youthful arrogance as I could. And, yes, I had a hard on too.
“Take off your shoes and socks.” This was the first test of his obedience. Would he? If so, it meant he was going to go all the way. He kicked off his shoes, bent down and pulled of his socks. It was a hot start.
“Dance,” I gave the order. I turned on some music with the remote, and he started to move. “Respectable daddy is going to take off every fucking piece of clothing and be the nude toy of the hottest college guys he’s ever seen. Keep moving it.” He danced, pretty badly actually, but it was hot. He was clearly showing us every part of his body through his clothes, and was very turned on.
I was getting a rush from my superiority over this man. I knew I could say anything I wanted, and make him do anything I wanted, without me having to worry about offending him. The opposite! I was all in. “Get down on all fours and crawl around like a fucking dog. And, while you’re at it, bark a little.”
The other guys snickered as I gave this order. And, making me even hornier, he did it. He was on all fours, crawling in circles, making pathetic barking sounds. We all were laughing at him.
“Enough of that, asshole, get up and keep dancing. And now take your shirt off.” As he started, the guys got into it. “Take it off, take it off,” they started chanting. He slowly lifted his shirt off, all the while moving, revealing his torso. To be honest, he had a small belly, but his pecs, shoulders, and upper torso were amazing. “Nice daddy nipples, shit face.” I loved insulting and humiliating him, this total power was turning me on. I had to be careful not to make myself come just by talking!
But I wanted to feel him now. I got up and walked over to him, and squeezed his nipples. “You like your young master feeling you, don’t you?”
“Yes, Master, I do.” He winced a little as I pinched, but then I wanted to experience him more. I took off my shirt, which caused him to gasp a little. “You are such a fucking horny bitch, so obviously turned on by your gorgeous young masters.”
I pressed my body up against him, and felt his arms, and his back. He was powerful, I loved the sensation. And this man was my toy to do with as I pleased. I did this for a few minutes, enjoying every moment. But now it was time to get hotter.
But first, a little test. I put my hand on his chin, and my finger on his lips. I pushed a little in, and he opened his mouth. I inserted my finger, and he massaged it with his tongue and lips. The other guys let out an excited “Ooh!” I looked him right in the face and said, “You horny slave.” “Yes, Master,” came the reply.
“Take off your pants.” Just saying that turned me on. Ordering someone to pull down their pants is an amazing demonstration of superiority. And knowing that he was going to go all the way, at my order, made me feel very powerful.
He did it slowly, erotically. He was nicely built, and I enjoyed watching him. I saw my friends were turned on as well. He was focused on undoing his zipper, and had stopped moving, so I yelled at him, “I didn’t give you permission to stop dancing. Keep moving, asshole. Show us how horny you are for your teenage Masters.” The guys laughed and again started chanting “Take it off!”
This guy was completely turned on by us. He fumbled with his zipper while trying to swivel his hips. It was hysterical. We laughed at him, and taunted him. “Big daddy can’t wait to strip naked!” He got the zipper open, and lowered the sides of his pants, much as a stripper would do. As he got past his underwear, his bulge was obvious. The pants went down to the floor, and he stepped out of them, now just wearing underwear.
“You can stop dancing now, you’re terrible at it.”
“I know, sorry master.”
“Come stand in front of me,” I ordered. He obeyed. I put my hand on the inside of his knee, and began to gently tease him. I moved my hands slightly up on the inside of his legs, and then down again. “Turning you on, right?”
“Yes, Master. Very much.”
I continued to play with his inner thighs, going up and getting closer to his private parts. “I love when I meet an old horny shithead like you. I can strip you and spank you and say anything I want to you, and you’re going to be my nude toy. You’re going to give me and my friends all the pleasure we want, and you will have no dignity left.”
By now, the top of my hand was rubbing on the bottom of his underwear. He let out a slight moan, clearly enjoying himself. “Turn around,” I ordered. Now it was time to start revealing things. I reached into the top of his elastic, and pulled the underwear down revealing his ass. “Who wants to go first?” My friend on the right volunteered. He leaned in and gave a sharp smack. This horny old guy bent over to make it easier. We all took turns spanking his ass.
After it was turning red, it was time to complete the humiliation. I pulled the underwear back up, a little too high, teehee. Love a good wedgie. Then I turned him around to face us. “Take off your underwear, bitch. Get naked for your masters.” He couldn’t wait to do this. He pulled the underwear down, and his dick jumped out of the elastic. He bent down to take the underwear off his feet, and then stood up straight in front of us, completely nude. I got up and walked straight over to him and looked him in the eye.
“Do you love me?” With my right hand, I reached in and felt his balls. Then I slowly slid my hand up, fondling his cock. “I hope you love me, because I’m playing with your dick and balls. It would be pretty humiliating if you didn’t. Actually, it’s humiliating anyway, right?” He was so horned up he could only just nod. I just kept on feeling his private parts. I love that power, to grab someone there and do whatever I want.
I started smacking his dick side to side. The guys laughed as I did this. One of them got up and started smacking it back. We were playing ping-pong with his cock. All the guys laughed at this.
“Hey,” my other friend said, “I want see him dance some more!” We all agreed, and he took a step back and began his awkward dancing once more.
But now he was nude, so this was hot. His dick was a rock. We were this guy’s fantasy, dancing in the buff for the pleasure of three hot teenage college guys. He swiveled his hips, he bent down and stood up again, did squats, turned around and shook his ass. Heck, he even spanked his own ass for our pleasure. A completely naked and horny older slave. All of us had rock-solid hard-ons.
“Lap dances, slave, lap dances for each of us. Get over here, nude shit.” “Yeah,” growled the guys, adding scorn to his shame. This drove him nuts. Now he was going to get to rub his stuff on our young hot bodies. As he came over, the other guys took off their shirts too. He gasped, and made a little speech.
“You masters are the hottest guys I’ve ever seen. I am totally horny for you, I deserve to be your nude toy, whenever you want. My dick and balls and everything are yours to play with. You are all so unbelievably hot, you own me.”