One group just wanted Adam to lie on the floor while they jacked off and laced his body with their cum. Another group kept a cum bucket while they fucked him and when they were done with him they poured some of it all over Adam, and then put a funnel in his ass and slowly poured the cum in until it completely overflowed. They had bent Adam over a table with his head touching the floor, his legs on the table and his ass straight up in the air. When his ass was full of cum, a dildo was inserted in his ass and pushed in and out causing cum to run out and down Adam’s back. The guys doing that were super drunk and thought it was hilarious. They kept it up until they ran out of cum then passed Adam along to another group. Late in the second day, around four am, things had really quieted down and the only people not resting were circled around Adam, who had been laid on a table with his ass at the end so he could be fucked while they stood up.
The cum bucket under him was full but two more men stepped up after the last man fucking Adam had finally cum with a long groan while slowly fucking his hole. Both men put their dicks in Adam’s ass and pushed in as far as they could then pumped him hard. It was pretty quiet and the cum being pushed in and out made a sloshing sound. While they were at it, someone got up on the table and picked up Adam’s head and squirted his cum into Adam’s open mouth. When he was done, he asked someone to hold Adam’s head up and pull it back, and then the man pissed into Adam’s mouth in a long stream. Someone else thought that was a great idea and soon there was a line of men who pissed in long streams into Adam’s mouth while someone held his head and someone kept his mouth open. There were two lines then, a fuck line and a piss line. It was sure easier than trying to get into a bathroom to piss.
Another few hours and the party was over. Adam had come down from the drugs and after Jon got him showered and cleaned up, Adam was chained in and promptly fell into a long, deep sleep. A few people trickled in to fuck Adam during that time but not even that woke him. They fucked him anyway. He was an old slut who needed his sleep.
It was mid afternoon when Adam finally woke up. Jon made him eat and drink water and cleaned him up since he had more cum leaking out of his ass. Alan wanted Adam brought to his suite at four pm and Jon leashed Adam up and they moved slowly to see Alan. When Jon was gone, Alan told Adam to suck him like he always did.
Alan told Adam that he’d been a decent fuck slut over the years, but that he was old now, and even leasing his services was no longer lucrative enough to bother with. He was holding Adam’s head down tightly in his groin. Adam was scared hearing this and tried to get up but Alan wouldn’t let him and in fact told Adam to suck him harder, now, or else, and to listen to him and to not stop sucking him.
Adam was terrified now but kept on while his master spoke some more. “I’m close to filling your mouth with my cum, slut. Suck me harder and faster. Mmm…like that, keep going. So, what I’ve decided is that I’ll be putting you up for auction the day after tomorrow. I know you’ll miss being pampered like you’ve been while you’ve been here, but that’s not really my concern. Um, almost there, harder, slut, don’t slow down now. You know how to suck me better than that. Come on, fucker, ahhh, yeah, swallow it, slut.”
Alan pulled out and as usual wiped his dick off on Adam’s face. “The morning after tomorrow, Jon will take you to the weekly slave auction and you’ll be sold to a new master. Your ass damn well better bring me a nice chunk of change. Well, we’ll pretty you up and maybe they won’t notice how old you are. I probably waited too long.”
Adam knelt at his master’s feet, eyes downcast, and he was trembling. This was the worst possible thing that could happen. His master didn’t want him, and bad things would be happening. Adam had heard the stories at a very young age about what happened when fuck slaves got old. He thought his master cared for him but he didn’t. Alan spoke again but Adam’s eyes remained downcast because he knew his master would be displeased if he looked him in the eye. Adam didn’t want to upset him any more.
“Okay, slut, so starting now, everyone in the household will be entitled to a goodbye fuck, and you are to service all of them. Do you understand everything I’ve told you? This is goodbye.”
“Yes, master.”
“I’ll be in for a goodbye fuck too. Good, Jon, there you are. Get the slut out of here and make him pretty for the staff who’ll be fucking him.”
One by one the staff came to Adam’s room and found him laid out for them to fuck, and fuck him they did, some sneaking back in for seconds. He had been bound to a stock, head and ass ready to fuck, and was left that way until the night before he was to leave his master. After most of the staff had fucked him at least once, Alan came for his last fuck. He looked at the half filled cum bowl on the floor between Adam’s outstretched legs, and remarked that he’d barely been touched by the looks of the cum bucket.
Alan took his sweet time and fucked Adam for an hour or so, and leaving bruises after he slapped him again and again. He slammed into Adam one last time, unloading his cum in spurts, grunting and slapping Adam’s ass, then pulling out and wiping his dick across Adam’s ass. He went and stood in front of Adam’s face and slapped his cheek and said, “Are you grateful you felt my cum one last time?”
“Yes, master.”
“I thought so,” Alan said. “After they take you away tomorrow morning, I’m moving my new young fuck slut, Jason, here to this room. I can’t wait to feel his tight little hole around my dick. Jason loves dick and I’m sure he’ll be grateful for mine.”
The next morning, Jon had Adam shower, and dressed him in tight jeans and a tee shirt and made him get into his cage. Adam was taken to the auctioneer and Jon and the driver left after saying goodbye to Adam who cried when they left. The auctioneer chained him to a stake and placed his cage in back of the stake. People milled around all morning looking over the slaves. The people looking could only afford third rate slaves and at his advanced age and frequency of use Adam was considered sub prime.
Men talked about Adam while standing right in front of him. A lot of what they said scared him. Some wondered if a fuck slave could be a pain slave too, and there was quite a bit of debate about that, but someone pointed out that he was a pretty slut so probably wouldn’t be very good with pain at this point in his life.
Adam was taken to the auction block at mid afternoon. His pants were pulled down then pulled back up. The bidders wanted to see his dick before they bid on him. There was general agreement that he had a great dick anyway.
Adam was sold for five thousand dollars to a man in a decent looking suit which gave Adam some amount of hope that he might be a man of character who would know how to use a fuck slut. He heard the man say to another, “Get him in his cage and put him in the trunk. I don’t want him smelling up my car.”