Date: Wed, 16 Aug 2006 11:32:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: NiteSearcher2000 <nitesearcher2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Pool Table and My Balls Chapter 28/Bestiality Version

This story is not completely fictional. Nor is it the
truth and nothing but the truth. The names have
definitely been changed to protect the guilty. We are
all disease free and stay that way by protecting
ourselves whenever we play with anyone but each other.
Descriptions of unprotected sex are fictional because
I'm imaginative and not stupid.

You know the rules... Don't read this if you're a
minor or are offended by gay or BDSM expression. Don't
even think about reproducing or publishing it without
my permission. Remember, I have sadistic friends who
like to punish people! <<evil grin>>

Special Note:
The full text of this story can be found in the
authoritarian section. This chapter has two different
endings. This one involves bestiality for those of you
who are into it.

Quick summary:
Steven and his boy are in a BDSM relationship that has
taken many twists and turns as it has developed and
this is just one of many.


Chapter 28

They leave me alone outside for a long time, which
usually means that they're putting a lot of planning
into whatever is going to happen. Steven's lecture
when he returns confirms to me that something big is
planned. "Listen carefully. I know you've been really
trying hard and behaving really well. Don't fuck it up
tonight. I want you to take everything we throw at you
with respect and obedience. No arguments, no begging,
no hesitating. In fact I want outward signs of
gratitude for all that happens. I want the perfect
slave tonight. One who knows his place and is grateful
for it. We both know you get off on this; I want
everyone else to know it too. In fact, whatever
happens I want you to go above and beyond what's
expected. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, Sir." I'm hit with that now very familiar
combination of desire and dread. Sexually, it's what I
want and he's right, we both know it. Fuck, everyone
knows it. My dick is already straining against the
cock cage and my stomach and crotch are aching with
desire. I'd do just about anything to cum. Thinking
about what he said I realize there's no time like the
present. "Thank you, Sir for giving me what I need and
for taking responsibility for me." I bow down and kiss
his feet as I say it. "I love you, Steven. I really
do. I promise I'll behave so you can be proud of me
tonight." I kiss his feet some more."

His reaction is strong and immediate. "You are so
fucking hot! FUCK! You drive me nuts. I want to fuck
you right now!" He grabs his crotch through his pants
to show me he's hard already. He sits beside me and
pulls my head into his lap. "I love you too. You know
that right? And I'm already proud of you. You don't
have to do anything to make me proud of you. I want to
push you to the edge tonight. I want to put you to the
wall and hold you there. It's gonna be hell for you
but it will be worth it, I promise. It's gonna be so
fucking hot for everyone."

My stomach clenches and my dick jerks inside the cock
cage. He can see how tight it is with my dick trying
to swell up inside of it. He asks a stupid question,
"You must be so horny, aren't you?" I pathetically nod
yes. "You must really want to cum?" I want to say no
shit Einstein but I know better and just nod again. He
pets the side of my face. "Okay, here's the deal. You
do everything right tonight and you can cum. In fact
I'll even take the cage off if you promise not to play
with yourself or even touch your own dick without my
permission. Promise?"

"Yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir!"

"Don't thank me yet, you still have to earn it. I'll
even make it better for you. I won't put the cage back
on until you ask me to. How about that?"

What the fuck is he thinking? Why would I ever ask for
it to be put back on? I'd have to be nuts! I jump at
this deal. Kissing his feet again I agree and thank
him for the opportunity. His smile unsettles me. "Want
to bet me that you'll beg me to put it back on you?"
He lets that hang there. "You'll bow before me, kiss
my feet, and beg for it back." The silence that
follows is tense and he lets it hang between us.
Finally, he walks back inside leaving me to wait,
wonder, and worry about what is coming

Their mood is serious and ominous when they come out
to get me. They speak only to each other, not to me at
all. A leather collar is placed around my neck and a
heavy leather leash is attached to that. David pulls
me up from all fours to a kneeling position by the
collar and braces me against his leg while Steven
takes off the chastity device. I'm momentarily
relieved until Steven attaches a heavy leather ball
splitter around my balls, and then pushing me back
down on all fours he puts leather restraints around my
ankles. Leather straps are used to connect my balls to
my ankles making it where I have to stay on all fours
and crouched down low and back to avoid pulling on my
balls. Wrist restraints are added as well as
restraints around my thighs just above the knee with
leather straps from my wrists to my knees. This keeps
me on all fours and makes it impossible for me to
stand.

The command to move is given simultaneously along with
a hard smack across my ass. I try to crawl forward but
get nowhere. It takes me a couple of tries to
coordinate my arms and legs to move simultaneously
because they are strapped together. My balls are
yanked painfully because I moved more than the straps
from my balls to my ankles allow. I gasp in surprise
and pain as they laugh.

"Fucking perfect, man!" David compliments Steven.
Another smack to my ass gets me moving again. I slowly
get the hang of crawling like this. They stand around
me talking to each other about how I'm getting the
hang of it and how pathetic I look. Any thought that
they'd take pity on me are dashed when a rubber bit
gag is placed in my mouth and tightly fastened around
the back of my head. David wraps his arms around my
chest and pulls me up while Steven puts leather mitts
on my hands and ties them on tightly. David slides his
arms down and picks me up by my hips as Steven puts
light leather knee pads on me as well. I know these
are to protect my hands and knees when I crawl so I'm
obviously in this position for the long haul.

Kneeling next to me, Steven grabs me by the back of my
hair and turns my face to him. "Fucking pathetic. I've
never even seen slaves trussed up like you are. Fuck,
if you were an animal the SPCA would be coming to your
protection, but you're lower than that. What's below a
slave or an animal? A bitch-hole is. Right? Is that
what you are, a bitch-hole? My bitch-hole?" More
humiliating than his words is the reality that my cock
is rock hard and hanging between my legs for everyone
to see. It doesn't go unnoticed and David reaches from
behind and pulls it painfully backwards out from
between my thighs. I try to lower my head and
shoulders for some relief but Steven is holding me
tightly by my hair and I can't. They both laugh as
David pulls my hard cock further back and a low groan
escapes through the gag. Easing up slightly Steven
allows me to lower myself a little easing the pressure
on my dick. "Here, let me help you out." Steven pushes
my face down into the grass and holds it there as
David pulls my cock and balls even further back. I
whimper again and they laugh at me.

Steven suggests, "Jerk him off. Make him cum. Then
he'll really suffer and hate every fucking minute of
what happens." David strokes my cock fast and steady.
It's been so long since I've cum that I know it will
be quick and I panic because I know my tolerance goes
way down after I cum. I will hate every fucking minute
of whatever happens.

I moan into the gag. I scream into the gag. I try to
talk. "Please don't make me cum, please don't." I know
it doesn't come out clear enough for them to
understand me.

Steven asks, "What's that? Are you saying you don't
want to cum now?" I nod and say yes as best I can with
my face in the grass and the bit in my mouth hoping
he'll understand me. "Do you want the cock cage back
on? Is that what you're saying because that's the only
way I'll stop him from making you cum." I moan in
frustration and nod yes again. "I can't understand
you. If you want the cage back on kiss my feet and beg
me." Knowing I'm fucked I do it. I kiss his feet and
beg him to please put it back on me. "I told you you'd
beg me to put it back on you." David lets go of my
dick. "You're really doing good. Real good. You used
to think only with your dick. Now you're thinking with
your head. I don't have to put it on you if you can
control yourself. You made the right decision. I'm
proud of you." To everyone else he says, "Let's go.
It's time to take the boy to hell and back."

They walk me out to the garage by the leash. My
stomach clenches when we get there and I'm made to get
into a plastic dog crate for transport and they lift
the crate into the back of my SUV. I lower myself to
the floor and brace myself against the side to keep my
balance as we ride. I can't help but think about the
reality that I'm buck assed naked and bound like an
animal while we ride through the city. I hope and pray
we don't get pulled over by a cop and I'm glad it's
finally getting pretty dark outside.

After parking, I'm carried into what I can see through
the vents and the metal cage door is the club. I'm
left in the middle of the floor while they all greet
the others and grab a beer. My ass is facing the cage
door because I'd crawled in and there isn't enough
room to turn around. It's embarrassing that guys are
all looking in the cage out of curiosity and I'm
totally exposed to them. They make all kinds of lewd
comments and some of them poke my asshole or my balls
with various objects.

The place gets pretty quiet, which makes me nervous.
Some guy breaks the silence, "Look at the fucking TV
screen. Oh fuck, man, I can't believe it. No fucking
way." I strain to see what they're looking at and want
to die when I realize they're watching what happened
to me at Josh and Joey's this afternoon. I didn't
realize they'd video taped it and can't believe
they're showing it to everyone here. Part of me wants
to close my eyes but the curiosity is too strong. I
can't help but watch along with everyone else. I can
hear occasional comments being made.

"Holy shit, look at him sucking off a fucking dog!
That dog's cock is huge."

"What a fucking pig."

"Oh fuck, that's fucking disgusting. I can't believe
anyone would do that."

I wanted to run and hide but had nowhere to go. I was
thankful to be in the crate. At least that gave me
some cover, though not much. I didn't realize how long
it had all taken until I had to endure watching it. It
was a very brief and momentary relief when it ended
but a split second later I heard Steven announce, "Get
the bitch out here for everyone to see."

I could feel my face burning with embarrassment as I'm
dragged backward out of the crate.

"Oh fuck it's him." One guy calls out.

"It's a bitch so it can't be a him." Someone else
calls out and everyone laughs.

Steven's one word command is strong, "Sit!" Dammit!
I'm in too deep to stop now and I promised him^Å I lean
back on my legs. The straps make it where I end up
sitting in a typical dog position. I scan the room and
quickly take everyone in. Michael, my boss, Steven's
brother Craig, John, Cliff, others I recognize. Fuck!
Their eyes bore into mine in the split second it takes
me to make eye contact and then look away.

Adding to my humiliation is the fact that my hard dick
is pointing straight into my stomach and easily seen
in this position, which I'm sure is why he made me sit
this way. Just in case anyone missed it he points it
out. "Your dick is hard so you must like it. You
little bitch-hole. You're fucking turned on by this
aren't you? I asked you a question bitch, answer it."
I nod my head yes as I try to say Yes, Sir through the
bit. "They can't hear you." He takes the bit gag off
of me and asks me again, "You're turned on by this
aren't you?"

"Yes, Sir."

"I think we should give everyone a live performance.
You'd like that, wouldn't you, bitch?"

I want to give him a cop out answer like it's whatever
you want, Sir, or if it pleases you, Master, but I
remember his lecture before we left the house. I might
as well go all the way and give him exactly what he
wants. This is going to happen either way so I might
as well do it right.

"Yes please, Master. Please." I lean forward and lick
his boots. The guys clap and cheer as I do it.

"You have to earn it and you'll suffer dearly for it.
You know that right? Do you still want it?"

"Yes, Master. Please." I feel the wetness of my precum
dripping down my shaft and I look up to see a wet spot
spreading on his jeans at the top of the outline of
his boner. I take a deep breath as I turn along with
everyone else to watch Joey bring in Butch and this
time notice Josh working the video camera. I close my
eyes for a minute to find my headspace, my sub-space,
and prepare for what I'm about to do.

The crowd goes wild when Joey walks in with Butch and
they see how really big he is. Though leashed, Butch
comes directly to me. I rise to all fours for him. It
only takes a couple of seconds to realize that I'm his
only focus and the crowd does not distract him. Joey
unclips his leash and steps back. Butch circles me
several times sniffing my ass and even licking it. He
puts his face under me and licks the precum off my
dick. Unbelievably, it feels good and I have to
restrain myself from moving toward an orgasm as he
licks my shaft with his big tongue. He comes to my
face and licks me with his enormous tongue. He licks
my lips and even tries pushing his tongue into my
mouth. I catch Steven's eye and his raised eyebrow
tells me what he wants me to do. I swallow hard and
open my mouth to let Butch invade it with his tongue.
Steven smiles.

His pink dick emerges from his sheath. I know what I
have to do and resign myself to doing it. I lean under
him and lick it. It takes me a minute to adjust to the
idea of what I'm doing and to get used to the taste
and texture. His dick extends further and thickens
more. I can hear the comments about how big it's
getting. It's big enough for me to suck on now and
he's pushing into my mouth. I can feel it engorging in
my mouth as it sprays precum. His knot pops out of its
sheath and he tries to push it into my mouth. I can
hear the guys talking about it in a blur of reality
and surrealism. I let them get a good look at his big
dick and engorged knot before letting it slide into my
mouth. I can't hold all of him and still breathe so I
have to back off him and let him push into me again. I
let this happen a bunch of times before pulling off
and dropping my face to the floor and leaving just my
ass for him.

Frustrated he circles me quickly. It takes him a very
short time to find my ass and he mounts me
immediately. He's heavy and I'm pinned down this way.
He fucks air for a couple of thrusts before connecting
with my hole and poking at it until he pushes in hard
and fast. His whole effort is to get in deeper and
bury his knot inside of me. I push back to help him. I
can't help but groan loudly as his knot slips in. He
fucks me hard and fast. He pistons in and out faster
than any guy ever could. The last time he fucked me he
had already cum once. This time he is much bigger and
it is much more intense. He's totally focused and
fucking me in a frenzy. The outward pull is much
stronger than getting fucked by a guy because the knot
just pulls my asshole from the inside out.

Suddenly, his push is all forward motion. He's pushing
into me with all the strength of his hind legs and I
realize he's dumping his load inside me. He's pushing
so hard I can't help but move forward and guys
actually have to move out of my way. Finally he stops
pushing and tries to pull out. His knot hasn't gone
down enough to pull out of me and in frustration he
turns trying to pull out. He drags me backward as I
try to relax enough to release him, but still can't.
While he's still pulling me, Joey comes up to hold him
and calm him down. I'm so thankful for his help. Now
that I'm not being dragged backward by my asshole I
can relax more and then his knot pops out of me
followed by a gush of his cum.

Steven clips my leash back on as Joey clips on Butch's
leash. They simultaneously give us the command to sit
and we both obey. David brings out two bowls of water
and places them in front of us and we both bend over
to drink from them as everyone talks about what they
just saw.

Michael and my boss come over. With his arms crossed
in front of his chest Michael asks Steven, "Time for
him to pay?"

"Yep." Steven casually hands him my leash.

"Let's go bitch." Pulling me by my leash he leads me
toward the dungeon area where all the equipment is.
His stride is long and fast and I'm struggling and
yanking the hell out of my balls in my effort to crawl
beside him and keep up. Reaching where he wants me to
be he simply drops my leash and commands me to,
"Stay!" He pulls his belt from his jeans and folds it
in half. Stepping behind me his whack across my ass
can be heard throughout the room and gets everyone's
attention. They gather around to watch him strap my
ass with his belt. Each strike burns my ass. I can
feel the heat rising along with the color. He is slow
and methodical. Each strike is well placed and
precise. He covers my entire rump. I stay in place by
shear will and discipline. I barely make a sound but
the tears stream down my face at about the same rate
as my precum is dripping out of my cock. I hear the
word crimson to describe the color of my aching ass.

I'm relieved when he stops and grabs me by my hair and
turns my face to him. "I hope you don't think that was
your punishment for being a low life scum sucking
bitch-hole. We haven't even started on you yet. Every
fucking time I think you've hit bottom you go lower.
You so fucking deserve to suffer for what you do." He
lets go of my hair and I immediately kiss his boots
and thank him for punishing me. I can see the shock on
his face and without thinking he ruffles my hair
before catching himself.

The straps are undone and I'm pulled into a standing
position. It's a good thing they hold me because I'm
definitely a bit wobbly on my legs. They have to hold
me as my legs are attached to a spreader bar. It
spreads them so wide they have to continue to hold me
because I can't balance myself with them spread this
far apart. My wrists are attached to a spreader bar
just as wide and it is hoisted up toward the ceiling
until I am tightly spread eagled.

My feet are still firmly on the ground holding my
weight but my arms maintain my balance. I feel totally
exposed and vulnerable this way. My boss stands in
front of me and stares me in the eyes. I swallow hard
as he slowly pulls on a pair of rubber gloves. "You're
a fucking mess. You have dog spooge leaking out your
ass and dried spit and dog juice on your face. I won't
even fucking touch you without gloves on. You disgust
me." I instinctively try to wipe my face on my arm but
I can't reach it stretched out this way. He snickers.

Walking behind me he slides a finger up my ass using
the juices from butch as lube. Then a second finger,
and then a third invade my ass. Oh fuck, the pressure
as he pushes a fourth one in is tremendous and I
realize he used two fingers from each hand and is
prying my asshole open. I feel the wetness dripping
from inside of me and I'm even more embarrassed. I
feel a heavy pressure and know that he's pushing
something big up my ass. Oh fuck it hurts. I bear it
silently trying to breathe as he pushes it in. It must
be a butt plug because it slips in place and stays
there. I breathe deep trying to adjust to it inside of
me. He steps in front and pulls the gloves off. I'm
confused. This can't be it but I can't figure out
what's happening.

Reaching between my legs he pulls a black control box
with wires attached and a split second after I figure
out what's happening the electric current shoots
through my asshole and up my insides. I buck back and
forth and groan loud and deep with the intensity of
it. He smiles as he shuts it off. "Something for you
to look forward to." I breathe deep in anticipation of
what's coming.

Michael steps up and removes the ball splitter.
Removing it hurts as the blood rushes back in. Roughly
grabbing my cock and balls he pulls them through a
hole in a board. I can see metal strips in the board.
He works my cock until it is hard and then places a
plexi-glass cover over the board and tightens it down
with wing nuts. He keeps tightening it down crushing
my balls and cock between the board and the
plexi-glass. I can't help but moan as my balls flatten
out beneath the glass. My cock, which has a slight
upward curve, is flattened out as well. He attaches
several wires to conductors on the board and I try to
steady my breathing. He lets go and I feel the weight
of the board pulling down on my genitals. Using a box
similar to the one my boss is holding he turns a
switch and the current starts at the base of my balls
and runs up my dick in a sharp, rhythmic pattern. I
buck again like I did before. He too smiles as he
shuts it off. "Something else for you to look forward
to."

They step aside for Steven. He's holding two small
nightsticks. He hits one lightly on my bicep and the
pain goes right through my arm. I wince at the pain
and sag against it. "That wasn't even hard. In fact it
was very light." He hits my thigh and I wince again.
"This is easy. I can do this all night long" My other
arm explodes in pain. "Something else for you to look
forward to."

"Thank you, Sir." His smile is in his eyes and only
for me to see.

My back explodes in pain and I'm pushed forward by the
force of the blow. David steps in front of me holding
a flogger. "You didn't think I'd be left out of this,
did you?"

"Okay gentlemen. Let's teach this bitch about the
privileges of being a man and the price of being a
boy."

The current shoots up my ass making my insides
contract as it does. The rhythm is slow and intense.
Just as I begin to adjust to it the current is turned
up on my cock and balls. I try to crouch down but
can't move because of the way I'm restrained. It
starts at the base of my balls and works its way up to
the tip my dick. It feels like a thousand little razor
blades being scraped up my balls and my dick, but it's
like they're being scraped up the inside of it. Oh
fuck! This combined with the current up my ass making
my insides contract and pull in is very intense. I
wiggle and squirm around trying to deal with it until
my thighs explode in pain when Steven hits them both
at the same time. "Take it! Take it! Stay still and be
quiet or you'll really suffer." I try to get control
of myself wondering what really suffering would be if
this isn't it.

I buck up and take it. I struggle to stay still and
handle it. My boss holds the control up to my face so
I have no choice but to watch him turn it up higher
and a moan escapes my lips as I feel my insides
contract tighter. I whimper as Michael raises his
control in front of me. He talks low, "Ask me to turn
it up. Ask me to. You know you deserve it. You're
nothing but a low life. You do things no man would
ever do. You suck off and get fucked by dogs. You
drink piss. I've even seen you kiss shit. I've seen
you put your tongue on a man's shit." His words hit me
hard. Very hard. "Ask me for what you deserve."

"Please turn it up, Sir. Please give me what I
deserve." He hesitates. He waits. "Please do it." My
breath catches and I freeze up as it first rips its
way up my balls and then my cock. I gasp as it reaches
the very tip. I rise up to my toes involuntarily. The
nightsticks simultaneously hit my biceps and then my
thighs with the stern command to get back down. I cry
out my apologies and promises not to do it again. It
takes all of my self-control not to do the exact same
thing again as the current rips through me in a slow
and steady cycle.

They pull up bar stools and each grab a beer while
they watch me suffer. Oh fuck, how long are they going
to leave me like this? I fight back the panic. I look
around at all the guys watching me. The flogger
suddenly slashing across my back shocks me. David is
good at the flogger and he uses a steady pattern
working his way slowly and steadily down my back. Each
set is just a bit harder than the one before it and
occasionally his hit is very hard and stinging. My
back is on fire. This combines with the discomfort of
the electro stuff is almost overwhelming. He steps in
front of me and I practically sob as I thank him for
making me hurt more.

"Don't thank me until I'm done." The flogger slashes
across my stomach and then across each of my pecs. My
nipples hurt and then tingle from the leather hitting
them and then sliding across. He's not hitting nearly
as hard as on my back but my front is much more
sensitive. He puts small nipple clamps on and my
nipples explode in pain when he hits them with the
flogger. He hits my arms and my thighs along with the
rest of me. Every part of my body hurts. I lose all
track of time until I see them opening a second beer.
The tears roll silently down my face. "Oh poor boy, do
you think we feel bad because you're suffering? We
don't. We enjoy it. We get off on it. It's what you're
made for. You're made to suffer and we're made to
enjoy it. The fucked up part is that you really get
off on it too."

As he says that the current running through my cock
changes dramatically. It's much less intense and
faster. It feels really good. The current is cascading
up and down my dick and feels like someone is jerking
me off. The current up my ass changes as well. Now it
feels like someone is fucking me. It actually feels
like the butt plug is moving in and out. I know they
are both fully controllable and I've felt the
different patterns they can make but these two
together are awesome. I look over at them as they
continue to watch.

Steven speaks up, "Let's see what a fucking lowlife he
really is and how much he gets off on this. Answer
these questions bitch. David, every time he answers
yes hit him with the flogger. Do you like sucking
dicks?"

"Yes." The flogger lands across my back.

"Swallowing cum?"

"Yes." Another crack lands across my back. I know the
answer to all his questions will be yes and I'll be
hit for every one. My dick is feeling great and David
isn't hitting me that hard anyway.

"Do you drink piss?"

"Yes, Sir." He hits me again.

"Do you lick out guys asses?"

"Yes, Sir." He hits me again.

"Have you ever kissed shit?"

"Yes, Sir." He hits me harder for that one.

"Did you put your tongue on it and hold it there?"

"Yes, Sir." He hits me very hard for that one.

"Have you sucked off a dog more than once?"

"Yes, Sir." He hits me again.

"Have you been fucked by a dog more than once?"

"Yes, Sir." Another one. My dick is starting to pulse
and drip precum. It feels so incredibly good. The plug
up my ass is hitting my prostate just right and
driving me crazy.

"When was the first time you got dog fucked? How old
were you?" OH FUCK!! I'm shocked he asked me this.
He's the only one who knew until now. Dammit!

"I was nineteen. I lost a bet in college." David lands
a couple of good ones for that answer.

"Who'd you lose the bet to?"

"You, Sir. I lost it to you." My dick is going wild
and I'm actually getting close to cumming.

"Are you my bitch?"

"Yes, Sir." David is now flogging me in a steady flow
of moderate hits.

"And you obey every command I give you."

My breathing is getting rapid as I try to hold back my
orgasm. "Yes, Sir."

"And you suffer every pain and every humiliation I
decide you should have."

"Yes, Sir. Oh Sir, may I cum? Please may I cum? Oh man
I'm so close. Oh Please, Sir."

The silence is deafening. I fight to hold back.

"Do you love me?" He asks quietly.

"Yes, Sir. I do Sir. I'm so close to cumming. Please^Å
I'm trying to hold it back but I can't much longer
unless you make me hurt more. Please make me hurt
more! Please. I don't want to disobey you. Please help
me."

"Cum. You have my permission. Cum now."

I shoot a few seconds later. It is strong and intense
and lasts. The current up my ass keeps it going. The
pool of cum inside the plexi-glass is huge. My whole
body is jerking around. It's an awesome orgasm that's
not quitting. Oh fuck it is so good.

As it eases out I thank him profusely and sincerely.
After I thank him I thank all of them remembering what
he'd said to me.

I realize guys are talking about me. That I can shoot
a load while being tortured and humiliated like that
is incredible to them. That I ask for it, beg for it,
really want it, well that's just unbelievable. I also
hear them talking about how lucky Steven is and what a
good boy/slave/pig I am. I'm made to hang there and
listen for a while before being taken down and dragged
out to be cleaned up.

A bunch of guys follow us out to watch. I'm dragged
out back, bent over an old sawhorse and my wrists and
ankles are clipped to the legs of the sawhorse
securing me in place in a sort of spread eagle
position. The water is pretty cold coming from the
hose as my ass and legs are hosed off. Steven aims the
hose at my face and hoses my mouth off. Sticking the
end of the hose in my mouth he tells me to rinse and I
do it. Moving behind me he slides the end of the hose
up my ass and fills me with water with a command to
hold it. It's only for a short time until he tells me
to expel it. It's really embarrassing and humiliating
with everyone watching. He does it again and again
makes me expel it in front of everyone. I shiver as
I'm hosed off from head to toe, released, and dragged
back in crawling and dripping wet. I'm led directly to
my boss.

Handing him my leash Steven tells him, "Do what you
want to him."

Pulling me up by my leash and my hair he bends me over
a table and kicks my legs apart. He slaps lube on my
ass and pushes his fingers up before opening the front
of his pants and letting his fuck tool free. With one
strong push he pokes his cock through my hole and
pushes it in until his balls slap against my ass. I
gasp from the pressure of his dick plowing into me. He
fucks me hard pulling his cock out of me and pushing
it back through my hole hard and fast. He pulls out
and grabs my balls. He pulls me back by my balls until
I make contact with his cock and then he slams it into
me. The guys stand around encouraging him to fuck me
harder. He does it in this pattern for a while before
grabbing my hair and pulling my head back, pushing my
chest into the table, and fucking me faster. He pushes
my face down onto the table and places his weight
against me as he shoots his load up my sore ass. When
his orgasm subsides he pulls my face to his cock and
makes me suck him dry and lick him clean. Handing my
leash back to Steven he thanks him for sharing his
bitch with him and then leaves saying nothing to me.

Without a word Steven hands my leash to David. David
pulls me tight plastering my face into his crotch and
grinding into me. Using his free hand he opens his
pants and pulls out his big, thick, meaty cock and big
balls. He pulls my face into him again and I smell his
scent and feel the roughness of his pubes scratching
across my lips and face. Grabbing the back of my head
he pulls me away, aims his cock at my mouth and slams
it in. He pushes it down my throat until I'm plastered
into his pubes with his balls against my chin. I can't
breathe and fight back the panic and struggle against
the impulse to try to breathe. He holds me there just
long enough that I desperately grab at the side of his
thighs ineffectively because of the mitts I'm still
wearing. He lets me slide off his shaft just long
enough to grab a breath and then pushes his cock in
deep and hard. I work his cock with my mouth and
tongue in an effort to make him cum quicker.

It takes him a while and I'm exhausted by the time
he's ready to shoot. I'm sweating, my eyes are
tearing, my nose is running, drool and precum are
dripping down my chin, and his cock is soaked and
slick with my spit. He holds the head of his dick at
the rim of my lips and shoots his load into my mouth.
I have to swallow twice to keep from letting any drip
from my mouth. It's strong and bitter and there's a
lot of it. He holds me on his dick even after he's
done shooting. I feel him tensing and relaxing and I'm
not surprised when my mouth is filled with his hot
piss. He shoots his piss in hot bursts. I swallow most
of it but some dribbles down my chin and pools on the
floor. I keep drinking until he's done. Dropping my
leash, he allows me to bend lower to lick up what I've
spilled. While I'm down there I kiss his boots and
thank him.

I crawl back to Steven and kneel beside him. I'm
thrilled when he lowers his hand and pets me gently
and affectionately. I nuzzle into his leg. Craig walks
over to us. We're both shocked when he announces to
Steven, "I want to fuck him".

"You want to what?" Steven asks in amazement.

"I want to fuck him. I'm serious."

"Straight guys don't usually fuck other guys." Steven
probes deeper. We've talked about it and have both
been wondering if little brother has been questioning
his own orientation.

"He's not like other guys. Fucking him is different.
The idea of totally dominating another guy, just
taking him and doing whatever I want to him is hot. I
want to fuck him hard into total submission to me. I
want to show him who his superior is."

Steven hands him my leash with a wicked grin on his
face. "Here ya go. Have a field day."

Craig pulls me over to a barstool. "Get your ass over
the stool, hands and feet on the floor."

I obey him thinking to myself, "What the fuck got into
him?" I position myself over the stool with my pelvis
across the seat and my hands and feet on the floor.
It's hard for me to reach the floor and end up pretty
much bent in half. My hardening cock presses into the
seat. He pulls his belt out, folds it in half and
slaps it down across my ass. It's tentative and
hesitant, not very hard. The second one has more
confidence and power. With the third he claims his
place. He works the belt well up and down my ass, the
back of my thighs, and even my shoulders. He's not
hitting very hard but I'm already sore from the
belting Michael gave me and the flogging David gave so
even this bites.

At first I just take it but then I think about what
he'd said and I play it up. I cry and squirm around. I
beg him for mercy. I call him Sir and Master. I beg
him to stop and promise to do anything. He lands
several more good hits with the belt and I cry out for
real. He steps in front of me and pulls me up to his
cock. I take it in my mouth and suck it good. I work
it all around and take it all the way down. He fucks
my face pushing his cock all the way down like David
did. I struggle to stay balanced as well as trying to
breathe in between thrusts. I can feel he's rock hard.
He pulls out and steps behind me. He pushes his cock
into me with one long steady thrust. He fucks me in
slow, smooth strokes. He slides in and out slowly and
I really get into it. It feels really good. He's
obviously concentrating on it feeling good for him
rather than making it hurt for me. I slide further
back on the seat improving the angle for him and he
moans softly. I get off on his pleasure and slowly
match his strokes. His hands clamp tightly down on my
hips and he pushes in harder and pulls out slowly. His
breathing gets harder and faster. He goes up on his
toes and has more of a fucking down motion. He holds
his breath as he cums. I feel his cock twitching in my
ass as he shoots his load in me. He stays inside for a
couple of seconds and then pulls out.

I'm afraid that he might feel off about what happened
now that he came. I drop to my knees and kiss his
boots thanking him for putting me in my place and
showing me that he is superior to me. He pulls me up
to clean off his cock with my mouth.

He walks me back to Steven and hands him back my
leash. "Thanks, Bro. I owe you one."

"What are you going to do, let me fuck your
girlfriend?" Steven teases him.

"Maybe. When I get one, that is." He responds lightly.

"Want him? I'm trying to get out of feeding him." He
asks jokingly offering him the leash back.

"Nah. It's a good place to visit but I don't want to
live here." He says with no malice or judgment.
"Besides, you two are good for each other. I hope you
both realize how lucky you are. Good night guys."
Turning to me he says, "and you, welcome to the
family." He winks as he leaves.

Steven looks down at me, "Let's go home." We start
toward the door when I realize I'm naked. I don't say
anything and wait to see what he'll do when we get to
the door. He doesn't do anything but the security
guard stops us explaining that I can't go out front
naked. Steven looks at me very sternly.

I smile at him, "Thank you, Sir for telling me to make
sure that I always have an extra set of clothes in my
car. They're under the passenger seat, Sir." With a
smirk on my face I continue, "I really do listen to
you, you know."

Grinning ear to ear he says, "Yeah. I know you do.
That's because you're very smart." With a gentle touch
of his hand he adds, "You're the perfect boy. What
else could a man want?"

I smile all the way home and I fall asleep still
smiling with his dick inside of me with the weight of
him sound asleep on top of me thinking to myself,
"Yeah. What else could a man want?"