Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2016 19:43:22 +0000 (UTC)
From: Beaumonte Bill <oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ass Master Part 1

Ass Master (part 1)

This series extends the Addicted to Cock series, but with a new Dom, who
expands Jim's limits in entirely new ways.  I hope you enjoy this work of
fiction.

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I had served Bill, my first Dom for two years, during which time he made me
voluntarily do one humiliating act after another, usually involving piss.
He knew that I was addicted to cock and would do nearly anything just to be
able to suck him.  I actually had plenty of regulars to suck, but there was
something really compelling about Bill's "take charge" attitude that
attracted me in ways that I simply didn't understand.

Sadly Bill moved out of town about five years ago and I have been seeking
dominant men since then.  I joined Fetlife.com, which supported the BDSM
lifestyle, thinking there would be plenty of Doms to be found there.  I
contacted many of them in my area, with a message headed "May I blow you?",
but most told me that they were only into women.  I did blow a few guys who
talked dirty to me and called me a sissy faggot, but had yet to find anyone
as Dom as Bill was.

One day I saw a posting on Craiglist titled "Ass Master Looking For Sub".
I opened it and read the following with interest:

"Looking for a sub faggot who will give his ass to my family, and is open
to expanding their anal capabilities."

It sounded interesting, and the "family" part intrigued me, so I wrote him
back and said I wasn't entirely sure what he wanted, but I would be willing
to meet him and explore the possibilities.

Mike responded and gave me an address and asked if I could be there
tomorrow night at 7pm.  I confirmed our meeting immediately.

I rushed home after work the next day and took an enema, expecting that
anal sex would be involved.  I showered and had dinner and checked my email
before I left.

I had an email from Mike who said, "One special condition: you must be
naked whenever you are with any member of my family.  The side door to the
garage will be unlocked when you arrive.  Come in and undress, leaving your
clothes on a chair I've placed there for you.  Come in the house and
announce yourself."

I was glad I checked my email and dashed off a response confirming that I
would comply.  I drove to the address Mike gave me and pulled into his
driveway.

I entered the side door and began to undress.  My heart was racing as I
anticipated the unknown kinkiness that lay ahead.  By the time I was naked
I was fully hard, and entered the house and announced, "I'm here!"

I heard a woman come to greet me and introduced herself as Helen, Mike's
wife.  She was fully clothed, and I felt a little nervous, having never
been naked before a clothed woman before, except my wife.  She was wearing
a light blue blouse and a dark blue skirt, and looked really pretty.  I may
be a cocksucker, but I do like women.

She took hold of my cock and gave me a few friendly squeezes, and then led
me into the living room where Mike and his son Mark were waiting.  After
making introductions, Mike began to explain the conditions:

1) You will always be naked when with any of us.  2) You are expected to be
obedient to all of us.  None of us will ask you to do anything harmful, and
you need to do what we say, no matter how humiliating you think it is.  3)
You will experience enemas, anal intercourse, and insertion of a variety of
objects up your ass, and this will occur many times.  4) Your ass will be
stretched to take large objects, which may cause you pain.  If the pain is
too intense, you are to tell us and we will give you an opportunity to
rest, but you will need to continue after a rest.  5) There may be some
spanking, especially if you need to be punished, but our main focus will be
on anal.  6) We will take pictures and videos, which may be posted on a
private website, but will not expose you to friends or family, or the
public in general.

"Do you agree with these conditions?", Mike asked.

I realized that I would be agreeing to a lot of unknowns – I'm fine with
anal, but how extreme would this be?  Helen had been stroking my cock and
in my aroused state I knew I could not refuse, so I said, "Yes, but I would
like to give some blowjobs."

"Mike and Mark looked at each other and smiled, saying, "There will be
plenty of blowjobs – every faggot needs to swallow cum!"

"Let's get started then," said Helen, leading me by my cock into a bedroom.
This bedroom had no bed, but a device that looked like a sawhorse with
padding on the top.  Helen released my cock and told me to wait while she
got ready.

Mike and Mark approached and unzipped, taking out their cocks.  I dropped
to my knees and sucked Mike while I stroked Mark to erection.  Mike had a
very large cock – perhaps eight inches and two inches across.  I
wondered when I would feel him in my ass.

Mark's cock was smaller, but he wasn't finished growing yet.  He had to be
nearly seven inches, and not as thick as Mike.  I was sure I could take
Mark up my ass, but wasn't so sure about Mike.  Then I realized that if
Mike wanted my ass, he was going to have it!

I pulled off Mike and began to suck Mark, who took hold of my head and
began to face-fuck me.

Helen entered the room and said, "Hey, I thought you said it would be
ladies first!"

"Sorry dear," said Mike, "Just warming up – go ahead and get started."

Mark led me by the arm to the sawhorse device and told me it was a fuck
bench.  He had me lay on my belly on it and strapped my ankles and wrists
to the legs, holding me in place.

Helen stood in front of me and lifted her skirt to reveal a strap-on dildo.
"This is a small one," she assured me, "but I will eventually be able to
take much larger ones."

She went to the other end of the bench and applied some lube to my ass, and
put a finger in, then several.

"Have you ever been fisted?" she asked.

"No," I replied, beginning to fear.

"We won't do it today," she said, "But your ass seems like it has lots of
potential."

She slipped all four fingers and her thumb into me and began to open me up.
"Stop!" I shouted, and she paused, but left her hand in place.

It felt like she was trying to fist me anyway, and she had definitely found
my limit!

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To be continued ...

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.  –Bill
(oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)

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