Date: Fri, 22 Dec 2006 10:52:01 -0800 (PST)
From: John Roberts <darkroad53@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boss's New Sub - Part Three (Authoritarian)

This is the continuation of my story that finds a male
confronted by his boss who discovers his
submissiveness and is determined to enslave him. If
you are offended by Master/slave sex, then go
elsewhere; otherwise enjoy my wild imaginings and
fantasy.

After unbuckling the leash and unlocking the cuffs, he
jerks out the butt plug and orders me to expel the
fluid. As I relieve myself, the pain begins to lessen,
but I am exhausted from the ordeal, and I try to sit
and rest for a few minutes. He knows what I am trying
to do, so he grabs me by the hair again and orders me
to crawl into the shower. "You're fucking here for my
pleasure and to serve me, CUNT!  Don't try to get away
with anything, or I'll make things ten times worse."
As I remain on all fours in the shower, he adjusts the
flow of the water and then sits down on my back. "This
is how it going to be CUNT. I'm going to give you the
rag and the soap, and you're going to wash me, head to
toe. Now get on your feet and get to work!"

I struggle to my feet still feeling the effects of the
punishment enema. Handing me the wet, soapy cloth, I
begin lathering his feet and his heavy calf muscles
follow by his thighs. When I near his ass, he turns
around and spread his ass cheeks revealing his
puckered hole. "Give it a long, deep  kiss, CUNT,
before you wash it." Closing my eyes, I first kiss his
asshole, and then I stick out my tongue to probe his
tight hole. The humiliation is devastating, and he
makes it worse by taunting me, "Ahh, feels good CUNT!
I'll make sure you get to do that again; maybe when I
have some friends over for a night of games. They'll
appreciate a good `ass lickin'."

Once I wash his ass to his satisfaction, he turns
around. "Wash my cock and balls. And do a good job.
After all, they are the reason you are here anyway." I
do as he says, gently lathering his heavy ball sac,
and his half-hard cock. As the water rinses away the
soap, I continue up his chest, around his shoulders
and down his back. He then lifts his arms and exposes
his hairy armpits. "Start licking, CUNT." His
masculine smell assaults my nostrils, but I dutifully
lick and suck as if they were his cock.  When he is
satisfied, he orders me back to my knees. "Put your
hands behind your back, look up at me, and open your
mouth." As soon as my mouth opens he lets go with a
hard, hot, stream of piss. As his piss fills my mouth,
he yells, "Swallow, CUNT! Drink my piss like I know
you want to." I gulp down all I can as his stream of
piss hits my face, hair, and mouth.

When he is finished, he surprises me by ordering me to
hold is cock in one hand, and his balls in the other.
"Suck just on the head of my cock, and milk it." I
cover the mushroom head with my warm, wet mouth,
closing my lips around the crown, and begin sucking. I
immediately feel his cock hardening. I suck him until
he is fully erect. Then he says, "Now that you've got
me hard, CUNT, its time you learn to use your tongue.
Keep sucking, but swirl your tongue around the head,
slowly at first, and then faster until I tell you to
stop."

I obey him completely knowing that I am under his
complete control. I suck his thick cock, and I swirl
my tongue, stopping to stick the tip of my tongue in
his piss slit. His groaning tells me that he approves,
so I continue working hard. This is much better than
being tied up and beaten. After several minutes, he
says, "Okay CUNT, now I want you to slide your tongue
up and down the shaft of my cock, lathering the whole
thing. Still holding his balls, I lick his cock shaft
up and down savoring the taste of his flesh. His cock
seems to get harder and longer, so I keep moving my
mouth and tongue heating him up suction and spit.

Then he says, "Every good cocksucker knows how to lick
and suck balls too, so get to work!" He balls are
larger than my mouth, so I lick and suck each one
separately making sure that each one is cover with my
spit. I suck one into my mouth and swirl my tongue
around it. Then I do the same to the other balls
feeling the hairy, soft skin with my tongue. Soon he
is groaning and orders me to lick the area between his
balls and his asshole. I strain to get my mouth in
place; when I do, he moans louder. "Ahh, that feels so
good, you fuckin' CUNT bitch. You're making the cum in
my balls boil! Get ready to eat your first hot load.
Quick! Put my cock back into your mouth, NOW!"

As soon as I get his cock in my mouth, he grabs my
head and begins thrusting his cock into my throat. I
have no choice but to open up or to gag until he cums
in me. I feel the head of his cock slam into the back
of my throat over and over. The more I relax, the
further his cock goes in. After several thrusts, I
feel his pubic hair hit my nose and eyes as his cock
goes down my throat. I keep my lips clenched around
his throbbing cock hoping that he will cum soon and
this rape will be over. I didn't know that cocksucking
could be so rough and violent. With my eyes watering
and my throat getting sore, he glares down at me and
laughs, "Won't be long now CUNT."

Then after several more thrusts, he legs tighten up
and he shouts loudly, "AHHHHH!" as he begins cumming
in my mouth. I swallow a much as I can hardly tasting
the first few globs as they shoot down my throat. Then
when he pulls his cock back a little, the remaining
cum shoots on my tongue, and I taste the full flavor
of his load. For the first time, I am able to eat it
all as he begins to slowly rock back and forth sliding
his cock in and out of my mouth as it softens and his
spasms subside. When he is finish, his cock is soft
and drops from my lips, wet with my saliva, but clean
of all cum.

He shoves me away and grunts, "Not bad for the first
time, CUNT. You have eaten cum before, haven't you,
CUNT?  You swallowed mine it like was honey.  Now
stand, and put your hands behind you your head and
spread your legs."  When I get into position, he cuffs
my wrists and ties them to the shower head.  Turning
on only the cold water, he grabs the enema bag and
tube again.  "I've got to clean your ass out again
CUNT.  Once isn't enough."  All I can do is manage a
groan and endure the punishment.  As the water begins
to flow into me again, my stomach distends and the
pain returns, making the cold shower even worse.

"Up on your toes, CUNT!"  I must look pathetic
standing on the balls of my feet, legs spread, an
enema tube up my ass, and my hands cuffed to the
shower head.  He taunts me, "Now this is what a cunt
slave should look like, submissive and totally
controlled.  I'm getting hot just looking at you. But
there is something missing."  For a moment he leaves
the shower.  When he returns, I find out what he means
when the lashes of a whip cut into my back.  Starting
from the top, he whips my back and arms, crisscrossing
the lashes; then he beats my ass cheeks and the back
of my legs all the way to my ankles.

This torture goes on and on until I break down and
begin pleading with him, "Please, please stop.  I'll
do anything you want."  When I drop to my feet, he
screams at me, "Get on your toes, CUNT, or I'll start
the beating all over again."  To show me he is
serious, he hits me again and again with the whip,
adding more welts to my already tortured body.
Finally, I please him by remaining silent and standing
high on my toes while enduring the beating.  Only then
does he stop. But I don't dare move.  First he turns
off the cold water, releases the cuffs and orders me
to the toilet.  Handing me the enema bag, I limp to
the toilet.  "Wait, CUNT.  One more thing. Get down on
your knees.  You've got to thank me for having mercy."
 I fall to my knees as he turns around, bends over and
uses his hands to spread his ass cheeks.  "Lick my ass
hole slave.  Show me how thankful you are that I am
treating you so well."  In complete disbelief and
submissiveness, I lean forward and with my tongue lick
his ass.  After I have swirled my tongue around and
lathered his ass, he stands up, faces me, and slaps me
hard across the face. "Okay CUNT, clean yourself up.
I'll be back in ten minutes, and you'd better be on
your knees ready to  please and serve me."

Without hesitation, I pull the plug out of my ass and
expel the fluid.  Then I hobble into the shower
letting the hot water warm and soothed my battered
body.  I lather and soothe it with soap thinking about
what he is going to do to me next.

When he returns, he throws me a pair of shorts, a
t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers.  "Get dressed.  We're
going out, and you'll find out why when we get there."
 As he watches my every move, I dress in the rags he
calls clothes.  As I stand before him with my head
lowered, he says, " Oh.  I forgot one thing.  Reaching
into his pocket, he pulls out a metal ring.  "Drop
your shorts."  With my shorts down around my ankles,
he walks up to me, grabs my soft cock and balls and
slides them through the ring. With the ring hanging
around my cock and balls, he says, "The weight will
remind you of why you are here and who is in control."


Then he orders me to follow him to the garage.  "Get
in CUNT!  We're going to the Army-Navy supply store."
I am allowed to sit in the seat next to him in the van
on the way to the store which only adds to my
anticipation and excitement as to what he will require
me to do once we get there.

By now you may have surmised that i am the submissive
male in this story. i have enjoyed all previous emails
and hope others will write. To all Masters, i am open
to suggestions for future writings and any direction
and demands that you may have for me to please you, Sirs.