Date: Mon, 19 Jun 2006 09:56:51 -0700
From: Corey Anton <coreyzin@hotmail.com>
Subject: Broken in at the Spa

I parked my car in the guest area and hurried down the walk to the
building, tucked away  a few miles up the canyon road. The whole area
was beautifully landscaped and the entry area was a real class act.  I
had been offered a job as a personal trainer by Michael, the owner of
this exclusive men's spa and training center. Today was my starting
day, the day Michael would set me up and explain my duties.  I had been
here twice before and was so impressed with the quality and caliber of
the place.

Michael was one of the patrons at the French restaurant where I waited
tables. He had been in a half dozen times and always asked for my table
after I had served him the first time. This last time, he had opened up
this new world to me.

" Corey, you are really in trim shape.  You must work out pretty
regularly to keep that kind of muscle tone," He said..

"You bet I do, I answered, ".... Every morning, down at Gold's Gym..
Keeps me in shape for both the job and my own personal attitude."

That's when he told me about his spa and asked if I would be interested
in filling a new opening for a personal trainer.  I snapped at it fo
two reasons.. First, it sounded like a dream job and secondly, this guy
was so hot himself and his eyes were telling me that there was more to
this job than he wanted to share at the table.  His eyes had locked on
mine several times recently and I could just feel my juices stirring
when he looked at me `that way.'

"Corey, Great to see, you," Michael shouted as he came to meet me at the
entrance to the exercise room.  There were only a few men working out
on the weights and we spent the next hour or so going through the
routine,  as he led me through  several series of workouts. Several
times he caught me checking out the large bulge in his shorts and he
just smiled. One machine has you spreading your legs out and I all but
jumped his cock while I stood in front, watching him flex out with each
full stretch.

By the time we were done, we had both worked up a sweat and  I was
trying to keep my mind on the job, not his cock.   We went into the
locker room and Michael quickly stripped and stood there with his meat
hanging  halfway to his knees, semi hard and so, so very suckable.  I
stripped down and my own cock sprung out of my shorts semi hard and all
but dripping precum. I thought we were headed for the showers, but he
stopped near some lounge chairs..

"Corey, Come over here and let me check you out,"  he said as he as
turned to me. I obediently stood in front of him and let him work his
way slowly through all my muscle groups, stretching and testing and, at
times, softly massaging different areas of my body. It wasn't long
before both our cocks were rock hard.

" Wow, look now what you have done to my cock."  He laughed softly and
led me into one of several small steam rooms.  He stepped up to the top
bench and sat there on the edge, with his cock standing straight out.

"I know you want to suck this," he said. "I knew it from that first time
in the restaurant that you  had a first class hard-on  for this.  So
get over here and start sucking," he ordered.  I didn't need a  second
invitation and got on my knees  on the lower bench in front of his
spread out legs and fell onto what had to be a magnificent 10 inch
cock.

"Oooh,  yeah,"  he moaned as I worked more  and more of it into my
mouth. He grasped my head with both hands and  began to face fuck me,
impaling me on his rod.  His cock had reached more than half way and I
was beginning to gag. Michael held me tight and stepped his thrusting.
"Relax, breath now and relax," he said, as he held me in his solid
grip.. We just held there for over a minute..

Suddenly, my throat muscles released and the cock slid in to the hilt,
his balls hitting my chin.. Then he began to stroke my head up  and
down as he humped into me.  I had all I could do to hang on, my hands
grabbing his ass to keep from falling off the bench.

Michael began to take deep strokes and I could feel his cock getting
thicker, his breathing shallower and I knew he was ready to explode
into me...... Suddenly, he arched his back and all but lifted me in the
air and let burst spasm after huge spasm of thick fire down my throat,
so deep that  very little was oozing out of my mouth....until he pulled
his still hard cock out most of the way...Then I was flooded with it,
spilling  down my chin and onto his balls. Still, he kept me fastened
to his cock.

"Keep sucking,  my little cocksucker. You have a long way to go this
morning before we are done."  It was then I realized that there were
two other men in the thick  mist of the steam room and they had been
watching.  One came up behind me and poured several  cups of the heated
body oil kept there for  oiling up open pores....   The man began to
massage it over my back and then my ass... I could barely concentrate
on the cock in my mouth and was wiggling against his onslaught of  my
unprotected ass....

Slap! I leaped in the air as he laid his hand across my ass. Slap...
Again, Slap! Dear god, it hurt and I struggled to get off this cock and
away from the pain, but Michael held  me tight by the back of my head.

"Hold still, you little bitch  and let the man have his fun.." he yelled
into my ear. Slap! Another assault and then more oil and suddenly the
pain shifted as he dug two fingers into my ass and began to rim me....
Michael suddenly began to fuck my face in earnest again and then the
real pain came as the guy in back replaced his fingers with what had to
be his horse sized cock.

No foreplay with this guy.  He slammed his cock deep into me and his
balls slammed against my ass as he raped my butt, slamming and
grunting, slapping my ass and thighs as he rode me into Michael with
each animal thrust........ and then he began to arch and moan and the
explosion of cumm jetted deep into me burning like boiling oil.  His
spasms soon slowed  down and finally he pulled out, just as Michael
unloaded another series of shots into my mouth... He pulled out and let
the last few shots hit me in the face....

I slid off the bench onto the floor, so fucked and used that I couldn't
move. Michael stood up and stepped over me.  "You can have him now," he
said to the two men. "Break him in good for me." He walked out, through
the swirl of the steam, closing the door behind him.

I looked up and number two was standing over me,  with another thick
cock I knew was going to hurt me.  This guy had to be 6 foot 10 in bare
feet and was 90% muscle. . The other guy poured more oil onto me, so
that my whole body was glistening. Big guy  picked me up bodily and
threw me face down on the lower bench , then grabbed me by the hips and
lifted my ass to his cock and  without much effort, slid it in,
massaging my hot spot so that I started to ooze cum myself.  He swung
me out and sat down with me  mounted on his cock.

"Ted, suck this pussy cock for me," he said and Tom, the first guy,
dropped his mouth onto my cock and roughly began to suck  me, keeping
time with Big Guy's  working of my ass.... I  was already over the edge
and came  quickly, screaming with the great release and Tom swallowed
each shot of cumm..    It  was drooling out his mouth  and he yanked my
head up and brought his mouth to mine, giving me back much of my own
juices.

Then his cock was at my mouth and his hands grabbed my head and somehow
big guy was standing and Tom was seated on the bench and I was in the
air, my hands straddling Tom on the bench and  my monster ass fucker
was holding me by my inner thighs, pounding his meat deep into my
swollen and cumm filled ass.

The power of his strokes and the intense steam made me light-headed and
I think I passed out for a few moments. I don't know what happened to
Tom and his cock, but my face was covered with cumm and I down on the
floor, on my back, my legs up in the air and still being ass fucked by
this giant, ramming his  cock to the hilt with each stroke..

Strange sounds were coming out of my mouth with each slam into me and
then the pace picked up as he began  a deep rumbling groan and  started
shooting hose bursts of fiery cumm into me. Soon his jerking stopped
and I knew he was finally finished. He pulled out and stood over me,
stripping the last few  ropes of cumm onto my chest.

I lay there gasping, until they picked me up and had me on my knees on
the bench. Tom began to  work more oil onto my ass and started to ass
fuck me with several fingers, slopping all the oozing cumm around my
ass and thighs. Slap! Slap! Slap! He began to  beat my ass and in
between, work  his hand into me. Slap! Slap! The pain was killing me as
he worked 4 fingers in and worked  my asshole to let him have his way.
Holy shit, He is going to try and fist me, I thought in terror. I had
never been fisted in my life.

Then suddenly, with a scream of pain from my lips, he slipped his thumb
in and  I was impaled  on his arm, his fist all the way in. I kept
blacking out as he flexed his hand deep inside of me and began
thrusting into me. I finally backed out all the way and woke up laying
on the bench, watching my giant ass fucking Tom. I kept quiet and
pretended I was still out, until they finally finished their own
private fucking and they pulled me up to a sitting position, my legs
hanging over the side, feet on the floor.

Tom brought his softened cock to my mouth. "Open your cunt mouth, bitch.
Take my cock in...I need to take a piss."  I started to fight away from
this final degradation but Tom slammed me across the side of my head
and yelled, "Open, bitch and lift my cock into your face and don't lose
a drop or I will beat the shit out of you."  I opened my mouth and took
his soft cock in, holding it there as it hardened with the piss and
suddenly, hot, saltly  fire shot in,  burning my mouth and throat
already so raw from  sucking so much cock.  I held on and must of taken
in a quart of  his yellow fluid.

"Suck it dry." I did what he said and finally he pulled away and they
went out the door.

I laid back on the bench and fell asleep, my body aching everywhere, my
ass was still so numb from the fisting, I couldn't feel it.   I don't
know how long I slept  but was awakened by Michael, who was using a
cooling massage cream and was  caressing my body with gentle hands.

His hands were smoothing my ass and he inserted a large wad of the cool
stuff into my ass and I moaned as it burned.    Michael laid me on my
back and gently inserted his cock into my very widened asshole and
slowly and gently sank it to the hilt and held it there.

`I am so sorry you had to get broken in this way, Corey," he crooned, "
Those two are my roughest clients but now you belong to me and the spa
all the way.  You will be servicing my clients in any way they
want....rarely like this ever again, but any way they want. And they
want it every way. Some want you to ass fuck them, others will want to
ass fuck you....but now, you will give and take like a master."

"You have any problem with this?"  I shook my head. There was nothing
left to give up.. They took it all.  I wanted this cock in me. I wanted
to be part of this man I now knew I loved and I began rocking into his
still silent cock, letting him know I wanted to give him my all.
Slowly we rocked and held each other close until he began to get to the
edge. He rolled us over so he was on his back and I was sitting on his
cock.

"Show me what you can do, Corey, show me how bad you want me"   That was
all I needed to hear and  I  began to pound up and down on him,
feverishly crying out, "Fuckmeee,  give me your hot juices.....", tears
streaming down my face...Then the explosions of cumm hit me and I
rammed down all the way, taking each rip of his burning hot lava  until
he finally went soft. I fell onto his chest, exhausted like never
before, sobbing for what seemed like an hour.

Michael carried me out of the steam room and held me up and cleaned
while I showered.   After I had dressed again and slept on a lounge
sofa in his office for awhile,   I found out that I would be getting
$150 a day and all my tips and would handle 10 to 20 clients a
week.....Michael gave me $500  from my two friends.

Strange as it sounds, I was happy and glad to be owned by someone like
Michael... I knew I belonged here for good.

write me at coreyzin@hotmail.com