Date: Wed, 9 Mar 2005 22:56:44 -0800 (PST)
From: faggot <cyberfag0000@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Best Friend Turns On Me 02

Aftermath:

A week has past since Charlie had declared me to
be "His Bitch".......luckily I haven't heard from
Charlie or his twisted 'str8'  buddy, Mark. I
have also managed to pretty much avoid my lover.
He spent most if his time at work and when he
happened to be home when I was, i spent most of
my time either in the yard or 'running errands'.
My mind has beeen racing...............how did I
let myself get taken like that....I was the
experienced one...I was a 'top'.....I knew how to
take care of myself.............how had my best
friend (now matter how much I fanatisized or
lusted after) been able to take over my mind and
soul....how did I become Charlie and Mark's
'fagbitch' that night........
Well, it wasn't gonna happen again....I was
scared the first few days, not knowing if either
if them was gonna come by, say something, or
whatever.................but, it's been a week
now and I've resolved that what happened would be
a one time thing and that I could just start
giving excuses to my David (my lover) for why I
didn't feel like or was too busy to deal with
Charlie and Sean (his lover).
So here it is, Saturday, a week after "that
night".....I'm in the backyard, washing the dogs.
I hear David's car pull up, but ignore it...as
has been the case for a couple years now. David
comes bounding into the back and grabs me while
I'm squatted down rinsing one of the dogs
off....."Ohhh..Thank You, Thank You" David says
as he's inundating me with kisses
"What?.........what?", I say.
"Sean called me on my cell.....he told me what
you and Charlie decided to do for us!!!", David
enthuses.
My mind begins to race...what the fuck?...Charlie
couldn't have said nuthin'....why's David so
happy.
I try to keep my cool, "Oh?...what do you know?",
i ask calmly.
"oh, c'mon, Sean told me all about how you and
Charlie had talked, and between the money you've
been squirrelling away the last few months for
'emergencies' [which i had a couple
thousand dollars of] and the bonus Charlie got
from his job [he got a huge bonus from his job],
you guys decided that Sean and I needed pampering
and time away."
What??fuck!!!What the fuck??................"Oh,
that", I say....not wanting to look stunned and
not wanting to make David suspicious.

Another car pulls up...."Good, they're here",
David exclaims,,,,as I see Sean and Charlie
rounding the backyard.
"C'mon Sean, help me pack", David squeals as he
grabs Sean and they both fly into the house.

Charlie saunters over to me, still squatted down,
but the dog long gone and playing.
I look up and say "What the fuck was that all
about?
"Simple, bitch....I arranged David some time off
from his job, Sean, too.........and booked a
trip, flight, hotel and all, for them to go
florida for a week or two, whatever they
want...............how you say?.......well, I got
that bonus I told you about the other
week,,,,,,,,,and,,,,,,,,Dude,,,it was too damn
easy to get your bank numbers, considering how
much you'va been on my computer and blabbin your
mouth when you think I ain't paying
attention...........yep, you got it, they're
leaving and it just so happens that my house is
being remodeled and I have no where to stay for a
week or two.......................funny
coincidence, aint it?" Charlie says evilly with
an equally evil smirk...."They leave tonight"

Lovers' gone:

Charlie have been sitting aroung a couple
hours....smoked a few joints, had several shots
and beer..........nothing mentioned about last
weekend....we're just sitting around....like
'old' times....going thru some internet music.
Charlie says "dude, check out this site that's
online now" and proceeds to give me an address.
We're stoned, I'm comfortable, believing niether
one of us will acknowledge the week
before...........I type in the site

My eyes fly wide, my arms drop, i feel like I'm
gonna pass out or wake up...........the screne is
full of a pic of me....my mouth open.....two
didkcs are above me.............my mouth
open....drinking...relishing...their piss.
click,click........my arms are each handcuffed to
the back legs of the chair i'm in.
Charlie reaches in front of me, "here, let me
show you the WHOLE site, fag"....he scorlls down
the page.....pic of me sucking cahrlie's
cock,,,,shot of me sucking Mark....shot of me
taking them each in my mouth and
ass.............etc, etc, etc
"Dude, i'm making a SHITLOAD of cash off of
you.....it's a private pay site right now, and
I'm monitoring it right now......so no one we
'know' has seen it.............yet.........but I
can make it a Public free site at ANY time...and
Mark knows how to alter pix....it'd be nothin' to
put an underage kid in there in our place"

Every possible scenario raced thru my
mind......what if my 'friends' see?......what if
my family hears about or stumbles on
this?......what if the 'authorities' hear and/or
seed these pix with a fake
juvenile?...............I know Mark knows his way
around a compueter....super-imposing others would
be nothing to him.

Charlie can see the realization and fear in my
face........I'm too stunned, thrown, and stoned
to react.

"Look at the screen, Bitch!" Charlie gruffly
whispers in my ear as he grabs me by my hair to
face back at the computer screen.

a huge pic of me...mouth open, tongue out,
lustful look in my eyes, 2 dicks over my face, 1
is pissing in my apparent willing mouth:

FEEL LIKE USIN' A FAG????.........PARTY THIS
SATURDAY [date for today]

interested?....apply, with selfpic,interests, and
desires as to what you need from, or needs to do
to, this fag at :[Charlie's 'private email
address']


"Dude, posted this right after your faggot ass
left last week................got a couple
hundred responses.....don't worry....me and Mark
narrowed it down to about 8 guys that are on
their way here now...........wide variety,
cunt.......there's a 'cover' charge
too.....amazing what some guys will pay to be
able to take and control their own fag" Charlie
tells me, straddled in front of me.

The knife....THAT knife I so vividly remember
waving in my face a week earlier when I was being
'used' by Charlie and Mark....appears before my
eyes.
"Don't need this now, do I, cunt?" Charlie growls
as he throws it to the corner. The doorbell
rings........"Must be your loverbiy, Mark",
Charlie taunts.. "We gotta set up for the
party!!"

The next hour or two, I spend gagged by Charlies
4 day old jockies, when not drinking piss from
these Men who've become my owners,,,,getting ass
douched (4, 5, lost count how much, ,,,,in and
out of the tub/shower....depending on how much i
was fed cum and/or piss from my captors, one hole
or the other.............

Eventually, I am left....on the fllor of the
bathroom....my arms secured behind me aroung the
toilet base...............my legs tied to a rod,
spredaing my legs apart about 2 1/2-3 feet apart
at the ankles.
I am all but passed out, my mind racing, the
drugs and alcohol long since kicking in....trying
to blank out....not believing what's
happening.............

The doorbell rings....I hear a whole bunch of
different voices down the hallway at the front
door.....................



(what next?......hit me with your thoughts)