Date: Tue, 8 Jul 2014 08:36:59 -0700
From: Justin Abbott <justinnewjersey94@yahoo.com>
Subject: MyGothPimp, Night 5

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Night 5

Noah texted Winter to let him in so he could shower and change.  But it
wasn't long before Xanthos was up in the apartment and up in Noah's
face. Xanthos made it abundantly clear, to a naked Noah who had just
emerged from the shower, that he was not to go on a date without
permission- he said it was for safety but it felt like control- and then
asked where the money was.

Confused, Noah explained that Draven had said he had paid Xanthos directly.
But that didn't turn out to be the case and the pimp returned to an ugly
mood. He reacted swiftly and violently, punching Noah in the face and then
delivering a series of quick rabbit punches to the chest and abdomen as the
boy lay on the floor.

Noah broke down crying and curled up on the bathroom floor, thoroughly
debased and stripped of his budding manhood.  Sobbing loudly, he kept
saying he was sorry, over and over, until Xanthos eventually tired of his
fun and returned to the bar downstairs.  "Stay the fuck outta' my sight for
a while until I figure out what I'm gonna' do with you sissy" was his
parting shot.

The next two days and nights passed peacefully.  For some reason Xanthos
never called for Noah nor was he sent out on any dates.  Noah stayed in the
spare room, watching TV, and taking the meals Winter brought him.  Noah and
Winter had sex twice, quietly, so Xanthos wouldn't hear, and Noah found
himself fantasizing that the Goth girl was wearing black leather and
putting a necklace around his neck.  Noah evened dreamed once that Winter
was his pimp but that she had a cock.

It was the fifth night since he had met Xanthos and moved in when he
decided to emerge from the room and engage his pimp.  Winter hadn't been
around all day and when he heard Xanthos out in the main room around 5:00
AM he decided to check in and see where he stood.

"Hey" Noah said gingerly , as he slowly emerged from the room.  He wore
just a pair of black boxer briefs and the necklace he had been given as a
gift by his pimp.  The air conditioning wasn't working well.

"Well.  It's the whore who doesn't whore.  And when he does, the whore who
sucks cock for free" Xanthos was his usual nasty, abusive self.

"I'm really sorry about that.  You have no idea how sorry I am.  Where's
Winter?"

"I sent the bitch away.  I don't need you two fucking in my house.  You
must think I'm stupid that I wouldn't know what's up in my own place.  And
the camera in your room helps.  I loved the time she played dominatrix and
you sucked her plastic, strap on cock.

Anyway, Monday nights are slow, so I knocked off early and decided to break
you in properly, finally."  Xanthos snapped his fingers and pointed towards
his room.

Noah had never been invited in and was wondering if the guy really was a
vampire.  He sure looked like a Goth version of one and certainly slept all
day.  Maybe there was a coffin inside.

But it turned out to be worse.  A black leather sling hung from the
ceiling.  Xanthos literally picked the teenage up and hurled him into it,
lightning fast.  Then he clamped hand and ankle cuffs shut quickly,
securing the boy in the device.  He jammed a black leather cock into the
boy's mouth, fastening the strap around the back of Noah's neck, gagging
him.  The boy stared in abject terror.

Xanthos opened his leather pants and his raging hard tattooed cock sprang
out, piercing and all.  He picked up a pair of silver metal tit clamps and
fixed them in place on Noah's tender nipples.  The boy howled in pain, but
it was no use- the gag silenced most of it.  Tears formed in his eyes.

Xanthos fingered the necklace that lay on the teen's sallow chest.  With
his other hand he pulled on the tit clamp chain.  "I've wanted to hurt you
for a few nights now.  Hurt you bad.  I wanted to see you cry in pain, and
beg for mercy like a pussy.  And I know you want me and want me to hurt
you.  Punish you.  Fuck you. And fuck you up.

You've pissed me off big time.  Taking the pleasures of my house for free
and without expressing proper gratitude.  Fucking my girlfriend.  Sucking
cocks without getting me my money.  Tonight you will learn how much I can
hurt you, how much I own you, and how much I control your heart, head, and
soul."

A candle burned on a nearby table.  Xanthos snapped open a switchblade from
his jacket, and sliced off the boy's boxer briefs, then picked up the black
candle and let the hot, melted wax pour down on Noah's cock and balls.  The
boy nearly lost his mind with the pain, as Xanthos twisted savagely on the
tit clamps for good measure.

The pimp sadistically played with the pathetic faggot punching bag in his
sling, alternating between the clamps, more wax, and smacking Noah's balls
with a hair brush.  Finally, when his balls could take it no more, he
plunged his dripping cock into the boy's quivering asshole.  Noah screamed
with fresh horror, the gag less effective, as his virgin teen pussy was
raped for the very first time.

Xanthos was a virtual monster with the boy.  He smeared a cream with hot
pepper extract on his cock, without any effect apparently on him, but
causing Noah an excruciating burning pain.

The pimp fucked the tight hole for twenty minutes, methodically twisting
the clamps on Noah's ravaged tits and telling the boy how much he enjoyed
hurting him.  Finally Xanthos decided to impregnate his boy, and he let his
seed go in a bucking, screaming frenzy.  It took him nearly five minutes to
pump it all out and stop bucking.  It was the best orgasm he'd had in
weeks.  The boy was perfect.  He'd make Xanthos a lot of money.

Xanthos removed his pants and leather jacket.  He smelled of leather,
sweat, and sex.  He removed the boy's gag, nipple clamps, and cuffs.  He
lifted Noah from the sling and carried him to his bed.

"You did good boy.  You deserved that and more.  And I guarantee they'll be
more of that.  If you're good.  And you'll come to want it.  Very badly.
All of my boys and girls do."

He crawled into bed with Noah and pulled the whimpering naked teen to his
tattooed chest.  "Sleep well my sissy boy.  Tomorrow when we wake up you
can suck my cock.  Now, close your eyes and dream of it in your mouth."
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