Date: Thu, 14 May 2009 12:11:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kai Anderson <gwmsub4domgam@yahoo.com>
Subject: Slutty Whore Sought By Hot GAM Master Part 17

SLUTTY WHORE SOUGHT BY HOT GAM MASTER 17

by GWMSUB4DOMGAM


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They laughed as they walked back to the car, jumped in, and drove off the
way they had come over the bridge. I was totally speechless and
shocked. They wouldn't leave me here stark naked with my hands cuffed
behind my back and cum all over my face. They couldn't, could they? I
watched as their car made the right run onto the highway access road, sure
at any moment that they would stop and wait for me to run to them. They
continued down the access road and onto the highway, gaining speed under
the very bridge I was now watching them from in abject shock.  I watched as
their car disappeared into the distance, the red rear lights becoming
smaller and smaller.

Shit, I thought. What the fuck am I going to do now. I'm stark naked and
handcuffed about thirty miles from San Francisco with no money, no ID, no
fucking way to get home. Shit!  How could they do this to me.  What the
hell was I going to do?

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Fuck, fuck, fuck....I kept thinking to myself as I stood stark naked and
barefoot with my hands cuffed behind my back on the highway overpass
watching cars and trucks pass under me occasionally. I felt sick to my
stomach. I could never get back home without being caught, arrested, and
undoubtedly ending up in jail. There was miles of populated areas to walk
through and a bridge I'd have to cross.....naked.  There was no way I could
do that. I was fucked!.

I had thought Master Kitagawa would drive back but as I waited for a long,
long time no other vehicle exited the highway below me and nothing drove on
the road I was standing on. My mind was racing to come up with some way out
of this, to come up with some plausible excuse for when the cops arrest me
as to why I'm stark naked, barefoot, handcuffed, collared, covered in cum
and smelling of piss.  I ran numerous scenarios through my mind, but
nothing would explain this other than the truth if I was caught. I was a
slutty fucking sex whore to a Master who had left me here because I had
failed to meet him on time.

Resigned to my fate, I began walking over the bridge, back the way I had
come. I would walk as far as I could, hoping to find a payphone at a rest
stop to call a friend to come and get me. I'd have a very hard time
explaining my condition, but I might be able to escape arrest if I
could.....

A light suddenly hit my face and I was immediately blinded.

"Stand still" came a commanding voice, and I froze and I'm sure I
physically flinched, with every muscle in my body tensing instantly and my
heart skipping a beat.  I looked away from the light to try to allow my
eyes to adjust and to avoid the horrible embarrassment of whomever had just
caught me.

"What the fuck" I heard and I was sure I was about the be arrested or the
shit beaten out of me when I heard someone laughing.

"You fucking whore. Look at you" I heard. I glanced into the light which
was now focused on my cock as I saw four people approach me. Slowly it
dawned on me. Three were the friends of Master Kitagawa who had been in the
club. The fourth was a black guy dressed in jeans and a t-shirt whom I
didn't recognize.

I was relieved beyond belief as they swaggered towards me smiling broadly
and playing the light of the torch over my entire body. My relief changed
when the first to reach me slapped me hard across the face, while grabbing
my collar and pulling me forward onto the ground in front of him. As I
landed on the ground all four surrounded me kicking at me as I rolled on
the ground trying to avoid their assault. They kicked me in the abdomen, in
the thighs, in my shoulders and chest. The kicks were not enough to break
bones, but they were hard enough to knock the wind out of me when they hit
my solar plexus, and certainly hard enough to hurt.

Suddenly my collar was grabbed behind my neck and I was dragged over
towards the railing of the bridge overpass once again, while the others
continued to kick and spit at me. Pushed over the guard rail, my legs were
kicked wide apart and two people held my arms on either side, pushing me
down into the rail. I realized why when the belt landed square across my
both ass cheeks, causing me to buck and cry out. A fraction of a second
later another belt landed on my right shoulder and back, curling over my
shoulder to whip at my chest. The two who were lashing me continued with
blow after painful blow landing all over my legs, ass, arms, shoulders, and
back. No matter how I flinched or struggled, there was no escape and all of
my abusers seemed to be enjoying themselves as I whimpered and struggled
with each belt strike.

My collar was grabbed again, causing my head to snap back and my back to
arch, and I realized the belting had stopped, just as I felt the hard cock
ramming at my ass, trying to find my hole. After four unsuccessful thrusts,
the cock found its mark and thrust in one vicious impaling maneuver all the
way inside me.

"Fuck the bitch man, fuck him ragged" "Rape his fucking ass dude" "Fucking
whore

The cock in my ass pounded me hard, deep, and fast without any remorse or
respite. The guys watching and egging on my assaulter by encouraging him to
fuck me harder, use the bitch like the whore he is, fuck him deeper made my
submission so much more complete. The guy fucking me was grunting on every
painful thrust inside me, and I was grunting in unison with him, much to
the amusement of the guys holding me in place. As Master Kitagawa had done
before, after what seemed like hours of fucking me but was likely only
around ten minutes, I was grabbed by the collar and pulled to my knees
before my fucker, just before his cock spewed spurt after spurt of thick
cum into my right eye, all over nose, forehead, hair, and into my mouth
which was forced open by someone's hands.

The observers were cheering and high fiving, and jerking their own cocks as
I was once again pulled up and over the railing. As I awaited the next cock
which I knew would be using my asshole, I was suddenly stung by a hand
landing on the inside of my right thigh with a loud fleshy cracking
sound. I yelped and jerked as the four of them chuckled and held me firm
slapping me all over my ass, thighs, legs, and swiping at my own cock and
balls. I felt someone move behind me and in one quick thrust my hips were
grabbed and the hard cock forced its way inside me. This guy fucked like a
ram rod. Pounding at incredible speed as though he only had a few moments,
but he kept fucking, and pounding, and fucking.  Once again, I was pulled
by the collar off the railing to allow this fucker to cum. He forced his
cock into my mouth before stroking six or seven more times and shooting
deep inside my mouth, causing me to gag as I tried to swallow it down.

They laughed and told me to choke on it as he finally stopped filling my
mouth with his cum, but he quickly followed up his cum with his piss,
holding my head against his dick to prevent me from pulling away. I gulped
as fast as I could, but there was no way I could swallow the torrent he was
releasing and much escaped from my mouth, running down my chest. They
laughed and tormented me about not drinking all of what my abuser was
offering me, but quickly pulled me back to the railing ready for the third
guy to fuck me. I half expected to be beaten or abused again, but this guy
simply stepped in, grabbed my collar, and drove his cock deep inside of me,
developing a pounding rhythm which drove in at various angles, making me
squirm with almost every thrust.

"Bitch likes to dance" said a voice very close to my right ear.

"I like seein' the bitch dance like that"

Once he was ready to cum, I was again pulled from the railing to the feet
of my abuser and my mouth was forced open in front of him.  Almost the
moment my mouth opened, he blew his cum into my mouth, with a few spurts
hitting me in the face. Back up to the rail and the final guy thrust into
me, but this guy was much bigger and thicker that the others before. He
trust in slowly but determinedly, causing me to groan as much in pleasure
as in pain. He drew all the way out and thrust all the way into my ass
again and repeated this time and time again. Every now and again he would
reach between my legs and squeeze my balls to make me flinch and squeeze my
sphincter around his cock as he stroked in.

After an eternity of fucking me, slapping my ass and squeezing my balls for
his pleasure he pulled out and dragged my by my collar of the railing,
throwing me onto the ground in front of him, rather than onto my knees. As
I way awkwardly on my back I saw him pull off the condom from his enormous
black cock. The black guy from the club we had seen earlier. I had just
been fucked by a guy who was playing the part of a slave just hours
earlier. His cock exploded with large streams of cum, cascading down all
over my face, chest, and hair. Without thinking I opened my mouth to
capture as much of the wonderful liquid as possible. All laughed at me as I
did so.

My eyes and face covered in his cum I felt my collar in the front being
grabbed and head a click. Pressure on the front of the collar made me
realize a leash had been attached and I was pulled up to my feet, my eyes
still closed and covered in drying sticky cum. I was pulled along the road
by the leash, grabbed by hands, lifted into the air and laid horizontally
onto a cold metal platform which I soon realized was the bed of a pick up
truck. I was dragged along the metal bed of the truck and head the sound of
my leash being fed through what I assumed was a D ring on the side of the
truck.

Warm liquid hit my back and head and I realized they were pissing all over
me as I lay in the truck.

"This should keep you warm for a while bitch" "Make sure you wash his hair"

I felt the truck rock as they jumped out of the bed of the truck and I
heard and felt them get into the cab, start the engine, then the truck
began moving. Lying stark naked, collared, handcuffed, and wet with their
piss and cum in the bed of the truck the wind hitting me as they drove felt
very cold despite it being summer in California. As the cum on my face
dried with the cold wind blowing across my naked flesh, I was slowly able
to tease my eyelids open and look around. I realized I was lying stark
naked in the bed of a pick up which did not have a camper shell. I was
exposed to anyone who may be higher than the sides of the pick up truck. I
was being driven down the highway, early in the morning, chained stark
naked in the back of this pick up truck and exposed to the entire world. My
cock hardened despite the cold wind blowing all around me and as we passed
under each bridge that spanned the highway, I found myself hoping that
someone would be
 staring down at me. We did pass a number of tractor trailers, but no-one
seemed to notice the cargo this pick up truck was carrying.

We drove and drove and drove, with me rolling around as the truck, finally
crossing the Golden Gate bridge which was clearly identified by the soaring
rust red steel superstructure. We finally exited the highway and began
driving through San Francisco streets. I saw buildings and street lights
above me which exposed me further to anyone who may be looking out of any
of those countless dark windows we were driving by. We stopped at traffic
lights, waiting for red lights to turn green and weaved our way through the
city, with my cock throbbing and leaking in the back of the truck as I was
transported naked and chained like a true slave to my unknown destination.

At last the truck stopped and I head the doors open. One of the Asian guys
from the club jumped into the bed of the truck and unclipped my leash from
the side of the truck. He pulled me up to my feet in the back of the truck
and I realized I was fully exposed, directly under a bright street lamp,
still naked, collared, cuffed, leashed, and barefoot. I saw a vehicle
behind the truck and realized quickly it was Master Kitagawa and his three
friends. I was told to jump down from the truck and was dragged by the
leash to the trunk of Masters car before being forced into it once
again. The trunk lid was slammed closed and I heard muffled voices and
laughter outside for some time before the car began moving.



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