Date: Tue, 11 Mar 2008 16:47:29 -0700
From: bamaboi2serve <bamaboi2serve@charter.net>
Subject: SUB-student, Part Thirteen

SUB-student, Part 13

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    "Come on in boys...," Jeff greeted the hunks into my home. "Don't mind
the new boi over there, he's busy learning his new position. There's a more
experienced bitch in the dungeon downstairs...here...come on down and I'll
introduce you!"
    All three of them went to the stairs and then down to the dungeon. Both
newcomers glanced over at me as they went past, the big black guy licking
his lips lewdly while the other scratched his crotch with a smile on his
face. I had only been in their shops a couple of times, looking around, so
they probably didn't recognize me.
   Since I was now facing the stairs, I could hear pretty well what was
happening down below, but couldn't see anything.
   "Hey bitch, get off the table and on your fuckin' knees! Time to greet
my friends and give their feet a wash. He's Master Randy and he's Master
Jai. They've been on the road a bit, so do a good job.!"
   There wasn't much to hear as they flipped off their sandels. They talked
casually with Jeff as boi relieved them of their foot dirt.
   "Nice dungeon Jeffo, you had this bitch on that cross thing yet?" Said
the black visitor, Jai I presumed, referring to MY Saint Andrew's Cross.
   "Not yet, I had some other stuff in mind...that's why I wanted y'all to
come over...you brought your tools?"
   "Everything we'll need...you gonna pay cash or do we get it in trade?"
the other one, Randy suggested and laughed a bit. Apparently these three
had played before.
    Their voices lowered a bit and I could no longer make out the words. I
was getting more and more concerned about boi, and struggled to see if I
could wriggle out of my rope bondage. They seemed to get only
tighter...Jeff sure knew his way around ropes.
   Then there were steps on the stairs and Jai emerged from the basement
and sauntered over to me, his muscles bulging under the tight shiny tank,
his ebony skin showing through the holes in his worn and very hot looking
jeans. His hair was in long, narrow dredlocks decorated with multi colored
beads. Even in my bound condition, my tool twitched as he approached.
   "Yo slavie, ready for yo homo improvement project?" he asked.
    I, of course, was still gagged, so I just mumbled my response, which
was supposed to be something like "What the fuck are you talking about" but
came out just mmm mmmemm mmmmm!
   Jai reached over and played with the tit clamps for a moment as the
cadence of my "words" changed, but the sound was the same: mmm mmm!!!!
   He reached behind me and unbuckled the gag...but before I had a chance
to say anything he stuffed his fingers deep into my mouth and started
lecturing me. His fingers tasted somehow familiar, and I realized it was
KY. He had just come from downstairs after all...
   "These fingers are a little bigger than my cock, but only a little
bigger. I may let yo suck on the cock later, but for right now I'm going to
keep my fingers in there so you can practice and so I can be sure yo is
listening to me...are you?"
   I nodded and murmered a little.
   "Good white slut boi! Good fo' you! Here's whas's up bitch, I'm gonna
untie you and take you downstairs, and yo is gonna cooperate with me and
not fight, right?"
   I nodded my agreement again and I could feel his fingers dig a touch
deeper into my throat. I was breathing deeply through my nose. Suddenly he
used the other hand to hold the nose shut, but only for a few second, till
I started turning red and panicking...mumbling and struggling...
   "OK boi, OK, calm down" he told me, as he let go of the nose and I was
able to inhale sharply, "No mo of that unless yo misbehave. If yo do, oh
fuck, you know what I'm sayin...just behave bitch!! We gotta go down there
and take care of the night's entertainment!"
   Again I worried for boi...back before Jeff, boi had kinda agreed to let
me have him pierced, but he knew I wouldn't do it without at least minimal
approval...same for tats. HE had the one I had put on him, but I wasn't
sure he was ready for more...would I be able to convince Jeff and his
friends to leave him alone?
    Jai untied me roughly, letting me know by the way he held my arms in
his tight grip that he would not hesitate to use his strength to slap the
shit out of me if I didn't behave. He attached a leash to my collar and we
went to the stairs and down to the dungeon, the room where I used to be the
man in charge.
    The white dude, Randy, was sitting on my rimming chair, and boi was
underneath, licking Randy's ass like the talented bitch he was.
    Jeff walked over to me at the bottom of the stairs and grabbed one of
my arms, as the two of them manhandled me over and onto the bondage
table. I wasn't struggling...what for? It wasn`t like I was going to be
able to escape three of them! They secured me to the table, stretching me
out full length, using ropes (my ropes!) to tie my middle down as
well. Jeff came over to where my head hung over the edge and casually
forced my mouth open wide with his fingers and dropped his balls in.
   "I know I don't have to tell yo what the fuck happins if yo even think
about hurting those, shitface...I wanna feel licks and NO TEETH!" he
growled. I started licking, feeling his pubes get caught now and then
between my teeth. There was a heady man smell about him...he'd been playing
with boi, after all...and now it was my turn.
   "Hey Jeff...OK for me to play with him?" Jai asked, pointing to my
mid-section.
   "Fuck yea...have at it boy!" Jeff answered, his hands held behind his
neck, his muscular thighs planted on either side of my head as washed his
eggs. His cock was now at full-staff from the attention I was giving his
big hairy balls. He took one hand down and gently stroked the fleshy
tube...I could feel drops of pre-cum splatter on my chin and upper chest.
    Jai grabbed some rawhide strands from my cabinet and tied my balls so
they stood out from my body, shiny in the spot line above the table. They
he took a punishment paddle and started lightly tapping them.
   I have very sensitive balls, and even the taps were painful. Of course I
wasn't able to verbalize the pain...Jeff had my mouth occupied making his
balls feel great! Over and over Jai slapped them, going from one to the
other, playing them like some instrument...slapping both at the same time
every few seconds. He increased the power he put into each attack and
somehow I managed to emit a sound from deep inside me, indicating that he
had reached my limit...and to my surprise, Jai stopped...and so did Jeff,
but he just turned around and scooted down on my face so my mouth was now
on his ass. I didn't need instruction. I started licking his hole, probing
with my tongue.
   "Good bitch!" he praised my oral skills, and I actually found myself
pleased! Here I was getting off on serving him!
   He pulled his cheeks apart with both hands, opening up his hole and
giving me more to lick...
   A for Jai, he had decided to work on my cock for a while. He grabbed a
bag of (my!) clothespins and started placing them along my shaft, pinching
enough skin first to give them something to hold onto. Soon he had a
half-dozen on each side. They didn't hurt too much...but I knew the payoff
would come when they were removed. Then he put two of the black wood
devices on the engorged head of my shaft, and that hurt immediately!
   "What's a matter bitch? Am I being too hard on you boi? Why don't I give
you something else to think about?" he asked, as he grabbed my tits and
manipulated them between his forefinger and thumb...squeezing tightly and
sending impulses of pleasure and pain to my overloaded brain.
    Despite my own pain, I became aware of boi moaning and yelling across
the room...Jeff moved his ass off my face to adjust his position for a
moment and I could see Randy had moved boi from the rimming seat to the
fucking bench and was tearing into him! The rhythmic sounds of fucking
matched Jai's work as he slapped the clothespins on my cock...Soon Jeff's
ass was back on my face and I was too occupied to pay attention to poor
boi.
   All of this activity naturally ended with cum: Jeff turned around and
jerked his big tool a few times, then aimed at my face and launched several
squirts that covered my mouth and nose with his jism. I had closed my eyes
just in time. Down below, Jai was inspired by Jeff's performance and
grabbed his own fat seven incher to squirt onto my cock and balls, slapping
the clothepins with his other hand as he shot, moaning loudly. And not to
be outdone, Randy took two final plunges into boi's well-stretched hole and
seeded deep inside him, collapsing on his sweaty back in exhaustion.
   Cum was everywhere...and everyone except me and boi had been satisfied!
After a few minutes, Jeff told Randy to pull boi up off the fucking bench
and bring him over to where I was tied.
   "You like all that fuckin' boi?" he asked the exhausted slave.
   Boi was keeping his eyes down, but replied that he did in fact like it a
lot.
   "Good! Now here's you're reward...you old master here has gotten all
grubby...why don't you wash him down wit yo piss?"
   If boi was surprised by the suggestion, he didn't show it. But I was
shocked! Boi? Piss on ME???
   Jeff grabbed a little three rung ladder and led boi up to the top so he
was above, looking down at my cum and sweat smeared body. I started to
object, but Jai was there with his fingers in my mouth so quickly I didn't
get more than a word out.
   "Go on boi...you know you earned it...and you can see he's no longer yo
boss man...mark him as yo own!"
   I had trained boi to piss on command, and that's exactly what he did,
spraying me down from my toes upward, with Jai removing his fingers just in
time for me to get a mouthful. Amazingly, even though I could then have
closed my mouth, I found myself opening it wider! I swallowed his pee as
fast as I could, and he aimed his cock, moving the stream back to my
center, soaking my clothespin decorated cock and tied balls.
   Jeff grabbed my now favorite pink ball gag and put it into my mouth as
boi finished his pissing. Then Jeff led boi and the two visitors up the
stairs, closing the door at top as I lay there feeling the piss cooling on
my abused body. I could see the clock on the far wall. It was almost
Midnight...what was yet to come??

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