Date: Sun, 27 Oct 2013 23:34:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gay Man <nakedinla@yahoo.com>
Subject: Taught A Humiliating Lesson, Part 6: Mr. Simm Learns Life Can Suck

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Part 6: Mr. Simm Learns Life Can Suck
By Thomas Sinclair

Let's look back quickly...  Professor Simm was enjoying his typical day as
usual...  a nice run in the morning... had a good lunch...  went to teach
his afternoon class and even got to humiliate his nemesis student Taylor.

His country has adopted slavery as an acceptable form of punishment,
rehabilitation and humiliation (as in Mr. Simm's case) It's not a widely
used form of punishment but used enough so people are not
shocked. Basically you either have to indenture yourself, be found guilty
for a very serious crime or you have to piss off someone in the government
a lot.

And citizens have becomes more and more accepting of public humiliation as
punishment now. Mr. Simm has railed against it and this is where his
problems began.

His happy life somehow fell apart this day...  he was arrested in the
middle of class by the slave police, including a former student, for
speaking against the government...  he was stripped naked, spanked, exposed
entirely in front of the class... pictures and videos spread like wildfire
through the internet and even on the local news.

Mr. Simm suffered numerous indignities this day like being led around naked
on a leash like a dog for everyone to gawk at, being forced to bathe a
former colleague, seeing his belongings taken away from him...  he
literally had nothing anymore including the clothes on his back.

He has been made to obey and lick the dirty sneakers of his former land
lady's bratty kid, licking his own urine off a dirty fast food restaurant
bathroom floor, forced to clean the frat house bathroom, dressed his
nemesis Taylor like a naked butler, made to suck briefly the dick of a
secretly gay student, tied naked to a pole and forced to take an erection
pill as he stood naked pointing the way for all to see...

He has witnessed first hand people's joy of power over others.

And the day is not over...

After all of these incidents, Mr. Simm found himself aroused numerous
times. He desperately needed to relieve himself with an orgasm but was not
allowed. His savior arrived this night. His depressed nephew finds him
strapped naked to a pole, erect and in need of help... he accepts his
nephews offer. Mr. Simm had the greatest orgasm he's ever experienced. What
followed was pure exhaustion and finally his body just turned off. He
passed out finally getting some rest, physically and mentally.

As he slept he dreamed of a normal life. His normal life. In his dreams he
clothed. He's warm. He's secure. He dreams of himself with his
girlfriend. They're in his apartment with all his belongings. Everything is
normal. They watch TV. They make out. They make love on his bed.

But his escape from reality lasts only a few hours. He slowly wakes up
unable to move his arms. At first he's completely disoriented not knowing
where he is or what's happening.

He looks around the room and can see he's in some frat house and tied to a
table. Then it all comes back... he's been arrested. Legally at this point
he is a slave. He was hoping that was a nightmare and his dreams were
real. Sadly it's the opposite.

So here he is. Naked. In the middle of the frat party that's winding
down. He's gone from respected teacher to an embarrassing display...  a
decoration for a raunchy frat party being run by morons. But at least
Simm's erection is finally gone.

The party's mostly over. Stragglers leave. As they do a few gently brush
Simm's body. One girl fondles his balls as she giggles. Her boyfriend is
jealous and tells her to leave that slave alone. It's disgusting.

Music is still playing. Beer is till being drunk. But now most of the
attendees have hooked up. Gone back to their dorms or homes.

The ones that are left behind are drunk and bored.

Taylor approaches Mr. Simm and pats his bare belly like a drum. Taylor's
definitely buzzed. There are five other frat bros in the room including
Bobby, the closeted frat bro who got Simm to secretly suck his dick for a
moment upstairs.

Bobby "Hey how bout we shave him. Make him all smooth."

Simm has a beautiful head of hair and pubes... he doesn't want to be shaved
but he knows there's nothing he can do.

Taylor grabs Simm's hair and thinks about it.

Taylor "nah man. We gotta keep him the same till tomorrow. Then they're
gonna shave this mother fucker everywhere. He'll be lucky to have one hair
on his asshole."

Bobby grabs Simm's foot and squeezes. It's like a little signal between the
two.

Taylor "How bout a drinking game instead?"

The whole time Taylor is touching Simm on the stomach. Chest. Nipples. He
pats his head.  Simm just has to take it. Taylor is treating him like a dog
laying on the ground.

With Simm still tied to the table, the boys set up a version of beer pong
with Simm's mouth as the cup. Simm lays there with his mouth wide open.

One after the other, the frat boys try to land the ball in Simm's open
mouth. Some hit it. Some don't. It mostly hits his face.

After a half hour most are drunk.

Now it's Taylor's turn again... he aims the ball then bounces it and it
lands right in Simm's mouth. The other guys cheer.

Taylor goes to retrieve the ball.  Simm holds it with his tongue so it
doesn't fall deep into his throat. Taylor stares Simm in the eyes and
smiles.  He sticks his fingers in Simm's mouth and doesn't take the ball
out immediately. He fingers his tongue. He feels his teeth. His lips.
Taylor loves treating Simm like a thing he owns even though he doesn't own
him. Not yet at least.

Finally he takes the ball.

Taylor takes down a cup of beer. Most of it then he pours the rest in Simms
mouth.

Simm coughs as the beer drenches his face.

Taylor "OK guys. I'm done. We'll have Simm clean up in the morning."

Taylor then realizes he hasn't seen Officer Sanchez in a while.

Taylor "Anyone see Sanchez?"

Bobby "He was with one of the girls all night. I think he went back to her
place."

Taylor "I guess I'm in charge of this guy for the night."

Bobby "I can take him if you want."

Simm knows what that means. He knows Bobby is drunk and horny and would use
him like a sex slave all night.

Taylor "Nah...  I'm gonna take him."

The guys all break up and go back to their rooms. Taylor Undoes Simm's ties
and let's him off the table. Simm gets up. He's a bit wobbly.

Taylor "Stand up straight boy." he grabs Simm by the nuts. This gets Simm
very attentive. He stares him in the eyes. After a few moments Taylor lets
go. Simm relaxes.

Taylor "Follow me."

Simm follows Taylor up the stairs. He has no idea what's in store for him
now.

When they get in his room, Taylor shuts the door. He's still very buzzed.
Taylor ignores Simm for a while and goea about his business like he's
alone. He goes on his computer for a few minutes. He looks at emails, some
news, sports pages.

Simm just stands there waiting to be told what to do.

Then Taylor starts looking at porn. He turns on a video of some girl
playing with herself.

Taylor "You see that pussy man?  Yeah that's fucking awesome."

He talks to Simm like he's his buddy.

Simm looks over and looks at the porn. He starts to get turned on. His dick
gets harder.  It rises up and stands at full attention.  Taylor notices. He
stares at Simm's hard cock and then looks at Simm's face watching the
porn. Simm is hypnotized by it.

Taylor "Hey look at that. Maybe you are straight after all. Makes this all
even better. I bet you wanna jerk off right now don't you."

Simm really does. Even though he just came like 3 or so hours ago...
seeing that pussy really gets him in the mood and at this point he's been
turned into one giant sexual being.

Taylor repeats himself...  "Don't you?"

Simm snaps out of it. Simm "Yes sir."

Taylor "Sorry teach but that's not gonna happen."

Taylor gets up and grabs Simm by his mouth and leads him to his bed. He
turns him around and plays with his ass. He smacks him hard.

Taylor "Tell you what teach...  I need a good hole tonight to fuck and I
think you are the hole I am gonna use. "

Taylor starts to undo his pants.  Simm can't take it anymore. He breaks
down. Tears start welling up into his eyes.

Simm "Please sir. No. Please. I beg you."

Taylor loves this "I like that. Beg some more, boy"

Simm "Please sir. I'm sorry. I'm sorry how I treated you.  You are better
than me. I see that. I am nothing. You are my master and I am nothing. Use
me anyway you want sir please but don't fuck me. Please. Leave me that much
dignity."

Simm drops to his knees and kisses Taylor's feet.

He kisses and licks and rubs his face against Taylor's feet. Simm just
can't take it anymore. And he can't believe he's lowered himself to this,
but he doesn't want to be fucked by this kid. All the emotional drama of
the day and lack of sleep have really gotten to him.

Taylor lifts Simm's face and they both look at each other.

Taylor "OK. OK. I like that."

Taylor takes his forefinger and caresses Simm's mouth then he forces it
slowly in. Instinctively Simm knows what to do. He starts sucking his
finger.

Taylor "That's a good boy. You know you're not as bad as I thought you
were."

Simm doesn't know what to do so he keeps sucking.

Taylor sticks his other fingers in his mouth one at a time. Simm cleans
each one using his tongue.

Taylor "Yeah that feels good boy. You're really good with that tongue."

Taylor is getting hard. He adjusts himself with his other hand.

Taylor takes out his hand and touches Simm's chin and points his face
towards his.

Taylor "I'm not gonna fuck you. OK. Maybe I will in the future. I I really
would love to buy you. But right now I won't.  But I need to get off
man. So here's the deal. You suck my dick. You swallow my load.  You do a
better job than any chick that's blown me and I won't fuck you."

Simm "Yes sir. Than you sir."

Taylor "And I want to hear you beg for it."

Simm `Yes sir. Please sir I want to suck your dick. I want to swallow your
load. Drink your cum. Please sir can I have your dick?"

Taylor smiles. He's so happy right now. On one hand he wanted revenge on
this teacher he hated. But now he is feeling actual affection for him as
well. He has these two conflicting feelings inside. But one thing is for
sure...  Simm sucking his dick addresses both.

Taylor starts to undress. He takes off his shirt. He removes his shoes and
pants. This is the same striptease Simm was having him do just hours before
in class but now it's meant for Simm. All for him to suck this kids
dick. Simm went from controller to controlled.

Taylor is just left with his boxer briefs. His hardon is clearly seen
through the shorts.

Taylor "Take off my underwear."

Simm obeys. He reaches out and grabs the waist of his underwear. This is
it. He pulls down Taylor's shorts slowly. Then Taylor's hard dick springs
out. He is rock hard. It pulsates with his heart.

Simm can smell the musty manly scent that a man's dick would smell like
trapped in there all night. Taylor lifts his legs and the shorts are
totally off. He's now totally nude.

Simm stares at it. It's pretty big.

Taylor says nothing. He just stands there watching Simm staring at his
dick. It's such a turn on to have this straight man about to suck his
cock. It's the power.

Taylor is not gay, has never been into guys but some of the younger
generation don't consider sex from a male slave to be gay behavior.

Simm leans closer. Taylor grabs his head and moves it right into his
crotch.

Taylor "Smell me. I want you to know my scent."

Simm sniffs in a deep breath. He's smelling the crotch of this kid he
hates. He will never forget this moment. Never forget the smell. He smells
his pubes. His moist dick. His balls. He just keeps smelling Taylor until
he tells him to stop.

Taylor "Good job."

Taylor gets into bed and Lays there naked on top of the sheets. Simm
watches.

Taylor "OK boy. Do your job."

Simm, is on his knees in front of his bed. He leans in and looks straight
at Taylor's dick. He licks his lips and moisten them up. It's big and
Simm's only dick sucking experience is from a few hours earlier and it
wasn't that much.  Simm leans in, opens his mouth and Taylor forces him a
bit and then the worst nightmare has finally come true,. Simm is sucking on
the dick of a student. A kid who hates him.

Simm starts to suck. It's salty. There's a hint of precum and urine and
sweat. Simm just keep sucking. He's not totally sure what to do. Taylor
instructs him.

Taylor "Yeah that's good. No teeth. Use your tongue."

Simm pulls out then licks Taylor's dick like an ice pop.

Taylor "Suck my balls."

Taylor has a big set of balls. Simm starts licking them. He's licking this
kids hairy nut sack. Amazing.

Taylor grabs Simm's face and shoves it into his ball sack. Really hard.

Taylor "Yeah. Come on. Hard man. Suck it."

Simm puts Taylor's ball in his mouth and sucks. He's afraid of hurting
him. He has no idea what kind of punishment awaits him if he does.

Taylor "Don't be shy dude. You're not gonna hurt me."

Simm sucks hard and strong. Taylor loves it.

Simm keeps sucking his balls. Then he goes back to his dick. This goes on
for a good ten to 15 minutes. Simm's jaw is starting to hurt but he's
doesn't dare say anything.

At this point Simm is down at Taylor's nuts again.  Taylor pushes him
lower. Oh no.  He's pushing his towards his ass.

Taylor "Keep licking man.  Keep going."

Simm uses his tongue and licks Taylor's taint.  His asshole is right there.
He keeps licking. He goes to his balls and back to his taint. Each time he
gets a little closer to his hole. Then finally Simm, without even being
pressured, sticks his tongue in Taylor's ass.

It's smooth. He licks his hole. The hair. The inside.

Taylor is moaning like crazy. He's totally enjoying it.

Taylor "Holy shit man. Yeah. That's fucking awesome. Oh my God. Yeah. Deep
man."

Simm pushes forward and tries to get as deep as possible with his tongue.

Taylor "Yeah man. You're duxking awesome."

Simm is happy to hear the compliment.  He keeps licking.
Ass. Balls. Taint. Dick. Simm spends a good 30 minutes licking and pleasing
Taylor.

But now it's time for Taylor to get off.  Simm is sucking his dick and
suddenly he hear Taylor moaning even more. His breathing quickens.  Simm
knows what this means.

He was so concentrated on sucking him and pleasing him that he forgot he
had to swallow his load. He's scared. He's never done this before. He just
hopes he can handle it.

Taylor grabs the back of Simm's head and pushes forward. Simm almost gags
but keeps going.  Suddenly Taylor shoots his huge load down Simm's
throat. Simm just keeps sucking and swallowing. He's not worried about
taste. He just wants to get it down.

Taylor moans really loud. He's forcing Simm harder into his cock.

Finally he slows down. Taylor is exhausted "Suck me clean boy"

Simm sucks Taylor dry. He pulls out from his softening dick. He licks some
more to make sure it's clean.

He now can taste of his cum in his mouth. He swallowed as quickly as
possible.

Taylor loved it. But he's exhausted. He rolls over and falls asleep. Before
he does he let's out "That was good Mr. Simm."

Taylor`s completely passed out.

Simm doesn't know what to do. For the first time no one is around to order
him or control him.

Simm collapses on the floor and grabs a shirt and spits into it. Even
though he just swallowed all the cum he has to get the taste out of his
mouth. He cries a little looking at himself. Seeing what he has become. He
contemplates his life and everything that's been happening.

He sits there looking at Taylor's naked body passed out on the bed. Part of
him wants to kill him right now. The other part wants to lay next to him
and fall asleep.

All Simm can think is "What the hell is wrong with me?"

He can see how quickly he's changed in less than a day.

Simm gets up, goes through Taylor's clothes and for the first time since
that horrid moment in class he gets dressed. Shirt. Pants. Socks. Shoes.
It feels so good to be covered in clothing again.

He opens his door and looks down the hall but hears some noises. He shuts
it fast.  Simm goes to the window, opens it and looks out. He's on the
second floor but the window opens to the roof. He climbs out, walks across
the roof to the ledge. It's not far down. He climbs over the side, hangs
there then drops.

He lands on his feet. There's no one around. He feels like a free man. But
then it sinks in that he's really an escaped slave.

Where to next?

To be humiliatingly continued...

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