Date: Sun, 8 May 2016 18:04:01 -0500
From: Z <saluki84@gmail.com>
Subject: The Long Road to Revenge - Part 2

The Long Road to Revenge - Part 2
By: Z
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Disclaimer: The following contains explicit scenes of male sex and a
variety of consensual activities. It also features some scenes that are
explicitly fantasy and should not be attempted. This story may not be
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Category: Gay Male Authoritarian

The soft breeze running along my ass crack that resulted from Henry
breathing  in my masculine ass scent felt so great. I couldn't describe the
feeling it gave me. My cock was permahard, there was an arrogant grin
plastered across my face, and I knew what it was like to be a king. Knowing
I had this arrogant little prick right where he belonged, worshiping a
surperior man's ass made me feel so powerful. The fact that the little pig
and future personal ass slave of mine was my old firm's partner and the guy
who took my job away just made it all that much better.

There was about an hour into our little trip left. I knew a motel that was
out of the way for meetings like this. Admittedly, I had a big problem
fucking our interns. They just looked like they needed dick so bad. In
those pursuits I identified a motel that was in the middle of nowhere and
left its guests to conduct their own business. From here to california
would get more difficult to find places like these. So I intended to make
the first night with Henry count.
I spent the remainder of the trip laughing to myself as I switched which
way I leaned to make sure to give him the majority of my ass to smell over
the trip. Sometimes I'd lift off of him completely (thank you cruise
control) and just let him have a little bit of fresh air before lowering my
ass onto his bound-in-place face. The sound of his pathetic whimpers of
protest were music to my twisted ears.

"Happy down there you little pig?" I yelled down to my captive.

"MMMPPPHHHH!" was the sound I could make out, but it more just made my ass
vibrate. It felt pleasant actually. Henry was proving much more useful in
this position than his entire three month stint as our company intern.

"Ain't no one going to hear those cries for help slut. You're on the road
with your master now, and soon we'll be nicely out of sight," I said
reminding him of the plans I had in store.
Twenty minutes later, it felt like he had adjusted to his view. I felt the
struggles cease, and just he feeling of him breathing somewhat calmly under
me. Usually, I'd seduce our interns with my big fat cock. Henry wasn't
going to go for that just yet, and besides, my goal with this job was more
specific than just getting another intern into some degrading positions
over my desk. Henry was going to be my complete fuck slave. Every little
dirty fantasy I've had, he was going to help me live it out.

I began to be very aware that I was driving downt he road pantsless. My
rock hard cock felt heavy and warm stuck to my right leg, begging to be
played with. So I started jerking my cock, edging it as I drove along the
deserted road. Soon, Henry started to struggle again. I lifted my ass up a
bit and felt him take long hard whifs of my ass through his nose. After
doing this a couple more times it occurred to me that as I was jerking my
cock, I was grinding my ass on his face and probably near smothering him,
an added bonus.

I kept up edging all the way to the motel. It was just over the stateline.
As I slowly pulled into the parking spot furthest away from the head
office, I felt Henry start to struggle again.  Moans started emanating from
under my ass.

I decided to start testing my control over Henry. "Not a sound boy or I
will rip ass right in your face. Now be a good slave and mind your
manners," I commanded.

That threat stopped the bitch right in his tracks. He sat there, frozen
under me.

"Gooood boy," I cooed, rubbing it in.

I discretely pulled my jeans on in hopes no one had saw. Even when I took
my ass off Henry's face, he stayed quiet. This trip was going to be so much
fun for me.

"Alright boy, I'm going to go book us a room. You stay here and wait
patiently," I ordered, "of course, I can't stop you from pleading into that
cum rag gag I made for you. But just fair warning, the more you tongue it,
the more crusted up jizz you'll be licking. So, just think about that like
a good little tied up slave. Cause no one is going to hear you any ways."

I shut the door and started for the hotel office. Every room I passed I
heard loud thumping from the people inside fucking. I walked into the small
office. I noticed they had started selling sex toys at the counter. Subtle.

"Ah, Mr. Anderson wasn't it?" the young office clerk smiled.

"That's right," I smiled back, "I'll take a room for atleast tonight but I
might extend that."

"That's cool, which one you want?" he asked.

"Is twelve available?" I asked.

"Indeed it is!" he said, "Settle up at the end of your stay?"

"Yeah if we could. Also, could you throw some butt plugs and that leather
collar and leash set on the tab?" I added.

"We can definitely do that!" he said enthusiastically, "and let me just add
this is some pretty primo stuff. Bitch I had collared and on her knees last
night reall seemed to enjoy it."

"You know one of these days I'm going to have to fill out a comment card
about your exceptional service," I said before taking the bag of items and
the room keys and heading back towards the van.

Just as I suspected, the boy was wide eyed and "Mmmmmphing " into the tape
gag when I returned. Instead of immediatly loading him into the hotel room,
I casually dropped trow, and sat on his gagged face again while I slowly
smoked a cigar. During that time, I saw another customer arrive and hastily
go into his hotel room. He looked like more of a solo partier as he brought
in a ton of apparatuses.

The sun was setting by the time I climbed into the back of the van and
unlocked the back cabinet of the driver's seat that housed my rim slut. He
was straining in his bonds but given how long he was tied in that position
I was pretty confident the hard fight was out of him. I cut his wrists
free. He tried to pull them away but I easily held him at bay. A simple zip
tie over his wrists and his arms were nice and out of the way. I took the
leather collar and leash out of the bag and had it ready for when I
unlocked his neck from the seat restraint.

"Mmmmmpphh," Henry softly moaned into his gag as I fitted the leather
collar around his neck. Only then did I finally cut his legs free from the
seat.

With one big pull, I hauled Henry out of the cabinet and onto the floor of
the van. I locked leg irons around his ankles. I was taking no chances,
even in this place. I also attached nipple clamps on a chain to Henry and
tied a string around it for an extra incentive for him to follow orders. In
no time, he was begrudgingly following me into our hotel room. Before we
disappeared inside, he took one last look at the front office in hopes
someone would notice the man leading a tied up naked guy into this hotel
room.

I threw Henry face down on bed and went over to deadbolt the door. I
quickly returned and pulled Henry's ankles to his wrists. I retrieved
another zip tie from my pocket and ziptied the leg iron chain to his
wrists. As a final safety measure I took his leash and tied it to the
headboard, grinning down at his gagged face as I pulled it tight. He wasn't
going anywhere, and his eyes said he knew it.

"MMMpppphh!" he moaned into his gag. I began to wonder how squeaky clean my
jock was going to be when I pulled it out of him.

"Be right back slut," I said casually stepping out of the hotel.

I really just wanted to watch him outside of the window. I wanted to see
what little Henry would do, and I was not disappointed. As I peered in, I
saw him thrashing around on the bed my cock became rock hard again. He was
struggling to pull free from the leash, and grunting heavily into his gag.

I slowly unzipped my fly, and began jerking my cock. Even with the hotel
being out in the open. I was sure by the way it was run that none of the
guests would object to me having some fun right out in the parking lot.
Besides, I was being slightly cautious. I wasn't like I was butt naked.

After about twenty minutes, I put my cock and big swollen balls back into
my jeans and started towards the van. I quickly grabbed a small bag I had
kept in the back of the van and went back inside my room.

Intern Henry was still there. His lean back was coated in sweat. My new
slave had worked himself quite up. Now it was time to begin his training.

I dumped the bags contents onto the shaggy carpet of the worn down hotel.
The only thing Henry would be able to recognize at this point was the U
shaped seat, but soon he would know this device very well. As I assembled
the throne that I would sit on as Henry stared helplessly up into my hairy
hole, Henry spent that time wearing himself out. He would be nice and weak
when it came time to move him again.

Once the rim seat was finished, I found some hard core gay porn on the TV,
ordered some room service and then finally turned my attention back to my
captive. It had been almost an hour since I first tied him to the bed. The
fight was long gone from him. He was quietly stewing in the situation he
had put himself in just as much as I had.

"Bet you wish you hadn't drank that scotch don't you Henry?" I asked.

He started thrashing again. Stupid spoiled college brats like him never
learn. Luckily, this would just make my job easier. I plunged a hyperdermic
needle into Henry's left buttock and waited for the fast acting sedative to
take effect.

Once Henry was out again, I set to work binding him in exactly the position
I would want him in for the remainder of the night. I removed all of his
restraints, even his gag. I then set to work winding layer after layer of
saran wrap until the boy was completely mummified from his ankles to his
neck. I took great care in cutting out a hole for his cock, which was
pretty thick for a little fuck like him. I also left holes for his nipples.
After that was done I reinforced the plastic wrap with duct tape at his
ankles, above the knees, around his waist, at his elbows and just under his
shoulders. As a final measure I used duct tape to wrap around his eyes and
around the back of his head. I was just looking down at him, admiring my
work when a knock at the door came to deliver my food. ..

It was easy to tell when Henry was starting to come around. Soft, low moans
began to emanate from his mouth. In his drugged up state he would be pretty
much defenseless anyways, but it got me hot seeing this cocky little fuck
completely mummified in plastic wrap and duct tape. Soon he began to test
his bonds a little bit. As he regained consciousness he started to call
out.

"Wha-waa...fuuck...what the hell..." he started.

"Confused boy?" I asked in a deep voice.

"Fuckkk man what are you doing!" he whined.

I rested my foot on his chest and pressed on it with a little weight so
he'd realize the hopelessness of his situation, "look bitch, you're my
property now, and property doesn't speak!"

"FUCK YOU!" he yelled out defiantly, "HELP! SOMEONE HELP MEEEE!"

I quickly grabbed the rim seat, set it over his face and sat down.

"Help meemmmmff!" he pleaded as I pressed my sweaty ass cheeks over his
mouth, silencing his protests.

It felt so good to christen my new throne. Henry bucked and tried to roll
away but he was effectively pinned with his face securely under my ass -
right where he belonged.
His struggles soon weakened and I got up off of him. He started gasping for
breath.

"Fuck man I don't want to be your ass slave, please dude it's so rank down
there Immmpphh" was all he could get out before I sat on him again and
dragged my ass up and down his face.
"Ahmmff fucck," he said.

"Don't worry boy, you'll have plenty of time to learn to love and worship
my ass. I think a lot of people would agree with me that you need to be
taken down a peg. Hell, your own father would probably agree. Given, he'd
most likely prefer that you didn't become a rim slut."
As I mentioned his father, Henry started struggling in his bonds even
harder.

"Do you think he'll start thinking of you in his head as a rim slut if he
finds out about this?" I asked more to myself than Henry, "Fuck I'll bet it
would be hard to forget about."

"Fuck you man!" Henry yelled defiantly, "FUCK! YOU!"

I went over and sat on his face again. His muzzled protests actually felt
pretty good on my ass hole. It made my cock throb. I held my ass tightly on
his young face, taking the fight out of the little fuck yet again.

Once I got off of him again, I decided it was time for the next phase. "Yea
you little ass pig, you've gotten to enjoy the honor of sniffing my ass all
day long haven't you?"

"The fuck I have you sick fuck. Cut me out of this!" Henry demanded.

"I would Henry," I lied, "But you're not quite done yet."

Henry shut up now. He was considering the possibility that this little
ordeal would be over soon. Unfortunately for him we were just at the
beginning of our trip. But it helps to show light at the end of his tunnel.

"Ya see, the next part I need you to do to show me what a good slut you can
be is to lick my ass. Lick it like a hungry little pig slave boy. You think
you can do that?" I asked in a demeaning tone.

He was so flabbergasted he coudn't answer. His breathing just started
steadily picking up.
"Don't panic Henry," I reassured him, "you want this, you want to be my
little ass servant. It feels so good to please a real man. A little fuck
boy like you probably dreams of achieving just that."

As I started verbally toying with him, I began to slowly and expertly
stroke Henry's cock. At first it was spongy and soft, but it didn't take
long before it was rock hard and Henry was trying his best to both resist
moaning while at the same time bucking his hips in his duct tape and
plastic wrap cocoon.

"You see Henry," I continued, "there is something so great about a clearly
superior man honoring you by sitting on your worthless, slut face. You get
to smell some of his most intimate and powerful scents. You really are a
lucky little bitch aren't you?"

He started slowly moaning as I felt his 8 inch fully erect cock start to
pulsate. I backed off at the last moment and started aggressively slapping
the bottom of his hard dick to distract him from achieving orgasm.

"No. No. No!" I yelled out each time my open palm made contact with his
shaft.

"Ahhh fuck!" he yelled out, "Fuck man, let me cum...fuck...I was so close,"
he pleaded.

I responded by sitting on his face and rubbing my ass sweat all of it.

"Awww fuckmmm," he yelled out.

"Yeaaa pig, eat my fucking ass," I commanded, "eat it! lick it! you want me
to touch your cock don't you? Start licking!"

Soon I began to feel his tongue began to slowly explore my ass. It darted
along so nervously at first. Jacking off Henry's cock a little more
attentively and the horny fuck started to get more into it.

"Oh yes," I said, "Good boy, Henry. Good fucking ass slut!"

I rode his face while I jerked his cock. Again, his hips strained to buck
in his bondage. Now, he was openly moaning in pleasure while I worked his
cock. Precum began to stream out of it. Clearly, this kid needed a better
sexual outlet. He was going to get it.

"Yea Henry, " I said to encourage him, "that tongue feels so good on my ass
hole. That's where you fucking belong you slutty little pig."

The dirty talk was actually making him hornier. Soon he was ready to cum
again. I backed off when he was just at the edge  and stood up.

"Good boy," I said, " You've proven you can be a good little ass rimmer."

"Uhhh....Uhhh." he said while moaning incoherently - the boy was overly
horny to cum.
I casually opened the hotel room door and walked out butt naked to my van.
By now it was dark so I didn't really mind. I grabbed a video camera, a
bottle of poppers and a ton of rope. I took a glance at the night sky and
sat in the open air calmly. It was so rare you get an opportunity to be
comfortably naked outside. I liked to seize every chance I could get.
I strutted back into my hotel room. My ass slave was sitting there trapped
in horny frustration, but otherwise calm. I set up the video camera on a
tripod and zoomed in on the boy and my rim seat.

"You ready for another big helping of my ass boy?" I asked while massaging
his dick.

"Mmmmm yesssss...please...I'll be good..." Henry pleaded.

"You'll be a good boy and call me master?" I asked while slowly jerking him
off a little bit more.

"Yess...master..." he said trailing off a bit into sexual bliss.

"Good slave," I said, looking directly at the camera, "It's time to give
you the reward you deserve..."

Before my ass made contact with his face, he uttered a "thank
you...master," and my dick just about shot a load right then and there.

I kept this treatment up for about an hour. I wanted a lot of footage of
Henry robotically (and now enthusiastically tonguing my ass and moaning in
pleasure. I huffed some poppers and sent myself into my own sexual
paradise. Soon I needed to cum bad, and this was yet another opportunity
for Henry to sink even lower.

"Fuck boy you've been so good," I groaned, "You want to cum little pig
slut?"

By now Henry was completely focused on his dire need to shoot a load. He'd
have said just about anthing, "Fuck yes Master! I'll be a good little
obedient pig. Just please let me cum!"

"You love the taste of master's ass now?" I asked before getting up and
turning aroud to look down at my rim slut.

"yes master, it tastes and smells so musky" He replied, "fuck it gets me
hard now just to smell it!"

"You're father will be relieved to hear that boy," I said, breaking his
concentration,"I've recorded your little performance for the past hour now.
Soon he will be in my control just as much as you are."

He broke into a cold sweat. His cock began to shrivel up and he once again
started to struggle in his bondage.

"What's wrong boy? Not interested in being an ass licking rim slut
anymore?" I teased.

"Fuck you man!" he yelled out.

I turned off the camera and went over to sit on his face again to muffle
his yelling.
"Listen here boy," I said in a demanding tone, "You are a worthless little
ass licker, and soon your fuck up father is going to be no better. You're
both going to pay for you're little shady work back at the office. And I
won't be satisfied until I've seen you both properly humbled. Now be a good
little bitch and beg to suck my dick and swallow my cum for the camera or
I'll spend the rest of the night farting directly on your nose with your
mouth taped shut. I bet that'll make for an interesting video for daddy to
watch too!"

I got off of him again. He pulled and strained on the duct tape and while
grunting and groaning. Soon, he collapsed in a sweaty heap while breathing
heavily, obviously frustrated with his predicament.

"You ready to beg boy?" I asked.

".....Yes...master," he complied.

"Good," I said, "Now lets make a video to lure in daddy..."

to be continued...

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