Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2013 03:19:19 -0500
From: A Le <writera.le@gmail.com>
Subject: The Room

The Room

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Humans, for the most part, are very strong creatures. They adapt to
surroundings maybe not always as easy as they could, but in the long run,
if given enough time, it will happen.

For me, it was hard to remember a time before now. A time before I lived in
this room.  A time before Him.

The room was nothing special. It was rather large, with one window that I
could look out whenever I felt like doing so. There was a bathroom
attached, very small, with just a shower stall and toilet and sink. There
was a bed, of course, but I was not allowed upon it. I had my own bed, in
the far corner. A soft cushion, a little blanket. It had been my bed for so
long I couldn't imagine sleeping anywhere else.

At one time, I had been a young, up and coming accountant for a very large,
prominent law firm. I was good at my work, people liked me, I had a nice
apartment, and nice things. But that was a very long time ago. Now I had
this room and Him. And that was all I needed.

I'm a pretty good looking guy. Around six feet tall with dark hair and dark
eyes, a nice build with thick hair on my chest and stomach and an uncut
seven inch cock. I never had clothes any more, and spent all of my time
naked. I couldn't imagine having to wear clothes now, they feel weird to
me, after being naked for so long.

I heard the door creak open then, while I was sitting here thinking about a
whole lot of nothing. Quickly I dropped to all fours and crawled over to
the middle of the room, anxious to see Him today.

When the man came inside the room, I turned around and pressed my face to
the floor, my ass in the air and my strong thighs spread wide for him,
letting him see that puckered hole he owned. I held my breath, waiting
anxiously for his touch, to feel his large hands upon my body. But I was
disappointed when he moved past me, to the chair that sat at the small
table in the room.

Quickly I crawled after him, and when he was seated I lowered my head, my
tongue darting out to lick over the black leather of his shoes, cleaning
any spec of dirt away that I could find. I whimpered softly, so happy he
was here, so happy to be servicing him.

A few minutes passed while I continued to lick those leather shoes clean,
until I felt his hand, finally, touching the back of my dark head. His
fingers curled, gripped my hair, and suddenly yanked my head up, shoving my
face into his crotch, between spread thighs. I groaned, suddenly smothered
in his scent, and quickly locked my fingers together behind my back, just
the way he liked.

"I have had a rough day pet. Get up and bend over this table now."

Quickly I pushed up to my feet as he let go of my head, and turned to bend
over the table. Reaching forward I grasped the other side of it, stretching
myself out the way he liked. I spread my legs wide until I was on my toes.

It did not take long until I heard him standing, removing his belt, undoing
his pants. His cock rubbed against my puckered, aching hole, and I moaned
loudly, wanting him badly. His cock slapped against my ass a few times, I
could feel his pre cum smearing against my flesh. And then he backed away.

I felt the first sting of that leather belt across my ass a second after I
heard it whip through the air. And then the beating began in earnest. Blow
after blow I received, feeling the welts forming, how hot they burned
me. Soon I was squirming, struggling to stay still, trying not to let go of
the table. And my cock was so hard, throbbing, dripping that pre. I longed
to make him happy, to be whipped with his belt until he was satisfied.

Twenty, maybe thirty blows later it finally stopped, and I was crying,
tears streaked my cheeks from the burn. I felt his hands then, rubbing my
burning cheeks, squeezing them. He tugged them wide apart and squeezed them
harder.

"Mmm.. I am starting to feel better already pet. You dirty little
fuck. Look how hard you are, you like it when I beat you.. "

I wasn't going to argue, I moaned eagerly, pushing my throbbing ass back
into his hands. "Yes Master." I purred to him.

I felt his hand then, in my hair again, yanking my head back hard while his
other hand slapped down upon my already tender flesh. "Did you think about
my cock all day whore like you are supposed to? Did you picture it all day
long? Think about how badly you need it? You do need it, don't you whore?
You need this cock, don't you? Tell me how much you need it.."

And I was moaning louder, aching so badly for him. "Yes Master, yes please,
I need your cock inside me, I want you to fuck me badly, fuck me so hard
and let me drink your cum, I need it, I'm so hungry Master, I'm so hungry
for you cum, I've been waiting all day for it!" I cried the words out to
him, sounding so desperate, so needy.

He laughed behind me and smacked my ass again, hard. "I bet you are
starving." And with that he shoved me down to the floor and quickly, still
holding my head by my hair, yanked it back. He smacked my face with his
cock several times while I opened my mouth wide, moaning anxiously,
waiting. I did not have to wait long, before my Master fed his cock down my
throat in one hard thrust. Soon he was fucking my face with quick hard
thrusts, and my eyes were wide, staring up at him, gagging, choking on that
thick eight inch piece of meat that was invading my throat. I kept my hands
once again locked behind my back the way he liked, while he gave me a face
fucking like I dreamed about every night in this room.

My own cock was aching so badly, I wanted to touch it, to cum, to jerk off
but I dared not move my hands, I heard learned my lesson the hard way. No,
I was a well-trained little pet now, and I did what my Master wanted me to
do.

With a few loud grunts of pleasure, I felt him pull out seconds before he
filled my mouth with his delicious seed, and I struggled to swallow it
all. Some of it ran down my chin, and he pulled back, stroking the last few
spurts out over my face. I felt it land in my hair, on my cheek, across my
forehead and mouth. I was moaning with pleasure as my Master gifted me with
his seed. "Thank you, thank you Master! Oh thank you!" So happy to have
received it today, I licked my lips, licked at the head of his cock, eager
to please him.

My Master was smiling down at him, stroking my cheek and he smeared his cum
over my face, across my lips. I licked at his finger eagerly, sucked on it
lightly until he pulled it away. And replaced his finger with the head of
his cock on my tongue. I sucked like a baby would a bottle, loving on that
cock as if my life depended upon it. After a moment he pulled back, and
smacked me across the face hard enough to leave his hand print. "Get on
your hands and knees slut, we are just getting started."

To be continued...(if you all like this part enough!)