Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2002 16:39:21 +0100
From: Stash <stash@directbox.com>
Subject: To Whom I Belong part 2

TO WHOM I BELONG

by Stash

Part II - Getting Started
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YOU MUST BE 21 or older, in most places, to read this type of erotic
and sexual story, which includes spanking, different forms of
discipline, and sexual activity between males.
These acts are considered extreme by many persons.
The story is not real, and it does not reflect any real
people or events.  Any similarity to actual persons or events is
strictly coincidental, and unintentional.
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PART II


Thousands of thoughts kept whirling through my head as
I lay on my bed and stared into the darkness. I was
wearing a fresh and clean pair of briefs now, but deep
down inside I felt dirty. SO goddamn dirty and
humiliated!
Before my inner eye, the events of the late afternoon
just wouldn't stop repeating over and over again, and
I really tried my hardest to somehow figure out what
the hell could have started to happen to me.
Billys sweet angelface turning cruel and frightening,
the still burning pain on my cheek from whe he had hit
me, Matts cheerful grin that had openly showed the fun
he'd had watching my younger cousin humiliating me
while I could do nothing more but just stand there
before him, acting shy and speechless like... well,
like some stupid fag that wouldn't even mind sinking
as low as it possibly gets, just because his little
cousin wanted him to.

Rolling over to one side, silent tears of shame and
all messed up confusion ran down the smooth and silky
skin of my face.
Was I REALLY Billys property now?
Had I really sunk THAT low? In the run of just one
single afternoon?
I started to wonder what he could have meant with
those "changes" he'd been talking about... and about
what would happen when he came back.
Shortly after his fierce announcement of me belonging
to him from now on, he had locked me in my room. I had
heard him and Matt talking about going to have a drink
somewhere before the front door had slammed shut.
Of course, Billy hadn't told me about when he was
going to come back. After all, why would he?

I felt lousy, really lousy, but the one thing I didn't
understand was the fact that even under these
circumstances I was still totally horned up.
I just couldn't believe it!
I had been hit, made fun of and humiliated in a most
mean and downgrading way... but obviously, that had
only made me even more horny than I had been before.

A yawn of sleepiness slipped from my mouth, and I
decided to quickly make myself come to somehow ease
the pressure the day had built up in me.
As I rubbed my hardon, my left hand clang to the
sheets with extasy, and it didn't even take me a
single minute to finally blow the whole hot load of
this strage but nevertheless most exciting day all
over the tightening muscles of my belly and my
uncontrollably up and down moving chest.
When I was done, I found myself way too tired and
exhausted to get up from my bed and get me a towel or
something. I just put my briefs back on and rolled
over to the side, only seconds before I fell asleep.
Bad mistake, Luke! Baaad mistake!


"NOW WAKE UP, SUCKER!"

My body stiffened with fear from Billy's harsh voice,
even before I was fully awake myself.

"Billy" I mumbled sleepily, "what the hell are you..."

Only an instant later my eyes opened in a flash of
sudden pain as he clutched his right hand to a fist
and rammed it into my stomach.

"Don't you EVER call me like that again!" he shouted,
his hand forming a tight grip around my throat,
forcing me to look right into his eyes. "Got that,
Lukie?!"

"Y-Yes, S-S-Sir!" I stuttered.

"Been a naughty little boy when I was gone, haven't
you, sweetie?"

"No, Sir! I was..."

"... WHAT were you, Lukie? Huh?" He looked down on me
in what I clearly understood as a mixture of
diappointment and anger. "Spilling MILK all over
yourself?!?"

He reached out for my chest, pointing at the already
dried up spots of cum which I had been too tired to
clean um after having jerked off.
Damn! I really hadn't thought about even the
possibility of him seeinf this!

"I'm sorry, Sir!" I didn't have to try hard to give
him my very most submissive look as tears of shame
were already filling my eyes again.
To my own surprise I realized that I really WAS sorry!
Sorry to have jerked myself off without his
permission. Sorry for disappointing him and making him
angry.

I felt my skin starting to tremble nervously as I just
lay in front of him, waiting for him to just do or say
something. And that was definitely the worst part of
it all! I was completely down to his will, and HE only
stood there, his hand still like a steel collar around
my throat.

Suddenly Billy's face brightened, and he rose up and
let off of me.

"Undress, Lukie!" he said calmly, and I stripped off
my briefs to let him see my dick that was already
showing one hell of an erection again.

"Well then," he continued. "I bet you would like to taste
my cock, don't you, sucker?!"

"Yes, Sir!" I answered, admitting to myself that this
was really what I had been dreaming about for a very
long time. "I would really love to taste it!"

I had quite often imagined what it would be like to
give him a blowjob, but of course I had never even
dared to dream of really doing this someday.

Billy grabbed for my hair and brutally pulled me off
my bed until i was kneeling before him, shaking with
both excitement and the fearful thougt of maybe
diappointing him again.

My own erected dick grew harder and harder as I
watched Billy unzipping his jeans and pulling them
down. I already saw his hot meat pumping relentlessly
underneath hi shorts, knowing that I was just seconds
away from tasting it.

"Now remove my shorts and do me, Lukie!" he ordered.

I did as I was told and when I finally took his hard
cock into my mouth I almost felt like standing as
close as you can get to blowing my load. It was all
still unbelievable to me!
Billy, my cousin, of whom I had dreamed and fantasized
almost every single time I had ever jerked myself off,
was standing right here before me with his pants down.
I was really trying to give him the best blow I had
ever performed, more than anything else wanting to
satisfy him, as he finally raised his right leg to
kick me away from him with his knee.

"Before it slipps me, Lukieboy! I've got one hell of a
surprise fur you little sucker!" he said as he headed
for his jacket and began to search the pockets.

"Look, Billy... uhm... SIR, I mean. Please don't call
me like that, okay?"

"Shut it, fag!"

"But Sir, I was just..."

BAM!
He slapped my face again, but this time with an amount
of strength and brutality that made me shake with
fear.

"Billy, that's NOT funny anymore!" I said calmly,
getting up from on my knees to face him.

BAM!
Another punch, even harder than the last one, hurt my
face as if it was his by some baseball club or
something.
I felt tears of pain roll down my face, but this time,
I was determined to show him, that not only HE had
rules. I had my rules, too, and from what I had
experienced so far, I did not have the impression that
he would ever in any way even consider to care.

"WELL, YOU'RE FUCKIN' RIGHT, BITCH!" he furiously
screamed in a way and loudness I could never have
imagined on him.

"THIS..."

..BAM!...

"...IS..."

..BAM!...

"...DEFINITELY..."

..BAM!...

"...NOT..."

..BAM!...

"...FUNNY!!!!"

..BAM!

I had never in my life been so afraid of ANYone else
before! Billy was getting completely out of control,
hitting me harder and harder in my face and stomach
with every single word he yelled out at me.
I sank down to my knees again, holding my belly in
pure pain and crying like I had never done before.

"Stop it, Billy!" I sobbed through my tears as I tried
to gasp for air. "Please?"

I looked at him with my teary eyes wide open, hoping
that he would finally stop hitting me.
Would I really have to play the role of his slave and
human human punching ball forever? Just to keep myself
from being hurt?
I couldn't do that!
No, DEFINITELY not!
With the last remains of strength that I felt in my
body I rose up one last time and rammed my clenched
fist fiercely into his chest, screaming

"LEAVE... ME... ALONE!!!"

Billy did not seem to have counted the possibility of
my defens in because he looked shocked and confused as
he fell back over, landing right on his ass.

This all went SO damn fast that I didn't realize what
I was doing at first.
What had I done?!?
I had hit Billy!
Billy! My own cousin!
The boy I have been secretly in love with for almost
all my life!

I was way too overwhelmed by the most confusing and
terrifying emotions to be in any way able to cope with
this situation, so I just sat down on my bed and cried
as Billy got up from the floor, obviously trying his
hardest to keep himself under control.

"Okay, Lukie-bitch!" he hatefully hissed at me. "Get
dressed!... Get out!... But you better be FUCKIN'
sure, that it's not over yet!"

He slammed the door to my room without locking me up
again as he left. Was that it?




Epilogue in the chat room:

damon:   hey B, messed it up, right?

B21:       just shut it!!

damon:   oops!... someone's angry here. *lol*

B21:       sure am! this lousy little fag...!

damon:   i told you before... remember?

B21:        i DO!!! and it's not over yet!

damon:   seems to me that it sure is ;-))

B21:       he won't have a choice this time! i'm gonna
              show that sucker where he belongs, even if
              it's the last thing i'll ever do!!!

damon:   well, aren't we a bit pathetic bout this?

B21:       keep your triumphant crap to yourself!
              let's just see who will be the last one
              standing

damon:   tough words for someone who doesn't even get
              along with a damn sucker like HIM. maybe you
              should ask someone to help you with him...
              i'd gladly sacrifice for this, u know...

B21:       don't YOU dare touch him!!!
              i STILL remember about that thing 2 years ago

damon:   well... some people just CAN'T forget... ;-)

B21:       you bet i won't!
              leave luke alone or i'll fuckin' make you
              regret the day you were born!

>>>"B21" has ended the chat<<<



.... to be continued




Well folks, this was part II of my very first online story "To Whom I Belong".
I really wanna thank all of you for the nice and encouraging emails
i received, telling me to continue.
I really appreciate each and every one of them!
Please keep on writing to me about how you like
part II and the recent developments.

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