Date: Sat, 18 Jul 2015 12:33:32 -0700
From: Nasty Slut <nastyslutinmt@gmail.com>
Subject: making my roomie my slave whore 9

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Chapter 9

I woke up first next to Scotty's naked, passed out body. Looking him over I
could see the evidence of last nights abuse. His welted, bruised ass, still
swolen nipples,  red marks on his cock, and the degrading things written on
his body. I got up carefully, not waking my boy. He needed the rest before
he went on his first real appointment tonight officially as my whore. And
tonight would be worse for him than last night.

I had sold him for 12 hours to a couple of bikers. They wanted a sweet
faced young jock for the night to completely use at their discretion. They
planned to utterly abuse and humiliate him, and from what they told me,
Scotty would never be the same after tonight. They promised no real damage,
except for his psyche. This weekend was all about totally breaking Scotty,
and tonight would finalize it. And they were paying dearly for the
privilege. $2000!! I don't know where they got the money for this, and I
didn't care. This would be the true turning point in Scotty's young life.
But what I've learned about my slave so far was that abuse, pain, and
humiliation turned him on, the more the better.

I spent my morning lining up more business for my whore. Weeding out the
ones who weren't willing to pay enough for the scenes they wanted. Some
guys just wanted to give a hot young stud a quick fuck and leave. I lined
up several of these for later in the week. Some guys had very specific
fantasies, these would be the real cash cows.

I also recieved videos and pictures from Aaron and Ken, along with a
request to purchase Scotty soon. They had some friends visiting from out of
town in a couple weeks, and wanted to have a sexy college jock to play
with. I told them of course, and promised a discounted rate. I watched
their videos, reliving the glory that was last night.

Scotty  finally woke up about 1:00, and rolled over looking at me,
stretching his hairless body. He still looked like quite the little angel,
in spite of the evidence on his body saying otherwise.

"On the floor, hands and knees!" I ordered him, snapping my fingers.  As he
was still somewhat groggy, he didn't move fast enough ,which displeased me.
I grabbed an arm and leg, picking him up and dropping him face down. Scotty
realized his mistake and quickly got on all fours. Just for good measure, I
gave him a swift kick to the balls, causing him to squeel and arch his
back, but he stayed in position. It was never ceasing to amaze me what a
natural sub Scotty was.

I got behind him and started examining his hole. It had shrunken back to
normal size, but I shoved two fingers in and moved them around to make sure
all was well. Scotty just moaned like a slut and I swear his pussy was
sucking my fingers in. I pulled out and examined my fingers. No trace of
blood, just some cum from last night and some shit. I stuck them in
Scotty's mouth to clean, and he feverishly wrapped his tongue around them
before he fully realized what they were coated with. I loved the shocked
look on his face, but sadly realized that soon, nothing would shock him
anymore, so I savored it while I could. He just dutifully cleaned them,
knowing any protest would just bring punishment.

I ordered him to follow me into the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, I
grabbed him by his hair and forced him onto my cock. After a few seconds, I
started to shit with Scotty's face buried in my crotch. He tried to squirm
a bit, but I just held him fast. As I dumped into the toilet, I started
pissing into my slave. Scotty managed to gulp down every drop I fed him. I
was impressed! He is such a fast learner! When I was drained, I pulled out
of his mouth and stood up. I turned him over so his neck rested on the
seat, and his head was over the bowl. I squatted down, planting my dirty
hole right on his mouth. Now Scotty had never eaten ass before, let alone
one that had just shit, and he hesitated.

"Start cleaning it, or else!" I demanded. Scotty knew he was in no position
to disobey. He tentatively stuck out his tounge, tickeling my hairy hole. I
just reached a hand under his head and shoved his mouth right on me. He
started slowely at first, but after about a minute he was eating my ass
like he was born for it. Which he was. He was sucking and licking, digging
his tongue in me deep, cleaning out any leftover trace of my morning dump.
When I felt sufficiently clean, I stood up and went to get a large tumbler.
Placing Scotty's cock in it, I told him to piss. He quickly filled it 3/4
full, after which I held it up to his mouth.

"Drink boy," I instructed him. " You drank your Masters piss, now show me
what a nasty little piggy you are and drink yours down too." Scotty just
quickly gulped, and it was all gone in nothing flat. I sat him on the
toilet and told him to shit, then join me on the bed.

When he came out of the bathroom, I was stretched out for him. I just
pointed to my smelly pit, and he dived right on it, licking it all over,
inhaling my scent, his rock hard cock rubbing against me. He cleaned both
pits and I pushed him to my feet, which he attacked with vigor, relishing
in my smells. I rolled over and spread my cheeks apart, and he dove right
into my hairy asscrack, licking it up and down, feasting on my manly hole.

When I was satisfied, we headed to the shower, and I scrubbed him hard,
removing the writing from last night. After all, tonights clients wanted a
fresh looking jock. I had emailed them and told them his ass was a bit
bruised, but they were ok with that. It was still a sweet, young, college
jock ass. After Scotty did his duty cleaning me, and toweled off, Scotty
shaved his baby face, (not that he had much hair anyway), and joined me on
the bed. After all of his sexy attention on my body, I was horny and
needing to cum. As badly as I wanted to fuck my slut, I refrained, so his
pussy would be as tight as possible for the clients tonight.

Instead, I decided to start training his throat to take my Mexican monster.
It wouldn't be easy. His little mouth could barely open wide enough to let
me enter, so I grabbed the metal mouth spreader and tied it on him. I
turned the screws on the side, opening his mouth as far as I possibly
could. Even so, I barely fit in there, and his teeth were scraping my
shaft. Oh well, the hazards of the job!  I told him to take a deep breath,
then lodged my dick right at the back of his throat. I pushed slightly,
feeling his throat give just slightly. I held still for a moment and pulled
out, letting Scotty breath. When I reentered, I hit the same spot, pushing
just a couple millimeters more. Scotty was doing his best to hold his
throat open and let me in. He gagged a bit every time I pushed past his
toncils, but valiantly did his best to make me happy. I pulled out and
repeated the process, each time pushing a little further down his throat.
Pretty soon, and much sooner than I had thought would be possible, I
actually had my entire fucking cock buried in him. Another testament to
Scotty's true nature of being a sub! I felt his throat on the outside as my
monster plugged and stretched his esophagus. It was freaking amazing! It
was like I could stroke his neck and jack myself off! An idea for the
future.

I pulled out and began a slow fuck as Scotty deep throated me. In and out,
in and out, his lips and nose buried in my pubes everytime I sunk myself
deep in his suckhole. It was so out of this world that it didn't take me
long to cum. When I did, I just pressed Scotty's face into my groin, and
pumped my load right down into his stomach. I pulled out and Scotty just
collapsed, being light headed from not enough oxygen. I quickly removed the
mouth spreader to relieve his aching jaws, and picked him up, cradling him
in my arms telling him what a good boy he was.

We finished the afternoon doing our homework, after all, we didn't want to
flunk out. At 6:00, I got Scotty dressed for his first official out call. A
jockstrap, a very tight, white tank top, gym shorts and tennis shoes gave
him the perfect look for our clients. Then again we were out the door and
on our way.