Date: Fri, 26 Sep 2003 18:41:58 +0200
From: jaken <jaken@email.si>
Subject: hireling: hireling-5.txt
hireling-5
Thank You for improving the wording!
Author: jaken, jaken@email.si
Story involves sex, domination, joy and satisfaction!
Do not read if you are not allowed to by some authority. If
you are offended by sex or/and (sexual) abuse among men even
when written you do not have to read.
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Notice that quotation marks when Vik thinks are single:
`I need control!'
when anyone says something double:
"Get on your knees!"
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Story is fictional.
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POSITIVE DIRECTION
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I did not bother zipping up and laid back. I felt I needed
to sleep. I was thinking of Deman. I wanted to be at his feet
kissing his toes.
"Hey! Wake up!"
It was Deman. I looked up at him. I was so happy he came. He
will surely help me somehow. I stood up and fell over the
overalls as I left the zipper undone and could not move my
legs properly. My head was at his sneakers when he pressed my
cheek to the floor with his foot.
"You were jerking off!" He pulled me out of the stall then
pushed the overalls down, pushed my hands on my back and sat
on my ass. "Nice bruises you got! Mr.Rigory did a good job!"
He spat on them then pushed my hands higher.
"Please Deman. It hurts. OUCH!" He rubbed the spit with my
hands over the bruises. "Please Deman. OUCH. I'll be good.
Aaaa"
"You are a piece of shit. You know that? You only make
problems! You must be disciplined!" He started tickling me. I
tried to move but then he would force my arms higher. I could
neither laugh nor moan. "You are here to bring order in my
dorm not disorder."
My cock started growing. It was bent down and back. He
grabbed my balls and cock and squeezed then started pulling
up. "You think you're a man if you have balls?" He squeezed
harder. I loved the touch of his hand. His skin felt so tender
when giving me pain. He fixed my hands with his knees and
started tickling me when torturing my cock and balls. I wanted
him to stop.
The groundkeeper entered.
Deman shouted out "Hey! You're right on time. Grab his
hands!"
First Deman grabbed the overalls so I was totally naked. I
tried to get loose when they pushed me inside a stall and
started tying me to one side. Deman punched me.
"No please. Let me go. I want to go home!"
"Shut up!" Deman kicked me with his knee in my crotch. "I
don't wanna beat you but you're asking for it." He punched my
face again.
I lost my sight for a few moments and felt the ropes pulled
tight in the stall next to where I was as they tied my hands
and feet together on the other side of the stall and I was
like tied to a cross turned with my back to the wall
separating the stalls.
I looked meekly at Deman wanting to kiss him. I got scared
when I came to my senses.
"Please, untie me. I will be good and do as you say!"
"Hey, Jim! Look at him. Nice hairy body, don't you think?"
"Yea. Look at his scared face!"
"Maybe he should work out more to get that muscles tensed!
Did you bring a razor?"
I looked at them and listening their comments. Deman looked
so great. He cut his hair short and colored them red. His face
was so demanding. I loved his brown eyes. I could not stop
admiring him.
He noticed it and slapped my face hard and again then pulled
my cock hard. "We'll show you what you are! Give me the razor!
Look at me!" He spat in my face then slapped me. "You better
not move or you'll get cut."
"Yes Sir. Can I please get something to drink?"
"Didn't you have enough drinking your piss?" ... Jim said
They laughed a bit then Deman took my sneaker and scooped
some water out of the toilet.
"Here Fido. Open Up! That's a good boy! Want some more? "I
nodded. "Here you go. Suck the water out of it. Yea lick it
with your tongue. Good boy!"
"Yea, make him suck his stink! Wow!"
Jim started tickling me. "What do you say?"
"Thank you."
Deman put shaving foam around my cock and started shaving. I
trim my public hair short and keep my balls shaven as it makes
me horny doing it. I was so excited Deman touching my cock and
taking away my manhood. My cock started growing and I felt
embarrassed but he just continued as nothing happened.
"I knew you would enjoy this! You like being a little boy
that needs to be told around? You are going to be the only one
`round here with no pubes. He he."
I was rock hard by now. My cock is 7.5 inches and looks nice
and pointed into his face. I thought of him sucking me.
"Nice cock you got there. You better not spurt any jizz in
my face you jerk!"
"Hey. Look at his socks. He's been walking around in them!"
Jim said.
Deman took them and pushed inside my mouth. I wanted to
protest when Deman pulled on my cock and squeezed my nipples
hard.
"Open up you jerk!" He lifted me by my cock."
"AAA...." My mouth was full. The socks were too dirty even for
washing. I tried to spit them out but Jim kept pushing them
inside.
"I am almost done down here. You better stand still now!"
Jim left. I think he went back to guard at the entrance.
I looked down at my crotch and everything was gone and my
shaved cock showed its full length.
"That's nice! You will keep it like that! Is that clear?"
He grabbed me by my neck and lifted me some. I mumbled
through the gag.
"Can't hear you!" He slapped me a few times. Tears came to
my eyes. I was scared. I did not know what to do and was not
able to do anything.
"We better tape your mouth little boy!"
He looked me in the eyes and did not blink. He saw my fear.
"I can do what I want with you right now! Maybe if you show
enough respect I will spare you."
I wanted to cry and nodded when he punched me in my guts.
"You better not move unless I say so or, or do you like me
punching you? You will obey my commands and try not to do any
mistakes or you will regret it. Want me to show you?"
I gave signs of refusal and he pushed with his hand me on my
neck and pressed his knee into my crotch. I could not breath
and he was hurting my balls so much I could scream. He started
taping my mouth and then ran the tape around my head again and
again. When he covered my nose, I started to panic. I pulled
on the ropes with all my strength screaming in the gag.
"Calm down or you'll hurt yourself. STAND STILL!" he lifted
me by my balls and I stopped my motions then he pulled the
tape off and I screamed again in the gag as he pulled my hair
from my scalp.
I was not hard anymore. My skinny cock hung limp and as it
lost its manhood I realized I was his captive. As I admired
Deman and his force I was filled with more fear. I knew I
wanted to serve him and enjoyed his power over me but now it
was becoming clear to me it was not a choice any more. I've
had full confidence in him but now it did not matter anymore.
I hung on the ropes and looked at him smoking a cigarette.
Deman came closer and puffed some smoke in my face then put
the cigarette under my nose. I moved my head back and tried to
avoid the lit end. I mumbled in the gap between the tape over
my mouth `Please. Don't burn me. Please Deman. No.' The smoke
was hot and I had to inhale. I tried to keep my eyes open to
avoid him burning me. He inhaled and put his mouth on my nose
and slowly began puffing the smoke in my lungs then held my
nose closed with his fingers. I moved my head left and right
trying to get loose when he put the cigarette out on my thigh.
I screamed the smoke out of my nose so to say.
"I don't wanna hurt you but have to when you are not good.
You need to learn not to disobey me!"
I nodded my head. I realized nothing had happened to me for
now and maybe I should not doubt the confidence I felt with
him. I needed to lie to myself.
"You promise to keep silent if I remove the gag?"
I nodded at once not even thinking of what he just asked. He
took a knife and cut between my lips. I did not even blink.
Then he removed the sock and held it under my nose.
I wanted to say something and he knew that. We were looking
at each other and I tried to say a word every now and then
when he just looked at me.
"So did you like getting shaved? You were rock hard, boy!"
"Yes Sir. Thank you."
"I want you shaved the whole time so shaving your crotch and
face together should become a habit for you!"
He looked me straight in the eyes then took my cock and
started jerking it slowly. I was so thankful for his touch. He
surely knew how to make me cum as I was about to cum from the
few strokes he gave me. He was better at doing it than I was.
I knew he was better than me and that I needed him to lead
me. I felt inferior to him and he was so much better and I did
not wonder how he made me realize it.
I pulled on the ropes trying to show him to let me go. I
wanted to kneel at his feet and suck his cock to look up at
him and admire his power.
He smiled at me and left me hanging. I did not fear a bit as
I was sure he would return. I looked at my crotch too see my
new appearance. I had never wanted to shave myself like that
as it did not seem attractive. Now everything was gone. `I
will have to start liking it.'
I looked at my hands and saw my wrists were all red from the
ropes as I was making too much movement. I saw my overalls
lying on the floor. He'd been standing on it the whole time.
I felt my nose was burning from the smoke and I felt so
tired I wanted to rest on the ropes.
`Why did I deserve this? Is he angry with me? I wanted to
make it up to him.'
I almost fell asleep when Deman returned. He untied the
ropes and I fell to my knees on right side of the toilet and
hurt my knees a bit. I did not have much strength left in my
legs. He pushed my head inside the toilet and flushed.
"Drink some water!"
He held me down like he was trying to drown me. I tried to
drink some of the water and the refreshment from cold water
felt so good. I wanted to thank him.
He started pissing on my head. I was not expecting him to do
that actually and tried to move away so he kicked me.
"Open your mouth!"
I tried to get it open as much as I could as the tape was
still on. he pushed me back with his foot so I fell on my
back. He aimed his piss at my crotch.
"Let's wash you before you may go home. "
I felt the splashes over my body and felt I never wanted it
to end.
I was all wet from it and got the chance to look up at him
and admire his strength. I was to become his boy.
"Run your hands over your chest. That's it. Jerk your cock
for me. Lick your other hand!"
I Did as I was told. It felt so great.
"Get dressed!"
I took the overalls. I was wet from his piss and dirty from
his shoes. I found one sock and that was everything I had on.
I went to my knees for him when he pushed me back with his
foot.
"Did I tell you to change position?" he kicked my balls and
as I tried to cover them with my hands he stepped on them
rubbing my crotch. I was lying in a puddle of his piss and
started to get hard from seeing his joy in dominating me. It
seemed so natural to me as if I had no other purpose in this
but to serve and obey.
"You look like a pig. Jerk your cock! You will cum. And you
better do it fast or I'll kick your balls."
"Yes Deman." I started pulling on my cock and squeezing it
through the fabric while looking up at him. I opened my mouth
any my body tensed. I grabbed the toilet with one hand and
tightened every muscle in my body and started shooting my load
when he grabbed me by my leg and started dragging me out of
the stall and the bathroom and into the hall.
He kicked me "get up!" I looked at him with some fear. I
felt totally different about him when he told me to cum rather
than now. I got to my knees then my feet and felt the wet
clothes stick to my body. I smelled the aroma of his piss that
I was now wearing.
He grabbed the tape and pulled it off very fast. I wanted to
scream out as each time he would pull more of my hair off my
scalp.
"Good boy. Look how much hair you just lost! Now move!"
We reached some stairs I had not seen yet and he pushed me
up.
"Get out and return in the morning."
I exited the building on the side where the principal office
was. I took my bike and rode home. I again went through the
woods.
I wanted to escape something. I did not feel like going
back. I felt it was too much for me and just wanted some rest.
I fell off the bike and got dirty from the dirt and leaves. I
walked barefoot for awhile. When I reached my home I washed my
face outside and wanted to enter the house.
I lived alone in a small house I got from my aunt. I was
taking care of it as my parents did not really want me and I
was on my own and did not care much for them anyway.
I started looking for the key. Shit. It was still locked in
my locker in basement. I can not go back now! I looked at
myself and did not know really what to do. My house was locked
so I knew there was no way I could enter.
I did not like the idea of going back next morning like
this. I went back to the dorm and hid myself. It was dark
everywhere. I did not want to see the groundkeeper again
though he was probably the only one awake. I did not even know
why I came back anyway.
I went to a brook that was near by and started walking
inside it. I did not want to wash Deman's piss off my body but
I felt I had no other choice. I was too dirty to go back like
that the next morning. I got naked and started washing the
overalls and to wring the water out as much as I could. I
heard it tore while I wrung it. I checked it and it was just
the left side under my arm that got torn a bit. Not the armpit
but lower near the waist.
`I was such an idiot going back! What the hell did I want to
achieve with it? Steal someone's clothes or what?' Now I was
naked in the middle of the woods. I took my bike and rode
home. I did not put my wet clothes on. It was dark anyway.
I was filled with an exhibitionistic feeling. I wanted
someone to see me. I found myself a clearing and hung the
overalls to dry. I looked at my crotch again. I touched the
skin to see how it feels. I was laying in the grass and jerked
my cock, touched and squeezed my nipples. On one side the bike
steering-gear did not have a hand-break so I used it sometimes
already. I positioned myself on it and started fucking my
horny ass. It hurt me but I did not care. I moaned and jerked
my cock and fucked my ass till I shoot my load all over. I did
not want to get off the bike and continued fucking myself some
then laid beside it on my cum and fell asleep.
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Author: jaken, jaken@email.si
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