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(MMm, mf, underage, nc, rp, oral, anal, orgy, bd) *** It was 1974 and I was 20 years old. Except that with my rosy red complexion; soft young shaved hairless body; I looked like I was about 14 years old. From the back, with my long curly red hair and cute naked ass cheeks, I could have been mistaken for a girl. I had been picked up hitchhiking by a couple of guys who, after fucking the hell out of me, turned me over to their older black Dom friend who had persuaded me to be his white pig twink slave fuck toy. After getting repeatedly raped and fucked, Master Tom dressed me up in an exotic white leather slave outfit and we went out. Master Tom seemed to be looking for some other boy called Randi. We went up a stairway and stood outside a door until we were buzzed in... Master Tom led me into a room where a man and a woman who were sitting at a counter, talking. The woman was older, about Tom's age and dressed in a semi-transparent blouse. I could see she had some sort of corset on beneath that pushed her ample tits up and out. There were nipple rings on her breasts, clearly visible through the fabric of her blouse. She had on a long skirt that went to the floor. The man looked like a bouncer, which I suppose he was. He had on a tight black muscle shirt and tight black pants. He had bulging muscles. The woman said, "Hey Tom, nice toy..." as she eyed my quivering form, my tail still fucking my hot ass as it bobbed up and down. "but... is he legal?" "Road-pig?" demanded Tom. "I-I'm... 20," I replied, totally humiliated and totally turned on. The guy laughed and reached over and raised his eyebrows at Tom. Tom smiled and nodded yes. He grabbed my tail and pushed it down. "Uhh, uhhh," I groaned and bent my knees as he fucked the ass plug into me by yanking on my tail. "Cute, he's randy," the man laughed and let go. "Funny," said Tom. "He's Road-pig. Greg and Sam found him for me... If Randi comes in... Fuck.... Well, anyway, let me know... Do me a favor, ask around where they might be tonight... Ok?" "Sure Tommy," said the woman. "We'll find out where they're hanging out. But, you know, this little slut is a lot more twink than Randi was... You sure he's gonna be OK?" "He's 20, for fuck's sake," said Tom, "But maybe Bobby here would like to check him out? He's a fucking hot little slut, aren't you Road-pig?" Tom stuck a finger in my mouth again and I closed my eyes and sucked it, my tongue dancing down his digit. I was so turned on. This was an unbelievably hot scene for me. I was on a stoned, erotic high, on display, the object of lustful attention by complete strangers. I had totally surrendered to being Tom's road-pig slave. It made me even hotter and harder to be a sex toy in front of these people. I would do anything..." "Damn, he looks like a fucking baby twink," said Bobby to the woman. "I'm gonna step inside for a moment, Tabby. Check to make sure the customers are behaving themselves..." "Don't stay too long," said Tabby, smiling at us. Tom led me down a hallway and we all walked into a wide open bar space. On one side of the dimly lit room was a bar with small tables around the floor. There was a stage on the other side of the room. It felt like it was 20 degrees warmer than it was outside and loud, pulsing music filled the air. Interspersed here and there were chains on the walls with manacles; a set of stocks; some padded benches; and other furniture paraphernalia that looked vaguely menacing. There was a group of men at the bar around one woman. On stage there was some guy clothed in a shirt and his underwear; tied up, struggling to get out of the ropes while couple of women dressed like dominatrices watched. His underwear clad groin was tied tightly and his hard cock was clearly outlined. "Here you go," said Tom, handing the bouncer my leash. "Ohhhhhhh fuck," I groaned as Bobby immediately pushed me against the wall, jamming the butt plug tail into my sore asshole, squeezed my face and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I fucked my hips against his as we passionately kissed, his hot tongue devouring my oral hole as I pushed back with my tongue, wanting him to take me right there. Then he just pushed down on my shoulders, making me moan again as my fuck ass tail slid down the wall until I was on my knees, my face at his crotch. I frantically opened his fly and pulled down his pants and underwear over his beautiful muscular thighs, exposing his beautiful hard, 8 inch cut cock. It stood out straight in front of me like a cannon, fat with a big swollen knob. "Lick it!", He said in a breathy, commanding voice. I stuck out my tongue and the whole weight of his thick cock was lifted by my wet tongue. "Now, we'll see how good this baby twink really is," said Bobby to Master Tom. My mouth took in as much of his enormous cock as it could. I really tried to take it in as deeply as I could but my gag reflex kept me from going too far. To compensate I grabbed the part that didn't fit in my mouth with the thumb and forefinger of my left hand and worked it in rhythm with my lips. My tongue slid easily and soon there was a nice continuous motion. I was so turned on, I just wanted to please him and Master Tom.... Tom went off to look at something else while I made love to Bobby's cock. I sucked and licked and stroked and did whatever I could for at least five minutes while he fucked my mouth. Finally, Bobby laughed and pushed me off of his cock. "Hey Tommy," he yelled. "If the twink is legal - he shouldn't be! He's okay." Master Tom came back to grab my leash as Bobby tucked his still hard cock into his pants. "Maybe I'll get some more of that later," he said as he went back outside. I was still panting from the exertion of sucking Bobby's cock as Tom led me over to the bar and ordered a drink and a beer for me. We were next to the cluster of men and I watched as one man, sitting on a barstool, directed the woman to let these guys do whatever they wanted. She was an ordinary looking housewife type with a long dress on and she looked like she was going to cry as one of the men turned her around and pushed up her dress from behind. I couldn't see, but I thought I her heard cry out as she faced the guy directing this scene and the guy behind her bent her over slightly and shoved a hard cock up her cunt. The bartender put a drink and a bowl of beer on the bar. Tom took the bowl and put it on the floor. Right next to these guys who were fucking this housewife, I knelt down on the floor and started lapping away at the cold beer. It was great. Already, I was sweating from the heat in the place after sucking Bobby. After a minute or so, Tom jerked my collar up and I was confronted with a hard, naked cock in front of my face. I took the cock in my mouth and brought up my hands to open up the man's pants to be able to suck him better as the cock started moving in and out between my lips. I slurped hungrily on this strange prick fucking my face, squeezing his shaft, sucking him deep into my hot mouth. I bobbed up and down, my tail erotically fucking my ass as I got hotter and hotter. I was moaning with pleasure as the man started pumping his hot seed into my eager mouth. I sucked and licked the spewing cock, drinking his cum, savoring the bitter, salty taste on my tongue. I was panting as the man withdrew his spent meat from between my lips and I groaned as I sat down on my tail, driving the ass plug ever deeper. I licked my lips as I opened my eyes and saw the face of the woman who was getting fucked from behind by another man. She was crying now, not in pain, but in humiliation. Tom leaned over to my head, pulling me up to his head and said in my ear, "Kiss her. Stick your tongue into her mouth... Get some of that sperm in there." I obeyed and still kneeling, I awkwardly took her face in my hands and put my lips to hers. She tried to avoid me, but she still let me thrust my tongue into her mouth. Her face was slippery with sweat. I tasted her tears and snot as I tried to clean the previous man's sperm out of my mouth into hers. I felt unclean as she feebly struggled against me. But I could feel the fuck thrusts into her and I was hot. Tom finally pulled me off of her mouth as another man dropped his pants in front of me and shoved his hard cock between her sobbing lips. Tom said something in the man's ear. Then, he got down close to me again and said, "Lick his asshole." As this guy fucked this woman's mouth, I pried apart his ass cheeks with my fingers and started to tongue his funky asshole. His ass crack was also wet with sweat. He wasn't particularly dirty, but he hadn't done anything special to prepare himself for my mouth and his asshole tasted and smelled like shit - I nearly gagged and quickly put my mouth down to my slave bowl to take a huge gulp of beer. SMACK! "AAAAHHHhhhh!" I cried as Tom jerked me back up by my leash and whipped me on my naked back. "Eat his asshole Road-pig," Tom demanded and I frantically stuck my tongue back into his ass. He started fucking the woman's face faster and faster and I had to hold onto his ass cheeks to keep my mouth glued to his anal hole. I thrust my tongue into his ass, forcing his anus open as I felt it contract and the man came, pumping his fuck-load into the woman's pliant mouth. I stayed there, his asshole clenching my tongue until he pulled out of the woman's mouth and simply walked away. "Now, take his cum from her mouth," commanded Tom. I thrust my shitty tongue into the helpless woman's mouth and tried to drink the cum that was still there. She passively let me do whatever I wanted. I could tell that she was still crying and another guy was fucking her from behind. After cleaning out the previous guy's fuck juice from her mouth, Tom let me drop back down to the floor and I gratefully lapped up the rest of my beer, rinsing out my mouth, trying to clean out the shit cum. I was trembling, almost hallucinating, from the raunchy slave sex that I was performing. My heart was pounding and I could feel my body becoming all sweaty. I was nothing other than Road-pig. Tom put another bowl of beer on the floor and shouted at me, over the music, to "wash up good." I drank the beer, calming down, rinsing out my mouth gain and washing the rest of the shit smell off my face with beer. When I was done, Tom yanked me up again. The woman was still being fucked by other men. More men stood around. Her man, or what appeared to be her man, was still sitting on a barstool next to her, smoking a cigarette, directing the guys on how to fuck her. She had stopped crying as Tom led me away from that scene... We walked to another doorway and down another hallway into another part of this pervert's palace. There was also a bar here, the music was even louder and raunchier. It was also darker, done up with black light and everyone looked like they were wearing leather, or nothing... There was a naked man tied to a wheel moaning as a leather clad woman dripped hot wax onto him. There were several people sitting around in chairs, drinking and watching this. Tom led me over to the people, mostly men with their own slaves, watched this dominatrix alternatively whip the naked man's cock and body and drip more wax onto his nipples and naked hard on. A fat woman wearing nothing but a leather vest, her huge, fat tits hanging out, was sitting, taking it all in while she pulled a shapely girl with the same kind of vest and clad in tight shorts by chains attached to nipple rings, between the fat broad's huge splayed thighs, to her hairy crotch. "Hey Tommy, whatcha got there?" shouted the fat lady looking at me, as her slave ate out her cunt. "It's a Road-pig I picked up." said Tom, yanking on my collar, pulling me in front of the fat woman. "No shit? What happened to Randi? Hell, he's just a kid. Damn. What a fuckin' cutie. Damn. Does he eat pussy?" she asked all at once... "You woman are all alike. What the fuck... I don't know. Let's find out. Eat Larissa's cunt, Road-pig." Tom gave Larissa the leash. She pulled me down towards her while yanking her slave up from the floor. As suddenly as I had walked into this place, I was on my knees on the dirty floor, my nose and mouth pressing into Larissa's drenched cunt bush. I reached up to the top of her thighs to steady myself. Again, the smell was overwhelming. She was totally soaked with sweat and her own juices. I had to keep from gagging as her wet vagina musk covered my face and she slid my head between her enormous thighs, cutting off the sound of the club, trapping my mouth in her cavernous cunt. I couldn't hear anything, but I started licking her fleshy pussy walls, burying my nose on her fat clit as she squeezed her legs harder, further wetting my already beer soaked long red hair with her sweat drenched thighs. I ate out her hot, humid pussy as I felt someone else playing with my tail sticking up in the air, driving the butt plug in and out of my hot asshole. I lost track of time as I grunted and groaned soundlessly imprisoned between the fat mounds of flesh clutching my head, her fleshy cunt walls filling my mouth and nose. My tail was occasionally yanked, painfully ripping into my asshole as I drank her flowing pussy juices. I was gasping for air, my hair and face soaked with cunt slop, body drenched with sweat, by the time Tom pulled me out from between Larissa's thighs. The music assaulted my ears again and I was totally fucked up in an erotic, stoned haze - a true road-pig sex slave, willing to do anything to anybody... "Enough fun for now," said Tom, "Let's get you cleaned out. See you..." he said to Larissa as he led me away. She pulled her own slave back to the floor as Tom led me, stumbling with the unreality of it all, to still another hallway. We walked down the hall making three sharp turns into a brightly lit room. I squinted at the harsh whiteness of the room, feeling a little dizzy at this sudden assault. "Take everything off, except for the collar," said Tom to me as he let go of my leash and walked over to a cabinet. I quickly complied, taking off the boots, unstrapping my body straps and groaning as I took off the nipple clamps... I had to pause at the incredible pain as the blood returned to my sensitive nipples. I undid the ball sheath and unzipped my shorts and let them fall as I again groaned, pulling the dildo from my ass. "Ohhh, thank you," I murmurred to Tom as I felt my balls and asshole and nipples pulse with the heat from their abuse. I was wet with sweat from my head to my toes. "You're welcome Road-pig," said Tom as he grabbed my wrists and snapped a padded metal cuff over each one. He then raised my hands over my head and attached them to a hook on a chain. "But, I didn't tell you to talk and you stink of cunt slop," he said as he walked over to a switch on the wall and toggled it. The chain began to rise, stretching my arms over my head until the heels of my feet just barely touched the floor. He walked back and grabbed my red, sore nipples. "AAHHHHHhmnnnnoooo," I screamed helplessly as he twisted them savagely. "Pleeeeeese," I begged as as he kept his tortuous grip hard on my nipples. Tom let go and walked behind me to the wall again, came back and told me, "Open your mouth." I did and he forced a ball gag between my lips, fastening it tightly behind my head. "You're too fucking noisy for a good slave," said Tom, walking around my front and slapping my naked, hard cock with the back of his hand. "NNNnnnmmmm," I groaned through the gag, my nude form quivering in pain. As Tom puttered around the white tiled room, getting whatever it was he wanted to get together, I tried to get more comfortable. I was trussed up, totally naked, except for the slave collar, my wrists attached to a large hook and chain that seemed to be attached to some kind of track. The room was almost like very large, open multiple shower - the kind you see in a gym. There were also hose attachments on the walls. There were sinks and several toilets. The toilets were weird. There was one with no bowl, just a large chair with a toilet seat and a hole in the floor underneath. Another one looked like a giant urinal, low to the floor, that a person could actually sit in. One toilet was raised high, so that a person could practically sit on it standing up... I felt Tom behind me. He roughly shoved his fingers into my asshole, lubing it briefly and then shoved something else in, threading it slowly up into my rectum, pushing it deeper into me than the dildo... I groaned, trying to relax my ass as I felt something gushing into me. He was giving me an enema! The warm fluids quickly filled up my asshole until it was painful. "NNnnnnnn, Nnnn," I tried to protest through the gag. Tom turned the water off and led me over to the high toilet, the chain attached to my bound hands sliding along a track. He lowered the chain until I was sitting spread eagled on the toilet and then he yanked the hose out of my ass. "Unnnnnnnnnnnnn," I groaned with satisfaction as the shit liquid poured out of my bowels. Tom let me sit there a little while as I continued to force dirty water out of my ass. Then, he raised the manacles again and moved me off of the toilet again. Again he shoved the hose deep into my ass. "MMMnnnnnmmmmmcchhhheeee!" I tried to protest at how deep he was shoving the hose, plus the fact that I now had to pee with a vengeance. Even though my hard on was still throbbing, I had to piss badly... My bladder was aching as a fat, naked man started crawling into the room on his hands and knees. His balls were attached to a leash that ran between his legs and a leather clad, severe looking woman kicked him in the ass as he crawled. "Hurry up," she commanded, directing him towards the huge, sit in, toilet. "I have to pee." "There's someone in here," he whined, "I can't... Ahhhhh..." "Shut up," his mistress commanded as she yanked hard on his ball leash and kicked him again. "Do you mind?" She looked at Tom. "No go ahead," he said from behind me, having firmly fastened the hose in me, so I couldn't force it out. "Unnghhhhhhh," I groaned as I felt warm water shooting into my ass. I watched the man get into the toilet and his mistress undo her black leather skirt, pulling it off along with a pair of black lace, crotchless panties. She straddled the man and the toilet and her pee began to gush out powerfully, spraying the naked man with her hot waste. "Nnnnnnggggggg!!!" I tried to protest as the enema gushing into me started painfully putting pressure on my insides. "NNNN! MNNNN! NNNN!" I tried to scream as my belly started to push out from the force of the water. It was torturous and I felt like I had really bad cramps. I frantically looked over my shoulder at Tom who was watching the woman piss on her slave. The pain was intense. I felt like I was going to explode, literally. Then, Tom stopped the flow, but didn't pull out the hose plug, so the pressure continued ... and the pain continued. I felt sick as the pain continued while the woman finished peeing on her slave. She had him lick her shaved crotch dry and then retrieved her things while he crawled out of the toilet. I was moaning deliriously with the pain, until Tom hooked back the leash onto my collar and pulled me over the tall toilet. I now waddled in agony, my manacled hands sliding along the track until I straddled the toilet. Then, Tom yanked out the hose plug and I could feel the water pouring out of me with tremendous force. Tom let the manacles down slightly so my ass cheeks rested on the toilet as I watched my belly flatten and the pain subsided. "UNNNNnnnnnnnn" I groaned as Tom put his hands on my lower stomach from behind me and squeezed, forcing more water to gush from my asshole. I hung there in a daze, the water flowing out of me when I suddenly couldn't hold my piss any longer and it started shooting out of my engorged cock. SMACK! "NNNNngnnnnnnnnn" I screamed through the gag as Tom's whip came down on my gushing cock. But I couldn't stop peeing. The leather clad woman said "Help that slave," and yanked the fat naked man over in front of my cock. His face was drenched with my piss as he got up and took my squirting member into his mouth, drinking the stream of my hot urine, sucking on my cock, even as the enema water continued to pour from my ass. "Ahhhhh, nnnnnn, uhhhhhhhhuuhhh," I jerked and moaned as the waste fluids pulsed from my body. With the water pumping out my ass and the piss pumping out of my cock, it felt like one super orgasm. I convulsed and screamed through the gag over and over again. It felt like someone had applied electric orgasmic shock to my insides. The bright white room dissolved into white light and my cock burned with hot fire as it emptied out. "NNNNnnnnnnaaahuuuhhhh!!" I screamed again as Tom's flat leather whip came down on my ass-cheeks. "Uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh,uhh," I jerked like a demented puppet, my feet jumping off of the floor as the fire of pissing turned into the literal fire of orgasm and my hot, hot cum shot out into the fat man's mouth. Tom laid the whip onto my sensitive tit flesh and again I screamed as I continued to cum and cum, like a beserker fuck toy. I couldn't fucking help myself, my smooth naked body rippled with explosions and a roaring orgasmic frenzy. I didn't know if I was pissing or cumming, but my body was simply one giant orgasm... Everything faded away into another dimension and all I felt was as if my whole being was a roaring fire of hedonistic flesh. I went out of my mind... I don't know how long I lost it. When I finally came to again, I hung limply in my shackles. My eyes were closed and my head had dropped, my chin resting on my chest. I could still feel my bowels flowing and it still felt like my cock was draining. Tom said, "You're not clean enough yet, bitch." as he shoved the hose back into my asshole. "Uhhhhhhh," I moaned softly as he moved me off the toilet and again water started flowing into me, slowly extending my belly again and swelling it up. The fat man and his mistress were gone. My cock was still semi hard and it still felt like it was on fire. "You came without permission Road-pig," said Tom as the water painfully filled me up again. "You didn't want to do that. Now, you have to learn what it means to be a slave." "Nnnnnnngghh," I moaned through the gag. It wasn't fair. I didn't try to cum. The pain of the enema became more intense. Tom kept the hose in longer, filling me with a larger amount of warm water. "NNnnnnngggghhhh!!" I cried out again through the gag, horrified at the intense pain and watching my stomach bulge out from all the water flowing into me. I couldn't believe my dick got hard. It hurt and I hurt, but I watched as it again stiffened. Finally, Tom stopped the water, but he didn't move me to the toilet. Instead, he stood behind me and massaged my belly, putting pressure on it, increasing the pain. "NNNNNNnnnnn!! EEEEEASE AAAHHHH!!" I screamed through the ball gag at his cruelty. I started crying again, tears rolling down my face. Tom just put more pressure on my distended belly. "You are made for pain, Road-pig," whispered Tom in my ear, his open leather vest and chest straps against my naked back; his giant hard cock pressing through his leather pants against my naked ass. "You will have to learn to cum only when I let you. You will learn." Tom continued to squeeze my stomach as he moved me over to the toilet. I was sobbing with pain when he yanked out the hose... "Nnnnaahhhhhhhhhhhhh...." I moaned as the water shot out of my ass with the force of a gunshot. When Tom again slapped my cock with his leather strap and I was amazed that I was still hard. The smack forced more water out of my ass. Again I just hung there limply for a while, my ass draining, too exhausted to even move. Tom left and while he was gone, another male couple came in. They laughed when they saw me and one walked over to me and started caressing my smooth, naked flesh while the other one peed in the toilet. When he touched me, another squirt of water shot out of my asshole. "Damn, you are one sexy little boy, aren't you," he said as his hand caressed my shaved groin. "Uhhhhh," I moaned at this new attention, feeling horny all over again, my cock still twitching on fire. "Hey," said the other man, still pissing, "Leave the twink alone. I think he's Tom's new slave." The man caressing me looked at his buddy and grabbed my cock saying, "Maybe I should taste Tom's new slave." The man at the toilet stopped peeing and walked over to him, his thick cock still hanging out of his pants. "No, maybe you should taste me, sweety," he said as he grabbed his friend's shoulders and pushed him to the bathroom floor in front of me. The man who had been caressing me took the other cock in his mouth, sucking it in, drawing its limp thickness between his lips. "Shit, this place stinks," said the man getting sucked, "Let's go." The guy got up off the floor and they walked out. I hung there for a while, water dribbling out of my ass, my erection finally wilting, until Tom finally walked back in. "Okay, Road-pig," Tom said as he lowered my aching arms," All clean?" I mutely nodded. "Good," said Tom as he unhooked me from the overhead chain and I started to move my arms to get the kinks out, "but you came without permission. You're going to have to be punished..." With that, he knelt down and fastened another ball sheath stretcher around my naked testicles as I groaned again at the abuse. He fastened the leash back to my collar and laughed. I looked down and my cock was hard once more. It still felt like it was burning. I was afraid now. I didn't trust myself. I didn't want to get hurt. But I didn't know how to say no. Tom led me over to metal table and bent me over it. Then he dried my asshole and legs. I moaned through the ball gag as he lubed up my asshole once more, shoving at least three fingers into my clean, wet hole. "Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn," I moaned as he fucked his hand in and out, greasing up my boy hole, getting me ready for whatever he had in mind next. I forgot the pain, forgot my fears, as the sensation of Tom's fingers fucking my asshole thrilled me again. Next, Tom yanked me back to my feet and re-attached the nipple clamps. Then he led me out of the bathroom, dressed only in my slave collar, ball stretcher, and nipple clamps. My naked feet walked on a floor saturated with years of cum and sex filth. He had put the rest of my outfit somewhere else. My hard cock painfully throbbed in front of me. We went back to the black light leather area, where Tom got a drink at the bar, hooking my leash onto a peg that seemed to be made for that purpose. He took my ball gag off. "Thank you Master," I said, truly grateful at the pleasure of being able to work out my sore jaw. I was glad my insides weren't being tortured anymore. I felt the afterglow of the biggest shit that I had ever taken. My dick was hard. Tom smiled and pulled a nipple chain, forcing me to wince in pain. "Take your bowl on the floor, Road-pig," said Tom, indicating a new bowl of beer on the bar. I crouched on the floor and looked around. It appeared that I was the only overtly naked man in the room. Larissa was still there, clad only in her vest, chatting with people as she caressed her slave who sat on her lap, but the naked man tied to the wheel was gone and, whereas, most of the people were dressed erotically and I could see tits and at least one cock, I was the only fully naked slave in the room. There were several men that appeared to be slaves, but they all had more clothes on than I did, even if it was only a jockstrap. I felt deliciously perverted as I lapped up my beer, naked, my smooth, shaved ass in the air. Tom put a foot on the small of my back as he talked to his friends or acquaintances. I couldn't hear what was being said, but I knew it was about me, at least partly. My cock was stiff with new lust. Finally, Tom took his foot off of my back and pulled me upright. One of his friends pulled my nipple chains again and laughed at my groan. I could still barely hear what he said to Tom, but the next thing I knew, Tom had turned me to the bar and pushed my face down. A hard cock rammed into my ass. "Unnghhh," I moaned into the wood of the bar as Tom held my head down and I tried to lift my ass higher to give my fucker better access. The man grasped my hips and slammed his meat in and out of my asshole, painfully fucking me harder and harder. I heard other men gather around and encourage him on to fuck the twink harder and faster. He did. "AHH, ahh, uhh, ahh, uh," I grunted as he drove his rigid staff in and out of my asshole. Finally, I felt him freeze as he shot his wad of hot cum deep into my bowels... As soon as he pulled out, Tom pulled me back onto my feet and we walked back towards the corridor leading to the other bar area where the stage was. As we walked, Tom put one hand into my ass-crack and scooped up the cum leaking from my ravaged hole. He slid his fingers into my mouth. I eagerly licked the cum off of his fingers, still a totally fucked up, sensual, pleasure-seeking slave. I was so fucking hot. When we walked into the room, there was a different man on the stage and he was chained to the wall with his back towards the audience. He was naked from the waist up, but it looked like he still had his pants on. There were two women onstage. One was the older lady from the front desk. She had taken off her blouse and skirt and was dressed in thigh high leather boots; crotchless leather panties and the black corset that emphasized her naked breasts, pierced nipples and all. I recognized the other woman. Fuck. It was the housewife that I kissed and who was being fucked by all of those various men. She was still clothed in the long dress, but one tit hung out and it looked like it was torn and wet all over with cum. Her dark hair also looked sticky with cum. I couldn't see the guy's face, but it looked like the guy that had been directing everyone to fuck the woman. The mistress of this dungeon was showing the housewife how to whip the guy. There were red marks all over his back. It was a bizarre scene and I was mesmerized by it as Tom led me over to some stocks right near the stage. I continued to stare at the guy as Tom bent me over and fastened me into the stocks, which were low down to the floor, undoing my leash. Then he left me there with my naked ass again high in the air, to go to the bar as I watched the guy get whipped. I was still drunk and stoned and my cock was still on fire and I felt totally surreal. I'm sure that the room was staring at me just like I was staring at this housewife beating her guy. As far as I could tell, I was still the only totally naked man in the room. I felt hands on my ass as I watched. "UNNnnhhhhhhhh!!" I cried out as a new, hard, thick cock plunged into my ass. Fuck, this was the wildest thing I had ever done in my life. I tried to clench my anal ring around the new cock in my ass, sending waves of pleasure through my naked body. The stranger behind me casually fucked me as the man on stage continued to get whipped. It went on like this for a while. My mouth was hanging open and my eyes totally glazed over as I panted to the guys fuck thrusts into my ass. Tom sat down at a table next to us and I turned my head, looking at him vacantly as the guy behind me continued to use my ass for his pleasure. Tom got up and unzipped a front panel on his leather pants so that his giant cock was hanging out. Then, he slid his chair around and sat down so that his cock was brushing my lips. All the while I continued to grunt as the guy fucked me from behind. "I need to take a piss," said Tom. "Don't spill any." He put his soft cockhead between my lips and I closed my mouth, trying not to bite his manhood as the man behind me continued to slam in and out of my ass, vibrating my whole body with his thrusts. A hot, acrid, powerful stream of urine filled my mouth, burning my throat as Tom pissed into me and I tried to swallow. I gulped down his scalding waste frantically, terrified that I would cough pee all over him... The guy behind me froze and I felt his cock pulse its hot load into my ass. Tom continued to empty his bladder into my mouth and I could feel my stomach filling with his piss as I gulped his spouting tool straight down my throat. The guy pulled his cock out of my cum slicked asshole and Tom finally slowed to a dribble... Tom pulled me off of his prick by my hair and looked me in the eye. He put a hand down on his chair and wiped it, bringing it up to my nose - it smelled like pee. "You missed some, Road-pig," Tom said, undoing the stock. He got up and continued to pull me up by my long red hair. The man and the woman on stage were gone. Tom led me up the stage stairs... "Put your hands over your head, slop boy," said Tom Trembling with fear, humiliation and degradation, I obeyed. I could feel the warm cum dripping from my asshole down the inside of my thighs. Tom's piss was sloshing in my belly and my mouth was still acrid from the taste. My cuffs were hooked up to a pulley and my arms were again raised so that the heels of my feet were barely touching the ground. I was center stage, my stretched out hairless, boyish body with my throbbing hard on, stretched balls and clamped nipples, helplessly exposed to the lustful eyes of all of the watching patrons. Tom talked to the older dominatrix as he unfastened the front panel of his leather pants again, exposing his massive member, still only semi-hard. Tom again had a riding crop whip in his hand. Tom smiled at me, tracing the tip of the whip around my quivering cock, up my belly. I grunted and winced as he slid it under the nipple chain and flicked it outward. Tom laughed as he stuck the whip in my mouth and I tongued its tip, enjoying the degraded sensation. He walked around to my naked back. "EEEEAAAEAEEEE!!" I screamed as he slashed the flexible whip across my ass cheeks again, leaving a new line of naked fire. I screamed again as I heard the crack and he slashed me in the opposite direction. The pain again cut into me like a knife! "PLEEEAASSEEE NOOOO, Nooo," I begged, crying and wailing. Tom grabbed my face with his hand, squeezing my cheeks, cutting off my cries. He thrust his tongue deep into my mouth, choking me and shutting up my protests as I gurgled and my naked body arched. I felt his massive, hard, hard cock against mine, poking the top of my stomach and I moaned again with pleasure, feeling the lines on my ass swell into welts of masochistic fire. I was panting when Tom released my face and my penis was throbbing again. From behind me, the dominatrix slipped a blindfold over my eyes. "Oooouuuuuuhhhh," I moaned as everything went black and I couldn't see a thing. "Ohhshhhit," I moaned again. "Road-pig," I heard Tom's voice. "Tell the people what I'm going to do to you." Ohh fuck, fuck, fuck, I thought... "You're going to use me, Master." I replied and my cock pulsed. "AHHHHHH!!" I cried out when a leather strap hit my left, clamped nipple. "AHH!" I cried again as my other tit flesh was whipped . I hung from the shackles and groaned in pleasure/pain. I shrieked in pain again as a leather strap landed on my ass, right on top of the welts already made by the riding crop. The stinging pain filled my covered eyes with tears, but it was followed by a second and a third and a forth strike in rapid succession and my hips swung forward from the blows. I was gasping for breath as my ass burned a bright red. It throbbed through my body and set a fire in my cock, making me hot with lust. Suddenly there was another strike as the strap contacted with my ass from the other direction. Four more rapid hits left my ass burning with the heat. I shrieked again and again, groaning loudly it finally stopped. Tom's hand brushed across my ass-cheeks, his cool skin feeling icy on my burning ass, and I jumped with a moan. He caressed my ass, making me moan again, before drawing his hand back and striking the thigh below my ass with his strap. "Ahhhhhhh," I moaned loudly. I swung there for a moment, the loud music of the dungeon drowning out anything that I could have heard. My naked body was aflame with painful lust. I hung limply, letting my arms take my weight. "AHHHH!!" I cried out again now as a flogger hit my clamped nipple. The flogger came down again across my other nipple. I flinched again with the pain. Tom started flogging my stomach and began whipping me all over my naked body - my ass, my back, my nipples. The whip came down on my quivering cock. "AHHH, PLEeasse, NOO, Noooo," I begged, jumping and jerking as he striped my entire naked form. The only answer he gave was to whip my cock again and again as I screamed out, begging him to stop. But again, I felt the hot fire of overloaded sensuality and I suddenly started thrusting my hips, trying to make contact with the whip and my vibrating steel shaft of lust. I felt like I could cum from the whipping. I wanted to fucking cum. Fuck. "OHHH Fuck YESSS, YESSS! Use me... Fuckkk me!!! YEAHHH," I shouted out, my body on fire, burning even more with each strike. I was so hot. I had to cum... The flogging abruptly stopped and my head was pulled back by my hair, the new pain dousing my incipient orgasm. "Not yet, Road-pig" Tom whispered, his hot breath tickling my ear. I was left hanging, my ass, cock, stomach and chest, burning from the whippings. My hard on was soaking wet with pre cum. The darkened bar seemed bright when Tom removed my blindfold. I could see that the room was full of people. Some of them were involved with each other, but most were watching me. I trembled at my young boyish body being the obscene center of attention. Tom's huge, thick cock bobbed lewdly in the air at nearly full hardness as he lowered my aching arms down and unhooked my wrists from the pulley. Unresisting, I let him pull me over to some kind of netted hammock, where he laid me back into it. I moaned as the netting rubbed on my naked whipped form. As I laid there, my shaved cock facing the audience, the dominatrix fastened my cuffs to two of the straps holding up the hammock, over my head. Then they both grabbed my legs, stretching them up and sideways, tying them to the front part of the hammock hanging from the ceiling. It was similar to how Greg had been tied earlier in the day in the bondage session with same.... now seeming several lifetimes ago... I was completely exposed to the audience, my ass spread wide open, still lubricated with the cum from the previous fuckings. "Noooo," I murmured, staring at Tom standing between my outstretched legs, his gigantic log pointed at my asshole. "No?" said Tom, still smiling. "AAAAHHEEEGHHH!!" I screamed again as the baton whip snapped down on the inside of my open thigh. I could see the instant welt it created. I screamed again and again as Tom whipped the cane into the sensitive crack of my ass. "FUCK MEE, Pleasee, NOOoo, fuckme fuckme fuckme!" I begged as he whipped me over and over again. The blows stopped, but I could see the angry red welts that covered the insides of my tender thighs. Tom placed the enormous head of his cock against my asshole and grabbed my thighs. He shifted slightly, pushing his piss slit into the newly stretched opening, lodging in my anus. I could see his teeth as he smile broadly, looking at my face as my breath came in gasps, my body twitching as I stared at his elephantine cock at my sweet, young asshole... "AAARRRGH!!" I screamed with pain as, with a slow steady pressure, he pushed the bulbous head into my anal ring, stretching it beyond anything that had ever stretched it before. I was panting like a bitch dog in heat, suddenly grateful for all of the fucking I had had this day as his cock opened me up and slid past the entrance of my asshole. He stopped with just the massive head inside me, ripping me apart as I lay there helpless, moaning, disbelieving... "Uhhh...Fucckk, oh please, it hurts, please... please... nooo...please..." I begged, whimpering at his giant tool raping my boyish asshole. The fiery whipping lessened the pain in my stretched out anus, but Tom's dick was as thick as my wrist and it stretched my sphincter beyond its limits. With only the head lodged in my asshole, Tom pivoted the hammock so that the audience had a side view of his mammoth meat penetrating my boy hole. "AAHHHHHHHHHHH," I cried as he turned my whole naked body around with his cock head stuck in my asshole. "Relax," John tried to tell me through my pain drenched haze.... My laugh came out as a screaming groan - it was easy for him to say -he wasn't being skewered in the ass by 14 inch horse's cock as big around as my forearm. "Just relax." "UhhhoooooFuuuckk," was all I could manage to groan. I felt him slide another inch into my boy hole. All the cum and lube made it easier but it still felt like he was trying to push a tree trunk into my asshole. I writhed and squirmed on the hammock as Tom continued to slowly push his fat meat deeper into my quivering ass. With both hands on my thighs, he used the leverage to plow more of his cock into my shaking form. Now he groaned in pleasure as the hot, tight pressure of my asshole wrapped around the soft skin of his monster cock like a latex glove. I was out of my mind as I felt my ass stretching beyond its limits. My piss filled guts churned. "Oh shit - are you tight Road-pig," Tom moaned leaning his torso over mine so that he could look directly into my pained face. His open vest brushed against my naked chest as I stared at my face. He was lit up with the lust of total domination as he pushed more of his massive penis into me. I felt like a woman with my legs spread wide to accommodate his huge girth in my boy cunt. I was continuously moaning and crying at the pain of his relentless meat cock in my tight asshole. Small screams were coming from my mouth as he continued, getting his dick almost halfway in my hole. I felt like I was being split in half. "EEaahnnoooooooo, pleease," I cried out again as his huge tool continued to slide into my fuck hole. Then someone grabbed my head from behind and pulled my face back so that I was stretched over backwards. Another fat cock probed my lips and suddenly shoved its way home. "Ggghhhhhhhhhhh" I choked as the man rammed his thick penis all the way into the back of my throat. I was helplessly impaled from both ends again and I convulsed and shook as massive amounts of cocks were slammed into my holes. "MMmnnnnngggghhh" I choked as Tom pushed the last inches of his incredible cock into my quivering body. "MMNNNNNGHGHHHHGHGHGHG!" My whole body convulsed as his mammoth cock ripped my guts out at the same time his prick smashed this incredible pleasure center deep inside my guts. I could feel his pubic hair rub against my naked balls, still bound in their sheath, his weight crushing them.. The man in my mouth began fucking my face in earnest, masking my muffled screams as he grabbed my clamped nipples. It felt like they were both fucking my piss filled stomach. The pain was incredible. I felt like throwing up. And, the pleasure was incredible. The inside of my rectum felt like it was orgasming being stimulated by Tom's massive spear. "All right, Road-pig," shouted Tom as he shoved his hips against my backside. "I knew you could take it." Then, as I writhed and convulsed in pain and ecstasy, he slowly started to pull back, withdrawing his cock. The guy fucking my throat just kept on moving faster and faster. I was all fire as Tom's cock head withdrew to the inside of my anus. He then slowly pushed it back in again, filling my entire guts with his thick tool. I was crying inside with pleasure as Tom's massive cock fucked over some magical g-spot deep inside my ass... It still hurt, but I was beyond pain as my face fucker lodged in my throat and I could only whimper as Tom slid the whole length of his prick back into my stretched rectum. He kissed the guy fucking my mouth as he began to fuck his huge rape tool cock in and out of my ass. My mind receded into fuck whore pain and carnal whore pleasure as they split me in half again and again with every stroke of their cocks. Each time Tom's cockhead rippled through my ass, it felt like a massive orgasm coming from my guts. I was a pleasure pain slut boy to be ripped apart by hard meat; to be used to pleasure the masters... They were lust crazed rapists who gave no thought to me beyond the tightness of my asshole and mouth... and my pain. I was providing them total pleasure; being ridden like a slave bronco; Tom's huge balls smacking against my ass; my own bound balls being painfully crushed as he crushed his groin into mine; his giant meet slamming into my inner pleasure spot... Again and again and again they drove their stiff rods into me; down my throat; between the soft, yielding half globes of my young ass. I was lapsing into hallucinogenic unconscious fucked pleasure/pain when the guy in my throat started shooting his fiery wad of cum into me. I felt a sucking sound as he pulled out, depositing his sperm in my mouth to overflowing; jerking off onto my face; hot splatters falling on my lips and eyes. I swallowed and coughed and felt the white jizm again fill my nose. All the while Tom's giant pole continued to plow into me. I was still gasping and gagging as the man who had been in my mouth walked away. My face was drenched in his cum. Sweat was pouring off of my captive nude body. Tom slowed his fucking and drew his long thick cock all the way out of my burning ass, before pushing it back in, again accompanied by my gurgling pain. He did this slower and slower until he finally pushed his battering ram in as deep as he could into my stretched out rectum and held it there as I convulsed and tried to fuck his cock against the incredible inner sensations of my rectum - and then very slowly withdrew it from my ass - letting his bulbous head lodge in my anal ring one last time as I moaned in insensate pain until he finally popped it out. I lay there, trembling and moaning in the hammock swing as he untied me, his massive cock still hard, brushing across my cum slicked face at one point. He let my arms and legs drop, cum dripping off my face, from my mouth and nose, my gaping asshole facing the crowd. My body continued to try and fuck the sensations left over from Tom's giant weapon fucking me but, I don't remember doing anything for a while. I think some more people were on stage fucking or getting whipped, but it was all a blur to me as I lay there; quivering; moaning; semi-comatose. After some time, Tom re-attached the leash and he gave it a tug, pulling me upright. "Time to get dressed Road-pig," said Tom, smiling as usual. "We still have places to go and people to see." I looked at him bleary eyed as I stumbled to my feet, while he pulled on the collar with my leash. He was fully clothed, with his formidable cock hidden away again. I was still naked and he had taken off my nipple clamps and the ball stretcher. Everything felt sore and abused. I couldn't remember if Tom had cum in my ass or not - it felt like a tunnel of molten melted flesh, still pulsing with heat. I was feeling sick and I had to pee again. As Tom led me offstage, I could see the whip marks on my body... I was fucked up and scared. I was totally helpless. And, I wanted his cock in my ass... What had I got myself into? "Hey, that was great," some man shouted to Tom as we walked by his table. "You guys could take that on the road, you know..." Tom looked at him and laughed. Then he pushed me down to my knees again onto the sticky floor, while he pulled up a chair and sat next to the guy. I couldn't hear what they were discussing anymore, but while the guy was talking to Tom, he undid his pants, shoved down his underwear and exposed his hard 7 inch cock to my face. He casually pulled my face down to his cock, still discussing things with Tom. I didn't want to suck someone off right then. I would have liked him to fuck me. But, I knew I had no choice. I took him into my mouth and began sucking him. I was exhausted and I had to pee badly, but Tom and the man I was sucking talked for five or ten minutes until, almost nonchalantly, I felt him tense and spurt his wet juices into my mouth. I swallowed his cum and continued gently sucking his softening penis until Tom simply pulled me up by my leash again and we walked away. "Uhh, Please, uhh, I have to pee," I said to Tom uncertainly. I fully expected him to have me piss on someone or something, but he just led me to a bathroom and let me go pee. Even though I now felt disgusted by walking on the filthy bathroom floor in my bare feet, I was again submissively grateful to Tom that he wasn't making me perform some sort of pornographic act by simply pissing. Nonetheless, my pee burned as it came out of my prick, worrying me that I had damaged something... But then again, my whole body burned, including my incredibly loose, burning asshole. I couldn't believe it when my soft dick got a little harder after I peed. I had to tell Tom I needed a break, but I didn't know how. Tom led me to another room that had lockers and benches in it. He took all of the bondage stuff that I had been wearing from a locker and put it out for me to get dressed again. My head was swimming and my mouth tasted like cum. I could smell the sex on my face and I felt even more disgusting. I couldn't do this anymore. "Tom," I said tentatively, "I don't know if I can do this anymore..." Tom yanked me upright, close to his face, by my leash, choking me slightly. Then he grabbed my naked balls and squeezed hard. I opened my mouth in pain, groaning at this sudden attack. "You are going to put on your lovely slave outfit and we are going out again. Okay, Road-pig?" Tom spoke in low menacing tones into my face, all the while taking my breath away by crushing my ball sack... "Uhhhhhhhh..." I moaned, nodding my head, feeling hopelessly trapped. "Ohhhhfuckk," I groaned again as Tom let go and pushed me down onto a bench. He took off the metal cuffs on my wrists. "Get dressed. Put everything on. If you're lucky, you'll get to take it off again." he commanded and walked out of the locker room. Shit, shit, shit, I thought. I'm fucked. I can't fucking do this. I was exhausted; I felt dirty; I felt woozy and sick. I felt like a hopeless slave fuck, but I didn't know what else to do. My fucking dick was still hard and I wanted someone to fuck my ass again... Reluctantly, I started putting on my slave outfit. Everything was there. After putting on the boots, still naked, I spent some time attaching the sheath around my balls myself. It wasn't easy. A couple of guys walked in, glancing at me, but paying no more attention than if I was in a regular locker room. They started changing as I struggled into the stupid zippered shorts, making sure to get my balls hanging out the bottom. It took me awhile to crisscross the straps and attach them to my slave collar and each other. I was finally left with the nipple clamps and the butt plug tail. I did not want to fucking do this. I thought about making a break for it, but I didn't know how to get to Greg's place to get my stuff and I couldn't see going on the road again hitchhiking dressed like this. The guys had finished changing from ordinary street clothes to their S&M attire. They looked to be in their thirties. One guy had put on an outfit similar to Tom's, but with a lot more chains and straps and he had on a black leather hat. The other guy was dressed only in a black leather jock strap, black slippers and a black studded collar. They saw me holding my ass plug, trying to figure out how I was going to get it in me. "You need some help with that?" asked the black cap guy nicely. I sighed and nodded my head. Fuck. "Okay, bend over," he said and he took the ass plug from my hand and handed it to his almost naked partner. I bent over, putting my hands on the floor, spreading my legs to open up the crack in my leather shorts. "Damn," said the guy in the cap appreciatively. "Nice asshole. Looks like it's had a man sized prick in there already." This worried me all over again, but they spread my ass cheeks and the plug went in easily, sliding over its ribbed stem to its base. "Oooohhhhh," I moaned in pleasure at having my asshole filled again. "This go in there too?" asked one of the guys, picking up the tail. "Yeah," I sighed, wondering what the fuck I was doing. They screwed in the tail and closed off my leather shorts. "That looks fucking great," said the cap man. "You want one of these honey?" he said to his partner. "UHHhhhhh," I cried out, pushing myself up off the floor and batting his hand away from yanking on my tail. "AHHHHHhhhhfuckk," I yelped again as the tail, pointed down now, hit the bench and rammed the butt plug into my ass. I staggered away and stood there, my legs splayed open, panting as I watched the tail bob out between my legs. Fuckingunbelievable. The two men were laughing at me when Tom walked back in. "Not bad Road-pig," Tom chuckled as he saw me there, tail between my legs. "Is this young meat yours Tommy? I should have known by the size of his asshole." said the guy in the cap. "What happened to Randi? You trade him in for a boy twink?" Tom grabbed the nipple clamps off of the bench and yanked on one of my inflamed nipples, tightly clamping it. "AAHHHHhhhnnoo," I jerked and moaned at the pain. "Nothing happened to Randi," said Tom between gritted teeth as he savagely attached the other nipple clamp. "It's playtime." "Uhhhhhhh," I moaned again at the pain, my legs buckling as everything started hurting all over again -my asshole; my tortured nipples; the hot whip marks on my ass and thighs... "AHhhhh, Uh, Uh,AHh, ahh," I panted as Tom steadied me by grabbing the nipple chain and holding it up. "This is Road-pig." Tom said, displaying me to the pair of guys. "He wanted to play, so we're playing. Maybe I'll catch up with Randi later and we'll play too..." The guy in the leather cap laughed in an odd sort of way. The guy in the jockstrap looked down at the floor. "All right Tom... Nice boy." said leather cap, "Have fun. We'll catch you later." They walked out and Tom grabbed my collar leash. "Okay piggyboy," said Tom, leading me out of the locker room. "You look a little tired, so let's rev you back up again." He led me through the bar, down another hallway and knocked on a locked door. Somebody opened it and we walked in to another dimly lit room. One naked guy was chained to a bed eating another naked guy's ass while a third nude man sucked on his cock. There were several other guys, mostly naked, or just dressed with some straps or whatever standing around talking and drinking. One of them casually flicked the ass of guy sucking off the chained man with a flogger. Again, all of them were a lot older than I was, anywhere from 25 to 45. "Hey Tommy," said a couple of guys, eying me appreciatively. "Nice boy." "Yeah, Road-pig is a honey," said Tom, leading me over to the men, "But he needs a pick me up." "All right!" said one of them. "Help yourself." He indicated a glass table top. Damn, I thought, as Tom grabbed a spoonful of what had to be coke from a bowl. He expertly grabbed a razor blade and laid out several lines. Then he handed me a straw. "Snort up," he said. I was still exhausted and still fucking scared but... Fuck it. I wasn't about to pass up this opportunity. I snorted several lines of coke, at first feeling my nose go numb, and then licking up any leftover powder with my finger and rubbing around on my gums. Damn. "Here," said Tom, handing me a couple of black pills, "Drink these down too." A tiny corner of my brain was worried, but what the fuck again, the coke was already reviving me and I was starting to get high again. I washed down the pills with a glass of beer. The naked men were still writhing on the bed as we left. I gritted my teeth and let the unbelievable sensations wash through my body as we left the club. My dick was trying to get hard in the leather shorts, but it couldn't. I squirmed as we walked down the stairs, my tail fucking me again, the nipple clamps sending waves of pain down my chest. We walked out of the alley and Tom hailed another cab. I was in a complete haze as we got into the back seat. This time I groaned in pleasure as I sat on the dildo, driving it deeper into my ass. I started unzipping my shorts when Tom grabbed my hand. "My cock," I whispered, ashamed, "it's twisted. Please..." "Yeah, well..." said Tom as he carefully flicked one of my clamped nipples. I yelped and jerked forward at the pain as he continued, "What gives you the fucking idea that you can touch yourself pig-boy?" He seemed genuinely angry and I put my hands at my sides as I groaned softly, my tail fucking me once more; my dick getting painfully hard, twisted in the leather shorts. "Fucking pig," muttered Tom. He grabbed my jaw, opened it and popped the ball gag in. Then he fastened it tightly around my head. We got out on a dark street in front of a bar and walked inside. There was a large bar in the middle of the room with stools and booths all the way around. It was obviously a gay bar - all of the patrons were men, and there was a couple of naked guys gyrating on the bar. I think they were professional dancers. Tom squeezed us up to the bar and got himself a drink. I stood next to him at the bar as he talked one of the bartenders. I was stoned wasted by now and I vacantly stared at the dancers and looked around the room. I got a lot of looks back from the guys around the bar as I was definitely the only guy there with a gag in his mouth and dressed as provocatively as I was to boot. They all seemed to be leering at me, wanting to rip my clothes off and fuck me on the floor. I could see that some guys in the booths were obviously engaging in sex and I watched, my cock still twisted. It felt painfully hot and I surreptitiously unzipped my shorts and straightened myself out while Tom was talking. The guys staring at me watched hungrily. I managed to get my stiff member into its leather bulge and zip back up without Tom noticing. It felt so fucking good. Everything felt so fucking good... I wanted to fuck again. The only other men in the bar who were wearing anything like the exotic costume I had on were the waiters. They were naked... At least that's what they looked like in my drug altered consciousness. As I imagined the men all converging on me, fucking me over and over, I stared at these naked waiters. They had multi- colored hard cocks and prominent ball sacks bulging between their legs. I finally realized that they were wearing some sort of elaborate G-string and that their penises and testicles were entirely bound and prominently outlined by whatever it was they were wearing. I stared in a fascinated stupor. After Tom finished talking to the bartender, he walked around the room, leading me by my leash, occasionally greeting someone. I could see guys casually getting sucked as we walked past the booths. The whole bar was a cacophony of sounds and sights. I was tripping out, wide eyed; staring at everyone. Finally, Tom stopped by another booth and started talking to one of the guys there. I just stood by passively, not knowing what to do, my hips swaying and fucking the air, my tail fucking my ass, in time with the music, my mouth gagged. The men at the booth laughed at my mindless eroticism as they talked with Tom. Then, we left. He led me out onto the street and we walked a couple of blocks, past gay lovers dressed in all different ways. We went into another bar. Again the place was dark and loud, but this place was packed to the gills with guys - in all different kinds of clothes. A lot of them had leather outfits on, but others were dressed casually. I saw a lot of bare flesh. Tom led me through the crowd by my leash, squeezing through the guys, greeting a couple, wending his way to the bar. I was continually groaning as my tail got caught or jerked into my asshole. Hands caressed my flesh as we walked by. Again, Tom ordered a drink and I was again assaulted by sight and sound as I looked over the patrons. Tom engaged in some kind of discussion with a guy standing next to him. Most of the guys who were dressed ordinarily were older, some of them looked like they were in their fifties or sixties. The guys dressed in leathers were mostly older looking, although some could have been in their twenties. All of the guys that I could see who were dressed like me, or wearing even less, were all under thirty, I think a few were younger than I was. There was a lot of talking and drinking and smoking and dancing going on, but nobody seemed to be overtly fucking or sucking. I was again mesmerized by the whole thing, again lost in a drug induced delirium... Tom got up and led me through the crowd into the large bathroom where a group of guys were standing around another guy kneeling naked on the floor pissing on him. One guy was holding the back of his neck, forcing his mouth open, so it could be flooded with piss. The guy holding the piss toy didn't seem to mind getting peed on himself. I could smell the hot urine and I could see myself kneeling there drinking, soaking... My cock ached... We walked through the bathroom, its tiled floor soaked with piss, into another room - or series of rooms. This place was darker and consisted of a large room with stalls or cubbies or open spaces all around the perimeter. It had a couple of old stuffed chairs, couches and different size tables scattered around. There were a lot of men - in darkened corners; out in the middle where there was light; behind booth doors; mostly naked, mostly fucking and sucking. Groans and grunts filled the room. I could hear the smack and the yelps of a couple of asses getting whipped. It was a scene from a pornographic movie. Tom let me caress him as we walked slowly around the room. I was trembling with excitement, thinking about Tom fucking my helpless ass again, watching the various raunchy scenes of sexual debauchery - an older man, naked, getting fucked by a very fat, boyish looking man; a well-muscled naked man leaning against the wall, getting sucked by a fully clothed older guy; a small group of men in a dark cubby, fucking someone on a swing like the one at the club; fucking; sucking; slave leathers; collars; leashes; a naked ass in a dark corner getting whipped by a guy decked out in leathers... I wanted Tom to fuck me again... I was so fucking wasted... This was a fucking wet dream come true... Tom was holding my leash tightly near my neck, as he led me around. We stopped as we came to a scene where three men were involved. There was a fat guy who looked to be in his early thirties, dressed in the dominant leather clothes, sitting in a chair. A really, really good looking black boy was sitting on his lap. Totally naked, except for a collar similar to mine. The fat guy's cock was up his ass and he was squirming on it while he was sucking off another guy who was fully clothed. The black boy's hair was styled in long oily looking ringlets. The rest of his hard black body was hairless. He looked about my age but really, really well muscled. His huge, hard, wet cock was pulsing as the fat man fucked his ass. His cock was at least 8 inches long and fatter than mine. His black gleaming body was fucking beautiful and he looked so hot. I wanted to suck his cock... The fat white guy was stroking black boy's naked body as he sucked off the man standing in front of him... "Hey Tom!" said the fat leather man, looking at us and smiling in a perverse sort of way. Black boy kept sucking the guy standing. "Al." said Tom. "Gotta a new Road-pig here." Tom pulled me over in front of Al. "Really?" said Al, raising his hips and making the black boy grunt as he kept on sucking. "Damn, Tom. How old is this kid?" He took his hand off of the black boy and grabbed my nipple chains, pulling me down towards him. "MnnHHhhhh!!" I cried out, wincing in pain, but totally turned on, high on drugs, everything sharp and edgy. "Yeah. Really." Tom said decisively, looking at the naked blond boy, still sucking off the other guy. "He's old enough to fuck..." "Let's see what he's got," said Al, letting go of my nipples and going back to stroking the black boy.. "Take off your clothes Road-pig," said Tom. "Everything." I scrambled to obey. My cock was throbbing - Yes... Fuck me! But it took me a couple of minutes to fully strip - the tail kept getting in the way, and Tom used his leather strap on each new body part that was exposed, smacking me and saying, "Hurry up." I was breathing heavily with lust by the time I was naked. All the while the black boy seemed to be ignoring us, doing a maestro's job of sucking off the guy standing in front of him, slowly rocking on the cock shoved up his ass. I winced and moaned again as I finally took off the nipple clamps and placed them in Tom's hand. I stood in front of Al, completely naked, except for the slave collar and the gag, my hard cock throbbing violently, my hips swaying with fuck power. Al looked at the whip marks on my body appreciatively. I unbuckled the gag, thinking about just dropping to my knees and seizing the black kid's hard cock in my mouth. I opened my mouth, working out the kinks, my tongue licking my lips, staring at the kid's large cock, bouncing back and forth. I wanted to suck him. "Nice," said Al, caressing my smooth naked belly, tracing the welts on my flesh, moving his hand down to my shaved, stiff cock. "UUhhgnnngg!" I cried as he forcefully grabbed my cock and balls and pulled. At the same time, Tom smacked me on the ass with his strap, saying "and he loves a good whipping." Al continued to squeeze my nuts and as I bent over in pain, he turned his head and put his mouth to mine and shoved his tongue in between my lips. His fat tongue engulfed my mouth. He tasted of cigarettes and beer. My cheek was pressed against the black boy's back as I kissed him back passionately, reaching out my hands to caress both Al and his black slave, my head exploding in the sensual feel of bodies. My hand slid down the boy's naked flesh to his cock... SMACK! Tom hit my ass hard with his strap and I jerked and moaned. Al let go of my balls and pulled his mouth from mine and I staggered backwards into Tom's arms. He grabbed me, putting his hands around my naked chest and pulling on my already sore nipples. I moaned at the exquisite pain of his abuse and pressed my ass against the hard bulge of his enormous cock. The man being sucked started bucking his hips, grabbing the black boy's head as he started spurting his hot cum into his sucking mouth. The boy drank it in, swallowing and licking up every drop of sperm with expertise. When he was done, the man pulled his cock from the kid's mouth and started walking away. The boy shook his long black hair and leaned back against Al, licking his fat sensuous lips and staring directly at Tom and me like a satisfied cat. He had an arrogant relaxed contempt to him as he took in my naked body, my cock, the red whip marks on my body, and Tom abusing my tits, making me moan, as he wiggled his ass, stretching his naked form on Al's cock. "Well," said Tom, making me wince in pain, my knees buckling as he pinched my nipples harder. "Pleeese, nooo," I protested, all of my sensation focused in my tortured nipple flesh - but Tom did not let up and my mouth dropped open in a muted scream of pain... "Well," repeated Al, reaching out and caressing my smooth, boyish cock. "He's a little small... Damn, he's a fucking boy... I don't think his ass could handle a man...." Tom let go of my nipples and said "Try it." I staggered forwards now, panting, my nipples glowing points of fire... Al tongued the black boy's ear, his hand still on my cock and whispered something. The boy stared directly at Tom, putting his hands on his knees. Then he closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure as he slowly rose off of Al's hard manhood. He licked his lips and sighed as Al's huge member popped out of his ass. I only had a second to look down and see that Al's towering penis looked as big as Tom's. He was fucking huge! My eyes lit up like saucers as he gently pushed the black kid aways and grabbed me and then turned me around. "Open your ass-cheeks, boy." he said, putting his hand in the middle of my back and pushing me over. I stared hungrily at the blond boy's hard cock as I eagerly bent and did what he told me to do, putting my hands on the globes of my ass and stretching them apart. He drew me back between his legs and I felt the huge tip of his hard cock position itself at my anus. "UNNnhhhhhhhhhh," I groaned as he started pulling me down onto his fat, wet meat. I closed my eyes again, in fuck heaven, loving the pain of being stretched again by Al's fucking massive tool. "AHHHHH!!" I screamed and gurgled as the full length of his cock slid into my fucked asshole as he continued pulling me all the way down to his lap, slamming my naked buttocks on his thighs, his fat stomach squeezing my ass, the lines of fire where I had been whipped pulsing with pain. My head exploded again at this new abuse. I felt like a sodomized puppet. I was panting in a frenzy at another huge cock stretching out my rectum, driving in to me deeper than Tom's fuck pole had done. The room spun and I began shaking and moaning... I felt Al laugh and his mouth came to my ear, licking it as he had done the black boy's. He said, "Shhhhhh, shhhh, just relax little pig-boy," caressing my trembling flesh. I tried to relax, but his gargantuan fuck-prick felt like it was compressing my lungs inside my body. There was no escape. I moaned as I squirmed on his huge cock, trying to make it fit comfortably. I heard Al laughing again as he pushed me down harder onto his massive member - "Good fit" he said to Tom, as he caressed my young, smooth flesh, "All right. Go ahead. You boys can kiss and make up." I watched as Tom pulled the black boy's face to him and drew his naked body close, kissing him deeply, wrapping his arms around him in a bear hug. The naked black boy started moaning and kissing Tom, caressing his back, wrapping his legs around one of Tom's and humping against him. Al continued playing with my red marked, abused body as Tom pulled the boy off of him and said, "Randi, you cunt, I'm gonna whip your fucking ass." Randi smiled and said, "Bitch. It was your fault." Al stroked me as I watched this truly weird scene in a very drugged out haze. Their voices kept on fading in and out, but my body was alive with erotic sensations as I felt Al's huge meat pulse inside of me. Tom yanked on Randi's long black hair, causing him to yelp with pain, drawing him off of their kiss. "Suck pig-boy's cock," said Tom, turning Randi around and pushing his naked body down to my throbbing penis. Randi grabbed my hard on and sucked it in between his cheeks. SMACK! Randi jerked and yelped around my cock, sucking it even harder as Tom started whipping his exposed ass with his leather strap. I was shaking and tripping out at this outrageous debauchery as Al alternatively pinched my already abused nipples and grabbed Randi's bobbing head to drive my cock deeper into his throat while Tom spanked his ass red with his strap. I was screaming and moaning in uncontrolled, drugged out, passion as this scene went on and on until I saw Tom's huge cock position itself at Randi's ass. He slammed the entire thing into Randi's asshole with one long thrust. I felt Randi scream and he opened his mouth wide around my cock and it plunged into his throat. "AAHHHHHHHHH, auuhhh, ooooOOO,AAahhhh!!" I screamed passionately as my hot flesh burned and vaporized, my entire body orgasming, writhing on Al's giant penis, cumming, shooting my fiery load down Randi's fuck stud throat. My prick hurt as it spewed forth is fluids. Tom slammed in and out of Randi's asshole, lifting his body up with the force his fucking. My cock continued to burn and pump out its load onto Randi's flesh as he ripped his mouth off of it and pressed his head against my stomach, his hands digging into my thighs as Tom fucked him over and over, harder and harder, Randi's naked flesh slamming into mine, trapped by Al's giant cock in my ass. Randi's screams of pain lust mingled with my passionate cries as I heard Al laughing fuck obscenities in my ear and I watched Tom's face light up with an ecstatic carnal love. His face turned up and his body shook as he finally pumped his fuck juices into Randi's ass. Everyone was shaking and moaning and I could feel the pulse of Tom's cum in Randi's sweat drenched body, his face pressed hard against my groin as his mindless cries of passion burbled into my flesh... I lay limply against Al's fat stomach as Tom, his massive cock still embedded in Randi's ass, drew the naked black boy off of my lap and up to him. I could see Randi's thick meat was still pulsing with passion. Tom put a finger into Randi's sperm filled mouth and said, "I've got some new clothes for you." He pulled Randi's face around and started kissing him, drawing out my sperm with his tongue. "Let's get dressed," he said, pulling his massive softening cock out of Randi's asshole. As Randi turned around, I could see his perfect naked body glistening with perspiration. Tom pointed to my clothes on the floor and as Randi bent over, he presented his asshole to my eyes. It was stretched open, thick with cum, and as beautiful as the rest of his body. I still felt like I was hallucinating as I heard Al say, "Don't you think Road-pig needs to clean up your boy?" Tom pushed Randi back towards us and I bent my head down to lick his asshole. Even though cock was burning from having cum again, I started moaning in passion, my sore dick stiffening, my inflamed asshole squeezing Al's behemoth cock as I sucked Tom's spunk out of this perfect asshole. I licked and sucked with fervor, drinking Tom's cum, holding onto Randi's ass, stretching around him to fondle his still throbbing erection. Al's hard meat stretched my own asshole in sparkles of pain as I bent over farther to probe deeply into Randi's anal canal, thrusting my wanton tongue as far as I could... Again, I was disappointed as Tom pulled Randi up again, dislodging my tongue and handed him my clothes. I laid back against Al, moaning, rubbing my hands on my face, savoring the taste of Tom's sperm and the black boy's asshole. I watched in drugged out bemusement as Tom dressed Randi in my clothes, shoving the same butt plug that had been in my asshole into Randi's ass, wrapping the white leather sheath around his balls, attaching the tail and putting on the nipple clamps. All the while Al's cock was still in my ass and Tom's cum was still on my lips. I loved the way Randi looked. He was so fucking hot - the white leather shone on his dark black skin. He looked like a fucking porn star slave in my costume. He was beautiful. Al continued caressing my nude body, pinching my tits, squeezing my nuts as I moaned with erotic pain, his huge cock still distending my bowels, as Tom put the ball gag into Randi's mouth. Then, he reached over to me and fingered my slave collar. "I guess you'd better keep this for now, Road-pig," he said, suddenly making me gasp with pain again as he savagely pinched a nipple. "Have fun boys." said Al, as Tom led Randi away, preening with sensual pride, dressed in my white slave leathers. My whole world was a crazed quilt of Fuck. I was all cock and asshole and nipples and balls and everything else faded away as Al continued to play with my feverish body. "Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh," I panted, reaching down with both my hands and grabbing my pulsating cock. I wanted to cum again even though my cock hurt and I started jerking it roughly, wondering how to cum, when Al grabbed both my arms and pulled me off myself. "You are new at this, aren't you little pig? You don't get to cum again until I want you to now... You really are just a kid... First you perform..." "Yo," he shouted out to some older guy slinking around the room, looking at the lewd fucking going on. "You need some of this?" He put his fingers at the corners of my mouth and pulled it open. The guy froze, but he stared at us and started tentatively walking towards us. "Go ahead, put it in," said Al, still holding open my mouth, his gigantic cock still churning my guts. The man was probably about 50 years old and he unzipped his pants and took out a soft, thick cock. Al let go of my mouth as the man pushed his cock to my lips. I sucked him inside, trying to suck the soft meat to hardness as Al started fucking me a little bit more, lifting my hips up slightly and letting me fall down again, his behemoth rod jarring my insides. I was moaning passionately again, reveling in getting fucked by Al's monster rod, sucking and slobbering over the cock in my mouth, caressing the man's hips, undoing his pants further so that I could eat more of his prick. My own hard-on quivered and pulsed with erotic energy. All of this must have had an effect on the man I was fellating and his dick grew in my mouth. Al laughed behind me as I sucked the man to hardness, massaging his balls, feeling my drool wet his nut sack. We went on this way for a while until I was at last rewarded by the older man grasping my head and pumping his hot seed into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed, feeling totally perverse at the degraded acid taste of his sperm. I was disgusting. He finally pushed my face off of his spent cock. "Good," said Al, "Do it again." Al invited another fat black guy over to fuck my mouth. His prick was as big as Randi's had been and he was hard when he entered my oral fuck hole. He grabbed my head as Al continued to fuck my ass, harder and harder. "Fuck that ass pussy of yours on my meat, boy." he said in my ear as the black man fucked my face. I put my hands on either side of my ass onto Al's thighs and started bouncing up and down on his immense hardness, trying to suck on the black prick with only my lips and mouth. "Mghgh, mghgm, mghgh, mhhghh, mmmgmhh, hghm," I panted and moaned as the black man fucked his cock to my throat and Al's massive bulk continued to plow my used rectum. I squeezed his shaft with my anus; I twisted and turned; I fucked him faster and faster; sucking on the black guy harder and harder, burbling with joy at the overwhelming sensations, a fat cock in my mouth, totally naked, on public display, getting reamed by a hot huge horse cock. I was totally fucked up, hallucinating colors and sounds, just one giant burning fuckhole to be used and abused. I was dimly aware that there was a small group of men now watching this pornographic spectacle. But I continued to jiggle and bounce on and on, sweating buckets of hot liquid, spinning, on fire, moaning, sucking and fucking and sucking and fucking and sucking and fucking.... Hot sperm shot into my mouth and I drank and swallowed as the black man came and pulsed his white fuck juice into my guts. I reached up and grabbed his fountaining cock, sucking his hot juices, moaning, loving the salty fuck taste of his cum. I continued to shudder on Al's elephant cock as he fucked me hard on his lap while I tried to suck every last drop of sperm from my black abuser. The black man yanked his spent cock from my mouth and I immediately put my hands back on Al's thighs, fucking his cock into my ass with a new frenzy of lust. Al grabbed my chest nipples, pinching them hard and slamming my naked body back into his. "AAAAhHHHHHHH," I screamed out in pain, cum spraying from my lips, as I heard him moan in my ear as his cock erupted in my ass. "AYHYGHGHHHHhhh" I screamed again as he slammed one hand into my tender balls and exploded my head into a world of brilliant sensual pain. His molten cum shot into me, overflowing my used anal canal, pumping into my intestines, filling me up with his spunk... I convulsed and shook like a rag doll, overcome by his orgasm, feeling like my whole body was orgasming, as his hot, hot sperm poured into me... Again and again I slammed back into him, convulsing and screaming with pleasure over and over again... My throat was clogged with sperm... I felt hot gobs of cum splatter on my naked body as men jerked off all over me to the show that we were putting on. Finally, Al held me, stopping my spasmodic jerking until I lay there limply, his gigantic cock still up my ass, his huge cum dripping onto his balls and the chair. We both relaxed and I felt him soften inside of my anal canal, his massive hardness slowly dwindling. "All right piggy, you are definitely one hot little boy..." sighed Al. "Let's take a break." He pulled me off of his dick. I heard a sucking pop as it came out of my well used asshole. I could barely stand upright. The room was spinning and the men looking at us seemed like demented sexual cartoons. Al got up and led me across the room, my bare feet sliding on the sex sludge that coated the floor, over to a darkened cubby that had a low slung hammock in it. It was about 20 inches off the floor. "Sit down piggy boy," said Al. I gratefully fell into the hammock swing, lying on my back. I was still tripping out. I looked up at Al's massive drooping penis, glistening with my ass and felt another wave of fuck lust sweep through me. I moaned as someone stretched my hands over my head and tied them off. Then someone else, or more than one person, stretched my legs over my head and tied them and my arms together, so that I was totally inverted, my hard, throbbing cock pointing at my face, my asshole pointing almost straight up. Most of my weight was on my shoulders, but the swing cushioned them. I stared curiously at my throbbing meat, fascinated with its hardness as I felt my freshly fucked guts try to adjust to this new position. I wasn't particularly comfortable, but I was much too fucked up to notice. I savored the fuck juices still in my mouth. The sights and sounds and smells of the fuck room were still echoing and mutating. I was helplessly positioned and I just lay there, a mass of sensual flesh, waiting for whatever came next. Hands caressed my ass, fingering my open asshole... I moaned as someone tried to shove all of their fingers into my ass, twisting their hand. It felt like I was being fucked by an elephant. After a while, they stopped and I was alone again... "AAAAAAAAA" I cried out as someone brought a paddle down onto my asshole. Mixed with the sounds of music and fuck noise and voices, I heard men laughing and commenting and I could see it was Al above me. The paddle came down again. "OOHHH, AHH, OOHh, aahhh!!" I cried as the paddle kept on spanking my ass. I was utterly defenseless and could only lie there and scream as Al spanked my exposed ass and thighs to a fiery redness. I moaned in a thick soup of erotic heat. My dick was painfully hard again, right in front of my face, I tried to reach my tongue out to lick it. I wanted to suck my cock, but I couldn't reach it. The spanking stopped and I saw a hand upend a beer bottle. "UHHhhhhhhhoohoooo," I moaned in ecstasy as ice cold beer was poured on my ass, splashing all over me, spilling into my asshole, sliding down over my cock and balls, dripping onto my chest and into my open mouth. I bounced up and down, fucking the empty air with sensual pleasure as I was soaked with beer. Through my sex fueled haze, I watched a hand start pouring another beer into my open asshole. "UNNHHHHHHH," I groaned as the bottle was shoved into my ass, easily sliding past its neck to the main body which was shoved into my beer filled asshole. It was very cold and I was very hot. I squeezed my anal ring around the fat bottle. It was shoved in farther and farther, spreading my asshole deliciously, opening my rectal sphincter and draining beer into my intestines. I could feel it in my guts as someone pushed the bottle all the way into my asshole, my anal ring gripping the base of the bottle as it was pushed in. It was the most incredible sensation... I could still feel the coldness of the beer and it felt like an enema, draining into my intestines. The head of the bottle was well into my guts. It also felt like I was getting drunker by the second. But, most of all the pain / pleasure pressure of having a whole bottle shoved into me was unbelievable... I watched in dazed wonder, flexing my sphincter muscles... There was a bottle of beer shoved entirely into my ass... I was so fucking perverted. I groaned again, my ass on fire from the spanking, my body soaked with beer and cum and sweat. My long red hair was wet and matted underneath me. I bounced up and down in the swing, squeezing the bottle with my bowels as it popped out of my anus, fucking myself, trying to suck it back into me; lost in the dreamy unreality of a perverted fuck-sex slave. After a while somebody pulled the bottle from my asshole and a man's face was pushed down to my gaping hole and he started lapping at the liquids accumulated there. He drank the mixture of beer and cum, sucking my anus, fucking his lips and tongue deeply into my stretched out opening as I had done with Randi until I was shaking and moaning again with pleasure. Stars exploded in my head and I tried to raise my ass, to shove it into his mouth... in another endless ecstasy of sensual pleasure. After that, Al untied me. My arms and legs felt paralyzed as they were released and I couldn't move. The liquids dripped from my ass. The fuck room was still echoing and spinning as Al and another guy lifted me up and moved me over a couple of feet. There was another swing hammock there, but this one looked like leather and it was higher up off the floor. I saw men around me, stroking their cocks, laughing, playing with each other, naked and dressed, sucking and fucking as I was laid down again onto the leather sling. Al manipulated my body so that my ass was over an empty space at the edge of the sling. It formed a vee with leg rests that climbed into the air attached to the sling ropes. I was still totally fucked up. My insides felt wet and liquids still trickled from my ass. My cock still hurt with hard fire. Al raised and spread my legs again onto the leather supports. He strapped some buckles over my calves and thighs. But I could see everything and my hands were free. I reached over my head to grasp the sling ropes. My asshole was wide open again. I watched Al with the paddle in his hand again. He looked like another hallucination to me. His massive prick was still sticking out, hard. SLAP! "AHHHHHH!" I cried out in pain, my burning ass exploding as Al brought the paddle down onto my exposed ass-cheek again. He laughed and caressed my red ass. I moaned, gripping the ropes tightly, feeling the cool touch of his hand. SMACK! I screamed as he brought the paddle down on my other ass-cheek. Again I moaned with pleasure as he caressed my redness. SMACK! I watched Al spanking my ass with a paddle as I jerked and cried out again in pain and lust. My ass was on fire and Al was stoking the blaze, driving me to new limits of pain. It hurt, but through my haze, I could see that I was the center of attention again. I was a young looking hairless boy being paddled, surrounded by horny men with their cocks out. I was still hard as a rock. I grunted with pain again at each stroke until Al finally stopped and caressed my flaming hot ass, his hands moving up to my cock, caressing the smooth flesh of my groin, grasping and kneading my testicles. Other hands massaged my naked stomach, played with my nipples; fingers were stuck into my mouth and I licked and sucked them in mindless lust. Al inserted his lubricated fingers into my gaping asshole. "UHHNNNNGHHHHH," I grunted in pain as he wiggled his hand into my fuck hole. I moaned in exotic pleasure as the the pressure increased and my sphincter was stretched once more beyond endurance. "AAAHHHHHHH!" I cried out in painful glee as Al forced his hand into my tormented ass. "UUUUnnnnhhhhhhh" I groaned as Al shoved harder, opening my anus beyond the fattest fuck tool with his fist and I sucked his hand inside of me. "Jesusmotherfucker!" I screamed as my ass closed around his wrist with his fist inside of me. My rectum was a wide open cavern inside, smooth and slick with all of the fucking of the day. Al forced his fist deeper and deeper, slipping round the bend of my intestines as I cried out and whimpered at the sensation of his huge fist working its way up my bowels. I was one huge asshole with a gigantic cock pushing ever deeper into me. With a lunge Al stretched my sphincter beyond all reasonable limits and broke through into the hot steamy depths of my intestines. "AAARRRGGGHHHhhh!" I howled, as Al's hand deep inside me started to fuck his arm all the way up to the base of my stomach. He fucked his arm into my hot hole as deep as he could, down, inside, and around. It felt like my whole body was tunneled open as he fucked me deep inside my bowels. As he fist-fucked me, I felt the hot cum of other men jerking off on me, excited by my helpless bondage and abuse. Al's fist fucked in and out my tortured ass, his arm shoving in practically to the elbow as I shook and screamed in the most unbelievable pleasure pain of my life. Then, Al pulled his fist from the steaming prison of my guts, stopping at my anus, letting his hand stretch my asshole even more. "AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH," I cried out as his whole fist rotated in my stretched out asshole. My back arched as I panted and sweated with insane lust as other hands squeezed and yanked on my cock; abused my body and Al plunged his arm back into my ass. "UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH," I panted, fucking my body back at Al's overwhelming intrusion into my ass. "UHH," I groaned as he finally pulled his fist through my anus again. Then, my sphincter barely recognized his fat cock head as he, with a violent savage thrust, slammed his cock mercilessly back into me and started fucking me again. Again slamming his full torrid ram into me again and again. In and out, keeping up a roaring pace that overwhelmed my senses. His hands reached over to my chest and began twisting and pinching my nipples, holding onto my chest nubs while he fucked my ass. Once more, everything turned white and sparks went off in my head. His fat belly was rubbing my cock and balls, and I suddenly felt like I was cumming again. I reached down with one hand and grabbed my dick under his flesh, to try and squeeze my erupting penis, trying to stop my orgasm. It hurt! My asshole pulsed around Al's cock and he increased his tempo, riding my asshole faster and faster, until once more his hot cum started shooting into my ass. He moaned and squeezed my nipples. I blacked out again from the lust; from the pain; from the utter degradation... I felt Al again pull his softening cock from my ass. He walked over to my face. "Clean me gently, pig boy," he said, placing his fat cock on my lips. I put my hands to his leather covered ass and bent my head backwards to lick off the mixture of cum, lube and all of my other ass juices until he was clean. "You are such a hot little piggy." said Al affectionately. Another cock slid easily into my well fucked asshole. I moaned... Al moved away and a cock probed at my lips. I opened and let its hardness slide into my mouth. As I sucked, I felt the other man plunge in and out of my ass. "Slut... Road-pig... Fuck... Beautiful... Young... Flesh... Hot... Ripped open..." All this and more wafted out and in of my hearing as I was fucked. I was a hot toy buzzing on overdrive sexed fuck and I took everything I could... I felt another man shoved his fist and arm into my ass, fucking my guts as I squealed with pleasure. The sensation was still unbelievable... "UUUNN!" I cried out again as two guys spread my legs even farther and I gripped the cords of the swing hard as I watched them try to get both of their cocks in my ass at once. They succeeded in stretching my already abused asshole, each grabbing a my naked thigh, forcing me apart, their naked hips stretching my legs even further, forcing two dicks into me at the same time. I watched, fascinated, licking the cum from my lips as they both fucked me, two cocks deliciously fucking my ass and I shuddered and moaned as they came, adding their hot loads to the reservoir of sperm in my ass. I was so fucking hot. I opened my mouth and moaned in ecstasy as they left, sliding my hands down my cum soaked body to my gaping asshole, my fingers seeking to grasp the cum leaking out of me. I brought my fingers back to my mouth to lick at the fuck juices from my ass. I was abused, fucked, used, and covered with cum and I loved it. I was continually moaning and jerking and putting on an insanely erotic show the entire time I was tied into the hammock. Then, there were two men fucking my ass and mouth again. I gurgled around the prick in my throat as I felt a hot load of piss start splashing on my chest. Guys started yelling at each other and the man fucking my ass pulled out and then unstrapped my legs. The other guy fucking my mouth had also pulled out and they helped me get upright. "C'mon," said the guy that had been in my ass, "We're going to go party with my friends instead of these anti-social fuckers." I looked at the two men. They both had black leather biker outfits on. They were both very drunk, but they looked friendly as they helped me to my feet. There were still people fucking and sucking, around me as I let the bikers support me as we walked out of the fuck room. They didn't seem to mind that I was dripping with cum and piss and god knows what else and that I was still totally naked. "I gotta pee," I mumbled as we walked into the bathroom, my bare feet wet on the urine soaked floor. They laughed hysterically at this, but helped me face a urinal. I looked in bewilderment at my still hard cock. It was throbbing with a mixture of pain and arousal, but I couldn't believe that it was hard. I stood there trying to pee and empty my painfully full bladder. I stood there awhile, unable to pee through my hard on until one of the guys said, "Here, maybe this will help you." He parted my ass-cheeks and slid his hard cock easily into my asshole, pressing me into the urinal as he started fucking me. His friend laughed as I said, "No, I can't, please...." He ignored me as he fucked me for a couple of minutes, grunting and groaning, almost slamming me into the urinal with his force. "Hey, Frankie, c'mon, let the kid pee, for Christ's sake. I wanna bring him back with us..." said the other guy. "Fuck. I like his pussy," said Frank shoving his cock deep into my ass, almost lifting me off my feet. He pulled out and I suddenly could pee. My flow started as he said, "Fuck it, c'mon pussy boy, you can pee when we get there." He grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the urinal and my piss shot out onto the already soaked floor. I couldn't stop. "Bastard," he said jumping away, watching me and tucking his hard cock back into his pants. His friend started laughing uproariously again. They both watched me stand there, my hard cock shooting pee up in the air and onto the floor. I could feel the hot piss splashing on my bare feet and calves, but it was pointless to even think about it. It even felt good. I sighed with incredible satisfaction when I was finally done. Immediately Frank grabbed my arm again and said, "All right. C'mon pussy, let's go." His friend grabbed the other arm and they led me naked, with only my slave collar on, through the bar area. A few men there looked at us with a mixture of disgust and humorous lust, but most everybody else simply ignored us. My cock was still hard and I must have presented an interesting display - my flesh shiny with fuck fluids; totally naked and shaved; my long red hair all matted and skanky - between two bikers who were drunk, but obviously going to fuck me. We walked out the door into the dark night of the city. I was still totally fucking naked, but I was still totally fucked up and I could care less. These two total strangers who were going to take me somewhere and fuck the hell out me again. Fuck it, that's what I was made for. Frank reached into a compartment in the motorcycle and grabbed a t-shirt. "Put this on pussy boy. We don't want to get stopped." They both laughed again at this as I pulled the t- shirt over my wet body. Still totally naked from the waist down, I got behind Frank, slipping on the leather seat from all the cum in my ass and on my thighs. This was totally unreal. I was riding naked through a strange city on the back of a motorcycle... I had to concentrate with all of my might to grasp the biker's waist and keep my head into his back. I didn't want to fall off. The air chilled my cum soaked body, but I still didn't care that I was half naked, driving on the city streets. I was that fucked up. Time passed until we finally stopped at another darkened street that looked like a warehouse district. A garage door opened up and we drove inside to a big fucking lighted warehouse room. They parked their bikes next to a bunch of others and we got off. There were bikers all over the room. Near the bikes, on the concrete floor of the warehouse, there was a naked short haired tattooed girl on her knees. One man was pissing on her face and into her open mouth; another stood behind her, pissing on her hair and naked back. She looked like she was enjoying herself. We walked across a concrete floor to the back where there were a bunch of bikers lazing around. Another naked woman was being fucked on a couch, the two oblivious to the other men and women in the room. Most of the bikers were at the pool table where a plump, naked woman sat with her legs spread open. There was large, sloped tray in front of her that was attached to an open chute that ran into her spread cunt. They were shooting pool balls into her cunt and she grunted, throwing her head back each time one hit her. They looked at us walking up. "Jesus Christ, Frank. What the fuck is that?" one of the guys said, referring to me. "It's a pussy boy," said Frank, still drunk. "He followed us home and the little queer would fuck your dog if you wanted him to; he'd even fuck Suzy here," he said referring to the fat, naked broad on the table. Everyone laughed and Suzy said, "Fuck you," to Frank. "Hey, he's a fuckin' cum dump." said Frank. I just stood there, still dizzy with drugs and sex and the motorcycle ride. I was still unconnected with reality, but my hard cock still throbbing. "Fuck." said the guy. "He's just a fucking kid." The other biker said, "You should see this kid in action Matt. Anything. And, I mean anything. He could fuck a horse." "Shit. Fuck. All right." A chorus of agreements, obscenities and crude jokes came at us from the other guys at the pool table, but Matt said, "Damn, he's fucking skanky. Bring him over here." I was dragged over to the pool table where my t-shirt was taken off. I was lifted up onto the edge and again pushed back, so that I was lying on the table. "Lift up those legs, pussy boy," said Matt, "Let's see what you've got." I was exhausted, and even though the drugs were beginning to wear off a little and a dim corner of my brain was wondering where the fuck I was and what was I doing naked on a pool table with a bunch of strange men, I still lifted up my legs, exposing my truly well used asshole. "Damn," laughed Matt, "This boy has been fucked." He flipped his pool cue around and pushed the fat end into my open anal cavity. It slid in without resistance. A feral grin spread across his face as he shoved the cue deep into my ass! "AAAAHHHNNOOMMooo," I screamed as the handle sunk deep into me and I tried to jerk back onto the table. But I couldn't put my feet down without driving the cue farther into me. "Pleasse, No,, please, I can't," I begged, as Matt began fucking me with the invading pole, shoving it in and out, jerking it around. "Hey, hey," he laughed along with the rest of the crowd around the table, ignoring my pleas and fucking my unfortunate asshole, twisting the pool cue, changing the angle and spreading my nether hole. "Stop, pleasee, please, stop, ahhhhh, gdddd, nooo," I moaned as I was fucked once more as the man plunged the rod as deeply as it would go. My cries dissolved into incoherent gurgles as my guts were shifted and stirred again. "Hey, don't kill the kid," said another guy. "Jesus. C'mon." He pulled the pool cue from my ass. I groaned with relief. "All right," he said, "Let's see if he'll fuck Suzy." Everybody laughed again. "Yeah," a few voices agreed. "Ya think?" said Matt. "Fuck, why not... Hey, Suzy Q, give us our balls here." I moaned again as I looked upside down at the woman on the other end of the table. She pulled the chute from her cunt and got up, walking on the table. She straddled my naked body, walking over to the edge where she put her hands on her thighs and squatted, bending over. Her round asshole was also wide open, spread before my eyes as wet, glistening pool balls began to drop from her cunt. "AHH," I cried out as one hit me in the nuts. I jerked back up the table, as the balls continued to drop out of her. I lost count, but it looked like eight or ten balls slid out of her cunt. Then, she sat back down on the table and laid back. Amidst raucous comments, I was lifted up dumped on top of the fat women, who guided my cock into her cunt. "AAAAAAaahhhhfuckk!" I moaned as my still hard cock slid painfully into her fat, wet pussy. My dick was on fire and I was feeling nauseous, but I automatically went into fuck mode, humping this large, naked cunt on the pool table. Some of the bikers were shouting encouragement at the spectacle of, what looked to them like a young hairless kid fucking their old woman bitch. I was a mindless fuck toy. We continued fucking and putting on a show for a while, Suzy wrapping her fat thighs around me and grinding her hairy crotch against my smooth naked groin. "Fuck this shit," said one of the guys, let's see what kind of cunt mouth the kid has. They pulled me off of Suzy, forced me over and I was pulled back on the table where my head flopped over the edge. A fat, hard cock was thrust into my mouth. My head again exploded into light as I choked on fat cock. "GGHHhghghhhh!" I gagged on the biker's huge dick. Then, I reached for his ass cheeks and pulled him hard into my face, once more tripping out at being the whore at the center of attention. I sucked him hard, grasping his ass, deep throating him until I had to gasp for breath... I panted as someone else again lifted up my legs and shoved a pool cue into my ass again. "Shit, this kid's ass is like a fucking tunnel," yelled the guy with the cue, "Fucking Suzie's got a tighter fuck box than this cunt..." The cock fucking my mouth was shoved in again and I continued sucking him, like a mad whore, even as my ass was being fucked, until I was again rewarded with his hot sperm. I eagerly drank his cum until he pulled out of my fuck mouth. "Hey!" someone said, "How about pussy pool in the kid's ass? Looks big enough!" "Set up the pussy boy." said another guy. The cue was pulled from my ass and they spread my legs farther apart, bending my knees so that my feet were flat on the table and holding my legs open so that my asshole was again exposed. I was scared and sobering up fast. They were going to kill me if they tried to put ten pools balls up my ass. My erection wilted. I was afraid they were going to really hurt me. "Pleasee, don't do this." I tried to protest, no longer as stoned as I had been. The t-shirt was shoved into my mouth and tied around my jaw. "Shut the fuck up, ya cunt," said the guy tying the rag around my head. "NOOO!" I protested through the gag as they pushed the speculum attached to the chute into me, spreading my already gaping asshole. As they forced it into my well lubricated ass, the sides of speculum pivoted to flatten along the chute, its tapered end opening, spreading my asshole wide. "HHHmnnn!" I tried to scream through the gag, unready for this new abuse. They were tearing me apart. Please, no. My hole was stretched wide open. I could see what was happening. Fuck fluids ran from my opened asshole down the tray. I started breathing heavily again as I watched one of the bikers set two pool balls on the table. "This should work great," he said as he lined up two balls with the cue sticks. The two guys kept my knees apart as the biker lined up the shot and smashed the cue ball into the other ball. The cue ball stopped in its tracks as the other ball shot down the table, up the ramp and smacked into the inside of my thigh, ricocheting off, slamming into the metal speculum and bouncing back down the table. I moaned at the shock. "Fuck it," said Matt, grabbing the pool cue. "We should put you up there instead of pussy boy. You shoot like a girl." The men laughed as Matt lined up another shot, whacking the ball and shooting straight down the table. "NNNNOOO!" I screamed through the gag at the sudden pain as the ball smashed into me, entering my stretched out hole and lodging in the hot flesh of my rectum. Everyone laughed again and they started making bets as another guy took the cue. He put another ball down, again lining it up, hitting it and powering it up the table. It went right into my asshole, smacking the the first ball, driving it farther inside me, but it rebounded, rolling out of my ass back onto the table. Waves of pain shot through my tortured ass as I felt the first ball in my guts. They started arguing over whether that counted as a hit. Somebody else took up the cue. He shot a ball down the table, up the ramp and it again shot into my open asshole, hitting the ball inside, driving it in even deeper. Now there were two pool balls in me. The feeling inside my rectum was bizarre. The pain had diminished and it felt like I had two separate super- sized cocks in there. I was getting turned on again. My anus was conforming to its new stretching. My cock, which had softened, started stirring. I was being fucked by pool balls and the sensations created a new erotic craving in my fucked ass canal. I started panting harder through my gag. "Fuck, look," someone said at my stiffening cock, "the pussy bitch is enjoying himself." The men started drunkenly chanting "Ass ball, pussy ball, ass ball, pussy ball..." Another man took up position and I watched as another pool ball shot down the table, this time hitting right above the side of my knee and careening into the speculum and rolling down the other side. "Pussy shot," the men yelled. Another man tried, hitting the ball square into my asshole again, smashing into the second one inside of me, driving both balls deeper into me before rebounding back onto the table. "UNNHhhhhggnnhhh," I arched my back, getting fucked by pool balls, my sore dick now totally soft. Another ball smacked into the two in my ass, lodging all the way in this time. My body jerked again as I cried out. The next ball hit the others, but stayed right at the speculum, lodged in the opening of my asshole. The next shoved that ball in and rebounded. "What is that, four?" asked the biker leader. The bikers roared their approval. I was crying now at this insanity. WHAM! The next ball rocketed up the chute, clunking against the others driving them in deeper. I shrieked through the gag as the fifth ball lodged in my rectum. I was crying and shrieking continuously, only raising my volume and pitch as each new ball hurtled up the cues to smack into my ass. "EEEEAAaahhhhhhh!!!!!" I screamed as a sixth ball bounced off the speculum and slammed into my testicles. Everybody laughed hysterically at that. Still another ball shot up the ramp, but this one smacked into my thigh again. "Fuckers" said Matt and he grabbed the cue again. "You guys can't shoot worth shit." Another ball smacked into the fifth ball in my ass, but it still bounced off. My naked body was trembling on the table and I could feel the pool balls deep in my guts. They tried a few more times to lodge another ball inside of me, but I was full and the fifth ball was lodged just in my asshole. I was beyond pain. It was all for their pleasure an my whole body was quivering. My thighs were bruised from the pool shots and my nuts were aching and I had five fucking pool ball in my ass. I was fucked like never before. They lost interest and pulled the clamped speculum ramp out of my ass. One of the balls came with it, letting me close my legs. My asshole closed around the pool balls and my legs came down on the table, trapping the balls in my ass. I lay there moaning through the gag and rolling on the table, humping my ass, feeling the pain of the balls fuck me in my groin; in my stomach; in my asshole; everywhere. Another fat cock was shoved into my mouth. He drove his meat in and out, choking and gagging me relentlessly. But I was too far gone to care. I just gasped for air when I could and sucked his cock deep into my throat when he thrust. I don't know if he came or not, his cock was that deep into me. Then, his cock was replaced by another. I sucked and grunted as a few guys continued playing pool around my naked body. I was poked and prodded with pool cues and hit with pool balls, sometimes causing me to gag as they skipped into my balls or cock. I was a just fuck whore meant to be used for others amusement. Even though my aching dick was limp, it still turned me on over and over again... I sucked cock after cock, cum flowing down my throat, down my face, covering me... I was living in a different dimension where nothing existed besides sex. Everything faded... Nothing but Road-pig grunting fuck-sex... Then... I woke up... The room was quiet. I moaned. My guts churned and I felt sick. I turned my head and tried to open my eyes. They were glued shut by cum. My whole face was crusty with cum. I gagged on the fuck juices in my mouth as I used my fingers to wipe open my eyes. My neck ached and I could barely turn my head. My whole fucking body ached. My stomach was churning and I felt sick. "Ouuhhhhh, fuck!" I moaned as I tried to raise my throbbing head. I was still lying on the pool table, naked. I tried to get up. "AAhhshit!!" I cried out, feeling the fucking pool balls in my guts. I lurched up in horror, rolling off the table, feeling the balls move in my guts, hurting my body as I fell onto the floor. I screamed out in pain as I rolled to my knees onto the concrete floor. I puked. Throwing up the contents of my stomach, tasting digested piss and cum as the liquids heaved out of me. My rectum convulsed and I shat out a ball, feeling it clunk onto the floor. "AAHhhh," I sobbed as I puked again. It felt like a fucking bowling ball had ripped out my ass. My asshole felt like it had been torn open as I passed the ball. My guts were on fire. I groaned loudly, putting my face down into my own piss vomit as I shat out another ball. I pushed myself up off the floor and heaved again while the other two balls shot out of my ass with gut wrenching force. I collapsed in my own puke... I lay there sobbing, in painful agony, unable to think or move, naked and alone until the stench of my vomit aroused me and I crawled across the slime on the floor over to the couch. I put my face into the filthy seat cushions on the couch. Feeling totally wasted and deathly ill, I crawled up onto the couch and passed out again... When I woke up again the place was still empty. I could hear the normal sounds of the day outside. I lay there on the couch in a total stupefied daze, not knowing what the fuck to do... I laid there for a while, glancing over at the pool balls on the floor that had come out of my ass. My naked body was covered with bruises and welts. My hair was stiff with dried cum and piss. My mouth and nose were still filled with the acrid taste of piss vomit. Unsteadily, I got to my feet. I had to find a bathroom. As I looked around, I saw that most of the motorcycles were gone, but that several were still here. I found a bathroom. It was as disgusting as the rest of the place. It probably hadn't been cleaned in ten years, but it didn't stink much worse than I felt and it had a washbasin. I put my head down and turned on the water, washing my face and hair and neck and whatever else I could get to the basin. I drank water and soaked every part of my body I could reach. My flesh felt bruised and scarred, but I realized that it was mainly welts from the whippings I had received. I started crying when I tried to wash my asshole. It felt hot and open. What the fuck had I done to myself now? I went to the toilet and vomited up all the water I had just drunk. I sat on the bathroom floor, naked and crying. I took off the slave collar and threw it away. This was bad fucking news. I was in some biker hell, totally naked, abandoned by Tom; all my fucking hitchhiking stuff was with Greg and I didn't know where the fuck that was... I cleaned myself again at the sink and I finally felt fit enough to walk, although my asshole and guts felt like, well, they felt like someone had shot a game of pool up my ass. I hurt. I waddled slightly as I walked around, opening doors and finding the biker boys still sleeping in various rooms. I did not know what the fuck to do. I was fucked. There were only four guys asleep in the place, one to each room. There were no chicks. One of their clocks said it was 11 AM in the morning. I went back to the pool room and laid down on the filthy couch, everything spinning again. I fell asleep. I woke up and lay there in a daze, unable to think about fucked up I was and how I had just totally fucked myself... I heard one of the guys come out of his bedroom. "Hello," I said weakly. He looked into the pool room, saw me and laughed groggily. "Shit, you still here?" he said as he walked towards me. He was totally naked and extremely hairy. I didn't recognize him, but his cock was sticking out, hard and thick. "Okay, whatever," he yawned, grabbing my head, pulling me towards his cock. "I gotta pee." "No!" I said, struggling and turning my face away. "I can't. Please." He grabbed my head with both hands and said "Look, ya little queer, I gotta pee and you're the fucking piss boy. Or should I shove another cue up that ass cunt of yours? He was squeezing my head hard and I started crying again as I took him into my mouth. My tears dripped down my face as he stood there for a moment, passively waiting, until I felt his hot urine shoot into my mouth and directly down my throat, forcing me to drink. I felt like vomiting again, but I was afraid he would literally kill me if I did. His piss overflowed my mouth and washed down my chin, dripping onto my chest and cock. He stood there and peed and peed and peed, forcing my stomach full of the vile waste again. When he was done, he pushed my face away with contempt and walked back to the bathroom. When he was gone, I vomited the piss contents of my stomach into the couch cushions... My whole stomach and esophagus burned with vomit acids... I had to fucking get out. Without thinking anymore, while the naked guy was still in the bathroom, I got up off the couch and walked quickly into the first room I came to. The guy was still sleeping. I simply grabbed a pair of pants and a shirt that were lying there and ran out, back into the pool room and through the door outside. It was full daylight outside and there were trucks and people loading and unloading stuff in the street and onto docks. A few of them saw that I was stark naked. But, as I struggled to put on the clothes I had grabbed, no one came over to me or said anything other than pointing me out to their buddies. I quickly dressed and walked down the street wearing nothing besides the pants and shirt. There was nothing in the pockets... I walked in my bare feet for a while until I came to a park where I could sit down and think. Everything ached, from the tip of my head to my toes. I could feel fluids drip from my asshole, wetting the back of my pants. I was totally fucked... I finally came up with the bright idea of finding a homeless "soup kitchen" place where I could at least find out where the fuck I was and get my bearings. I did; ate some food; got some free shoes; and found out where the gay bars were... It took me all day to walk there, feeling totally wretched; my asshole continually leaking; the welts on my body still painfully hot. I was afraid that I had permanently damaged myself. I asked around in the gay bars until I found a sympathetic ear. I looked so fucked and my story was so fucked that the guy felt sorry for me. Plus, the fact that I looked like a fucking homeless orphan child.... Anyway, the guy helped me check around until he found someone who knew were Greg and Sam lived... By the time I found their apartment building, it was about 8 PM on a Sunday evening. Both of their first names were on their mailbox buzzer. I buzzed the bell. I was prepared to be as pissed off as I could at Greg and Sam over what happened to me but, I was still totally blown away and, when they let me in, they were both mortified at what had happened to me. Al was supposed to have taken me home and then I could have done what I wanted. Greg wanted Sam to call Al and make him come over and apologize, but Sam refused. He was not as sympathetic to my woes as Greg was, but he did feel that Al had been irresponsible. However, they both treated me very nicely. When I expressed my fears about my asshole, Greg had me take my clothes off and they gently examined me. Greg assured me that it was not ruined and he showed me his asshole, which was very elastic, but closed tightly. We discussed exercises that I already knew about (a kind of yoga actually) to tighten up my ass. He assured me that if I took care of myself, that my asshole would be almost normal again. However, it would never again be the tight shit hole I had before I let Mr. Sanders and the rest of the world fuck me, but it could be normal... I spent the night there. Greg was gentle to me and I slept with them in their huge bed. Greg actually massaged my whipped body and my anus with herbal oils while Sam played with his asshole. It was erotically funny. They told me all about Tom and Randi and how they were a couple and how they had a fight and Randi went to Al because he was pissed at Tom, and how Tom figured he could trade me to replace Randi and how they shouldn't have done that to me and on and on... Greg sucked me gently before I went to sleep and I came in his mouth... That was the best because I was just happy that I could get hard and excited without being tied up and whipped... I continued hitchhiking to California the next morning. I stayed away from anymore road sex. And, by the time I got back home several weeks later, that whole slave experience had become the most erotic fantasy in my file of fantasies. It made me very, very hard whenever I thought about it. I imagined over and over again Tom's giant cock fucking me... Al fucking me... being bathed in a sea of cum and piss... having the bikers use me like a throwaway whore... It all made me hard and I jerked off to the sights inside my head. It was safer that way. *** ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider seeking professional help. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 60