It was all laid out in the e-mail dated April 6th:

“Understand that all the photos that you have sent me over the last few months, Also the e-mails where you wrote in detail all that you have done for me. They have all been very entertaining to say the least but you have started to bore me. Sure the money and the gifts have helped to keep my interest but the time has come to step up to the next level. My girlfriends and I have decided that we need a vacation and that you are going to not only pay for it but well be one of the main sources of entertainment for the week. The location has yet to be decide but you can supply $5000 now and buy a one way ticket to Chicago's Midway Airport for yourself for April 14th. You should be at the airport no later then 8am and plan on being in my service until April 22nd. At which point you well return to Chicago and be left there to figure out you own way home.

I know for a fact that you only have $3598.52 in your bank account as of 10am today. So I suggest that you sell that car of yours or get a loan or something to raise the rest. Cause you have until noon tomorrow to transfer the money into my account. I'm sure you will think of something and that will give you a week to come up with your airfare to Chicago.

I know what you are think, “I'm done, there is no way, blah, blah, blah.” But let me remind you of a few things. I have access to all your personal information, bank accounts, PIN#s, your family's addresses, your employment information and most importantly the key to that lovely CB2000 that has had you locked away without release for 17 days. So I suggest that you do what I order you to do or you will never see that key and I will DESTROY your life. Sure you maybe able to have the chastity device removed but I doubt you will be able to explain why a high profile business man in his late 30s has subjected himself to all this pain and humaliation at the hands of an 18 year old girl.  Also think of the pain you will cause your family.  Then there is the fact that I've been training since October but didn't turn 18 until March 30th. I wonder if that would be a federal offense or not. I mean accepting all that kiddie porn from me and sending all those naked photos of you.

Well, take your time and think it through. I can always just spend the week with my real boyfriend at his parents house at the lake. That is right after I destroy your life :-)”

She include an attachment with a number of e-mails I'd sent with photos of myself following her orders of self play, a photo of her topless with a rubber cock up to her mouth dated December 15th and the list of addresses and phone numbers she had gotten out of me. I was fucked. My stomach turned but my cock painfully tried to expand  in the plastic cage locked to it. I was torn by the desire to live this fantasy and the reality of the situation. I knew now that this would never end. The money was a problem but I could always make more. It was more when would it stop.

It had all started with an e-mail in my inbox on myspace. I was done with the day's work and was bored sitting there doing nothing. I'd gotten them before and figured it was a cam girl or some other kind of scam. Usually I just click on the spam button and go about my business but for some reason, this e-mail struck me. I check out the profile and there was a photo of this sweet Asian girl with a dark hair cut into a bob wearing a white dress shirt and tie. Standard porn School girl stuff but what stuck me was she was her nickname Mistress_for_old_fat_whores. There were visions in my head of the meaning of it was. For some reason the combination of the photo and the name stir something in me that I had spent most of my life oppressing. In fact I had at one point had a sexual addiction and went through a small fortune on escorts and worked my way down to paying $50 to a street walkers to sit on my face and describe in detail how many men they had been with that day and what they had did.

So it pushed some buttons to say the least. There was a yahoo id in the e-mail and I sent a text. After a couple of replies and a suggestion that I go to her “free” cam show that I was talking to a bot. So do in part to my boredom and in part the off chance that I was in fact talking to a real person. I replied that I wasn't interested in a Cam show but to be used controlled and destroyed by her.

There was a pause and then a reply, “really? How much would you pay?”

I replied, “whatever it would take.”

“We are talking real money here right?”

“Yes and I would do as you wish.”

“Really and how would I know that you would?”

“I'd send photos, videos, whatever you wish.”

“Hmmmmmmmmmm, it's going to cost you $100 a week.”

“That's fine, what would I get for that?”

“Everything you crave and then some.”

“I'm game.”

The conversation went on to discuss what I was into and what I had done in the past. In all we chatted for about an hour and at the end, she told me, “Tonight I want you to beat off as many times as you can to the photo I send you. Cause after tonight you will no longer have that freedom. At 7am, on goes that   thingy that locks up your cock. Oh and keep the key with you.” I got the file and opened in and it was a photo of just her asshole with the words, “where shit comes out and where your tongue belongs.”

That night, I spent from around 6pm till midnight naked in bed jerking off. As soon as, I came I would begin to work myself up to another erection. Each time taking longer and longer. The fantasies in my mind become sicker and sicker until the last one which was of me spending the day in a truck stop tied down in a stall and being forced to drink and eat the shit and piss from whoever came in. What set me over the top was the thought of her coming in and eating her tampon and then sucking out the discharge.

I slept soundly that night..I didn't know that this would be one of the last solid nights sleep I'd have for sometime. At 7am I locked the CB2000 into place and opened up my Yahoo IM. She wasn't signed on but I left a off line message and got ready for work. Through out the whole day, I checked my IM. I even download a application for my mobile phone to make sure that when I was at lunch I didn't miss her message.

By the time I left work I was feeling depressed and a little disappointed in myself for being sucked into all this again. I mean when I moved out my last girlfriend's house, I'd even went as far as throwing away all the toys that I had. My obsession with S&M had completely destroyed my last relationship. I had drove her away with it. At first she was interested but couldn't feed the need the way I wanted. It was a couple of hours later, that I found myself digging through the apartment dumpster to find the bag with the toys in it.

I was stuck at this punishment light when the text alert sounded on my phone stating that I had a yahoo message. My cock stirred for the first time all day and I ran the light and rushed home. Everything took forever, I punched in the wrong code on the door three times, I couldn't find the key, I tripped over the door jam and broke the lamp next to the door. The power had been off at some point and I had to boot up my computer.

Her message said, “Are you there?”

I responded “yes, I'm here, sorry I was in the car on my way home.”

After about 20 minutes of sitting there staring at the computer she responded, “That took too long. The rest of the night no clothes, no furnture, TV and at 10pm you will chain your hand to the back of the tolliet and stay chained until 6:30am.”

:”Yes madame” My mind raced. I could chain myself up take a photo at 10pm and then another at 6:30am. She would never know the difference.

“It's 6:17 right now, do you have a web cam?”

I lied, “No sorry, I've been meaning to get one”

“Have one and set up in the bathroom by 9:30. Also while you are out, I want you to buy some Exlax and go to western union and wire $400 to me. Also give me your address, home number, work number and mobile number.”

I gave her the information and headed out the door. Got to bestbuy and bought an extended USB cord and then hit up the local drug store for the stool softener. I was in the check out line when my phone rang. The number was “private”. It was her. She asked where I was, I told her. Then she asked what I was buying, I told her and she asked me why. I told her cause she ordered me to. She said that I needed to speak up. I repeated it louder and noticed that the clerk and one of the customers chuckled.

“Say, 'I'm buying this cause I'm a whore and this guy last week had such a long dick that I haven't been able to shit without it since.” I did as she said, she laughed and told me to take the whole package as soon as sent the western union payment and no bathroom till you get home and then hung up.

The closest Western Union was about 30 minutes from my house. I sent the money and went to my car and ate the whole package of Exlax. I was about 10 minutes from home when the cramping started and the phone rung. It was her again, without even a hello she said, “Bitch! I want you to stop and mail me that key of yours before you get home. My address is ___________ ________, ______ ______. Better remember and get it right cause otherwise you may never get out of that thing.” I turned around and headed to the local mail box rental place, repeating the address over and over. As I was walking to the door, I felt a little shit leak out of my ass and felt blessed that there was no one else there. I quickly grab a  envelope and wrote the address on the outside hoping that it was correct. By the time I was done, I lady had walked in with 4 or 5 packages and was already being helped by the clerk. I shifted from foot to foot as the lady asked question after question about the fastest way to ship or which was the cheapest. At last, the lady was gone and I as I was asking for a stamp, the clerk asked to me to hold on a minute and then answered his mobile phone. For the next 5 minutes he sat making small talk and planning out his evening. At last he hung up and then said it was the manager and she is hard to get off the phone. By this time, I could feel shit flowing out of my anus and on to my thigh.

Got the stamp and dropped the letter in slot. I ran to the car and sped home. I was climbing the stairs when the phone rang. It was her again. At this point I didn't even know her name was Lynn. She asked me how it was going? I told her, I couldn't wait to go to the bathroom.

“Oh you poor baby. I bet you are cramping so bad. Hear listen to this.” I then heard her grunt and then a plop and another plop. “God that feels so good and smells so good. I wish you were here to share this with me. Tell you what, I'll save the paper and send it to you as soon as I get the key. Since you are not here to clean my ass, I should at least get to watch you eat it on cam.” I turned the knob to the front door and tossed the bestbuy bag done and was running to the bathroom.. “Why did I call oh yeah I remember. Are you home?”

“Yes Madame”

“Have you shit yet?”

“No Madame”

“Good. Take off your clothes plug up your ass with a butt plug and set up the cam. As soon as it's online, message me.”

I striped, grab a plug and shoved it in my ass. It felt worse but at least I wouldn't be leaking all over the place. I had the cam set up and online in a few minutes and messaged her.

“You lied to me.”

“No I didn't Madame”

“You said you didn't have a cam but it only took you 6 minutes to get it up and going. When I know that the software even on the best system would take at least 10 of 15 minutes to set up the software and settings. You are going to pay for that.”

It didn't even cross my mind. “Sorry madame.”

“Sorry isn't going to do it. You just add another night hugging a shit filled bowl and you will wear nipple clamps and a large butt plug with ice/hot on it.”

“Yes Madame.”

“Well invite me to view your cam so I can take a look at you.”

I turned it on and started boardcasting and she turned on the voice.

“Boy you aren't much to look at. Turn around and show me the butt plug.. Look at that the little whore is all filled up. I bet my boyfriends cock is bigger. Slide it in and out for me. Fuck that ass for the little girl that has you by the balls. That's good now show me your locked up cock and the lock. I didn't get the photo with the lock serial number and key, yet. Send that now!”

I did as she said and this went on for about a hour. My cramps got to the point where I was crying and begging her to go. “After you do 20 knee bends with your hands on your head. I want you to put a white plate under your ass, So you can enjoy any that leaks out.”

I did as I was told and then got down on my hands and knees and cleaned the plate with my tongue. At this point, I was so turned on and was cursing myself for sending both sets of keys. She didn't even ask for that but I had to be honest. After that she ordered me into the bathroom and to bring the cam with me. She also told me that I'd be buying more cams for every room in the house. So she could keep track of me. I turned up the volume on the computer to make sure I could hear her. It felt wonderful to remove the plug when she told me to. Then there was the five minutes of crotching over the rim, while I cleaned the plug and waited. It was at this point that I noticed another voice in the background and someone else laughing. It never even came to mind that she would be showing this to anyone else or that she would be recording it.

It was at this point that she told me to stay the way I was with my ass at least 5 inches over the bowl and let it rip. Rip it did splattering all over the seat, and all over my ass. She told me that bitches didn't get paper and since I couldn't reach it with my tongue to use my hand and then lick it clean. When I was done she laughed and said, “No Flushing, brushing or cleaning. I want it to stew, a shit stew if you like, made just for you. You can do what you want until 10:30 but no furniture, no tv and I want you on cam at all times. Oh and I want you to be wearing a collar, cuffs, have a chain ready and your butt plugs all laid out so I can choose what size to use. I almost forgot. You know that sock you use to wipe up you come? Have that handy. If you haven't eaten fix some rice. No hands when eating. Have fun. You have an hour.”

I got up and fixed the rice and set the bowl on the floor and eat. At this point my cock was in pain from trying to extend in the cage. I wanted nothing more then to touch it and it hadn't even been 24 hours since the last time I came. I tried to figure out how long it would take to get back the key. In the best case it would be 2 days before she got it and at least 2 days back. So four day and I had a feeling it would be a while before she would want to send it back.

At 10:15 I was ready as ordered and waiting. I wondered if I should message her or just stand there waiting. Maybe I should be on my knee. For some reason the image of Sims came to mind. Me being the Sim and her out there with the game on pause. All I could do was wait for her voice. The wait would be a little over an hour. At that point, I had decide to sit on the floor of the bathroom.

“So are you ready?” I nodded.

“Show me each plug. First hold it up to the cam and then set it on the floor and give it a blow job. I started with the smallest and worked my way through the other four tell I got to the biggest. I could hear a buzzing noise coming over the computer speakers. Was she using a vibrator? The idea feed my oppressed erection. She moaned loudly and said, “God that was such a good cum. Too bad you sent me that key cause I think it would be fun to watch you come. Oh well too late. Show me your cock. Oh look at it the little thing is trying so hard to get out. It's like the little engine that thought it could. How cute and painful it looks. To think it won't have a chance to get bailed out for a while.” The words “Bailed out” stuck out. I knew what that meant. It did give me a little hope. “So did hearing me come what made it try to get hard?” I nodded. “Well you are going to hear and watch me come a lot before you get to come again. That is if you ever come again.” My heart came crashing down at those words. I was already crazy with lust and she had me around a finger I hadn't even seen yet.

“Well back to work. Stick the plug in. Make sure it's in there good cause if it slips out you will be wearing it to work tomorrow. And now that I see you are pierced we'll skip the nipple clamps.” I lubed it up and slipped it in. It was painful. I had only worn the thing once and then only for about 10 minutes. This was going to be a long night.

“Show me your come sock.” I held it up to the cam. “Gross it's all yellow. I bet there's come on there from a month or so.” It had been 2 weeks to be honest and it was hard and crusty on one end and still damp from last night. “Ball it up and put it in your month.” I saw this one coming. “Let's see if we can get it white by tomorrow morning. Now kneel with your chin resting on the seat and chain yourself up. Good night and sleep tight. Stay like that until you hear my voice.” I didn't sleep the whole night but thank god it was Thursday night and I had a half day on Friday.

End of part 1

Please let me know what you think. Also if there is any females that are interested and maybe trying this out in real life. Contact me.

Part 2

I don't think you would really call it sleep but I managed to doze off for a few hours. My alarm woke me and I tried to straighten out. Everything hurt but my back and knees where the worst and the best part was that it was only 6am and to add to everything, I would have to listen to that buzzing for the next half an hour. After about 10 minutes the neighbor began banging on the wall. The pounding went on and I looked at the cam and pleaded with my eyes but there was no response.

The apartment next to me was the landlords daughter. She was about 20 or 21 and attractive. Red hair, 4ft 8 and about 100 pounds, I had in fact been watching her swim a couple of weeks ago and fantasied about her later while masturbating. I had a bit of a crush on her but she was at least 15 years younger than me and had only made small talk in the hall about the weather and the price of gasoline. I had failed at moving beyond that and there were a number of times I had laid awake listening to her fuck some guy. She was loud to say the least.

Suddenly the pounding stopped and I held my breath and listened to her movements. She crossed her apartment and I heard her open her door and walk up to mine. She started knocking on the door. I kicked myself for not turning the alarm off and was toying with the idea of just unchaining myself and turning it off. When the knocking stopped and I heard her walk back to her apartment. Relieved I began to try readjusting to take some of the pressure off my back. I was so involved in my movement that I didn't notice that she had returned to the door and was sliding the key into the knob. I guess her dad had  given her a master key in case of emergencies. It wasn't until much later that I found out that she did in fact have a key to every apartment in the building and her father was paying her to go through peoples apartments and spy on them. She had been the cause of 2 people being kicked out on the street for drug uses.

The bathroom door was open and it faced toward the front door of the apartment and there was really nothing I could do at this point. I started to unchain myself when the voice came over the computer speakers, “What the hell do you think you are doing?” I froze and waited.

I didn't have to wait long. She walked toward me and said, “The door was unlocked and your alarm is going off. I guess you didn't hear me knocking on the door. Are you sick?”. She must have thought I was bent over the bowl puking. “I'll turn it off, OK?” I didn't respond. I just stayed where I was with my eyes shut tight and hoped she wouldn't notice what was really going on. She turned off the alarm and came back to the bathroom door and bent down toward me and put her hand on my back. “Are you alright?” I kept my head in the bowl and nodded. Her hand felt so warm on my back and sent a chill through me and I shuttered a bit. Suddenly I was no longer focused on being found out or the pain in my knees and back. I had to see her.

Eyes opened I turned toward her and watched her soft face of compassion turn to one of shock. She pulled her hand away and put it over her mouth. At first there was silence and my longing to feel her touch again. She was wearing a white bath robe and her hair was mess but she looked so good. I cursed myself for my desire. I could have just stayed as I was and she would have left and known nothing. After a long pause she asked, “Who did this to you?” I didn't respond but nodded to the cam sitting on the top of the sink. She looked puzzled but then took a cigarette out of the pocket of the robe and sat down on the edge of the bathtub. Lit it and ashed in the sink. It was like the situation was sinking in.

I was about to remove the sock and try to explain when Madame's voice said. “6:30 bitch. Take out that sock and flush but stay where you are while you explain the situation to your friend. Then get ready for work. No underwear today and wear the small butt plug. Talk to you later today. Plan on doing some shopping after work.”

I could see the addition happening in her mind. After removing the sock I began, “Ann, I don't know where to start and I'm going to ask that you don't tell anyone about this. Please, I'll do whatever you wish but please don't tell anyone. I'm sorry about the alarm. I didn't think to turn it off last night.” She still sat there smoking, her legs crossed at the knee, showing a little of her thigh. “I have this need. I'm not sure where it comes from but I need to be abused by women. Right now I'm paying a 18 year old girl to train me on line cause I haven't been able to find someone locally to do it.”

“So you like being treated this way?” She ran the water in the sink and put the cigarette under it and then tossed it into the trash.

“Very much so. In fact I can't seem to have a normal relationship. The last one fell apart cause I kept pushing my ex into this. She didn't like it and didn't understand. So she refused to do it and then began to believe that if I wasn't getting it from her then I was bound to look elsewhere for it. It wasn't long before she believed that I was cheating on her. Then she caught me going through porn on the net and that was the last straw, she kicked me out.”

“OK let me get this straight, you pay some girl to tell you to do stuff to yourself? What all has she made you do?”

“Yes I'll do what she wishes and I do it mostly to myself. She's only been training me a day or so. So not much yet. This was a punishment for being late in responding to her yesterday. I have to do it again tonight.”

“What's the deal with the thing on your, ah, penis?”

“It's a chastity device. She ordered me to put it on yesterday.” my cock tied to stir in the cage but all it did was cause me more pain.

“You can't, you know, with it on?”

“no and I can't even get hard.”

“Really.” She tapped her finger to her lips. “If I tell you to do something will you get in trouble?”

“I would have to ask but I think under the situation, I would do it regardless of the punishment.”

“OK, untie yourself and turn around so I can see it better.” I did as she asked and crawled toward her. “Stand up.” It was painful but felt good to stand. This put my crotch even with her head. I  could feel her warm breath on my cock. It began to push against the plastic. She slow reached out and ran her index finger across the outside of the plastic cage. I longed to be able to remove it and feel her finger against my cock. It was driving me nuts and I began to shake. She continued to do it as if she was in a trance for a couple of minutes. Then noticed the lock and tapped it so that it swung back and forth and looked up and throatly said, “Where's the key?”

“I sent to her in the mail last night.” I could feel the precum leaking out of the front.

“Ah too bad, It looks really uncomfortable and I would like to have some fun with it. So you can't get hard at all?”

“I can try but there is little spikes in there so as soon as it starts it gets really painful and then it stops it.”

“Oh really so the more turned on I get you not only do you not get to come but it's painful.” I watched a smile play across her face.

“yes.”

“I like this idea. You know I never really understood kinky sex but now I think I get it. You know I had a bit of a crush on you and when I noticed that your nipples were pierced at the pool, it really got me interested. The ring in your penis is huge. What gauge is that?” She began to play with my nipple ring, looping her finger in the ring and pulling.

“It's 2 gauge.” The pain in my cock was sharp as once again it tried to get hard. It was at this point that she opened her robe and pulled on my nipple rings until I was kneeling again.

“This must be really turning you on and you are all locked up and can't do a thing about it. Well maybe you can do something. Do you like to watch?”

“Yes” She opened her legs and pulled my hair till I was only a few inches from her sex. With her other hand she began to rub her clit while I watched. I was starting to get light headed. In part from the lack of sleep but more so from the pain in my cock and the fact that I was turned on. I cursed myself for sending both keys again.

“Do you want to taste me?”

“Yes Madame.”

“Oh I'm madame now. I like that.” Her hand sped up and she arched her back and moaned loudly. “That was a good start and you will get to taste me but there is something that I can never seem to find a man that is willing to do.” She got up and turned around and bent over. “Lick my asshole. I haven't showered and I know it isn't clean but you like shit. I see. So this should be a treat.” I began to lick. She was right she wasn't clean. There was a little piece of paper left from the last time she wiped. I started by lick the outside then moved on to forcing my tongue into her. I noticed her breathing increase as she started to bring herself off again. “Suck it.” I pulled out my tongue and locked my lips around her anus and sucked while flicking my tongue against her asshole. She arched her back and pushed against me and shouting insults, “You shit eating, Asshole sucking pervert. That's it, suck the shit right out of my ass. I'm coming, I'm coming, oh pig fucking Christ I'm coming.”

Once she came down she pushed me on to my back and sat full weight on to my face. “Work that nose into my asshole while you lick and fuck my cunt with your tongue.” I fought for breath and started to pass out by the time she was orgasming to the third time. She used the CB 2000 as a handle, Pulling and twisting it which just increased my need and the pain in cock. “I want this off so I can squeeze your balls and feel you scream into my cunt.” At the peak of the orgasm she began to piss and lifted up so she could spray it all over my face.

She rolled off me and sat on the floor with her back against the tub. “That was great. Look at the blood coming from your cock. That looks painful.” I looked down to notice that indeed my cock was bleeding from the spikes and my cock was as hard as it could get in the small space and even the pain wasn't making it go soft. I got up and cleaned the blood the best I could under cold water and noticed the time. It was 7:20 and I had to leave in 5 minutes to make it to work.

“I got to get to work. Can we talk later? I'm off at noon.”

“Yes I'm home all day. No classes, just knock on my door and don't worry for the time being your secret is safe with me but it will depend on how happy you keep me.”

“I'll do my best. Bye.” I said as she headed for the door. I tried to clean up as best as I could but didn't have time for a shower. Just cleaned my face, shaved and brushed my teeth. Then put in the butt plug and got dressed. Once I got to the car my phone rang. “So did you enjoy the taste?”

“Yes” I replied and held my breath hoping that there wouldn't be any additional punishment.

“So who the hell was she?”

“She's my neighbor. Her father owns the apartment building and she must have a key. We hadn't said more then a few words to each other before today.”

“Interesting. I want to talk to her today after you get off work. Also you need to do some shopping. First thing is, I need you to pick up. Are you ready?”

“Have a pen and paper. Go ahead.”

“OK, 10 sheets of course sand paper. I noticed that you seem to be lacking in toys. I want you to pick up a larger butt plug, an inflatable one too and a strap-on at least 8 inches long with a leather harness now that you have a friend. Also I want you to buy a couple of chain or leather lease extenders. Have fun at work.” Then the phone went dead and I headed to work. It was hard to focus on work and the plug kept sliding out cause I was so stretched out from the other one. I kept worrying about it falling out all day.

Around 11 the phone ran, it was Ann. “Hi, I just wanted to tell you that I had fun this morning. I'm sitting here using my rabbit and reliving it in my mind. It turns me on to call you and know that you are all turned on and can't do a thing about it. So I want you to listen while I come for the 5th time today. Here it comes.” She grunted and screamed and my cock tried once again to fight the spikes and the cage. I looked down to notice a small wet spot on the front of my slacks. “Can you smell my piss?”

“yes”

“Good that's what you get for waking me up at 6am. When you get home, I'll have a list of things you need to do.”

“yes”

“yes what?”

I tried to whisper “Madame.” but I'm sure the bitch in the cubical next to mine heard.

“Remember you said anything and if you want me to keep silent you are going to have to work hard at it.”

“Yes Madame. Oh my other Mistress wants to talk to you when I get home. Is that ok?”

“Sure. Well, have fun your last hour at work. Oh and by the way, I went to your apartment and made some changes. There will be more when you get home.”

I said bye and sat there trying to figure out what that met. Well, no sense worrying about it, I'll find out soon enough.

End of part II

Part 3

That last hour of work was hell, All I could think of was Ann and how much it sucked to hook up with her at this point. Why couldn't had been the night before. Then again I wouldn't have been in the situation that I was in. It would have taken months for me to share my interest even if I would have ever had a chance interesting her in the first place.

I got in the car and headed to the local hardware store. I passed through the door and was stopped by a female clerk and asked what are you looking for. With my voice cracking a bit, as I tried to hide my excitement, I replied, “Sand Paper.”

“OK, what kind of project are you working on?”

This throw me for a loop, I hadn't thought that a cover story was needed., “Ah, I'm sanding this desk and staining it.”

“What kind of wood?”

God what was this? “Oak.”

She led me to the sandpaper and began pulling out different grades of paper and explaining that this one was best for this and this one for that and so on and so on. Then she began to led me to the stain, I explained that I already had stain and she asked what kind. I made up a name and a smile crossed her mouth. This struck me as odd but figured she was just trying to sell me stain. “Oh really? Well how many sheets will you be needed?”

“Ten.” She pulled out three 4 packs of each grade and asked if there was anything else?

“No” I replied just wanting to get out of there and on to the next part of the shopping.

“Sure, no chains, pliers, or rope?”

I screwed up my face and tried my best to look confused, “No just the sand paper.”

She took the pen she had in her right hand and tapped the front of my slacks, Creating a disincentive plastic noise, “Bolt Cutters, a hack saw?” At this she began to laugh. I pulled the sand paper out of her hand and headed to the check out paid and half ran to the car. My face flush and hot.

It took about 10 minutes to get to the adult book store and there was about 5 men milling about in the store when I walked in. Walking toward the magazines I picked up the closest one and began looking through it and waited for the place to clear out. Once everyone had bought their fix and I was alone with the 2 clerks, I headed to the toys and grabbed a set of training plugs, two larger ones and a 8 inch strap on and headed to the counter. The clerk smiled and began ringing up the toys. Just as the last toy was placed in the sack and the clerk was handing me change, in walked 5 kids that couldn't have been older then 19. The clerk looked up at me and said loudly, “Baby doll, you straight guys are so confusing. Honey mines the real thing and just as big.” He and the other clerk broke out laughing. I cursed under my breath and headed for the door.

Feeling safe and sound in my car, I started it up and began to pull out when my phone rang. It was Lynn.

“Have you got the toys yet?”

“Yes Madame.”

“Where did you get them?”

“Adultland or E 24th.”

“Go back in and get a remote controlled egg and a dildo that you can attach to the floor and a chair. Oh and tell the clerk that your mistress ordered you to offer oral sex to the clerk.”

With dread I replied, “Yes madame.”

I put the car back into park, shut it off and with a deep sigh, headed for the door. The young boys chuckled as I passed them and headed straight to the toys, Picked up the dildo and the egg and head back to the clerk. The clerk smiled and said, “Oh back so soon?” He rung up the toys and shock his head. I was shaking at this point and it was easy for him to notice. The sad thing was that my cock was straining against the spikes and I could feel the warmth of the blood coming from the reopened wounds.

There was a lump in my throat the size of a Grapefruit, as I squeezed out, “Sir, my mistress has ordered me to offer you oral sex for your trouble.”

“You sick fuck. Why would I stick my cock in that mouth of yours. God only knows what's been in it.” I felt relieved as I picked up the bag and headed toward the door. He stopped me dead in my tracks with, “I didn't say no.” I turned to caught the broad grin on his face. I couldn't tell if it was the offer of sex or if he was just enjoying my embrasement. The silence was broken with the phone ringing. He picked it up. I guessed at who it was and was right. He chatted quietly with her and then motioned me to come to him. Though I'm not homosexual or even bi-sexual the idea of sucking this stranger off was turning me on.

“Your mistress was just on the phone checking on you and I'm going to have to take a rain check. She was nice enough to give me your address and I'll be by after my shift around 10:30pm. See you then, now get out you sick fuck.”

I ran to the car, started it and headed home. This was beyond my limits and I figured I'd just wait for Lynn to call and tell her to fuck off. Then tomorrow cut the lock on the CB2000 buy a new lock and hand the key over to Ann. It really put my mind at rest. I started dreaming about spending time with Ann and all the things we could do together. The CB 2000 suddenly seemed very uncomfortable and for the first time in 2 days my mind was clear.

As I drove home, I turned up the stereo and sung along to the silly pop songs on the radio. I felt so free, so refreshed. Without Ann in the picture, I wouldn't have been as light hearted but she was in the picture. At a stoplight I closed my eyes and replayed her sitting on my face and felt the excitement raise in it's plastic prison. I laughed at the thought of gaining my freedom just to give it to another. Oh but what another.

When I reached the apartment building, I ran up the stairs, taking 2 steps at a time with my shopping bags swinging with my gate. I headed straight for Ann's door and knocked. Waited and after there was no answer, went to my apartment and to my surprise found the door unlocked. At first I thought I had gotten the wrong apartment and double checked the number on the door. Yes, 24 it was the right place. However everything was gone except my desk and computer, and kitchen stuff. There was a note taped to the celling,

“Dear Bitch boy, I decided that if you are going to belong to me, or at least partly belong to me that you had no use for the big screen TV, Stereo, entertainment center, Blue Ray player, Game Systems, Couch and chair. They all look better in my apartment anyway. Plus if I tell daddy it will be easier to evict you this way. All the other stuff I sold off to my friends and the pond shop on Grand and I'm keeping the money. You won't be needing any of it anyway. Oh I also found a bunch of family photos, and other junk in the closet and throw it out to make room for a few things I'll be storing here. See you naked later, Ann.”

I be lying if I didn't feel a little dumb founded. I just walked from room to room. Trying to remember what was once there. At last, I stripped off my clothes and laid on the floor and waited for her to return. The phone ringing startled me and I tripped and fell to the floor. It was on the third ring by the time I reached the phone. It was Lynn, she was laughing. “Hello cocksucker, or should I say soon to be cocksucker.” There was a pause and then I started in, told her to keep the $400 and the key. That I was done and thanks but no thanks. She waited until I stopped and calmly told me to go to the computer and open the e-mail “I own you.”

Ann had taken my desk chair so I had to kneel on the floor as I opened the e-mail. It was a list of all my relatives, the local law enforcement, other employees at work, my ex wife and a number of friends. At the bottom was a scam of Lynn's ID with the date of birth circled, my heart skipped a beat when I figured it our. Lynn was 17! Also she had attached a number of photos of me, copies of messages I'd sent and e-mails. I began to cry, there would be no freedom, no Ann, no orgasm any time soon and sure enough punishment.

End of part 3.

Part 4

I'm unsure when I awoke but the kick to my balls was the cause. I looked up to see Ann holding a set of bolt cutters and 2 other girls staring down at me. For a few minutes they just covered there months and laughed, then Ann spoke, “I spoke to Lynn earlier, a well educated for a girl of 17, don't you think? Cat got your tongue, well no worry. It's time to get your lazy ass up and do some cleaning but first you have to be properly dressed and prepared.” She dropped a gag at my feet. “This came FedEx today, With a gift from Lynn.. Oh and I see we've been shopping today but there is plenty of time for you to try them all out for us later, put the gag on.”

I'd never seen anything like it before. It was a normal bit gag but there was a tube and locking wing nut  attacked to the front of the gag. As I started to lift the gag to my mouth, Ann stopped me and dropped a   baggy with a pair of panties in them. “These first the treat, then the gift and then the gag” She said while kicking them toward me. The odor hit me as soon as I opened the zip lock. I pulled out the panties, they were white/yellow and soaking wet with piss. There were brown stains also. At the bottom was a tissue with shit stains.

I paused and was rewarded with another another kick to the balls. After rolling on to my side and screaming in pain for a few minutes, I returned to knelling then reached in and pulled out the tissue, Stuck it in my mouth and began to crew. When I looked up I noticed the Cam corder and the laughing girl behind it. Fighting back the gagging, I managed to swallow the tissue and put the panties in my mouth. Next was the gag. The combination was uncomfortable to put it lightly but the taste was worst. Ann quickly slipped a padlock in place on the back. Thus making sure that I understood a couple of things, first it was not coming off any time soon and that it would up to her when,

Next she locked my wrist behind my back and then my ankles. Then attached the two which forced me to bend backward and pull my knees apart. Basically, I was hog tied but on my knees instead of on my stomach.  Jetting out my cock locked in it's plastic prison. “See, I told you, all locked up and lonely. Watch this.” The other two leaned in and watched closely as Ann locked eyes with me and slowly ran her tongue across her lips. I wasn't sure I was going to like where this was going but my cock began to try to expand and dig into the spikes inside the CB 2000. She leaned forward and ran her tongue across my scrotum. That was it, I began to leak both tears and precum.

Girl number one, “God that must be painful but he seems to like it.”

Girl Number two. “It might be hard to get that off with him all excited and those spikes digging into the freak's cock.”

“That's most of the fun. Right now he will do or go through just about anything, for the chance to get that thing off and have a chance to come.” Another lick from Lynn and then she looked up and said, “Isn't that right, bitch?” I nodded and closed my eyes and wished and wished. “Well here's your lucky day. It's coming off and maybe if you do everything right tonight, you maybe able to come. You'd like that wouldn't you?” I nodded, promising anything and begging with my eyes. She paused and stared into my eyes. God she was so beautiful when that smile crawled across her face. “OK, here's your chooses, After I cut the pad lock off, you can either have it pulled off slowly while my friends and I do everything we can to make sure that the erection doesn't go down and then once it's off, if there is anything left of it, I will bring you to the point of coming with my mouth and then we will each kick you in the balls full force 20 times and then lock you back up. Or we will take turns kick you in the balls until it goes down and if you don't move or make any sound, I will allow you to be unlocked for the next 24 hours and you will get to fuck a pussy with that thing of yours.” She paused to give me time to think it over. Both sounded painful but the chance to be free and have sex was too much. I knew there would be a catch but it seemed like the better of the two. “Made a decision? Blink once for yes and twice for no. I blinked once.

“Good. What about choice number one?” I blinked Twice. “Are you sure. You don't want your cock in my mouth?” She slapped my face. “Answer me,” I blinked once. “So you are choosing One?” I blinked twice. “but you want me to put your cock in my mouth?” I blinked once. “How sweet, but this will be the only chance to ever have that happen. You will be the only one doing any cock sucking around here.” She stood and kicked me in the balls. I took it closing my eyes tightly and not making a sound thinking that she was starting plan B. “So you would rather feel that then this hot, wet tongue around your cock.” I blinked twice. “I think you are too stupid to know what you want.” She leaned over and began licking my scrotum and then took one and then the other of my balls in her mouth, “That or This?” She pulled away and girl number one slammed her foot into my balls almost knocking me over. I stared blankly. “So it's plan number 2?” I blinked once. “Oh you are a pussy man then? You want some pussy?” I blinked once. “I'm not sure you seemed so confused before, I think we should maybe put it to a vote or flip a coin.” I blinked twice. “No I think a coin toss. Is more fair. Cause I want all both and that gives a third option. Then again think we could do this every time I feel like taking this thing off.”

I should have been thinking about a lot of things. I should have been wondering who the two girls were, they were both attractive but rather plain. Not my first choice in a crowd but both attractive with nice bodies under the plain t-shirts and jeans they were wearing. The second and maybe the most important, was what did Lynn and Ann talk about? Was Ann in charge completely or would I be still jumping through hops and paying Lynn? Was Lynn really pulling the strings and Ann was just another tool to use me or was this pure Lynn? The third was what the hell was with this gag? However all I could think about was getting this CB 2000 off, having sex and getting to come. Well once question was answered when Ann pulled out a round tray with a rod attached to it and then slid it into the tube of the gag then tightened it. Then yet another item came into view after that. I'd only seen them online and they always made my stomach turn. It was a long cylinder and a disk with spikes on one side and a handle on it. A ball flask and press. Pulling my scrotum out as far as she could, she  placed the two side on my scrotum and then attached the two sides. To make sure it was secure she gave it a yank. Then threaded the disk in until it came in contact with my balls. At this point the weight was uncomfortable but not painful.

“OK, I'm going to toss this coin and if you catch it and it's heads, we do plan A. If it's tails then it's plan B. If you don't caught it then the press gets a turn. Ready?” She flipped the coin to my right and didn't react in time. Girl number one, held my shoulders while Ann spun the press. The squeeze was tight but not overly painful. The next toss I was ready for but it bounced off the plate and landed on the floor. Another turn, this time, the pain was there but passed. The third time I caught it. “Tails, Hmmmm, Best out of 3?”  Both her friends agreed quickly. The rest is a blur but by the time they reached the 12th toss on best out of 15, I could feel the blood leaking out of the bottom of the flask and between the feeling that I was going to throw up and dull throbbing pain, I was ready to beg for castration. I caught it with the tails up and braced for Ann to say best out of 17.   “Plan number 2 then.”

I've had a lot of experience with CBT but I have never in my life felt so relieve as I did when Ann began to unscrew the flask. After a few turns she stopped and asked which way is loose. Girl number two said right. And Ann began tightening the flask again. The pain was incredible. I screamed around the gag, She just kept tightening it, until girl number one said, “No it's righty tighty and lefty loosey.” I faded out at that point. I had never passed out before like that. I guess I was at my point. I remember right before the blackness coming the feeling I was floating and the pain was slipping out of me. Then black, Black, Black.

I was on my right side when I woke up. The gag was off and Ann was stroking my face. It was fuzzy at first with her face back lit in red and blue light and then clear and crisp. She looked worried, her face was twisted with the wrinkles pressed hard together in the center of her forehead. It faded quickly but there was a second of caring there. She slipped out of character and into something else that made it even more confusing. That point when a man looks at a woman and is surprised by her reaction and wants to end it. Say the thing that will make the point leave. A point when even the hardest of women will fall in love. But it snapped out and soon was replaced with my slap to my face. “Get back in position bitch.”

I struggled to my knees and girl number two was pale white and seemed a little taken back. Frightened but girl number one smiling with her jeans down around her ankles and was pissing into a pair of panties and all over my floor. After the last couple of splash came out, she shivered, pulled up her pants and walked toward me. “Clean my fingers,” I sucked and licked the warm piss off her fingers and licked her palms. “Open.” She shoved in the panties and re-attached the gag. I thought it odd, the fresh pair and all. Then I noticed that my cock had gone soft and was now trying to bust it's way out again. I looked down and though bruised, everything seemed to be working normally. To add to my excitement, Ann walked in front of me and removed her clothes. With her cunt inches from my face she slowly masturbated herself to an orgasm. By the end I was leaking precum again and ready to fuck anything that moved if give the chance.

Girl number two seemed to have recovered and was now using the bolt cutter. With a pop the pad lock opened and fell to the floor. At first nothing happened, but that quickly changed as the feet began firing into my balls. I began to wonder if I would come come or blood when they were done. At last my cock softened and the CB 2000 slid off. Of course within seconds my cock filled with blood and expanded. It was a relief that was short lived as a tight leather strap was place the between my body and my cock and balls and at the base of my shaft. At this point, I felt like I was sleep walking and they could have done anything but I have to say, seeing the parachute and a 10LB shook me out of it.

Another short lived relief was to follow when my ankles were released from my wrist, allowing me to bend forward but quickly Ann had a spreader bar on my ankles, forcing them uncomfortable apart. Then with a snap a chain was attached to the collar, “Stand.” was all I heard, I'm sure they said more. Discussed what was going on, asked for this or that but I was living in another place. I was a thing now and this thing's cock was going to fuck pussy and get to come and nothing else mattered.

End of part 4.

Part 5

I stood slowly worried about the weight attached to my balls and was surprised when I got to full height that the chain seemed to have a lot of slack. Why didn't dawn on me until I was lead to the door and into the hallway. This should have made me panic but my mind was on coming and nothing else really mattered. Plus it was a small walk to Ann's door and I was beyond worrying about the neighbors.

Once in Ann's apartment she attached a scrub brush to the gag, filled a bucket with bleach and water and pointed to the floor. This was a bit of a relief after the continuing pain of the last hour. Sure it was hard work to scrub the floor with the small brush attached to your mouth but the only time I felt pain was when I had to moved and drag the weight. The girls sat on the couch, had a few glasses of wine and watch me work. They talked about boyfriends and work but nothing serious or the man almost twice their age in bondage cleaning the kitchen floor.

With the kitchen done, I was moved to the bathroom by Ann, She changed the brush and told me to clean the sink, floor, tub and toilet. I made quick time of it and did the toilet last. When I was done I walked into the living room. Ann removed the gag and the panties and hooked her index finger in my Prince Albert piercing and lead me back into the bathroom. “How clean is the bowl?” I responded that it was spotless. “Oh really, on your knees.” She removed her jeans and panties and crouched over the seat. While staring directly into my eyes, she left go, first piss and then a few piece of shit. Then flushed, grabbed my hair and said, “Tongue, Clean”. Bent backwards I began to lick the piss off her thighs and then her labia. “Since you are already there, lick me to orgasm.” Once she had climaxed, she turned around and I didn't need to be told as she leaned over the sink. I spent the next 5 minutes licking and cleaning her asshole as she rubbed her clit. In a throaty voice she cracked, “Stick it in me.” I snaked my tongue deep in her asshole and felt it contract and flex as she came again.

Once she had regained her composure, she pointed to the bowl and shouted, “Lick that mess up. Then we will get you ready for your date. Me and my friends are ready to watch some man on man action. So be quick about it and you may still get to stick that dick in some pussy tonight.” I throw myself into the task. Licking up the piss on the seat, then the rim and then the floor. I was about done when Girl number two came in. First she laughed and pushed me aside, sat on the bowl and started pissing. When she was done, she started reaching for the paper but then stopped,  leaned back and smiled. “Clean me with your tongue, piss boy.” I jumped into it, licking away wanting to get it done, so I could get on to the rest of the night. She wrapped her legs over my back and rocked back and forth, fucking my face and smearing her juices all over my face. When she climaxed she squeezed my head and kicked my back and then pissed or ejaculated. I'm not sure but it was all over the floor. She collected herself, pulled up her pants and left. I started licking up the mess.

As I opened the door to tell Ann I was done, there was girl number one. She patted my head, “Not done yet boy. One your back, mouth open.” She simply pulled off her jeans, throw them on the counter and stood over me, By far her piss smelled and tasted the worst. She kept shifting back and forth to make sure that some went into my eyes and hair. Then without a word sat on my face with my nose shoved against her anus. “Clean me, Oh and if you taste anything other then piss. It's my boyfriend's come from last night.” She was the worst, I had a hard time breathing and when she orgasmed she farted. After another 15 minutes of licking the bathroom was spotless. I was collected and lead back to my apartment. I looked at the clock it was 10:00pm. They removed my restraints and gag but left the cock ring on.

Ann throw me in the show, turned on the cold water and throw a bar of Lava soap and a brush. “Get at it, you don't have long.” The soap burned every where especially my genitals and where there were cuts . My teeth we chattering as I bared through it. She made me soap up and rinse 3 times and then turned the water to hot and stepped into the shower. “Don't get too excited. We need to shave you.” She removed the cock ring and rinsed the area. Next she applied the lather. Her naked body brushed against me and caused me to shudder, not from the cold but from the excitement of her so close, naked and handling my cock. The shaving went quickly and she told me to dry her off and then threw a wash cloth at me and told me to dry.

I did as best as I could to get dry but was still dripping as I was lead to the living room. A quick look at the clock told me it was 10:35pm. I thought for a monument that maybe he wasn't coming, then I noticed the chair in the center of the room and then a row of 8 chairs close by. There was also a couple of new web cams and a tripod with a camcorder. “Jim called to say he would be here by 10:45 and all I could get was 5 girls willing to pay $50 to watch.” said girl number one. It hit me, not only would I be sticking a man's cock in my mouth but would also be watched doing it by at least 8 people and god knows how many people on the Internet or in the future on video.

Ann broke my train of thought, “Well, that's $200 but there is also the bidding on the door prise.” She forced my hands behind my back and then reach around and tugged on my cock, taking me quickly to the point of coming and then stopping. “I guess, I'm a fluffer now.” Everyone but me left. There was a knock and when the door opened in walked five women of different ages, height and weight. Out of the 5 one was somewhat attractive, two were at least over 200lbs and the other two were well into their 50s. They handed girl number 2 there money and took their seats. The next knock was the one I dreaded the most, Jim. Ann welcomed and asked him to have a seat. Then she lead me to him and pushed me to my knees. I could smell him. It was a mixture of sweat, piss and body odor.

“Well, freak boy, start begging.” he said.

“Please master may I suck your cock.”

“Well, what are you willing to do.”

“Anything you wish.”

“Anything? Lick my asshole?”

“Yes”

“Yes what?”

“Yes master I will lick your asshole to let me suck your cock.”

“What are you?”

“I'm a cock sucking  freak.”

“Are you some kind of Fag?”

“Yes master I'm a cock sucking Fag”

He laughed, removed his clothes and turned around. “Get at it bitch.” I leaned in and began to lick his hairy crack. Soon my mouth was filled with a mixture of tissue, hair and shit. After what seemed like hours and turned and sat down. It was the first time I had really looked at his cock. Now hard and pointing toward me with a few drops of precum on the tip. It was huge like a baby's arm holding a pair of Grapefruits. At least 10 inches. As I stared, I thanked god that I was only putting it in my mouth and not my ass.

“Get at it boy.” Jim said as he grabbed my hair and shoved his cock in my mouth. The taste was more awful then his smell. Soon he was shoving it full force against the back of my throat. I fought hard to keep from puking, as the drool began to splash down my chin and on to my stomach. Jim lightly kicked my stomach and said, “You got something down there for me.” He shoved deeper. “come on boy puke on my cock.” I held back as long as I could and then heaved up what was in my stomach. Jim for his part just speed up his thrusts and pushed deeper. I could feel him getting close and was thanking God that it would soon be over, when he stopped and pushed forward deep into my throat and stopped as I struggled to breath. “Lick my balls bitch.” I stretched out my tongue and struggled to lick his balls. Then he stood and start slamming full strength. Fucking my mouth, I began to see stars from lack of air and he slamming his pleves into my nose.

Someone said, “Oh my god, he's nose is bleeding and he's turning blue.” I was like a rag doll in his big hands. He was simply lifting me off the ground and slamming my head on his cock. I remember hearing the grunt and the pressure being released from my throat as he pulled out and his one hand aiming and the other pulling my eyelids up he shot come into my eye and all other my face. Then he just pushed me over onto my back on the floor and sat down. Got dressed and quietly walked out the door.

The room was silent for a few minutes. It was weird, I don't know what the women were expecting to see but it seemed like they were a bit shocked. Ann Broke the silence, “Oh my god that was so fucking hot.” The ladies stood and clapped while the room spun for me within the burning in my throat and my head throbbed. “I'll clean him up and give him a bit of a rest before we move on to the next...” was all I heard as I drifted off.  

End of part 5

Part 6

The sunlight screaming through the window woke me up. At first it was hard to get my bearings. My whole head was throbbing and felt punch drunk. I kept fading in and out. The strangest thing was it felt like I was floating on a soft cloud. The other thing was I felt comfortable and warm. It was odd, something I hadn't felt in a few days. After about the fifth or sixth time, I came out of it and took in the situation. I was on my side on the left side of Ann's bed with my wrists tied to the the right side of the headboard. Between my arms facing away from me was Ann or at least that who I guessed it was. Her hair was in my face and my left arm was asleep. I drunk in the situation, enjoying listening to her breathing and the warmth of her body for a few minutes. My cock stiffened and brushed against her naked ass, I tried to rub more and she moan and rolled her ass so that my cock was in contact with the entrance of her viginia. Slow I began to shift to move my cock into her. It was then that I realized the parachute was still on and seemed to be attached to something behind me pulling my balls through my legs. I was shivering at the thought of coming inside her. It had been so long since I had sex.

What happened next was surprising. I thought she was still asleep but she pushed back, pushing me in just a little bit. It was wonderful, I tried to push in but there was no slack and the pain in my balls stopped me. One thing else I noticed was a clicking noise that seemed to lock me closer to her. Something was around my thighs and every time I inched closed it seemed to lock me in place and unable to draw back.. All I could do is pull more on my poor balls. I felt her grind back and take a deep breath as I strained to get my cock on just a little bit more. With a squeeze she looked over her shoulder and smiled at me, Then she slipped from my arms, doubled over and draped her leg over my side causing my cock to release from her huffed in fustraightion. “You really want me. Don't you?” she said as she grab my cock and began grinding it against her clit.

I gritted my teeth at the tickling sinsation of the top of my glands being rubbed against her. “yeees” I squeezed between my teeth.

“Good cause you are going to get me for the next two days. Don't get too excited, cause it's more like I get you for the next few days.” She quickened her pace to the point where it was very uncomfortable. I was shaking but nowhere next to coming. Soon she was shaking and panting. “The best part is you are not going to come but I'm going to.” with that she slide my cock into as deep as she could and came. I fought desperately to get friction but the parachute didn't allow anymore forward thrust. Once she calmed down she laid there with me still inside her. From time to time she would squeeze with her viginia and would reach around and play with my nipple rings. It was pure heaven and complete hell. I was so close a couple of time that I thought I was going to go over but then she'd stop and lay still playing with her clit. I was out of my mind by the third time she came with me inside her. Every once in a while I would gain a little slack as my scrotum loosened up a little more, but after a thrust she would adjust. Keeping me from getting any friction.

I was slowly loosing my mind. I wanted to come and now. If she would have freed me, I would have raped her. By the time she was one the fifth or sixth orgasm and she started using a vibator and doing slow circles. She began to mock me saying, “Oh your so close aren't you...... If I push back just a little bit, I bet you would come..... Maybe I should make you come shot all that warm come deep inside my tight warm cunt. Your cock is so hard and so hot. I doubt there is any blood in any other part of your body and it would feel so good.  I mean I've had so many and you've been such a good boy and had none. Of course, that would mean I would have to sit on your face and lick it all out. Maybe it would be better in my ass. The idea of you licking your gross come and my shit out of dirty asshole  is such a big turn on. Just think how tight my ass must be. But it would even hotter if it was some other guys cum and maybe piss you were sucking out.” With that she began to scream and come again.

She laid still for a minute and then said, “I've decided that for every 20 comes I have you get to come maybe once. Maybe.” and then began to work herself up again. God knows how long this would have gone on if the phone hadn't rang. It was my mobile. I could tell by the ring. She pulled away and got out of bed with me hang there by my wrists, thighs and scrotum. After a short conversation she put the phone to my ear and sat next to me.

It was Lynn, “Hello cocksucker, just listen don't speak, After you wimped out and passed out on us last night, Ann was a little worried about you. She said you weren't breathing right and needed a rest. At any rate, that isn't important cause she says you are alright now, we had a discussion. Seeing how she has classes all week, you are mine Monday through Friday. On the weekends, you are mine. You will clean her house and see to her basic needs between 5pm and 6pm but the rest of the week you're at my mercy. Understand?” I replyed and waited. “That's all bitch, enjoy the next day and a half cause your mine at 6am Monday morning and you will make it up to me.” The phone went dead.

Ann throw the phone down and unhocked the chain to my thighs and then the one to the parachute. I feel to the bed. “I think you need to cool down a bit. By the look in your eyes, I think you'd rape me if I let you go now. Just relax, I'm going to lunch with some friends, I suggest you get some sleep. Now open your mouth. She popped a couple of pills in my mouth and then pore water into my mouth, leaned over and kissed my forehead and ran her hand through my hair. Then jumped in the shower, dressed and left.

I laid there trying to turn myself over so I could hump the bed and come but for the first time I noticed that my ankles were tied tightly and combined with the way my wrist were tied, I couldn't turn over. I tried to get coming out of my mind but the combination of the fact that I was more excited and hot then I had ever been in my life and the smell of her sex, kept that from happening. So for the next couple of hours I laid there with only one thing on my mind, coming. It seemed as the time passed that it only got worst, my cock began to ache and never went soft. I tried to figure how long I had had the erection. It must have been 3 or 4 hours and showed no sign of relaxing.

It wasn't really relief I felt when I heard the front apartment door open. Sure I knew with Ann back my chance of relief had increased but she had proved that she could put me through hells I never would have guessed at. At this point, I was really in a lot of pain from the cramping in my arms, legs and cock. I was wishing for a couple kicks in the balls to maybe make it go down. She entered the room and laughed, “Still hasn't gone done, I see. Well we'll work on that.” She sat on the bed and took my cock in her hand and began lightly rubbing it on the underside with her fore finger. “You have another choice to make.” She paused for effect and smiled. “You can either take a cold shower, get locked up in the CB 2000 and spend the day with me on the couch watching TV and cuddling.” She increased the pressure, bring me within a cunt hair of coming and then stopping short again. “Or I let your come and you spend the rest of the day paying for it.”

I sat there for a minute transfixed watching her small sides lightly run back and forth across the underside of my penis. What would you do, her hair hang light across her forehead, her button up dress shirt sliding slight open letting me see just a hint of her clevage. I glance downward to your bare legs parted under the short skirt, her blue panties just peaking out. My mind racing, thinking of the best way to come. I watched as she pressed her two hands around the shaft and slowly rubbed them back and forth like she was a boyscout starting a fire. I was so very close, so horny, so hard, my life lived between those two hands, She looked up into my eyes and wrapped her hand around my staff. “Well?”

I found it hard to talk, my throat dry but I managed, “I want to come.” With that she gripped me tightly and stroked. I began to shake, holding out just a little to enjoy it, I felt the pumping begin and then her hands were gone, she quickly jumped up and placed a short glass over the tip of my cock. I ejaculated but no orgasm.

“It's called milking, Lynn told me about it. For a girl that young, she sure knows a lot.” I pumped but no please. So close but it feel away, defeated. “Was that mean of me?” she laughed at her joke and when I was done, brought the cup to my lips, “drink it all and then lick out every last drop. It will be good training for that tongue. I want you to be able to get deep inside me.” I did as I was told. Too dumb founded to do anything else. When what had just settled in, it dawned on my what had just happened. I would be placed back in the CB 2000 for god knows how long and I asked for it.

Once satified that I had cleaned the glass, she unhooked my wrists and ankles from the bed and lead me to the shower. Of course the water was cold. She cleaned me up completely, with my hands tied above my head. Then left me in the shower to air dry. I hung there defeated and hornier then I was before she started. I stared at my cock so proud and hard, full of blood and lust leaking precum from the tip, It's two partners in crime hanging below looking so full. If my hands were free and I had a knife I would have cut them all from my body and free myself for this hell of my own lack of will. All the threats of jail, and embarashment that Lynn had threaten seemed like for the first time a good option. They always talk about how much sex there is in prison. Hell I'd already sucked cock. In the past, I paid a street walker to fuck me with a strap-on. Prison suddenly sounded like a good idea.

End of part 6

Part Seven

I was shivering by the time Ann came in and released me, then without a word threw some clothes at me and walked out of the bathroom. Quickly I dressed and then walked into the living room. She was sitting at her desk, working on her computer and drinking some coffee. She pointed at a bowl on the floor filled with rice and I fell to my knees and eat. When I was done, I looked up and she patted my head, smiled down at me and said, “Good boy. Now go to your apartment, shave and brush your teeth, I'll be over in a minute.”

I did as I was told and was just finishing with the shaving when she entered the apartment and motioned for me to follow. She was carrying a large over night bag, her laptop and was dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. We walked out of the apartment building and then got in my car and I started to drive. There was so much going through my mind as I drove following instructions to go left or right. After about an hour we pulled into a nice hotel parking lot. She told me to wait in the car. I was happy for this cause my erect penis was not easy to hide in my jeans, In fact it was rather uncomfortable.

After a few minutes, she returned, told me to grab her bag and follow her into the hotel. We got in the elevator and headed to the 7 floor and to the room. It was a nice suite with two bedrooms, a small bath with a shower and a larger one with a hot tub. She instructed me to strip and give her my clothes. I did as ordered while she placed them in the locking section of the overnight bag and told me to knee with my nose and cock  in the corner of the living room.

As I waited, I heard her in the main bedroom unpacking the bag, then making a few phone calls on her mobile and then run the water in the hot tub. I found it hard to keep the position after a few minutes cause to have both against the corner I had to arch my back and put most of my weight on my toes. I panicked when the knock came to the door but didn't move as she answered the door and got something from the Hotel Employee. I don't know if they saw me or not. They didn't mention anything if they did and seemed happy with the tip she gave them. Next she was on her laptop, typing away for what seemed like hours.

I felt relief when she at last told me to come here. I crawled over to her feet and knelled. “Well, I see someone still has a lot of life in him.” She prodded my cock with her foot. “I guess those pills really do work. I think you've been hard for like 3 hours now and it should be up for at least another 5 or 6. Is it painful?” I nodded yes. “Well, I have came up with a way to give it a little relief and pay for my weekend at this hotel.” She parted her legs making her covered crotch eye level with me and placed the laptop on her thighs. I looked at the screen and felt a lump form in my throat as I figured out what was on the screen.

Her web browser was open and it was Craig's List the ad read, “Slave for Rent. White male sub 38 years old 6ft 210lb with brown hair and pierced nipples and cock. My slave hasn't been allowed an orgasm in a while and can keep it up for hours. For $50 select females(sorry no males this time) can rent him to uses as they see fit for one hour. E-mail for more information.” Below that was a photo of my body from the chin down naked and one with the CB 2000 on. I had sent the photos to Lynn the first night I had talked to her.

I looked up and see said, “The hotel and spa treatment is going to be $500 and we are going to be here until Monday at 8am when you will need to leave for work. That means that you will serve at least 10 woman. If you get it done tonight, I'll let you have the day off tomorrow. So far I've got 7 responses and I confirmed 4. If you do not have at least $500 by check out Monday morning then I will leave you tied up for the room service to find. Understand?” I nodded yes. “You can come as many times as the client wishes. But if you are having sex you are to wear one of the prepared condoms in the room.”

“Yes Madame.” She smiled and patted my head.

“Go to the bedroom, put on the collar, attach the leather lease, the cock ring with the ball spreader and then kneel in front of the door. I want you to greet each guess by kissing their shoes when they come in and then lead them to me.. Now go your first client will be here in 2 minutes. Enjoy this my little whore it will be the last chance you will have for sex for sometime.”

“Yes Madame”, I jumped up and ran to the bedroom and was greeted by most of the toys from home and a few others being laid out on the dresser. Once I had on the closest things I would have to clothing, I ran to the door and knelled waiting. My mind raced through images of what the night might hold. My cock throbbed at the thought of hot business women and rich women that could afford my services. The idea of being a male whore turned out by my Dom was one of the many fantasies I had but couldn't admit to Lynn. It scared me and thrilled me at the same time. Like a lot of fantasies, in your mind it's very exciting but the reality with it's dangers always seems to out weight the thrill. I wouldn't have much longer to guess as the knock startled me out of my thoughts.

I opened the door and a woman in her mid 30s walked in. She was white with blond hair and a few extra pounds. She was wearing sweets and looked like she had just come from the gym. The oder hit me as I kissed first one shoe and then the other. The smell made my eyes water. She kicked me away, grabbed the lead and I lead her to Ann. “You must me Lori. It's $50 and you can use the room over there.” She pointed to the room with all the toys. “It's 2:15 and I will knock on the door at 3:10 to give you time to finish up. I'm going for a soak in the hot tub while you are enjoying him.” Lori handed her the $50 and pulled me into the bedroom.

She didn't really speak to me as much as barked, “Put on a condom and lay down on you back.” I went to the dress and found the condoms. They were already opened and had been placed in a a zip lock with numbers written on them from 1 to 20. I opened the baggy with “1” written on it and slide it on. With in seconds it was burning. I guessed that Ann had put Ice/Hot in it. Then I laid on the bed on my back as Lori undressed. She had obviously had a major weight loss cause her skin seemed to just hang from her body and there was stretch marks covering her body.

Without a word she just sat on my face facing my feet. I didn't need to be told as I licked and sucked her cunt and anus and fought to breath. The smell was tremble, it was easy to figure out she hadn't bathed in a while. I fighting my gag reflex as she pinched my head and grinded against my face. After a few minutes she began to shake as she came. I had to push up my shoulders to gain air before she was done. There was the taste of sweat and grainy shit in my mouth mixed with pubic hairs but I kept licking waiting for her to get off. But she didn't and it took a few minutes to realize that she was settling in for a second time around. The second one took longer and to increase her excitement, she began to twist and turn my nipple rings causing me to scream between licks.

After coming again she looked at her watch and slipped off me and on to her back. “Fuck me.” I did as I was told entering her and pounding away. It felt like my cock was burning and the friction just increased the fire and spread the Icy/Hot into my piss whole. Despite the pain and the cock ring I felt myself building to an orgasm. She was bucking against me and pulling on my nipple rings as I lifted myself on my toes and tried to get deeper in her. I balanced on that edge and then it came, a painful burning orgasm. I squeezed my eyes tight and bucked against the bed as I blasted into the condom. I began to stop and pull out. “Don't even think about stopping, I still have 20 minutes.” I looked at her blankly and then realized that she didn't want to stop. With my first orgasm spent the pain seemed two fold. I'm sure without the pill I couldn't have kept my erection. The air was at this point filled with the smell of shit, sex and sweat. My eyes were watering from the pain and the smell but I kept going. My arms and legs were cramping but I kept going. She came 2 more times but I kept going. It was surprising when I felt another orgasm coming but it did. This one was more painful then the first and it seemed to fall short of pleasure.

With relief I heard the knock at the door. Lori pushed me off and went to the bathroom. I heard the piss hitting the water as I stared with disbelief as my penis. It was bright red from the Icy?Hot and the cock ring. I removed the condom and it felt cold to the touch from lack of blood and was turning purple. The condom was full and when Lori came back in she got dressed, throw $10 at me, I guess I was good enough from a tip and then stormed out of the room.

Ann came into the room and sat on the bed watching the screen of a camcorder. “Not bad, god was she gross. I wonder how fat she was before. I'm thinking close to 300Lbs.” She laughed to herself and sat on the bed next to me. “Stand up and empty the condom into your mouth.” When I did as I was told she began to film again as I drained the come into my mouth and licked out the inside of the condom. “Next appointment is at 3:30, go clean up and take off the cock ring.”

End of Part Seven

Part eight

I brushed my teeth, pissed fire and then took a quick shower and took it upon myself to be in front of the door on my knees by 3:29. When the knock came I opened the door to an elderly lady in her late 40s, she was dressed in a dark brown business suit and what looked like jackboots, a blond man was standing behind her talking on a mobile phone that couldn't have been over 25 in a black suit. He walked past her and took a seat on the couch  and continued to carry on his conversation. I caught bits and pieces of what he was talking about and it seemed he was discussing plans for a night out with the boys. The woman circled me once and then lifted my chin and said, “open”. She inspected my teeth, running her finger over my teeth and gums. Then told me to stand and ran her hands over my chest, arms, legs and then cock and balls. The whole time with the door wide open and me hoping no one would walk by.

After a few tugs on my genitals, she close the door and lead me to Ann.

Ann said, “You must be June and is that Micheal? 

“Yes.” She stroke my cock. “When is the last time this,” thumbing toward me, “came.”

“About an hour ago but he is on a medication that will keep him hard regardless.”

“Hmmmm, we'll see how long he can keep it up. When is its next appointment?”

“8pm. I figured he might need a bit of a break.”

“Well, if the dose is right he won't. Isn't that right Micheal.” Micheal waved a hand and continued with his conversation.

“Does he have a safe word or is he a real slave?”

“No safe word, and you are welcome to use whatever tools you wish in the other room. However he is my property and I want it undamaged or you will have to answer to me and my enforcer Jim.” Jim the enforcer? Could that be Jim that I sucked off or was she making the whole thing up.

“How lose is his ass?”

“Nothing has been in it today but it's still pretty tight.”

“Here's $200, I want him until 7:30 and I'll throw in an extra $100 if he sucks off Micheal.”

“Sure, he isn't bi but that shouldn't be a problem.”

She tossed three hundred dollar bills on the table next to Ann and started to lead me to the room. “Come Micheal, you have work to do and then you can go out with the boys.”

“I'll knock on the door at 7:20, I'm going to the spa for a mud bath and a rub down so you will have the room all to yourselves.” with that Ann got up and left.

June took a seat in one of the chairs as Micheal disrobed. I was relieved when his cock came into view and it wasn't as big as Jim's. “Now boys you can start with fore play on the bed and then it will lick Micheal's anus and suck Micheal off until he comes.”

Fore play? God she wanted us to make love, not just fuck. Luckily Micheal replied with “yes dear.” and grabbed me by the hand and began kissing me fully on the mouth. I fought back the sickness the situation was causing me. I tried to close my eyes and imagine it was Ann I was kissing but the feeling of his beard against my face destroyed that image. He ran his hands across my back and drew me on top of his body which was now lying on the bed. He's hand pushed gently on my shoulders and I took the clue to moved down his body with my mouth.

I could feel his cock below me hardening as my mouth moved closer. Licking around it I dropped to my knees next to the bed and lifted his leg upward and began rimming his ass hole. At least he was clean. He's cock was at this point hard, resting and dripping precum on to my forehead. After what seemed like forever, he dropped his knees over my shoulders and began rubbing his cock all over my face. I stuck out my tongue and began lapping against the underside. Before long he had had enough of the licking and stood and began pumping his cock in and out of my mouth with his hands on the top of my head. With a grunt and a slowing of the pumps he deposited cum into my throat.

When he was done, I felt the pain on my back. “You dirty filthy cock sucking fagot. I guess I'll need to beat the sickness out of you. It's degenerates like you that are destroying the fatherland!” Another pain shot through me as Micheal slipped out of my mouth wiped off his cock with a towel, got dress and left without a word. June kept hitting me with the belt. I'm not sure how long it went on but there were tears in my eyes and welts on my back, thighs and upper arms when she stopped. I turned my head  to see her sitting, she had taken off her jacket and was wearing a brown shirt with a Nazi arm band. In one hand was a long 2 inch leather strap and in the other was a riding crop.

“You fags are worst then the Jews or the niggers cause you look like a good German on the outside but inside you are inferior and non human. Many of you have mated and passed on your traits to your children. You are part of a sickness that can only be solved with extermination.” This woman was frightening me. I really couldn't tell if she was playing a role or was really believed what she was saying. Ann had left me alone with this crazy woman and wouldn't be back for another 3 hours.

“The only thing that is keeping you alive and not going to the furnace, is the information you have.” OK, I thought, I get it, it's a torture scene. “The names of other fagots and where they can be found. Plus you have a nice cock to enjoy later and maybe a talented mouth.” With this she pushed her hand down to her crotch and rubbed. “First thing, first. Get in that chair.” I moved to the high back chair that she had pointed to and sat down.

She quickly tied my hands palm down on the top of the arm rests and then tied my feet to the back legs of the chair pulling them back. This caused my knees to spread wide and left my genitals open to whatever punishment she wished. Next action came as a surprise, she forced my mouth open and shoved in a large dildo gag and buckled it as tight as she could get it.  To finish me off she pulled my cock and balls through a hole in a plastic 6 inch wide and 10 inch long board. I'm unsure if she brought it or if Ann had. I don't remember ever seeing it again.

Then she pulled up a chair in front of me and said, “You see too often, you sissies give up names too quickly. It's cause you are weak. This cheats me of the joy of torturing you. I like to loosen you up to the point that you will give up your mother if I would only stop. I like to completely break you. Yes you will be broken within a few hours, maybe less but I will torture you for the next 2 hours, then you will talk and then I will use you for my pleasure. One of my goals for the next hour is seeing if we can get rid of this erection.” She raised the crop, just held it there and watch me try to move and squirm my way out of what I knew was coming. The first strike she hit the board and laughed as I tried to move. The second didn't, it hit it's mark right on the top of my right ball. If I could have I would have rolled up in a ball. The next strike was the top of the glands then the left ball. At first she paused for effect between each strike but soon she was swinging that crop quickly and with all her strength.

I struggled to break free and screamed into the gag for help that would never come. When she stopped I was crying out right with my chin on my chest. But thanks to the pills my cock was still hard as a rock. She inspected my cock and mused about its hardness, “That is strange, maybe it's so turned on from the cock sucking or the fagot is getting off on getting beat. The Degenerate piece of shit is a masochist. Well, my little masochistic cocksucker, you are really going to enjoy this.”  She started by tying a twine around the base of my cock and balls and then tied off each ball and then tightly around the base of the shaft. Next was a zipper of  10 clothes pins that she started at the base of the underside and ran up and over the top and then down the other side. She then did the same around each ball and around the crown and along the staff. I looked down and horror as I realized that as painful as the 40 clothes pins were bitting into my flesh, it would be 10 fold when she grabbed the string of the zipper and pulled them off.

“Are you ready, fagot?” Off came the first one around the crown, my whole body shock in reaction and I screamed into the gag. She waited for me to caught my breath and relax again and then toyed with the two on my balls, “I wonder which is worst. Slow or quick. Let's test it. Left will be slow and right fast.” She ever so slowly pulled on the string. Pulling the tight skin out and away and then pop it would come. She'd smile at me as I twisted and panted in pain. Then as soon as I was relaxed she would start up again. 9 later and I was begging for death with my eyes and she played with the direction of the pull. “Hmmm this last one is tricky, Maybe pulling from the top or the side. We want the best effect.” In the mean time the clothes pin twisted and slide with the changes in direction. I was cursing god himself by the time it slipped through. Unlike the first one, the slow one which was prolonged pain, the quick second was an instant fire of pain.

“I'm unsure. Both, judging from your reaction are painful but in different ways. So on the last zipper I think the back will be slow and then the last one quick.” The experience was beyond anything that had happened thus far. I began to feel the floating warmth of sub space by the time she was through. She stroked my inflamed cock. “Hmmm seems to have lost some of it's peep.” I looked down and yes it did seem to be less hard but of course her stroking it and the image of her doing it quickly brought the blood back to it.

Now every sub or Dom has a toy bag. A lot of times you buy something that you think will be a great toy and experience, only to find it either too painful or not interesting. A few years back I had a Pro Dom that I'd seen a couple of time and she kept bring up sounding rods. At first I wasn't interested but the more she brought it up the more interested I became. Since she refused to use toys that had been used on other sub, I had to buy a set flat ended sounding rods. I remember being really excited about getting them and tried them out on myself. I think that I got the smallest one in about an inch when I decided that the pain was too much, packed them up and hid them in the back of my closet. Last I knew they were on the bottom of a box full of old year books and junk. Ann must have found them cause here they were spread out on the lap of this crazy Nazi bitch.

She pulled out a couple and looked them over. After looking them over and holding each inches from my face she at last decided on one of the mid sized ones and applied lube to it. Ever so slowly she began to slid it down my urethra. At first, it felt like someone was cutting my penis wide open but then it settled into a feeling of pissing broken glass and she keep pushing. When she got to the point where there was resistance she stopped, sat back and watched as I tried my best to eject it. This of course, just increased the pain.

Trying of watching she began to slid it in and out and twisting it. It only increased and prolonged the pain. After about ten minutes of this treatment my penis was beginning to soften again. “Oh, we don't like this do we? Well I'll give you to the count of ten to get hard again or I will have to add a larger one.” I tried with all my might but only managed to cause my cock to jump a little and fall again. When she reached 10, I was about a quarter full. “Well then a bigger one it is.” I cried openly as she slid the largest rod deep inside me. I feared that she would split the urethra open. “There that will at least keep it straight and maybe my Jewess can get it fully hard again.” She pulled out a remote control and clicked a button. She lit a cigarette and took a drag and blew the smoke into my face. When she needed to ash, she flipped the ashes on to my chest and genitals. After a few minutes passed and there was a soft knock at the door. June got up and walked into the other room and answered the door. “About time you filthy Jew. Now take off those clothes and get int there.”

In walked a woman in her 20s. She was skin and bones and her head was shaved. She was attractive but there was something that looked unhealthy about her. Her cheeks were pulled in and she was covered with scars and bruises. As she got close I noticed the shock collar around her neck, the number tattoo on her wrist and wire running from her genital area to the collar. She wore beaten up work boot, the kind we used to call boon dockers or deck boots. There was also a scent of waste that seemed to travel with her.  As she got closer I noticed the Star of David tattooed on her chest.

“This is one of the many Jewish pig cunts they give me to assist in my work. This one longs for the furnace. Don't you?” June pushed the button again and the women fall the floor, grabbing her crotch and shaking.

“Yes mama.” she squeaked out and June released the button.

“I was once told the story of Arab tribes that would insert a glass tube into the urethra and then would have the most beautiful tribal women dance and excite the victim. Causing them to have an erection and break the tube. The idea that the pain was caused by the victim's own weakness of flesh always interested me.” She put out the cigarette on the board within a inch of my scrotum. I had to look down to make sure she didn't put it out on my scrotum cause I felt the heat. “You may not have a glass tube in there but I'm thinking that it will not be a pleasant experience. Cunt, use your slimy body to excite the fagot.”

The woman got to her knee in front of me and began to rub my cock between her hands, while she licked and sucked the glands. The effect was that my cock slowly responded to erection again. It was painful beyond belief. Like there was a giant kidney stone wedged in the full length of my penis. However as she took my cock in her mouth and began pumping it in and out of her mouth, I slowly began to creep to orgasm despite the pain. This brought a worry to my mind. With the sounding rod tightly forced into place, what would it feel like to come. Add to that the twine tide to the base of my cock. I knew there would be very little of the orgasm that would be pleasurable.

“You greedily whore, don't make him come yet.” The woman pulled away and June began to tap and spin the sounding rod, I screamed into the gag. Only a few hours ago I would have been begging to come. Now all I wanted was the pain to stop. “Plug this in and bring me the device.”

Device? What device? I didn't like the sound of this. There were no devices on the dresser earlier. I really hadn't looked that closely but I had a sinking, stomach dropping, fear I knew what it meant.

June made a show of holding the alligator clips slightly apart and turning the dial. Creating a spark to travel between them. My breathing accelerate and I fear hyperventilating. This was simply too many first. The thing with kissing another man, then the sounding rods and now electric play. It was too much, I shock my head no non-stop for 5 minutes as June pushed the woman between her legs and under her skirt and enjoyed my helpless state.

By the time she began to hock the clips to the sounding rod, my glands and one for each ball, I was so out of it that I was beginning to detach from myself. It was like I was watching these Nazi torture do this to someone else. I was floating somewhere toward the celling looking down. I was beginning to wonder if I was dead and was on my way to the other place. I came crashing down as I felt first a tickling pleasure and then a burning pain. She seemed to play with the dial, bring on a pleasurable buzz and then as soon as I relaxed she'd crack the thing to pure pain. It felt like I was pissing melted lead. I'm not sure how long this went on until she grew bored with it. I did manage to bite through the dildo gag though.

There was silence for a few minutes, all I could hear was the slurping sound of the woman under June's skirt and June's heavy breathing. I guessed that she was building to an orgasm and was happy to not be the focus of her attention for a while. I opened my eyes and looked at the clock. It was 5:13pm. God almost half way through and I had no idea how much more I could take. On top of everything else I felt like I had to piss. Weather it was the sounding rod, electric or natural causes was beyond me but it was pressing. I didn't knew weather to be excited or full of dread when I noticed that June was orgasming. At this point all I wanted was this thing out of me, a nice piss, something to eat and a hot bath.

She pushed the woman away from her and yanked off the clips, untied my cock and ball and pulled it through the board. For a minute there I thought she would let me go but no such lucky. She just hit the button on the remote again and said, “No laying around you Jewish pig, finish him off with that cunt of yours. Oh and do use a condom.” I tried to protest but what could I do. She addressed my concern by saying, “That pig has been raped so many times, that it would be surprising if she didn't have VD. I don't see why a degenerate like you would have a problem with that.”

The woman, pulled a dildo from her cunt and tossed it to the floor. Then slipped her legs under the arm rests and slipped my cock into her. I would have enjoyed this if it wouldn't have been for the sounding rod. With each thrust, it pushed deeper in me. “The Jewess is a cock hungry whore and hasn't had the real thing or an orgasm without pain for 6 months. I'm afraid you are in for it.” That was putting it lightly as she began to buck with lust at light speed against me. Wrapped within the pain I felt the orgasm coming. June must have known it was coming cause she shocked the woman and she jump off me to watch me buck in pain as the come tried to make its way pass the sounding rod. The orgasm seemed to last for ever and all that June did was laugh. Once I claimed down, she removed the rod and watched as the come seemed to leak out. Followed by a stream of piss that she aimed at my face.

“I think it's ready to talk. Remove the gag and clean him up while I have a bit to eat. When I come back I want him hard and wanting.” with that she picked up her coat and walked out of the room.

End of part eight.

Part nine

The woman stood and removed the gag and placed it on the table. “I'm Anna.”

It took me a few minutes to adjust to my jaw to it's freedom and I told her my name. She smiled, and began washing the piss from my face, and body. It was like running through mud as my mind got around what had happened and what might be about to happen. As she finished, it dawned on me that this might be the first chance I had in a few days to carry on a normal or at least somewhat normal conversation. “So, is she really a Racist or is this all Role Playing?”

“All role playing but she is really into it. I mean really into it. You should see her home. It's a farm out in the country. In the middle of it is this small concentration camp. It's really creepy but very realistic, everything but the ovens.”

“So are you Jewish?”

“Yes, it's strange I know but my great grandfather was in the camps and since childhood I heard all about the horrors that went on there. At some point the idea started to turn me on. Then I met June on a personals site about 4 years ago. One thing lead to another and I've been here prisoner ever since. You'd be surprised how many people have this fetish. She is making a fortune on renting the camp and doing sessions out there.”

“I read something on it years ago and Africans that have plantation fantasies. So why is she paying for me?”

“Change of pace, I guess. I think she's running out of kicks and I know she's getting tired of playing to others interests and dealing with their limits. So the fact that there was no limits was a big selling point. What is your story? I don't think I've ever heard of a Dom pimping out her subs.”

“Long story but let's say I either do what I'm told or my life will be destroyed. Blackmail is one of my fetishes but I'm afraid this has gone beyond the fantasy and moved on to something a little too real.”

“Oh. So this isn't playtime anymore?”

“Yes and no, I mean I really enjoy a lot of it but there is a lot that is beyond what I would consider.” I went on to explain the situation with Lynn and Ann,

She gave my cock a squeeze and slowly started to stroke it, “So this thing has gotten you into all this trouble and you can find a way out.”

“Yes and I have a feeling that even though my cock is really sore that this maybe the last time I'll get to feel something as nice as what you are doing for sometime.”

“Oh they are going to lock you all up and keep you all horny with no release?”

“Yes but I think before this weekend is over, I'm going to be begging to have the CB 2000 back on.”

“By the way, I'm your 8pm and I have you till midnight. So we are going to see just how many times I can get this thing to squirt before the nights over. It's a present from June for our anniversary. An hour for every year I've been in her camp.”

June walked in and asked, “Is he ready to talk?”

“Yes Mama.” said Anna as she continued to gently rub my cock.

June had taken off her shirt and skirt and was down to a men's A shirt with the German Eagle in the middle of her chest, Jack boots and stockings. “Alright Fagot, start naming the other degenerates.” Anna released my cock and sat down at the desk and began to take the part of a recorder, typing everything that was said on an old portable typewriter. I played along giving fake names and date. Along with places where I had had sex with men and all the details. This seemed to turn on June just as much as the torture did. As she openly began to rub her clit and pull on her nipple with her one boot covered leg up on the edge of the desk. From time to time she would bend forward and play with my cock.

When I was done spilling my guts, I looked at the clock and it was 6:45. June announced, “I'm unsure if we have all the information that we can get from this one, Enter into the record that prisoner 6587 has been found to be a degenerate and if left in the population will corrupt others. Thus he will receive a pink triangle tattoo and be required to wear a badge on his clothing. From this date on he is to be relocated to camp 243 for re-education until he is fit to rejoin society. At this point castration  maybe the only true way to reduce the threat but only time will tell. End of report.” She reach an orgasm, shaking and cursing god as she rolled through it.

“Prepare the prisoner for re-education and service.” June barked. Anna snapped into action, untying me from the chair and moving me to the bed. I was weak and had to lean on her for support. I dropped on to the bed on my back and gave no fight as Anna tied my hands above my head to the head board and then pulled and separated my ankles. Pulling them toward the headboard, bending me in half. It felt good to stretch out even though it was an odd position to be in.

June climbed onto the bed and knelled with her knees on both sided of my head holding it in place. Anna handed her milk jug filled with water. “Water boarding is a common torture these days. It's often called simulated drowning, I have my own method. Now this will not be so much for information but more for enjoyment. I will keep it up until you come. If you don't come, we will start over again until you do.” With that said she tied a funnel to my mouth and began to pore water into it. At the same time I felt Anna's mouth engulf my cock and start sucking, licking and pumping for all she was worth. Also she began to stick a finger in my ass.

At first it was easy to keep up with the flow of water but it seemed the closer I came to coming the faster the flow of water. Before long I was out of breath and tried to close my throat to take in a breath only to have it be water instead of air. I began to cough and June stopped the flow of water only long enough for me to recover. It distracted me so much I was unable to come and was shortly out of breath with my lungs burning but the water kept coming. I was both on the edge of coming and passing out when the water stopped flowing and June said, “Stop and get more water.” She repeated this three or four times and each time with the same result.

After what seemed like hours but was more like 15 minutes, I couldn't decide which to beg for. To come, breath or piss. The answer came when June, handed the jug to Anna and ordered me to piss in it, As I pissed, June climbed above the funnel and pissed directly into my mouth. “Nothing like a fagot urinal.” Before I thought the water burned when it entered my lungs but nothing is like piss. June's was strong. She kept pissing as she stroked her clit. Bucking her hips as she came and lost control pissing all over my face and chest. “I came harder thinking about you sleeping on my piss covered pillow. Jug!.”

Without a break my piss was pored full bore into my mouth, while Anna sucked and licked my cock, bringing me closer and closer to coming. With the urine gone, June removed the funnel and sat full force on to my face. Planting my mouth on her sex and my nose against her anus. “Lick you fagot cocksucker. This is part of your re-education. As long as you lick, the Jew will keep sucking your cock. If you stop, she will start slapping and crushing those tiny fagot balls of yours.” I double my effort and the combination of Anna's warm mouth and being engulfed in Anna's ass and cunt, sent me over the edge. The orgasm was the most pleasurable one I'd had in my life time. Of course, June kept humping my face until she came again. At some point she pushed Anna away from my cock and took one of my balls in each hand and squeezed and pulled them apart. As she trembled into the orgasm she said, “Nothing feels like a man screaming in pain into your pussy. That's it fagot, scream, yes....” and with that she pressed down into my face blocking off my air and kept it up until she was done.

“Ah, with 10 minutes to spare. Anna as we wait, untie his legs and then hump his leg while we wait for the time to be up. If you make yourself come you won't get your gift. You may beg to come if you wish but you can't stop for any reason.” Anna did as she was told and began rubbing her cunt against my leg. June, began to get dressed while watching with mild interest.

After a few minutes, I could tell by Anna's shaking that she was close and losing the battle. “Commander, may I please come?”

“No.”

Anna, grunted with frustration but kept humping and then began shaking all over. At first I thought she'd come but then realized that it was the shock collar. “Thank you Commander for distracting me.”

“That's the problem with the Jew's. No self control. Nothing but greed.”

It seemed like the words brought her closer. “Please commander, may this Jewish Pig come?”

“No and this time you are not getting a distraction.”

Anna's whole body began to shake and tremble. “Please Commander, Please, I'm begging distract me.”

“See no will power. Just pure selfish greed. Can't hump a leg like the dog it is, for more then two minutes without causing that toilet of a cunt of yours to come. If I must.” Anna tightened as the current shot through her. What amazed me was that she kept humping through it all. I began to root for her as her body began to coat in sweat. Her eyes burned into me, her mouth open and all her muscles in knots. “When was the last time I let you come Pig?”

There was a trimer in Anna's voice, “At..... least..... six months,.... Commander.”

“That's all. Hmmm, doesn't seem that long ago. Oh look at that, how the time as flown by, 7:29. Speed up, make out with the fagot and if you come in the next minute, I'll make you wear the chastity belt.”

Anna pressed into me, grabbed my hair, engulfed my mouth and pressed her tongue into my mouth. This just increased the rate of her breathing and I knew that she was losing the battle and about to come. She bit into my lip and pulled on my nipple rings. I felt sorry for her and was in fact looking forward to being her play thing. Then came the knock, She was fall on to me shaking and breathed a shy mixed with frustration and relief.

“Good pig, untie him and both of you take a cold shower. You both smell like piss and come. Oh and no coming.” With that June walked out of the room and began talking with Ann.

End of part 9

This part is not as heavy of the others. However I felt that it was important to spend some time exploring what the main character is going through. Make him a little more human. He will return to hell soon enough and there is some action in here.

Part 10

Anna untied me and lead me to the bathroom. Then turned on the cold water and step with me into the shower. After a very quick shower, with both our teeth chattering we returned to the living room to find June and Ann comfortably sitting on the couch trading stories. Ann seemed enthralled with June's stories and the camp. We waited quietly on our knees, as they talked went on and on. At one point, Anna reached out and held my hand. This felt odd, it was so foreign and gentle. Something I hadn't experienced since I broke up with my last girlfriend. Not just confusing but it felt good.

After about 20 minutes of listening to the chit chat. Ann seemed to notice us for the first time. “Well, are you ready for your date?”

“Ah yes?”, Anna said.

“Well, I have reservations for the 4 of us at a lovely Bristol for 8:30, so you two need to get dressed. There are clothes in the room. No underwear for him and Anna you can add anything to him you wish.” said June as she waved us to the other bedroom. We got up and walked into the room to find a suit for me and a nice dress for Anna. Anna giggled and told me to bend over. Then lubed up a Anal plug and shoved it into me. Then told me to get dressed.

I stood for inspection in front of the three women. Ann chuckled and pointed at the front of my pants. “We can't go out in public with him like that.” My erection was clearly visible. “ Go get some rope and then drop your pants. I did as I was told and then she weaved the rope through my Prince Albert piercing and tied it tightly around my waist.

“Let's go the car is waiting.” Said June as she pushed us into the hall, down to the lobby and out to the town car. I was instructed to drive and with in a few minutes I was handing the car keys to the Valet. It was a new place I hadn't been and I was surprised at the prices of the food. Most dishes were over $30. Anna ordered for me and as we sat there, like 4 friends celebrating an anniversary, it struck me as how odd the anniversary was and how no one else understood the bond the four of us had. June even pleasantly asked me about my job, family and hobbies. The whole thing was really super real. Well, beyond surreal. Not only a pleasant surprise but an enjoyable night. With Anna and Ann squeezing my knees under the table and even Ann nibbling on my ear a few times. This would be the closest to a normal night I would spend for sometime and it couldn't have been more prefect. That is if my cock would have just gone down and the cramping from the plug would have stopped.

I guess, I let my guard down, cause when Anna placed her shoe-less feet in my lap and ordered me to massage them, I delayed. This was rewarded with a sharp kick from Ann. As the wine kept flowing, the ladies began to share their sexual experiences. Each tried to out do the other with the stories of the most public places, larger cocks, etc... At first this was exciting, a look into the world of girl talk but it was painfully clear that this was because I didn't count. I wasn't under the consideration of being a mate to any of the attractive women at this table. No I was a disposable toy. Sadly this turned me on. With the wine, Anna's feet in my lap and the humiliation, I was beginning to become very light headed and very sexually excited,

Maybe it was the normality of the situation but I began to think about what it would be the likelihood of a normal relationship with any of my three diner companions. Ann was beautifully and witty, the type of women that could light up a room and carry on a conversation with anyone. I could see spending nights on the sofa with a few DVD and talking about daily life over a bowl of pop corn.

June was more of a modern career woman. She was older with a spark of authority. Playful but at the same time all business, country clubs and diners like the one we were having. I could see her being very guarded and controlled.

Anna on the other hand, I could see settling down and having a few kids. Her life revolving around her children and play. She was the type that would greet you with a huge smile, a hug and a big kiss. For her wrestling and rough housing was fore play.

But here we sat under a situation that meant, I didn't have a chance. My mind worked this all over and dreamed of things that could not happen. June I would have never had a chance with and the other two would have passed me over for someone much younger. However, here we all were enjoying drinks, food and conversation with one bond, S&M. It put me in my place. Maybe the wine was having it's effect but I began to feel a bit depressed cause I knew that this wouldn't last. That soon I'd be at one of their mercy and then there was Lynn waiting to make my life a living hell. I began to muse over where this interest of mine had started. Where was that cross road located that took me to this place? Childhood I guess. All that talk of God and hell. Somewhere sex had become a sin in my teens and even fantasying about it had to be a situation where I was forced to have sex. Usually some form of Blackmail. Maybe if my parents hadn't done the right thing and forced Christ down my throat, I would have been asleep next to my wife the first night I talked to Lynn, instead of trolling for a woman to abuse me. Suddenly I felt very trapped and it didn't seem like anyone else at the table noticed my mood  turn or even if they did cared.

After diner, I drove them back to the hotel. Ann and June decided to go for a swim while Anna and I got to know each other better. Though I was still sexually excited beyond words, my heart wasn't in it. Anna figured this out and asked me what was up, as she untied my cock, pulled the plug out of me and slowly ran her finger around my glands. I began to unload telling her what had come over me at dinner and all the realizations that I had. All she did was hold me. At peace, at peace, at peace.

I could have died in those arms but as I looked at the clock and saw it was 11:00 and know that her time was coming to a close and my hell would begin again at midnight. I began to kiss Anna's neck and move down to her cunt. “No you don't. I want this on my terms tonight. I know we are running out of time but I don't need you making love to me. Romance is the last thing I need in my life right now. I like you a lot but the situation doesn't allow anything beyond what this is, sex. Bottom line is, I need to Come. I plan on coming on your face, cock, leg, ass and anywhere else I can. Also I'm under orders to make you come at least 12 times before the night is over. Oh and you are mine till dawn. June is planning on Fucking Ann tonight. So, lay on your back.” .

I rolled over on to my back and she climbed on to my face and began humping my face. “No licking.” It didn't take long before she was coming. “Now lick and keep licking till I tell you to stop.” Through her orgasm, I licked as best I could, trying to stay in contact with her clit as her body twisted and shifted above me. She came again as I licked away. After the orgasm had subsided, “Suck my clit. God it feels so good. I've been dreaming of this for months. Every time I was ordered to do this to my Mistress as she brought me to the point of coming over and over.” It took even less time this time, I had to grab her hips and hold her to avoid losing contact. “Now fuck me with your tongue.” I stuck my tongue out and she rubbed her clit against my nose. She grabbed my hair tightly and bring my head off the pillow and more into her cunt. “That's it. Fuck my tight cu......” At this point she came again and then fell forward out of breath against the head board. I continued to like and suck at her cunt as she recovered.

She pulled off me and fell onto the bed next to me, crawling up into my arm and lighting a cigarette. “This next one is one of my favorites. I love anal sex and for the last 6 months Micheal has been fucking me up the ass a couple of times a day but as soon as I got close to coming he would shock my clit with a cattle prod and then laugh. Making sure I didn't come but tonight is going to be different. First I want you to make out with my asshole.” She rolled over and said, “Get at it. Lick me and make love to my ass.” I began kissing and licking the checks of her ass. Slowly centering in on her crack. Teasing her for a few minutes as she shivered in reaction. Then I settled in on her asshole, licking and sucking as I slowly loosened her anus. Then began to fuck her ass with my tongue. “That's it you dirty fucker, fuck my ass with your tongue.” I began humping my cock against her leg.

“Stop being a tease and fuck me.” I moved up her body and slowly slide my cock in her ass. It seemed to grip and squeeze me as I began to slowly fuck in and out. With my state of sexual need, it wasn't long before I was at the point of coming. I noted that she was playing with her clit and when she came, arched her back and came, I lost it. Then slumped on to her back lick and kissing her neck as after orgasm trimmers shock her body. I stroked my cock slowly in and out, transfixed on the feeling.

“Now suck my asshole.” It took a second to register what she wanted but the slap on the back of my head caused me to get the point. I pulled out and slipped down. Spreading her checks, I planted my lips on her fucked asshole with my sperm leaking out and began to suck. I heard her grunt as she shited a mixture of sperm and shit into my mouth. The taste was awful but it only feed my undying depraved libido. I think I was falling in love.

End of Part 10