(Mm, BD, slow)
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- Poster-boy
It was time to take Juan to Logan's warehouse and his new gig as a new poster-boy for G-strings, jockstraps, briefs, crop-tops, sex-toys and other kinky garments.
Logan had arranged a photo shoot with equipment such as spotlights, and a photographer Juan recognized from other photo gigs. It was somewhat reassuring that he was a professional photographer.
Juan first posed in briefs and G-strings as in a normal session. Almost. Logan wanted Juan in more active postures, showing his body off. He ran fast on the concrete floor in the big room. He played with a football. He did sit-ups.
In every possible way Logan wanted Juan's fantastic torso to be visible as he marketed the items. "Your incredible body must be seen together with my products", Logan explained.
Then Logan went far beyond a normal commercial photo session. He grabbed Juan's crotch while he was wearing briefs with Logan's new and unknown brands on. Juan jerked and backed away, both out of surprise and to protect himself. But then Logan slapped Juan's face hard with an open hand.
"You're mine during the set. Don't fight me!" Logan grabbed Juan's crotch again and now Juan let him feel his cock and balls up outside the briefs.
Logan wanted Juan's cock hard. "It will be more interesting this way", he said to the photographer. "People will take notice if they saw the cute guy aroused", Logan smiled. "I want my brand to be special in an edgier way than Calvin Klein..."
Logan moved away and Juan had to do his different movements again in front of the camera. The pictures undoubtedly showed a hardening cock inside the briefs.
And it got worse. Logan said he would advertise on erotic sites. Therefor he wanted the tip of Juan's cockhead above the elastic at the top of the briefs.
The different sex toys were not easier for Juan. He had to smile as he held spanking paddles and riding crop in front of the camera. His face would sell the toys.
Logan also directed a setting where Juan was leaning forward and held the dildo close to his butt, turning his head around to the camera smiling.
Juan knew it would be devastating for his career as a commercial fashion model.
"This will be a major success. Your body will make everyone buy my stuff", Logan was sure.
He was also excited about the pictures the photographer took between the presentations of the goods. He was told to catch Juan's naked body in as many angles as possible. He would show them to Mr. West and they would decide if they would publish them too.
When they had wrapped up the shooting for the day, Logan thanked Mr. West and guided them out. During the walk Logan squeezed and then slapped Juan's butt.
In the car Mr. West handed Juan a shirt and pants. "We have dinner with Raymond", he explained.
The executive Raymond invited them to a nice restaurant. He and Mr. West talked some business while Raymond moved a hand to Juan's thigh and down between them. Soon he had his hand on Juan's crotch. He was rewarded and could feel how Juan started to get hard. Juan was grateful for the white tablecloth that went a bit over the edge of the table.
As he talked with Mr. West, Raymond opened the zipper to Juan's pants and was pleased when his hand discovered that Juan didn't have any briefs. Raymond grabbed Juan's cock and ran his thumb over the dickhead.
"Is everything good over here?" asked the waiter. Juan noticed that he saw what Raymond did. Juan felt ashamed. But the waiter only smiled.
"More wine?" Raymond asked Mr. West.
"Not for me, I'm driving. But Juan needs a glass", he said.
Raymond continued to play with Juan's cock and he got close to orgasm. He had to put a hand on Raymonds arm to make him stop.
Both men saw what Juan did.
"Take your hand away", Mr. West said to Juan with a stern voice. "There will have consequences."
"I can take care of that", Raymond offered.
"Of course. You can have him tonight and I'll pick him up tomorrow", Mr. West said and then looked at Juan shaking his head in disbelief.
Juan was ashamed. And defeated. Raymond started to wank his cock again, it had softened during the turmoil at the table. Juan didn't believe he would get it back up, but as the two men started to talk and ignored Juan, due to Raymond's manipulative hand, the cock started to grow again.
Before Juan got all too hot, Raymond pulled his hand away. The two men thanked each other and Mr. West left the restaurant without looking at Juan.
In the elevator up to Raymond's hotel suite, Juan should have been resentful and angry over how he was treated. But he discovered that he wasn't. Juan had begun to realize and accept his new identity. He was, even in his own eyes, becoming a sex toy, besides being a photo model.
"Strip", Raymond ordered when he had closed the door to the hotel suite. He walked over to a bag and come back to Juan with a ball-gag in his hand. Juan opened his mouth and let the man put it in place.
Raymond guided Juan to the backside of a leather chair. "Bent your ass over." When Juan's bum was exposed, Raymond hit it hard with an open hand. Juan jerked but kept quiet. Raymond continued to slap both butts sometimes hard, sometimes softer.
"You should never interfere when a real man is using you. That's bad manner!", Raymond said as he delivered a particularly hard slap.
He continued as Juan's bum become more and more red. It started to hurt badly. Juan started to move sideways as a reflex of protection.
Raymond undressed and pulled Juan to bed. He put the badly behaved jock over his lap and with the buttocks up. The man started to slap the red butt cheeks again. Soon Juan began to jerk in pain.
"Be still and take it. I won't stop until you stay motionless", Raymond said continued slapping those delightfully round and tight man cheeks.
Juan tried to stay still, but Raymond increased the force and Juan couldn't avoid jerking as the pain grew. Finally, Juan started to whimper. He didn't know why, but then he burst out crying.
Raymond turned Juan's head and looked him in the eyes. "You are a slut, a whore. And you will do as real men tell you. And never interfere!" Then Raymond slapped Juan's face with an open hand.
Juan wanted to ask for forgiveness, but his mouth was filled with the ball-gag. Juan wanted to please the men and not pick a fight. Juan was dependent on Mr. West and his friends. They were his life now.
"Putt your ass up to my face", Raymond said. He loved to do rimjob on gorgeous young men. Especially when their butts were red after punishment.
After a long time, Raymond pushed Juan down on his stomach. The man put himself on top of Juan's back and he guided his cock to the wet hole and let it sink in.
"You're nothing but a hole. A wet, warm and lovely hole for me to fuck", Raymond told Juan close to his ear.
The man fucked him slowly for a long time. It was so liberating to have a man pussy to use as you wished. Raymond let his hands move over the tight and smooth body.
"Your useless without strong men who can make something of you", the man said as his cock moved in and out of Juan's pussy.
Then he left the bed and pulled Juan with him to the bathroom. There he removed the ball-gag.
"Get down on your knees in the shower", Raymond told him. The man looked at the magnificent body for a while, then he pointed his cock at him and began to piss. What a sight to see piss hitting that praised face. And then see it running down over the neck, shoulders, chest and abs.
"Look up and open your mouth", he said. Raymond pointed the jet of piss to the mouth and filled it. "Swallow!" Juan did.
"You're a perfect toilet. That's what you are. Something for real men to use", Raymond said.
It was a great power rush for the man to degrade the handsome young man this way. He almost couldn't finish his task because his cock got so hard watching the defeated jock with piss running down his perfect body.
Juan wasn't upset when he felt the warm piss hitting him and running down his body. He thought less and less about how humiliating the treatment of him was. Maintaining the respect and status of a famous photo model felt less important. For him it was now more important to get attention and feel how he made the men happy.
"I will recommend Logan to take authentic pictures of you with his gears as you are used in watersport. What ads it would provide!"
The man then turned on the shower and pulled Juan up on his feet. He soaped every part of the jock. Again, Juan's cock come to life. Raymond slapped it back and forth until it was hard.
"What a horny cock-whore you are!" he laughed.
When they both were freshly showered, Raymond put Juan on his knees on the couch with his still red ass out. Raymond speared into the hole and fucked hard. He loved to have his boy spanked, red and sensitive. He could feel Juan was hurting when he pressed his crotch against his tender bum, but tried to hide it.
Yes, Juan felt pain. He tightened his body when his butt ached with pain and every now and then it hit him like lightning strikes. But he tried to relax. He wanted to please the man and feel the big cock moving inside his gut.
Raymond pulled Juan's head back making his body bow giving him better access to his body. He loved how Juan's ring-muscle had been stretched and was able to take a raw fucking. He pounded relentlessly, in a way he hadn't for a long time. Juan was becoming the perfect fuck-toy Mr. West had talked about.
Juan didn't want it to stop. To have this man owning him, using him, impaling him on his hard stake was wonderful. Even when the man pulled his head back violently it felt right. Juan wanted to give his body away, letting it become spent and worn out in his and other strong men's hands.
Raymond pushed hard and stopped. "Oh, fuck. Argh!" He filled Juan with his load. He panted for a while, then grabbed the backside of Juan's neck. Raymond pushed Juan's head down to his crotch as he collapsed, exhausted on the sofa.
Juan licked it and sucked every drop of the man's jizz out of his cock.
"You're so cute when you obediently lick my cock. Like a puppy", Raymond smiled.
They showered again. Raymond then playfully threw Juan on the bed. He walked over and took a drink and checked his smart phone. Juan lay naked in bed on top of the covers and followed the man's movements.
Finally, Raymond also got to bed.
"I look forward to seeing the results of your latest gig. Logan says it will take the market by storm", Raymond said as he grabbed Juan's ball sack.
Juan swallowed nervously. He knew it would change his life. No more big, high status photo sessions with the big brands. But he trusted his boss. He knew what was best commercially and privately.
Raymond knew what the plan was but didn't say anything. New adventures waited the cute jock, the former fashion model.
Back at the mansion, Mr. West told Juan to do his workout. Later he handed Juan a new pink G-string made of mesh see-through fabric on the pouch and pink strings around the waist and between the front and back.
"Be proud. My friends and I want to see how it looks on your gorgeous body. I got this from Logan, he wants to hear our view on this prototype."
Juan put it on.
"Some of my friends are coming over for dinner and your job will be to serve the drinks."
Juan knew it would be a challenging evening, but to his own frustration he was actually looked forward to it more then he feared it.
All men arriving had used him before: Anthony, Brian, Frank, Greg, Ian, Jason and Scott.
"Love your outfit", Anthony said to Juan and moved his hand inside the pouch to grab his cock. He fondled with it until it begins to get hard and the dick head was above the pouch.
The men groped Juan during the dinner when he poured wine into the glasses. They grabbed his butt cheeks, pinched his free nipple and pulled his face down with a hand on the back of his neck to kiss him. They were all pleased to see Juan's cock was hard. It wasn't only a sign of him being horny, but that the men at the table, who all was older (some much older) than Juan, could make a handsome jock horny. Juan made them feel younger.
"Shouldn't our servant also have dinner?" asked Brian.
"Yeah... Juan, go and get a plate from the kitchen", Mr. West said. Juan did.
When he got back, he realized that there was no seat available at the dinner table.
"Sit on the floor, here", Mr. West pointed to the wall. Juan's heart sank. Now his status would manifest in his physical location. He wasn't one of the guys. He recognized that if he sat down on the floor, he would accept that he wasn't unequal to alpha males. Despise the humiliating situation he slowly, in front of seven pairs of eyes, sat down on the floor. He started to ate. He was hungry.
"I love the new outfit he got", Juan heard them say at the table. They were talking about him.
"It's Logan's garment".
"Is it?"
"Yeah. But that body is more exquisite than any clothes."
"I heard he's becoming a good boy."
"Yeah, wasn't he making photos for some kinky sex toys?"
"He begun to understand his place, hasn't he?"
To Juan it was both intriguing and horrifying to hear them speak about him. And the men knew a lot of things about him. He had no privacy anymore.
The conversation moved to the latest gig at Logan's warehouse. They were look forward to seeing the photos and advertising with Juan presenting all the kinky stuff. They praised Mr. West for exposing this fine specimen of a male body.
"I guess Logan's commercials will be very popular in the right circles. Men are already asking me if I knew when it will come out on the market", Scott smiled and looked down to Juan.
"So people already knew he will be used in that kind of advertising?" Frank asked.
"Oh, yeah. This model is popular and curious men eagerly look for such information", Scott answered.
Later they were back to Juan's progress. "Does he understand his duty?"
"I want you to help me figure that out", Mr. West said as he signaling to Juan to stand up.
Then he grabbed the back of Juan's neck and guided him to the basement as he asked his guest to follow.
Mr. West secured Juan's wrists in leather cuffs separately bound to a rope from the ceiling. When he pulled the ropes, Juan's arms were lifted above his head and then spread one to the left and one arm to the right.
"Anthony, will you hook him up to the Spreader Bar?", Mr. West asked while the men looked on.
"I'm delighted to help", he laughed as he pulled the bar in place and grabbed Juan's left leg and secured his ankle in a leather cuff at one end of the bar and then secured Juan's right ankle to a cuff in the other end of the bar.
All the man looked in amazement on the young man know standing with his arms and legs spread wide.
Mr. West got up close to Juan. "You protested when we went to the swimming pool, you protested against Logan and you grabbed my friend Raymond's arm when he felt you up. These are serious violations of what we agreed upon. You have pledged to obey. Now you will be punished for this misbehavior and unacceptable conduct."
The man then put a black blindfold over Juan's eyes and tied it around his head.
Mr. West then fetched a cat o' nine whip, multi-tailed whip, used for punishment for hundreds of years. He lightly swings the whip against Juan's butt to make him aware of what was coming.
Then he made a more forceful swing with the whip and all the men could hear the many tails hitting the young man's naked butt. Juan twitched and sighed.
The next hit was much harder. Smack!!
Juan cried out. "Aahhh!"
Mr. West stepped close to Juan and said, "You are allowed to cry and scream, but not beg. If you do the punishment will continue."
Then the man stepped back and let the whip swing rather loosely against Juan's butt. The jock jerked more out of fear than pain.
After several light strokes, Mr. West used force to swing the whip hard. Smack!!
Juan cried, but before he stopped a new hard swing was delivered. Smack!! And a new. Smack!! And one more. Smack!!
Juan began to weep. "Please..."
"No begging!" the man said and hit the exposed butt again with an even harder stroke. Smack!!!
As Juan wept, Mr. West held the whip out offering it to the men. Anthony moved forward and took it. He gave Juan one light touch off it, before he used more force.
It was a rush to hit the gorgeous young man with the whip. To feel the whiptails hit the sensitive skin. Anthony gave him several hard once, before Mr. West took the whip back.
They young man was scared and sobbing. Mr. West gestured to the men to follow him to Juan and softly caress his body.
"You are doing good. Take your punishment and learn from it. We love you but you must obey", Mr. West said.
The men's gentle put their hands on Juan's arms, shoulders, chest, back and thighs made his cock to rise.
Mr. West grabbed Juan's blindfolded head and kissed him. "You're mine. And you need punishment to understand what that means."
When Juan's cock was hard, Mr. West grabbed a horse whip. He lightly slapped it against the hard cock. Juan jerked. Then the man gave the cock a hard hit. Smack!!
"OOOOoaaah!" Juan screamed.
Mr. West handed the whip to Brian. He hit the hard cock several time with some force. Smack! Smack! Smack! Then he hit it hard. Smack!!
"AAAAAAAHH! Juan screamed and began crying from pain again.
All men were offered to use the horse whip on Juan. And as his cock stayed hard all the time, the men were delighted to use it. When the skin on the cock became red, Mr. West put the whip away.
He got a long bull whip. He lashed it in the air, making the typical sharp sound of a whip. Crack!!
Juan jerked and cried, "Nooooo..."
Mr. West said, "No begging" and lashed the whip's long tail against Juan's back, close to the shoulder. Crack!
Juan screamed. "AAAAAAHH!"
The man gave him two more serious lashes. Crack!! Crack!!
Juan sobbed. The man gestured to the man to caress the crying bound man. Juan felt how many gentle hands moved over his body, to comfort him. When he had calmed down, Mr. West wanted them to move back.
He lashed a new serious lash. Crack!!
Juan made a loud wailing cry. Then he whimpered. No pleading. That was what Mr. West wanted to achieve. His boy should learn to take it.
He hit him again. Crack!!
More crying and whimpering. But no begging.
He let the men get close and feel him up again. The men got more and more excited and horny to see the hot young man not only exposed, bound and being punished but also showing a hard cock.
They looked at the red, lacerated wounds. The bull whip had almost made Juan's skin to bled. His butt was red and sore. So was his cock.
Mr. West gave the men bottles to lubricate Juan's skin while he still was bound and blindfolded.
As they did, the man told Juan with his mouth close to his ear. "This was your first flogging. I will do it to you again if you don't obey and always submit to my wish."
Mr. West grabbed Juan's head between his hands. "Do you understand?" When Juan nodded without protest, the man kissed him.
The men walked upstairs and to have some drinks while Juan was left bound and blindfolded in the basement.
They praised Mr. West again over how well he had trained his new boy. And during their talk they couldn't get the will to fuck him out of their minds. Mr. West felt it. The atmosphere was electric, and the man wanted to use the sexy guy that was exposed and ready.
Finally, Mr. West smiled. "I know what you all thinking. I will let you have him. One by one. But go easy on him and thank him for letting his body be used."
"Who go first?" They began to argue. Then used a deck of cards. The one with the highest card got the first turn.
The 30 yo athlete Greg walked down the stairs and looked at the stunning sight of a perfect male body, with its arms above his head and legs spread wide apart. The skin was smooth and glistened with sweat. And it had red marks from a tough beating. His head was tilted forward, as he was exhausted and defeated. The blindfold made him anonymous, as if he was a body without its own will.
Greg put a hand on Juan's shoulder. He jerked and lifted his head even if he couldn't see anything.
"You're safe. No more beating. But you are so fucking gorgeous that I have to fuck you. Do you understand?" Juan nodded slightly and as he didn't have no choice, which was correct.
Greg undressed. He moved his chest against Juan's and kissed him. Their two erected cocks soon danced between their hard bodies. Then Greg walked around the bound Juan and gently grabbed hold of his waist. Greg kissed Juan's neck as he directed his cock to Juan's pussy and pushed it in.
They both moaned. "You're such a good slut. This pussy is perfect", Greg said as he began to move in and out. It really was something extraordinary for Greg. He could get any bottom boy he wanted with his muscular body, but he wanted to dominate in a way he couldn't easily manage himself.
It was great to have gotten into the circles of Mr. West. Everything had started when Mr. West courted Greg and they had fucked. But Greg discovered he wasn't a bottom boy, but the two got along well and they had kept in touch.
He fucked Juan hard and felt him tightening up by pain, which aroused Greg more. He stopped with his cock deep in Juan and asked, "Do you what me to stop?" Juan shook his head no.
"Good boy. Let your body be used. Let it give pleasure. Surrender", Greg told Juan as he continued to fuck him. He wanted to continue for a long time, but he wasn't able to hold back. He shot his load into Juan. "Argh!"
Then he got dressed, but before he walked up the stairs, he grabbed Juan's neck and kissed him. "Thanks for being the slut you are", Greg said with a light tone.
Mr. West's friend Scott was next. He didn't talk to Juan. He watched the perfect, red buttocks offered before him and then stepped up close and speared into the jock. He fucked hard until he cum. "Argh!"
When he pulled out, he slapped the sensitive butt hard, and said, "Thanks for being who you are".
Brian walked down and grabbed Juan's semi-hard cock. "Don't you like it?"
Juan began to silently cry. Brian hugged him and kissed him. "Yeah. Let the frustration out. This is your new life now. When you make a mistake, you will be punished. But not only to correct your behavior and make you better at following orders, but because we love to have you completely helpless and make our power over you visible."
Brian moved around to Juan's back. He slowly moved his fingers over the sharply red scores on his back made by the bullwhip. Juan jerked and sighed, it hurt.
"Sssshhh. This isn't your body anymore. Your man has given you these marks and you should welcome them as a token of his appreciation for owning you", Brian said as he moved his cock into position.
"And your man is so proud of you that he wants us to use you for ourselves", he said as he moved his cock into the bound boy.
Brian fucked Juan with great pleasure. Having his cock moving into this jock was great. He moved his hands over the bound body. "I would love to own you myself."
He increased his speed and filled Juan with his spunk. "You are a perfect slut", he said as he playfully slapped Juan's butt before he left.
Soon a new man walked up and fucked him. And then a fifth and sixth cock penetrated the wet hole. Anthony was the seventh man letting his hands inspect the bound and defenseless body. He put two fingers to Juan's lips. He opened his mouth and let the man push his fingers in.
"Good boy", Anthony said. "It is time for you to surrender to your man. He has waited long enough for you to come to terms with who you are. Or should I say what you are?"
Anthony moved the fingers down to Juan's neck, caressing the Adam's apple and provoking Juan to swallow and move his visible throat. "Yeah. I want to fuck this beautiful, sexy throat. See my cock fill it", Anthony said as he moved around to Juan's back.
He slowly pushed his hard cock home, almost without any resistance. "Soooo gooood to feel a sloppy pussy around my dick. You have been training this ring-muscle as much as your other muscles, haven't you?" Anthony moved in and out as he put his hands on Juan's shoulder.
"In my eyes you're ready to take the last step and be your man's slave. Let him own you completely. Surrender your independence."
Anthony continued to fuck him slowly. "There isn't anything for you to protect anymore. You have given up your car, your clothes, your phone and your home. You want to be at Mr. West's mercy. You want to obey and be free from any choices."
He pulled his cock out of Juan. "Yes, I believe you even want to be punished when you've done something wrong."
Anthony waited in silence, letting the message sink in. Then asked, "Do you feel empty without my cock?"
Juan nodded. "But if you want real men to fuck your hole, they want to know you are yielding to their will. Real men love to have compliant boys who surrender and let the men take charge. That's the best deal. Men rule, bottom boys resign from all decision making."
Anthony speared his cock into Juan's pussy with force. He jerked. Anthony began to fuck him again.
"It is nice to fuck a known fashion model, but I would rather fuck a slut and a slave offering himself without conditions. Making himself available for serious sex and a deeper relationship."
Anthony fucked him harder. "It's time for you to make your choice. Neither Mr. West nor I am interested in the fashion model anymore. We want the slave you can be. Is he here or are you just a wannabe?"
It was a power rush to talk plainly with this posh guy having everything. Telling him to surrender. Giving up his freedom and letting himself be controlled. Anthony's orgasm was strong and satisfying. "Argh!"
The man got dressed and left.
End part 20
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