The next morning, I am awakened by a hand on my cock. The officer has lain down behind me, and as I lay on my side, grabs my cock, and begins to masturbate me. When I am fully erect and beginning to enjoy the attention, he stops, flips me over onto my stomach and gets between my legs. With my hands still bound to the headboard, I am at his mercy. Grabbing my hips, he pulls me to a kneeling position and shoves my legs apart. Then I feel him probing my asshole with his cock. I am going to be fucked in the ass.
"Relax your ass slaveboy. I am going to fuck you!" He first shoves his cock part way in and then roughly rams in the rest. With one hand he grabs my shoulder and with the other he grabs my cock to control my movements. "Keep your ass still, slaveboy. I'll do all the fuckin' here. You're just the pussy I'm fucking."
His fucking begins with long slow strokes in and out of my ass. He withdraws all but the tip and then slides his entire cock into me, all the while saying, "Your ass is mine, and I like fucking you. Move your ass back and forth while I fuck you. Moan for me slaveboy. Show me how much you like having my cock up your ass."
He holds my cock in his hand occasionally stroking it, keeping me hard and erect, but not giving me enough stimulation to make me cum. I moan loudly, partly to please him, but also in frustration of not being able to control my pleasure. As his excitement builds, he begins fucking me more rapidly and more roughly, slamming his hips against my ass as he rammed his cock home. He breathes heavily as sweat drips from his body and onto me; his groaning grows louder, and he begins to beat my cock furiously. All at once he yells, "Oh Fuck! I cuming in your ass, slaveboy," and I feel his hot semen filling my backside as his cock beating makes me begin to shoot my cum on the bed as I groan in relief.
After several more thrusts, he falls on top of me, his hot, sweaty body pinning me to the bed. He rests until his cock softens in my ass. When he gets off me, he slaps my ass and said, "Time to go to your new home, slaveboy."
My arms are released, and I am taken to the bathroom where I am ordered to bathe him and then lick the water from his body. After he is satisfied, I am allowed to bathe myself. When I am finished he throws me a large shirt and a pair of sandals. When I ask where my clothes are, I am told, "Those are your clothes. For what you'll be doing most of the time, you won't need anything else. Put on what I gave you or you'll go naked." The shirt barely covers my ass in the back and my cock in the front. For the ride to his house, my wrists are cuffed and I am placed in the back of the cruiser.
The ride to the officer's house takes less than an hour. Like the cabin, his house is in the country. The closest neighbor is several hundred yards away which affords him privacy to carry on his personal activities. Tonight, he will seal my fate and make me his slave.
When we get to the house, two large dogs approach the vehicle. Turning to me he said, "These fellas will make sure you don't escape."
The car door is opened, and as I am being dragged from the car, the dogs approach me growling menacingly. When I gasp in fear he says, "Like you, slave boy, they are under my control, and they won't hurt you unless you try to get away. I've had slaves here before, and the dogs are use to keeping them in line. "
For the walk to the house, the officer grabs my cock and balls and loops a black cord around them and tightens the noose. "You'll wear this cock leash when we take our walks. As he leads me to the house, the dogs walk so closely behind that I can feel their hot breath.
Once we enter the house through the heavy oak door, I look around to see where I will be kept as a slave. The surroundings are comfortable, and I feel somewhat relieved that the place is not a shack. But then, I am taken another room where he opens a door, and I stare down the steps and into the cellar. I walked dejectedly down to a basement room where I am ordered to kneel on a low table and to raise my arms over my head. When I hesitate and look to him for mercy, he growls, "Get on the table or you will be punished." Hearing this, I drop my shoulders and bow my head as I slide into position. My wrist cuffs were then attached to a chain and drawn up taught. "I'll be back in a while. The dogs will keep you company and get use to you being my new slave. Once he leaves, the dogs approach my suspended body, sniff around me, and lay near me. All I can do is wait in fear and anticipation of the officer's return. When he reappears, he is dressed in black pants and a black vest. My wrists are let down but not freed, and I am taken up to the living room. Over near the fireplace I notice a long, heavy rope hanging from a high beam in the ceiling. "Stand under the rope and raise your arms, slave."
I do as he orders and, he attaches the cuffs to the ring in the rope. Walking over to where the rope is lashed, he pulls the rope until only the balls of my feet support my weight.
As I hang in this uncomfortable position, the officer gets in my face and yells, "You're my fuckin' slave now; you're going to suck my cock, and I'm going to fuck your ass. If you hesitate or disobey me, I'll punish you and beat you with my belt. And just so you know I am serious, I going to give you a little taste of what you can expect for disobedience." Turning away from me, he walks over to the fireplace and throws two logs on the already hot fire, just to heat the room up even more. As I hang by my arms, I begin to sweat, and thoughts of getting whip and beaten run through my mind.
The hot fire warms the room considerably. When he approaches my suspended body, he looks into my eyes and says coldly, "Open up you fuckin' mouth slave and keep it open. I do exactly as he demands, and he jams a ball gag into my mouth and buckles it around my head.
I begin to breathe rapidly not trying to hide my fear, as I stare at him through my tethered arms. He begins his torment by grabbing my cock and jerking it off until I am hard. Then I hear a camera's shutter click several times from different angles.
After a short silence, the wide leather belt lands on my ass and the fiery sting forces a muffled cry of pain around the ball gag. I jerk and thrust my hips forward in a feeble attempt to avoid the slashing leather. He pauses and remarks sadistically, "This belt leaves a nice, red welt."
He hits me again and again as my suspended body swings back and forth from the blows. Each time I regain my precarious balance on the balls of my feet, he swings the belt and delivers a stinging crack that sends a shock through my whole body. The beating continues with the officer pausing between each blow so I will feel each one.
When he is satisfied with the redness of my ass, he drops the belt at my feet. I am breathing even more heavily now and sweating profusely. My ass burns, and my cock is limp.
Walking over to a table, the officer picks up a bottle and pours some of the liquid into the palm of his hand. He walks over to me as he rubs his hands together. "This will make your burning ass feel better, slave. I've got to keep you in good shape. When he steps behind me, he rubs the oil on my ass, and then reaches between my legs to spread some on my cock and balls. The oil heats my ass and genitals causing my cock to get hard again. The officer continues to stimulate my cock until it hardens to his satisfaction.
Then he stops and lowers me to my knees. I slump over in exhaustion hoping he would cease abusing me. With my arms still attached to the rope, I am still not free, but my cock is hard and need for relief begins to grow in my balls.
After a short rest, he once again raises the rope until my arms are above my head, but I am still kneeling. He releases my mouth from the ball gag stands in front of me as he strips off his pants. He holds his half-hard cock inches from my mouth as he speaks. "Open your mouth slave boy and suck my cock. I took care of your ass after the beating, so you owe me, and I'm going to teach you how you are to suck my cock."
Feeling hopeless and unable to resist, I close my eyes and open mouth waiting for his orders. Slapping across my face, he yells, "Open your eyes ocksucker. I want you to see what is being done to you. Take the head of my cock in your mouth and hold it gently but firmly between your lips."
When I do as I am told, he continues, "Now run your tongue up and down the backside of my dick as you suck on its head." I lick and suck the head of his dick lathering it with my spit. He gently rocks his hips and moans his approval of my cock sucking. "Enough sucking for now, slave boy. Start licking my balls, first the underside and then each one, making sure you lather them up real good." I bury my face between his legs licking under his balls and breathing in his smell as they lay on my nose. Then I lick each ball and draw each one into my mouth. After a few minutes of ball licking, he demands that I lick up and down his shaft as he rocks his hips into my face. Finally, his moaning grows more intense, and he yells, "Get my cock back in your mouth, now! I'm going to fill your mouth with another load of my hot cum."
Grabbing me by my hair, he holds his cock head just inside my mouth so his cum will shoot on my tongue and growls, "Eat cocksucker. Suck the cum from my dick."
I suck and lick his dick trying to keep up with his fucking motion. My arms ache from being hung over my head, and my jaws are tiring from the savage rape, but I am as hot as he is. My cock is rock hard as I await his climax. Then, as he begins a low guttural moan, he spurts his burning hot, salty cum into my mouth. As the globs of cum shoot from his cock, I first taste the cum and then swallow. He continues to face fuck as his cock throbs and begins to get soft. Then he says, "Stop sucking; just hold my cock in your mouth."
I can feel his throbbing meat as his cock softens and my mouth and nose is jammed against his pubic hair. I breathe in his sweaty smell and taste his cum. Through this humiliating experience I realize that I will be forced to continue submitting to him until he decides that I will be released.
After the humiliating experience of sucking a cock and swallowing cum while naked and in bondage restraints is over, my captor steps away and unhooks my arms from the ceiling rope. They are numb and drop involuntarily to the floor as I bow my head in shame. Even though I have been forced to suck a cock, my own remains erect and sensitive.
The officer sees that I am hard and grabs the cord still tied to my genitals. Giving it a yank, I immediately rise to my feet as he glares into my eyes.
Grabbing my dick, he says, "Your pathetic little cock is all red and sticking straight up. This tells me that you like to be treated like a slave, that you like me to keep you bound and naked, and make you perform as my slave boy bitch. And all you have to do is remain quiet and endure my punishments, just like a good slave should."
Even though I avert his look, he knows he is right. He has discovered my deep dark secret. I am his slave boy bitch, and I endure his bondage games because I crave domination and having to submit to him. I want to be his slave boy. He can tie me up, hang me, and rape my mouth and ass anytime he wants. Grabbing a black, studded dog collar, he buckles it around my neck and clips on a leash. Taking the leash and the black balls cord in one hand, he turns and walks toward his bedroom. With my hands still bound together by the leather cuffs, I have no choice but to follow as he jerks on the leads attached to my naked body.
When we enter his room, he drags me over to the bed, separates my wrists, and shoves me to my knees facing the side of the bed. He sits down straddling my face and, looking down at me, he demands, "Keep your legs spread. I want to see your cock and balls. Never try to cover up in my presence."
When I position myself as ordered and kneel at attention until he is satisfied, he continues, "Now get your ass up on the bed, pussy, face down, arms and legs spread wide. After receiving a hard swat across my ass, I hurriedly get into the spread eagle position on the king size bed. My abductor buckles leather restraints on my ankles. Then he orders me onto my hands and knees so he can shove a wedge under my stomach. When I lay back down, my ass is raised in the air and my legs are spread.
As I lay on the bed, my tormentor stretches my arms and legs to the corners of the bed and lashes them to the corner posts. In this position, I am able to move only slightly and my ass is totally vulnerable and open for his torments. My cock hardens as I am being tied to the bed, so to add to my torture, he grabs my cock from underneath me and yanks it backwards. The wedge keeps my genitals exposed and vulnerable to his attack.
He grabs my hair jerking my head back so I could see the long black rubber cock. "Get ready, slave boy. I'm going to loosen up your asshole with this. Then I'm going to rape your ass for real while you scream for mercy."
Getting on the bed behind me, he begins to probe my ass with a black rubber cock. As the tip is shoved into my ass, I groan loudly. The officer shouts, "Shut the fuck up bitch. I want your ass hole loose and ready for my dick. Maybe I'll should leave you tied up with this fucking thing in your ass until I'm ready to rape you."
He smacks my ass several times until I relax. Then he shoves the big dildo up my ass and proceeds to rape me with it. He slides the intruder in and out a dozen times before he stops his assault. When he pulls it out, I whimper weakly and he slaps my ass again. "We've just started, slave boy. Now that you are nice and loose back here, I'm going to fuck you and fill your ass full of cum."
He grabs my cock pulling it backward, then lets it slap against the foam. "Still hard I see. Looks like your cock can use some stimulation. How about if I use my vibrator on your ass, cock and balls?" I hear the buzzing sound of the device, and I feel vibrations on my asshole. He works the end of the dildo around the edge of my puckered hole and then probes inside as I lay stretched out and tied down, unable to move more than a couple of inches.
The next place he attacks is the area behind my balls sending shivers throughout my body. I can feel the cum building up inside of me, but I know he will not let me climax until he is through with his torture. He continues to stimulate me, running the vibrator over my balls and then up and down my cock. As the torment begins to affect me, I feel my cock getting harder as it starts to ache. I begin to fuck the foam hoping to rub myself to climax. When he senses that I might cum, he pulls the vibrator away, puts his hand on the small of my back and again slaps my ass several times.
"As I groan in frustration, he laughs, "A hungry slave who wants to cum will do anything that is demanded. He won't hesitate because his cock and balls will be so full of cum that he'll suck and fuck and endure pain and humiliation just to earn the right to cum."
He is right. I am ready to do anything he demands. When he gets on the bed behind me, he rubs some slippery oil on my asshole. Then he grabs my hips, his big hands and I feel his cock laying in the crack of my ass. He isn't fully erect so he begins rubbing his dick on me, sliding it up and down. After a few minutes, he is hard and begins probing my ass hole with his dick. I relax and allow him to get the head of his cock in me. He stops moving, holding his cock in my ass, both of us getting use to the tightness. Then he grips my hips more tightly and shoves the rest of his cock in me as I groan loudly. The slippery oil makes it easy for him to slide in and out of me. He fucks me slowly with long strokes and then rapidly with short hard strokes. He fucks me for several minutes and then stops, resting his body on my back.
Once his breathing returns to normal, he grabs my hips again and yells at me, "Now I'm going to show you what real fucking is." He begins banging away at my ass, his balls slapping against me each time he thrusts his cock. I can feel his whole cock moving in and out of my ass as the heat builds up between us.
He once again begins to breathe hard and to moan as our sweat mixes together. With one last thrust he slams his cock home and buries his cock deep in my ass as his cum spurts into me. He holds on until I feel his cock soften. Then he pulls out leaving me tied down unable to relieve myself.
After several frustrating minutes of trying move in any way that would get me into a position that I could cum, I lay still, feeling defeated and hopeless, my spirit broken by the torments of the officers. When the officer returns, he reaches through my legs and taunts me, "What's the matter slave boy? Can't shoot your load? Well, that's too bad because after I let you rest for the night, the others are coming back, and we're going to turn you over to a local constable who likes to torture and train hot little slave boys just like you."
All I could do is cry in desperation, "Oh no, no; please don't do this to me. Please let me go!" "Sorry, boy. I've already made the arrangements. You'll be on your way just as soon as he gets here."
My small town adventure continues... Comments welcome: darkroad53@yahoo.com