Alphamale Tom

By peter killington

Published on Jun 8, 2018

Gay

Alpha Tom Chapter 2

I was stunned. What was this? Quickly, I looked forward. There was AlphaTom. He turned and started to yank the rope, actually a leash, pulling me forward. I turned to the sides. I saw the other four naked males who were in the class. I saw the look of fear and trepidation. They knew what was going to happen to me. One was facing away from me. I saw what was on his right ass cheek. It wasn't a tattoo as I thought but rather a brand burnt into the skin. I was shocked. Is this going to happen to me? Looking closer, I could also see faded strip makes on the ass skin. Was he whipped?

As I seemed to be hesitating, the leash was yanked, spilling me forward. Meekly, I quickly caught up to AlphaTom. We walked out of the locker room into a hallway. The concrete floor was cold on my bare feet. AlphaTom was quite a sight from behind. His body was fully smooth, the muscle protrusions reminded on of a Greek Adonis. I followed him at his quick pace. If I fell behind, he would tug on the leash so I would catch up.

I couldn't believe what I was doing; walking down a hallway, naked, me being pulled by on a leash by a naked man who I met online. My fantasy has met reality. I fear for what I have gotten myself into, and how I can extricate myself. But some unknown part of me wants this. I look around there is no escape. The leash is tight around my neck. I start to cry.

As I was being led into the room, I glanced ahead, There was a table with a number of items on top. One of which appears to be a coiled whip. I cringed. Also, there was a couple of gel bottles and a strange device that was connected to a wire. It appeared to be an electric gun of some sort.

AlphaTom jerked me forward. Immediately to my rights was strange foreboding looking device, sitting on top of floor padding.. It was some sort of metal `horse;, with what looked like a rest pad and cross bar handles with rings protruding from the floor at each corner. AlphaTom dropped the leash and walked behind me, He put his hands and roughly turned me to face the contraption. He was close enough to me that his cock was pushing against my ass.

"lean forward, lay on your stomach on the pad", he said

I leant forward until my stomach was fully on the pad.

"rest your chin on the protruding pad", next said.

"Now put your hands over the front bar and have the dangle to the floor". I quickly complied.

I started to ask what was going on, but he sharply swatted my bare ass, and said to shut up. He walked away and returned. He shoved a rubber call into my mouth, and I could feel a strap being fastened behind my head. I couldn't open my mouth.

He next spread my legs and snapped a cuff each one. Next he did the same for my arms.

Here I was, strapped into a strange device, naked, both legs and arms spread and chained to the floor. I could hear and see him walk around me. My eyes were lined up at his cock, waist level. It was cut, semi hard, with a fully smooth ball and pubic area, slightly bouncing as he walked around me. He occasionally felt part of me. He pulled my tits. Ow!, He then tugged at my balls and slightly jerked my back. He rubbed his hand on my ass, using his fingers to spread my cheeks. I felt a finger enter.

Behind me, He spoke.

"you are now my slave, you will please me as I command. Today is your initiation into being my slave. Deep down, you want to be a slave. I will give you that feeling and experience. You will obey me out of fear. The fear is fear of the whip and being publically exposed".

What was he saying? I did not want to be a slave! I didn't want to be whipped. I would be ruined if he distributed his videos of me. What could I do? Hopefully, this bizarre, dreadful experience would end, and I could get out of here as fast as I can. But my cock betrayed me. It started to get hard at the thought of being a slave to this male.

It felt as though I had been hit by lightning. I did hear the momentary swish of the whip as it cut through the air. The pain was intense. My ass screamed in pain. My cock jumped to an erection. I tried to scream. I never wanted to experience this again. I was crying uncontrollably. I tried to shift my ass to relieve the pain. I would obey. I have read about being whipped. I cannot explain the intense pain. What surprised me was how my cock responded. It got very hard, and I almost ejaculated.

"Nod your head if you understand", said AlphaTom. I nodded vigorously. "Good. Let us continue". I heard him walk to the table. When he returned, I felt his fingers enter my ass, A very cold cream was swished around. It felt like he had put dry ice inside me. It made my ass twitch, desiring something inside. Then I felt the first poke. He was entering my ass with his cock. He made several more pokes, until he was fully inside me. He let it sit there for a while. He bent over me, his chest on my back. He pulled my tits, then he tugged my cock.

He rhythmically and slowly, he entered and withdrew. "squeeze my cock with your ass muscles" he said. I tried and eventually got it. It was so pleasurable. He slid his cock in and out, very slowly, very rhythmically. I could not deny the pleasure. Soon he increased the tempo. My cock stiffened. I could barely keep up squeezing my ass cheeks with his thrusts. I desperately wanted to cum. He increased the rate of his thrusts. The pain and pleasure was immense. He was thrusting really hard, I could tell he was ready to cum. Finally, I felt a burst of cum inside me. I couldn't control myself either and shot a long set of cum. He rested his cock inside me, and then started pumping hard again, then shot more cum. I could feel him pull out.

He slapped my ass. "good boi".

I could hear him walk away. It seemed he was away a long time. I did not know what to think. Getting fucked was extremely pleasurable, but chained to a weird fucking machine? My ass buzzed with pleasure, my cock satisfied after being drained. I didn't know I could cum without physical stimulation.

I could hear him return. He stopped behind me, and started to rub some gel on my right ass cheek. It was a numbing feeling, and then I could feel but not feel his hand rub it. He seemed to press a metal object onto my ass, it felt hot even though numb. Oh my , I have been branded. My mind flashed to the naked men in the class and locker room. Those markings on their asses were not tattoos, but brands.

He then rubbed another gel on my ass. As the numbness wore off, I could feel the cool gel on the singed ass.

"you are my slave now, and marked to show", he said.

With that he removed the cuffs from my ankles and wrists, and yanked the leash for me to stand up. He pulled on the lease as we left the room and headed back down the way we came to this room. As we walked, I could fell the squishy cum in my ass and the burn on my ass cheek. I started to cry again. We walked into the locker room. It was empty. His other slaves had left.

He then pulled me into an adjoining room. It appeared to be his office.. To he side there was a large spacious shower room. He dragged me in. Inside he took off the leash and told me I was going to give him a shower. He turned on the water He gave me a wash cloth and soap, and told me to start washing him at his feet and wash upwards.

I washed his feet and alternatively each leg. I soaped his cock and ball area and fondled both. I moved to his ass crack and deeply explored. It was a pleasure when I reached his pecs and nips, nd lovingly rubbed them with soap and wash cloth, and finished with his face. He let the water wash off any remaining soap.

To finish up he told me to suck his cock. I licked his flaccid cock, soon it became very stiff. I placed it into mouth, and started to bob my head.

"Suck the head" he said. I moved my mouth and continued to suck. Shortly, there was an eruption of cum in my mouth. It tasted so good.

"Swallow it", he commanded.

"You are done, get dressed and leave. I will send you an email with further instructions". He said. With my ass cheek aching with a dull pain, and ass canal sore, I hurriedly got dressed, and left quickly as I could.

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More chapters forthcoming Comments or ideas: tw123443@yahoo.com

Next: Chapter 3


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