Cyber Slave - Chapter 5 - Pool Party
This chapter describes things that happened in the past two days. It repeats some of the email received from the Predator on September 27, found at the end of Chapter 4. For the first time I get so see some of his communication to Deuce and Rafe, my two black "authorized users." And now you, the readers, can see it as well as the story is told through excerpts from actual emails received and sent and daily reports submitted.
Email from the Predator 9/27/03
That was a good daily report. I like the way Rafe is taking over your life - checking up on you on the phone, telling you when you can wank and when not, ordering you to offer your hole to Mario, then yanking you away and fucking you silly himself. I like too the way he kicked you out of bed to fulfill your reporting commitment to me.
There's meat here for another nifty chapter. But again, do simplify it and hack out 60% of all adjectives. The real story is in Rafe's manipulation of you, not in a detailed account of his fucking.
It occurs to me that with three men making demands on you, there may be the chance of confusion in your mind about who has priority. So let me sort that out for you.
Think of a racehorse. (A beautiful young colt in your case, being groomed for stardom on the track) He will have an owner who will parade him in the Show Ring for the envy and admiration of others.
I am your owner. I make the decisions. I appoint the Trainer. In you case your Trainer is Rafe - a man clearly ideally suited for the job! He will make day-to-day decisions about you and is responsible to me for your development.
Then there is the jockey who rides you. That is Deuce. So, OK, he is not the lightweight you normally expect as a jockey, but he is ideally suited as your jockey because you need a man who will ride you hard. And boy! Does he do that!
Deuce also has a special relationship inasmuch as he was the first man I used to teach you what being a slave really meant. As my "First Fucker" I owe him and he has fuck rights over you. So he can call you any time and tell you to "Get your ass over here" and you have to go PROVIDED it does not interfere with your education or your job. (Deuce, please note.) Also, Deuce, I would like you to be responsive to his needs if he has a commitment to take his grandmom to church or something. I do not believe the Niggerfuck would abuse that situation if you decide to be considerate now and then. The judgment is yours.
I have no doubt that you, Rafe, will not be happy about Deuce's right to use your trainee on demand. I can quite see how this could disrupt some carefully crafted training programme you are in the middle of, but I hope you will honour my feeling of indebtedness to Deuce and not be too resentful that he retains fuck right to the boy.
A further area of clarification to both "Trainer" and "Jockey" regarding limits: -- It is my wish that you both should use the Niggerfuck with selfish cruelty and brutality. That is clearly his need as well as my pleasure. BUT while I am happy to see him hurt, I will not have him damaged. No blood. Nothing broken. And show common sense about marks that show, so no black eyes, rope-burned wrists etc though marks on his body that are normally covered are perfectly OK. By the same token if either of you decide to let your friends play with him, ensure you are present and that they respect the same limits. But as far as activities that do not mark or damage my property, there are no limits.
Well, Niggerfuck, I trust that clears up any confusion or doubts you may have. And make no mistake about Rafe's power over you. Should he forbid you to have sex with any men other that himself and Deuce, he is fully entitled to do so. Be obedient! H
Daily Sex Report 9/27/03
Saturday afternoon we go to my college football game. Mario comes to campus to meet me, and we join several of my teammates in the stands. I get aroused when Mario rubs up against me. During the game, Rafe calls on the cell, talks to both me and Mario, and invites us to a pool party in the evening. Mario asks to use the phone, calls and cancels his date for the night.
After we get home from the game, Rafe comes by to pick up Mario and me. He asks what kind of swimwear we got. He picks out my oldest speedos, then has Mario run home to pick up his oldest speedos.
Rafe drives us out to this nice place in south Tampa, saying the party is at the house of a friend. When we get there, it is only men, Rafe's four buds from the fishing boat, plus an older white man. They are all in loose trunks, so I feel funny. My old speedo is thin and tight, shows everything, the same for Mario. But Rafe says its ok, so we take off our clothes and jump in. We have a water volleyball game-somehow it involves a lot of body contact, dunking, rubbing. I feel a few hands on my butt and cock, but everyone is laughing and having a good time. The other men get out, some to start the food cooking, others to have a drink. Mario and I continue to horse around in the water. By the time the food is ready, it is getting dark. The pool is lit as well as the area around it, but it is screened from the neighbors by a privacy fence.
After we eat, Rafe's buds go indoors to clean up and watch football games on TV. Rafe takes Mario and me inside to show us where the bathroom is. He starts to piss, grabs my hand and puts it on his dick. Mario sees what's going to happen and turns around to leave, but Rafe says, "Don't go Mario, there is some of this for you, too." After we all have a leak, Rafe leads us back out to a darker area on the far side of the pool. He reaches inside Mario's speedo, and grabs his cock, stroking it hard. "Suck him, Jesse." Rafe pushes off Mario's speedo. So, I go down on Mario while Rafe is dropping his trunks. He grabs the back of Mario's neck and forces Mario down onto his cock. Mario is really getting into it, swallowing Rafe's big dick. When Rafe spreads his legs and pushes Mario's head down onto his balls, Mario gives them a tongue bath.
Rafe pulls me up, slides off my speedo, lays me back on a low table, lifts my legs and slides his cock into my hole. Mario is at my head, feeding his dick down my throat. Cocks are being pumped into me from each end. Gradually, so we are not even aware of it, the lights in the pool dim, while the lights in the foliage behind us get brighter. Rafe says, "Get around here, Mario. Fuck Jesse." He pulls out and Mario takes his place. I can't see what is happening, but Mario begins to grunt and moan. Rafe's arms come around him and grab my thighs, pulling me hard against Mario's crotch. "Oh yeah, Mario, what a hot hole you got!" Rafe is pumping his dick into Mario, shoving Mario's cock deeper into me.
Over the sound of the music, my ears catch some noise and I turn my head to see the other five men watching us from across the pool. But by now all the fucking has made me wild, too far into it to care. Mario is oblivious to anything other than Rafe's cock in his butt and my ass gripping his dick. Mario blows first, then causes Rafe to come when his ass clamps tight. I follow in seconds, my cum shooting up over my head. Rafe pulls out of Mario and moves around to my head, shoving his cock deep in my throat. His fingers are twisting my nips, causing my body to thrash around Mario's cock. Rafe pulls my head over the table, rubs his hand up and down my throat, feeling his cock buried inside it. Mario is holding my legs up, circling his cock inside me, then starts fucking again. We hear some moans from across the pool as several of Rafe's buds are jacking off watching us. It makes us all hotter, and within a few minutes we are blowing our second loads of the night.
Rafe pulls me up from the table. All the men have disappeared back inside, so the three of us skinny dip in the pool. By the time we get dressed, most of the men have left. When I thank Dennis, the older white man, he says to get Rafe to bring us back soon. On the way home, Rafe asks Mario if he is cool with what happened. Mario says, "Yeah, sure. At first it seemed strange with those guys watching, but it made it hotter."
Rafe drops us at my place. I walk down to Mario's with him. I don't think Rafe realizes that was the first time Mario has been fucked, but Mario is cool about it. He confesses to me that he has been attracted to Rafe for a while.
Email from the Predator 9/28/03
Rafe put on quite a show with you two youngsters, didn't he? I daresay that having heard you masturbate to order over the phone and now watched you being fucked, they are getting to know you quite well. Next stage is for them to get to know you more intimately.
I had asked Rafe to ensure that you experienced being fucked simultaneously at both ends and he assured me that was on his training programme for you. He is as good as his word! A fine man.
You have a fair bit of catching up to do with your nifty reports. Do it.
Note to the Reader
Well readers, does the email from the Predator, 9/27/03, scare you the way in scares me? How is he working with Deuce and Rafe to treat me with "selfish cruelty and brutality?" And what does he mean when he says, "A beautiful young colt in your case, being groomed for stardom on the track." Remember this man does not waste words. Just what am I being groomed for?
Many of you have written in to me. I thank you for reading my story as it unfolds because I know this pleases my master. For those of you who want me to put you in contact with him, his email address is questorius@yahoo.co.uk. But I sincerely advise you to first read The Predator (Nifty, June 1, 2003). At the end of the story is an invitation to write to the author. Read, consider and make your own decision.