Daddy Faggot Slave Part 11
Master Jess had given my holes to one of his buddies yesterday. The unknown guy texted me first thing this morning, so I was going to get fucked in one or both of my fuckholes before work. My cock tried to get hard as I thought about the mystery man, but the cock cage painfully prevented erection. At least it was real early, so I could get to work on time. The guy's text was extremely specific, that should save time.
"Come to XXXX River Ave and park on the street. Text me when you arrive and I will unlock the front door. Come in and strip completely. Walk straight back to the last door on the left. Crawl onto the bed. Line your pussy up in front of my dick, head down ass up. Don't want to hear a word out of you. Your ass better be lubed up. Bring poppers."
I was glad I still had a bottle of Jungle Juice that had hardly been used. I liked the stuff but hardly ever used it. I remember what Jess had said on the phone to the guy,
" It can take a double fucking so it can take even you",
So I packed my hole with Swiss Navy silicone lube. The stuff lasts a long time. I used an applicator to get the lube 6" deep in my ass. It seemed strange, but I did what Jess had said and had two paper towels with me and a roll in the car.
The customer (Jess had traded my ass for a cheap meal and this guy would be buying use of me soon) lived in one of the nicer older neighborhoods. To live there, the guy had money. I did just as I was told, and left my clothes in a pile by the front door. I had a bottle of poppers in one hand and paper towels in the other as I entered the darkened bedroom. I could barely make out the bed. As I climbed onto the bed, I could barely see a man sitting with his back against the headboard. The radio was playing loudly on a rap station.
I backed my ass up to him and assumed the position with my head down touching the bed. No words, he lined his cock up with my hole and slammed it home. The pain of the sudden entry was more dull. The pain when his cock bottomed out in me was sharp. His cock head had hit a dead end inside me and the cock was a battering ram destroying the barrier. I could not help it, I screamed and tried to get away.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP ! Get that pussy back up. Where the fuck you think you are going?"
It was hard, and he did not help or show mercy, but I stifled myself and only moaned and whimpered. His strong arms had already pulled my hips back up to meet his fuck.
"Hit your fucking poppers."
He stopped fucking with his cock in me balls deep. He stopped long enough for us both to hit the poppers deep, then the long dicking started again. His dick hit bottom every time and I could feel his low hanging nuts touch me on every stroke. He fucked to the same beat as the rap song on the radio. With my hole relaxed by poppes, his big cock felt good. It was only a short time till he stopped again for more poppers. He repeated his pattern like 4 or 5 times. I was flying on the poppers. My eyes were closed and I imagined I saw a big red hole. A big red hole pulsing to the beat of the music and the cock that was fucking me. I discovered that rap is best best music in the world for fucking and I loved being a hole for his BBC. I kept thinking over and over:
"I'm a hole Just a fucking hole Just a hole made to fuck".
If my cock had not been caged, I would have been hard as a rock. As it was, my cock was pressing tightly and painfully against the metal rings of the cock cage. The and the fucking and popper hits went on for maybe 10 minutes, Then the man in charge moved to something more intense. I felt his ripped abs against my back as he forced me down onto my belly and kicked my legs further apart. I could feel his breath on my ear as he whispered "tear tyour pussy up" .He was bigger and stronger than me so I just had to take what came next.
He was in me balls deep, How many inches? I did not know at that point but it felt like 10 or more. He moved his hips up and down. I don't mean he moved in and out of me, I mean he was in me to the hilt and moving his hips up and down stretching my hole into an oval shaped. The pressure on my muscle ring was intense. The head of his cock moved in me like a jack handle and stirred my guts. Fuck, the tip of his cock must have been moving in an arch in side me 4 inches. Of all the painful fucks I had taken including DP, this was the worst. I could not help it and yelled for him to go easy, and I tried to get away. That got me a hard slap to the head.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH ! Stay still and take this shit."
He held my hands over my head and had his weight on me, so no way I could move. After my ass hole was steached oval shape he repeated the stretching and gut stirring, but side to side this time. It was not any easier on me this way. I had taken a big cock before, but none of the other Tops deliberately tried to hurt me like this guy did, It wasn't over fast. He wretched my hole in both directions three times. When my hole was stretched wider than it ever had been before. He pulled me back up on my knees and pulled his dick completely out of me.
I thought the first round of fucking was rough. I had no idea how rough he would get. My wrecked hole gaped open and gave him a wide target to hit with his fat cock head. He slammed his cock into me balls deep and then yanked it back all the way out of my gaping hole. He did this over and over. Then I figured it out. He was not trying to hurt me earler, that was just a side effect of opening me up. What he did was to get my hole gaping open to fuck it like this. To make my cunt right for his BBC. This rough all in then all out fuck was his thing, and he was ready to come faily fast.
"You want this Nut? Where do you want it? Want it in the pussy? Say you want this nut?
"Please give me your nut. Give it to me in my pussy. Please."
He did, His whole body shook as he emptied his nuts into me deep. Then he manhandled me around so my face was at his cock. I got to see the tool that had wrecked my ass. Had to be 12"
"Get on it. Suck that dick. No bitch all the way down."
Did I choke on it? Fuck yea I choked and gaged on it. I would never have gotten it all down my throat without his hand pushing my head down. I think the lingering effects of the poppers helped, but it was still brutal.
When his cock was clean, he said one word.
"Done"
I crawled off his bed. I still had the paper towels in my hand and used them to catch the cum that was dripping out of my wrecked hole. I stuffed the paper towels between my cheeks before putting on my pants, then made the walk of shame to my car. I knew now why Jess said I needed a roll of paper towels in my car. I layed a thick mat of them on my seat as insurance. It felt like I could not make my ass hole close, probably because it wasn't closing all the way. As I drove away.
I had plenty of time before I had to be at work. That was a good thing, since I really needed to take a shower at home before work. I was half way home when I got a text from the man. I decided to call him Jack, since he used his cock in my body like a jack handle. The text read
"Come Back"
I almost broke down and cried, but I just turned my car around instead. The second round started out faster. No preliminaries. My pussy was still loose and gaping. Jack's cum had me lubed up good. The rough all in all out pounding of my ass started back immediately. Jack lasted longer since he had just cum. My pussy was used hard for 10 minutes and flooded with more cum. As before he washed all of his thick long cock in my throat. I had nothing to catch the cum that was dripping out of my ass this time, so I cupped my hand and used that to walk to the door. I realy had no alternative so I liciked my hand clean and swallowed Jack's cum and my ass juices.
As I drove away I tried hard to sinch my muscle ring closed to keep the cum inside me. It was a losing battle. I felt my pants get wetter and wetter. There was no time to go by home for a shower and change of clothes. I keep an emergency set of clothes at my locked at work (I have a messy job). I could change at work if I could get in without anyone seeing or smelling the cum on me. Master Jeff called as I was driving.
"Fag Daddy, Jess said he has set you up with some on the job ass hole training. Good How did it go? Is Daddy's cunt nice and wet and open now? Tell me how it feels."
" I feel wrecked, I'm sore all over and my ass ring is aching. Cum is falling out of my ass and soaking my pants. I think my ass hole is ruined for good. Worthless to a normal size guy."
"Remember your training. What do you call your hole? How do you address me? Try that again,"
"Master, my cunt ring is aching. Sir, cum is falling out of my cunt and soaking my pants. Master, I think my cunt is ruined for good"
"Better. Pussy, and gash are acceptable terms for your fuck hole too. Try to mix it up and think up another good word for your pussy before tomorrow. And you are wrong. Fag pussy is a miracle, you will be tight and fuckable again in no time. You didn't think I would let you ruin my property did you?"
Let me ruin his property? Like it was my choice.
"The main reason I called is, you are not working at the ranch this weekend. I have another daddy sub to break in this weekend. Remember the British man who whored you out in Memphis ? Sure you do, you took a lot of cock that night. He definitely fucked up when he abandoned you in that dangerous motel, but I've talked with him and told him I'm giving him another chance. He has a remodeling business and has a lot of guys working for him. Friday night you will meet him at his warehouse and take on the men on his crew. All the men on his crew. He tells me most of them are about as big as the man who just fucked you. He is going to film it all. On the plus side, your cock cage will be off so the camera can see your hard-on and see you get the cum fucked out of you. Aren't I generous letting you cum? Been a long time since I allowed you to cum, I bet you shoot cum all the way to your face. Your pussy will be tight by Friday night, on Saturday morning it will be loose enough to fist.