I'm sorry it's taken me so long to continue the story, but i live in South Florida and got slammed by the hurricanes. Life is getting back to normal so i figured it was time to continue. Thank you for your patience. Thank you to all who've written. All of the same rules apply for this chapter as in the previous chapters.
I don't dare move. I've learned the trap of thinking no one is watching. Fuck! I'm soaked in piss and my ass is red hot from the beating it's taken so far. I've never met those black guys before, or even heard them talked about, so it doesn't take Einstein to figure out that I'm either going to be rented or loaned out. Probably rented. They like to see me used and abused by other guys but there's a certain excitement and energy when they rent me out and I can feel it tonight. My dick's getting hard just thinking about the possibility.
We discovered by accident how much some guys are willing to pay for the experience of dominating and using another man any way they want to. For some, it's a power trip. They get off on the ability to make another guy do just about anything, or do just about anything to them. For others, it's liberating to be free to experience pleasure without any thought about the other person's feelings, their pleasure, or their comfort. In fact you have the right and privilege to humiliate, control, dominate, discipline, punish and just use another man. You get to degrade them and see them squirm from pain and embarrassment. The other guy is there just to please them. This is especially true if they're paying for it. Then they really feel like they bought the right and privilege to do what they want.
Of course, some guys are more sadistic. They like to see someone writhing in pain. Dennis is like that. He really enjoys watching me squirm, as I'm being bound and humiliated. He gets off on watching my discomfort increased until I'm writhing in pain. Some really get off on inflicting pain, like Scott. He likes to be the cause of the pain and discomfort. Dan gets off on humiliating me. He likes to push me lower and lower. Whatever a guy's preference is we've found they're willing to pay for it.
It started in college. One night the four of us had gone to a local S&M leather bar. Dennis, Scott and Dan wore boots, jeans with thick leather belts, and tee shirts. They made me wear a leather collar and leash and wrist and ankle cuffs. As soon as we got there they made me strip off my clothes leaving me naked except for the collar and cuffs. They bound my hands together behind my back and strapped a metal bit gag across my mouth. I was the only one naked and restrained like that and I was so embarrassed I wanted to die. Some of the other guys in the place were staring at me like I was nothing more than a piece of fresh meat. Others were making jokes and derogatory comments.
Dan was really getting off on my embarrassment. He made me stand beside them as they ordered their drinks, excluding me. It wasn't long before guys started drifting over to talk to them. One guy asked if he could feel me up and before long many of them were touching and feeling me up. Some were gentle. Others got pretty rough squeezing and pulling my balls or pinching and pulling my nipples. The ones that really got to me were the ones that inspected me. They'd separate my ass cheeks to look at my hole, open my piss slit, look under my balls. The most embarrassing part was that I was rock hard the whole time.
The bartender gave Dennis, Scott and Dan free beers for entertaining his customers. I just stood there and took whatever was being done to me. Dan was staring at me intensely with a serious look in his eyes as he watched the other guys using me, and my reaction to it. I was even more embarrassed by his intense attention. I knew something was coming and I was beginning to squirm under his stare. Finally, he removed my gag. He kept full eye contact and simply said, "I have to piss." He had everyone's attention including mine. My heart rate jumped right up and I immediately broke into a sweat. He'd pissed in my mouth before but only when we were alone. I don't think even Scott or Dennis knew he did that to me. I started to shake my head no but he glared at me with eyes that said, "don't fuck with me!" He pushed me down to my knees and slowly unbuckled his belt, opened his pants, and took out his cock. I stared directly at his beautiful dick. He had a semi that was full and thick. With one hand he took me by the back of my hair and pulled me toward his dick without ever breaking eye contact. I was begging him with my eyes and again started to shake my head no but he just tightened his grip on my hair. "Do it", was all he said resolutely. I closed my lips around his cock, closed my eyes, and I let his warm liquid slowly fill my mouth, and I swallowed it. It was pungent and salty. You could have heard a pin drop as everyone watched. I tried to make believe we were alone and that no one saw me do it, but I knew they did. The silence was broken when one guy said, "very nice". Dan put his dick away and turned back toward the bar just leaving me there on my knees staring at the floor.
I wanted to stay on my knees so I wouldn't have to look at anyone, but Scott pulled me up by my collar and bent me over a bar stool. He took off his belt and cracked me across my ass with it. He started slow and easy but he kept at it until my whole ass was stinging and burning. I was squirming more and more so Dennis came over and held my head tight between his legs. Tears were rolling down my face as much from the humiliation of it as from the pain. When he was done he pulled me up and put two bar stools in front of the bar. "Kneel, one leg on each stool", he commanded me. He held me steady as I climbed up and then he bent me forward so my chest rested across the bar. He fastened my leash so I couldn't get up and kicked the barstools far apart so my legs were wide open. I could feel the cold air on my red ass and even on my hole so I knew my crack was wide open for everyone to see my asshole. I could see my face turning as red as my ass from my embarrassment in the full mirror behind the bar.
A guy walked over and held up a ten-dollar bill in front of Scott. "Ten smacks for ten bucks?" he asked.
"Five", Scott responded as he took the ten bucks. I was mortified. I couldn't believe he was going to do that until the guy pulled back his hand and smacked my ass hard. I watched in the mirror as they watched him spanking my ass. I caught Dennis nod over at Scott as if congratulating him on his move. Dan turned back around and leaned on the bar as he casually took another swallow of his beer. He had a contented smirk on his face which struck me as odd.
"Anyone else?" Scott asked everyone watching. Another guy walked up, handed him ten bucks, and took his turn at my ass. The next guy said, "I want to use the belt." That costs twenty," Scott answered. The guy didn't even hesitate. He took Scott's belt and landed five good shots across my ass. I could feel the instant heat under the strap as it landed. I jumped with each crack. When the fifth had landed he reached between my legs and pulled my rock hard dick backwards till it hurt as much as my ass did. "Sick fuck is still rock hard." His words stung as bad as my ass. My three friends exchanged a knowing look that I didn't understand.
A couple of more guys plunked down their money to have a turn at my ass. I was sore as all hell by this point. I respectfully called, "Sir" not knowing which of them would respond. Dennis leaned close. "I'm done man. Please let me up."
"I don't think so, Eric. I think we've found a whole new expression here. You just take it and we'll talk about it later." I couldn't believe his answer. I figured he either didn't understand or he wanted more of a show.
"Please, no more, please." I begged him. He just smiled. He stared right into my eyes and smiled.
"Listen, boy. You've been doing this shit with us for years. We know you like it and we know you can take it. You can't make believe you don't when your cock is at full mast. More importantly, we like it and we fucken own you. Don't forget that boy." He emphasized the boy in such a condescending way. "So now don't give me any more of your shit or you'll really be punished." The next crack landed on my ass as soon as he stood up.
As interest faded the bartender turned to Scott, "If you're interested, sometimes we pass a basket around and give whatever money we collect to whoever is willing to put on a show." Their ears perked up instantly and they had a quick meeting before deciding to go ahead with it. I was taking deep breaths in my attempt to keep calm. I was pissed that that they hadn't even asked me if I was okay with it but they never asked. They just did what they wanted and to be honest I've never objected yet, even if I didn't like it. Things were happening so fast.
"Tell us what you want to see happen and we'll do our best to oblige you guys." Dennis announced as the basket was being passed around. Guys were all excited and pleased that they'd get what they wanted and gladly put money into the basket.
Dan came over to talk to me. "Look at you, you fucking low life. There must be thirty guys in this place and you're the only fucking slut willing to be used like this. You don't see any other man here who's low enough to sell himself this way. What the fuck is the matter with you anyway?" He grabbed me by my hair and spit in my face to emphasize his point. "Open your fucking mouth!" I opened it and he took aim and spit directly into it. He held my face against the bar and continued to taunt me until the collection was complete. "Let the show begin!" He announced as I was taken from the bar and secured spread eagle in a standing position to hooks hanging from the ceiling and from the floor. The bit gag was strapped back on and the bartender produced a box of toys.
"Poor boy." Scott said to me as he held metal nipple clamps with a chain between them up for me and everyone else to see. They bit hard on my nipples and I moaned lightly as I adjusted to the new pain being inflicted on me. He touched his hand to the head of my dick and wiped my pre-cum across my lips. I was so embarrassed by my wetness and his look told me he understood why. "You are so fucking screwed. Now that I know this turns you on and how fucking low you'll go I can really have fun. No more mister nice guy. From now on I do whatever the fuck I want to you." He pulled the chain from the nipple clamps up and attached them to the bit gag so every time I moved my head I pulled on the chain. "Look at me, asshole!" I lifted my head slightly and felt the instant pain surge through my nipples, and stopped. "I said look at me!" His voice was low but his command was clear. I took a deep breath, raised my head further, and looked into his eyes. He reached into his own pants. I could see his dick fully erect and standing straight up. He wiped up his own pre-cum and smeared it across my lips mixing it with mine. "I'm enjoying this as much as you are. The difference is I'm being a man and you're being a fucking low life whore." I felt the heat rush into my face as I blushed with embarrassment. I looked down at the floor more for relief from the embarrassment than from the pain holding my head up was causing my nipples.
I looked over to Dan and Dennis for some moral support but Dennis was snickering as Dan pulled something from the toy box and handed it to Scott. Scott laughed as he took it and again held it up so everyone could see it. There was some laughter and applause from the audience. It was a ball harness and he strapped it tightly around my balls. I have big balls and the pressure was enough that it took some of my attention off my nipples and my sore ass. His hand and arm brushing against my still raging hard on caught even more of my attention. I was almost grateful to him until a metal pail was attached to the bottom of the harness and a bag of marble sized metal balls were taken out of the toy box and passed around to everyone. An imaginary line was created as Dan took one of the balls and tossed it into the pail. I felt the sudden weight of it as it landed. By itself it was no big deal but I suddenly realized what was coming.
The metal clunk made me jump as the next one landed in the pail. Then the next, and the next, and on it went. I reflexively looked up every time and yanked my own nipples. Finally someone missed. Everyone laughed at him and I couldn't help myself but I said, "Hah" through the bit gag in triumph that something went my way.
Dan was quick to respond. "You'll pay for that." He picked up the ball from the ground, walked behind me, and shoved it straight up my ass. It wasn't very big and didn't weigh too much but I knew it was there. So did everyone else. From that point on the ball either went in the pail or if it missed it went up my ass. The pail was getting heavy and the weight pulling down on my balls was causing a dull ache all the way into my stomach while the pressure pushing out on my ass was getting very uncomfortable. Finally the last ball was going to be thrown and I wasn't sure if I wanted it to end up in the pail or if I wanted him to miss and have it shoved up my ass with the others. It landed in the pail. I was so relieved thinking the game was over, but it wasn't.
First the pail was swung back and forth like a pendulum swinging between my legs and yanking my balls with it. I couldn't stop from rocking back and forth in time with it to get some relief and everyone thought that was just hysterical. Dennis stepped up and stopped the pail from swinging. I looked at him gratefully. If I could have I'd have kissed him for coming to my rescue. He picked my face up with two fingers under my chin pulling hard on my nipples. "Fuck you!" He said. Still holding my chin, he lowered my face so I could see him reach with his other hand to pull down his zipper and take out his semi hard dick. He spread his legs slightly and pissed directly into the pail. The new weight was awful. The humiliation was worse. He winked at me when he was done. Turning around, "It's not full yet." He announced. One of the guys immediately stepped up and pissed into the pail. Fuck! My balls were really aching now as the weight slowly increased as his piss filled the pail. I moaned and rolled my head. I couldn't help it.
"It still ain't full." He said when he was done. Scott looked around scanning to see if there were any takers. This big guy with bulging muscles took the opportunity. His dick was big and fat. Instead of aiming at the pail he pissed all over me. My dick, which had drooped a bit was instantly hard again. His piss dribbled into the pail as it streamed down my torso. It still managed to fill the pail and I was so thankful it couldn't get any heavier. I couldn't wait for this to be over.
Dan undid my arms and let me un-strap the ball harness. It felt so good to be relieved of the weight on my balls. My ankles were still fastened to the floor hooks so I just stood there waiting to see what would happen next. He brought a barstool over and bent me forward over it. I felt a cold wet fluid poured on my ass crack and he used his fingers to push the lube up my ass. Pulling off the rubber glove he undid the bit gag from my mouth and disconnected the chain from the nipple clamps from it. The clamps still hurt but I was experienced enough to know that the pain I felt now would be nothing compared to the pain when they were taken off and the blood rushed back into them. "Tell these guys how many times I've fucked you." I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. "Have I fucked you?"
"Yes." I replied softly.
"You're covered in piss, bent over naked, with your ass full of marbles and lube. I think you'd better call me and every other man in here Sir. Got that, boy?"
"Yes Sir."
"Now, Have I fucked you before?" He went on.
"Yes, Sir."
"Lots of times, right?" He undid his belt and opened his pants. "Lots of times, Right?"
"Yes, Sir... Oh please Sir, Please not now. Please..." I begged him with all I had. He took his rock hard dick out from his underwear and tucked them under his balls He stepped up behind me and put the head of his cock up against my hole. "Oh, please don't. Please don't do this to me." The pressure increased.
"I fuck you all the time. I fuck you any time I want to. Now, these men have paid to see you used tonight so you're going to get fucked. Now take it like a man or I'll put the gag back in your mouth and fuck you that way." He pushed sharp and hard and I gasped as the head of his dick pushed through my hole and entered my ass. With the marbles up there already it felt like a freight train was entering my ass. I moaned and squirmed as he kept a very slow but steady pressure pushing in. He backhanded my ass cheek, "Take it!" He commanded. The fullness of it was almost overwhelming. He moved in a fraction at a time. "I can feel the marbles around my cock he told everyone."
"Fuck him hard! Real hard! Make him know you're a man!", Called out one guy.
"Make it hurt!", said another guy. They just continued on taunting, calling me names. They were calling out suggestions on ways to make it worse for me. He did a lot of what they said.
He fucked me! He fucked me hard! He long-dicked me. He pulled out and slammed back in. He pushed until he couldn't push anymore. He fucked me fast. He fucked me slow. He slapped me all over as he was fucking me. He reached under and pulled my cock and balls back between my legs and he made fun of the fact that I was still hard and dripping pre-cum. And I took it. I took it all. Finally, I felt him push all the way in and hold it there for a second. I knew from experience that when he pulled back and pushed again he shoot his load all the way up my ass. He pulled back slow pulling almost all the way out and then pushed in fast and hard letting out a deep guttural sound as he did letting everyone know he was shooting up my ass. My ass was too sore to feel his dick spasm, but I felt his body go rigid as his muscles contracted in orgasm. He just stayed there for a minute with his cock still up my ass.
"I've got to piss." He said it as casually as he'd say hello. The other guys encouraged him even though he didn't need any encouragement. He just pissed right up my ass. I felt the warm liquid filling me up. I buried my face in my arms to hide how humiliated I was. He pulled out when he was done and even though I clamped down as hard as I could some of his piss leaked out and flowed down onto my balls and the backs of my legs. "Stand up but hold everything in." I stood and the barstool was taken away. I clamped my hole closed so nothing would leak out but the pressure was tremendous. "Squat down. Get on you hands and knees." FUCK! When was this going to end?
The bartender produced another pail and they placed it under my ass. "I can't do this. Please don't make me do this!" I begged him over and over.
"I'm not going to make you do anything. You can stay that way as long as you like." His smile was from ear to ear. I was determined not to be humiliated to this extent. I refused to go this low. I held it.
Scott walked over. "You're a stubborn little fuck, I'll give you that." He picked up a flogger and whacked it across my back. Fuck! It hurt! "Let's see how stubborn you can be." WHACK! It landed again. This time was much harder. "Let's see when stubborn becomes stupid." WHACK!! This time I fell forward and felt warm water trickling out my ass. "Get up now!" I got back on my hands and knees. "Let's see when stupid turns into a fucking slave who will do anything I say. WHACK! A second one landed a split second later! It hurt so badly!
"OKAY! OKAY! I'll do anything! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't hit me again! Please!" I was pleading. I wasn't going to stop until he stopped flogging me.
He pulled me back up on my knees, put the bucket behind me, and commanded me to "Do it!" I pushed hard and felt Dan's piss emptying into the bowl. Klunk! The first of the marbles fell out and landed in the pail. Then another, and another. It was horrible to hear them landing in the metal pail as I pushed them out from inside me. I was done. Nothing more would come out of me. I didn't think I could ever be this humiliated. He slid the ball harness with the pail full of marbles and piss that had been hanging from my balls under my face. "Drink." He said. I hesitated for only a second and Scott raised the flogger. I immediately leaned over the pail and stuck my face in it and started lapping it up. Compared to everything else I'd been through this wasn't even so bad.
"Follow me!" The bartender commanded and I, and almost everyone else followed him out back into a small courtyard area outside. "Lay down!" I lay down in the grass. "Jerk off!" He told me as he squirted lube all over my cock. I started jerking off and guys standing around me also started jerking off. Soon a guy was shooting his load all over me. His cum was thin and liquidy. Then a second guy shot his load and it was white and thick. "You're going to lay there till they're all done like a fucking cum dump." The bartender told me. I was careful not to make myself cum because I didn't want to have to lie there after I came. I lost count of how many guys came on me. Most just left after they shot their cum on me. Some stayed.
When the last of them had cum the remaining guys stood all around me watching me jerk off. "Let's clean him up while he jerks himself off." They pissed on me while I was jerking off and that pushed me over the edge. I shot load after load in what was probably the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had. I laid there spent and breathless for several minutes before being hosed off to clean up.
Back in the bar, I was on my knees as they had another beer. A guy walked over and asked them how much was in the basket. "Just under $500.00," answered Dan.
"I'll give you $500.00 for a couple of hours alone with him." The guy replied and in that one night a new path was taken by all of us.
We've never spent any of the money we've collected this way. We've put it in a "slush fund" that just keeps getting bigger.
I was pulled out of my memories by the sound of Scott and Dan coming toward me. "You are so fucked!" They told me. "Dennis fucking sold you out tonight and you are so fucking in for it!" All three of us looked down at my raging hard on as they pulled me up. "You are such a sick, fucking slut!" They agreed as they pulled me toward the house.
I'll do another chapter if there's interest in this story, or I'll just start another one. Let me know what you want. ERIC