Gay Bar Dancer

By Scott W

Published on Sep 30, 2020

Gay

I'm not sure how long I was out but when I awoke I was contorted into a sling with my legs and arm fastened so all of could do is watch in horror as a mixed crowd of men and women were gathered around to watch the line of men waiting to fuck me.

I didn't have to wait long, the first man approached me and he was big and beefy. His leather vest and fingerless leather gloves fit the expression on his face. I could just tell he was capable of extreme violence which matches his red hair and full beard. He grabbed my balls and twisted, "bitch boy you are mine and I will use your holes as I see fit."

Besides the pain which had caused my eyes to tear I was genuinely scared and excited at the same time. "Uhg" I screamed as he thrust his cock inside, I felt like I was being torn into. The weird thing was it was like two people were inside me experiencing it. The physical one who lived in the moment and knew right then that this was rape and it hurt and I wanted it to stop.

And then their was the second one who had fantasized about this type of power grab for so long, who thought it would never happen and yet, here it was ... better make the most of it. This one knew how many times I had jerked off imagining this type of assault, wanting the weakness, the vulnerability, the lack of control. "Please don't stop, don't ever stop," this one wanted to scream out. Instead, this one did his best to moan like a girl, like a bitch would as her man took her.

I wasn't allowed to scream much more because my mouth was filled with cock and a strong hand grabbed the back of my head and rammed his cock down my throat. "No teeth bitch," I was commanded which was punctuated by a couple hard slaps to the side of me head.

"Look at that bitch take those cocks," I heard someone say and others agree. I felt so used as I was treated like an object, my body just a conduit for other men to use. And then I heard the crowd start chanting "breed him, needs him, ....." it started off lower but kept getting g louder. I was scared but I felt my cock stiffen at the same time.

Suddenly, Rick was in front of me and his huge meaty bare cock was hard as it poked in my manpussy. "I am marking you as mine bitch," he said as he thrust inside me. There was no denying it now, I had ceased to maintain any resemblance of being a man. I wanted it, I wanted Rick, I wanted him to be my man.

His eyes pierced through me as our eyes locked and I was forced to look away, to look down like the bitch I was. And then I felt it, the quickening of the thrust and then the jolts and then he was cumming as I was filled with hot cum ....

To be continued ...

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