MASTER ROB AND SLAVE BOY NICK
Pt 4 - SHAMED IN A STAIRWELL BETWEEN LEVELS.
Surrounded, on the half landing between levels three and four of the car park stairwell, by these four young teenagers, and with my hands cuffed behind my back, I decided the best option open to me was to humour them as best I could. In fact thinking really hard about it, it really was the only option available. As I stood there I then heard the lad behind me say to the leader of this gang, which I gather was named Brian, that they had to be getting going soon if they where going to catch the movie they had come to see in town. This was music to my ears, as I also knew that Master Rob was waiting for me on level five to take me to his party night, but also knew he would not wait forever and would be displeased if he had to wait long for me. I had to get to him as I certainly didn't want to have to walk home with my hands cuffed behind my back.
Brian stood in front of me, telling me what a disgusting piece of shit I was, and how the gang loathed such low life's as myself.
Brian : "Your just a cock sucking fagot bitch aren't you ?"
Nick : "Yes Sir, I'm just a cock sucking fagot bitch Sir." I said meekly back.
Brian : "Louder. Say it so we can all hear you. Bitch."
Nick : "YES SIR, I'M JUST A COCK SUCKING FAGOT BITCH SIR"
Brian : "Who put the cuffs on you, your last customer was it cock sucker ?"
Nick : "NO SIR, I CUFFED MYSELF SIR TO PLEASE MY MASTER ROB SIR."
Brian : "You mean your willing to walk around town with your hands cuffed behind your
Back, just to please your Master Rob, You sick Pussy Boy."
Nick : "YES SIR, THIS PUSSY BOY IS WILLING TO WALK AROUND TOWN
WITH MY HANDS CUFFED BEHIND MY BACK IF IT PLEASES MY
MASTER ROB, SIR."
Brian : "Look at you, you lump of shit, and anyway why have you got bells on your tits?"
Nick : "YES SIR I AM A LUMP OF SHIT SIR. AND A SLAVE BOY, THE BELLS
ON MY NIPPLES AND COCK ARE MY SLAVE RINGS AND BELLS WHICH
I HAD DONE TO PLEASE MY MASTER ROB SIR."
One of the lads in the gang commented on smelling some dog shit, in between their laughter at my responses to Brians questions. Brian said it was probably the lump of shit he had in front of him, meaning me of cause. It was then he noticed he had some dog shit on his boots, which he must have just recently stood in. He took one quick look at me and just smiled before ordering me to get down on my knees. I dropped to my knees, and stayed there looking up at him. I was then told to lick the dog shit off his boot, and to make sure I cleaned the boot fully. This was degrading kneeling before these young teenage boys, and being ordered to lick shit from their boots. Brian raised his foot and I lent forward and started to lick the dog shit from his boot, the smell and taste was foul, and I turned my head away to spit some shit out of my mouth.
Brian : "No you don't you shit eater, get it eaten, and let me hear you thanking me."
I swallow some of the dog shit in my mouth, nearly gagging on the foul smelling stuff, but am pleased that I did not embarrass my self any further by being sick.
Nick : "THANK YOU SIR FOR LETTING ME EAT THE DOG SHIT FROM YOUR
BOOT SIR, I REALLY ENJOY EATING SHIT SIR."
I go back to licking his boot clean, and although with some difficulty finish eating all the shit I have licked from Brians boot. Whilst all around me the lads keep saying how gross I was and laughing their heads off at my degradation.
One of the lads has seen whilst I was bending forward the pussy tattoo on my ass cheek, through the threadbare jeans and tells Brian about it. Brian decides they should all have a closer look at this find and swiftly his hands have undone my jeans and they are slipped down to just above my knees. I am told to stand up again, which I do with slight difficulty, due to the jeans around my knees.
Brian : "Look at that lads. The shit eater here has no hair around his cock and balls, its
As bald as a little baby boy. Why no hair shit head?"
Nick : "I REMOVE ALL MY BODY HAIR DAILY BY SHAVING MYSELF SIR, I
LIKE TO SHAVE MYSELF SIR, I AM NOT MAN ENOUGH TO HAVE
BODY HAIR SIR."
Brian : "And that bell on your cock. Give it a ring shit eater."
I swing my hips and give a small jump in the air and the cock bell rings out loud and echoing, in the stairwell, joining together with the ringing from my nipple bells. The laughter rises again from the gang of lads around me.
I am told to turn around and face the corner, so that they can all see my PUSSY, I realise then that I no longer have an ass or ass hole, it is now my PUSSY and PUSSY hole, marked up as such for all to see. Brian sees the tattoo in the small of my back.
Brian : "So your a Virgin Virgo, Nick, that your name shit eater ?"
Nick : "YES SIR I AM MASTER ROBS SLAVE BOY NICK AND MY PUSSY IS A
VIRGIN SIR"
Brian makes sure that every thing I say, I have to say loud enough for anybody in the stairwell, from the seventh level to the bottom level, can hear me. If I say it and he thinks I have said it to quietly I have to repeat it twice and twice as loud, in order to cause me maximum humiliation and degradation standing here in the stairwell between levels, with my hands cuffed behind my back, cum stained chin, mouth coated with dog shit I had eaten from the sole of his boot, and now with my Levi's pulled down to around and just above my knees, and my cock and balls encased in their cock ring, rampant and rigid like a flagpole with its bell end ringing out with every movement I make.
Brian : "What's the numbers below your name then Nick ?"
Nick : "IT'S JUST DECORATIVE SIR"
Brian : "I don't think so shit eater, what are the numbers ?" (reads out numbers)
It dawns on me as he reads the numbers out, but because they are small I had been unable to make them out in the mirror.
Nick : "SORRY SIR THAT NUMBER IS MY MOBILE PHONE NUMBER SIR"
Brian tells the other lads that must be so that this shit eating Pussy's customers can phone me up to rebook my Pussy hole, which at present appears to be on hold with a plug up it. More howls of laughter from the gang. My heart suddenly dives when Brian tells one of the lads to make a note of my phone number, In case they decide they want to have some further fun with me in the future.
Well come on lads we better get of to the movie if we want to catch it as they now had my number they could always call me later. One of the lads ask Brian if there where any toilets nearby as he needed to have a pee. Brian and a couple of the others also decided they to needed to have pee's but at this time the public toilets would be locked. Then Brian looked and smirked at me, and pointing to my Levi's around my knees said "That looks like a shit eating urinal we can piss in that"
Nick : "YES SIR, I WOULD BE PLEASED IF YOU AND YOUR GANG WOULD
LIKE TO USE MY JEANS AS A URINAL AND PISS IN THEM, PLEASE
FEEL FREE YOUNG SIRS."
They do feel perfectly free, as three of them gather round to my front, me standing with my back in the corner they piss into the bowl of my Levi's as they hang around my knees. Once finished they allow me out of the corner and I stand there their hot young piss dripping from my soaked Levi's. It had all been quite a turn on for me and I felt hot and horny about everything that had happened in the stairwell. Brian the leader called the lads together and they moved off down the stairs, after Brian had slapped my Pussy cheeks on both sides hard with his hand. I was now left with two burning red hand prints on each pussy cheek, cock rampant and pulsing wildly for release, which despite the erection I had just would not come. The lads had not even bothered to pull my jeans up, and they still piss soaked and dripping hung around above my knees. I suddenly pulled back and realised that Master Rob was waiting, the clock on the stairwell wall still read 19.00 hours, stopped, great I thought as I tried to climb the stairs to the fifth level and my meeting with Master Rob. At the same time I was trying to get hold of my jeans with my cuffed hands, but just could not get them pulled up.
I got to the fifth level and came out of the stairwell, thank goodness there was no one around. If anyone had caught me like this I would be arrested for indecent exposure and what ever else. At the far end of the level I could see Master Rob, standing by a Motorcycle, large sleek and black in colour, and Master Rob dressed in Black Leather Jacket, Jeans and Boots. I just thought how hot he looked and I felt the excitement rising in my stomach. Then as I waddled towards him, dressed as I was, or undressed in fact, I realised I was a complete mess, leaving a dripping trail of piss from my soaked Levi's. I was hot and horny after being humiliated and degraded, in the stairwell between levels, by Brians teenage gang, but shamed now at presenting myself to Master Rob in this condition and state.
Master Rob : "You look as if you need some pleasure but your also late and for that and
Other indiscretions you have made I will have to punish you"
Nick : "YES MASTER ROB I WOULD LIKE SOME PLEASURE AND AWAIT
YOUR PUNISHMENT WHICH I SO RIGHTLY DESERVE, MASTER ROB."
To be continued.....