Men in Sheds ( part 3 )
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Men in sheds part 3
The following weeks I was taken to his shed for him to use and abuse. He would mostly take me to his shed after the Men in Sheds workshop. He liked to just selfishly use me doing everything he wanted . Sometimes he might allow me to shoot my cum but I had to degrade myself by begging first. He truly controlled me . I had to admit although he degraded me I did like it. I liked sucking his cock and him fucking me.
After about a month he said he would collect me early one evening as he needed me to move a water butt at the side of his shed. He collected me and drove me to his shed and was more friendly than usual . He had a key to the allotment gates as it was getting dark so no one was there . We walked up the path with him using the torch on his phone. Inside the shed he flicked a switch and a small red light came on which hardly gave out any light at all.
" before we move the water butt try this latest batch of wine I made. " he said.
In the semi darkness and with just the glow of a red light he handed me a paper cup with some wine in. " Sit yourself in the armchair" he said .
There was a tatty old armchair in the shed so I plonked myself in it and drank the wine. It tasted strong.
" well as you are here you can suck my cock again can't you ? " he said
He leaned forward and grabbed my hair and pulled me onto his cock.
" that's it suck it good " As I did he kept topping up the paper cup with more wine. He made me alternate between sucking his cock and drinking the wine. I realised the wine was spiked because as I tried to look at him I was unable to focus properly . I could just see his smirking face in the red light.
Finally I had to slump back in the armchair. I think I dozed off as the next thing I knew was the noise of people talking and then I was being shaken. I realised there were two additional guys in the shed .
" here he is guys ready to be used" I heard Bill say.
I was pulled onto the floor.
" suck our cocks !' Someone said.
A big fat cock was shoved into my mouth. My hair was grabbed and I was roughly face fucked. My head was pulled this way and that onto the three different cocks as I knelt in the centre of the floor with three men standing around me. I was gagging and choking but they didn't let up. I could hear them chuckling and laughing .
" see! I told you I have him as my personal whore." Bill boasted.
I could hear them laughing as they spat on my face !
" this is great Bill " one of them said "you sure he won't recognise us" another said.
" he can hardly keep his eyes open! besides with those masks on he won't recognise anyone.! " Bill said
I was so spaced out I didn't even realise they had masks on just covering their eyes. The red light was so dim in the shed anyway. It took all my efforts to just force my eyes to focus on one person and see his mask. Then my eyes slammed shut. I was conscious but drugged.
" I want to do everything with him that I can't do with my missus " another said. " I want to fuck his arse !"
" get him up and put him over the workbench and get his pants down" someone said
I was hauled up and found myself being stripped and my underpants were ripped off and then I was leaning over the workbench .
" let's whack his fucking arse !" One laughed .
My arse was repeatedly thrashed and I could hear them all laughing. I was feeling numb due to the spiked drink then I felt some lube being shoved into my hole and one after another they fucked me. They were hooping and hollering and egging each other on.
" go on fuck him hard !"
" slap his arse as you fuck him"
"Pull his hair as you fuck him"
" cum in the slags hole "
" let's spit roast him too"
I was pulled onto the floor and one after another they sat in the tatty armchair with me kneeling in front of them sucking a cock and another kneeling behind me fucking my arse. Finally they had all emptied their balls either in my mouth or arse. I collapsed on the floor and I heard them laughing and celebrating with the chinking of beer bottles. I must have drifted off as the next thing I was awakened by warm liquid being sprayed onto me. I awoke and realised they had surrounded me and were pissing on me.
Bill then bent down and whispered in my ear " don't worry you slag if you can't remember it all as I have videoed it all" he laughed .
I could hear them all chuckling and thanking Bill for a good time.
After a while I felt my clothes being put on me and I was assisted back to Bills car and driven back to my home. I managed to stagger indoors and realised thankfully that my partner was already asleep in bed. I got into the shower and tried to get my body clean . I throughly washed my body especially my arse and mouth. My mind was a whirl . I was still partially drugged and I tried to piece together the events of the evening. What would the future hold for me ? I wondered who the two strangers were? . Could they be trusted to keep my secret ? Even though I had been drugged and been used and abused by Bill and the two strangers and most people would have hated it. I however found it very exciting . My cock was hard as I stood in the shower and slowly wanked myself reliving the memory of the evening. I realised I was a pathetic sub but I just didn't care. I realised Bill got a thrill from controlling me . He wasn't just satisfied in me willingly submitting to him. He wanted me helpless . He also liked to show off his control to others. This had been a one off but would he use me like that again ? I wasn't sure I would like that . My naughty secret might be revealed ! Where would my lifestyle lead?