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Here is I was, on Ryan's living room floor- naked, on all fours, facing the wall with him sitting behind me on the couch. It felt like I had been there for a long time remembering how we got here. I could feel nervous sweat dripping from my pits down my arms. The silence was making me more nervous and probably making me feel like I had been there longer than I was. After what seemed like forever, Ryan finally spoke.
"You know, I've spent a lot of time thinking about what to do with you. We've been friends for a long time and nothing at all happened. When we made the bets, I wasn't sure that you'd go through with it. And then I wasn't sure if we should go through with it all. That's one reason why I didn't push too hard last time." I nodded.
I heard him move off the couch and get behind me.
"Now we've both had time to think about things. We could have just let this go, but there are things I've wanted to do for a long time. You came back here voluntarily, which means you accepted that you're going to be my slave. So, we're going to take our friendship in a different direction now and see what happens." He grabbed my nuts from behind and pulled them back, holding them tightly.
"Are you nervous?" "Yes, Sir." "Are you willing to live up to the bet you made? I shivered again, a bit. "Yes, Sir." I really was nervous, but I didn't want to chicken out. Doing it with Ryan was just going to be a very new twist on our friendship. "Do you accept that you're here to be my slave?" "Yes, Sir." I nodded,
"I don't know if you'll like it all, but that's ok because you're here for my enjoyment. Do you understand so far?" I shivered. "Yes, Sir."
"Hmmm.." he mused as he pulled on my nuts. "It's funny how much trouble these things got you into." He pulled them and then SLAP SLAP SLAP, he slapped them repeatedly until I was whimpering and arching my back. He released my nuts and I clenched my legs together, trying to catch my breath.
He continued. "You're here until tomorrow morning. During that time, you're going to obey me, without question." I nodded.
I felt him move next to me. I could feel the heat coming from his body, but I kept my eyes facing forward. He placed a hand on top of my head and rubbed it, sliding it down the length of my back, patting my ass lightly.
"There is no spot on your body that is not under my control." As he said that, he reached under me, rubbing my chest. He grabbed one of my nipples and pinched, first lightly then harder and harder. My body tensed up as he pinched and twisted and then released. He rubbed across the nipple and then slid a hand down to my cock. He pulled on it and then stroked it softly until I began to get hard in his hand. He moved his hand away and for a moment, I didn't feel him on me at all. Then I heard the unmistakable sound of a finger popping out of his mouth. He reached around and that finger rubbed down my crack and found my hole. He pushed it in, twisting it back and forth a few times. I squirmed a bit as he dug around inside me and then he popped the finger out.
He repeated himself, "There is no spot on your body that is not under my control." He held the finger that had been in my ass in front of my mouth. "I'm waiting. I don't like to wait."
I made a small whining noise and then opened my mouth. He pushed the finger into my mouth and I suckled on the finger that had just been in my hole. He pulled his finger out of my mouth and moved around behind me. He slid his hand down my ass again, grazing it lightly and following the curve until he reached my hanging balls. He held them lightly, gently pulling them down. "Offer me your balls." "Sir?" "Tell me that you want me to have control of your balls." I had a small shiver run down my spine. "Please Sir, my balls are yours to use. Please accept them." Sweat dripped down my pits. "I will enjoy them," he said as he tightened the grip of his thumb and forefinger and pulled down. And then it began againÉSMACK. His palm smashed into my nuts held tight in his other hand. I yelped. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. I squirmed, but because he had my nuts pulled back, I couldn't pull away. SMACK SMACK SMACK My head was on the floor as I yelped and he continued to SMACK SMACK SMACK. After about 20 hits, he released me. I curled up, staying on my knees, but bringing my hands back to cup my sore nuts. Ryan laughed again, quietly. "MmmÉthis is fun." I heard the sound of a zipper and then heard him spit- onceÉpauseÉtwiceÉpauseÉthree times, he spit and then I felt him pushing against my hole. "You know, since the game, I've been looking forward to claiming this part of the prize a LOT." He pushed into me as he emphasized that last word. "oooh yeah. You're good and tight." He pulled back and pushed in again, harder, bit by bit giving me more and more of his dick. Finally, I felt him slam all the way in me and he held still for a moment. Then he leaned forward, grabbing my nipples with both hands and pinching them, first softly then hard. As he upped the intensity in my nipples, he brought his mouth close to my ear. "Who owns your ass, slave?" "You do, Sir." "Damn right. It's mine to use how and when I want, isn't it, slave?" "Yes, Sir." He lifted himself up, letting go of my nipples. Instead he grabbed onto my hips and proceeded to start piston fucking. Nice, quiet Ryan was suddenly a bit of an animal as we went to town fucking. He didn't slow down the pace at all, just non-stop slamming back and forth and it went on like this for awhile. And then, suddenly, the speed picked up, but he wasn't going in as deep. I heard the next part before I felt it. Ryan let out a really low "nnnnnnnn" and then I actually felt the pulsing of his dick inside me. He let out another bellow as he continued to pulse- 9 or 10 times. I could feel the heat and fullness of his cum in me. His breathing slowly returned to normal, but he stayed inside me, rubbing his hands down my sweaty back. "That was a very satisfying round 1," he said as he slid his dick out of me. "Now clean me off." I slowly turned my body to face him. It was the first time today that I had really seen him and the first time ever that I'd seen his cock- the one that hung there in front of me, glistening with cum, spit, and fresh out of my own ass. I looked at his cock, thicker than I expected, and looked at him. He had a satisfied grin on his face. A flash of darkness washed over his look. "Suck me clean, now." I moved forward and took him into my mouth, sucking and licking his cock clean of everything; it left a sour-salty taste in my mouth as I indicated that I was done. He actually grabbed his cock to examine it. "Well done. I wasn't sure that you'd get it so clean. Good boy. Now turn around and face the wall." So there I was again, on all 4's, facing the wall. I heard him get up and zip himself up. Then I heard him walk out of the room. I strained to listen. Sink- must be washing his hands? Footsteps. Coming back? No. To his bedroom? Footsteps. Yes, he's coming back. I stayed in position and felt him get behind me again. "Looks like you're leaking a bit." I felt him slide his finger along my inner thigh and then saw it in front of me. "Don't want you to waste any of that cum." I sucked it off his finger. As I finished, I felt something else at my hole. "Now I'll just plug you up so that you don't lose anymore." With that, he pushed the plug all the way in me and gave my ass a light smack. "That's better. But now, you've got other work to do. Stand up and let's get to it." I slowly got to my feet, not realizing how stiff I was. I stretched my legs a bit and then followed him into the kitchen where I saw how much of a mess he'd created. Lots of dirty dishes in the sink and on the counters. On the floor was an empty dog bowl. "I'll get you something to drink and then you can get to work." With a mouthful of cum and ass, I was relishing the water. He picked up the dog bowl, but didn't take it to the sink. He held it in front of his crotch and then I heard it. He was pissing into the bowl. It was a long piss and the bowl filled up a lot. He placed it back on the floor. "There you go. It'll be the only water you get for awhile, so drink up. And start now, " he said, a bit menacingly.
I got down to the floor again and began lapping at his piss. It was not too strong, but still bitter. I'm not sure that it was any better than the flavor already in my mouth, though. I drank enough to take the edge off, then looked up at him. He had a grin on his face. "Alright slave, you've got my cum held in your ass by a plug. You've got my piss in your mouth. Now get to work on the kitchen and we'll see where the day takes us."
For the next hour, I worked on cleaning Ryan's kitchen. In the weeks since I had last done it, he really did make a mess. In the midst of cleaning, he had me bring him a couple glasses of iced tea from his fridge. Otherwise, he moved around his house doing some other stuff. Moving around with the plug in me was awkward, but after 20 or so minutes I was mostly able to ignore it and focus on the dirty dishes and counters. At one point I heard Ryan come into the kitchen behind me. I glanced back and him and asked,
"May I have some water, Sir?" "HmmÉmy piss isn't good enough for you?" "Hehehe. That's not it, Sir. I was just hoping for something..uhmÉmore refreshing." Ryan paused for a minute, then a smile came across his face. "You like games and bets. I've got one for you. If you can complete the task I give you in two minutes, then you can have as much fresh water as you want. If you don't complete the task in that time, then you finish this bowl of piss and one more bowl of it before you get any water." I'm sure I had a surprised look on my face, because his smile just got bigger. "What's the task, Sir? And what if I don't take the challenge?" He smiled, again. "If you don't try the challenge, then the only water you get will be from the toilet." "Ugh. Then I accept, Sir." "Good move. Get down on all 4's." I got on to my hands and knees. Ryan left the kitchen, then came back a few minutes later with some things in his hands. He got behind me and I felt him attaching a parachute to my nuts. He squeezed and tugged them to get them in. Then I felt him attaching something to the parachute. I looked back and saw a dumbbell and grimaced. "Ok, you've got two minutes to pull this weight to the other side of the living room and back. If you make it, you get lots of water. If you don't, well, I'll have some iced tea while you pull. Go."
I felt a wave of adrenaline kick in at his "go." I pulled forward and the parachute pulled me back. My nuts stretched out behind me, achingly, as I tried to move forward. Finally, the dumbbell scooted some and slid across the kitchen tile. My nuts were on fire from the stretching, but I kept pulling. I made my way across the kitchen and crawled onto the carpet of the living room- and that's where things got really tough. I lost the momentum of the dumbbell- it seemed to lodge itself at the edge of the carpet. I pulled it and grunted and pulled, trying to make it move.
"One minute to go."
Finally, I made a move. I kept my hands on the floor but straightened my legs so that my butt was in the air and my balls lifted the dumbbell of the floor enough to make it onto the carpet. With a "whoosh" of a breath, I got the weight pulled to the other side of the living room.
"30 seconds left."
I turned around and started back across the living room. Ryan was laughing now. I'm sure I was red-faced and dripping sweat. I had just made it back to the kitchen tile when I heard him say.
"Two minutes." I stopped my pulling and eased the pressure from the weight. Ryan gave a shout, "Keep going! Let's see how long it takes you. Hurry!" I looked at him, took a breath and started pulling again.
"Two minutes and 23 seconds," he said as I got back across the kitchen. "How do your nuts feel?"
"Sore and achy." He just laughed as he bent down to unhook me. He gave my balls as firm SLAP and stood back up as I curled up on the floor.
"Looks like you've got more piss to drink before you get the water. And next time we do this one, you'll know what time you have to beat."
I looked up at Ryan from the floor. "What do you mean?"
He pushed the dog bowl of piss towards me and said, "Next time you need to be faster than you were today or there'll be additional penalties. Now why don't you go ahead and finish this bowl so we can prep your next one." He laughed.
I got myself up and lapped up the rest of the piss from the bowl. It had somehow become more acrid tasting as it sat there at room temperature. He bent down to rub a finger down my back and then circled the plug that was still in my ass. "How is that feeling?"
"My ass could use a break, Sir." I had Ryan's piss dripping off my chin and nose, but the bowl was now empty. "And I'm done, Sir." He kept his finger on the plug as he looked over at the dog bowl.
"Good boy. One more bowl of that and you can get some water. I'm not quite ready for another piss, yet, though. But maybe I'll give your ass a bit of a break." He moved back and slowly pulled the plug out of my ass. "Here, why don't you clean this off."
I went to grab the plug from him, but he pulled away. "Not like that. Open wide. It's a little ripe." I cringed and shivered a bit. He aimed the slimy plug towards my face. "Here."
I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. He pushed it in. "It'll help clean out the taste of my piss," he laughed. The plug was slick and foul, but I kept it in my mouth. "Keep it there until it's clean." Ryan walked away, so with one hand I twisted the plug around in my mouth so that I could tongue the whole thing. He was right about one thing- it did take the taste of his piss away.
Ryan walked back in. "Is it clean?" I nodded my head yes. "Good." He reached down and pulled it out of my mouth and looked it over. "It really is. Well done." He tossed the plug into the sink. "Why don't you go clean the bathroom while I drink some tea. I bet you're looking forward to that next bowl now, aren't you?" He grinned.
"You are right about that." I replied. I went off to clean the bathroom. Movement was a bit easier without the plug in my ass, but as I tried to salivate the flavor out of my mouth, I may have preferred the awkward movement. I spent a good 45 minutes scrubbing down his bathroom. I could hear the tv in the other room. When I finished, I found him sitting on the couch. I let him know that I was all done.
"Good. I left you a little present in the kitchen." I went around the corner and found that he had pissed into the dog bowl again. I actually felt excited to see it there- it meant that I could get to some actual water, too.
"Thank you, Sir." I got onto all 4's and lapped it up quickly, the whole bowl. "I finished it, Sir. May I have some water now?" Ryan appeared in the kitchen. He looked down in the bowl, smiled, and said, "We made a deal, you can have water, now- put it in the bowl." I filled up the dog bowl with water from the sink and drank it all down, swishing it around my mouth. Then I filled it again and drank another bowl. He just watched me- on all 4's lapping up the water. I filled up the bowl a third time and just drank a little, then sat back on my heels.
"All done?" I nodded yes. "Stand up." When I did, he grabbed my nuts and led me into the living room. He sat back on the couch and said, "My feet could use some attention. Why don't you work on them- with your mouth- for awhile." I laid down on the floor and he flipped channels on the tv. I started by licking the toes on his right foot. He placed his left foot on my shoulder and pushed his right one into my mouth more- getting 4 of his toes in my mouth. In the end, I think I spent about 45 minutes on his feet- one, then the other, then back again. Sometimes he'd slap my face with a foot and then let me get back to work on it. I only stopped because he wanted my mouth to work on something else.
"Get up here and work on my balls." He slid his shorts down and spread his legs out. I got up to my knees and moved my face into his crotch. It was only the second time I'd seen his package. His balls were full- round and fuzzy. His cock wasn't hard. It was thick, though, and hanging across the side of his sac. I moved my face in, and began lapping at his balls. They were lightly musky- a bit of sweat and salt. He moaned a bit as I licked and kissed his nuts. His cock started growing, sliding against my face. I gave it a little lick and got a slap across my head. "Balls only!" he yelled. His cock pushed out some precum with the slap. Clearly he liked the power and control. I worked on his balls for a while, licking, sucking, kissing, holding them in my mouth. They were dripping with my spit when he grabbed my head with both hands and pushed it down onto his cock. "Get it nice and slick so it's ready for your hole, boy."
I worked his cock for a bit sucking and spitting on it, then he lifted my head up and led me to the back of the couch. He bent me over, slapped my ass twice and shoved his dick in me, again. He pistoned in and out a bit then stopped, his dick filling me up. "You know. The last time I had you bent over the couch like this, I was spanking your ass. I wanted to fuck it, but I just beat it. Now your ass is all mine." He pulled his dick out and kicked my ankles to spread my legs out. He started giving my nuts some light slaps, but as he continued, they got harder and harder. Slap slap slap SLAP SLAP slap slap SLAP. I was yelping with the big ones. He moved from my nuts to my ass, building up the intensity of the spankings. When he stopped, he plunged his dick back into me. This pattern kept up for awhile- fucking, ball slapping, spanking, more fucking, more ball slapping, more spanking. I was on fire, whimpering and hanging off the couch. I don't know how long it went on, but my ass felt hot when he finally grunted and unloaded in me. I could feel the pulses from his dick so I knew it was a big load. He let his breathing return to normal and then backed up, his dicking popping out of me. "Clean it off." My body was sore from being bent over the couch, but I got down to my knees and brought my face to his slick cock. I took him in my mouth again and cleaned the cum and ass off of him. He let me work on him for awhile, then stepped away and checked out his cock. "Good work," he smiled. He left me on the floor, "hands and knees," he said as he walked away. He came back a minute later with the plug and pushed it back in me. It made a slurping sound as it pushed in.
"Hmm..I've got some cum from your ass on my fingers. What should I do with this?" I turned around and opened my mouth for him. "Good boy. That's just what I like." I sucked his fingers clean, swallowing more of his cum.
"Look, you're almost half-way done with your first slave session and you've already got two of my loads in you. I'm going to get you addicted to my cum," he laughed. "And my piss."
"We're going to need to get you a collar for next time. And you knowÉfour more sessions might not be enough."