OBEYING THE SENIORS
Chapter 6
I crawl around slurping up my own semen encouraged by Mr Diamond tapping my bottom with a cane. He points out spots on his trousers and I use my tongue to remove them. Now I sit back on my heels, looking up at him, seeking his approval. He ruffles my hair as he might a pet.
"Good boy. What a pity you're not keen on being a puppy bitch. I can think of two guys you'd have been very right for. Never mind, I think it's time we tried you out in one of the other rooms. Just remember boy that what you want is of little importance to the Masters testing your abilities.
"Yes Sir."
"Okay let's go."
He takes hold of my still hard prick and pulls me towards a fitted bookcase against a wall of his office. As he presses a button, the bookcase swings open to reveal a hidden, dimly lit passageway. I'm pulled forward and down a few steps. The passageway leads off to the right and we pass several numbered doors before Mr Diamond stops, opens a door, pushes me inside and closes the door. I'm in a circular open space with a set of wooden head and wrist stocks in the centre. It's one of my far out fantasies to be put naked into the town stocks and left there. I suspect two-way mirrors surround the space.
Not knowing what's expected of me I tentatively lift up the top of the stocks. It's on a hinge to the left. I rest my neck in the larger centre half circle and my wrists in the side half circles. As I do, the upper bar drops with a crash and clicks ominously into place. I try, but find I'm unable to lift the bar. I'm trapped, bent forward and totally vulnerable. As I wait, my prick comes to full erection. Wow! Now what happens? Suddenly I feel a hand gently stroking my ass cheeks. A moment and the hand slaps one cheek and then the other very hard. I yell out loud. A booted foot kicks my ankles apart.
"Spread your legs boy."
I try to spread them even more. A finger explores my arse crack and strokes my rosebud. A dribble of what I realise must be spittle drops onto my anus and the long finger begins a more intimate examination deep into my rectum. It twists and turns making me whimper with sexual excitement until it rubs my prostate. Now I literally splutter and gasp as I'm gradually raised to the heights of animal lust and arousal. I need to be fucked and hope whoever it is will switch from finger to a huge Master's cock. Instead it's a second and then a third finger. I'm being opened up and as it happens I see what must be the lower half of another man standing in front of me. He's black and his huge circumcised penis is level with my face. I stretch out my tongue eagerly to try and lick the leaking precum from the lips of the enormous purple monster. It's beyond my range. My tongue curls and laps like a frenzied dog's towards what I being I'm denied. Two hands reach for me and fingers gently fondle and increasingly torture my nipples. The fingers are removed from my anus and I feel totally empty.
"What do you need boy?" The voice is behind me.
"Fucking Sir. Please fuck me."
"Wrong answer boy. You need punishment and in public. Everyone in the village has come out to see you completely naked, punished and humiliated. Men and women of all ages. Teenagers to witness what they might expect if they misbehave. Can you imagine yourself on such public show?"
I look at the two-way mirrors, close my eyes and clearly conjure up the scene of this exposed degradation I yearn for.
"Yes Sir. It's what I need Sir."
Immediately his hand descends with an almighty crash onto my left ass cheek and again on my right. I scream out and continue to scream and thrash my legs about as the spanking continues. The black cock moves tantalising nearer my mouth and I stretch forward to suck my soother, but it still dances up and down beyond me. The spanking stops for an instant, but before I can relax I feel the hard straps of a belt. I can't stand it and I bawl out like a slave boi as tears flow down my face. If my Master can hear me, he does not relent and the belting goes on and on. The fantastic purple head moves to my lips and I suck on it ravenously as a comfort to my pain. It moves into my mouth as the belt is changed for what I soon know is a cane. I hear it whistling through the air as it repeatedly strikes my butt from high strikes, to centre strikes to sharp stings across my thighs. I lift my head and scream and scream in pain. My Master's black hand pulls my mouth down and my screams are muffled as I suck ever vigorously on the black cock deep down my throat.
The caning stops and instead, what I assume is, the caner's thick weapon plunges without warning up my arse. I'm being doubly reamed and I begin to enjoy my usage and thrilled that other guys behind the mirrors are witnessing me being used by two Masters. I can hear them both panting and grunting towards a crescendo and with great yells they both simultaneously unload their spunk. Bolts of semen flood my arse and my mouth fills with what seems like pints of creamy sperm. I swallow continuously string after string knowing this is what I am for. To take the offerings of real men.
My black Master pulls out and I can see him now, standing back, handsome and grinning, still pointing his hard cock at me. I'm not ready for the stream of piss he now hoses down my body with. Stepping closer, his piss spatters on my face. I realise what is expected and what I want. I open my mouth to allow my Masters piss to wash down his spunk. At the same time the guy behind my other Master begins to piss up my arse. Wow! What a feeling of complete humiliation to be used in this way. My prick responds. Erect and throbbing. Withdrawing their cocks, both Masters come to look at me.
"What are you boy," asks the tough looking white Master who has tortured my ass.
"Your slave Sir."
"That's right white boy," says my black Master as he fastens a chain around my neck with a chain leash attached.
My white Master unlocks the stocks and I quickly reach my hands around to rub my very sore butt. At the same time I can feel spunk and piss leaking out and running down my thighs and legs. Pulling the leash with one hand my white Master slaps my hands away and then slaps my ass cheeks to remind me not to do anything without permission. Both Masters pull me forward and stand on either side of me with a hand on each of my shoulders. I'm amazed when the surrounding two-way mirrors rise upwards and I'm faced with a surrounding circle of well-dressed youngish guys sitting in armchairs, clapping and whistling their appreciation.
My Masters bow and force my head down with them. I look up at them and they are both grinning obviously pleased that their performance has given pleasure.
"Stay where you are boy," whispers my Black master and they both walk away.
I stand there grinning and smiling as I usually do. Members of the audience come forward and grope my crotch, rock hard prick, twisting my tits, squeezing my ass cheeks and probing my hole or simply ruffling my wet hair. I grin. Excited by the sexual attention I'm being given by these suited guys. It's humiliating I know to be handled like this, but my prick juts out proudly to show that such degrading stimulation is what turns me on. I assume the submissive position with head bowed to avoid eye contact with this crowd of my superiors and allow them to handles me as they wish. Suddenly a hand grips my neck from behind.
"Head up boy. Let the members see your pretty face," a deep toned male voice I recognise as Mr Diamond's.
I raise my head as ordered and look into the eager expectant eyes of all the guys staring up at me. All ages, all shapes and of different races. Mr Diamond waves them back a few paces
"Pull back your foreskin Alex."
To me this is complete humiliation. I draw back my foreskin for them all to see.
"Gentlemen," Mr Diamond explains loudly. "This is our new boy. As you can see, blue eyed, blond, smallish, but well muscled and shaven. A well trained girlyboy in fact. He will be available in the clubroom later. Naturally, as Club President, I will use him first."
The pressure on my neck guides me through the groping onlookers to the doors of a lift. The doors open and I'm pushed forward. As they close Mr Diamond's fingers twist my nipples vary hard until I screech in pain.
"Shut up boy or I'll have to punish you."
He squeezes my tits even more viciously and I can't help screaming out loud. Fortunately the lift doors open and I'm pushed forward down a corridor and stop before his office door.
"It's open boy. Go in."
I open the door and enter. He prods me towards his leather-covered desk and forces me to bend over it.
"Spread your legs, stretch your arms over the desk and grip the far edge with your hands."
I'm stretched tight. I hear a sharp swish and a cane strikes me stingingly hard across my bum cheeks. I scream out in pain. And again when the second strike cuts me. And again and again as he canes me. I cling onto the far side of the desk and try to be the obedient submissive creature I know I am and know he wants. At last the caning ends and I'm sobbing with tears running down my cheeks as he comes around the desk, drops his trousers and pushes his cock down my throat. I suck greedily.
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