This is a work of fiction, involving consentual submission between adults over the age of 18. If you are offended, or not interested in this, please leave now. This story is my first ever, so feedback is very much appreciated (mail it to arron_shampoo@hotmail.com), and also feel free to contribute any ideas (the raunchier/kinkier the better). Enjoy!
He lifted me up again and led me across the room and down a flight of stairs into a basement. Here the walls were bare plaster, and the floor was metallic. The room housed an assortment of large metal and wood contraptions, and on the walls hung various leather objects. In the centre of the room was a worn double bed, decorated with dried on stains.
"Get on, pig." I was ordered, and with a hard push from behind, I did just that....
Chapter 2
I fell onto the bed hard, and quickly turned to face my master. He pushed me down so that I was laying on my back, and walked around to the side of the bed where he put my left hand into a leather restraint, securing my wrist to the old bed. He then walked around and did the same to my right hand. The restraints were so tight that I couldn't move at all, barely able to lift my head to watch my master walk back to the bottom of the bed. I felt his hands run along my legs softly, up to my cock which he grabbed in one hand. Immediately it sprang to life and he began to stroke it slowly. His other hand cupped my balls and he suddenly began to slap them, softly at first but growing harder and harder as he increased the pace of the hand on my cock. I let out a soft moan in pleasure and pain, and my master stopped.
"No coming yet, pig. You've got a long night ahead."
Out of the corner of my eye I saw him walk over to the wall and pick up a length of rope. He came back over to me and tied my feet together, binding them with a tight knot. He then slung the rope over a hook hanging form the cieling and hoisted my legs into the air so that they were lifted off the bed, exposing my ass. He tied another knot to hold me in this position, then picked a leather strap off the wall. Walking over to me, he held the strap raised above his head, told me to count, then brought it down hard into my soft ass. I was prepared for it, but underestimated how much it would sting, and let out an involuntary yelp. Before Master could punish me for it, I shouted out "one!" and braced myself for the next hit. This ordeal continued til I counted to 20, by which time my ass was burning hot and every hit made me convulse in pain. He walked over and hung up the strap, picking up a small black object. As he walked past me again I saw that it was a small black buttplug. He was lubing it up as he walked, and when he reached my ass it was ready for entry. He pressed it to my lips, and the cold lube soothed my burning cheeks, but my relief was short lived as he drove it deep into my ass in one motion, ripping my virgin ass apart. I managed to stifle my scream as Master continued to push and pull the plug.
"From now on," he commanded, "you will keep this plug in your ass as long as its not being used otherwise. If I catch you without it in, you will be severely punished."
I uttered an agreement, and tried to relax as I was violated by the rubber cone. After a few minutes I had begun to relax and my ass had accomodated the plug, but just as I was getting to enjoy the experience it was ripped out of my hole and Master climbed onto the bed. I felt him press the head of his cock to my open hole, and as he pushed it deep inside I felt him fill me, making me his bitch. Having begun to relax, the feeling was incredible, Master's long cock stimulating my g-spot. He thrusted long and hard, driving his rock hard cock deep into me then pulling it all the way out. It was only a few minutes of this before he announced that he was ready to cum in me, and as he shoved his cock in one last time we came together, my cum spraying all over our bodies, his filling me. The sensation was incredible, I felt deeply content knowing that I had pleased my master and fulfilled my duties to him. As I lay enjoying the sensation he began scooping up the cum on our bodies and making me suck it off his fingers, mixing our seed in my mouth. Once he was satisfied, he released me, and told me to come up to the bedroom.
His room was large, and the bed dominated the space. It was rather plain, but very big, easily accomodating three men. He lay down on it and motioned for me to join him, which I did with some discomfort as laying flat on the bed drove the buttplug deeper into my unwilling ass. He took me in his huge, well muscled arms and we quickly fell into a deep sleep.
I awoke the next morning to feel his hands on my cock. I opened my eyes slowly and saw him attaching a leather device to my soft member.
"Welcome to your first day of service, boy. This is a chastity device - you will not be able to touch your cock without me allowing you to. Today you will carry out all the household tasks we discussed - cooking my meals, cleaning up the house, especially the dungeon - I need it ready for tonight. But first, I need to go to the bathroom, which from now on means you, understand pig?"
I didn't know what to say. We had never discussed my use as a toilet, but that meant I had never said I wouldn't. I considered my options for a moment - either I refused and was thrown out of the house, naked and sore, or I complied and let my master feed me piss and shit. I wondered whether I could do it, but while I wondered I rose to my feet and followed Master to the bathroom next door. Instead of a toilet there was only a rim seat, and Master was already sat naked on it. I lay down, my mouth below his asshole, and I watched as the shit began to slide out. It was soft and warm, and the taste wasn't as bad as I imagined it would be, and I began to chew on it. The experience was not particularly pleasureable for me, but I knew Master enjoyed watching me degrade myself for his pleasure so I continued.
The rest of the day passed quickly. Master cleaned himself up with my assistance in the shower, then went to work in his office. I prepared him breakfast and lunch, and in the early afternoon he fucked me once more, though I wasn't allowed to cum this time. I made sure the dungeon was perfectly clean, though I didn't know what was planned for it until later that night. At around 8pm, there was a knock on the door. Totally naked, I was ordered to answer it. On the other side were 3 men dressed in leather jackets and chaps with heavy boots and shaved heads. They were heavier than my master, but their fat forms made them quite terrifying and intimidating in their dark, tight clothes. They had thick beards and wore stern expressions, and walked towards me menacingly.
The last one grabbed my protected cock as he walked past and dragged me back into the house, my Master standing by to lead the men downstairs...