The Following story is based on real events. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. This story is intended for entertainment only. This story contains images on urination, scat and other things that may offend readers. If you are easily offended please do not continue reading.
My name is Junior, I am 29 years old and until last year I thought I was pretty vanilla in the things that I did sexually. It wasn't until I met Jeremy that I realized how much I loved to see a man in front of me, on his knees begging for me to do whatever I wanted. I could piss on him, in his mouth, up his ass, shit on him, make him clean my dirty asshole, sell him to my friends and do whatever I wanted. He was my slave, no holds barred.
It was September when I first met him. I was online searching for someone's cock to suck on when an instant message came through.
"I see you have an eight inch cock?" the message said. I responded with "Yes I do and it's looking for a warm mouth to suck it." I said this thinking it would offend him and he would go away, how wrong I was.
"I can do more than suck it for you," he said. Curious about what he meant I asked him what he had in mind. "Well, I would love to drink everything that comes out of your cock, eat out your ass and do whatever you like done." My cock was growing in my shorts as the thoughts started running through my head, what could he possibly mean? Did he want me to shoot in his mouth? I was so naive to most everything that I wanted to learn more about what he was talking about.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Well, I would love to have you pull your dick out, make me drop to my knees and then piss down my throat. After that you could lay me down and take a shit in my mouth and make me eat all of it."
I was completely taken back by this response. I had no idea what to think or what to say. The one thing I noticed is that I wasn't disgusted by thought. In fact, my cock was rock hard and I was ready to continue this conversation.
"Well, one thing is for sure..you got my cock rock hard and I am not sure what to do. I have never done this type of thing." I said with the hopes that he would continue.
"I have a place if you would like to come over and experiment with some of it," he said. Well, here was the question of the day, probably even the question of the year. Was I going to stick to vanilla sex and never experiment with anything, or was I going to go all out and actually take this guy up on his offer.
I decided that you only live once and I told him to give me directions to his place. I was nervous as all hell and I didn't quite know what to expect once I got there. I told him I was going to shower and he said not to bother. He like his men "Dirty, stinky and full of filth."
He gave me some further instructions on what to do before I left the house and before I signed off he said.
"Make sure you don't piss or shit, I want to be able to take all of you. I don't want to miss out on anything. Oh and when you get to the gate, just tell the guard that you are here to see Jeremy and give him your name." I signed off and with a bit of hesitation began to do exactly as he told me to do. He told me to drink at least 8 glasses of water before I left the house and try to eat as much as I could. It would take me at least one hour before I got there and I was sure to be ready to explode.
I went to the kitchen, drank down the water as best I could and looked in the fridge for something to munch on. I made myself three bologna and cheese sandwiches with extra cheese and I grabbed a couple of chips. After about 15 minutes worth of eating I had managed to stuff everything down and I was beginning to feel the piss wanting to come out. Hopefully I would make it down there without pissing my pants on the way.
The drive seemed to take forever, probably due to the fact that I needed to piss so bad. When I finally got there I noticed that he lived in a fairly upper-class neighborhood but I had no idea how rich this guy was until I reached his house.
This place looked like Wayne Manor from the batman movies. It was HUGE, it probably had 12 bedrooms, 12 bathrooms and not to mention all the other rooms. I was greeted at the gates by a burly looking security guard.
"What's your business here." He asked as though he was going to reach right through the car and pull me out by the throat.
I cleared my throat and said, "I am here to see Jeremy."
"Is he expecting you?" the guard said.
"Yes sir, my name is Junior."
"Okay, looks like you are on the list, head up the driveway and park in front of the house." The guard said.
Okay, I don't know about you, but judging by the size of the house, the guards in front, and just the decor, I was figuring this guy to be about 80. I was really NOT in the mood to deal with someone that old and I don't think I would be able to get it up anyway. I continued driving nonetheless, the pain in my bladder now almost intolerable. I finally got to the house after what seemed like an eternity.
I pulled up to the front, got out of the car and now had to walk up about 20 steps before I actually reached the front door. Before I actually knocked the front door was being opened by a man in a butlers suit.
"Hello there Junior, the master is expecting you." The butler said.
The master? Okay, he really was 80 years old. What the fuck was I getting myself into? I hoped and prayed all the way up the stairs, behind this old butler that the guy I was about to make into my slave was at least good looking.
We stopped just shy of a doorway and the butler said to me.
"He is waiting for you inside that room there. Please go in, he has be waiting for you." Said the butler and with that he left.
I stood outside the door thinking about what was going to be on the other side. I closed my eyes and hoped for a moment for the best. Then I reached forward, opened the door and stepped into the room.
The room looked like it was out of 17th century England with long red velvet drapes, a four post bed, antique furniture and old paintings. Kneeling down in front of the bed was a prize like no other I had seen before. Was I dreaming? I kept pinching myself hoping that I wouldn't wake up. The man in front of me, was not exactly what I had pictured him to be.
Here was a 30 something year old with jet black hair, a nicely toned body, with about a 10 inch cock which was limply hanging down. His head was down so I couldn't see his face and he had his hands behind his back.
"Hello master, I am here to serve you. I hope you did everything I asked. I have been looking forward to this since you signed off. Please make yourself comfortable and do as you please. I am here if you need anything." He said this keeping his head down and never making any eye contact with me.
Didn't he want to see what I looked like? Wasn't he afraid I was some wretched looking guy? But he never looked up at me, I found out later that the butler and the guard were his eyes and would not let anyone pass that did not meet certain criteria.
I started to take off my shoes when he spoke again. "Please remember I am your slave and will do ANYTHING you want me to do." I guess that was my hint to make him undress me and start his servitude.
"Take off my shoes, please." I said. Not really knowing exactly how to do this.
"You don't have to be nice to me," he said. "I am your slave, please speak to me like I am worthless, I am nothing and should be grateful to be in your presence."
This guy seemed to have more money than god, but here he was on his knees, wanting to service me, someone who could barely break fifty thousand a year. But then something happened, something that I never felt came over me. A feeling of dominance, of power, a feeling that I was about to be in control of my own personal toilet. He would service me and do whatever I wanted.
"Get off your fucking ass and take off my shoes you fucking little cock sucking bitch, and if you don't move quickly I am going beat your fucking ass." Where that came from, I don't exactly know, but I was feeling damn good and this was only the beginning.
"Yes master, right away master." He said as he jumped and started taking my shoes off.
"Now, my dirty little whore, I want you to take my socks off with your teeth. Then I want you to lick between my toes and make sure my feet get a nice cleaning. You want my piss and shit, you are gonna have to do some work."
I felt like I was about to piss all over the place. I could barely hold it and as he was finishing with the first foot, I pulled up on his hair and said, 'that's enough for now..I have to piss bad and we need to go to the bathroom.
"No, master, this is fine. Please just piss down my throat master, I won't spill a drop, I promise master." I am not sure why I did what I did next, but after he finished speaking I lifted my hand and back-handed him across the cheek.
"If you open your fucking mouth again, without being asked to, you are gonna get a lot worse than a little bitch slap, is that understood, you sloppy fucking piss whore?"
He didn't respond, so I slapped him harder across the face this time pulling his hair and making him face me. "I said, DO YOU UNDERSTAND YOU FUCKING FILTHY PIECE OF WORTHLESS SHIT." I was yelling at this point. I didn't know what was coming over me, but I was going full-force on this guy.
"Yes master, I am sorry master, I won't speak out again. Please forgive me master. I didn't mean to be bad." He said with tears rolling down his face. Usually when I see someone crying, I feel bad for them. That wasn't the case this time. The only thing I felt was a lustful disgust for this human being in front of me. I wanted him to be my slave, I wanted to RULE him, I wanted to beat into his head who was in charge. This was definitely a new era in my life and I was really digging it.
"We'll see how good you are. Open your mouth bitch. I got some nice piss stored up for you. But listen closely, you spill one drop of my precious juice and there is going to be hell to pay. I have been holding this a long time for your pansy ass and if you let any go to waste so help me I will be the living shit out of you."
With that I tilted his head back still using the fistful of hair I had before, slipped my dick inside his mouth and relaxed. I had to concentrate a little bit before I could actually let go inside his mouth. But after a few moments, my dick started to leak. Just a few spurts to begin with but then the real force of my bladder was released into his waiting mouth. I was pissing full force into this guys mouth and he was drinking it like a pro. I had never seen anyone drink anything so fast. I know that I was filling his mouth just as fast as he was swallowing it. My stream lasted for a good minute or so and it finally started to slow to a trickle.
As soon as he saw I was finished he started to pull of my dick. I tightened my grip on his hair and said, "I don't remember telling you to get off my dick. You know for someone who swallows piss and good as you, you don't fucking know how to take directions. Do you want me to fucking beat you? Is that what you want you fucking little bastard?"
He muttered a muffled "No, master, I am sorry master? with my cock still in his mouth and I stood there and glared down at him.
"I think I need a good dick polishing right now."
And then without warning I slammed my cock all the way down his throat. I was not small in any meaning of the word. I was about 10 inches long and three fingers wide. When I slammed it to the back of this throat I could hear him gagging and choking. I pulled out far enough to let him catch his breath and then slammed it right back down. His eyes were watering uncontrollably, he was gagging and choking, but he made no effort to get away. I pulled out again until he was able to catch his breath. Then full force I started fucking his face. I pounded away, down his throat like I was fucking an ass. I didn't care how much he gagged or choked, he told me I was there to be pleased and I was definitely being pleased.
After about 10 minutes of fucking his face, I grabbed his hair once more, pulled him off my cock and looked down at him.
"Still want more cock pussy boy?" I said now with even more sarcasm in my voice.
"Yes sir, please give it all to me, give me more master." He said barely catching his breath.
"I have something else planned for you," and with that I used his hair to guide him on his knees to the bed.
"Climb up on the bed and stay on your hands and knees." I said.
"Yes master," he said as he moved up off the floor and onto the bed.
I climbed up on the bed after him, laid down on my stomach and spread my legs wide open, exposing my tight pink hole to him.
"I want you to get in there and start licking my sweaty asshole." I said facing the pillow. As he started licking my asshole, which I am sure by now was nice and ripe, I let out a long whispering fart right into his mouth.
"Sniff it up and say thank you master, then get back to eating out my ass."
I could hear him sniffing away at what was sure to be a nasty smelling fart. Then without delay he was back down licking away at my hole. I turned around, grabbed his hair, lifted his face and slapped him upside the head.
"I am sick of having to tell you things. I asked you to say thank you master. You obviously don't believe me when I tell you that I will be the living shit out of you for disobeying me, so I think it's time to teach you a little lesson."
I got up off the bed, went toward my pile of clothes and removed the belt from pants. I walked back over to the bed where he was still on his knees and told him to show me his ass.
He begged and pleaded. "Please master, I won't disobey you anymore, please don't whip me, I will be good." But there was no stopping me now. This man was going to learn how to be a good slave if it was the last thing I did.
"Shut the fuck up and bend over you piss loving, shit eating whore. You are gonna learn not to fuck with me."
He slowly started to put his ass up in the air and before he actually got it up I had already started wailing away on his ass. Every smack left a bright red line across his creamy white ass and every smack just made my dick harder. He made small cries every time the belt hit his now bright red ass and after about twenty blows I stopped.
"Have you had enough bitch? Are you gonna start learning how to obey me?"
"Yes master, I am sorry master, I will never disappoint you again. I will do exactly as I am told." He said with tears rolling down his face.
"Then wipe your fucking pathetic face off and get back to working on my ass. I have some nice dinner stored up in there for you. And if you are really good I might let you eat tonight."
With that said and done, I got back on the bed and he continued eating my ass. I farted in his face a few more times and let him eat for about 20 minutes. I got up off the bed, grabbed his hair and led him back down to the ground.
"You ready for some dinner, shit face?" I said.
"Yes sir, please, may I have something to eat." He said almost excited because he knew what was coming up next. "I want you to lay down on the floor, open your mouth and get ready for your dinner. There is plenty of it so I hope you are really hungry."
He quickly layed down and opened his mouth, obviously not wanting to be belted anymore. I stood right over him and looked down. Then I gathered up what saliva I had in my mouth and let it fall right into his ready and waiting mouth. He swallowed it down and said thank you and I turned around and squatted down until my asshole was about 2 inches from his mouth.
This was the difficult part though. I had never been able to shit in front of anyone before. I always self-conscious about the smell so I always waited for everyone to be gone before I went and took a shit. This was different though. This guy wanted not only smell my log, he wanted to eat it too. So I sat and concentrated a little bit and before I knew it I could feel a nice warm turd making it's way out of my ass.
Immediately I could feel his tongue swirling around my asshole and licking the shit as it came out of my sphincter. This was fucking heaven. I could barely kneel from the pleasure I was feeling. I couldn't believe this guy was actually getting ready to eat my shit. I could feel him breaking off pieces as it came out, and hear him chewing away at my recycled food. I shat about 2 nice size logs and he had managed to gobble both of down in what seemed to be record time. Then he preceded to lick my asshole. I could feel his tongue going inside my ass trying to get the last remaining pieces that eventually plopped down into his mouth.
I stood up and looked down at him, his face smeared in my shit and I spit down on his face.
"Go clean off your face and get back here to get something to drink."
He got up, went to the bathroom and within a few minutes was back in the room on his knees. I told him to crawl over to me and open his mouth, then I unloaded another stream of piss down his throat followed by a good face fucking. I knew he had just finished eating and since I didn't want him to throw up all over my dick I wasn't as rough this time with him.
It was time for to cum though.
"You ready to drink your masters cum, shit slave?"
"Oh yes sir, please sir, let me drink your cum, please sir, I will do anything you ask, anything you ask, just please let me have your cum." He said with what seemed to like agony in his voice.
"Anything huh? What is my cum worth..hmm..let's see, another good blow job, maybe I have some more shit to fill that nasty mouth of yours. I don't know what I want. I will have to think about it." I said, hoping he had more ideas. "What do you think pussy boy?"
"Oh master, please let me have your cum. I will even pay you for it sir. Anything you want please sir. Let me have it, I want to please you sir."
PAY? Was this guy for real. Not only had I humiliated him and robbed him of his dignity by belting him, making him eat my shit and pissing down his throat, he was now willing to pay me money to drink my cum. I didn't know what to say, except, "So how much is cum going for these days?"
"Please master, let me have it, I will give you anything, I will pay you money, how about $500 master, just please let me have it."
I was in complete shock. This guy was going to give me $500 for a load of cum that usually just gets wiped on the nearest article of clothing. I was hesitant at first, but then thought, what the hell, he lives in a this huge mansion while I am struggling to pay rent in a small 2 bedroom apt.
"I think you have yourself a deal my little shit eating slave. If you want my cum that bad then start begging for it and get me the cash." I said, still not believing he was willing to pay for it.
With that he continued begging and made his was to the desk on the other side of the room. He came back with five one hundred dollar bills and handed them to me.
"Now please let me have your cum master, please." He continued begging while I stood there in utter shock at the money in my hand.
"Open your fucking mouth you dirty little whore. I got five hundred dollar cum in here for you." I said as I walked over to him.
I didn't waste anytime, no sooner than he opened his mouth, my dick was inside and pounding away at the back of his throat. I pounded that mouth for everything it was worth. I must have stood there about 15 minutes pounding away before my body began to shudder from the impending orgasm. I tilted my head back and began shooting load after load into his mouth. I shot about eight streams of my white jizz down the back of his throat before I hunched over him trying to catch my breath. He kept his mouth on my dick until I stood up and told him it was ok to let go now.
"Thank you master, that was the best load I have ever taken. I would love to have you stay and let me pay you for another load of that sweet cream master?"
To be continued?
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