I was online late at night on one of the gay hookup sites looking for someone to use me when I saw Master Tim - a thin, 22 year-old, red-headed college student with a cocky and sadistic side to him. I explained that I was looking for a master to use me on the bike path around the corner at night - one who would piss in my mouth, fuck my throat and make me his sorry little bitch before dropping me and walking away like the worthless piece of crap that I am. Right away, I knew I was going to love serving Master Tim. He immediately took to verbally abusing me and ordering me to do degrading, humiliating, painful things to myself while I was chatting with him. It got me so worked up and yet I hadn't even been touched by him yet. He was crude and arrogant. He knew he's God's gift to slaves like me and wasn't about to let me forget it for a moment.
Master Tim said he had a full bladder.....ready to burst, and it could be mine if I did exactly as he said. He ordered me to stop off at the store along the way and pick up some cigarettes and a cigar for him and then to go straight to the bike path around the corner and strip completely except for a ski mask he told me to wear because he didn't want to see my nasty face. He then ordered me to get on my knees and wait for him to arrive. There was a chill in the air but that kind of made my nipples and even my cock perk up. It seemed like a long time waiting there on my knees but it was only a few minutes before I saw his figure come around the corner to the entrance of the bike path. He even had kind of an arrogant walk as he approached me and stared down at me.
"Did you get my smokes, bitch?!", He said.
"Yes, Master!"
"Light me a cigarette, faggot! Now!"
"Yes, Sir!!!"
I lit the cigarette for him and he snatched it from my lips then he pulled a leash and collar out of his back pocket and stuck it around my neck. I was his property to use and it made me hard just to think of it. He dragged me up off my knees with the leash and told me to stand at attention so he could inspect me. Then he proceeded to point out every flaw he could see. He told me I'm not lean enough, my cock is worthless and pathetic (as he smacked it around like a piece of trash), he told me I wasn't muscular enough and that I didn't stand right. He grabbed my nuts and squeezed as he got face-to-face with me and spit on me. he told me I was wasting his time and that I wouldn't be good for anything but a log to sit on.
"Yes, Master. I'll do it, Sir. Please.....sit on me, ash on me....please!! I just want your piss so bad!"
"Fine!"
He yanked the collar hard and dropped me to all fours then sat on me and had a few puffs of the cigarette before he change his mind....
"Fuck it!" he said
Master Tim yanked on the leash again to get me up on my knees then unzipped his pants and said, "You might as well suck my nuts and my cock while I'm having a smoke, bitch.....get on it now!!!"
I did so immediately and sucked that cock deep. I took it all the way down and slowly, methodically worked that cock over. I must have done it the way Master liked. I could hear him breathing a little heavier in between drags on the cigarette. I could feel his leg and ass muscles tensing as he drove his cock down my throat and grabbed the back of my head with one hand.
"Yeah, suck that dick, faggot! You know you love that! Aren't you a lucky little bastard?!
He kept flicking his ashes on my naked body, using me as his personal ash tray. He must have finished the first cigarette because I felt his body shake like he was flicking it away. Master Tim then pulled his cock out of my mouth and smacked me across the face without warning.
"Let's see how long you can deep throat, boy!"
Then he jammed his cock all the way down my throat and just held it there with both hands around my head....no pumping, nothing. I wasn't able to breath but he wouldn't let up. I started gagging and choking on it and he just jammed it in even harder.
"You like that, you fucking cunt?!"
After I started spasming a little more, he finally pulled it out and let me catch my breath.
"You're fucking pathetic, slave! Light me another one, Fag!"
I lit another cigarette for Master Tim and he yanked that one out of my lips too. Then he yanked the collar again and made me stand up. He smacked my cock around some more, squeezed my balls again and made me curl over in pain. Then he gave my ass a smack and said, let's see how you take one up the ass. He ordered me to bend over and grab the fence along side the bike path and, as I was complying with his orders, he kicked my feet apart wider and then took his time feeling my buns and putting a condom on. All the while, I could feel him flicking his ashes down onto my buns and lower back. He pulled some lube out of his pocked and wiped it all up my ass crack. Then he made me lick the rest of the lube off his fingers. As i was sucking his fingers, I could feel his stiff prick splitting my hole open and driving up deep inside of me. He grabbed my hip with his other hand and made sure to get every last bit of his cock up in me. He flicked some more ashes on my butt cheeks.
I moaned a bit when he did this but Master Tim was tired of hearing my pathetic voice so he grabbed my sock from the ground and stuffed it in my mouth to shut me up. He fucked me so hard, he nearly knocked me off my feet. It was a cloud of smoke and sex outdoors on the bike path. Me serving Master Tim. Me taking it like a good slave. Being Master's bitch to use and abuse.
Soon, Master Tim was ready to bust a nut but, instead of shooting it up into my ass, he pulled his cock out and slipped the condom off. Then, he ordered me onto my knees again, yanked the sock out of my mouth and took a step back. He was too far away for me to suck and I didn't think he could hit my mouth with his cum shot. I was kind of confused about what he was doing. Then he shot his load all over the pavement and squeezed the last couple drops out of his beautiful cock before taking another drag on the cigarette. He looked down at the jizz covered pavement proudly and then at me and said, "Now lick it up, bitch! Don't let all that go to waste!"
I bent over on all fours and slowly licked up Master Tim's cum while he watched me with delight.
"at a boy, faggot! Get it all!"
I finished cleaning up the jizz and still had the taste of the pavement on my tongue when Master Tim gave the leash another yank and dragged me up on my knees. He blew a load of smoke in my face and told me he wasn't done with me yet.
"Lick the rest off my cock, you worthless shit hole! Don't miss any! Dig that cum out of the piss slit with your tongue!"
I proudly and dutifully cleaned Master Tim's cock with my mouth...got every drop and savored the taste of his cum. Then, he said he had a prize for me for being such a nasty pig. He yanked my collar go make sure I was looking up at him and then I felt the warm rush of hot piss in my mouth. He must have been fighting to hold it all in this entire time because there was a lot! I was swallowing his hot gushing piss as fast as I could and was having trouble keeping up with it but then he yanked his cock out of my mouth and shot the rest of the piss all over my face and my chest. He yanked me down on all fours and pissed on my ass. It was dripping everywhere.
"Lick it up off the ground, faggot. Don't let that piss go to waste! You're lucky to get it!"
"Yes, Master!"
I was in the process of licking up the piss that was running down the pavement when I noticed Master Tim had zipped up his pants and started walking away without a word.
"You better be prepared for next time, bitch. This was just the warm-up round!" He said.
"Yes, Master!"