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Submissive John By Wolf
I grew up near Cross Lake in Shreveport, Louisiana. My parents divorced when I was very young. Of course, my mother had complete custody of the three of her children. I was the oldest of the three of us.
She had been a professional dancer when she was younger, and she very beautiful and sexy looking. I was well aware that she fucked a lot of men, and even a few women. She took pleasure in making me rock hard anytime she had a mind to turn me on. Until she remarried all of my sexual fantasies were about women, usually my mother and her incredibly hot younger sister.
When I was in the sixth grade, she married a guy named Sam. It was all very strange, here I was a 12-year-old boy just entering puberty. He was a lot older than mother, at least 50-years-old. He was incredibly handsome. When he came into the family he took charge immediately.
He was in truth a sadist and doled out old school corporal punishment at the drop of a hat. I quickly learned that I was naturally submissive. He probably whipped the three of us two or three times a week. His preferred tools were a leather belt or a cane. He would insist that we kneel before he made us beg him to spank us. (That was his word for the savage beatings we received).
Being the older brother, Sam seemed to focus most of his wrath on me from the beginning. Looking back on it now I realize he loved sex with boys my age, but at the time it made me feel that I was special to this movie star or GOD like man was taking the time and trouble to discipline me. I even got so that I began to get aroused at the thought of my next punishment and actually craved it. Over a short time period Sam ritualized my punishment.
Every Friday I would get spanked just to cover anything I might have done wrong that Sam didn't know about. These punishments were conducted privately, just the two of us. He controlled me by allowing me to kiss his feet, before punishing me. He had the looks and power of a GOD, and we were taught to submit to god's will without question, and grovel before him. We thanked him for caring about us enough to make us suffer. The ritual was an incredible turn on, so when he unzipped the front of his pants and pulled out his cock I looked up from my kneeling position and opened my mouth. He fucked my mouth, and demanded that I swallow his cum. Our Friday spankings became increasingly erotically charged for both of us.
For the first few months I was unable to have an orgasm, but I would get rock hard during the whole time. I particularly got off in groveling at his feet and begging to be allowed to suck his cock after the whipping.
Sam was obviously a sadist because he got off inflicting pain. It increased bit by bit until he would have me take off his boots and lick his smelly feet after administering a beating. He never fucked me (though he loved beating me and that continued for years), but he loved having me give him blowjobs. I started doing that every chance I got.
Over time he even took me on outings with him. Our trips were to the homes of other friends of his. They were also likeminded perverted sadists, that like young boys. They would share their boys with each other. Occasionally he would exchange me with their sons. I would have service these men any way they chose. When I was 16 years-old I was no longer Sam's favorite anymore. That honor fell, to my younger brother. That was when he exchanged me with the grandson of a 60-year-old man. Sam even gave his permission for the old man to introduce me to anal sex.
The old man had periodontal disease, so he had bad breath constantly. It was repugnant to kiss him at first, but after a short time I didn't notice his bad breath. We would jack each other off for a while before he would pull my head down to his crotch and make me suck his old cock. His was impressively endowed. It was at least eight inches long and the foreskin dangled at least a half inch beyond the head. He seemed to always have nasty tasting headcheese under the foreskin. Even the nasty taste began to be a turn on for me.
His asshole was ringed with a lot of hair. More often than not there were little balls of shit clinging to the hairs. He called them dingle berries, and he delighted in making me lick his nasty asshole clean, before sticking my tongue into his asshole. One hot humid night he told me it was time for him to breed me.
The old man loved to embarrass me by letting his wife watch me submit to his demands. The prospect of him sticking that weapon into my asshole frightened me, but I was totally submissive to any dominate male or female by that time. He had me prostrate myself across the coffee table in the living room facing the couch. His wife lifted her dress up to show me her smelly gray-haired cunt, and she pulled my head against her smell old cunt, while the old man got behind me, and skinned back his foreskin and greased up his cock and my asshole. As I feared it hurt going in. I whimpered into the smelly wet pussy while being fucked. When he ejaculated into my ass, and pulled out I felt his cum trickling down my legs. The old woman's cum made my throat raw.
That was the start of my life of being a sex slave to both men and women. When I finished school, I got married to a woman that made me into her foot slave, but that was only the start. Her father soon found out that he could make me do anything he wanted.
Her father witnessed her bossing me around many times and thought it was funny. One afternoon when she was out partying with her women friends, her father came around to keep me company. After we had a few beers he casually sat back and unfastened his pants and pulled out a respectable sized cock. "Why don't you get down on your knees and suck on junior for me Johnny boy!" How could I refuse him? I knelt before him and placed my hands on his thighs, while he supported his cock at the base with two fingers. I licked his balls before I took his cock into my mouth. I sucked him until he was about to cum, before he stopped me. He demanded that I take off my clothes and prepare to be fucked doggie style.
I got down on all fours on the floor, while he took off his pants. He squared down over my hips and guided his cock into my asshole. He fucked me like a dog. When he squirted his load into my ass he pulled out and demanded that I turn around and clean his cock. I licked and sucked his limp cock clean.
When my wife got home he bragged to her about what a tight ass I had and a sweet mouth. She had to witness him use me, so the two of them made a practice of making me gratify their needs with my mouth and ass. Her father also introduced me to his best friend.
The day he brought his friend home with him, he had me take all of my clothes off and suck their cock until they came in my mouth. They took turns fucking my ass, even my wife took part by putting on a strap-on dildo and fucking my ass. They used me as they willed, until she got tired of me and sought a divorce for incompatibly.
I have been reduced to hanging out in sleazy bathrooms looking for men to please.
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