The Domination Factor
written by Jai Lee
copyright 2020
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He quivers with anticipation.... or is it fear? It could be a little bit of both. Interesting as when talking online, this suburban white kid messaged me wanting to fulfill a fantasy of him being dominated. The story that he spun is that he's constantly in control from being the captain of his baseball team in high school, to being the oldest of three siblings, as well as manipulating and dominating his girlfriend's, so now he wants to change roles. He wants to be dominated by someone of his choosing. His "fantasy" is that of being dominated by a "strong black man", and given these times of racial and political unrest we are currently living in, he sees this as a major turn on.
His reasoning is that the oppressor is now the oppressed. He expressed how much it turns him on to think of surrendering his white privilege, surrendering his manhood, and becoming a submissive whore to a dominant black man. I thought his rationale was bullshit to be honest.
Me: You do know that sounds like a crock of shit, right? Basically, you're wanting to fulfill your stereotypical role of a BBC fantasy.
Him: But you would still be in control. You could blackmail me with pictures. You could hold them over my head with threats that you'd send them to my parents, to my frat brothers, and even my girlfriend.
Me: This is some crazy white people shit. You're still in control because it's a fantasy of your choosing, so how much are you really letting go?
Him: You taking pictures of me in compromising situations robs me of control.
This kid was good.... too bad I was clever. The wheels in my mind began turning ever so slowly. I could even hear the gears grinding as I thought about the ways that I could turn this to my advantage?
So fast forward to the present time. Here is this young white guy laying on his stomach, handcuffed to a bed. In height, he's about 5 feet 10 inches tall. His claims about playing baseball ring true as he has a very athletic build. Muscular arms, broad shoulders, a flat stomach, and a muscular back. His ass was round and firm, and his thighs were solid. The calves in his legs were muscular and he had some beautiful feet.
The bottom of his feet were very smooth and soft, and his toenails were neatly trimmed. As a whole, he looked like he stepped out of an Abercrombie and Fitch ad from the early 2000's. His short brunette colored hair was a bit tussled at the top as his bangs hung over his forehead.
The bedroom was dark save for the light from the street lamps shining in through the window. He told me his name was Ryan, but from his driver's license it was really Andrew McDowell, age 21. Andrew is in his senior year of college. He is a big brother within his frat, and well known around campus.
So maybe this is why he was shivering.
Andrew: How did you know my name?
Me: I stalked you. Pretty easy to do nowadays with the help of a Google search, reverse phone number lookup, and me writing down your license plate number. And then there's Facebook. Everybody stalks Facebook profiles. I know that you once had a three way in high school with your baseball coach and his wife.
Andrew's eyes widen with shock and surprise.
Me: You did say that you wanted me to hold things over your head, right?
Andrew: Yeah bro, but only about this shit.
I walk over towards him and squat down in front of him.
Me: You have zero control. See, I know all about your little rich boy drug schemes, selling pills on campus. Your frat house has also been home to many drug fueled orgies, and there was that little incident where a female freshman passed out from a cocktail mix of pills, coke and booze, and you and four other guys ran train on her while she was unconscious. Or what about the Asian 15-year-old guy that was a runaway and how you and two of your frat brothers chained him up in the basement of the frat house and used him as a sex slave over the Fourth of July weekend last year?
Andrew: What the fuck? How did you know that?
Me: It's truly amazing the things that people will tell when a gun is held to their heads. Ask your friend Tim. After being kidnapped and held at gunpoint for a few hours he sang like a canary, especially when he was paid money to keep his mouth shut.... well really, he was kidnapped, pistol whipped, fucked, and then paid. Young sir, you have no idea of what you've gotten yourself into. You thought you were going to have total control over this sordid fantasy and walk away clean?
From deep within the pit of my stomach this maleficent laughter erupted. Hell, even I didn't know that I had it in me. I looked into Andrews eyes and all I saw was fear.
Me: Don't worry.... this won't hurt.... much.
For Andrew's first round of torture I provided to him, was to be fucked by a big black dick. But it wouldn't be mine. Actually, it would be six dicks fucking this little white twink bottom. Two black dicks, two white dicks, an Asian dick, and a Puerto Rican dick. All from various backgrounds. The men were advised that they had to use condoms, no bareback, and they all were tested for not only any sexually transmitted diseases but for Covid-19 as well.
The bedroom door opened and in walked a muscular guy in his late thirties who looked like he just stepped fresh out of prison. He was built like the Incredible Hulk and his dick was as big as a tree trunk. He greased up Andrew's ass with lube, before rolling on a condom. In a matter of seconds, Andrew was screaming in agony as the Hulk basically beast fucked the poor kid for about twenty minutes straight. I could tell the pain was excruciating, but the guy continued to plow Andrew's bubble ass until he apparently came.
Once he was finished, a red neck white guy in his forties walked in. He had a mister clean bald head and a thick beard. He had a football player's build, and his dick was a nice size. He too fucked Andrew in his ass roughly, but when the time came for him to cum, he removed his condom and jerked off in Andrews hair. Weird.
Next up was a sexy Puerto Rican, who looked to be in his twenties. He ate Andrews ass for a good ten minutes before he fucked him for another ten minutes. He came on Andrew's back.
After him, an older Asian gentleman in his fifties who I think was a banker. This guy was a certified freak. He licked the bottoms of Andrew's feet, before sucking each of his toes. At one point I thought he was going to chew off Andrew's big toe. From there he violently fucked Andrew in his ass, as he thrusted his cock balls deep inside of Andrew, and fucked the guy pretty hard. At the time of him coming he in turn removed his condom, jacked off and then ate the glob of cum that he squirted from his dick into the palm of his hand. He did this standing in front of Andrew, and it grossed both of us out.
The fifth and sixth fuck for Andrew was actually two guys. One black one white. They were a couple in their late forties. I removed the handcuffs from Andrew as the two had their way with him. By this time Andrew was pretty delirious and possibly traumatized from being fucked so viciously and ruthlessly by the other four guys, and these two were no different. The black guy laid Andrew on his back, spread his legs as wide as he could and shoved his massive cock inside of him. This guy stood around six foot three inches tall of pure muscle and a voracious sexual appetite. His boyfriend was just as tall, just as built, and just as hot. They both took turns fucking Andrew on his back and then on his stomach.
The black guy literally fucked Andrew's throat as he shoved his massive chocolate covered dick in Andrew's mouth and literally fucked him that way. Andrew gagged a few times. Meanwhile the white guy ate Andrew's ass and then fucked him as his boyfriend fucked Andrew in his mouth.
The kink came when both gave Andrew a golden shower by pissing on him before the two jacked off and came in his face and on his chest and stomach. Once they dropped their last load onto Andrew's now unconscious body that was covered in semen and piss the two exited the room.
All of this was caught on tape by me as per Andrew's wishes. Once the couple cleaned up and left, I stopped the camera. I then put on gloves and a face mask. I wrapped Andrew's body inside a sheet and carried him into the bathroom where a tub filled with a hot bubble bath and rubbing alcohol awaited him.
After allowing his body to soak and then washing him off, I removed him from the tub. By then he had regained some consciousness. I rubbed some rubbing alcohol over his body and in between his butt cheeks. He tensed a little bit. From there we walked to another bedroom in my home and I laid Andrew in bed.
One of my guys came into the bedroom carrying a tray with a glass of water in it. He dropped a pill into the glass which caused the water to bubble and fizz.
"Andrew". I say loudly. "Here, drink this."
Andrew takes a sip of the fizzing water.
"Drink it all bro." I reply.
Andrew downs the glass before passing out. From there, we both wrap Andrew's naked body inside a white sheet and carry him down stairs. Parked in the back of the house is Andrew's car and an SUV. My guy places Andrew's body in the back of the SUV still wrapped in a sheet.
Once I'm inside Andrew's car I notice it's pretty messy. In the back seat there were piles of papers and some empty pill bottles, of which was no surprise being that Andrew was given some of his own supply which knocked him unconscious. Once I put the car in drive, I then drive off with the SUV following me. In about twenty minutes we pull up in front of Andrew's frat house.
My guy parks the SUV. We both get out of the vehicles. I'm carrying Andrew's belongings which consist of blue jean shorts, flip flops, a t-shirt, his car keys, wallet, and his iPhone. My guy gathers Andrew's still unconscious body wrapped inside the sheet and carries him from the back seat of the SUV and places him on the front porch of the frat house. I lay his belongings next to him and we then leave.
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The next morning sees a beautiful sunrise on campus. As student bodies decorate the campus in fewer numbers than usual and wearing face masks due to the covid-19 outbreak, a few walk by and snap pictures in front of The Kappa Alpha Omega Frat House.
The front door of the frat house opens and out walks Andrew's frat brother Tim and two other frat brothers wearing face masks. Upon walking out onto the front porch, the trio looks down and burst into laughter.
Tim: Yo Andrew! Wake up!
Frat Brother: Is he dead?
The third frat brother kicks Andrew.
Tim: Bro, get up!
Andrew slowly stirs, and then opens his eyes. Initially his vision is blurry but soon he finds focus.
At first, he looks around then slowly raises up.
Andrew: Dude, how did I get out here?
Tim: That's what I was going to ask you.
Frat Brother: Come on bro' let's get you up before you end up on the front page of the school newsletter.
The guys help Andrew inside the frat house while from a distance someone is watching.
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Two days later as Andrew is in the campus library working on an assignment on his laptop, he receives a text message. Clicking on the message he discovers a video message with scenes from the previous two nights where Andrew was handcuffed to the bed getting fucked by the couple. The scene ignites memories Andrew tried to forget. Another text message then appears.
"Now that you're broken in, get ready for round two. I'll send instructions where to meet tomorrow night. If you don't show up, this video goes viral. See ya soon."
Andrew's eyes water a little as he wonders what has he gotten himself into?
At that moment, Andrew's girlfriend Katie walks over to his table.
Katie: Hey Andrew what's up? You look like you've seen a ghost.
Andrew: Huh? Oh uh.... just a crazy text one of the guys sent me.
Katie: Oh lord, no telling what that is.
Andrew: It's nothing, you hungry?
Katie: Starving.
Andrew: Let's head over to the Cafe on Campus.
Katie: Fine with me.
Andrew closes his laptop as he gets up from his table. He packs his laptop inside his backpack. He smiles at Katie who smiles back. The two hold hands as they walk out of the library.
In the distance the couple is being watched, and soon Andrew receives another text message:
"She's very pretty. I bet her pussy tastes good. Maybe one day I'll find out. LOL"
Katie: Is that Tim again?
Andrew: Yeah, he's being an asshole.
Katie: What's he saying?
Andrew: Nothing babe.
Andrew kisses Katie on the cheek and the two continue walking hand in hand, not realizing they're being followed.
the end.