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"Ready fuck slave?" my master demanded. "You'd better be". I had been dressed up by way of humiliation in glossy silk stockings held up by a garter band, and a black string thong just holding my cock and balls and riding high up my ass crack.
Led out into the dungeon, I had been fastened into a set of stocks, holding my arms fast and my head bound back by a knot tied into my hair. With my body underneath the solid oak contraption, the master spent some time releasing my balls, binding them roughly with rope and then fastening the other end to the buckles on either ankle. Tightening the rope forced me down into a squat with my legs directly under my body, knees bent and head hanging fast in the tight rubber ring of the stocks. As a prelude to the punishment I had been forced to smear my body with a foul smelling lotion that turned out to be depilatory - when I was later showered down, the thick lotion took with it all of the hair on my body, leaving me smooth all over from my neck and back right down to the crack between my legs and my balls which were now stretched tight, swollen and purple. My cock was semi-rigid, an uncertain erection coming and going, and not helped by the master laughing as he delicately painted my face with foundation and rouge, thick lipstick mascara and blusher. As a finishing touch he fastened a lustrous blonde wig over my head and stood back, evidently satisfied with his work and laughing again. "You're going to meet Susan you lucky boy. He's been with me now this time for over 3 months, servicing my needs and those of my slaves. Such a good boy he is, hates sucking cock and detests being fucked. He wriggles like a hogtied pig when I fuck him, hates it he does. But that's because he's a real man unlike you, pussy girl. And he's not been allowed to cum in all the time that he's been here. No, he's been close sometimes, rockhard cock straining away, precum dripping down his legs into a puddle on the floor, sometimes for hours. He's begged me for permission and at the end even begged to be fucked in case it gave him an orgasm, but no. In the end I had to cage his cock so that he couldn't play with it. He didn't like that, too tight he said, and he had an erection almost all of the time. He's been in the cage now for 6 weeks, peeing through the hole in the end. I've said that you can clean his cock, and that if he does what I say then he may be allowed an orgasm. He's going to love you little bitch, oh, he's really going to go to town".
I was left bound for a while as my master disappeared but had little time to wonder what was going on as he soon came back smoking a large cigar and leading a man in shackles. The man's legs were secured by a 2 foot chain around the ankles and his arms were bound fast at his side to a thick leather belt. A hood covered his head and the only other apparel covering his stout hair-matted body was a perspex cock cage. "Susan" was led up to the stocks such that his groin was in front of my face and he stood there as his shackles were removed long enough for me to inhale the sweaty stench of his crotch. His cock was clearly straining as my master unlocked the cage and it bounced forward as it was released, wet at the tip, his foreskin tight halfway down his glans, before a rugged veiny and very thick engorged shaft. "Go for it girls!" the master said, "but no cumming without my say-so".
The cock waved from side to side and I licked at it before it found my mouth and planted itself gently inside. I ran my tongue around the glans under the foreskin, and poked at the tip of his peehole. It had initially smelt and tasted of pee but I was licking it clean eagerly, a lovely rockhard hot throbbing cock. He pulled it out, some self-control I thought admiringly, and I could see precum runnlng in a stream from the tip like a lazy hose on the lawn in the summer. He held it like that for a moment, and then thrust it in a single firm movement right to the back of my throat. I could tell it was thick by the way I had to gape wide to accomodate the base, and I held my breath and relaxed my throat, letting the monster find it's place as deep as it could go. He groaned out loud and grabbed my head, thrusting in and out of my mouth. I gagged and choked and swallowed, doing my best to take it all but ending up just concentrating on surviving. He would fuck my face for a half minute at a time before pulling away and giving me a chance to rest. Sometimes he would pull out and then smear his cock over my face and slap it against my cheeks so that I felt soaked with precum and spit leaking out of my nose and mouth.
Sometimes he pulled out and lifted his cock out of the way, pushing his hairy bollocks into my mouth to suck. Once he lifted his leg up onto the stock and made me stretch to lick at his asshole before turning right around and suffocating me by sitting on my face. Only when I had forced my tongue deep into his ring did he climb off me and get back to using my mouth for his cock.
After an age he moved around behind me and started to slap my ass and finger my hole. Although relieved to be able to get my breath back, it was then that I saw the sense behind the way my master had secured my balls with rope to my ankles. I couldn't wriggle away from his rough probing fingers as every movement forward increased the stretch and the pain in my balls.
In the end,I felt Susan inserting fingers from each hand into me and pulling my ring wide open whilst spitting into it for lubrication. Laughing, I felt his fingers stretch me wider and the head of his cock between them, before they were pulled back and my arse relaxed around his glans. He paused for a moment, letting me accomodate to his hot throbbing cockhead, before starting a regular rocking motion to and fro, stretching me more with each thrust as he forced his way deeper and deeper into me. What had felt nice started to be mixed with pain and a fullness
on each thrust, heavy and warm inslde me. I started to worry that I wouldn't be able to take him all, but he laughed and groaned working his way into me until I could feel his belly against my buttocks and his full bollocks slapping up against my acheing balls. And then when he was all of the way up inside me, he started long thrusts, all the way out then all the way in again, feeling my ass gripping tightly around his cock, faster and faster. I could only hang there half squating, secured in front by the stock around my neck and arms, and behind by the cruel rope pulling my balls and lower half onto his cock. He enjoyed himself, varying his rhythm, pulling all the way out sometimes to rest, spanking my arse and chuckling when seeing the response he got by slapping my balls, before going back to fucking me, occasionally with just his cockhead, but mostly with the entire length of his sturdy cock.
In the end he had to be stopped by the master who was obviously as surprised as I was at the man who could hold off cumming when allowed to after 3 months denial. "come on" he said, "show this slave how you put a fire hydrant to shame! I thought that orgasm denial was a particularly good punishment for Susan here who normally cums enough to sink a fleet. I wanted to see how much he could store up in a week, but then I was enjoying his suffering so much that we seemed to keep it going for 12. Go on Susan, drown him!"
Susan took up position in front of my face, wiped the sticky string of precum that dangled from his urethra over my lips, and gripped his cock firmly, starting to work his foreskin backwards and forewards over his glans. I waited tensely, salivating at the thought of what was to come. Clear liquid dripped from his cock and his breathing became ragged. Within seconds his cockhead bulged and urethra gaped and a heavy tablespoon of the thickest white cum

I don't know how I ended up like this - a net ad promising control, B&D from an horny top in his forties, but here I am. He had stripped me and bound my wrists to my ankles, and then fastened a harness around my head with a large metal ring gag forcing my mouth open. With the blinkers on the harness closed, I was in darkness, sitting naked on the floor. I heard noises, doors opening and closing, shuffling, and then I was forced up, bound around the waist with a large leather belt, and forced onto a solid table or work surface. Then I felt another body next to mine, hairy legs and hard knees as someone climbed on top of me. Finally, the blindfold was taken off and I found myself staring up at the low hanging cock and balls of another bound slave.
The next part happened swiftly. A rope was strung through the slaves belt and around the rings on my gag, and then tightened. The slaves soft cock was guiided into my mouth, and then locked there, the rope holding my lips pressed up against the slaves pubis. I felt myself gagging and swallowing saliva as the cock pressed against the back of my throat and started to grow. The moment that they had secured him, I felt the master taking my cock in his hand and then the warm wetness of the other slaves mouth as my loin was fastened to the other head harness. I starting getting harder almost immediately and I could feel my co-slave bucking as he too had to deal with a cock strapped in his mouth.
We were allowed to lie there for what could have been 5 or 10 minutes as we each learnt to accomodate the cock in our mouth. We couldn't suck as such, the harness prevented us from using our lips or closing our mouths and we both had to concentrate hard on breathing and swallowing all the spit and precum. It was exciting being strapped into the 69 position and I could see my co-slaves balls tightening up and his puckered ashole clenching each time he drew a breath.
It was then that our master reappeared and standing behind my head I caught a glimpse of a very heavy cock swinging gently from side to side as he pushed first one then two fingers into the man on top of me. His cock started twitching and growing again so that I had to wriggle my head and struggle with catching my breath. It was as he pushed his cockhead up against the other guys asshole until it gave up, opened and took him in that I felt some fingers probing my ass and loosening me up. The ad had only mentioned one master, nothing about the other slave (although I wasn't upset), and nothing about two tops.
Our master had got into a steady rhythm pumping the other slaves ass as I felt a hard cock pushing against me and then sliding in. God it felt good!
They carried on fucking us hard for a good ten minutes before pulling out and swapping ends.This time I saw that the other master had a fat black cock with a curve at the end. Dizzy from the fucking we were both penetrated again, and I could hear the slave starting to moan at the same time as he started bucking his hips up and down, almost lifting my head from the table. Then as his cock twitched in my mouth, my throat was flooded with hot cum. This was too much for me, and I started cumming too, feeling the slave wriggle and gasp as he tried to swallow my load. As if this wasn't enough, the black cock pulled out of the slaves ass and pointed it's tip at my face before errupting in 4 or 5 solid squirts of hot cum. Something similiar must have happened at the other end of the table because the first master pulled out of me and I felt hot cum dripping onto my ass.
So, here I am lying, with a soft wet cock strapped into my mouth and my cock forced down some strangers throat. My hands are still bound and I can't move. We've been rolled over so that I'm now the one on top and I think my partners cock is starting to get hard again. What the 2 masters are preparing while we lie here bound, I dread to think.....


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So I was bound hand & foot with a large round gag in my mouth, kneeling at the base of a bench where another slave was tied up. The master was busy with a pessel and morter, first grinding up tablets - vlagra - and then mixing the powder into 2 scoops of ice cream.
He sucked the mixture up into a large 50ml syringe and walked over to the slave lying on the bench, slid the conical tip of the syringe into his mouth and started injecting. The slave, unaware of the drugs in the icecream, greadily swallowed it to the last drop.
. The slaves uncut cock was flaccid and sat confined in a clear plastic cage. As the minutes passed, I watched as it started to lengthen and fill the cage until the head was pressed against the end and bulging through the gaps in the plastic. The master then pulled me up by my harness and led me over to the top of the bed, positioned my knees on either side of the recumbent slaves head, and lowered my hips down so that my arse rested on the slaves mouth. I felt hot breath on my arse and then his tongue starting to lick around me and into me. His cock was rhythmically twitching inside the cage and his balls tightening up.
"I'm going to let you out of the cage and then my slave who's arsehole you're rimming is going to make you cum again and again until your balls are drained".
He unlocked the padlock around the chastity belt and the slaves cock sprang out stiff onto hls belly. The foreskin was stretched back and clear precum glistening at the tip. The master held the back of my neck and bent me forwards. I opened my mouth and sucked the hot glans into the back of my throat. The master kept a hold on my head and rocked it up and down. I sucked licked and gagged, wrapping my lips tightly around the shaft and working my tongue along its' stiffness. The slave had initially thrust his tongue as deep as he could into my arse revelling in the pleasure of being released and then pleasured, but now he was pushing away and trying to catch his breath. A mixture of saliva and squirts of precum dripped from my mouth, trickling down his balls and I felt that he wasn't far from comlng when he bucked and his cockhead swelled. Squlrt after squlrt of hot cum flooded my mouth and ran from it down the sides of his cock. I didn't even come close to swallowing all his sperm and the master pulled me around to between the slaves legs and made me lick up every drop that had spilt onto his belly and balls right down to the trlckles that had run onto his puckered sweaty arsehole.
The slaves cock, even though it had just come, was still standing stiff, rockhard and pulsing. "there's plenty more in there" he said, and once again the master pulled me to my feet before lowering me down, this time onto the slaves fierce still engorged penis. ......
I felt the slaves hot wet cockhead pushing its way into me, stretching me so that my puckered asshole gripped it tightly. My master motioned for me to rock up and down, and I did so, mllking the slaves hard cock. I rode the whole length of it, lifting myself up so that just the hot head was in me, and then grinding down and filling myself completely. Although my thighs were acheing, the master encouraged me to continue, and once more the slave started cumming, thrustlng his hips up to me and ramming himself as hard as he could deep inslde. My master lifted me off as hot cum leaked out of my arse and ordered me back onto the slaves face, his tongue feltching my dripping arsehole while I cleaned the length ot his throbbing cock with my tongue.
It was time for a break for me. I was told to put my cock in the slaves mouth and keep still whlle our master adjusted the straps and the bench on which the slave was lying. When he had finished I saw that the slaves legs had been pinioned upwards such that his ass was exposed, and a large pink vlbratring cock-sleave had been put over the slaves penis and pumped tight. I was enjoying being sucked by the slave when the master spoke again. He had taken off his jockstrap to reveat a very thick and long erect penis bound by metal cockring.
"You may be wondering why you're still hard young slave. The ice-cream was a speclal recipe and you're going to keep cumming hard for me and my slaves all night long"
At this he stood between the slaves legs and thrust the full length of his enormous cock into the slaves arse.
The slave groaned out loud - it must have hurt - and tried to pull himself away both from me and.the master, but he was bound fast and the master merely thrusted harder, laughing, and ordered me to fuck his face. As I pounded in and out the master was laughing and playing with the speed dial on the pink vibrator.
I came hard jerking as my cock pumped it's creamy cum into the slaves mouth. I tried to pull out but the master made me stay, cock softening in the slaves warm wet mouth. The slave carried on tickling my glans with his tongue so that I started to harden again, but I wasn't fully stiff when the slave's breathing quickened and he moaned, tensing and cumming again. I was then pulled off the slave, re-gagged and led away but I could see the bound slave still twitching and writhing as the pink vibrator kept on milking his cock.
Bound and collared to the wall, I watched the master fetch a third young slave who had been caged in a neighbouring room. The last thing I saw before I was blindfolded was the skinny new boy between the slaves legs vigorously working on the still hard and now inflamed cock. I was able to hear the bound slave cum at least another 3 times before he was finally released and before I tasted the ice-cream being syrlnged into my mouth....