I opened Master’s email and felt myself go flush in my face as I read it….

Hello slave

You now should have an understanding. That you are my property. I don’t care about you, you’re the flesh keeping my boypussy for me. What happened today is simply a lesson of what will happen for further noncompliance. You will email every day to check in, and be ready to take my pussy wherever I decide you will take it, for use however I want it used. Reply that you understand or there will be another lesson, slave.

I was dripping cum from MASTER’s pussy, and so sore from the consented raping I had just endured. But I was also so turned on, MASTER was truly taking control of me….

I replied. “I understand”.

The next morning I signed on to check in as ordered by MASTER. There was already an email from MASTER waiting. I opened it.

FAGGOT,

You will take my pussy to ********, the local bath house. Be there at 10 am. HE will be waiting there for you, already paid and checked in. You will follow his instructions. Plan on 3 hours. Today is your lesson in being a whore.

I prepared myself, and went to the bath house, arriving just before 10 am. As I entered and approached the front desk, HE was just off to the side, in the doorway, naked. HE motioned me to follow him, which I did. As we walked down the hall, HE said to me “you don’t say anything. To anyone.”. I followed, not saying anything. We turned into the locker room. “Strip and hand me your clothes.”. I complied, silent. As I handed HIM my clothes, I noticed that HE had become hard, and I had also become hard as I stripped. HE took my clothes and placed them in the locker with HIS, shut the door and spun the lock. HE turned around.

“On your knees and suck me”. I complied, dropping to my knees, right there, and taking HIS hard cock in my hand, then opening my mouth, taking him in. I sucked HIM, working up and down HIS shaft. “That’s enough, get up”, HE said after a short time, and as I rose I saw another man standing there, hard, stroking his cock. He had been watching us; watching me suck HIM.

“Follow me”, HE said, and I complied, following a few feet behind HIM. We walked down the hall, down some stairs, through a few doors, and stopped in front of one. A sign on the door said occupied, but HE reached for the knob and opened the door. “In” HE said to me, and I complied, entering. The light was off, but as I walked in HE turned it on. The room was small, about 8 by 10 feet. There was a single bed mattress in the far corner. HE spoke from the doorway.

“Your master made you an account on a dating site. He advertised you as an escort. He figured it would take a week to get enough interest to put a session together but it took two hours for him to get enough dates to make this worth his effort and mine. Here. (throws a tube of lubricant on the bed) I’ll be outside the door. I’ll come in and tell you when you’re done.” And with that, he shut the light off and closed the door.

I stood there, naked, in the pitch black room, sinking feeling settling in on me, yet my cock was as hard as it could be. Not only am I MASTER’s slave, I’m his prostitute, I thought to myself as I shuffled along toward the back of the room and the mattress. I reached it with my toes, and turned and sat down on the mattress as my mind raced….”what am I doing? How could I have let myself get to this? It may have been a fantasy, but this reality is so scary”….all thoughts, yet I remained so excited and hard…it seemed like forever, then the door opened. I will write account of the most notable of the men who used me that day, but in all there were more than I could keep track of…..

I squinted as the light flooded in and a man entered and turned on the light. He was older, probably in his mid-50’s, and just like everyone else in the bath house, naked. He was overweight, probably weighed at least 250, with a big belly. And hairy. On his chest, leading down to his hairy bush around his semi-hard cock. He walked over to me and positioned himself standing in front of me, his cock right in my face. I knew what he wanted, and opened my mouth, licking his cockhead, directing him into my mouth with my tongue. “Oh yeah”, he said, and instantly his cock began to grow hard much faster, in my mouth. I was so turned on by this, I sat on my hands and kept sucking him in, deep, then back out as he became fully hard. I licked under his cockhead and down his shaft to his balls. He stepped back and lowered himself to his knees, taking me and turning me around on my knees. He spent a few seconds with the lube (at this point I wished I had taken some lube and prepared myself, but too late), then pushed me down flat on the mattress. He spread my legs and I felt him begin to position his cock, the lube was cold, but his hot cock quickly warmed it. He pushed forward, not gently, but not hard, and penetrated quickly. He was not as big as HIM, and my boypussy had somewhat recovered from the day before though a bit tender feeling. He began fucking in a rhythm, quicker than HE had fucked me. He lay himself down on me, pressing me to the mattress with his whole weight…I felt crushed under him, and he kept his fuck rhythm. He finally pushed in and held himself, and I could feel him cumming inside me. He quickly got up and off of me and as he walked out of the room he turned off the light and closed the door, once again I was in total darkness.

The door opened again after a few minutes, and in walked a man in his mid-40’s, who was in decent shape. Not overly muscular, normal build. Not too hairy. Already very hard, not a big cock at all. He motioned me to turn over and said “on your knees”. I complied. He knelt behind me, lubed, and immediately entered and began fucking me. He fucked like a rabbit; really quickly. In just a few minutes he withdrew, he had cum while fucking me. He stood and left, again turning out the light.

The pattern was the same for the next few men, they came in, turned on the light, had me positioned how they liked, and fucked me. Then, in came one I couldn’t believe…

The light turned on and the walker wheels came in first. The man had to be in his 80’s, if not older. He was old and wrinkled, and I wanted to cringe….but didn’t. I knew MASTER would be disappointed, and really didn’t want another “lesson” from HIM. He used his walker to get over to the bed, and got in front of me, and moved forward slightly. His cock hung just above the walker bar, the head actually touched it. “Suck me, it’ll make the Viagra work”, he said, and I got on my knees and leaned forward. I had never sucked a completely soft cock before, let alone such an old cock; it smelled old, tasted old, but I took it all in and began to suck, working that soft cock. Within a few minutes it began to get hard, and didn’t feel so old any more. He moaned, I continued to suck on him, taking him in and out of my mouth, and then he came….tasted old as well. “Swallow” he said, and I complied. He turned his walker slowly, and got out of the room slowly, turning off the light as he went.

After a few more men entered, used me, and left I lost track. I only focused on the door opening, the light coming on, pleasing the man who entered as I was told, and then the man leaving, light going out again. I sucked, was fucked, and took so many loads, in my mouth, so many inside my ass that I leaked as I sat on the mattress and waited, I felt the puddle of cum forming under me as I kept sitting in the same place.

Finally HE opened the door and turned on the light. “I’m your last trick faggot whore, your MASTER told me I get a freebie for watching the door. Get on your back and put your legs up”. I complied, and as I raised my legs I leaked cum, felt it running out and down, which made HIM smile. HE was already hard and dripping precum, and HE could see I no longer needed lube, so HE grabbed my legs, held them high, and positioned HIMSELF, and entered. HE pushed deep, and quickly began hammering me, holding legs up in the air. HE then threw my legs on my shoulders and leaned forward, pinning me down to the mattress as HE pounded into me. HE came deeply and then got off of me. “Let’s go”, HE said and I followed as HE led me back to the locker room, cum running down the insides of my legs. I was given my clothes and HE simply said “dress and leave, check your email when you can”. I put on my clothes without cleaning, the cum immediately showing through as wet spots on my pants. I walked out of the bath house and got in the car, and checked email. There is was, email from MASTER.

Slave,

Now you know what it’s like to be a prostitute. And I know your earning potential. This was an audition today, I think you’ll be a full-timer now. I had many more requests that I didn’t allow because it was just an audition, but that’s changed now. I’m your manager. HE is your pimp. And you, you’re our money-maker. Sound good faggot? Reply correctly or another lesson is coming…

(He attached a link, and I opened it. There I was, or should I say, there was my ad. Pictures I had sent MASTER. Face and all, doing everything I had done for him dildos, plugs, drinking piss….And my price: I was worth $250 a fuck for my MASTER. The ad specified that I would only be available on certain days to be posted, and the next one was already listed; the coming Friday, 3 days from now….)

I hit “reply”, typed yes MASTER, and got both an excited and scary sinking feeling as I hit send, knowing that Friday was coming fast…..