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    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…..
  2. bivirginsub
    I had turned on my email this morning, just to see… MASTER had not emailed me, but he thought I had deleted my account. HE, however, sent me an email, titled My cock is so hungry today. Funny, my boypussy was very hungry as well. I opened the email and it said how badly he wanted to fuck me. It was a dilemma. MASTER had instructed me that only he was to arrange this. But I had deleted my account and freshly reactivated it, so I replied “I know, and I want to feel you inside me, want to feel you cum in me deeply, but I haven’t talked with MASTER in weeks”. He replied that I had to resolve that one, he just wanted to fuck. I told him I wanted to be fucked. He then said he wanted me tied to the headboard again, to which I agreed, and he explained that this time it would be different than the first time, that he has time today, that he wanted me like before, tied to the headboard, and asked me again if I still wanted him to fuck me. I replied yes, and told him I would be ready when he got here.
    I once again stripped and took the rope with the noose knots on the ends, put them behind the headboard, and pulled. I was once again trapped, and he was coming to me again. I was once again immediately hard knowing what was going to happen….
    I heard him enter the house and come up the stairs. I looked back as he entered the room, he smiled to see me exactly as before, hands secured out to the sides by the rope. He walked up alongside the bed and began stripping, I watched, he was already hard, and I saw a little drip of precum on the slit of that beautiful cockhead. He told me to look straight ahead as he climbed onto the bed behind me, I complied. I heard the lube container click closed, and felt the coolness as he smeared some on my waiting manpussy. He then came up behind me, while on my knees, and positioned his cockhead….he was not lying when he said this would be different; the previous time he had caressed my body, relaxed me a bit, it was clear that this time would be different. He began to push his cock inside of me relentlessly, hard, not gentle as he had before. I cried in pain as he opened my hole up so rough and relentless. He was not interested in allowing me to adjust to his size or his penetration into me; he snickered as he continued to force his cock into me. Once I could feel his balls resting on my cheeks he immediately began to withdraw, once again not allowing adjustment, and began to thrust in and out of me. “Oh Yeah, take it” he said as he began to fuck harder and harder. Tears ran down my face from the pain, but there was nothing I could do, I was tied and I was his. This was so far from my first times…..I was getting a taste of what I had asked for so long ago with MASTER- being someone’s property. Although this was mutual, I began to regret what I had done, responding to this man’s email….I had written I wanted him, but this….he was not interested in me other than a place to fuck and leave his cum...at that moment I realized that I had consented and made myself his willing rape victim. The tears flowed, the pain turned to numbness, and finally he ground his cock into me so deep as he filled me with his cum, that cum that was the product of his rape of me…..
    He withdrew when he was done depositing his cum deep inside me, and lifted my head by the top of my hair. “Did you tell your MASTER that I was coming to fuck you?”he asked.
    “No”, was all I could answer.
    “Well you will now. I’m going to undo your hands, we are going downstairs, and you’re signing on to your email, and you will forward him the emails from this morning. Then you’re going to come back up here and re-tie your hands, agree?”
    Thoughts of escape raced through my mind, but I was naked, and so worn down from this consented raping I had received, that I nodded my head in agreement. He loosened the noose knots on my wrists, and I complied, walking downstairs and turning on the computer.
    “Get me two more pieces of rope while it’s booting up” he ordered. He walked with me as I went and retrieved a few pieces of rope. “Tie the noose knot on one end of each”. I complied, and then signed on to my email. “Forward our emails to your MASTER”. I complied. “Now back up and tie your hands again”.
    I had a horribly sinking feeling as I started back up the stairs…that I was in way over my head. But I walked up, put the rope back on my wrists, and pulled against the headboard, tightening them and sealing my fate….
    He didn’t follow me up right away, instead I heard him typing on the computer. I was trapped, tied to my own bed, a willing rape victim for him to use. He finally came up a little while later, and without saying a word, lifted my right leg, putting the noose loop around my ankle, then doing the same for the left ankle. I must have gone flush with fear at that point, but he wouldn’t have noticed because he pulled me, by my legs, down to a laying position on my stomach. He then tied the ankle ropes around the footboard of the bed, and I was very, very helpless and immobilized. He walked up alongside the bed to check the wrist nooses, and I could see him growing hard again. That cock, growing, was still beautiful, and I could feel myself yearning for it, wanting it again, even though I knew that it was going to be simply brutal…and then he continued preparation. “You will be silent. Don’t cry out, don’t moan, don’t make a sound or you’ll be punished”. He pulled out sound-killing earmuffs. The kind I had used when shooting, and put them on my ears. I couldn’t hear anything. And he took a burlap bag, and put it over my head, so I couldn’t see anything. I was scared, terrified actually. And my body continued to betray me because I was so turned on, so hard, and so ready to have his cock back inside me, raping me again. I complied with his demand for silence as I could feel the bed shifting, as he came up behind me again. He lifted my hips and slipped a pillow under, positioning me a little more open, with the ropes all very tight. Even though I was at this point very very afraid, I began to relax, I knew the more relaxed I was the more I would be able to take him. I felt the lube smeared on my pussy again, and felt his hot cockhead at my hole. He thrust in me. Hard. All the way. There was nothing even remotely gentle, and I exhaled quickly, but didn’t make a sound. He was immediately pounding me. I can only describe it as brutal, he fucked me so hard. I went again from searing pain from the penetration to numbness, yet he kept fucking me. I know that once a man cums the first time, if able he can go for a long period the second time, but he just kept fucking me, hammering his cock into me, changing position of his legs but never pulling out. I just laid there, immobile, being used. And use me he did. Being unable to hear and see made it seem even longer, and yet he kept on pounding his cock into me. Finally he ground his cock deep inside and bred me again, leaving his rapeseed inside me for the second time. He climbed off of me and left me there, tied, immobile, and still, body betraying mind, wanting more…..
    I knew he had come back when the bed moved, shifting. I felt the cold lube being applied, and tried once again to relax, but knew that this would be even more intensely brutal than the last one; I had never personally been able to muster more than two loads in any day in many years, and he was going to rape me again. He used the same brutal penetration as the last time, ramming himself deep inside me, causing so much pain. He then immediatel begain fucking me so hard, pounding his cock inside, hammering me again like the previous fucking- I was so tired, sore, and scared, yet he pounded me mercilessly. And my body continued to betray my mind, I was rock hard and couldn’t cum, leaking precum constantly as he hammered in and out of my manpussy, waiting to take his rapeload, have him breed me yet a third time….finally he came, once again deep inside me. He pulled out and took off the hood and the earmuffs.
    “I am now your MASTER’s enforcer. If you thought this was bad, try to leave him again, faggot cumslut. Now when I untie you, you lay here for 20 minutes until you get an email. Don’t’ open your eyes, don’t move. Understand?”
    I nodded yes, and he untied my ankles and wrists. I didn’t move, kept my eyes closed. Finally I heard an email notification. It wasn’t from him, it was from MASTER….
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