grubbysubby

My Dom mate does that to me - rotates them every 15 minutes for two hours. My tits are on fire by the end

Part 7 My entire mind was focused on my arse… I could feel the man fucking me - he new how to use his dick. It was pushing all my buttons. “You like that, bitch?” he asked, giving my arse a heavy slap. “There are about fifty guys here tonight, cunt, and every one of them is going to fuck you…” he continued. I groaned. “We’re going to work those tits till they’re scabbed over and bleeding and then we’re going to pierce them. We’re going to tattoo you as our bitch,” I had no idea whether any of it was true… I just knew I had been ordered to co-operate. “I need to sit down with Ken and find out what I can do to you and what I can’t.” He picked up the pace of his fucking, slamming deep into my arse with each word. “At. Least. I. Know. I. Can. Do. This!” each word elicited a groan from me as his dick found all my sensitive spots. With a roar, the guy fucking me came! I could feel every spurt of his white hot cum as it painted the inside of my arse. I did not have long to wait till the next cock slid up my chute. My fucker removed the rag tied around my mouth and wiped his cock and balls with it and gave his rank armpits a wipe down too. As he tied the rag around my head again, I could smell the sweat and the cum from my fuck and the piss from earlier. My cock gave a lurch. “The bitch needs something on his tits,” I heard a voice say. “Breathe deeply,” I was instructed and the amyl soaked rag was held over my nose and mouth. At the same time, some nipple clamps were fixed to my nipples. They felt wonderful - I suspected the sensation would get more and more intense as the evening wore on. “I’ll set it for 20 minutes,” I heard another voice say. I was focusing on the fucking I was receiving. This dick was thinner than the previous one but longer. “Mick! I can feel your load in there!” the man shouted I presume to the bloke who had fucked me before. “Your arse is going to be overflowing. We’re going to make you drink every drop of cum that we blow up there,”Your arse is going to be full of piss and cum and anything else we shove up there,” - fuck these guys liked to talk! I groaned as his dick found the deepest parts of my arse. My dick was burping out a stead stream of pre-cum,and I was pouring sweat. I breathed deeply, enjoying the smell of my armpits. “It’s almost 20,” I heard a voice say as the popper rag was placed over my nose and mouth again. I gasped as the nipple clamps were removed from my nips and groaned as they were rotated 90 degrees and re-applied. Fuck! So that’s what the 20 minutes was for! “Feel good cunt?” a voice asked. “Hnnnnnhhhh Fuck! Yes Sir!”was all I managed to gasp as my senses were overloaded with my throbbing tits, my full arse, the pungent smell of sweat and god knows what else assailing my nostrils and the chems touring through my veins. With a roar, the man came and again I felt his load painting my insides. I felt someone forcing a plug up my arse and undoing my restraints. At least they were looking after me. The guy who had just fucked me wiped me down with the by now sodden cloth and placed it in a sealed container. “To retain the freshness!” he explained to me with sadistic smirk. He then handed me the popper soaked rag and told to take ten big huffs. My head was swimming! “Take ten more” he ordered. As I huffed he twisted and pulled the clamps on my tits. As I finished the last huff, he removed the clamps and rotated them 90 degrees and reapplied them. I groaned - this was going to fuck me up! Master Ken walked up to me and handed me some electrolyte replacement drinks and a later of water. “Drink up,” he ordered and kissed me as he worked the clamps on my nipples.

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Part 6: I concentrated on staying awake. I was petrified that I would pass out and drown in my own piss. I could hear the crowd growing in the room next door but my world was consumed by the recycling of stronger and stronger piss as the diuretic worked its magic. My mouth was dry and parched and the piss did little to relieve the discomfort. I felt someone at my wrist and a prick as someone cannulated me. I felt the unmistakable relief of fluids being administered via a drip and the dryness in my mouth disappeared in seconds. I was covered in a fresh layer of sweat as my body got more rehydrated. I felt the piss gag being removed and my face was soaked in a fresh coating of piss as the tube from my dick was pointed at my face. I then felt a butt plug being pushed into my arse and some muffled laughter as the tube was fitted to the butt plug. I soon felt the unmistakable warmth as piss flooded my arse and the warm rush as my tina-laced piss was absorbed back into my system. Damn! These guys were my kind of filthy and depraved. I had been lying there for about two hours when I again felt my restraints being undone and my blindfold removed. My arse was super full of tina piss and I was helped to a standing position and guided to the bathroom to clean up. It was a relief to get rid of the accumulated sweat and piss. I was given a toothbrush, some mouth wash etc. I was careful not to disturb the cannula and I wondered if they would re-admin me with some more tina via the cannula as well - those sorts of medical scenes really get me going too. I was feeling refreshed and very well hydrated. The door to the bathroom opened and Ken walked through the door. He walked up to me and grabbed my head in his hands and kissed me roughly - totally dominating and owning me. His hands roamed up and down my torso and took my nipples in his hands and pulled and twisted them. I felt his hands wander down to my hard dick and slowly work the catheter out of my dick. Again, it was a unique sensation and I made the mistake of reaching for his wrist. He gave me a cold stare that chilled me, but he stopped what he was doing. He refitted the wrist and ankle restraints and fitted a collar to my neck. He attached the wrist restraints and a leash to the collar, pushed me against the bathroom wall, and resumed the extraction of the catheter. Once the catheter was removed, Ken lifted a wicked-looking penis plug to my line of sight. It was ribbed and very thick and had a ring on one end to secure it to the dick once it was inserted, and a ring to go around the balls and attach to the other. I looked at it in trepidation as Ken fed my balls through the larger ring and then expertly worked the plug down my urethra. I winced as it was pushed down my dick but I knew better than to try and stop what was happening. Once it had been inserted all the way down, he started to slowly jack my dick to hardness. It was fairly uncomfortable as it lengthened and forced more and more of the rod down my piss slit. Ken then led me out of the bathroom and back into the main room of the clubhouse. The room was packed and I could smell the sweat and the beer hanging in the air. I felt my torso being forced over and my wrists and ankles were attached to what looked like a saw-horse. It left my body very exposed and I wondered what was going to happen next. A popper soaked rag was tied around my mouth again. If I breathed through my nose, I could get fresh air, if I breathed through my mouth, I got poppered up. I saw Ken in my periphery insert a loaded rig into the cannula and depress the plunger. Simultaneously, a hand pinched my nose shut forcing me to breathe through my mouth and, as the poppers had their effect and the rush from the slam built, I felt another dick plunge into my exposed arse… Round two had begun.

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Thanks @bipigboy05, I hope so too! Having said that, a grand total of 7 (so far) have liked what they read in part 5; so the people have spoken; albeit very quietly! 😂 - hopefully more people would actually like me to continue!!!

Hi guys… apologies for the delay. I kind of wrote myself into a corner with this one and I have tried to salvage it with this chapter. Writer’s block is a cunt of a thing! I hope you enjoy part 5… hopefully the creative juices are flowing again! Part 5: My senses were in overdrive. I had a metallic taste in my mouth and I coughed repeatedly. My ears were ringing. I heard activity around me but I was unsure what was going on. I was still sweating but my body temperature had been tempered by the cold water. I heard and felt clippers as they were run over my head and then my body, cock, balls and arse. Then, I felt something cool being applied to my torso and realised that I was being shaved down. I find shaving such a turn on as it is the ultimate in power exchange (apart from piercings and tattoos.) I felt a small prick in my cock and realised that I was being given Caverject or Tri-Mix. It seemed like an impossibly big dose of that was being given to me. I was then led to a sling and strapped in. My head was lower than my arse and my head, while supported, was hanging over the edge of the sling. I felt a cock nudge at my mouth and I gladly opened to accept the cock. Simultaneously, I felt a cock nudge at my hole. As the dick in my mouth grew to its full hardness, i felt the guy push further and further down my throat. I felt my air supply cut off and my gag reflex kicked in. As I choked on the huge member raping my throat, the dick at my hole started to push its way in. It was not going in easily and I realised that (a) it was huge and (b) they were not using lube. I tried to concentrate on relaxing my hole but the throat rape that I was receiving was making it impossible to do so. The cock on my throat withdrew slightly and I took a couple of heaving breaths. As it shoved its way back down my throat and I started to choke again, the dick at my hole shoved in balls deep in one massive thrust. I screamed around the cock in my mouth and felt myself break out in a fresh lather of sweat. I felt the cool of lube being applied (too late, fuckers) to my hole and the dick started its assault on my arse. Periodically, the cock assaulting my throat would withdraw and a popper soaked rag would be placed against my nose and mouth. As I heaved for breath, I could feel the poppers affecting me. My head was swimming and I was till rushing from the drugs that had been pumped into my system. I was moaning as the fucking got more intense and more insistent. With a roar the owner of the dick slammed back into my hole and I felt the warm, moist sensation of what must have been a huge load being pumped into my guts. At more or less the same time, the dick in my mouth slammed all the way down my throat and unloaded directly into my stomach. Both cocks were withdrawn simultaneously and I felt a wet tongue slurping on my hole. I love being rimmed and the tongue probing my chute was an expert at it. I felt hands grasp my hard dick which was slick with precum. A dick slapped against my lips and I tasted arse and some blood as it was inserted into my mouth “Clean me off you filthy bitch” said the voice and I realised I was cleaning off the dick that had just unloaded in my arse. As he withdrew with a satisfied sigh, I heard a voice, “Open up, cunt,” and the load that had just been fetched from my arse was spat out into my mouth. This was pressing all my buttons. Another popper soaked rag was placed over my nose and mouth and the next dick started to ease into my hole. This dude was also hung and I could feel my hole stretch to accommodate his throbbing member. I heard, “His mouth is empty, fellas,” and felt the next dick assault my throat. As the cock forced its way down my throat, I could smell the musky scent of unwashed cock and balls. Whoever this guy was, he was a filthy fucker. As the assault continued, all that I could smell was a pungent mix of sweat, arse, cock and balls. I felt hands pinch and tug at my nipples which is always a massive turn on for me. If my nipples are not scabbed over and bleeding by the end of a session, they have not been worked hard enough. I felt pegs being applied to my tits and I hissed around the cock in my mouth. Each time someone unloaded in my arse, the pegs would be taken off, rotated 90 degrees, and re-applied. In this way, they were not mauled and really hurt, but they were always sensitive and in the most exquisite pain. Between the assault on my nipples, and the random slaps on my torso, legs and butt, my entire body was a mass of red hand marks and welts as my tormentors continued their work. I lost count at 20 dicks in my arse but the train on my holes went for what seemed like hours. My hole was puffy and swollen, as were my lips. I felt a hand lift my head and a bottle was placed against my lips. I drank thirstily recognising Gatorade and the unmistakable bitterness of GHB. “If I pass out, carry on fucking me,” I managed to croak out between gulps of liquid. I was given another two tablets to swallow - one MDMA and a diuretic I was told. I relaxed back into the sling and felt someone releasing the restraints. I still head the blindfold on but it was soaked through - a mixture of sweat, saliva, cum, and fuck knows what else; a heady brew of depravity that was turning me on something rotten. I felt it being removed. “Keep your eyes closed, slut,” I was told. I was helped into a standing position and I felt the cloth being used to wipe me down from head to toe. Then it was tied around my head again and the rank smell of my sweat and piss assaulted my nostrils. I was led to a mattress and was restrained again. Someone grabbed my cock and lubed it up. “Pass me the catheter,” said a voice and I squirmed as a tube was inexorably forced down my piss slit. This was new for me - I had mucked around with sounds before, but this was a whole new sensation. At the same time, a pecked gag was put into my mouth. Someone fiddled around with the gag and suddenly my mouth was filled with piss. Fuck! They had attached my catheter to my pecker gag AND I had been given a diuretic! I was going to drinking a huge amount of piss! “Rest up, the night is only just beginning,” I heard and the crowd faded away.

Quite correct @takingdeepanal... I am back, however, and am working my way through my writer’s block to come up with the next chapter!

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Another oldie but goodie that I’m bumping up for people to read... I wish I was this slut!!!!

I recall I contracted syphilis from a partner. As I was being treated, I was asked for contact info for any other guys if slept with. I elected to contact partners myself, but I often wonder at the privacy of my sexual partners and myself in this sort of world.