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Hi to all, I know it's could seem just dumb fantasy but I would love to be taken , kidnapped and convert into a breed bitch in unknown place by masked dominants group, making my tight ass their plaything while I'm tied by 4 limbs and totally at their mercy, blindfolded and gagged. I wonder how many time my brain could be rebel before full submission...and loving it. Forgive me if i shock some of you.- 5 replies
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My name is Gabe, I am a poor college kid who is always looking for places to get money. I have donated blood, plasma and applied for several studies. I was searching for a study and could not find one and suddenly I opened an email about a study that was testing sex and brain waves. It said it paid top dollar. I answered the email and asked for more information. The email back asked the following: 1) Gay, Straight or Bi? 2) Ever have sex without a condom? 3) Currently on any medications? 4) Neg. You will be paid for each session, based on your answered you will be sent another questionnaire or a disqualification letter. I sent off the answers. I disclosed that I am bi, I have twice in the past two years fucked without a condom and I am not currently on any medications and yes, I am neg and clean from all std’s. I half expected to get an email back that I was rejected. A day later I received another email that I made it to phase two: It stated that all participants have been fully screened and tested regularly and the texting will go for six weeks three times a week, although you may participate more you will be required to participate three times minimum a week. The study will gauge your brain waves as you have sex. We have male female groups and all male groups, please register for one of the groups below. 1) Would you like to be in the male/female groups or in the male group? 2) Comfortable with bareback since all participants have been tested? 3) If the original group, you requested would you be open to joining the second group? It took me a minute to respond but after rereading the first email I decided to respond. I picked the straight group and yes, I was good with bareback. I agreed to go to the male group if the straight group was full. I opened the email and it read” Congratulations, you have been accepted into the group and since your first choice was full you have been placed in the male group. When you have sex with men are you a top, bottom or versatile? My email back asked when this would start, and I am versatile but more of a bottom. The next day an email shot back, that read good, you have been placed in the study as a bottom. You received the last open slot, and the study is now full. Your presence will be needed at your orientation on Tuesday. Please come cleaned out and ready for your first experience. You will be paid $100.00 for this first visit. I was excited, it looked like I could make $300.00 a week and that kind of money would change my life and even more if I participated more. I could not wait for Tuesday to get here and when it finally did, I cleaned up and out and headed over to what looked like an abandon building and entered door C of this old warehouse. It was built out like an office and there were other guys in there filling out paperwork but when I registered and gave my license and filled out a form I was escorted back to a room. In came a guy in a white coat like a doctor. He asked me to get undressed and did not even give me a robe. He checked me out, took my blood and examined my penis, balls and hole. He said there would be study medication and you can take it anally or intervenes. If you do anally you will receive $50.00 each visit but if you, do it intravenously you will receive $100.00. You will also have no limit the number of guys fuck you each night, but you will only get paid for a max of four a night. Each guy who cums inside you will ad $25.00 to your total for the night. You will be paid in cash at the end of the night. He then attached electrodes to my head and put a cap on me and then shared that I would be blindfolded for all experiments and the wave lengths would be taken on my brain activity. I thought this was weird but really needed the money. He led me into a large room, and it had a fuck bend and he placed me in it and restrained me and pulled the cap down over my eyes and then handed me a call button. He explained that I could hit the button once if you want another cock and twice if you are ready to go home for the night. The guy left and I pressed the button once, a guy came in and lifted my head and fucked my mouth and then went back and began to eat my ass and I love my ass eaten. He was good at it, and he made me moan and then he lubed up his big dick and slide it inside me and he was bigger than I had taken in a while, but I eventually got used to it and he fucked me for five minutes and shot his load inside me. He came back and make me clean his dick and left. I waited till he was gone and hit the button for number two. This guy just came over to my ass and lubed up and fucked me for ten minutes nice and slow and then he picked it up and eventually shot his load inside me. He felt amazing since the first guy and opened me up. I hit the button again and the next guy came in and he pulled up my head and kissed me and asked me to hit the button again. He said a buddy of his was next in line and he wanted to share me with him. I hit it and I felt hands on me and the guy who kissed me said, you are one lucky boy. He Stood up and fed me his cock had to be 9” and it was thick, and he fucked my mouth and then told his buddy it was his turn and he wet to my ass and slide slowly his big dick inside me. He fucked me for five minutes while hid buddy kissed me and then slides his dick in my mouth and this fucker must have been 11 inches. The first guy said, you want some of this tight ass. The new guy said fuck yea. they traded places and the first guy came over and started feeding me poppers as the new guy slowly inched his dick inside me and fuck no one has ever been that deep inside me and once he bottomed out the guy feeding me poppers said, I did not want you to miss out on that big dick boy. They fucked me for an hour trading off and on and finally both blowing their load deep in me and leaving. I was worn out and needed a break so I hit the button twice and a guy came in and unfastened me and told me hot to get to the showers and that my cash would be waiting for me at the front desk. I showered up and headed to the front desk and got my cash. The woman there handed me a note from the second to last guy. I am not supposed to do this but one of your guys really likes you and wants you to get in touch with him. I thanked her and told her I was not say a word. I put his number along with the appointment card in my pocket, I needed to be back her on Thursday. I tried to schedule for Wednesday, but they were all out of slots and she booked me for Thursday, Friday and Saturday. She said that was as far out as she could book. I went home and thought I should be satisfied but I was still horny, so I text the guy. I just said Hi, you fucked me at the study tonight. He sent back a text that read, you are a hot little bottom. I need more of your ass boy, want to come over? I hesitated but text him that I was still horny and sure. I had no idea what he looked like, but I needed him to fuck me. I arrived twenty minutes later, and he answered the door, he was a rally good looking blonde guy, tall and lean and he asked me in and then leaned down to kiss me. He said he was glad that I came over and he wanted me to himself sometime, but a couple buddies stopped by, and he asked if I would blow them. I said yes and when I went in, they were already watching porn, straight porn. I got in front of the hottest one and began to suck his dick and he was moaning and then moved over to the other guy who had the bigger dick, but he was not hot. I sucked him while the good-looking guy repositioned me so he could watch porn and breed me, and he proceeded to fuck me till he came and got dressed and left while the other guy took his place and fucked me and show inside and left. My new fiend came over and lead me to the bedroom and at my hole and then fucked me and after an hour we fell asleep, and I awoke with him fucking me again in the morning and shooting inside me. I slept through my morning classes but make it to the afternoon classes and I got another text from my hot blonde. Hey babe, it was hot last night. If you are not busy how about you come by tonight? I text him that I was tired from being up last night and he said no worries if you change your mind, I am sure I can give you a boost, so you are not tired anymore. I had never been fucked so much in my life and I was horned up talking to this hottie and I told I could come over at 7 tonight. He said perfect babe. David, I later found out his name sent a text to a group of guys and four of them responded. The two straight guy from last night and two other guy one straight and one gay. The gay guy was the huge dick from Tuesday. It happened like before but this time he kissed me at the door and then pulled my shorts down and lubed up my ass and slide one and then another shard in my ass and then proceeded to kiss me. I started to get warm and hornier, and I was no longer tired, and he told me the straight guy needed my mouth and ass and I walked in and started to suck the big, dicked guy first and then the hot guy and the big, dicked guy fucked me ten minutes and shot his load in me. Then the good-looking guy used me calling me a whore and slut and I loved him inside me and once he was done, he made me clean him off and then spit in my mouth. I swallowed it instinctively. My hot buddy came over and kissed me and fucked me for twenty minutes and shot his load inside me and then put me on all fours and told me to stay like that and put a blindfold on me. The huge, dicked guy from Tuesday had arrived and he mounted me and slide his huge dick inside me as my new friend fed me poppers and I moaned and whimpered as this guy brutalized my hole and then finally came inside me. He fed me his dick and I sucked him clean and the told me I was becoming a better bottom. Keep up the good work you little whore. He then left and the blonde guy told me what a good bottom I was. He told me I should go home, unless I wanted more cum. If so, I have a buddy who would like you to stop by, he does not live far from here. I was getting dressed and he text me the address as if I was going even though I had not said I was. I left and he text that the guy would have a blindfold on the door handle, and I was to come inside, undress and put the blindfold on and he would come and get me. I was almost to his place, and I half wanted to turn back but I kept walking and got to a really nice place and went to the door and there was a blindfold, and I went in and got undress and put the blindfold on and a guy appeared and said, we are lucky to have you tonight. I almost told him no I had to go since I had only thought it was one guy, but I was already there, and he had already started to guide me through his place to a bedroom. He placed me on the bed and another guy got in front of me and fed me his cock and a third guy got behind me and slide his cock inside me and fucked me for four or five minutes and shot inside me. In the end I had taken five more loads and the guy guided me back to the door and told me to wait a minute and then I could take the blindfold off and get dressed and leave. Then he whispered, great fucking ass, you make a great cum dump. I got dressed and left and wondered what the fuck I was doing. I went home and promised I would not fuck outside the study again. I tried to jack off but I could not get my dick hard so I rolled over and fell asleep.- 22 replies
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A total slut submissive bottom visiting Toronto on 17 18 19 December 2021. I plan to attend my first ever CumUnion at Steamworks on 18 Dec 21. I also want to try my first ever booty bump. Anyone interested please message me and I will share more details.
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That morning I woke with an all consuming urge like none that I had ever felt before, as soon as I opened my eyes I knew that I needed to be fucked and bred that day. I rolled over in bed and reached behind me to rub a finger over my furry pucker, it slipped easily a little way inside my hole. I could feel the sticky warmth of the load that had been deposited in my hole the night before. I slid my finger in deeper and looked at the boy laying naked next to me. He was this cute closeted twink from three doors down, he had shown up at my door late last night drunk saying his girlfriend had ditched him at a party and he needed to blow his load. Until that night we had been condom only, I had been condom only with everyone, but I was out of condoms and we were both horny so we went for it anyway. The sex was perfunctory, the load was huge, warm, and life changing. I pressed my finger against my prostate and let out a low moan. The twink slept on. Being fully aware that my finger would never satisfy the lust I was feeling that day I got out of bed, pulled on a pair of briefs that were laying on the floor and walked over to my desk. I opened my laptop, pulled up the web browser and stopped not really sure what to do next. I pulled up craigslist and typed out a hasty ad. Bottom boy looking to get bred, can host or travel. Send pic to receive reply. I attached a mirror shot of myself showing my body and my ass but not my face and after just a moments hesitation clicked post. Then I clicked over to Adam4Adam and started editing my profile: changing my practices to anything goes, and my sexual role to bottom from vers. The twink stirred in my bed and then looked at me bleary eyed. “What time is it?” he said. “Like ten am.” “Shit I gotta go,” he got up and got dressed. As he crossed to the front door of the apartment he turned and said, “I’ll… um… I’ll text you.” I clenched my ass a little and felt his load in my hole, my cock throbbed. I moved with my computer back to the bed and typed in “Gay bareback porn”. The sheer volume of search results was over whelming but one stuck out to me: Treasure Island Media. I scrolled quickly through their films and then after a few minutes on a ******* site had several downloading. I rubbed my finger over my hole again feeling a little cum leaking out. I had just started watching “The Breeding of Ian Jay” when my phone chirped that I had a new email, almost at the same moment my computer rang with the familiar tone of a new message on Adam4Adam. I opened the email first. “Still looking?” was all it said and included three pictures. The first of a tall blonde man standing on mountain trail somewhere, the second of the same man in a bathroom with just a pair of short running shorts on revealing a thin lean muscular body and a generous dusting of light brown hair, and the third and most intriguing of the bunch was of a thick veiny cock nestled in a thick cropping of light brown pubes. I immediately replied, “YES!” and included my phone number. Adam4Adam presented me with another equally appealing prospect: a smile from a 29 year old muscle bear cub with an eight inch cock. His main picture was just of his muscular furry torso in a leather harness, his private pics which he had unlocked included a pic of his strong handsome face, a pic of his massive Italian cock (I guessed at his ethnicity based on his screen name being theItalianStalion) and a pic of his thick chunk of man meat sunk raw, halfway up some dude’s ass. “Hey, what’s up?” I replied to him and waited. My phone was the first to go off. “Hey it’s Jeff, when can I breed that boyhole. I’m free till 1.” “Now.” “Address?” What the hell was I doing, I knew nothing about this man other then what he looked like, and that was assuming he looked like his pics and I was about to send him my address and let him fuck my ass? I sent him my address. “On my way, be there in 20.” My hole twitched and I felt a little more cum escape. What if he’s turned off by that? I panicked a little. “I already have one load in my ass, I hope that’s alright…” “Only one, I would have guessed more ” Then after a moment, “When did you get this load?” “Last night at like 4am” “You showered yet?” “No, but I can take one really fast.” “Don’t. I’ll text you when I get there.”
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A notepad and pen splash down in the mud next to me (I say mud that’s cos I try not to think about what it really is!) His voice called down from above “Write down how you ended up here and, if you dare, what you think will happen next” The trap door shut with a slam as it dropped in to place, leaving just a few shafts of light drifting down in to the pit. I groped in the ‘mud’ for the pen, finding it I wiped it on my leg. Picking up the notebook it was a lined junior school style one with a plastic cover. That had kept most of the pages dry. Over my time here, I had learnt not to hang around, not to speak unless told to and most of all to do what I am told! Resting the notebook on my knee I opened the first page and thought about how to start... Where am I now? I am somewhere on the west coast of the USA, I don’t know more exactly than that. The man who thrown the notepad down brought me here to this cabin in the woods. In the time I spent above ground I have not heard another person, a car or any other sign of human life. I did not get to spend much time above ground as my first job was to dig this pit. I sit at the bottom of a earthen pit about 15 foot deep and 7 foot square, I dug a few ‘shelves’ in to the earth walls that hold the few items I have been given. Over the top of the pit is an old fashioned out –house with the open shitter lined up to the center of the pit. The wooden floor has a trap door in it and the floor boards have gaps that let in some light. Digging the pit was hard work but the nights in his dog’s kennels made me want to finish the pit as soon as possible to escape their teeth, claws and, worst of all, their big dicks…. Who was I? I was in my mid 40’s when I started on the path that would lead me here. 6”2’ 220lbs at the time although I would guess I am nearer 90lbs now. I used to have a flattop or high and tight as I have heard it called. Very much a bear with a big red beard, and very much a sub. There are very few things more frustrating than being a big guy who’s a sub. Tops want little guys they can throw around! It was that frustration that caused me to post more and more extreme profiles online being very clear about what I wanted. I needed to be used like a bitch, no limits, no options and no way out. Well that’s what I thought but you know the saying be careful what you wish for! How I ended up here, this is going to take some explaining! My profiles got me plenty of interest but the 1st law of the Internet applies! The hornier the guy is, the further away he will be! I was based in the Midlands of England and the tops were in the USA or Australia! Still it meant they were safe to express the wildest and darkest desires. I got chatting to this hot bear on the West Coast of the USA 6”4’ over 240lbs lovely salt and pepper beard cut close and eyes that burned out of the screen. We seemed to be egging each other on looking for a way to shock the other. Nothing was off limits in the chat but what the hell it’s just talk. It’s not like he is going to come to England and kidnap me! I was safe or so I thought. As such chats on sites like Growlr sometimes go it would be a while between chatting but we took up where we left off. After about a year of this chat and others with very little actual meets I was a very frustrated pig. Don’t get me wrong I was getting action just not as hard as I wanted or needed. I was getting fisted at least twice a month and taking as many raw loads as a pig can get. I had a dull job with a large company, when they needed someone to go to the office in the states for 2 months. No one else wanted to go! Let’s face it the destination of Philadelphia did not help and they all played the wife and kids cards, that left Mr Single! The idea of being stuck away from what sex I can get and dumped in a strange city was not something that filled me with joy. Work were pushy making it clear that it was not really an option not to go if I wanted to have a future in the company. So off I want, doing the usual updates on the cruising sites announcing travel plans hoping to get some action. 2nd Law of the Internet, Guys you chat to online vanish when you hit their city! The first 6 weeks passed without much exciting happening a couple of encounters in the local ‘bath house’ but it was even tamer than England! One night cruising Growlr I saw my West Coast Bear. We picked up where we left off, he asked how I was enjoying Philadelphia, and I said that work was nearly as dull as the bathhouse! He replied saying I am lucky I was not on the West Coast or you would not make it back to England. He always knew what button to press. I was rock hard at the thought but I still thought it was safe, after all he was nearly 3000 miles away! We chatted about the serviced apartment work had put me in, nice place but in 6 weeks I had hardly seen anyone except by the pool at the weekend. With the company invoicing my company directly I did not have to worry how much it was costing them. He also asked me about my flight back in two weeks, British Airways Business Class the flight over had been heaven! Making up for the hellish trip from Birmingham to London. With only one flight a day, back to Heathrow it would mean a night there before the train back up to Birmingham. “Sounds like a long trip “ he said “bet you wish you did not have to go back”. “Yes” I said and I meant it! The chat drifted off after that and the next two week plodded on with not much to happening and not seeing my Hot West Coast Bear online again no really kinky chats. WEDNESDAY and my final day in the USA! The goodbye drinks with the boring straights had been Monday Night, Tuesday was my packing day with the flight at midday on Wednesday. If I am being honest I was done with the states and ready to get home! All packed, with my bags by the door I started using up the Jack Daniels. Ending up dozing off mid afternoon waking up in a dark apartment! Turning on the lights I phoned for a pizza and got the cash out by the door ready. Not long later there was a knock at the door, I opened it not really looking as I reached for cash to pay for the pizza. The door was pushed in and a large man burst in to the room. Before I could take in any details he punched me in the stomach as I fell forward meeting his fist on its way up into my face, I landed on the floor. His boots took over, kicking me in the ribs and one landing a blow on my temple. That must have knocked me out as I came too tied up naked on a dinning chair. “Thanks for ordering dinner Bitch, I worked up quite an appetite beating you!” The man speaking was my hot bear from the west coast! I opened my mouth to speak “Don’t talk bitch! You have nothing to say after a year of teasing online, one word of complaint or bitching and it will be your last!” I shut my mouth, and I looked round the room and there was little sign of a struggle although I could not see the entrance to the apartment from where I was tied up. My body hurt, my head hurt my face felt swollen. He poured himself a drink from my JD bottle but he was drinking from a plastic cup, I noticed he was still wearing gloves. He saw me looking at his plastic cup and his gloves, “I know what I am doing Bitch! Even if anyone checks this apartment they will not find my DNA, the pizza guy just saw a white guy with a beard in normal clothes that paid him in cash. He isn’t going to remember me” “I am going to take your bags to the car and once I have loaded it up and packed up the last of your shit, we are going to have a little fun before you vanish from the world. I had a looked around the building this afternoon, and you’re right it’s almost empty. There are not even any security cameras on the main doors! “ I broke “this is crazy” I said “just leave me I will not say anything ...” before I could finish he had got up and moved round towards me “I don’t care if you are having second thoughts or if all you said was a jerk off fantasy” he yelled in my face” this is your life now! If you want out there is just one way and it’s in a box feet first! You're mine now till I am done with you!” He pulled a gun out of his jacket pocket. Now I am English our police don’t even carry guns! This freaked me out more than anything else I am ashamed to say I pissed myself, right there, in the living room tied to a chair. He just laughed in my face, “You pussy! And I thought you would be hard to break, just seeing a gun and you piss yourself!” He went back to his chair and ate the pizza, I was a wreck, I could not stop crying I realised if he got me out of the apartment and in to his car that was it there was no way I would be seen again. I tried to think about what he had told me about himself, he had mentioned time in the army and he currently did something in the medical field, selling supplies or training I forget which. He had talked about amputating fingers and toes, pulling out teeth and performing body modifications without any pain killers. It was dawning on me that he was beyond my darkest desires and there was only one way it has going to end. He lit a cigar and put his feet on the table clearly enjoying my tear filled expression as he could see I was realising my position. After a while he got up and walked towards me, “open your mouth” I did not have the will to resist and did what he said. Pulling something from his other pocket he forced a wadded cloth in to my mouth forcing my jaw wide open it tied around my head with some rough cord. Stepping back he smirked at me. Even now I had to admit he was stunning, “That’s a good start Bitch! We will soon make more room in that mouth” He moved back to his chair and picked up his cigar, knocking the ash in to the box he take a big pull on the cigar making the head glow. He stood in front of me, our eyes locked. “Admit this is what you want, what you need” I looked in to his eyes and realised that I did and those lovely eyes could see in to my soul! I nodded slowly keeping my eyes locked on to his. He smiled taking another pull on the cigar he then took it out of his mouth, leaned forward and placed his lips over my swollen nose and blow a lung full of cigar smoke in to me. It was acrid and it burnt but to me it was like the breath of life. I could feel the precum dribbling out of my rock hard cock, I needed this! He stepped back admiring my reaction to him. Then in one swift move he pressed the glowing head of his cigar against my chest over my heart. I screamed in to the gag, he put the cigar in his mouth and built up the glow again. Watching me as I struggled against the bonds to no avail. When I got myself under control, I looked straight in to his eyes. “I think you nearly came then Bitch! You realise that I will not stop just because you cum!” before I could even nod the cigar was back on my chest, this time he held it there. The pain was more than I can describe i reacted the only way I could I shot a massive wad of cum. He leaned back “Impressive! “He said. When I stopped shacking I looked in to those eyes again, only to see the glow of the cigar burning bright. I tried to brace myself for what was coming but there was no protection. This time he crushed it in to my chest. My back arched against the chair, there was a crack as the back of the chair gave way. I fell backward in a mass of rope my legs still tied to the chair. He stood over me laughing. It took a while for me to recover when I did, he was there kneeling behind me as he pulled me in to a sitting position. I could feel his strong chest against my back, pressing all my buttons that make me feel protected, crazy I know but that’s my mind. His arm came round my neck before I could enjoy the closeness a pad was placed over my mouth and nose, pressed down there was nothing I could do but breathe in. Blackness closed around me. I came to sitting in the armchair, I was not tied up but there was something tapped to my chest with gaffer tape it looked about the size of a cigarette packet, “What the fuck!” I said reaching up”What say about talking bitch! Taped to your chest is sufficient C4 plastic explosive to make you splatter over the wall and take out half the room. It’s triggered by a wireless signal that has a half mile radius if it goes outside of that distance a default setting will trigger it, trying to remove it without deactivating it first will set it off to” I froze “I would not jump up and down either Bitch” he laughed at the fear he saw in me. “Nod, if you understand!” I nodded slowly. “Your stuff is in my truck. I am going to leave now, when the clock shows 2 am you will leave the apartment and walk out the main entrance turn right and walk to the end of the block I will be waiting, be on time or be a news story !” The clock showed 1:30 as he turned and walked out. I got up slowly and got dressed in what he had left out for me just a pair of trainers, jeans, a t-shirt, a jacket and a cap. I thought about what I could do... I could call the police but if he did not blow me up I could imagine what an American Cops reaction to a guy with a long beard saying he had a bomb strapped to his chest! I could leave a note but I did not know where he was taking me in my panic I could not even remember his user name or city from Growlr. The clock showed 1:57! I walked out of the apartment on the stroke of 2:00 and out of the world! No one was in the hall ways and as I passed the entrance there was no sign of any staff, I opened the main door and stepped in to the night, turning right and trying to walk steadily down the block. Trying not to think about the bomb taped on my chest. I could see a truck parked at the Starbucks on the corner. He was sitting in the driver seat I could see he was holding something, I wondered if he would just press the button for the thrill of seeing me splatter over the street. I walked round the front of the truck and climbed in to the passenger side. The doors clicked as I close it, it was the central locking. “Seat belt!” he said and drove off in to the empty streets. I was still freaking about the bomb on my chest but he showed no sign of worry. After a few miles he pulled in to a large Wal-Mart car park. Stopping he told me to strip off my tops, I did this eagerly, happy to be getting this thing off my chest, “face me!” he open a large flick knife and sliced down the sides of the gaffer taped box when both sides were sliced he grabbed the box and squeezed it pulling it away from my chest. I thought I would faint!! He was laughing again and he showed me the box, it was a cigarette packet.. An empty fag packet!!! I had been shitting myself over an empty packet! “Now take off the rest of your clothes and trainers and drop them behind the seat, then get down in the foot well” I followed his instructions the bomb might have been a fake but that knife was real. As I curled up in the foot well, “slide the seat back” he said, I followed his instructions and there was room for me. We set off again, now I could not see where I was going, I was hungry and thirsty and very tired. I think I had bruises coming up all over. I found myself looking up at this man who had abused me so hard, he was so handsome I could not believe what he had done. I touched the burns on my chest, yes, the pain told me they were real. He glanced down and smiled his hand rubbed my head, I could have purred it felt so good. He reached in to the box between the seats and handed me an energy drink. I thanked him, yes I thanked the man who would have killed me. What a mind fuck! I gulped the drink down . Within a few minutes I was feeling spaced, soon after I passed out again. I was woken by the truck bouncing down a rough road, it made me look up and he caught the movement, “just in time!” he said as he pulled over. He got out of the truck walking round he opened the passenger door. “Get out!” we were in the middle of nowhere! Just a dirt track that went straight in both directions as far as the eye could see. It was still dark but there was a hint in the sky that dawn was not far away. He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me towards the back of the truck. Dropping the back of the truck, he pushed me so I was bent over the end. I stayed in place I felt a rope being secured across my back. My arms were stretched out and secured to the rope, I felt my legs being secured apart against the dropped back of the truck. I could hear him walking away only to come back a few moments later, “bitch there is no one for miles so no one will hear you. Which means I get to do what like I want and I want to hear you scream!” With that there was a whoosh as a heavy flogger flew through the air and smashed down on my back, without a pause the beating continued. None of this wimpy shit about counting each stroke, the goal was to cause pain. I could not tell one stroke from another and within moments I was a crying wreck begging and pleading but it did not stop. It just moved around my body, down my legs with the odd strike catching my balls causing me to levitate straining against the ropes. There was a pause, his hands touched my shoulders and I could feel them sliding down over the raised welts reaching my ass the roughly reached in and pulled my ass apart. I heard him spit and one hand moved from my ass. Soon the hand holding my ass open was joined by a different feeling, something hard was being pushed in to my ass, it did not feel big maybe a finger but it felt metal. I froze as I realised what it was his gun. I started shaking, whimpering and then the piss started flowing down my leg. “That’s it bitch your being gun fucked! One day it will be a shot gun and BANG!” with that he yanked the gun out I could feel it tearing my ass. I felt his cock pressing against my bloody hole as he pushed, there was a loud crack as he fired his gun. It was loaded! He had fucked my ass with loaded gun! He laid the gun on my back and grabbed my shoulders. The pounding my ass with a ferocity that made the flogging on my back looked like a gentle breeze. I was thrust against the truck and my chest was bashed in to the floor of the truck. This sort of pounding can’t last for long he let out a blood curling scream yelling “Take my poz cum Bitch!” He fell on top of me knocking the air out of me. He stayed on me panting like he had run a marathon which in a way he had! When he had got a breath he pulled out. After a few minutes the ropes were loosened” get up on the back of the truck!” He climbed up behind me pushing me towards the box that stretched across the truck by the cab bit looked like a giant tool box! He opened it and the sides were padded with a hose leading through to the cab ending this end in a hood. Handing me the hood, I noticed that the hood had a tube down centre of the air hose. “Put it on, with the tube in your mouth. When you need water you can suck it up, it feeds through to a container in the cab”. Now I knew I had no options, I could only cooperate, putting the tube in my mouth and the hood over my head. I could still see through the masks plastic front. “Hands out front palms together” I followed the instructions and he gaffer tapped my arms from my elbows to my fingertips. “Step in to the box” I did that trying not to trip over, the bottom was a rubber lined sponge mattress the sides were foam lined, the sort of foam you use for sound proofing. “Lay down!” I sat down and wiggled in to a laying position, not quite laying full length as my legs were bent at the knees. I could feel him reach down and tape my feet and calf’s with the gaffer tape. I looked up and noticed the sky was now brighter just as the lid of the box closed and there was a clicking noise as the top was looked in place. For a while nothing happened, I sucked on the tube and a cool flow of water filled my mouth. It was slow and I was able to swallow it easily it helped me relax. The truck started and I was bounce around in the box. Time began to have no meaning, I started to hear a buzzing sound and then his voice filled the hood. There must have been built in headphones I did not notice as I put the hood on. His voice seemed to come from one side then the other with some sort of trance music playing in the background. The words blurred together but phrases popped up from time to time that i could make out “suck up a drink bitch!” so I did, it felt right to obey the voice! The liquid that filled my mouth was different this time, still cold but it had a strange taste that i could not place. Soon the voice was telling me to relax, forget me past, obey, give pleasure to your owner, be the bitch you know you want to be..... I drifted off in to a dream state listening to the voice!!
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This happened this last summer when everything was locked down for Covid. My husband used to drive for Lyft, and was friendly with a group of homeless people in certain areas of metro Detroit. We were bored, so we decided to take a drive and see if we could get into some trouble. He had me wear a jockstrap, and some short shorts, sitting in the backseat fucking my hole with a dildo while we drove around. We went to the neighborhood, and spoke to some of his the homeless people he’s friendly with to see if they wanted to fuck me. Tommy, this 20 something straight guy decided he’d let me suck his dick, and if it felt good he’d fuck me. He’s got a semi hairy chest, and a big full bush, which absolutely turns me on. He’s about 5’7”, and 150 lbs, which is a frame that is a lot smaller than mine. (I’m 5’10, and 196). He’s cute, but this is not my type, but I’m a slut, and here we are. So I get on my knees in the dark alley behind this dilapidated bank, where they’ve been sleeping, and start sucking his dick. I thought it would smell and taste horrible, but it was surprisingly sweet tasting. His cut dick got hard almost instantly, and was at least 8” long, and about 5” around, he kept whispering “fuck”, and “holy shit. You really know how to suck a dick”. After a few minutes he said “alright, let me see that pussy.” We head over to where this huge bank door where I can lean over and get my balance. I pull my shorts down, and Tommy blurted out “god damn. That’s a nice fucking ass.” I could feel myself blushing, because this straight guy, who despite being homeless, was incredibly attractive. He takes my ass and spits on my hole, putting a finger up in me to see what it feels like. He liked that it was already loosened up because of the dildo, and creamy. He said “this feels as smooth and tight as a pussy”, and I responded “make it your pussy tonight”. Me saying that kinda turned him on, and he spit on his dick. He plays with my hole with the tip, and asked if I was ready, which I responded “always”. He slowly inches it in, and fucks a little deeper with every stroke, until finally he gets it all the way in. He stops. His breathing is strained, and he just keeps muttering “fuck, fuck, fuck. This feels so good”. His strokes are uneven, and awkward, and you clearly tell he’s very awkward. He finally gets his bearings, and gets his stroke to a very steady rhythm. He mutters “ I’m gonna make you my bitch. You’re gonna let me nut in you, aren’t you slut”, with me moaning “yes, baby, yes. Give me all that cum”. I’m leaking precum so bad at this point. He keeps pumping my hole harder and faster, making me moan so loudly, and I knew it was almost time. He grunts this primal, throaty noise, and pulls my ass so he’s balls deep in me. He starts to cum, and just keeps saying over and over again “oh fuck, oh fuck, ohhhhh fuuuuuck”, and I can feel him throbbing inside of me. I reach between my legs and cup his hairy balls, feeling them pulse with every contraction. He pulls out, and I turn around to suck his dick clean. Which isn’t something straight people do lol. Anyway, this was my first experience with a homeless man, but not my last. to be continued...
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Yesterday was exceptional in that I ended up double booked but everyone seems to have walked away happy. I got cat-fished by someone who said he'd come by at 8:00am, so I was already horny. Then someone I'd fucked before asked if I wanted to fuck him while he wore panties and a bra and I thought I had it all set to go when I lost contact with him, while this other guy was on squirt aggressively insisting on me fucking him. With time running out I told the guy to come over, despite having strong reservations about his weight. I was right about the weight issue, but it was made worse by it being loose flaps of fat and skin around his waist on top of a very wide set of buttocks. Oh well, a blowjob at least I thought, when there was a knock on the door and my buddy arrived. Now I was turned on. He kept his promise to wear panties and a bra and while fat boy sucked my cock I played with my buddy's pussy. I knew what he wanted from the way he leaned over the end of the bed and displayed his hole for me though, and I wanted it just as much. I got so hard from playing with his ass that I knew I had to fuck him so I pulled my cock out of fat boy's mouth while my buddy adopted the position. I couldn't help noticing fat boy trying to get my buddy to suck on his dick, but my buddy wanted none of it. Instead fat boy just had to watch and play with himself until out of pity I told him to bend over. I quickly remembered why I don't fuck fat guys. His thighs were too thick to get between them and his ass was too wide to straddle comfortably but somehow I managed. It just wasn't worth the efforts to took to keep going when I had exactly what I really wanted waiting and watching while I gave fat boy some raw cock. Very quickly I decided to go back to my buddy and leave fat boy to do whatever he wanted while I bred my buddy the way we both wanted it. I even said so before I pulled out of fat boy's cunt and said my buddy's pussy was what I really wanted and went back to fucking him while fat boy was left to his own devices. It actually turned both of us on to treat fat boy like that. I didn't care if he was humiliated or not, but it quickly became very apparent that he loved the free gay bareback sex show he was getting. I made a lot of noise about cumming in my buddy's pussy and staying inside him as long as I could so he could absorb as much cum as possible, while fat boy started cleaning himself up and getting dressed again. A while after they'd both left I was pretty surprised to get an email from fat boy thanking for the fun time and hoping we could do it again, so at least I know I have an audience on call if I want to be watched.
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I've wanted to try a BBC for years now, just never had one present itself at the right time. All that changed in the last couple of hours. I was contacted from a cl ad by a younger black guy who lived just a few minutes from me. His initial reply to my ad included a cock shot and I swear it looked as big as my forearm. I never considered myself a size queen but it definitely got my attention. We traded some emails and I decided to invite him over. He had said he wanted to use condoms and I was more then willing to use one just to feel what that monster was like inside me. He came over, rimmed me really good for a few minutes. Put on the condom and eased what felt like a telephone pole in my poor ass. It was all I could do to take it, and caught myself pulling forward to escape the pain. I willed myself to stay still and let him enjoy my ass, which felt great to both of us. After a few minutes he stopped and asked me if I was sure I was willing to let him try bareback. My cock jumped and I said sure. He pulled out, popped the condom off, and eased back in. It felt twice as good, if that's possible. He resumed a good steady rhythm, stretching me to the limit on every stroke. When his strokes got ragged, I swear I think I could feel his cock swelling and I knew what was coming. He stopped on an in stroke, breathed out heavy and I actually felt his cock jerking as it emptied into me. It was one of the best fucks I've had and I'm sitting here with a wonderfully sore, dripping ass as I write this.
