Thomas's decent into depravity

[ejaculaTe]

Anyone who can write phrases like "his body was lean yet ripe with innocence," "a body built from sin itself—rough around the edges and brimming with desire," and "a night filled with untold horrors and unparalleled pleasures" instantly gets my attention. 

[Pnp-pig]

Fucking hot, hope that Ethan, takes his new toy home naked, butt plugged.

[BBSwitch]

I would love to hear your feedback on this new part, including Thomas's new friend. Here is Part 3:
 

Thomas lays exhausted on the grimy mattress in the dimly lit orgy room, panting heavily but still yearning for more as his body quivers with pleasure from the intense group sex session he just experienced. The stench of sweat and sex fills the air around him while his gaze drifts between Ethan and other onlookers gathered around them—all eager to witness or partake in their twisted escapades.

Ethan observes Thomas intently, his eyes rake over Thomas's body from head to toe; taking in every bead of sweat on his skin and each tremble caused by the aftereffects of orgasm. Ethan smirks devilishly as he contemplates how best to torture this insatiable cumdump further—how far they can push their mutual devotion towards depravity together.

Without another word, Ethan begins his work. He stands over Thomas, grasping a steel shackle in each hand as he approaches from behind. Then, he speaks softly into Thomas's ear, sending a chill down the younger man's spine with his sinister whisper, "You've impressed me today, my little cumdump. It's clear you have a natural talent for submission. But I think it's time we took things to the next level," he says before swiftly snapping the steel shackles onto Thomas's wrists and ankles, binding him in place with ease.

Thomas moans softly as Ethan's hands explore his body further; running along his chest and abdomen, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake while ensuring each movement causes the maximum amount of discomfort and arousal for his submissive companion. The cool metal shackles cut into Thomas's sensitive skin as they restrain him even more tightly—an unbearably erotic sensation that only serves to heighten both their desires for one another.

Ethan smiles wickedly at the sight before him, knowing exactly what's needed to push this young man over the edge of sanity into a realm where only carnal pleasure and pain exist—a place where they can lose themselves completely in their shared twisted fantasies. He grabs another syringe filled with an evil cocktail: part nasty Tina-laced chems, part of his own infected HIV blood—all mixed together specifically for this moment to heighten Thomas's vulnerability and ensure absolute obedience.

Ethan watches as Thomas's eyes widen in fear mixed with excitement at the sight of the needle. He smirks at the boy's pleas as he slowly approaches him. He places a comforting hand on Thomas's shoulder and whispers softly, "Let's see how far you are willing to go for me, my little cumdump." Thomas tries to pull away, whimpering in fear at the sight of Ethan's needle-covered hands. "Please," he begs weakly, his voice trembling with terror and anticipation. "I don't want this! I can't take Poz blood, that is too much!" But Ethan doesn't listen, "You know you do, Thomas," he murmurs darkly as he grabs hold of Thomas's arm firmly. The needle pierces his skin, releasing a steady stream of poison directly into his veins while another dose is injected into Thomas's already-inflamed ass.

Thomas tries to resist the onslaught but fails miserably; overwhelmed by the intensity and rapid pace of it all. The drugs course through him like wildfire, igniting every nerve ending in his body with a burst of ecstasy. He gasps loudly as he feels a rush of pleasure coursing through him, his entire body tingling with anticipation for what's to come next. He whimpers softly under Ethan's command, "Please, Master... make me feel good... I'll do anything you want!"

Ethan grins maliciously and replies, “Cute how you changed your mind. I intend to, my little cumdump. I just want to see how much pleasure you can take before you beg for more." With that, he takes a step back, allowing Thomas to feel the full effects of the drugs without any external stimulation. He admires the marks the syringe left on Thomas's pale skin—a symbol of submission and degradation that no one could mistake for anything else.

Thomas squirms on the bed; moaning and writhing as if caught between heaven and hell itself. His cock twitches uncontrollably inside his confining clothes, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets beneath him. He can't help but crave more contact—any form of touch would be enough to send him over the edge into an intense state of euphoria.

As Thomas continues to squirm and whimper, Ethan turns his attention back to their bondage session with a newfound fervor; determined to push his slave further than ever before as he leans in close enough for their breaths to mingle hotly against each other's lips—an intimate dance that hints at a deep level of connection, despite all evidence pointing towards its perversion and despair. With that, Ethan does something unexpected, he kisses Thomas on the mouth passionately. Their tongues are dueling for dominance while they explore every inch of each other's mouth with wild abandon—a raw display of lustful power that leaves both men gasping for breath when it ends. But before either can recover fully from this intense exchange, Ethan pulls out his already-hardening cock and shoves it back into Thomas's eagerly awaiting mouth once more.

As Thomas keeps feeling the effects of the Tina coursing through his system, he finds himself unable—or perhaps unwilling—to resist as his master uses him like a piece of furniture: fucking his face with brutal force that leaves Thomas barely able breathe through his nose when it's not plugged shut by some part or another.

Throughout this grueling assault on every one of Thomas's senses, he feels something strange happening within him—an awakening desire for more punishment; for Ethan to take complete control over his body and mind so completely that there are no lines left uncrossed between them anymore. It's as if some dark part within himself has been unlocked by their twisted relationship, and it hungers endlessly for whatever depravity Ethan can dish out next—a realization both horrifying yet exhilarating in its intensity.

The room, filled with onlookers who had gathered to witness their perverse spectacle, blurs as Ethan's own animalistic instincts take over. His cock feels harder than ever before; never has he possessed a boy this completely. In the midst of their intense sexual encounter and drug-induced state, neither Ethan nor Thomas appear to notice a man stepping forward, someone who soon would turn out to be an old acquaintance of Thomas's. This hunky man—with chiseled abs and a rock hard, veiny cock that stands out prominently from the crowd—is none other than Johnny. He has known Thomas years ago when they were sex buddies but lost touch after a while; now he can't believe what has become of his once innocent friend as he watches in horror—and lust—from the sidelines.

Johnny approaches Thomas, who looks at him with pleading eyes begging for release from this torture, but also acknowledging that he deserves every ounce of punishment being doled out by Ethan because it's exactly what he wants. To be owned by someone so completely devoid of morals and human decency.

Releasing Thomas was far from Johnny's intention; he still felt resentful for the way their relationship ended abruptly due to his own insecurities about getting caught indulging in such [banned word] activities. As he watched Ethan using Thomas like a piece of meat without any regard for his wellbeing or comfort, it only fueled Johnny's desire to join in on the fun and claim some ownership over this broken boy himself.

He jerks his cock vigorously, planning on joining Ethan in the abuse as soon as possible. His shaft throbs with excitement while he places a shard of Tina onto its tip before pulling out the plug still lodged deep inside; eager to feel the rush of plunging his hardness deep inside Thomas's unguarded ass again—a reminder of all they once shared together that could have been if only one had acted upon their true desires instead of hiding them away in shame.

"Isn't this wonderful, my little cumdump? You can see how many people want a piece of you," Ethan chuckles evilly as he continues to pound into Thomas's willing mouth, pushing Johnny deeper into the boy with every stroke.

As the orgy room becomes even more chaotic than before, with other attendees joining in on the fun, men from all walks of life take advantage of Thomas's vulnerability and willingness to submit. The air is filled with moans and grunts, punctuated by gasps for breath as cocks slide in and out of various holes while hands grope and fondle any bit of flesh that can be reached.

Ethan grabs ahold of Johnny's hips and directs him to fuck Thomas harder—pushing them both towards the brink faster than ever before possible. Their eyes meet through their shared pleasure; two souls connected by their mutual love for destruction and debauchery. And as they reach their peak together—Johnny filling Thomas with his seed while Ethan empties himself deep into his mouth—they know that nothing else could ever compare to this moment of pure, unadulterated ecstasy borne out of depravity.

The three men collapse in exhaustion onto the grimy mattress together; their chests heaving from exertion while they catch their breath and await whatever new depraved acts the orgy room may have in store for them next. As they lie there, Thomas starts coming to his senses, only then realizing who Johnny really was. With that, he speaks "Johnny" weakly, his voice barely audible above the din of the ongoing orgy. The hunky man looks down to him with a mix of confusion and curiosity in his eyes before replying softly.

“So it is really you!” Johnny asks hesitantly, struggling to reconcile the boy he once knew with this broken shell of a person lying before him. Thomas nods weakly in response but doesn't say anything more as Ethan's cock begins twitching again, resting against his cheek; ready for round two at any moment if either man was so inclined.

Johnny takes a step closer, studying their intertwined forms with a mix of excitement and curiosity. "I can hardly recognize you like this, Thomas... you used to hold back so much." His voice is thick with emotion as he grapples with the reality of Thomas's current state; reduced to nothing more than a slave for Ethan's pleasure.

"Is it... Is it really what you wanted?" Thomas finally manages to whisper, his eyes darting between Johnny and Ethan. A nervous tremor runs through his body at the thought that his old friend may judge him or disapprove of his actions.

Johnny hesitates for a moment before nodding gently. "I wish I had been the one to put you through this kind of transformation, Thomas," he admits with a sigh. "But this guy... he's good at what he does, he did what I could’t: break you.”

Thomas glances up at Johnny in surprise, relief washing over his features at the understanding in his friend's voice. But as their eyes meet again, a sudden chill runs down Thomas's spine: The consequences of having an old friend witness their actions are about to become all too real for both him and Ethan.

[Pnp-pig]

Fucking hot! I trying to imagine where this will go next!

how far will Thomas be pushed by Ethan and Johnny ? Chem piss in both holes, fisting, public humiliation, red ass fucking please don’t leave us hanging bbsswitch 🐷🐷🐷🐷😈😈🦯🦯

Edited August 29 by Pnp-pig

[Medwaym]

So fucking hot, thank you @BBSwitch

[billy88666]

What a fantastic read... You have a real gift for writing erotica. Each chapter has sizzled!

[amsrat]

On 8/28/2024 at 7:03 PM, BBSwitch said:

The consequences of having an old friend witness their actions are about to become all too real for both him and Ethan.

Can't wait, so hot !

Thank you for this!

[DadsSon89]

Never felt so seen by one of the stories here. Great writing. Woof. 

[BBSwitch]

Thank you again for all your positive comments, it gets me hard thinking about all of you shooting your loads to this fantasy of mine. Here is part 4, which includes a nice twist, but also wraps up this night. I would have to think very hard over how exactly to continue this story, so it might take just a bit longer, and I am always open for pointers, ideas or even some of your real life experiences I could incorporate. But without further ado, here is how the story continues:

PART 4

The room is filled with an awkward silence as the implications of Johnny's presence begin to sink in for Ethan and Thomas. Their intimate encounter has been witnessed by someone from Thomas's past; a connection that could potentially complicate their twisted relationship moving forward.

Thomas shifts uncomfortably beneath Ethan, his gaze darting between Johnny and his lover. The excitement he felt earlier has now given way to uncertainty and anxiety; he can tell that both men are evaluating him differently than they had just moments ago.

Johnny watches them, trying to comfort them with his mere presence. "I won't tell anyone, you are safe with me. Although I would love to join you, Ethan, in owning Thomas. We used to share everything, and he was always meant for more than just one master." His words hang in the air like a heavy mist, casting a shadow over the room and creating a palpable tension between the three of them.

Ethan grins maliciously at Johnny's offer but doesn't respond immediately. He glances down at Thomas, who is now visibly trembling with fear and anticipation. The young man's body language seems to beg for release from this intense emotional storm that threatens to consume him at any moment.

Sensing an opportunity, Ethan decides to take control of the situation. "Johnny," he says coldly, "I don't share. But if you're truly interested in owning a part of Thomas, perhaps we can arrange something more permanent between us." The implication being clear: Johnny lay under Ethan in the hierarchy they were building with Thomas at its core—or face consequences should he attempt to interfere or undermine their relationship.

The room grows increasingly tense but also excited as Johnny processes this ultimatum, knowing full well what it could lead to if accepted. He hesitates for a moment longer before meeting Ethan's cold gaze with an unyielding stare of his own; signifying his acceptance of their terms and committing himself further to witnessing Thomas's transformation into Ethan's fully-owned possession.

With this, the tension in the room seems to dissipate slightly as they all realize that something profound has just taken place between them: An alliance based on lust, power, and the shared desire for ownership over one man—a young boy named Thomas whose life is about to change irrevocably.

The air in the room thickens as Thomas squirms uncomfortably beneath his Master's gaze. He knows what is coming next, and it terrifies him more than anything he's ever experienced before. As Ethan moves to grab a bag hidden in a corner, Johnny looks on intently—his heart racing with excitement at the prospect of witnessing this pivotal moment in Thomas's transformation firsthand.

"Now then," Ethan begins with a sinister grin, "I think it's time you got used to something bigger than my cock inside that tight little hole of yours." With that, he reaches over and grabs an enormous black dildo from his bag. Its head is wide enough to span two grown men's palms comfortably—and it only gets bigger from there.

As Ethan pushes Thomas down onto his knees in front of him, Johnny can't help but admire the sight of this beautiful boy submitting so willingly to his Master's every desire. Thomas shudders with fear as he sees just how massive this toy truly is; even bigger than any other object that has ever touched his hole before. His hands are still cuffed behind his back, and he feels utterly vulnerable in the face of this unyielding domination.

"Please Master," Thomas begs pathetically as Ethan begins coating the monstrous dildo with lube, "I don't know if I can take any more..." His words trail off into a whimper as he feels himself being pushed back onto his elbows; positioning him perfectly for penetration.

Johnny, not wanting to stay a spectator but to prove himself, grabs hold of a large black rubber ball gag and forces it roughly into Thomas's mouth, securing it tightly behind his head to prevent him from crying out during their depraved activities. He then turns his attention back to Ethan with an almost hungry look in his eyes. "Do it," he says simply—his voice tinged with both desire and fear as he watches his old friend and fuckbuddy being transformed before his very eyes into something entirely new: a submissive slut bound for Ethan's pleasure alone.

And so, it begins. With slow, steady strokes, Ethan eases the colossal dildo into Thomas's waiting anus; pushing past every inch of resistance as though parting oceans with sheer force alone. The boy's cries are muffled by the gag but nonetheless audible through clenched teeth: A pained whimper here; a desperate moan there—all mingling together in an awful chorus that echoes throughout the room.

As Thomas writhes in agony beneath them both, Ethan understands it is time for more chems and POZ blood—a subtle dose that will continue the erosion of Johnny's defenses while also accelerating Thomas's transformation into a mindless cock-hungry beast entirely devoted to pleasing its Master. He tells Johnny to hold the dildo still in place, ensuring maximum penetration and discomfort for their little submissive slut beneath them. Once Johnny is in place, he grabs his trusty chems bag and prepares an intricate mix that includes just enough of everything - muscle relaxants to keep him limp and compliant; endorphin boosters to enhance sensations during sex while dampening feelings of pleasure or control outside it, and Tina, the ultimate mindfuck drug seemingly designed specifically for scenes like these: A potent concoction that blurs lines between reality and fantasy, desire and duty, love and lust until there's barely anything left to differentiate them. The mixture is meticulously crafted - calculated according to years of experimentation on countless unwitting subjects before finding just the right combination. This is Ethan's greatest weapon: To give someone everything they crave without ever truly allowing them true happiness or satisfaction outside their role as his submissive pet—forever trapped in an endless cycle of depravity designed specifically for him alone...

As Ethan administers the chems to Thomas through a small syringe, he can see Johnny growing increasingly uncomfortable. The younger man has always had issues with needles. Ethan smirks, knowing this is the perfect time to take advantage of that weakness. He grabs another pill from his bag, handing it discreetly to Johnny under the false pretense that it's just Viagra—something they both know he desperately needs to reassert control over their shared submissive slut beneath them.

Johnny takes the pill hesitantly, not realizing what has happened: He has swallowed a dose of Ethan's sinister blend of chems designed not only for submission but also mind manipulation—a powerful concoction meant to strip away any remaining sense of individuality or self-control that still clung to him like so much grime beneath their fingernails.

As Johnny feels the chems start working their way through his system, he begins to notice strange changes taking place within himself: His thoughts becoming cloudy; his body growing warm and tingly in all sorts of wonderful new ways as the endorphins kick in, amplifying every sensation tenfold. At first, he tries resisting these feelings, but they are simply too intense—too pleasurable—for him to fight any longer without suffering greatly. His eyes meet with Ethan's as though through a haze, understanding dawning slowly on him: He is being brainwashed—manipulated into becoming something entirely different than who he once was... But even as this realization dawns upon him, it's already far too late.

The chems have taken hold completely now, and Johnny finds himself unable to think clearly anymore. All that matters now is pleasing their Master in whatever way possible—submitting completely and totally to his every whim and desire. He feels his body starting to react instinctually towards Thomas: An uncontrollable urge welling up inside him like never before—one which he can't help but give into without reservation.

With a hungry, almost animalistic groan, Johnny pulls out the dildo still lodged deep within Thomas's anus and begins to stroke himself feverishly over its shiny black surface while watching with morbid fascination as Ethan takes over again and continues thrusting in and out of their now thoroughly ravaged submissive slut, this time using his bare fist. As he does so, Johnny can't help but imagine what it would feel like to experience that kind of loss of power; to completely surrender to someone's will in such an unimaginably depraved manner.

As Ethan picks up speed inside Thomas—slamming his fist deeper and harder than before with each brutal stroke—Johnny feels himself growing increasingly desperate for cock, or even just the sensation of being filled. It's at this moment that he realizes with chilling clarity just how far gone he truly is: His old self has been completely erased; replaced by nothing more than a mindless sex slave devoted entirely to satisfying the needs and desires of their new Master Ethan alone.

And yet, despite everything, there's something inside him still—a tiny spark that refuses to go out even under all this darkness: A last shred of individuality clinging desperately onto life as though afraid even death itself would be preferable to what they had become. It's a pitiful thing really; an echo from another life entirely, whispering softly in the back of his mind: "Fight..." But even this faint cry for help is drowned out by the all-consuming waves of pleasure washing over him as he watches Ethan pump their slut full with fist while he continues milking himself. He sees the dildo that was once inside Thomas glistening wet with lube at the tip; ready and waiting for him to take it into his eager mouth in preparation for being fucked senseless by its new owner...And with a final shudder, he gives himself over completely to these newfound urges—allowing them to guide him towards his next destination without hesitation or question.

Ethan smiles as he feels Thomas begin to squirm beneath him; the first signs of approaching orgasm washing over his submissive slut. He knows what happens next is inevitable: Soon enough, they would both be filled beyond measure by the power and passion that courses through this room like an unstoppable force—a wildfire burning away everything that once was in its path leaving nothing but ashes in its wake. But for now? Now is their time to bask in these forbidden fruits of desire together; drinking deeply from wells that only depravity could ever create.

Thomas squirms beneath Ethan's powerful fist as it relentlessly pumps in and out of his well-used hole. His entire body is covered in sweat; his face contorted into a mask of ecstasy and pain unlike anything he has ever experienced before. As his orgasm begins to build within him, he knows there's no escape: This time, it won't be just his own pleasure that he surrenders to—but also Ethan's twisted desire for total domination and humiliation.

As Thomas nears the brink, Ethan can feel his body tense beneath him in anticipation. He knows this moment will be unlike any other they have shared; an intimate connection between Master and slave that goes far beyond simple fucking or sucking. With a grin that could only belong to a man truly consumed by depravity, Ethan whispers dark words of degradation into Thomas's ear:

"Soon, my pet... You're going to cum for me like never before. Your hole will clamp down on this fist so tightly it hurts, and I want you to enjoy every second of that pain. It's all for me, after all." He chuckles darkly as he feels Thomas shudder beneath him—his submissive slut growing ever closer towards losing control completely in their shared experience.

Meanwhile, Johnny continues sucking on the dildo with a desperation that borders on insatiable: His body quaking from the intensity of his need; his eyes glazed over with lust as he watches Ethan pump Thomas full of his fist and commands him to cum for their enjoyment alone. He feels himself growing harder by the second—his erection throbbing in time with every thrust of Ethan's powerful hand.

As if sensing his new submissive lover's escalating arousal, Ethan grabs a hold of Johnny and pushes him roughly onto all fours before him: Their faces mere inches apart as they breathe each other in—a perverse dance filled with desire and submission that would leave most people trembling in its wake. Without hesitation or warning, Ethan slaps Johnny across the face hard enough to sting; leaving a bright red handprint on his cheek.

"You want this, don't you?" he asks, his voice low and menacing yet somehow filled with an eerie tenderness that sends shivers down Johnny's spine. "Tell me you want my cock inside your mouth; tell me you belong to me body and soul, and I might just let you suck me off like the dirty little slut you truly are."

Johnny whimpers pathetically beneath Ethan's gaze—his submission utterly complete as he nods eagerly in agreement despite himself. He can feel his Master's hardness pressing against his lips; an intoxicating scent of dominance and desire wafting upwards to tease his senses mercilessly. And so, with a desperate moan of longing, Johnny opens wide—giving in to every dark urge that courses through him as he takes Ethan's throbbing shaft deep into his mouth without hesitation or reserve.

Thomas, Johnny and Ethan become lost in their shared depravity: Each experiencing a level of pleasure far beyond anything they ever thought possible as they submit completely to one another's every whim and desire—transforming into something new; something darker than anyone could have ever imagined possible.

Ethan feels himself getting closer to the edge, knowing that soon it will be time for him to take what is rightfully his from both these filthy submissives who lay before him. His cock throbs in Johnny's eager mouth as he watches Thomas's face contort with agony and ecstasy in perfect synchronicity: A sight so beautifully twisted it makes his heart sing with joy unbound.

Thomas and Johnny lay intertwined on the floor, their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat and lube that glistens under the dim light of the room. Thomas on his back, Johnny on all fours just next to him, and Ethan towering over both of them. Thomas’s hole still clutches tightly around Ethan's fist, his eyes rolling back into his head as he struggles to catch his breath between gasps and moans of pure pleasure and pain. His once-pristine face is now smeared with sweat and tears, a testament to the depths of degradation he has willingly allowed himself to sink into for Ethan's amusement alone.

Johnny, his mouth still wrapped greedily around Ethan's throbbing cock, tries his best to pleasure the dominant man. He can feel Ethan's hand tightening around his hair, guiding his movements as he sucks and licks at the invading shaft like a loyal pet. His own erection is pressed tightly against Thomas's body, leaking pre-cum that mixes with their shared sweat and lubricant to form an intimate mess on the floor beneath them.

Ethan, towering above this perverse tableau of degradation and desire, can feel his own climax building inside him as he gazes down at his two filthy submissives: Their eyes filled with nothing but unconditional love and devotion for their Master. With a low growl of approval, Ethan releases Thomas's hole from around his fist; the sudden emptiness causing the slave to cry out in despair. Without missing a beat, however, Ethan grabs Johnny by the hair once more and forces him to watch as he lines up the head of his throbbing cock at the entrance to Thomas's hungry hole.

With one swift motion, Ethan pushes himself inside Thomas with enough force that it leaves Thomas gasping in surprise: Their combined moans echoing around the room like an otherworldly chorus dedicated entirely to their twisted desires. Johnny watches in awe as Ethan's cock disappears completely into Thomas, leaving not even the base poking out from behind his swollen and glistening hole.

"Fuck!" Ethan cries out in blissful agony as he begins thrusting inside Thomas with brutal force. His hips pump back and forth, driving his cock deeper into their shared slut's bowels with each stroke: The sounds of skin on skin slapping together filling the room like a primal chant that can only belong in such dark places where pleasure knows no bounds and submission is its highest form of worship.

As Ethan fucks Thomas with unbridled rage, Johnny feels like he missed an opportunity—a moment when they could have taken control and ensured that both of them would be the ones receiving pleasure from this encounter instead of giving it all away so easily. But as soon as that thought crosses his mind, he feels Ethan's hand wrapping tightly around his own erection: Guiding him towards Thomas's hungry mouth where he can begin stroking himself off for their mutual amusement.

Without hesitation, Johnny obliges: His eyes never leaving the sight before him as he watches Ethan's cock disappearing in and out of Thomas while he milks his own shaft towards orgasm under Ethan's skillful guidance. He can feel Ethan's fingers digging into his hips, pulling him closer so that their bodies are intertwined—their combined movements sending waves upon waves of pleasure washing over them in an unending tide that leaves neither man able to tell where one begins and another ends anymore...

With one final thrust deep inside Thomas, Ethan lets out a primal roar of ecstasy as he feels his own climax washing over him in powerful waves. His hips piston forward violently; driving himself deeper into his submissive's body with each savage stroke while his cock throbs and pulses, sending hot streams of thick cum shooting deep inside Thomas's ass.

As Ethan reaches the peak of his orgasm, Johnny feels Ethan's hands clamp down on his head, forcing him to open wide as he aims the tip of his own erect cock towards Thomas's hungry mouth. With one final thrust forward, Johnny joins in on this perverse act of degeneracy: His cum blasting forth into Thomas's mouth like a fiery eruption from deep within him.

Thomas, now overflowing with both Ethan and Johnny's combined seed, can feel his own orgasm building within him to impossible heights—his entire body quivering under the onslaught of pleasure as it races towards release. With a loud groan of submission, Thomas finally gives in: His whole body convulsing as waves upon waves of intense ecstasy wash over him like a tidal wave made purely from raw sensation and depravity untold. His cock hasn't been touched all night, but that doesn't seem to matter anymore: The feeling of utter degradation coursing through his veins more than makes up for it. So the soft slave cock shoots its load all over his own chest as he cums harder than ever before in his life, making this night one that will be forever burned into the depths of his depraved soul.

Once their orgasms have subsided to a dull roar, Ethan releases Johnny from his bonds: Allowing him to fall onto the floor next to Thomas where they lie spent and exhausted yet somehow still filled with an indescribable sense of euphoria at what they had just accomplished together. As if reading his mind, however, Ethan grabs a fistful of hair once more and yanks Johnny roughly back into a standing position: Forcing him to look up at the man who now held absolute control over both their lives in every way possible.

"Now," Ethan says with an evil grin spreading across his face, "it's time for you to clean us off. Start with Thomas's mouth and work your way down—making sure that not a drop of my seed, and even this faggot's dribble, goes to waste.”

Johnny whimpers pathetically as he struggles against Ethan's hold, but it is clear even from his protestations that there is no way for him to escape the humiliation that awaits him. Slowly and with trembling hands, Johnny lowers himself down onto his knees, giving in to his newfound role as a filthy slut whose only purpose was to please his Master, even at the cost of his own dignity.

So he works diligently, cleaning Thomas's chin and cheeks first before turning his attention towards licking up every last drop of cum from the slave's mouth: The salty-bitter taste mixing with that of Thomas's sweat to form a perverse cocktail of lust. He works his way down, cleaning the slut's body like a good little whore as Ethan watches with unbridled amusement and satisfaction, enjoying every moment of this boy’s slow descent into total and complete depravity.

Once he's reached Thomas's hole, Johnny hesitates for just a second—reluctant but unable to deny his Master's command even as it fills him with revulsion and self-loathing. Slowly and carefully, he begins circling his tongue around the stretched rim of the slave's ass: Tasting Ethan's cum mixed with his own and feeling an unfamiliar wave of shame wash over him. He starts to suck lightly, trying to coax the last bit of residual cum from inside Thomas's body while Ethan watches on, a smile of pure bliss spreading across his face as he savors every moment of this final act of degradation and submission.

Finally, after what feels like hours but is in reality just minutes at best, there is no more cum left inside Thomas: The hole now completely clean and free from any traces of their shared debauchery. With a satisfied smirk, Ethan pulls Johnny up off his knees, his cock still rock hard with desire even after the intensity of what they had all just experienced.

"You've done well," he says softly, running his fingers through Johnny's hair before pulling him into an unexpected kiss that leaves them both gasping for breath in the silence of the night.

With one final look of pure adoration in Ethan's direction, Johnny leans forward and starts to lick his Master's cock clean: The taste of Thomas's ass still lingering on the shaft but unable to overshadow the undeniable sense of power and control that pulses through him as he worships at Ethan's feet. As he works his tongue around the sensitive flesh, Johnny can feel a newfound sense of belonging and purpose taking root within him: Knowing that from now on he would always be nothing more than an object for Ethan's pleasure—a tool used to fulfill the darkest desires lurking deep in his soul.

They collapse together onto their side, tangled up in each other's limbs: The room still spinning with the intensity of their shared passion even as exhaustion slowly starts to take its hold. Ethan and Thomas rest, their bodies entangled almost lovingly. Meanwhile, Johnny lays awake staring up at the ceiling: The events of tonight etched permanently onto his mind as he comes to terms with this new life he has chosen for himself. Despite everything he's been through, there's one thought that remains constant throughout: No matter how filthy and depraved these acts might seem, there was something undeniably tender about what he felt for Thomas—and as long as their Master granted them permission to exist in each other's twisted world, he would follow him willingly into whatever darkness lay ahead. He joins Ethan and Thomas, the slave’s head resting against his new master’s chest, hearing a faint heartbeat that helps relax him.

Ethan watches his once-formidable rival crumble before him, and he can't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction coursing through him: Seeing the man who had once challenged his very existence reduced to nothing more than a willing slave was perhaps even sweeter than achieving dominance over Thomas just mere hours ago.

Ethan realizes that his desire to see them both fully submitted under his authority is only just beginning to take shape: There will be so many more acts of humiliation and degradation awaiting them in the days, weeks, and months ahead. So the night ends with three men connected by bonds stronger than blood and fate itself: Two slaves bound together under the same master's gaze while their owner watched on approvingly from his throne atop this kingdom built upon debauchery untold.

[billy88666]

What a great twist... Ethan removes his competition by reducing Johnny to another slave. Loved it!

[BBSwitch]

37 minutes ago, billy88666 said:

What a great twist... Ethan removes his competition by reducing Johnny to another slave. Loved it!

Thanks a lot! I mean, how could Ethan accept anyone to be his equal after all? Especially someone like Johnny, who was just waiting to be corrupted himself.

[rublthlad]

That was a fanatastic story

[Str8convert]

Great story, made me break out my dildo and slide it in my hungry hole 

[dazzasboy]

To say you have a way with words is an understatement. What have have is an amazing ability to take us right there were the action is and bring it to life as if we were there. Thank you

[Pnp-pig]

WOW I wish I that the words to describe how hot and amazing chapter 4 is!

 

thanks