Date: Sun, 19 Jul 2015 13:00:11 -0400 From: Eff Del Subject: Compelled-6 Compelled-Chapter 6 By Eff Del Nolitimere156@gmail.com It was Friday. I was removing my clothes because Dorn had just entered the house for his morning blowjob. I had submissively yielded to his imposed routine and for the time being at least, I was resigned to being dominated and used by an essentially cruel fifteen year-old who I had once regarded as a friend. For almost three years I'd helped him with school projects, answered questions he wasn't comfortable going to his mother with and shared simple but pleasant moments with him. That had all changed last week when he had confronted me with his evil plan of coercion based upon a well thought out lie. I lie that I knew I couldn't win against because he could make it look real and my life and relatively new career would be destroyed. As he watched me undress, his smirk was positively evil. He enjoyed my forced submissive behavior almost as much as he enjoyed the sexual gratification I thought. "Now Travis, tomorrow is a big day for you. Your first gang bang huh? Today, I want you to buy two tubes of lube. We'll bring them to the guys as your present and also, I want you to get two of those...I think they're called Fleet enemas...enemas anyway. In the morning give them both to yourself and then take a long shower. I want you squeaky clean for them when I bring you there. You won't stay that way for long but that's not my problem. I won't be coming over to fuck you tonight because I'm going to a birthday party so that will give your ass a rest before the big event tomorrow." I was horrified as he talked about all of this as if it were a commonplace event. "I want you dressed in shorts and a tee shirt...one in a solid color and no design so if you don't have one like that, better buy one today. I'll put your collar on in the morning." "My collar Dorn?" He smiled cruelly. "Of course, I'm presenting you on a leash tomorrow Travis. I've already told you that you're a pet and pets often have to be kept on a leash." I wondered how much more mortification this evil little boy could impose upon me as he gestured for me to kneel down and he dropped his shorts and underpants and guided his rampant cock to my lips. I had two classes to teach at the Junior College today and somehow was able to clear my head enough to do a more than decent job of it. I then drove to the mega drug store and purchased two large tubes of KY and two FLEET enemas I didn't even give a crap what the young cashier thought about my transaction. Before heading home, I purchased a bottle of nice Merlot. I ate a pleasant simple dinner at my favorite Chinese restaurant and headed home. I pulled the cork on my wine bottle, poured a glass and headed to the bathroom and started the water in the tub. I needed a hot bath and some wine. I went to bed trying not to think of the humiliation and physical punishment I was going to face tomorrow. Surprisingly, I slept well. I woke up really early and decided to use the enemas. I was a bit surprised at how difficult it is to give yourself an enema. The only one I'd ever had before was as a child lying over my mother's lap. There is a bit of contortionism involved but I worked it out and for about a half an hour the toilet and I became very friendly. I then jumped into the shower and meticulously washed my entire body. I dressed into tan cargo shorts and a plain red tee shirt. It was still early and there was some wine left in the bottle so I poured myself a glass and sat waiting to be abused and mortified by a group of boys who had paid Dorn for the privilege. What the hell had happened to my life? How had I lost control so quickly? Suddenly I was a whore with a fifteen-year-old pimp! I knew there was a way out of this I just needed to concentrate. The doorbell rang and I opened the door. He was looking smug and confident. I moved aside and began to remove my shirt. "No Travis. Not this morning. You're dressed perfectly and I don't want to spoil it. Come here though and kneel down." He removed a thick brown leather dog collar from a bag he'd carried in. I knelt before him and he fastened it around my neck. The humiliation was overwhelming and silent tears streamed down my cheeks. He noticed my weeping and placed a firm hand on my chin. "Better cut that out right now Travis. You've got a long day ahead of you and it's all about doin' and nothing about crying. You're going to make me money today and Dorn likes money Travis you better know that." At his request, I handed him the two tubes of lube and we headed down to the garage and into my car. "I'll hook up your leash after we park and then, you don't speak unless you're spoken to. Your job is to be used. You'll do whatever they want. I'll be hanging around but it's their show until tonight. I bet you're going to be tired so I'm giving you all of Sunday off." As we got out of the car, he reached up and I heard the click of the snap latch and felt a sudden tug at my neck. "OK Travis, let's go get some money and get you really, really fucked." (continued) Input is very very welcomed