Date: Fri, 27 Apr 2012 14:36:38 -0400 From: spider3x3.excite Subject: A WEEKEND SLAVE -- PART 3 The following story is an erotic work of gay fiction. If you are not of legal age to read stories of this nature or you are offended by the subject matter contained here, do not read any further. In real life, always play safe. Send any comments to spider3x3@excite.com * * * * * * * A WEEKEND SLAVE -- PART 3 by TY SHANNON It was a little after 8 when I came awake on Sunday morning. I could see the sun was out and that it was going to be a nice day. I stretched easily and slid my leg over so it rested against Bob's leg. He was still sleeping soundly, lying on his back with his arm across his face. I shifted my hand so it rested gently on his sexy thigh, and remembered the previous day-and-a-half -- the first night when he flew in, the games down in the woods yesterday, and the heavy suspension scene last night. I was kind of regretting that he had to leave. But I also knew that he probably wouldn't put up with this slave shit for more than another day or so. And once I let him take the chains off, he would be off partying and getting drunk with his friends, which I couldn't put up with. So it was probably just as well that he was leaving. He had been really cooperative so far, and hadn't given me any problems at all, even though I had really worked him over. I was feeling in a good mood and decided to give him a treat. I would give him a slow blow job, with no chains or punishment -- just pure pleasure. I carefully lifted the sheet off and gazed at his delicious body. There were a few dark spots on his chest and thigh where the belt had landed heavily before. I got up on my hands and knees, and moved over his crotch. His dick was completely soft, of course, so I lifted it up with one finger and engulfed it in my mouth. My lips pressed lightly in his hair as I held it, and ran my tongue around it. I wondered what that would feel like when he actually woke up. As it slicked up from my saliva his dick started to respond, and I could feel it slowly grow within my mouth. When it was fully hard, I swirled my tongue on the head, and then started slowly stroking it -- up and down, up and down -- slow and easy. I could tell from his breathing that he was still asleep. I wondered if this would affect his dreams. I kept on sucking and pretty soon his breathing changed slightly, and he mumbled a little. But then, suddenly, he woke up; and he reached down and roughly pushed my head away. "Leave me alone! I need some sleep." This really pissed me off! I sat there a minute and looked at him, but he rolled over on his side, facing the wall. I was trying to be nice to him, and he gave me shit! Well, if that was the way he wanted it, that was what he would get. I got out of bed and went into the front room, and picked up a couple of the chains from last night. I got back on the bed. Just as he started to look up to see what I was doing, I clipped one chain to his left wrist, and then pulled it roughly towards my side of the bed. Now he was fully awake. "What the fuck are you doing?!!" I ignored him and fastened the wrist to the near corner of the bed. His right foot was already attached to the far corner of the foot of the bed, so I pulled the left foot to the near corner and tied it there. He tried to struggle and resist, but tied as he was it was pretty hard to stop me. He bitched some more: "Will you leave me alone? I've had enough of this shit!" I didn't say anything. I took another chain and climbed on the bed and sat on his stomach. He tried to push me away with his one free hand, but it was still connected to the other wrist which was fastened to the bed. I held his arm down with my leg and clipped the new chain to his right wrist. He struggled a little when I freed the wrist from its connecting chain, but it was not hard to get it tied to the far corner of the bed. Now he was tightly spread-eagled on the bed, glaring up at me. His dick was going soft. "Listen, slave. I was trying to be nice to you, and just give you a quiet blow job. And all I get is a rash of shit." "Fuck you!" And he glared up at me again. He fought against the chains, muscles bulging in his arms and thighs. His stomach tightened as he tried to raise himself up -- but shortly he quit struggling and fell back. I didn't bother to reply. I got off the bed and got my belt. "If that's the way you want it, slave, that's all right with me." I swung the belt down, hard, right across his stomach. "SMACK!!" He pulled against the chains and cursed, "You son of a bitch..." "SMACK!" Across his chest. "SMACK! SMACK!" On his thighs. He shut up, as he finally realized that there was nothing he could do. I brought the belt down on his flesh swiftly, 6 - 8 - 10 times! He strained against the chains, and growled a little, but he wouldn't cry out. He was too macho for that. "You had enough, slave?" He just glared at me. I gave him 3 more really hard strokes, right on his nipples. "SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!!!" Then one more on his inner thigh, just missing his balls. He closed his eyes, and his breath hissed through his teeth, but he finally gave in. "Please, sir, that's enough." I could see the red streaks on his flesh, even through his tan. "Are you going to cooperate?" "Yes, sir." "Your plane doesn't leave till 3:00, and till then you are still my slave and I will do what I want with you. Do you understand?" His eyes were still closed. "Yes, sir." "I can't hear you, slave!" "YES, SIR!!!" "That's better." My cock was hard as a rock through all of this, of course. I dropped the belt and climbed back onto his chest. I grabbed his hair roughly with my left hand and slapped his face sharply with my right. "If I feel even a little bit of your teeth, you'll get twice as much as you already got." Using his hair, I pulled his face up to my throbbing cock, and I shoved it into his mouth. He was careful to keep his lips over his teeth, and I fucked his face, forcing my cock to the back of his throat on every stroke. He gagged a couple times as I did this, but I just kept fucking. Finally I stopped, and let his head fall back on the pillow. He swallowed and looked up at me. "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean to piss you off." "Well, you sure did, slave. I was just trying to be nice to you." I was starting to feel a little bad about this, since I really laid the belt on harder than I ever intended. But he asked for it, dammit! I moved down between his spread legs and started massaging his flesh where the belt struck him. He moaned slightly when I touched a tender spot. "I'm really sorry, sir, but you should know by now that I'm grouchy when I wake up in the morning." "I know, slave, but what you forget is that a slave can't afford to be grouchy at ANY time. If he is, he'll just get punished for it." After a few minutes, I laid down across his body and kissed him. I started kissing his neck, and working down across his chest. It was so much nicer without all that hair on his chest. My lips found a nipple, and I grasped it gently with my teeth, and flicked it with my tongue. Then I located that line of hair that led down across his abdomen, and followed it with my tongue. It dipped briefly into his navel, and then moved further down. I deliberately delayed going for his cock. I licked all around it, and licked his tender inner thighs. I sucked gently on his balls, taking them both into my mouth. Then I chewed lightly at the hair and skin at the base of his dick. I let his rigid cock brush against my cheek several times, but I still stayed away from it. I kept teasing him till he was thrusting with his cock, trying to get it near my mouth. I put my mouth close to it, and breathed softly on the head. It sprang upward as his muscles reacted, and he groaned softly. Finally I asked, "What do you want, slave?" "Please take it, sir. I need it." "Aren't you still feeling grouchy?" "No, sir. I just want you to suck it, sir." I grasped his throbbing cock at the base with one hand, and started licking up the shaft, just like an ice cream cone. His torso jerked as my tongue laved across the sensitive head. Then, finally, I forced my mouth down over his gorgeous dick -- one stroke, all the way to the bottom. I could feel the head throb at the back of my throat. I just held it there, with my lips grinding into his hair, and let my tongue work over it. I was aware of the low moan in his throat, and his attempts to thrust into my mouth, but I just held still and tight. I felt he was getting close already. That strapping must have gotten to him. Finally, I started a slow stroking motion with my mouth -- up and down, up and down -- verrrry slowly. On each stroke, I slid all the way off his dick, closed my lips, and then slowly forced the head back through my tight lips. I could hear his heavy breathing, and he gasped every time his dick entered my mouth. I wrapped my fingers snugly around the base of his balls. Then I applied pressure, pulling his balls away from his cock, as I continued to suck. I could see his stomach muscles strain as he raised off the bed as much as he could, and I heard the groan get louder in his throat. I sucked tighter and a little faster, and felt his cock get even more rigid. Then I quickly pulled my mouth off and wrapped my other hand around the shaft, and stroked it rapidly. I squeezed and pulled harder on his balls and stroked even faster -- and with a loud roar he came! The first spurt went clear over his head and hit the wall! The second spurt hit on his chin. He spurted again, and again, and finally stopped. I freed up his balls, and continued to stroke his softening cock, but eventually stopped. It took a while before his breathing came back to normal. "Are you all right, slave?" "Yes, sir. That was fantastic!" "I noticed." And I smiled. I got up from the bed and, getting a towel, I wiped my hand off and then wiped the cum off his body. "Thank you, sir." "You could have had it without the strapping, if you hadn't been such a prick." "I know, sir. And I'm sorry about that." I looked at the spot on the wall where his come had dripped down. "Did you see where the first load landed?", and I pointed to it. He looked up. "Holy shit! Did I do that?" "Well, I sure didn't. I think I'll just leave it there, as a souvenire." I pulled the sheet up over his body. "Go back to sleep, slave. I'll get you up in an hour or so." "Aren't you going to get off, sir?" "Not now." "I would really like you to fuck me, sir." "I know, but you'll have to wait till later, slave." I headed out into the front room. -------- * * * ------- I put some clothes on and went out to the mailbox for the Sunday paper. I fixed something quick to eat and then sat down and read the paper. About 10:00, I figured it was time to get him up. I had one more scene to put him through, and we had to leave about 12:30 to catch the airplane. I walked back to the bedroom and looked down at him. In a moment he opened his eyes and looked up at me. "It's a little awkward sleeping like this," he said, referring to the fact that he was still chained spread-eagled on his back. "Tough shit." I pulled the sheet off him and gazed down at his body. A twinge of regret went through me again, that we couldn't make it work living together, since he had the most gorgeous body I'd ever been to bed with. But, that's life, I guess. I climbed onto the bed and swung on his cock for a few minutes. Since he just shot a big load an hour ago, it took a little while for it to get hard, and he eventually rose to the occasion. But I didn't try to get him off again; that would come later. I chained his ankles together, and locked his wrists to the wrist chain, as usual. When he got up, he had to go take a leak. But when he came back I made him bend over while I greased up his ass and shoved the butt plug back in. "Is that necessary, sir?" "Shut up, slave. You don't question anything. In a couple hours it will all be over." We went out to the front room, and I let him fix something to eat. I enjoyed watching him moving around the kitchen, naked and in chains. He had some juice and a bowl of cold cereal. I didn't hassle him about doing the dishes; I had more interesting things for him to do. We sat and talked for a bit; but time was going by, so finally I told him, "We have one more scene to get through, slave. Do you have any requests?" He kind of smiled. He was probably surprised that I even asked. "I just want you to fuck me, sir. You're the only man I've ever been with who really knows how to give it to me the way I want it." He had told me that before. But he added, "I would appreciate it if you would take it easy with the strap. I'm kind of sore from this morning." "We'll see." We stood up, and he stretched a little -- at least, as much as the chains would allow. He bent down and tried to touch his toes a few times, just to loosen up. Then we went back to the bedroom. -------- * * * ------- He stood by the bed while I undressed and put my cock ring on. I wanted this fuck to last as long as I could, since it would probably be a long time before I got another chance to fuck him. When I was ready, I told him to sit on the side of the bed, and he did, facing me. I stepped up to him. "OK, slave, warm me up a little." I didn't have to explain what to do. His wrist chain was long enough that he could bring up both hands ,and he started playing with my cock and balls. Seeing him naked and in chains, it didn't take long before my cock was roaring hard. He stroked it slowly with one hand, and caressed my balls with the other. Just when I thought I was going to have to tell him to use his mouth, he did. He stuck his tongue out, and flicked the head of my dick several times, and then slowly slid his hot mouth over the head and down the shaft. "Unnnnhhh! Yeah!" I couldn't help myself; it felt great. He took as much as he could; held it for a little, and then began stroking with his mouth. I put one hand in his hair as he continued to suck, closed my eyes, and just enjoyed the sensations. I let him work on my cock for several minutes. I could see his cock getting hard, and smiled. I expected him to quit before this, but he just kept on sucking. Eventually I told him, "That`s great, slave. What's the matter? Are you starting to enjoy sucking a cock?" He looked up at me and pulled off long enough to say, "Fuck you ... sir." But he smiled quickly, and then slid his mouth back over my throbbing dick. I just laughed. Finally, I pushed his head away. "That's enough, slave. We have more exciting things to do." I pushed easily on his chest, and he laid back on the bed, cross-ways. "Slide back farther." He did, so his head was almost against the wall. I climbed onto the bed, and tied his hands spread wide. His left hand went to the head of the bed, and his right went to the foot. Then I got off the bed, and grabbed his legs and pulled him towards my side of the bed. This tightened the pressure on his arms -- the muscles stood out beneath the skin, and his chest lifted. "Easy, sir." "Shut up, slave." It also got his ass closer to my side of the bed, which is where I wanted it. I lifted up on his legs, and he obediently raised them up and rested his feet on the bed, with his knees in the air. I removed the chain between them, and then tied his ankles to his wrists, left to left and right to right. This kept his legs spread, and his knees up in the air -- and put his asshole right where I could get at it! "Spread your legs, slave." And he did, so that they were spread wide and almost flat on the bed. Now his inner thighs were staring up at me, with that beautiful dick right in the middle -- just like a pickle on a platter! The butt plug was still there, so I turned on the vibrator. His dick had stayed pretty hard, so I got down on my knees and sucked it some, and caressed his stomach and thighs with my hands. Now it was his turn to moan. But after a few more minutes of this, I released his dick and pulled the butt plug out. I looked down at him, but his eyes were closed. "What do you want, slave?" He looked up at me. "Please, sir, give me the real thing." "That's exactly what I have in mind." But first I got a few toys out on the bed where I could get at them. I preferred to have him lube my dick up for me, but with his hands tied that would be kind of difficult, so I did it myself. I used a couple fingers to put some more in his asshole, too. I wiped my hands off, and then pulled once more on his spread legs, to get his ass closer to my side of the bed. I wanted to be able to fuck him standing up, because then I could slam into him much harder -- and he loved to get it that way! I took my hard cock in my hand, dipped my knees slightly, and positioned the head against his asshole. I just held it there for a little, till he looked up at me again. I waited. "Please sir, give it to me." I just wiped the head against his ass. "Please, sir, I need it!" I just looked at him for another minute, and then suddenly pushed, hard! He cringed as the shaft was forced roughly into his asshole. I leaned forward and put my hands on his chest, and started fucking him. I hit bottom hard on every stroke, and my skin slapped against his tight ass. He started moaning. With my weight still on his chest, I grasped both nipples with my fingers and squeezed, hard. "Oooohh! Yeahhhh!!" I think he's starting to enjoy that. After a bit I stopped and stood upright, but left my hard cock in his asshole. He opened his eyes and looked at me. "God, that's incredible. -- Sir." I smiled. "I know." I picked up my belt. "Enjoy it, slave. This is going to be the best come of your life." I started stroking his flesh with the belt, with a moderate force. "Slap. Slap. Slap." I didn't try to fuck him; I just worked my hips around, side to side, and ground my skin against his ass. And I continued stroking with the belt. "Slap. Slap. Slap." I struck the muscles in his arms; and his nipples; and his abdomen. Then suddenly a strong one, right against his armpit: "SMACK!" His breath hissed through his teeth. I didn't stop. "Slap. Slap. Slap." His stomach again; and those exposed thighs. "SMACK!" On his right thigh. The groan started in his throat again, and he started to raise his legs off the bed. "Keep them on the bed, slave!" He forced them back down, and I kept at him. "Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap." "Please, sir, fuck me." "SMACK! SMACK!" On his left nipple. "Shut up!" Finally I put the belt down, and massaged his thighs and stomach. My cock was still inside him, of course, and hard as a rock; but I was not even close yet. I caressed his balls and played with his cock, which was now hard. He had been sliding away from me a little on the bed, so I grasped his thighs and pulled him sharply towards me. He groaned again. I picked up a pair of nipple clips, with an attached chain. I flicked his right nipple a few times with my finger, and then applied one of the clips. He flinched, and opened his eyes and looked down to see what I was doing. I had never used these particular clips on him before. I attached the other one to the left nipple. "Aaaahh!" He squirmed, and arched his back off the bed as the sensations hit him. I started slowly stroking my cock into his asshole. And I slid my finger under the chain connecting the nipple clips -- and tugged at it, not too gently. I heard the air rush through his teeth again. I continued stroking, and tugged the chain a few more times. "Ooooh! Please, sir, that's too much." "Shut up!" I tugged a couple more times, and then let loose of the chain. I didn't want to get him there too soon. I stopped fucking him, but again left my dick inside him. "Now listen, slave. I'm going to unhook your right hand, and you're going to take some lube and grease up your cock, do you understand?" He looked up at me. "Yes, sir." "And you don't take your hand off your dick. Is that clear?" "Yes, sir." By laying down across his body I could reach his right wrist without unplugging my dick, and I unclipped the chain. I straightened up again, and held out the jar of lube. He shook his hand a few times to loosen the muscles, and then dipped his finger into the jar and applied some grease to his throbbing cock. He closed his eyes and slowly started stroking his slick cock. I ground against his ass, and let him do it. I pulled sharply on the chain on his nipples a few times. "Unnnghhh! ... Yeahhh!" I let him do this for a couple more minutes, but again, I didn't want him getting there too soon. "Stop, slave!" He looked up at me. "Just hold it." He let his hand rest on his dick, and dropped his head back on the bed. I picked up a short piece of cord. I tied a slip knot in the end, and put the loop around his balls and tightened it down. He looked down to see what I was doing. I was still plugged in tight to his asshole, so I took the loose end of the cord and forced it up through my cock ring. It then went up across his stomach, where I tied it to the chain at the nipple clips. I left just a little slack in it. He watched this. "What are you going to do with that, sir?" I just smiled. When I was ready I slowly slid my cock out from his asshole, which pulled both ends of the cord, tugging on both his balls and the nipple clips at the same time. When I was most of the way out of his asshole, they were really stretched tight, and he groaned. "Ooooaaahh!" So I slid back in, and the pressure released. I loved it! It was working perfectly. "Please, sir. I don't think I can take that." "Shut up, slave." I laid down on top of him again, and kissed him slowly. I let my tongue slide over his lips, and he finally opened his mouth. My tongue snaked in, and touched over his tongue and teeth for a couple minutes. I felt my chest pushing the clips into his flesh. Then I pulled up and looked down at him. "This is it, slave. Start stroking your cock. And if you make too much noise, I'll put the gag in your mouth." He let his head drop back onto the bed, closed his eyes, and started stroking his dick. I made him stop and put a little more grease on it, and then he started in again. I slid my cock slowly away from him, and watched the pull on his nipples as I reached the end of my stroke. I could also see the grimace on his face when I did it; but he didn't cry out. I pushed back in, and then started a slow, smooth fuck of his asshole -- in and out, in and out -- while he continued to stroke his cock. I knew that the pain in his nipples and balls would get him there pretty quickly, so I picked up the pace. "Lets go for it, slave. Both at the same time." He moaned quietly every time I reached the end of my stroke, but he didn't complain -- he just kept massaging his throbbing cock! I could feel the sweat running down my sides, but I ignored it. But the sights and sounds were getting to me, too. So I made it rougher; I pulled out quickly, so his nipples were jerked away from his chest, and then I slammed back into his ass! He was really swinging with it. "Oh, God! ... Yeah! ... Harder!" He pulled faster on his meat. I pulled out and smashed back into him -- again -- again -- and again! BAM! ... BAM! ... BAM! I felt my cum boiling up inside me! "Yeah! ... Fuck me !! ... Do it! ........... EEAAAAAAHHHGH!" With a loud cry the cum blasted out of his dick! Even though he just came a little while ago, it spurted out again and again -- all over his chest and belly. At the same time my hot seed spilled into his fiery asshole as I kept fucking, and jerking on his balls and nipples! Eventually our dicks started to soften, and we stopped stroking. His face started to screw up, as the lust faded and the sensation in his nipples returned to pure pain. I leaned down to him and kissed him, hard -- and then raised up again. "Please, sir, you've got to take them off!" I knew how he felt, so I reached down and removed the two nipple clips. His torso tightened and twisted as he felt the circulation return. I massaged the nipples slowly till he finally relaxed on the bed. Then I laid down across him and just rested. After a bit I felt my dick start to slip out of his asshole. So I rolled slightly to one side, and freed the cord from the nipple clips. Then I pulled the cord out through my cock ring so there was no more pressure on his balls. I also unclipped his ankles, and he gingerly straightened his legs and let them rest on the floor. I laid down beside him, with my arm across his chest,and we just laid there for several minutes. Finally I spoke: "How you doing, slave?" "Fine, sir." "Was I right?" He looked over at me, questioningly. "Was that the best cum of your life, or what?" He grinned. "You sure got that rght!" -------- * * * ------- It was after 12, and we were just finishing lunch. He was still naked and in chains, of course, while I had my bathrobe on. "I hope I don't have to ride to the airport dressed like this ... sir." I just smiled. "Don't worry." But if it had been dark out, I just might have done that! And made him suck me off in the car one more time before I let him get dressed. That was something to remember. We finished up and stacked the dishes in the sink, and I led him back into the bedroom. I took a clip and hooked his chained hands together behind his back. "Shouldn't we get going, sir?" I just glared at him, and he shut up. I took my robe off and hung it in the closet. I stepped up in front of him and pulled him to me, so that our naked bodies were tight against each other. I kissed him, and started caressing his body with my hands. I kissed over his face -- his eyelids, his ears, and down onto his neck. And my hands roamed slowly down his back, and across his delightful ass. He didn't really get into this when we were living together, but now he couldn't stop me. I continued this for quite a while. My dick was getting hard again! "Down on your knees, slave!" I pushed on his shoulders, and he dropped to the floor. "Sir, we have to get going!" I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back roughly, and slapped his face. "I know what we have to do. You just do what you're told!" I released his hair, and he obediently took my cock in his mouth and started sucking it. I just stood there and let him do it for several minutes. It felt great; but I knew it would take quite a while before I could cum again; so I finally told him to stop. He stood up. I reached down and removed the cuffs and chain from his ankles; and then unlocked the chain around his waist. I looked him in the eye: "You have two minutes to get dressed, slave. And don't forget that your wrists get clipped back together as soon as you're ready." "Yes, sir." I unclipped the cuffs from behind his back, and then unlocked the connecting chain. We both quickly got our clothes on. When he was dressed, he stood there and looked at me with a slight smile on his face. "You know, if I didn't let you, you would never get my hands clipped together again ..... sir!" "You are probably right. But you also might not get back to Florida, slave." He looked at me a moment and then smiled. "I know. Besides, we made a bargain." So he held out his hands and I just clipped them together. I kissed him once more, and we went back into the front room. He had a quick drink of water, and we picked up his things and headed for the car. -------- * * * ------- It was a beautiful day, and the trip to the airport was uneventful. We finally drove into the parking lot and I pulled into a far corner. We had plenty of time. I looked at him. "Well, Robert, I thought it was a great weekend." "You would!" But he laughed. "I've got to admit that it turned out a lot more exciting than I thought it would." I reached over and removed the cuffs from his wrists, and he rubbed them briefly. I took a check from my pocket and gave it to him. "Thanks. I really need this." "Well, just don't forget what we talked about for paying it back." "I won't forget. You really bailed me out of a tough spot, and I appreciate it." He was quiet for a minute, and then he reached over and put his hand on my thigh, and kissed me gently. "I really did enjoy it. And that WAS the best cum of my life. In fact, I was thinking a little while ago that maybe I'll come back up next Fall for another weekend -- just for the fun of it." He smiled, and I could see a glint in his eye. I smiled back. "You could probably talk me into that." And we both laughed. But he went on, "You might also think about finding some other guy to stop in while I'm chained up like that. You could both do whatever you wanted to, and I couldn't stop you, could I?" I couldn't help laughing again. "That's right, my friend. That`s what it's all about." He gave my leg a light squeeze, and we climbed out of the car and went into the airport. He checked in, and we had a short wait till the plane boarded. But then he headed for the gate, and with a wave of his hand he was gone. I went to the car and headed down the road. And all the way home I was fantasizing about his returning next Fall.