Date: Thu, 5 Jul 2007 07:43:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Roberts <darkroad53@yahoo.com>
Subject: Abduction in a small town - Part 14 (Gay Authoritarian)

This is the next chapter in the ongoing ordeal of my
abduction and submission. If you have found this then
you obviously like M/m contact, consensual or
otherwise. Thanks to all of you who have written and
commented on previous chapters. You have given me the
desire to continue writing. To all others Masters and
fellow subs, please write and critique or comments.

AST 14

"Get on your knees bitch and crawl back into that
basement; you've got five cocks to take care of."

My legs are stiff because of being spread so long, and
with my arms are still cuffed behind my back, I am
slow to respond. This angers Master Eric. "LOOK CUNT,
QUIT FUCKIN' AROUND AND GET YOUR ASS MOVING.  Grabbing
me by the hair, he screams, "MOVE!"

I do my best to hobble toward the basement room. The
floor of the garage is hard concrete, and I must
struggle to maintain my balance as Master Eric drags
me along. When I get to the threshold, I feel two
hands reach under my arms and lift me into the room
and over to an easy chair where I am left to kneel and
accept my ordeal.

Mark tells Master Eric, "I think you should unlock his
wrists; that way he can use his hands while he's eats
cock."

As Master Eric releases my wrists, he says, "Okay.
You're going to be free for a while, boy, so you'd
better do a good job sucking cock."

Master Charles is the first to stand in front of me
with his hard cock already sticking out of his half
open blue jeans. I feel the strength in his hands when
he places them on my shoulders, and I sneak a glance
at his muscular arms and hairy chest.  He reaches out,
grabs the back of my head, and pulls my face into his
crotch. In a dominant tone he says, "I want you to get
used to the feeling of being down there. You look so
good in this  position. We should name your best
position as, "johnnie's eye view". You have such nice
pussy lips; it would've been such a waste if you went
through your whole life without using them to suck on
my hot, thick cock.  So, I want you to suck me nice
and slow because you're not going to be able to get it
all in your mouth at first. But I want you to go down
on it slowly as much as you can. Relax, and you'll get
more and more of it in each time as you get used to
it. Your jaw will eventually start to get tired. If
you feel like you need to give your jaw a rest, you
can take your mouth off my dick, but then I want you
to use your tongue and mouth on my balls."

While I am listening to his all-to-serious tone of
voice, thinking that I will have to suck him exactly
the way he wants or else, Master Eric interrupts,
"What a minute Charles; I won this bitch, so I make
the rules about the cock sucking. You guys would keep
this pussy on his knees all night if you could. That
isn't going to happen. Here's how he's going to eat
each of you."

Turning to me he says, "johnnie, I want you to use
your hands and your mouth. You can start with Charles;
he's got the biggest cock, and he's been dying to use
you anyway. Massage his balls with your left hand and
slide your right hand up and down his shaft while you
suck and lick the head; you can even try and stick
your tongue in his piss slit."

Turning his attention back to the others, Master Eric
says, "You each have five minutes to shoot your cum
into johnnie's cunt mouth; I'm sure he'll be able to
satisfy all you horny fuckers. I'll be back in a half
hour; I've got some calls to make."

Grabbing me by the hair he says, "Get your cunt mouth
working slave; Charles is ready to shove his long,
thick, hard cock down your throat."

I don't need to hear anymore. I reach up, take Master
Charles hairy balls in my left hand, and his shaft in
my right as I cover the head of his cock with my
mouth. I get an immediate deep, guttural groan from
him, so I know he won't have any difficulty cumming in
my mouth. I work his cock and balls with my hands and
mouth like they were my own. I gently roll his balls
and slide my hand quickly and slowly up and down while
I suck and release, and swirl my tongue.

Within a couple of minutes I experience the
unmistakable taste of male sperm leaking into my
mouth. Knowing that he will shoot his load into my
mouth, I move my right hand faster and suck a bit
harder on his cock. When I hear him begin to groan and
feel his cock growing even larger in my hand, I
prepare myself. The first spasms are strong as globs
of cum slam into my mouth. Master Charles has a
powerful climax. He grabs my head, holds it still and
makes short stabbing thrusts as I milk his cock of all
its cum. As his jerking movements subside, I hear his
heavy breathing and sighs of relief.

His manner is changed when he pulls his softening cock
out of my mouth. He looks down at me, he grabs my jaw
and says, "That's one sweet mouth you've got johnnie.
Too bad you're not going home with me. Have fun Eric.
Who's next?"

Master James steps up stroking his cock and settles
himself in front of me. His cock is almost as large as
Master Charles.  I'm thankful that I don't have to go
down on these guys for a long time. My mouth and jaw
would be aching. He says to me, "Go ahead, boy; do
your stuff, and make it good."

I reach for his cock and balls just like I did for
Master Charles, but he stops me and says, "Since I've
got five minutes to use your mouth, boy, you'll do it
my way! Grab my ass cheeks and hold on. I'm going to
mouth fuck you. All you have to do keep the right
pressure with you mouth. If you don't, I let you
know."

I obey him, grabbing his ass cheeks, noticing that
they are taught and muscular, not an ounce of fat. As
soon as I open my mouth, he shoves his dick to the
back of my throat almost making me gag. He pulls back
quickly and thrusts again. As I get use to him plowing
my mouth with his thick, hard cock, I keep my lips
clenched tightly lubricating him with my saliva. He
groans and grunts with each thrust.

I feel so humiliated knowing that I have five men
watching me suck another man's cock while I kneel
naked and submissive. The more he pumps and withdraws
his cock, the more the heat builds between us. My jaw
is getting tired, and my throat is getting sore, but
he continues to rape my mouth with no thought of how I
am doing. I hear the others taunting me, calling out
to me: "Suck it pussy!"
"Yeah, cunt; suck the cum right out of his balls!"
"Come on, let's hear how much you like to suck cock;
moan for us bitch!"

I don't want this, but I'm their prisoner, and there
is no way out. Either I perform or they will punish
me. Just about the time I think I am going to break
from the abuse, he begins to groan more loudly, and
his thrusts become shorter, and he pauses between each
one. Then without saying anything to me, he holds my
head in his big hands, stops moving, and shouts like
I've bitten off his cock. His cum shoots into my mouth
and down my throat as I suck and swallow every drop.
He holds me for the full five minutes. By then, his
cock stops throbbing, he pulls away from me leaving
breathing heavily from the ordeal. "Thanks a lot,
cunt! You're lucky you aren't going home with me. I'd
be fuckin' you all night."

Mark replaces Master James. He stands above me as I
slump down, my head bowed, my mouth dry and sore,
still tasting the hot cum of two men in my mouth.
Handing me a bottle of water, he says, "Drink up
slave; I want you to have a lot spit so you can lather
up my cock."

I take the bottle from him, twist off the cap, and
drink the whole thing without stopping. Once it is
gone, I know what's next, so I wait with my eyes
looking at the floor.

When Mark's grabs my hair and pulls me up to my knees,
I see that his cock is fully erect, sticking out from
thick, dark brown hair covering his balls and legs.
"Suck my balls, boy. I want to feel your wet tongue
really working on them."

I open my mouth as wide and suck in his balls, and
gently massaging them with my tongue and lips. When I
bring enough saliva into my mouth, I begin to swirl my
tongue. I lick him, and I suck him feeling the flesh
of his ball sac and the hair covering it. I feel his
two balls sliding around inside as I move my tongue in
circles. He makes me work on his balls for a good two
minutes before I feel him push my head back and then
guide my mouth to the head of his cock.

"Now, listen boy. I want you to work the head of my
cock just like you did my balls because I've got a bid
load of cum for you to eat, and I want to fill your
mouth with it." Between grunts and groans he says,
"Don't swallow my cum when I climax. I want you to
hold it in your pussy mouth. Then I'm going to take a
picture of your wide open mouth full of my cum."

I hold his balls and cock in my hands and bob my head
up and down on the head of his cock, just as he has
ordered all the while thinking, "It's just one more
way they can humiliate me. `Slave boy Johnny eats his
Master's cum.'" The water I drank helps; I have plenty
of saliva to really work Dr. Mark's cock. It feels
like the head is getting bigger the more I suck him.
His cock is long, hard and straight, covered by thick
soft flesh. As I slide my tongue over its surface I
can feel the bulging veins, the ridge that separates
the head from the shaft, and the underside that comes
to a point at his piss slit, very much like an
arrowhead. The more I lick and suck his cock head, the
more he moves and moans. Then he, like the others,
grabs my head, stops moving and emits a loud guttural
groan when he spurts his cum into my waiting mouth.

Instead of swallowing the hot, salty cum this time, I
hold it in my mouth as I milk every drop from his
shaft. I sense each throb as it pumps his cum into me.
When he is satisfied, he pulls his cock out of my
mouth and asks Master Eric to take a picture. As
Master Eric readies the camera, Dr. Mark orders me to
open my mouth full of cum and look toward the camera.
He also makes me hold his cum covered dick close to my
open mouth. Master Eric takes pictures from several
angles recording the results of my latest cock sucking
ordeal. When he is finished, Dr. Mark says simply,
"Swallow my cum now, slave. My cock needs cleaned.

I swallow deeply, sucking down the last of his cum
that I held in my mouth. Then I turn my attention to
his cock, licking and sucking the glistening cum and
cleaning him. When he is satisfied, I am pushed away,
ready for the next cock.

Master David is eager for his five minutes, so he
strips off his clothes and strokes his cock as he gets
into position. "You know what, bitch; I'm going to
relax in this chair while go to work on me. Get over
here, really close, and start way under my balls.
Lather me up until I tell you to stop. And hold my
balls up and out of the way so you can lick the whole
area. I know you'll like the taste of my sweat down
there."

It has been difficult to eat one cock after another,
so when he slides his  body toward me, I take my time
licking and sucking under his balls. He moans and pats
my head approvingly, "Good, boy! Keep licking, cunt!
And start working on my balls."  I lather his sac
feeling the large but delicate balls inside. He has
shaved, so his flesh is very smooth, and I can taste
the slight hint of sweat from the excitement of
standing around waiting his turn. As I suck his balls,
I begin sliding my hand up and down his long shaft.
Then I think of a way that might make him cum faster.
I bring my hand to my mouth, spit on the palm, and
then slide it up his shaft and over the head. The
slipperiness of my saliva makes for good lubrication
as I roll the palm of my hand over his cock head. His
reaction is a deep guttural groan. "Boy, where did you
learn that trick?"

I just keep moving, with his balls deep in my mouth,
all I can do is let out a moan. "This boy loves cock.
Now let's see how he likes my cum.  "Eric, you lucky
bastard! Looks like you've got yourself more than
virgin ass tonight." Grabbing my hair, he says to me,
"Get ready, boy! I'm going to full your mouth with
cum, so get it on my dick."

I kneel up straighter and cover his cock with my
mouth. With my lips locked tightly to his dick, I bob
my head up and down as quickly as I can. In less than
a minute, he grabs the sides of my head with his
hands, holds my mouth on the head of his cock and
pumps his cum to the back of my throat. The hot, salty
taste is the same as the others, so I swallow it all,
humiliated over what I have had to do again. When he
is spent, he holds my head down so his cock is lodged
in my throat. I can't breathe, but when I try to
struggle and pull back, he overpowers me and holds
tight.  Then, as soon as I begin to wobble, he
releases my head, and I gasp for air. I choke loudly
and my eyes start watering from the assault. All
Master David does is growl, "What's the matter pussy?
You want to suck cock and eat cum, but you really
can't take the punishment. Get the fuck away from me;
I'm done with you!"

I've got nowhere to go, so I slump back on my heels
and bow my head in shame. Master Travis is not about
to show me any mercy and let me out of this; he steps
up to me, straddles my head and shoulders and half
sits on my back. "I'm getting my five minutes the way
I want, cunt! You guys grab his arms and legs and put
his ass on the table."

Masters Mark, David, Charles, and James roughly grab
my limbs, hoist me off the floor and carry me to a
large table in the room. Master Travis gathers some
pieces of rope and throws them on my chest. "Take
these and tie him to the legs of the table, but make
sure his head hangs off the end." When I am slammed
down on the table, they pull my arms and legs to the
corners keeping my limbs spread eagled. Then they tie
me down. I'm not sure what Master Travis plans, so the
anxiety causes me to breathe rapidly.

"Stand around and watch this. Master Travis leans down
to my ear and says, "You'd better relax, pussy. I'm
going to fuck your mouth and throat. If you fight me,
it's going to hurt. But don't panic; I'm not going to
choke you to death. I just want to cum deep in your
throat." When he stands up, he grabs the sides of my
head, bends it toward the floor so my mouth and throat
are in a straight line. I can't help myself. I start
whimpering. "Open up, cunt!"

Reluctantly, I open my mouth. In this position, I am
looking at his midsection upside down. His spread legs
make a v-shape up to his balls hanging below his hard
cock. He slides his veined shaft into my waiting mouth
and shoves it to the back of my throat. With me like
this, the head of his cock glides across my tongue and
his balls brush my hair and forehead.

He takes complete control and moves his hips back and
forth, driving his cock as far down my throat as he
can. I force myself to relax because I can feel his
cock fill my mouth and throat cavity and cut off my
breathing. He fucks me and fucks me rocking back and
forth, in and out until he begins to groan and grunt.
My own saliva is drooling out of my mouth and down my
neck onto the table.

With his cock growing larger in my mouth, he shortens
and quickens his thrusts. Even then he doesn't cum; he
pounds me mercilessly while the others cheer him on.
"Fill that cunt's mouth with your cum Travis! Fuck
Him! Fuck him, hard! Show him who's in charge!"

With all this encouragement, Master Travis comes to
the edge. He stops moving; for a moment he holds his
cock just inside my closed mouth. Then, with one long,
low guttural groan, he cock blasts a heavy, thick load
into my mouth. The size of his cock and now the cum
completely cuts off my breathing, so I begin to panic
and struggle against the ropes and his cock, trying to
swallow the cum and get some air. I feel the mixture
of spit and my body sweat under my spread eagled,
naked, abused body. As soon as I begin gasping for
air, Master Travis pulls his cock back but not out of
my mouth. When the air rushes in, I relax. He is
relentless. "Keep sucking and swallowing boy; I want a
clean cock when I pull it out of your mouth."  I
continue to suck on his throbbing cock until his
spasms subside and he pulls away from me.

When the men walk out of the room, I lay there in
shock, my naked body tied securely to the table,
wondering what else I will have to endure. I was
supposed to leave with Master Eric some time ago, but
with each passing moment, they have come up with new
ways to use me as their slave. Master Eric returns,
and he walks into the room to see how I am doing. When
he sees what condition I am in, cum covered and
sweating, he is upset with the others. "How in the
fuck do you expect this slave to perform for me when
you guys have worn him out? This is going to cost you.
I'm taking robbie with me, and I'm going to keep both
of them for three days instead of one. So go and get
him; I want him to get his friend in shape to go."

Knowing the Master Eric is serious, the others don't
argue. Mark takes his keys and leaves the room to get
rob.  Within minutes he leads him in, naked except for
the black collar and leash. "Crawl over to the table
and wait, boy. You're going with Master Eric and
johnnie." As my head hangs over the table edge, I
watch rob crawl over to me; it's strange, but even
though we both know this isn't over yet, this is
better than being alone. The men are talking quietly
about what they plan on doing now. Then Master Eric
turns to us and says, "Okay, robbie is going to
release you, but don't move; he's got to do a few more
things before you're ready."  Rob takes his time
untying the ropes holding my arms and legs to the
table. Once I am free, Master Eric says to me, "Roll
over on your stomach and put your hands behind your
back. robbie, take these cuffs and lock johnnie's
wrists and ankles together."  Somewhat stiffly, I
slowly turn my sweat soaked, sore, abused body from my
back to my stomach. Then I obediently cross my hands
behind my back.

Taking first one wrist and then the other, rob
attaches the cuffs, locking them securely; at the same
time, Master Eric buckles a dog collar around my neck
and snaps on a leash. "Now I've got two dog slaves.
robbie, I've got one more thing for johnnie; take this
butt plug, lather it up with your spit and shove it up
his ass."

I know rob's got to feel humiliated, but I hear him
lathering the butt plug with his mouth. When Master
Eric spreads my ass cheeks apart, rob shoves in the
plug as far as it will go. When I grunt loudly from
the tormenting pain and pressure, he asks, "How's that
feel, slave?"

When all I do is moan, he says, "Don't bother
answering, it doesn't matter. In fact, I think you
need to be gagged again until I need your mouth on my
cock." robbie go and get the ball gag with the head
harness that Johnny had on earlier. And while you're
at it, bring me the hood too!"

When rob returns, he is ordered to put the ball gag
harness and hood back on me. Since I don't have a
choice, I open my mouth and he slides the ball deep
inside. With it lodged in my mouth, rob buckles the
straps to my head. Master Eric checks to make sure it
is on properly, and then he tells rob to cover my head
with the hood. Our eyes meet once more before he puts
me in total darkness, cinching the drawstring around
my neck.

to be continued...

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have the time correspond with this sub, i would show
my deepest gratitude. darkroad53@yahoo.com