Date: Fri, 2 Nov 2001 10:57:21 EST
From: Lbhman1@aol.com
Subject: Bob's Boy-Toy (part 9)

			  Bob's Boy-Toy (part 9)

     That Saturday, Bob had me clean the pool and back yard, saying we were 
to have some guests that night, and it was to be a pool party.  Sweeping the 
pool was hard work, and mowing, trimming and pruning the bushes, had tired me 
out.  Bob came out and said "You better get some energy back, bitch, cause you
'll need it tonight."  
     I decided to take a quick power nap, prior to bathing, in preparation 
for the night's activities.  I awoke to find Bob's cock slipping into my 
mouth, as he said, "Need to piss, boy.  Open up."  I automatically accepted 
his meat and felt his pee surging into me.  He was so good at making me do 
what he wanted.  That warm salty liquid filled my mouth as I glued my lips to 
his soft, powerful cock, allowing him to completely use me.  
     "Better get ready, now, my little cunt-boy."  
     I went to the bathroom, bathed, shaved, douched, put on some lotion, and 
returned to the bedroom to find only two pieces of clothing to be worn for 
the evening. -a bright pink collar and the matching leather pouch.  This 
pouch wasn't a thong, though.  It had small leather straps that went around 
my legs, not up thru the crack, and left my ass completely uncovered.  The 
small metal studs on the front of it matched the ones on my collar, and of 
course on the leash that Bob would control.  So, after putting on the 
smallest cockring, a shiny metal one, which he had laid out, I donned those 
two leather pieces, and walked downstairs.  
     Bob had on nice jeans with a leather vest.  He looked wonderful.  As I 
approached him, I wanted to get on my knees and attack his crotch, but he had 
different ideas.  "Get all of the food laid out on the patio, including the 
ice chest and drinks at the bar,", he said after wolf whistling at me.  
     I worked diligently; making sure everything was in place for the gala 
event he had seemed to be leading up to.  
     "When our guests arrive, meet them at the door, and do as your told.  
All of my friends here, tonight are very special to me, so you will treat 
them like you would me, understand?  You will do as your told, by anyone who 
wants.  Make me proud of you, slut."
     I could only shake my head, affirmatively, saying, "Yes, sir, I'll do as 
I'm told, if that's what you want."
      Well, the doorbell rang, at least 15 times, with men filing in, one by 
one.  I knew I would get exactly what I needed, a lot of cock and cum.  Wow, 
there were some great looking guys, and by the size of their baskets, some 
big, no huge, cocks that I would be servicing throughout the evening.  
     At one point, Bob had a pair of handcuffs on my wrists, with my arms 
behind my back, so I was totally at their beck and call.  At any given time, 
that night, I had 1-6 cocks using my body.  All I could do was to smile and 
say, "Next?"  I lost count at the number of orgasms that splayed my body, as 
I know some of them came twice.  I was fucked, mercilessly, by these men.  My 
ass was sore and quite puffy, my mouth stretched to it's limits, and I had 
been covered from head to toe with cum from their spurting cocks.  But, I was 
a happy camper.
     During part of the evening, I was on my hands and knees, with a big 
black guy, fucking away at my sore pussy, and 3 guys using my mouth, 
alternately.  It seemed I was to be a cum depository for them, the whole 
evening, as they kept shooting their loads on me or in me, depending on their 
choice.  When the guy in my ass finally shot, he yelled as loud as anyone had 
ever done, as he unloaded his sweet juice.  As if I needed it, he provided 
more lube for me, so the next guy could easily slide in, and make me groan in 
pleasure.   I moaned around the cock in my mouth, as he came, and I was 
filled, with both cock and cum, for the entire night.   My little clitty cock 
was rock hard, just about all night, too from all of the manmeat in my mouth 
and cunt.   
     About six AM, I finally fell asleep, laying between Bob's legs, with his 
soft prick nestled between my lips.
      I looked back, at the nights activities, and realized how much of a 
slut I had become.  Any sex act that these men wanted, I performed.  Piss on 
me, or in me,  fuck my ass-pussy, fuck my mouth, tongue out their asses, eat 
all of the cum that was presented to me, all on command.  I have definitely 
taken this to another level.  This need to be used by men has taken over my 
whole being, has dominated my soul, controls my every move, and is my new 
reason for living.   Bob has seen to it, for sure, and I'm forever in his 
debt.

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