Date: Wed, 25 Mar 2009 13:34:44 -0700 (PDT) From: Kai Anderson Subject: SLUTTY WHORE SOUGHT BY HOT GAM MASTER 15 SLUTTY WHORE SOUGHT BY HOT GAM MASTER 15 by GWMSUB4DOMGAM ============== As I drifted off again into another slutty dream world I jumped suddenly as the house began falling around me in a thunderous roar. I froze in fear and found myself sucking in a deep breath, waiting for the beams to slam into me at any second, then slowly realized it was the sound of the garage door opening. In the silent world I had entered, the sound of the garage door rumbling open was almost deafening. The door noise stopped and silence flooded the garage again. I turned and craned my head listening for the vehicle or voices, but hear nothing at all. I began to imagine all manner of things going on. Thieves that managed to activate the door, only to find a naked white slut, bound by chain in the middle of the garage. An electrical fault which just caused the door to open on it's own, exposing me to the street. I then heard the sounds of feet scuffing slightly on the concrete behind me. I tried to listen intently and realized that at least two people were behind me to the right, while at least one or maybe two were on my left side behind me. Four people, was one of them Master Kitagawa? The garage door hadn't closed yet. I was naked to the world outside, and to these four who were slowly surrounding me. What exactly was going on. The material and duct tape over my eyes prevented any light in and any opening through which I could try to look. Suddenly a hand slapped my right ass cheek so hard that it almost sounded like a bullet being fired in the quiet of the garage. I yelped and jerked forward against the chain around my neck, my cock bouncing as I realized it was engorged once again at the thought of four strangers looking at me in this state, and the weight swung between my legs causing me more discomfort. Another hand slapped me hard across the stomach as a third slapped the back of my left leg. Hands began pummeling me in every conceivable spot, including slapping my cock and my face. As I twisted and turned trying to avoid each successive blow, my abusers laughed and giggled at each other, and I smelled the distinct odor of alcohol. ================= Hands grabbed my head, pulling it back and at the same time forcing my mouth open. I heard the distinct sounds of at least two or more people spitting and felt the spit land on my face and in my mouth. My ass was probed by fingers which roughly and without mercy pushed all the way in and twisted around before they were removed and pushed into my open mouth. I sucked immediately as my jaw was released from being held open. Suddenly a tug on the chain around my neck pulled me forward and I fell into someone. I hear a chuckle, but did not recognize the voice or the laugh. The warmth of the body was exciting though, and my cock twitched. I realized the leash was no longer restraining me to my place on the garage floor, and I was being led....somewhere, while hands continued to roam my naked flesh, slap my rock hard cock, and probe my wiggling asshole as I walked. I felt the surface of the ground change and the acoustics of the chain clinking quietly also changed, and I realized I was outside of the garage, on the street. This was one of my most exciting things....to be forced naked into submission while in a public placed, especially in front of strangers. My cock responded by twitching and leaking pre-cum as I was pulled forward before hands on my upper back forced me to bend forward. I felt as though I was going to fall flat on my face as the leash was tugged forward and down with a sudden force, but I was caught by hands and again realized sounds and smells had changed. I was being pulled into a car of some type. My head and shoulders landed in the lap of someone while someone else pushed my hips aside to slide into the seat next to the first person. I head the door behind me slam closed, and then the two front seat doors close likewise. As the engine started the four were chatting animatedly in Japanese, and I felt the person under my head shifting his hands. He unzipped his fly and I felt his hard cock fall against my cheek. Hands tried to grab my hair, but it was too short for real purchase, so they instead lifted my entire head and the cock was pushed into my mouth. "Suck beetch" was the accented command and I began to run my tongue around the hard and shaft, tasting his pre-cum already leaking copiously into the back of my throat. I heard laughter and comments from the others as fingers began probing my ass and stroking my rock hard cock at the same time. This continued with them talking for quite some time until we parked and the engine was silences. I felt the tape being removed from my head and the pad which had blinded me was removed. As I opened my eyes, I was pulled forward by the leash out of the car, blinking and trying to get my eyes to re-focus. I stood up, tugged upright by the steel chain leach to come face to face with Master Kitagawa, smiling at me. "Make me proud here boy" he whispered into my ear "and make Master Kosugi proud also" "Yes Sir" I replied quietly, in almost a whisper. Master Kitagawa pulled his head away, smiled patted me on the right cheek in a very affectionate way, then he turned allowing the leash to flip over his shoulder, forcing me to walk very closely behind him as he strode down what was clearly a narrow alley of some length, between two tall buildings. I kept my head down as we walked, looking at Master Kitagawa's feet to ensure I did not get ensnared, and to be sure I did not step on any glass or rocks as I walked barefoot down the alley. I was aware the three others were walking just behind us but I did not try to look. Every now and then however, one or other of them would slap my ass lightly as they talked casually -- as though walking a stark naked and barefoot white boy down an alley with a steel chain collar and leash was absolutely common place. Just a regular night out on the town. We reached a small loading dock and Master Kitagawa rang a doorbell. We waited for a few moments and the door was opened. Nothing was said and a few moments later we all shuffled inside the door to what appeared to be a corridor that contained a large freight elevator. Two guys sitting at a table just inside the door immediately whooped as we entered. "Woo-wee....we got a live one" one said in a deep voice, while the other commented "Now that's whad ha'm tawlkin about." "You like" Master Kitagawa said in a stronger Japanese accent that I'd heard from him before. As they indicated their strong agreement, Master pulled me forward to provide them with an unimpeded view. He turned me with his hands, then snapped his fingers pointing to the ground in front of him. I immediately dropped to my knees and rested my head on his closest sneaker. "Lick" Master commanded and as I began devouring his sneaker with my tongue I heard the doorbell ring and the door open with the sounds of loud discussion and laughter from outside in the alley. Master lifted his foot slightly and I lifted up resting my head in his crotch. The discussion and laughter from outside had stopped, but I could clearly hear whispering and quiet discussions going on as they shuffled into the lobby space. I continued to lick and nuzzle into his crotch as the guys behind the desk expressed their appreciation for the show. "You got a real nice slave there -- you guys can go on in -- no charge." "Thank you" said Master Kitagawa very formally as he pulled me up to my feet and we moved to the side and into the large freight elevator with his three friends. Master moved to the back of the elevator and snapped his fingers to put me down on the ground again, which I did immediately. A few moments later the others who had followed us into the lobby also entered the freight elevator and I heard the big doors closing. The elevator began moving upwards. "Nice slave" I heard a female voice say. "How did he get those marks" another female voice asked. "I whipped him before we came out. He enjoys it" Said Master Kitagawa in a proud tone. "Kneel boy" Master commanded, pulling on my leash. I immediately lifted by upper torso to kneel on the elevator floor, knees spread wide apart, head down. Master then used one finger to lift my head turn it back until I was facing upward with my mouth open. As I lifted my head I noticed about six females, four white and two Latino looking, and three guys. Two of the guys were white, wearing leather dog collars with leather leashes clipped to them. One guy was light skinned black, looked really young, and was wearing only a pair of leather shorts, a leather studded collar, doc Marten boots and a steel collar that was held by one of the white girls. Master Kitagawa leaned forward and spat into my mouth, then indicated for his three friends to do likewise. They did, smiling at me as they did so. I got my first real look at them as they did this. All were clearly Japanese early twenties, in good shape, and handsome. One of Masters friends turned to the girls as the elevator stopped and the doors began to open. "If they are your slaves girls, they should be naked for this party. Then you'd have gotten in for free." The girls giggled and teased the guys as they basically commented that the two white guys were vanilla boyfriends and just here for fun. As the elevator doors opened out onto a large warehouse floor, flashing lights and music exploded into the elevator. The sound of voices could be heard, just above the music, but not by much. Master, I realized, had brought me to some type of private dance club which was full of what I presumed was a very mixed crowd. "And what about him" Master Kitagawa asked of the black guy as we left the elevator, me walking behind Master once again. My mouth was dry, my heart was racing, my cock was painfully hard, and I was leaking pre-cum at the same time that I was shaking. I felt as though every eye in the place was staring at me, and I quickly realized that no-one else here seemed to be naked. Many of the guys dancing were topless, but I seemed to be the only stark naked, collared, leashed, nipple clamped guy in the entire place. "I don't know" said the girl holding his leash as she playfully pretended to reach for the button to the waistband of his leather shorts. He flinched and pulled back saying " no, no" but his eyes made immediate contact with me, roving from head to toe and I'm sure I saw him lick his lips. "He's a gay friend. I think he might be into it" she shouted, "He just needs some coaxing." The black guy did not disagree, but simply turned his head to the ground and seemed embarrassed, then again turned his gaze towards me. "Anytime" Master Kitagawa said, staring straight at the black guy. He then turned to me and unclipped my nipple clams, causing me to grunt in pain and flinch, making my cock bounce. The black boy immediately stared at my bouncing cock before making eye contact with me and smiling. "A present for you" Master Kitagawa said as he stepped up to the guy and placed the first clip on his left nipple. The black guy drew in a sharp breath and screwed up his face before opening them just in time for Master to place the other clamp on. The black guy winced a little less and stared from one clamp to the other. Master reached in and whispered something to him, and the black guys eyes found me once again as they widened at whatever Master was whispering to him. Master returned to me, grabbed my leash and we made our way through the crowded room as people stared in what appeared to be disbelief. As we passed through the tightly packed crowd, the music pounding away, numerous hands fondled me, tweaked gently at my nipples, or slapped lightly at my ass. I heard shocked comments as well as many derogatory ones as we passed through the crowd, my head down, eyes on the floor. We finally cleared the main dancing area on the other side of the room and approached a table with three other Asian guys all standing, shaking their heads, and laughing as we walked up. Master Kitagawa snapped his fingers and pointed to the ground before him and I immediately knelt on the floor with my head on his feet. I heard him talking with the others in Japanese and every now and again a hand would stroke my back, or run over my naked ass. Master jerked on my leash and commanded "Up boy" and I immediately stood to full height. One of the guys at the table, good looking in his early twenties with long black hair, sharp features and a cruel smile began to examine every inch of me with his hands as well as his eyes. He stroked my chest, pinched and twisted my nipples, ran down over my abs and took my cock in his hand measuring it, apparently impressed by its size and hardness. His hands continued down to find the steel ball stretcher and he tugged on it slightly, eliciting a slight groan from me. "What a fucking slutty whore you must be you stupid white cunt to allow yourself to be dragged stark fuckin naked through a club like this" he almost hissed into my ear as he leaned forward. He spun me around to face the dance floor, and I was keenly aware of many sets of eyes on me and our table as this Asian guy explored me. It was then I noticed the banners hanging on the wall "Master & Slave Night". I noticed that many of the dancers were wearing collars, some with leashes and some without. Some were wearing harnesses. Many were wearing some leather. I also knew I was the only one stark naked, barefoot, with my hands cuffed behind my back, a chain forming a collar and a leash around my neck, sporting a hard-on with a shiny stainless steel ball stretcher around my balls. The other two guys at the table moved in front of me and began exploring me also as I felt the guy behind me push two or three fingers into my asshole. One of the guys in front asked Master Kitagawa something in Japanese, then leaned forward, grabbed me by the head, and began deep throat kissing me. It was quite erotic to have stranger fingers probing in my ass, another strangers tongue in my mouth, and yet another strangers hands playing with my cock and balls, all in front of a bunch of complete strangers in the middle of a club. It was quite surreal and extremely exciting all at the same time. Finally one of Master Kitagawa's friends from the car returned with some drinks and everyone sat down in a semi-circular booth that contained a table to drink and chat. I was pulled to the floor underneath the table at Master Kitagawa's feet. Master had me go around all seven people sitting at the table to kiss and lick their shoes, boots, and sneakers. He then had me take each persons cock into my mouth to drink their piss as they needed to go, rather than have them get up to go to the restroom. I drank from five of the guys cocks, differing amounts of piss, and vastly different tastes and streams. Every now and then one of them would pull my face close to theirs and they would spit some alcohol from their mouth into mine. Sometimes it was beer, other times it was Vodka and Cranberry or Gin and Tonic or some such. My emotions were raging and fluctuating between loving every second of my submission and domination in this public setting, and fear that as this was a truly mixed crowd, perhaps someone in that crowd knew me or worked with me. Until now my submission had been largely within Master Kosugi's circle of friends and acquaintances, whom I presumed were into the S&M and kink scene. Certainly I'd been forced to run the streets naked, and I had been seen by some people doing that. I'd also been forced to go home naked, going through my apartment complex stark naked, and I could have been caught by a neighbor at any time. This however seemed vastly different and vastly more exposed....and I both loved it and feared it at the same time....but what was I going to do. I was under Master Kitagawa's control, and happy to be there. I was getting a little drunk, and my bladder began to fill and need relief. We had been there quite some time, and the seven at the table seemed to be enjoying their own conversations while the dragged me around on my knees under the table to lick the balls, drink their piss, tongue their hard cocks, lick their precum, take their spit....all in plain view of the dance floor and everyone at the club. The crowd began thinning a little and Master Kitagawa decided it was time to leave. All seven of the people at the table, plus myself crowded into a pretty full elevator as we went down to the ground floor. I was in the center of the group and their hands roved freely over every inch of me, pinching my nipples, squeezing my hard shaft, taking pre-cum from my cock and wiping it on my lips, shoving fingers into my ass....all in sight of more than a dozen in the elevator who either watched mesmerized, or who completely ignored us. As the large freight elevator doors opened at the ground floor, the two guys at the table smiled as we walked out towards the exit door. "Bring ya bitch back anytime ma man" one said and Master Kitagawa acknowledged the offer by smiling at him and nodding. The four who had driven me here walked me back along the alley to the car, with the other three from the club walking and chatting with them. As we reached the car Master Kitagawa pulled me toward the wall by the side of the alley. "Piss if you need to boy" he commanded me in a loud voice, as other party goers were walking down the alley toward the deserted street at the end. As much as I was always pee shy in front of others, I was a little tipsy and I needed to go by this time. I released a stream of piss with relief. It felt so good. "You did good tonight boy, I'm proud of you" Master said whispering in my ear. As soon as I had finished pissing, Master pulled me by the chain to the trunk of the car we had come it, which was now open. He motioned with his head and I knew instantly he wanted me to climb into the trunk. With my hands still cuffed behind my back, this was not going to be easy, but the other guys quickly lent a hand, lifting my legs, supporting my torso and within seconds I was laying on my side in the trunk of the car. Master Kitagawa smiled before he slammed the trunk closed, and I felt the warmth and extreme joy of having please my master wash over me as the car engine started and the vehicle began moving. --End Sorry this installment took so long....many other influences made it a lower priority, but I hope the wait was worth it :) I would love feedback on this story, (or to hear from you if you are a dominant Asian Master lol ) at GWMSUB4DOMGAM@yahoo.com.