Date: Tue, 27 May 2008 12:32:09 -0700 (PDT)
From: Kai Anderson <gwmsub4domgam@yahoo.com>
Subject: SLUTTY WHORE 9

SLUTTY WHORE SOUGHT BY HOT GAM MASTER IX

by GWMSUB4DOMGAM

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The condo door was opened and Master Shimada stepped out into the hallway
and disappeared down the corridor. Master Yoshitsune walked out into the
hallway, took a moment, then nodded and myself and Master Kitagawa were
quickly ushered out of the condo, down the hallway, and into the fire exit
and the end while Master Shimada held the fire exit door open. We were
quickly ushered downstairs to the storage rooms I'd become so familiar with
just recently. Master Kosugi opened his storage room and Master Kitagawa
and I were ushered inside. We were turned to face each other and were tied
together by a short length of rope tied around each of our balls. Our hard
cocks were now pressing on each others abdomens as our chests were pushed
together. The nipple clamp on my right nipple was removed and placed on
Maser Kitagawa's left nipple, and a new set of clamps was placed in the
opposite way. A thick, broad leather collar was fastened around Maser
Kitagawa's throat and was attached to the D ring on the front of my steel
collar with a short length of rope. Our faces were pulled so close together
our noses almost literally pushed against each others. I was a little
taller than him, so my nose was just an inch or so above his. My cock was
throbbing as I looked deeply into Master Kitagawa's dark eyes, which stared
straight back at me, and I felt the equal throbbing and pulsating movements
of his cock. My hands were pulled behind Master Kitagawa's back and tied
directly over his ass cheeks, before being pulled down by another cord
going somewhere else. I wasn't sure at first what was going on with the
other rope, until I felt Maser Kitagawa's hands being tied together on top
of my ass cheeks and another rope being tied around my balls then pulled
back to loop around his wrists. Finally our opposing ankles were bound
tightly together, my right to his left, then my left to his right, and our
knees were bound tightly together. Without another word, the Masters left
the room chatting to each other in Japanese, turning the light off and
slamming the door behind them. As we stood there naked, bound together,
gagged, butt plugged, in the dark, we could hear the Masters voices
diminish as they walked away, leaving us for...who knew how long.

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We didn't have much opportunity to move, with the short lengths of rope
that bound and connected our balls and our collars. The fact that we were
facing to each other and our ankles and knees were tied together, and our
hands were tied behind the others back and then to their balls meant we had
to be careful how we moved and how much we moved to avoid painful tugs on
out balls, the rubbing of our tit clamps, or the possibility of losing our
balance and falling over. We had some movement ability in our heads, and
some in out upper body, but not much. We stood moving very slightly, very
carefully, and moaning a little as we got used to this situation. Slowly,
my eyes began to become accustomed to the darkness. Master Kitagawa's
fingers found my butt plug and he began pushing on it, fucking me with the
little movement he was able to apply. I moaned and searched with my own
fingers for his plug, finding it quickly and offering the same service to
him. My cock had been hard all evening while I was being fucked and played
with upstairs in the condo. It had softened somewhat when Master Shimada
jerked me off in front of the other Masters, but it quickly got hard again
as I was tied to Master Kitagawa in this storage closet. Now with the butt
plug adding a very slight fucking sensation, I felt my cock pulsating and
my desire for release increasing exponentially with each push.

I felt Master Kitagawa breathing hard through the holes in the gag, and
heard him growl in a very low, sexy, and extremely exciting way. He was
like an animal when he had fucked me in the condo just an hour or so
earlier. He was rough and aggressive with me when he dragged me into the
bathroom and in front of the other Masters. Now, despite being bound to
each other in the way we were, he still seemed to have some control and
domination over our situation. He was in charge, and I was along for the
ride, and I was thoroughly enjoying it. He would move his chest against
mine, rubbing our nipple clamps together and making me tense and groan. He
would pull up on his hands to stretch and pull my balls backwards, which
ultimately meant his were pulled forward towards me due to the cord that
attached our balls together. Again, I would groan, and he would return to
pushing my plug into my ass. I felt the excitement rise in my cock and knew
I was just about to shoot a load of cum when I felt him buck slightly and
growl loudly. A hot stream of liquid shot up through what must have been
the only gap between our bodies hit me across the left side of my face and
cheek. Four or five more spurts of his cum were stopped by our bodies and
dripped back down our legs. Almost immediately that I was hit with his cum
in the face. I convulsed, shooting spurt after spurt onto our respective
bodies also.

He continued to breath hard, as I did, for a few minutes before he seemed
to relax and I felt his body shake, then realized he was laughing. I have
no idea why, or over what we were laughing, but his laughter was infectious
and my bond with him at that moment deepened and I began laughing with
him. We gently, almost imperceptibly caressed each others naked bodies with
whatever free flesh we had, or wherever we were able to make contact with
the others skin. The exploration was extremely erotic, at least for me. The
situation of being naked, bound so completely and securely to this gorgeous
Asian boy and left in the dark in storage until we may be needed again
while the Masters went out to enjoy themselves, and our ability to move the
slightest amount and still excite each other to cum...it was so HOT!

Minutes stretched to, I really don't know how long. We moved carefully
occasionally to prevent cramping. I would feel his toes rub against my
ankles and a tap on my ass with his fingers, and in a carefully
choreographed ballet of two naked bound boys, we would move like two
dancers in perfect harmony, shifting our position in the room slightly and
stimulating our circulation at the same time. I allowed him to lead these
movements. He decided when we needed to move, which way we would turn, and
which foot we would move first. He was in command and I was so happy to
relinquish that to him. I actually longed for him to do so, to command me
to move, to decide where, when, how I would move. On one such move I felt
him overbalance a little and suddenly it seemed as though we might go
crashing to the hard concrete floor of the storage room, unable to break
our fall with our hands bound as they were. At the last moment, I was able
to pull him towards me slightly and hold his weight, allowing him a moment
to re-balance. I could feel his heart beating fast through his chest, and
we both laughed as he nuzzled my face gently with his.

We were there for a long time, or at least it seemed like a long time. I
didn't realize how standing in one place with such limited mobility could
be so tiring, so difficult, and so stressful on the muscles. It seemed as
though Master Kitagawa was more used to this. As I would begin to spasm in
my back, he would gently rock us back and forth in a way that allowed the
muscles in the small of my back to work, just enough, to relieve the worst
of the tension. He did the same with our hips, shoulders, and legs. It was
so erotic to be tied naked and facing this hot boy, but it was also so
overpowering to have him so completely in charge of me at that moment, and
I needed him to do that. Less than a week after first responding to that
Craigslist ad, and my life, my perception of my self, my identify had been
obliterated, replaced by a truer sense of who I was, what I wanted, what I
sought, what I enjoyed, what I craved. It was such an emotional moment that
I actually felt tears well in my eyes and run down my cheeks. I think
Master Kitagawa understood the moment as he simply, gently, tenderly
caressed my ass cheeks with his fingers – about all he could do in the
circumstances.

It must have been three or four hours later when I felt Master Kitagawa
shake me a little. I had dozed off!  I was sleeping, standing upright,
stark naked, tied to a gorgeous Asian boy, standing barefoot on a cold
concrete floor in someone else's storage closet – and I actually fell
asleep. I was more than a little disoriented when I woke up, unsure of
where I was, who was so close to me. I pretty quickly realized where I was
when I smelled the gentle scent of Master Kitagawa and felt his breath on
my chin. The key entering the lock was the next thing I heard before the
door swung open and the light was flicked on. After so much time in the
dark, and awakening from a sleep, the sudden brightness of the light
actually made me jump slightly and forced me to close my eyes tightly. I
heard movement but no voices as I felt a pair of hands roam all over my
body. I could feel Master Kitagawa moving and groaning as he was similarly
felt up by the hands. Blinking quickly and repeatedly I tried to open my
eyes to focus, finally making out Master Haro and Master Kosugi. They were
whispering something in Master Kitagawa's ear, first Master Haro would
whisper, then Master Kosugi, then back to Master Haro. This continued for
short time, before they began untying our wrists, collars, balls, knees,
and finally our ankles. My wrists were immediately cuffed behind my back
again, while Master Kitagawa was untied completely, though his collar was
left on and while one set of nipple clamps was placed on my nipples, the
other set was placed on his.

A leash was attached to my collar, and Master Haro and Master Kosugi left
the room, walking away down the corridor, leaving me with Master
Kitagawa. He bent down and licked me with his tongue all over my face
before kissing me on the mouth despite the ball gag still being in
place. "Let's go bitch" he said as he tugged suddenly on the leash and
strode out of the storage room into the corridor with me in tow. I could
tell his butt plug had also been removed, but mine was still firmly in
place as I was taken up the fire exit stairs. When we reached the eighth
floor Master Kitagawa paused, turned back to me and smiled, then opened the
fire exit door and pulled me into the hallway. We walked quickly past the
elevator bank to 808, Master Kosugi's condo and Master Kitagawa pushed the
door open, leading me in then closing the door, all the time keeping a
tight grip on my leash. Master Kosugi and Master Haro were sitting opposite
each other on the sofa's on either side of the coffee table, sipping
something from cups. Master Kitagawa walked me to the coffee table, stepped
up onto it and pulled me up there with him. He then snapped his fingers and
pointed to his feet. I immediately kneeled down and put my head on his
right foot.

"Give me a tongue bath bitch. Clean up the cum you sprayed all over me
earlier." "Yes Sir" I said and I began licking around and in between the
toes of his right foot, then up onto the top of his foot.  I moved forward
to reach around to lick his ankle and then moved to his left foot,
repeating the same process. I tasted the dirt off the storage room floor
and felt the roughness of the skin on be bottom on his toes, compared to
the softness of the skin on the top of his feet. I was about to move up his
legs when he picked up his right foot and offered the dirty sole to me. I
began licking from the heel to the toes in short lapping movements. I was
totally into what I was doing and enjoying my contact with Master Kitagawa
when I suddenly felt a searing pain in my nipples. I looked down to find
Master Haro pulling on the chain between my nipple clamps. "Lick harder you
lazy fuck" he commanded, and I licked harder and faster. As I did Master
Kitagawa began pulling his foot away momentarily before returning it a
moment later. Master Haro and Master Kosugi laughed and I realized Master
Kitagawa was ticklish, especially on the soles of his feet. Master Kitagawa
switched feet and I began lapping at his left sole in the same way,
enjoying my new found ability to make him squirm and jump. A word from
Master Haro and a handful of my hair grabbed by Master Kitagawa brought my
face to his crotch. I immediately began licking eagerly at his rock hard
cock and beautifully smooth and hair free balls. I never took his cock into
my mouth, but rather extended my tongue to lick it like a lollipop. As I
licked, I could taste the dried cum in his rough patch of pubic hair just
above his gorgeous brown cock. Turning quickly I was presented with the
gorgeous, smooth, brown orbs of his ass cheeks and began stroking them with
my tongue. His hands pride the orbs open and my tongue traced the valley
from between his legs to his asshole, at which I probed anxiously and
quickly. I heard him moan and felt him push is hips towards me as I did
this. I rimmed him with even more energy in response.

A word from Master Haro and Master Kitagawa turned around again, placing
his cock into my mouth and holding my head in place. I felt liquid hit the
back of my throat and almost gagged instantly but just held it. "Drink boy"
I heard Master Haro command and I gulped what I now realized was piss.
Master Kitagawa released another larger spurt of piss into my mouth and I
quickly gulped it down. As I would clear my mouth Master Kosugi would
release some more into my mouth until he was releasing a steady stream and
I was allowing it to accumulate before gulping it down and taking a breath
in between gulps. When he was finished, Master Kitagawa removed his cock
from my mouth and I suddenly and unexpectedly burped. With my hands cuffed
behind my back I could not cover my mouth as I would normally have done,
and I felt completely embarrassed at burping like this. The weirdness of
the situation hit me when Master Kitagawa laughed and slapped me in the
face lightly. I had just licked this guys feet, legs, cock, balls, and
asshole. I had just drank his warm piss directly from his cock as it rested
in my mouth, and I was embarrassed about burping in front of him. What the
fuck was up with that? I still hung my head and felt my cheeks burning with
embarrassment. My leash was tugged and I was pulled over to the edge of the
coffee table to where Master Haro now stood, with his cock out of his
jeans. He inserted the head into my mouth an immediately began pissing, but
faster than Master Kitagawa. I gulped as fast as I could, and got most of
it into my throat successfully, but as the continuous stream of hot piss
continued, some of it escaped my mouth, ran down my chin and dripped onto
my chest and legs. Finally Master Haro was done. He pulled his cock out and
shook it in my face, releasing the last few drips of piss onto my face and
chest.

"Clean up your mess boy" Master Haro ordered and I stepped off the coffee
table to kneel on the floor where the little puddles of spilled piss
were. I began slurping up the cold piss off the floor, then licking it with
my tongue to clean up every drop. I was just finished when Master Haro
grabbed my leash, pulled me to my feet, and dragged me into the restroom.
He uncuffed me, unclipped the leash, then took my nipple clamps off in one
quick movement. I almost screamed as feeling returned to my nipples like
fire irons being driven into them and twisted. My whole body stiffened, my
eyes closed, and I felt myself physically shaking. The slap to my hard cock
shocked me out of it and I opened my eyes to find Master Haro smiling back
at me, giggling. "Undress me bitch" he ordered and I removed his clothing
item by item, folding it neatly and placing it on the bathroom
counter. Grabbing my collar he pushed me into the bathtub and turned on the
shower, allowing the cold water to hit me as he held my collar. He waited
for about a minute, giggling all the while, before adjusting the water
temperature and stepping into the shower, pushing me to my knees just out
of the warm water. "Bathe me boy" he ordered and he turned his back to me
to put his face into the warm stream of the shower. I grabbed the sponge,
put soap on it and began to soap him from his feet up. He handed me a
bottle of shampoo and I soaped his spiky bleached blond hair, massaging his
scalp as I did. He turned, pushed me down to my knees and pushed his cock
into my mouth and pissed once again. I began drinking and he pulled his
head out and pulled my hair back to watch me drink his piss as he pissed
straight into my mouth and all over my face and hair. Once his stream
finished he turned the shower off, pulled me out of the shower with him,
and threw me a towel to dry him with. Still naked, wet, and now cold, I
dried him just as Master Kosugi walked into the restroom. I repeated the
same process with Master Kosugi, including him pissing in my mouth, and
finally I repeated the same with Master Kitagawa.

Once I had completed drying Master Kitagawa, he gave me a few moments to
"Do what you need to do" in the restroom before he pulled me through to the
bedroom while I was still damp and my hair was pretty wet. I was once again
cuffed and tied on the floor at the bottom of Master Kosuigi's bed, while
Master Kitagawa jumped into the bed, where Master Kosugi and Master Haro
were already sleeping. I was about to spend another night on the floor,
naked, butt plugged, cuffed, and tied to the bed of my Master. How low I
had come in one sense, yet how far I had come in another sense, and the
throbbing in my hard cock told constantly reminded me that this is what I
have craved for years and years. I was happy to lay there on the cold,
hardwood floor in the dark, listening to Master Kosugi, Master Haro, and
Master Kitagawa sleep in the bed above me. The discomfort of my hard cock
pressing and rubbing against the floor, of my shoulders and hips resting
against the hardwood was something I had wanted for years. Now I was being
treated exactly as I wanted to be treated. As a sex object, to be used when
desired and treated like a dog or servant when not wanted.

I was tired and despite the sensitivity of my nipples, and the plug
remaining in my ass, I must have fallen asleep pretty quickly, and don't
remember lying there on the floor listening to my masters sleeping for very
long at all. I was awakened by hands grabbing my hips, the butt plug that
had been in my ass all night was pulled out with a perceptible pop and a
hard cock replaced it in one smooth but forceful penetration. I grunted and
arched my back and heard a whispered giggle in my ear. The cock withdrew
completely and plunged back in a little faster and a little harder this
time, eliciting a second grunt from me. By the fourth repeat my grunting
had turned to a quiet moaning and rather than arching my back to escape
each thrust, I was pushing my hips into each thrust to increase the
slamming of Masters hips into my ass. Master Haro giggled quietly again as
he slammed me into the hardwood floor by my hips with each powerful
thrust. His pace increased and I felt his breath on the back of my neck as
he pounded me, then he would slow down and pull his cock all they way out
of me before returning it gently and slowly, or spearing me quickly and
forcefully, then resuming his fucking. I was consumed with the fucking when
he pulled out and jumped off me, leaving me felling abandoned and longing
for his cock to fill my gaping hole again. He grabbed my hair, twisted my
head up to face him and shot ten or twelve quick streams of hot cum into my
mouth and over my face.

He let go of my hair and I carefully opened my eyes as I swallowed his cum
and licked eagerly with my tongue to lap up what I could from my lips and
cheeks as I felt someone else mount me from behind and plunge into my
vacant hole. The thrusts were extremely rapid and pounding and I the low
growling sound told me this was Master Kitagawa taking his turn. A handful
of my hair was grabbed and my head was pulled back as far as the rope leash
would allow, while he pounded and pounded and pounded. I saw Master Haro
out of the corner of my eye watching as I was being fucked and realized he
had the video camera trained on my renewed admission of just how big a
fucking cum slut whore I had become. In an instant Master Kitagawa bounded
off my back and with his left leg behind my head he grabbed my hair, pulled
my head up and to the side, and pushed his cock into my mouth and thrust a
dozen more times before shooting six or seven huge streams of salty cum
into my throat which I swallowed eagerly. He left his cock in my mouth for
about a minute as my tongue worked around the mushroom head of his cut cock
and licked out the last cum drops from his piss slit. He eventually pulled
his cock out of my mouth and pointed with a smile to the floor below my
face were some cum had dripped. I leaned down and eagerly licked at the
white gold lying on the floor as I saw both Masters walk out of the bedroom
to the restroom. My own cock was leaking pre-cum and was raging hard, and
despite grinding my hips into he hardwood floor myself, it just was not
enough to provide me with release, and I also felt that I should not bring
myself release, as I belonged to Master Kosugi and my cock and cum did
also.

I lay there, listening to Master Kosugi breathing slowly and rhythmically
as he slept. I heard the shower begin to run and the water hit Master Haro
as I imagined the gorgeous, long haired, dark skinned Master Kitagawa
bathing him as he crouched naked at Master Haro's feet. Unconsciously I
found myself still licking at the now clean hardwood floor, as I imagined
myself from an observers viewpoint in the corner of the room. What a low,
disgusting, humiliating, subjugated position to be in. Lying stark naked,
face down on a hardwood floor, with my hands cuffed behind my back, a steel
ball stretcher attached to my balls, a steel collar around my neck tied
with string to the leg of the bed, my ass freshly fucked and the plug which
had bee in it all night sitting on the floor beside me, my face still
covered in cum and my mouth tasting of both Masters cum, while Master
Kosugi rested peacefully and comfortably in his bed above me – as he
should do. I should have been humiliated and angry. I should have demanded
to be released. If I was any normal human being I would do so, right. Yet,
I felt honored and deeply humbled by the fact that Master Kosugi had chosen
me to be tied to his bed. He so completely seemed to know the inner most
desires and deepest lusts of my soul. He fed them so completely and so
fully that I could not believe this was not a large and wonderful wet dream
that I would wake up from and wish had happened. But no, here I was, lying
stark naked on the floor of someone I had only just met five days ago and
really knew little about him. I knew his name, where he lived, what he
looked like, his telephone and e-mail address, but not much more in
reality. I have willingly become his servile plaything, given up my entire
weekend to serve him in any way he wished, and I honestly did not want the
weekend to end.

I heard the shower stop and watched a while later as Master Haro was
dressed by Master Kitagawa who remained naked and wet from the
shower. Master Kitagawa then went immediately into the kitchen and I heard
the coffee brewing soon after while Master Haro went to the living
room. Five or so minutes later, Master Kitagawa carried a steaming cup of
fresh brewed coffee from the kitchen to the living room. I listened but
could hear nothing. After a long time, Master Haro returned to the bedroom,
untied my rope leash that kept me secured to the leg of the bed. He pulled
my by the collar to the restroom and pushed me into the shower which he
turned on, the icy cold water hitting me like a thousand bullets
penetrating and passing right through me. He walked away giggling and I
stood there, under the freezing cold water, but could feel my cock was
throbbing hard as a rock without needing to look at it. After what seemed
like hours, but was likely only a minute or so, Master Kitagawa came into
the restroom, turned off the water and pulled me from the shower. I was
shivering and he was still naked. He wicked off the excess water with his
hands from all over my body then as Master Haro appeared at the restroom
door with the video camera again, Master Kitagawa hugged me and began
kissing me deeply and very tenderly as he growled slightly, his now
familiar and extremely sexy growl. His hands roamed my back and ass and I
soon lost myself in his embrace and in his tongue exploring every corner of
my mouth. I felt truly abandoned when he stopped, backing up a few steps
with the most loving look in his eyes.

Master Haro stepped up to me, camera still in hand, and grabbed my collar,
leading me back into the bedroom. I expected to be led to the all too
familiar leg at the foot of Master Kosugi's bed, but instead Master Haro
took me to the side of the bed opposite that on which Master Kosugi was
still soundly sleeping. He pulled back the covers, unfastened my cuffs and
re-fastened them in front of me but then attached them to a clip on the
headboard. He then leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips, with no
tongue, just a very gentle and sensuous kiss on the lips. He giggled
slightly as Master Kosugi, still asleep, moved behind me and spooned me
with his arm snaking over my chest and pulling me tightly to his chest and
abdomen. I felt Master Kosugi's hard cock slip into the crack of my ass,
his thighs nestle behind my own, and I felt the warmth of his body an his
steady rhythmical breathing. I was enveloped and overcome by a feeling of
such strong emotional love and concern that I found tears welling up in my
eyes. This was a new experience for me which I found hard to understand,
and I was embarrassed that Master Haro was witnessing it, but he simply
leaned over, smiled, giggled softly, stroked my hair, covered me with the
bed sheets, and walked away. I heard the condo door open, and close and I
drifted off into a wonderful, gloriously peaceful dream.


--End

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