Date: Sat, 15 Jul 2023 13:45:31 +0000 From: Sheen Mattendi Subject: the cost of renting free VHS tapes - chapter 13 This is adult/youth and authoritarian This is a work of fiction loosely based on experiences and fantasies I had as a kid in Holland. It involves graphic sex between older men and a teenage boy, if that's not your cup of tea I'd advise you to stop reading now. Otherwise, enjoy and please do email me with feedback on sheen.mattendi@proton.me It felt like I was hogtied and alone in that room forever. The camcorder whirred as it was pointed straight at my face, cum and spit drooling out of my spider gagged mouth. Trying to swallow again I just made a slight gurgling sound and more spit ran down my face. Moving was painful so I tried to be as still as I could. I closed my eyes and concentrated at being still. "So what have you learned Dennis?" I startled as Harry's voice and hot breath hit my ear. Before I could register what was happening I felt the strap of the gag being undone as Harry pulled the gag out of my mouth. "Don't make me ask again." "That I am your property daddy, that my discomfort is your pleasure and I'm not to seek any form of pleasure on my own." I replied glancing to the side, looking at Harry with pleading eyes. "Good boy." He said as he moved to turn off the camcorder. "I'm going to untie you now and you're not to move unless I tell you to, understood?" "Yes Sir." Slowly but surely mobility came back to my body, I was extra careful to follow each instruction to perfection as I didn't want to anger my master again. When he was done I was once again laying spread eagled, face down on the bed. Harry told me to turn around and I did, and as usual my dick was hard. What was wrong with me? I was horny as hell yet again. Smiling Harry said: "You are a truly talented fucktoy Dennis, I think you deserve a reward." With that he took me in his mouth and sucked me. It didn't take long before I was ready to cum but Harry stopped and told me to prop my legs up against the wall. I did as I was told and Harry started milking my cock. "Open your mouth slutboy, you are going to drink every drop of your cum." That order, his hands, the humiliation it was enough to start ejaculating almost instantly and my hot spurts of cum landed in my mouth, hit my throat and only a little landed on my face. Harry told me to clean my face with my hands and lick it all clean which I did. Even though I just came, it felt natural. Realisation hit me again that I'd do anything for Harry. "Have a shower, get dressed and come downstairs." Crawling to the shower I thanked Harry profusely and cleaned myself up. When I came down Harry told me to assume the position next to his chair in the kitchen. Getting on my knees, my hands folded behind the back of my head, I looked up at him expectantly. "Here's what's going to happen. You are to tell your parents that you've gotten a job at my video store, working six days per week, right after you come home from school and from six till nine. Then, when the holiday starts you'll tell them that you're travelling with me to a video conference for a week." My eyes bulged and I eagerly nodded in reply. It was clear to me that I probably wouldn't be dealing with renting out any videos, more likely I'd be staring in them. "Good boy, let's get you home." My parents were excited about my eagerness to work and were very supportive. I felt they thought I'd become a workaholic just like them, and in this case I thought they just might be right. Then Monday rolled around and it was time for me to go to work. I arrived at the store at around two pm. It was empty, except for Harry who was sitting behind the counter. He got up and told me to follow him into the back room. The table and chairs were gone, replaced with a dingy looking bed, lights and two camcorders. "This is where you'll work. Get undressed." "Your first customer should arrive in 15 minutes or so. Lay down, arms and legs wide." As I did I felt Harry clip handcuffs tight around my wrists and ankles. "The customers will have the keys. Remember, make them happy or you'll be sorry." Scared. Hard. All I could do was nod. As Harry closed the door behind him I realised there was sound proofing all around the room. The silence was deafening, I couldn't hear anything. Time slowly crawled by and eventually the door opened. Andre walked in, the man who took me to his apartment about a week ago, it felt like so much longer. His lecherous eyes roamed over my naked body as he started to take off his clothes. "Oh Dennis, I've been looking forward to using you again!" He said as he opened a bottle of poppers and held it under my nose. Obediently I sniffed and the high was almost instantaneous. He climbed his massive frame on the bed and sat his ass on my face, spreading his cheeks. I was so horny, I hungrily licked his asshole, sticking in my tongue as far as I could and inhaling his funk. I realised I liked Andre. He released the cuffs holding my ankles and pushed himself harder on my face whilst lifting my legs. I couldn't breathe ands started to struggle. He held me to the point of suffocation and then eased off. "I brought the poppers for a reason Dennis, we're going to have fun playing with your cute little ass today." He got off of my face and kept my hands cuffed to the bed. Telling me to spread my legs and put my feet down. He put on a latex glove and got out some lube. "Every time the popper bottle comes close to your nose, you inhale deeply. When I tell you to hold, you hold your breath as long as you can." Before I could utter my usual yes Sir, the bottle was thrust in my face again and I inhaled deeply several times. I got so horny I thought my head was going to explode. Andre generously applied lube to my ass and started fingering me. The first three fingers were easy and I moaned in delight when I felt the fourth slip in. He fucked me like that for about a minute, always stretching, telling me to relax. Involuntarily I lifted my legs to give him better access. Andre removed his hand and got out some ropes with which he tied my ankles to the head of the bed, opening me wide. Another round of poppers and this time I was told to hold my breath. I did as instructed whilst Andre's four fingers were thrust in aggressively again. Harder and deeper, stretching me. Before long he added his thumb and I felt like I was going to be ripped apart. More poppers, this time with Andre's hand inside of me. He felt me relax as the high hit and he pushed harder and harder, making me scream which he clearly enjoyed. This went on for a long time, a little further and a little more every time he force fed me my poppers. And then I felt his fist slip in. The sensation was painful and so good at the same time. After two thrusts I started ejaculating and Andre laughed. "Good fucktoy! Good." Andre encouraged me as he continued to fist me. He was very hard, the veins on his dick visibly popping. He removed his hand, released my feet and took a big hit of poppers. Grabbing the back of my head he instantly rammed his cock down my throat viciously throat fucking me. When he came he squirted deep down my throat and sagged down on my body. I was being crushed but I loved it. Exhausted he rolled off of me, got dressed, locked my feet back in place and left me. The camcorders were still whirring.