Date: Sat, 9 Jan 2021 13:57:16 +0100
From: Sam Will <Sam.willsWill@mail.com>
Subject: Part 40: Becoming Jeff's Leather Slut

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As Dean and I met up in the bedroom some time later we both looked
broken. Literally drooling animals. Then Jeff walked into the suite and
looked at us. Disgust in his face! 
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Part 40: Left in a state

As Jeff walked in his disgust barely registered with me, why would it? I'd
been taken into a bedroom by two masked, anonymous men and fucked into an
Ultra state. I was literally grunting, working my used ass. Feeling it
lubed and slack. Dean meanwhile looked to Jeff for reassurance, he got a
nod from Jeff that did indeed provide it.

"He ok?" Jeff asked Dean. Dean smiled, smirked really.

"He's in that Ultra state again. Totally lost control of himself. He's been
working his ass with his fingers and grinning at me". Dean was only dressed
now in the shiny latex trousers and boots, the zip undone revealing his
cock and ass. He'd taken a fantastic pounding from Mr Anjou who'd left,
satisfied with him, but utterly disgusted by me.

Jeff came and looked me over, I was totally aware, could hear him, it was
just I was also in another place, that Ultra place being some type of
parallel universe I was inhabiting. "Think I made a mistake here Dean, I
think Sammy here smashed through Ultra but has never come down. I thought
we may have succeeded, but it's clear he's remained right up in the
sky". Jeff looked and touched my used ass causing me to pant harder, spit
flying out at the same time. "We need to arrange something and move him out
of here". Jeff now said.

Dean looked a little puzzled, not sure how I could be moved from the suite
in such a state. Then the door opened and the waitress who delivered last
night's champagne came in, clearly to tidy up. She saw the three of us and
blushed. My cock shot up. Dean walked over to her, zipping up his
trousers. "Hey, I'm sorry, we need to get him out, but we need to move him
discreetly.

She smiled knowingly. I was far from the first dumb bimbo that needed
quietly moving from the hotel. "Yes of course, there's a service lift" she
looked at Jeff "if you pass me your car keys I'll have your car brought
into the service bay, that way you can take him straight from the lift and
into your car".

There was no doubting. She did knew her stuff. She made a call asking for
Jeff's car keys to be collected. Then for some reason she walked closer to
me and looked over me and grinned. "There's no doubt he's right up there
with the dumbest I've seen. There's something truly vacant in his eyes".

Jeff smiled "oh he is, he's a totally brainless bimbo, maybe though.." he
pondered for a second "maybe, no, he needs something else".

The sensation was something filling me, a butt plug, a mask covering my
head, headphones with hypno blasting `you're a bimbo, a fuck slut, an
animal, you are waste, degraded' etc on repeat. My eyes closed and I
blacked out.

When the mask was pulled off I was in one of the paddocks at the cottage. I
could feel I was back in my leather gear. However I was attached to some
type of adapted `X' brace. It spread my arms wide, bent my waist, exposed
my hole, and spread my legs. At first I didn't feel, but then I realised,
there was a milking device around my cock, milking my cock steadily causing
me to grunt constantly.

I looked up as far as I could. Jeff and Dean were dressed in their normal
leather and shiny trakkies. However, I could hear voices behind me. Then
across my ass came a flog Jeff looked disappointed "that's right, we have
to flog this Ultra out of you".

Then someone whispered into my ear "and fuck it out".

I felt another five crashes of the flogger across my ass and then the plug
coming out, pressure being immediately exerted as someone pushed into me,
at first I wasn't clear but the "you nasty slut, you stole her underwear
you dumb whore". There was no doubt it was Dillon "that's it, degraded meat
ain't you, filthy stupid animal, fucking take it"

He was rutting at my hole. Totally ready to breed me again. His hands
gripped my hips, his animal growl let loose "that's it, that's it, in your
fucking cunt you slag" came all his anger.

For some reason, strange to me, I felt un-ultra'd. Felt calm somehow. I was
removed from the `X' brace and led inside by Dean.

I was taken into a room I'd not been in before, I took very little notice
of the surroundings really. "Are you sure this is ok" Dean asked Jeff,
slight concern in his voice.

"Look, he flew into Ultra right? We couldn't really control that Ultra. The
only option is to somehow keep him in that state and monitor him" Jeff
replied in a matter of fact way. "You just need to be careful with him,
he's in a state we don't truly understand, so be cautious with him".

Dean I knew had no such intention even now, in fact even given what had
occurred he had every intention of pushing me harder.

"Now, seriously, take him back, get him to sleep, make sure he eats. Right,
let's get him back into his trakkies".

A couple of hours later I was back in my room. My head a bit of a
daze. However, I was alone, not being bothered or hassled. I decided that
maybe the best idea would be a walk. Stop the walls folding in. I left my
room, the cool air hitting my face. It was refreshing to feel strangely
free of everything.

I walked down the road to the main Uni buildings, maybe the library and a
book was a place to go. Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps "excuse me"
there was a shuffle of bag too "excuse me".

The person that called was female, I'd guess first year like me. She was
5'5", brown hair, average build, tits you could eat for days, she wore big,
geeky glasses and had pale, slightly freckled skin. "Excuse me" she said
again "I'm sorry, I had ask, are you THAT guy?"

I must have looked a little dumb "uh, umm sorry, don't know what you mean"

"Oh you must know, dressed like you, had that fuck in the library
everyone's talking about, that guy, it's you right?"

I must have grinned or bit my lip or something. I was developing this total
inability not to control it.

"Oh it is you, wow, thought it was just someone's bullshit story, fuck, you
do exist"

Damn it why, why oh why, but I licked my gloved hand, why? I leant close to
her "yeah it's me, I exist and if you want to experience me it's X408, my
room number, try later"

I walked off.
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