Date: Fri, 30 Jul 2021 19:32:00 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: Getting in touch with his sub side - installment 6

I'm robert hated the St.  Andrew's cross.  He was tied to it now,
shirtless, in running shorts, socks and sneakers,  his wrists and ankles
tied to each one of the points of the cross.  Hanau LOVED the cross.  If
he went three days without tying robert to it for "play," it was a long
time.  Sometimes he did it and specified it was just for play.  Other
times, he said it was part of robert's "punishment" for some infraction.
That's what it was today, and he had made robert put on his leather arm
band, his lock collar,  and of course, the chastity cage, which hadn't
been off in a week.

robert hated kyle too.  kyle was the reason he was being punished.  See,
after Hanau knew that there was someone who worked in robert's office who
was the "s" in a D/s relationship,  he had him keep an eye on robert, to
make sure that robert wasn't "flirting"  with anyone else at the office.
Hanau's definition of "flirting" was broad.  He did require proof, but
when kyle sent him photos of robert smiling at another man, Hanau would
make a determination as to whether it was innocent, or flirting.

Since catching robert flirting gave him an excuse to punish robert, it
was ALWAYS flirting.  (And in truth, sometimes it was).

"ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZAP"   robert felt the charge run through the metal cock
cage and then his dick itself.  It meant Hanau was very near:  about 300
feet at most.  The power box was something that kyle and his DOM had
given to Hanau and robert after robert's move in had become "final."
There was a small receiver that hooked onto the cage, and the charge was
delivered via battery.  "State of the art" is what kyle told robert.  It
was.  Sometimes the charge was rhythmic, sometimes, like this one, it was
direct and like a stab.  "ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZAP."  Hanau was getting
closer.  "mmmmmmmmmmmmmmph"  came out of the side of robert's mouth,
where the tape wasn't as secure as the rest of the gag.  The charger was
another reason he hated kyle.  There was one more, then he saw Hanau
enter the room.

robert was sore, almost all the time.  Since the divorce proceedings had
started, and he moved in with Hanau, robert's ass, nipples, and mouth
were used every day, sometimes more than once.  robert's duties as
Hanau's "live in bitch" as Hanau called him, included a morning blow job
before robert went out on his morning run, a session tied up, and if
Hanau were aroused enough, either a butt fucking, or a second blow job.
A session on the cross, which was about to begin, almost always meant
that robert was going to get fucked when they were done.  What Hanau did
to him while he was on the cross would vary:  robert never knew what it
would involve, and thinking of what MIGHT happen, was making him drip
pre-cum:  another reason he'd get punished.

Hanau  walked up to robert, smiling, and ran his thumb along the line
where robert's shorts met his body.  It was something else robert hated:
Hanau exploiting his ticklishness.  He tried to yelp, but the big piece
of black duct tape on his mouth kept it sealed off. "How's my fuckmuffin
tonight? "  Hanau's thumb moved from robert's waist band, and started
inching upward.  robert knew where it was going: to his more sensitive
nipple:  the one at the left.
"mmmmmmmmmmmph."  robert turned his head to the side, trying to encourage
Hanau to scruff him instead of working his nipples, which were sore from
last night's play.
"Oh, I'll get there bobby boy.  I'll get there.  Just now... I have a
REAL strong hankering for twisting a nip or two."  He pincered robert's
nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and began twisting it gently,
like a radio dial.  robert's moans got louder and they escaped the tape.
They seemed to make Hanau especially excited, as he grabbed robert's
second nipple and began twisting it in synch with the first one.

"You need to get fucked robert, don't you?"  He smiled, and robert shook
his head no.
Mistake.  When he turned his head, Hanau's chin, with his sharp bristles,
moved into the crook of robert's neck.
"nnnnnnnnnnnnnng,"  robert whined, but between the bondage, Hanau's
fingers on his nipples and now, his knee pushed into robert's cock, there
wasn't much he could do but whine.  "FUCK!"  he thought.  The last time
Hanau had scruffed him,  he had to explain the mark to at least three
people.  His excuse was that it was a mosquito bite, but kyle walked by
during one explanation and laughed.
"Tell the truth robert.. It's a love bite."  Even thinking about it, made
robert blush.
"You sure about that sexy stud bottom?"  Hanau began running the scruff
back and forth on robert's neck.  The movement, plus the pressure on his
nipples, was making robert moan even more.
"Hmmmm.  Did I not attach the tape correctly, or are you squirming out of
it?  " Hanau asked.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG"  the next zap was very strong, and Hanau held
it for a while.
"PLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZSR."  robert tried to get out.
"Let me ask you again,  bobby:  you want dick up your ass?"  Hanau was
staring at him like a hungry wolf.  His fingers continued to work
robert's nipples.  Slowly, but not reluctantly, robert nodded  yes.
"Heh heh.  My human cum dump.  Gonna lubricate me first, lover boy?"
Again, robert slowly shook his head yes.  At least if he were sucking
cock, the gag would come off.
"I love this new toy.  Just a great thing.  Don't you think?"  One more
zap from the power box and robert's eyes rolled to the back of his
head.
"Let's get you down and ready for some REAL fun."   Hanau began unlocking
the ankle restraints first, then the ones on robert's wrists.  The stress
had drained robert, but even if he had been as strong as he could be, he
knew:  he couldn't get past Hanau.  He had seen Hanau work out when he
took robert to the gym with him.  The man dressed to conceal what was a
solid, muscular body that was deceptively strong.  If he pinned robert's
arms behind his back, which he did often, robert couldn't move.
Hanau pulled the tape from robert's mouth.
"Thank you Sir..."  robert panted.   "Please sir.. If I do a good job may
I..."
"NO!  You're in training cocksucker.  Now get on your knees and get my
rod wet."
"yes sir,"  robert got out, weakly.  How long was Hanau going to keep him
locked up this time?  Again, robert was ambivalent about what was
happening to him. He was always aware of the cage, and it reminded him
that he finally had something he had always wanted:  to be owned by
another man.  Now, as he wrapped his tongue around Hanau's hard cock, he
began thinking about how that cock was going to feel in him.
Hanau went back to robert's nipples as he sucked.
"FUCK YEAH.  You were always good at this bobby, and you're getting
BETTER."  Hanau made robert keep his hair a little longer in the back so
he could grab it, and push his head further on his cock.  He did that
now.  It still choked robert a little bit, but he deep throated Hanau's
cock.  He knew that was expected.  If the blow job was NOT to Hanau's
satisfaction:  clamps.  Sometimes with the hitachi.  He seemed to be
enjoying it tonight, and robert breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wet enough for some good old fashioned fucking bobby. "  Hanau yanked
robert's head off his cock.  You want it?"
"YES SIR.  YES.  I WANT IT BADLY.  SO BADLY.  FUCK ME. PLEASE MASTER FUCK
ME."   he begged, even as he felt the soreness in his ass.  He had felt
Hanau getting harder and harder in his mouth.  This was gonna hurt.

Hanau usually took him face up.   Tonight was no exception.  He made
robert grab his own ankles - robert had kept his flexibility, even though
Hanau had closed down his massage business - and now, robert inserted
one, then two fingers.  robert's whimpers became squeaks, then moans.
"WHO OWNS THIS ASS?"
"You do Sir.  It's  your property."
"DAMN RIGHT IT IS BITCH.  MINE."   Hanau bent down.  He LOVED eating
robert, and he did that now.  The sounds robert made were like none he
had ever heard.
"FUCKING CUNT"  Hanau growled as he went deeper.  "Has there ever been a
fucking pussier man pussy than you?"  All robert could hear was the
slurping sounds as Hanau went deeper.  Then, suddenly, it stopped.
robert knew what that meant.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD SIR YOU"RE HUGE"  he yelled as Hanau penetrated him.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
"YEAH. YOU'RE GONNA HURT THIS WEEKEND, BITCH."  It was Friday, and Hanau
was especially vigorous, as he plowed in.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"  robert moaned again.  He couldn't
recall Hanau ever getting in that far.
"NICE.  You're opening up REAL good bobby boy.  Like an oyster.  Let me
get that pearl."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"  robert
continued to scream and it just seemed to inspire Hanau to fuck him
harder.  The bed was shaking and robert was close to crying.  He didn't
DARE ask Hanau to stop, because... well, then he just might.  So he bit
his lip.  He thought of how he had been a standard, run of the mill
straight guy to everyone for years and now....
"TAKE MY JIZZ YOU FUCKING BITCH."  He felt the warm flood of Hanau's cum
filling him.  Hanau had just said it all: robert wasn't straight
anymore.  He was a prime bitch.  A mancunt.  A manpussy.  A sub.  A
BOTTOM.
His life as Hanau's prize had begun.  And it was about to get much more
interesting.