Date: Thu, 15 Apr 2021 23:54:48 +0000 (UTC)
From: ropingtop@aol.com
Subject: Repairman Submission - installment 5

When hank came out of the bathroom, washed and wrapped in a towel,   Ben
thought he looked like a Greek god - a SHAVED Greek god, but a Greek god
nonetheless.  And he was HIS.    How much of this to show off tonight?
He was thinking.
hank was toweling off his hair, before he rubbed his torso dry.   He had
a look about him:  he reminded Ben of a balloon that had lost some of its
air - yes, he looked... defeated.

"Let's get you dressed stud.  We're going out tonight."  He walked over
to where Cam had dropped the clothes he had taken from hank's apartment.

"Is this your whole wardrobe?
"No Sir.  I think Cam just took what he liked best, and what he thought
you'd like best."
"Hmmmm.  Which of the shirts is the tightest?  And which of the jeans?"
He saw hank go red.  Would he lie?  Would he fight it?
"This light blue corduroy shirt Sir... I don't even wear it anymore
unless it's an overshirt.  And these jeans.  The ones fraying behind."
Ben smiled.
"That's what you're wearing tonight.  Get them on."
"Yes sir."  hank pulled out the shirt.  Ben saw how hank had to suck in
his muscular stomach to get the buttons closed, and how the result was
his chest getting pushed out invitingly.
"Two buttons  opened Sir?"
"For now.  Get into the jeans."
"yes sir."  Again, Ben saw hank squeeze himself into the clothes.  He was
pleased, but also somewhat perplexed, that hank wasn't putting up any
fight or giving him any argument.
"Socks Sir?"
"White ones.  Heavyweight."
"The shoes with the fiberglass Sir?"
Ben folded his arms.
"Good question.  Let me think.... Do I have to worry about you trying to
escape me tonight?"
hank's head was bowed.
"No Sir, you don't.  You defeated me.  I surrendered.  That's the end of
it.  I do what you say now."
"I do what you say now," resonated in Ben's mind.  And in his crotch.
"I really like what I'm seeing  hank bitch.  Let's look at you in the
mirror."  He walked with hank back to the bathroom window.  He saw hank's
face.
"What do you think,  stud?"
hank's voice was very low.
"I think that I look like a sub slave Sir."
Ben put his hand on hank's ass.
"That's good.  Because that's what you are.  And tonight, the bar is
gonna know it. "  He grinned as he slid his hand inside hank's shirt and
worked the already sensitive nipples.
"I'm not gonna tie you up yet.  We'll do that at the bar.  So for now,
when you walk with your Dom, you keep your hands behind you, AS IF you
were tied."
"Yes sir."  hank put his hands behind him.  His chest pointed forward
even more.
"OH DAMN.  This is gonna be SO FUCKING HOT."  Ben got closer, and ran his
fingers over hank's shirt, right around the pecs.  The corduroy fabric
worked on that sensitve skin, and hank couldn't help it.  He moaned.
"YEAH.  I like that stud.  You know that I know just how to handle you.
Ha ha ha.  "
When they got to the street, Ben hailed a cab, and pushed hank in before
he got in.  His hand landed on hank's crotch.
"How long do you think it appropriate for a sub to be locked up before
he's allowed to cum, hank?"
"I don't know Sir.  I've never had a sub."
"You've been one though."  hank looked away.
"Yes sir."
"I'll ask Cam later tonight.  However long he locked you, I'm gonna add a
day.
hank remembered back to times when he was locked up tight for two weeks.

The street around the bar was crowded.  Ben paid the driver, and when
they were outside he ordered hank.
"HANDS.  You know where they go."
"Yes sir."  hank winced as he felt the restraints going on his wrist.
Ben tied tight, strong knots.
"One more thing, since I fear you may not be trained in the art of 'subs
are seen not heard.  Open your mouth."
"Yes sir  mmmmmmmmmmmph."  Ben had taken two bandanas, tied them
together, and he shoved the ball they formed into hank's mouth.   Then he
tied that behind the back of hank's head.
"Let's go.   BOY, is my stock going to go up tonight."

It had been a long time since Ben had been out to a bar, so not many
people recognized him.   Some did though, and nearly everyone recognized
hank.
"HOLY SHIT BEN"  one of his old friends said.
"Is this a joke?  Hank, are you two spoofing us?"  hank lowered his head
again.  Ben squeezed his bicep.
"No spoofing Kevin.  hank's my bitch now.  Been after him for a long
time.  Today, he submitted.  He squeezed hank's arm tighter.
"DIDN'T YOU BITCH BOY?"  hank hesitated for a minute, then shook his head
yes.
"WOW.  You know, I've seen hank the topman tied up in my dreams but I
never thought I'd see it for real," someone came over, who didn't know
Ben.
"Hey, I'm Alex.  One of the regulars here.  I don't recall seeing you."
"Yeah, that would make sense.  I'm Ben.  I used to come here a lot, but
I've been under the radar for a while. When you break a stud like this
though."  He moved his hand to the back of hank's neck.
"You need to let people know.  First, that he's off the market.  Second,
why he's off the market, and third, who took him off the market. "
"You're FUCKING him?"  Ben smile.
"hank, answer the man's question.  Am I fucking you? "  A hestiancy and
then a quick shake of hank's head, up and down.
"OH MY GOD.  One of the  biggest 'don't look at my ass' tops in history,
is getting FUCKED.  "  Alex was loud, and more people came over.
"How'd you do it?"  One guy wanted to know.
"Ha ha.  Now THAT my friend is a secret.  Wanna see something else?
 hank knew what was coming.  He shook his head no.  He tried to get out a
'please SIR please NO,"  as Ben opened his shirt.
"YOU FUCKING SHAVED HIM.  "
"Heh heh.  Not dropping his pants, but the pubes too."
"HOLY FUCK.  Your pubes are shaved hank?"  The humiliation was mounting
for the former top man, and he didn't want to answer.  He felt Ben
tighten the grip on his arm.
"ANSWER HIM STUDBOTTOM OR THE CAGE STAYS ON AN EXTRA WEEK."
Near tears,  hank shook his head yes."
"WAIT.  Did  you say cage.  You caged him too? "'
"Cop a feel.  Actually, anyone who wants a feel, come on up.  Ass,
crotch, belly.  Be my guest."
hank began to squirm, and he got a SMACK to his ass cheeks.
"YOU BETTER NOT ACT UP BITCH."
The manhandling actually felt good.  It was more gentle than the way Ben
had treated him that day.  And some of the guys had good touch.  hank
began to moan.  Ben was laughing.
"He's a horny bitch too.  You can tell that.  I may have to fuck him
three times or more."
That's when one guy asked.  "Hey Ben, if you shaved him all the way, you
gonna do the moustache too?"
Ben rubbed his chin.
"You know, I didn't think about THAT one .  But you make a good point.  A
total sub should be totally smooth.  " He smiled.
"You want your moustache taken, hank?"  hank shook his head no, and then
a few guys laughed.
"Well, I guess we know what THAT means.  NO sub gets what he wants.
hank felt Ben rubbing his ear.
"Tomorrow studmuffin.  Another big day tomorrow, and maybe we'll start
with a little caterpillar removal.
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph"  came out of hanks' mouth.  The moustache made him
sexy.  He didn't want to lose it.  But what could he do?  He had
surrendered.
Ben basked in the glory of having this big, hunky  guy tied up and gagged
and under his control, for about three hours.  Occasionally he would
whisper something into hank's ear like
"How about I show them what happens when I play with your tits?  which
made hand moan, and shake his head violently.   Or he'd say
"I think you're probably hotter with the moutstache than without it, but
I just wanna see you broken even further,  BITCH"
"Why did I surrender?"  hank thought.  "Was there a way out?  Probably
not.
As Ben escorted hank back out of the bar, he didn't untie him or take out
the gag.   Apparently, the drivers who came to that neighborhood were
used to things like this.  In the cab, he called Cam on the cell phone.
"Hey.  Guess who made his debut tonight.  Yeah.  It was HOT.  Nah, didn't
tell anyone about his tits... yet. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.  I wish you could've
heard him moan when I said that."
hank could hear some noise from the other end of the phone, and then Ben
looked at him and smiled.
"Yeah, if you wanna check on his oral technique, come on over.  I'll see
you there. "  More noise, and then crazy laughter from Ben.
"He's in the lobby.  He's waiting for us.  He wasn't gonna give up the
change to fuck your mouth, stud."
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph,"  a plaintive cry came out of hank.  The ropes
weren't moving, the gag was tight, and Cam was going to fuck his face.
At the building,  Ben took the gag off, but kept hank's hands bound
behind him.
"No one's gonna question that.  A gag, maybe.   There was Cam, sitting in
the lobby.
"GOD  does he look fucking HOT"  he whispered to Ben.
"I know.  I'm getting harder and harder thinking about him.
"You ready to suck me dry, studmuffin?"  Cam asked hank.    Again , his
head was bowed.
"If Master Ben tells me to, yes sir."
"I tell you to .  Once we get in the apartment, you're gonna suck him,
and you're gonna suck him good.  Then... I'm gonna FUCK your man pussy."

When they were in the elevator, Ben turned to hank.
"Point out your tits. NOW.  As far as you can."
Once hank followed the instructions, Ben began molesting them.  He
unbuttoned shirt buttons and got his fingers on hank's nipples and
squeezed .  Hard.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOH.  OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH FUCK SIR.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH."
"I shoulda brought clamps.  I could drag him in that way.  Cam smiled and
reached into his pocket.
"Catch."  He had a pair.
"NICE.  You can use them during the blow job.  Hey, lemme ask you.
What's the longest time you ever had him caged?"
"Hmmmm.  I think it was 2 weeks.  On the average, though, it was 5-6
days.
Ben pulled hank's head back.
"Then a week should be nothing for you, stud, huh?
"no sir."

When they were in the apartment, Ben activated the electric lock again,
and then he turned to hank.
"If I were you, I'd get on my knees before we try for three. "  The
clamps were locked on hank's nipples already, and Ben handed them over to
Cam.
"This is gonna be worth it.  OPEN UP BOY"
"yes sir," the hunky sub answered, and moaned as Cam pulled the clamps
taut.  Cam then let his zipper down, and his cock popped out.
"Been thinking about this all day.  Come get it slave boi."
hank went to put his mouth around Cam's cock, and Cam smiled, laughed,
and stepped back.
"HUH?  I thought you wanted it?  He pulled
"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.  Please Sir.  Please give me your cock."  hank
stuck out his big tongue.
"I want it.  I want it.  "  He got it. Cam shoved his whole tool in,
nearly gagging hank.  Ben was standing there, his own pants opened,
playing with himself.
"Hell, you know how to keep this bitch in line."
"I do.  And it's worth it cause GOD.  That mouth knows what it's doing."
hank was not a quiet cocksucker and they could hear the noise, the
slurping.  Ben closed his eyes and realized that, if he weren't careful,
he'd shoot before he got at hank's ass.   Cam was a skillful face
fucker.  He moved slowly, pulled his cock out, twisted the clamps and
shoved back in.
"TAKE IT ALL FUCKTOOL."   He ordered, and hank tried to lean forward to
get the pressure off his nipples.  When he got some relief, Cam shoved
his cock down deeper.  hank began to gag.
"May have to give him some extra lessons, Ben."
"I can hear that.  Lemme help."  Ben came over and took the clamp chain
from Cam.  He dropped it and reached in, twisting the actual noses of the
chain.
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH.. NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG...
.hank was in agony, not just from the sensation in his nipples.  His cock
was growing more and more, and the cage was not giving one bit.  Neither
was Cam, as he pounded, faster and faster.  He stopped for a minute and
smiled.
"Swallow it all, bottom."  He pushed forward, and hank felt the jizz
going down his throat.  He remembered that Cam had big orgasms.  This one
was exceptional.  It was filling his mouth faster than he could swallow,
and it was dripping down his chin and shirt.   When Cam finally
finished,  Ben asked him.

"So what do you think?  Shave the moustache, keep it?"
Cam pondered the question.
"Know what?  I can see why you would, but I'd leave it on.  Without the
moustache, he's just a hot guy.  WITH the moustache, he's a hot former
top you conquered.  "  He grinned.
"Now a collar would be a good addition.
Great idea.  "  He looked at hank.
"I hope you're ready to get FUCKED bitch boy."
"I'm ready for what you wish, Sir," was hank's answer.
Cam laughed.
"Geez, you've REALLY got him whipped."
Ben smiled.  "I had good coaching.  I hope you'll stay to film it.
"Damn right."  The clamps were still on hank's nipples as Ben pulled him
up to the bedroom.  They stayed on while he restrained him to the bed.
Then, and only then, did he release them.
"OH, I wanted to just put you over the pool table and fuck you at the
bar, you fucking hot bitch."
"Do it next time Ben.   They'll love it. "
Ben turned and smiled.  So will I."  He pulled off hank's shoes, and then
got his pants down.
"No fiberglass?"
"Didn't need it.  He promised me:  he understood he was beaten, and he'd
accept it."
Cam shook his head.
"Yup.  Whatever else you can say about hank, you can't say he doesn't
respect strength. "
Right now, hank was respecting the man who had given him such a HUGE hard
on, even if he couldn't do anything with it.  Ben pushed his legs in the
air.
"I'm doing what EVERY guy in that bar wanted to do.  His own cock was
livid red, stiff, and dripping.  He began slowly almost corkscrewing it
into hank's ass.  He seemed to want to inflict as much pain as he could.
Cam had the phone out, and he was filming each bit of it.
"I bet he's gonna be glad he has the weekend to recover," he laughed.
Ben turned to him
"What makes you think he's gonna get to recover?  "  He pushed in
further, and hank purred.
"Yeah, he likes a nice slow fuck.  Just like you're doing."
"Really?  Is that right slave boi?"
"OH GOD, YES SIR.  I like FEEEEEEEEEEEEELING it."  Ben slowed down.  He
wanted to fuck hank really fast, because he was getting tired, but now,
he slowed down.  He would pause, shift his body to move his cock around,
and then push in some more.
"Who submitted, bitch?"
"I did, Sir."  Ben shoved in another inch.
"You regret it slave boy?"
hank hesitated for a second and then answered.
"No Sir.  It showed me what I am."
"And what are you boy?"
"I'm a sub cunt.  A fucking sub mancunt Sir.  YOUR mancunt."  Ben slid in
two inches.  He was nearly all the way in.
"DAMN RIGHT YOU ARE.   A FUCKING STUDLY MANCUNT."   He began to push, and
slide, and his cock came all the way out and went all the way back in. "
"OH YES SIR.  YES.  It feels so good. YES YES..... "  Ben saw the precum
gathering on hank's cock.
"He's a leaker."
"Yup.  Always was."
"Wonder if there's a way to stop that?"
"Why would you want to stop it?  Just frustrates him more."
"Well, you know who's not gonna be frustrated anymore?  ME."  Ben pushed
once and his cock exploded in hank.  If Cam's orgasm was bit, Ben's was
bigger.  hank had no idea how much jizz had entered his body that night,
but it was a lot.  As Ben pulled out, hank was moaning  from the feelings
of Ben's cock, and his own frustrated tool."
Cam smiled.
"I'll send you the video.  Use it as you see fit."  He went over to
hank's head, and mussed his hair.
"You have a good weekend studmuffin.  I'll see you on Monday." He tossed
Ben keys.
"Those are the keys to his apartment.  You'll wanna clean it out I think.
Lots more hot clothes in there. "
"Hee hee.  You are gonna be one super fine sub bitch, hank.  One super
fine bitch."    He began to get completely undressed.
"Good thing it's Saturday tomorrow. Some recovery time for you bitch boi.