Date: Sun, 5 Dec 2021 22:43:11 +0100
From: JBPais <jafbereit@gmail.com>
Subject: Teacher and Slave Chapter 14

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Summary: After a week of humiliation and servitude to John. Our hero went
to the infamous sex party were he hopes to get his key back. But he meets a
colleague ther, Steven.

Teacher and Slave Part 14

Chapter 14

On our way I saw my body in a mirror positioned next to the door. My face
was covered in cum and some other juices. Being unable to control who used
my mouth and how, almost always leads to a mess. I spotted some towel on a
stool before the mirror and grabbed one of them.

"I think I should clean up a bit to look at least a little bit
presentable.", I joked and started to clean my face and upper body. When
the towel ran over my nipples they were really sensitive and I noticed that
they were redder and a little puffier than usually.

"Don't worry about that, you always look great. But avoiding cum dribbling
into your drink might indeed be a wise idea.", Steven laughed then helped
me while we walked back to the bar as my knees were a little bit shaky
still. A few guys at the door were looking disappointed that I was no
longer on the sling, but went on looking for fun in the other rooms as soon
as we had left. Some heads turned towards us as we entered the bar and I
saw the guy with whom I had first left grinning at me.

Steven guided me to one of the tables and I finally found myself being
stable and almost comfortable again after I had felt a little bit clumsy
after I got down from the sling.

"I need something to drink. Maybe my beer is still at the bar, where I left
it. You want anything?", I asked Steven.

"You're feeling good again? Yeah I'll have one as well!", he answered.

"Yes, it's better now. I used to be fit after all.", I joked back and
walked at first still a little shakenly but quickly recovering. When I
reached the bar, the barman immediately recognized me and handed me my
beer, which he had retained while I was busy. I ordered another one and
while I was waiting my post orgasmic bliss started to fade and it hit me
that my colleague not only had fucked me while I was in bound on a sling,
but he also found out that I was locked in chastity. The realization hit me
hard and I needed to take a sip and think what I should do now. At first I
just wanted to run but I knew that would be no solution as I would face
Steven Monday the latest and it would be much more difficult to talk about
it at school than here. I wouldn't tell him about John but otherwise I
thought I could be truthful (or close to it). After all Steven was in this
gay sex club as well and seemed to be quite open about it. He had always
been a good sport and I didn't think that he would be judgemental about the
kinks of other people.

I took a deep breath grabbed both beers and made my way back to
Steven. When I got closer to the table I saw him looking at me, almost
checking me out and grinning while his eyes scanned my body. I've never
been very self-conscious but this time I almost felt like I needed to
blush. Shortly I hesitated but then continued put the beers on the table
and took a seat while he still looked at me and before I could say anything
he told me:

"I always wanted to tell you that you look gorgeous but I never dared to at
work. But when you walked back here, lean, fit and carrying our beers, I
just needed to tell you that. Let's toast to that, Jay!"

He grabbed his beer and more or less dumbfounded he clinked on my glass
while I was hurrying to grab it and drank, and I followed. It was weird,
normally, I would not let anyone take over a conversation that easily but
now Steven just made clear that he was in charge of our talk, something he
had never done before. After he had finished his sip he continued:

"You know, I never would have thought that I find you here. After all we
are working together for 10 years already and I never saw you here and I
come here often. How come if you don't mind me asking? I mean I never would
have guessed that you are more on the receiving side of things, either. But
here we are."

He laughed a little and for the first time I thought I heard some
nervousness as well. He was talking faster than usually. That helped me as
it showed me that he also didn't really know how to handle this situation.

"Well it's actually difficult." I answered, scratching the back of my
head. "I actually always was – how did you call it – on the receiving
side, from the first time I've had sex until now. And as you might have
noticed I actually enjoy that." I laughed "But when I arrived at school I
decided – at first that I didn't want to endanger my job with too much
sex. I have been out from the beginning as you know and I didn't want
rumours to spread. We are in a more rural neighbourhood after all. I mean I
hadn't known that you were gay until now, so I might not be the only one
who decided to keep certain things more private, after all."

"Well you've never asked. But you're right, of course. I was always careful
not to have too much of my private life be known at school. Those horny
boys would have tried something on me – I'm certain of it. And I never
wanted my sexuality to play any role when I talked to people. I kind of
envied you a little, however, being able to be open about your sexuality
without making it the central topic of your attitude. But how come that
you're here now?"

"It wasn't always easy because we had some colleagues (especially some
female ones) who wanted to define me through my sexuality. But they quickly
learned." I took a nip from my glass gathering my thoughts how I would
answer his question. "As you might imagine it gets boring after a time just
beating your meat without some real action. I mean I always tried to go on
vacation to places where I would get some action, but I needed more. I
actually didn't even know that this place existed until a few weeks ago, or
some things might have went differently..."

My voice trailed off and he looked at me quizzingly until I continued.

"Well, you see I was on this fetish app looking for someone to have fun
with and I talked to someone on there for quite some time. He finally
suggested meeting here for last weeks party. That was themed "chastity" so
he told me to wear this cage and send the key in. But regrettably he didn't
show so I'm still locked and I'm here today to earn the key back – or
that's what the clerk at the reception told me. Not that I complain but I
actually want to get rid of the cage, it's annoying and dangerous as we
don't have our private showers."

He looked at me in disbelief when I finished my story.

"Holy shit, man. I didn't expect something like this. I never would have
guessed that the cage was not entirely your idea. That explains why you
erupted that hard on the sling. But don't worry we will get your key
back. I know the owner of this place."

"Well the eruption was for sure partly because I was horny as hell but also
a big plough was rearranging my entrails hitting every spot there is. Let's
drink to that!" I joked and grabbed my beer trying to get our conversation
away from my cage and the reason I was wearing it. He laughed again and I
saw him visibly relaxing while he grabbed his beer to toast with me.

"My cock has also been a curse. I can't wear any normal clothing because it
does bulge obscenely so I always have to wear those baggy clothing which I
actually don't really like. But you should see the eyes of anyone who sees
me in the shower at school. Sometimes their mouths just drops open so wide
that I could easily shove it inside. But of course I never did. You just
can't start something at the place you're working especially not with
students. That's just unethical. I also had dates already who just refused
to let me fuck them. And I have to say you took it like a champ. Even
though there had been at least two dicks before me I know that my dick
stretches every rosebud to the extremes."

I almost swallowed hard when he talked about sex with students but I
managed to keep my face straight.

"Well its not that I had a chance to prevent you from fucking me. Not that
I complain. It was hot as hell and I rarely get an anal orgasm so you can
be proud of yourself!"

I leaned forward and continued:

"I hope everything is good between us. I would hate it that this episode
today would ruin our friendship."

"I don't think that will be a problem, if you're ok with what happened. I
think that our escapades here should stay between us. It's not good if it
was known at school that some of us are kinkier than others. It might poke
bears where it is not necessary."

"To be honest I enjoyed getting ploughed by you and then rimmed by your
tongue was really nice after all that action. But I agree with you, I don't
think this should be known at school."

"Believe me, it's better that way. But let's toast to having fun and
enjoying ourselves." With that Steven grabbed his glass and we both drank
another sip.

"I don't want to be too nosy or so, and I totally understand if you don't
want to answer, but you know me. I'm a curious guy. I understand that
putting on the cage was not entirely your idea, even though you did it on
your own. And then I've found you here bound on a sling getting – well
– used by guys one after another. So I can't help but wondering if you
like it like that. Because from how I got to know you at work I would never
have guessed that you would be, as I said before."

I think I blushed.

"Well, you know. I actually do like getting used. That's how I learned
about my sexuality in the first place after all and it was always good
fun..."

Then I told him some anecdotes from my school-life and how I learned that I
liked to be dominated. It felt good talking about it with someone I had
learned to be a good friend before. And now, we had even more in
common. While I talked I looked at him more thoroughly then before. And he
was fitter than I would have guessed from what I had seen before. Not that
he was having a Six-pack, but his baggy clothes had not shown his actual
physique. A full bush of dark black hair was framing his still enormous
dick. I guessed it was about 9'' soft and still so thick that I guessed I
wouldn't be able to put my hand around it entirely. The hair continued up
his stomach and onto his breast and while I normally don't like chest hair
I thought that it suited him quite well as it looked soft and fine and not
stubbly hard. He also had a little bit of a stubble on his face which had
tickled a little when he had eaten me out earlier. His look fitted his
personality perfectly from what I could tell. He was a daddy type. Steven
was following my adventures with Markus, Philipp and Emir closely and I
noticed that his dick was swelling a little bit while I was talking.

"Holy cow. I am kind of jealous of your adventures at school to be
honest. At school I didn't dare messing around with classmates and I only
started dating during university. And to be honest some of the guys I have
been with couldn't even handle my dick at all. Going here is quite relaxing
for me as I don't have to think too much and the guys are often really hot
for – what do they call it –my elephant dick." He laughed again and
we finished our beers.

"It's really impressive but I also understand that it will not fit every
hole!"

"Yeah there is always preparation necessary but it's good that I always
loved rimming. That helps unbelievably for preparation. And again I can
only tell you: you really took it like a champ. I've not often seen someone
taking my dick without wincing. And you moaned and even came."

"Well, I can reassure you that I still feel your treatment. And to be
honest I need to use the restroom. See you soon."

"Don't get lost." He winked at me as I stood up feeling really good for the
first time during the last couple of days as my life seemed to be getting
better again. When I reached the restroom I hear loud moaning out of one of
the stalls. A small figure with a hood on which fully hid his face was
kneeling next to and bound in between two urinals on his knees. I could
only see part of his mouth in front of which was a funnel and it was pretty
clear why he was there on his knees. His body was wet and his dick was
hard. I couldn't help but wonder if I should try and feed him my piss. In
the end I decided against it because I just didn't feel like it. After I
finished I went back to the bar to see our table deserted. The barman waved
me over and told me that Steven had gone back to the rooms and had left a
message for me to find him if I wanted to. I grinned, said thanks and
turned around to walk to the back section. I was starting to feel horny
again anyway and I needed five more marks anyway to have a go at all keys.

When I opened the door I heard someone moaning loudly. The back area was
obviously busy, which was not really surprising. When I came by the room,
where I had been bound earlier, someone else was occupying the sling and
getting railed by someone quite tender. I quickly realized that the moaning
came from the guy in the sling. I briefly thought about eating the tender
figure out while he fucked the guy in the sling but decided against it as I
wanted to find Steven and see what he was up to and maybe get some more
action. I already felt my ass twitching for more. The orgasm had reduced my
horniness not as much as I had thought before. I glanced into each open
room, some of them empty some of them occupied, to see if I could get some
action. But Steven was nowhere to be found and none of the rooms looked
really exciting. Some of the rooms were closed, which called for privacy,
and I always respected that. Walking through the hall I saw some heads
turning when I walked about, but as I was searching for Steven I didn't
really take notice.

At the rear part there was a steam-room as well as a darkroom, which I knew
from my previous visit. Both had been quite busy. Maybe Steven had went
into the steam-room to enjoy the heat, steam and some action in this damp
room. I opened the door and a cloud of humid fog already smelling of sex
was wavering towards me. It was almost impossible to even see your own hand
in front of you. I knew from my last visit that it was a quite large room
with three rows of banks running along the three other walls apart from the
one where the door was. I heard some muffled moans but could only imagine
some figures, shapes more to the rear of the room.

Slowly I stumbled forward trying with my hands to sense any
obstacles. After a few steps before my eyes were done adapting to the
difficult my left hand accidently brushed onto something softer, which was
also quite hairy. Before I could say sorry, I heard a deep voice:

"Are you looking for something, boy? I could use a good mouth."

While he was talking he had grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. He was
sitting on the middle one of the banks. His leg hair was thick and dark, I
felt because he was pulling my hand along his left thigh. The closer I got
I noticed that he had an even thicker bush all around his dick, which hang
soft on an impressive set of balls, which were also covered in black
hair. If I hadn't known better I could have believed him to be a real
bear. I still couldn't make out his head, even though right now he had
pulled me right in front of him. He opened his legs further, his dick
slowly hardening in anticipation. I wasn't able to truly resist and hadn't
even said a single word, after he had spoken. I was mesmerized by his dick,
almost intoxicated by the steam, the smell of sex and testosterone and
sweat inside the room.

Then he let go of my hand after he had guided it on top of his dick, which
I grabbed and started to slowly jerk more out of reflex. He grabbed my
shoulders and pulled me even further towards him. As the lowest bank was in
my way I moved so I could kneel on it. He let go of one of shoulders just
to grab my hair and pulled me into his groin, on his dick. He smelled of
testosterone and sweat, manly and fit at the same time. Before I had been
hesitant blowing him, still looking for Steven, but being so close to this
dick, the smell had woken my submissive mind, and I just wanted to feel the
cock deep inside of me. But this man was holding my head not so close to
his groin that I could not get to it.

"Boy. What do you want? Tell me!", he said in his dark stern voice.

"Please, Sir, let me feel your dick inside of me. I want to serve you!", I
answered meekly. He laughed and let go of my head and already while he
said: "Then go ahead, boy, and show me your skills", I was immediatly
licking along the shaft, which was covered in salty sweat. His dick was
quickly getting hard which did not get much bigger. I guessed that it was
maybe 7'' but quite thick. His foreskin had retracted a bit showing the top
of the glans. I ran my tongue along the border between the foreskin and the
glans which made him moan and shudder. I felt him moving, leaning back,
while I was licking his cock.

Now, I wanted to taste his dick even more. I took the foreskin between my
lips and pushed it back so his glans went into my mouth. I ran my tongue
along it. It was also a little bit salty but this time from pre-cum and
maybe dried cum from earlier. I was in heaven and licked and tasted him as
much as I could. Then, I pushed down further and further until I had all of
it deep inside of me. His pubic hair tickled on my nose and skin while his
dick reached a bit into my throat but not really making me gag. I pulled
out just do dive in again, trying my best to get him off. He moaned and I
noticed his breathing getting faster already. After a few more deepthroats
I felt him move again. He grabbed my hair and pulled me off his dick. I
groaned out of disappointment but before I could say anything. He told me
to sit on him. I struggled to get up wanting to oblige with his wishes,
before I turned around and positioned myself above his dick. While I
lowered myself on it I grabbed it so I could guide it inside my ass. His
thick dick pushed me open and when I finally felt his hips on my ass cheeks
I felt whole and full again and moaned.

When I didn't start immediately, he grabbed my hips and started to bounce
me on him. Even though I had already been fucked three times already before
today it just felt right and I moaned and groaned all while my locked dick
was flopping all around while he was handling me. After a while he stopped,
let go of my hips and grabbed me beneath my knees, pulling them up so now I
was only resting on his hips deeply impaled by his dick. Then he started to
use me like one of those fuck toys using my entire body pushing it up and
down on his dick, getting deeper into me each time.

It was so hot and I was moaning obviously quite loudly, because after a few
seconds some shadow appeared to my side on the second bench. It was a slim
figure without much hair which I noted when he grabbed my head and pulled
it around. His hard dick was directly in front of my mouth which I gladly
opened. He pushed in without any hesitation and started to fuck my face
hard and fast. The guy fucking me increased his speed as well. I felt his
breath becoming faster as I felt it more often on my back. After a few more
seconds he pulled me down harder than ever, groaned and moaned loudly
before he shot his load deep into me. The (I supposed) younger guy fucking
my throat didn't last much longer and came down my throat moaning equally
loud.

Soon after the young guy pulled out and bowed down, while he pushed my head
up. He was blond and couldn't be much older than 20 I guessed, with shaggy
hair. Then, he spit in my open mouth, slapped my face once not very hard
and said:

"Good, bitch!"

Then he turned around and went back further into the room. I noticed my
dick aching in his cage now after it had flopped around and it felt as if
some pre-cum had leaked out of it. Suddenly the older guy pushed me off of
him and I was barely able to keep my balance and not fall. He grabbed me
again and turned me around and for the first time I noticed his face. He
had curly thick dark hair, and a full beard framing his face. He must have
been around fifty at least, as there were already some grey hairs as well.

"Clean my dick, boy, then get going. You did well enough!", he told me and
again I obliged without thinking, licking his dick clean. Not expecting
anything anyhow I obliged and after a few moments licking him clean and
running my tongue along his dick and balls and through his pubic hair I
pushed myself up and followed the younger guy deeper into the steam room
still looking for Steven. While I had been used by the older guy my eyes
had adapted better to the dark and steamy light and I could make out more
shadows.

After a few steps deeper into room on the right hand side an older guy was
on his fours getting railed from both sides by two mates probably his
age. I envied him not only because I enjoyed getting both my holes used but
also because he was not locked and I saw him play with his stiff dick. I
walked by getting closer to the end of the steam room. The younger guy
which had just used my mouth was now kneeling in front of someone who
looked like a bodybuilder, with his arms crossed behind his back, his head
being between the paws of the bodybuilder moved up and down apparently on
the bodybuilder's dick. He looked slender and fine and I was happy for him
but also for me that he had decided to top me.

On my right a guy with quite a belly was playing with himself. When he saw
me he tried to get me over, but I decided to decline as he was not really
my type. Well, I might have sucked him, if he had made me but when I didn't
react he shrugged his shoulder and continued jerking. I now had reached the
end of steam-room, when someone ran his hand along my back, then between my
ass-cheeks and my legs, where the hand grabbed my balls. At last then the
guy behind me who I hadn't seen yet at all felt my cage, while grabbing
also my balls with his right hand. As the cage will have confirmed that I
was a sub ready to be used (I guess he could have known it from the marks
on my ass cheek), he pushed my upper body down and moved directly behind
me.

----------------------------End chapter 14---------------

I hope you liked this part. Any more suggestion are always welcome.

And please if you have sex please use condoms and/or PREP to avoid getting
STD's. This story is fantasy so there are no repercussions for barebacking.

Thanks to my "pervy new editor", who helped proofread this chapter ;). If
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