Date: Fri, 6 Apr 2018 00:56:59 -0600
From: A Le <writera.le@gmail.com>
Subject: The Room Part 9

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The Room Part 9

I could feel Bruno's hands lifting my cock, pulling it straight up into the
air. My mind was still reeling from the piercing in my cock head and I just
wanted to see it so badly. The blindfold prevented it though, and I lay
still, breathing heavily. Master's voice was so deep, making my gut clench
even now, as it always did. "Save that one Bruno for next time as a
reward. For now, let's do his hand."

I could hear Bruno make a sound in his throat, "Good idea David." The
stroke down my cock felt so good as he let go finally. I could hear that
other man, Derek, moving around near the supply table again. Soon his
fingers were taking my right hand. The strap over my chest was lifted a
little and he pulled my right arm free. Then it tightened again, leaving my
arm out. I felt it stretched straight out to the side on an extension of
the table. My head rolled in that direction though I couldn't see
anything. "Masters?" I said it so quietly, starting to get nervous again.

My arm was strapped down just above the wrist and above the elbow, securing
it firmly so I couldn't move it at all. Master was smirking a little, I
could hear it in his voice, "Lay still pet. Derek is going to mark you as
mine, since you belong to me."

That caused me a little panic and I tried so hard to lay still, "I don't
want to be marked Master!" The words slipped out before I could stop
them. I heard myself gasp just as I felt Masters large hand grab my
chin. He tipped my head toward him, his grip hurting my jaw.

"What you want doesn't matter, did you forget that so soon? Do I need to
remind you?"

The moment I had said the words I regretted them, and I made a sound in my
throat, "No Master, I'm sorry, please, I remember. I belong to you. I am
yours. I'm yours."

His grip loosened on my chin and I knew there was no point in trying to
object, it didn't matter what I wanted. I didn't get a say any longer in
anything that happened to me. So, I lay there breathing while the inside of
my right wrist was wiped clean. I felt something cool on it, like paper and
then the sound of the tattoo machine was buzzing in my ear. It made me
tense up all over and I closed my eyes behind the blindfold tightly.

This time it was Bruno stroking my face slowly, "Stay calm, you are fine."
Bruno was always so calming, and his touch and his words soothed me enough
I didn't freak out when I felt the touch of the machine against my
wrist. It hurt, but it wasn't unbearable. Now and then it made my fingers
twitch but with how my arm was secured it lay still. Bruno's cool fingers
were on my face while the tattoo was completed. It took over an hour and I
had no idea what the design was, only that it was detailed, and I was
starting to feel like it wasn't going to ever end. When it did end I let
out a breath of relief. I felt it wiped clean and then what felt like
plastic placed over it. Derek was talking to Master the entire time. "Give
it a week to heal then you can finish the rest."

I wanted to see it so badly, I wanted to see my nipples and my cock. It was
killing me being in the dark! Bruno's hands left me and then the straps
were coming off. I felt relief, it was over, and I couldn't wait to get off
that table.

I felt Master's large hands grabbing me and he pulled me up off the table
and shoved me up against the wall until my back hit it. He pulled my arms
up, "Grab this." I felt a metal ring in the wall and I curled my fingers
around it tightly. "Spread your legs.' He kicked my ankles apart. Then he
had my chin and was tipping my head slightly down to the side. "Open your
mouth." I parted my lips a little, "Don't move." It was an awkward position
and I stood still, just breathing slowly. I heard the camera then and
realized they were taking pictures of me. I imagined what it looked like,
my six-foot slender frame posing, a tattoo showing now on the inside of my
wrist, those beautiful piercings in my nipples and my cock head. I felt the
skin moved pulled back to expose the prince albert and more pictures were
taken. And oh god, just thinking about what I looked like, that they were
taking photos, got me so hard. My cock throbbed to life and I heard
Master's voice, "Always hard, aren't you pet?"

I sucked in a breath, not moving other than my mouth, "Yes Master." I
didn't apologize, he had told me never to apologize for being hard for
him. And while I stood there, posed the way he wanted me, the three men
started chatting about other things, and I realized they were completely
ignoring me now. And for some reason, that made me even harder. I stayed
still as my arms started to go numb and my piercings ached, lost in the
darkness of the blindfold.

After what seemed an eternity Bruno was at my side, "Get dressed." He was
handing me the borrowed clothing they had given me. I tugged the pants on
and the shirt, not removing the blindfold as my feet were slid into the
borrowed shoes. Bruno's voice was quiet in my ear, "Lower your gaze to the
ground, don't lift your eyes." The blindfold was finally removed, and I
kept my eyes lowered, staring at my feet. Since they didn't take the
blindfold off until I was dressed, I still couldn't see my new piercings.

I was taken out of the room the same way I had been taken in, and right
back out onto the street. Bruno had a grip on my arm, guiding me
now. Instead of going to the car though, we started walking down the
street. I could hear Master behind us, but no one was talking now so I just
kept my head lowered, watching the ground as we walked. My cock was rubbing
against the pants and it ached so much, the shirt pressed against the new
nipple rings. The clothes were too tight, and it made me very, very aware
of what had just happened to my body.

We walked for maybe five minutes before Bruno guided me through another
door. With my eyes down, I could tell it was some kind of store as we
walked through. The music was low, and the lights were bright. Bruno spoke
to someone behind the counter, "Eight hours." Though I didn't know what
eight hours he was talking about. I didn't have long to wonder though as I
was led by my arm back through another door, deeper inside the store. The
hall was dark, and we entered another room. It was so dark I couldn't see
anything. "Remove your clothes and give them to me." Bruno spoke quietly. I
undressed as quick as I could and held the clothing out to him. And it was
too damn dark for me to see my piercings. I was so frustrated, wanting to
see them so badly.

 Bruno was pushing me down to my knees, "Press your face up against the
wall." I felt the wall right there in front of me with my fingers and I
pressed my face against it. Then I felt Bruno's hand guiding my head moving
it up just a little. A strap was suddenly around the back of my head and I
could feel Bruno securing it to the wall. "Put your hands here." And he
guided them up to the wall over my head and a cuff was wrapped around
both. The one with the tattoo hurt a little, but the cuffs weren't overly
tight. I had no idea where I was or what was going on. "Master?" I asked
quietly, the fear evident in my voice.

Bruno was smiling, I could hear it when he replied, "We're almost done pet,
just relax." So, I tried to do what he said. Behind me I groaned when
something cool and thick was being pushed into my ass. Bruno was being
gentle but at the same time, it was thick and large as it was shoved deep
inside me, filling my ass completely. I felt a bar being pressed between my
ankles, ensuring I wasn't going to be going anywhere. It was not
uncomfortable, but it was not comfortable either. I heard Masters voice
then from the doorway. The room was not that large, "He needs to be worked
up for this." My gut clenched at the words. Bruno agreed, "I'll let you
handle it."

By handle it, I realized a minute later, he meant Master's belt. I felt the
leather, so hard as it landed across my ass in a stinging blow. I cried
out, my body pressed up against the wall there was no where for me to
go. "Mm that's it, scream for me pet." Master's words filled me entirely
and when the next several blows landed, moving up my ass across my back
then down once more over my thighs. With every strike of the hard leather I
screamed a little louder until I was squirming, my head held tight against
the wall. My arms pulled on the cuffs, but I couldn't get away. After a
dozen blows of the belt I was pressed against that wall panting, sweat
running down my body and in the darkness, I couldn't see anything at
all. "Master please, oh god please." My cock was dripping precum and I was
shaking against that cold wall.

I felt his hand then, against my hair, "Open your mouth." I felt his hand
move up between the wall and my face and he was pushing that wire toy Bruno
had used in the past, that would keep my mouth wide open but my tongue
free. I moaned once it was in and I was starting to get really, really
worried.

He secured it behind my head and then smacked my aching ass with a heavy
hand, "See you in the morning, have a good night pet."

I couldn't even beg him or ask him what he meant or beg him not to leave
me! I moaned and squirmed, terrified now. I heard the door close and there
was nothing but silence. I could hear the music from the store faintly. I
squirmed against the wall a little more, trying to get free to no
avail. Maybe ten, fifteen minutes went by when I heard a door open and shut
with a quiet thud. It wasn't the door to the room I was in, but it had to
be close when I heard it. A moment later a thick fat cock was suddenly
shoving its way inside my mouth. I let out a grunt of surprise and then
another grunt when it pushed all the way down my throat immediately. I
couldn't see anyone or feel anyone, and it was then I realized it was the
wall. There was a hole in the wall and someone was fucking my face now in
hard quick thrusts. The wall was so thin, and my mouth was positioned
perfectly over the hole. I groaned loudly, gagging and choking with every
hard thrust until I felt it pull back and my mouth was suddenly flooded
with hot cum. I swallowed what I could and felt so much of it running out
of my mouth and down my chin and throat. A minute after the cock came, I
heard the door open and shut and there was silence again.

I knelt there, secured to the wall, panting, tasting the cum, my throat
aching, my cock hard against the wall. I realized they had left me here, in
the back room of the sex shop with my mouth sealed against a fuck hole. A
few minutes later I heard the door again and I moaned before the cock was
even shoved down my throat. Repeatedly the door would open, and my throat
was fucked. I lost count after ten or fifteen. I swallowed so much cum,
mouthfuls and mouthfuls of hot jizz poured into my mouth and down my
throat. It ran out and down my chin, over my throat and down my chest. My
throat grew raw and my body started to ache, pressed up to the wall,
secured there. My ass was full, and my cock was so hard pressed against the
wall. If I squirmed I could rub it but that piercing made it ache and I
suffered aching balls for hours.

By the time I thought I couldn't swallow another dick without screaming I
heard the door to my room open. It was Bruno, I could tell by his hands and
he was unstrapping my head and my hands. My arms were numb as they
lowered. While my mind was feeling relief at it being over, my body was
being leaned back, the bar removed from between my legs. My eyes were open,
but it was so dark I couldn't see much of anything other than the shadow of
Bruno moving above me. I heard him opening some kind of latch and a piece
on the wall was being lifted.

Suddenly I felt Master's hands grab my ankles and pull me forward
roughly. I cried out, but it stopped a second later and I felt the wall
around me, rubber barrier slid down, and it was at my waist. One half of my
body was in the room I had been in, and the other half was now in the other
room. I moaned, my mouth still held wide open. My legs were being spread
and lifted into leather cuffs around my ankles. It kept them spread wide
open and in the air. Then I felt something cold coming around my cock,
being secured and I realized it was a cock cage which meant no one would be
touching it at all. The large plug in my ass was grasped and pulled out
finally while I groaned as it came out.

My arms were lifted by Bruno and reattached to the cuffs they had been,
this time hanging straight up over my head as I lay there. Master smacked
my exposed ass several hard times and not once did he touch my cock or my
balls other than to put that cage on my aching cock. Bruno reached down
finally and pulled that metal piece from my mouth. I groaned and licked my
lips, but it was short lived. A moment later I felt a ball gag pressed
against my mouth and I opened my lips, feeling it secured behind my
head. This one pinned my tongue down and I whimpered, squirming but I was
secured well and wasn't going anywhere.

And then they were gone. I lay there panting around the gag. It wasn't hard
to figure out what was going to happen and within minutes I heard the door
in the other room open. This time it wasn't my throat but my ass that got a
hard cock thrust deep inside. I cried out as it filled me in one quick
thrust and the man on the other side of the wall was fucking me good and
hard and fast. With my legs held up I was a wide-open hole. So many men
came into that room, one after the other and sometimes I could hear more
than one in there at a time, taking turns. Some fucked me hard and furious,
painfully and others took their time. On and on it went as I lay there,
sometimes moaning other times screaming. My cock was so hard, throbbing in
the metal cage as I was used.

Hours went by while I was used like nothing more than a fuck hole. I had no
face, no voice, I was just a hole to be used by anyone that wanted it. I
had no option, no chance of getting away. It was the most humiliating
experience of my life and I felt ashamed that my cock was hard the entire
time, that I couldn't even touch myself, that I moaned through all of
it. If my mouth wasn't gagged I would have begged to cum, would have begged
for more.

 When the door opened finally I turned my head away from it, making quiet
noises behind the gag. On the other side of the wall my legs were being
uncuffed and lowered. I was covered in cum, from all that had run from my
mouth and all that had exploded on my stomach and legs. My arms were
uncuffed as well and I was grabbed by my arm pits and pulled back through
the wall. The gag was tugged free of my mouth and I whimpered, "Master." It
was Bruno there and he stroked my face then whispered in my ear, "Open your
mouth." I groaned as I did, opening my lips, my jaw aching and that metal
piece was inserted once again. I realized it wasn't over in that moment.

I started to cry, struggling some as I was lifted against the wall and soon
enough I was secured to it again like I had been earlier. I was fighting
against Bruno, so exhausted but I didn't want to be there anymore, and I
was moaning. Bruno spoke, "He needs to be reminded who he is." And the
moment I was secured to the wall with my mouth opened around that hole
again Master was there, and he used his belt from my shoulders to my
thighs, whipping me with the leather again until I was screaming and
struggling against the wall. Before he even finished whipping me a cock was
down my throat, gagging me.

It started all over again, one after the other, so many cocks, so much
cum. My entire body hurt and ached as more hours passed while my mouth was
used just as my ass had been.

The next time the door opened it was Master touching me, unchaining me and
his voice was quiet as he pulled the metal from my mouth, "Thank me for
giving you this reward tonight." A reward? Was all I could think. What kind
of reward was this? It was torture. And I screamed that out, or tried to,
my voice was so hoarse, "This isn't a reward!" I felt the hot tears running
down my cheeks and I tried to pull away from him, but his grasp was tight
as his fingers curled in my hair.

He yanked my head back, his voice still low and quiet. "I rewarded you by
letting you pleasure others. You are lucky to be used, to provide pleasure
and release. For the last eight hours you have given men that don't have
someone else to be with pleasure. That is your reward for being such a good
boy today. Aren't you happy to have helped all those men? Doesn't it give
you pleasure to know you made a difference in their day? But most of all my
pet," He paused, and his mouth was against my ear now, his hand holding my
head all the way back while I gasped and cried, "This is what I wanted you
to do. And who is in charge?" I whimpered, feeling so ashamed for yelling
at him earlier, "You are Master, you are in charge."

I could feel him smile against my ear, "That's right. I'm in charge. Do you
want to please me?"

"Yes Master, yes I want to please you!" I cried the words out, whimpering
still.

"Then thank me for your reward and apologize for yelling at me."

It was torture, all of it was torture. I felt so out of control. I couldn't
grasp hold of what was happening to me, I felt like I was falling off a
cliff, "Thank you Master, thank you for my reward." I gasped the words out
and then whispered with a quiet cry, "I'm sorry I yelled at you Master,
please, please forgive me, please Master I'm sorry."

His grip tightened in my hair for a moment and then loosened, "You will be
punished for yelling at me when we get home." Oh god, oh god a
punishment. This hadn't been a punishment, this had been a reward, what
kind of punishment was I going to get? I felt so much panic then.

Master took all the cuffs from my body as he pulled me up to my feet. "I'm
leaving the cock cage, you don't get to touch yourself for a while." I
groaned at the very thought. My cock had been hard for the last eight hours
and now it would stay locked up.

Bruno was there then, and he was dressing me. I was too weak, too wore out
and once I was dressed my arm was grabbed and I was led out. I kept my head
down, but I was covered in cum and sweat, you could smell me coming a mile
away.

I barely remember walking to the car or getting in to the car. I rolled the
window down in the back after Master said I could and I just breathed in
the air, my head laying against the inside of the car door. The closer we
got to home the more stressed out I was getting. Just as we hit the
driveway I started to whimper, "Please Master please don't punish me I'm
sorry, please. It won't happen again I promise please. I'm so scared."

In the front, their quiet talk came to a stop at my outburst. Master was
looking at me in the rearview mirror, but I kept my head against the door,
not looking at him. Bruno was the one that answered though, "You don't get
to make the decisions. If we let this one slide, you'll think you can say
and do whatever you want. It's for your own good pet."

His words made sense, but it still hurt, and I struggled not to cry quietly
in the backseat. "Yes Master" were the only words I could get out. I didn't
try to argue but oh god my mind was going crazy thinking about what they
were going to do. The last punishment had left me in the yard all night
long. I didn't think I could take that after the last eight hours I had
just survived.

As the car parked I looked down at my wrist, remembering for the first time
I had a new tattoo, but I couldn't tell what it was with the plastic over
it and the plasma inside smearing it. I sighed heavily and closed my
eyes. Bruno opened the door and took my arm, pulling me out of the
car. "Take your clothes off." He didn't even move so I stripped there in
the driveway and handed the clothing and borrowed shoes to Bruno. "Crawl."

I slid down to my knees and leaned forward. I crawled after him back into
the house. He led me through the house and out the backdoor into the
garden. I still had that cage on my cock, making it impossible to see my
new piercing. I could see my nipples though and it looked so amazing! I
loved the way the hoops looked around my dark pink nipples. They were
aching, but I crawled as fast as I could to keep up with Bruno's
long-legged strides. As we moved through the garden I was panicking at the
thought of being left outside all night long being electrocuted again. But
my worry was not needed because this time there were no stakes in the
ground. Instead I saw Master coming from the shed with a shovel in his hand
and a bag in his other hand. Bruno told me to stop and then he walked away
out of sight back toward the house.

Master came to a stop in front of me and I stared down at his shoes,
kneeling quietly in the warm grass. "You do not shout at me. You do not
shout at Bruno. You do not argue with me. You do not argue with Bruno. Do
you understand these rules?"

I made a little sound as I nodded, "Yes Master, I understand."

"Good boy. Your punishment for your earlier outburst is to dig up the
carrots and potatoes in the vegetable garden. Put them in this bag. Then
you will take this shovel, and you will start to dig in the far east corner
of the yard. The hole needs to be four feet by six feet and four feet
deep. Make sure you measure it correctly. Once these tasks are done, you
may crawl to the door and wait there until I come for you. You better be
done by nightfall. If not, you'll be punished for slacking in your duties."

Nightfall? Oh god how was I going to dig a hole that big by nightfall? "yes
Master.' I whispered, taking in several deep breaths. I was so tired from
eight hours of being used, and now this.

Bruno appeared then, and he knelt. `Drink and eat." He put a tray down that
had a bowl of water and a bowl of mush with no silverware. I leaned down
and started to just eat it with my mouth, realizing I was starving.

I ate all the food and drank all the water while they stood watching
me. When I was finished I knelt back up and Bruno grabbed me by the back of
the neck, "Bend forward again." When I was bent forward and my ass in the
air I felt that thick plug again, being shoved past my tight ring and it
stretched me open, filling me. I groaned, so sore from being fucked so
much. Once it was in though it wasn't coming out. Bruno pulled me back up,
"Open your mouth."

I whimpered as I opened my mouth and that ball gag was placed once more in
my mouth and secured around my head. With my ass plugged and my mouth
gagged and the cage still holding my cock in tightly, I was handed the
shovel and the bag. Bruno picked up the tray with the empty bowls and I
watched them both leave me there as they headed inside, leaving me alone to
my punishment.

It was hot out that morning. The sun was hot against my naked skin, turning
me pink as I worked. I dug up the vegetables and filled the bag, turning
the soil over as I did so it would be ready for replanting. I felt so
exposed, my wholes filled, and the leather of the straps was hot against my
skin, the cage hot against my cock. Everything ached as I worked.

It was early afternoon and I worked on digging the hole. I had measured it
out the way I was told, and I started digging. The ground wasn't too hard,
but it was hard work. I felt the air against me now and then in a soft
breeze. Halfway through Bruno appeared. He took the gag out and let me
drink what felt like a gallon of water. Then the gag was replaced, and I
was left again. I grew soaked in sweat as the sun beat down on me. My ass
ached from the plug rubbing against me, my cock hurt, my nipples felt on
fire. My arms and my shoulders ached and throbbed as I dug and dug. I was
covered in dirt as it stuck to my sweaty body.

I don't know how I did it, but I didn't stop until it was finished. The sun
was starting to set by the time I lay the shovel down and got down to crawl
to the back door. I stayed there, on my hands and knees, barely able to
keep my eyes open. I had blisters on my hands from being sweaty against the
shovel. I had never felt so exhausted in my life. But deep inside my gut, I
felt so good. My cock was hard, I was so turned on from the punishment,
from doing what I was told to do. Just knowing that Master had made me come
out here and do the hard work turned me on so badly.

When the door opened Master crouched down next to me. My head was on the
cool cement of the back patio and I whimpered at his touch. He pulled the
gag out of my mouth and stroked my hair back. "Master.' I whimpered his
name and I could hear the smile in his voice, "You are such a good boy pet,
such a good boy. Your punishment is over, you did so good. I'm so proud of
you."

Those words of praise were everything to me. I started to shake as I knelt
like that, on my knees, my head on the ground, soaked in old dried cum,
sweat and dirt. I was a fucking mess. But I realized suddenly I was so
happy. I had done what he wanted, I had survived the reward, I had
completed the punishment and he was praising me. There was nothing
better. Master lifted me up and soon he was carrying me inside. Like he'd
done before, I was carried up the stairs and soon was lowered into a nice
warm bath. Master was at the side of the tub, washing me gently with a soft
cloth. My head was leaning back, and I was staring up at him, so out of it
but I whispered so quietly to him, "I belong here Master."

He smiled his gorgeous smile, "Yes. You belong here my pet, you are my
good, good boy."

Part 10 coming soon.

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