Sex Pot Chapter 5

The Sex Pot

(A Poker Game Story)

Randy MacAnus

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Chapter 5

The next day, we prepared our naked whore for his visit to our next door neighbor, and his dog, Monster. Now, I have certain rules about animal sex, and I explained them to the boy.

“Boy, Monster's owner has decided he wants to make use of you as well. And he's having some friends over for Bar-B-Que and butt fucking this afternoon. So you will be making us some decent money. Now, whether you are fucked by Monster, will be entirely up to the dog. It's my belief that any effort to force, or even coax an animal to have sex with a human, is animal abuse, and I won't allow that.”

“That said, you are, under no circumstances, to discourage Monster's advances in any way. If he wants you, you are to submit. That is also true with any of the men at the party. During the party, you will function as a naked servant. The only things you'll be wearing will be your cage, collar, cuffs, and leash.”

“If someone wants a drink or a burger, you will get it for them. If someone wants you to suck their toes, you will get down on your knees and do it. If Monster wants to sniff your ass, or makes an effort to mount you at any time, you will get on all fours, and let him. If any of the men want to mount you at any time, you will let them, with the understanding that Monster takes priority. If and when he's in the mood, he gets to use you. Needless to say, if Monster mounts you, we will be shooting video. Understood?”

The look on Freddy's face was delightful. His eyes were glazed in a deer-in-the-headlights fashion, and his mouth hung open in shock. Good. The whole point of the extreme control and humiliation, other than our own profit and pleasure, was to get him in control of his gambling addiction.

People with serious addictions almost never recover without hitting rock bottom. It takes that to be motivated to take control. Even then, it's one day at a time. And while we were getting ourselves a sexy boy to serve us, we were also saving him from broken kneecaps, losing his inheritance, and possibly jail. We were artificially taking him to rock bottom, so he wouldn't lose everything in his life.

That's not to say we weren't having fun helping him with his problem! I'm not a social worker or anything. I love having control over another guy. And this level of control is really rare. I was enjoying the crap out of this! But knowing the kid could ultimately benefit from his degradation was a pretty cool thing. And I didn't mind in the least making money from this. The kid was high maintenance. And I was fronting money on his behalf. I figured I deserved a generous return on my investment!

I said to Freddy, “The good news is, since a dog can't demand a blow job, you won't be sucking any doggy dick. Human dicks, on the other hand, will be plentiful, and those you will suck, anytime you are given an order to do so. You may also find yourself drinking a good deal of piss. You haven't had to do that yet, so I'll want you to practice. I don't want you making us look bad, by refusing to drink, or failing to swallow. Understand?”

The kid nodded and whimpered. I have to say I loved that whimper! I took the boy into the bathroom, locked each wrist restraint to the corresponding ankle restraint, and put a spider gag in his mouth. I stuck my cock in his open mouth, and uttered one word: “Swallow.”

Freddy nodded, and looked into my eyes, as I began to piss in his mouth. He did the best he could. With a spider gag in place swallowing is a little harder than normal. Then, there's the taste. Let's face it. Piss may be sterile, and not physically harmful, but the taste leaves a lot to be desired.

What dribbled from his mouth and fell to the floor, the little teen was required to lick up. Tough with the spider gag in, but he managed. Naked, kneeling, and restrained, he looked so hot that I couldn't help but get hard. So I fucked his throat. I have to say, the boy was getting really good at deep throating a big hard cock. He no longer even gagged, and had no trouble swallowing my load.

I considered having the others in to use his mouth, but he was going to have a very busy day, and he was doing well. So I decided to give him a break. I left his wrists restrained to his ankles, and had him crawl to the living room sofa. I picked him up and put him on the sofa, so he could take a nap before the afternoon festivities.

I woke him at 2:00pm. We were due at 2:30, so our neighbor could teach him his waiter duties, and get an early opportunity to use that fantastic ass. I decided to leave his wrist and ankle cuffs on, because they looked really hot, plus I wanted him, and the guests to know he could be easily restrained, if the mood took us. That anticipation alone, was pretty darn hot, and my neighbor agreed!

During the period before the guests arrived, my neighbor, whose name was William, kept Monster locked in the basement. He didn't want him mounting the boy before all the guests had arrived, and the party was in full swing. And we were pretty darn sure, based on the dog's behavior the day before, that a mounting would occur!

The guests began to arrive around 3:30. William had given some thought to putting Freddy into a humiliating costume. An elaborate French Maid outfit, or perhaps, just an apron. But the boy was so fracking beautiful, none of us wanted to cover anything! Plus, I personally was in favor of everyone knowing he was caged.

We did stick a butt-plug-with-tail in his ass. It was designed to stimulate his prostate as he moved, so he'd be horny the whole time. And it would keep his hole ready to accept a dick on a moment's notice. Plus, if he came during the party, we would then be able to publicly punish him. Then, those wrist and ankle restraints would come in really handy!

As the guests arrived, our naked slave was tasked with greeting them at the front door. He was required to open the door standing, then kneel, kiss the guest's shoes, and say, “Welcome to the party, sir.”

Some guests pulled him to his feet and gave him a big wet sloppy kiss while feeling him up. Others left him on his knees, and slapped his ass, or ordered him to lick their shoes clean. Still others just ruffled his hair, and said things like, “See you later, boy!”

William and the six of us stood to one side and thoroughly enjoyed the boy's humiliation. We also greeted the guests in a more conventional manner. Among the guests, were two of Freddy's professors. His shock at seeing them, and the way he blushed and stammered his welcome were a delight to see!

The look on their faces, was also delightful. Apparently, word about their student's new status had not reached them, despite his very public humiliation at his former dormitory. I wondered if those boys had kept the incident to themselves. That would be interesting.

Once the guests had all arrived, we moved to the backyard, and Freddy began serving drinks, while William cooked the burgers. Freddy was very relieved to see the yard had an eight foot tall privacy fence. As each burger was completed, Freddy was called over to take it to a guest. Whatever he was serving, he would approach the guest, kneel and hold the food or drink up to the guest while bowing his head.

Naked, collared, wearing ankle and wrist cuffs, with his leash hanging down his back, and that butt-plug-with-tail wagging as he walked, our stunningly beautiful sex slave had everyone rock hard. William had decided the rule was, no fucking the waiter, until the food had been served. It was clearly taking an act of will for the guests to comply!

However, that did not save Freddy from groping, 'purple nurples,' nut taps, and butt slaps! He would cringe at the pain and humiliation, but was doing a remarkably good job of leaving his body open and available to all. Of course, he'd been told to do this, and had been given a hint of what his punishment might be if he were to become defensive in any way.

And it was clear that his little dick was trying mightily to get hard in it's cage! This, despite the protrusions that were causing his cute little member considerable pain. I had to wonder what his upbringing had been like. From the little Freddy had said about his father, I knew that he was used to being dominated.

I would have to ask him if corporal punishment had been a part of his upbringing. It was just possible that daddy was as into control as much as I was. How ironic, if this rich, powerful man had raised his oldest son to be a submissive, who is sexually aroused by pain and humiliation.

Finally, the food had all been served, and it was time for the entertainment to begin. William had set up a “performance platform” in the middle of his large back yard. There were folding chairs placed around it for the comfort and convenience of his guests.

William was a very meticulous man. It turned out that he had made very specific plans for how the afternoon would proceed. That was fine with us! We certainly didn't want to worry about crowd control. But with William's planning and the good nature of his friends, this wasn't going to be a problem.

Freddy was led by his leash to the platform. William had decided, given the workout he was going to receive that he should have a short bench to lay on. So we draped his torso over the bench. To make the boy look hotter, a spreader bar was placed between his knees, a spider gag was placed in his mouth and he was blindfolded with two wraps of black duct tape. The spreader bar, wrist and ankle cuffs were all connected to snap links bolted to the platform.

William liked things to be orderly, and so had arranged for Freddy to be used in an entertaining, but controlled fashion. A large glass bowl was placed on the platform, and those interested in using the boy, drew numbers to determine their place in line. Odd numbers got Freddy's mouth, even numbers his ass.

Once all twelve had a turn at their designated end, they could reverse ends and have another go, if they chose. Even numbers at his mouth, and odd numbers at his ass. That way, they didn't have to stand in line. They could relax anywhere in the yard, and watch the fun.

Condoms and lube were required for butt fucking, not so much for Freddy's benefit, as the guests. William was not a man who enjoyed sloppy seconds. Though he had already used Freddy before the guests arrived, he might want to use him again.

And he wanted each of his guests to be able to enjoy that “first one in” experience. All the guests were old friends and understood. They were just delighted to have a shot at this hot little muscle twink! Most of the guests were in their forties or fifties. It wasn't all that often they had an opportunity to stick it to a hot little teen these days!

Freddy's head hung beyond the edge of the platform, so that men standing on the ground would have their crotch at the same height as the boy's mouth. William was a very meticulous planner! The butt-plug-with-tail was pulled out with a plop sound, and everyone (except Freddy) cheered as the first two men took their places.

I have to say, Freddy seemed to be accepting his new position in life pretty well. Certainly, his dick was frustrated! All of this was causing the cute little thing to try getting hard. Because of the pain from the protrusions, I could see him wiggling his ass trying to get it comfortable in it's cage. But the effect was, the man getting ready to fuck him assumed he was getting an enthusiastic invitation!

So he quickly slipped on his condom, lubed himself, and shoved right in. Freddy might have bitten the dick that went into his mouth at the same time, had it not been for the spider gag! As he was blindfolded, every penetration came as a surprise. His physical reaction to each was a delight!

The simultaneous penetration drew cheers from the crowd and moans from Freddy. And it was only the beginning. Most of the butt fuckers emptied their condoms onto Freddy's hot little body, and rubbed their cum into his back and ass. Most of the mouth fuckers shot down his throat. But four of them sprayed his face and rubbed it in.

Some of the men who had received blow jobs declined to fuck Freddy. These were men in their fifties, and a couple in their sixties. I think they were either feeling too sensitive for a tight ass, or perhaps they were afraid they couldn't get hard enough for anal penetration. But a mouth can be very helpful in that regard, and everyone who had fucked his ass, also took advantage of his mouth!

So the final four blow jobs were delivered with no one in our hot little stud's ass. Kind of a shame, really. The six of us discussed stepping in to fill the void. But this was William's party, and we thought perhaps a bunch of hot, muscular young men showing off would embarrass some of the guests. So we kept our very hard dicks in our pants. After all, we knew we could get our turn any time we wanted!

When the crowd finished with Freddy he was given a warm round of applause. Unlike the crowd at the dormitory, and the laser clinic, this crowd didn't call him names or otherwise treat him rudely. They actually displayed affection to our cum-coated little teen. Many of them returned to the platform just to give him a hug or a kiss. It was really sweet.

William said later, that as he and his friends had aged, they tended to mellow out a bit. He didn't know if it was just life experience, or a combination of that and less testosterone, be he said he was happy it was the case. There are certainly many older men who remain cruel, but William refused to have that type in his circle of friends.

After all the hugs and kisses, Freddy was fighting tears. He told us later that he'd never been treated like that by men before, and only very rarely by women. It meant a lot to him! It's amazing how many men never learn the difference between affection and desire. It was nice to see Freddy learn that lesson.

I suspected that when he received affection, he would be more vulnerable emotionally. It would be interesting to see how that affected him during his time with us. At some point, he would need to break down, if he was going to hit rock bottom. If he received unexpected affection from time to time, that might accelerate the process. I made a mental note to discuss that with the guys later.

But now it was time for the main event—maybe! Would Monster mount our boy? William had gone to the basement and retrieved his beautiful dog. Monster was as playful as a puppy when he came into the yard and saw all the men gathered there. He went up to each, with tail wagging to get hugged and have his ears scratched.

As he made his way through the crowd, he started to sniff the air. By the time he'd finished visiting each man, and had reached the platform, he was getting very excited. Well heck, we may not have coated Freddy with dog pheromones, but with all the cum, he absolutely reeked of sex!

Monster's cock had left it's sheath even before he hopped up on the platform. He saw and clearly recognized Freddy, letting out a delightful bark. Freddy let out a delightful whimper! Monster went to Freddy's face and gave him a tongue bath. Because of the way he was restrained, Freddy couldn't pet him, but he did nuzzle him with his head, which was very sweet.

Monster slowly worked his way toward Freddy's fantastic butt, sniffing and occasionally licking as he went. The big dog sniffed, then licked the boy hole between those glorious globes, sending a shudder through Freddy. Monster was fully aroused now, and it was clear why he'd been given that name. I mean holy crap, what a dick!

Monster mounted our helpless, naked, teen whore, as Freddy whimpered and shivered in anticipation. Monster seemed to know right where the prize was. He penetrated Freddy's boy pussy on the first thrust! With his front legs wrapped around the slender torso, Monster immediately went into overdrive, fucking our little stud with a vengeance!

Freddy's moans began to build, as Monster's man rammer brutalized his hole, and stimulated his prostate. Freddy started pushing back, despite the pain, clearly desperate to cum! As the dog's knot built inside him, taking his breath away, it happened! Our little caged stud, blew his load! There would be punishment!

It was clear William and his friends had affection for the boy, and would likely would not be comfortable seeing him punished, so we agreed to save that for later. In point of fact, they cheered for Freddy when he came. Soon after, boy and dog were knotted, and Monster began pouring his seed into the ravaged ass.

As the two remained tied together, the men got up and got more drinks. Some came over to Freddy and gave him big wet sloppy kisses, and words of encouragement. The blindfolded boy had no idea who was providing the affection, but I noted that two of the men who did were his professors.

It would be interesting to see if they pursued the boy or offered to rent him in the future. As sweet as they were being, I wasn't sure I wanted them involved with him. Too much affection and tenderness, might undermine our control, and our efforts to degrade the boy. I'd have to discuss that with my roommates.

Finally, Monster twisted around, and pulled himself out of Freddy's boy twat, with a painful pop. Again the crowd cheered! Our cum-covered crowd-pleaser was completely exhausted, and barely able to stand. I removed his blindfold, and noted the glazed expression. I wanted him to do a walk of shame back home, so I gave his leash a tug.

The boy made it through the gauntlet of hugs and slaps on his ass. He even made it out the side gate from the back yard, and onto the sidewalk. But at the point, he stopped dead in his tracks and just swayed back and forth. After a moment, he laid his head on my shoulder and wrapped his arms around me. I got the hint, and carried my naked sex slave home.

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