At lunch I drove down the vacant lot, and parked beside Dan's truck. I climbed inside and saw that he already had his dick out. "Hello boi." He said, giving me a lewd smile.
"Hi sir." I replied, then went down on him. I swallowed his cock, and inhaled the wonderful scent of his sweaty crotch.
"Oh, fuck yes, suck that dick." He whispered, then grabbed my head.
After a few minutes of wet sucking, he shot a huge load down my throat. I kept sucking until I was sure that I got it all, then sat up, smiled, and said "Delicious."
Dan laughed, and said "You're such a whore."
"Yes I am." I said proudly.
He laughed again, and stuffed his dick back in his jeans, then said "There's something I want to do tonight boi."
"Oh really?" I asked. "What's that?"
"I want to test your obedience and see if you trust me, so I'm not going to tell you. All I will tell you is that you will be safe. Are you good with that?"
"Sure."
He grinned and said "That's a good boi. I want you to be in your room and ready for action at seven tonight."
"Ok." I replied, my heart already racing.
At seven I was in my room, wearing nothing but a black Calvin Klein jockstrap, when I heard Dan's truck pull up. He walked in, carrying a bag, said "Hello, boi." Then shoved me down on the bed, and cuffed my hands behind my back, then shoved a ball gag in my mouth. He collared me, and cuffed my ankles, then asked if I was ok. I nodded. Then he left.
I laid there helplessly, wondering what was about to happen. I was so turned on that my soft cock was just dripping in my jock. Finally, after what seemed like hours, the door opened, and someone walked into my room. But when he stepped into view, I saw that it wasn't Dan. It was a massive guy, with a bushy red beard, and red hair that he wore slicked back. He was probably around forty, and he was wearing jeans and a black tank top, which showed off his massive, tattooed arms, and he was holding a leather bag. He looked at me laying there, nearly naked and helpless, smiled, and said "Hello boi."
I didn't reply of course. I just laid there, with my heart racing, wondering what he was going to do to me.
"Well boi, Dan said I could have you tonight, so you're all mine." The man explained. "He said that you were a slutty little pig, and that I could do whatever I wanted with you." He sat his bag on the floor, stared down at me, then gently caressed my ass, and said, "Yeah, this is going to be fun. You have a hot ass, boi, and I'm gonna enjoy fucking it." He ran a finger down the crack of my ass, then rubbed my hole. I moaned. He laughed, and rubbed it harder, then he said "Let's see this pussy."
He grabbed my cheeks, and spread them apart, and said "Oh, yeah, that's a nice hole boi. All pink and puckered, just the way I like them. Yeah, I'm gonna enjoy this. I'm gonna fuck that pretty pussy of yours so hard, you won't be walking right tomorrow." He spat on it, then shoved a finger in me, wiggled it around, pulled it back out, and said, "Yeah, I'm gonna tear that up. But first, we're gonna have a little fun. At least I will." He chuckled, then reached into his bag, and pulled out a crop, that had a big, wide leather tip.
He saw me staring at it, grinned and said "That's right. I'm gonna whip that ass first. I want to make sure you know your place." He caressed the tip on my face, then slowly ran it down my back, then down my ass crack. He flicked it lightly on my butt a few times, then snapped it hard on my left check. He teased it around, then snapped it again, in the same spot. He did it two more times, then gave me several swift lashes.
I squirmed around. He laughed and said "Does that hurt, boi?" and gave me several more, which really made me squirm and moan. "Yeah, boi, struggle." He hissed in a sadistic voice, then whipped me some more. "There's nothing hotter than seeing a bitch boi struggle and hear him moan." Knowing that me being helpless and in pain turned him on really made me hot, and as he mercilessly whipped my butt, I fought my cuffs and moaned through the gag.
"Stick your ass up, boi." He demanded. I obeyed. He slapped his whip on the back of my thighs, then said "Spread your legs."I did, and he flicked the quirt on my balls. I moaned in pain, and he did it again. "What's the matter boi, does that hurt?" He asked, then flicked then again, and laughed while I moaned. "Yeah, I'll bet it does." He said. He abused my dick and balls some more, then slapped my hole, before whipping my ass and thighs. He was very good with the whip, and inflicted the perfect amount of pleasurable pain.
Finally he stopped, and looked down at me laying there, with my face in a puddle of my own slobber, grinned, then rubbed my butt and said "Is that a little tender?"
"Mmmmhhhmmm."
He laughed, rubbed it some more, and said "Aaaaawwww I'll bet it is." Then he spanked me with his bare hand.
He watched me squirm around, then he dropped his whip on the floor, then reached into his bag, and pulled out a thick leather strap. He saw me looking at it, grinned, and said "That's right boi. We're not done yet." Then he gave my ass a good swat with the strap.
He watched as I moaned and wiggled around, then he hit my tender butt with the strap again. I squirmed, wiggled and moaned, which made him laugh, and he spanked me with the strap again. I fell down on my stomach, but he told me to stick my ass back up. I did, and he struck again. The sting spread across my ass, and I bit down on my gag and struggled uselessly in my cuffs. This made him spank me again. As I struggled some more, I looked up and saw him grinning, and he spanked me two more times, then dropped the strap on the floor.
