{Trigger warnings: rape roleplay, daddy/son roleplay, black dom / white sub race roleplay.}
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Matthew could only helplessly stare as master Roman was tying his arms down with a thick rope. The noose was wrapped around the pole dancing pipe, so it would be impossible for him to escape.
"What's the point of hide and seek game, if I can't even hide?" Matthew asked, naively.
There was maybe an inch of distance between their faces, as master Roman was making sure that the ropes are tight. He looked at the boy, smiled and then kissed him in the lips.
"The point is for you to lose, boy," he answered, in his sexy, foreign accent. "Why would you want to win anyway? It would mean no dick for you." Master Roman spread boy's ass cheeks, gently. "I'll lube you up now, so they don't damage you too much, okay?"
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." Matthew couldn't stop enjoying master Roman's presence. At first he seemed kind of distant, but now Matt realized that he was a deeply caring and loving master. He smelled really good, too.
His slimy finger started massaging Matthew's asshole, until it invaded it gently and opened it up for even more lube to spread outside and inside. Matt cuddled to his master's chest, not fully enjoying the sensation, but the closeness of such dominant persona was quite enough to make it worth.
"Alright, cutie. You're ready to be used." Master Roman stood up, leaving Matthew on the, with his arms tied around a pipe, above his head. "Alright, boys. I'm going to dim the lights and let the doms in. Remember, this is a rape fantasy, so I want you scared, running and hiding like your life depends on it. And when they catch you, you're free to struggle a little bit and you're most welcome to beg for mercy. Just play along."
"This is fucked up," one of the boys hiding behind Matthew's couch commented. "What kind of individual would want to pretend that he rapes someone?"
"Someone with dark desires, who doesn't want to actually hurt anyone," Matthew recognized Alex's voice. He couldn't see him, but he could sense a playful smile in his tone. "And I intend to tease that beast and make it fuck me."
Suddenly, the main doors to the room have opened. Scared boys watched as six manly silhouettes entered the room silently, carefully looking around. The "dimmed" lights were actually mostly turned off, to the point where most of them turned on flashlights. Matthew hold his breath. The atmosphere was amazing and it really succeeded at bringing him on a verge of fear and excitement.
"Okay, boys, listen up," one of the doms has spoken. "We know you're hiding around. You know we will find you, eventually. So I have a really nice offer for you. Give up and come out and we promise to leave you safe and unharmed... well, right after we play with you a little bit..." Another deep, manly voice laughed, hearing that.
"S-sir... I'm... I'm coming out... But please, don't do anything bad to me... I can tell you where the other boys are, but please, promise me you will leave me alone..." some slave came out of hiding.
"Alright, you've got yourself a deal, lad," the first manly voice answered, clearly laughing. "So where are your colleagues?"
"One of the boys has fallen into a trap and he can't move!" Matt's heart beat dramatically increased, once he heard the slave boy giving up his location in a form of a made up story.
Matthew watched as the light of a flashlight moved on the coach and touched the bare skin on his back.
"There!"
Matthew got on his knees and started struggling with the rope, watching in panic as two shadowy figures approached him.
"No, leave me alone!" he screamed, completely giving into his role. A strong hand grasped his mouth, while the other one was placed on his stomach. Huge, warm body touched him from behind, pressing its hairy skin against Matt.
"Shhh, boy. This is over" a stranger whispered to his ear. "You can either accept it and enjoy yourself or clench your teeth and live through a horror."
"Please, don't do this..." Matthew cried, as his oppressor loosened his hand to grab him more comfortably. "I can pay you some money, I can bring you my friend instead, just... please, no! Stop!" Matthew screamed, as his 'rapist' aimed his hot, stiff cock and started mercilessly invading Matt's lubed up asshole. "Noooo...!" Matthew moaned, certainly with too much excitement, but his sexual owner simply hit the right spot with a first thrust, kind of making it impossible to sound scared instead of horny. A man seemed more than satisfied with that, though.
