Cruel to be Kind

by Anon

14 Apr 2017 3314 readers Score 7.8 (28 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


Cruel to be kind 2

Master had promised slave a busy day and here he was tied on his back to the punishment bench. His legs are strapped to a cross piece leaving his arse exposed, his head is strapped back around his forehead to the bench. This left his mouth and arsehole open for use at waist height to the average Master. After strapping slave to the bench Master had left him and slave heard him laugh with an evil malicious laugh. The door to the room was left open and he heard Master moving about in the front room. The door bell rang and Master answered the door and greeted the visitors. Slave heard a few voices deep and husky. They sounded jovial enough and friendly at least with Master. He heard Master talking to them.

“Yes strip off here and let’s get down to business my bitch is ready for use and dying to be gagging for it.”

“Yeah let’s go for it I got a hard on already.”

Then they came into the room. He heard the slap of their bare feet on the wooden floor boards. He wasn’t sure but there was more than just two people but he wasn’t sure how many.

“Hell man when you said he was ready you weren’t kidding. How we gonna do this bitch?”

“Well obviously two at a time in turns until all ten of us have had enough and can’t get it up.”

“Right toss a coin and what you get is where you go right. Heads or tails!”

They all laughed at that.

“What if we get more heads than tails?”

“Then you switch sides until there is 5 each end and we go for it until satisfied. Bare back no condoms we are all clean here and he certainly is.”

They queued up in place and the first on each end moved forward. One pushed into slave’s mouth and proceeded to face fuck slave. First slave smelt his manhood then felt the hairs on his face and felt his face wrapped in the man’s loins. One of the tail crew then pushed his stiff prick into slaves arse and slave felt his warmth and then his legs against slave’s rear end. His hands rested on slave’s legs to get a grip and he rode slave hard and fast. Slave was glad that the men weren’t very big and about average in length but he still had to control his breathing and relax his sphincter muscles to ease the pain of the rough sex. Time blurred and slave just smelt their body smells close to his nose and the warmth of their bodies. Sweat dripped down his face and not all of it was his own. The first two came and pumped him with their cum and pulled out almost simultaneously. Slave thought that was funny but stayed quiet. Mustn’t upset them now. They wiped their flaccid wet pricks in the region that had satisfied them and moved away and the next two came in. More sweat more smells more thrusting pain and gagging throat action. It was all a blur of relentless brutal sex and his mind numbed to the onslaught. After they had all had one go at both ends they went away to rest in the front room. Slave’s mouth and throat felt raw from the pumping and his arsehole ached and throbbed from the constant abuse that had been inflicted. He had no idea what time it was but the light was fading and they put on the lighting in the room.

“Damn he is good you are one lucky sod.”

“Yeah I know but let’s not give him a big head unless it’s one of our pricks that is.”

They all laughed at that poor joke. Slave’s mind was in turmoil and tried to make sense and thought it was all over when they all piled into the room and formed another queue.

It certainly was going to be a long day and slave was revelling in the sordidness of it all.