Fuck!

The Contract

“MMm… Ah…!”

OH, FUCK

“Mmmh… Mmhm… Ah…! Aahh!” 

FUCK ME

“Ahh… Mmm…”

HARDER! HARDER! The voice in my head screamed.

Rob continued to pound my ass for several minutes, ramming his rock hard cock deep inside me. It felt amazing! His hips and stomach slammed against my butt, as I stayed on my hands and knees, taking all of it.

I moaned and bellowed, as the two of them pushed me further and further towards the edge. I swallowed Frank's meat with a greedy appetite, sucking and licking and slobbering, and gagging myself on his cock. Together Frank and Rob tag-teamed me into complete submission… I felt my arms and legs turn to jelly. Sweat was running down my skin. The air in my lungs felt hot and damp and tasted of them.

After some time Rob eventually slowed down. He pushed deep inside me a few times, then he paused. Then he slowly pulled out, spreading my ass apart with one hand as he did. I could feel my hole gaping from his sudden absence. It felt a little tender as it attempted to contract and recover from the ordeal.

Around the same time, Frank lifted my mouth off of him, holdning me by the hair. Drool and spit was running down my chin, and I did my best to swallow the excess, as he stared deep into my teary eyes. 

I stayed on all fours in between them. Rob unlocked my ankles, and then removed the spreader bar between them. When he was done, Frank took hold of me by the wrists, and pulled me towards him, gesturing for me to move up on the couch.

He laid down on his side and positioned me, so I laid parallel next to him, with my butt pushed up against his groin. I tried to turn around and sneak a kiss, but Frank refused me… Instead he opted to bite down on my neck, sinking his teeth into my skin. It hurt, but at the same time it was so gratifying to feel the touch of his lips. Then I felt him push against me from behind. 

Seeing as Rob had already widened me out good, Frank had no problem pushing himself inside me. He immediately started to fuck me with slow deep pushes of his cock. I moaned in between my shallow breaths, to the rhythm of his thrusts. Through my half squinted eyes, I observed Rob with a look that had pleasure spelled out across my grimacing face. He adjusted the cameras, then watched me watch him, as he walked over and knelt down on the couch just in front of me.

Rob wasn’t hiding his true intentions for long, and eased himself forward pushing his cock right up in my face. 

I was a little reluctant to suck him off, since he’d just been inside my ass… But Rob didn’t give me time to complain or resist. He grabbed my head and forced me down on him, and began to fuck my mouth with fast shallow stabs.

“... Dirty little sluts get ass-to-mouth, and suck their masters' cocks clean! Is that understood slave?!” Rob instructed me, as he continued to push himself in and out of my mouth.

“... Hrrugh… Mmmh… y-e… mmh… yes sir!” I answered back obediently, as best I could manage, in between each push of his cock.

Frank was picking up the pace behind me, fucking me fast and hard. I had surrendered completely, and took all of him, as I slid further and further down into the depth of myself.

I was hardly paying attention, when Rob eventually pulled out of my mouth, got up, and proceeded to film us with the handheld. He began filming closeups of my masked face, before moving down the length of my naked figure, to where mine and Frank’s bodies met.

Frank lifted up my leg and rammed his cock in even deeper - as far as he could go. His breathing deepened, growing louder and faster, until he finally climaxed, pushing himself all the way inside me. I felt him breathing hard against my neck as he sucked on my ear. 

Frank emptied himself in my ass with two slow, deep thrusts. He then continued to stay inside me, as we both breathed deeply, catching our breaths. I pushed myself closer to him, eager to feel his broad hairy chest pressed up against me.

“Cut! That was fucking hot” Rob commented, sounding very pleased with the result. 

“We really hit the jackpot with this one here…” He grabbed my chin as he said it. I felt too drained to even open my eyes.

Rob said he wanted to get a shot of my cream-pie, and turned the camera on again. He held it right in front of my ass as Frank spread my legs apart, and slowly withdrew from my gaping, pink hole… Incredibly he was still pretty hard. I could feel his load oozing from my ass, as he pulled the last bit of his meat out. 

They cut again. Rob handed him some tissues. After Frank had cleaned me up a bit, he sat me up and unlocked my hands.

“Time for a change, kitty-cat…”

Rob sat down next to me, holding the other mask in his hand. Frank proceeded to remove the leather kitty mask I was wearing, unlocking the straps behind my head. I expressed some hesitation, but Rob assured me that the cameras weren’t filming at the moment… Still, I tried my best to hide my face, as Frank lifted the mask off my head. My skin felt hot and sweaty underneath it. I paused for a moment and wiped my brow. Then Rob helped me pull the hood-like mask down and over my head. Like I had figured, the mask covered most of my face. It had an opening for my mouth, which allowed me to breathe freely (and do other things…).

I was now completely blindfolded. The fabric of the mask had seemed thin to the touch, but it was hardly letting any light through it. I was on the back foot once again, blindfolded and vulnerable, and at my masters' mercy. 

Frank and Rob stayed close to me on the couch, their hands tenderly caressing my lower back and thighs. They checked in with me, and gave me a couple of minutes to get adjusted to the blindfold. They allowed me a quick drink of water, then proceeded to throw me right back in at the deep end...

The cameras rolled - “Action!”

Frank and Rob suddenly forced me up from the couch, and grabbed me firmly by the arms. They turned me around and dragged me backwards across the floor. The two of them guided me over to the bench, which was still standing roughly in the middle of the room. They lowered me onto the patted furniture, placing me gently down. The fabric felt nice against my bare skin, and I realized I had never been naked on it before.

Lying on the bench was awkward though. The short length of the small furniture meant that I could more or less only fit my back on it - While my head and butt had to hang over the edge of opposite ends. On top of that, they hardly gave me any time to get adjusted, before they started tying my wrists and ankles together.

Frank and Rob pulled my hands and feet underneath the frame of the bench, so they just met in the middle. They locked my arms and legs together with a small chain. The tight fit left me with very little room to maneuver, and my position only allowed my toes to just touch the floor. I was forced to keep quite still, to maintain my balance and keep myself from slipping off the seat.

I wasn't going anywhere, so the two of them had plenty of time to get organized and set things up for the scene. By their sounds and voices, I could roughly follow what was happening. Rob and Frank were getting ready for the final shot, and were discussing camera angles. It sounded like one of the tripods was being positioned off to the side, at the opposite end of where I was facing. It was probably getting a great view of my semi hard cock as it laid across my stomach, with the sounding tool poking out of it. I prayed that they’d remove it soon. I felt like I had done everything they had asked, and some… Was Frank gonna make good on his promise and finally let me get off? I wasn’t sure I could take it anymore.

A pillow dropped to the floor, just below my head.

I laid propped up on the bench balancing myself with the tips of my feet. My body felt restless, and I couldn’t help but move and wriggle, impatient to get started. My chest moved up and down and my breath was heavy with excitement, as I sensed their preparations coming to an end.

Finally I heard them move into position and give the go. 

“ACTION”

Frank and Rob walked over and stopped on either side of me. I could almost feel their eyes poking and prodding me all over. 

I imagined them sending each other devious looks as their minds fantasized, planning in advance. Detailing how to make the best use of their helpless and horny slave.

One of them moved in close. By the sounds and movement I figured I was being filmed. I sensed the camera's prying eye move across my naked body. Then I heard Frank's voice.

“Are you ready for your final scene, slave boy?”

I quickly answered. “Yes sir, I'm ready...”

“How are you liking your role so far?”

Frank continued his interview, and I answered completely in character and without hesitation.

“I love it, sir - Thank you!”

“You love having your holes filled by your masters…? You like being our little fuck-toy?”

“Mmm-hmm… yes sir, I love it when you fuck me. Please give me your hard cock”

“Mmm I bet you do. Don't you worry, slut… we're not quite done with you yet…”

“So…” Frank continued. “Is there any other place you'd rather be right now?”

“No, sir. I wanna be here with you!”

There was a slight ear of desperation to my words.

“Good…” was all he replied.

A few minutes passed in silence. Then I could hear the two of them speaking softly to each other. It was hard to make out what they were saying, and it made me nervous. 

As usual Frank and Rob didn’t stay idle for long. Moments later I felt them move even closer to me, and soon after I could feel their hands against my naked skin.

They began to grope my chest and feel up my thighs. At first I had trouble telling their hands apart, but eventually I gathered that Rob was sitting by my head and Frank at the opposite end, between my parted legs. A couple of fingers tickled my ribs, and I had to concentrate not to squirm too much and lose my balance on the narrow bench. 

A warm hand groped my chest and played with my nipples. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain, and cried out as two fingers pinched my right chest hard, pulling my nipple upwards. Seconds later, a new type of pain, as one half of a set of chained clamps bit down on the skin. Soon after the process repeated itself on the other side. A couple of fingers flicked the clamps. I bit my teeth together, and I could hear Frank grin just next to me. 

“Those really ARE quite sensitive, huh?” He asked playfully. 

“Ah, yes sir… Nnngh… yes they are...”

They continued to caress my torso and stomach, tickling and feeling me up with varying intensity. 

My body felt warm as my skin became more sensitive to their touch. I could feel my excitement growing with each tickle and kiss of my skin.

My nerve-endings flared and sparked with each, both new and repeated sensation, that caught me off guard. The touch of their hands. The sound of their voices. The warmth of their bodies as they moved closer and closer to mine. I consumed it all with an insatiable appetite for more...

Rob moved in and kissed my neck intensely, licking and biting me all over. Then our lips met as he kissed me hard, pushing his tongue in my mouth. He was actually not a bad kisser…

Around the same time Frank started kissing the inside of my thigh. Begging at my knee he moved his lips up my leg, eventually reaching my crotch. 

Frank fondled my dick with his hand as he began kissing and licking my balls. A moment later he sucked them into his mouth, suckling and massaging them with his tongue. It felt amazing! Both pleasurable, but at the same time a little terrifying to be so vulnerable… To have my balls in the mouth of another man.

Frank continued for a little bit, then he let my pouch slip out from between his lips, and moved his mouth to the base of my cock. Frank ran his tongue up the full length of my shaft, teasing and licking the tip of it. He paid great attention to my frenulum, tickling and brushing the tip of his tongue against it, sending cascades of pleasure across my overexcited body. 

I would probably have come then and there, had it not been for the metal rod interfering nefariously - replacing my hard earned orgasm with an aching numbness. 

I moaned and begged for release, but Frank was indifferent to my suffering.

I suddenly felt Rob’s hand around my neck. He tilted my head backwards so it hung down from the edge of the bench. 

I parted my lips and Rob instructed me to push out my tongue. As soon as I did, I felt him move forward. The tip of his throbbing cock hit my tongue like a red hot iron rod, tasting of sweat and precum. Rob moved it back and forth, sliding it across my tongue and lips, playing with my mouth, before he gradually pushed inside. I took him in my mouth instinctively, trying instead to focus on Frank, and what he was doing to me…

Frank opened his mouth around me, and swallowed my cock… It felt like I was about to explode! 

He pushed me in and out of his mouth a few times. Then he sucked down hard on the tip of my cock, until I could feel every blood vessel in my member fill to the point of bursting. I arched my back in agony from the pain and unfulfilled pleasure, and tossed around so violently that Rob had to steady me with his hands, to keep me from falling.

Frank pulled back suddenly, and paused for a moment. He kept both of his hands on my thighs gripping them tightly. Then he got up.

While I could hear Frank moving around, Rob continued to fuck my mouth. He pulled on both of the clamps, at the same time, causing me to wriggle and moan. He jingled the chain a bit, then pulled on them a second time, even harder, until they gave way and slid off my nipples with a snap. It felt incredibly painful and lingered far longer than I had expected… I would’ve bit my teeth together, but Rob seemed to have anticipated it. Within a split second he had pushed his fat cock down my throat, and pried my mouth wide open as he gagged me on it. I pulled on my wrists and tried to shake free, but Rob simply put his hands on my throat and held me in place, continuing to force feed me his cock.

Frank wasn’t done with me, and returned soon after. I felt the touch of his hand as it returned to my thigh. It felt different. Sort of sticky… It took me a few seconds to figure out that he was wearing rubber gloves.

I heard the faint click and the squirt of a bottle. And soon after I felt the touch of his fingers as he lubed up my ass. One of his fingers poked and prodded my hole, then gently slipped inside. It pushed up against the wall of my sphincter, sliding its way further in, reaching my g-spot. Then it slid back out. Frank's other hand began lubing up my cock. Then two fingers returned to my ass, and eased their way in. 

Frank pushed his fingers in slowly, going in as far as they could, until I could feel his knuckles pressing up against my butt. He immediately went to work, fingering me deep and hard. 

His fingertips pushed against my g-spot, poking and massaging my sore and tender prostate, while his other hand jerked me off relentlessly. I was in complete disarray, tossing around desperately atop the bench. 

Meanwhile Rob continued to choke me on his thick member with shorter and shorter intervals. With each deep push that made me gag, I felt my ass gape open, up to a point where I was afraid that Frank could (and would) push his whole hand inside me! 

I couldn’t handle it anymore. It was too much… I wanted them to stop! But I couldn’t even speak at this point...

My entire body shook and trembled hysterically, in between violent fits and cramps, that made me pull frantically on the cuffs around my hands and ankles. 

I can’t escape!!!

Oh god!!

They're not gonna stop!!!

SHIT!! FUCK!!

I had no control over myself anymore. There were no real thoughts... only sensations. Nothing except my two masters' presence, on and inside my body, and the all dominating physical lust that was ravaging me, mind and soul. My head was spinning, drunk on a paradoxical cocktail of delicious pain and excruciating pleasure... 

I felt a sharp, stinging sensation in my groin, as Frank grabbed hold of the sounding tool, and proceeded to pull it out of me. My cock stood up hard as a nail, finally free.

As soon as the metal rod had cleared the tip of my cock, Frank applied his finishing move...

With his one hand holding me tightly, Frank resumed jerking me off pulling on my beleaguered cock even harder than before… all the while he kept jamming his fingers deep inside my ass, poking and prodding my g-spot with the tips of his fingers, pushing me over the edge.

That was the final drop...

I tore uncontrollably on the cuffs around my hands and ankles. A last desperate attempt at escape...

It felt like floodgates opening and releasing a torrent! 

My entire body moved in unison, as I thrust my hips upwards, arching my back off the bench as far as it could. I came hard. Very hard! The feeling was so overpowering that I almost blacked out completely…

My accumulated cum from hours and hours worth of wicked edging exploded across my chest and stomach, reaching all the way up to my collarbone.

I would have screamed with pleasure, had it not been for Rob still pushing deep in my mouth. I moaned like a slut as my body convulsed violently, while Frank continued to jerk me off and finger my ass, with unrelenting efficiency. It was so intense I could hardly process all of it…

At that moment, Rob swiftly pulled out of my mouth. As he did, he grasped the base of my mask and yanked it completely off my face in a single pull. I was still reeling from the orgasm, and hardly registered that I was now facing straight up into Rob's head cam, mouth open, with the rest of my face fully exposed.

Rob moaned out loudly, as he jerked himself to a finish. I instinctively closed my eyes tightly, as he emptied his thick hot load all over my face and mouth, in three or four large bursts.

He finished by shoving his cock back in my open mouth, instructing me to suck him clean. I did my best to swallow his remaining load, and lick the salty mess off his cock. 

Meanwhile, Frank completed milking me with a few more strokes of my shaft, then let go of my cock, and slowly withdrew his fingers from my ass. My entire body felt like it had been wringed out of every last drop of energy.  I slowly tried to pull myself back together.

I was exhausted. All of me had been used to the fullest. I was still balancing awkwardly atop the bench, with my wrists and ankles tied together, completely helpless. Rob’s jizz flowed down my face, and was stinging my eyes. My head dangled limp over the edge of the bench. My groin and ass felt cold and damp from the residual lube, cum and sweat.

I could feel Rob and Frank get up and walk around. One of them circled slowly around me and eventually stopped at my head. I caught a glimpse of Frank filming a closeup of my face…

They had me lie there on my back for a little while, as I caught my breath. Soon after I felt my arms and legs being untied, releasing me from my awkward position. My back felt stiff as I slowly sat up. One of them handed me a towel and placed it in my hands.

I started to clean up, badly trying to get the cum out of my eyes. It really wasn’t until I was wiping my face, and felt my bare skin against the towel, that I fully realized what had happened! They had filmed my face…

Anger over my broken trust quickly began to build up… alongside a creeping feeling of shame over how far I had let them push me.

I bit my teeth together, stood up and turned towards Rob, pissed off as hell.

“Hey, why did you pull the mask off me?!”

“What…? Oh, don’t worry about it…” Rob casually shrugged .

“You were still filming… I saw it!”  I insisted.

“What’s the big deal? You didn’t seem to mind”

“Hey! I’m being serious!” I persisted… I could feel my face turn bright red and my cheeks burning.

“I made a quick call… and decided you looked cuter with your face all covered in my cum” Rob grinned.

I was angry to begin with… but the fact that Rob was laughing about it made me furious!

“We made a deal!” I scolded. “I told you I wanted to stay anonymous!”

I stared at Rob waiting for a reply, but he just scuffed his shoulders.

“I don’t remember making that deal… Do you?” He looked over at Frank who just shook his head with a fake look of surprise. 

“Nope, no deal” He continued. “Besides… It's too late now anyway. The footage is already saved and uploaded to the cloud”

I was fuming...

“What the fuck! Why did you do that?! I told you…! That was my one fucking condition, you fucking assholes!”

The second the words had left my mouth, Rob’s demeanor changed completely. He looked at me with a stern expression. So did Frank. I paused, immediately regretting my tone and choice of words.

“You sure talk a lot of shit for a little slave bitch...” Rob replied harshly, staring straight at me.

I felt my momentum drop and courage suddenly fade away, as the two huge men called my bluff.

“...I would get on my knees, right now, if I were you!”

With his finger pointed straight at my face, Rob commanded me to the floor. I slowly complied, unsure of what to do.

He continued; “Now listen up! We have a small proposition for you… well, that’s putting it nicely… You don't have much choice really… Unless you want the whole internet to see what you've been up to!” Rob's eyes stared me down intensely.

“Wait… What…?!” I could feel my heart drop and my legs suddenly grow weak.

“... Sure, we have about enough footage for a feature film” Rob grinned. “And there are tons of freaky people out there, who love watching first timers getting ridden in… Especially ones as cute and eager to please as you”

“Please, no… you can't…!” I begged from my knees. My eyes began to water.

“Shut up!" Rob snared. 

I felt panic setting in. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! My mind raced. This can’t be happening!

Rob kept his eyes fixed on me. “As I said, we have a proposition for you… You interested, slut?”

I tried to remain calm. “Whaa- … what do I have to do?”

“First of all, lose that fucking attitude. This is your first and last warning!” He looked at me, and I turned my eyes to the floor.”

“As I was saying…” He carried on. “It’s nothing too extreme, just what we've been doing so far - and a few other things”

The last bit of Rob's remark made me uneasy. My throat felt dry.

“Nothing more… sir?” I asked timidly.

“No, nothing more” He replied.

“And you won't show the footage to anyone?”

“If you do what we ask of you, when we ask” Rob stated. “No one will watch it, except us.”

“...”

I was really reluctant to believe anything Rob was promising - after what had just happened. However, it didn't feel like I had any real alternative, but to agree to his terms…

“Okay...” I replied.

Rob summarized; “Do you agree to enter our service and to be at our beckoning call?”

“…”

“Answer!”

“Yes… sir”

“That’s better”

“Now, listen carefully! First of all, there are some ground rules: You will be at our disposal 24/7. You do what we want, when we want it. We might schedule to meet with regular intervals, but no matter the case, if we text or call, you answer immediately - Understood, slave?”

“Yes, sir. I understand.”

“Good”

Rob looked at me with an arrogant gaze.

“... Besides that, you follow the same rules as now: You address us as ‘sir’ or ‘master’. You don't speak unless spoken to. You're at all times submissive and compliant”

“Yes… master”

“Moving on, let's go over your contract”

Rob walked over to the corner, opened a bag, and looked through its content.

"My… contract?" I asked, under my breath.

Rob pulled out a brown file folder. 

“Yes. Your contract of servitude. This sums up what we expect of you, and any items we might have agreed upon.”

“We want you completely compliant and turned on when you service us, so we’ll let you state a few areas that you feel are completely off limits for you, as well as some that get you off. Some other activities, we might insist upon, though.”

I looked at Rob both confused and anxious. 

“I'm not sure I understand, sir…”

“For starters, name any activities that put you off completely…”

“Okay…” I looked for the first thing that came to mind.

“Ehm… I guess I'm not really into feces and piss, and that sort of thing…”

“Fine. That's not a favorite of ours… anything else?”

“I… I don't want to get hurt… You know. Like punched, or break something, or bleed…”

“We won't hurt you a lot, but there will be some impact play… there might be a little blood. But we won’t hit you in the face or any ‘sensitive’ areas, though…”

“Okay…”

“Any other hard limits?” Rob continued.

“I’m not really sure, sir…”

“Alright, let’s leave it for now, and move on to what you will be required to do.”

Rob handed me the folder containing several pages - a list of different kinks and fetishes. A lot were underlined with a marker, and some were circled. 

“We expect you to perform well in all of the marked areas, especially the ones that are circled. You can go through the list on your own later. That copy’s for you.”

My eyes ran over the pages… It was a lot to take in.

“To summarize: as our slave, you’ll always be on the receiving end, therefore your holes and your cock belong to us now. As this is the case, you are no longer allowed to masturbate, unless specifically instructed to do so. To prevent you from breaking the rules we are fitting you with a chastity device… You will be able to go to the toilet, albeit sitting down, but won’t be able to pleasure yourself… Except anally” 

“What.. a chast-...” It came as a complete shock. I was flabbergasted.

“No please - I can’t… no… I’m not agreeing to that!”

Rob looked at me. 

“Fine. Have it your way. We’ll go home and do some editing instead, and by tomorrow you’ll be able to see your cum-glaced face on every hardcore porn site we can find… And so will your family, your friends and your coworkers. We’ll make sure everyone gets a link in their inbox…”

Rob smiled deviously. “So, what will it be?”

“O-okay… alright…” I sniffled. My eyes were watering.

“A vise choice… but you already had your last warning” said Rob in a composed but stern voice.

“Seeing as you insist on acting up, I’m adding a new item to your contract… As I was saying, we encourage you to pleasure yourself anally… However we now require you to film yourself while doing it. You will send us a video whenever we ask. Further instructions will follow”

I looked at him, moping. Rob stared back at me, with a look that said; fucking try me - see what happens! I kept my mouth shot, tilted my head down and nodded in agreement.

Rob smirked. “I’m glad to see we’re on the same page again”

“That’s it for now… We already have your number from your phone - as well as other information.” He emphasized the last bit.  

“We’ll be in touch, slut. Looking forward to our arrangement.”

I sat still, slumped down on the floor. Rob looked at me, as if trying to gauge where my mind was at…

“That was the hard part” He reassured. “You did good, and we’ll take good care of you - I mean that”

The last bit made his voice feel almost warm. Just for a moment. Was he being sincere…? 

Rob looked over at Frank.

“Why don’t you two go and get cleaned up, while I tidy up here”

From the corner of my eye I could see Frank walking towards me…