Room Service

13. Ejected!

Officially on-duty, Vinesh was aware his absence would be noticed if he tarried in the locker room for much longer, but was keen to make the most of his opportunity to sexually humiliate both miscreants in front of each another, and capture it on video, before allowing Mike to leave.

“Take your clothes off and hand ‘em over to Anil!” he told Rajan, after finally bringing their caning to an end, leaving his seducer bent over the bench displaying his beaten ass, wondering what might be coming his way next.

After being supplanted in is boss’s affections by the arrival of the youngster, six months earlier, the porter was delighted to be called upon to help discipline the lad for his disloyalty. He’d been seeking ways to discredit Rajan in his mentor’s eyes for some time, but had come up with nothing, so stumbling across him marooned without his clothes on the 13th floor had been an absolute godsend.

He’d also dreamt of fucking his handsome rival ever since he’d first spotted him waiting nervously outside his “uncle’s” office at the rear of the building but had held his feelings in check for fear of the repercussions should his superior find out he’d set his sights on him. He’d definitely made the right decision, he now realised, as he witnessed Vinesh set about robbing the young waiter of the last shreds of his dignity.

“Face the wall next to your fuck-buddy, you slut!” he spat at him in disgust, once he had complied, unmoved by the lad’s tears, which had begun to flow freely when he realised, not only was he was not going to be readily forgiven, but was about to be humiliated in front of one of the porters he especially disliked.

“Put your hands on your head, both of you!” he then added, using the camera to record the treacherous youngster and his lecherous white seducer posing side by side with their arses criss-crossed with red welts.

“You’ve done a good job, Anil!” he chuckled to his accomplice, reaching forward to fondle and pinch the pair’s up-turned buttocks to add to their discomfort as he captured the marks that the lathi had inflicted on them in close up.

The porter meanwhile, had become so excited by the sight of the waiter rendered naked, that he’d taken his cock from his pants and begun pulling on it, as he watched his boss ratchet up the duo’s humiliation ever further.

“Get down on the floor! On all-fours!” he demanded, once he was done mapping their injuries, “Like the dogs you are! And start licking each other’s arses!”

Eager to avoid receiving any more punishment, the pair hurried to comply, but, much to the porter’s amusement, were confused as to who was supposed to lick whose ass first and ended up facing one another other. Seizing his opportunity to intervene on his boss’s behalf, he broke off wanking to grab hold of Mike by the scruff of his neck and after giving Rajan a kick to turn him around, directed the businessman’s head down to the waiter’s up-turned butt.

The prospect of licking Rajan’s ass did not upset Mike too much, although having it captured on camera would undoubtedly be embarrassing should it ever get posted on the internet. What alarmed him far more, was his first sight of the lad’s beaten ass, which provoked him to wonder whether his own, still stinging, arse would be equally disfigured and how long it would take for the welts and bruises to disappear. A further thought also occurred to him, would he be able to sit down on it without incurring yet more pain? Suddenly, he wasn’t looking forward to his eight-hour flight home to Blighty quite so much, even if he was sitting in a business class seat!

“Kiss it first!” Vinesh demanded, distracting Mike from his latest worry by reminding him of his earlier one, that of providing his avowed enemy with yet more video footage of him humiliating himself, to blackmail him with after he’d left the country.

“Now part his buttocks, stick out your tongue and lick his crack from top to bottom!” he added with a snigger.

“This’ll go down well on the internet!” he chortled to his accomplice, as Mike hurried to comply in the hope of being permitted to leave for the airport sooner rather than later if he did, “Now slide it in and out of his hole while I record you doing it, like a good little doggy!”

“You, meanwhile,” Vinesh added to Rajan, after noticing his accomplice eyeing him up as he tugged on his dick, “can commence sucking Anil’s cock!”

Eager to take advantage of his rival’s fall from grace, the porter quickly stepped forward and yanked the lad’s head up from the floor by the hair. With a grin on his face, he pasted the juices that had accumulated beneath his foreskin over his tear-stained face. That done, he gradually inserted the entire length of his manhood inside his mouth for the youngster to launder.

After adding footage of the waiter gagging on Anil’s cock to his video, Vinesh set the camera down on the bench opposite. Standing close-up to the lens, he then extracted his mammoth dick from the front of his pants, to alert future viewers as to what was about to take place, and began pulling on it with his fist as he eyed the raunchy scene before him.

Once satisfied it had reached its maximum length and girth, he took his place at the opposite end of the daisy-chain of ass-lickers and cock-suckers he had created.

“Hold your buttocks apart! But keep on licking the lad’s butt!” he hissed breathlessly in Mike’s ear, “It’s time for you to get the fucking of your life!”

The moment he complied, the triumphant Indian landed a gob of spit in the centre of his tautly stretched hole and forced his cock between its parted pink lips, driving his shaft so deep that his thighs rubbed up against his reddened rump.         

Upon hearing Mike squeal like a stuck-pig, he grabbed hold of his quarry’s beefed-up shoulders and pulled them back towards him before he slowly withdrew his cock and with a sadistic grin on his face, reinserted it again with even greater brutality.

Not since his college days had Mike been fucked like this, when he had allowed his more experienced older lovers to dominate him sexually. Including a brief affair with a handsome visiting Indian academic who had not only wetted his appetite for sex with guys from the sub-continent but over the course of a couple of weeks extended his sexual repertoire exponentially, only to then disappear from his life completely.

He too had been exceptionally well-endowed, he recollected, but maybe not quite so blessed as his current tormentor, and had clearly also derived sadistic satisfaction from introducing him to the delights of buggery for the first time, whether he had wanted him to or not! But it had been his self-confidence and the way he had assumed control over his body that had excited him the most. Somehow, he knew exactly what would turn him on and refused to let his inhibitions, protests and aversion to experiencing even the mildest pain, get in the way of their mutual pleasure.

However, his current fucking was far rougher than this, as the guy couldn’t give a damn whether he enjoyed it or not! Plus, he hadn’t been fucked in quite a while.

With each forward lunge his whole anal cavity seemed to be filled to bursting while his freshly beaten ass was simultaneously wracked with pain. All he could do to lessen his suffering was cling on to the young waiter’s thighs, sink his tongue ever deeper up his ass and cast his mind back to the highs of their encounter of the night before. Only for his adversary to interrupt his reverie by reminding him of the trouble their late-night antics had landed them in.

“As a reward for your discretion… and loyalty …” Vinesh gasped to his accomplice in between thrusts, “you get to fuck Rajan … whenever and wherever you please… from now on!” he promised him, aware the youngster could overhear his words, “And if he doesn’t do as he’s told… bring him to me… and I’ll beat his ass again… only harder!”

“As for you…” he whispered in Mike’s ear, after releasing his grip on his shoulders and grabbing his pumped-up pecs in his palms as though they were a pair of tits, “While you’re on your flight home… I’ll be posting the videos of you … sucking dick… licking ass… being spanked… pissed-on and fucked… on every porn site on the internet!”

To underline his threat, he then took hold of his nipples and pinched their tips between his fingernails to hear him squeal some more as he continued fucking him.

“Plus…” he added maliciously, “as I’ve got your boss’s email address… I’ll be sending him a copy as well… compliments of the hotel… so he’ll know about what you got up to… on your Indian business trip!”

After receiving the okay from his boss to fuck Rajan whenever he pleased, Anil lost no time parting the lad’s ass from Mike’s tongue and spinning him round so he could slide his more modest cock into his salvia-coated hole.

Looking forward to having the young room service waiter as his sexual plaything for years to come, he quickly emulated his boss and began thrusting his shaft in and out of Rajan’s ass at a breakneck pace so that they reached climax simultaneously.

Their excitement heightened by fucking their rivals against their will, whilst knowing that neither one of them was in a position to do anything about it, just moments later, they were both shooting spurt after spurt of semen inside their respective victim’s ass.

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As their conquerors fell silent and savoured their sexual release above them, the prostrated duo caught each other’s eye and, through a single glance, wordlessly affirmed that their feelings for one another had not diminished as a result of the traumas they’d had to suffer as a consequence of their encounter, but grown stronger still.

After withdrawing his dick from Mike’s ass, Vinesh paused to celebrate his triumph over the arrogant Brit, who through his good looks and the offer of money, had managed to induce the youngster he had spent the past six months training to meet his sexual needs to be unfaithful to him, in the course of a single night! Then reflected that beating him and fucking him just the once, however brutally, was not sufficient punishment to atone for his sins.

So, he resolved not only to use the video to publicly humiliate him on-line after he had left the hotel, but also make sure that his journey to the airport would provide others with the opportunity to degrade him further before he got to leave the country.

Meanwhile Anil, the first receiver of his largesse, quickly followed his example and withdrew his dick from his victim’s arse, then reached out to stroke the young waiter’s hair as he ran his eyes proprietorially over his slender brown body and reddened butt, which he told himself he could now look forward to fucking daily and spanking again if he ever dared step out of line.

“Stay where you are!” Vinesh called out as the pair attempted to straighten up, thinking their ordeal was over.

After tucking away his spent dick, he retrieved the cam from the bench so he could record close-ups of their spunk trickling out of their pummelled asses to provide a suitably humiliating conclusion to the footage he had captured earlier. Video which would not only provide him with entertainment for months to come, but also the ammunition he needed to continue the usurper’s humiliation long after he had fled the country.

“Get dressed and get off to work or you’ll be late!” he then barked at Rajan as he zipped up his pants and brushed down his clothing in readiness to return to duty himself, aware that the waiter’s presence would be missed by the kitchen staff should he not turn up to serve lunches before noon.

The youngster said nothing in reply but sullenly took his uniform from his grinning new master and dressed as rapidly as he could. After hiding his beaten backside beneath his pants, he scampered off to work with Anil’s semen still embedded deep inside him. Leaving behind an equally red-assed Mike stranded naked in the changing room, not only feeling sorry for himself but also desperate to use the loo so he could expel the explosive mixture of air and cum his conqueror had pumped inside him over the course of his fucking!

After being robbed, beaten, raped and penetrated with a truncheon by way of punishment for his single night of fun with the naïve young waiter, he was also facing financial ruin as a result of his sexual activities being shared with his boss by the lad’s jealous patron. In addition, even if he did eventually make it home, it would be without having a single picture of the handsome lad he’d fallen for on his first visit to India.

Despite his growing resentment, Mike kept his eyes down to the floor and his mouth closed as he stood before his tormentor, telling himself this was not the time to defy him, if he wanted to catch his return flight.

“Don’t worry, I’m going to allow you to catch your plane and you get to keep your luggage too. But, in exchange for letting you off, we get to keep the Indian cash, the camera and the memory stick.” he summarised, clearly in a hurry to wrap things up, “Seems pretty generous to me!”

“Yes, sir.” Mike replied resignedly, eager to exit the hotel as soon as possible, “But what about my clothes?”

At a nod from his boss, Anil wheeled out his suitcase and hand luggage from where they’d been hidden behind the door, together with a laundry bag, which he handed over to Mike with a smirk.

“Can I take a shower and put on some clean ones, before I go?” Mike pleaded, glancing in the direction of the cubicles located at the rear of the changing room, in the hope he wouldn’t have to face the world wearing his urine-soaked ones.

“Of course!” Vinesh replied scathingly, after exchanging grins with the porter, “I was just thinking the same thing myself! Anil, please escort our guest to one of the showers.”

It was a trap of course, as no sooner had Mike reached the first cubicle than he was made to lie down on the floor tiles and, instead of being showered with water, was subjected to yet another drenching with their piss, plus the odd gob of spit thrown in as a further display of the contempt they felt for him.

Even more soiled and stinking than he had been before, he was then handed the laundry bag and instructed to don its contents. Only to realise, when he opened it, that it didn’t contain his own clothing, as he’d thought, but Rajan’s soiled uniform from the night before.

“Put ‘it on!” Vinesh demanded.

With nothing to dry himself with, Mike was forced to drag on the room service waiter’s uniform over his wet skin, which, given it was a couple of sizes too small for him, was no easy task.

With great difficulty, he somehow managed to prise his lower body, into the narrow legs of the trousers, only to have the threadbare material split apart at the seat of the pants the moment he bent over to pick up the shirt, leaving his reddened backside exposed to public view.

The narrow sleeves, of what had once been a white shirt, presented him with a similar problem. But he eventually managed to prise his arms into them and fasten up three of the buttons at its front, though the flimsy garment, once soaked with urine, was virtually transparent in any case, exposing the reddened tips of his tortured nipples. It would have been less humiliating if he’d been obliged to remain fully naked!

“Is that the lot!” Mike asked incredulously when the porter then whisked away the bag before he could extract anything more from it. “No shoes?”

“I’m afraid you’re going to have to go barefoot!” Vinesh chuckled, pausing to capture one last video of his defeated adversary dressed in the torn waiter’s uniform before turning off the cam and concealing it his jacket pocket.

“What have you done with my clothes?” Mike asked the porter as he handed him his hand luggage to carry and they prepared to leave

“Don’t worry, they’re in here along with the contents of your pockets,” Anil assured him, handing him a second laundry bag to carry while he took charge of his suitcase. “Apart from the shoes, which happened to be my size,” he added with a grin.

“Better hurry up, if you don’t want to miss your plane home!” Vinesh interjected, cutting off any further protest by heading for the exit. Leaving Mike to follow his underling, and his suitcase, to the rear of the building, whilst he headed back to the foyer to resume his duties.

To be continued...