Room Service

5. Ravished

Elated that Rajan had obeyed all the instructions he had given him so far, Mike relaxed and allowed his softer feelings toward the lad to get the better of him. Despite his flushed face being coated with saliva, he drew him close to his chest, and as their swollen dicks brushed up against each other, awarded him his first kiss on the lips. As he did so, he wrapped his arms around his slender torso and began running his hands freely over the silky smoothness of his back and arse.

After a few delightful minutes of admiring and fondling the submissive youngster at close quarters, he broke their clinch and heaved a heavy sigh, resentful at how little time he now had left to enjoy his company and enact the plans he had devised to fulfil his long frustrated sexual fantasies. 

As a consequence, Mike’s tenderness was short-lived and soon replaced by something more forceful and self-seeking, as he determined to take full advantage of the lad’s passivity in the few hours that were available to him. Whether convenient or not, the young waiter would be spending the night with him to make up for his lateness, or would not receive a single Rupee note in return for his services!

His excitement heightened by his resolve, as well as the softness of his youthful flesh, Mike parted his lips and began plunging his tongue deep inside the lad’s mouth whilst grabbing his ass-cheeks by the fistful to test out their firmness. 

Despite his tongue being tainted by the toothpaste he had foolishly insisted he use on his arri-val, the beer had mitigated this and had mingled agreeably with the aroma of Indian spices that permeated his entire body. Aroused by the smell as though it were an aphrodisiac, he de-termined to eat him up as enthusiastically he had the delicious food he had served to him!

Moments later, in his desire to possess and dominate him completely, he was sucking his tongue as far out of his mouth as it would go, whilst prising his buttocks apart and penetrating his ass repeatedly with his middle finger! 

With the youngster now bucking and squirming, but making no attempt to reclaim his tongue or extract his fingers from his butt, Mike moved on to reward his compliance by covering the rest of his features with kisses, including the tip of his button nose and the tops of his lowered eyelids. Only to then up the ante once more by enveloping the soft flesh of one of his earlobes in his mouth and biting into it.

When Rajan writhed and moaned in response, rather than revert to something gentler, his tormentor continued biting his way around the perimeter of his dimpled chin, pausing to sink his teeth into the flesh covering his jaw at regular intervals, until he arrived at his opposite ear. At which point, he not only bit into this lobe too, but while he did so, prised a second digit inside his butt, alongside the first.

With his rear-end secured on his steely fingers, despite the youngster dancing from one foot to the other from the pain, Mike shifted his mouth down to his neck. Dispensing with any more kisses, he sucked a mound of the waiter’s flesh into his mouth, tightened his jaws around it like a vampire, and imprinted his teeth marks on him, in a location where it would almost certainly be seen by his colleagues in the morning. 

When the lad opened his mouth to protest, his master silenced him by prising his tongue back into his mouth and repeating the cycle of molestation all over again, this time ratcheting up its pace and vigour to increase the pain the youngster was obliged to suffer in order to provide him with his pleasure.

Only after the lad had accepted such rough treatment as his due and his neck was imprinted with a hickey on each side of his head, did Mike turn his attention elsewhere. Namely, to the lad’s hairless chest and the two dark brown circles adorning it. 

He began gently enough by alternately licking and blowing on his nipples until they firmed up, then, once they were erect, enveloped each inside his mouth and used suction to extend them as much as he could. before awarding each of them a succession of sharp, short bites, setting the lad alternately gasping and whimpering as he experienced the rapture that results from sexual pleasure augmented by an added edge of pain.

That Rajan was excited by what he was doing to him Mike had little doubt, as far from shrinking as result of the whirlwind of passion enveloping him, the youngster’s cock had grown stiffer than ever. So much so, that he found it difficult to ignore the provocation any longer and abandoned penetrating his ass with his fingers, in favour of using both hands to torment his manhood instead.

After clasping tight hold of his ball sack in his left palm, he set about slapping his erect shaft from side to side with the front and back of the fingers of his right hand whilst at the same time gradually increasing the pressure on his genitals. To his delight, each time the young-ster’s dick sprang back harder than ever, encouraging him to increase the pace and ferocity of his blows and drive him into a frenzy of excitement.

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“Down your knees with your head to the floor and your bum in the air!” Mike commanded, after repeating all he had done before two or more times over. 

Without a murmur, Rajan humbly lowered his head to the carpet to obey his, now undoubted, master. Was he about to receive a spanking or get fucked next, he wondered, as he displayed his bare brown buttocks up in the air enticingly.

“And part your ass-cheeks with your hands, so I can see your hole!” Mike threw in for good measure, as he returned to the fridge to take out a beer to quench his thirst. 

With the youngster left displaying himself in this most submissive of positions, he then sat down in the nearest armchair and alternated sipping his beer with scanning through the foot-age on the cam to ensure it had captured the highlights of what had gone before.

“Get over here!” he called across the room once he’d done, grinning and shaking his head from side to side at the eagerness with which the youngster had complied with his humiliating instructions, “I need something to put my feet up on!”

Upon hearing his call, Rajan scurried across to his master’s side on all fours and positioned himself at right-angles to his chair, from which he was pointing the camera at him to capture his latest afront to his dignity on video.

While Mike stretched out his legs, placed his feet in the middle of his back and celebrated his conquest with another sip of his beer, the humiliated waiter imagined him showing off the pictures he had taken of him to his white friends back in England and found himself turned on by the thought even more! 

After having caught glimpses of his lithe body, experienced the intensity of his passion, and sampled the skills he possessed to excite him, his worries about where the pics might end up and whether he might win or lose their wager were cast aside. The thing that mattered most to him now was that he should continue to please his handsome master to encourage him to use his inventive mind, practiced fingers, lips, teeth and tongue to provide him with the physical pleasures and heightened emotions that had set his life of drudgery alight!

In no need of his encouragement, as he finished off his drink Mike pondered the next step he would take with regard to the delightfully compliant Indian youngster’s sex education.

“Turn around!” he demanded, removing his legs from Rajan’s back and spreading his thighs wide to reveal the mound tenting out the front of his shorts that his obedience and virginal ass had inspired, “Time for you to suck master’s dick!”

Uncertain whether he was supposed to remove Mike’s shorts before he sucked him or not, the lad nestled his face in his groin and nuzzled his erect shaft through the flimsy fabric of his gym gear. Only to receive a surprise cuff around the ear for his obsequiousness a few mo-ments later.

“Kiss master’s feet first, slave boy!” Mike demanded mischievously, as though he was ex-pected to know the protocol, determined to remind the waiter of his earlier assurance that he would carry out anything and everything he required of him. 

“Hook your hands together behind your back!” he added when the lad instantly lowered his head to his feet and commenced kissing the top of them.

With Rajan seemingly more than happy to repeat this particular form of self-abnegation for him, Mike pointed his lens downward to capture it on video, then opted to up the ante further by raising his bare feet from the floor in turn and demanding the young Indian run his tongue repeatedly over their pallid soles from heel to toe.

After capturing close-ups of every deliciously humiliating moment, Mike returned his feet to the floor for the lad to kiss his toes once more, while he eased his shorts down to his knees.

“Close your eyes and lie flat on your belly… like a worm!” he demanded with a chuckle as he continued to gaze down at the prostrated youngster, priming his cock with half a dozen or so jerks in quick succession as soon as he complied. 

“Now hump the floor!” he added, but this time Rajan made no move to obey.

“Rub your cock up against the carpet” he explained, guessing he hadn’t understood what “hump” meant, as he doubted it was taught in English classes at his school.

When the lad hastily complied, Mike eagerly added the sight to his video footage and re-sumed pulling on his shaft until it was standing at the vertical, with his generous ball sack swinging low beneath it.

Unable to hold-off a second longer, he reached down to grab Rajan by one of his ears and dragged his head up from the floor, back to his crotch.

Then, with the camera now targeted on his face, he pulled back his foreskin and smeared the pre-cum that had accumulated around the head of his cock as a result of his excitement over the lad’s handsome features, to defile them in the same way he had with his spital earlier.

“Now open your mouth and start sucking!” he commanded, only to then tease the youngster by moving his target around so he had to chase after it, to make it appear on the video that he was extra eager to swallow it.

“Good lad!” he commended, patting the waiter on the top of his head when he finally suc-ceeded in tracking down his dick, by which time his face was soiled with numerous criss-crossing snail trails of his master’s juices.

Once the waiter’s lips were wrapped around his manhood, he left him to his own devices for a few minutes while he focussed on capturing his submission on camera, eager to discover how adept at cock-sucking the youngster would turn out to be. 

In truth, he was not bad at it at all, initially focussing on his helmet and then tightening his lips to maximise his pleasure, as he voluntarily took his shaft deep inside his mouth and be-gan sucking on it in a rhythmic up and down motion. Judging by the state of his own cock, which Mike took pains to ensure was also captured on camera as he sucked, he was getting off on it too! 

“Deeper!” he demanded, gradually easing the lad’s head downwards until his cock hit against the back of his throat and then holding it there, preventing him from breathing.

“Mind those teeth!” Mike cautioned, cuffing the waiter playfully on the back of the head to reinforce his warning, “Or you’ll be getting a spanking!” After which, he finally released the pressure and permitted Rajan to take a breath.

Following the reprimand, the young waiter began taking his master’s shaft fully down his throat voluntarily and holding it there for a minute or more to demonstrate his continued sub-mission. After which, he paused to catch a breath and massage its purple cock-head with his lips or lower his head to lick his ball sack with his tongue as a further show of his subservi-ance.

Once settled into this highly satisfactory cock sucking routine, Mike decided to have him add to his pleasure in another way, this time using his hands.

“Work my tits!” he gasped, grabbing hold of the youngster’s wrist and placing his hands on his chest for him to tweak his nipples as he sucked. 

“Gently!” he added, when the lad began squeezing them too enthusiastically, grabbing hold of one of his ears and twisting it as though he were turning a dial until it hurt then easing off when the lad eventually got the hang of it.  

With his cock sucking tutorial complete, Mike sat back in his chair contentedly and happily left the lad to continue for several minutes more while he continued to record his submission on video, interrupting him only with a gasped “Good lad!” accompanied by a pat on the head every now and again or to lift his drooping fringe from covering up his face, to ensure he was recognisable in every frame.

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“Not bad for a novice!” Mike commented wryly, ruffling up Rajan’s hair affectionately to show his appreciation, as he finally parted his cock from his mouth and set down the camera, “Now help me off with the rest of my clothes.”

In his enthusiasm to comply, the Indian lad briefly opened his eyes, only to earn himself a reprimand from his master for doing so.

“Keep your eyes closed!” he shouted, landing another cuff around his ear, his benevolent feelings toward him evaporating as rapidly and unpredictably as they had arisen.

The waiter hastily closed his eyelids, tugged his master’s shorts off over his feet, then blindly felt his way up his master’s body until he discovered his vest, rucked-up beneath his armpits. 

“No tickling either!” he warned, giving the waiter a pre-emptive clip around his other ear as he raised his arms to permit the youngster to stretch the vest over his muscular torso and off over his head. 

Once he’d succeeded, Rajan was left uncertain what to do with it and suspecting another slap would be coming his way should he do the wrong thing, decided to ask his master.

“Did I say you could talk, slave?” his Mike responded gleefully, snatching the vest from his hands and awarding him a further blow on the ear, before discarding it on the floor.

“Put your hands back on your head!” he added, eying up the lad’s genitals as he knelt before him and noting that his cock remained fully erect despite his chastisement. 

Concluding that he enjoyed being disciplined, he didn’t hesitate to land his next blow on the youngster dick, slapping his shaft from side to side with the flat of his hand until he started to gasp, then pausing to squeeze his ball sack in his palm until he began to whimper.

“Get down on the floor on your back and keep your eyes closed!” Mike demanded, rising to his feet and positioning the camera on the coffee table, pointing at Rajan’s head. 

That done, he stood with his feet positioned at either side of the horizontal lad’s torso and squatted down on his haunches until his buttocks were positioned a couple of inches above his face. 

“Stick out your tongue, slave boy!” he demanded with a wide grin on his face, “Now you’re going to lick out my arse!”

To be continued...