The Men's Room

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CHAPTER 5

Finally I was going to get my well-deserved massage! God knows I needed one...and something else on side would be more than welcome!

I was sitting in 'the men's room' waiting for the massage room to be ready. I was together with Morten and we were sipping the whisky that Robert (the owner) offered us. There was something wrong with Morten; he kept staring at Robert with an adoring expression. Was Morten turning gay in his 50's? And what about Robert???...totally gay! I usually don't have a problem with gay people, as long as they don't bother me, but his type...the hipsters...I absolutely hate them! Their style is so fake with all their tattoos and vintage clothes that actually cost more than the designer ones! And this one seems to have forgotten to shower! He smelled of sweat and hair wax...disgusting! And he kept staring at me with a weird expression, like he was sizing me up. He better not trying to touch me or…i better keep my mouth shut, Morten is paying for all this! So as long as I can get a massage and fuck a girl I didn’t really care about Robert!

As soon as I finished my whisky I felt a pleasant warmth spread through my whole body. I felt like every single muscle was unwinding and the chair where I sat felt like a warm embrace around my body. I started to finally relax! Robert came and told us that our room was ready, I didn’t want to move. It was so comfortable to sit here! I got up and followed him downstairs in a daze; but I instantly got my senses back when I saw the girls! My cock started stirring in anticipation...i so wanted to fuck both of them! Godammit Morten was also there but it seemed like he wasn’t so enthusiastic about getting a massage, like he didn’t want to do anything with the girls…better for me so i could have both at the same time! I went into the changing room, which also had a sort of bed and got undressed as quickly as I could. I was really eager to start some action! And why couldn’t we have a massage in the changing room?  

I entered the massage room and i understood why, the room was filled with candles and incense. It was all this new-age-relaxation shit! It wasn’t unpleasant and the smell from the incense was also quite good. Morten was already lying down on the massage bed face down. He was really quite so, without saying anything i laid down and waited for the girls. My head started spinning after a couple of minutes from the strong aroma of the incense sticks that was placed just under the massage table, in front of my face. I think I would need to ask the girls to remove them; I was getting really light headed. Finally the girls entered and told us that they would play some music to help us to relax and started spreading some warm scented oil on our back. The warm oil spread a feeling of warmth through my whole body, it felt similar to the sensation I had from the whisky. Tanya started spreading oil through my back in long strokes. Wherever her hand went, i felt my body growing more and more relaxed…and this music was making me feel so sleepy! When they finished spreading the oil, they told us to relax. They needed to let the oil seep into our skin before starting the massage. They told us to breathe in and out, to listen to the music and relax….and then they left! I felt anger rising inside me like a snake. I didn’t want to wait….i wanted to be touched more by Tanya! At the same time I started to feel really relaxed and drowsy, like i wanted to sleep? My mind was fighting the drowsiness; I wanted to fuck Tanya not fall asleep! Soon my body got the better of my body and i drifted to sleep.

After a while i regained a certain degree of consciousness, it felt like i was daydreaming. I was now lying on my back and somebody was massaging my neck, whispering something in my ear. I stiffened when I realized that it was Robert that was massaging me. I wanted to protest but i felt like i was underwater, my responses were so slow and i hate to admit it, but he knew what he was doing. I felt like i was butter in his hand! Suddenly he told me to open my eyes. I obeyed, even though every single cell of my body was fighting his voice…i am not used to obey to no one…others obey me! As soon as i opened my eyes, a strong flashing light hit me straight in the eyes! The light was quiet strong and pulsating rhythmically. It was annoying but i couldn’t stop looking at it! Robert was telling me things and i was trying to resist but i guess my senses were overloading. The music, the smell, the whisky, Robert’s voice, his massage…i couldn’t hold it any longer! My eyelids started to close…i couldn’t stop it! My mind went blank and i fell asleep. I don’t remember almost anything of what happened when I slept, but there was a moment where I regained almost consciousness. I felt Robert’s whispering in my ears and that i was close to reach an orgasm. I felt like a giant wave was gathering inside my body, like every cell in my body was getting ready to explode in an orgasm. The thing that brought me back to almost consciousness was that the hand grabbing my cock was a man’s hand! My orgasm wasn’t the work of Tanya! I desperately wanted to open my eyes and see who was jerking me off, but my body conspired against my mind. I came in the most powerful orgasm that i ever had in my whole life. I felt cum flying on my chest and stomach and then a tongue licked it greedily. That tongue belonged to a man with a beard…Robert’s!

I woke up next morning back at the hotel, naked in my bed, listening to some music on my iPhone. My body and my mind felt deeply relaxed and satisfied…just like when i had sex! My eyes opened in shock when i remembered how i had sex last night! Robert jerked me off and licked cum from my body! I felt revulsion and anger running through my body! I knew it that you can never trust a faggot! I looked at my watch, it was 9.00 o’clock. I got quickly dressed in yesterday’s suit, without showering, went out of my hotel and headed back to ’the men’s room’ to confront Robert and teach him what it means to play tricks on me! While i was in the cab, I quickly called Morten at the office and told him that I would take the day off. He didn’t sound like he cared if I were there or not! I will also teach Morten a lesson after I am done with Robert! These idiots didn’t know who were they fucking with! I arrived there and the place looked closed, on the outside you couldn’t see anything, not even if the lights were on. I was considering what to do, when i saw a man ringing a bell and getting buzzed inside. The place was open! I quickly rang the bell and went inside. As soon as i opened the door, Robert was standing there smiling at me…just like he was expecting me! He saw the anger on my face and told me that we needed to talk. If I would give him 5 minutes, he would finish the treatment on his client and then he would have my full attention! He invited me to sit at the reception, where the man I saw earlier was already sitting and offered me something to drink. I just realized that in my rush to get here, I didn’t drink my morning coffee…so I told him that I would take one. I sat down on one of those extra comfy chairs sipping my coffee. I don’t know why, but i immediately started to feel relaxed, even though I was totally pissed off! I looked at the man sitting opposite to me. He had running shorts, a baseball cap and a t-shirt soaked in sweat. Apparently he was jogging before coming here…what normal person would go to a hairdresser in those conditions! He was leaning back on his chair, with his head resting on his hands, exposing the sweat stains on his t-shirt’s armpits! It was revolting! He had his eyes closed and he was wearing headphones! He then removed his cap and ran his fingers through his sweaty hair. He had medium length brown hair, with really long bangs. His hair looked sweaty and greasy! He put the cap on the table between us, really closed to my cup of coffee. I felt anger rising inside me and then suddenly a strange desire got hold of me! I wanted to smell his baseball cap so badly that i had to gather every single ounce of will to stop me reaching out for it! The desire to bury my face in his smelly armpits and dirty hair left me breathless. ’Obedient slave’ … this mantra was ringing inside my brain! ’I am an obedient slave’ …

I shook my head, trying to focus again and decided to leave. I didn’t know what was wrong with me but I needed to leave before I would do something stupid (obedient slave). I stood up and at the same moment Robert came back with his client. He smiled at me while the other paid. My resolution to leave vanished! (Obedient slave) the client left and Robert told me that we could talk now! He asked the man in jogging shorts if he was ok to wait 5 minutes longer, he shrugged in response. I felt like my brain was enveloping quickly in thick fog, but when I saw the smug and amused expression on Robert’s face, anger dissipated some of that fog away. As soon as we entered the main salon i started to whisper angrily at Robert, that i knew what was going in ’the men’s room’. He stopped walking and turned to face me. He was looking at me straight in the eyes. It seemed like they were drilling holes through my brain (i am an obedient slave). I tried to break the eye contact but i felt like i couldn’t…that got me even angrier. I stopped whispering and my angry accusations rang through the empty salon. I threatened to report him to the authorities! Suddenly i felt two arms grabbing me, blocking my movements and a strong smelled of sweat enveloped me. I started to struggle but i those arms were made of iron. The smell of sweat and unwashed hair engulfed my senses…to my horror i realized i was getting an erection! The man grabbing me forced into a chair and Robert proceeded to tie me down to it. I started shouting that he should release me immediately! As i was struggling in my chair; i noticed that the man that grabbed me was the one in running shorts and his shorts were tenting obscenely…he had an erection and he was removing his shorts and underwear. His cock was rock hard and leaking pre-cum! He took his underwear and grabbed my head. I shouted that he should let me go and he shoved his dirty underwear in my open mouth! I gagged in revulsion. I could taste his sweat in my mouth and could smell it too! I stopped struggling and looked in the mirror. I was tied in a chair, gagged with some dirty underwear…i found the sight in some way exciting (obedient slave). My cock started stirring in my pants again. Robert told me that he loved when one of his bois was throwing a tantrum. He grabbed something that looked like one of those old days’ hairdryers, the ones that cover your whole head. He pushed it firmly around my head, switched it on. Music started to play in my ears and pulsing lights straight into my eyes. I felt my whole body go slack and fog filled my brain (i am an obedient slave). I don’t remember anything of what happened apart from flashes of consciousness. In those i was smelling somebody’s hair, i was licking somebody’s armpits moaning in pleasure, i was licking a musky asshole while somebody was fingering my own hole, somebody was pinching very hard my nipples making moan in pleasure and finally the finger in my asshole kept massaging my prostate until i came in a powerful orgasm.

CHAPTER 6

I woke up the next morning in my bed listening to some music (i am an obedient slave). It was time to get ready to go to work! I took a shower, got dressed and grabbed a cab to Morten’s office. It was 7.00 o’clock in the morning and we were the only two in the office. I was sitting at my desk and Morten was standing almost behind my chair, showing me the progress on the new project we were working on, when he suddenly stopped talking. He had closed his eyes and he was smelling my hair! I asked him if there was something wrong with it. At the sound of my voice Morten recoiled and mumbled something like that my hair smelled unwashed and wondered if there were any problems at the hotel. At that moment i realized that when i showered this morning I forgot to use any shampoo or soap…how weird! I replied that Robert suggested that it was not necessary to shampoo my hair every day. At the mention of Robert, Morten’s face broke in a smile and told me that he was doing exactly the same. To prove his point he bent his head down showing me his hair; I tried to turn my head away but suddenly (i am an obedient slave) i got seized by a strong desire to smell his hair! I inhaled deeply Morten’s scent and my cock started stirring…i so wanted to smell his armpits too! Fortunately all this lasted just few seconds and Morten broke up the spell by starting talking about the project again. But the spell was really not broken; I couldn't possibly concentrate anymore on anything but the closeness of Morten's body to mine. My cock was getting harder and harder. I stood up and excused myself. Morten looked puzzled and i felt his eyes wandering through my whole body. I quickly covered my erection with my hands and left the office heading for the toilet. Thank god this place didn't have cubicles but proper toilets. I locked myself in it and instinctively reached for my cock. A moan escaped my lips. I quickly unbuttoned my trousers and released my cock from its restrain. I started masturbating furiously while pinching hard my nipples. I was getting closer and closer to cum but a voice inside my head (i am an obedient slave) made my cock go limp. What was happening to me?? I returned to my office and continued the meeting with Morten, but this time i told him to sit down on the other side of the desk. He obeyed and at least for a while I could concentrate on my work. I am embarrassed to admit that I went running for the toilet many times that day and not a single time i was able to cum (i am an obedient slave).  

Finally the day was over and Morten proposed to go and grab something to eat together. I didn't really wanted to spend more time with him; not if i continued getting erections like that, but i felt that it was rude to refuse. We ate a quick dinner and before Morten had the time to suggest anything else, i quickly said that i was really tired and wanted to go back to the hotel. He offered me a lift... i refused promptly. I couldn't possibly be in such a small space with him! I told him that i would walk back to the hotel. Which in a way i did ... until i found myself outside 'the men's room'. Without even thinking about it, i went to the back entrance and entered. Robert was just there waiting for me. He said that he was expecting me! Weird I didn't recall having told him that i would visit him today. (i am an obedient slave) I sat on one of his chair and looked at him through the mirror. He put his hands on my neck and started massaging it slowly. I felt again like I was putty in his hands. His hands moved through my hair, massaging my scalp. Finally they reached my temples and i closed my eyes enjoying the treatment. Robert was really close to me, i could feel his breathing on my hair. He was smelling it! The thought excited me...I felt like I had pleased him, like I was (an obedient slave). I opened my eyes and realized that i wanted Robert right now. I stood up from the chair, grabbed his hair and kissed him long and hard! Feeling his greasy hair in my fingers got me really hard. I pushed him on the chair, unbuttoned and removed his shirt and went straight to the armpits. I was hungry for his manly smell. I sniffed and licked them like i was possessed. I was making him (my master? ...where does that thought come from?) moan in pleasure. When i was done with the armpits I sucked his nipples and with one hand i reached for his erection. He told me that he liked that and that i was a good boi (obedient slave). He unbuttoned his pants, exposed his hard cock and guided my head to it. I could smell the musky scent of his member, a mix of piss and sweat. The scent went straight to my brain blocking any rational thought. I opened my mouth and sucked him off. While i was doing that he was playing with my hair, sometimes grabbing it really hard while pushing his cock all the way down my throat. I guessed I should have gagged but in some ways I felt like it was not the first time I sucked a cock. He started grunting and I felt the (familiar?) taste of his cum on my tongue. I swallowed hungrily every single drop like (an obedient slave). When i stood up, i realized that my trousers were all wet and sticky. I must have jerked off and cum while servicing my (master???) Robert.  

The next day was thankfully uneventful. Morten was working in another part of town so i could really focus on my tasks. I worked no-stop until 17.30 when I got an email on my private account. It was from Robert! He told me that he had a gift for me that I should go and pick up at 19.00. There was an address and directions on how to get there. Included in the email there were a couple of links that I should check after I got his gift. He also told me to go and see him on Thursday to 'the men's room' at 22.00. I was intrigued! At 7 o'clock sharp i knocked on the door of a basement apartment in a nice part of Copenhagen. When the door opened, I gasped in horror! In front of me there was a shirtless, long-haired bearded man of about 30. He had his hair tied in a manbun and he was dripping sweat. He invited me to enter and my nose and senses were assaulted by his smell. I almost fainted! He introduced himself as Martin and apologized for the sweat but he was working out. I tried to speak but the only sound I could emit was a moan that I quickly masked as a grunt. He asked me to sit down on the sofa while he found the parcel for me. He came back and handed me a small box. I opened it and found some weird objects that I have never seen before. He must have seen my puzzlement because he sat next to me and looked inside the box. His sweaty hair were half an inch from my nose. I inhaled deeply as much as i could before he moved away. My mind started to fill out with fog and my cock started stirring. I don't know why every time i smelled body odors I got so turned on. It was like a Pavlov's bell! He showed me the message that Robert wrote to me. I would find out how to use my gift when i looked at all the links he sent me. There was only one thing that Martin should help me use: the suction cups. I looked at him uncomprehendingly; there was a wicked smile on his face. He told me to sit back and relax. He took something from the box and took the box off my lap. I had a huge erection and it was showing obscenely in my trousers. He reached with one hand inside my jacket; his fingers were searching my chest. They soon found what they were looking for, through the thin fabric of my shirt. He started circling my right nipple with his finger making it erect; he then ran his fingernails on it. I was shivering in pleasure! I wanted to beg him to stop, that it was too much but the only thing that came out was a moan. His face was inches from mine and his smell burned away any resistance i had. I lifted his armpit sniffing and licking hungrily. His sweat tasted like heaven on my tongue and it proved to be more effective than any Viagra. He suddenly pushed me away and I whimpered like a child denied his favorite sweet. He told me to remove my jacket and shirt and applied to both my nipples the suction cups. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling!  Without even thinking about it, I went on my knees and started working on his cock with my tongue and mouth. He grunted in approval. I continued sucking for few minutes until he grabbed me by the hair and yanked me away from his cock. I didn’t understand what was happening until he removed the cups and pinched my nipples very hard. I screamed in agony!  I wanted to pull away from his iron grip but he wouldn’t let me go. I was squirming in pain! The sight of my pain must have brought him to the edge because he released my nipples, grabbed me by the hair again and pushed his cock all the way down my throat. After few seconds I drank his warm cum. I begged him then to make me cum. He said that he was pleased with me, so he removed his elastic from his hair and leaned back on the sofa, letting his locks fall behind it. I was behind him in a flash. I buried my face in his sweaty and unwashed hair; I heaved a sigh of pleasure and came!

As soon as i got back to the hotel, i made myself comfortable, sat on my bed and switched on my laptop. I clicked on the first link that Robert sent me and i have been redirected to a website. I clicked enter…

CHAPTER 8

I woke up the next morning lying on my bed with the laptop sitting on my stomach…i must have worked really late last night! I removed the suction cups from my nipples and enjoyed touching them (why did i wear those things when i slept?). I then searched in the box that Robert gave me, took what i needed and went to take a shower. The feeling of the warm water on my skin was pure bliss. I turned off the water, removed the shower head, attached the special nozzle that Robert gave me and soaped my ass hole. That morning i had my first enema! When i finished i felt so clean and ready (like an obedient slave) to face the day! I took from Robert’s box a quite large butt plug, smeared it with lube and i gingerly inserted it in my hole. I felt like my asshole was tearing apart! I tried to stop pushing it in but my body had different (orders?) plans. I gritted my teeth and continued pushing it until it got into place! The pain when i started moving was excruciating but my hole needed to be stretched for (my master) Robert. I then applied a pair of nipple clips and got dressed. It was painful and it was showing through my shirt but i wanted to be (an obedient slave) ready for tonight. Anyway with the jacket on, nobody would notice anything.

The day at the office was uneventful. From time to time i would remove the nipple clips. The pain and pleasure i was getting from playing with my highly sensitive nipples was indescribable! From time to time i would also remove my butt plug and insert it back in. It was getting easier to do that! Finally it was 10 o’clock and i was knocking at the back door of ’the men’s room’. Robert let me in, took my jacket and looked approvingly at the nipple clips showing through my shirt! He pushed me to the wall kissing me hungrily. All the while his chest rubbed on mine, sending waves of pain and pleasure through my body. His fingers were through my hair feeling and enjoying the greasiness of it. He whispered that I was turning out to be a smelly pig. I felt proud when i heard that (such an obedient slave)! He took my shirt off, removed the clips and played real hard with my nipples all the while grinding his hardening cock on mine. I was moaning shamelessly! I searched instinctively for his armpits, licked them greedily and then went on my knees rubbing my face on his erection, biting it through the fabric of his trousers. I wanted to suck his cock so badly! I quickly opened his fly and started working on it. My throat was now ready for his deep thrusts! After few minutes he pulled away,led me to his chair, told me to bend down and ordered me not to take my eyes off the mirror! He removed my pants, underwear and touched my hole. It was still sore from the plug i had most of the day. He went on his knees, buried his face in my crack and licked my hole. It felt amazing! I have never had anybody licking my hole before! The feeling of his tongue circling and probing it sent shivers of desires through my body. He then greased my hole with some conditioner and pushed his dick straight in and started pumping my ass. I gasped in pain but Robert didn’t stop…the pain soon receded and pleasure replaced it. I started repeating the mantra ‘i am your obedient slave’! When Robert heard that, he grabbed me by the hair and his thrusts became even harder. I looked at my face in the mirror and all I could see was ecstasy! Robert pulled out, pushed me on my knees, opened my mouth and his warm cum flew in it! I was also ready to cum but Robert ordered me to wait! He was so pleased with his obedient slave that he wanted to reward me. I almost cried in gratitude when i heard that! He sat down on his barber chair, turned it around, tilted it back and laid his head into the sink. I could wash his hair now! I was speechless! His back and sides were shaved clean but he had the greasiest undercut i have ever seen. It was long on top, slicked back it would reach almost his nape. I ran my fingers through it, enjoying the greasy feeling and bend down to smell it! This smell was making my cock leak like a broken faucet. I turned on the water, wet it and worked some shampoo in it! I was doing all this extremely slow, not only because i enjoyed it so much but also because Robert was playing with my nipples and jerking me off at the same time. By the time i rinsed his hair i couldn’t hold it any longer. I came all over his chest! He ordered me then to lick it clean, which i did eagerly. I was an obedient slave!  

He stood up and went to a drawer. He came back to me and showed me a collar. His eyes were piercing mine, inviting me to put it on. I hesitated for a second thinking that if I took his collar on I would be his forever. Images of the past few days flashed through my consciousness dissipating all my fears. I reached for the collar and put it on. Robert smiled pleased. He ordered me to get on my knees…he was hard again! I opened my mouth waiting for his cock to fill it, fulfilling thus my destiny as an obedient slave.