The Room

The room was small, a tiny window let in a dim light through frosted glass. An iron bed frame stood in the center of the room. Instead of a mattress and sheets it held a padded square covered in vinyl. A small washstand was affixed to the wall opposite the bed, an open archway led into a tiny bathroom with a john and a small standup shower. Anton was alarmed to see a row of hooks on the wall opposite the washstand, each one holding a whip or a cane, or in one case a negligee, stockings and a garter belt.

“Don’t worry about those - they’re just there in case the client wants to get frisky or spice things up a little.” She closed the space between them and slipped her hands around Anton’s waist, puling his t-shirt out of the waistband of his pants. Anton was getting hard. “Let’s get you naked…I have been dying to see you since the moment we met at the party earlier this evening.”

Anton blushed, gulped and raised his arms. She slipped the t-shirt off and threw it down on the floor near the door. She pulled him close, her hands stroking over his nipples as they hardened. “You have big nipples, like bullets! Clients will like that.” She reached for his belt buckle, unzipped him and slid his jeans down his thighs. His rock hard erection sprang upwards. “Oooh! Nice cock. I love it that you get so hard so fast. The clients love a big erection!”

She pushed Anton down on the vinyl pad on the bed, then pulled off his jeans and his loafers in one motion. She threw the jeans onto the t-shirt and she knelt down on her knees. Anton’s hearts was thumping and his breathing ragged. The moment he had been dreaming of was about to arrive, this gorgeous woman was about to give him a blow job! He opened his legs as she smiled at him, drew her hair back with one hand…and reached down with the other to something on the floor. Anton felt cold metal on his ankle as she snapped a steel cuff around it.

“What? What is that for?” He looked down. The cuff was attached by a steel chain to the iron bedstead. The chain was long but a short length was fastened to the bed leg by a small padlock.

“Don’t be concerned - I just need to be sure you’ll stay here - you know…can’t have you wandering about the house. Wouldn’t be good for the clients or the other workers.”

“No - don’t like that idea. I won’t go anywhere I promise, but you’ll have to undo the cuff…” 

She stood up and walked to the door. Anton stood, thinking he should grab his pants. The short length of chain wouldn’t allow him to move away from the bed. She picked up his clothes and opened the door a few inches. Someone outside reached in and took them from her.

‘Wait! All my id and cash are in my pants!”

“Don’t worry, they will be safe. Let me undo that padlock.” She reached for a key in the pocket of a slacks and knelt down again. Anton felt the chain loosen, but the cuff was still around his ankle.

“Sorry about that - now you can move about the room ok. If you need to go to the john or take a shower the chain will let you get that far.”

“But I want if off!”

“Sorry, can’t do that, it’s house policy. Don’t worry about it, you’ll forget it’s there once you get busy with the customers.”

For some reason the kinkiness of the situation was keeping Anton very hard. “You keep saying clients and customers…who are they?’

She looked at her watch. “Don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it. I need to tell you a few things in a hurry, you have customers waiting now. When the johns come in they’ll undress, okay? Be a good idea to get them over the sink so you can wash their cock and balls. Do it right and you’ll get them ready to get off a lot quicker. The sooner they come, the sooner you can get on to the next john. You’re gonna have to service a lot of customers to make it worth our while…”

“Johns? What do you mean Johns? These are women right?”

She looked at him in mock surprise. “Oh come on! Don’t pretend you’re not gay…”

Anton gasped. A sudden vision of his step Dad’s brother ‘Uncle Bob’ posted into his head. “Like it or not I’m gonna teach you how to make a stiff cock deliver a load..” he said when Anton was fourteen.

“No! I’m not gay…I thought you were talking about women! Unlock this cuff, I wanna leave!”

She smirked. “Sorry kid, it’s too late now. Those pictures I took of you on my phone at the party…they’ve been on our website since right after I took them. You have a lot of fans that want to meet you tonight and over the weekend - and I mean a LOT! “

She backed away toward the door, just beyond the reach on Anton’s ankle chain. “Don’t worry, I’ll have one of my guys come in and show you the ropes. You’ll do just fine…” She grinned and closed the door behind her.

Anton’s pulse was racing. He was trapped…worse yet, he was still hard. He sat up on the vinyl pad and pressed up against the headboard, as far away from the door as he could get. The door opened and in walked a tall, athletically built man in his fifties. He wore tight t-shirt that showed a lean muscled physique. He looked at Anton and leered. “Hi, I’m Buck…don’t look so cared kid, I love breaking in the new guys - done it before - will take it real easy - don’t want to spoil you for your fans now do I?”

As he spoke he quickly stripped off. He was covered in a  fine fur of black hair, a large cock springing out from a mound covered in short black stubble. “Come over here and soap up my cock!”

“No, there’s been a mistake! I’m not gay…I’ve never done this before…”

Buck grinned and slowly washed his cock. “Well, there’s always a first time. If you’re not gay now, you will be be in a few minutes!”  He dried himself, then walked to the end of the bed, ached across it and selected a thin bent cane from one of the hooks on the wall.  “Okay kid, slide over here and suck my cock…and if you don’t want to…” He tapped the cane into the palm of one hand. “…I’ll give you a little encouragement that’ll convince you to do as you’re told.”  As he spoke he pulled on the chain, sliding Anton towards him.

“No! really, I’m not gay! Please…”

Buck grinned, grabbed Anton’s ankle and twisted. Anton gasped and rolled onto his stomach - and the cane sliced down hard on his ass. He screamed in pain. Buck gave Anton a moment to recover.

“Don’t make me do that again!  Now get on your knees and start sucking on Mr. Dick…”

Anton groaned, his hands massaging the welt on his ass. The pain was searing, but even so he was aware of his cock stiffening even more. His face was purple with humiliation. 

The door opened and Sophia entered again. “How’s it going? Don’t beat up on him too much, the Johns won’t like it.”

Anton whimpered as he slid off the bed onto his knees. Buck pushed his cock into Anton’s mouth. He turned to Sophia. “No worries, he’s got the message already.”

He grabbed Anton’s head with both hands. “Take my cock in all the way, then suck hard as you slide your mouth back. Use your tongue on the head of my cock.” Buck tapped Anton’s ass with the cane for emphasis.

Anton didn’t want to get whipped again. The lessons of six years ago came quickly to the forefront of his mind. He sucked, drew back, tickling Buck’s cock with his tongue. He shoved forward again, taking the stiff cock in, his lips tight around the base as the tip squeezed down his throat. Back out again slowly, sucking hard, tickling with the tongue…

“Son of bitch!”  Buck chuckled and turned to Sophia. “This cunt was lying all the time…he’s sucked a cock or two before now!”

“Ha - I thought as much.” Sophia smirked as she watched Anton’s head bobbing. “Hopefully he’s tight enough to make the johns think they’re popping his cherry.”

Anton’s head was buzzing, heart pounding, his brain tumbling over one reaction after another as tried to fight of the humiliation and think of what he could do. Buck pulled out, grabbed Anton by an armpit and pushed him up and onto the bed, turning him around in the process. He gasped as two fingers lubed his ass and then squeezed inside him. He groaned at the pain, more at the smirk on Sophia’s face was she watched Buck push the fingers deep inside hime. “Nice!  Clean and tight!”

“No! Please No!” It was useless complaining - Buck’s fingers withdrew to be quickly related by the head of his cock. Anton yelled but within a moment Buck was inside him, pushing deep enough for Anton to feel the stubble of Bucks shaved mound. Anton grunted as Buck rammed into him. Pain and unwanted pleasure surged through Anton’s body. His erection disappeared the minute Buck entered him, but the end of his cock felt like it had an electric charge running through it. He moaned at the sensations coursing through his body and head. Buck was now fucking him vigorously while the woman Anton had been hoping to fuck was standing by watching with a broad smirk on her face.

It suddenly got worse as Buck pressed deep inside Anton and began to gasp. “oooh! No! Please No…” Anton whined, of course he should have known Buck was going to come inside him, it just didn’t register until Buck started shoving deep inside and then lingering there as he gasped, moaned and pressed Anton’s hips and ass tightly against his muscled stomach. Anton’s cock was still soft, but then sensation in it seemed to burst at the tip as a flood of come shot from him, wet and sticky not he vinyl pad.

“Oh Fuck Sophy - I think I’m giving this cunt both balls at once!” He grunted, slide in and out a time or two more, then slapped Anton’s as hard and slowly withdrew. Anton cried and winced at the new pain in the wicked weal across his ass.

Buck stood back, walked to the wash basin and began to clean his cock. Anton sat up and moaned.

Buck laughed. “Look at that - I made the bitch come!  The john’s will like that!”

Sophia grinned and waved to the washstand. “Better clean yourself up, you’ve got a busy weekend ahead of you. And by the way - tonight you’d better moan and yell like you did when Buck fucked you - each of these johns have paid good money to think they are popping your cherry.”

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What happens next? Anton is forced to perform for Sophia's clients, all of whom has signed up on their Tor website for the chance to pop Anton's cherry. After an exhausting come-filled weekend Anton is "processed" to be a sex-slave for Sophia...forced chastity, forced cross-dressing and feminizing and more in episode II of The Room.