Coercive Control

RECAP: Chapters 1-10 (feel free to skip)

Grant is a paralegal for a local law firm. He is toned but skinny, with blond hair. One weekend, while shooting the shit with his friends at the bar, he spills details about a high-profile case that his boss, Bruce, is working on. His boss loses the account due to this, and is furious, ready to fire the offender. Matt, another lawyer at the firm, knows Grant did this, but instead of ratting him out, he proposes an alternative. Matt blackmails Grant and forces him to become his personal sex slave, degrading his new straight boy toy by forcing blowjobs, spanking, and fingering him. It doesn’t take long until Bruce finds out and wants in on the action as well. It also doesn’t take long for Grant’s girlfriend, Amy, to know something is up and dump Grant. Matt quickly breaks Grant into being an impressive little slut. Matt trains Grant’s hole to accept any cock. He uses his own cock and an assortment of dildos, paired with chastity for encouragement. He pushes Grant to become even sluttier, forcing him to spend the night as a urinal at the gay club. This is where Grant’s co-worker, Steven, learns that Grant is a fag while feeding him a load of piss. Matt has only been training Grant for five short weeks, but Grant is showing a lot of promise.

Thick ropes of Matt’s cum shot down my throat and I swallowed greedily. I then stood up and wiped the spit from my chin.

“Thanks boy, you know how hard it is for me to get through Fridays without a little pick me up. Hey, before you head out to lunch, I wanted to let you know you’re coming over to my place tonight. Feel free to stop by your apartment after the gym and get cleaned up but come over by 8.”

“Yes Sir!”

I finished my workday and went to the gym for a quick pump. The whole time I wondered what Matt had in store for me. I knew at this point to expect the unexpected, but besides an intense fucking in the dungeon, I wasn’t sure what more Matt could do to me. I walked up Matt’s drive, noticing how beautiful the autumn leaves were, as they fell around me. Promptly at 8, I rang the doorbell. Matt answered the door in nothing but a jockstrap. Not a faggy one like he had made me wear in the past, but a plain white athletic supporter. His bulge looked fucking massive in it.

“Come here, faggot,” he growled as he grabbed my collar and pulled me into a bear hug. He fondled my ass with his hands as he run his lips along my neck and nibbled on my ear. I instantly got hard and shimmied out of my shorts. Matt carried me up to the bedroom and threw me down on the bed, before stripping out of his jockstrap. He laid on top of me and we made out for a while, before Matt made his way down my abs to my hole and started fucking me with his tongue.

I moaned in ecstasy as Matt’s tongue dug into my hole, stretching me and lubing me at the same time. It wasn’t long before he was grinding his cock on my wet, sloppy hole and pressing into me. He gave me his entire length all in one thrust. My hole was eager to accept, especially after the dildo training last week. I was stretched enough to take a horse cock, if I wanted to. Matt fucked me rough and deep. No frills, no bondage. Just a man and his boy toy. It wasn’t long until I could feel Matt’s cock pulsing, pumping his seed deep into me.

Matt pulled out and grabbed a butt plug out of the nightstand. He popped it into my hole before standing up and grabbing a towel for himself.

“You’re keeping that load in till I say so, boy. Got it?”

“Got it, Sir.”

Matt grinned and stood me up. He led me to a corner of the room and made me kneel, facing the wall. He grabbed handcuffs off his dresser and restrained my wrists behind my back. He then placed a leather mask over my head. The mask had eye holes and a zipper for a mouth, that was open. Matt laced up the hood tight against my face, and then turned me around so I was facing the bed instead of the wall.

“You’ll stay like this until I say otherwise, got it?”

“Yes Sir.”

“And you won’t speak as long as this zipper here is closed, got it?”

“Yes Sir.”

Matt zipped the mouth hole on the mask closed. He then grabbed a set of nipple clamps off the dresser and attached them to me. It made me moan, as they were strong, but I took a few deep breaths and fought through the initial pain. Matt bent down and stroked my still-erect cock a few times.

“Feel good boy?”

“yush shur.”

Matt slapped me across the face.

“What did I say about fucking talking, boy? I’ll be back up to check on you in a bit.”

With that, Matt left me alone in the room, kneeling and waiting for what would come next.

After about 20 minutes, I heard the doorbell downstairs. Then footsteps. Then some chatter and laughter. I wondered who had stopped by, and why Matt had invited them in with me up here in this state. But I made no sound. After a while, I heard the two sets of footsteps coming up the stairs. What the hell! The bedroom door flew open and Matt threw someone on the bed. The lights were still off, so I couldn’t make out who the guy was at first, but then I heard his voice.

“Ah fuck yeah. Oh shit, you got the bitch right here too.” Steven, my co-worker, was staring over in my direction.

“Yeah, he’s just here to watch though, you wanna put on a show?”

And Steven fucking performed. He was obviously experienced. Matt laid on his back and Steven climbed on top. He sat on Matt’s cock and quickly enveloped it with his fat ass cheeks. Steven rocked his hips back and forth, stroking Matt’s cock with his hole. Matt was moaning and groaning so much. I couldn’t tell if he was putting on a show to make me jealous or if Steven was really that much better than me. Matt pushed Steven on his back and climbed on top of his face. Steven opened his mouth wide while Matt throat fucked him. Steven didn’t gag once, even though Matt’s thick cock was railing his throat. Matt leaned down and sucked Steven’s dick at the same time. They 69’ed for a bit, then Matt stood up and grabbed Steven in a bear hug. Standing there with his dick inside Steven, he walked over toward me and pushed Steven up against the wall next to me. He held Steven’s thighs while Steven held Matt’s neck, and they fucked, leaning against the wall. I didn’t even know that position was possible. I stared up at Matt’s balls slapping Steven’s taint and moaned in pleasure. I was rock hard and wanted to get in on the action, but Matt ignored me. I Saw Matt’s balls pull in close, and then I saw his cock swell and start pumping a load into Steven.

I was so jealous at this point. It hadn’t occurred to me that Matt was still fucking other guys since he started training me, even though I had been getting around. I wasn’t upset, I just hadn’t really considered it. But Steven made me feel very inferior. I was gonna have to step my game up if I was gonna compete with him. Speaking of Steven, why was Matt fucking him anyway? He was supposed to convince Steven there was nothing going on. Matt released Steven and they stood over me, looking down and catching their breath.

“Surprised to see me, fag? Matt stopped me after work the other day and tried to spin a story about how innocent your new relationship was, but I called him on his bullshit. I knew he was turning you into a slut, and I knew I wanted in on the action.”

“Steven made a pretty convincing argument, heh, mainly because it involved giving me his hole,” Matt chimed in.

“I wanted to fuck you, but Matt wouldn’t let me. He told me I’d have to prove myself before I got to use you. I think I did I proved myself pretty well tonight though, didn’t I?”

“I meant prove yourself by not blabbing about this whole thing. You’ll have to wait a while until I’m convinced of that.”

Steven pouted for a quick second, but then he perked back up.

“Can we do my activity now?!” Steven asked.

“Sure, I’ll go get the stuff, you prep the slave.”

Matt left the bedroom and Steven focused his attention on me. He pulled on my nipple clamps, lightly at first, then forcefully until they pulled off of my skin, pinching hard in the process. I moaned with pain into my mask as my eyes began to water. My nipples were bright red. He then removed the mask from my head, and I scowled at him.

“How’d you like the show, fag? I’ll get that ass of yours eventually, you know?”

“Fat chance, now what’s this… activity?” I asked.

Steven chuckled and grabbed me by the collar. He led me into the bathroom. I was still handcuffed, so I had to shuffle on my knees until I was placed in front of the toilet. I knelt over the toilet and Matt returned. He was holding two apples and a knife.

“Halloween is right around the corner, boy, and Steven thought you’d enjoy a little bobbing for apples,” Matt explained as he cut an apple into pieces and dropped them in the toilet water. By the time he was done I counted 16 pieces, 8 from each apple. He placed a trash can next to me.

“Alright boy, when I say go, you’ll fish the apple pieces out and drop them in here. I’m timing you, and if you finish in a minute, you’ll get a reward. Over a minute, and you’re punished. Got it? Go!”

I bent down into the toilet water and started grabbing an apple slice with my teeth. It was difficult to extend my neck deep enough to reach the water, so I strained until I grabbed a slice, and leaned back up to spit it into the trash. Steven got on his knees behind me and stroked my dick as I worked, which made me squirm with pleasure. Regardless, I got into a decent rhythm and had gotten 10 slices by the time Matt chimed in with a 30 second announcement. I had to focus though. I wanted that reward, maybe it would be torturing Steven in some way. With only three slices left, Steven stood up, grabbed me by the hair, and pushed me into to water. He flushed the toilet and I watched the three slices slip down the drain.

“3, 2, 1, time’s up faggot.” Matt chuckled. Let’s see boy did you get all the slices? I’m counting 13, not 16. Are you counting 13, Steven?”

Steven grinned menacingly and nodded in agreement.

“I guess that means Grant here is getting punished, not rewarded.”

Matt led me to the bed and made me lay on my back. He pulled my hands above my head and pinned them down with his thighs. He pulled a white tube out and handed it to Steven. I assumed it was lube. Steven straddled my legs, so I was fully exposed and pinned down by the two of them. Steven squirted some of the lube into his hand and started rubbing it on my dick and balls. It only took seconds for me to realize it was not lube.

Steven was massaging a heat rub into my skin, and I was already starting to feel the burning effect. I squirmed and groaned before gritting my teeth and bearing it. I didn’t want to give Steven the satisfaction. He reached up and smeared some on my nipples as well. They were already sensitive from the clamps, so the burning sensation took effect immediately, and Matt made sure he was pinning me down good as I writhed around some more. Steven put the cream away and held my thighs tight.

I squirmed and moaned for what felt like an eternity. I eventually started begging Matt to clean the cream off.

“Please, please Sir wipe it off, let me rinse it, please, or just let me rub it to stop the feeling, just for a second.”

“You’re begging to the wrong dom, boy; this was Steven’s idea.”

I looked down at Steven and he was grinning madly, enjoying his little sadistic game.

“Puh-please clean it off,” I muttered.

“I don’t hear how bad you really need it, fag. And I didn’t hear you call me Sir either.”

“Please… Sir. Please clean my dick off, it burns so bad, I need it.”

“Oh, alright. Fun’s over I guess.”

Matt grabbed two washcloths and ran them under the hot tap. He and Steven wiped my nipples and groin until most of the cream was gone. There was still a numb sensation, but the pain had subsided. Matt unlocked my handcuffs, which had been on all night, and I rubbed the red spots on my skin.

“Nice work tonight, boy,” Matt said. “Now, there’s only one more order of business before we call it quits. I’ve got one load sitting in your ass,” he said, pointing at me, “and one load sitting in your ass,” pointing at Steven. “Now, I know I put them there, but I’ve changed my mind. I want both of those loads sitting in your stomach,” Matt’s finger drifted back toward me. “So lay down, your load first.”

I scooted up the bed and laid on my back. I still had my butt plug in, which had been holding Matt’s cum in my ass this whole night. Now I knew why. I was reluctant to do this task, but I think Matt had caught on to the fact that I wanted to show up Steven, so I wasn’t resisting, and he could push my limits. Matt placed one hand in a scoop under my hole and used the other to pull the plug out of me.

Like a cork, the plug popped out, revealing my gaping hole. Matt’s load poured out of my hole and into his hand. He had cum so fucking much, and as he slowly brought his handful of cum to my face, I opened my mouth and let him dump it on my tongue. I swallowed the load, which was just was warm as a fresh load straight from his nuts. Matt pushed his fingers into my mouth, and I sucked the rest of the cum off of them.

“Alright Steven, your turn,” Matt directed.

Steven stood above my face and squatted right over my mouth. With his pink, smooth hole just an inch from my face, I couldn’t resist. I stuck my tongue out and began eating Steven’s hole. I grabbed his hips and pulled him tighter to my face. His hole was so tight, even after getting rawed by Matt. I wiggled my tongue up inside and tasted more cum. Steven relaxed his hole and the cum poured directly into my mouth. I swallowed it all and sucked Steven’s hole, making sure I got every drop. As I ate him out, Steven bent down and sucked my dick as well. We were 69’ing, similar to Matt and Steven earlier. It only took seconds for me to shoot a load down Steven’s throat. He really was such a good cocksucker.

Once we finished, we all took turns getting cleaned up one at a time. Matt first, then Steven, then me. Almost like a dominance hierarchy. When I stepped out of the shower, Matt was sitting on the bed in a pair of tight-fitting grey shorts. Steven was not with him. I asked where he had gone.

“Steven headed home, just you and me now, boy,” Matt explained. “So, how did you like being my cuck?”

“It made me jealous. I wanted you doing all that shit with me instead of him. But he was talented, it makes me wanna get better at sucking and fucking.”

“You will, boy, all in due time. Seeing Steven like that made you that much better and more submissive in a single night. Sorry he found out, but I think it’ll all turn out alright. Don’t worry about him, I asked him to stop giving you shit at work. He may need to come over from time to time to get it out of his system like tonight, though.”

Matt winked and tousled my hair. Then, he wrapped me in an embrace and spooned me as well fell asleep together.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed! Please rate the story and feel free to comment with any constructive criticism or hopes for where Grant will find himself in the coming chapters!