Privileged Alpha Male to sub human slave

I need to apologise for the delay in completing this episode but I am sure that once you have read it you will realise that it was emotionally difficult to write !

Life for the next eighteen months continued as described before. I won’t tell you any more as although it was immensely enjoyable for us you would all find it boringly repetitive.

Then my life fell apart ! I won’t go into great detail as it is too distressing for me but, in summary. One Saturday morning Peter and I woke and as usual his first move was to begin making love to me. Very unusually he took the “missionary” position face down but with his butt raised. “Fuck me hard beautiful boy. Take me.” I knew from that comment that he wanted to be treated as my cumdump and fucked without mercy. I did exactly that. I took him hard and rough and plunged full length into his welcoming hole. I can still hear the scream and see the blood everywhere. I pulled out of him and I was mortified to see the pain on his face and the blood pulsing out of him. “What have I done ? There is something terribly wrong. I’m going to call James.” I did call him and told him the situation and he said he would send an ambulance. Within 5 minutes an ambulance was taking us to a guy in Harley Street and within an hour Peter was in a very expensive hospital being prepared for surgery. The emergency was sorted promptly but the eventual diagnosis was that he had terminal bowel cancer. He had been ignoring things for a long time and his prognosis was 6 months.

Peter deteriorated very rapidly and within 3 months we had 24/7 nursing care at home and it was clear he wouldn’t make the 6 months. I would have given all our wealth for more time with him but one morning he was in terrible pain. “Beautiful boy. I need you to hold me. It’s time for you to let me go.” I got into bed with him and I held him in my arms. I was in tears “I don’t know how I can live without you lovely man.” He sighed and said “The best thing that ever happened to me was when you walked into the office with Leo. I knew instantly that I would never love anybody else. And I know that you have loved me with the same intensity. You have always made my life complete and now your final act of love is to let me go.” The nurse increased his painkillers and I held him and we kissed each other and talked about the highlights of our life together until he fell into unconsciousness and then he passed away in my arms.

My grief was so intense, but it expressed itself in anger. There were very few tears now but I was hurting and I needed to hurt somebody else. Marcus tried to console me but all I wanted to do was make somebody else suffer a bit like I was suffering. I called Tony and got him to take Marcus and me to the club.

When I walked through the door the doorman greeted me with “Hi Alex. You ok ? You don’t look good.” “My husband died today and I am hurting so I’ve come here to REALLY hurt somebody else !” He looked shocked and quite frankly very worried. “I am so sorry to hear that Alex. I can’t imagine what you feel like. Take care.”

I walked into the club and as usual the pig was in the stocks just inside the door. I was sure that he lived there ! I made my way further into the club and there was a very pretty young lad being fingered by an equally young leather top. These two were obviously very inexperienced and the bottom was making all the right noises but they were clearly just “playing at it.” The top had 4 fingers in him to the knuckle and the boi was saying “Ah. That feels so good. I want your fist in me. Open me.” The so-called top, however, was really only knuckle fucking him and seemed scared to go any further. It was all a game and I was going to teach them both a lesson. “For fuck’s sake he wants your fist in him ! Push !” “ I can’t go any further. I’ll damage him.” I turned to the bottom and said “How much do you want the fist ?” “I’m begging for it Sir. I’m desperate Sir.” “Ok. You’ve begged for it so it will happen, but there’s no going back.” I turned to the ‘top’ and told him “This cunt needs fisting. Now either you do it or I will and if you fanny around much more I’ll have each of you on a wrist at the same time. You going to move ?” He moved over and I put on a glove and showed the sub my hand which was much bigger than the other guy’s. “You’ve asked for it so now you’re going to get it. I won’t stop till I am inside.” He looked more than a little scared. “Please be gentle Sir but I DO need it !” I was not in the mood to be gentle. I was in desperate emotional pain. I lubed up and put 4 fingers into him to my knuckle. “Ah Sir. That is good but it hurts. Can we have a rest for a minute please ?” “Shut up. You said you wanted it so man up.” I pulled out of him just enough to get my thumb by the entrance to his hole and then with a twist and a push I FORCED my hand into him. He screamed “Aaaah. Oh yes !” I felt him split and I saw the blood and I felt good. His ring was gripping my wrist as I twisted inside him. He was relaxing more and he was actually beginning to ride my fist. He was groaning from the pain but also with pleasure. I was now almost half way to my elbow and I carried on for about 10 minutes until he shot his load and then I pulled out. He was seriously prolapsed and collapsed in a heap. He had served a purpose so I no longer had any interest in him.

I moved to the bar where I could see a Top who I had become friendly with. I ordered a large drink and we started to chat and he was incredibly sympathetic about Peter.

Suddenly Darius walked up with an entourage of young subs. As usual he was dressed in his chaps, jock, harness and cap with two subs attached to his belt. I really wasn’t in the mood for his posing ! He looked at me and said “I hear your husband has died. So you’ve come to become my bitch, now that you’re available.” A red mist passed over me and the anger exploded. He didn’t see my knee coming up into his balls or my fist connecting with his solar plexus. He collapsed spluttering to his knees as I repositioned behind him. I pulled my jock to one side and just spat on my cock. I moved swiftly behind him and lifted him to give my cock access to his cunt. I rammed my cock full length and full force into him. His cunt resisted me ( I would later discover he was a virgin) but there was no way that I was going to ease up. He was yelling out “Get him off me !” but nobody was coming to his assistance. In fact I was being encouraged by the group that was forming. It didn’t take me long to cum and I added to the degradation by pissing up him as well. As I pulled out I could see the doorman running towards us just as I shouted at Darius, “So which of us is the bitch ?” The doorman grabbed me and said “You’d better leave Alex.” “Don’t worry . I’m going.” As I left, Darius was kneeling in a pool of my cum, piss and his own shit and was screaming “You’ll regret this cunt ! You WILL be my bitch some day very soon.”

As we walked out the doorman said “That was a huge mistake Alex. You need to stay away for a while. But thank-you for the entertainment . I would have spent good money to see that piece of shit used like that !” As I walked through the door he repeated his condolences.

Marcus was really quiet in Tony’s cab but he did say “I hope you don’t regret that Papa. Darius isn’t the forgiving type and apparently he has some nasty contacts.”

Once we got home I went straight to bed. I lay there for hours thinking of my life with Peter and also planning my next few days with calls to our friends and arranging a funeral that would do Peter justice. I was hurting so badly but I still couldn’t cry. I couldn’t understand what was wrong with me. After a few hours I went into Marcus’ bedroom. He was lying in bed with no bed covers, naked and face down. I could see his beautiful arse and I had never realised how inviting it was. I SO wanted to fuck it ! I got onto the bed and he started to stir. “What the fuck are you doing ?” He was starting to squirm but as I have said I was much bigger and much more powerful than he was and he didn’t stand a chance. I didn’t have any lube so for the second time in 24 hours I just lubed his hole with my spit and then rammed my cock, which was dripping pre-cum and so acted as extra lube, deep into him. Balls deep in one thrust. “Aaah ! Get off me. I fuck YOU ! You don’t fuck me. You’re MY bitch.” I was hurting him and I was loving it. “Nobody fucks me from now on. I am going to be a TOTAL top again. I am going to breed anything I can find !” I was riding him hard and extremely deep. He was still screaming his protests but his body was telling me different. He was pushing onto me as much as I was pushing into him. I was soon filling him with my cum and as soon as I had finished I just pulled out of him to walk out. Marcus was lying in a pool of his own cum but he said “You bastard. I understand that you are in an emotional trauma but I will NEVER forget this and I will have my revenge. Now fuck off.” His face was distorted with unbridled hatred. I shrugged my shoulders and left the room. When I returned to my room I just got into bed and slept like a baby.

The next few weeks Marcus and I ignored each other and I carried on arranging Peter’s funeral. The funeral was magnificent with so many friends showing how loved he was but I was still unable to cry.

I spent the next 3 months in a descending spiral. I became ever more depressed and I seemed to think my only way forward was to fuck anything I could get. I spent all the time on the apps on my phone fucking 3-4 anonymous twinks every night. I never met any twice. I didn’t want any emotional attachment and I wanted it all to be anonymous. Fuck them and go ! It was brutal and aggressive.

In the meantime Marcus and I had established a very fragile truce. We had been avoiding each other, then one day he was lounging naked by the swimming pool and I joined him. As usual I was naked and my cock was semi-hard seeing him again.He went to leave but I said “Please stop Marcus. I need to apologise for my behaviour the night that Peter died. I shouldn’t have done it.” I saw a look of anger and even hatred flash across his face but he quickly got control “It is forgiven Papa under the circumstances but it will never be forgotten. I understand that on that night you weren’t thinking straight at all. Now why don’t we make amends with a proper apology ? Your cock seems to be pleased to see me.” It was true. I was nearly fully erect by then. I wanted him ! “Now get on that lounger and let me use your cunt.” I lay face down and he spread my butt. He obviously wanted to punish me no matter how much discomfort he experienced and he plunged into me with no preparation. It was an agonising dry fuck. It must have been equally painful for him but he continued ramming as deep as possible, getting past my sphincters. My cunt soon began to loosen and we both started to enjoy it much more. It didn’t take him long to cum and as soon as he was satisfied he pulled out of me and said “Now we are even. It won’t happen again but maybe we can enjoy each other in groups.” He left me to wank myself to completion.

We started meeting, using and abusing bottoms together. We would fuck them, spitroast them and double fuck them. We were using them as just cumdumps. Marcus and I didn’t fuck one on one though. THAT relationship was wrecked !

About six weeks later Marcus said he had found an exciting young black guy on Grindr who we should meet together. Marcus had sent our pics He said he was a top and an anal virgin but that he really wanted to meet one or more hung studs who could take his cherry. His picture showed a truly beautiful young black guy with an enormous cock. I wanted him !

We arranged a meeting but about an hour before we were supposed to meet he cancelled. That scenario was repeated twice more. Part of me was thinking that we should just abandon him. After all we were getting plenty of other holes. But the other part of me was hooked and he was the forbidden fruit that I was becoming desperate to have. I decided that I would give him a last chance and discussed how we could go forward. He said he wanted to meet but he wanted to meet for a drink first, preferably with Marcus as well. I wasn’t sure because my interest was just fuck and go. I then got another picture of his beautiful tight, hairless virgin cunt. I was hooked ! I agreed to his conditions and agreed to meet him with Marcus at an apartment very close to where Peter and I had lived. I thought it strange that he was happy with Marcus accompanying me but he said he wanted control to be taken from him. He wanted it to be a no return scenario. I assured him he would be fucked with or without his consent.

Marcus and I went to the apartment building which I realised I knew well. They were VERY expensive so I wondered how an 18 yr old could afford to live there. Some alarm bells were ringing in my brain but my cock was urging me to ignore them. I said to Marcus “There’s something not right here. These places are mega bucks. How can an 18 yr old afford this ? Especially a black 18 yr old” “Don’t worry Papa. He’s probably got a sugar daddy or mummy. You’ve seen how well hung he is. There’s lots of rich guys and bitches would pay for a big black stud like him. Besides there’s two of us and we can each look after ourselves. Now come on lets get ourselves some nice black virgin hole. “Ok. But if there are any doubts when we get in there we leave.” “Ok.” We went into the lobby and the concierge asked where we were going and when I said, he told me that he had been told we were expected and to go up in the lift. We got in the lift and up we went.

When we reached the floor we wanted we walked along and found the apartment, where the door was ajar. We opened the door and walked in. Standing there, naked, was a beautiful black Adonis. He was a good 6’ 6” tall, smooth, toned and with a cock which was hanging down soft between his legs which was still bigger than mine, so in excess of 10”. All my concerns fled from me. I wanted this beautiful creature and if Marcus hadn’t been there I think it would have me that was being used as the bitch ! I said “Well that’s an impressive body in EVERY way ! Your photos don’t do you justice.” I walked up to him and began running my hands over his magnificent body. I kissed him and started to fondle his buttocks. His cock was rising and he returned my kisses. After a bit he said “You have me at a disadvantage here. Aren’t you both a little overdressed ? We don’t need to rush things because we hopefully have a long night ahead of us. Why don’t you both get undressed while I get us a drink. What would you like ?” “No thank-you. I want your cunt first and then maybe we can have a drink.” Marcus said “Oh come on Papa. Lets have a drink. It will relax us all. I’ll have a vodka if you’ve got it.” The black guy said “I’ve got everything.” He turned to me and said “I reckon you’re a whisky man and I have some very fine single malts. How about a Macallan ?” Well I was lost. “That sounds excellent.”

He left the room and Marcus looked around and said, “Well everything looks very nice. Especially him. That’s one hell of a cock ! I bet you’ll have it in your cunt before the night is over.” “What do you mean ? I told you I’m a top only now.” “You said that but I saw the hunger on your face when you saw his cock.” With that the boy came back in with a tray and three drinks, whiskey for me and vodka for them, and a good 13” thick erection ! I wanted EVERYTHING that he had to offer. He was certainly very generous with his measures and he passed them to Marcus and me. We sat and chatted for a while enjoying the drinks. I had drunk about half mine when Marcus turned to the boy and said “Come on. Lets knock back the drinks and let the fun begin. We’re going to spitroast you and double fuck you.” The boy groaned “Mmmmm Yes please.” We all swallowed the remainder of our drinks and he dropped to his knees and started to suck Marcus’ cock while I started to finger his hole. Boy was he tight. Definitely a virgin ! I was just thinking how much I was going to enjoy taking his cherry when I started to feel giddy. My eyes were definitely going out of focus and my hearing was distorted. I started to lose my balance and then I heard Marcus say “He’s going.” At that moment I just had time to think “They’ve drugged me. What the fuck ? I’m in BIG trouble.”

I passed out. Completely unconscious.

To be continued …..