Waking up to Submission
I woke up the next day with a terrible headache. My body was sore, not just from the beating I received yesterday but also from spending the night sleeping on a pile of towels like a dog.
David was still asleep so I took the opportunity to clean myself up. I had a shower and checked out the damage David had inflicted on me. Looking in the mirror brought renewed shame. Believe it or not I am a pretty good looking guy but I did not look good.
My lips were sore and chapped from being stretched around David’s thick dick, my throat felt as if it had been torn apart, I could barely swallow or begin to speak. And my body was covered in bruises. The person looking back at me in the mirror was no longer Eric Bucken, high school track star, valedictorian, straight college student. Looking back at me in the mirror was just David Ramos’s cocksucking bitch.
Even if I accepted that I liked checking out David’s Dick, I admired him and his incredible physique, even if I accepted I enjoyed feeling and tasting his dick, I didn’t want to be his bitch. The pain and torture was too much. This couldn’t go on, I had a life I wanted to live. I had to do something about it.
Just then David kicked the bathroom door open. “I don’t remember giving you permission to use my shower.” David said. “Or do you just enjoy getting your ass kicked” He grabbed my hair and threw me onto my knees in the shower.
“I’m sorry Master” I said desperately, struggling to speak due to the bruising on my vocal chords. “I wasn’t thinking. Please forgive me.”
He pointed his dick at me and began to piss. “Save it faggot.” was all he said. Hot fast streams of piss hit my face, soaking my hair. He even pissed in my mouth forcing me to swallow, it tasted disgusting. I didn’t think the humiliation could get any worse, But there I was drinking another dude's piss.
“You like my piss faggot?” He asked. “This is just a part of your new daily diet of my spit, cum and piss. So get used to it. Oh yeah, having you as my personal bitch is gonna be awesome. Fucking you any time the need arises. Sweet.”
I looked up at my master as his stream of piss soaked me. I wondered why he was doing this to me. Had I done something so bad to deserve this. Or was he just this sadistic, this domineering. Was he enjoying turning another jock his age into a groveling pathetic bitch.
Once he had finished pissing David had me give him a blowjob. He was easier on me this time, maybe he knew my throat was in dire condition. He allowed me to work his shaft with my lips and tongue, I gave special attention to his large mushroom shaped cock head. I worked hard to please my man, sucking and licking his 10 inch cock, forcing my tongue in his piss slit. “Oh yeah bitch, you’re learning fast.” He said, smiling down at me. There it was, that feeling of pride again.
But when he was ready to cum David took control. Once again using my throat as his personal sex toy, fucking it until he was ready to shoot. “Call it your high protein breakfast” He said laughing as he shot his load in my mouth, making me swallow every drop.
I was then forced to wash David’s entire body from head to toe. This was one of the most pleasurable experiences as David’s bitch so far. I got to explore David’s incredible body with my hands. Massaging the soap into his big bulbous pecs. Moving on to his armpits and solid biceps and triceps. Every inch of David’s body was lean and hard as a rock. His abs, his ass, his legs. I never appreciated the male body like this before, but David was exceptional.
When I reached David’s feet the atmosphere was sufficiently relaxed that I felt I could try one more time to reason with him. “David sir.” I began. “Please don’t fuck me. Your dick is so huge and I know I won't be able to take it. Please Master David, I will do anything you want, I will worship you and give you blowjobs any time you want and drink your…” I hesitated. “Drink your piss and spit and cum. Please sir, please.”
David looked down at me, smiling. “Are you done?” I nodded. He gently stroked my hair and said “You just need to accept the fact that you are my bitch, Eric, that means I own and control you. Anything I want to do to you or with you I can. If that means fucking your your tight ass until it rips apart, or choking you with my 10 inch dick, or fuck, selling your lips to every frat boy on campus, I will do it. If you don’t like it, you can fight me, but understand I will kick your ass and you will still do whatever I say.” I was sobbing hearing David’s terrifying words. “But I really think you do like it. You love me, you love my body and most of all you love my dick and you will love it when I drill you a new pussy tonight. Now let's get dressed, I have class.”
David allowed me to go to class but I was told to be home when he finished wrestling practice.
Most of my day was pretty normal. A couple of the guys had questions about my new bruises and the fact I couldn’t speak well. I told them a lie about starting a jujitsu class and injuring myself sparing, so the guys bought it, I think. But how long could I keep it going, tonight David was gonna fuck me. Then there would be no going back, my manhood would be totally destroyed.
I couldn’t focus in class, all I could think about was David’s 10 inch thick monster dick penetrating me ass. It seemed extreme, a blowjob is one thing but actually fucking another dude? Surely not. I tried to convince myself that he was just trying to scare me. If so, it worked. I was scared.
During my economics class I was stunned when David walked in and spoke quietly to my professor.
“Mr Bucken, please go with Mr Ramos” My professor said.
Once out in the hall David grabbed me by the back of the neck and led me into the nearest restroom and pushed into one of the stalls. “There’s an emergency you need to deal with,” David laughed.
When David began to unbutton his pants I feared he was going to piss in my mouth again, so when he ordered me to suck his glorious cock head I was almost relieved.
Before I knew it David was shoving his 10 inch monster dick down my throat. It’s hard to describe what it is like being throat fucked by someone as strong and powerful and David. The speed, intensity and power of each thrust brings you into a trance like state as you gag and choke and struggle to breathe. The strong smell of David’s sweat emanating from his pubic hair fills your nostrils. Your throat is smashed to pieces by David’s long, thick, hard cock until the final thrust and your mouth is filled with copious amounts of warm, sweet cum.
David slapped his cum and spit covered dick across my face. “Fuck, you look like shit” He said, looking down at me, his dick hitting my face each time with a thud. “Not long before this power tool is drilling your tight pussy tonight. You’re gonna cry and scream in pain like the bitch you are but in the end you will love it.” Streams of tears flowed down my face as David informed me of his plans for me. “I own you bitch, and I can do whatever I want with you. Now clean my dick.”
I submissively cleaned David’s dick with my tongue. Lapping up all the cum and spit without complaint. He put his thick meat away and strode out of the bathroom bumping into another student on the way out.
“Free blowjobs in the end stall” he laughed, leaving me in shambles on the stall floor.
I sat crying for a moment before I heard a voice. “Are you okay?”
I looked up and there was this guy Jack from my econ class.
“What the fuck are you looking at!” I screamed. Jumping to my feet I began hitting the guy. All the anger and shame and hatred I felt towards David I let out on this poor defenseless nerd.
I held Jack against the wall. My arm pressed against his throat. “You ever say a word about what you saw here I will destroy you, do you understand?”.
Jack nodded and I released him. He ran out of the restroom and there I was alone, just me and my reflection.
