Kevin woke up after a night of sweaty dreams. He was yet again covered in his own cum, he remembered waking up while stroking himself to come at least twice. His cock still burping little droplets on his stomach. As he got up, he winced from the pain in his ass. The multiple fuckings last night had made his asslips swell up and the plug enhanced the irritation.
As he walked to breakfast he was demeaned further by his cock inflating due to the pressure on his overactive prostate, so when he entered the breakfast room he was at full mast and the other slaves and the overseers had a prime view of his huge cock swaying in time with his steps.
After breakfast and a go in the gym he was brought to the shower room, now basically having a continuous flow of precum dribbling forth, with larger drops pushing out as he pulled out the plug and took of the cockring and pulled out the sound. He stepped into the shower and as he was cleaning himself he couldn’t stop himself from stroking his cock, with his eyes closed he increased the strokes and brought himself to spray the wall with his seed, looking up he was the center of attention from the other men in the area, one of the overseers filming him.
- “Former senator reduced to oversexed slave wanks himself off in shower after pulling a train” is going to be the title! He laughed and continued; do your enema now and then I will replace the temporary needle with a bar!
Kevin blushed; he tried to keep his eyes down but heard laughter from the other slaves.
-I knew he was a pervert, but he has absolutely no limits! One of them said.
After the enema Kevin was instructed to stand still as the overseer took a hold of his frenulum with a pair of pliers and in one swift move pulled the thick needle clear and then introduced an arrow headed bar through the hole, widening it further. When he was done, he cut the head of the bar off and then put small balls on each end and squeezed them to the bar so they wouldn’t come off.
-There you are; a new toy to play with!
Kevin was sweating from the pain of having the bar placed. He was told to refit his slave gear and then led to his room.
-You are going to be serving at a function in Congress in the afternoon try not to dirty yourself before that, the overseer sneered at him.
Kevin lay down on his cot trying to clear his mind but the events of the night before haunted him, not so much the multiple fucks but the way he had just relaxed into it and most of all his feeling of gratitude over being allowed to clean himself afterwards!
His musings continued as he, without reflecting on it, started slowly stroking his cock, tasting his own precum and in the end he started wanking harder, pulling his nipples, and straining to come, but the door opened as if timed and an overseer entered.
-Let´s go! Get up we are leaving now.
Kevin stood up and his unsatisfied cock dripping and pulsing lead the way through the hallway, the slaves he encountered all took advantage of the situation and either sideswiped his cock or slapped his butt, or both. He realized he was viewed as the lowest on the social ladder! Blushing he was led into a car and driven the short distance to Congress.
-You are going to be serving at a cocktail party tonight, you will have a black bow tie added and a white towel over your right arm. An usher instructed Kevin and three other male slaves. Kevin noticed that they all were of similar build and had well above average size cocks, even though his was by far the largest one, and the most erect.
The slaves were engaged in putting out trays with drinks and appetizers on small tables around the room. And then people started arriving. Kevin felt ice rolling down his back when he saw almost all his old colleagues from the Senate entering together with some senior aids and representatives from Cabinet, led by the AG.
Kevin turned his back on the room, closed his eyes, and tried to breathe deeply, preparing himself for the indignity.
-What are you doing? The usher whispered to him. Get moving with your tray!
Kevin took his tray with wineglasses and turned around and walked into the crowd. He met the eyes of one of the few senators left from his own party, the man looked incredibly sad and shocked, especially when his gaze fastened on Kevin’s erect cock proudly crowned by his over swollen head pumping out little driblets through the wide opened sound.
-My God Kevin, what is this, he hissed, are you turned on by being a slave?
-No! Kevin responded and then yelped when a hard slap hit his buttocks.
-Slaves do not talk! The AG said loudly behind him.
Kevin kept moving through the crowd trying to avoid eye contact, but he couldn’t ignore the increasing number of people that took the time to stop him just to stroke his cock while trying to decide what wineglass to pick up. One man even went as far as to wedge two of his fingers up beside the plug and feeling the asslips letting him in leaned forward and whispered:
-Well, well this cunt is more than ready for a ride, isn’t it? Go behind the screen over there and remove your plug, I will be there shortly. Don’t even think of disobeying or you will be punished.
Kevin knew he had no choice and he really didn’t have it in him to fight the inevitable again. He placed his tray on a table and walked behind a room divider. To his surprise there was a table there with lube and wipes. He loosened his plug and slowly extracted it, placing it on the end of the table just as the man came around the screen. Kevin recognized him as a junior senator from the ruling party.
-Unbutton me and suck me hard! The senator demanded.
Kevin knelt in front of him, undid his trousers, and fished out his swollen cock taking it in his mouth. After just a couple of deep swallows the cock was fully hard. Only about seven inches long but almost the same thickness as Kevin’s own cock.
-Bend over the table!
Kevin stood up and obeyed, automatically spreading his legs, giving full access to his swollen gaping hole. The senator swiped a little lube on his cock and then proceeded to press it into the hole. Kevin was surprised when there was almost no pain, he was so opened that he could accommodate the girth and with a whimper he felt his prostate swell from the joy of having the stimulation of a proper cock.
-Squeeze your cunt now, the senator said as he started thrusting deeply into Kevin’s ass. Grunting with pleasure, he leans forward and started to bite Kevin on the side of his neck, and sucking up hickeys, marking him as used!
With a final grunt he ground his cock all the way in, and Kevin could feel the pulsing of the cum entering him. The senator let his cock baste in Kevin´s ass for a little bit and when it started to go soft, he pulled it out followed by a little of his cum mixed with lube running out through the hole.
-Clean me up! He demanded.
Kevin took some wipes in his hands and bent to start wiping the senator.
-No! Suck me clean first and then the wipes, the senator looked down on him with a smirk on his face. Watching Kevin take his cock in his mouth and sucking it clean and then using the wipes. As he was fasting his trousers he said.
-Don’t forget to replug yourself before more leaks out, and you are not allowed to use wipes!
Kevin turned around and picked up his plug and reinserted it in his now significantly more open hole. And under the watchful eyes of the senator returned to the room. As he walked through the crowd, he could hear the murmurs behind him.
-What is that?
-Why he is leaking from his open pussy!
-Someone has taken him for a ride, and he can’t keep it in, what a loose whore he is already! I knew he wasn’t the poster boy for society he always tried to project, another senator said loudly, making the people around him laugh out loud.
Kevin blushed even more but at the same time he was so horny he knew he had to unload soon, his balls had swelled up again and the plug made sure that they were on the verge of pulling up there and then.
He tried to slip away to the open urinal that the slaves could use in the way back of the room. But standing there with his butt to the room he barely had time to grab his cock before he heard a dreaded voice behind him:
-Come on don’t stand wanking there, turn around and show everyone what you enjoy doing! The AG had a penetrating voice. People quieted down and all eyes focused on Kevin, who slowly turned around, his hand around his weeping cock.
The AG propelled him into the room proper and stepped up behind Kevin, with one hand he proceeded to push the plug further in and then let it slide out before pushing again, setting a nice tempo. The other hand went to Kevin’s right nipple and pulled it straight out, making Kevin hiss with pleasure and pain. The stimulation was too much, Kevin started stroking his cock in front of everyone feeling the pressure building quickly!
-Play with your balls! The AG whispered in his ear and Kevin obeyed without thinking! Fondling his swollen, tender balls and increasing his strokes even further, now clearly heard keening with pleasure.
Suddenly Kevin opened his eyes wide and his whole body stiffened as his cock swelled even further before rhythmically starting to release his load in front of him. The AG timed his thrusts with the plug with the waves of cum. The splats of the seven big blasts could be clearly heard by everyone in the room accompanied by the deep erotic grunts Kevin let out.
-Good boy! The AG said, now you are finally accepting yourself as you are; a slave under your sexuality and therefore in need of being controlled by your betters. Now get ready for more visitors behind the screen, you have made some of us very horny and the problems you cause is yours to resolve!
Kevin was beyond caring anymore, he just started walking through the crowd head bowed and his still swollen cock dripping with each step. He reached up and started playing with his left nipple, feeling like he had to compensate it for all the attention the right one had experienced by the AG. Twisted thoughts? Yes, but it felt right at this moment.
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