Voluntary Sex Slave Experience.

The 24 hours were coming to an end. I was exhausted and sore. As much as I enjoyed the experience I felt so dirty. I had more cock in me than a Japanese Hooker on prom night as to say a lot…

The students began to leave. All rather pleased with themselves with their conquest over their School champion. Everyone left except for Jason. Jason: “So how did you find your first experience slave?” Me: “I rather enjoyed it although I am looking forward to bring it to a close as I am exhausted and wish to get a shower and get into my bed.” Jason: “Michael (Myself), I think you must be confused. You no longer have any rights. You belong to me…” Michael: “What do you mean?”

Jason: “do you recall that contract I asked you to sign before shoving you into the boot? Well perhaps you should have taken the time to read it as there wasn’t a time limit on your servitude if you wish to end it you have to simply state the safe word on the contract and as you were in such a hurry I assume you didn’t take the time to take note of it… In other words, you belong to me indefinitely.”

Michael: “This is bullshit! Let me go!!!” *Wriggles frantically to escape from the cage*

Jason: “I will allow you to express yourself just this once but in future you will be severely punished for talking out of turn Slave.”

Michael: “I’m not your fucking slave. I am a human being and I have rights. I have people who care about me and you can’t keep me from them forever.”

Jason: *Smack* “Shut your filthy mouth slave. I don’t need to keep you from them they will all come to use you in time.”

I could taste the metallic taste of my blood from my split lip he had slapped me that hard… tears were forming in my eyes. I knew I was in trouble and it was all my fault.

He undid his belt I thought I was in for another fucking but instead he put it around my neck and wrapped it tightly. I couldn’t breathe I struggled but I was still trapped. At that point he could easily kill me, and I wouldn’t be able to stop him. Everything was getting dark and my body grew limp.

I woke up somewhere else I wasn’t sure where, but my hands were tied together behind my back with what felt like rope heavy wrapped clearly it was done very well my feet were also tied but separately with a little slack between them I assume to allow me to have minor movements.

There was duct tape over my mouth, so I couldn’t yell for help. The door on the closet swung open and a man stood in the arch way. I looked up at him, but he was standing behind a bright light bulb, so it was unclear who it was but something about him looked very familiar. Had we met before?

The mystery man kneeled only to reveal my English teacher Mr. Cox!

I spoke but all that came out was mumbles due to the tape over my mouth. He ripped the tape from my mouth and I screamed in pain.

Michael: “MR COX! Please you must get me out of here im behind held against my will! Mroafgjgajaj”

Mr. Cox had re applied the tape which was not a good sign…

Mr. Cox: “Have you not figured it out yet Michael… Jason has been so kind as to rent you out. He is quite the entrepreneur. He has made a business plan to rent you out to anyone willing to pay for you. You are quite literally a sex slave. Oh, and trust me there are plenty of people willing to pay for you Michael… You have been sort after for quite some time.”

Tears started to roll down my face. This is not what I wanted. My life could quite possibly be ruined. No graduation. No University. No life. Just Jason’s Asset to rent out to seedy individuals who wish to have their way with me.

Mr. Cox stood up and dragged me down the hall by the rope at my feet. He turned left into what appeared to be his bedroom. He lifted me onto the bed and threw me face down He tied some rope around my arm restraint and throw the rope over the top of his high bed posts and lifted me, so I was suspended in the air it was very painful as it was lifting the arms from behind my back. He walked out of the bedroom and left me there for what felt like hours but was probably more like 30minutes. He came back in fully nude.

Mr. Cox was a very tall muscular man. He had a rugged face and was very hairy. And he certainly lived up to his name Mr. Cox… He must have been 10 Inches long and thick as a coke can!

He loosened the rope holding me up and I flopped onto the bed my muscles in complete chronic atrophy I couldn’t fight. He removed the tape from my mouth and before I could say anything he shoved his coke can dick in. I bit his dick to try and get him to stop and he told me if I bit him again he would kill me. Safe to say I followed his instruction. After he was finished using my throat as a fuck hole he climbed behind me and mounted me I didn’t want him to but nevertheless my body seemed to react positively towards his advances he made me moan like a bitch. My mind was telling me no make it stop. But my body was telling me yes give in to your base desire. You can’t do anything just give in and let it happen.

By the way my teacher was pounding my ass I get the feeling he’d wanted to fuck me for a long time… He said statements like “This has been a long-time coming slut.” “I saw the way you used to bend over in front of me you bitch boy.” “I’m gonna fill you” Don’t know why but I expected more elegance in his wording considering he teaches English, but I guess it is dirty talk.

Mr. Cox Panted on top of me thrusting deep. Wave after wave He had finished inside my teenage hole. I could feel his cum dripping out of my ass. He put on his dressing gown taped my mouth shut picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and walked me outside. Mr Cox: “I better get rid of you before my wife gets home.” A black van door slid open and he pushed me inside. Jason was standing over me in the back of the van. He exchanged pleasantries with Mr. Cox. Jason: “So did you enjoy yourself?” Mr Cox: “Very much so. Here is the sum we Discussed he was worth the wait for this experience”

Jason: “Well if you want another crack at him just let me know. I will let you have him for 50% off next time.

Mr. Cox: “Very tempting I will keep that in mind.”

They both laughed as Jason slammed the door shut on the van.

Jason: “Michael you are going to make me rich.  You know it’s funny you did all the hard work for me!

I didn’t need to take any risks in finding willing clients! All I had to do was login to your grindr account and approach the people in your messages!

You wouldn’t believe how many people close to you wanted to take a crack at you… And they are willing to pay me for it! You are my property and I can hire you out to as many people as I want and there is nothing you can do about it.”

My eyes were tearing up just thinking about how I had literally given him the very tools he needed to turn a profit off my enslavement.

Jason: “Lets see who is next on the list… Oh you are going to love this one. HAHAHAHHAHAHA”

Jason got into the driver’s seat and begins to drive to his next client. I dread to think who will pay to use me next… I guess we will have to wait and see.

To be continued… (I have tried to focus the story in the direction requested from feedback on part 1. Please let me know if this is going the way you desire?)