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Subject: Jordy’s Way into submission Part 4 Jordy’s Way into Submission Part 4 By Chaim – groeiutrecht@ This story is a work of fantasy. Authoritarian/adult-youth/incest. I wouldn’t mind living it out some parts. I prefer stories that seem real. Sometimes it’s rough but don’t expect anything too extreme. This story has a lot of explicit sex, but also some character development about doubts, feelings and sexuality. I think we all can relate to that. If you get turned on by stories that build up, then this is for you. Since we are on , please, if you are of the means, make a donation to keep this site open and free. Would love to hear your thoughts on my story, groeiutrecht@ Thanks to all those readers who sent me their feed-back. Special thanks to Michael S. Clarence K, BennyTwink, Bodil, Samuel, SubBoy, Paul P. Dennis H. very kind and encouraging mails. ================== The truth revealed Daniel ================== Well, I jogged though the parc to Daniel’s apartment. I couldn’t get their quick enough. I could imagine how desperate I looked if he saw me right now, running to him to get dominated and fucked. I just thought all the way over, how different I felt when I was not in control, being used for sex, used for his pleasure, it was confusing territory. I found myself not knowing how to act anymore. Just because I took a dick in my ass, didn’t make me less of a man, but trying to not think about his hard cock sawing through my ass was difficult. I realized I was kind of frustrated. I told myself, tonight was going to be different. It was not the wrestling team, it was just him, Daniel. Ten minutes later, I found myself impaled, riding Daniel’s cock, bouncing up and down. I pushed myself up and then slid back down again till I was down to his root. Daniel grabbed me the second I walked in the door and he grabbed my shirt, pulled me in, slammed me against the wall and stuck his tongue down my throat. Daniel’s masculine energy felt awesome. It filled the space around us. All I wanted to do was to serve him and to get fucked. Daniel, wearing only his jock, was unbelievable strong. He took control immediately, he took my wallet and checked my ID. He stripped me naked and buckled restrains on the wrist and ankle. He pressed me down and I knelt on a leather cushion by the door. “Clasp your hands together behind your back, and wait for me, gay-boy.” I felt my dick started to drool some pre-cum and it continued to throb as Daniel came back to me. He looked at me, “You are ready?” I couldn’t help but looked at his muscular leg and white jockstrap. I looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Yes, I’m ready,” I answered with a trembling voice. “That’s ‘Yes Sir’ for you, gay-boy.” He ordered as he rubbed and squeezed his cock through the pouch of his jockstrap. I watched as he rubbed himself, I couldn’t help it, my eyes were glued to his prominent crotch. Daniel’s cock looked so big, even inside his jock. I saw the outline of his cock bulging through the pouch. Daniel smiled down at me and started pulling on it, making it grow and almost double in size. Daniel was totally in control of me. If I had any doubts this drove them from my head. Somehow this was all so much better than I had thought. Daniel’s strong arms grabbed me and pulled me back against him and his hands started roaming all over my body. I moaned and ran my hands all over his chest, but he stepped back and told me, “We do things my way here. I’m in charge! If you can’t or don’t want to do things that way, I’ll take you and break you.” I saw the menacing gleam in his eyes brighten as I gathered all my courage and replied, “You promised me to destroy my ass. Sir.” now it was easy to say to him, ‘Sir’, I was in his care and control. Daniel dragged me to his bed and threw me on the centre, face down and simply took me from behind. I could feel the head of his cock as he pushed forward and before I knew it his cock head broke through and entered me. Daniel’s moans were combined with shallow, rapid breaths as he fucked me, his chest on my back, his arms moved from my hips to between my arms, his hands took my shoulders from underneath, he thrust rapidly deeper into me, his balls made contact with my balls, and he started howling as he slammed into my boy hole. My rear muscles flexed as he furiously penetrated me. After several more rapid thrusts, he grunted loudly and rammed his cock hard and deep into my hole, moaning as he grabbed me and spun me around so I was looking into his face. Within seconds Daniel, under me, was thrusting upward, pummelling my asshole again, his hands grabbing me around my waist, pushing his thumbs into my hip bones. Daniel’s biceps flexed and sweat ran down off his chin onto his smooth pecs. My head was thrown back, my mouth wide open. My chest out and my back arched. It was surreal to hear myself moan, my young voice groaning, the sound bouncing off the walls. Curse words spewed from my mouth like no other time in my life. I looked over at the full-length mirror he set up next to the bed. Probably I loved to watch himself fuck a gay-boy like me. I watched my body ride his cock and I thought my dick was going to explode. Daniel was dominating me, I felt his power over me, his masculinity, I heard the slaps of muscle against muscle, the sound of his cursing, “Take it, gay-boy!” I thought about Stefan and the thought of being watched sent a tingle through me. The ultimate submission was getting nailed by this handsome jock, using my body to get off. I wanted that! I wanted my body to be used to get him off. I was brought out of my horny thoughts by him, he slapped my ass hard. The force he applied to his hand across my ass reminded me of the fact that my body was his play thing now. It hurt, it hurt like hell, but I was determined not to show any emotion or weakness. The final blow was considered carefully, he aimed squarely between my legs and hit my balls. I screamed silently knowing better that to vocalize the scream, that seemed to please him. “You are going to take my load, gay-boy.” I felt his cock started to exit and it felt like ages that the long, thick cock slithered out of me. I was on fire! I felt my much smaller dick twitch as I let my head lay back and my neck go limp as he entered me again and fucked me like a rabbit, he digged his fingers into my ass cheeks. He bottomed out, mid thrust, stopped and pushed hard into the end of my bowel, making me whine or yelp or moan, depending on the level of pain or pleasure that his thrust brought. Daniel gave me a slap to remind me to be silent as he continued to mercilessly pound my ass. He was jamming his cock up hard, my ass was rising off the bed. Daniel’s powerful thighs suspending my body in the air as he let loose a torrent of cum into my tight ass. Oh hell, I felt his cock flex, pulsating as he used his muscles to push as much cum into me as possible. As I felt the load shoot into me I had a feeling of euphoria. It was so strong that I swear I was high. The thought of his cum coursing through my gut made me tremble. I never would have thought in a million years that I would be full of his cum. The duality of it all. Jordy, the tough high school guy, that’s what I wanted to project on the outside world and the greedy, slutty, submissive bottom I was now. “Oh yeah, gay boy!” Daniel grunted. “Fuck yeah. Squeeze that pussy around my cock.” He continued to pulse his cock to get the last remaining drops of seed into my willing open hole. He lowered me down, his cock still in my ass, I leaned forward and rested my hands on either side of his muscled body, his arms locked me in, flexing and sweaty. I looked at him, sweat dripping down my nose. “Come here you hot, gay-boy,” he said as he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me into a deep kiss. The force of his kiss was something I didn’t want to live without. It assured me, I was where I was supposed to be. He released me from the kiss and I raised myself back up to a sitting position. I gyrated my hips and ass on his hard cock. I couldn’t get enough. Daniel was right, I was going to be begging slut for his cock. He just looked up at me, a gentle smile, his biceps flexed as he hold me and watched as I enjoyed his still hard cock in my ass. “Gay boy, you are so fucking beautiful.” He reached up and ran his finger over my belly. “Fuck, look at you. You’re the hottest fuck I’ve had in istanbul travesti a long time, gay boy. You didn’t cum yet?” he asked with concern. “No, Sir!” I exclaimed, “It’s okay, Sir. Knowing I got you off, that’s enough for me. As long as you get your nut, I’m a happy… boy.” Daniel smiled, “Yeah, you are, aren’t you? Happy gay-boy with my cum in his little ass.” I slowly started bouncing up and down while I stared in to his blue eyes, getting lost in it. I felt like we were connecting on a higher level. I found myself wanting that connection now, I wanted to show him I’m a still a young man but a man who likes cock. Now, cuddling with a dude didn’t sound that bad, it felt great. Daniel ran his hands down my chest. “I saw you come onto the attic and I couldn’t believe they made high school guys like you. Toned, young and cute, flexible, the way you carry yourself, it’s awesome. Confident, so sure of yourself and at the same time vulnerable, so fucking beautiful. Which makes it even hotter that a young dude like you likes cock.” He chuckled. I slowly came to a rest, loving the feeling of his cock pushing in my body. “Who would imagine a strong wrestle jock like you, on of the alpha apes of the wrestling team, likes to fuck a young boy ass?” he furrowed his brow, “You’re fucking mean, dude, it’s a wonder you have any friends.” I laughed, “I’m mean? Fuck that, Sir. I’m not mean, I’m being confident, if anyone can’t take it then they can go to fuck themselves. I don’t have time to worry about what someone thinks of me anymore. I don’t need their approval,” I gloated as I squeezed my sphincter around his cock. He liked that, he was still rock hard. “Is that right? I wonder if you would think that way if one of your high school would walk in right now and saw you bottoming for me? I bet you would want their approval then, tough guy.” I kept smiling and shook my head, “No Sir, I would just tell them to jump on or leave, just shut the fucking door,” Daniel was making fun of me, but with a slight undertone of warning. “You know when I knew I had you? When you couldn’t even look me in the eye when we met in the attic.” He laughed and I replied, “Oh, have you seen yourself? I couldn’t look in your eyes, I was too focused on sucking my brother’s cock remember?” It became a battle, “Oh boy, you have seen me, it’s easy to attract boys like you,” he laughed softly as he gave me a soft punch to my abs. “The minute you opened your legs for me, I knew I was going to have your firm boy ass, your brother invited me to fuck you, remember?” I nodded and he continued, “Boys who look and act like you don’t come around too often. I have to fuck them while as I see one. The fact that you have a sweet fuckable ass turned me on. Oh gay-boy, that’s the real thing, breaking open a young gay boy like you is prime.” I felt a sense of pride what he said that. My new willingness to get fucked paid off. Not at school or at my brother’s place but how I shaped my body into something that real men like Daniel wanted. “Well, one thing’s for sure. You were making a friend,” Daniel playfully slapped my ass cheeks as they flexed, their power controlled my rise and fall of my body on his cock. “and before you go home, I think I know a few more friends you’ll be making.” My dick started to get even harder. “Yeah?” My heart rate pulsed. Why did I get so turned on by the thought of getting fucked by more jocks? Was I that much of a cock-slut now? He sensed my excitement and smirked. “Ah, your pucker tightened when I mentioned more dudes. You like the idea of meeting more guys, don’t you? Gets you off? Fuck, I’ve created a fucking monster.” Daniel laughed and I said, “I don’t know what the fuck I’m thinking but I can’t stop thinking about the gangbang with the wrestling team. The way you fucked me… in the attic after your biddies left.” I noticed his cock getting harder and growing inside my ass. He obvious liked that thought too. “Gay boy, watching you get nailed by my real buddies would be an ultimate pleasure. I mean, it’s happened before but not with a boy like you. They’re going to love it, fucking you hard, giving you what you deserve.” I moaned softly, “Oh fuck. Daniel, that gets me so fucking horny. Makes me want to get fucked… hard,” He started to pump faster up into me. “I know it does, gay boy. You’re purpose in life is to serve and satisfy real men like me. You’re good at it, gay boy. You were fucking born to bottom and an awesome boy to fuck.” By now we were both starting to get into another fuck. I was bouncing and he was thrusting. “You want another load inside your ass, gay boy?” With that he sat up and said, “I want to fuck you in a slave-boy position.” I didn’t know that position, but whatever position, I wanted him to fuck me again. “Oh please, fuck me again, I need your cum inside me.” He slapped my ass hard with his hand and said, “So take it boy. You wanted and begged for this so take my dick. I will use your ass as I wish and you’ll enjoy it.” He slowly took his cock half way out and went slowly back inside and he repeated this a couple times, teasing me, before he began to fuck my ass with nice strokes. Daniel but soon intensified his pumping. “You like this, don’t you? You like my hard cock violating your hole?” he fucked me hard now, “You’ve always wanted your hole fucked and stretched open with my hard cock haven’t you? Oh boy, you are deep inside just a little slut.” I panted, “Yes Sir. Fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before. Use me, Sir!” Daniel fucked my ass and stretched me open. “Oh yeah, gay-boy, I will use you!” I moaned from the pleasure of his big hard cock fucking me. “Show me you are grateful for my attention and push back.” of courde I started to fucked myself on his rigid pool, “take all my cock in your boy hole.” Daniel groaned in pleasure, “Now that’s more like it. I know you are my willing gay-boy, work for it!” I panted, moaned and begged for it. “Oh slam it in me! Please take my ass!” I enjoyed his determent fucking for a few minutes and his attention to my hole felt so good, he rammed my hole and took me in a rape-like frenzy. After a while he stopped his fucking with one long deep thrust pushing his cock as far as he could into me and hold himself there. Daniel was moaning and grasped my shoulders to be able to thrust as deep as he could into my guts. “Yeah boy!” Daniel exclaimed with a low soft voice as if he were close to cumming. I figured I would get his load deep inside me, but he pulled his throbbing rock hard dick out of my ass. Daniel waited, “You are an awesome boy, a great fuck and a good obedient boy, but…” he smiled, “calm down now, gay-boy. We have plenty of time, so relax.” Believe me I was disappointed, wanted more and moaned in frustration. “Are you okay, boy?” he asked, I told him, “Yes Sir, I am your boy and want to experience more with you Sir! I just was surprised you suddenly stopped.” Daniel said to me, “Do you trust me?” I looked at him peering into his eyes saying, “Yes Sir, I do!” With that he said, “This is your next stage of training. I will look after you, but you need to obey me without question.” He went on, “You will enjoy this my way and it is what you asked for.” Daniel looked at me, “Listen, I will tell you what we will do to you. I will invite my real buddies to enjoy you. We will tie you to a bench, and they’re going to make all of your fantasies come true. See, we’ve done this kind of thing before and this way we learned Stefan a lesson.” Daniel’s last comment took me completely by surprise, “You got Stefan?” He smiled, “Oh yeah gay-boy, we did. We took really good care of him and that hot mouth and tight boy pussy of him. We understand what you boys need, we are different from most buddies in your brother’s wrestling team. We are real Masters, we like to degrade teens like Stefan into a whimpering willing boys, begging for the punishment they crave so much.” I was flabbergasted, “Why Stefan? He is stronger than me and already muscled and straight. Stefan is a young jock, he can’t wait to be old enough to join you in my brother’s wrestling team. He not gay and a sub boy like me.” Daniel laughed, “Oh you think so? Stefan wanted to use you as his personal sex slave, didn’t he? He has no idea what it’s all about, so we decided to learn him a lesson. Yes, Stefan is a well-built lad with a healthy kadıköy travesti sex drive, he is gay, believe me, but had no clue on the meaning of being dominant or submissive. We had to teach him that our own way.” I couldn’t help it. The idea Stefan being tied up and getting fucked set me on fire and in way I was jealous. In reflex I pressed down on Daniel’s cock, getting Daniel’s cock deeper in my ass. He felt it, but ignored it, “Stefan came to me and told me he owned you, can you believe that?” So, I invited him here and soon we tied up him position and used him.” I sighted, “What happened?” I couldn’t hide my curiosity and excitement. “I should explain a few things to you. Get the picture, gay-boy. We took Stefan because he needed to learn a few lessons in humility.” I asked, “What had he to say to that?” Daniel laughed, “Nothing much, we didn’t asks him, but he wondered why we wanted him. I told Stefan because we wanted to, because we could and because we hated it as he acted like a straight jock.” Daniel looked into my eyes. “He used you, Jordy, he used others, he not only used them but he didn’t give a shit about their feelings. We hate that, because Stefan himself is in denial. He thought he was the perfect teen, bright, straight and fit, but he was taking this too far and overstepped all our lines. He was, is and will not be one of us. We are tops, alpha jocks, masters. He is just a little faggot pretending to be straight. The truth hit him like a ton of bricks, believe me, he didn’t expect this but he knew what was going to happen and he got it. He got it all the way.” For the first time I felt kinda jealous of Stefan, I remembered what a self-centred boy he was and the way he used me and my thought quickly faded. “Don’t worry, gay-boy. I will give you everything you need to fulfil your dreams. I will share you with my buddies in every possible way, but your dick, your pussy it’s all mine. Don’t worry about my buddies, yes, they are dominant fuckers and with Stefan it was different. I’m going to use every part of you to have fun myself after they had their way with you. You will love it all the way, because you are my boy!” I was ready for them to pleasure to their needs as long as Daniel was content with that. I looked at Daniel, “You like that, don’t you, boy? You want to be part of a gangbang?” The idea made me hot and Daniel slipped his hand over my belly and worked my slippery dick with his fingertips, He wanked me gently, so that my foreskin moved fully backwards and forwards over my wet cockhead. I got hard and felt horny, soon I knew wouldn’t be able to hold back for much longer. Daniel reached for my ball sack and massaged my bag firmly, making even heavier and hotter to hold back. I loved the feeling of my balls being rubbed. I realised that Daniel was also a skilled Master at this, and I was just his boy. Daniel forced me to beg so I begged him, “Please, take me, Master. Your slave boy needs to be filled by your cock, I want to feel your body in mine, Master,” and he knew I was telling the truth. I felt that my dick and ass belonged him. Daniel didn’t fuck me but teased my dick, stroking it softly and made me ready. He placed his thumb on the upper side of my dick and his fingers on the underside. Lightly, ever so lightly, he stroked me, moving the loose skin on my shaft up and down with a steady rhythm. My excitement was building with his light stroking and fondling and as it build up, I feel the first sign of an impending orgasm. He stopped stroking for a second or two to cup my balls, tightly stretched and up against the underside of my shaft. I panted with lust and Daniel smiled at me, he wiped a huge bead of pre-cum from the eye of my dick with the index finger of his hand before slipping it into my mouth. I tasted the mild saltiness of my own pre-cum. He released my balls and returned to stroking. The sexual tension within my body was awesome and Daniel slowly took me to the point where I was begging, “Please, let me cum. Sir!” he waited some seconds before he went on. As the feeling of impending orgasm was spread throughout my groin. I thrust up and down with his stroking while fantasising about his cock being buried in my boy pussy. Daniel’s hand easily slide up and down my shaft now, I was suffering for him. I had no more control over my emotions anymore and suddenly he ordered me, “Cum for me slave boy, shoot your load for your Master!” A few seconds later, I did. I panted and lost control, my dick fired my load and all my cum went over his crotch. When my spasms subsided, he forced me to stand up with my back to the him. Daniel got handcuffs and snapped them on to my wrists. He connected the wrist cuffs behind my back and turned me around again. “You made a pretty big mess, gay boy. Your load is all over my crotch. Lick it off. I want to see you eat every drop of your own jism.” I groaned and knelt between Daniel’s legs with my wrist secured on my back. “It feels like some of your boy cum dripped down my ass, too. Way down.” It was probably a lie but Daniel pulled my head deep into his crotch. For the next minutes, I licked him squeaky clean. Inside and out. I was helpless to resist his demands. Daniel pushed me back onto his bed. I was forced to lift my legs, he jerked my dick, played with my nipples, he stroked my dick. I caught my reflection in the mirror and gasped as Daniel’s finger entered me. “You really like to be fucked, gay boy, huh?” I choked back a moan and nodded, “Yes, Sir,” as his finger began to plunge in and out, stretching my pucker and going in deeper and deeper. I just took it. He watched me and I was in his power, he was my Master and could do everything to me. The worst part was, I was really enjoying it all the way. I discovered that being forced to surrender, made my desire even more compelling. I tried not to stare but I couldn’t help it, I watched myself in the mirror as I approach my second orgasm. This was so fucking hot, my wrist cuffed, my legs spread wide and on the air, wide open for him my ass open. I felt like a real slave boy and that felt good. He wiggled his finger around and I pushed it deeper, and soon he found my prostate gland. Daniel gently rubbed it, and I started to squirm, as he rubbed it faster and I yelled, “Ooooooh fuck,” the first blast of cum arched over my head, splattering the bed. The next two creamed my face, and Daniel laughed softly, “Good boy!” I was breathing in ragged gasps in the aftermath of my climax. I barely noticed as he proceeded to tie me spread-eagle to the bed. Being tied up and in his power was one of my fantasies of being used. He squatted over me and it was fucking hot as I was able to lick his sphincter to please him. Daniel was twisting my nipples very hard and I felt the sharp pain. He reached up grabbing my left nipple, he pulled and squeezed it at the same time. “I like how your nubs stand out, gay-boy, it makes it easier to grab onto them.” To proof that, he reached for my other nipple. Teasing it so that the nipple was erect, he pulled it from my chest. Trying to concentrate on his pucker, I tensed up feeling the pain. At the same time I heard my own slurping, licking and sucking sounds as my mouth was pressed against his ass hole. In the mirror I saw every detail, I lay there, spread-eagled with my mouth pressed on his ass, wrists and ankles cuffed to the four corners of his bed, his fingers on my nipples, my knees slightly bent, hips thrusting upward in a helplessly gesture, my dick jutting upward, a thread of drool seeping from my cock-head. I lay there with David’s ass planted firmly against my mouth. As I slurped, my hot pink tongue flickered in and out of his asshole. Daniel kept his ass crack and balls shaved, but most impressive of all was his man cock. Daniel’s cock was jutting up with a slight upward curve, crowned with a beautiful cock-head I was feeling everything, his ass, my humble position under him, my nipples on fire from the pulling and the stretching. Daniel’s cock bobbed slightly as he ground his ass harder against my face. Between our two dicks, my torso was cum drenched, each of us had obviously was dripping a lot of pre-cum. Our sperm had formed a pool, with sticky streams cascading onto his bed. Daniel untied my ankles and he pushed me down onto my back and at the same time he rose forward onto his knees. He forced my bakırköy travesti legs up and he rubbed his cock up and down my butt crack. He grabbed me by the waist and grind hard, humping against my ass until I felt his hot pre-cum spray against my lower back. Daniel’s pre-cum slowly dripped down, keeping me nicely lubed. I felt helpless, what could I do? I had to accept I was his boy now, his slave boy. He read me and said, “You feel my power but your surrender is nothing. It’s your struggle against it that can drive you mad. Accept it… welcome it… and it will set you free.” Daniel touched my skin and I shivered, “You don’t have to be afraid, I’ll take care of you. Let go, and give in to it. Let yourself drift. Wherever I take you, you want to go with me, you want to see what it`s like. Stop fighting with your body, your mind, just follow where wherever this leads you. Come with me, trust me. Feel everything I have to offer you, and welcome it.” Daniel’s words embraced me. He was setting me on fire, but I didn’t mind. I murmured, “I trust you, Daniel. Lead me the way.” Daniel slowly moved to the foot of his bed to which I was shackled. He straightened, reached forward, grasped my hips and pulled me roughly toward himself. He freed me of my bonds, secured my arms again, cuffed them over my head and as my butt reached the lower edge of the bed he quickly raised my legs up and wide. Daniel paused, looked at me, I was suddenly aware of my position, my imprisoned arms stretched above my head, my legs in the air. Bending down quickly once more, he grabbed a handful of lube. As he raised and grabbed my calves and put them on his shoulders, reaching between my legs into the crack between his butt cheeks. He quickly found my asshole and pushed a greased finger inside. My ass was still stretched and ready. He nudged my prostate and watched as I groaned with pleasure. Daniel withdrew, stepped back and I raised my head to look at his uncircumcised cock, poking from his trimmed pubic bush. He smiled down at me, peeled back his foreskin before he applied the lube to both head and shaft. I felt it deep in my balls, we were captor and captive, Master and slave. We were ready. He walked to his desk and open the drawer. “I know, gay boy, your cute little nipples are sensitive now, my fingers were just the beginning.” He showed me the alligator clamps, connected by a short chain. My eyes widen as I catched the sight of what he was holding up. Returning, he bent over me and fastened one clamp to my left nipple, turning the screw, I hissed with pain. He screwed the other clamp to his right nipple in the same fashion, tightening this one until I struggled in my bonds and a wail of anguish came from my throat. I writhed and twisted, my face contorted in pain. He bent down again and told me, “If you can’t take it, I’ll remove them. Just say Red, that will be your safe word.” There was a long pause, broken only by my ragged breathing. I was fighting the pain, but I was thrashing around, but was helpless in my bonds as my nipples felt on fire. It was nearly unable to bear the pain on my nipples, and I was crying for the agony to end. My dick betrayed me, it was hardening even further, waving back and forth during my struggling, glistening with more pre-cum. At last, I was able to shook my head from side to side. He nodded approvingly. “Good boy, I knew you could take it, gay boy.” Daniel rose and quickly moved into position, placing his cock against my asshole and pushing his pelvis forward, breaking through and sliding in rough and hard. I yelled again, momentarily distracted by this new pain. I was used to the penetration, though, and the invasion became quickly pleasurable. He went full force inside, deeper and deeper until his balls were pressed against my ass cheeks, steely hard in my bent position. He looked into my eyes, and saw the pain and pleasure on my face. I didn’t care anymore, I was a gay boy, his bottom, his submissive boy, his willing slave boy. Daniel reached around my legs, resting them on my shoulders and moved them toward my chest. I cried out in terror, but instead of tightening the clamps as I had feared, he flicked my nipples gently, rapidly, back and forth. I gasped and moaned, my head was thrashing, I was driven close to insanity by the simultaneous knifing pain and the strange pulses of pleasure from my nipples, which coursed through my entire body. My hands clenched and unclenched in their restraints. I felt it as his shaft went from my hole. He pulled back until only the head of his cock stayed inside, the glans stretched my sphincter, and he shoved it forward again, in one massive thrust. I cried out again as his body slammed into me. Holding my legs apart, I repeated the motion, over and over, gradually increasing in speed. He was in power, he was my Master. I raised my head, the pain from the clamps on my nipples momentarily forgotten as I watched the assault intently. I saw his stomach muscles working as he fucked me. After a while he slowed his motions and stretched full length on top of me, bending me almost double, my knees pressed against my chest. He slipped his right hand under my thigh and took hold of my dick, completely coated with my slick pre-cum. Simultaneously he resumed thrusting and stroking my dick, watching my face as he took me to climax. The friction of his ramming cock in my asshole, the deep, welling warmth from my prostate, the familiar pleasure of my dick being jacked and the continued burning pain from my tortured nipples. I yelled, “Please…!” I couldn’t hold out for long, I gave in to it. I whimpered louder and louder, wordless cries of lust, finally mixed into a wail of agony and triumph. I was defeated and needed it all the way. This was it! My dick came to life, expelling hard spurts of warm, sticky fluid over his hand and onto his heaving chest and stomach. I felt the release, and my dick was a fountain of joy. He quickly grabbed my face, smearing a handful of spunk onto my eyes, nose, cheeks and lips. My tongue licked my cum from his palm. My body was covered with cum, my asshole was gripping his cock convulsively in the throes of my own orgasm. All this sent him over the edge. Daniel closed his eyes and he gritted his teeth, hissing, “Fuck boy, take my load…” Daniel exploded in a bursting release, his body slamming down in one last involuntary thrust as he emptied himself deep in my guts. I was looking up at him and groaned, my body went from ecstasy back to suffering. Now that I had my own climax, I need to release in other ways. Daniel pulled out of me slowly, carefully. Still panting, he reached down and unscrewed the clamps squeezing my nipples, first the left, then the right. I shrieked as the blood rushed back into the nubs of flesh. He reached up and undid the buckles on the cuffs, releasing my arms. I sighed and lowered them to my sides, waiting. I wondered what he was going to do now. He leaned forward and down, taking my face in his hands and kissed me. “You did great, gay boy.” Tears well in my eyes as I heard the words of praise for which he has hungered so long. “You are an amazing bottom, Jordy.” Abruptly his arms grip me in a fierce embrace. We lie there, glued together by cum, our bodies rocking as we pressed urgently against one each other, “Let it go, gay boy. Let it all go…” We stayed locked together for a long time. Recovering from the exertion of our sex. I wrapped my arms around his back as he rested his chest against mine. My legs wrapped around his waist. I was still a little surprised but I worshipped Daniel and I did so without hesitation. He was a true master, not the rapist like his wresting buddies. “Okay, confession time, Jordy. You know you should have been offended by all what happened to you, but you came to me. You looked so happy as I used you in a real dominant way and I saw that expression on your face, which made me feel good too. No, that’s not all, it made me feel fucking awesome because I really wanted you to feel great being my submissive boy. My dick really wanted you to please you. What can I tell you? Maybe you are right what you think about me, maybe my brain is a little fucked up sometimes.” I just took his words in, too exhausted to thank him for everything he did. He was right and I felt the truth. I mumbled, “Yes, Master Daniel,” and we fell asleep smiling. I woke up and thought about him, that strange lovely Daddy in his cottage. This had been great, but I needed a real man and a safe place to stay. I took a shower and left Daniel. I jogged home, yes, I felt that way, going home. Thanks for ail