Dating App Victim

The two women dressed me. First a white lace bra complete with padded boobs. This was followed by matching white lace knickers with a white garter belt to which were clipped white satin tights. Over this went a yellow gingham checked dress. A shoulder length blond wig was glued to my head and red lipstick and black eyeliner carefully applied.

 A photo was taken as the two women declared that I was presented just as their client had requested. When I said I desperately needed the toilet they just laughed.

At that moment the door opened and a man entered. He must have been 6ft 6inches tall and as he was naked I could see he was enormously well endowed; in fact I had never seen a cock so large!

‘Our slave is prepared as you requested’, one of the women said bowing to the man. He smiled a smile that seemed cold as he dismissed the two women with a wave of his hand.

Once the door closed he turned to me; ‘So Tom, have you enjoyed your time?’ I shook my head and he laughed, but again it was a cold laugh, no humour at all.

‘Turn round!’ he commanded and when I complied he bound my wrists and elbows together. I gasped as my elbows came together. He made me kneel in front of him and as his erect cock was in front of my face I realised what he wanted. I was not prepared for him to force its entire length down my throat and I gagged as he did so.

‘Make it good’, he said and I used my lips as best I could. The bolt through my tongue must have provided an extra stimulation because in no time he fired sperm down my throat before withdrawing. ‘Not a bad start!’ was his verdict.

Once I was pulled to my feet he attached a rope that was hanging from a hook in the ceiling to the ring at the back of the collar around my neck. He spread my legs and tied each ankle to a bolt in the floor.

‘Comfortable?’ he asked and I said nothing; what was the point! and anyway when he forced a gag into my mouth I couldn’t say anything. When he inflated the rubber gag it didn’t just fill my mouth but I retched as it was forced down my throat as well.

I watched as he pulled on what looked like boxing gloves and then he stood in front of me. With lightening speed one gloved fist crashed into my bloated stomach. I retched and felt bile rising in my throat but the gag prevented me being sick and I had to swallow it.

His other fist drove into my stomach and then he pummelled my erect cock and balls before moving behind me. More blows rained down on my kidneys. The blows were hard but he wasn’t out of breath.

Eventually he stopped and removed the gloves and collected a pair of scissors. It didn’t take many cuts to remove the clothes I was wearing leaving me naked. He reached between my legs and pulled out the dildo that had been sealing my arse followed by the plug in my urethra.

The gloves went back on and he resumed battering my stomach only this time his attack as rewarded with a fountain of urine which burned my blooded urethra, not that I could stop it once it started. Nor could I prevent my bowels opening. It was actually a blessed relief to get rid of what I had been forced to ingest.

Once it was clear I was empty he dragged a bench over and positioned in front of me. He then released the rope holding me to the ceiling and bent me forward to lie on the wooden table. Leather straps held me in position.

I watched as he stroked his cock and then, as if it wasn’t thick enough he pulled a rubber sheath over the shaft which doubled its thickness whilst leaving the bulbous head free,

He walked behind me and I tried to close my sphincter but the cuts made to the muscles prevented that. He wasn’t bothering with lubrication, he simply positioned himself and drove in hard.

The stallion had been bad but brief; this was bad and far from brief. He seemed able to delay his orgasm almost indefinitely. He forced his entire length inside me and withdrew only to crash back in again. He changed his angle of attack widening my hole as he did so. The pain was severe but the gag prevented any noise.

Eventually I felt his release and even that seemed to go on forever. How much sperm could a man produce?