usemeinva: How I Became a Fag Slave…… and Learned to Love It.by usemeinvaChapter 52 “Now faggot.”I
usemeinva: How I Became a Fag Slave…… and Learned to Love It.by usemeinvaChapter 52 “Now faggot.” I looked to Master, he nodded, kissed me on the forehead and said he would see me in our room when this was all over. As I started to follow the man who was one of the ones that made the video advertising the event last weekend Master tapped me on my heart and then his own. It was his way of reminding me that regardless of what was to happen to me to keep my eyes on him even if I wouldn’t see him and he would keep his on me even though he wouldn’t be seeing me either. But I’m jumping ahead let me go back to explain how I ended up here about to be lead out to the center of the basketball arena packed with men about to watch me get beaten and who knows what else. Let’s go back to last Monday morning. After breakfast Master brought me back to his room and set me down and started telling me his story: “I hadn’t planned to tell you all of this but I think you have the right to know the whole truth.” “But Master, I am your slave. I don’t have rights to anything.” “Shhh, Ben. None of that matters right now. I need you to know the whole story, so bear with me. Right when I visited you at the school just before Christmas and saw how you reacted at seeing me, jumping into my arms, I realized that I felt the same way about you too. I realized then that our relationship was going to change from that point on. I didn’t want to hurt you as much I didn’t want to force you as much. I just wanted to love you and have you love me. But legally you are still my property and that creates problems with that but I figured we could work around those issues. So I told my parents how I feel about you that I loved you and want you to be part of my life forever and I didn’t want to have to leave you somewhere whenever I came home. They totally freaked out that they weren’t going to have a faggot in the family that I could leave then and never come back. So I’ve been staying here in the dorm since with special permission. However when I got here I panicked I was alone and on my own with no family support I had some savings but didn’t think it would last us long. It was the money I had gotten for loaning you to the school. So in my panic I approached some guys about a loan to provide us a safety net. They readily agreed but I knew even with a job I wouldn’t be able to make payments to repay the load. The men said that they were interested in repayment they wanted you for unlimited use for a week. I was able to negotiate it down to the forty-eight hours. I still felt guilty but I took the money and invested it and got really lucky. The stock jumped in price ten times in just a few days. I cashed out of that stock and reinvested in a few more stocks that did very well also. As of now we will have plenty of money to last the rest of my life and to set you up for the rest of yours after I’m gone. I am sorry for ‘selling’ you but I was scared and I promise that I will make it up to you.” I hugged Master, “I’m so sorry about your family, Master. That’s just not right. Don’t worry about the loan repayment. I belong to you. You can use me as you please. It will be my honor to serve you in any way that makes your life easier.” Master hugged me back and held me for the longest time. When he was done we called the Headmaster of the school and he suggested that I get some basic courses under my belt because they will make the more advanced courses easier. So Master said I would take a math and English composition course. I would also take a biology course, intro psychology and a weight training course. Later that afternoon we visited the new student advisor for the school and Master explained his wishes for me. The advisor was more than willing to work with us especially after he fucked my holes. He did say that there was one problem. Two of the professors was not going to be willing to have a naked student in his class as a distraction for the rest of the students. As a slave I was required to be naked at all times. We would need to meet with Campus Security to see if there was a way to get around that. The next day we met with the Head Security Officer who after receiving head from me said there was a way. He explained that I would be required to receive a beating with a leather strap over every inch of my body while suspended by my ankles. This would be repeated five times. I thought that wasn’t so bad but he added that my Master would have to endure the same while suspended my his wrists. Before Master could speak I asked if I could take his punishment as well. The Security Officer said that was possible but the number of times would be doubled. I looked to Master and nodded. He smiled. Master asked when this was to happen. He was told that it must happen Friday after classes ended. The problem was that was when I was to report to begin my 48 hours of service to pay off Master’s loan. Master made a quick phone call to the men and quickly nodded that it would be fine. I thought Master had delayed my 48 hour service but a plan was in the works to turn my beating into a major event as part of my service it would take place in the basketball arena with pay-per-view viewing. The school loved the plan because they would get forty percent of the proceeds of the event. The men would get fifty percent and Master would receive the remaining ten. The men also decided they could auction off a few sessions with me to start off the 48 hours the first 3 sessions would be immediately after the beating right there on the floor of the arena. That is where I was headed now. I followed the men. My cage collar and cuffs had been removed at the men’s request. Master said he couldn’t want to watch and I was glad of he wasn’t going to see what was going to happen. He was going back to the room and waiting for me. He was out of sight but I still saw him with every step I took. Soon enough I stepped onto the floor of the arena. Flashes went off everywhere taking the photo of the unfortunate faggot that was to meet his given fate. Apparently the audience already knew why this was happening because I heard no announcements. I looked up and saw my image on the big screen above the floor. Instead of leading me directly to the center where my beating would take place they walked me around the edge of the floor presumably to allow the bidders for the first sessions with me to get a better look. After the walk was complete I was led to the center of the arena and two chains were lowered. First I was instructed to hold out my wrists and each one was hit with the leather strap ten times on the top and bottom before the leather cuff which the chains would be attached to for raising me off the floor. Once the chains were attached the chains went back up and I was hanging by my wrists a good four feet from the ground. The process was repeated as before again I barely noticed the pain. This time when I was lowered they weren’t quite as gentle and I hit the ground with a thud. I wasn’t offered assistance but was told to stand with my hands on the top of my head. An auctioneer came out and proceeded to auction the “first use” off. The eventual winner came down and unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. I was ordered to suck him and get him hard before he bred my ass. Once he was done I was order to suck the winner’s cock clean of his cum and my ass juices. The second winner wanted to whip me and use my mouth as a urinal. I’ll admit the whip did hurt a lot especially after the beating. The third had a gel of some sort applied to my body and electrodes were attached to my balls and my fingers and toes. The electrodes were turned on and I received random shocks while he fucked my hole. Again once he was done I had to clean his cock with my tongue. That was the last of the “users” that would use me on the arena floor I was taken to a room underneath the stands that was part bedroom and part torture chamber. The man in charge said I would have a short break while they arranged the next men in order to use me. As soon as he left I dropped to the floor and passed out. -- source link