masteryaoi:straighthell-stories:Jeremywas sacked out on the bed, where he’d fallen asleep waiting fo
masteryaoi:straighthell-stories:Jeremywas sacked out on the bed, where he’d fallen asleep waiting for Hank, hisMaster, to get home from work. He’s spent the whole day cleaning theapartment from top to bottom, making sure everything was as it should be forthe party later tonight. He’d been naked the whole time he cleaned theplace, of course. Master didn’t like it when he wore clothes, so Jeremyhad gotten used to being naked pretty much 24/7. It didn’t bother himnearly as much as it had at first, though he was still pretty embarrassed whenhe had to answer the door in his all-together. He had to really fight theurge to cover up his boy-junk but he was getting better at that, too. He’d just repeat to himself what Master had told him - a cuntboy likeJeremy should never be shy about displaying his naked body; a cuntboy’s bodywas designed to be used and enjoyed by Real Men and the cuntboy had no right tohide any part of it under clothes regardless of how embarrassed he might bewhen Real Men scoped him out; and while a cuntboy might be allowed to wear justenough clothing when he left the apartment to avoid arrest for indecentexposure, a cuntboy was NEVER allowed to wear clothing when he was at home andwas NEVER to make any effort to cover up his worthless boy-junk. Still,it was hard not to be really embarrassed when he was fully boned-up whilesigning for a package.Jeremy was still adjusting hispsyche to accept his new role as a cuntboy. He’d known he was gay for along time, but he’d prided himself on being an exclusive top. Oh, he’dbeen fucked once or twice, early on right after he came out, when a bigger guypretty much insisted on it. But he hadn’t particularly enjoyed either thepain that it caused him or the feelings of subservience that washed over him asthe dude fucked his asshole. So, afteronly a few times bottoming, Jeremy had decided it wasn’t for him.He’d been an exclusive top forover five years when he met Hank in the front bar at Rustlers. He hadn’treally planned on hooking up with anyone that night, but he’d been drawn to theraw masculinity that Hank just exuded and after talking to Hank for only tenminutes found himself agreeing to go home with him. They’d gone toHank’s place and weren’t there more than ten minutes, making out, when Hank reachedaround, squeezed Jeremy’s left butt-cheek and mentioned how much he was lookingforward to fucking Jeremy’s ‘pussy.’ When Jeremy objected that hedidn’t get fucked, Hank gave him a long, fierce stare and said, “You donow, boy. You do now.”There was a brief struggle but injust minutes, Jeremy found himself face down on Hank’s bed, his legs spread farapart, taking the first dick up his pussy in five years. And it hurt. It hurt like a motherfucker. Way more than Jeremy remembered. Whichprobably wasn’t surprising since not only was Hank’s dick a good 8-inches inlength but it was exceptionally thick. And it didn’t help matters thatHank was fucking Jeremy with an unrestrained fury, ramming his big Man-meat inand out of Jeremy’s tender hole like it was a piston working in a juiced-upengine. At the time, Jeremy had thought that Hank was fucking him superhard as a way of punishing him for resisting being fucked. It didn’t takelong, however, for Jeremy to discover that this was the way Hank always fuckedboypussy - like a Man possessed. Jeremy had been squealing and attimes shrieking throughout Hank’s initial assault though those cries had beensomewhat muffled by the resounding echos of flesh slapping flesh which justseemed to fill the room as Hank’s groin smashed into Jeremy’s butt-cheeks at afrenzied clip. Jeremy was in agony as Hank fucked him and for the firsttime in his life was actually glad when the man suddenly bucked and shouted ashe emptied his balls deep inside Jeremy’s fuck-chute. But if Jeremythought his ordeal was over he was quickly disabused of that idea when Hankstarted fucking him again just minutes after getting his first nut. And,if anything, this second assault was more painful and violent than the first. ThoughJeremy didn’t know it at the time, his education was just beginning.Hank fucked him all night long -and the entire next day and that night too. By the time the man finallycalled it quits around noon of the second day, Jeremy’s hole had been poundedinto mush and his entire body was aching from his two-day fuck session. But even before Jeremy could begin to really process what had justhappened to him, Hank turned to him, “Boy, get your lazy ass out of bedand go fix me breakfast. I want four strips of bacon, three eggs overeasy, and four pieces of toast, lightly buttered. You’ll find all thestuff in the fridge. Now, get going, bitch. I’m hungry.” Andwith that he delivered a resounding slap to Jeremy’s naked ass.Jeremy thought of refusing; oftelling Hank just where to get off, of telling the man to go fuck himself. But what he did was get up and make Hank breakfast as he’d been orderedto do. And he knelt there, as directed, meekly alongside the seated manas Hank ate the breakfast Jeremy had prepared and then, when Hank was finishedeating and the man placed the plate on the floor and said, “Eat up, boy,you need to keep your energy up,” Jeremy lowered his face to the plate andlicked up the remnants that Hank hadn’t eaten - a scrap of egg-white, half apiece of bacon and a piece of toast. Part of Jeremy couldn’t believe hewas doing this but another part of Jeremy, the part that Hank had somehowtapped into, felt that it was only right that he was on all fours eating like adog, that he should be grateful that the Man had fed him at all, that he shouldbe happy that his pussy had been able to provide the Man with pleasure. Hank watched the boy lap up his food with a knowing smile.When Jeremy was finally allowedto return home a week later, it was only to clean out his apartment and disposeof all those items he’d no longer be needing. He’d already quit his jobas Master had ordered and now he was severing the last threads tying him to hispast life. He was Master’s cuntboy now and the only thing that matteredwas doing Master’s bidding. Which is exactly what Jeremy wasdoing as he lay on Master’s bed awaiting his return. Normally, of course,Jeremy would be on the floor, where cuntboys usually sleep. But Masterhad ordered him to sleep on the bed when he was getting a quick nap in rightbefore Master’s return from another hard day at work. Master liked to seehim that way when he entered the bedroom, all naked and vulnerable, and thisway Master could ram his big cock balls-deep into his cuntboy’s ass beforeJeremy was even fully awake and before he had any chance to prepare himself. Master just loved hearing Jeremy squeal in agony the way he had thatfirst time he fucked him and this was the closest Master could come to makingJeremy relive the shock and pain that had accompanied Master’s first assault onhis pussy. As for Jeremy, well he wasabsorbed in a pleasant dream. He was dreaming that he was lying naked onMaster’s bed awaiting Master’s return so that Master could fuck his cunt firstthing when he arrived back home. And just the prospect of that made Jeremy’spussy quiver and moisten up in anticipation. Jeremy’s transformation fromtop to cuntboy had been a complete success.JUSTE UN BETAIL HUMAIN I wish I was Jeremy KIK 4BlkMstr -- source link