Ron and I were naked. We squatted in the middle of the room, back-to-back with our elbows linked and our legs spread as far apart as they could go. Ella and Mary wanted to show their audience what good sluts we were so she didn't tie our thighs apart. We were expected to keep our legs open and our cocks on display simply because we were sluts. We did as expected.
"Cocks up sluts!" Ella said and reached down to fondle Ron's big balls. "Stick those fuck-sticks out! It's time to give these women a taste of what they can expect!" Ella ran both hands along Ron's boner. Ron grunted and shoved his hips forward like the inarticulate cock-slut he had become.
Mary tapped my shaft lightly with her leather crop and slid the whip up and down along the underside of my erection. I grunted in spite of myself and slowly began fucking the crop that my cock was resting on. I had been edged so many times over the evening that I would have cum from fucking air. Mary watched my face and smiled. She knew I would not disappoint her.
Ron and I were the centre attraction for a group of about twelve women, who had played with us all evening and had hung around to watch us perform. Ella and Mary were going to make Ron and I cum at the same time. Apparently the ability to do that was a sure sign of a well-trained slut. Almost all of the women had already made some kind of arrangement with our host to "date" us. One wanted Ron every Thursday afternoon, delivered naked and restrained. Another client named Dona-Louisa scheduled three hours every second day with me. She was practising cock riding and she intended to eventually enter me in a slut race of some kind. But first she needed to practise a lot.
Our positioning highlighted our genitals that stood out between our legs like tools about to be used. Our cocks had been kept hard through hours of constant stimulation by many hands throughout the evening. We were more than ready to cum as soon as allowed. Ella stood beside Ron and petted his big cock. Ron stiffened another half-inch and the women murmured their approval.
"These sluts are on display for your appraisal," Ella's voice rang through the room. "They are available to rent! If you have enjoyed playing with them tonight, and have not already done so, speak with Mary of myself after the show to arrange regular date times." Two middle-aged women sitting in front of me consulted their phone calendars. One of them reached forward and ran her hand up and down my cock. She glanced up at Mary standing beside me.
"I'm going to want him one evening a week," she stated firmly. "Deliver him naked, gagged and plugged." Her hand began pumping my cock. I shoved my ass forward as hard as I could, hoping she wouldn't stop. "Use a large butt-plug, he's going to need to get used to being ass-fucked a lot," she grinned.
"Of course," Mary said. "You are one of our most important customers Lucinda. Would you like to make this slut cum tonight? Ella can make the other cock sync with this one." Mary sounded professional, even conversational, as though she were talking about letting Lucinda cut a ceremonial ribbon.
Ella and Mary had made us practise cumming together, in anticipation of tonight's demonstration. I felt Ron's back and buttock muscles tighten against mine. I knew he was close. Lucinda's hand picked up speed and I fucked back harder. I felt Ron's muscles tighten as I pushed off the edge. Ron bellowed and shot an arc of cum through the air. At the same time Mary grabbed my face in her hands.
"Cum now slut!" She commanded. I grunted loudly and erupted in Lucia's expert hand.
The women clapped. The sluts had proven their worth. We were submissive male whores who could be bought and used for their pleasure, so much better than sex toys.
...
Ron was busy with Gabriella, Dona-Louisa's friend that enjoyed using Ron as a whipping boy. Literally. She rented Ron twice a week to satisfy her craving and to show him off to her friends. His cock had become legendary among the select group of women that hung out at Anita's expansive apartment on the top floor of a low-rise building on the beach. Anita facilitated the exploitation of male sluts by hosting "date parties" where the women congregated to make use of the men made available to them by their wives or girlfriends.
This evening Anita was amusing a few friends by stripping a young man in his early 20's. Music played seductively in the background while the youth removed his last piece of clothing and perched nervously on a small platform surrounded by four or five very horny Mexican women.
"Dance slut!" Anita demanded, slightly annoyed with this young slut who obviously required more training before being displayed in public. His owner should have known better. The slut began to move with the music. With some encouragement from Anita's riding crop he took his hands away from his genitals and began undulating his hips in time to the stripper music.
"Hands on top of your head Puta," Anita directed. "Now pump your slut ass like you were being allowed to fuck," she grinned. "That's right, now smile Puta. You're here for our pleasure, so look like you're enjoying yourself. Her crop tapped the semi-erect cock bobbing in front of her.
"Make this stiffer. I want to see a full hard-on when you're dancing for us." One of the women giggled and reached out to fondle the slut's ass.
"Slap it," Anita said. 'He'll move faster if you slap that ass."
"SMACK!" One of the older women slapped the young slut across the buttocks and made him yelp.
"Dance faster slut!" she demanded. Anita's guests sat enthralled by the scene of depravity unfolding before them. The smiling young man with the very erect cock danced for his audience. He knew he would be doing much more than dancing before the evening was over.
"I have a surprise for you this evening," Anita announced. "As many of you know, two more sluts have been added to our stable here in sunny Puerto Bello. Tonight we have one of them for our amusement," she smiled.
There was a slight rustling of chairs and murmurs of surprise as Anita led me into the room on a leash, naked except for my collar, my cock ring and an ass plug. Anita directed me to the floor with her crop. On my hands and knees, Anita unclipped my lead and rested her foot on my back.
"While the white boy provides visual stimulation, the slut crawling on the floor will satisfy you with his mouth and tongue. Of course you are welcome to help yourselves to his cock and ass anytime."
A slight push with her foot sent me toward the first woman. I crawled to her and pushed her knees apart gently with my face. Her thighs parted easily and she sighed as my tongue found her slit.
The 'boy' was trying to comply with Anita's instruction but he was constantly being interrupted by hands reaching out to stroke his cock and fondle his ass, now pumping rhythmically in time to the bump and grind melody playing softly.
The woman I was licking whimpered and pushed my face deeper into her pussy.
"CRACK!" Anita's crop landed sharply on my bare ass. "Move on slut, there are many more pussies to satisfy." I pulled my face reluctantly away from the moaning middle-aged woman and crawled to the next patron. The boy on stage was starting to grunt from all the stroking he was receiving. Swaying to the music, hands patted and slapped his ass while two different women played with his cock and balls. He was ready to give them a different kind of show.
"Let's make him cum!" One on the women decided. "Pump my hand slut!" she commanded. Now desperate for release, the dancing slut fucked her fist frantically. Anita reached forward and cracked her crop across his ass and the slut moved faster.
"Fuck faster! Give my friends a real show," Anita directed. Grunting and moaning uncontrollably, the dancing slut stopped swaying to the music and focused on cuming for his handler.
I crawled toward the open legs of the next woman. My wet face slid between her thighs and lapped at the vertical pink slit set into the mound of black curly hair. Many of the Mexican women among Anita's friends did not see any point to trimming their pussies, although they insisted that their male sluts be clean-shaven. The olive-skinned young woman I was licking squirmed in her chair as I found her nubby brown clit and sucked on it gently. Someone else's hands parted my buttocks.
"Spread!" Anita commanded. I arched my ass into the air and spread my knees obediently. Her hand closed around my semi-erect cock and began hardening it.
"Let's see which slut has a bigger fuck-stick," she said thickly.
Before she could compare, the boy on stage gave in to the relentless fondling and erupted all over the woman jacking him off. Anita rushed to the assistance of her guest.
"You inconsiderate little slut!" she admonished the exhausted boy, trembling naked on his little stage with cum still oozing from his partially deflated cock.
