Abused and Used - the Night Ends

So, here I was, sitting at a small table in a hotel room with a man named Leon. I had been here with him for two and a half hours and we had three and a half hours left on our stay. I was wearing thigh high stockings, a cock cage, ankle and wrist restraints, a collar with a very short leash attached to it and that was all. Leon had just finished his anal conquest of me and we were taking a few minutes to catch our breath. I had certainly been well used, but not used

up

by any means.

"You cool?" he asked me.

"Absolutely. That was awesome. I can't wait to see what's next."

"You won't have to wait very long. I'm gonna fuck you up. In a good way, of course." Leon said with a smirk.

Leon's cock ring sat on the table, awaiting more action. I could relate. His cock was semi-flaccid and still looked absolutely gorgeous. He was a very dominant man, and that is exactly what I like. And he was doing a great job of dominating me. He must have really been in the mood tonight.

"You think you're gonna make the full six hours?" Leon asked.

"Fuck yes," I answered "No way I'm leaving early. I'm having

way

too much fun."

"That's what I like to hear. I think we should stay in touch," he said, "this is too good to not do regularly."

"I agree one hundred percent." I responded.

"I like the idea of having my own faggot slut," he said, "You like the idea of being my faggot slut? I know you do. I can tell you like a man to put you in your place, to show you how it's gonna be. All skanky trash like you enjoys that. You'll also be my personal jizz mop. I know you would love that."

"I would love that for sure. I want you to keep using me that way. I love your cum." I said.

Leon reached for his cock ring, stood up and starting putting it back on. I knew this meant the time was at hand for some more abuse. I was very eager to get started. I had a hunger for his cock to be in me, whatever entrance he chose, a strong desire to serve this man and his lovely cock.

"Okay," Leon said, "Get the fuck up and get to the bed. Playtime is over. Hurry up, you piece of shit. I mean it."

I got out of my chair without a word and rushed over to the bed. Leon grabbed the leash that was hanging from the collar I was wearing and pulled me close to his face. He looked at me for a couple of seconds, then spit in my face. That was followed by a forceful smack on the cheek. He silently grabbed me by the arms and threw me on the bed.

"Lie face down," Leon demanded, "You were one step too slow. I'm gonna take care of that."

He reached in his gym bag and, looking in the mirrored closet doors, I could see he had retrieved a paddle. I guess I was in for it now, and that was fine with me. I was more than ready for his domination to continue, whatever form it may take.

Leon attached my ankle restraints to the straps coming from under the bed, and did the same with the wrist restraints. I was now completely at his mercy, and there was nowhere else I wanted to be.

"Okay, you little bitch," Leon said, "get yourself ready 'cause it's time for some discipline. Just in case you start to think maybe you have a mind of your own, that you can do something without being told, I'm gonna make sure you never make those mistakes."

Leon tapped me very lightly on the ass with his paddle. It barely registered. The next tap was bit bit harder, but nothing much. I assume he was testing the waters before leaning into it. I turned my head to the other side of the room, away from the mirrors, because I didn't want to be able to anticipate each smack of the paddle. From prior experience, I knew it would be much better this way.

Now Leon gave me a good smack on my left cheek with his paddle. This one had some sting to it. He gave my right cheek one to match.

"You like that, you dirty little bitch?" He asked.

"Yes, I like it very much." I responded.

Leon ran the paddle across my ass with smooth and easy strokes, then it rose and fell rapidly, forcefully, landing right in the center of my ass. He continued caressing my ass with his paddle and striking occasionally, no doubt making my ass a bright hue of crimson. He now climbed on the bed and knelt behind me and began to hit a bit more forcefully, without the caressing, just punishment and the delightful stinging, burning sensation of an ass thoroughly spanked.

He set the paddle aside for a moment and spread my ass with both hands. His tongue was now doing the caressing. It was quite a contrast from the beating I had just taken and it felt spectacular as his tongue slid across my asshole, occasionally probing inward and sending shivers down my spine. He ate my ass as a starving man would devour a meal. I could take this for hours.

It was not to last that long, however. Leon grabbed his paddle, gave my ass one more smack for good measure and rose from the bed. He walked to the head of the bed and put his paddle under my chin. He used it to raise my head up and stuck his rock hard cock in my mouth.

"Suck some of this." he said. That was something I never needed to be told twice. I took him into my mouth and he slowly began fucking it. I delighted in the sensation of his manhood having it's way with my mouth, positioning my tongue so his cock would glide over it both on it's way in and it's way out, enjoying the full texture of his veiny intruder, loving the shape and absolute hardness of this very welcome trespasser.

He took his cock out of my mouth and gave me his balls in their place. He rubbed his scrotum against my lips and I let my tongue begin to explore the wrinkled sack whose contents produced the manly seed I adored so much. Slowly, one testicle made it's way into my mouth, and then the other. I was massaging them with my tongue as best I could, being that my mouth was just about filled to capacity. The feel of a mouth full of testicles is one I often long for.

He withdrew his balls and rubbed them all around my face. The feeling of his saliva soaked balls against the skin of my face was a feeling like no other. It was not only unique, but left his manly musk on my face very effectively, ensuring that I would stay as horny as I could possibly be.

I was next smacked hard across the face with seven and a half inches of rock hard dick. It stung and I loved it. He smacked me with it on the other side of my face. It stung equally and I loved it just as much. Leon grabbed the top of my head, his fingers extending over my forehead, and yanked my head up to face him.

"Now you smell like a queer. You love smelling like cock and balls, don't you, homo? What a slut you are. You deserve to be treated like shit. You deserve to be smacked around like a filthy whore." He gave me a good, hard smack in the face with his hand, and then spit in my face and shoved my head back onto the pillow.

"Wow," he said, "that ass is bright red. That's okay, I have something for that ass." He strode to the foot of the bed and rummaged around in his gym bag. I turned my head to look at the mirrored doors so I would have some idea of what kind of abuse was in store for me.

He climbed on the bed and was kneeling between my outstretched legs. He had a string of anal beads in his hand. He grabbed the bottle of lube that was on the bed and emptied some onto his hand, then applied a generous amount to my hole. He wiped the beads through his hand to get the remaining lube on them and then wiped his hand clean on my ass.

I had experienced anal beads before. They could be very pleasurable, but that was entirely dependent on the skill of the person inserting them. I have had good and bad times with these, but I had full confidence that Leon knew what he was doing

The beads themselves were made of what looked like stainless steel in graduating sizes from one to the next, eight in all. They were connected by what seemed to be a piece of string but was actually be a cord of silicone. On the end was a ring that looked like what you would find on a key ring.

He began to insert the first bead. It was rather small, and went in with no resistance at all. They had to be steel or something similar, because they were quite cold. The next bead went in and that, too was small enough that it didn't feel like much of anything. The third one popped in and it made it's presence know to a slight degree.The fourth one was in and it was a bit wider still, sort of like a small thumb. Half of the beads were in and this is where they got a bit larger. The fifth one I felt for sure. The sixth was wider still, and the seventh felt like someone inserting three fingers. Finally, the eighth and last one. This one took a bit of coaxing on Leon's part. It was wide, not quite as wide as his cock, but close enough. Now they were all in.

Leon left the bed and walked back up to the head of the bed. I turned my head so I would be facing him. His cock was right in my face when my head was turned. He grabbed the leash and yanked me toward him.

"I'm gonna fuck your face now, cunt," he said, "You're gonna open up and take what I have for you, and you're gonna like, just like a faggot should." He was right about that, this faggot was definitely going to like it.

I opened up and Leon spit in my mouth. Then, he entered immediately, forcefully, ramming his hard cock down my throat. I had my head to the side and Leon pressed it down into the pillow with his hand as he fucked my mouth. I was about to gag, but his in and out motions were quick enough that I didn't quite reach that point. My eyes were beginning to tear a little and saliva was dripping out of my mouth and onto the pillow and his scrotum. As his balls accumulated my spit, I could feel the moisture every time they slapped against my face.

Leon reach over and I felt him grab the ring on the beads. He was gently tugging on it and teasing my hole with the largest bead. He let it come about half way out and then shoved it back in. He did this without breaking the rhythm of the facial abuse he was doling out. My mouth was full of the taste of his manhood and the cock ring he was wearing. I was anticipating the taste of his cum. I wanted more of his hot, savory seed in my mouth, to swallow down to join his other loads, which were beginning to accumulate in my stomach.

Leon now popped the large bead out completely and shoved it right back in, giving my burning ass a good smack after he completed his task. Now, with his right hand still holding my head firmly to the pillow, he grabbed my throat with his left hand and applied a little pressure. It wasn't a lot of pressure, I could still breathe, but it was enough that I could feel my face starting to redden a bit and breathing took a slight bit more effort.

Then he said "That's right, bitch, you do what I want you to, and that's it. I'm in control. You're nothing but a thing for me to use and abuse as I see fit. This is where you belong, spread out on a bed, servicing my cock. You're nothing but a faggot slut to be used for my pleasure. A skank that lives to be used and abused for my entertainment, to get me off and do only as you're told. You're a worthless, dirty homo that's only good for your abuse-able holes and taking load after load of cum. I own you bitch, you do what

I

want, you think about pleasing

me

and that's it. Your only concern in life is how to make me cum. Just another slutty queer-boy sex toy that was made for taking cock and soaking up cum.

"

I could tell that saying these things got him very excited. I could feel it in his hands, and in the way he fucked my face. It was all more intense during and after his verbal abuse. It excited me, as well. I loved to be verbally abused, especially when a man was in either of my holes and very much in control, and Leon was quite good at it. He not only knew what to say, but how to say it. He was forceful and believable. He sounded like he meant exactly what he said. It's much better for me that way.

Leon released my throat and grabbed the ring on the anal beads again. He didn't tease with them this time, he simply held on to the ring. His exploits in my mouth seemed to be coming to a boiling point. The hand that was holing my head onto the pillow was now undoing the wrist restraint on this side of the bed. He withdrew from my mouth and climbed up on the bed, straddling me, and released the other wrist. He turned and moved down the bed and unfastened both ankle restraints and said "Turn over and sit up."

Of course, I did as I was told. He grabbed me under the arms and pulled me up to the headboard and leaned my back right up against it, with me still in a sitting position and my legs outstretched. He re-entered my mouth and held my head by the sides, fucking my mouth with a definite goal in mind. I could feel the moisture of his saliva soaked balls crashing into my chin with every inward stroke. I grabbed his firm thighs, one in each hand, to enjoy the feeling of his momentum as he fucked my face with reckless abandon.

He pulled out of my mouth and said "Lie down." I did. He now climbed on top of me in a sixty-nine position with him on top, naturally, and let his cock find it's way back into my mouth. He began fucking my mouth in this position and grabbed the ring of the anal beads again, pulling with just a slight bit of pressure, leaving the beads fully on the inside.

Leon reach down under his belly and grabbed hold of his cock while still fucking my face. Several thrust later he said "Alright bitch, it's gonna be soon. Get ready for it. I want you to get every drop of it on your skanky face and in your slutty mouth. Get ready. Fuck, here it comes, here it comes...Fuck yeah!"

With that, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and aimed it in the general direction of my face. I left my mouth wide open to receive what he had for me and his first stream of hot, wet cum splashed my face while also getting a generous portion in my mouth. Simultaneously, he yanked all of the beads out of my ass in one long pull. This was new to me and I loved the multiple sensations occurring at the same time. It was a delight for my senses and it felt wonderful.

His next wave of cum also splattered my face with creamy white fluid that also landed a good portion in my mouth. I was holding the cum in my mouth so I could revel in the flavor and the luscious, gooey, oyster like feeling as it sat puddled on my tongue.

He said "Yeah, that's right, fag, take my cum. Get it all. Ahh. Yeah, take that whole load, you fuckin' faggot. You cum guzzlin' bitch." Several spurts later and I was again a cum soaked mess, my eyes were burning and I felt cum running down all over the sides of my face, my chin and my neck.

Leon turned around and sat between my legs. He looked at me and said "You are one sloppy looking cum rag. I like it, it's starting to make me hot again already. You are very good at fulfilling your purpose in life. A jizz covered faggot. Here, suck on this."

He put the anal beads in my mouth and held on to the ring while they were inside. He said "How's that, you like the taste of your ass? I bet you do, you little homo. This is hot, watching you suck on those straight out of your ass. You might be sucking on something else straight out of your ass in a little while, so, get used to it."

Leon pulled the beads out of my mouth slowly and got up off the bed. He walked over towards the table and said "Come on. Let's sit over here 'til I'm ready for some more of you." I got up off the bed and went over to join him at the table. As I sat down, he handed me another wad of paper towels. I wiped myself off a bit after collecting what I could and depositing it in my mouth, hoping to receive a clue as to what might be next.

Leon said "Man, you took a pretty good beating just now. You okay?"

"Of course," I said, "I live for this kind of stuff. I told you earlier, don't hold back. I don't get this kind of abuse every day and I want to really get into it and enjoy when I do."

"To be honest," Leon said, "I don't run into many guys who'll take the kind of abuse that you're taking. They say they will, but early on there's always something. It's either 'Don't call me that' or 'Don't fuck my mouth like that' or 'Don't fuck me so hard' or 'Don't cum on my hair...or in my eye' or some shit. But you... you take everything I give and look for more. I'm definitely gonna be calling you a lot. Thank God I found your number and remembered who you were."

"Thank God, for sure. Please, call me whenever you want. If I'm not available, we'll set something up." I said.

"You'll definitely be hearing from me, you can count on that. As a matter of fact, get your ass over to the bed so I can show you

why

you're gonna be hearing from me a lot. I think it's about time for me to stretch that ass out and tear it up some more. Get movin', faggot."

He stood and was putting his cock ring back on. I quickly went to the bed and sat on the edge, awaiting further orders.

Leon came over and said "On your back. Bitch." I was on my back in seconds and my wrists were swiftly attached to the straps from under the bed. Leon moved between my legs and put one up over each shoulder. He grabbed his cock and began rubbing it's head against my hole in a teasing fashion. It felt wonderful, but not as wonderful as that initial insertion would be.

"Are you ready for more dick?" he asked.

"I will always be ready for that." I replied. He continued rubbing the head against my hole and then began slapping my hole with his fully hardened cock. He pressed against my entrance lightly, with just the tip, and then rubbed it some more and gave a few more slaps with his cock, making a very enticing, fleshy sound. Finally, I felt the head press against my hole and begin to enter. This time, he slid in smoothly and easily, filling me with his manhood almost immediately.

He balanced himself on one arm as he began to fuck my ass. With his free hand, he grabbed my face from under my chin. "You like taking dick, don't you. Just like the faggot slut you are." he said. He spit in my face and continued. "Nothing but a skanky piece of shit, only good for fucking and sucking. You're gonna get fucked now, that's for sure. You're gonna take this dick in any way I feel like giving it." He was fucking me harder and harder and my pleasure was growing and growing.

Leon pulled out and undid the wrist restraints, grabbed the leash hanging from my collar and said "Get the fuck up. You're coming over here with me." He dragged me over to the table and swept everything off the top and bent me over it. I stretched my arms across the top of the table and tightly gripped the far side of it, anticipating what was to come. He spit twice on my hole and re-entered me and began to fuck with a hard, steady tempo. He kicked my feet to the sides to spread my legs even farther apart and gave me a good slap on the ass. With a tight grasp on my hips, he gradually increased the pace of his relentless onslaught, fucking me hard and fast, his balls slapping mine with every stroke.

Leon slowed and then withdrew. He said "Stay right where you are, don't you fuckin' move." He stepped away and I heard him rummaging around in his bag. He came back to the table and told me to stand up. As I did, he put a leather harness on me. It went over my shoulders and across my chest and back. It had a metal ring on both the front and back. Leon took the leash from the collar and attached to the ring on the back of the harness.

Once he had the harness set up to his liking he picked up the other item he had brought over from his bag. It was a ball gag, which he quickly put into place in my mouth and strapped tight around the back of my head.

"Okay, bitch," Leon said, "now get your ass over to the window." I obediently walked over to the large windows and awaited further instructions. Leon came to me and said "Turn around and face me." I did as I was told.