At the end of a long night of fucking, after Jim had finished thrashing out his repressed frustrations on my ass and his orgasm had drained away his wrath; along with a flood of his semen into my exhausted hole. He would look into my eyes and smile a wicked little smile. I would move the world to see that wicked little smile again today.
I first met Jim at the baths. He coaxed me into his room then demonstrated his dominance by working me up to a frenzy by whipping me across the face with his enormous cock until I was reduced into his sexual plaything. He sat me on the floor and described his expectations of my surrender to him, silencing any dissent by stuffing his large hairy balls into my mouth.
Jim told me he would not be my Master, I would not be his mindless slave. He would never bark commands or inflict corporal punishment. He did expect any directions he gave to be performed to his satisfaction without question. He made it very clear that there would be serious repercussions if he became displeased with my performance or attitude.
I knelt gagged on the floor for a long time listening as Jim described a life where the sexual dominant partner held complete control therefore removing from the submissive all confusion and responsibility. Allowing the submissive freedom to release all resistance and become totally open without boundaries, to move beyond any limited definition of who they are.
As I knelt there with my dick throbbing and aching for release; I was completely baffled by the idea of allowing oneself to be taken and consumed as the sexual possession of a strong and dominant man. In spite of my knees going numb and my mouth going dry, making it difficult to swallow, I remained spellbound on the hard bare floor at Jim's feet.
Jim sensed my growing excitement but also my distress and allowed me to let his balls drop from my mouth. It pained me to break our flesh to flesh connection. I wanted to again feel the weight of his large powerful cock as it smacked me across the face, I wanted to feel the warmth of his leathers against my naked body. I wanted to taste the juices his huge cock would feed me.
It was then that Jim decided I should go and fetch some cold drinks, I tried to cover myself with a towel but Jim pulled it off me, leaving me wearing only the speedo had given me to model for him. Having a huge speedo fetish he wanted to watch my ass in the speedo as I walked away.
I ventured out into the hallway, feeling very much more than naked in the tight black speedo. The large hole cut out of the back of the speedo was an open invitation for any horny man to grab my ass. My stiff dick stuck out clearly as if on display for everyone to see. It was humiliating to be dressed up like a little slut.
I hurried to the front desk and ordered drinks from the attendance, a hulking muscled stud in a sleeveless shirt. His gaze took a tour of my body, pausing at the speedo to check out my package. He said with a laugh, "I see you've met Big Jim. I bet your ass is going to be sore!"
I picked up the drinks and turned knowing I had to display my bare backside to this big oaf as I walked away. I had not taken two steps, when he yelled out, "HOT BUTT, if you're not too sore, you can ride my cock too.
I was so distracted by the realized that if you looked like a slut, you got treated like a slut that I was not looking where I was going and bumped into someone. "Is one of those for me?" the man joked as his hand felt up the front of my speedo, grabbing at my dick. "OH! You are happy to see me!" he chirped.
I tried to fend off the lecherous man by backing away but I only succeeded in running my bare ass into another man who had suddenly come up behind me. Suddenly I was trapped between the two men who encircled their arms around me. The man behind me dropped his towel and ground his cock into my bare backside as he reached around my chest to twist my nipples with his finger tips.
With my hands full and all these hands fondling my body, it was hard to free myself. For a moment all this attention to my dick and ass began to feel so very good. It reminded me how horny I was and how much I longed for the release of coming.
It was becoming obvious that if I could not free myself soon I was going to get fucked by these two guys and maybe many more. I imagined being bent over as men lined up to force their hard cocks up my ass while other men took turns shooting hot loads of cum down my throat.
I was jarred back to reality when I felt a pair of hot hands separating my ass cheeks and the head of a cock being poked at my asshole. I jammed one of the cold drinks into the stomach of one of my tormentors, causing him to jump back and allowing me to make my escape.
