During my well deserved shower, I pulled my plug out and released the loads of cum onto the shower drain. I was oddly turned on still as I mentally recapped what just happened as their loads left my insides and washed down the drain.
I dried off and looked for my clothes, they were gone. Someone had taken my only set of clothes and the only item lying there was a rainbow colored thong. I checked everywhere for my clothes so I could vacate the home and get back to my normal life but again, I'd been caught up in the web of these sexually driven men.
I didn't want to walk out naked so I slipped on the rainbow colored thong and went back into the kitchen. One of the men told me to get some sleep and they would send me home with my clothes in the morning. I obeyed and hoped he was telling the truth. I wasn't sure how much more of this I could take.
He slapped and grabbed a piece of my ass before I could walk away. He pulled my close and gave me a deep kiss.
"Night night you little cock sucker." He said as I slipped off to my room.
I fell asleep quickly and woke up refreshed in the morning. I walked out to the kitchen in nothing but my skimpy, rainbow thong and found a note. "Your clothes are in the basement." I searched the home and saw a hidden door that was open in one of the bedrooms on the bottom floor. I reluctantly walked in and approached the stairs.
As I walked down, the door closed behind me and foolishly I realized I was trapped. I pounded on the door and searched for a way out but I knew it was pointless. My fate was already decided as I continued down the stairs.
I saw the home owner waiting for me in a chair, with his legs spread open. The room was dark and it was clearly a hidden sex room, similar to one you would see in a bondage film. The man told me to change into the leather jock strap that was on the table. Knowing I had no choice, I pulled my rainbow colored thong off and slid the leather pouched jock strap up my legs. He instructed me to put the leather collar on around my neck so I did. There was also a set of leather cuffs that he instructed me to put on my wrists and ankles.
After I was dressed in his bondage gear, he told me to crawl over and worship his bulge. I got to my hands and knees and slowly crawled over to him. My face met his leather, thong covered bulge as he hooked a leash onto my collar. He pulled on it to ensure I made eye contact with him and asked me if I was ready for the final stage in the initiation process.
"Yes daddy, do with me as you wish," I stated. I knew I had to do as he said, and he was going to use me like a cheap slut before letting me leave. He let the leash slack and he pushed my head down to his bulge.
"Worship my cock boy, I know you want it," he said.
I licked his pouch as his cock grew harder. He was right. I wanted it. I wanted his cock to fill my mouth again. His plan had worked. He turned me, a straight, married man, into a thong wearing, cock loving cum slut and I loved it. All I want is cock now.