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Construction Workers' Slave - 2
by Maritimesub (maritimesub@hotmail.com)

***

The continuing humiliation of the college boy by Kyle 
and Brad. (MM/M, nc, rp, mast, oral, anal, bd, tor)

***

After kissing the leather strap as commanded I tried to 
brace myself for the inevitable. The first blow feels 
like fire at first and I scream and start begging Kyle 
to please stop but my pleas just turn him on even more. 
Nine more times he uses it on me. Every stroke stings 
like hell but it's obvious he does not intend to cause 
any real damage. They just want to hear me beg and 
scream, so I do. Brad orders me to look at his cock. 
It's thick, hard and leaking as he slowly pumps it with 
his oil soaked right hand.

"Get ready, pretty boy," he taunts, I'm going to fuck 
that hot little ass of yours".

Immediately after the tenth stroke of the strap 
delivered by Kyle, Brad moves behind me. I can feel the 
head of his cock pressing against my anal opening. Then 
he simply rams it home. The rape is long, slow and 
hard. I can feel his balls smacking against my crotch 
as he rams his huge cock in and out of my previously 
virgin ass. Finally, with a howl of ecstacy, he 
explodes inside me. There is a popping sound as he 
slowly pulls out.

Even while Kyle is taking his place, Brad steps around 
in front of me, grabs hold of my hair and presents his 
slime covered, still hard cock to my face and orders me 
to open my mouth.

"Clean it slaveboy!" he commands.

I submissively obey just as Kyle plunges into my ass. 
He is just as brutal. He is also just as dominating 
when he finishes and forces me to lick and suck his 
glistening cock clean.

They next release my ankles and the end of the leash 
from the table, leaving my hands bound behind my back. 
They make me kneel before them, Kyle holding the leash 
leading to my collar. They are both grinning as the 
look down at me. Once again my own cock is betraying 
me, standing at full attention, bouncing, leaking in 
obvious anticipation of what they have in store for me 
next.

With Kyle holding the leash he orders me to crawl 
around behind Brad.

"Start licking his ass," he commands me. 

Knowing I have no choice but to obey I begin running my 
tongue all over Brads small perfectly round ass 
deliberately avoiding the divide between, but I don't 
get away with that for long as Brad orders me to get in 
there. He makes me spend the next ten minutes 
slavishing licking up and down the crack of his ass 
paying particular attention to his tight opening. 

They are both taunting me for my submissiveness calling 
me their little ass-licker, their slut, their cunt, 
their whore, their bitch. This verbal abuse continues 
when they switch places. Kyle's ass is even smaller 
than Brad's. Thankfully all I taste and smell from both 
is sweat but it is still humiliating. When my ordeal is 
finally over, they both stand in front of me, Brad 
holding the leash as they gleefully point out my hard 
bobbing cock.

"See, what did I tell you," smirked Kyle. "He's getting 
off on this."

All I could do was remain silent.

They both put on their jeans.

Suddenly I realized I had to pee real bad. I started to 
ask for permission to do so but the glare from both of 
them reminded me of the only proper way to approach 
them. I immediately bowed down and began licking Kyle's 
feet until he acknowledged me. I was granted permission 
to speak.

"Please Master Kyle. I have to pee so bad."

They were smiling at each other as Brad knelt down and 
untied my hands. Kyle then ordered me onto my hands and 
knees.

"You'll pee like the doggy you are, bitch!" he snapped 
pulling on my leash forcing me to crawl along behind 
him and out into the yard. He then lead me over to a 
tree where I had to perform the humiliating act in 
front of him. Not an easy thing to do with an erection. 
He then led me back into the house the same way. Once 
inside I was ordered to stand while he removed the 
leash from my collar.

"Now, slaveboy, start getting this place cleaned up. 
We're having a little party tonight and this place 
better be spotless when our guests arrive. Then clean 
yourself up as well. We want our entertainment looking 
presentable as well."

They were both smirking...

To be continued?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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