Bill-The-Traitor.com By Sirbosk1

© 2009 SirBosk1

Warning! This story may be too extreme for some readers!

This story is a fantasy that contains scenes of forced homosexuality, ball busting, piercing, body modifications, CBT, blackmail, public humiliation, rimming, BDSM, and other erotic activities involving adults. If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

All persons, names, places, events, and descriptions, are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, places, events, or descriptions, is totally unintentional and a pure coincidence. This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without written permission from the author.

Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete, including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments pro and con, including constructive criticism, and suggestions. sirbosk1@aol.com

Chapter 1

Damn, now what was he going to do? Now he owed his bookie another $5,000 and he had nothing to pay him or even cover his normal bills.

He had just made a desperate bet on a college basketball game and the score wasn’t even close to the spread. He was screwed. With the money he already owed his bookie and with no way to get the money, he knew he would be getting a visit soon from the bookie’s enforcer’s.

Since the economic downturn his normally high income had nearly disappeared. His boss was always on his ass to bring in more sales from his clients. Most of them were hurting too.

Only one was doing well, sucking up money from the stimulus bills, working on infrastructure jobs. The owner of The Samuels and Masters Company, commonly known as S&M, was 20 years Bill’s senior and totally repulsive. In addition, Ed Samuels hated Bill after he had refused Ed’s advances. Since then, Bill had been forced to give the lowest bids he could get away with and even give up a large percentage of his commission, just to keep S&M as a client. Ed was a small hairy man about 5 foot 5 and about 200. He was obese and always smelled of stale semen and sweat.

Bill was straight as an arrow and not interested in the least in Ed’s advances, even for the potentially huge amounts of commission to be had for cooperating. Considered a hunk by most women and many men, he was used to getting hit on. Years of work with iron reinforcing bars used in large scale concrete jobs had made his already ripped body into the envy of even his powerfully built crew. At one time he had been the foreman of a small specialized group of iron workers. With the way the economy had been acting for the last couple of years, he had moved into business to business sales and until last year he had done very well.

His older sister, an attorney in a prominent law firm, had bailed him out before and since hooking up with her asshole boyfriend, she had cut him off.

His hot shot younger brother, a government economist, and his bitchy new wife, a vet specializing in race horses, had money but they too had long ago stopped feeding his addiction.

Fortunately, it should be a couple of days before the enforcer would make a visit. Maybe…

He had his regular monthly poker game tonight and fortunately it was his turn to host. That meant he was also the bank. He wouldn’t need to put up cash for the buy in. Normally he won several hundred, sometimes thousands, in these games. They were “friendly” games with his old buddies from his construction days. A little more than his normal winning’s would fend off the bookie’s and he could throw a fuck into the old bag who owned the building to keep a roof over his head.

His buddies were arriving. They were all big men, most of them coming together in the same car. All except one lived in Philly and due to the slow economic conditions, decided to car pool.

Jim, his best friend from high school and the man who got him his first job in construction, came in his own truck since he lived only a few miles away. Jim, was six foot three and 220. In high school he had been a senior lineman on the same football team as Bill, a star fullback as a freshman.

Ivan was huge, six foot six and nearly 300. Everyone called him Ivan The Terrible because of his short temper and the time he spent in jail due to his numerous assault convictions from bar fights.

Paul was a smaller man but very fit at six foot and 180. Paul was a very handsome black man and considered a ladies man by the others since he was frequently seen with beautiful slutty looking women.

Normally another man on the crew known to them simply as Rico was there too. Today he had something else to do so Paul had brought a friend, Buster, with him. No one objected since guests to their games were not unusual and fresh money was always welcome. Paul’s friend, was black too and even though not as tall as the others, was massive with most of his bulk in tree trunk legs, huge shoulders and at least 24 inch arms. He was heavily scarred around his eyes with a nose that had obviously been broken several times. Even amongst the other large men, Buster was intimidating but seemed friendly enough.

Everyone bought $500 worth of chips to get the game rolling, paying the bank, Bill, in cash. As the bank, Bill simply took his chips from the cart without putting in cash. As host, this was the normal routine and no one objected.

After almost three hours and several beers, Bill had been losing steadily, mostly to Buster who was very adept at spotting Bill’s bluffs. Bill was beginning to panic. He had already drawn additional chips from the bank twice, owing $1500 to the bank.

Knowing he had no money to pay the bank back and hence, Buster or the other winner’s, Bill made another big mistake. During a break in the action for food, Bill substituted a reader deck, marked cards. They were the same color and with a similar pattern on the back but Bill could read the backs as easily as the fronts.

After the break, Bill’s “luck” changed and he began winning. Foolishly he won every hand from that point on. After an hour he was up $2,000 and that would have been plenty to stave off his bookie and catch up on other immediate debts. Like most gambling addicts his need overrode his intellect, he pushed on to “get well.”

Suddenly Buster swore and halted the play with the pot of that hand at almost $1,000.

Everyone had folded except Bill, Buster and Jim.

Buster, calming down, said, “Jim, let me show you a magic trick. In your hand you have two aces and three tens.”

Astonished, Jim blurted out, “Damn, how did you do that!”

Not answering, Buster said, “Bill, you have a small straight to the 10.”

The others had not been paying much attention but alerted to these incredible announcements, as one, blurted, “what the fuck!”

Bill went pale, started to stand and after a pause, slumped into his chair, caught.

Buster explained, “After the break Bill began winning and never lost a hand. That’s just not possible. So, I’ve been watching him and finally figured it out. Bill put in a marked deck at the break and he’s been reading all of our hands. Paul, your good buddy has been cheating all of us for the last hour!”

Buster just sat there staring at Bill, a snarl on his face.

Ivan stood up and roared. “You son of a bitch.” He knocked the table over in his rush to grab Bill who had jumped up to run. Ivan put Bill into a full nelson and began swinging and shaking Bill like Bill was a child, nearly breaking Bill’s neck.

Paul got up and pushed the knocked over chairs out of the way. “Hold him still Ivan!” He punched Bill in the gut so hard his fist seemed to sink to his backbone.

Buster, not to be left out, reached down, grabbed Bill’s left ankle in his crushing fist and lifted it straight up and out to the left. He reared back his massive right arm and punched Bill square in the balls, crushing them against his crotch and knocking the breath out of Bill. “How do you like that you cock sucker,” roared the massive black.

Jim, knowing about Bill’s gambling problem but shocked his high school buddy would cheat him, was pissed off too. However, he was afraid that Buster would destroy Bill’s balls and that Ivan, would kill Bill in his insane rage. Jim tried to come to Bill’s aid, pushing Paul to the side.

“Don’t kill the son of a bitch. He can’t pay us back for this if he’s dead,” he said as he tried to physically stop Buster. It was like trying to move a mountain. His impotent struggles, however, succeeded in distracting Buster and Ivan temporarily.

The short relief from pain, earned by Jim, allowed Bill to suck his right leg up to partially block another blow from Buster. It nearly worked. Undeterred, Paul reached over and grabbed his other ankle and between them, Buster and Paul pulled Bill’s legs up and into a splits that would have been the envy of a Dallas Cowboys cheerleader.

Feeling the terrible pain from his heavily strained tendons and knees, Bill screamed.

This time Buster grabbed Bill’s large package, cock and balls together, in his huge paw and started to squeeze relentlessly. It hurt so much Bill was breathless. He couldn’t scream or talk. Soon he passed out from the pain and slumped, bonelessly in Ivan’s iron like grasp.

Temporarily satisfied, Buster let go of Bill’s manhood and released his left leg. Paul did the same. Calming down, Ivan dropped Bill's lifeless body to the floor, kicking him in the ass as hard as he could.

Breathing hard from his attempt to keep Bill alive, Jim said, “Let’s punish him but make him pay us back for his cheating. I think he should entertain us the rest of the night and then pay us $2000 each as compensation.”

Looking around the circle of angry men, he noticed them calming down and beginning to grin. Bill would live after all but this would begin a major change in his life.

Chapter 2

Bill started to come to. He was in a lot of pain. He was sick to his stomach and his balls were on fire. It felt like someone had pulverized his large balls and ripped his legs off.

As he tried to hold his pain filled balls, he discovered that his arms were tied behind his back and his legs were tied as well. In addition, he was naked!

He looked over and saw his buddies and Buster sitting around the poker table laughing, swapping lies.

Jim had been watching for life in Bill. He was pissed at his old friend but not enough to see him permanently injured or killed. He had convinced the others that humiliating Bill would be a fun way to get even with him and better than maiming or killing him.

“Well you traitorous bastard, I see you’re amongst the living again. You owe me your life. The others wanted to dump your bound body in the Delaware river.”

Bill, still in a lot of pain and scared to death, whimpered, “I’m so sorry. I owed my…”

“I don’t care why you did it. I’ve come up with a solution for you but you have to agree to be our servant and follow any order we give you until you pay us each $2,000. You can keep your job during that time. We won’t tell your boss what you’ve done because he’ll fire you. We won’t hurt you any more except punish you if you disobey. In any event, the punishments will not harm you permanently and once you pay off the $2,000, you’re free. If you fail to pay your debt in a timely manner as we determine, Buster will pound your balls until you’re a eunuch. He’ll use his connections to sell you to some very nasty owners of a brothel in Eastern Africa. Those cold blooded brothers will just love a hunky white boy like you. You won’t last 6 months. One thing for sure, we’ll get our $2,000. Buster tells us we can get way more than the $8,000 for your ass so you better make your payments quickly before we lose patience.”

“I can’t do that! I can’t raise that kind of money fast! What do you mean, servant?” Bill whined.

Paul smiled, “Well, we’ve decided that your first service is to entertain us tonight. After that you’ll know what your 'service' will be like.”

Jim, already prepared, unwrapped Bill’s legs. They had been tied with lamp cord.

He picked up some thin running shorts and slid them up Bill’s powerful legs. They had a hem of about 3 inches and without a jock they barely held Bill’s huge swollen nuts and large cock. Still, he was covered enough.

Next after releasing Bill’s wrists, he took Bill's T-shirt and using his knife, he cut the bottom off, leaving only enough shirt to cover the middle of his pecs. Bill's 8 pack and treasure trail were fully exposed along with most of his pecs to the nipple. Bill was given some flip flops and told to turn around so everyone could inspect him.

Bill was blushing. He felt like a street hustler. The others roared in laughter.

Jim advised, “This is your home uniform until you pay us the $2,000. When you get home from work, you will change into this outfit and wait for our call to give you your assignment for the day. You can wear nothing else without permission from one of us. Some days you’ll be busy, others you’ll have to yourself. I’ll be over from time to time to make sure you behave. You will sign over your pay checks to me and I’ll pay all of your normal bills, keeping the rest to pay your debt to us. If you have other needs you can earn more money any way you want as long as you check with one of us first. The first person paid will be Buster since he figured out what a scum bag you are first.”

Buster announced, “Now for tonight’s entertainment. You’re straight, aren’t you cock sucker?”

Bill announced, “I’m straight.”

Buster responded, “Well, so are we so you’re safe there.”

Buster got up as did the others and walked to the door. “Come along.”

“But I can’t go outside like this,” Bill exclaimed.

“Misbehaving already cock sucker?” Smirked Buster.

Swifter than Bill could fathom, his shorts were around his ankles and he was over Ivan’s lap, his firm fuzzy white ass in the air with Ivan’s huge palm smashing down. Ivan kept raining slaps down on his ass using his full strength, alternating right cheek, left, right. Immediately Bill started begging for mercy. Ivan ignored his cries while the others laughed.

Bill begged for mercy over and over, his ass reddening and his skin starting to break from the force. His ass was actually on the verge of bleeding, red hot and bruising.

Finally, Ivan stopped and asked if Bill would be a good slave boy and obey his betters.

Bill snorted and sniveled, humiliated for breaking down and acting like a kid. “Yes Sir, I’ll be good,” he choked.

Ivan contemptuously dumped Bill to the floor on his sore ass.

The men hustled the hunky humiliated former friend to their SUV and drove a couple of miles to the adult book store on Route 11. It was a large building that had been a landmark on that road for decades. As one of the only stores of its kind within 50 miles except for Philly, it attracted people from the entire region. It was sleazy but clean and orderly. In addition to video booths in the back it had racks of adult toys, magazines and videos suited to all orientations and fetishes.

Paul ordered Bill, “We’re all going in except for Ivan. He’s staying here to make sure you don’t run. After we’re all in, you will enter the store and go up to one of the clerks. You’ll respectfully say, ‘Sir, I’m a pervert and I need your help. I need a medium butt plug, a metal cock ring, nipple clamps, a parachute for my balls and I need you to help me to select a good dildo to practice cock sucking. Will you help me?’ Here’s my credit card. Pay for your purchase with that and I’ll add that to the $2,000 you owe me."

Bill exclaimed, “He’ll think I’m a sick pervert. I can’t do that!”

Ivan said, “You never learn, do you cock sucker? You earned another ass whipping for your misbehavior. I can strip you again and do it here in the parking lot or I can do it after you obey and in the privacy of your apartment. Your choice but either way, you’ll do what you’re told. What’s your choice?”

Bill’s shoulders slumped, “I’ll do what you say.”

Except for Ivan, they left the SUV and entered the store. Ivan held him firmly by his hair and marched him in.

When he opened the door he saw the others along the walls but separately pretending to shop.

He went to the clerk and stammered his prepared request.

Smiling widely, the clerk said, “Sure pervert, I’ll be happy to help you.”

Together they gathered the requested toys. The clerk, thinking Bill had a need to be humiliated, cooperated. As each item was selected the clerk loudly announced, “Is this the butt plug you were looking for sir? Is this the cock ring you were looking for sir?” This pattern continued throughout the list of toys “the pervert” had requested.

Everyone in the store was grinning at the exhibitionist hunk and the clerk. A man and woman couple were nudging each other and laughing at Bill.

Finally as they were finishing up, the clerk selected a 7 inch "cyber cock," a very realistic feeling dildo about 1.5 inches in diameter with two movable balls in a large scrotum at the bottom. The high tech dildo had a soft very realistic outer layer with a firm inner core. The dildo even had a vibrator embedded within it with a long white cord and battery pack.

The clerk, unable to contain himself, loudly asked, “Will this cock be suitable for your practice sessions, sir?”

Bill trying to end his humiliation, quickly whispered it was.

The clerk, pushing it, grabbed a condom off the nearby counter, unwrapped the big dick and slid it on. Handing the cock to Bill, he said, “Try it sir to make sure. Just put your head back to straighten your throat. Raise your arm above your head and slide the cock down your throat.”

Looking over at Paul, who nodded, he took the condom covered cock and started sucking at the tip. Paul, unhappy with Bill’s lack of cooperation, walked over and said, “Bill, you can do better than that. Deep throat that thing!”

Wanting the torment to stop, he followed the clerk’s instructions and tried shove the big dildo into his throat, choking and gagging but still trying to do as he was told, fearing Ivan’s wrath. With his arm up, his cropped shirt rose, exposing more of his naked chest. His shorts rode up on one side as well, allowing his huge cock to flop out, revealing a reddened cock head.

He was standing in an adult store in thin white shorts and half T, his cock hanging out for all to see while he tried to force a cock into his throat and not puke all over the store. Meanwhile several men and a couple of women were laughing and clapping, enjoying the show.

Just then, Ed Samuels, the owner of The S&M Company, attracted by all the ruckus, came out of the back of the store having just watched an hour of hot gay videos.

Chapter 3

Samuels, astounded by the exhibition taking place before him, rushed over to get a better look.

“So Bill, you’re not the straight jock you pretend to be,” Ed laughed.

Bill, blushing and about to run from the store, was grabbed by Paul.

“Ah Bill,” looking over to the troll that was ED, “who’s your friend?”

Red faced, Bill took the cock from his mouth and tried to hide it behind him. “He’s one of my best customers,” he stammered.

“Excellent, Bill. Sir would you like to join us. Bill’s agreed to entertain us this evening?” Paul asked.

“You bet. I’d love to be entertained by Bill. In fact, I’ve asked him to do that before. What a treat,” claimed Ed, very happily. Bouncing up and down on his toes like a kid, Ed asked, “May I pay for your purchases as my share of the fun?”

Paul happily agreed and Ed rushed to the toy wall, removing leather wrist cuffs, ankle cuffs, collar, snap clips and a spreader bar. He piled his additions on the counter and pulled out a wad of cash, paying for all of the purchases.

Paul instructed Bill to thank the clerk for his help, which Bill did, still blushing. All of them left.

Paul, taking over as leader, ordered, "Bill get that cock sucking training aid back in your mouth! Don't take it out until I tell you. It's obvious you need the practice."

The two vehicles pulled up to Bill's home and just then his landlady came out to her car to go to her friend’s house. She greeted her strangely dressed, cock sucking tenant and smiled. She filed the event and his perverted behavior away for later. It had given her an evil idea.

After entering the apartment, the men arranged the chairs in a circle, moving the table into the kitchen, leaving a large space in the middle of the room.

Jim stated, “OK Bill, time for the show. Take your cock toy out of your mouth, and unwrap your new toys. Strip.”

Once nude, hiding his cock and balls from Ed with his hands, he stood there in the middle of the room, facing away from Ed. He waited for the worst, it came.

Ivan got up from his chair, took the wrist cuffs and put them on Bill. He clipped them behind his back. Sitting down again he pulled Bill over his knee and began spanking Bill’s already bruised ass. “I promised you a spanking for disobedience and I keep my word,” he growled, happily.

Ed pulled out his cell phone and took pictures of Bill’s magnificent ass as he squirmed and cried out from the brutal spanking. This time the spanking was over quickly since it was only being done to embarrass Bill in front of his client and to make a point.

Bill, defeated and humiliated, sank to his hands and knees, his head down with tears streaming from his eyes. His sore cock and balls swung below, his ass cheeks spread, unveiling his pink virgin asshole. Ed gleefully and quickly took several more pictures.

The men watched their beaten traitorous former buddy silently and coldly. Finally Paul spoke up. “Get up and display your ass, cock sucker. Show everyone how well Ivan took care of your candy ass.”

Obediently Bill stood and turned around showing his red ass to all of the men in the room. Paul ordered, “spread those pretty pink cheeks and show everyone your asshole. I want to see if you’ve been taking it up the ass like the faggot you are.”

Sniveling in embarrassment, Bill complied, showing his very red virgin ass to his former friends and his best client. Ed made sure to get a picture as Bill slowly turned completely around and exposed himself.

“OK, Bill, time to try out your new toys. Get some lube,” Paul ordered.

Broken, Bill obediently got some Eros silicon lube from his night stand and handed it to Paul. Paul lubed up the butt plug and handed it to Bill, “Bend over, spread your cheeks and stick this in your ass, cock sucker.”

He tried to insert the medium butt plug into his virgin ass but it just wouldn’t go in. He kept losing his balance and it hurt like hell. Finally Ed sat down and ordered, “Get over my knee. I’ll get it in!”

Dazed by the horror of what was happening, Bill did as he was told. Ed grabbed the toy from Bill’s slippery hand and lubed the butt plug again. First he inserted his now slippery forefinger into Bill’s squirming tight ass, adding more lube. Ed screwed the butt plug in, finally giving it a hard shove and it popped in. Bill’s ass seemed hungry as it sucked in the last part. The black oval base was flush with his ass crack as the long thick plug filled Bill’s virgin ass.

Bill awkwardly got up from Ed’s lap and again Bill started shuddering as he heard Ed take another picture of the hunk’s plugged ass.

Buster spoke next, “My turn,” as he put the ankle cuffs on Bill and attached the spreader bar.

He poured some lube into his hand and roughly grabbed Bills sore balls. After applying a generous amount of lube to Bill’s balls, he squeezed one of Bill’s large balls through the ring, then the other. Each ball was a tight fit for the two inch diameter ring. Embarrassed, Bill’s large cock was soft but all of the handling of his balls started his cock to chub up. Quickly Buster grabbed Bill’s foreskin, drew it through the ring and pulled the hardening cock through the ring as well. With both his cock and balls pulled through the tight ring, Bill’s large cock started to fill out. It hardened visibly and quickly until its full 9 inches was rigid and red.

Buster upended the Eros bottle and poured a generous portion on the steel hard cock as well as some on his large balls, still sore from their earlier abuse.

Next Buster took the parachute out and attached it above Bill’s large balls, the three silvery chains hanging below. Looking around, Buster took a snap hook and attached it to the ring at the bottom of the chains and added a half gallon bottle of milk to pull the parachute down against Bill’s balls, compressing them together painfully.

The four pounds of milk felt to Bill like they were crushing Bill’s balls to dust but Bill was safe even if the pain was causing him agony in his balls and belly.

Ivan, not wanting to be left out, took the nipple clamps and attached both ends to Bill’s tight foreskin, one on either side of his red cock head, leaving a loop hanging down from his raging hardon. The highly chromed twisted machine chain looked like a cross between jewelry and an evil leash.

The pain in his balls and dick were driving him crazy. Bill reached down to pull the clamps off but Ivan grabbed his wrists. Pulling them behind Bill’s back, he used the snap hook already on one of the leather cuffs and secured his wrists behind his back again.

The hunky Bill stood in the middle of the room, his head hanging down, his eyes were closed with tears streaming down his face. His ass was red and sore. His legs were spread and four pounds of milk were stretching his very sore bruised and red balls towards his knees. His cock hurt like a claw was ripping it from the improvised leash. His asshole burned and despite the pain, his prostate was being massaged by the tip of the butt plug, making his already steel hard dick, visibly pulse with his heart beat.

Ivan went into the kitchen and got a glass. He took some of the Eros and wiped it on the inside of the glass, coating it. He pulled his large hard cock out of his pants and began to masturbate while watching the naked hunk before him. Suddenly he came, his cum pouring into the glass. Relaxed, he took the glass and handed it to Paul. Paul suddenly understood and he too masturbated into the glass. The glass was passed on to each of the five men in turn until everyone had cum into the glass. The excitement of the evening had them all at a fever level and the amount of cum was huge, nearly filling the small water glass half full. There must have been almost three ounces of thick white cum in the glass.

Paul took the glass and held it up to Bill’s mouth. “Drink this asshole. It’s your last service for the night.” The strong odor of the cum nearly made Bill puke. He couldn’t do it! Buster, seeing Bill’s refusal, came over and rested his large foot in the chain of the parachute, pulling his sore red balls even further down, compressing them even more. Bill was in agony and immediately started to slump. Ivan cruelly pulled his head back by his hair with one hand and up by the evil leash with the other, forcing him to stand with his head back. Unable to handle the horrible pain anymore, Bill’s mouth snapped open wide and Paul slowly poured the cum into Bill’s mouth. Bill had to swallow, there was just too much pain and too much cum. It just kept coming and coming. It filled his mouth to overflowing and he choked that down. Still more came. Finally he managed to empty the glass as the cum poured smoothly from the lubricated glass. Bill was retching and nearly puking as he managed to get it all down. Still, some of it leaked out and dribbled down his chin, hanging there ready to drip off. Ed, grinning widely, took picture after picture of his cum covered face. Adding to Bill’s humiliation Ed scooped up the white bleachy cum from Bill’s wet face and fed it to him, wiping his cum covered fingers on Bill’s teeth and gums.

Bill was a pain filled, humiliated mess. To make matters worse, Ed was circling around Bill, massaging his firm ass, pinching his nipples, tugging gently on the cock chain. Ed began fucking the butt plug into Bill’s tight virgin ass. He pushed it in with the tips of his fingers, released it and pushed it in again. Clear precum began seeping out of his hard red cock, dribbling off of the end, hanging in strings and forming a small pool between his feet. Every so often Ed would take another picture of the bound and beaten hunk. The others laughed and clapped as they watched the troll like Ed torment their cheating former friend. Bill was getting what was coming to him!

The buddies and Ed stared at the naked punished hunk and smiled. It had been great entertainment. Not used to this sort of thing, the buddies were at a loss about what to do next. Ed was not bothered by their feelings for what they had done. Ed was as happy as he had ever been.

Grinning Ed grabbed one of the beers from the cooler in the kitchen, sat down and watched the bound humiliated straight salesman as Bill stood there dripping precum on his own floor. Bill couldn’t get over the fact that his dick was hard and dripping after all of the pain and humiliation he had suffered. Bill couldn’t believe what a nightmare this had turned out to be!

Ed asked the buddies if he could have Bill for entertainment at a party he had planned for the next day with his gay friends. Jim and the others agreed after getting Ed to agree to the rules set forth earlier. Bill’s boss couldn’t be told and no permanent damage could be done to Bill. In addition, Jim advised Ed why they were doing this to Bill, explaining the cheating and the debt to each of the players as well as how Bill could end his time of “service.”

Hearing about the debt gave Ed an idea. “How about I auction off his virgin mouth and ass at the party? Highest bidder gets to fuck him and the next highest gets a blow job? Everyone at the party is STD free and the proceeds well go to pay his debts. If he doesn’t raise enough from the auction of his pretty ass and mouth, he services the remaining party goers. How about a rate of $100 per half hour and in addition, $25 for a blow job and $50 for a fuck until the guys are through or he makes the $8,000 he owes you? He’s pretty hot and the men at the party have lots of money so if he does a good job, he might get clear in one night?”

The buddies thought about it and grinning, Jim ordered Bill to attend the party under those rules and to do what he was told. If he misbehaved this time the pictures that Ed had taken would be sent to his boss and they would increase the amount owed to $4,000 each.

Bill retching and sobbing agreed to the proposal. Maybe he could seduce the fags with his great body and get the bidding high enough while keeping his humiliation to a minimum?

To make sure, Ed downloaded his pictures to his IT man and sent a text message to have him put the pictures on a new “Bill- the-Traitor.com” web site and link it to the party’s site. The notice of the auction and Bill’s virgin status would be sent to his gay party friends with an invitation to bring a friend. A copy was to be sent to each of the buddies. Ed promised to add the deflowering and party pictures to the site for the pleasure of the men that Bill had tried to cheat.

Grinning, they released Bill. He was told to leave the cock ring on and be dressed in his at home uniform ready for the party at 4PM the next day. He was ordered to bring his new gear to the party in case someone wanted to use it. Bill would get an email with the address of the party and the web site once it was updated for the party.

Chapter 4

Bill woke up in his own bed after a restless night, so sore he could barely move. Knowing what may lie ahead he slowly and painfully started his old stretching exercises to get his body to stop hurting. Finally he felt good enough to get into a hot shower. Fearing punishment he still had his cock ring on. Overnight his massive cock had finally gone limp.

Feeling a lot better after his shower, he made some cereal and sat down at his computer to check his e-mail. Hoping he would get something from his buddies that all was forgiven and he didn’t have to go through with the party, he quickly checked for any of his buddies e-mails.

Disappointed, all he saw was the feared mail announcing the party. He opened it and quickly scrolled down. There it was, the auction notice with the link to the party web site.

Once on the site he saw a link that took him to the auction announcement of his ass and mouth with the rules. In addition there was the link to advertise the servant to be auctioned at “Bill the Traitor.” Nervously he selected the link and a page with what seemed like 50 thumb nails appeared. Selecting one of the thumbnails from the bottom of the display he found one of the pictures from last night. There was his face, streaks of tears running from his eyes, cum on his lips and dripping from his chin. He quickly ran to the bathroom and threw up his breakfast. After retching for several minutes he finally started to calm down.

He forced himself to go back to his computer and close the thumbnail. He went back to the top and saw the instructions and directions to the party. Copying them down he closed the site and was about to close the email when he noticed there were additional instructions for him.

He was to shower, take an enema, dress only in his cropped T-shirt and shorts. He had to show up 30 minutes early with the toys from last night. He was warned not to be late and since he didn’t know exactly where the party was, decided to leave early to make sure he didn’t get in more trouble. He couldn’t take another beating from Ivan.

Looking at the clock he noticed he only had a couple of hours to get ready.

***

He was done with his preparations and was about to pick up his keys and leave when there was a pounding at the door. Annoyed, he opened the door to receive a shock. There before him was the bookie’s enforcer!

Hank, the enforcer, pushed his way in and pressed Bill against the wall next to the door with his heavily tattooed forearm under Bill’s chin, choking him. Frightened, Bill was about to beg for more time when Hank spoke. “I saw your auction notice cock sucker! Do you have the $25,000 you owe?”

Bill cringed. Shit, now he was truly screwed, the bookie knew about what had happened. The auction notice briefly described the cheating incident and the need to raise money without saying how much. “I’m broke. I don’t have the money.”

Hank smirked, “I didn’t think so. You’re in luck, since I’m invited I’m going to give you a ride to that party. Ed’s one of my clients and he sent me a courtesy invitation. We can’t let you pass up a money making opportunity with all of your obligations. By the way, whatever you raise, I’ll be taking half of the first $5,000 to pay towards your debt to me. The rest will go to your buddies. I wouldn’t want you to stiff the men you tried to cheat. The $2,500 will cover your interest this week. After the party, if all goes well I’m sure we’ll think of a way for you to earn the rest. I have a friend that can set up some opportunities for you to earn. You’ll like my friend.”

Bill’s stomach flipped over. He’d never get out from under the bookie’s thumb. He’d be a slave forever!

Hank grabbed Bill’s bag of toys with one hand and grabbed the back of Bill’s neck with the other. He pushed Bill out of the apartment and over to his new Lincoln.

Looking out of the window of the apartment below Bill’s was Mary Spinelli, Bill’s landlady. She just had to find out what the hell was going on with her hunky deadbeat tenant! Having heard the screams from last night and seeing Bill in his sexy clothes she licked her lips. She needed a model for her “Lingerie and Sex Toy Party.” Her Femdom friends would love having Bill for a model and toy demonstrator dummy!

After crossing the Delaware Memorial Bridge and finally arriving in the parking lot of a private unmarked club outside of Vineland, NJ, Hank parked and ordered Bill out of the car. Throwing the toy bag to Bill, Hank again grabbed him roughly by his neck, pushing him to the already open doorway.

There was Ed, beaming at his friend Hank and the nearly naked Bill. Ed was almost shining in his happiness. He had obviously gone to a lot of trouble to look as nice as he could. He even smelled good.

“Come in boys, everything is set up for the party. Jim, Bill’s buddy said they don’t object to your collection proposal. Thanks for coming and ensuring that Bill came too. The only thing left is to instruct Bill on his duties for the night. Let me show you around.”

As the three of them walked into the large building through a wide deep hallway, in front of them was a good sized theater. Straight ahead was a large screen with a twelve foot stage in front and curtains partially drawn to either side. In the ceiling were racks of professional looking lighting. The seating in front of the stage was very plush with ten wide rows of eight seats covered with quality maroon leather. To the right of each seat was a small table about a foot across it’s round top.

To the right of the stage was a spanking bench, St Andrews cross, a bondage table, a trapeze like bar hanging from the ceiling and a sling, also hanging from the ceiling. Except for the trapeze and sling, everything was on very strong commercial wheels with locks. Also on rollers were a number of racks of floggers, paddles, straps and wicked canes. In addition there were several small stainless steel carts with drawers in them, some with red crosses. Partially hidden by the stage curtains was a ramp from the equipment area up to the stage. The dungeon furniture could be rolled on stage!

To the left of the stage was a professional alcohol and juice bar with plush bar stools along the bar and several small tables with normal straight backed cane chairs between the bar stools and the theater seating. The seats of the stools and chairs were covered in the same maroon leather. The tables were widely spaced, providing wide aisles between them, allowing very free movement of servants and guests.

Except for the tall mirrors behind the equipment area, the walls were painted flat black with the high ceiling invisible in the shadow.

Ed drew them to the bar to meet the bar tender and several other men. The bar tender was a tall bald well muscled very black man, very fit wearing leather chaps with a bulging metal studded cod piece and a leather vest. His massive ebony arms had thin leather straps wrapped just above his biceps with wide leather straps buckled around his thick wrists.

The other men were good looking, young and slender. They were much shorter adult men of various races. However, all of them were bare foot and wore nearly transparent harem pants and leather vests. Each man had leather cuffs on their wrists and ankles as well as a black leather collar. Bill towered above all of them except the bartender who made even the hunky Bill look small. Bill’s massive muscular body contrasted dramatically with the waiter’s small childlike stature.

Ed turned them around to show them the back of the room. Above the entrance opening was a balcony that appeared to be lined with futons and tables. Each futon was divided from the next by a low wall about six foot high with the front open to the stage but any activity was hidden from adjacent futons. Subdued indirect lighting softly flooded the upper level.

Ed beamed, “Time for you to get ready Billy.” Ed signaled to a waiting servant. A very beautiful slender waiter brought a tray to Ed with some light blue transparent cloth and some leather. It was a larger version of the small waiter’s uniform!

“It’s only Ed and I along with the staff. Change right here Bill. Don’t be shy,” grinned Hank.

Bill quickly stripped off and pulled on the nearly transparent harem pants. He was essentially nude! They did little to hide his cock ring restricted package. The seat of the pants stretched tightly against his fine firm muscular ass with the front of the crotch snuggling his meaty cock and balls. It held them almost like a pouch. The legs of the pants ended just below his knees and had elastic to hold the hem of the pants tightly against his tan muscular mid calf. This puffed out the rest of the fabric surrounding his thighs like a light blue cloud. After sliding on the soft leather vest, he thought he was done. He hoped so, he looked ridiculous.

Ed reached into Bill’s bag, pulled his ankle and wrist cuffs out. He attached them along with the leather collar which had four D rings spaced equally around. The vest was shorter than the other uniforms and Ed swung a two inch leather belt around Bill’s waist. The belt had several D rings around the belt as well. Attached to each of the belt rings was a double snap. The clips jingled like he was wearing bells! The collar and belt really worried the completely embarrassed muscle man. What the fuck?

“For the first part of the evening you’ll serve drinks and snacks to the members and their guests like the other boys. After everyone’s here we’ll hold the auction and if you earn enough, Hank has agreed to take you home immediately after you serve the winning bidders. However, since you have to earn $8,000 and Hank is getting the first $2,500 of the proceeds, that’s not likely. We usually have other entertainments instead of an auction and you can participate in them as well but you’ll have to compete for the privilege with the staff. Hank tells me you’ll be interested in that.”

Looking around the room at the dungeon furniture and implements of pain and humiliation, he really began to worry.

The guests began to arrive. Bill circulated amongst the guests with his tray and pad, taking orders for the bar while people milled around greeting each other and ogling the new waiter.

Nearly every time he turned to go to the bar to complete an order, someone slapped his hot bubble butt. He was beginning to redden again. He started to get spanked frequently as he moved through the crowd. Some men were bold enough to pinch his nipples and ass, occasionally fondling his cock and balls.

The combination of his humiliating costume, fear of his upcoming deflowering and all of the touching was beginning to excite his traitorous cock. The cock ring was restricting the out flow of blood from his large cock and it was beginning to harden. To make matters worse, Hank handed him two blue pills and ordered him to swallow. Bill didn’t have a chance. The Viagra ensured his thickening cock would be iron hard and sticking out. In less than half an hour, Bill’s massive red cock was tenting his transparent harem pants and they were getting more transparent as a steady flow of precum soaked the thin fabric! Bill knew he was turning on the increasingly drunken and obviously sadistic crowd!

Chapter 5

Out of the corner of Bill’s eye he saw someone he recognized! It was Ed’s assistant from S&M! He was talking to Ed. He nodded and moved to an office with a large window overlooking the room, just to the right and behind the theater seating. The light came on in the office, revealing a well appointed and obviously well maintained professional looking office.

The Assistant, Josh, went into a back room of the office and suddenly the lights in the theater section of the room began to dim. The stage curtains pulled the rest of the way back, obviously automated. A bright light illuminated the large screen and suddenly there was a 7 foot picture of Bill, over Ivan’s wide lap. Bill’s ass was snow white with pink and red blotches from his earlier spankings and with his darkly tanned back and legs framing his muscular butt! The next shot showed his ass bright red.

Ed picked up a microphone. “Men, let me have your attention. Our featured auction will begin in about 20 minutes. Please refresh yourselves and get ready. The bar will be open throughout the auction and into the night but you might want to get a round before we start so you don’t miss anything. While we’re getting ready, some candid shots I took last night of our boy will be displayed on the main screen with a 10 second delay.”

The knots of conversations began breaking up with some of the men drifting to the bar and some, heading towards the two men’s rooms, placed on either side of the wide main entrance.

Josh began setting up a Video camera on a tripod just in front of the stage and then placed a portable professional quality video camera on the apron of the stage.

One of the servants took two of the small carts, one with a cross and pulled the heavy looking carts up the ramp and onto the stage.

Another servant brought two large brandy snifters from the bar up the ramp and set them up on the carts. One was empty and the other full of condoms of various size and colors. The condom snifter was placed on the red cross cart with the other on the plain one.

A third servant set a small plastic bag lined, open mouthed trash can on the stage near the two carts along with a bundle of cheap white terry cloth shop towels. These the first servant placed on the red cross cart.

At the same time Hank, grabbed Bill’s elbow and peeled Bill’s vest from Bill’s torso, leaving him naked except for his harem pants, collar and belt. Hank dragged him over and up the ramp.

The slide show stopped and Josh came out of the office. Josh, carried a small box of leather up to the stage along with a long spreader bar. Josh then grabbed an electrical pendant and lowered another trapeze like bar down from the ceiling to about five feet from the stage floor.

Hank drew Bill to just in front of the trapeze and held him while Josh took each of Bill’s wrists in turn and bound Bill’s wrists with leather suspension cuffs. Using emergency release snaps frequently used on horse bridles, he attached each wrist to an end of the trapeze. The bar of the trapeze looked very strong, solid black metal with checkered grips etched into the end pieces. The bar was easily a meter long.

Josh took the pendant and lifted Bill’s bound arms above his head, lifting his heavy muscled but very cut body upward until his feet left the ground. Then Josh added Velcro ankle cuffs to Bill and attached the long spreader bar. Again Josh lifted Bill so that his bare feet were just above the stage floor.

Bill was naked and spread eagled, hanging helplessly from a suspension bar with nothing to cover him but the nearly transparent harem pants and D ring studded leather collar and waist belt. His cock ring forced his balls and hard dripping cock to tent out the wet see through harem pants.

Much of the audience in the club had paused their conversations while all of this prep was going on, many of the men had obvious hardons tenting their trousers.

Josh, testing the rig, put both hands on Bill’s hard straining butt cheeks and swung the hunky young man forward, allowing him to swing back and forth. Next he took one of the belt D rings and pulled, twisting Bill’s body so that he slowly rotated while he swung back and forth on display to a room full of horny gay men!

Ed picked up the micro phone and began the auction. “Men, there are a few rules in effect for today’s auction. The winner of the auction has the honor to do what he wants to Bill here, except there may be no injuries inflicted that are either permanent or require hospitalization. That rule is in effect for the evening and applies to everyone. The winner may also choose to take Bill’s anal or mouth virginity. The next highest bidder may take whichever hole not selected.”

“The amount of time allotted to the winners is one and a half hours. As you all know from the announcement, Bill is straight and participating in this evening’s festivities because he has some large debts to pay. Bill’s target for the evening is $10,500. No one expects the auction to yield that much so Bill has agreed to serve all comers after the initial award. The price for that service is $100 per half hour plus $25 for a blow job and $50 for a fuck. To keep it fair, only two men at a time may participate in each half hour segment, but in that case the cost will be $200 per half hour.”

“As you must all know, everyone in this club is certified to be STD free. Any guests may participate as long as they present the attendants that will be assisting you with a medical certificate. I’m sorry to say that we have no such proof of Bill’s medical condition so for everyone’s protection we must insist that you use condoms for anal penetration. You’re on your own for oral.”

“The attendants will assist you with the condoms, both putting them on and removing them. The attendants will also clean you up on request. Tips for the attendants are encouraged.”

“As usual, we’ll be video taping so if you’re concerned about being recognized, masks or hoods will be provided to anyone that’s interested and at no additional charge. Once the videos are edited and put on DVD, they will be presented free to the top two bidders and for $100 for any others. An announcement of the sale will be posted by email and to the club’s web site. The income from the videos will be split evenly with the club and Bill. Highlights will be posted to Bill’s personal web site. Are there any questions?”

Since most of these instructions were routine for the club, there were no questions.

Ed waited a minute and began the auction. Not a professional at auctions it went slowly, stopping at $3,000 combined for the top two bids.

Ed, asked Josh to “touch up” the hanging Bill. Josh took out a clasp knife, slit the back of Bill’s pants and ripped them from Bill’s body, allowing the two halves to flutter down to pool at Bill’s ankles. Josh picked up a bottle of lube from a cart and began coating Bill's large erect cock and balls. Bill’s cock began pulsing and leaking precum.

Next Bill pulled out a tube of KY jelly and applied a large blob to his finger. He turned Bill so the audience could see and stuck his finger into Bill’s quivering tight ass. Josh took a bottle of scented massage oil and roughly coated Bill’s now glistening body with a layer of oil. The oil enhanced Bill's already ripped body.

With Bill relaxed and excited, Josh pulled a 1.75 inch diameter butt plug from a cart and without preparation, jammed it into Bill’s already lubricated virgin ass. The sudden sharp pain caused Bill to scream in shock!

Again, Josh swung Bill’s sobbing body around slowly, allowing the eyes of the crowd to baste his hot young glistening body.

The bids immediately climbed again, finally ending at a total of $6,000 for the top two bids. The winner was a large distinguished white man that everyone knew as Bull. He was almost as tall as Ivan but slender and fit. The second place bidder was an average looking man but this time with much darker skin. He was known as Hussain. It was impossible to tell his nationality but it seemed to be middle eastern.

Josh stood by while the two grinning men inspected their prize. They roughly pinched, prodded and stroked the naked hanging man. Bill had been experiencing a lot of pain as his joints were strained from the prolonged position. Bill’s hands and arms were beginning to both numb and throb from the strain.

Not wanting Bill to be unresponsive, Bull motioned to Josh to lower Bill. After consulting with Hussain, they asked for the spanking bench to be brought on stage. Together the three men released Bill from the suspension rig and spreader bar. They secured his oiled nude body to the spanking bench. He was draped face down over the top of the saw horse like dungeon furniture such that his head hung over one end and with his ass hanging and widely spread over the other.

The two men undressed quickly, their expensive time ticking away. A servant took the selected condom from Bull, kneeled and inserted the condom into his mouth. He leaned over and rolled the condom down Bull’s large cock with his lips. Hussain took a ring gag from another attendant and inserted it into Bill’s mouth, tightening the strap around Bill’s neck.

Bull pulled out a small can of Mr. Ease and after pulling the butt plug out of Bill, sprayed it and reinserted it into Bill’s cringing asshole. “We’ll let that cook a while as we warm our boy up.” Bull took a black ping pong shaped paddle from his pile of clothes and smacked Bill's hard muscled white ass cheeks.

Hussain inserted his long thin uncovered cock into the helpless jock’s mouth. He began to saw it in and out, deeper each time, making Bill choke and gag. Tiring of the retching, Hussain pulled his saliva wet cock from Bill’s mouth just as Bull smacked him on the ass again.

Motioning to the attendant, he grabbed another condom which the attendant applied the same as Bull’s except for taking the entire cock completely down his trained throat like the professional cock sucker he was.

Taking a jar of Kama Sutra Apricot flavored Pleasure Balm out of the cart, Hussain plunged his condom covered cock into the full jar of balm. A yellow jelly coated the last two inches of Hussain’s long cock. Hussain turned as Bull smacked Bill’s reddening ass and plunged his cock in to the roots. Hussain grabbed Bill by the D rings on Bill’s collar, hooking a couple of strong fingers on the rings, giving him leverage. The balm coated the back of Bill’s throat and it began to numb like Novocain, killing his gag reflex quickly.

Hussain fucked Bill’s mouth over and over, while Bull continued to paddle Bill’s increasingly red ass. Red enough, Bull pulled the butt plug from Bill’s prepared ass and plunged his eight inch long, two inch diameter cock into Bill’s virgin ass in one swift brutal stroke. Bull hooked his fingers into two of the D rings in Bill’s belt, pulling Bill’s ass onto his huge cock.

The two happy men reached across Bill’s bound prostrated body and gave each other high five’s. Together they set up a controlled rhythm, plunging into Bill at the same time and withdrawing at the same time.

Still, unconcerned about the other’s pleasure they finished at different times. First Hussain came into his condom and backed out of Bill’s ringed mouth. Drool started running out of Bill's immobilized mouth, running out and over his chin to drip to the floor in long hanging strings. The attendant knelt and using his long thin fingers, rolled the condom off enough to remove the condom. He leaned over at Hussain’s nod and sucked the cum covered cock clean, sucking every drop from his softening cock.

Bill could see what was going on. The Attendant took the used condom and carefully brought it to the nearby brandy snifter, upended it and squeezed the cum out into the snifter. He then threw the used condom into the trash and handed Hussain a towel.

Bull, by this time was speeding up his deep plunges into Bill’s now gaping asshole. Bull roared like his namesake and plunged to the balls as deep as he could force his large cock. He spasmed over and over, seemingly for a minute and finally slumped down, leaning his hands onto Bill’s muscular upper back. Finally, giving Bill a few rough squeezes of his shoulders, he sprung up and pulled his now softening cock from Bill’s lube dripping ass.

The attendant came to Bull and again rolled the condom off, sucked Bull clean and dumped the cum into the snifter along with Hussain’s. The combination from the two virile men was quite a bit but didn’t look like much at all in the large spherical glass. There was lots of room for more.

Fortunately, Bill’s ass had been prepared by the Mr. Ease and KY Jelly. Bill had taken the large cock into his clenching virgin ass like wet velvet. The tight hot fit and warm ass cheeks had caressed Bull’s cock in a welcome embrace, well worth the money!

The room erupted in applause from the rapt audience. The performance of the two men was basic but inspiring. It was a good start on the long night.

The two men, sated for the time being and plenty of time left in their hour and a half, went downstairs and pulled a rack of percussion toys up the ramp to play with the hot oiled hunk some more.

As the two naked winners were getting more equipment, two attendants unlocked the wheels on the spanking bench, and turned the thoroughly fucked Bill around and around for the audience, his gaping ass finally starting to close, his hard cock pointing down, drooling precum. It appeared like Bill must have enjoyed that!

Hank grinned widely, Bill’s future money earning opportunities had opened up. Hank would get his money and if he handled this well, a lot more.

Hussain got behind Bill’s beautiful muscled pink ass and swung a three eighths thick thirty inch cane and smacked the vicious weapon into Bill’s ass. The double pain of the cane strike caused Bill to screech through his ring gag.

Bull, handed a condom to the attendant who obediently applied it as before.

While Hussain slowly caned Bill’s tender ass, Bull fucked Bill’s forced open mouth, his huge cock stretching his numb throat.

Together they caned, whipped and strapped Bill, periodically squeezing his hard red balls. They pounded their cocks into Bill’s increasingly loose mouth and ass. Each horny man fucked him twice, forcing Bill to suck them off each, one more time. Every time the attendant slid another fresh condom on with his mouth and each time the attendant sucked their cocks clean and empty. Each time the attendant carefully emptied the contents of the condoms into the snifter. Finally their time was over.

Ed took up the microphone and announced a break in the action. “Ok folks, that concludes the first part of our show tonight. After a short break, Bill will be available to serve you as we discussed earlier.”

The attendants released Bill’s ring gag and took off his restraints. They helped Bill down from the spanking bench and took him to the men’s room to freshen up. While one helped him stand, the other used warm soaped towels and cleaned him thoroughly so he’d be fresh for the remaining members. Feeling better, Bill finally revived enough to stand on his own, took a piss and turned, to see Ed’s grinning face.

Ed said, “Well as president of the club, I’m exercising my prerogatives and taking my turn first. Kneel and suck my cock.”

Resigned to his fate, Bill kneeled, drew Ed’s zipper down, pulled out his average cock and sucked him off. He took the cum like a champ and held it in his mouth. He didn’t know what to do with it. Looking down into Bill’s reddened eyes, Ed said, “swallow it like the cum bitch you’ve become. You’ll be getting buckets of that from now on. By the way, the attendants will be pouring all of the condoms from everyone tonight into your brandy snifter. You’ll be drinking the contents before you’re allowed to leave tonight. With sixty plus men here, most cumming multiple times, you'll be a very lucky cum slut.”

Nauseated Bill steeled himself and swallowed the cum down. An attendant helped him up and the four of them left the men’s room to rejoin the party. Bill’s stomach turned with the tiny amount of cum he had swallowed. What would it be like to empty that snifter and be filmed doing it?

***

It was a bright morning when Hank’s Lincoln pulled up to Bill’s apartment. An early riser, Mrs. Spinelli looked out of her kitchen window to see Hank shut off the car. The trunk lid popped and Hank walked around the car. Bill crawled out of the trunk, his cropped shirt from the night before in one hand, his shorts sagging on his ass.

He was limping and looked exhausted. There was dried cum in his hair and on his face. His lips were chapped. His nipples were stretched out prominently and red. His chest had welts all over it. As he walked up the outside stairs helped by Hank, Mary came out and looked up at Bill. His back and legs were also welted and red. The back of his shorts were torn up the middle exposing a very raw looking ass as he shakily took each step. He had been well used.

Bill, a novelty for the club, had personally serviced at least twenty of the men there. Had there been more time, he felt sure he would have had to do many more. Happily there wasn't time! He was pretty pleased though. He had earned $9,500! That meant he had almost paid off his buddies with $7,000 and his bookie debt was caught up!

Mary couldn’t resist. “Sir,” she cried out. Hank and Bill stopped on the landing at the top of the stairs as Bill was entering his apartment.

“Yes ma’am?” Hank responded.

“When you have Bill inside and situated, may I speak to you about borrowing Bill?”

Grinning, Hank said, “Sure ma’am but there will be a charge for his services appropriate to what you need him for. In addition whatever it is, he’s going to need next week to rest up after last night.”

“No problem!” she said happily. She couldn’t wait to fuck his ass with her new strap on and beat his arrogant balls until he begged to be fucked again.

Not looking forward to being exposed to yet another person he knew, Bill slumped some more and groaned.

Chapter 6

It was Sunday afternoon and Bill was just getting up. He had spent a pain filled night, limping to the bathroom to piss, to puke his guts up from all of the cum and to rub ointment on the welts and small cuts he could reach.

Every part of his body hurt. Not just the obvious, his rectum, mouth, ass, back and nipples hurt from the fucking, beatings, and pinching. The inside of his dick hurt from some bastard who had shoved a wide rod down his cock into his bladder and then fucked the inside of his dick with the rod. Another had nearly crushed his balls with an elaborate wooden vice! One sadistic bastard had pierced his nipples, cock, ball sack and foreskin with three inch hypodermic needles until his pecs and package were bristling with needles! It almost looked like he had tried to fuck a porcupine! It had been horrible, Bill remembered with a shudder.

He took a long hot shower to clean his body of all the dried fluids that he slept in the night before. He had just collapsed into his bed without cleaning, exhausted from his ordeal.

There was a knock at the door. It was Rico! Naked, Bill grabbed his robe and opened the door. Rico came in and looked Bill up and down.

“What the fuck dude, you’re supposed to be in your shorts and crop tee? Jim told me what’s going on, told me to check on you and get his money,” bellowed Rico.

“My shorts were torn. I need to get another set. I need to wash the shirt and I just got up," Bill explained.

"Here’s $7,000. That’s all I could get for the guys this time. I’ll get the rest this week. Hank set me up for a gig with the old bag downstairs. She promised $500 plus tips for Saturday night. If that’s not enough, Hank said he’d find me some part time jobs as well.”

“I saw your web site. Last night’s pics and movie are posted already. Their IT man must have worked all day. I see you charge $25 for a blow job and $50 for a fuck. Well, take off your robe and get down on your knees cock sucker, I’m horny,” ordered Rico.

“What! You weren’t included in the deal,” complained Bill.

“Nope, I wasn’t. Here’s a fifty. Your web site, Bill-The-Traitor.com, says you’ll take all comers until you pay your debts. Hank’s making the arrangements according to your site. I called Hank. He cleared it. The fifty will cover a blow job with some extras,” said Rico as he dropped his pants and peeled his T-shirt, making him naked.

Resigned, Bill kneeled down and started to suck Rico’s soft but hardening cock. So that was what Hank meant by part time work!

“Hold on cock sucker, I’m going to get comfortable for this,” said Rico, pushing Bill away with a strong hand to the top of Bill's head.

Rico moved to an over stuffed chair and slumped down, his legs in the air and his hairy ass pointed at Bill. “First, come over and suck on my balls, get them nice and wet.”

Bill knee walked to Rico, knelt between his legs and began licking Rico’s large brown hairy balls. Rico's balls tasted and smelled of stale sweat.

Rico pulled his legs up and rested his heels on Bill’s naked back, pulling Bill in further. “Get your tongue into my ass crack and lick it from top to bottom, ball licker,” ordered Rico!

Again, Bill complied, smelling sweat more strongly from Rico’s muscular ass. At least, except for the sweat, he seemed clean.

Bill had rimmed girlfriends in the past and during the auction, he had tried to fool himself, imagining the hairy assed men as hot girl friends. He had little choice, if he didn’t lick or suck ass to the member’s satisfaction, the other member or sometimes one of the attendants would slap his balls smartly to get his “head in the game.”

Bill couldn’t pretend the ass he was eating was a pretty girl this time. Rico, his long time friend kept up a demeaning litany of abusive taunts. “Suck that ass, faggot. Doesn’t that chocolate butt taste good Billy boy? Keep that up. Wait till I tell the guys from the crew what an expert ass sucker you are Billy. They’ll be lining up for you to suck all of their asses! Soon you’ll be drinking down Rico’s nice thick Puerto Rican cum.” On and on Rico used his degrading taunts to push Bill’s spirit lower and lower.

Bill licked up and down Rico’s firm brown ass, sometimes pausing at his pucker to twiddle his tongue tip against it. He tried to hasten the end by forcing his wide long tongue into Rico’s hot brown hairy asshole, sticking it in and out quickly with his lips wrapped around Rico’s asshole so he could suck at the same time.

Sucking and licking Rico’s rectum as fast and as hard as he could to end the ordeal, Bill noticed, through the fog of his degradation that Rico’s ass had no problem accepting Bill’s large tongue. Rico was no stranger to having things stuck in his ass! Rico was not the macho man he pretended to be! Strangely, that made Bill feel better. Bill’s ass was sore and open now after the Auction but he had taken it in the ass as a straight man because he had no choice. Rico obviously liked his ass filled up.

A slap to the top of Bill’s head returned him to his tasks. He had been slacking off. He returned to the demeaning job of sucking and licking Rico’s ass while Rico moaned and groaned obviously loving the great job that Bill was doing. Rico’s large balls sometimes bounced on his forehead smearing his head with the slime from Bill’s earlier ball worship. Bill renewed his efforts to speed this degradation to a quick ending. Bill did all he could to increase the sensations he was producing in Rico’s hot brown asshole.

“Keep that tongue in my asshole, stick it way in there. Damn, that feels great.” Purred Rico. “Lick that hole, suck that ass. You have a talented tongue, ass sucker. I aught to kick your ass for hiding this talent! We could have been doing this all along."

Perversely and a little sadistically, Bill was getting into it. His erotic torture of Rico’s ass was driving Rico nuts! He sucked and tongued Rico’s hot ass as well as he could, foolishly hoping that if he did a good job, Rico’s wouldn't be so rude and degrading.

After ten minutes, unable to handle the sensations of Bill’s expert ass eating, Rico grabbed Bill’s head by the hair and rammed his hard short but thick cock to the roots into Bill’s hot spit dripping mouth. Rico nearly screamed as he came hard into Bill’s hot wet mouth. Rico’s hot thick cum covered Bill’s tongue and continued firing stream after stream into Bill’s sucking mouth and down his swallowing throat.

Bill didn’t have the benefit of the balm numbing jelly from auction night this time. Not used to swallowing cum without it despite the quart or more he had been forced to swallow last night, Bill hacked and coughed, cum going into his sinuses, streaming out of his nose. He’d smell the odor of Rico’s cum for days, reminding him of his perverted submission to his former friend.

“That was pretty good cock sucker. Replace the shorts and shirt by five PM tomorrow. Jim will be over to check on you and I’ll check Tuesdays, Thursdays and on Sunday to collect again. Jim will check the other days. You’ll be eating my ass and sucking my cock every day I come over so get used to the taste. Enjoy your day, cock sucker.” Rico put his foot into Bill’s face and pushed him over on his ass, his legs flying up and spreading as he fell backwards.

So much for Rico’s friendship. He was nothing but an ass eater and cock sucker to his only friends now, Bill thought sadly.

The full extent of his downfall finally struck him. All of his friends thought he was shit, half the gay men in the region had his web site and who knew how many would be buying a copy of the DVD that showed his shame? There would be copies made of those and passed on to their friends, eventually they’d be everywhere with screen captures showing up all over the web. His life as he knew it was over. To make matters worse, he still owed his bookie $25,000 and his buddies another $1,000.

He’d be sucking cock, ass and getting fucked for months and months if not forever. He was a whore for Hank with no end in sight.

Rico dressed and walked out with no further word, ignoring his former friend.

Bill sat on his bruised ass, naked on the floor of his own apartment, cum running out of his nose onto his chapped lips. He held his face in his hands and sobbed.

Chapter 7

Having eaten fast food and arrived back from the sporting good store with a couple of pairs of shorts and some newly hemmed crop tops, Bill picked up his phone and called his older sister. She had always been pretty understanding.

He could not take any more of this nightmare!

"Sis, don't hang up! I'm in a lot of trouble. Please don't hang up! He begged.

Sue sighed, "OK, hit the high spots."

"I'll tell you everything. Just don't hang up. Up front, I was incredibly selfish and stupid."

"Tell me something I don't know," Sue responded.

Bill told her about his debt to the bookie, his fear of the enforcer, trying too cheat his only friends, what they had done to him at the adult book store.

Sue broke in at that point, "You're lucky they didn't kill you, particularly Ivan. That's pretty bad but you deserved it."

"Yeah, it was bad. But you haven't heard the worst," Bill interrupted quickly, fearing she'd hang up.

He rushed then telling her his best client had caught the show, been invited to Bill's apartment, stripped, spanked, bound, fondled and photographed him.

There was a shocked silence followed by Sue saying, "go on. Anything else?"

The client talked the guys into auctioning my ass at a gay men's S&M club to raise money to pay back the guys. The bookies enforcer found out, took me to the auction, took a large part of the money and now he's blackmailing me and pimping me out."

There was silence again, this time it was so long Bill thought Sue had hung up. "Oh my God Billy, you are in trouble." Sue said quietly.

Bill was puzzled. He had expected more anger.

Seemingly calm like Bill had just given her news about a change in the weather, Sue asked, "How are you being blackmailed?"

Bill told her about the pictures from the first night, the videos of his auction, the deflowering and then told her for the first time about servicing men the rest of the night. Then he told her about the DVD sales and the web site.

She asked for the site address which he provided.

"Hang on while I check it out," Sue said.

Bill began blushing, knowing what she'd see. The longer it took the more he worried.

Laughing, she came back. "I have never seen anything that perverted and obscene in my life. Yeah, you're in trouble all right, Billy."

Worried and angered by Sue's laughing, "I'm afraid the bookie will send the web address to my boss, all of my clients and even your boss, Bobby's and Helen’s boss or the press if I don't pay up fast."

He knew Hank wouldn't do anything to upset the money train but he thought he needed to pressure his family. In other words, he had just tried to blackmail his own family! He had been stupid again. He had made a huge mistake, maybe the worst one of his life!

No fool and used to his selfish behavior, softly she asked, "How much do you need to get out of trouble?"

"The interest on the debt to the bookie is $2,500 per week with the next payment due Saturday. The full amount is another $25,000 and I owe the guys $1,000. I've got no money and I'm turning over my checks to Jim until I pay the guys. So, just under $29,000 if I pay by Saturday."

"You really did it this time Billy. This bookie can ruin us all if that web site address gets to the wrong people. I'll contact Bobby and Helen when they get back."

"Get back? Where are they? When?" Bill panicked.

"They're at a race in Dubai and will be back the middle of the week," she said.

Resigned Bill said, "OK, whatever you can do."

Bill would have to wait.

The next day Bill was called into his bosses office. "Bill, I got a complimentary call about you from Mr. Samuels. He said you went above and beyond this weekend at his party." Winking, his boss went on, "Thanks for taking one for the team, Bill. Ed wants you to call him about an order. Probably wants another taste," he laughed good naturedly.

"Yes sir, I'll call him right away."

Ed picked up, "What's the normal price of our regular order?"

"$5,350 Sir," Bill said softly.

"OK, put me down for that. Hank and I were talking. There were a lot of complaints from club members. Don't get me wrong. You're popular. Anyway, we want you back so the other members can have a chance at you too. Hank agreed and you'll be coming back next month. To make it more fun Hank will be picking you up next week to get some jewelry installed. I suggested nipple rings, frenum ring or Prince Albert for your cock, navel ring, maybe a ladder for your balls? Hank and the piercer will decide after the piercer gets a look."

'Oh God,' thought Bill, nauseated.

"You still there Billy?" asked Ed.

"Yes Sir! I'll watch for Hank. Thanks for the order. My boss will be really Happy."

When Bill got home, no messages from Sue. Jim had called.

"Bill, Rico tells me you did a good job. I've paid off the others. You only need to pay me now. Rico asked me to let him check on you from now on. I'll expect you to take care of him and a few of his friends from now on. I checked with Hank. He agreed that since Rico’s doing us all a favor you won't charge. After what I saw at Bill-The-Traitor.com, a couple of blow jobs a day should be no inconvenience. Agreed?"

He called Jim back and reluctantly left a message of agreement. What else could he do?

That evening Rico came over with a couple of buddies and it was a repeat of Rico's last visit except this time with three men and for hours. By the time he had finished one man, ate his ass, licked his balls and sucked him off, the other two were turned on by the perverse scene and were ready again. From time to time during the evening, one of Rico’s friends fucked Bill, dumping the contents of the used condoms on the back of his head. After a while, cum began running down around his ears and started dripping off his chin along with the strands of spit from his ass and cock sucking mouth.

Bill's mouth tasted like cum and ass! Bill didn't think he'd ever get the taste out.

Finally they'd left Bill kneeling and naked, covered in cum and his own spit his gaping sore asshole dripping lube.

Rico said as he left, "See you tomorrow you faggot ass sucking cum swallower! You're a natural!"

It became something of a routine. Work during the day, dinner and then Rico came over with a six pack to watch sports and get serviced.

Bill then licked his balls, sucked his ass and cock. He spent most of the night sucking Rico’s meaty ass or with Rico's cock or balls in his mouth. Bill’s only relief came when fetching beer and snacks or when Rico, thankfully, pulled his cock out of Bill’s tired cum sticky lips to go down the hall to piss.

After Rico left on Friday, Bill called Sue.

"Have you heard from Bobby and Helen?"

Abruptly, "Yeah, get over to my place right away," then Sue hung up.

Worried but hopeful his nightmare would end, he cleaned up quickly, dressed and drove over.

When he came in there were no preliminaries. Helen took over. "We've decided. I just got home from paying Jim. We'll bail you out with your bookie and he's agreed to have the web site taken down. There are a couple of conditions."

"Even after bailing you out over and over, you promising to never gamble again, you break your word. Each time its worse.

This time it threatened us all! To put an end to it, you'll sign these papers, quit your job and come work for me at no pay. You'll get to live at the track. You'll get room, board, clothing, etc. I'll pay for whatever I think you need and you'll get medical coverage. No pay! With no money and no possessions, you can't gamble!"

"What are the papers?"

"Sue set it up. You will be declaring yourself mentally incompetent and accepting Bobby and I your as Legal Guardian. We'll liquidate your possessions and Bobby will call back the bookie and pay him off immediately. That means we make all of your decisions from here on. Where you live, what you wear, eat, do and any medical decisions will be up to us."

"You have five minutes. If you turn this down Hank will be picking you up and he'll be doing the same. We'll publicly disown you. You'll belong to him."

"What's your decision? Who's stable do you work in? Mine or Hank's?"

Bill, not wanting to think about piercings, sucking asses, cocks, being beaten and fucked, decided.

A week later in Dubai, Helen introduced him to a very rich looking Arab fl=

anked by two large no nonsense white coated attendants. Helen nodded to the Doctor. The giant attendants grabbed Bill's arms, put them in hospital restraints and inserted a leather gag.

"Oh, Billy, to raise the money to pay your gambling losses, we decided since you were a traitor to your friends. You tried to blackmail your own family and are a nutless bastard, we'll make it official."

"The Doctor here will be taking you to a special party where a couple of rich friends of mine will slowly beat your balls until they pop. They have always dreamed of beating an arrogant American hunk's balls to mush. When they're done they'll turn you over to the Doctor here to finish gelding you."

"We'll show the authorities your paper work, explain you ran away, probably propositioned the wrong men and got mutilated as a pervert. The Doctor was forced to castrate you to save your life. As a mental case they'll never believe your family did this to you."

"If there are any questions, I'll show them that web site of yours. It was never taken down, by the way. It's popular with a lot of the exercise boys. I'm sure they're looking forward to your return."

"This will end your gambling ways forever. If not, we'll be back for a gender reassignment and this time we'll leave you here on your own. See how long you last as a mannish transgender in a fundamentalist Moslem State!"

"Take him away Doctor. This slave boy missed out on some promised jewelry back in the states to make this trip. While you have him, pierce his nipples, navel, frenum and taint. Install these 8 gauge bars in his nipples to hold these star burst nipple shields. Put in this 10 gauge ring in his taint, this pretty dangle for his navel and add this 8 gauge, one inch diameter ring as a frenum piercing so the ring is snug around and under his knob and piercing the frenum. Also give him a tongue piercing with this barbell and one centimeter bead. It will give him a cute lisp and improve his oral services. Keep him alive and bring him back when he's healed enough to travel. He has a long career to start, cleaning up horse shit and sucking exercise boy asses and cocks!"

The giant attendants pulled the wild eyed Bill away with ease, Bill struggling with futility, his screams easily muffled by the thick gag.

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