The Adventures of slave sal Ch. 03

"That was fucking great! You are so pathetic! I can really make you do fucking anything, can't I bitch?" Bill was overjoyed at His control to the point He almost fell off the chair

"Of course, SAM, i am bound to obey You." sal replied humbly.

"Well, slut I want a lap dance now." Bill punched His phone and a new song came up.

sal brought his hands up his sides, swaying his hips. sal lifted one leg over Bill's Lap, coming down and moving his hips back and forth. sal's hands started on Bill's Shoulders and moved up, feeling over Bill's Face, then down the front of Bill's Neck to feel the Dom's solid Pecs. "Oohhhh." escaped sal's lips in appreciation.

Bill sat there, taking it all in, the naked boy grinding on His Legs, feeling His Body, cooing. Bill reached up and tweaked sal's nipples, a bit harder than completely necessary, but the boy was property.

sal worked hard on the lap dance, and Bill was enjoying it, based on His hardening Dick. sal took Bill's Cock in both hands and stroked up and down on it.

"Yeah, big enough for you to do a pole dance on, isn't it bitch?" Bill cackled.

"So big and long, SAM, i could do a pole dance on it. It would keep me going all night."

"Damn right, I can go as long as I want to, never had to turn a guy down because I couldn't get it up. I'm going to rail you again as soon as this song is over."

And he did. As the song faded, Bill moved forward, almost rolling the two to the floor and quickly shoved His Pecker into sal's hole, not wasting any time to begin thrusting into sal. This fuck was front on, so sal could see Bill's Face showing the extreme pleasure of the sex and control. And the rough concentration of the rut. sal's ass ached at the further use, but it was a nice change to see the Face of his Fucker.

Bill rutted into sal, shoving a big Dick deep into the boy-pussy. sal made noises of great pleasure since that was expected, and it was a good fucking. Bill's Face had an almost-angry appearance, like he was fucking for revenge, but the sounds He was making reveled pleasure. "Take it you stupid bitch."

"Yes You SAM, fuck my inferior hole as rough as you want!" sal replied.

Bill lasted longer than that sort of heavy ploughing would have made, but He'd come a few times so it took longer. sal's hole had to deal with the assault, but that is what a slave has to take. Sweat poured off of Bill, as His exertions. Each drop reminded sal that he was a fuck-toy for use of anyone his Owner decreed.

Bill gave a handful of shorter, forceful thrusts and came in sal's ass, falling over and rolling on His Back. Well trained, sal moved to gently clean off Bill's Cock. Bill lay there, satisfied taking the service that was His due. sal moved to softly licking the Kid's Balls, and the two stayed that way for a few minutes.

"Grab your ankles, and keep licking." Bill ordered. sal was confused but obeyed. "Pull them further back." sal again obeyed, stressing his body. This is what Bill wanted. sal's body strained, but he couldn't complain or stop licking the Kid's Balls. sal felt his sides pulled as he kept his legs raised. Bill gave a chuckle, knowing what the position was doing to the slave. Bill decided He liked that sal was exerting himself and impressed there was no interruption to the service of His Balls, not even a lessening of the effort.

Bill had the slave go on for a while before pulling Himself up to the chair, leaving sal to struggle to try to keep licking His Balls and failing. sal tried to wiggle forward still keeping his hands holding his ankles. Bill laughed at this, enjoying the subs pitiful attempt.

"Get up and do jumping jacks." Bill tossed the command off like it was nothing.

"Right away, SAM." sal was glad to release himself from holding his ankles, and stood up. The jacks weren't bad for a while, sal felt his cage flip against his abs and legs, his balls joining in. It wasn't bad at first, and was actually nice not to have to pull his legs in an unnatural position. sal's thighs flexed in the movement, with nice cuts of muscle. Soon, it started to get difficult. sal couldn't stop, he had to obey. Bill lounged with an amused expression.

Bill watched as sal began to flag, knowing that the exercise was deceptive. It seemed easy, but it could tire someone out. "Stop, spin around, as fast as you can."

"Right away, SAM." sal instantly followed the new order, quickly growing dizzy, but fought to keep going. An order was an order, and orders had to be obeyed. sal's stomach seemed to be coming out of his body, like it couldn't keep up. sal tried to reach his hands up to his head, but that wasn't possible.

"Now get on your knees, hands behind your head." Bill's Voice was barely loud enough for sal to hear it, but he sighed in relief. This was a familiar position, and sal used it to get equilibrium. Bill smirked at the slave, "You are such a pathetic bitch. Plank position, now!"

sal fell forward to instantly obey. "Anything for You, SAM." It didn't take long for sal to really feel the stress of the position, but that is exactly what Bill planned. As the sweat started to drip around the slaves body it was perfectly tracing his sculpted abs he got from workouts just like these. The sweat continued to spread over the slaves chiseled body. A small pool formed on his lower back, that was starting to fall in between those two boulders of a juicy ass. Bill was slightly mesmerized by the sweat on the perfect body of the submissive. sal started to panic a bit inside, he was driven to obey. Bill knew the problem sal was having and reviled in the boy's distress, forcing the boy to hold in place and smiled as the small tremors started. Bill knew it was almost impossibly hard to continue, and had to inwardly admire the excellent physical condition Max kept His property in. The tremors grew, Bill tasted a sharpness on His Tongue He instantly recognized as a manifestation of the power He had.

"Drop." Bill gave the order just before He was sure sal would fail.

"Thank You, You SAM." sal lay on the floor breathing deep, unable to move his face from the awkward place it came down on.

"Don't think you're done. Get up against the wall. Sit position. Go, now." Bill waived his hand.

sal rose stiffly, heading directly to the wall and putting his back to it, sliding down until he was in a position like a chair, but with no support. At what he was sure was a perfect 90 degree angle, he stayed there, his legs starting to burn almost at once. This just added to the misery of his core and arms. sal screwed up his determination to do as he was ordered, it was just so tough. Bill was putting him through the ringer just for some fun. sal knew that is what he was for, to please real Men, but his legs burned. sal would do everything he could to obey, but he just wanted to collapse. Bill watched him with an amused expression. sal gave what he hoped was a smile of willingness to comply. His handsome face of dark features not quite hiding the distress. sal's dark hair was plastered to his head by a combination of his efforts in sex and exercise.

The burning in sal's legs was getting significant when Bill gave a grunt and ordered "Do that crab walk thing to me. I need my dick sucked again."

"i love sucking Your Superior Alpha Dick, SAM." sal slid down the wall and took a deep breath before getting on his feet and hands, face up to crab walk to Bill in the chair. It wasn't that far, and sal was glad to be going back to sucking.

he had almost made it when Bill jumped out of the chair and put more distance between them. sal knew he shouldn't be surprised. But he gamefully continued to head to Bill, face set in desire for the Dick between the strong Legs. Bill forced the boy to follow Him around the room like that, laughing at the predicament. sal's caged dick flopped around, further amusing the young Master.

Bill stopped, and sal scrambled to get his mouth around the hard Dick. Bill moved forward, rocking sal onto his back, sliding the large Cock into the slave's mouth and following in the descent. sal didn't resist, and soon the boy found himself laying on the floor with the Dominant above him in a push-up position, Cock hard. sal knew at once what was going to happen, and he was right. Bill began to fuck, forcing His Dick down sal's throat. Giving no regard for the slave, Bill pumped away, "Fuck yes!" Bill exhaled, so taken by the power He was able to exert. There is nothing like being able to dominate a male, to force him to take whatever you dished out.

It was really the wrong position for a face-fuck. sal's throat was at the wrong angle for Bill's Dick. But Bill was into fucking, so He was going to do it. The slave had to put up with the pain as the engorged Glans hit his gullet and forced in. sal took it, as it was his purpose as a slave. No matter how much it hurt, a Dom was doing it so he had to take it. Bill assaulted sal's throat until more cum flooded down it. Bill rolled over, and sal moved to clean the 18 year old's Cock off.

The alarm on Bill's phone went off, Bill twisted to shut if off. "Yes! Dungeon time!" Bill jumped up and kicked sal in the side "Max said I had to wait before I could take you to the dungeon. Time's up show me where it is. Get going you slut."

"Of course, SAM, this way." sal ached standing, his body was sore from all the things Bill had done to him. sal lead out of the room to the door going downstairs. Bill kicked sal in the ass a few times, not hard, just to do it.

sal opened the door and stood aside for Bill to go to first. As Bill headed down, sal admired His Ass, very firm and round. It was no wonder He got to fuck anyone He wanted. sal retook the lead at the bottom until they made it to the door of the dungeon. "Fucking A!" Bill exclaimed as He walked in, running His Hands over some of the equipment. sal stood quietly as Bill looked around. "Damn, this is sweet. Fuckin' shame Max said I had to go easy on you, or I'd flay the skin off of you."

sal was relieved and worried at the same time. sal was worried how far Bill would go, but was comforted that his Owner had made arrangements to protect him.

"Fetch the flogger." Bill snapped.

sal scrambled to bring it. "The flogger, SAM."

Bill took the implement and hit His own Thigh, giving a wince He quickly hid. "Get up on that cross, back to me fuckface."

"At once, SAM." sal moved to the cross, putting his hands up. Bill quickly attached sal's limbs to the cuffs, holding the boy in place.

The young Guy pulled the tails of the flogger through His Fingers, then raised it over His Head and brought it down along the slave's back.

"Aaarrgh!!" sal screamed.

"Damn, that felt good." Bill gave a big exhale of breath.

"Very much so SAM." sal closed his eyes to deal with the pain.

"Glad you liked it, faggot." Bill struck twice on sal's buttocks, once from each direction. sal shouted with each, and Bill cackled, following with x-shots across the boy's back.

Bill's Cock was hard and jutting out in front of Him. He let the flogger droop a bit, it's tails cascading over His Boner. The contact sent new waves of excitement through His Body.

Bill swung and missed sal's back. Inwardly He kicked Himself, and to cover said "Surprise." At least the boy would think it was deliberate. Angry with Himself, Bill raised the flogger over His head and brought it down strongly on sal's back, making sal scream. Three more just as hard followed then Bill pulled the flogger up barely hitting, but still impacting the boy's body.

Bill's phone pinged. He looked over at it and considered not checking, but looked at the message. "Fuck." Bill threw the flogger across the room. Gathering Himself He came up right behind sal, sliding His Hands up the reddened back. sal whimpered. "Gonna fuck you now." Bill's hard Cock rammed into sal's hole. The boy let out a strangled grunt as Bill roughly piston fucked into the slave, rubbing the hurt back and crushing against the cross. Bill was taking His frustration out on the boy. The text had been from Max, saying Bill had gone too hard and not to give any more pain. Max had been watching all evening, a deal they had struck so Bill could play with sal alone but not unsupervised. Bill was aggravated that He had to stop whipping sal, but was too afraid of Max to defy the Man. The slave didn't know his Owner was watching through the cameras in the house and dungeon, but Max had not left sal in a dangerous situation.

sal was mangled, inside and out, could only let out untellentable sounds as Bill used the slave's body for the Man's pleasure. sal felt used like a cheap rag, worn and tired, ready to be tossed out. sal sagged in the bounds, forced up by Bill's Prick. sal was a bit amazed Bill could go so much, hard again and again to plow into the slave's body. sal rode it, not resisting, but not able to work to service Bill.

Bill's Hands on the boy's shoulders were strong, gripping tight. The grunts coming from the Man's Throat had a bit of work in them, as if He were trying hard to remain erect and trigger His own cum. "Take it you bitch!" Bill spread His Legs and Arms to mimic the position sal was in, but thrusting into the boy. Bill pulled His Arms down the length of sal's leaned back and ramped up the humping as fast as He could, finally cumming. Bill pulled out and almost fell to the floor, catching himself and breathing deep.

Bill half stumbled to the cross and quickly released the captive, who slid to the floor. "Thank You SAM for beating and fucking me. You are such an amazing Man."

"Get up fuckwad, show me where I'll be sleeping. I'm tired." Bill kicked the crumpled slave.

"SAM, this way." sal forced himself to rise and led the way up the stairs, through the main floor and up the next staircase. The second floor was nicely appointed, and sal led his naked Dominant to the best guestroom. Bill shoved sal aside as He entered, flopping down on the bed.

"Get on my feet. Suck them until I fall asleep." Bill put His Arms behind His Head, closed His Eyes, knowing His orders would be obeyed.

"i love Your Feet SAM." sal crawled on the bed and put Bill's Toes in his mouth.

sal worked slowly, knowing this was to ease Bill to slumber, not excite the Man more. The experienced submissive could tell Bill remained awake, only pretending to doze off for a while, until sleep actually did overtake the young Guy.

sal continued on Bill's Feet for a while, to make sure his Controller didn't wake up then slipped off the bead and out the room.

sal started in the dungeon, wiped down the cross and replaced the flogger. That was the only thing that needed to be put back. The lounge took a bit longer, but was soon back to the standards Max insisted on. Turning off the lights, sal returned to the guestroom and lay down next to the bed, hearing Bill's even breath above him, never knowing his Owner was smiling to Himself at how well the slave had performed.