Collared (Chapter 2): From Pup to Whore
After some more action at the Doggy Corner, I'm given a fist-fuck session. To pay for it, I am whored out to strangers.
I crawled into the kennel area, practically nude, wearing only my chastity cage and the harness on my shoulders. It was a friendly environment, but I figured, since I was the fresh meat, I’ll let others approach me first. A white slave, 30ish, medium build, athletic with perfect 6-pack abs and a very round ass, wearing only a leather jockstrap, approached me and licked my cheek. I giggled. He licked again and I licked his neck. Then he turned around me. He licked my butt hole, and I yelped. Then I realized I let out a trickle of piss. I was so embarrassed. His tongue on my butt hole felt good, but I knew this would be considered too lewd, even for Folsom. I sat my ass on the floor, to cover my hole, and tried to calm myself down.
He faced me again and said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“It’s ok,” I replied, “I just don’t think that’s allowed here,” and I licked his lips.
He responded with a deep lustful kiss.
I pulled back a bit and said, “I’m supposed to find other subs for my Master, who is standing over there, watching us,” and I pointed in the direction of the low fence.
“Fuck yeah, count me in,” he eagerly replied.
“Yeah? Great, wow, this is so much easier than hitting on a guy in a bar,” I said.
He laughed, “that’s for sure.”
“Crawl over to him then and introduce yourself. You can make a plan with him if he’s interested, and hopefully we’ll get to play in the coming days.”
“Cool, see you,” he said and crawled over to my Master.
Just as he left, a couple of other guys crawled towards me. One was a big black muscular guy in his late 20s with a huge bulge in his yellow briefs. The other was a bit younger, I think Latino, and was slim and defined, relatively short. The big guy was towering over me, even on all fours. I licked his beautiful big muscular pecs. He grabbed my ass and inserted a thick finger into my hole. He pulled me closer under him, so I was right in front of his crotch, and my butt was just in front of his face. He inserted another thick finger into my hole and started fucking my hole with his fingers.
I was worried of what my Master would think, assuming he’s watching all this, as I recalled I was supposed to be cruising for subs. On the other hand, he did mention that fingers may be allowed, but I don’t think he’d want me submitting to a guy that hasn’t submitted to him, whether that’s a doggy or not. My mind was down in my butt hole, pleasured by the fingers drilling from the big guy on top of me. I was barely able to speak, but I gasped, “please Sir, stop.” I tried to break free from under him, as I said, “I’m only allowed to submit to guys that will submit to my Master.”
He kept his fingers in my hole, holding me in place, and told me, “take it easy, bitch, I just wanted to get to know you. I’ll go talk to your Master and see what we can work out. Before I go, since your face already smells from piss, you shouldn’t mind this,” and to my complete surprise, he used his free hand to pull down his yellow brief, presenting a huge thick cock in front of my face, and shooting a strong stream of piss that splashed on my face and all over my body. As he crawled over towards my Master and I remained laying on the floor, the Latino slim guy said, “I’m going to see if your Master might be interested in me too,” and he crawled away.
From my messy position laid flat on the floor, I watched as my Master conversed with the big black guy and the slim Latino guy. When they were done, I crawled over and pleaded to my Master, “Sir, may I go shower?”
“Yes, boy, you may. I’m not going to take the big guy, but the other two you arranged may be suitable. You can take your shoes and socks off and crawl over to the other wall, where the doggy showers are. One of the staff members will wash you, but first, open your mouth,” My Master instructed.
I opened my mouth, and to my surprise, he shoved a $5 bill into my mouth.
“Good boy, now close your mouth. That’s just the protocol here. You can head over there and they’ll take the bill and shower you.”
I took off my shoes and socks and headed over. A hairy 50 y/o leather-clad guy took the bill from my mouth and proceeded unceremoniously to lather my body with body wash and rinse it off with warm water from a hose. He dried me with a towel and ushered me off with a friendly slap on my ass. I felt clean and dry and I crawled back towards my Master.
My Master put the ball gag back in and the hood over my head, with the eyes covered. “I’m going to uncover the mouth hole in the mask, in case we want quick access for you. We’ll be heading off to the bars soon. I’m also giving you a short break from the butt plug, but we’ll be filling your hole again very soon. Hopefully, you’re more comfortable now with being exposed, especially as you’re wearing the hood again, so you don’t need to put the jockstrap back on. Your dick is technically covered anyway, even if everyone can see it through the cage,” he explained.
A million thoughts raced through my mind, as I pondered what it meant to walk outdoors completely naked, displaying a chastity cage, and a gaping butt hole, stretched by now from the butt plug.
A pull on my leash snapped me out of it, and I rose to my feet. My Master led me out of the Doggy Corner and I could hear we were again in the crowd of the main street of the Folsom Street Fair. We walked for a couple of minutes and then he turned to the right. I think he opened a door and we walked into a building. I wasn’t sure what I was hearing, till my Master said: “I’ve got a treat for you. I know you’ve never been fist-fucked, and it’s not really my thing, so I scheduled an appointment with an expert to fist-fuck you.”
I admit I was curious about it and I was afraid to do it with anyone inexperienced, so I appreciated this opportunity, even if I wasn’t sure what I could take in my very tight hole.
“Thank you, Sir,” I said.
“You’re welcome,” he replied.
Someone approached us and said, “welcome Sir, do you have an appointment?”
My Master replied, “Yes, under the name Master J.E., an appointment for my slave with Master Amit.”
My jaw dropped. My Master pulled on my leash, as we were shown the way to my appointment.
“Master J.E., good to see you again! Welcome to my office, so to speak,” Master Amit said.
“Hello Master Amit, thanks for having us, we’re grateful for your service, isn’t that right, boy?” my Master said.
“Yes Sir,” I acknowledged.
“It’s my pleasure,” Master Amit replied. “There are just a few guidelines to keep in mind. Gags and hoods should be removed during the treatment, for safety. It can be trying and I want a clear airway for the boy getting fist-fucked. I need to see his reactions so I can adjust as needed, and he must be able to speak if or when anything hurts. This is an intimate space, so there’s no need to worry about privacy. The chastity cage is fine, though he will pre-cum loads, maybe pee, and is likely to be driven to cum. I generally recommend to any Master to allow the slave to cum during a fist-fuck, because it reinforces the slave’s need to take pleasure from his hole and without touching his cock.”
“Thanks for the guidelines,” my Master said. “You can take off his gag and hood for the treatment but I’ll keep the chastity cage on. When he’s taken a whole fist and he seems ready to cum, you’ll take your hand out, I’ll unlock him, and I’ll put on a glove and lube it up to fist-fuck him myself and get him to cum from me.”
“Yes, Master J.E., that’s a wise course of action,” Master Amit said.
Master Amit took off my hood and gag and set them aside. I then saw that he was completely naked. 6’2”, probably in his mid-40s, his muscular dark body was shining with sweat.
“Lay on your stomach on this rotating seat facing me, pussyboy,” he ordered me.
I did as he said, which placed me inches from his large dick.
“There’s a bucket just underneath you, so don’t worry about cum, piss or lube coming out of your dick or butt hole, it’s all good. Feel free to moan like a bitch, this is a safe sex-positive space. If it feels like too much, you need a break, or it hurts, let me know,” Master Amit instructed. With that, he put long rubber gloves on and covered them with large amounts of thick lube.
He began applying lube to my hole, easily inserting two fingers, as my hole was still a little stretched from the plug. He pushed the fingers in and out, in and out, repeating a few times, and then he added a third finger. I could feel the stretch, but was still quite comfortable. Then he added a fourth finger and I felt fuller. He kept a steady pace of fucking my hole with his hand, but he rotated his palm, and my hole felt wider, looser. Then he pushed it deeper, to get the knuckles and thumb in. I was drawing short breaths of air. Feeling my stress, my Master who was seated just beside Master Amit, caressed my head and guided it towards Master Amit’s dick.
“This should help him relax, if you don’t mind,” my Master told Master Amit.
“Not at all,” Master Amit replied.
His large and thick dick filled my mouth and I could feel it growing. Master J.E. was right, as it helped me relax, like a pacifier. Soon Master Amit was able to insert his whole fist. At that point he took his dick out of my mouth and rotated the seat I was lying on, so he was facing my hole. My Master got up, took his pants off, and moved his chair to sit in front of my face. He then moved closer, to put my mouth on his tasty thick dick. He held and caressed my head with two hands, as he started to fuck my face.
I was in heaven. As my Master was fucking my face and my butt hole was now fist-fucked almost up to the elbow of Master Amit, I could feel I was leaking lots of fluids from my dick – cum, piss, I didn’t even know, and I wasn’t able to hold back. My moans were growing louder and I felt out of control in the hands of these two men.
“I think pussyboy is ready for you,” Master Amit said. My Master took his dick out of my mouth, and I was rotated on the seat again, so that I was facing Master Amit’s crotch once more, and he put his large dick back in my mouth. My butt hole was now in front of my Master. I could feel him touching my chastity cage and my dick was suddenly released and free to rise to attention. My Master quickly put a glove on and lubed it up, and I felt him go right in. My Master fist-fucked my butt hole faster. He knew exactly where my prostate was and how to press it. The thick dick in my mouth helped muffle my joyful screams, as I could feel ropes of cum spurting out of my very hard dick.
“Very good boy!” my Master exclaimed and I could feel the void, as he pulled his hand out of my ass.
Master Amit also pulled out his dick out of my mouth and said, “wow! That was a big load!”
“Yes, that’s my boy,” my Master said.
“Thanks so much, Master J.E.,” I said to my Master. “Thanks also to you, Master Amit,” I added.
“You’re very welcome, pussyboy, and a pleasure providing a service for you, Master J.E.,” Master Amit said.
“Much appreciated Master Amit,” my Master replied. Then he pulled out my wallet from his pouch and presented my credit card. “$200 you said, right?” he checked to confirm.
“That’s right,” Master Amit replied.
I was surprised, worried that was way more than I could afford, without a steady income, as I’d just relocated. My eyes widened and I opened my mouth to speak, this still from my position below them, lying flat on the rotating seat. “But,” I started to speak, then remembering I needed to seek permission, and I raised an open palm.
“What is it?” my Master shot.
“It’s too much, I can’t afford it, Sir,” I pleaded.
“I’m afraid those are our rates, pussyboy,” Master Amit interjected. “My establishment takes great pride in providing expert service. You wouldn’t want an amateur plowing his hand through your hole, especially on your first time, would you now?”
“No, Sir,” I mumbled. “I’m just worried I’d be spending more than I can afford, Sir.”
“I’ll tell you what, I’ll give you a $100 discount if you’re ready to bottom for my two colleagues, John and Eric. You met them earlier. Hopefully you’re not too exhausted.”
I looked back in the general direction of my Master, careful to avoid eye contact. “Would that be OK, Sir?” I asked.
“Well, you know I don’t like you submitting to guys that haven’t submitted to me, but I’ll make an exception since it’s your money and you seem so stressed about it,” my Master said.
“Thank you, Sir!” I said.
“Two conditions, though,” my Master added. “I’m going to breed your gaping hole before they can use it, and they’re going to wear condoms.”
“Yes Sir, of course. Thank you, Sir,” I answered.
“Good,” Master Amit said. “You know that makes you a whore though, right, pussyboy?” he asked. “A cheap whore, at that, for just $50 a pop.”
“He knows and he’s ashamed, but he’s cheap and he can’t say no to dick,” my Master answered on my behalf, summarizing my feelings perfectly. I don’t like mixing money with sex, but I’m turned on to be passed around like a sex object.
“Well if that’s the case, how about he takes one more dick from one of our clients for the remaining $100?” Master Amit asked my Master.
“He can do that,” my Master answered for me. “But I have a few more conditions,” he added. “Again, the other client has to use a condom; It has to be someone I approve of; And it’s going to cost $150. I’ll take the change.”
As all of this was negotiated above my head, I raised an open palm to speak.
“Yes, boy?” my Master inquired.
“Sir, I can’t be seen selling myself for sex to a stranger. I have a reputation to protect,” I said, and the two Masters both burst out laughing. I felt blood rushing to my face, deeply embarrassed.
“Don’t be silly,” my Master said. “You already agreed to be whored out to two guys. One more is not going to make a difference. I’ll tell you what, though. You can get the hood back on, before we bring in the client. I’m going to keep your eyes covered too, but I’ll keep the hole for your mouth uncovered, in case any of us wants to use it. You don’t need the hood beforehand though, as John and Eric are friends and we want to be civilized to our friends.”
“Yes Sir, thank you,” I said.
“Good boy,” my Master answered.
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