Straight Invaded Ch. 03

I copied the e-mail address that sent the picture and tried to see if I could track it somehow. After an hour of googling and searching, I gave up. I deleted the e-mail and emptied the trash bin.

I had been racking my brain all week about how they knew the house was supposed to be empty. They clearly could have gotten my name from the wallet they stole. The leader's voice sounded somewhat familiar. Where did I know that voice from...If that movie ever got out, my life would be ruined.

I thought about hiring a detective, but that would expose my situation. There had been no activity on any of my stolen credit cards. They probably took the cash and tossed the rest.

I scrolled through my e-mails and noticed a week-old reminder from the travel agent about the trip...That's it! The travel agent was the same build as the Leader. That could have been him behind the ski mask! It was only 10:30 AM, so I got to their website and found out they were open until 5:00PM.

I put together a plan. I spoke to a friend of mine in law enforcement I went to school with. He is in another state but told me most departments have a burglary task force that would be extremely interested in a potential serial burglary ring. There is no way I could have been their first robbery. I called our local police department and got the name of the lead burglary detective. My plan was coming together nicely.

I quickly showered and got dressed, checked my phone was fully charged and headed to the travel agency. I arrived about 12:15. It is a small agency with 2 desks when you walk in and an office in the back. There was a young lady at the desk on the left, no one at the other desk, and the office door was open, but the light was off. Daniel Fisher was not in. The attractive young lady asked if she could help me.

I asked, "Danny's not in today?"

She replied, "He just left for lunch. He should be back in about an hour."

"Ok, I will come back in a bit. I have some errands to run...Have you had lunch yet?" I asked casually.

Her answer made my day. "No, I get to take lunch when he comes back."

I smiled looking down at her nametag, Well Beth, if I was 20 years younger, and not married, I would be all over asking you to lunch."

She smiled and I headed to the door, thinking this was going to work out perfectly. I would have the little bastard all to myself! When I returned at 1:15, Danny was at the desk on the right, and no one else was in the shop. I walked in casually, as if I knew nothing.

"Hey Danny, I am hoping you can help me out." His eyes widened as he made eye contact, but he recovered quickly, making me have a bit of doubt.

I continued, "I had to send my family ahead on our vacation last week due to problems at work. I got it worked already and have next week off. I am hoping I can still get there to finish out the week with them. Hopefully, without costing an arm and a leg."

He looked at me calmly with a slight fidget in his seat. "Oh yeah I recall, the family was going to the Bahama's. I think your file is in the office, come on in," he said standing up and walking toward the office.

As soon as he spoke all doubt was gone. He was the leader.

"Can I get you a cup of coffee or a coke?" he asked.

"Coffee black sounds good," I said walking into the office.

While he walked to the counter in the back of the lobby area, I entered the office. The blinds were down but half open allowing a view from the parking lot. Before sitting down I closed the blinds for privacy.

He walked in with 2 cups of coffee, handed me mine, glanced at the blinds and did a double take. He hesitated for just a second, as if he sensed something was wrong. Then he calmly turned around, closed the office door, and sat behind the desk. I pulled out my phone as if checking it, turned on the audio record and sat it on my thigh, face down.

He leaned down and opened the file drawer on his desk, pulled out a file, placed it on the desk and flipped it open. He scanned it for a moment and before he could speak, I cut in.

"So how'd you like my house last Friday?"

He looked up startled and stammered, "Wh... what do you mean?"

"Don't play dumb, Danny! I know you were the one that broke in, robbed me, and made me suck your cock!" I growled.

"What are you talking about? There must be some mistake. I have never been to your house. I am going to have to ask you to leave," he said standing up.

"Sit down!" I grunted. I shuffled a little in my seat, like I might stand up and to confront him. He sat slowly back down, and I smiled as I saw the fear on his face.

Giving him my meanest glare, I continued, "I am really not in the mood to play games, so let me cut to the chase. I have contacted detective Rodger Huffman from the burglary task force. He would love to hear about information, I may have on an active burglary ring in his town. So unless you do exactly as I say, I will be heading over to see him as soon as I walk out that door! Have I got your attention?" I sat back in my seat and smiled.

He thought for a second and spoke quietly and slowly, "Mr. Thompson, I honestly don't know what you are talking about, but you are the customer, and I will do whatever it takes to convince you I have not done anything wrong. I just want to provide the best customer experience I can for you. How can I help you with your travel needs?"

"Danny, you are really starting to piss me off," I growled. "Travel needs are not what you will be helping me with today. You can come over here, kneel before me and service your customer. If not, I am off to the see Detective Huffman." I picked my phone off my thigh, spread me knees and smiled.

He looked confused and afraid. He hesitated, looked around nervously, and slowly got up. My dick was stirring as he walked to the door and locked it. My smile widened as I leaned back in my seat, turned my phone to video mode and watched him walk toward me. He stopped in front of me looking down at me, still with a look of fear.

I spoke one word. "Knees!"

He dropped slowly down placing his hands on my knees as he slumped down. I held the camera up and started filming..."Action!" I commanded. I know how he felt now. What power.

"First get my shoes and socks off so you can take my pants off for me," I ordered. His head dropped and he complied. After my shoes and socks were removed and set to the side. I continued, "Pants and underwear cocksucker." I liked being on this side of the camera.

My cock was at full attention as he unhooked my belt, slid my zipper down, and began to pull my pants off. I lifted my hips off the seat so he could work them under my ass. My hard cock hung up on my briefs and snapped back to my belly as it broke free. It was incredible to feel the air pass over my throbbing boner, anticipating his hot wet mouth. I slid down in the chair, so my balls hung over the edge.

He was a good-looking guy, maybe 30. 5'10 and 190lbs or so. As I looked at my cock, I was reminded how hairy my balls had gotten over the years.

I spoke up, "You'll need to really work my balls first, and of course you will swallow my load...Nod if you understand." My smile widened as the tables had fully turned. He nodded in compliance. "Tell me you like to lick hairy balls Danny. And you would love to swallow my cum," I continued.

"I love hairy balls Mr. Thompson and I would love to swallow your cum sir," he said looking up at my face as I continued to film.

As he leaned his head toward my ball sack, he gently pushed my knees wide apart. I moaned slightly as his outstretched tongue met my sack. His hot breath washed over me as he licked the underside of my balls. He swirled his tongue up the right side and then the left. I thought I would lose my mind when he managed to, ever so gently, take both balls into his gaping mouth. He rubbed his saliva around my balls with his tongue. I could not help but raise my ass off the chair to give him full access. I thrust my balls deeper in his mouth, then pulled away until they came free and dropped down on the seat.

"Suck me off now! Take my load bitch! I so own you!" I said panting heavily.

He bent forward with his tongue out, pointing down touching his chin. He pressed his hot tongue against my nuts and took a slow hot lick up my shaft. He did it again, and as he approached the tip, I grabbed the back of his head with my left hand, filming with my right. I shoved my 7-inch throbbing dick in his mouth and into his throat. He took it like a champ and began to work my dick from tip to base.

"Look at me while you take my cum cunt!" I grunted.

He opened his eyes and looked up at me while he thrust his head down taking my length. I could feel he lips touching my pubes and balls with my head lodged in his throat. I watched as he worked up and down. My balls contracted, releasing my shot into his throat. The second round blew into his mouth, with his saliva running down my balls. I thrust my head back breaking our stare as my ecstasy peaked.

I yelled, "Fuck yeah, take it all you little bitch. I own your ass! Suck it all and clean me up." I pumped his mouth with my cum. He kept sucking and licking taking every drop.

As my climax passed, he continued to deep throat me milking me clean. He slowly slid off my cock and began licking the cum and saliva off my balls. Then he licked up and down my shaft and began to caress my balls. I was starting to feel the stiffness coming back.

"That's it baby, keep working it. When I tell you to stop, I need you to get up, take off your pants and bend over the desk. Today, I am going to fuck my first ass. Nod if you understand," I said feeding his favorite line back to him. He looked at me and nodded with my cock in his mouth.

I tilted my head back, eyes closed, to enjoy the sensation. And suddenly, pain shot through my testicles like I have never felt before. My head shot forward as I screamed in pain and dropped the phone. With lightning speed, he pulled his mouth off my cock, grabbed my clothes and cell phone, jumped up and ran to the door.

"Don't Move!" he barked. "I have your clothes, wallet, and phone. If you leave that chair, I open the door and all the blinds for the world to see." Then he stepped out with my things and closed the door.

I had no clue what just happened. One minute heaven, the next second it felt like the tip of a whip cracked on my nuts. I examined myself for a bee sting or something. There was a red welt about the diameter of a dime on my sack.

He came back holding only my cell phone and began to speak with a big smile, "Thanks for filming, it kept your phone from locking out, so I had full access. I just e-mailed your contact list to my phone."

He continued, "I enjoy a good load in the mouth, and I felt like I owed you a favor after last week. But your little fantasy is over. I have your phone and all your e-mail contacts. I am gay and everyone knows I am gay. This video does you no good. In fact, here is your phone back. Feel free to keep your movie. You can jack off to it if you want.

By the way, there is no burglary ring. Lucky you; you were our first and last attempt at burglary. We did not get much, but it was a very satisfying experience."

Grinning, he continued, "There is nothing on the film we made last week that indicates we were in your house without your permission. So, if you convinced the cops we robbed you, they would not find any stolen goods. They would only find a copy of a home movie of a married upstanding businessman begging to eat our cum."

"You see, I have nothing to lose, and you have everything to lose. Therefore, it is I who owns you...Nod if you agree," he said looking down at me in my nakedness. Once again you are our fuck toy.

The sickening smile returned to his face when I nodded in surrender. He returned to his desk sat back in the chair looking at me and pondered his next move. I slumped down in the chair, balls throbbing in pain, dick shriveled and hiding, trying to grasp the meaning of "Our fuck toy".

"I think I have a win-win scenario that will make our retirement from burglary more rewarding and give you the chance to be the cum bucket you were born to be. When I release you, you will walk down the block and check in to the La Quinta. Get a nice room with a king bed.

"Let's see," He said looking through our file, "your family is due back a week from tomorrow on Sunday. So book the room to check out next Saturday. You will probably need a day of rest before they return."

He walked closer and started in again, "For compensation for our botched robbery you will bring $5000 in cash to the Hotel by 6:30 tonight. It will be a onetime only payment to compensate for our lame burglary attempt. In exchange, you will get you camera and all the movie copies back. You will be free at the end of the week."

He paused briefly and rambled on, "Also you will need to go to Victoria's secret or some such place. Get yourself at least 2 pairs of sexy lady panties, for each day you have the hotel room, including today. No 2 pair can be alike. I personally will check on you twice per day and want to see your new panties each time. Any questions so far?"

"I can't get $5000 today the bank is closed. And I would have no guarantee you didn't keep copies of the movie. Can I please get dressed now?" I asked trying to sound somewhat like I had a hope to get out of this.

"The only guarantee is that if you do not bring the money, copies will be sent to everyone in your contact list." He said angrily. "I am a reasonable man. If you can't get the money today, you can pay on Monday. With a compound interest rate of 10% per day you can pay $6050 on Monday. Ask again and its 20% per day. Nod if you understand."

I nodded in compliance.

"Here is how it will work. You will get the money, the panties and please bring your belt. I love the way it sounds snapping on your ass!' He continued as I cringed at the thought."

He bent down close to my face and spoke softly, "Rest assured, if you follow some simple rules, there should be no need for any punishment this week. Bring all the stuff back to the hotel room by 6:30 tonight. I will arrive at 6:35. Leave a message at the front desk for Danny with your room number. When I arrive you will be cleaned up and wearing nothing but your panties. You will greet me at the door and be ready to service me. Sound good Davey boy?"

I looked at him and he gave me the fatherly 'Do I make myself clear' look. I nodded reluctantly.

"Can I get dressed please," I asked longingly.

He looked at my shrunken cock and smiled. He stood in front of me. I could see his semi hard cock through his pants. I lowered my head in shame and defeat, hoping he would let me get dressed.

"Not yet I like you like this. Don't worry, I won't open the shades. Listen Dave, this really does not have to be a bad week for you. You will get to suck this every day" he said gripping his cock through his pants. "I will not make you do anything your cock tells me you do not want to do."

"I remember you sucking me like a pro, and your cock sure was excited when I left that night. I still think about your magic tongue working my dick...and the way you swallowed my load...wow!"

He pondered and began again, "By the way, you won't be trapped in the room all week. If you need to leave the room for a little while at some point, you can text me and ask permission," he said rubbing the back of my head.

I will be looking forward to dumping my load in your mouth this evening. I gotta tell you Dave, sucking you off got me excited. I am gonna have quite a wad built up," He looked down at my cock, "Whoa I think your buddy is looking forward to it too!"

Oh shit, my cock was rising again! I wiggled in my seat as if I could hide it, but I only managed to make it wave at him.

He stepped out quickly, brought my clothes back in, and continued his orders, "Go ahead and get dressed and I will see you later. I can't wait to see your new panty collection and feel that magic tongue!"

I reached for the clothes as he practically skipped to the door, opened it and slowly peeking out. Then he slithered through the door quickly, as I covered my naked dick with my clothes, and closed the door behind him.

Through the door I heard him speaking loudly, "Hey Beth I thought I heard you come in".

I put my clothes on quickly and took a moment to compose myself. l opened the blinds back up and walked to the door. I took a deep breath and swung the door open and walked slowly but deliberately toward the front door. I looked at Beth and smiled.

She smiled back as Danny chimed in, "You have a great day Mr. Thompson. Let me know if you need anything else. Thank you for your business!" I nodded and walked out quickly.

It was about 2:30, so I had 4 hours to act. My mind was reeling, on how quickly things turned ugly. I checked into the hotel and got the room key. I decided to head straight home, regroup, and decide what to do next. I arrived at home and went to our emergency cash stash. Unfortunately, I sent a good amount with my wife for the trip. I managed to scrape together $2100.

I grabbed a sandwich and downed a couple of beers. I could not think of any way out of this in the next few hours. So, I packed a gym bag of some clothes I might need. I grabbed as much alcohol as I could find and put it the trunk of the car. It was after 4:00; I needed to head to the mall, because being late was not an option. As I started the car, I remembered the belt. I ran back in and grabbed it. Reliving the pain it caused almost made me throw up. I threw it into the car and drove to the mall.

I have been to Victoria's Secret many times over the years, but this was ridiculous. I walked in and went immediately to the panty tables, shuffling through them rapidly. As usual the sales lady was there almost immediately, asking to help me. I shook my head and looked at the panties. Lost and confused, I called her back.

I told her, "I am looking at something for my wife of 24 years, she was getting older and not feeling too sexy anymore. I need something to spice things up and would like to get at least 20 pair."

Her eyes lit up and she smiled. "Whoa! I admire your spirit. I hope my husband thinks that way in 22 more years. I think we can find something for her."

She picked out several reasonable but sexy full panties with silk and lace. Then she grabbed some thong type, and I shook my head, thinking my wife hates thong underwear. But as reality came back, I thought what the hell, Danny would love humiliating me with a thong. I ended up with 7 pairs of thong panties of the 20.

I drove to the hotel, left the note for Danny at the front desk, and went to my room. I unpacked, downed a couple shots, and hit the shower. I washed, shaved, brushed my teeth, and dabbed on deodorant and cologne. I chose a black full panty with lace trim. I put them on, and looked in the mirror, thinking about Danny telling me I would swallow his load. My cock began to grow. How the fuck did I end up here! Why the fuck am I getting a hard-on thinking about it!

Remembering his comment that they would not make me do anything my cock did not want to do, I threw on some sweats to get a bucket of ice. As the time approached, I kept a bag of ice on my lap to hopefully to keep my cock at bay. Maybe I could lessen the humiliation if he thought I was not enjoying any of it. I tried to line up pictures in my head that could counter an erection when the knock broke the silence.

A second knock came quickly but much louder. I ran to the door and opened it slightly to make sure it was Danny. He shoved the door wide open as a couple was walking by getting full view of me in the black panties!

He stepped in closing the door slowly and in a loud voice said, "Looking good Davey boy, we are gonna have fun tonight!" I heard a giggle from the hall as the door closed.

He walked toward me, looking me up and down smiling. He was carrying a backpack, that he sat on the floor. Then he moved in nose to nose, and I felt his palm gently rub my crotch. Breathing in deeply through his nose, he spoke again, as I did my best to not react to his touch.

"You smell good Davey. These panties are an excellent choice. I love silk. Let me see the rest of them," he said tickling my cock through the silk. My dick was already forgetting the effect of the ice.

I backed away from his touch and walked over to the dresser. I opened the drawer and stepped back. He went through them, one at a time. He picked them up rubbing them, touching some to his face, giving his approval for each one. When he reached a thong pair he lit up.

"Awesome Davey! You are a sexy little bastard. We are going to enjoy these! We will save this one for later," he said tossing a red thong on the bed.

"Ok Davey boy, I have been holding this in all day, come over here and get me out of these clothes." He said, sitting, on the edge of the bed. "We have plenty of time..., this is going to be the best week ever! Start with my shoes, I want you to completely undress me."

I walked over to the bed. He leaned back, propping himself up. His arms were planted behind him, legs spread and overhanging the bed at his knees. He had on navy sweatpants and a tight T-shirt. I knelt down on my knees and began untying his tennis shoes. I slid them off one at a time and then removed his socks. My cock already stiffening, I tried to think about anything that could stop it, but as I reached up for his waist band, I was losing the battle.

"Easy cocksucker, let's start with the shirt first, "he said oozing arrogance.

I stood up pressing my knees against the bed, I leaned forward and worked my fingers under the sides of his T-shirt. As I lifted up, he leaned forward, quickly licking my left nipple, as his hands gripped my ass through the panties. I froze for a moment as he caressed my ass through the silk, his tongue stiffening my nipple. He moved to the right nipple as I closed my eyes, paralyzed by the electricity shooting through my body, my cock gave up resisting as my panties tightened.

I nearly fell forward on top of him as my legs buckled, but I managed to regain my balance. I let out a heavy sigh as he removed his hands from my ass and raised them over his head so I could remove his shirt. I peeled it up exposing his stomach and chest.

As the shirt cleared his head, he leaned quickly forward, his tongue touching my belly right below the belly button. I took in a sharp breath of air and shifted to my tip toes hoping to bring my cock in range of his tongue. He did not oblige! I dropped my heals back to the floor, his tongue drawing circles on my lower belly.

I was frozen holding the sides of his shirt his arms still raised, poking through the sleeves. Finally I yanked the shirt up and off his arms and tossed it aside. I reached out and put my hands on the back of his head pushing him against my belly. Jerking his head from my grip, he stood up quickly.

He placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down to my knees in front of him and spoke, "Remember cocksucker, you pleasure me. Take off my pants for me," he ordered.

I grabbed his sweats waistband and underwear. He chimed in, "Just the pants for now slut!"

As I worked them all the way down. His cock was sticking straight out making his boxers into a tipi.

I brought my head back up, his tent before me, he said, "Kiss it bitch!"

I maneuvered my head to get my lips to the underside of his cock. Through his boxers, I pressed it back against his belly and began to kiss and tongue his rod. He pressed my forehead pushing me away. I looked up at him, he smiled and leaned back on the bed. He crab walked his way up the bed until his head rested on the pillows.

Looking down at me on my knees, he ordered, "Crawl on up and take off these boxers."

I did as commanded. As I grabbed his waistband; he raised his ass and shimmied as I pulled them down. His 8-inch hard-on exposed. As I cleared his feet, he spread his legs wide, offering himself to me. I crawled on my hands and knees between his legs. I, ever so slowly, teased his balls with the tip of my tongue. He grabbed a handful of my hair, lifted the back of my head, and shoved his round oozing cock head into my mouth.

"No more teasing...eat my load now. I have been waiting all day!" he panted.

I took it into my throat and back out to the tip, caressing his balls with my hand. He was so hot and hard, I thought I might cum as my cock was pressed into the bed and the silk panties. I worked my head up and down until a jet of hot cum shot from his convulsing balls. I sucked and swallowed and tried not to lose any of his sweet jizz. He groaned and thrust his pole into my throat. I barely could control my choke reflex.

As his convulsions subsided. I took his cock deep and sucked hard as I pulled back, stretching his hot dick, until it popped out of my mouth. Looking up at him, I pushed my flattened tongue, from his balls to the tip, like licking an ice cream cone. His eyes closed in pleasure as I licked his cock all over.

"Standup" he commanded, and I complied.

The front of my panties was soaked with pre-cum and my cock begged for relief. He rolled off the bed, walked over and stood behind me. He was gently tickling my ass through my panties making little circles through the silk. It felt amazing. He pressed his body against my back, his hot breath on my neck.

"Laydown on your stomach slut. You are so tense; I need to loosen you up. Do not hump the bed slut. I do not want you to cum. Nod if you understand." I nodded as I stretched out on the bed face down.

I lay there, head to the side legs together, and he crawled on the bed beside me and lay on his side looking me in the face. He told me to relax and started to caress my ass with his right hand.

He began to speak while he stroked my ass. "I promise if you cooperate this will be the best week of your life. We will not make you do anything you do not want to do, but you will beg for us to do things you won't believe, as you experience pleasure beyond belief."

My breathing was heavy already, not believing how excited his caress was making me, I tried to imagine what was in store for me.

"You like sucking my cock, don't you?" he asked. I nodded smiling as he looked me in the eye. "Good, you will get to do that twice a day every day this week. Would you like that?" I nodded again.

"I have a surprise for you tomorrow afternoon," he continued. "You will have a special guest you will need to pleasure. I am sure you will enjoy it very much. It will open up a new world of pleasure for you." As he spoke, his hand slid inside my panties and I began to grind my cock against the bed, as his fingers touched my ass directly.

"I told you not to do that!" he said as he pulled his hand out of my panties. "Go get the belt. I am not going to punish you, but you need to know I will." he said shoving me off the bed.

I grabbed the belt and stood beside the bed. He reached up and took the belt and ordered me to lay back down. As I did, he put his hand back in and began to caress my ass again.

"Are we ok now?" he asked. I nodded looking into his eyes. "Good. I really do not want you to cum again today. Tomorrow afternoon you can cum as much as you want with your special visitor. I am sure you will want to cum a lot during your training, so you should save it up."

His voice continued from a distant place as he caressed my ass, "I can tell you really love servicing our cocks and I am sure you will not give us any problem this week. Am I right?"

I nodded as I felt his fingers caress my asshole. No one had ever touched me there and the tingle through my body was disturbing. He made small circles around my sphincter; I sighed and pushed my hole ever so slightly against his finger.

He continued, "I think you will take nicely to your training."

What training? I thought, afraid to ask and getting harder as he continued tickling my asshole.

"Please let me cum!" I begged. "My cock is killing me!"

I pushed against his finger feeling my cock against the wet silk panties. He wiggled his finger as I pressed against it, just loosening my hole slightly. I was getting crazy with lust. When he pulled his hand out and brought his finger up to my nostrils, so I could smell my own asshole. I breathed it in deeply.

"You like that don't you slut?" I nodded rapidly trying not to cum in my silk panties. He moved the finger to my mouth and touched my lips. "Suck it," he said.

I did as commanded, bobbing on it like his cock. He slid the hand back into my panties and worked the wet finger around my hole. My breathing intensified, my heart raced and began to rub my cock on the bed for relief.

"OK, if you want to cum in the panties, you'll need to lick them clean," he told me.

I nodded and rubbed, almost instantly shooting my load in the panties, his wet finger tickling my asshole. My whole body spasmed as I filled the panties pressing my ass against his finger.

He pulled away and said, "You're not ready for that yet," and watched me complete my orgasm. "Roll over you horny little slut!"

As I did, he threw his leg over me and straddled my legs. He grabbed my waistband and pulled my panties down below my knees. I pulled my legs out and he cupped the cum filled panty in his hand, placing it over my mouth. I lapped up my own cum and swallowed all that I could, the rest was smeared on my face and chin.

He jumped up and walked toward the bathroom with my soiled underwear and told me to come along so he could clean me up and get me ready for tomorrow. As I entered the bathroom he was, starting the bath water running.

After checking the temp and setting the plug, he stood up and lead me to the sink. He got a warm washcloth and wiped my face and neck. Two grown men naked in a bathroom. Me being wiped off like a child after a meal. What was happening to me?

"By the way Davey boy, your hairy balls did not work well for me, so we need to have a little shave. Don't worry, I have done this many times for my old boyfriend. You will love this," He smirked.

"You're going to shave my balls? What will I tell my wife?" I asked desperately.

"Your Balls, your pubes and your ass. You will be smooth as a babies bottom. You can tell your wife you did it for her. I bet she gives the best blow job she gave in years. I really don't care what you tell her."

"By the way you will have to do this at least once a day while you are in the room this week. Better if you do it twice." He said slapping my naked ass.

"Get in!' He said pointing to the tub, still filling with water. He left the room and came back with his bag.

As I eased my bottom into the tub, he fished around and brought out shaving cream and a new pack of razors. He waved his semi hard cock at me as he stood next to the tub.

"Let's start with your ass. Get on all fours," he ordered.

I did and he applied a large mound of shave cream to my back. He rubbed it all over my ass and then into my ass crack. He ran his hand over my ball and stroked my cock with it, getting it growing again. He shaved my cheeks like a pro. Then reaching under and rubbed my cock.

"Feel how smooth Davey boy," he continued. I rubbed my smooth ass while he stroked me hard again. Then he said," OK Davey boy plant your forehead on the end of the tub and spread your ass cheeks."

With him stroking me I did not resist a bit. Still on my knees, I leaned forward resting my head on the end of the tub and gripped my ass cheeks pulling them wide apart. He worked the razor painlessly through my ass crack. Then he cupped water in his hands and poured it down my ass. He ran his fingers over my asshole. It felt so cool as the air hit the newly shaved skin.

"Feel that Davey boy." he said excitedly. I rubbed my fingers over my shaved hole as my boner grew.

"Ok Davey boy, stand up. We will get the front in the shower. We got some serious bush for the drain. He rubbed shaving cream over my cock and balls. As he gripped my cock, I felt myself pumping his hand. That's good Davey boy. The harder the better for this process."

When he finished, he rinsed me off, dried me, and grabbed a bottle of lotion from his bag. He got a big dollop of lotion and rubbed it on both hands. He gripped my cock with his right and cupped my hairless balls with his left. I closed my eyes as he stroked my cock and massaged my balls with the lotion. I began to breath heavier as he applied the lotion.

He let go and said, " Turn around and bend over with your hands on the side of the tub."

I did as commanded and leaned on the tub legs together. He wiggled his foot between mine.

"Spread em!" he barked.

I did and I felt the lotion being rubber over my bare-naked ass. Then he worked my ass crack with the warm lotion, circling my sphincter. He pressed gently with a finger, and I pushed back forcing the tip in. He pulled it out, wiped his hands with a towel and handed me the red thong panties. I slid them on over my boner and rubbed my hand over my smooth exposed ass.

"Like that Davey boy" he said gripping my cock through the panties. He slapped my bare ass and said, "Hit the bed Davey boy!"

I left the room and lay on my back on the bed. He walked out with his hard-on waving at me. He laid on the bed next to me, looked my way and turned his eyes toward his hard cock.

"Ready for another load Davey Boy?" I nodded. "Ok cocksucker, 69 me," he said as he laid flat on his back hands above his head and legs spread.

I wiggled into position beside him, threw a leg over his head, straddling him on all fours. His hard cock inches from my face, he began caressing my smooth ass. I used my tongue to lap up a drop of sweet pre-cum and licked from the tip of his dick to his balls. I kissed and tonged every inch of his balls. He slid a finger under the thong floss and caressed my asshole as I plunged his cock deep in my mouth. I wiggled my ass as I fucked his cock with my mouth. I wanted to feel his finger in my asshole, but he denied me.

He thrust his hips forward and unloaded in my hungry mouth. I took it all and milked his cock with my hand and mouth. As he unloaded, he squeezed my hairless ass moaning wildly. After sucking him dry he slapped my ass and pushed me off. I lay on the bed my cock at attention, the taste of his cum in my mouth.

"Great job cocksucker! now where's our money?" he asked standing up.

I tucked my head and said, "I could only come up with $2100".

"The number was $5000. It looks like $6050 on Monday then. I am not sure you are taking this seriously," he said glaring at me.

He spun the hotel room chair around with the back facing us and told me to bend over the back of the chair. As I did, he pushed my ass forward until my cock was pressing against the chair and bent me over it. The feel of the silk panties on my cock made me want to hump the chair. What was wrong with me?!!!

"If you cum from this you will get 50 more," he said as the sting of the belt shot through my ass.

The mixture of pain and the silk rubbing my cock nearly did make me cum! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! whack! The pain took over and the thought of cumming was long gone. 20 swats latter, tears rolled down my face.

"I feel bad about this Davey boy, but you need to understand I own you. Please say it" He commanded.

"You own me" I sniffled.

"Good, now go get me the lotion again and I will help to soothe that baby smooth ass. Bring it to me and assume this position again," He commanded.

When I returned and bent over the chair, he applied lotion to my burning ass. He rubbed his hands dry on my back and began to tickle my balls hanging out of the thong. Again my cock stirred. I was pathetic.

"Ok Davey boy that is enough for today. Remember, you will need to keep yourself clean and shaven. Razor stubble in these areas," he said reaching through my legs and rubbing my cock and ass crack, "can be very uncomfortable. I will be back a 7:30 for my morning servicing. There can be no masturbating for you tonight, understand?" I nodded.

"Good, your guest should arrive around noon so make sure you have lunch early. Remember, tomorrow you can cum at will, provided your guest says OK, but not before your guest arrives. Your guest will let you know when you may cum," he said excitedly. "I want you to understand, anyone who knocks on the door owns you and you will service them however they see fit."

My heart sunk as I thought about what that could mean, and I nodded my understanding.

"Good, I hope I was not too kind letting you cum a second time. You should get some rest and drink lots of fluids. No alcohol please. I assure you; you will want full strength and full load tomorrow. You will experience things you never imagined. I envy you Davey boy. If I find out you jacked off tonight, the punishment will be severe," he explained.

"Do good this week and I may blow you again. You are free to go this evening, but you need to be here at 7:30AM panties on. You will beg to service me, so I get my day off to a good start. Think of ways you would like to service me and if you beg well enough, I will let you do so," he said condescendingly. "Now get my clothes and dress me."

I grabbed his clothes and started with his boxers. I knelt down to let him get his feet through. He bent forward at the waist, and with both hands rubbed my shaved ass. He brought his finger up through my crack, as he stood back up and stepped into his boxers. As I worked them up his thighs, he swung his hips from side to side, swinging his dick at my face.

"Kiss it good night cock slut!" he insisted.

I stopped pulling them up and kissed the tip of his mushroom head. I stuck out my tongue and licked his beautify round cockhead. It was now pointing right at me again. He pulled it away and I eased the boxers up, watching that plump head disappear behind his underwear.

"You are such fucking slut" he said shaking his head in a look of disgust.

I finished dressing him and he walked out the door, He looked back and glanced down at my panties, smirked, and slid out the door. I stood there in stunned silence, looking in the mirror at my pathetic reflection, hard, frustrated, and used. All I could think of was getting his dick back in my mouth. I wanted to watch myself in the mirror as I jacked of in my red panties thinking of pleasing him!

I snapped out of it and thought about shaving myself. I threw my clothes on over my panties and went next door to the drug store. I got some razors and shave cream. I recalled him spreading it on my asshole as I noticed a can of hair remover. I got it also, hoping it might save some chafing that could occur from shaving every day.

I returned to the room, stripped down to my silk thong panties climbed into bed, trying not to get hard. My balls were already sore from today's activities. Hours more with a boner would make tomorrow so much more painful. As I thought about begging for his dick in the morning, the hard-on was coming.

I flipped on the TV and turned on the 11:00 o'clock news. That helped distract me and I fell asleep after less than 5 minutes. It was a deep restful sleep...

To be continued

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