Freedom is Slavery (3 page)

As I licked my lips, Sybarta released the collar around my neck and wrists. She lowered the back of the chair so that I was now laying flat on my back, my ankles still bound. She bound my wrists to one another over my head before placing a blindfold around my eyes. She told me to open my mouth and stuffed it with something that I couldn’t discern. I would find out later (months later when she did the same thing without the blindfold) that she had placed a large dildo in my mouth.

I held the base of it tight between my teeth while Sybarta, now free of clothes, mounted the large rubber dong and rode it to orgasm. I was again in heaven as I relished the sweet smell of her scent and even felt her fingers occasionally brushing my cock but, as naïve as I was, I really didn’t know what she was up to, despite the moans and the weight of her body on my chest. It wasn’t until Sybarta orgasmed—screaming like a wild beast—that I had a clue what might have been happening. But, by then, it was over. She removed the dildo from my mouth and reversed it, placing the now-wet end into my mouth, allowing me to feast on her flavor yet again.

I was lost in euphoria, tasting her, my heart in my ears and my eyes blind to the world when I realized that the phone was ringing. I heard bits of a muffled conversation before Sybarta returned to me to say, "I have a special surprise for you."

What could have been more special than everything that had gone before? I couldn’t even fathom. I just knew that I was in for another treat.

Sybarta released me from my bonds and led me, across her floor, still blindfolded. Here in this odd sanctuary of hers, her cot, her bondage chair, and a footlocker were all the furniture the room had to offer. The walls were sparsely decorated with her odd artwork and the cold tiles of the floor chilled my feet as I moved to her cot. She had me on my hands and knees on the cold canvas. She ran her fingers lightly across my back. I was startled by an unexpected knock on the door.

"Shhhh... shhhh..." she said. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes, M’lady," I replied and I meant it.

"Then you just don’t worry. Know that what happens here is for the best for you."

With that, she left my side. I strained to hear what was going on. I heard her front door open and close, a cold breeze from outside turned my skin to gooseflesh. There was a bit of muffled conversation and other indiscernible noise. I could hear Sybarta coming back towards me when she said, "Here he is, as promised."

Fingers ran along my back again, but I could tell that they didn’t belong to Sybarta. There was a third person in the room (if not more) and they were touching my bare flesh. I could smell the faint odor of leather and thought I sensed after-shave lotion. The touch was rougher than Sybarta’s, more insistent, as if I was being inspected.

A hand grasped my hard cock and gave a good squeeze. I couldn’t help but moan from the pleasure it brought. I heard a snort of derision and felt certain that the hands on me belonged to a man. This sent my mind into a tizzy. I had always been self-conscious about my body, especially in front of other men. I avoided gym class in high school and any other potentially embarrassing locker room scenarios. I had never been naked and prone in front of a man before, much less one who was touching me. I felt like I wanted to run out of there immediately. If it weren’t for the soothing sound of Sybarta’s voice, I might have done just that.

"Shhh, it’s okay, baby. This is something that I want to see. This is something you need to do for me. You’re going to be opened up and taken. Then I will know with certainty that you are Mine."

She held my head in her hands. I could feel her warm breath on my skin at just about the time I felt a cold, wet finger on my virgin ass. I had read enough in porn magazines to know that lubrication was being applied to my anus and that I would soon be violated; penetrated by another man’s cock.

"I’m honored to be here for this and that you’re taking this first cock for Me," she said. "This will be the first of many, I’m sure. I love to see men together like this. I won’t have you suck him today, but will save that for another time. He’s got his cock right on your asshole. Show me how much you want it. Push back on it and fuck yourself."

I really couldn’t believe what I was hearing, much less what I was doing as I leaned my body back into the pressure that rested on my anus. Suddenly, I felt myself yield and open to the foreign object behind me. I gasped but didn’t stop. I pushed back slowly, stopping every few seconds to allow myself to adjust to the cock that was now in my body. I didn’t realize how ragged my breath had become until Sybarta told me to breathe easy.

Having proven myself a bit, Sybarta had me stay where I was and had the unknown man push the rest of himself inside of me. I had no idea how much cock was in me but it felt like I was being torn apart. Before long I felt the rest of his body up against me and knew that he was completely in. This was the part I feared the most, feeling him now remove a bit and plunge back into me. Here I was, still a virgin in the sense that I had never been inside of a woman, but now opened up to a man who was slowly fucking me. I could feel his hot breath on my back and his hands grasping my ass cheeks, pulling me back and pushing me forward, using my body for his pleasure.

"Oh, shit yes," Sybarta hissed, taking in the show. "Now for the part you’ll really like."

With that, I felt fingers around my cock again. I couldn’t tell now whose they were, I just knew that they were stroking my cock and bringing me a lot of pleasure. The strokes came in time with the thrusts of the man behind me.

Could it be his hand? Sybarta’s?

I have to admit that I didn’t care. I just didn’t want it to end. I felt the burning need to orgasm, now as I was being pummelled by the faceless stranger. Harder and faster the thrusts came. I wondered what it would feel like to have a man cum inside of me.

Would it be like a flood? Would I even tell?

Again, I really didn’t care much, as long as the hand stroking me stayed on my cock. I began to feel like I was coming to the edge. Soon I heard myself asking Sybarta for permission to cum.

"Not yet," she said.

Now it became a bit of a struggle to hold myself back. The thrusts got harder and faster, the slapping of the man’s body against my ass filled my ears.

"Now," she said.

It didn’t take more than a second for the floodgates to open. It felt like I wouldn’t stop cumming. Slowly the cock inside of me stopped moving. I couldn’t tell if the man had cum or not, but really I wasn’t thinking about much of anything. My mind was reeling from the sensations.

Eventually, the cock was removed and—I have to admit—I really missed the sensation of being filled. I knew that I’d have to admit that to Sybarta later on but, for now, I kept it a secret. I could hear what I imagined being a condom removed from a cock. I heard the man behind me breathing heavily.

"Did you cum?" Sybarta asked. I knew she wasn’t talking to me.

"Yes," came the reply. To my surprise, the voice was completely feminine.

The blindfold was removed and I was told to look over my shoulder to meet Sarah, Sybarta’s main submissive. Her hair lay wet across her forehead from the exertion. Again, I knew I would have to ask Sybarta how a woman could cum from fucking a man in the ass.

"Next time, Louis, that will be a real cock. I think you’ll enjoy that even more," Sybarta assured me.

She had me lay down fully on the cot once Sarah was up and placed a blanket over my spent body. I felt the cold pool of spunk under my belly and realized that this was the first time a woman had ever brought me to orgasm. A smile curled across my lips as I fell asleep, safe in Sybarta’s lair.

To say that my apartment was small is an understatement. As the old joke goes, you had to step into the hallway just to change your mind. It always amazed me the amount of things that Kitty could do to me in such a small space. But really, most of the things she did to me took place in the space between my ears.

Kitty came in carrying a small duffel bag and wearing an evil grin on her face (and not much else). She told me that tonight she would be using me in ways that I’d not been used before.

I could only gulp a bit and know that whatever she was doing would be in my best interest and more importantly, for her pleasure.

She instructed me to strip. She stood and watched, with her arms crossed, as I removed all of my clothes. I reddened under her gaze. Kitty tapped her booted foot impatiently as she watched me remove every inch of clothing. Once I was bare, she had me stand with my hands above my head, facing away from her.

I could hear her getting items out of her bag. Time moved strangely for me as I stood, staring ahead at nothing, listening for everything that I could and wondering what was in store for me.

Her warm hand grasped my shoulder. "Turn around and lay across the bed."

I felt something slick and hard push against my asshole. Bending over, I felt it penetrate my hole. The invasion wasn’t gentle and it wasn’t quick. She pushed something inside of me, deep and fast. I gasped and she shushed me.

"Just accept it," she told me.

Suddenly, I felt the sensation of warmth and wetness. "Grasp your asshole tight," she commanded.

Obeying, I felt myself being filled now. She moved into my peripheral vision where she had a tall rack like one would see in a hospital. Rather than an IV handing from it, there was an enema bag. She loosened the clamp that began flooding my insides with a deluge of water and discomfort.

"You’d better take every drop," she hissed before leaving my side.

I whimpered helplessly as my insides were irrigated. It didn’t take long for the cramping to start. I had never had an enema for "recreation" before and it had been years since my last one. I forgot the intense discomfort.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on keeping my asshole as clenched as I could make it. I didn’t want to embarrass myself or upset Kitty by disobeying. I tried to keep my breathing steady, though I wanted to pant with nervousness and pain. While I did this, Kitty readied other things in the room.

"Hold tight," she said.

I tried clenching as fast and tight as I could as she snatched the nozzle from my bottom. I felt a few drops of water drip down my legs but managed to hold in the rest of the solution that filled me.

"You’re to hold that for as long as you can. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Ma’am." I wondered how long I could possibly endure the sensation.

A fresh wave of cramps struck just then and I cried out. I felt as if I was being torn in two but knew I couldn’t give up yet. I wanted to hold out as long as possible. I wanted to make Kitty happy and I knew taking as much pain as possible would do so.

Kitty sat on the bed. I could see her black nylon-clad legs. My eyes followed them up to a pair of short denim shorts. She put something else into my field of vision; a magazine. She slid it down until it was in front of my eyes. It was one of those "letters" magazines like
Man Talk, Options
or the like.

"Read it," she commanded.

Gritting my teeth, I began. The story was already in progress. "I pushed deeper with my finger, sliding in slowly before pulling out. I replaced my finger with my cock, aimed at his anus. Using the same amount of pressure, I pushed into him, opening him wider over the head of my cock. He moaned again, breathier this time. I waited, allowing him to get used to the sensation. Wordlessly, he nodded and I continued; moving deeper inside of him."

I moaned. Not out of arousal but out of extreme discomfort. I heard the distinct sound of a phone being dialled.

"Hello, Marcia? This is Kitty. Yes, it’s going swimmingly. He’s a couple quarts up. It’s story time. Want to hear? Sure." She slid her phone down next to the magazine. "Keep reading, slut."

I swallowed and tried to breathe evenly as another wave of cramps took over. I found my voice and started reading again. "Seeing the look of pleasure on his face and feeling his ass tightening around my cock. I put my hands around his waist and began pulling him against me as I pushed into him. I could feel the vibration as he pulled his cock beneath me as I fucked him harder. He started to cum and as he reached his orgasm the pressure on my cock triggered my own orgasm. I threw myself into him, over and over again as I exploded inside of his ass."

Kitty took her phone back. "Yes. Oh yes, certainly. Thanks. You, too. Bye,"

I knew that I couldn’t go on any longer without making a mess. "Ma’am?"

"Yes, slut."

"May I relieve myself?"

"Yes, slut. You may."

I started to stand up from the bed and walk awkwardly to the bathroom.

"What do you think you’re doing, slut?" Kitty demanded. "You will crawl there."

Getting to my knees was a trial in itself. Once there, I got down onto my hands and started crawling to the bathroom. The trip never seemed to take as long as it did then. It took all of my self and muscle control to get onto the toilet before releasing. The noise was horribly embarrassing and my small place did nothing to keep Kitty from hearing the torrent.

It felt like I was in the bathroom for an hour. When I finally crawled out, Kitty was waiting for me wearing a strap-on dildo, a wicked smile, a half-shirt, and little else.

"Now that you’re all cleaned out for me, you’re going to take my cock up that pretty little cunt of yours," she said, laughing darkly. "Crawl over here quickly and stand up next to this desk."

I did as she said. She grabbed onto my shoulders and pushed me down until I was bent over. She told me to brace my hands on the desk and leaned over me until I felt her body against me. "You’re going to be my good little bitch, aren’t you?"

"Yes, Ma’am," I said sotto voce.

"Good answer," she said, pushing the head of her cock against my asshole.

She grabbed onto my hips and began opening me. The pressure from her hips built until my body opened to her and accepted her overlarge dildo. She grunted as I opened to her and pushed my ass back closer to her, moving her cock deeper inside. "Oh yeah," she hissed. "Yes, take it, bitch. Take my cock."