Foryourdestruction - Destruction

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Always

10 Basic Rules for Boys

1. A slave boy’s Master has complete ownership of his boy’s body and sexual life

2. A slave boy’s duty is to serve and please his Master, a Master’s duty to his boy is care and protection

3. A slave boy must always follow his Master’s orders, except when his health, safety or life is at risk

4. A slave boy may not orgasm without his Master’s permission, nor can he pleasure himself without his Master’s approval

5. A slave boy’s dicklet shall always remain in its cage, except for milking and cleaning purposes, or any other use of the boy’s dicklet his Master intended

6. A slave boy shall always eat his own cum when allowed a release

7. When allowed a release, a slave boy must always be denied any orgasm, or only have ruined ones, except if his Master wishes otherwise

7. A slave boy’s body shall always be hairless from neck to thigh, as such displays of masculinity are for Men

8. A slave boy’s hole shall be called a pussy, in order to remind him that his has given up his manhood and that he has now become a hole for his Master to fill

9. A slave boy shall always be available and ready to serve and please his Master

10. A slave boy shall always honor his Master’s body, cock and orgasm any way his Master sees fit.

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Worship his cock.

It doesn’t matter what time of the day it is or what you’re doing, if he wants his cock sucked, you stop whatever you’re doing and you get his cock in your mouth as fast as possible.

It doesn’t matter if you’re tired or don’t really want to, his wants and his needs are more important than whatever excuse you have and nothing is more important than tending to those needs.

It doesn’t matter if you feel like you’re going to puke or you do puke, you swallow it down like a good girl and keep sucking his cock like it will give you air and life itself.

It doesn’t matter if your jaw hurts or is tired from last time, you ignore the pain and give everything you have into getting him off, his orgasm is more important than your comfort.

Whatever you think, feel or want does not matter. He does. You are nothing more than a set of holes to empty his cock into and you will be open and ready for him to use whenever he sees fit, no matter the circumstances.

A public show for us and them

Imagine meeting up with me in Amsterdam. Visiting the Red Light district together. Checking out some kinky stores. Getting a bite to eat, or something to drink before we wander into one of those “sex show” buildings. You know the deal. We pay for entree and then get to sit in a dark-lit room, with many other strangers sitting around us as well. A couple is having sex on center stage. Some people are jerking off. And a lady is masturbating in sexy lingerie for all to see.

But that’s not what we got here for. Not really. Deep down you know that. And it shows the moment I grab you gently by the back of your head and push you in closer for a sloppy kiss. You whimper and resist. Whisper to me that you were watching the show. I shush you. You see the stern, cold and animalistic look in my face that gives you shivers down your spine. It’s the look that makes you obey. You know it does. You feel my fingers play with the back of your head as you see me slowly unzip my pants and take out my veiny fat cock.

You’ve seen it plenty of times. From tip to base. From veins to foreskin. From balls to slit. You know the taste, scent and texture more than well enough. You’ve worshipped that cock before. And deep down you know that you are about to do it all over again. Here surrounded by strangers.

“Start slow.” Is all I say softly. As I push your head down to my crotch. And aim your lips towards my tip. There is a moment of resistance. Your lips don’t open. Not because you don’t want to. You just want it to be more forceful, more intense. And I know. Oh I know. As I push your head down by force until you have to open up. And before you can really process what’s happening I have your lips fully wrapped around my shaft. And I’m holding you in place with my hand.

“Ahhhh, that feels good. The full thing baby.” I whisper softly as I continue watching the show.

And where there was resistance. Now there is obedience. I feel you obediently bobbing your head up and down my veiny shaft, so my hand switches from putting force to just gently holding onto your head/hair. I allow you to fondle my balls. I allow you to suck my cock softly. I allow you to jerk me off and carefully rub your thumb over my foreskin. Coating your hand in the precum that started to ooze out slowly.

This while I for the most part focus on the show. You hear soft groans escape my lips from time to time. You feel my cock grow harder. You taste more pre-cum and you feel my hand wander your body. From your head to your lower-back, ass and pussy. I touch you like you are mine. Because you are.

So here. In this dark place. You are being forced to help me get off. While others jerk off their cocks. I instead use my sex toy: you. I use your lips and coat them in pre-cum. I pull you back by your hair and slap your face with my hard veiny rod. Telling you to stick out your tongue as I slap it with my shaft. Thick globs of pre-cum dribbling on your tongue and landing over your face. You feel me push your nose against my balls, making you sniff my warm and hairy sack. Making you trail your tongue all over my rough skin. Before pushing your nose against the base of my dick and pulling your head up slowly. Making you sniff inch by inch. Cm by cm. As you smell the musky scent of dick, sweat and pre-cum. As you slobber and drool all over my cock. I stop your face slightly above my tip. Tightly gripping onto you so you won’t just dive in to suck my tip. Instead I force you to take a moment and smell my cock directly. Smell the musky and animalistic aroma of my cock. Smell the strong earthy scent of my cock. You feel your pussy twitch because of this act. Knowing that you are licking and sniffing my cock in fucking public. A part of you becomes extremely aware as you see a guy glance over from the corner of your eye. You try to push yourself away, but I slap your hand softly.

“No. Continue.” I instruct.

Where once I had my cock in your mouth, now suddenly you feel three of my fingers push in slowly. You feel me lean in as I play with your tongue. As I use your mouth to coat my fingers in your saliva. Heck where I’m even fucking your mouth with my fingers. “Look at all those people jerking off to the show.. look at these people fucking on stage. It’s getting me so fucking hard. And look at you. My precious little cumdump.” I say before kissing you on your forehead, while slowly taking my fingers out of your mouth. I look you in the eyes for a second, before rubbing my spit covered fingers all over your pretty face. Ruining your look. Before pushing your open mouth down on my cock in one fell slam.

Some of the people around us notice the gagging sound you make as my cock hits the back of your throat/mouth (or whatever you can take). You feel me now take full control as I just grab you by the hair/head and move your head up and down at whatever pace feels comfortable for me. Sometimes that means fast and shallow head movements. Other times deeep and slow movements. Where I push my dick in deep and you struggle to breath.

But realize I’m quite literally using your mouth as a masturbation sleeve. As a fucktoy. As I turn you into a drooly wet mess. As the gagging and slurping sounds fill up the room. And more and more strangers focus their eyes on us, instead of the actual show. Some people even come in close and jerk off while watching. Others touch your ass and back, but only after I gave them an approving nod. But when they try to get further than that I tell them off. You became the center of attention, instead of the horny bystander. As you are slobbering all over my hard cock.

And then. To make humiliating matters worse. I slowly pull you off my cock. Spit/drool in your sloppy open mouth. And then push you down. Further down than my shaft. Further down than my balls. That’s right. I’m pushing you down to rim my arse. Pushing your nose inbetween my hairy asscheeks. Making you pathetically sniff my asshole as you whimper loudly. I grope your ass and smirk in a cocky way.

“Look at you being such a needy little asswipe for Daddy. You love this don’t you. They are all looking at you. All thinking about you. You are such a good whore for me.”

I say. As I guide your face lower and instruct you to kiss and lick my musky and hairy ass. As your tongue moves all over my skin, I moan and groan loudly. My left hand jerking off my drenched cock, the right one guiding you however I want. Moving you up and down my asscheek, but also keeping you still around my asshole. Demanding you to carefully and slowly rim that sensitive edge. Treating you like my public little rimmslut. While constantly groaning and moaning in your ear.

Until. At one point. I lift you up again. Make you look at me. Dazed. Lightheaded. Face reeking of cock and ass. I smirk. “You look like a nasty little angel. Lift your top up now. Show me your tits.” You do so. Completely focused on me and my words. And ignoring the fact that many strangers have crowded around us. Then. I jerk off my cock against your chest and groan loudly, before wave after wave of hot cum pumps and pulsate out of my shaft. Covering your tits. Marking you in my cum. In my smell.

You pant and groan. Looking in amazement at the massive load of cum. Proud of what you managed to do for me. And as you stare at your own cummy chest, I kiss you on your forehead.

“You did well my little slut. Fuck. That felt great. You can pull your top down. It’s time to go home.”

You smile. It’s now that you hear the clapping around us. Many strangers stare at you in amazement. But it matters not as I safely hold your hand and drag you out of the place. You blush and you feel a rush of emotions come to you. The cold wind snapping you awake, and the sticky warmth on your tits reminding you of what happened.

I smile as I guide you safely away from there.

“You look good angel. But you do smell like cum, cock and ass. I wonder why?” I say teasingly. Before we leave the district together.

Humiliated by your gym crush (nsfw 18+ erotica)

You were at the gym as usual on a Tuesday night, you like coming so late because there’s rarely anyone there. Also because it was always at this time Veronica would be working out as well… You had a little crush on her, and you were pretty sure she knew it. Sometimes she would look over and smile at you as she moved from the squat rack to the free weights, or give you a little wave when she first walked through the doors and saw you there. But you were too shy to actually say anything to her, every time you tried to muster up the courage to say something you choked up and seemed to forget how to form basic words and sentences.

Tonight Veronica was going for a jog on the treadmill, she was facing away from where you were so you had a perfect view of her ass bouncing in her gray shorts as she ran, and her long brown hair swaying back and forth. You always try your best to be respectful, you don’t want to get kicked out after all and you really liked Veronica so you didn’t want to come off as some kind of creep. But she couldn’t tell you were watching from where she was, so every now and then you stole a peek in between sets… you really couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked. She was quite alluring, and you especially loved the bright pink runners she always wears on the nights she does her cardio, paired with a cute pair of white socks. 

You were listening to some music when you saw someone out of the corner of your eye approach you during your set. It was Veronica, walking straight towards you, there was no mistake. You popped out your headphones and looked up at her in awe. 

“Were you just staring at me?” she asked curiously, folding her arms and looking down at you. She didn’t seem to be mad, but she definitely expected an answer. 

“I uhhh… n-no I wasn’t”  You said, your heart speeding up and your breath shaking. You felt so small in front of her then. How could she have known?  

“Yes. Yes you were. Don’t lie to me.” she said, seeming a little angrier now. You felt scared, worried she was about to hit you or go tell the gym staff.

“Okay yes, I’m really sorry please don’t be mad at me, I looked over at you a couple times in between workouts and I’ll never do it again I promise. I’m really really sorry, I mean it.” You pleaded with her, and you really did mean it. 

“I knew it!” she said and her lips curled into a smile. “If you’re really sorry, you’ll go clean my sweat off the treadmill for me. I don’t feel like doing it. Or should I go tell the front desk I caught you staring at my ass?” She smiled down at you cruelly. She was clearly enjoying this. 

“Of course” you said, getting up. “Again look I’m so sorry, please don’t tell the staff I’ll do anything.” She walked behind you as you got a towel and made your way over to the machine. She clearly had a good workout, the buttons were quite wet and beads of sweat still clung to her tight abs and legs. She quietly watched as you cleaned her sweat, you had never felt more humiliated. 

You were just finishing up when she raised her eyebrows and said “all clean?” 

“Yes” you replied quietly, your face burning with embarrassment from cleaning up after your crush in public. 

“Good. “ she smiled at you again. “Go put that towel in the laundry and meet me in the girls locker room when you’re done.” She turned and walked away without waiting for a response, clearly expecting you would just obey her command.

You were nervous as you walked back from the laundry. There was hardly anyone here, but you still felt scared you would get caught. But what choice did you have? You didn’t want her to go to the staff. You gulped as you pushed open the door to the locker room. 

“Over here, loser.” Veronica called from around the corner. You approached to see her standing next to her open locker, arms crossed. She pointed at the floor in front of her. “On your knees, here.”

You walked over and got on the floor. “Look-” you began to say, but she slapped your face hard enough it stung. “I don’t care what you have to say pervert. You said you’ll do anything, now prove it” She smiled wickedly down at you. “Untie my shoes and take them off.” She held her foot out expectantly. 

You did as instructed, afraid of disobeying her and getting slapped again. You noticed her feet were warm and damp with sweat as you laid her shoes neatly to the side. She nudged one closer to you with her foot. “Put your face in my shoe loser. Sniff it.” 

You leaned down and sniffed her sweaty shoe. It was incredibly humiliating, and it smelled acrid and strong from her run. She giggled at you and once again your face burned with embarrassment, then she put her foot on the back of your head and pushed down. “Youre so pathetic. I knew you liked me but you were too much of a wimp to actually say something, you just follow me around the gym like a lost puppy. So go ahead, sniff hard for me little puppy”

You did as she said and she laughed even harder. She let her foot off your head and pushed the pink shoe out of the way, turning around and showing you the bottom of her sock. “Lick the sweat from my sock. Now.” You looked up at her, pleading with your eyes for her to stop but she just pointed at her foot expectantly. You stuck your tongue out and ran your foot over her sole, from the toe all the way to the heel. It tasted disgusting, you gagged on her sweat and filth and she just giggled at you again. “Keep licking, loser. I don’t care how bad it tastes, this is exactly where you fucking belong.”  

You felt exactly as pathetic as she described you and as you sucked and licked on her socked foot. Veronica had stopped looking at you and was scrolling through her phone. You were never going to be able to look her in the eyes again after this… But even though you she was being impossibly cruel to you, your cock started to grow in your shorts looking up at her beautiful ass. You couldn’t help it, you tried to shift your weight so your hips were on the ground and you could grind the locker room floor. It started feeling really good, and the sweaty taste wasn’t so bad. But then she noticed. 

“What the fuck are you doing you little freak? Are you humping the floor? Do you like cleaning my feet that much?” she pulled her foot back and you groaned. “Disgusting. You are so fucking disgusting you know that?” suddenly she spit hard on your face and you felt it drip down your forehead into your eye. 

“Stop rubbing your dick. Get up on your knees again, now.” She looked down at you and smiled at her handiwork. “From now on, you’re going to be my personal gym bitch. You will clean all my machines after I use them. You will carry my water bottle and towel for me and you will stand silently out of my sight while I work out. And when I’m done with my workout, you will lick the sweat off my fucking feet like the loser you are. I own you now. Is that understood?” 

“Yes Veronica I understand.” You said, genuinely afraid of what she would do if you said anything else. 

“Good. You will address me as Miss Veronica from now on, foot bitch. Now get the fuck out of my sight, and don’t clean my spit off your face. Leave it there until you get home.” 

“Yes Miss.” you said as you hurried to your feet to leave. You don’t know what just happened but your dick was hard as a rock and you were going straight home to furiously jerk off.