In a bar in San Francisco, I was standing with my back to Master's right arm starring at a guy who was a little shorter than me. He looked very familiar but it took a long time to place him. I's seen him in video clips on Tumblr. I don't know hid name but he always wore a sneer on his face and slapped his bottoms around and spit on them when he was done using them. I one of the videos, he was strangling a guy with a black rope while he fucked him. It always turned me on to see him use his bottoms in such a cruel way.
The guy saw me starring at him and eventually started walking toward me. From no-where, Master took my bottle from my hand and set it on the bar then used his right hand to cover my face and turn me so that my face was buried against his chest. Since I was gasping to breath, I didn't hear what he and the man where saying except that I was his property. Master pulled on the back of my collar, slightly choking me. He pulled me away from his chest and asked, "you want to fuck this guy, don't you, you filthy slut". I did but I didn't want to admit it. I said "NO!'.
"Did you say "no" to me?"
"Yes Master, I said "NO!".
"But you didn't mean "NO", did you?".
"Sir!", I started to say but he cut me short with a slap on my left cheek. It was the first time that he had ever slapped me. It gave me a raging hard-on. He pilled my face into his chest again, nearly suffocating me.
We went out for a bite to eat before heading to the condo. The gay walked in and sat across from Master. He smiled at Master but sneered at me. He came home with us and Master turned me over to him to use and abuse. He did everything that I had seen him do in videos and more. My face and chest were slightly bruised and I had rope marks around my neck. He came several times and I jacked off several times before he turned to talk to Master who was sitting on a chair in the corner watching us. Master stood up and unbuckled his belt. He beat my ass with it, calling me a slut then fucked me while holding is hand over my mouth.
I woke the next morning sandwiched between the two men who used me until I collapsed the night before.
I dreamed that someone with muscled abs with pop-out veins locked an un-removable chastity belt on me. A flexible probe on the inside of the cock tube slid into my bladder. There was also a probe that went into my rectum. The probes vaporized waste and somehow got rid of it. Any attempt to cut the belt off resulting in the belt healing itself as the cut was being attempted.
I woke in the middle of the night with an intense erection.