1. Enslaving Robert


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    during the night I would have surely woken up Bob and gotten a punishment. Jay locked my hands behind my back and then marched me into the bathroom on my knees. I'm not sure which Jay enjoyed more, giving me the enemas or just having me alone in the bathroom for 30 minutes to an hour each day. If I had to choose I would say it was the alone time. He seldom ever did anything sexual to me in front of the others. I don't know if it was some kind of power thing or if he was just shy. All I do know is that I came to dread that bathroom more than even my cage. Jay was seldom as brutal as Bob but he knew a lot more about how to humiliate a slave. He didn't just repeat shit that had been done to him either. He often came up with his own twists to these things and even invented completely new stuff. &#034Time to take your shower,&#034 Jay said as he waited for me to crawl into the shower. My &#034shower&#034 was normally one of the most humiliating activities for me each day. After my hands were latched behind me again, I'm required to hobble into the shower and then lay on my back. I then use my feet to push my lower body way into the air until I'm looking almost straight up at my dick high above me. I then have to piss down on myself. If I take too long to start pissing then Jay always starts hitting me with a belt or whip. The main objective of course is for me to get as much of the piss into my mouth as possible and drink it. The more I got into my stomach the less of a whipping I ...
    get later. Of course, there is always a whipping of some sort since aiming without the use of my hands in this position is near impossible. I always get at least a few mouths full but never fail to drench my chest and the rest of my face as well. It must have been a bad winter because a couple weeks back Jay stopped risking freezing us to death. Now, he left the basement heat vents open 24/7. So, if one were to have to find a plus side to my morning &#034showers&#034 then I guess it would be that I didn't suffer from the cold air hitting me after I was soaked in piss. It wasn't much compensation though considering how utterly humiliating and degrading the activity was. Physically, my showers were one of the least painful things in my life these days. Yet, it was the showers that filled my nightmares every time I managed to get some sl**p. The dreams were always the same too. They always started with me looking up at my dick high above me. I would just stare up like that for what seemed like hours waiting for my piss to start. The entire time a belt would be bouncing off my ass cheeks but it was the wait, not the belt, that always bothered me in my dreams. I think this was the case because every time I &#034took a shower&#034 in or out of my dreams, my mind was a vast mix of conflicting thoughts and emotions. I would be looking up praying for my piss to start so the whipping would stop. Yet, at the same time I was dreading when it would actually start. On one hand I wanted to ...
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