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Subject: A Slut's Journey - Part 5 A Slut's Journey - Part 5 Enjoy this chapter, where things take a turn for Billy... Great to get feedback from the readers too! Chapter 5: Leashed I woke the following morning in a haze. My head was pounding and it took me a while to even draw up the strength to open my eyes. The room smelled musty and the heat brought back everything from the previous night. Blurry thoughts of double whiskeys and smoking weed filled my mind as I tried to recall all that had happened. It had been a momentous night for me. After some hesitation, I had agreed to meet Alex, who had violently forced himself deep into my throat in the park toilet cubicles where he relieved his load directly into my gullet. He then ordered me to attend his motel room later that evening. Surreptitiously, it was the exact same motel room where Boom had whored my mouth out several nights before. It was a special place now; it would forever be the place where I was turned out by these men taking advantage of a young, vulnerable teen. With an overpowering determination, Alex had convinced me to lay down on the bed and without resistance allow my anal virginity to be taken by this immensely well-hung man. Overcoming my own anxiousness, I had freely allowed him to turn out my tight, untouched ring-piece, and this for a cock most assholes would be unable to take even after several years of bottoming. Once he began though, he was like a machine and knew that he knew himself; he wouldn't be able to stop until he was fully impaled inside my guts - in retrospect I had agreed to it without really understanding the consequences. The trusts were deep and brought an excruciating pleasure I'd never experienced before and after Alex dumped his first load of the night into my newly-christened cunt; I never imagined we would keep going all night. Over the next several hours, Alex fed me whiskey until I was barely able to stand up right. When I was too drunk to decline, he offered me weed - surely with the intention of relaxing my hole further. What followed was hours upon hours of long, drawn-out fucking. This man's heavy, black cock began to reshape my insides and of course the opening to my colon so that it would never again resemble a tight, virgin hole. After the first violent breeding, Alex informed me that each new round would last longer, as he would have to thrust for longer before he came, and so over the rest of the night we spent more time with his cock inside me than not in me. Of course, there were times when the thrusting became too deep, or my sphincter grew tired of the incessant stretching it was having to endure, and yet Alex refused to slow down or withdraw even an inch. On several occasions, I found the pressure deep inside my guts to be overwhelming and I longed for him to withdraw to allow my asshole to close itself over even for just a few short moments, and so I tried to pull myself away from him. In those moments, Alex held me tighter than ever before and pushed his erect penis deeply into my gut; right to the balls, and then held himself there. "Shhhhhhhhh baby!" he whispered often, "Shhhh...just let it pass. It takes a little pain to make a brand-new boycunt. This will be a gift you can give to any Black man who needs relief in a well dug-out hole." His hand stroked my face, in a rare moment of tenderness, as I felt his cock - although motionless - throbbing deeply inside my asshole, and my sphincter stretched ever wider as each heartbeat pulsed more blood into his swollen and heaving erection. Occasionally he fed me poppers and held himself inside me until my sphincter relaxed and he felt it loosen around the base of his impossibly thick phallus. When finally he seeded my new cunt, he would lean back to relax allowing his cock to slowly soften before withdrawing it at length from my loose anus and I was shocked to realise that the natural reflex of my sphincter to tightly snap closed had been eliminated. My hole gaped open over the next several hours, as Alex put it through round after round of aggressive pounding. Only occasionally I would lucid enough to try to sit up and look at us in the reflection of the large mirror hanging at the foot of the bed. With mixed feelings, I savoured the sight of this large-framed, muscular black man, standing over my small, white, young body. I snatched only a few glances at his huge phallus ploughing in and out of my back-passage. Its large baseball-bat shape using my ass as its own personal punching bag - with a relentless insistence. In some way I had disassociated from the experience, but I knew that I was living through the total destruction of my previously untouched boy-anus. I knew too that this would be an irreversible change; inflicted on me without consent nor care for agreement. I shook the memories out of my mind and finally rolled over on the bed to open my eyes. The room was empty. I had no idea what time it was - but the sun was beating in through the window. My stomach gurgled and so I tensed my abs to pass wind. I let a loud, sloppy fart pass my newly loosened ass-lips. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but I knew that the openness I felt below would be permanent. I reached down to feel between my legs; my fingers encountered a wet sogginess, and I recognised immediately that without even feeling it I had not only passed wind, but also the large loads of cum that Alex had deposited inside my intestines. I hesitated a moment, before I brought my fingers to the opening of my anus. I gasped. I wasn't sure how many hours I'd been asleep, but my asshole welcomed my fingers with nearly no resistance. It was true, Alex had given me a cunt. At kocaeli escort length, I managed to get myself up and check the time; 11:30 am; check out was in 30 minutes. I gulped down two large glasses of water and jumped under the shower. When I came out, I picked up my clothes that were strewn around the room. As I was readying myself, I found the bottle of poppers which slipped right into my bag. I was out just in time for midday. As I stepped out in the sun, the heat of the day hit me. I turned the corner on the landing towards the stairs to go sit by the pool for a few minutes. As I walked down the steps, the toilet block past the end of the parking lot, was right in my sight line in the distance. A wave of desire took hold, I couldn't be sure, but I hoped that Boom might pass by that afternoon. --- I walked over and sat a few minutes at the benches just behind the toilet block. It was shaded and a cool breeze flowed from an opening in the woods that surrounded the parking bay. I lay back and relaxed for a while; I had no desire to go home and face my mom. I ran over the night's events in my mind - feeling my little cock harden. I realised, Alex hadn't taken notice of my cock at all, he hadn't encouraged me or allowed me to cum all night long, and to be honest I hadn't even thought about it myself. Now he was gone without a trace; I wondered if I would ever see him again or had he come into my life with this sole purpose before disappearing again. A loud car exhaust drew my attention back towards the entrance to the parking bay, and I turned my head to see who was pulling up. It was an old beat up taxi, but it had pulled in too quickly for me to get a good glimpse of who was inside. The taxi pulled in a little further up so I couldn't get a good look from where I was sitting either. I waited in case someone would get out. A few minutes passed and there was no movement; I was getting impatient. As I thought about getting the chance to suck a man's cock in the toilet again. I was shocked at myself; only a few days prior I didn't even know anything about this place, but now the thought of sucking a cock - any cock - was extremely arousing for me. "Fuck it!" I said to myself, picking my hot body up off the bench and making my way towards the toilet block. I knew the path well by this stage and as I neared the door, I no longer felt the familiar anxiousness from those first few days; instead I was excited to be going back there and giddy at the thought of the cum I would soon get to taste. I passed by the taxi and threw my head to the side to catch the driver's glance before opening the door to the block. He was an arabic guy, late 20's with stubble and a light moustache. His skin was a nice matt-brown and his hair jet-black. I caught his eye and grinned as I disappeared into the block. I directed myself instinctively into the back of the corridor and my now habitual cubicle. I had just sat down when I heard the creak of the large, metal door and the footsteps nearing the cubicle beside me. When the door locked, I knocked gently on the partition and waited patiently for what I was about to receive. I knew the routine well now and was becoming more assertive in my desires. The cock that gingerly made an appearance at the gloryhole was a nice plump, brown, circumcised dick that matched well the young driver I had just caught a glimpse of outside. I wasted no time at all getting the glistening gland onto my tongue. Gently I allowed it to swell in my mouth to an impressive length and girth. I had sucked enough dick by this stage to begin to understand the sounds and motions that these men seemed to enjoy. Some men enjoyed the gentle tickle of a tongue on their gland, others were too sensitive and liked the thrust of penetrating a tight esophagus; the similarity to a pussy was undeniable. This particular guy began moaning almost as soon as he was hard and the erratic thrusting told me he wouldn't last long. I kept my lips latched around his bell-end in case he would shoot his load; I didn't want to waste a drop. Suddenly I felt him jerk, and the sweet taste of his jizz filled my taste buds. It was abundant and I savoured it for a moment before swallowing it down. I slowly pulled back and released his cock from my lips, licking the last drop of sperm from his cock slit before he withdrew and I heard the door of the cubicle unlock almost immediately. I spent the next 2 hours or so waiting and draining any cock that presented itself through the gloryhole. In all I swallowed another three cumloads, and after a break of around 30 minutes I decided that the lunch rush must be over. I gathered myself up and headed for the exit. Just as I reached the door, it swung open and a large figure stepped inside. "There you are boy!" Boom announced, blocking the exit. "What you been doing in here?" Truth be told, the thought of seeing him here was why I'd come, but he seemed annoyed to find me here. "You been coming here without me, boy?" he asked with a pointed glare. I hesitated a moment. "I came here to find you," I replied, lowering my head. I'd been excited to tell him I'd lost my virginity, but now I wasn't so sure how he'd take it. He reached out and took me by the wrist, pulling me towards the large disabled toilet. Dragging me inside, he locked the door behind us. I knelt down in front of him, in a motion that had almost become a reflex when faced with the crotch of a man's pants being opened in front of me. His beautifully large cock was already stiff and yet his annoyance seemed to spill over into his treatment of me. He rammed his fat cock painfully into my mouth and directly into kolej escort the back of my throat causing me to retch loudly. His hands held my head in place, as he maneuvered himself around until we both felt the pop of his swollen cockhead penetrating past the back of my mouth, forcing my pharynx aside, and invading my esophagus once again. He held himself inside, as I began gasping for air, unable to breathe. I fought against him and still he held me in place - punishing me - until at length he let me withdraw the thick, black bull-snake lodged in my throat. His hands began fondling me roughly, and reached lower and lower until he was grabbing at my ass. His right hand slipped into my underwear and I did my best to push his hands away. Then his finger slipped in and I felt it easily penetrate my loose sphincter. A second finger swiftly followed, slipping roughly inside me. Both of them forced in deeper until I let out a yell. He glared at me angrily. "You been fucked, boy?" Boom demanded to know. He yelled in my ear with his fingers still buried deeply inside my anus. "This ain't no unfucked boyhole!" He pulled his hands free and backhanded me across the face, knocking me to the ground and leaving me stunned. I looked up at him shocked, and was scared to see he was visibly fuming with anger. He mumbled to himself for a few moments, but I couldn't clearly make out what he was saying. I waited anxiously, not daring to move a muscle. After another few moments, he had calmed himself down and reached down to pick me up. He was gentler now and took time to make sure I was OK, and that he hadn't hurt me. I could feel the soreness on my cheek, and I knew that I would likely have a bruise on my face before the end of the day. "Listen, kid, sorry kid, but that was for me. But we cool...we cool." He reassured me, but I sensed that the anger simmered just below the surface. He was flaccid now, and I couldn't take my eyes off his huge dong bouncing around, hanging out of his pants. He caught my eyeline and grinned. "Go home, kid. Tell your mom you got a place to be tonight. I want you to spend the night with me, I got a treat in mind." He sounded stern and all I could do was nod my agreement. "Meet me at the benches tonight just after sun down." With that, he walked out of the cubicle and left me standing gormless. I walked home, nursing the dull ache I felt on the left side of my face. I was hot and exhausted by the time I got home, and I collapsed onto the couch, sleeping for the whole afternoon. I only woke because mom had arrived home and was yelling about the state of the place. She was livid that I had seemingly disappeared for the past two days, and rather than sit and be her personal stress relief, I tore into her as strongly as she was yelling at me. We exploded into a blazing row. I ran off to my room, packed a bag and stormed out, declaring that I wouldn't be back. She told me she was glad to see the back of me and with that I slammed the door behind me. It was still bright out, but the sun was beginning to set. I wasn't totally convinced I wanted to go and see Boom after what he'd done to me that afternoon, but I knew no one else and I had nowhere else to go. For lack of other choices, I found myself wandering aimlessly back towards the truck stop and before long I was sitting, waiting patiently on the benches behind the toilet block, with only my small bag of belongings and no one to miss me. A few hours passed, and I noticed men frequenting the toilet block. I sat in the shadows though and - feeling sorry for myself - had no desire to join them. It was well past nightfall when I saw Boom's car pull into the parking lot. He drove further along and parked under some trees where the shadows left almost no light to see what was going on. I waited to see if he would get out of the car, but after some time passed, I realised he was expecting me to walk over to meet him. I picked up my stuff and headed off in his direction. When I got to the car he pulled down the window. "Throw your bag in the back and get in the front beside me," he commanded. When I stepped inside the car we waited silently, a tense atmosphere pervading the air between us. I didn't dare break the silence, but finally Boom stopped looking around him and appeared to relax. He quizzed me about what I'd been doing since we'd seen each other that afternoon, who I'd spoken to, what I'd told them, who knew about him. Only when he seemed satisfied that nobody knew about him, did he put the car in drive and we headed back along the highway. "Lay down low, I'll tell you when we there..", he said encouragingly, and I lay back low into the car seat adjusting it so I was out of sight. I closed my eyes, and let myself drift off for the drive. Even with my eyes closed, I could nevertheless sense that we were on the highway for only a short while before we turned off on to smaller roads, and then finally onto a dimly-lit street. We pulled up into the driveway of a small, one-storey house set back from the road. I opened my eyes when I heard Boom exiting the vehicle and I followed without asking any questions. He led us inside the house, and I set down my stuff on the couch in the large main room. He invited me to sit down which I did, telling me he would fetch me something to drink. I sat peacefully taking in my new surroundings as Boom disappeared down the hallway behind us. The place was dated for sure, but it seemed to be clean and well kept. I was tired, and I let myself sink into the couch as I closed my eyes again drifting off into a light doze. I was startled to feel a hand grasp tightly around my face and konak escort a strap being fastened around my neck. When it was tightly closed I heard a click, and reached a hand up to feel a heavy padlock clasped in place, firmly locking a leather collar around my neck. I looked around to see Boom towering over me. I pushed myself away from the couch and almost immediately felt the collar choke tightly on my windpipe as I fell to the ground. I looked up again in time to catch Boom yanking on a leash he held in his hand; the other end attached to the collar around my neck. He yanked on it harshly, pulling me off the floor and back onto the couch. "You ain't seem to understand boy. You mine! You ain't got no business being in that toilet block, sucking for free and you ain't got no business letting no one have that pussy but me." Boom declared proudly. What the fuck was going on! I thought to myself, reaching up to yank back on the leash. Boom's strength was easily too much for me though, and he pulled on it twice as hard, causing me to jerk and choke each time. I was stunned and I eventually just lay on the couch, quivering and waiting to see what he wanted from me. "Come on boy," he said calmly, pulling only lightly on the leash, now that he had subdued me enough so I was no longer resisting him. With no choice, I stood to my feet and followed him down the corridor to another room; the door opened and I knew immediately we were in his bedroom, furnished only with a large, metal-frame bed up against one corner. He led me to the bed, and I stood waiting and wondering what would happen. There was a lone pair of handcuffs hanging from the metal frame; one cuff was attached to the frame and the other dangled freely. He leant down and picked up the free cuff, attaching it with a click to the end of my leash. That was it. I was bound to the bed, and there was no way I could set myself free. "Get in bed, baby!" he said casually, as if there was any other place I could go. I sat clumsily and awkwardly on the bed, suddenly deathly afraid of this man, who had seemed so friendly and caring up until that point. I looked up at Boom, to see him looking at me and nodding towards the bed, indicating for me to get in. I slowly lay down and turned onto my stomach so I wouldn't have to look at him. A moment later the bed squeaked, as he climbed on to the mattress too. I felt his weight press down as he mounted directly on top of me with his hard cock pressing heavily between my ass cheeks. His hand grabbed my head and pushed it firmly into the mattress; I could feel his breath on my neck. "Whoever you gave that pussy away to, now it's mine!" He whispered clearly into my ear. "You gonna give it to me and I want to hear how much you love having my dick inside yo' pussy," he insisted. His hands wandered again, and with his whole body weight on top of me - pushing me into the mattress - I couldn't move an inch. His right hand began roughly caressing my ass right away, and almost immediately found its way into my underwear again, pulling down my briefs, which he used his feet to then tug off completely. His fingers once again unceremoniously penetrated my helpless anus. I felt a dull ache from the previous night, and there's no way my hole had had enough time to recover from the brutal fucking it had endured only hours before. I was barely able to tense my sphincter closed around his fingers to offer any resistance at all. I closed my eyes tight and buried my face into the mattress - I knew he had total unrestricted access to my asshole from now on. After some time of fingering me, I was relieved when he lifted the heavy weight of his body off me. I was able to move and took several long breaths. He was behind me playing with my pink, hairless hole. "Fuck boy, you got stretched OUT!" he declared as fingers from both his hands inspected my hole. Then I heard him spit several times and the familiar feeling of saliva being smeared around the entrance to my guts. When I felt him line his cock up to my loosened lips, I pushed out in anticipation - anxious of what was to come. He spat again, this time coating his cock and taking time again to line the swollen head of his large man-meat up to my soggy slit. In one thrust, he rammed himself inside me and my body tensed up as I felt him invade my colon deep into my stomach. The pain was agony and when he quickly bottomed out deep inside me, his body crashed down on top of me and I felt his breath against my neck again. He bit painfully on my earlobe and held it, as he began thrusting in and out of my asshole. He was angry with me, and he had decided he was going to take his frustration out on my totally defenceless boycunt. "Tell me how good that feels, baby. Tell me you want me in that pussy!" he moaned deeply into my ear when finally his teeth released my earlobe. I'm not sure where it came from inside me but - in spite of the pain and humiliation - I felt like I'd let him down and still wanted to please him. Despite the pressure building deep within my guts, I managed to groan in pleasure and began repeating over and over to him. "Yeah deeper..please I want that big black cock in my pussy!" The word drove him insane, and it wasn't long before he planted his first load into my already well-used boycunt. When his body spasms subsided, his cock remained rock hard inside my rectum and although he took a rest from thrusting, he held his bulging erection deep inside me without withdrawing. This was becoming a pattern. Once these big, black bulls were lodged inside, they wanted to stay there and my worn-out sphincter was the victim. Gradually it was losing its ability to close tightly and with every new fucking - with every night spent streched open-wide around a girthy black schlong - it would lose more and more of its elasticity; little by little coming to resemble ever more closely the boycunt these men were determined to bestow upon me.