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Subject: Morphed into a pig. Chapter 2 FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCKING FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I pulled as hard as I could on my restraints. But there was no way the cuffs would break and the bastard had my legs well spread and anchored to the bed. How could I have been that stupid? I thought about what happened in the club. And yes I mentioned my hometown, and a couple of clubs near it. We talked about what we liked doing, our experience and where going from there. Normal talk. OK, as normal as possible in a place smelling of rubber, leather, sex, with hard core porn movie on a giant screen, and with all the slapping sounds and moaning coming from the backroom. And from all of that he managed to guess my not so secret profile. There was no way I would go on with his plans. NO. NO FUCKING WAY. I started to think back, trying to remember what I said in our chats. I did not talk to many Tops. Two or three. Not many people want to talk about kinks and stuff. It was always when can we meet. And BikerTop was really good in answering my questions, pushing my buttons deeper, and from safety of the screen I opened up to him like I never did to anyone in real life. And I spilled all what was in my mind. My need to submit. My need to be dehumanized. To be turned into an animal, an object. Being used or just stored and ignored. To serve a superior as a servant. Locked in chastity, punished when failing tasks. My need for rubber. Fully encased in thick black rubber. No identity. No name. Stored in a cupboard with all the dildos, chains, hoods…… A sex toy. My need of long term heavy bondage. Giresun Escort Straightjacket, bag, box, cell, pit…… And I was going to say no. And in no time I would have a sub to use. Probably not the biker. But hey, plenty fishes in the pond. The subs would soon be crawling at my feet, begging for some attention from me, Offering their body and mind to be used and abused. To make them scream as they cum from pleasure or pain. And when done with one, there would be another one waiting. And another, another, another………… All about them. What if……. NOPE. NOT GOING THERE. I AM « Bondagedom » Fuck, my arrogance as no limit. depravpig is not real. It cannot be real. It’s a safe idea in my mind. But what if I took a chance there. There would be hard limits. But two weeks……. I was going to do some pervy shopping the following day. I had worked hard and saved a fair bit to indulge in new leather clothes and gear. And instead on planning on that I was there, stretched on a bed in a stranger’s house at the mercy of a biker. A very sexy biker. With an amazing smile. AND A FUCKING DEPRAVED MIND. And two weeks would fly by. Two weeks in the UK. Then back home. Two weeks to let depravpig out. Then back being a sadist Top. I could cope with that. Lust is a dangerous thing when it takes hold of your mind. And all my thoughts of being the sub just kept coming. Again and again. And I moaned at the ideas…. A laugh made me jump in my bonds. When did the biker come back in the bedroom? I was so lost in my thoughts that I did not notice his Giresun Escort Bayan return. He was leaning against the door, rubbing his hard cock. `’Been thinking about me boi? Here’s what’s going to happe. Il will take the gag off and either of two things will happen. First you can curse me, tell me to fuck off and say no. I will release you and send you on your way. No hard feelings. Second, you don’t say a word and keep your mouth open as a sign of submission for the next two weeks. Completely up to you boi.” I was shivering from fear and excitement. Thoughts were racing through my mind as he got closer, climbed over me. His hard dick and balls resting on my chest. He reached for the straps behind my head, unlocked them and pulled the slimy rubber cock out of my mouth. I licked my dry lips. And I was so ready to launch in a fucking verbal frenzy, calling him every names under the sky. But nothing. Complete silent. I opened my mouth wide, starring in his eyes. He just smirked as he moved forward, pushing the head of his dick slowly in my mouth. Not deep. Just his glans. `’ Seal your lips around it boi. I need to piss. And don’t fucking lose a drop” And just like that I became his urinal. I sealed my lips tight just in time for him to let go. Not a trickle. A big stream of strong hot piss. I tried to swallow as quickly as possible, but he did not make it easy. I gagged, spitting piss all over his cock and my leather shirt He just rubbed his hand in the piss and rubbed it all over my face as he pulled his dick out and pissed all over my Escort Giresun face. `’Since you cannot be a proper urinal, you will stink like one, but you will learn quickly, believe me. Open your hole boi.” He started to push the penis gag back in my mouth, the out. In, out, in, out, in, out. Face fucking me with a rubber cock. Then he pushed it deep and locked the straps behind my head. `’Let’s see what is under all that leather”. He undid the buttons on my shirt and open it wide, caressing my chest, grabbing my tits; `’Need to work on those. They would look good red raw from clamps or nails” He undid my belt, and pulled my trousers down. `’You’re not a big boi are you. But it doesn’t matter. I have no use for your pathetic cock. Will lock it up first thing home. More interested in your balls”. I moaned and try to get away as he grabbed my balls and pull hard on them. `’Will stretch those boi” He pulled my trousers back up, closed my belt, buttoned up my shirt and got off me. He unlocked the cuff attached to the bed on my right wrist to lock it to a bar of the bed frame just above my head. He released my right ankle and told me to move to the side of the bed before roping my ankles together and attached them back to the bed. He turned the lights off. Climbed in bed next to me and pulled the blanket up. `’Got to sleep boi. Tomorrow will be a long day”. And just like that he went to sleep. And next to him, I laid there, eyes wide open, thinking of what I’ve done. But I will not go back on my words. Probably a stupid thing to do, but I’m stubborn and I will not make it easy for him…. To all the perverts out there enjoying many stories. Nifty needs your help, so drop your cock for few seconds, reach for your wallet and donate fty/donate.html and back to your cock ;@)))) Comments, suggestions welcome. ;@))) [email protected]

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