Hola, Toby here.
Once again, here is another chapter that my friend wrote. Please don't judge, coos I didn't write it! I'm just posting it for her!
October Ezra
{SMUT AND RAPE WARNING}
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After Niall's first horrible day, his master drove him home to cheer him up. When Niall heard him mention this, he knew it wasn't going to be all that fun for him. Most of the things they did were for his master anyway, he hardly ever did anything to please Niall unless it was a special occasion.
Niall and his master went into the lift of their hotel, and up to the ninth floor. Niall stepped into their apartment, threw his bag over to his desk and went straight to the kitchen. Niall was hungry as heck, he didn't have any lunch.
"Uh uh babe, get out of the kitchen. I have to make you happy babe." Niall ignored his master for once, he wasn't in the mood. Niall opened the fridge and searched for something edible. "Niall. If you don't come, I will be harsher." His master warned. Niall sighed, grabbing the milk and drinking straight from the carton.
Niall's master walked into the kitchen, stood in front of his slave who had a milk carton in his face, and squeezed the bottle. The milk went all over Niall's face, down his throat and also up his nose. Niall stammered back, dropping to the ground and coughing his lungs up, gasping for air.
"I warned you baby." Niall lay on the cold kitchen tiles on his side, trying to fill his lungs back up with air instead of milk. "You look hot like that babe." His master said hungrily. "Come on honey." Niall's master dragged him to his feet and to his bedroom. He threw him on the double bed, taking his school uniform off and in the meantime, accidentally popping a few buttons off the white shirt. In no time, Niall's uniform was sprawled on the floor and his master was setting up the camera in the corner of the room, and turned it on. Niall could see the little red light coming from the video camera.
Niall's master crawled on top of him, almost crushing him under his own weight, and started making out with him. Niall's face and chest was still covered in milk, his hair was damp and stuck to his forehead. Niall could imagine he didn't look all that attractive. Niall didn't realize, but he wasn't kissing back. His master raised his fist, and punched Niall square in the jaw.
Niall cried out in pain, grasping his jaw to stop it from hurting. "Suck it up." His master spat at him.
For the next minute or so, Niall couldn't think properly. He didn't bother to realize what his master was doing. He was just concentrating on his breathing and his throbbing jaw. Niall was now tied to all four bedposts on the double bed, with a red ball gag in his mouth and wearing a very tight, very uncomfortable cock ring.
The ring was tightly bound around the base of his cock, being unable to feel his whole penis, but being able to feel his pulsing balls that were soon to be abused. The gag in Niall's mouth left his lips wrenched open, and having no control over his saliva glands, he was dribbling. It wasn't his fault, he couldn't stop it. He must have been so hot for the camera *sarcasm*.
The bounds that held Niall to the bed were made of leather, with very rough edges that dug into his wrists and ankles. The more Niall moved, the more they hurt, so he decided to stay still for a bit.
"Now baby, I'm going to loosen the ropes from the end of the bed a bit so I can bring your legs up to your chest, ok honey?" Niall didn't answer. His head was too busy swirling with thoughts of pain and worry. Niall's master got mad at this, grasped Niall's cock hard and tapped his balls quite painfully. Niall screeched in pain, jolting, but since he was bound the ties just dug into him.
"Mmph." Niall whined through his gag, mewling out in pain as he tapped his balls again. "Good little pet." His master chuckled with lust. He went over to the foot of the bed and untied Niall's legs on the posts. Instead of leaving his pet there, he grabbed his ankles and lifted them quite roughly up to the head if the bed. He then tied Niall's ankles to the place his wrists were tied, so his perfectly tight hole was on display. Niall was flexible, which made it possible to do so.
Niall's crotch was now pushed up against his chest, which wasn't the most comfortable position Niall had ever been in. He could just imagine how many boys from his new school would be watching this video tomorrow morning when his master put it up, he didn't really want to imagine.
Niall's master stood back a bit to observe his sex toy. Niall was whimpering, his cock flush against his skin as he panted and drooled around his gag that was forced around his lips. Sweat had formed all over his body, dripping down his skin in beads. He looked so beautiful to his master. All tied up and helpless.
He was going to have a lot of fun with Niall.
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I'm sorry, Cyan is filthy.
