Thursday 4 March 2010

Twink in forced nudity

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  1. I'd like to be found in a public park and all of sudden you come along, perhaps even with other guys, and you begin to harass me. Soon, you have me subdued and restrained. You take my phone and wallet so that I have no contacts or money and place a dog collar around my neck and attach a lead. You begin to lead me through the park then stop, slap me around a little on face and arse then remove my sneekers and sox. The sneekers are tied together and placed over my neck and the sox discarded. You unzip my jeans and open them so as to have a thorough feel and squeeze; soon my jox appear through the opening as a hardon is beginning to respond to your invasion. I am fearful that people will see this straight boy in this state. Any objection is followed by further slaps and heavy squeeze of my private area. When we get to your car, my relief is short-lived when the lead is removed, along with my shirt and jeans. I am restrained and blindfolded in the back seat. Someone gives a snigger and suddenly I feel my jox being pulled down over my knees and my legs spread. With some attention my penis is now at full mast and I am ordered to keep my legs wide apart throughout the journey or I will be dumped in this state at a shopping centre without money or identification. I feel some sort of band being placed around the base of my cock which maintains my erection.Upon arrival to your location, I am pulled out of the car and taken somewhere inside. The blind fold is removed and my lowered jox and t-shirt are ripped off. With a lot of laughing you slap my bare arse and tell me how I will no longer need underwear. I am naked except for the collar and the cock-ring. I am placed face down on a table/bed and spreadeagled then tied in that position and with my own belt my feet soles are first tickled then strapped until tender. My arse is fondled then mercilessly strapped with the belt causing me to scream and cry like a little boy. You decide that little boys don't have hairy cracks and the area is lathered, shaved and invaded with fingers only to be replaced by a painful butt-plug to loosen my hole for future use. Turned over and retied, hair is removed from my chest, pits and pubic area. My curly dark hair is dealt with by scissors and then turned into a number 1 razor cut. Unable to stand with my sore feet, the lead is returned and I am required to crawl into a room with a large mirror and i am forced to see my new state. I am required to stay in this dog-like position and forbidden to talk. Two barks mean yes sir, one bark means no sir. Seated you ask me if I would like to suck your cock; one bark results in the belt again on my very red arse; I soon learn two barks, for whatever master wants to do. I will learn the hard way to serve in whatever way and then be permitted to talk again and walk again like a little boy on my toes, as my soles will be kept tender. You also force me to watch as you re-fashion my shirt and jeans; the shirt has no sleeves and a couple of buttons and is sliced at the bottom to leave my belly button exposed. The jeans have the legs removes and are cut away so much that part of my arse will be on display. I fear that thes are going to be my clothes when you take me out...

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