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The car stopped just 15m ahead of me and I ran to catch up and grasp the car’s door handle. There was no give and the door was still locked. I saw an arm stretch across from the driver’s side and slowly struggle to wind down the reluctant window. With just barely a space to talk through I heard the assertive yet slightly effeminate voice, “Hello, where ya goin?”. I dropped my head to look into the car through the cold and wet window trying to see the driver. It was very early morning and no street lighting and no traffic on this main city by pass.
I was walking home after a night out with mates at a night club in town that had finished with a row and me with no lift home. I knew it could be dangerous to hitch a ride but I was even secretly excited at the thought of some evil sexual encounter.
The window lowered awkwardly slowly as I answered, “I’m looking for a ride to Hythe if you are going that way.” “Well no I’m not going that way, I’m going to Ringwood, pity I would’ve really, really like to give you a ride, nice looking kid like you.” He replied slowly and deliberately insisting heavily on the “giving me a ride”.
“Couldn’t you see your way to dropping me in Totton, it’s on your way and it would help me out a lot.”
“You’re a nice looking young kid, nice body and a cute tight ass and I really want to help you out, but I just can’t see what’s in it for me.” I was a little shocked by his remarks but clearly understood the drift of what he wanted. “Well what did you have in mind?” I answered, “I have a great deal in mind but I need to know we understand each other so make me an offer.”
“I have no money on me, so I can’t help you there.”
“Money is of no interest to me, you can do better than that you cute little bitch. Make me a decent and exciting offer, I might even take you all the way.”
My reply was hesitant and stuttered looking for something to offer to satisfy him “Well I suppose I could do what you like really.” He asked me quickly to repeat what I had said “ I could do what you like.” I repeated. He replied slowly with intent “you will do what I want,” “that is what I heard you say now repeat it loudly and clearly to confirm to me.”
I did as he said and repeated my offer in a loud and clear voice to which he looked deeply into my eyes and smiled. “So you will be a good boy and do what I want and obey me always?”
“You may call me Mister John.”
I answered mechanically confirming that I would obey him and called him Mister John.
“and I shall call you my night fairy or fay for short and that is the name you will answer to at all times.”
“Now you can get into the car and sit in the back seat.”
My heart was racing, overwhelmed by the excitement of the situation and I could feel the blood rushing to my loins. The car’s door opened slightly, and I grabbed the handle to pull the door wide open, “Fay, wind the window up before you get in.” Mister John folded the front seat forward to allow me space to climb through to the rear seat.
Whilst it was not cold outside, the inside of the car felt stuffy and there was a smell of humid carpets. I settled into the far rear corner behind the driver before being told to move directly to the other side so Mister John could watch and control me better.
Mister John was, I estimated, around forty years old, clean shaven and appeared medium height and well-built wearing a white shirt and black sweater and slacks. I found him strangely attractive and I was especially seduced by the sound of his voice that came over as soft and reassuring but also affirmative, very much in control and dominating without being severe or violent.
He turned in his seat to face me, I felt his eyes pawing over my whole body from head to foot, almost feeling them opening the zip on my skin-tight cardigan, he made a sign for me to approach him and as I swung forward and grasped the back of the front seats to approach Mister John he said quietly for me to kiss him and taste his tongue deep and virile. His warm hand and fine fingers slipped through my medium length hair and seized my bare neck pulling my face forward to his own.
Our lips collided, and I opened wide my mouth to try to englobe his delicious thin fine lips. His hand on my neck was forcing my head forward, his fingers entwined in my hair controlling precisely the movement of my head. He drew my mouth away and whispered in my ear “you are my little slut, you belong to me and you will do as I tell you. Now kiss me properly, deep and with passion, I want to feel your tongue in my throat. Now do it again.”
Once again, he pulled my head to his and I make a special effort to plunge my tongue as deeply as possible into his throat. My whole body was committing to the passion of this kiss and I could feel my senses reacting my skin tingling from excitement and my sex stretching and expanding quickly. He wrenched my head to its side to ensure a closer intimacy for our tongues. My body was reacting immensely to this display of passion and its commitment was so total. Mister John was so definitely the one for whom my body was committed.
I had never in my life embraced another person like this and I felt my whole being flooding away from me into this stranger draining my last fibre of resistance making me his. My arms dropped, and my body went limp under the intensity of our shared passion. He felt my release and pushed me back into the corner. “That was better now, you are learning what it is like to obey.”
He ran his hand quickly over my thighs and fondled my hard-rigid sex through my pants and seemed satisfied that he had forced a reaction. “Show me quickly your cock, good and hard.” I willingly obeyed whipping down the zip and taking out my erect penis for him to see. I was proud to show him my swelling cock head covered with pre-cum.
“Just slip your pants off now and pass them over to me, then your other things, I want you naked with your legs apart and hands on your head.” Receiving a clear instruction like that, excited me even more, a sense of abandonment, that my body no longer belongs to me but to another. I felt so satisfied as I un did the waist button and slipped my hands down the back of my pants and briefs and then gently pushed down my pants under my ass and down the back of my thighs to my ankles, my briefs catching slightly on my erect cock before springing back to place. I slipped off my shoes and socks with the pants and briefs placing them all in a pile on the front seat. Mister John gathered them together and waited impatiently for the remaining item of clothing until I was completely naked in front of him in a position of total submission, with a whopping hard on.
The interior light flashed on above me and I saw his stare fixed on my exposed crotch, I stretch my thighs apart to give a better view and to give me a greater sense of submission. He seemed satisfied and encouraged me with “there’s my good little Fay well done, now I’ll just put your gear away in the boot and we’ll be on our way,” and with that he gathered my things together and got out of the car and put them in the boot and came back to start the engine. He adjusted his rear-view mirror to enable him to see my face clearly and I could see his smiling back at me, I felt warm and happy, content to be naked for him. We moved away as he adjusted the mirror vertically to improve his view.
Mister John explained to me how he had spent his evening at the “Magna Carta” gay club with his friend Pete and they were on their way home together when they had spotted me on the road. “I don’t think you noticed but we went past you a couple of times so Pete could get a good look at you and to decide to stop and pick you up.”
I dropped Pete and came back to pick you up and he told me to bring you back to him clean, neat, naked and ready to play with, so that is what I’ve done, and I will stop to pick him up about a mile ahead.
This information was just starting to sink into my brain and causing my cock to twitch with excitement at the thought of showing my body off to two men.
Mister John quickly went on to explain that that Pete was an Alpha Male who demanded respect and obedience and both of us are his playthings. He threw a glance at his mirror to catch my glance as I tried to reassure him of my compliance. “Please Mister John I have complete confidence in you and look forward to meeting your friend Pete.” He replied “That’s good Fay and makes me happy, but remember to always call him Master Pete and don’t question him otherwise he gets upset very quickly and he just loves to punish his toys.
I didn’t get much time to think about what he was telling me before he had pulled over onto the forecourt of an abandoned petrol station and was telling me to get out of the car. He stretched across and opened the car door, then folded the front seat forward and indicated to me to get out walk across slowly to the opposite corner of the yard behind the garage building.
I hastily drew myself out of the car enjoying the feel of the fresh air on my naked body and the wet ground beneath my feet. The dual carriage way was just beside me as Mister John drove the car away.
I quickly looked around me to assess the area, which looked basically industrial with some street lighting, there was a smell of diesel and engine oil as I walk forward off the grass verge onto the concrete forecourt. This kind of situation really excited me as I took stock of my position, totally naked with no clothes and no money or documents, totally helpless and abandoned. My hands were by my side and I quickly caressed my still rigid cock drawing back the foreskin to show off the head then, imagining Master Pete in the distance placed my hands on my head and stood erect to my full height, threw out my hips and pelvis and walked slowly towards the far corner of the garage which was in total darkness. I tried to concentrate on swinging my hips, standing straight and maintaining my erection, I wanted to look good for “Master Pete” who was completely unknown to me, yet I had built in my own mind an idol who wanted to have and use my beautiful body and who could appreciate me for my complete potential to sexually satisfy a sexual predator. I just hoped he would make the most of the opportunity.
As I approached the darker corner of the forecourt I saw slight movements of a silhouette against the backdrop of the concrete wall. I heard scuffling and started to smell cigarette smoke as it wafted across the forecourt. A candle was being lit on the side of the building and I could make out the frame of a medium sized man, perhaps a little thinner than usual wearing what I thought to be leather bikers jacket and black leather trousers. My erection doubled in intensity and anticipation mixed with a not so small dose of apprehension. I just wanted to be taken there and then, on the spot just raped and fucked stupid.
I rounded the corner of the building and felt the first sensation of submission, a fine cold hand had grabbed my penis and sharply forced back the foreskin and was now fingering and caressing my wet smooth mushroom dick head, wow I almost exploded from the burst of intense pleasure from this one single attack. A cotton shoe bag was placed over my head and tightened at the neck. My arms were brought down off my head and my hands were cable-tied behind my back. I was pushed to the wall, a large rigid collar attached around my neck and a cord tied my collar to my wrists, keeping my wrists in a position in the middle of my back. The front of my collar being attached to a rope lead that seemed to be pass through a ring at the base of the wall. All the blood in my body was rushing towards my erect penis.
The tension on the lead was abruptly increased forcing me to bend over and two cold hands grabbing my ass cheeks to force my legs apart and draw me away from the wall, my only support was from my head against the wall, my feet too far out to give further support. I could no longer move without dropping to my knees.
I was just where he wanted me, my ass offered up on a plate. I tried vainly to struggle or change position it was hopeless.
Just then I heard another person arrive who I assumed to be Mister John returning to join us, that help a little to reassure me but I’m sure I don’t know why. The two of them started chatting between them.
“This is a great catch John, you didn’t have any problems with him?”
“None at all Master Pete, I think he was even looking for it, came like a lamb to the slaughter.”
“He looks in excellent physical condition, no major scars or marks, a good reactive cock if a bit on the small size, his balls are good but will need a lot of work. Tits have potential but again will need work. Is that OK for you?”
“Yeah, no problem I can get organised at the house but it’s going to take me a while perhaps three months.”
“You have a month, we need him earning by mi February at the latest. I just love that ass of his, nice and tight muscular cheeks, superb.”
“What calibre for his hole Master Pete, shall we keep it small and tight?”
“Let’s aim for a 7 or 8 cms that should give us fisting possibilities. Always adds a trick to trade.”
“Mark or branding?”
“A small tattoo should do just at the base of his back as usual. Give me a call tomorrow I’ll give you his number.”

“We need to get ourselves organised, get close to him, find out what makes him tick and get him on board asap. Use the house as you need it and keep me updated. I’d like to try him out any time your ready. Any questions?”
“No questions Master Pete, I’ll run him home now and stick with him until I can get organised and under complete control.”
On this Master Pete left the site, not without running his hands one last time over my cheeks and a grasp and tuck at my balls.
I heard him walk off into the distance.
Mister John put me back on my feet and turned me around and removed the bag from over my head, such a relief, we locked in a passionate long and intimate kiss so intense and full of profound affection my whole body shook with emotion after a series of immensely intense moments of excitement.
His hands were now warm and caressed me all over, I felt so reassured and confident that he was going to look after me, the fear and anxiety was flowing away as I once again abandoned myself to my Mister John. He was not however apparently in any hurry to release my bonds, just suck the life from my tongue.
His hand were holding my head, grasping wads of my hair, turning my head to facilitate his tongues entry and depth of penetration. I gasped for breath at each possibility, his lips enveloped my mouth, saliva drooling down my chin and neck, my cock as hard as steel.
He led me away pulling on my collar. It was just a short walk through the hedge to where he had parked the car. He cut the bonds on my wrists and took off my collar that he placed in the boot of the car next to the pile of my clothes. “Get in the car, front seat next to me.” He directed, and I obeyed. I felt better now and grateful to be free, waiting for Mister John to join me. As he took his place I leaned across eagerly to kiss him as passionately as possible and he reacted with warmth and affection, caressing my cheeks and running his fingers through my hair. I felt I was falling in love with this man, my whole body committing to him. My hands and arms were trying to hug him to me, to become a part of him.
I ran my hand between his thighs, but he stopped me from exploring further and I could feel no trace of masculinity, so I concentrated on simple caresses.
The car was moving now and his hands were otherwise occupied but his stare was clearly concentrate on my rigid cock rather than the road ahead, so I moved around to ensure he had the best possible view. His hand leaving the wheel from time to time to grasp my cock and balls.
He took a small side road and we stopped in a lay by a rail crossing. As he stopped the car I jumped across to kiss him intently, he pushed me back to my seat and leaned across to take my cock in his mouth. Such an incredible sensation, his hot wet tongue licking my mushroom investigating my meat hole his hand supporting my ass encouraging me to thrust my pelvis forward and upward towards his mouth, I had no problem in obeying that order. My whole penis thrust to the back of his throat, his fingers fondling my balls my brain floating in ecstasy, I could feel the overwhelming build-up of excitement pushing me inexorably toward my fist orgasm in a week. My body went rigid and stretched with tension as the first thrust and ejaculation surged from my penis into his throat and swallowed repeatedly to add to the pressure of the instant as my body exploded with satisfaction.
His mouth continued its work for a couple of more minutes sucking every drop of my juice, his fingers squeezing my balls to encourage the final ejaculation out of its hiding place. My body fell limp from the exhaustion of pleasure.
The car moved away, and we continued our way.
He jogged me out of my sleepy stupor by slapping my thigh that made me sit up and face Mister John. He continued to watch me intently, “I am going to take you home now Fay. You have been a good boy for me and Master Pete is very pleased with you too, so you must be very happy.”
“Yes Mister John I am happy, I’ve had a nice exciting night with you and Master Pete.”
“Fay that’s good because I’m taking you to your home now and will come to pick you up tomorrow at 15h and I want you to be ready for me. Is that perfectly clear for you?”
Now I was a little confused, “I don’t quite understand Mister John, you said you would take me home provided I did as you want and that is what I did so why are you coming to pick me up tomorrow afternoon?”
“Because you belong to me now.”
He pulled the car up on the side of the road, stopped the engine and turned to me.
“Tomorrow I will pick you up at your home and take you away. You will be mine.”
“Do you understand?”
“No I don’t understand, you don’t own me. I like you a lot and I enjoy your ways but you don’t own me.”
John placed a hand on my chest just tweaking my nipple, “take time to think about it, I’ll pick you up at 15h tomorrow afternoon. You will tell your family you’ve found lodgings with a friend.”
He leaned across and kissed me full on the mouth again, how could I resist him. My naked body shivered in anticipation and my cock was already hardening again.
We stopped outside of my house, it was just after 5h30 in the morning Mister John was holding my pile of clothes. “Now get dressed and I’ll take you inside to meet your parents and make sure they understand our arrangement for tomorrow.”
“Oh no Mister John that won’t be necessary. Please I’ll be ready for you this afternoon you don’t need to bother them.”
“OK, I’ll just see you into the house, you have your key?”
“Yes I have it there, in my pocket.” Mister John quickly found the key and kept it in his hand.
“Give me the key please Mister John” I said desperately.
“No! This key is mine now, just like you are mine.”
“Now I’m going inside to tell your Mum and Dad that you’re moving in with me.” With that he opened the door and started to climb out. It was starting to get light and I knew my father would soon be getting up for work and the neighbours would soon start stirring and milkman and newspaper boys start delivering while I was still naked in the car.
I panicked and cried out to Mister John “No please don’t do that, I’ll do what you ask just let me get dressed. I’ll do anything …. Please…” I end with a sob, tears started to run down my cheeks as I realised the hopelessness of my situation.
Mister John stepped back into the car and gently placed his hand on my upper thigh to comfort me as the tears rolled down my cheeks. “Now don’t make so much fuss, you told me you would do just as I like. There’s no need for those tears. He grabbed my balls and squeezed, causing me to sit up sharply, he squeezed painfully harder. “Now have you understood what I have said?” and “are we clear.?”
“Yes, Mister John,” I confirmed weakly.
He handed over my clothes just keeping my red briefs that he hung triumphantly over the handbrake.
I got dressed hastily and thanked Mister John for his kindness and confirmed once again our appointment for later in the day.
“Just one last thing I need for you to do for me before I pick you up this afternoon, I need you to shave all your body hair. Can you do that for me Fay?”
“Tell me your body will be smooth as silk all over.”
I didn’t hesitate very long even though I was startled at the request and wiping a lingering tear from my eye I confirmed I would do as he requested.
We both got out of the car together and walked to the front door, where Mister John inserted the key and opened the door. I stepped inside first as John pushed me forward. There was nobody up and no lights on and to my terrible surprise John had followed me inside.
“Just give me one last kiss and I’ll go.”
So I turned to him and kissed him, he held my head to his as his hand went directly to my cock, fumbling to open me fly and get his fingers inside pulling out my dick trying to wank me off, I knew struggling would not help and just let him do what he wanted. My cock was hard by now and John was forcing down on my foreskin. We heard my mother upstairs calling out “Is that you Philip?” “make sure you lock the door behind you.” “OK mum will do.”
John turned to leave and kissed me again before closing the door behind him and locking it and taking the key with him.
Chapter 2