Kink Reapers: Chapter 2

Note : This story is completely fictional!

I awoke from what seemed to be a deep sleep to find myself bound and gagged in what appeared to be an attic. After a moment of wondering what was happening everything came flying back and I remembered what had happened in the factory.

I fought to free myself from the chains and shackles on my wrists and ankles which were connected to the wall a short distance away. I soon discovered that the chains were too strong and they won't come loose from their mounts on the walls. I stood wondering whose home this was and if I would be forced to have sex with a guy again when I heard someone moving around in the rooms below me. I hoped the sounds would get weaker so I could think of a way to escape, but, to my dismay the sound of someone walking grew louder and louder until I heard someone open a door somewhere behind me and walk into the room.

I glanced from side to side hoping to get a glimpse of whoever was holding me when I felt someone caress my ass with their finger tips. Whoever it was stood behind me for a minute before walking around in front of me without removing his hand from my skin until he stood face to face with me. I didn't recognize his face but judging by the buldge in his pants he was happy to see me in more then one way.

He looked to be a younger guy, maybe in his early to middle twenties and he stood eye level with me. His hair was a short sandy blonde mixed with some dark brown here and there. His eyes were hazel almost the same color as a healthy leaf in the middle of summer. His bare arms and broad shoulders told me he was ripped, definitly took care of himself.
"Hello Kevin." The guy said.
"Who are you and where am I?" I shouted at him.
"My name is Ryle, and you are in my attic." He told me in a calm and cool voice.
"What am I doing here? Let me go now!!" I shouted back at him.
"I thought it would be obvious by now Kevin, I'm going to fuck and whip your ass raw. And I'll consider letting you go, after I shoot a few loads into your cute ass." He said reaching around my hips and grabbing a hold of my ass.
"Don't touch me." I said trying to wiggle my way out of his grasp to no prevail.
"You have a lot of fire Kevin, which just makes even harder when I think of fucking your ass." He said with a chuckle. He walked around me, grabbed my ass before walking out the room and shutting the door behind him. For what had to have been 5 hours I struggled in vain against my restraints before falling asleep from exhaustion.

I awoke to find I had been moved from the attic to a bedroom and I was still bound but by ropes which tied my hands and legs together and a rope which pinned my arms to my side. Unlike last time I awoke I found myself gagged along with all of the other restraints. I heard someone walking through the hallway on the otherside of the wall close to the bed I was on and my heart sunk when I saw it was Ryle and he wasn't wearing a single piece of clothing besides his socks. My observation the day before was right, he was incredibly ripped every muscle on his body seemed to be noticeable from 10 feet away. I saw a gleam off of his left nipple and another from the tip of his shaft and when he was close enough I saw both were piercings. I also noticed a tribal style tattoo going around his right arm just below his shoulder. When he was at the side of the bed I saw his cock was long and thin, probably 7, 7 and a half inches.

He put one knee on the bed before swinging his other leg over my body and placing it a few inches away from my other hip. He sat up straight over me before starting to stroke his cock with one hand and caressing my chest with his other hand. When his cock was hard he moved backwards down the bed before gently stepping onto the floor at the foot of the bed. He stopped stroking his cock, grabbed me by the shin and pulled me off the bed until my legs were hanging off the end of the bed. He knelt down and began to lick my balls before lifting up my legs and started to lick my ass hole. After a few licks he stood up, pulled my bound legs up so my feet were resting on his right should and pushed his whole shaft into my hole. I closed my eyes when I felt the shaft slowly penetrate my ass, then I opened my eyes to see him staring into my eyes with a look of pure pleasure on his face as he started to pull his hips back before thrusting them forward causing his shaft to repenetrate my ass. As he continued to fuck my ass he slowly moved his right hand down my leg to my cock and begin to stroke it. At first I tried to fight it but soon my cock was hard from the pleasure. He jacked my cock off as he continued fucking my ass and soon I felt myself reaching my climax and sure enough I shot my load which landed on the bed above my head, my face, my chest and my lap which slowly slid down from my legs being inclined. Ryle reached down to a small puddle of cum, wiped it onto his fingers and put his fingers into his mouth sucking the cum of them. He suddenly pulled his cock out of my ass, made his way back up the bed so he was kneeling above my nipples as he started to jack off his cock again. He threw his head back and moaned as he started to shoot his load onto my face. I tried to turn my head but he grabbed my head and held it so all of his load landed on my face.

When he was done cumming he bent over and licked my cheeks where his cum had landed before sitting back up and saying,
"Your ass is so great Kevin I think I'll keep you around alittle longer so I can keep fucking it."

A few days go by and at least twice each day Ryle would fuck me, each time in a different position. Then one day Ryle came into my room fully clothed, picked me up, threw me over his shoulder and carried me out of the room, down a hallway, down a set of stairs and out a door. He walked through a large field until suddenly stopping and dropping me onto the ground and I saw we were at an old barn with large polls in the ground around it in what looked like an old fence. Ryle walked over to a pole which had what seem like fairly new boards attached to it on each side with straps on the end of them. He adjusted the boards before walking back to me, pick me up, put me face first against the pole, untie my hand and forcefully put them in the straps before walking into the barn and emerging with a long whip.

He walked behind me as I started struggling in vain against the restraints until I heard the whip crack and a surge of pain come from my ass cheaks. Before I could even think the whip cracked again and a surge of pain told me he hit my ass again, alittle higher then the first strike. He whipped my ass 5 more times before setting the whip on a nearby post. I glanced over my shoulder to see he was unzipping his pants, pulling his hard shaft out of his underwear and push it into my tender hole. He pushed his entire shaft in my ass causing his chest to be against my back and I felt him grab my wrists as he started thrusting his cock over and over again. After awhile he pulled his shaft out and moved one of his hands down to it and pressed his shaft against my ass crack before he started pushing it up and down my ass crack as he unleashed his load onto it.

Ryle leaned forward and laid a gentle kiss on the back of my neck and right after I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head and everything went black. When I awoke I found myself still bound, gagged and naked in the barn with two figures standing over me.

End of Chapter 2.