The Fuck Slave

I awoke. My mind was in a fog. What the hell happened, I wondered? The last thing I remember was walking along a path when I felt a sharp wasp-like sting in my right buttock. Five seconds later darkness overcame me. Blindfolded, I was now spread-eagled face up. My wrists and ankles were tied tightly. In addition I realized to my chagrin that I was naked. And most revoltingly, I felt a piece of rope was tied around my penis, holding it upward

“Are you awake, Morgan?” A woman’s voice asked, which was followed by a sharp slap across my face. Initially, I don’t know why she called me by my last name. John would’ve been fine, and I wondered why the slap was necessary, since I couldn’t very well run away.

“You trespass,” she rebuked, which was followed by another hard slap.

“I’m not…trespassing.” Slap….”I work for.” Slap …”I know who you work for, Morgan!” Slap “Stop it.” Slap.

My face was beginning to feel like tenderized meat, so I decided to keep quiet.

“I know who you work for, Morgan! But the US Government has no rights here. You trespass!”

Protesting was useless, so I took her chastisement. She continued with, “You will be punished! Be grateful, Morgan that we didn’t kill you. The only thing that saved you was this.” I felt her hand on my bare cock. “This is the best dick I’ve ever seen on a white man, she chuckled. “You know, I’ve never had a white dick inside my pussy, but you just might be the first. And I decided Morgan that we will keep you here as our fuck slave, which means if you keep the ladies of this island satisfied, your stay here will be most pleasurable. But if you don’t, it could become very painful!” She emphasized her point by squeezing the shaft hard. I groaned loud…“But now, Morgan, as I said you will be punished!”

Then I felt fingers touching my balls. Something smooth covered my sac, while both of my male orbs were encased. Then I heard air being squeezed and I felt whatever was around my balls tightened, and tightened until I was hollering painfully. While my balls were being crushed, I felt something like a sheath go around the shaft of my cock until the entire 9 and a half inches were encased. Then I felt a finger circle the head of my cock, making my manhood swell. That in turn made me feel the little needles that were inside the sheath. While the needles weren’t sharp enough to penetrate my skin, the devastating pain had me yelping and squirming. Sadistically, she continued to stimulate the head, even putting her tongue on it. No man should refuse a woman’s determination to lick his cock, but in this case I was begging her to cease. She stopped. That short respite was followed by her licking the entire shaft of my cock, from my balls to the head, which had me screaming as tears rolled down my cheeks. Then she licked down the other side. I’m sure my screams could be heard all over this island.
TO BE CONTINUED