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max4games 74M
16 posts
9/27/2016 11:58 am
The Poker Games - Game 3


It had been quite awhile since I had last heard from Will about having another game of strip poker. I think he was still feeling the humiliation from the last time we had played and had to be by slave for the evening. I had really enjoyed the games, especially since I had won twice. I was getting into having him as my private plaything to do what I wanted with him. I had been spending a lot of time dreaming up things I would do to him the next time. It was fun to make him blush or squirm. I had not really been into this whole Master/slave Domination/submission thing. Will had introduced it to me. I didn't know if I was really all that good at this kind of play yet, but I was sure getting into it. As preparation for the next game I had spent quite a bit of time online watching BDSM videos and videos of Domination and submission. Those had given me some new ideas of how to humiliate and push Will to levels of submission. We always had the rule about being able to invite over a friend or friends to watch as part of the humiliation, but Will was the only guy I knew who was into this sort of thing. I would be embarrassed to bring it up to any of my other friends.

I was really excited when I got the call from Will about another game this coming Friday night at his house. I assured him that I would be there and that he should be prepared to kneel at my feet once again and submit. I warned him that this time I was prepared to really make him sweat. He laughed and assured me that this time it would be he that was the Master for the night and that he would teach me a thing or two about submission and humiliation. I laughed, but after disconnecting the phone, I had second thoughts. What if my luck was running out.

Friday night rolled around and we busted out the wine and the cards. After winning the first couple of hands the game began to go south on me. Before I knew it I was down to my underwear and getting very nervous about losing them and possibly having to submit to Will. On the next hand I lost my underwear, but Will did not push me to bet myself. He was dragging this out, I am sure to make me suffer. I have to admit he was doing a good job of it. This was the first time I had been stripped naked in front of him. My mind was racing about what it would be like if I had to submit to Will. The next hand I won and got back an item or two of clothing. Did I really win or did Will let me win. He folded. Was he playing with me. Making me sweat it.. My question was soon answered. On the next hand he only bet one item, but then he raised me after the draw for what I had left. I folded. He did this on the next few hands also. I was nervous and had nothing so I folded. I was down to just me again. He wins, I am his slave for the night. I looked over at Will and he was really enjoying the mental torture he was putting me through. He had me so nervous that I was beginning to sweat. I lost the hand. He laughed and told me to kneel on the floor, hands behind my back and knees spread wide apart with my eyes down to the floor. He walked around me once checking out his prize. I was so nervous and my cock had grown long hard between my legs.

He had me stand up and he began to check out my body with his hands. He pinched my nipples, ran his hands up and down my chest and belly and cupped my balls. He even gave my cock a few painful slaps. He had me get down on all fours like a dog. Then he told me to sit like a dog. I followed his instructions. He sat on the couch, with a glass of wine in one hand and my underpants in the other. He threw my pants across the room and then told me to go fetch like a and bring them back to him. I crawled quickly across the room, picked up the underwear in my mouth and crawled back to him. He told me I should sit up and present the underwear to him and to hold my hands up like a proud begging for his Master's approval. I did so and then he told me to shake them back and forth. I did this and then he had me drop them on the ground. Now stick out your tongue and pant like a dog. I did so, but my face was really red at this point. He picked up my underwear and tossed them again.

"Go fetch boy!" he exclaimed. I quickly crawled over and brought them back in my mouth. This time I sat up and then tossed them back and forth until he told me to drop them. When I dropped them I stuck out my tongue and began to pant like he had told me to do last time.

"Good doggy," he said as he reached over and scratched my head behind my ear.

This continued for quite awhile, he tossing my underwear and me fetching them. It was embarrassing, but I was getting used to it. When he had finished his wine he got up and got some small pieces of rope. He had me get up off the floor and follow him out into his backyard. Ok, I had made him do several things outside, he was going to get even with me.

He walked me out onto his patio. It had a covering that was held up by four posts on one end. He walked me out to the posts. He took one piece of rope and tied it to my left ankle. Another piece of rope he tied to my right ankle. Then he told me to stand between the two middle posts and spread my legs as far as I could. He then secured my ankles to the bottom of the posts with the rope. He pulled really tight stretching my legs as far as they would go. This was quite uncomfortable in my upper thighs and crotch. Then he took two more pieces of rope securing them to my wrists. There were nails up high on each of the posts which he used to secure the ropes so my arms were stretched out above me. I was now secured spread eagle between the two posts. He had not turned on the lights, I am guessing so the neighbors would not become curious and look over the top of the 8 foot fence around his yard.

Once I was secured he took off his belt, folded it in half and began to whip my ass cheeks with it. The noise of the leather on my ass echoed through the night air. I was squirming. Not just from the smarting of the leather on my ass, but from the noise it was making. I was so embarrassed that someone would look over the fence to see what was going on. Lights off or not I was in a most compromising position. Once he finished with the whipping of my ass, he delighted in using the belt on the inner thighs of both legs. He even gave me several good swats with the belt on the belly. My ass, belly and thighs were bright red from the whipping. My face was even brighter red from the humiliation of what was going on.

He went inside the house and came out with a bag full of clothes pins. He placed one on each of my nipples. I wanted to cry out, but I held it back and endured the pinching of my nipples. My mind was racing as to why he needed a full bag of clothes pins. I soon found out. He added to more to each of my nipples. Then he set out applying the clothes pins to my ball sack. As the pins began to mount on my ball sack, my cock became even harder. When there was no more room on my balls he began placing pins up the underside of my cock all the way to just below the head. He ended with a clothes pin right over my piss hole on the tip. My crotch was in agony and all those pins as painful as they were, were also stimulating me. He still had some clothes pins left and he began placing them between my legs from my balls sack to my asshole. He stepped back to admire his work. I don't know if it was his work or my misery that made him smile with satisfaction. He reached in his pocket and pulled out a small box that contained some grease paint sticks. He picked a blue one and wrote Will's slave across my chest. On my belly he wrote "slave's pathetic cock and balls". He picked up a red one and drew a big circle around the clothes pins and my nipples. With the red grease paint stick he wrote something on my ass cheeks, which I learned later said "fuck me".

When he finished the doorbell rang. I went into panic mode. Here I was strung up spread eagle, fully exposed covered in clothes pins and writing in Will's backyard. Will put his finger to his lips as to indicate for me to be quite and then he turned and went inside the house.

He was gone for what seemed like an eternity, but was probably a minute or two. When he returned he was with two other guys. One I did not know, the other was Gage a friend of both Will's and mine. As they walked into the yard, Will hit the light switch lighting up the patio area. Will, Gage and the other fellow were all staring at me with huge smiles on their faces. I was spread out and exposed with a face that felt like it was on fire. I was so humiliated. My heart was racing.

Gage walked over to me and said, "Damn, what else can you do?" Then he started to laugh. He pulled two of the clothes pins off of each of my nipples and then took the remaining one on each and began to twist them. I began to squirm and moan as quietly as I could. The other guy began to remove the clothes pins from the underside of my cock. My cock had grown used to the pain, but when the clothes pins came off the pain was so much more intense. Then Gage and the other fellow began removing the clothes pins from my ball sack. The pain was intense. Once my balls were clear of the clothes pins, Will took the one off the head of my cock. I couldn't hold back a yelp it hurt so bad. Gage then began to stroke my hard cock slowly. It was rock hard. He then began to slap it around hard, which made me wiggle in my bounds.

Will had gone inside the house while Gage continued to abuse my cock and the other guy played with the clothes pins on my nipples. Then Gage let up my cock and the other guy stood in front of me and brought his foot up into my balls. Oh, that was painful. He didn't slam it in, but he applied enough force to cause a real ache. This was not over. He brought his foot up into my balls several times.

Meanwhile Will returned from the house with a nice long dildo about an inch and a half in girth. they all walked around behind me as Will worked it up into my ass. I had never had anything up there before. It was quite uncomfortable as he slowly worked it in deeper and deeper. Once he had it in real good he began working it in and out. Gage walked around in front of me and removed the last two clothes pins from my nipples. He then took my nipples in between his finger and thumb and began to pinch and twist them. I was in agony, but at the same time getting so turned on. I had totally forgotten that I was outside, spread eagle, unable to move, totally exposed with the lights on. As Will worked my ass and Gage worked my nipples, the other guy began stroking my hard cock. I was so lost in the pain and sensation as I got closer and closer to orgasm. They brought me real close several times, but would not let me cum. When they tired of this, they removed the dildo and untied me from the posts. My legs hurt so much from being spread that I could barely stand. Will had me get down on all fours like a dog. He then tossed the dildo that had been up my ass into the yard and said go fetch boy. I quickly responded and crawled out into the yard onto the grass and brought the dildo back to him in my mouth, sitting up and holding my paws out like he has taught me. Gage and the other guy got a good laugh out of it and they played fetch with me for awhile.

When they were done with the game of fetch, Will had me get into the position of total submission. My face in the grass, my arms spread out to each side, kneeling with my knees apart and my ass up in the air. The all walked around me checking out my total submission to them. Will then had me kneel with my head up and each of them unzipped their pants and pulled out their cocks. They were all hard. Obviously they were turned on by my humiliation. They began stroking in a circle around me. Will stepped forward first and shoved his cock into my mouth and had me suck on it for awhile. He was followed by the guy I didn't know. He grabbed onto my hair and began to force his cock as deep as he could into my mouth. I gagged a couple of times. Then Gage took a turn with me sucking his cock. Then Will had me kneel with my hands behind my back and my knees apart. He wanted my face up and eyes down. They all stood over me and worked their cocks until they shot their cum onto my face. My face was covered. When they were done, Will told me to remain in the kneeling position with the cum dripping from my face until he returned. Then he and the others went inside and left me kneeling on the lawn in the backyard with the lights on full.

I knelt there for the longest time. In fact it was a full 30 minutes before Will came back outside and led me into the house. The others had gone. Will told me to go shower and then return to the living room naked. I showered and cleaned all the grease paint and cum off my body. I still had several clothes pins running between my balls and ass hole, which I removed. Once I was cleaned up I returned to the living room as instructed. Will had me kneel on the floor. He then told me to make a slow bow, face to the floor and hold for a count of 20. I was to say thank you Master for using me. Then I was to rise back up again very slowly to the kneeling position. I still extremely horny, even after the shower and did as he instructed. Then while I knelt there he told me to say that I was nothing but I pathetic slave and he was my Master. I repeated the words.

After that he let me dress. We said our good-byes and left for home. All the way home I was so humiliated at what I had done that night. I wasn't to sure about playing another game of strip poker with Will.



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