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Into extreme things: Arrogant ALPHA males Oversized roided muscle gods Sadistic evil dom fuckers Depraved fucked up stuff Push limits or die of boredom.  This blog is whats in my head when I look at a man - he's either gonna rape me with violence, with sheer muscle power or with a weapon dick designed to cause pain and suffering,

[browndoesitbetter]

When he hits your second hole 🕳

[service4hungmen]

That look when a hung bull is opening your hole!

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#302

“Hey.  You looking to get fucked?...  Don’t look so fucking surprised.  Yeah, I’m walking around here naked.  Look I need to get some sleep, and I’m too wired up.  I need to drain my balls.  It’s just you and me here at this scenic overlook at 2:30 in the morning.  You’ve been walking around my semi for a good ten minutes, glancing upwards.  Nobody but a faggot does that.  So let me ask again, you looking to get fucked?...

“Thought so.  You can’t seem to keep your eyes off my hog.  I want you to go back to your car and strip.  You’ve seen how thick I am.  If you have lube, put it on, cause I don’t have, let alone use, any other than my spit and leak.  I have been known to tear up a hole because the fag didn’t lube up enough.  Then walk over to me buck naked.  And ignore your dick.  Don’t play with it; don’t cover it up.  Now go….

“…Don’t fucking touch that thing.  And walk back to me head on.  I want to see you come to me in my truck’s highlights.  That’s it.  A few years ago, there would have been five or six drivers here, and I would have made you do the same thing.  The only difference is that after I dumped my load into you, the other drivers would have used your holes into the morning. 

“Nice body.  Turn around, let me see your back side….  Nice, now show me your hole…. Hoo! Wee!  That is one pretty pucker.  I’m so going to enjoy messing that up.  But first, get on your fucking knees.  Right here on the asphalt.

“It’s big, isn’t it?  Grab a hold of it.  It’s like steel.  Go on give it a stroke.  Look at my skin rolling back over the head.  Can you smell that?  I haven’t showered in three days, and there’s some cheese for you to clean up…. Shut up.  Just be glad I don’t have you clean out my three-day ass crack. 

“Now close your eyes and stick out your tongue.  Try to touch your chin with it.  Great.  Now try to keep it there.  Your throat opens up for this….  Right to the root.  Don’t fight me.  Put your hands around and grab my ass.  Keep them there.  I’m in control of this blowjob.  That’s it, gag on it.  Coat it with your throat slime.  No, no, don’t throw up.  Gag!  It’s feeling so good.  Nice and slimy.  Your ass is going to appreciate it.  Oh yeah. 

“In fact, get up and spin around.  I said get up.  You’ll have plenty of time for your throat to recover later.  Right now, it needs to scream.  Spread your legs, bend over, and present your hole.  So pretty.  Too bad I have to cunt it.  Put your fingertips on the asphalt in front of you.  Deep breath, and right to the root.  Scream! Faggot Scream!  No, no.  Don’t you dare try to pull off.  My cock owns this cunt. 

“Oh look, another semi is pulling in.  No. Stay in place.  He’s here to play.  No driver is going to pull all the way up here at this overlook at this time of night unless he’s after something else….  Yup, he sees you naked being cunted.  He knows he’s entitled to be next.  That’s how this place works.  Faggots come up here to be cunted.  And he’s pulling right beside us.  He wants a piece.

“…Hey, you are welcome to her mouth.  If you are looking for her cunt, I will be done in moment.  Just shove it in.  She likes it rough.  That’s it.  Pound her face. 

“Oh man does that feel great.  Oh fuck.  Oh fuck.  Faggot, here it comes.  Urgh!  Urgh!  Ahh.  Ahhhhh.  Fuck!...  Oh man.  This is a nice cunt.  Want a piece?

“Hey faggot, spin around.  It’s the other driver’s turn.  And your mouth is now on clean up duty.  Get that tongue going.  Oh yeah.  Good fag. 

“Well it’s time for me to get some sleep.  Fuck her as long as you want; I’ll sleep through anything…. Oh look, another driver is pulling in.  This is like the good ol’ days. 

“Faggot, if you are still here when I wake up, I will expect round two.  Oh and faggot,… You’re welcome.”

[subformuscularalpha]

The small guy is so happy because he hasn't realised yet what him expects. He's gonna lose the ability to walk for the next two days.

[subformuscularalpha]

Every couple needs a dominant Arab master.

It all began when my girlfriend invited her new colleague for the dinner. I didn't like this idea at first but it all changed when I saw Hassan at our door. When I held out my hand for a shake he just nodded and walked by me. During the dinner he talked mostly with Anne, my girlfriend. And just time from time, he would gesture to me to refill his glass. At some point I notice that his hand was on Anne's thigh and he was massaging it. I know, I had to say something but I was too scared... and excited. When we were done eating, Anne stood up to clean the table and serve the dessert but Hassan gently grabbed her arm and stopped her, "I think your boy can help his woman, right?" and it was probably the first time when he looked me into the eyes. There was something in that gaze that made me obey him immediately. While I was cleaning, they moved to the couch. I hid all the dirty dishes into the dish washer and served the tiramisu that Anne had prepared early. When I brought it to them, Hassan took the plate and looked at me, "You sure, you need that portion?" He didn't say anything, nor did I. But I placed my plate on the side table, next to Hassan. As I wanted to take a seat on the armchair, he again stopped me. He raised his massive legs and placed his feet on the sofa table, "I wouldn't mind some massage for my legs". I don't know why but I dropped down on my knees and started working on his feet. It was already too late. I didn't even notice how he took control of me, my girlfriend and my house.

[dissolving--time]

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[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#208

“You know there are times that I just want to come home from being on the road and enjoy a scotch, a full-flavored cigar, and a nice long blowjob….

“That’s what my bitch cunt ex-wife gave me.  It was about the only time she’s even tolerable, which is why she’s my ex.  Now, most of the time I need to fuck something, and not just fuck, but fuck the hell out of something. 

“I had a regular faggot cunt for that.  Key word there is ‘had.’  The fucker had the audacity to tell me that the only thing it was getting from me out of our arrangement was toxic masculinity.  I smacked it across the face, klcked it in the baIIs, and walked out the door.  Fuck!  Toxic masculinity my ass.  That fag didn’t have a problem with that when I had it in the back of my semi with my ten-inch cock buried in its cunt. 

“So faggot here we are.  And I’m calling you Faggot going forward.  Unless you are signing over your paycheck to me, I don’t need to know your name. 

“All that matters is that since I have been here your eyes can’t look away from my cock bulge.  We both know that my cock rules everything.  I’ve been thinking with my dick for 47 years now, and I ain’t changing.  So faggot, if you have a problem with toxic masculinity, speak up now.  Didn’t think so.  You are just another faggot that wants to swing on a real man’s cock.  I can see that you have pretty much nothing between your legs.  How tiny is that clit?  Four and a half?  Naaa, it’s three inches at most.  If anyone ever asks, you tell them that you have three inches only. 

“It’s not like you are going to use it for anything other than to pee.  Speaking of which, you sit to pee.  Real men stand… well, when I’m not pissing into a faggot.  You will be expected to drink all my piss….  You know, I don’t want to go through a list of things that you will do for me.  Let me just say you will be expected to do many things.  Many things.  I’ll tell you the limits you will have, and fuck any idea of creating a safe word. 

“Look, I may be a selfish asshole trucker with a ten-inch cock, but I am not a psycho.  My dick gets real hard knowing I am entitled to do whatever I want to you without asking you.  If I wanted to take a dump in your mouth, I’m going to.  Aww don’t look panicked.  I find that gross too.  But if ever I wanted to do it, I’m fucking doing it. 

“You have a nice set up here.  I like the separate entrance for your basement.  This will suit me fine.  Make a set of keys for me for my next visit.  I don’t give a shit that your stuff is on that half of the room.  I plan on using this as a crash pad.  Maybe bring home some other fag or bitch to fuck.  And I am saying this now, don’t you dare show any jealousy.  In fact, you should be turned on knowing my cock is getting serviced.  And always beg to clean off my cock whenever I fuck someone else.  That’s the only decent thing to do…. 

“Fuck your eyes can’t look away from my cock.  I like that.  My cock should always be your focus.  Only my cock too.  You are giving up all other men for me.  As I just mentioned before, I won’t do the same. 

“Reach over and touch my cock through my pants.  Big isn’t it?  It’s getting harder.  You know what makes it really hard?  This.  A face slap.  Faggot, your face was made for my hand.  With. Every. Fucking. Slap. My. Dick. Gets. Harder.  Fuck yeah.  There are many reasons why a man would slap a faggot like you, but at the core, it’s just to remind you that you are inferior in every way.  Fuck!  That’s sure getting me ready to fuck your cunt.

“You know, I don’t like your beard and stache.  Shave them off for my next visit.  In fact, I want you hairless everywhere except your eyebrows.  And if I find any hair anywhere, I will use my cigar to singe them off.  You may wind up with a burn too, but that’s your fucking problem. 

“I think it’s time for you to get to worship me properly.  Hands behind your back.  Look at this cock.  You really got me leaking.  That’s it, look down the shaft.  Thick too?  I know.  Open your mouth wide and stick your tongue out as far out and down as you can.  You are probably wondering how you are going to take it.  Well, the answer for today is you are getting it jammed in to the root.  That’s it faggot.  No fucking teeth.  Take it.  Open up that throat.  Dedicate that airway to me.  Oh fuck. 

“Keep those pansy assed hands behind you.  When a man holds your faggot head, he’s in control of the blowjob.  You sole focus is opening up your throat.  Gagging is good.  In fact, it’s putting a lot of throat slime on me.  That’s the lube I will need for your other hole.  On your fucking hands and knees now.  Spread those legs.  I’m taking that fucking cunt.  Fuuuuck.  This cunt has been used before.  But not too stretched out.  Faggot, I think you and your cunt are going to work out for me.  Oh fuck.  Hell yes.  I could do this all night.  Fuck, in fact I will.”

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#108

“I know it’s been a long time since you stopped by. Thank you for coming over when I called. My life has changed a lot in the last three years, and I am going through a lot. So much shit. I don’t want to talk about it....

"Sorry to hear about your financial troubles too. I think about what we did those years ago. We had our thing. It was a lot of fun. Picking up the phone and calling you over for a blow job. I don’t ever think you said no. And you always came over and gave me an incredible one. I remember you begging me to be rough and aggressive with you when all I wanted was a blowjob while watching porno. I couldn’t figure out why and it kinda freaked me out.

"When you told me you were cutting our little arrangement off because you met that one guy, the one who treated you like shit, I was like fine. But now, I need some attention. Since you are here, I’m assuming he’s not in the picture anymore.

"Look, I’m just going to say this. With all the things that are messed up in my head, I need to let off some steam. I need to take out my aggression on something,… someone. You are the only one I can think of that actually wants to get smacked around. Well, hurting people I care for seems to be my specialty of late. I’ve lost my ability to be tender with anyone anymore. It is as foreign to me as much as the concept of your desire to get hit.

"I ain’t trying to figure you out, don’t much care about anyone. That does include you. I just need to release. I need to act more human—feel more human—outside this fucking house. Everything seems out of control. I need to control of something. Total control. Something to make me feel better.

"You said that you are between jobs and are crashing on a friend’s couch. You’re moving in here. I will fuck you every day, just like you begged me to back then. Smack you around too. I’ve taken to drinking in these years. And I will gladly piss on you too. I don’t care if you like it or not. Right now I have a strong urge to punch you in your gut.

"I know you are back there behind me,… staring. You’re judging me for what I have become. I see the pity in your eyes. Those fucking puppy dog eyes looked good when you were blowing me. Now, I don’t want you looking at me, ever! Look the other way at all times if you are going to be near me. Don’t fucking talk to me either. And I don’t need your pity. I don’t need your fucking need to please. Don’t need you to be anything other than a goddamned punching bag.

"Right now fuckhead, you need to suffer. Don’t give a mother fucking shit what the fuck you want or need at this moment; the only need that matters right now is mine, and that’s to beat the shit out of you and fuck you afterwards.”

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#233

This is a direct follow up to Story #104.

“Yeah Cunt. I told you this would happen if I got one more complaint about you. That executive business man from Alaska I whored you out to, just told me at the gym this morning that I need to train you more. While he was happy with your toilet service, he said your cunt was too stretched out. I don’t know why. It’s tight on me when I shove my arm in there. I sent Muscle boy with him to do what you couldn’t. But you know, I can’t have my prime boy picking up the slack for a slave. So after a year and a half I decided I’m going to sell you....

“The problem is that with that stretched out cunt, what good are you? Unless I’m selling you to a large organization of fagslaves, no one wants a toilet that they can’t fuck. It’s been forever since I fucked you, isn’t it? Muscle boy usually gets my loads. You know what? I need to sample that hole. Lay on the kitchen table, legs up. Damn, you do have one giant gape.

“Ankles on my traps. Fuck! That went in easy. Clamp down. I said clamp down. Don’t fucking tell me you are. Cunt, clamp down. Well fuck. It’s like throwing a hotdog down a hallway. Get down on your knees, and finish me off with your mouth.

“Why the fuck didn’t you tell me that your cunt was totally useless? We need to start a regiment to tighten you up. I’m going to get those weighted butt plugs. You will wear them all the time. You will learn to clamp down. Damn at least your blowjob technique hasn’t suffered. It’s almost as good at Muscle boy’s. I remember when I first took you, my eight inches was a struggle. Now you can handle it. It was fun to see you resist being turned into a toilet. Now you get happy when I say I have to go to the bathroom. Cunt, you’ve become boring.

“I’m getting a text, hand me my phone. It’s from the Alaskan businessman. He really likes Muscle boy. I’m glad one of my fagmeat is doing its duty, doing me proud…. Oh shit, he wants to purchase Muscle boy…. I’m going to set the amount so high and see what he says…. Holy shit! Didn’t even flinch. He’s taking me up on it! Goddamned! That’s like what I make for half a year.

“Let me see how much he would take for you…. Well, he’s not interested. I’ve been saying is for a long time, and now we know, you are truly worthless. I’m going to offer you for free…. The amount he’s paying for Muscle boy is really unbelievable. I’m surprised he went for it…. Well, there it is. He’s not going to pass up a free toilet. He’s taking you too. I love it.

“Muscle boy has been dropping hints that I should sell you. I would love to see the look on his face when he finds out that you are being sold to the same man that bought him too. I need to celebrate. Go climb in the sling. My arm is going in deep. He knows he’s getting a destroyed cunt with you. I’m really going to have fun in destroying it more.”

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#104

“No, no, no, don’t try to run. I have my associates sitting by the exit doors should you try. Come over here and sit next to me. I was sent by your boss’s boss. He tells me that you’ve been stealing from him. And not just $20 here or there. No, we are talking about tens of thousands in merchandise. What you think he wouldn’t notice? Well faggot he did. And yes, he knows you take it up the ass too....

"Do you still have what you stole?… No?... About half? Well that’s unfortunate. In that case, he told me to make the problem go away, and you are the problem. No, I’m not going to kill you, please. No, he came to me for one reason only. I am a curator of fag meat. I capture boys like yourself and sell them to sadistic horny fuckers from around the world. Strip. Don’t make me ask a second time, and don’t even start begging. Check the door, you will see that my associates locked us in together. No one will interfere. This lounge in the back of the store is perfect for my own private strip show.

"Now get too stripping. Good fag. I’ve been watching you. You like big men like me. Well I like scrawny inferior fags like you. If you have a tiny pecker, that would be perfect. Show me. Atta boy! You are hard too? Fuck yeah! Fuck yeah! How tiny is it? Four inches? Mine is more than double yours. Ok, put these ankle cuffs on. This seems natural to you. Put the padlocks on and hand me the key. Thanks. Those cuffs have a device that delivers one hell of a shock. So no running, no complaining for you. Only subservience.

"Let me tell you how this is going to be. Instead of selling you right away, I’m going to train you to be my own personal fag. I will have to pay on your debt, but you will be whored out when your training is done to pay it off. I am going to remove every hair on your body below your nose. Your tiny clit there will be pierced and painfully locked up at all times. Thinking about your own pleasure will be a thing of the past. Your focus is on me. I have a big ego, and you are going to reinforce it. Be in awe of my cock, and it is awe inspiring. Drool over my tits. They will be keeping your fingers busy most of the time. Lust over my ass. It’s big and beefy, and it deserves a rim job that never ends. Your tongue is going to spend more time in my shithole than in your own mouth. You are going to be my primary toilet. Yes, that includes both piss and shit. You will thank me every time and beg for more. Begging to be abused gets me hard.

"Now cunt—and I’m changing your name to Cunt—do not let me down. The shock cuffs are there to correct you, but letting me down will get you sold. You got all that? Now lay down on the floor face down. Damn! That is a nice tiny fag butt. Spread your legs. I like to crush my fags by lying on them. You feel my 300 lb all muscle body on you? It’s hard to breathe right? Good. Putting my arm around your neck makes it even harder, right? It’s a massive arm isn’t it? The largest arm you have ever seen right? Want to know what I like to do with it? I like to do two things: The first is I like fisting tiny fag boys like yourself. Struggling now is not advised. Yes I’m going in deep. The second thing I like to do is making a fag pass out by restricting its airways, like this.

"Oh yeah boy, you only have a few moments of consciousness left. When you do, your cunt does not resist an arm, even as big as mine. Nighty night!”

This story is followed up in Story #233.

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#351

“Shithead, what the fuck are you doing?  Who the fuck do you think you are?  You are a faggot, a cum guzzling, ass eating, piss drinking faggot.  When I took you in, I told you I expect obedience from you.  If you wanted my cock to fuck you several times a day, you needed to be obedient.  Obedient!  You said you’d live to follow my orders.  So explain yourself?  What the fuck was that upstairs?...

“…Aw don’t even.  Look.  Tonight was going to be the night I introduce you to my three best buds.  Of course I gave them full access to you.  You don’t have a say.  So when Brutus wants to shove his fat finger into you, you let him.  That cunt between your legs is not your cunt, but mine.  And if he wants to shove his dirty finger in you, then I want it in there.  He works hard logging all day.  He’s entitled to a cunt to use as he sees fit, and he knows my cunts are expected to satisfy him.  He doesn’t deserve a faggot who has no rights to balk.  Now why the fuck did you pull away?...

“Are you fucking kidding me?  I don’t give a shit you find him ugly and fat.  He and I go way back.  Yeah, he ain’t the prettiest, and being 6’6”, he’s quite large.  He works long and hard logging, and he eats quite well.  You would be surprised at his muscles under that chunk.  Along with his nasty personality, he can’t seem to get or keep a woman.  That’s why he uses faggots.  He loves treating them like shit, humiliating them, degrading them, raping them, beating them, all the good stuff.  So when a faggot balks, well,… you are going to find out that that’s not good for you.

“So you are going to go back up there and you will apologize to the man.  There is nothing else to do.  You got that?...  Good.

“Where the fuck are you going?  I didn’t dismiss you.  You see the belt doubled over in my hand?  You see that I am wearing sweatpants, so you know… this is coming!  Fucker, don’t move.  You need to be welted up.  Obedience is not obedience if infractions aren’t punished.  Now stand there and don’t fucking move.  You move more than a step or put up any resistance, I will have my bud Jim upstairs castrate you.  He castrates all his fagmeat.  He indicated to me he’s not interested in you as a fuck slave, but damn he would love to take your balls from you.

“Now that’s only three swats.  Cry if you want.…  In fact, scream out.  Let them hear that you are atoning for your disobedience….  Now turn around.  I want to welt up your chest and the front of your legs….  Oh fuck!  Between your pathetic crying out to the snap sound of leather striking fag flesh, I am getting fucking hard.

“There.  Oh look at that, the welts are starting to form.  Fuck yeah.  If I didn’t want Brutus to first fuck you tonight, I would be shoving my cock in my cunt and unloading.

“Here take my belt.  Oh look, there’s some blood on it.  Turn around I want to see where you are bleeding.  Fuck, your back looks amazing.  Those welts look like they belong there.  That one is bleeding a little.  Good.  Let the blood run down your skin. 

“Now before we go back upstairs, let me tell you what is going to happen.  I want you to go up to Brutus, and in the most submissive pose you can apologize to him.  Offer him my belt to finish your punishment for pulling away from his finger.  Beg him to ignore your pleas.  Tell him that my cunt between your legs is cleaned out and is his ready to be raped. 

“You are to be obedient to him tonight and tomorrow.  He’s way more demanding than I am.  He’s going to beat the shit out of you.  Rape you too.  Even though he’s enormous and fat, you would think his dick would be tiny.  No, his cock is enormous, big and fat just like him.  Every single faggot I bring to him seems to ignore his ugly mug or his chunkiness once they see his gigantic cock, yet there is always regret once the raping begins.

“You get the extra benefit of having pissed him off first.  I’m going to enjoy seeing you suffer like that.  Now get upstairs.  I can’t wait to see you completely welted up with a shredded cunt.”

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#298

“You looking for raw trucker cock? Well I got a beer can dick. It only goes in raw. And I don’t pull out until I unload deep inside you. So no backing out if the pain is excruciating from me tearing up your hole, because it will be. If you want the fuck of your life, go ahead and strip, right here and now….

“Do you see a sleeper on my cab? No. So we are playing out here. There’s no one else here except that other driver. He and I talked before you pulled in, and he might be joining in on any rape scene.

“Go on strip. Right here. Out in the open. I don’t care. I want you naked, on all fours, under this light. Don’t worry, if someone should pull in, we’ll have plenty of time to recover. Naked or piss off. Those are your two options.

“You can leave your shoes on. A bit chunky; I like that. Now turn around. Show me that ass. Oooh. That’s one beefy but. Furry too. …And you come here lubed! I like that. Now bend over.

“If you are going to be a nelly bitch just from one finger going in, you might as well piss off. My cock is significantly thicker than that. Relax your hole.

“I’m going to ask this one last time. Do you want me to fuck you? After this, there is no backing out. Period. Do you? If the answer is no, then piss off. If the answer is yes, you can tell me by bending over with your fingertips on the asphalt, your legs spread, and your ass up high.

“There you go. OK. Get ready to scream your head off. I told the other driver to be prepared.

“That’s it! Scream motherfucker. Scream! You have raw trucker cock in your hole. That should be your focus. Your screams are only making me harder.

“The other driver is coming over….

“…No, I don’t mind if you use his mouth. I haven’t tried it. I went right for his ass. If I start with their mouth, they always back out. Oh fuck. His hole just relaxed a bit.

“How’s his mouth?... Yeah, I see he didn’t offer much resistance going into his throat.

“This is why I stop here. There’s always an ass or two to fuck. The fags are rapeable. The only traffic that stops here at this vista point at night are guys looking to play. I’ve only seen one cop here. I fucked him too. But that was when my company had me long hauling it and gave me a bunk.

“…I do miss it from time to time. I like the naps I would take. … But I prefer to be outside to fuck an ass. There’s nothing like being under the stars and being balls deep smoking a smooth assed cigar. You want to try out his ass? It’s pretty good. I haven’t nutted in it yet…. You should try it….

“Spin around fag…. Aw shut up. What are you complaining about? Those are your ass juices on my cock. Just suck.

“…These fags. I tell ya!... Isn’t that a nice hole? Go ahead and nut in it if you want…. You want it down its throat?

“…You hear that? The man wants to nut in your gut. Spin around again. And don’t fucking hesitate on cleaning him off.

“…Yeah, I think I’m ready to give this fag my raw load too. Let’s do it. Let’s fill him up with raw driver loads. He’ll be jerking off to this for years. What fag wouldn’t want to have two raw loads from two truckers?

“Oh man I’m getting close. You?... Let’s do this. I’m so close. Oh man. Oh man. Do it! Do it! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yeah!...

“Man that was hot. No don’t pull out yet. I never pull out right away. If I need to go, I always give a raw load of piss. And,… yes, this fag is getting that. Whew! You pissing?

“Take your time. He’s not going anywhere. Just let it go…. No? Trust me it feels good to go. Try it next time.

“…Fag, get your mouth over here and clean me off.”

“I always have them clean me off at the end. That’s what they are here for. You got to clock in soon? I have to take off myself. This was only a lunch break. I wish I was back to long hauling.

“Is your company hiring? Mine is shifting to local business. Here follow me back to my truck. I would love to get your contact information. Have you been with them long? 13 years? Wow. Benefits good?

“…Just leave him. I never look back at the fag. He needs to feel used and tossed aside. Let me guess, is he a bit disoriented? He’s probably just trying to figure out what just happened to him... Good!

It was fun. I hope to connect with you either back here or some other spot.”

[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#92

“I’ve never done something like this before. My friend Brian told me to get a fag on the side. I’m thankful to him for giving my number to you. He’s a great guy. He said that you fags aren’t like women and that I can do whatever I want for the most part. What I want is a blow job and a cunt to fuck. My problem is that my dick is very large. I mean it’s about seven inches long, but eight inches around. No woman can take it in her mouth, not without forcing it in. Brian said that you fags like it forced. Do you like that, to be forced?… Good, because I have been needing to fuck the way I want. I don’t want to stop because I’m hurting you. I don’t plan on resting either. I just want to pile drive into you non-stop. And I don’t get into anything faggy either. I’m not going to kiss you, or hold you afterwards. And don’t get any ideas of using your dick on me. Keep your jock on and don’t let me see you playing with yourself. Focus on my cock. After I dump my batter in you, I want you to clean off my cock like a good bitch should. Then get the fuck out. Get naked and on the bed bitch. Face away from me and show me your cunt. Brian’s right. I should be doing this. Bitch, if you any good, I will be in contact. Now prepare for my fire extinguisher thick dick to splint your cunt in two.”

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#97

“So my cousin tells me you are looking to lie low. He didn’t tell me why, and I don’t need to know the reason why. Hell, I don’t even care what your name is. But from the looks of things, you look like you cheated the wrong person. I recognize that panic look. Well, out back here, no one who doesn’t belong back here comes by. Just us drivers picking up our loads at the lumber mill and running it into town....

"We are a tight knit group of buds. We share the cabin a few miles past the mill. We hang out together, drink together, fish together, and we go into town and fuck a whore together. If you hide out with us, there are some things we will expect. You will pick up after us, and not give us any lip. Tucker can be a bit of an asshole at times, and he will probably leave things around just so you can clean up after him. You are just going to take it. You will cook for us. We eat a hearty breakfast, and then a big dinner. You will prepare it all. My cousin tells me that you are also a sperm burping queer. Now I don’t have a problem with that.

"In fact you will be expected to be my bitch whenever I want. I’m used to using fags as I see fit. My pecker ain’t long, but it is fat. And it will go into either hole whenever I want. You are just going to take that too. Even if its in the middle of the living room in front of the other guys. Now Bill will be ok with using you too. He and I used to drive cross country and we would tag team the fags at the rest stops. Now Tucker is gonna treat you like shit. He’ll call you names, like fag or cunt. In fact, your will answer to the name of Cunt. I like that; it fits you. Tucker’ll smack you around whether or not you deserve it. You’ll need to just take that as well. Now he and Hank are rough fuckers. When we get a whore in town, Bill and I would go first, and then Hank and Tucker would follow us and just tear up the whore. I don’t know if Hank will use you like that; he doesn’t like fags. But I also know his baseball bat cock demands attention. When he gets horny, he doesn’t care what bitch he fucks. You should see the ugly twats he’s fucked. But don’t worry, he doesn’t get too horny too often, maybe once a week.

"Unlike me, I am usually jacking off two or three times a day. That’s your job now, taking care of my cock. In fact you start right now. Get naked and on your knees. Open your fucking mouth fag, you have work to do. And I hope you like piss, because I got a gallon of piss for you. If you don’t like to drink piss, well then you’re just going to have to take it.”

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#197

"So it looks like you and me are going to be roommates for the next month while we are stuck out here in the middle of nowhere Nebraska. I know the company doesn’t want us to get into trouble in our off the clock time. Whatever. Most of the guys are going to the titty bar a few miles up the road. Something tells me you would rather go to the truck stop across the street. Yeah I know you are gay. Even better, I know you are a faggot. And I also know you know the difference between a gay and a faggot. Don’t ask me how I know. That’s none of your business. And don’t even try to deny it. So for the next month, I own that well-used faggot cunt and that toilet mouth. This is our floor, grab my suitcase. Leave your bag here at the elevator. Let’s get you set up....

“We are at the end of the hallway. Being off season, this part of the motel is usually not used. I paid extra to get the larger room away from anyone else. We don’t even get housekeeping service. That falls to you. No one else is even on this floor, well at least now. So this is our room. Strip. Faggot do not begin your time serving on the wrong foot. I know you crave to be treated like shit. That you respond to face slaps like this. Repeated face slaps. Now strip faggot. Thought you would comply. Bring my bags in. Set them up next to the bed.

“On your fucking knees. I have to take a piss, and I know you are a well-trained toilet. Smell that dick cheese? I see you don’t like that. Well, too bad. That’s your job now. Fuck that mouth feels good. I’ve been saving my piss all day just for you. Oh man, I heard all about your mouth, and I can understand why. When the piss ends, pull off and go get your bags at the elevator. We need to get set up here.

“As you can see, there is only one king sized bed. I’m a big man, 6′4″ and I need all that room. You will take the floor mat I brought. When you earn it, you will join me. I think I’m done pissing. Go get your bags. Naked of course. Damn, that’s one fine ass, I can’t wait to get my cock in there. Go! Hurry! Run faggot run!…

“I love that your hard-on is pointing the way. Put your bag over there, I’ll go through it in a bit. Here put this hood on. Snap the blindfold on. When other men come up here to use you, that hood needs to be on. I already have a few lined up. Get under the rimseat. Tomorrow will be your first gang bang. In case you haven’t noticed, I have been planning this for some time. Fuck your tongue feels good.

“I’m not going to go into details as to how, but you weren’t randomly assigned to be my roommate, and while our company likes to stick us out in the boonies for our training, this place wasn’t randomly chosen either. And we weren’t randomly assigned the suite right by the service elevator. Many men are going to discretely come up and use you. Lots from the truck stop across the street, some horny fuckers from the titty bar down the way. Several co-workers will use you I’m sure. But you will wear that hood and that blindfold each and every time. It is none of your concern who is using your holes. One of our bosses will be using you sometime while you are here. If he likes you, I smell a promotion in order.

“Get your tongue in deep in my shithole. Don’t worry I’m not going to feed you. Any moment you will have your first customer, the night manager. He’s the one who set up this arrangement. And here he is…. Hey thanks for the room. I love it. Shithead here loves it too. I know you are in a rush, but get comfortable…. Hey faggot lift your legs up. I’m going to hold your ankles. Get back to eating my shithole…. Whenever you are ready. Its cunt awaits. Remember, it can take a rough fuck. Holy shit that cock is huge. Damn! You are going to ruin its cunt on the first night. Oh well, at least my ass will muffle its screams.”

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#187

“You. Come here. What’s going on? Aw fuck it. You a fag? Of course you are. I saw you motion for me to stick my dick in that hole in the stall wall. I know you suck dick. What about taking it up the ass? Cool. Wanna get fucked?...

"You clean? Look. I don’t need this gay bullshit. I need to fuck. My girlfriend is being a cunt. She won’t put out for me, unless I… Aw never mind. Fuck her. I don’t want to talk about her. I need to get my nut. I don’t trust the other cunts in a thirty mile radius. Seeing you have Connecticut plates, you are not around here. Wanna get a room? There’s a motel across the road there. If I give you cash, would you get the room? I don’t want anyone local to see me do that. But, if we do, I want to fuck you. Not into the fag stuff like kissing or cuddling. I fuck. I won’t make love to another guy. It’s been a while since I connected with a fag. Just to let you know. I’m always in control, and my dick is the only one that matters. The only reason why I am doing this is to unleash myself. I get rough. And I can go for a long time, well into the morning. You up for it?… Come here. Untuck your T-shirt. Bring those nipples to me. My hands are going to be a bit cold. Oooh, your titties are nice and hard. My fingers probably feel like sandpaper. It just a little twist. Yeah I know they’re hurting; that’s what I want. What else are fag titties used for, other than to be twisted and have fingernails dug into it? Just deal with the pain. No, no, no. Don’t fucking move. I don’t need you fucking calling any attention to me. My dick is getting so fucking hard. We need to get that room. Let’s go. Pull your shirt down. One final thing, faggot don’t move…. Fuck yeah. You can handle a face slap like a faggot should. Go get the room now. I’m going to be fucking you for a long time. I can cum multiple times. I so need to treat you like shit. The way you are tenting your sweat pants, you need this too. Remember, I ain’t into any of your fag shit. So don’t even try.”

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#283

“Hey, c’mon in. I asked you to come by my place because I’ve been noticing you around town. You seem to stare a lot. It’s ok if you do. You can’t be this large and not notice it. But your attention is different. Are you gay?...

“I’ve seen that lust in your eyes in a handful of individuals, all of them gay men. In the minute we’ve been talking, your eyes have glanced at my crotch twice. Now a third time. Look at it all you want. I like that your attention is drawn there. If you aren’t gay, you are curious. Are you queer? A yes or no answer….

“Great! We got that piece of awkwardness out of the way. Let’s go into my living room. I don’t feel like I can relax in the garage…. Right here in front of the couch is fine.

“That hunger in your eyes is so fucking obvious. You have my permission to touch my body anywhere you want, pecs, biceps,… hell even my dick. Wherever…. Don’t fucking hesitate. …Aw hell, give me your hand. Here, this is my chest. Massive hunh? You can come closer.

“Let me see your chest…. I said ‘Let me see your chest.’ Boy, this modesty shit stops now! When I give you a fucking order, you do it. How much do you weigh?... One fifteen? Shit boy! I’m three times your size. Of course I expect to see a scrawny fag boy. In fact, that’s what I want to see. I like scrawny somewhat girly fag boys, and you are definitely that.

“Go ahead run your hands anywhere you want to. This is what a real man feels like.

“I hear that you just graduated high school, and that your dad wants you to join the Army. Is that right?... Have you signed any of the papers?... Good. You are not the military type. Yeah, I know all this shit about you. I have been watching you for some time now. You go out of your way to hide your glances in town, but it’s so fucking obvious. The thing is I like faggy boys like you.

“Why don’t you move to my back and feel how massive it is? Don’t take your hands off me. They feel good.

“So you had your eighteenth birthday last weekend hunh? Now you are legal. I don’t need to worry about getting in trouble again. You know, when I approached you this morning and said I might have a job for you, I wasn’t lying. I am looking for a personal assistant. I need someone who will care for my day-to-day needs. That would include appointments, meal prep, errand running…

“Bring your hands around to my front…. I also require personal attention. Massages twice a day. …You like what you see. I can tell. On your knees…. Atta boy you are listening.

“You are at the right height for taking care of my cock. Let me get out of these shorts. My dick requires frequent attention. Go on. Touch it. You are going to need both hands. It’s big hunh? That’s a real man cock. Run your hands over it. See how the foreskin rolls over my cock head? One of the first rules of taking care of my cock is to make sure I am clean at all times. Go ahead and lick it. It may be a little bit rank from my workout this morning, but you’ll get used to it. Use your tongue on my piss slit.

“Oh boy, you know what you are doing. This isn’t the first time you sucked dick?... Who have you sucked before?.... In the park bathroom? You whore. So you know what’s expected of you. I do expect a blowjob or more several times a day. I’m always horny. You will never say no. Never.

“Take off the rest of your clothes. Nice hard on. I want you to jerk off to me whenever you like. I want you thinking of my cock, my body, my ass. If you are alone, sniff my dirty clothes, especially my underwear. Every piece of your sexual thoughts will be focused on me.

“One thing though, if you cum while servicing me, I still expect 100% enthusiasm from you. If you are in the middle of blowing me, you continue with the same level of attention.

“Get your mouth back on my cock. We ae going to have to work on your deep throat technique. With as big as my cock is and as small as your mouth is, you will definitely need some practice to take me to my root. Keep jerking yourself.

“Yeah, you will make me a good fag boy. I will be taking you to the gym and introduce you to my buds as my fag boy. I won’t hide what you are and what you do. They’ll have no problem. I do travel the country for events. They know I love my fag boys. I don’t give a shit what other people think, neither will you. Hell, I travel the world. I want you right there with me as my possession. From the moment you wake me up with a blowjob or a rimjob to the moment we fall asleep with you in my arms and my cock up your cunt, you will be mine.

“Oh man if your cunt is as good as your mouth, it won’t take me long.

“Have you had a cock in your cunt before? No? What about at the glory hole in the park? No man fuck you before?... Well looks like I have a virgin cunt to deflower. What about eating ass?... Aww too bad. I would have like to have pop that cherry too. Eating my beefy ass another requirement. Your tongue will be buried in my shithole two or three times a day. I love relaxing sitting on my fag boy’s face.

“You are really going to town on your dick. When you nut, collect it in your other hand. The idea of sticking your tongue in my shitter has gotten you going. Well damn. Why wait?

“There’s that look of hunger. Well here you go. Start licking. No, go right for my hole. Like that. Fuck boy. You really are a pig. You are my pig now. There’s no doubt in my mind that I own you. And you know this is how its going to be.

“Looks like you are going to shoot. Catch it all. Every drop. Keep up that tongue action in my shitter. That’s it boy, you know it. No slowing down just cause you came.

“Pull back. Now let’s get my dick taken care of. Take your load and slather it on my head. Every drop. That feels good.

“Yeah, in a bit we’ll go to your place and pick up your shit. You are moving in tonight. You are now mine. No need to ask you if you want to be my fag boy, but I’ve made the decision for you. I can see it in your eyes that you want this, that you want me controlling you, every aspect of you. You had no direction before, I’ll be directing you as I see fit.

“Get up and bend over the arm of the couch. I’m ready to claim my cunt. We’ll get you set up in your own room. You won’t be returning home again. I don’t give a shit what your dad thinks or says.

“Now take a deep breath, cause I’m going to be mounting you and it’s going to hurt. And it needs to hurt. You want to push out like you are taking a shit.

“I am here to protect you. I’m not going to let anyone on this planet hurt you. No, that right belongs only to me. And you will be suffering for me. I’m going right to the root. Now scream for me.”

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#285

“Hey, I bet you’re surprised to see me after all these years, hunh?,,, Well my daughter’s softball team finished playing Springfield High this afternoon. She’s right now hanging with her old friends. I told her to take her time; I’ll be visiting my old friends and stomping grounds. And here I am, looking to get my cock taken care of….

“They’ve cleaned up this place. I see the bushes where I’d plow your cunt are gone. Same thing for the area under the overpass. What about the john? Is it cleaned up too, or is it still a filthy shithole?... Let’s go see.

“My cock has a week’s load ready to burst. I hope your cunt is cleaned out. If not, you will be sucking off any mud you get on it…. Yeah, I’ve changed a bit. Once I moved to the city, I was finding fags who wanted me to do nasty stuff, way more than what you were begging.

“Then I met my best bud at this dirty bookstore. He was using the fags there. I followed his lead. Afterwards he and I started talking. He has shown me a lot of things. The one thing that I have come to learn is that there are men and there are the faggots that serve the men. Nasty faggots willing to do whatever I want.

“I thought of you. All those times you begged to drink my piss or eat my ass or get slapped around. You were begging for a man to make you a faggot. You were craving that kind of treatment, weren’t you?... Nevermind, don’t answer; I can see it on your faggot face.

“Well the toilet building looks the same. Interesting they cleaned up the grounds but left this shithole alone…. Jesus! I don’t think they cleaned in here since I left. Nasty. They took down the toilet partition. I guess they got tired covering up the glory holes…. Fuck, that smell! It’s like week old piss along with diesel. Nasty. Shit, there’s needles over there, next to that pile of shit. They don’t even try to sit on the toilet. Well fuck, I can see why, that doesn’t look like it has been flushed in days. Good fucking lord.

“OK faggot, I gotta piss, and the only toilet I would consider pissing into is you. Get naked and on your knees…. Don’t give me that look. You are a nasty disgusting faggot, and this place should feel like home.

“I said naked! I will rip off those fucking faggot clothes of yours, drag you over to that toilet and use your face as a plunger. Naked!

“Yup. Everything means socks and shoes too…. Now on your knees. One thing. You are never to touch that useless thing between your legs. My bud has his faggot bitches wear this piece of plastic with a lock on it. He doesn’t allow them to touch themselves, ever. If I was still local, you better believe I would have taken ownership of it.

“Now, open your toilet mouth. I need to work aiming on my piss. When your mouth gets full, gulp it down. I don’t care if that means closing your toilet mouth for a moment.

“That feels so good. I’ve been holding it in for just this moment. Fuck. Almost as good as cumming. Here, take my dick head in your mouth and savor the last few drops. That’s it. No, don’t suck. I have better uses for that tongue.

“After all these years, you finally get to tongue fuck my shithole. I can’t believe there was a time that I thought getting my bunghole spit shined clean was nasty, but now every fucking faggot I use must tongue me deep…. Damn, you know how to do it…. It's like you were made for this. Oh man! I need to fuck one of your holes. Pull back.

“Get your nasty face on the floor, in my piss puddle. Show me your nasty cunt. Spread your cheeks. Oh man, I’m going in right to the root, faggot. Scream all you want, I don’t care. One wad of spit is all you are good for.

“Oh man does your cunt feel good, better than before. Fucking you is like riding a used bike. I bet you’ve had hundreds of men in this nasty cunt in the past few years, you nasty faggot whore. I bet some of them knew you were a faggot, nothing more than a cunt to fuck.

“I would love to take you on one of the biker runs I go on. You can be one of the club’s whores. Countless real men treating you like the trash you are. You know you crave that.

“I’m about ready to bust my nut. You ready. That cunt is going to be full of my cum slop. Here you go faggot. Here. You. Go! Urgh! Urgh! Uhhhhh. Fuck!

“Clamp down when I pull out. Fuck. Don’t fucking move a muscle. In fact, reach around and pull apart those cheeks. Let some of my load drool out. Like that. Keep your face in my piss. Don’t fucking move.

“Got it! Got a few pics I’m texting to my bud. He’s going to love it. I took a pic of the whole bathroom and you in the middle, showing off your freshly cunted hole.

“Go on finger yourself. Taste the cunt soup. You earned it.

“…Just heard back from my bud. Ok faggot, here’s the deal. My daughter is with her friends. I’m texting her that I will pick her up on Monday. She won’t care; she’s with her longtime friends again. You have a choice here. Cancel whatever weekend plans you have and come with me and be my nasty faggot slut whore. My bud’s at a bike run three hours away from here. You will be one of three faggot whores there to take care of twenty-something number of bikers. You will be fucked, pissed in, roughed up, and some other shit I’m still learning about. Some of those bikers are real nasty. They would love this toilet. Throughout the weekend, you belong to me. I'd fucking own that filthy cunt.

"Or we can say good-bye. Take the time you need to think about it. I will be in my truck with your clothes and shit. Come out when you are ready to give me an answer. Don’t worry about being naked in a public place. Faggots like you usually have no choice. And this weekend you won't have one."