10 Years of Slavery - Ch.55
She slapped my face with the silicone cock playfully.
"Not yet you faggot. You have to earn it. Show me how eager you are to suck this cock."
I opened my eyes back and looked at her. I was clueless on how to show it.
"Beg." Her commanding voice answered my question.
"Please, miss, can I suck this cock?"
"Open your mouth, tongue out." I did as I am told, and she slapped the cock on my tongue.
"Not eager enough faggot, beg more. And not "this cock", say "your cock"."
"Miss, please please let me suck your cock. Fill my mouth with it. I beg you miss, please let me swallow it..."
I kept on begging. People were watching us, and laughing hard. This was more fun than slapping me cruelly, and they were cleared of their sense of guilt of harming a person. Now, they were enjoying an erotic humiliation ritual right in front of their eyes. There was only one person who wasn't having fun. Me, naked, caged, tied, on the ground, begging to suck a silicone cock because a 19-year old brat was telling me to.
I kept begging. She kept slapping. After a while, she stood up and hold the cock on her crotch, as if it was really hers.
I started kissing the head of the cock.
"Oh boy, you need to learn a lot. You have to start from the shaft and make your way up."
The scene kept going on for a while, me kissing and begging, she slapping the cock on my face. After several long minutes that felt like hours, she told me to open my mouth wide, and shoved the cock in. She was fucking my face in front of everyone, and all of those spoiled brats were loving this scene. After a while, she grabbed my hair and pushed me against her crotch. The cock was so big for me to swallow it fully, and it was pressing hard against my throat.
"You like it faggot? Do you now appreciate how much I respect you? I wouldn't fuck your face if I didn't." She said before letting me go. I started coughing uncontrollably, but as soon as I pulled myself together, she grabbed my hair again, turned my face towards her and spat on my face.
"And this is your cumshot. Now get lost, I don't want to spend the entire night fucking your disgusting face."
She pushed me away. I left the room, while she was shouting behind me:
"Don't dare to clean your cumshot bitch!"
I went to the kitchen, collapsed on the floor and cried a little. I was crying for what I have been reduced to. But my caged dick wasn't agreeing with me. I was aroused, turned on, horny as fuck. My dick was pushing against the cage helplessly. My conscious mind was contradicting with my sub-conscious sexuality. Her spit began to dry up on my face.
"Faggooot! Drinks!" Hazel's voice pulled me back to the reality. I had a duty to follow. I quickly wiped my tears and went to the living room to ask what they want.
"Oww did little whore cried?" Maisie did a crying gesture by rubbing the side of her finger on her cheek.
"No, miss. Hazel's cock was too big it made my eyes wet a little."
I had to deny weakness. Else, they would come against me even harder. I knew the game and had to abide by the rules.
"Whenever you need to suck my cock just tell me, bitch." Hazel said proudly before returning to her chit-chat with Alex.
I served drinks silently. No one was paying attention to me anymore, which helped me a lot to pull myself together again. I was happy to be invisible servant. But of course, it didn't took too long. After many drinks, and many rounds of joints, everyone was a mess. I heard Agnes asking Hazel if she can use the en-suite bathroom as the main one was occupied. She said sure, Agnes walked towards her room, opened the door, let a short scream out and closed it back promptly. And a "fuck offf!" scream followed it, coming from inside the room. Everyone was suprised and rushed to her.
"Well... it's Jade and Pierre.... They're on it...."
"Ah come on... not in my bed!" Hazel was pissed. Others were laughing hard. She lunged towards the door and opened it without a hesitation. Jade was putting on her bra on in a rush, while Pierre rushed to the en-suite trying to pull his boxers up.
"Fuck off I said!" exlaimed Jade again and turned her back. Her hair was a mess, and her red cheeks were visible even under her brunette skin.
"Fuck you guys, of all other rooms did you have to pick my one?" Hazel said, but after seeing how funny the scene is, and how embarrassed they are, she lost her temper and started chuckling. Everyone was laughing cheerfully. They made fun of the young couple while they were trying to put on their clothes.
"Pinky, change the sheets and put these in the machine." She said. While I was about to start that, another loud voice came from the main bathroom.
"Ewwwww which caveman did it? Haven't anyone teach you any manners?" said Charlotte. "Pinky, come here and clean up this mess." She commanded me unwaveringly. Hazel went to check what's happening, threw another "fuck you all!" and called me again.
"Pinky this is more urgent. Come and clean this up first." It was pee, all around the toilet and on the floors. Apparently one of the boys were terrible at aiming, or super drunk. Probably both. But it was everywhere. And I had to clean it. It was unpleasant but nothing that I was super unfamiliar with. I was cleaning up many houses for many years now, and I can tell that college girls are usually pretty filthy. I grabbed cleaning gloves and some bleach from the cupboard and came back. But Hazel stopped me:
"Hold on, you are not going to use those gloves in here. Do it bare handed."
"But miss, these are cleaning gloves that I use all the time."
"Fuck you and do what you're told."
I was disgusted, but obeyed. But just after I was done with the floors and started scrubbing the toilet bowl, I heard a voice behind me:
"Don't move faggot." It was Marc. The bastard wasn't done with me. I turned to him and saw him unbuckling his trousers.
"Give me a moment I'm almost done."
"Fuck you, I'm gonna piss on you. Don't move."
"Please sir, I'm sorry to disrespect you. Please don't do it."
He was drunk, and determined. I had nowhere to hide or avoid what's coming. I turned my face away from him and waited silently. Every time I thought I saw the deepest, I was going even deeper the next minute. I felt the warm liquid hitting the back of my head. And disgusted from myself.
"HOOOLY FUCK!!" I heard a man's voice. "WHAT THE FUCK MAN!" I couldn't tell who he is. But it was enough to bring everyone around us. They all saw what's happening. And it took long. The bastard's bladder was huge. They were all laughing, making disgusted voices, humiliating me and all sorts of stuff that I was not able to listen.
"Clean this up now." He said while he was zipping his pants up.
"Don't dare to come back before taking a shower." Hazel finished, she was laughing uncontrollably. And they all left, leaving me behind covered in piss. I got up silently, closed the door, cleaned everything and got under the shower. And cried.
When I was out, they were almost completely wasted. A loud techno music was playing, some were drunk-dancing while others were chilling on the couch.
"Hey! Piss-face is back!" Agnes shouted.
"I'm sick of seeing his ugly face today." Said Jade. But not sick of sucking people, I thought to myself. But Hazel was apparently thinking the same.
"Your time is up, Pinky. I don't want to see you until the morning. But let's not leave you alone." She said while grabbing the cock from the coffee table it was still sitting. She grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the corridor. She opened the utility cabinet door, pushed me in, told me to got down on my knees, shoved the cock in my mouth, "stay here until I let you out" she said and closed the door.
I waited until all sounds were gone. When it was almost the morning, and everyone was either left or passed out, I let myself out, dressed up, and left. When I made it back to my house, I wrote a very long message to Ellie, explaining what Hazel did to me the entire night. I was sure that she wouldn't be happy with that. Then, I went onto sleep to recover. I was a mess. It was the worst day of my life.
Several hours later, I woke up. Ellie was standing right next to my bed.