Everyday Humiliations
By Brian Masters (I own this story, and all of its subsequent parts, so don't even think of stealing it and posting it as your own like some prick did with one of my other stories. I caught him selling it on Amazon. He won't be doing that again.)
Part Five
They were filming me! I was so focused on the indignities being heaped on me that I failed to simply look around the room. They were shooting video of my every humiliation. I found out that night when my wife called to facetime with Daddy. Not with me. She didn’t want to speak with me at all. The call came in as I was helping Daddy prepare for bed. He said tonight would be a special night for me as he wanted to show off my newfound talents. Little did I know how degrading that show would be for me.
So, that evening Daddy grinned at me as he answered his phone and I nearly cried out loud as I heard my darling Jane’s voice coming from the other end. She was laughing and teasing with Jake as they rolled around in bed together. I have no idea what time of day it was in Hawaii, but I knew it couldn’t be bedtime as it was here, so they must be fucking all day and night at that beautiful resort.
“Hi Marcus!” My beautiful bride said cheerfully to Daddy. “How’s my sissy princess doing? Is she behaving herself for you and your friends?”
Daddy laughed and said, “Oh don’t you worry darling, we got this little bitch eating out of our hands. And out of a couple of dog bowls on the floor.”
I blushed from head to toe as Jane laughed hysterically over the notion of me eating scraps out of a dog bowl.
Jake shouted from behind my wife, “Make sure you leave the toilet lid open in case the little mongrel gets thirsty. You know how dogs are in the summer, they need constant hydration.”
Daddy said, “Now don’t go spoiling my training sessions young buck. I don’t want this little pansy getting a glimpse of his future.”
I swallowed loudly at the thought of what that meant. Would I be forced to drink from the toilet? No, that’s a step too far even for these sickos.
Daddy said, “Do you want to talk to your husband Janey?”
My wife said, “Eww, no! I’m enjoying myself here with a real man. I don’t the mood killer of seeing that pathetic loser right now. Eww. Just thinking about that useless little peepee makes me nauseated. Just tell my cucky hubby I love him, but I don’t want to see his weak, sissy, body or his feminine, made-up face right now. I plan to get fucked and don’t want to spoil the mood.”
I felt fresh tears run down my cheeks at her cruel words but felt buoyed by her profession of love. She was everything to me and even a tiny scrap like that would keep me going through whatever Daddy and his team of thugs had in store for me.
Jake stepped in and said, “Anyway Marcus, you said you had something to show us?”
Daddy said, “Sure do, your sissy has learned a very important skill.”
The cruel black man snapped his fingers at me, and the hours of conditioning took over as I stepped into the camera’s range and slowly performed an expert curtsy.
I heard Jake laughing and applauding. When he stopped, he looked over at my wife who was off camera and said, “You were right not to look at the little sissy, it would turn you right off. But she’s really coming along. I can’t wait to see what else you teach her Marcus. Oh, by the way, I’m sending a video for you as well. It’ll play on a loop, so I think it’ll be perfect for your little test. Have fun tomorrow. I gotta go, the sissy’s wife is looking so fine I just must fuck her before we head out to eat. Bye for now!”
And that was it. My wife is on a very expensive holiday with this muscular black man and won’t even say hello to me. Tears are filling my eyes again and I feel very alone and depressed. I thought we would be exploring these new fantasies together, but she’s off having a wonderful time and I’m stuck here being tortured.
When Daddy was dressed for bed, with my help, he told me I had to go to my room now. I’d just spent the last two hours cleaning the man’s body in the shower, dressing him, turning down his bed, and being humiliated by his conversation with my wife, and now he wanted to kick me out of what used to be my bedroom.
But, like a good sissy slave, who didn’t want another spanking, I followed him eagerly to what I hoped would be a good night’s sleep.
Daddy led me into the basement, and I finally thought I’d get to see what the other men were working on, but to my chagrin the entire basement was sectioned off by thick black tarps so I could only see one tiny corner of the room.
My eyes flew open in terror at what I saw there. It was a large dog cage. I suddenly knew where I’d be sleeping tonight. Daddy laughed at my reaction and the others joined us in the basement to witness my degradation.
Daddy said, “Now a bed is no place for a sissy white boy in the Black New World Order. I know Jake is slowly teaching Jane what the BNWO stands for, but I don’t intend to baby you into it. You’ll learn by doing. White boys are animals and need to be treated as such. You’ll sleep in this cage as long as I’m staying under this roof. I think you’ll like the modifications I had the boys make to your new room. Shit, I don’t give a fuck if you like it or not. Get on your knees bitch.”
I dropped to my knees and started begging right away. “Please Daddy, don’t make me go in the cage. It’s way too small for me. I’ll never be able to sleep in there. It’s so cold in the basement, please Daddy, I’ll sleep on the floor at the foot of your bed. I’ll do anything you want. Please!”
“You’ll do anything I want any way boy. Now quit your sniveling and do what Daddy tells you. Crawl your ass into that cage. Literally, I want you to back in. Now boy!”
I was terrified of this man and his friends, so I obeyed, sobbing the entire time.
I backed into the cage and felt something poking me in my left butt cheek. Michelle walked around to the back of the cage and after reaching through the mesh wall, pulled out my butt plug. She then lined up a large dildo with my still gaping hole and made me back up onto it. Thankfully she used a spray lube to grease it up for me, but I still had trouble inserting the massive thing in my poor, abused asshole.
The five of them laughed at me as I grunted in pain and discomfort while pushing back against the invading rubber phallus. I had to keep pushing in a rhythm that looked like I was fucking myself on the thick cock, but it was the only way to make it fit. Finally, I felt my ass press against the wire cage and knew the dildo was in balls deep.
The crowd cheered me and in a perverse way I was proud of myself. Sickened, sad, angry, and depressed, but proud in a way.
As Daddy closed the cage door, I found just how tight my new cell was. While my ass pressed against one end, my face pressed against the other. There was no room to lie down, and I knew sleep would be impossible.
Then Daddy wheeled out a machine I’d never seen before, but its purpose was all too clear. As architects say, Form Follows Function, so you can figure out what a device does by how it looks. This abomination ran on an electric cord plugged into the wall and had a series of gears, wheels, and bike chains that ran a terrifying steel rod back and forth. At the end of the rod was a twelve inch long, thickly veined, black dildo that was pointed at my face.
Daddy said, “I can see you figured it out already. Good. You’re not as stupid as you look boy. Now that cock sticking up your ass has a series of metal plates on its surface that conduct an electrical charge. Throughout the night random charges with shoot into your sissy pussy shocking you at different levels of intensity. It’s gonna suck for you snowflake. And speaking of sucking, this here other dildo will be pumping in and out of your mouth all night. It also had sensors attached to it that tell the other dildo if this one ever leaves your mouth. You don’t want that to happen. If this thing doesn’t stay in your mouth all night, you’ll get one hell of a shock up your ass. I expect you to be able to deepthroat this massive cock by morning. No teeth, no gagging, no choking, just a smooth blowjob that would be the envy of any porn star. You will learn to be the best cocksucker who ever lived, or your ass will quite literally fry. I’ll leave the tv on, so you don’t get lonely, and so you have extra motivation. Don’t fuck this up boy. Have a good night.”
With that they were all gone, laughing all the way up the stairs. The television came on automatically right in front of me and I saw my wife and Jake climbing into a king size bed in front of a beautiful island view out their window. As I watched the black man seducing my lovely wife, the huge black cock in my face moved forward and I was too afraid to do anything other that open my mouth to admit it.
Thus began the worst night of my life. As I watched my wife being fucked by that huge, handsome, black man, my mouth was filled with black cock and my asshole was stuffed full as well. I allowed the cock in my mouth to move in and out slowly as I focused on the tv but suddenly my ass was on fire as a random electrical shock burned through the soft tissue of my rectum. I screamed around the fake cock in my mouth and doubled my efforts to suck. It didn’t matter how well I did, I still received shocks at unpredictable intervals which made sure I never even thought of nodding off. And the cock in my mouth was so invasive I had to learn to breathe around it so I could take more of it into my mouth with each passing moment.
My night went on like that for hours on end, shocks to my asshole, choking on cock, watching my wife be gloriously fucked in our honeymoon suite. It was a nightmare that never ended. All night long.
By morning I was exhausted physically and mentally but I’d managed to swallow the cock in my mouth down to the balls and hold it there for at least two minutes. Despite the shocking pain in my ass, I was gleeful over my ability to suck cock. Something I never imagined I’d feel in my entire life.
Michelle came downstairs in the morning and released me from my prison. I could not stand on my own, so I had to crawl up the stairs to the kitchen.
Thankfully everyone was eating, and I didn’t have to cook breakfast. I know I looked a frightful mess and they all commented on the smell coming from me. I could not close my mouth completely, so I drooled onto my chest. My ass was open wide and showing no signs of closing so small whispering farts were escaping periodically much to everyone’s dismay.
Daddy said, “Crawl your ass into the mudroom, your bowls are out there. After you eat, I have a little test for you to see if you’ve earned a shower or a day outside leashed to a dog run.”
I was so exhausted I knew I’d heard him wrong, so I simply crawled out and began eating from my dog bowls. The water was amazing, and I was finally able to close my mouth after a few sips. It took at least twenty minutes for my ass to close properly, and I was thankful it didn’t seem permanently damaged.
Then Daddy came out to the mudroom and bade me follow him into the living room. I crawled after the domineering man wondering what fresh hell awaited.
When I entered the room, I was made to kneel before the five black people who were seated comfortably on my furniture.
Daddy said, “It’s time for your test. If you get a passing grade, you can shower and sleep for a few hours. If you fail, you’ll be collared, leashed, and left outside on a dog run to chase tennis balls till we get tired.”
I was so confused. What kind of test could it be? I wish I’d never found out.
Daddy said, “In the video of Jake fucking your wife, how many orgasms did she have when he fucked her doggystyle?”
I was stunned and in a loud voice said, “What!”
Daddy said, “That’s incorrect, it was four. Next question. The first time Jane sucked Jake’s cock in the video, did she take him balls deep or just suck the head and stroke him?”
I panicked but kept my mouth shut. I thought fiercely about it and in the end just guessed. Since she loved to swallow his cock I said, “My wife took her love’s cock balls deep.”
The crowd laughed and Daddy said, “Strike two sissy! Final question is worth double points and could win you the game. While the two lovers cuddled, Jake asked Jane if she’d ever want to fuck her useless husband again. What were her exact words?”
I began to cry as the memory struck me like a brick to the head. I could see her beautiful face turn to disgust as she answered. “She said, Never, I’ll never touch that pathetic little worm again unless it’s to lock it away forever.”
Daddy said, “Wow, you have quite a memory for the truly awful things…But you are incorrect! Your wife said, Never, I’ll never touch that pathetic little worm again unless it’s to lock it away from me forever.”
I was sputtering in disbelief. I was so close. But I didn’t even try to fight as Tye came toward me with a pink dog collar he fastened around my neck. He clipped on a leash and began leading me outside when I heard Daddy say, “We’ll play again tomorrow after you have another night to practice. Better watch that video carefully sissy.”
And then I was led outside and chained to a dog run they must have built the night before. I was still dressed in my frilly sissy clothing but they were soaked with sweat and drool so I looked a fright as I knelt on all fours in my backyard. Thankfully we have a privacy fence in place or I’m sure the neighbors would call the police. I spent the morning crawling faster and faster to fetch tennis balls in my mouth as all five of my tormentors took turns throwing them.
By lunch time I was exhausted when Daddy said, “You have three hours to sleep here in the yard while we get ready for your next lesson. Have a good nap puppy.”
I collapsed onto the ground and was out instantly. I dreamt of what horrors awaited me inside the house when I awoke.
End of Part Five
By Brian Masters (I own this story, and all of its subsequent parts, so don't even think of stealing it and posting it as your own like some prick did with one of my other stories. I caught him selling it on Amazon. He won't be doing that again.)
Part Five
They were filming me! I was so focused on the indignities being heaped on me that I failed to simply look around the room. They were shooting video of my every humiliation. I found out that night when my wife called to facetime with Daddy. Not with me. She didn’t want to speak with me at all. The call came in as I was helping Daddy prepare for bed. He said tonight would be a special night for me as he wanted to show off my newfound talents. Little did I know how degrading that show would be for me.
So, that evening Daddy grinned at me as he answered his phone and I nearly cried out loud as I heard my darling Jane’s voice coming from the other end. She was laughing and teasing with Jake as they rolled around in bed together. I have no idea what time of day it was in Hawaii, but I knew it couldn’t be bedtime as it was here, so they must be fucking all day and night at that beautiful resort.
“Hi Marcus!” My beautiful bride said cheerfully to Daddy. “How’s my sissy princess doing? Is she behaving herself for you and your friends?”
Daddy laughed and said, “Oh don’t you worry darling, we got this little bitch eating out of our hands. And out of a couple of dog bowls on the floor.”
I blushed from head to toe as Jane laughed hysterically over the notion of me eating scraps out of a dog bowl.
Jake shouted from behind my wife, “Make sure you leave the toilet lid open in case the little mongrel gets thirsty. You know how dogs are in the summer, they need constant hydration.”
Daddy said, “Now don’t go spoiling my training sessions young buck. I don’t want this little pansy getting a glimpse of his future.”
I swallowed loudly at the thought of what that meant. Would I be forced to drink from the toilet? No, that’s a step too far even for these sickos.
Daddy said, “Do you want to talk to your husband Janey?”
My wife said, “Eww, no! I’m enjoying myself here with a real man. I don’t the mood killer of seeing that pathetic loser right now. Eww. Just thinking about that useless little peepee makes me nauseated. Just tell my cucky hubby I love him, but I don’t want to see his weak, sissy, body or his feminine, made-up face right now. I plan to get fucked and don’t want to spoil the mood.”
I felt fresh tears run down my cheeks at her cruel words but felt buoyed by her profession of love. She was everything to me and even a tiny scrap like that would keep me going through whatever Daddy and his team of thugs had in store for me.
Jake stepped in and said, “Anyway Marcus, you said you had something to show us?”
Daddy said, “Sure do, your sissy has learned a very important skill.”
The cruel black man snapped his fingers at me, and the hours of conditioning took over as I stepped into the camera’s range and slowly performed an expert curtsy.
I heard Jake laughing and applauding. When he stopped, he looked over at my wife who was off camera and said, “You were right not to look at the little sissy, it would turn you right off. But she’s really coming along. I can’t wait to see what else you teach her Marcus. Oh, by the way, I’m sending a video for you as well. It’ll play on a loop, so I think it’ll be perfect for your little test. Have fun tomorrow. I gotta go, the sissy’s wife is looking so fine I just must fuck her before we head out to eat. Bye for now!”
And that was it. My wife is on a very expensive holiday with this muscular black man and won’t even say hello to me. Tears are filling my eyes again and I feel very alone and depressed. I thought we would be exploring these new fantasies together, but she’s off having a wonderful time and I’m stuck here being tortured.
When Daddy was dressed for bed, with my help, he told me I had to go to my room now. I’d just spent the last two hours cleaning the man’s body in the shower, dressing him, turning down his bed, and being humiliated by his conversation with my wife, and now he wanted to kick me out of what used to be my bedroom.
But, like a good sissy slave, who didn’t want another spanking, I followed him eagerly to what I hoped would be a good night’s sleep.
Daddy led me into the basement, and I finally thought I’d get to see what the other men were working on, but to my chagrin the entire basement was sectioned off by thick black tarps so I could only see one tiny corner of the room.
My eyes flew open in terror at what I saw there. It was a large dog cage. I suddenly knew where I’d be sleeping tonight. Daddy laughed at my reaction and the others joined us in the basement to witness my degradation.
Daddy said, “Now a bed is no place for a sissy white boy in the Black New World Order. I know Jake is slowly teaching Jane what the BNWO stands for, but I don’t intend to baby you into it. You’ll learn by doing. White boys are animals and need to be treated as such. You’ll sleep in this cage as long as I’m staying under this roof. I think you’ll like the modifications I had the boys make to your new room. Shit, I don’t give a fuck if you like it or not. Get on your knees bitch.”
I dropped to my knees and started begging right away. “Please Daddy, don’t make me go in the cage. It’s way too small for me. I’ll never be able to sleep in there. It’s so cold in the basement, please Daddy, I’ll sleep on the floor at the foot of your bed. I’ll do anything you want. Please!”
“You’ll do anything I want any way boy. Now quit your sniveling and do what Daddy tells you. Crawl your ass into that cage. Literally, I want you to back in. Now boy!”
I was terrified of this man and his friends, so I obeyed, sobbing the entire time.
I backed into the cage and felt something poking me in my left butt cheek. Michelle walked around to the back of the cage and after reaching through the mesh wall, pulled out my butt plug. She then lined up a large dildo with my still gaping hole and made me back up onto it. Thankfully she used a spray lube to grease it up for me, but I still had trouble inserting the massive thing in my poor, abused asshole.
The five of them laughed at me as I grunted in pain and discomfort while pushing back against the invading rubber phallus. I had to keep pushing in a rhythm that looked like I was fucking myself on the thick cock, but it was the only way to make it fit. Finally, I felt my ass press against the wire cage and knew the dildo was in balls deep.
The crowd cheered me and in a perverse way I was proud of myself. Sickened, sad, angry, and depressed, but proud in a way.
As Daddy closed the cage door, I found just how tight my new cell was. While my ass pressed against one end, my face pressed against the other. There was no room to lie down, and I knew sleep would be impossible.
Then Daddy wheeled out a machine I’d never seen before, but its purpose was all too clear. As architects say, Form Follows Function, so you can figure out what a device does by how it looks. This abomination ran on an electric cord plugged into the wall and had a series of gears, wheels, and bike chains that ran a terrifying steel rod back and forth. At the end of the rod was a twelve inch long, thickly veined, black dildo that was pointed at my face.
Daddy said, “I can see you figured it out already. Good. You’re not as stupid as you look boy. Now that cock sticking up your ass has a series of metal plates on its surface that conduct an electrical charge. Throughout the night random charges with shoot into your sissy pussy shocking you at different levels of intensity. It’s gonna suck for you snowflake. And speaking of sucking, this here other dildo will be pumping in and out of your mouth all night. It also had sensors attached to it that tell the other dildo if this one ever leaves your mouth. You don’t want that to happen. If this thing doesn’t stay in your mouth all night, you’ll get one hell of a shock up your ass. I expect you to be able to deepthroat this massive cock by morning. No teeth, no gagging, no choking, just a smooth blowjob that would be the envy of any porn star. You will learn to be the best cocksucker who ever lived, or your ass will quite literally fry. I’ll leave the tv on, so you don’t get lonely, and so you have extra motivation. Don’t fuck this up boy. Have a good night.”
With that they were all gone, laughing all the way up the stairs. The television came on automatically right in front of me and I saw my wife and Jake climbing into a king size bed in front of a beautiful island view out their window. As I watched the black man seducing my lovely wife, the huge black cock in my face moved forward and I was too afraid to do anything other that open my mouth to admit it.
Thus began the worst night of my life. As I watched my wife being fucked by that huge, handsome, black man, my mouth was filled with black cock and my asshole was stuffed full as well. I allowed the cock in my mouth to move in and out slowly as I focused on the tv but suddenly my ass was on fire as a random electrical shock burned through the soft tissue of my rectum. I screamed around the fake cock in my mouth and doubled my efforts to suck. It didn’t matter how well I did, I still received shocks at unpredictable intervals which made sure I never even thought of nodding off. And the cock in my mouth was so invasive I had to learn to breathe around it so I could take more of it into my mouth with each passing moment.
My night went on like that for hours on end, shocks to my asshole, choking on cock, watching my wife be gloriously fucked in our honeymoon suite. It was a nightmare that never ended. All night long.
By morning I was exhausted physically and mentally but I’d managed to swallow the cock in my mouth down to the balls and hold it there for at least two minutes. Despite the shocking pain in my ass, I was gleeful over my ability to suck cock. Something I never imagined I’d feel in my entire life.
Michelle came downstairs in the morning and released me from my prison. I could not stand on my own, so I had to crawl up the stairs to the kitchen.
Thankfully everyone was eating, and I didn’t have to cook breakfast. I know I looked a frightful mess and they all commented on the smell coming from me. I could not close my mouth completely, so I drooled onto my chest. My ass was open wide and showing no signs of closing so small whispering farts were escaping periodically much to everyone’s dismay.
Daddy said, “Crawl your ass into the mudroom, your bowls are out there. After you eat, I have a little test for you to see if you’ve earned a shower or a day outside leashed to a dog run.”
I was so exhausted I knew I’d heard him wrong, so I simply crawled out and began eating from my dog bowls. The water was amazing, and I was finally able to close my mouth after a few sips. It took at least twenty minutes for my ass to close properly, and I was thankful it didn’t seem permanently damaged.
Then Daddy came out to the mudroom and bade me follow him into the living room. I crawled after the domineering man wondering what fresh hell awaited.
When I entered the room, I was made to kneel before the five black people who were seated comfortably on my furniture.
Daddy said, “It’s time for your test. If you get a passing grade, you can shower and sleep for a few hours. If you fail, you’ll be collared, leashed, and left outside on a dog run to chase tennis balls till we get tired.”
I was so confused. What kind of test could it be? I wish I’d never found out.
Daddy said, “In the video of Jake fucking your wife, how many orgasms did she have when he fucked her doggystyle?”
I was stunned and in a loud voice said, “What!”
Daddy said, “That’s incorrect, it was four. Next question. The first time Jane sucked Jake’s cock in the video, did she take him balls deep or just suck the head and stroke him?”
I panicked but kept my mouth shut. I thought fiercely about it and in the end just guessed. Since she loved to swallow his cock I said, “My wife took her love’s cock balls deep.”
The crowd laughed and Daddy said, “Strike two sissy! Final question is worth double points and could win you the game. While the two lovers cuddled, Jake asked Jane if she’d ever want to fuck her useless husband again. What were her exact words?”
I began to cry as the memory struck me like a brick to the head. I could see her beautiful face turn to disgust as she answered. “She said, Never, I’ll never touch that pathetic little worm again unless it’s to lock it away forever.”
Daddy said, “Wow, you have quite a memory for the truly awful things…But you are incorrect! Your wife said, Never, I’ll never touch that pathetic little worm again unless it’s to lock it away from me forever.”
I was sputtering in disbelief. I was so close. But I didn’t even try to fight as Tye came toward me with a pink dog collar he fastened around my neck. He clipped on a leash and began leading me outside when I heard Daddy say, “We’ll play again tomorrow after you have another night to practice. Better watch that video carefully sissy.”
And then I was led outside and chained to a dog run they must have built the night before. I was still dressed in my frilly sissy clothing but they were soaked with sweat and drool so I looked a fright as I knelt on all fours in my backyard. Thankfully we have a privacy fence in place or I’m sure the neighbors would call the police. I spent the morning crawling faster and faster to fetch tennis balls in my mouth as all five of my tormentors took turns throwing them.
By lunch time I was exhausted when Daddy said, “You have three hours to sleep here in the yard while we get ready for your next lesson. Have a good nap puppy.”
I collapsed onto the ground and was out instantly. I dreamt of what horrors awaited me inside the house when I awoke.
End of Part Five
