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boyprisoner4you

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About boyprisoner4you

I begin with a story. I put an ad in a paper one day to find a roommate. A man replied and together we found an apartment. He took the better bedroom and left me with a tiny bedroom next to the kitchen. We talked and got to know each other and would often go out to various bars he knew of. One night, while out, I had amde a joke about something. I didn't like it and as we walked in the parking lot, he picked me up and through me on top of a car then slapped me, telling me never to do that again. I was shocked and apologized. Back in the apartment, I noticed he would walk around naked in the night. I shut my door but then found that the door had been removed. A few nights later, his nude body stood over my bed and his voice demanded a blow job. I declined at first but after being slapped, complied. It was the start of my training. He took all my underwear and told me I could not handle money so I gave him all my pay checks from my part time job. He then told me how I smelled (I didn't though) and would make me shower in the cold, cold water because he had used all the hot and warm water. I cleaned and kept the apartment. As time continued I had to make sure my whole body was all shaved. I thought things might change when, one day, he told me I was going with him to his Tuesday night poker game with his biker friends but I quickly learned that I was to be naked in a room and to service his friends. I had to comply, least I be beat. I learned that he, as any man would be, in control of me and as such would be told when I could use the toilet. A large butt plug and cock cage made sure of that. Finally, he told me I was to always sleep naked, on my stomach. And the first time he thrusted his dick in me, I cried and cried and couldn't walk for days. But he made me compliant and told me to always be ready. Even now, I sleep naked with my bottom up and the door unlocked. I also have to confess that sometimes he would make me wear this red lacy teddy, I hated it but knew I had to do it. I tried to escape once but was caught and punished but when it became clear they were going to send me off to Mexico, I did decide to leave. So I found myself here, lost in the wilds of rural America. I am lost without a man, I know, but am too scared to go back because of what would happen.
I learned to be compliant, as each man took his turn with me at the weekly poker game that I had been brought too.  The man who had taken me to the event had told me what I would be doing.  But being naked, with only a tight cock cage on to secure my dick and balls,  in the bedroom, I had second thoughts about serving these rough men.  BUT  the man quickly saw this and quickly took control, slapping me, then kicking me around the room, then taking off his belt and whipping me until I was  curled  up in a ball  begging  and shouting that I would be compliant.  I was  then led out of the bedroom, trembling, and apolized to the other men in the house for my rude behavior.  Then, being pushed  back into the bedroom, I quickly  either opened  my mouth up or spread my legs apart for each man.  My body trembled as the men enjoyed themselves and I felt each one way in me.  Afterward I was led out of the bedroom, where I thanked  them for teaching me to be a better bottom.  Still quivering, I was  then from the house, the ride home was bumby as I naked, had been placed in the trunk of the car. Each week I would be taken back to the poker house, sometimes  I would whimper but it would be of no use.  No one was going to save me  and I knew I had to learn to be a good  bitch. 
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