It had been a week since Tim and I played. I couldn’t stop thinking of his dick in my boi pussy. I loved how good it felt and wanted more of it. It was a Saturday and I couldn’t take it anymore. I walked over to Tim’s house unannounced. When I got there, I saw there were no cars in the driveway. I went ahead and knocked on the door. Nothing but silence in the house. I waited thirty seconds and knocked again, still - silence.

I turned to walk off the porch when the door flew open.

“Hey! What the hell you doing here,” Tim asked.

“I was home and bored. I thought I would come over,” I said.

“Come on in,” Tim said, holding the door open.

I stepped into the house and could tell he was there alone.

“I don’t remember telling you to come over,” he said sternly, “What the fuck do you want bitch?”

I was shocked by his attitude. “I thought we could hang out,” I stammered.

“Admit it bitch, you came for some of my dick. Didn’t you,” He said, pulling his dick out of his pants, “on your knees bitch and suck this cock.”

I dropped to my knees and grabbed his half-hard cock in my hand. Suddenly I felt a smack across my face, and saw a flash of light.

“That’s for coming over here without permission, bitch,” Tim said sneering “now suck that cock like the slut you are.”

I nodded with tears in my eyes and took his cock in my mouth. He was now throbbing hard. He really enjoyed degrading me, but I question to this day who enjoyed it more.

I could taste the precum on his cock, and smell his musky sack as I began sucking him. I was thinking how much I loved being his cocksucker. It was hard to believe that just a short time ago I hadn’t ever thought of sexual activity with men, but now here I am, kneeling on the floor, in love with my friend's dick.

“That’s it bitch suck that cock. I swear you get better and better EVERY TIME,” Tim said, moaning heavily.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot his load all over my face.

“Don’t you dare wipe it off, come downstairs,” Tim commanded.

I get up off my knees, my face dripping with his cum, and followed him downstairs. He led me into the spare bedroom and ordered me to sit on the bed.

“I’ve been working on something, take your clothes off and lay on the bed on your stomach,” he commanded.

I did as I was told. I played on the bed with my arms above my head. Tim, came around to the top of the bed and untucked some rope that had been tied to the bottom of the frame, and tied my right wrist. He proceeded to walk around the bed tying my ankles and wrists. I was spread eagle on my stomach unable to move with my legs spread wide open. I was now at his mercy.

“You picked the wrong day to come by if you are wanting this dick. You are going to learn that I decide if and when you get to come service me,” he said, picking up what was some sort of handmade whip.

He took my underwear and shoved them into my mouth.

“No one will be coming home for hours, but don’t want the neighbors hearing if you decide to scream, bitch,” Tim said, with an evil grin.

He began whipping my back. He came down on me five times before moving to my ass. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. My ass was on fire. I then heard Tim spit. He spat again. This time I felt it land in my ass. Tim spread my cheeks and shoved the makeshift whip into my ass. I tried to yell my disapproval, but couldn’t through my underwear in my mouth. Instead, it came out as a moan.

Tim roared in laughter. “I knew you were going to love that,” he said, still laughing.

“I will be back in a little bit, slut," he said, turning off the light.

I lay there in the dark basement, alone, sore, and humiliated, my cock deceiving me. I was rock hard. I struggled against my restraints but it was no use. I didn’t dare push the whip out, for fear of what he may do. I was crying slightly yet my cock stayed hard. I wondered how long it had been since he turned off the light. It felt like an eternity.

I heard movement in the darkness. Suddenly the whip was removed from my ass and I started being whipped on my ass and lower back in the dark. It felt so good, there is no sense in lying or denying it. Just to have someone there in the darkness was wonderful.

The light clicked on and Tim was standing there completely naked holding a Polaroid camera. I heard the click and saw the flash. He pulled the picture out. Click! He moved around the bed. Click!! He took a picture from every angle.

The first picture was done developing and Tim held it up to my face.

“I love this picture! You’re squinting, looking like you’re orgasming!” Tim said wickedly.

He reached over and took the underwear out of my mouth.

“Now, get my dick good and wet, bitch, I’m going to fuck your boi pussy while you’re tied up.”

He shoved his cock in my mouth. I started sucking on it immediately. I loved how good it tasted. I could suck him all day.

“I have to take a piss,” Tim announced, grabbing the back of my head, “Drink or drown, bitch!”

Oh my god was he going to really piss in my mouth? I got my answer within seconds when I felt the warm rush of liquid filling my mouth. I tried to pull back but was no use. I just kept swallowing and swallowing. It was the ultimate humiliation and I was leaking precum.

“That’s a good little slut, drink my piss aaaaahhh!” Tim, moaned in excitement, ”Keep sucking, bitch, don’t let me go soft or you get whipped again.”

I drank down every drop of his hot piss and kept sucking. It’s what I was good for now. It was my true place when with Tim. He stayed hard the whole time. Damn, his cock was amazing.

He pulled out and hopped up on the bed, aiming his cock at my boi pussy. I accepted that my ass is now a pussy.

“Please, Tim. Lube my ass first,” I pleaded.

“No, bitch. You are taking it raw!” He exclaimed, reaching up and shoving my underwear back in my mouth.

“We don’t need you screaming, bitch boy,” he said spitting on his cock. He lined up the head of his dick against my trembling hole.

“Here it comes, bitch,” He announced as he slammed it into my pussy with one swift hard slam.

I moaned in pain and started thrashing. Tim didn’t care about my discomfort and continued pounding my ass hard, slamming into me over and over again. Eventually, the pain turned to pleasure and I kept moaning and trying to beg him to fuck me. I became aware that he didn’t have a condom on and hoped he remembered to pull out.

“I should cum in your pussy, slut. You would love it,” Tim grunted

I shook my head hard back and forth trying to say no. All that came out was a grunt

Tim began laughing, pulled out of my boi pussy, and ran over to the side of the bed.

“Turn your face toward me, bitch boi,” Tim yelled, “You need this spunk on your face!”

I turned to look at him. He started stroking his cock and shot his load all over my face.

When he was done cumming on my fave he reached down and smeared it into my face.

“I am going to untie you now. You will get dressed and leave. You will not wipe your face off til you get home.” Tim commanded.

He reached down and pulled the underwear out of my mouth. He then went untied me.

“Do you understand, slut?”

“Yes, I do,” I said, rising up from the bed and picking my clothes up from the floor.

I put my clothes on and headed out the door, thankful it was dark out.