Debased Men

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

My College Roommate Part Two

I spent a miserable night chained to the toilet. I finally got to sleep on the hard floor but woke up about five am when Jennifer came in to pee. She didn’t speak, did her business as if I weren’t there, flushed and wandered back into the bedroom. I lay awake until eight when I heard them talking.

“I want to make love to you also, Matt,” I heard Jennifer say, “but it’s more important that our new slave get used to his normal morning duties.”

“But, Jenn,” I heard Matt whine, “I’d rather... ”

“I know, sweetie, me too,” she said, “but trust me this is better for now. He needs to learn his place.”

“How many times have you done this?” Matt asked.

“Robert will be the fourth one I’ve trained,” she said.

“What happened to the others?” Matt asked.

“I sold them when I got tired of them,” Jennifer said, matter-of-factly.

“You sold them?”

“Yes.”

“But... you can’t really sell a person in this day and age... .can you?” Matt asked.

“Go get in the shower, Matt,” Jennifer said softly. “I want to get started.”

In a few seconds Matt brushed by me, started the shower and walked in. A few seconds later Jennifer came in, unlocked my chain, dragged me into the shower, grabbed my balls and hair.

“Same deal as yesterday,” she said. “Matt needs a blow job.”

I tried harder to resist but she squeezed until I gave in and opened my mouth.

“Good boy,” she purred as Matt f****d my face.

After he spurted I pretended to swallow and when she let go of my balls I turned and spat his load of c*m in her face. The look she gave me was frightening.

“You are going to pay for that, you little fucker,” she said angrily.

“Screw you, Jennifer,” I said. “You can’t keep me locked up forever and when I get a chance to escape you are going to pay big time.”

“Robert,” she hissed, “you will either accept your new life or I will take steps to ‘gentle’ you so that you do.”

“Never,” I said.

“Your choice, boy.”

***

By the end of the second day I had figured out that the b***h was eventually going to break me. Some of the things she forced me to do were even worse than blowing my best friend. It seemed to me that my way out was Matt who appeared to be the weak link. He wasn’t hardened like she was to treating a person as a thing plus, in spite of Melanie, we had been good friends. The final item in my favor was that having a guy blowing him wasn’t doing it for him. He wanted to f**k Jennifer but she wouldn’t let him and he was whining about it. Late that day I got a chance to talk to him alone when she ran out to get her hair done. I hollered until he came into the bathroom to get me to shut up.

“Matt,” I said reasonably. “I’m your friend. Are you really going to let her do this?”

“Remember Melanie?” he said coldly.

“Let’s just say that I did f**k her,” I said. “Is that enough reason for this?”

“I’m not going to discuss it,” he said. “This is her show.”

“Speaking of that, buddy,” I said. “This is her fourth time. Where’d she get the first three?”

That made him think for a minute, then he shook his head.

“No idea.”

“Want my guess?”

“Look, Robert, I’m not really interested in your... ”

“I bet they were all boyfriends,” I said.

“What?”

“I bet she was dating them and got tired of them and turned them into her personal playthings,” I said.

“That’s ridiculous,” he said.

“Is it?”

“Yes.”

“Why don’t you ask?” I said.

“f**k you, Robert,” he said slamming the door.

***

It must have been eating at him because he started asking questions almost as soon as she walked through the door. I cringed when he started because he wasn’t very subtle and clearly didn’t realize how dangerous she was.

“So, Jenn,” he said, “this is your fourth... um... guy you’ve... um... ”

“What’s eating you, Matt?” she responded.

“Nothing... I was just wondering where you found the first three,” he said.

“Just guys I knew that I kind of got bored with.”

“Friends?”

“What’s going on?” she asked.

“Just curious.”

“Stop thinking about that and f**k me, okay?”

That managed to distract him for thirty minutes before he started picking at it again. I wanted to scream at him to stop or at least be more subtle but that would have given away that I had put him up to it. I ground my teeth.

“Friends with benefits?” he asked.

“God damn it, Matt,” she said angrily, “why are you asking this stuff?”

“Well... Robert said that he bet that they were boyfriends that you got tired of and I was just worried because... ”

“Oh god no,” I thought

“Oh baby,” she purred. “You’re just being silly. I love you and you love me. Stop thinking so much and think about how much fun it is going to be to have someone that you can use to slake all of those kinky desires.”

“But, I don’t really have any kinky... ”

“Well, whatever desires.”

“But... ”

“Baby, I need to be f****d again,” she said. “Think you’re ‘up’ to it?”

That distracted him again. I was treated to an hour long love making session where she wore him out enough that it got very quiet for the next hour.

***

“Get up,” I heard her demand.

“Huh?”

“I said get the f**k up.”

“Jenn,” Matt whined, “what are you doing?”

“We’ve had a little change of plan,” she chuckled.

“Jenn, please... ”

I heard clanking and banging. She came into the bathroom dragging Matthew behind her. He was locked up in a similar manner to my own restraints. She attached the end of his neck chain to the toilet and locked it.

“Welcome to your new life, Matthew,” she said.

“Why are you doing this?” he asked.

“I could tell from your questions that you weren’t going to leave it alone,” she explained. “It was only a matter of time until I got bored with you anyway.”

This wasn’t good. I lunged for her thinking our only chance was to take her down and then figure out how to escape. Unfortunately my neck chain yanked me back just before I had a good hold on her. She moved away with fire in her eyes.

“That’s it for you, boy,” she said.

She stepped from the room and returned immediately with a travel bag, flipped it open, pulled a taser out, causally stuck it on my leg and pulled the trigger. I watched, unable to move, as she went into the bag again and brought out some funny looking device, reached between my legs and did something.

“I warned you that if you didn’t settle down and begin accepting your new life I was going to have to ‘gentle’ you,” she said. “Blame yourself for what I just did.”

I was still paralyzed from the taser so it wasn’t possible for me to lower my head to see what she was talking about. I could see Robert staring between my legs in horror.

“I’ll do that to you if you don’t learn to behave,” she snapped at him.

As feeling returned to my extremities I was finally able to bring my head down enough to look between my legs. My ball sack was encircled by something that cut off all circulation. It looked like a plum, an angry plum.

“Please,” I croaked.

“Please?”

“I’ll cooperate,” I said. “Please, I’ll be good... really good.”

“Yes, you will,” she laughed.