I have been away.

Last week I was busy at a conference of Masters.

There are 4 masters in my chapter of the Blue Door Club (a club for sexually active devotees of dirty fucking and every sort of extreme sexuality). I am one of those Masters.

The only way to become a Master is to put your sexuality on the line and defeat an existing Master in a decisive cockfight. These cockfights have no upper time limit and they test the endurance and sexual power of the combatants until one of them reaches breaking point. So one man must be destroyed, humiliated and crying in public before the winner is acclaimed.

The loser is then driven out of the club and an honourable suicide sometimes follows. For a man like me with my supreme pride in my body and cock and my arrogant vanity a defeat is simply not to be contemplated. How could my powerful proud manhood be ever anything other than dominant and supremely potent? I will fight the callow would-be Master in a few weeks time. One of us will be crushed and have his manhood stripped away. 

It was a three day conference and we all gathered together in the same luxury beachside residence which had previously been used for The Bachelor reality TV series. 

I was the host on the first night. We had all been hitting the gym hard and were very competitive. To ease the tension I arranged for a special dinner to be served to my guests on that first night. It was to be a dinner with a surprise component.

As Masters we were dressed only in our little g-string thongs and black leather vests. I arranged for beautiful 13 year old male waiters to serve us . They wore black, thigh-high boots with stiletto heels and dress shirt and jacket formal tops - but they were naked from the waist down to their boots. 

The surprise entree was provided after a large empty plate was placed in front of each of the other 3 Masters. As they looked at the plates in surprise, each of the 3 waiters vaulted up like a dancer onto the table and squatted over the plate of the Master he was serving. After a moment of this tempting display of sexy young anal holes they each then released a gorgeous little cylinder of firm boy fudge onto the plate.

That was the special treat and complete surprise that I had planned for the other Masters. Although each responded differently, I was delighted and sexually thrilled by what followed.

One Master gulped his delicate little cylinder of fudge down in one hungry swallow before pursuing his frightened waiter, who ran screaming onto the terrace by the pool. The Sissy couldn’t run in his heels and the Master caught him immediately and then brutally raped his sissy anus… 

Would you like to be raped by your Master Sissy? Would you cry and beg me to stop? Would you wet yourself from fear as my stiff cock thrusts into your tight little rectum? I might even oblige you the first time we meet… I might spank you first then rape you. You will now play with yourself like a true impotent sissy and think about that.

The second Master did not eat the nodule of boy fudge but leapt to his feet and, with his cock bulging and stiff in his pouch began to bash the waiter as a punishment. It was hot to see the sissy crying in pain and fear as the Master used his powerful masculine body as as tool of torment. It didn’t stop until the Master could no longer hold back and his semen gushed out to stain and soil his pouch.

The third Master was overcome with lust for me. So we went into my bedroom. Two powerful, beautiful, proud masters made passionate love and explored the beauty of our bodies… When we were ready to finish we called the sissy in and then double teamed his trembling anus … We ruptured him as we both forced our cocks into his dirt hole… He was screaming in pain and submission as we each felt the firmness of the other’s cock as we both shot our seed into his damaged, bleeding hole.

When it was over two of the sissies were moaning and sobbing as they clasped their raped, bleeding holes, while the third had been bashed into an unconscious state. But looking closely at his broken and bleeding body I noticed that there was a line of semen hanging from the little girly pisshole at the tip of his now flaccid cock… The bashing had clearly thrilled him.

 

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