Story takes place a few years ago, I had just recently turned 18, lost my virginity to my daddy, and was hungry for more. I asked my daddy if I was allowed to fuck other people, he just laughed at me. Reminded me how reluctant I was to meet him just a few weeks ago and now I’m already begging strangers on the internet for more cock.

“Just like the pathetic whore I pegged you for, thank your daddy for helping you find your inner slut”

“….thank you daddy”

I quickly downloaded Grindr and was talking to guys in my area, I was young desperate, and was willing to meet any guy that was even slightly dominant with me. I started talking to this guy Josh. He was in his late 30s and was instantly exciting to me. He would make me take nude pictures for him everywhere I went. School, Church, Friends houses, Grandmas house, didn’t matter where I was, I was his slutty whore and I loved it.

We quickly stated talking about when we could meet for real, he told me he was unable to host, and since I still lived with my parents I of course could not host either. I honestly don’t know why he couldn’t, I never thought to ask. He told me he has a friend who owned a big house, and that he has taken hookups to fuck their before. He was only the second person I had ever talked to, so involving this new “friend” I had never heard of was a little scary but mostly exciting. Like any young slut I was hungry for cock, a threesome sounded so hot.

I was pretty stupid to not ask more questions I just thought “oh perfect” and arranged a night for him to pick me up, which was probably also a little stupid. I told him to meet me at a park near my house so he didn’t have my real address, when I got in his car I was relieved to see he matched the pictures he sent me. We had some small talk before heading to his friends.

While on the way he started to put his hand on my thigh. “So there are some things about my friend you need to know” he began to tease my cock through my sweats, his large hands rubbing my body made me feel so weak I practically melted in the passenger seat.

He began to to slide my sweats off so I lifted my hips to let them go all the way down. “He has some rules to let people use his house to hookup” he started to play with my little cock as he told me the rules.

1. Slaves are not allowed to wear clothes inside, you will be stripping naked in my car, and walking quickly into his house from the driveway.

2.) Slaves must crawl to to their rooms but are allowed to walk after they are done in the room.

3.) slaves must kiss his crotch before and after they are done in their rooms.

This was seeming much more involved then I was prepared for but I was already in the car, and him playing with my cock while talking to me was making me so horny all of this sounded great.

After he finished with the rules and made sure I was okay with them, he told me to take off my shirt so I was naked in his car and give him road head the rest of the way. After a while he pinched my nipple so I came up, told me we were here.

We were in front of a fairly large house just outside the city. We were able to get the car pretty close to the back door but it was still a very scary walk to the door, neighbors were fairly close. I remember how intensely erotic it was to be naked outside a strangers house, the cold of the driveway on my bare feet.

Josh opened the back door, once we stepped inside I got on my knees right away “good boy” I was so nervous I was running over all the rules in my head. He lead me into the living room where his friend was drinking a beer and watching a football game.

Josh gestured to me, so I stared to crawl over to the friend in the chair, while the two of them discussed the football game. I got in between the man’s legs but he was not even looking at me, just focused on the game. I very slowly leaned in and kissed the bulge in his pants, he quickly put his hands on my head and pushed me into it, held me there for a moment before lifting my head up so I was looking at him. “You are to refer to me as Master of the House, do you understand?”

I responded with with a very week nod, “yes Master of the house”

“Good boy, he gave me a slight slap on the cheek “room one is open Josh, have fun”

“With me slut” josh said as he hit his thigh like he was calling a dog. I followed him up the stairs. Upstairs was a long hallway, each door had a number on it, he walked into the door number one and I followed. Once inside he picked me up so I was standing, he put one hand around my cock the other around my neck and started to kiss me.

“What do you think?” “It’s a little scary but I’m having fun” “Good boy” he pushed me against the door so it latched shut and proceeded to throw me on the bed.

From their we fucked like rabbits, every position possible, fucked my throat so I was covered in my own saliva and tears, fucked my ass hard and deep, I could barley keep up, moaning and gasping for air. After a good hour or so of very rough fucking. He pulled out of my ass and proceeded to absolutely cover it in cum.

We both laid their for a moment to catch our breath, Josh got up to get dressed and I had another humiliating realization that I don’t even have any clothes to put on. I asked Josh If there was tissue anywhere and he told me I was not to clean up, Mike (the master of the house to me) likes to see the “damage”

We got into the hallway and I started to actually realize what this place was, I thought it was just a fun role play Josh and his friend was doing. But more couples must have come by while Josh and I were in the room, I could hear all sorts of moaning and slapping, particularly coming from room 3. I felt bad for the slut in there, he was clearly getting spanked hard, he was crying as he counted “35, thank you daddy!”

We got to the stairs and Josh gestured for me to go first, the stairs were visible from the living room, as I got to the first landing, the master looked up from his chair “it looks like you were a good boy”

“Thank you sir” I responded meekly as I got to the bottom of the stairs I got back onto my knees to kiss The Masters crotch as per the rules. I got in between his legs and thanked him, he lifted my chin so I was looking at him in the eyes. “Did you have fun. Faggot?”

I was shocked how turned on an older male calling me faggot turned me on. “Yes Master, thank you Master”

“Did Josh let you cum?” I shook my head no, “Josh never lets his sluts cum, come here boy”

He pulled me so i was up on my knees, my face right into his shoulder. He wrapped his one massive hand around my cock and I never felt smaller, he began to jerk me off as his other hand grabbed my cum covered ass. He pulled me close and whispered in my ear “what a dirty little slut” he scooped up as much of Joshes cum as he could and brought it to my face “lick it up”

I couldn’t help what think my other fiends were up to that night, playing video games at one of their houses. I was completely naked in a strangers house, he was jerking me off and making me lick another man’s cum off his fingers. I had never felt so small and week I was already so close and he had barley touched me.

After a little while I heard someone else on the steps, we both turned to look but he did not stop stroking me. “Oh it’s another little fag! How did you do” the Slave on the stairs didn’t respond, I was pretty certain he was the one in room 3, his ass was bright red. The slave was followed by another guy, fully clothed about the same age as Josh, he had his slave get on his knees and sit beside him on the floor as he sat in an armchair across from the Master. Josh was on the couch on the other side. All these eyes on me was insanely humiliating, and I was pretty quickly getting overwhelmed, master must have noticed cause he gave me a hard slap in the face, my attention quickly went back to him.

“Don’t worry about them, you are mine do you understand?”

I nodded I was terrified but so turned on. His stroking got much more aggressive as he pulled me in closer. My face buried in his chest, I couldn’t help but wrap my arms around him. I was losing my balance. I was deep into sub space. He moved on of my hands from his shoulder down to my cock. “Do not spill a drop of faggot cum onto my carpet. You must ask permission to Cum, when you Cum you must say “I serve the house”

Everything around me melted I totally forgot anyone was around me. I was his, and I served the house. He got me so insanely close, I started begging hard. Every time I did he said “no” and “louder” at the end I was basically screaming, “PLEASE MASTER I AM YOURS, MY BODY IS YOURS, PLEASE ALLOW ME TO CUM”

“Cum Boy”

“I SERVE THE HOUSE” I caught my cum but instantly collapsed, making sure to keep my hand in such a way to not spill. All hornyness left my body, I was so aware I was naked in a room with 4 strangers watching me. I felt so disgusted I wanted to run away crying but I didn’t even have access to my own clothes. It would get my nothing, I had to obey. The master of the house propped me up so I was sitting cross legged infront of him. I locked eyes with the other Slave for a moment. We both clearly recognized the other, but I couldn’t place him where I knew him from. I was terrified, I was still in the closet this could ruin everything for me. I started crying but did my best to hide it. The master turned my face to look at him again. “Eat it” I very slowly licked up my cum from my hands. I was completely disgusted. And certain I was about to be outed.

Josh let out a big sigh as he put down his beer, “we’ll come on whore, let’s get you home” I looked at the other slave one more time trying to place him, it looked like he was trying to place me too, maybe I was safe?

Josh drove me home in silence, post nut clarity made me regret everything. A few hours later of course I became horny again and I was very happy all of that had happened. I was still terrified that I recognized the slave, but to be fair, whoever he was he also probably didn’t wand that information out there, he would have to say where he saw me. Which doesn’t look great for him either.

I went back to that house several times. I’ll try to write about my encounters if their is an interest.