Locked by Ryan

By Sam Will

Published on Dec 13, 2021

Gay

Not suitable for under 18s Gift to Nifty *********************

Part 3: Locked by Ryan

When I left the city, I did of course take the wide collection of dildos, other toys and my fuck machine to keep me busy when guys were lean on the ground.

However, really deploying them in the best way always took the help of another guy to really put them to their best possible use.

Ryan ignored me now for two days, he'd by stealth locked me and then ignored me. What's more, he knew my history, how filthy I was and was without a doubt messing with my brain deliberately just to get what he wanted. When on the lunchtime he messaged me I was in such an uncontrolled state.

"Ultra" used to be the word but it was a state where I'd loose control and focus. I'd be totally cock crazed, hungry for any and capable of ignoring all other interruptions.

All I was doing was playing with dildos. Both in my mouth and ass. Ryan messaged with a "and how are you feeling?".

My reply was simply "HEAT"!

He replied "Good, good. It's all you're worth to be honest. You're pretty stupid so a perpetual state of being in heat suits that dumb brain of yours".

Now since graduating years before I'd worked hard, got a good job, established my own little consultancy job, sold that to a bigger firm and now lived very comfortably on the proceeds plus the extra work I still did part time for the buyers of my firm.

But despite this success, this ability to live a comfortable life I'd always had this weird kink chink in my armour. I fucking loved being called stupid or dumb or an idiot or vapid. I'm not sure why either. It's just those words triggered me.

Now few guys really got it. They laughed it off or were uncomfortable with the idea. But not Ryan. Right from the time I mentioned it he went all in. Loving the ability to unleash that type of verbal. I wasn't just a slut, I was a stupid slut, a dumb slut. That was a different level.

I had two dildos at the ready and was hungrily blowing one and pushed another up my boi cunt and started to ride it. All whilst my junk jangled in its cage.

"Oh look how nasty you are Sam, now switch them over, just do it".

My brain was gone it seemed, I didn't even glance at the screen. I just pulled one out of my ass and shoved it down my throat and put the other up my ass, salivating and tasting my ass.

"Fuck you're so nasty aren't you, so degraded, so dumb. You know what, by the end of this there will be nothing left of your dumb brain. Now switch them again".

I half nodded, switched them over and half grinned.

Over my body suddenly washed this intense feeling of ecstasy as I drove down on the dildo. I wasn't cumming but I felt incredible.

I felt like that dumb slut I was, tasting my ass, having a guy give me verbal and all without anyone in the room. I was totally owning myself, the slut, the whore, as nothing more than a performance object to be objectified.

Ryan was just chuckling "oh you're such a locked skank aren't you?

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Next: Chapter 4


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