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Life of a cum slave.

Memories of my first submissions and more recent memories.
6 years ago. August 9, 2018 at 11:21 AM

  At first I was able to lift my body up a bit, even though it streched my nuts painfully, to relieve the pain a little in my shoulders. But it was not long before I was having cramps in my legs from the effort. Soon my leg muscles were worn out and spasming from the effort. I just hung limply from my arms cuffed at the wrist and behind my back and chained above my head!! My shoulders we're on fire and probably dislocated!! The pain was mind blowing!! I hung in the small closet like that for what seemed like an eternity!! The only thing that existed in the whole universe was the white hot pain in my shoulders!! I felt myself losing footing in reality. I actually felt my mind break!! It was way too much pain to bare!! I remember crying like a baby, screeming like a lunatic, and begging no one for mercy. In the end all I could do was beg God to let me die!! I hung there in the dark closet for an eternity. I do not remember being taken out of the closet. The next thing in my memory is being on my knees raped orally by master!! He was so deep in my throat that I could not breath. I remember trying to use my arms to push him away so I could get a breath but my arms just hung limply at my side, useless. I remember the feeling of his throbbing cock deep in my throat and the feeling of his cum splashing the back of my throat as he moaned and shoved deeper. That's it. The next memory is waking up laying on the floor next to masters bed. It was dark and I could hear masters light snoring as he slept. The pain in my shoulders had woke me up, and I still had no use of my arms. I lifted my head and imeadiatly knew that I was chained by the collar to his bed frame again. I was completely naked and shivering from laying on the cold floor. I desperately wanted to wrap my arms around me for warmth but my arms hung limp, useless. My broken mind screamed for me to run, to get out!! After a while I told myself to just breath...in...out...in...out.....calm down....think!!!!! But all that did was bring the panic and fear that gripped my heart like a vise!! I had to calm myself down, I had to think!!!! But the clearer my mind got the more I realized that I was in an inpossible spot, with no hope! This line of thinking sent me spiraling back into the abyss of insanity!! I struggled with my sanity till the sun started to brighten the masters room. A fresh new panic seized my heart and mind as I knew that he would be awake soon to hurt me more. I tried to get to my knees to crawl away but my arms would not participate in the escape attempt. I just ended up waking up the monster that prayed on my body and soul. The s.o.b. just looked at his pitiful slave and laughed. "Your not going anywhere boy, your mine now. You should learn to embrace the pain and submission." I stopped moving, laying on my side and said "yes master, thank you master".

  "Well slave it seems that you are ready for your final test, a test that will endear your mind ,flesh and blood to me, only me."

 Again my broken mind could only answer "yes master". 

"Get on your knees and kneel before your God slave". As I tried to get to my knees with out the help of my arms I saw him open his nightstand drawer and pull out a huge revolver. Biggest gun I have ever seen! He laid the gun in his lap and patiently waited for me to gather myself and knee walk to kneel before him. "Well done slave. I'll ask you again slave, will you die for master?"

  Without any hesitation I said "yes master." Even with my eyes down cast I saw him open the cylinder of the revolver and remove the shells. Then he put one cartridge in the cylinder and with a quick snap of his wrist, closed the revolvers cylinder with a metalic click!! He then spun the cylinder so as to make it a random 1 in 6 chance it would fire. The sick bastard then started to carressed my face with the barrel of the huge gun. Then with the barrel under my chin he lifted my face so he could look into my eyes. As my eyes came up from the floor to his eyes, I saw that his cock was rock hard erect. My eyes came up to look into his eyes and he said "mmmmm slave, so pretty, such beautiful eyes! Will you die for master now? Hummm slave? I want you to make love to the gun, to suck the barrel of my gun like you want to make it cum, like you want to suck the slug out of the cylinder into your brain!!" As he said this he carressed my lips with the barrel tip. "Open your mouth slave, take my gun like a cock , suck it like you love my gun".

  In my broken state I parted my lips and let my tongue snake out and lick the barrel. 

"Mmmmm, you are mine slave, tell me I'm your God slave. Tell me you will die for your God slave". 

 "Yes master you are my God, let me die for you my God! Please master let me die for you"! I heard myself say this, but I was praying for sweet release from the pain, I prayed for death. I opened my lips and took the gun inside my mouth, flicking my tounge along the cold steel like it could feel my kiss!! 

  "Take the gun in your hand slave, and pull the trigger to prove yourself to master. To your God!!" 

  I mumbled around the barrel "yes my Lord" as I painfully forced my arm to reach up and take the gun in my hand. Even though all the pain of using my arm I took the gun in my hand, lipps wrapped around the barrel in my mouth, with my tongue making love to the cold steel! With my eyes looking deeply into masters cold steal blue eyes, I pulled the trigger!!.......CLICK.... nothing, no sweet release, no quick death. A smile spread across masters face as he took the gun from my shaking hands. 

And like it was just another morning, nothing unusual here, he ordered me to cook his breakfast, "...eggs over easy with bacon slave, and this time don't forget the butter for your God's toast, my slave."


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