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Then + Now: Spencer Quest

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a smelly consultation…

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#223

“Get off the bike and strip naked. Right here out in the open. This is a run down rest stop that the state has closed up for now. Anyone that comes here ain’t going to care that your little wang is exposed. Just leave your clothes there. Tiny, The Duke, and Lieutenant Tom will watch your stuff. Follow me round back….

“This rest stop was closed due to the sewer system rupturing. That’s why it smells like,… a nasty rest area bathroom. I have smelled worse. The system can handle small amounts, but not the heavy use from being open to the public. And the whole complex is considered closed as the state then doesn’t have to pay for a team of workers to maintain it. Instead they have one worker to maintain a minimum of upkeep to the grounds. That would be me. Notice that the doors to the men’s and women’s toilets are locked. The maintenance door is unlocked round back. Get inside. The state removed all the tools that would normally be here. Trust me they ain’t coming back for a year or two whenever the politicians pay for the sewer to be fixed.

“The great thing about this building is that there is direct access from the maintenance room to the women’s toilet through that door. Its door’s hinges have busted off. It took me quite a long time to bust that thing beyond repair. It will always be open. Get inside. This place is a dump.

“Look there’s a mattress. I have no idea how a mattress got in here, but we’ve been using it ever since. You can’t possibly imagine how many faggot bitches like you have gotten bred on that mattress. You are about to become one of them. Get on your hands and knees and arch your back, just like I told you. You are one pretty sight.

“But hold on you need one additional thing, a collar. You know I have my thing for bitches in collars. I have a real nice one for here. I made it myself. Head back and look forward. This collar is steel, and it will be a bit cold at first. Be proud boy, you’ve earned this collar. Not many fags get to this point. But with this padlock locking, I couldn’t be happier. You did it! You should be proud. Proud of what? As my dick slides into your cunt, let me explain.

“Just like when you were at my home, there’s a chain attached to your collar. The chain is secured to the pipes under the sink over there. You have enough chain to go anywhere in this bathroom. You can get into the back half of the maintenance room. That’s about it. It’s important for you to know this, cause I’m leaving you here.

“Faggot get back into place. My cock is not done with you. Don’t make me put cuffs on you too. I removed the stall partitions. Everything is in the open, the two toilets, and the two sinks. None have running water. If you need, the sink in the maintenance room does have water. When you need to piss or shit, there’s a gallon pitcher out there that will come in handy in order to flush the toilets. It’s real old school type of flushing. There’s one roll of toilet paper. If you should run out, use your hand. There’s a lot of liquid soap at the maintenance sink. That’s also good for body washing should you need it.

Squeeze your hole down on my dick a little. There! Now where was I? There’s no electricity in here, so other than the ambient light of the streetlights, at night it’s going to get dark in here. Oh yeah faggot, you’ll be here for night, lots of nights. You ain’t going anywhere soon. I can feel your apprehension. I can feel it in your cunt muscles.

“I must remind you of you vow of silence. If not, I will fucking gag that toilet mouth. Now listen up faggot, you need to know all this shit I am telling you. You are being installed here as a faggot cum dump. Any man, and I mean any man, that comes in to this shithouse is here to use you and the facilities. No matter what they want to do to you, you will comply. If they want to fuck you, piss on you, sit on your face, smack you around, belt you, take a dump on you, shove their arm in your cunt, or whatever, they will.

“You wanted to be chained up and used by my biker friends. Well faggot, you got that. Your responsibility is to survive. As I was saying you are going to bathe at the sink out there. Douche out there too. There’s an enema bottle behind the sink. It’s a brand new one, I figure you deserve at least that. There’s no hot water; just deal with it. You’ll drink from the faucet. Now for food, in the garbage can under the garbage liner, you will find a week’s worth of MREs. That’s what they give the military for food. Lieutenant Tom was in the army and he says they taste like cardboard, but they will give you the nutrients you need. You are allowed four meals a day.

“And that giant red digital clock in there will tell you the time and day. It’s so bright that it will make this room glow red at night. It will make you feel like a whore. In addition, that clock is the only thing that will connect you to the outside world. Over the next month or so, you will learn to love and hate that clock.

“Oh fuck yeah, now you really realize the extent of what’s about to happen. Fuck yeah! That’s it. You know the lonely hell you’ll be in. Let those fucking tears fly. They’re gonna make me cum bitch. Cry it out. Fuck yeah! Fuck! Oh yeah! Oh man that was good.

“HEY GUYS!... GUYS!... SHE’S READY. Lieutenant Tom, Tiny, and The Duke will be in here in a moment for their crack at you. I’m going to take off here. In addition to alerting our gang, I have to put up a signal up the road and along the side that alerts the men in the know, that there is a faggot whore ready to serve them, to submit to them, to sacrifice for them, and to suffer for them. You’ll be surprised at the number of men who stop and all hours of the day. Here they are…. Hey she’s ready. Oh faggot. You are up. There are three men that need servicing. Get to it. I’ll check in with you in a week or so with a fresh supply of MREs.”

This story is followed up in Story #232 and Story #341

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#232

This is a direct follow up to Story #223.

“Hey faggot! Come into the maintenance area now. You look beat up. It’s been a while. Come closer and kneel. I want to check out that collar around your neck….

"A little bit of chafing. Here I have this cream for you. Put it on three times a day. Whenever you eat, put it on. Speaking of which, I brought you your week’s rations of MREs. You really need to be eating them. I know how much you were restocked with. You should be down to three day’s worth. But now I’m seeing enough for a week and a half. You need to be healthy for what you are doing. With the weather changing, I’m going to tell Coyote to turn on some heat for you.

“That shouldn’t be a problem. Let me look at that eye of yours. The bruising is clearing up good. Black eyes can take a long time, but yours is clearing up good. Open up your mouth. Good, any problems with swallowing?… How is your tongue?… Good. The rest of you looks good. Your titties are nice and red. They must get a lot of working over.

“Your cock looks bruised up, but no surprise there. When was the last time you jerked off?… A few days?… Let me see you get hard. That’s it. Glad to see that it still works. Those balls seem to be well worked over. Sensitive? Oh they are! That’s good to know. Turn around. When were you last beaten? These welts are almost gone.

“Show me your cunt. Bend over and pull your cheeks apart. Damn. That’s one puffy cunt. No one could claim you were a virgin. When was the last time you were fucked?… A couple hours ago?… Did he breed you? Never mind, I see you are leaking his jizz. Hold still. And clamp down hard on my fingers. As hard as you can. Well damn, you need some work on your cunt muscles. Stand up and let’s get you back in the Women’s Room.

“Don’t give me that look. Faggot, you weren’t seriously thinking that I was here to rescue you away from here. Do not assume my caring about your safety and well being means that I’m going to unlock your collar. Fuck that shit. If it was up to me, I would shorten it and have your get your drinking water from the toilets.

“No, I was told by Big Hog to come and inspect you. I rode three hours to get here. It’s going to be three hours back. But first I’m going to enjoy myself. I’m going to take a massive shit, and you are going to clean me up. Then my arm is going into your cunt. Deep. And before I get my nut, I’m going to add some fresh welts to on top of the ones already there.

“Back into the bathroom. No there’s no arguing. IN! Damn this place smells nasty. You’ve been in here for how long?… Thirty-seven days? Wow! You must be going crazy being locked up in this shithole of a former rest stop bathroom, with only horny bikers and drivers using your holes throughout the day and night as your only contact with the outside world.

“Well that’s going to be coming to an end soon. You are going to be sold in the next week or so. Big Hog wanted you evaluated. I’m going to tell him you are good to go to be auctioned off. Lil’ Hog will put the word out. Then you are going to get a parade of potential buyers showing up here to take you on a test run mixed in with the regular riders. I don’t know when the bidding will close, but I know they want you out of here.

“Coyote has his next victim almost lined up. So be extra attentive to every man that walks in this nasty shithole. You want to be purchased; trust me, you do not want no bids on you. I’ve got a massive dump to take, crawl over here and give me some head while I do. Damn faggot you really know your place.”

This story continues in Story #341.

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#341

This is a direct follow up to Story #223 and Story #232.

“Piece of shit!  It’s your lucky day.  You’re getting out of here.  You’ve been sold.  Lil’ Hog told me that I’m to transport you to the east coast.  I’m also to clean you up and tend to your sores.  Now, the chain your collar is coming off.  Coyote will use it on the next slave he’ll install later on today.  I am bigger and stronger than you, so don’t try to run.  Nod if you understand…

“Good.  Lean forward.  Damn this is one solid collar…. Hey, he gave me the right key this time…. Get up and let’s get out of this sewer of a bathroom.

“Bright out hunh?  Here, wash yourself up with that bucket of water.  I put some soap and a washcloth next to it.  There’s no hot water here, so it’s going to be a bit cold.  Scrub up good.  I don’t want you stinking up the cab of my semi.  Tonight, we’ll check into this motel, and you can have a hot shower….

“Are you… crying?...  Wait, you think that I am your savior, rescuing you from that disgusting mattress?  Oh faggot.  That’s too funny.  I’m just here to transport you from one hell to another.  We are going to spend a few nights at a motel in the middle of nowhere run by Big Hog. It’s a total dive.  Big Hog usually has the men to fill its six rooms.  They are waiting for us.  You have an evening of servicing whoever Big Hog plans on being there.  Don’t know what all he has planned other than your hair removal and castration.

“You can drop the shocked look.  And don’t even try to beg me not to take you there; I don’t care.  I really don’t.  You are fucking cargo to me.

“Your new owners want a hairless eunuch; they are going to get one.  That’s why we are spending a few days there.  Then I drop you off at the facility in South Carolina to be shipped off to God knows where.

“Everything is pretty much set.  Trust me, you won’t miss your balls.  It’s not like you were using them for anything….  Well other than a punching bag.  You are not going to father any kid.  So why leave them attached?  If anything, this should reinforce that you are not a man, that you are a cunt faggot slave used for the enjoyment of real men.

“Here’s the hose.  Rinse yourself off.  It’s cold….  When was the last time you cleaned out your cunt?...  A few hours ago?  Good.  Let’s go to my truck.  No, I don’t have a towel for you to dry off; the air is fine.  And you are not covering yourself up.  No one will think twice about coming into a closed down rest area.  Well except those in the know.

“You cleaned up well.  You no longer look like a troll living under a bridge.  Stop right here.  Get on your knees.  Out here in the open.  I have to take a hell of a piss.  Might as well start using my own personal toilet. 

“It’s big isn’t it?  This is what you are going to be serving the next week or so.  Fuck!  You sure know how to drink.  When I finish, get me hard.  I’m going to plow your cunt right here.  It’s too beautiful of a day to fuck in a closed cab. 

“Stand up, turn around, and put your hands behind your back….  These handcuffs will keep you from doing something stupid.  Now lean over.  Don’t worry, I got you.  These cuffs will act as a handle.  Oh man, are you ever stretched out.  Jesus!  My beercan is encountering no resistance.  No wonder why the guys are bringing me a special plug…. 

“Oh wait, do you hear that?  In the distance?  That sounds like a number of motorcycles.  Yeah, they will be in here in no time.  When they do, don’t fucking move.  I want them to see me plowing your cunt front and center.

“Oh man, I can feel a few fresh loads in you.  I will start the training you to build up these cunt muscles, to get them back to a place that offers some pleasure to the men using it.

“They are getting louder.  The sound of multiple motorcycles always gets my juices flowing.  Clamp down….  That’s all you have?  Fuck, we need to work on that.

“Here they come….  Look at that.  That looks like Coyote and Lieutenant Tom.  And Coyote has your replacement.  Look at that beast.  He’s not going to be here long.  Someone will buy him soon.  Oh! And here comes Lil Hog.

“Cunt keep staring at the concrete; don’t look up unless told to.  And don’t say a goddamned thing.  Here come’s Lil Hog….

“…Hey man I see Coyote has a beast of a slave going in….  Fuck.  Look at those arms.  Sheesh.  Can I get a piece of that before I and this cunt leave?  This fag’s cunt is so stretched out, it’s damned near worthless as a fuck.  Do you have the plug?  Good.  Good.  I’ll meet you in the toilet once I get this cunt plugged and installed in my cab.

“Cunt, get up and let’s go.  Take this butt plug.  In the next 50 feet, by the time we get to the semi, I want that plug in your cunt.  It should go in easy considering how stretched out you are.  That’s a very special plug; it comes all the way from Germany.  It has sensors around the base to monitor how tight you can squeeze. 

“Ok get up in the cab….  Lay in the bunk.  This chain is secured to the truck and now,… to your collar.  You ain’t going anywhere. 

“I love technology.  That plug is now synced to my iPad here.  Feel that vibration?  That’s telling you to squeeze.  You are to squeeze your cunt around the plug and keep squeezing as long as it vibrates.  If it vibrates very fast that means that you need to tighten up even more.

“When I get back, I will have a baseline score for your cunt muscle strength.  It will probably suck.  So I will most likely beat you for punishment, which will be after you clean off that beast’s ass slime from my dick.

“I’ll be back in a bit.  I’ll probably be last in the train.  And I don’t care if you want to beat off.  As long as you are squeezing the plug when instructed, that’s all I care.  Besides, this will be the last opportunity to pound your pud and drain your balls before they are sliced away.”

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#148

“Hey boy. C’mere! You seem to be very interested in us. We’ve watched you go by us five or six times. You made sure we saw you enter those bushes over there. We know men get blown in there. Hell we watched you on your knees to a number of guys this morning. This is a well-known cruise park. But we are not interested in quickie public sex. You wanna come back to our place?...

"You will do a lot more than blowing us. We are into fag worship, and you are very much his type. We just moved to town and need holes to use, and you are the kind of meat we are looking for. We play long and hard. My partner here doesn’t speak any English, so he doesn’t understand safe words. Besides your face will most likely be buried in his hairy ass crack. If you are interested get over there and kneel in front of him. That’s it. Now kiss his bare feet. You will be worshiping his feet back at our place. Good. Kiss the other one. Don’t start licking. There will be plenty of time for that. Now strip. He wants to inspect your cunt.

"No. No. Right here out in the open. Right now. Don’t worry about anybody else. Trust me no one is going to come by and say anything to us. Now get naked! We know those shorts come off with ease; we watched you strip for that black man in under two or three seconds. Atta boy. That’s a pretty pecker. If it was up to me, that thing would be locked up in one of those cages. But no, he won’t care if you are horny or not when he uses you. Now turn around, grab your ankles, and show him your cunt. Well we can see you’ve been loaded up. There’s some jiz leaking out.

"Well he wants you. Let’s go. No, I got your clothes. We don’t care; we want you to leave with us naked. Well, almost naked. You will we be wearing these handcuffs. We didn’t mention that we are police officers. Hands behind your back. That panicked look is priceless. There! Locked up. Start walking to the parking lot. Let that pretty little pecker and my partner’s firm grip of the back of your neck lead the way. We want everyone to see the faggot we snatched up here. See how they recognize what’s going on here and are scrambling away? That’s typical.

"That’s our car, at the end, the one with the trunk popping open. That trunk is big enough for you. Yes, that’s how we transport fags like you. He’ll help you in, and by help I mean shoving you in. Like this. Don’t fight him. He knows what he is doing. You do not want him pissed. Good. See! That was easy. Now let me take those cuffs off of you. You thirsty? He’s going get you something to drink. While he does, let me tell you what’s going on.

"First, we are cops, but from Bulgaria. Second, yes he doesn’t understand English at all. Third, he plans on using you whenever he wants and however he wants. He won’t care what you think. Begging for more or pleading for mercy would be pointless. Here he comes with a water bottle for ya. It’s full of his piss. You are expected to drink it all before you get to his place. He may not look it, but he’s happy to finally get a piece of meat to call his own. And more importantly for me, he won’t be asking to use one of my fags from my stable. My fags were complaining how fucking sadistic and twisted he is. Ok, let’s do this. I’m going to say good-bye here, as I probably won’t see you for a long time. And you won’t be seeing much of anything other than his ass squatting on your face in his basement. On the bright side, he does have one of the biggest cocks I have ever seen. So I hope you enjoy yourself, if you don’t, we don’t care. Keep your hands inside. Don’t want to slam the trunk down on your fingers.”

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#210

"Joey? Well this is a surprise. I bet you weren’t expecting to see me either. I wanted to see who the hell got my cock to shoot so quickly. Wasn’t expecting it to be you....

“No need to run. We need to figure this out and agree to it. Cathy and I have known your parents since before you were born. I don’t want to deal with the consequences of your parents, especially your dad, finding out that their son just drained my balls through a glory hole. Cathy will probably divorce me. Your dad is so conservative, so you don’t want him to find out either. Especially with you in your freshman year at the university. He would cut that off so fucking quick.

“So, this is what you do on a Saturday morning instead of church group huh? Heh heh heh. Kid, I don’t blame you. I used to do the same. When I went to the University, I found this place. It helped me blow off so much steam. I would get really aggressive during sex if I let my horniness build day after day. I’d come here and get a fag and fuck the hell out of him. See that picnic table back there? That all used to be trees and bushes. I’d go walking back there and fags would be naked on all fours on some random nasty mattress. I had a few regulars. Shit, you’ve had my cock. You know how thick it is. With my skin intact, oh man I never left without my balls being drained at least once. I started coming here once a month or so. By my senior year, it was two or three times a week. It used to be crazy between midnight and 4 am. I used to walk around with a hard on and nothing else. I used hole after hole.

“The faggots that came here wanted to get used. Some of them craved to be smacked around. Even back then I had a motorcycle. I’d fuck fag after fag bent over it. They didn’t care if I cleaned up between holes. I always made the one who got my nut clean off my dick. Oh yeah. It was real nasty. I would have the faggot bent over a picnic table, or my bike, or whatever. My cock would be deep in the faggot’s cunt. When I would get close I would always grab a firm handful of hair. After pulling out, I would push the faggot onto his knees. My semi-hard cock would go into his mouth. If he put up resistance, I had a firm grip on his hair. I slapped his face, or spit on him. On some occasion, I would piss down his throat. I��d tell him to be douched out better next time. They would be right back lining up for me the next time.

“I see they close the park at sunset, and they cleared out a lot of the vegetation. Pity. Now it’s just the glory hole, and faggots like you on the other side. I only come here if I am riding in the area. There are other places to go around here for fun.

“Now it’s your turn faggot. What’s your story here? How long have you been a cum-guzzling faggot? Heh heh heh. You don’t like me calling you a faggot, hunh? If you are not going to speak up, at least fucking nod…. Well it’s obvious you are a faggot pig. No standard issue queer boy is going to sit on that nasty nasty shitter all day let alone clean off dick cheese from a big fat cock through a glory hole. And besides, you were all interested in my stories from when I was regular here. It was obvious by you groping your hard-on through your shorts.

“So, let me ask again, you a faggot? Don’t fucking speak, just nod. Good. Earlier I said we need to figure this out. I think I have. You perked up when I mentioned other places to go. Faggot, I’m going to take you there, but you got to follow my rules. You will be required to do whatever I tell you. I get into some nasty stuff, and I don’t need no faggot balking. Nod if you understand. Good.

“Besides cock sucking what have you done? Get fucked? Just nod yes or shake your head. Yes. Good. Have you eaten ass? No? Don’t look disgusted. You cleaned my smegma without a problem; cleaning my rank ass crack will be nothing in comparison. Ever had a man piss down your throat?… or up your cunt?… That’s surprising that you only had it in your cunt. So I am going to pop your cherry when it comes to piss drinking and ass eating. If you have any plans for tonight, cancel them. Ass eating will be your plans.

“I’m taking you to an all night biker party. That’s the reason for me to be out here. Whenever Cathy takes the girls to her mother’s, I make a bee line to the party. Faggot, you are going to be in hog heaven. More cocks than you can imagine. And with you being my faggot on his first night, you are going to take them all. About 15 to 20 men. They are all going to use you. You’ll be fine. I’ll be there looking after you like a proud papa.

“Heh, damn, I’ve been going there for years, and I always wanted to take a son there. If you think about it, I was there at your Christening. You are the closest thing I have to a son. Let’s play that up. Call me ‘Dad’ when we get there. Fuck my dick is getting hard again. I need to fuck you, right here and now, like I did so many guys so many years ago. Bend over the branch and drop your shorts. No one is around, and it’s not going to take me long….

“Holy hell, your cunt is sloppy. How many men have you had up there today?… Three? Before 11AM? Fucking A. You are going to do fine tonight Son. Now spread your legs, dad is going to claim his cunt.”

This story is followed up in Story #235.

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#235

This is a direct follow up to Story #210.

“Joey, it’s so fucking good to see you again. I’ve been thinking of you the entire last months of my divorce. Here come on in and check out my new home. Yeah, I had to sell my home I had with Cathy. Don’t miss it, or her....

“Hey, when you come into my house, you are to strip immediately. When you are done, come over here and give me some much-needed head. I’ve been thinking of nothing else but you naked and in front of me. When I had lunch with your dad and mom today, all I can think of is shoving my cock into your cunt. As your mom was going on and on about how great you are and will make a fine husband, I was thinking of you eating my shithole from under a rimseat while your cunt is being pounded by my biker buds. As your dad was drinking his wine, I was thinking about you drinking my piss out of a water bottle.

“Now I am bringing up my lunch with your parents because you need to know what else we talked about. By the way, has your dad called you? No? Good. Good. During dessert, I was mentioning that I just bought this house just north of the university to get away from the expensive center city. I was saying that this will be the first time I will be alone and that I may take on a roommate, maybe even a student. But I worry who would move in. That’s when your mom said, ‘Joey could move in.’ Your dad even said that you will be a great roommate and that you won’t to worry about drinking or have girls running around looking to get their MRS degree. I chuckled at that one.

“I said that I would feel funny about taking money from him. Your dad said that you will work for me, doing what I say. He’ll make sure that you are obedient. All I can think of is that my backhand slapping you upside your face does the same thing. So here your dad and mom are offering you up to me as an obedient cunt.

“Just think, we used to have just the one weekend a month to go up north on one of our bike runs and fuck and fuck. Now every night, every day, every weekend I will reserve the right to fuck your cunt, piss down your throat, plant my shithole on your tongue, slap your face, lock up that pecker, gang bang you, whenever and however I want. Faggot, you have been begging me for more time with me before I had to cut it off due to the divorce, do you remember what I told you? Don’t answer that, your mouth feels good with my cock filling it up. It would feel better if my cockhead was deep in your throat. Atta boy.

“I told you that one day I will take ownership of you. I’m doing that now. Faggot, you are now mine. We will move you in as soon as possible. I have a special room for your school stuff downstairs. You will need to pull out A’s. I will be tying you to your seat with a dildo shoved in your cunt while you study.

“I know school starts in a week. So we are going on a drive. There’s a vista point a few hours away which gets crazy at night. There’s a glory hole or two that you will spend some time at along the way. I want you dripping of spooge from both holes. I want you covered in piss. I want your face to reek of the rank of the asses of real hard working men. And I want your cock to be completely ignored.

“This is your new life—no, our new life together. We will figure out when to tell your parents, but we will one day. But first, I need to dump my load. Turn around and impale yourself. I hope you are clean. If not your mouth will clean it up.”