Abused

My life is becoming more and more unbearable.

I can no longer pretend that Jill is my girlfriend. She has taken over my life and is using me. Using my unique ability... or curse. I am a stud. A man that can become erect and fuck like an animal without stopping, for as long as one wants.

And I have no choice in the matter. She has the controls to my body. With a simple button press she can make me sexually perform anywhere with anyone.

She uses me for her own sexual fantasies and kinks, of course. She has started bringing home men that are bisexual, or bi-curious.

"Jack, this is Dennis. He and I are going to play for a while, but then I want you to come in and play with us." She says this as she is undressing, and Dennis is looking at me with suspicion. Dennis looks a bit like the Marlboro man. 

She strutted off naked into the bedroom, closed the door and I heard the grunting and laughter that accompanies her sex play most of the time.

After a half hour I suddenly got a hard on. My cock was erect and I could think of nothing but fucking. She'd triggered my remote. I removed my pants as I clambered toward the bedroom, bursting open the door to find the two of them naked, legs spread. She pointed toward him.

So it began. I basically leaped on him and took him from behind, ramming my cock into his ass until I got satisfaction.

But he wasn't satisfied yet. I came too soon.

Jill hit the remote again, and my cock demanded more, and I took more from him. Ramming, sliding my shaft in and out of his anus... until I came again. And he was sated.

This is the way it is now. I am not only her plaything, I am her stud's play things. She loves to see me kneel, bend over, and take it in the ass from one of her lovers.

I'm not gay and I hate fucking men, I hate being fucked by men. But Jill is teaching me, training me to crave it. I only receive pleasure when being fucked by men, or fucking men, or being kicked, beaten, whipped or abused in some other way.

If Jill is with a woman, or it is just ourselves, she will peg me. I didn't even know what this was before she started doing it. She got it for one of her lesbian friends, a girl named Isabel that is just... well, she can be fucking cruel. She gave Isabel a strapon and told her to fuck the living daylights out of me. She hit my switch so I was aroused while the dildo went in, and I even came just from the prostate stimulation.

But Isabel fucked my ass for... I don't know how long. A half hour? More? I was bleeding, literally. It hurt to take a shit for a week afterward. Now I dread Isabel coming over. She is hot as fuck, one of the sexiest women I have ever seen but she is just cruel and it rubs off on Jill.

The other day Jill came into the bathroom while I was showering.

"What the fuck is this?"

I looked. It was laundry. I had left it on the floor. "It's the laundry, I was sorting it... the whites are in there now. I will be taking care of it..."

"This is sooooo beyond the pale, you pathetic excuse for a man! Clothes all over the living room?"

She started whipping me. "Stand there, take it like a man, you wimp! Learn your fucking lesson!"

She sounded like Isabel, and it made me cringe. The whip stung, bad, when it hit. She whipped my back, and then my cock, and finally kicked me in the balls. I couldn't stand any more after that and just curled up on the shower floor.

Last weekend Jill came home with a new strapon. It had a dildo in it, specifically designed for men and anal fucking. It's long, flexible, designed to penetrate all the way up the large intestine.

She tried it out on me. She hit my button, caused the arousal while I was face down on the couch. She then shoved the rubber dick inside my ass and thrust deep... deeeeep.... I felt like I was constipated with the worst shit ever. Then she started shoving. Hard. As hard and violent as she could.

Because I was aroused I ended up humping the couch underneath me. The combination of the anal fuck and the frottage made me cum in three or four minutes... and then I just had to lay there and endure the fucking.

I think she tore up some of the tissue in my intestine that time. I bled for several days.

Two weeks ago was the worst I had experienced to date. She held a party for her girlfriends; something like ten... twelve... I don't know how many. They tied me up to keep me from being able to satisfy myself when Jill pushed my arousal button. Instead, they teased me, made me cum in their own time, their own way.

One of the girls fucked me in the ass, pegging me almost continually. Others were masturbate me and collect the semen in a cup. After a while they made me drink it, pouring it down my throat. It was awful.

I know... this sounds like a guy's dream. One guy, twelve women? And unlimited stamina, the ability to get and hold an erection, come time after time?

After the first orgasm, it hurt! They were beating me, teasing me, humiliating me. I was made to ejaculate, over and over, and trust me if it's your fourth or fifth time in a half hour, your body doesn't have it. It hurts!!! My balls ached, my scrotum stung, my cock was throbbing in pain, my ass was bleeding and torn.

But still they kept going. It was... horrible. They wouldn't let me stop. I began begging for mercy, and they laughed. Jill would laugh when she heard me and would push my arousal button again and I would start jerking my hips trying to come. "There he goes again, girls! Who wants to use him this time!"

A couple of the girls actually rode me, had me fuck them.  One girl fucked me while the bitch fucked my ass with her strapon. I couldn't stop, even if I was in agony.

I did my best, and I survived.

I am not sure if I will survive another orgy like that. My body was not made for that. It's... amazing how much pain and suffering the human body can take.

The next morning I pleaded with Jill not to make me do that again. To ease up on me. I couldn't take it any more. I begged, down on my knees to this girl I once thought of as my girlfriend. I had once thought I was the luckiest man alive to be with her.

Instead of reassuring me, she tied a rope around my ankles, yanked on a pulley and lifted me up into the air suddenly and ungraciously, to hang upside down.

Jill then took her bullwhip and started whipping me. She started around my chest, stroke after stroke of the long leather lash marking and striping my flesh.

It was clear Jill was doing this because she enjoyed it. I screamed from the pain, so she gagged me. A ball gag with tape over it. I still screamed from the pain, but they were muffled and would not disturb the neighbors.

She slowly worked her way up to my stomach, and then my hips. The lash somehow made its way between my legs, ripping into my cock and balls.

When she finally let me down she told me, "Here's what is going to happen, Jack. You are going to service me and my friends in any way I please, as much as I please. If I work you so hard your dick falls off, so be it."

She leaned down with her face close to mine and kissed me lovingly. "You should hope to god that I keep using and abusing you, Jack. Because if I ever tired of you, I will lock you up in here with a rope, hide the remote and turn it one permanently and then leave. We will see what you think of to do with the rope when you are faced with constant, non-stop, never-ending arousal and the need to ejaculate far beyond what your body could ever supply."

She took the rope that she had used to hang me upside down, tide a noose in it and lay it on a table.

"It's there, Jack. If you ever need a way out, it's there. Pray that I never drive you to using it."