Fantasy or Reality
written and orgasmed over by poenkitten
28. Exodus
"YOU are becoming a liability boy...you are letting your position go
to your head..." FX glanced over at Dude as he coaxed the car onto the
freeway. "You think I keep you around for your looks? Well ok, for
them to, but I am getting tired of your stubbornness. Keep this up and
I send you right back where I found you." Dude shuddered, the last
thing he wanted was to return to his parents house in Chicago...he
liked Ca., the warmth, the men and women, the sunshine...and he liked
not having to work for a living. FX made more than enough acting for
them to live if not extravagantly...well. Dude sighed...he knew he was
attracted to women, and to men as well, but there were very few women
who would support him. Nor were their many among his acquaintances
that would accommodate his tastes. With a resigned sigh he placed his
hand in FX's lap, brushing his fingers along his cock. FX glanced over
and watched Dudes face...seeing more there than most would have...his
heart was not in it. What to do with property that thinks its
equal...hmmm. "Tell you what...we get near home..lets cruise a little"
Dude said nothing merely nodded as he manipulated FX through his
pants.
Twenty minutes later they pulled up in the parking lot across from the
"D-Ring" nightclub. FX grinned as he recognized a few of the cars in
the lot and got out. Dude looked at the club and then back at FX as he
rose from the car. He had never been to this club with FX before...and
did not particularly like the part of town they were in. Save for a
few men necking with other men and women standing around petting,
there was no one on the street. Most of the businesses were either
boarded up or heavily gated. Dude followed FX into the dimly lit club,
his nostrils flaring as he encountered the smoky air inside heavily
charged with the smell of rampant sex. FX sent him over to the bar to
bring back a couple of drinks while he tried to claim a table. The
music and lights kept a primitive beat as dancers on the floor ground
their various same sex body parts together.
FX watched Dude head to the bar and then turned spotting a friend of
his...gliding over to claim a dirty but empty table, he stopped and
whispered in the mans ear. A hearty laugh burst from the young Latino
as he glanced to where Dude stood at the bar. FX slapped his shoulder
and went over to clear and claim the waiting table. Dude brought the
drinks back and they engaged in small talk as FX looked around the
room. His eyes wandered over a few young males, and he pointed them
out to Dude. He missed the gleam in Dudes eyes as he turned to look.
Dude obediently stood and wandered over to where the young men stood
chatting, and joined their conversation.
Chuck followed DebiJean and rabidchia from the house moving very
carefully. His eyes took in the brand New 1997 Kia that DebiJean
walked toward and grew worried...he was an awfully big man to fit into
such a small car. The Koreans did not build with American frames in
mind. He waited quietly as DJ lodged Chia in the front seat, and
groaned as she popped the trunk latch gesturing for him to climb in.
Chucks eyes took in the typical clutter of the truck, tire, jack,
bondage equipment, and wondered fearfully how he was to fit his 6'3
body in the cramped space. DJ grew impatient and grabbed his bound
cock pulling him to the rear of the car and pushing him in. Smiling
evilly at him she dropped the lid, leaving him to squirm as best he
could into an arrangement with the clutter. Unfortunately a bit more
of him extended above the level of the latch and she had to jump on it
to force the latch to catch. The muffled scream of pain as his waist
was forced down on the tire jack made her smile. It was only a two
hour drive, he would survive....she hoped.
Chuck prayed that they were only a few minutes from his Mistresses
home, the jack was digging into his side and he was curled around the
tire, his cock and balls bouncing against it as she started the car
and peeled out. His stomach grew sicker as she sped around corners.
Finally the car seemed to climb and his kidney landed on the trunk
latch. The scream of pain made DJ laugh along with Chia as they
rocketed onto the freeway and dodged in and out of traffic. "Hmmm
wonder if the trunk has a exhaust leak...oh well..if it does it does!"
Chia looked at her Mistress with wonder...could she really be so
callous of a slaves life...or was it because it was a male slave. DJ
was a little concerned about chucks safety but knew as long as she
could hear his groans and cries of pain, he was not in trouble. She
could hear him thrashing about in the trunk trying to find some space
for him as well as brace himself. DebiJean spotted a rest area about
45 minutes into the drive and cut across 4 lanes of traffic to turn
into it. Pulling around the back she stepped out of the car and popped
the trunk lid. Chuck groaned and looked up in pain, his large body was
cramped and tormented in the trunk. "OUT!" Slowly, chuck pulled
himself carefully from the trunk extracting his cramped limbs one at a
time from the interior maze. DJ pulled down the sheer red dress to
cover chucks bare taped ass, making sure he was presentable she turned
him around facing the down ramp. "You will meet us near the bottom of
the ramp, take your time and enjoy the air, as you will be going back
into the trunk." Chuck looked at the stretch before him, he could see
trucks parked as the drivers rested and used the facilities. Sooooo
far away to the bottom of the ramp, nearly 500 yards, he would be
exposed. "Oh and don't forget to stop by the men's room and check your
makeup chuck...you look a bit smudged." DJ laughed and jumped into the
car, backing up so quickly that chuck feared for his toes. Sadly he
watched as chias' pale face turned to watch him. He turned to look at
the white brick building where the bathrooms were and swallowed,
feeling the hot piss run down into his belly. Screwing up his courage,
he took the first step toward the bathrooms and completing his
Mistress' orders.
Brandy's eyes stayed on the ground, as Glen loaded Bruno into the car.
The dog barked and bounced all over the back seat as he waited for his
ride. She could not believe that Glen had forced her from the house
naked to the world and her flesh quivered in fear. With a grin he
forced her into the car to lay on the floor face up. Moving around to
the other side, he gripped her legs and tied the ankles to her wrists
so that she would have to lay with her legs spread. rolling down the
back windows so that Bruno could hang out of them, he got in and
started the car. Brandy lay quietly on the floor her mind chasing
itself in circles. She did not understand why Glen was keeping
her...why they did not just turn the two of them over to the cops, she
began to worry about her friend. She had looked so bad...the one
called Tony was hurting her...would she ever see her again...the
thoughts of the abuse she had seen NuBaby taking turned her mind to
her own burnt thighs and ass as the car sped along. Something moved
between her legs a breath of hot air and her mind was drawn to the
large dog that shared the back of the car with her. Brunos nose
snuffled between her legs as he explored his bitch. Though not quite
as smart as a human he thought man bitches were better than his own
females. They were always ready for a mounting, he didn't have to wait
for their heat, but he could smell the hint of estrus in this one and
it excited him. He would breed with her as often as he could. His maws
drooled as he began to lick and nip at the enticing scent before him.
Brandy's groan as the dogs tongue teased her cunt drew Glen attention
from the road, and he narrowly missed hitting a car cutting in front
of him. "Bruno leave the bitch alone until we get home...SIT BRUNO
SIT!!!" with a sharp bark that filled the car and sent a shiver of
fear and need into Brandy's cunt, the dog sat, his eyes watching her.
