destroyed

I can't believe I'm going to post this, but here goes.  This did not happen.  I don't really want it to happen, but I would deserve it if it did happen someday.  This is a fantasy story. 

OK please don't get mad at me for writing this.  Sometimes I like race play and well, these days I can only imagine this actually happening or something similar to someone.

I had run out of gas in of all places Sanford, Florida.  It looked like sort of a rough area, but I had no choice to get out of my car and find help since dummy me, I had left my phone at home.

It was around 10PM and there was a house with a lot of lights on, so I figured it was safe.  So I knocked on the door. 

A cute black lady came to the door and I asked if I could use the phone.  She just smiled and said 'wait a minute.  Just a minute."  Then closed the door.

Geez after around five minutes I was starting to wonder, so I started to inch off down the steps.  I was down to the last step when suddenly out of nowhere to big black guys appeared.

"Fucker, what the fuck are you doing here?"  One of them questioned me.

"Huh, oh, ah I was just waiting for this lady to come back.  But she was taking a while, so I thought I'd try someplace else."  I replied.

"Look fucker.  We know what you are doing.  You have no fucking business being here.  We've already called the cops and they are on their way.  You understand?  You don't move."  He threatened.

"Hey wait, c'mon.  You got me wrong.  My car broke down.  It's over there, I'm just trying to get to a phone."  I replied, trembling from fright.

"You fucking moron lier.  Get in here."  He said as the two escorted me up the steps and into the house.

"Hey, c'mon...."  I started.

"Shut up freak.  Don't say another word if you want to come out of this alive.  You want to live fucker?"  He asked.

I wasn't sure if I should answer or not so I just nodded my head.

"Good, then walk."  He said, pushing me.

We ended up in the bathroom.  I didn't know what was going on but then the girl came in with some clothes.

"This is where it gets good fucker.  Unlike Trayvon Marton we are going to give you a choice.  We are going to kill you right here, right now in this room.  That's the first choice.  What do you think.  You want to take the first choice fuck face?"  He said as the other two seemed to smile.

"No, oh c'mon.  No.  I haven't done anything to you.  C'mon, please."  I begged and started to cry.

"OK, yea I didn't think you'd take that one.  So you want to go with your second choice do you?"  He asked.

"What?  What is it?"  I asked.

"You stupid fucker?  It's anything we tell you to do fuck face.  Anything.  OK so no hesitation.  You tell us what's it going to be.  Door number 1, death.  Or door number 2, humiliation, degredation, and fuckin abuse.  What's it going to be fucker?"

"OK humiliate me."  I said.

"Get in the bathtub and take your fucking clothes off."

I had no clue where this was going.  I didn't say a word, but did what he told me to do.

I was standing naked in the bathroom when I heard the door open and in the room came two policemen, both black, one a woman and one a man.

"See I did call the cops.  Here he is officers.  He was about ready to rape my wife.  What should we do about that?"  He asked.

"Well fuck, if this guy is looking to rape someone, maybe he should dress up like a girl and feel what it's like."

"Great idea.  Get dressed fucker.  And then get ready to suck on a whole lot of things for a whole long time.  Yea take some pictures guys.  Call some friends up.  Fuck we've gotta fill this fucker up with jizz and other stuff, just like he was about to do to you, honey.  What do you think fucker.  Yum, yum, you are gonna be busy before you are through."  He said as I cried and sobbed pulling dress on over the bra and panties.

OK so like I said, this never happened.  I'm not gay or bi.  So what is wrong with me????

This past week I was in Atlanta and had the privilege of going to dinner  TheGoddessJayden. She brought a friend and we sat in a corner.  We had some nice conversation, ordered drinks. 

When it was time to order dinner she took the menu from me and asked me if I like oysters.  I told her I had never had them, and would prefer something else.  When the waiter came and it was my turn to order, she told him that I wanted the oysters.

I was drinking a beer and she encouraged me to drink it faster so I could get another one.  Then she ordered two double tequelia shots.  She sipped on one, but didn't like it so she pushed it towards me.  Her friend was laughing as the oysters were served. 

There were six huge oysters covered with cheese.  I looked at the oysters, then looked up at them, and they laughed at me saying they loved the expression on my face.

I ate one of the oysters, which wasn't that good.  I looked up at Ms. Jayden, and she told me to get the juice too.  She didn't want to see anything left in the shell.

I ate and ate, and finally got to the point where there was only one left to eat.  Then she took some of her food, some of her friends food, making a sauce, and proceeded to fill each of the empty shells with this 'stuff'.  I just looked at her almost in tears.  But she told me to eat.  She was eating soft shell crab, and after chewing a couple of pieces she added them to the shells.  And then she took a fairly large portion of crab, threw it on the floor, stepped on it, and crushed it up good.  Then she picked it up and told me to eat it.

Once I was completely finished with the oysters and mystery foods she had the waiter bring a big bowl of gravy and it was sat down next to me. 

I had a nervous habit of telling her she was 'so nice'.  After the third time when she had told me not to say it again, she yelled at me, 'I'll show you nice.' and she left the table.

A couple of minutes later she returned with something.  It was a napkin of which she had wiped herself with.  She put it in the bowl of gravy and told me to eat it.  I begged her not to.

Thank goodness the waiter came and took it and our other plates away before I had to eat it.  No one said anything.  Thanks so much!!

I was pretty tipsy from the beers and tequila, but there would be much more forced drinking when we got to her dungeon. 

I'm so proud to have served her.  Highly recommended!!

I'm a loser..I'm a pathetic loser.  I love it when people call me a pathetic loser.  Because I am.  I love bullies.  I know in this day and age bullies aren't that popular.  I think they are wonderful!!!  I love being bullied.  Here's a little scenario that I would absolutely love experiencing someday. 

I was walking down this alley in a big city somewhere.  Don't exactly know what I was doing there, but  I guess I was at the wrong place at the right time as standing there in front of me were six people.  Four men and two women.

I looked away and proceeded to walk right by them. 

"There's a fucking pathetic loser if I've ever seen one."  I heard one of the men say.

I was a little scared so I tried to ignore him and kept walking.

But then I felt a hand on my arm which pulled real hard and literally turned me around to face the gang.

"You fucking piece of shit.  You don't ignrore us.  You understand fucker?"  The guy said.

"Hey, sorry man.  I don't want any trouble."  I said.

Before I knew what happened I was sucker punched in the stomach real hard.  I balled up and fell forward onto the ground reeling in pain.

I was stunned and didn't know what to do, but I was in so much pain I moaned some.

Then I felt a foot step on my face.  One of the women spit on my forhead as I felt a terrible pain on the back of my right upper leg.  Someone was standing on it.

"You are a fucking piece of shit.  We have a little project for you.  You up for it?"  The same woman that had spit on my head asked.

"What, what do you want?  I asked bewildered why this was happening to me.

"We've been waiting here for a piece of garbage like you to show up.  There's a dumpster over there fuck face.  We need to clean it up some and you are going to do for us.  You're gonna do that for us aren't you?"  She asked in a mocking sort of way.

"What, you mean, what?"  I asked.

She spit on me again. 

"Hey c'mon."  I begged as the man standing on my leg put more pressure.

"Listen fucker, you can do exactly what we say with all your bones intact, or we can start breaking them right now one by one.  It's just going to hurt a hell of a lot more with broken bones.  You do exactly what we tell you to do with a nice little smile on your face, you may get out of this without a trip to the hospital or morgue.  So you gonna do the uncle thing, or do we start stomping?"  She asked again.

"Oh, ouch, oh, please, yes I'll do it, yes."  I cried.

"OK, so this is the deal, you do what we tell you to do or this pain you are experiencing now will be nothing.  You want it to stop?"  She asked as she spit on my forehead again which was the only part of my head you could see with the shoe on the side of my face.

"Yes please, please stop please."  I begged.

"OK, the uncle fraze is this.  You beg us to piss on you or we're going to start stomping and breaking and it's gonna get really, really bad."  She said.

It was really hurting now as someone else was starting to put pressure on my other leg.  The pain was killing me.

"Yea, yea, ah, please, please piss on me, please?"  I said not realizing what was really about to happen.

With that they pulled away.  I was sobbing when I suddenly felt a warm stream on my back.

I was in shock.  I was being pissed on.

"Turn around.  We want to see your face."  She said.

I did as I was told and as I did I noticed there were four exposed cocks aiming directly at me.  Along with the four exposed cocks were six people in different states of laughing or smiling down at me.  And then the other three streams of fowl pee joined the other one as they pissed all over me.  On my face, my chest, my crotch.  I couldn't believe this was happening.  I kept my mouth closed and tried to hold my breat.

Finally the streams stopped as I lay there soaked in the piss.

"Stand up you piece of shit."  She ordered.

I didn't hesitate.  I was really concerned because I knew they weren't fooling now.  Being pissed on brought reality to the moment.

"Now you pathetic loser, we have a problem, and only you can fix that problem.  You see that dumpster over there?  Well it doesn't have enough garbage in it.  We need to get some more garbage in there and that's where you come in."  She said.

I was led over to the dumpster which overflowing with garbage bags.

"Strip naked."  She ordered as two of the men just started to shriek in laughter.

"What?"  I exclaimed.

"You heard me fucker.  You want to lay down and have us stomp on you?"  She yelled.

It was dark out, but there was a light so I was concerned.  But I actually had no choice.  And then I though maybe someone would see me naked and see that something was wrong and get help.

So I took my clothes off.  I was then really being laughed at.

"Pull all the bags out of there fucker."  She said.

I didn't hesitate and and started pulling garbage bags out of the stinky dumpster.  Eventually I had to get into the dumpster to get the ones that were on the bottom.

"OK, now start emptying the bags into the dumpster.  That should help us be able to fit more garbage in the dumpster.  Then we'll be able to close the lids and not have to see the disgusting garbage when we walk by."  She said.

"Ah, yes, yes.  But I don't understand."  I replied.

"You heard me asshole, do it."  She ordered as the others smirked. 

I got around half of the garbage bags emptied into the dumpster.  I couldn't believe they were making me do this.  It made no sense to me what they were doing until her next statement.

"OK now you filthy piece of garbage, get in there now."  She ordered.

"What?"  I cried.

"I said get in there.  You get in there and lay down in that pile of garbage.  Do it, or do you want us to throw you in?"  She yelled.

I now knew what they intended to do to me.  This was horrible. 

But I didn't want to be thrown in there so I climbed in onto that horrible, stinky pile of garbage.  I was hoping beyond hope that they would just leave, but was pretty sure that wasn't in their plans.

"Lay down you asshole.  Get down there."  She ordered as the four guys picked up a bag of garbage each.

Then I was covered in garbage further as they opened each bag and dumped the contents on me.  I did my best to get my face to a corner of the dumpster so I could get air.

After a while I heard the dumpster lids close on me and I was in there trapped.

"OK fucker, good job.  We got the lids closed.  Thanks for the help.  Now count to 10,000 before you try to get out.  Count out loud and if you try to get out before you are finished, I sweat fucker you'll be in the hospital.  By the way your clothes are on top of the garbage.  See we aren't completely heartless."  She said as they all laughed.

Well I lived to tell the story.  Now you have read this far I hope you don't get any ideas from it.  That is unless you see me walking in that alleyway.  Mail me if you think it would be fun.  I'm always game for something like this I am embarrassed to say!

Scary enough I had these fantasies that were completely against everything I had ever done in my life, but now they were getting worse and now I was secretly hoping they would come true. 

I stood there surrounded by the five people who had been chasing me. They had me cornered with no way to go in the corner of the or this dark, dirty, dank cell that they had tricked me into. I remember them chasing me, and I ended up here. I remember being chased in the alley by them having ended up here. I don’t know why I was so scared then, but now I know why I am scared. 

There was the man with the knife right in front of me. He scared the hell out of me because of the way he looked at me. He held the knife in a very threatening way. The woman standing next to him held a whip and she was laughing. The woman next to her held a pink bra and panties up as she laughed. The man next to her had his cock and balls exposed. I cringed to notice he was hard. The other man started to talk.

‘Destroyed, it is so wonderful to finally meet you. Seems you have been eluding us, so we had to find and capture you. You thought you came on a business trip, but in fact you have come to be destroyed by us. Ha Ha..." He started with an evil laugh.

I tried to reason with them, denying everything, but they wouldn’t have that. And the law was laid down.

"Fuck you destroyed. You know you want this. And this is going to be your choice. Here is the add you have come to us for. Read it." The same man said handing me a piece of paper.

‘Humiliation sex slave wanted. Prefer female, but males are good as long as you don’t mind acting the part of a female humiliation sex slave. You must sign a long term contract. You will be used frequently and regularly. Your humiliation will be extreme and regular. Apply to...’

"Here is the contract, now sign it." The man ordered.

"What...What?" Was all I could get out.

"Let’s fucking torture him to death instead. That would be fun." The woman with the whip said to my horror.

"Yea, you want us to do that fucker? You sign this or you will be tortured for as long a time as we can possibly keep you alive. Otherwise you will live as our whore. Which will it be." The man asked.

I didn’t hesitate but to sign it.

Within a half hour I was stripped naked, then forced to dress as a woman with big boobs, wig, and all the other characteristics of a bimbo whore.

"OK, you’d better do this right fucker. Get on your knees and suck this now." He said pointing to his friends large, throbbing cock.

The first of many, many humiliating acts of depravity they forced me into.

Oh my, what have I gotten myself into this time.