*** Nigerian Nightmare *** – Part 2

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*** Nigerian Nightmare *** – Part 2Last on, first off – just my fucking luck. The bedroomdoor opened and the overhead light came on, which blindedme for a few seconds. I had no idea how long I had beenleft on the stack. My whole body ached as Kola and Samsonreleased me from my bonds and carried me out of the room.The two men were extremely strong, and carried me alongthe hallway with considerable ease. Their powerful handsheld me in a vice-like grip, which underlined the factthat either man could knock me into the middle of nextweek with very little effort.The living-room was filled with naked men: three whitestuds and six black hunks. They all looked like muscle-bound wrestlers in their late twenties or early thirties,and they all seemed very pleased to see me.I was about to be humped by a horde of burly bum-bandits.They were going to turn my arsehole inside out with theirhard-standing cocks. My heart began to pound with bothfear and excitement, and my cock began to twitch withanticipation.’This is the first of the bunch,’ said Kola, as he andSamson dropped me on the floor. ‘The other three will beserved up later, when this one’s arse is tapped out.”He’s nice and skinny,’ said a bald-headed black man, whowas sitting on the sofa. ‘I’ve been looking for a slavelike him for ages. Maybe…”He’s yours, sir,’ Kola interrupted, nervously. ‘He cansuck on your cock while we fuck his boyfriend. You canthen take him away with you, and keep him.”Keep him?”Yes, sir,’ said Saka, as he stepped out of the kitchen.’We don’t need four bum-boys cluttering up the place.”Stand up for Mr. Teene, boy,’ said Kola, as he kicked mein the side. ‘And show him your assets.’The rest of the group didn’t look too happy about losingout to Mr. Teene – Boz Teene was someone who clearly helda lot of sway over this group of burly brutes, hencetheir respectful silence. They watched me stagger to myfeet, as the pins and needles began to kick in, and turnto face Mr. Teene.The man looked evil and ugly. His bald head and pockmark-ed face made him look a lot older than the tonal sheen ofhis body indicated. He was just as muscle-bound as thosearound him, but he looked far more menacing.’Give me a twirl, boy,’ said Boz. ‘And lift up your arms,like aeroplane wings.’I truly struggled to complete the manoeuvre, but I wasnever going to fail: self-preservation would ensure thatI stayed on the right side of Mr. Teene at all times.’Good, boy,’ said Boz. ‘Now just stand there, with yourarms outstretched.”Shall we bring out his boyfriend and tap his arse, sir?’asked Kola, sensing the frustration of the others in theroom. ‘He’ll give you a good show.”Give me another twirl, boy,’ said Boz, ignoring Kolacompletely. ‘And then come over here and sit down, besideme.’When I sat down, the man’s right arm took charge of my’nice and skinny’ body and crushed it to his side. I thensat stock-still as he asked Kola to bring out Adam andhand him over to Baba and Daniel.Adam was like a rag doll in the hands of the two blackmen. Daniel was especially brutal and uncaring toward myoh-so willing boyfriend. He was a mountain of a man, andthe first to impale Adam.’Up you come, boy,’ said Daniel, as he took hold of Adam,who was bending over in front of him, and applied a fullnelson. My boyfriend’s back was now pinned against theman’s chest, with his feet off the floor and his bodyheld fast by the wrestling hold and the cock up his arse.When Daniel spread his powerful legs, Baba knelt down andplaced Adam’s legs behind Daniel’s lower thighs. In thisposition, Adam could support his body weight as Danielpower-fucked him. Everyone in the room, apart from Adamand Daniel, watched türbanlı kars escort my boyfriend’s cock swing back andforth at high speed.With envious eyes, I watched that flaccid cock swing. IfBoz had picked Adam instead of me, I would now be impaledon Daniel’s manhood; the Nigerian would now be hammeringaway at my arse with his coal-black cock.’Hump him good, Dan,’ said Baba. ‘He’s nice and pretty,and bony too.’Daniel grunted in agreement, and then suddenly increasedhis stroke rate. The man was clearly enjoying the moment.’Ball him up, Baba,’ said Boz, as he turned his head andkissed me on the left temple.Daniel slowed down to reposition his arms, which allowedBaba to put Adam’s body in the new position. My boyfriendwas ordered to raise his legs and hold them tight to hischest, in a kind of foetus position. Daniel then hunkereddown to accommodate the new position. In profile, Adam’sbody did indeed resemble an odd-looking ball – he wasstill impaled on the cock and held in place by the man’spowerful arms. However, the position was more for showthan anything else.’Spit-roast him now,’ said Boz.This position was truly awesome, and required Adam to beheld between the two men, some three feet off the floor,whilst still impaled on Daniel’s cock. Baba’s cock wasnow buried deep inside my boyfriend’s mouth; so, with hiships and shoulders held by the two Nigerians, Adam waskept hovering in mid-air with his arms and legs tucked upbeneath him.In clearly a well practiced move, Baba and Daniel rotatedAdam round on a very tight axis, as if he was actuallybeing spit-roasted. His arms and legs did get in the wayfrom time to time, but this didn’t interrupt the actionin any significant way.I sat and watched my boyfriend being humped in this wayfor several minutes. I then turned my attention to theeffect the show was having on those around me. Everyone,including myself, was sporting a massive hard-on. Thiswarm-up show was going to be the precursor to a very longand horny gang-bang. Adam, Henry and Tony were in for awhole lot of bum battering.Suddenly, the arm holding me close to Boz relaxed.’Go suck on some cock, boy,’ said Boz. ‘I want you tostart over there, with Samson, and then work your wayround to Warren.’I smiled as the man squeezed my thigh and sent me off tosuck on Samson’s cock. I could feel his eyes boring intomy backside as I zeroed in on Samson’s hard-standinglength.I was face-fucked by some pretty horny men. They all mademe gag as they watched Adam being used and abused by Babaand Daniel. My mouth was mined by seven of the ten men inthe room.’You’re in for a high-oh time with Mr. Teene,’ said Neil,the blond beefcake. ‘The last slave he took away with himhasn’t been seen for months. Baba and Daniel will fuckyou up hills and down dales, like they’re doing to yourboyfriend – Mr. Teene enjoys watching his henchmen fuckwimps like you. He’ll then get them to hang you upsidedown from a hook in the ceiling, like a piece of meat.That’s when the canes and chains come out.’I stopped sucking on Neil’s cock and looked up at him inhorror.’I’ve seen the videos, and they ain’t that pretty,’ Neilcontinued. ‘You’ll be caned all over – Mr. Teene won’tthink twice about caning your cock and ball-bag. In fact,he’ll target them more than your arse and feet. Now getback to work.’I sucked in Neil’s cock and listened to him describe thefate that awaited me.’Then there’s the ice-cold chain, with links as big aseggs. It’ll be shoved into your arsehole. And it’s nogood you screaming – Mr. Teene won’t stop until all thelinks are in.’Neil grabbed my head and forced his cock down my throat.He türbanlı kars escort bayan was clearly getting off on the tale he was telling.’You won’t like the electric either, especially when Mr.Teene zaps your knob. That’s when you’ll be screaming themost. That box of tricks packs a hefty punch, especiallywhen the clips are attached to your nipples; or when oneclip is attached to your ball-bag and the other goesroaming round your hot, sweaty body.”Tell him about the candle wax and the spinning,’ saidWarren, the next blond in line for my services.’Ah, yes,’ said Neil. ‘Mr. Teene likes to drip hot candlewax all over a wimp’s body, especially when that wimp ishanging upside down from the hook in the ceiling. Also,he likes to twist a wimp round and round, until the ropeattached to the hook is wound up tight. He then lets thewimp go for a spin.”If we ever see you again,’ said Warren, ‘you must tellus about the spinning. How did you feel during a spin;how many times did it happen; how did you feel when Babaand Daniel pissed on you?”They always piss on a wimp during a spin,’ said Neil.If the two men were trying to wind me up [no pun intend-ed], they were certainly succeeding. I was now resolvedto make a bolt for it, even if Neil’s tale of torture waspure fiction. Being held captive by four Nigerians wasbad enough, but if there was a plan to hand me over to anAfrican torturer, who liked to torment white wimps, thenI was going to abandon Adam and make a run for it.Neil and Warren knew they had me well and truly hooked.They continued to feed me horror stories of those who hadbeen handed over to Mr. Teene; and as they did so, theygot the nod to fuck me from the man himself.Boz sat and watched the two white men take advantage ofhis new slave. He stroked away at his cock as Neil andWarren lifted me off the floor and tried to fuck me inthe spit-roast position. Unfortunately, I was droppedtwice during their first attempt, which certainly amusedBoz and a few onlookers.’Pick him up and try again,’ said Boz to Warren. ‘I wantto see you fuck his brains out.”Yes, sir,’ said Warren.’Trouble is,’ said Neil. ‘The long streak of piss is tooslippery, too sweaty. He needs drying off.’I was hoping Boz was about to send me off to the bathroomto get dry. The window in the bathroom wasn’t large, butit would accommodate my skinny frame.’Take hold of his legs and drag his arse round the room acouple of times,’ Warren suggested. ‘Then turn him overand do it again.’The thought of my arse being covered in more carpet burnsmade me wince.’No, no, no,’ said Boz. ‘Make him crawl round the living-room on his stomach. Then turn him over and drag him backto where he is now.”Fucking great,’ I said to myself.’What was that, boy?’ asked Boz.’Nothing, sir,’ I whimpered. ‘Crawling, dragging; it’sall fine with me, sir.”You have no say in the matter, turd,’ said Neil, as hekicked me in the side. ‘Your arse is ours now, so buttonyour lip and start crawling.’I was kicked several more times as Neil ‘encouraged’ meto crawl round the living-room, twice. I was then draggedround the room, twice – once on my front and once on myback. Warren seemed pleased that his suggestion had beenincluded in the drying process.’Now raise him up and fuck his brains out,’ said Boz.’I’ll go get some salt to rub into his chest, back andarse,’ said Saka, who was hovering by the kitchen door-way. ‘He mustn’t get sick.”Good idea,’ said Neil. ‘Let’s make him squeal like thepig he is.’I had to get to the bathroom window; it was my only hopeof getting away from these fucking brutes. Henry and Tonywere now in the room türbanlı escort kars and being humped by the musclemen.Unfortunately, Henry was not faring too well – he was fartoo old for this sort of thing.The fuck-fest was going to last a long time, and withfour holes and four mouths to feed, the musclemen weregoing to have a real horny time of it.Neil and Warren finally managed to impale me in the spit-roast position. However, they didn’t do a very good jobof it.’This ain’t gonna work,’ Neil complained. ‘Let’s stretchhim out on the floor and get Saka to as-salt him. We canthen fuck him properly.’I was dropped on the floor again, which was now becominga habit with these two bastards.’Stop complaining,’ said Warren, as Saka began sprinklingtable salt over my back and arse. ‘Those rosy red arse-cheeks need as-salting.”It stings, it fuckin’ stings,’ I cried out. ‘Tell him tostop.”No chance, bum-boy,’ said Warren. ‘We like to hear wimpslike you squeal. It makes us wanna fuck you all the more,especially when you beg us not to.”Now up on your hands and knees, turd,’ Neil ordered. ‘Iwant to fuck you piggy style.’As I did so, Neil grabbed hold of my hips and pressed hisknob against my anus. He then thrust forward with all hismight and lanced my arsehole with his rigid length.My moans of pain echoed round the room, and continued asNeil began pumping away at my burning hole.’Piggy style, fucking great!’ he boomed. ‘Let’s hear somegrunting and squealing, turd.’I did my best to comply with the order; and as I did so,the blond beefcake released my hips and slapped my arse-cheeks with his powerful hands.Tears of pain and joy streamed down my face as Neil’smanhood took possession of my inner sanctum; his throb-bing cock had stretched my anus to the full. I was nowbeing power fucked by a predator with a super fit bodyand an insatiable appetite for the weak and willing, andnot so willing, of this world.’This hole is schoolboy tight,’ said Neil to Warren.’Yeah, but it ain’t gonna stay that way,’ Warren repliedsourly. ‘It’ll be gaping by the time you’ve finished withit.”True, true,’ said Neil with a raffish smile. ‘But itwon’t stay that way for long. It’ll be super tight foryour hump, if you give it time to recover.”Bollocks to that,’ Warren snapped. ‘I’m gonna use hismouth.’The sound of naked bodies pounding against naked bodiesfilled the air, and mixed in seamlessly with the slappingand slurping that was going on. I was now firmly weddedto the blond beefcake and sweating like a pig. His man-hood was buried deep inside me and about to give up itsseed. It was then that a switch in my head flipped overand turned me into an Adam-like submissive. Suddenly Iwas their creature, and no longer wanted to escape. Thepain and abuse was clearly necessary; I could see thatnow. It simply added to the pleasure of being fucked bythese powerful predators.I gasped and crossed my eyes as Neil’s seed filled myinner sanctum. ‘Lumme,’ I thought, ‘this is fucking awe-some sex.’ My whole body shuddered as the release of seedtriggered an almighty high. The shockwave knocked me forsix, and as I gasped again, Warren forced his rigid steminto my mouth.Boz cast his eye round the room and saw four white wimpsbeing face-fucked and humped by his muscle-bound friends.Each wimp was down on his hands and knees, servicing twohard-standing cocks. Only he and Saka were sitting on thesidelines, looking on.’You’ve done well, Saka,’ said Boz. ‘These bum-boys areall good performers. Even the old one can take a fearsomepounding.”They are soft and weak, so they always do what we want,’said Saka, grinning. ‘The tribe will be lining up to fuckthese oyinbos [peeled bananas]. We never had three onoffer at once.”So when will I get my tribute?’ Boz asked.’Two weeks, sir. The money will be paid in two weeks.”Good. And I get to take all these oyinbos off your handswhen you find fresh meat?”Yes, sir. You can have them in two or three weeks’ time.It won’t take Kola long to snare another oyinbo for thepot.’

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