Reader discretion is advised, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and does not portray real events or real persons. All characters are 18 or older.
I was 11 when mom divorced dad, because he was cheating on her with another man. She was hurt and felt betrayed, and truthfully, so did I. Dad was 33 then and I didn't see him again until I was 19. I was working at a local garage as an apprentice mechanic. We had a regular customer, Roger Benton. He always drove a Mercedes.
He left his Mercedes in the shop for routine maintenance and asked if I would deliver it to his home when it was done. Benny, the owner assured Mister Benton that wouldn't be a problem. When it was ready, he handed me the keys.
"Go deliver it to him. He'll drive you back, because he always likes to make sure the car is running great before he pays."
Mister Benton lived in a very wealthy neighborhood, in a large 2 story house. I rang the door bell and he answered.
"Hi, Mister Benton. I brought your car back. It's all serviced and ready to go."
He smiled and invited me inside. It was a beautiful home with a huge chandelier hanging in the living room. He led me down the hall to another room and opened the door. I got the shock of my life! There was a naked man tied to a pull up bar. His arms were tied to the upper bar and his legs were tied to the bars on the floor.
There was some other fitness equipment around the room. An adjustable incline bench, a barbell bench, a parallel bar and a treadmill. Mister Benton placed his hand on my shoulder.
"I'd like you to meet Jason. He's your father and I'm his boyfriend. Don't worry, he is blindfolded, gagged and has ear plugs. He has no idea his son is standing here looking at him. As you can see, your father is into bondage and domination. He told me the story about the divorce and leaving you and your mother. Believe it or not, he regretted leaving you the most."
I stared at the naked man, looking at his features. It was my dad, but he was 42 now, but he did look very sexy all stretched out naked like that. Mister Benton walked over to him and pointed.
"Go ahead. Feel free to explore his body. He won't mind. Notice he is completely shaved. No hair except on his head."
I slowly ran my hands over my dad's smooth body. I knew he had no idea it was his son playing with him. A cord was tied around the base of his cock and wrapped around his balls. His cock was hard and the head was swollen. I ran my fingers over it and it made him shutter. His nipples were large and I couldn't resist pinching and pulling them. Again, his whole body shuddered.
I began to feel some anger, because I didn't understand why he would do what he did to us. I slid my hands over his ass cheeks and they here nice and round. Mister Benton placed his hand on my shoulder again.
"I think it's time we get back to the garage. I don't Benny to fire you for messing around."
I lived with that image of my dad hanging there naked, for the rest of the day and even into the night. So much so, I masturbated thinking about him while in the shower. That Saturday, Mister Benton invited me back to his house. I was hoping I would see my dad again, and he was there in all his naked glory.
Mister Benton and me sat at the table having coffee, while I stared at my dad. He was tied face down on the barbell bench. His knees on the floor and his legs spread open. A cord wrapped around his cock and balls and the other end tied to the bench. Mister Benton looked over at me.
"I suppose you wonder how your father and I came about. He works for me as an accountant in one of my companies. I could tell he was a submissive man when I first hired him. He was in need of employment, because the divorce had drained him dry. So, I hired him and over the last 8 years, turned him into a sex slave."
Mister Benton handed me a red butt plug and a tube of lubrication.
"Take this over there and insert it into his ass."
I applied the lube, then slowly forced it into his ass. I saw his body jerk and twist as it slid in. I looked down at his swollen cock and saw it was dripping. That made my cock got hard almost immediately.
Mister Benton walked over and removed the gag from dad’s mouth.
“I think it’s time your father sucked your cock. Fill his mouth with your seed.”
I slid my cock into his mouth. It was a great feeling to have a warm mouth wrapped around my hard cock. I had my cock sucked once before , when I was in high school. A friend of mine did it once in the front seat on my car.
I began to feel like this was pay back for all those years, then I fucked his face harder. All I could think of was making him pay. Suddenly, my cock erupted and I filled his mouth and throat with my hot seed. It felt so good!
I pulled my cock from his mouth and smiled. My sperm was all over his lips and was dripping down his chin, onto the floor. I thought to myself, the next time it will be in your ass.
Mister Benton handed me a 15” flogger.
“I think it’s time your father has a sound ass whipping. This will turn his red in a few minutes. Don’t worry, he likes it.”
It felt so good to give my dad’s ass a spanking with that flogger. I turned it red and I watched him ejaculate as I spanked him. Every time my dad was at Mister Benton’s house, he would invite me over.
That day, dad was tied to the parallel bar again. Arms tied above his head and his legs spread open. Clamps on his nipples and a weight attached to his cock and balls. His cock was hard and his balls were bulging against their sac. Mister Benton pointed to some weights on the table.
“Go ahead. Take one and add it to his cock and balls.”
In every session, I fucked his ass hard and then brought him to an orgasm. Sometimes I would do it more than once, depending on the time. Masturbating him by had was fun, but the vibrator was the best.
It made him shake, buck and twist all over. I loved to watch him shake uncontrollable as the vibrator pounded against his hard cock. Every week, I saw dad in a different bondage position.
This went on for over a month and I loved it. I began to realize, taking my anger out on my dad was giving him the satisfaction he wanted all along. I slowly began to not hate him for leaving us. I had learned how to make dad happy through punishment.
One day, I came to Mister Benton’s and dad was tied to the incline bench. Arms tied behind the bench and legs wide open. I saw the butt plug in his ass and the cord around his cock and balls.
I pulled the plug out and filled his hole with my hard cock and took my time fucking him. After dumping my load, I stepped back to watch it ooze out.
Mister Benton reached over and removed the blind fold from dad’s eyes.
We looked at each other, dad still had the ball gag in his mouth. Mister Benton placed his hand on my shoulder.
“He's yours do with whatever you want. I would keep him captive at his apartment for the whole weekend. Be creative, show him who his owner is.”
Dad had a nice apartment downtown, of course it belonged to Mister Benton but it was big enough for me and dad to live in. I jerked the leash that was attached to the collar around his neck.
“You are my sex slave. You call me SIR! If you don't obey me, your cock and balls, and even your ass, will pay the price.”
I showed him the 15” flogger that was in my hand. I thought I better use it now, just for fun.
END.
