"Okay, daddy. Yeah. Quick and mean."

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You can't help it - you want to get off, and the way he's talking to you turns you on something fierce. You didn't know you'd feel this aroused by a man treating you like a cheap whore, but there it is.

The daddy grabs you by the back of your neck and walks you through the dimly lit exit at the back of the hallway. Outside, there's a narrow alley with a large dumpster. It's dank and doesn't smell very good, and the lighting is even dimmer out here than inside the bar. The daddy bear pushes you against the wall, and you feel his hard cock press into your stomach as he covers your mouth with his bearded lips and rams his tongue into your mouth. You moan a little at the masculine man's rough hands, which grab you by the waist and turn you around.

From behind, he undoes your belt and tugs your jeans and underwear down with one rough yank. His rough hands rub between your ass cheeks, a finger pressing at your hole. You wince, and let out a little yelp.

You brace yourself against the wall. Your dick throbs, hard out in front of you, and the daddy wastes no time pressing up against you. His dick is hard against the small of your back. He reaches around you and tugs your cock in his rough hand. You moan.

"Just a fucking cunt, aren't you, boy? Nothing more than a hole for daddy to blow his wad?" He pulls on your balls.

"Yes!" you gasp.

He chuckles.

You feel shift behind you, and his voice growls, "Bite down on this, boy," and a cloth is pressed against your mouth. You bite on it, then wince. It smells terrible. You're about to complain when his hand presses the cloth against your mouth, and you breath deeply, surprised. The scent goes right through you, and you feel your knees go weak, and you stagger a bit. You feel your eyes roll back, and then there's nothing.

You come to sometime later, but when you open your eyes, you can't see. You realize you're blindfolded, and try to cry out, but your mouth is full of something rubber. Your hands are tied behind your back, and you're naked, leaning over some sort of padded surface. Your head spins, and your dick is rock hard... there's a metallic taste in your mouth, and you wonder where you are. You try to stand up, but your legs are braced far apart, and something has them tied that way. You make a muffled noise into the rubber gag, afraid.

Your eyes widen when you hear a digital "click" noise, not that you can see anything. You twist your head as the clicks continue, and hear a low voice chuckle. Someone - you assume the daddy - moves around you. You hear the “click” sound a few more times, and then you hear him typing on the phone. You make inarticulate noises into the gag. "Just a minute, boy," he growls at you. A moment later, you hear him put whatever device it was down.

"All right," the daddy bear says. "Now where we before you took a nap?"

He spits into your hole a few times, and then uses one rough finger to push his spit in, slicking you up. You moan at the feel of his finger inside you, ass growing sore as his finger roughly intrudes in your hole, and your head foggy from whatever it was he used to knock you out. You hear him undo his belt, and unzip.

"Gonna fuck you, boy," he growls. "Gonna ream you till you split."

A second later his hand slaps your ass, hard. You yelp into the gag, and the daddy laughs. "Get it nice and hot for daddy's dick," he growls, and slaps your ass again. You writhe, the sting of the slap echoing with a heat that blooms across your ass cheeks. He kneels behind you, and presses into your ass with his mouth, making you squirm against him, then stops again, fingering your hole - then out of nowhere, three more rough slaps crack against your skin. The alternating pain with the roughness of his beard and the heat and slick feeling of his tongue and fingers makes you crazy, and you're soon groaning and breathing hard into the gag. Finally, with a chuckle, he presses his body across your ass – you feel the weight of his hot hard dick against the small of your back.

"Gonna fuck you so hard," he says. "And you want it, don't you, boy?"

Your head spins, and you're so hard. You moan and writhe.

He rubs his cock up and down between your ass cheeks, and grips and tugs your waist until you rise up on your toes – an awkward position with your legs spread so far apart and tied to whatever it is he has you bent over. Then he grips your waist tighter, lines up his dick at your hole, and shoves in with nothing but the spit for lube.

He's thick, and his rough entry makes you cry out a little into the rubber gag, your spanked ass absolutely red with heat. He grunts, pushing himself in deeper, and you gasp in a breath. He chuckles, and you can feel his dick vibrate with his laughter. He leans over you, pushing his dick in further.

"We’re in one of those storage rental bins, boy," he says. "Be as loud as you can, if you want. Gag's just my way of making sure you don't say "no" to anything I want. Ain’t nobody to hear you."

You shiver.

Then he starts to fuck you with ruthless thrusts from the get-go. You grunt and moan and cry out but the sounds are muffled into the gag, and you wouldn't want him to stop anyway. Whatever he's drugged you with has you beyond horny, and the sensation of his cock beating your ass inside is incredible, and his rough grip and gravelly voice make you feel more submissive and boyish than you've ever felt in your life. Helpless in the hands of this daddy bear, you push back onto his cock until your legs grow weak and you collapse onto the padded surface, your hard dick rubbing into the padding. You’ve never felt like this – tied up, gagged, getting thoroughly fucked by his cock. Your ass is on fire, cheeks scorched by his hands, and your inside aches as his dick rams home again and again.

"Yeah, take daddy's dick, boy..." he growls as he fucks you. "You like daddy fucking your ass, don't you boy?"

You make a noise into the gag, and nod furiously. Your hair is wet with sweat, and you can feel drops of the man's sweat hitting your back.

"You want it meaner, don't you boy?"

You make a desperate noise, not even sure what you think. He laughs, and fucks you all the harder, squeezing your waist so tight you know there'll be bruises. Without warning, he pulls out, and you grunt in surprise and pain. His hand slaps your ass again.

"Just the start, boy," he says. "You're gonna take cock all fucking night! You want cock in you deep, don't you boy?"

You nod your head rapidly, and make a noise that's nearly a yell, and he laughs, pushing his dick back into you and thrusting a few dozen more times with rougher and rougher thrusts. He batters your ass for what feels like an hour, tilting slightly to the left or right now and then to make his dick rub different parts of your sore and burning hole. You’re covered in sweat, and you can smell his musk in the air of the small room. Finally, with a loud grunt, he shoves in deep and comes, spilling his spunk deep in your hole. You arch your back, your own cock so hard and aching for release, and feel his load fill your insides with wet heat.

He pulls out, panting, and lets go of your waist. He pushes two fingers into your ass, getting them slick with his load, and then uses his other hand to tug the gag away from your mouth just long enough to make you lick his fingers clean. Then the gag goes back on.

You hear a car on gravel. Your eyes go wide in the blindfold, and you try to turn your head, but balanced and tied up, you can’t do anything. The daddy laughs, and gives your ass a playful slap.

"Don't worry, boy," he says. "I invited them."

You hear car doors slam. You yell a little, and he laughs.

You hear multiple footsteps in the gravel, and then a new voice. “Well shit, look at that." You shiver, your ass in the air, sticky with cum, completely helpless.

"Yeah," the daddy bear calls. "I got cheap takeout."

Multiple men laugh.

You moan piteously.

"Well shit," the daddy bear says, slapping your ass. "You guys hear that? Boy just begged for someone to fuck his ass raw. That's what you're saying, right boy?"

You moan louder.

Another voice speaks up. "I can help with that. I like sloppy seconds."

They fuck you all night, though you never quite figure out how many of them there are - taking turns until you’re barely able to stay awake. After what must be hours, the daddy's voice tells everyone that he thinks you're done, and you slump against the surface. Just as you black out, you hear the men laugh, and the daddy say he knows just the place to leave you for someone to find you.

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