I was lying on my back  I the Master bedrrom  my faggot face looking foward, eyes shut. I quickly woke when Bob, my owner  lifted me off the bed with one arm, holding me so my feet didn’t quiet touch the floor.  I tried to speak but  Master Bob had his hand around my throat and I couldn’t.  My owner threw me to the floor against the wall.  I hit the wall hard and looked up at  him in pure shock.

“Master?” I whimpered, from the floor.  He walked over to where I  was and put his foot on my  stomach and said, “What the fuck did I tell you about lying to me you little queer” I curled over in pain as his foot slammed into my  naked flesh. He knocked the wind out of me but proceeded to kick me some more. Kicking me in my ribs I screamed like a little faggot. Then my owner leaned down and grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to his feet. I was crying from the pain but Master pulled my hair up and stretched me to my full length and once he had me standing he brought his other hand back and began slapping my faggot face hard and again knocked me to the floor crying.

He  brought his  heavy work boot up and pushed it down onto my soft  little cock and balls, squeezing them under the pressure of his boot. Again  this gay boy, screamed in pain, tears flowing freely down my soft  twink cheeks. I tried to beg  him to stop but the words would not form on my lips, due to the pain. “I told you, don’t fucking lie, that’s all I asked of you faggot, don’t…” he  screamed as he twisted his boot on my gay cock.

“Fucking…”he added as he  twisted it back the other way. “Lie!” he yelled down at me. He moved his boot from my cock and walked towards the door, I was unsure of what he was going to do next but then I spoke.  “M…Master (sob) master, please (sob)…I didn’t…” I started to say.  He heard the words ‘I didn’t’ and he saw red and  ran back to where I was laying on the floor and he kicked me hard.

I flew through the air and landed hard on the wooden floor. I screamed in pain, wrapping my arms around my bruised ribs.  He walked back to the door, still raging with anger. Master stood in the door way and looked back at me, lying on the cold hard floor in the fetal position, crying like  the little cocksucking faggot i was.

" you little queer crawl over here and get on your knees." Master commanded. I got on all fours and crawled to my owner, got on my kneees and opened my gay mouth. Master's cock was face level and he began to slap my face with his big hard cock. I knelt with my mouth open as he shoved his cock my mouth.  He me by the shoulders with both hands as I took all eight inches of his uncut cock into my mouth and down my throat.

With my mouth going up and down the length of his shaft,  Master  moved his hand under my balls and began to squeeze them  causing  pain to shoot throughout my young body. "Suck cock you faggot" He said as he fucked my face. Master  moaned and grunted as I sucked his cock and fingered his ass.  “Please sir,  cum,in my gay mouth” He pumped my face and drove his cock down my throat as I gagged on his cock. “Please master, pleaseeeeeeee make this queer swallow your hot cum”

He grabbed my hair even tighter as I felt his hot white cum shoot out of his  cock and into my hungry young mouth. I sucked as hard as I could, making sure none escaped from my lips.  He fired  his load and forced his cock as far down my throat as it would go. I swallowed every drop of his cum. The Master told me to bend over and spread my asshole. like a good gay faggot I spread my ass cheeks waiting for hard cock . . .