He walked over and picked up one of the dildos, placed it on the coffee table in front of me and told me to suck it. My cock throbbed and I'm sure that I looked like I meant it, worse, I did. I stared into the camera, "I'm a cock loving whore and I can never get enough cock in my ass or enough cum on my face". "Do it now unless you want everyone to know how much you loved it before, I'm just going to keep this between us unless you piss me off."
"Turn it on and tell the camera what a whore you are and that you can't get enough cock in your ass or cum on your face." I froze. "Don't worry, the camera's not on, I'm not going to film you." I breathed a sigh of relief and he quickly followed with, "You turn it on, you're going to film yourself." My heart dropped and I hesitated.
Now that I was facing him I was horrified, but shamefully aroused, to see that there was a video camera on a tripod facing me and on the couch there were several dildos. His words stung but there was no denying it anymore. "I thought you'd like that one you slut". I stared as they each began shooting their loads all over the guy on the table. A guy was on a low table with five or six guys standing over him stroking themselves.
He said "Go to the TV and turn it on." I did as he told me to and a porn film began playing. I felt my cock rising and tried desperately to think of something else to keep from getting hard. There was no point in trying to reason with him. He smiled, but it wasn't a friendly smile. I was terrified as I approached his house on Saturday night. What if he sent my story out to all kinds of people I knew? I didn't exactly portray him in a positive light, he had to be pissed, but I couldn't not go either. Obnoxious jerk, eh? You think I humiliated you then, wait until Saturday, asshole. We know a lot of the same people and if you don't want them all to receive a copy of your story with your name posted to it, you better be at my house at 8pm on Saturday. One day I received a note that I was shocked to find: Each day I checked my email for feedback. Some wrote to tell me how much they wish it had happened to them and others, my favorites, wrote to tell me what they'd do to me if they got the chance or even told me to do things to myself for them. Having the whole story posted on Literotica was just more delicious humiliation. The fact remained though that every time that I thought about it, my cock became painfully hard and I secretly craved it again. Over the next couple of weeks I struggled with accepting my bisexuality and just the idea of the intense arousal that I felt during my humiliation next to the river and with how much I had loved sucking cock and being fucked by that obnoxious bastard.
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