Caught, Collared, and Broken: A Sub Boy’s Descent into Slavery

Hey everyone, I’m Himank from Delhi, and I’m back with another super kinky BDSM tale 😈🔥🌟. I’ve told lots before, and I hope you liked them 😜. This one is all made up, based on a sub boy from Mumbai who told me his wild secrets 🤫🖤. If you like it, give likes, comments, and share with your naughty friends 😏💌. Let’s jump into the bad dream! 🖤😈🔥

It was a hot sunny day in Mumbai, and school sucked big time 😓☀️. I, a thin 18-year-old sub boy named Aryan, got on the public bus to go home 🚌. The trip should take one hour, so I fell asleep like a fool 😴. Then, the bus guy shakes me hard. “Last stop, kid! Get off!” he yells 😡🚌.

I rub my eyes and look out – oh crap, this is not my area! 😱 I slept past my stop and ended up in some far away spot 🌆. My heart beats fast, I freak out 😰. “Uncle, where do I get the next bus home?” I ask, my voice shakes 😥. He just shrugs, like he don’t care 😒. “Wait 20 minutes at the stop, you brat,” he grunts and drives away 🚍.

The bus stop is empty like a ghost town, no one around, just the sun hitting hard like mad ☀️🔥. I am so thirsty, no water at all 😓. With 10 minutes left, I walk away to find a shop, but it takes me into a scary woods spot 🌳😨. Trees everywhere, no shops, nothing 😞. “Damn my luck, where is a simple water bottle?” I say to myself, sweat pouring down 💦🌳😓.

I keep going deeper, my throat dry like dirt, when—bam! A black rag smacks over my face from back 😵‍💫. “What the hell is this?!” I yell, but big hands pull my arms back and tie them super tight with rough ropes that cut my skin 🪢😖. Before I fight, the jerk throws me in a car like junk, and kicks my side with his boot 👢💥. All goes dark 😵‍💫🚗🖤.

When I wake up, the rag still covers my eyes 😣. My hands and feet are tied like an animal, and I feel a thick dog collar on my neck with a chain leash, cold metal heavy on my throat 🦮🔗. “Help! Someone help me!” I shout loud, but quiet all around 🤫. Then, big steps come near, and he yanks off the rag 😲.

There stands a brown skin guy, about 22, with long wild hair and a bad grin that makes my belly flip 😈😰. Around us? 3-4 huge dogs, all with collars and leashes like me 🐶🔗. I am on hands and knees, feeling just like one of them 😔. “Where am I? Who are you, you crazy jerk?!” I yell, throwing bad words 🤬.

He just smiles, cool and spooky 😏🖤. “Let me go, you sick trash!” I keep shouting. Slap! His hand hits my face hard, burns like fire, leaves a red mark 🔥😣. He grabs my hair, pulls it rough till I cry out 😖. “Shut your damn mouth, you little slut,” he growls, twists more to bend my head back 😫. I am so scared, tears fall 😢. “Please, don’t hurt… I do anything, just let me go!” Slap! Another hit on the other side, makes my eyes fuzzy 😵. “Stop crying like a weak whore,” he says, spits on my face to shame me more 🤮. I sniff and beg, “My mom and dad got cash—they pay you what you want!” 💰😭

He laughs loud in my face 😂. “Cash? Screw that! I got big plans for a useless slut like you,” he says 😈. He pulls my hair harder, slaps me once more, his rings scratch my skin 💍😖. “I sell your butt to a guy who wants a slave,” he says. “You be his pet forever, got it? Crawl, beg, take all he gives.” My heart stops—sold like a slave? No way! 😨💔 He unties my hands and feet but keeps the collar and chain tight, pulls it to make me choke a little 😣🔗. “Now clean up, you dirty pig. The buyer comes soon to check your junk body—every hole and bit 🧼😈.”

I am shocked still, like stone 😶. Then mad hits me – I push him hard and run for the door 🏃‍♂️. “Screw you!” I scream. But he is much stronger, grabs my collar, and throws me down like old cloth 😵. “You stupid pig, think you run from me?” He takes off his belt fast and whips me like crazy 😖🩸. Whack! Whack! The leather cuts my skin, turns it red and sore, makes thin blood lines on my back and butt 🔥😭. “Stop! Please, it hurts bad!” I scream, but he don’t stop, hits till I sob hard on the floor, body shakes from pain 😢. My school clothes all dirty, so he grabs them and rips them apart—tears shirt and pants with hands, leaves me bare naked in cold air 🥶😳. Now I am all out, shamed bad, my dick shrinks from fear 😨.

But the jerk not done 😈. He takes off his dogs’ collars and pulls them close 🐶. “Piss on this slut, boys!” he orders. The dogs do it quick, soak me in hot, smelly pee from all ways, warm wet hits my face, chest, even my open mouth as I gasp 🤮💦. Then he opens his pants and pees on me too, aims at my eyes and laughs like fool 😂. “This your new days, slave. Take it like the dirty dog you are, or get worse—maybe I make you drink it next 😈.”

I don’t want more hurt, so I nod soft. “Okay… I obey, master,” I say low, hate every bit, voice breaks from shame 😔. He lets me clean in a gross bathroom, water cold and yuck 🚿, gives me bad food that tastes like mud 🍽, and old rags to wear like a street dog—hardly hides my beat-up body 🧶😣. That night, I sleep chained with the dogs, feel like trash, their hair rubs my bare skin as I shake cold 🥶🐶. Steps wake me later. “Up, you lazy pig! Say hi to buyer right,” he yells, pulls my chain hard to choke me 😵🔗.

I crawl on hands and knees, shamed, knees scrape rough floor 😖. The buyer is a strict old man, looks rich and mean 😈💰. “Take off his rags,” he tells the kidnap guy. They rip them away, leave me bare, body full of marks and bruises 🩸. “Open your legs wide, boy,” the buyer says, makes me show my butt and dick full 😳. He checks every part—fingers my butt rough, pushes deep with no slick, grabs my dick and squeezes tight, shoves fingers in my mouth to test choke—while snaps dirty pics in ways like dog butt up, on knees like suck dick in air, and legs wide with holes out 📸🔥😈. “Good slut stuff,” he says with smile, slaps my butt last time then goes 👋.

That night, my body hurts bad, and fear keeps me awake 😰. What comes next? Can I ever get out this bad dream? 😢🖤

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Teaser for Part 2 (Chained to His Whims: A Slave’s Kinky Life Under a Cruel Master 👑😈): Oh man, It gets more wild when Aryan sees his new boss in that big house—more hits, make him give in, and some sick twists that make you wiggle! Read Here 😈🔒🖤

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