Tops Jon and Daryl have noticed how painpig is envious of their athletic bodies. The kindly tops decide to give painpig a physical training session so he can bulk up a bit. The tops can't be expected to train a badly dressed bottom....
Master Jon orders painpig to wear a completely new outfit for his training today. Lady's lingerie complete with high heels and a long blonde wig. Close to tears painpig can barely get his stockings and suspenders on properly, especially as he's being bawled out by the impatient Master Daryl.
Doing press-ups the tops have arranged something special for the useless cunt, a dog bowl filled with fresh smelly piss kicked under Candy's face. This will offer some inducement so as not to collapse into it....
Cage fighter Jon has a bout scheduled for later in the week and is training on the punch bag with Master Mo. A wimpy looking college boi has turned up after cruising outside a cinema earlier that day, looking for men's cocks to suck on. His luck was in and Master Mo invited him to visit. Now here he is looking at not one but 2 hard tops who he hopes will fuck him.
Mo takes the belt and wraps it tightly around boi's throat making his head go beet-red. He must then use his teeth to pull down Master Jon's shorts.
Maurice then pulls his mouth open while Jon fucks his throat causing college boi to choke and gag painfully but the tops continue regardless. Boi's throat is pummelled so much that he regurgitates....
Masters Mo and Jon are in a good mood. Finally sub college boi is going to have some meat put on his bones with a supervised brutal workout in the tops' gym.
First it's the punch bag. Making zero impression on the bag college boi earns a few mean whacks from Jon. Moving on to nasty pull ups and it just gets worse - the frightened sub has to endure verbal humiliation and more cruel whacks from the unimpressed tops. He doesn't fair much better on the treadmill with Master Mo menacingly behind him.
Finally fit to drop and soaking in sweat the poor bottom falls to his knees. The little shit stinks of sweat but subs aren't allowed in the tops' shower room. Instead Mo whips out his cock and college boi must bathe in fresh Master's piss.
His arse bright red from a recent thrashing painpig is dragged in to be fucked hard by Master Darren. The young builder sticks his rampant tool up the bottom's sore arse and begins happily thrusting away. The squealing sod can barely speak as Darren ploughs deep and fast into his arse. But Dave makes him describe his humiliation by giving him nasty slaps to the head.
Dave whips out his cock and demands to be serviced by the bottom's slobbering mouth. This BJ rapidly turns into a throat fuck.
Darren goes first, depositing tasty gobs of fresh sperm into the wretched bottom's mouth. Ordered to swallow Darren's mess his mouth then receives another present, this time from the soldier Dave.
Army PT instructor Mike is belting shit out of the punch bag in the gym while pathetic looking sub, blondie, is perving over him. Master Darren visits his mate and the 2 tops decide to introduce themselves to Mike's new admirer. Blondie can hardly speak as they get him on his knees and make him strip. The poor cunt has to reveal THE tiniest cock the tops have ever seen and becomes the target of nasty verbal humiliation from the laughing brutes.
It's only right that blondie should worship men with bigger cocks than he so first they make him bend over on the floor to kiss and lick Master Mike's boots then he has to beg for Darren's cock, getting whacked a few times before being allowed to sniff around the builder's bulge in his jeans.
Without any underwear Master Maurice's generously sized cock and balls bounce around freely in his shorts. He teases naked Tattoo, allowing him to sniff around his cock and balls. Mo can pull them easily up his arsecrack and buries tattoos face in his arse, instructing him not to cum without permission.
In walks Master Chris, straight from the rain-soaked rugby ground, his muscles covered in fresh wet mud and sweat. Chris shows the positions he gets into during the match on all fours with his sweaty arse pointing in the air. Tattoo is allowed to lick and sniff around Master Chris's muddy arse.
Teased, edged and desperate to cum Tattoo watches as Mo brings out a stainless steel chastity collar and fits it onto his raging cock.
His cock still harnessed by the chastity collar Tattoo enters Master Maurice's training gym for a session. The pathetic bottom pleads with Mo to let him cum. Is he stupid or something? All his pleadings do is tell Master Mo just how desperate he is.A rope pony bit is tied tightly into the bottom's aching jaw. With Master Mo bouncing merrily on his back Tattoo is to give him a ride. The top controls the pony's direction with the rope reins and the speed with the crop. To begin with Tattoo has some strength so Mo only has to tap him lightly with the crop across his exposed arse. But the crying bottom is soon exhausted, and despite clear warnings he collapses. Interrupting the Master's ride is of course punishable and some swift & nasty lashes rain down upon the lazy cunt...
One way to keep painpig in line that is also immense fun for the tops is a canine electric shock collar. Built to deliver unbelievably painful bolts of pain through thick dog fur this excruciating remote controlled collar is the perfect solution for tops to control their human subs indoors and outdoors. Darren and Dave leash painpig with one and quickly enjoy using it up to its most powerful setting making them both laugh as his body contorts in sheer pain at the flick of a switch.
Painpig flinches as he is ordered to suck on Master Darren's dick. With skin glowing hot and still receiving a good lashing from Dave the lucky bottom has the pleasure of Darren's cock growing erect and rock hard in his slobbering mouth...
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