One, Two, Three

This is something I wrote some time ago.  Thought it might amuse some 
of you.

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	"Yeah, I know I sorta dropped off the face of the earth.  I 
was here the whole time.  How did I get here?

	"Well, about a week before I came to live here I met this 
guy.  He was really cool; we were sharing a table at a coffeeplace 
and struck up a conversation.  We were both planning on hitting the 
same movie so decided to go together for company.  He's really cute 
and all, and I rode with him there.  On the way he asked if I had a 
boyfriend and I said no, so we decided just to make this a date.

	"The movie we wanted to see was all sold out, even for the 
late show, so we decided to take in this other flick, some goofy 
looking romantic comedy...I think it had Jennifer Aniston in it, 
which is a sure sign that it blows.  So anyway, we walk into the 
theater and find that we're the only people in it.  The movie starts 
up and the best thing about it was the Star Wars preview.

	"About ten minutes into the flick his hand wanders over to my 
crotch and slowly unzips my pants.  I gripped the seat armrests and 
popped a massive woody right there.  His hand slipped down my pants 
and he gripped my balls, playing with them, sort of rolling them 
around.  Then he whipped out my dick and started jerking me off, real 
slowly, right there in the theater!

	"I moved a hand over to his groin but he put it back on my 
side, and told me just to lean back and enjoy it, so I did.  We sat 
like that for a good half hour, watching this horrible flick and him 
jerking me off.  We made out some, and he slid his hands up my shirt 
to play with my chest.

	"This good scene came up with a cute guy in it shirtless so 
we sat back to watch a bit, and after he went offscreen the guy went 
back to stroking me again.  When it looked like the film was about 
over, he sped up his hand, and after an hour of stimulation I came 
pretty quickly, into the popcorn bucket.

	"I told him it was the best movie I ever saw.  He laughed.  
We had a late dinner, and afterwards I offered him to go back to my 
place but he said he couldn't.  He got my phone number, though, and I 
thought he was brushing me off.

	"He wasn't though, and called me back two days later to ask 
if I wanted to go dancing at this one club.  I said sure, and he 
picked me up at my place.  We went and had a great time.  We got a 
little tired toward the end of the night and found a corner to make 
out in, right?  So there we are, tongues down throats, when I feel 
this hand grip my shoulder and pull me away from him.  Here there's 
standing this giant guy, shaven head, goatee, pecs bursting, lots of 
metal in his face, and he starts totally chewing out the guy I'm 
with, saying all this shit like 'How dare you fuck around on me, 
bitch,' and shit like this.  I try to apologize but he won't listen 
to me, and is just getting more and more pissed, right?  So finally I 
tell him to back off and he pushes me out of the way.

	"I get really pissed off and jump him, but he takes me pretty 
easily.  Security finally shows up and kicks us all out, so here I am 
stuck at this club.  The guy I'm with tells the big guy that he was 
my ride, so can they at least take us home, right?  I offer to just 
take a cab, but the big guy looks at me and says, 'Yeah, we'll take 
him home.'

	"So I get in the back of the car and nobody says anything.  
We drive generally toward my place but pull up somewhere else - here, 
actually.  The big guy gets out and orders the guy I was with to get 
in the house.  He goes off like a gimp, and the big guy literally 
pulls me out of the car and starts carrying me to the house.  I flail 
about but I can't even reach him.  He takes me in and down here, then 
tosses me in this cage, right?

	"Then he goes upstairs for awhile and I don't see him.  I 
just sit in the corner and rock, thinking this guy is going to kill 
me.  Instead he comes back down, ass naked except for this leather 
harness sporting an erection that would break me.  He's holding this 
cattle prod and tells me to strip.

	"I don't and he shocks me with the damn thing until I do it.  
Then he leads me, butt naked and scared for my life, out of here and 
into this big white room.  He tied me down to a bench and shaves my 
pubic hair off.  I yell and scream at him but he doesn't say 
anything; he just sticks me with a needle and then I relaxed.  
Everything was a little blurry but I was still awake; I just didn't 
feel like moving all of a sudden.

	"Time seemed to be passing really quickly, but he stuck a 
catheter in me, drained my bladder, then went to work removing my 
cock.  I don't really know how long it took him, but I remember him 
cutting around it right at the base and sliding it off.  He did a lot 
of shit inside me, and I remember him poking me a new pisshole.  Then 
he sewed me up and stuck me with something else so I'd sleep.

	"I stayed drugged for a few weeks, strapped to this table 
mostly.  I remember both the big guy and the other one a few times 
coming in to see me and feed me this nasty mush.  After about three 
weeks or so they let me out of it.  My crotch was mostly healed up by 
that point - the stiches had come out and it was just bruised really 
badly.  My balls were fine, just my cock was gone and instead I had a 
tube hanging out between my legs.  I could walk but it hurt.  There 
were some bruises on my head too but I didn't know what they were.

	"So, right then I was started on slave training.  They told 
me that I had signed over my rights of attorney to the big guy, who 
was Master.  The other guy was One.  I was Two.  Master told me my 
old life was gone now, but since I had messed around with his 
property then I was his.  While I was out he had removed all the hair 
on my body except for my eyebrows, and I had lost a lot of weight.

	"To make a long story short, he beat the shit out of me, but 
I deserved it, and after a few months I saw the light.  Master has 
shown me that I can't make good decisions, and really I'm lucky to 
have met him.  I really feel kinda sorry for him, I mean, he has to 
do all the thinking for all three of us.  He keeps us in good health, 
too - look at this muscle."  I flex my arm for you.  "He makes us 
exercise a lot."  We hear a noise on the stairs.

	"Well, I think that's Him coming now.  To wrap this up, he 
decided that we needed a Three, so he sent me out to find somebody.  
When I saw you at the club, Three, I realized that you would be 
perfect for us, so I brought you here.  Don't look at me like that; 
trust me, I know you'll like it here.  Once we get your cock off, 
we'll be one happy family."