Beyond Repair
Rating: R/Adult/NC17
Pairings: Jenson Button/Sergio Perez
Summary: Jenson want’s to corrupt his innocent team mate so he invites him to a party, only to find out it’s too late to corrupt Sergio
Disclaimer: None of it is true, just the product of a deranged mind
Jenson Button looked around the main room of the executive suite of the ‘Exclusive Hotel’ (read high-class brothel) that was hosting the ‘End of Term’ party in Sao Paulo. He sighed as he spotted the one person he never expected to still be here, his soon to be team-mate Sergio Perez. Questions had been asked when he insisted on adding him to the guest list, the others had laughed when he insisted Checo had ‘Potential’, what he hadn’t told them was the real reason he had invited him, he wanted to corrupt the sweet and innocent Mexican. He was surprised the others hadn’t guessed what he was up to, it’s not as if it was the first time he’d corrupted young drivers. Hell half the drivers here tonight had been in his hands for at least half of their first season. Checo had slipped under his radar as he was busy with Daniel, it had taken a lot longer to finally mould him into shape but now, he watched with pride as Dan, laid over a low table, was being fisted by Michael.
Checo was sitting in a seat trying not to let his mouth hang open at the scenes unfolding in front of him; he’d heard rumours about some of the drivers and the parties they gave. He’d even tried to find out more but no one was saying anything, he guessed that the first rule of this club was no-one talks about this club. He winced at the sound of flesh being beaten, Romain was shackled to a rack in the middle of the room and Mark was thrashing him with a riding crop. Checo sighed; Mark was doing it all wrong, to inflict the maximum pain you needed to use a bamboo cane, although using a crop didn’t leave as many marks, which was probably the point. Checo smirked he’d like to give Romain a good thrashing for all the problems he’d caused this season, he could guarantee that he’d not be able to sleep on his back, let alone sit for a week maybe two. He tipped the rest of his Tequila down his throat and relaxed; he smiled as he thought of his cousin Anita. Anita was a dominatrix, a highly sought after Mistress in the high-class dungeons of Mexico City. He’d always been fascinated by Anita’s tales of the kinky pleasures sought by government officials and the rich and famous, she’d taught him many tricks of the trade too. They’d even become partners for a few years when Checo needed the money to finance his racing career, she was still the first person he visited when he returned home, she’d love this he thought.
“I’m glad you could make it,” a voice said in his ear, Checo jumped and turned to see Jenson grinning at him,
“Interesting party” Checo replied. Jenson’s eyes widened a little,
“You think so?” he replied, he’d half expected Checo to bolt as soon as he realised what was going on, maybe he wasn’t so innocent after all, Jenson was determined to find out more. Jenson beckoned a masked man over
“A large Tequila and a large Scotch, quickly” he barked, the man bowed and scurried off. Checo was sure he knew the masked man but couldn’t quite figure out who it was. Jenson saw him looking and smiled,
“Paul loves being a slave, if he’s good he’ll get his reward later, but only if he’s a good boy,” he said as Paul returned with the drinks, he tweaked one of Paul’s nipples and squeezed his cock, “good boy”
“Thank you sir” Paul replied as Jenson and Checo took their drinks. Jenson had noted that Paul as a slave hadn’t at all fazed Sergio or Michael fisting Dan, he seemed more interested in Romain being punished, something to be pursued, maybe?
“Romain isn’t a member, he really is being punished for being a complete twat this year” Jenson remarked, Checo nodded, Romain deserved every lash. Fernando was now dealing out the punishment, slapping Romain’s ass. Checo sighed; Fernando’s hand was going to be sorer than Romain’s ass,
“You can have your turn with Romain later” Jenson whispered “but first I’d like to show you around, give you a taste of what we can do to release the inner tensions”. Checo smiled back,
“I’d like that” he replied,
“But first” Jenson flicked the collar of Checo’s shirt “this will have to come off, you’re the only one still clothed, apart from those who have to be of course” he murmured. Checo glanced about him and then looked at Jenson, he hadn’t realised that he was totally naked, how easy it was to slip back into those days he left behind with Anita in Mexico City. He smiled at Jenson and handed him his glass as he slowly stripped off his clothes, Jenson licked his lips, Checo didn’t need corrupting, he was sure of that now but he sure as hell was determined to find out what made him tick. Checo let his eyes travel over Jenson’s body and wondered what the smooth, pale skin would be like with the red marks that his favourite cane left, he relaxed, he could finally let that part of him out again, he’d missed it so much. He took his drink from Jenson,
“Shall we?” he replied, Jenson smiled,
“Follow Me,” he said.
The first room they came to was full of drivers sucking cock, the sounds made Checo catch his breath, too long, far too long had it been since he’d had his cock sucked by someone so enthusiastic,
“Sebastian is the best cocksucker in the paddock, closely followed by Dario,” Jenson said. Checo looked; Sebastian was on his knees devouring the cock of Rocky, his engineer. On the chaise, Dario Franchetti lay with his head hanging down, as Petter Solberg fucked his throat.
“Dario’s got no gag reflex I swear,” Jenson broke off as he kissed Gary Paffett passionately “would you like to try?” he said as he came up for air. Checo nodded and looked around the room, trying to decide who he’d like to suck his cock. Grunt’s and colourful cursing in a language he didn’t know filled the room,
“Lucky you, Dario’s free now” Jenson remarked as the tall Norwegian rally driver walked past them, he grinned at Jenson and patted Sergio on the ass,
“Looking forward to this” he said as he left.
“I thought this was just for F1 drivers,” Checo said,
“It used to be but we opened it up to all drivers, variety being the spice of life and all that, it’s mostly F1, Indy, DTM and WRC, sometimes we get MotoGP but not often” Jenson replied. They stopped at the chaise and Checo gazed down at Dario’s slack jaw, abused lips and cum smeared face, he was a beautiful sight. Dario opened his mouth and Checo slipped his cock between his lips, Dario swallowed and Checo gasped, Jenson wasn’t lying about his lack of a gag reflex. He started thrusting his cock deeper down Dario’s throat, his balls slapping at his face, his eyes fixed on Jenson swallowing down Dario’s cock. Checo could feel his orgasm building, Dario was coming, he could see his cum filling Jenson’s mouth, dribbling from his lips and splashing on to his chest. He forced his cock as deep as he could into Dario’s mouth, his come going straight down the Indy Champion’s throat, he pulled his cock out letting the last of it spill over Dario’s face.
“Thank you” Dario murmured as he wiped the come from his face and sucked it off his fingers. Checo stroked his face,
“My pleasure” he said and kissed him,
“Ready for the next one or would you like five minutes?” Jenson asked,
“I’m ready” Checo replied.
In the next room a group of drivers were lounging around taking it in turns to fuck a man tied to the bed, those not involved were sucking cock, or stroking their own, it was all very relaxed. Checo watched as a man who’d been stroking his cock very hard suddenly thrust it into the man on the bed, pounded his ass a couple of times and came deep inside. He pulled his cock out and let the last few drops splash around the puckered hole, he then picked up a pen and made a mark on the buttocks of the man on the bed, Timo Glock then crawled up to the bed and began to lick the cum from the man’s ass.
“Timo love to felch, doesn’t like to swallow cum when he sucks cock but will eat it out of any hole” Jenson whispered, Checo looked at Timo who devoured the man’s hole, the man on the bed whimpered and pulled at the restraints, Checo noted, with satisfaction, at the way the man was tied up. He was on his back, his feet were tied to his biceps and his hands were tied together, behind his knees, it looked painful, but the man wasn’t uncomfortable at all.
“He’s...um...very flexible” Checo remarked, Jenson chuckled,
“That’s Sebastien Loeb; the Rally Champion for God only knows how long, he used to be a gymnast”. Checo nodded, that figured, “would you like to indulge?” Jenson asked,
“Yes” Checo replied. Jenson took his cock and stroked it,
“The rule is you have to be at the point of orgasm before you can fuck his ass and then spill everything you have in him, leave a mark to let us know you’ve cum, then let Timo suck your cum out of his ass. His record is twenty, twenty loads of cum in his ass, I was there, it was dribbling out of his ass and down his thighs, I couldn’t resist, I had to lick them clean,” Jenson whispered. Checo whined and thrust his cock into Jenson’s hand,
“Is that your kink, licking cum from thighs” he murmured, Jenson shook his head,
“I have so many kinks, having my ass stretched by dildo’s, bottles and fists, a good spanking, voyeurism, rough fucks but my favourite is corrupting the innocent, that’s the real reason I invited you here, to corrupt you but I’m too late aren’t I” Checo nodded. “I saw you watching Mark thrashing Romain, I saw the distain on your face, I thought you didn’t like BSDM but it was the way Mark was doing it you didn’t approve of” he said, Checo nodded again,
“My cousin Anita is a Dominatrix, she taught me everything, I worked with her for a while, when I was building up enough money to race” he replied. Jenson kissed him hard
“Oh God I can’t wait to see that” he said, Jenson gasped as a hand started pulling his cock, they both looked up to see Vitaly grinning at them,
“I was wondering what kept you,” he said. Jenson leant back and ground his ass against Vitaly,
“I was showing Checo around, he wants to cum in Sebastien so I’m preparing him” Jenson replied
“He’s so very loose now, I’ve had him 3 times already” he looked hungrily at Checo “I want something tight” Vitaly replied. Checo leaned over and kissed Vitaly hard, tongues battled and lips were bitten.
“You want my ass?” Vitaly nodded “good because I want your cock” Checo said, they both looked at Jenson who nodded,
“Remember, you must come in Sebastien’s ass,” he said. Vitaly pulled Checo over towards the bed and pushed him face down, he hissed as cold, slick fingers stretched his ass, he moaned with pleasure as Vitaly’s cock thrust into him, he whimpered as the silk sheets caressed his cock. He looked up at the at Sebastien who was watching them, eyes wide and lips dry, he looked at the way his cock was bound, obviously he wasn’t allowed to cum until he was told. Checo smiled cruelly as he reached for Sebastien’s foot, he gently applied pressure in a certain spot and listened with glee as he wailed piteously, pleasure coursing through his veins but not able to release it. Checo could feel his own pleasure rising, he had to warn Vitaly,
“I’m going to cum” he said. Vitaly pulled out of his ass and Checo crawled towards the foot of the bed, he trust his cock into Sebastien’s ass, his muscles clenched around his cock. Checo pounded his ass a couple more times and came hard, filling the Frenchman’s ass, as the last of his seed flowed, he felt himself being pulled aside, he looked up and saw Vitaly beating his cock hard, it was his turn to come in Sebastien’s ass. Checo picked up the marker pen and left a mark on Sebastien.
“Had fun?” Jenson asked Checo nodded “ready for more?”
“Let me get my breath back” Checo replied, his head was spinning,
“Next stop is the dungeon; I think you’ll have the strength for that, won’t you?” Jenson remarked, Checo’s eyes darkened,
“Lead me to it” he replied, Jenson kissed him,
“I was hoping you’d say that” he said. Checo looked back as Jenson led him away, Sebastien was thrashing, as much as he could, on the bed, Timo was feasting on two lots of come dribbling from his ass and Vitaly was sucking hungrily at Timo’s cock, all was well.
Jenson led Checo downstairs to the basement, straining his ears he could hear the sound of flesh being struck and moans of pleasure,
“That’s Kimi and Heikki, Kimi has been doing this for years, I don’t think you’ll find much fault with his technique,” Jenson said, Checo nodded, everything sounded ok so far. He pushed the door open “Knock knock” he said as he entered. Checo let out a small moan, Heikki was hanging upside down, Kimi, a Cat O’ Nine Tails in his hand, was lashing Heikki’s back, thigh’s and ass. Heikki was moaning and begging for more, Kimi stopped and started sucking Heikki’s cock, Heikki returned the favour,
“Heikki’s reward” Jenson remarked. Moans were ripped from the throats of the two Finn’s as their orgasms crashed over them. Kimi lowered Heikki to the ground and untied him; he muttered something in his ear, kissed him and Heikki was led away,
“What’s he doing here?” Kimi demanded,
“He’s a bit of a pro in the BSDM department apparently, I wanted to see what he could do” Jenson replied. Checo had wandered away and was looking at the various whips, cane’s and crops on the table, lovingly caressing each one as he picked them up and tapped his palms with them, testing them out.
“Are these yours?” he asked Kimi
“No, they belong here” Kimi replied cagily,
“Oh, a rosewood cane, Anita has one of these, soft enough not to bruise but enough sting to cause pain, it was always my favourite” Checo exclaimed as he examined the cane in his hand.
“Use it on me,” Kimi said, his frosty demeanour now vanished,
“Are you sure?” Checo asked,
“Yes, tie me up and beat me with that cane, you make it sound so wonderful” Kimi murmured.
Checo wandered around the room, spying out the land, he collected everything he needed and began to bind Kimi to a lattice frame that covered one wall. When he was satisfied with his work, he lifted the cane high in the air and bought it down hard on Kimi’s ass, Kimi yelped in pain.
“SILENCE” Checo commanded as he bought the cane down again, Kimi muffled his cries as Checo whipped him shamelessly. Kimi begged for more so Checo tried all the other cane’s as well as finally slapping his much-abused ass.
“Oh you’re good,” Kimi whispered as Checo untied the rope that bound his wrists to the lattice frame,
“Thank you” Checo murmured back.
“Now fuck me” Kimi said, Checo grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back,
“Say please” he demanded,
“Please fuck me, please,” Kimi pleaded,
What about Jenson, does he get to fuck you too?” Checo said,
“Yes yes, just fuck me, please, both of you, either of you, I want to be fucked” Kimi said.
“You heard the dirty little whore, Jenson he wants to be fucked by us both” Checo replied, Jenson pouted
“But I want to fuck you” he grinned,” how about I fuck you as you fuck him, a Mexican sandwich” he replied, Checo smiled,
“Yes” he said.
Kimi was shackled to the table, Jenson prepared him as Checo watched, slowly stroking his cock as he watched the two older drivers, he was so pleased that he’d accepted Jenson’s offer, he didn’t have to hide his predilections any more, he could be very happy among these drivers.
“He’s all ready for you” Jenson said, Checo kissed him and tugged on his cock
“Good boy” he murmured, Jenson kissed him back with fervour,
“I’m so glad we’re team mates now” he replied. Checo slid his cock slowly in to Kimi’s ass, teasing and torturing him, Kimi moaned and pleaded with him to fuck him hard. Checo felt Jenson’s fingers slip into him, stretching him so he pulled his cock almost out of Kimi’s ass and rocked back onto Jenson’s fingers, fucking himself on them. Jenson pushed his hand between Checo’s shoulders and rammed his cock in. The sounds of skin on skin and moans of pleasure bounced off the walls as the three men fucked hard, Jenson pulled out of Checo and went to stand at Kimi’s head, Kimi sucked on Jenson’s balls as Jenson jerked off, his cum landing on Kimi’s throat. Checo pulled out too and forced his cock into Kimi’s mouth, pumping his come down the Finn’s throat,
“Want to come” Kimi gasped,
“Should we let him?” Jenson asked,
“Yes, he’s been very good, he deserves to” Checo replied. Jenson whispered something into his new team mate’s ear, Checo nodded, knelt between Kimi’s thighs and licked his puckered hole, Jenson knelt too and began to suck Kimi’s cock. It didn’t take long for the sensations to overwhelm Kimi, he cried out as his orgasm slammed through him.
Later that night Checo sat in the main room watching the proceedings, Jenson was now on all fours lavishing Dan’s mouth as a large glass dildo was being slowly inched into his ass, meanwhile Dan was being rigorously fucked with a beer bottle. He’d also had his turn with Romain, using every trick he knew he’d reduced the Frenchman to tears, gathering murmured approvals from the other drivers as well as a few more invitations to show off his talents. He beckoned over another masked slave boy, he didn’t know this one, he had an American accent so he assumed he was from Indy, this one had a sign around his neck that said ‘If I fail to please, punish me”. He took a glass from the tray the man was holding,
“Uh-uh” he said as the man prepared to move away, he sipped the champagne, “my champagne is warm” he said as he picked up the riding crop that was laying on the arm of the chair and whacked him across the ass,
“Yes sir, thank you sir, it won’t happen again sir” he replied as he scurried away. He bought the crop down on the ass of the man his feet were resting on,
“I said don’t move” he admonished, Stefano Domenicalli whimpered,
“I’m sorry” he replied, Checo whipped him again for the sheer hell of it, he’d teach him to say he wasn’t ready for a big team like Ferrari.
Pairings: Jenson Button/Sergio Perez
Summary: Jenson want’s to corrupt his innocent team mate so he invites him to a party, only to find out it’s too late to corrupt Sergio
Disclaimer: None of it is true, just the product of a deranged mind
Jenson Button looked around the main room of the executive suite of the ‘Exclusive Hotel’ (read high-class brothel) that was hosting the ‘End of Term’ party in Sao Paulo. He sighed as he spotted the one person he never expected to still be here, his soon to be team-mate Sergio Perez. Questions had been asked when he insisted on adding him to the guest list, the others had laughed when he insisted Checo had ‘Potential’, what he hadn’t told them was the real reason he had invited him, he wanted to corrupt the sweet and innocent Mexican. He was surprised the others hadn’t guessed what he was up to, it’s not as if it was the first time he’d corrupted young drivers. Hell half the drivers here tonight had been in his hands for at least half of their first season. Checo had slipped under his radar as he was busy with Daniel, it had taken a lot longer to finally mould him into shape but now, he watched with pride as Dan, laid over a low table, was being fisted by Michael.
Checo was sitting in a seat trying not to let his mouth hang open at the scenes unfolding in front of him; he’d heard rumours about some of the drivers and the parties they gave. He’d even tried to find out more but no one was saying anything, he guessed that the first rule of this club was no-one talks about this club. He winced at the sound of flesh being beaten, Romain was shackled to a rack in the middle of the room and Mark was thrashing him with a riding crop. Checo sighed; Mark was doing it all wrong, to inflict the maximum pain you needed to use a bamboo cane, although using a crop didn’t leave as many marks, which was probably the point. Checo smirked he’d like to give Romain a good thrashing for all the problems he’d caused this season, he could guarantee that he’d not be able to sleep on his back, let alone sit for a week maybe two. He tipped the rest of his Tequila down his throat and relaxed; he smiled as he thought of his cousin Anita. Anita was a dominatrix, a highly sought after Mistress in the high-class dungeons of Mexico City. He’d always been fascinated by Anita’s tales of the kinky pleasures sought by government officials and the rich and famous, she’d taught him many tricks of the trade too. They’d even become partners for a few years when Checo needed the money to finance his racing career, she was still the first person he visited when he returned home, she’d love this he thought.
“I’m glad you could make it,” a voice said in his ear, Checo jumped and turned to see Jenson grinning at him,
“Interesting party” Checo replied. Jenson’s eyes widened a little,
“You think so?” he replied, he’d half expected Checo to bolt as soon as he realised what was going on, maybe he wasn’t so innocent after all, Jenson was determined to find out more. Jenson beckoned a masked man over
“A large Tequila and a large Scotch, quickly” he barked, the man bowed and scurried off. Checo was sure he knew the masked man but couldn’t quite figure out who it was. Jenson saw him looking and smiled,
“Paul loves being a slave, if he’s good he’ll get his reward later, but only if he’s a good boy,” he said as Paul returned with the drinks, he tweaked one of Paul’s nipples and squeezed his cock, “good boy”
“Thank you sir” Paul replied as Jenson and Checo took their drinks. Jenson had noted that Paul as a slave hadn’t at all fazed Sergio or Michael fisting Dan, he seemed more interested in Romain being punished, something to be pursued, maybe?
“Romain isn’t a member, he really is being punished for being a complete twat this year” Jenson remarked, Checo nodded, Romain deserved every lash. Fernando was now dealing out the punishment, slapping Romain’s ass. Checo sighed; Fernando’s hand was going to be sorer than Romain’s ass,
“You can have your turn with Romain later” Jenson whispered “but first I’d like to show you around, give you a taste of what we can do to release the inner tensions”. Checo smiled back,
“I’d like that” he replied,
“But first” Jenson flicked the collar of Checo’s shirt “this will have to come off, you’re the only one still clothed, apart from those who have to be of course” he murmured. Checo glanced about him and then looked at Jenson, he hadn’t realised that he was totally naked, how easy it was to slip back into those days he left behind with Anita in Mexico City. He smiled at Jenson and handed him his glass as he slowly stripped off his clothes, Jenson licked his lips, Checo didn’t need corrupting, he was sure of that now but he sure as hell was determined to find out what made him tick. Checo let his eyes travel over Jenson’s body and wondered what the smooth, pale skin would be like with the red marks that his favourite cane left, he relaxed, he could finally let that part of him out again, he’d missed it so much. He took his drink from Jenson,
“Shall we?” he replied, Jenson smiled,
“Follow Me,” he said.
The first room they came to was full of drivers sucking cock, the sounds made Checo catch his breath, too long, far too long had it been since he’d had his cock sucked by someone so enthusiastic,
“Sebastian is the best cocksucker in the paddock, closely followed by Dario,” Jenson said. Checo looked; Sebastian was on his knees devouring the cock of Rocky, his engineer. On the chaise, Dario Franchetti lay with his head hanging down, as Petter Solberg fucked his throat.
“Dario’s got no gag reflex I swear,” Jenson broke off as he kissed Gary Paffett passionately “would you like to try?” he said as he came up for air. Checo nodded and looked around the room, trying to decide who he’d like to suck his cock. Grunt’s and colourful cursing in a language he didn’t know filled the room,
“Lucky you, Dario’s free now” Jenson remarked as the tall Norwegian rally driver walked past them, he grinned at Jenson and patted Sergio on the ass,
“Looking forward to this” he said as he left.
“I thought this was just for F1 drivers,” Checo said,
“It used to be but we opened it up to all drivers, variety being the spice of life and all that, it’s mostly F1, Indy, DTM and WRC, sometimes we get MotoGP but not often” Jenson replied. They stopped at the chaise and Checo gazed down at Dario’s slack jaw, abused lips and cum smeared face, he was a beautiful sight. Dario opened his mouth and Checo slipped his cock between his lips, Dario swallowed and Checo gasped, Jenson wasn’t lying about his lack of a gag reflex. He started thrusting his cock deeper down Dario’s throat, his balls slapping at his face, his eyes fixed on Jenson swallowing down Dario’s cock. Checo could feel his orgasm building, Dario was coming, he could see his cum filling Jenson’s mouth, dribbling from his lips and splashing on to his chest. He forced his cock as deep as he could into Dario’s mouth, his come going straight down the Indy Champion’s throat, he pulled his cock out letting the last of it spill over Dario’s face.
“Thank you” Dario murmured as he wiped the come from his face and sucked it off his fingers. Checo stroked his face,
“My pleasure” he said and kissed him,
“Ready for the next one or would you like five minutes?” Jenson asked,
“I’m ready” Checo replied.
In the next room a group of drivers were lounging around taking it in turns to fuck a man tied to the bed, those not involved were sucking cock, or stroking their own, it was all very relaxed. Checo watched as a man who’d been stroking his cock very hard suddenly thrust it into the man on the bed, pounded his ass a couple of times and came deep inside. He pulled his cock out and let the last few drops splash around the puckered hole, he then picked up a pen and made a mark on the buttocks of the man on the bed, Timo Glock then crawled up to the bed and began to lick the cum from the man’s ass.
“Timo love to felch, doesn’t like to swallow cum when he sucks cock but will eat it out of any hole” Jenson whispered, Checo looked at Timo who devoured the man’s hole, the man on the bed whimpered and pulled at the restraints, Checo noted, with satisfaction, at the way the man was tied up. He was on his back, his feet were tied to his biceps and his hands were tied together, behind his knees, it looked painful, but the man wasn’t uncomfortable at all.
“He’s...um...very flexible” Checo remarked, Jenson chuckled,
“That’s Sebastien Loeb; the Rally Champion for God only knows how long, he used to be a gymnast”. Checo nodded, that figured, “would you like to indulge?” Jenson asked,
“Yes” Checo replied. Jenson took his cock and stroked it,
“The rule is you have to be at the point of orgasm before you can fuck his ass and then spill everything you have in him, leave a mark to let us know you’ve cum, then let Timo suck your cum out of his ass. His record is twenty, twenty loads of cum in his ass, I was there, it was dribbling out of his ass and down his thighs, I couldn’t resist, I had to lick them clean,” Jenson whispered. Checo whined and thrust his cock into Jenson’s hand,
“Is that your kink, licking cum from thighs” he murmured, Jenson shook his head,
“I have so many kinks, having my ass stretched by dildo’s, bottles and fists, a good spanking, voyeurism, rough fucks but my favourite is corrupting the innocent, that’s the real reason I invited you here, to corrupt you but I’m too late aren’t I” Checo nodded. “I saw you watching Mark thrashing Romain, I saw the distain on your face, I thought you didn’t like BSDM but it was the way Mark was doing it you didn’t approve of” he said, Checo nodded again,
“My cousin Anita is a Dominatrix, she taught me everything, I worked with her for a while, when I was building up enough money to race” he replied. Jenson kissed him hard
“Oh God I can’t wait to see that” he said, Jenson gasped as a hand started pulling his cock, they both looked up to see Vitaly grinning at them,
“I was wondering what kept you,” he said. Jenson leant back and ground his ass against Vitaly,
“I was showing Checo around, he wants to cum in Sebastien so I’m preparing him” Jenson replied
“He’s so very loose now, I’ve had him 3 times already” he looked hungrily at Checo “I want something tight” Vitaly replied. Checo leaned over and kissed Vitaly hard, tongues battled and lips were bitten.
“You want my ass?” Vitaly nodded “good because I want your cock” Checo said, they both looked at Jenson who nodded,
“Remember, you must come in Sebastien’s ass,” he said. Vitaly pulled Checo over towards the bed and pushed him face down, he hissed as cold, slick fingers stretched his ass, he moaned with pleasure as Vitaly’s cock thrust into him, he whimpered as the silk sheets caressed his cock. He looked up at the at Sebastien who was watching them, eyes wide and lips dry, he looked at the way his cock was bound, obviously he wasn’t allowed to cum until he was told. Checo smiled cruelly as he reached for Sebastien’s foot, he gently applied pressure in a certain spot and listened with glee as he wailed piteously, pleasure coursing through his veins but not able to release it. Checo could feel his own pleasure rising, he had to warn Vitaly,
“I’m going to cum” he said. Vitaly pulled out of his ass and Checo crawled towards the foot of the bed, he trust his cock into Sebastien’s ass, his muscles clenched around his cock. Checo pounded his ass a couple more times and came hard, filling the Frenchman’s ass, as the last of his seed flowed, he felt himself being pulled aside, he looked up and saw Vitaly beating his cock hard, it was his turn to come in Sebastien’s ass. Checo picked up the marker pen and left a mark on Sebastien.
“Had fun?” Jenson asked Checo nodded “ready for more?”
“Let me get my breath back” Checo replied, his head was spinning,
“Next stop is the dungeon; I think you’ll have the strength for that, won’t you?” Jenson remarked, Checo’s eyes darkened,
“Lead me to it” he replied, Jenson kissed him,
“I was hoping you’d say that” he said. Checo looked back as Jenson led him away, Sebastien was thrashing, as much as he could, on the bed, Timo was feasting on two lots of come dribbling from his ass and Vitaly was sucking hungrily at Timo’s cock, all was well.
Jenson led Checo downstairs to the basement, straining his ears he could hear the sound of flesh being struck and moans of pleasure,
“That’s Kimi and Heikki, Kimi has been doing this for years, I don’t think you’ll find much fault with his technique,” Jenson said, Checo nodded, everything sounded ok so far. He pushed the door open “Knock knock” he said as he entered. Checo let out a small moan, Heikki was hanging upside down, Kimi, a Cat O’ Nine Tails in his hand, was lashing Heikki’s back, thigh’s and ass. Heikki was moaning and begging for more, Kimi stopped and started sucking Heikki’s cock, Heikki returned the favour,
“Heikki’s reward” Jenson remarked. Moans were ripped from the throats of the two Finn’s as their orgasms crashed over them. Kimi lowered Heikki to the ground and untied him; he muttered something in his ear, kissed him and Heikki was led away,
“What’s he doing here?” Kimi demanded,
“He’s a bit of a pro in the BSDM department apparently, I wanted to see what he could do” Jenson replied. Checo had wandered away and was looking at the various whips, cane’s and crops on the table, lovingly caressing each one as he picked them up and tapped his palms with them, testing them out.
“Are these yours?” he asked Kimi
“No, they belong here” Kimi replied cagily,
“Oh, a rosewood cane, Anita has one of these, soft enough not to bruise but enough sting to cause pain, it was always my favourite” Checo exclaimed as he examined the cane in his hand.
“Use it on me,” Kimi said, his frosty demeanour now vanished,
“Are you sure?” Checo asked,
“Yes, tie me up and beat me with that cane, you make it sound so wonderful” Kimi murmured.
Checo wandered around the room, spying out the land, he collected everything he needed and began to bind Kimi to a lattice frame that covered one wall. When he was satisfied with his work, he lifted the cane high in the air and bought it down hard on Kimi’s ass, Kimi yelped in pain.
“SILENCE” Checo commanded as he bought the cane down again, Kimi muffled his cries as Checo whipped him shamelessly. Kimi begged for more so Checo tried all the other cane’s as well as finally slapping his much-abused ass.
“Oh you’re good,” Kimi whispered as Checo untied the rope that bound his wrists to the lattice frame,
“Thank you” Checo murmured back.
“Now fuck me” Kimi said, Checo grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back,
“Say please” he demanded,
“Please fuck me, please,” Kimi pleaded,
What about Jenson, does he get to fuck you too?” Checo said,
“Yes yes, just fuck me, please, both of you, either of you, I want to be fucked” Kimi said.
“You heard the dirty little whore, Jenson he wants to be fucked by us both” Checo replied, Jenson pouted
“But I want to fuck you” he grinned,” how about I fuck you as you fuck him, a Mexican sandwich” he replied, Checo smiled,
“Yes” he said.
Kimi was shackled to the table, Jenson prepared him as Checo watched, slowly stroking his cock as he watched the two older drivers, he was so pleased that he’d accepted Jenson’s offer, he didn’t have to hide his predilections any more, he could be very happy among these drivers.
“He’s all ready for you” Jenson said, Checo kissed him and tugged on his cock
“Good boy” he murmured, Jenson kissed him back with fervour,
“I’m so glad we’re team mates now” he replied. Checo slid his cock slowly in to Kimi’s ass, teasing and torturing him, Kimi moaned and pleaded with him to fuck him hard. Checo felt Jenson’s fingers slip into him, stretching him so he pulled his cock almost out of Kimi’s ass and rocked back onto Jenson’s fingers, fucking himself on them. Jenson pushed his hand between Checo’s shoulders and rammed his cock in. The sounds of skin on skin and moans of pleasure bounced off the walls as the three men fucked hard, Jenson pulled out of Checo and went to stand at Kimi’s head, Kimi sucked on Jenson’s balls as Jenson jerked off, his cum landing on Kimi’s throat. Checo pulled out too and forced his cock into Kimi’s mouth, pumping his come down the Finn’s throat,
“Want to come” Kimi gasped,
“Should we let him?” Jenson asked,
“Yes, he’s been very good, he deserves to” Checo replied. Jenson whispered something into his new team mate’s ear, Checo nodded, knelt between Kimi’s thighs and licked his puckered hole, Jenson knelt too and began to suck Kimi’s cock. It didn’t take long for the sensations to overwhelm Kimi, he cried out as his orgasm slammed through him.
Later that night Checo sat in the main room watching the proceedings, Jenson was now on all fours lavishing Dan’s mouth as a large glass dildo was being slowly inched into his ass, meanwhile Dan was being rigorously fucked with a beer bottle. He’d also had his turn with Romain, using every trick he knew he’d reduced the Frenchman to tears, gathering murmured approvals from the other drivers as well as a few more invitations to show off his talents. He beckoned over another masked slave boy, he didn’t know this one, he had an American accent so he assumed he was from Indy, this one had a sign around his neck that said ‘If I fail to please, punish me”. He took a glass from the tray the man was holding,
“Uh-uh” he said as the man prepared to move away, he sipped the champagne, “my champagne is warm” he said as he picked up the riding crop that was laying on the arm of the chair and whacked him across the ass,
“Yes sir, thank you sir, it won’t happen again sir” he replied as he scurried away. He bought the crop down on the ass of the man his feet were resting on,
“I said don’t move” he admonished, Stefano Domenicalli whimpered,
“I’m sorry” he replied, Checo whipped him again for the sheer hell of it, he’d teach him to say he wasn’t ready for a big team like Ferrari.