Down the Path

I hear the knocking on the door. Have my panties on under my shorts and tshirt. Nervously open the door and the man comes by me and I follow him into the living room.

He stops and turns. 'On your knees now'. He moves in front of me showing me his ID so he knows I know who he is in case he gets out of line. 'Tell me why you invited me here.' Looking down embarrassed to have to say it. 'I invited you here to treat me like a faggot Sir. I need a real man to come over occasionally and show me just how much of a fag I am.'

He lifts my chin with his finger then suddenly he slaps my face. Not hard but very stinging. 'And how do I do that faggot?'

'By punishing me Sir and making me suck cock Sir.'

'Get up and take your clothes off bitch.'

I get up and take my shirt and shorts off. Stand there in just my panties as he looks me over. He runs his hands over my body feeling me up. His hand on my ass over the panties feels so good. He finally makes his way to my balls and he takes them in his fist and squeezes lightly.

'What kind of man invites another man over and wears panties to boot. He can't be much of a man, can he?' He squeezes my balls a little harder. 'You aren't really much of a man at all are you?'

Going to my toes as he squeezes harder. 'No Sir I'm not really much of a man.'

'Then fucking stop acting like one. You walk and talk like a little fairy, you understand faggot?' squeezing a little harder.

'Yes Sir I understand,' I answer trying to sound a little more gay.

'No you don't but you will.' He moves behind me and fastens my hands with the Velcro straps laying there. He pulls me after him as he moves to the straight chair and I'm pulled down over his lap. 'You will understand faggot.' And he starts on my ass.

It hurts but I know I deserve to be treated like this. Trying not to cry as he spanks me hard. He talks to me telling me how he will be stopping over occasionally to help beat the man out of me and make me accept that I'm just a faggot sissy and needs to be used like one. I start crying, it's so humiliating to have another man make you cry. It drives home what a wimp I must be.