You wake up suddenly. You're still in the trunk of your/the biker's moving car. A strange feeling runs down your spine as a snake like object rubs your naked back, and you finally realise there's something in there with you, many things in fact. with your eyes already accostumed to the darkness you see what looks like tentacles moving around you.
Before you know it, one of the tentacles with a cock shaped tip shoves itself in your mouth and your already abused ass receives more then one tentacle at the same time.
You feel all the tentacles massaging your naked skin, covering it in a strange liquid. soom you feel arousal everywhere the tentacles touch you.
As the cock shaped tentacles fuck you hard another one wrapps itself around your own dick, and begings to masturbate you. the ecstasy is taking you over now and you loose yourself in the pleasure. You feel yourself come again and agian in what seems like days and days in that trunk. Fannaly exhaustion takes you over and you go back to sleep.
You awake with the sound of the trunk oppening and open your eye to see the biker grinning at you. with a pull of the leash he takes you out of the trunk, and your sensitive skin sends a wave of arousal to your cock, that you notice is rock solid and your front is covered in cum. To your surprise you realise the tentacles weren't a dream.
"If you want to know," the bike whispered in your ears, sending a shill down your back and making you even more excited. "The tentacles were another spell from the old cajun taught me. He said it could bring out all the repressed sexual desire inside men and make them lust for more dicks than they can handle. From now on you will crave my rock hard cock all day long, everyday."
The biker pulls you by the leash into what used to be your house, but it is now his. "Tomorrow begins your first day as a slave." He says, openning the front door.