My story starts in the 1970s when I met Dave, a man in his late twenties when I was just twenty one. Being blonde and looking much younger than my age (I hadnt started shaving yet)I know now what Dave saw in me, but from my point of view the attraction was that Dave had a house to sleep in, rather than the cardboard box I had been used to. I cannot remember how we met, but when he invited me to stay at his two bed house in the city, I immediately agreed to do whatever he wanted. Little did I know what that would end up leading me to. Although his house had two bedrooms, the small room was crammed full of junk when I got there so the first night Dave suggested I sleep in his double bed. I was reluctant at first, but with nowhere else to go I agreed. My clothes were dirty and so was I so Dave suggested I take a bath whilst he washed my clothes. After washing I went downstairs covered only in a bath towel, and as my clothes were not dry I was forced to go to bed naked - something I hadnt done before, but Dave did all the time. Early the next morning I awoke to find Dave's fully erect prick right in front of my face. Instinctively I suppose I took it into my mouth and started to suck (I had been abused when I was younger). I was only half awake, but suddenly Dave jumped up and starting calling me a cock-sucking whore. He said that he would tell the cops. I told him it was a big mistake and that I would do anything if he didn't report me. He calmed down, and told me to just go back to sleep and forget about it. The next day, however, when I asked where my dry clothes were, Dave started calling me a whore again and said that he wouldn't give me my clothes back until I had made up for my mistake. He went out of the house leaving me naked and alone. With nothing else to do I decided to clean out the spare room in the hope of finding my clothes or something else to wear as much as for somewhere for me to sleep alone. There were no clothes, no food and no drink in the house whatsoever, but when I had finally tidied everything up I found a small single bed, with a distinct hollow to it covered in a plastic sheet that stank of stale piss. On each corner were four handcuffs. At this stage Dave came back and when I asked him about the bed he just laughed and told his cock-sucking whore to lay in it and find out. He forced me down, put the cuffs on my wrists and ankles and then proceeded to pee all over me. It stung my eyes and when I tried to call out in protest I got a mouthful of pee which he forced me to swallow. I begged him to stop and undo me, but he just laughed and said that my punishment for the night before was only just beginning. With me lying in his piss he then started to wank in front of my face, covering me with his spunk, before turning around, sticking his bum in my face and ordering me to lick his arse. He got angry when I delayed, so I did as he asked and found that as my tongue started to probe his hole, a salty tasting liquid began to seep out. It was then that I realised what I had really let myself in for. If you like I can go on and tell of the rest of my time with Dave and his numerous friends who over the months and years would all come to use me as their personal sex toy and toilet.