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Chapter 10
You and Muscles as you have nicknamed him try to avoid
looking at each other, both of you absolutely hating being chained together so
intimately. You both pull back from each
other as far as you can without pulling too hard on your genitals. You may not want to sleep with each other,
but neither of you wants to spend the night with excruciating pain in your
genitals either.
Eventually you drift off to sleep. As you doze off you start to dream about
me. Being a guy your dream naturally centres
on sex. Without being aware of it your
cock hardens and starts leaking pre-cum.
You have also moved closer to Muscles in your sleep and your cock is now
pushing against his. You are brought
sharply awake when he head butts you. He lets out a torrent of abuse at you as
he is convinced you are trying to fuck him.
Although you are disorientated at being woken so suddenly and in pain
from being hit you are absolutely astounded that the abuse you are listening to
is in Dutch! When he stops for breath you
quickly speak to him in the same language.
This time it is his turn to look stunned.
You quickly explain that you were not trying to get off on
him. You were dreaming about your
beautiful Mistress who has brought you to this dreadful place to be auctioned
to the highest male bidder. He asks you
your story of how you came to end up here, and you tell him your story from the
start – your kidnap in the
‘Shit man, that’s my home!’ he says ‘I was out with some guys
from the ship ‘** ********’ when it was in the harbour there. One minute I was having a laugh and a few
beers, the next minute I woke up in some stinking shit hole with a chain around
my neck. I found out later that the girl
who set me up by drugging my drink thought I was a sailor from the ship.’
You are both shocked at the coincidence. You were probably taken on the same night and
by a gang of girls who obviously hate Dutch sailors.
(Unknown to you both is that the girl who kidnapped you is
part of a group who specifically target the armed forces. This is because important members of the
group have high powered civilian jobs within the armed forces. Once kidnapped, all the victim’s personal
details are wiped from official records.
The Commander of the ship is informed that the victim has been selected
for a secret mission and is now working for the Secret Service. The victim’s family is told a similar story
and informed that they may never see their loved one again because of the
danger of their family being kidnapped by terrorists. Although this is obviously distressing to the
families, they all accept what they are told without question. And that is why nobody has come looking for
you.)
You both continue talking about the things that you have
gone through since losing your freedom and of your former lives. You tell him that your name is
‘I can tell you what he’s doing’ you reply ‘he’s chained to
you by his balls!’ Muscles
looks at you in disbelief. You
can’t believe that this is your friend Dennis who you spent so many nights with
getting drunk and partying! Why didn’t
you recognize each other earlier? But
then, you think, neither of you was expecting to see someone in this place that
they had known over 15 years ago on an island thousands of miles away!
Neither of you sleep that night; you spend the whole night
catching up on what has happened to each of you over the last 15 years. When your talk of previous lives is exhausted
you discuss your current situation. You
both feel better knowing that you have support from each other.
‘Dennis I want to ask you for a favour’.
‘Ok friend, if it’s in my power to do anything for you I
will’.
‘As you know I am here because I whipped and raped my Mistress,
something I will never forgive myself for until the day I die, but what I want
to ask you is this: I noticed my Mistress
paying you a lot of attention today, and I admit I was jealous as hell, and I
wanted to beat you to a pulp, but I think that she is going to use the money
she makes from selling me to buy you for herself. If she does I want you to promise me that you
will look after her. That you will do
everything she asks of you without hesitation and that you treat her with the utmost
respect.’
Dennis looks at you in disbelief ‘you want me to treat with respect
the woman who bought your freedom and treats you like a dog!’ I’m sorry
Seeing how upset you are by this he says ‘okay, I won’t
promise to not try and escape, after all my freedom is the most important thing
to me as it should be to you, but I will promise not to physically hurt this
woman, and until an opportunity to escape comes up, I will look after her. Does that make you happier?’
You smile and say ‘I would make you shake hands on that
promise but unfortunately I’m a bit tied up at the moment!’ This makes you both laugh and the tension is
broken.
Before long a steward comes into the room and yells at you
all to stand up. This is extremely
difficult considering the way you are both chained to each other and with your
hands cuffed behind your backs. You both
grit your teeth at the inevitable pain that shoots through your genitals as you
try and stand up. When you are all
standing the steward orders you all to follow him. You both notice that the skinny guy is
chained by his ball collar to the most beautiful of the female slaves’
breasts. You both think the same thing how could a fucking ugly old guy like that
get chained to a stunning woman when you get chained to each other? They could at least have chained each of you
to a woman instead of each other!
You are led to a room where there are bowls on the floor
containing what looks like left over food scraps. It is your breakfast. The chain linking you to Dennis is removed which you are both relieved about. He may be an old friend of yours but being
chained to him is not good. Your relief
is short lived however as another chain is attached. This chain however, is 1.5m long giving you
more freedom of movement but meaning that you are still stuck with each
other. You are ordered to each kneel in
front of a bowl and eat. The slops in
the bowl look disgusting. You realise
that it is the left over food from the dinner party the night before. The dessert has been mixed in with the main
course and you know that it will taste vile.
You are sure that you can see some chewed up meat that someone has spat
back onto their plate. You fight the
urge to gag and lower your head, trying your best to eat the scraps without
either being sick – which you know you would be made to eat, or smearing your
face with food.
When you have finished you are taken to the communal
bathroom where you have to use the toilet while still attached to your
friend. You have been told that as there
is no toilet paper, if any of you has a shit their ‘partner’ will have to clean
their arse for them. As neither of you
has the use of your hands you know this means using your tongues. You are both horrified at the thought of
licking each other’s arseholes. You may
have been forced to do that to your Mistress before, but to do that to a
friend! You both resolve to try and
avoid having to shit for the rest of the week.
After you have all been forced under the freezing cold
shower your hands are re-cuffed in front of you with a longer length of chain,
to enable you to be able to carry out the work assigned to each of you; whilst
remaining in bondage. Dennis and you
have been given the task of clearing some of the land around the house of its
weeds and digging new flower beds. You
are both marched out of the house to the spot where you will be working. A metal cuff is attached to your left ankle,
above the cuff already there and a long length of chain attached to it. The other end of the chain is padlocked to a
D ring that has been embedded into a concrete post. You are left to your work without constant
supervision as the stewards know that there is no possibility of escape for
either of you.
A bucket of water has been left for you both to drink from,
the stewards realise that if you are not kept hydrated you will collapse and
will not be any use to them. You work hard for several hours, both of you
sweating heavily but not daring to stop for a rest, only stopping to drink the
water when you feel thirsty. Eventually
however, you feel the urge to shit and trying to hold it in is giving you
stomach cramps. There is no steward
around to ask for permission to go and you know you can’t hold it in much
longer, but then it occurs to you that if there is no one around to watch, you
can go where you are and bury it in the soil, wiping your arse with
leaves. You are sure Dennis will
appreciate not having to clean your arse for you! So while he keeps a look out for anyone
approaching you quickly relieve yourself and bury it
as deeply into the soil as you can. You
feel dirty doing it where you are as it makes you feel that you are no better
than an animal, and you feel depressed at how low you are sinking. You have no pride left anymore. Dennis realises from the expression on your
face how you are feeling and tries to cheer you up by reminding you of all the
things you both got up to when you were partying together.
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After many hours of hard work a steward comes to release you
and leads you both back to the slaves dining room
where you find another bowl of food on the floor. This time you are able to use your hands to
feed yourself with the leftover scraps of food that is your final meal of the
day. When you have finished you are both
taken to the bathroom and forced again into the cold shower where you are
ordered to wash each other. Although you
are good friends, doing this intimate thing to each other is embarrassing, but
you are glad that he is your friend and not a total stranger as that would be
even worse.
When you have finished showering, your linking chain is
removed and Dennis is led away. Hair
removal cream is applied to your legs and again to your chest to remove the
stubble that is growing back. The hair
on your genitals is also removed. Once
your body is completely hairless a razor is given to you with an order to shave
your face. Another party has been
arranged and unfortunately for you, tonight it is your turn to be the abused
slave. However, instead of being tied to
a coffee table it has been decided that you will be the centre piece of the
dining table. Your body will be covered
with food, and nobody wants to be eating your body hair with their canapés.
You are unaware of what is planned for you as you are led
into the dining room, but you know that something not very pleasant is going to
happen considering that you have just been de-fuzzed to have skin as smooth as
a woman’s. When you look down at your
cock you can’t believe how weird it looks without hair surrounding it, and you
know that it will itch like hell when it starts to grow back, but for now that
is the least of your worries. The dining
table has already been set with plates, wine glasses and cutlery, but tonight
there are no candles or flower arrangements adorning the centre of the
table. You soon realise why when you are
pulled across the room and ordered to lie down face up on it. Your stomach churns as you wonder what they
intend to do to you but you dare not refuse.
So you climb carefully onto the table and lie down, spreading your arms
and legs wide, as instructed so that your arms and legs can be tied to the
table legs. When you are secured a
condom is rolled down over your flaccid cock and then your cock is completely
bound with red ribbon. A butt plug is
forced into your anus, making you gasp in pain, and it is inflated to its
maximum so that you cannot force it out by pushing down on it with your arse muscles. You wonder why they have done this to you,
but once the other slaves start placing canapés and other food on your body,
you realise that they have bound your cock and forced the plug into you to
ensure that you don’t piss or shit over the food and ruin their meal. A small flower arrangement with a candle in
the middle of it is placed on your stomach as the centrepiece. An apple is pushed into your mouth as far as
it will go, forcing your jaw wide open.
It won’t be long before the ache in your jaw becomes unbearable, but as
you have been forced to bite into the apple there is no way that you can manage
to spit it out. You feel like a stuffed pig with the apple in your mouth and
realise that the intention is to make you resemble a pigs head on a platter.
When the guests enter, they clap their hands in delight as
they see you. You fight the urge to move
your head to see if I am one of them. If
you move and spill any of the food you know you will be in trouble. You desperately hope that I am not there
tonight. You would rather die than have your
Mistress see you looking like this.
For two torturous hours you are forced to lie there while
guests help themselves to food from your body.
When they are finished the guests sit back while they watch the skinny
slave climb onto the table and lick your body clean. You feel repulsed having his tongue flicking
over your skin but there is nothing you can do to stop him. When he is finished the guests leave the
table and retire to the drawing room for drinks.
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Your next job once you have been released is to be the
drinks trolley again. This time luckily
you don’t have to wear stockings or stillettos. Unfortunately, the stewards appear to have
forgotten that you still have a massive butt plug in your arse and that your
cock is tightly bound with ribbon. It
isn’t until the last guest finally departs and you are dragged to the bathroom
to use the toilet before you go to bed that the butt plug is finally removed
and your cock unbound. Unfortunately, it
is your friend who is instructed to do this for you and you are mortified at
having him touch you in such an intimate way.
By the look on his face he isn’t too happy about it either, but he does
as he is told rather than face a severe whipping.
As soon as the butt plug is removed you rush to the toilet
scared of emptying your bowels on the floor.
The steward supervising appears to have forgotten that your ‘partner’
should be cleaning your arse with his tongue, so you quickly use your hand, as
there is again no toilet paper. You then quickly wash your hands and the butt
plug clean using as much soap as you can.
You wonder why the steward had not forced you to clean the plug with
your tongue and assume that perhaps this steward is not as much as a sadist as
the others. The real
reason however, is that I have given instructions that under no circumstances
must you be forced to eat shit.
Cum and piss I consider acceptable for you to drink, because that is
something you will have to get used to anyway.
No Master or Mistress will take a slave who is not willing to drink
their juices. I have also instructed
them that you must not be severely whipped without my prior permission. Although I want you to see how awful life
will be like for you without me, I do not want you badly hurt whilst I own you,
unless you do something so dreadful that whipping is the only answer. However, as you are not aware of any of this
you are careful to try and obey all instructions. Anything to avoid the lash
of a whip that will tear your skin to shreds.
When you are finished you are returned to the slave
quarters, chained to your partner and left to sleep.
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For a couple of days the routine remains the same, you and
Dennis do all the hard work in the garden – not realising you have been given
this task as your owners want your muscles to be as big as possible for the
auction. The skinny old guy has spent
the week servicing the stewards’ sexual needs and doing the housework while
wearing his pink maid’s uniform.
Although you are both physically exhausted from the hard labour, you are
pleased that you are at least doing mens work rather
than sissy slave work. The evenings pass
the same, with different guests each night for you all to service in one way or
another.
One night you are promoted from drinks trolley to pussy
licker. This night is a ladies only
night. You are so glad that you won’t have to suck anyone’s cock. You are strapped face up to a workout bench, the
type where guys lie back and lift weights.
This is not for your benefit it is because it is comfortable for any of
the ladies who want to use your services.
They can sit comfortably astride your face without having to squat over
you straining their legs. To avoid you
becoming aroused, as would be highly likely considering the pleasant job you
have been given, the electric shock ball ring is removed and your dick is
forced into a chastity device. The finer
points of the device are explained to you by a female steward as she locks the
end of it around your balls. You have
never heard of a chastity belt for guys! You thought it was only girls who wore
them! But after she has finished
explaining it to you, you know that it will be painful for you as your cock
tries to harden. You are also horrified
when you realise that you can be locked into this device for the rest of your
life, and never achieve an erection again.
When you timidly ask her how you would empty your balls of sperm as
every male has to on a regular basis, she smiles and tells you how you can be
milked without the chastity belt being removed.
It doesn’t sound pleasant as it involves massaging your prostrate gland
via your arse. You shudder at the
thought and thank god that you only have to wear it for this evening, or so you
think………..
After your arms, legs, chest and stomach have been secured
to the legs of the workbench and the device locked onto your cock a blindfold
is placed over your eyes. You may have the
pleasure of tongue fucking lots of ladies this evening but you aren’t going to
be given the pleasure of seeing the women enjoying your services. You lie there for what seems like ages, with
your arms and legs becoming numb from immobility before you suddenly sense
someone standing near you. A sudden stab
of pain in your bollocks makes you scream.
The first clothespin of the evening has just been attached to your balls
by the first woman to mount your face.
Unfortunately for you she isn’t the lightest in weight of the guests, in
fact she is the heaviest woman there and she sits down facing your cock with a
heavy thump completely encasing your head in her rolls of fat. You instantly realise that this is not going
to be the best job at all. With her weight
pressing on your face you think your nose has been broken and it isn’t long
before you are struggling to breathe.
You are unable to make any movement to indicate your distress, and you
can feel the panic rising to an uncontrollable level. Oh my God you think you are going to
die! You always hoped you would die in
bed asleep in your old age, never in your wildest dreams did you imagine you
would be suffocated to death by a huge elephant of a woman! A sudden thwack across your thighs from a
cane makes you scream, but the sound is smothered by the huge arse covering
your face. Can’t anybody see what is happening?! The woman has hit you because of your failure
to stimulate her pussy. She is too
pissed to realise that she is suffocating you.
Just as you are on the point of slipping into unconsciousness a steward
notices and suggests politely to the lady that perhaps she would get more
stimulation from your tongue if she were to raise her pussy slightly. Dennis and the other male slave are called
away from their existing duties to help the woman remain standing by supporting
her weight. Dennis gives you a look of
sympathy but as you are blindfolded you can’t see it.
Once the weight has been removed from your face you suck in
a huge lungful of air to try to calm the panic rising within you. You really thought you were about to die, and
what a god awful way to go. Another
thwack across your thighs makes you cry out again. You have barely caught your
breath but the woman is impatient for your tongue, oblivious to the suffering
she has just caused you. Knowing you
have no choice and not wanting to risk being squashed and suffocated again you
slowly start to circle your tongue around her puckered arse hole, forcing your
face into the loose flesh to gain access to her hole, then slowly you flick
your tongue up and down her slit. Each
time she wants you to go faster or slower she hits you with the cane. After a while your tongue is aching and your
thigh is on fire where she keeps hitting the same spot. The pain in your thigh has cancelled out the
pain in your balls from the clothespin.
Just as you think you can’t keep going she suddenly spasms and cum
explodes out of her pussy soaking your face.
Her juices run down your throat and up your nose making you choke. The bitter taste of her juices makes you feel
really sick. The humiliation of giving
oral sex to a huge and probably disgusting woman in front of a room full of
women, some of whom were openly laughing while they watched the spectacle in
front of their eyes is too much and you start crying. As you are blindfolded the tears cannot
escape down your face but instead soak the cloth binding your eyes. You feel that you have reached your lowest
point and must surely be on the way to hell.
Over the next two hours you service eight more women, each
woman placing her own clothespin either on your balls or on the sensitive strip
of skin between your balls and your anus.
Each time you cringe with the fresh pain it brings, but you manage to
stay silent. Some of the pussies you taste are disgusting and unwashed while
others taste surprisingly pleasant, as if their owners take a great deal of
care over their personal hygiene, for which you are grateful to them, but each
woman tastes different. You wonder if
you would come to recognise which woman you were servicing if you licked each
woman more than once. After two hours your tongue feels swollen and is aching
beyond belief. You really don’t think
you can continue but dare not speak to beg for a break. You can just imagine what would happen to
you. They would probably dream up some
awful torture for you as punishment.
Maybe they would make you suck the stewards and male slaves
cocks. The thought makes you
shudder. So far you have managed to
avoid doing anything sexual to another man, although you know that on Friday
the day of the auction that will change.
From then on you will do nothing but suck cocks. You briefly wonder why you haven’t spent all
week sucking cocks. After all you can’t
imagine a guy wanting to buy a male slave if he is no good at giving head.
You are completely unaware that this is yet another order I
have left with the stewards. Whilst you
can be humiliated as they see fit, and I have no objection to you being tied or
chained to another male, you are not in any way to be used to service men
sexually. If you knew of my instruction
you would wonder why then it is my intention to sell you to a man, if not for
sex, what use would you be as a man’s slave?
Before you have a chance to think too much about the reasons
why, you suddenly feel a cold wet cloth gently wiping your face clean of all
the cum and piss, while a hand gently strokes your hair. You are startled by this small act of
kindness and even more so when your head is lifted up gently from the bench and
a straw is placed in your mouth to help you to drink a cool glass of
water. When you have finished you
automatically start to say thank you but a finger is placed on your lips to
stop you speaking. Then your head is
laid back down and you can sense the same person stand up and climb astride the
bench to stand over your face. You know
it is a woman because you can smell the delicate fragrance of her perfume. The smell is familiar but in your exhausted
mind you can’t remember where you have smelt it before.
The woman gently lowers herself over your face but does not
sit heavily on you like some of the other women did, for which you are
grateful. You automatically raise your
head to start licking her but she pushes your head back down and gently moves
her hips forwards and backwards so that her pussy rubs the tip of your nose,
gradually pushing your nose deeper into her as she rides your face. For some reason though, perhaps because she
was kind enough to clean you and give you water you trust her, and don’t panic
that she will suffocate you. You seem to
trust that she will let you breathe in between burying your face inside her
pussy. When she has made herself wet
from rubbing her clit over your nose she lifts your head gently to indicate
that she is ready for you to lick her to orgasm.
As you start to tease your tongue in and out of her vagina
and nibble on her clitoris you feel sure that you have licked this pussy
before. The taste and smell are familiar
and together with the familiar smell of the perfume she is wearing you suddenly
realise with absolute certainty that your beautiful Mistress is standing above
you. You do not need to see me to
recognise the contours, smell and feel of my pussy. Your heart soars and you promise yourself to
give me the best oral sex and orgasm of my life, and you start licking and
sucking with renewed enthusiasm.
Unfortunately as you do, you become aroused yourself and the chastity
device which you had forgotten you were wearing suddenly starts its job. As your cock tries to swell it becomes
trapped in the tube surrounding it. The
blood is continuing to flow to your cock but it can’t become fully hard. The pain is excruciating and at the same time
the pain in your balls from the clothespins attached to them heightens because
of your excited state. You stop licking
as you screw your face up with pain until I gently pull your head back into my
pussy and urge you to continue. With
difficulty you try and make your cock become soft again while concentrating on
giving me the best tonguing you can. You
again experience extreme pain and pleasure at the same time, the pain in your
cock and balls and the pleasure of tasting my nectar. I always seem to be able to make you
experience both extremes at the same time.
Never before in your free life did you feel such intensity of feelings
as I make you feel. You are becoming
more and more bound to me emotionally, which I know will eventually make you completely mine, without bondage, you will become a willing
slave instead of a forced one.
Eventually I can control myself no longer and my legs start
shaking as I feel the orgasm building.
Gripping your hair tightly and pulling your face into me at the same
time I explode and cum all over your face.
Again it goes up your nose as well as in your mouth, but this time you
are happy to accept it because it comes from your beloved Mistress. Not long ago you thought you were on the road
to hell, but now in this instant you feel as if you are on the path to
heaven. You know that if you never see
me again you will always remember this one last time with me.
I climb off you and bend down to give you a kiss on the
lips. Then I remove the clothespins from
your skin. I know that it will cause you
extreme pain as the blood rushes back and I want to cause you as little pain as
possible so remove them as quickly as I can.
You can’t help but moan with the pain and try and struggle in your bonds
as it is agony, but you are determined not to embarrass me in front of everyone
by screaming like a sissy boy. You want
to show me that you are a man and will take any pain I give you to endure. I massage your balls to get the blood flowing
quickly to reduce the pain for you.
Although rubbing your balls would normally give you an instant erection,
the pain in them stops you becoming aroused, which is just as well considering
the cruel chastity device locked on your cock.
When I have finished you are released from the bench. I re-cuff your arms and legs by attaching the
short lengths of chain to your leather cuffs and put a glass of water in your
hand for you to drink. When you have
finished your blindfold is removed. You
find it difficult to focus at first because of the bright lights after having
your eyes in darkness for so long. When
you can see properly your eyes search for me but I have gone. You are disappointed that once again I have
left you without a word of kindness, but are grateful for that one last
intimacy I allowed you before I am lost to you forever.
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