Andrew thought, the Master wasn't kidding when said someone was waiting for him. In fact, there were 5 farm slaves waiting for him. They welcomed him when he entered into his suite attached to the farm itself. They were already sporting hard-ons. They heard good things abot him from the 4 guys that already fucked him. They said it was decided he would be called Fuck Toy.
In fact, they had even made a sign for his door, FUCK TOY, and hung it next to the entrance door of his suite. It made him happy. He felt as if he was being welcomed into their world. So now he's in his personal whore room, a bed, some sofas, toys, a few whips, and getting his holes worked over professionally.
He's on his back, his head turned to the right with a cock being buried in his throat. Another slave has his cock balls deep in Andrew's ass. He has two cocks, one in each hand, plus a fifth cock slapping him on his forehead. He's in cock heaven.
“That's it you fuck toy whore, take my cock down your throat and choke faggot!” the guy using his mouth says. He moans as the words have the desired effect, his holes open up more, and he tightens the grip on the two dicks in his hands. Slap! He feels his ass being spanked on both cheeks as someone grabs and twists his balls hard and rough. He's slipping into his sub/ whore space, and just letting them have their way.
Upstairs, at the Master's house, in the suite of Jamal, there's another cock getting serviced. Jamal's long, lean cock is down one of the new slave's throats. He has two of the boys tied together, back to back. He's taking turns fucking their mouth and throats. He's also slapping their faces, not too hard, yet hard enough to make sure they're felt, and burn. Jamal has Frank tied up to a post so he can flog him while using the other two.
He keeps plowing Matthew's throat hard, forcing every inch down his throat, “Yes whore, you do love superior cocks. You know you're a pathetic white faggot that's meant for men of dark skin. Yes, open that throat whore. Your clients will expect you to take their superior manhood. That Is your true purpose as an inferior white slave boy. You must make your clients feel powerful! Open your throat whore!’ he says as he slaps the slave. Matthew is loving this. Unfortunately, abruptly, it stops.
Then Jamal picks up a cane, and starts hitting Frank. He moans into the gag, relishing the pain. More hits to his ass. Last night he witnessed Jamal expertly punish a boy with this cane hitting him. It looked viscous. However, Jamal also knew how to use the cane expertly. Frank's ass was pleasurably on fire, bbut not screaming in horrible pain.
The all of a sudden Frank feels the familiar strike of the tails, cat-o-nines sliding across his ass, and he jumps. The cords hitting where the cane had landed felt like thousands of pins hitting the marks. It stung. It was amazing. He just sagged in his restraints.
“Yes that's right my pain slut whore. Take the lashes. It's your purpose in life boy. To take the man's frustrations into your flesh and turn them into your pleasure. Yes. That's right whore.”
Jamal brings the flogger back in, striking him on his left side, slides them across his back to his right side, then reverses, hitting the right side and sliding across to the left. Over and over. Frank’s back is red. Heat is radiating off of him. He's covered in sweat. Jamal walks in front of him, grabs his balls and squeezes them so hard Frank almost blacks out, his scream muffled, but he's not saying the word Jamal gave him. Good.
“Yes my pain whore. You'll do great in giving your clients your body for them to abuse. They'll shower you with gifts whore.” He releases the boy's balls. Then turns his attention to Larry.
Downstairs, the slaves are…getting busy. They smoked the few joints. They're in good spirits. More importantly, they're a horny bunch of boys that have been locked in chastity for a good period. They're rock hard and ready. Except, the Master always has a twisted sense of humor. Micheal and Billy, and Joshua all had to keep their cages on. Billy and Joshua weren't upset. Both have small penises, neither is a top, and nor has either one ever considered being the top. To them, being the top simply means riding the guys cock by sitting on top of it. That's their idea of topping a guy.
Michael, though, wasn't exactly happy about it. He thought he was going to get to fuck Jonathan tonight. Apparently, that's not what the Master thinks should happen. However, Michael quickly got over it as Jonathan was fucking him senseless. Micheal is on the sofa, on his belly, his hair in Jonathan's hand as Jonathan pounded him hard. Taking every inch out, and slamming his 10 and half inch dick back into Micheal, ‘“That's it you straight ass faggot, take my big cock like the whore you are.” Micheal is totally in his sub/ whore space. His ass is singing a little Diddy to the tune of “I like big butts”, just nothing about butts, it's about dicks. One big dick in particular, “yes, I like big dicks” his ass keeps singing. Michael is drooling. He's stoned, and lost in euphoria and endorphins flooding his body. Slap! He feels the impact, then slap, slap, slap, Micheal just moans more, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. “Look at my big tough straight boy, can't even speak with me buried in his fuck hole.”
Michael tries to reply, but it comes out in gibberish, sounding like minion talking. His brain has melted into itself. He's nothing but Jonathan's hole now. That's all he thinks, I'm Jonathan's whore, I'm Jonathan's bitch.
Tommy is getting a lesson in being the dominant from Joey. Tommy's fucking Joshua on a bed, he's standing with his green-eyed lover on the mattress on his back, with Billy laying next to Joshua while Joey fucks him. Joey grabs Billy's nuts, twists them hard then slaps them with his other hand, saying, ‘Like this Tommy. Slap his balls now,” Billy just bites his lips and moans, his hole opening up more for Joey's cock.
Tommy, seeing what Joey did, thinks, ok, here goes nothing. He grabs Joshua's nuts around the top and pulls them hard, as he watches Joshua. He reacts in the positive by wrapping his legs around Tommy. Tommy goes for broke, and slaps the boy's balls as Joey did to Billy. Joshua moans, and says, “More daddy. Slap them more, God please, more.” Tommy is amazed at this. He looks at Joey, who nods yes, so Tommy slaps again, and Joshua screams yes as a small amount of cum flies from his cock.
“Ohh please, fuck me harder Tommy. Harder. Crush my nuts and wreck my hole daddy!”
Tommy is feeling the power now. He saw that cum come out, he's feeling the boy's ass grab and squeeze his rock hard 7 inches. He squeezes Joshua's balls, slaps them again, and then again. Each slap makes Joshua's ass grab and cling to his dick. The sex they are experiencing this evening is the best ever in their young lives. Tommy starts pounding harder. Joey says, “Bend you legs some, get your cock to go up into him and hit his g-spot Tommy, watch me.”
And Joey angles his thrusts upward in Billy's ass, hitting hs g-spot, that gay button boys love, and Billy opens his legs, spreading them, giving Joey better access. Billy's eyes squeeze shut as he grunts with each thrust into him. Joey starts hitting his hole harder.
Tommy copies Joey. He's now thrusting upwards into Joshua. Joshua's body is being introduced to his g-spot, and it's making its aappearance in grand style, saying "well hallelujah and how's you doing?” Joshua opens his legs and says, pleadingly, “Ohh god harder Tommy, ohh god, yes, harder. Slap my ball daddy.”
Tommy doubles his effort, pounding the boy, he slaps the boy's balls and thinks, this is so fucking hot! He keeps pushing his 19 yo dick head first into Joshua's ass, hitting his nub inside before entering the second ring, and along with him abusing his lover's balls, Joshua is feeling the making of his first real orgasm from being fucked.
“Ohhh fuck meee Tommyyyyy! Yes, yes daddy. It feels so good,” he stretches his legs out and pushes his ass back, inviting Tommy's tool further into him. Then rolls his hips up some instinctively, giving Tommy better position to stroke the boy's g-spot, “mmmmm god it's…its…so good daddy. You're so big and hard Tommy.”
Tommy let's go off the boy's balls, grabs his legs, bends down a little lower and gives his best effort to fuck his little boyfriend's tight ass. He's nailing the boy like he's building a home for his tool. Joshua is just groaning with some grunts added for emphasis.
Joshua is entering a new plane of sexual awareness. He's now completely cognizant of his nub. It's becoming the center of his universe. Each stroke is sending signals throughout his body. The signal simply says, I have awakened. Joshua feels something new inside him. It starts in his nub, and spreads through his body. His ball tighten up, his belly tightens up. He can feel the orgasm building. So similar, yet different. It's everywhere inside him. His body tingles. His legs starts shaking.
“Ohh ohh ohhhhh god I'm cumming. I can't stop it…ohhhhh god yessss yess!”
His ass opens wide for a minute, and Tommy starts going wild, then Joshua squeezes his ass without conscious thought, and Tommy's is amazed when he feels Joshua's cum hit him above his dick, on his body with force. He's feeling like a god, I made that happen, he says. Then he feels himself building up his orgasm, and he yells, “I'm cumming too baby, ohhh yes, take my cum faggot!”
He unloads into Joshua. Joshua's body is still shaking from his orgasm, he's floating on his orgasmic high. He's never experienced an anal orgasm before. His mind and body are both numb yet feeling electrified at the same time. Then Tommy leans down, his dick still buried in the boy, feeling his ass spasming all over it, and kisses Joshua passionately.
Well, I can't have the new guy show me up, Joey thinks. So, he really starts letting loose on Billy with his dick. Billy, a professional cock whore in his opinion, knows what Joey is doing. They've fucked several times before. Billy was in love with Joey. Much like Jonathan, Billy knew Joey, in the real world, would have never given him a second glance. However, fate brought Joey and Billy together. Billy rolls his hips up, pushes his ass open, allowing Joey to work himself in and out more easily.
Billy is grunting, then he says, “That's it straight boy, fuck me like I'm a bitch. Take my pussy you big man. Yes. Fuck me…ohhh yes!” Joey doesn't fail himself, or Billy. He steps up to the plate, and hits the proverbial ball out of the park. Billy screams, “I'm cumming, ohh god yes!” and he cums as his body convulses from the orgasm.
Joey loves the feeling of Billy's ass gripping his dick. The boy's ass is amazingly tight. Better than any pussy he ever had before becoming the Master's property. His penis swells, and he's trying his hardest to hold back as his climax. He loves fucking Billy. He's adorable looking when he's cumming, and damn, the boy's ass was magnificent. Perfection! Billy was a natural cock slut.
“Damn! I'm cumming too!” he says, and he unloads in Billy. The boy moans, muttering yes, and something about filing him with little babies. Then Joey collapses on top of Billy, kissing him.
“Yea, you want my babies, huh bitch?” Joey whispers into Billy's ear. Billy just moans in the affirmative. Joey slowly pulls out, and Billy instantly jumps up and starts licking Joey's dick clean. Joshua sees this, and starts wiggling out from under Tommy. He intends on copying Billy. Tommy just closes his eyes, moaning, experiencing a new level of intimacy.
Billy, a lover of cum, finishes slurping on Joey's cock. Then he looks at Joshua, seeing his cum covered hole, cum dripping from it. He nods at Joey, winks at him, then buries his face between the faggot's cheeks, and starts lapping up the cum deposited by Tommy. Joshua, still licking and sucking Tommy clean, stops, eyes open wide, then purrs as Billy expertly cleans him. Joshua then continues with his task at hand. Joey and Tommy fist bump, both with wide grins, as Joey says, “Being one of the Master's slaves definitely has perks,” then he winks at Tommy. Tommy agrees.
Xander, bent over the Master's bed is being spanked hard with a leather strap style paddle. The Master is hitting him on each cheek, first one, then the other. Xander is begging him to stop.
“You will not question my decisions slave! Why pink? Because I said so, period. You understand slave?” He emphasizes slave with two particularly hard hits on each butt cheek. Xander howls. What the fuck?! It was just a question, he thinks.
“Please Sir. No more Sir. Please!” he cries out, tears running down his face.
“Answer my question Alexander! Do you understand me?” The Master lands a blow on each again.
“Yes…yesss I understand Sir. I'm sorry. God it hurts daddy!”
“Better boy. And when I ask you a question, you will not hesitate in replying slave! You hesitated earlier tonight, didn't you boy?”
Xander's ass is on fire. He's never experienced anything like this. Never been punished in such a method. It's wrecking his mind. He's trying to think back, but all he can focus on is his ass and the pain it feels. Like Tommy, he's always tried to avoid pain.
“You best answer me Alexander!” the Master says loudly.
Xander is drawing a blank. He can't recall anything right now. Then slap, slap thunders in his ears. He's trying to remember, he's running the past events in his head, and then he says, “Please Sir, I don't know…ohh god please no more.”
“You don't remember just looking at me, not answering me when I graciously invited you to my bed for the night, and wishing you a fun night?”
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“You don't remember Billy nudging you slave!”
And boom! He remembers. He also remembered Billy kissing him after.
“Yes Sir, I'm sorry daddy, I was just so happy you talked to me,” he says as he sobs. He kissed us! Tell Him he kissed us, then he'll spank Billy the straight boy in him says. Yes, tell him, his ass agrees.
He's still begging for forgiveness when he feels a cool sensation on his wrecked ass cheeks, and the pain starts to recede. It feels good having the Master attend to it now. He's rubbing it gently, then he feels his cheeks spread open, and sucks in a deep breath when he feels the man's tongue start licking him.
He pushes back, trying to get more of that tongue in him, and moans softly. His toes dig into the carpet. Fuck that feels so good he thinks, “Ohh god that feels sooo good,” he says as he purrs. Once again, there's no conflict in him. Then, suddenly the tongue disappears.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP, SLAP! Two more hits to each cheek. Xander howls.
“You will learn proper behavior boy, or you'll be getting lots of corrections Alexander. You understand me slave?” The Master says mattress of factly.
“Y..y..yes..yes Sir. I'm s..sss..sorry Master,” He's crying, tears flowing down his cheeks. Fuck me! My ass feels like it's on fire, he thinks. His ass simply says, duh! Yet, he feels that ache in his penis. It's becoming familiar, welcomed even. It draws attention from his ass, and yes, it means I'm so fucking horny and turned on, he thinks. In a small voice in his head, the straight boy in him, breaking down completely, says softly, we should beg him to fuck us….then once again, there's no conflict inside him.
Xander looks back at his Master. The man standing there with a stern, yet soft, look on His face, and Xander's heart beats faster, and he suddenly needs this man inside him. He needs to get fucked hard by this man because he is now completely under His control.
He smiles sheepishly with tears still running down his face, shakes his ass, and says, “Fuck me Daddy. Please fuck me Sir, God, I'm begging Master, please, pleeeease fuck me hard Sir.”
At the party, Billy had showed Xander some of his favorite positions to get fucked in. He slowly pulls himself further on the bed, on his knees, he lets His feet hang over the edge. He looks back at the Master, who's staring intently at the slave boy with look of lustful desire, then spreads his legs further apart, laying down with his ass offered up at the edge of bed, his face and shoulders down, in a seductive doggy style position. Then glancing demurely back at the Master, again he begs, “Pleeeeae Master. Fuck me. I'm begging Sir. Fuck me like the slave I am Sir. Prerelease Sir.”
The Master's cock is now throbbing hard. He feels a wet spot on His expensive under garment, and He fills with wanton lust and desires to take this boy, this beautiful creature and claim him totally. He hasn't been this turned on in ages. He quickly starts pulling off his shirt as He kicks off his shoes. As He starts loosening His belt, He steps to the night stand, opens the drawer and retrieves some lube. Then steps out of His pants He gets into position behind Xander. Pops open the lube, and puts some at the top of the boy's hole, then using a finger, slowly spreads it down and around his hole, adding a little more.
He then pushes in two fingers, twisting them down into the boy's hole all the way. Xander moans, his body shudders as h feels the intrusion. He closes his eyes, bites his lip, and arches his back. The Master pulls out, adds a touch more of lube, then slides in 3 fingers.
He starts twisting them, digging them in. He's staring at this beautiful boy's ass, watching it open up and swallow his fingers. He feels the boy's hole squeezing them some, and feels the warm, moist channel inside him. His cock twitches. Damn, this boy has me so fucking hot and hard. I'm gonna pound this straight boy into the bed, he thinks.
He pulls out, lubes His engorged and raging hard-on, licks His lips as He rubs the head of His cock on the boy's hole. Xander moans, pushing back against the bulbous head, moaning into e bed's thick comforter. Then he softly pleads with the man that's turned him into a cock slut, “Please Daddy. Fuck me Daddy. I need you so badly. I can't stop thinking of you Daddy. Please just fuck me!”
He wiggles his ass again, pushing back more. He's dying on the side. He's in heat. He meant It when he said he can't stop thinking of the man. In the short time he's been a slave, he's becoming completely submissive, and he's accepting that this is the best life he can ever have. He's uneducated. No skills. Father in prison, a mother that's crackhead whore in a fleabag motel. The only family he has is Joshua. Now, he has the Master.
The Master dribbles some more lube on the boy's hole and His cock head as He starts pushing in. He sees the boy's ass open, stretching to allow His superior rod. There's resistance. The boy moans, and He feels His penis pop into His slave's channel. He slowly starts working in deeper. Then pulling out, slowly back in, going a little deeper with each thrust.
The Master then backs out from the boy's hole, dribbles more lube into the little gage showing. Grabbing his cock, He starts sliding back in, going deeper, pulls out some, pushes in deeper, almost 7 inches of His thick cock buried in the boy. Slowly He pulls out, almost pulling out the tip and all. He's barely still penetrating the hole. He grabs the boy's hip and slams Himself completely to the hilt inside the slave boy's cock tunnel.
Xander has been moaning all this time. Biting his lip, his head down, arms stretched out in front, his fingers grabbing the blanket. His cheeks are still feeling hot and flushed, but the pain is gone, for the most part. The feeling of the Master penetrative him has refocus his mind to his ass. He's relaxing, and enjoying this. It feels amazing. Then, bam! He feels 9 inches get buried in his ass, fast, hard, and fuck me! That's so big, and it hurts a little, but it feels so good inside him.
He gasps. Then moans loudly and pushes back hard against the man inside him. Then mutters, “Yesss. Fuck hard Daddy. Fuck me like I'm your slut Sir. I need it Daddy, please fuck me…”
The Master, hearing this, feels obligated to oblige the slave. Never turn down a cock slut that's begging to get fucked. I'm going wreck this boy and he's going to love every second, He says to himself. Then He starts grinding into Xander as He leans down, and whispers into his ear, “I'm going to pound you into the bed my little slutty straight boy.”
“Yes Daddy, please, yes…”, moaning softly as he feels that hard as a steel cock in him.
The Master stands up, places a foot on the side of bed, angling Himself for maximum leverage, penetration, and view of His fuck toy. Grabbing the boy's hair, He pulls back, lifting his head, then roughly slaps his ass cheeks hard, eliciting a scream from Xander, starts a rhythm going, says loudly, “Don't forget you asked for this straight boy!” He then let's loose on the boy.
