It has been a couple days now since the conclusion of the hunt. The boys have been chatting a lot about the Master's announcement. He informed them He will not be holding any more BIB hunts. Although they're profitable, He's just tired of the whole thing. So after all these years, He's decided to stop it. However, He said to the household, He would continue to actively find, take, and sell slaves on a “by request” basis. After all, He says, “I am what I am, a slaver of boys,” and it's a very profitable business model in today's geo-political landscape of the world. No matter how much people try to end some things, they just keep taking place.
Human nature being what it is, it's impossible to stop old traditions that have thousands of years of history behind them. The two oldest professions, He said, are selling ass and selling slaves. And both are mutually connected in this industry. He also laughed when He said you'd think the world would learn when things like the "war on drugs”, that makes trillions of dollars world-wide for cartels and politicians in their pockets, and, of course, the fiasco in the United States known as “prohibition”, that both are utter failures. In fact, that particular period in history just enabled organized crime to get rich and powerful. Now, those people were some of the largest slave owners in history. After all, sex slaves are in every city of just about every nation. Most owned by criminal organizations.
One other reason for His decision is the fact He ended up with two extra boys. That's a risk He didn't like having forced on Him. That small issue forced His hand, forced Him to make dangerous adjustments, especially in the quick abduction of Dwayne, the surfer boy, for Jamal. Tommy still hasn't realized just how fortunate he has been. If Xander and Joshua hadn't come across his abduction, he'd be the one that walked out of His home, on a leash as a new piece of property belonging to Jamal.
Meanwhile, He still had other business interests to attend to, like his resort's new buildings, which were almost complete, just needing some final touches from an interior designer. He had contacted one he knew in the Caribbean. He's expecting the gentleman later in the afternoon. That left Him free this morning to get to know Joshua better. He hasn't had the opportunity to play with that particular boy yet. It was high time He did just that.
He went into the kitchen after breakfast, while all of the house slaves were doing their chores, and told Joshua to come with Him. He led Joshua into His study, and told the boy to kneel. He sat there on the edge of His desk looking at the boy. Every bit the identical twin to his brother. However, there's subtle differences between them. How they carry themselves, how each would, or would not make eye contact. Joshua was naturally submissive. His instincts told him how he should behave. They also told him when he was in the presence of a superior male, such as now.
Joshua was slightly scared as he knelt there in the Master's study. He wasn't fearful of what the Master could, or would do, and most likely will do to him. He's more scared of how far he'll subm to this man. Joshua has known since he was 10 years old that he's gay. By 13, he started to notice a deep desire to make others happy. Xander's bullying him for being a “stupid faggot” made him feel something special inside himself. By 15, after watching bdsm style porn, the boy knew he was meant for what he had just watched. One night, when they were 17, their mother was at work, some friends had come over to party, Joshua realized degradation and humiliation turned him on sexually.
Xander had grabbed a can whip cream and was teasing his current “piece of ass”, as he called her when she wasn't around. The boy was stroking it, asking if she wanted to taste his “cream”. She laughed as she said “ewww, noo”, which she meant because that stuff had no place anywhere near her face or mouth. So Xander tried another girl that was there with her boyfriend. She wasn't inclined either, and her boyfriend gave Xander a look that said back off, even though he laughed.
Then Xander got an idea, and got infront of his brother, saying “I know my faggot brother wants it”, and stroked it off in his face, then hit the tip and sprayed the whipped cream onto Joshua's face. Everyone laughed. They thought it was funny seeing the fag get humiliated. Funny thing is, the fag, although humiliated, loved it. The humiliation awoke another part of Joshua. It turned him on.
Another new thing for Joshua that night was giving his first blow job. After Xander's little joke, a new boy in their group took Joshua to the kitchen to help him clean up. A tall, blonde haired boy named Tommy. After that night, they became friends and young lovers. When the party had ended, every one left, or in Xander's case, had taken a girl to a bed, Joshua and Tommy spent a few hours learning about each other.
“Look at me faggot.” The Master says. Joshua looks up.at the man. The Master is holding up a ball gag with a hole through it. The hole allowed for easier breathing at times. More importantly, it allows the muffled moans and other sounds to be heard, especially screams. Joshua feels his body's response in a small shudder, with a feeling of giddiness. The Master uses His hand to give the “come here” signal with His finger. Joshua starts to move, barely, before he's flooded with a need to express his submission.
The boy drops down on his hands, and crawls to the man that holds this power over him. A power he craves to feel, to be possessed by, and controlled by completely. His heart beating in his chest, he's excited, he's a little scared, and he's really aware of his penis struggling against its cage. He crawls to the Master, staying down on all fours, he looks down and says, “Yes Master.”
“Sit back on your knees boy and look up at me.”
Joshua quickly gets back Into a kneeling position, laying his hands on his thighs, palms up. This actually impresses the Master, recognizing the classic ‘kneel’ position used by many people. The Master again holds up the gag, and Joshua opens his mouth.
The Master gets off the edge of His desk, and slowly pushes the gag into the slave's mouth, reaching behind the boy's head with the straps, and buckles it snugly. He seductively drags His right palm across the slave's head and cheek, gently cupping it. Joshua, looking at the Man, pushes into the Man's hand, his eyes closing softly. Then the Master says something that almost makes the boy cum.
“It's time you understand what it means to have a Master, Joshua, and what being owned means.”
Stepping behind His desk, He opens a drawer and pulls out some wrist and ankle cuffs, along with some chains, placing them on the desk. He then steps back to being in front of the gagged slave.
“Stand up slave, and give me your hands.”
Joshua, moving subconsciously, almost unaware of his own movements, presents his wrist to his Master. He watches as his Owner straps the cuffs on him, buckling them in place. He then puts small locks on each.
“In the past, cuffs were made of iron, and in some cases, they were welded on. A permanent mark of being a slave. Nowadays, we have these nice soft ones. However, a small lock makes it feel permanent and reminds you who's not in control.” He looks at the boy.
“And we both know who's NOT in control, here, don't we slave?”
Joshua looks at the man, and nods his head in agreement. In his mind, he's screaming yes. This feels so right to him. He feels like he's finally arrived at the proper place in his life where he's supposed to be. He knows he's meant to be a slave. The idea, the entire concept of being a slave, has been the foremost thought in his mind for years now. And no one in his life understood his desires of enslavement. No one, until he met this man standing before him.
“Now we'll cuff your ankles, boy.” And the Master lowers Himself. Placing cuffs on the boy's ankles, locking them on. He then stands, and looks at the boy. He looks proper to the Master. Almost complete, He thinks. He intends to take this to the extreme. Therefore, He picks up the chains. They rattle, making a tale-tell sound that both rings ominously in Joshua's ears, yet makes him feel even more weak and submissive.
He made it Himself. Four lengths welded together as an X, each end able to connect to a cuff. It also has a length of chain between the wrist cuffs to secure them together, along with one at the ankles. Now Joshua had the appearance of a prisoner in prison, or more correctly, an enslaved boy. Joshua felt the weight of the chains and realized exactly how powerless he was in this moment. This man could do absolutely anything to him and he wouldn't even be able to scream for help or defend himself. For almost every man and woman in the world, this position would be nightmarish. For Joshua, it is liberating.
“There. Now you look proper, slave. All secured and chained. Totally helpless and in my control. I must say, you look quite fetching like this boy. Very proper, and beautiful. Just one last touch.”
He picks up a leash and connects it to the collar locked on the boy's neck. Then He turns the boy towards a mirror hanging in His study, and Joshua sees his reflection. He swoons, feeling weak in his legs and knees. Yet, a wet spit becomes visible in his jocks.
“We're going downstairs Joshua, to the dungeon. I'm going to test your limits boy and teach you what it means to be my property. You will walk behind me, your head up with pride, boy. Embrace this moment. Do not look at anyone or try to speak. Focus on me only, or I'll be forced to punish you.”
He then takes the leash in hand and walks to the door, opens it, and leads the cuffed and shackled slave from His study. It's quite the sight, and several of the slaves working downstairs see them. They all silently wish Joshua a fun and safe time. They know what's coming, and hope the new slave is ready for this.
While the Master was spackling Joshua for his walk to the dungeon, Jonathan carried out his order from the Master. He got Tommy, and took him to the dungeon. Upon entering it, he could see Tommy getting scared and nervous.
“Don't worry Tommy. You're not in trouble. I was told to bring you here and tell you this, the Master is bringing Joshua down here. He is going to test Joshua's limits in sadomasochistic play. He's not going to hurt him, Tommy. However, you're here to help Him in this. You are to wait here for their arrival. On your knees Tommy. And you will not speak until the Master addresses you. I hope you understand your instructions Tommy. Don't make Him angry with you.”
“I understand alpha. Don't like it, but I know what He'll do to me. I just don't want Joshua being used like this.” he says tearfully.
“Tommy. You need to learn that Joshua isn't like you. This,” and he motions with his hand, “is what Joshua dreams about. He's like me, Tommy, a slave in his heart and mind. He'll suffer some, we all do, however, he's going to absorb this and be a stronger boy for it. In this respect, he's stronger and more capable than you. He's made for this and he wants it. Now. They'll be here in a few minutes. I have duties to attend to. Be on your best behavior Tommy.” and with that, he points to the floor, signaling Tommy to kneel, then walks away. Tommy drops to his knees, his thoughts reeling.
The Master knows He needs to lay claim to Joshua. He's been here too long without being really fully taken control of, and has yet to fully submit himself into bondage as the Master's property. He still sees this as almost like a cosplay situation. After this scene, he'll be fully under the Master's power, a true slave. As for Tommy, although he's starting to submit, by force, to his new life, he still needs some breaking. The Master hopes that by forcing him to participate with Joshua's breaking will further bring down Tommy's walls, and force him to accept his new life as well. He actually hopes Tommy will accept his new place in life, if not, He'll be forced to move the boy to the farm.
Jonathan gets upstairs, and runs, literally, into Xander, and he's frantic.
“What's going on with Joshie, alpha? Why's he being punished?” He is scared for his brother, he's experienced the Master's darker side.
“He's not in trouble Xander. The Master hasn't spent any time with Joshua since you guys arrived. He needs to spend time with him. Don't worry. Now get back to work. Focus on your duties, Xander.”
Xander, not really liking this, nods his head. He's learning his place though, and he's learned that it's better to just behave and do what he's told, because he doesn't enjoy the “corrections” he's received. However, he's the big brother, he can't help but to worry about Joshua.
The Master, with Joshua in tow, steps off the elevator, and they proceed down the hallway to His dungeon. The sounds of the chains creating an ominous sound throughout it. One that jerks Tommy from his mind and his memories of being in the dungeon. Funny how his body was feeling the lashes. Scary how his body was reacting, feeling a small amount of pressure on his locked penis. However, he wasn't prepared for the sight of his boyfriend when he's led in by the Master.
Tommy is floored. His mouth drops open when he sees Joshua gagged, shackled, and in chains. He looked….fuck me, Tommy thinks, he looks hot! He can't believe how hot and sexy the boy looks.
“Mouth closed Thomas,” the Master says with some humor in His voice. Not exactly what He expected, however, He's pleased. This may work out better than He thought. Joshua, hearing Tommy's name, snaps out of his sub space, sees his boyfriend there, and feels some humiliation and blushes. His blush gets darker when he sees Tommy looking at him and licking his lips. He likes this!, Joshua thinks.
“On your knees slave, head down. Thomas is here to assist me in this session. It doesn't change anything. Neither one of you have any power or rights in this house.” He said that for both slave's benefit. Tommy still needed to learn things.
“Thomas, you're going to remove the chains from the slave, then I'll show you how to restrain it to the cross.” He reaches into His pocket and pulls out a key that goes to the locker holding the chains onto the cuffs. He hands the key to Tommy.
“Yes Sir,” Tommy says, as he thinks, it? What the fuck, it?! He doesn't like that at all. He wants to say something, but, he's become smart enough to keep his mouth shut. So he takes the key, and begins to stand up. Again a nagging thought starts softly creeping into his brain. He pauses.
“Am I allowed to move Sir?”
“I told you to unchain the slave, Thomas, therefore yes, you may move. And tell the slave to stand, before you remove them.” He says, then walks over to get behind Tommy as he stands. The Master wraps His arms around Tommy, slowly rubbing the boy's stomach and chest. He leans into his ear, gently nibbles it as He looks at Joshua.
Joshua is getting extremely turned on. He's getting flushed, and the boy's penis is throbbing as he watches the Master seduce his boyfriend. Tommy is also responding in a positive way. His penis is struggling too. Fuck this man! What's the power this man have people? I should be freaking out, but nooo..I'm fucking horny as fuck.
The Master is very happy. He sees Joshua's reaction to this. He feels Tommy's response to this. Still nibbling Tommy's right ear, still making eye contact with Joshua, He says into Tommy's ear, loud enough for Joshua to hear, barely, “Look into its eyes Thomas,” Tommy's eyes find Joshua's, they lock on to each other's. “Don't use the slave's name. Only call it slave. Nothing else,Thomas. Just slave. It's a slave, remember that boy.”
Tommy moans softly as the Master licks his neck below the ear, and says, “Yes Sir.”
Letting go of Thomas, He says, “Chains now.” and steps back.
Tommy says, in a soft voice, “Stand slave.” And the Master quickly says, loudly, “Say it with authority, boy! Now try again!”
Tommy, takes a second to gather himself together, clears his throat, and thinks, here goes…
“Slave! Stand up.” he barks out. The Master was happy with his second try. Joshua almost creamed his jockeys. Fuck that was hot, the slave thinks to himself. Joshua is having the best time of his life.
Tommy removes the chains, looking at the Master, who just points at the floor, so he drops them. Then the Master points at the St. Andrew's cross. Tommy understands and takes Joshua by the arm and pulls him to the cross. Tommy, remembering his experience on this very cross, pushes the slave's chest against the center of the X of the cross, grabs the boy's right wrist, lifts it up, seeing the built-in clasp on the cord, attaches it, then pulls the cord tight, locking the pulley system that holds the cord and allows for adjusting the length. He looks at Master, who nods his approval. Then says, “Remove his jockeys before you restrain its legs.” A couple minutes later, Joshua, for the first time in his life, is restrained to a cross, naked except for the chastity cage and 4 cuffs locked on him. He's falling down the rabbit hole in his head fast, slipping into his sub space.
The Master walks up to the two boys. He's pleased with Tommy's performance. He trussled the boy up quickly. The look in his eyes said, yes! His continuous need to seek the Master's approval is a good sign of submission. He snaps His fingers, points to the floor, and Tommy immediately moved to the spot, and knelt down. The Master starts rubbing Joshua's back, and his ass.
“I hope you're ready for this slave.”
Unable to respond, Joshua just nods as a moan escapes from his gagged mouth. We'll see the Master thinks as He takes a riding crop that's hanging on the side of the cross. He swishes it around, especially past the slave's ears, so he can hear it. Then He slowly places the crop on the boy's flesh. Seductively sliding it down his back, then does some slow circles on the small of back.
Then drops it lower, rubbing the boy's beautiful, firm, round ass cheeks. Joshua is moaning. Tommy's cock is trying to break free from its cage. He's never been so horny in his life, he thinks. He fidgets some, and the Master looks at him with a glare that said, don't you move again! Then…
Slap! Slap! Slap, slap! Slap!! Slap!!
The riding crop impacts the flesh of Joshua's buttocks. They instantly turn red. Joshua howls through his gag. His caged penis twitches and a line of precum starts falling from the tip. And Tommy, his jockeys get wet instantly.
“You're a slave!” Slap, slap! “You're a pathetic little slave Joshua, you hear me faggot?” Slap! Slap! Slap, slap!!
Joshua tries saying yes, he hears the Master. It just comes out as mumbled sounds. However, the Master understood him. The Master lands several more impacts. Joshua is totally in his sub space. He's falling down the hole, becoming a slave in his mind. This continues for 40 minutes. The Master has Joshua in a constant level of submission and sexually frustrated as his penis keeps dripping precum. The slaps of the crop have started to make his penis pull back and jerk like he's about to cum. The boy is lost in the pain being inflicted on him. He needs to cum so badly, it's hurting his balls. His penis is swollen in the small metal cage trapping it. The slit on the tip was very swollen. Almost like it had lips, or a rosebud look of well fucked hole. He's ready to explode, the Master thinks.
“You want to cum boy?” He barks as the riding crop lands on his tightened up balls. His whole body shakes with orgasmic bliss from the sadomasochistic pains he's enjoying. This is his first time experiencing real sadomasochism and he is swimming in the erotic pleasures of the pain he's receiving from this man that's taken over his life.
Joshua nods at the question, screaming yes as another impact lands between his legs, causing him to tremble.
“You can only cum if you're mine, slave! Are you my property, slave?” The Master demands as two slaps land on each of his nipples. The boy is drooling from his mouth, and from his small locked penis. He yells that he's the property of the Master, and yes, he wants to cum.
“Beg me slave! Beg me to let you cum!”
Joshua starts pleading, begging for the permission to cum. He's saying he's a slave, his Master's property. The Master keeps landing blows on his body. He's been here for an hour now, taking impacts all over his exposed flesh. His muffled screams and pleads to cum sound like gibberish. To the Master, its music to His ears. He's broken enough boys to know when he's completely surrendered to Him. Joshua's mind is floating on the endorphins. Tommy's jockeys are getting soaked with precum. He thinks he's going to burst any minute.
The Master slowly rubs the riding crop on Joshua's swollen penis head and then his tightly pulled up balls. Joshua moans as his body trembles. He's ready to blow. The Master knows this, and now I just need to make this happen, He thinks, I knew this boy was a pain slut, now I just have to make him understand it.
He pops the boy’s balls again and his locked penis jerks violently, wanting to shoot off the load in his balls.
“Listen to me, slave. When I tell you to cum, you will cum. If you don't, you'll never cum again in your pathetic life boy.” Everytime He said that word cum, He slapped the boy's balls gently. Teasing him, making him tremble with orgasmic pleasures.
“You understand me, slave?”
Joshua says yes, mumbles flying from his mouth. Yes! He screams over an over.
“Don't cum yet, boy,” He says as His crop hits the boy's balls harder. Joshua is lost in ecstasy, an ecstasy he's never experienced or imagined could exist. It was better than sex to his masochistic side.
The Master keeps tapping his balls, telling him to hold his cum in, and is still popping him everything He says “cum”. Then…
“You ready to cum,” hard slap to his balls, “slave?”
Joshua screams please, yes, let me cum. The Master clearly understanding the boy's mumbles. Then…
“Cum! Cum,” another harder slap lands on his balls, “now, slave! Cum now!” and another hit lands.
Joshua screams, his body tenses up, then a moan escapes from his gagged mouth as his penis spasms and unloads 5 large ropes of milky white slave cum on the floor, landing a few feet away in a splatter. Joshua keeps moaning, his body shaking and he then just sags in his restraints, panting hard. Tommy is mesmerized by what just happened.
The Master walks to Joshua and removes the gag, gently rubbing the boy's ass. Joshua stretches his aching jaw. Then he glances at the Master, and says, as loud as he can under the circumstances..
“Thank you Master for allowing this pathetic slave to cum. I'm your slave Sir.” Then he sags again. Tommy moans, ohh god.
The Master looks at Tommy, and thinks, now you slave. Your turn.
“Get up and release the slave Thomas, now.”
“Yes Master, “ he says, quickly getting off his sore knees. He starts walking towards Joshua, and then the Master grabs him by his throat, holding him but not squeezing hard enough to choke him.
“And take off your jockeys, slave. Let's make you cum by my command too.” Tommy looks at the Master, and realizes he wants that to happen too. Seeing his beautiful boyfriend cum like he did was amazing. And Tommy was hornier than a teenage boy inside a girl's locker room after cheerleader practice.
Tommy quickly releases Joshua, and he's caught by the Master, who gently lowers him to the floor, holding him, and says, “You're not done yet slave, one more little bit boy, then you can rest. Are you going to be a good boy for me, yes?”
Joshua rests his head on his Master's chest, glowing and feeling warm from his orgasm, moans softly, then replies, “Yes Master. I'm always going to be a good boy for you Sir,” and he wraps his arms around His owner, trying to absorb His masculinity and bask in the man's superior strength and manhood.
“Get on your knees then slave, and wait.” Joshua slowly settles down into the classic kneel position as the Master stands up, looks at Tommy.
“On the cross, Thomas, facing this way.” Tommy slowly leans back onto the St. Andrew's cross, the Master walks up to him, and again, gabs him by the throat.
“Do not struggle, slave. Do as you're told, slave, or you'll hurt. I promise you that. Now put your arms up, don't move. Understand me?”
Tommy nods as his arms slowly go up onto the cross. He's feeling more and more submissive around the Master, and he's still scared of being sold. The Master quickly ties his wrist to the cross, then ties his ankles. He's fully restrained. Then, to his and Joshua's surprise, the Master takes the cage off Tommy's penis. And the boy's cock instantly jumped up, hard and throbbing. Tommy moaned in both relief from the cage, and feeling his dick get engorged.
The Master grabs Tommy's hard shaft in his hand, and squeezes it hard. Tommy moans. It hurts but fees slightly good, mostly hurting though. Tommy's not a pain slut, he's definitely not a masochist. However, he's definitely a lover of shooting his cum out of his penis, especially into the ass of his cute 18 year old lover, Joshua.
“Boy, what are you?” The Master demands as He squeezes the boy's cock sadistically hard. Tommy moanscan gasps in pain.
“S..sss..slave, Sir. I'm a slave.”
“Whose slave are you, boy?”
“Y..y..your…your slave Sir. Please Sir, it hurts Sir…”
“Is this better, slave?” and He starts stroking Tommy's cock. As a gay man, the Master appreciated a beautiful dick. Tommy's dick was a good 7+ inches, nicely thick with some veins showing, and a nice mushroom head. It stood straight out, forward solidly hard. All in all, a beautiful specimen of a young cock.
“Look at your baby boy, slave, look at your beautiful boyfriend, and tell me if you want him to suck your dick, slave?”
Tommy looks at Joshua. He's staring intently at Tommy, and his cock in the Master's hand. God he's so beautiful, I love him so much, “Yes Master, I want him to suck my dick. Please Sir.” His eyes have a look of pleading in them.
“Beg me, slave. Beg me for permission to get your dick sucked by your boyfriend, slave.”
That hit Tommy “below the belt”, a low blow indeed. Asking for permission to get sucked by Joshua, that would have made the boy laugh a week ago. Now, though, he knew there were new rules.
“Don't want to feel his warm, velvety mouth sliding over your hard cock, slave?” the Master says, as He strokes Tommy's shaft, now squeezing it more gently, seductively working his shaft.
Fuck this man! Ugh, Tommy thinks, but he says outloud, “Y..y..yes I want that Sir. Please Master,” fuck me… ”please Sir, may my boyfriend suck my cock, Sir? I'm begging Master, please..” I..fuck! Tommy's body loses some tension as he realizes what that one statement just really said. It said, I submit to you, you're in control. Both Tommy and the Master know this.
“Slave,” He says looking at Joshua, “you may suck his cock since he asked so nicely. Joshua quickly got in front of the restrained Tommy and started sucking His cock. Tommy's eyes rolled back in his head. Yessss, he thinks as he moans softly. Then he hears the next proverbial “nail in his coffin”, followed by a pair of fingers grabbing a nipple and twisting it roughly…
“Don't you dare cum without my permission, slave!”
Ouch! Fuck me!
“Everything you have in your life right now, Thomas, is a gift from me, slave!” the Master continues. He gets behind Tommy and whispers in his ear..
“You were supposed to be sold, Thomas. I decided to give you the gift of being my slave, instead.” again He starts licking the boy's neck.
“I also gave you the gift of staying with your boy, slave. And I'm giving you a gift now, slave.” He keeps licking the neck, then bites the boy. Tommy moans. His dick is being expertly sucked by Joshua, and this man, this amazing man that makes him feel…wanted in a way he can't quite understand yet, licking and biting his neck has Tommy in such a open place in his mind that the Master's words are taking hold.
“Do you like my gifts, slave?”
“Yes Master, I do. I love them.”
“Who owns you Tommy?”
Tommy turns and looks at the Master, he's fighting to hold back his nut. He knows he needs to ask. His legs are quivering. He barely has the strength to speak..
“You do Sir. You own me.” his voice cracking.
“Do you need to ask me something, slave?”
“Master, please Sir, may I cum? Pleeeease Sir!”
“Yes, slave. I'll give you another gift boy. You may cum.” He says.
Then He steps away from the cross as Tommy unloads into Joshua's mouth the largest load of his young life. Tommy was fully enslaved now. He'll be fine, maybe a few more punishments, maybe not. And Joshua was now fully committed in his submission. It's been a good morning, the Master thinks, then adds, fuck, I'm horny!
