The helicopter sat down on the landing pad, on the pad in far northern Alaska. Dr. Troy Lance was nervous. The company he was working for, Dynamic Tech, had never called upon him for such an assignment. He would not be working by himself, as some electrical engineer by the name of Marvin Jones, who also owned the company, would be manning the station and they were to work together. Lance did not look forward to that as he seemed to do his best work on his own. Plus, this assignment, if they were lucky and all went well; they might complete the project within six-months. Lance exited the craft and began unloading his luggage. The helicopter pilot, who he just knew as Ray, came around to help him.
Once Ray, had the considerable amount of luggage, duffle bags, and specialty equipment sat out on the ground. He asked Lance, “Do you want me to help you carry the bags up? My fuel is running rather low sir." He went on, "Oh it looks like help is on the way."
From this distance it was impossible to tell but whomever it was seemed to be a big stocky man. As he drew closer, he was a big guy, one of those sorts that were working out continuously. As he got closer, Lance could make out who it was; it was the man himself and owner of the company,
Lance had just turned twenty-five. He had attacked university and had even got a head start. Back in his time it was not unusual for intelligent kids to be skipped though grades of school. He was a mathematician and an engineer and for his young age; had an excellent reputation. He had only ever seen him in pictures so, till he got close enough it would have been impossible to recognize him. Of course, the name was familiar, by now the big guy had made his way down. He spoke quietly to the helicopter pilot after which the man entered and dusted off.
As they waited for the cacophony of noise and air to die down, Lance took a moment to get a closer look at his employer. He was a striking man, he had natural tanned good looks, and obviously worked very hard to keep himself in shape. As the helicopter pulled father and farther away, he was going around testing out the weight of the bags, after locating the two heaviest he looked to Lance and rather tersely said, “You carry these two up, I will get the rest.”
It had not been a request, so Lance picked up the heavy bags and headed towards the structure which Marvin had come from. He could not also help but notice that Marvin was looking, him over rather intensely while checking the weight of the bags. He asked, “I take it all was fine with the trip?”
Lance being in strange surroundings was a bit disoriented so haphazardly answered, “Yes, it was fine, but it did take quite a bit of time.”
The big man moved beside him and put a giant hand on his right shoulder and said, “Seeing that I am your boss, own the company, and such, you will be respectful and refer to me as sir.”
Lance found this a bit odd, but it was always better to go along in order to get along. He stammered, “Un-yes sir, I am sorry, and it will not happen again.”
Lance, with his lean 145-pound body, struggled but managed to pick up the two bags. Marvin easily gathered up the remaining bags and set off towards the structure. He spoke back to Lance, “Don’t set the bags down keep going till we have reached the entrance.”
Lance was already straining under the weight of the bags but managed, “Yes sir.”
After what seemed forever, they made their way up the incline and finally reached the entrance to the underground complex. Lance’s lungs were burning, the pull of the bags had made his back sore, he was an academic not a laborer. During their way up, all Marvin had done was whistle a tune which Lance did not know. They sat all the luggage on a concrete porch and Marvin offered, “We can leave them here, the staff will see they are stowed in the lab and your room. Come with me and keep up.”
They had gone down an elevator for what seemed like forever which finally did come to a stop. Standing in the elevator, Lance could not help but notice Marvin more closely. Where himself, was light skinned, thin, and wearing office casual clothing. Marvin standing beside him was a very much larger man than him and he had very good features. Marvin was not sure why he was playing such close attention; it was just somehow that the man commanded respect. Lance found his eyes, almost of their own volition, moving down to the huge bulge in the crotch of his jeans. Why had he done that? He did not make a regular habit out of going around trying to catch an eyeful of other men’s junk.
The elevator finally stopped on a floor that seemed to be nothing but a gigantic den which was very elaborate. Several large TV’s and computer screens hung on the wall. They entered the room, Marvin offered Lance a seat and made them a couple of mixed drinks. Drinks in hand, Marvin sat in a seat facing Lance. He seemed to be appraising Lance, one could almost say scrutinizing him. Finally, he said, “I can see that your employee ID pictures do you justice, you are just the perfect type.”
Lance was somewhat confused, then asked, “The perfect type for what sir?”
Marvin’s eyes narrowed and he went on, “I am not usually one to mince words, so am not about to begin. You and I are going to be in this complex for six months together. I make no bones about it; I enjoy dominating people like you. Of course, if that is something you are not interested in, then we will simply work. I can assure you that the former is much more enjoyable for the both of us. It may not seem that way to you now, however, in short order you will grow to love it. What do you think about that?”
Lance felt dizzy and a bit, he did not know why, excited at the prospect? He had never had a guy hit on him before, especially not in this manner. A large part of him wanted to flee from here right now, but there was also a part he had not known existed holding him.
Marvin said, “Well?”
Lance’s brain stuck for a second, but to his great surprise he found himself saying, “Yes sir, I don’t know anything about that world.”
Marvin said, “I have found the best way to deal with a new slave is simply get right into it. You must always obey my commands, failure to do so will lead to bad circumstances for you. Do exactly what I say, and things will be much better off for you. Now, stand up and remove all your clothing right in front of me.”
Lance was almost like the cobra that was being twisted by the snake charmer and he found himself moving to obey. Once he had his clothes off, Lance felt simultaneously embarrassed but also excited. His 6 inches were standing to attention, and he had not explanation for this. He had a girlfriend and would never have considered something like this before. Marvin’s eyes scanned up and down Lance’s body. As he did so, the lust that washed over his face, was quite apparent, particularly the way his eyes changed. He grinned, reached over into a drawer next to his seat and removed some items.
He told Lance, “Turn opposite from me and get on all 4’s like a dog and reach about and take your hands and spread your cheeks apart so I can see that hole.”
Lance, once again, found himself obeying this man and that last part had seemed rather demeaning. The big man got up, and kneeled behind Lance and laid his items he had retrieved onto the floor. First, Marvin began to run his finger from the top to the bottom of Lance’s ass. He did this for a few minutes till it began to get a bit raw and stopped. Next, he took he took his right hand and reached under Lance, grabbed his dick, and none too gently and pulled it behind him so the tip was pointed opposite of what it was supposed to be. This had the effect of not feeling very good, which is exactly what Marvin wanted. With his other hand he reached down and grabbed Lance’s balls and squeezed them quite tightly. This was also not comfortable and made Lance’s cock go flaccid.
This is the effect Marvin was waiting for as he reached over to the items he had brought and retrieved the right looking sized chastity cage. He then told Lance to change positions and to place his bottom on the floor but to face him. Lance did as he was told, and at which point Marvin took a few moments to lock his dick in the cage. The lock went click when he had it all snapped into place. He then rolled Lance around with his face pushed into the into the part of the loveseat one usually used to sit in. He then took a zip-tie and secured Lance’s hands firmly behind his back. Then he rolled him back around facing him with is back up against the loveseat.
Martin moved forward placing his crotch directly in Lance’s face. He told Lance, “Look up into my eyes, and do exactly as I say, also you are not to speak unless I tell you that you can.” Lance could see the lust deepen in Marvin’s eyes as he undid his pants, unzipped, and revealed a rather large cock that was already rock hard. Lance obeyed and got one look at what must be 9-10 inches and obeyed and looked up into Marvin’s eyes.
Marvin said, “Open your mouth bitch,”
Lance did, and Marvin took his right hand and inserted the head into his new slave’s mouth. He was already so excited there was a good bit of pre-cum beginning to ooze out. He took a deep breath, as he liked this. He told Lance, “Use your tongue and lick that off and swallow it down.”
Lance did as he was told, and to his surprise it had a somewhat salty taste to it, so he gulped it down. Marvin began to push is dick deeper and deeper in a very deliberate way. It was not long before he hit the back of the throat, and this caused Lance’s gag reflex to kick in. Marvin’s brown eyes twinkled when this happened, and he continued to push deeper and deeper. This caused Lance to gag quite a few times, and Marvin seemed to like this quite a bit.
He told Lance, “Yeah faggot, choke on a real man’s dick, I am not going to be able to get it all the way down in there on the first go. Not to worry, over the next few days I will work that throat of yours loose and every inch of it will go down in there. Now no teeth and work my shaft with your tongue.” With that he began to thrust his dick into and out of Lance’s mouth and throat.
Lance’s throat was already beginning to get somewhat sore from the part of Marvin’s cock that was getting was being pushed down into it. Here he was completely helpless, having a man do something to him he would never have guessed when the day began. This should not be right, but he could not help but liking the ideal of being under someone else’s total control like this. He had not ever known he was this way, perhaps he was just reacting to Martin’s aggressiveness? Though it was an alien experience to him, not the most comfortable things in the world, it was almost mesmerizing.
Marvin spoke, “You are doing good thus far, and damn that throat is fucking tight. Here let’s see if we can get it a bit slicker, I want more.” He pulled his dick out of Lance’s mouth and leaned his head over and spit all over the head of his cock. He took a hand and smoothed it around good. Once again, he ordered, “Open,”
Lance found himself wanting to get hard at the sheer control of this action, but the chastity cage prevented him from getting hard. How he wished he could at least touch himself right now. He opened wide and this time Martin went in the deepest he had gone yet.
This must have felt extremely good to him, he said, “Fuck, that is so warm and tight, keep your teeth pulled back and try to relax that throat."
This time he really picked up the pace and was getting his cock to go ever deeper into Lance’s throat. This went on for some time and Martin was not in any way being gentle about it. Slowly, over time he went faster and faster and began to pick up the pace of his breathing.
Finally, Martin said, “I am going to cum, it would be best for you to make sure and swallow every fucking drop of it. Be my good cum slut.” In a couple of more minutes, he slid his dick back to where, as he shot-off, it would fill Lance’s mouth good.
He said, “Oh, that feels so fucking good.” Martin cut lose with rope after rope of cum into Lance’s mouth, who did what he had been told. He held the eye contact and swallowed as fast as he could. Finally, he managed to get all of it down and Martin continued to slowly pump his face, he even went back down some into Lance’s sore throat. Once satisfied, he stood up and put his softening dick away and zipped back up.
Lance coughed a bit from where his throat was irritated. He had never even thought of letting someone do something like that to him before. Now he was afraid it was something he could easily become to want all the time.
Martin looked down at the bound naked, younger man and said, “Let’s get you settled away, this next six months is going to be fucking awesome, well for me it is.”
