Mark's Slave Adventure

PROLOGUE

My story about Mark starts about five years ago. I had contacted Mark through a classified advertisement that I had placed for a slave boy. He replied and told me this was my chance to own a real slave boy. The only problem was that he lived a thousand miles away, and I was skeptical that he was of legal age. I eventually learned that he was only 17 and I didn't want to take a chance.

So, over the next couple of years, we had long and frequent phone calls. He told me he wanted to be held as a real prisoner. He didn't want to be a conventional slave boy. He wanted to be restrained at all times. It was his dream to be held captive and never allowed any freedom. In fact, he said he would try to escape, so I would have to keep him in a cell, cage or shackled. Of course, he expected frequent and limitless torture, pain, humiliation and sex.

I have to admit that I was tempted because he is an incredibly cute blonde and well hung, but I had no facilities for keeping a prisoner. I realized it was a serious responsibility that I was not prepared to accept. I tried to get him to change his requirements, but unless I was ready to keep him a real prisoner, he didn't want to meet me. So, all we ever did was talk. He liked to tell me about his exploits and the things that had happened to him. Sometimes, he asked my advice because he seemed to trust me as a friend. I'm sure that if we had lived closer, we might have eventually hooked up.

One very important point that I want to make ... there is no mention of safe sex or the use of condoms in this story, because Mark told me they were never used. He was tested several times and reminded HIV negative, but he was just lucky. Don't ever assume that your sex partner is safe ... there is a good probability that he is not. Being reckless is very dangerous and safe sex should always be practiced if you want to live a long and happy gay life.

Here is the story of Mark's adventures, as he related them to me. I embellished the stories he told me with some dialogue based on his stories, and expanded some of his descriptions. This story follows his adventures and is basically the same as he described it to me, as best as I can remember. One more thing, I've changed all the names, expect for Mark. Now, for the story ........

CHAPTER 1 - First Encounter, First Mistakes

It was getting pretty cold and damn dark on Riverview Avenue. Mark was shivering and thinking that Kirk had played a fucking nasty joke on him. He had been walking this block for a half and hour and not a single nibble. Kirk promised him that he could get picked up by a faggot and make a little cash.

"FUCK", he said out loud, "This is a load of crap. I'm gonna go home."

Just as he started to walk toward Central Avenue, a car pulled up to the curb, a few feet ahead of him. As Mark approached the car, the driver rolled the window down.

"You wanna get in and warm up for awhile?", the driver asked.

"Sure", relied Mark. Maybe he had finally made contact with a guy with money. Mark got in the car. The warmth felt good, but Mark was still shivering and more than a little worried.

"Are you a cop?", asked Mark. Kirk had told him to always ask.

Kirk, a 16 year old boy that he recently met at a party, told him how he could make some cash. Mark was always desperately in need of money, so he listened intently as Kirk explained that he could get gay guys to suck him off and get paid $100 for it. Mark thought is sounded way cool and an easy way to make money. Mark knew he could cum 3 or 4 times in a few hours, so maybe he could make $300 to $400 in an evening. So, on this Wednesday night, he decided to try his new profession. Since there was a two day teachers meeting, he didn't have school until the following Monday.

Kirk had told him that he had to be very careful because the cops were always cruising around trying to catch the male prostitutes. "Prostitutes!", he thought. "I guess that after tonight, that's what I will be", he smiled to himself ... he liked the idea that he could make money with his body and cock. After all, he was a hot piece of meat. Almost 15, he was 5 foot 9 inch, slender, but well developed and muscular. He looked even younger than his age with his long, wavy blonde hair and flashing blue eyes. His chest, well defined and hairless with very sensitive large nipples ... in fact, his chest and ass were completely hairless. Mark considered his cock and balls as the most desirable for his newly found"profession'. Hard, his cut 8 inch cock stood straight and solid, with a mushroom head that was large compared to the shaft thickness. Not that his cock was thin ... it measured almost 7 inches in circumference. He had been measuring it since he realized that it got hard, a few years ago. He still was hoping that it would keep growing ... after all, he was still getting taller all the time. Hanging below his awesome fuck-stick, were two lovely, hairless balls, each larger than walnuts. "Yes", thought Mark, "This is this guys"lucky day and maybe mine, too."

With a little chuckle, the driver answered, "Hell no ... just looking for nice boy to play with."

Mark felt more at ease and felt a twinge in his crotch, as he thought of this guy sucking the cum out of him. The driver wasn't exactly good looking, but not ugly, either. He appeared to have a decent body and a kind face. Mark started to rub his cock as the stranger asked to see and feel his equipment before they set a price.

"I ... I've never done this before ... really!", Mark stammered. "I'm serious ... I really haven't. A friend told me I could make $100 tonight. I need the money."

Mark, never being particularly shy, unzipped his jeans and pulled out his hardening cock. "Is this worth $100?", he smiled at the driver.

"Sure is ... Boy! you have a huge cock! I'll give you a hundred ... no problem.". He pulled out his wallet and handed Mark one fifty. He put another fifty on the dashboard away from Mark's reach. You can have this one after you shoot in my mouth.

The driver bent over and began to lick and caress Mark's solid shaft. He made it real wet, then swallowed the full length onto his mouth and down his throat.

"Oh .... oh man. Oh shit, that feels so goooood", cooed Mark. "Don't stop ..... pleeeease don't stop." Mark felt real close to shooting, but didn't want to blow a load so fast. He realized that if the guy didn't get to suck him long enough, he might not give him the second $50. So, he tried to think about other things .. his rotten parents .. anything to get his mind off that hot, wet mouth, pistoning up and down on his cock. He managed to hold off for about 5 minutes. Soon, it became impossible to ignore his cock and the mouth sucking on it. This guy was good .. very good, taking Mark's big dick all the way down his throat.

"Ahhh....... ahhhh....... I'm gonna cum ... oh god, I'm cummmmming", he as almost whimpering. The cum boiled up out of his nuts and blasted out with tremendous force ... at least, it felt that way to Mark. Again and again, he shot more jissm out of his beautiful cock. The driver was all the way down on him with the head of his cock in his throat. He gagged a little because of the volume, but swallowed it all. When Mark had finally stopped, the driver slowly pulled off his meat, cleaning all the cum off.

"Oh man .... what a rush. That was great. I've never cum that hard before", Mark murmured. "I sorta hate to take your money. I'd like to let you do it for free, but I am disparate for cash."

"Tell you what", started the driver, as he handed Mark the remaining $50, "If you can shoot again, how about coming to my place for a couple of hours and I'll give you another $200."

"Two hundred! Jez, that's a lot. What'll I have to do for that much?"

"I just wanna get you naked and have real sex with you ... you know ... lick your body and your ass ... suck your nipples. Of course, I will suck you off a few more times. Can you cum very often?"

"I ... ah, I usually beat off 4 or 5 times a day. In a couple of hours, I guess I can make it maybe 2 or 3 more times ... with that hot mouth of yours", Mark was smiling, "But I'm not gay. I wouldn't do this if I didn't need the money so bad. I don't want to suck you ... really! Is that ok?"

"Sure", replied the stranger. Mark even felt a rise in his cock again.

"I gotta get home before midnight or my dad will whip my ass. I've got school tomorrow.", he lied. He didn't have school and his dad didn't give a shit about him. His parents had given up on making him a gentleman a long time ago. He was a wild kid, with a strong stubborn streak, which exasperated his mom and dad to the point that they told him he could do anything he wanted, but don't run to them if he got into trouble. His dad made a comment that Mark would be in prison before he was 18.

He started to put his shrinking cock back in his pants, when the driver reached over and grabbed it.

"Don't put it away. It's too pretty to be covered up."

On the way to the house, the driver told Mark that his name was Steve. He babbled about the things he liked to do and seemed to be a bit nervous ... he was gay and liked young guys and was sorta rich. Mark wasn't nervous. He was totally at ease and still horny, partly because Steve kept stroking him.

After a few miles through the city, they turned onto a darkened road, leading to a secluded house. Steve pulled into the garage, then led him through the house, into the bedroom. It was a large room with two king-sized mattresses on the floor.

"Wow ... you've got a great bed", exclaimed Mark. "Lots of room to play."

"Yeah .. I like a lot of room. Now, get your clothes off."

"Can I have the money first ... or half of it?" asked Mark.

Steve smiled, "Don't trust me, huh? Ok ... here's two hundred ... all that I promised."

Mark stuffed the money in his pocket and hurriedly stripped off his clothes. Being the first time Steve saw his fantastic beauty, he let out a little gasp.

"Anything wrong?", asked Mark.

"N ... aaaah, no, not at all. You're just hotter than I expected."

As soon as Steve stripped, they fell onto the mattress, naked. Steve began licking and sucking. He paid special attention to Mark's nipples and balls. Mark was being raised to incredible height of passion and desire ... his cock was throbbing hard ... so hard that it hurt and he thought it might explode.

"Ohhhhhh.... Ohhhhhhh .... p... pleeeaaaase make me cum", moaned Mark, as he put his hand around his cock as started stroking.

"STOP it!", commanded Steve as he slapped Mark's hand away. "Your cock is my toy ... mine alone."

"Yes ... ahh .. yes sir."

Mark liked the tone of Steve's voice ... very authoritative and demanding. It made his cock twitch and seemed to get even harder, but Mark knew that was impossible.

"I think I need to tie your wrists together so you keep your hands off your cock", suggested Steve.

"Oh ... oh, I don't know. That's sorta scary", answered Mark.

"Still don't trust me, huh?"

"Well, no ... I mean .... yes, I guess I trust you, but I don't think I'd like to be tied up", ventured Mark, but realizing that it might be fun. Maybe it would be fun to have this dude milk me while he was unable to resist.

Steve put his face close to Marks', "There's another two hundred if you let me."

Mark was intrigued but actually scared. The money would be hard to pass up. "Shit, that makes five hundred I'll make in one night", he thought.

"Well, ok, but you have to promise that you'll let me go in time to get me home by midnight."

"No prob", Steve answered.

Steve opened a drawer and withdrew a length of small rope. He quickly bound Mark's wrists behind his back. Next, he tied one ankle to the end of a long wooden rod ... the other ankle to the opposite end, spreading Mark's legs wide. It was obvious that this was not the first time Steve had tied somebody. He was quite expert in getting the rope just tight enough so that Mark couldn't move, but not so tight as to cut off circulation.

Steve stepped back to survey the bondage. Steve had an evil smile on his face. By this time, Mark was beginning to realize that this was a mistake. He was scared and he was completely helpless.

"I don't like this ... untie me ... please", Mark asked politely.

"No ... I don't think so. You're my slave now .... at least for awhile", Steve sneered.

Mark tried to get free, wiggling and pulling at his bindings, but it was no use. Steve was a bondage expert ... Mark was quite secure.

Steve stood over Mark, looking at the beautiful young boy ... his slave!

"Now then, slave, you're gonna earn your money and then some", Steve commented as he dropped to his knees, next to Mark.

He took Mark's ample balls in his right hand and began to squeeze. Mark howled in pain, but that just seemed to turn on Steve even more. He pulled and yanked and twisted on Mark's balls, giving him incredible pain. Finally, he released the throbbing nuts and turned his attention to the tender nipples. Pinching and pulling at them, Mark thought he would pass out even though he was screaming at the top of his voice.

Finally, Steve stopped. He quickly got up and opened a large closet door, revealing a selection of sexual toys.

Seeing these, Mark started to cry and beg, "Please let me go ... PLEASE! I'm not into this at all ... I just needed a little money. PLEEEAASEEeeee!".

"Nope, you have to earn your money first. Don't worry, you won't be hurt", he grinned, "at least, not too much."

Steve took a dildo shaped gag from the closet and quickly shoved it in Mark's mouth, securing it tightly around his head.

"That should keep you quiet ... your screaming was hurting my ears!"

Again Steve started to squeeze Mark's nuts. The tight squeezing was only a part of it ... at the same time, he yanked and twisted them, very hard. Mark was delirious from the pain. Again and again, Steve pulled and yanked his balls, until Mark was sure he would pull them all the way off. He tried his best to beg Steve to stop, but the gag prevented any communication. Steve continued to abused his balls for several minutes. Mark screamed and sobbed in exquisite pain. Finally he stopped and rolled Mark over onto his stomach.

"Now, my little slave boy, you are gonna learn how to please a man ... not just get your rocks off.", Steve whispered in Mark's ear, as he crawled on top of Mark's small, tight body.

Mark suddenly realized that Steve had called him his slave. HIS SLAVE! Mark wondered what that meant. He knew that he would find out very soon. He felt Steve's hard cock probing into his ass- crack. Terror spread through his mind, because he knew that he was going to be raped. After all, Mark thought he was basically straight and straight boys didn't take it up the ass. In his own twisted logic, Mark thought it was ok for a straight boy to get his cock sucked by man and maybe ... just MAYBE, it might be ok for a straight boy to jerk off another guy, but that was the limit. No sucking and certainly not getting fucked. But Mark was helpless to resist.

Steve ran his finger up and down on Mark's crack, pressing it against his puckered hole. Lubing his finger, he pressed it again to the virgin hole ... pressing with more force until the sphincter yielded and slipped inside. Mark let out a yelp through the gag. Steve pumped his finger back and forth ... slowly at first, then with increasing speed and depth. Although Mark's agony was real, he finally relaxed a bit and the pain let up. Finally, Steve pulled his finger out, only to attack again with two slippery fingers. Again, the pain stabbed thru Mark's body. Steve had to push very hard to get inside his tight hole.

"Relax ... open up", commanded Steve.

Mark wanted to tell him he couldn't but the works were too garbled to understand.

"I guess you don't know how ... try to act like your shitting out a hard turd ... push on it. Take deep breaths ... suck in gulps of air.", replied Steve.

Mark tried ... then tried again and realized that it helped ... actually helped a lot, but the pain was still there. When Steve started in him with three fingers, it hurt, but not as much as his first had. Slowly, his there fingers slid in to the first knuckle ... then all the way in. Mark groaned in agony. Finally, Steve removed his fingers and climbed on top of Mark's helpless body.

Steve's cock, now grown to it's full 10 inch length was lubed and poised to slide into Mark's virgin ass. Mark felt the head pressing against his virgin hole .. gently at first, but building pressure as Steve attempted to gain entrance. More and more pressure as Steve whispered, "Relax .... Push your hole open .. like you're trying to take a crap." Mark knew his hole will soon be penetrated by a hot, slippery rod. Pressing with more force, his ass opened to allow the cockhead to pop inside. Mark let out a mighty scream. The pain was intense .. it shot through his entire body .. it was unbearable, but Mark was helpless. He cried and screamed, but Steve continued to push his hard rod into the tight hole. Try as much as he could, Mark was unable to voluntarily open his ass for the huge head of the cock, lodged in his ass.

Steve was laying on top said, "I don't want to really hurt you, but I am gonna fuck you, no matter what. So, relax and try to open yourself up ... it won't hurt too much that way."

Steve pulled his cock out for a moment, then pushed back inside. The pain returned, but not as much as before. Steve forced another inch inside, then pulled all the way out again. Again and again, he shoved one more inch into the tight hole ... then pulled out again. Mark was howling in agony and pain. His head was spinning ... his ass felt like it was on fire. Never had he endured such incredible pain. Mark screamed and screamed, as loud as the gag would allow, but Steve continued his attack. In fact, the screaming seemed to make Steve even hotter.

Finally, Steve got all but one inch inside the hot, tight hole. He pulled out again, but almost immediately rammed it's full length back into Mark's stretched hole. His balls slapped against Mark's ass crack and he drove completely inside the helpless boy.

When the hot cock was completely buried in Mark's butt, Steve pulled back out again, very quickly. Mark felt some relief from the pain, but it was short-lived, because Steve only waited a couple of seconds before plunging the full length of his cock into the throbbing virgin asshole. The sudden invasion shot a thrill through Mark that he had never known before. Again and again, Steve would pull all the way out, before ramming back in. Each time, pleasure mixed with pain shot through Mark, but each time, the pain wasn't as bad as the last. Now Mark was starting to be worried because it wasn't hurting all that bad ... in fact, it felt good ... it felt very good. This just wasn't right ... a straight boy didn't get fucked. Each stroke of Steve's cock caused Marks rock hard shaft to jump and ooze precum.

Steve exclaimed, "Damn kid, you've got the hottest butt I've ever fucked ... wrapped around my cock, I can't hold off for very long!"

Steve pumped with greater force and gradually increased speed. Mark continued to cry, tears streaming down his face. He liked the feeling but he kept telling himself he wasn't gay .. he didn't want to be fucked .. NO WAY! He didn't want it to feel good .. it's not suppose to feel good. He tried to squirm away, trying to dislodge the cock that was impaling him. But Steve keep a firm grip on him as he viciously pumped the virgin ass.

After a few minutes, Mark knew that he actually liked the feeling ... a man inside him ... a man getting his rocks off inside him. Mark's own cock became more intensely hard and started to hurt cause it was so damn hard. Without realizing it, he tried to push back against the huge cock lodged in his ass, as if trying to get even more inside him. Steve was pounding him very fast now and Mark knew his rape would soon be over. He was right. In only a few more strokes, Steve let out a loud moan and blasted a gigantic load into the hot virgin ass. Mark could feel the hot jissm flooding his innards. Mark was excited ... his own cock was leaking lots of sticky precum. He was immediately embarrassed ... he liked being fucked! Mark was disgusted with himself, but the throbbing of his hard cock kept him from dwelling on his feeling. He just wanted to cum ... he HAD to cum!

Steve collapsed on top of Mark, his cock slowly growing softer inside Mark's ravaged hole. Mark was expecting Steve to give him some relief ... to suck him off ... to jack him off ... anything. Steve pulled his cum covered cock out of Mark's stretched hole, rolled him over on his back and completely ignored Mark's rock-solid cock, still oozing huge amounts of precum.

CHAPTER 2 - First Slave Lesson

"Just lay there and be a good slave", Steve had a menacing tone in his voice. "I have a few things to do before I fuck you again."

Again! Mark wasn't sure he wanted fucked again. Yeah, he sorta liked it, but he was straight ... straight boys just didn't like to be fucked. He noticed that Steve called him a slave again and that made him strangely excited. He remembered that is was getting late. Perhaps he should try to tell Steve that he had to go, or he'd be in deep trouble, even if it was a lie .. it might work. He tried to tell Steve that he had to go, but the words were not intelligible because of the dildo gag. Steve frowned at him ... at the same time pinched both of Mark's nipples very hard. Mark reacted as expected ... stiffening his body and yelping.

"I told you to be a good slave", Steve said again, "and that means just lay there and keep quiet, or I'll really hurt you."

A cold shiver shot through Mark. He hadn't counted on any of this, certainly not the pain and abuse. The bindings were beginning to hurt and he was extremely scared. He started to cry softly. Steve noticed and just smiled at him.

Steve left the room. After a few minutes, Mark heard Steve talking to someone ... on the phone. He laughed a couple of times, then he heard Steve say ... "See ya in a few". Mark was immediately worried even more. Steve had invited someone else.

Shortly after, Steve returned with a couple slices of pizza and a couple of drinks.

"I'm gonna take off your gag now. I want you to behave and not give me any shit. Understand?", Steve commanded.

Mark nodded his head.

Steve continued, "If you scream or yell, no one will hear you anyway. But, it will piss me off and I'll hurt you real bad."

Steve released the catch holding the gag in Mark's mouth and pulled it out.

"Thanks, that was beginning to bother me.", Mark said quietly.

"I know. I brought some pizza and a drink for you. It's gonna be a long night and you're gonna need all your energy."

"Oh man! I need to go home. My dad will kill me cause I'm so late."

"How about calling them and telling them you are staying with a friend?"

Mark didn't want to stay, but was afraid to say that to Steve. "I don't think that would work."

They were interrupted by the doorbell. Steve answered it and returned with a another man .. a fantastically gorgeous man!. Mark estimated he was in his early 30's, extremely well built and heavily tanned with wavy blonde hair.

As he removed his shirt, Steve said, "This is Todd ... ah, Todd meet Mark"

Todd dropped his shirt, revealing a nicely muscled, smooth chest. He reached down to Mark's balls and gave them a hard squeeze. Mark whimpered and moaned, but didn't cry out. Todd just looked him in the eyes and smiled.

Steve started, "Mark is gonna call his parents and tell them he's staying the entire weekend with one of his buddies. Right Mark?"

Mark replied very quietly, "Steve ... ppleease. I can't stay all night ... I can't stay all weekend."

Todd stripped the rest of his clothes and swung his huge, slightly hard cock in Mark's face. "You will call ... ya fucking slave, or I'll cut off your balls".

Todd retrieved a switchblade knife from his pants. He snapped it open and moved it slowly in Mark's face. He took Mark's balls in his hand. Pulling them away from his body, he places the sharp knife on his sac.

"Oh no ... PLEASE NO! I'll do anything you want. Just don't hurt me .... please", Mark sobbed.

Steve picked up Mark's pants and retrieved his wallet. He got the drivers license out and checked Mark's name. "Ok, what's your phone number ... I'll dial it and then you will tell your parents that you will be home on Sunday night. DON'T TRY ANYTHING FUNNY ... UNDERSTAND?"

Mark was terrified, but he sobbed a "yes". He knew he couldn't resist or Todd would cut off his nuts, or at least slice them up.

"What's your number, slave", Todd demanded. "We're gonna call now. If you do anything funny, you'll lose your balls ... right here and now. UNDERSTAND?" Todd pressed the edge of the switchblade against Mark's sac. He felt like it was about to slice off his balls, and he started crying.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, your nothing but a worthless hustler", Todd yelled.

Mark got himself under control and told them his number. His mind was racing ... was there anything he could say that would give his folks a hint about his plight? But, would Steve or Todd catch on and cut off his nuts? Steve punched it in and then held the phone to Mark's ear.

Mark's brother, Seth answered. "Hey ... ah ... put mom on."

In a few seconds, Mark continued, "Mom, I'm gonna spend the weekend at Lance's house ... s'ok?" After another short pause, Mark continued, "Ok, I'll call him."

Mark motioned for Steve to take the phone away. Steve put his hand over the mouthpiece.

"She want's to talk to Lance's dad."

"What's his name?"

"Ahhh.... John ... NO ... Jake ... Jake Henderson."

Todd handed Steve the phone. Steve began talking .... "Mrs. Fletcher? This is Jake ... ahhh, Lance's father." After another short pause, "Yeah, it's ok for him to stay. And I'll keep an eye on him." After another short pause, Steve finished the conversation, "Ok ... bye". Steve hung up te phone. "That was easy now ... huh? Your mother told me to make you behave and if you didn't, she said it was ok to punish you ... or send you home. Hummmm ... I don't think we'll be sending you home, so I guess you'll just have to be punished." Both men broke out in laughter.

Mark knew he was trapped, but at least these guys were giving him plenty of attention. Quietly, he spoke, "They don't really care about me ... or my brother ... so long as I don't get into any more trouble that would embarrass them. I will never do anything to please them."

As soon as he had finished the sentence, he realized that he had made a big mistake ... telling them that his parents didn't care. They might think that it was a good opportunity to keep him forever. Worse yet, they might try to kidnap his younger brother Seth, who was just 14.

Todd snapped his switchblade back and started to feed Mark the cold pizza. He held the drink to Mark's lips and made him drink. It was spiked with some liquor of some kind, but Mark drank it without protest. In fact, it warmed him a bit and his binding didn't seem to hurt as much.

Soon after he finished the drink, Mark began to feel detached ... a little dizzy and floating.

"Whaaaa ... what is t .. the drink?", Mark stammered.

"Just something to make you feel better ... ever hear of the date-rape drug? No? Well, this is my special concoction that includes a little ecstasy, but not so much to make you pass out. The best part is that it'll make you horny as hell. When it takes full effect, you will be totally submissive.", Steve smiled at him.

Mark was really flying. His head was light ... his sight was blurred ... he thought he was almost numb. But just then, Todd grabbed his nuts and gave them a hard squeeze and a yank. The sudden pain brought Mark back to reality, but he didn't cry out. He wasn't very numb at all, but he sorta liked the pain that Todd was inflicting on him. Mark felt his cock immediately grow very hard and throbbing again.

"He's ready", Todd announced.

"Good let's get started ... it's gonna be a LONG night", replied Steve.

Both men laughed ... almost giggled. They had a beautiful young boy, bound and helpless. He was their total slave for the entire weekend. Both were almost shaking with excitement.

"Damn!!! I gotta cum and NOW", Todd exclaimed.

He grabbed a handful of Mark's hair, pulling his face up to the level of his massive hard cock.

"Open your fucking mouth, slave", Todd commanded.

Mark didn't want to take the half-hard cock in his mouth. He was straight and he didn't suck cocks! But the drugs were working and his head was hurting because Todd was pulling his hair so hard. He slowly opened up, but reluctantly. Todd shoved his cock deep into Mark's mouth. He released his hair, and immediately put his hand behind Mark's head, shoving his cock down his throat. As Mark started to suck, Todd's cock began to grow, in length and girth. Bigger and bigger until it became difficult for Mark to hold his mouth open so wide. When it was fully erect, the shaft reached back into Mark's throat. Mark started to gag, but the drugs made the feeling pass. The fat cock was so far back in his throat that it started to cut off his air. After s short time, Mark began to struggle against Todd's hand ... trying to pull away to get some his breath. Todd released his vise-like grip and let Mark gasp a breath of air, then shoved the cock back down his throat. Mark was so drugged, that he actually thought that the cock in his mouth was somehow exciting, even though he had felt humiliated ... a straight boy giving some fag a blow job, even if it was being forced on him.

Todd continued to fuck Mark's face with ferociously ... he pushed and pulled his head back and forth on the huge rock-hard cock. The muscles in Mark's jaw were getting locked as he was having trouble sucking. Finally, Todd started to pump back and forth in Mark's mouth, so he could breathe. It didn't take long for Todd's cock to get close.

"AHHHHhhh ... oh fuck! .... I'm CUMMMING", Todd's cock erupted into Mark's mouth, shooting great wads of jissm down his throat.

"SWALLOW IT SLAVE", Todd commanded. "If you don't swallow it all, I'll whip your balls until they fall off."

Mark swallowed as fast as he could, even though the amount of cum blasting down his throat was gagging him due to the volume. Mark was sure that he didn't produce that much, but since he didn't have any real comparison, he had no idea if it was normal, or not. All he knew was that it excited him to taste a man's cum in his mouth. He was surprised that it didn't taste too bad .. somewhat salty and bitter, but the thought of swallowing another man's jiz made his stomach turn a bit. He was absolutely sure it was the drugs that kept him from heaving and found himself eagerly slurping down the flood of stringy juice in his mouth. After a few minutes, Todd released his head and pulled his softening dick out of Mark's mouth. Mark was still dizzy ... floating, spinning, half-conscious, but sporting a huge hardon.

"He's needs a good fucking ... I'll bet he's a virgin!", exclaimed Todd, as he caressed Mark's smooth bubble butt with his hand. Sliding a finger down his crack, he felt the still wet lube from Steve's fucking.

"FUCKING SHIT ... you S.O.B ... you've already busted his cherry!", Todd exclaimed, looking somewhat disappointed.

"Hey, I was horny and couldn't resist that hot ass. Besides, he's MY slave boy ... I picked him up, remember?", Steve smiled. "I just opened him up a little for your big fuck stick."

Both men laughed as they left the room, turning off the light and leaving Mark bound and alone.

"Let him rest ... we have a lot more time to use him.", Steve commented.

Mark felt intensely tired. The liquor and the drugs had taken a toll on his young body. He drifted off to sleep, thinking about the night that had developed into much more than he expected.

CHAPTER 3 - Torture and Pain

Mark was awakened when the light was snapped on and Todd returned. He didn't know how long he had slept, minutes or hours, but he didn't feel drugged anymore.

"WAKE UP fuck slave.", yelled Todd. "Time to get you ready for your slave training."

As Todd pulled him to his feet, Mark felt a shiver of fear.

"What slave training?", he mumbled.

Todd lifted him and slung him over his shoulder

"SHUT THE FUCK UP", commanded Todd. "Can't you ever keep your fucking mouth closed?"

Todd carried him into a large tiled room that looked like a shower room. Putting him down, he released Mark's wrists, quickly reattaching them to a couple of chains hanging from the ceiling. likewise, his ankles were released, only to be attached to chains attached to the wall on either side of him. His legs were spread so wide that it was almost painful.

"Now slave ... I'm gonna flush you out all the way up to your adam's apple.", Todd hissed.

He pulled a long hose from a hook on the wall ... greased it up and shoved the metallic end into Mark's butt hole. Then, he started a flow of water as he held the nozzle in place. Mark felt warm water gushing into his intestines. At first it felt somewhat pleasant, but as the volume of water increased, he felt pain from the pressure ... and slight cramps in him abdomen. Just then, Todd stopped the water.

"Hold it in, slave ... don't let that water out until I tell you", commanded Todd.

"Yes .... yes sir", Mark whimpered.

After several minutes that seemed like an hours, Todd told Mark to release the water. Todd repeated the flushing three more times, telling Mark that he wouldn't stop until he was totally clean. After the last flush, Todd greased a medium sized butt plug and held it close to Mark's face.

"See this plug, slave?", Todd asked rhetorically. "It has a little tube running through the center. As soon as I get it buried in your ass, I'll demonstrate how it's used."

Todd shoved a couple of greasy fingers inside Mark's hole, still tight even after the intense fucking he'd received. When he removed his fingers, he quickly placed the tapered end of the plug in his hole. Todd shoved it in with some effort.

As the plug popped into place, Mark moaned, "Ahhhhhh .... damn, it hurts ... p.. please take it out."

Todd just smiled and pushed it harder, as if he wanted to push the flanged end inside him, too. Next, he connected the tube to a water bag, hanging behind Mark.

"This is something special for you.", Todd grinned.

Mark felt very cold liquid flowing into his intestines. Todd squeezed the bag, forcing it to flow faster. Soon, Mark felt discomfort, quickly followed by pain from the large amount of liquid. Mark was shivering from the cold liquid in his gut.

"You'll warm up pretty soon ... so will the seltzer water that I just forced in you." Todd explained. "You know what's gonna happen next? NO? Well, I'll tell you ... the water is gonna warm up ... the carbonization will come out ... lots of gas that will bloat you. The pain will be terrific. I'm gonna love hearing you scream!"

Just as Todd said, after 10 minutes, the seltzer warmed and the carbonated gas was released. Mark's belly was bloated. Horrendous pains shot through his abdomen. Mark bent over in pain, but it only made it hurt even more.

"AHHHHHHhhhh ... oh god ... ahhhh ... p... p ... please .... oh god AHHHhhh ... please take it out .... PLEase .... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". Mark cried is agonizing pain. "PLEASE ... I'll do anything ... ANYTHING."

"Poor dumb hustler-slave ... I like to see you in pain. You deserve more than you're getting. ... and now you say you will do ANYTHING! Sure you will. cause you don't have any choice. We own you now!"

"OH GOD ... I can't take it ... the pain is killing me ... please", the last please was almost a whisper, a prayer.

Mark's pain was so severe, his head was spinning ... he was starting to lose consciousness.

Finally, Todd yanked the plug out of Mark's butt. The seltzer and gas came blasting out with tremendous force. The pressure on Mark's extended belly was relieved as he continued to drizzle out the last of the seltzer, accompanied by occasional blast of gas.

"Thank you.", sobbed Mark.

"From now on, slave, you will not speak unless I ask you a question or tell you to speak. And you will ALWAYS address me and Steve as SIR or MASTER. UNDERSTOOD?", Todd demanded.

"Y ... yes ... ahhhh ... yes SIR", Mark responded.

"The seltzer came out nice and clean without any shit, so your guts are ready for your training. But first, I have a special treat for you ... just a little something to make your training a bit more enjoyable.", Todd sneered.

Again, he rammed the butt plug into Mark's hole and connected it to another rubber bag. Mark moaned, thinking he was going to endure more seltzer.

As Todd opened the hose clamp to start the flow, he said, "Don't worry, this won't hurt ... just a little warmed wine. You'll soon absorb the alcohol. You'll soon be a little drunk and relaxed."

Todd squeezed the bag to make the wine flow faster. It seemed to warm Mark's innards, soothing them. As the bag emptied almost a gallon on wine, Mark's belly again was bloated, but there wasn't any pain ... just a very uncomfortable feeling. Todd pinched off the hose when the bag was empty. Mark's stomach was distended and hard. Todd stood behind him and massaged his belly to increase the discomfort and pain.

Slowly, Mark began to feel woozy ... the wine was making him drunk. Todd continued to massage the hard belly for 20 minutes, as Mark sagged on the chains. His head was spinning ... the pain wasn't all that bad anymore. Finally, Todd yanked the plug out, allowing the wine to gush out.

Todd greased a long, thin dildo and shoved it into Mark's ass. Mark let out a loud moan as the rubber cock was pushed deep inside his gut. Todd quickly pulled it out, causing some of the trapped wine and water to be expelled. He repeated this procedure several times to make sure Mark had passed all the liquid.

Todd went to a cabinet outside the shower area and started to mix a drink.

"Now, you need some liquid fire ... ahhh ... some help to keep you horny and ready", Todd mumbled as he mixed.

He stuck a straw in the glass and put it into Mark's mouth.

"Suck this up ... all of it", Todd commanded

It tasted very good and Mark was thirsty, so he sucked it all down quickly.

"Good boy. Now, on to the dungeon.", Todd commented.

Todd released Mark's wrists and ankles. Mark could hardly stand because of the wine and the initial effects of the drugs he had just drunk. But, his cock was rock-hard. Todd took it in his hand and stroked it a few times. Mark moaned in ecstasy, as he put his arms around Todd's shoulders and held on. Mark had an intense desire for Todd to fuck him ... to suck him ... to use and abuse his body.

"The drugs must be working ... you're ready for anything, aren't you slaveboy?", Todd laughed. "Just wait, you''ll get more than you bargained for."

Todd picked up Mark like a bag and slung him over his shoulder. He carried Mark into a room that was fairly dark. On the wall were a variety of whips, chains, dildos and some other devices that Mark couldn't guess their purpose, but all of it scared him a little. There were several chains hanging from the ceiling ... one set had a sling attached, another a wide wooden beam. Todd eased Mark to the floor on a wrestling pad.

"P ... pleeease ... I can't do this ... I ... I can't do this. I wanna go home", Mark pleaded.

"GOD DAMNIT .. SHUT THE FUCK UP. CAN"T YOU REMEMBER ANYTHING? And no ... you can't go home ... not yet, shithead", Todd replied. "You still have two days before we'll take you home."

Mark started to cry, but Todd slapped him across the face. "You little pussy ... stop that. You like this and you know it", exclaimed Todd.

Mark snapped out of his stupor and realized that Todd was right ... as much as he hated to admit it, he did like it ... at least his cock stayed hard whenever he was being hurt. He especially liked Todd and Steve's big cocks ... they were even bigger than his own.

"Hey ... how'd he do?", Steve asked.

"Ok ... the drugs are taking effect. Think we should give him any more?", asked Todd

"Yeah, I think so ... I mix some in a minute.", Steve grinned.

Todd slipped Mark off his shoulder and laid him on the floor. As soon as Steve returned, Todd asked, "I need some help getting him chained up ... he's real limp."

Together, they strapped on wide and padded leather cuffs on each wrist ... tightening them very snug. A slave collar was strapped on his neck and a wide belt with rings sewn in, around his waist. Finally, wide and tight cuffs were put on his ankles.

"Now slave, stand up", commanded Steve

Mark staggered to his feet with the help of the two men. His wrists were attached to chains, hanging for a short overhead wooden beam. The chains were also extended down and attached to the belt around Mark's waist. His ankles were chained to hooks attached to the floor, pulling his legs wide apart. A leather parachute was snapped around his balls. It too, was chained to a hook in the floor. Finally a dildo gag was shoved in his mouth and fastened behind his head.

"Now for a little fun", Todd said gleefully. He flipped a switch and the wooden beam started to slowly rise, stretching Mark. As the beam continued upward, the chains were stretched tight, as was Mark's body. His balls were especially affected and the parachute stretched his sac mercilessly.

"AHHHhhhhhh ... p ... p ... pruleeessss ... ho ... HO... PREEEse", Mark sobbed through the gag.

Both men just laughed, but Todd did stop the beam. Steve wiped one of Mark's ass-cheeks with a wet swab.

"Just a little alcohol, to sterilize the area, so you don't get infected from this shot", Steve explained.

Steve stuck the needle of the syringe into Mark's butt and emptied it's contents.

"This will make you feel REAL good ... and so fucking horny that you'll do anything to blow your load.", Steve smiled.

Next, Steve put some alligator jaw clamps on each of his tender nipples.

"Uuummmmfff", Mark protested.

To each the clamps, was attached small lead weight and a vibrator.

"This will keep your attention", giggled Steve as he switched on each vibrator. Each jumped into action, yanking the clamps and putting Mark into intense pain.

"Oooohhhhhmmmmmmrrrfff ... ho huck ... hit hurts.", sobbed Mark.

Immediately Todd raised a wide leather strap and wacked Mark's ass extremely hard.

"Aahhhheeeee ... oh hod ... huuummmmmmfffff", Mark cried

Again and again, Todd let loose with forceful and vicious blows to his butt cheeks. Todd was an expert at whipping. He was able to control the exact place where each blow landed ... the left cheek ... the right cheek ... both and then an occasional wack between the legs, hitting Mark's poor overstretched balls. A few carefully placed hits on the upper thighs caused Mark to let out blood-curdling screams ... at least the best he could through the gag.

Slowly, as the drug took effect, and his butt became numb, the whipping didn't seem too damn bad. As it continued, Mark's cock began to stir, getting extremely hard. Steve tied a thin, wet leather thong around it's base, securing it very tight.

"There, that'll keep you hard from now on", Steve said

"OOOoooonmmmmgffff", Mark tried to protest.

Todd stopped whipping, but just long enough to get a cat-o-nine tails whip ... nine long leather straps attached to a solid handle, Without any other warning, Todd landed an extremely hard blow to Mark's already red and sore ass. The cat tails tore into his skin, raising angry welts.

"UUUUUAAAAAaaaaaaaaammmmmmf", Mark screamed as loud as he could.

Again, Todd gave him another blow and again Mark screamed. After a dozen more blows. Mark was sweating and breathing hard ... his chest raising and lowering in an attempt to get air ... his head drooped downward. Todd aimed a few more at his thighs, curling the leather straps around his legs, adding to the intense pain. When Todd finished, Mark's smooth ass was covered with red lines where the leather tails had bitten into his skin.

"I think he understands now ... that he is nothing but a worthless piece of meat", Todd calmly exclaimed. "Better spread some ointment on his butt. Don't want him to have a lot of scars."

After the soothing ointment was rubbed onto his sore cheeks, Steve slid a finger into Mark's tight hole. Mark moaned at the intrusion, but it didn't really hurt. When Steve added a second, then a third finger, Mark began to feel the pain of being stretched. The same pain he felt when he was being fucked. Steve continued to work his fingers in his hole, gently massaging Mark's prostrate. He could squeeze and rub it, causing his cock to jump. Actually, Mark liked that feeling, even though he still felt a bit of pain of being stretched. The drugs that had been injected into his ass must have worked, because his cock was incredible hard. It was aching. Mark wanted to cum ... he HAD to cum ... nothing else really mattered.

Steve pulled out his fingers. He held up a long, but small diameter dildo, he slowly lubed it so that Mark could see it.

"Guess what, slave? You're gonna get this tiny rubber cock in your ass. I know you really want a long and fat one, like those.", exclaimed Steve, pointing to the wall where many dildos were neatly hung. "Don't fret, you'll get them all, starting with the small ones. See that huge one? It's three inches diameter and fourteen inches long. Before the evening is over, every inch of it will be pounded into your guts!"

Mark moaned. He tried to beg Steve. He tried to protest, but it was no use because the gag made him unintelligible.

Steve place the head of the thin dildo at Mark's still tight hole.

"Push the whole damn thing in him ... all the way.", commanded Todd as he stoked his own rock hard cock.

Steve pushed and pushed hard. The head popped past Mark's sphincter easily. Mark howled as the pain shot through him. Without hesitation, Steve continued to push the rubber cock inside him. Quickly, only a little end remained exposed out of Mark's butt hole. Mark tried to squirm ... tried to squeeze out the dildo, but Steve held it.

Slowly, Steve began to pump the dildo back and forth in the throbbing hole. Faster and faster ... longer and longer stokes, Steve was obsessed with ramming Mark's butt. When he grew tied, he pulled it out and dropped it to the floor. Returning to the dildo wall, he selected a fatter and longer dildo. Even though there were some a bit smaller, he decided this slave could skip a few sizes. After applying some lube, he pushed the ten by two inch dildo into Mark's ass with one hard stroke. He buried the entire length inside the boy's ass.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh ... ommmppphhh ffop!", screamed Mark.

The pain Mark felt was terrible, but somehow erotic. He noticed that his cock was still hard. Steve pumped the dildo. Mark groaned and moaned. Mark's cock was throbbing and jerking as the dildo dug deep into him and massaged his prostrate. His cock was wet with precum, dripping down his balls. Mark wanted to cum. His moaning was his only was to beg for relief, but Steve ignored him.

Todd took Mark's cock and slowly stroked it. Five strokes and Mark knew he was finally going to cum. He was ready. If Todd kept it up ... just a few more strokes ... two, three maybe that would be all it takes. But, Todd suddenly stopped, leaving Mark's leaking cock waving in the air. Mark moaned ... he tried to ask Todd to do it some more, but the gag stopped him.

"The slave wants to get off!", laughed Todd. "Maybe tomorrow, we'll let him."

They both laughed. Todd retrieved another dildo. This one was almost the biggest on the wall, probably twelve inch and over two inch diameter. It was tapered, gradually getting fatter toward the base. Mark squirmed in fear. This one would surly split him apart.

"Take this one slower ... he'll need time to get used to it.", said Todd

"Why?", asked Steve. "Are you going soft on this slave? He needs it rammed in him, just the others."

"It might really hurt him ... he has such a tight little ass."

Steve lubed the new dildo, but didn't pull out the other one, still lodged deep inside Mark. Finally, he pulled it out and quickly pushed the head of the fatter cock into Mark. Now, the pain was incredible with only the head of that thing inside him.

"P ... p ... ppppwwwfffeee Ahhhhhhhheeeeeee", Mark screamed. He started to cry.

Steve was more gentle with this one. He slowly pushed it in about an inch, stretching Mark's butt. He pulled it back, relieving some of the pain, but then pushed it in again. Each time, Steve pushed it in a bit farther ... each time stretching Mark's hole wider and wider.

Mark was on the verge of passing out. Each push caused pain to shoot through all of Mark's young body. Each inch of the dildo produced even more pain, even though Mark was sure that there wasn't any pain as awful as he was enduring. But then Steve would push another inch ... another larger diameter and Mark would feel the most incredible pain.

Finally, Steve managed to get the entire length inside. Mark was breathing hard and fast. He was sweating. He was swimming in pain. He was sobbing.

"I wanna start on his nuts, now.", proclaimed Todd.

He pulled up a short stool in front of Mark and sat down. Todd snapped off the parachute and took hold of Mark's ample balls in his hand. Slowly he squeezed. Slowly, Mark felt the new pain. Todd continued to squeeze harder and harder until he was exerting all the force he could. Mark was screaming again.

Todd let up the pressure, just a bit, but then gave the tender nuts a hard yank. Mark stiffed his body and let out a blood-curdling scream, even though the gag was still in place. Todd kept yanking ... sometimes just pulling very hard. A good twist to the balls, while squeezing and yanking, would get another loud scream from Mark.

Not to be outdone, Steve rammed the dildo inside Mark even harder and faster. His hole felt like the dildo would rip out his insides.

For a half and hour, Todd and Steve abused Mark's young body. Each minute that passed seemed like an eternity to Mark. The intense pain finally got the best of him and he passed out. Todd stopped his brutal attack on Mark's tender and sore balls ... Steve yanked out the dildo. While Todd held Mark's body, Steve detached his wrists and ankles. Todd removed the gag. They dragged him over to a padded table. Bending him at the waist, they laid him on the table, face down ... his legs hanging down to the floor. Straps were attached to his wrists and ankles to hold him in place. Steve when to the pharmacy cabinet ... after a few minutes returned with a small bottle.

"This will revive him ... some smelling salts.", said Steve.

Waving the opened bottle under Mark's nose, he started to cough a bit, then wide awake again.

"W..... What's .... ", Mark tried to speak, but couldn't. His head was pounding ... his cock and balls ached and his ass felt like his intestines would fall out.

Steve was stroking his hard cock. Without warning, he shoved it full length into Mark's well-stretched hole. Even though he hadn't used any lube, it went in easily. Steve pistoned Mark for several minutes, until he started moaning and he blasted his load into Mark's ass. As soon as Steve pulled out, Todd shoved his cock in. Being bigger than Steve, Mark felt a stab of pain as Todd sunk it all the way inside. Todd pumped his ass mercilessly ... ramming into Mark viciously. He would pull his huge cock all the way out, then ram it's full length back in with all the force he could muster. It sent a shock wave from Mark's abused ass all the way up to the top of his head. Mark's head already was hurting and the brutal attack was making him feel even worse. After several minutes, Todd unloaded he hot jissm. Mark could feel the hot juice filling him ... he was relieved ... maybe, they would let him go now.

The two Masters released Mark, picked him up and put him on his back on top of the table. Leather straps were attached around his ankles, thighs, waist and neck. His arms were strapped down near his sides. Mark was unable to move. Steve held up a hard, shinny butt plug ... to show Mark.

"This is a nice special butt plug for you. You will learn to hate it.", Steve said, smiling broadly as he shoved the cold hard plug into Mark's sore ass.

In the meantime, Todd had opened a drawer in a chest near the wall of toys. Quickly, he brought several things, including a small table. After a short time, he started to stroke Mark's cock, keeping it hard. It was throbbing and Mark could think of nothing else than getting off. Todd, holding Mark's cock very firmly, started to push a lubed q-tip into the hard cock. It didn't hurt much, at first, but as Todd pushed it deeper, the sensation turned from uncomfortable to slight pain. But, it wasn't as bad as the pain Mark had already endured, so he just moaned a little.

"Good boy", commented Todd. "I know you don't like it much, but it'll get worse and you'll be screaming very soon."

Todd smiled broadly. He left the q-tip lodged in Mark's cock. Next, Todd filled a blunt syringe with more lube. When he was satisfied with the contents, he slipped the end into Mark's urethra, along side of the q-tip, stretched it open. Now, Mark began to feel more pain, but still not too bad, as Todd emptied the lube into his cock. Todd started to pump the q-tip back and forth in Mark's poor cock ... fucking it with the q-tip. Gradually, it abraded the inside of the cock and the pain grew. It grew beyond what Mark expected and he started to scream.

"AHHhhhhhh....flpo ... preese flop", he tried to scream thru the gag.

Finally, after several long minutes, Todd stopped and withdrew the q-tip. He picked a unused q-tip and squeezed some lotion on it.

"Now slave", started Todd, "your cock is nice and sore ... huh? Well, this q-tip will intensify the pain ... I just covered it with a hot sports cream."

With no hesitation, Todd slipped the q-tip full length into Mark's abused cock.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH", Mark let out a blood-

curdling scream.

Again, Todd pumped the q-tip back and forth, producing a pain that Mark couldn't handle. He almost passed out, but Todd stopped, just in time.

Steve had assembled some equipment next to the bondage table. Mark didn't recognize any of it, but was very frightened, because it had a lot of wires and clamps. Mark was sure they intended to electrocute him.

"Now, you are gonna get the shock of your little life, worthless.", giggled Steve as he connect some wire to the butt plug in Mark's butt.

A device with flat plates were attached to his balls, trapping and mashing them. The pain shouldn't have been very bad, but Mark's balls were so damn sore from the workout that Todd had given them. Steve tightened the screws holding the plates, applying intense pressure on his crushed balls. Mark groaned, but took the pain. Steve stroked Mark's sore cock until it was at full mast. He tied a leather string around it's base to force it even harder and to make sure it wouldn't get soft. Slowly he started to slip a long flexible rod into Mark's sore cock. It hurt like hell and Mark had to let out a bit of a scream. The rod slid all the way into his cock.

Steve was humming as he attached the wires to the devices on and in Mark. Finally finished, he smiled at Mark.

"Here we go slave boy. This will keep you attention for a LONG time!", Steve grinned.

Steve adjusted something on a little box that was lying on the table next to Mark. Immediately, he felt a jolt of pain stab through his ass. It felt like fire ... like his ass hole was burning. Mark let out a slight scream, but as quickly as it started, it stopped.

"You like that boy?" asked Steve.

Mark shook his head violently ... NO! Again, the fire shot though Mark's butt. This time it lasted longer. Then, there was only a short pause before it jolted him again ... and again ... and again.

Mark stiffened his body in pain and howled, "EEEeeeeeee sfop ... hooo goood, sfop", he begged through the gag.

But the fire and the pain continued. Steve continued to adjust the device. The pain increased and lasted longer and longer. Suddenly, the same jolt shot through Mark's sore balls.

"AAAAAAAAAasssshhhhhhhhfffffffff", he wailed.

Steve and Todd laughed, as Steve continued to fiddle with the controls. Mark felt a tingling in his cock, then intense fire as the electricity blasted through his throbbing dick. Steve set the controls so that Mark was alternately shocked in his ass, then his balls and finally his cock. The jolt in his cock was the worse sensation, but Mark found that it was somehow arousing.

"Turn that fucking thing on high.", demanded Todd. "I wanna see what he can take."

Steve again adjusted the box. The electrical pulses kicked up in intensity, with only a short pause between the each jolt. Mark was sure he couldn't take it much longer and tried to beg them to stop, but it only excited Steve. He adjusted it even higher. Mark was dizzy and his head was pounding.

Steve and Todd continued to smile and giggle as Mark was shocked senseless.

"Damn!" exclaimed Steve, "I never had this thing turned up this high on anybody. Suppose it's safe like this?"

"Sure, don't worry. The instructions said that it was safe, providing it wasn't used continuously for hours." replied Todd.

Mark was being tortured with electrical pulses that he thought would scramble his brains. He couldn't think ... he couldn't concentrate ... he couldn't talk. All his senses were numb, except the ceaseless jolts of electricity surging through his cock and balls and ass.

"I'm hungry ... let's get a sandwich.", Steve said.

"Me too ... let's leave this turned on, while we're gone ... he'll have plenty of time to enjoy the electrical shocks!", Todd replied with an evil grin.

For what seemed like hours, Mark endured the relentless electrical torture. His mind was numb by the time the two men returned. He was lying on the table, limp, motionless and babbling.

"He's just about had it.", smiled Steve. "Just a bit longer ... on the fastest setting."

Steve adjusted the electrical device again. Incredible jolts brought Mark back to reality. He screamed and screamed. Suddenly, Mark felt the familiar boiling of cum deep in his balls. He erupted with a huge load, squirting wave after wave of hot jissm into the air. The first shot blew the conductive rod out of his dick. Finally, Steve turned off the device.

"I think he's had enough today.", said Todd.

"Not yet ... he's ready for the final assault on his ass.", replied Steve.

Steve removed all the clamps and wires from Mark. He released his ankles and bent his legs back until his knees were almost on his shoulders. Straps were attached to his ankles, holding Mark in this position, with his butt fully exposed. Steve pushed a large quantity of lube into Mark's ass.

Todd was standing near Marks's chest and had something in his hand that looked like a small radio.

"Tell me when you're ready.", said Todd.

"NOW!", replied Steve.

Todd placed the device on Mark's ass-cheek. He squeezed the button, releasing the charge from the stun gun into him. Mark was immediately disoriented, dizzy and went completely limp ... all his muscular control gone from the stun.

Immediately, Steve pushed his greasy fingers into Mark's relaxed hole. Three, then four ... pushing them in up to his thumb. Mark started to regain some control and let out a moan from the pain the fingers were giving his sore butthole. Todd put the stun gun on Mark's asscheeks again and gave him another and longer jolt. Instantly, Mark lost all control.

Steve curled his thumb onto his palm and pushed harder, slipping his entire hand into Mark's stretched hole. He buried his hand inside Mark, but kept pushing until half his forearm was inside poor Mark. He pistoned his arm and hand back and forth, completely removing his hand before plunging all the way back in. Mark was groaning a little, unaware of the extent of the assault on his ass.

Slowly, Mark regained control and felt the intrusion inside him. He started to moan as the hand massaged his prostrate and stretched his hole. As his mind cleared, he realized what was happening to him ... and he sorta liked it. In fact, his cock rose to the occasion ... again!

"Look at that dick ... he's getting hard again! Horny little brat, huh? Might as well make him cum!", commented Steve.

Todd took Mark's cock and began to stroke it. It quickly got completely hard. Mark felt like he was riding on a magic carpet of pain. The cum was boiling up inside him ... closer and closer.

"Don't stop", whispered Steve, "His prostrate is hard as a rock ... he's gonna blow!"

The hot jissm shot out of Mark's cock with tremendous force ... shooting long streams of stringy cum all the way up to the ceiling. His body jerked and spasmed as wave after wave of hot cum blasted from his cock.

Finally spent, Steve pulled out his greasy hand. Mark was gasping for air, breathing hard and sweating profusely. Steve pulled the gag out of Mark's mouth and put his greasy hand to his mouth.

"Lick my hand clean ... ya fucking cunt", demanded Steve.

Mark tried to turn his head away, but Steve landed a hard blow on Mark's cheek.

"Look pussyboy, you'll do everything that I tell you ... everything!", commanded Steve.

Mark opened his mouth and started to lick ... to clean off Steve's hand.

Finally, the two men released Mark, removing him from the table. They carried him to a mattress on the floor. His wrists and ankles were bound together. A steel shackle was clamped around his balls ... then padlocked to a chain, the end of which was attached to a huge weight resting next to Mark. This essentially allowed Mark to move a couple of feet in either direction until his balls were pulled too tight.

"Get some rest, slave." Steve said gently. "You're gonna need all the strength you can muster for the party, tomorrow."

They left Mark along, bound and still somewhat disoriented. He fell asleep, worried about the threatened party the next day. He realized that this had been a huge mistake. He didn't want to be tortured, raped or anything else. All he wanted is to make a little money ... now he was a sex slave ... humiliated, degraded fuck-toy, and in pain. His body ached, especially his hole, stretched open incredibly and throbbing. Finally, he fell asleep. He slept soundly.

CHAPTER 4 – Blackmail

"WAKE UP ... fucking slut", yelled Todd as he gently kicked Mark's butt.

Mark was in a deep sleep and jumped as he awoke.

"P ... please let me go. I won't tell anybody ... please!", Mark pleaded.

"Well ... what'd ya think Steve? Should we let him go now?", queried Todd.

"Let me think.", replied Steve. "He might get the idea to tell the cops, or his parents and we ...."

"NO! ... No ... I won't tell anybody. Really ... please believe me!", Mark interrupted as tears welled up in his eyes.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!", screamed Steve. "Damn, he needs a lot more training before he's ready."

Mark was sobbing now ... he was scared that they would never let him go ... maybe even kill him.

"I got an idea ... I'll get the video camera and he has to perform for us. Maybe if he makes a good video, we can let him go ... What's ya thing?", Steve grinned.

"Sounds like a plan", added Todd. "Think he needs to be flushed out?"

"Naw ... if he's full of shit, it'll just make the video more interesting.", grinned Steve. Turning towards Mark, he continued, "We'll release you now, but you have to do a little acting for us. You get your cock hard and stroke it for the camera. Then, roll over and show the camera your butt hole ... pulling your cheeks apart so we get a good view. All the while, you will say how much you like to suck cock and how much you like to be fucked. And you tell the camera that you only charge $50 for both your holes. You will make sure that it's clear that you are a fucking hustler slut ... all you want is dirty sex and money to do it. UNDERSTAND?", asked Steve.

"B .. but I ... I can't", mumbled Mark. "If anybody would see it, I'd be sent to prison ... or worse."

"By George! I think he's got it!", laughed Steve.

"This is our insurance policy. You'll do it now, or we will NEVER let you go. You will just disappear from the world", added Todd. "While the camera is on, I'll give you some cues about what I want you to do .... UNDERSTAND?"

"ok ... ". Mark whispered.

They removed all his restraints. Todd scribbled some noted on a paper and handed it to Mark.

"Read this ... this is what I want you to say ... in your own words.", demanded Todd.

While Mark read the notes, Steve opened a cabinet and pulled out a video camera. He flipped a switch on the wall and several bright lights came on. Obviously, this wasn't the first time the guys had made a video.

"SHOW TIME!", Steve said and started the camera.

Mark rubbed and squirmed around on the mattress, slowly stroking his

cock until is was hard. As he did, he started to say the things that the notes had described.

"Wanna suck me? Do you want me to suck you? ... just fifty dollars", cooed Mark.

After a few minutes of stroking, Mark turned over, spreading his cheeks apart, he continued, "You'll get this tight little hole for that same fifty dollars ... I'm not expensive because love cocks in me. I want you to drain your balls inside me ... fill me with your cum ... I want ALL your cum in me. For just fifty bucks you can use my body however you want for an hour. If you still want more, the second hour is only twenty-five."

Mark was humping the air and showing his smooth little butt hole. He put a couple of fingers in his hole and shoved them in as far as he could reach. Todd tossed a fat greasy dildo into the camera view. Mark took the cue and working the dildo into his ass ... moaning, as if he was feeling intense pleasure from the probing rubber cock.

Todd motioned to him that he should roll over onto his back, then shove the dildo all the way in with his legs up. Mark obeyed ... he felt a stab of pain as he pushed the dildo deep. His cock was very hard and starting to ooze precum.

"See how I can take the big ones. Nothing is too big for my boy cunt.", Mark moaned. "I like to be fucked ... and fucked real hard."

Mark pistoned the dildo with renewed vigor, sinking it's entire length into his ass, with his left hand ... his right hand stroking his cock. As much as he hated to admit it, the dildo felt very, very good. It excited him, taking him to a place of pleasure and passion. After several minutes, Mark began to moan loudly as the cum started to fire out of his dick.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!", cried Mark as his cock exploded with a huge stringy load of cum, some landed on the mattress cover but most cobern Mark's chest and face.

Todd motioned to Mark that he should pull out the dildo, then lick it, but Mark misinterpreted it and began to lick up his own cum, smacking his lips and moaning with delight. Again, Todd made a motion about the dildo and Mark began to lick and suck on it. He couldn't suck it very much of it because it was way too fat to fit in his mouth.

Finally, he dropped the dildo and looking directly into the camera, said, "Don't ya think I'm worth fifty? If not, make me an offer. I'll do anything to get your cock .... and all your cum."

Steve panned the camera across Mark's beautiful body, lingering on his softening cock, then faded out. He lowered the camera and said, "Good boy ... you did it ok."

Mark somehow felt elated that he had performed well, without realizing when this video was going to mean to him in the future.

Todd dropped to his knees, his huge hard cock sticking straight out from his body. "Roll over on your stomach, fuck slave.", he demanded

As soon as Mark rolled over, Todd mounted him and shoved his cock all the way inside Mark's sore hole. He viciously fucked Mark ... ramming it deep inside after pulling all the way out. He repeatedly slapped Mark's butt cheeks very hard as he continued his merciless anal attack. Soon, he began to ease up and Mark could feel that his cock seemed to get harder, just before Todd blasted a large, hot load into his guts. He collapsed on top of him, laying there as his cock softened. Mark could feel the rising and falling of his chest as he fought for air. Mark was surprised ... he loved it! He wanted Todd to fuck him forever, but he must not admit that to anybody.

As soon as the video tape was rewound and put into the VCR, Steve grabbed Mark from Todd and pulled him up on his knees, facing the TV. As Steve plunged his cock into Mark's sloppy hole, the TV show started. There on the screen was Mark, acting like a fucking hustler slut. Mark felt embarrassed for a moment, then remembered the fat cock that was pistoning his ass. Steve's cock was slowly pumping. It's head would just clear his sphincter, before sliding back in. The effect was to poke and massage Mark's prostrate, sending him into waves of lust. His cock was hard again, and very sore as the tape finished. Steve let out a howl and he dumped his load into Mark.

"Ok fucker ... you're so full of our cum. Keep your hole closed ... if any leaks out, you'll be VERY sorry.", sneered Todd, as Steve yanked his cock out of Mark's ass.

The two men, bound and gagged Mark again. He was lying helpless on the mattress as they turned out all the lights and left the room.

Mark realized that he had not be freed after making the video. He realized he had been tricked and lied to. He knew he had just made another mistake. He slept.

CHAPTER 5 - The Party Slave

"Up slave .... time for the party", demanded Todd

Mark woke up slowly as Todd and Steve removed his bondage. He was roughly dragged into shower room. His wrists were cuffed to hooks in the ceiling. Todd turned on the water and let it run until if was warm. He diverted the water to an enema hose, on the end of which was attached a butt plug shaped nozzle. Water was spraying out of the end as Todd rubbed some lube on the plug. He shoved it into Mark's hole, lodging it firmly in his butt.

Mark felt the warm water gushing into his guts. It felt good at first, but quickly turned to pain ans the water put pressure on his guts. His belly was swollen out from the water and he was moaning loudly. The water continued and the pain became intense.

"Pl ... PLEEEEAASE ... .STOP I can't take it .... PLEASE STOP!", Mark cried.

Todd stopped the flow, but didn't pull out the plug, so the pressure continued ... the pain continued. For several minutes, the pain continued ... continued to get worse. Finally, Todd pulled the plug. The water gushed out at tremendous force. Mark's belly flattened ... the pain subsided.

"You're not clean enough yet", said Todd as he shoved the plug back into Mark's hole.

Again the water flowed into Mark, slowly extending his belly and swelling it up. This time, the pain was worse, probably because Todd kept the plug in a lot longer ... filling Mark with a larger amount of water. Finally, Todd stopped the water, but again, he didn't pull out the plug. Instead, he stood behind Mark and massaged his belly, putting pressure on it ... increasing the pain substantially.

"NO ... PLEASE Stop ... please!", sobbed Mark.

Todd just put more pressure on Mark's distended belly. When Mark was almost delirious with pain, Todd pulled the plug.

"Time for some pharmaceutical fun," Steve said as he approached Mark, two filled syringes.

He quickly jabbed the needle into Mark's butt and emptied the contents. He then jabbed the second into his other cheek and emptied it as well.

"This'll make him so fucking horny, he'll be crazy with lust ... his cock won't get soft all day. He'll be just like Thor.", both men laughed, but Mark had no idea what or who this Thor was. "The other shot will numb him just a bit so we can get started on him easily."

Todd released his wrists and slowly stoked Mark's quickly hardening cock. Steve placed a leather collar and leash around Mark's neck. When Mark was thoroughly hard, he was led into another room. Here, Mark saw several naked men ... all handsome ... all with nice bodies; some muscular; some slender; all with what appeared to be large endowments. Two of the guy were slowly stroking each other's huge hard cocks. Mark was excited. He know he was going to get those dicks. He blushed as he realized that he shouldn't be lusting after cock, if he was really straight. Mark noticed several more men through an open door into the next room. He wondered how many men were there ... but it didn't matter. He knew he wouldn't get all of them ... or so he thought.

Mark was led to a padded table and laid face up into it. His arms and chest and waist were strapped to the table. His legs raised and shackled into stirrups on either side of the table, pulling his ass cheeks apart and exposing his still sore butt hole. A strap was placed around his forehead, holding his head firmly in place. Steve did something and the head support fell away. Mark's head was hanging, upside down, strapped to the hinged table section.

Immediately, one of the guys with the hard cock stepped up and shoved his cock into Mark's mouth. At the angle of Mark's head, it was easy to shove the entire length into Mark, lodging the head into his throat. Mark gagged a bit and his stomach retched, but he managed to hold it. He couldn't breathe either. After what seemed like an eternity, the guy pulled his cock back, allowing Mark to gasp for air.

Mark heard Steve say, "The drugs haven't taken full effect yet, so take it easy on him."

The guy in his mouth pushed deep again, then pulled back. Gradually, Mark got into the rhythm, managing to get enough air each time he pulled back. Mark was feeling ok now ... the drugs must be working. Then, he felt a cock invading his ass. He was being fucked from both ends. His own cock was hard and throbbing. He wanted to cum ... he had to cum. His cock was so hot and hard that it ached. But, he couldn't touch his cock because of the leather bounds and the two guys fucking him made no attempt to touch him.

It wasn't long before the cock in his mouth shot it's hot load down his throat. All he heard was the man telling him he had better swallow it all ... if any leaked out, he would punish the hell out of him. Mark swallowed as fast as he could because the load was huge and globby. Finally the man pulled out, to be replaced with another cock. As soon as this one plunged in, the fucker in his ass exploded and filled his sore guts with soothing hot jissm. He pulled out, but was quickly filled with still another cock.

"SUCK ON MY FUCKING COCK, slut ... don't just open your mouth!", demanded the guy pumping his face.

Mark closed his lips around the fat rod and sucked as best he could. Soon, he was rewarded with another load of cum. This was repeated for what seemed like hours to Mark. He lost count of how many guys had fucked his mouth and ass ... ten ... twenty ... fifty? His stomach was upset and growling from the huge quantity of cum shot down his throat. His mouth and throat were sore. The muscles in his jaw ached and throbbed. His asshole was sore as hell. He could feel the cum drip ... no ... FLOW ... out of his ass. He was unable to squeeze it closed anymore ... it had be stretched beyond it's limits.

Then there were the occasional pinching of his tits or yanking and squeezing of his balls that brought him back to reality. Finally, all the men seemed to have been drained.

"Ok guys, gather round.", somebody said. "Thor is gonna do him now."

Mark could see a massively muscular man approach his hanging head. Between his legs was the biggest cock he had ever seen. It was probably over 12 inches long, with a large mushroom head, tapering up to a good 3 inches in diameter at the base and rock hard. It was the biggest cock in the room. In fact, it was bigger than Mark had ever imagined possible, but there is was ... huge, hard and oozing.

"Hey slave", somebody said, "You ever seen anything like that?" Everybody laughed.

"It's a prostheses ... a surgically enhanced cock. It works great and he has one fantastic characteristic ... it NEVER gets soft. He will be just as hard after he cums in you as he is now." Again, everybody laughed.

Later, Mark learned that Thor had been damaged when he was very young, preventing him from having an erection. He could manage to jack off, but with great difficulty. So, when he was 20, he had saved enough money to travel to Sweden for a visit to a doctor who had success with this sort of deformity. Unfortunately, the doctor could not correct the problem, but as an alternate, operated on Thor to make his cock permanently hard. While he was at it, Thor requested that his cock be expanded to the largest size that it would stretch. This is the main reason, Thor always had to tie up his dick and wear loose clothing.

Thor moved his massive cock around Mark's lips for awhile, then pushed the head in. Mark couldn't open wide enough to take more than just the head. But Thor kept pushing. Slowly Mark's mouth yielded until Mark heard a snap in his jaw. The huge cock must have dislocated his jaw. He felt no pain ... perhaps the dugs. He was now able to take more of Thor's massive meat into his mouth, but there wasn't enough room to take it down his throat.

In just a few minutes, Thor began to breath heavily and moan. Mark knew he was close and prepared for the blast of cum, but nothing could have prepared him for it. A huge, thick load erupted into his mouth ... enormous amounts of hot jissm ... wave after wave after wave flooded into his mouth.

"SWALLOW SLAVE!", Thor demanded.

Mark tried, but the volume was way too much ... he was drowning in cum! It was backed up and coming out of his nose ... running down his face. Some dribbled into his eyes and burned like hell. When Thor finally pulled his cock out, Mark was able to swallow the remaining cum, licking his lips in the process.

"Oh ho ... he likes it ... he like it a lot!", grinned Thor. "Now lick my cock clean.", he demanded.

Mark opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue ... he actually wanted it. He wanted Thor's cum! He wanted to be used and abused by this muscular man with the gigantic and constantly hard cock. Mark licked lustily. His own cock still hard and now completely wet with precum. So much had leaked that it had completely wet his pubes and was dripping off his balls. He wanted to cum ... he would do anything to cum.

As soon as Thor was satisfied, he pulled the head support up so that Mark's head was now sightly elevated and he could see down his body and see his hard cock. Mark's jaw as sore, but apparently not dislocated ... he hoped. Thor stepped around to Mark's exposed ass. Mark felt a shiver shoot through his body. Was Thor going to shove that massive rod in his ass? Could he take it?

Mark surprised himself as he heard himself speak in almost a whisper. "Fuck me ... please fuck me hard and long. I need it bad." The drugs had made him lose all control. All he could thing about is sucking cock, getting fucked and cumming ... he wanted and needed to cum.

Thor just smiled and placed the cock head at Mark's raw hole. Slowly, Thor pushed his spit and cum covered cock into Mark's hole. He was so full of lube and cum that the head popped in easily. Mark let out something between a moan and scream. The pain was exquisite ... his prostate squeezed more than it had ever been. The precum literally gushed out of his cock as Thor pushed another inch inside him.

"C'mon ... shove it in him!", somebody coaxed.

Thor took his time ... sliding another inch in him and stretching his sore hole even wider. Inch by inch, he kept pushing inside Mark until the entire length was buried in him, up to his big balls. Mark was floating in a sea of lust and passion. He had never felt anything like this. Even when he was fisted, it didn't feel this good. He tried to move his ass to work the cock deeper, but the leather straps restrained him.

Thor reach down and released the straps around his waist and chest. Mark immediately pushed down on the mighty cock. Thor smiled broadly and began to pump his cock back and forth. Mark was delirious.

"CUM IN ME ... I NEED YOUR CUM!", moaned Mark. That was soon replaced with "Make me cum ... PLEASE MAKE ME CUM.", as Thor started to stroke Mark's solid cock.

Within a couple of strokes, Mark blew a fantastic load. It felt to him that it lasted for several minutes. Thor started to breath hard.

"Yeah man ... squeeze my cock with your spasms.", Thor exclaimed. Then he came.

Mark could actually feel Thor's hot cum filling his bowels. It felt like the pressure he had felt from the enema.

"How much cum did this guy dump in me?", Mark thought, but it didn't really matter. He loved every second of it.

As soon as Thor was finished, Steve and Todd released Mark from the table, but reattached his wrists to some overhead hooks. After he was hauled up and hanging, all the men then took turns whipping Mark's ass and thighs. A few decided it would be great fun to whip his still-hard cock .. if a few of the blows hit his balls, so much the better. Mark was in agony. Mark was in intense pain again ... and he was increasingly angry. It was one thing to rape him, but he thought he had done a good job and certainly didn't deserve this beating. But they continued. Mark was not gagged, so he was screaming and cursing, with tears rolling down his cheeks. After a few hundred wacks, the men finally grew tired. The drifted into another room, leaving Mark to hang there, his swollen ass and body covered with welts.

After a couple of hours, all the men, other than Steve and Todd had left, each giving Mark a final wack and thanking him for a great evening. Finally, Steve released Mark. He collapsed onto the floor, unable to stand, let alone walk. He was really pissed now.

"I did what you wanted ... I made that fucking movie and you still treated me like shit. You make me take all those cocks ... I hated it.", Mark protested.

Very calmly, Todd said, "Look kid .. we have the video. How'd you like us to send it to your folks? Or better still, to some of your classmates?"

Mark froze in total fear. "Please don't ... I'll be good ... I'll do want you want." he whimpered.

"Go into the wet room and take a shower and get yourself cleaned up." Steve commanded.

When Mark had finished, he found his cleaned clothes, neatly folded on a bench outside the shower room. He quickly dressed and went looking for Steve or Todd.

"Ah, there you are!", exclaimed Todd. "Ready to go home?"

"YES ... I hope I never see you guys again", Mark had forgotten about the money.

Todd blindfolded him and cuffed his wrists behind his back. He was led into a van and driven around. Finally, they stopped. Todd pulled off the blindfold and unlocked the cuffs.

"Get out.", he commanded.

Mark scrambled out of the van, shanking as he tried to stand.

As the van started to pull out, Todd said through the open window, "Remember ... not a word to anybody or the tape will get sent. ..... Your money is in your right pocket." They drove off.

Mark dug in his pocket for the money. He pulled it out and quickly counted it.

"Damn!", he thought, "They must have given me five hundred ... no eight hundred bucks. Man, now I have some cash, but I'd never do it again."

He put his hand in his left pocket and found a piece of paper. On it was written "Thor" and a phone number. Mark started to throw it away, but something stopped him. he put it back in his pocket.

CHAPTER 6 - Incest

Mark was sore all over, but the worst pain was in his asshole and his cock was raw. But, he had lots of money ... more than he'd ever had at one time. Even though he regretted getting used so viciously, he was glad he didn't have to go back to Riverside again ... at least, not for a long time. After a few days, he got horny again and returned to his old schedule of jerking off three or four times a day.

For several months, his only sexual activity was to jerk off. He still had the money he had earned from his slave encounter. His fifteenth birthday arrived and his parents gave him a couple hundred more. Money from them was a complete surprise, since Mark knew that didn't give a shit about him.

Eventually, when he was feeling normal again, he would causally think of his treatment when he was jacking off. It made him cum so much faster when he thought of the whipping, the sucking and the fucking. Soon, he couldn't think of anything else. He wanted it again, but he was still scared.

After 6 months, his cash ran out, so he decided to try to find Steve or Todd again. For several nights, he trolled Riverside. He got picked up a couple of times and got his cock sucked, but no Steve ... no Todd. Just a few blow jobs for fifty bucks each.

Then, one Saturday night, the van pulled up beside him. "Wanna play again, Mark?".

"Yea ... I.. ahhh ... I've been looking for you." Mark answered as he recognized Steve.

"Get in."

Mark got in and Steve drove off towards his house.

"So, you want it again, huh?", Steve was smiling.

"I need the money and it's the only way I know to make it."

"That's not what I asked ... you fucking little shit. I asked if you wanted it again? I asked you if you liked it."

"Yea ... yea, I guess so. I've thought about it a lot. When I got home, I was really mad, but as I thought more about what happened, it made me hot and horny. Until now, I thought I was straight, but I guess I'm just a faggot slut ... a fuck toy, like you guys called me."

"Good ... that's what I wanted to hear."

They pulled into the garage at Steve's house. It was the first time that Mark saw his house because he had been blindfolded when he was here. They got out and Steve led Mark into the dungeon room.

"Strip! and lay down on the mattress", he demanded.

Mark quickly removed his clothes as Steve got out some rope. He tied his wrists behind his back, the tied his ankles to a three foot wooden rod, to hold his legs wide apart. After Steve was sure that Mark was tightly tied, he put a dildo gag in his mouth.

Steve rubbed and stroked Mark's hard cock. Then he took his balls and squeezed them hard. Mark's body went rigid from the pain and he expelled his breath. When Steve released his balls, Mark gasped for air. Again, Steve squeezed his nuts, cruelly yanking them as far as they would extend. Again and again, Steve yanked, squeezed, twisted and pulled his increasingly sore balls. Each time, the pain would cause Mark to expel his breath. After 20 minutes of Steve squeezing and yanking his balls, Mark was breathing heavily, sweating and begging for Steve to stop. His yelping was almost non-existent because of the effective dildo gag. But his cock was still hard and Steve hadn't given him any drugs, either. Although Mark was protesting, he liked the dominance ... he liked being used ... he liked being able to take the pain given to him by a man. He especially liked being tied up and helpless.

Steve finally stopped, but only after whipping his balls with a small rubber paddle, causing his balls to turn blue from bruising. Steve flipped Mark onto his stomach, then rammed his cock deep into Mark's hole ... tight now from the lack of use. Although he started quickly, Steve took his time. Slow pumping, twisting, poking and exploring Mark's hole. Deep penetrating thrusts inside Mark ... each causing a bit of pain deep inside Mark's guts. Mark was moaning with pure passion and pleasure. His cock being rubbed on the mattress as Steve pounded his cock in his ass. Just then, Steve unloaded inside his hole. Mark, in a fit of passion, shot his own load immediately.

Steve yanked out his cock and flipped Mark over again. He grabbed his balls and gave then several vicious yanks, squeezing them with all his might. Mark screamed through the gag, tears running down his cheeks. For the entire night, Steve would alternately fuck him or yank his nuts.

The next morning, Mark got the pleasure of sucking off Steve's large cock before being untied.

"Get dressed, I have a lot to do today.", ordered Steve. "Oh Yeah ... here's a couple of hundred for you. Enjoy."

Mark got dressed quickly and Steve drove him to the corner near his house, so he wouldn't have far to walk.

For several weeks, Mark met with Steve, sometimes for an entire weekend. There were a few times when Todd or some other friend of Steve's would join in. Mark had become obsessed with bondage and dominance ... the abuse ... the pain ... the sex. He couldn't seem to get enough. He could think of nothing else.

One evening, Mark's younger brother, Seth knocked on Mark's bedroom door.

"Hey man, can we talk? Mom and dad are riding me to find out what's wrong with you ... and they're pissed because you grades are so bad.", Seth seemed puzzled.

"It's none of your fucking business!", Mark replied, obviously irritated.

"Don't get mad at me! Mom asked me if I could just find out ...."

"Shut the fuck up!", Mark shouted

"B... But ... you used to get good grades ... what's happened? Did ya go stupid or something?", quizzed Seth.

Mark calmed down, "I can't tell you .... anyway, I need to keep studying right now." Then as a second thought, he added, "It's all about sex and that's all I can tell you."

"Cool ... but be careful. I heard dad talking about sending you to military boarding school." Then he added, "Tell me about the sex ... who ya doing it with?"

"I won't tell you any more ... I'm not proud of it. ..... I'd better get serious about getting my grades up.", Mark said worriedly.

"C'mon ... tell me. It she hot?", Seth begged.

"I just can't tell you ... ahhh ... you wouldn't understand."

"Wadda ya mean? I know about sex ... I'm only a year younger than you.", replied Seth.

"It's not with a girl.", whispered Mark.

"Oh SHIT! You're doing it with another guy? You're queer?", Seth was astonished.

"Don't talk so loud ... somebody will hear you," Mark demanded, "I guess I am a fag, but you have to keep it to yourself .... ok? I don't want mom and dad to know, yet."

"You can trust me ... I never tell them anything.", replied Seth. Almost as an after thought, "You suck cock?"

Mark's face flushed red with embarrassment as he looked away from Seth.

"Yes", Mark answered.

"Damn! ... you get corn-holed too?", Seth referred to getting ass fucked.

"Yes ... I do it all."

"DAMN! That's hot. I didn't know ... never suspected.", Seth seemed almost gleeful. "Have you been with just one guy or have you done different ones?"

"Oh ... shut the fuck up. Why are you so nosey? It's none of your business!", Mark was a bit angry, again.

"I just want to know. I don't want you to get mad ... just wanted to know. Ah ... just wanted to know if you'd suck me sometime."

Mark was shocked ... suck his little brother! But Mark noticed his young brother's crotch. The lump told Mark that his brother was getting hard. His cock looked pretty large in his shorts.

"I can't do my own brother.", Mark replied.

"I want you to suck me off ... Now please!", said Seth

"No, DAMN IT! ... I won't suck your cock!", replied Mark.

"Do you want me to tell mom or dad? I will if you don't do me ... now!", sneered Seth.

"You bastard! I knew it was a mistake to tell you.", Mark spat out the words.

He reached out to Seth's crotch and pulled his little brother close to him. He yanked down his shorts and underwear, allowing Seth's hard cock to pop out. Mark was amazed ... he was larger than he was. His cock was over 8", but much thicker, with a huge mushroom head.

"Damn, you're bigger than I am.", he gasped.

"Oh yeah? Let's see yours. Take off your pants.", ordered Seth.

Mark stripped off his pants and Seth grabbed his almost hard cock.

The brothers dropped their remaining clothes and flopped into bed, after Mark locked the bedroom door. Mark took his brother in his arms and kissed him ... kissed him hard and long on his mouth. Seth responded with a low moan. They were touching each other ... exploring their naked bodies.

Mark moved down to his brother throbbing shaft and began to suck. Seth let out a noise that Mark thought sounded like some animal ... a deep lustful moan. It excited Mark to know he had his brother's love stick in his mouth.

Mark taught Seth a lot that night. He had made Seth suck him and swallow his cum. One orgasm was not enough for either one of them, so they did it several times that night. Seth even got to fuck his older brother's ass. Mark didn't try to fuck Seth ... somehow he thought that was too much, too soon. Mark realized that Seth really liked the sex as much as he did. Seth told him he had always wanted to touch his cock, but was too scared to ever try. He didn't understand his feelings ... until tonight. He was happy that he had a gay brother. Now he could have sex whenever he wanted it.

In the morning, as they were getting up, Mark cautioned Seth to keep quiet about their night of sex. He didn't want anyone to know ... not his folks or anyone at school. Seth promised to keep his mouth shut.

CHAPTER 7 - Jock Gang Bang

Nothing much happened for several months. Mark turned 16, but still had the appearance of a 14 year old. He would occasionally slip away to visit Steve. Seth spent many nights in Mark's bed ... usually "in" Mark. He hit the streets at night to pick up a paying customer whenever he needed money.

Then one day, the roof fell in. Mark was alone in the locker room, changing after his last period gym class, a hot jock boy named Eric, wandered in and slapped Mark's ass naked ass.

"Hey fuck ass ... I've been looking for you. How bout letting me have some of that.", laughed Eric.

Mark blushed very red.

"Hey man, don't worry. I just want some of your tight little butt. I LOVE to butt fuck fags.", he laughed.

"No way, man. I don't ... ah ... I .. I'm not a faggot", protested Mark.

"Well, that's not what I hear. I know you like it."

"What asshole told you that shit?", Mark asked.

"Never mind ... if you don't wanna, then I'll have to make you. You meet me tonight, under the south bleachers. If you don't show, I'll beat the shit out of you tomorrow.", Eric threatened.

"Hey man ... C'mon. I don't do things like that. Please ... please don't make me.", pleaded Mark, knowing full well that Eric was older and strong enough to beat the hell out of him.

"Tonight ... at eight. No excuses", replied Eric as he turned and left to locker room, chuckling to himself.

Mark was shaking with fear. What was he gonna do now? What if they knew about Seth, too? What if they made Seth do it too? Mark pulled on his clothes and hurried home. Seth was already home and Mark stormed into his room.

"GOD DAMN IT! You told somebody ... you told about me and the sex.", Mark yelled.

"NO I didn't ... NO!", protested Seth.

"Eric sez I have to do him tonight, or he'll punch out my lights tomorrow. How'd he find out? I know I don't act gay ... DO I? IT HAD TO BE ... YOU TOLD SOMEBODY!"

"Please believe me ... I never told ... nobody.", pleaded Seth. "You don't have to go ... ahhhh, I'll go with you. We can whip their asses."

"No ... no ... I don't want you to ... I don't want anybody to know that you like it too. Besides, if I don't go, they'll just beat me up and tell everybody. I'm trapped, so I'll just let them have their fun. It won't be THAT bad."

Mark hurried through dinner and finished as much of his homework that he had time for, then slipped out the back door and headed for the bleachers. He climbed the back fence and walked slowly towards the south end. It was damn dark and he walked slowly because he couldn't see where he was going. By the time he got to the south bleacher, he was shaking with fear and anticipation. He stopped and waited. He about jumped out of his skin when Eric moved silently behind him and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Yiieee", Mark yelped in surprise. "Damn, you scared the hell out of me."

Eric laughed. He took Mark's hand and put it on his crotch. His cock was already hard in his pants.

"Take it out and suck me for awhile", demanded Eric.

Mark sank to his knees while he opened Eric's button fly jeans. He pulled his pants down until Eric's cock popped out in Mark's face. Mark opened his mouth and when all the way down on Eric's 7 inch uncut cock. After several minutes, Eric began to moan. Soon, he pulled Mark off his cock.

"Strip ... I wanna fuck your ass now."

"Ahh ... p .. please ... please don't. Let me suck you off. I don't want you to fuck me.", pleaded Mark.

"Tough ... I'm gonna fuck you whether you like it or not and I'm gonna fuck you NOW! Maybe even more than once. I'll fuck you any night ... any time that I want.", Eric asserted.

Mark knew he had to submit, so he pulled off his shirt and dropped his

pants. When he was naked, except for his shoes, Eric told him to bend

over and grab his ankles. Eric stroked his dick for a bit, to work

up some precum to lubricate his entry.

Eric put his hands on Mark's hips to get some leverage and started to push the head of his cock into Mark's ass. He plunged it in quickly, sending a wave of pain and passion through Mark's body. As he started to pump his ass very hard. Suddenly, several hands grabbed Mark.

"Hey ... what the ...", protested Mark.

Eric chuckled, "I forgot to tell you ... I brought along a few buddies. They like a boy pussy, too."

Mark tried to wiggle free but he was being held too tight to get off Eric's pistoning cock.

"That's the way ... keep wiggling ... makes it feel real good.", moaned Eric.

Soon, Mark heard Eric breathing harder and he jammed his cock in hard and fast as he blew his teen load deep in Mark's butt. As soon as he withdrew, another cock slid in. Then another cock was rubbing Mark's lips.

"Suck me, faggot", came an unknown voice.

Mark opened up and got a nice and fat 6 incher down his throat. For a half hour or so, Mark was raped at both ends. Finally, all the jocks had drained their nuts and they began to wander away. Eric told Mark to get dressed.

Eric looked at Mark, "We'll meet here again on Saturday night ... at one in the morning ... after my date. I'll be extra horny then cause I probably won't get any from that bitch girl I'm taking out. You're damn good Mark ... I want you again ... I want you all to myself ... on Saturday."

"I already had plans ... I don't think I can meet you. Maybe Sunday?", pleaded Mark.

"Damn it ... I'll fuck you when I want to ... and that's Saturday night. Understand, bitch?", demanded Eric.

"Ok ... I'll be here", answered Mark.

Mark ran all the way home, his mind whirling. As he slipped into his bedroom, Seth was waiting for him.

"What happened?", he asked.

"I was gang banged. I don't know who they were or even how many ...except for Eric."

"Damn ... that's HOT", exclaimed Seth.

"Hot! ... HOT!!!", Mark was incensed. "Wait till it happens to you. Then we'll see how hot you think it is. And he wants me to meet him again Saturday night."

"Can I go along?", asked Seth. "It sounds like fun."

"No ... NO! Absolutely NOT! They'll fuck the hell out of your little ass. You want that?"

"Well, no .... I don't ... yeah, maybe I do want it up the ass.", Seth was disappointed.

CHAPTER 8 - Visiting Thor

Mark only had a few days to decide what to do about Saturday. He really didn't like servicing the teenaged cocks. He liked men, not boys. He wanted to be tortured, not just fucked. He hit upon an idea. He dug out the piece of paper that Thor had given him and called him.

Thor immediately remembered him and seemed to be glad to hear from him. Mark told him that he had some trouble and made arrangements to meet Thor, late Friday night at a mall parking lot. Thor arrived in his car on time and Mark was waiting.

"Hop in", yelled Thor.

As soon as Mark got in and slammed the door, Thor asked, "How long are you gonna stay with me? All weekend?"

"I'd like to stay until Sunday night ... but .... well ... shit, I have a favor to ask.", replied Mark.

"Is this the trouble you told me about? Tell me ... what?" asked Thor.

Mark told Thor all about Eric and his friends and his forced meeting on Sunday night. Thor seemed mildly amused as he listened to the story.

Finally, he interrupted to ask, "Who told them about you?"

"Donno.", was Mark's answer.

"So, I suppose the favor is to get you out of this?", queried Thor

"Yeah ... I don't know what you can do, but yeah ... I want out", Mark answered as he put his hand on Thor's ever-hard cock. "I'll do anything for you ... I'll let you do anything to me, if you get these guys to leave me alone."

Thor smiled, "Ok kid, ... done. Now, lets go have some fun." Thor drove towards his home.

As soon as they arrived at Thor's house, Mark was told to strip. Thor dragged him into his shower, started the water and when it was warm, shoved an enema nozzle up Mark's butt.

"Squeeze your hole tight", commanded Thor, "I don't want you to let any out until I tell you."

"Ok... ", replied Mark.

"OK ...WHAT?", Thor yelled.

Mark was confused.

"Damn it .... OK SIR." Thor bellowed.

"OK SIR.", Mark answered immediately.

"From now on, you are my slave. Anytime you are with me or with any other Master, you will speak ONLY when you are given permission or given a direct order. UNDERSTOOD?", Thor demanded.

"YES SIR!", responded Mark.

By this time, Mark was starting to feel the pain of the water flowing into his abdomen. Thor stopped the water and told Mark to hold it. After a few minutes, Thor told him to let it out. He repeated this several times until Thor was satisfied that Mark was clean inside.

Thor literally picked Mark up like a sack of potatoes, slung him over his shoulder and carried him into an adjoining room. From what Mark could see, Thor had a large collection of torture toys, sending an exciting chill through Mark.

"This is my dungeon and torture room.", Thor commented abstractly.

Thor laid Mark on a table, face down. He attached some leather straps around his thighs, his waist, shoulders and arms. The straps were connected to several overhead chains. When Thor was finished, he cranked up the chains, suspending Mark, facing down.

Thor attached some very tight alligator clips to each of Marks nipples. He moaned a bit, but when Thor clipped on fairly heavy weights, Mark let out a loud yelp.

Next, he started to hit Mark's ass with a cat tails whip. He wasn't gentle ... within a few minutes, Mark's butt was red, sore with a few small drops of blood forming. Mark was crying and screaming, but he didn't beg. He remembered that Thor had told him he must not speak ... he must not beg.

Thor smiled, "Good slave ... you're learning."

Thor cranked down the chains and dropped Mark to the table again. Thor began to squeeze and yank his balls. He was extremely rough and Mark started crying a bit. Thor didn't stop ... again and again, he yanked and squeezed. Tears were flowing down Mark's cheeks, but he didn't scream ... he didn't beg. He wanted to be a good slave for Thor. He needed Thor to help him with Eric and his friends, but more than that, he wanted to be fucked and fucked and fucked again by that huge cock. His ass had felt empty ever since Thor pulled out of him at the gang bang party. He wanted Thor more than anything. His cock was hard in anticipation of Thor's monstrous cock invading his little ass.

Thor finally tired of his ball torture. He slid Mark across the table, until his legs were hanging down, so his feet could touch the floor.

"You ready for my cock now ... slave?", asked Thor

"Yes Sir ... YES SIR!", answered Mark.

Thor pushed a lubed finger into Mark's hole. He twisted and pumped it slowly to spread the lube around inside. He stopped momentarily, then shoved two fingers. Eventually, he had managed to get four fingers and could almost push his hand in, if he had folded in thumb in.

Thor withdrew his fingers and positioned the head of his cock at Mark's hungry hole. Mark felt the head gently pushing against the opening. Thor pushed harder. Mark took a deep breathe to try to relax. A sudden and intense pain shot through Mark as the huge head of Thor's cock popped past his sphincter.

Mark moaned, "Oh damn .. YES ... fuck me ... fuck me hard, SIR."

Thor was merciless. He rammed into Mark with ferocity. He used his cock more like a weapon than a fuck stick. Mark was moaning and his head tossing from side to side. The combination of pain and pleasure had sent into a trance. He wanted to be used. He wanted to feel the ecstasy of complete submission to Thor. For 20 minutes, Thor pumped Mark's willing ass. He was very close to dumping a load, but he kept pulling out ... taking time to yank Mark's nuts and working the nipple clamps. After nearly 40 minutes, Thor couldn't delay it any longer ... he shot his load. Wave after wave ... spasm after spasm released hot cum into Mark's bowels. The heat of passion made Mark's shoot his load at the same time. Thor smiled.

"Nice.", commented Thor. "Very nice. You're gonna make a good slave. You need a little training, but you will make a good slave. You will be MY good slave!"

That made Mark a bit apprehensive, but he trusted Thor to give him what he needed. He had dreamed about Thor.

Thor took him to the shower.

"Clean yourself up ... and douche out your hole ... I want it clean.", commanded Thor. "We've got a long weekend ahead of us. Call me when you're finished."

Mark scrubbed himself and used several gallons of water in his ass until he was sure he was clean. He dried off and called to Thor. He appeared quickly, holding a long dildo.

"I want to make sure you're not full of water."

He lubed the dildo and shoved it into Mark's hole. He shoved it very deep. Mark jerked as he felt the rubber shaft invade his sore hole, but Thor removed it quickly. Some water was expelled. Thor repeated this several times until he was sure Mark was clean.

"You are gonna stay all weekend ... RIGHT?"

"Yeah ... Yes Sir, if you want.", answered Mark.

Thor smiled and smacked Mark across his cheek, then took Mark's cock and balls in his hand. Squeezing them tight, he led Mark into another room.

"This is my torture chamber", Thor said casually. "If you want my help with Eric, you'll let me start your slave training now ... ok?"

"Yeah, anything you want ... SIR!", replied Mark.

Thor struck Mark's cheek very hard again, almost knocking Mark off his feet.

"You will ONLY answer YES SIR or YES MASTER. You will NEVER say anything else unless I ask you a question or give you permission to speak. UNDERSTOOD?", commanded Thor.

"yes...YES SIR!", answered Mark.

Thor took Mark to the back of the dungeon room and laid on a mattress on the floor. Thor tied his ankles together, then his wrists behind his back. The attached a series of steel rings, connected together with leather straps on his cock.

"Now, if you get hard, these steel rings will bite into your worthless cock", Thor told him. "I have a better one that I'll use tomorrow ... it has a lock so you can't take it off."

Mark shivered. He was always getting a hard on and he feared what would happen the next time it happened. Thor rolled him over on his stomach, and shoved a very fat butt plug into his ass. Mark let out a yelp and the fat part popped inside. Thor bent his legs back, while attaching a thin rope between his ankles and his balls. Now, Mark couldn't stretch out his legs without yanking off his nuts. Thor stood and admired his handiwork. He smiled.

"That'll hold you until I want you again.", Thor said.

He left the room. Mark was so uncomfortable, but tired as hell. Finally. he rolled over onto his side and managed to fall asleep.

CHAPTER 9 - Thor's Training

Thor woke Mark up by giving him a kick on his ass.

"Wake up slave.", he commanded.

Thor cut off all the ropes on Mark, but left the chastity device on his cock.

"Get up ... time for you to learn how to be a good slave. First, you're gonna suck me off, then you'll cook my breakfast. After I eat, then you can clean up the house ... it's a mess.", Thor said.

He led Mark to the living room and sat on the sofa.

"Sir, please, I have to piss.", Mark said softly, knowing that he was not suppose to talk.

"That's nice .... now, come here and suck me.", commanded Mark.

Mark had to pee badly, but he dropped to his knees and tried to take the monster cock in his mouth. He knew he had taken it at the party, but he was drugged then. He licked it until it was very wet ... Thor moaning with pleasure. He opened wide and felt the head slide onto his mouth. Thor put his hands behind Marks head and forced it down. Mark gaged a bit, but mostly just felt the pain as the huge rod forced his mouth open. Fortunately, Thor was horny and shot his load quickly, almost drowning Mark.

Thor pointed to a doorway ... "Through there is the kitchen. Do you know how to cook bacon and eggs?"

"Yes Sir.", he answered as he walked into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Thor produced a glass bowl. "Here, piss in this", he commanded

Carefully, Mark adjusted to chastity device so that the head of his cock was pushing against the last and smallest ring. He pissed a lot, almost filling the bowl.

"That's a good boy. This will be your refreshment, later.", Thor sneered.

Mark was a pretty good cook. He had to learn if he wanted to eat .. his mother didn't always cook anything for him or Seth. So, it didn't take him long to assemble a nice breakfast. He set two places, then returned to the living room and motioned to Thor that the breakfast was ready.

When Thor sat down, he frowned deeply, "Take that other place setting and put it away. You are not eating ... yet. You haven't shown me that you deserve to eat."

Mark was devastated. He had worked hard to set the table to look exceptionally nice and make a great breakfast, but Thor didn't even comment or appreciate it. And now, he wasn't going to eat and he was hungry as hell.

"Yes Sir.", Mark had tears in his eyes.

Mark removed the extra place settings and served the food to Thor. He ate quickly.

"Pretty good chow, slave.", Thor commented.

Mark didn't respond ... he was hungry.

"Are you thirsty", demanded Thor.

"Yes Sir", he answered.

"Get on your knees and put your mouth on my cock ... I'm gonna give you a piss cocktail", Thor laughed.

Mark was frozen in fear. He sure as hell didn't want piss, but he knew Thor would be very mad if he disobeyed. Reluctantly, Mark dropped to his knees and engulfed Thor's massive meat in his mouth. Then he tasted the warm, salty piss flowing in. He almost gagged, but managed to swallow it all. Mark thought it wasn't as bad as he had imagined. He knew he'd be getting more.

"Here ... I saved some for you.", Thor said as he dropped a few morsels of food on the floor. "Lick it up, if you're hungry."

Mark dropped to his knees and licked the food from the floor. It wasn't much, but he was thankful to get it.

"Clean up the kitchen. When you finish, I want you to straighten up the living room and sweep the carpet.", Thor ordered.

"Yes Sir.", answered Mark.

A couple of hours later, Mark had finished all his chores. Thor led him back to the dungeon. He chained up his wrists to some hooks on the ceiling. Thor began to whip Mark's ass, thighs and lower back.

"You did very well this morning. This is your reward. You should be glad that I approve .. if not, I would really punish the hell out of you.", Thor told him as he continued to whip him very hard.

Soon, Mark's backside was red and sore. Thor moved around to his front and laid a few hard wacks on his groin and stomach. It didn't really hurt Mark, because of the chastity device protected his cock and balls. But Mark still felt some pain because his cock had tried to get hard while he was being whipped. Mark realized at that moment the he loved pain ... he wanted to be hurt. He was a masochist!

Finally, Thor removed his chains and let him fall to the floor. He roughly yanked out Mark's butt plug and immediately plunged his ever-hard cock deep into Mark's ass. The cock was so fat and long that Mark always felt that it would split him apart. The pain from this giant cock was always fierce, but worse now because his hole was so damn sore. He only moaned softly. As Thor thrust the full length of his weapon inside, Mark felt the familiar jab of pain deep in his abdomen. Thor pistoned back and forth viciously ... wacking his balls against Mark's crack. Mark began to moan with pain and pleasure ... not only because of Thor's huge cock in him, but because his own cock was throbbing in pain as it tried to get hard.

Finally, Thor stiffened and dumped his load. Mark could feel the big cock spasm, seemingly expanding to an even larger diameter. When he was drained, he yanked out his cock and rolled Mark over.

Thor got his crank generator and attached a wire with an alligator clip to the steel ring around his balls, that was a part of the cock cage. Another wire attached to one of the steel rings near the head of his cock. He cranked it very hard and fast. The pain shot through Mark's cock like a knife had cut into it.

"AHHHHhhhheeee", Mark screamed loudly and stiffened his body.

Thor stopped cranking just long enough for Mark to catch his breath. Then, with renewed force, he cranked harder and faster.

Again, Mark let out a blood-curdling scream and didn't stop until Thor stopped cranking. Mark was sweating profusely and gasping for air. Amazingly, his cock was straining against the steel rings to get hard. It has wedged itself into the rings tightly. The intense pain seemed to make Mark hotter than ever. Thor cranked the generator again and again ... giving Mark very short rests between jolts. Mark was sure that his cock would be roasted and useless when Thor had finally finished.

"My favorite torture", Thor commented casually, as he removed the wires. "This will make you exceptionally horny." He clipped a wire on each of Mark's balls. He jumped from the sudden pinch, but it was nothing compared to the electric shocks he had in his cock.

Thor started cranking ... hard and didn't stop to let Mark rest. The pain shot from one ball to the other. Mark screamed and arched his back. He was sure he would pass out ... but he didn't. After several minutes, that seemed like hours to Mark, Thor stopped. Mark was again breathing heavily and his head was pounding. Still hard, his cock was straining to get free of the steel-ring cage that confined it.

"P ... please sir ... let me cum .... please", Mark whimpered.

"No, not yet. I want you to be and STAY horny. You'll have more fun that way."

During the remainder of Saturday afternoon, Thor periodically fucked Mark or made him suck him off or made him drink his piss, but kept the cock cage on him the entire time. Mark was horny as hell, but couldn't do anything about it.

CHAPTER 10 - Getting even

During the evening, Mark explained about Eric and the situation to Thor, including that Eric had said he would be alone. Just in case, Thor called Todd and asked if he could go along. Todd agreed ... he said it sounded like a hell of a lot of fun.

About midnight, Thor and Mark dressed. After picking up Todd, they headed for the stadium. Thor drove around the access road in the back, with his headlights off so they wouldn't be observed. A few hundred feet from the bleachers, Thor told Mark to get out and go meet Eric.

"Don't worry, we'll be watching. We'll stop him before he has time to do anything to you." assured Thor.

Mark slipped out of the car and closed the door quietly. He walked to the spot under the bleachers where he would meet Eric. But Eric was nowhere in sight. Mark was disappointed, especially because Thor was nearby and he wanted to get even with Eric.

After 15 minutes, Mark started to walk back to where Thor had parked the car. As he got closer, he heard some faint voices, but couldn't recognize them. Finally, rounding a hedge, he saw Thor and Todd through the darkness. Thor had someone bent over the hood of the car ... Todd had one on the ground ... holding him down.

"What the ....???", exclaimed Mark.

"Lookie what we found," Thor was delighted.

Mark then realized that Thor had Eric. He was tying his wrists. Mark watched as he tied his ankles and gagged him. He was wiggling and trying to free himself, but Thor was an expert at bondage, so Mark knew he wouldn't get loose until Thor wanted.

Meanwhile Todd finished tying up some other guy, who was laying on the ground. Mark recognized his voice as one of the guys who raped him. Todd shoved and old rag in the boy's mouth to keep him quiet.

"Mark ... there's a camera in the back of the car. Get it and take plenty of pictures of these two. Use the flash and try not to get my face in the picture ... or Todd's.", Thor ordered.

Mark quickly got the camera and took several pictures of the bound boys.

"Well, what do ya think we should do with these to little asshole fuckers?, inquired Thor sarcastically.

"I say ... fuck them until they pass out", replied Todd.

"Yeah ... and I'd like a shot at Eric's ass, too", Mark whispered excitedly

"Shut up slave.", demanded Thor. "You'll fuck when I tell you ... don't ask again!"

Mark's hopes sank. Yes Sir .. I'm sorry Sir". Damn! He wanted to help humiliate Eric and make him feel the same pain and shame that they gave him.

Thor took a handful of Eric's hair and pulled him to a standing position. He pulled Eric's shirt up as high as he could, then slipped it over his head. Next came the jeans ... dropped to the ground.

"Will ya look at the body on this fucker", Thor seem surprised. "If I didn't have Mark, I'd break this boy into my 24/7 slave."

Eric was shaking his head and trying to protest, but it was not possible. Eric tried to hide his face as Mark continued to take pictures.

Thor slammed him face down on the hood, exposing his hot little asshole. Without hesitation, Thor pulled out his weapon, lubed it and rammed it full length into Eric's virgin ass. Eric screamed and screamed. Even through the gag, Eric managed to scream loudly, but Thor was undaunted. He fucked him hard, with vicious thrusts deep into his ass ... vicious and fast. He kept it going for nearly 20 minutes. Eric never stopped screaming, and never stopped crying. Thor left out a little moan, then rammed his cock into as hard as he could. Mark knew he was shooting his load up Eric's ass and got several good pictures while it was happening.

Todd clapped and laughed, "That's the way to treat a twink-fucker. Now, start on mine"

Thor pulled Eric to the ground by his hair.

"Here ... your turn.", he said to Todd.

Turning his attention to the other boy, Thor smiled as he looked at the helpless body, bound and gagged on the ground. He knelt down, pulled the gag. The boy started swearing and screaming. Thor hit him hard in the face. The boy fell silent.

"Now, asshole ... what's your name?", demanded Thor.

The kid didn't answer, so Thor hit him again ... this time in his balls. He cried out in pain.

"Josh ... my name is Josh. What are you gonna do ... LET ME GO, asshole!" he cried.

"Sure does talk rough, huh?", Thor smiled as he stuffed the gag back into the boy's mouth.

Thor ripped off Josh's clothes. When he was pretty much naked, Thor spit on his fingers, then shoved two into the boy's ass. He tried to scream as much as possible through the gag.

Meanwhile, Eric started to protest and scream again as Todd shoved his sizable member up his almost virgin, cum-lubed ass. Todd fucked him like he was possessed ... hard and vicious strokes banging into his tender butt, just like Thor had done.

Thor motioned to Mark, "Get over here boy ... your turn to have some fun." Turning to Josh, he whispered, "Now, it's your turn to get fucked, boy".

Josh's eyes opened wide and started to wiggle and protest. He was trying to somehow stop what was going to happen, but it was useless and his protests were all garbled through the gag.

Thor pulled out a key and removed Mark's cock cage. Immediately, his cock sprung to life ... to full length and leaking long strings of precum. Mark was turned on like never before. The two teenaged tormentors were getting it good.

Mark dropped to his knees between Josh's legs. Aiming his cock at the virgin hole, he rubbed it around to lube it with the precum. Suddenly, he plunged the entire length of the cock deep into the tight ass. Josh let out a scream like a wild animal being killed. It turned Mark on even more. Mark wanted to fuck this boy for a long time, but he had been denied any sexual relief for several days, so in a very short time, he creamed the boy's hole, filling it with wave after wave of sweet jissm. Mark almost screamed in ecstasy as he finally shot his load.

Mark sat back, his bare ass on the ground watching Todd drill Eric's butt. Eric was crying and whimpering ... hoping to stop the rape. Finally, Todd filled Eric's ass with his cum. He pushed his cock deep in the boy's ass and held it there for a long time, as it grew somewhat softer ... finally pulling it out with a little pop.

Todd grabbed the boy's hair and threw him to the ground next to his buddy, Josh.

"Now pussy boys," started Thor, "we're gonna stay here with you the rest of the night. We're all gonna fuck your twats again and again. And, you're gonna learn how to suck cock, too. Marky here, likes to be sucked, don't ya?". He winked and Mark.

"Yea ... Yes Sir, sure do. Could use a hot mouth right now."

"Cool, pull out that gag from Eric's mouth and fuck his pretty face."

As soon as Mark pulled the gag, Eric started to yell and screamed that nothing would ever make him suck a cock. Thor wacked him hard across his face, stunning Eric, but not putting him out. He sputtered a bit and repeated that he'd never suck a cock.

Thor knelt down and took Eric's sizable balls in his hand and started

squeezing. Eric moaned, then screamed in pain.

"Ah, so you like this, huh?", quizzed Thor. "Guess what? I'm gonna do a lot more to these pretty eggs ... in fact, I'm gonna crack them if you don't start sucking ... and do a good job. If you bite or do anything stupid, I'll cut off your gonads ..... HEAR ME, asshole?"

Eric, in pain, yelled, "YES".

Thor didn't release his balls, but kept constant pressure on them while Mark pushed his cock into Eric's mouth. Although he wasn't completely hard, the warmth of the wet mouth soon had him rick solid quickly. Mark moaned softly as he pushed his cock deeper in Eric mouth, eventually getting down his throat, causing Eric to gag. Mark expected it and was holding Eric's head tight against his groin. He pumped the face back and forth on his cock, feeling the heat build in his guts. Soon, his balls were boiling up a load of cum. A few more strokes and he released a wad. He jammed his cock deep into Eric's face as the cum blasted out. Eric gagged and retched, but he swallowed. Of course, he didn't really have much choice with the cock lodged in his mouth.

"Cool.", Mark whispered. "Thanks man, you've got a hot mouth." Then, as a second thought, "Hoped you liked my cum as much as I liked yours."

Eric just sputtered and was trying to spit out any remaining jissm in his mouth.

For the rest of the darkened night, the three rapists took turns with their captives. When a faint sliver of dawn started to show, they decided to untie the boys, but not before a warning.

"Listen up pussy-boys. We've got lots of pictures and we won't hesitate to use them if you breathe a word of what we did tonight.", hissed Todd. "You will not give Mark anymore trouble or spread any more stories about him. UNDERSTAND?", demanded Todd.

Both boys weakly nodded in agreement as they were untied. They were totally exhausted and collapsed to the ground. Both looked like they were ready to pass out. Mark knew exactly how they felt ... asshole aching, mouth muscles so sore that it hurt to open it and a throat that burned.

Thor wasn't satisfied with their agreement. Thor. "SAY IT ... Say you understand and that you will never bother Mark again.", Thor roared.

"I understand ... never bother Mark again.", both replied.

"Tell me how did you find out that Mark liked cock?", Thor demanded. "Who told you?"

Eric just lay in the grass moaning in pain.

"TELL ME FUCKER or I'll cut your balls off right now!", Thor was angry.

"Nobody told me ... just noticed him checking out my package in the locker room. Who else stares as cock?", whimpered Eric.

"Ok ..... C'mon Mark, let's go", ordered Todd.

They drove away, leaving the naked and fucked boys laying the wet grass of the field. Mark hoped that he wouldn't have any more trouble around school.

CHAPTER 11 - Master G

Mark spent the rest of the weekend with Thor. As soon as they got back to the house, Thor tied him up tightly and locked that chastity device on his cock. Todd stayed over, too. The two of them took turns at Mark ... fucking his ass ... making him suck their huge cocks ... shoving fat dildos in his ass. Their favorite torture was to squeeze, yank and twist Mark's nuts until he was reduced to a whimpering, crying mess. Although Mark protested and begged for the torture to stop, he discovered that he liked the idea that hunky men were getting off by applying pain to his tender, young body. And he understood that they wanted him to scream and yell and cry. The more he protested, the more torture they would give him .. give him exactly what he wanted. He especially liked being tied up and gagged so that he was completely helpless.

Finally, on Sunday evening, Thor cut his bindings. Mark flexed and stretched to loosen his muscles. He was a little disappointed because Thor had not let him cum the entire time he had been with him. In fact, he still had the chastity device locked tightly around his cock.

"C'mon, get dressed and I'll take you home.", Thor ordered.

"Ahh .. .ahhhh. ...SIR! I still have the cock cage on, Sir.", Mark said hesitatingly.

"Shut the fuck up ... didn't I tell you that you couldn't talk? I meant it,", Thor was angry.

Mark just replied quietly, "Yes Sir."

Mark dressed without saying anything else.

Thor said nothing during the he drive to Mark's house. As they pulled up to a parking space, Thor finally spoke, "I want you here again next Friday night ... 7 pm - sharp. Don't try to take off the cock cage ... I will know if you did because you'll never get it back on. Remember, Steve still has the pictures and video of you and we won't hesitate to send them if you misbehave. I want you to be god- damned horny next weekend so I can have some extra fun torturing your hard cock."

Mark felt a chill shoot through his body. He had forgotten about the tape and the pictures, but didn't doubt that they would be sent out if he screwed up. He now realized that he belonged to Thor. He would protect him, but was not his friend ... he was his slave. Mark liked that.

The week was hell for Mark. School was boring and his cock hurt almost all the time because it kept trying to get hard, and the cock cage rings would bite into the flesh.

On Friday, Mark was standing at the street at 6:30 ... he wanted to be early. After 7 pm came and went, he started to worry. Had Thor changed his mind? At 7:30 a different car pulled up.

"Mark?", the driver called.

Mark had never seen this guy but he obviously knew who he was. Mark nodded and mouthed,"yes'.

"Thor sent me .... get in."

As he closed the passenger door, the drive continued, "Take off all your clothes. I want you naked."

Without question, Mark started to strip. He was glad that it was getting dark so that no one would notice he was naked.

"My name is Master G ... you will never speak to me except for Yes Sir or Yes Master . Do you understand?", the driver commanded.

"Yes Sir".

They drove for about 30 minutes. Mark hadn't noticed any houses or buildings for a couple of miles when they finally pulled up to an isolated house. Inside, the Master led Mark to a basement dungeon. Mark know he should be scared, at least a bit worried, but he was looking forward to a new Master giving him new tortures. In fact, the thought of being a slave was making him excited. His cock was throbbing in the cock cage. Mark moaned quietly.

"Strip off your clothes ... NOW!", Ordered Master G.

Without speaking, Mark quickly complied. His cock was obviously straining at the cock cage restraints.

Horny, huh?", asked Master G. "I have the key ... but I don't think I will unlock it. You need to stay horny. All slaves need to stay horny ... always."

"Yes Sir.", replied Mark.

Master G just smiled. He led Mark to the basement where was assembled a huge dungeon with slings, whipping stands, suspension chains hanging everywhere, a hundred dildos arranged neatly on the wall and other things that Mark didn't recognize or knew what they were used for. All he was sure of, is that they would be used to give him pain and he couldn't wait. He needed it BAD!

Get on they hands and knees, pussy boy.", ordered the Master.

As soon as Mark went down, the Master shoved a fat butt plug in his ass. Mark let out a faint moan, but the Master didn't seem to object. Mark recognized the electric generator that Master G brought out ... one wire attached to the plug and the other to one of the rings on his cock cage. He twisted the dials and sent a jolt down Mark's half-hard cock.

"Go over to that cabinet", the Master commanded, pointing to a cabinet on the far wall. "Get the box with the heavy chain."

Mark picked up the box and almost dropped it .. it must have weighed 30 or 40 pounds. After placing the box on the floor next to the Master, he attached a leather parachute around his balls. The parachute had an attachment, to which the Master attached one end of the heavy chain, which he laid in a pile between his legs.

"Now boy ... start crawling. If you go too slow, I'll give you another jolt ... a hell of a lot stronger the next time.", commanded Master G.

At first, Mark didn't completely realize what was going to happen, but it was soon very clear. As he crawled, his balls pulled the heavy chain across the carpet. The farther he crawled, the more chain was pulled from the pile and the more his nuts would have to pull. After he went about a foot, the pain in his nuts was fierce.

"Ahhhhhh ... oh god ....Ahhhhhh", Mark couldn't help making some noise.

Unfortunately, he momentarily stopped crawling. The Master pushed a button that sent a withering jolt of current through his cock. Mark thought his dick would be roasted and his balls would be pulled off.

"CRAWL, pussy! CRAWL until your balls are pulled off!!!!", shouted Master G as he gave Mark another jolt.

"AAAAAEEeeeeee .... Y ... Yes ... SIR", cried Mark.

He crawled. He crawled another foot or so. The chain was incredibly heavy and the pain was impossible. He felt another jolt on his cock ... much more intense than any that he had ever felt. He inched forward ... pulling a few more links of the chain. That's all he remembered. He passed out from the pain.

He awoke sometime later. He was bound to a padded table. Mark couldn't move ... his arms were strapped down, his chest and stomach also had tight straps. Another strap was over his forehead. He couldn't look down, but he knew that his legs were elevated somewhat and they were strapped tightly. He was unable to move anything, except his eyes and fingers. He became aware of pain in his balls.

"I see my pussy boy is awake.", sneered Master G. "You liked the ball stretching exercise, didn't you?"

"No Sir.", Mark whispered.

"That was just a start. You're gonna learn that I am the most sadistic son-of-a-bitch that you've ever met. Before I'm finished with you, you will beg me to kill you, just to relieve the pain.", the Master whispered in Mark's ear. "I'm gonna pierce your nipples with a nail and shove a screw through the head of your cock."

Mark shivered and started to protest .. this was way over the edge and he was scared. Master G brought a leather dildo gag up to Mark's mouth. "Open up ... don't want you to bite your tongue or your lips." He shoved the 3 inch dildo gag in Mark's mouth.

"Now, we play a little game. See that rope hanging from the ceiling," asked the Master, pointing to a rope that Mark could barely see ... hanging a few feet and between his legs. "At the end of it is a 2 inch steel ball ... it's at the exact right length to hit your stretched nuts. Oh ... did I tell you? I have put a 3 inch leather ball stretcher on your nuts, so that are extended away from your body and completely vulnerable.. The game is that I stand back about 6 feet and swing the ball. I get points when the steel ball swings perfectly and hit your extended nuts. In other words, when you scream, I get a point. I always win because I can keep trying until I get it right and nothing ever takes points away. I think this game will be a 20-pointer. Ok?", Master G smiled.

Mark tried to wiggle ... this was a bit more than he bargained for, but he was strapped so tight he couldn't move.

"Now, now ... relax. If you move too much, I might miss."

He stood several feet away. Mark couldn't raise his head, so he could just see the Master face.

"Ready? Here goes the first one.", he released the ball.

It swung quickly and Mark felt the intense pain as it hit his balls squarely. The pain shot from his mashed nuts all the way up to the top of his head. He started to cry ... he had to endure 19 more of these.

Again and again, the Master swung the ball. Sometimes he missed and it wacked into the side of his leg. That only increase the suspense ... delayed the next shooting pain in his nuts. Mark's balls were swollen and blue when the Master finally completed the 20 hits. Mark had tears flowing from his eyes ... he was breathing deeply and sweating profusely.

"It's a shame I promised you only 20 hits. I think you could have taken at least 10 more. You want more?", Master G chided.

Mark muffled a "Nffff Ferrrff". Mark struggled against his bonds.

"No .. no, you can't get loose. I think you need to have my special training that will wear down some of your youthful energy.", the Master chuckled again.

Master G moved out of Mark's sight. Actually, all that Mark could see were things directly above him because of the head restraint. He knew that Master was doing something between his raised legs. Then he felt it ... something probing at his butt hole.

Master G moved so that Mark could see him and said, "Now we have a wonderful dildo fucking session. It's an automatic one that I designed and had made just for my slaves. I'm sure you will grow to love what it does to your ass. It loves to work little boy's asses, but it gets a little too enthusiastic sometimes. My last slave almost died .... the dildo went crazy and almost fucked him to death. It was just a bit of luck that I returned in time to stop it. Of course, that boy's ass is a useless cum dump now ... too stretched out and ruined."

Mark shivered again and squirmed ... pulling at his bonds, "NOOFFFFFF. PFLEAAAFFFE.'

The dildo at his ass pushed a bit harder. He felt like it was twisting as the pressure increased. Mark felt it push harder ... his hole stretched open slightly and the end of the dildo popped inside him. It was a sudden stab of pain. It surprised Mark because he had been fucked a lot and it didn't usually hurt anymore. But this hurt like hell.

"Felt that, huh? I guess can tell that it will expand to almost 3 inches, in diameter. It will stretch you beyond your wildest dreams. It's almost 18 inches long ... and before this is over, all 18 will be buried in your ass." Master G was almost gleeful.

Mark continued to struggle as the dildo twisted, vibrated and made little jabbing punches to lodge itself deeper in his ass. The pain kept getting worse as the dildo pushed deeper inside. Then it changed it's program and rammed in one hard stroke.

Mark screamed through his gag.

The dildo seemed to be getting exited ... it was pistoning back and forth ... sometimes completely withdrawing before plunging it's full length back into Mark's ravaged ass. The force was increasing and Mark was sure it was growing fatter, too. Then he felt a huge surge of something ... something that was hot and burning. It was mashing something deep inside Mark's guts ... he was being impaled! The pain ... the pain was incredible. Mark was floating ... he was very cold ... he was losing consciousness.

Mark slowly regained some vague awareness. He realized that he ached, but the dildo was not fucking his ass and the gag was gone. He wasn't strapped down, either. He blinked his eyes and shook his head trying to clear it.

"Oh ... you're awake!", a soothing voice came through the mist.

"..... ahhhh... yeah. Wha... what ... ", Mark managed to speak.

"I decided to take over your torture.", replied the voice.

Mark finally recognized the voice. It was Thor.

"After I got off work, I got horny for you, so I went the G's place, hoping to fuck you. I didn't know he was so damn sadistic ... that he might ruin you or even kill you. I'm really sorry ... really! I like you and I'm gonna have to protect you from the bad Masters, like G. I brought you back here .. to my place where you'll be safe."

"I ... he ... he hurt me a lot. I still hurt ... my ass.... my balls. Oh god! It still hurts so much.", Mark sobbed.

"I'll take care of you until you feel better. Can you walk? Lets go get into my hot tub ... it'll relax you and soothe your muscles."

"Yeah, I can walk ... if you let me lean on you."

After an hour in Thor's hot tub, Mark's aches and pains started to fade. Although still sore, his asshole didn't seem so huge anymore. Soon, Thor told him to dry off and get dressed. He was going back home.

CHAPTER 12 - Prisoner Fetish

All through high school, Mark continued to visit the Masters who he knew would torture him and get him off. He seemed to yearn for a lot more ... a lot more serious games. As Mark finally turned 18, his appearance was one of some sex god ... tall, willowy, blonde ... smooth and still looked like he was 14, maybe 15. He looked back at his short sex life and felt unfulfilled. In the last years, he had been enslaved by several Masters, none were as bad as Master G and none as good as Thor. He longed to be Thor's permanent slave, but was never asked. He knew better than to ask any Master to take him as their slave.

Mark's attitude had been changing. He had slowly realized that he liked being totally submissive and totally controlled by a Master. He wanted more to be more abused than just a mere slave .. he wanted to be a permanent prisoner. Not a slave, but a real prisoner. Just like a real prisoner, he would try to escape, but would be totally disappointed if he actually managed to get away. He dreamed of being caged, jailed, shackled, bound and gagged. He wanted his Master to use him in every perverted way, all the time. Mark couldn't think of much else. On the internet, he contacted several Masters and told him of his prison fetish, but none would take the responsibility of a 24/7 prisoner.

After he graduated from high school, Mark went to work in his father's construction business. The hard work distracted him for awhile, but soon, his mind was wandering back. He hated the work and hated living with his parents, so he went out as often as possible in the evening. He went trolling for men .. for a Master to take him forever, but he found no takers. He wanted to be beaten, whipped, used, abused, tortured and made to service cock ... lots of cocks. He fantasized about having almost continuous torture and continuous supply of juicy cocks ... BIG juicy cocks.

Mark continued to frequent the parks and streets where he knew he could make contact with Masters, hoping to meet that one Master who would kidnap him and keep him forever. Then one Friday night, as Mark was walking home, a large windowless van pulled up to the curb near him. Mark didn't know it then, but his life was about to take a dramatic turn.

"Hey slave boy .. you want a ride?", the driver inquired.

Mark was surprised that the stranger driving the van knew he was a slave.

"Yes Sir.", Mark smiled.

"Get in.", he replied. "My name is Raven .. Master Raven."

As soon as Mark sat down in the car, Master Raved commanded, " Put your arms behind your back."

The Master snapped steel handcuffs on Marks wrists, behind his back. Next, he attacked a collar tightly around Mark's neck, which he fastened to the seat's headrest. Mark loved the feeling of total helplessness .. being totally controlled and tightly secured.

"Thor told me about you", the Master explained, "That you are a prime slave. He said I could have you if I treated you right."

Master Raven drove Mark to his house. They went in and down to the basement .. to the dungeon. One wall was completely covered with various toys of torture and pleasure. The Master led him over to wooden stocks .. the type where the slave is standing, but bent over at the waist .. head and wrists locked into holes. Mark's clothing was ripped or cut off him, until he only had his shoes and socks on.

The Master selected a leather cat tails whip and carefully showed it to Mark.

"This is gonna be the worst whipping you've ever had, slave. If you take it well, then I will reward you. If you protest and whimper, like most slave boys, I might get pissed and whip you to death. It's your choice."

WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK

.. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK ..

WACK ..

Again and again, the cat tail landed hard on Mark's tender cheeks. Occasionally, the end of the tails would wrap around Mark's legs and sting his balls. As much as he wanted to take the beating, Mark couldn't keep from crying, but he didn't scream.

WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK

.. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK .. WACK ..

WACK .. WACK ..

The whipping continued for what seemed like an eternity. Mark's ass was burning hot and hurt like hell, but he kept quite. He didn't sob ... he didn't whimper ... he didn't beg for the Master to stop.

Finally, the whipping stopped. The Master dropped the whip on the floor and Mark drew a deep breath and he shuddered from nervous tension. Mark hoped the Master was pleased and hoped this would be his prison.

"You did very well. Thor said you were exceptional .. and you are.", the Master complemented. "Now, it's time for some serious torture."

As Master Raven released Mark from the stock, he almost collapsed from the pain in his butt. The Master helped him walk to a large cage, placed on a stand about 2 feet off the floor. The floor of the cage was covered what appeared to be leather and slightly padded. In the center was a small hole in the bottom.

"Crawl in the cage, slave.", Master Raven ordered.

As Mark complied, the Master continued, "Sit down with your butt on the hole"

When Mark was seated, cross-legged and bent over since the cage was hot tall enough for him to sit upright. The Master cuffed each wrist and each ankle to hooks on the side of the cage. Straps were placed around his upper thighs, so that Mark was unable to move anything, except his head. The Master closed the door and padlocked it.

"This will be your home tonight so make yourself comfortable", Master Raven commented sarcastically.

The Master was setting up something under the cage that Mark couldn't see ... but soon he felt. It was some sort of dildo under the cage that fit up through the bottom hole. It was pushed up past Mark's sore cheeks and pressed lightly at his ass lips. It felt wet like it was oozing lubrication. Slowly but deliberately, the dildo pressed harder until it gained entrance to Mark's ass. It wasn't very fat, so Mark took it easily. When it was lodged deep in his butt, Mark felt the pleasure of having his prostrate squeezed.

The Master started up the stairs, telling Mark, "Enjoy it slave. It's my own invention."

The dildo slowly began to move up and down ... long strokes, almost withdrawing then thrusting all the way in. The slick dildo felt very nice and Mark felt his own cock begin to grow hard.

Just as he was getting into the rhythm of the thing, it stopped, deep inside him. He heard some faint hissing noise and became aware that the dildo must had been inflating ... at least it felt a lot fatter. When it resumed the fucking action, Mark knew is was a hell of a lot fatter because he felt stabs of pain as it withdrew completely before ramming back in with force and speed. The dildo had a large mushroom head that mercilessly expanded Mark's hole before extending deep inside him. Mark had taken a lot of big things in his ass, so he knew he could handle it. Over and over, the dildo pulled out before ramming back. Eventually, the sensation turned into pain .. then intense pain. The dildo didn't hear Mark whimpering, eventually screaming in pain, between sobs. It just kept up a relentless anal attack.

Mark had lost track of time, but his ass lips were sore as hell. Through his pain, his cock remained hard and was now oozing it's own precum lube. He was getting delirious from the pain when the machine started something new. Instead of withdrawing completely, it only withdrew so that the fat head was at his prostrate.

Suddenly, Mark felt a new sensation ... a almost pleasant sensation. The fat dildo was shoot electrical pulses into his prostrate. With each pulse, Mark's cock jumped and oozed even more precum. Mark was dizzy and floating between pleasure and pain.

The dildo resumed its pistoning up and down. Each time the fat head was positioned at the prostrate, it would emit several fast electrical pules. Gradually, the intensity of the pulses became more and more intense, until the pleasure changed completely to extreme pain. Mark screamed, but the dildo kept up it's insistent action. Through the fog of pain, Mark felt his own cock growing harder as his cum started boiling in his nuts.

"OH GOD .... OH GOD DAMN .... I'M CUMMING!!!!", Mark screamed at the top of his voice and his cock erupted with the most violent climax he had ever remembered. Long strings of sticky jissm shot up. In the position he was held in by the cage, his jissm shot across his chest and into his face. Again and again, his cock spasmed out more and more cum and the damn dildo kept firing electrical pules through his prostrate.

Spent, Mark's cock wilted as he sagged in the cage. Amazingly, the dildo stopped pumping his ass, pushing deep inside him and stopping there. Mark, exhausted fell sound asleep.

Mark awoke when the Master was pulling the dildo out of his ass.

"Sleep well?," Master Raven inquired.

"Yes SIR.", Mark lied. Actually he woke several times wishing that he could get the dildo out of his ass, but it wouldn't move.

"I watched you last night on the closed circuit camera. I adjusted the dildo so that you would cum, big time. You did very well. I've got a video of it all, too. You'll love watching it. Bet your family and friends will too!", he said with an evil grin.

After the straps were removed, Mark was pulled out of the cage. He could hardly stand after being so confined and twisted all night. The Master dragged him to a exam table and laid him on his back. Straps were attached across Mark's chest, stomach, even his forehead. His arms hung down on either side of the table and cuffed to hooks, His legs were spread wide and strapped to movable extensions. Likewise, straps were placed around his thighs to make sure he was completely immobile. The straps were snug and prevented Mark any movement. In fact, about the only things Mark could move were his eyes, mouth, fingers and toes.

The Master cranked the table to elevate Marks ass .. putting him in an uncomfortable position with his back arched.

"Now, I can get at that pretty cock of yours. I'll bet you love to have you cock tortured, huh?", the Master smiled as Mark answered, "yes sir", in a weak voice.

"Let's see what I can find.', replied Master Raven and he rummaged around in a drawer in the table.

Apparently finding what he wanted, the Master began to stroke Mark's cock. It quickly responded.

"That's the way I like your cock ... hard and needing to cum", smiled Master Raven.

He quickly wrapped a thin leather string around Mark's cock and balls, just like a cock ring, but tighter. He continued to lace the string around Mark's throbbing cock until is was trussed completely, leaving only the head. The Master then slipped a wire frame-like device around the cock head. With his mid- section elevated, Mark to see the wire cage on the head of his cock as the Master tightened a small screw that tightened it around the head. Then, the Master shoved a butt plug into Mark's ass.

"Now, we'll see how much you like electricity on the head of your cock"

"P .. P.. please NO", cried Mark.

The Master just smiled and as he attached wires to both the device on Mark's cock and to the butt plug. Without further hesitation, the Master turned some knobs on a small box he held. Immediately, fire shot through the head of Mark's cock. Pain and a deep burning sensation occurred and Mark let out a blood curdling scream, 

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"

"Now ..now .. little slave, that's only at 20 percent power. Here's what 50 percent feels like."

He turned the knob again. Mark was sure his cock would be burned off. For a half and hour, the Master manipulated the box, giving Mark's cock all sorts of electrical charges. Mark had screamed so long and hard that he was now almost hoarse. He actually though it would be nice to die.

Finally, the Master grew tired with this torture. He turned off the little box.

"My .. my. Lookie ... your cock is still hard!", commented the Master as he removed the wires. "How about your balls now ... they need the same attention."

A clamp type device was clamped across his balls. Then the wires of the little box attached. When the Master switched on the box, he forgot to lower the intensify, so Mark's first jolt was at 100 percent. Even though he was almost hoarse, he managed to scream again .. and again and the box proceeded to fry his nuts. The Master set the box to continue the painful torture automatically.

"Here's something I know you will love.", the Master held up a shiny rod. "It's called a sound ... I have several sizes, but I'll start with a 6 millimeter. It will hurt considerably without damaging you."

The Master had a small eye dropper that he slipped the tip into Mark's piss slit. He squeezed in a generous amount of lube, then placed the rounded tip of the sound on the piss slit. Slowly, he pushed the sound deeper into Mark's tortured cock. Between the electrical jolts to his balls and the burning fire inside his cock, Mark passed out.

Mark jumped back to reality as the Master waved smelling salts under his nose. He immediately felt the continuing jolts to his balls. A new and more intense pain was his cock. Looking down, he could see that the sound was fully inserted into his cock.

Noticing that Mark was looking at his cock, the Master commented, "I started with a 6 millimeter but went to a 7, then 8, then 9. That's the end of a 10 millimeter in your cock. How'd you like me to connect the electric box to it?", the Master quizzed

"NO SIR, I wouldn't like it", Mark answered weakly.

"Ok .. not that box. Besides, it's damn busy on your nuts. Like it, don't you?"

"NO SIR"

The Master attached a wire to the sound, the leading to a small device that had a crank on one side. Mark recognized it as being a generator similar to what had been used on him before.

He turned the crank on the magneto slowly. The electrical jolts down the length of Mark's cock was intense and intensely painful. Mark tried to buck and move ... to get away from the source of the pain.

"EEEEEIEIIIIIEIIIIIIiiiiiiiii ...PLEASE PLEASE STOP ....P L E A S E!", pleaded Mark.

The Master just ignored him and turned the crank faster. Mark could have sworn he could smell burning flesh ... his burning cock ... just before he passed out ... again.

He awoke again to smelling salts. The plug was out of his ass. His

balls were still being jolted. The sound was still in his ass.

Master Raven was standing between his legs, his bare cock buried deep in Mark's ass.

"Squeeze your hole closed ... slave!", demanded the Master

Mark tried, but the pain he was experiencing prevented him from concentrating on the cock in his ass. He was grateful that Master blew his load quickly.

"You did well boy", the Master complemented Mark. "You will be a great asset for me."

The Master released Mark and dragged him to a small room, where he bound Mark's wrists and ankles together with leather cuffs, then pushed him down onto a mat on the floor. He snapped one half of a metal handcuff around Mark's cock and balls. The other cuff was snapped onto a huge steel weight, thus keeping Mark from moving too far.

"Get some rest ... you're gonna need it!"

The Master locked the door on his way out. Mark was tired and he fell asleep quickly.

CHAPTER 13 - His First Sale

Mark had no idea how long he slept when the Master woke him. The Master released his restraints and ordered him into a shower room. There, a young boy was waiting ... probably the same age as Mark. The shower was started and the boy scrubbed every part of Mark with a brush and soap, as the Master watched. Although the brush was soft, it still was irritating and made Mark's entire body red. The boy and Mark had both become hard, but with the Master watching, they could do nothing about it.

There was a long rubber hose attached to a faucet that the boy shoved up Mark's ass. He turned the water on, filling Mark and causing some minor pain.

"Hold the water as long as you can.", the boy whispered. "If you let it out too soon, my Master will not be pleased."

Mark squeezed his hole tight around the hose as it filled him. Eventually, his abdomen was extended. The pain was getting severe when the boy pulled out the hose.

"Let it out now." he instructed.

Mark felt relief as the water gushed out of his ass. Again and again the boy filled Mark until he was completely clean. The Master then walked him upstair and into a large bedroom. There, he shoved Mark into a closet, but unlike any closet Mark had ever seen. There was a somewhat soft mat on the floor ... all the walls were brick with several eye hooks protruding ... and bars ... metal bars like in a jail. The Master swing the metal bars closed ... Mark was in a jail cell and he loved it. Maybe this would be the start of his imprisonment.

"I'm going into the next room to talk to a few friends. When I return, you are to obey me and not speak, except for Yes Sir or No Sir. Understand? One more thing ... from now on, you will tell my friends that you are a runaway and only 15 years old. If you tell anybody your real age, I'll whip the skin off your back.", the Master sneered.

The Master left him alone for a few minutes. Mark could hear him talking to several men, but he couldn't really hear exactly what was being discussed. He caught a word or two ... something about money and time. He was being sold! The thought of being a commodity thrilled Mark, but saddened him because he might not become the prisoner that he so wanted to be.

Soon, the Master returned with 4 men. Each was rather good looking, but not exceptional. Each man was dressed in leather, obviously each was a Master.

"Get on your feet slave. Play with your cock and get it hard.", the Master ordered. Then, to the men, "He's 15, and a runaway. He's had some experience, but doesn't do everything willingly, so you can expect some resistance during the most painful and difficult games. The only restrictions are that you don't cause any permanent damage ... I want to retain his value as prime meat. Oh yeah .. one more thing ... you can not shave his head. That blonde hair makes him too attractive."

The men might have been listening, but they had become fascinated with the dick that was growing between Mark's legs. Hair may have made him attractive, but his cock and body made him irresistible.

The best looking of the 4 men spoke up first, "Ok, I agree ... with the price and everything. I want him all weekend."

"Done,", answered the Master as he opened the cell door. "You will go with this man. His name is Master Jay. You will obey him. Understand?"

"Yes Sir.", Mark answered obediently.

Master Jay slipped out his wallet and counted several bills out.

"Fifteen hundred ... correct?" as he handed the cash to Master Raven.

Mark was amazed ... fifteen hundred dollars for him .. just for a weekend!

Mark spent the weekend with Master Jay. It was a difficult weekend since the Master was extremely cruel and treated Mark like a piece of meat. No compassion, no sympathy, just torture and sex .. more torture than sex. The Master became hot and hard when Mark was screaming in pain ... and he did that a lot. His balls were stretched with 20 pound weights ... not just stretched, but lifted and dropped frequently to add intense pain. Stainless rods were plugged into his cock after he was forced to drink several beers, causing his bladder to feel like it would explode. An electric prod was used on his cock, as well as his balls. Every sadistic torture that Mark could imagine was used on him, always followed by a vicious fucking ass or face.

He had obeyed every order and not mentioned his real age. At the end of the weekend, Mark was exhausted when he was returned to Master Raven. Master Jay had praised Mark as being well worth the money and would be back frequently, perhaps to rent him for a week or more for some parties.

CHAPTER 14 - Brother Seth

Over the next weeks, Mark was repeatedly sold. Sometimes it was just one man, other times, he was the party favor. Used for torture, humiliation and sex, Mark actually found that he liked it. However, he still wished he had just one Master ... one who would always be there to help with the torture and protect him from some the of crazy assholes who rented him.

During the next 4 weeks, Mark was sold almost every night. He was exhausted. He liked being a prisoner and liked being sold, but he didn't get enough rest between sessions to recuperate. This was especially true when he was used as the center of a party. The constant pain, the constant fucking and constant sucking wore him out.

He was sleeping soundly one afternoon when Master Raven clanked open the cell door.

"Get up shithead ... you have to get ready.", the Master commanded.

Mark assumed it was another job, but instead, the Master attached a leather and steel device around his cock. A small padlock secured it in place. Mark realized it was a chastity device that would prevent him from getting hard.

"You are starting to look like shit .. old and abused. I can't have that. You need a rest, so I'm gonna send you back to your home .. to your parents.", the Master explained. "You will not remove the chastity device .. if you do, you will be very sorry. Todd gave me a video tape of your little hustler performance you did for him. I have made copies to send to your parents, friends, but especially, the cops. You will love being in a real jail."

The Master had some jeans, shirt, and shoes for Mark, which he put on quickly. Fortunately, the pants were loose fitting, so the cage locked on his cock didn't show.

Master Raven pulled Mark into his new van.

"Like it? You bought it for me.", he commented. "Get in the back and don't say a word."

Mark opened the rear doors and crawled in. The van had a padded floor, and several hooks attached to the sides and roof, obviously designed to secure a slave in positions for torture and fucking.

"I have your phone number and will call you when I need to for a job. You will meet me at the gas station on the corner near your house. When I pull up, you will always get into the back of the van, strip off all your clothes and put in the handcuffs that are hanging near the door. You will NEVER say a word ... nothing. The other rules are the same ... you are a 15 year old runaway and that is all you will tell your clients. UNDERSTOOD?"

"Yes Master"

Soon, the Master pulled up to the gas station.

"Get the fuck out", ordered the Master.

Mark walked home. He was depressed because he was free. He wanted to be a prisoner, now he was free. He slipped into his house without waking his parents, not that it mattered much. He had disappeared for a few days or a week in the past, and his parents had given up on trying to tame him, They had decided long ago that Mark was a wild and unstable boy, so they never said much to him when he returned.

When he got home, his parents were still at work, so he headed for his bedroom. As Mark laid down in his bed, the bedroom door opened slowly. Seth crept in and sat next to him on the bed.

"Where in the fuck have you been? We were about to report you missing to the cops.", Seth seemed concerned.

Mark explained what had been happening, but left out most of the severe sessions because he knew Seth wouldn't understand.

"Jez, so you're a prostitute?" Seth quizzed.

"I guess so ... or something like that. He will call me and I have to meet him cause he's sold me for sex and torture again."

"Wow .. I wouldn't want to be in your place."

"The worst part is this cock cage he locked on me", Mark moaned and he pulled down his pants to show his brother the chastity cage.

"Oh SHIT ... you can't jerk off ... can ya?"

"Nope ... I'm just gonna be horny, until he calls again."

"I'll help you out, bro .... I'll fuck you every night. Maybe you'll get off with my big cock in your ass .. or have a wet dream.", Seth said laughingly.

"Thanks ...... ASS HOLE!", Mark replied.

Seth left as Mark laid back and closed his eyes. He needed sleep ... he needed to rest .. he needed to jack off, but he couldn't. His cock, starting to inflate, was constricted by the cage, was throbbing and quite painful, but Mark feel asleep quickly because he was so damned tired.

The rest of the week was uneventful. Although Seth had wanted to fuck Mark, he refused because he just didn't want it when his cock was caged.

Then, late Friday afternoon, the phone rang. Mark answered and the voice on the other end was his Master Raven. "Be at the corner of the station at 8 tonight." And hung up.

Mark was waiting at 8 when the van pulled up.

"In the back, slave.", said the Master.

Mark opened the rear door and climbed in the windowless van.

"Strip and keep you fucking mouth shut."

Mark immediately noticed that there was another man seated next to the Master.

The man spoke, "I swear I saw someone." Then, turning to Mark, "Did

anyone follow you, slave?"

"N .. No Sir ... I don't think so.", Mark stammered.

The man continued, "Best we make another loop around, just to make sure."

Just then, the Master jammed on the brakes, "There .. there he is .. over there behind those bushes. He's spying on us. Go get him, Browny"

The stranger bounded out of the van towards the bushes. In a few minutes he reemerged and motioned for the Master to pull the van closer. When they pulled over, the stranger opened the back door of the van, and heaved a body inside ... an unconscious body. In the dim light, just before the door slammed closed, Mark recognized the boy .. it was Seth! They had kidnaped Seth!

The stranger took his seat again next tot he Master and they drove off.

"He's just a kid, but cute.", explained the stranger. "I had to cold-crock him because he was putting up a good fight. He's gonna be fun ... ripe and ready for my special torture and ready to be fucked. Bet he's even a virgin. FUCK ... I'm already hard thinking about it."

"You'd better get back there and tie him up, or he's gonna be getting away.

The stranger crawled to the back of the van. For the first time, Mark

realized this guy called Browny was an African-American. He was quite light complected, and handsome. Probably in his mid 30's and obviously muscular. He moved quickly to tie Seth's wrists behind his back, his ankles together and shove a ball gag in his mouth.

"There, that'll keep him until we get to the dungeon.", he commented. Taking notice of Mark, he gently ran his hand across Mark's chest and down to the cock cage. "Well, you are a prize. Nice tender young man. Hell, now I got two tender young men ... new meat to use."

Turning towards the front, Browny asked, "You got the key to his cage thing? I feel like playing with him right now."

Master Raven dug the key from his pocket and passed it back to Browny, who promptly unlocked the cock cage and slipped it off.

"Thank you Sir.," whispered Mark.

Browny's hand flew across Marks face, driving him to the back door of the van.

"You little fucker .. who told you to talk? And my name is Master Brown .. you will ALWAYS address me that way. Understand?", he demanded

"Yes Master Brown", answered Mark.

"Now come here to me", ordered Browny. He began to pull on Mark's cock with his big rough hand. Mark found it very stimulating, but then again .. he hadn't been hard for a week! Any attention was welcome.

He quickly got hard and Master Brown took the entire length into his hot, wet mouth. Mark was in heaven .. a man sucking his cock. He felt the Master slip a finger into his ass and probed for his prostrate. Soon the familiar feeling .. massaging the prostrate and getting sucked. He could feel the cum boiling up and knew he was very close, when the Master pulled off him.

"No .. no, not yet little slave boy. You won't cum until tomorrow night, but I'll keep you on the edge all that time".

Master Brown pulled Mark's arms behind his back and snapped handcuffs on him.

"That'll keep you from jerking off ... and don't be rubbing that cock on the floor either. If you cum now, I'll skin your hide off with my whips. ..... UNDERSTOOD?"

"Yes, Master Brown." Mark said tearfully.

As Master Brown took the seat next to Master Raven, Seth started to wake up. He began to try to speak, but the ball gag prevented it. Soon, he regained his senses ... his eyes were wide, showing fear and he looked questionably at Mark.

"You stupid fucker ... you shouldn't have followed me. Now they're gonna make you a slave, too.", Mark whispered very quietly.

"GOD DAMN IT .. WHO THE FUCK IS TALKING BACK THERE?", shouted Master Raven.

"Me Sir, ... forgive me Sir", lamented Mark.

"You know that new slave?", continued Master Raven.

"Yes Sir ... he's ahh ... he's my brother, sir"

"Well, well .. this is gonna be even more fun than I could have imagined.", said Master Brown. "Do I get both for the same price? ... Remember, I got the new one on my own."

"Yeah, I guess so .. you can have them both for the weekend."

"Hold on ... I'll take your slave for the weekend, but the new boy is mine ... mine for as long as I want. Agreed?"

"Yeah, ok .. whatever. Just bring him back alive ... and in one piece .. ok?"

"Sure ... I won't damage him too much." answered Master Brown.

Mark moaned under his breath .. he felt sorry for dumb little Seth. He had stumbled into a bad situation and now he would have to pay. There wasn't much Mark could do about it.

Soon, the van came to a halt. Master Brown got out and opened the rear van doors.

"Get out, you fucking slave", he ordered Mark. "Hey Raven, help me get this dumb fucker out. We'll have to carry him down to the dungeon."

As they picked up Seth, he wiggled and squirmed, trying to escape.

"Damn, he still hasn't learned!", exclaimed Master Raven.

He slapped Seth's face viciously until Seth was crying and whimpering.

"Now, are you gonna be a good slave?", he demanded.

Seth, groggy and dizzy from the face slapping, nodded his head in agreement.

The two men carried Seth to the basement dungeon, pushing Mark in front of them.

CHAPTER 15 - Hell's Dungeon

As they entered the dungeon, Mark was awed at the extent of the equipment. Never had he seen so many device for torture and slavery. There was a cell, and several cages, dildos and butt plugs lined the walls, along with all sorts of leather harnesses and clothing. There as a large bondage table in the corner, with many straps attached. A Saint Andrews cross was along one wall, next to a stand stock. A rack for stretching was nearby two slings hanging from the ceiling. Also, from the ceiling were two cylindrical cages, obviously used to hang a slave in an upright position, and several other devices that Mark could only guess as to their purpose.

Almost immediately, Mark's cock began to stir to life. The thought of being put to torture in this dungeon, maybe even being held prisoner, was extremely exciting for him.

The two Masters concentrated on Seth .. some rope was wound under his arms, creating a harness. Then his wrists were tied together over his head and attached to a hoist hanging from the ceiling. When the rope harness and his wrists were firmly attached to the hoist chain, they raised him up, until his feet couldn't touch the floor.

Next, the Masters turned their attention to Mark. In similar manner, they bound him. On another hoist about 4 feet from Seth, they raised Mark up.

Master Brown tied a rope around Seth's scrotum. Stretching the rope tight, he tied it around Mark's. Finally, a 5 pound weight was clamped onto the center of the rope, pulling both pairs of nuts ruthlessly. Both Mark and Seth let out screams when the Master dropped the weight.

"Ahhh, music to my ears ... two slave in unison. How very nice ... I want to hear it again.", Master Brown sneered.

He raised the weight again and let it drop. Again, but slave cried out.

"I'm going now," said Master Raven, "I'll let you to it ... don't kill Mark. He's a good money maker."

"No problem", replied Master Brown, then motioning towards Seth, "He's will be enough to keep me busy."

Seth cried out, "No ... no .... pa .... please don' hurt me ... PLEASE." He was sobbing uncontrollably.

As soon as Master Raven left, Master Brown picked up a long cat-o-nine tails whip. With great speed and force, he slapped it against Seth's ass.

**WAAAAP**

"AAAaahhhh oooouuuuu.", Seth cried.

The force of the blow swung Seth forward, relieving some of the tension around his and Mark's balls. But when he swung back, Mark thought that his nuts were going to be pulled off. He to let out a scream as his balls were stretched.

"You'll get 50 ... and you'll count each one.", commanded the Master. "Count each one."

**WAAAP**

"Ahhhh .... o ... one", Seth cried.

"ONE WHAT? fucking useless bag of shit", yelled the Master.

"I don't know ... I .. I don't know .. ONE." answered Seth.

**WAAAP**

The Master hit him so hard that Mark could hear an echo resound in the dungeon.

"ONE... SIR." fuck head", ordered the Master.

**WAAAAAP**

The sound of the leather straps against Seth's tender ass was deafening.

"Ahhh ... ONE .. .One SIR", yelled Seth.

Mark was moaning from the pain in his nuts, but since he had enough experience to know that he actually liked it, so his big cock stayed are and oozing precum.

**WAAAAP**

"TWO ..SIR"

**WAAAP**

"THREE SIR . .oh god, please stop"

**WAAAAAAP**

"FOUR SIR ... please not more ... please"

Again and again, the Master swung the leather cat tails, each time he seemed to hit Seth harder than the last. As he got near 40, Seth voice was not so loud ... he was slowly being beating into total submission.

The Master struck number 43, but Seth didn't respond. He had passed out. The Master took his face in his hand and pushed open his eyelids. Seth's eye were rolled back in his head.

"Fucking whimp.", commented the Master. "You've got a shitty brother." he continued, talking to Mark. "You'll get the rest of his lashes."

*****WAAAAAPPPP****

The sound resounded so loud it almost hurt Mark's ears. But the pain .. the pain was so severe because of the force which the Master wielded the whip.

"AHHhhh... ONE... ONE SIR", Mark yelled. No wonder Seth passed out, he thought. How in the hell had he managed to take 43?

*****WAAAAAPPPP*****

"Ahhh .. god ... TWO SIR"

After the 50th, the Seth had awakened. The pain in his nuts still made him whimper each time Mark's body swung around from the whipping.

The Master was sweating profuse because of the exerting of flogging the slaves.

"I need a little rest, so I want you to entertain me for awhile", the Master grinned.

He lowered both boys, laying the boys on their backs. Both fell asleep until the Master returned, sometime later.

He led Seth to the bondage table, lifted him up and laid him on his back. Quickly, the straps were in place, making it impossible to Seth to move, except for his eyes, lips and fingers. His leg were elevated on stirrups, exposing his virgin hole. The Master wheeled the table around so Mark had a good view of the action.

The Master returned to Mark. He was carrying a device with a couple of leather straps dangling from it. He wound one strap around and under Mark's balls and another around his cock, both were padlocked so Mark couldn't remove it. A plastic device sat on top of his cock.

As the Master began to untie Mark, he said,. "I expect you to behave and obey me. If you don't you will be very sorry little slave."

As soon as he finished, he picked up a small box and pressed a button. Pain shot through Mark's balls .. it felt like fire burning him and traveling the length of his cock. He fell to the floor, his hands holding his cock and balls .. screaming in agony.

"OOOHhh god SHIT STOP", he yelled.

"Like that slave? It's a little device used to train dogs. I

modified it a bit so it works a lot better. You just got a jolt set

on one. If you disobey me, I'll set it to two and hold it longer. I

might set it all the way up to five, but that might burn your nuts

off.", the Master grinned.

"Yes sir .. .I'll obey you sir."

"Now, lets check out your brother slave."

He spread Seth's ass cheeks apart. "Hummmm... not much hair in his crack, but I like none."

The Master handed Mark a small tweezers, "I want you to pluck out each hair, one at a time, until he has none in his crack."

"Yes sir."

Mark proceeded to pluck out the hair, making Seth moan in agony and jerk a bit each time. Compared to the beating, this was mild torture, so Mark wasn't too concerned.

When all the hair was removed, Mark motioned to the Master that he had completed his task.

"Very good slave .. now lick his ass .. tongue fuck him. When he's real wet, let me know so I can fuck him."

Reluctantly, Mark started to lick his brother ass, sticking his tongue into his tight virgin hole. Seth started to moan. "oh god .. oh yes .. feels so good." His cock grew rock hard. Soon Mark thought it was time and he motioned for Master Brown, who now had his own rock hard cock. Mark was in awe. The Master's cock dark brown cock, must have been 12 inches long and incredibly thick, with a huge purple head. It had been oozing precum and was glistening.

"Guess we don't need any lube for this slave."

He placed the huge cock head at Seth's rose-white hole, rubbing it around to spread a little of the ooze on his hole. Then he pushed ... pushed hard and the head sunk into Seth.

"OH GOD... OH GOD DAMN .. TAKE IT OUT ... PLEASE TAKE IT OUT."

"The Master just snickered and buried the entire length of his monster inside poor Seth, who was now sobbing and begging for the Master to take his cock out.

"Damn ... you are a tight one. I can feel your hole throb around my shaft. Soon, you'll learn to like it and you will beg me for it.", he said calmly.

After a short pause, the Master began to piston in and out of the hot hole. Seth's screams caused Mark to do something very foolish ... he put his hand between the Master and Seth, as if to stop the anal attack. Immediately, Master Brown punched the control button, sending Mark to the floor in agonizing pain. Unlike the first time, the Master didn't release the button. The pain was unbearable ... Mark was screaming so loud, he thought he might break his vocal cords.

"You'll learn asshole. That was set to number two ... next time it'll be number five and I'll hold it on for 5 minutes. You balls won't work for a month after that."

The pain gone, Mark felt a chill of fear shoot down his spine .. a month! Damn, he was almost going to burn off his nuts.

The Master was got so excited by Seth's tight hole and the joy of punishing Mark, that he cried out, "DAMN ... I'M CUMMING .. I'M FUCKING CUMMING!"

He drove his big black cock as deep as it would go inside Seth as he blasted wave after wave of hot jissm in his guts. When he shot the last, he pulled out. Turning toward Mark, "Get over here and lick my cock clean."

Mark quickly complied. The remaining taste of cum, mixed with Seth's scent, made Mark exceptionally hot and he licked and sucked eagerly.

Finally, Master Brown took hold of Mark's blonde hair and dragged him across the dungeon to the cross. After securing multiple straps, he pulled a control box from the ceiling and punched one of the buttons. The top of the cross slowly leaned back until Mark was almost laying horizontal. Mark was completely immobile .. straps around his arms .. around his legs .. around his chest and hips, even a strap around his forehead.

"Now for the fun ... the fun I paid for."

He stroked Mark's cock until it was fully hard. Pressing another button on the dog-trainer control box, thing started humming and vibrating his cock. It was a tremendous sensation, making Mark feel like he would cum almost any second, but without any other stimulation, he knew he couldn't.

"I forgot to tell you .. my little dog trainer can feel damn good too ... you like it don't you?"

"Yes sir." responded Mark.

The trainer continued to buzz and Mark was almost delirious with passion. Under his breathe he was mumbling, "Please make me cum .. please make me cum."

The Master pulled off the trainer, leaving Mark frustrated and tremendously horny. Next, he wound a thin, soft leather strap under his balls and around the top of his cock. Pulling it very tight and tying a knot, he said, "This is like a cock ring ... it'll keep you hard for a long time."

The Master placed a funnel into Mark's mouth, and slowly poured some liquid into it, forcing Mark to swallow. The taste was pleasant and Mark assumed it was some sort of drug.

Mark couldn't see what he Master did next because he was out of his line of sight and he couldn't turn his head. Then, in front of Mark's face, the Master held a thin plastic tube. He lubed the tube and slipped the end into Mark's cock. Gently, he worked several inches inside.

"Relax, this is just a catheter that I'm sticking into your bladder.", he laughed.

After he worked it al the way in, he commented, "Now I'll expand the bulb inside you to hold it in place."

He attached a small clear hose the end of the catheter and slipped the opposite end into Mark's mouth, securing it was a small piece of tape. Again, he poured more liquid down Mark's throat. Soon, urine from Mark's bladder began to fill the hose and dribble into his mouth.

"There we are .. recycling your own piss.", he giggled as he poured more liquid into Mark's mouth.

Mark's belly was now very full of the liquid and the piss was flow faster out of his bladder and into his mouth. It has a awful taste and Mark was gagging a bit.

"Don't waste any of your yellow piss boy .. swallow every drop.", the Master commanded.

Mark swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. He was getting sick and his stomach was churning.

CHAPTER 16 - Conclusion

After several hours, the Master returned. He removed all the apparatus from Mark. As soon as the catheter was pulled out, he began to pee uncontrollably. The Master just watched and smiled.

"C'mon .. time for you to go back.", ordered the Master.

As the Master led him out of the dungeon, Mark noticed that Seth was still strapped to the bondage table. Mark knew better than to ask, but he was very worried about leaving Seth behind. Outside, the cool morning air hit Mark. He decided to take a chance while they waited for Master Raven's van.

"Sir, .. ah ... Thank you SIR.", he said softly.

"Well .. well .. I should beat you for that, but I'm glad you had a good time."

"Yes SIR ... I hope Seth has a good time too.", he continued to take chances by speaking.

"He will .. eventually. He needs a lot of intense training ... he'd better learn quickly."

Mark didn't have any way to stop the Master from abusing Seth .. poor Seth. Just then the van pulled up and Mark scrambled into the back, as always. Then, he crawled to the front of the van, so the Master could lock the cock cage around him balls and dick. He pulled on his clothes during the ride, worrying about Seth. Even though his parents had long ago stopped trying to control him, they still were close to Seth. What the hell would he tell them?

Soon, the van pulled to a stop and the Master ordered him out. Mark watched the van pull away before turning and slowly walking the short distance to his home. He tried to find some story to tell his parents, but nothing sounded believable, so he thought the best course would be to play dumb.

The following day, his parents started quizzing him about Seth. Mark maintained his act and told then he hadn't seen him since the beginning of the weekend.

Three days passed before Seth showed up. He crept into Mark's darkened room around 3am. waking him.

"Can we talk?", he asked, gently shaking Mark.

"Damn ... I'm glad to see you. I thought the crazy bastard might kill you."

"He almost did. My back side is sore and blistered from the whippings. My ass aches from his cock and huge dildos. He put me in a little dog cage every night with a long and fat dildo shoved in me. I've got burns on my chest and all over my balls and cock from the hot wax he dripped all over me. GOD, I'm a mess .. everything hurts.", he explained. "What did you tell mon and dad?"

"Nothing ... I couldn't think of anything that they would believe, so I told them I didn't know what happened to you. Sorry, I tried to think of something that would make it easy on you."

"That's ok .. I'll just tell them I was out with Kathy .. the girl I've been dating. They won't like it, but they'll not get too mad .. I hope. "

After a pause, Seth continued, "Can I sleep here with you tonight. I need you to hold me ... tight ... please."

"Sure, get your clothes off and crawl in."

When they were laying in each other's arms, Seth whispered to Mark, "I know why your like this shit, now. I hated it when it was happening, but I didn't want it to stop either. Guess it runs in the family, huh?"

"I guess .. now go to sleep."

In the morning, Seth explained to his parents. Amazingly, they didn't get mad or even give Seth a hard time. Just told him not to do it again without telling them.

Over the next few day, Mark and Seth talked a lot about bondage, torture, Master and slaves. Mark wanted to make sure that if Seth did anything again, that he would be very careful and not make the same mistakes that he had made.

More days passed, that turned into a couple of weeks without a word from Master Raven. Mark was so damn horny, he had several wet dreams .. the first he'd ever had. He wondered why the Master didn't call him. Why he hadn't sold him again. He decided that if he didn't hear from him in 5 days, he would take the cock cage off and take his chances.

Then one Friday evening, the phone and Mark answered.

"Be at the place at 9pm tomorrow night ... understand?", demanded the Master.

"Sir ... ah Sir, I know I am forbidden to speak, but I would like permission to tell you something.", replied Mark. He hoped the Master would think he was sick or contracted some disease so that he would give permission. And, he was right.

"What's wrong, slave ... you're sick?"

Without answering the direct question, Mark continued, "Sir, I want to be a prisoner of a Master ... any cruel and sadistic Master. Please Sir, can you make me a permanent prisoner?"

"Be there at nine, tomorrow night", was the only answer.

THE END

EPILOGUE

Well, I know this is a abrupt end to the story, but that's all I know about Mark. He stopped phoning over a year ago and his email address has be shut down. I had expected to hear more about the results of his request to his Master, but I guess he must have his wish .. a prisoner somewhere, being tortured and abuse or perhaps he's dead! I had worried and cautioned him that his life was very dangerous, but he told me that the danger was part of his life .. if he was killed, then so be it. I miss his calls and regret that I could not be his warden.

Mark .. if you read this, drop me an email. I would love to hear from you again.