Beck turned right onto the dirt road. There were only two more houses before he could turn back to the PostalCenter, park and then go home.
He didn't have any mail for the house up the road, a shack really. It had appeared about two years ago. There was occasional mail but not much.
The house on his left looked dark. Strange, he thought, since it usually was noisy with music, people in the pool behind the cinderblock wall and obviously occupied. That day the windows were dark. There were no sounds at all. He peeked over the wall and saw the lap pool was covered by plywood.
True it was the beginning of the fall weather, but the houses windows didn't have curtains, obviously empty.
He looked at the stack of mail with the address. There hadn't been any forward of address notification at the center. Beck opened the metal mail box, deciding to deliver the mail as he was supposed to. Maybe someone would pick it up and send to the apparently long gone resident.
A few folded yellow papers were there as if to be mailed. But there was no envelope and no stamp, so Beck couldn't legally take it back. He looked at the paper and on the side was written "To Whoever Gets This"
He unfolded the papers and read.
"To Whoever finds this, please read.
My name is Danny. I am 20. I am writing this because I just want someone, anyone to know I'm ok.
I was in high school, already 18 and going to graduate. I had been living with one of my Mother's Uncles since I was 12. I guess he is a great Uncle. Anyway, he took me in and left me alone mostly. I did school and had friends. I kind of waited for my Mother and Father to show up but they never did since that morning I awoke to find them gone from our old house.
I was naked when my life began to change, strange since I'm naked now too. Anyway, I was kneeling on my bed, grasping the metal foot supports and letting Garth fuck me hard. It wasn't the first time, but that time, my old Uncle saw me.
He just stood watching in the half open doorway. I looked at him and he didn't seem to have any reaction. Garth didn't see him or else he probably would have stopped. Instead he kept fucking me harder and harder, perhaps trying to push me over as he had done before.
I tightened my grip on the metal pipe and pushed my butt back so his cock would do whatever it wanted.
I walked with him out the door past my Uncle who was in the living room. Garth left and as I turned my Uncle said "get out".
I didn't know what to say.
"Go join the Army or something, just pack up and get out by morning" He didn't bother looking at me.
I had known I was gay since I was 14 or so...or I suspected it. Occasional encounters confirmed it. An older man I met at the city pool, another kid from school, the clerk at the bowling alley...and well a few others. Garth went to my school. Somehow we knew about each other. He became an occasional trick until that day.
I got on the computer and found some guys I had been chatting with. One called himself DOMMAN346 and read my note. He seemed to care a bit more then others and invited me to his place saying there was a weekend party the next day and I could meet many others who might help me out.
I stuffed my backpack with a few things and waited until I thought the Uncle had gone to bed. I crept down the stairs and toward the door. He was still sitting in the chair and reading a book. He didn't look up even when I muttered "thank you". I had to say that, he had saved me from becoming a foster kid long ago after all.
The bus ride took all night depositing me at a small town. I asked about the address and got someone to give me a ride in his truck. He was an older man, reminded me of my Uncle. We were half way there when he stopped the truck. I sucked his cock until it splattered all over my face and tongue. And then he took me the rest of the way. I'm not sure how he knew I would do it. But I needed the ride. Maybe that's why.
When I got to the dirt road, he told me to walk the distance and I got out and walked not knowing how far it was. But I heard music and saw a house on the left of the road soon. Guys were everywhere. It was an obvious party. And the small pool was crowded with them too.
As I got closer I saw one or two guys were buck ass naked. I got nervous but continued anyway. I realized I didn't know his real name when I asked one of the partying guys where he was.
DOMMAN? I asked and the guy looked at me as if I were nuts. I added I was looking for the guy who invited me to the party. He smiled and put his hand on my shoulder, telling me I must be the snack he asked for.
"You Danny?" the deep voice interrupted. He was tall, dark hair, shirtless with curly hair, a gold ring hanging from his left nipple and wore leather pants.
He was DOMMAN, somehow I knew immediately. We shook hands and he took my backpack and began lifting my shirt saying it was a pool party. I let him strip me to my jeans. He hugged me and I got aroused feeling my newly bared skin against his.
A beer was handed to me and I drank it happy for the quenching and happier to feel it in my stomach, calming me a bit.
The party wasn't unusual except there were only men and boys there. So I guess it was unusual from the high school parties I had been to.
Men, mostly older ones, introduced themselves and flirted openly. I didn't remember who any of them were of course, but I smiled and thanked them for their compliments and occasional grabbing my butt or crotch.
I watched the guys in the pool realizing they were all naked. They kept urging me to join them but I hesitated.
"You should join them" DOMMAN was behind me. His voice didn't feel like a suggestion but an instruction. His hands were on my hips and fingers inside my waistband.
"My name's Carlson by the way" he said as his fingers unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped my fly.
"I'm uh Danny" I stammered letting him peel my jeans down exposing my aroused penis and shrinking ball sac.
The guys in the pool cheered and laughed. I felt Carlson lift me up and toss me into the midst of the naked men in the pool. I don't think I hit any of them as I landed. I didn't know that was the last time I would wear any clothing.
The party continued all day and night. I got drunk, threw up, sucked cock, drank some more, threw up and found myself in a pile of naked bodies being fucked in both ends at the same time, then suddenly woke up to find myself alone in the dark and in a cage."
Beck checked his watch. He wasn't due back at the center for an hour. He had time. Originally he was going to stuff the yellow pages back in the mail box. But the last sentence urged him to read on.
"My head hurt and I felt like something was in my butt. But since I remembered being fucked, I figured that was the phantom feeling I had experienced before.
I was still naked and sitting on a padded surface. My arms were sticking through the bars of the cage and handcuffed so I couldn't pull them back in. I wasn't sure what happened to me or how I got put in this cage like an animal.
I remembered talking to the man who called himself DOMMAN and telling him my story, though I had told him in the chat room before. He seemed interested that I didn't have any family, totally on my own.
I listened carefully but there weren't any sounds of the party, so I guessed it was over. And I had been kidnapped. I had read stories of kids being captured. I had made a mistake I knew then.
As my head cleared, I realized I had a blindfold on as well. There was an eerie blue light seeping through the edges. Suddenly I heard footsteps.
"Get on your knees" the voice was deep, but I wasn't sure it was DOMMAN. I felt a hand feeling my butt then yanking something out of it. It hurt as it was taken out. I heard someone laugh.
And hands pulled my hips back against the cold bars of the cage. My arms stretched out too, against the bars in front of me.
A cock jammed into me and fucked me. It didn't hurt, I guess the thing in my butt had stretched my hole or however guys that had fucked me on that bed of bodies, had. I wasn't sure.
I heard voices and felt moister on my body. Eventually I realized someone was either jacking off on me or pissing on me. The odors were mixed so maybe it was both.
"Enough, let him recover or he won't be of any use to me" it was DOMMAN's voice.
The voices laughed and I heard footsteps as if they were going upstairs. "Relax and get some sleep, we'll talk later today" the voice said.
I felt my wrists being released and I could lie down in the cage. The blue light went off just as I took the blindfold off. But I saw enough of the room to know more. It was a basement, black walls, chains hanging, several cages all empty but mine. A large table and a big wooden X..Then I lost visibility.
I knew I was in trouble but I slept. Maybe it was the booze, the drugs or I was just exhausted.
DOMMAN stood for Dominant Man, I learned. He had let me suck him in front of everyone at the party then fucked me. That's what he said when I awoke, finding him nearby.
That was when I found out what my future would be.
You enjoyed the party ... allot ... And everyone enjoyed you too. He was hanging things on the wall. As he talked, my eyes got to examine the room more. Another guy was across the room behind bars. It was like a jail cell. He was naked too. But he just sat there without looking around or talking.
I'm Carlson, DOMMAN you chatted with, he continued. And I think you are now my property. He turned and stared without a smile.
Of course you have the choice. But I take good care of my property. He walked across and unlocked the jail cell. The guy inside, also a young guy stepped out and began to dress.
Some come over and have fun and leave. He gestured to the now shirtless jean wearing guy who was putting on boots. Carlson bent over and took the guys face in his hands and kissed him.
But I have wanted someone fulltime. I want a kid who loves sex, will do what he's told, work around the house and yard, and be available for my ways of having fun. He had walked to a wall and taken a leather paddle from it..hitting his hand hard.
You get food, a place to stay, a purpose and someone who OWNS you totally. He came to my cage and opened it, taking the discarded blindfold. He put it in a drawer leaving the cage door open.
And if you stay that's where you belong. Its night, everyone has left. He looked toward the kid going upstairs.
So I'm going to sleep. You can stay or leave'. He followed the kid upstairs leaving the light on.
I walked around the room. I saw whips, dildos, rope, leather strands, paddles, metal collars and other things. My cock responded as it had when I read about such stuff on the Internet.
I lay on the table and played with the hanging restraints there, realizing someone perhaps that kid had been fastened there and used by DOMMAN and others.
`I take good care of my property' rang in my ear. My Uncle didn't want me. I didn't want to go into the Army. And it was true I loved sex.
Carlson was hot. And I kind of remembered seeing him sitting around his friends. I had just had sex with a stranger at the party. He looked at me as I approached him to thank him for inviting me.
He nodded `show me how much' spreading his legs.
I saw others watching us, some laughing others talking. I knelt in front between his legs and fumbled the laces on his leather pants. I took his man size cock out and sucked it, hearing those watching react.
I had done stuff at the party that I guess was over the top. I wondered what Garth would say seeing me become a slut like that. But that life was over. I had begun a new one now, I knew.
I went to the cage and got back inside closing the gate which snapped and locked. I had made a decision.
When I awoke I felt that a gag had been put on my mouth.
Two naked guys older then me but young were busy in the room doing something. Then they took me out of the cage and tied me to some chains. The moved all over my body, shaving it until my skin hairless.
Carlson appeared and ran his hands over my body instructing them where they needed to do more. After they let me down, he ran an electric shaver over my head.
now he looks like a slave' the man said not talking to me directly. take your pay' he said.
That's when I learned that anything anyone did to or for me, was due payment. And in that case, my mouth and ass were what they wanted. I thanked them the way they wanted.
Since then I have never worn clothing. DOMMAN I could only call SIR when allowed to talk. Often he would put a gag on me to make sure I didn't talk. I did chores around the house, I helped build a cinder block wall around the place too because he got neighbors.
When a Doctor friend of his examined me, took blood, Carlson watched. And when done, I swallowed the Doctor's cock and cum.
Sometimes DOMMAN would take me into his bed for sex or sometimes just to hold me like a human teddybear. I liked those times.
I was always for display too. When my body hair grew out, it was removed to entertain them. Sometimes I was tied and waxed screaming into a gag. Other times I was shaven by anyone and thanked them properly afterwards.
I was spanked and whipped. I was used to satisfy friends, delivery men and boys, houseguests and other boys.
I lost time until Christmas when I was tied and my nipples pierced. Gold rings like the one Carlson wears were inserted and a chain connected to both. I still have it. DOMMAN uses it to pull me around. I think he was delighted to see nipple play always aroused me, not the chain does that when yanked.
I have helped DOMMAN when he tortured others in the basement playroom. But mostly I am used for DOMMAN's pleasures and on display for others.
Another Christmas I entertained all by taking a dog into my ass. That hurt like hell..but DOMMAN said I did a good job.
I've been here three years. The only reason I know that is three Christmases have passed.
I am healthy, my muscles built up because my Master makes me swim laps and lift weights daily. The guy who helps me work out always gets a blowjob or my ass as payment. I saw him suck off DOMMAN too and take a whipping by him another time.
Sometimes DOMMAN has me bathe him which I gladly do, able to touch him all over, kiss him, suck him, and cleanse him like a body slave.
So by now I am used to being a houseboy, waiter, yard worker, body slave, whore and sex slave. It feels right.
DOMMAN who started demanding that I call him MASTER a year ago advised me we were moving. I don't know where we're going but he said it was somewhere warm and so far away that we'd have to find new friends.
Boys have been coming over allot, getting tortured, shaven, fucked and paddled lately. Some have taken things from the basement that Master gave them. I helped some of them pack boxes upstairs.
We covered the pool this morning after my final swim. `from now on you'll swim in the ocean' Master told me.
I am writing this just in case anyone wants to know how I am. Maybe Garth will look for me, maybe even my Uncle. I want them or anyone to know what I've become and that I am happy, healthy and always horny as well.
Master tells me he'll give me something to drink that will help me sleep and when I wake up I'll be at our new place. It's in a cup nearby. So when I finish this, I'll drink it.
Maybe it's in some foreign tropical place where my naked body will tan, and I can suck and fuck many new men and boys while my Master watches. I like showing off for him. He's done so much for me and to me."
Beck looked on the back of the last page to see if there was more. There wasn't. He wondered if he should leave the note or take it with him. If someone was collecting the mail they would find it.
Would the man getting the mail be pissed off at whoever wrote this? Maybe Beck could save the kid whatever punishment the man would give him. Then again, maybe he wanted it.
Beck looked around to see if anybody was watching him as he adjusted his crotch. It was sexy. He wished he had befriended the man when he lived there. His own sexuality would be interested in becoming friendly with the guy or the boy who wrote these pages.
He saw a shirtless boy walking towards him from the other house.
"You looking for Carlson Masterson?" he asked.
"Just dropping off mail. But I see he moved." Beck said.
"Yea over night, big truck came, carried out boxes and a cage" the kid giggled "shame great parties all the time"
"Did you go to them?" Beck eyed the boys lean chest and stomach. His jeans were tight cutoffs and displayed his young body nicely.
"Yea that's where I found out about stuff. You know how it is. Want me to show you around? Or maybe you been at one of em, I don't remember you though." the kid opened the gate.
"No never went. Wish I had now" Beck said eyeing the boy's cloth covered round buttocks.
Beck texted the center he'd be late and put the yellow pages back into the mail box.
"Hell with him gone, I'm on my own now. Been living up there, but not sure what I'm gonna do now" The boy looked back at Beck "comin?"
Beck thought "not yet" and laughed at his own joke. He followed the boy wondering if this would redefine his future as it had for Danny.
Danny meanwhile awoke in his cage. It was in the center of a room where several men and boys were unpacking the boxes. Carlson wasn't anywhere to be seen. But Danny saw that the figures around him were a mixture of some Asian-like peoples and some looked Caucasian...especially the younger ones.
Most of the men were shirtless and most of the boys were either naked or wore some cloth wrapped around their waists.
"Glad to see you awake" Carlson appeared near the cage "When they're through, you'll have to thank them for me" He chuckled "and I mean all of them."
Danny's cock already hard throbbed "Yes Master" he replied as he had learned over the past three years.