THE LOST HIKER PART TEN.
AUTHORITARIAN mm, bondage, mild S & M, non consensual.
This is a novel of gay sex, some of the sex depicted will be consensual, some will not. If, where you live, you are underage to read this kind of material, or this material will be unlawful for you to read regardless of your age, I'm sorry but please leave now. If you are offended by gay sex, just go away. If this story is the kind of thing that pleases you and/or gets your juices flowing, then I hope you enjoy it.
The door opened, in walked Pablo still wearing nothing more than tight white boxers, which showed off his sturdy dancers thighs to perfection, and highlighted his bulging packet beautifully. With him was a middle-aged guy in a pair of jeans and T-shirt. "This is Juan, he will shave you, he is very good at it, but will have to move you into positions as he is dumb. When he is finished he will bring you to the barn for the Ceremony. And you," Pablo said, turning to Timmo "did you clean the Boy out properly?" "Yes Master" "We'll see!" said Pablo. "Boy come here." Pablo ordered, walking to the shower rod. Paul got up and went over to him. "Bend and grab the rail." Paul did so and felt the rod gently enter his boyhole. Pablo turned the water on long enough for about a pint to enter him. "Keep it in" he said easing the rod out. "You" he ordered Timmo "empty him out!" Timmo rose and came to kneel behind Paul, placing his mouth firmly over his pucker he tapped against the hole with his pointed tongue. Catching on Paul started to release the water, trying to control the flow so that he didn't flood Timmo's mouth, he almost succeeded as only a little trickled down Timmo's face. "As Boy is a slave you will not be punished for letting some escape." "Thank you Master" Timmo said his head downcast. "Now get the butt plug." Pablo bent and examined Paul's hole. "Totally hairless" he marvelled, running his fingers lovingly up and down the crack. Timmo knelt by him butt plug in hand. "Clean it!" He put the plug into his mouth, running his tongue all over it. "Good, now wet his boyhole, then insert the plug." Timmo did as told and Paul felt the familiar object being pushed gently home, his cock stirred a little. "I really am beginning to like this" thought Paul.
Signing to Juan to start shaving Paul, Pablo turned and looked down at Timmo "Go to the barn and join your Master, he will prepare you for the rest of your punishment, tell him I said that I was very hard with your beating, he'll know what to do." "Thank you Master for punishing me for my disobedience." Timmo said as he rose and went out the door. Juan was well into the task, he had ignored Paul's genitals, done the rest of his body and was now starting on his face and head. Pablo left the room, returning with a large glass of the now familiar liquid. Juan knelt and gently shaved Paul's genitals as Pablo looked on with growing lust, Paul could see his bulging packet stirring. As Juan finished Pablo handed Paul the drink. "While you are drinking this Juan will put some cream on your buttocks, it will finish off the healing process. When you are ready he will blindfold you and bring you to the Ceremony, do not be afraid, as long as you are obedient you will come to no lasting harm, and eventually you will enjoy all that is done to your body. O.K.?" "Yes M master" Paul replied, a slight quiver in his voice. Pablo left and Paul began the drink, it tasted delicious, he could feel Juan gently massaging a really soothing cream into his buttocks, his cock twitched. Trying to ignore it he mused "Pablo isn't Timmo's Master, so does that mean he is The Master? Either that or it's Carlos?" He finished the drink, feeling Juan's hands on his shoulders he sank to his knees and a blindfold was put around his eyes. Juan helped him to his feet and guided him out of the room, his cock and balls had shrunk again, his pulse quickened and slight shivers ran through his body. "Fear of the unknown!" he thought as he was led into the barn. The room had a strong, musky odour, the only noise he heard was a soft sobbing then the sound of a gentle slap, followed by a choked "E e eight."
Juan led him over to the bench, Paul felt strong hands lift him and position him, pliant leather cuffs were placed around his wrists, ankles, upper thighs, waist and neck. He guessed they would be the same as Timmo's with steel rings attached. He sensed chains being attached to them, then heard them rattle as his legs were raised, pulled apart and slightly back towards his head. He could feel the edge of the bench sharp across his coccyx, and was relieved when a pillow was placed under him. Paul imagined how he looked, legs spread wide, the most intimate part of his body on full view to everyone in the room. "Your arms will be left free for the moment" Paul recognised Pablo's voice as it continued, "however if you do anything stupid with them they will be fastened as before. Before we start we will remove the blindfold for you to see your tormentors." Paul blinked a couple of times as his eyes adjusted to the light. Someone lifted his head, he looked up at a now naked Pablo, those magnificent balls almost on his forehead, his beautiful coffee coloured 71/2 inch cock fully hard pointing skyward. Still holding his head Pablo tilted it forward. Across the room he saw Timmo suspend upside down legs pulled apart his now purple and red arse facing him, his hands resting on a low bench. Carlos, who was stood the other side of Timmo brought a leather strap gently down on one buttock, "N N N NINE" howled Timmo, sobbing even louder. "T T TEN" he yelled as the strap stroked his other buttock. "T t t thank you M m master for p p punishing m m me!" he managed to stammer before bursting into tears. Carlos walked round him, he too was naked and his rigid eight inch cock was clearly dripping precum. "So that makes Pablo The Master." Thought Paul. Carlos went to the wall and adjusting the chains slowly spun Timmo around until he was facing Paul. He could see the tears streaming from his eyes and, amazingly, his stiff little prick had shot spunk all down his body where it now lay glistening.
End of part Ten. If you have enjoyed it and have any comments please let me know, INSILVA92@aol.com My email will be closed 11th September till the 19th.