MARK'S WORST NIGHTMARE
Part 3
Hugh looked at a very sad boy when Mark was brought in to him the next morning. Although Mark wouldn't look at him Hugh could see the puffy eyes and knew he had been crying a lot.
"50, you obviously pleased 48 yesterday, now I'm going to stretch out on the bed and you are to straddle me and give me a blowjob as well. Support yourself on one elbow and use the other hand to play with my balls. 48, you climb up behind me and use your hands to spread 50's cheeks so that I can play with his anus."
Hugh could hear Mark sniffling as he worked, but the blowjob was very exciting.
`Oh God, I wish we could have been doing this for years' was Hugh's thought. He continued to gently fuck Mark with one finger as he used his other hand to steer Mark's flaccid penis to his mouth. He sucked on the wonderful appendage and played with the balls, he ran that hand across the perineum and back, cupping the balls again and rolling them in his hand. Mark couldn't help it, he came to full erection and much quicker than he could ever remember he shot jet after jet of cum down Hugh's throat. Then he started to shake. He thought Hugh would punish him for cumming in his mouth.
"Get on your knees on the floor 50."
Mark did and watched Hugh's movements without looking at him directly. Hugh swivelled round, dropped his legs over the side and propped himself up on his elbows.
"Now, blow me to orgasm 50, and make sure it's as good as the one I gave you."
Of course it wasn't really, but Hugh was thrilled beyond belief to have Mark sucking him. He was surprised when Mark swallowed all his jism without being told. Hugh patted his head and after he had calmed down lifted him up and kissed him on the lips.
"Thank you Mark, that was a wonderful blowjob."
He had said it so softly that Mark wasn't even sure he had heard correctly. He looked at 48 but there was no reaction there.
"Both of you can join the remainder of you class in the main training room."
Hugh followed them out and talked to Jeff who was another trainer.
"Give 48 and 50 plenty of sucking practice Jeff, but don't let 50 swallow any more cum today. Also make sure 50 gets sucked a lot. I have special plans for him and I need him to be the best cocksucker in the class."
Hugh went to his office but kept the CCTV tuned to the main training room. He looked at the schedule and noted that fucking practice would start at 2 o clock. He intended to take four of the new boys and put them through a session of sucking first and then use them to gang up on Mark, opening him up for a fuck before letting the boys open him even more and double fuck him, eventually.
Hugh had his camera again and had so much fun choreographing the suck session. He allowed a rotation of action so that all of them had a go at sucking each other. The best one though was Mark sucking 48 but keeping himself erect as well. The photo became Hugh's favourite one of Mark in training, that wonderful appendage sticking out in front of him while Mark's mouth was wrapped round 48's cock. Hugh also noticed the body of 47. He was slim but beautifully formed, the cock wasn't great but Hugh thought making love to him rather than just raping him would be exciting. He wanted to stroke the body when it was stretched. Hell, he could do that now.
"Stand up 47, display."
The other three watched as Hugh caressed 47 all over his torso and lower body. He played with the cock and balls watching the reaction to his actions.
"Do you like what I'm doing to you 47?"
"Oh, yes Sir, yes."
Hugh grinned as he went round behind 47 and slicked up a couple of fingers before finger fucking him. He eased the first one in gently.
"Relax 47, I want you to enjoy this."
The boy did relax and Hugh was able to slide another one in before starting a serious finger fucking. He used his other hand to play with 47's cock and balls. When he felt the boy was just about ready to blow a load he spoke again.
"50, get down in front of 47, suck him to orgasm but keep it all in your mouth, I want to see how much I have made him cum."
Mark did as he was told, of course, he was quickly falling into slave mode. He didn't want to be paddled or worse anymore. 47 nearly fell over as he shot jet after jet into Mark's mouth. Hugh noticed that the other two were nearly ready to cum as well. Feeling totally wicked he told them.
"46 and 49, jack yourselves off, but make sure you come in 50's mouth."
Hugh watched as they did just that. He could see the terrible look on Mark's face as he took two more loads of cum.
"Alright 50, swallow it."
Mark couldn't, it was just too disgusting and shaming to eat multiple lots of cum. He spat it out and then curled up on the floor sobbing his heart out. Eventually he started to convulse and Hugh had to scream for the other trainers who were all first aid qualified. Then he ran to his office. He couldn't bear to watch. Jeff came to see him about half an hour later to tell him.
"He's ok Boss, we gave him some water and calmed him down. He's recovering in Training room 1. The other three are joining the rest in the main training room."
"Thanks Jeff, as soon as he is fully recovered make him clean up the mess he made and then strap him to the punishment bench. I am thinking 50 with the paddle or maybe half that with the cane. Let me know when he is ready."
"Be careful Boss, you don't want to scar him. You could do if the caner gets too enthusiastic, unless of course you are only going to use him in house and then it won't matter. If he is proving difficult you could castrate him that will calm him down."
Hugh thought about this a lot. Watching someone lose their balls would be an incredibly erotic sight. Wouldn't it look weird as well, fucking a boy with no balls. Because it was Mark, Hugh decided instead to continue with his plans to break him to slavery totally. Once broken, he could use Mark for sex whenever he wanted to but also farm him out to guests so that he would earn good money as well. If dad decided to castrate and stub him he would try making love to him to see what it looked like and then he could always discard him and when the guests got tired of him sell him onto a labour camp or keep him behind the scenes. How could he be thinking like this when he had loved Mark all his life, just about? When Jeff called him he walked into the main room, saw Mark strapped down with his ass in the air, legs well spread. He walked up to him and started to finger his ass, with all the staff and slaves watching.
"I'm not sure it is worth spending the time getting this one to do things as ordered. Jay, will you call the slave vet. I have another plan to sort this one out. Jeff, unleash him and take him through to the medical room. Fully secure him on his back on the operating table, spread for genital operation."
No one picked up on that immediately because mutilation was not allowed on short term slaves normally, Mark being an exception was odd. When he was secured, Mark realised that he couldn't move the bottom of his body an inch. There were wide straps across his torso. The lowest one finished just above his pubic hair. The thighs were strapped in two places as well and of course his ankles. Mark's arms were back in restraint at the neck and a neck restraint stopped any movement there as well.
Hugh took hold of Mark's scrotum, pulled the balls down to the bottom and tied them off with a cord so that all the slack skin was between the balls and Mark's body. He stroked his cock and said to Jay, "I think we'll keep this for now."
The penny dropped then with most of the others and they gasped. When the vet arrived Hugh addressed him.
"I've tied off the slave's balls Doc. Just castrate him for me will you. We'll put a bit in his mouth to stop him biting through his tongue, but I don't think we'll bother with any anaesthetic."
Mark realised what was going to happen. He started screaming and begging.
"Please Hugh, don't take my balls, I'll never disobey you again, I'll do anything and everything you ask forever, but please don't take my balls."
The pleading and screaming declined into great heart rending sobs as the doctor approached the table with the scalpel and a tool to cauterise the wound.
"This tool will leave an ugly scar Hugh, it would be much better to do this in a proper operating theatre so that we can seal it properly."
"Mmm, I see your point, perhaps we should stub him at the same time then. No cock or balls would be an interesting sight."
That was too much for Mark, his brain overloaded him into unconsciousness. The doctor checked him.
"He'll be ok Hugh, just shock. Do you want me to do it while he is out?"
"No, I don't want you to do it at all. This was just to break him in one go. Release him now Jeff, put him in an isolation cell until I decide on the next step."
The trainers couldn't fathom their boss, he was never vicious with the slaves, yet here he was with a guy he had once loved destroying him. Jay decided to tell him.
"Boss I've never known you break a slave psychologically, but I think you will have achieved that with 50. I doubt he will ever be much use as a pussy boy now. He knows you can mutilate him so I think he will be the most subservient creature you've ever seen. He'll be afraid of his own shadow in case it does something to get him punished."
Hugh thought that was what he wanted. It would take him a long time to realise that the boy he loved was the one who had been shy and private about his body. Not a slave who would flaunt it and do anything else that Hugh wanted, but that was a little way in the future.
"Yeah, yeah, good. When he recovers consciousness, release him to training room 1 with plenty of water and let him chill out for a couple of hours. I'll keep the CCTV on him while I work."
The boy that came on screen a little while later looked hunted and seemed to have shrivelled up. He was still crying, but Hugh noted that he did drink plenty of water. Hugh left him then until lunch time when he instructed Jay to let him have lunch before returning him to TR1.
Hugh was feeling rather queasy. Didn't know why but missed lunch. When he saw Mark back in TR1 he went to talk to him. He was quite shocked at Mark's actions. He threw himself on the floor in front of Hugh, burst into tears, kissed his feet and blubbered out.
"Thank you Sir for sparing my genitals, I swear I'll be a good slave forever."
Hugh felt elated, God this had been so easy.
"Good, stand up, turn round, spread your legs as wide as you can, bend over and use your hands to spread your ass cheeks wide."
Almost too fast to see, Mark did as he was told. Hugh took a tube of lube and spread some on all his fingers. He slid the middle one into Mark's ass, finger fucked him with it and asked Mark.
"Do you like that 50?"
"Oh yes Sir, if it pleases you."
Hugh sniggered and slowly increased the fingers until he had all five digits on one hand fucking Mark's cute ass.
"Do you like that as well 50?"
Same reply, so Hugh undressed, lubricated his cock and slowly introduced it to Mark's bottom. The second he was over the sphincter he heard Mark's cry of anguish and the sobs that followed, but he didn't move. Hugh slowly fucked him until he bottomed out, rubbing his balls against Mark's ass. Then he pulled out.
"On the bed 50, on your back, legs spread wide and pulled back as far as you can."
Hugh climbed on and positioned to re-enter him. He was disappointed Mark was flaccid. He fucked him slowly but there was no increase in length. His eyes were closed so Hugh told him to open them. The look was of complete terror.
"If you can't make that thing hard, I might as well go ahead and cut it off. Play with it and be erect before I cum or you are in trouble."
Hugh came ok, it was probably the best orgasm he ever had. He had just done what he had wanted to do for years, but there was no afterglow, it was just a fuck and he had wanted and expected something special. The failure made him angry with Mark.
"Very well, if my cock can't get you hard, let's see what two can do."
Hugh sent for the boys from the earlier session and told 46 to lie on the bed.
"Get him an erection 50, and then fuck yourself on his cock. You won't need any extra lubrication, your spit and my cum already inside you will be enough."
It looked very erotic from behind, and Hugh went to the next level. He played with 48 who quickly got an erection.
"Lubricate yourself 48 and then push 50 forwards so that you can fuck him as well. Let's see if your cock alongside 46 can stimulate 50 to get an erection."
It didn't, but the photograph that Hugh took was fantastic.
"Sit up a little 48 and bring 50 with you. 47, go round the front and let 50 suck you. All of you are to orgasm inside 50 before you pull out, and then you can return to your training class."
Hugh had never been so hard, this was so incredibly erotic, He wondered if he should choreograph something like this for paying customers, he was sure his father would go for it. 48 came first and pulled out. His parting words tickled Hugh.
"Thank you Sir, I'll happily do that for you anytime."
47 was next and he quietly left. With movement restored to him 46 punched into Mark hard until he also came. He pushed Mark off, looked at Hugh, smiled and left.
"Doggy fashion 50, I might as well add another load."
Hugh slow fucked Mark to another orgasm. It was good, but he knew it should have been better. He was so angry that he was, at last, getting what he wanted from his best friend, but it was so second rate. He screamed for Jay.
"Get this worthless piece of shit out of my sight. Give him twenty with the paddle and then throw him in his cell. I don't want him with the other slaves he'll contaminate them."
Nothing more was said. Hugh returned to the hotel after telling Jay to continue his training schedule. He buried himself in work at the hotel, ensuring loads of happy guests, helping slaves perform better. Most of these boys were quite happy, once they had been broken to sex. They were well fed, slave chow notwithstanding. Fresh fruit was handed out when it was in season to vary the diet and they had good shower facilities. Personal hygiene kept them and the guests happy. They were clothed in public and virtually never embarrassed or humiliated. Several days elapsed before he returned to the salve training facility.
"What do you want done with 50, Boss? I don't think he'll ever be any use again, you've broken him so he'll be useless for anything other than the behind the scenes work. I'd keep him permanently on toilet and cesspit work, he will undermine moral if he is with others."
Hugh cringed, what had he done, he had forgotten Mark effectively for days.
"Let's go and see, Jay." "No, let me bring him to you. We haven't let him out of his cell since you went back to the hotel, he's been fed but we haven't removed him for toilet or washing. He'll be wallowing in his own excrement and urine."
Hugh was shocked and decided to go by himself so that any other member of staff would not see his reaction. What he saw when he opened the door to Mark's cell made him vomit. The cell was too small for Mark to move around so he had emptied his bladder and his bowels where he lay. Hugh got rid of everything in his stomach and the ferocity of the action brought him to his knees. Mark was curled up in the foetal position, lying in his own excrement and urine. He looked at Hugh with eyes that were deep sunk and filled with terror.
Hugh could hardly speak.
"Oh no, what have I done to my baby?"
The shock was too much. Hugh burst into tears, crawled over the shit and piss to take Mark in his arms.
"Oh Baby, what have I done to you, what have I done. I love you so much, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
Mark looked at Hugh and wondered what new devilment his ex best friend was planning. He couldn't believe that this man who he had loved like a brother had visited such horrors on him and was now lying in shit crying his eyes out. It was all too much for him and once again he overloaded into unconsciousness.