Motorhome Slaveboy 03 (c) 2003by hgo469@yahoo.com
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This story is a work of fiction; no resemblance to anyone living or dead is intended. Since this is fiction the characters engage in unprotected sex - I hope that anyone reading this story will not take that to mean that they should do the same.
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Motorhome Slaveboy
Chapter 3
I woke in the morning feeling a bit strange - it took a moment for me to remember where I was. The one thing I was sure of was that David was still curled up next to me, his ass pressed against my crotch and my morning hard-on pressing against that wonderful asshole that I had used again the night before.
David awoke and pressed himself against my groin, at the same time causing his sphincter to clench and release, trying to suck my erection back into him.
"You keep that up and you will find yourself getting a piss enema this morning," I said as I rubbed his chest with my hand.
"No one has ever done that to me before, it sounds hot," he replied.
I was coming to the conclusion that what I had here was a sex machine and I was beginning to wonder if I was going to be able to keep him satisfied. Well, if I died trying it would be a lovely way to go.
I reached over to the nightstand and picked up the tube of KY - applying a bit of it to both my erection and his asshole - then I pressed forward and in a single, quick stroke buried my cock in the boy's rectum as deep as I could go. David seemed to have fingers in his asshole as his anal muscles massaged my rigid member, bringing me to an even harder erection. I started to wonder if I was going to be able to piss at all my cock was so hard; however, it didn't take very long before I knew that I was going to be able to fill his guts with my bladder full of urine, I had to go so bad that I don't think I could have made it to the toilet if I had wanted to.
As I opened my internal valve and shot the hard hot stream of piss into David's waiting bowels I could feel him tense a bit and then relax and enjoy that overly full feeling of receiving an enema. I reached down and found that David's own cock was rock-hard and straining for release. I reminded him that he was not allowed to touch himself, let alone cum, without my permission and he pulled his hands away from his crotch.
When I had finished expelling my load of piss, I slowly pulled out and instructed David that he wasn't to allow a single drop to escape until I gave him permission. Since he was still chained to the bed there was no way that he could get to the toilet in any case and I'm sure he knew what would happen to him if he were to release himself on the bed.
When I released the chain holding him to the bed and pointed him to the restroom he didn't waste any time heading for the toilet - by then the discomfort from having to hold my fluids inside him were becoming quite agonizing and he needed relief.
I heard him expel my morning enema from his bowels as I entered to take a shower. Once he was finished, I instructed him to join me in the shower and then he soaped up my body. I rubbed soapsuds all over him as well, paying particular attention to his cock and asshole. I inserted first one, then two and finally three soapy fingers into his rectum as he pushed back against my hand as if trying to get the whole thing inside him.
"I'm not going to fist-fuck you David - I don't generally do that to a slave as it can cause major medical problems and I don't want to have to have some doctor sewing up a tear in your asshole."
David grunted with disappointment, but he didn't try to pull any more of my hand into his body.
"Has someone fist-fucked you in the past, boy?" I asked.
"No Master, but there was one trucker who tried. I'm sure he would have if someone hadn't come into the shower room before he had finished. As it was it took almost a week before my asshole wasn't leaking a bit, regardless of what I did. I kept a pad of toilet paper in my ass crack so that I wouldn't stain my underwear and bring questions from my mother. Afterward I sort of regretted his not finishing as the memory of the action was more positive than negative."
"Boy, you really are a slut," I said, slapping him on his ass. "Still, I have never been against having a boy-slut around so I think I'll keep you, for now at least."
David looked up at me, first with a smile and then with a bit of worry - again just the way I wanted it as I didn't want him to ever think that I couldn't or wouldn't sell him some time in the future.
Exiting the bathroom we found that while we were cleaning up someone had brought in breakfast, laying mine out on a table like room service uses in a first class hotel and his in a tin plate on the floor. I reminded him that he wasn't to use his hands or I would tie them back behind him and we both ate. David was starting to get the hang of eating like a dog and didn't even get as much food on his face as he had in the past.
After breakfast, I joined Karl in the study where we started to seriously work out the plan for the trip to Tulsa while his boys took David with them to do the daily chores around the estate. Past visits had told me that David was going to have some very unusual chores given to him and I was glad that Karl's extensive security camera and taping system would allow me to view everything later.
"Last night I made a couple of inquiries among my contacts in the Tulsa area and it appears that the church where Reverend Johnson is to become pastor is located in a somewhat rural area about twenty-five miles outside of the city. The congregation is extremely conservative and doesn't trust the local authorities - a feeling that I have come to understand is mutual.
"The sheriff gets called out to the church fairly regularly with complaints of extremely loud music and other noises. They think that the loud singing is used to cover us when they are trying to beat the devil out of a member of the congregation; however, so far no one has filed a battery complaint so there is little that the sheriff can do. The children all come to school wearing long sleeve shirts and long pants on even the hottest of days - some of the teachers think that they are hiding bruises, but since they can't force the kids to undress, there isn't anything that they can do. A deputy tried to join the church to see just what was going on but they discovered whom he was and he never saw anything.
"I have a friend who is a deputy sheriff down there and he will give us as much assistance as he can, unofficially of course."
"Boy, you got a lot of information in a very short order, I suspect it would have taken me a month to do this much." I was always amazed at how quickly Karl could get things done; he was sort of a 'one man army' in that way.
"I'll take my special trailer down there - once we pick up the kids they will undoubtedly be searching all passenger vehicles but I rather doubt that they will be looking inside every freight box on the highway."
I smiled; Karl's 'special trailer' was really more of a dungeon on wheels than a 'freight box.' If you opened the door at the rear all you would see is cardboard boxes filled with appliances packed floor to ceiling; however, if you know how to enter via the hidden door in the floor you would find an extremely well equipped playroom and cells for at least a dozen slaves.
"Thanks, I was hoping that you would come along on this adventure, but I wasn't sure just how to ask - we are taking chances for sure - the Tulsa area is one of the buckles on the 'Bible Belt.' If we aren't successful we could end up in a world of hurt."
"That's where my friend the deputy sheriff comes in - he will keep us informed of what is happening so that we can avoid the officials." Karl smiled one of his patented grins. "And who knows, we might just find a few more 'abused' young men around there in need of 'liberation.' You can never tell about that sort of place."
Karl suggested that Kenny and Barry be the ones to scope out the scene - there was a chance that Reverend Johnson might recognize my rig if I were to start snooping around town. We agreed that David and one of Karl's boys should be in the trailer when we brought in the twins - having David there would settle them down, at least until we got them into cells.
"I guess I should show David around the trailer, if it's alright with you," I said. I haven't had a chance to play in a well equipped dungeon since I acquired him and he needs to see what is in store for him and his siblings in the future.
"Go ahead, enjoy - do you want me to put one of my boys in there as well - sometimes a first time in the dungeon is easier if there is someone else there."
"That might be interesting, why don't you have Willy take him into the dungeon in the guise of having to clean the place and then he can accidentally lock him in one of the cells. I arrive a few minutes later and take it from there."
"Do you want me to give Willy any special instructions?" Karl asked.
"No, just tell him to get David into the cell and then stand by for whatever I want to do - I'll take it from there."
I climbed into the playroom to find David in what had to be the smallest of the cells - there wasn't room for him to sit, stand, lie down or even move too much. Willy was sitting on the floor in front of the cell door playing with the lock as if he could open it, he couldn't, it required a special magnetic key that I was wearing as if it were a wrist watch.
Willy jumped up, "Uh, we were trying to clean up in here and I suggested to David that he might like to see what it felt like to be in one of the punishment cells. I didn't realize that the door would lock as soon as it was closed - I was trying to release the catch so that we could get back to work."
I've got to hand it to Willy, he is a fairly good actor - if I didn't know that he had been instructed to do what he did I might have bought the story, as it was, I just barked insults at him and then placed him in another of the tiny cells, telling him that I 'might' let him out one of these days.
I turned to David, "Well, it appears that you have yourself in a rather difficult fix, don't you?"
"Sir, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been playing, we were supposed to be cleaning the place up, only I never saw anything like this place and I kind of forgot what I was to be doing."
"Somehow I think Willy had something to do with it as well. I'll get to him shortly, right now it is you who needs to be punished." I quickly worked the catch - it was easy when you are wearing the required release bracelet. I opened the door, "Get out here, boy," I said with as much menace in my voice as I could muster.
David crawled out on his hands and knees, he looked sort of like a puppy who had peed on the floor and knew he was wrong.
I slapped his ass a couple of times and then pointed over to the padded table at one side of the room. David climbed on top.
"On your back, slave," I growled.
He did as he was told and I fastened his wrists and ankles into the leather cuffs at the corners of the table, pulling them down until he was stretched as tight as I could make him. I attached clips to his nipples and in turn attached cords to the clips - the cords led up over pulleys and ended with hooks to which I then attached weights. I started out with only a pound on each one. Next I wrapped some cord around his nut sac and then ran it over a pulley and attached a small bucket to it. I dropped a few small weights into the bucket and David grunted.
"I'm going to keep adding weights until the bucket is full or it pulls your nuts right off - whichever comes first," I said with a snarl.
An extremely worried look crossed David's face, but I will give him credit - he didn't say a word.
Next, I turned to Willy, opening the cell door and pulling him out by his collar.
"Let's see now, what am I going to do with you?" I asked no one in particular.
"I'm a slave sir, you can do anything you want with me, sir," Willy replied, still cowering on the floor.
"That's right, I'm glad that you remembered that." I grabbed a set of handcuffs and quickly locked his hands behind his back. I looked around a moment until I saw a rather large dildoe that I fitted into a special harness, and then I greased up the dildoe and pushed it deep into Willy's guts in one steady motion. There was some resistance at first but slowly it sank in until there was only the base that was attached to the harness still outside his body.
I buckled the harness around his waist so that he couldn't expel the dildoe, pulling his cock and balls through a special ring in the front. Next, I hung another bucket from Willy's nuts and dropped a few small weights into it just as I had done to David.
"Now we are going to play a little game, it works like this. Willy you are going to suck on David's cock, trying to make him cum. If he cums you win and he is punished; however, if he hasn't cum when I decide the game is over, or if it just takes too long for you to make him cum he wins and you are punished. Understand?"
Willy nodded his understanding.
"What about you David, do you understand the rules?"
David nodded.
"Of course, I'm going to be here adding weights to the pails hanging from your nuts as we go along, just to keep it interesting." Both boys frowned, they both understood that I could end up putting an awful lot of weight on their nuts and there wasn't a thing that they could do about it.
Willy moved over to the table and took David's cock in his mouth - his gait was sort of funny as he had to walk kind of bow-legged because of the pail dangling from his nuts.
I knew that Willy was an expert cocksucker, he had been doing it for most of his life, and few boys could hold out for very long once Willy got going. I didn't expect this to be much of a match - neither did Willy.
Willy worked his tongue around and around the top of David's cock head, slipping his tongue into the piss slit from time to time as he engulfed the mushroom-shaped crown, tightening his lips around the glans and sucking hard enough that I almost felt that he was going to suck David's balls right up through his cock.
Slowly he lowered his head toward the helpless boy's pubic bush, licking and sucking all along the cockshaft. When he buried his nose in David's bush the head of the rigid tool was all the way to the back of his oral cavity and starting down his throat. Next, Willy worked his throat muscles, massaging the cockhead and glans as his tongue washed the shaft.
When he ran out of air, Willy backed off a little and drew a few breaths before pushing down even further, if that were possible, and giving David a throat massage like his cock had never had before.
David was gasping and thrashing as much as he could in his position; however, he was managing to hold back his orgasm - a massive effort I was sure. Meanwhile I kept dropping small lead weights into first one and then the other bucket - I estimated that including the pails there had to be four to five pounds dangling from each boys nuts at this point. I added another half pound weight to each of David's tits as well and he gave a pain induced grunt as I allowed each of them to drop the last few inches.
David was holding out far better than I had expected - Willy was giving it all of his effort, but David had resisted blowing his wad into the suctioning mouth before him. When I checked my watch I found that Willy had been working on David's cock for over fifteen minutes, I don't think that anyone, man or boy, had ever been able to make it that far in the past.
Finally, I dropped a whole handful of weights into Willy's bucket and announced, "Time's up - it looks like you lose, Willy."
Willy pulled his head up from David's crotch, "Just another minute, please, I know that he is about to cum, I can feel it."
"Too bad, you had a very generous chance and you blew it. David is the winner and you are the one who is going to be punished." I poured all of the weights in David's bucket into Willy's. Willy grimaced and grunted from the pain, but he didn't say a word.
I removed the weights from David's tits and dropped them into Willy's bucket as well - now the weight handing from Willy's nuts was becoming extremely uncomfortable and it took every bit of Willy's concentration to keep from crying out - knowing that if he did cry out I would only add more weight to the pail.
I pulled out a wooden pillory from the wall, released Willy's hands and then fastened his neck and wrists into the device. Rings in the floor allowed me to fasten his ankles so that his legs were spread and he was bent over just at the right angle for a proper paddling or fucking, depending on what I wanted to do.
Once Willy was secured, I released David from the table, admonishing him that if he were to touch himself he would replace Willy in the pillory.
From a cabinet on the far wall I selected a leather paddle studded with diamond shaped studs. The leather was stiff, but bent just a little bit and with the studs it was sure to inflict some excruciating pains if swung hard enough against a bare ass. I gave it a couple of practice swings, listening to the sounds as it cut through the air.
Willy listened as well, trying but unable to turn enough to see what it was that I was going to smash against his helpless bottom.
I removed the harness and the dildoe from his asshole, tossing everything into the pail that still hung from his nuts. The helpless boy's nut sac was stretched about as far as it could go, his nuts themselves straining at the very bottom of the sac like they were trying to break out.
I made a couple more practice swings and then brought the paddle down on one ass cheek.
WHACK!
"That's one sir, may I please have another," Willy said automatically.
"See, slave, that is the only proper way to respond when your Master administers any kind of punishment," I said to David.
WHACK!
This time to the other cheek.
"That's two sir, may I please have another," Willy said again.
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
The blows against the captive boy's bottom fell in regular sequence, each one followed by a proper count and a request for another.
"What happens if I lose count when you're paddling me?" David asked.
"Then we start again from one, only I double the number of strokes that I intended to administer."
A look of fear passed over David's face but he didn't say anything - he knew that I could do anything I want to do to him and that he had no say in the matter whatsoever. Just the way I wanted it.
"Now, you can remove that thing from Willy's nuts, but not release him from the pillory, I may want to paddle him some more."
David did as he was told and then returned to my side.
"Do you still need to cum, boy?" I asked.
"Please sir, if it would please you."
"Okay, tell you what, I want you to fuck Willy there only when you are ready to shoot you need to pull out and shoot your cum across his back - think you can do that?"
"I've never fucked anyone before," he said, "they always just wanted to fuck me."
"Well, I guess this is the time for a learning experience then, isn't it?"
I handed David a tube of KY and showed him how to apply it to his cock and Willy's shit chute. "It is generally better to use some sort of lubricant, but sometimes your pre-cum is enough, and if the one you are fucking has already had someone else up there often times you don't need any, he will be slick enough," I said in way of instruction.
David stepped up behind Willy, applied the KY and then started to work his rigid love-pole into Willy's hot asshole. David slipped in slowly, enjoying all of the sensations as his tool became enclosed in the sheath that was Willy's rectum. When David had inserted himself as far as he could he just stood there, enjoying the sensation before he began to withdraw even slower than he had entered in the first place. When only the mushroom-shaped cockhead was still inside, he reversed course and once again pushed forward until his own crotch prevented him from penetrating any deeper.
In and out, in and out David plowed the depths of Willy's guts, building speed until the slapping of his groin against the helpless boy's buttocks sounded almost as loud as the cracks of the paddle earlier. David became lost in this, his first fuck, oblivious to everything and everyone around him. Faster and faster his rhythmic fucking pounded, his balls building up pressure to shoot his load wherever his dick pointed.
Finally, with a mighty grunt David pulled his erection completely free from Willy's asshole and a massive load of hot boy-cream shot out onto Willy's back, the thick milky fluid forming puddles in some of the low spots while some droplets ran like rivers to the edge and began to drip down onto the floor.
"Now, before any more of it drips off onto the floor, lick his back clean, picking up every drop of your juices," I ordered.
David looked at me a bit confused for a moment, and then realizing that I was quite serious in this instruction he began to lap up his load from Willy's back, catching those drips before they could end up on the floor.
"Get the ones that have fallen on the floor as well," I ordered.
A look of disgust crossed David's face, but he dropped down to the floor and did as he was told - the boy was a natural slave. I rather doubted that he was going to require any great amount of training.
Once the floor was cleaned, I instructed him to climb under Willy and give him the best blow-job he had ever had.
David started to reach for Willy's cock with his hands, I barked at him, "I don't remember hands being required for a blow-job, do you? Use your mouth and tongue, nothing else!"
David complied immediately, taking Willy's raging hard-on into his mouth and working on it to bring the immobile boy to that wonderful point of orgasm as quickly as he could. He kept wanting to use his hands until finally he clasp them behind him just as they would be if he were handcuffed - everything I saw kept telling me that I had a natural born slave here, just the kind I had been looking for.
With a grunt and a howl, Willy came in David's suctioning mouth. David was careful not to allow a single drop to be wasted on the floor, not an easy task with the huge amounts that I knew Willy was able to spurt out. After the last spurt of jism had flown from Willy's cock to David's gullet David kept on sucking on the very head of Willy's erection which was extremely sensitive and quite ticklish, causing the helpless boy to laugh, giggle and squirm, trying to get away from the mouth that had just brought him so much pleasure and was now bring an equal amount of pleasant agony.
Finally, I instructed David to stop and release Willy. That done they really did have to clean up the playroom before we all headed back into the house.
It was later that evening, we were sitting in the living room watching Kent, Tim and Martin, Karl's other three boys, as they put on a special live fuck show for us. David was sitting on the floor between my legs with one hand inside my pants lightly massaging my cock and balls. Karl had Willy similarly engaged when David asked permission to ask some questions.
"Okay, you have been a good boy so you have earned permission, as long as they have something to do with you."
"Sir, I have heard you say something about going to Tulsa, are you going to give me back to my father?"
I chuckled a bit, "Heaven forbid, though I rather doubt that he would take you back even if I were to make the offer."
"Then what are we going to do there, Sir?"
"I have decided, after listening to you tell me about your home life, that we need to liberate your brothers in much the same way that you have been liberated."
"Able and Joseph have always been extremely careful about things - I'm sure he doesn't even suspect the sort of things that they were doing to me back in West Virginia. I had also seen them sucking each other off out in the woods when they thought no one was around. If I had told him about those things he wouldn't have believed me as he was convinced that everything I said came directly from Satan and wasn't to be trusted."
Karl spoke up. "We weren't expecting him to just give them over like he did you - we have somewhat more interesting plan in mind - when we're finished I rather doubt that he will want to have them around and he certainly won't be willing to tell anyone the truth about where they have gone. People like him give religion a bad name and shouldn't be allowed to have children - in a way you might just say we were going to be doing the Lord's work." Karl laughed a bit.
"Don't worry," I added, "we plan to allow you a chance to get back at them for the way they treated you as well."
David looked relieved that he wasn't going to have to go back to the awful conditions he had been living in when I got him. "One other question, please sir?" he asked.
"Okay, what is it?"
"When am I going to be allowed to wear clothing again? I still feel really strange being naked all the time."
"I don't know - I guess that sort of depends on where we are and what we're doing - I don't see any reason for you to be wearing clothing at any of the places we have been and I like looking at your naked body. If we end up going out in public I'll give you something to wear, but otherwise I want you naked all the time."
"Thank you, Sir," he said, not sure he liked the reply but sure that it was the truth.
Kent and Martin had completed their show by shooting into each other's mouths while Willy and David drove huge dildoes into the two slave boys' assholes. It was a hot act and I'm sure we could have taken it on the road to great financial success; however, the show was private and the audience of two was the only one that would see it any time soon.
I took David off to bed - he had been a very good boy all day and had earned the right to sleep with me again. I looked over into the cell and thought about how nice it would be to have his twin brothers in there, bound tightly and forced to watch David and I have sex while they couldn't do anything. At that moment I decided that once they were ours they were going to live in chastity belts for extended periods and while they would be required to service others they wouldn't be allowed any relief themselves until they were almost out of their minds with lust.
David and I enjoyed the huge shower and then climbed into bed - I did still attach the chain to his collar and the bed post, but this time I left a bit more slack, so that he would almost feel like he wasn't restricted at all.
"Master," David said, "are you going to fuck me tonight? My asshole really want you inside me again."
Without speaking, I grabbed the tube of KY and squirted it into his waiting rosebud. He pushed himself back, positioning himself so that my rigid tool as aimed directly at his pucker and then me pushed himself back against me with all the force he could muster so that his asslips would swallow as much of me as they could on the first stroke. It was almost as if the boy had a vacuum cleaner hose for a rectum - he just sucked my cock inside him almost effortlessly. This boy was truly a gem and I could only hope that we were going to find his brothers to be the same.
My pubic bush rubbed against David's ass cheeks as his talented sphincter massaged my cockshaft, I was quite sure that it wasn't going to take very long for me to shoot my load into his willing asshole. I started to pull out to begin a rhythmic stroking of his prostate, only the suction was such that it truly took much more effort that I was accustomed to exerting, still his lubricated sphincter muscle wasn't able to hold on that tight and I was able to withdraw until only my cockhead was still buried in his hot hole.
In and out, faster and faster, I fucked the slave boy's asshole, enjoying the warmth and tightness he was providing. I felt my cum churning in my nuts and knew that it wasn't going to be very long before I was filling his bowels once again with my juices. I tried to remember when I had had a boy so willing and sexy and memory failed me, of course, my mind was basically in my crotch at the moment and it was rapidly preparing to shoot out my dick in large, hot gobs of milky cream.
With a grunt of intense pleasure I shot load after load of jism into the boy's ass - it was as if I hadn't cum in weeks and it was the first time I had been with him - he was sexy beyond belief and all mine. I don't know what I had done to be this lucky of late, but I was sure glad that I had done it.
To be continued---
AUTHORS NOTE:
My thanks to those who have written with their comments about Cole and David - I try to reply to everyone but it isn't always possible to do so in a timely manner as I am working as well as writing so if I haven't replied yet, rest assured, I will.
This is a work of fiction, but from time to time I do place a few items from my own experiences in here as well, I try not to place anything here that isn't at least possible, but remember that this is a story so SAFE SEX isn't required - in real life it is, so please play carefully!
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