Warning! This is a fictional story of Domination and slavery. This story may include topics that may be offensive to some, including teens and consensual slavery. Where this story is set the age of consent for sex is age 16. If this offends you then please move on.
Author's Notes, even though this author identifies himself as a slave, this slave doesn't condone non-consensual domination or slavery. Remember this is just a fantasy and does not represent real life.
Characters: Frank - Master and Father of Twin boys. New neighbor who wants to enslave the family next door Alex - Master and Son of Frank. One of Frank's twin boys. Jason - Master and Son of Frank. One of Frank's twin boys. David - Submissive, married to Adam and Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins Adam - Submissive, married to David and Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins
POV - Master Frank
As I watch my twin sons release my new boys from their service in the shed, I think that tonight went exactly as planned. Bringing in boy david's poker rival helped get the boy to see that his submissiveness reaches past tonight and into his normal life. As expected he agreed to forfeit the next poker game and give up his asshole to his rival to fuck. Well, that most likely will not happen because I will own his ass before the next game. Well, it is good I installed the cameras in the shed. It helped my plan. It took some convincing to bring the son's coach and principal on board my plan. I had to offer up the son's holes when they're at school. So, they went along with my plan to implant suggestions into the father's minds about taking advantage of their sons. I knew their fatherly instinct would make them see that my owning their boys instead would be better. They naively think they are protecting their boys. Instead, just the opposite is going to happen. Not only will the coach and principal have full access to the son's holes but I will have full ownership of them to do as I please. It was the icing on the cake when boy Adam said that his sons wanted to be owned by the same man. The fathers naively think they will be better off with me than the coach or the principal. Well in the end they will, maybe. Yet, the cost will be their entire family's freedom.
It was pure luck that I ran across boy David's boss when shopping at a leather store downtown. He's a pure asshole, feeling that all submissives are worthless faggots. He was there to buy restraints for one of his newest submissive fags. So, it wasn't hard to invite him to my housewarming party. It was priceless seeing him degrade boy David and tell him that he will never bring him back from the layoff. He basically told the boy he was fired for good. That just added to his family's financial pressures. I think, his last hope was that his company would bring him back from his layoff. This only played into my hand, making the boy desperate to agree to my offer. In his mind, he has no choice. And boy Adam just goes along with whatever my boys and I want. I believe he will convince his sons to take the deal. Well, now they have no future without me and my boys.
Also, the principal and coach both agreed not to punish my sons when they dominate and bully my new slave boys at school. Now that the younger generation is more open to any alternative lifestyle, they most likely will not be shocked seeing my new slaves dress slutty and on leaches behind my sons. I told my sons that they will need to keep metal collars on the slaves 24/7. The students and teachers will get used to slave boys running around the hall, especially since the principal won't do anything about it. Over time, it will become normal. I think my sons will have fun at school now. It wouldn't surprise me that my sons fuck their slaves wherever they can around the school. They are natural show-offs. So, having slave boys they can show off will make them extra horny.
Plus, I plan to get on the school board. I know boy Adam is on the board to represent the parent's interests. Well, when I adopt his sons he will no longer be a parent so he will have to resign. I will order him to appoint me as his interim replacement board member. He is just starting his second 2-year term. So, I will be on the board until all my sons, old and new graduate. I can help lift restrictions on the dress codes and get the rest of the school board to warm up to the idea that some boys like to be bullied and dominated. Pairing boys who like to be bullied with other boys who enjoy domination will be a good thing. This is because the boys who don't want to be bullied will be free of their bullies. As a result, the school will be more accepting of the slave ownership lifestyle. I smile at the thought of bringing about a managed bullying environment instead of the stupid idea of banning bullying altogether. Bans don't work with young adults. They just find ways to do it outside of school or online. By channeling a dominant's aggression to someone who wants it is a much better solution to manage the bullying issues. I will suggest creating a standard test to determine who is dominant and who is submissive. Then pair the dominants with the submissives. Of course, the dominant will get to choose his submissive based on the compatibility rating in the standard test. We can make a whole program around it with special classes for both the dominants and submissives. At the end of the program, they will sign a Contract of Servitude and have a Collaring Ceremony. By the time all my boys graduate they will have their naked slaves kneeling at their feet in the classroom, only in their chastity devices and collars.
As for the enslaved fathers, they'll be even more controlled than their sons. I plan on enslaving them for life. My sons might even inherit them if they live longer than me. First, after they and their sons sign the Slavery Contracts', the Power of Attorney, and the `Advance Directive', I will be able to speak on their behalf for all financial and medical matters. Of course, after adopting their sons I will be able to make all financial and medical decisions for their sons too. The second step will be to strip all five slaves naked, collar them, and put all five in chastity. It will remind the slaves that every second of their day they chose to become my property. The third step is to take away all forms of ID and lock them in my safe. That way the slaves cannot leave the country. The fourth step is to pay off their house and put it in my name. The fifth step is to close all financial and social accounts, cancel their phones, and put a freeze on all credit with the three credit bureaus. That way they cannot borrow money to be able to escape their enslavement for some reason if they have second thoughts. The sixth step is to change their house into slave quarters / stables. I think it will be good for now to keep up some appearances that show that they are still free. But their days of having house parties are over. Their house will be bare of only the essentials that slaves need to live. They will literally live under lock and key, my locks and my keys. In time, the whole community will see them as slaves and accept their new status. But for now, we need to keep up appearances.
When their neighbors start to see them at the grocery store with collars on them they will realize what they really are, slaves. The last step will be to add a privacy fence around their yard and remove the fence between our adjoining yards. That way they can come over and serve us without needing clothes on. All the houses in our community are ranches, single-story homes with basements. We are a community of gay and gay-friendly families. So, the idea is to keep our privacy. Not having two-story homes keeps neighbors from looking at each other's backyards from a second story. Most of the homes are longer ranches with normal than bigger basements. Therefore, the basement of the slave's home will be a good place for a dungeon.
I smile at my plan as my boys drag my new potential slaves into my den naked as they should be.
They look well used and prime for what they are about to hear. So, they will be in the right mindset for what I am about to layout for their future.
I am amused that boy David tried to interrupt me twice. I think it is fitting that his husband should be punished for his mistakes. He tries to be a protective husband and father but when it comes to Dominants he just submits like a born slave. His guilt is his own undoing. Seeing his husband punished for his mistake made him feel guilty and pushes him to be more submissive to me so his husband doesn't get hurt. I had to laugh to myself when he sees his husband with a hard-on after his spanking. These two are going to be fun to play them against each other. I love playing chess and these boys are my pawns. I am their King and Queen all rolled up in one. All powerful rulers of their lives. It is going to be so much fun ruling my kingdom of slaves.
I walk out of my den not even looking back at who I know is following me. I open double doors at the end of the hall to a Master bedroom. I chose this house because has two large Master bedrooms, one on each end of the house's main hall. The living room is in the middle of the house and opens up to the pool. There are full showers in both Master bedrooms.
I stand next to the bed and tell my boy to kneel at my feet.
"Boy kiss my feet and give me the respect I'm due."
Boy David walks up to me and kneels at my feet. Then he bends over and kisses one then the other. Dam he looks good bent over showing how submissive the boy is. That ass looks good. I lean over and spank his ass a couple of times on each cheek. Such a big ass that wiggles when it is spanked. I think I will have to spank it before fucking it each time.
"Boy, remove my clothes, I need a shower."
"Yes Sir!"
The boy removes my sandals then he lowers my shorts. Of course, I always go commando. I can see he is watching my cock, licking his lips. The boy is eager to suck my cock again. Yet the boy needs to learn restraint. This is not about his need to suck me. I know boys like him love to suck cock but it needs to be when I want to be sucked.
"Boy, what are you waiting for? Continue to strip your Master," I wanting to test his response when referring to myself as his Master.
"Ah... Sorry, Yes Master!"
Good, he called me Master. The boy is a natural-born slave. Seeing shame on his face for keeping me waiting, he now quickly stands and removes my shirt. You need to keep slaves in their submissive state of mind all the time. Eventually, it will be their natural mindset. Just need to untrain what society has corrupted in their minds with the idea that they are free boys. So I just need to keep pushing the slave to retrain its minds to stay in its natural mindset of servitude.
"Boy, follow me."
I walk to the bathroom into an open walk-in shower with no shower doors. I like an open plan so I can use the entire bathroom for pissing on my slaves. The whole bathroom can be hosed down. Plus, I had hooks installed all over the bathroom.
"Boy, step into the shower and get the water ready for me. There is a temperature reading on the wall. I like my showers 100 degrees. Once the water is ready then you can ask your Master if I would like a shower.
The boy works the handles until the temperature reads 100 degrees.
"Master, would you like to take a shower?"
Good, the slave used Master again. The more he calls me Master the more it will believe that I am his true Master. By the time he leaves tomorrow, he will be thinking of me as its Master.
"Yes, Good slave!"
I walk under the water and get my face and hair wet.
"Boy, now wash your Master. Use the body liquid soap in the pump on the wall."
The slave pumps body soap into his hand and then bends down and starts to wash my feet and legs. I lift my right leg and put it on the boy's knee.
"Wash between the toes, slave."
He washes each toe and between them. He works its way up my leg. I then lower my foot to the floor and lift my right foot so he can do the same to it.
"Slave, next time you will lift my feet and put it on your knees when washing me."
I turn around showing my asshole to him.
"Wash my ass and get my hole nice and clean. You will be getting your tongue in it once I'm in the bed. I like a tongue in my hole before going to sleep.
I feel his small hands on my ass. The slave rubs between my cheeks, rubbing my hole nicely. I imagine his tongue in my hole while I drift off to sleep. Now, I turn around, showing him my big cock and balls. He instinctively reaches for my cock, licking it clean of precum that I have been building up since I fucked its mouth earlier. With his mouth open, staring at my cock, I feed him more precum. Like a good slut, he eagerly licks the head clean.
"Don't forget my balls, slave!"
He mumbles, "Yes Master!," as he reaches for my balls with his other hand.
I moan, loving his small delicate hands washing my manhood. He's not a man. I'm the man of his life now! I am rock hard now but order my slave to continue washing the rest of me. He works his way up my 6-pack abs to my well-defined chest with big round nipples. As he washes my chest, he squeezes my pecs, testing how strong I am. I smile down at him knowing my pecs are all muscle like the rest of my body. I worked my body to perfection. So, I deserve to be worshiped. That is exactly what my slave is doing as he washes me. In time, he will see me as more than just Master and Owner but his God. He will worship the ground I stand on. I smile at the thought. After all, isn't that what slaves are meant for, to worship the Owners with all their heart, mind, body, and soul?
I turn around so the slave can wash my back. He rubs soap all over my muscular back. His soft hands feel good. I moan again as he rubs up the center of my back and then spreads his hands over my wide shoulders. I feel him trace my muscles knowing he's admiring his Master. This is good. The more he admires and worships me, the more submissive he will become. I want him to dream about me by the time he leaves tomorrow morning. He works my neck muscles helping me relax yet causing my cock to stir even more. This slave knows how to give a deep muscle massage. He will need to give me massages every day from now on. It will be nice to come home from a hard day's work to a massage from my slave.
Next, he washes my hair and face. I close my eyes loving how tenderly he cleans my face. Dam, he has some useful talents. I am pleased I picked him to be my slave. If the other four slaves' are as talented as this one, then I will have found five treasures to own.
I rinse my face and spin around to rinse the rest of my body clean. Then I step out of the shower.
"Dry me slave," nodding to a couple of warm towels hanging from the rack. The slave kneels at my feet and lifts my foot putting it on its knee. Good, he learns quickly. He works up my leg and does the same to my other leg. I smile down at him and he blushes. It is not lost on me that his cock is sticking out hard and horny as a slave should be. He then works my ass, rubbing my hole. I smile that he's learning quickly how to please me. He works up my back and arms. Then works on my cock and balls next. I'm just as hard as my slave now. Dam, I will need to fuck him before going to bed now. He works on my chest, seeing that he loves worshiping me. He drys my hair and face as a loving husband would do. I wonder if he might be falling in love with me. Well, good slaves should love their Master.
I can't take it anymore! I pick him up over my shoulder, carry him out of the bathroom, and then throw him on my bed. I laugh at the shocked look on his face.
"Slave, grab the lube on the nightstand", pointing to his left.
He bends over quickly grabs the lube and looks at me now with longing eyes. Fuck! I love how tone his body is with just the right amount of muscles to show off all his assets. Plus, he looks flexible to bend however I like. I grab his calves and pull him so his nice round ass is just over the bed's edge.
"Slave, lube up my cock and its hole!"
I smile at the bitch while he lubes up my cock and pushes his lubed fingers into his own hole. We don't break eye contact all the while he gets himself ready to be taken by his Master.
"Line up my cock, slave!"
He aims my cock at his hole and I push forward. Dam! He's tight.
"Push out slave, let me in!"
I feel the resistance of his hole lessen, allowing my cock to enter him.
YES! Fuck, he's just as tight as my son said earlier. His eyes go wide as he feels for the first time in his life, how wide his hole can be stretched with the right cock in it. I smile at him as I push deeper into his hole. I see the pain in his eyes but the lust of wanting to please his Master. Like all slaves, the lust and deep need to please always wins out over the pain. I keep eye contact to read what is going through the slave's mind. I can see conflict in them. DAM! I love that he will please me despite the pain he needs to endure.
"Slave, wants its Master's cock, doesn't it?"
He moans from the pain, yet whispers, "Yes Master!"
Yeah, I know he will take the pain to please me.
"Keep pushing out slave, allow its Master to claim its hole."
He completely ignores that I referred to him as an `IT'. Yet, later he will realize that's what he is. I push even more of my cock deep into his hole. I see more pain register on his face. Yet, he doesn't complain as a natural slave must do. I work slowly so his hole will adjust. Even though my son Alex's cock is longer, my cock is 1.5 times wider. It is good that Alex fuck him a few hours earlier to prepare his hole for me. I start to hear him moan as my cock rubs at his prostrate or as I like to say his 'p-spot'.
I stop, pull out, and then back in a little farther. He moans and grunts some as the pain mixes with pleasure. With each thrust, I plunge my cock into his hole. The entire time he doesn't look away from my demanding stare. I see the lust, fear, pain, and overwhelming need for me to take his hole. To claim him as my own. The deeper I plunged my cock, the stronger the need becomes. He'll never forget the first time his Master claims his hole. Finally, I push my cock to the root and hold it in his hole. The longer I hold my entire cock in his hole, the more he wants me to use him, to fuck him, to claim him as my property. I wait until he cannot stand it anymore and begs me to fuck him.
"Please Master.... Please... I need you...Master!"
I see tears start to form in his eyes and then I know he's desperate enough to be claimed. That is when I pull all the way out and then slam hard to the root again. He grunts with pain then moans. Again, I pull out and slam down hard into his hole. Each hard deep fuck makes him want me even more.
"OH! YES MASTER!", he yells out between the moans and grunts.
"Feel your Master inside it, SLAVE!".
"OH GOD! YES MASTER! IT FEELS SO GOOD MASTER", yelling out in desperation. With the doors of my bedroom left opened, I'm sure his husband can hear him scream with pleasure. In fact, I think I hear his slut of a husband being used by my boys now!
With our eyes still locked, "Who owns its hole, slave?"
"YOU DO, MASTER!"
"Tell me, slave, Tell me who owns you!"
"YOU OWN ME, MASTER"
"Who owns your whore of a husband?"
"YOU DO, MASTER, YOU OWN MY HUSBAND, MASTER!"
Now for the real test of how far it will go to please me.
"Who owns your sons, slave?
"YOU DO, MASTER, YOU OWN MY SONS, MASTER!"
"Do you give me your husband, your sons, and yourself to me as your Owner?"
"YES, MASTER! I GIVE YOU MY HUSBAND, MY SONS, AND MYSELF TO YOU, YOU OWN US, MASTER!"
With that omission, I bend him over and kiss my slave passionately, using my tongue to dominate his mouth while still fucking him hard and deep!
He returns my kiss with just as much passion, letting me take complete control over his body and mind. I grab him around his back with my strong arms, holding his bent body tightly to mine. This pushes his ass further in the air allowing my cock even deeper in his hole. I feel him moan as I kiss him. There is no more pain now. Just the pleasure of my cock. That's all that matters now! My cock is his sole purpose. He knows this now!
I pick up my slave, continuing to fuck and kiss him as I walk around my room using his weight to get as deep as I can in his still tight hole. I then slam his back against the wall. My slave is trapped between me and the wall. His mind and body are bending to my will. He will remember this fuck for the rest of his life. It's the fuck that broke his will to resist me. Anytime he tries to resist he will remember this fuck. The fuck that allows me to own him and his whole family! The thought of owning his entire family drives me to fuck him harder. I move all around the room, fucking him everywhere I can, on the dresser, in my favorite leather-bound chair, and finally against the window facing the front yard. Anyone passing by will see my slave being fucked hard. I even turn him around so his face is pressed against the window. I have lights on in my room so the neighbors walking by will see him completely, naked and fucked!. He is now moaning loudly like the slut he is. The sounds of his moans and my ramming his hole, should get the attention of anyone walking by.
I look out to see two twin teenage boys walking by giggling. I smile at them and they turn to look at us. Their shocked faces are priceless.
They yell out "Dad!"
I stare at them as I continue to fuck their father. The shock on their faces slowly turns to lustful stares. They start rubbing each other's dicks through their shorts, while they have their other arms around each other shoulders. I keep a dominating stare at them as I did with their father. I see lust mixed with a longing to be where their father is. Their will is already starting to break. My window is right in front of a street light that they are standing under. They're shirtless with shorts and sandals on. The shorts come to their mid-thigh like the young boys are doing now. Their shorts are tight around their slim bodies, revealing their hard dicks that are pointing down their legs. These boys are hung. It's just more to play with and torment once I own them completely. The process of ownership has just begun as I stare into their eyes. I laugh to myself, they don't realize they are looking at their future owner. As I continue to stare, I hear moans from outside. The street light is like a spotlight down on them. So, I can see wet spots forming in their shorts. The boys must have shot a load. I see their faces turn red with embarrassment and run home. It looks like they may get embarrassed easily like their father. I can use that to my advantage. My slave David must also be embarrassed by seeing his sons witnessing their father being fucked in front of them. Then to watch as they get off on watching me use him must have been even more embarrassing for my poor helpless slave.
I continue to fuck my slave against the window for another half hour when another teen walks by. He turns to us with his mouth open. Just like the twins, he yells out "Dad" when he realizes who is getting fucked. I stare him down just like the twins. He puts his hand down his shorts rubbing his dick, not able to break eye contact with me. Just like the twins he is shirtless with sandals on. His body has a bit more muscles on his frame. Thick legs like he rides his bike a lot. Yet, his arms and chest are well defined as well. He has blond hair and blue eyes, like his father Adam. His face matches slave Adam's angelic face. I bet Adam is his biological father. Yet, that will not matter once I adopt him as my son and slave. I will be his new father and owner.
I ride or run daily, alternating between riding and running. So, might take him out every day for a ride and a run while he follows his Master around the neighborhood. I might keep him in small spandex shorts so I can show off his young muscular body. My collar around his neck will show everyone he's mine. We could stop at our the community's nude pool and pull him along on a leash naked as a slave should be. Order him to get me drinks or snacks from the bar. The more the neighbors see my slaves serving me the more they will get used to seeing me as their true owners.
Once again, I hear a moan from outside and know that the boy had an orgasm watching his father get fucked by what will be his owner soon! The boy runs home ashamed like the twins did. Those boys are going to be so much fun to embarrass. Plus, putting new slaves in embarrassing situations is good training. It helps them realize they no longer have control over what happens to them. Over time, they will become less embarrassed about losing control of their lives and accept their life is not theirs to control.
The sight of my potential new slave boys shooting their loads while watching me fuck their father, pushes me over the edge. I slam my cock deep as I can and release a volley of cum into my slave's hole. I scream out with a roar causing my slave's whole body to shake. At that moment my slave shoots his load all over the window. I bend over and whisper in my slave's ear.
"It is mine now, forever mine!" laughing at the thought of taking ownership of his family next!
I feel my slave shudder at the realization of what just happened to him and his whole family.
"Your boys had the first glimpse of my power. You will hand them over to me so they can feel what you just felt."
My slave just nods his head not able to form words to express his feelings right now. Yet, I know how a slave's mind works. This is the most pleasure he has ever had in his entire life. He wants everyone to experience it too, especially its sons and the slut of a husband. In his mind, he has been marked as mine.
I pick him up and carry him still impaled on my half-hard cock. We go back to the bathroom.
"Squeeze your hole tightly slave as I pull out of you. Don't let your Master's seed spill out!"
I feel him squeeze as I lift him off my cock. My cock is now all shiny from cum and ass juices. I push my slave up against the bathroom wall. Holding him there with my hand in the middle of his back and my other hand opening a drawer of the vanity. I pull out a butt plug. It is wider than my cock so that it will stay in. I push it to his hole with a hard shove. He grunts in pain as I force his hole around the base of the plug. Finally, his hole swallows the plug. I release his back.
"That should keep my seed in its hole. Now kneel at my feet, slave."
He quickly kneels on the hard tile floor.
"Clean my cock, slave!"
He doesn't hesitate and starts licking the head and then up and down the half-hard shaft. Soon, he swallows my cock all way to the root and then up and back down again. It doesn't take long for my cock to get hard again.
"FUCK! It's eager, isn't it? Well, I need some sleep so stop and wash your Master again."
My slave reluctantly pulls off my cock and looks up at me with a sad face. I shake my head no. He lowers his head with disappointment. I smile knowing he's already addicted to my cock. I know he wants me to fuck him again but you can't let slaves top from the bottom. That would just make you the slave instead and I will not allow that to ever happen. It is something I trained my boys to look out for too. I walk into the open shower stall and look back at my slave.
"WELL, WHAT THE HELL IS IT WAITING FOR? GET TO WORK,SLAVE," yelling at him with determination.
That got him to respond and quickly crawls to my feet. He stands just enough to get a liquid soap on the wall to coat both of his hands then kneeled at my feet again. I smile down at him as he remembers to lift one leg and sit on his knee. Well, I can see he's trainable.
This time he washes me faster since I still had a determined look on my face. When he is done I step out of the shower and I'm pleased to se him take the second warm towel and dries me with it. I pointed at the laundry hamper and he throughs the used towels in it.
Pointing to a stack of small well-used towels above the toilet. He understands and drys himself with one of the rough-looking towels. Those towels are used and old to make a point that he isn't worthy of a fresh new towel. New towels are for his Master only. It's these little things that re-train slaves to understand their station in life.
"Hurry slave, I want to get to bed now."
I walk out of the bathroom without looking back. He finishes drying himself as fast as he can and then runs after me. I lay face down on the bed and grab a pillow. Without even looking at him, I say,
"Lick my hole, slave. Get in there and make love to your Owner!"
I feel him crawl onto the bed and between my legs. His small hands grab my ass cheeks, spreading them wide. I feel his warm breath against my hole and then a nice warm tongue. I relax more, loving my slave's tongue.
"Spread me wider, slave. Really get that tongue in there. Make your Master feel good."
He spreads my hole even more and pushes his tongue deep into my hole.
I softly say, "Yes, that feels real good slave. Make love to your Owner. Work my hole. You're a natural ass licker, you know that slave. I'm looking forward to this every night from now on!"
I close my eyes, enjoying my slave making love to me. Yes, this is how I will end my day every night. I wonder if the other young slaves will be as talented at working my hole as their father? Maybe I should have all five slaves lick my entire body. I fall asleep with the image of slaves licking each part of my body at the same time. This is going to be a wonderful life.