(This is the second part to Summon a story I have already submitted and is posted on your page)
Subject: Gay male Fantasy/Science fiction Author: Xadith Comments welcome. These characters are mine and copyrighted. Any reference to real life people is unintentional. Contains gay sex, forced intercourse, and bondage/BDSM. Summary: Part two of Summon, Damien finds out the ordeal he has fallen into is more then anyone could imagine. Plans are being made to take him from his home and turn him into Loric's personal "pet."
"It's been three weeks Officer, how long are you going to let my friend rot up there until you get off your ass and go look for him?"
Jack was infuriated. It had been three weeks since he came down the mountain, minus one friend and roommate. Damien had simply vanished, there was nothing left of him but his gear and his swim trunks left by the rock. Jack had left the pack up there just in case Damien came back to the camp site, at least in it there was a med kit, food and some clothing, along with the tent and cooking supplies. He hoped Damien was all right, but everything about the last night there told him it was too late. Now, battling with the police and the FBI missing persons division, not one would believe him. Oh they had sent a search group up into the mountain, to look for Damien's body. But when they came back, all they had to report was a whole lot of nothing. The rescue worker claimed that Jack couldn't have been up in the mountain, there was no sign of anyone staying there, no tracks, no camp site, none of Damien's things, and from then on no one, not even his own parents were believing Jack's story.
Slamming the phone down after another bout of laughter and a joke form the police chief, he snarled and threw the receiver across the room. Why wouldn't anyone help?! Jack started his internship tomorrow morning and all he could think of was Damien. Maybe his friend really was dead, maybe the bank had been right and Damien fled the country. Jack had gotten a call from the bank Damien used, asking him if he knew why Mr. Bradic had suddenly pulled out all his funds after requesting a passport verification. That information alone made the cops think Jack was just a scorned lover, looking for his ex-boy friend. His parents thought Jake had simply gotten too wrapped up in one of his stories and needed to just let it go. He couldn't start the internship, not yet, not without Damien. Jack let his face fall into his palms and he drew in a ragged breath. He wanted his friend back, and he wasn't ready to give up.
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Damien couldn't tell how long it had been, weeks, months, years, the days were all running together, with only one constant every day. Getting royally fucked. Loric, for all his care to be sure Damien wasn't harmed, still fucked him no less then twice a "day." By now Damien was getting to vastly enjoy it, the pain having gone away several days ago. He almost looked forward to it, but never admitted such. In the lust haze moans of each passing sexual encounters, he lost track of the hours he had spent locked away in that cave. The light was always extremely dim and he never was released from the leash to the stone wall unless to bath or relieve himself. He never bathed alone as Loric would accompany him, refusing to let Damien have a moment alone to himself after the trouble he caused. His wounds healed, not a mark left of single scare that he could see, and his head was feeling much better. Loric had seen to it that his prized toy wasn't scared.
Though they hardly spent a moment apart, Damien hadn't been permitted to ask the strange creature any questions. Gagged from day one, he only got the bit out of his mouth long enough to eat, and if he spoke when he ate he was immediately gagged again and went the day without food. Loric seemed to know that knowledge was power and didn't offer Damien any illusion of power.
Still gagged and half asleep, Damien woke to the light nudging of Loric's large knuckle to his cheek. Baby blues slowly opened and attempted to stretch. He never got use to the restraints. His arms were tightly pinned behind his back and his knees were buckled to the spreader, forcing his cheek to rest on a pillow on the cave ground. His ass in the air and his legs parted wide enough to be mounted at any moment, he must have looked like fool. The humiliation of the whole thing was bad enough, but worse was that the last few days, Loric refused to allow Damien to cum. His cock was swollen and bound with a bit of leather strap, refusing to give him any release, and for three days, or what felt like three days and seven sexual encounters.
He woke with a whimper, pleading eyes lifted to Loric's odd face and he leaned into the warmth of the creature's soft fur. He didn't care how he looked, he didn't care that his cock was turning him into a complete slut, he wanted release more then he wanted his next breath. Loric just smiled, a wicked little half smirk that made Damien groan and stretch harder to reach the clawed hand that rested near by.
"All right, I think you've suffered enough boy."
Loric smiled as he unhooked the leash from Damien's collar and lifted the bound male up over one thick shoulder. His hard member was buried in the warm fur shoulder and he felt his balls tighten already begging for release. The hard muscle under that fur made Damien's eyes roll back and he whimpered into Loric's ear another plea. Loric chuckled low in his chest, making his body vibrate slightly and Damien thought he would die.
"Easy boy, I'm going to let you have what you want, all in good time."
The leather that held Damien's cock strained, fighting to hold back days of need that the male thought would explode from his toes if he didn't get it soon. In his distraction of fur and heat, he noticed they were moving up. Loric was heading toward daylight again and Damien squirmed to get a better look. Loric popped him hard on the ass and the other grunted, settling as directed by his bestial lover. He felt so pathetic, just some little toy, an amusement to a higher being that loved to watch him in pain. And he, the most pathetic thing of all, letting his cock rule him like this. So hard he couldn't stand it, Damien nearly forgot about the growing light and when his eyes were finally flooded by full daylight he closed them and jerked in Loric's grasp. He felt a paw like hand stroke his back and shivered, squinting as he opened his eyes slowly. He wanted to ask a million things but nothing came of it with that bit in his mouth.
Finally getting his eyes adjusted, Damien took a look around where they were. He wasn't too surprised to see they were back on the same plateau of rock that he had originally tried to escape from. Loric released the spreader from between Damien's knees and yet his legs didn't move, he didn't want his thighs to touch his cock; it was far too sensitive for any kind of stimulation. Loric unfastened the gag next and tossed both things into the mouth of the cavern. Damien took the chance to work his very sore jaw and groaned at the sharp pain in it. He didn't dare speak though, he learned his lesson on that account and there fore just enjoy the moments without the bit. Loric said nothing, only continued in his path, starting down the mountain. Damien's head spun with a million ideas. Was he being released? Was he going to see Jake down there, how long had he been in that cave and what did Loric plan to do with him? There were so many questions and he couldn't ask a one of them. He was carried down the rock face, his cock thrusting into Loric's shoulder any chance he got and a whimper leaving his parted lips when he was slapped on the rear and told to settle. Gods he wanted to cum, anything to be allowed to cum. All other needs were set aside for just that one as he found himself at the bottom of the rock face. Loric still hadn't put him down, carrying the much smaller figure on, he walked in the direction of the camp site. Damien's mind was torn away from his need for just a few moments, dreading what might be to come. What if Jake was still there, what if he saw his pal like this, groaning like a whore for this thing to fuck him?
As if sensing what Damien was thinking, Loric again ran the soft pads of his clawed hand over the man's back, nipping lightly at his hip.
"Relax, your friend left weeks ago."
WEEKS!? How long had he been in that cave? Damien paled, Jack must have left him for dead, just gone and never looked back, but why? Why hadn't anyone come looking for him? Right Dame, and where are they going to look? In the bowels of a cave that no one knows about? It made sense, even if they sent a hundred people up here, that rock face looked like solid stone from all angles, even he wouldn't be able to find it again if he really wanted to. Damien sagged against his captor, feeling the last strings of hope fleeing him as he was carried. He was stuck here, stuck as this...this things toy. With a deep breath he just closed his eyes, letting the tears fall for the first time since he was captured. Silently sobbing as he was carried off, with no hope, no reason to think anyone was looking for him, and no chance in over powering his dominator.
There was a small wet place on Loric's shoulder by the time the great beast like creature came to a stop. Damien had nearly forgotten all about his needy cock except for the moments when Loric shifted greatly and he was pressed hard up against that fur-covered mound of muscle. He felt himself be removed from his arm bondage, his shoulders so sore he groaned and his tears finally stopping. He was moved again, his feet hitting the cool grass below and he blinked as he found himself before the hot spring. His body ached and the warm, steaming waters looked so good he wanted to dive right in. A glance was paid up to his captor and then away, his fits clenching slightly as he felt a warm paw push him toward the hot pool.
"Go on, I'm sure it's going to feel good."
Loric stepped up with him, lowering Damien into the water with both hands on his hips and then soon followed after. The water rose a great deal, flowing over the edges and splashing up against Damien's tired body. He just watched as Loric made himself comfortable on the underwater ledge. His arms were placed along the edge and his legs stretched out, he gave a motion of his head and Damien slowly slid into his lap. Damien was used to this pose, they often took it when Loric bathed him. He felt the other's slightly swollen sheath swell a bit more under his tortured ass and squirmed to get comfortable. That only made the muscle swell more and he looked away as his cock jumped. He was so needy he thought he would die of it but he knew better then to try and touch himself or release the leather on his balls. Loric slid one hand under the water and laced his large figures around Damien's cock, lightly stroking it. Damien gripped the beast's large forearm and clung tightly as he whimpered.
"Please..."
He know he might be gagged for speaking and as soon as he said it he wished he hadn't, but he had to do something, anything to cum. Loric didn't react to the word, just smirked and stroked a bit harder.
"I'm sure you have a lot of questions boy, so I'm going to give you a choice. You can either ask your questions to your heart's content, or I can suck you off into bliss. But you only get one or the other. And if you pick questions well, you go another week without release."
Damien wanted to scream, that bastard, he had been planning this all along. Using his need like this. He bit his lower lip when one warm finger stroked over his tip and pressed in firmly, his hands gripped tight on Loric's arm and he gasped.
"Please don't make me choose, I can't...."
"I can pick for you if you like?" Loric grinned, just teasing and stroking the boy's member as he played his head games.
Damien groaned, how was he supposed to think with this going on. Then he felt the other hand slid under him, large fingers stroking over his tight entrance. He didn't know what Loric did to keep him like that. Any normal person would be stretched and wearing diapers to control themselves but something in the nearly liquid mix he was fed from day to day kept his body like new for the beast that took him. He was turning into such a slut, leaning back against the hand that teased him and thrusting up into the other palm, Damien just gave way to whatever Loric wanted of him.
"I'll take that as your answer."
Both palms left Damien's throbbing body and the Acarian moved under his captive. Taking hold of Damien's hips, the creature pulled him up to rest on the ledge of the hot spring. Perched there with Loric before him, Damien grew restless, nervous as to what was going to happen to him. Loric didn't look uneasy at all, he went right to work, sliding his claws ever lightly up the side of Damien's thighs and pulling them apart roughly. Dame didn't give a moment of resistance and leaned back on his palms as he was positioned. Hips tired hard not to thrust up, he wanted so badly to feel anything embrace his hot cock that he would be more then happy to just jerk himself off. Yet his captor had something else in mind.
Loric leaned down, snapping the thin piece of leather that bound Damien's cock for so many days with nothing more then a snip of his claws. Damien held extremely still as the beast did this, worried of course about getting any flesh in the way of those claws. Then suddenly he was on his back, Loric had placed his hand to the other's chest and knocked him back to the ground. He felt wet fur smother his groin and groaned as he couldn't fight the needy thrust upward he gave. His thoughts were torn away when he heard a snarl in one ear and felt Loric's teeth snap down on his ear lobe to further get his attention. Damien didn't move, he didn't breath as he just lay there and waited for his fate.
"Do you know why you are out here? Do you realize why you were kept locked up so long?"
He didn't want to answer. It might make the beast mad or simply count as asking questions rather then having his desperately needed release. Finally, after another harsh bite of his ear, he shook his head slightly, closing those baby blues as if they could some how block any violence, keep at bay the beasts temper if he just didn't see it coming. Loric smirked, running his hands along his pet's sides and cupping his thighs lightly. Lifting them, he placed Damien's knees over those large shoulders and jerked him closer. The youth gasped and dug his nails into the soft ground, preying to live a little longer.
"You tried to escape. Try it again, and you wont see daylight for a year. Am I understood?"
Blue opened slowly and he looked at the form that lay partly on top of him. His legs wide open and access to his most intimate space on display for this creature that had been his caregiver for nearly a month, Damien couldn't help but fall into submission. He wasn't the submission type, in fact most of his relationships, however brief, held him as the more dominate force, but Loric; Loric didn't ask, he commanded, and anything caught in his way or refusing to obey was crushed under him. Damien nodded softly, looking up into odd yellow eyes and cleared his throat.
"Y..yes. I understand."
"Good. Now lay back and enjoy your release, you never know when I'll allow another."
Damien nodded softly again and did as he was told, just in time to feel Loric's velvet mouth wrap around the tip of his throbbing cock. The wet silk like feeling made his eyes roll back and he gasped for air. He was sure he would cum right there and then but the beast cupped his amused balls and squeezed them firmly. The mild pain held back his release, while Loric suck the thick length deep into his mouth and began to draw on him. Damien was going insane; he bucked up into the other's mouth and clawed at the ground.
"Please!"
He didn't know what else to say, anything, anything to be allowed his released.
"Please Loric, please, I'll be good, I swear it!"
The beast just smirked and sunk his mouth deeper down along that shaft, suckling him in until Damien thought he would die right there. His mouth began to move over the flesh, drawing it in, down his throat, swallowing and lashing his tongue along the tip. Damien bucked, crying out and grasping so hard at the ground below he was wedging his fingers in the dirt. His back arched, leaning up into Loric's mouth and completely giving in to everything the creature was doing to him. His ass was cupped and he felt the long black talons of the beast's hands lightly dig into his flesh. He didn't care; he wanted his bliss more then anything in the world.
One thick digit of the creature's hand slid forcefully into Damien's ass and he cried out loudest of all. In the same moment, Loric released the youth's sack and allowed Damien his release. White, hot females burst behind the doctor's eyes and he chocked on his own gasp. Molten seed exploded from his cock and splashed against the back of the creature's mouth. Loric drank him in, suckling harder to milk all Damien had to offer and he purred when he got the taste teasing along his tongue. Damien couldn't move, he never had come so hard in his entire life and it wasn't stopping. Loric just kept drawing on him, teasing his abused cock and somehow keeping him right at that peek. Damien couldn't take much more; he was sobbing silent tears at the immense pleasure that just wouldn't subside. Loric just smiled, drawing every last drop of seed from the male's body and lapping it down. Finally he pulled back, releasing Damien's cock and letting him catch his breath. He panted hard, gasping for air for a few long moments before finally letting his back fall to the ground and his heart calm. His head was swirling and he didn't know where he was for a long while, until he felt the ground below him leave and his body was engulfed in water. His sore muscles began to relax and he groaned his protest when Loric pulled him close. He wanted to sleep now, just fall into unconciseness and enjoy his high, but it seemed that his captor had more in mind.
With a soft moan he let his head fall onto Loric's shoulder, enjoying the heat and attention the creature was paying to his back. Those long nails were stroking him like a kitten and Damien couldn't help but purr.
"You are going to make a wonderful pet. You are already learning your place aren't you?"
Damien looked up at that, his eyes coming open a little more, still dazed from his high and not ready to let it go yet. However, the words were troubling, and he looked at his captor with a puzzled expression.
"What do you mean?"
It hadn't dawned on him that he wasn't allowed to speak again, or so was the rule since he "chose" the orgasm over the question and answer session. Still, he had asked, and it looked that Loric was going to reply.
"You are my pet now human, my personal toy. Don't worry, so long as you obey you will enjoy your slavery."
"Slavery?"
Damien's eyes went wide as all his previous bliss was washing away. He felt Loric's hand squeeze his thigh firmly, as if warning him not to try anything. He tried to settle but his heart rate had just tripled and he was suddenly feeling like a caged bird.
"How long are you going to keep me?"
Loric smirked and slid his hand up the boy's thigh, cupping his sack and stroking it gently. Damien flinched, he was rather sore down there and the lightest touches were painful.
"I'm going to keep you as long as you last. And as long as you prove to be a worthy toy, human males have very specific roles on my planet."
Again Damien was taken aback. He looked up at those strange yellow eyes with a sense of terror. Loric smirked and drew in a deep breath, causing his chest to rise and fall heavily.
"Come on, I'll take you back. I suppose there are a few questions that must be answered."
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Damien was allowed to walk back to the rock face, there, Loric picked him up and carried him up to the opening. Set down once more, he followed the creature into a new cavern, one he hadn't been in before and though it was like all the rest, it did however, have more light. The smooth cave walls didn't look normal, and the groove in the sides from time to time indicated they were hand made. He wondered if Loric had found these caverns or if he might have made them. That thought was cut off as they rounded a corner and Damien came face to face with a shocking development. Loric stood off to the side, folding his massive arms over his chest and letting Damien have a good look. The young man walked forward, hands at his side and mouth agape, he had never seen anything like this, out side a science fiction book. Huge long pods lined the walls of this cavern, at least two dozen and all of them filled with male humans. Each coffin like structure housed another man, of all walks of life, all well built, handsome men that looked to be between their late teens and early twenties. Each man had three tubes running from them to the structure that housed them, a mask like device that covered the mouth and nose with a tube that ran down into a main stretch; and two more that connected to that main tube and ran up between the their thighs. Each wore a pair of brief like underwear that seemed to fit them like a mold. The two smaller tubes were connected to front and back of the briefs, obviously keeping the digestive system flowing. The rounded off tips held lights at the top and all were flashing a slow green.
Damien paled. These must be the other hikers, the other men that went missing the paper talked about. He looked back to Loric who had moved up behind him, stroking his fingers along the youth's neck. Damien's hair had grown a great deal and it nearly rested at the middle of his back. Loric played with it, obviously enjoying the long strands of silky chocolate.
"These males will be sold at auction. As I said, there are specific roles for human's on my planet. One of which is slavery. The other is a food group."
"What? You mean you eat us?"
Loric chuckled, pushing Damien forward to have a better look at the young bucks in their odd containers. He stumbled forward and looked over one of the younger men. He couldn't be any older then seventeen but he was thickly muscled, handsome and extremely well endowed. Even though the tubes that connected to the briefs kept them covered, they still allowed for a deep set out line of their cocks. Damien just looked on the boy with heartfelt pity for him. He was so young and already trapped into this slavery with such a creature as Loric.
"No, we don't eat you; at least not your body parts and flesh. Our size demands that we intake a great deal of protein and when we are in space that need triples because of the loss of gravity and the way our metabolisms work. The semen you human males make is mostly protein, and can serve for a major source of our needs. We don't take enough human's to live off of, but those we do have are like a delicacy. A good producer can go for as much as ten or twenty platinum bars, which is roughly a hundred to two thousand dollars in human money."
Damien stared up at yellow eyes like Loric had gone insane. Not that he was ever sane to begin with but this took the cake. Cum was a delicacy. Loric smiled and leaned down, biting Damien's ear lightly. The other pushed away from him but met with a hard slap to the ass for his defiance. The next nip to his ear was accepted and he stood still as the creature played with his shoulder and hair.
"Pets, good pets, are much more valuable. It's like having your personal tap any time you want it, and if a pet is well trained and has a good taste, consistency, so forth, they are worth more. The highest I've ever seen a well-trained toy go for was 1,535 platinum bars. That's over ten million in human money. But he was a lot better behaved then you, not so damn resistant. But that's why I like you, and why I'm taking you for my own personal toy."
Damien just kind of stared into space. Selling human's for the simple need of something to fuck and eat....he felt his stomach turn and realized he hadn't eaten anything in about a day, and at the moment he was glad, he felt like he might be sick. Loric kissed his cheek and turned away, flicking an electric button on the side of the wall that turned off the overhead lights. Damien turned to look at the creature and drew in a breath.
"Will they all be pets?"
Loric paused and turned to look at him.
"No, some are too defiant to ever be broken in, they just get shipped off to the right places, sold like kegs of bear for the local establishments. Pets are much better off if you ask me. They get homes, beds, and more freedom in most cases. Almost all others end up in a pod like that one, just being milked so to speak. They are lucky if they are even allowed to wake up."
Damien suddenly felt very grateful to be chosen as a pet rather then just a sperm bank. He went to Loric's side with another glance at the young boy and mentally wished him well. All thoughts of escape were fading. Even Jack had given up on him and even if he got away, who would believe him? He wished he could help them, help them get away, and escape his fate. Yet as Loric laced a heavy arm around his hips and drug him close, he knew that even if he got the others free, he was trapped.
"Come on, you need something to eat and something suitable for the trip to Acaria. We leave in two days. That's when the transport ship will be arriving."
"You've been here a long time haven't you?"
Damien glanced up at his captor and waited, not sure if he would get smacked for his question or an answer. Loric nodded and that was the end of it. He nudged Damien down the hallway and followed close behind him as they entered a much, much larger chamber. This one had what looked like furniture. There was a large bed, a metal trunk like case and a small tall object that could pass for a dresser. The bed was low to the ground, covered in soft looking sheets and large pillows. Damien wanted to jump in and curl up under the warm looking blankets but he refrained. Looking up to his captor he lifted a brow, wondering if this was something like the Master's room.
"That's right. When I'm not baby sitting you, I'm in here."
Damien blinked and followed as Loric led him over to the metal dresser like object. He looked over the room more so as Loric began to rummage through a few drawers. He was snapped out of his thoughts when a forest green hand came to pop him on the rear. That was really starting to hurt now but it did get Damien's full attention. He looked up to the clothing Loric held and blinked again.
"Those just the under garments, I hope."
Loric chuckled deep in his chest and tossed the briefs and chest harness onto the bed. Damien grunted as he was nudged toward them. The black, extremely thin material of the briefs would hide nothing. It would barely cover him at all; the only good aspect of it being it wasn't see-through. He slid each leg into the garment and held it in place, they were far too big for him, wouldn't even hold to his hips, how was he supposed to wear these. Looking up to Loric, he opened his mouth to speak but shut it again when the clothing began to change. He looked down as the material began to shrink, it kept going and going until he didn't need to hold it any long. Not uncomfortably around his hips, he smiled and looked to the chest harness. Only the cloth hadn't stopped. It kept tightening and he looked down again as he felt his cock and balls become very snug in the thin material. Slightly panicked, he glanced up to yellow gaze and ran his hands over the briefs, tugging on them and trying to loosen them. Loric grasped his hands and pulled the boy close to him, just smiling as he watched the garment get tighter.
It didn't stop until Damien was so snuggly fit in those briefs they looked to be painted on. His cock jumped from the pressure on it and he squirmed in Loric's arms to try and get comfortable. That was an impossibility, and he knew that was the whole purpose of the garment, to make him squirm and very aware of his cock. Loric smiled and finally released him, pushing him toward the chest harness with a scrape of his nails to the back of his pet's shoulder. Damien stepped up to the chest harness and looked it over. He had seen a lot of these in his time, but never tried one on or even knew how to go about putting one on. Loric stepped up behind him and took the harness from Damien's grasp, he gave the pet a slight smile as he opened the two buckles and slid it over the boy's shoulders. He moved the X crossing strips of leather over Damien's chest and back, buckling them under the arms and making sure the bondage wasn't too tight but snug enough not to fall off.
Patting Damien's rear he motioned the youth up onto the bed and Damien went willingly, he wanted to sleep there, but he had a feeling his Master had more in mind. Taking a seat on the bed, folding his legs Indian style and his hands in his lap. Loric lowered to sit on the edge of the bed and smiled as he looked the pet over.
"That will due until we get home. Those seem to fit you well."
Damien scoffed and looked down to his out lined cock. These so called clothes were nothing but a thin layer of fabric to keep him contained, not covered. Looking up to the soft pillows and warm silk that lay under him, Damien sighed. He wanted to sleep, and he was hungry.
"I wont start your training until we are on the ship. It's pointless when I don't have most of the things I need. They should be here by morning, but we wont leave until the next day."
Damien looked up at that bestial face and nodded slightly, he wanted to go home, he wanted to see Jack and at least say goodbye but he knew that was impossible. Loric would never let him go. He wouldn't get two feet in the wrong direction before Loric was on top of him. He felt like crying again, but refused to let himself. He would have to find a way to get out of here, anything, any way to get to help.