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The Island - Chapter 2
I rested a lot over the next day. My usual visits from Sergio continued. He brought food and serviced my urination needs and licked my asshole after every shit I had taken. I didn't consider myself gay but the sensations he gave me were wonderful. I had always been straight. Developing sexually around 15, my first "conquest" with a girl happened when I was in high school. I had developed a reputation you might say, of a stud at a young age. I was on all the sports teams and was pretty popular. Of course, I had done a little experimenting. A couple of "fag boys" as we called them, had sucked my cock as they had with others on our teams, when I was in school. When I graduated, not having a great deal of money, had opted to join the Navy at 18. My folks had encouraged it as a way to put me through college. Once I finished basic, I moved up rapidly and eventually joined the Navy Seals program. I liked it. I was still considered a stud by many. I was about 6 ft tall, nicely developed body, pretty smooth all over except for the usual male hair under the arms, legs, some on my arms, a nice crotch bush and some on my ass. My cock had grown to about 7 inches and was pretty thick. I guess you could say I had all the right equipment to satisfy sexually. By the way, my name is Chris. All of that had finally come back to me.
Sergio came in one morning and did his usual servicing. Damn, his mouth felt good on me even if I was a straight guy. No girl had ever made my cock feel so good and his tongue in my ass was so hot. While he massaged me, he said that I would be going to see the doctor and commander today. I was happy to hear that and hoped it meant getting the hell out of the hospital and going home or back to my troops.
He brought in a wheelchair and helped me get into it. I pointed out he had forgotten one thing. I wasn't dressed. I was still naked. He said that didn't matter but he would put a towel over me if I desired. I desired. Once the towel was in place around my waist, he rolled me out in the hallway. My first trip anywhere other than my room. Not having any roommate, I had no one to talk to other than the nurse and Sergio. It was nice to think I was going to get out of the hospital. I thought I would miss Sergio's "service" everyday but decided I could recover from it.
As he wheeled me down the hall, I was astonished to see the nurses in their uniforms but all the guys I saw, were nude! They didn't seem to be concerned or embarrasses by heir nakedness. Their ages seemed to range from mid teens to twenties. At 26, and having worked with many military recruits, I had a pretty good idea of the ages. I looked around at my surroundings and couldn't figure out what the deal was. Most of the naked guys were pretty physically fit. The had a variety of cock sizes, most looking like they could make anyone happy with their equipment.
It appeared that they were all reporting to the dressed women. I did see a few men who were dressed who appeared to be doctors, but they were the only dressed men. I felt a little less conspicuous about my being naked.
Sergio rolled me down the hall and eventually to an office area. He rolled me up to a set of double doors, knocked and was told to enter. He rolled me into the office. It was quite luxurious with paneled expensive looking wood walls, thick carpet and nice looking leather furniture. I noticed that at the desk, was seated a man in uniform and standing next to him was a man who appeared to be a doctor.
As Sergio rolled me toward the desk, the uniformed man stood and welcomed me. "Welcome to our little office, Captain." He said to me extending his hand. The doctor nodded and extended his hand as well. I shook both as the uniformed man began to speak.
"I see that Sergio has taken good care of you. You seem to be back in good health." I said that indeed had taken good care of me. He bowed to me and the other men acknowledging their compliment. "You are now well and we wanted to talk to you about what is next for you.
I expected they would tell me that I was going to be released and sent back to my country's military.
"You are now going to be here a long time," he said. I was a bit shocked. I asked about going home. "This is your home now, Captain." I explained that they must be mistaken as I was part of my country's military and that they want me to come back.
"Your countries military has established that you were killed in the explosion along with many others. Your family has been compensated for their loss. As far as anyone in the world knows except us, you are dead. You are no longer Captain Christopher Penny. He is dead to the world. You did have some fine memorials before they buried your remains." The military man said flatly.
I was agast. My mouth fell open in shock to hear this information. I asked that they correct it and get me back.
"That won't be happening", he replied. "Your home is now here. We will give you a new identity and you will now serve us. You don't have any choice in the matter."
"What if I don't?" I asked sarcastically. "You will be enslaved for awhile then we will kill you ourselves." He responded sternly.
'What do you mean enslaved/" I asked
"Similar to Sergio here, you will be kept and used as a slave. We will decide what to do with you. Maybe you will work at hard labor. Maybe you will be a house slave. Maybe we will make you a eunuch." It really doesn't matter. He pulled my towel back revealing my cock and balls. He reached down and touched my cock and then my balls. His touch went from gentle to harsh. I screamed out in pain and he began to release them. "Nice equipment down there." He commented. " I would hate to see your balls cut off as a punishment."
I reached down to check my package to see if all was ok. Damn that hurt!
You will be taken to see what we do here. If you decide to stay, you will have an opportunity to take a leadership role. If not, well ... you will see." He said.
"Sergio, you may leave now. We will keep Captain Chris with us for now and give him a little tour. We will summon you if needed.
Sergio bowed and turned and exited the room.
"You may stand and put this on if you wish." He said handing me a small loin cloth. I looked at it as if to say you must be kidding. He wasn't. The doctor came over and showed me how to put it on. I stood totally naked except for the small loin cloth that hid little. He summoned another young man to come in. He too was naked and shaved at his pubic area. He was a striking looking youth of about 20 who immediately stood at attention after he arrived.
The uniformed man went up to him and grabbed his cock and balls. Although I could see a look of pain in his face, he said nothing. His balls were squeezed firmly. The doctor went up to him with a small device that was placed on his balls. It looked like a press of some kind. His balls were placed between the two metal layers and the doctor began to tighten the exposed screws. I could see the device begin to squeeze and flatten the young mans balls. I wanted to cover my balls reacting to what must have been a painful experience for the young man. After a few moments, the doctor stopped screwing the bolts. The young man choked out a "thank you, Sir!" but I was sure he was less than thankful for the ordeal.
"This young man is in our program. He did not come willingly but as you can see, now allows me to do whatever I want to his body and he doesn't complain. If I chose to cut off his cock or nuts, he would now allow it even if I let him bleed out and die. The young man had a nice build and was tanned all over from his nudity. His dark eyes looked straight ahead but I could detect a few tears as he suffered from the pain. He stood at attention with his hands cupped behind his head. The doctor returned to the uniformed man, leaving the young man standing and suffering. The doctor now picked up a fairly large dildo and returned to the youth. He ordered him to bend over. The young man did so turning to expose his ass to us. Bent over, the doctor pulled his cheeks apart, found his hole and pushed the dildo into his ass. No lube of any kind had been used. The young stifled back a scream which became more of a grunt as the big dildo was shoved in. although it was about 7 inches long, only about two inches protruded. The boy was told to stand and he returned to the upright position. The military man walked over to the boy as the doctor stepped back. He undid his pants letting them fall. The boy immediately dropped to his knees still with hands behind his head, so that his face was at the man's crotch. The military man stuck his cock into the boy's mouth. The boy began to lick it and take it in deeply. I watched as the boy serviced the penis for several minutes before I heard a grunt from the military man who shot a load of cum into this mouth. Damn, I thought, was this what it looked like when Sergio sucked me off? Only a moment or so passed and the boy held the cock in his mouth. The military man started to piss. I'm sure the boy was unprepared for the flow but sucked the yellow liquid into his mouth. It was coming so fast, he didn't seem to be able to swallow it all. Some dripped out of his mouth and ran down his chin and dropped on the floor. When he was done, the military man pulled his cock out and slapped the boy harshly across the face.
"I'm sorry Sir, that I lost some of your precious juice!" the boy said. His face was red from the slap. He immediately bent down and licked up the spilled piss.
"Don't ever let that happen again or I will cut your balls off, slave!" the military man.said.
"Yes, Sir" was all the boy said. He was ordered to stand again. I noticed through the ordeal that my cock had gotten hard.
"This slut will lead us to see the place where you will now call home." The military man said firmly looking at me.
I was told to get out of the wheelchair. I still had on my loin cloth and they made no effort to remove it.
The boy, still with a dildo deep in him and his balls squeezed by the ball crusher began to move toward the side door where he had come in. the doctor and military man motioned for me to follow. We were led into a stair well where we went outside.
Standing outside was a small cart. Instead off a horse or donkey, two young men were bridled into the cart. The youth with the dildo was tied to the back of the cart. The military man, the doctor and I were helped in. the military man pulled out a crop and smacked it on the ass of the two boys pulling the cart. The cart started forward and we were on our way. I noticed that the young men pulling the cart were also totally naked and barefoot. I thought how it must hurt them to be pulling a cart with three men in it jogging along the pavement. The other young boy, attached to the back with the ball crushers had all he could do to jog with a dildo up his ass to keep up with the cart. The two boys pulling looked to be about 18 to 20. Their hair was cut short, military style and most of their body hair had been shaven off I did notice that they too had something shoved in the asses but what stuck out was made to look like a horse's tail. The sweat on their backs was evident as they ran along pulling the cart. I thought it was so inhumane of the military man to be having these poor youth pulling us along.
As we travelled along a pleasant looking street, I noticed several other slaves pulling riders in carts similar to the one I was in. Most were being pulled by just one youth but several had two. They were all naked also. Most of the riders seemed to be well dressed women, some with children. I also noticed women walking along on the sidewalks with young naked boys wearing collars and leashes. I happened to see one woman seated on a park bench. Her legs were apart and I could see a person up under her skirt. It appeared to be a younger boy but I couldn't tell exactly. The streets were tree lined and several hotels and inns were along the way along with some shops. What the hell kind of city was this with all these naked boys and men? I had never seen anything like it.
We eventually approached a tall fence with barbed wire across the top. There was a large gate blocking the road. Our cart stopped outside of the gate. A military looking guy wearing only somewhat short shorts approached. He saluted the military man with me and looked to the doctor as well. He glanced at me but paid little attention. I felt strange wearing only the loin cloth but after what I had seen in the streets, it didn't seem too strange. The soldier at the gate had on no shirt, but had dog tags around his neck. It made me wonder where my tags had gone as it was the first time I realized I didn't have them on me. The soldier motioned to two other naked boys standing at the gate, motioning for them to open it. Once opened, we went through and proceeded down a smaller road toward a building in the distance.
The military man finally spoke to me saying we had been through the city and were now approaching the training compound. I nodded not real sure what that meant. When we got to the building, the cart stopped and we stepped out. I couldn't help but notice as we exited and began walking, one of the boys pulling our cart, stated to piss and shit on the ground. It was what I had seen many times when a horse pulled a cart or wagon. Immediately, a young boy went out with a small shovel and scooped up the shit. The horse boy said or did nothing.
The doctor saw me looking and told me that boys trained to be horses or pony boys as he called them, were never allowed to use a bathroom. Like animals, they shit and pissed in the street like horses do. Young boys at various stations were made to come out and clean up the mess. There was no wiping of the pony boys asses. He explained that when they were returned to their barns, they would be hosed down and a hose would be inserted in their assholes to wash them. In the meantime, some flies and such might land on them but they were no allowed to sho them away as they were held securely into their harness. The horse boys did not look at us but merely dropped their heads and looked toward the ground. They didn't speak to one another either. The young boy who cleaned up the mess, was seen bringing a pail of water that they were able to drink from.
The military man came around and untied the youth who was made to run behind our cart. Still wearing the dildo and the ball crushers, he was lead by a leash toward the building with us. When we entered, a guard was there to push a button to open the interior doors. We walked down a hall of mostly closed doors. I thought I could hear screaming in some other part of the building but couldn't be sure. I decided I really didn't like the place at all. We walked up to a room and the man in military dress, entered a code on the door opening it. We walked in. The doctor spoke privately to the military man and excused himself to go elsewhere. I stood in my loin cloth, the youth stood naked except for his collar, the ball crushers and the dildo in his ass. The military man showed me to a chair. The boy stood near the door. As the military man sat down across from me, I said that I needed to excuse myself to go to the bathroom. He snapped his fingers and the youth came up and stood in front of me. I looked at little surprised as he knelt down with hands cupped behind his head. He leaned into my crotch lifting the front of the loin cloth. I looked to the military man and he said go ahead and use the slave as your toilet. I explained that I needed more than a piss. I had not had a chance to take a shit that morning as was usual. The military man snapped his fingers again and the youth laid down in front of me.
"He will take your shit and anything else. Go ahead and get it done as I don't have all day. I will go to my office and be back in ten minutes." He said and walked toward another door. The youth laid down and asked me to position myself over his face. I couldn't imagine doing anything like that - shit on a person. "If you are having problems starting, I will massage your hole with my tongue. It usually produces results" was all he said.
Seeing no alternative, I croutched down over the boy and lowered my ass to his face. I felt I couldn't do this in this place or with the boy. Immediately, his tongue came out and he began to lick about my hole. His tongue entered me and continued to move around. Suddenly, my anal muscles wanted relief. I felt a turd sliding out. I tried to say something, a warning or something, but he seemed prepared and let the shit slide out of me and into his mouth. I heard him gag a little but he went to work attempting to get it in his mouth. A little more came out and he took that also. I looked down toward his legs and noticed his cock got a little bit harder. I don't know how as his balls were still squeezed by the clamping device. Once I was done, I started to get up but he eased me back down so he could tongue out my hole. Fuck. Human toilet paper I thought! The sensation was as good as when Sergio had tongued me each day. After a few minutes of bliss of his tongue deep in my hole, I started to rise. I noticed my cock had also gotten hard. This was turning me on! "Your piss, Sir?" he asked. He pulled my cock to his mouth and I let out a gusher of piss which he swallowed with all his ability. When the stream finally ended, he kissed and licked the tip of my cock head. Damn he was good!
Just then, the military man came back in. He ordered the boy to clean up and he hurriedly left the room with some stains of shit around his mouth. As he stood, he bowed and thanked me for "gift" to him. It sounded sincere. The boy left the room.
The military man told me to sit down. I was still uncomfortable wearing only the short garment that hid my cock and ass, but did as I was told.
He finally introduced himself as Commander Scott. He said he was in charge of all military and training on the island. I still didn't exactly know what island but figured it had to be in the tropics somewhere.
"Since your government believes you are dead, we saw this as an opportunity to get a good military leader for our island. We have decided that you would make an excellent assistant to me and oversee the training of our slaves. Let me tell you a little about it.
The Island is actually a resort mostly controlled by women. Men here, for the most part, are slaves. The island caters to women who want to vacation here or men who want the same. They come here for the weather but also because they can have men or boys to use as they please. Men, unless in authority, such as me, have no rights. Many of the women move here permanently. We have air travel to all parts of the world." He said all this rather matter of factly as if it were the norm.
"I don't know that I want to be hear, Commander." I said. "I think I would prefer to go home and simply let the government correct its error about my death and return to my career."
"That is not an option." He said. "You will either choose to cooperate or we will actually have to enslave you and use you until you die naturally or we decide to kill you. You are our slave captive, Captain. We will make all decisions for you. If you choose to cooperate and help us, you can have a pretty good life.. If not, then you will also be enslaved and done with as we please."
"What I am supposed to do here as your assistant?" I asked.
"You will train our boys and men to be good servants. Sometimes you will need to discipline them but you will always be in charge of them."
I'm not sure what training I could do. I'm not into training men to be slaves." I said.
"Of course you are. Good soldiers are essentially slaves for a cause. The cause here is to offer pleasure." He said. "Let me show you around. Follow me."
He explained that some of his men and slaves came here willingly with the promise of good wages and lots of free sex. Of course, that didn't really happen. They were given little money and the sex was totally controlled. Others were either sold to us in an underground human bondage trade or were kidnapped. The kidnapped ones were usually custom ordered because of their looks, physique or some other quality. Still others are now being raised here on the compound. We allow some of the slaves to be breeders. When the women deliver boy babies, the child is quickly taken and their training begins as soon as they can walk and talk. They are raised to be servant slaves. The good news there is that they know no other life and become much easier to train. The tough ones are those who are kidnapped or sold. They come with their own problems and sometimes resist being turned into slaves. Eventually thorough careful breeding, we will have to rely less on importing and raise our own crop of slaves."
"What about the girls/" I asked
"They are kept to see if they are good breeding material. If not, they are used in labor or simply put down. Someday, we may create an area of the island for men visitors to come and find female sex slaves but so far the Women Masters in charge haven't approved that,." he said matter of factly.
I was kind of stunned. I had never heard of this place. It turns out that the island is advertised mostly to women and gay men all over the world. Their way of controlling does not talk about slavery but a delightful place where anyone can come for a price to enjoy the pleasures of male companionship. No mention is ever made of how the males get here or what they do exactly.
The commander led me out of the room down the hall to begin showing me the training. We passed a room with large windows. Inside, were many naked boys from age 3 to 10. They were involved in many activities from game playing, some seem to be involved in tutoring and others were involved in wrestling or other exercise.
The Commander told me that all boys were sent here to be trained. They received basic skills in reading, writing and math. They were also started at an early age, to exercise, run and taught to swim.
"Once they get to about 8, they also begin to learn about sex. You will see that in the next room,' he said.
We walked to the next room where slightly older boys, maybe to age 15, were housed. I was a little surprised to look down and see them involved in sexually exploring one another, sucking or fucking one another or being used by young women to pleasure the women. One boy had his face between the girl's legs obviously licking her pussy. Another was seen spread out on the floor. A women was sitting on a small stool placed over his face. He was eating her ass. Another boy of about 12 was being played with by a woman. His genitals were being fondled and it appeared he had something in his ass.
"Boys are trained that they are merely play toys for the women to use. They will learn to pleasure women anyway the women wants as well as learn to accept abuse willingly from any master who they are given to. Once they are teens, we separate them based on their looks, physical features and how well they are responding. They are then sent out in public and to the vacation destination part of the island. Many of our women want young boys. Some of course prefer men. Those who don't make it in training, are sent out to do much harder physical work. You may have noticed the young men who were our "pony boys." They were deemed to be better suited to that and are assigned there.
"I thought they were quite good looking." I said.
"Yes, they may be physically attractive but they didn't have the physical equipment or demeanor to be sex objects for a woman. Some of them are taken and castrated. That way we know they can't impregnate any girl. It is kind of sad to see their balls cut off which is done publicly. There are some women who enjoy watching a male have his balls cut off. We may do someone later today so you will get to witness it."
"What if they don't cooperate?" I asked.
"That mostly happens with the kidnapped ones. We give them time to get used to their new lives but sometimes we have to simply put them away. We allow some of our visitors to come and watch and all slave boys are gathered to witness it too. This reminds all of them what will happen if they aren't cooperative. They are usually tortured and whatever the witnesses want to see, is done to them. Some die in the process and others are killed afterwards. It can be a bloody scene. Of course we never tell the visitors what eventually happens to them. The visitors believe they are mended and put back for more serving. Otherwise, negative word would get out about our island and it would be bad for business!
"Now that you have had a quick look at the training, I think you should witness the punishment area. If you choose to cooperate with us, you might be overseeing that as well. If you don't cooperate, you too might be one of those you will see punished.." he said
I felt a sick feeling in my stomach. Looking around, there didn't seem to be any choice in the matter for me right now. I decided to follow.
End of chapter 2