Wakeup Time Chapter 17
Wakeup Time – 17
(A slave story by Randall Austin)
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Robin danced his way next to Daniel, continued swaying to the music, and allowed their two dick tips to touch and joust. Each touch of their dick tips against each other, as their precum comingled, sent electric shocks through Daniel’s body.
Robin put his arms around Daniel, put their lips together, and kissed him passionately. The intense kissing lasted for several minutes.
It was only when Robin felt that both he and Daniel were within reach of a sexual explosion that he pulled his lips away from Daniel’s, licked Daniel’s cheek and ear, and then looked him in the eyes with a smile, “Now it’s time for me to get to the fun part; giving you the punishment you deserve!”
Daniel was crushed, but, more, he was profoundly resentful of how Robin went from an act of loving lust to one of apparent glee in the pain he was about to inflict.
Robin went to the implements counter and selected a five-foot long length of slender tubing with Y adapters at both ends and some lubricant.
Robin walked up to Daniel, holding up the tubing for him to see, “The top two ends of this tube are inserted into your nostrils, and one of the bottom ends is inserted up your anus, and the other bottom end is connected to the pump that is connected to the nitrogen hydride solution. I hope you’re going to enjoy this as much as I am!”
Robin was about to insert the tubing into Daniel’s nostrils but noticed that the clips that attach to the side of the nostrils in order to hold the tubing in place were missing, so he handed Daniel the bottle of lubricant, “Here hold this. I have to attach the clips to the nostril tubes.”
Robin made his way back to the implements counter and looked for the missing clips. As he did so, Daniel, in a fit of indignation, profound anger, and sexual frustration, quickly opened up the lube, squirted a huge gob of it onto his man shaft, threw the bottle of lube on the floor, and jack-lubed himself into a vengeance-seeking erection.
Robin found the nostril clips, attached them to the nasal tubing, and returned to Daniel, “We’re all set!”
Robin noticed that Daniel was no longer holding the lube, and asked, “Where is the lube? Give me the lube. I would hate to have to shove this thing up your ass without lube!”
Daniel snorted, “You won’t have to!” and in a flash grabbed Robin by both arms, spun him around, pushed him on the bed with his backside up, jumped on top of him, and hissed, “I’m gonna give you some lube; and it’s the lube on my dick that I’m about to shove up your sorry ass!”
Robin, dazed, protested, “You idiot! If you do this to me do you know what’s going to happen to you?”
Daniel ignored him as he guided his hungry, sex-deprived, slave dick up his overseer’s teen ass.
Robin shouted, “If you go through with this it’s a life term indenturement sentence for you!”
Daniel, sexually delirious after months of deprivation, simply laughed as he shoved his man pole deeper into Robin’s hole and eventually started pumping away; slowly at first. But soon his hip movements evolved into the wild kind of full-fucking, hard driving, knock-out, fuck session that only a sexually deprived beast can deliver.
After so many months of sexual deprivation, all that mattered to Daniel was the wild, wonderful, and raw, sensations coursing through his entire body as he fucked the shit out of his 17-year old, pinned-down, overseer.
As Daniel’s fuck pumps grew in intensity, he was vaguely aware that Robin had in no way given any struggle or signs of protest as he was being taken down nor, as now, he was being man-fucked like a little girl. In fact he was certain that he had heard Robin moaning in pleasure after the first few thrusts of his cock into his overseer’s twat.
Daniel continued with abandon to hump, pump, pinch, slap, lick, spit, spank, bite, kiss, squeeze, his prey, as he roared himself to a climax.
As Daniel neared his climax he copied a line from Robin, “I hope you’re enjoying this as much as I am, you sorry frat-boy wannabe!”
When Daniel sensed that climax time was near he reached under Robin’s hip, grabbed his dick, and jacked it as best he could. To his surprise Robin started shooting his load almost as soon as he touched his dick.
Daniel followed suit seconds later, and both slave and overseer let out shouts of ecstasy.
When it was over, Daniel stayed in position lying on top of Robin. Robin made no attempt to release himself as both freshly ejaculated boys caught their breaths.
And they remained in that position for over five minutes, with neither Daniel nor Robin saying a word.
Their post sex-act reverie was eventually broken by the voice of Terry calling out as he made his way down the basement stairs, “I’m home, Robin! I can hardly wait to see Daniel strapped to the procedures table enjoying his ammonia treatment!”
Once Robin realized that his brother was in the basement and had caught a glimpse of him lying in the bitch position under Daniel, he cried out, “Oh gawd Terry, help me. I’ve been raped. Help me!”
Terry immediately grabbed a canister of servitor control spray from the implements shelf and commanded, “Servitor Daniel Clark, I order you into submission; get off the bed and kneel on the floor with your hands behind your head!”
Daniel did as ordered, and Terry rushed to the bed to comfort his still prone brother, “Robin, are you okay?”
Robin began to quietly sob, “Oh bro. I am so humiliated. I have been defiled. I’ve been bitched like a whore. Daniel brutally raped me. How will I ever again be able to call myself a man?”
Terry hugged his brother, “Oh Robin, don’t you worry! I love you and will take care of you and help you to heal. This slave is going to pay for what he did to you; that I can assure you!”
Robin sat up from the bed and hugged his brother, “Oh sweet Terry, you saved my life! Who knows what Daniel was going to do to me next? I was terrified bro. It was so horrible, you can’t imagine!”
With that Robin’s sobs turned loud and convulsive. Terry hugged his brother ever more tightly as he eyed the slave kneeling in the position of submission with contempt.
Once Robin’s sobs subsided, Terry whispered in his ear, “Don’t you worry bro. I have a plan for this slave that I am sure dad will agree with!”
End of Part 17
Wakeup Time
(To Be Continued)
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