Dude to slave Part 11

Author: jackbootlad
Title: Dude to slave Part 11
Date: 01 September 2010

The relentless fucking was having the desired effect. Slowly but surely, Josh's hole was widening as was the hole of the other boi. The poppers were having the desired effect and Josh's butt crack was moist with the lube and his own sweat. IN his poppered up state, he could feel dripping coming out of his arse - a new sensation - and he knew that however big his master's rod was, it would just slide in and out with ease and he would be fucked like a whore.

Eventually, the helper boi was ordered to stop pulling the pulley and the two slaves came to rest, feet on the swing boards. Al had finished his cigar and felt it was time for a fuck - a nice, good hard fuck so that he could pump his seed into the body of one of his slaves. That thought gave him an instant erection - he would be inside them, fertilizing them and making them his. It was almost a shame that they couldn't give birth to mini-slaves - a race born to serve him and his friends - a bit like Alien. God that moment when the alien erupted through the guy's stomach was horny, Al thought to himself. 'Ok, get them across to the horses' Al ordered the helper slave. The horses, of course, were two wooden benches over which a slave could be strapped, arse in the air, ready for a good fucking. Neither Josh nor the other boi were capable of moving themselves. The poppers had completely fucked up their minds and their eyes had glazed over. They would come round within a few minutes but that was just enough time for them to be strapped into place. The helper slave unstrapped Josh's boots from the foot traps, took him by the arm and led him over to one of the benches. Either side were two more foot traps big enough to place each wellington boot into. Once each boot was placed into the space, a wingnut screw was used to tighten top and bottom of the strap and a metal strap was then clipped over the top. The helper pushed Josh forward so that his torso was across the horse. His belt and fist mitts were still on so he could, strictly speaking, move a lot of his body but Al wouldn't be allowing that. The helper slave repeated the process for the other boi and soon both bois were strapped, arses ready for fucking.

Al walked between the two bois and carefully removed their masks. 'I wanna hear you enjoying your rape, you whores' he said. 'You take this one' he said to the helper boi, pointing to Josh 'and I'll take the other'.

Both Al and the helper stepped up to the benches and almost in tandem inserted their cocks into the willing holes. The helper boi's cock was pretty huge. He was pretty fit and he seemed to be hung like a donkey. Josh felt the rod slide right in and groaned as the pumping began. He was also furious that he was being fucked by another slave but there was not a lot he could do about it. Meanwhile, the other boi was getting the full Al treatment and he was shouting with the pain. Both Al and the helper boi were methodical and machine-like: in, out, in, out, in, out, adjusting their cock to get the maximum traction from the walls of their respective boi's butts. The pumping continued for some time but as climax drew near, it sped up and Josh could feel the boi's legs slapping against his butt cheeks. Eventually, he shot his load with a cry of triumph and Josh felt a glob of creamy cum shoot up inside him. He had been well and truly fucked and, for the first time since he was taken down from the fucking maching, he felt horny. After all, his duty was to serve without question or thought for himself. He was the vehicle for the pleasure of others even if that meant another slave boi. The helper boi was withdrawing his cock from Josh's whole and wiping it carefully on his butt cheeks so that the cum would dry on his skin and he would have cum outside him and inside him.

'Untie them both' Al ordered. The helper boi obeyed and both Josh were standing, heads bowed. The helper took off their leather belts and fist mitts so that Josh and the other boi were now just in boots, collars and wrist restraints.

Al walked between them. 'Good bois' he murmmured. 'Now, it's time for a reward'. He pointed to the helper boi. 'He's all yours' he said, grinning and Josh knew that he wanted to get the bastard hurting so much...

End of Part 11