Kidnapped into Slavery part 5

Author: plugged
Title: Kidnapped into Slavery part 5
Date: 28 September 2008

Kidnapped into Slavery
by: Skinphil
skinphil1@yahoo.com


Part 5

The suite was large by anyone's standard. It had a large sitting room with a bar that seated 6 around it, a small galley, a huge bathroom with spar-bath and double ended shower, a gigantic bedroom with 2 king-size beds joined together, and a powder room for visiting guests. A walk in wardrobe completed the suite. As the door closed, Fredrik became an animal, attacking Sonny immediately, removing his jacket, slipping the braces off his shoulders, and unbuttoning his shirt. "Ooh, you smell so good, I could smell your body all night, and wanted the dinner to finish so I could get you here to my lair. My cock has been hard all night long, just smelling your body odour. You do not use colognes or deodorants at all do you?" "No, a man should always smell like a man." Sonny said as he started to undress Fredrik. "Do I smell like a man Sonny?" Fredrik was serious in his question to Sonny. "No, you smell like a perfume factory. I cannot smell you, the man, just your perfume, like a woman." Sonny continued to undress him, and was about to undo his zip when Fredrik pulled him towards the bathroom. "Let's shower Sonny, together." Sonny followed the leader, and Fredrik pulled him to the shower, turning it on at both ends. The water began to steam, and Fredrik pulled Sonny into the shower, both of them still partly dressed. They continued to undress, Sonny starting to passionately kiss Fredrik's body all over, and Fredrik licking and sucking Sonny's shaven head.

The soaked clothes were flung out of the shower, and they both stood together naked in the shower, kissing and groping each other. It was Sonny who made the first move, lowering his head and moving himself to the rear of Fredrik. His tongue started to lick Fredrik's' ass, rimming his sphincter, probing his anus with his tongue, and fingers. Fredrik was responding by hard breathing and sensual movements of his body. The hot water was running down their bodies, steam filled the room, making it harder to breath. Sonny now forced his fingers and then his fist into Fredrik's anal passage, fisting him using only the hot water as a lubricant. Fredrik was obviously expecting this, and never flinched. Sonny knew then he was with an experienced gay submissive, and decided to find out just how far he could take this pretty boy before he broke. He forced his fist as far as he could, his wrist and half his forearm disappearing before he felt his victim start to squirm. He started to gently pump his fist inside Fredrik, and Fredrik relaxed, and started to move his body with him. Sonny made it last for over 30 minutes, withdrawing slowly. Sonny was as hard as a rock, and pushed his cock into Fredrik before his ass had a chance to relax. He started to pound Fredrik when he felt Fredrik move his arm level with his mouth, and start to lick his hand and arm. He was cleaning him from the remaining dirt from the fisting, but Sonny had only one thing on his mind, and that was to fuck this pretty boy into submission. Fredrik took it all, and asked for more, bending down and sucking Sonny off when he had withdrawn from Fredrik's ass. The water was still pouring over them, and after what felt like hours, they lay together in the corner of the shower, huddled in each others embrace, steaming hot water still pouring out it's warmth.

Fredrik exited the shower, and grabbed 2 large bath sheets. He pulled Sonny to his feet, and started to dry him off. "It is true, black men do have big dicks," Fredrik said smiling. Sonny had never actually thought about the size of his dick. He had always been big, even as a kid. His wife had never said anything, and he had not heard nor the truck driver say anything either. "What do you mean by big? You are well hung, aren't all white's?" Fredrik thought for a moment, and then said, "Most white's are small to average. Few have the size of your cock, and most black men are well hung. I am an exception to the rule, and so was my father. He was bigger than me, a real donkey dick. Measuring 12 inches on the slack, I heard my mother scream every time they had sex, which wasn't very often, because I am their only offspring." I laughed, "Maybe they thought they had hit the jackpot when you were born, and decided to pity the world and not inflict another like you on it." They both laughed. Fredrik walked over to the phone, and called the porter to pick up their clothes and have them dried and pressed immediately. He then led Sonny to the bed, and threw him onto it, jumping onto him as he bounced on the mattress. As they were starting to get excited again, there was a knock on the door. Fredrik placed a towel about him, and went to the door. It was the porter's assistant, and Fredrik showed him the clothes on the bathroom floor. "Take the boots as well, dry and polish them too." He gave the youth £20, and returned to the room. The youth did not even flinch. He had seen it all before, and more.

Fredrik returned to the bedroom, and let the towel drop as he jumped onto Sonny. They wrestled playfully, for a while, until Fredrik started to get amorous, and started to nibble and kiss Sonny around the neck and left ear. Sonny was sensitive to his love call, and started to lick and bite back. He started at the neck, then to Fredrik's nipples. Fredrik started to arch his back and his breathing became laboured. Sonny continued to suck and bite Fredrik's nipples, and the harder he bit, the more Fredrik moaned. Sonny could see Fredrik becoming harder the more he played with his nipples. He had large well defined nipples, beautiful big pink and brown men's nipples.: juicy, hard, tender fucking nipples, he could suck and bite all night. Fredrik was close to orgasm now, and puled Sonny close to him, trying to get his cock into Sonny's ass, but without success, as they were facing each other. Sonny turned himself, and guided Fredrik into his ass, allowing Fredrik to pump him as hard and as fast as he wanted. For Sonny, this was a new experience, as he had only been a dominant partner till now, and the first anal fuck for him was a surprising pleasure. He had felt slight pain at first when Fredrik entered, but soon felt Fredrik's warmth inside him, and loved the feeling. Fredrik's movement against his prostrate was sensual and exciting. This was the first time Sonny had felt a man cumm inside him, and he felt the warmth and joy of orgasm as well as Fredrik. In later years, they would both see this moment, as the true moment when each fell in love with the other. They night went too quickly for both of them, as the continued to fuck each other several times, finally lying exhausted in each others arms as the dawn broke over the city.

Sonny finally left Fredrik at around 11.30am, and headed back to Scars shop, his skin uniform newly pressed, his boots dried and freshly polished. Fredrik had agreed to a 5-year lease of the entire building, for a nominal sum, if sonny agreed to join him when he came to the city, and at least once a month out at his home in Sussex. Sonny needed no pushing to agree to these clauses, as he was in love with this pretty boy, and definitely wanted to see more of him. As for the shop, the tenants on the top 3 floors were due to leave the premises in 3 months, so Scar could set up shop on the ground and first 3 floors, allowing him time to develop plans for the other 3 floors. Scar decided that he would put a normal adult sex shop on the ground floor, with a rubber and leather floor above. The 2nd floor would be medieval fetish and armour, with an entire floor on the 3rd for skin gear. The basement would become a dungeon, selling dungeon equipment. The 3 floors at the top would eventually become Scar's living quarters and own playrooms. Sonny was pleased with the outcome, and looked forward to the weekend with Fredrik at his Sussex home.

Sonny was to meet Fredrik several times at the Dorchester and started to go down to Sussex nearly every other weekend. Their love affair blossomed, and within 6 months, Fredrik asked sonny to move in to his home. Sonny was reluctant at first, as he was a skinhead, and Fredrik was not, but Fredrik promised sonny that he could go out with his skinhead mates any time he wished, and without his recrimination. Sonny agreed to try out the arrangement for 3 months, and moved in, in the late autumn. The cool nights, and the later cold of winter, bonded these two together into an inseparable pair. Fredrik was true to his word, and allowed Sonny to maintain his links to the skinhead squad he was a squaddy of, and normally invited his snooty friends over to keep him company while Sonny was away. Fredrik's snooty friends disliked Sonny, seeing him as a dirty money grubbing lout, a common labourer and a (edited). Fredrik dismissed their comments as jealousy, and tried to keep Sonny away from them where possible. The three months turned into 6, then 12, and then they lost count, happy in their new found love. It was nearly twenty years before Fredrik fell ill, and although tried all known treatments, finally succumbed to cancer after a 10-year fight. Fredrik had willed the house, property and money to Sonny, and left Sonny a multi millionaire. But Sonny was lonely, and with his lover now dead, decided he needed a companion. He did not want to defile Fredrik's memory by taking a new lover, although Fredrik would have been the first to encourage him to do so, but wanted a pet of something he could lavish affection but without devotion. He had heard of slave dogs through Scar, so contacted him to find out how and where. The rest is history.