You Are Now My Property – Part 28

Roy showed up almost immediately. 5 minutes later, Jamal had been secured, Ted had hidden his own car behind a grove of trees, and the excited lawyer had driven Jamal’s car away to dispose of it where it would never be found.

Jamal was a great high school football player, and had a chance to become a world-class athlete with the right coaching. He had certainly become a world-class cocksucker in the 18 months since his abduction. Of course, Roy had had a little something to do with that.

While visiting Ted a few days after Jamal had been captured, Roy decided he wanted a blowjob. He was roughly fucking the kid’s mouth when he complained to Ted that Jamal’s teeth kept getting in the way. Ted (whose cock was almost as fat as the cop’s) replied that he had the same problem. Roy said “You ought to let me knock out a few of his teeth, so they won’t get in the way when he sucks dick.” Ted told him to go ahead, and the cop threw a couple of devastating punches squarely to the kid’s mouth. The four front top and bottom teeth were knocked out of Jamal’s mouth. Ted was never troubled by scraping teeth again.

Jamal was 6′ 2″, with broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist. Even with forced exercise, he would lose some of his size during his captivity, but he would always be a strong young man. He was handsome, even with his teeth knocked out, with a broad nose, square jaw, and large, full lips. His skin was dark brown, and he was hung like a horse– long, thick, and uncut. Bob had had a few fun sessions with Jamal’s foreskin since his capture. The kid had huge, muscular thighs and a big, beefy butt. Ted particularly liked to fuck that butt, riding the kid as hard as he could. He’d often head downstairs as soon as he got home, not even bothering to change out of his suit before he did. Whenever he did that, he’d pull his belt from his pants, then fold it in half and use it to whip the kid as he fucked him, like a jockey whipping his horse to the finish line.

Due to Jamal’s size and strength, Ted had needed a lot of help handling him in the beginning. Since Bob was the only one with a slave at that point, Mike and Roy were only too happy to come over often and help the lawyer train his captive. Jamal was soon swallowing 5 or 6 loads of cum a day, and often taking just as many up his ass. He always fought hard, but was never in a position to escape or harm any of his tormentors, and he was always punished mercilessly for his struggles. Ted used to invite the others over for demonstrations of how to torture a man with electricity. After numerous sessions where his balls, dick, and asshole were made to feel like they were on fire, Jamal was completely broken. He stopped struggling, and Ted was soon able to handle him without help from the others. That didn’t stop the electrical sessions. Ted had acquired a lot of equipment over the years, and he loved seeing his slave’s body spasming and jerking uncontrollably as he shot another jolt of electricity into the bound and helpless young man. Jamal would scream himself hoarse and be on the verge of collapse when Ted would finish. Ted was always rock-hard at the end of these sessions, and he’d follow up by raping the big stud’s ass or mouth.

Since Ted could regain his hard-on so quickly, and come so often (and since Mike and Roy were always there to lend a hand or a hard cock), Jamal soon became an expert cocksucker. He also became used to having large objects up his ass. Mike, Ted and Roy loved fucking him as hard as they could, and Bob actually had to suture small tears in the boy’s rectum a couple of times.

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When the men returned to the basement, Ted removed the wires from the boy’s cock and balls, then pulled the metal rod out of his dick. Some piss spurted out and ran down Eric’s leg to the floor. Mike untied the boy from the table and made him lick the piss up off the floor. He then dragged the boy over to a workout bench and tossed him onto it, on his back.

Mike had adapted one of these benches for each of the men. The legs were adjustable, to raise or lower the height of the bench. A solid, padded board was attached to one end, perpendicular to the bench, rising above it. With a slave on his back on the bench, his master could raise or lower the height until it was just the right level for him to straddle it with his asshole right over the boy’s mouth. The master could then lean back against the padded board and relax while his slave rimmed him.

Mike adjusted the height of the bench, threw one beefy leg over it, and moved his ass into position over Eric’s face. Eric had never even thought about anything like this during his four months of captivity. He didn’t even know men did things like this to each other. If he had, he would’ve been sickened by the thought of it. But sometime during this night the last of Eric’s will had been broken, and he no longer thought about what he was doing. As soon as something was presented to his mouth, Eric opened up and prepared to serve it and worship it. His training was complete. He just stuck his tongue out as Mike’s beefy, hairy ass approached, and lifted his head to meet it. He buried his tongue in the musky, hairy crack without even being directed to, and sought out the man’s puckered hole. He jammed his tongue in as far as it would go and started swirling it around and around. Mike closed his eyes and began riding the kid’s tongue with his ass crack– back and forth, making sure the kid licked every inch. He silently thought that he’d have to congratulate Roy on his impressive conditioning of the boy; it was almost as complete an alteration of the psyche as Mike had made to HIS slave. ALMOST… but not quite. Mike smiled, ground his ass against Eric’s face a little harder, and thought about Rex waiting for him in his cage at home.

His name hadn’t always been Rex. It used to be Tony, but that was before. In his former life. When he used to be a man.

Rex tried to stretch; his muscles were cramping, and he was in a lot of discomfort. He did the best he could, but he’d been bad, and his master had left him in the small cage. He couldn’t straighten out his body; he really couldn’t get much out of the fetal position when he laid down, and when he got on all fours he had only a few inches in front of or behind him. And he had to be careful not to spill his food or “water” bowls. His master hated it when he was messy. He had to piss and shit, and was hoping his master would return soon to take him for his walk. Rex stayed curled almost in a ball, gnawed on his rawhide bone, and waited for his master’s return.

Jose had disappeared from the world with barely a ripple. Nobody that missed him was in this country legally; they had nowhere to turn to for help. Jamal had been a different story. The kid was a big‑time football recruit, and his disappearance spurred many headlines and a massive man‑hunt. Nothing ever turned up, of course, but the four men had decided it was not wise to grab anyone again anytime soon. That was one of the reasons Mike and Roy were always available to help train Jamal. Don’t get me wrong, they loved raping and torturing the muscular athlete, but they were also doing it as a favor to Ted, who had a tough time taming the strong young man at first. However, a couple of months of Roy’s brutal whippings, Ted’s fisting and electro‑torture, Mike’s all‑around sadism, and an occasional visit from Dr. Bob and his medical bag had finally done the trick. Jamal was broken and Mike and Roy were needed less and less. They began thinking again of securing their own slaves, but were still leery about attracting attention.

The need to wait was starting to frustrate the two men. Ted suggested a week’s vacation at a cabin he owned in Georgia. They could relax, do some fishing, maybe a little hunting. Roy figured since they’d be out of Florida, maybe they could go on a little manhunt.

Bob had three surgeries planned for that week so he couldn’t go. He volunteered to feed Jamal and put him through his daily exercises. Ted thanked him and told him to have as much fun as he wanted with the boy. Bob smiled and said he intended to. He’d actually been thinking of trying something new, and he wanted to try it out on Jamal, who’d be much more sensitive to it than Jose. Jose still reacted beautifully to everything the doctor did to him, but he was starting to develop a real tolerance for pain, and Bob wanted to try this out on someone who’d REALLY appreciate it.

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