You Are Now My Property – Part 20

When she returned with him, Bob’s eyes almost popped out of his head. The kid was gorgeous. He was 5′ 9, with the naturally-muscular build of someone who did manual labor. He looked to be about 22, as there were no lines yet around his large, deep-set brown eyes, or at the corners of his full mouth. His thick black hair was down to the base of his neck in back, and spilled into his eyes in the front. He had to keep brushing it out of his face as he spoke quickly to the doctor in Spanish, thanking him for agreeing to see him. Bob had to take a deep breath to keep his voice steady, but he smiled and asked the kid his name. The kid flashed a blinding smile in return and said his name was Jose.

The young woman nervously asked the doctor if there was anyone he knew who could help her brother. Bob reassured her in his most calming doctor voice that he did indeed know a man who might be able to help. He asked for their address, and said he’d have his friend stop by tonight. The man was a lawyer. His name was Ted.

Ted got to the apartment at 6:30, as scheduled. He also spoke Spanish, and listened closely as Jose explained what had happened. Ted was explaining possible options to the family when there was a knock at the door. The young woman went to open it a crack, and when she did, a policeman pushed his way inside. He was tall and very imposing. He grabbed Jose by the arm and dragged him out the door. The kid’s family began screaming in Spanish, but were afraid to follow in case there were more cops outside. Jose’s frightened face was reflected in the cop’s sunglasses as he was handcuffed and thrown into the back of the police car.

Back upstairs, Ted did the best he could to calm the family down and reassure them that he would try to find out what was happening to Jose. Over the next few weeks, he and Bob both assured the young woman repeatedly that they were contacting everyone they knew to try to find her brother, but they were having no luck. Of course, she could not go to anybody else for help. Besides, she trusted these nice men who had tried to help them. Eventually she gave up hope of ever seeing her brother again, figuring he’d been deported. She didn’t know he was in the doctor’s basement the whole time, less than 50 miles away.

Bob had no intention of keeping Jose hooded, and was not interested in making the kid fall in love with him. The main way he wanted to use the kid wasn’t even for sex, though of course he would do that, and very often. No, Bob had other things in mind for his new toy.

When Roy brought Jose downstairs, the kid’s eyes widened at the site of the man his sister had brought him to see that morning. Bob smiled at him again, but this time the smile was cold and frightening. Bob had Roy help him strip the kid and stretch him tightly across the bars of the cell, securing him at both wrists and ankles, and around his knees, thighs, chest, and stomach. Jose couldn’t move at all. As Roy turned to leave, he turned to Bob and said “Have fun!” Bob intended to. He gave the kid the same speech in Spanish that Eric would one day hear in English, but left out the part about the captive falling in love with the captor. Bob didn’t care HOW Jose felt about him, just as long as he reacted to everything Bob did to him.

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You Are Now My Property – Part 21

The doctor began by taking some measurements. He measured the size of Jose’s nipples, and his flaccid cock and foreskin. Jamming his finger past the kid’s clenched sphincter, he found his prostate and roughly began stimulating it. Jose quickly grew hard, and Bob took the appropriate measurements. Lastly, he took the kid’s balls in his hand. All the while, the kid had been babbling in Spanish and begging to be released. Bob squeezed the kid’s balls tightly and screamed “SILENCIO!” Jose writhed in shocked silence. Bob loosened his grip and gently tugged the kid’s nuts to the base of his scrotum. Measuring the gap between the kid’s body and his balls at just about 2 inches, Bob reached for a leather ball stretcher, and snapped it in place, trapping the kid’s balls as far away from his body as they would go. Jose’s nuts had never been free of some kind of stretching device since.

Bob had measured the circumference of the kid’s foreskin at 3 and a half inches as it stretched around his cockhead. Going over to his work area, he found a stainless steel cock ring that measured three and three quarter inches around. He dragged a stool in front of the helplessly-bound hunk and brought his medical bag over. Lifting Jose’s now-flaccid cock, Bob forced the cockring inside the kid’s foreskin, stretching it, wrapping the edges around the ring, and making the kid scream in agony. Bob just smiled and reached into his bag. He pulled out a surgical needle and sutures, and began stitching the ring in place inside the kid’s foreskin. He used no anesthesia, and Jose shrieked with each new puncture the needle made. Bob would generally leave the cockring sewn in for a few days, stretching the foreskin’s circumference. Then he’d remove the stitches and pull the ring out. For the next few days, he’d let the foreskin heal, then begin a few days of hanging weights from it. Then it would be back to the cockring. Two years later, Bob was using a cockring nearly 5 inches in circumference.

Bob loved experimenting to see how far the human body could be pushed. In addition to everything he did to stretch Jose’s tits, scrotum, and foreskin, he also loved testing the limits of how much weight they could support. Every day brought new weights and more excruciating ways of attaching them. And being a skilled surgeon, Bob knew how to cause as much pain as possible without causing any permanent damage.

He also loved to see how the body dealt with intense bondage, and he was by far the most inventive of the four masters when it came to finding ways to torment his slave. His favorite idea had been to put Jose on a liquid diet for a few days, clean him out with multiple enemas (always with cold sparkling water to add to the discomfort), then plug him with a thick butt plug and mummify him from head to toe with only his cock and balls exposed. Bob would leave Jose’s nostrils clear, and run a tube into his mouth before sealing it off with duct tape. The tube ran into a catheter, and Bob would insert the catheter into the boy’s cock and tape it in place. Jose had been made drink a large amount of water beforehand, insuring a very full bladder. Every time the boy had to piss, it would travel through the tube and into his mouth. Jose had no choice except to swallow, otherwise he would have drowned. The piss would then run through his kidneys, and the cycle would begin again. Each time the piss would taste a little more vile. The first time Bob had done this, he left the kid that way for 2 hours. That figure had increased over time until Jose was left mummified for 24 hours at a time. Every muscle in his body would cramp and he would be in horrible agony. Sometimes, just for fun, Bob would clamp the catheter tube shut by using a sharp alligator-clamp on Jose’s piss-slit. Other times, he’s pick up the tool doctors use to tap your knees and elbows to test reflexes, and he’d begin tapping the boy’s exposed nuts… very lightly at first, then harder and harder. Jose couldn’t even writhe around in agony because he was mummified. He just laid there trapped and screaming inside his taped-shut mouth. Bob loved having a slave of his very own.

This was the man who was now preparing to work on Eric.

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