Tony (that was still his name then) was 37, 5’11, and 200 pounds. He had deep brown eyes under thick eyebrows and lashes, and a full head of curly black hair. He had a mustache and beard, and was really quite handsome. Like Mike, he had a bit of a gut and love handles, but he still turned a lot of heads.

When they got home, Roy and Ted helped Mike bring his captive downstairs. They called Bob and had him come over; the doctor was just finishing removing the sutures from Jamal’s foreskin, and the youth was hanging limply from his bonds. Bob was surprised that the men had returned so soon, but excited to see what they’d brought.

Mike had blindfolded Tony when they took him out of the trunk of the car. When they got him downstairs, the men stripped him and suspended him from the ceiling by his wrists, with his ankles secured to the floor; he was pulled as tight as possible without his arms popping out of their sockets.

Mike removed the blindfold and Tony took in the scene around him. He saw the wall full of torture devices and he realized immediately what was happening. His eyes widened in fear. Mike removed the gag and Tony began to curse and yell. It was at this point that Mike found he’d gotten an extra bonus. Tony was gay, and was screaming that he was a top man! He was swearing that he didn’t suck dick and didn’t get fucked–HE did all the fucking. He threatened to kill the bastards when he got loose and said he’d stick his dick so far up their asses it would come out their throats. Mike just smiled and grabbed the Yankee asshole’s and squeezed. He grinned broadly as the blowhard bellowed in protest. This was going to be fun!

Mike liked his men hairy, but asked the others to help shave this one now. The removal of his body hair would strip the captive of much of his feeling of masculinity, but Mike also had something far more diabolical in mind.

Tony was covered with fur from head to toe, and this would take a while. Mike had each of the other men grab a razor, and after lathering up the captive’s body, the four masters had a shaving party. Tony kept twisting and trying to escape; the only thing he accomplished was getting his body covered with nicks and tiny cuts. Mike smiled. This would suit his purposes nicely. He picked up a spray bottle he kept filled with rubbing alcohol and sprayed a fine mist all over the captive man’s newly‑shaved body. The alcohol soaked into every little cut, making Tony’s body a mass of burning wounds, and he shrieked like he was being set on fire. Bob and Ted rubbed their hard cocks through their pants and wished their slaves had more body hair. Roy rubbed his cock and just wished he had someone to abuse.

When Tony finally quieted down, Mike picked up a heavy flogging whip. With his body freshly‑shaven, Tony’s skin would be scraped somewhat‑raw and extra‑sensitive. The flogging would be felt even more severely than usual. Tony’s back had been to Mike when the contractor had selected the whip, and he never saw the first blow coming. He screamed at the top of his lungs. Mike smiled and quickly began landing blow after blow across Tony’s pinkened body. He picked up the pace; he wanted to whip the guy’s whole body, but also couldn’t wait to fuck him. A quick look at his friends stroking themselves let him know he was not alone in that thought. Yeah, this was going to be fun!

“The bigger they are, the harder they fall.” Mike was thinking of that expression as he looked at his slave with contempt. The supposed tough‑guy had been broken in just over a week. He couldn’t take the pain, and began crying and begging for mercy almost immediately. That, of course, led to punishment and to Mike increasing the intensity of the original torture; soon the former top man was willing to do anything to avoid the pain, cock and taking things up his ass like he’d been doing it all his life.

Mike had always intended to break the man entirely, leaving him a groveling shell of his former self, but the man’s pitifully rapid surrender really disgusted him. He was an insult to top men everywhere. Hell, he was an insult to men everywhere. He didn’t even deserve to call himself a man. That’s when Mike decided to turn him into a dog.

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