As final touches, Mike bought leather “bondage mittens” and put them on Rex’s front paws, insuring that his pet would have no fingers and no opposable thumbs. Mike also bought a new rawhide bone every few weeks, and would tell Rex to gnaw on it while he was at work. If he didn’t see significant wear on it every time he came home, Mike would whip Rex until he howled like the dog he’d become.

Rex held the bone between his paws and gnawed on it constantly. He stretched as best he could as he waited to be walked and fed his evening snack‑‑ tonight his had promised him the chicken flavored sausages.

Back at Roy’s, the men finally decided Eric had had enough sometime around 5 A.M. After rimming each of the four men, the completely‑broken slave had serviced them all for several more hours, swallowing many more loads and taking several up his ass. There had even been a fisting demonstration from Ted, but Eric’s hole had loosened up so much as a result of four months of Roy’s brutal assaults that Ted had to go in almost to mid‑forearm before getting the desired shrieks of pain out of the boy. Each man had come at least three times; Ted led the way with six.

The party was finally ready to break up. Mike thanked Roy for a great time, and the others quickly echoed his praise. Roy thanked them for their help and joked that now that Eric’s training had been completed, it was time for them all to think about their NEXT slaves, saying “but next time, I get the first one!” The others all laughed, but silently began thinking of what kind of slave they would choose. Mike, Bob, and Ted turned to leave. Mike and Bob just wanted to go home and collapse into bed, though Mike had to walk Rex and give him something “fresh” to drink. Ted, of course, was hard AGAIN, and was trying to decide which of Jamal’s holes to rape when he got home. His always‑ready cock bounced up and down as the three tired but happy men climbed the stairs.

Roy scooped up his whimpering and exhausted slave in his arms, and carried the boy over to the bed. He laid Eric on his back, secured his wrists and ankles to the frame, and looked down at the boy. The big, tough cop felt a warmth and (yes, he could admit it,) a love he’d never felt for anyone before. He ran his fingers lovingly through his slave’s hair, stroked his cheek gently, and bent down to kiss him softly on the forehead.

As Roy mounted the stairs to go to sleep, Eric lay on his bed, motionless. He was hard as a rock.

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