Chapter 1
Dave's place turned out to be a two-room apartment on the edge of one of the
city's better neighborhoods. It was nice and after a bit of initial awkwardness
Dave and Mark sat on the couch talking. Mark felt remarkably relaxed. Dave had a
way about him that completely disarmed whatever apprehension there had been and
he had the ability to make people talk. Soon, without him even thinking about
it, Mark had told him everything there was to know about himself, whereas Dave
hadn't said a word about his life. When Mark began to ask, Dave moved in close
and laid his hand on Mark's thigh and looked him in the eye. Mark's questions
stopped. He was mesmerized as the other man grabbed hold of his head, drew him
near and kissed him deeply. As strong hands gripped him, Mark gave up control
and let Dave's tongue explore his mouth as the kissing intensified. In his few
sexual encounters Mark had always been the one taking charge, but here Dave was
in complete control, his hands roaming freely over Mark's body. And Mark let him
do it. He couldn't remember ever being so excited; his breath came in ragged
gasps as Dave unzipped Mark's pants and took out his quite large member, now
fully erect and throbbing with need. Mark moaned as Dave expertly stroked him
towards a thundering orgasm, but just before Mark exploded Dave took away his
hand and said: "Strip and get on all fours. I want to fuck you. Hard." Dave had
never had anything up his ass, it had always been him fucking his partners, but
he found himself unable to refuse. Dave being in control of the situation just
seemed right and in a few seconds Marks was standing in his hands and knees
stark naked, his cock rock hard and craving attention. As he watched Dave
undress he began stroking himself. Dave was just so hot that he couldn't help
it. Dave, however, did not approve: "Get your hands off that cock!" he barked,
"That cock is mine!" There was such power and command in his voice that Mark
instantly complied, resuming his position on all fours, waiting for Dave to
undress. When Dave had finished undressing, Mark was practically drooling with
lust. Dave had the hottest body he had ever seen. He was tall and tan and
bulging with muscles. Apart from his crotch he had little body hair and his
muscular body glistened with a very light sheen of sweat. His cock, which stood
almost straight out from his body, was the largest Mark had ever seen and he
doubted if he would be able to take it. All the same, the prospect of Dave
pounding his huge cock up his ass excited him more than he could say.
Seeing Mark's lust written plainly in his face, he grabbed Mark by the hair and
twisted his face upwards to kiss him again. Instinctively Mark knew that he
shouldn't try to lift his hands, but instead let Dave remain in complete
control. When the kiss ended, Mark was panting with desire as he felt Dave take
up position behind him. First came the cold feeling of his ass being greased up
and then Dave's huge cock was forced up his ass. At first it was gentle, but as
Dave's excitement grew, so did the force behind his cock and when he rammed it
al the way in, Mark let out a breathless shout of pain and excitement. The huge
cock rammed up his ass hurt quite badly, but he also liked it. He liked it a lot
and soon he was moaning with lust, moving with the thrusts. When Dave's hand
reached around and stroked his cock, Mark's excitement reached a new high and
with seconds he was almost screaming with desire. He came thrashing and
screaming with what was without a doubt the best orgasm of his life, his cum
pumping out of him in a seeming endless stream. As his own orgasm wound down he
heard Dave moan and felt his hot cum spurting up his ass. Dave grabbed Mark's
hips even more firmly than before as he pumped the last of his semen into Mark's
ass.
Afterwards, when Dave released his hold on Mark's hips, Mark collapsed on the
floor, completely spent.
As he lay there, Dave knelt beside him and leaned in to kiss him. The kiss was
long and passionate and Mark didn't see Dave's hand holding a syringe
approaching his ass. Suddenly he felt a sharp prick in his buttocks and he let
out a yelp of surprise, but when he wanted to jump up and ask Dave what the hell
was going on, his strength failed him. His muscles went limp and his mouth felt
like it was full of cotton. Soon he was completely paralyzed. He was still awake
and aware of what was happening, but he couldn't even call out. He was
completely helpless and this helplessness was underlined when Dave lifted his
limp body up as easily as one would lift a toy, and carried him into the
bedroom. Here he proceeded to tie up Mark.
First he put Mark's hands into black, leather mittens, squeezing his hands into
an almost cone-like shape. Then he folded Mark's arms up, tying Mark's crossed
wrists between his shoulder blades. To make sure that his arms stayed there, he
strapped three broad leather straps around Mark's chest and tightened them until
Mark thought his ribs would crack, thus immobilizing Mark's arms and hands
completely. Then he took four more leather straps and used them to effectively
fuse Mark's calves to his thighs, so that he couldn't stretch his legs, making
him assume a kneeling position no matter what. Finally he put a broad, black
leather collar around Mark's neck and forced a truly enormous, black ball-gag
into his mouth. Then he threw Mark on the bed and left the room.
Within minutes Mark's strength returned, but now it was useless. No matter how
much he struggled he couldn't get free. He twisted and turned, thrashed and
struggled but the straps wouldn't let him go. He tried shouting, but the only
sounds escaping the gag were strange and ineffectual gurgles. To his eternal
shame he could feel a small stream of cum seeping out of his ass as he struggled
to get free.
After a while he noticed that Dave was standing in the doorway, laughing at his
futile struggles. "You might as well stop wasting your energy trying to get
free," he said, "you're my bitch now and I'm never going to let you go." Mark's
struggles stopped as Dave spoke: "You will think of me as Master and I will use
you anyway I like and there is nothing you can do to stop it. No one will come
looking for you. You are destined for a life of slavery. Get used to the
thought. For now I think I'll just fuck you again." With that he climbed onto
the bed and turned Mark around so that he knelt on the bed, facing away from
Dave. As his legs were spread he tried to clench his buttocks to prevent Dave
from entering his ass. Dave chuckled a little and grabbed Mark's balls, holding
them firmly in his hand: "Now slave, if you don't loosen up right now I'm going
to squeeze your balls until you pass out." Just to prove his point, he gave
Mark's balls a squeeze making him emit a small scream of pain. It wasn't really
that painful, just enough to show Mark who was the boss. It made Mark realize
how futile his struggles were and he unclenched his buttocks. As soon as he
relaxed Dave pounded his cock up his ass and began fucking him with long, hard
strokes. Mark grunted with each stroke as he was being fucked in the
crouching/kneeling position. With one hand Dave grabbed Mark's short hair,
forcing his head back, while the other found his cock and began stroking it.
Initially Mark hadn't thought that there was anything remotely sexy about the
situation, but now he found himself responding, moving with the rhythm, moaning
with pleasure rather than grunting with discomfort. The situation, with Dave in
complete control and Mark being fucked, wasn't all that different from the
situation that had turned him on so much when Dave had seduced him. As the
fucking continued Mark's excitement grew until he once again came, his eyes
rolling back in their sockets as he thrashed and tried to scream behind the gag.
Not long after he felt and heard Dave cuming, shooting his jism up his ass. When
he had cum, Dave kicked Mark out of bed so that he could have it to himself.
Mark landed painfully on his side, but the pain was nothing compared to the
humiliation. He realized that Dave was probably as good as his word and intended
to keep him as a slave for a long time, and he also realized just how much like
a slave he had behaved, complying with orders practically without a fight and
enjoying having Dave rape him.
Meanwhile Dave had gotten up and Mark could hear him moving about in the other
room. He tried getting free again, but it was futile. After a while Dave
returned. He crouched down beside Mark and motioned for him to lie on his back
and spread his legs. Mark, realizing the futility in struggle, complied. Then
Dave took two metal wires and tied one around each of Mark's balls. This made
Mark quite nervous and he didn't get any less nervous when Dave connected the
wire to a black box. Dave looked at Mark and said: "It's time we started your
obedience training. You must understand that you are to obey any order given to
you, no matter how painful it is for you. Otherwise something like this will
happen." He pressed a button on the black box and a strong electrical current
surged through Mark's balls. He screamed and thrashed as the pain filled his
whole universe. Just when he thought he couldn't take any more, Dave cut off the
current and Mark collapsed in a sobbing heap. "Are you going to be a good slave
boy?" He asked Mark. His vision blurred by tears of pain, Mark nodded vigorously
as he tried saying "yes" behind his gag. "Good," Dave said, "then its time to
use you for what you were meant to do." He grabbed hold of Mark's hair and
dragged him by it into the next room. Here he deposited him in front of a couch
and positioned him so that he faced the couch in a kneeling position. The wires
were still wound round his balls and Dave held the control box. Now Dave sat
down so that Mark was between his legs, his face only an inch or so away from
Dave's crotch. "In a second I'm going to remove your gag and put my cock into
your mouth. Two things you should not even think about: biting or screaming. Do
either one of those things and I promise that you will wish that you were never
born. Understood?" Mark swallowed hard and nodded. Dave smiled and removed
Mark's gag. Mark worked his jaw a little but didn't attempt to scream or call
out. Before putting his cock in Mark's mouth, Dave did one more thing. He took a
thick, padded, leather blindfold and put it over Mark' eyes, securing it at the
back of his head. The blindfold cut off his vision completely. As he sat there
blinded, Dave placed his half-erect member in his mouth and ordered: "Suck. And
don't take your mouth away from my member until I order you to." With that Mark
began to suck Dave's cock, hesitantly at first but with greater gusto after Dave
promised him severe punishment it he didn't improve his performance quickly.
Mark sucked Dave's cock all night as the other man watched TV and ate his
dinner. As he was ordered, he swallowed everything that came into his mouth.
This included urine as Dave pissed a couple of time during the evening. When it
was time for Dave to go to bed, he gagged Mark and left the blindfold in place
before dragging him into bed. Dave's libido seemed to know no limits as he
fucked Mark's ass before going to sleep. Mark was shamed to realize how much he
liked being fucked, even when he was tied up. Or perhaps it was because he was
tied up that he liked it so much? In any case he once again came screaming and
thrashing as Dave reached around to give him a handjob. Dave's bed was very wide
and this time he allowed Mark to stay in it while he slept. The reason for this
became apparent during the night when Dave fucked the trussed up slave boy again
and again.
In the morning Mark was completely exhausted from the cramped up position and
the endless fuckings. His legs were sleeping, but Dave untied them and walked
Mark to the bathroom where he helped him relieve himself and removed his
blindfold before leading him into the shower. The treatment was very gentle,
very much in contrast to the day before and as the warm water came down on him
in the shower he began to feel very confused. Dave was with him in the shower,
naked and looking just as fantastic as the day before. Although Mark was tied
and gagged his excitement was undeniable as his cock became embarrassingly
erect. Dave took a bar of soap and began lathering Mark up. The feeling was
sensuous and gentle in spite of his bonds and Mark moaned with pleasure as Dave
lathered his genitals in a thick layer of soap. He could feel Dave's huge, rock-
hard erection against his abdomen and he leaned his head back and enjoyed it,
forgetting for a moment the brutal manner in which he had been enslaved, or
perhaps enjoying just that. Dave's strong hands roamed all over his body and at
one of those strong hands grabbed Mark's cock gently and held it while Dave
guided his own cock over so that the two cocks rubber against each other, their
tips touching each other only to slide along the entire length of the cock and
gently touch the abdomen. The sensation drove Mark wild and soon he was pleading
for Dave to fuck him, his pleas coming out as pathetic gurgles behind his gag.
Laughing Dave complied and lifted up Mark as easily as if he had weighed nothing
and guided him down on his huge, hard cock. Mark had come to like the fucking so
much that he now just closed his eyes and wrapped his legs around Dave's body
and moaned with lust as he was fucked. Dave's hand held his cock, stroking Mark
so gently that he thought he might go mad with lust. The fucking went on
forever. Just as Mark though he would be allowed to cum, Dave pulled his hand
away and left him hanging. When he finally came, he came so hard he passed out.
His scum spurted all over the place as he thrashed and screamed and finally he
lost consciousness. It wasn't for long and he was still in the shower impaled on
Dave's huge cock. He came to just as Dave shot his load up his ass.
Mark's legs were shaky as Dave let him down and rinsed the remains of the soap
from his body. Mark was feeling very confused as Dave dried them both off. He
should be struggling and fighting, but he didn't. First of all because it was
futile: Dave was much bigger and stronger than even he was. He was tied up in
bonds that seemed unbreakable. Secondly he was beginning to suspect that he
actually liked being held as a sex slave. He had after all had more and better
sex in the last twelve hours than he had had the whole rest of his life. Dave
might be brutal, but at least he made sure that Mark came all the time. It made
Mark very confused and Dave saw this in his face. "You are a slave. You were
born as one, so get used to it," Dave said and continued: "Now I'm going to
remove your gag so that you can eat. Remember: not a fucking word. You will
speak only when spoken to and the first and last word out of your mouth will
always be "Master". Understood?" Mark felt terribly humiliated, but saw no other
options than to nod. Then Dave removed Mark's gag and led him into the kitchen.
He did so by grabbing him by the cock and using it as a leash. Although terribly
humiliating, Mark had to admit that it was also quite enticing and he felt
himself beginning to get hard again, a fact not lost on Dave who smiled
contemptuously.
In the kitchen Dave made Mark kneel on the floor in front of a doggy bowl. Mark
saw what was coming and tried to plead: "Please Dave.." He didn't get any further
as Dave grabbed a thick leather strap and began to whip Marl furiously, really
leaning into the blows: "Filthy shit! You are nothing but a disgusting slave
boy, now learn to behave like one!" While Mark tried to roll himself up into a
ball Dave used the strap on him furiously, seemingly finding every exposed piece
of skin on his body. Soon the pain and humiliation was too much and Mark began
to cry, thereby further humiliating himself. Dave taunted the crying slave boy
while he continued strapping him: "Oh, does it hurt? Poor baby! Such a sweet
little sissy-boy." When he finally stopped Mark was covered in broad, red welts
and he was sobbing, tears rolling down his face. Dave crouched down beside Mark,
making him cringe as he extended his hand and grabbed Mark's face, turning it
towards him: "First of all slave: never speak unless spoken to. Understood?"
Mark nodded and tearfully said: "Yes, I ..AHHHHH!" he screamed as Dave's other
hand closed around his testicles and squeezed them hard. Dave continued
unperturbed by Mark's pain: "Secondly, you must remember to address me properly.
And how is that?" Mark, who would do almost anything to avoid more pain,
searched his memory and finally came up with an acceptable answer: "Master."
Dave nodded, even smiling a little: "Good slave. You will think of me and
address me as Master always. Understood?" Mark instantly replied: "Master, yes,
Master."
Master stood up and fetched the can of dog food he had been opening. Mark didn't
object as Master poured the revolting glop into the doggy bowl and commanded him
to eat. While he ate Master filled another bowl with water and put it down
beside Mark: "I want to see both bowls licked clean when I come back. And not a
fucking sound." With that he started preparing his own breakfast, something far
more appetizing. Mark thought that the dog food smelled and tasted disgusting,
but the pain from all the welts and the ache in his balls reminded him of just
how hopeless his position was and he began eating. He thought about crying out
and calling for help, but in the end he didn't dare. His shouting was sure to be
short-lived and cause him great pain. Besides, it was far from sure that anyone
would hear. As silence settled in the kitchen Mark noticed that he couldn't hear
a single sound from the rest of the building. It was spooky and unnatural.
Perhaps Master had soundproofed the whole apartment?
Eventually Mark finished his meal and licked the bowl clean. He waited, kneeling
on the floor, for Master to finish his breakfast. As he sat there another ache
began to make its presence known. His arms had been strapped in the same
position since yesterday and were now moving from pain to numbness. Mark knew
that if his arms weren't soon allowed a little freedom, he risked permanent
damage to them so he timidly tried pleading with Master: "Master, please,
Master?" Master looked up with a menacing scowl and said: "What is it slave? You
know that you will be punished for speaking out of order, so this had better be
good." Mark swallowed hard before continuing: "Master, my arms are going numb,
Master. May I please be allowed a little freedom for my arms, Master?" Master
got up and walked over to the kneeling slave who instinctively cringed away.
"No, slave. I have no use for your arms, and tied up as you are keeps you nicely
under control." Mark almost panicked at these words. His arms could be rendered
useless; permanently damaged and he opened his mouth to object. Just as he did
this, Master grabbed his throat with one hand and his own cock in the other and
forced into Mark's mouth, where he released a powerful stream of ho, salty piss,
leaving the slave no other option than swallowing. The piss made him gag and he
tried coughing, but finally he caught up with the flow and was able to swallow
most of the urine. When the stream stopped Master kept his member in Mark's
mouth, commanding him to blow him. Mark was unable to do anything but obey and
soon he had sucked and licked Master's dick to an impressive erection. Fully
erect Master started to fuck Mark's face, repeatedly making him deepthroat him.
The face-fucking went on for quite a while and when Master finally came, the
stream of cum was so great that Mark had to fight to keep up.
After swallowing the last drop he was gagged once again and helped to stand.
Master led him into the bedroom where he once again strapped Mark's calves to
his thighs. Master then positioned the slave boy on a particular spot on the
floor where a ring was bolted to the floor. While Mark watched helplessly,
Master wound a steel wire several times around balls, stretching them painfully.
The other end of the wire was secured to the ring in the floor and the wire was
then tightened until it pulled painfully on Mark's balls and insured that he
would stay in the same spot on the floor until he was released from the wire.
Master left the slave boy kneeling on the floor while he dressed, enjoying
Mark's whimpering as he realized that his arms were probably going to be damaged
and that his cruel Master could do whatever he wanted to his property, without
him being able to do anything about it.
When Master was fully dressed he came over to the gagged, bound and kneeling
slave and crouched down before him, looked into his eyes and said: "You are a
slave and you might as well get used to the idea, 'cause you are never going to
be free again. Hell, you are much more fortunate than most. You actually enjoy
it, and no matter what you are telling yourself right now, your body is giving
you away." With that he grabbed Mark's cock, which to Mark's great shame was
erect and ready for action. Master smiled a little as he stroked the cock gently
and saw Mark's face go soft with desire, a moan escaping from his throat.
"Before I leave you for the day, I have to parting gifts for you, slave." The
first one was the blindfold from the day before, sealing Mark in complete
darkness. The other "gift" was a very large dildo, which Master had to angle
just right to get it into Mark's ass. Once inside Master turned it on and it
started to vibrate quite a bit. The vibrations made Mark's excitement mount even
further, his cock now twitching with desire. To make sure that Mark couldn't
expel the dildo from his ass, Master placed a wooden block between Mark's legs,
just touching his ass. Since Mark couldn't very well move because his balls were
secured to the floor, he couldn't push the block away and he was stuck with the
dildo up his ass. Master left him like that, his footsteps receding until Mark
could hear the door slam.
