Date: Thu, 6 Mar 2014 23:31:28 -0600 From: charles Turner <cbru49@gmail.com> Subject: CAPTIVE XL CAPTIVE XL Five O'clock sharp the following afternoon Ray, Ron and Weldon lead the other three slaves to the area that Donny had designated as the show room. For ten men now satiated with dog sex he had planned the show that Larry suggested. The little architect joined them just as Jim handed Donny a wad of cash when he drove up. For a few minutes he gave the history of the farm and his family name. Some of the men listened but most of them had their eyes on the blacksmith's fire in the corner. Having Ray use his easel and a single sheet of white paper he displayed the family brand to the group. Drawn much larger than the brand was an O with a L inside. For the men that had not paid any attention to his boys he had Weldon and Paul show off the brands on their bodies. "The six boys you see before you have all voluntarily become slaves, first to me and secondarily to the 'Breed and Breakfast'. I have agreed that three of them should be allowed to stay here and the other three have been here on a probationary basis. The show today is more than just a show; it is a ceremony to let all the boys know that I accept ownership of them, granting them permission to stay permanently. "Ray, bring Paul here. Paul, do you accept that I now own your body and that you will do any and everything I order you to do?" "YES, SIR!" Donny showed Ray how to stand with his legs on either side of Paul's head with legs pressed against the slave's shoulders. He went to the corner and selected the first brand. As he walked back he could see that Paul was trembling, whether it was in memory of the pain he'd endured the first time he was branded or acknowledging what he was about to accept, Donny couldn't tell. With Ray propped on the boy's back so he couldn't buck Donny firmly held the brand centered on his right cheek firmly enough that there was no smear but long enough that the stench of burned flesh filled the room. "Ray, put some ointment on the brand and change places with the slave. "Ron, bring Harvey over here. Harvey, do you "YES, SIR!" Jim pressed forward to see better, he couldn't believe his co-worker and friend was about to allow this boy to hold a white hot brand to his skin. "Harvey, no. Don't do it. If you are going to be anyone's slave you should be mine." Jim couldn't believe what he was saying, he loved his wife and until Harvey had sucked his dick believed he was 100% straight sexually. "Jim, you have had eight years to admit that you wanted more than friendship. Every time we talk you tell me how much you want to stay with your wife. Unless you are ready to leave her today and stay with me forever, back off. I know what I'm doing and I love how I'm being treated here. "Sir, please brand me." Jim watched silently as his friend was branded as property. He was unable to watch any more, he left the room, vomited in the corral, then went to the pool and sat waiting for the branding to be over. "Weldon, bring David here." Before Donny had the chance to speak the slave answered the same question asked of the first two slaves. "Sir, please accept me as your slave. I will do as you order and will regard your body as a holy shrine that I should worship." While Donny was pulling the other brand from the fire Weldon started to get into the same position Ray and Ron had taken to help the slaves. "You don't need to do that, sir. I won't move." "Sir, may I have a brand on both cheeks?" One after the other Donny held a white hot brand to the young man's cheeks, stepping back, he admired his work. "Go put the ointment on the brands and hurry back." Without a fuss or interruption Donny branded Ray and Ron. When Weldon was facing away from him he allowed the brands to reheat for a moment as he talked to his boy. "Weldon, you do not have to accept the brand for me to know that you are my slave/lover. You voluntarily had Ray hold a brand to your chest to show me how much you wanted to be mine. I have been putting off finishing that brand for a couple months but the time is here if you want that brand finished." "Yes, sir, please." Ray had fashioned a number of the wire thin brands he had used to mark Weldon as a dog. He flipped from the page showing the O'Leary brand to one showing simple inscriptions of the words slave, piss and boy in italics. "The decision on how to permanently mark Weldon as my property and showing his place in my heart has been more difficult than most of the decisions I've had to make about running this place. You see some of the words that have run through my mind as I debated this action. Ray has been frustrated as I've had him make new brands and said that they weren't right. "Earlier this week I decided on what should be on the other side of his chest. There will be no drawing , so as you see Weldon walking around the 'Breed and Breakfast' tonight or tomorrow ask him to show you what it is." Without talking any more Donny pulled a small wire brand from the fire and pressed the brand of #1 into the boy's skin. With the sweat and tears still running down Weldon's face he turned the boy around and placed the O'Leary brand on the right cheek. Once the ointment had been applied to the brand on his butt and Weldon was able to stand Donny continued. "Slaves, today you have officially become my property and have left behind your old lives. In keeping with that you have shed you old names and become a number I will now give you. "Weldon is number One. Ray, you are now Two. Ron, you are now Three. David, you are now named Four. Paul, your name is now Five. Harvey, you are Six. "One needs his chest pissed on, so any of you that have to piss please relieve yourselves on the new brand on his chest. Yes, that includes the slaves. We are doing that so that the color of the brand will match the one on the other side of his chest." The smell of burned flesh was strong in the barn so most of the men moved out by the pool talking about what they had just witnessed. One was standing in the piss pit when an occasional guest or slave wandered over to piss on his chest or make him drink from their dick. "One matter I forgot." Donny had trouble getting everyone's attention but when there was quiet by the pool he told the men that in honor of the day the slaves were available to give blow jobs or to rim asses for anyone who told them what to do. In minutes a full scale oral orgy was under way. Donny went to the piss pit and sat down on the edge so he could speak with One face to face. "I love, you, it hurt me to apply that burning brand to your skin. I am pleased that you wanted to be marked as my property, One, but you are more than just my property. You are my partner and if this state ever allows us to marry I would be honored to be your husband. "Matters have changed by my giving you a slave name, but that is only once we leave our bed. In my arms and in my bed you will always be Weldon. When we go to bed tonight I want you to fuck me. "This is probably a stupid question, but do the burns hurt?" "More than you would expect. Normally a burn hurts pretty close to the surface and while painful you know it will go away in a short time. Even that ointment that has painkillers in it doesn't reach the deep pain that comes with a brand. It feels like the muscle has been torn and nails are hitting the bone beneath it. "Do you really want to marry me?" "Do you want to marry me?" "Sir, I don't really know what being married means for two guys. I saw my parents married and hating each other. But they always said they were staying married because of me. What did that mean? That they stayed together so they could both abuse me? That they needed to be together so they could support me? "What would it mean for us?" "We have time to figure that out. You can't get married without your parent's permission until you are eighteen and the state isn't about to change the law before then. "I suppose I should have asked if you want to stay with me for the rest of your life." "If we stay like we are now? Yes, yes I do. Why else would I allow you to brand me? "These are lifetime marks. I intend to stay with you forever." One had rested his head against Donny's chest and had his arms wrapped around his waist. With a free hand Donny turned his face up to where he could kiss the boy. "I told our guests that you would be in here for the rest of the evening, but if you want we can go to bed right now." "Sir, I never want you to break your word. Even if it is such a small thing as that we need to stay true to what we say. But, I am looking forward to having your ass, tonight." "And?" "Sir, I hope you can find a way to fuck me all night that doesn't rub against the brand." "We may have to change the side of the bed we sleep on, but if you really want, I'll try to stay in you all night." "Piss in the morning? "Sure. What I really want; is to see you piss in your own mouth right now." As One laid down in the pit a couple other guests walked up. They hadn't come for a show, seeing One's asshole exposed and the piss flowing into his mouth they held their own stream for a minute. One man had come to use his mouth, Jamie simply to use him in one way or another. Both men aimed their stream of piss at the exposed asshole, a hot treat for Weldon as he lay with his legs over his head. "Donny, is One available to give a blow job?" "Jamie, after pissing on his asshole like that I'm sure he'd love to give you a blow job." "May he?" The quick acceptance that Donny controlled what the boy was able to do, pleased him and he ordered Weldon to suck the young man's thick cock. "Did One get you the experience you wanted with a dog?" Donny was not quite sure how to approach the topic. Jamie had been a dog virgin and had claimed not to be interested in being mounted. "Our time with the dogs was more than I ever expected to be doing this weekend. I came along because a friend wanted someone here in case he backed out of spending more than one hump with a dog. He is so ecstatic about the dog and being humped that he wants to spend the night sleeping with the dog." "Which dog is he with." "I think he said it is a Brindle Boxer. He's been trying to convince me that I should try it at least once. Obviously I enjoy being fucked. And I enjoyed myself sucking the two dogs. What do you think? Should I try being mounted?" Jamie definitely seemed perplexed. There was a note of desire in his questions but there was also a note of fear. "Jamie, I'm not the right person to ask. Look around, I run a business that caters to men that enjoy having sex with dogs. I should tell you to give it a try; if you enjoy it I'll have another customer. The first time I was mounted by a dog I was actually being raped, I was tied down and Buck was urged to hump me. I'll admit I didn't like it. "My thought is, if you are not certain you want to be mounted it will not be a good experience. With the wrong dog should you fight against him humping you he will bite you on the shoulders or neck and make it worse. If you are curious and think One is a good guide, the two of you can get in the stall with Buck and Mutt. That way you get a close up view and understand exactly what happens when you are mounted. "Do you want to try that?" "Will we have time tomorrow morning? I think I better sleep on it. There is a certain fascination for me. It's not that I'm against man-dog sex, obviously since I sucked two of them off. I just don't know what it's like to be dominated by an animal and am not sure I want to know that feeling." It seemed to Donny that Jamie was trying to talk himself out of being with a dog, not that he wasn't curious. "I'll make sure no one spends the night with the Wolfhounds. Even if you decide not to have one of them mount you, they will be ready to mount One for you to watch." "Why would you do that for me? You haven't gone that far for anyone else." "Don't you think providing the man who wanted a dungeon experience with both a guide and a bottom is going just as far? We try to make certain the experience is everything you pay for." Donny was watching One suck the man's dick while they spoke. "He has a great mouth doesn't he?" "One is a wonderful boy. This blow job, the piss drinking I've been watching and the fuck you two gave me earlier if you ever release him from slavery let me know, I'd take him in a minute." "You did see me giving him a brand marking him as my property forever, didn't you?" "That was impressive. I've always wondered what branding would be like. A few years ago I was with a man that was into extreme sexual acts, fisting, piss, whipping, group sex, etc. Before he gave me my freedom he threatened to brand me. That was one of the few regrets I had about the end of that relationship. If Thomas hadn't died a few years later I imagine he would have ended up with a string of slaves like you have. "Unlike you having your personal urinal he would have had his personal toilet slave to eat shit whenever he felt like watching one be that demeaned." "That would be Two, Three or Four." "Is there any extreme you won't go to?" "Yes, at this point I have never gotten into blood play and don't think I will. I also do not like rape or men abusing animals, that's why the restriction on fucking the dogs." "And what limits does One have?" "Shit and a third person sleeping in our bed." "Donny, how have you chosen the six boys and men you have accepted as your slaves?" "Why, Jamie? Are you interested in becoming number seven?" Looks alone and the ability to take two dicks would have warranted giving the man a chance. "Do you think you could handle me?" Donny didn't wait a moment, grabbing the young man and putting him in a hammerlock he drew him away from the mouth that had not yet managed to bring him to orgasm. "One, come over here. Connect the cuffs around his ankles. Can you reach the left handcuff? Good. Now go get me the long bull whip, bring your riding crop, also. Jamie, you want to know if you can be handled. When I'm done here we're going to see which dog is ready for a piece of man ass. "You want to know how I choose the slaves I accept? First, they need to know how to follow orders. Second, they need to attract me physically and be willing to show their bodies all the time; no worries there, handsome. Third they need to be ready to take on a dog when I say jump. Fourth they need to be able to take a beating, silently. Last, either their mouth or ass needs to be exceptional. "So, right now I know you can fill two of the requirements. We're going to find out about number three as soon as One gets back from the stable. When we're done with that you'll find out if you enjoy having a dog hump your ass." "Thank you, sir." It was exactly the response Donny had expected, there had been enough signs that Jamie wanted dominated for a blind man to follow. "Just a light beating, One." Donny spoke quietly enough that he didn't think the man would hear him. "How many times should One put the crop to your butt, boy?" It was a trick question; there is never a right answer. A slave that says too few is a weakling, one that requests too many will be good for nothing else. "Fifteen, sir." Even with light strokes his butt was going to feel that for days. "Count them, loudly slave." "One sir, thank you sir." "Two sir, harder please sir." Weldon increased the power he put behind the strikes and the slave counted loudly. At thirteen he lowered the drop so that it hit the man's thighs. The slave yelled out fourteen and fifteen loudly enough that men came wandering from the barn to see what was happening. "I will give you the next ten strikes, slave. I'll be using a ten foot bull whip. You will not utter a sound if you know what's good for you. Lean hard against the cross." The only sound that could be heard for the first few strikes was the whip cracking in the air and then the tip striking the smooth brown skin. As the number increased so did the strength he used to land the tip of the whip on the man's shoulders. After six strikes the men gathered around the pair could see that Donny had managed to lay down six perfectly parallel welts. Taking a moment to move into a new position Donny admired the work he was doing on Jamie's back. He heard the man muttering as he prepared to continue. "What did you say, slave?" "Thank you, sir." If he hadn't been intent on his work Donny would have chuckled at the slave's comment but he was. The next hit made the slave arch away from the cross but still he didn't scream or yell in pain. Quickly after that Donny gave him the last three stripes creating two perfect tic tac boards, one on each shoulder. "Get him down." One did as told releasing his legs first and as the man stood straight releasing his arms. Understanding that they were headed to the stall that held Buck and Mutt he guided Jamie to his hands and knees. Using the long dark hair he led Jamie to his owner's feet and whispered to the man that he should kiss them both and thank him again. Whoever had been his previous master had taught him well and Jamie needed no urging to do as One suggested. Joining Jamie in front of his owner One muttered to him that they had about a hundred feet to go and should he have trouble to lean against his body. Heads held proud the pair of fairly matched young men followed Donny around the end of the barn to the stall where the next lesson was to be given. Arranging the slaves head to tail Donny allowed the dogs to explore their asses. Both big wolfhounds happily applied their tongues to the asshole they had chosen. When Donny could see that Jamie had settled down after the initial oral assault he called both dogs off. Outside the stall most of the guests were looking at the trio waiting to see if the young man who had come to the farm insisting that his only desire was to suck a dog dick was going to allow one of the big dogs to mount him. Buck and Mutt sat at Donny's side their pink bones showing the tips as the dogs began to get interested in the game they were playing. "Jamie, One will be mounted first. I want you to see a dog dick going in his asshole and how he is able to take it." While he was talking Donny was fitting both dogs with mittens on their front paws. He was not adverse to have the slaves scratched but he didn't want the welts he had careful placed on Jamie to be marred. "First, let us see you rim him. An asshole needs to be prepared properly for the rough fuck it is about to get." Normally, Donny would have used his finger to add lube to the mix of saliva Buck had left but he wanted to see Jamie licking his boy's asshole. He always found that stimulating and this was no different, his dick was pleased with the show of ass licking that Jamie gave. "Now, use this lube and generously grease his ass. One taught you how to handle a dog dick yesterday. Gently grease Buck's dick as far up as you can. Now, move back a few feet." Buck knew what he was to do. As soon as Jamie had let go of his dick he was ready to mount One. Once on top he did not take long in finding the soft center of the boy's ass and begin penetration. Whether it was instinct or experience the big dog didn't hump too fast until his knot was touching the boy's asshole. But as soon as he felt contact with his knot he began pounding against the hole that held his dick until he was able to force his way in. "Come here." Jamie crawled over to the boy that was demanding he allow a dog to fuck him avoiding eye contact but still holding his head high. "Turn your ass to me." He wanted to get his tongue into the man's ass but he thought he might lose control if he did. Allowing Mutt to lick the ass a few minutes, with Jamie facing One and Buck so the slave could see how the wolf-hound turned while his dick was still in One's ass. The huge dog towering over Jamie growled to warn him away. "You don't want to approach the dog when he's in that position, but you really want to feel him getting there. See the smile on One's face, it might be from getting humped or from pleasing me but I would bet that it came when Buck turned and his knot twisted in his ass." With no warning Donny slid two greased fingers in the slave's ass forcing grease up inside and working it around the opening. "I know you have a wonderful ass that can open up wide enough to take me and One at the same time, so you should easily be able to take Mutt's knot. You don't want to try working his dick, no squeezing or bouncing up and down. Let Mutt do the work, he knows what to do and will fill your ass with all his baby makers. He is generally a bit more frantic when humping than Buck so be sure you have a solid four footed stance." Donny wiped his hand on Mutt's dick and motioned the dog into place. "He's a wild poker before he get's inside, so I'll guide his dick to your asshole. If he pokes you in the balls you will know real pain." Jamie couldn't believe that the dick that had looked so rough and angry felt so smooth as it entered his ass. The dog was only partially in when all the men watching from outside the stall began applauding. The noise startled Mutt and he nipped the man's shoulder where it met his neck. Donny saw what was happening and motioned to the men watching to be quiet. Mutt hadn't stopped his possession of the asshole and in minutes was battering his knot against the slave's assring. They didn't battle long, Jamie relaxed and Mutt popped inside. As much as he would have liked to squeeze the dick and knot within him Jamie followed the in-structions he'd been given and allowed Mutt to take him. He could feel the cum being pumped into him and involuntarily smiled at the joy of being bred by the big dog. The throbbing knot in his ass was a new and wonderful feeling that he swore to himself he would enjoy again and again. Nearly pumped dry Mutt turned and the wild rotation of the knot pushed Jamie over the edge and the slave spurted his own cum on the floor. Once again the audience broke into applause, not knowing that he was being rewarded for the good job he had done Mutt growled at the men outside the stall. Donny held back from Mutt, but did move over to Buck and give him a tug that caused the big hairy dog to pull his knot through One's ass ring. One was not one given to gasps of pain or pleasure but the dog pulling away drew a surprised gasp of pain and pleasure. "One, back your ass into Jamie's face. That's right, slave, eat the dog cum out of my boy's ass. Now you know what it takes to be accepted as a slave on this farm. If you want to join us you are going to have to prove that you can eat ass, dog cum from an ass and when I order it, shit from any ass available." Twenty minutes later they were outside the stall with Jamie being congratulated by the men he had travelled with to the 'Breed and Breakfast'. Donny and One left him to their attention and proceeded to the hot tub to soak. Under the shower rinsing off the hair Buck had shed, One asked Donny if he was seriously thinking about adding Jamie to the group. They discussed what he could do around the place realizing they didn't know what he did for a living or if he wanted to leave his current life. Laughing they went to the hot tub were for the first time that day they were alone and One could lay back in Donny's arms resting on the unbranded cheek, keeping Donny's hand away from his chest brand. They hadn't been in the hot tub for five minutes when Mr. Heinz joined them. Thanking the boys for a second show it only took Donny a few moments to get the leader of the group to start talking about the different men and what they did for a living. While he didn't connect names and professions it turned out that all but one of the men were professionals, the one who was not was the stocky man who had asked for use of the dungeon and instructions. It turned out that he worked for many of the other men doing work that needed to be done around their houses, gardening and light repair work. Donny and One were interested to know what Jamie did for a living and asked Mr. Heinz straight out. When they learned he was a doctor the idea that he might want to join them as a slave died. After learning that he was not happy with his current job or his profession the slightest spark grew again. The reality of having seven slaves ate at One, they would need to be having more guests at the farm and that would mean more work for everyone. He had given up the idea when Jamie walked up and sat beside the hot tub. Somewhere in the barn, probably from one of the dogs, he had taken a collar and placed it around his neck. "Sir, may I join you?" "Have you douched? I don't want the hot tub filled with dog cum." "I used the hose in the bathroom behind the barn." "What?" "I used the hose in the bathroom behind the barn." "Until you learn how to speak to me you can sit there silently." "I'm sorry, sir." "And?" "Sir, the slave used the hose in the bathroom behind the barn." "That's better; now get that ass in here." "Sir, did this slave please you, sir?" "You would know if I wasn't pleased, slave. Why did you put on the collar?" Donny knew what was coming even though he couldn't believe that this beautiful, sexy and intelligent man really wanted to join the ranks of his slaves. "This slave wants to belong alongside your other slaves, sir." "I think I have enough slaves. Why should I accept you as one?" "The slave is able to do all that you asked of it. My other life is that of a doctor and you might be able to use one. A slave to doctor the men you beat or brand. If anyone gets sick or a dog bites them or an ass gets ripped the slave could save you from going to a doctor that would have to report the abuse." "Stand up. Now, bend over and show us your asshole. One, do you want this worthless slave as your own personal slave? I had intended to give you Six but I think you should have one that will be on the farm 24/7." "Slave, if you were to become my property you would need to cater to my ass. You did well eating the dog cum from it, but there is more that comes from an ass and you would need to eat that also. I would expect you to drink most of my piss and satisfy at least one dog a day. I was barely teasing your ass with the riding crop this evening. When necessary I will use it heavily and for many more strokes than you requested tonight. No slave on this farm has the right to refuse having sex with a man or dog he has been ordered to service, can you live like that? " One had been addressing the man's ass. Finished with his questions for the moment he probed the asshole with two fingers and when it began opening for them added a third and fourth. With his other hand he reached under the man and squeezed his balls hard enough that the man grunted. "Sir, yes sir." "And when I decide that your ass needs my fist inside to teach it who it belongs to?" "Sir, the slave will be clean and ready, sir." "After a month I will expect One to brand you as his property. If all you have heard is acceptable pledge yourself to One."