Date: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 16:29:23 -0500 From: charles Turner <cbru49@gmail.com> Subject: Captive Chapter XLIII CAPTIVE XLIII The next few weeks passed quietly with no more than five guests at once. Without Donny to organize or narrate the Saturday shows they were temporarily suspended. The guests had heard about one or the other show and there were questions but no one seemed to feel they were due a show on their visit, so there were no problems. Donny had driven back to the farm twice in three weeks to spend a night with Weldon. Both boys missed the other, badly. Donny's father was lingering in the hospital. His mother spent many evenings and some nights with her husband but also spent time with her son. During a particularly bad evening her husband had been shouting out things about what he had done to his son. The hospital workers told her not to worry that he was hallucinating and that she shouldn't believe his ranting. When she talked to Donny about what he had said her son admitted that everything his father had claimed was true. She had always suspected her husband of sexually abusing her son but Donny had never acted out or made comments that would have made her ask him the truth. When the son asked why she had separated father and son if she didn't know she claimed she could only take care of one of them and Donny seemed happy to and capable of living with his grand-father on the farm. She had a lot of disgust with her husband to work through and only then did Donny admit that the farm was now an excuse for him to follow through on the life he'd been given by his father and grandfather. Hearing her son admit that he had sex with dogs was more than she cared to accept. For two days afterwards she said nothing to her son, not how his father was doing, not good morning son, not even get out of here. It was on the third Sunday that he was there that his mother returned from church and the hospital asking him to sit with her in the kitchen. Donny didn't know what was coming but all serious talks in his family occurred around the kitchen table. His mother had made a pot of coffee which told him they were going to be there for a while since she generally only made a single cup late in the afternoon. "Donny, you know your father has been acting insane since you were about ten. The doctors I spoke with at the hospital before you got here said that it was most likely caused by the tumor that is now killing him. That is no excuse for what he did to you, but I want you to know that there may have been a reason other than a lack of love. "As our only child we have given you every ounce of love we could. I can not express how distressed I have been to learn what he did to you, first raping you himself and then tying you up so those wolfhounds your grandfather kept could rape you, too. I'll never know why he turned that way, but I'm going to cling to the doctors' claim. "You were not the only one he treated bad sexually. I find it hard to tell you about our sex life, but it may make you less angry at your father. Shortly before I sent you out to your grandfather's farm your father had taken to forcing himself on me in any position he wanted whenever he wanted. It didn't seem to matter to him if there were people around or if I didn't enjoy what he was doing to me. "You don't need to know what he forced me to do, but it wasn't natural. The first year you stayed on the farm I made him go to counseling with me, it didn't do us any good. No it did one thing, he thanked me after each bizarre sex act he performed. You probably don't remember but he bought that mixed wolfhound that ended up at the farm, the one we called Mutt. You were on the farm and I was home for the Fourth of July weekend and he tried to make me have sex with the dog. "At first he wanted me to have oral sex with the dog, he tried holding my legs so the dog could get his nose and tongue at me. I fought him and somehow got free. I came up here for a few weeks. He promised to get rid of the dog so I went home. But he hadn't done it. When I got home he met me in the garage and beyond anything he had ever done tied me up. He kept me tied up in the garage for a week. My time was much like you told me yours was. "When he left me free I went to the police and a lawyer. I wish we had known about the tumor, but I refused to drop charges against him unless he submitted to being chemically castrated. I don't remember who took Mutt out to the farm but when your father got home he had no interest in sex. He was still acting insane but at least it didn't involve me so I stood by my marriage vows. "Donny, if I had known that he had abused you, too, I would have had him sent to jail. "What I don't understand is why you didn't tell me." "I talked to Grandpa. He told me that if I told you, that you and dad would not stay together. Part of me wanted that but part of me thought you wouldn't want to live alone. "There was one other thing. Grandpa knew that I had." "You what, son?" For the first time in three days his mother touched him, placing a light hand on his forearm. "He told me that if you asked him about the dog raping me he would tell you it wasn't rape. He had seen me a year or so earlier sucking a dog's dick but had never said anything to me or anyone else. He promised that would no longer be a secret I could hide from the world if I complained about my father." "Those assholes. You said he caught you sucking a dog's dick?" "Do you remember Sandy. When you left me with Grandpa he and I would run through the fields and end up by the pool on the deserted farm next to Grandpa's. I was about nine when I started exploring his dick, I had been using him for a pillow after swimming for years and it seemed the natural thing to do. I don't know exactly when grandpa learned what I was doing, but I was doing it fairly regularly by the time I was ten. "I don't believe the dog sex has anything to do with his tumor. I think there is something in our family that draws us to it. Genes, nurture; I don't know but I don't feel bad that I enjoy it. If I had first sucked another boy I might never have learned that I enjoy sex with a dog, the first experience with Dad and Buck were not pleasant." "Then, son, why did you ever try it again?" "I loved Sandy and Buck, I thought about what had happened and decided that if the dog enjoyed it I might have only been reacting to being forced, not to the sex itself. I got grandpa to help me try it the next time and everything was so much different and better that I swore that it was something that I would enjoy for the rest of my life." "But, you have a lover, now, right?" "I do. He was not sure that having sex with the dogs was going to work for him, but he enjoys it now. If not as much as me, almost." "Isn't it illegal in this state?" "No, the sex is not illegal but what is illegal is promoting the sex publicly." "This may be a little much from your mother, but do you top the dog or do you allow him to top you?" "It is a bit much, but I guess you deserve to know that I don't believe in men topping dogs. I think it is basically rape to do that. Some people think they have a different relationship with the dog and that they can do that in love but I don't." "So, all you have on the farm are male dogs?" "Yes." He had thought his mother was handling the talk well, but he was dumbfounded when she next spoke. "Son when I thought you were having sex with that Mexican boy I was disgusted that my son could be gay. When my own husband tried to get Mutt to rape me I was even more disgusted. Hearing you talk about living on the farm, regularly having sex with dogs makes me sick to my stomach. After your father dies and I move to the city I never want to hear about this again. "If you don't get yourself out of that life I want you to forget that I'm your mother and never speak to me again." "I will leave now if you wish." "No, son. You should be here until your father dies and is buried. " "You know why I don't care about him, now. Why should I stay?" "You do not have to stay, but I don't want you to regret not being here for me or your father later in life. So please, for yourself stay." His mother had stopped looking at him and he didn't know if he wanted to say anything more so he left the kitchen and went to barn where there wasn't anyone to hear him cursing his father and mother. Even though he was certain that Weldon wouldn't know what to do either he wished he was with the boy for whatever comfort his physical presence would bring. As his language cooled and he found himself longing for Weldon he sat on a bale of hay and allowed himself to think about all that had occurred in the past few months and the conversation he'd had with his mother. His life was truly bizarre but he wouldn't have it any other way. He missed everything about his farm, especially Weldon and the ability to run around naked. Since he'd been at his parents' he hadn't had a single day when it was feasible for him to be naked except in bed. Tired of the restrictiveness of being there he stripped off his clothes except for a pair of the buttless underwear he had bought for Weldon and called his boy on his phone. While they talked and Donny told his slave/lover about the conversation he'd had with his mother he found an old blanket that had been used to pad a tractor seat. Spreading the blanket out on the barn floor he lay down on his stomach and tried having Weldon talk him through being fucked. It wasn't too satisfying, but with two fingers in his asshole he was getting lost in the conversation. His eyes had been closed since the first finger had found its way inside and as Weldon spoke about sliding his dick inside his owner/lover Donny felt something nudging his hand. At first he thought he was imagining more than was actually happening. After a couple more times of feeling something against his hand he turned to look behind him to see the neighbor's Labrador standing between his legs. Having no lube he was not ready for the gentle dog to mount him but the idea of having his hole licked by the dog was pleasing and he began telling Weldon about what was happening to him. His slave urged him to mouth the dog's dick to get it wet. Donny was unsure the dog would stand for it, but sliding around on the blanket he found the Black Lab already was fully engorged. Donny needed no more encouragement from his slave but listened on the phone while he took the dick in his mouth. After a few minutes he knew he wanted to try allowing the dog to mount him. He spit as much saliva as he could into his hand and worked it in his asshole, all the time telling Weldon what he was doing. The boy whispered sweet nothings and encouragement to him through the phone telling him that he wished he were with him to guide the dog to his asshole. Once the dog was on his back he was too far gone to tell Weldon much but let him know when the sharp point first hit when the dog forced his way in a few inches. By the time the dog had begun to hump him everything he muttered into the phone was unintelligible but let Weldon know that he was enjoying the strange dog mounting him. Where the dog had entered the barn or why he knew that Donny needed to be mounted was a mystery that Donny would leave til later. "Damn he's giving me a lot of cum. I wish you were here watching this. There isn't going to be anyone around to lick the cum out of my ass but aawww. Yes, he turned. Baby, it feels so good. Yes, yes, yes. He just fucked the cum right out of my dick. "God, I miss you, boy. I'll be home in a couple days, being away this much is too much for me. "My phone's dying. Call me later this evening, around ten-thirty. I want to hear you having Curly mount you." Having been on one end of that conversation he could barely wait to listen in while his boy talked about the big Akita taking his ass. But, for now he wasn't going any-where. The lab was ass to ass with him and not exerting any pressure to get out. Thinking he had twenty or thirty minutes before the dog moved he lay his head on the blanket and relaxed. He had been thinking about how many times he had ordered his slaves to let dogs mount them and how few times he allowed the dogs to have his ass when the Lab pulled away. Donny didn't move, he knew the dog would lick his ass for a few minutes before he moved away and he always enjoyed that few minutes. It didn't seem like the Lab had cleaned all the dripping cum off, he turned to see why the dog had stopped licking him and found himself face to face with a dog he'd never seen before. Hearing the growl in the dog's throat he knew that he was in for another humping if he didn't move right away. The big white dog behind him was a grown version of the pup he'd given Weldon and he didn't seem to care that the man at his feet wanted to get away. As Donny tried to move so he could stand the Dogo moved over his back and grabbed him by the ear. The Dogo wasn't biting hard but Donny was afraid that he would lose the ear if he pulled away. He was also feeling another sharp pain, the dog dick was hitting his nether as the Dogo was trying to find his asshole. He'd never had two dogs in one session but realized that claim was soon to be voided as the Dogo was not going to be denied. He hoped the Lab had left enough cum to ease the way for what he thought might be the thickest dog dick he had ever touched. Somewhat afraid but excited, he tried guiding the Dogo to his asshole. As soon as the tip of the dick touched his asshole the Dogo let go of his ear. Donny pressed back against the dog and gasped as the full thickest of the dick spread his ass ring. He hadn't expected to feel more sensitive than when the Lab humped him but a second fuck immediately following the first wasn't something he'd had since his father had fucked him and turned Buck loose on his ass at eleven. As that thought went through his mind he tightened up and the Dogo hadn't liked it, he growled in the boy's ear again. The noise brought Donny back to the moment and he tried relaxing again and felt the sudden push of more dick into his ass. He wished he was with his slave; the boy being the one taking the Dogo. That selfish thought forced him to concentrate on the moment and as the dog began humping he had to bite down on the blanket so as not to scream. How many times had he forced one of the slaves and even his lover to take more than one dick in this short of time? Yes, he had allowed them lube, but still they must have been more and more sensitive as the dogs wore the lube away. Jamie taking six boy dicks in his ass, one after the other? Could they have enjoyed it? Sure he had always been certain that the receiver had a hard dick, but still the pain must have been more than the pleasure. His mind had wandered only for a moment as he tried getting accustomed to the dick in his ass but now the Dogo had reached deep into his ass and the knot was pounding his sensitive opening. Was this the best or worst fuck he had ever had from a dog? His own dick had once more gotten hard, he wasn't sure when. It was coated in his earlier load and as the Dogo humped him rubbed against the soft cloth of the butt-less underwear. If he hadn't needed both hands to hold himself up under the dog he would have torn the cloth away but the dog was ramming him so hard that he couldn't risk moving or he might end up face down on the barn floor since the dog had driven him from the blanket. The gushes of dog cum eased the way for the dick and soothed his sensitive membranes. As much as he tried to open his ass ring the Dogo was unable to break through. How big was the knot that he was unable to ram it through his ass ring? Donny couldn't guess. He knew by the time the Dogo had been hammering away for five minutes that the knot must be larger than anything that had ever been inside him. Thinking of the size he remem-bered Weldon's hand being able to force its way through. If the Dogo was larger than that he might not get in and they wouldn't tie, a small blessing. The idea of not tying had given his body momentary relief and he must have relaxed just enough, because the next time he felt the knot hammering against his ass ring it slid part way in, holding him open for the next lunge. Donny knew the dick in his ass wasn't as large as a horse dick but it filled him in ways he had never felt full before. He felt great, he felt in more pain than ever. As the Dogo turned, Donny wondered where the dog had appeared from and if he could take him home. Connected ass to ass many thoughts went through his head, most of them having to do with the dog that had just humped a second load of cum from his balls. He knew he wanted to take the dog back to the farm and allow Weldon the experience he just had. Donny really didn't want to steal the dog, but hadn't the Dogo come to the farm to possess him? He had taken to carrying a sack of dog food in the Camaro in case he found a dog he wanted to buy when he was not near the farm. Once the Dogo had cleaned the cum from the exterior of his ass and licked a bit while the asshole returned to its normal size Donny pulled on his pants and shoes. When he returned to the barn the Dogo and the Lab were rubbing up against each other like the best of friends. Both dogs greeted him as if he were a long lost owner and when he put down food for the Dogo shared the meal. Donny sat on the same bale of hay as earlier and debated locking the dogs in the barn until he left for home but decided that would be too much like dognapping. Regretfully he decided to try and find the owner of the Dogo after he returned the Lab to the neighbor. After eating some food both dogs went to where he was sitting and nuzzled him and licked at his face. What they were trying to say he wasn't sure, but he had a feeling they were telling him they knew he was their bitch. "Thanks, for bringing Blacky home. He wanders away all the time but usually is home before dinnertime. I was wondering where he was. Some day he is going to go off with someone driving by and that will be the last we see of him. My wife always says that the dogs choose us and should he choose someone else we should be happy for him. I think that's a crock but if he leaves I'm not going to look for him, we have never been able to get him to stay home. He probably has pups all over the township. "If he shows up over at you parent's place don't worry about him, he'll find his way home. Although, he seems to like you more than he wants to come in the house. "Come here, Blacky." The Lab had other ideas, he ran to the Camaro and waited for the man that was his bitch. "If you don't want him to take off after me you should probably take him in the house or wherever he stays." Blacky ran around the car as his owner approached. "Looks like he has chosen you. No one here will be too upset if you want to take him. Let me get the wife, she will want to say goodbye to the ungrateful critter." When the man and his wife came out to the car Blacky allowed them to pet him but he wouldn't budge when the woman tried to have him go with her to the house. "Young man, it looks like you have another dog." "The Dogo isn't mine. Do you have any idea where he belongs? This is the first time I'd seen him and I was going to try and find his home." Donny was glad to be taking the Lab, he would make a nice addition to the harem at the B and B. He would like to take the Dogo, too, but he needed to try returning the dog to its owner. "That big white dog? What did you call him?" "He's a Dogo Argentino, they are pretty expensive. Whoever lost him must be looking for him." "He's not from around here. I've seen him running around for the last couple weeks, but this is the first time I've been close enough to tell the dog's sex. You could ask down at the feed store, the clerk there knows most of the dogs and horses in the area. He fills in at the vet's office when Dr. Gothe is out making rounds." "Thanks, I'll check with him and the vet. If they don't know where he belongs I guess he can just run loose until he decides to go home." Checking with three people was as far as Donny was going to go. "He looks pretty happy sitting in your car." "He's a good dog. Well, thanks for your Lab, I'm not going to lock him up or put him on a chain so he may still return here." If the Lab stayed around the farm until he was headed back home in a few days he would have a new home. He figured between food and sex that Blacky was going to stay put. When he opened the car door the black Lab jumped in and began playing with the Dogo. The previous owner saw that it may not be the boy their dog had chosen but the dog in his car. "They really seem to like each other." "They do, if I find the Dogo's home, Blacky may come back that much quicker. Keep watch. Does he have a collar or license?" "Sure, let me get them. If he comes home I'll come over to your parent's place and get them." Happily for Donny the clerk at the food store had no idea where the Dogo lived and when he took him to the vet's office no one knew anything about him. They checked him for a chip but didn't find one, so Donny walked out to the car the bitch of two new dogs. He spent some time making the dogs a bed and finding some bowls for food and water. Both dogs followed after him like he was in heat and they were going to be the first to get his ass. It was getting dark by the time he had them settled in the barn, they both seemed to understand basic commands and when told to stay sat on the blanket until he turned his back. He hadn't walked more than five steps when the Dogo had him by the belt and was attempting to pull him back to the blanket where they'd fucked before. "No. I see you're a horny bastard, but I am already walking like I rode a horse all day. So, what are we going to do about it?" It was if the hundred pound white dog understood every word. As Donny stood watching him his dick slid out of the sheath and had grown almost to eight inches long and almost as thick as a soda can. "What do you expect me to do about that?" The Dogo seemed to know exactly what he was to do. With a lunge he had his paws on the boy's shoulder and was riding him to the ground. He didn't hesitate a second but stepped over the boy until his dick was dragging across his face. Donny had sucked Weldon and two or three of the dogs at the B and B but he was not a practiced cocksucker and wasn't at all sure he would be able to handle the dick insisting on his attention. His abilities didn't matter. As soon as his mouth was open the Dogo lowered his cock and before the boy had a chance to try sucking he was humping as furiously as he had done to the boy's ass two hours before. As he pushed at the back of Donny's throat the boy tried giving him some friction so that he knew he was lodged inside. He couldn't believe the Dogo was able to give him so much cum, the first flow was sweeter than any dog cum he'd had before, the second gush was so much that it overflowed his mouth but the earthy, spicy taste made Donny want to capture it all. The last stream of cum was neither sweet nor spicy but the taste was still pleasing to the dog lover. The Lab wasn't to be denied his chance to cum again and when the Dogo moved away stepped over to Donny. First, he licked the cum from the boy's face and then just like he'd seen the other dog do stepped over his face. The boy let the Lab hump his mouth, but kept his lips tight enough that the knot was not able to enter. The difference in taste was remarkable. He'd always known that different boy cum tasted different but had never taken two loads of dog cum so close together so he was able to tell the difference like he did that day. Even though he had cum twice himself Donny wanted more action for his dick and not having his slave or another boy to take care of it rolled back to see if he could suck his own. He wasn't as limber as some of the boys and all he could get in his mouth was the head of his dick and an inch of the shaft. It was enough to take him over the edge and within a minute of being in his mouth his dick was spurting all the cum he had on his tongue. He decided at that moment that he liked dog cum more than he liked his own. As he lay there rolled over his head he had one of those moments when he wished that Weldon was his master not his slave. Was it possible that he could find a master that would take both of them and his other slaves? Or was it possible that they could both become slaves to the Dogo? Was that not the solution? What would his slave/lover think about them both being at the mercy of the new dog? And would the other slaves still have enough respect to obey him? Donny didn't know how much longer he would be away from home but decided that the Dogo wouldn't go to the B and B until he was returning for good. The three of them would visit in a few days and Weldon would get to share the Dogo while the Lab would have his choice of slaves. He planned on bringing the Dogo back to keep him well serviced until the farm was sold and his mother moved into the city. He was missing Weldon, too much. He needed to talk to his mother about looking for the place where she wanted to live when she left the farm. His father was never going to return to the farm so there was no reason for her to wait.