Date: Tue, 11 Nov 2003 12:40:08 +0100
From: jaken <jaken@email.si>
Subject: hireling: hireling11

hireling-11

   Author: jaken, jaken@email.si, from Slovenia


   Please ignore the mistakes!

   Story involves sex, domination, joy and satisfaction!

   Do not read if you are not allowed to by some authority. If
you are offended by sex or/and (sexual) abuse among men even
when written you do not have to read.


In a story safe sex in not as important as in real life!


   Story is fictional.
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   SUBSISTENCE
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   He pumped my ass some more then pulled his cock out. He
started fucking me with his fingers.

   "Open your mouth." He started feeding me his cum. "Lick it.
That's a boy." I was glad not being full with shit. He took
the shorts and put them under my hole. "Push the cum out. Come
on. You can do it." He teased my hole with his fingers and I
felt the warm liquid slowly leak down my hole.
   "Yes, that's a boy. Push it out. Now, turn around." He
pushed me to my knees and I looked up at him and he put the
cum under my nose then pushed my face inside. "Lick that
clean." He started pushing the shorts inside my mouth and
smashed my cock with his sneaker. "I am glad having you here.
You should not disobey me again." He slapped my face a few
times. "I think you have work to do. I will see you in the
evening." He wiped his cock in my pyjamas.
   He took my toothbrush and razor out of the bag and took the
bag. "Get dressed! Is there something I need to know?"
   "Master. I have to give Mr. Rigory my ID. It is in my car."
   "No, it is not. Don't worry about that. I'll bring it to
him."
   I nodded my head and started pulling the shorts on as he was
leaving with my stuff. I did not know what to say to Mr.
Rigory.
   I looked around and noticed my flip-flops were gone. I
looked at the stains on the pyjamas then checked myself in the
mirror in the basement toilets.
   I was no one. I had no belongings just this old pyjamas I
wore. The shorts under them were dirty from piss and some from
my shit mixed with the cum he fed to me. I washed my face
trying to wipe the humiliation away.

   I reported to Mr. Rigory. He gave me a key to some storage
room in the attic. "You will find a bed there I think. You can
have it. It's not worth much so you don't have to worry."
   I went to have a look. It was all dusty in there. In a way I
was glad not having to sleep there. I looked around to see
what was in there. There was a bag with cloths and I looked
inside it. Old torn boys' underwear, white with a fly, then
some undershirts, an old shirt and a pair of trousers. There
were also some dishes and plates around.
   I took the mattress out. Dust fell over my head and I
started carrying it to the basement. Most of the boys returned
to the dorm by this time and made jokes as usually.
   Tom grabbed me by my neck on the stairs. "You moving in
here? You better clean the mess when you are done!" As I
continued carrying the mattress he pulled in the opposite
direction then let go.
   Boys laughed and one of them came and started punching the
mattress and kicking it till I fell over. Then a few of them
jumped on it and punched it till I heard Mr. Rigory.

   I got to my feet. "You OK?"
   "Yes Sir. I fell over. It's quite heavy."

   He did not mention the boys at all. I carried it to my new
home and in a way I was happy to live close to Deman. I will
be at his hand whenever he pleased.
   The room looked even more miserable than I did. There was a
small window looking south. I could hear the boys outside
playing. Everything was so dirty in there. I had no idea on
how to clean that. I went to bring the sides of the bed.

   "Where are your flip-flops?" Mr. Rigory asked me. "You
should put them on."

   "Yes Sir. They should be in the basement somewhere. I am not
sure. I will look for them."

   When I went pass Deman's room I knocked and waited. Hun
opened the door wearing tight red shorts and a white see-
through shirt. I admired him so much. Every muscle was so nice
defined and his nipples were hard peaking through the
material.

   "What do you want?"
   "Please. I would like to ask Deman for my flip-flops."
   "What? Wait here. And straighten that body of yours. Hands
along the sides. He he. That is good."

   I stood still in front of Hun. He made me hard. I was just
fucked and still tasted Deman's cum in my mouth and it felt
like some of it leaked in the dirty shorts. I started getting
hard seeing Hun's tight ass and tried to look straight.

   Deman came out of the toilet wearing one of my shirts and
boxer-shorts. He was barefooted. I loved the sight of him. I
knew he looked so much better than me. He looked me up and
down then at my face and punched me hard I almost fell over. I
looked at him with fear not knowing what I did and instantly
felt guilty.

   "Get out of here you scum. Who do you think you are to come
knocking on my door?" He smashed my toes then slapped my face
on each side using the flip-flops then pushed me backwards
then threw them down the stairs and shut the door.
   I slowly walked away and downstairs to get the footwear. I
took one and wanted to take another but a guy took it. "Hey.
What is this doing in the hall?"
   "It's mine I dropped it. Please give it to me."
   "I don't believe you. You just want it for yourself!"
   I had the other one on my foot and looked at him. "No,
please give it back."
   He called for a guy in the hall "Hey Pun. Is this of him? He
stole one already!"
   "I saw him barefooted today. Who know where he got it!"

   The guy joined him. Both were nice. One of was about 170
tall and Pun was a bit taller. They must have been like 16 or
so. Pun had nice hair. Long, tousled, dirty blond. I loved his
neck. He was dressed in light brown(sand) military trousers
and black shirt.

   Pun came closer to me and grabbed on my shirt and pulled a
bit and let it go showing disgust on his face.

   "What is he? A pig?"
   "Guy..." I tried to say something when the other guy grabbed
my jaw.
   "Look. I was not talking to you." He squeezed harder pushing
his fingernails in my skin. I wanted to hold his hand with
mine and he squeezed even harder I moved my hands back
surrending myself and he released the grip. "That's better!"

   "Hey Guys. Please give it back. I have work to do."

   They looked at each other then called for another guy to
join them. He was stronger than me but I think of same age as
Pun.

   "We need to teach this pig a lesson." With no hesitation
that guy grabbed my shirt and threw me to the floor. He then
pulled me by my hands inside a toilet and I lost the one flip-
flop I had. All 3 of them came inside and shut the door. I
crept back on my hands moving away from them. The sight of the
boys approaching me was a bit scary. One of them took his belt
out and they started kicking my feet. I tried to get to my
feet and they pushed me down.
   "Grab him by his arms. Push them back." They tied my hands
with the belt and pulled on it not letting me stand up. It
hurt and I lowered my head at their boots.
   "Ouch. Please Guys. Let me go. I did not steal the flip-
flops. Mr. Rigory gave them to me. Please..."

   Pun pulled my face up pushing two fingers inside my
nostrils. "Shut up!" he kicked my balls and I bent forward
with my mouth on the boot he kicked me with. I kissed it one
time and rested my head on the floor beside it looking meekly
at him.
   They all went inside a toilet one by one and pissed in it.
"Now it's your turn!" I was pulled and they pushed my face
inside the still warm boy-piss.
   "Your shaved head will sine from it, pig!" One kept kicking
my ass and one pushed my head deeper. I felt the belt being
removed and the guys left with laughter.
   I tasted the boy-piss and sipped some then flushed the
toilet with my head still inside.
   I put the flip-flops on.

   Mr. Rigory saw me coming out. "What were you doing in
there?"
   "I used a toilet, Sir."
   He looked at me and I felt miserable. I looked down, stood
still and he approached me. The three guys were still in the
hall, Don just came from the gym with some guy.
   They all looked at me.
   I felt a low-life. They were all so nice and I was dirty and
smelly. My legs are hairy and they showed as the pyjamas
trousers were too short for my size. Also some hair was seen
at my chest which looked quite nice, perhaps a bit funny as my
head was shaved. I stood still.
   "You should not use boys' toilets. You just make them clean.
Now go and clean it!"
   "Yes Sir."

   I walked to the storage room and took what I needed. Mr.
Rigory left and the boys watched my every move.
   "The scum used our toilet!"
   "He stinks!"
   "I'll make sure he gets it clean!"

   I looked at the floor and walked by carrying the bucket.
Inside I wanted to fill it with water.

   "What are you doing?" Pun pulled me and the water splashed
over me. "You are not supposed to use the toilets, just clean
them! You dumb or what?" The guy pushed me in the hall. "Go
and fill the bucket. There's a pipe outside!"

   I went outside in the yard and filled the bucket. I looked
up at Deman's window and saw him smoking a cigarette with Hun,
both leaning out.

   As I returned I saw Deman joined the others. As I wanted to
enter the toilet he stopped me. "I see you are making problems
again. You think you can clean the toilet with this water? Go
out and fill the bucket up!"

   "Yes Boss." I did not think. I had to address him with Boss
in front of other boys. They knew he had power over me and I
knew I had to show his dominance; not just over me.

   I carried it out and brought the full bucket back. It was
about 15 litters. When I returned some of the guys left. I
took the rag and started scrubbing the urinals.
   "Take the flip-flops off and wash your feet first." I took
them off and put outside then washed my feet with the water I
brought. "You really are dumb. You need to be taught a lot.
Take the water out and bring fresh water back. And get
yourself another bucket so you won't have to go twice."

   "Yes Boss." I looked down, humiliated and went to get
another bucket.
   "Hey. Carry this one with you! You can't just leave the
things lying around." Deman took the rag off the floor and
tucked it inside my pants in front and wiped his hands in my
shirt. I was holding the bucket in one hand and he took the
detergent in the other.

   I returned with two full buckets with water carrying them
from outside. They were heavy. I put the detergent at my waist
and walked by the guys.

   "Hey! Need a hand! Ha ha"
   "You need a napkin or what?"

   I started cleaning and went to my knees. Guys stood in there
and smoked, talked and laughed at me. Now and then one would
kick me or throw the cigarette inside a urinal I just cleaned.
I could not finish the work as one would piss in a toilet, one
in the urinal or walk all over the place as I scrubbed the
floor. I was barefooted and crawled and scrubbed at their
feet.
   Finally they had enough and left.

   "You still in there? What are you doing? You've been
cleaning this toilet for an hour! You won't get paid for this.
I will take two hours from your payment! Now get to work!"

   "Yes Sir."

   I was so lost I had no idea what I was to do next. I took
the buckets still filled with water and carried them out.
   I was getting tired and nervous. I still had to collect the
laundry and trash and the night was coming.

   "You may not disturb the boys at this hour anymore. Just
finish the cleanings and go to bed. Jim will make sure the
work is done. Now go!"

   I again took the buckets and carried them full with water to
the first floor and started cleaning. Scrubbing the floor, the
bathrooms.  I used a mop and did the work quite fast.

   I was finally done and it was near 9pm. I had no idea of
what to do next. I went to see Jim. I was afraid to knock on
Deman's door. I stood there in silence for a moment till he
finished a conversation he had over a phone.

   He turned towards me. "You were overhearing my
conversation?" Before I could say a word he grabbed my neck
and squeezed hard. "Let's have a look at you." He pushed me
against a wall and I thought he would kiss me when he spat in
my face.

   "Hey Jim! I see you found our little bastard. He's been bad
all day long making problems."

   Deman showed up from nowhere. I was so glad seeing him. I
looked into his eyes listening to his words. He moved his lips
so gently he instantly calmed me down. I felt so secure seeing
him and bad for disappointing him again. After a few seconds
listening to his words I lowered my look in shame and looked
down with Jim's saliva dripping down my face. He released the
grip on my neck and I collapsed on the floor and knelt in
front of them. I had no power in my legs and realizing I was
on my knees made me more humble. I put my hands on my back and
straightened my body when Deman pulled me to my feet by my
ear. I never lost eye-contact with him and the power was all
his.
   He led me inside the basement-toilets holding my ear. I was
glad we were alone with Jim and no other boy witnessed the
scene.
   "Did you lock-up upstairs? Go and get a towel!" Jim left in
a haze with some sort of anticipation.
   "It's been a long day for you so you can build yourself a
picture what your work is going to be like."

   There was a bath-tub in there. To the left side were stalls,
a basin on the right and the bath-tub at the end of the room
opposite to the door from the hall. He pushed me inside the
bath-tub. There was no enclosure round it. He took toilet
paper and started stuffing it inside my mouth.

   "Open up! That's a boy. Just don't swallow any!"

   He pushed the toilet-paper inside my mouth making it dry. I
almost spat everything out but he just put his hand over my
mouth then taped it. He caressed my shaved head admiring his
work in a way then gave me few short slaps over my face then
pushed me to my knees and released cold water over my head
wetting my pyjamas.

   "Get naked!" With that Jim had returned with a towel and a
bottle of a kind. "No haste. Take `em off slowly. Yes I want
you to play striptease for us."

   "Yea, show us your chest."

   I took the wet shirt off and tossed it to the floor then
started caressing my chest, played with my nipples and started
pulling the pants down. I turned around and showed my ass and
tried to be as good as possible. Both laughed and made
comments of my appearance. I didn't think many of strip-
dancers were gagged and whipped and canned. The bruises were
obvious and the cold water felt refreshing.
   Jims started fingering my hole and my bruises. I felt his
touch and recalled of Deman scratching over my back while
fucking me and filling me with his semen. My erection grew and
my cock showed in its full size; freshly shaved crotch
emphasized its size and form.
   I turned around facing Deman and looked down in shame, put
my hands behind my head and went to my knees. I recalled the
punishment I received from both of them tying me inside a
stall disciplining me. Deman showed me his overpower and
forced me into submission training me like an animal using
power and calming my fear with his touch. Instantly I felt the
energy of fear running inside my body and emotions of devotion
driving me into total submission. I would thank him but the
gag prevented any sound.

   "I see you learned to shave your pubes. I guess I will not
have to teach you again!" he scratched over my back with his
fingers and I moaned inside the gap. The paper he stuck into
my mouth got wet and I had some space to move it around my
mouth.
   Deman pulled the tape off and cleaned my mouth with water.

   "I think I will need that mouth of yours. If you make a
sound I promise you to scream all night!"

   He again taped my mouth and tied my hands to the pipe and my
feet together as well. Jim took the towel and rubbed it over
my back making it dry. He then wiped my ass and face. I looked
at Deman the whole time.

   He took the bottle and poured the contents over my back. I
screamed into the gag and pulled on the ropes inflicting
wounds on my wrists. Jim held my feet still and I could not
move them much kneeling. My eyes cried tears and begged for
mercy trying to express the words hidden behind the gag.

   "Calm down you puppy. I want you no harm! We need to
disinfect your wounds. It's for your own good."

   I looked at him not knowing if I could stand the pain when I
felt him disinfecting me again. I started crying in the gag
and felt Jim forcing his cock up my ass with one slow but
constant push.

   Deman started rubbing the alcohol in my back. "I want total
silence from you!" With that he pulled the tape off my mouth
and forced his hard cock up my eager mouth and rammed it down
my throat.
   He pulled my face up and opened my mouth then poured some of
the alcohol into my mouth and fucked me more. I felt both of
their cocks entering me. As the alcohol ran down my back Jim
also pushed some of it up my ass with the trust he gave me and
Deman kept pouring some into my mouth every now and then and
over my back as well.
   Jim started spanking my ass while fucking me and Deman
slapped over my back and fed me his cock. The alcohol started
to react and I felt dizzy and even hornier for the two studs
taking me. I was rock hard from feeling the cocks and the pain
faded in the pleasure receiving from them. I felt Jim trust
becoming more intense and Deman started shooting his load
inside my mouth scratching hard over my back forcing his cock
deep inside my mouth and I screamed with his cock down my
throat and shot my load in the intense pain.

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Author: jaken, jaken@email.si

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