Date: Thu, 02 Oct 2003 18:04:04 +0200
From: jaken <jaken@email.si>
Subject: hireling: hireling-6.txt

   hireling-6

   Thank You for Your help with language!

   Author: jaken, jaken@email.si

   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.

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   Notice that quotation marks when Vik thinks are single: `I
   need control!'

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   Story is fictional.


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   LEARNING THE FUTURE
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   Before falling asleep I thought dreaming about Deman but it
did not have any effect. I was awakened up by some noise
coming from a tractor. I was so at the end with my strength. I
lifted myself to my knees and looked around. I wanted to eat
something. I needed water. In the distance I saw the tractor
leaving the forest road. Some leaves were stuck to my skin so
I pulled them off.
   The overalls were almost dry from hanging out in the sun. I
grabbed them and smelled them. It was still some scent of
Deman's piss and I started licking and sucking the crotch. I
wanted to lie under him to feel his skin and the weight of his
body and smell his armpits.
   I'd had no idea of the time and decided to go to the dorm
and see what was happening. I sat outside on a bench for a few
moments trying to figure out the time. It was round 9 I
guessed. I was early that was sure.
   I saw Mike, the guy who had been hitchhiking, leaving the
dorm but I did not dare to call to him. I was waiting for
Deman but had no idea if he was still in there.
   I could not recall where my sneakers were. 'I guess I left
them in laundry room. No, in the toilet. I should check the
toilet.'
   I took off the other sock I had on as it was no use wearing
it. My stomach made funny noises and I felt dizzy while
walking. The groundkeeper was gone so I guess Mr. Rigory was
already there. I wanted to check how I looked, but in no time
I found the idea funny as I was not able to change much.
   I hoped to get my clothes back and go home to have something
to eat and maybe take a shower and get some rest though I
slept quite comfortably! I knocked and waited. No response. I
put my ear on the door to hear if anyone was in there then
knocked again.
   "Hey, Fido!" came from my back and I felt a hand on my neck.
It was Mr. Rigory. I looked at him. His strong hand was
holding me firmly. My neck did not move and I looked at him
moving my eyes. He was taller than me and surely stronger.
   "Hello Sir. I guess I am a bit early."
   "Early? You are half an hour late!" He pushed me to the door
with my face then opened the door and pushed me inside. I
stayed at the desk looking at his face and taking in his
anger. I stood still.

   "What happened to your face? You seem like you were beaten
up!"

   "Sir I fell off my bike when I rode it home. It was night
and I went through the woods."

   "I see. Hope no one gave you trouble."

   "No, Sir. I should be more careful but sometimes I ride my
bike like crazy!"

   "So why are you late? You need a wake up call? And your
overalls are damp."
   "Sir I could not go home. My keys are locked in the locker
in the basement together with my clothes. And I was all dirty
from falling and was afraid to come to the dorm like that."

   "So why didn't you ask the groundkeeper. I gave the keys to
him. You stupid or what or do you think I just forgot about
you?"

   `What? But I thought Jim did not know who I was?'

   I was tricked by Jim and Deman, that's for sure. I did not
know what to answer or what to ask, all I knew was I was
hungry.

   "No Sir. I am hungry and thirsty. May I go home and have
something to eat?"

   "I think you should get to work as soon as possible. But
first let's get you into something else. I don't like boys
thinking we are having repairs on the building or something.
Take that bag in the corner. I think it will fit you. Here is
the key and return to me when you change."
   "Yes Sir! Thank you!"

   I took the bag and went out the door. I felt so happy. `Did
he give me a uniform of some kind?' I did not have any worries
at the time but went to the basement happily. I checked the
toilet and found my sneakers inside the toilet. I knelt and
took them out with both hands. I smelled the overalls and the
sneakers and started licking the sneakers. I turned, put them
on the floor, knelt and held them with both hands then stuck
my nose inside and licked what my tongue could reach. I licked
everything, the sides, front, and soles.
   I hastened to change into my new outfit. I got naked then
looked inside the bag. I pulled out a light-blue cotton shirt
that did not seem new and light green trousers, same that
street cleaners wear. The trousers were a bit short and the
shirt was a bit too big. I buttoned everything up. There were
no buttons or zipper on the fly. I squatted and looked at my
fly. It did widen some, but nothing to panic about. `I guess
they are made this way. Or maybe I should wear jeans under
them? I should get me some underwear, though!'

   I looked at myself at the entrance as there was a glass
door. I looked more miserable than in the overalls. I knew
that guys would make fun of me or something but the principal
gave them to me and I was proud to be wearing a uniform. I let
the shirt hang over the trousers as it covered half the fly. I
knocked, entered and than stood still. He looked me up and
down.
   "Well, you do smell bett...different for now." He lingered at
my sneakers. "you look funny with those sneakers! Take them
off! Leave the key on the table."

   I stood barefoot holding the sneakers in my hand. I followed
him to the storage room.

   "Put them in here somewhere. And take those flip-flops. They
will suit you better. It's almost summer anyways!"

   I looked at him with submission and did as told. They were
too big but I could walk normally. I stood still in front of
him and waited for his inspection.

   A guy ran passed us and he stopped him.

   "Don! Stop! Where are you going so fast?"
   "Sir, I was just about to leave..."

   "Look at Vik. What do you think he did wrong?"

   Don looked at me with a smile noticing my outfit then
checked me from head to toe.

   "I don't know. Someone beat him up? Ha ha. He looks fancy...ha
ha", he smiled some more.

   My head dropped in humility but I stood still.

   "Maybe he should tuck in his shirt!" said the boy.
   "Do it, Vik!"

   I started tucking the shirt and watched the fly to be sure
it didn't spread and show my cock. They both looked at me. I
felt embarrassed and somehow managed to do it then stood still
again.

   "Yea, that's better. Well, I am off."

   With that the boy ran out and I looked at Mr. Rigory. I was
still hungry but did not want to mention it again.

   "Every time you are late you will not get paid for that
hour. I hope that makes you come to work on time."

   We started walking and I followed him up to the kitchen. Few
guys were sitting inside having a meal and I looked meekly at
everybody when they greeted Mr. Rigory.

   "You can have meals here but it will be deducted from your
payment. I think breakfast is hour work. If you stay for lunch
or dinner that will cost you two hours work. Did you
understand?"

   Everybody heard him giving me instructions and all I wanted
is to start eating I was not listening to what he was saying.

   "And I guess you don't have to say in advance you want a
meal as there is always enough food left for one meal."

   "Yes Sir." I looked at the floor and wanted to eat. My body
starts to shiver when I am hungry and I did not think of
anything but food. I felt humiliated by the way he put
everything but could not rationalize his words to make a
decision.

   "The cook will write down how long you are eating a meal as
I won't pay you for sitting around!"

   Mr. Rigory gently pushed me and I moved to the desk (counter
?) and held a plate to get some food. But the cook gave me the
book.

   "Write the time here!" he looked at my face.

   I took a pencil and wrote 10:07 in the row next to cleaner
0.

   It was after breakfast so there was salad, some ham, cheese
and bread and butter.
   The principal left. I held my plate and the cook gave me
some food. I looked hungrily at him waited for some more.

   "Hey, give me some more. I am hungry!"

   He looked at me. Brown eyes, around 190 cm tall, light brown
hair, enough weight for two like me, but it was not making him
fat. I did not know if I was to wait or to leave. He grinned
at me and gave me another piece of bread and more cheese.

   "Don't leave any!"

   I sat at a table and started eating.

   The guy approached me. "I know you are new here, but I hope
not to have to show you twice." He grabbed my plate and put it
on a table that was outside the kitchen at the door.
   "It's regulations. You can eat here or eat at home. You
should not enter the kitchen while in work clothes as you are
dirty and you bring microbes inside and the inspevtors could
close this kitchen in no time. I will bring the food to you.
You can open the door and I will see you waiting, or just say
someone who enters that you want a meal. And wash the plate in
this basin so flys don't start to breed (?). And yes, return
the plate when you are done. Just go through the toilet and at
the end there is a door that leads inside the kitchen and
leave the plate on the floor at the door."

   The table could be seen everywhere from the hall. He gave me
no fork for the food and no napkin. I started eating with my
hands and it was good. I was done in no time and wanted more.
I licked my fingers and then the plate clean and did not wash
it. The guys exited the kitchen while I was eating and one of
them left a can on my table. I checked and it was still some
inside so I took a sip. I enjoyed knowing I tasted his saliva
and there was surely some mixed with the drink. When I was
done I did as told. I washed the plate at the basin that was
next to the table where I ate. It had a pipe with cold water.
I returned the plate to the kitchen door and put it beside a
trash can and he nodded and I saw him writing down the time.
   I took a leak. I pissed on my hands then licked them and
drank water from the faucet.

   I started mopping the floor in the hall and the boys that
saw me commented on my outfit.

   "Finally got something decent to wear!"
   "Don't you think you should wear something in your size?"
   "Hey wipe this!" and he would spat on the floor.
   "Couldn't you get something older to wear?"
   "What happened to your face. Mum beat you up?

   As I was mopping the corners and on sids I went to my knees
and did it by hand. I checked my fly and it was quite open but
no one could actually see it as I was in such position.

   I turned the shirt-sleeves up as it was quite hot in this
new outfit. The trousers were coated with polyurethane on the
outside for water resistance with some cotton material on
inside. The shirt seemed like a winter shirt to me as it was
made of a thick material.
   A tall guy, about 190 cm, muscled hands came up the stairs
and went inside his room. I looked at him then at his feet out
of my fetish. I would love to lick and smell them so I
continued looking and enjoyed them in my imagination.

   "Hey! What you looking at? You think I should take off my
shoes if you just mopped the floor?" he started approaching
me. "ha? What is it with you? You have some problem with me?"

   `whoa. What is all this about. I was just...'

   "No. Sorry. I didn't..."
   "I should just go and walk around the hall! You jerk! Stick
to your work and leave me alone!" with that he kicked the
bucket and the dirty water splashed over me.
   I started collecting water with the rag I had. The floor was
tiled so he did not cause any damage.

   He knocked on one door. "Hey Fred. Come `n' see this clumsy
jerk Mr. Rigory hired!"

   The guy came out and they both laughed as I was in the
middle of the puddle wiping it up on my knees. Some got under
the trousers I wore even though the material was water
resistant(?), but I was kneeling and crawling in the water.

   "Look at his outfit. He looks better actually! Ha ha. Let's
give him a hand!"

   The guy that came out of the room was not taller than me,
but surely more powerful. It seemed to me that almost
everybody here was working out. He leapt into the puddle in
front of me and the water splashed over my face and shirt.

   "Hey guys! Stop it please!"

   "He does not want our help?"
   "We have one crazy son of a bitch here!" They again kicked
the bucket and the water splashed over me again.

   "Please guys leave me alone. I just wanna do the work!"

   "Look at his crotch! His fly is undone! Zip up that fly
boy!"

   I looked in panic to see if my cock showed but only the
shirt I tucked in was seen and a bit of my thigh. With one
hand I tried to close the fly by pulling one part over the
other.

   "Zip it up I said!"

   "I can't there is no zipper or buttons."

   They started stomping in the water so it splashed over me
and the wall.

   "Please guys! Stop that!" the dirty water was over my face
and shirt and on the wall. I tried to prevent that and covered
their shoes with the rag I had. That's when the guy that came
out first kicked me in my face.

   "You will regret this!" He grabbed me by my collar and
pulled so the shirt tore then threw me to the floor in the
dirty water. I fell on my stomach and he started wiping his
shoes in my shirt.

   "Hey. What is going on up there?" Mr. Rigory shouted out.
"What is happening?" he started walking up the stairs and some
other guys that were in the dorm heard him then came to see
what was going on. The guy took his shoe off me and he turned
towards him when I started getting up. I was all dirty and wet
in front and tried to hide my fly. There were like 7 guys and
Mr. Rigory watching me as I got to my feet.

   "You, Hun! Tell me what is going on!"

   The guy that came and kicked the bucket was Hun. I stood
still and checked on my fly and Mr. Rigory looked me up and
down then turned to Hun.

   "Sir. I came home and wanted to see what Fred was doing when
this freak fell over and knocked over the bucket and dirtied
my shoes. It was then that I got upset and pulled him and he
fell in the water."

   Guys that observed were giggling a bit and I looked with
some anger wanting to say the truth.

   "And you Fred? He dirtied your shoes too?"

   "Yes Sir. You can see they are all wet and dirty. It
happened as I opened the door. Good that no water leaked (?)
inside my room." He grabbed Hun by his shoulder and lifted one
foot for Mr. Rigory to see.

   He looked at the wall and walked carefully in the water then
looked at me. I looked back feeling totally humiliated being
like this in front of everybody that was there.
    More guys in the hall gathered with the other boys so I
guess everybody that was in the dorm at that time saw me and I
looked meekly at everybody but mostly at the floor and stood
still.


   "What you need to do now is clean this mess and then report
to my office. And try not take it too long. Tuck in that
shirt!"

   He walked down the stairs. As I was tucking the shirt I
heard giggles and tried to hide my fly but did not dare to
turn away from them. Mr. Rigory looked up at me once more as I
was doing it from the middle of the stairs and lingered at my
fly and left with no expression on his face. `He must be angry
with me. Why didn't he ask me what had happened?'
   I took the mop I was using and started wiping up the water.
The most of the guys stayed in the hall watching me cleaning.
My collar was torn on one side and two top buttons as well.


   "Faster Fido! Don't keep Mr. Rigory waiting!"
   "New clothes and you dirty it the first day! You are not
worth Mr. Rigory's attention!"

   A few of them started walking in the puddle then around the
hall to make everything dirty. I did not dare to say a word
but looked meekly at the guys and tried to avoid them as they
were standing in the hall.

   "Hey close that fly. We don't want to see your panties."
That was Hun telling everybody where to look. I did not know
really what to do so I continued cleaning as if I heard
nothing.

   When I was done I checked myself then took the flip-flops
off and wiped my trousers and feet with the rag then the
footwear. I put everything I used in place and knocked on his
door.

   "Hello Sir."
   "Come in and stand over there." He pointed near the office
that was next to his and a woman inside looked at me a bit and
I looked at Mr. Rigory. "What just happened is what could
happen to anyone. Although when you cause damage, damage has
to be repaired. I do not think what the boys told me was the
whole truth but I do not allow anyone to argue in public,
especially not work-staff with the boys. Therefore I did not
ask you of what just happened. You have to see that something
like that doesn't happen again."

   I had all sorts of thoughts in my mind but in a way I needed
to take his words for granted as he was running the dorm and
therefore I was under his control as well.

   "Yes Sir. I am very sorry for what has happened. May I go
and change as my clothes are wet?"

   "I don't think you should wear your overalls in here. I will
bring you something else. Go in the laundry and wash them
together with your overalls. I'll be there in a minute."

   "Yes Sir." With that I left to the basement and ran into
Deman.

   "Hello Sir."
   "What happened to you? What's that you are wearing?" He
laughed at me and pulled the fly apart exposing my crotch.
"You will walk around like this? You look quite good actually.
It suits you!"
   "Thank you, Deman."
   "So what happened to you?"

   "I had an accident while mopping the floor and Hun got angry
when I splashed water over his shoes and so did Fred."

   Mr. Rigory came from behind "I like to see my boys don't
lie. Would you have admited what you did if I'd asked you
first?"

   `What? What am I to answer him? The answer can not be
honest. I have to produce a lie that will hurt only me. If I
say the truth He will know I lied to him and with that I was
burned.'

   "Oh. I remembered something. Wait here." Said Mr. Rigory.

   Deman grabbed me by my ear. "tsk tsk tsk. You seem to make
more and more problems. I thought I disciplined you enough
yesterday but it seems you need a lot of work."

   He pulled my ear hard to one side so I almost fell over then
kicked me in my guts with his knee so I almost collapsed when
Mr. Rigory called.

   "Let's go." Me and Mr. Rigory started walking and I did not
close my fly coz I was in too much pain to even think of that
and tried to walk straight. Deman gave me one smack on the
back of my head as I was leaving. My anger rose me but the
pain was still my dominant feeling. I really get pissed off
when someone hits me like that!

   We reached the laundry.

   "Get out of these clothes. Come on. No poking about. I've
seen you naked and it does not matter to me at all what you
have on yourself so get a move on!"
   I was naked in front of him and held my new clothes in one
hand.

   "Where are your overalls?"

   "In the locker, Sir." I said that with most confidence
beacuse I knew where they were and it seemed odd to me he
would forget.

   "Oh yea! He tossed the key and I dropped the clothes I was
holding trying to catch it. "Go get it!" I looked left and
right and wanted to put the trousers back on when he shouted
"GO!" I started running in total fear. I felt he was getting
angry with me and nothing good could come out of it. The
stairs that led to the basement were somewhere in the middle
of the hall and it could be seen inside in the basement from
the ground floor if someone watched directly or caught a
glimpse of what was going on down there.
   Deman was in the toilet in the basement and saw me running
by and I caught a glimpse then looked at him. He checked me
and looked with suspicion. I took the overalls.

   "What are you performing? Why are you running naked?"

   "Sir. I have to get my overalls to have them washed." I
could not say why I was naked. I was too afraid to pull my
trousers on. Deman went to the laundry and looked at Mr.
Rigory.

   "Why is he naked in the hall? You took his clothes?" Mr.
Rigory looked at him with a surprise.

   "No. He is a queer or something. He was naked when I got
here and when I told him to get the overalls he just ran
naked. He should be disciplined for that anyway."

   At that moment I returned holding the overalls round my
waist.

   "I am sorry Sir. I am so out of my mind today."

   Deman grabbed my overalls and pulled me inside then tried to
spin me around and pull the overalls out of my hands. I stood
naked in front of them and I covered my cock.
   Mr. Rigory threw a bag and I caught it. "Put these on. It is
all I have to offer you."

   "Yes Sir." I started taking the clothes out. It was an old-
fashioned blue-white stripped flannel pyjamas. I looked at
them and started dressing. I buttoned it and stood at
attention. I was glad not to be naked anymore.

   Mr. Rigory handed me some snaps buttons. "Put these on the
fly of your new trousers!"

   "No let me do it." Said Deman. He took my trousers and
clipped the buttons on it. "Two of them will be enough, I
guess." He threw the trousers at me. I put everything inside
the machine and started.

   "Ok. Let's go. You need to pick the trash from each room.
You will find garbage bags in the storage room." with that Mr.
Rigory left.

   I looked at Deman with fear and went to my knees.

   "I'm so sorry to disappoint you, Sir. I will get better."

   "Sure you will. Follow me." ... I forgot to lock my locker
and I still had the key.  "What do we have in here. He took my
jeans out, looked at them and threw them on the floor then
took my Tshirt. Keys fell out of the pocket and I wanted to
pick them up but he kicked me then picked them himself.

   "Your house keys I guess." He put them inside his pocket and
picked the trousers up and shook them if something else falls
out. He threw them all the way to the other side of the hall.
"Walk two steps behind me."

   We went upstairs to Hun's room. "Hey, you in there, Hun?"
Deman opened the door and I waited outside. "I heard you had
some problems with the cleaner."

   "Yea, the sucker ruined my shoes."

   Deman pushed me inside. He grabbed me by my neck very hard
and led me few steps then pushed me to the floor on my knees
in front of Hun. I looked at Hun with submission. I felt so
inferior and wanted to lick his shoes clean.

   "I am sorry Hun."

   "Pick the trash out of the can!" Deman Said.

    I knelt in front of the boys in my pyjamas and started
picking out the trash using my hands and putting it on my lap.
Some used handkerchiefs were inside. I think some were filled
with his cum as I noticed the colour then some apple scraps
then bananas. When I picked everything I held it with my hands
pressed to my stomach. I looked meekly at Hun who laughed at
me then spited in my face.

   "Get out of here! Move!" Hun kicked my butt very hard so
that I even got afraid. I carried the trash in my hands
through the hall and a few guys looked at me at what I was
doing!

   "It's about time you take the trash out! Get a move on, you
jerk!" The guy looked great. He was not very tall, about 170
cm with gorgeous eyes. I nodded and looked humbly at his face,
observing his lips.
   I realized what I looked like and humbly answered him "In a
moment!"

   "I think you have work to do! GO!" he did not laugh and I
felt proud and hastened to start doing the work.

   I got the garbage bags and went from room to room and
knocked as ordered.

   "Hello. May I take your trash out please?"
   "You better do it fast as I am studying."

   I wanted to take the trash with the plastic bag that was
inside a basket.

   "No. Pick the trash out. I don't have another bag."

   I knew I could just share the trash in my bag but I started
picking it out with my hand.

   "You change your outfit daily. We can't even get used to
it."
   "Yes. Mr. Rigory was so good to give it to me as I was wet
from falling in the puddle I'd made earlier."

   "Get out of here!"

   In each room I knelt beside the trash basket and took the
trash out with my hand. I used no gloves. I felt totally
inferior to everyone as I was exposed to them earlier.

   In Mike's room I had to crawl and pick the trash under a
table where he sat and under the bed. My sleeves got all dusty
from doing it.

   I came to Don's room, the guy that Mr. Rigory asked what was
wrong with my outfit.

   "Oh. I see you changed. Tuck that shirt inside!"

   I started doing it. "I came to collect the trash, Don." With
that he grabbed the basket at shook everything out and I tried
to catch it with the bag I was carrying but a lot was on the
floor. He kicked some with his foot to the hall and I started
picking it up. I then wiped the floor with my sleeve not to
leave any marks on the floor.

   When I was done I did not really know what to do. Guys
laughed at me a lot seeing me like this and I deserved it. My
head was lowered and I felt being a low-life compared to
everyone else.

   When I carried the bags out of the dorm someone threw a
water balloon at me. I turned and got another in my face so I
fall over and the trash dissipated on the ground.

   "Hey Fido! Return to Hun's room when you are done. And make
it fast! GET UP YOU LOUSY JERK!"

    I was wet from the balloons and my face was surely red from
getting it into my face. I looked at Deman and felt sad he
treated me so bad. I looked at him for a few seconds and said
I was coming.


   I knocked and then I was pulled inside and Deman threw my
Tshirt at Hun's feet. "Get down and wipe them clean!"
   I knelt and started cleaning them. I tried to really do a
good job. His feet smelled nice. I wanted to impress Deman.

   "I am very sorry for what I did, Hun. I will do anything to
make it up to you."
   "You bet you will. We'll make sure something like that does
not happen again."

   "It seems he is giving you grief. Where is Fred? He should
clean his shoes as well." Said Deman.

   "I think he went out." Hun said.

   "I'll just check for his shoes."

   Deman left and I looked with submission up to Hun.

   "Your new outfit suits you. If you come across me again you
will not look so good. I will smash your pretty face into
pieces. Is that clear, sucker?"

   "Yes Hun. I will not make problems. I am very sorry I was so
clumsy."

   "You better be!"

   Deman returned and threw two pairs of boots at my face. It
hurt and I fell to one side but managed catch myself with my
right hand. "You are to polish these as well. Go smell them.
You smell Fred?"

   I lowered my head and smelled them the started cleaning.
   "Get your hand inside so you can get a better grip. That's
it."

   The fly on my pyjamas was not really functional and spread
wide at each of the two buttons. My cock showed some.

   They were standing above me and talking as I cleaned the
shoes. When I was done I looked up at Deman.

   "Put the Tshirt on. Take off ht pyjamas shirt. That's it.
Take it off. Now stand up. Put the Tshirt on, but turn the
inner side out. Now put the pyjamas shirt back on. You see you
can do it?! Maybe you are not so stupid after all." Said Deman

   "Thank you."

   I stood still and my cock hung limp but some erection was
coming as I felt my cock touching the fabric. I felt it
against the fly and it surely showed.

   "Hey, Let's get him naked!" said Hun. I looked at him and
saw some wickedness in his face.

   "Yea, why not. Take the shirt off. Do it slowly!"

   "Yes, make him strip!"

   "Why don't you tell him what to do?" Deman said.

   "Right! Stand at the window!" he grabbed me and pushed
against a wall at the window. "The Tshirt. Slowly! That's a
boy. What you waiting for? The trousers! You stupid or what?
He can't even get naked by himself!"
   I really looked like a little boy compared to him. He was
tall and hung. I liked his strong arms.

   "Yea. He's a thick-head. Ain't you boy?" Deman said.

   Hun started laughing and pointing at my crotch.

   "He's like a baby. He looks so funny!" He did not stop
laughing.


   I stood naked in front of them at the window. My cock
started growing and I had no idea of who was watching me from
outside if anyone.

   "I asked you something! Do I need to repeat myself?"

   Quietly I answered "Yes Sir."

   "Can't hear you boy!" he slapped me hard.

   "Yes Sir. I am dumb Sir. I am sorry Sir. Please don't beat
me, Sir. Please Hun, I will pay you for any damage I'd caused.
I really try to do the work good but I have few experiences. I
need training..."

   "Shut the fuck up!" Deman held the flip-flops I was wearing
in one hand and slapped my cock.

   "Auuch."

   He grabbed me by my jaw and pushed against the wall. "I told
you to shut the fuck up!" He kicked me with his knee in my
naked balls.

   It hurt me so much. I wanted to cry and beg. He pushed the
flip-flop in my mouth almost to the half and I waited for his
next move. I was pulled by my cock and then thrown down to my
knees inside the water closet each room had facing the toilet.

   I wanted to hide from humiliation, to escape, to wake up. I
lowered my head all the way to the floor and put my hands on
my head and waited in fear and submission.


   Deman sat on my back, grabbed me by my neck and started
riding me and spanking my ass with the other flip-flop that
was not in my mouth.

   Hun laughed in the back.

   I started crying. Tears came to my eyes. I felt betrayed. I
wanted to go home and Deman to leave me alone. He got off of
me and pulled my head up.

   "Please. I want to go home, Sir." Deman looked at me for a
few seconds.

   "I don't know. You need to be disciplined. Jerk off. Now! On
the floor!"

   I did not think. I did not hesitate. I just started jerking
and came within seconds, making moans when he slapped me so
hard I fell on side. He sat on the toilet then smeared the cum
around with his sneaker..

   "Get that tongue out. Lick the cum off the floor. Now off
the sole! That's a boy.

    I licked like a doggie. I stuck my tongue out all the way
and licked the cum off the dirty floor and his sneakers. He
pressed his sneaker in my face making me fall on my back.
Deman then went over my face with it. I tried to look at him
at all times.

   "Bring his pyjamas Hun!"

   He rubbed his sneaker against the pyjamas then dropped it in
front of my face and wiped the cum off the floor with it using
his sneaker. He pulled the flip-flop out of my mouth and gave
me a short slap with it.

   "Get your tongue out!" He started wiping my tongue with the
pyjamas then tucking them inside my mouth as much as he could
then pulling it out again.

   He looked at Hun. "I think I will take the time and teach
this looser some manners.



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