Date: Thu, 19 Oct 2000 20:30:00 -0400 (EDT)
From: R A D <axeldarke@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Jackson Enslaved 4
I am persuaded to place a warning here. This story is a fantasy. Please do
not try something like this. It is obviously not safe to place yourself in
the hands of a man you do not know under such vulnerable conditions.
If you are not yet 18 years of age or not yet 21 years of age,depending
on the country, you are too young to read this and should depart from here
until you reach the legal age
If you are offended by imagination of sex between men or master slave
type sex then you should not read this. In fact you should not even be
here.
I also ask that if anyone wishes to reproduce this story or any part or
episode of it in whatever form they seek my permission in writing first.
axeldarke@yahoo.ca
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Jackson screamed and pulled with all his strength against the
shackles that held him to the frame when he felt the jolt of electricity up
his ass and thru his balls. Carl laughed and said " Id say that works just
fine." He slapped Jackson across the ass and said, "What do you think
boy?"
Jackson was not quick enough in responding so Carl gave him another jolt.
Jackson's body spasmed and he shouted "Yessir yessir it works just fine."
Carl was rock hard. He loved working a man over and this one was so
damn hot he found it tough not to jump his bones. But he knew how far he
could go. Dieter is a good man to work for but deadly to cross. He'd have
to wait for his chance with this one.
"What do you say boy? I have gone to the trouble of setting you up
there so you can enjoy some fun and I have not heard you express your
thanks yet. You should be grateful to me for my efforts here." Carl said.
He gave Jackson another jolt and got another shout from him.
"Aggh! Yessir yessir I am very grateful, thank you very very much
for connecting me please sir don't shock me any more Sir!" Jackson shouted
in desperation.
There was an angry shout from the end of the room. "You sadistic
son of a bitch! You got the kid now you don't need to fry him!" It came
from an angry looking Larry who no longer stood at respectful attention but
glared angrily thru the bars on his cell.
Carl looked over at him and sneered. "So our pussy marine has not
yet learned his place. Well boy that little outburst is going to cost
you. I figured that you would have learned some respect by now"
"Fuck you you gutless coward. You get off on torturing guys but you
don't have the balls to face anyone man to man. You're a tough guy when you
have a man in chains. But if I was outside these bars now you'd shit your
pants and run home to mommy." Larry shouted back.
" You're going to pay for that you stupid Jarhead. I am gonna make
you howl!" Carl said as he moved across the room toward Larry's cell.
Just then a key slid into the door and it opened to reveal Dieter. "
What is all this shouting I hear?" he asked as he entered.
" Sir the Jarhead there has been mouthing off again. He is not
pleased that we have the new boy here attached to the electro system." Carl
said. "He has been very fowl mouthed too. He has not yet learned the
manners you have been working to teach him."
" So he does not like to see our new slave subjected to training. Well
that could be useful." Dieter said.
He walked over to the cell in which Larry was standing. On seeing
Dieter enter the room Larry had again resumed standing at attention in his
cell looking down at the floor.
"So asshole is this true? You have been talking, yelling out of turn?
Showing disrespect to trainer Carl here?" Dieter asked.
"Sir he is torturing that kid. He doesn't need to do that. You got
him. He is not resisting. He doesn't need to get fried." Larry said quietly
but with conviction. " Look do what you want to me but give that kid a
break. He is not resisting. You don't need to fry his balls like that."
" I am touched by your sympathy jarhead. Almost like you are his daddy
or big brother." Dieter said. "Well just remember this; It was you who got
hold of this boy and sweet talked him into coming here. It was you who set
it all up. If not for you he would be safe at home in his tedious suburban
life" said Dieter. " If not for your actions asshole this boy would be
free. Because of you now he is mine " Dieter said.
Driven to fury by Dieter's words Larry leapt to the bars of his
cell nearest Dieter. " You son of a bitch. That kid was going to come to
meet me for a weekend. I would never fry his balls like that. Everything
done to that kid is what you're doing to him. I got nothing to do with
it!" he shouted at Dieter.
"That is where you are wrong jarhead. What happens to this boy from
now on will depend on you." said Dieter. "Every time you get out of line,
every time you slack off or fuck up from now on this boy will receive the
punishment you deserve."
" You have been insubordinate to me and to Carl Jarhead." Dieter
said. " You know by now that that means another ass whipping. Up to this
point I have definitely enjoyed whipping your ass but it has not been as
effective as I had hoped it would be. You are not yet broken. So from now
on we will apply your punishment to the new boy here," Dieter said.
Perhaps that will be more effective in breaking your will. .
" You can't whip that boy's ass like that! You will kill him! Don't do
it for God's sake! Whip my ass! Don't do this to him!" Larry said with
emotion in his voice.
" Your concern is very touching. I am pleased that you now accept that
you deserve punishment for your behavior. It may be useful in your
continued training. Just remember that your disobedience will be taken out
on the new boy there. You will get to watch it and hear it all." Dieter
said.
"It is a pity in a way. I know that this boy looked forward to a
weekend of service and training by you. Now he will experience your
punishment and it will all be your fault. " Dieter said with mock pity in
his voice. "I don't think that it is what he hoped for or expected. Still
he will know that it is all your doing when he is punished." Dieter said,
looking at Larry.
"If you hurt that boy I will kill you you son of a bitch. I will rip
your guts out!" Larry shouted at him.
" You are not going to do anything Jarhead. You are going to be a good
boy and serve me exactly how I want you to. You will lick my boots kiss my
ass and eat my shit if I tell you to. And you will thank me for it" Dieter
replied in a tone of steel that left no doubt that he knew he was in
charge. " If you don't behave like a perfect slave boy you know who will
pay."
Dieter walked over to the frame Jackson was chained too. " Have you
done as I instructed Carl?" Dieter asked.
" I have cleaned him up sir and given him water as you instructed. He
is attached and ready." Carl said.
" You have cleaned him out?" Dieter asked.
" Yes sir. I gave him 4 bags and he was running clear." Carl
responded.
Jackson blushed in humiliation as Carl described the enemas he had
administered. Never before in his life had Jackson had an enema and tonight
he had been given four. All of them right in front of Carl and the other
prisoners. Carl had made him kneel on his hands and knees on a table in
front of the cells. He greased Jackson's hole and then forced the enema
hose into Jackson and told him if he lost a drop he would lick it all up.
The bag used was large; at least 3 quarts and Carl made him take it
all. Once the bag was empty he forced the plug back into Jackson's ass and
then made him stand and massaged his water-swollen gut. Jackson felt
terrible cramps and despite the humiliation he gladly emptied himself into
a bucket when he was given the chance. This was repeated three times until
the water ran clear and Carl was satisfied. Jackson was mortified by this
process and relieved when it was over. Most humiliating of all was that
Jackson was hard again, hard as stone. Carl laughed at his hard dick and
Jackson turned crimson in shame.
Carl then made him stand inside the frame. He placed shackles on
Jackson's wrists and ankles and chained him spread eagle to the four
corners of the frame. Carl then produced a device that caused Jackson to
pull frantically on his restraints seeking to escape.
On top of a metal pipe was attached a giant version of the plug which
Jackson had worn on his trip to this place. Its giant size terrified
Jackson because he knew he could not bear it. It would rip him open if
they forced him to take that thing.
Carl moved behind Jackson and began to attach the bottom of the pipe to
the base of the frame Jackson was chained to. Chained spread eagle Jackson
realized that the tip of the cone would be just the right height to
penetrate his bumhole.
Fearing that the cone would be forced into him, Jackson grabbed the bar
on top of the frame and pulled himself up as far as he was able to. He
found that there was some slack in the chains on his feet and he could
raise himself a few inches.
Carl laughed and slapped his ass. "Don't worry boy. Not yet at least"
he said. As he attached the post he released a safety on it and lowered
the plug to a point well below Jackson's bum hole. Feeling some relief
Jackson let go of the bar above and allowed himself to stand again.
"This is the ram. It is for later. If you are a good boy and do as you
are told maybe you wont have to take it."
"Are you a good boy? Are you going to obey the master and answer his
questions or will you need some convincing?"
"I will answer all his questions, I will be a good boy sir, I don't
want that inside me Sir" Jackson said earnestly trying to convince his
captor that he would not require the giant cone up his ass.
" Boy it is not about what you want it is about what your master
wants. If he wants it inside you you will take it and thank him for it "
Carl said giving Jackson's ass another vigorous slap with his hand.
" Yessir I didn't mean that I wouldn't do it I only meant that I will
be good and obey and answer his questions sir" Jackson said with a
desperation and fear in his voice.
" Well that's good to hear boy but we are going to help you to do
that." Carl said.
Carl disappeared behind Jackson and when he returned he carried a
small control box. He also carried a cigar shaped tube and a ball stretcher
with wires attached. He lubed the tube and shoved it unceremoniously up
Jackson's ass leaving a wire lead hanging out. Jackson jumped as far as his
bindings would allow when the cigar contacted his bum hole. Carl laughed
and gave him another slap on the ass. "Hold still boy" he said.
Carl then pulled Jackson's balls down to the bottom of his sack and
attached the metal and leather ball stretcher. Jackson was left with a
single wire hanging from the ball stretcher and another hanging from his
bum hole. Carl connected each of these leads to the control box.
Jackson was rigid with fear, afraid that he was to be electrocuted or
have his balls burned off. Yet when he felt the first sensation from the
unit it felt wonderful. The stimulation on his prostate made him get harder
still and feel close to coming once again.
Then Carl adjusted the control and great pleasure turned suddenly to
searing pain. He yelled feeling like his balls were being burned off and
his cock shriveled up in pain. It was then that Carl said he felt it
worked fine and slapped Jackson's ass when he didn't respond fast enough.
Now Dieter had come and Jackson began to sweat. He had always
fantasized about serving a master but the reality of his situation filled
him with fear. Here he was now, chained and helpless, wired up and ready to
fry for all he knew. And then there was that terrible cone ready to split
him wide open. There was no need to break him. He was already desperate to
do anything to keep these men happy.
The conversation between Larry and Dieter took place behind the frame
and out of Jackson's sight. He could not hear most of it, except for some
shouting. Now Dieter had turned his attention to Jackson.
"Slave I want to explain to you how it is you have come into my hands.
I know that you met the Jarhead over there on the net and it is he who you
came here to meet this weekend." Dieter explained, running his hand down
Jackson's backbone and across his beautiful white ass.
" You see I have had my eye on the Jarhead for some time. I train
slaves like him and like you and then I sell to men who have the wealth and
power to own and enjoy a slave. That is, of course, why this facility
exists and why you boys are here" Dieter continued.
"I was interested in the Jarhead because he is an ex marine, just the
kind of man most in demand by the market. I have had him watched and when
the chance came I arranged to have him grabbed by my associates and brought
here." Dieter Said
" They got him one night a couple of weeks ago while he was driving his
car in the mountains and got stuck. He accepted an offer of assistance and
it was easy to stick his butt with a syringe while he was exerting
himself. Since then he has been here with us under my training. He has
been quite a challenge to train. He has a lot of spirit and has required
heavy discipline and punishment. But he will break eventually. They all do
in the end. He is not going to be your master or the master of anything or
anyone ever again." Dieter said with satisfaction in his voice.
"Fortunately we also got his laptop system which he was using to talk
with you on the net. I found the logs of your conversations and since that
time you have been talking with me. I am sure you realize that it was me
you spoke with on the telephone as well." Dieter said
Jackson listened to Dieter's words with a deepening sense of dread.
All of his worst fears now were confirmed. It was to be a life of slavery
and there seemed little prospect of escape.
Larry too was in the same boat as Jackson was. If they could capture
and break a man like Larry what hope does Jackson have? Jackson knew that
he did not have the strength to resist even the electro he was connected
to. He was not into pain and he knew they could break him easily.
While all of this was churning in Jackson's mind he felt Dieter's
hands examining every part of his body particularly his ass. He was
assessing Jackson's body not as a lover or admirer but as an owner. Jackson
knew this and it made him shiver at Dieter's touch.
Yet with all of this turmoil in his mind there was one thing that Jackson
could not deny. His cock was rock hard again. When he realized that he felt
himself blush all over once more. Despite the dread he felt at his
situation and what was to come and despite the humiliation he was totally
turned on by it all. To be captured and enslaved had always been one of
Jackson's hottest and most secret fantasies.
Jackson's granny had once told him "be careful what you wish for son,
because one day you might get it." As he hung there nude, in chains and in
the hands of a man who intended to enslave him Jackson now understood just
what she meant.
This is the end of this episode. I hope that you have enjoyed it. I have
received many responses to previous episodes and would appreciate any
response, both positive and negative, to this one as well.
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