Date: Mon, 13 Nov 2000 05:43:26 -0500 (EST)
From: R A D <axeldarke@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Jackson enslaved 5 second revision
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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Larry broke into a cold sweat. The cell room was never cold but Larry
was tied over the goddamn whipping horse again and he was frightened. He
didn't want to show it but he knew what was coming and he knew it would
hurt like hell. The Marines had taught him to be tough but this was
getting harder and harder to take.
Last night he had yelled and cursed at Dieter and he knew that was a
whipping offence. It had been 2 weeks since they brought him here and by
now he had been over this horse 12 or 15 times so he knew the drill.
Dieter would select one of the whips or paddles hanging on the wall
and Larry's ass would soon be smoking. Larry is a hardened Marine and he
knows how to take pain but there is a limit. He had so far been able to
keep his tough shell and hard attitude despite the pain but he knew he
couldn't do it much longer. His poor butt was black and blue and covered
in welts. He needed to get a break.
Yesterday morning he had decided on a new strategy. Instead of the
angry defiance he had shown so far he was going to be more passive and
obedient. Not giving in exactly but not giving Dieter an excuse to whip his
poor ass every god damn day. Dieter hadn't broken him yet but he feared
that he could not take it much longer. He needed to figure out a way to
escape but before he could think and plan he needed to get away from
getting whipped like this every day. The pain made it impossible to think
clearly. So he began to obey and hold his tongue and yesterday he had
avoided this damn horse for a full day. It was a huge relief and he found
himself regaining his edge. Even one day made a difference. He felt he
could beat this bastard if he got a chance.
Then that Son of a bitch Carl brought Jackson in and started to fry
the kid's balls. Dieter had told Larry he had found the Jackson logs in
Larry's laptop. He thanked Larry for finding the boy and told him that he
was going to capture him too. At the time Larry thought this was probably
just psychological pressure but last night he found out differently. Larry
felt so guilty about getting that poor kid mixed up in this place that he
could not take it and he lost his temper. His plan about submission and
obedience was blown completely. So here he was now over the horse and
ready to take it again.
Still he was a little puzzled. Last night his captor had said that
Jackson would take Larry's punishment from now on. Larry was extremely
disturbed by that idea because he felt guilty enough for having gotten the
kid into this place as it was. He knew that Jackson could never take the
kind of beatings Dieter had given him. Last night he had not slept. In
fact he was more disturbed than at any time since he was captured.
So when Carl and that little prick Barry had come to his cell
earlier he had almost felt relieved. As usual they had their livestock
prods to take care of any trouble he might give them but today he didn't
resist. They told him he was going back over the horse and he didn't
resist when they shackled him. He saw that Dieter was watching from the
window above with a satisfied look in his eye that chilled Larry to his
bones. He knew that bastard was up to something but he didn't know what it
was.
The horse Larry was strapped to was on the floor of the main room. It faced
a sidewall so that the cells were to his right and the entry door to his
left. The horse itself was designed so that his chest lay on a padded
platform a little narrower than his shoulders that began just below his
neck and ended at his waist. He was forced to kneel with each of his knees
on a separate platform so that his legs were open and his butt and his cock
and balls could be accessed directly from the back end of the horse. His
arms were extended toward the floor and several straps from his wrists to
just above his elbows held each of them tightly. A strap below his
shoulders and two more above waste Held him tightly to the platform.
Straps at his thighs, knees and ankles prevented him from moving his legs
at all. The over all effect was to present Larry's ass as a target for
anything Dieter cared to do to it.
Larry could turn his head to the right enough to see into the cell
that had been his home for two weeks. But he could not turn enough to see
into the other cells. Last night when he had finished with him Dieter had
placed Jackson in the cell next to Larry's but Larry never heard a word
from him. He figured the kid was probably so terrified that he was silent
for fear of punishment. Larry had wanted to talk to the kid and maybe try
to comfort him a little. Yet he wanted to be damn sure he didn't get the
kid more punishment than Dieter had said he was going to receive already.
He figured that they would be listening and waiting for an excuse to pounce
so he said nothing.
Now here he was nude and over this horse. The kid was getting a pretty
intimate look at his bare butt and soon he would get to see it take a
whipping. Not exactly the way Larry would have chosen to be introduced to
Jackson. Larry had been deeply humiliated the first time Dieter had
strapped him down to this horse with his bare butt sticking out for all to
see. Of course 'all' was just Dieter and his stooges plus the other
prisoner. Still the first few times he was over the horse he had been
extremely humiliated to be exposed like that. His humiliation was made
much more intense when Dieter explained to him that each session was
videotaped and became part of a Library that he sold to select buyers.
Yet by now he had forgotten the taping entirely. The pain of the
beatings was now the central reality to them and nothing else and no one
else watching much mattered to him. What he had to face and get through
was the pain. All the rest was irrelevant. So he thought at least.
Just then he heard the key in the lock and the door steel door
opened. Carl and the Barry came into the room.
"Hey jarhead, were back, aren't you glad to see us?" Carl asked him
Larry truly hated this man but he wanted to be careful to avoid
getting into more trouble than he faced already so he didn't say what first
came to his lips. He didn't say anything at all.
Carl walked over toward the horse and pulled a 2 foot long leather
strap with a single handle on it off the wall. It hung there among the many
implements Dieter already used on Jackson's butt.
Carl wound up and delivered five hard and fast lashes across Larry's
poor bruised ass. Larry was shocked. Only Dieter had beaten his ass since
he had been brought here. This was totally unexpected.
"Jarhead I am here to punish you and it is going to start with you
showing me respect. You can start now or I can give you some more. " Carl
said to him in a loud and aggressive voice." He lifted the lash up and
prepared to strike again.
Larry knew he had to do it but he fucking hated it. This guy was a
fucking weakling and a coward who wouldn't stand a chance with him if he
were not strapped down. If he were untied he would rip the son of a
bitches guts out. But he wasn't untied and he knew he had no choice.
" Yes Sir I will show you respect. You don't need to give me more."
Every pore of Larry's being rebelled at doing it and he burned in
humiliation because he knew that Jackson and the video were catching it
all. But the thing he had to do now was get thru this. Whatever it took.
"Well jarhead maybe you are beginning to learn your place after all. "
Carl said. " You sure as hell forgot it last night. You were in serious
need of attitude adjustment but maybe you have begun to realize that.
We'll soon see." Carl said.
"Since you got here boy Master Dieter has handled your training but he
is a busy man. He has a new slave to train now so He has given me the
responsibility to work on you" Carl said.
"The first thing we are going to do boy is to teach you your place.
Right now you are nothing but a piece of shit. You are an untrained
slave. You are owned meat, property of your master Dieter but until you are
trained to serve and obey you are fucking well worthless. But I am going to
change that. " Carl said as he ran the strap slowly up and down the crack
of Larry's Ass.
"The first thing you will learn is how to address me properly. You
already know that your owner is always addressed as Master Dieter. From
now on you will always address me as Sir Carl. My buddy here will always be
Sir Barry. " Carl said. You got that boy? He asked as he laid
a sudden hard lash across Larry's bruised butt.
Shocked by the sudden pain but burning still with anger and
Humiliation Larry replied "Yes Sir Carl I understand. "
"That's god boy, I am glad to hear it but I want to be sure that your
new attitude is more than just talk," Carl said walking around in front of
the horse. He lowered his jeans and backed up so that the crack of his
butt was directly in Larry's face. " I am giving you a great honor boy by
letting you lick out my butt. I have been running today and didn't shower
last night so it will have a taste that a piece of shit like you will
enjoy. So get to work. Now" Carl said with an edge of contempt in his
voice.
Larry was only just able to prevent himself from exploding in anger. It
took all of his considerable strength not to rebel at that moment. He was
finally able to restrain himself with the knowledge that the alternative
was likely a heavy whipping after which he would have to do this anyway.
So he began to lick, slowly at first but gradually putting more effort into
it, handling the humiliation of doing this for the video by losing himself
in what he was doing. Carl's butt was a little salty to taste but not so
bad and not really dirty as he had implied.
" Ohh fuck man you are a fucking pig. You know how to lick ass boy damn
you are good at it!" Carl moaned in pleasure. " Ohh man Barry this boy is
a born pig aren't you boy. "Carl said " Boy? Boy I don't hear you." Carl
turned and looked at Barry who was standing beside the horse. Carl held up
five fingers.
Barry took the strap Carl had used on Larry and gave Larry five hard
lashes across his upturned ass. Larry was shocked out of his ass licking
reverie. He gave a shout of surprise.
"Boy I was talking to you. You have to listen to me no mater how much
you like licking my asshole. "
"Sorry I dint hear you" Larry said. Carl held up five fingers again
and Barry delivered five more harsh lashes.
"What was that you said boy?" Carl asked
" Sorry Sir Carl I did not hear you." Larry quickly replied.
"That's better boy" Carl said. "Now thank Sir Barry for his lashes."
" Thank you Sir Barry for lashing me" Larry said wondering how much
farther they would make him go.
" Now get back to work boy. "Carl instructed.
Larry began to lick again.
" Oh yeah boy you are good. You are a born pig boy aren't you boy."
Larry began to wonder if getting whipped really was worse than this.
But he knew he had to get through this to have any chance at escape. So,
resigned to this fate, he said " Yes Sir I am a born pig boy" and he kept
at work with his tongue up Carl's ass to keep him happy.
Larry was kept at his task for 15 minutes or so until his tongue and
neck muscles were rebelling in fatigue. The horse was not designed for
ease in rimming.
Carl finally stepped away and pulled up his shorts. "Jarhead you have a
tongue talented in rimming. You are a born pig slave. You should be
grateful that we are discovering all of these things for you here today.
It will make your new owner prize you more highly and pay your Master
Dieter more for you when the time comes for you to be sold." Said Carl with
satisfaction and pleasure in his voice.
Larry was surprised how tough he found it to go through this
humiliation, having to lick ass and submit to this fucking coward. Knowing
it was all on video made it that much worse. It made him weaken in a way
he had not expected. He was feeling more and more doubt about his choice
to submit to avoid whippings. He did not realize until now how powerful
this kind of heavy humiliation and degradation could be in breaking a guy.
He was determined to get through it but fuck it was tougher than he
expected.
"So boy are you grateful for my efforts here?" Carl asked as he ran
his hand down Larry's backbone and into the crack of his ass. He gave
Larry's buthole a goose with his middle finger and Larry, a little
surprised, gave a gasp. Both Carl and Barry laughed at Larry's reaction.
" Yes sir Carl I thank you for your efforts" Larry said.
"Why are you grateful boy?" Carl asked him.
" I am grateful to lick your ass sir" Larry said not sure that that
was what was demanded.
Carl moved over in front of the horse again and knelt on one knee so he
was even with Larry's face. " Yes boy I know you love to lick my asshole
but we have discovered you are a pigboy, you are born to lick asshole."
Carl said with lust and pleasure in his voice at humiliating the big
marine.
Larry knew what was expected and he did it but he hated it. " Yes sir
Carl I want to thank you for discovering I am a pig boy born to lick
asshole" Larry said while Carl bent and looked directly into his eyes.
Larry was experiencing something at that point that he had not felt in the
past. He had always been the top, the dominant guy in all his relationships
and he got off on it. Big time. For the first time ever he found himself
feeling that kind of sexual spark he had only felt as a top before. God
help him but he was feeling like he was getting off on this.
For the first time since his capture Larry began to fear in a way that
he had not experienced before. He began to fear he would be broken, not
because he couldn't resist their abuse but because he couldn't hide his
desire. He found that he could not look Carl directly in the eye any
longer and looked down to the floor. He could feel that his cock was
starting stir for the first time since he got here and he desperately hoped
that Carl would not notice.
"Well pig boy then I think we will give you the honor to lick Sir
Barry's bumhole as well. What do you say to that boy?" Carl asked him.
"Yes sir I would like to lick Sir Barry's bumhole . " Larry said it
because he knew he had to. His shame was deepened by the knowledge that he
was beginning to like this humiliation and use. The humiliation he felt
before was intensified greatly and it included fear as well. Fear his
tormentors would discover his secret. He actually found himself hoping
that Barry would be unclean. Anything to break what was becoming
increasing arousal in his cock.
Barry walked around to the front of the horse and lowered his gym
shorts sticking the crack of his butt into Larry's face as Carl had done.
Larry saw before him an ass that almost rivaled Jackson's. Someday he would
love to fuck it. Today he had to lick it.
Larry began his chore with vigorous strokes of his tongue up and down
the crack. He was feeling horny and was into this and figured he would be
better off to satisfy Sir Barry than to annoy him. Barry meanwhile was
letting out some satisfied cries and letting him know that he liked his
tongue work. "Ohhh maaan this is fucking great Carl I like this boys
tongue! He is a born pig for sure!"
"Oh yeah this boy is a born pig. You know it Barry" Carl said. He had
gone to another part of the room and returned with a toy, it was a medium
sized butt plug with a vibrator in it very like the one Jackson had worn.
He greased it and shoved it suddenly up Larry's exposed asshole. Larry is
very tight. He is not virgin exactly but has not been fucked much and not
at all since he was brought here. The insertion surprises him and elicits a
cry from the pain it caused. Chuckling at Larry's response Carl turned on
the self contained vibrator.
Larry was surprised by the butt plug and even more by the vibrator.
Not More than a finger or 2 had penetrated him since his capture so this
was unexpected. He had not been allowed orgasms since his capture, except
the wet dreams he had experienced. Dieter wanted him horny. Dieter was
getting his wish.
The vibrator made his cock harden within 10 seconds. Larry didn't want
it to be hard but he was relieved that the vibrator gave him cover. He had
feared that it would be hard soon without a vibrator.
Larry kept at his task rimming the ass of Barry and enjoyed it more and
more. He was confused by these feelings but could not deny them. He was
serving these guys as a rim pig and he loved it.
Carl grabbed his cock and jacked it very slowly brining the very horny
Larry close to nirvana. He got into rimming Barry like his life depended on
it. After 30 seconds of this Barry stepped away and said " Carl this boy
is gonna rim my guts out if he don't slow down"
"Well our boy here is just doing what any good pig should do for his
masters, aren't you boy?" Carl said
"Yess sir yes sir Carl I am doing my best. " Larry said with a lust in
his voice that he could not hide. Carl's hand on Larry's hard cock and the
vibrator up his butt had the ex marine moving close to orgasm and he could
not hide his eagerness. He no longer even tried.
Carl then pulled the butt plug out of Larry's hole as fast as he had
placed it there leaving Larry feeling empty. The hand job he had been
receiving also ended at the same time and Larry was left with blue balls
and a feeling of disappointment. He had given into the feelings he was
having and enjoyed serving these men but now it seemed it was done.
" I think we have made some real progress here today boy. I think you
have learned a new attitude and we have shown you that your real place is
as a pigslave, not as a big butch marine." Carl said to him with a certain
satisfaction in his voice.
Now that the stimulation was gone and he was left with blue balls
Larry felt he had been fooled. Carl had known how to use Larry's full balls
against him and showed him who was the man in charge. Despite his size,
despite his training Larry was putty in the hands of Carl and now both of
them knew it.
" Now we need to move on to the punishment. Last night you swore at me
slave and you threatened me. That is something I cannot tolerate from a
slave. It is something that calls for punishment. Do you agree with that
boy?"
Knowing he was trapped Larry said, "Yes sir Carl I do deserve
punishment for threatening you and swearing at you. I am sorry I should
not have done it."
"Well boy I am pleased to hear that you know you were wrong and
deserve to be punished. I am going to whip your ass for it. You will
receive 40 lashes, 20 for the threat and 20 for the swearing. You may cry
or weep or sob during your punishment but I don't want you to talk or beg
or swear. Do you understand boy?
"Yes sir Carl I do understand." Said Larry
Excellent. Carl then took the 2 foot long strap with the handle
attached and began to swing it through the air a few times to get used to
it. It was about 4 inches wide and maybe 1/2 inch thick. It won't leave
welts but it will put a hurt on the butt of any poor dude who is under it.
The first Lash came as a shock to Larry and it left a searing pain
over his lower butt. The next five followed each 10 seconds or so apart
which was not long enough to recover from the last but long enough to feel
the full affect. Larry was able to take them but it took all his effort
not to cry out. His poor ass was bruised and welted already from all the
previous punishment and it was pure hell to get thru 6. He didn't know how
he would get to 40.
Carl stopped after the 6 and rubbed his hand over Larry's searing ass.
"How are you doing so far boy? You able to handle this punishment?" Larry
found himself on the verge of tears. He could not really believe it, after
2 weeks of taking Dieters whipping this man had broken thru and showed
Larry he knew how to control him. The humiliation of what Carl had done
with him plus the searing pain in his ass was hard to take at the same
time. Larry was holding on but it was not easy.
" I am ok Sir Carl. I will take my punishment Sir." Is all that Larry
could get out at that point.
" Yes slave you will." Carl began again and laid 10 hard lashes across
Larry's ass cheeks holding nothing back. For Larry it was finally more
than he could take. After about number 5 he started to weep and by number
10 he was sobbing. Carl stopped and watched as Larry tried to gain control
of himself. Larry was not succeeding and after 30 seconds Carl went and
laid a hand on Larry's left ass cheek and said " Slave there are just 4
more in this group. Be strong boy, you can take them"
Larry wept openly and said "yess sir Carl" thru his sobs
Carl then laid the last 4 across Larry's ass. This opened the
floodgates and Larry was overcome with sobs and weeping and it was a few
minutes before he was again able to control himself. For 2 weeks this dude
had resisted their training and discipline and defied them to break him.
He had taken a dozen or more severe whippings and had yet to break. But
today Carl showed him that he loved serving as much as being served. He
broke thru Larry's macho top facade and Larry knew it. He also knew that
they could use it to break him and make him the slave they desired. He no
longer had the strength to resist the whippings he got. He no longer had
the strength of will to escape. His tears were for his freedom as much as
for his sore butt. The big macho Marine wept and sobbed and mourned at his
fate. Carl came to him and squeezed his dick again. Larry realized that
his dick was hard again after the punishment. He could not hide from
Carl. Both knew now that he was a slave.
After a few minutes Larry had collected himself and Carl came to his
side and placed a hand on Larry's sore ass. "Boy you have 20 lashes to
come." Carl said to him. Larry knew that but hoped he might escape them
today. No such luck
"Yes Sir Carl I understand. I have 20 more for my swearing at you last
night Sir"
"That's right boy and you will take each one of them. But I want you
to remember what I told you when I came down here today. I said that you
are an untrained slave. I said because of that you are worthless at the
moment to Master Dieter. I said that at the moment you are just a
worthless piece of shit. " Carl said. "Do you remember that boy?" Carl
asked him still rubbing Larry's throbbing ass.
"Yes Sir Carl I remember you told me that I am just a piece of
shit. "He replied. Larry was surprised at how emotional he felt at that
description. Yesterday being whipped did not bring tears. Right now even
mild criticism made him tear up.
" Yes boy I said that and I meant it. You have come thru some changes
today. But you still need to take 20 more and I have decided to give them
to you by a special method. " Carl told him. Then Carl went over to a
cabinet where he got some rope and leather pieces and called for Barry to
assist him.
They spoke out of Larry's sight and hearing and when they returned to
the horse they began to release the straps on Larry's ankles and knees.
Each of them then slid a loop of leather lover his feet and up to his
knees. Ropes were tied to each of these loops and tied tightly to loops at
the front of the horse. The affect was that Larry's knees were each pulled
far forward so that his legs were split apart as far as they could be
without injury. This left his asshole exposed completely. Larry began to
fear where the 20 lashes were going to go.
"You have probably guessed by now slave why we have had your asshole
exposed. The next 20 lashes are going to be applied directly to your
asshole and the crack of your butt. " Carl explained
" Every time you sit down, every time you take a dump, every time you
get fucked If I decide to use you that way, you will be reminded that you
are just a piece of shit. You have a chance to improve boy, to show me
that you can be a good slave and be better than the shit you are today.
But until you do that boy, until you show real effort and improvement we
will keep your hole sore to remind you of what you are." Carl explained.
"Do you understand boy?" Carl asked
" Yes sir Carl I understand. " Larry said trembling with fear at
another asswhipping to come. " I am sorry I am shit sir, I will try to be
better. Try as much as I can sir."
Carl went and selected a new whip, this time much smaller, only maybe
12 inches long with a single strap cut down the middle about 3/4 of the way
to up from the bottom. "This is a tawse boy. It is designed to use in
small places but it is very effective. You will feel it."
Larry was sweating profusely and waiting his latest punishment in fear.
Carl swung the whip a few times and then laid a single solid blow right
onto the asslips of his prisoner. Larry immediately let out a scream. He
had never felt a whip so painful before. It was like a whiplash to his
balls. Carl followed with 19 lashes, most not quite so hard as the first,
but hard enough that Larry abandoned all pretense of holding back. He was
wailing like a baby. This was the harshest whipping he ever had. He was
determined to do all he could to improve in his service to this man. He
never wanted to have another such beating.
End of part 5
Well this is a bit of a twist I know. Jackson's training will start
soon. But Larry and Carl just kind of elbowed their way in here. Larry
looked like he might be a ray of hope but I think that if Jackson is ever
to escape it will not be with Larry's aid.
Axel.
axeldarke@yahoo.ca
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