Date: Sun, 13 May 2012 15:29:06 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mark's Worst Nightmare Pt.3

			  MARK'S WORST NIGHTMARE
				  Part 3

Hugh looked at a very sad boy when Mark was brought in to him the next
morning. Although Mark wouldn't look at him Hugh could see the puffy eyes
and knew he had been crying a lot.

"50, you obviously pleased 48 yesterday, now I'm going to stretch out on
the bed and you are to straddle me and give me a blowjob as well. Support
yourself on one elbow and use the other hand to play with my balls. 48, you
climb up behind me and use your hands to spread 50's cheeks so that I can
play with his anus."

Hugh could hear Mark sniffling as he worked, but the blowjob was very
exciting.

`Oh God, I wish we could have been doing this for years' was Hugh's
thought. He continued to gently fuck Mark with one finger as he used his
other hand to steer Mark's flaccid penis to his mouth. He sucked on the
wonderful appendage and played with the balls, he ran that hand across the
perineum and back, cupping the balls again and rolling them in his
hand. Mark couldn't help it, he came to full erection and much quicker than
he could ever remember he shot jet after jet of cum down Hugh's
throat. Then he started to shake. He thought Hugh would punish him for
cumming in his mouth.

"Get on your knees on the floor 50."

Mark did and watched Hugh's movements without looking at him directly. Hugh
swivelled round, dropped his legs over the side and propped himself up on
his elbows.

"Now, blow me to orgasm 50, and make sure it's as good as the one I gave
you."

Of course it wasn't really, but Hugh was thrilled beyond belief to have
Mark sucking him. He was surprised when Mark swallowed all his jism without
being told. Hugh patted his head and after he had calmed down lifted him up
and kissed him on the lips.

"Thank you Mark, that was a wonderful blowjob."

He had said it so softly that Mark wasn't even sure he had heard
correctly. He looked at 48 but there was no reaction there.

"Both of you can join the remainder of you class in the main training
room."

Hugh followed them out and talked to Jeff who was another trainer.

"Give 48 and 50 plenty of sucking practice Jeff, but don't let 50 swallow
any more cum today. Also make sure 50 gets sucked a lot. I have special
plans for him and I need him to be the best cocksucker in the class."

Hugh went to his office but kept the CCTV tuned to the main training
room. He looked at the schedule and noted that fucking practice would start
at 2 o clock. He intended to take four of the new boys and put them through
a session of sucking first and then use them to gang up on Mark, opening
him up for a fuck before letting the boys open him even more and double
fuck him, eventually.

Hugh had his camera again and had so much fun choreographing the suck
session. He allowed a rotation of action so that all of them had a go at
sucking each other. The best one though was Mark sucking 48 but keeping
himself erect as well. The photo became Hugh's favourite one of Mark in
training, that wonderful appendage sticking out in front of him while
Mark's mouth was wrapped round 48's cock. Hugh also noticed the body of
47. He was slim but beautifully formed, the cock wasn't great but Hugh
thought making love to him rather than just raping him would be
exciting. He wanted to stroke the body when it was stretched. Hell, he
could do that now.

"Stand up 47, display."

The other three watched as Hugh caressed 47 all over his torso and lower
body. He played with the cock and balls watching the reaction to his
actions.

"Do you like what I'm doing to you 47?"

"Oh, yes Sir, yes."

Hugh grinned as he went round behind 47 and slicked up a couple of fingers
before finger fucking him. He eased the first one in gently.

"Relax 47, I want you to enjoy this."

The boy did relax and Hugh was able to slide another one in before starting
a serious finger fucking. He used his other hand to play with 47's cock and
balls. When he felt the boy was just about ready to blow a load he spoke
again.

"50, get down in front of 47, suck him to orgasm but keep it all in your
mouth, I want to see how much I have made him cum."

Mark did as he was told, of course, he was quickly falling into slave
mode. He didn't want to be paddled or worse anymore. 47 nearly fell over as
he shot jet after jet into Mark's mouth. Hugh noticed that the other two
were nearly ready to cum as well. Feeling totally wicked he told them.

"46 and 49, jack yourselves off, but make sure you come in 50's mouth."

Hugh watched as they did just that. He could see the terrible look on
Mark's face as he took two more loads of cum.

"Alright 50, swallow it."

Mark couldn't, it was just too disgusting and shaming to eat multiple lots
of cum. He spat it out and then curled up on the floor sobbing his heart
out. Eventually he started to convulse and Hugh had to scream for the other
trainers who were all first aid qualified. Then he ran to his office. He
couldn't bear to watch. Jeff came to see him about half an hour later to
tell him.

"He's ok Boss, we gave him some water and calmed him down. He's recovering
in Training room 1. The other three are joining the rest in the main
training room."

"Thanks Jeff, as soon as he is fully recovered make him clean up the mess
he made and then strap him to the punishment bench. I am thinking 50 with
the paddle or maybe half that with the cane. Let me know when he is ready."

"Be careful Boss, you don't want to scar him. You could do if the caner
gets too enthusiastic, unless of course you are only going to use him in
house and then it won't matter. If he is proving difficult you could
castrate him that will calm him down."

Hugh thought about this a lot. Watching someone lose their balls would be
an incredibly erotic sight. Wouldn't it look weird as well, fucking a boy
with no balls. Because it was Mark, Hugh decided instead to continue with
his plans to break him to slavery totally. Once broken, he could use Mark
for sex whenever he wanted to but also farm him out to guests so that he
would earn good money as well. If dad decided to castrate and stub him he
would try making love to him to see what it looked like and then he could
always discard him and when the guests got tired of him sell him onto a
labour camp or keep him behind the scenes. How could he be thinking like
this when he had loved Mark all his life, just about?  When Jeff called him
he walked into the main room, saw Mark strapped down with his ass in the
air, legs well spread. He walked up to him and started to finger his ass,
with all the staff and slaves watching.

"I'm not sure it is worth spending the time getting this one to do things
as ordered. Jay, will you call the slave vet. I have another plan to sort
this one out. Jeff, unleash him and take him through to the medical
room. Fully secure him on his back on the operating table, spread for
genital operation."

No one picked up on that immediately because mutilation was not allowed on
short term slaves normally, Mark being an exception was odd. When he was
secured, Mark realised that he couldn't move the bottom of his body an
inch. There were wide straps across his torso. The lowest one finished just
above his pubic hair. The thighs were strapped in two places as well and of
course his ankles. Mark's arms were back in restraint at the neck and a
neck restraint stopped any movement there as well.

Hugh took hold of Mark's scrotum, pulled the balls down to the bottom and
tied them off with a cord so that all the slack skin was between the balls
and Mark's body. He stroked his cock and said to Jay, "I think we'll keep
this for now."

The penny dropped then with most of the others and they gasped. When the
vet arrived Hugh addressed him.

"I've tied off the slave's balls Doc. Just castrate him for me will
you. We'll put a bit in his mouth to stop him biting through his tongue,
but I don't think we'll bother with any anaesthetic."

Mark realised what was going to happen. He started screaming and begging.

"Please Hugh, don't take my balls, I'll never disobey you again, I'll do
anything and everything you ask forever, but please don't take my balls."

The pleading and screaming declined into great heart rending sobs as the
doctor approached the table with the scalpel and a tool to cauterise the
wound.

"This tool will leave an ugly scar Hugh, it would be much better to do this
in a proper operating theatre so that we can seal it properly."

"Mmm, I see your point, perhaps we should stub him at the same time
then. No cock or balls would be an interesting sight."

That was too much for Mark, his brain overloaded him into
unconsciousness. The doctor checked him.

"He'll be ok Hugh, just shock. Do you want me to do it while he is out?"

"No, I don't want you to do it at all. This was just to break him in one
go. Release him now Jeff, put him in an isolation cell until I decide on
the next step."

The trainers couldn't fathom their boss, he was never vicious with the
slaves, yet here he was with a guy he had once loved destroying him. Jay
decided to tell him.

"Boss I've never known you break a slave psychologically, but I think you
will have achieved that with 50. I doubt he will ever be much use as a
pussy boy now. He knows you can mutilate him so I think he will be the most
subservient creature you've ever seen. He'll be afraid of his own shadow in
case it does something to get him punished."

Hugh thought that was what he wanted. It would take him a long time to
realise that the boy he loved was the one who had been shy and private
about his body. Not a slave who would flaunt it and do anything else that
Hugh wanted, but that was a little way in the future.

"Yeah, yeah, good. When he recovers consciousness, release him to training
room 1 with plenty of water and let him chill out for a couple of
hours. I'll keep the CCTV on him while I work."

The boy that came on screen a little while later looked hunted and seemed
to have shrivelled up. He was still crying, but Hugh noted that he did
drink plenty of water. Hugh left him then until lunch time when he
instructed Jay to let him have lunch before returning him to TR1.

Hugh was feeling rather queasy. Didn't know why but missed lunch. When he
saw Mark back in TR1 he went to talk to him. He was quite shocked at Mark's
actions. He threw himself on the floor in front of Hugh, burst into tears,
kissed his feet and blubbered out.

"Thank you Sir for sparing my genitals, I swear I'll be a good slave
forever."

Hugh felt elated, God this had been so easy.

"Good, stand up, turn round, spread your legs as wide as you can, bend over
and use your hands to spread your ass cheeks wide."

Almost too fast to see, Mark did as he was told. Hugh took a tube of lube
and spread some on all his fingers. He slid the middle one into Mark's ass,
finger fucked him with it and asked Mark.

"Do you like that 50?"

"Oh yes Sir, if it pleases you."

Hugh sniggered and slowly increased the fingers until he had all five
digits on one hand fucking Mark's cute ass.

"Do you like that as well 50?"

Same reply, so Hugh undressed, lubricated his cock and slowly introduced it
to Mark's bottom. The second he was over the sphincter he heard Mark's cry
of anguish and the sobs that followed, but he didn't move. Hugh slowly
fucked him until he bottomed out, rubbing his balls against Mark's
ass. Then he pulled out.

"On the bed 50, on your back, legs spread wide and pulled back as far as
you can."

Hugh climbed on and positioned to re-enter him. He was disappointed Mark
was flaccid. He fucked him slowly but there was no increase in length. His
eyes were closed so Hugh told him to open them. The look was of complete
terror.

"If you can't make that thing hard, I might as well go ahead and cut it
off. Play with it and be erect before I cum or you are in trouble."

 Hugh came ok, it was probably the best orgasm he ever had. He had just
done what he had wanted to do for years, but there was no afterglow, it was
just a fuck and he had wanted and expected something special. The failure
made him angry with Mark.

"Very well, if my cock can't get you hard, let's see what two can do."

Hugh sent for the boys from the earlier session and told 46 to lie on the
bed.

"Get him an erection 50, and then fuck yourself on his cock. You won't need
any extra lubrication, your spit and my cum already inside you will be
enough."

It looked very erotic from behind, and Hugh went to the next level. He
played with 48 who quickly got an erection.

"Lubricate yourself 48 and then push 50 forwards so that you can fuck him
as well. Let's see if your cock alongside 46 can stimulate 50 to get an
erection."

 It didn't, but the photograph that Hugh took was fantastic.

"Sit up a little 48 and bring 50 with you. 47, go round the front and let
50 suck you. All of you are to orgasm inside 50 before you pull out, and
then you can return to your training class."

Hugh had never been so hard, this was so incredibly erotic, He wondered if
he should choreograph something like this for paying customers, he was sure
his father would go for it. 48 came first and pulled out. His parting words
tickled Hugh.

"Thank you Sir, I'll happily do that for you anytime."

47 was next and he quietly left. With movement restored to him 46 punched
into Mark hard until he also came. He pushed Mark off, looked at Hugh,
smiled and left.

"Doggy fashion 50, I might as well add another load."

Hugh slow fucked Mark to another orgasm. It was good, but he knew it should
have been better. He was so angry that he was, at last, getting what he
wanted from his best friend, but it was so second rate. He screamed for
Jay.

"Get this worthless piece of shit out of my sight. Give him twenty with the
paddle and then throw him in his cell. I don't want him with the other
slaves he'll contaminate them."

Nothing more was said. Hugh returned to the hotel after telling Jay to
continue his training schedule.  He buried himself in work at the hotel,
ensuring loads of happy guests, helping slaves perform better. Most of
these boys were quite happy, once they had been broken to sex. They were
well fed, slave chow notwithstanding. Fresh fruit was handed out when it
was in season to vary the diet and they had good shower
facilities. Personal hygiene kept them and the guests happy. They were
clothed in public and virtually never embarrassed or humiliated. Several
days elapsed before he returned to the salve training facility.

"What do you want done with 50, Boss? I don't think he'll ever be any use
again, you've broken him so he'll be useless for anything other than the
behind the scenes work. I'd keep him permanently on toilet and cesspit
work, he will undermine moral if he is with others."

Hugh cringed, what had he done, he had forgotten Mark effectively for days.

"Let's go and see, Jay."  "No, let me bring him to you. We haven't let him
out of his cell since you went back to the hotel, he's been fed but we
haven't removed him for toilet or washing. He'll be wallowing in his own
excrement and urine."

Hugh was shocked and decided to go by himself so that any other member of
staff would not see his reaction. What he saw when he opened the door to
Mark's cell made him vomit. The cell was too small for Mark to move around
so he had emptied his bladder and his bowels where he lay. Hugh got rid of
everything in his stomach and the ferocity of the action brought him to his
knees. Mark was curled up in the foetal position, lying in his own
excrement and urine. He looked at Hugh with eyes that were deep sunk and
filled with terror.

Hugh could hardly speak.

"Oh no, what have I done to my baby?"

The shock was too much. Hugh burst into tears, crawled over the shit and
piss to take Mark in his arms.

"Oh Baby, what have I done to you, what have I done. I love you so much,
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Mark looked at Hugh and wondered what new devilment his ex best friend was
planning. He couldn't believe that this man who he had loved like a brother
had visited such horrors on him and was now lying in shit crying his eyes
out. It was all too much for him and once again he overloaded into
unconsciousness.