Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2003 14:08:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: t baron <hgo469@yahoo.com>
Subject: Motorhome Slaveboy 03

Motorhome Slaveboy 03
(c) 2003by hgo469@yahoo.com

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WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories which depict sex
between boys, men or boys and men or live in a jurisdiction where
reading/possessing such materials is illegal exit now.

This story is a work of fiction; no resemblance to anyone living or dead is
intended. Since this is fiction the characters engage in unprotected sex -
I hope that anyone reading this story will not take that to mean that they
should do the same.

If you like this and want to hear more let me know - questions and
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Motorhome Slaveboy


Chapter 3

	I woke in the morning feeling a bit strange - it took a moment for
me to remember where I was. The one thing I was sure of was that David was
still curled up next to me, his ass pressed against my crotch and my
morning hard-on pressing against that wonderful asshole that I had used
again the night before.
	David awoke and pressed himself against my groin, at the same time
causing his sphincter to clench and release, trying to suck my erection
back into him.
	"You keep that up and you will find yourself getting a piss enema
this morning," I said as I rubbed his chest with my hand.
	"No one has ever done that to me before, it sounds hot," he
replied.
	I was coming to the conclusion that what I had here was a sex
machine and I was beginning to wonder if I was going to be able to keep him
satisfied. Well, if I died trying it would be a lovely way to go.
	I reached over to the nightstand and picked up the tube of KY -
applying a bit of it to both my erection and his asshole - then I pressed
forward and in a single, quick stroke buried my cock in the boy's rectum as
deep as I could go. David seemed to have fingers in his asshole as his anal
muscles massaged my rigid member, bringing me to an even harder erection. I
started to wonder if I was going to be able to piss at all my cock was so
hard; however, it didn't take very long before I knew that I was going to
be able to fill his guts with my bladder full of urine, I had to go so bad
that I don't think I could have made it to the toilet if I had wanted to.
	As I opened my internal valve and shot the hard hot stream of piss
into David's waiting bowels I could feel him tense a bit and then relax and
enjoy that overly full feeling of receiving an enema. I reached down and
found that David's own cock was rock-hard and straining for release. I
reminded him that he was not allowed to touch himself, let alone cum,
without my permission and he pulled his hands away from his crotch.
	When I had finished expelling my load of piss, I slowly pulled out
and instructed David that he wasn't to allow a single drop to escape until
I gave him permission. Since he was still chained to the bed there was no
way that he could get to the toilet in any case and I'm sure he knew what
would happen to him if he were to release himself on the bed.
	When I released the chain holding him to the bed and pointed him to
the restroom he didn't waste any time heading for the toilet - by then the
discomfort from having to hold my fluids inside him were becoming quite
agonizing and he needed relief.
	I heard him expel my morning enema from his bowels as I entered to
take a shower. Once he was finished, I instructed him to join me in the
shower and then he soaped up my body. I rubbed soapsuds all over him as
well, paying particular attention to his cock and asshole. I inserted first
one, then two and finally three soapy fingers into his rectum as he pushed
back against my hand as if trying to get the whole thing inside him.
	"I'm not going to fist-fuck you David - I don't generally do that
to a slave as it can cause major medical problems and I don't want to have
to have some doctor sewing up a tear in your asshole."
	David grunted with disappointment, but he didn't try to pull any
more of my hand into his body.
	"Has someone fist-fucked you in the past, boy?" I asked.
	"No Master, but there was one trucker who tried. I'm sure he would
have if someone hadn't come into the shower room before he had finished. As
it was it took almost a week before my asshole wasn't leaking a bit,
regardless of what I did. I kept a pad of toilet paper in my ass crack so
that I wouldn't stain my underwear and bring questions from my
mother. Afterward I sort of regretted his not finishing as the memory of
the action was more positive than negative."
	"Boy, you really are a slut," I said, slapping him on his
ass. "Still, I have never been against having a boy-slut around so I think
I'll keep you, for now at least."
	David looked up at me, first with a smile and then with a bit of
worry - again just the way I wanted it as I didn't want him to ever think
that I couldn't or wouldn't sell him some time in the future.

* * * * *

	Exiting the bathroom we found that while we were cleaning up
someone had brought in breakfast, laying mine out on a table like room
service uses in a first class hotel and his in a tin plate on the floor. I
reminded him that he wasn't to use his hands or I would tie them back
behind him and we both ate. David was starting to get the hang of eating
like a dog and didn't even get as much food on his face as he had in the
past.
	After breakfast, I joined Karl in the study where we started to
seriously work out the plan for the trip to Tulsa while his boys took David
with them to do the daily chores around the estate. Past visits had told me
that David was going to have some very unusual chores given to him and I
was glad that Karl's extensive security camera and taping system would
allow me to view everything later.
	"Last night I made a couple of inquiries among my contacts in the
Tulsa area and it appears that the church where Reverend Johnson is to
become pastor is located in a somewhat rural area about twenty-five miles
outside of the city. The congregation is extremely conservative and doesn't
trust the local authorities - a feeling that I have come to understand is
mutual.
	"The sheriff gets called out to the church fairly regularly with
complaints of extremely loud music and other noises. They think that the
loud singing is used to cover us when they are trying to beat the devil out
of a member of the congregation; however, so far no one has filed a battery
complaint so there is little that the sheriff can do. The children all come
to school wearing long sleeve shirts and long pants on even the hottest of
days - some of the teachers think that they are hiding bruises, but since
they can't force the kids to undress, there isn't anything that they can
do. A deputy tried to join the church to see just what was going on but
they discovered whom he was and he never saw anything.
	"I have a friend who is a deputy sheriff down there and he will
give us as much assistance as he can, unofficially of course."
	"Boy, you got a lot of information in a very short order, I suspect
it would have taken me a month to do this much." I was always amazed at how
quickly Karl could get things done; he was sort of a 'one man army' in that
way.
	"I'll take my special trailer down there - once we pick up the kids
they will undoubtedly be searching all passenger vehicles but I rather
doubt that they will be looking inside every freight box on the highway."
	I smiled; Karl's 'special trailer' was really more of a dungeon on
wheels than a 'freight box.' If you opened the door at the rear all you
would see is cardboard boxes filled with appliances packed floor to
ceiling; however, if you know how to enter via the hidden door in the floor
you would find an extremely well equipped playroom and cells for at least a
dozen slaves.
	"Thanks, I was hoping that you would come along on this adventure,
but I wasn't sure just how to ask - we are taking chances for sure - the
Tulsa area is one of the buckles on the 'Bible Belt.' If we aren't
successful we could end up in a world of hurt."
	"That's where my friend the deputy sheriff comes in - he will keep
us informed of what is happening so that we can avoid the officials." Karl
smiled one of his patented grins. "And who knows, we might just find a few
more 'abused' young men around there in need of 'liberation.' You can never
tell about that sort of place."
	Karl suggested that Kenny and Barry be the ones to scope out the
scene - there was a chance that Reverend Johnson might recognize my rig if
I were to start snooping around town. We agreed that David and one of
Karl's boys should be in the trailer when we brought in the twins - having
David there would settle them down, at least until we got them into cells.
	"I guess I should show David around the trailer, if it's alright
with you," I said. I haven't had a chance to play in a well equipped
dungeon since I acquired him and he needs to see what is in store for him
and his siblings in the future.
	"Go ahead, enjoy - do you want me to put one of my boys in there as
well - sometimes a first time in the dungeon is easier if there is someone
else there."
	"That might be interesting, why don't you have Willy take him into
the dungeon in the guise of having to clean the place and then he can
accidentally lock him in one of the cells. I arrive a few minutes later and
take it from there."
	"Do you want me to give Willy any special instructions?" Karl
asked.
	"No, just tell him to get David into the cell and then stand by for
whatever I want to do - I'll take it from there."

* * * * *

	I climbed into the playroom to find David in what had to be the
smallest of the cells - there wasn't room for him to sit, stand, lie down
or even move too much. Willy was sitting on the floor in front of the cell
door playing with the lock as if he could open it, he couldn't, it required
a special magnetic key that I was wearing as if it were a wrist watch.
	Willy jumped up, "Uh, we were trying to clean up in here and I
suggested to David that he might like to see what it felt like to be in one
of the punishment cells. I didn't realize that the door would lock as soon
as it was closed - I was trying to release the catch so that we could get
back to work."
	I've got to hand it to Willy, he is a fairly good actor - if I
didn't know that he had been instructed to do what he did I might have
bought the story, as it was, I just barked insults at him and then placed
him in another of the tiny cells, telling him that I 'might' let him out
one of these days.
	I turned to David, "Well, it appears that you have yourself in a
rather difficult fix, don't you?"
	"Sir, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been playing, we were supposed to
be cleaning the place up, only I never saw anything like this place and I
kind of forgot what I was to be doing."
	"Somehow I think Willy had something to do with it as well. I'll
get to him shortly, right now it is you who needs to be punished." I
quickly worked the catch - it was easy when you are wearing the required
release bracelet. I opened the door, "Get out here, boy," I said with as
much menace in my voice as I could muster.
	David crawled out on his hands and knees, he looked sort of like a
puppy who had peed on the floor and knew he was wrong.
	I slapped his ass a couple of times and then pointed over to the
padded table at one side of the room. David climbed on top.
	"On your back, slave," I growled.
	He did as he was told and I fastened his wrists and ankles into the
leather cuffs at the corners of the table, pulling them down until he was
stretched as tight as I could make him. I attached clips to his nipples and
in turn attached cords to the clips - the cords led up over pulleys and
ended with hooks to which I then attached weights. I started out with only
a pound on each one. Next I wrapped some cord around his nut sac and then
ran it over a pulley and attached a small bucket to it. I dropped a few
small weights into the bucket and David grunted.
	"I'm going to keep adding weights until the bucket is full or it
pulls your nuts right off - whichever comes first," I said with a snarl.
	An extremely worried look crossed David's face, but I will give him
credit - he didn't say a word.
	Next, I turned to Willy, opening the cell door and pulling him out
by his collar.
	"Let's see now, what am I going to do with you?" I asked no one in
particular.
	"I'm a slave sir, you can do anything you want with me, sir," Willy
replied, still cowering on the floor.
	"That's right, I'm glad that you remembered that." I grabbed a set
of handcuffs and quickly locked his hands behind his back. I looked around
a moment until I saw a rather large dildoe that I fitted into a special
harness, and then I greased up the dildoe and pushed it deep into Willy's
guts in one steady motion. There was some resistance at first but slowly it
sank in until there was only the base that was attached to the harness
still outside his body.
	I buckled the harness around his waist so that he couldn't expel
the dildoe, pulling his cock and balls through a special ring in the
front. Next, I hung another bucket from Willy's nuts and dropped a few
small weights into it just as I had done to David.
	"Now we are going to play a little game, it works like this. Willy
you are going to suck on David's cock, trying to make him cum. If he cums
you win and he is punished; however, if he hasn't cum when I decide the
game is over, or if it just takes too long for you to make him cum he wins
and you are punished. Understand?"
	Willy nodded his understanding.
	"What about you David, do you understand the rules?"
	David nodded.
	"Of course, I'm going to be here adding weights to the pails
hanging from your nuts as we go along, just to keep it interesting." Both
boys frowned, they both understood that I could end up putting an awful lot
of weight on their nuts and there wasn't a thing that they could do about
it.
	Willy moved over to the table and took David's cock in his mouth -
his gait was sort of funny as he had to walk kind of bow-legged because of
the pail dangling from his nuts.
	I knew that Willy was an expert cocksucker, he had been doing it
for most of his life, and few boys could hold out for very long once Willy
got going. I didn't expect this to be much of a match - neither did Willy.
	Willy worked his tongue around and around the top of David's cock
head, slipping his tongue into the piss slit from time to time as he
engulfed the mushroom-shaped crown, tightening his lips around the glans
and sucking hard enough that I almost felt that he was going to suck
David's balls right up through his cock.
	Slowly he lowered his head toward the helpless boy's pubic bush,
licking and sucking all along the cockshaft. When he buried his nose in
David's bush the head of the rigid tool was all the way to the back of his
oral cavity and starting down his throat. Next, Willy worked his throat
muscles, massaging the cockhead and glans as his tongue washed the shaft.
	When he ran out of air, Willy backed off a little and drew a few
breaths before pushing down even further, if that were possible, and giving
David a throat massage like his cock had never had before.
	David was gasping and thrashing as much as he could in his
position; however, he was managing to hold back his orgasm - a massive
effort I was sure. Meanwhile I kept dropping small lead weights into first
one and then the other bucket - I estimated that including the pails there
had to be four to five pounds dangling from each boys nuts at this point. I
added another half pound weight to each of David's tits as well and he gave
a pain induced grunt as I allowed each of them to drop the last few inches.
	David was holding out far better than I had expected - Willy was
giving it all of his effort, but David had resisted blowing his wad into
the suctioning mouth before him. When I checked my watch I found that Willy
had been working on David's cock for over fifteen minutes, I don't think
that anyone, man or boy, had ever been able to make it that far in the
past.
	Finally, I dropped a whole handful of weights into Willy's bucket
and announced, "Time's up - it looks like you lose, Willy."
	Willy pulled his head up from David's crotch, "Just another minute,
please, I know that he is about to cum, I can feel it."
	"Too bad, you had a very generous chance and you blew it. David is
the winner and you are the one who is going to be punished." I poured all
of the weights in David's bucket into Willy's. Willy grimaced and grunted
from the pain, but he didn't say a word.
	I removed the weights from David's tits and dropped them into
Willy's bucket as well - now the weight handing from Willy's nuts was
becoming extremely uncomfortable and it took every bit of Willy's
concentration to keep from crying out - knowing that if he did cry out I
would only add more weight to the pail.
	I pulled out a wooden pillory from the wall, released Willy's hands
and then fastened his neck and wrists into the device. Rings in the floor
allowed me to fasten his ankles so that his legs were spread and he was
bent over just at the right angle for a proper paddling or fucking,
depending on what I wanted to do.
	Once Willy was secured, I released David from the table,
admonishing him that if he were to touch himself he would replace Willy in
the pillory.
	From a cabinet on the far wall I selected a leather paddle studded
with diamond shaped studs. The leather was stiff, but bent just a little
bit and with the studs it was sure to inflict some excruciating pains if
swung hard enough against a bare ass. I gave it a couple of practice
swings, listening to the sounds as it cut through the air.
	Willy listened as well, trying but unable to turn enough to see
what it was that I was going to smash against his helpless bottom.
	I removed the harness and the dildoe from his asshole, tossing
everything into the pail that still hung from his nuts. The helpless boy's
nut sac was stretched about as far as it could go, his nuts themselves
straining at the very bottom of the sac like they were trying to break out.
	I made a couple more practice swings and then brought the paddle
down on one ass cheek.
	WHACK!
	"That's one sir, may I please have another," Willy said
automatically.
	"See, slave, that is the only proper way to respond when your
Master administers any kind of punishment," I said to David.
	WHACK!
	This time to the other cheek.
	"That's two sir, may I please have another," Willy said again.
	WHACK!
	WHACK!
	WHACK!
	WHACK!
	WHACK!
	WHACK!
	WHACK!
	WHACK!
	The blows against the captive boy's bottom fell in regular
sequence, each one followed by a proper count and a request for another.
	"What happens if I lose count when you're paddling me?" David
asked.
	"Then we start again from one, only I double the number of strokes
that I intended to administer."
	A look of fear passed over David's face but he didn't say anything
- he knew that I could do anything I want to do to him and that he had no
say in the matter whatsoever. Just the way I wanted it.
	"Now, you can remove that thing from Willy's nuts, but not release
him from the pillory, I may want to paddle him some more."
	David did as he was told and then returned to my side.
	"Do you still need to cum, boy?" I asked.
	"Please sir, if it would please you."
	"Okay, tell you what, I want you to fuck Willy there only when you
are ready to shoot you need to pull out and shoot your cum across his back
- think you can do that?"
	"I've never fucked anyone before," he said, "they always just
wanted to fuck me."
	"Well, I guess this is the time for a learning experience then,
isn't it?"
	I handed David a tube of KY and showed him how to apply it to his
cock and Willy's shit chute. "It is generally better to use some sort of
lubricant, but sometimes your pre-cum is enough, and if the one you are
fucking has already had someone else up there often times you don't need
any, he will be slick enough," I said in way of instruction.
	David stepped up behind Willy, applied the KY and then started to
work his rigid love-pole into Willy's hot asshole. David slipped in slowly,
enjoying all of the sensations as his tool became enclosed in the sheath
that was Willy's rectum. When David had inserted himself as far as he could
he just stood there, enjoying the sensation before he began to withdraw
even slower than he had entered in the first place. When only the
mushroom-shaped cockhead was still inside, he reversed course and once
again pushed forward until his own crotch prevented him from penetrating
any deeper.
	In and out, in and out David plowed the depths of Willy's guts,
building speed until the slapping of his groin against the helpless boy's
buttocks sounded almost as loud as the cracks of the paddle earlier. David
became lost in this, his first fuck, oblivious to everything and everyone
around him. Faster and faster his rhythmic fucking pounded, his balls
building up pressure to shoot his load wherever his dick pointed.
	Finally, with a mighty grunt David pulled his erection completely
free from Willy's asshole and a massive load of hot boy-cream shot out onto
Willy's back, the thick milky fluid forming puddles in some of the low
spots while some droplets ran like rivers to the edge and began to drip
down onto the floor.
	"Now, before any more of it drips off onto the floor, lick his back
clean, picking up every drop of your juices," I ordered.
	David looked at me a bit confused for a moment, and then realizing
that I was quite serious in this instruction he began to lap up his load
from Willy's back, catching those drips before they could end up on the
floor.
	"Get the ones that have fallen on the floor as well," I ordered.
	A look of disgust crossed David's face, but he dropped down to the
floor and did as he was told - the boy was a natural slave. I rather
doubted that he was going to require any great amount of training.
	Once the floor was cleaned, I instructed him to climb under Willy
and give him the best blow-job he had ever had.
	David started to reach for Willy's cock with his hands, I barked at
him, "I don't remember hands being required for a blow-job, do you? Use
your mouth and tongue, nothing else!"
	David complied immediately, taking Willy's raging hard-on into his
mouth and working on it to bring the immobile boy to that wonderful point
of orgasm as quickly as he could. He kept wanting to use his hands until
finally he clasp them behind him just as they would be if he were
handcuffed - everything I saw kept telling me that I had a natural born
slave here, just the kind I had been looking for.
	With a grunt and a howl, Willy came in David's suctioning
mouth. David was careful not to allow a single drop to be wasted on the
floor, not an easy task with the huge amounts that I knew Willy was able to
spurt out. After the last spurt of jism had flown from Willy's cock to
David's gullet David kept on sucking on the very head of Willy's erection
which was extremely sensitive and quite ticklish, causing the helpless boy
to laugh, giggle and squirm, trying to get away from the mouth that had
just brought him so much pleasure and was now bring an equal amount of
pleasant agony.
	Finally, I instructed David to stop and release Willy. That done
they really did have to clean up the playroom before we all headed back
into the house.

* * * * *

	It was later that evening, we were sitting in the living room
watching Kent, Tim and Martin, Karl's other three boys, as they put on a
special live fuck show for us. David was sitting on the floor between my
legs with one hand inside my pants lightly massaging my cock and
balls. Karl had Willy similarly engaged when David asked permission to ask
some questions.
	"Okay, you have been a good boy so you have earned permission, as
long as they have something to do with you."
	"Sir, I have heard you say something about going to Tulsa, are you
going to give me back to my father?"
	I chuckled a bit, "Heaven forbid, though I rather doubt that he
would take you back even if I were to make the offer."
	"Then what are we going to do there, Sir?"
	"I have decided, after listening to you tell me about your home
life, that we need to liberate your brothers in much the same way that you
have been liberated."
	"Able and Joseph have always been extremely careful about things -
I'm sure he doesn't even suspect the sort of things that they were doing to
me back in West Virginia. I had also seen them sucking each other off out
in the woods when they thought no one was around. If I had told him about
those things he wouldn't have believed me as he was convinced that
everything I said came directly from Satan and wasn't to be trusted."
	Karl spoke up. "We weren't expecting him to just give them over
like he did you - we have somewhat more interesting plan in mind - when
we're finished I rather doubt that he will want to have them around and he
certainly won't be willing to tell anyone the truth about where they have
gone. People like him give religion a bad name and shouldn't be allowed to
have children - in a way you might just say we were going to be doing the
Lord's work." Karl laughed a bit.
	"Don't worry," I added, "we plan to allow you a chance to get back
at them for the way they treated you as well."
	David looked relieved that he wasn't going to have to go back to
the awful conditions he had been living in when I got him. "One other
question, please sir?" he asked.
	"Okay, what is it?"
	"When am I going to be allowed to wear clothing again? I still feel
really strange being naked all the time."
	"I don't know - I guess that sort of depends on where we are and
what we're doing - I don't see any reason for you to be wearing clothing at
any of the places we have been and I like looking at your naked body. If we
end up going out in public I'll give you something to wear, but otherwise I
want you naked all the time."
	"Thank you, Sir," he said, not sure he liked the reply but sure
that it was the truth.

* * * * *

	Kent and Martin had completed their show by shooting into each
other's mouths while Willy and David drove huge dildoes into the two slave
boys' assholes. It was a hot act and I'm sure we could have taken it on the
road to great financial success; however, the show was private and the
audience of two was the only one that would see it any time soon.
	I took David off to bed - he had been a very good boy all day and
had earned the right to sleep with me again. I looked over into the cell
and thought about how nice it would be to have his twin brothers in there,
bound tightly and forced to watch David and I have sex while they couldn't
do anything. At that moment I decided that once they were ours they were
going to live in chastity belts for extended periods and while they would
be required to service others they wouldn't be allowed any relief
themselves until they were almost out of their minds with lust.
	David and I enjoyed the huge shower and then climbed into bed - I
did still attach the chain to his collar and the bed post, but this time I
left a bit more slack, so that he would almost feel like he wasn't
restricted at all.
	"Master," David said, "are you going to fuck me tonight? My asshole
really want you inside me again."
	Without speaking, I grabbed the tube of KY and squirted it into his
waiting rosebud. He pushed himself back, positioning himself so that my
rigid tool as aimed directly at his pucker and then me pushed himself back
against me with all the force he could muster so that his asslips would
swallow as much of me as they could on the first stroke. It was almost as
if the boy had a vacuum cleaner hose for a rectum - he just sucked my cock
inside him almost effortlessly. This boy was truly a gem and I could only
hope that we were going to find his brothers to be the same.
	My pubic bush rubbed against David's ass cheeks as his talented
sphincter massaged my cockshaft, I was quite sure that it wasn't going to
take very long for me to shoot my load into his willing asshole. I started
to pull out to begin a rhythmic stroking of his prostate, only the suction
was such that it truly took much more effort that I was accustomed to
exerting, still his lubricated sphincter muscle wasn't able to hold on that
tight and I was able to withdraw until only my cockhead was still buried in
his hot hole.
	In and out, faster and faster, I fucked the slave boy's asshole,
enjoying the warmth and tightness he was providing. I felt my cum churning
in my nuts and knew that it wasn't going to be very long before I was
filling his bowels once again with my juices. I tried to remember when I
had had a boy so willing and sexy and memory failed me, of course, my mind
was basically in my crotch at the moment and it was rapidly preparing to
shoot out my dick in large, hot gobs of milky cream.
	With a grunt of intense pleasure I shot load after load of jism
into the boy's ass - it was as if I hadn't cum in weeks and it was the
first time I had been with him - he was sexy beyond belief and all mine. I
don't know what I had done to be this lucky of late, but I was sure glad
that I had done it.

To be continued---

AUTHORS NOTE:
	My thanks to those who have written with their comments about Cole
and David - I try to reply to everyone but it isn't always possible to do
so in a timely manner as I am working as well as writing so if I haven't
replied yet, rest assured, I will.
	This is a work of fiction, but from time to time I do place a few
items from my own experiences in here as well, I try not to place anything
here that isn't at least possible, but remember that this is a story so
SAFE SEX isn't required - in real life it is, so please play carefully!

Thanks,

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