Date: Mon, 13 Sep 2010 10:12:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Vincent Vincent <not_your_typical_master@yahoo.com>
Subject: Satanic Slave, Part 6

Once again, THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION.  The narrative that follows did not
happen to Me or to anyone else by Me.  Don't contact Me to meet this slave.
DO contact Me if you want to become this slave.  <smirk> Also contact Me
with any praise, criticism, or suggestions.  All feedback is good.

Satanic Slave - Part 6

i was evidently successful the second time because at some point i was
dragged out of the cell and a series of preparations was begun to install
me in the main compound.  It's important to understand that two huge shifts
happened in a faggot's brain while servicing over 1200 anonymous Cocks in
that cell.

First, there was no "me", no "I", no "it".  After listening to His Voice
for two months, there was only "a faggot" in this flesh.  And every other
cocksucker in the compound was also "a faggot."  In trying to describe
these events, it's stupid to say "a faggot sucked Cock while a faggot
licked toes.  A faggot was also kissing His ass...."  but that's exactly
how it took place in a faggot's (my) brain.  We were all faggots
... interchangeable parts of a collection of faggots, all craving and
living for nothing but Cock.

The second thing is, well, Cock.  It's also stupid to say "A Cock walked
into a room...."  Sounds like a prelude to a bad joke.  But that's exactly
what every faggot saw: nothing but Cock.  Sure, there was a man attached to
the Cock, but He was beyond our focus.  It would mean removing our focus
from His Cock and there was no way that could ever happen.  Sure, we
serviced any part of a Man that He desired, but to us, they were all
extensions of His Cock.  There were faggots, and there was Cock. Period.

So, a faggot's indoctrination continued.

i was led into a small medical center in the facility.  The headphones were
plugged in to continue drilling into a faggot's head what its purpose was.
A Man there released His cock which i nursed while my flesh was pierced.
Both nipples were ringed, as was my nose.  He then slid a metal cylinder
snugly around my fagdick so only a portion of the head was still exposed.
"The only Cocks faggots get to play with are those attached to Men."  He
then ran a metal rod through holes at the top of the cylinder ... which
meant it ran through the meat of my dickhead.  Another rod was inserted
through the base of the cylinder and of my fagdick.  There was a bit of
spot-welding and my dick was now completely useless as an instrument of my
own pleasure.  Throughout the piercing, i remained focused on pleasuring
Cock and kept my jaws apart as i screamed into an Erection.

i hadn't noticed two important things: there was another faggot in the room
who apparently had just undergone the same process.  And the cylinder
encasing my fagdick (and likewise with every other faggot, apparently) had
a ring to which things could be attached.

Over the headphones, a Man in the room spoke to us.  "Faggots remain here
until the piercings have healed."

The second faggot and i were each bound so our arms were tight against our
sides.  The Man Then locked my nose ring to the other faggot's dickring --
and his to mine.  A rope joined our four nipple rings together without
causing any pulling.  We were left alone on our sides.

The voice in my head continued teaching me how much i needed cock.  There
was a cockhead right in front of my eyes, softly oozing precum.

But there was not a goddamn thing i could do about it.  My tongue could
only touch metal.  If i reached my tongue as far down as i could, i could
graze the very top of his nutsack.  i couldn't help myself; i had to taste
crotch.  The other faggot moaned and his dick started to swell as he cried
out in pain.

He reciprocated in kind.  i have no idea if it was out of revenge or
hunger.  It didn't matter. i knew this was all intended by the Men here.
As we curled our bodies in pain and frustration, we started torturing our
nipples.  All that did was make our desire for Cock and our desire to cum
even stronger.

i have no idea how long this challenge lasted.  i know it was at least
days, possibly weeks.  We were periodically given water.  The water tasted
like there was more to it; it was nutrients of some kind because we were
never given solid food.  Our piercings were periodically checked.  And His
Voice continually drilled into my skull, constantly reinforcing the hunger,
humiliation, and submission that was now branded into my brain.

Eventually we were separated.  i was led into a room and nail polish
remover was applied to the edges of my ears.  This eroded the seal of the
headphones and His Voice was gone.  But by that time, He was eternally
inside my head.  i would forever be hearing Him reminding me of my status
as a cocksucking faggot.

My nose ring was used as a leash and i was led on all 4's down a series of
hallways following a Man's bare feet.  We passed a human clock, its scrotum
painfully distended from the metal balls in the net.  It cried out as we
passed, "The time is 11:52, SIR!"  The Man chuckled at the clock and led me
into the core of the compound.

It was a large room with several corridors leading off the sides.  He
pulled me down the third corridor on the right and into the second room on
the right of that corridor.

The room was dimly lit.  On each of the side walls a metal ring bore a
chain leading to the dick enclosure of a faggot.  Each of the faggots
started crawling toward the Man's prick, mouths open and drooling.  The
third wall, opposite the entrance, held an empty ring to which i assumed
i'd soon be attached.

In the center of the room was a monstrous stone Phallus.  The room's only
light shone down on this massive rock-hard Dick.  It was larger than a
bottle of whiskey and every bit as thick.  Its head mushroomed from that
enormous stalk so that even two hands couldn't wrap around It.  The room's
only light shone down from the center of the ceiling, making It the
inevitable focus of every faggot in the room.  From Its piss-slit flowed a
slow drip of water.  The chains of the faggots allowed them to just reach
the Phallus.  i know this because one of the faggots had been gently
licking up water from Its shaft when we entered.  The Man tilted His head
toward the Phallus.  "A faggot drinks from there.  It's not just water.  It
contains vitamins and nutrients that aren't in Our cum and piss."

The Phallus suddenly ejaculated.  A stream of water shot up into the air
and back down all over the shaft.  The two faggots crawled quickly to the
fountain and both moaned at the abundance of fluid as they sucked the Prick
dry.  "Yeah, it shoots every few minutes.  Randomly set.  Then a faggot can
really quench its thirst."

He led me to that back wall and attached the chain.  i was now just another
cocksucking faggot in the compound.

"Some basic rules, shithead.  There will be no conversation.  Every room
has a microphone so don't even try; it will just piss Us off.  Only speak
to answer a Man's question.

"Don't ever fucking stand.  A faggot's head should never be higher than a
Man's Dick or asshole.

"A Man can unleash a faggot and take it where He wants within the compound.
When He is done, the faggot might not go back to the same room from which
it started.  Wherever it ends up is its new home until a Man unleashes it
again.  So don't get connected to this spot or these other faggots.  The
only connection a faggot has is to Cock."

He opened His pants and His beautiful semi-erect Cock hit my face.  "Show
Me some gratitude, cuntface." He called out to the other chained faggots,
"And I want a slutmouth cleaning each of My feet while I feed this
faghole."  They quickly scurried over and moaned at the taste of His bare
feet, filthy from walking the compound's many halls.  He lifted his feet,
one at a time, and that foot's worshipper slid underneath to clean His
soles.  He then stepped on their faces as i continued worshiping His Cock.

He grabbed the back of my head and fucked my face.  i had to pace my
breathing to His strokes as He essentially used my head to jack off His
Meat.  His strokes increased in power and speed as He shot his delicious
Seed into my mouth and throat.  He then spit on my cocksucking face as He
pulled out of my mouth and walked out of the room.

As He left He stuck His head in to speak.  "Oh, yeah, faggot, I almost
forgot.  Look down at the floor under the ring.  There's a drain there.
That's for faggot piss.  But that's the only drain in the room.  The other
faggots have no way to reach it.  But they can reach the faggot who CAN
reach the drain if everyone cooperates.  Figure it out."  Another sadistic
chuckle and He left.

i felt empty inside, shaken by the realization that this was the first of
an eternity of unknown and unknowable Men to use me ... no, to use a
chained faggot cocksucker, one of god-knows-how-many.  i felt worthless,
replaceable and unimportant.  "A faggot exists simply to service and
pleasure Men."

But along with this emptiness was an overwhelming sense of peace.  There
was no sense of time, no sense of any distraction from Cock.  There were
faggots and there was Cock.  And that was all that was needed.

The stone Phallus ejaculated again and three faggots rushed forward to
attempt to quench their insatiable thirst.  Their thirst for Cock.