Date: Thu, 24 Dec 2009 03:10:07 -0800
From: Michael Robert <mjrobert81@gmail.com>
Subject: Slave 7 chapter 5

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Slave 7 Chapter 5

Mark hit the ground shouting like the bitch he was. The man he would call
Sir looked down at him. He smiled. Mark felt rage build inside of him which
lead him to his next act of defiance. Mark turned and punched Sir in the
stomach. His stomach was hard. Mark's hand did not even make the man
flinch. 4 green eyes widen in shock from seeing this. Sir was silent he
then kneeled down to a angry yet weakened Mark. "I like your fight boy."
The man said. He then snapped his fingers, 4 quickly walked over to a
bookshelf and open a drawer that was below it. Out pulled iron
shackles. Mark saw this then saw the open door and quickly moved for
it. The Sir expected this and reached out and grabbed him across the
abdomen and pulled Mark towards him.  The Sir's arms were strong and Mark
felt his body be pushed up against the Sirs. He also felt the Sir's large
cock. "Where the fuck you going boy?" After this was said Mark felt the
iron shackles being placed on his ankles by 4. Sir then let Mark go. Mark
then turned and tried to run as he did he did not get far for he fell onto
the floor. Mark started to tear up, he then started to crawl out of the
room after a few feet Sir walked over he then kicked Mark in the ass. Mark
fell to the ground. When Mark hit the ground his cock took most of the
hit. Mark yelped, the ankle irons on him were heavy to and made his soar
ankles feel pain. Mark then felt the man's heavy boot covered foot press
down onto this shoulders. Mark yelled in pain and began to cry. 4 grabbed
Mark's arms and forced them behind his back. He then felt each wrist become
locked into an iron shackle. The Sir then grabbed Mark by his scalp and
pulled his head back then lifted Mark backwards to his knee, as this
happened the Sir kept his knee in between Marks shoulder blades. 4 then
appeared in front of Mark with a bit in his hands. Mark saw this and closed
his mouth tight. "Open." Sir ordered. Mark just sat there with his mouth
tightly shut. His eyes full of tears. 4 then slightly cock his head; Mark
saw a sinister glare appear in the muzzled covered face of 4. Sir nodded
towards 4, 4 saw this and then kicked Mark in the balls. Mark did not open
his mouth but moaned. 4 again kicked Mark in the balls. This time
harder. Mark's eyes began to water and face turn even more red. Yet his
mouth still stayed closed. 4 kicked Mark again. This blow was the
hardest. Mark's stomach felt immense pain in it. Mark though still kept his
mouth shut. He even smiled in a snide way. 4 stepped back lowered his head
in shame. Mark smiled and laughed, this victory though was short lived. The
Sir turned Mark around while on his knees. "You want to be difficult,
fine." Mark was thrown onto the floor. "2 assistance!" Instantly another
man in the same sort of bondage 4 was in entered the room. This man looked
to be about 28. He had blonde hair and brown eyes. His hair like Sir was
cut short; he had a masculine face, his body was tan. He had light trimmed
chest hair. His cock was large and kept in a leather cock cage. His chest
and arms were massive from years at the gym. He looked to be Nordic in
decent. 2 aggressively grabbed Mark by the shoulders. His grip was so
powerful that he could not of moved. 4 walked from behind both men and to
the front of Mark. He held the bit in hand and started to quickly push it
towards Mark's mouth. Mark looked away best he could. The look of the 4's
face then went from a glare to pity. 4 then stepped back. Sir was now there
in his hand was a small boiling cup of water. "I do enjoy tea and coffee
especially when it is hot." The Sir said in a cold tone. Mark's brown eyes
widen in fear with as he continued to tighten his mouth shut. He moaned and
whimpered no as the Sir walked towards him with the hot water. Mark closed
his legs not knowing what to expect. The Sir violently pushed his boot
between them forcing them open and forcing his balls and cock to be
venerable. Mark then looked up he saw 2's brown eyes, they were cold and
stern. Mark then felt Sir's strong grip behind his head and force him to
look down at his cock. "Won't learn to listen well hmm this teach you 7."
The Sir then lifted the boiling hot cup of water up onto Marks balls and
cock. Mark started to scream in pure pain. He fought his hardest to keep
his mouth closed but couldn't. "Aaaggghhhhh!" Mark screamed in a horsed
voice. 2 watched with no emotion while 4 tilted his head in wonder. Mark
squirmed and struggled in the grip of both men as his balls and cock boiled
in the water. After a few moments of this 4 walked over and locked the bit
into Marks mouth. When locked in, 2 released his grip. Mark fell onto the
floor. Mark could not move for the amount of pain he felt put him in a semi
state of shock. All three men in the room looked down at Mark with no
remorse in his eyes. After a few moments of observing Mark moaning in pain,
both 4 and 2 were motioned to leave. Sir then walked over to Mark and
pulled him to his knees; he then quickly put a ball gage into his mouth and
then by the leash that was attached to his collar pulled him out of the
room on his soar aching knees. "Time to show you around a bit 7." The Sir
said. As Mark was pulled out he whimpered and moaned and noticed pictures
of his father and the Sir on the wall.