Date: Thu, 2 Apr 2009 05:48:23 -0700 (PDT) From: stl leather <stlltrbtm@yahoo.com> Subject: Slave to Destiny II Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction containing light BDSM sex between a middle-aged man and a 20 year old boy (If this kind of material is offensive to you, or you are not of legal age in the country/state where you live in, please do not continue. Author's Note: This story is under property of the author, anyone wishing to re-post this on their own website must confirm the author for confirmation. However, feel free to download it and use for your own pleasure, or send to a friend. All feedback is welcome. Flames will be ignored. Copyright 2009 Dark Knight, All rights reserved. Slave to Destiny II by Dark Knight ---------------------------------- Part II -- see Slave to Destiny for Part I -- After sleeping far into the daylight hours, the boi finally woke to the soft sounds of birds chirping outside his window. He started to roll out of bed but was immediately stopped by restraints on his wrists and ankles. It was then that he remembered the previous nights activities. The joy of giving his Master pleasure and the purity of the pain he succumbed to as he did so. He looked around but did not see his Master. He started to call out for him, but stopped and realized that it was not his place to call out to the Master. HE would come for him when HE was ready. The boi was a natural slave, quickly learning his place. He was an object of pleasure for his MASTER and that was all he was. Soon he feel back into a deep sleep. When he next awoke, he found that he was no longer in the bed, but he was downstairs in the grate room again, laying on his back in the leather sling, naked. His wristed where cuffed to chains that supported the sling and his ankles where attached to a spreader bar and also connected to supporting chains so that his boipussy was positioned for the best possible access. A fire was blazing in the fireplace and the room was very warm. The boy's smooth tight skin was dripping with sweat from the heat and from the anticipation of what was to happen soon. With making a sound the MASTER came into the boi's view from a side door. At the sight of his Master, the boi quickly inhaled and licked his lips. The Master was wearing black leather reaper boots with 7 buckets reaching nearly to his knees. Besides the boots, He was also wearing a black leather harness and these two items of clothing were all that covered the Master. The boi had ample view of the masters muscles, cock and hairy body. His ears, nipples and cock were pierced with heavy gauge silver and his arms and back were covered in rich gothic tattoos. Once Master reached the boi and without a word spoken, he began softly running his hand over the boi's body. Slowly walking in a circle He ran his fingers over the boi's shaven head, across his neck, down his smooth chest and on from head to toe. After several circles around the boi, the Master walked up to the boi's exposed pussy and began massaging his cheeks and his cock. The boi could hardly contain his excitement from the touch of his Master. After the Master was certain that the boi was ready, he turned around and pulled into view a long box with a rod extending out of one end. Lining the rod up with the height of the boi's ass it became clear what the device was, a fucking machine. The Master attached a dong roughly the size of the Masters cock and put lubricant on it. Then turned his attention to the boi, lubing his boipussy and stretching it out with his fingers. Finally the Master moved the machine up next to the boi, manually pushing the head of the dong into the boi's now eager pussy. Then He stepped back and circled around to the front of the boi. He placed a black leather blindfold over the boi's eyes, then He stepped up onto a short platform so that he was towering over the boi's head. "Open!" commanded the Master. The boi's obeyed. Unseen by the blindfolded boy, a smile formed on the Masters face. He was pleased with his new slave. He placed the head of his uncut cock on the boi's lips. "Lick!" barked the order from the Master. The hungrily licked the head and the stream of pre-cum coming from the quickly hardening cock. As the boi began pleasuring his Master, the Master, using a remote control, started up the machine on slow. The boi trembled from the slow but steady invasion of his hole, gradually getting used to, and pleasure from, it's constant probing of his prostate. "SUCK!" again, the boi responded to the one word command. He loved the taste of the Masters cock and the smell of the leather and the Masters body. His own cock was rock hard from all the activities and even though he could not pleasure himself, he felt a slow deep organism building. Holding a bottle of poppers over the boi's nose he grunted "INHALE!" The Master turned the machine off and pulled his cock out of the warm embrace of the boi's mouth. Still standing over him, the Master released a stream of urine onto the still open mouth. "DRINK!" The boi swallowed what he could catch until the Master was satisfied. Then the Master stepped off the platform and walked back and rolled the machine away from the boi's now very well Fucked pussy. He then put on a long black vinyl glove and, using plenty of aqueous cream, began inserting one finger, then another and another into the boi, gently stretching him out until he was able to push his hand inside working the boi into a frenzy. When He finally had the boi stretched he began massaging the boi's prostate. In just a few seconds the boi erupted in the biggest climax of his life, shooting his cum in multiple squirts high into the air. By now the boi was completely exhausted but his Master needed one more release. Taking the bois head in his hands He began face fucking him. Pushing his cock all the way down the bois throat then slowly pulling out. With each thrust the boi nearly passed out from the lack of air. Finally the Master could hold back no longer and he thrust one more time and held his cock in place as he pumped load after load of cum into the boi's belly. With this last act of submission and pleasure, the boi fainted. When he woke next, he was in the dark, inside a large cage. All he could do was wait. Wait for his Master and whatever his destiny had in store for him.