Date: Sat, 23 Mar 2013 06:32:18 -0700 (PDT)
From: Aihu Fist <aihufist@yahoo.com>
Subject: SHACKLED LOVE IN BRAZIL 19 by Aihu Fist

SHACKLED LOVE IN BRAZIL part 19 by AIHU FIST

To keep the boys in check, dad had decided to hook them on Valium and
Rohypnol. When Ronaldinho was to suck knowledge they were given uppers
beforehand, and they turned out very excited and highly libidinous. Only at
night their hoods were removed, which was mum's job. Ronaldinho's father
had given him permission to stay with Rubinho after Dad had 'bought' the
lad off him. With a few slaves' creditcard Dad had enough money to buy
anyone he fancied. With cash form eight people they would live happily ever
after, Dad thought. Being bachelors and having lived alone in Europe it
hadn't proved a problem in concinvcing their relatives overseaswith a nice
letter that they would never want to see them again and would never return
home. That in order to prevent the world to report them missing. Having
said that, no cop in his right mind would go searching for twenty-something
lads, Dad thought.

So, that was set then, they'd write their farewell letters and henceforth
would remain Dad's finest slaves. Once Ronaldinho had been initiated to
manhood, he mused; he could create a tight network of African descendants
and have other boys coming of age suck the slaves' knowledge. He would
establish an African church with secret initiations as they used to have in
Angola, Congo and Guinea Bissau centuries ago. Boys there were forced to
suck the semen of the senior members and adults. Ingestion was compulsory
in the coming of age rite of that particular tribe Dad descended from.

The sun was rising unnoticed when Rubinho and dad walked into the barn that
morning. 666 and 667 were still in dreamland thanks to the wonderful potion
of Rohypnol. The newbies sat straight, legs eaglespread so that all
genitals were well exposed to the visitors.

-I love the sight and smell of cocks 'n balls in the morning, Dad muttered
to himself while holding a Havana between his finger. What a rich harvest
of young cocks and balls, he continued in Creole. I am a rich man. He
walked very slowly and crouched by each one, felt up nipples, bicepses,
tummies, foreskins, but balls, and cockheads came first. Without a word,
sometimes he blew on the each cockhead a whiff of cigarsmoke, which sent
shivers up the slaves' spines which in turn got Dad hard too. A trickle of
pre-cum started oozing from his glans seeping into the fabric of his
undies.

All those years Mum had been a nice cover for his secretive sexual
perversities which ranged from humping sheep, young boys, voyeurism,
exhibitionism, and some bondage practices. Now he was master of this
gorgeous bounty. It was payback time for hundreds of years of abuse and he
was sure that not only females had been sexually taken advantaged of but
oh, how many slave masters had lusted after very young boys, the offspring
of picky breeding.

As if the sexual abuse had ever stopped; only a fool would believe
that. Rubinho watching each and every move of Dad's was the perfect example
of contemporary slave abuse.

Since Rubinho had set foot in this home, Dad had been bent on turning him
into his first apprentice in any imaginable perversity De Sade would have
been proud of, and it would be unfair to deny the high level of expertise
the lad now had under his belt. Rubinho assured Dad that he would teach a
skill or two to his cousin Ronaldinho. The former was wicked and still
young enough to recall the bold fantasies and desires of a reform
adolescent, which he had experienced and practised first hand in the reform
House. Having been raped ritually regularly the first years by older boys
he had become hooked on the sexabuse thing. After they had groomed him into
the pleasure victim he had become addicted to the mantra of pain is close
to pleasure.

By the time he was seven he indulged in gangbang raids and rape of
pre-pubescent delinquents, and by the time he was 10 he was the elected
leader of a dorm gang. No mercyor quarters for snitchers, had been his
creed. If one was raped and told anyone about it, his life was on the
line. Many fatal accidents in the showers or kitchen were symptomatic of
the cruel reign of Rubinho and his gang's terror. Until Dad adopted him he
had been running 2 floors of dorms, blackmailing educators and director
alike for child abuse. Pimping the youngest to the director and educators
generated unheard of power by one inmate which had created an atmosphere of
paranoia, envy, hate and murder. Rubinho had no friends and employed
bodyguards who were paid for with his pimpingmoney. His bodyguards signed a
contract with him which included a clause which stipulated that he would
never pimp them to the board or staff of the instittution. But they could
not escape having sex with him.

Staff.had been too foolish from day one in believing his word and had
agreed to pay him for any boy he would offer. Rubinho knew each one of the
boys of the ten dorms on 2 different floors. He kept accounts of their own
of what each and every individual had done in bed with the staff. So, he
knew each staffmember's sexual interests, fetishes, but alos their
weaknesses and personality flaws.

His rise to power started with the former gangleader's suicide; he was
found hanging from the ceiling in the loo. Many fingers pointed at Rubinho,
but no evidence was found. The official story was that the boy was bi-polar
and suffered chronic depression, which the parents, who hardly visited him,
accepted as the truth. There was no further investigation. However, Rubinho
knew it wasn't self-inflicted and it haunted him not to know whether he had
been murdered by the inmates or by a member of staff. It did instill fear
in most of the boys, fearing they could be next. Hence, there was no one
who dared to refuse to go and have sex with the board and director.

In this hindlight, thinking of the power he once wielded back in the reform
house, it became increasingly more difficult for Rubinho to accept to live
under dad's dictatorial regime . His only relief was to exert abuse and
power over his naive cousin Ronaldinho.There were times he dreamed of just
slitting Dad's throat and run away with his favourite slave and Dad's
cash. They were dark thoughts that popped up, like now when dad sat on his
haunches fondling a slave's sack.  He knew he could do it?Dad did not know
a thing of Rubinho's violent past or traumas. It was a secret Rubinho would
take into the grave with him.  He felt very very mixed up and ambiguous
about it. He had never had a father and when he needed one most dad popped
up out of nowhere and adopted him. He never knew why he was so interested
in him until these past weeks where he saw dad turn into a maniac, a
psychopath. Something did race his heart when he saw dad obsessed with the
slaves. He shared something with dad which was: a lust for unlimited sex,
dominion over the boys through brutal humiliation, punishment, and sexual
provocation. The only reason why he had accepted to be adopted by Dad was
that he wanted to get away from the scene he had created in the institution
and rumours of having him killed were real. Also he felt somehow that Dad
and he were soulmates and craved the freedom of the outside world.



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