Date: Fri, 6 May 2005 08:50:37 -0500
From: RedRush773 <redrush773@comcast.net>
Subject: Minotaur Ruler,Gay SF/Fantacy, Chap 8, Trouble

	Unknown to Tork or Kag, life was about to be filled with another
battle for life as they both wanted it.  Miles from the start of the Land
of the Minotaur, a mercenary named Wilum was marching down the road that
went past the edge of this land.

	Wilum was a mercenary.  He fought many a battle in the service of
war lords who only lusted for power and riches and the property of anyone
that had them.  Wilum was the son of a mercenary.  His mother died after
his birth, and his father took Wilum with him to the camps of the warriors
where he found his service was paid for in gold.  Wilums father was mean,
rough and only concerned with his own pleasure.  Wilum was thrown to women
that followed the warriors around from camp to camp.  For very little in
payment, the women provided what little pleasure the men could receive when
not raping defeated warriors or villagers their employer saw as enemies.
Many an army was formed by the children sired in these camps.
	Life was hard and demanding for Wilum.  He learned quickly that he
had to fight and be willing to take advantage of any opportunity there was
for his own pleasure and survival.  As Wilum grew into manhood, he quickly
developed a reputation for being cruel, vicious and deceitful.  The
reputation he developed required great strength and few morals. The
combinations of reputation and his performance made him a sought-after
mercenary.  Wilum had knowledge of shaman secrets, builder cast and weapon
makers.  War lords paid handsomely for this fighting machine to be counted
as one of their warrior.
	After many years of defeating his paid enemies, Wilum had an
accumulation of not only wealth, but tools of his trade.  The tools he had
were rare and few had the knowledge of their use.  Never satisfied with the
wealth he had, he decided that it was time for him to leave being in the
employ of dim witted war lords.  He would seek out a newer land where he
could use his tools and talents to make a kingdom of his own.  He would
travel as far as needed till he found the place he would be lord.
	Even though as a mercenary he was considered old at 40, few if any
20 year olds could keep up with Wilum let alone take him on.  Every now and
then, he would relieve his need for pleasure by goading some big muscled
young into a fight and end up taking his pleasure by not only soundly
defeating the youngster, but using him as long as he wanted for pleasure.
There was something more pleasing to Wilum when he took the manhood of a
muscular young buck, especially if they fought each time Wilum decided he
wanted more pleasure.
	Wilum stood 6' 4, 310lbs of hidden rock hard muscle.  His body was
covered in a thick coat of black hair. His head was shaven with the
exception of a long thick length of silver and black hair that was pulled
tight into a gold thick ring on the very top of his head.  He had a thick
black and silver bear and mustache that he made certain was kept trimmed.
Having a long beard sticking out from the guard plate of a warrior's
helmet, was not a smart thing to have.  He learned at an early age to give
an opponent as little as possible to grab and use against you.  Since he
had "retired" as an active mercenary, he had developed a coating of fat on
his body and a belly.  The fat acted as padding in fights and sometimes
tricked his young buck prey into thinking he was flabby and weak.  The
first punch into his belly quickly informed them that Wilum was anything
but flabby.  Many a young buck and even older men found the pain of their
broken fist a good reminder not to assume anything when meeting another in
a fight.  In addition to aiding him in his deceit, the layer of fat served
as a cushion to protect his hard bulk of muscle from bruising and severe
damage in a fight.  Wilum could absorb more punishment then any foe he
faced up till now.
	Wilum was proud of his monster cock and balls.  His cock had been
deceiving to the young bucks he defeated.  There was a long thick hood of
skin over his thick cock.  The hood covered the penis even when it was
fully erect.  There were few men that could wrap their hand around Wilum's
cock and have their fingers touch the other end of their hand.  Most ended
up being forced to use two hands to satisfy Wilum's pleasure club.  Wilum
refered to his cock as his club.  When the hood was pulled back from the
head of his club, it always caused fear in the young bucks and jealousy.
It was dark dark pink and very fat and wide.  A large piss slit edged down
the tip.  There was a large valley between the head of his cock and the
shaft, partially shielded by the rim edge of the mushroom head. The amount
of hair that formed a bush in Wilum's crotch help to cover the monster
club's dangerous size when flaccid.  While his club was 6" when not hard,
it grew to a very fat, threatening 9" when hard.  Hanging beneath his club
was a large sack of thick hard skin, covered in veins and hair that
contained Wilum's balls.  Each was the size of a large walnut.  When Wilum
was naked, they would hang down a quarter of the way down his massive,
muscled, hairy thighs.
	Wilum's arms were so large, they looked as though they were added
on to his sides rather then originals.  His shoulder muscles bulged into a
super thick neck and back.  All was densely covered in fur.  The only parts
of Wilum's body that weren't covered in a thick coating of fur were his
knee caps, palms and the bottom of his large feet.  Wilum was always
comfortable wearing his leather and metal mesh vest and waist cloth.  He
wore a thick metal bracelet on each forearm with a bumpy design in it that
paid off it's cost quickly; a very useful weapon in fights with bucks.  He
also wore a neck ring that was rigid in the front and soft in the back.
This thick trinket saved him many a time from a jab to the throat.  He made
his own sandals from the thickest smooth wood, capped in the front with
metal; another useful weapon in fights.
	Wilum had his possessions in a cart he had made that allowed him
quick access to any fighting weapon he needed, and he had all known weapons
and some he invented himself.  Wilum had a horse to pull the cart and
preferred to walk in front of the animal to keep himself in good shape.
	As Wilum filled up on provisions in the last village before the
unkown land, he listened intently to the stories of hunters leaving the
village and never returning.  All hired warriors that were sent into the
woods to find the hunters never returned either.  The village was of the
River Tribe, an established tribe that were known for their hunting and
fishing abilities.  Most furs sought at markets in other villages were
River Tribe furs.  They had also developed the ability to smoke fish and
meat so that it could be eaten for weeks without spoiling.
	Wilum asked questions of the men in the markets and wine tents.
The favorite story was of a very strong and large hunter named Kag that all
respected because of his great strength and hunting skill.  Every festival
that was held in nearby villages that included fights, Kag would win and
was considered a hero to the River Tribe.  He was tall, very muscular and
had both men and women seeking his favor.  The village felt the decrease in
fur pelt income after Kag never returned, as he always brought the most
pelts and skins then any other hunter when he returned from a hunting trip.
It had been more then one year since Kag never returned.  He was last seen
heading in the direction of the unknown land.  It was always rumored that
there were bastard children of the ancient gods that lived in lands beyond
the River Tribe.  The only known village past the River Tribe was 5 days
journey down the road that went around the boarder of the unknown land.
	Wilum inquired of any who seemed to know the history if any one at
all ever returned.  The answer was always the same. Villagers that
regularly traded with the far village said that village had the same
legends and stories.  That village had many a hunter and warrior never
return once they ventured into the unknown land.
	Once Wilum had filled his wagon with as much provision as he could
fit, he began the journey down the road to the far village.  He thought he
would see what this village was and determine if it was worth making into
his new kingdom.  He didn't think the River Tribe village was far enough
from the war lords that employed him.  Besides, it was wise to move as far
from defeated villages as possible.  There were many a survivor of tribes
and families he destroyed that wanted revenge.  Nothing would please them
more then to have an assassin bring back the cock and balls of Wilum to
hang as a prize in their hut.  No, far far away was wise.  Besides, the
further he went the more primitive he noticed the villagers were. All were
easily made to awe in his strength, knowledge and abilities.
	At the end of the first day's journey down the road, Wilum decided
to let his horse rest and he would enjoy the cool waters of the stream that
followed the road.  He found a good spot, easily defended, to make camp.
	As he was laying in a pool of rushing water formed by the quick
moving stream, he began to stare at the thick forest that was in the
distance.  So this was a forbidden land.  A place that swallowed up all
mighty hunters and warriors that entered.  Wilum was not easily frightened.
He could not remember the last time he felt fear.  Maybe when he was 10 as
near as he could remember.  Never again since.  He often thought of that
time when at 18 he was taken by a drunken warrior as a pleasure slave.
That didn't last long, especially after Wilum slit the warrior cock and
balls off while he slept.  The warrior bled to death, but not until Wilum
had peed down his throat.  Years after that, Wilum would remember what
happened.  As the years progressed, he found a strange desire to use men
for his pleasure.  Probably a result of the feelings that came after the
fear and pain.  Yes, must have been 18.  That was the last time he and fear
danced.
	So what could be the reason for all these virile bucks never
returning?. Could it be some fierce beast that devoured humans?  Maybe some
fruit or plant they ate that was poison.  Or was there some fierce unknown
tribe that lived well into the land that didn't want any other tribe to
know of their land and riches.  It sure did sound like that was the most
likely reason.  If you have a great wealth or riches to guard, you don't
let strangers walking through leave with the secrets of your treasure, do
you?  Of course they would kill them, so no other tribes would try to take
their treasures or share the wealth of abundance in the land.  Clever.
Just what he would do at the beginning of his takeover of a village.
Ruthless, secretive, source of powerful rumors; keep all who may interfere
away till the iron grip has the prey by the neck.  Fear and power would
then make things as they should be.  All things to the lord Wilum.  Yes,
that was the plan.
	SO, what should he do?  Take the time to learn more at the far
village or just carefully go right through the middle of the unknown land
and find the secrets being closely held himself.  Not being one to ever shy
from the direct approach, Wilum decided he would see for himself what the
basis for this deceit was all about.  He had the tools and weapons that
were more then a match for anything he saw since he left his last employer.
He knew no one in the known world had any of the weapons and tools he
created.  He even placed a number of them on open display at a dock where
foreign ships landed regularly for trade.  No one knew or could figure out
what the items were.  It was through the middle of the unknown land he
would go.  Once satisfied he was heading the right way, he would use his
time to scout around and look for clues and signs.  The horse would be a
problem; to big of an animal to drag through the woods.  Besides, the
animal always made sounds when frightened or startled which would be bad
thing when you are on a scouting mission.  He would let the animal loose
and be done with it.  But what of his possessions?  AHHHHH... he would make
a sled like device that he could easily pull with a strong rope around his
waist.  He could use most of the carriage he had made and it would do just
fine.  He could hide the possessions and treasure he would not need right
away.  No one would be able to find his treasures.  Once he had
accomplished his new mission he would return with his new subjects to
retrieve what was his and his alone.
	Wilum immediately got out of the water, dried himself off and put
on his waist cloth.  Off to the carriage to begin the task at hand.  The
first problem would be to lay all his tools and weapons out and determine
which ones he would need and would be practical for his mission.  He would
then pile his provisions next to the chosen weapons and know what the size
of his sled would need to be.  Of course he would make adequate provision
for his tools; you never know what trap or cage he may need to build on
this mission.  Having his tools would also make it much easier to quickly
build some excellent torture machines in case he needed to break the will
of some of these horders of wealth soon to be his.  Thinking of what he may
need to force submission in his new subjects, he decided he would also take
the potions and poisons that he was well versed in and served him well.
They proved useful for learning enemy plans and weaknesses.  Besides, he
could expertly cover the tips of weapons he used with a coating of potion
or poison or both and enjoy the suffering and loss of will and power of an
opponent in battle or a fight.  Wilum worked diligently and quickly.  He
already had the design and plan in his head as soon as he had finished
selecting the items he would need to take.  There was plenty of spare wood
to be had all around him that was free for the taking, he was at the edge
of a very large forest.
	He found that he would not have to totally take apart his prized
carriage and that pleased him.  It would be much easier to secure and hide
if it was kept in tact.  No one could break through the lock he had on it,
and the wood was covered in a metal coat that prevented access by fire.
Yes, his plan was easily adapting to his available spare resources and an
obvious sign from whatever gods there might be that they agreed with his
intended quest.  He made a mental note to have his slaves build a temple to
some god he would think of, in honor of his success.  Wilum didn't believe
in any supernatural deity, he was convinced that even they, if they
existed, bled and could therefore be taken.
	By the time darkness fell, Wilum had mostly completed the
construction of his new sled.  He was drenched with sweat and his muscles
gleamed.  Most of his muscles were bulging from the quick hard work Wilum
just completed.  He liked that feeling after doing muscle working things.
He knew it kept him in shape and provided the exercise his body needed.
Wilum was going to start a fire for the night and then decided that was not
a good idea.  He would not give anyone advanced warning of his presence by
lighting up a fire during the black of night.  He knew you could see the
light of a fire from far far away.  He decided that he would just set up a
number of snares around his campsite that would catch any animal foolish
enough to venture into his campsite.  Wilum took his waist cloth off and
went into the stream to cool his body down and wash himself.  He then took
some of his provisions and some wine, laid down on a soft bed of grass and
ate his diner nude.  He like the feeling of being able to stay nude while
eating and sleeping during the night.  The combination of wine and food and
relaxed muscles lulled Wilum into a deep sleep.  He dreamed of his new
kingdom and the wealth he would have after taking the hidden village as
his.
	Wilum awoke with the rise of the sun and felt refreshed and
excited.  He went for a swim in the stream to refresh himself and loose any
trace of strong scent he might have left on him; some men could catch the
scent of a man miles before seeing him.  After all, if this secret tribe
had taken great hunters and warriors, it made sense that they had a keen
sense of smell and were great hunters themselves.  Careful thought and
planning made certain Wilum would give no enemy any type of advantage.
After drying himself he went back to the hiding place he picked for his
carriage of possessions and treasure.  He was quite satisfied no one would
easily find it, besides, no villagers other then those in the unknown land
would pass this site.  Rumor and legend of never returning made this hiding
place much safer then any walled fortress.
	Wilum dressed in his leather and metal mesh vest, his metal and
leather waist cloth.  He made certain he had the heavy metal protector of
his cock and balls he wore when expecting to enter into a fight.  He placed
the metal and leather helmet on his head.  Wilum then took the thick rope
he had tied to the sled and tied it around his waste.  He began to walk in
the direction he had decided would take him right down the middle of the
unknown land.  He smiled as he began walking to the woods, his sled design
was perfect.  The sled was easily pulled as he walked and presented very
little drag on his walking.

	Tork knew the time was near for the deep sleep.  He had shown Kag
the plants he was to eat and reminded Kag not to venture toward the
mountain land Marg came from.  Kag had no intention of going anywhere near
that direction ever again.  Kag helped his lord and master place all of the
furs and bowls and items in the cave into smaller caves farther in the
large cave that was Torks lair.  Tork made certain Kag had some strong
weapons to use in case he found himself in danger and a good amount of
skins and furs to sleep on.  Tork was quickly feeling the onset of the deep
sleep approaching.  He grabbed Kag and began to lick him all over and send
Kag into his pleasure moans as his tongue explored Kag's mouth and throat.
Tork placed the end of his cock at Kag's mouth and let Kag suckle and play
to get a large flow of ooze.  Kag's body reacted strongly and he was filled
with desire, pleasure and need.  Tork intensified his exploring and
caressing and rubbing of Kag's entire body till he was satisfied Kag was
beginning to produce nectar in his body.  Tork turned Kag around and
lifting him in the air by his waist, wasted no time pushing Kag over the
edge by using his tongue to explore Kag's ass and driving him wild by
making his tongue thin then thick as it darted in and out.  Tork clamped
his hand on Kag's cock and balls and drove Kag into a frenzy of sexual
desire.  Tork alternated between licking Kag's body covering it in saliva
and exploring his ass.  Kag responded with loud screams of pleasure and
desire and need.  Only after Kag passed out 3 times from the excess of
pleasure did Tork spin Kag around and almost swallow Kag down his throat as
he used his tongue to place pressure on Kag's cock and balls and allowed
Kag's nectar to begin flowing.  Tork was rewarded with a large flow of
Kag's nectar.  Tork continued sucking and licking until he felt Kag was
totally dry.  Tork slid his rock hard cock along the front and backside of
Kag's body, causing it to be covered in his drool that was all over Kag's
body.  Tork slid his cock into Kag and pulled him close and tight into his
body.  Tork used both arms around Kag to slide him up and down his cock.
Tork made certain to flex his pecs, abs and arms for Kag's pleasure.
Course this hightend Torks pleasure as well, making all the nerves of his
massively muscled body fire with pleasure and desire.
	Tork had his tongue deep in Kag's throat and began to madly explore
the inside of Kag's mouth and throat as great gobs of his ooze were running
into Kag's intestines.  As soon as Kag knew Tork was moving his snout into
the air and about to bellow and roar his extreme pleasure as he was
shooting his nectar into his pleasure slave, Kag latched onto Torks nipple
and pecs and began to roughly bite, lick and pull and massage them.  Tork
was almost sent over the edge of ecstasy when Kag began doing this attack
on his nipples and pecs as he was shooting load after load of nectar into
Kag's ass.  Kag tightened his ass muscles as hard as he could so that there
was a lot of pressure on Torks cock as Kag's movements up and down his cock
now was forcing more and more of Torks nectar into Kag.  As more and more
of the nectar was being forced deep into Kag, more and more was being
absorbed by Kag's system.  Tork was trying to insure Kag had as much of his
nectar in his body as possible to lessen the pain Kag would feel from
withdrawl.
	Tork kept his cock hard and lodged tight in Kag's ass as Kag kept
his ass muscles as tight as he could.  He wanted to insure he had more
nectar of his lord and master then ever before.  Kag was afraid of what
would happen if his master did not get released from the deep sleep after
four days.  Maybe keeping more nectar in his system then ever before would
help him.  Tork kept using one hand to feel for any nectar sliding out of
Kag's ass.  As some was leaking out, Tork scouped it off Kag's thighs and
placed his fingers into Kag's mouth so he could eat every drop of the
nectar.  Tork kept Kag locked on his cock until he was sure none of his
nectar would slide out of Kag.  Kag was in more of a sexual pleasure high
then he had felt before. The feeling of having his masters hard cock in him
for so long and the feeling of his body slick with Torks ooze being
massaged by Torks flexing and rubbing Kag up and down his entire body.
Kag's cock was soon rock hard again and he was going into spasm to let fly
another load of nectar.  Tork took his hand and slid it between his abs and
Kag's cock and began pumping Kag's cock and rubbing the mushroom head and
top of Kags cock with his thumb.  Kag did indeed let fly with another load
of nectar that was caught in Torks hand.  Tork lifted his hand and quickly
licked the nectar off and returned his hand to continue pumping out any
remaining nectar from Kag's cock.  Kag was unconscious again from sensory
overload and pleasure to the extreme.  When Tork was certain all was well
and both had received the full banquet of nectar, he lifted Kag from his
cock and licked Kag head to toe to insure he was totally cleaned and free
of sweat and ooze and nectar.  Tork held Kag still as he looked long and
hard at this human that has had such a strange affect on him.  Never in his
many years had he felt as he did for this human.  He would enter the deep
sleep with a new feeling - worry for Kag's safety and well being.
	Tork gently held Kag close into him and kept him in a deep
caressing hug as he carried Kag to the shelter they made for him to wait
for his lord and master to return from the deep sleep.  Tork gently placed
Kag on the mound of fur and taking the largest fur, covered Kag's naked
body.  Tork traced Kag's face and head with his finger and walked to his
lair.  Tork could feel the approach of the deep sleep and he had to be in
the hidden cave and have it sealed with the large boulder before it
overtook him.
	Tork moved the large boulder into place after he entered the hidden
cave he would sleep in.  No sooner did he finish making sure the boulder
was in place properly and he was sealed in, he felt light headed and
swooned.  He lost his ability to stand and crashed to the floor of the cave
on top of the mound of furs from his bed.  Torks breathing slowed and he
was quickly in the deep sleep that would rejuvenate his entire being.  He
would return stronger, more alert, almost reborn.

	Kag awoke feeling around for his lord and masters cock.  He opened
his eyes and saw he was alone in the new shelter they built for him away
from the masters lair.  They knew that was safer then Kag staying inside
the lair.  If anything happened to Kag or if Kag was discovered, there
would be no way for anyone to associate the cave and Kag.  Sad but yet
still feeling the ecstasy of his full of nectar and ooze and the pleasure
he felt from Tork using him up as never before, decided to eat his plants
as instructed and then head to the lake for swimming, and fishing.  He
would then continue his hard exercising of moving boulders and timbers
around to keep his muscles hard, bulked and massive for his master.  He
wanted to look his best when Tork came to take him after the deep sleep.

	Wilum was making good progress walking through the woods of the
unknown land.  He was careful to keep noise to a minimum and made certain
he stopped every so often to sniff the air and listen for non-animal
sounds.  He found himself in front of what looked like a good flowing
river.  He decided to walk towards where the river was flowing from as it
would make sense to find out it's source and hopefully the tribe he sought
was located in that direction.  Besides, the shore of the river made his
trek easier and the sled moved faster with less noise.  He could even walk
through the shallow water near the shore and the sled would float easily
behind him.  He began to walk following the river towards it's source.
	It didn't take him long to hear the roar of the water as it was
flowing very hard over rocks or some barrier.  As Wilum walked around a
large bend in the river, he spotted a large lake.  The lake looked inviting
and he knew at some point he would find a spot on the river or streams
feeding into the lake that would let him cross to the other side.  Wilum
continued walking, now faster, around the lake, with the sled floating
behind him.  Where the lake began to get narrower, something caught Wilums
eye.  Was that a man?  What was he doing?  Wilum moved slowly and kept down
low, taking advantage of the tall reeds along the shore where he was
walking.  The reeds provided excellent cover for him.  As he soon was
getting very close to the man he spotted, he saw the man clearly.  The man
was a tall and extremely muscled, dark skinned, blond hair and skin clad.
He was obviously powerful since for some reason he was lifting huge
boulders and moving them.  Wilum was quite puzzled by this.  The man then
lifted massive timbers and moved them around, taking both the boulders and
timbers a fair distance.  Maybe the man was building a fortress?  No, that
wasn't it at all.  Now the man was moving them back again.  The man was
sweating profusely and Wilum could see the body of the muscled man was
coverd in hair that was wet with sweat that was running heavily down the
mans entire body.  WHAT was this fool up to?  Who would waste time moving
such heavy things back and forth if he wasn't building anything.  Maybe the
man couldn't decide where best to start?  Was that it?  Was this one of the
villagers he sought?  Were they that primitive that they didn't know how to
plan or design first and then build?  Wilum smiled as he was thinking this
might just be easier to accomplish then first thought.
	Wilum cautiously moved further down the lake till indeed he found
it was being fed by two or three large streams of quickly flowing water.
He waited until the man was far away from where the timbers first were
before he crossed the streams and placed his sled into the brush so the man
would not see it.  Wilum then decided to return to a spot on the other
side, just past where the streams were flowing into the lake.  He would
think of a plan once he saw what the man would do after this stupid boulder
timber game.  It was awhile before Kag decided he had exercised his muscles
very well and knew the master would have been pleased.  He walked close to
the streams to the spot where the rock ledge jutted out into the lake.  He
removed his loin cloth and went into the water.  He swam for a bit and then
headed for the rock ledge under the water.  He laid himself down and
stretched out so that the swirling bubbling waters coming into the lake
from the fast moving streams would massage his sore tired muscles and cool
him down.  AHHHHHHHH.. this truly was a gift from the master.
	Wilum was quite impressed with the development of the man.  He felt
a stirring in his cock when he watched the loin cloth drop from the man's
waist putting his large cock and balls on display.  When the man turned
around and Wilum had a full view of that muscled butt gleaming with sweat,
there no longer was a stirring in his cock, it was rock hard.  This one
would be much fun.  He could take loads of pleasure with this one for sure.
He definitely had more then enough muscle and stamina to withstand weeks of
punishment and submission to Wilums sick pleasures.  Yes, this would be his
first conquest of the new tribe.  Wilum decided to take off his helmet,
vest and waist cloth.  He left on his sandals and the metal decorations on
his forearms and neck.  He dove into the water and began to swim.
	Kag was stunned by the sound of the large splash he heard and
quickly sat up to see what could have caused it.  He starred into the lake
and couldn't believe his eyes.  There was something swimming in the lake.
He stood up for a better view and couldn't believe his eyes.  Was this a
human?  What human has a plum coming out of the top of his head and has it
held with a shinny band?  Then he saw the man stop swimming and waving at
Kag.  The man had a wide smile on his face and seemed to be saying hello.
So, this was not another monster.  Only humans greeted one another with
waves and verbal statements like HELLO.  Where had this man come from and
what was he doing in this lake?
	Wilum saw that his decided on course of action was working.  His
presence had taken the man totally by surprise and he obviously was
somewhat shocked.  But more importantly, the man was not taking any
defensive measure and was therefore indeed a stupid weak man.  Yes, this
was going to be easier then he planned.  The closer Wilum got to the shore
where Kag was standing the bigger Wilum could see Kag was.  Most
impressive.  He indeed will be a fun toy to have.  Yes, this one would be
better then any young buck since he was bigger then any of them ever were,
and this one is very pleasing to the eye.  Wilum had to reach under the
water with his hand and stroke his engorged cock to satisfy it's demand for
some relief.  He would not allow himself to cum.  No, this new toy of his
would make that happen.
	Kag could see as the man got closer that he had very powerful
looking shoulders, a very thick neck and massive arms.  He also had shinny
things on his forearms and neck.  Strange how this man had decorated his
body.  Maybe he could find something like that for Kag and that might
please Tork.  Kag began to wave back at Wilum and returned his smile with a
very animated and broad smile of his own.  His teeth seemed to reflect the
bright sun in the sky.
	Oh yes, Wilum was sure this would be a treasure.  This man was very
pleasing to the eye indeed.  What if the rest of the tribe was like this
one.  Wilum may actually die of pleasure then.  That would not be good, way
to distracting for him to accomplish his plans.  If they were all like this
one, then some would have to be disfigured so as not to cause Wilum
constant distraction.
	Wilum now saw that Kag was standing on a rock ledge that jutted out
into the lake.  When Wilum reached the edge of the ledge, he slowly lifted
himself up out of the water and made certain to shake himself in an
exaggerated manner to accentuate his pump'd muscles and size.  He stretched
tall and made all his muscles taunt to show this man the power he had and
prepare the scene for what was to come.  Wilum then pulled the water from
his hair plum by squeezing and pulling, which of course made his bicep seem
to explode oh his arm.  Wilum continued the broad smile and held out his
arm in the tradition manner of greeting another.  Kag wasn't sure what he
was supposed to do, but then figured it was proper to mimic what this man
was doing.  Kag extended his arm and it was quickly pulled tight into the
grip of this man and shook.  The man grabbed Kags arm with his other arm
holding Kag's arm between both of his arms while shaking them back and
forth.  The feeling on Kag's arms was strange as the metal seemed very
slick and cold and hard.
	"Wilum, free man of Tudner.  Sorry to have startled you, but I have
been traveling for days and hadn't seen one man anywhere.  I must have
strayed from the path I was supposed to follow to a village.  It is a
pleasure to run into another human."
	"Kag, pleasure slave of the lord and master of the land.  You are
indeed far off any road to any village.  There are no humans near here.  I
have been here more then a year I think and have not seen one human in all
that time."  Kag then thought maybe he shouldn't have said pleasure slave
or lord and master.  What if this man wants to meet him since he said he
was a free man.  Kag didn't catch the changed expression in Wilums face
because Wilum quickly changed back to the extreme smile when Kag looked at
his face.  Wilum noticed Kag was looking him up and down and seemed
impressed with Wilum's massive muscles and fur.  Or was it the size of his
club and balls.  This Kag would learn soon enough the power and wonder in
those.  Indeed Kag would know much about Wilums club and balls.
	Wilum then said "Slave? Pleasure slave? Who is this lucky lord and
master of the land you speak of, I should like to meet him.  I would like
to see the man that has you for his pleasure slave; he must truly be
something of a muscled god to keep you in check".
	Kag began to blush and knew he has said the wrong thing.  Kag then
quickly thought of something.  "My lord and master is no longer living.  He
was killed in a battle with a monster with one eye named Marg.  My master
did manage to do much damage to Marg who died himself not long after the
battle.  I have been here alone since."
	Wilum pretended to looked shocked and sad for Kag.  He didn't
believe one word of it, but he would find out the truth with no problem,
this he knew to be a fact.  His skill made extracting the truth from anyone
easy.
	Wilum said "Oh how terrible and fightening that must have been.  An
evil monster was it? With one eye only? That almost sounds as if your lord
was killed by a Cyclops.  Course I thought they were just a myth, but you
actually saw one."
	"Not only saw one, but fought him myself.  I was badly beaten and
he began to take his pleasure with me.  It was very frightening and
painful" Kag said with a very serious look and very animated expressions.
	"So you have been here all this time alone?  No other members of
your tribe around?" Wilum asked as serious and concerned as he could
possibly be.
	"Oh no sir, no one has ever come by here or been here for the year
or more that I have been here.  After my master was killed it has only been
me alone" Kag sadly explained.
	"Wait, I have heard your name before.  Kag.  Kag.  YES, Kag, a
hunter from the River Tribe that disappeared when he entered the unknown
land hunting for his tribe.  A great hunter and provider.  AND a great
fighter I heard, always won every match.  A hero to his entire Tribe. Why
could that be YOU?" Wilum blurted out as the name Kag finally registered
with his brain.
	"River Tribe? I'm sorry sir, I have no memory of my past.  Nothing
seems to exist in my memories before I became my masters slave.  I have
tried to remember and some things seem familiar or some things I seem to
know, but I don't know how I know" Kag explained.
	Wilum was puzzled.  The body language and look in Kag's eyes said
he was indeed telling the truth.  There was absolutely no reaction in Kag
to what Wilum said about the River Tribe or what he was known for.  So
somehow whoever this lord and master of his is/was, he was able to totally
wipe out any memory of Kag's past.  Could THIS be what happened to the
other hunters and warriors lost in this land?
	Wilum began to recite as much of the legends and stories as he
could remember that the River Tribe told of Kag.  While he was telling Kag
all of these he carefully watched for any expression from Kag that would
indicate he remembered something.  Wilum even purposefully changed some of
the things he was told that would have made Kag almost a villain, mean to
older tribe members and children.  Not one response was noted in Kag's
expression.  He was listening to Wilum as if he was hearing a fable or
childs story.  It was true, he indeed had no memory of his past.
	Wilum asked Kag "I do not mean to be forward, but would you like to
share a meal with me?  I have eaten alone for so many days, it would be a
great thing to share the company of another".
	Kag smiled at Wilum and agreed.  It would ease his fear about his
master in deep sleep and maybe help him pass the time better.  He would
then help the man on his way, maybe even walking a ways with him.
	Wilum said he had hidden some food so that some animals wouldn't
find it while he was swimming and would return quickly with enough for them
both.  Kag was obviously excited and said he would pick berries for them to
eat along with the food Wilum had.  Wilum made a big deal out of the
generousity of Kag and Kag went away very pleased.  He realized he was
totally naked but then so was Wilum, so it was not a problem.  Besides, it
seemed Wilum enjoyed looking over Kag's impressive body as much as his
master does.  Kag had to admit that he was taken with the obvious power and
muscle of Wilum.  He was fascinated with the silver hair he had and the way
his forearms shone with those metal coverings.  He would have to ask Wilum
about getting some for himself.
	Wilum went behind the bushes to his sled and got some of his dried
food and bread.  He opened the case with his potions and poisons and picked
a mixture that he knew would slow down Kag's movements and accentuate any
pain he felt.  He wanted Kag to really feel his power when he began to take
him apart and start him down the road of being his pleasure slave.  Then he
would make him tell the truth of his master.  This was going to be
something to relish and enjoy.  Wilum prepared two separate bowls of food,
making sure Kag's had the potion mixture in it.  Just in case, he put some
potion mixture in a small jug of wine he would insure Kag drank.
	Wilum returned to the ledge in the water and placed the food and
wine down on the sand making sure Kag's was away from Wilum.  No sooner did
Wilum finish placing things out and sit down, Kag came from the woods
holding a large skin loaded with berries of all color and shape.
	Kag looked at the bowl's Wilum had in place and saw it contained
his favorite treat, dried fish and something he wasn't sure what it was but
it smelled and looked very nice.
	Wilum smiled that big teeth showing smile at Kag and took a handful
of the berries and ate them.  They were both sweet and bitter, giving a
very refreshing taste.  Wilum told Kag how grateful he was to dine with him
and how much he enjoyed the taste of those berries.  Wilum took some of his
food and motioned for Kag to eat also.  Kag told Wilum that dried fish was
his favorite treat since he lived on plants and berries alone.  He did not
eat animal flesh at all, only special plants his master had shown him he
must eat.  He inquired of Wilum what the other item was, and Wilum
explained it was called bread and was made from plants and water and eggs.
Kag was relieved it did not contain animal flesh and began to rip off
pieces and ate it along with the dried fish.  The fish had a strange
flavor, but Wilum told him it was called seasoning and used on all foods
eaten in villages.  Then Wilum told Kag to drink from the small jug near
him.  It was wine and quite good.  Kag took the jar and tasted the wine.
It tasted very good indeed.  Kag watched Wilum take deep gulps and he then
did the same.  Soon Kag had eaten all of his fish and bread and finished
his wine.  He felt very full and didn't notice right off a strange feeling
that began to run through his entire body.  Wilum waited and made small
conversation.  He wanted to see if the potion mixture was now working so he
suggested to Kag that they have a friendly wrestling match to help wear off
the meal.  Kag felt that was a good idea.  He thought it would be a good
excuse to closely feel the muscles and fur all over Wilum and give Wilum
the opportunity to do the same to him.  Yes, it would be good to wear off
the meal.
	Wilum stood up and moved towards the large sand area off the
shoreline.  Kag followed him and tried to match the stance that Wilum took
as he circled around the sand looking at Kag.  Kag made the first move and
locked up with Wilum.  He was careful not to be rough, but would show Wilum
he was indeed powerful.  Wilum decided to let Kag get into a confident
state by letting him succeed in placing Wilum in holds.  Kag slid his hands
down Wilums arm and locked onto his wrist while pulling Wilums arm up and
back while twisting it.  Wilum was pleased that he was right and Kag would
take much punishment; this was going to indeed be a good pleasure slave.
Wilum went along with the hold and dropped to one knee patting his bicep
and shoulder of the arm Kag thought he had pulled back and was putting
pressure on forcing it father back and out while holding it twisted and
straight.  Wilum forced himself to grunt like if he was in some pain and
put a painful grimace on his face.
	Kag was really getting into this hold when Wilum started to pull
his arm back down without any help from his other arm.  Kag couldn't
believe that he was loosing the hold just by the shear force of Wilum
pulling his arm back down.  The muscles in his shoulder and chest and back
were bulging and rippling with power.  As Kag's hands slid down Wilum's
arm, Wilum used his forearm on the other arm to hit the bicep of Kag
strained trying to hold Wilums arm in the hold.  Kag let out a wail of pain
and let go of the hold completely and grabbed his bicep.  He looked at it
as he rubbed it.  He couldn't believe it could hurt that much.  Wilum got
up off his knee smiling broadly.  He knew the potion mixture was indeed now
working.
	Wilum then said to Kag, "My turn" and reached out and held Kag's
wrist in both hands and began to twist his arm.  Kag could feel his arm
muscles and shoulder being put under a tremendous amount of pressure.  He
watched as Wilum slowly was twisting and pulling Kags arm up and back and
noticed the bulges in Wilums massive arms.  It wasn't very long at all that
Kag was now on one knee and Wilum hand Kag's arm inside his armpit and one
arm under Kag's arm holding Wilums other hand tightly.  Wilum then began to
move his upper body backwards and Kag began to scream out in pain.  It felt
as though his arm and shoulder and pec were being ripped back off his body.
He tried slapping his pec and shoulder to keep circulation going and
stimulate the muscles.
	Wilum said in a deep voice, "No no no Kag. That's not how you do
that, here, let me show you the proper way".  That said, Wilum released the
arm he had across his own body holding his other hand under Kag's arm.  He
raised it far back to his side, made a fist and swung it into Kag, hitting
him from his shoulder down to his pec.  It would have been painful as it
was, but the pain was intensified by Wilums forearm being covered in that
thick coating of metal with the bumps in it.  It dawned on Kag that they
were not trinkets, but weapons for a fight.
	Kag screamed in pain and his face was contorted in pain.  Wilum
repeated the manover telling Kag he wanted to be sure Kag knew how it was
supposed to be performed.  Wilum then reconnected his hands again and
pulled his upper body hard towards the back making Kag think Wilum was
going to not only rip his arm off but break the bones in his shoulder and
arm.  Wilum continued the move several times.  Then would repeat the
smashing of his forearm across Kag's shoulder and pec.
	Wilum then in a very calm voice asked Kag if he could now remember
the proper way to apply the hold.
	Kag said "yes yes yes, please no more".  He couldn't believe the
intensity of the pain he was beginning to feel.
	Wilum released the hold and Kag was now on both knees, holding onto
his right arm and rubbing it and his shoulder and pec.  Wilum walked behind
Kag and put his hand on top of Kag's head and proceeded to slam his forearm
into the back of Kag's neck.  Wilum's hand on Kag's head prevented him from
falling or moving away.  Kag thought that Wilum was smashing his neck and
the top of his back with a large rock.  This was not good at all, either
Wilum played VERY ruff or something more was happening.  Kag didn't have
much time to think about it as Wilum then began to kick into the small of
Kag's back with his metal tipped sandals while holding Kag in place by his
shoulders.
	Wilum then pushed Kag's head to the right side very hard and did a
few smashes with his forearms into Kag's shoulder.  He then swung his arm
around and let his forearm crash into Kag's pec.  Wilum switched hands on
Kag's head and pushed Kag's head hard to the left and repeated the smashing
shoulder on Kag's right side.  Wilum then pulled Kag's arm out and after
twisting it hard, placed it in the same hold he used on Kag's other arm.
He repeated the brutal pulling and jerking back and the smashing forearms
across the shoulder and pec.  Kag was in trouble.  His shoulders felt like
they were no longer there, they were replaced by these cramping painful
mass of muscle that was causing loads of pain.  Wilum then pushed Kag's
head down to his chest hard and again holding the back of Kag's head down
smashed his forearm into the back of Kags neck repeatedly.
	When Wilum let go of Kag's head, Kag fell face first into the sand.
His normal reflex to try to stop his fall with his arms was pointless; the
arms would not respond.  Kag felt as though his neck and upper back was on
fire with pain and cramping a lot.  Wilum pulled Kag off the sand by his
hair and locked each of his hands in Kag's, finger locked.  Wilum then
lifted his mighty arms and pressed down on Kag's wrists.  The pain was
almost to much for Kag to bare.  He quickly lost the ability to stand, his
knees just buckled from the pain in his hands, wrists and arms.  His
shoulders found another reason to feel more pain then they were so far.
Kag also felt even more pain in his neck and the small of his back from the
way this was forcing him to bend.  His face smashed into Wilums fur forest
crotch.  Wilum then forced Kag to stand up by pulling on his hands and arms
and as soon as Kag was almost standing, Wilum viciously switched the
direction of his hands so that he had Kag's palms face up bending hard at
the wrist.
	Wilum yelled in Kag's face "Come on muscle stud, show your new lord
and master what you have.  Don't give up on me already, lets have more
fun."  With that, Wilum squeezed harder and made Kag scream in pain and end
up on his toes.  Wilum reversed the direction hard again and Kag went
crashing to his knees, his face again hitting into the crotch of Wilum.
Wilum put even more pressure on as he twisted his hips from side to side
making his wiry pubic hair rub across the eyes and face of Kag.  Wilum then
forced Kag to kneel straight up and released his right hand grip on Kag's
hand.  Wilum quickly let fly at least 6 hard shots of his forearm into
Kag's shoulders, both sides receiving equal blows.  When Wilum released his
other hands grip on Kag's, Kag fell face first into Wilums waiting crotch.
Wilum made a hammer of his arms by grabbing his hands lacing his fingers
together, lifted his arms high in the air and let them forcefully crash
down on Kags back, then on Kags neck, then on the small of Kags back.
Wilum did this several times.  Kag was not allowed to fall to the sand.
Wilum used both of his hands to pull Kag up to a kneeling straight position
again by his hair.  Wilum then took Kag's left arm by the wrist and held it
out to the side.  He then made sure to smash his metal covered forearm into
Kag's bicep at least 10 times.  Wilum then grabbed Kag's right arm and did
the exact same thing.  Kag was almost unconscious from the pain he was
enduring.  Wilum wanted more fun.  He was enjoying the destruction of this
muscled man and he had so much more playing to do with him.
	Wilum moved back away from Kag and watched as Kag's face crashed
into the sand.  Wilum knew Kag's arms were now totally useless and he was
free to work on other parts if he chose.  Hmmmmmm, lets see if we can make
this Kag beg for mercy.  Yes, that would be exciting.  He would easily
submit to pleasing Wilums club and balls and ass rather then feel more
destruction hit him.  He would beg Wilum to let him please Wilum.  It would
be a very good game indeed to have this big muscled man begging.
	Wilum pulled Kag up to a standing position again by his hair and
moved behind Kag.  Holding Kag in place by the top of his hair, Wilum
proceeded to pound into the small of Kag's back.  When he got tired of
hitting it with one fist, he switched hands.  He then let Kag fall to his
knees and again while pulling Kag backwards bending his back, proceeded to
kick the small of Kag's back with the tip of his sandal.  The metal was now
doing it's damage after the muscles had been softened totally by Wilums
hard punches.  Wilum moved to the front of Kag and pulled him to a standing
position.  Kag then felt those massive arms of Wilum squeezing around his
body and crushing his back.  At first, Wilum just leaned in forcing Kag to
bend his back while Wilum squeezed and squeezed.  Then Wilum seemed to
scoot down some and when he stood upright, Kag was off the ground, back
being crushed by Wilums massive arms and his abs unable to pull air into
his lungs as Wilums belly was smashing into them, forcing them farther back
to Wilums crushing hands in the small of his back.  Wilum kept flexing and
tightening his grip.  Just before Kag was about to pass out, Wilum let go
and Kag went crashing to the sand.  His back was still arched from the
monster bear hug Wilum used on him.  Wilum kicked Kag till he rolled over
on his stomach.  Wilum then pulled Kag into a kneeling position again and
bent his chest down placing Kag's face into his armpit, making sure Kag's
nose was clear to breath.  Putting his arm under Kags head and moving Kags
arm under Wilums armpit he let his other hand grab on to his hand and began
to bend at his knees.  The move was crushing Kag's neck, shoulder, arm and
putting most of the pressure on the small of Kag's back.  Kag's body was
kneeling, bent backwards.  Wilum made loud grunting sounds as he bent his
knees and then squeezed with all his might as he pushed himself up and
forward.  Kag tried screaming but all he got when his mouth flew open was a
mouth full of sweat and armpit hair.  Wilum continued this until he didn't
hear the muffled screams of Kag.  He released the hold and Kag again
crashed to the sand in a lump.
	As Kag was laying on the sand, Wilum took Kag's legs and spread
them wide apart.  He then stood over Kag facing Kag's feet.  His legs were
straddling Kag's chest.  Wilum let his body fall down right on top of Kag's
chest.  Wilums ass was right in front of Kag's face and his massive thighs
were along the sides of Kags body.  Wilum then reached down roughly and
grabbed Kag's cock and balls and pulled his ass up towards him.  Wilum took
Kag's ankles and spread them as wide as his arms could spread them.  Kag
now felt like his legs were being ripped sideways from his body and the
area between his legs under his balls was going to rip open.  Wilum then
began to bite and pull at Kag's cock with his teeth.  Kag's cock began to
respond and was soon hard.  Kag's mushroom head was still hidden under the
large hood of skin he had.  Wilum then grabbed Kag's cock in his mouth and
holding it in place with his teeth, started teasing Kag's cock by roaming
inside the skin hood with his tongue.  Kag's cock seemed to get harder and
harder.  Keeping Kag's cock in his mouth, Wilum released Kag's legs and
grabbed him by his balls using them to hold Kag 's ass up.  With his free
hand, Wilum grabbed Kag's cock and held it tight.  He began to chew on the
skin hood over Kag's cock.  He would sometimes bite, sometimes gentle
sometimes hard then use his tongue to circle inside the hood around Kag's
mushroom head.  Wilum moved his ass right on top of Kag's face.  Kag felt
the sweat running down Wilums body run down his ass into Kag's mouth.
Wilum then began to rub his ass up and down Kag's face.  Kag was having a
hard time breathing and with the sweat running into his mouth had to use
his tongue to get it past his lips and swallowed.  When his tongue licked
it hit Wilums rosebud and he stopped moving back and forth.  As soon as Kag
stopped licking, Wilum again began sliding his as back and forth.  The
pressure of Wilums ass fur and it's rough movement forward and back was
painful for Kag.  He figured out that when he used his tongue on Wilums
ass, he stopped the painful ass movement on his face.  Kag now was licking
his tongue madly at Wilums ass, even pushing it in and round Wilums
rosebud.  Wilum then stood up and turned around.  He knelt down again
having Kag's head lifted off the sand tilted towards Wilums cock and balls.
Wilums thighs kept tight pressure on the side of Kag's head to hold it in
place.
	Wilum took his cock and placed it by the nose of Kag.  Wilums balls
were covering Kag's mouth, so he had to deep breath through his nose,
catching full scent of Wilums cock.  Wilum moved his cock to Kag's lips and
began to squeeze his thighs crushing Kag's head.  Kag opened his mouth and
Wilum's cock went partially in his mouth.  Kag could feel the hard rough
skin hood Wilum had.  Wilum began to again squeeze his thighs and Kag moved
his tongue into the skin hood.  Wilum let some of the pressure on Kag's
head lessen.  Kag quickly knew that is what Wilum wanted and began to use
his tongue to explore the inside of Wilum skin hood.  Wilum's club began to
harden and swell.  Kag could feel his mouth being stretched wide open and
thought his lips might rip.  He had learned how to manage his masters
massive mushroom head in his mouth, but in this position, he couldn't move
as he knew he needed to in order to accommodate the mass.  It seemed Wilum
was content now with Kag just exploring his skin hood with his tongue.
	Wilum stood up and pulled Kag up from the ground by his hair.
Wilum grabbed Kag's wrists and moved them behind Kag's back, holding them
together in place with one hand.  Since Kag was a few inches taller , Wilum
made sure to keep Kag's knees bent so that his face and Kag's were at the
same level.
	Wilum was in Kag's face when he said "Are you now my pleasure slave
Kag? Would you like me to stop playing the wrestling game and move on to my
pleasure? Do you wish the pain to stop?".
	Kag had to think about this.  Would he be betraying his lord and
master by agreeing to this? NO, he would not betray his master, he would be
saving himself from certain death so he could again serve his true lord and
master, Tork.  Tork will come looking for his pleasure slave and kill this
human.
	Kag looked into Wilums eyes and said "Yes lord, I am your pleasure
slave now and PLEASE I BEG YOU, let me please you".
	Wilum pulled his arm that was holding Kag's wrists back making
Kag's shoulders scream in pain.  Kag let out a loud series of screams and
begged for mercy and to please Wilum his lord and master.  Wilum continued
to pull Kag's arms backwards and finally stopped.
	Wilum grabbed Kag's balls in his hand and squeezed and squeezed.
Kag couldn't scream the pain was so intense.
	"You are my pleasure slave Kag, slave to Wilum, lord and master.
You are totally mine to do with as I wish.  You will thank your lord and
master for every pain and pleasure you are allowed to feel" Wilum began
pump squeezing Kag's balls as he said this.
	Kag screamed, "Thank you my lord and master. Please no more pain.
Allow me to please my lord and master".
	Wilum laughed a hearty laugh and while not only squeezing and
pumping Kag's balls, began to pull them away from his body as he said "Good
slave.  That is good.  What your master is doing PLEASES your master very
much.  Does it please you?"
	Kag screamed as best he could, having a hard time catching a
breath, "YES LORD YES".
	Wilum let go of Kag's balls and told Kag to suck and bite his
masters nipples.  Kag obeyed quickly.  Wilum moved Kag up against a large
boulder and using his body to hold Kag in place, took Kag's still hard cock
and forced his skin hood back off his mushroom head and roughly stroke it.
Wilum then took his cock and pulled his skin hood over Kag's cock and began
to squeeze as he stroke both his and Kag's cock.  Even though Kag's entire
body felt nothing but horrid pain, he also felt deep pleasure.  He had
never felt anything like this on his cock.  It was obvious Wilum enjoyed it
as he kept licking and biting Kag hard on his neck and pecs.  Wilum made
Kag kneel and pushed his cock into Kag's mouth.  Now that Kag could move
his jaws and head, he used the technique he learned to handle Torks massive
cock head.  Wilum was surprised at the way Kag was working his cock and not
choking like all the others before hand done.  It was obvious to Wilum that
Kag was indeed trained well by someone.  Wilum let himself fully enjoy the
sensation of finally having his cock taken fully into a hot, wet mouth.
Wilum pulled back on his skin hood to let his mushroom head feel the full
pleasure of this slick mouth.  He kept his cock in Kag's mouth for what
seemed like hours to Kag.  His mouth was getting sore, but what did that
matter when his entire body was in pain.
	Wilum pulled his rock hard cock out of Kag's mouth and let Kag look
at the monster mushroom head and the deep ridge around the base of it.  He
rubbed it roughly all around Kag's face and then forced it back into Kag's
mouth.  Then Kag felt this hot heavy stream of liquid flowing down his
throat.  He couldn't believe what he felt.  Wilum was letting a hot stream
of his piss flow down Kag's throat into his stomach.  Wilum seemed to just
keep letting the stream flow until Kag was sure his stomach was going to
burst from the amount of liquid filling him.  When he had finished filling
Kag with his piss, Wilum pulled his cock out of Kag's mouth and pulled him
up into a standing position.  He began to slap Kag's abs hard and then push
hard into his abs as he rubbed roughly.  He kept this up until Kag was
certain it would force the piss out of his stomach.  When his expression
showed he was about to vomit the piss up, Wilum grabbed him by the throat
and squeezed.  The piss that was making it's way back up Kag's throat now
just pumped up into his mouth and flowed back down and up and down.  Wilum
increased the pressure on Kag's throat and since he couldn't breath, the
piss settled back down into his stomach.  Kag had the horrid taste of
Wilums piss in his mouth along with whatever was in his stomach before.
	Wilum dragged Kag over to the lake by holding him at the back of
his neck and forced him down at the shore, shoving his face into the water.
	Wilum yelled "DRINK" and Kag obeyed.  The water helped push the
awful taste back into his stomach and felt cool and refreshing going down.
Wilum pulled Kag up by his hair and pushed his cock back into Kag's mouth.
He began to force Kag's face into his crotch hard and fast.  Kag found
himself gagging at every other thrust crashing into his throat.  Finally,
Wilum pulled his cock out of Kag's mouth and dragged Kag to the grassy area
past the sand.
	Wilum made Kag lay on his stomach and spread his legs wide.  With
his face to the side, Kag could see Wilum slowly pumping his cock with his
hand.  Making the skin hood slide over and off the growing mushroom head.
Then Kag felt Wilums hand roughly squeezing his ass cheeks.  Squeezing,
pulling, twisting, followed by hard full hand slaps that stung.  Wilum
looked down at Kag's face and took two of his fingers and shoved them deep
in Kag's mouth.  Kag quickly began licking, sucking the fingers.  Wilum
moved them around in Kag's mouth and pushed down at times on Kag's tongue.
Wilum then pulled the fingers out of Kag's mouth and pushed them full force
up Kag's ass.  Kag let out a startled scream.  He wasn't prepared and there
was no desire and want and need from Torks ooze at play here.  As soon as
Wilum had his fingers in as far as he could force them in, he began to
twist his hand as his fingers rubbed roughly the inside of Kag's ass.  He
would at times open his fingers wide, close them and pull them out only to
shoot them back into Kag's ass.  Kag could feel a rush of pleasure building
and knew his pleasure spot was being stimulated even though it was not as
pleasurable as Tork's tongue.
	Wilum moved them close to a small hill covered in the grass and sat
down with his back against the back of the mound.  He told Kag to stand
facing him and then stoop down so that his ass was over Wilums pulsating
oozing cock.  Kag obeyed.  As soon as he stooped down, Wilum grabbed Kag's
shoulders and began to push him down on his cock.  Kag's ass began to open
wide for this wide fat cock.  It wasn't as big as his real masters, but
again, without the stimulation and ecstasy Tork gave him with his tongue
and ooze and saliva and licking, it wasn't pleasurable.  Kag could feel the
head make it past his rose bud and made himself relax.  The probing Wilum
did with his fingers made the inside of Kag's ass somewhat sore.  Wilum
then grabbed Kag behind the knees and pulled them out from under Kag.  Kag
slid down Wilum cock hard.  The surprise move took the breath out of Kag.
Wilum had his knees bent so that Kag wouldn't fall backwards.  He wanted to
watch every facial expression and body movement Kag would make.  He was
very surprised at Kag's ability to take his club so easily.  He could see
there was no blood and no violent scream and movements from Kag.  Indeed,
whoever his old master was, must have been very large indeed and trained
this slave well.
	Wilum put his hands on Kag's pecs and began to roughly squeeze,
rub, pull pinch and slap.  He added in placing his mouth over a nipple,
bitting hard and then sucking hard while sliding his tongue around.  Kag's
nipples were very erect and sore quickly after this treatment.  Wilum liked
the pained look and moans and increased his pec , nipple play.  Kag could
feel something different about Wilums cock in his ass.  It seemed the deep
ridge at the base of his mushroom head seemed to almost scrape at the
inside of Kag's ass.  The feeling was very strange and he wasn't sure if he
liked it.  After awhile of riding Wilums cock, he knew he didn't like it.
It became a bit painful as Wilums cock was slammed in faster and hard.
After awhile, the pec nipple torture was making Kag tighten his ass
muscles.  The scraping of the edge of Wilums mushroom head was really felt
then.  If the ridge would have been harder, Kag was sure it would be
ripping the inside of his ass apart.  It would be more like a knife blade
scraping his insides.
	Wilum was sweating and moaning.  He stood up with Kag impaled on
his cock and put Kag on the ground after turning him around on his cock so
that Kag was facing the ground.  Wilum pulled Kag's ass up and pushed his
head far down.  Wilum latched on to Kag's shoulders and began to ram his
cock in and out of Kag's ass like a mad dog in heat.  Wilum was slobbering
and biting all over Kag's back, neck and shoulders.  Wilum began to ram Kag
back into his cock as he was ramming his cock into Kag.  The slap sound
being made by Wilums monster balls slapping Kag's legs and balls grew
louder and louder.  Wilum then spit in his hand and reached around Kag's
abs and grabbed Kag's cock roughly.  He began to hard pump Kag's
cock. Wilum matched the speed of the pumping of Kag's cock to the speed of
his ramming Kag's ass.  In spite of the discomfort and pain, Kag could feel
his balls preparing to unload nectar.  He started to breath heavier and
harder and his ass went into hard spasms around Wilums cock.  Wilum reached
below Kag and used both his hands to pump Kag's cock. Kag couldn't hold out
at all and lost all control.  He began to shoot huge loads of thick nectar
that Wilum was catching in his hands and slapping over Kag's back.  Kag
kept shooting and shooting nectar as Wilum increased the speed of his cock
slamming into Kag.  Finally Kag was totally dry of nectar.  His hurt from
the hard pumping of both Wilums very rough hands.  Wilum was rubbing Kag's
nectar all over his back and licking it all as he rubbed it in.  Kag felt
his body falling to the ground as Wilum pulled his arms out from under him
and from the force of his thrust knocked Kag flat on the ground with him on
top of him, still ramming Kag's ass with fast, deep long hard strokes.
Kag's insides began to feel a burning.  He was sure it was from the abuse
his insides were taking from the mushroom head's edge.  Kag screamed as
Wilum bit hard into Kag's shoulder as he rammed his cock in harder and
started to shoot his nectar into Kag.  Kag could tell it was not as thick
as Torks and was not sending his body into an ecstasy of pleasure high.  It
just felt hot and thick.  Wilum just kept ramming his cock in and out as he
kept biting Kag's shoulder.  Then without stopping one stroke, Wilum began
to pee in Kag's ass as he was still ramming his cock in and out of Kag's
ass.  The piss felt like it was burning Kag's insides.  He could feel the
nectar and piss coming out of his ass.  There was no licking it off or
pleasure highs from any masterful tongue magic always part of pleasing
Tork.
	A very sweat soaked Wilum stopped thrusting and just lay on top of
Kag, breathing heavily and just biting Kag's neck now and again.  Kag was
covered in sweat from himself and Wilum.  Wilum began to stir and placed
his arms under Kag's armpits and locked them behind Kag's neck.  He then
began to squeeze and lift Kag off the ground.  Kag could feel the pain back
again in his shoulders and arms.  His chin was being forced into his chest
and he could feel the flexing and bulging arm muscles and pecs of Wilum as
he squeezed harder and harder.  Then he began to violently shake Kag from
side to side as he put even more pressure on the hold.  Soon Kag could feel
himself passing out.  This was not passing out from over stimulation and
pleasure.  It was from the pain and pressure being placed on him by Wilums
punishing hold.  A full nelson with absolutely no mercy or give.  Wilum
continued shaking Kag and putting even more pressure on even after he could
feel Kag's body go completely limp.  Kag was no longer conscious.
	Wilum let go of the hold and let Kag hit the ground face first.  He
came back from a quick visit to his sled and using a split log and rope,
fashioned a stock for Kag.  He placed the split log on the back of Kag's
neck forming a wide V.  He then used the rope to tie Kag's arms to the logs
so that Kag's arms could have some movement, but he would be easily knocked
off balance and not able to brace himself from falling.  He fashioned a
loop in back and front of the rope he tied around Kag's neck and then
attached a thinner piece of rough rope from the loop on the back of Kag's
neck down to Kag's balls, that he wrapped tightly with the thinner rope.
He made sure the thin rope was tight with little give so that when he
tugged on the loop of rope behind Kag's neck, it pulled his tied balls far
back towards his ass and knew that would be painful, immobilizing Kag
immediately if he tried to run.  He then used a thick branch that he tied
to Kag's legs around his knees, making it impossible for Kag to run or walk
fast.
	Wilum dragged Kag back to the edge of the lake and tied a rope into
the back loop that would give Kag just enough room to lean into the tree he
tied him onto, but not allow him to sit.  He looked at his new play thing
and was pleased.  He had more pleasure in this one encounter then he had
ever had before.  Kag could not only take his punishment, but could fully
take his club down his throat and even take the pounding fuck Wilum rarely
was able to use without killing his victim.  Usually they either bled to
death from having their ass ripped wide open or their insides busted and
pulled out by his mushroom head.  This was indeed a prize catch and worth
the effort so far.  Tomorrow, he would use some of his skill at torture to
get the truth out of Kag about his former master and anything else he
wanted to know.  Wilum knew whoever Kag's master was, had to be very large
and trained Kag very well in pleasure.  He obviously had a well developed
muscled body and strength.  He would find it all out tomorrow.  Yes, Kag
would scream the answers eventually, no one ever resisted Wilums skills.
	Wilum went into the lake to clean himself off and enjoy the
swirling waters.  He retrieved his helmet, vest and waist cloth and found a
comfortable spot to lay down and sleep.  He would be very busy tomorrow.