Date: Thu, 24 Apr 2003 02:00:23 EDT
From: Xadith@aol.com
Subject: Summon  Part 3

Comments welcome.
These characters are mine and copyrighted. Any reference to real life
people is unintentional. Contains gay sex, forced intercourse, and
bondage.

Summary: Damien begins his journey to his Master's planet.


Loric had been kind enough to let Damien sleep in his bed that night.  The
soft cotton silk blend sheets, the fluffy pillows and warm blanket made his
entire body relax.  It really was wonderful to be out of the bondage and
gag for a while.  Even if he had to endure Loric stroking him all night;
which wasn't all that bad really, it felt rather nice when that warm palm
slid down his naked back and rear.  He found himself sighing from time to
time, and leaning into the touches.  They hadn't stopped until well after
Damien had fallen asleep.  Really, he could be in worse places, or a worse
situation, but all that knowledge of what human's were to the Arcadian's
was just too unnerving for Damien to accept.  It had haunted his dreams in
the early hours, making him toss a bit before settled by a heavy arm that
laid over him.  Images of hoses running from his cock into a massive
creature's mouths, or being put into one of those tub things and never
allowed to wake up from any number of bad dreams.  But there was another
image, one of him and Loric, on some strange planet, enjoying the sun as
that large green palm stroked him.  Even in the submission and total
absence of control, he found it to be very soothing.

Loric got up early, always had, but he let Damien sleep longer then normal.
Damien hadn't noticed that Loric was up until he felt a hand on his
shoulder shaking him lightly.  His baby blues parted with a flutter of dark
lashes, he moaned softly and tried to turn away from the bestial face and
pull a pillow over his head.  However that only got him a hard slap on the
ass.  What was it with Loric and those spankings?  But, it got Damien up
and he grunted as he rolled the covers back.  Loric didn't seem upset, he
even smirked as Damien yawned and stretched.  It didn't matter what species
you were; Damien was gorgeous.

Loric stroked a few strands of hair from Damien's face.  They were getting
long and in need of a small trim, but other wise Loric liked them.  They
made a nice handle to hold Damien by, and they looked sexy on him.  His
bright blue eyes could swallow you whole and his lean muscled form was so
sleek and well round it begged to be tasted and played with.  Loric
smirked, lacing his larger hand in Damien's soft hair and pulling the boy's
mouth up for a kiss.  Damien pulled back at first, but then gave in.
Loric's kisses were odd; he had lips but the shape of his mouth made it
unusual.  After a brief press of muzzles, he let Damien go, watching as the
other slumped onto his flat stomach and stretched out over the warm bed.
"Come on brat, time to get up."

Damien groaned and pulled the pillow over his head, not wanting to move
just yet.  The bed smelled like Loric, and though part of him thought that
was a bad thing, the rest of him enjoyed it.  It was the smell of his
lover, the "man" that was pleasing his body and making his mind accept
things he didn't think were real.  In a way, that lack of reality made it
easier to accept.  "Damien, up.  Now."

Damien knew that tone and he moved quickly up, though pouting inwardly.
"Pet" or not, he still had his personality, and from what he gathered, that
was what Loric liked best about him.  "Sorry."  Shit, he had forgotten, no
talking.  "I mean, sorry, I didn't mean to talk out of turn, sorry."  He
was only digging the hole deeper and he cringed as he waited a slap or
something along that lines.  Loric just smirked and pulled Damien over his
thighs.  The larger creature's lap was so big it made Damien's chest rest
on one side and his hips on the other.  He closed his eyes as Loric brought
down a palm on his rear, but it was far from an angry hit which made Damien
blink open his eyes and look up to his Master.  "It's all right pet, I
don't mind you talking so long as you are respectful.  The no talking rule
is only in affect when you are being punished.  Got it?"  Damien blinked
again and nodded slightly.  "Yes."  Loric popped him a little harder and
Damien cursed at himself for the rush of arousal he felt.  "It's yes sir,
brat.  In public as well as in private, you will address me as Sir.  And if
you do anything in public to make me look bad, you can be sure that your
punishment will be sever."  Damien nodded slightly and wiggled on Loric's
lap, trying to ignore the arousal growing between his thighs.  That damn
black garment over his hips was making his growing member feel like an over
stuffed sausage.  "Yes, sir."  "Good.  Now get up, we will eat and then get
started on packing for the trip home."  Damien didn't want to pack; he
wanted to find a way to see Jack.  He missed his friend so much.  But he
obeyed, getting up he rubbed his ass and looked over the room.  Loric's
things were already vanishing and he wondered why he hadn't heard the other
packing earlier.  However his slow mind was falling on the first part of
that comment, and it made his stomach growl.  Food.  "I'm starving.  Do I
have to eat that liquid crap again?"  Loric laughed and rose form the bed,
pulling Damien close to him for a moment before biting his ear lobe and
leaving him to follow.  "There is nothing wrong with ballor.  It's good for
you, and it's all the food I have left for now.  When the ship gets here we
will have fresh supplies."  Damien placed both hands to Loric's chest and
squeezed when he was bitten.  Something about that spot made him hot and
Loric knew it.  He shivered, coming up beside the other swiftly and
thinking about Loric having to eat the same thing as he.  Yuck.  That
tasteless liquid gunk ballor as it seemed to be called was just about the
worst thing he could think of eating.  It didn't taste bad, but it felt
like eating a bowl full of snot.  He cringed and folded his arms over his
chest.  "What time will the ship get here?"  "About an hour."  "I can
wait."



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The ship arrived just as Loric had said it would.  Damien stood in awe of
the massive aircraft while more then a dozen Arcadians worked to take out
equipment and slaves to the ship that would bring them all back to Loric's
home land.  He wasn't sure what to make of the others.  Not all of them
were green.  Some were red, blue, even a yellow one with bright fire hair
and green gold fur in patches.  They worked fast, like they had a schedule
to keep and none of them were paying him much mind.  Loric had leashed him,
locked his chain to a rock three times bigger then Damien himself and left
him there to watch and wait.  Every now and then the massive blocks of
muscle would stop for a drink of water, one or two of them ruffled Damien's
hair and looked him over with probing hands.  He behaved himself, never
feeling so small and helpless in all his life.  Yet every now and then
Loric would pause and look over at him, smiling at him or flashing him a
wink.  That made Damien calm down and not worry too much about what was
going on.

The slaves were the last things to be loaded.  Their tank like pods were
put in one by one until all were tucked away into their places on the
massive ship.  Damien couldn't place where he seemed to know this ship
from.  It was like something you dreamed up, but had forgotten a long time
ago.  The smooth lines and rounded engine looking things, large mirror like
walls on the outside looked to be some kind of holographic display screen
for those that might actually see the ship in the sky.  He was sure that no
one in NASA or the military had ever seen anything like this before.  Of
course the ship had to be to scale of the creatures if carried, it wouldn't
be rooms the same size Damien was used to, but larger, bigger so the
Arcadians had room to move about.  It was all so amazing.  He couldn't
understand a word the other beasts were saying to one another.  They were
all talking in some strange tongue, even Loric, and it seemed he had missed
the conversation of others of his kind.  He talked and talked to a blue
Arcadian that walked along side him most of the time.  They were laughing
and smiling most the time, catching up Damien guessed.

He was slowly falling asleep by the mid afternoon, drifting in and out with
the warm sun on his nearly naked body.  He drifted off, which he found
wasn't the best idea because he woke up to find one of the red Arcadians
fondling him.  His cock was at full attention in those tight briefs,
twitching and throbbing to the care of the large hand that massaged him.
The other clawed palm was stroking his chest like one might their pet cat.
He groaned and bucked up in his sleepy haze; until blue eyes focused and he
realized it was not Loric that was caressing him.  He jumped up and swatted
the hand that had been stroking his covered cock, pulling away startled by
the gruff form.  This one didn't have the gentleness to his eyes that Loric
held sometimes, he had pure lust and hunger in them, and it looked he meant
to make a meal out of Damien's seed.  Of course the Red beast didn't take
kindly at all to having his hand slapped away and he snarled as that hand
lashed out, snatching Damien by the ankle and yanking him toward the wall
of muscle.

Damien struggled but the assailant wasn't giving in.  He took hold Damien's
other ankle and yanked his thighs apart.  Damien was screaming by now,
calling for Loric and trying to kick this thing off of him.  It wasn't
working and the more he struggled the more it seemed the Red one liked him,
and resolved all the more to tasting him.  Damien gasped when his briefs
were ripped off.  He couldn't help the moan when the creature cupped his
erection and began to feverously pump it.  He groaned, trying to pull away
but his captured organ wasn't giving any room to run.  He felt a clawed
digit push against his ass and he barked a cry out again, trying to pull
away.  The Red one only smirked and tugged painfully hard on Damien's
balls, forcing him to hold still.  The stroking continued and just when
Damien thought he was going to loose it, all action stopped and a few of
those strange Arcadian words were spoken aloud.  Damien opened his eyes to
see Loric standing behind his assailant.  He was talking almost pleasantly,
like the wasn't upset at all, but just passing along a bit of amusing facts
that had been passed along to him.

Damien groaned, trying to wiggle free from the hand of the Big Red and
suddenly grunted when his slightly lifted ass hit the rock below.  Red had
released him and was laughing, or so Damien assumed, while Loric was making
the same amused sound.  Damien wasn't sure what was going on, but Red left
him alone and walked off, still chuckling.  Panting, he looked up to his
Master and blinked, then darted his eyes around to find what little
clothing he was allowed to wear.  "Are you okay?"  Loric asked, a little
concern in his voice.  Damien looked over his shoulder as he grabbed his
broken briefs and nodded.  "What was that all about, Sir?"  Loric smirked.
"Lunch.  But don't worry, he will leave you alone for now.  I told him you
hadn't been cleaned yet and with the way you earth people fucked around
there was no telling what kind of diseases you carried.  He would be better
off gnawing on an earth rock then gnawing on you."  Damien's eyes went wide
a moment before he nodded slightly.  However something didn't make sense.
"I haven't been cleaned yet?"  "No, we will get you cleaned on the ship,
all the other slaves will go through it too, but unlike them you will be
awake for the process.  If can be a little painful but it only happens once
and then you never have to go through it again."  "What happens?"  Loric
came to sit on the rock, pulling Damien over his lap and began stroking his
ass gently.  Damien moaned, his cock was still hard and wanting but he
stuck to the matter at hand.  "What does it do?"  "Basically it runs a
bunch of fluids through you, cleans out your body and blood, making sure
you don't bring any diseases into our world or atmosphere.  It doesn't take
long, just a half hour at most, then you will be ready to start some real
training."  Loric smiled down at his pet, stroking his head and ass,
pinching the soft globes from time to time.  "Are you hungry?"  "No, just
tired, and now horny thanks to Big Red's man handling."  "Big Red?"  "Yeah,
that guy with the green horns, the one that just tried to get a free meal
from me...."  Loric laughed and popped Damien on the ass firmly.  "You will
be made to serve others, but you are not ready yet.  And Big Red as you
call him, is Toka.  He is a friend of mine, though more ruthless then more
Arcadians.  He likes his pets docile and how would you say.....spineless.
He won't bother you, but I think you angered him with that slap.  He might
ask for right to you one evening, just to even the score.  Behave yourself
or I might let him have you.

Damien grunted as Loric sat him up, tossing away his clothing and leaving
Damien on that rock nude while they finished up.  Damien in turn curled up
with is back to the landing party and went to sleep.  The day was warm and
his cock was aching, and without permission to jerk off or Loric to assist
him, his only escape from the needy throb was to sleep.  Somewhere in his
delusional mind, he hoped Loric would forget about him and leave him
behind.  But that was a fat chance.  Not to mention he would starve to
death, chained to this rock for all eternity.  Yawning and mumbling
something about needing his mommy, Damien finally drifted off to sleep.


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Damien woke to the sounds of shouts, nothing he could understand but he
knew something was wrong by the tone the Arcadian's voice.  He was started
and went to stand but the chain about his collar yanked him back to the
earth.  He hit with a grunt and looked out over the darkening sky.  It was
getting late, but Loric had said they wouldn't leave until the morning.
There were still shouts going on, a scuffle but Damien couldn't see a thing
from his spot on the ground.  For a moment he thought he heard a human
voice scream but it was swiftly muffled and was gone.  Suddenly Loric
popped up from behind a larger rock face, he took Damien's leash in silence
and jerked him to his feet.  Loric looked upset, but Damien didn't dare
ask.  He was too busy being pulled around to the front of the ship, where
the loading dock was open and a bright yellow light was shinning out on the
damp grass.  Still very nude, Damien felt his cheeks flush with color, the
other Arcadians were looking him over as he passed, some smirking and
giving Loric a firm pat on the bad.  Damien could only assume that was
Arcadian for "nice catch."

He followed beside Loric in silence, looking about as much as possible
since his master didn't stop him.  He was spellbound by the sheer size of
this ship.  The ceilings were very high, had to be for creatures like
Loric, and the walls were metal and sterile, everything was very smooth
lined and impeccably clean.  There was a lot of strange writing and symbols
on the walls, again he could only assume that was the Arcadian's language
and writing.  Damien was lead down a maze of halls and doors until finally
he came to one that held the same writing in red marks, and he almost got
the feeling like it was a "Caution" sign.  He looked up at Loric and
blinked, wanting to ask but not having the guts to do so.  He tried not to
look scared but he was terrified, and the worse part was that Loric's small
attentions, the pops to his ass and the bits to his ear had stopped.  It
made Damien very uneasy.

The door opened with a swish like sound and Damien followed his Master in,
looking around the darkness.  The lights came on with a click and he
blinked as the room flooded with bright white lights.  Around him, there
were a great many different items, tubes and hoses, machines and a few
large long metal tables and monitors.  Damien froze, even as Loric tugged
his leash he just couldn't move.  His heart raced and he looked up at the
green Lord with panic all over his face.  Loric paused and turned to look
at him, those bright yellow eyes puzzled.  Seeing the fear on the boy's
face he sighed and moved back to crouch in front of the petrified Damien.
"It's all right.  I told you, you are going to get cleansed and then you
will be ready to start training.  This place is to clean you, that's all.
You will get your modifications a bit later."  "Mah...modification?"
Damien stuttered, trying to pull his wits about him and comforted by the
small explanation of what this place was.  "I'll explain those later, for
now just get up on that table and lay out flat on your stomach.  It wont
take too long but like I said it will burn a little since you are
conscience for it." Loric replied as he placed a hand almost playfully to
Damien's rear and pushed him toward the table in question.  Damien
eventually gave in and walked over to it, needing a boost up to lie as he
was told.  Turning his head to one side, he watched as Loric left him
there, his leash hooked to a stud on one of the machines in front of him.

By now Damien was shaking with fright.  He had no idea what was going on
and Loric himself said it was going to hurt.  After a few long minuets that
felt like hours, he heard a noise above him and looked up.  Loric was
taking a seat at a control panel behind a thick sheet of glass, a control
room it seemed.  Damien's heart thud in his chest and he heard Loric's
voice sound from an intercom somewhere in the room.  "Just relax pet, don't
fight the machines and try to think of something else besides what's going
on.  It will be over soon."  Damien opened his mouth to say something up to
the image of Loric above him but as the sound came, something was shoved
into his mouth from the device before him.  He gasped and that only aided
the tube as it pushed down his throat.  His panic started to rise as he
couldn't breath but then two smaller tubes lifted from the machine and slid
down his nostrils into his lungs.  Damien was trying to couch, pull away
from the things that had so rudely pushed inside him when he felt something
slid under his nude hips and yank them upward.  Ass in the air he screamed
against the tube in his throat, bucking and trying to pull away but two
cuff like braces were latched to his hands and they were pulled behind his
back to keep him from moving too much.  His hips were lifted more off the
table, forbidding his knees or legs from getting any leverage to buck and
he again cried out with anger into the tube that forced his mouth wide.

Though well supported, Damien teetered as his legs were parted by metal arm
like device that took hold his ankles on either side, pulling them apart.
He was turned into an upward angle, looking right up to Loric's position
and his eyes begged to be let go from this indignity, but those eyes went
wide when he saw that the control room was now populated with more then
just Loric.  Big Red and several other Arcadians were standing around just
watching, seeming to pass jokes because they were laughing from time to
time.  Damien never felt so nude and prone in all his life, even Loric was
chuckling and nodding from time to time, but most of his attention seemed
to be on the controls and Damien bucked as best he could in protest.
However with he fell back from that lunge forward, he felt something thin
and wet slid into his ass, making his eyes shoot open wide again.  The
slender tube suddenly widened but not nearly as thick as Loric was when
ridding him.  Damien tried to pull away, move out of reach but it was no
use.  Now with a tube down his throat and one up his backside he felt so
degraded as the beasts above him laughed and pointed to different parts of
Damien's body.

He could feel the hot tears running down his face, the hopelessness setting
in.  He was just a toy for them, just a simple animal that had to be
neutered of his pride and dignity to be any good to them.  Something was
moving between his legs and Damien looked down as best of could in time to
see a clear device latch onto his cock and balls, cupping them latching
with a firm suction.  He groaned, his eyes rolling back as the sensation
spread through his body.  His cock still heavy and needy from Big Red's
assault earlier that day began to swell quickly.  That made his audience
laugh all the more and some pat Loric on the back a few times.  Something
was wrong though, Damien could feel it; Loric had said it would burn and
right now the only painful parts were the tubes that were so deeply
embedded in him.

"Relax boy..."  Loric spoke from the intercom again and Damien couldn't
bring himself to look up at his Master.  He felt to naked and vulnerable to
see those other beasts and his own Master laughing at him.  He took a deep
breath, closing his eyes and tried to relax a little, that only drove the
tube in his ass deeper and he moaned with a buck into the thing sucking on
his cock and balls.  He was just starting to enjoy the sucky thingy when he
heard one of the machines kick on and fluid was rushed down his throat from
the large tube in his mouth.  Damien's eyes shot open as his throat and
stomach immediately felt like they were on fire.  He tried to call out but
nothing came; only a muffled gargle of liquid that was being forced into
him.  His stomach bulged out, heavy with fluid and he felt his entire body
start to burn hot.  He bucked pulling away from the mouth thing, trying to
throw up the liquid but it was no use, the tube was too far down his
throat.  "Easy boy, just relax."  Loric's voice came again but Damien
couldn't listen he was in pain and his head was feeling light.  He looked
up to the control room, only Loric sat there now and he was watching Damien
intently.  Damien pleaded with those baby blues to be released from this
torture but Loric did nothing but watch him.  The fluid didn't stay in his
stomach, it was some kind of never agent because all of Damien's bowels and
all the natural vessels his body used to regulate his digestion were
paralyzed, allowing the fluid to go in one end and rush out the other.
That was more then likely where the burning was coming from, but Damien
didn't care enough to think it through, he just wanted it to stop.  The
fluid gushed in one side and with a deep moan he felt both his rear and
cock give way to its exit.  He was being flushed out in the most violent
way possible.

The flow went on for what seemed like hours, Damien sobbed in pain and
discomfort from loosing every bit of control of his own body.  It was just
so unfair.  He couldn't even stop his intestines from relaxing and allowing
this vile substance to flow through him.  The fluid suddenly stopped and
Damien opened his eyes as the last of it was drained out of him.  The tube
to his mouth retracted, the sucking on his cock leaving as he was lowered
to the metal table.  The burn was still there but it was slowly cooling,
the last thing to leave was the thick tube lodged in his ass and Damien
grunted as it pulled away too swiftly for comfort.  He started to get up,
he wanted to get as far away from this room and this table as humanly
possible, however as he pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, cuffs
slid from the table and locked his hands and ankles in place.  He bucked
yanking at them and cursing loudly.  "Let me go damnit, this is Mnf..."
Another gag was shoved into his mouth, only this time it wasn't a tube but
a thick rubble ball.  Damien bit into it aggressively; getting pissed with
all the hoops he was being forced to jump through.  His stomach still
burned and his mouth ached from being forced open for so long.  He tugged
and pulled at his bonds, wanting out of here, however a hard pop to his ass
with a familiar hand made him settle a little.  He looked over his shoulder
to see Loric standing beside him, pilling down a flat piece of metal
suspended above him that held millions of small needles.  Again Damien's
eyes went wide.  "I said settle down brat, that was the easy part, this
part if going to hurt like fuck.  Now hold still or it will be ten times
worse."

Damien moaned, trying to hold himself still as he felt things being moved
around him, clicked into place and set up for the next step.  What else
could there be to clean?  The ball was obviously something to bite down on
for the pain and it made Damien fearful again.  He tried not to show it but
behind him a machine came to life and Loric stepped to hold Damien's
collar.  A sudden pinch, like all those needles had just found a home in
his flesh at once made Damien scream in pain.  And indeed they had.
Missions of small needles had punctured his skin, all finding a major vein
and all began to either pump blood out of him, or back into him.  Damien
felt light headed, he felt like he would fall over but something over his
stomach kept him from doing so, he would come to know later that was
Loric's other hand.  His blood was being cleaned, purified for any and all
disease he might have in it.  His heart was skipping beats but Damien
couldn't tell, he was so woozy.

The pain was so intense he couldn't think, he couldn't breath and he felt
like this was the end.  He was going to die right here just like this,
naked and on an alien ship with no hope of ever seeing his friend Jack
again.  Yet just went Damien was about to black out, everything stopped,
the needles pulled out and the plate of metal lifted while his hands and
ankles were freed from the metal cuffs.  Damien fell forward, not passing
out just yet but lost in a swirling void of painkillers that Loric had
obviously given him just before the needles hit.  He couldn't think at all
but only fell into Loric's arms as he was lifted off the table.

Dunked into a tank of warm liquid, the final step of Damien's cleaning was
done, and Loric smiled, watching as the youth passed out in his arms, too
tired to think but not fighting as most did.  He was pleased; indeed Damien
would prove to be a worthy pet.


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When Damien woke again, he was wrapped up in the softest material he had
ever felt in his life.  Under him it felt like he was sleeping on a cloud,
his head held in a huge bank of warm feathers and his naked body was
engulfed in silky softness.  He moaned and rolled over, finding another
large line of pillows running down one side.  He lifted a knee and curled
into the softness, never wanting to leave this one spot.  He felt so empty,
so light and a washed with warmth like he had never known it.  The fact
that he had been abducted by aliens and was being taken back to their world
to become a slave, a pet to the one known as Loric, didn't even dawn on
him.  There was nothing but the warm bed and soft sheets, the cradle of
soothing caresses from the silky material and the rumble of a distant
engine like sound.  He slipped away again, not knowing where his Master was
and not caring either.  This was the best sleep he had ever had and he
wouldn't waste another second of it thinking.


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Jack had never seen anything like it in all his life.  The massive ship was
so unearthly that moviemakers around the world would have known it to be
something from their wildest dreams.  He was dumbfounded as he stood there,
looking over the graceful spacecraft with no other thought then he wished
he had brought a camera.  Yet his wonder was shattered as a loud roar came
from his right.  Jack screamed to see a huge Red creature coming at him
with claws bared, teeth snarling and huge muscled frame pouncing on him
faster then lightning.  His scream was cut off before it could even get a
decent volume, and he found himself thrown to his back as the huge creature
pressed in on him.  Jack wasn't going to take this laying down, his life
was in jeopardy, he thrashed and bit the hand over his mouth, snarling
right back at the beast as he kicked his legs up and fought.  It was no use
however, more of them were coming, more and more, all snarling and yanking
Jack's arms and legs away from him, pinning him down as they shoved
something in his mouth and began to tie him up.  A few ran off, looking for
others no doubt, but Jack knew he was alone and completely helpless in a
situation like this.

The large Red one that had attacked him first was nursing his bite mark and
Jack smirked at him as he was hauled up over a Blue creature's shoulder.
He was still bucking and snarling, kicking as best he could be he was
hog-tied and there wasn't much he could do.  He didn't know what was in his
mouth but it tasted like rubber so he bit into it over and over again,
trying to force it out of his mouth.  Where these the things that had taken
Damien?  Was he here somewhere, tied up like him, or were human's on the
menu with this things?  Jack grunted as he was tossed to the ground near
the ship's opening, looking up into the black eyes of the red creature that
was unmistakably pissed at Jack for his bite.  Jack only narrowed his eyes
and smirked.  He was glad he got at least one hit in.

The being started to talk in a funny tongue back and forth and a few of
them nodded to the Red one before all of them left and the Red thing smiled
in a manor that made Jack blink.  This didn't look good.



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Damien was being forced from his bed again by the familiar palm of his
lover and Master, Loric.  He had no idea what was going on now but he knew
he didn't want to be removed from the soft embrace of this bed.  But he
didn't have a choice in the matter, Loric was scooping him up and getting
him dressed in those damn black skin tight briefs again.  He groaned and
stumbled around as best he could, still dazed and out of it from the drugs
Loric had given him.  It must have been late in the evening because the
ship was dimly lit and the Arcadians that walked the halls were moving slow
and casually.  Damien was slowly waking up, pressing himself lightly into
Loric's warm side to try and hide his lack of clothing.  Passing creatures
looked him over as he passed, tugged along on his leash and collar, making
him feel all the more prone to their eyes.  Loric didn't seem to mind; in
fact he seemed to be rather happy to have Damien beside him, like a proud
owner of a pedigree dog.

The room they entered was different then the one he was cleansed in.  It
was warmer but still so clean it felt sterilized.  There was a large mat
like bed on a lifted table that hung suspended in the air, a few cabinets
and counters lined along the walls and there was a large pool like tub off
to one side.  Damien didn't know what this room was for, but he remembered
Loric talking about modifications and so he was again nervous about what
was about to be done to him.  Loric lead him in and picked him up to sit on
the table while an odd looking blue creature with a soft smile came in
after them.  He wore a white lab coat type garment and his round balloon
shaped head held a small mouth with no ears or hair, his lower half looked
like an octopus.  Long tentacle like arms and legs ran from the sleeves of
the coat and out the bottom of the coat that he used to talk on.

The blue creature stepped up to Loric and started talking in a series of
clicks and whistles.  None of which Damien understood but it seemed Loric
did.  He spoke in his own language and the blue creature nodded from time
to time and then made a loud rapid clicking sound that made Loric smile.
There must have been another joke passed at his expense.  Loric ruffled his
pet's hair and smiled, pulling back as the blue creature headed to one of
the counters and opened a drawer to pull a few instruments out.  "Gibbill
here will implant your translator as well as a few other upgrades for you
pet. Don't worry, none of this should hurt at all, maybe a little
uncomfortable but you will be okay."  "That's what you said about the
cleaning and my stomach still hurts."  Damien grumbled as Loric smiled
slightly and folded his arms over his chest to watch.

Gibbill, the blue creature in the lab coat, came back and placed a small
metal dish beside Damien, he stroked a smooth tentacle over Damien's cheek
and up into his hair, to push it away from his temple.  Damien held still,
yawning as the odd blue tentacle took up a round mettle tool and held it
over the metal dish.  Something beeped and Damien looked back to the tool
and the dish but saw nothing.  The tool was lifted to Damien's temple and
he felt the cold metal touch his temple, a small pinch and it was over.  He
blinked, his head swirling a little but he felt okay.  A moment later
everything came back into focus and he looked up at Loric with a blank
stare.  "What was that?" He asked.  Loric smirked and started to talk in
his own tongue to Gibbill.  In mid sentence Damien blinked as the words
started to make sense to him.  "......will it take for the translator to
take effect Doctor?"  "Should be any moment now really...can you understand
me yet little one?"  Even Gibbill's clicks were making sense now and Damien
nodded as the odd blue creature with bright blue eyes seemed to grin at
him.  "I think so...."  He said cautiously, not sure if he was allowed to
talk to this Doctor like figure.  Gibbill nodded several times and made a
clicking sound that was obviously just meant as a happy sound rather then
just a word.  Loric stepped up to his pet and cupped Damien's chin, tilting
it up to look at the boys temple and then his gaze again.  "You sure you
can understand me boy?  I'm going to drop you over this table and fuck you
right in front of your doctor, what do you say to that."  Loric smirked,
testing the translator.  Damien blushed as his eyes went slightly wide.  "I
say please don't?"  He replied.  Loric smirked and gave a nod.  "Seems to
be working well enough, you can start with the other modifications Doc.  If
you don't mind me staying to watch?"  Gibbill shook his bubble like head
and made that rapidly clicking sound again.  "Not at all, it's fun to watch
the pets relate to their creators."  Damien didn't know what to make of
that but he settled on the mat covered table and waited for his fate.
There had been so much he wanted to do but none of it was possible now, he
was a captive, a prisoner to his lust and Loric's collar, and more and more
of him was starting to accept that.  Even enjoy it?

Gibbill picked up a new tool and moved back to stand before Damien.  He was
a little taller then Damien, but not nearly the size of Loric or any of his
kin.  He set down the tool while another tentacle took up a large jar of
pink goop and set it down beside him too.  Loric moved and stroked Damien's
back, patting the side of his rear as he spoke.  "Up on your hands and
knees pet, and open your thighs wide for me."  Damien did as he was told,
watching what was going on as his thighs parted and he grunted then Loric
reached under and cupped his sex.  He was stroking it firmly and making
Damien groan.  He was still out of it, but the day had brought with is a
lot of teasing and he was in need of release.  Trying to control himself
before Gibbill, Damien just moaned softly and looked up to Loric with a
silent plea.  Loric just smirked and stroked his free hand over Damien's
back, swatting his rear hard.  Damien lurched forward and was about to
shamelessly hump into Loric's hand when one of Gibbill's tentacles
presented a pill for Damien to eat.  He paused, looking at it then up to
Loric for instruction.  "Take it boy."  Loric smiled and tugged firmly on
that growing cock.  Damien obeyed and ate the pill, groaning again as his
eight-inch cock reached its full size.  Loric drew his hand away but still
gently caressing Damien's ass and the back of his balls to keep him hard.
Damien watched what was going on around him and he blinked as he felt his
cock twitch in an unusual way.  He was distracted from it as Gibbill began
to cover his aching organ in that pink goop.  It was cold but warmed
quickly and Damien purred despite himself as the slippery tentacle stroked
him.  It felt nice and he wasn't ashamed to get his satisfaction where he
could.  Loric smirked as he stood by watching, and his smirk grew when
Damien came to realize what was happening to him.

His head bowed and he looked back to watch Gibbill stroke his needy organ,
only now for some reason it seemed larger.  He blinked and looked more
closely, thinking it just the angle but he had been right before, it was
getting bigger.  His cock twitched again, blood rushing into it and again
it pushed forward and grew longer.  Again and again it twitched, swelling
more then it had before and the more it grew, the hornier Damien got; the
greater his need to be fucked or fuck something else grew.

Damien started to moan loudly bucking into the slick limb that Gibbill had
wrapped around his steadily growing cock.  He lost track of how large it
had gotten shortly and was now humping Gibbill's tentacle for all he was
worth.  His whimpers and moans were turning desperate, looking from Gibbill
to Loric, begging either of them to just make it end.  Loric was intently
watching Damien's cock swell, until finally he liked the size and nodded to
Gibbill.  Gibbill grinned again and washed the pink stuff from Damien's
cock.  Loric lifted him up to a sit but all Damien wanted to something to
ease his need.  He looked down at his changed cock and his eyes went wide
again.  Not only was it about an inch thicker, it was at least two and a
half inches longer as well.  Damien stroked a hand over the rock hard
shaft, testing it to see if it was real and Loric leaned over him, smirking
as he looked down on the massive member.  "I look like a freak of nature!"
Damien exclaimed as he looked down at his massive endowment.  Loric grinned
a toothy smile and bit his pet's neck most pleased with the change.  "I
like it, and that's all that matters."  Loric growled deep in his chest, an
aroused sound that Damien had some to know well.  He heard it most often
just before Loric fucked his brains out.  Damien shivered and his cock
pulsed harder.  "Please?  I'm so horny now."  He begged.  "Soon, two more
things to do and then we can go."  Loric purred into Damien's ear as he
smiled, glad the drugs were taking effect so easily.


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Damien was lead back to the chamber he woke up in as soon as Gibbill was
done with his last two modifications.  He wasn't sure what those had been,
he only knew that the octopus like creature had made him eat an odd green
goop and more of the pink stuff was rubbed inside his ass with one of those
long tentacles.  He didn't mind at all at the time, so horny he would have
taken anything inside him just to ease the ache of need raging in his
groin, but alas, that slimy arm like appendage didn't stay there long
enough to do the trick.

As he walked, Damien felt his body tingling.  His cock was rock hard and
jutted out from his soft dark mound of hair as he walked along beside his
master.  He felt humiliated each time an Arcadian walked past and looked
him over.  His cock was way too big and it looked almost comical, at least
to him.  Loric had insisted that all slaves were modified to their Master's
wishes and he would see others like him with endowments even bigger then
his own.  He didn't believe that, but the more other's didn't seem to pay
him the least bit of attention, even with that massive pole sticking up
from his hips, he began to believe Loric more and more.

The door to the chamber opened with a swish and Damien came in and was
aback by the size of the place.  It had to be Loric's quarters but it was
massive, the bed alone was like two king size beds put together.  The floor
was covered in a foam like carpet wall to wall and Damien sunk into it
about a half inch.  It was very soft and Damien bounced on his heals a few
times just to feel the spring like quality of it.  Loric smirked over a
thick shoulder, watching him as he let go the lead and stepped over to a
hole in the wall, speaking into a small speak opening, there was a shimmer
of light and a bowel of something appeared in his hand.  It reminded Damien
of something one might see on Star Trek or another futuristic program.  He
sighed and walked over to the bed, falling down into it and curling up into
a large pillow that was as long as he was tall.  With a soft groan he
buried his head in the feathery softness and tried to wish away the world.
However his aching groin and Loric's ever watchful eyes wouldn't let him
drift off.  He felt the bed dip and Loric's hand came to Damien's shoulder,
rolling him over onto his back.  Damien went willing but kept his eyes
tightly shut until he felt the warm bowl placed on his chest.  He opened
his eyes and suddenly realized he was starving.

Taking up the bowl he drank a warm broth like soup and gasped when he felt
the hot liquid hit his very empty stomach.  "Sip it brat, a little at a
time."  Damien nodded and began to sip at the soup, smiling as Loric kissed
his temple.  "We will start your real training in the morning, finish
eating and then rest, the coming days will be long for you.  Damien sighed
and nodded, drinking the rest of his food slowly.  The heat still tickled
as it went down, but he didn't mind, it was almost comforting.  Loric
rolled over on the bed, putting his back to Damien and soon enough his
breathing was even and deep, meaning he had fallen asleep.  Damien set his
bowl aside and got up, going to the door he tried to open it but it
wouldn't budge.  He grunted and fell back onto his ass in a near by chair.
His cock still rock hard, like it had a mind of its own, or that pill was
some form of advanced viagra.

Loric didn't budge, he just slept away laying there in that massive bed,
his long claws resting peacefully.  He knew there was no way for Damien to
get out of here and Damien knew that his cock wouldn't let him get far
before it demanded attention.  He slid back into bed silently, that thick
rob was stroked against Loric's back, humping lightly in hopes that the fur
might be just enough to send him over his edge, but Loric shifted, rolling
over and looked dead into Damien's face.  The boy blinked wide-eyed and
leaned in, kissing Loric's nose in a silent plea for him to finish the job.

Loric seemed to buy it because he rolled completely over and wrapped his
hand around Damien's engorged member.  The youth could now see why his
master had wanted it so big.  Loric's hand now covered the shaft from hilt
to tip, the perfect handful and it made a perfect handle.  Damien groaned,
bucking up into Loric's palm and whimpering a needy purr.  Loric slid down
Damien's body, engulfing the other's cock into his mouth.  Another perfect
fit and Damien cried out in pleasure.  His thighs parted, his legs wrapping
around Loric's massive body and he bucked up into that fanged mouth.  He
knew Loric wasn't going to hurt him, and the silky wet heat of his Master's
mouth was just too good to pass up.  He moaned again and again as Loric
began to stroke and bob him mouth on Damien's throbbing member.  His balls
already tight and ready to unloaded its thick treat for the Arcadian Lord.
Both hands laced into Loric's hair and stroked it back from his face while
Damien moaned again, his cried echoing off the large dimly lit room.

He didn't care though, his hips thrust up as Loric let him fuck the
Master's mouth, his body jerking and so close to his edge it was painful.
A sudden lash of Loric's hot tongue made Damien loose all his control.  He
shattered, falling over the edge of his orgasm with massive ribbons of seed
pouring into his Master's throat and maw.  Loric drank him down like the
expensive wine he was and Damien was sobbing with the power of his climax.
His enlarged cock throbbed to the point of blissful pain and when it was
all over, Damien couldn't barely breath.  Loric, having licked the last of
the delicacy from Damien's heavy tool, slid back up his pet's body and
kissed his neck, biting his shoulder in motion for him to finally sleep.
Surprisingly, Damien's cock obeyed and began to soften, he didn't think
that giant thing would ever loose it's hard on but he was glad he would be
able to sleep without the pain of rolling over on himself.  Loric flopped
down on his stomach again and Damien quickly curled up to him, suddenly
chilled by the air, the warm fur stroked his senses and he purred softly.
Bright blue eyes closed and he was out like a light in no time at all.

Loric stayed awake until his pet had fallen into a deep sleep before he
would let himself go to sleep as well.  He knew Damien had been through a
lot, there had only been a few pets to actually go through the cleansing
and modification conscience.  He was quite proud of Damien for taking it so
well, that's why the little slut got to sleep in his bed tonight, tomorrow
would be a different story.  When finally Damien's breathing had settled
into a slow rhythm, Loric stretched slightly and let his mind drift off.
It was nice to have a warm form lying in his bed again.  It had been years
since he had a personal pet and he had high hopes for Damien.  Sleep
finally claimed him, and Loric sighed before his thoughts left him all
together.  What would Arcadia be like with Damien by his side?  What did
fate have waiting for them?  Loric wasn't the only one going to bed with
such thoughts on his mind.  Damien pulled closer to his beast like captor
and buried his face into the warm green fur, wondering.


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To be continued.....