perfect-order:petebrownuk:INDUCTION The Slave Police picked Gary up in the middle of classes at
perfect-order: petebrownuk: INDUCTION The Slave Police picked Gary up in the middle of classes at High School. His father, a marine, had just been found guilty at a court martial of gross insubordination as he was found fucking the colonel’s daughter after being ordered to not consort with officers’ families, and was of course enslaved. Gary doesn’t really know his father as he and his mom broke up when Gary was tiny, and he’s always lived with her and his step father. Nevertheless under the law, as Gary’s biological father is now a slave, so too is he as he’s not yet 21 and still considered to be part of his father’s “property”. At the police station Gary is confused and bewildered. They won’t tell him why he was taken from school (slaves have no right to explanations), or let him call home (as a slave Gary has no “home” now other than one provided by a new owner). We see him here when he’s first told to remove his shirt and T. Look at his face - confusion and bewilderment. He’s used to stripping off in front of his buddies in the locker room, but now there are four tough cops standing watching his very moves. He’s embarrassed at having to expose himself to them, but he thinks he’d better do as he’s told as the Slave Police have a fierce reputation. That look will turn to anger and shame as next he’ll be required to strip totally and then stroke himself to erection for pictures to be taken…. and it’s then likely that Gary will get the first taste of the lash as anger cannot be tolerated in a slave, even a new slave! Life probably won’t be all that bad for Gary though - his cute boyish good looks will probably mean he sells to a relatively gentle old man who likes “youth”, and if Gary is smart he’ll soon be able to so get the besotted old man to do whatever Gary wants, rather than the other way around! That is, of course, provided no one at the dealer where he’ll be shipped to makes the connection with Gary’s father and decides to sell them as a “family pair” - buyers of such exotica do so as for them the prospect of ordering a hard tough father to fuck a young son - and even vice versa - is worth the very high prices such couples fetch. I wasn’t interested in purchasing a family pair. I have no need for older ‘tough’ men but that little blond cutie caught my attention in less than a second. The traders made it clear to me that they wouldn’t sell the teen without his father and after a long discussion, I finally accepted and bought both of them. I got rid of his father at the very same day. Strong and virile like he was, I even got a good price for him. I don’t know what will happen to him, but I think, he’ll do hard work for the rest of his life. But I didn’t care at all. I had what I wanted. But Gary pushed all my buttons. He was exactly how I wanted them the most: Young, cute, a bit reluctant (although I could feel that he had more submissiveness inside of him than he wanted to admit) and inexperienced. And that made him nervous like hell. But luckily I knew exactly what to do. “That can’t be happening…”, he babbled while his head turned from one side to another frantically. I had placed him in a cage and tied his hands behind his back. “You need to calm down, slave.”, I told him while I came closer. “No!”, he screamed. “I’m not a slave! What are yommmpppff…”. He couldn’t say more because I quickly stuffed a big gag inside his mouth and secured it behind his head with a few swift movements. He coughed and looked around as puzzled as the day he stripped infront of the slave police. “You’ll notice something in your mouth there, slave.”, I explained calmly. “That’s a silicon penis. It will help you to get used to the feeling of sucking on a man’s cock. Believe me, slave, I didn’t spend a fortune on you just to look at you.” His eyes got wider while I talked to him and I realized that he didn’t even think about the possibility that he might got used sexually by his owner one day. So naive. But before he could do anything else (not that he actually could do anything) I had already placed a blindfold over his eyes and trapped him in total darkness. “This will help you to calm down, slave.”, I said. “You’ll have plenty of time to think about your situation now before we begin your actual training.” “MMmnnpff…”, he tried to say. I grabbed between the bars of the cage, found his nipples and squeezed them between my fingers. “MMMMMGGGHHH!”, he screamed behind his gag and tried to wiggle away from my hands. Without success of course. “You’re mine.”, I hissed. “I’ll train you to become the obedient little fuck slave you were meant to be. You’ll learn to worship every inch of my body, you will learn to swallow whatever I feed to you and you will learn to take cock in all of your holes.” I bent down and grabbed his exposed dick and balls and began to sqeeze them now. “MMMHHHHMMMMHHH!”, he almost cried and pulled against his bonds. “That…”, I said, “…that is of no use to me. I will lock your teen dick in permanent chastity, slave. You will never cum in a way you know. Instead you will learn that this is just a tool for my amusement. I will edge and torture you, I will bring you to the edge of insanity. And one day…you will learn how slaves cum.” I released him and got up. I looked down at my newest property and grinned satisfied while I watched that little whimpering mess in the cage. Oh, yes, I thought, that was indeed a very good acquisition. -- source link