BDSM Mansion

"You may not be cut out for being a BDSM master. It looks like you had three subs have a mutual admiration society. You know, the director at the Academy, Alex, is in a similar relationship. Although he keeps the Master address for appearances while there. All three live happily together  at the Academy"

Hank was listening to my reluctant attitude toward inflicting pain on the twins. The boys have moved on and don't understand why I haven't. 

"Invite them up, ask for Alex's opinion on things. His insights should help. He's been repeatedly brutalized himself in scenes, videos, and their live stream. His  boys, like yours, have great pain tolerance so you already have something in common.  Let the boys get to know one another. If you invite them, be sure to introduce the boys, that way they'll know they're on equal footing. Masters generally don't introduce subs, slaves. They're non-existent as people."

"I'm constantly mystified by BDSM culture. One can brutally beat, humiliate, and fuck a boy into unconsciousness, then walk away not acknowledging the beaten body as human. Some have truly crossed to the dark side"

" Not true, Jason. Most masters love their subs dearly and care for them. I've never known anyone to fuck a boy into unconsciousness"

".....on purpose" I had to add. 

"Back to work, I've egot two interviews to do. I'm thinking of letting Stephen assist. "

Hank gives me the look that says ' you go something to say, boy'

"Don't scare those trainees too badly"

"What are you talking about? That's why they're here"

I'd called the Academy and invited Alex and his boys. Not really sure what we'd get out of the visit, I was hoping he'd see the obvious and have something to suggest. 

Daddy, the only other subs we've known are the ones from the club. We're not sure what we should do" 

"You guys could show them the pool. See if they want to swim. Should be pretty warm this afternoon, it'll be a refreshing segue from their trip."

The twins shared a look, giggles and a grin. I knew I was going to regret this.  So innocently saying they don't know what to do with our guests. They still think I'm stupid, sometimes. They'll first take them to the dungeon, watch some of the video being shot today, then go spy on someone in the camera room and ultimately end up in a blow job fest. Get four naked boys together, one will surely get a hardon.  That's all it takes. 

Alex and I walked through most of the mansion proper, he wasn't too interested in the dungeon until I insisted we go downstairs. The sheer size of the room and hundred and hundreds of pieces of BDSM furniture and accessories was indeed overwhelming. Some neither of us could identify much less think of how they were used. 

"You've got everything here. How can I not be impressed.  The room is like the size of a Costco. And it's stuffed! "

"Alex, you want to hear the weird part?  Some

of this stuff is not that old. In fact there's a remote controlled devil dildo that I have only seen advertised since last year"

"Somebody's been sneaking in?"

"That's one theory"

"Oh oh"

"Yeah, that's the scary one. Hey, one of your guys from the Annex, Hank, is interviewing a trainee. I wanted to look in, care to watch?"

"You're letting Hank interview my trainees?"

""......letting?"

"You'll most likely see why I asked"

We found the four boys, where else, in the camera room.  Giggling and watching Hank in a room with at least five cameras. (It's a mystery why five cameras)   They were all turned on and capturing the entire room.  There's audio and we can zoom the picture. 

"Why aren't you kneeling? "  Hank is looking very sternly at the naked boy who's is sitting on the couch. 

"Because you are not my master, sir"

"Good answer, that's right. Why do you want

to do this particular video? You read the synopsis,"

"Yes sir, I read it. I want to be the best submissive my master has ever had. I want to show myself I can take anything my master dishes out, so to speak"

"Yeah, so to speak. Let's recap: this is a continuous shot for about two hours. It starts with you being brought in to the dungeon in a cage. You are naked, plugged, and in chastity while handcuffed and shackled. Blindfolded. 

You are informed you will suffer punishment for your having broken their rules. 

Once out of the cage the two hunks who brought you will fuck your mouth. They will not be gentle. These guys will be joking with each other about who can get the farthest down your throat. You'll choke.  You'll be put in a cageless cage, it's to inflict as much stress as possible. With knees and ankles cuffed to metal rods, wrists bound and stretched up and forward but not before your balls are tied and secured to your ankle bindings, an ankle humbler. Brutal, if it's stretched too tightly. When your arms are stretched your balls will hurt. They will be pulled a good three or four inches from your body. Both men will then take turns whipping your back and butt. Maybe they'll cruelly shove fingers up  your asshole or maybe fuck you with the butt plug. After you're nice and red they will attack your balls. The ball beating should be epic. You'll be left as-is while another boy is dragged in. Dragged because his ankles are bound together. The appearance will be that he's being pulled by the hair. 

He'll be hung, suspended, while he is whipped and finally fisted by both men. 

There are a few more tortures the actors will have to endure but those will be held as surprises for the actor. We like our videos to be authentic. I promise you they will hurt like hell". The boy had curled his legs under himself, hands wringing. The look on his face was initially one of horror, but became inscrutable. 

"Ok, we'll you can go back to the Academy. Maybe we can a place you in the background scene sometime" Hank rose, as did Stephen who was sitting beside him. 

"What?!!  No"

The boy was sitting in the edge of the couch looking beseechingly at his interviewer. 

"I'll do it.  Really!! I want to do it"

Hank and Stephen shared a look of understanding. This is the response they hoped for. Someone not afraid to show how brave, obedient and stupid he can be. 

Stephen pointed to an oversized ottoman, "position 5"

Surprised, seeming delighted, the boy was quickly on his back holding his knees to his chest. A glistening on his asshole showed he had prepared for an audition not so much an interview. Stephen pulled the boy's head down to dangle his huge dick in front of his now wide eyes. Hank had cuffed the boys wrists to the underside of the ottoman. 

We watched as Stephen edged his long thick dick into the boys mouth. When the dick progressed into the throat, the boy began shaking, legs kicking. Hank then pulled down two cuffs hanging from above and attached them to the boys ankles. The boy was shaking apologeticly. In a spasm of panic the boy seemed to be loosing consciousness.  

Stephen slowly pulled out of the boy, as Hank plunged his cock into the trainees ass. His awareness returned as his butt was being raped and power hammered by the man and Stephen continued fucking the boys mouth. 

We watched as the two ravaged this pale small trainee. 

When Hank started fucking the boy more erraticly, his breathing heavy, head rolling back and forth. Stephen jabbed his dick as far into the boys throat as possible and with a groan shot his cum into the boy. Hank, smiling at his boyfriend followed suit and grabbing the waist of the still shaking and panicking boy, deposited his cum in the boys ass. The recovery time was short as the two seemed to tingle with aftershocks. The boy, finally able to take a deep breath, relaxed.  

"That was fucking awesome " the boy was able to choke out. 

"I do believe we've found our victim"

The smiles all around confirmed the "interview" had gone well. 

"Can I masturbate, sir?"  The boy had not been released from his bonds. 

"Fuck no "

Sharing a look with Stephen, Hank knelt and caressed the boys six inch erection. One hand on the boys balls, Hank took the hardon into his mouth as Stephen began twisting the trainee's nipples. Hank was visibly squeezing and tugging on the ballsack. The boy looked to be writhing in exquisite painful bliss. It took no time for him to start shaking, as his pelvis rose with the coming orgasm, Stephen and Hank both had their mouths on the boys dick head. He came hard , gasping loudly and groaning as his penis released. The trainee relaxed and closed his eyes. The smile evidence of his excellent orgasm. 

With cum in their mouths Hank and his boyfriend deposited it the boys open mouth. 

"That wasn't so bad. Hank knows what he's doing. " I had fun watching.  

"You're lucky their weren't any whips in the room. The boy wouldn't be able to move"

Alex had watched this show with folded arms. He was shaking his head.

" Hank was a pain slave while in his prime. An actual pain slave is extraordinarily rare. My boys like pain because it helps in making their orgasm intense. A pain slave can take continuous pain, get an unaided erection and have a hands free orgasm. No sex. "

Another unusual fact about this community I've chosen to join. 

"The twins have massive orgasms, it seems, after being brutally whipped and fucked.  An activity I never want to be a party to again". My mind still opens up to the awful display after our scene in the dungeon. 

"My boys know they are free to do as they please. In fact I love watching them having sex, with me or anyone else. They are having fun, to them it's fun. Sex is fun you have with friends. Sex is not love"

"Fuck Alex, you write hallmark cards or something?"

It took a second or two but we both laughed. Then we turned the corner into the library. In the center of the room, on the big fancy, probably expensive, rug was a pile of sweaty flesh which happened to be our four boys. 

"How can you not enjoy that? Your boys are smiling, they're laughing.  All while having sex with my boys. Look, Derick is fucking Huntr. They're both loving it. I just love watching my boys faces as they get fucked. They'll look at me and they know I see them, really see them "

"Your boys are beautiful, Alex. My boys are beautiful, but look at their asses. So round and smooth, muscles flexing. I can't bear the thought of someone else even touching them."

"The boys are not yours, Jason.  Lyric and Huntr are not mine. We're not masters, we don't want to own these boys. I don't love my boys because I own them, see them as chattel. I love my boys for the wonderful human beings they are. How they make me immensely happy"

"Fuck, you do write for hallmark"

Smirking "My dicks getting hard, tell you what I won't fuck your boys but it'll be hard not to touch them"

"Deal!!  I won't fuck yours either"

"You better fuck Huntr and Lyric, they'll think you don't like them, that they did something wrong "

Why is this so difficult?

Yes, we fucked for a long time. Lyric has the most incredible mouth. He sucked me so hard I thought I'd faint. Fucking him was fun, too. His sphincter was like a vice grip. I was having fun because the twins saw me having fun and with "the look"  they giggling they smiled. There was cum from at least twelve orgasms on the rug or in our guts (one way or another). 

We asked Reagan to bring up a light dinner and we all crowded into my double-king-sized bed. The sheets will have to be cleaned for sure. On second thought I kinda don't mind the smell. 

Alex had a few brainchildren while with us so their visit was worthwhile as well as fun.  As they left we invited them back, the twins especially excited at the prospect. Both Lyric and Huntr stuck their heads out the window. "Yeah!!! When??"

"Hey Alex, I've been meaning to ask you. You called one of the twins Derick. They're identical. Like in every way. "

"Jason, I know all that. But are you saying you can't tell them apart?"

My vacant expression answered his question.