The Annex

"You guys stayed the night? Fine!! Why no call?   You've been here long enough to know the rules, you're both on washroom duty until further notice ". Alex was doing his best to sound stern but even the twins, Lance and Bob could tell his heart just wasn't in it. And shit!! Washroom duty?  They had to hold back their smiles, they loved washroom duty.

"Yes, Master Alex; Thank you, Master Alex "

The twins didn't speak in unison today but both expressed their "thanks". All three knew the use of the distinction "Master"  was sarcasm, the title was very seldom used at the Academy any more. 

"I expect you both on display tonight at the "meet and greet" plugged, gagged and in chastity" 

Again with the yes sir and thank you sir. At least this time they weren't being sarcastic. The boys always enjoyed  the casual Friday night gathering. "On display" meant being positioned on a module three feet tall, on hands and knees for the guests to poke and prod. Their plugs were the first to be removed, so every boy got finger fucked by some of the guests. Next was the unlocked chastity to come off. From that point on all the boys on display with hard-ons were favored by the guests. Being milked was an added perk. 

Lance and Bob left the cage room, Alex's office and living quarters, and headed for the nearest washroom. Their job was to be sure every trainee's ass was douched with strawberry flavored water. They performed a taste test. They also were requested by trainees to give blow jobs, their second favorite thing to do. They loved bathroom duty. 

"So how was your night with those "pigs"?"

Peter, a recently arrived trainee hadn't realized the pedestal the   " Annex sex pigs"  were elevated to. 

Bob was on his knees tasting a boys ass. Peter was new and deserved a little leeway when it came to the way things were done at the Academy. Licking his lips, he saw Peters disparaging gaze, "You don't quite get it do you?" Bob turned the boy whose ass he was servicing around and took the erect penis into his mouth. 

Lance still had a stream of butt juice and some boy's morning cum on his chin. "I suggested that you be sent to the Annex on the next video call. You'll get to meet "those pigs" in person, I'll be sure to suggest they use you in one of their video shoots." Standing and wiping the stream back into his mouth, "I suggested you be taken on the pigs rounds with them, too" Peter's face was blank, not understanding any of what Lance had said. 

Peter became homeless after being expelled from too many upper class boarding schools. He realized his parents were no longer interested in raising a teenager, so after being kicked out of friends's  homes for the myriad of bad habits he brought with him, he was rapidly running out of options.  One drunken night at a neighborhood gay bar,  a date rape drug had been slipped into his drink. 

Peter was found by the bartender in the alley behind the bar, his jeans were around his ankles, his shirt and undershorts had been torn from his body. A call to the Academy and Peter had been rescued. 

Alex's hands were on his hips. "I'm not sure if you fit here, Peter. Your mouth gets you into too much trouble. In the old days you'd be made to wear a particularly uncomfortable gag. Today our punishments are handled off campus. I'm undecided about just kicking you out, sending you to the Black Hole, or sending you to the Annex; their short handed lately. So what do think, Peter?  The street, a very  public and humiliating punishment or a week at the Annex helping Avery in the  studio and giving Rhys and Wiley a hand? "

Peter had refused to attend a session on douching and ass eating.  His second  offense. "I've heard about the sex club, not my cup of tea, really. The street is tempting, always some old dickhead willing to give me money. What exactly will I be "made" to do at your Annex?"

Alex contemplated this boy for a minute, he didn't belong here. He has family but declined any contact with them. 

"Not a thing, Peter. You'll just not be my problem for a week. "

"That sounds too good to be true!!"

"Oh really? Does it?"

Lyric and Huntr were tasked with delivering Peter to the Annex. Their instructions were abundantly clear: tell Avery and the sex pigs this boy is being rewarded for exceptional behavior. 

Lyric held one arm, Huntr the other. They arrived at the Annex, Peter addressed his new "authority ". 

"What the fuck!! I've heard all about you guys, a bunch of perverts. Just let me be and I won't be any trouble. I'm only here for a week. "

The three were silent, looking at this delinquent and smiling. "Now show me where the kitchen is!!"

Peter was gagged by Avery, his wrists taped behind him, a small snug chastity device was placed on his dick, a plug with a black jewel was lodged in his butt. All within sixty seconds. 

Peters eyebrows shot up, his muffled protests went ignored.

"You'll have fifteen minutes three times each day to eat. You'll eat alone, you'll get three additional breaks to use the washroom. Your left hand will be free to eat and handle your washroom business. When the plug comes out the washroom monitors will perform your douche. You'll sleep exactly the way you find yourself now, you'll be tasked with work in both wings of the Annex. Questions?"

Peter tried to speak, his face showing panic. 

"Good!  Rhys and Wiley have you for the next two days, after that you'll spend the rest with me. 

Avery left, Lyric and Huntr were amused at the theatrics. "You guys put on a good show". Lyric let go of Peters arm, smiling amusedly at Rhys and Wiley. 

"What do you mean?  Fun hasn't even started yet."  Wiley held the bonded boy as Rhys  walked around to inspect this new "task". Peter jumped as Wiley  grabbed a butt cheek, "Oh, Peter, you better get used to that."

Wiley smiled at Lyric and Huntr  "Thanks guys, when are you coming back over for some "hanging out" time?"

"Anytime pigs!! Give us a call"

As Lyric and Huntr left, Rhys and  Wiley walked the new boy to the activity room where  a rope sling had been hung in the middle of the room. Peter tried to resist but with the help of several residents, he was secured to the sling straps. 

"We're busy today so you'll stay here for a while." A wickedly hard pinch to Peter's  nipple and the two pigs went to perform their daily duties. 

Peter was petrified. The residents eyed him suspiciously but seemed content to leave him alone. Struggling against the restraints was useless. His nipple still stung from Wiley's pinch, but otherwise he felt unmolested. Maybe his week would be spent here counting ceiling tiles all day. He figured it could be worse. 

An hour passed without much happening, Rhys came in to crawl under a card table, and Peter guessed  he gave blow jobs to those sitting there. To Peter, Rhys seemed totally unaffected by that chore, he walked away only after  a few minutes of polite conversation with those same card players. On the way out Rhys  gave Peter an equally painful pinch to his other nipple. 

Peter had finally been  unrestrained and walked to a washroom where his left hand was freed but his right hand remained unusable. He was instructed to stand over the stool to piss, and when done with all toilet business he would be douched. There was no need to remove the gag, for nothing Peter could say would be listened to by anyone. Being douched by someone else was a humiliating experience, after this cleansing was done his butt was tasted. He was to be douched  two more times. By the time the plug was replaced Peter was beyond humiliation. He was mortified at the experience. 

Peter was socially a complete prick. Certified by several expensive boarding schools. This treatment was a definite surprise, but in the back of his mind he believed he might grow to like it. No one has molested him, his ass hurt from the plug and his dick hurt, still, maybe this wasn't the worst that could happen. 

Peter had no idea how wrong he was. 

Back in the sling, Peter was being approached by residents, their hands roaming his body, some added more pain to his stinging nipples, some squeezed and tapped his balls. There was one man who spent several minutes pushing Peter's butt plug in and out. 

He watched as Rhys  entered the room and climbed up onto the pool table, stretching his legs above him, he held on to his ankles so that his butthole was in plain sight. 

Today, like any other gang bang day, a line formed at the pool table to fuck their sex pig, his broad welcoming smile never left his face. He thanked every man who fucked him, they returned the pleasantry. 

"Guys? How about from now on, shooting on the boy in the sling. Like on his face so he can enjoy a little of what I'm getting? "

And thus, at least half a dozen men relieved their balls onto Peter. Mostly on his face, with the lame effort of hitting the small openings between gag and the sides of his mouth. 

Rhys , in contrast was enjoying every minute these men plowed into him. The rougher the better. A couple guys slammed so hard he was pushed farther back onto  the pool table. 

When the line disappeared, Rhys knelt and cleaned the floor of cum as well as the pool table shoulder. The mouthful was deposited on the face of a screaming Peter. His gag muffled the sounds, Rhys  smiled and continued with his morning routine. 

Peter was assigned a trainee to accompany him while at the Annex; the trainee was to ensure Peter got the breaks he needed and was allowed to stretch his limbs occasionally. After dinner Peter had his wrists cuffed in soft restrains and was offered the closet floor in Wiley's  room. When the guardian trainee was done with Peter, he was asked to crawl in with the two sex pigs 

Peter's  guardian trainee was requested to sit on Rhys's face while bent forward and giving him a blow job. Wiley laid beside the two, tired from a day when filming was halted so all the dungeon residents and staff could use Wiley's ass and mouth the rest of the day. He wouldn't complain, this is what he signed up for. Right now his ass was loose, his throat scratchy. He needed to cum. 

The trainee switched to straddle Wiley's waist and sat on the only sexual part of his body that didn't feel the wear of the busy day. Rhys  stood to have the trainee suck his dick. Both Annex sex pigs were being serviced. The occasional whining from the closet didn't bother them, it enhanced the feelings this trainee was eking out of their bodies. 

Rhys  moved to Wiley's  ass, watching the trainee slide up and down, rock front and back, grind a bit, as lube dripped from Wileys asshole. Rhys  pushed the Academy boy forward and began licking and sucking as Wiley's  dick kept  fucking up into the the cute boy's  ass. It didn't take long for Rhys  to add his own dick to the hole being fucked. The trainee was now yelping the yelp of the newly initiated double-fuck-boy. 

Rhys  wanted to cum first, while Wiley was still fucking the boy. He felt Wiley start pumping hard  into the boy, so he did the same. The squealing boy was smashing his ass into the two sex pigs, not permitted to touch himself Rhys thought he should help the trainee out. After a deep thrust, still feeling Wiley's dick rubbing against his own, his orgasm came hard. Wiley  kept thrusting, his groans and heavy breathing such a turn on, Rhys  thought. Despite the fact he had just dumped his load on Wiley's  still pumping dick. Then Wiley  came equally as hard, shoving his dick deep. He felt his cum pulsing up his shaft, imaging its mixing with Andy's. These moments were rare with the two sex pigs. Not coming together, but sharing the feelings of sensitive dick heads rubbing each other. The boys sighed and reluctantly removed their wet members from the trainee, as they had done many times before, this  trainee, like the others,  was turned over and laid between them. One by one the trainee licked  the two sex pigs clean. 

"May I cum now, sirs. .....please"

In response Rhys  began by lifting the boys legs up and descending on his dripping hole, raised up so both sex pigs could see the puddle of cum growing on the hole from the double fucking he got. . The bubbling slowed and Rhys  licked a thick dollop so the two pigs could share the gooey mixture. Smiling, they both took hold of the trainee's dick and began stroking. 

They licked and sucked the gurgling asshole while they fondled the boys balls and stroked. The boy began breathing heavy, Rhys  shoved two fingers deep inside to feel the prostate swell and harden. 

Two hands received  trainee cum, their fingers playing with one another, the cream sticky. Rhys's thumb began grazing over the boy's sensitive dick  slit. As he writhed against the sensation the boy began yelping . Rhys bent and sucked their fingers while Wiley  continued coaxing their cum blend from the boys ass. 

Finally satisfied, all three laid together. With the trainee in the middle, arms wrapped them all and soft kisses were placed on the middle boys neck. In tandem, the sex pigs  bit the neck and sucked hard to produce two red hickies. 

"Oh no!! I'll get into so much trouble! " sitting up abruptly the boy's hands raised to his neck where the bruises had been placed. 

"I guess you'll have to stay until they fade" 

Rhys and Wiley proceeded to place more love bites and red hickies  on the boy's smooth pink skin. As the pigs were progressing lower and lower; the trainee's boner returned. Rhys placed the boys hand on his welcome hard-on. 

"Give us something sweet, baby"