The Undercover

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

Inside

Even from the air the place looked impenetrable, and beneath the cover of jungle barely perceptible. With minimal jolting the small jet descended through the rain-forested mountains to touch down on the private landing strip. There seemed to be a small contingent waiting to receive him. He adjusted his caftan and prepared to meet these freaks.

Stepping from the plane, he is greeted by a chubby but distinguished looking man, surrounded by an entourage of some of the most handsome men he had ever seen in one place in various stages of undress. Several of these, in only fatigue pants and boots were carrying machine guns, and one big, somewhat delinquent looking kid in his early twenties carried a tray with champagne. His muscle magazine body completely naked save for the serpentine tattoos which covered his lean upper body, the heavy chains surrounding his neck, ankles, and wrists, and a coating of oil.

"Welcome, Mr. Jabran, to our little paradise I trust you had a comfortable journey. I am Streiger, Mr. Sin's personal assistant. I assume you'd like to refresh after your journey. I have arranged for your private viewing of our current stock before this evenings festivities."

Nick, now disguised as Faisal Jabran, a new client of Mr. Sin's looking to increase his harem, declined revetment and scanned the place. It was indeed a paradise worthy of the Arabian nights, for perverts anyway. A formal tropical garden decorated with classical nude statuary, fountains, and strolling peacocks. What caught Nick's/Jabran's eye, were the over forty menacing, heavily armed, barely clothed soldiers guarding the front entrance alone, we wondered how many in average surrounded the place. It would require more than investigation to shut down this operation. A military strike force would be necessary.

Streiger noticed his gaze. "I see that you prefer the military type. As you have noticed we have an impressive collection, garnered from some of the best armed forces on the planet. US Navy seals, marines, FBI….."

Nick's eyes widend..It was Novak among the armed contingency. He had served with him in the marines. Bit of a hound dog with the women, his muscles, blond hair, and deceptively innocent smile populated his bed with scores of ladies. He had heard he had been killed during the first Iraq conflict. He is heavily armed, how is it they are keeping him here? Had he joined them?

"….. Of course, as members of our permanent staff, use of them is complimentary to all visiting clients, however, we request that you do not molest them during their shifts. You understand security is a priority here. It is best to request your choice with our concierge, and he will be sent to your quarters. As you will see most of the space in the building is made up of gymnastic facilities. A minimum of 5 hours of intensive excersise is mandatory. All of our merchandise, of course is in peak physical condition."

"The festivities tonight?"

"Ahh yes, along with the auction you will attend, there is an indoctrination ceremony tonight. A very well known American footballer is to be linked to his new owner. I am certain you will find this ceremony..entertaining. Our special place can be a bit confusing, it is laid out into a series of nine concentric rings, some of guest can become a bit disoriented at first, so we assign escorts to show them around. Now, allow me to present Virgil, he will escort you to your quarters. Virgil has a rather shady history, petty crime mostly. We picked him up off of the streets of Nashville when he made the fatal mistake of attempting to gay bash one of our raptors. Now he is one of our house favorites"

Virgil's submissive nod was a poor disguise for the contempt briefly glimpsed under is lowered eyelid's. The enslaved redneck hoodlum turned to lead the client further. Even Nick could not help noticing the smooth dimpled buttocks swaggering away from him.

As the entered a second courtyard the scene shifted slightly from Omar Kayam, to the world of Marquis DeSade. The graceful arches remained but, everywhere he looked he saw unbelievable scenes of the degradation of young men. One such unfortunate hanging upside down, seemed to be at the center of a small seminar on electronic torture.

The lecturer attaching several wires to assorted private parts.

There were various scenes of whipping, submersion in the decorative fountains, and bondage. All watched over by yet more impressive looking arm guards, dressed only in boots caps, and ammunition.

They past into the elegant main lobby of the resort surrounded by a massive state of the art gym. Crowded with yet more of these naked muscle men working out intently. He noticed one had been interrupted in his set, by an eager formally dressed guest who had bent him over a leg bench to pump away into the poor slob's asshole. The muscleman made no move of protest.

He was relived to be shown to a quiet hallway outside of his suite.

Virgil opened the door to a palatial suite, expertly frescoed throughout in Pompeian splendor representing the same scenes that he had just witnessed. Was there no relief from these images?

"My orders are to help you relax now" came the southern twang, as Virgil reached for his dick…

Sin

The kid's eyes widened as Nick instinctively swatted his hand away.

The things I have to do for my country don't includethis James Bond he thought.

"I'm a little tired right now, maybe later"

"I have to follow orders"

He grasped the kid's thick wrist. "Tell me, why do youfollow these orders? How did you come here? Why do youstay? You're not tied up."

Virgil's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"You faggots usually ain't so curious. Why you wannaknow about me?"

"I..er..it turns me on to hear a story like yours. Itwill..pleasure me…so you are following orders. Do youchoose to be here?"

Virgil spit on the floor "FUCK no..I'd kill every oneof you faggots if I could"

He noticed, Nick's right eyebrow raise.

"They let us say whatever we want. They know it turnsmost of the masters on to know how much we hateem…they know we can't do nothin"

"What's stopping you? All those armed men are slavestoo. You could take over."

Virgil stared slack jawed again. "You don't know?You'll see tonight"

There was a knock at the door.

It was Streiger. "Mr. Gibral, I am so sorry tointerrupt your relaxation, however Mr. Sin invites youfor cocktails in his office before the festivities.

Virgil will accompany you. Nick caught a flicker ofdread in Virgil's downturned face.

And so, he followed that disturbingly attractivebubble butt, into the next circle of the place, passing shackled, caged and likewise degraded primemanflesh at every turn, as the descended down a grandstaircase through another guarded portal a hellishchorus of moans, and screams assaulted his ears.

He passed men hanging by their heels, tied overbenches, in cages all naked, expect for a severalbound men in what seemed to be Australian RulesFootball uniforms.

Virgil noticed his stare. "The freaks have a fetishfor those uniforms, when they take those players, theyget to keep their clothes"

"Virgil, why are these men screaming?"

"They ain't been processed yet."

He stopped to face one of the hanging men. Even hungby his ankles, struggling upside down bound, he couldtell this guy was an efficient soldier, he developed aplan, as they approached a pair of huge carved oakdoors, like off of a cathedral.

The opened with an authoritative creek, Nick had tostop himself from gasping. He saw himself in stone inthe center of a large oval room.

It was a large classical statue, holding a brokensword in it's hand. But Nick recognized his own face,his build, his focus angry look reflected in thestone.

"Breathtaking isn't it?" the voice came from acrossthe wide room, and majestic antique desk, from theother side of a high backed leather arm chair.

"Spartacus, 19th century romanticism. This is my idealman, how I have longed for him to come to life. I keephim facing away from me of course. It's the best view.

They believe the original stands in the sculpturecourtyard of the Louvre, but that is a copy I hadplaced there. This is the original."

The chair swiveled around. A pair of beady Mongoloideyes met his.

"You see sahib, there is nothing that I desire that Icannot have"

Sin was, considering the enormous amount ofcompensation around him, not surprisingly, a small,soft, luxuriant man. He drew deeply on his filteredcigarillo, his Chinese-empress, long paintedfingernails glinting in the light of the chandelier, avaginal goatee encrusted with pomade surrounded hispainted mouth and was the only hair that adorned hishead. The white suit made Nick think of ColonelSanders, and the dangling earring a hooker he used toknow. The crab apple round face crinkled into a smilethat could freeze vodka. He extended a limp fish thatwas to be considered his hand.

"And as my esteemed client, there is nothing thatyou desire that you cannot have. Thank you for yourgenerous deposit." Nick politely shook the coldelegant claw. He saw no indication that this limpidsissy, noticed his resemblance to the statue. Hecarefully pretended to sip at the small glass of portoffered him.

" I notice that you did not desire our Virgil, and wethought he would be your type. He is one of ourfavorites. Come to me Virgil. You see there is verylittle we miss around here"

He laid the hunky redneck tough across the desk,hanging his head back over the side. Casually, hewhipped out a surprisingly long dick, and rammed itinto the unresisting jaw of the tattooed slave,casually toying with the defined torso, leaving longred wets with his obscenely long fingernails, as hecontinued the conversation.

"You seemed to pay attention to the navy seal, I havehanging outside my door. His name is Wronek, I canhave him assigned to you after he is processed. Youseem to enjoy the military types"He reaches under a drawer finds a large buzzing dildo,leans over the slave and with a cruel relish stabs itinto the youth's asshole.

Nick tries to maintain a casual tone in the face ofthis horror.

"Can you elaborate on this process?"

"Ahhhh.. he is so sweet. Mmmn. Oh yes of course. Howdo we keep this army of muscle men bent our puerilewhims without being slaughtered?Is this what you'd like to know?"

He removes a needle from the same drawer and skewersthe now writhing stud's nipple, and fucks into themouth. Virgil gags and moans.

"We have several operatives planted around the world,we call them raptors, when a request comes in, or theyspy a likely candidate, their taste as you have seenis impeccable they employ our chemical methods toincapacitate them and bring them here" He pierces thesecond nipple." We have a number of ingenious gases,creams, and injections. They all result in a numbing,but pleasurable experience upon the subject. They areusually out for 48 to 72 hours, just enough time tobring them here. The problem is keeping them untouchedfor the buyers, especially the requests. In fact oneof our best, and most sadistic raptors, who goes bythe name of Doc, has been having trouble keeping hisdick out of the merchandise just lately. Rather like ahunting dog that eats the kill instead of bringing itto his master.

He damn near ruined an Australian Rules Footballerjust last week.

I will hate to have to discipline him, but I do havea business to run." He inserts a third hair thinneedle into the enslaved piss slit. The hapless youthscreams around the cock fucking deep into his throat.

He has found a small thread and connects it to eachpin so that nipples and cock are bound together.

He reaches again into his desk, and removes a smallcomputer chip. Once the subjects arrive, we keep themhere in the innermost circles of our little paradise,and, if they are not special orders, enjoy them, untilthey are processed. Sometimes our guests enjoy theunprocessed random captures while considering apurchase. They enjoy the fight."

He pulls out of the slave's mouth, and handcuffs hismeaty wrists above his head, pulling him around thedesk so the he is now facing his groin instead of hismouth. In doing so he knocks a file off of the desktop. Nick helpfully picks it up. It is markedcelebrity, he notices a few names of well known actorsand rock musicians listed within.

"Thank you, as you see we get special orders all thetime. Our operation has grown to the extent that thereis really no one that we cannot obtain. Those namesyou have seen will be joining us here very soon.

I know it is not necessary to bind him, I just findthat men are so much more attractive when bound.

Wouldn't you agree?" 

"Now, as to the processing. It is actually a surgicalprocedure, where in one of these little beauties isimplanted into the subject, thereby linking him, bothto me, and to their new owners. The owner chip is ofcourse taken orally, painlessly. The merchandise has amore, shall we say, entertaining experience. This chipgives us complete control over our property for life.

It inserts into the nerve system so completely thatthey are unable to act contrary to our will. Evenafter we retire them, and set them up in very nicelives, they are never able to speak on the subject.

They give the answers we have prepared for them toexplain their disappearance. Of course they still hateus, and have the ability to voice that… I do so enjoythat part.

This surgery is carried out as part of a ritualisticceremony on special occasions. It's quite beautifulreally. You are in luck, we are having one thisevening. Among others, a rather well known Americanfootballer, one of our most expensive items ever sold,is being linked with his buyer, before the auction. Infact this chip will be inserted into another, veryrare treasure, that I have been waiting for thisevening as well."

He lifts poor Virgil's legs up over each pudgyshoulder, and with a cruel smirk invades the youth'sunlubricated rectum.

"FUUCKK YOUU YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!!!!!I'LL KILL YOU ISWEAR"

Sin smiles at the threat. "Yes that's it, that's whatI like to hear"

He plays with the thread connecting dick to nippleswith his long fingernails, the hardening dick bouncesup along the flat stomach, small droplets of bloodstain the broad tattooed chest. Virgil's head andarms hang limp over the side of the desk.

"Do join me, there is a nice empty hole for you"

Nick begins to demure.

"I insist.. you would not disdain my hospitality"

Sorry Virgil he thinks as he takes out his own thickmember. Mr. Sin's eyes widen at the sight of Nick'scock but avert before he is noticed.

Nick spreads his legs in a wide stance, thinks ofEmma, and allows the young hoodlums mouth to envelopehim.

The kid was good, he'd been trained well, he thinksas the skilled tongue dances around the shaft, andbegins to suck. He hardens rapidly ..of Emma.. whycouldn't we have made it work?"

He tries not to watch as Sin ramrods into the badboyshitter. He throws his head back and feels the rhythm.

"So after the ceremony shall we loan you Wronek, untilof course, you have made all of your purchases?"

He looks back at Sin, as the ache swells his loins.

"No I want him unprocessed"

Backup

Emma's mouth was warm and tight working his dick likea soft pump, his eyes rolled back in his head, all ofhis muscles expanded in build up to explosion, she hadnever done this so well, and for so long, her delicatetongue, teased the thick vein which ran along the baseof his shaft with a gentle, yet persistent firmness,pulling all his maleness into her throat, he grippedthe sides of her head and attempted to maintain agentle pulse as her fucked her so well remembered,lovely face. 

"Emma… EMMMMaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh" as he emptiedhimself into the vortex of her throat and opened hiseyes, and met the glinting blackness of Sin'sunblinking stare, a subzero smirk upon the paintedmouth.

He looked down at the bound redneck thug beneath him,choking still on the softening, but large cockimbedded in his esophagus, cum overflowing down thesides of his mouth. Nick tried not to retch as herealized what he had done.

"You see how well we train our merchandise here Sahib,wouldn't you prefer to continue with this morsel,rather than grapple with an unprocessed item?"

Nick, rearranged quickly back to some semblance ofdecency.

"Thank you no, In fact I prefer two, I noticed anAustralian as well. I am considering bidding on themthis evening, please have them sent to my suiteimmediately."

"As you wish. I am glad I could learn in whichdirection your interests lie. Virgil will escort youback to your room. I will have your amusements waitingfor you there….ahhhhhh" With one final thrust, hereleased himself into Virgil's abused hole, tuggingtightly on the threads which pierced the bleedingnipples and cockhead. The redneck's head bobbedagainst the table. He lifted the naked tough to asitting position by the hair on his head.

"Virgil, show our guest back to his suite, and makesure all of his needs are met"

A grunt from the bowed head indicated submission, andonce again Nick followed that naked ass, now oozingcum, through the chamber of meaty horrors back to hissuite.

He allowed Virgil to clean himself in the bathroom,and took advantage of the solitary moment to makecontact with Danvers by cell.

"Chief, this is bigger than we thought. We are goingto need an army to bring this thing down. They'vecaptured a lot of military from around the world.

They've got some sort of computer chip that controlstheir behavior. Chief, they're not only whoring thesepoor bastards they're making them serve as an army,and a kick ass one."

Nick briefed him on the various heads of state, andcaptains of industry he had seen already among theclientele. 

"….Jesus Nick… listen, I am not far from you. I'vecome in with some back up on board a supply boat. I'mon my way to infiltrate and get to you. Try to laylow. This is too dangerous to handle alone. I'm comingin to get you out of there."

"No chief. There's some sort of ceremony tonight.

They're going plant one of these chips intoFarrington, and a few other guys. I'm making contactwith some big guys they haven't, what they called,processed yet. I'm going to try to save Farrington"

"Nick it's not worth it! Don't do anything until Ican get to you"

There was a knock at the door

"Chief I can't promise that, try to slip in as aclient and meet me at the ceremony tonight" 

He opened the door and found himself eye level with alarge, round and very well muscled ass, at the apex ofa pair of massive, curved, tightly bound thighs, andstruggling as much as the ropes would allow.

It was draped over the shoulder of a dark, thin,weasely looking man with a bushy mustache and sunkencheeks. He was in complete leather fetish gear chaps,harness and cap. His smile made want Nick to take ashower.

He had noticed that this was the primary means oftransportation for most Sin's "merchandise". He hadpassed countless numbers of these Greek gods danglingin this humiliating position, limp forearms and headsswaying over the shoulders of their sadistic captorscarted from torture to torture. Virgil had told him itwas a particular fetish of Sin's. Nothing made himhappier than watching a helpless hunk's ass widened and bent, hole exposed to the air in the clutches ofone of his henchmen.

"Your special order Mr. Jabran. I'm Doc, my friendhere is called Norbert." A lumpy ape, with adisfiguring skin condition and another similarlydisplayed burden stood behind him in the hallway. Thesecond stud was still clothed in those famous footieshorts, rolled up to expose one perfectly formedcheek.

"Where shall we lay your room service?"

"Just lay them on the bed. Thanks"

Norbert and Doc laid their charges, none to gently onthe bed. The gagged struggling studs bounced onto themattress. Norbert walked out while Doc stayed behind.

Nick wondered if he was supposed to tip. This is thesadist Sin had mentioned.

"Would you like a little assistance with these? I cancholro them for you. They might prove… dangerous. Icaptured both of these myself. Trust me they are bothquite formidable. "

Nick smiled. " That is exactly what I am hoping for.

I'll be fine. Thanks" he ushered the greasy worm tothe door, and locked it behind him securely.

Wronek was staring at him with a look of pure hatred,the Aussie; Hunt, face down and ass raised, wasunreadable.

"Wronek, Listen to me. I'm not going to hurt you. I'man FBI agent working undercover. I need you to trustme." The icy gray eyes narrowed. He approached thebound seal and removed the gag. This guy was a truck. The prisoner said nothing.

"I had a good look at this place, I figure we cansurprise em at their ceremony tonight. If we free theother unprocessed guys we can break outta here. I'mgonna untie you now, you ok?"

Staring directly into his eyes, the big guy noddedsilently. Nick quickly undid his bonds.

"Now, here's wha…….."and suddenly found himself, flaton his ass staring up at the ceiling, his jaw feltlike it was across the room, the massive killingmachine in the act of pouncing.

"I'LL KILL ALL YOU FUCKING FAGS"

Nick rolled to evade certain death and bounced back tohis feet. Sizing up his opponent he realized he mayhave fucked himself. This guy had at least ten poundson him, and the same lethal training. Nick's onlyadvantage was that he had not spent the last 72 hours,drugged, bound, and molested by god knows how manyperverts. A few minutes, and trashed suite later,Wronek was slow on a punch, and wound up dazed andpinned. As he tried to shake it off, Nick had time tofind, and shove his badge into his opponents face.

"FBI YOU NO-NECK ASSHOLE… I'm trying to save yourfuckin life"

Wronek raised his hands in respectful surrender.

"Sorry man you have no idea.."

Nick cut him off with a raised hand "I have a prettygood guess, but there's no time. I'm sorry for whatthese sickos have done to you but I need your help." 

He briefed the soldier on his plan "Now, let's untiethe Australian"

Doc had found his way back into the room. Lightglinted of of the knife that he was running downHunt's treasure trail to rest against his now exposedballs. He held the phone in his other hand.

"That was a delicious scene boys, I almost came in mypants just watching you… Oh noo Mr. Wronek, I thinkyou know I will have cut both his balls and his throatby the time you got to me. It's probably best you bothjust put your hands on top of your heads, that'sright…mmmmm look at those biceps. Now I'm just goingto call security. Then I think the two of you shouldtie each other up, and then I'm going to fuck both ofyou till you bleed, starting with our special agenthere.

You know it's not nice to lie to Doc." His greasysmile froze on his face as the chair smashed over hishead, and he fell out of sight behind the bed toreveal a still wet, surprised looking Virgil holdingthe remaining wooden chair leg. His expression changedto rage and he began to pound the fallen raptor withthe splintered weapon.

…Virgil No!' Nick rushed to stop him "I wanna kill himtoo. We can't risk having our cover blown"

Virgil slowing came to himself and dropped the legonto the bruised face of the out-cold pervert. 

"It's OK, were all gonna get the fuck outta heretonight. Were gonna stop these fucks. You understand?

Virgil nodded.

With vindictive relish, the naked prisoners tied uptheir jailer with the now freed Hunt's bonds.

"Virgil, How'd you manage to do that to Doc with thatchip in you?"

"Dunno, maybe it's because I heard Sin say he wasgoing to punish him for raping this guy here. But,Jesus, it felt good to bash his head in."

Hunt looked at the ground.

"Doesn't matter kid. Now you've all heard the plan.

Put those chains around your necks and will all gointo the ceremony like you're my slaves. Soon as Igive the signal you know what to do."

They followed the order and headed for the door.

Virgil stopped in his tracks.

"I'm sorry sir. I can't go with you."

"What? Don't you wanna get these perverts"

"You know I do, but I'm not gonna be able to go inthere with out rattin y'all out. I still got this chipin me. I have'ta do what they says.. Y'all gonna havetie me up and leave me here so I cain't tell.

Nick nodded sadly. There was a lot of bondageequipment available in the room. He found some paddedhandcuffs and secured the naked young buck to the bedas comfortably as possible.

"Virgil. I'm sorry about what I had to do back inSin's office"

"Hell I know. I knew you warn't even into it, and itwern't the first time anyway. You just promise me yougonna fix it so no one ever does that to me again."

He mussed the kid's hair. "You got it. We're gonnakick some faggot ass"He turned to Wronek and Hunt "Allright soldiers. Lockand load"

Wronek stood to attention and saluted "KICK ASS SIR!!"

The three men headed into battle...

To be continued....