BDSM Mansion

<< Day Two >>

I was startled awake by an electric shock to my scrotum.  My balls were still tender from a caning, so this new torture was crippling. I could barely move....anything. 

"You'll be awake and ready every morning, in fact every time I come through that door. Now get up, time to start our morning routine. " master Pablo sounded mad, how can he be mad at me? He's done nothing but torment and humiliate me since I was drug in here. 

Right!! Now I'm his slave. Sex slave by what transpired yesterday. I'm telling myself this is it. This is it for the next eight to twelve  years. Naked, cold and wishing to die. Just die. How did I bring myself to this? I had a chance to leave this fucking New Texas but didn't want to leave my friends. Some friends, I'm going to be used as a sex toy and where are they now? Still out there getting fucked up? FUCK!! 

"You're getting a meal in the morning and that's it, once you show me you're learning what I expect from you,  demand from you, I'll add an evening meal, but I don't think that will happen very soon. It's all up to you."

As Pablo spoke, I'm not sure I heard what he was saying. My balls were on fire, the caning was short but brutal; add this new agony and I think I'm in some kind of shock. My feeding bowl was being filled by Pablo's piss as he explained the extent of todays training. All I really heard was that I get one meal each day. One meal. Meal? Gruel, piss and cum?  

"Suck it up boy, I'm timing you"

My face was an inch over the bowl of warm foul smelling piss. I held it there a second too long, again Pablo's foot pushed my face to the bottom of the bowl. It was getting in my nose, breathing it in I began choking. Pablo didn't relent, my face was being smashed to the bottom. I sucked it into my mouth and through choking fits, managed to swallow it all. Master Pablo's foot didn't move. I was still smashed against the  bottom of the bowl. 

My balls were still imprisoned in the pillory thing and I was still feeling this morning's electric shock when, with no warning  the cane again whacked my scrotum; not once but three times. I reacted by screaming and trying to stand, sobbing miserably, my attempt ended in a lunge forward, face scraping against the rough wood floor still shrieking in agony. Pablo whacked  my balls again. Everything went black.

The following day, I woke to find myself in a pillory that prevented me from moving my head or arms, on my knees with legs secured holding them wide apart. What now? 

"Well, 566, first days are the hardest. Soon you'll realize doing everything just the way I tell you to will makes life a lot more bearable ". 

Master Pablo was paying attention to my butt hole while he spoke, applying lube, then pushing a finger inside. He wasn't particularly gentle. I hadn't been fucked since the gang rape at the auction, so I knew this would come eventually . At least being fucked has always been my chosen position. It's fucked that I won't be able to cum while my prostate is being pummeled. 

Pablo removed the ball pillory,  also not so gently. My balls were still trying to recover from the previous  abuse, the slightest touch was agony. 

My stomach was rumbling, hope I don't get punished for that. Damn I'm starving. The thought of ingesting piss and cum flavored gruel could be bearable ; I'd close my eyes this time. 

Laying in the cage, my masters cum dripping from my ass, the fucking would have been almost enjoyable if my balls didn't still ache so bad. My meal was gruel and piss, with an extra bowl of piss. This time I didn't have to fight back the urge to vomit it all back up. 

Pablo said he intended to train my butt later. What the hell could that mean? His cock was not too long or too thick, it would have been a pretty enjoyable fuck if my balls  hadn't been jiggled so much. 

My worse fears were realized while my ass was in his lap, my palms on the floor. Lube, like before, only this lube had a little heat to it. "I know you suffered from the ball rack and the hot shots but you haven't lived until you have to wear off the effects of icyhot to the balls. I think there are a few different products that have that effect, like the linament that they use on horses. I watched as a slave was slathered with it, balls, asshole, even the dick in chastity got a squirt; when the master smeared it on a dildo and fucked the slave with it I had to leave. The boy's screams  even disturbed me.  And I like a little pain with sex."

Pablo then put dildos in my hole, each a little bigger than the last. He fucked me with them, starting slow then gradually pounding them into me. I have to admit it wasn't all that terrible after I got used to it. Maybe this was his attempt at rewarding me. Nah! Pablo had already assured me my reward was to be an extra bowl of piss in the  afternoon. But this was almost as good as being fucked by his cock. 

My arms were aching from holding myself up while he played, but I knew any movement on my part would be regarded as disrespectful. I'd do anything to avoid more ball torture. 

"You have a sweet looking little asshole. 566. Well, I guess I mean that  "I" have a sweet little asshole to play with. I can spend hours on your ass, going from fucking it to stuffing it with fun stuff to filling it up with piss."

I'm trying not to listen to his diatribe and eke what little pleasure I can from his use of my ass. 

"I want to eat that little hole before I put anything in there, with strawberry flavored water as a douche I will go back and forth eating and fucking you all day. I'll bet I could fill that hole up with plenty to top off your meal. But first you need to learn to eat my ass. I have two friends coming over to see my new possession, my own slave, sex slave. And I want you to eat their asses like you've been doing it all your life. Karim loves having his ass eaten while his partner sucks his cock."

Strangers are going to have sex with me?!! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I'll bet this will be going on all day, I need to rest. . 

"You need to treat them like you treat me, do whatever they want you to do. Do not embarrass me in front of my friends."

Karim and Micah had slaves of their own, Pablo said they trained their slaves to eat ass for hours at a time. That gave me a shiver, my tongue and jaw will surely hurt like hell. I hope I'm not doing them both. 

When Pablo's two friends showed up they brought with them a person ( I assumed one of their slaves) who was chained and hooded. I noticed a chastity device, something was running down his leg. Cum? 

Yeah another slave. This is either going to be really bad or black out bad. I could only close my eyes and pray. 

Yeah, I had started praying.  Didn't care to whom, to anything or nothing. It calmed me thinking someone might be listening. 

"Well hi there, little 566? Is it?"  One of the friends said. Obviously I received no introductions. 

I didn't know if I was supposed to answer so I mustered the best smile and nod I could manage. 

"Stick out your tongue little one! "

I complied. 

"You're going to stick that as far up my ass as it'll go. I want you to suck all my boyfriend's cum out, yeah....a little snack for you. "

Laid on my back, I soon had a naked butt on my face. I didn't hesitate. Didn't want to incur Pablo's wrath for embarrassing him. I stuck my tongue in as far as I could and fucked his hole with it. I tasted the salty cum in my mouth, that was the first time I thought I'd puke. 

"Deeper you little shit, DEEPER!!"

I tried to get it in deeper, sucking and slurping as noisily as Pablo would expect. 

"Let me help you...."

I was punched in the stomach hard enough to take my breath away and now I knew I'd puke. 

"Deeper, and if you puke you're sucking it back up"

It had been ten minutes yet, and these friends were staying all day. 

This wasn't the first time I thought of ending it. Ending myself. At least I'll have something to concentrate on.