Captive in Enemy Land

by Submissive Boy

17 Sep 2017 4982 readers Score 7.9 (34 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


Captive in Enemy Land

Mahares and Nomallo have been two neighbouring countries at war since many years. All attempts at peace between the two nations have been met with failure. The two countries have a bad history of bloodshed, raging violence and hatred. I am a shepherd living in Mahares in the town just near the border. It is a marshy area, thus, there is no wall or any signpost indicating where Mahares ends and the land of Nomallo begins. I am a twenty-one year old young boy. I am tall and slim. My body resembles more slim and gentle like a girl and not sturdy and muscular like a boy. I live alone and poor. People here mock me for my torn and dirty dress and my slim posture. I feel quite lonely and isolated in this town.

One day, I was roaming the grasslands with my sheep. Suddenly, a wolf cried in the distance and my sheep terrified by the sound, ran away. Since, they were my only means of livelihood, I ran after them. In doing so, I did not realize where I was and where I was headed to. I simply ran for a long time. Tired, I reached a spot where the land was open and surrounded by grass. Suddenly, I heard voices behind me and I turned to look behind.

Two soldiers, tall and well built, were standing right behind me. From their uniform, I figured out that they were from Nomallo. I wondered what these two were doing in my country. One of them said, “Who are you and what the hell are you doing in our country?”. Then, all of a sudden it hit me. I was in Nomallo and I had not realized with all the running. I said, “I am sorry, I was chasing my sheep and I came here by mistake. I shall go back to my own land.” The other soldier said, “Do you take us for a fool? You are a spy from Mahares! We shall take you to our commander and he will decide what is to be done with you”. I tried to explain them the truth but they would not listen. They tied my hands and held me by the arms and dragged me to their commander.

They took me to a prison nearby and I saw the commander. He was tall, muscular, bulky and bald. He had a really mean and stern look in the eyes. He looked like a soldier. The two guys who dragged me here said, “Sir, we found him lurking near the border. He seems like a spy from Mahares”. The commander said, “Lock him in the jail. I shall be with him in sometime”. I was taken to one of the dingy lockups and was thrown in there.

After an hour or so, the commander came to my jail. He looked at me for quite sometime, then gave a wicked smile. “You are from Mahares, the country we hate the most. You might be a spy or assassin for all I know. Since, you could be a great danger for us and you might be concealing weapons under your clothes, I command you to strip all your clothes. You can keep your underwear on though”. I had no idea how the mighty commander would call a puny boy like me a great danger. But in a small dark prison in an enemy land, I was nobody to argue. I did as he told me to. I removed all my clothes and was only in my underwear.

I was wearing a white underwear and it was small and tight as it was the only underwear I was wearing since a long time. I grew but my boyish underwear remained as it was. I was feeling embarrassed and humiliated  to be almost naked in front of strangers in an enemy land. But I was comforted by the fact that I was not completely naked. I could not even imagine that horrific thought. (I had no idea that the nightmare would turn into reality soon!)

The commander was looking at me in a lustful way. It felt weird being ogled and stared at by a complete stranger and someone much stronger than I was. After sometime he said, “Rest tonight, from tomorrow I shall begin your interrogation”. He left. I was given dinner and I slept uncomfortably that night in my cot, wearing almost nothing, feeling vulnerable and scared.

The next morning, a guard woke me up and without letting me use the toilet, led me to a black door. He opened it and told me to go inside. There were dim lights in the room. What I saw in the room gave me goosebumps!!!

There were two chains dangling in the middle of the room. In the corner, there was a small bed, and from its edges, chains stretched out. The commander was sitting in a chair in the middle surrounde by a few man. He said, “Ah, here you are pretty boy! Come here”. I shivered and went near him. “Grab the boy and chain him to the ceiling!” was what he said. Before I could say anything, two guards caught me by the arm and tied them, one to each chain. After chaining my wrists securely, the commander said, “You look even more pretty with your hands chained. You know what would make you look the prettiest?”. I shrugged. He said, “You do not look comfortable boy. Let me make you feel comfortable. Why don’t we remove the pretty boy’s underwear?”. I was shocked beyond anything. The commander edged his hands closer to my underwear and felt the elastic of my underwear. He then slid it down to my feet and removed it effortlessly. I was now completely naked. He signaled two guards and they spread my legs and chained my ankles to pegs. The commander looked at me and smiled. My cheeks turned bright red. I was extremely embarrassed. He proceeded to touch my cock and balls. “Look what we have here”, he said feeling my naked genitals. I was turning red every moment with shame.

He said, “Why don’t you men excuse us for sometime. I would like to be alone with him”. The men left. It was now only the commander and me. The commander said, “I know boy you are not a spy. A pretty boy like you cannot even make a decent spy. I inquired all about you and I know that you are a lonely shepherd back in your stinking country. Apparently, the counsel of your town showed no interest in getting you back as they do not want to get in the unnecessary long process of filing legal documents and stuff just to get a stinking pretty loner like you back into Mahares. So you are now truly my captive in this jail. However, as per Government policy, I am only allowed to interrogate you for an hour, and as they do not interfere in interrogation methods, I can keep you naked in this room for an hour everyday. I shall be called Master by you while you are chained here as my naked captive. I hate your country so much boy that I spit at your people”. Saying that, he spit on my face. “You shall show me respect and obedience and shall do your piss and plops in front of me. First, I would like to give you an enema boy to clean the filth which Mahares boys live in.”

He called his men and they gave me an enema. They made me defecate into a cup and then pee on the same cup. I was feeling naked, humiliated and vulnerable in front of the men from my enemy land. From the land I so much hate. Yet somewhere in me, I was enjoying the feeling of being naked and humiliated in front of the men from Nomallo. I got a burning passion, a feeling which I never felt before as a lonely boy back in my home land. Naturally, my cock got erect. My master(the commander) was quick to notice.

“So you are liking it boy, very good. That is what I expected from a lonely boy from Mahares. Now the hour is almost over so guards, unchain the boy and make him wear his underwear. That is all he shall be wearing from now on when not in the interrogation room” he smiled.

I was fed and watered. In the night, I was so excited from all the events of the day, that I jerked off and then had a peaceful, satisfied sleep. The next day, in the interrogation room, I was stripped naked again, given an enema and then caned with a baton from the guards on my buttocks and genitals. While I was being caned and disciplined, my Master was sniffing my underwear. He seemed to take a keen interest in me. I started to like that. At the end of the hour, my buttocks and genitals were red from all the beating. My master took some time feeling my genitals and buttocks, then released me from the room.

The third day, I was given a bath by the guards, spanked and then fucked by my Master and all the guards. I was squirming with pleasure and I felt alive as I had never felt before. My master knew it and seemed satisfied. It continued like that for two weeks.

One day my master told me in the interrogation room, “Boy, these wretched legal system will never allow me to see you naked more than an hour every day. Thus, I have decided to take you somewhere else where you will be all mine.” I got really scared but in my heart, I was dancing with pleasure. Everything was well arranged. My master wrote a letter to the Government of Nomallo saying that I was a really dangerous and high profile spy and I needed to be taken to Greg County Correctional Facility to be interrogated harshly. The Government agreed and I was taken out of the prison in my underwear and led to the back of the police van. My master and a few of his guards from the prison were chosen to escort me to the ‘Correctional Facility’. My hands were cuffed above my head and I was sitting in the van. While in the van, I was sexually abused and humiliated by the guards and I was forced to suck their cocks and swallow their piss and cum.

After sometime, the van parked at a spot and the guards led me out of the van to a nice house in the woods. It was a completely isolated house. As soon as I got in, my master commanded the men to snatch my underwear and hand it over to him and to chain me. My hands were chained to the ceiling and my legs were chained to two short pegs and thus, I stood completely naked and spread apart for my master and his men to see me like this and enjoy the lovely sight.

My master said, “Boy, this is my house. It is completely surrounded by woods and thus, isolated from the surroundings. You shall be kept here as my captive and you shall be kept naked at all times. You shall be my Naked Boy. You shall serve your master and his men 24 x 7. I have designed a schedule for you and that schedule will be your life from now on.” I could not have felt happier.

And thus, the schedule began. In the mornings, I would be woken up, and taken to the toilet by my master’s men where I will be given an enema first. Then, I would be bathed by the men and at sharp 10:00 AM, I was to be taken to the living room, had my wrists and ankles chained, my body completely spread, thus, standing completely naked and on display and that is how I was to be presented to my master. Then my master and his men would ogle me, laugh, fondle with my hands, my genitals, my buttocks, my asshole, my legs and whatever part of body was left. Then I would be fed. Afternoon was my ‘Discipline Time’. I would be spanked on the buttocks by one of his men with different straps every day, sometimes light and sometimes hard. All the while my master would be sitting in a chair in front of me and watch me. The evening was my ‘Fitness Time’ where I would be taken to a room which was made a gym and had to workout with the men in order to keep me fit and beautiful. Then I would be once again fed and then the night time would be ‘Play Time’. I was chained in various positions and would be fucked by master and his men. I had to suck their cocks and swallow their cum and piss. My whole body would drip in cum. Sometimes, I was tied up with my arms and legs bound to the ceiling, sometimes, I was suspended by my arms and kept in midair while everyone would fuck me.

I started to feel as if there was a certain purpose to my life which had now found its true meaning. While I would be chained, spanked and fucked, my master would watch me and I could see a warmth in his eyes. Very soon, the men also got fond of me due to my unbound obedience and discipline. Everybody would see to it that I was properly fed and watered. The men took great care of me. I remembered back in Mahares, I never got any attention from the girls due to the fact that I was poor and broke. The villagers would never be kind to me. I was an outcast for them. And here, I was given complete attention and I got quite fond of it. I was in love with my new life as my master’s naked boy and felt that all my needs were now complete.

Then one morning after I was bathed and chained, my master looked at me and told me, “Boy, Mahares and Nomallo have signed an agreement. Both the countries would release each other’s prisoners as a part of the agreement. Your name is in the agreement too and hence, tomorrow, you become a free man. You shall wear your clothes back and I shall escort you to the prison where a bus would be waiting for you to take you back home. Your time as my naked boy has come to an end.” I was heartbroken. All the men too became grim on hearing those words. I tried to look into my master’s eyes but he would not look at me. After he sometime he said, “But for today you are still my naked captive, thus, we shall all live this day to remember. ” He looked at me and smiled. I smiled too though I was too upset to say anything.

Throughout the day, I was abused, spanked, humiliated and fucked. By the midnight, my buttocks were red and sore but my body still kept asking for more. It was the greatest night I ever had in my whole life. The night felt more memorable than any of my birthdays.

The next morning, I was woken up, given an enema and bathed. Then all of us gathered in the living room where my master handed me my underwear, the same underwear that was taken away from me, when I stepped foot here first. Then I was given clothes to wear and then my master sat me in a jeep and drove. His men bade me farewell. He drove all the way to the prison where the bus was waiting.

We got out of the jeep and he handed me all the necessary travel documents including my Passport, the letter from the Government of Mahares etc. I looked at him. I could see the tears in his eyes but he never said a word. I started walking forward. I was finally getting my freedom for which I had craved on the day when I was caught. However, a thought occurred to me while I was walking.

I could go back to my home and live a free and independent life as a lone shepherd. I would get to wear clothes, live the way I want. But being my master’s captive, I realized that freedom is not about wearing clothes and living alone, it is about doing what you love. I had never felt more free than I felt in my master’s house.

I had to choose, clothed slavery or naked freedom? The choice was easy to make.

I turned and saw my master still looking at me. I saw a river nearby and threw all my documents into the water. My master was dumbstruck. I walked over to him and said, “I do not have any documents and thus, I have no identity. My country will not accept me without the documents. I cease to exist for the world and thus, you can do whatever you want to me and nobody would ever know or care.” My master looked at me and then he smiled. He held my face in his hands and said, “Do you really want to be my naked boy?” I smiled, “From now on, I shall always be your naked boy.” And we were both beaming. I was taken back to his house. His men were gratified to see me. My master commanded me to strip. I bade goodbye to my clothes that bound me to the society and handed my underwear to my master. And so this is how I became a captive in the enemy land. And thus, I lived happily naked ever after!!!!