Enviro Regime

Derek’s torture night

The next day, Alex was leading Thomas by his cock leash to the main mansion. Where his single dad lived alone. Opening the unlocked sliding doors, they went inside. They found Derek running on the treadmill, only wearing a loose pair of basketball shorts with sports shoes. Alex tied Thomas’s leash onto one of the chairs in the living room.

“Hey dad, do you have any old litter boxes left? It gets cold outside at night and I get lazy. I was gonna ask for a dog bowl but turns out Clit loves eating off the floor.”

“I should do son, check the basement.”

Alex left to check and that left Thomas to ogle at Derek’s milky smooth abs dripping with sweat.

Derek got off the treadmill with a “phew”. The man sat down taking his shoes off, exposing manly delicate looking feet like Alex’s.

Thomas got hard. Derek then wiped himself with his towel, taking his shorts off, exposing his think cut dick, it must have been around eight inches when erect.

It was smaller than Thomas’ but still big, that light pink mushroom tip mesmerised Thomas. But as for Derek, the man completely ignored the fact Thomas was there. He truly was like the house dog, nobody minded being naked in front of a dog.

When Derek looked his way, he was enraged, “Hey! You little shit!” Derek rushed to Thomas who got scared, and tugged Thomas off the carpet.

“What? What happened?” Alex said just coming to the room with a litter box in his hands. “Your dog just made a mess on my Persian rug.” Derek pointed at the copious amounts of pre cum puddled on the expensive rug.  

“Aww, you must have made his front tail wag somehow, that means he really likes you. Tell you what. I have to go to an overnight college trip tonight anyway.

 How about you take Clit? Give him a walk, or punish him whatever and I’ll pick him up tomorrow?

I found the litter box by the way, so just set it up on the balcony for him in case he needs a poo poo. How about it?” Derek was reluctant but agreed and Alex had left Thomas with his dad.

Just as they saw Adam’s car drive off later that night, Derek suddenly stepped on Thomas’ cock with his barefoot.

“Boy, you have no idea what you’re in for.”

Saying that he tugged on Thomas’s cock leash bringing Thomas straight to the bedroom. He picked Thomas up and tossed him on the bed, inspecting him.

“First, let me get familiar with my new doggie,” Derek said and started giving Thomas a thorough frisk. Shoving his fingers in Thomas’s mouth checking his teeth and gums, he checked Thomas’s feet, every single toe to the sole, dipped his hand in Thomas’s belly button, retracted his foreskin and checked if his son was keeping his dogs, mushroom tip clean.

Finally, Derek explored the slave’s hole, feeling Thomas’s taint and crease, gently touching Thomas’s puckered cunt lips. Thomas felt completely exposed under Derek’s gaze, he had violated Thomas without even needing to penetrate him. Thomas’s dick was leaking uncontrollably now, and hard as a flagpole.

“Ah, the infamous donkey cock,” Derek said stroking it.

“You know boy, I wanted to breed you ever since you and my son became friends. To think you’re our property now! To take as we see fit.”

While Derek talked his bell end broke past Thomas’s sphincter’s resistance. His eight inch cock plunged into Thomas. Soon after violently pounded into him. The sluts, front tail didn’t stop wagging and leaking the entire fuck.

Derek finished inside Thomas and picked him up again, taking him to the balcony outside. They were high up, and the full moon was out.

Facing the cold air, Derek pressed Thomas up against the railing pounding back into him again with the slaves cock sticking out the gap in the railing raining cum down on the lawn from the anal overstimulation.

Derek picked Thomas up again. This was becoming a thing.

This time Derek let his dick stay inside the cumdump. He, went outside and bunged Thomas against the grass, breeding his bitch. The next few hours Derek spent pounding Thomas on different surfaces in different positions.

The front with a leg up, doggy style, at one point he even had have foot inside Thomas’s ass, giving the bitch multiple orgasms.

When Derek was finally done for the moment he pulled out of Thomas. No words were exchanged. Thomas was being used – hard and simple. His fact of life.

They were on the kitchen island where Derek’s latest nut in Thomas’s cunt got pumped in when Derek saw copious amounts of sperm trying to leak out of Thomas.

“Not gonna happen buddy,” he yanked Thomas’s fat mushroom tip and stretched it downwards around his taint, then teased the bitch’s hole with his own dick.

Then gleefully giving it a firm push Derek penetrated Thomas with his own cock. Thomas winced, he was thicker that Derek, so it stung even more.

Derek pushed in as much of Thomas’s donkey cock that could fit inside his own well used cunt. It gave Derek perverse joy, being able to play with someone like this. He also realised this elegant solution stopped the bitch's incessant leaking and kept his owners cum inside him.

Happy, Derek looked at the tired slave, his former rich best friend’s beautiful boy. He grew up to be such a hunk, and now could only be their property. His future could have been so bright.

*** 

Derek put Thomas on the kitchen floor, he got a bowl and put in two dried instant noodle cakes in there. The hunky man then put the bowl in front of Thomas - who was happy to be finally getting some food. He was starving after being brutalised for a solid five hours on every surface Derek could find.

"Here boy, I'm just leaving your dinner to marinate before I give you a quick clean," Derek said and with a shit eating grim he lowered the big bowl till it was under his stubby flaccid dick. Derek started to unleash his pee; the stream only finished after the two cakes were floating in Derek’s personal yellow soup.

Thomas said nothing, knowing was not his place to tell his master what to feed him. Derek put the bowl on the floor to, start its 'marination' process. Which apparently was the noddles literally absorbing Derek's hot man piss. Derek grabbed Thomas’ butt cheek and dragged it till Thomas’ hole was over his eating bowl.

"Can't forget seasoning from my special little boy, can I?” Derek said and tugged Thomas’ cock out which unfurled, dangling.

His mushroom tip splashed inside the bowl in the warm piss. Derek’s accumulated cum oozed out of his cunt right into his dinner, just now realising what Derek meant by seasoning.

He was made to stay there while more cum escaped his ass, while Derek put his dinner in the oven. When Derek came back, he looked at the bowl, seeing a lot of his white cream in the bowl he was satisfied. He finished his concoction by using Thomas's long cock to stir the mixture.

"Hmm, it looks yummy and at at least this cock as some use," Derek laughed and with that took the slave back up to his bedroom quickly cleaning him up in his ensuite, paying attention to his cunt the most cleaning it spotless. Which was quickly followed by his horse cock and feet.

With Thomas dry he left Thomas on the hardwood floors of his bedroom, next to the mini living room which had a black sofa, facing a TV, with the entire perpendicular wall made from glass leading to the balcony.

When Derek got back he put his dinner plate of the other seat of the two seat sofa, turned the TV on to watch the game, looking at the TV he took the piss and cum soaked noddles that had absorbed all of that soup in them in his hands and splat them on the floor. Eventually turning the bowl upside down, putting it on the other side.

Thomas looked at the noodles while Derek was already reclining on the couch eating his dinner.

He didn’t want to eat that, but he was starving, and his traitorous hard dick thought it was a great idea.

He dug in; it was hard eating slippery noodles off the floor with just his mouth. But he kept at it until he had finished his meal. Now curled up on his side on the floor watching the game. It had been a long time since he had got to watch TV. 

"Hey boy, why don’t you get some dessert?" Derek said as he took his sweats off.

Now completely naked too, Derek slid down the sofa and spread his legs on an angle that exposed his hole. Thomas was made to kneel in front, of it looking at Derek in this compromising position gave him a shudder of pleasure. Derek put his hand at the back of the slave throat as he directed his mouth to his hole.

Derek enjoyed the eating out he got from the former stud while he watched the game.

"Hey, papa doesn’t want to get up and miss the game, I'm making some delicious chocolate ice cream just for my favourite boy," Derek said after twenty minutes of Thomas’ eating out had relaxed his asshole.

Derek cheekily started squeezing his first log out. He held on to Thomas’ head with his hairy power thighs. His thick stubby dick that was resting on Thomas’ thick mop of golden blonde hair was getting hard as he got to do something so taboo with his son’s childhood friend and his old target of lust.

Thomas struggled futilely as Derek’s shit entered his mouth.

"Good boys chew their food,” Derek admonished and Thomas reluctantly started chewing.

Derek knew he was doing it out of his need to please manly men. He loved his slave had such a little submissive streak to him.

He was giddy as he watched the game, while he shat in his slaves’ mouth, this was so convenient. He was missing out not having gotten one before, he would have to find ways of taking the boy away from his some more often.

He made his slave clean his hole after his shit, this was so environmentally friendly saving water and toilet paper, he should write a scientific paper on the virtues of using slaves as toilets, he'd probably be awarded a Nobel for that in this era, he thought chuckling to himself.

The game finished and Derek took Thomas out to the balcony to his litter box. It was cold and they were both buck naked.  So, he helped his little guy along and pressed Thomas’ big frame to his chest. Thomas’ cock pointing downward towards the kitty litter.

He massaged Thomas’ donkey cock till it released his stream of piss. He squeezed the droplets out giving Thomas no say in the matter, Thomas felt completely dependent on his master, now fully submitting himself to Derek's authority. Derek then made Thomas squat over the box, Thomas’ legs were too long to be on the box so he made Thomas kneel on his knees legs spread wide and slid the box right between them

"Shit now, boy", Derek commanded his slave.

Thomas had his head down concentrating his dick was hard again curved and gently bobbing in the wind. Derek smiled gently caressing Thomas’ head and ears like a proud dad, as Thomas let out his long turds accompanied by cute little grunts making a pile on the litterbox.

Thomas finished his potty in 5 minutes, at which point Derek took him back inside.

Thomas stopped on the floor next to the bed curling up but was interrupted by Derek.

"Nonsense, Thomas, get up here" Derek pulled Thomas up to the bed, where Derek first put him on his back, flat on the bed.

"I've wanted to do this for a while", Derek said as he took Thomas’ donkey cook to the root. He gave Thomas a long, sweet blow job, swirling his tongue around Thomas's massive head Thomas clutching the mattress was not prepared for a blow job as he saw his cock disappearing inside his master’s throat deep into Derek's oesophagus, the man had no gag reflex. Thomas blew his load deep down Derek’s throat sweating and panting, collapsed on the bed.

"Ahh, that hit the spot, Derek said as he got on his side behind Thomas and scooped Thomas in his arms cuddling Thomas’ taller frame tightly who had butterflies in his stomach.

Derek adjusted his cock that was nestled against Thomas’ buns to penetrate the hole he now owned.

Using the remains of Thomas’ shit to slide right in. He gave Thomas’ cheek a kiss as he turned the lights off, and went to sleep, finally getting to taste, Thomas Elms getting thoroughly addicted.

Thomas also fell asleep with a well fucked pussy.

(This one is really controversial. Was in a complete mood when I wrote it – skip if you’re faint of heart. The story gets a exciting turn in next chapter.)