Welcome to the Hole House. It's the best little “holehouse” in Florida, where a man can come for a few drinks, and then cum in a fagboy's hole of his choice. Not like the faggot has one, my fag's aren't allowed any choices. They do whatever they're told, or I punish him in front of the other boys, and sell seats to my customers to watch how a real man can break a faggot's mind and spirit. I always make a spectacle of punishing one of my hoes, and always make sure it's posted on social media sites, to draw in the customers. Punishment nights make good money. All those drunk men feeling pumped from cheap booze and seeing a bitch beaten with a cane, yea, my boys work especially hard on those nights. They each might service as many as 20 johns that night, in about 3 hours time.
And my boys know just about anything that makes me money is allowed. One boy spent five hours getting fisted by ten college boys, each paid 350 an hour. Do the math, it's good money. Yea, the faggot cried, cried for days about his aching cunt. I just gagged his pathetic ass and beat him senseless, really made sure he had something to cry about. He doesn't complain anymore. And the scars on his ass cheeks have made him popular with a few very sadistic guys that pay real well to shred his mind and body.
Let me introduce myself, I'm Big Daddy J. J is for Johnson, family surname. I'm the owner of the Hole House, and my family's been turning fags into the proper slave boys they're born to be for over a 100 years now. I enjoy taking a boy and totally changing him for my purposes. Any boy will do, he doesn't have to be gay, he just has to be a pathetic faggot inside. My training will ensure he comes to terms with his proper place in life. A place of servitude and Bondage, a life of being nothing but a slave. And if he can't accept what he is meant to be, especially after all the expense and time, and kindness that is evident in my enslaving him, well, there's swamps everywhere.
I have decided to chronicle the tales of my hoes. How they became mine, what they went through to be trained, and the pleasures they have been gifted by me in my kindness of enslaving them. And it is a kindness. Fags aren't meant for a life of freedom and being seen as an equals. They're born pathetic, born weak willed and are meant to just let go and serve happily in a life of Bondage. I was born to gift faggots with the life of Bondage. I love my special skills that nature gave me, and I take my purpose seriously.
I currently have 4 fags in my stable. I had just unloaded a few, getting old and not very popular. However, there's places in other parts of the world where they are still profitable. Of course, now I can take a road trip and find a couple new boys. Fresh holes are very profitable. Extremely profitable if I sell the right to take the fag's virginity. Men will start a bidding war to take a boy's virgin hole for the first time, especially if they can act on their own sadistic fantasies.
I told my hoes I have intentions of chronicling their lives, and that they should be grateful I am taking my personal time to even make a record of their pathetic and worthless lives. They seemed excited, however, I can care less. They can even say no, haha. As if! They're smart boys, they just said thank you Sir, and continued with their chores. If any one of them had said anything negative, I'd just back hand the slut. Fags should be grateful, always. Fags should never express any negativity towards a superior male. Yes Sir is all a fag should say, right?
The Hole House is an old southern style plantation home, big beautiful columns up front. Wrap-around porch, two stories. I spent millions on refurbishing the place, making rooms for all kinds of kinks. And making a bunkroom out back for the fags. More like a big cell really, they can't get out. I chain them inside it before locking them in. Sometimes I even chain one to the bed he'll be using for the day. Can't risk a faggot getting loose. It's not that I'm worried he will get away, he can't, not barefooted and naked, however, the stupid slut can get hurt. That cost money. I hate spending money on what makes me money, know what I mean? Fags should be grateful i feed them so well, as it is. Food ain't cheap. Maybe I should start feeding them kibble!
In a day I'm heading out to the Midwest, passing through Alabama up towards Tennessee. Maybe find a cute southern fagboy, you know, the kind that has a cute southern country boy accent and can suck a cock like a fish sucks water. I like feeling my toes being pulled up through my cock when getting sucked, balls deep too. Hopefully the bitch will need throat training too. That's a plus for me. I get off training a boy to get fucked in his mouth and throat. That really breaks a boy's spirit. Breaking a boy is a necessary evil in this business. Fags fantasize about being turned into useful whores for a man, but then when reality hits, they decide it ain't their cup of tea. I just make the boy drink a cup his own piss and tell him to shut the fuck up, princess, I ain't your mommy! Then I really start in on wrecking his weak ass mind. Funny how drinking its piss can make a bitch even more pathetic and needy of more abuse. Gawd I love enslaving those useless whores and giving them some value in life.
So, that's about it for now. Stay tuned for more chapters to be released, like I said, I'm gonna go hunt down some new talent. It'll be a fun adventure, so stay tuned.
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