In the Organization's suite at the posh Los Angeles hotel, Roberto paced
back and forth while his charge, the Latino boy singer, knelt naked on the
floor, wondering why his master seemed so distraught.
Six hours later Scott's voice was little more than a breeze blowing through
a rusty screen door. He lay in a heap, opening and closing his mouth like a
fish out of water dying in the afternoon sun. His mind was hallucinating.
The Old Lieutenant stood before the two, cocks still standing up. "Ahhhh, look what I found" he said, as he walked forward to take out his sword. It was a gleaming silver, even in the dark light.
And the creeps continued to degrade him at every chance. They slapped his
face and punched his balls and tore at his nipples as they fucked his mouth
and ass.
Ben is shuffling through various government papers for some documents. "Ah!, there it is!" he said, as he walked towards the time machine. Ben was a chemist in the National Time Travel Corporation.
C took his boy for a change of clothes. If they were going to travel together he had a specific idea in mind. Once they got into James' room C turned the young man around.
A twist on the wife-sharing theme in that a gay guy fancies his straight mate and end up in a threesome with his girlfriend just to get his hands on him. Little does he know that the girlfriend has her own interests.
I stand here staring into the mirror knowing that I should recognize the person looking back at me, but I keep drawing a blank. Who am I? How did I get here? Where did I come from? I only have bits and pieces. I should say that I'm only allowed bits and pieces. My name is Toy or Pussy or Cuntboy or Pussyface or cumdump, whatever I am told for the time, for the day. I am at the mercy of my handler
In another part of the same room Jeff, the junior controller, was in his own
predicament. When they stripped him and put him on the table it was
discovered that he was "concealing" a rather large butt plug.
I usually go to the gym several days a week if I can. This day I did my reps, squats and other calisthenics. It had been a good workout, and I was sweaty, and looked forward to taking a hot
shower.
James comes over to my place to make some money posing for pictures and finds he enjoys the whole experience very much. At the end he is ready to come back for more.
Caleb wanted Riff to teach him lots and lots more sex stuff; instead this was more like "Naked Boot Camp."...... with lots of sex, and punishment. Caleb couldn't figure out why the most degrading, humiliating activities made his dick so hard. Somewhere, somehow, Caleb's cock had "jumped ship." IT WAS MUTINY!!
"He's oozing fuck out his ass! Look Don, Cyril must have given him one hell of a stuffing!" Jeff had his fingers in my crack and I just lay there .....
Riff becomes Caleb's teacher. The subject: How to be the very best faggot you can be, AND anyone who doesn't respect you, because you're queer, can go straight to hell. You'll even wave Goodbye as they tumble into the devil's waiting arms. Then Satan introduces you to your new "demon fuck buddy" John. WOW! John's even got a tail, but Uh Oh, John's a Top and as you will discover, so are you.
This is Part 4, Chapter 4, whatever of a novel. This will not be a 25 chapter, endless story that wears out its welcome. There's more, but it's for a second book, if there's a call for it.