Date: Thu, 6 Feb 2014 10:04:17 -0600 From: charles Turner Subject: Captive chapter XXVI CAPTIVE XXVI "Do a complete grooming of the two Boxers then we will see how Rover and Fifi are doing." Weldon clipped the leash on Charlie to the wire run and took Roger with him to gather the shampoo, toe nail clippers and towels. The Boxer sniffed at each of the pens they passed greeting each of the dogs with a waggle of his butt and a yelp that sounded like a tiger's huff. The Boxer wanted to explore the rest of the barn but Weldon wouldn't leave him go. They were in the tack room when Roger started barking in warning. Weldon couldn't believe there was anything to beware of so he con-tinued gathering the supplies he needed. When he turned to return to the shower he ran directly into Paul and Willie. The shock had made him leave go of the Boxer's leash and the dog tried getting between them but Willie swung some type of club and knocked the Brindle to the floor. "It's the piss boy! I think we found the right place, Willie. This must have been where they brought me, the home of the piss boy. "So you were the one to brand my ass, piss boy? I should have known, you and that fucker you were doing on the wrestling team. Where is he, piss boy? Did he leave you out here with all the dogs?" "What the Hell are you doing here, Paul? Did you come back to let Sparky fuck you again?" Weldon was scared to face the two larger boys but he wasn't going to let them intimidate him even though they had just disabled the big Boxer and looked about to do the same to him. "You know why I'm here piss boy. I'm going to get my turn at that sweet little ass of yours. You think fucking me was fun, this is going to be fun for me." "You loved getting fucked. You never lost your hard-on the entire time we fucked you or when Sparky was cumming in your ass. If you don't leave you are going to end up losing the other ball. I'm sure Sparky would be happy to have another snack." "It's not going to be me losing his balls today, piss boy. I should have given you a sex change the first time I cut you. So you have a scar, guess what? When I leave here today I'm going to be carrying a dick and two balls in my bag. You are going to be turned into the bitch you want to be." Donny had heard the yelling and was rushing to Weldon's side when he saw Willie holding a club on his shoulder and Paul holding what looked like a machete. Not wanting to endanger Weldon more he backed away and took a few moments to think about what could be done. The brindle Boxer laying on the ground had made him understand that this was not a mere shouting match the invaders were engaged in, Weldon was in real trouble. He went to get Ray from his imprisonment and to get the two Wolfhounds and the Akita. Willie was a dangerous street fighter and given a weapon like the club he carried he could hold his own against a half dozen guys with just fists. Although he hated to do it he had Ray get the shotgun from the house and a few loaded shells. While that was happening he walked around the outside of the barn and reentered from the opposite end so he could release Ron. The Quaker boy would probably be useless if it came to a real fight but his presence would add to the force that he wanted to show Paul and Willie. He wished he was inside the tack room; there were whips and chains that he could use in a fight with the two city boys. On the outside he had little besides the gun he didn't want to use. He knew he could turn the dogs loose but that Willie would use the club against them as he had against Roger. He and Weldon had not been practicing their fighting skills since Weldon had returned from jail. He hoped the boy still remembered enough to defend himself when the action that was soon to come started. With a boy on each side holding onto one or two dogs Donny advanced towards the tack room and a confrontation he had assumed would never come. The fear he should have been feeling was replaced with a growing anger that his farm had been invaded with the purpose of physical harm to his lover if not himself. They were still in the aisle when Paul stepped out of the tack room with Weldon in front, the sharp edge of the machete tucked under his balls. "Drop the weapons. If you don't Willie is going to feel the power of scatter shot when it hits him in the head. I'm not going to play these castration games with the pair of you. Let my boy go and you can leave the farm as you are. If you don't get moving this is going to get real messy." Weldon hoped that Paul was listening so he tried pushing the arm whose hand was holding the machete. Paul didn't budge. Even the deep growl from the Akita didn't seem to be fazing him. "The first mess will be this boy's dick and balls on the floor. So why don't you get rid of that gun while he is in one piece. If you don't care whether he has a dick I guess you can see if I'm serious. You bastards left me one ball; I'm not feeling as generous. "Ray you suckered me out here so you'll be next. Looking at you with a collar and tail I think you will be pleased to lose what God gave you. What are you? A slave to these dogs? A queer? "Do you want to suck Willie and my dicks? Or are you like piss boy, wanting us to give you a shower in our waste?" "Quit playing around, Paul. Just slice those balls off and we can get out of this faggot place. I'm getting the creeps being around all this shit." "Get him to quit pointing that gun at my head and I'll do it." "Fuck this! I'm leaving, you can come with me or you can stay and have all the dogs fuck you for all I care. I'm not going to die for you to get back at these queers." "You go anywhere and I'll tell everyone in town how you have been fucking your little brother." "Fuck you!" Willie was not a guy you wanted mad at you. Turning on Paul he swung the club in his hand hitting him in the shoulder hard enough that he dropped the machete and his hold on Weldon. The boy hardly moved a step and with a perfectly executed leg sweep dropped Paul beside the Boxer that had begun to stir. "Keep those dogs away from me or I'll come back with my friends and kill them all." Willie was holding the club with both hands as he backed down the barn aisle until he reached the doorway and ran up the hill towards the fields over which they had come to find the barn. "So, what do we do with this idiot?" Weldon had picked up the machete and had rested the sharp blade against Paul's neck. "Ray, Ron take his clothes off. I want to see what our operation left him with." The doctors had done a fair job of repairing his ball sac but it was obvious to anyone looking that the boy only had one ball and that the job had not been professionally done. "Donny we can't hurt him any more. He's paid enough for what he did to me. Anything we do would be criminal." Weldon had finally gotten over the attempt by Paul and Sparky to rape him and just wanted to move on. "Put him with Sparky in one of the remaining stalls while we decide what to do." Donny hadn't put the gun down and as the other boys got Paul up from the floor he held it aimed at the boy. Walking behind them the brands they had burned into his ass were visible and clearly marked Paul as an animal lover. "I doubt Sparky will be happy to see him after the last few days." All the boys laughed at what wasn't really funny. "Well, at least now the stud knows exactly what to do with boy ass and Paul won't have any trouble getting the dick he wanted everyone else to take." Sitting around the kitchen table after they had tended to the Boxer the boys couldn't come to a conclusion about what they should do with Paul. If they turned him over to the police he was bound to tell what they had done to him the first time he's been in the barn. If they let him go free he was sure to come back and cause more trouble. They even considered turning him over to his parents but it didn't seem like a feasible solution. Ray and Ron both sought to get Donny to forgive them for their behavior the previous evening. He was not ready to give up on their punishment and left the tails in place when he fed them dinner, once more on the floor. Having had dinner Weldon returned to the Boxers and groomed them as thoroughly as he had the rest of the dogs. Unaware that he was being watched he slipped under Charlie still standing in the shower and sucked his dick until the dog began to growl that he had as much as he could stand. Putting the second dog in a pen he looked in on Paul and Sparky to find the boy and dog sitting at opposite corners of the stall staring at each other. Did it mean that they had screwed or was Paul abusing the animal to keep him away? There was nothing Weldon was willing to do for Paul so he turned off the lights in the barn and went to the kitchen once more. In the cabin Donny was working the boys again. At first Weldon thought one of them had pissed on the floor and Donny had them licking it up but he then saw Donny holding onto the pup, quietly scolding him. He had made them lick up dog piss and they were both doing it without complaining? He had gone to Donny's side to pet his pup when a quick glance across the room let him see that Donny had taken the quirt to both boys. Their rumps were scored with red welts and looked sore. "Should we just forget about living here and having a breeding farm? It seems no matter what we do Paul is going to try ruining it for us. We're putting a lot of money into this and we have yet to have a dollar come back." "That right. We've had three guests and what do we have? Not one dollar in the till. We need to start charging the people that show up here." "Weldon, we received something from each of them. Ben gave me an 'A', his brother let us have another dog and Larry has helped us with the building and other problems we might have. Still, I agree we need to start bringing in some money or what we got from the pigs is going to be gone and we're not going to be doing anything." "We haven't got the money from the county jail yet. That should help us finish what we have planned for now shouldn't it?" "That is your money. I've agreed to let you do the pool and hot tub, but the rest of it needs to go in the bank in case you ever need it." "If I'm living here, why would I ever need it?" "Grow up. Someday I may what to get rid of you. Or you may not be able to stand me any longer. Everything is fine now, but who knows what the next few years may bring. "Did you give Paul anything to eat?" It had just occurred to Donny that they had eaten and the boy in the barn hadn't. "What? All there is in the barn is food for the horses and the dogs. Should I have given him some oats?" "Neigh. I think Grandpa had some cans of dog food somewhere. Look in the pantry, if there is give him one of them with a spoon. Let him know that is all he'll have to eat until we decide what to do with him." They had both gotten hard thinking about treating Paul like a dog and debated the idea of a spoon. Donny had backed off the idea but Weldon thought they should just give him the food in the can with a spoon or Sparky would eat it first. "How long are you going to punish Ron and Ray?" "Until they understand that they belong to me and are not to be taking advantage of the fact I allow them to live here. Don't start feeling sorry for them, they aren't getting any more than they deserve. If they don't soon get it, I'm going for the bull whip." The look of alarm from the two boys still licking the floor clean was enough to tell Weldon that the message was being received and they wouldn't be taking advantage of Donny again, soon. Weldon took the pup with him when he went to feed Paul. The young dog whined at the gate when he opened it to place an unopened can of Alpo, a can opener and a spoon inside. Paul glared at him with hatred as he was told his dinner was waiting for him. Punk tried to run down the aisle by himself. Outside of Jock's pen the pup started whining again. Weldon stopped to see why to find the pup and the older dog trading kisses like two dogs in love. He thought for a moment that he might put the pup in with Jock but decided the older dog would be punking the pup before the night was out if he did. "How long can we keep him in a stall like an animal? Don't you think his parents will come looking for him?" "We need to send them a text. Grab his phone. Okay, 'Mom went out to see a friend and I was invited to stay for a week or so. I really want to stay on the farm, they have a dog just like Sparky.' No permission asked, no names and no allusions to any trouble." Donny didn't know what to do with the boy but staying in a stall with his own former dog wouldn't hurt him much. He might even learn a thing or two about humility. "We'll be in town tomorrow. We ought to see if anyone was asking his friends about him or Willie said where he left him. But, I will want to get home fast if the doctor says 'okay'." Weldon had curled up next to Donny with his face pressed in an armpit and had no intentions of moving unless he was ordered to. "Do you really like having your nose and tongue there?" "I do. It would be better if you didn't wear deodorant but this is nice. I get to feel your heat and enjoy your smell." "Sometimes I think you were meant to be a dog not a human. Lick that pit clean while you're there." "Sir, may I clean your other arm pit, now?" Even with the taste of aluminum in his mouth he was happy to be licking Donny's sweat. Donny was reflecting on how lucky he was when the phone rang. It didn't ring often when he was in the evening so he was alarmed at first and then relaxed as Weldon handed him the phone. "Mr. Tibideaux, how can I help you?" "You sent me a four thousand dollar check? No it hasn't arrived. I would be happy to see that your brother has a good time when he comes to check on your Shepard. "Do you want him spending time with Jock or some of the others? Yes, we have a Great Dane. I just recently purchase two Boxers, too and I may be getting a second Dane tomorrow or the next day, your architect friend has a friend. You know that story, anyway the Dane may end up here if Larry can talk him into it. "For four thousand I'll make sure he is fucked by three or four dogs. He'll barely be walking when he leaves. "No, none of the boys are whores. The four thousand will only cover the dogs. Another two thousand if I give him a boy to fuck? Hell, if nobody else wants to make the money I'll let him fuck me with that pencil dick for two thousand dollars." Weldon was about to interrupt the conversation when Donny put a finger to his mouth to keep him quiet. "I'll be checking the mail. When should we expect your brother? Two or three days, would he like to spend the night locked up with one of the dogs? Okay, thank you." And the first cash transaction was complete. "So who do you think is going to give up their ass to that skinny man and his pencil dick?" Weldon certainly didn't want the man touching him and hoped that Donny wasn't going to order him to provide the service. "I was thinking that since we have Paul in the stall with Sparky he might be convinced to earn his keep." Both boys broke out in a gale of laughter that brought Ron and Ray scampering into the living room on the hands and knees to see what was happening. They didn't let the pair know what was happening or what had caused the laughter, Weldon was back in Donny's pit stifling his laughter in the deep fissure in the strong young muscles. The lovers went to bed early with Ron on the floor by Weldon's side and Ray on Donny's. After the boys had fucked they had their respective floor boy clean ass and dick before they finally lay down to sleep. Rather than allowing Weldon the first piss of the day both boys gave their floor boy the hot steaming fluid and a few minutes to lick their asses. After a second breakfast on the floor Donny took the boys into the bathroom and none too gently removed the butt plugs they had worn for twenty-five hours. With the tails protruding from their lips Ron and Ray crawled back to the kitchen to await Donny's orders. Sitting like dogs the two R's waited patiently as Donny looked at them sucking the ass juices from their partner's butt plug. "Ron, Ray I was very upset with you. I hope you have learned the lesson that neither of you has the right to impose your will upon me in any situation unless I have given you the go ahead. Yes the other night I allowed the three of you to take me any way you wanted while we were in the living room having laughs. But taking advantage of the situation by snapping picture and storing them on the cell phones so you think I will submit to blackmail is beyond the pale and I am not going to accept the idea you think I am weak enough to allow it. "Now that you know that, what do we do? The question is do you want to stay here or are you going to leave now that you have been punished? If you are going to stay you will be sex slaves, either vol-untarily or you can try to rebel and I will continually punish you until you break. What is it going to be boys?" "Ron, Ray if you decide to stay as sex slaves you will answer to me, also. I may be Donny's slave but I am also his partner and that leaves the two of you at the bottom of the barrel." Weldon hadn't cleared this with Donny but he wasn't going to have the two boys around the farm if they resented being slaves and thought he was a fair target of their anger. "Doesn't the fact we did what you've been telling us for the last twenty-four hours tell you our plan? We both wish to live here. Yes, I want to go to the art institute but if you want me to remain on the farm as a sex slave I will give up that dream." Ray was crying as he stuck the black rubber butt plug with tail back in his mouth. "Ron, speak for yourself." "Sir, I have another year of high school. I don't want to go out into the world and be at the whim of whomever I meet. Here I know that my dick will not be the reason I am allowed to go to bed with someone, well hopefully Ray. You know my willingness to do many things others would call disgusting, I appreciate that you prompt Ray and I to do those things we sometimes need approval to do. I will be a sex slave to you and Weldon if you will have me, sir." With the butt plug back in his mouth Ron lowered his head and rested it on Donny's foot. Ray took the hint and joined him on the other foot. "Stick those plugs back in your asses. If you are going to be slaves in this house you will be dog boy slaves. You will be wearing those collars all the time. You will have your tails in place when not being fucked. You will eat on the floor beside Punk. You will keep the kitchen floor clean with your tongues and you will eat out our asses when I tell you to. You will keep yourselves clean and prepared for sex. Whether it will be with my dick, Weldon's or servicing a dog you will have no excuse not to jump at the orders. "For the next week you will sleep where you slept last night and then for the following week you will each sleep with a different dog of my choice each night. If I'm pleased with the pair of you after two weeks I will let you know that you will be staying or if not I'll wish you well and say goodbye. "Put the plug in your mouth into your fellow slave's ass." Donny had raised his arm higher and pulled Weldon in further so there was no question in the boy's mind that he too was a slave. "Now get you mouths up here and suck our dicks. I want a nice slow blow job that lasts until, well lasts at least until we're interrupted." When the boys had taken both dicks Donny and Weldon began discussing how they were going to provide the six thousand dollar birthday party for Fred. How they were going to convince Paul to give up his ass for the teacher was the question for the morning. "If he doesn't like the Alpo we could promise him real food if he submits to that pencil dick." "Or we could deny him a few meals, promising him food after he gives his ass up. Or we "Ray, go get my phone off the table. It's the one ringing." "Sure, I'll be there after my doctor's appointment. Donny, the lawyer thinks he has the final agreement to explain to me. If I agree with what it says we go to court in three days to sign the court order and get the check." "So you'll be rich." "That's not enough to make me rich, but it will help us get this farm going. If we can start bringing in guests like Mr. Tibideaux we might be able to make 'Breed and Breakfast' a success." "We still need to figure out what to do with the prisoner in the barn. How could we have a breeding farm with him in the barn with the dogs? I don't know what we can do with him but it looks like it needs to be soon. If we are going to start having guests we can't have him yelling for help." "That really isn't the problem. We can gag him with something to keep him quiet, but what do we do when people come looking for him?" Weldon was more worried that Willie would come looking for Paul than anyone else. There was nothing that would bring the police on the property and he wouldn't be surprised that Paul's parents were glad to not have him hanging around. He had graduated and should be out working. "Are we going to have to kill him?" With all the ideas they had rejected Weldon was worried that they were getting desperately close to running out of possibilities. "What if we just keep him prisoner?" Donny was out of ideas, too. "Why don't you just blackmail him? If you were to take pictures of him with all the different dogs either in his mouth or ass and threaten to expose him if he made any more trouble he might leave you alone." Ray had taken the time to let Weldon's dick stand on its own and speak without being asked, he knew it could be trouble but he thought he had the answer they needed. Before either boy responded he had completely engulfed the dick he had been ordered to suck. "Ray, some days you are as stupid as a bed post and then there are times you cut through it all and come up with these brilliant ideas. You already tried the blackmail idea but we are in a better place to do that with Paul. He really doesn't want anyone to know about the fact he is willing to do dogs or another guy. So we have a week to get pictures of him with any or all the dogs and maybe a guy or two. "Then we have him by the short hairs and don't let go. He needs to know we will follow through. How do we make sure of that?" Weldon had that answer. "One picture to his mother of him with Sparky should be enough to let him know we're serious. It shouldn't be a picture that identifies the farm; but he should definitely be doing the dog, preferably with the dog up his ass like she saw him trying to do to me." The doctor's visit went better than Weldon could have hoped and the next appointment was moved up from three weeks to two and the doctor once more agreed to show Donny how to fist the boy without damaging his ass. In a hurry to get fucked Weldon would have skipped the lawyer's appointment if Donny hadn't reminded him of the last visit and the solitude they had in the parking garage. Donny had been ready for the okay, he pulled a small packet of lube from his pocket while they were descending from the doctor's office and handed it to Weldon. "I expected you to have you fuck me right in his office." "I would have, if he had left us alone. Doing it with him sitting there with a hard-on felt wrong." "He is getting more and more brazen about his desire to get it on with you. So, after he okays it and shows me how to get my fist in you I think I'm going to let you give him a blow job. But he's not to suck you, understand?" "Yes, sir. I'd rather we talk about what you are going to be doing to me when we get out of this elevator." They weren't alone, but Donny whispered in the boy's ear that he was to remove his shirt. Exposing his brand to the woman and her son Weldon tucked his T-shirt into the front of his pants so he could pull down his zipper. The eight year old wanted to know about the brand but his mother put her hand over his mouth and didn't answer his question. "She was freaked out by the brand." Weldon couldn't keep himself from laughing as the woman and boy exited the elevator and they continued their descent. Donny was too excited by that time to wait any longer to fuck his boy again to be amused. They were almost to their level when he hit the button to stop the elevator. "Drop your pants. I can't wait any longer. Turn around, this is only going to be a quickie." That was the truth, both boys were so in need of the connection that neither of them lasted long enough to really call it a fuck. Yes Donny got his dick in Weldon's ass and dumped a load of cum in his slave/lover but there were few thrusts and even fewer grinds. Had either boy never been with the other before there would probably never have been a second attempt. The only satisfaction either of them got was the knowledge that they were still able to fuck and that the other would be willing and able to give him what he wanted. Weldon didn't dress until they were in the lawyer's parking lot. He had not been visible to anyone on the ride as he had stayed down below the windows cleaning the dick that had just been in his ass and lapping at and sucking on Donny's balls. As they had pulled in and Donny let him know they had arrived Weldon whined that he didn't want to stop, couldn't they just drive around town for awhile so he could keep sucking on his balls. Donny would have agreed to the idea except he knew they had errands to run and inquires to make after the appointment. "Weldon, you and Donny should be more careful about running around without clothes. People in buildings like this often have moments when they want to look out the windows and see what is happening. So seeing two boys fully exposed in a Camaro could either be titillating or cause to call the police. "As your lawyer I wouldn't do that, but I am not at all certain that I appreciate the show. Having two gay sons doesn't mean that I have ever walked in on them having sex or watched any 'educational films' that would have prepared me to see you two." Weldon was unaccountably embarrassed. The rest of the visit went by in a blur as the lawyer again explained the agreement he had negotiated with the Sheriff's department and the jail. They had agreed to a restraining order against all of the people involved except in the case he should be arrested. None of the deputies or guards involved could be within a thousand feet of the property lines of the farm or enter the farm without a search warrant or warrant for his arrest, in both cases a member of the DA's office was to accompany them. He had also managed to get an extra twenty-five thousand added to the original offer. When Weldon had agreed to the offer the lawyer called the attorney for the Sheriff and they arranged to meet in the judge's office in two days at noon. Pleased with it all Donny broached the subject of the lawyer writing up a contract for visitors to the 'Breed and Breakfast' without saying exactly what they were planning to do. The lawyer warned that while he could write up what they wanted that they still needed to carry insurance to protect themselves in case anyone should sue them for harm. With expenses mounting the boys left the building where they had met with the lawyer and an insurance agent. While they had been happy after learning about the proposed settlement closing soon they were serious about finding out if there was anyone looking for Paul. Donny and he had at one time shared a number of friends, mostly fellow wrestlers, and the boys went visiting guys they hadn't seen since leaving the school. Finally headed out of town Weldon was able to throw the clothes he was beginning to hate in the back seat and expose his ass to the fingers that Donny had been waiting to get inside for hours. When they pulled up at the mailbox they saw two trucks with a DiFortunata sign on the tailgate parked in the lane about thirty feet in. Leaving Weldon in the car to put on his pants Donny went to see what was happening. "Hell, I thought I was going to run you into the house and really get to fuck." Donny looked angry as he confronted the crew working in his drive way. "We had talked about your need for a gate. I knew that it wasn't one of your priorities, but I recently did a remodel for a mansion down on Route 88 and we changed this gate out for a custom designed one. I probably should have asked but I thought this would suit you perfectly as it will keep out about anything except a tank." "But there is no electricity out here to run a gate like that. Won't we have to have power run out here before it will work?" "No problemo. This sucker runs on solar power, there are panels on top of both of the pillars they are setting in the ground. Give them a day of sunlight and they will be charged enough to work for a week. If we get a week without the sun then you may have to use the override and open them manually. "Should we keep working or don't you want it?" "How do we open it?" "Very modern there, too. You use your cell phone. When we have the gate up I'll come to the cabin and load the app for you." "Sure put it up." "I'll be alone when I come up. The guys have another quick job they need to do before the day is over." Both boys understood Larry. He was coming up to the cabin for more than loading a cell phone. Plus he was letting them know that if they wanted to be nude it was okay. When Donny finally was able to check the mail he found the first check the dogs were going to earn. It dawned on him that he should change banks, going into the city every time he needed to make a deposit was not going to be convenient. He vowed to look for a good bank closer and to open an account for him, Weldon and a third for the business.