Date: Thu, 13 Mar 2014 16:29:23 -0500 From: charles Turner Subject: Captive Chapter XLII CAPTIVE XLII "Weldon, Monday morning I need to drive upstate to my parent's farm, my father has been hospitalized and my mother wants me to come help her. It looks like he might die and if he does she wants to move off the farm into the city. I doubt that will all happen in one week, so until school starts I may be going back and forth a lot. "Do you think you can run this place without me around?" "If the boys know I'm in charge we can keep the B and B running. The problem will be with the guests, they will need to think someone else is in charge. Since you've kept me hairless and I haven't aged much they are going to think I'm a little kid playing at this. "What do we do about them?" "Other than your dick you look about thirteen, so I guess we need someone to be the voice of the place. Would you be comfortable having your slave do it? "Jamie, looks like he might have it in him to be in charge so the guests wouldn't think too much about it." "Until I called him A and had him down on his knees sucking my dick or drinking piss. "Can't I go along with you? I don't think I can go a week without you giving me piss or fucking me." "Curly will fuck you." "That's not the same, I love you not the Akita." "I know you love me, Weldon, but I have to do this. When I'm gone you can drink anyone's piss you'd like. I'm not going to get jealous about that, but you can't be giving your ass up. Already you don't suck dick unless ordered, do you think you'll be needing to suck anyone while I'm gone?" "I can live with just sucking Four and A." "They really are your favorites aren't they?" "What if I told you that you could have either of them fuck you when you're missing me?" "Please, no, I don't want that temptation. Curly or Mutt can keep my ass filled but the idea of not being able to make love? That's too much." Just the thought of being without Donny had brought Weldon to the verge of crying. He knew the first morning his owner/lover got in the Camaro to head north he would break down. "I won't be happy about it, but if you need to sleep with someone, take A and use the other bedroom and bed. Or Four, or sleep between them if you need the feel of a body against you during the night. I know you'll have a hard time sleeping since you always cuddle up to me with your ass in my crotch "If you'd like I'll talk to them before I leave and order them to keep you satisfied. At least that way they won't believe that you are cheating on me." "Take me with you: let Jamie run the place while we're gone. I don't want to be alone." The tears that had been filling his eyes began to over flow and he couldn't stop them. "What happens if you get hurt in an accident or worse? I don't think I could survive here without you." "You know this stuff; we had wills made when you were given the settlement check. Remember, the lawyer sort of forced us. I've I were to die in an accident you would own the farm; my father would fight you if he were alive, but my mother wouldn't. I would want you to keep the dogs and have the B and B prosper, but if you found that without me you didn't want it that would be okay. I would just want you to be happy. "This is morbid. But if I die please don't get rid of Buck and Mutt. They just don't know any other kind of life and wouldn't be happy without boy ass." "Stop. You can't die. I need you, I love you." The tears still had not stopped and Weldon felt like such a wimpy kid. "If you need me so much get your legs in the air ready to take me." It wasn't often that Donny attacked Weldon's ass with his tongue. Since the day he had been forced to eat his shit by the Sheriff's deputy he had been more willing and eager to do so, particularly if he thought that Weldon had not had a chance to take a shit for a while. "I'm not clean, sir." "I was counting on that, Weldon. I want you to know just how much I love you. I don't care what it is, if it is yours I'll take it." "You don't take my piss." "Unlike you, piss doesn't do much for me. I enjoy watching you give it to Jamie and any of the other slaves. Even more, I enjoy having you drink mine and pissing in your ass. Giving you a shower is pretty far down the list of things I enjoy but it does come before drinking piss." What he hadn't told Weldon was that eating shit directly from his ass was almost enough to make him lose a load of cum before his dick ever touched the boy. He knew that If Weldon was eighteen and he was only sixteen he would be the slave and happy only when being fucked by one of the dogs or servicing his owner's shitty asshole. He had talked enough and buried his face in the crack of the boy's butt; digging with his tongue for the taste that had become more essential to him than owning six slaves or a dog farm that gave him money for allowing others to have their asses bred. With his tongue swirling around inside Weldon he was thinking of the many times he had forced the boy to allow a dog to mount him. He knew that Weldon enjoyed a few of the dogs and was willing to do what he ordered even when he didn't but the one night he had watched his slave take the Akita without being ordered to was still fresh in his memory. When the Akita had deposited a big load in his ass Weldon had ordered his new slave to eat the cum out and as loose as the dog would have made him Donny was sure that Jamie had a taste of shit that evening in front of all the other slaves. Even though Weldon had professed no interest in eating shit himself he had become adept at feeding his to Ray, Ron and Jamie. He had as yet never slid a log into his owner/lover's mouth and Donny had the feeling he wouldn't unless he begged for one. "Please, fuck me, sir. I need your dick in me." Donny didn't move his mouth; he was enjoying the taste of his slave too much to stop. He tried inserting fingers alongside his tongue but Weldon was too tight for it to work. "Relax!" Weldon didn't, his ass bit down on Donny's tongue and amazed the boy's owner with how much control he had taken over his own body in a short amount of time. He could feel his tongue being tugged deeper into the ass than ever, it hurt his mouth but he allowed Weldon to pull at him until he was touching a remnant of the last bowel movement. As the strange pleasure eased through him his mouth opened wider and the ass pulled him in a little further. The tip of his tongue was able to worry the ball of shit loose and he could taste it sitting on the broad span of his tongue as he pulled himself loose. Unseen by his slave he savored the small bit of shit on his tongue and moved up to where he could have his eight inch dick grabbed by the slave's ass. For perhaps the first time he allowed Weldon to pull at his dick until he was buried deep within and then work it with his ass without moving. It wasn't that he didn't want to fuck, it was simply that enjoying the taste in his mouth and the pleasure of the boy working on him he didn't have a need to move. As the small bit of shit dissolved and the taste dissipated he began a gradual grind against the butt in front of him releasing the grip Weldon had on his dick enough that he felt the desire to please the boy with a slow, leisurely half hour of love making. Weldon tried to hold back but half way through Donny's treatment of his asshole he lost control and spewed cum over his chest and abs. With his ass even more sensitive Weldon squirmed and squeezed at the dick giving him pleasure and pain until at the moment he felt cum gushing into him he had one of those infrequent orgasms internally the intensity of which caused him to lose awareness for a few minutes. Donny had licked his chest and abs clean and had his tongue buried in his ass again when Weldon could understand what was happening. The tongue felt so good that all he could do was hold on to his ankles and allow it complete access. He had no doubt that the spasms internally had loosened his bowels and if Donny stayed where he was he would soon be eating more than just his own cum. He tried to tell his owner what would be happening but the words would not form. The stray thought came to him that he wished he was laying on more than the sheet should Donny not be pleased to have shit sliding into his mouth. But he then understood that Donny knew exactly what he was doing and what Weldon would soon be doing, also. If he wanted it, so be it and the slave boy relaxed as much as possible with a tongue probing his asshole. As he felt the beginning of movement inside he wondered how he had come to being owned by a boy that was willing and eager to eat anything from his asshole. He almost understood his slave and the others being ordered to eat shit and obeying, but his owner? Time stretched on with Donny not giving up his quest as bit by small bit the slave allowed himself to be devoured. The next time he saw his owner/lover's face the boy stuck out his tongue to show Weldon a ball of his shit resting there. When Donny closed his lips and ground the waste in his mouth Weldon unaccountable had another eruption of cum spray across his stomach onto his chest and splatter his own lips. "Sir, you told me to bring Curly to you at two O'clock. We're outside your door." It was the first time Jamie had seen a dog other than Punk in the house and was not sure he was bringing the dog to the right place but thought he was following orders. "You may bring him in, A" The man had often seen Donny fuck his owner and had eaten his cum from One's ass. The grins on the boys' faces told him that they had thoroughly enjoyed their hour alone. Looking straight at One's asshole he could see that the boy had not only been fucked but that he had his asshole cleaned by Donny. That he had not witnessed, it was only right that the slaves didn't see him with his tongue in One, but he was happy to know his owner was being treated well. "One, roll over, with your knees on the floor. A, bring Curly over to his ass. Now, One, I've given you a good fuck and cleaned you out. It is time to let me watch Curly hump you." The Akita knew what was happening from the smell in the air. He had his snout in the boy's ass before Jamie could leave go of his collar. He didn't spend much time licking the asshole, he got his front paws on the bed and Jamie lined the dog dick up with his owner's hole to help them both. The dog didn't have his mittens so Donny slid a towel between the pair to protect his slave's sides in time for the dog to grab hold and pull himself up. "A, as soon as that dick is in your owner get the dog's balls in your mouth. I don't want to see you let go, no matter how ferociously he humps One." Weldon lay still, enjoying the second fuck of the afternoon even though his dick never got hard. It was the first time that Jamie had been ordered to service the dog in such a manner and the idea had been appalling but the reality was enough to have his dick hard as a brick. He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself enough not to cum, so he thought of the asshole staring at him until the desire to cum faded. It was too much for him to hold on when the dog stopped humping and turned over him. Looking up under the Akita he was amazed at how easily his owner had taken the dog's knot. The ability of the dog to turn when in an asshole always surprised him, there was no part of a human built that way. The short stem between the knot and the dog seemed not to have any nerves or feelings allowing the dog to twist the way he had. "If there is any dog cum dripping on One's balls lick it up." Watching the performance of the dog and One's slave had gotten Donny hard again. He thought about fucking the man on the floor but decided he needed to give his own slave as much dick as he could before he left the farm so he crawled on the bed and lifting Weldon's head let the boy take as much as he could in his mouth. Happy with the afternoon Donny lay back on the bed and calmly accepted Weldon worship of his dick and balls. When the Akita pulled away from One, Donny ordered A to clean out the asshole until told to stop. He was in no hurry to lose another load of cum and he didn't want Weldon getting g impatient. The boy could lay like he was, getting his ass eaten for hours. Ray had proved it to them, Jamie wasn't quite as good at eating out his owner but the man certainly was not bad. Donny could hear the moans of pleasure coming from Weldon even with his mouth full. A expected more than just dog cum to slide into his mouth but he had become accustomed to eating his owner's shit and on days when he thought his owner was well satisfied even looked forward to the oppor-tunity to prove his subservience and devotion. After thirty minutes and a sore jaw he was disappointed that One had not allowed anything other than dog cum to slide out of his ass. He couldn't believe the boy had been fucked twice and was holding his movement until it dawned on him that Donny had said he had cleaned the boy out. Did that mean his owner's owner had eaten what should have been his treat? As that word circulated in his brain he understood how deep his devotion had become. Should the boy order him to exceed the limits they had set he would do as ordered and have no second thoughts. He had doubted the boy's words when he told him that if they were both good in fulfilling their positions that they would become as one but now he understood. Trying to prove something he stretched his tongue out as far as possible and when the ass grabbed him he knew the boy felt the same way. On his back, Donny stopped One from finishing the blow job. With a hard dick between the boy's lips he pushed a slow stream of piss upward to give the boy his favorite treat. He could have waited and had the boy drink him kneeling on the floor but he was worn out from his hour of pleasing the boy and knew there would be no piss escape to soak the bed. There were times he held his dick to the back of the boy's throat before pissing but he knew that One enjoyed the taste and wasn't going to deprive him of a single drop between that afternoon and the morning when he left. "A, crawl back a bit. One, sit up." With both boys sitting on the edge of the bed Donny ordered One's slave to alternately suck them both. It didn't take long for One to get hard again. As A went back and forth Donny explained what he and One had decided. A didn't know that he was able to do as asked but the boys had given him an order and he would do his best. "The other slaves will know that One is in charge, but that when you speak you have his authority. There are some complications. First, they all need to know that should One tell you to beat them that you will. When we leave this room we will take Four and Six to the cross, One and you will practice with a bull whip and One will teach you how to use the crop to gain their obedience. "Second, should there be any trouble with a guest, Five and Six will act as muscle for you because the guests need to believe that you, not a sixteen year old that looks thirteen is in charge. We don't have any weekend booked too heavily in the next month or two but that could change overnight. "Third, One needs fucked regularly. He may try surviving by having Mutt and Curly humping him but I doubt that will be enough. He needs the feel of another human body beside him. I have given him permission to have you and Four fuck him, not face to face and no fisting. If it happens that you fuck him it is to be in the other bed or in the dungeons not in my bed. "Fourth, Two will be leaving in a few weeks, if he wants to leave his hair grow out to a burr that is okay, no longer than a quarter inch. He will then only be here on the weekends if his studies allow it. Before he leaves I want the portrait he promised to paint of One finished. With Two gone I don't know what Three will do. He claims he wants to stay here but that claim was made when he believed Two would be here all the time. "Fifth, if there is trouble with the Sheriff and One is unable to, call Mr. Jenkins, they have a history and he will happily help. Do not allow them on the B and B unless you see a search warrant. If they have an arrest warrant take whomever it is for to the gate and surrender without a fuss, then call Mr. Jenkins and me." To seal the orders Donny held the man's head and treated his mouth with a small load of cum. As the man milked his balls and prostrate he ordered One to give his slave a load of piss. "What we're asking of you is more than you agreed to when you accepted One as your owner. Do you understand and agree to do what he needs you to do?" "Yes, Big Sir and my Sir." "That was a mouthful. Now let's go teach you two about whips." "Where is Four?" "Washing your car, sir." "And Six?" "The last time I heard him Sir he was in the barn cleaning out the upper level." "Bring him out to the cross." A had let the kitchen door close behind him before Donny spoke again. "Weldon, are you ready for this?" "Is there a reason Six deserves a beating, Sir?" "Yes, the lights in Dungeon number one failed last night. He needs a reminder that his work must be better. We wouldn't want the light in Jamie's office to fail when he needs it." "Are you going to tell him why two slaves are beating him?" "Probably no more than that he deserves it and I want you to know how to punish him when the time comes. "This would probably be better with Four. He doesn't make much noise to disturb your concentration. Let's see how close to being done with the car he is, you might have to help him for a minute or two. We can tie them face to face so you both have a subject to practice upon." Ten minutes later Jamie was tying the pair together by their balls. Should either one jerk when hit it was going to give the other pain. They were almost face to face and while they were being cuffed to the cross Donny suggested that they suck face. "Both slaves have been told why they are being punished and that I feel having another slave deliver the beating should drive home the idea that they have failed me and the B and B miserably. Their balls are out of the way of your whips. One, why don't you show Jamie how to apply the crop so it will hurt to the maximum." Quietly he whispered in the boy's ear that they could build the intensity gradually or start at full strength. He knew for the slaves to enjoy the beating they were about to get they needed a slow build up and an extended time with the boys using most if not all their strength. The crop Donny had selected was about four feet long. It had enough bend to it that the area around them resounded with the strikes even when they were still using a mere fraction of their strength. Weldon started on Six's left calf and moved up to his thigh and left butt cheek increasing the sting as he moved upward. After five loud and painful strikes on Six's butt he handed the crop to A and had him do the same to Four. With the first strike Four jumped as much as his bindings allowed jerking against Six's balls and they both howled at the pain. Jamie stood still unsure if he was hitting too hard or the slave was overreacting. One urged him on, he moved his strikes up the left side of the body gradually using more muscle until the five strikes he put to the slaves butt cheek left not a welt but blood blisters as the crop had nearly broken the skin. Donny acted the part of assistant and walked over to the boys checking the welts and pronounced them fine before taking the idea the original master of Four had shown him about applying Ben-Gay or piss to the wounds to make the slave more aware of the exact location of the welts. With his hand still coated in Ben-Gay he reached between the slaves and coated both sets of balls and warned that should he hear them screaming that he would be applying the Ben-Gay to their piss slits. One and A had both watched while Donny used a bull whip but unlike most farm boys neither had ever tried using one to knock over cans or pop a pumpkin. The feel of a long waving braided leather whip was much different than the crop that had been solid. Before either boy applied the tip to either slave Donny had them making the proper use of their arm and wrist and then had them measuring their optimum distance on Five and Two who had come to watch. One was the first to lay the final three inches of the tip against boy flesh and Two let the entire farm know it. After two more stripes on Two's butt he handed the whip to A who tried to hit Five's butt but was still hitting the ground or air after ten attempts. Finally, Donny stepped off the distance and stood A with his ass grinding into his crotch and took his arm through the proper motion. Because of two arms and hands their aim wasn't as good as Donny usually had and the tip of the whip slipped between Five's cheeks and bit into the boy's asshole. Had anyone been between them and the road they could have heard it, the scream would have made them believe someone was being murdered. "The slave doc better check that." "His asshole will be bruised, but there was no blood. If he gets fucked in the next few days it will hurt, but he won't die." "Okay, this time move your hand to a slightly steeper angle." Without Donny guiding him, A hit the boy's butt but barely made a sound against the taut skin. "Step back about three inches, this time let your arm go out just a little further before you flex your wrist." Surprising himself as much as the slave he hit, A laid a perfect five inch stripe on the slave's butt. "Once more, then we'll go back to the slaves that need their punishment. " His last try was not as good as the one before but Donny saw enough promise that he took the whip and handed it to One. "Start on the right side this time. Two, Five needs you to apply your healing tongue to his ass, when you are done, maybe in ten minutes, find Three and have him fuck the boy." One was doing well. Four was not screaming or jerking against his partner's balls too hard. Donny could tell that One was giving the boy nearly as much as he would have. "Okay, five more stripes on his butt, then give A the whip. Did you see a shorter whip when we moved everything from the tack room to the stable?" "Yes, Sir. We put it in Dungeon #2." "Go get it, A may be able to use it better than he is doing with the long whip." "A, wait a minute. You are going to hurt yourself if you keep going that way. Not that you don't deserve it for your incompetence. One should be the one to order that, not you choosing it on your own." After only two trial swings with the shorter whip A placed three nicely spaced stripes on Six's left shoulder. After being instructed to move the whip around on the slave's body A was able to hit where he aimed and had the slave jerking against his cuffs and the other slave's balls. "Now why don't you both try to place a set of stairs up your slave's right side?" Donny watched as the boys tried to do exactly as he said. "Okay. Now six stripes on their butts crossing each other. Nice, one. A, you are going to need to work on your aim. Watch this." With six quick and wicked swipes with the short whip Donny wrote out triple X's on Six's ass. "You need to be able to do that. I forgot how nice this whip is, I used to play with it as a kid. My grandfather taught me how to use it and would get me different targets to work with, from tiny to butt sized. I would get cuffed across the back of my head if I messed up. "One, have you ever given A stripes with either of these whips?" "Only a few with the riding crop, sir." "Release these two slaves. A, get down and untie their balls, One, I'm taking over your slave for a while. Help him uncuff those slaves. Two, get over here. Do you see how those slaves were cuffed and tied together? Do the same for One and A. "One, I have never given you the taste of the whip, now that you are going to need to know how to use one you also need to know how it feels. The same goes for you, A. You are in the same shape as the two slaves you were experimenting with, I'm sorry I need to do this but you both need this knowledge." Donny copied the strikes the boys had put on Four and Six with the crop. Weldon knew it was going to hurt and braced himself against screaming. A was aware there would be pain but he was not prepared for how much he felt as the crop made its way from his calf to his butt. Unlike the other slaves he did not scream but cried silently with his face pressed against his owner's. "If I couldn't see the results of those strikes against your skin I would think I hadn't been using enough muscle. Now, I'm only going to use the short bull whip on you. It will hurt nearly as much as the longer whip but I want you both to concentrate on the pain it causes in each different spot I hit. "Two, get over here. Starting with A, use your tongue and make them aware of their assholes. When I change from one to the other you can change to the other asshole." Before he picked up the short bull whip Donny walked to where the boys were and checked to see that the rope that bound their balls together was not too tight but was holding them together. He didn't believe it, both slaves were erect and dripping pre-cum. He knew that Four relished the pain of a whip but had not expected either One or A to react the same way. While being held captive Five had often remained hard while one or another of them beat his ass and Donny had believed he was not enjoying it but unable to control his own reaction to being held captive as a dog slave. "You are both going to get ten stripes with this whip, six on your shoulders and four on your butts." If One was hard because of being beaten why had he held back on giving the boy the whip? He knew about the beatings the boy had endured from his parents but couldn't make a connection. Two had his tongue buried in One's ass, Donny went to the other side of the pair and gave A his first four stripes on the butt. While he didn't scream or cry out in pain he did jerk against his owner and One's face contorted with the pain he felt. Two saw Donny changing slaves and did as ordered, moving to A's asshole and finding entrance with his tongue easily. One expected to be getting the same four stripes that his slave had received but Donny understood that keeping the slave off balance about what was coming increased the sensations he would feel. He didn't give One any time between strikes to brace for the next strike and in mere seconds had marked him with three stripes on each shoulder. One didn't make a sound but after the sixth stripe sagged against the cuffs holding him in place. When he moved to where he could once more whip A Donny saw that One had captured his slave's mouth locking against the man in case he made noise. Donny wanted him to internalize the man's screams and approved of his lover's actions even as he reached back for an extra little snap in the whip. Though he heard only a muffled sound he knew that A was hurting as he jerked against his owner each time the whip bit home. "One, when I lay the whip against your butt for the fourth time I want you to cum on your slave." Donny didn't know if the boy was capable of cumming from being whipped but the order appealed to him. As he waited for Two to move to the other slave Donny caressed his first slave's ass allowing his fingers to slide to where Two had left One wet enough that a finger slid into the boy's asshole and it tried to grab at the digit probing him. "Count the times I hit you. Remember I expect you to cum when I hit you the fourth time. The first two stripes were placed on the cheek that had not received any punishment. One called them off heartily, following Donny's instructions with verve. When the third strike crossed welts already left by the crop One's voice quavered as he called out three. Donny could see the boy clenching his cheeks in the movements that would be necessary for him to dump the load he been denied permission to lose in the bedroom. "FOUR!" For a moment he stayed erect and then he sagged as the loss of his sperm and erection dawned on his body. As Donny walked to the boy's side he could see cum dripping from A's balls, One had managed to do as he ordered under severe pain, the pride he felt in his boy was that of a parent seeing his child graduate. "Two, lick up that cum before it gets cold. When you have it all give One at least a half hour of your special tongue work." Donny motioned to the other four slaves to follow him and left One, A and Two alone. He was still carrying the short bull whip, when he arrived in the center of the barn. "Lube your asshole's bitches, your studs are waiting."