Date: Sun, 2 Dec 2012 09:13:15 -0400 From: Chris Johns Subject: Puppy Love 3 Sorry everyone, this is quite a short chapter. PUPPY LOVE Part 3 I sounded like a real professional rent boy as I said to this punter, "Ok, money up front." He passed me $500 and I hopped into his car. Phew, luxury, the seats were leather and heated. I sank into mine and could have gone to sleep no trouble. I realised we had been driving for some time so I sat up, looked out and realised we were well clear of the city. "Where are we going?" "My home, won't be much longer." We weren't. We turned into the drive of a huge estate. Electronic gates opened by the press of a button on his dashboard. The house when we got to it, about a couple of miles later, was huge. We entered through front doors that wouldn't have looked out of place on a barn they were so huge. What I saw when I entered made me want to turn and run, but no chance. The doors closed and stood in front of them were two guys built like brick outhouses. My trick turned to me and smiled. "You can see how everybody else dresses, join them." What I saw was about twenty boys, mostly around my age I guessed, but all of them had the hollow eyes of zombies, or automatons. They all had incredible bodies and beautiful groin areas, but their eyes were frightening. "You heard me boy, get naked. If I have to tell you again you will be very sorry." I got naked. "Tonight you will sleep with me. If you are good you will spend tomorrow pain free. If you displease me in the smallest way you will end tomorrow looking like Matthew who slept with me last night. Matthew, turn round." A boy, similar in build to me and about my age I guessed looking at his body, turned round. I gasped. From shoulders to knees he had, at first glance, at least a hundred weals across his body. I had no idea what had been used to cause that amount of damage, but I was afraid. I was very afraid. "All of you turn round." They did and I could see that they were all in some degree of distress because of the colours of their backs and butts. "They have all displeased me. When they are free of bruises and weals they will be given a second chance to please me. If they fail a second time they will be shown the pleasures of my deep mining operations in Zambia." I was speechless, what was my stupidity going to cost me long term? I was led away to a sumptuous bedroom and shown the bathroom. "You are to give yourself three enemas, then you are to shower using the special gel. When you are finished, you will present yourself to the master and ask him what is his pleasure." I was left then and had to get on with it. Enemas, I had never even heard of one, fortunately the instructions were clearly marked. I thought it was weird, but I had seen the boys, I didn't want to join them. Job done, I was very meticulous about my washing, making sure I was perfectly clean everywhere before walking through to the bed and looking at the man who had abducted me. He was stretched out on the bed, naked of course. He was superb. Probably the most beautiful body I had ever seen. He was black, had virtually no hair, but that was only because his head was almost shaved. He had what I would call a mean and moody look. He was almost certainly about the same age as Diego. His erect penis lay over his belly, and I would guess it was about eight inches, but quite thick. It looked very tasty, as did his whole body to be honest. I didn't think I would have a problem pleasuring him, as long as I could sublimate my fear of failure. Two of the boys came in then and stood as still as statues facing the bed. They looked terrified and I couldn't understand why. I did later though. A third boy entered looking absolutely superb, no marks on him and smiling. I guess I would have been smiling as well if I carried the same between my legs as this guy did. He was white, about six feet tall. Maybe twenty years old, fairly long very dark hair and a squarish face with big soft eyes. The penis was easily a foot long. "You wanted to fuck a little white boy before my animals had been let loose on him, well here he is Billy, you can have him for a couple of hours after he has blown me." I don't think I would have minded Billy making love to me as long as he was careful with his weapon when he entered me, but these other boys frightened me. Had they been like me at one time and were reduced to their present state by pure brutality? It was a terrifying thought. I remembered everything I had been taught, and what I had learned by practising, and gave Rio, the black Adonis, a terrific blowjob. He was goggle eyed when I had finished. I think the final touch for him was me keeping him in my mouth and sucking him gently as he went soft. "If you are as good a fuck as you are at blowing me, I think you might be safe here for a long time." I preened, until I saw the two again, stood at the end of the bed. Rio left then taking the other two with him and leaving me with Billy. He was very pleasant, we 69ed for a little while. I tried to deep throat him, but he was simply too long. I did manage to massage his glans with my throat and he loved it. After a while he took over and started to make love to me in the same way as Diego did. He was very nice but nowhere near as exciting as Diego, and I started to cry. What had I forfeited by my stupidity? I couldn't tell Billy what my tears were for, but it appeared to have the proper effect because he tried even harder to make it exciting for me. He opened me up very gently, but it wasn't his thickness that worried me it was the length. He slid into me without any pain and watched my eyes. When he went over the second barrier I yelped, it hurt, but then the look on my face must have changed to surprise as I felt him sliding further into my large intestine. It was completely unbelievable. I thought he was going to come out of my mouth. Then he started fucking me and I left this planet for a trip round all the others. He was amazing and I became a more than willing supplicant to his mighty meat. It was incredible, I have no idea how many orgasms I had, but I was shooting dry before he orgasmed and eventually pulled out of me. "Oh Billy, you can do that all day for the remainder of my life, that was incredible." He was obviously pleased with my response because he rolled me into his arms to stroke me while he told me what he hoped would happen. "My father is Rio's business partner. They own copper mines all over Africa and are fabulously wealthy. Rio is a deviate and a sadist as you have seen, but Dad told me to come and stay with him so that I could see how power could corrupt, because one day I would be fabulously wealthy as well. He knows I'm gay as is Rio. It has been great fun, I've had sex with some beautiful boys, but always I see them after Rio and the animals have used them and I don't want them again. When Rio makes love to you tonight, be as perfect as you can be and then tomorrow I will ask him if I can keep you until I leave America and go back to England to university." I thought, great. I might have a few weeks over the Christmas holiday to enjoy Billy before I had my body torn apart by Rio and his goons. Not much consolation, but I would try, and hope something good came out of it if I lived long enough. I was constantly afraid so it was difficult to perform at my best. Rio came in then and took Billy's place. "Pleasure me boy," was all he said so I did. I kissed and caressed his body, almost devoured his cock, making sure I massaged it with my throat muscles. I really pulled out the stops. Then when he was ready to blow, he just swung me onto my stomach, lifted me onto my knees and rammed his cock in me to the hilt. The shock at the pain was so great I didn't utter a sound, and that saved me a beating I think. I was gasping as he power fucked me to a massive orgasm, it felt like he was peeing in me. A couple of minutes later when he had gone soft that was precisely what he did. I felt so ashamed as I was told to take myself to the bathroom and evacuate it. I survived that first encounter with Rio and spent a fantastic couple of weeks being made love to frequently by Billy. Then he was gone and I joined the rest of the pack. There were always 20 to 30 boys in different stages of healing, the worst ones frequently disappeared to be replaced by boys like me, all fresh faced and unmarked. *****************************************************************************