Date: Wed, 5 Dec 2012 09:57:14 -0400 From: Chris Johns Subject: Puppy Love 4 PUPPY LOVE Part 4 Billy had been gone about a week when I was summoned again to Rio's room and treated like before. The problem was that this time I screamed when he powered into me. He was so angry, he pulled straight out of me and threw me to the floor. He looked at one of the boys stood at the end of the bed. "Go and get the monster." I lay on the floor shaking with fear, whatever was the monster and why had the mention of it had such a terrible effect on the eyes of the other boy? I found out a minute later. The monster was a dildo that would not have looked out of place on a horse. I thought of some of the police horses I had seen in the park when they got excited, and this thing was about the same size. One of the animals followed the boy in, and as he stripped I realised he was rigged like a horse as well. I started to shake, surely I wasn't going to have to take either of those in my ass. Either one of them would split me in two. Rio addressed me first. "Get over there on your hands and knees and start getting that hard, ready to fuck you." `That' was the monster cock. It was already a foot long and looked to be at least eight inches round. I crawled over and started licking it. The more I licked the wider my eyes opened, this object just kept growing. I was shaking by the time it was as hard as I could get it. It was too heavy to stand up and hung below his knees. I continued to play with it and his balls. The next comment was Rio again talking to the two beaten up boys. "Get down and get his ass opened up. He's going to take Adante first and then you can both feed him the dildo." I could see the two boys as they approached me. They looked absolutely terrified. I had no idea what these monsters did to engender such terror in other people, but I was sure I was going to find out, and I started to cry quietly. The boys started on me quite aggressively, but well lubricated. One of them used his hands to stretch my ass cheeks while the other one fingered me. It was so embarrassing, but I knew they were only doing what they were told. I was stretched beyond comfortable and then I heard Rio again. "Stop pussyfooting around, get your fist in there and fuck him." Deed done and I screamed. Oh God, the pain as a fist entered me, and almost immediately started to push in further. I heard the boy whisper. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Funnily enough that comment helped. I relaxed a little and the pain eased considerably. He fucked me with what I found out later was about ten inches of fist and arm. He was as gentle as he could be and after about ten minutes Rio told him to pull out. "Get on the bed now you useless shit and see if Adante can get as loud a scream as I did." I asked for trouble I suppose. I was so terrified I couldn't relax, so when Adante pushed into me he tore my sphincter muscles quite badly. It didn't stop him. Apparently I didn't scream, I just passed out with the pain level. When I came to I could feel the cock, I had it all, I could feel Andante's pubic hair pushing against my butt. The pain was just below unbearable so I remained conscious while he fucked me to orgasm. I sobbed the whole time, I had never known such pain. When he had orgasmed, he just pulled out and I saw his cock. It was covered in blood and all the other horrible things from my asshole. Rio looked at it and then went round to my rear end. He pulled my cheeks apart to look at my anus, giving me another huge tranche of pain. He smashed his hand into my butt cheeks as hard as he could and then yelled at the two boys. "Take this useless shit away. I'll sort him out later." I was taken out to a medical room where a doctor had a look at me and told me I would probably wear a nappy for the remainder of my life because my sphincter was torn beyond any repair he could do. I cried, I didn't think I would ever stop. Doc put me out with an injection. I had no idea how long I was out. I know I felt very woozy and also, thirsty and hungry. There was a boy sat by my bed and I asked him for some water. It was the same boy who had apologised for fisting me. He had obviously been crying as well. When I had slaked my thirst I asked him what time it was. "Sometime after lunch and it's Thursday, I think." I had been out for more than 24 hours. I didn't feel any pain and I queried it. "I think the doctor has kept your lower part anesthetised. He spent a long time trying to do something with your bottom after you were put out." I didn't dare touch anything down there so I just lay there and drifted off to sleep again. The next time I woke the doctor was there. "I've stitched you up as good as I can Daniel, but I'm only an MD, not a surgeon. I wanted you taken to hospital but Rio said you were going to the mines so it didn't matter if you kept shitting yourself." I think I must have guessed that would be my fate because I didn't even cry. I just nodded my acceptance. The doctor kept me for a week, looking after my butt. He must have done a good job because I could control my sphincter a little bit. "If you are given the time Daniel, you might regain most of the strength in that muscle. I'm surprised it is healing. Your young body must have great recuperative powers." I was returned to the main house after that and ended up in a dormitory with all the other boys. Many of them just lay in bed all day, too beaten up to want to move. They were all beautiful and their fronts were still perfect, but their bottoms and backs were awfully damaged in some cases. I found out that the only reason the badly damaged ones were kept was because they gave fabulous head, otherwise they were shipped out to the mines in Africa. During the next few months I gave Rio and his goons plenty of head, but I wasn't touched. It seemed weird to me. These guys were all sexual deviants and sadists but I wasn't touched once. I could give amazing head, apparently, and they loved it. My sphincter continued to strengthen so that less and less often did I soil my nappy. It was embarrassing walking round like a baby with a nappy on but the rest of the boys found it amusing and seeing me made them laugh. They certainly didn't have much else to laugh about. The stream of boys continued so I didn't strike up any good relationships. I guessed that human trafficking was common place and that was part of the reason so many young men ran away from home never to be seen again. I spent a lot of time thinking about my dad and why I had been stupid enough to run away. Then Randy who had been my friend, and lastly Diego who I thought I could have loved, and who wanted to look after me. I had been every kind of fool and now I was effectively a slave. My seventeenth birthday came and went. My nappy disappeared and Rio decided he wanted to fuck me again. I had to make love to him and then let him finish the session with a power fuck. I was too terrified to scream but he hurt and split me again, not badly, but there was blood. That was when I got my one and only beating. Rio carried it out with me strung up, feet barely touching the floor. He used a split cane, or, more precisely, several split canes. They had been split so many times that there were only a mass of little strands. They broke off as he hit me with them so he just took a new one when there weren't enough strands to be effective. Weird, he only used it on the back of my body from neck to knees. I don't know how many times he hit me, I know I was screaming for most of it. Each stroke was like a swarm of bees stinging me and it just went on and on. Once again I came to in the doctor's room. I was on my tummy and I could feel the covering on the back of my body. It felt really weird until the doctor told me what it was. "You are covered from neck to knees in an antiseptic and healing ointment. On top is a sterile dressing. I will leave it on for a few days during which you must not turn on to your back." I was too out of it to ask any questions, but I had my usual keeper. This time I found out who he was and how long he had been here. His name was Jekky and he had survived for nearly two years because he was very young and because he had been found useful as a domestic more than a sex toy, although he was quite regularly beaten because of his cute butt. He was, of course, naked and I scoped him out. He saw it and laughed. "Do you think I'm sexy then Daniel?" He said it while he stood up and turned round. He did have a cute butt and I could see he had a quite adequate penis. I could have sucked that no problem. I also noticed all the bruising had gone. He guessed what I was thinking. "Rio has taken another batch of boys to Africa so we have had no abuse for a while. He has been gone longer this time than normal." I had been brought back to health and returned to the dorm. The remaining boys all looked fantastic. No bruised bottoms and the terror had gone from their eyes, now they just looked sad. Another three months passed and no Rio. The animals still had as much sex as they wanted, except for Adante who I never saw again. The others started to look worried and then one morning they were all gone. The doctor was still there and the house staff so we were fed and looked after. The doc told us that he had been told to remain with us and not to try to leave the compound because the security systems were all still in place. Food started to run short and it looked as though we would have to test the security system. The next thing that happened was straight out of a TV thriller. One morning, about two months after we had been abandoned we were all sat having breakfast when we heard a dull explosion. A minute late we heard what sounded like the whole of the Seattle police department. The house was surrounded by police cars and then the front doors burst open and what looked like a hundred cops entered and spread throughout the house. We were all ushered into the main lounge and then a couple of guys in civilian clothes came in. I nearly died. One of them was Diego. I just collapsed with the shock and burst into tears. He was across the room in a second, swept me up into his arms as though I was a feather. Looked at the other guy and spoke. "I'm taking this boy John. Get the other boys details and I'll be back shortly." No argument so I guessed Diego was the boss. He took me to a bedroom, lay me on a bed and then knelt down beside me and started to kiss me. I nearly died of pleasure as he spoke. "I love you Danny, I thought I would die when I came back to town and couldn't find you." This guy had kept his love alive for two years. I wept, what a waste of two years of my life. I could have had those years of happiness with this man. He told me he was the head of station for the F.B.I.. on the West Coast. He had been after Rio for years, along with an international force. They had raided the mines in Africa that belonged to him and Billy's dad. "We found nearly 300 young men that had been abducted from the States and passed through here before being sent to the mines. I don't know why, but I thought you might be one of them so we started surveillance on all the places that boys like you frequented. It took a long time but Rio set a pattern. Silly man, we just homed in on him and followed him this last time with his cargo of boys. We took ages to find this place after we had him, he really had done a fantastic job of covering it up. Now, what are we going to do with you?" He was grinning. I tried to look serious. "I think you should give me a good spanking for being a stupid little boy before you lock me away in your apartment so that I can't do anything silly again." "Mmm, my own thoughts entirely. Ok back to the others and let's get this all wrapped up." Diego leafed through the statements taken from the other boys. He told me later, every one of them was a runaway, and much later he told me all of them had been reunited with parents that had realised the stupidity of what they had done to drive their son's away from home.