Date: Tue, 9 Sep 2003 10:43:12 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: The Lost Hiker part 10

THE LOST HIKER PART TEN.

AUTHORITARIAN
mm, bondage, mild S & M, non consensual.

This is a novel of gay sex, some of the sex depicted will be consensual,
some will not. If, where you live, you are underage to read this kind of
material, or this material will be unlawful for you to read regardless of
your age, I'm sorry but please leave now. If you are offended by gay sex,
just go away. If this story is the kind of thing that pleases you and/or
gets your juices flowing, then I hope you enjoy it.

The door opened, in walked Pablo still wearing nothing more than tight
white boxers, which showed off his sturdy dancers thighs to perfection,
and highlighted his bulging packet beautifully. With him was a
middle-aged guy in a pair of jeans and T-shirt. "This is Juan, he will
shave you, he is very good at it, but will have to move you into
positions as he is dumb. When he is finished he will bring you to the
barn for the Ceremony. And you," Pablo said, turning to Timmo "did you
clean the Boy out properly?" "Yes Master" "We'll see!" said Pablo. "Boy
come here." Pablo ordered, walking to the shower rod. Paul got up and
went over to him. "Bend and grab the rail." Paul did so and felt the rod
gently enter his boyhole. Pablo turned the water on long enough for about
a pint to enter him. "Keep it in" he said easing the rod out. "You" he
ordered Timmo "empty him out!" Timmo rose and came to kneel behind Paul,
placing his mouth firmly over his pucker he tapped against the hole with
his pointed tongue. Catching on Paul started to release the water, trying
to control the flow so that he didn't flood Timmo's mouth, he almost
succeeded as only a little trickled down Timmo's face. "As Boy is a slave
you will not be punished for letting some escape." "Thank you Master"
Timmo said his head downcast. "Now get the butt plug." Pablo bent and
examined Paul's hole. "Totally hairless" he marvelled, running his
fingers lovingly up and down the crack. Timmo knelt by him butt plug in
hand. "Clean it!" He put the plug into his mouth, running his tongue all
over it. "Good, now wet his boyhole, then insert the plug." Timmo did as
told and Paul felt the familiar object being pushed gently home, his cock
stirred a little. "I really am beginning to like this" thought Paul.

Signing to Juan to start shaving Paul, Pablo turned and looked down at
Timmo "Go to the barn and join your Master, he will prepare you for the
rest of your punishment, tell him I said that I was very hard with your
beating, he'll know what to do." "Thank you Master for punishing me for
my disobedience." Timmo said as he rose and went out the door. Juan was
well into the task, he had ignored Paul's genitals, done the rest of his
body and was now starting on his face and head. Pablo left the room,
returning with a large glass of the now familiar liquid. Juan knelt and
gently shaved Paul's genitals as Pablo looked on with growing lust, Paul
could see his bulging packet stirring. As Juan finished Pablo handed Paul
the drink. "While you are drinking this Juan will put some cream on your
buttocks, it will finish off the healing process. When you are ready he
will blindfold you and bring you to the Ceremony, do not be afraid, as
long as you are obedient you will come to no lasting harm, and eventually
you will enjoy all that is done to your body. O.K.?" "Yes M master" Paul
replied, a slight quiver in his voice. Pablo left and Paul began the
drink, it tasted delicious, he could feel Juan gently massaging a really
soothing cream into his buttocks, his cock twitched. Trying to ignore it
he mused "Pablo isn't Timmo's Master, so does that mean he is The Master?
Either that or it's Carlos?" He finished the drink, feeling Juan's hands
on his shoulders he sank to his knees and a blindfold was put around his
eyes. Juan helped him to his feet and guided him out of the room, his
cock and balls had shrunk again, his pulse quickened and slight shivers
ran through his body. "Fear of the unknown!" he thought as he was led
into the barn. The room had a strong, musky odour, the only noise he
heard was a soft sobbing then the sound of a gentle slap, followed by a
choked "E e eight."

Juan led him over to the bench, Paul felt strong hands lift him and
position him, pliant leather cuffs were placed around his wrists, ankles,
upper thighs, waist and neck. He guessed they would be the same as
Timmo's with steel rings attached. He sensed chains being attached to
them, then heard them rattle as his legs were raised, pulled apart and
slightly back towards his head. He could feel the edge of the bench sharp
across his coccyx, and was relieved when a pillow was placed under him.
Paul imagined how he looked, legs spread wide, the most intimate part of
his body on full view to everyone in the room. "Your arms will be left
free for the moment" Paul recognised Pablo's voice as it continued,
"however if you do anything stupid with them they will be fastened as
before. Before we start we will remove the blindfold for you to see your
tormentors." Paul blinked a couple of times as his eyes adjusted to the
light. Someone lifted his head, he looked up at a now naked Pablo, those
magnificent balls almost on his forehead, his beautiful coffee coloured
71/2 inch cock fully hard pointing skyward. Still holding his head Pablo
tilted it forward. Across the room he saw Timmo suspend upside down legs
pulled apart his now purple and red arse facing him, his hands resting on
a low bench. Carlos, who was stood the other side of Timmo brought a
leather strap gently down on one buttock, "N N N NINE" howled Timmo,
sobbing even louder. "T T TEN" he yelled as the strap stroked his other
buttock. "T t t thank you M m master for p p punishing m m me!" he
managed to stammer before bursting into tears. Carlos walked round him,
he too was naked and his rigid eight inch cock was clearly dripping
precum. "So that makes Pablo The Master." Thought Paul. Carlos went to
the wall and adjusting the chains slowly spun Timmo around until he was
facing Paul. He could see the tears streaming from his eyes and,
amazingly, his stiff little prick had shot spunk all down his body where
it now lay glistening.

End of part Ten.
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