Date: Thu, 31 Jul 2003 20:14:28 -0500
From: Nom de Plume <buddhapower@email.com>
Subject: Boy and His Lord

Warning/Legalise/Foreword: This is adult gay fiction. Authour gives full
permission to copy and use this story, but please do ask me if your going
to post it somewhere. Also include that I went first and foremost to
www.nifty.org to host it.

Boy and his Lord

by Nom de Plume

Story codes: Spanking, M38M18, Rough Anal, Mdom, Reluc. Oral, Anal, Romance

One day in feudal England Baron Alfred was facing a dilema. His newest
stablehand Mark was caught stealing an apple from his prized orchid. He
didn't want to punish the boy, but he knew discipline must be maintained on
his lands and in his servants.

"Come in Mark!" Alfred said, a dark glooming look was brooding over his
face.

"Yes my Baron? Is this about the apple?" He said, still too defiant for his
own good.

"Boy, do you realise how wrong it is to steal FROM MY LANDS?"

"But the apple was so sweet! It was the nicest things I tasted ever"

"Boy, as much as I don't want to, I must discipline you. If you do not do
as I say I shall have to spank you!"

Mark looked at his master's big burly arms, even though he was frightened
of his strengh he felt strange feelings towards him, feelings he could not
explain.

"With what? You probaly couldn't turn a babby's wee arse red." He laughed,
no concern showing in his face.

The Baron beckoned Mark to come closer, when he was within reach of his
arms he got off his chair, spun him round and slapped his trouser coverd
bum hard.

"What's that baby boy?"

Mark didn't say anything. He seemed to be taken aback, as if he wasn't
expecting it. Alfred spanked him hard again.

"ANSWER ME BOY!" He bellowed, his deep voice shaking the swords on his
mantlepiece. Mark jumped a little.

"I thought as much" Still defiant as ever.

The Baron was fuming, this boy would take a long time to break into a
properly servantile worker but untill then he'd have to work upon him with
immediate retribution. Alfred sat back on his chair again.

"Lie over my lap, I am going to have to teach you some manners" he said.

However Mark seemed to be almost enjoying the experience, his master's
voice did strange things to him, things he could not explain. Grinning he
did as he was told and lied on Alfred's lap, knowing what was to come next.

"Take off your trousers, I want your backside bare".

Mike didn't do anything, reveling in the voice of his master and overcome
by the warmth of his lap.

"Do as I say!" Alfred was getting increasingly frustrated with his servant.

Mark chuckled to himself, aware how angry his master was getting and
wanting to push him further.

"Good thing I learn't how to undo my belt buckle! otherwise you'd be
stumped now wouldn't you?"

"Oh that does it!" The Baron smacked each of Mark's buttcheeks hard twice.

"Now why did I do that?" The Baron asked. Mark just yelped slightly, still
wanting to push his master.

"'cuase yor aim is off?" The Baron Smacked Mark again, his large hand
covering both cheeks in one stinging blow.

"NO! I am punishing you because you have NO MANNERS! You will adress me as
SIR from now on boy!" He Smacked each cheek five times.

"Now why am I spanking you, you naughty boy?" Alfred asked. Mark was
wincing visibly with each swat, regretting what he said previously.

"Because I have misbehaved sir"

"That's right, your not doing as told" Alfred smacked each cheek again
hard, he then put both hands on his cheeks to feel how hot they were
getting. Alfred somehow was getting aroused at the vunerable position of
his servant.

"Boy, why are you hard? Is your punishment turning you on?" Mark gulped as
his erection touched the tree trunk like thigh of his master. He was
getting turned on by this!

"Yuh, Yes sir"

"Just as I thought... tut tut", Alfred slapped each of the boy's butt
cheeks again untill they turned bright red.

"You are getting turned on by your punishment! Your getting hard. Can you
feel how hard I am boy?"

Mark was amazed by the words of the Baron! But He could not deny the pole
that was poking in his ribs like a shaft of wood.

"Yes sir!"

"Then Maybe you'd like to feel what a REAL man's cock is like deep in your
arse! Do you want want my proud pole deep inside you so you can feel what
it's like to have a REAL hardon?" Mike said nothing, instead he just
moaned. He wanted nothing more than to be his masters love toy.

"ANSWER me boy! Don't just moan like a dumb beast!"

"Ye-Ye-Yes, Sir"

"Good, then it is time for you to get on all fours like the beast you seem
to want to be" Mark did as he was told. He rolled off Alfred's lap and
placed his behind were he thought it was best placed, facing his master,
ready for inspection. The Baron Straddled the boy's young frame untill his
fat head was pushing against the waton yet dry hole of the young
lad. Slowly the Baron kept pushing untill his cockhead popped right inside
of the boy, emittng a gasp for both parties.

"Does it hurt to have a REAL prick inside of you boy?"

Mike just seemed to grunt, being pushed forward by the rough entry on hs
dry fucker. All he could feel was a slight burning.

"No Sir"

The Baron was infuriated wih Marcus's defiance. His anger made him loose
control and he pushed his entire cock into the boy's virgin hole.

"Does this hurt yet boy?"

Mark wasn't able to speak. He gasped as he felt his hole being raped and
his face slapped against the cold stone floor. Unconsciously he pointed his
arse at the best possible angle for his master to penetrate him fully.

"Good. Your punishment isint over boy.Youv'e been naughty and you know of
it. I am going to make you my bitch and breed you." The Baron started a
slow pistioning into his arse. He'd pull out ever so slowly and then ram it
back in with all his manly might, slapping the boy's butt with his
hips. Mark kept yelping with each inward thrust, his rectum being torn and
his body quiverng, feeling the power of his master's wrath. The Baron
consumed by lust rather than anger picked up the pace and Mike openly
started crying as he was feeling torn.

"What's the matter boy? Crying now? Maybe you'd like my rod in your mouth
to shut your cocky self!"

Mike didn't hear him through the haze of pain... all that seemed to exist
was the cock in his arse. Yet he so desperatly wanted more of it in
him. The Baron drived his pole all the way in roughly, spearing the boy
upon his mighty penis and seemingly pulling the boy up from the stone floor
using it.

"When I ask a question I expect an answer boy! Do you want my cock in your
mouth?" Mike gasped at the aprutptness of the question. His entire body
seemed to have been struck by erotic lightning. He managed to gasp out the
words "Yes, sir."

"Hmm. Just as I thought. You really like prick don't you boy? Beg for
it. Beg me to stop pumping your dry arse". Said the Baron. He hoped that
the boy would comply as he himself was getting sore from the frictiion.

"Y..Yes sir" Said Mark... He wasn't able to think properly.

"Yes what? Boy!" The Baron smacked the boy's arse, and sighed inwardly as
he felt Mark's boy hole tighten around his fat prick.

"Please sir! Your'e ripping me! You wouldn't want my ass ruined would you?"

The Baron took his penis out of Mark's arse, much to their relife. Mark
Turned round to face the soiled prick and saw blood on it.

"Tell me exactly what you want" Said the Baron.

"Please fuck my throat sir. I want your prick so much, I want to taste your
manhood. I want you deep inside me even though I am hurting. I am hurting
more from your lack of cock"

"Kiss it boy" Mark didn't open his lips.

"Taste yourself boy, taste yourself as well as me" Still Mark
refused... the smell was so intense he thought he might gag.

"DO IT I SAY, OBEY ME SERF" Mark was powerless to disobey, his masters
voice like thuder carried untold power and he opened his lips slighty as he
leaned forward. Mark kissed the cockhead, the head almost going into his
mouth as the foul taste of blood, mucus and shit assailed his senses.

"Oh by the gods! That is good. Savour the taste boy, imagine it was like
the apple you took."

Mike was consumned by lust, his masters voice seemed to control him
utterly. He slid down on the thick pole. His eyes closed tight he was
trying to not think about the wrongness of the situtation, and mearly how
incredible he felt to serve his master in such a satisfying way.

"Mmm, you are a good little cocksucker! I belive you are finally learning
some discipline" Alfred reached down so his hand, which had the strengh of
an ox, could touch lightly at the boy's ever hard cock. Mark pushed his
hips forrward gracefully wanting the strong hand to grip hold of his
immature penis. At the same time with all sinful thoughts abandoned Mark
locked his lips and throat upon his masters cock as so he could suck, pull
and squeeze wantonly. Alfred gasped in pleasure as he felt sensations from
his penis he thought impossible. He gripped hold of the boy's cock in his
vicelike grip as if holding on for dear life. Mike just seemed to moan
around his cock and carried on with a more vigourous pace. He reached up
with his hand's to deftly hold and work his masters huge balls, the size of
the apple he stole each, to coax the cum he so desperatly wanted. He only
wished he would cum deep inside his bowels to heal the fire there.

"Boy take my cock out of your mouth. Tell me how your ass feels." Mike did
as he was told, with some reluctance, and let the cock out of his mouth
with a wet slurp.

"Sir, it's sore! I think I am bleeding some."

"Then lie flat on your stomach, I may have been a tad too harsh on you
boy. But you must learn your lesson!"

Mark did as he was told, lying down upon the cold hard stone trembling from
the cold and fear of what might happen next, hoping to the gods his arse
would not be ravaged anymore. The Baron knelt inbetween his his legs which
he spred with his burly arms. He looked at the bleeding hole in dismay,
thinking to himself "I have let my lust run away with me, his arse will be
too sore for ages yet". Suddenly Alfred cold not control himself and felt
increibly ashamed, he moved his face closer to the gaping, puckered hole
and planted a long wet kiss on it. Mike did not say or do anything, reeling
at the new sensation of his masters tounge. Suddenly Alfred's face lit up
as he remembered the cureall he bought from a travelling wizard.

"Stay as you are boy. I have some ointment in the chest. Tell no one of
this cureall. It is not black but it is magik"

Mike didn't say anything, but instead murred happily that he was being
cared for. The Baron rummaged through his treasure chest, searching for the
pot the wizard sold him. Eventually he found the jade encrusted pot he was
looking for.

"This may sting a bit, but it'll do you good." The Baron slid two fingers
into the sticky white mixture, coating his two fingers throughly.

"You ready for this boy?" Mark just seemed to nod.

"Answer me with your voice. Come now boy, do as I say now. You cannot
handle any more punishment"

"Yes Sir, I am ready"

The Baron rubbed his index finger over the boy's hot ring. Mark first felt
a new stinging fire quickly replaced by a cool numbing sensation. Slowly
the Baron pushed two fingers inside the boy's abused tight recently virgin
hole, rubbing the sticky cream all over.

"How does it feel boy?" Mike purred quietly as if he were a cat.

"It feels good, sir."

The Baron got up and sat on his chair. He beckoned the boy to come sit on
his, now naked, lap and wiped away the pure tears on his unscarred youthful
face.

"Now tell me lad, why do you like my cock, even after it has plunged into
your depths?" Mike sniffed and then replied.

"Because I want to please you, Sir."

"So have you learnt your lesson? I think you have" Mike nodded.

"Yes, Sir." The Baron Pointed to his still hard cock

"If you like you can finish me off. You were making me very pleased
before. The punishment is over now. I want you do to this because you love
me and as your master I will protect you." Mike just smiled, an idea
forming in his head.

"I think you'll enjoy it more, later, sir."

"Why is that boy?"

"Because you'll last longer, sir."

"Hmm, your right, clever boy. You might be a bit unruly at times but
nothing a good hard smacking won't solve. Is your arse still tender?" Mark
just winced at the thought.

"Yes, sir."

"Hmm, Then It's time to get up. I want you to follow me to my bedroom,
leave your clothes by the door and come in when I tell you"

Mike did as he was told and took off his clothes and carried them to the
door.  After laying them down next to it he stood there, waiting. Alfred
got up to walk upstairs into his bedroom. He then took off his clothes and
put them in a neat pile to the left of his bed. He then slowly climbed onto
it.

"Boy come in now! And I don't want to see a stich on you" He said. Mark
walked in slowly.  He looked at his master on the bed and smiles.

"Do you like my body boy?" Mark murred loudly, nodding

"Yes, sir."

"Good, then I want you to come onto the bed, then lie on your side facing
me" He said as he moved over to give him room

Mark jumped in the air.  He almost seemed as if he was floating as he
landed softly next to his lord and master, his lover to be. Immediately
curling up next to and facing him.

"Boy, ever scince I bought you to work on my lands I have felt a special
attechment to you. You are different to my other servants. I Think you have
a beautiful body, and you can be graceful when you choose to be."

Mark smiled "Thank you, sir."

"Quite alright boy. But ever scince my lady died I have been very
frustrated. I became overcome with lust as I took your virginity. I hope
you understand"

Mike nodded "Of course, Sir!"

The Baron held his smooth skinned face in his hands, bringing his smooth
shaven face to embrace his

"I want to kiss you boy. If you want to make me happy you will kiss me with
all your heart"

Mark needed no further bidding and quickly scooped his hands around the
back of his master's head and locked his lips around Alfred's.  His tongue
darted into his mouth and twirled around his tongue pushing on it
fiercly. Alfred Felt the fire of passion hit his head and loins.

"Boy, I need you. I want you. My cock is so hungry for a hole. Will you not
help me now?"

Mark spun around, abruptly breaking the kiss. Alfred felt something hot and
tight sinking over his cock. Mark didn't care what it felts like, he just
wanted Alfred deep inside of him.

"Mmm that IS good" Alfred closed his eyes.

 "Keep doing it boy". Mark started to bounce in his lap.  His pucker
squeezed and tried to milk his masters hard cock. Alfred's eyes roll up in
amazment as his hot boy bum wrapped around his ever hard fat cock. He
Reached around for Mark's cock to hold onto, milking it as if it were a
cow's teat in his strong grip.

"Is that good boy?" Mark squealed in pained pleasure.

"Yes!"

"Slow down boy! you'll hurt yourself terrible!" Alfred grasped his hands
onto Mark's hips, slowly pushing him all the way down onto his spear.

"Now try to get off that one!" groaning, his head titled up towards the
cieling and his jaw hanging open, he managed to gasp out the words.

"Oh, sir!  I could definately get off on this!"

"Nice play on words boy. I think you like being impaled on my cock don't
you?"

"Yesssir..!"

"tell me how it feels"

"Oh, gawds, it feels like you're trying to push my balls out through my
cock!"

"Would you like me to take it out?"

"No!!!"

"Please, sir, don't take it out!" Alfred Pushed slowly with his hands,
still on his hips untill only the head is left streching his tight healing
hole. Mark fultilly tried to resist but was overpowered by his masters
strong grip. Suddenly just as he gave up hope the Baron let go and Mike's
entire body slams down on the pole again.

"Ahh! My balls! careful not to hit them again!" Mark justed gasped. Alfred
let go of his hips.

"Oh gawd!  Sir!  Yes!"

"Carry on boy, make me cum inside you". Mark then put his arms on Alfred's
legs as leverage and started bobbing on your cock maddly.  Mark's tight
hole squeezes, ripples, and does everything in between to try to rob his
master of cum.

"uungh more!" Mark pumped up and down on him.  His grip on Alfred's shaft
grows tighter and tighter, and the boy's moans and hisses grow
louder. Alfred Grabbed hold of his cock, slick with precum and pumped on it
furiously. Mark moaned and SCREAMED, set off by the huge cock in his ass.
Gouts of cum fly up and coat his chest and Alfred's hand.  His ass grips,
shudders and ripples around Alfred's glans.

"Yes boy I am going to breed you and mark you! I AM YOUR MASTER" His
pumping getting more intense.

"make me come boy NOW!" Mark shudders under the force of his own orgasm.
His cock continues to spurt seed onto him, and his ass remaning clamped
down tight enough to crush the strongest steel.  His hips buck up and down,
furiously.

"ARRRRGGHGHGHH" Alfred blacked out... Totally spent, Mark laid on top off
him sleeping in orgasm included slumber, content in his masters warmth.

Liked this story? So did I. It was based on a special conversation I had
with someone. If you wish to give me comments (and please do) email
buddhapower@email.com