Guinea Pig Boys – Part 21
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Randall Austin
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Terrence
in his bathrobe, Rex in his tighty whities and t-shirt, Joshua in his pajamas,
and Mikey in his male panties, grey/green servitor leotard, and a three-pointed
jester's hat with bells, approached the brown door in the basement.
"We warned you to never try and enter this
room. But since at 1 AM this morning you were caught on our spy cam not only
trying to enter the room, but even trying to pry it open with enough force so
as to cause splintering of the lintel, we have decided to not only let you see
what is in the room, but allow you several hours of quality time inside the
room so as to help you get very familiar with the room and fulfill your
curiosity."
"We
how have to order you to get out of your cute jester's costume and strip
totally bare; but there is no reason for you to be ashamed because Rex, Joshua,
and I, are also going to be stripping bare to help you feel more comfortable."
The
three free boys starting taking off their night clothes as Michael remained
frightened and uncertain of the command.
As Terrence removed his bathrobe to reveal himself in his undies and
boxer briefs, he prodded Michael, "Come on Mikey, I just gave you an order, off
with the clown outfit!"
Once
the free boys were sterling bare with their overseer pricks slightly engorged,
they watched as Michael removed his last item of clothing, his male lace
panties. All three were surprised to see
that Michael was as flaccid as a five-year old, a fact that indicated to them
that Michael was indeed frightened and concerned.
When
Rex unlocked the door and all entered, Michael was not shocked. What he saw was pretty mild compared to what
he saw in the experiment labs of Ward D.
The most prominent feature was a full featured adjustable gurney laced
with control straps, and a similarly adjustable punishment frame, both of which
were common features in the various training rooms of Kansas City's Social
Services.
Once
all four of the naked guys were inside the brown-doored basement room, Rex
pulled the door shut, as Terrence spoke, "Well Mikey, this is our newly
furbished punishment room. As you can
see it is not yet very richly implemented and appointed, but that is only
because we thought we'd never have to be showing you what was in here anytime
in the near future, certainly not on your first full day of servitude."
As
Michael's sobbing started up again Terrence continued, "Mikey, we know
you. We understand that on your first
day here you were nervous and afraid, and just wanted to know every secret of our
house. But we have no secrets here; this
is just a punishment room, a room I had hoped we would rarely have to be
using."
Michael
fell to his knees, "Sirs I am so sorry.
I, I - I don't know. I was just
afraid. Please forgive me sirs. I love all of you and never wanted to
disappoint you."
"We
understand that very well Mikey, and that is why Rex, Joshua, and I are
foregoing the punishment recommended for such misbehavior. We are indeed going to strap you down in a
kneeling position on the punishment frame.
But you are not going to be whipped or ass-strapped as the law allows
for such a breach. Instead the three of
us are going to be giving you a super solid fucking."
"And
after we get our rocks emptied we will be strapping you down on the gurney for
four or five hours of `contemplation'.
It is a little punishment the three of us learned, while enslaved under
your watch, which was indeed very effective in teaching us slaves the
importance of towing the line."
"Getting
strapped to a gurney was something that was done to us on a regular basis. And as we were strapped down they would
injected us with foreign substances, force us to ingest unknown drug cocktails,
and tit clamp or ball cinch us if we were slow to imbibe whatever it was they
were offering us. Once we were medicated,
they would ass plug us and mitt our hands, and leave us tied down to the gurney
for hours. It was horrible."
"But
don't worry, we sure aren't going to be giving you any horrible or dangerous
things to ingest. But one thing being
secured to a gurney for hours did for us was help us to make sure we never
again did anything to piss the staff off.
So, leaving you on the gurney for a few hours hopefully will allow you
to meditate on what you did wrong and guide you to always behave like a top
flight servant in the future.
As
Rex led Michael to the punishment frame and secured him in the ass-up
high/legs-spread wide position, Michael pleaded, "Guys, you know I am not by
nature a bad guy; I only cared about the welfare of slaves. Please don't do this to me."
Joshua
asserted himself, "And did your team give any kind of consideration to me as
they subjected me to humiliating procedures, and even when one of your prime
senior directors allowed me to be raped?"
"How
could I ever know such thing was going on in that building? Please don't do this." The sound of Michael sobbing and groveling
only thickened the free males' erections.
Rex
was the first to lube up and start slamming Mr. Galyon. The fact that he was pumping gorgeous Mr.
Michael Galyon of national fame not only thickened his dick, but led him to a
monster orgasm within seconds after he bent himself over Mr. Galyon's back and
began pumping as he sniffed hungrily away at his armpits.
Joshua's
cute little peepee was no longer a baby clit as he got in line after Rex's
rodding session - for the eyes of Terrence and Rex it appeared to be almost
five and a half inches tall if not more as he pre-lubed and then guided it into
the slave's hole.
Terrence
was proud of Joshua, "Way to go, Joshua, slam that simian cunt the way it
deserves!"
Once
Joshua had beamed out his boy juice Terrence was next in line, and his approach
to slave fucking was a bit different from that of Joshua's and Rex's.
Terrence
spent the first five minutes simply running his dick nozzle around the rim
sphincter of Galyon's hole as he teased and cajoled, "Remember how you told us
to accept whatever was being done to us?"
"Do
you remember how you passed me in the hallway and told me how lucky we were to have
Mr. Thomas Crotchet as our lead overseer?"
"You
knew there was shit going on in that place, yet you refrained from acting. Well, I am not going to refrain from acting!"
As
Terrence positioned his dick for entry, he bent over and kissed Galyon's hair,
head, cheek, nose, and finally lips, and slid his dick in within an instant of
lip contact.
Terrence
took it nice and slow and whispered in Galyon's ear, "How does this feel,
slave? Does it feel better than anything
else you have ever felt? Does it feel
better than your babyhood memories of getting diapered by your mommy?"
Terrence
shot his load with loud moaning. And
Terrence `came' just in time, as Michael was very close to unloading his own
slave juice from the three punishment fuckings he had just received; letting
their slave unload without permission was something that was very much
forbidden in the Finley/Dalton household.
As
soon as the boys caught their breath, Terrence removed Michael from the
punishment frame and ordered him to hop up on the gurney and recline on his
back. He then took out a thick diaper
and slipped it under his butt, "Your going to be on this gurney for several
hours, so we have to get you didied up in case you
have to pee. This diaper holds a lot, so
it should be good for at least three good sized manly pisses."
"And
because your custom-made chastity cage hasn't arrived yet, we're going to have
to restrain your arms to the sides of the gurney so you can't go diddling
yourself. And judging from that erection
you're sporting, I think playing with yourself is something you would be doing
as soon as we left the room."
"One
of us will be collecting you in about four hours."
Once
Michael was fully secured the boys left the room, leaving Michael to experience
what it was like to be a gurneyed slave, with a twitching dick and `that slave
feeling' overwhelming him.
***
Four
hours later Joshua entered the punishment room, and with Michael still strapped
down to the gurney, he took off his wet diaper and proceeded to clean his boy
area with baby wipes.
Once
Michael's diaper area was all cleaned up, Joshua removed his mitts, undid all
the restraining straps, and handed him the clothing he was to wear for the rest
of the day. "Rex and Terry said I could
dress you in anyway I wanted, so the other day when I was doing some house
cleaning I came across Rex's baseball uniform from his high school days and
thought this would look great on you."
Michael
felt like some circus slave as he dressed himself in the too tight uniform from
Rex's high school days. But Joshua loved
the way the uniform showed off Michael's physique.
When
Joshua and Michael arrived in the den both Rex and Terrence hooted and
applauded at the sight of Michael in the tight fitting baseball uniform. Terrence congratulated Joshua, "You were
right Joshie, Mikey looks great in that thing!"
Terrence
then shifted into serious overseer mode, "So tell us Mikey, did your hours on
the gurney affect the way you will be behaving from now on?"
"Yes
sirs. I have learned a valuable
lesson. I promise from now on to be one
very well-behaved slave."
Terrence
was pleased, "I knew it would help get you on the path not only that we want
you to be on, but we know it is also the path that you want to be on. And once we have you completely trained into
being a proud and fully obedient servitor, we plan on having a big welcoming
party for some of our and your friends and family."
"What
do you mean `my family'?"
"Mikey,
I plan on inviting your brother Bradley to the celebration."
"Sirs,
my brother and I do not get along.
Please don't invite him."
"Why
do you not get along?"
"Because
he was always making fun of me, calling me a `faggot', and..."
"Hold
on Mikey, I know a little bit about that relationship because I had a phone
conversation with Bradley. He said he
would love to attend and that I should let him know about the event as soon as
a date for the event was decided."
"I
did become aware of a certain animosity, but it is my hope that him getting to
see you in full service mode will help open his eyes to the beautiful creature
that you are."
Michael
looked to the floor, and after a moment to collect himself answered, "Yes,
Terrence, sir, I understand. That is
good of you. It will be hard for me, but
I promise to be on my best behavior."
Terrence
was pleased with Michael's response, "I told him that I wanted you to write him
a letter once you've had a few more weeks of training because I want him to
know what your life is now like before he gets here."
"I
understand sir. Thank you sir. You are very wise, Terrence, sir."
***
After
an evening meal which Michael had prepared while wearing Rex's high school
baseball uniform, Rex went up to Michael and gave him a hug, "Mikey, Terrence,
Joshua, and I, are so proud of you. The
way you took your punishment like a real slave, and with the way in which you
prepared and served tonight's meal like a seasoned servitor. And I have to say you look great in my old
baseball uniform."
Terrence
joined them and reminded Michael, "Remember, tomorrow we have an appointment
for you with Dr. Evans so he can see how your circumcision is healing, do a
final physical exam, and give us some dietary guidelines for you. Then after your exam we will take you to the
urogenital ward where you will be fitted with your new custom made chastity
control device."
"Because
you won't be wearing any chastity control device tonight, you will tonight be
sleeping in our bed. You will be
sleeping between Rex and me as we guard and protect your chastity."
***
In
bed that evening Rex and Terrence hugged, snuggled, and cuddled, with their new
slave; a toy for the two young overseers that was made in heaven.
Rex
with his face in Michael's neck, cooed, "You smell really good. Little Joshie did a really good job of
supervising your bath tonight."
Rex's
nose found Michael's armpit and breathed in the aroma, and had to share it with
his pal, "Terrence, sniff Mikey's pits, they smell great."
Terrence
undid Michael's pajama tops and stuffed his nose into his armpit. All that Terrence could say as he sniffed was
"Wow", and then began licking Michael's left armpit.
Rex
saw the pit sniffing and licking going on at the left pit, so he jumped in and
started lick slurping Michael's right pit.
As
both servitors slopped away at the slave's pits, and as Michael found himself
in slave obeisance heaven, eventually both Terrence and Rex tore off their
bedtime tees and were hungry for some tongue action on their own armpits.
When
Terrence commanded Michael to start licking his and Rex's pits, Michael was
more than eager to obey. He went at it
like a pro, going from the right pit to left pit for each of his overlords.
The
licking action on his man pits was driving Rex into a frenzy and he slid down his
undies and started jacking as Michael sucked at away at his young-man pits.
When
Rex was nearing his climax he knelt up and aimed his overseer jackhammer at
Michael's face and flooded both of his cheeks and forehead with his special
brand of love sperm.
Once
he began to deflate, still kneeling over Michael's face, he began to gently rub
the slave's entire face as he smeared it all over with his cum. Michael did not mind; Rex explained lovingly,
"I want you to sleep with my special moisturizing facial lotion. It will help preserve your youthful
complexion."
Michael
could not fall asleep as easily as his two overseers did sleeping on either
side of him, mainly because he was so hugely horny. He was aware that if he touched himself and
did a slow easy beating off it would only be seconds before he would cum, so
figuring he could get away with it he moved his hand to his slave rod and
gently started to give it a few tugs.
Only
moments after he began tugging on his freshly clipped dick Terrence grabbed him
by his jackoff hand and whispered in his ear, "Mikey, you can't do that, as you
are a slave now. There will have to be
consequences, but I think you know that.
Tomorrow was supposed to be a beautiful second full day of your new life
as a servitor where you got up early and made breakfast so that we could be a
beautiful family meal with a faithfully serving slave."
"But
no, now the day can't begin as planned, because now the first thing that has to
happen tomorrow morning is going to be instead very humiliating for you. Rather than being able to show yourself off
as a perfectly behaving slave making breakfast for his owner family, the first
thing that will have to happen tomorrow morning is for you to get yourself baby
naked over my knee for a spanking; a spanking that we will be videoing and adding
to our family album."
Tears
came to Michael's eyes as he whispered in return, "I am so sorry, dear master
Terrence. I love you and Rex and
Joshua. I am sorry that I am failing to
be all that I should be. I want to be a
good slave but I am weak."
Terrence
caressed his wayward slave, "I know honey; I know you are a good boy at
heart. But a spanking is what has to
happen, and it will help make you into the person, the servitor, that I know
you want to be."
After a hug and
back pats to his slave, Terrence offered comfort, "Don't be sad little fella;
we just got some good news from Dr. Evans. I'll save it for you
until we get to the hospital tomorrow."
End of Part 21
Guinea Pig Boys
(To Be Continued)
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