Date: Fri, 21 Jul 2023 12:02:16 +0000
From: Albator2122@proton.me
Subject: The fag contest part IV

THE FAG CONTEST -- part IV

Category : gay/authoritarian

Author : Albator -- albator2122@proton.me

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Part IV : whory-timy show

The release break took me by surprise. whory-timy was on top just after
fag joe's performance. Now he's going to colapse. He looks dejected and
not at all in the spirit of a winner. What do I have to do to get him
going again? I've decided to give him some shining-slutty hot cream. It's
a risky move, as I'm going over the prescribed dose. The risk is that the
advanced state of slutiness into which he is immersed by the ongent, will
become permanent. Some alphas don't like their sex-houseboy wife to be in
this permanent state, as it makes her much less efficient at household
chores. But the regime's highest dignitaries, who enjoy the privilege of
having one or more houseboys in addition to an official
sex-houseboy-wife, are very fond of fags in a permanent state of
horniness, who have the reputation of being even more docile and
malleable, and who can be put through anything without risk of being
penalized for violating the code of ethics of sex-houseboy-wife sexual
domination. Since a dignitary lost his harem privileges (he had ten
houseboys) for fisting his sex-houseboy-wife when it was not in his
natural tendencies, fags in a permanent state of heat and ready to do
anything to satisfy their alpha have become highly prized. But the risk
would be that the ultra bitchy side would be coupled with a worsening of
the specimen's debility. In the case of the contest, minimal cognitive
skills were required to follow the script we had rehearsed hundreds of
times. But also to perform well in the second part of the contest, the
interview. The Alphas also like to have a not-too-dumb houseboy to spend
time with and chat with from time to time. Dummies are only prized by the
elite, whose privileges allow them to have a variety of cuties, often
including a favorite who's smarter than the rest, with whom they can
share pleasant moments. If whory timy, as a side-effect of his overdose,
accentuated his debility to the point of being unable to answer
questions, he'd be eliminated immediately! At worst, he wouldn't find an
Alpha to marry. But given his profile, I think a member of the elite
would take him in his harem, whatever happens.

For the moment, my strategy seems to be working. whory-timy is ultra
horny again and squirms in all directions, contracting his anus on his
plug; I have to slam his hand down repeatedly to stop him stroking his
cock. The little whore would love to cum! But his boner, stretching the
thong's pouch to the limit, will look great on stage!

It's the moment I've been waiting for so long... I hook the leash onto my
half-brother's collar. And I rush onto the stage, pulling the fag behind
me in accordance with the regulation parade. We slowly make two trips
back and forth in front of the jury. I hear the bitch whimper. Then I
stop in the middle of the stage to introduce him to the jury member. The
animal has a hard-on! He's very docile; he respects what's been agreed,
looks at each member of the jury with his mouth open, then immediately
lowers his eyes; he has the eyes of a submissive puppy, almost on the
verge of tears (ultra hot), and on top of that, he runs his tongue over
his lips, letting out the high-pitched cries of a sissy in heat. It
wasn't planned ... but I can see it working like a charm on the jury.
Then he rotates on himself to show his ass, arches his back outrageously,
leaning forward while turning his head to look at the jury, he continues
to moan. He contracts his anus and manages to give his anal jewelry a
back-and-forth motion! that wasn't planned either! it's the effect of an
overdose of shining-slutty hot cream! The electrodes measuring the jury
members' arousal levels are switched on. I pull on the leash of my little
whore of a half-brother. He seems to get the message and doubles his
bitchiness. He wiggles his anal jewelry and ass slowly; then turns
around, putting two fingers in his mouth. His thong pouch is ultra
stretched.

The giant screen displays a countdown: 10, 9, 8 ... whory timy moans even
louder, opening his mouth wide. ... 7, 6 5, 4 ... whory timy strokes his
cock, squirming; he lets out a high-pitched scream ... he has cum ... I
think the jury saw it ... 3, 2, 1: 92 / 100! Three members of the jury,
including Albator himself, reached 100, meaning they came without
touching themselves! Never seen in the history of the Contest since the
promulgation of the Constitution of the United Earth! It's a new record.
The crowd goes wild. I take off whory timy's leash, as required by the
rules, because from now on he'll be alone for his interview, and his
trainer is no longer allowed to interfere. The bitch falls on all fours,
chest up and head high, ass ultra arched. I use the leash to whip his
ass, and he whimpers even louder as he wiggles his ass. Cheers and
applause rain down. The sex providers rush under the table to remove the
electrodes from the cocks, clean the cummed rods and purge the others.
They then slip jokes and footshorts on the Macho-Apollons, who become
presentable again. Albator climbs onto the stage and receives a loud
ovation. He shakes my hand and gives me a hug, congratulating me warmly
on my training. Then he strokes whory-timy's head, who rushes over to the
team captain's sneakers to lick them like a good dog, stretching out his
ass. Albator slaps her ass. What a showman Albator is! He spits in his
face, before spreading the spit over his face with his hand without
releasing his hair, in accordance with the Alphas' tradition of seducing
a flower-boy they like. I think it's a way of publicly letting the
Matrimonial Commission know that he'd be happy to assign this little
whore as his houseboy wife, even though he'll soon be reaching
marriageable age, like his sporting retirement, in 6 months' time.
Clever, that Albator! With his exceptional palmarès that made the glory
of Ecopolis 12 (six finals, four world champion titles in a ten-year
career, maybe a fifth for his last season). He's the world's biggest star
and he knows he could have the top of the top houseboy wife! And probably
a harem ... and all at just 28! What a god that Albator is! But I also
know that this performance, having achieved a new world record, will also
make me a hero and that I could claim an exceptional houseboy wife. Well,
well, I'm going to spit in pig-justin's face in front of the cameras the
first chance I get. I have a thing for really slutty puppies.