Extreme Stories » Daddy's Collateral
Jason Clark was your typical thirteen-year-old all-American teen, shaggy blond hair that hung down across his crystal blue eyes, five foot with a tight, one hundred pound, toned body. Certainly not an Adonis, but good looking enough he got his share of glances from the girls at school. It was on his way home for a two-week school break that Jason's life was to take a dramatic change in direction.
He was on his way home from school when he came across two black men leaning against a van studying a map. As Jason got closer, one of the men told him they were lost and asked for directions. Being a friendly, helpful kid, Jason approached the van to offer assistance. As soon as he got close enough, the two men reached out and grabbed him. The door of the van slid open, and Jason was thrown into the van and into the waiting arms of three more black men.
Struggle though he did, Jason was no match for five full-grown adult men who made their living relying on their muscles.
As the van sped away, taking Jason further and further from his home and his life, his captors ripped his shirt off him. They put his wrists in handcuffs and quickly attached the cuffs to a hook in the roof of the van. Before Jason could even register what was happening, they yanked off his jeans and had him stripped naked. They tied his legs to rings in the floor, leaving him kneeling with his legs spread open and his arms raised high above his head.
Once they had him secure, Jason's attackers took stock of their catch. Letting their hands roam over Jason's body, rubbing his hairless chest, pinching his nipples, feeling Jason's tight butt and down between his legs to his cock and balls. All the while talking to themselves about what a pretty young thing he is and how much they are going to enjoy using his mouth and his pussy.
The leader, who had asked Jason for directions earlier, grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head up. Bringing his face up close and looking Jason straight in the eyes he told him "You're ours now bitch! You do what you're told and behave yourself you may get to keep these" grabbing Jason by the balls.
He pulled Jason close and kissed him full on the mouth. The man's tongue slid into Jason's mouth while his hand caressed his ass cheeks, his fingers rubbing the boy's virgin hole. Slowly he slid a finger up inside Jason's tight hole. Jason squirmed and tried to get away, which only served to loosen him up and let the invading digit slide deeper into him.
"Get used to it white boy, before long you'll be begging for a hard black cock up there."
It wasn't long before the van pulled up to a gated complex with a ten-foot wall around the area with a large metal gate at the entrance.
"Welcome to your new home, kid."
Once inside the complex, the van drove around to the back of a large two story house. Jason was taken from the van and dragged into the house. Frightened, naked and chained, Jason knew not to struggle and just went along with everything.
He was taken into a luxuriously appointed office. Wood floors, Oriental rug, a large wooden desk with two chairs in front of it, fireplace behind the desk. The room's occupant was a large black man, about six foot, three, skin dark as coal. Even though he was wearing a suit, Jason could tell the man was extremely well muscled. His captors brought him into the room and pushed him down on his knees in front of their boss.
"What are you..."
The man's hand flew across Jason's face.
"You speak when you are told and not a word before."
"Your Father's not too good a business man. He borrowed a great deal of money from me, and he's late on his payment. Normally, I'd send someone over to discuss it with him, maybe break a bone or two. It was pointed out to me, though, that if he couldn't work, he couldn't get me my money. We agreed that I would hold you as collateral until he paid me."
"I believe you are on break from school for the next two weeks. That is how long your Father has to get up the money. If he doesn't, I have contacts that would pay more for you than what's owed and you'll never see your family again.
"In the meantime, you’re thirteen-years-old, and I'm told you've never been taught your proper place in life. A white boy like you should have been servicing black cock years ago. It's about time we corrected that."
He stood in front of Jason and unzipped. He reached in and pulled out his cock. Jason's eyes grew wide. He had to be at least twelve inches long, and he wasn't completely hard yet.
"You ever suck a man's dick before?" the man asked.
"Of course not! I'm not gay!"
The man's hand slapped Jason across the face again.
"First, when you speak to me you call me ‘sir.’ Second, I don't give a fuck if you are gay. You're going to become a first class cock sucker, starting with this dick!"
He grabbed Jason by the chin and forced his mouth open. Sliding his hard black cock across the boy's lips, he moved his hands to the back of his head.
"Being your first time, I won't force it today. Eventually, you'll be swallowing all thirteen and a half inches down your throat. You do as you're told, and you may even come to like it."
He started sliding his cock in and out of the boy's mouth.
"That's it, bitch. Suck on my dick. White boys all love sucking big black cocks."
Jason's mind was reeling. This morning everything was normal. Now here he is naked, on his knees getting his face fucked by a huge black cock! The stud was fucking his face with gusto, yet still only getting about half his length down the boy's throat. Jason started choking on each thrust.
"Breath through your nose bitch and relax your throat. Or not. Doesn't much matter to me, I'm enjoying it either way."
Holding Jason's head tightly, he started pumping faster and faster. The head of his cock started to swell, and he began to shoot! Blast after blast after blast of hot cum shot down Jason's throat.
"Swallow every bit of it, cock sucker!"
He let go, and Jason fell to the floor, still not accepting what just happened was real.
The boss put his cock away, zipped up his pants and sat back down behind the desk.
"Lock him up with the other sluts," he told his boys, and they grabbed Jason by the arms and carried him from the room.
Jason woke up confused. He was lying naked on a cot in an unfamiliar room. He didn't know how he got there or what was going on. Then it all came back to him. He was abducted on his way home from school. Evidently, his Father owed someone a lot of money, and he gave Jason to this man as collateral until he paid his debt. Jason also remembered being put on his knees and forced to suck the cock of the man in charge.
The room Jason was in was small, more like a large closet than a room. There was just enough room for his cot and for him to stand next to it. At one end there were bars in place of a wall, like a jail cell. Jason peered through the bars, and he could see that he was in one of many cells in a large room. One of the guards approached his cell. He was a large black man about six feet tall, muscular build, light brown skin, bald head wearing jeans and a white tee shirt stretched tight across his chest. The guard put a bowl of oatmeal on a table just outside Jason's cell.
"Get over here and get on your knees boy."
"What are you going to do with me?" Jason asked.
"You just do what you're told, faggot, and when you speak to your superiors you call them ‘sir!’ Now get your ass over here and on your knees before you regret it".
Jason walked over to the bars and knelt in front of them.
"Today begins your training," the guard told Jason. "You need to learn your place in life, boy. I'm going to teach you."
"First," he continued, " You will refer to me and any other black man as sir or master. You will do what you are told when you are told and obey any command by any black man instantly. If you don't, you will be punished. I've arranged a little demonstration of what happens to sluts who don't obey their black masters".
A second guard came into view with another naked, young boy about Jason's age. The boy had his wrists bound together. The second guard attached the boy's wrists to a hook coming down from the ceiling.
"This cunt did not properly thank us after his trainer and I fucked him this morning. Let his punishment be a lesson for you."
The second guard pulled a switch out of a closet. He approached the boy hanging from the ceiling.
"You need to learn proper respect for your betters, bitch. When a black man fucks you and fills you full of his seed, you need to thank him and beg for the privilege of cleaning his cock with your mouth."
Then he started to beat the boy with the switch. The boy cried out in pain as he felt it across his ass. Fifteen strokes later his ass was covered in red welts, blood flowing down his legs. The guard released him, and he fell to the floor.
"Thank you, master," the boy replied, " for teaching me to show proper respect to my superiors, sir."
"You can thank me by sucking my cock," the guard said, pulling his cock out and shoving it in the boy's mouth.
Jason's trainer pulled his cock from his jeans and put it through the bars of Jason's cell. Before last night, Jason would have thought it huge. At least eight inches of hard cock pointed directly at Jason's mouth.
"Okay, bitch, you can start with licking my balls," the trainer instructed.
After seeing the result of disobeying, Jason quickly got his tongue out and started to work on the man's balls.
"That's it, you little faggot. Work those nuts. After a little training, you're going to be a world-class cocksucker. What do you think of that?"
"Whatever pleases you, sir" Jason replied and went back to work licking and sucking on the man's balls.
"You learn quickly. You may just do all right. Now, get my dick in your mouth, bitch. I'm ready for a blowjob".
Jason quickly took the man's cock in his mouth. Not wanting to experience the same punishment himself, he started to suck his trainer's big, black dick. His head started bobbing up and down taking the man's cock in and out of his mouth. He's only had a couple of girls suck his cock before, but he tried everything he could remember to make his guard cum.
After a few minutes, Jason realized it wasn't so bad this time. The guard was just standing there letting Jason suck his dick. The man's cock was hard, but the shaft felt smooth and soft as satin as it slid across Jason's tongue. Jason closed his eyes and started to slide his tongue over the man's cock. Licking at the head and then sliding around the shaft as Jason took it in his mouth. The trainer slid his hands through the bars and around the back of Jason's head.
"Oh, yeah, bitch! That's the way to suck a real man's cock! I knew when I first saw you that you were a natural cocksucker, but you're only taking half of it. When a black man gives you the privilege of sucking his dick you need to take it all the way down and bury your nose in his pubes."
The trainer started to face fuck him. Slowly pulling his cock out until just the head is in Jason's mouth, then sliding it in until Jason started to choke on it. He held it there a minute, enjoying the feeling of Jason's throat muscles contract around his cock as he gasped for air, then pulled back out again.
"Relax your throat," he instructed. "I'm not stopping until every last inch of my cock is in your fucking throat. Breath through your nose and relax your throat."
He started to face fuck Jason again. Starting slowly, going deeper into Jason's throat with each thrust. Finally, Jason's lips were wrapped around the base of the man's cock and his nose pressed up against his stomach.
"There ya go! Now, suck on it and use your tongue."
The man held onto Jason's head and just enjoyed the feeling of a hot looking white teenager chowing down on his eight-inch black cock.
"Eat that cock, white boy! Yeah, once you get trained, all you white boys love sucking black dick!"
His breathing started to get short, and he started moaning softly. He pulled Jason's head in close and let loose blast after blast of hot cum. Jason kept swallowing as fast as he could, but he couldn't eat it all. Cum started backing up over the man's cock, through Jason's nose, and over his face.
"I may not be the biggest dick you'll ever suck," the man said, " but I always have a good size load. Boss told me I couldn't use your pussy, but with a cocksucker like you, we'll have plenty of fun!"
He handed Jason the bowl of oatmeal and a plastic spoon.
"Now, eat this, and I'll be back in a few minutes for more training."
With that, the guard stuffed his cock back in his jeans, turned and walked out of the room.
About half an hour later, Jason's trainer came back. He walked up to the cell, pulled his cock out, snapped his fingers and pointed to the ground. Jason, of course, knew what he wanted and immediately knelt in front of him and started sucking his cock.
"Good boy," the man said. "You're learning where you belong. See, it's not so bad once you white boys realize your place is servicing the needs of us black men."
While Jason sucked, his trainer attached a collar around Jason's neck. He stepped back and pulled his dick from Jason's mouth.
"This is something the Boss invented. It's like those dog collars that give out an electric shock to keep the dog from barking. The Boss modified it, so it works off this remote control."
Jason screamed out as the man pressed a button on the remote.
"It's a wonderful device," he said. "It doesn't leave any visible marks on the product, but it's a great motivator. Now, follow me."
The trainer unlocked the cell, snapped a leash onto the collar and took Jason out of the room down a hallway and into another room. This room was larger than Jason's cell but still small. There was a chair against one wall, a cabinet on a side wall with a long, thin table underneath. A fluorescent light overhead was the only light as there was no window.
The trainer locked the door and removed Jason's leash.
"This is a training room. I need to be sure you understand your place and how to give proper respect to your superiors. When you stand, stand with your legs spread, your eyes on the floor at your feet, and your hands clasped behind your back. Do it!"
Jason quickly followed his command. His trainer walked around him looking him over. His hands started to wander over Jason's body. Over his chest, across his stomach, around to his ass.
"Good stock, nice ass, firm body," the man commented.
The trainer then proceeded to take his clothes off. Jason let his eyes roam over the man's body. His caramel brown skin seemed to accent his muscled chest and arms. He had a roaring tiger tattooed on one shoulder, but other than that his body was smooth and perfect. His cock seemed huge hanging between his legs. This man's cock soft was bigger and thicker than Jason's was hard.
The guard lay back in the chair, opened his legs and without a word just looked at Jason, snapped his fingers and pointed to his cock. Jason walked over, got on his knees and wrapped his lips around the man's dick.
"OK, faggot, start licking my balls," the guard instructed.
Jason pulled off the man's cock and started licking his balls. Licking up and down, sliding his tongue over and around the sac. After a few minutes, Jason felt the man's hand on his head, pushing him lower. He started licking and sucking him right at the base of his balls, causing the guard to start moaning softly.
"That's it, faggot. Get that tongue working. Now, move lower and start your tongue working my hole."
"No way!" Jason replied in disgust.
Then he cried out in pain as he felt an electric shock go through his body from the collar.
"You've forgotten the rules. You never say no to anything a black man orders you to do. You exist to pleasure us, not the other way around. Don't ever forget that! Now, apologize for forgetting your place and beg me for the honor of licking my hole."
"I'm sorry, sir. Can I lick your hole?" Jason mumbled.
Another wave of electricity shot through his body.
"Not good enough! Make me believe you understand that you were wrong to refuse me and that you need to please me by burying your tongue up my ass more than anything!"
"Please, sir," Jason begged, "I'm truly sorry for refusing you. Please let me lick your ass for you, sir!"
"Tell me what you are," the guard told him.
Jason quickly replied, " I'm a faggot, sir. A white whore for your use, sir. I'm a cocksucker born to suck black cocks, sir!"
The trainer smiled.
"I think you're learning, but we still have a ways to go. Now, lay down on your back."
Jason quickly lay on the floor. The trainer straddled the boy's body with his knees on either side of his head. He slowly lowered himself over Jason's mouth.
"Get to work, cunt," was all he said.
Jason did as instructed. His tongue sliding down the crack of the man's ass till it found the hole.
"There you go. Now, slip the tongue up in the hole like you are French kissing it. That's it, baby. Work that tongue up that hole, bitch. That's good. Now, reach down between your legs and start fingering your pussy. The Boss said I can't fuck you, but we can still have some fun."
Jason's hand slid down between his legs. He spread open his cheeks and started to finger his ass. Rubbing across the hole, sliding a finger inside him. Jason relaxed a little after hearing the man say he wasn't allowed to fuck him.
"See how nice it can be when you know your place in life?" his trainer asked. "Your little cock has gotten all hard."
Sure enough, Jason's cock had risen to its full six inches, making Jason think to himself, "I can't be enjoying this, am I?"
Jason continued to lick and suck his trainer's ass, fingering his own ass, listening to the man tell him this is where he belongs and how happy he'll be once he accepts his place. The trainer told Jason to get up on his knees and start sucking his dick. Once Jason was bent over with the man's cock deep down his throat, the trainer reached down beside the chair and pulled out a black dildo about eight inches long. Placing a hand on Jason's head to keep him sucking, he started to rub the head of the plastic cock across Jason's hole.
"Oh, yeah," the trainer moaned, "how I'd love to shove my cock up that pussy. I bet you're a great fuck, but, the Boss said no fucking. He must have something special planned for you."
Jason mind was whirling. Yesterday he was an average teen. Twenty-four hours later, here he is on his knees serving the needs of a black stud being stuffed from both ends. The trainer was pistoning his cock in and out of Jason's throat as he was sliding the dildo in and out of his ass. Before long the man was ramming his cock as far as he could down Jason's throat, and Jason was swallowing his second load of black cum for the day. The trainer pulled his now soft cock from Jason's mouth.
"When a black man gives you the privilege of sucking his cock, you need to thank him for the honor."
"Thank you, sir" replied Jason, "for the privilege of sucking your cock, sir."
"Very good. Now, turn around faggot, and stick your cunt up" the guard told him.
Coating the dildo with lubricant, he slid it up the boy's ass, fucking him with it a few times before wrapping straps around him and attaching it firmly in the boy's tight ass.
"The Boss said no fucking. This will be your 'chastity belt.' I'm taking you outside now. Remember, you exist for the use of black cocks. Using your mouth is the right of any black man who wants to. It's your privilege to service them and take care of their needs. Don't forget to thank them properly for their use of you. And don't forget, I still have the remote control for your collar. Don't make me use it.”
Jason was lead to a pool area behind the house. The patio was covered in men. There were men in the pool, men in swimsuits in chairs beside the pool, men wearing suits in conversation at the tables. They were all black and of varying heights, coloring, and body types. At each entrance to the patio area were two guards dressed the same as Jason’s trainer, in jeans and a tight white tee shirt that shows off their muscular chests.
Wandering among the men were servants with trays of drinks and snacks. All of the servants were young, white males in their from ten to sixteen, and they were all naked like Jason. Scattered around the pool area were three white boys on their knees chained to posts in the ground. Jason was lead up to an empty post and told to get on his knees.
Jason’s trainer attached a short chain from the post to his collar and tied his hands behind his back.
“Listen up,” he told Jason, “These are all guests of the Boss. He provides you white sluts for their enjoyment. It’s their right to use your mouth however they wish. Remember, you were born for this purpose, to service the needs of horny black studs. Now be good and do as you are told, and I won’t have to punish you.”
With those instructions, his trainer left Jason chained naked on his knees. It wasn’t long before two black men walked up to him. They didn’t say a word to him or even look at him. They just kept up their conversation. One of the men unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He grabbed Jason’s head and pulled him onto his dick. Jason began to suck and lick the man’s cock, taking it as far down his throat as he could. After a few minutes, the man told his companion to hold on for a minute. He held Jason’s head and started to fuck his mouth. Long, deep strokes. He pulled his cock out until just the head was in Jason’s mouth, and then shoved it all the way down Jason’s throat. It didn’t take much of this before the man started shooting his load into Jason’s mouth. When he pulled out of Jason’s mouth, Jason swallowed his cum.
“Thank you for allowing me to suck you, sir.”
The man just patted him on the head and asked his companion if he wanted some. The second man declined, and they just wandered off back in their conversation.
A tall, thin black man in a Speedo swimsuit quickly replaced them. The man pulled down the front of his swimsuit and put his dick in Jason’s mouth. Jason started to suck, but the man told him to stop and just let his dick sit there. After a minute Jason could feel liquid gush out of the man’s cock and taste an acrid taste.
“Swallow,” the man commanded.
Jason did as ordered and drank the man’s piss. When he was finished, the man pulled out, shook the last drops into Jason’s face and went back to the pool.
The afternoon dragged on for hours. Jason spent the day on his knees sucking and swallowing and rimming the men. Some just used him as an available hole and walked away, others told him what a good cocksucker he is and how good he looks with a black cock in his mouth. They ran their hands over his body, laughed as how small his hard cock was and used his mouth to get themselves off. Jason’s cock stayed hard the whole time he was out there servicing them. Towards the end of the afternoon, the pool area started to clear out. Jason’s trainer came and took him back to his cell.
“Okay,” he told Jason, “you did very well. Now, lay on your back on your cot. Your tongue felt so good earlier, I thought I’d give you the chance to show me how much you appreciate the privilege of serving the needs of your black masters.”
Jason lay on his cot, and his trainer lowered himself over Jason’s face. Jason used his hands to spread open the man’s ass and started to lick at his hole.
“Oh, yeah, that’s good bitch. Eat your master’s hole,” the trainer told him. “Show me what a good faggot you are and how much you want to please your black masters.”
“Now, because you were so good I have a reward for you. Your cock is so hard. You can jack it off while you rim me.”
Jason reached down and grabbed his cock. With his tongue working his way in and out of his trainer’s hole, his hand flew on his cock. It wasn’t more than a few minutes until his load came shooting out of his dick. His trainer stood up and walked out of the cell and locked the door.
“See how good it can be when you accept that your place is serving the needs of black men? Do not remove the dildo, but you can rest until I come back.”
With that, he left Jason alone in his cell.
Several hours later, a different black man brought another bowl of oatmeal for Jason. What Jason didn’t know is that this bowl had been laced with Viagra and other drugs to keep him hard and compliant all night.
The man walked up to the cell and pulled out his cock. He didn’t even have to say anything to Jason, who immediately got on his knees and started to blow the man. Jason sucked and licked and ate the man’s cock. He bobbed his head up and down, massaging the shaft of the man’s cock with his lips. Finally, the man’s cock started to shoot. Jason swallowed load after load of the man’s cum. When the man pulled his cock from Jason’s mouth, Jason looked down at the floor.
“Thank you, sir, for allowing me to blow you.”
The man just grunted, put the bowl of food down and walked out of the room.
As Jason was finishing his meal, his trainer returned. “Come on,” he said, “time to get you cleaned up.”
He put the leash back on Jason’s collar and took him to a shower room. The trainer removed the plug from Jason’s ass and told him to go ahead and wash. After getting himself cleaned up, the trainer told him to bend over and put his hands flat on the floor. When Jason did this, he felt the trainer insert a rubber hose up his ass.
“Gonna get this pussy nice and clean,” he told Jason.
Jason then felt warm water filling him up. The trainer stepped in front of him and put his cock in Jason’s mouth.
“You’re going to blow me again. Keep all the water inside you until I cum and tell you to release it. If you don’t, I still have the remote control for your collar, and we’ll have to do it over again.”
As Jason sucked, he could feel pressure begin to build up inside him. Just when he thought he couldn’t keep it all in, the trainer started to cum in his mouth. Pulling out of Jason’s mouth, he told him to sit on the toilet and release the water. When Jason was finished, the trainer had him stand with his legs spread while he dried him off.
Jason jumped when he felt the man stick a tube up his ass and something cold and slippery shot up inside him.
“Don’t worry,” the trainer told him, “this is just something to help make you feel better.”
He then put the leash back on Jason’s collar and led him from the room. As Jason was led into a large room full of people he started to become a bit groggy. His mind wouldn’t focus. The drugs in his food were starting to kick in. The first thing he saw was about twenty naked boys. Each one standing on a small raised platform with their legs spread and their hands behind their backs with a spotlight shining down on them. They all had their heads down, their eyes to the floor. Jason could see they were all good looking young boys, well built without being muscle bound. Ages ranged from about ten to sixteen with varying hair color, but they were all white.
“Just do as I tell you, and everything will be fine,” his trainer told him. “These boys are all being auctioned off tonight. Don’t worry, you are not to be auctioned.”
“Yes, sir,” replied Jason.
Once his eyes accustomed to the dim lighting, he noticed an audience seated at one end of the room. All the men who were around the pool earlier were now well-dressed and sitting at tables. Naked boys milled among them serving cocktails and small refreshments. Some were on their knees giving head. The Boss, who he met on his arrival, was standing up front dressed professionally in a business suit.
“Welcome, gentlemen,” the Boss began. “Welcome to our auction. I want to remind you that all of the merchandise is certified healthy by our staff vets. They have been trained in obedience and subservience to their black masters.
“As you know, we have a series of three auctions. Tomorrow we have our midrange line. Use them as house staff, put them in your factories, put them in your fields. These pieces have been trained to obedience. The next day is our final auction. These pieces are those we find unsuitable for anything other than a life of labor. Trained only to obey their masters and to work hard.
“Tonight’s auction is our premium stock. Each of these items has been specially selected based on his looks, his intelligence and his acceptance of his place in life. They would make excellent household servants, and each has been trained in multiple techniques as a fuck hole.
“But, tonight,” he continued, “I have a special surprise.”
He held out his hand, and Jason’s trainer brought him forward, into the light.
The Boss went on, “We have recently acquired this lovely piece. Fine body, soft blond hair, crystal blue eyes, long legs and a firm, round ass. A prime piece. Unfortunately, this one is not to be auctioned off tonight.”
“Quiet down,” he said to murmurs of disappointment from the crowd. “He is being trained and learning his place serving our needs. However, this one is still a virgin. That’s right. Some of you may have had him suck your cocks by the pool, but he has never been fucked.”
“Answer me, faggot, “ he said to Jason, “Have you ever been fucked?”
“No, sir. I’ve never been fucked, sir” Jason replied.
Smiling out at the audience, the Boss continued his sales pitch.
“As a special treat to start our auctions off, I’m offering a once in a lifetime deal. Who would like to be the first to ram his cock up this white faggot’s boy-cunt? How much would you pay to have your cock be the first to ride his ass and take his cherry? What is it worth to know that yours is the cock that taught him that his place is on his back with his legs spread and a black cock riding his pussy? I start the bidding at $500.00.”
Jason’s drugged mind couldn’t quite grasp what was happening. His trainer turned him around and had him bend over and spread his cheeks. He kept hearing numbers called out.
After a few minutes, this trainer had him stand up.
“Sold!” the Boss cried out. “Congratulations to bidder 57. $2,500.00 for the first fuck and the exclusive use of the merchandise the rest of the night. The merchandise will be waiting in your room at the end of tonight’s auction. Enjoy him to your fullest, but please remember. There must not be any physical damage to the piece.”
Jason’s trainer led him out of the room.
“Congratulations!” his trainer said.
“That’s a good price for just the use of you for one night. I know your new master for the night. He won’t hurt you as long as you obey him completely. Remember, he’ll have the control to your collar, so do whatever he says immediately. As long as you remember that you belong to him, and you are to offer your body any way he wants it, you will be fine.”
His trainer took him upstairs and into a suite of rooms. Leading him to the bedroom, he put Jason on his knees beside the bed and attached a chain to his collar. Then the trainer left him, on his knees, collared and chained, waiting for some stranger who just paid to have Jason as his sex slave for the night.
Jason knelt by the bed for what seemed like hours. Eventually, the door opened, and two black men came in. They entered the room and continued their conversation. They didn't acknowledge Jason or treat him any differently than a lamp or other piece of furniture. One of them men fixed drinks from the in-room bar, and they sat in the sitting room of the suite.
Jason knew better than say anything, he just stayed on his knees with his head bowed, waiting.
Finally, he heard on of the men say, "Let’s check out my new toy."
They walked into the bedroom and looked at Jason.
"Look at me, faggot" one of the men commanded.
Jason looked up into the dark brown eyes of one of the men. He was average height, about five foot, ten, medium brown complexion, stocky, but not fat. His companion was about six foot, four," broad shoulders, trim waist.
"You know what you are here for, faggot?" his master asked.
"Yes, sir. I'm here for your use, sir. Any way that pleases you, sir" Jason replied.
"More specifically, what did I pay $2,500 dollars for?" the man asked.
"You paid to be the first man to use my cunt, sir. To be the first cock to fuck me and teach me to use my cunt to please black men, sir.”
"And when money is paid for sex, what is that person called?" the man asked.
"He's called a whore, sir" Jason replied.
"Correct," his master said. "Then consider yourself one very high priced whore, bitch. My friend and I plan on getting every bit of our money's worth out of you. Now, open your mouth and get to work on my cock."
Jason immediately leaned in and started to rub his face up against the man's cock. He used his lips to massage the cock through the man's pants. Jason reached up to unzip his pants, and the man stepped away.
"Oh, no, you don't," the man told him. "It's not that easy. First, you have to beg me for the privilege of sucking my cock."
"Please let me suck your cock for you, sir. Please let me lick your balls and suck your cock. Please, sir, shove your big, black cock down my throat."
"See man," he laughed at his friend, "these white bitch boys can't wait to get at a big black cock." He undid his belt, pulled down the zipper and dropped his pants to the floor. Taking his shirt off he lay back on the bed.
"Get that white ass up here and start with my balls, bitch," the man commanded.
Jason wasted no time getting on the bed between the man's legs. Burying his face in the man's crotch, he started to lick and suck his balls for him. Breathing the scent of the man's cock and balls deeply, Jason's own dick was standing up hard as a rock. Taking the man's balls gently in his mouth, Jason began to realize that the more time he spent servicing black cock, the more he started to enjoy it. He realized that his trainer was right. This is where he was meant to be; the plaything of a black stud. Just as Jason was coming to this realization, he felt something wet at his hole. He had forgotten the man's friend. The friend had stripped down and now had his face up against Jason's ass. His tongue getting Jason's hole hot and wet.
"Okay, whore," his master said. "Get that mouth to work on my cock. Get me good and wet."
Jason went to work on the man's cock, swallowing it down to the base. This wasn't too difficult as the man was only about seven inches. Jason had certainly service much larger cocks during his time at the pool.
Jason sucked and licked at the man's cock like the pro he'd become. The other man had spread Jason's ass and was sending waves of pleasure up and down Jason's body as his tongue continued to invade his hole. After about twenty minutes of sucking, the man who paid for it decided it was time to get what he paid for.
"On your back, faggot," he said. " I want to watch your face as I plunge into your cunt. I warn you. The first time is going to hurt. Go ahead and scream, no-one is going to come in until morning."
Jason rolled over on the bed. The man lifted his legs onto his shoulders. Moving forward and bending Jason in half, he put the head of his cock up to Jason's hole. The other man was standing beside the bed watching with a smile on his face, stroking his cock.
Jason's head was still muddled with the drugs he'd been given and the feelings he been experiencing tonight. Suddenly, he threw his head back and let out a scream as his owner took what he paid for. Plunging his cock up into Jason's ass, the man took Jason's virginity in one swift stroke.
"Oh, yeah," the man exclaimed. "They were right. You are nice and tight."
Arching his back, Jason yelled out again as the man piston fucked his no longer virgin hole.
"Take that black dick, you white whore!" the man exclaimed. "Take that big dick up your worthless white cunt."
As the man continued to fuck him, the other man stepped up to Jason and put his dick to Jason's lips. Opening his mouth, the man slid his cock inside, and Jason started to suck. Focusing on servicing the stud using his mouth, Jason relaxed a little, and that made the fucking a bit easier.
Jason understood that he had to make sure these men enjoyed using him. The man fucking him was obviously enjoying the ride. Fucking his cock in and out of Jason's ass, telling him what a whore he was. By contrast, the other man simply fed Jason his cock. Slipping it into his mouth and down his throat, he let Jason do the work, using his tongue and throat muscles to bring the man off.
After about a half hour, the man in Jason's mouth put his hand behind Jason's head and held him close. The other man started pumping faster and breathing heavier. Then both men tilted their heads back and let loose. Jason felt cum shooting into him from both ends. He started squeezing his ass muscles to milk the cock inside him while he sucked and swallowed the last of the load the other man was feeding him. The man using Jason's mouth pulled out, only to be replaced by the other man.
"Clean me," he commanded.
Jason took the man's cock in his mouth then licked and sucked it clean. He pulled out of Jason's mouth and told him to lie on the bed. He then straddled Jason's head and told him to get his tongue working.Jason reached up and spread the man's ass open. His tongue slid out and started licking at the man's hole. Pressing his lips up against the man's hole Jason started to suck and lick and slide his tongue deep into the man's ass.
"That's it, white boy," the man moaned. "Eat that black ass. Oh, yeah, bitch, work that tongue up my hole. Got me a pretty, little, white whore whose one hell of an ass kisser."
For forty-five minutes Jason laid there on his back, eating his master's ass, licking and sucking and burying his face deep. Jason felt his legs being lifted up. It was time for the taller of the two men to have his turn at Jason's ass.
Having sucked it off before, Jason knew the man had a big cock. About twelve inches long and as thick around as a silver dollar. The man didn't say anything, just lifted Jason's legs and slid the head of his cock in. Content to let his friend to the talking, he started to fuck. Slide a few inches in, and then pull back. Slide a few more inches in, pull back. In and out, never going all the way. Taking Jason's pussy an inch at a time. Teasing Jason's ass, making him start to want it all. Inch after inch sliding into Jason's ass hole. Jason wiggled his butt, trying to get it all in. It took the stud a good thirty minutes before he finally had his whole cock buried deep inside Jason's boy pussy. Watching Jason getting impaled on his friend's cock while Jason's tongue was buried in his own ass was really turning the other man on.
"That's it, faggot, take his big dick! You're a good, little, white fuck hole, aren't you? Eating my ass, getting that pussy pounded by a real black stud cock. Fuck him good, Jake, show this white faggot who owns his ass."
Jake just smiled and kept fucking Jason's ass pussy. Shoving all twelve inches in, then slowly pulling out to the head of his cock. A nice, long, leisurely fuck. Jason laid there on the bed, his mind on overload from all the new sensations. He kept working his tongue and squeezing his ass muscles. His own cock was as hard as it's ever been. He had become nothing more than a hot mouth and a hot hole whose only purpose was to please these men. The man riding Jason's face turned around and started to face fuck him.
"Good little cocksucker," he said. "Eat my dick, you fucking whore."
Jason sucked on the cock in his mouth while Jake pumped faster and deeper into his ass. One man's balls banging against his chin, while the others were banging against his ass. Jake finally pulled all the way out and with a deep moan thrust his cock balls deep into Jason's ass, shooting load after load of cum. When he was finished, Jake pulled out and went to the living room to make himself a drink. The other man pulled out of Jason's mouth and put him on his knees on the bed. Ramming his cock into Jason's well-fucked cunt, he leaned over and whispered into Jason's ear.
"Take my cock, you fucking faggot. This is where you belong white boy. Spreading your legs, taking black dick up your pussy or down your throat. White whore like you can't truly be happy unless he's serving the needs of a black stud. Look how hard your cock is. It knows. You're nothing but a fuck toy. A whore to be used by black cock. Put here on Earth to be used by black men. Now, tell me what you are. Tell me what you need, bitch."
"Yes sir," Jason replied. "I'm a whore and a faggot. A toy created to please black studs. I need your cock in me, sir. Please fuck me, sir. Fuck me hard! Shove your cock up my cunt. Make me your bitch!"
Jason arched his back, wiggled his butt, pushed backward to take as much of the stud's cock as he could. His one goal to please this man and feel his cum shoot deep inside him. The top rode him long and hard. Shoving his eight inches in and out. All while telling Jason what a whore he was and how privileged he is to be used by two black studs.
Until the early hours of the morning, Jason was used by these two studs for their own enjoyment.
The next morning when Jason’s trainer came to collect him, he found Jason a cum covered, sweaty mess. Jake was lying on the bed, and Jason was impaling himself on his hard cock. The other man was watching from a chair holding the remote to Jason’s collar yelling, “Do it faster, faggot! Pump that cock up that worthless pussy!”
The trainer waited and watched until Jake shot a final load. Jason hopped off the man’s cock and quickly took it in his mouth to clean it. After Jake had pulled his dick out of Jason’s mouth, Jason fell to his knees.
“Thank you, masters, for allowing me to serve you last night and showing me how to properly use my cunt to bring you enjoyment, sirs.”
Jason’s trainer collected the remote control, attached the leash to Jason’s collar and took him from the room. As they walked down the hall, the trainer smiled at Jason.
“You did very well. Your clients seemed very happy with you. The Boss will be happy too. That man bought several new slaves last night. He is owner and CEO of a multi-billion dollar corporation in Europe. The Boss wants to keep him happy.”
“Thank you, sir,” Jason replied meekly.
The trainer led Jason back to the shower room. This time, as Jason stepped under the shower spray, the trainer removed his clothes and got in with him. He walked up behind Jason and wrapped his strong arms around him. Pulling Jason close, he whispered in his ear.
“You’re a beautiful boy. All that beautiful blond hair and blue eyes. And a perfect butt. I’ve wanted to get into that pussy of yours from the moment I saw you. Now that you’ve been broken in I can finally get some of that fine ass pussy.”
With one arm wrapped around Jason’s chest, he reached down with the other hand and guided his cock into Jason’s hole. After an entire night of being repeatedly fucked, the trainer had no problem getting his fat eight inches in. Slowly sliding his cock up Jason’s ass, he started to nibble Jason’s ear, whispering to him how beautiful he is and what a wonderful fuck he was.
“I always liked the young, blond sluts,” the man whispered. “And, you have such a hot, round little butt. So fuckable. I almost died not being able to slide my cock up that hole. Fuck, a white whore should be fucked.”
Jason moaned and rotated his hips against the man’s groin.
“Please fuck me, master. Your cock feels so good inside me. Let me please you, sir.”
The trainer slid his hand across Jason’s tight, teen chest. Grabbing one of Jason’s nipples between his fingers, he started to pull and twist causing Jason to moan deeply.
“You like that, faggot?” the man asked. “You enjoy having those tits played with while a real man’s fucking you?”
“Yes, sir. I love feeling your cock using my ass. I need you inside me. I want you to really enjoy your fuck, sir.”
“Don’t worry, cunt” the trainer replied. “I’m enjoying every thrust into that hot, white hole of yours.”
Pushing Jason up against the shower wall, the trainer started to fuck faster and deeper. Attacking Jason’s boy pussy with eight inches of hot, black iron. Holding onto Jason’s hips he started to cum, spraying the inside of Jason’s pussy with his hot, creamy load. Pulling out, he turned to Jason.
“Finish getting cleaned up and we’ll take you back to your cell. You can get a couple of hours rest and then you have more fun in store for you.”
Taking Jason back to his cell, the boy was fast asleep the minute his head hit the cot.
Jason slept through the day. Exhausted from sucking cock all day and getting fucked all night, he had fitful dreams. He couldn’t understand why his Father would subject him to this. Will his Father come up with the money and return his life to normal, or will he spend the rest of his life serving as a sex toy for black studs?
But isn’t that where he belongs? Having black studs please themselves by using his mouth and ass is their right. He should be honored and humbled that they would even grant him the joy and privilege of serving their needs. Jason’s mind was terribly confused. He tried not to think about it and just sleep.
When his trainer returned, many hours later, Jason immediately jumped off his cot and stood at slave rest, legs spread, his hands behind his back and his eyes on the ground.
His trainer was not wearing the usual uniform of jeans and a tight white tee shirt. This time he was shirtless wearing a leather harness. His chest and arm muscles were bulging. In place of his jeans, he had on leather trousers that hugged his waist and legs. The man exuded an aura of power and strength.
“Come,” he commanded, unlocking Jason’s cell door.
Jason walked out the door, and his trainer attached his leash. “It’s party time,” the man exclaimed with a smile.
Jason was led back to the room where his virginity was sold to the highest bidder the previous night. Today, it was set up as a party room. Music was playing quietly in the background while the black masters were milling about in conversation groups. Naked boys were carrying trays of appetizers and drinks. Some of the men had brought personal slaves with them, who were kneeling beside their masters. Their masters idly reaching down and stroking their heads like a pet. There were other boys on leashes like Jason; each one being held by a trainer dressed much the same as Jason’s.
Jason and his trainer walked the circuit of the room. Jason kept his head bowed and his hands behind his back. As he walked past the men would sometimes reach out and twist a nipple, or squeeze his balls, or grab his ass. The trainer would always wait until the man had finished his inspection, sometimes engaging in small talk with the men before continuing on.
As they passed the two men who took such delight in turning him into a pussy boy last night, they didn’t even look up or acknowledge him. They were busy with a boy on his knees swallowing their cocks.
In one corner, Jason noticed a leather sling hanging from the ceiling. A dark haired boy was strapped in with a man fucking him at both ends. In various corners of the room, boys were sucking, being fucked, serving the needs of their black masters.
Jason’s trainer stopped his tour of the room and removed his leash. Jason stood at slave rest position, and his trainer stepped away, yet always within range of the remote control for Jason’s collar.
Men would walk up to Jason and feel his body, play with his ass, squeeze his cock and balls. One man walked up to him, roughly shoved him to his knees. Grabbing a handful of Jason’s hair, he lifted Jason’s head and shoved his cock down the boy’s throat. Guiding Jason’s head by the hair, the man fucked his mouth. When he shot, Jason swallowed every drop.
“Thank you, sir,” Jason said, “for allowing me to suck your cock for you, sir.”
The man just turned and walked away only to be replaced by another.
The next man walked up and said, “Come with me, faggot.”
Jason followed the man to the middle of the room where he was bent over the back of a sofa. The man pulled his cock out and proceeded to fuck him with a good ten inches of black cock. Another man approached Jason from the front.
“Eat my fucking balls, you little, white bitch,” he said.
Jason reached out with his mouth and started to lick and suck the man’s balls for him. Running his tongue around the man’s nuts, up under the sack. Gently he took one then the other of the man’s balls into his mouth, caressing them with his mouth before letting them go.
“So,” the man at Jason’s mouth asked the other, “how’s its cunt?”
“Faggot’s got a sweet cunt on it,” the stud replied. “It took all twelve inches and feels like velvet wrapped around my cock. Wanna try some?”
“Why not,” the man in Jason’s mouth replied, and they switched places. Jason was now sucking on the twelve-inch cock that was fucking his ass a minute ago, and the man whose balls he was sucking now had his cock buried up in his ass.
“You’re right,” the man in his ass said. “It has a nice, tight pussy. Very fuckable.”
They went on like this for a good hour. They would fuck for a while and then decide to switch places. Fuck some more and switch back. Eventually, one man asked the other, “Are you about ready to bust a nut?”
“Let do it,” the other replied.
The two men started picking up speed, thrusting fast and deep. Brutally raping the boy’s ass and throat. First, the man using his mouth started to grunt, and a huge wad of cum shot down Jason’s throat. Then the other man started to shoot.
When they pulled out, Jason stayed bent over the sofa, lowered his head.
“Thank you, sirs, for allowing me to serve you.”
“You’re not a bad fuck, for a white boy.”
The two men laughed and walked away. As Jason started to stand up, he felt a hand on his back shove him roughly back over the sofa.
A gruff voice from behind him said, “Where the fuck do you think your going, faggot? Get your white ass bent back over that sofa now, bitch, and spread those pretty legs. I want some of that cunt.”
The man stepped between Jason’s legs and slid the head of his cock into Jason’s ass. Jason couldn’t see the man or the cock, so he had no idea how big it was. Jason groaned as he could feel inch after inch of the man’s cock slides up inside him. He was thankful that the other men had already fucked him, so he had something to loosen him up and lubricate his shaft. As the stud mounted him, Jason could feel the man’s cock stretching his ass ring.
“This man must be huge,” Jason thought to himself. “His cock is tearing me apart.”
Jason cried out as the man’s cock finally made it all the way in. Jason thought he was sitting on a telephone pole from the feelings in his ass.
“You like that, whore?” the man asked. “You like having a black man’s big cock up your white ass, you faggot?”
“Answer me, cunt!” the man yelled when Jason did not answer. “You like being bent over and fucked up the ass by a black man with all these other men watching you? Do you enjoy being a white bitch and spreading your legs for us black studs? Tell me, do you love the feel of my black cock riding your white pussy?”
“Yes, master,” Jason answered. “Your cock feels so good up my cunt, sir. Please fuck my ass, master. I want to be a good fuck for you, sir. I love the feel of your cock using my cunt, master. Your cock is so huge, sir. It’s stretching my cunt wide.”
Jason wiggled his hips, and clenched his ass muscles, milking the top stud’s cock.
“Fuck me hard and deep, sir. I want you to really enjoy your fuck. I want to be a good whore for you and make your cock feel really good.”
With a few more strokes, the man started to cum. When he finished, he pulled out and shoved Jason to his knees and put his cock in Jason’s mouth. Jason got his first glimpse of the cock that just rode his ass. It was enormous! Had to be thirteen inches and so fat Jason didn’t think he could have gotten his hand around it. Looking up, Jason was shocked the see the man who had just brutally raped his ass and whose cock he was now sucking clean was his high school coach, Coach Johnson.
“Don’t be late for practice, faggot,” Coach Johnson said, and walked away laughing.
At the opposite end of the room, a pair of double doors opened, and The Boss walked in followed by one of the trainers with a boy on a leash. The boy was about eleven-years-old, four foot, nine, sixty pounds, small framed with long dark hair that hung down to his shoulders. He had a pretty, round face with blue eyes and long lashes. A small turned-up nose and red lips that parted to reveal a row of even, white teeth. He had what is called a “swimmer’s build,” nicely developed, but not muscle bound, and a round bubble butt that begged to be fucked. There wasn’t a hair on his body except for his head and between his legs. If it weren’t for a six-inch cock and pendulous balls hanging between his legs he could almost be taken for a girl.
“Gentlemen,” the Boss said. “Please follow me to the next room. The entertainment is about to begin.”
He turned and walked back into the next room. The men and their slaves followed into a large gymnasium. Near the entrance to the room was a viewing area with tables and chairs and a bar in the corner. Beyond a half-wall barrier was a huge empty space easily the size of the basketball court at Jason’s school. As the guests and their slaves proceeded to the gym, the trainer took the boy off to the side. Two other naked young boys started to rub him down with oil from his head to his feet, making his entire body glisten in the reflected light. The Boss held a bottle of champagne in the air.
“For those of you who brought personal slaves,” he began, “ I have a game for you. I call it the Slippery Faggot. We will release the faggot, covered in oil, and the contestants have to catch him. Whoever’s slave can catch him and hold onto him is declared the winner. The prize for the slave owner is this bottle of Dom Perignon. For the slave who wins, his prize is fucking the faggot. If they can’t catch him in thirty minutes, I declare that the faggot has won. Whose game?”
Within a few minutes, there were a half dozen naked boys entering the ring. The slippery faggot boy was led out into the middle of the room by his trainer and released from his leash.
“On your mark,” the Boss began. “Get Set. GO!”
The boys all started running after the greased boy. He would dodge to the left, and then dodge to the right. Wherever he went, they followed. They grabbed him, and groped him and tried to pull him down and he would slide right out of their grasp. They grabbed his arms, but he’d pull free, they’d grabbed his legs, but again he’d slip free. One boy tackled him, and they fell to the ground, but the young faggot boy still managed to wiggle and slide out of his embrace.They chased the boy around the gym with the viewers laughing and yelling encouragements from the sideline. Finally, one boy realized there was one part not greased up. Knocking the boy to the ground, he quickly wrapped his hand in the boy’s long dark hair. Using it as a handle, he kept the boy pinned to the ground and slid his cock up the boy’s ass. To the laughter and encouragement of the crowd, he spread open the boy’s legs and started to fuck his prize.His master was well pleased that it was his slave that came out on top and felt he earned the bonus of a good fuck. Once the boy shot his load and the onlookers walked away, his master puts him on his knees and face fucked him, just to remind him that his place is still on his knees worshiping his master’s black cock.
“Congratulations,” the Boss said to the winner. “You have a very intelligent boy, there.”
“I should hope so,” the man replied. “ I bought him from you several years ago.”
“For the next contest,” the Boss continued, “we have a test of skill. I need five of you men to volunteer. I have selected the best five cocksuckers from the stable. The prize goes to the man who holds out the longest. To ensure the sluts are doing their best, the first one to bring their man off will be rewarded, the others will be punished by their trainers.”
Five of the guests got up and stood at the front of the group. Jason and four others were brought before the men and put on their knees with their hands tied behind their backs. The men unzipped and pulled out their cocks, already starting to harden with anticipation.
“When I say GO,” the Boss instructed, “you may begin. We have bound the faggot’s hands so they can only use their mouths. You, of course, can use their mouths anyway you, please. On your mark. Get set. GO!”
Jason barely had time to open his mouth when the man standing in front of him rammed his cock down his throat. Grabbing a handful of Jason’s blond hair and using it like reigns to hold his head close, the man started to pump in and out of Jason’s mouth. Men gathered around the group and yelled encouragement to their friends.
“That’s it. Fuck that white boy’s mouth.
“Make the bitch eat that cock.”
“Suck that cock you fucking white faggot!”
“Ram it down its throat!”
Jason sucked the man’s cock using all he’s learned the last several days to bring his stud to climax. He sucked with his throat muscles, massaging the man’s shaft. He licked it, he sucked it, he tried everything he could to make the man cum.The man next to Jason quickly pulled his cock out of his faggot’s mouth and started to shoot, spraying over the boy’s face and hair.Then another and another until it was just Jason and one other faggot on their knees servicing a hot black cock with their mouth. The man in Jason’s mouth started to moan and then yanked his cock from the boy’s hot mouth. Shooting his cum over Jason’s face, Jason kept his mouth open to catch what he could. When the man finished, Jason swallowed and thanked the man for the privilege of sucking his cock for him.
“I still lost, you stupid cunt,” the man growled.
Shoving Jason away from him, he zipped up and stormed off into the crowd.The final contestant, a boy about Jason’s age with short, red hair, was still sucking his man’s cock for all he was worth. The man pulled out and shot a load onto the boy’s face, then shoved it back down the faggot’s throat to feed him the rest of the load.
And we have a winner!” the Boss cried out.
“For our final event,” he continued, “we’ve taken a page from ancient Rome, but with a twist. A chariot race!”
Slaves were wheeling five chariots out onto the field. The chariots consisted of a wheeled platform just large enough for a man to stand. A harness and reins in front for the draft animal. Each chariot had a number painted on the front.
“I need five volunteers for drivers. The reminder of you may make wagers as you wish. Your horses are being brought to the chariots now. The first to complete two laps of the track is declared the winner.”
Five naked, young boys were being hooked up to the chariots. A harness strapped across their chests with reins going back to the driver. The Boss quickly got his five volunteers, and the chariots were lined up at the starting line.
One more time the Boss cried out, “On your mark! Get set! GO!” and the slaves took off running.
The crowd was yelling.
“Come on number five!”
“Run number three.”
The drivers used the whips that came with the chariots to encourage more speed from their “horses.” They ran around the track as fast as the young boys could go. They ran by the viewing stand to more encouragement from the onlookers. The drivers whipping their steeds. The slaves were running as fast as they could with the sweat pouring off them.
The Boss was calling the race, “Number four in the lead, followed by number one, number three, number two and number five. Number one pulling up neck and neck with number four. As we enter the second lap number five starting to pull forward. Number one and number four still neck to neck. Number three starting to edge up. And with a final burst of speed, it’s number three the winner by a nose!
“I hope you all enjoyed the evening’s entertainment,” the Boss said. “Now, please proceed to the dining room where dinner is being served. You may leave your slaves here, and we will make sure they are fed and watered.”
Jason and the others were led into the shower room where the trainers were essentially just hosing down the slave boys. When finished being cleaned up, they went into the training area.
While the Boss and his associates were having dinner served to them, the Boss had provided a keg for the trainers and gave them the night for a little fun and relaxation for themselves.
Jason looked on as the pretty boy from the “slippery faggot” contest was put in a sling. Swinging back and forth between two of the trainers, he was being alternately impaled in his mouth and his pussy by two hard, black cocks.
In another corner, two trainers had a boy in his mid-teens strung up from the ceiling. His hands were pulled high above his head with his legs dangling, just barely able to reach the floor. The more senior of the trainers was showing, the newer one the best way to use the whips on a faggot without damaging the product.
A small group of the trainers was sitting around laughing and watching a boy about thirteen dancing in front of them. As Jason got closer, he saw the boy wasn’t actually dancing. They had wrapped an electric slave collar around the boy’s balls and were taking turns hitting the remote control.
Scattered around the room trainers and slaves were engaged in different activities. Some were simply giving their trainer a massage, others were sucking their cocks or being mounted by one or more of the trainers.
One of the trainers approached Jason’s and asked, “So this is the faggot with the $2,500.00 cunt?”
Jason’s trainer laughed and replied, “He may be an expensive piece of ass, but I got it free.”
“Well, share, brother, share,” his friend replied.
Jason’s trainer put his hand on Jason’s head and shoved him roughly to his knees.
“Suck it, you little faggot.”
Jason wrapped his mouth around the man’s cock. He tried to make it as wet as he could because he knew it was eventually going up his cunt. The stud pulled his cock from Jason’s mouth, turned him around and bent him over. Shoving his entire length up Jason’s ass, the man let out a contented sigh.
“The bitch does have a sweet pussy on it. Don’t know as if I’d pay $2500 for it, but it’s sweet as velvet.”
“Talk to me, you little whore. Tell me how much you love being fucked by a real man with a real cock.”
“Oh, fuck me, master,” Jason cried out. “Please shove your cock up my cunt. Your cock is so big. It feels like you’re stretching my hole open wide with your black dick. It feels so good having a big black cock pumping my cunt. I want to be your whore, master. I need to feel your cock using my cunt. Please, master. Please, fuck your worthless, white faggot, sir. Fuck me hard all night long! Shove your cock up my ass and ride me hard. Please, sir!”
All that talk and watching his friend using Jason’s cunt made Jason’s trainer all the hornier.
“Enough talk,” he said, “suck my black dick, you worthless piece of white cunt!”
Opening his mouth, Jason gave his trainer the best blowjob he could. Sucking and swallowing and bobbing his head up and down on the cock. Lost in the sensation of servicing the two cocks using his mouth and his pussy, Jason didn’t realize his own cock was once again standing at a full six inches. The man fucking him pulled out of his ass and moved to his mouth.
“Blow me you little white faggot. Suck that black cock down your fucking throat, you no good, white trash whore!”
Jason’s trainer laughed as another man started to use Jason’s pussy. Loosened as he was, Jason still felt every inch slide up inside him. This one started to fuck him hard and fast. Slamming his cock into Jason’s cunt as hard as he could. It wasn’t long before Jason felt the man shoot up inside him. As soon as he pulled out, another stud’s cock replaced him.
Jason couldn’t even see who was fucking him because of the man face fucking his mouth. As Jason was being fucked from both ends, a young, black man approached Jason’s trainer and told him the Boss wants to see them as soon as they clean the cunt up.
Jason was taken back to the shower room and cleaned up. After being washed head to toe, inside and out, he was taken back to the office where he met the Boss for the first time. Was it really only three days ago? So much had changed for Jason in such a short time.
The Boss was sitting at his desk on the telephone. He had taken the jacket off but was still in the suit he was wearing earlier. Jason stood in front of the desk at slave rest. His legs spread open, he hands clasped behind his back and his eyes cast respectfully on the ground at his feet. The Boss stood up and walked around and leaned on the front of the desk. Jason could see his thirteen-inch monster cock jutting obscenely from the front of his pants.
“Get to work, white boy,” the Boss commanded.
Jason dropped to his knees and sucked the man’s cock. By the time the Boss finished his call, Jason was swallowing all thirteen inches like a whore who had been doing it all his life.
“Didn’t I tell you, bitch that you’d be taking it all soon?”
Jason’s reply was mumbled around a mouth full of dark cock.
As Jason was on his knees sucking his master’s dick the door opened and in walked a young sixteen-year-old black teenage boy. Tall, and very muscular. Every inch a stud in jeans and a tee shirt that barely contained his chest. Jason recognized him as Tyler Dixon, the star athlete from his high school. Jason competed with him in track meets.
“What did I tell you, Pop,” the boy said with a grin. “Isn’t it better to have use of this little, white faggot while his deadbeat Dad gets the rest of your money? I knew it was about time this bitch learned his place, servicing black dick. Looks pretty doing it too.”
Pulling his cock out, he grabbed Jason by the hips and pulled him up to the fucking position. Although younger, he was already every inch as long as his Father, and thick as a baseball bat. Sliding his cock into Jason’s pussy, Tyler let out a sigh.
“Ohhh! All that black cock that’s been using this white fuck hole, and it still wraps around my dick like a glove! I’m glad you agreed, Dad. I wanted to fuck this faggot for years.”
Father and son started double-teaming Jason’s mouth and pussy. Between them, Jason had almost thirty inches of black dick using him as a fuck toy and cum faggot. The older man started to cum in Jason’s mouth.
“Swallow it, bitch. I’ll beat you till you pass out if you spill one drop of my cum, faggot.”
His son just laughed as he fucked.
“Unfortunately,” Mr. Dixon said to Jason, “all good things have to end. Your Father came up with the money this afternoon. I’m always good to my word. You’ll be returned home shortly, but you best remember your place, boy. You white bitches belong on your knees and on your backs serving us blacks.”
“Yes, sir,” Jason replied. “Thank you for allowing me to service you and for showing me where I belong, master.”
Mr. Dixon just laughed and told his son, “Enjoy your fuck son. When you’re through using him the guards will take him for you,” and he walked from the room.
“Alone at last,” Tyler laughed. “But don’t worry, my pretty, little, white whore. I’ve already passed the word around to the brothers at school. You’ll be getting plenty of black dicks to keep you in training. Coach Johnson’s already arranged for you to come along on all the away games.”
“It’ll be nice to have a team bitch we can fuck,” Tyler continued. “Coach won’t let us screw the cheerleaders anymore since that stupid cunt went and let herself get knocked up. Stupid mother fucking bitch!”
“When we won a game Coach would buy us some Jack, and we’d take her back to Coach’s room and party. Faggot used to love worshiping black dick. We’d get drunk and pass her around. Weren’t her folks surprised when that baby popped out all cute and brown?
“We can fuck you all night long and never have to worry about getting you knocked up. Shit! I’m getting excited just thinking about how much fun we’re going to have this year.”
“Thank you, master, for allowing me to service you and your friends, sir,” Jason said.
Jason stood there, bracing himself against the Boss’ desk while Tyler Dixon, the stud of the school, fucked his boy-cunt. Tyler kept telling Jason all the plans he had for the coming school year
“I’ve already got some parties planned. We’ll set you up a couple of mattresses in the basement so you can service all the black studs. I’ve also got an idea for a fundraiser. There’s a bar I know of in town. Only blacks go there. It’s kind of rough, so not a lot of women go there, and the men are starved for pussy. The owner will let me have the back room, and we can sell your ass to raise money.”
As he was explaining his plans to Jason, the boy was ramming his cock faster and harder into Jason’s boy-cunt. To Jason’s surprise, when Tyler shot his load, so did Jason, without ever touching his own cock. Tyler pulled his dick from Jason’s ass and shoved him to the floor.
“Clean that mess up you fucking white faggot! How dare you make a mess of my Father’s office!”
As Jason was on his knees, licking up the cum he shot on the floor, he felt a sharp prick in his ass. A few minutes later, everything went black. Jason woke up, fully dressed, on the sofa in his home. On the table in front of him was a DVD with a sticky note attached.
“Coming soon to an adult video store near you. You’ll be a star!” it read.
With trepidation, Jason put it in the player and turned it on. It was a video record of everything that happened to him. Cameras in the van caught his capture and stripping. He watched his first blow job in the boss’ office. His time as a suck hole by the pool. The auctioning of his virginity and the night long turning of his ass into a cunt. Everything was recorded right down to Tyler using his pussy in his Father’s office. Jason was clearly seen in every frame, but the faces of the black men using him were obscured. Jason quickly turned it off when he heard the front door open, and his parents and ten-year-old brother walked in.
“Jason!” his mother exclaimed. “You’re back from your camping trip early, honey.”
“Yes, son,” he Father said hesitantly. “You’re back from your camping trip. Was the camping trip okay, son? You have a good time on the camping trip?”
Jason walked up to his parents, looked his father straight in the eye and with one punch knocked him across the foyer. Without a word, and to the shock and disbelief of his mother and brother, Jason turned and walked out the door.
Jason never spoke another word to his father. He came back the next day when everyone was out and collected some clothes and a few personal things. He found an inexpensive weekly hotel to stay at. The landlord, an older black man in his fifties, was kind enough to give Jason a break in the rent in exchange for some boy-cunt or a blow job, which Jason was conditioned to give without hesitation.
Coach Johnson helped Jason get an after school job as a stock boy at a hardware store. The owner was a friend of the Coach’s. A big, well-built black stud of a man who taught Jason a lot about hardware and about servicing a thick, black cock.
Jason continued with school and with his track practice. True to his word, Tyler had arranged for Jason to service all the black boys at school and take care of the team on the away games.
Jason’s Mother found the DVD in the player. Unfortunately, it recorded the Boss telling Jason it was all happening with the agreement of his Father. She got custody of Jason’s brother, the house and most of the bank account. Jason’s Dad did not contest.
Jason’s father turned to alcohol and was arrested for public drunkenness. When the guards at the county jail found him on his knees with a black cock at both ends, they pulled him out and locked him in an interview room for his own protection. The night shift of five huge, black muscle studs took turns interviewing him throughout the night.
Jason’s brother turned eleven, and Coach Johnson convinced his mother to let him take the boy on a camping trip for his birthday.
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