"That's a prize pair, Mr. Lassiter!" he said, coming up. The slavemaster smiled.
"Thank you, Todd. The one sucked me hard and the other made me come in his ass."
"Marvelous! Could I have a go at one before we take off?"
"Certainly! Fuck Jerry. I fucked Jack."
He put his hand on Jerry's shoulder and shoved the teen forward. Jerry nearly lost his balance as his shoulder hit the man's chest, to be caught and turned around. The man examined him critically and saw the marks of the beating.
"Should I warm him up first, sir?"
"If you'd like." Lassiter suggested.
Grinning, Todd dropped to one knee and yanked Jerry across it on his belly. The man was about thirty, raw-boned and rangy, his long knobby cock slick already even though it was just beginning to lift against Jerry's belly.
"Nothing like a good ass-warming to get a slave ready for fucking, I always say."
Todd jerked Jerry around, positioning him more to his liking, raising enough to tuck the teen's feet beneath the knee that supported him. He settled down again, his hard muscle cutting across the teen's calf. His other knee was raised beneath Jerry's stomach, the foot flat on the wood planking of the dock. He wet his lips, tossed his hair out of his face, and raised his free hand into the air.
"Owwwwwwww!"
Jerry yelped in surprise as the hand cracked down on the cheek of his ass. It hurt, stinging against bruised tissues. Again the hand came up and Todd cracked the other asscheek.
"OW! DON'T! PLEASE!"
Jerry squirmed against the spanking, Todd laughing with glee as he continued to rain blow after blow down against the tender ass. Tears were flowing freely from the teen's eyes as he begged for an end to the punishment.
"PLEASE! STOP! STOP!"
"Scream, slave! Scream! I love it -- love it!"
Even in the pale moonlight the teen's ass changed color beneath the spankings reddening and bruising. After twenty or so Jerry could no longer cry out, but could only gasp for breath, the spanking showing no sign of coming to an end.
"GODDAMN!" cried Todd. "YELL, YOU BASTARD!"
The strength of his blows seemed to increase even more as he slammed another ten strokes down against the bouncing, twisting teen. Then he stood, dropping the teen from his knee, Jerry's shoulder and the side of his head slamming against the dock. Before the teen could gasp in air and cry out again, Todd grabbed his ankles, yanking the teen up against his groin. He clutched at his hips, slamming him against his long, slender cock.
"OHHHHHHHH! GOD! DON'T!"
"Yell!" gasped Todd again. "Yell! Make music! Make me hear you, shithead!"
Jerry was doubled over, folded at the belly, the cock slamming up through his rectum to rub against his spine. The man pumped against him, his legs spread and bent just enough to provide a platform as he dragged the teen back against his cock.
"Oh, sit on my cock, slave! Sit on it! Shit!"
"Please! Ple-ah-a-as-az!" Jerry's voice broke as he was jiggled up and down. "Let me do-own!"
"Fuck you, slave! Yeah, I'm fucking you! Take it!"
Watching the scene, Lassiter began to laugh, doubling over and clutching at his stomach.
"Oh, God! Koch! Look at them! Jesus, have you ever seen anything so funny?"
"No, sir." Koch grinned dutifully, and even laughed. But his eyes were on Jack. "Sir?"
Lassiter wiped his eyes. "What is it, Koch?"
"Sir... may I take the other?"
"You?" Lassiter smiled again. "You're wearing clothes, Koch. You know the rules -- sex partners must be completely naked. But you said you were embarrassed to undress in front of other men."
"I'll do it, sir. This time. Please?"
Lassiter shrugged. "Go ahead. I've been wondering what you were hiding in those loose trousers."
The chauffeur let out his breath and began to strip out of his clothes, carefully laying them on the hood of the car. In less than a minute he was naked, a short, stubby man with a thick midriff, and a short but exceedingly thick cock that sprouted from one of the thickest pubic patches Lassiter had ever seen.
"Good God, Koch! Why have you been hiding that? You're beautiful!"
"It's not very long, sir," he said apologetically.
"No, but Christ, it must be three inches thick!"
"Three-and-a-half inches."
Koch turned to Jack, caught the teen and forced him down onto his knees. Jack stared in horror at the great block-shaped cock before his face, and his head was slammed down into Koch's groin, the man gasping.
"Oh, God! Suck! Suck me, slave!"
Lassiter laughed again, glancing at Todd, who was still bouncing Jerry up and down in the air against his cock. Then he looked back at Jack.
"Yes, slave -- suck that cock!"
The great battering ram of a cock slammed against Jack's nose, bruising the teen as Koch tried to work into the teen's mouth. He released Jack's arms, dug his thumbs into his jaws, forcing them open, prying them wide enough to work his cock-shape across the barrier of the teeth.
"GAWWWWWWGGGH! AWWWWWWWWGH!"
Jack spluttered against the invader, trying to fight it off but Koch wouldn't be refused. The man planted his feet flat on the dock, tongue protruding from the corner of his mouth as he forced his cock into the teen's mouth. The tension was hurting the tendons of the jaw as it was forced farther apart.
"Suck, damn you! Damn you! SUCK!"
Jerry was barely conscious of his twin's ordeal as Todd suddenly fell to his knees, the teen's forehead hitting the dock when he went down. Todd repositioned himself against the teen's back, screwing his cock all of the way into him, done with the games as he started to fuck seriously. He rode deep, his knobby cock making the sphincter muscle work up and down before the long cock shaft was all the way inside.
"Oh, SHIT!" cried the man. "SHIT! FUCK!"
"Fuck him!" cried Lassiter. "Fuck him, Todd!"
"Yes! YES! YESSSSSSSS!"
"Make him suck you, Koch!" ordered the slavemaster, switching his attention to the other team of fuckers. "Make him take it all! Break his jaw!"
"Yessir! YESSIR! OH, SUCK ME! SUCK ME!"
The great swelling cockhead was all of the way inside Jack's teeth now, the separation between glans and shaft almost invisible. Koch stabbed against the teen, his shoulders knotting as he forced the teen to come farther onto his cock shaft. Jack swallowed, fighting, but unable to hit out with his hands tied.
"OHHG! GLG! GLUG!"
"SUCK, DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU!"
Again laughing, Lassiter masturbated himself, his great cock limp in his fingers. He backed up, leaning against the hood of the car, where he could watch them both at the same moment.
"Fuck!" he cried, encouraging Todd. Then: "Suck! Suck him, slave! Fuck them and suck them!"
Todd thrust his cock completely into Jerry's ass, hesitating and rising above the teen's back, his balls dangling and swinging against his captives. Jerry gasped with the stabbing pain, Todd holding his bound wrists, the man's thumbs digging into the soft flesh between the two bones. Jerry felt pain in his knees as well, a splinter stabbing against one but it was nothing against the hurt of the cock ripping through his guts.
"Oh... ohhhhhh! Please! You're hurting me!"
"Hurt... shit! SHIT! I'LL HURT YOU! DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU!"
The cock muscle ripped through the teen's strained sphincter. The man fucked deep into the teen in one swift stroke, then pulled out more slowly, prolonging the agony of the withdrawal from his young victim as Jerry sobbed and twisted beneath him.
"Ow! OWWWWW! HURT... HURTING ME!"
"YEAH! YEAHHHHHHH! FUCK!"
A dozen feet away, Koch dug his nails into the tender flesh that barely covered the back of Jack's skull, forcing the teen down ever farther against the shape of his cock. Jack's forehead was against the man's pelvis, his nose bruised from the pressure of the groin, breathing in the tickling cock hairs. Koch gasped again and again, slamming forward, slamming hard.<
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"Oh! Oh, God!"
He shouted in surprise as he felt his balls swing against the bottom of the teen's chin. He was in!
"Oh, SUCK! Sir! He's... SUCKING ME!"
"God, slave! Good slave! Fuck his mouth, Koch! Fuck your slave, Todd! Both of you, fuck the bastards! Make them yell!"
The men were doing the best to obey Lassiter's shouted commands. Suddenly Todd slammed deep within Jerry and held himself there a moment. Then his hands slid down from the teen's thighs and grabbed his knees, pulling him up as he came erect on his own knees. Jerry's chest dragged painfully against the planking of the dock, the teen's face ripping almost raw.
"Owwww! DON'T! DON'T!"
"Fuck! FUCK! FUCK!"
Todd slammed into Jerry again, then fell heavily against the teen's back, trapping the tied hands beneath his belly. His cock twitched and trembled as he let his weight push the teen down against the dock, and then he began to stroke again, more gently, the moment of explosion safely receded.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" He moaned against the teen. "Fuck!"
"Sir!" screamed Koch. "Sir! Sir!"
"Well, what is it?" demanded Lassiter. "I'm... I'm coming, sir! Coming!"
"Is that all? For Christ's sake, fuck the slave!"
The tremendous cock battered Jack's tongue back against his throat. It was almost as thick as it was long, and perfectly rounded, the barely curved cockhead a battering ram that loosened the teen's teeth as it slammed repeatedly into his mouth.
"OH! OH, YES! YES SIR! SIR! COMING!"
Koch erupted as though he had been saving his cum for months, for all of his life. The stuff gushed out, thick and heavy, oozing around the shape of Jack's tongue, filling his mouth and running out of his lips to slowly drip, hot and wet, onto his belly. He felt two big drops land as he sucked it into his throat, forced to swallow before it choked him to death.
"OHHHHHHHH, GOD! SIR!"
Koch staggered, pushing the teen backward, nearly rocking Jack over. Todd heard the man yell as he erupted and resumed the fury of his own stroking, three stabs deep enough to send his own thinner measure of cream slamming deep into his helpless youth.
"COMIN'! COMIN'! COMIN'!"
CHAPTER SIX
As Koch slammed one final time into Jack's mouth, pushing the teen backward, the teen thought his back teeth were being pushed out of his gums. He sat down hard, the chauffeur following him, bending over him, gasping and sighing.
"Oh, Lord! God!"
The massive prick throbbed as it softened, popping free when Koch released the teen to wipe his mouth. He staggered back from Jack, staring at his cock as though he didn't recognize it.
"Bravo!" Lassiter applauded, loudly. "Good show, Koch -- both of you! Koch, there'll be no more nonsense about undressing in front of other people. You've no right to hide such an unusual prick!"
"Yes, sir." Koch grinned, his ears flaming.
"Oh, shit! Shit!"
Todd gasped for breath as the man worked his cock out of Jerry's asshole and stood, permitting the teen to roll over with a groan. Jerry drew his knees up, staring at a purple bruise on one. Tears stung the teen's eyes.
"Lie's a good one, Mr. Lassiter," said Todd.
"They're both good," agreed Koch. "You've made a marvelous slave-buy this time, sir."
"Thank you." Lassiter was obviously pleased by their compliments. "All right, Todd -- get them on the plane. They're the last for today."
"Yessir." He bent over and grabbed Jerry's hair, yanking the teen to his feet, and marched him over to Jack, where he repeated the performance. Then he trotted them down the dock, holding them so high their feet barely had a chance to touch the planking.
"Inside, slaves!"
He threw them through the open door of the plane, the teens landing and rolling together. Following them, Todd dogged the door and moved toward the pilot compartment, leaving the teens to scramble around as best they could in the semi-darkness.
"Take it easy, asshole!"
The grunted warning came as Jack rolled into another naked body, another slave. The twins managed to sit up and saw a row of a dozen seats ahead of them, a padded area perhaps ten feet square around them. Three other prisoners were in the compartment. It was impossible to make out the color of his hair in the dim light, but a thick cock sprouted from a luxuriant pubic bush.
"I'm sorry," said Jack, wincing against the constant ache in his bound arms, now that the pain of the massive cock shaft in his teeth had diminished.
"Who are you?" said another slave.
"Jack and Jerry Jordan."
"Brothers?" asked the teen. "Twins," said Jerry.
"Where did they steal you?"
"Our father sold us," said Jerry, matter of factly.
"That's rotten! Uh, I'm Kelvin."
"Louis," he said. "His name is Philip."
His head jerk indicated the teen in the middle, who had remained silent. Philip was the twins' age, a handsome teen, but now Jerry saw the teen was crying silently. He stared at his cock, a trifle smaller than the newcomers, as though he hated the thing that had betrayed him into this position.
"Did they steal you?" asked Jack.
"They did me," said Kelvin. "I was takin' a leak in the movies when a guy offered me five bucks to piss in his mouth. He said he'd give me ten more to go up to his room and get naked with him."
"What about you?" said Jerry, looking at Louis.
"I was hitchhiking," he said. "A sheriff's deputy picked me up, said he was gonna run me in. But he took me to that gray-haired old bastard instead."
"They sold me," said Philip, speaking for the first time with a sob in his voice. "They sold me!"
"Who?" asked Jack, feeling sorry for him.
"My aunt and uncle."
"Did Lassiter tell you what was going to happen?" asked Jerry.
"Who's Lassiter?" said Louis. "The old bastard? Naw. He just felt me up and stuck his fingers up my ass."
"We're slaves!" blurted Jack.
"Huh?" The other three stared at him. "What do you mean?"
The twins related what Lassiter had told them in the limousine, the other teens listening in growing horror. They left out nothing, including the veiled threat of torture and mutilation.
"Jesus!" said Louis. "He's crazy!"
"Knock it off slaves!"
Todd came back from the cockpit and kicked his bare foot against the nearest tied teen, who happened to be Kelvin. The teen gasped and drew away, closer to Jerry. The man grinned at the prisoners.
"Yeah, slaves! That's what you are. You're gonna take cock up the ass and in the mouth, and do any goddamn thing you're told to do! You want to fight it, that's your privilege -- a lot of the guests love the chance to kick the shit out of you."
He cupped his cock, pointing the soft shaft at them, and suddenly sprayed piss. It splattered hot against the nearest teen, but he worked it around until all were hit equally, the stuff quickly tuning cold as it ran down their naked bodies and puddled beneath their asses.
"That's just a goddamn sample! Now I don't want to hear one fuckin' word out of you slaves while we're in the air. Otherwise I kick your asses out at ten-thousand feet."
The slaves could see the gleam of his teeth as he grinned in triumph, hands on hips. Then Todd turned away, and a moment later they heard the cough of first one motor and then the other. The plane wallowed about, moving across the water to take off with a subtle roar.
"Jesus!" said Philip, so softly only the guys nearest could hear the word. "The bastard!"
"They really mean it!" said the horrified Kelvin.
The naked guys moved closer together, for warmth and for comfort, huddling in a group as the plane glided through the night sky. Jerry could feel naked flesh on both of his flanks, but even that stimulation wasn't enough to make his cock stand hard.
The guys dozed, then woke with a start as the plane dropped out of the dawning sky, circling over the island a moment before settling to the lake. They couldn't see the g
reat lodge house in the center of the forested island, or the scattering of small guest cottages almost concealed by the woods. A moment later the engines stopped, and Todd came back to open the door.
"All right, slaves -- everybody out! Fuckers on the left, cocksuckers on the right!"
He laughed at his own feeble joke, the teens groaning as they stumbled to their feet. Sensation seemed to have vanished from Jerry's arms as he moved out, blinking at the bright light as the sun rose over a tree-mantled hill to the east. Then he was on the dock, shoved by Todd toward a group of young men, all as naked as the slaves.
"Hold on, slave!" Hands caught Jerry's shoulder, spinning him around and yanking him back against a growing erection. The teen gasped as he felt the cockhead bang against his balls, the fingers moving around his sides to pinch his nipples and cup his cock, which was perversely growing hard, even against the ache that seemed to permeate every part of his body.
"Oh! Please!"
He gasped as his foreskin was worked back. He saw the other captors as they manhandled the rest of the newcomers in the same way. All were in their late teens, handsome youths, and as their cocks stood out to the manipulation, he saw that the shortest was at least eight inches long.
"Oh! OWWWWW!" Philip gasped. "Please, untie me!"
To Jerry's surprise the older guy worked against his bonds, at last coming up with a knife to saw through the thick knot. He sighed as his hands fell free, trying to raise his arms and rub his wrists. But new pain stabbed instead, his limbs refusing to move.
Then he was spun around to face his captor. The youth was handsome, golden-haired and copper skinned. He caught Jerry's hips, grinding the head of his cock in the teen's crotch. It was the most gorgeous prick Jerry had ever seen.
"Like my cock, slave?"
"Ye... yessir!" The guy gulped. "It's a very nice cock, sir!"
"Master!" He grabbed Jerry's erection, twisting cruelly, forcing the teen to his knees. "You call me 'Master', slave!"
"Yes -- yes, Master!" yelped the teen. "I'm sorry, Master! I won't make the mistake again!"
"Jesus!" said the guy holding Jack, looking at Jerry. "Look, fellas -- twins!"
The others looked around from their preliminary handling of the new guys, laughing. "Hey," said one, "Mr. Lassiter's outdone himself this time! This is my third summer on Slave Island, but it's the first time he's come up with twins!"
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