
Slave Trade - Chapter 11
Slave Trade - Chapter 11
Max Lorde
Even after pleasing his master sexually – spewing load after load of cum and being fucked like a cheap whore – slave boy Max Lorde is moved from a fuck bench to a wooden cross, strapped down on his back. His master, Cole Blue, admires his naked flesh from a few feet away, a single-tail whip dangling from his leather pants. Then the cross rises and Max immediately feels the strain on his arms, shoulders, chest and legs. He has heard of the horrors of crucifixion but, within 30 minutes, the pain is far worse than he ever imagined. He moans and gasps, his muscles trembling from the strain, his whole body in agony. Then the single-tail whip cuts into his chest and abs, over and over.
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A smooth-bodied, muscular young man is sent to our dungeon to be used as a pain slave and a sex object, tortured, milked and fucked by a hot young top before he is traded to other masters in a worldwide network of gay slave owners.
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The stories you’ve heard about a network of gay men who trade young males as slaves are true. The slaves – college students, athletes, online hustlers – are selected for their sex appeal and inclination to serve. They are well trained and, even when terrified of their masters, accept their fate, knowing there is no escape and inclined by their very nature to obey. Cole Blue, once a slave himself, is a leading member of the network. His current slave, Max Lorde, a muscular, smooth-bodied red-head in his early 20s, is new to the slave trade; delivered to Cole last week, he has been kept in a cold, concrete cell. His painful ordeal begins now.
New slave Max Lorde is completely naked, his neck collared and chained to the ceiling of a concrete room, his wrists tethered behind his back. A tall, well-built young man in tight leather pants and heavy boots sucks his cock then whips his chest and abs with a heavy-duty flogger. Max is a piece of meat, a sex object, to be used – and abused – at will. You can see the fear in his eyes and hear it in his boyish whimpers as his sadistic, young master, Cole Blue, covers his pecs and scrotum with clothespins, keeping him hard the whole time. Cole smiles and kisses his slave, then rips the clothespins off as Max screams in agony.
Max Lorde has been left alone for hours, naked, hanging from a chain by his wrists, his legs spread by other chains at his ankles, when his young master, Cole Blue, returns, grinning like the cat who got the cream. Cole caresses his muscular slave’s torso and ass with one hand while twirling a flogger, menacingly, in the other. He whips the boy’s back and ass mercilessly, leaving him covered with welts. Cole’s dick hardens, bulging in his tight, leather pants, as he alternates between whipping and caressing his slave. Now his dick is out of his pants, huge and rock-hard as he sprays Max’s fresh wounds with alcohol, sending him into spasms of pain. Max can feel the hard dick against his skin. Soon it will be rammed down his throat, but first he needs more beating.
Cole Blue’s massive cock has been rock-hard and throbbing for an hour and he’s ready to explode. He releases his slave’s wrists from the ceiling chain and pushes Max Lorde to his knees then thrusts his encouraged cock down the slave's throat. Max eagerly swallows the huge cock. Precum and saliva drip out of his mouth as Cole rams his cock home to its base over and over, grabbing his slave’s head and using it like a fuck toy. Max chokes and sputters but never turns away, knowing this is his fate, to be used, to suffer and please. Cole enjoys this young stud choking on his cock and licking his balls while he works his dick himself, finally spewing a huge load of cum all over his slave’s face and into his mouth. Now it’s time to get Max ready to be milked.
Fit, young slaves like Max Lorde are milked nonstop for hours to learn how to remain hard, even when they are bound in awkward positions while blindfolded then whipped randomly by a man they cannot see. A milking device that keeps slave boys highly aroused and hard but does not allow them to cum is attached to Max’s cock and run for hours. For the first half of the slave's ordeal, Cole Blue hovers over him, beats his abs and nipples with a riding crop, while working his own cock, then cums all over him. Cole increases the speed of the milking machine, driving Max wild, and leaves the groaning boy, coated in cum, to be edged, in agony, for hours.
Max is learning to be alone. He is locked in a device that keeps him on his knees and elbows with his ass in the air. He is covered with a blackout sheet, like a precious art object, when his master, Cole Blue, appears and pulls the sheet off, revealing his prize possession, naked and ready to be fucked. Max whimpers in fear, not knowing if he will be beaten or fucked. In no time at all he discovers the answer: both. Cole beats the young stud's perfect, round ass with a leather strap, then fucks him with a large dildo, then spanks his ass again – with the dildo inserted. Oh how Max suffers, even when he’s being fucked.
When slave-boy-in-training Max Lorde is not being used by his master, Cole Blue, he is kept in darkness, covered with a black sheet while chained naked, on his back, to a steel gurney. When the sheet is pulled away, he knows he will be tortured; it is his life now and he accepts it. Today, his training continues at an even more intense level. Cole removes the sheet and inserts a huge, steel butt-plug into Max's ass, making the muscular stud squeal. Then electrodes are attached to the handle of the plug and the base of the steel cage encasing the slave's cock and balls. The electricity flows, making the naked boy's magnificent body flex and shake and arch off the gurney.
A key to being a slave is having the ability to cum on command and pump out massive loads of cum like bull in heat. Max Lorde does not disappoint. His master, Cole Blue, gets the young stud erect with his lips then inserts the hard dick into a rotating flesh jack. Max moans in agony, his muscular body convulsing as he cums inside the pulsating device for two, full minutes, pumping out so much cum it oozes from the rubber seal and drips down his cock. Minutes later Max cums again – twice – while being jerked off by his master’s expert hands. Then, before he can catch his breath, his throbbing cock is back in the flesh jack, and he cums over and over, like some kind of freak of nature, a human cum factory ready to be milked daily.
Cole Blue is training his young slave, Max Lorde, in the fine art of having the most sensitive parts of his body – the soles of his feet, his nipples and his stomach – whipped. Cole uses a riding crop to direct the pain precisely, to concentrate it on those particularly sensitive areas. He begins by gagging Max with a leather gag, to make it clear his cries of agony are of no value. As a slave, Max exists solely to please other men, to keep his muscles hard, his body lean and his hairless skin soft and flawless. He must be beautiful while being tortured, fucked and milked. This is his life and he knows it.
Max Lorde is strapped, naked, to a fuck bench, when Cole Blue enters, wearing leather pants and heavy boots. He smacks Max’s firm, round ass with a leather spanker, making the boy squeal and moan in pain, his whole body shaking, until his ass is bright red. Cole’s massive dick is now out of his pants and erect. He shoves it in deep, fucking his muscular slave like a cheap whore. Max moans and rocks in agony at the violation but takes it willingly until Cole finally pulls out and cums all over his slave’s back without even touching his cock. He then beats the boy’s ass some more and fucks him a second time, leaving even more cum dripping down his slave’s leg as he beats his ass some more.
Even after pleasing his master sexually – spewing load after load of cum and being fucked like a cheap whore – slave boy Max Lorde is moved from a fuck bench to a wooden cross, strapped down on his back. His master, Cole Blue, admires his naked flesh from a few feet away, a single-tail whip dangling from his leather pants. Then the cross rises and Max immediately feels the strain on his arms, shoulders, chest and legs. He has heard of the horrors of crucifixion but, within 30 minutes, the pain is far worse than he ever imagined. He moans and gasps, his muscles trembling from the strain, his whole body in agony. Then the single-tail whip cuts into his chest and abs, over and over.
Young master Cole Blue can’t believe the strength and endurance of his slave-in-training, Max Lorde. Max has the body of a gymnast, lean and muscular, but Cole is blown away by his ability to hang on the cross for hours and absorb a never-ending series of lashes from the single-tail whip. He is like an Olympic athlete of pain, dripping with sweat, every muscle in his body visible and trembling, his hairless skin lacerated, his breathing ragged. Yet he hangs from the wood and takes even more abuse, a true slave who knows his purpose in life is to suffer beautifully and please his master, no matter how sadistic he might be.