1. A SLAVE'S LIFE


    Date: 3/6/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Gay Male, Author: klammer, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    that slaves obey guards?" I just stood there, and the man casually took a small rod from a holster on his belt and pushed it through the bars and touched me with it. My world exploded - it was as if someone had thrown scalding water all over me. I screamed, and threw myself about, trying to brush the water off me. Only gradually did the pain subside. "Now, boy, hands in front of you, so we can cuff you. Or would you like another taste of the tickler? Good, isn't it - adapted from cattle prods, and re-tuned to the human nervous system. Lots of pain, no lasting physical harm." What was the point of arguing? I couldn't escape from the 'tickler', confined in the cage. So I extended my hands out in front of me, and the guy took the handcuffs off his belt and snapped them around my wrists. They told the steward to open my cell, and then ordered me to follow them. As I was going past the steward he reached out and ran his hand lightly over my backside - I could feel it plainly, trough the thin silken material of my tiny shorts. "Fuck you...." I shouted, as I felt somehow violated. Another man had never touched my body like that before. All that earned me was a big slap on my bum from one of the two guards, who told the steward, laughingly, that "this is the way to treat a slave's ass - a good hard slap, not a little grope!". I felt so humiliated - no one had slapped me there before, either. They led me back through the plane and down the steps - as we left the air conditioned ...
    interior the heat hit me like a blow - it must have been way up into the nineties. But I didn't sweat - I suppose the air was so dry, as it looked as if were in desert. They opened the back door of the Land Rover and told me to get in, and as soon as I sat down a cuff was pulled out from under the back seat and snapped shut around my ankle. "You know", said one of the guards, "We've had slaves try to leap from the moving vehicle as we make our way to the estate, even though they're handcuffed, we're in the middle of nowhere, and they have absolutely no idea where they are. So now we make sure you stay inside - you've cost too much money to allow you to injure yourself doing anything stupid. So just sit back and relax - I would say enjoy the view, but the scenery's not much!" We sped through the bleak landscape, mile after mile. A blob appeared on the horizon, and it turned green as we approached - it was one of those things I'd read about: an oasis. But this wasn't the traditional kind with a pool surrounded with palm trees - there seemed to be a vast areas of green in the desert, surrounded by a mesh fence about four feet high. The track curved around, and we went through a gate, that opened as the men touched a radio control on the dash. "See that fence, boy?" One of the guards said. "Mark it well! It's not so high that you couldn't jump it easily - but don't ever try. Apart from the fact that you'd never survive walking across the desert to 'civilization', that fence marks out ...
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