1. Road to Slavery - 2


    Date: 9/19/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Authoritarian, BDSM, Author: Apocryphus, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    had his face exposed which saw it brown-laden from which his own tongue, teeth, gums and the entire insides of his mouth browned as a result. It was immense, and all the slaves licked some of the shit off in order to try, then snogging with others for them to try it too. The time has come, and with Alpha's shit and Sam's own, Alpha went on his feet and shoved his entire cock up his arse. Not two inches in and Sam was already screaming as loud he could, while still turned on. After a few minutes this stage was complete and Alpha was finally at face-length close to Sam's. Snogging him, he felt pleasured as his own arse was being abused by Alpha's huge cock that extended lengths and girths to violate him astoundingly. Sam's head was lifted by another Alpha male. At this point Sam's face was being fucked by a new guy as this new Alpha's arse was being exposed to Alpha. Thus, Alpha devoured his companion's arse with all this shit as well. It was too much to cope. Hours had passed and daylight breaking but no difference made as to what was happening now under the Earth, Sam had cummed three times without wanking, and was being fed each and every guy's cum both on top of him, through his mouth and inside his arse. It really was immense; and sooner or later all the slaves were carried by the collar to their respective cages by their Alpha Mentors. “You are my slave now. Forget your name. Forget your job. Forget your family. Forget all that society has taught you; we are your new ...
    society now, and this is how it's meant to be.” Whispered Alpha into Sam's ear. With each phrase Sam's boner grew; with each phrase a thrust harder came once more; with each phrase Sam's memories of his own past were being torn and burnt before him; with each phrase Sam became more closer to what he was destined to be since birth. In this rebirth however, it was clear that he is no longer human; but second to his Master, Alpha. Sam gauged on Alpha's shit-stricken mouth and announced his acceptance of his authority over him. While Alpha was still fucking Sam, he was ordered to pant like a hound, and in so doing he obliged as always. While panting, Sam's head was lifted and an unknown individual tied a leash-attached collar around Sam's head with a number in it. Sam didn't care what the collar would say, but he loved it regardless as it finally consummated his initiation to the cult as an owned slave. He would want nothing else than to please Alpha. It was all complete. Alpha stopped suddenly. “I am tired; follow me.” Sam being a good manhound crawled as Alpha guided him by the leash into his own chambers. Still underground, he saw that Alpha's chambers were modestly big with a double-king size bed with candles on either side. Adjacent to the bed was a cosy silken laid cage. “That cage is yours, go there and rest. Your training begins tomorrow evening.” Sam crawled into the cage, and Alpha closed the cage door and locked it tight with a key. Somehow Sam felt at ease in this cage. ...
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