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Several buckets of cold water were unceremoniously emptied over the caged whites. They erupted in a cacophony of screeching and yelling.
"Fuck!!" roared Anders, the only one giving vent in English. He couldn't make out what language the others were babbling in. Perhaps it was Welsh or Gaelic? He didn't know. The twink he had just bust his nut with roared and dove into his arms for protection, grabbing his fine white arse-cheeks. The others scrabbled around the cage as their Arab American captors continued to wash them down in this crude manner.
Then an official-looking sort approached the cage, a cudgel and a rope in hand and uttered something incomprehensible to one of the washers. The cage was opened and the official -- a powerful dude of about 40- stepped in and grabbed Anders "Hey, dude! This is a mistake, I'm not like these guys I'm ..."
Whack! The cudgel came down on Anders' shoulder and he stumbled. He found himself quickly trust up again, hands tied behind his head, rope around neck and chord around his manhood. He was dragged from the cage by his neck and balls, the twink screaming as he was torn from him. "Pure little bastard.." thought Anders "I never thought I'd be fucking a guy, but that pretty boy was a welcome port in a storm"
Anders was led roughly through the shanty town. Some local youths ran behind, amusing themselves by delivering stinging cracks to his backside. Women stood in the doorways jeering Anders, pointing at his constricted white tool and laughing. Looking ahead, Anders could see what appeared to be a courthouse.
In he was dragged, and found himself in the company of yet more naked white slaves, all tethered by their dicks to a railing, all gabbling nervously upon seeing him. Did he hear a word of English in there somewhere? He wasn't given opportunity to find out. The official tied him up with the others and barked something at which all the whites went silent and lowered their heads. Anders too kept his trap shut. These poor bastards obviously knew something he didn't .
Up front in this courthouse was what looked like an auction block. A group of obviously well-to-do arab- Americans stood around as the whites were led up onto the block by an official and displayed in a most humiliating way. Jeez! Is this where he was headed?
Damn right it was. When his turn came, he was driven up to the block. The official had a stinging cane with which he indicated to Anders what he wanted of him. Anders was forced to submit to being displayed like livestock. He had to allow the viewers to grab his balls, feel his leg and arm muscles, inspect his mouth and teeth, and then -- most embarrassingly -- he had to turn, squat, and present his new masters with his pearly-white ass and manhole. They smacked and grasped his butt-cheeks, and probed his asshole with their fingers, laughing all the while.
"dont you fucking move!!" Anders told his dick mentally. He didn't want these dudes getting any ideas about him enjoying having his crack explored. I mean, it was one thing for them to have seen him pummel the boyhole of that sweet twink. It was another thing altogether for them to get a notion that he'd be enthusiastic about being similarly rammed...
"Don't fucking move.. please don't ....oh shit..."
Anders pink schlong had other plans....
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