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Gay Uniform Slave
Part 10. Breaking 33
Part 10
None of the five of us slept that night. But in the morning none of us spoke either. We all felt sure that 24s words must have been monitored, and his attempted escape, whatever had happened, was not the real reason that they had extinguished him.
The space on the wall where he had been bound seemed eerily empty.
The day continued as had all others, work, then food, then work, then washdown, then parade of erections and forced to fuck one another in front of the Masters. Tonight, both the Slave-Masters also fucked each of us, and this was hard going as they were big and powerful men. Yesterday evening they had been too busy restraining the slaves and monitoring the rest of us, although I had seen one of them cum when extremely erect.
After another day or so the two new slaves were introduced. Of the five of us, I realised that only 28 and I had had our shirts stitched into us, as the other three were naked and set to wash, soap and cream up the two new guys. My, and 28's role was to hand them, and our naked colleagues, their uniforms once they had finished.
The more belligerent of the two had clearly been given more drugs. I could not be sure that the traditional procedure of each of the two milking/sucking and then fucking the other had gone to plan, although I was sure I could guess which of the two had enjoyed it more if it had.
They were each carrying their butt-plugs, so clearly something had occurred.
I was sure I saw plenty of cum emanate from the dark haired one's arse when he was douched.
When they were both clean and in their uniforms, the younger blonde one (even his eyebrows were blond) could barely stop smiling, and his cock with its new metal ring and rubber ball stretcher divider was tent-pole rigid.
How do I look? He asked.
No talking, said the Slave-Master
The other new slave looked just as hot, but did not seem anywhere near as happy about it. Waking up with pierced, stretched nipples, metal bands around wrists, ankles and cock, and a shiny new irremovable collar around his neck, as well as no hair anywhere, was probably not what he had in mind when he applied for the job.
I saw them both react to something new. It was the buzzing electrical feeling from their new scrotum devices. Instantly both became erect. For the reluctant slave this was a surprise and not necessarily a welcome one. Meanwhile the blonde kid's cock reared up so much he spontaneously came -- all over his shirt, down to his feet and some of it on the slave next to me. He could not stop smiling. After the torrent of cum subsided, his cock became rock-hard erect again almost immediately.
Wow, he mumbled just under his breath enough for the Officer not to reprimand him for it.
This sight, and our own devices, caused the rest of us to become even more erect, even including our other new friend.
As before the seven of us were taken up to the main house in the open air, our erect cocks waving like flag-poles and our balls flapping from side to side as we marched quickly along in our restraints and uniforms. What a sight we must have made.
We were led into the courtyard.
We have the two new slaves for you Masters, said the Officer.
Good, said the Master. I hope the new devices are yet another improvement on the last.
They are more powerful certainly, Sir.
Well, show me what you can do with one of them.
The blonde kid was itching for this to be him, he almost volunteered, but both the Slave-Masters were needed to grab the other new slave and against resistance, tied him to the fastenings in the wall, as 31 had been all that time ago.
Please don't hurt me, he said
Silence! Boomed the Master. Silence him. A ball gag was roughly pushed into his mouth and I could see him beginning to sweat, and his cock deflate.
He doesn't seem very excited to be here, does he?
Then an electric strike, like a lightning rod we could all feel, sprang from inside the boy and spread across his body, we could see in his eyes and hear through the muffled screams that it was excruciating. Instantly his cock sprang to attention and he was drenched with sweat.
Make him cum.
And they did. Time and time again.
At first he jerked and struggled in his bindings and a multi-squirt fountain of cum shot from his cock-head. Little by little each repeated erection -- cum -- deflation -- re-erection cycle produced more noise and less cum, but still the pulsations continued. His eyes shrieked pain and torment and the sounds coming from his mouth into his ball gag became increasingly animal.
Eventually, just before he was about to pass out, the jerking stopped and he panted through his gag.
33, Jenson said. Do you now understand that this is your life from now on?
He nodded his head.
There will be no more dissent. Your cock is here only to serve us and your fellow slaves with cum. Your arse and mouth only to accept pain and cum from us. That is it. Nothing else. No choices. If you speak without permission -- ever -- we will cut out your tongue. If you fail to obey your every command we will cut off your balls, and then your cock. And once you are useless to us like that, we will kill you. And we have some very specific ways to do that.
Do you understand? Ungag him.
The Slave-Master removed the ball gag.
Do you understand?
Yes Sir. He said.
Shall we show you some more pain to prove our point.
N-n-n-no Sir. Please
What did I say about not speaking?
At that moment his entire body flinched as we could all feed a wave of current go through him from end to end and back again. He screamed -- he most bloodcurdling scream I have ever known. And then he came, again, and then he fainted.
He just hung there, although still semi-erect with cum and sweat dripping from every atom of him.
I think that should have served the point. Said the Master.
You -- the other new one.
34 said the Slave-master.
You seem rather more keen to serve.
You can start by licking him clean. Every last drop of sweat and cum needs to go from his body to your mouth. But first you need to cum on him to have plenty to lick off. Go.
33 sprung to his feet, his rock hard cock pointing straight up and not seemingly needing any stimulation, electric or otherwise. He went over to the wall, and his scrotum rose up, and with a pulse he shot his load of surprisingly, but very obviously, pent-up cum all over 33's face, shirt and body. He waved his cock from side to side to ensure an even covering as he produced spurt after spurt of hot white juice.
When he had finished he set to work licking it all up.