Owning my Family

Warning! This is a fictional story of Domination and slavery. This story may include topics that may be offensive to some. It includes teens, incest, intense BDSM scenes, and consensual slavery. Where this story is set, the age of consent for sex is age 16. If this offends you, then please move on.

This new chapter is from the point of view of submissive Tony. Master Frank wants Tony's family enslaved so he can control the vote of Tony's father, who is on the city council. Frank's son Alex also wants Tony's family so he can breed his twin slaves, Billy and Jimmy, with Tony's sister. So, Master Alex wants to continue the submissive gene by breeding his twin slaves.

Author's Notes: even though this author identifies himself as a slave, this slave doesn't condone non-consensual domination or slavery. Remember, this is just a fantasy and does not represent real life. Some characters are 16 and 17, so they are young adults. In this fictional story, they are at the age to consent to being enslaved for consensual slavery and BDSM scenes. Some of the slaves are also genetically different since they are the product of a breeding program designed to create 100% submissives or 100% dominants (See MSDS Society story as references). The Society that bred Master Frank's slave Jeffery knows of a submissive and dominant gene. They used that knowledge to breed more submissives and dominants. Franks's other slave, David, is the son of two slaves from `The Society'. David produced Billy, Jimmy, and Mike (Sparky), who also inherited the 100% submissive gene. This breeding makes them so submissive that they want to be enslaved. It is a deep desire that they cannot control.

Characters:

Frank Richardson - Master and Father of Twin boys. Owner of 5 slaves

and designated Master of slave David and Slave Adam. 6ft 3in tall,

200#, black hair with a trace of brown highlights, brown eyes, uncut

10 inches and 5 inches around cock, solid muscles, and zero body

fat. The new neighbor who wants to enslave the family next door

Slave David Anderson - Submissive, was married to Adam and the

Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins. 5ft 5in

tall, 130#, uncut 6-inch dick, small frame but well toned with

muscles that make his features stand out.

Slave Adam Anderson - Submissive, was married to David and the

Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins. 5ft 6in

tall, 160#, cut 7 inch dick, blond with blue eyes. The face of

an angel. He did some modeling before marrying David and

becoming a stay-at-home Dad.

Slave Jeff Anderson - Father of slave David and grandfather of

pup slave Sparky, slave Billy, and slave Jimmy. Age 58, 160#, 5

ft 8 in tall, uncut 6.5-inch dick, brown hair with gray

highlights, lean and muscular build from manual labor, and a

successful general contractor with experience in both residential

and commercial construction.

Jason Richardson - Master and son of Frank. One of Frank's twin

boys. Designated Master of Sparky. 6ft 2in tall, 200#, jet black

hair, green eyes, uncut 9 inches and 4 inches around cock, Solid

muscles, and zero body fat.

Slave Sparky (aka Mikey) Richardson (born as an Anderson) -

Renamed Sparky by the pup's Master. The biological son of David

and Adam. Age 17, 150#, 5 ft 6 in tall, uncut 7-inch dick, blond

with blue eyes, all-around tone but muscular body. The face of

an angel. He could have been a model in another life.

Slave Ralph Peterson - Pup slave of Master Jason and Owned by

Master Frank. 33 years old, 5 ft 9 in tall, cut 8-inch dick,

black hair with brown eyes, lean and build. Before owning the

leather shop downtown, Ralph worked in residential and commercial

construction. He won a lot of money in Vegas that he used to buy

the shop downtown with an apartment upstairs, which is being

converted to slave quarters.

Alex Richardson - Master and son of Frank. One of Frank's twin

boys. Designated Master of slave Jimmy and slave Billy. 6ft 2in

tall, 190#, jet black hair, green eyes, uncut 9 inches and 4 inches

around cock, solid muscles, and zero body fat.

Slave Billy Richardson (born as an Anderson) - Biological son of

slave David and Adam, one of the twin boys. Age 16, 110#, 5ft

4in tall, 6 inches uncut, black hair and brown eyes, slim and

smooth. A swimmer's body

Slave Jimmy Richardson (born as an Anderson) - Biological son of

David and Adam, one of the twin boys. Age 16, 120#, 5ft 5in tall,

uncut 6 inches dick, orange hair, and green eyes, slim and

smooth. A swimmer's body.

Slave Rob Johnson - Permanent slave to Master Alex. He is Alex's

friend and now his slave. Rob is 17 years old, 5 feet 10 inches

tall, and has a muscular build due to his wrestling training. He

is the captain of the high school wrestling team. His father sold

Rob to Master Alex.

Slave Jamie - Permanent slave of Master Alex and Owned by Master

Frank. He was a friend of slaves David and Adam, 38, 5ft 8in

tall, slim body, blond hair, blue eyes, 160 pounds, and a 6-inch

cut dick. He was on the swim team in high school and college.

He's a member of the city council and president of the school

board.

Slave Nicky - Slave of Master Alex. Former son of slave Jamie.

Now adopted son of Master Frank. He was a friend of slave Jimmy

and is on the swim team with slave Jimmy, 17 5ft 8 inches tall,

150 pounds, blonde and blue eyes, and 6.5 cut dick.

Master Eric Johnson - Father of slave Rob Johnson. He owns his son

until his 18 birthday when he sells his son to Master Alex. 45, 6ft

2 inches tall, 190 pounds, 10 inches long, and 6 inches around cock.

He works out every day, so he has solid muscles. He owns the mother

of slave Rob, whom he won in a poker game at the age of 17.

Slave Chelly Johnson - Slave and wife to Master Eric. The

mother of slave Rob Johnson. She was won in a poker game at the

age of 17. 35, 5ft 4 inches tall, 110 pounds. A live-in

slave. Now that her son knows about her enslavement, she can

live as a slave in Master Eric's home.

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POV Sub Tony

Last night, I watched my hot neighbor outside naked. At first, I was shocked. We used to be good friends growing up. Yet, over time, we grew apart. He became popular and even became the captain of the wrestling team. I admired him for years. When we were friends, we hung out all the time. We wrestled in my room a lot growing up. Of course, he won every time. This was before puberty and before he joined the wrestling team. He was way better than me. So, many times, he would pin me, and he would force me to tell him I give up. Over time, he would pin me longer, holding his hand over my mouth so I couldn't just give up.

He is a year older than me, so Rob hit puberty before me. We wrestled the last time he hung out with me, and he had a hard-on. I could feel it in his shorts as he held me down. Ever since then, he never came around. I never understood why. Then, his new best friend, Alex, who was another wrestler from a neighboring school, made me jealous. Then Alex moved to our community not long ago. They became inseparable best friends and left me missing Rob.

When I hit puberty, I remember all the times we wrestled, and he held me tight against his muscular body. It fuelled my fantasy of Rob wrestling me than holding me down and fucking me for the first time.

My parents are very sexually active. My sister and I would hide in the closet when they would have sex. I always imagined Rob and I in bed together, especially once my parents brought home a guy like him. He told them what to do. Yet, instead of childish games, he would dominate them in bed. I watched him fuck my Dad and mom, even tieing them up. The guy only came over a couple of times. Yet, ever since then, my parents would bring home new guys to dominate them while my sister and I watched them while hiding in the closet. Every time they brought over a guy, I imagined him being Rob's father since the guy was older than me. At the same time, Rob would be fucking me in my room.

Rob's dad was just as controlling of Rob as Rob was of me. One time, I watched Rob get spanked bare while naked. I was so scared for him and wanted his Father to spank me instead of Rob. I felt so sorry for him. He was my best friend. I would do anything for him, even take the punishment for him if I had to. It never happened. I just had to watch his Dad spank him with a wide leather strap in his Dad's home office.

So, seeing Rob last night naked and putting things in the garbage brought back all those memories. Then I saw another guy naked as well. I think his name is Nicky. I remember him being on the swim team. The guy had a strange ring around his neck. It reminded me of what dominant men would order my parents to wear when they were in bed together. I always thought they looked hot on my parents. It looked like a dog collar for a large dog. The guys would use steel collars to hold onto my parents while he fucked them. I was amazed when I witnessed my parents become even more submissive towards the men when they wore the collar. I would jerk off watching my parents putting on the collar. In my imagination, I also was ordered to wear one.

Last the night, I jerked off imagining Rob and his father fucking me with a collar on. Rob's Dad spanked me and then fucked me. It was so hot. I shot my load over my head, hitting my bedroom wall.

Standing on the porch, I now see Rob and another hot older man in his driveway. They are shirtless with tight shorts on. They look so dam hot! The new guy is wearing the same type of collar as Nicky was wearing last night. I thought that interesting, but I'm too horny now to think about it, especially when Rob calls me over to him. OH YES! I might be able to get to be friends with Rob again. So, I jump off the porch and run over to him.

"Hi, Rob. What do you want to talk about?"

He asks if I could help him remodel his house. I would do anything for Rob, so of course, I said yes.

So, I'm looking up at these hot men as I quickly put on some work boots that the older man throws at me. Dam, they look like some men in porn movies of construction workers. Yet, this is real life. I feel my dick twitch some. However, I have no time for that, so I stand up. The older man seems to be in charge, so Rob and I do what he orders.

Now, we are carrying a heavy box into the house. For some reason, the house looks different. Much of the pictures on the walls are gone. I just figure, due to the remodeling, they took them down. We get to Rob's bedroom, which is even barer than the rest of the house. I figure they must be painting or something and needed to take everything out. We sit down the heavy box, and Rob opens it. So, I help him. When we open the box, I see a steel door. No wonder it was so heavy. I find it strange that there is a window in the upper part of the door. It reminds me of a front door of a house. It seems odd to use this type of door inside a home.

I look at Rob, and he is sweaty now. Now that I have some time to look at him, he is even sexier than when we were young. I love seeing him in spandex shorts. I would watch him at his wrestling matches. I don't think he saw me. I hid under the bleacher since I did not want everyone to see me with a hard-on staring at the hottest guy in school! Plus, now, with the boots and tool belt, he's fucking hot as hell. I can't help myself. My dick is growing in my shorts. I see Rob's cock is starting to grow too. Does Rob like me?

Ralph, the guy who seems to be in charge of the renovation, and Nicky from last night walk past the room. They are carrying another large box, which I assume is another door. However, what shocks me is that Nicky is naked. Before I can say anything, Rob's mother steps into the room with two glasses of water. My mouth falls open. She, too, is naked.

Rob smiles at me and asks, "Tony, would you like some water?"

I stutter some, "Sure, that would be great."

Dam! If I weren't gay, then I would have found Rob's mother hot. She has big tits and a slim figure similar to my mother. Since watching my parents having sex with dominant men, I'm used to seeing older women naked. I can't help but compare her to my mother. They are both beautiful women. I can see why those men wanted to dominate my mother. I bet Rob's Dad fucks her a lot. I just wonder why she is naked. I take one of the glasses of water, and Rob takes the other. I look at Rob, but he seems to be unfazed by his mother's nakedness.

When she left, I ask, "Why is your mother naked?"

"Because that is the way my Father likes her."

"And she just does what your father wants?"

Rob laughs, "Yes, of course."

"Why?"

"Because my father owns her and me."

When I hear the word `Owned' my dick twitches more. I try to ignore it, but I want to know more.

"What do you mean by `Owned'?"

"I mean, we are his slaves?"

"Slave! Like some sexual game? My parents play sex games with guys. Is it like that?"

"Yeah, sort of, but it's no game. We must obey my father all the time without question."

Rob is rubbing his cock through his spandex shorts. The shorts are so tight that there is no way to hide his growing cock.

"So, she is naked because she has to obey your Dad?"

"Yes, she does whatever he wants."

"And you do, too?"

"Yes, of course. He owns us, so we do what he wants? Do you find that hot?"

Rob walks up to me and rubs my growing cock through my cut-off shorts. He bents over and whispers in my ear.

"Would you like to submit to my Dad as well?"

I moan, thinking about my sex fantasy of Rob's Dad and remembering how my Dad submitted to those men. I have dreamed of this ever since I hit puberty.

Rob licks my ear, "You can tell me."

I shiver with excitement, "Yes!"

"Yes, what, boy?"

"Yes, I want to submit?"

"Good, now kneel at my feet."

Like I'm on autopilot, l lower to my knees. I look up at the man I have lusted after for so long. He is rubbing his huge cock through the spandex short. Shit! He is massive. This is the first time I'm so close to a real live cock besides my own! I lick my lips and stare at it.

"Look at me!"

I look up into Rob's eyes.

"Would you be willing to submit to my father? To become his slave, too?"

I'm about to say "Yes," but Rob places a finger on my lips.

"Don't say anything. If you say yes, let me explain what would happen to you and your family. If you agree to become another slave of my father, he will own you! This is no game where you can come over, submit to him, and then leave to become a free man again. No, you would become his real property. You must always obey him, whether or not you're in his presence or wherever you are. Just like my mother and me, you would be kept naked at home or in my Master's house."

With that, Rob removes his tool belt and then his spandex shorts. Now, I'm looking at his massive cock and wonder if his Dad is just as impressive.

Rob continues, "Once you agree to be his slave, you cannot back out. He will own you just like he owns his car and this house. He could even sell you if he wanted to. You would have no choice but to agree with his decision about your life until you die, or he sells you!"

I'm about to say yes, I have always wanted to submit to him and his father. However, he keeps his finger on my lips.

"There is more. My father wants to own your entire family, including your sister and your parents. What would your parents think about being his slaves, too? How about your sister? If they don't agree to become slaves, then my father would take you away from them. They would never see you again. You would be kept in this house until my father frees you, sells you, or you die. Could your parents handle not ever seeing their son again?"

WOW! I didn't expect that Rob's father would want to enslave my entire family. Then I remember how much my parents love me. They would do anything for me. Could I let them get enslaved so that they don't lose me?

For me, I have longed to submit to Rob and his father. Then I remember hiding in the closet and watching all those men dominate my parents. My sister and I would masturbate watching our parents obey many guys. Now that I think about it, they might enjoy Rob's father owning them. Then I think of my sister. She got off just as much as I did watching our parents. When we were alone, she told me how hot it was. She even said she wanted to be fuck like our parents. At times, I just thought she wanted to be fucked hard and rough. Yet, now, maybe she would like to submit as my parents do. I then feel that my sister needs to make the decision, too.

"Sir, my sister and I hide in our parent's closet while watching guys dominate them. I think my parents would want to obey your father. I have wanted to submit to you and your father for so long! I would become your father's slave right now if it weren't for my sister. We are very close, and I wouldn't want to never to see her again. Please, before I decide, can I ask my sister if she would be willing to be a slave to your father as well?"

"Of course, after we finish up here, you can ask my Master yourself. Tomorrow you can explain to her what my Master is proposing. Then bring her to him. Also, my father wants to breed your sister with another slave. She needs to understand her children will be raised as if they were his slaves, similar to the way I was raised but with more control. When they are old enough, they will be given a choice to be a slave for life or be freed. Make sure your sister understands what she is truly giving up to be my father's slave. Don't tell your parents yet. My father wants to tell them. Now! Suck my cock and show me what you have longed for so long."

I look up at Rob as he explains what his father wants to do to my family, especially my sister. I genuinely want to be a slave like him. Being controlled completely has been a huge turn-on. Seeing my parents submit to those demanding men only fueled my need to submit to hot, dominant men. Rob smiles down at me, which makes me happy. I smile back, then l look at his cock. Oh, Fuck! I have dreamed of this day for so long. NOW! It's finally here. I can't let this opportunity pass me by. So, open my mouth and stick out my tongue. I see precum leaking out of the head. I wonder how different it tastes from my own. So, I lick the precum. Dam, it's even sweeter than mine. I want more! I start licking all around the head, then push it further into my mouth.

I have sucked my own cock, so I have some idea of what it feels like. I dive deeper down onto Rob's cock, taking more of it into my mouth. Since I suck my cock every day, I have learned to control my gag reflex. Yet, Rob is much bigger than me, so I gag a little. Practicing on myself helps me control it. So, I quickly get it under control. Soon, I'm taking his cock deeper and deeper into my throat.

When I get it all the way, my throat is so full. I never had a cock this long down my throat. I'm proud that I'm able to take it!

Rob looks down at me, "This isn't the first cock you have sucked, has it?"

With his cock buried in my throat, I shake my head no.

"Good, then I can fuck you without much training. My father will be pleased."

Pride fills me as he starts slowly moving in and out of my mouth, taking long strokes with each fuck. He grabs my head on either side, holding me tight. Rob fucks my throat faster and faster.

There is nothing I can do now to help him. He has taken control, and I'm loving it. It's the first time someone has restrained me besides tying up myself. Even though I can't breathe and fear is rushing into me, my cock is so hard it hurts. I just hope that I will not pass out before Rob gets off.

Finally, Rob roars as I feel his cock pulse, dumping the first load of a man directly into my stomach! I watched my dad and mom take a load like this, but it is pretty different when you are on the receiving end.

After Rob's cock finally finishes pulsating, he pulls out of me. I immediately take big breaths, thankful that I didn't pass out. I would be utterly embarrassed if that happened. He is still holding my head as he looks down at me. I look up into his eyes and know where I belong. His stare is intense. It gives me shivers, yet in a good way. I milk his cock and lick the head clean while we lock our eyes with each other.

Then I hear someone enter the room. I can't see who it is because Rob keeps my head turned up, so our eyes are locked on each other.

"Boy, does he know what is expected of him?"

Rob then breaks eye contact and looks at the newcomer. So, I look forward at his cock instead. OH Fuck! I want to suck him again.

"Yes, Master. What will happen to him has been explained. The boy wants to talk to his sister in hopes he can talk her into submitting Master Eric as well. They seem to be very close, Master."

"OK, but make sure the boy knows that he will be enslaved regardless of whether or not she agrees. The boy is meant to be owned. So, if he ever wants to see his sister again, he better be convincing. Besides, I have plans for his sister. Slave, I want that family enslaved. So, make it happen. Am I clear?"

"Yes, Master! The boy will bring the sister on board, or I will fuck her into submission myself."

"Good slave. That is what I like to hear. Fuck her if you have to. I don't give a fuck about how it gets done. My Dad needs the father enslaved, and I need the sister bred. So, it's critical that we get family enslaved."

"Understood, Master."

"You had your fun. Now get back to work."

"Yes, Master!"

I hear Rob's Master walk back down the hall. I look up at Rob's face, confused about who that was. Does Rob have two Masters? Why does this Master want my family enslaved?

Rob looks down at me, "That is Master Alex. My father is selling me to Master Alex when I turn 18. I have already signed my Slavery Contract with Master Alex. As you heard, Master Alex wants your family enslaved. So, you better get your sister to agree, or I will have to fuck her into submission myself. I'm gay, so I don't want to fuck her, but I will if I have to. You already said she was a slut. Therefore, I'm sure she will gladly let me mount her."

Rob lets go of me, but I still stare up at him. I'm shocked at how open he is with this Master Alex. I so want to meet this Master. I'm not sure why he wants to enslave my family. Yet, the way he ordered Rob around stirred something inside me. It's the same feeling I got when watching my parents submit to hot men. Then, how Rob ordered me to get my sister to submit only strengthens those feelings. If I didn't, he would just fuck her into submission anyways. Rob and his Master said it was their right to own me and my family. They don't ask me but expect me to follow their orders. Fuck! That is so exciting. My shorts are getting tight as my dick hurts even more from being so hard! I want to do what they expect of me.

"Boy, you will do as my Master and my father want. I can see you're excited about submitting to my father. Now, tell me what you are going to do."

I look up into his eyes once again. I feel too weak to resist him.

"Yes, Sir. I will get my sister to submit to your father."

"Good, both of you will submit to my father and become his slaves. You will obey him without question. Is that understood, boy?"

"Yes, Sir. We will submit and obey your father."

Rob rubs my head, "Good boy!"

I moan some, hearing him compliment me.

"You heard my Master, let's get back to work."

We spent the rest of the day replacing every door in the house. These doors are hefty and strong. If they are locked, no one can escape, which excites me strangely.

We also install security cameras throughout the house. One of the last items we install is a bed for Rob and his mother's rooms. Well, it's more like a steel platform with a thin pad. It reminds me of the bed/platform in a prison cell. It's mounted to the wall, so it can't be moved. I stare at it, thinking it doesn't look too comfortable.

Dam! Why does looking at this room make me so excited? What does it mean? Do I want to live like this, too? If I submit to Rob's father, I think my room will most likely look like this. I moan at the thought.

Just then, Rob grabs me from behind. He reaches around me and rubs his hand over my hard dick that has been imprisoned in my shorts all day!

Rob whispers, "Does what my Dad did to my room excite you? Do you want it done to your bedroom too?"

Rob pushes his hand into my shorts, grabbing my hard dick, squeezing it.

"You want my life. You want to be enslaved just like my mother and me. Your hard dick doesn't lie. Tell me what you want, boy."

I moan, "I want to be like you, Sir. I want to be a slave."

"You will, boy! So will your sister and parents. Do you want my father to own them as well?"

Rob squeezes me harder, causing me to moan even louder.

I can't help myself. I moan in desperation, "Yes, Sir. Please..."

"Please, what?"

"Please enslave us. Please, Sir. Please own my family, Sir."

"Good boy! My father will own them, and you will help him. Now go to my father's den and kneel at his feet. Confess what you want to be done to your family and yourself. Be honest with your new Master."

Still incredibly horny, I moan out, "Yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir!"

Sir Rob releases my dick just before I can shoot my load. I have never been this excited in my life! He then lets go of my body and places a hand on my neck. Squeezing his hand, he pushes me out of the bedroom door and down the hall to his father's Den. I hear the bedroom's new steel door click as it closes automatically behind us.

At the door to the Den, Rob knocks.

"Come in!"

Rob opens the door with his free hand as he pushes me forward. His father is sitting in a leather-bound chair and looks up at us. He is bare-chested with a manly trail of hair running down to his crotch. I hear a printer running. He goes to the printer, picks up a stack of papers, and sits back down. He points to the floor next to his chair.

Rob lets go of my neck and folds his arms across his chest. I look back at him nervously. I don't want to fuck this up. In the corner, I see another man about the same age as Rob and me. He is bare-chested, in shorts, with his arms crossed too. Then I realize who it is. That is Rob's best friend, Alex. OH SHIT! He must be Master Alex. I wonder how Rob became a slave to his best friend.

I turn to face Rob's father. He's very intimidating, so I always feel nervous in front of him. Cautiously, I walk up to him and fall to my knees. Lower my head and wait.

I hear him sorting papers on his desk, ignoring me. Then he speaks.

"Slave, does the boy know what I want and what is expected of him?"

I hear Rob respond, "Yes, Master Eric! The boy has been explained what he must do. He wants to give himself to you, to be owned by you, and to obey you without question. The boy knows that you want to own his family, too. He has agreed to help you enslave them. He has confessed that his parents are submissive like him. He and his sister hide in their parent's closets while watching their parents submit to dominant men."

"Good, as I suspected. The parents are submissive, which confirms what I saw them do at the club `Inferno'. Therefore, with a little leverage, they should be easily persuaded to submit to me. What about the daughter?"

"The boy is going to talk to her. They are very close, and the boy thinks he can convince her to submit to you. The boy doesn't want to be enslaved without his sister beside him."

"Excellent!"

I listen to their conversation about what they want me to do to my family, completely ignoring me.

Then Rob's father turns his chair to me. I can't help but glance up enough to see a massive outline of his cock. Dam! He is even wider and longer than his son! It's a fucking monster! I lick my lips, thinking about it inside me. I have never seen a cock that wide up close. Yes, I have seen them in porn but never up close like this. He is rubbing it as he looks down at me and lifts my chin.

Now! Staring at his face, I get nervous.

"Boy, do you agree with what slave Rob has said?"

"YES, SIR!"

"Then tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Sir, I submit to you. I want to be like Rob. I want to be a slave. To be owned by you. I have dreamed of serving you and Rob forever! I want you inside me. Please, Sir, will you fuck me?"

Rob's dad laughs, "Eager little bitch, aren't you? You will feel me inside your hole soon enough. But that's not all you will do for me, right boy?"

"Yes Sir, I mean no Sir. I will talk with my sister and get her to submit to you as well."

"Good, boy!"

A rush of enjoyment spreads through me.

"Boy, do you know what Master Alex and I want to do to your sister?"

Rob said something about fucking her. Yet, I'm so foggy right now. I'm so horny it is hard to remember everything Rob explained to me.

"Sorry, Sir, I'm not sure."

"Boy, your sister will be bred by Master Alex's twin slave boys. She will be fucked without protection. She will produce children. Assuming the children agree, they will be sold to Master Alex when they come of age. Do you still want to help convince her to be enslaved with you? You will be enslaved whether or not she agrees to these terms."

My mouth falls open as I now understand what Rob said about breeding her. For so long, I have dreamed of being taken by this man. All my wildest dreams have been about submitting to him and his son. I wanted this ever since the first time I saw my parents submit to a dominant man in their bed. Now it's finally here. But what about my poor sister? She is going to have to give up her children so they can become one of Master Alex's slaves. How can I ask her to do this? Then I remember that the children will be given a choice when they come of age. It will be the children's choice in the end.

Plus, my sister is such a slut. She has fucked all of the bi or straight boys in school, not that there are a lot of them in our community. But enough to make her a slut. She will most likely be nocked up soon enough. This way, she will be with a man that can support her. Otherwise, she will get pregnant with some teenage boy who can't afford to have a child.

"Sir, who will raise her children?"

"She will, of course, with your parents' help. However, all expenses will be paid for by Master Alex's father, Master Frank. Rest assured, the children will be well taken care of. They will have everything they need. Master Alex wants healthy children when and if they decide to be enslaved by him. However, that would be at least 16 years from now. The children will have a lot of time to make that important decision. Now, do you agree to help your sister submit to me?"

He is right. The children will have plenty of time to make their own decisions, just like I'm doing right now!

"Yes Sir, I will help my sister to submit to you. I want my sister to be with me as your slave."

"Good! We will work on your parents after your sister, and you commit yourself to me. Now strip. I want to see what I'm getting."

Without much thought, I strip out of the boots and shorts. I then kneel again, but this time I'm naked! I have never been this hard that my dick hurts! For some strange reason, the pain feels good.

"Stand!"

I quickly stand up but don't know what to do with my hands. I try to cover my cock and balls.

"Hands behind your head."

I quickly put my hands behind my head, interlacing them together.

Master Eric kicks at my legs, "Legs apart."

I spread my legs as ordered. Now my dick hurts even more and points straight up. This is so humiliating. I have never felt so vulnerable in my life.

"Boy, this is the Present' Position. When I say Present,' you will strip and stand up like you are now! Is that understood?"

"Yes, Sir. I understand."

Fear floods my mind and body.

"Good. Yet, don't I deserve more respect?"

I'm confused. I called him Sir. I think while he circles me. Then it comes to me.

"Yes, Master. I understand."

"Better! My slaves refer to me as `Master' at all times."

My dick jumps at being referred to as a slave. Plus, calling Eric Master feels right. In my mind, I can see him being my Master, ordering me around naked. I imagine him even doing it in public. I hope someday I can call him Master, even in public. I so much want to be his slave now! My dick feels wet. So, I glance down to see a stream of precum running down the length of my dick.

"Eyes forward, slave."

I quickly look back up.

"In `Present' slave position, a slave always looks forward no matter what is happening around it or to it."

I jump as Master cups my ass and squeezes.

"Nice ass. Lots to grab!"

"Thank you, Master!"

My face flushes with warmth. Master continues to circle me, touching me everywhere. It makes me feel strange. It is humiliating but hot as hell at the same time. I'm even ordered to open my mouth. He pushes a finger in, and I instinctively suck it.

"Good, it has some sucking skills. Slave Rob, I heard you sampled this slave's mouth earlier. Was it good?"

"Yes, Master Eric. The slave did well for the first time. It will need more training to achieve the level a Master requires."

"Yes, Master Eric. The slave has confessed that it has never been with a man or woman."

"Excellent. Then I will be the first to sample its other hole."

With that, Master pulls his wet finger out of my mouth and pushes it into my asshole. I jump in surprise. I have had my parent's dildos in my hole but never another man's finger. It hurts going in, but then I moan as he rubs something inside me. Holly shit! That feels wonderful. I have felt something like it with the dildos, but nothing like this! I have a hard time standing up straight.

Master pulls his finger out of my hole and slaps my ass.

"Stand up straight, slave! When in the `Presents' slave position, slaves must not move even if it is being inspected."

Is that what he is doing, inspecting me? It makes me feel ashamed, as if I'm some animal he's inspecting in order to purchase. Shit! He is doing that, except he doesn't have to buy me. I'm giving myself to him for free. The thought of being owned like some livestock animal only excites me more. I imagine being some caged slave in the porn videos I watched so many times. Then I think that's what Rob's room is turned into. It is a cage. That is why we installed the steel doors. Is that what's going to happen to my bedroom too? Fuck! Why does being locked in a cage as some animal excites me so much?

Master continues to inspect me, squeezing me all over my body and commenting on what needs to improve. He orders Rob to create a workout schedule for me. He wants my body to be less skinny and more defined. I have always wanted to work out but never had the motivation to do so. I had no one to impress. Now I do, and I have a trainer to keep me working out. I smile at the thought.

"My slave wants to make this body look better for me, doesn't it?"

"Yes, Master. I never had anyone to impress. Now I do. Thank you, Master."

"Good! It will impress me, or it will be punished. Just as slave Rob has been punished all his life, so will you be, too. Come here, slave Rob, and show my latest slave what happens to my slaves when they disappoint me."

I hear Rob walk in front of the desk and bend over it, showing off his naked ass to me. I shiver at the marks on Rob's ass. His ass is all black and blue. He must have really disappointed his father.

Master looks me in the eye, "Slave, this is what will happen to you if you disappoint me. I expect all my slaves to obey me. To do more than its very best to please me in all things. I expect my slaves to improve all the time, giving 110% in all things it does for me. From now on, everything it does is for me! I'm the center of its GODDAMN UNIVERSE! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, SLAVE!", raising his voice for the last part.

I'm now shaking in fear, seeing what Master would do to me if I don't do 110% in pleasing him. That paddling must have hurt like a bitch! I have seen my parents get spanked by the dominant men they brought home, but nothing like this!

Stuttering in fear, "Yes... Master. I...understand, Master."

"Good," then he slaps my ass hard a couple of times!

Fuck! I can't imagine what Master's paddle feels like. I stare at Rob's ass, fearing that someday that might happen to me! Yet, I admire Rob for being able to handle the spanking. Yet, to be proud to show it off to me is even more impressive. I just hope someday I can be just as confident as Rob is in his enslavement.

"Slave, bend over the desk next to your fellow slave."

I quickly bend over the desk, now fearing the man who, in my mind, is my Master.

"Slave, here is a taste of what would happen to you if you disappoint me."

He slaps my ass barehanded. I yell in surprise at first, and then he hits me many times, causing me to scream out! He's relentless. It's only when I'm crying that he stops. I look at Rob, who smiles and mouths, "It will be OK. You are doing great."

Then I feel something wet in my hole. I look back to see Master holding a bottle of lube. He is lubing up my ass. OH SHIT! He is going to fuck me. I remember how wide and long he was when I was kneeling at his feet. My parents' dildos are about half his size! Can I, really, take a monster like that?

Master works his fingers into my hole, starting with one and rubbing the special spot he did before. OH FUCK! I love this! I can't help but moan, which only causes my hard dick to hurt even more.

He works more fingers into my hole, stretching me farther than I have ever been stretched.

Rob whispers in my ear, "Push out, boy, like you are taking a crap, it will help. Trust me. You can do this."

It is like he is talking from experience. So, I push out as he suggests. I moan as more fingers push into me easier now. Soon, all four fingers are in my hole.

My eyes open wide when his thumb is added, and Master pushes deeper into me. OH SHIT! Is he going to fist me? I have seen it in porn movies. It has interested me, but I fear it as well.

Rob whispers again, "You can do this. You want him, don't you." I nod, "Then push out as hard as you can. Let his fist in. Trust me, you want to be stretched as much as possible before he fucks you."

So, I push out as hard as I can. It hurts so much. More than anything I ever felt in my life. Then, all of a sudden, I feel his fist pop in, and I scream out as the widest part passes through and into my hole. I feel so full, but the pain is a little less. Don't get me wrong, it still hurts like a son of a bitch.

I look back in amazement, seeing just his arm sticking out of my hole. Master Alex is beside him, whispering in his ear. I wonder if Master Alex has fisted someone before?

After a few minutes, Master slowly moves his hand in and out. Each time, he goes deeper into me and then out. Each time he pulls out, he stops when his fist is at the widest part. Holy Crap! My hole is stretched beyond anything I could have ever imagined! Master fists me for a few minutes, then pulls his hand completely out. It feels like my hole is left open. WOW! I can feel cool air inside it. DAM! That's the weirdest feeling ever!

I look back to see Master lining up his massive cock. It looks just as wide as his fist or more. Plus, I don't think he pushed his fist in as far as his cock is long. It must be at least 10 to 12 inches long! Can anyone take a cock that long? It looks like I'm about to find out.

I grunt when it enters me. Fuck! It's just as wide as his fist. I'm thankful he prepared me. Slowly, he pushes into me. I groan in pain as inch by inch is driven into me.

Rob whispers, "You can do this. Just keep pushing out."

Rob then kisses me. It's the first time a boy has kissed me. At first, it's just a peck. Yet, soon, he pushes his tongue into my mouth. I mimick him, trying to kiss him back like he is kissing me. Our tongues dance in each other's mouths.

The kissing helps me forget the pain in my hole. Master slowly goes in and out of me, each time going deeper into my hole. Before I know it, Master is all the way in.

"Good slaves! Its hole is just as tight as slave Rob's hole."

Now I know Master has fucked his own son! Master starts slowly fucking me, pulling all his way out and back in just as deep.

I moan as the pain turns into pleasure. Then Master pulls completely out, and then I feel Rob moan in my mouth as we passionately kiss.

Next, to me, Rob must be getting fucked by his father. Rob's moans combined with grunts as his father fucks him roughly. He is slammed into the desk. This just makes him moan and grunt louder.

Suddenly, his moans stop. Seconds later, I grunt in surprise and then start moaning as Master returns to fuck me again. I'm slammed into the desk just as hard as Rob was.

Master switches between fucking Rob and me. I'm thankful for this as it gives me some time to breathe between each rough fuck.

Master fucks for about an hour before dumping his load into me.

As he pulls entirely out of me, I feel cum leaking out of my hole. Once again, I feel cool air in my hole as it stays open. Shit! I can't even close it!

Then Rob and I moan again as I feel something warm licking my hole. We both stop kissing and look back to see twin boys licking our holes. Holly Shit! That feels wonderful.

So, Rob and I return to kissing. I love kissing him. I've dreamed of kissing a boy and getting fucked at the same time. Yet, I never imagined my first time would be with a father and son. Yet, I loved every minute of it. Then, to end with a tongue in my hole is just icing on the cake. I wouldn't trade losing my virginity any other way! I loved Master's massive cock. Now, I want to be his. I want to be his slave so that he will fuck me again and again. I can't wait to tell my sister!

The incredible tongue stops and pulls away, leaving me wanting it back!

I inhale deeply as Master bends over me and re-enters me.

He whispers, "I have now claimed you as mine! Deep down, you have always been a slave that needed to be claimed. Now that I have marked you with my seed and you have submitted to me, I own you, slave. You will sign my "Slavery Contract," so you understand what is expected of you, and your family will watch you sign yourself over to me as my property."

I whisper, "Yes, Master, I'm yours. You own me. I want to be your slave, Master."

"Good! As my slave, you will help me enslave the rest of your family. You have no choice now. As your Owner, you must obey me no matter what I order you to do. Do I make myself clear, slave?"

"Yes, Master! You own me, and I want to obey you and help you own my family as you own me. Thank you, Master."

"Good boy. It's time to take you to bed. Call your parents and tell them you are spending the night next door."

While still bent over the desk with Master's still hard cock up my hole, Master Alex hands me a phone with speaker phone already picked. I call my mother. I tell her I'm next door and want to spend the night. She asks if Rob and I are friends again, and I tell her we are. She is so pleased we are friends and tells me to have fun.

What surprised me is that she also asked how Rob's father is and suggested Rob and his father come over for dinner tomorrow night. I blush and look at Master. He smiles at me and nods. I tell her they would love to come over for dinner, and then I hang up the phone.

Mom never asked about Rob's Mother. I have a gut feeling she wants some alone time with Master. If only she knew what happened to me and what will soon happen to her, too!

Master laughs and slaps my ass, "Good work, boy! I'm proud of you! You didn't say anything about my plans for your family."

Master wraps his right arm around my neck and lifts me with his hard cock still deep inside me. I wrap my leg around behind him to keep myself up as he carries me out of the office, down the hall, passing the steel doors of the slave quarters to the master bedroom. He carries me to his bed and lays me down gently.

For the rest of the night, he gently rubs my naked body. It makes me feel so special. With his big, strong hands, he touches me all over.

Master whispers, "Boy, you did great today. I'm going to love owning this body. Do you like me touching you, boy?"

I moan while Master rubs me with his strong hands. He slowly fucks me again while exploring every inch of my body.

"Yes, Master. I love your touch. Your hands are so big and strong. I have dreamed of you so much."

"Well, boy, your dreams have come true. You're mine now. All of you are mine. Not just this body but your mind as well. You're a slave, which means I can do anything I like to you."

He licks my ear, giving me goosebumps down my back and legs. I instinctively moan, loving every moment.

"I will fuck you whenever I like, even hurt you if I want to."

He then bites my ear, causing me to scream out in surprise. Yet, my dick pulses and more precum leaks out. Soon, the screams turn to more moans. WOW! That was hot!

"I see my slave likes a little pain. That's good. Do you want me to be my little pain slut?"

I shiver at the thought of Master whipping me and then nod my head.

"Say it, slave! Tell me you want me to be my pain slut."

Still moaning, "Master, I want to be your pain slut."

"Good slut. I'm going to have lots of fun playing with you! Did you watch your parents get spanked by strong, dominant men?"

"Yes, Master. I imagine it was me."

Master grabs my right nipple and twists it. I yelp in surprise but love it.

"Did my slave enjoy the spanking I gave it?"

Feeling ashamed, thinking that I shouldn't have enjoyed it.

"It's OK, slave, you can tell me."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Master."

"Why are you sorry?

"Spanking should be punishment, right? I shouldn't have enjoyed it."

Master laughs, "That wasn't a punishment slave. You didn't do anything wrong. I was just having fun and showing you that I can spank you if I feel like it. You will know when I really spank you for disappointing me! I expect you to do your best to always please me. You will continue to improve, or you will be punished."

Master grabs both nipples, pinching and twisting them hard. My dick pulses with more precum leaking out.

Through grunts, yelling out, "Yes, Master, I will do my best to please you at all times, Master," and then grind my teeth from the pain.

"Good slave. You best remember its promise, or you will really know what real pain feels like!"

Still holding on to my nipples, Master fucks harder. He bites on my ear again and then bites my neck. I love the attention, even the pain! He is marking me as his pain slut. He knows just the right amount of pain to give me, so I want more!

All night long, he either bites me, pinches my nipples, squeezes my balls, or slaps my dick. He finds many sensitive places that I didn't even know about!

By morning, I'm completely in a daze, high on the pain Master inflicted on my body. I want it to continue, but simultaneously, I want it to stop. I love Master and want to please him so much. All night, he whispers in my ear, telling me how much he loves owning me. That I always wanted to be owned, which is true. The whole time, he holds me tightly by his arms and legs. It only fuels my need to be bound and controlled.

He dumps several loads into me throughout the night. I'm amazed that his cock never goes down.

In the morning, he pulls out of me and orders, "Clean my cock, pain slut."

So, I crawl between his legs and lick his massive cock. I smile up at him. I so want to please him. So, I lick him like it's the most delicious popsicle I ever tasted! His cum is so sweet. All I want is to taste more. Luckily, my Master never stops pre-cumming.

While worshipping his morning woody, we hear a knock at the door.

"COME!"

Rob's mom walks through the door with a hot cup of coffee. I'm a little shocked seeing her still completely naked. I glance at the steel collar around her neck. I imagine a heavy steel collar around my neck as well. The thought drives me to worship my Master's cock even more. I lick up and down all sides of the massive pole. Then, when more precum forms, I quickly lick it up.

Rob's slave mother kneels beside the bed, waiting for something.

Master pats her head, "You can go make my breakfast. You know what I like. Make sure slave Rob helps you."

"Yes, Master, thank you, Master. It's a pleasure to serve you, Master."

I am shocked at how submissive she is to our Master. Yet, I understand why. I'm like her. Right now, all I want is to please him too.

Just as she leaves, Master pushes the head of his cock into my mouth. I have to open as wide as possible. It's a monster.

Master smiles down while finishing a sip of his coffee.

"Slut, hold just the head in your mouth. Keep a tight hold on my cock with your sluty lips."

With his free hand, he holds the back of my head. I close my lips tightly.

My eyes open wide as hot piss fills my mouth.

Master growls, "SWALLOW, SLUT!"

I swallow the bitter piss as I look in Master's eyes. He stares at me intensely. I'm now a little scared and nervous.

"DON'T YOU DARE SPILL ANY OF MY PISS! KEEP SWALLOWING, SLUT!"

The fear overcomes my nervousness, and I swallow as fast as possible. Our eyes are locked on each other. I know if I spill any of his hot piss, I will be punished. He warned me last night that the punishment would be much worse than yesterday's spanking. So, I swallow quickly, desperately trying to keep up with the flow.

When the stream finally slows down, I'm thankful none spilled out of my mouth. When a satisfying smile forms on Master's face, I'm grateful to be able to please him. A warm sense of satisfaction and joy spreads throughout my body. It feels so good! It always felt good to please others, but this is much more intense than I have ever felt when pleasing someone! I want this incredible joy to continue forever!

I milk the last drops of piss from his cock as I would do to myself.

Master pats me on the head, "Good, slut. It swallowed my morning piss as a true slave slut should. You're born to be a slave, aren't you?"

I pull his cock out of my mouth, "Yes, I think so, Master."

"I know so. It's what you're meant for. You're a natural submissive. I suspect the rest of your family is the same way. Did you enjoy last night?"

"Yes, Master, very much. It was so amazing. I never felt so alive in my life. I don't want it to end. I want to be your slave forever!"

"Good to hear; I plan on enslaving my pain slut for the rest of its life. Speaking of which, you will be signing my `Slavery Contract' today! It's a take-it-or-leave offer. There is no negotiating. I think you will like what it requires you to do!"

Master smirks at me as I finish milking the last drops of piss from his cock. It's the same look every guy has before he takes something from me and knows I'm powerless to stop him. Only this time, it is my freedom that is being taken away. Yet, unlike other times, I'm happy to give up my freedom to be with Master. I just hope I can convince my sister to do the same.

"Let's take a shower and then go for a run. Come, my slut."

Master pushes me out of bed, and I land on the floor hard on my shoulder. I hold my shoulder as I get to my knees.

"Stand up, slut."

I get to my feet, then Master grabs my balls with one hand, then turns and heads to the Master bath attached to his bedroom. I wince in pain as I have no choice but to follow him. He squeezes my balls as he pulls me into the shower.

"Clean me slut. Start with my feet and work your way up."

He adjusts the water temperature to his liking. I grab a bar of soap and soap up my hands. I look up as water cascades down his perfectly muscular body. I lick my lips, wanting to taste him. He looks down at me with the same satisfying smirk from before. I know I am powerless at his feet. I reach for his foot, lift it, and then wash his toes and the sole. I do the same to his other foot before working my way up his magnificent body. I love feeling his strength, knowing he could crush me if he chooses to. I never felt this intense of a need to impress someone. Most guys ignored me or used me to do stuff for them. However, my Master is different. I want to serve him, not because he could physically force me to do it. No, I want to serve him because he knows he owns me and has the right to order me around. Master knows I will do anything he wants, and that self-assurance is so compelling! I love that look of confidence that has broken me to his will. It makes me weak but, at the same time, happier than I have ever been in my life. There is nothing I won't do for this man just to see that smile on his face every day of my life!

I wash up his body, wanting to please him more and more. I rub my hands over his muscles, remembering how those muscles kept me bound to him all night. It was so awesome. I loved not being able to move, knowing Master could do anything to me he liked, and there wasn't a goddam thing I could do to stop him. I never felt so alive in my entire life!

So, I trace every muscle, wanting him to restrain me again. He just closes his eyes. I work from back to front, making sure every inch of him is clean. He even raises his hands above his head to grab a bar. I look to see stainless steel cuffs hanging from the bar. What are they used for?

When I am done with his massive chest and abs, I finish with the thing I want to worship the most, his huge 10-inch cock. I kneel at his feet, rubbing soap into his balls and then up and down his wide shaft. I'm amazed that this monster was inside me! All night long, it was inside me. I miss the feeling of being so full! There is nothing better than having a huge cock kept up your hole all night long! I smile with the satisfaction of getting him hard once again! He looks down at me with a happy smile on his face.

"You love my cock don't you, my little pain slut?"

"Yes, Master, I love how it feels in my hands."

I rub my hands up the veins that pop out, showing how horny he is. I'm proud that I can help him get so fucking hard. I lick my lips, wanting to worship him again.

"Go on, worship me. I know you want to."

I smile up at him while sticking out my tongue. I start with his balls and work my way up his cock, tracing the veins as I go. I work my tongue up over the wide head, running my tongue all around the lip. I moan happily as my tongue feels how hard he is. Shit, his cock is just as hard as every other muscle on this god of a man!

Master smiles down at me, loving the attention I am so happy to give! I will do anything just to be able to worship him every day of my life. I will even help him enslave my family just because that is what he wants.

After worshiping him for about 10 minutes, Master grabs my nipples and pulls me up to my feet. I wince in pain, especially after twisting them hard! Fuck it hurts even after he releases them.

My wrists are grabbed next and pulled up to the cuffs hanging from the bar. He cuffs both wrists, and I stare into his eyes with both fear and excitement. What is Master going to do to me now?

"My little pain slut needs a shaving."

Master grabs a straight razor and some shaving cream from a shelf. I watch as Master shaves what little hair I can finally grow. I was so proud to grow my hair like a man finally. Master is now removing what I thought made me a man!

Master laughs as he wipes tears from my eyes, "Did my little pain slut, think this hair made him a man. Well slut, it was and will never be a MAN! It will always be a little boy to every man it meets, especially me. I'm ensuring everyone can see what it is like deep inside itself. That hair it was so proud of was a mask for what it truly is. My little submissive boy who needs a man to take care of him. It's obvious your daddy never took care of your needs. I'm your Daddy now, boy. I will take of all your needs from now on. This includes keeping you smooth as a boy should be."

I look down to see that I'm now completely smooth, as I was the day I was born. With tears still in my eyes, Master uses scissors to cut the hair on my head. Then he proceeds to shave my head bald. What will my family think? What will my classmates think? I will be a freak!

Master spins me around, examining every inch of my body. He also looks for any missing hairs and shaves them.

"Slut, you look beautiful. I love how smooth and slim you are."

He wipes the tears from my eyes and kisses me. I stare into his eyes as we kiss, completely forgetting what he just did to me.

"Don't worry, my sweet little pain slut. Soon, you will see more slaves like yourself around our little community. You will not be alone. Two families have already been enslaved. Yours is next. Soon, our community will accept you for what you are meant for. You will no longer have to hide what you are. Be a proud slave for me but, most importantly, for yourself. This shaving will show others what you are inside. You have always wanted this. Deep down, you know it is true. You have already told me you wanted to submit to me since you were young. I have given you what you have always wanted. Be thankful for what I have given you. You're thankful, aren't you, my little pain slut?"

I look into his eyes, knowing everything he said is true. I nod my head up and down.

"Tell me, slave. What are you thankful for?"

I blurt out, "OH! Thank you so much, Master. Thank you for giving me what I have always wanted. Thank you for last night. Thank you for feeding me your cum and piss, for shaving me, and especially for claiming me as your slave! Ever since the first time I have seen my parent submit to men, I have wanted the same thing. You have given me the best gift I could have received. I love you, Master!"

"I know you do, my sweet pain slut. Good slaves love their Masters. They love everything their Owner gives them and want to serve with all their heart. You're a very special boy. I love how submissive you are to me. Now, are you proud to be my slave?"

"Yes, Master, I'm proud to be your slave."

"Good, because no matter what anyone says about you, you're very special to me. Remember that. Be a proud slave. Show others that being a slave is good and not to be ashamed of. Soon, I will be able to show you off to the world, and I want you to be proud to be my slave!"

I look into his eyes with more confidence and determination than I have ever had, "I am Master. I'm proud to be your slave. I will never be ashamed of what I am. I look forward to the day when you can show me off to the world, Master."

As I hang from my wrist, just on my tippy toes, Master hugs me. I lay my head on his shoulder and cry. Yet, it's tears of joy. I'm so happy!

Master lifts my legs so I can wrap them around his waist and lock them together behind his back. I feel his massive cock rubbing against my hole. He pumps some lube on his hand and greases up his cock. I smile, knowing he wants to fuck me again. I so want to please him more than ever before. With his strong arms, he lifts me easily and lines up his cock to my hole. The weight of my body does the rest. I sink on his cock. I moan out in pain and pleasure.

Master rubs my back and orders, "Fuck yourself, my sweet little pain slut."

I yell and moan, "OH, GOD! YES, MASTER," I pull up on my arms, lifting my body until his cock is almost out of my hole. Then let go, allowing the weight of my body to do the fucking. I pull up again and let go. I hear Master moaning while he keeps rubbing my back and up to my neck. I pull up and let go again and again. It's hard work, but I love every second of it. I so want to please my Master. He owns me, and I need to please him no matter how hard it is. I'm going to be the proudest slave ever!

Master grabs my face in both hands and kisses me as I continue to fuck myself. This just fuels my need to please him even more. I love him so much!

He starts to pump his cock to match me as he continues to kiss me. Master times his fucking to match my drops down onto his cock. We are both moaning now. All you can hear are echoes of our lovemaking. We must have woken up everyone else in the house. Yet, I couldn't care less. All that matters is my Master. I desperately need to make him cum! We fuck for about another 30 minutes before Master dumps another load into my hole. He wraps his arms around me tightly as I feel his cock pulse. I tighten my legs as well, loving every moment in his arms.

Still holding me tight with his left arm, he reaches up and unclips my cuffs from the bar above. My hands are still cuffed together, so I loop my arms around Master's head and rest my hands on his muscular neck. He carries me out of the shower and sits down on the toilet.

We continue to kiss while I sit on his lap with his cock still buried deep in my hole. I love being so full! I hear Master relieving himself while he dominates my mouth. I finally feel at peace in my Master's arms.

Once he's done relieving himself, Master grabs my ass and lifts me off his long 10-inch cock. I feel a little lightheaded as I stand up, and I bend over to keep my hands resting on his neck.

Master looks into my eyes, "You OK, boy?"

"Yes, Master, I will be OK. Just need a minute, please, Sir."

"Relax, boy. You did good. Did you enjoy our fun in the shower?"

I look into his eyes with the biggest smile of my life, "OH, GOD, YES! MASTER!"

"Good! We will have to do this often, then."

"Thank you, Master."

"Now, can you stand on your own?"

"I think so, Master."

"Good boy."

A warmth spreads throughout my body upon hearing those two words. The dominant men would say the same thing to my father as I hid in the closet. So, I grew to love hearing those words and imagined the guy was telling them to me. I wanted to please the men just as much as my father did. Now, Master is saying them to me! I feel so proud that I'm a good boy for him.

Master lifts my cuffed hands over his head but leaves them on, which I'm happy with. It seems so natural that they should be kept restrained. I can't explain why, but I love the restriction of movement.

Master stands up, slaps my ass, and walks under the still running water of the shower.

"Come slave, clean me again. I built up a good sweat using your tight hole."

I quickly grab the bar of soap and rewash him. It's not as easy with my hands cuffed, but I manage and don't mind. It is exciting to kneel at Master's feet with my hands cuffed. My dick has never gone down since yesterday, but now it is leaking and running down my dick and balls.

Once again, I'm amazed at how hard Master's body is. I don't see an ounce of fat on the man. Like his son, he has a perfect body that I want to feel and worship. I rub my hands all over his strong muscles as I rewash him. I hope we can do this every day!

After cleaning my Master, he turns off the shower and orders me to dry him. I'm more than happy to do it just to be near this Man who has taken control of me.

I reach for a new towel to dry myself, but Master shakes his head no. Then throws me an older towel with holes in it.

"Slave, that is the towel you will use from now on. My female slave has been using it for years."

I look down in confusion at the towel my mother would have thrown away long ago.

"Get used to it, slave. My slaves are here to serve me. Your comfort is secondary to mine. You should be happy that I allow you to use a towel at all! I could let you drip dry here, but that would waste time. Therefore, I let you use a towel so it has more time to serve me. Understand this, boy, your life revolves around me NOW! IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?"

Now scared that I displeased him, I yell out, "YES, MASTER! I UNDERSTAND. YOUR COMFORT AND TIME ARE MORE IMPORTANT THAN MINE. THANK YOU, MASTER, FOR THE USE OF THE TOWEL."

I'm starting to understand what Rob meant when he said, `This is no game'. Master deserves the new towels, and I need to be thankful for being allowed to use any towel in the first place. I have a lot to get used to now that I'm a slave.

After drying myself with the scratchy towel, Master grabs my dick and pulls me into the bedroom.

"Dress me! Get a pair of running shorts from the dresser and my tennis shoes from the closet."

I quickly grab blue running shorts and a pair of tennis shoes. I kneel at Master's feet and hold open the shorts. He steps into them, and I pull them up over his cock and balls to his waist, then tie the string of the shorts. The shorts don't hide the massive cock. I can clearly see the outline. Damn! It looks good. I lick my lips wanting to taste his delicious cum.

Master laughs, "You're a true slut, aren't you?"

My face feels warm, so I lower my head and smile.

Master rubs my head, looking down at me, "Don't be ashamed. I like that you lust after me. It shows me how much you want to serve me. Just remember that your lust is the fuel that drives you to serve me and not your own wishes. My wants and needs will always come before your own. That is the purpose of being my slave. Now put on my tennis shoes."

Master lifts his right foot and places it in the shoe. I pull up on the heel as he presses down. Then, I lace the shoe and do the same for his other foot.

"Stand and follow!"

I follow him out of the bedroom and down the hall. As we pass Rob's room, we see a window in the steel door and a slot that looks like one I have seen in movies for a prison cell. When I look in the room, I see Rob sleeping on a bed attached to the wall. It's steel with just a thin pad. He is naked. Dam, he looks even hotter, locked up like some prisoner. I do notice that the ring around his balls has a blinking light. So, are there some electronics in the ring? I wonder what the ring does.

Master sees me looking at Rob and stops at the door.

"Slave, do you like what you see?"

I blush some. I have always had a fantasy of being someone's bitch in a prison. Master grabs my hardening cock.

I look up at him with a smile, and a nice warmth fills my face cheeks again!

Master starts stroking me, and I moan.

"I asked you a question, slave. You cannot hide anything from me. From now on, we have no secrets. Tell me what you are thinking about."

"Ah...Master, Rob looks hot sleeping there."

"Why does seeing one of my slaves sleeping in his `Slave Quarters' excite you?"

My cheeks flush more, and I look down, "Master, I don't know. I just always had a fantasy of being someone's prison bitch. Seeing Rob lock up like that is so hot."

"I see, interesting. Does my pain slut also like to be confined and restrained? Do you like the cuffs on your wrists?"

I stare at my cuffed wrist and nod my head yes.

Master laughs, "Good! So, my slave likes both pain and bondage. That is a good combination. I will have to explore that more. Would you like that?"

Moaning even more, "Ah...YES....Master."

"Good boy!"

Oh fuck I cry out as I hear him call me `Good boy'. Now my dick is rock hard. Master continues to stroke me.

"Does my bondage and pain slut like what I did to my slave Rob's room? Would my slut want the same done to his bedroom too?"

I moan, rocking my hips as Master strokes me, and then blurt out, "YES, MASTER! PLEASE MAKE MY BEDROOM LIKE ROB'S ROOM."

"It's called a Slave Quarters', and yes, your bedroom will be converted into one of my Slave Quarters' as well. Just like my two other slaves, you will sleep naked on a steel slab with only a thin pad to sleep on. That steel slab charges the ball ring collar that my slave Rob is wearing and the collar that my female slave wears. An induction charger in the slab charges both the collars, similar to NFC chargers for phones. So, every time my slaves sleep, their collars get charged. The collar tracks my slaves anywhere in the world via a built-in e-sim chip and GPS. So, by using a special Slave app on my phone, I always know where any of my slaves are at any time. Of course, you will also need to wear the same equipped collar. It will show everyone I own you! Would you like me to put my slave collar around your neck?"

Now! I'm so close to the edge of exploding! I imagine being naked at home in my slave quarters with a steel collar around my neck like what Nicky wears. The thought of being tracked everywhere only gets me more excited. Wearing Master's slave collar would indeed mean I could never escape my enslavement!

In desperation, I plead, "YES, MASTER. PLEASE PUT YOUR SLAVE COLLAR ON ME."

Master lifts my head and smiles at me, "You're such a natural submissive boy. I love that about you. Yes, I will collar you. I will also be collaring your sister, mother, and father. You want that, don't you?"

"YES, MASTER! I WANT YOU TO COLLAR ME AND MY FAMILY. PLEASE, MASTER! PLEASE COLLAR US. PLEASE MAKE US YOUR COLLARED SLAVES, MASTER!"

I'm now imagining me and my family all naked with collars around our necks, kneeling at our Master's feet. I imagine Master smiling down at us, pleased with what he owns.

Master lets go of my raging dick, and I moan in frustration. I so want to cum right now. Looking into Master's eyes, I see how pleased he is with me. It fills me with a warmth that spreads down my body to my tippy toes and centers at the tip of my dick. I have never been so happy and horny in my life! In all my fantasies, I have never imagined how much being owned by my Master could make me so happy. I will do anything to keep him happy so this feeling will continue forever!

Master rubs my shaved head and smiles, "You're such a good little slave bitch. I think I will keep you forever. Now let's go for a run."

Master grabs my cuffed hands, turns, and walks to the front door. At first, I thought he was going to drag me outside, cuffed and naked! Yet, when he gets to the door, he turns around and grabs some keys from a tray on a stand next to the door. Master unlocks the steel cuffs and places them next to the tray of keys.

"Anytime you enter this house, you will strip naked and put the cuffs back on."

I look over to see another set of cuffs that look a little bigger in diameter.

"Oh, those are for your ankles. Both your wrists and ankles will be shackled at all times in my house. After I have enslaved your family, then you will be shackled at home, too."

Now my dick is even harder and dripping. Master points at a bin next to the stand. I look inside to see my shorts.

"When my slave leaves this house, it will dress in whatever is in the bin."

Master looks at me with his arms folded. I don't know what he is waiting for. Then it occurs to me that he is waiting for me to dress.

I put on the shorts but have a hard time getting my hard dick inside. Master helps me to get the button closed.

"If my slave is going to be hard all the time, then we will have to get you some spandex shorts."

I smile up at him while my face flushes again, knowing how embarrassing it will be to wear spandex shorts outside. If my dick gets hard, everyone will be able to see it! I fear my dick will never go down!

As it is, my hard dick is pointing up, and the head is popping out the waistband.

I have no time to adjust it because Master grabs the front of my shorts and pulls me out the front door.

In the yard, Master orders, "Go home and get some tennis shoes. Also, do you have some spandex shorts?"

I nod my head but fear what Master is going to order next.

"Good, change into them and come back. GO NOW!"

I jumped in surprise and run back home. Dad already left for work, and Mom was making breakfast. When I passed the kitchen, she was facing the stove.

"Oh, honey, your home. Would you like some breakfast?"

I stop briefly. " Sorry, Mom. I am going for a run with Mas... Rob's dad. Maybe afterward."

Fuck! I almost call Rob's dad, Master, in front of my mother.

"Oh, that is good. You sit in your room too much. Ask Eric if he wants to come by for breakfast after your run. Is Rob running with you, too?"

"No, Rob is still sleeping. It's just his Dad and me. I will let him know about breakfast."

"Thank you, honey. Have a good run."

I glance at her before going up to my room. I could have sworn she was playing with herself. That must be why she didn't look at me. Does my mother have the hots for Master?

I run up the stairs and quickly change. I look at myself in the mirror. Fuck, my dick only has gone down about half. You can still see an outline of it. Fuck! I hope it will go down while we run.

As I leave my room, my sister comes out of the bathroom naked, rubbing a towel around her head. We see each other naked often, so it's no big deal. Accept, this time, she stares at me.

"What happened to your hair?"

I smile, "Oh, Rob's dad shaved it."

"Why?"

"Because he likes me this way."

"When do you do what Rob's Dad says? Wait, he fucked you, didn't he?"

My face gets warm again!

"I knew you would get laid when you didn't come home last night. You have to tell me how it was. Rob's dad is so hot!"

I see her lick her lips and rub herself. Well, telling her what happened will have to wait. Master is waiting on me.

"Sis, I'm going for a run now, so I can't talk. We can talk later. I want to tell you everything."

"You promise?"

"Yes, I promise. You know we have no secrets."

"Good! Have fun running with that hot man."

"Sis, STOP!"

She is such a slut. Master calls me his `slut'. Wait until he meets my sister and, for that matter, my mother and father. I laugh to myself. I guess we are all sluts.

I run down the stairs and out the front door before my mother has a chance to stop me again. I hope Master is not mad at me for waiting for me.

I run up to him as he is stretching in his front yard. I have watched him do his stretches every day from my bedroom window. Now, seeing him up close is hot!

"What took you so long, slut?"

"Sorry, Master. My mother and sister stopped me. Mom asked if you want to have breakfast after our run."

"OH! She did! I think I will take her up on her offer. Getting to know her before your father gets home will be good."

Master smiles at his comment. I think he is planning on fucking my mother after breakfast.

"Do some stretching, and then let's run. You sit too much in your room. That is going to change from this day forward. Every day you will be running with me. You're going to need the strength for what I have planned for my pain slut."

Master twists my right nipple and lets it go quickly. Yet, this just makes my dick rock hard again. I look down and clearly see the outline of my dick in the spandex shorts. FUCK!

As I stretch, I see our neighbors look at us while they walk their dogs. Many are staring at me and then at my Master. Most just smile at us. I have always shied away from the spotlight. Now, it feels like Master is showing me off for all to see. Even though I have the spandex shorts on, it still feels like I'm naked. This only makes my dick grow in my shorts.

Plus, the way Master has me stretching, it's impossible to hide my dick. Yet, what is most embarrassing is when my classmates walk by. Some laugh while others just smile and stare. I'm not sure what is worse, the laughing or smiling. Both my male and female classmates smile like they are lusting after us. I assume their attention is only on the Master's sculpted body, which only a god would have. I look at him, and he seems unfazed by the attention. Why wouldn't he? If I had a body like that, I would have the confidence to show it off, too. I'm just a skinny geek. Who would want to lust after me? I'm just grateful that Master wants me. No one has ever given me this kind of attention. Master smiles at me and rubs my back affectionately.

"Boy, it's OK to be in the spotlight. You will have to get used to the attention. I love how shy you are. It is so cute. You have no idea how special you are to me. All those guys were watching you and smiling either because they wanted to be you or they wanted to own you. It's the nature of the world. Either you're an Alpha or beta. You're my special beta, and I like showing off what I own."

Master thinks I'm cute! That I'm special to him! I smile up at him as I'm on the ground bent over, touching my toes as Master instructs me. Dam! I can't help but agree with him. I lick my lips, staring up at the man who is perfect in every way! An ideal body but also the confidence of a true Alpha male. It's something I wished I could always be. Now, I'm his special beta boy, his pain and bondage slut, his owned slave! I love being all those things for him.

"Now, my slut be proud that I own you. I always protect what I own. Now, stand up and be proud of what you are."

I stand up and raise my head. He is right, and I'm proud to be owned by him. I can't hide what I am anymore. I'm his slave and want everyone to know I will always be proud to be owned by this GOD!

"Good boy! Now, let's run. Always stay to the right and just behind me. I lead, and you follow."

Master turns and starts running. I run behind and to his right as Master orders. He starts slow, but soon, we start jogging at a steady pace. I can't help admiring his backside. His muscular back, arms, ass, and legs show not one ounce of fat. It's all muscle, strong, and defined. Watching him makes me want to touch and feel those muscles again! My dick pulsates as we run around the neighborhood. Everyone can see me having the hots for him, yet I don't care! My only worry is when can I touch him again.

We are halfway through our run when we stop at a small party store. We see two other runners have stopped as well. Master seems to know them. They are both shirtless and fucking hot as hell.

Master stops and greets one of the men, "Frank, I see you're out for your daily run. You have your boy with you, too."

"Hi Eric, yeah, I love to run in the morning."

The man tunes to the other guy, "Boy, go in and get four bottles of water and be quick about it."

I'm shocked when the man says, "Yes, Master."

Shit, is this guy a slave too? There is something familiar about both of them. As they chat, I just stay behind Master and to this right as Master taught me to do. I'm completely ignored, but I am used to that. I have been ignored all my life by Alphas like these two. I wanted them to see me. To see who I really am! Yesterday was the first time an Alpha saw my authentic self, and I am so relieved. I don't have to hide anymore.

"How did my son's slave, Ralph's work turn out? The boy has better done a good job. Are the renovations done?"

"Almost, slaves Ralph and Nicky are working on the basement. Yes, Ralph is an excellent builder and knows how to motivate slaves to work hard. Your son did well in claiming him."

Oh shit, this man's son owns Ralph. Then I wonder, who the son is?

"I have wanted to own Ralph for years, but the boy resisted me. He finally gave in when my son Jason took his hole at the boy's store downtown."

"Dam, Ralph must really like your son to give up his freedom."

This dominant man just laughs, "Yeah, Ralph's weakness has always been the young Doms. So, I knew my son would be able to break him. He fuck him right in his own leather sex store. After that, it was easy for my son to break the boy. I will give the store to my son when he turns 18."

HOLLY SHIT! Master Jason owns Ralph! Ralph gave up his store to this Master and his son. Now, he is working as slave labor, creating slave quarters for other Masters.

"Yeah, Jason is now managing the store while Ralph finishes up your basement. It would be good for Jason to get some business management experience. You should stop by sometime. BTW, he has the collars you requested. They are waiting for you at the store."

"Ok, I will stop by this afternoon."

Wait, did the man just say he had collars for my Master? My dick now throbs hearing about the collars. Those must be the collars for my family and me. I moan as Master reaches back and rubs my dick. I close my eyes, loving the attention and forgetting we are in public.

I open my eyes to hear a ding from the party store's door. The other man comes out holding four bottles of water.

"Good, give two of them to Master Eric."

"Yes, Master."

Master squeezes my dick hard, causing me to wince, yet it only fuels my dick more. Yet, this also gets my attention so Master can pass me a water bottle.

"Open, slave!"

"Yes, Master."

I open the water and hand it to him as he hands me the other one. He takes a long drink of his water. Fuck! Watching him drink only makes him look even sexier. He even splashes some on his face.

"Drink, boy!"

"Yes, Master!"

I take a long drink and put the cap back on. Master hands me his bottle and cap. I have to put my bottle under my arm while putting the cap on his bottle. Master just continues talking with Master Frank, ignoring us slaves. So, I take a better look at the other male slave. There is something about him that looks familiar. Then it clicks. He looks like an older version of the twin slaves. Master said two other families had already been enslaved. There is Nicky and his father. This slave before me and his sons, the twin and Sparky, must be the other family. When I was working at Master's house, Master Alex had the twin slaves by his side. Master Jason would play with pup Sparky out back. This new Master must be the father of Master Alex and Master Jason. I remember Nicky telling me he and his dad belong to Master Alex.

The slave standing before me glances up, and our eyes meet. We exchange an unspoken understanding: We both understand that we are slaves to our Masters. We smile at each other, happy to be owned.

The slave looks hot and follows his Master's orders without question, even in public. He even calls him Master in public, which is why I did, too. If he can be open about being a slave, then I can, too. Besides, Master told me to be proud of what I am. It helps to know that other slaves exist in our community. Shit, even our Masters seem not to care that they are talking in public about owning people. For them, it seems like something natural.

Master finally finishes his conversation with the other Master and pulls me after him by my hard dick as he starts running again. He lets go of me once he knows I'm keeping up with him.

Yet, now I have a big wet spot in my spandex shorts. So, I'm forced to keep up with him to hide myself from everyone we pass. Every so often, Master reaches back and taps my balls. I know he loves to cause me pain. So, I take this as a signal to stay within arm's reach of him.

When we stop at a stoplight, I stand so close to him that I can feel his body heat. He reaches back and squeezes my balls hard! I wince in pain but try not to show it. Yet, I involuntarily moan in Master's ear. I love the attention, but also hope our run will end soon.

Two hot guys, who are also running, stop at the light beside us. They look over at us and smirk. OH SHIT! They are wrestlers at my school and must be Rob's friends. I have seen them hang out with Rob and Master Alex.

Master smiles at them and says hi. They say hi but laugh when they look down to see what Master is doing to me.

Master comments, "Nice day for a run, isn't it?"

"Yeah, MAN! It looks like you have your hands full, though," as they laugh and punch each other. They are total jocks.

"Just keeping a tight hold of what I own. You know what I mean, right?"

"Yeah, man, we get it. Once you own something, you never want to let it go," they laugh at their joke.

My face warms up, and I just stare down, looking at Master, squeezing my balls even harder. This only causes me to wince again! I cannot believe Master and the jocks are talking about owning me. Standing here with my balls squeezed and all this talk only reminds me that Master does own me! He is showing his ownership of me to these other Alphas like I'm his claimed property. In some ways, I feel protected.

Once again, Master pulls me, this time by my balls, and we start running again. He lets go as we pull ahead of the jocks. I hear them running behind us. I wonder if they are watching us, wishing they owned me. This makes me feel proud that Master claimed me before they did.

We return to the house and stretch again. I'm shocked when cold water is sprayed at me. I look over to see Master holding a garden hose.

"Slave, stand up straight with your hands behind your head and legs spread."

I stand up straight, facing Master with my hands behind my head. Master faces the house, so I'm looking out at the street. Neighbors getting their mail and walking their dogs stop to watch us. So, I must stand there and take the sting of cold water as Master walks around me. Fuck it hurts, which makes me wince. The same jocks that were following us are now standing on the sidewalk, watching me get hosed down like some pet. I see they are smirking at me! I'm even more embarrassed when Master aims my dick and balls. I must look ridiculous! Yet, Master's words come back to me. I close my eyes and hear Master's words in my head telling me to be proud of what I am. I am his slave, owned by him! He has the right to wash me however he wants, no matter who is watching. DAM! The thought only makes me feel even more owned.

As Master walks around me with the hose in hand, the stinging of the water hits me all over, especially in the most sensitive places, including my balls, cock, nipples, asshole, and face. I must keep my eyes and mouth closed tightly as the water sprays my face. What's worse is some water goes up my nose, causing me to sneeze. This only causes me to break my stance.

Master yells out, "SLAVE, STAND UP STRAIGHT!"

I hear the jocks laugh and whistle. I squint one eye open to see they are rubbing their cock in the pockets of their shorts. FUCK! They are getting off watching the most embarrassing experience of my life! I cannot help but smile at them, knowing they are pleased with what they see. This situation only fills me with pride! I'm happy that I can make other Aphas excited. Yet, I'm even more pleased for my Master. He is now showing me off to the neighborhood!

Finally, the water stops, and Master is in my face. I stare into his eyes and forget who is watching me. He has the most handsome face, especially with his smirk!

"Slave, go to the back door of your house and wait for me to signal you to come in. I will use the front door and have breakfast with your mother. We need some alone time."

"Yes, Master."

I look down to see the spandex shorts, which are see-through now that they are wet. DAM! It's like I'm naked in my front yard. My face gets hot again as I walk to the back of my house. I'm dripping wet, watching my mother through the glass door. She opens the front door for Master.

I jump when I hear a voice behind me.

"Tony, why are you all wet? What happened to you?"

My sister is lying out in a lounge getting some morning sun. I turn to look at her.

"Come sit next to me. Tell me what happened. I want to hear all about last night."

I walk over and sit on the end of her lounge chair. She is nude, which she does when sunbathing. My sister and I are very close. We have seen each other naked many times. Since my family knows I'm gay, they don't mind her being nude around the house. At first, my parent didn't like it, but then I just got used to seeing her naked. So, over time, I followed her example. Therefore, when she said to get out of the wet shorts, I didn't even hesitate to strip naked in front of her. It's not like I find her attractive and want to fuck her. I like men, and she knows it! For that matter, my parents know I wouldn't do anything with her. I think that is the big reason they let us be naked in the house and backyard.

I look back at the door and see my Master and mother laughing. At times, Master would rub my mother's back affectionately. He is definitely hitting on her. She doesn't seem to mind. I have seen her flirt with plenty of guys. Dad and her brought home many guys from the Inferno club. She is flirting with Master the same way she would with those other guys.

"Tell me, Tony, what happened last night, and why are you all wet?"

I told her the whole story about sucking Rob's cock, then being bent over the desk and fuck alongside Rob. About wanting to be a Master's slave. Then I told her that Master wants to own our whole family.

She glances back at Master and Mom and smiles. By this time, she is playing with herself.

"Bro, that is so hot. He really wants to own me, too. He must be BI, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so. His wife is his slave, too. So, yeah, he must be BI."

I never gave it much thought, but she is right.

"Sis, there is more. Not only does he want to own you. He wants to breed you with other slaves. He wants to raise your child as slaves, too. When they are of age, he wants to sell them to Master Alex. He says they will have a choice to become real slaves when they come of age. They will not be used for sex until they are of legal age and agree to become slaves."

She looks at me with her open mouth. Then I see her thinking it over.

"Tony, you know about Brad, right?"

"Yeah, the asshole who... violated you! Is he still doing it?"

"Yes, and it is getting worse. He slaps me now. He says he wants to marry me, and I am unsure I can no longer resist him. He is really mean. I'm afraid of him."

Brad is the Mayor's son. He has been abusing my sister for years. He is a senior and 18 now. I told her to go to the police, but she says Brad's father is too powerful. I feel guilty. We came to this town to save me from being bullied for being gay. Yet, instead, she is the one being bullied by some straight asshole. The Mayor is gay, and they adopted Brad. He is an entitled prick. Then I think that Master could save my sister. I am sure he could help her with Brad.

"Sis, do you have pictures of Brad fucking you two years ago when you were 14 and he was 16?"

"Yes. He recorded it himself and sent the videos to me. He uses those videos to control me. He threatens to show them to the whole school if I don't do what he says."

"Good!"

"Good! What do you mean, Good?"

"I mean, if you become Master's slave too, he could use the videos to keep Brad away from you. You were underage when Brad fucked you. So, if the videos got out, he would go to jail. It would cause a scandal, and the Mayor would have to quit his job. I'm positive Master can keep you safe from that asshole."

"But I don't want the videos to get out. They are embarrassing. Tony, he fucked me in the asshole! I hurt so much! He even had me tell him on video that I loved it. Tony, I hated every minute of it. How could becoming your Master's slave help prevent that video from coming out?"

"Master could threaten to release the video if Brad continues to abuse you. The Mayor could force Brad to back down so the video never gets released. That way, you would be free of the asshole!"

"Do you think it would work?"

"Yes, I think it would work. Please, Sis, do this and save yourself. Let's be slaves to Master together."

I see a smile form on her face. For the first time in years, I see her genuinely smiling. She now has a way out from under that asshole's hold on her.

"Do you really think your Master can save me?"

"Yes, Master is brilliant, and there are other brilliant Masters that I think would help too."

I think it would be in my sister's best interest if Master Frank helped her. After all, his son's Master, Alex, wants to own her children when they grow up.

Sis hugs me and thanks me for saving her. I'm sure life with Master will be a lot better than an abusive life with Brad.

We look back at the house and see Master kissing our mom, and we both smile. Master will soon own our family.

To be Continued!

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