SHANE CHAPTER 12
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Shane's thoughts
I had been with Marcus and Jackson and Marcus' family as a slave for about a year. I was now 16 and had filled out some due to the frequent exercise that Cody and Chad and I did regularly. I still thought Cody to be the prettiest of the three of us with his mane of curly blond hair. I had my light brown hair still. Our masters had shaved us of all crotch hair and growing leg and arm hair so we were smooth. For whatever reason, we retained our pit hair. Marcus said it was because we were to still look like boys. I was just happy to have it as like most teen boys, I wanted to be a man as did Cody. Our pits were trimmed though to make it less dense. Marcus joked he liked it because it was softer than his but more importantly, when I was made to work outdoors or due any of the chores which we now did exclusively, in the house, it made us sweat. As we never wore deodorant, it would smell and it was a way for our masters to tell how hard we worked. I knew he was joking as it was obvious with our toiling away that, that we worked hard to please the family
Before, we were passed around to other members of the family but as time went on, our masters wanted us more for themselves so they brought in a few others for the family to have as their own. I was kind of happy as living in the new estate compound was a lot of work for us and we now had help as all the others were white boys too. Young Hector was brought over to mainly be the family dog. His older brother who was once a friend of the masters was given to the two sisters to share. He was a bit older and more masculine than we but he now was conditioned to be just like us. I wondered if his family missed him or his brother, but I guess we'll never know. Unlike the others, only I got to visit my momma.
She was still be a whore and Mistress Helen's sex partner. The visits weren''t long but I was always taken naked, on a leash with a tail up my ass. Mistress Helen allowed us a few moments to be mother and son but even then, I was told by mistress to suck momma's big tits which were now enlarged. She like me, was truly a slave but momma said she was proud of me and knew from an early age, that I would end up some master's toy and that was the best I could hope for. I guess I was proud.
We were conditioned to serve and serve willingly. Even Cody and Chad now were happy to suck our masters dicks no matter where or who watched. When the family of our masters came over and they did often mainly to sponge off the wealthy family, we were made to be gracious to all of them and even made to exhibit sex acts between the three of us to amuse them with their constant derogatory things they said about us.
Sadly, Cody and Chad never had any family to show off too or even be loved by so I tried to be their family holding Chad and even his brother as they sometimes realized their circumstances and became overwhelmed by it all. I think they now loved me like an older brother even though Cody was my age. I found them more happy if they were allowed to suck and lick me like an animal does to its mother. Maybe I was part woman. Who knows.
Momma got her own boy too, a handsome boy a bit older than us but for some reason she treated Cody and I as pets of hers to when Marcus and Jackson were not around.. We loved momma and she allowed Chad and Cody to suckle her big tits to make them feel good.
We were proud to be shown off. When pa got his boy, a cute 12 year old that he said reminded him of Hector, it was fun as the family sometimes gathered on an evening to watch t.v. and we were all held on our masters laps. We didn't see much t.v. as we were all busy making them feel good and to show our love to them all. Carlos we bigger and older than the sisters and they loved to abuse his big nuts. They had made him have his foreskin removed before he was brought home as the family felt no white boy or Latin should have one and we should all be totally exposed. AS he was their boy, they liked taking him to school on a leash, carrying whatever they needed and often crawling about behind them. It was quite a comedown from the former stud. As some of the wealthy girls had slaves, well no one was called a slave, but servants instead. The law didn't allow the term slaves to be used. All the white and Latin boys were made to wait in the sun outside tied to a rail until they were again needed. It was quite a site.
One of our regular duties was to submit every Sunday to being sounded. We were given lubed sticks that got progressively bigger over time. It was quite an pleasure eventually. At first it was painful but eventually we got to love the ritual although our piss slits got very open. Pissing was a burning sensation right after but quickly healed. It was a source of pride when we were allowed to show off for guests, how when led outdoors, we all pissed like huge animals.
That was also, if an punishments were to be rendered, the boys were given canings. I was so into not thinking of anything other than pleasing Marcus all the time, never thinking about myself, that I got few canings. The same applied to Cody and Chad as they learned the insignificance of white boys needs. We were all like animals in a way an that was what the masters taught us and constantly reinforced.
One morning, as I lay on Marcus' bed doing my morning rituals of eating his hole, sucking his cock and worshipping any part of his body I could reach as he held me, he whispered to me to turn around.
"You're such a good white boy. Never dreamed I'd own one and now I own lots of you pussies. Turn around. I want to see you're hole up close." I willingly allowed myself to offer my hole to him. He sniffed it as he stuck a few fingers in. fortunately, after having so many dildo's and cocks and a plug he kept in me when I wasn't wearing a tail like a dog which we all wore, he sniffed it and sat up and actually licked my hole. I moaned in happiness. I was used to eating him but he rarely ate me. He continued to finger me between licks and said "I got some bigger plans for this pussy. I was looking on line and saw how some guys actually destroy their pussies to make them so big they are open all the time. They can also squeeze so they develop something called a prolapse, where their actual insides poke out and it looks like a flower, a rosebud, they call it, that sticks out. I decided I want you that way. Master Jackson saw it and he wants the two brothers to have that too. It will make for a real nice showing at the club." I hadn't been to the club to often buy I knew from what the masters said that they were doing more and more kinky stuff.
"I got a guy, a white guy, who I found in Atlanta who agreed to come down here and work on you guys. He was pretty excited hearing about what all we offered in this town. I got to keep him safe though as he's a white boy like you. Don't want the brothers to think they can use him, but he understands the situation and feels that most white boys are just pussies to be raped. They need it just like you do Let me show you pictures of what you'll look like."
He pulled his fingers out of my hole and we went to his computer. I felt safe as he held me on his lap. I wanted to turn around and lick his gorgeous nipples but he faced me toward the screen and quickly found what he wanted. I had no knowledge of computers but as a stupid white boy, I was fascinated . Now, only blacks could afford a computer and what he called internet.
I looked at the pictures he showed me. There was a handsome white boy with very big balls like I had, saline filled I guess, who was sticking his ass out toward the camera. His very strange looking hole was not round like most people but elongated and suddenly after looking like he was gong to shit, the wide hole opened and out popped this huge red thing. I did look like a flower unfolding. I was fascinated but scared. He then showed me pics of the boy sitting on the top of one of those traffic cones sliding his body down making his hole huge He also used some dildos that were so huge, I couldn't figure out how he did it. I sat fascinated, on Marcus' lap like a child as he played with my erection. I was almost overcum with the need to cum but I knew that Master only allowed me to cum when he wanted me to. My huge cock head was purple with need. My piss slit, wide, open due to the sounds the Masters and some of his guests used on me and made it expand, was almost flared open.
"He arrives tomorrow. He will want to test your hole for how big it is and show me everything I need to know to make your hole trained like this also."
"Will it ever close up?" I shyly asked.
" Oh yes, when I let it. Then it will look like this." He explained flipping to another picture. I saw before me a huge slit that only partially closed. The area around it looked hard and wide, almost like a cunt. I was amazed but scared. I would have a hole like that.?
"Mostly, you'll need something in it to keep your pussy juice from leaking and we sure don't want shit falling out You'll need to keep it clean and lubricated with stuff to keep it wet looking and shiny. It's something I think all white boys should have. Only men will eventually have tight holes, You know, our holes simply are there to send stuff out and be licked by white boys like you. I may want to expand it so most of our white boys look like some monkeys in the zoo." He laughed as he showed me some kind of monkey that had huge red looking asses and wide holes. "They ain't gay that I know of but that's how nature made them. I think white boys , our monkeys, should look like that too. We won't do `em all, but enough to make it clear how we see white boys."
I was a bit shocked but knew I was going to be asked and as his toy, there was no reason for him to ask me anything. I was his property and he could do as he pleased with me.
The guy came the next day and all three of us were taken out to our shit area while the big white guy stood back with our masters. He praised them for what they had done with us. He laughed at us shitting and then licking one another's butt holes and pissing like race horses
He watched us wash one another down and clean up like good slaves should, before he took us to one of the back areas of the estate where we now lived. He had us on all fours like animals as he played with our holes. He even asked and was given permission to milk us like small cows. He tasted our cum and said it was quite good and praised the masters for the diet they had us on. He examined our holes closely and then found some larger wide plugs . he put some lube on the plugs, not us and slowly inserted them into our holes explaining the need to go slow at first as to not damage the interior walls of our holes and guts. It was painful but we all were ok after. He made us get up and walk and crawl about to see if the plugs were held in..
This went on for several weeks even after he went home. He came back weekly to check on our progress and we wore each hole almost constantly for a week at a time. He fisted us gently at first, but then more harshly. He said he was training us to take a punch and not react. When we weren't wearing the plugs, we often got double fucked. I would lay on Marcus' chest and raise my legs he entered me easily and then Jackson would come up and push his cock in. It got so, that it almost felt better to have two cocks in us than one. Even little Chad was taking it.
This went on for at least a month before we were finally expected to reveal our rosebuds. Jackson documented the whole thing on video so we could see it later but watched as we were made to lick each other when we first did it.
It took awhile but eventually we were all made to show off our extremely wide holes. When we wore plugs or dildos, they were clear and had a huge hole right up the middle so one could look inside of us. The masters and their buds had a great time using us as piss hole and pissed in the tubes.
We were truly what the guys wanted us to be. Huge ball sacks, wide open piss slits that one could stick a pencil in and wipe gaping holes that allowed cool air to go up our cunts when not in use. We became like science experiments for the guys but they smiled and kissed us and we knew they were totally happy. It was our only task to make them happy.
Our wide holes were often plugged until we went to the club so when we showed our rosebuds for a while, men found it very pleasant to then fuck us like the sluts we were. Masters were happy and so were we to be cared for like special pets.