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The rain was pounding down, soaking Dan to the skin as he
trudged along the side of the road. It
had been almost an hour since he had left his car in a twisted heap wrapped
around a large oak tree. With the
weather having turned so nasty and him not being familiar with the back roads
in his new community, he had barely had time to react when his car started to
skid off of the road. He was lucky to be
alive. Just one more hour of walking and
he’d be home in front of a roaring fire.
Ironically he had recently moved to this sleepy little town only a month
ago to escape the pressures of his fast paced career on
The glare of the headlights was almost blinding as they slowly approached Dan on the gravel country road. This was the first bit of good luck he’d had since the accident – or was it? As the van pulled up alongside of him the driver rolled down his window. “You all right” the gruff & growly voice yelled out overtop of the crashing thunder. “I was in a wreck” Dan replied, a couple of miles back up the road. “I’m making my way back to town”. The driver offered Dan a lift the rest of the way – an offer he couldn’t refuse.
Once Dan got in to the passenger side of the van and shook off the water that was dripping down his face, he got his first look at the good Samaritan who had picked him up. Most men were bigger than Dan anyway – at 5’8” tall and only 165 lbs, he showed the signs of having lived a privileged life for all of his 35 years. He was the typical pretty boy, almost feminine in appearance. Small delicate fingers, pronounced cheekbones, and a lithe body that didn’t show any excess body fat, but that had never been able to put on any real muscle either. His face was clean-shaven with chestnut brown eyes and long delicate eyelashes. The driver was a different story.
Turk had grown up in this neck of the woods. A giant of a man, he’d always kept to himself and lived a solitary life. Five years ago he had hit the jackpot with a lottery ticket, and now at the age of 56 had no need for a regular income, as he was independently wealthy. Turk stood 6’3” tall, and weighed in at 300 lbs. His body was not unlike the tree trunk of the big oak that Dan had run into with his car. Thick and solid Turk was not a muscle god, but had the strong frame of a man who had farmed and done manual labour all of his life. His face was weathered, with deep lines around the sides of his eyes and on his forehead. Bald but sporting a thick beard, he looked more like a mountain man than a millionaire. He’d been waiting for an opportunity like this for a long time.
Dan apologized for the mud that he had tracked into the van when he realized that Turk was staring at him in a manner that was very unsettling. They exchanged introductions, and Turk offered Dan a thermos of coffee to help warm him up a bit. Dan accepted gratefully, and the steaming cup of joe certainly hit the spot. As the sedative in the coffee started to take effect, Dan sat back in the seat and thought how lucky he was that Turk had come along.
When Dan awoke the next morning he struggled for a moment to remember what had happened the previous night. He also struggled to move – realizing that he was pinned down to the bed by thick black rubber straps across his chest, hips, and legs. He called out for help, and the door to the sparsely furnished room flung open. In the doorway stood Turk, wearing only a pair of old jeans and a pair of fireman’s rubber boots on his feet. He approached Dan without saying a word and slapped him across the face with a hand the size of a dinner plate. “Silence slave” he ordered. Dan was stunned, and seeing stars from the viciousness of the blow. He was about to ask Turk why he had been tied up and what was going on when the burly giant climbed on top of him straddling his chest. The 300 lbs of hairy masculine manhood nearly crushed Dan’s smaller frame, making it hard to breathe much less talk. Turk started to apply the object he had brought with him into the room over Dan’s head. A thick rubber slave hood with openings for Dan’s eyes and nose, and a limp rubber bladder that Turk worked into Dan’s mouth. He then attached a pump to the outside of the mask, and pumped up the gag in Dan’s mouth until Dan thought that his jaw would dislocate. Turk then climbed off of the bed, and explained to Dan the way that things would be from then on.
Turk had been looking for a man to train as his personal servant, sex slave, pain slut and toilet boy for a long time now…and last night Dan had unwittingly applied for the position. Turk reached under the bed and pulled out a thick collar that he then fastened around the base of the hood. Locking it shut he placed the key in his pocket and proceeded to undo the rubber straps holding Dan down. Being so much bigger and stronger than his new found slave he had no trouble flipping Dan over and securing his hands behind his back with a pair of handcuffs. He then bound Dan’s ankles together with a piece of rope from under the bed and heaved Dan up over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He carried Dan off through the house and down into the basement, happy to finally have a little whore boy to train, brutalize, and enslave.
After Turk had won the 12 million dollars on the lottery ticket, the first thing that he had done was to have major renovations completed in the basement of his home. He now had a dungeon that would be the envy of BDSM enthusiasts anywhere. He secured his prize over top of a modified gymnastics horse – arms and legs securely tied down. He proceeded to cut away the clothes that Dan was wearing, and explained to his bound and gagged victim that it was time to start preparing its body for its master’s use. Now naked and tied down with his ass up in the air, Dan started to squeal as much as he was able to from behind the punishing gag inflated in his mouth. It was then that he felt something cool and slippery being applied to his tight hole. Turk started off by working one of his thick fingers into Dan’s tight boy pussy, but was determined that by the time he was done, that Dan would be left with a gaping wide open hole that would accommodate anything that Turk wanted to insert into it. After spending 20 minutes working four of his fingers into the twitching boy hole, he figured that Dan was ready for a nice thick dildo. He chose a particularly menacing one from his extensive collection, which was only 6 inches long, but as wide around as a soup can. There would be plenty of time for serious stretching and fisting of his slave later. The pitch of Dan’s squeals from behind the gag increased as the anal invader was pushed home by the burly sadist and secured inside his slave’s rectum with straps that wound around each of his thighs and waist.
Having started the long process of completely ruining Dan’s tight butt hole, Turk turned his attention towards his slave’s hooded head. Turk explained to Dan that he was going to deflate the gag, but if Dan made so much as a whisper he’s use the steel toes of his thick fireman’s rubber boots to shatter Dan’s jaw so that he’d never be able to speak again. “Nod your head if you understand your Master’s orders” Turk growled. Dan nodded his thickly hooded head, willing to remain silent if only this huge bulb in his mouth would be removed. Turk deflated the gag and removed it, and asked his slave if he was thirsty. Being careful to follow his instructions, Dan simply nodded that he was indeed very thirsty. “Good boy” Turk said as a wide grin spread across his bearded face. Turk replaced the gag with a funnel attachment that secured tightly to the rubber hood, and proceeded to undo his fly. With a sigh of relaxation, Turk let loose with a load of piss that he’d been saving up since the night before. Having no choice as his mouth filled with his Master’s hot piss, Dan gulped down the foul liquid for over a minute until his Master’s bladder was empty.
Turk then proceeded to remove the funnel, and untie Dan from the horse. Dan scurried off into the corner in the room, cowering from the hulking sadist standing between him and the doorway. Turk laughed a deep belly laugh, and explained that Dan would never again leave this basement. Turk then advanced on Dan and proceeded to kick, stomp, and punch him until he was nearly unconscious. By the time that Dan recovered his senses he found himself in a cage, with the rubber hood still on and the giant dildo still jammed up his ass.
Over the next week regular beatings had broken Dan’s will to try to escape, and he now was nothing more than a living sex toy for his sadistic master to use and abuse. Turk liked to see his slave boy in tight rubber bondage, and so early on in his captivity Dan had become completely rubberized. The thick hood came off once every three days or so for cleaning only, as did the rubber cat suit that he was forced to wear. Every day Turk would concentrate on one type of humiliating and painful training of his rubber slave. Several months passed.
Today was Wednesday…fisting day. Turk secured his now compliant and submissive rubber slave into the sling hanging in the corner of the basement dungeon and proceeded to pack his ass full of 1 pound of softened lard. As Turk greased up his thick hairy arm, Dan groaned through the rubber ring gag that was stretching his mouth wide open and allowing drool to flow freely out onto his rubber-covered face. The next thing Dan saw was Turk looming over him with a thick long dildo, which he worked into Dan’s mouth through the open gag and down into his throat. Dan struggled to suppress his gag reflex, breathing through his nose as Turk turned his attention to his slave’s already abused asshole. Turk had been fisting his slave’s ass every week, gradually stretching it further and further, burying his thick forearm almost to the elbow. Today Turk had two goals in mind…to get elbow deep into Dan’s stretched out pussy, and to get both of his ham hock fists into his slave’s ass at the same time. An hour later, Dan moaned and groaned in agony as Turk slowly removed and then reinserted his arm up to and just past his elbow into the slave’s compliant hole. Periodically Turk would pull completely out and then pull on and stretch Dan’s pussy lips. The red inflamed folds had become chronically swollen and engorged by months of constant abuse. When not being fisted Dan’s hole was always propped open by a series of extra thick dildos and inflatable butt plugs. Sometimes Turk would use wine bottles or large vegetables on his slaves ass, making him eat the makeshift dildo once he was done torturing the former financial planner’s ass with it. Turk reinserted his fist just up to wrist level, and then started to work the fingers of his other hand into his slave’s plump rear end. Dan had never felt so incredibly stretched open as when he felt the second hand of his Master slip past his sphincter into his abused rectum. Turk was in heaven…slowly turning both of his huge fists around in Dan’s asshole while the slave writhed in agony. He loved inflicting pain on Dan’s body, and right now Dan was nearly passing out from the feeling that his cunt was about to rip wide open from the pressure of the two large fists buried inside of him. Turk continued to torture his rubber slave’s hole for another half an hour before finally pulling out. To keep the deep cavern that he had created from closing up again, Turk inserted an extra large inflatable plug into Dan’s cunt and enlarged it to its maximum potential. Inside of Dan’s ass, the plug was blown up to the size of an eggplant, with the base holding the sphincter stretched to a diameter of three full inches. Turk had plans for filling up the cavernous insides of his whore. After cleaning off his hands and arm, Turk pulled the dildo out of Dan’s throat and dangled his thick veiny cock over his slave’s mouth. Turk had a 9 inch thick uncut cock that his slave had been trained to suck to completion. With Dan’s ass long ago having become too stretched out for a good fuck, Turk turned his attentions to what he called Dan’s throat pussy. Turk had trained his slave to take his master’s cock right down into his throat, and to milk it of all of the thick man cum that he could produce. The rule was that the rubber slut was to swallow everything that came out of his Master’s cock…everything. For a full 15 minutes Turk enjoyed the ministrations of Dan’s well-trained mouth and throat on his thick tubesteak. He was enjoying the use of his slave’s mouth much more now that he had had all of Dan’s teeth removed a month ago. He loved hearing his boy choke and gag on his cock, struggling for air as the thick uncut snake filled his throat to capacity. He had trained Dan to be able to go without air for up to one minute, and liked the sense of power it gave him to know that he could suffocate his slave to death with just his engorged shlong. It was thinking about this very eventuality that usually caused Turk to spill his seed into his slaves throat. Sometimes he would pull back and fill Dan’s mouth with a thick load of cream, but more often than not he would stay buried in his slave’s throat pussy and deposit his load right into Dan’s waiting stomach. As he came down from his intense orgasm he pulled back, leaving the head of his cock in Dan’s warm wet toothless mouth. Dan knew what was expected. He sucked the remaining cum out of his Master’s cock, and then waited for the inevitable stream of warm salty piss that was to follow. Having been well serviced, Turk then released his slave from the sling and deposited him back in his cage.
Thursday was to bring a new experience for Dan, who thought that he had already been used in every conceivable way by his sadistic captor. Turk had taken great pains to make sure that Dan understood his role as a toilet slave amongst other duties. Turk had not pissed in his actual toilet since the week after Dan’s arrival into his life. He now had plans to make his toilet obsolete altogether. Going to the freezer, Turk removed a pail that contained the last two weeks worth of his mountain man sized turds that he had been saving up for today’s events. He also had not taken a shit since the night before last. He wanted his slave to get some of the fresh stuff as well as the frozen. Hauling his rubberized slut slave out of the cage he secured Dan onto one of his many bondage frames throughout the basement dungeon. The frame was mounted on a pedestal that was at waist height for Turk, perfect for what he had planned. With Dan’s body and limbs completely immobilized, Turk applied a punishing collar around Dan’s neck that forced his head up, and kept it from being able to turn from side to side at all. He then propped open his slaves mouth with a dental instrument that could be cranked open until the skin at the side of Dan’s mouth blanched with tension. “Today is the day you complete your toilet training slave. Today you will learn to enjoy and feed on your Master’s shit.” With that statement Dan began to panic. He had been able to deal with the multiple ass and face fuckings to which he had been subjected…to the gradual ruining of his hole which had been turned into a stretched out tunnel for Turk’s sadistic pleasures…and even to the role of having to drink every drop of piss that this hulking brute had passed for the last several months – but this was beyond his worst nightmares.
Turk then climbed up onto the front of the pedestal to which his rubber whore was secured, and turned around. He dropped his pants and wiggled his fat hairy ass back onto Dan’s face and mouth. “Tongue out your Master’s hole you fucking slut” he commanded. Afraid of being beaten, Dan proceeded to work his now experienced tongue right into Turks meaty hole. For the next ten minutes Turk enjoyed the feeling of his slave’s tongue loosening up his asshole, and then with some straining and grunting, deposited four large fat steaming logs of manshit onto the platform in front of his slave. Turk then pressed his ass back onto Dan’s rubberized face and smeared his dirty hole all over Dan’s lips. The smell almost made Dan gag and puke. Turk then climbed off of the platform and pulled on a pair of thick black industrial rubber gloves. “Time for your dinner” he announced as he proceeded to pick up each warm soft log in turn and stuff them into Dan’s toothless stretched open mouth. Turk made sure that every corner of Dan’s mouth was packed full of his steaming load, before removing the dental appliance and using duct tape to seal Dan’s mouth around his oversized turd meal. Dan’s eyes were watering both from the rank stench of what had been stuffed into his mouth and throat, as well as the tears of humiliation that now flowed freely. This pleased Turk very much. The more humiliation and pain that he inflicted on Dan’s abused body, the more turned on he became. The taste of the shit was awful as it began to liquefy and run down Dan’s throat into his stomach. “Get used to the taste bitch” Turk sneered, “you’re going to be eating every single dump that I take from now on”. With that Turk turned his attention to the pail of slowly thawing shit on the floor beside him. “I wouldn’t want to leave you full at one end and not the other” he said as he picked up the pail and moved around to Dan’s tortured asshole. Dan’s pussy had been suffering from the oversized inflatable plug since the marathon fisting session he’d had to endure the day before. Turk now deflated and removed the plug, inspecting Dan’s gaping cunt as he did so. The result was just as Turk had hoped for…Dan’s pussy remained wide open, just waiting to be filled. Turk wasted no time in packing the cavernous mancunt in front of him with log after log of semi-frozen shit. Dan groaned in pain from the freezing cold temperature of the load as well as from the painful fullness that it was causing. Turk reinflated the butt plug part way and used it to pack the shit deeply into Dan’s ass. He was going to take this entire pail of shit before Turk would relent. Dan began to sweat from the effort of taking the huge deposit up his ass. The pain was excruciating as Turk packed his rubber boy to the point of bursting. Finally the last of the logs was driven home, and Turk managed with a great deal of effort and sweat himself to reinsert Dan’s plug and blow it up enough to keep the load in place. “I think I’ll leave that in there to thaw and soften for a while” Turk announced as he peeled off his gloves. The sight of his slave stuffed like a Thanksgiving turkey at both ends was too much for Turk to take. He pulled out his oversized cock, which was now as hard as a rock, and pumped it until he shot a thick load of cocksnot all over the abused rubber slave’s face. As Turk turned away to leave the room, Dan heard him say “once you’ve finished incubating that nice load of my shit in your ass slave I’ll pull it out and feed it to you by hand”. Dan continued to weep as he watched his Master walk away. He truly was nothing more than a plaything for this sick perverted bear to use and abuse. He wondered what else Turk could possibly do to his beaten stretched out and polluted body.
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