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Karol
had been eagerly awaiting the delivery of his package, and now it had finally
arrived. He hoisted it up on to the back
of his cart, and secured it with thick leather straps so that it would not
slide off the back during the journey back to his secluded farm. Inside of the crate, Dan was being kept
unconscious by a steady dose of anaesthetic that had rigged to be administered
via an IV that had been inserted by Turk just before he had packed his toilet
slave into the crate for delivery to his new owner. A friend in the customs office had ensured
that delivery would be made safe and sound with no questions asked.
Safely
back at the farm, Karol dragged the crate off of the cart, and it hit the barn
floor with a thud. Prying open the lid,
Karol felt a stirring in his cock – he was about to see his new slave for the
first time. Pulling out the custom
formed foam rubber covering, he saw Dan’s neatly packaged crouched frame –
fully encased in a thin rubber catsuit, with an open-faced rubber hood and a
thick gag in his mouth with a breathing tube inserted through its centre. He carefully followed the instructions that
the vendor – Turk – had forwarded to him, for the safe removal of the slave
from the crate and its medical apparatus.
He slung Dan’s limp body over his shoulder and carried him down into the
underground dungeon beneath the barn.
There he stripped Dan naked, and gave him a thorough cleaning inside and
out. With some effort, he redressed Dan
into another rubber body suit – this one being several times thicker than the
one he had been transported in. Karol
was as much of a rubber master as Turk had been, but had a particular fetish
for extremely thick industrial strength suits and gear that makes it difficult
for the wearer even to bend his joints.
Hip length rubber waders were put on his feet and secured with bands of
rubber around his ankles and above his knees.
With that, he secured his new slave to the iron frame of the small
single bed, and left to await the waking of his latest piece of property.
Dan
slowly came to, as the memory of being told that he was going to be shipped to
his new Master began to form in his mind.
As he became more aware of his surroundings, he flashed back to the
first night that he had been captured by Turk, and set upon the course to
becoming something less than human – a toy for dominant men to abuse – a living
toilet and pain slave to be tortured and used for the pleasure of another. Slowly, Dan drifted back to sleep.
He
was awoken with a start – a sharp slap across his rubber-covered face. As his vision cleared, he got his first look
at his new Master. Karol was easily as
tall as Turk, but had a completely different build. In fact he stood 6’4” tall, but weighed only
200 lbs. He had a long thin face, with
dark complexion and a thick black moustache.
He was lanky with long limbs, and like Turk, had huge hands and feet. A farmer all his life, he was extremely
strong, preferring to do all of the work himself rather than hiring farm hands
to help with the burden. He had never
been married, and for as long as he could remember had been most turned on by
fantasizing about he torturing and enslavement of another man. Now he would have the chance to act out all
of his fantasies.
Karol
untied Dan from the bed, and threw him down on the stone floor – informing him
in very broken English that he was Dan’s new rubbermaster. Being by now a well-trained slave, Dan
crawled on hands and knees over to Karol, and began to lick his muddy rubber
boots. A wide grin spread across Karol’s
face as he watched his new slave lick and swallow all of the mud off of his
boots. He flipped Dan over on to his
back, and placed the sole of each boot in turn on to Dan’s eager tongue. By the time Dan was finished, both boots were
slick and black – shining with the slave’s saliva.
Karol’s
first order of business was to establish his physical superiority over his new
slave – by beating him in to submission.
With that in mind, he herded and pushed Dan along the floor with his
size 15 boots over to a makeshift wrestling mat at the far end of the
room. Once there, he told his slave that
they would have a wrestling match. If
Dan were to win the match, he would go free.
If Karol were to win – Dan would spend the rest of his life in pain and
servitude.
Karol
stripped off his work shirt, and began to pace around the mat, waiting to
pounce. For his part, Dan was
confused. He had been trained for a year
now to offer no physical resistance, for doing so would result in severe
beatings and depraved torture. While
trying to sort out his thoughts, he felt the toe of Karol’s big boot bury in to
his gut as his new Master kicked his slave with such force that his whole body
lifted from the ground. Karol scooped
Dan up in both of his long arms, and put the rubberslave in to a full
nelson. Applying as much force as he
could muster, Karol caused Dan to cry out in agony, as whatever strength the
submissive had was swiftly drained away.
Karol dropped Dan’s limp body to the floor, but was not yet done
inflicting the first of many future beatings.
He hauled Dan into an upright position, and gave him three swift and
devastating punched to the gut, before allowing him to crumple back down to the
floor. Karol then placed his left foot
on the side of Dan’s face, and raised both arms victoriously as if there were a
roaring crowd cheering him as the winner of a glorious fight. He spat a thick wad of phlegm at Dan, and
assured him that if he ever resisted his Master’s will, that the beating he had
received tonight would seem like a minor punishment.
With
his dominance over his slave now assured, Karol dragged Dan over to his cage,
and threw him inside. Before closing the
door, he placed a plate of scraps and an empty bowl on the floor. Once the cage was locked, he hauled out his
impressively large cut cock and pissed into the bowl as well as all over his
new slave.
The
first full day of training began early.
This being a working farm, Karol was up at dawn and quickly washed and
ate so that he could devote most of the day to playing with his new toy. The first order of business was to alleviate
the yearning of his cock for some much needed relief. Because his former master had spent so much
time opening up the slave’s hole to enormous proportions, it was no longer
capable of giving a rider a decent fuck.
So, Turk had custom made an insert for Dan’s ass that would allow it to
still give pleasure to another man, while giving nothing but torture to
Dan. It was a thick rubber tube, about 4
inches in diameter. On the inside it was
fashioned of smooth latex that could be lubricated and allow for a nice tight
seal around the top’s cock. On the
outside, it was covered with small cone-like projections that would dig into
Dan’s soft pussy and prevent the insert from either being pulled out or pushed
further in by the pistoning of the Master’s dick. It was designed to completely and painfully
fill Dan’s ass, and had been made from a mould that Turk had created by
stuffing Dan’s pussy full of softened paraffin wax.
Karol
slung Dan over the modified workbench in the dungeon, and chained down his
arms, and his head by passing a thick heavy chain over the back of his
neck. His legs were spread and secured,
and the back of his rubber slave suit unzipped and opened. Dan’s mancunt was itself very rubbery in
appearance. It’s lips outward, loose
from all of the intensive stretching they had endured. Karol reached into the container of goose fat
at the side of the table, and began to finger his slave’s pussy with his long
thick fingers. One, two, three and then
four fingers were shoved in to Dan’s hole, and swept around to open up his
slave and prepare him to receive his master’s cock. He also greased up the rubber insert, and
began to shove it into Dan’s hole.
Unlike Turk before him, Karol loved to hear his slave scream in agony,
and so he would rarely employ the use of a gag.
Once the insert was seated firmly in Dan’s hole, Karol aligned his 9
inch beer can thick cock with its centre opening. He slowly inserted himself all the way in,
causing the insert to expand in Dan’s ass, and the small projections to dig
into the soft inner walls of his pussy.
Dan screamed and begged for mercy, but none was given. Karol began to laugh as he explained to his
slave that not only would he become his Master’s personal fuck slave, but that
he would also become the bitch of several of the animals on the farm. Dan began to cry as Karol sawed his tool in
and out of the battered slave’s hole.
The fuck lasted about 10 minutes, but seemed like forever to the
tortured slave. Finally with a great
roar, Karol delivered a gargantuan load of cum into the rubber insert, and
slowly withdrew his softening cock from Dan’s cunt. He then picked up the second piece of the
custom fit insert – a hard rubber plunger that could be forced through the
insert to push the delivered cum-load through the insert and into the slaves
abused rectum. With that accomplished,
Karol withdrew the insert from Dan’s sloppy hole, and presented it to his mouth
for cleaning. Dan dutifully licked and
sucked all of the blobs of shit of the evil device before Karol unchained him
from the fuck table.
Securing
a thick rubber hood over Dan’s head, his slave’s outfit was completed with a
broad rubber collar that was locked in place with a small padlock at the back,
and a thick pair of industrial rubber gloves on his hands. Dan was then marched up the stairs by his
master, being told that he would be put to work on the farm in addition to
serving his master’s sexual needs. Dan
had been wondering why the back of his suit had been left open with his sloppy
cunt lips rubbing together as he walked.
Dan’s questions were answered as he and his master reached the barn
doors and walked outside. As Karol
forced Dan to climb up on to the tractor, Dan caught sight of the seat behind
the steering wheel of the vehicle.
Sticking straight up from the seat was a gigantic rubber butt plug, that
Dan thought looked bigger than any he had had up his ass by that time. The plug was shaped like a bullet, and was 8
inched long. The length he knew he could
handle, but the girth had Dan spooked.
Karol spun Dan around, and began forcing him down on the plug. Dan’s screams were muffled by the thickness
of his rubber hood, but Karol could tell that he was in agony – and it brought
a smile to his face. Dan’s pussy was
still slick with the goose fat from his fucking, and although that helped he
seemed to get stuck half way down the latex monster that Karol was forcing him
to sit on. Not being able to get all the
way on to the plug, and not being able to get off of it either, Dan began to
panic, and started writhing in pain and desperation. To solve this problem, Karol turned around,
and then sat right down on Dan’s lap with all of his 200 lbs, forcing Dan all
the way down on the enormous plug. As
Dan screamed in pain, Karol began strapping his slave down to the seat so that
he could not rise up off the plug even an inch.
With
his slave safely secured, he instructed Dan to drive the tractor out into the
field and not to return until it had all been plowed. With luck Karol said, you will be done in 4
or 5 hours. The thought of spending that
much time impaled on this diabolical butt plug made Dan nearly delirious…until
he heard Karol’s final words – that he would be thanking his Master for this
preparation when he introduced Dan’s slave-pussy to the stallions tomorrow.
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