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Rubberized shit slave

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Synopsis: An overworked stressed out executive is captured and turned into a tortured abused rubberized pain and toilet slave by a dominant bear.
The rain was pounding down, soaking Dan to the skin as he trudged along the side of the road

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 Bay Street.  He had thought that the pressure of his job in Toronto would eventually kill him – and now he was lucky to be alive and heading back to his “weekend retreat”.

 

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. 

 

 

Rubberized Shit Slave – Chapter2

Rubberized Shit Slave – Chapter2

 

Dan had no idea how many hours had passed, but the shit packed in to his mouth had completely liquefied and run down his throat into his gut.  He felt sick, and was painfully bloated by the churning in his stomach.  The pressure in his belly from being packed full of two weeks worth of his Master’s turds was incredibly painful as well, not to mention the giant butt plug keeping his ass packed full of the now completely thawed and softened shit.

 

He heard the heavy footsteps of his Master’s steel-toed rubber boots well in advance of his appearance  in the doorway.  A broad grin came across Turk’s face as he saw the pain expressed in his slave’s eyes, and the strings of brown drool that had escaped from behind the duct tape gag to run down Dan’s rubber covered face.

 

“Time for dessert” Turk announced as he stretched on another thick pair of black industrial rubber gloves over his huge hands.  He made his way behind Dan who was still bound helplessly to the metal frame, and grasped the portion of the plug that protruded from Dan’s abused hole.  He slowly twisted the plug around a full 360 degrees, prompting grunts and groans from behind the putrid tape now clinging to Dan’s face.  “How about we get rid of the tape slave?”, he said as he came back around in front of Dan and pulled off the makeshift gag.  “After all, how are you going to enjoy your dessert unless you can open nice and wide?”.  Turning his attention once again to Dan’s rear end, Turk reached under and felt the bloated distended belly of his slave through the skintight rubber suit that had become his second skin.  “Nice and warm” Turk announced, and then he drove his fist up into Dan’s pregnant belly, causing the slave to gasp and then cry out in agony.  “Yep” Turk said, “you’re ready to eat some more.”  Turk then deflated the punishing plug that was buried in Dan’s rectum just a tiny bit.  He began to pull on the plug, causing Dan’s inflamed pussy lips to stretch open as they clung to the surface of the now shit covered rubber invader.  Turk got the widest point to become visible in the center of his slave’s ruined mancunt, and then let it slide back in…all the way.  He repeated this process another 10 or 15 times, until Dan was wailing and crying in agony.  Turk’s thick cock was rock hard inside of his jeans, aching for relief.

 

With the plug now completely deflated it slid easily from Dan’s hole, once again leaving it gaping open, unable to close all the way from the months of constant stretching.  Turk traced a thick rubber covered finger around the puffy red ring that was his slave’s sphincter, and then started to push two of his fingers into Dan’s hole.  When he pulled them out they were completely coated in a warm, soft, thick layer of Turk’s now completely softened and thawed manshit that had been forced inside of his slave’s hollowed out rectum.  “Suck them clean” he commanded as he shoved his fingers into Dan’s toothless mouth.  Knowing he had no choice, Dan did as he was told, sucking and slurping until the black rubber of Turk’s gloves was slick with his saliva.  Turk then began working his whole hand into Dan’s ass, painfully fisting the packed boyhole and causing shit to squish out around his wrist.  Handfuls of shit were pulled from Dan’s hole and packed roughly into his mouth.  Turk waited patiently for his slave to finish each mouthful before re-filling him from the seemingly endless supply that was stored up his ass.  For one full hour Dan was fed on his Master’s waste, before being given three large hot water enemas to completely clean him out.  Dan’s next task was to give his Master’s turgid cock some relief with his throat pussy, and Turk roughly face fucked his slave while he replayed the entire scene in his head.  The thick meaty cock pushed all the way into Dan’s throat, causing a noticeable  bulge when he pushed all the way in.  He kept his cock lodged in Dan’s throat for one minute and fifteen seconds, a new record for the slave’s breath control training.  Dan nearly passed out, but Turk was brought to a blinding orgasm, coating his slave’s throat with rope after rope of thick creamy cum.

 

Turk pulled back and allowed his slave to suck and clean his cock, finally rewarding him with a long hot drink of very strong man-piss.  He then proceeded to get the garden hose that was attached to the wall of the basement dungeon, and power washed out the slave’s mouth to get rid of any remaining lumps of shit that were lodged in the deeper corners of Dan’s mouth.  He also hosed down his slave’s rubber covered body, and left him to dry as he prepared the next exercise.

 

Now dried off, Dan was released from the bondage frame and dropped on the floor.  Not being allowed to stand in his Master’s presence, he obediently crawled behind him as he was ordered to follow Turk to another part of the room.

 

When they rounded the corner, Dan stopped in his tracks and began to whimper…he recognized the object that was to become central to his next session of torture.  It was the dental chair that Turk had strapped him into when he had removed all of Dan’s teeth, to make him a better cocksucker.  Turk reached down and grabbed Dan’s collar, and dragged him over to the chair.  Hoisting the much smaller slave up into the chair he proceeded to fasten a series of straps around Dan’s ankles, shins, thighs, hips, torso, arms, wrists, and forehead.  Dan was completely immobilized, held down so tightly by the rubber straps that his skin pouched upward in between the straps, and the edges of them cut into his flesh even through his rubber suit. 

 

Turk hopped up into the chair and straddled his slave, adding an extra 300 pounds of pressure to the stress that Dan was already experiencing.  He dipped his hands into a bowl of warm water, and with a huge wind up began slapping the side of Dan’s rubbered face with all his might.  The sound was like a thunderclap  each time one of Turk’s wet paws made contact with the side of Dan’s face, and the pain was intense.  Climbing off of Dan’s chest, Turk went to a drawer and retrieved a piercing gun, which he then showed to his slave.  Another one of the viscous dental devices was inserted into Dan’s mouth, and cranked open to its maximum capacity.  A pair of forceps was then clamped shut on Dan’s tongue, and it was pulled forward out of the slave’s mouth.  “This will make your mouth feel better on your Master’s cock when you suck him off” Turk announced, and he proceeded to pierce Dan’s tongue with a large golden stud.  Dan’s eyes were watering and he could taste his own blood in his mouth, but Turk wasn’t finished.

 

Giving his slave just a moment to rest, Turk held up a thick stainless steel ring in front of Dan’s face.  “Know where this is going slave?” Turk asked as he began chuckling.  The piercing gun was then inserted up the slave’s nose and with a horrible crunching sound the cartilage was pierced, inserting into the hole a solid steel grommet.  The thick metal ring was fed through the grommet and soldered closed.  After undoing all of the straps Turk grabbed a hold of his slave’s new nose ring and literally pulled him out of the chair as Dan screamed in agony.  Throwing Dan down on the floor he watched his pathetic rubber slave crawl around blinded by pain.  “You know” Turk said scratching his beard, “you look just like a piece of livestock with that big ring in your nose”…and suddenly a sadistic idea started to form in Turk’s head.  Hmmm, livestock.  He would have to work on that.  For now, his slave had earned some rest.  He inserted a foot long dildo with an end shaped like a closed fist roughly up Dan’s asshole, and secured it with straps and locks around his waist.  He threw the slave into his cage, locked it securely, put out the light and walked upstairs whistling to himself and thinking about how many ways he had yet to experiment  on his rubberized shit slave.

Dan had just managed to drift off in to somewhat restful sleep when the entire cage shook violently, accompanied by a huge bang

Dan had just managed to drift off in to somewhat restful sleep when the entire cage shook violently, accompanied by a huge bang.  Then another blow.  Turk was kicking the side of the cage with those huge rubber boots of his, in order to wake his slave up for another full day of punishment and training.

 

“Wake up you fucking useless cunt” Turk yelled as Dan became fully awake.  “It’s shower time,” Turk announced.  Once each week Dan was stripped as naked as the day he was born so that he could be cleaned, shaved, and re-dressed in one of Turk’s many rubber slave outfits that had been custom fit to Dan’s body.  Turk reached in to the cage and clipped a leash onto Dan’s new nose ring, and began to drag the slave out of his confinement.  The searing pain brought tears to Dan’s eyes.  The next thing that Dan felt was his master’s boot on the back of his neck, forcing his face down to the floor.  Turk undid the straps around the massive dildo that he had left invading his slave’s ass all night long, and yanked out the giant toy with one quick movement.  Tossing it aside he then began peeling the rubber cat suit off of Dan’s body. 

 

Dan knew the routine.  He crawled over to the shower stall, where Turk now affixed his leash to a metal ring located about two feet up on the wall.  The shower was just a large open area in the corner with a drain in the floor, and a series of hoses that could be operated by Turk from such a distance as to avoid any of the back splash coming off of Dan’s tortured frame.  The water was ice cold as it impacted Dan’s naked body with painful force.  Dan picked up the bar of soap from the floor and began to wash himself clean as Turk continued to blast away with the hose.  “You know the routine” Turk announced as he switched from the power washer to the other hose hanging from the wall, with an attachment on the end that looked like a large butt plug.  Ramming it up into Dan’s ass, Turk started the flow for the first of what would be five painfully large enemas.  Each had to be held for five minutes, with the last one being kept inside until Dan had finished shaving his cock, balls, body and head with the straight razor that Turk provided for that purpose.  Having completely cleaned his slave inside and out, Turk un-tethered the leash from the wall and dragged Dan over to a section of the dungeon that he had set up primarily for his own pleasure, as opposed to Dan’s pain.  “Time for your Master to get some attention, slave” Turk announced as he sat back in the comfortable recliner chair.  He picked up the remote and turned on a video of some of Dan’s past torture and humiliation sessions while he ordered Dan to lick and spit shine his rubber boots.  Dan began lovingly working over the entirety of his Master’s boots, soles included, for a good half hour.  Having only been dressed in his boots and a rubber apron for his slave’s weekly cleaning, Turk decided that it was time for some more personal attention. 

 

Dan’s face was dragged upwards via the leash still attached to his nose ring all the way to the level of his Master’s crotch.  Turk then brought his knees up, and spread his thick legs, ordering Dan to tongue out his asshole.  Dan buried his face into Turk’s hairy musky crotch, and began licking and sucking on his Master’s hole.  He knew exactly how to pleasure Turk in this manner, having had a great deal of practice since his capture.  For a full 10 minutes Dan had to dart his tongue as deeply into Turks hole as he could get it, until he could feel the end of a thick hard turd up against the tip of his tongue.

 

“I think you’ve earned a little snack boy” Turk said as began to bear down, forcing a small but thick, hard turd from his asshole into Dan’s waiting mouth.  As had become routine, Dan made a big deal out of chewing up the offering as best he could without any teeth, and telling Turk how delicious it was and how lucky of a slave he was to be receiving such a gift.  Having completely finished his breakfast, Dan cleaned Turk’s hole, and then waited for more orders.  All of the ass work had made Turk horny, and his thick uncut cock was standing at full mast.  “Let’s try out that new tongue piercing I gave you boy” Turk said as he motioned for Dan to begin sucking his cock.  Dan began by licking and sucking on the sizeable head of his Master’s cock, paying special attention to the piss slit.  Turk loved having his slave lick and suck in an effort to extract any trapped piss that might still be in his cock.  Dan then began working his way down the shaft, and Turk could feel the large ball he had placed in Dan’s tongue the night before starting to rub on his shaft.  The effect was immediate and Turk began to moan very loudly, grabbing a hold of Dan’s head like it was a melon, squeezing it and forcing it up and down along the length of his cock from the very tip to the very base.  Every time Turk would get close to cumming, he would force his cock all the way in to Dan’s throat, practically flattening Dan’s face in his thick bush of pubic hair.  Finally, with incredible ferocity Turk bellowed and drove his cock deep into Dan’s throat, spasming and firing huge pulses of mancream into his slave’s stomach.  Once Dan had cleaned all of the cum from Turk’s cock, and swallowed the ensuing load of morning piss, it was time once again to get dressed.

 

Dan hated being placed back into the confining rubber garments after having spent some time naked and free from restraint.  Turk knew this, and so reveled in the process of packaging his slave back up into a mass of shiny black rubber.  Today’s outfit would be particularly harsh, as would the punishment that Dan was going to receive once he was dressed. 

 

Dan was first placed into a tight rubber jock strap, which painfully compressed his cock and balls flat against the front of his body.  Next was a thick rubber suit that covered Dan’s body from neck to toes, with the ass having been cut out of the suit completely.  A thick rubber sensory deprivation hood that allowed hardly any sound in, as well as blocking off Dan’s eyes was stretched over his head.  Breathing tubes were inserted into his nostrils, and a giant penis gag that was an exact replica of Turks cock formed from latex rubber was inserted all the way into Dan’s throat, causing him to gag.  He had to work very hard to keep his concentration on breathing through his nose to keep from suffocating.  The gag did its job though, rendering Dan completely mute.  Attention was then turned to Dan’s naked ass, and gaping asshole.  Turk took a couple of minutes at this point to stop and enjoy himself.  He grabbed, pinched, and flicked Dan’s pussy lips until they were swollen, engorged, and ultra-sensitive.  He then inserted a veterinary speculum usually used for cows into Dan’s ass, and began cranking it open so that the diameter of Dan’s hole was a whopping 6 inches.  A hard rubber posture collar was strapped around Dan’s neck, and the leash was once again attached.  Turk led Dan over to one of the metal bondage frames, and secured him via heavy rubber straps in a doggy-style position, but with his ass turned very much upwards.  Once secured to the frame, Dan’s ass once again became the main attraction.  Turk inserted a huge inflatable dildo into the wide-open tunnel, and pumped it up until it was snug against the stretched out sphincter and the cranked open speculum.  The he gave it three more pumps for good measure.  The only part of Dan’s body that was still exposed was his lily-white butt cheeks.

 

“Remember how I said last night that you looked like livestock with that big ole ring in your snout pig boy?  Well it dawned on me that most folk around here that own livestock have to give them a marking of some kind so that they know which animals belong to which farmer.”  With that pronouncement, Turk proceeded to retrieve a long poker-like object from the cupboard, and plugged it in to the wall socket next to the bondage frame.  “What we’re going to do boy is brand you so that if you get lost there’ll be no mistaking where you belong, and whom you belong to.  While this baby heats up maybe we should heat up that lily white ass of yours slave-boy.”  Turk then donned one of his many pairs of thick rubber gloves, and laid into Dan with a vicious spanking of both of his ass cheeks.  By the time Turk was finished, Dan’s ass was crimson, and in agony.  The branding iron was now almost white hot.  “Now I’m not going to lie to you shithead, this is going to hurt something awful, but once the wound heals you’ll have a beautiful new marking for your master to enjoy.”  With that, Turk pressed the iron against Dan’s left butt cheek, sending up a puff of smoke, which was accompanied by the most horrible sizzling sound and the smell of burning flesh.  Dan passed out.  When Turk pulled the branding iron off of Dan’s ass, he smiled as he read the word’s Turk’s Bitch permanently seared into his little shit eater’s flesh.  Deciding that he would let Dan “come to” in his own time, he proceeded to take a huge dump right on the floor under Dan’s face so that the first thing he would smell when he awoke besides his roasted ass-flesh, would be his Master’s pile of man-shit…which would then become lunch.  

When Dan finally “came to”, he was sure that the entire episode had been a hallucination

When Dan finally “came to”, he was sure that the entire episode had been a hallucination.  His Master could not possibly have branded him – burned a symbol of his complete ownership of Dan’s body into his flesh.  That however, is exactly what had happened.  The searing pain coming from Dan’s ass-flesh confirmed it.  The next thing that he became aware of was the stench of his master’s pile of shit, which had been deposited right under his nose.  There were four thick logs of the stuff, all knotted looking and twisted up – the kind that would require a lot of gumming and chewing in Dan’s toothless mouth for him to be able to swallow them – and that’s exactly what Dan knew would be happening.

 

Dan’s thoughts were then interrupted by Turk’s arrival in the dungeon.  “So, my slave boy has woken up from his little nap” , Turk said in a baby-talk type of voice.  “I bet you’re hungry after your long sleep hey toilet boy?  We’ll see to your meal in a few minutes, but first I want to check out your new marking.”   With that, Turk walked around to Dan’s ass, to check on the branding.  Dan could not see what Turk was doing as he was still secured to the bondage frame by the thick rubber strapping, with the heavy rubber posture collar keeping him from even turning his head.  Turk smiled broadly when he saw the branding…”Turk’s Bitch” in bold capitol letters…red and inflamed at the moment, but that would settle into a nice permanent declaration of just exactly what Dan’s body was…a toy for his Master to use and abuse.  Turk flicked the branding with his thick index finger, causing Dan to howl in pain.

 

“Alright boy, let’s see to that hunger of yours.”  Dan was then removed from the bondage frame, and the thick rubber hood was removed also.  Kneeling in front of his huge, booted master, Dan was then ordered to pick up one of the logs of Turk’s shit that had been left in a pile on the floor.  “Lick it” Turk ordered.  Dan began licking the thick shitlog like it was an ice cream cone.  “Tell me how delicious it is cunt-boy” Turk ordered.  Dan began telling Turk how much loved the taste of his Master’s shit.  After a few minutes, all that was left of the thick turd was the residue all over Dan’s fingers.  “Suck them clean boy” ordered Turk, “and pick up another one”.

 

“Shall I lick it Sir”, asked Dan?  “No slave, squish it up with your hands”.  Dan squished and smeared his hands with the shitlog, until they were both thoroughly covered with the waste.  “Now slave, wipe your hands all over your Master’s right boot”.  Dan was then ordered to do the same with another turd, this time smearing it all over Turk’s left rubber boot.  With the fourth and final turd Dan was ordered to place it on the floor right in front of Turk.  The hulking brute then placed his right foot over the turd, and squashed it flat onto the floor.  Dan was then ordered to lick the floor clean of the disgusting mess, before cleaning each of his Master’s shit covered boots in exactly the same manner.  After “lunch” Dan was placed back into his cage to rest until Turk had further use for him.

 

After a couple of hours, Turk decided that some more punishment was in order, as well as some relief for his aching cock.   Dan was dragged from his cage by his nose ring & leash, still dressed in his tight full body rubber slave suit.  To this, Turk added a webbed rubber head harness, which came equipped with a huge, bright red rubber ball gag.  The ball was unceremoniously shoved into Dan’s mouth, stretching it to the point of near dislocation of Dan’s jaws.  Dan’s eyes began tearing up from the pain, and the corner’s of his mouth were so taut that it looked as though they may rip at any moment.  Snugging up the buckles on the back of Dan’s head, Turk then turned his attention to Dan’s arms.  Turk had long been thinking about how he could extend the training of his slave for extreme bondage, and with the help of some particularly sick websites on the internet, he had come up with some ideas.  Today would begin the process of being able to place Dan’s arms in a back prayer position.  Dan was forced to his knees while the giant 56-year-old bear held on to both of his wrists, and placed a size 14 boot squarely in the centre of his slave’s back.  Pressing forward with his foot while at the same time pulling backward with both of his hands he caused his slave excruciating pain at both shoulders, making them feel like they would dislocate at any second.  Gradually he tipped Dan further forward so that Dan was now laying face down on the floor, with Turks boot planted on his back, and both arms being pulled up towards the ceiling.  Dan tried to scream, but the monstrous ball shoved into his mouth prevented much more than a grunt from escaping.  Saliva bubbled out along his lips, and his eyes darted wildly from side to side.  For a full half hour Turk kept up the brutal stretching of Dan’s upper limbs, until both men were sweating profusely – Turk from the effort, and Dan from the pain.  Inside of his rubber suit Dan was swimming in his own sweat, while Turk’s dripped off of his forehead and chin onto his rubberslut’s shiny black frame. 

 

Turk then eased the pressure he had been applying, and let Dan’s arms drop down to the floor like two lifeless wet noodles.  Most of the sensation in Dan’s hands had been cut off long prior, so he just lay there unable to move either one of his arms.  Turk retrieved a new purchase from the cupboard, and returned to the limp body of his little shit slave.  The device was then strapped around each of Dan’s upper arms.  It consisted of two thick rubber straps, connected by a ratcheting system that would bring the cuffs closer together.  Once applied, Turk began clicking the ratchet, and click-by-click Dan’s elbows were brought closer together.  When his elbows were nearly touching behind his back, Dan began to writhe in pain, which caused Turk’s massive cock to begin to stir.  Finally Dan’s elbows were pinned together, and Turk’s cock was at full mast.  Dan was brought up to his knees, and the ball gag assembly was removed.  It was replaced by his Master’s rampant cock, which was shoved as far down the slave’s throat as possible.  Dan’s throat showed the bulge of Turk’s meat buried inside of it, and as the slave struggled for air, a wicked grin passed over Turk’s lips.  He had thoroughly enjoyed the training of his toilet boy to go without air while being gagged by a thick cock.  The spasming of Dan’s throat just before he would pass out never failed to bring Turk to a crashing orgasm, pumping the now nearly unconscious slave full of a thick creamy cumload.  After his orgasm subsided, Turk pushed Dan away from his crotch and into a slump on the floor.

 

While Dan was regaining his senses, Turk attached another new device around the slave’s collar.  It was another ratcheting system that had two long nylon cord extensions, which traveled down the centre of Dan’s back.  A cord was then attached to each of Dan’s wrists, and the ratcheting began soon after.  With each click, Dan’s hands were pulled up the centre of his back towards his neck.  Turk kept going until the resistance of Dan’s tissues prevented any further advancement.  Turk was determined to eventually get his slave’s hands right up to the back of his neck.  Dan, now fully conscious again, began moaning and groaning from the constant pain now being inflicted by the extreme tension on his elbows and shoulders.  “Get used to it slave” Turk sneered, “I’m going to turn you into a pretzel by the time I’m done with you”.  Getting sick and tired of listening to the mewling of his slaveboy, Turk decided that a new method of silencing the slut was in order.

 

Dan was then hooded with thin latex, which blocked his vision, but left the lower half of his face uncovered.  He was then marched towards, and then up the stairs by his sadistic Master.  As he ascended the stairs, Dan realized that he was leaving the basement dungeon for the first time since his enslavement.  During the many months that had passed since Dan’s capture, Turk had been busy with some renovations to the main part of the house…specifically the bathroom.

Dan was placed on his back on the floor of the new bathroom, and he then became aware of something heavy being placed around his head with a thud.  A large object was then worked into his mouth, stretching it wide open, with his lips sealing it around the outside.  Once this was done, the thin latex covering over his eyes was peeled back, and the horror of the situation came crashing in on the tortured slave.  Through the opening over his face, Dan could see Turk’s grinning face looking down on him.  Turk then began to explain this next and most brutal phase of Dan’s training.  “You see slave” Turk said, “I have spent a long time training you as a toilet slave, so I saw no reason that you shouldn’t actually become a toilet”.  Over Dan’s head Turk had place a specially designed toilet that funneled down such that any piss or shit deposited into the toilet would have to be ingested by the shit eater.  Turk completed the transformation by catheterizing the slave, and inserting deep into his rectum a short but wide-open plug, which on the external end was attached to an empty thick black latex bag.  Turk then explained to his slave that his bladder would be drained once every two days, and that any shit that passed through his system would be collected in the rubber sack attached to the open plug, which was keeping Dan’s asshole, propped open to a diameter of four inches.  “Once you have your hands all the way up to the back of your neck, your stint as my toilet as well as my toilet boy will be over, at least for a while”.  With that pronouncement, Turk began laughing so loudly that Dan could see his belly shaking.  The next thing Dan saw was Turks thick thighs and wide ass lowering onto the toilet seat.

 

“Get that toilet tongue into my hole cunt” Turk ordered as he sighed, exhaled, and settled in for a nice relaxing dump.  Dan forced his tongue up through the valve holding his mouth open, and began teasing his Master’s shithole.  In response, Turk let loose with a loud wet fart that coated the inside of Dan’s mouth with a smattering of shitty ass juice.  Turk then began to push, straining to force an extremely thick log of manshit into his slave’s mouth.  After relaxing for a few minutes, Turk got up and looked down into the toilet bowl.  Protruding from Dan’s open mouth was an obscenely thick seven-inch log of shit, slowly working it’s way into Dan’s throat and into his gut.  As Turk chuckled to himself at how much he was going to enjoy going to the bathroom over the next several days, he reached down under his slave’s neck and advanced the ratchet by another notch.  A look of pain shot across Dan’s face as Turk announced that with about 15 or so more turns of the ratchet, they would be able to move on to the next phase of Dan’s training.  As Turk turned to leave, whistling to himself, he could hear the muffled sobbing of his slave as he turned off the light and shut the door.  Tears streamed down Dan’s face as he realized the level of his master’s sadism.  He was going to suffer for the rest of his days.    

 

 

For a full week Dan suffered as the living toilet for Turk’s sadistic pleasure

For a full week Dan suffered as the living toilet for Turk’s sadistic pleasure.  Every time that the giant bear needed to piss or shit, he would take great pleasure in first staring down through the toilet bowl at his slave’s stretched out lips which formed the seal around the base of the toilet bowl.  He would then very casually either stand straight up and scratch his large belly as he unloaded a huge volume of piss, or sit and relax with a magazine as he dumped a mountain of hot turds into his slave’s waiting mouth.  Before leaving the bathroom, he would reach down and give the ratchet at least one more click, bringing Dan’s hands further up his back towards his neck.  If he was feeling particularly cruel, he would also place his big size 14 on top of his slave’s cock and balls, and press down until Dan’s body vibrated with pain.

 

Having achieved the position of a full back prayer, Turk decided it was time for Dan to return to the dungeon for more training on his ruined ass pussy, which had been getting a rare break for the week that Dan spent as the upstairs bathroom-boy.

 

Dan’s body hit the floor with a thud as Turk dumped him on the ground back in the dungeon.  A full body cleaning was definitely in order, so the slave’s body was stripped and secured in the shower area.  First Turk hosed down his property, before turning his attention to the internal cleaning that he deemed necessary.  Turk worked a specially designed plug up into Dan’s anus, a plug with an external valve on it.  Dan was then suited up into a thick full body catsuit that had attached gloves and feet on it, which was made of industrial grade rubber that made it difficult for Dan to bend his knees and elbows.  Once the suit was in place, a truly diabolical hood was stretched over Dan’s head.  It was a deprivation hood, only having holes for Dan to breathe through and otherwise obscuring the slave’s sight and hearing.  On the outside of the hood though, there were a series of straps and buckles.  This allowed Turk to place painful pressure on Dan’s head and face by tightening the straps with all his might.  One strap was placed over the slave’s eyes, one around his forehead, and the other around his mouth.  There was also a strap running perpendicular to the other three, going around the top of Dan’s head and then down underneath his chin.  Once this strap was fully cinched in, no gag was necessary as the slave’s mouth was being crushed both inward and upward, making the production of any sound whatsoever completely impossible.

 

Turk then buckled a broad rubber collar around Dan’s neck and clipped a leash to the collar so that he could drag the bound slave boy over to the other side of the room, underneath a large 2 gallon tank that was suspended from the ceiling.  Locked down on all fours via metal manacles bolted to the dungeon floor, Turk then hooked up the hose from the dangling tank to the valve on the outside of his slave’s butt plug.  Once connected, he set the valve to allow a slow trickle of liquid into Dan’s waiting hole.  The tank dangling from the ceiling contained a mixture of tap water and carbonated water – to really clean out Dan’s innards.  It would take at least an hour for the fluid to fully drain into the tortured slave, and Turk planned to leave his toy to marinate for a further two hours before allowing him to release his giant enema.

 

Dan sweated profusely from the full rubber enclosure as well as the bloating and pain from the volume of fluid now flowing all the way up into his intestines.  The carbonation of the enema was not only providing a thorough cleaning to the slave’s insides, but was also magnifying the agony that Dan was experiencing.  He had an intense headache from the tight straps constricting his head and face, and he now wondered every day of his life if he would ever regain his freedom from this sadistic rubber master who had turned him into a branded, stretched out shit eating and piss drinking sex toy.

 

He felt the telltale vibration through the floor of Turk’s steel-toed size 14’s as his master approached.  Dan felt the plug up his ass being adjusted slightly, and then removed altogether.  Before he had the chance to expel the volume of liquid up his guts, a significantly larger plug was driven home, preventing even a drop from escaping.  Turk had a love of inflatables, and Dan could feel the new plug getting bigger and extending deeper into his ass with each pump that Turk gave the bulb hanging between his slave’s legs.  Once fully expanded, the plug – designed to inflate into a spherical shape, was the size of grapefruit.  Dan was then released from his bonds on the floor, and placed into a bondage chair in a sitting position.  Sitting on the giant plug up his ass added a new pain to everything that the slave was already experiencing.

 

The release of pressure was a welcome relief as Turk undid the tight straps around Dan’s face and head.  The hood was then peeled off and Dan blinked as he became accustomed to having his sight restored to him.  What he saw was Turk’s sadistic grin as he held in front of the slave’s face his next instrument of torture to turn Dan’s reality into a living hell.  It was a simple, medium sized penis gag that strapped around Dan’s head.  The difference was that this gag was hollow down the centre, and had a tube sticking out of it that led to a small funnel that Turk held in his other hand.  Turk hauled out his thick uncut meat, and shook it back and forth menacingly before releasing a huge load of piss into the funnel, which in turn was fed down Dan’s awaiting throat.  The extra volume of fluid entering his mouth added to the pain from his bursting belly, which still held the contents of the huge carbonated enema.  Almost delirious with pain, Dan was finally allowed to expel the contents from his guts, but the relief was short lived.

 

Secured to his favourite fisting frame, Dan knew that he was in for another round of excruciating pain – literally at the hands of his master.  To keep his slave silent while he put him through his paces, Turk worked a giant ball of frozen shit into Dan’s mouth, stretching his jaw to the limit.  He then began greasing up Dan’s gaping pussy hole as well as his own foot.  Turk then took a seat behind his slave’s secured body, and began working his toes into Dan’s waiting ass.  Before this session was over, Turk was determined to have his size 14 foot inside of Dan’s ass up to his ankle.  Turk lit a cigar and sat back as he began to push harder and harder with his foot as it slowly forced its way inside of Dan’s rubbery anus.  The shit-ball had essentially melted by this point, and Dan’s mouth was a bubbling brown mess as he screamed in agony from the vicious stretching being inflicted by Turk.  It wasn’t often that Turk allowed Dan to make any audible noises, but occasionally he enjoyed hearing the tortured shrieks of his slave as he made him experience new levels of intense pain and suffering.  Turk was now in all the way to the widest part of his foot, and needed more leverage if he were to accomplish his goal.  So he stood up, with his foot half way into Dan’s ass.  With one might push he drove his foot home, and Dan’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head.  It took a couple of seconds before the wave of pain hit Dan’s consciousness – but when it did, the result was the most inhuman wailing and writhing that Turk had been able to cause to date since enslaving the former financial planner so many months ago.  Turk casually sat back down and for the next hour wriggled his toes around and flexed his ankle back and forth, all the while causing unspeakable agony for the tortured slave in front of him.  The removal of his foot came quite a bit easier as Dan was so exhausted that he had lost nearly all muscle tone in his sphincter, making it just a loose stretched out rubber band no longer capable of keeping anything either inside or out of his rectum.  This included his master’s big calloused foot.

 

Once securing Dan back into his cage for the night, Turk retired to his study to contact an acquaintance he had made in Poland over the internet.  As much as he had enjoyed capturing, breaking, and torturing Dan, he was losing interest in this slave and had his sights set on kidnapping another unwitting victim.  His contact in Poland was a man that was interested in purchasing Dan, in order to make use of some of his unusual talents.  The man was a farmer in rural Poland, and had been looking for a long time for a slave that both he and his animals could enjoy.  A slave that could accommodate very large cocks and objects up its ass.  A slave that could be fed huge quantities of shit and piss.  A slave just like Dan.  Not needing the money, Turk was offering a very reasonable price for his already trained shit slave, and the farmer knew that this was an opportunity that he could not pass up.  Dan’s life was about to change again, and even with everything that he had experienced at Turk’s cruel hands…nothing had quite prepared him for becoming a brood bitch for a farmer and his livestock.

 

  

Rubberized shit slave – Part 6

Rubberized shit slave – Part 6

 

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.

 

 

 

 

By the time that he had finished plowing the fields while strapped on to the enormous plug, Dan was marinating in his own sweat inside of the thick rubber coverage.  Although he had long ago accommodated to the pain of the invading object up his ass, he felt like he himself was nothing more than an object that had been mounted on a pole for its Masters pleasure and use.  Indeed that is exactly what he was.


Karol was waiting back at the barn for Dan, and had been preparing the next phase of his introduction to his new duties on the farm.  Amongst the smaller livestock on the farm, Karol had one stallion and one bull that needed to be serviced regularly.  Not wanting to have fowls and calfs to sell off every year, Karol needed a way for the animals to sow their considerable seed without risk of getting his mare or his cows pregnant.  Dan would fit the bill perfectly.


After undoing the straps holding the salve in place, Karol hooked his hands underneath Dans armpits and hoisted him off of the plug.  He dumped Dan in a heap in the dirt beside the tractor and proceeded to unscrew the gigantic plug from the seat.  In its place he screwed on an even thicker plug that looked like three balls stacked one on top of the other.  Karol explained that Dan would be taking weekly four-hour rides on the tractor, and each week the size and shape of the attachment would be altered.  Dan knew that a smaller plug was highly unlikely, but he wondered how much more stretching his ass could take.  Almost reading his mind, Karol informed his new slave that he considered the enormous amount of stretching that Turk had forced Dan to endure to be nothing more than an adequate start.  He had plans to “fully” stretch out Dans hole to the proportion befitting a sex and toilet slave.


After jumping down from the tractor Karol attached a leash to Dans collar and dragged him along into the barn as Dan tried hard to keep up while crawling through the mud and cow-shit covered ground.  Once inside the barn Dan hesitated as he saw where they were headed.  Karol just kept on walking and was now dragging Dan towards the next humiliation in what had become his miserable life.  Dan was strapped over a low wooden frame and secured very tightly by straps around the back of his neck, down his back, and along his thighs and arms.  Once secured, it looked as though Dan was on his hands and knees but in a very wide stance with his legs and arms greater than shoulder width apart.  The frame kept him about three feet off of the ground, and the frame itself was bolted to the floor. 

Having secured the slave to the breeding frame, Karol left the room to get his stallion.  As he led the animal in Dan caught a glimpse of what he was about to experience.  The Stallions cock already looked huge and was not yet even hard.  Karol led the Stallion directly over the frame so that Dan was underneath the giant beasts belly.  Once the reins were secured to the head end of the frame, Karol began to gently stroke the animals cock.  As it began to lengthen and harden, he also applied a generous amount of fat to Dans hole.  It was then that Karol explained exactly what was to transpire.  He informed Dan of his desire to keep his animals satisfied without having to worry about new offspring and so Dan would be mated to the beasts as often as his Master deemed necessary.


With all of the foreplay completed, Karol now gripped the horses enormous appendage and lined it up with Dans hole.  Once the head began to enter the horses natural instinct took over and in one massive thrust it shoved its entire cock into Dans pussy.  Dan wailed in pain as the stallions cock filled his ass.  It was easily the longest object that had ever been inserted up his chute, and the girth came close to matching the plug that Dan had been sitting on for the entire morning.  The strength of the animal was immense, which is why the entire frame needed to be bolted to the floor.  With each thrust Dan thought the cock would kill him rupture his insides and lead to him bleeding to death.  Dans fuck hole though had become more elastic and resilient than even he realized from the months and months of continuous punishment.  As the beast settled in to a rhythm Dan was left to nothing more than grunt as each forward thrust forced the air from his lungs.  Karol stood back and watched with pleasure as his horse penetrated and degraded the slave.  With this fuck going so well he knew he could also introduce Dans pussy to his bulls cock.  The bull was a larger and stronger animal, with a decidedly more aggressive disposition.  Before that however, he was determined to have his own fun with Dans tortured and abused body.


Karol was brought back from his daydream by the eruption of the Stallions cum into Dans stretched out receptacle.  So much cum blasted out of the horses cock that it began to spurt out from the seal that was formed between the stallions dong and Dans pussy lips.  As the beast came down from its orgasm it began to withdraw its considerable length and girth from its bitchs cunt.  Karol watched in amazement as the seemingly endless amount of cock was withdrawn from the slaves hole.  Dan groaned as the head of the horse-cock exited his asshole, and a river of cum began to flow down his legs.  Karol unhooked the horse and led him back to his stall.

When he returned to Dans limp body still fixed to the breeding frame, he himself was in need of relief, and had a nine-inch raging hard on inside of his overalls.  First things first however the slave needed to learn about the true size that Karol intended to make his pussyhole stretch out to.  Dan was nicely lubed by the horses gelatinous cum, so Karol donned a thick industrial pair of rubber gloves and pulled up a chair to sit behind his slave.  He explained to Dan that before they were done, both of his arms would be inserted into the pussyhole up to the elbow.  He explained that it would be excruciatingly painful for Dan, but that he would thoroughly enjoy hearing every wail and moan of pain from the slaves lips.  There would be no mercy or reprieve, and once the goal was achieved he would be further used and humiliated until Karol was satisfied.


The first fist and forearm was actually quite easy for Dan, as he had become used to this kind of abuse from his first Master.  The second however was a different story.  Although Karols forearms were not the massive poles that Turk had forced up his ass, the extra-thick industrial rubber coating Karols hands and wrists made up for the difference.  Dan shrieked in pain as the second hand popped into his rectum, and then Karol stood up from his seat to begin thrusting his forearms into the slaves ruined snatch.  Karol used all of his body weight behind each push, and just like when he had the horse inside of him, Dan exhaled uncontrollably with each invasion.  After almost forty minutes of continuous use, Dan now had his Masters forearms both of them lodged inside of his ass.  Karol rotated his arms around to really work the now defunct sphincter before withdrawing his gloved arms from Dans body.  Not a bad start he announced, but stated that the hole would need to be made both deeper and wider in order to truly suit the Masters desires.  Dan could not imagine taking any more volume inside of him than what he had just endured.


With the removal of his arms Karol left an absolutely gaping hole that he now needed to deal with before using the slaves mouth for some much needed sexual relief.  Aware that Dan had arrived as a fully trained shit slave, he intended to make his first use of Dans facilities in this regard.  Karol was not against having his slave eat shit, but he got his greatest satisfaction from inserting objects into a slaves body.  With that in mind, he dropped his overalls, and turned around.  Dans ass was at just the right angle and height to make a comfortable seat for Karol.  As he sat his own tight asshole over his slaves stretched out abused orifice he explained Dans new toilet duties.  He would be used as a more traditional toilet, with Karol shitting directly into his cavernous rectum.  With the explanation complete Karol began to grunt and strain, pushing a mammoth amount of shit out of his ass.  Karol was a big farmer with a big farmers appetite.  He ate huge meals, and regularly produced enormous, thick, solid logs of manshit.  As his Master pushed and grunted Dan could feel the warm solid masses of waste filling him up.  As the turds reached the depth of Dans rectum they began to break and push sideways inside of him.  Karol liked to take his time when on the shitter and spent fifteen full minutes filling up his portable toilet.  After he was sure that all of his waste had been deposited, he arose from his seated position and inspected his handiwork.  Dans hole was still open enough that Karol could peer inside when he aimed a flashlight at the abused pussy.  Inside he could see several logs of shit now making their way back out of Dans ass.  To prevent this from happening Karol retrieved a hard rubber plunger that he used to pack the shit deeply into Dans intestines.  Karol scoured around inside of Dans body with the plunger, making sure that every piece of his precious shit was pressed deeply up inside of the toilet.  Once this was completed Karol inserted a truly diabolical device of his own design into Dans gaping hole.  It looked like a drastically oversized spool, made of very thick hard rubber.  It was flared at either end, and its waist was a full six inches in diameter.  From end to end it was only seven inches long, and was designed to keep the wearers hole widely stretched, but not filled for depth.  One of the flanges was lodged inside of Dans body; the other nestled snugly against the outer lips of his pussyhole.  He could feel the thick girth of the stopper keeping his ring widely stretched.  Having gotten the object seated firmly inside of his toilets opening, Karol attached the first of two devices to the outer portion of the stopper.  This first device was a pump that affixed to a valve on the external portion of the intruder.  As Karol began a bladder which went all the way around the circumference of the plug began to inflate.  This further stretched the sphincters of Dans hole, and tightened the seal formed now between the outside world, and the ruined insides of Dans body.


Karol disconnected the pump, satisfied that his toilet boy was now properly sealed shut.  He then connected the second and far more evil device to his slaves anal invader.  There was a very narrow channel through the centre of the plug that communicated between the inside of Dans ass and the outside world.  To this Karol connected an injector mechanism and began to fill up the remaining space he had left inside when packing Dans ass with the rubber plunger.  Dan began to feel a warmth spreading inside of him, almost an uncomfortable heat expanding inside of his ass.  Karol explained that what he was feeling was a rubber-like polymer that was gradually filling up every available bit of space inside of the toilet.  This polymer was lightweight, but when cured would be the consistency of a spongy but solid rubber.  The hardening process would take about an hour, and once completed Karol would remove the slaves outer seal.  This would leave Dans ass packed full of his Masters shit, and then packed and sealed with solid rubber.  Dan learned that he would have to endure this torture for as long as Karol desired, at which time Karol would begin the process of emptying and flushing his toilet.  Dan could not imagine how he would be able to get this solid mass of rubber out of his body.


Once the compound began to back out of Dans cavity Karol knew that his slave was full and stopped the filling process.  He disconnected the mechanism and moved around to the head end of the breeding frame.  He loosened several of the straps and raised Dans torso to a comfortable level for him to receive service from his slaves mouth.  Karol instructed Dan that he would be using Dans mouth and throat for he next hour until the compound now solidifying in Dans ass had finished curing.  With that, he inserted his thick spongy tool into Dans mouth and kept pushing until he could feel his slaves nice tight throat enclosing his cock.  He began a gently thrusting that utilized the muscular walls of Dans throat as a comfortable tight t fuckhole.  Having incredible stamina Karol would keep up this pace for 10 minute intervals before stopping and just relaxing with his cock buried in Dans mouth-pussy.  He had instructed his slave not to do anything except remain still as he used Dans skull as a cunt-hole.  With a full hour having passed, Karol worked his way up to climax and filled Dans belly with a tick load of cum.  Once his orgasm was complete, he withdrew his cock from Dans mouth, and in its place inserted a miniature version of the object that had sealed Dans ass.  Dan began to panic but Karol reassured him that he had no intentions of killing such a useful and amusing sex slave.  He did however pump up the gag as he had done with the asshole version of the device, to tightly seal off and stretch Dans mouth.  Karol explained to Dan that throat stretching would become part of Dans routine as Karol very much wanted to see how thick of an object could be lodged down the head end of the toilet.  That however would come later.  The purpose of todays treatment was to further increase the fullness of his slaves gut, and so a feeding tube was inserted through the centre of the gag down into Dans stomach.  Dan watched as Karol attached a bag of thick liquid to the outer end of the feeding tube.  Karol announced that the bag contained exactly five pounds worth of food the main type of food that he would be receiving while in service to his Master.  Dan learned that the food had several additives that would increase Karols control over his slave, as well as his amusement and options for use of Dans body.  The first ingredient was an opiate that would relieve some of the pain from the intense distention that the liquid was going to cause in Dans stomach, but would also cause him to be addicted to the food supplement.  Second, was a mild laxative that would increase Dans discomfort as it made him desperate for evacuation from his now solidly plugged backside.  The third ingredient was a hefty dose of female hormones that Karol had obtained from a veterinarian.  He very much wanted his slave to develop breast tissue that could be eventually made to lactate. 


Dan began to weep as he now understood that although he had thought that Turk had heaped every conceivable indignity upon his heavily used body, that Karol possessed an even wider sadistic streak that was only beginning to show itself.


Next Chapter Dan gets opened up and emptied, and then put to some more heavy duty use.

After the five-pound feeding bag had finished filtering into Dans gut Karol disconnected it, deflated the gag attachment, and removed it from Dans mouth.  His lips had almost gone numb from the extended period that they had spent being stretched almost to the point of being torn.  Karol began disconnecting the slave from the breeding frame by undoing the various thick rubber straps, which had been holding his body tight against the wooden frame.  Once all of the straps were removed, Dan rolled off of the frame onto the floor, barely able to move.  He was in agony.  His stomach was severely distended from the thick liquid that had filled him to capacity, and his asshole felt like it was about to burst open any moment from the material that Karol had injected into him.  Dan began to moan uncontrollably from the pain, rolling from side to side on the floor while his Master stood over him grinning from ear to ear.  Dan was barely coherent as he heard Karol laugh and state that this was only the beginning.  With that he felt his Master grab hold of his collar and drag him out of the barn towards the farmhouse.


Dans body bounced and thumped down the staircase as his Master dragged him into the basement dungeon of his home.  He was hauled up to a standing position, and ordered to remain standing in front of his Master.  It took all of Dans strength just to stay upright, his bulging belly and over-filled ass on fire from the pain.  Karol reached into a table drawer and produced a full body catsuit made of thin black rubber.  Dan was ordered to put it on, and he struggled to get into the garment while his Master waited impatiently, uttering threats of more torture if he didnt hurry up.  Finally Dan managed to do up the zipper enclosing his body once again in the second skin of rubber to which he had become accustomed.  Being made of thin rubber, the suit easily accommodated his bloated gut, but increased the pressure against the outside of his stuffed mancunt.  Karol however, was not finished with Dan by a long shot.  Dan was ordered to his knees as his Master approached with a thick rubber hood to be stretched over the slaves skull.  The rubber was so thick that it blocked out much of the sound able to penetrate through to Dans ears, and compressed his head incredibly tightly from all sides and angles.  The hood had two holes for Dans eyes, breathing holes for his nose, and a rigid tube gag that was worked into his mouth, holding it wide open for further attention by his Master.  A rigid rubber collar was fastened around Dans neck, forcing his head upwards so that he was looking directly at the ceiling.  Rubber straps were then done up over the backs of the slaves calves, holding him down on the floor on his knees.  His arms were stretched out to the side, and secured with ropes to metal rings embedded in the walls on either side of his body.  Dan was now effectively immobilized, able to struggle against his bondage, but powerless to overcome it.  He may have passed out if he had been able to see the next phase of the punishment coming, but with his gaze fixed on the ceiling he did not see Karol approach with another rubber garment to apply to his slave.


Karol wrapped the large black rubber corset around Dans mid-section.  Dan could feel something being slung loosely around his middle, but had no idea yet what exactly it was.  Karol secured the corset with velcro straps, and then began lacing it up his slaves back.  To get more leverage he placed his booted foot in the middle of Dans back as he yanked on the laces, cinching the corset in around the slaves belly.  With every pull Dan shrieked in agony from behind his tube gag, the immense external pressure on his abdomen joining with the immense internal pressure to make him feel like he would explode.  Once the corset was securely fastened from Dans hips all the way up to his armpits, Karol walked around in front of his slaves tortured and abused body.


It was important to Karol to train and stretch not only his propertys cunt-hole, but his throat pussy as well.  He donned a pair of surgical gloves, and coated one finger with lubricant.  He smeared the gel all over the inside of the rigid tube filling Dans mouth.  All Dan could do was pleased with his eyes, but he knew that it would do no good.  With the gag thoroughly lubed, Karol repeated the process to a thick 12-inch flexible rubber dildo.  Dan could barely hear  through the hood, but he was sure that he heard his Master say that the entire dildo was going to be fed through the tube into his defenseless throat.  This would be a lesson in deep throating, and breath control.  The first few inches went in smoothly, until the rubber invader reached the back of the slaves throat.  With his head being tilted back so severely this turned out to be only a temporary obstruction as Karol pushed harder to force the phallus into his slaves gullet.  Dan could feel the dildo stretching his throat, and sliding down into him as it cut off his airway en route into his stomach.  Just as the slaves eyes were fluttering from lack of oxygen Karol withdrew the dong so that Dan could catch his breath.  Once he had taken a couple of much needed gulps, the dildo was once again inserted deep inside of him.  For 20 minutes Karol pushed and twisted the dildo, raping Dans throat with the full 12 inches of unforgiving rubber.  By the end of the session, the toy was easily passing from the level of the slaves lips right down all the way into his throat.  Karol praised his slave, but warned him that next time the gag would be wider, and the dildo would be thicker.


With the throat stretching completed, Dans arms were released and he was pushed forward so that his ass was poking up in the air waiting to be abused.  The posture collar remained in place, so Dans chin was now on the floor as he faced straight ahead.  The position itself was agony, and corset remained wrapped around him like a vice squeezing the very life out of him.


Karol gently stroked his hands over his propertys overstuffed ass, still covered in a thin sheet of rubber.  He then produced a hunting knife and slit the catsuit along Dans completely obliterate ass crack.  Dans pussy was so full that the rubber compound injected into him had pushed his ass cheeks apart to the point that the cleft between his two ass globes was barely visible.  Once split, the stretched rubber peeled away from Dans over-packed ass leaving a clear view of the diabolical plug that Karol had used to facilitate the foam rubber injection.  Karol deflated the seal on the plug, and worked violently yanked and twisted until it finally dislodged from Dans cunt.  The foam rubber compound had completely cured, and was felt quite solid as Karol poked and prodded the portion that protruded slightly from Dans ruined pussy-lips.  Karol then lined up a surgically sharp, barbed metal probe with the centre of Dans hole, and pushed it forcefully into the body of the custom-made butt plug.  Because of the barbs, the probe could not be pulled back out, and had secured itself deep inside the centre of the invading compound.  To the portion of the probe that protruded from Dans ass, Karol hooked up and industrial strength power drill.


Karol pulled up a stool, and grabbed a tub of lard as he sat behind his slave, preparing to empty him of the gigantic rubber plug.  The drill was set to slow speed and struggled to make the plug budge.  Karol coated a finger with the lard and forced it past the taut lips of Dans mancunt to help lubricate the inner portion of the foam rubber dildo.  After repeating this several times all around the outside of the plug it slowly began to rotate and spin inside of Dans ass.  The pain was intense as Karol increased the speed of the drill, and continued to force more lard down the inside wall of the slaves pussy.  Gradually, the spinning of the plug caused the lard to fully coat the inside of Dans rectum, and Karol turned his attention toward the extraction.


Karol placed both hands on the drill, and began to pull as the spinning motion continued.  The sadist stood up off of his stool and leaned back with all of his body weight while continuing to increase the speed of rotation.  Slowly the gigantic plug began to “unscrew” from its victim, stretching his asshole to enormous proportions.  Even gagged, Dan managed to unleash one blood-curdling scream after another, which only added to Karols delight at the pain that he was inflicting.  More and more of the dense foam rubber monster became visible outside of Dans ass, until all at one with a loud sucking sound it released, sending Karol ass over teakettle and Dan reeling into unconsciousness.


Karol picked himself up, and studied the size of the intruder that he had just removed from the slaves back passage.  Even he was amazed at how something so incredibly huge could have fit inside of a human beings cunny.  The shit that Karol had taken inside of Dans toilet hole prior to the filling had been completely absorbed into Dans rectum something that Karol liked very much indeed.  He decided to leave his slave just as he lay unconscious and resting in a heap on the floor, hooded, gagged, corseted, and bloated.  He would deal both with the mess, and with his slaves next punishment after he woke up.

About an hour later, Karol returned to the basement to see how his slave was making out.  Dan had woken up, but was woozy and disoriented from the pain and the drugs that had been mixed into his feeding liquid.  Karol undid all of the rubber strapping holding Dan down, removed the rigid posture collar, the thick rubber compression hood, and the corset and catsuit.  He hoisted the barely lucid toilet boy over his shoulders, and carried him up the stairs and out into the farmyard.  There he dumped Dan in a heap on a cement pad, and hooked up a garden hose so that he could begin cleaning his slave inside and out.  First he hosed Dan down with the cold water, which went a fair way to waking the slave out of his stupor.  Then he aimed the nozzle of the hose into Dans stretched out rectum.  The enema actually felt good for the slave, as his ass had been stretched and stuffed to such proportions that having all of his Masters residual shit washed out of him felt refreshing.  It was a feeling that would not last long.


By three months later Dan had settled into his degrading and dehumanizing routine.  He was now kept in full rubber coverage 24 hours per day, 7 days per week.  The only time that it came off was for cleaning, and even then he was cleaned in stages such that when his hood was removed to wash his head, the rubber on his body was left in place.  When his body was to be cleaned, his hood went back on.  On a daily basis he was mercilessly fisted and stretched, opened up to enormous proportions so that he could be used as a portable toilet for his master.  Karol had constructed a special frame for this purpose, a means of turning Dan into an actual toilet.  The slave would be laid onto the frame on his back, and strapped down with wide rubber belts that buckled tightly across his body.  His legs were then pushed up so that his knees went towards his chest, and were spread apart.  Once in this inverted but nearly doubled over position with his arms pinned to his side, rubber webbing was stretched between his legs this would form the backrest for whoever was using the facilities.  Using a hand crank on the side of the frame, Dans body was slowly titled backward so that the angle would be just right for the rider to have a very comfortable and relaxing shit.  The back of Dans thighs formed the seat, and of course his stretched out hole was the toilet.  Once in position, Karol would yank out the enormous plug that was being used to open up the toilet hole.  Today it happened to be a large pop bottle that had been filled with liquid latex, hardened, and then cut free from the plastic bottle around it.  Dan hated this particular plug as it completely filled him up with depth and girth.  As usual, it had been lubed up with fat, and kept in place for several hours while he was strapped on to the tractor going over the fields of his masters farm.  Dan groaned in pain as he felt his masters weight press his thighs even closer to his chest.  It was very hard to breathe in this position particularly because of the heavy rubber corset wrapped around his midsection and the changes that had taken place to Dans body more on that to come.  Karol leaned back against the rubber webbing between his slaves calves, and flicked on the television using the remote control.  This was going to be a long, slow shit session.  The beauty of the device for the master was that it was portable.  He could take his toiled anywhere in the house or outside.  Frequently he would set Dan up outside in the midday sun covered in rubber and stuffed to the brim with hot shit.  As usual, Dan could feel himself filling up with each grunt he heard from his masters throat.  Even though he was used this way on a daily basis he never got over the humiliation it brought which was part of Karols enjoyment of the whole scene.  Once finished, Karol would use the rubber plunger to pack the shit, and then insert the flushing device.  This was essentially and enema system that would sequentially fill the slave with water, and then through a vacuum method empty the slave out.  The amount of liquid pumped into Dans insides could be altered, as could the pressure with which it was infused and then sucked out.  Karol usually like to use a very long, drawn out filling time to give maximum pain from the distention of Dans gut against his rubber corset, coupled with a rapid evacuation time to once again maximize the pain factor.  With the shit first being tightly packed down into his insides, it usually took three or four fillings to empty him.  Sometimes, Karol would leave Dan in the toilet frame all day, and sometimes he was only strapped in for the purpose of allowing his master some relief.  Karol no longer used the bathroom in his house for any other purpose that showering.  Dan was now his full time toilet.


Other changes had occurred over the past three months.  Dan was fed twice daily, with five pound bags of feeding liquid laced with opiates, laxative, and female hormones veterinary grade.  Dans skin had become softer, and he was now carrying more weight around his hips and thighs as opposed to his belly.  Also, he was developing a large set of breasts that Karol had big plans of using for further play with his slave.  Dans breasts were not firm and perky like a young womans, but rather were developing into soft sagging udders.  This is exactly what Karol wanted, and he used a regimen of tight corseting, udder wrapping, and tit and nipple stretching to turn Dans jugs into something befitting a barnyard animal.  Dan was now in the barn for his daily udder stretching treatment.


The first part of the treatment involved the tightening of his corset straps.  Dans wrists were cuffed to an overhead bar while Karol sweated and strained his boot squarely in his slaves back, to yank on and tighten the corset laces.  Once accomplished, Dans wrists were released.  Dans udders were then greased up with a generous layer of fat.  They were exceptionally sensitive so Karol would make sure that he was as rough with them as possible.  Metal hoops were then shoved down over each tit, right down to the base.  The hoops were a bit smaller than the base of Dans jugs so immediately they began to fill up with engorged blood.  Karol would then start with one udder, wrapping it tightly from base to tip with a 2 inch wide long rubber strap.  With each turn around the breast the end of the udder would bulge bigger, deepen in colour, and get more sensitive.  When Karol would get to the end of the rubber strapping, the end of Dans tit was purple, bulbous, and standing almost straight out from his chest.  The process was then repeated on the other tit.  Karol had modified his slaves rubber suit so that both udders protruded outside of the suit, slightly constrained by the opening in the rubber suit from which they protruded.  Now with his slave bound, covered in rubber, hooded, and plugged Karol settled in for a session of udder management.


It usually started with some kind of blunt trauma to the udders.  Today Karol decided that each tit needed to be punched five times.  Sometimes Karol would punch them from the sides. And sometimes he would drive straight into the swollen tense udders with all of his strength.  Regardless, his greatest pleasure came from the wails of pain out of his rubber toilet slaves mouth.  After the punching, slapping or paddling of the udders, it was time to work on the nipples.  Dans teats were now almost half an inch long, and Karols goal was to get them to grow another inch.  To accomplish this they were each one wrapped with a thin strip of rubber in much the same manner as the udders themselves.  Karol loved the sight of his slave with stretched out engorged tits capped off with distended purple nipples.  Sometimes Karol would insert needles or pins into Dans udders, but today he decided that a long slow nipple massage with sand paper was called for.  For half an hour Karol slowly tortured Dans teats with sand paper making them extremely sensitive and sore.  Nothing though, compared to the pain as the bondage was released from each udder.  Once free, Dan would kneel down and his tits would be laid on top of a wooden block placed right in front of him.  Karol would then use his big shit and mud caked rubber boots to step on each recently stretched out tit while Dan bawled and screamed in pain.  The tit stomping would typically go on for a further fifteen minutes or so all part of Karols ultimate pan for his slaves udders.



Next time Dan gets milked.

Rubberized shit slave chapter 10


It had been several months that Dan had been fed religiously twice per day with the five pound bags of liquid laced with addictive drugs, laxatives, and of course the veterinary female hormones.  That along with the udder stretching, wrapping, and mashing that Karol had been performing had given Dan a set of two very painful, swollen, distended tits that his master intended to use for his enjoyment.  Dan was currently on his knees with each tit resting atop a wooden block, his masters size 14 thick rubber boot pressing cruelly downward as the sadistic farmer used all of the strength in his leg to flatten the abused tit-meat, causing the end of the tit to swell and protrude.  In his hand the farmer held a hypodermic needle, loaded up with a bolus dose of pure female bovine hormone the type used by dairy farmers to increase milk production from their cows.  Karol had been injecting the slaves breasts for over a week now, each dose being twice what would normally be given to a single cow over twice that time frame.  He cared little for the longterm effects on his slaves ruined body, only for his own pleasure.  He was determined to have a male rubber slave who possessed lactating udders for him to use and abuse to his hearts content.  Even the process of giving the injections was made to be as painful and drawn out as possible.  The needle itself was three inches long, and quite thick as it was normally used to pierce the hide of a farm animal.  Karol pressd down even harder with his booted foot as he inserted the razor sharp point of the needle straight into the end of one of Dans protruding nipples.  The slave wailed in agony as the master slowly inserted the full depth of the hypodermic into the bulging bossom.  Once fully seated, the farmer began to depress the plunger, filling the end of the slaves titmeat with undiluted hormone.  The chemical burned as it invaded Dans tissue, causing even more whimpering and tears to flow.  With his free hand Karol reared back and slapped Dan right across his rubber-covered face, and then backhanding him with equally brutal force.  The same treatment was afforded to the other nipple before Karol removed his boot and allowed Dan to stand up.  The farmer smiled broadly as he looked his rubber-slave up and down.  Dan stood in front of his master in head to toe rubber.  The base layer was actually a vintage heavy duty dive suit, made well before the days of neoprene or other high tech materials.  This was constructed of pure, thick, heavy-duty rubber that included the wearers feet, but left the head and the hands free.  On his hands, Karol had forced the slave to wear thick rubber mittens that allowed Dan to have an opposable thumb, but kept all of his fingers tightly bound together.  Over top of the rubber wet suit Dan was strapped in to the tight rubber corset that he had first encountered on the day when the stretching of his throat-pussy had begun.  The corset was tightened daily with Karols big size 14 placed squarely in Dans back as the laces were cinched up and knotted.  Two holes had been cut in the chest plate of the suit, and fitted with hard rubber gaskets.  Through these holes Dans budding breasts were forced, so that the gaskets pinched in slightly at the base of each tit.  This caused each one to become slightly engorged with blood as the flow was somewhat constricted.  On the slaves head was one of the many hoods and headgear that Karol owned.  This particular one was a compression hood that was made of rubber equal in thickness to the rubber dive suit on Dans body.  The hood had inflatable panels all over its surface that had been pumped up, generating painful compression from all sides on the slaves skull.  The hood had open eye, nose, and mouth holes.  On Dans feet were a pair of tight fitting Wellington boots, overtop of which were a pair of industrial grade rubber waders which came all the way up to the slaves crotch.


Karol motioned for his slave to approach, and use his hands to offer up one of his bulging tits to the master.  Karol held a foot long tube of latex rubber, open at both ends, and quite narrow such that it took a considerable amount of the farmers strength to stretch it open.  As Dan held his right tit up for Karol to dress, he wondered to himself how much more pain and degradation he could take.  He was now a freak of nature a stretched out, transformed toilet and rubber slave.  There was no place for him any more in civilized society.  Dans thoughts were yanked back to the present when Karol let go ouf the latex sleeve that he had slid over the bulk of Dans tit.  With the rubber now constricting, the breast stuch almost straight out, and the tip of it that extended beyond the confines of the sleeve began to turn a shade of purple.  The same treatment was then repeated to the left breast.  “Now” Karol announced, “it is time for you to attend to your wifely duties!”  The tall Polack laughed heartily as he fastened a thick rubber collar around Dans neck and then viciously kicked him in the balls.  As the slave doubled over Karol brought a crushing blow down on Dans back with both of his arms, knocking the rubber slut to the ground.  A leash was then attached to the collar and Karol dragged his slave into the portion of the barn that was always used when Dan was mated with one of the farms large-dicked animals.  So far, he had become the bitch for all of Karols dogs, two of the stallions, and the donkey.  In addition, Karol had maintained a brutal schedule of double arm fisting and depth/width stretching with object all to ready his slave for this very day.  “Today is a special day my pet” Karol announced as he continued to drag Dan further into the barn.  “You will become most special bitch to my most special animal today.”  Dan knew that this day would come, but was not prepared for what was to come as he raised his head to see the sight in front of him.  Tethered in the mating pen was Karols prize bull.  A huge and smelly beast with an insatiable sexual appetite since the farmer had not only been feeding steroids to his slave but to his livestock as well.  The bull had been receiving regular supplements of a drug that was akin to Viagra for humans.  It gave the beast an enhanced sexual appetite, and caused its immense phallus to stay harder longer so that Karol could get maximum enjoyment from seeing it impale his tortured slave-slut.  The horny animal was tightly fitted into the mating pan, leaving it very little room to move around, and possibly injure either Karol or the rubbered bitch underneath it.  The farmer had also bound the animals body with many broad leather straps, essentially making it impossible for the bull to step either forward or backward.  “You see my little bitch,” Karol said pointing to the trussed up stud, “you will need to do all the work today.”  This was followed by more laughter as Karol leaned down to undo the zipper holding Dans rubber suit closed over his pussy.  As the zipper was released, the rubber garment spread open to reveal an enormous plug protruding from the slaves stretched out hole.  Karol grabbed hold of it with both hands and began to withdraw the rubber invader from Dans insides.  As the plug was removed, it became clear to anyone who may have been watching that it was the shape of two arms entwined together.  In fact it was a mold made from Karols arms, and was currently his favourite dilation device as it made him feel like he was always inside of his bitch.  With the stretcher removed, the slaves gaping hole was given its final preparations before being put into use.


A webbed nylon harness was then placed loosely around Dans hips, and left to dangle freely, while Karol smeared two handfuls of emulsified goose fat in and around Dans dilated cunt-hole to lubricate it and allow for the bull to achieve maximum penetration.  With that, the farmer ordered his rubber slave to crawl underneath the beast and get to work.  The bulls penis was gigantic, leathery, and very thick.  Because of all of the sexual stimulants that it had been given, the bull was already foaming at the mouth, and thick almost gelatinous pre-cum was oozing steadily from the head of its cock.  “Before you offer up your hole slave, slurp up some of the juicy slop from the head of your husbands cock.”  Dan dutifully tongued and licked the beasts cockhead, which prompted even more pre-cum to flow freely from the enormous phallus.  Soon the rubber face of Dans hood was slick and shiny with the stuff, and the amount that he had been forced to swallow was making him feel ill.  Being ordered to get on with satisfying the animal, Dan positioned himself under the belly of the bull, and lined his gaping hole up with the throbbing organ that was desperate for relief.  “Now” Karol ordered, “impale yourself on that gigantic cock and make your master proud!”  As Dan began to back himself up, feeling the initial penetration of the head of the bulls penis, the animal began to grunt and snort eager for sexual release.  The further back Dan worked his body, the thicker and harder the organ became for his pussy to accommodate.  “Stretch that hole” Karol yelled, as he kicked at Dans head with his steel-toed rubber boot.  “Get that thing stuffed in your ass” Slowly but surely the rubber slaves asshole opened up to swallow the engorged cock, causing Dan to groan in pain as it burrowed further and further inside of him.  Finally, he could feel the base of the bulls cock press up against his rubber-covered ass, and he knew that he had made it, made his master proud of his abilities to take whatever Karol desired up inside of his dilated hole.  Little did he know that the farmer had much more planned than just seeing him impaled on the bulls enormous schlong.


With Dan now planted on the bulls member, Karol was free to move around the mating pen, taking up all of the ends of the webbed nylon harness that had been placed around Dans hips.  As he worked, the farmer informed his slave of what was to come.  “I wasnt quite truthful with you my little slut you are not going to have to do ALL of the work as I have decided to help you along in this next phase of your training to become the perfect farmyard bitch.”  Karol now pulled all of the straps tight and fastened them behind the back end of the bull, essentially pulling Dan further onto the prong that was already seated so far up inside of his rectum.  With each yank and pull the bull grunted in pleasure as its cock became embedded deeper inside of its cow, and Dan wailed in pain as he felt like he was being split in two by the thick throbbing invader.  He could feel the burning heat coming off if the animals cock it was primed to impregnate its quarry before any thoughts of removing its weapon.  With the rubber slave now fully impaled, Karol leaned over to Dan as he donned thick rubber gauntlets that went all the way up his long arms right to his armpits.  He dipped his hands into the tub of goose fat and announced to Dan that one of the ways to get bulls to produce semen is not so different as what is done with human males massaging their prostate.  “You my dear slut, are going to remain tied to your new mate until I have been able to drain every last bit of cum from this beasts considerably large balls.  Only then will you be allowed to finish with your wifely duties.”  With that, Karol resumed his position behind the bull, and began to insert one of his arms into the animals anus.  Bicep deep inside of the bull, Karol found the melon sized prostate gland, and began to knead and massage it.  More grunting from the bull and wailing from the bitch was provoked as the girth of the already enormous cock began to increase.  As it neared orgasm it desperately tried to thrust inside of its cow, only to be held firm by the thick leather strapping.  With an enormous roar the bull reached orgasm, and all of its muscles contracted so hard that Karol would not have been able to withdraw his arm from the beast even if he tried.  From the head of its cock erupted a torrent of cum with such force that Dan felt like he had a fire hose inside of his ass.  So tight was the seal between the bulls ejaculating cock and its cows stretched asslips, that none of the cum could escape.  Rather it filled Dans insides to what felt near the point of bursting.  As soon as the animal began to come down from its high, Dan expected that Karol would give the order for him to remove himself from his mates penis.  That order never came.  Instead, he heard Karol telling him that he had one load down, and several more to go.  Karol withdrew his arm from deep inside of the beast, and inserted his other arm to provoke load number two.  So it continued until the bull had fired off five loads of cum into Dans distended insides.  So much spunk was sloshing around in his hole he felt like he had been given one of Karols now familiar punishment enemas.  Karol removed his gloves, undid the harness straps, and knelt down beside is exhausted slave.  The back of Dans suit was covered in the stinking sweat of the bull, and the inside of his suit was awash in his own perspiration.  Dan was ordered to bring himself forward and off of the bulls now shrinking phallus, as Karol waited at the side with a thick butt plug.  Just as the tip of the organ exited Dans abused and swollen hole, the farmer swiftly inserted the plug so that all of the semen remained deep inside of Dans gut.  Dragging him out from underneath the beast, Karol told his slave how proud he was that he was able to mate with the bull.  “Now your role as the farm yard whore is complete he was told.  You have been successfully mated with every superiorly endowed male on the farm.  I know you will continue to provide satisfaction for all of your studs from this point on my little slut now let us continue with your training shall we?”


Dan could not imagine what could possible be wreaked upon his body after what he had just been through, and therefore he made the mistake of asking his master for a rest before any more performances for his masters pleasure.  His plea was met with a vicious stomp to his head, and a stern rebuke to never presume to tell his master when he had had enough.  His role was to provide as much pleasure and service as Karol required, whenever he required it.  “I think we need to keep that slave mouth of your busy with something other than talking for a while” the farmer announced, as he herded the rubberslave over to a set of table and chairs in the corner of the barn.


Now seated at the rough wooden table, Dan could focus on nothing else but the pain in his ass from just having had the largest cock on the farm blow five copious loads of animal cum inside of him. The plug which kept him both stuffed and dilated, was now covered by the restrictive black rubber of his dive suit since Karol has refastened the zipper over his packed ass globes.  Karol took up position in the other seat, having just returned from the icebox with a large plastic jug, and long flexible dildo.  “Do you know what is in here my dear slave” he asked as he motioned to the jug.  As Dan peered over the lip of the jug he saw what had to be five or six cups worth of a thick congealed substance that clung to sides of the plastic container.  “This is the collected semen from all three of my stallions for the last two weeks.  Each time you have sucked and jerked them, I collected all of their spunk to use just on an occasion such as this.  We are going to continue your throat pussy training, feed you some nice horse cum, and shut you up all at the same time you disobedient wretch.”  Karol them dipped the long dildo into the jug, and swirled it around in the masses of equine jizz.  He stood, forced Dans head as far back as it would go, and plunged the dildo straight in to the back of Dans throat.  The rubberslave gagged as the dildo was shoved roughly in and out of his mouth.  The cum coating the sides of the shaft of the dildo began to collect at the back of Dans throat, and Karol continued to re-coat the rubber phallus before shoving it home and using it like a plunger to open up his slaves gullet.  Deeper and deeper the toy was worked into Dans esophagus, continually being re-lubed with the disgusting proceeds of the stallions orgasms.  Once the dildo was worked all the way into Dans abused throat, Karol let go of it, watching it wave around like a bicycle flag sticking out of his pussyboys mouth.  Dan was finding it difficult to breathe through his nose in addition to dealing with the pain of having his throat so brutally treated.  With his gullet packed with rubber, Karol proceeded to pour cum right from the jug into Dans waiting mouth, until it was nearly overflowing.  He then took hold of the dildo, and made short plunging motions in and out, causing the cum to flow down the slaves throat as if down a partially clogged drain.  Slowly, the level of cum in Dans mouth began to subside, only to filled again to capacity from the seemingly never ending supply in the jug.  Thick gurgling sounds emitted from Dans throat as he desperately tried to keep from choking on the spunk, or suffocating from the diminished oxygen supply.  Eventually the last of the cum was poured in, and once plummed down his gullet, the rubber column was removed from Dans now raw throat pussy.  “Dont you ever talk back to me again buy!” Karol ordered, as he grabbed Dan by the scruff of the neck and hauled him over to yet another room in the massive barn.


Inside of the room was a throne-like chair covered in rubber, and connected to a large machine that Dan had never seen before.  Dan was thrust into the chair, and secured with a series of heavy rubber straps over every part of his body.  Even his neck was strapped back so that he could not pull his head away from the high backed chair.  Karol then took hold of a thick, metal, rubber-lined gasket attached to a plastic  tube-like vessel.  Leading away from the end of the plastic vessel was a flexible plastic hose, which emptied into a collection device on the side of the machine.  The farmer shove the gasket down to the base of one of Dans engorged tits, and flicked a switch on the machine.  Dan could feel the suction begin lightly, but it built to the point where it felt like the flesh was going to be sucked right off of his chest all together.  The strength of the suction built and then subsided in a continuous cycle, as Karol affixed an identical apparatus to the other breast.  “You are now attached to your very own milking machine my little slut” announced the master.  “Here you will stay until you have pleased me by producing the required amount of milk.”  Karol didnt say what the required amount was, but given the sadistic nature of his master, Dan assumed he would be secured to the machine for a considerable period of time.  To his horror, Dan could see through his peripheral vision, a think white liquid begin to flow down the plastic hoses towards the collection vessel.  Karol  cheered with delight as he saw the fruits of all of the hormone treatments that he had inflicted upon his slave.  Finally he had produced a male rubberslave that could be forced to lactate and need to be milked regularly.  This was the beginning of a whole new form of torture that Karol had been eager to explore.  Now that Dan was lactating, he would need to be emptied regularly to relieve what would become excruciating pain.  Karol could hardly wait to see his bitchs titmeat filled to the bursting point with man-milk as he slowly inserted long needles into the flesh, or stomped the udders flat with heavily soled rubber boots.  He would bind and abuse Dans breasts until they not only became a source of shame for the slave, but a source of unspeakable pain and suffering.  With these thoughts filling his head, he increased the power of the milking machines suction before exiting the room and leaving his rubber slave to produce his first load of milk.  His plan was to lace the milk with even more hormones and addictive drugs, and then re-insert it back inside of the rubberslave through any and all available openings.  What fun he was going to have.


Next chapter the human water…make that milk balloon.


   

Rubberized Shit Slave Part 11


For 12 hours per day for the following week, Dan remained strapped to the milking chair, his ass loaded with the heavy thick cum of either the horses, the dogs, the bull, or his Master with the enormous double arm plug shoved in to keep him dilated and in a great deal of pain.  The thick rubber dive suit also remained in place, and with the daily tightening of the corset straps as well as the hormone treatments Dans waist measurement was steadily shrinking giving him a more and more hourglass and feminine shape.  The only part of his rubber gear that was changed was the type of hood on his head.  The latest version was an extremely tight transparent latex rubber hood that caused Dans facial features to become compressed and distorted.  Between the compression of the hood and the painful suctioning of his sensitive breasts the contorted visage that was Dans face was the very picture of pure agony.  After each milking session Karol would administer another dose of hormones, usually by injecting Dans stretched out tits with the large hypodermic needle, or sometimes with a multitude of much smaller needles pincushioning the slaves breasts.  One of the side effects of the milking process was that Dan now truly had a pair of soft dangling udders that could be abused to his Masters content.  When not in the milking machine they were kept either compressed by the thick tubes of latex rubber, or under the size 14 boot of Karols big feet.  Karol also liked to take his bitch-slave to bed with him at night, and rape Dans mouth and ass while mauling the gigantic boobs with his large rough calloused hands.


As Karol unlatched the suction tubes from the latest round of milking, he announced to Dan that it was time for a new type of treatment instead of the injectable hormones.  The milk that Dans udders had been producing was laced with such high levels of the drug, that the sadistic farmer wanted to see if his slave-slut could absorb the drug right out of the liquid itself.  After explaining this to Dan, Karol dragged him over to the corner of the barn that was normally used to hose the slave down after a heavy, sweaty, rubber-covered session of being mated with the larger livestock as Karol watched and enjoyed the show.  There was a new piece of furniture in the area now however, something Dan would soon come to know as the milking bench.  It was essentially a thick plank of wood leaning on a 70 degree angle, with holes cut out for Dans face, tits and his cock to poke through.  The seat portion was little more than a short unpadded bench, with a large hole cut out right where Dans distended asslips would be.  Various straps of thick industrial rubber were located at multiple points on the bench, to secure the human cow for her milking session. 


As Karol strapped Dan into the milking chair, he explained that this would be a unique session of pleasure for the Master, but that this bench would from then on be used for manual milking of Dans udders as Karol saw fit.  This session however, would be a filling session to load up Dans useless body with the very product of his dangling, sagging tits.  Karol then proceeded to insert a large tube deep into Dans rectum, after removing the distention plug.  The tube was fed deep into Dans bowels, and connected via thick rubber tubing to a 4 litre hopper.  Next was a catheter, fed deep into the slaves bladder, that despite being lubed with goose fat burned and pained the slave as it was advanced deeper into his body.  Lastly, a thick penis gag was fed deep into Dans throat, taking advantage of the rigourous throat pussy stretching that Dan had been subjected to for weeks.  The penis gag extended right into the slaves esophagus, and causes an obscene bulging visible from the outside.  Dans face was pressed into the facehole of the milking bench, and then the filling began.


Karol started with Dans anal filling.  The four liter hopper was filled with 2 litres of the tit-milk that Karol had been collecting since the beginning of the milking process a week before.  Dan could feel his insides filling up to the point of pain as the hormone-laced milk worked its way into every nook and cranny of the slaves lower intestines.  As the last of the milk gurgled out of the hopper into the tubing on its way to Dans distended gut, Karol turned his attention towards the catheter bag.  Another litre of Dans milk was loaded into the bag, and Karol smiled sadistically as he watched it inch along the tubing and into Dans bladder.  The slaves eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he felt even more distention inside of his belly.  The urge to piss was incredible but Karol was in complete control of Dans body and currently had chosen only to allow fluids into Dans body…not out.  Once the full litre had been drained into the slaves bladder, the catheter was clamped to prevent and of the milk from flowing back out.  “Only one hole left to go slave”  Karol announced.  With that, he grabbed the funnel attached to the enormous and long penis gag, and began to pour the remaining quantity of slave-milk down Dans throat into his stomach.  Karol estimated that approximately three litres was left to fill up Dans stomach.  The effort of ingesting so much fluid had caused Dan to break out into a heavy sweat inside of his rubber prison.  And the thick rubber suit covered by the tight corset did not give way easily to the pressure of the tit-milk pressing outward from the inside.  It took a full half hour for Dan to force down the last of the milk, and once done, Karol quickly changed the filling gag for an inflatable ball gag that completely filled and sealed the slaves mouth.


Karol stood back, and smiled as he gazed at his prized slut-slave.  Covered in rubber, strapped to a milking chair, and filled in all three holes with his own hormone laced milk.  For Dans part, he felt like he was going to explode.  The milk with which he had been stuffed was straining to get out, but was held in place by the various rubber sealants plugging all of the slaves orifices.  Firmly strapped to the bench Dan could scarcely move a muscle.  He was not going anywhere or releasing anything until Karol allowed it and he had a feeling that would be  very long time.  He did not have to wait long however to have his Masters plan revealed to him.  Karol told him that he would stay put for the next 15 hours or so, before being drained and then attended to for further milking.  Karol went on to tell him that a good friend of his, a dairy farmer, had agreed to give Dan his first manual milking…in exchange for some particular sexual service and enjoyment of course.


With that, Karol shut off the lights and left Dan in torment a human water balloon filled to the max with his own unnatural hormone laden tit-milk.


Next Milked and used by another farmer



Installment 12


Dan was in agony, strapped to the milking bench and filled to the point of nearly bursting with his own hormone laden breast milk.  The sadistic farmer who owned and tormented his body had turned him into a freak of nature a sex slave man-cow with udders for tits and an ever-shrinking waistline thanks to the thick rubber corseting constricting his midsection.  Before leaving his slave to stew, Karol had changed once again the rubber head covering on his slave.  He had removed the transparent rubber hood that had been compressing the slaves facial features, and replaced it with a thick rubber compression hood to maximized Dans discomfort.  The hood was constructed of thick black rubber, and had only two holes for the wearers nostrils to take in air through.  Overtop of the hood Karol positioned a heavy rubber muzzle, which when done up, compressed the inflated rubber ball gag further into Dans plugged mouth, painfully stretching the slaves jaws into an opened position.


It had been many hours strapped into the milking chair before Dan heard muffled noises from within the barn, getting closer and closer.  It sounded like two men talking in a foreign language.  Dan could now definitely hear the straps and buckles holding his tortured body in place being released, and some of the tension that wracked his body slowly diminished.  Next he felt the rubber muzzle being undone, and then the compression hood was peeled from his head.  Once adjusted to the light, Dan could see both his Masters tall wiry form, and that of another farmer the dairy farmer friend that Karol was planning on loaning his slut to for a vigorous manual milking.  The friend, Petr, was a short stout man with a thickly muscled neck and huge hairy forearms.  He was sweating profusely and had a swarthy unshaven face with bristling whiskers or gray and black.  His head was shaved bald, and he wore coveralls with no shirt underneath and massive black steel-toed work boots on his large wide feet.  The last thing that Dan noticed about the newcomer to the barn was perhaps his most impressive physical feature his hands.  This man had enormous hands that were calloused and toughened from a lifetime of hard farm work. 


Karol dragged Dan from the chair and threw the weakened slave to the floor.  He landed in a heap and found his head resting against the soiled boot of his latest tormentor.  Before he could move, Petr placed the mucky sole of his size 15 boot on Dans head, and ground it into the floor with much of his considerable weight and strength.  Dan thought his head would split open like a melon, and he heard his Master say something to the burly dairy farmer.  With that, Karol turned to leave the barn as Petr finally removed his boot from Dans now very painful skull.  He stopped though, and returned to where Dan lay motionless on the floor.  He crouched down, and softly told Dan in accented English what he had told his farmer friend in their native tongue.  “Petr here is going to milk you my slut, but first he is going to drain you, and torture your slave body for his pleasure.  Once he has finished with you, he will bring me the fruits of your tits, and you will then be given your next treatment to keep those udders producing nice thick slave milk for my pleasure.”


With that, Karol left the building and Dan was left to the merciless treatment of Petr.  The first thing Petr did was wrap one of his massive hands around the back of Dans neck and pulled him up to a standing position.  Dan was in agony from the intense filling of all of his orifices by his now absent master.  Petr began to use his free hand to deliver a series of heavy open handed slaps to Dans rubber-covered corseted abdomen.  With each impact a wave of pain traveled through Dans body.  The dairy farmer then proceeded to string the slave up by his wrists, using one of the thick wooden rafters to keep Dan in a fully standing upright position, his feet just flat on the floor of the barn.  Petr did not speak any English, and would use physical cues to communicate his wishes and commands to his captive prey.  He was eager to empty out the slave so he could start with the bitchs first manual milking.


Slowly and methodically Petr began to remove the enormous plug inhabiting Dans asshole stretching open the slaves abused anal ring as it withdrew.  Just as the widest and most painful part of the plug was about to exit the dilated sphincter, Petr stopped and enjoyed a long look at the blanched muscular ring that was straining to expel the thick rubber invader.  A trickle of tit-milk seeped out from the seal that was formed between rubber and flesh, and as the plug was slowly removed, the trickle turned into a torrent as the hormone laden liquid that had been penned up for so long burst forth under significant pressure.  Petr laughed heartily as the flow of milk began to slow to periodic spurts accompanied by loud wet farts.  Even with all that he had already endured, Dan found a new level of humiliation as this Slavic sadist laughed while he lost all control over his body.  The next orifice to be drained was Dans distended bladder.  Petr unclipped the catheter hose, and after a brief pause, a solid stream of whitish yellow hormone piss streamed forth from Dans withered penis.  It shot out with such force that it arced over four feet away from his upright body.  He watched as the pressure behind the flow decreased and the arc of the piss slowly flattened out until it was merely dribbling from his cock head.  He was actually enjoying the feeling of incredible relief until Petr grabbed a hold of the catheter tubing and in one strong pull yanked it from Dans urethra.  Burning pain overtook the slaves genitals as the burly dairy farmer moved into position to empty the remaining deposit of milk.


Now standing directly in front of the slaves restrained body, Petr curled the thick fingers of his left hand into a gigantic fist.  Slowly he caressed and rubber his fist as his eyes washed over the rubbered form of the slave in front of him.  He leered at the tight rubber body suit with the corset constricting Dans midsection, the distended udder-boobs that Karol had created on the slaves body with massive doses of bovine hormone.  A demonic smile washed over Petrs face as he reared back and then delivered a thundering gut punch to the abused slaves body.  Such force was behind the blow that Dans feet were knocked back from underneath him, and he swung freely from his wrists which were still strung up over the cross-beam.  Once his footing had been regained, Petr delivered a second identical blow once again rocking Dan off of his foundation.  Dan could feel a rumbling in his restricted gut that was slowly rising with these clubbing blows being delivered by his tormenter.  With the landing of the third massive gut punch, the wave of milky vomit erupted from within Dans stomach, and burst forth from around the inflated ball gag that was still seated inside of his mouth.  The gag was forced from Dans jaws and another wave of vomit projected from his pain-wracked face.  A third was followed by a fourth and fifth until string of mucous hung from Dans chin while his head drooped forward.  Petr used one hand to gently lift the slaves defeated chin, and the other to administer a stinging slap across Dans face to waken him up for the main event the milking of his slave udders.


Petr released Dans wrists and allowed him to slump down on the floor to his knees.  The large size 15 was then placed between the shoulder blades of the slave and he was pushed prostrate on to the floor of the barn.  With all of the bulky farmers considerable weight on his back Dan could feel the straps of the corset being undone.  The relief was momentary though, as it was quickly followed by a tightening of the wicked garment beyond its previous level.  Each time that Dan exhaled, Petr cinched in the straps a little bit more.  Dan could feel the breath being squeezed from his lungs, which were now straining to take in enough air to keep him from blacking out.  Just when he thought he could feel his consciousness slipping, Petr re-fastened the straps and stood Dan up to position him for his milking.


On to a table Dan was positioned on all fours, his calves strapped down as well as his wrists which were buckled to the table.  A dental gag was inserted into Dans mouth and Petr slowly cranked it open until he slaves lips blanched and turned white from being so tautly stretched.  Petr had brought with him a device that he like to use on human cows that he had abused in the past.  It was a latex replica of a bulls penis, with a metal ring attached to the end of it by a hinge.  Petr greased up the huge phallus and slowly began to insert it into Dans gaping rectum.  It was an enormous dildo, and filled the slaves lower intestines to the max while also opening up and stretching his abused asslips.  Once seated, Dan felt some deep cramping in his gut as his body reflexively tried to expel the invader but Petr had other plans.  In order to keep the chunk of rubber inside of his cow as he intended, Petr placed a small metal hooked device into Dans nostrils.  The nose hook had a long cotton rope attached to it which he took back over Dans forehead and down the slaves rubbered back, overtop of the tightened corset straps, to the ring attached to the base of the bulls penis distending the human cows bowels.  Once looped through the ring, Petr pulled the rope tight, which yanked back Dans head increasing the pain from the dental gag holding his jaws wide open.  He then tied it off effectively keeping the slaves head held way back, and at the same time pushing his chest and therefore his slave udders forward towards the table.  This also had the effect of holding the rubber invader deep inside of Dans back passage.


Now that his cow was sufficiently restrained, Petr could get down to the business of milking the distended udder-tits of their hormone-laden milk.


Petr placed a large plastic basin underneath Dans tits, and pulled up a stool beside the table so that he could sit and relax.  Petr began by slowly massaging Dans left udder with both of his calloused rough hands.  The massaging slowly turned to deep kneading and tenderizing which had the effect of loosening the tissue within Dans body to allow for the flow of tit-milk to start.  Petr then turned his attention to Dans nipple, which he pinched and pulled on, yanking it as far from Dans chest as the tissue elasticity would allow.  He flicked and abused the nipple until it turned an angry red color and became engorged with blood.  With the left udder now relaxed and dropped down as far as it would go, softened and prepared for the milking to come, the right udder was treated to exactly the same manipulations.


Returning to the left tit, Petr wrapped both of his large hands around the base of the drooping flesh right where it met the chest wall.  Slowly he increased his grip on the udder until he was squeezing and wringing with all of his might.  An animalistic gurgling scream erupted from Dans constricted throat as the pain was excruciating.  Ignoring his man-cows agony Petr continued to wring out the dangling tit, and spurts of milk began to squirt into the collection vessel underneath.  For a full 30 minutes the muscular farmer continued to manhandle Dans breast meat, emptying it of its contents before moving to the right tit and treating it to the exact same torture.  Dans choked screams reverberated off of the walls as the milking progressed.  Petr loved the feel of the soft flesh is it compressed in his hands.  He twisted and wrung it out like an old used dishcloth.  By the time he had finished both tits were bruised black and blue, and were beginning to swell from intense inflammation that had been caused by the farmers abuse.  In the vessel below Petr had collected a full half liter of slave milk to deliver to Karol once their session had concluded.  Before that however, Petr would satisfy his sexual desires that had been fired up by using and abusing his friends man-cow for a very intense milking session. 


Carefully placing the basin of milk off to the side, Petr climbed up on the table in from of Dans face, which was still stretched back using the hooked device in his nostrils.  By looking downward Dan could see the farmer fiddling with his zipper in the stained coveralls.  Once opened, Petr hauled out his slowly hardening extremely thick pecker, which he intended to feed to the bound slave-cow.  The hairy sweaty Slav dropped the heavy head of his cock into Dans waiting mouth, and gradually worked it back into the opening of his quarrys throat.  Now hard enough to use as a truncheon, he pushed it past Dans gag reflex as he enjoyed the sounds of the slave coughing and gagging, spluttering to expel the thick meat so that he could breath easier.  Snorting in large sniffs of air through his stretched nostrils, the panic in Dans current situation began to subside.  Just as he began to calm down he could hear Petr sigh and relax as he began to relieve himself of a gallon of hot salty piss directly down the slaves throat.  Dan did not even have to swallow with his head tied back as it was, the farmers piss had a direct line of entry right down Dans gullet into his stomach.  He truly was a human urinal in this position as well as just having been treated as a human cow by this sadistic dairy farmer who had just milked and wrung out his tender breasts to produce a quantity of hormone milk for his master.  Petrs piss went on for the better part of a full minute, as he filled Dans corseted stomach.  Once done, he removed his thick sausage from his personal piss fag, and stood up to turn around.  He had relieved his bladder, but intended to avail himself of the toilet slave that his friend Karol had bragged about having trained.


Dan never did get used to seeing a fat hairy ass being spread right in front of his face to expose a wrinkled puckered up asshole prior to delivering a load of farmer-shit into his mouth and this was no exception.  Petr unleashed a rank wet fart that gave Dan a preview of the rank experience that he was in for in the ensuing few minutes.  Slowly the lips of the farmers ass began to open and a dark brown almost black thick, knotted turn began to emerge.  Petr positioned himself so that the shit would progress directly from his manhole into his slaves waiting toilet mouth.  This first turd was about six inches long, and quite thick.  It protruded from Dans mouth as he was unable to close his lips around it due to the dental gag.  Far from finished, Petr turned around so that he could look at the tortured face of the slave that he was using and abusing so thoroughly.  Dan was trying furiously to either expel the turd by using his tongue to try to move it forward and then out of his mouth.  Petr watched the bitch struggle in this manner until he had almost accomplished his goal, before taking hold of the turd itself and working it back with a screwing like motion into Dans waiting throat.  The foul invader was pushed in by the farmer until it was fully in Dans throat, with its end being barely visible in the back of Dans mouth.  With a demonic smile washing over his face, Petr reached up and placed his shitty fingers on Dans nostrils, pinching them shut.  This forced Dan to feverishly swallow as best he could to get the turd-meal down his throat so that he could breathe.  Petr watched intently as the end of the turd disappeared from the back of Dans gaping mouth, and the contour of it made its way down the slaves throat.  It looked like when a snake eats a small animal the outline of the thick piece of shit was clearly visible in Dans throat from the outside as it progressed along towards his stomach.  Once swallowed, Petr patted Dan on the head and said something in his language that Dan did not understand.  The translation unfortunately for Dan was that he had just finished the appetizer, and the main course was yet to come.  For the next thirty minutes, Petr slowly fed four more thick brown turds to his human toilet in exactly the same fashion.  By the time that Dan had finished his duties, he was physically exhausted.


Feeling relieved, Petr had only one task yet to accomplish filling his cow-slave with a thick load of cum.  For this he released the bondage on Dans head, as well as releasing him from his bonds to the table.  When it came to fucking a cow, he was a purist.  He placed Dan on the floor on his back, and pushed his legs back over his shoulders to expose his stuffed cunt.  Petr grabbed hold of the bulls cock dildo and slid it out of Dans hole, exiting with a wet sucking sound as the ass slime inside of Dans pussy had congealed around the thick rubber invader.  With his whores cunt now fully exposed and emptied, Petr lined up his massive tool and drove it home in one forceful push.  Dan barely felt the thick cock enter his ass, which was just how Petr wanted it.  He liked a nice loose fuck, that way it would last longer.  The burly farmer allowed all of his weight to come down on Dans pinioned body as he sawed his cock in and out of Dans abused pussy.  Dans feet were actually touching the floor back above his head as the barrel-chested Slave had him folded in half to receive his fucking.  With a gut full of shit and a corset wrapped tightly around his midsection, Dan felt all of the breath squeezed once again from his chest as the 240 pound rapist penetrated his back passage.  For 45 minutes Petr sped up and slowed down, plunging his thick cock in and out of Dans body.  Petr was sweating like a pig, and with Dan trapped underneath his bulk dressed entirely in rubber, the heat for the slave so extreme that he nearly passed out.  Finally, and with a primal roar, the dairy farmer turned tormenter shoved his tool roughly into Dans cunt and pumped it full of a weeks worth of thick creamy cum.  Five blasts of ball cream later Petr came down off of his erotic high and unceremoniously yanked his cock out of Dans swollen engorged pussylips.  He released the slaves legs and they flopped back over Dans head and hit the floor like two dead fish they had long since gone numb from lack of blood to the muscles.


Moving in a very business like fashion, Petr busied himself with getting dressed, and then fitting Dans head with yet another piece of headgear made entirely of rubber.  It was a standard hood in shape, but was double walled and lacked any opening or either his eyes or his nose.  There was a flange around the open mouth of the hood, and on the inner lining a hard rubber butterfly shaped appendage was positioned such that it would inhabit the wearers mouth.  Petr yanked and pulled to seat the hood in place, with the hard rubber bit partially gagging the slave.  To the back he attached a pump and began to inflate the bladder that existed throughout the hood between the two walls of rubber.  Once fully inflated, Dans head looked like a balloon from the outside, with incredible pressure being exerted on his head from all angles from the inside.  The circular opening to the outside world was Dans only lifeline.  His legs still useless and rendering him unable to strand, he felt himself being hoisted up and flung over his erstwhile Masters shoulder.  He was being carried off to his next torment, emptied of his slave-milk, but filled once again with dominant sadistic farmer shit, piss, and cum.  He couldnt help but think how much more of this his body could possible endure.


End of part 12.















Petr carried the semiconscious rubber slave over one of his massive shoulders, across the yard and into the farmhouse.  In his other hand he carried a heavy pail of slave-milk that had been forcefully extruded from Dans abused tits.  Once inside the house the thickset dairy farmer dropped the slave like a sack of potatoes, his rubber covered head bouncing and bobbing around on the floor.  Dan moaned in agony but had been well enough trained that he dare not try to move for fear of brutal attack and punishment by his Master.  Petr then sat at the rough wooden table with his friend, and each of them scooped out a glass of fresh slave milk from the pail and sat back for a relaxing drink.   “Ahhhhhh” Karol sighed as he licked his lips after gulping down a glass “nothing like a warm glass of milk direct from the udder of the cow eh Petr” he said as he slapped his friend on the back.  “From now on I shall milk this bitch daily and see just how much I can increase her milk production.  You hear me slut” Karol bellowed as he kicked Dan in the side with his huge steel-toed rubber boot.  “You will be begging me to milk you every day, and when you need to be punished perhaps I will let your udders fill up until they feel like they will burst from the pressure inside eh slut?”  Karol thanked Petr for coming over, and invited him back anytime that he wanted to torture or abuse Dans body for his pleasure.  Petr assured his friend that he would indeed be back that he had some other ideas for milking the sow and would very much enjoy experimenting on the slaves compliant tits to see how much fluid could be extracted in one session.

For many weeks the routing continued toilet duties, husbandry to all of the well endowed farm animals as well as his Master, and daily hormone treatments and milkings which trained Dans cow tits to deliver greater and greater amounts of milk for his Master.  The slave was a truly pathetic sight…continually covered hear to toe in rubber with sagging protruding pendulous breasts that had no right belonging in any human much less a human males body.  In addition to milking, Dans fleshy boobs became a favorite site of punishment for Karols ministrations and sadistic experimentations.  He loved to bind his slave to a fucking bench with holes cut out to allow for Dans breasts to hang down with the weight of gravity pendulous orbs dangling and begging to be used and abused for the evil farmers pleasure.  He would always start by slapping the heavy jugs back and forth with his open palm.  He loved the sharp sound his hand made against the alabaster white flesh of his slaves tits, and the way they swung back and forth with each strike.  This usually progressed to using each of the sows udders as punching bags, or viciously kicking them with a pair of his heavy steel toed workboots on.  Dans boobs knew no end of torment being stomped on, bound, stretched, squeezed and mauled, bitten, and twisted.  Karol reveled in the agony it caused his slave, but for a while he became so obsessed with the appendages hanging from Dans chest that he felt he had been neglecting the slaves hole and throat as sources of entertainment and pleasure.

Breath control training and deep throat insertions had always been a favorite past-time of Karols when working over a slave.  He enjoyed watching his slut struggle for air and blacking out from lack of oxygen, twitching and writhing on the ground as all of his muscles went into uncontrollable spasm.  For this most recent session of training, Karol had meticulously prepared Dans body for an extended period of oxygen deprivation.  The slave was seated on the floor with his back firmly against a large wooden block that extended up high enough to end right behind Dans shoulder blades.  His arms were drawn backwards along the sides of the wooden block and attached by thick rubber cuffs to iron rings mounted onto the wood.  Dan was seated on top of a thick rubber dildo that tapered from tip to base like a traffic cone.  Karol had used all of his body weight to shove Dans helpless frame down on to the column of rubber, and the slaves anal ring was in agony as it was being severely stretched and popped open to the point of blanching and almost tearing asunder.  Wide rubber strapping material had been wound around each of Dans tits such that they both stuck straight out at 90-degree angles from his chest.  The nipples of each one slowly dripped drop after drop of slave milk, which was being forced from the flesh by the sheer pressure of the rubber webbing wrapped so tightly around each breast.  Around the base of each nipple Karol had inserted a series of a dozen sharp pins into each of Dans boobs.  The pins had colored plastic balls on the end and the farmer had enjoyed making a circular design around the base of each teet as he had inserted the two-inch long needles slowly and painfully into his salve.  Dan was as usual dressed in a thick rubber full body suit, and had an equally thick rubber corset tightly fastened around his middle, making the simple act of breathing a labor that would only become even more challenging as the torture session progressed.  On the slaves feet he had the thick covering of the rubber suit as well as something new that Karol had only introduced him to a week or two before.  They were heavy-duty lace up ballet boots that kept Dans feet pointed almost directly downward.  They extended up to the slaves knees, and Karol had laced them so tightly that they were cutting off the circulation to Dans extremities.  Dans ankles were in agony whenever he was forced to wear the diabolical footwear, and Karol enjoyed making his slave walk around on his tiptoes in the 7-inch heels while he used a bullwhip to quicken the slaves pace whenever he felt it necessary.  On the slaves head was a simple but effective broad rubber headband, buckled tightly all the way round the slaves skull just above his eyebrows.  The headband had been secured to a small iron ring on the top of the wooden block such that Dans head was pulled back at 90 degrees, with his face turned up towards the ceiling and the front of his neck severely stretched.  Standing over his bound and helpless slave was the sadistic farmer, wearing heavy rubber boots, a rubber butchers apron, and industrial rubber gloves.  In his hand he held the long flexible double-ended dildo that so often he had used to plumb the depths of his slaves throat as opposed to the traditional use for the device.  Once again, like before, Karol set silently about the task of greasing up the dong and shoving it down deep into Dans abused gullet.  This had actually become quite easy for the slave over time, and it did not take long at all for Karol to insert 15 inches of the rubber dong deeply into Dans waiting throat…almost right into his slaves stomach.  Dan spluttered and coughed around the surface of the rubber invader, and Karol began to feel that familiar twitching and thickening of his massive cock. He sawed back and forth with the flexible piece of rubber, plunging it in and out of Dans gurgling throat.  Once he felt his slave was sufficiently warmed up, he grabbed hold of something he had not yet tried in his efforts to open and stretch his slaves windpipe.  He was hopeful that this new toy would have the desired effect, and cause Dan to try to writhe as much as his tight bonds would allow in breathless agony.

Dan began to whimper with his eyes when he saw what his Master now held in his heavily gloved hands.  It was a set of red rubber anal beads that had long ago been used on his ass.  Such was the stretching of his pussyhole that the insertion of these spheres would be barely perceptible to him now but to his throat they looked gargantuan. Karol had also made some modifications to the beads, increasing the length of cord between them so that there was two feet of nylon cord traversing the distance between each red rubber ball.  The balls themselves were the size of plums, and Dans eyes began to water as Karol placed the first ball into Dans gaped open mouth.  He could feel his Masters thick, gloved fingers shoving the ball towards the back of his throat, and then into his throat itself.  Karol ordered Dan to swallow as the enormous ball invaded his gullet and began to trigger his gag reflex.  Once seated inside of his throat, with Karol preventing it from being expelled, Dans only option was to begin swallowing if he could not expel the object, he would have to take it down the other way to prevent choking to death.  Frantically Dan tried to gulp and swallow the pain was incredible as he slowly muscled the spherical object all the way down his throat and into his gut.  Karol sprung a massive hard on as he saw the swollen lump making its way down Dans throat and into his belly, with his slave choking and spluttering up thick gelatinous mucus the entire time.  Dan felt sick, with a huge red rubber ball now lodged inside of him, and a string of four more dangling from his spit coated mouth.  He now knew exactly what Karol had planned for him, and endured four more times the gagging and choking sensations of having to swallow each and every one of the huge rubber balls.  All that remained of the series of anal beads was a long string which ended with a small metal ring large enough for the burly farmed to put one of his meaty digits through.  It dangle against Dans chest as he felt his Master bend down and grope his corseted belly the way that he so often saw Karol doing when one of his livestock was pregnant and about to calf.  It was not gentle, but more of a manhandling of the slaves tortured gut.  “Now bitch” Karol announced, “the real fun begins.”

The sadistic farmer wanted to make this session of breath training last, so he needed to gag the slaves mouth enough for him to still be able to breath, but not allowing enough of an opening to expel any of the red rubber balls.  Dan could not see what his Master was doing since his head was firmly secured t the surface of the wooden block, but what Karl had been doing was removing the metal ring from the end of the nylon cord, and feeding the rope through the centre of an hourglass shaped piece of solid hard rubber with a small central channel drilled through it from one end to the other.  Like threading a needle.  Once done, he re-tied the metal ring securely so that it could not come loose.  He then slid the solid core of rubber upwards along the string until it balanced perched on the saliva soaked lips of his restrained rubberslave.  Once again Dan pleaded with his eyes to absolutely no avail as he felt Karol put his hand on the end of the solid rubber hourglass and begin to lean on it with all of his weight.  The end of the rubber plug was significantly larger than Dans mouth and gumline, but as its surface became coated with the thick spit from deep within Dans throat it slowly started to seat itself in the slaves oral cavity.  Then with a sudden rush, it all at once passed the widest part of its girth and dropped into place with its waist at the level of Dans lips, and its enlarged flanges located one inside of the slaves mouth, and one on the outside.  There was no way to expel the hard rubber hourglass other than to have it pulled out the same way that it had gone in with force.

At this point Karol explained to his restrained slave what would happen next.  Dan began to cry, long ago realizing that the depths of his Masters depravity new no limits.  One day Karols perverse games would surely result in Dans death, and he wondered to himself it toady would be that day.  Karol however was sure of his abilities, and no intention of allowing the slave the luxury of death as a means of depriving him of years and years of enjoyment from torturing and abusing Dans broken body.  Karol took hold of the metal loop at the end of the string, and lifted it up right over Dans upturned face.  He slowly but surely began to tug, and Dan felt like his insides were being drawn out of him.  Slowly.  Meticulously.  Dan could feel the last ball that he had been forced to swallow pushing at the entrance to the lower end of his esophagus.  It was a type of pain that he had never before experienced.  He tried to scream but with his head slung back and his mouth filled with hard rubber it was impossible.  Then, all of a sudden, the red rubber ball reached the point of no return and the smooth muscle of Dans throat reflexively began to expel it vomiting it out to purge it from the inside of the slaves body.  Karol watched as the swollen lump made its way up his slaves neck until it was clear that it sat at the back of Dans throat.  The purpose of the hard rubber hourglass now became all too clear to the abused rubberslave.  Once the ball hit the deeper surface of the gag, and being unable to expel both it and the ball, Dan had no choice but to try to overcome his spasming gag reflex and once again swallow the red rubber invader.  All of this had to be done before he choked to death from lack of oxygen.  His eyes began to big out of his head and became severely bloodshot as small vessels were bursting from the force of the internal pressure.  It took what seemed like an eternity, but eventually Dan manage to once again swallow the lump of solid rubber before it caused him to lose his life from lack of air.  Karol patted his rubberslave on the head and congratulated him on his efforts.  “Now my slut” he said, “why dont we play this game for a few more hours?”

Dan openly wept as his Master proceeded to enjoy the process of repeatedly choking and threatening the very life of his slave.  Death would not come to Dan however, and true to his intentions, Karol kept him as a fully docile and submissive rubberslave for many years to come always thinking of new ways to torture and abuse his body, loaning him out to close friends who shared his love for using and abusing a submissive inferior male, and making Dans remaining days on earth a constant mix of humiliation, torture, abuse, and suffering beyond all imagining.

End.

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