I entered the room to find Jeremy lying still. His head lay on a sheet soaked in cold urine. His hair had dried a little, and his skin was no longer wet, but I imagined it must itch, with the dried piss on it. His wrists and ankles were still tied to the head board, his body bent double with his feet fastened over his head. His limp cock dangled over his face.

I ran my hand along his leg as I strolled up next to his head, and smiled down at his red-cheeked face.

"Hi, there, Princess!" I said, smiling. I had left Jeremy an hour before, just after he had pissed on his own face. I hadn't let him use the bathroom, to force the situation on him. He was able to open his eyes, now that the piss that had collected over his closed eyelids had dried.

"Please," he croaked, "Please let me up."

"I will, Baby," I said soothingly, "I will, you just have to drink my piss, remember?"

He turned his head away and a tear leaked from the corner of his eye.

I fished my semi-hard cock from my underwear and held it in my hand with the head pointed at his face. Or it would have been, had he been facing me.

"Turn around and open your mouth, Honey," I said. My fourteen year old captive clamped his mouth shut and kept his head where it was.

I sighed and reached for his balls. One squeeze, and he opened his mouth to yell, turning to look at me.

"That's better," I said, loosening my grip on his testicles, "Now take my cock in your mouth and get ready to drink."

Still he kept his lips closed. Shaking my head, tightened my fist on his nuts. He gritted his teeth and suffered through it as long as he could, but gasped in pain when I squeezed tightly.

"Ooowww!" he howled.

"Open up, or I'll beat them black and blue," I said calmly. Sobbing, Jeremy parted his lips and faced me.

"Good boy," I said, sliding my penis into his mouth, "Now close your lips around it and swallow when I start to piss. I don't want you to spill any, or there will be consequences. Understand?"

With his mouth full, all the poor boy could do was nod.

"Good. Get ready," I said.

It's not as easy pissing in someone's mouth as you might think. Standing at a urinal is one thing, but leaning over, half-kneeling on your own bed, pushing your soft cock in someone's mouth, then letting go and pissing - not that easy.

But I overcame the difficulty, I'm proud to say, and my cock leaked into Jeremy's waiting mouth.

The boy sputtered and coughed at first, spraying piss on the bed and his face, but he got the hang of it and soon started gulping down the warm, acrid fluid. It wouldn't hurt him, piss is sterile, but it sure works to break a kid down psychologically, to piss in his mouth and make him swallow. To turn a boy into a human toilet is humiliating and degrading.

Which is why I do it.

"Good boy," I muttered, running my finger's through his stiff, urine-coated hair, "Good boy, good toilet,"

When the flow of piss stopped, I withdrew my soft cock from between his slick lips.

"Open," I ordered. He looked at me, but slowly held his mouth open. I held my cock an inch from his lips and shook the last few drops into his waiting mouth, then patted his cheek.

"Good boy," I said, "You missed a few drops. I'll punish you for that later, but not bad for your first time."

I untied his ankles, and he stretched his legs in front of him with a groan. They had fallen asleep, having been tied over his head for more than an hour.

When his wrists were free, I helped him stand, shakily, and guided him to the bathroom to clean him up.

"You stink," I told him.

After a cold shower and a couple more enemas, I brought him back to the room. He was naked, of course, and shivering from the icy water.

I wanted to make sure he was uncomfortable. And confused.

Mixing up the kid's environment kept him off-balance. Hot/Cold, Dry/Wet, Soft? Hard, Pleasure - well, you get the idea.

I was training Jeremy, you see. I wasn't engaged in this activity solely for my own gratification, although I do love my work.

I was training young Jeremy here. Getting him ready for a new life, as a slave.

I train children to be sex slaves; playthings for wealthy and powerful members of society who are willing to pay outrageous amounts of money for the chance to possess a youth for the few years that the individual's own predilections allow them to find that young person attractive.

At fourteen, Jeremy was at the higher end of what many of my clientele would find acceptable, but his beauty and submissive disposition would make up for some of that.

After he was trained to my satisfaction, resigned to his new life, he would be put up for auction and sold to the highest international bidder.

I generally bring in between three and four hundred thousand for a property, though I have gotten as much as half a million.

I made the boy remove the sodden sheets from the bed and replace them with clean, dry ones, after putting down a new rubber mat. He paled when I handed it to him. The threat was implied, which is why I did it. The captive's own mind sometimes tortures him or her more than anything I ever do.

"Please let me go," he said, sitting on the edge of the bed. I bent down and kissed him gently on the lips. He held still as my tongue traced the outline of his lips, then opened his mouth for me to gently slide the wet organ past his teeth and into his warm mouth. We shared a long, gentle kiss, while my hand caressed his chest and teased his nipples erect.

My fingers traced a curving path down his belly to his thigh. I felt the cool, soft flesh of his leg, letting my hand slip between his legs to his limp cock, which I bypassed in favor of his tight, wrinkled scrotum.

I gripped the small sac in my fist and squeezed, causing Jeremy to gasp into my mouth.

"Don't argue with my, Boy," I said, softly but sternly, my lips touching his lightly, "Lie down on the fucking bed and hold still."

Jeremy lay on his back, and I tied his wrists to the headboard again, over his head. He looked so sweet and scared, lying there.

It made my cock swell.

"You're going to suck my cock now,' I explained, "And I'm going to cum in your mouth. And you're going to swallow it."

He looked at me with less fear than I expected. Perhaps he was getting used to the abuse already?

I stepped forward and took Jeremy's hair in my hand, pulling his head to the edge of the bed and turning it sideways. I pushed my swelling cock into his wet mouth.

Did I mention my cock? In detail, I mean. Well, it's big. Really big.

When my cock is hard, it's eight and a half inches long. The half inch is a vanity that I indulge myself in.

Okay, I'm not John Holmes or Ron Jeremy big, but a hard, thick, eight and a half inch cock is a lot for a fourteen year old to swallow.

So to speak.

Jeremy opened his lips willingly enough, and I pushed my growing cock into his hot, wet mouth.

"Mmmmmm," I groaned. It felt amazing. Holding Jeremy's hair with one hand, I let the other glide across the naked teen's soft chest, tweaking his nipples and feeling the ridges of his ab muscles as my palm slid downward towards his crotch. I took his balls in my hand, holding them gently, but securely. Sending a message.

"Watch your teeth, Sexy," I told him, "If you want to keep these attached." I gave his nuts a gentle squeeze to demonstrate my meaning.

He moaned his understanding, and I gasped when I felt his slick tongue swirl around the head of my cock.

"Ohhhh, you've done this before, haven't you?" I asked.

He nodded as best he could with his mouth full of my thick cock.

"You and your buddies play around together?" I asked.

"Mmmm-hmmmm," he mumbled.

"Yeah, I bet you're real popular," I told him, "Who taught you to suck cock like this?" I pulled back enough to slip my own cock from his wet lips.

"My father," he said. Whoa.

"No shit," I said, "You and the old man. How long has this been going on?"

"Since I was like six," he told me. I rubbed my long, slick cock on his cheek while he talked.

"He would slip into my room and tell me to suck him off. Now we get together and fuck and stuff."

"Does your mom know?"

"Supposedly not, but probably." Jeremy replied. I shoved my cock back in his mouth and he went to work, contentedly slobbering on my thick pole while I rocked my hips back and forth, fucking my shaft deeper into his mouth.

I switched my hand from his balls to his cock. I was pretty confident that he wasn't going to bite, and I could still reach his jewels in a hurry if I had to.

His erection had wilted from waiting for me, and from the cold shower, but his cock leapt to life when I took it in my fist and started stroking t. He still hadn't cum after all the teasing I had done before, so he was rampant in short order.

Jeremy moaned around my cock, and he moved his hips up and down while I stroked his red rod.

"Lick my balls," I told him, pulling my cock free of his sucking lips.

Jeremy tipped his head upward and lapped at the loose skin of my hairy scrotum. I pressed my balls against his lips, and he sucked the folds of skin between my nuts. I pulled back and Jeremy sucked one of my testicles into his mouth. I felt the warm, wet contact of his tongue as it swirled around the hard orb.

I let him suck my nuts for awhile, then jabbed my hard cock back in his mouth.

My hand moved up and down on his cock as my own tool slid in and out of the boy's mouth. Jeremy squirmed and wiggled on the bed, his legs bending and straightening while I played with his cock. He was on edge again, and I debated letting him cum when I did. But I got hold of myself, and held his cock still in my hand when I felt my orgasm building to a climax.

"Ahh, I'm gonna cum, baby!" I gasped, holding his head still as I fucked his mouth, "Just hold it in your mouth. Don't swallow yet!"

My cock jabbed in and out of his mouth in short punches as my balls emptied onto his tongue. I rubbed the head of my cock on the wet, pink organ, spitting glob after glob of warm sperm on it.

Jeremy closed his eyes and sucked my cum into his mouth with practiced ease. My fingers slid through his hair as my cock drooled its last into his warm mouth.

"Ahhh, good boy!" I sighed. I snatched my phone from the nightstand and turned on the camera.

"Okay, let's see," I said. Jeremy opened his mouth, and I took a picture of his beautiful young face with my creamy sperm nestled on his tongue.

"Awesome," I said, "Go ahead and swallow." He obeyed, and I patted his thigh.

"Good boy," I said again.

I tied his ankles to the bed, leaving him on his back, spread eagled and naked, his hard cock lying on his abdomen.

Sitting next to him, I took his erection in my hand, stroking it slowly and gently. He closed his eyes again, and his hips rose and fell in rhythm with my moving fist.

I played with him for half an hour, brining him repeatedly to the edge of an orgasm, but not granting him release. I didn't use any lube, either. By the time I was finished, his hard cock was a chafed, angry red color.

I'm sure it hurt him, as well as turned him on. Pain and pleasure. To keep him guessing. Keep his head reeling.

Jeremy lay on the bed, sweating and red-cheeked. His hair stuck to his forehead in wet clumps. His eyes were red from crying. I rose and opened a drawer, taking out a black plastic butt plug.

"This'll keep you occupied while I'm gone," I told him. I oiled the plastic bulb and reached under his ass, pressing the rounded tip against his anus and pressing the object inside. A wire dangled from the end with a switch on it.

When I pressed the switch, the blunted cone started vibrating. I knew from experience that the pleasant buzz would stimulate young Jeremy's prostate and rectum, keeping his cock hard and leaking, but not enough to make him cum.

"Please," he sobbed, looking at me pitifully, "Take it out! I can't stand it!" Tears streaked his red cheeks, and his lips were wet with spit. His eyes were bloodshot and swollen from crying.

He looked so sexy, bound naked to my bed like that. I almost gave in and fucked him right then.

But I held off. I had different plans.

"You sleep tight, Sunshine," I told him, "Tomorrow I'll work your balls over for awhile. Then I'll fuck your ass good and hard."

The look of despair on his face as I closed and locked the door made my spent cock lurch.