"Ready to get raped?" I asked Jeremy.

My captive slave hung in his ropes, bent in half at the waist with his hands and feet tied over his head, tied to the high bed posts. He sobbed in reply.

"No," he whined softly as I fondled his tightly bound testicles, "Please don't hurt me."

"Hurt you?" I replied, feigning surprise, "Oh, I'm quite sure it'll hurt you. But it'll probably turn you on like crazy!" I smiled into his pale, pretty, fourteen year old face.

"Gotta get you down first, though," I told him. I reached up and untied his right wrist. He yelled when his thin body tipped, suspended by his feet and his left wrist.

I released that wrist, and he fell to the bed on his shoulders, his feet still tied above his head. He looked so vulnerable, I just had to take advantage of him. I took his hard, six inch cock in my hand and pumped it slowly as I fondled his tightly wrapped balls. He whimpered at the molestation, no doubt anticipating more abuse of his red, swollen scrotum.

I didn't disappoint him.

I released my grip on his beautiful cock and shoved a dry finger into his hairless asshole. I had just denuded his entire body, so he was smooth and bald between his legs.

While I fingering his anus, I pulled and twisted his sore nuts, causing him to scream and writhe on the bed. He tried to reach between his legs to stop me, but was too weak from hunger and lack of sleep to offer any real defense.

I untied the thin rope from around Jeremy's swollen balls and caught the loosened sac in my hand Bending at the waist, I clutched his scrotum and pulled it upward to meet my swirling tongue.

"Mmmm," I moaned dramatically as my tongue slid across the soft, smooth skin of his ball sac. I opened my mouth wide and sucked both of the hard orbs into my mouth, none too gently. I sucked hard, making him wiggle his ass to try to get away from my sucking mouth.

At the same time, I rammed my finger all the way inside his ass, drawing a scream from his drooling mouth. I let his balls slip from my lips and smiled at him across his naked body, then bit down on one of his nuts. He hissed, and watched me carefully. I held his vulnerable testicle between my teeth, squeezing my jaw closed a little, then opening it, teasing and threatening him.

I squeezed the base of his scrotum, pushing his nuts outward, and closed my teeth on both of the oblong orbs at the same time. He screamed and writhed on the mattress, and I chuckled with his balls in my mouth.

"Delicious!" I told him after I had released his abused testicles. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand. I had stalled long enough.

Turning away from Jeremy, I went to the television on the wall opposite the bed and turned it on, clicking to the channel I wanted.

"Hey, baby!" I said to Jeremy, "You're gonna be on TV!"

He looked at me through his tears, uncomprehendingly, his feet still tied to the bedposts, suspended over his head.

I untied his ankles, and his legs fell to the bed, his feet dangling off the edge. Jeremy clutched his sore nuts in his hands, but I noticed his hard cock sticking up between them, and knew he was overreacting.

"Actually," I clarified, pulling him to a sitting position and grasping one wrist, "You won't be there, but they'll be talking about you!"

I retied the poor captive's wrists to the bed post, leaving the ropes longer, so his hands weren't as high. He could then kneel on the bed, facing the television, and I could kneel behind him, which I did.

Jeremy gasped when he saw the image on the screen.

His own mother was standing at a portable podium in front of their house, surrounded by stern-looking men and women in suits and uniforms, with a bouquet of microphones in front of their faces.

"They're holding a press conference, Baby," I whispered in his ear. My arms had gone around his slender, naked body. One hand fondled a nipple while the other slowly pumped his cock in a fist. I heard him sob when he saw his mother, and my cock twitched.

Almost time.

A glossy baritone voice droned in the background, informing us listeners that young Jeremy's shoes had been found on the bank of a swift-flowing river. The news anchor went on to describe the investigation into the boy's father, and the pictures they had found on his computer; pictures of children under the age of thirteen in sexual situations - and images of Jeremy himself.

The arrest of the father and the discovery of the shoes had been almost simultaneous, and investigators had easily - and incorrectly - come to the conclusion that fourteen year old Jeremy had drowned himself as the result of his father's sexual abuse.

No body had been found, the narrator said, but the current was strong....

I reached for the bottle of oil I had handy and used it to lube my eight and a half inch cock. I used the remaining oil to ram my fingers up Jeremy's ass while listening to the county sheriff describe the current state of the investigation.

Fortunately for me, the big, pot-bellied goof loved to hear himself orate, so I had plenty of time to align my big cock with young Jeremy's virgin asshole...

Wait.

"Are you a virgin, Jeremy?" I asked in his ear. He didn't reply. He was absorbed in the news conference.

"Hey," I said, grabbing his balls from behind to get his attention, "Has anyone ever fucked your ass?"

He moaned at the pain and shook his head. I chose to believe him, though in his state he could just as well have been lying.

So I took my hard cock and pressed it against his slick hole, pushing it in slowly as Jeremy gazed at the tear-streaked face of his mother.

It was beautiful. What a great way to totally demoralize a slave. How could he possibly deny to himself that I totally controlled him, fucking him while watching his mom on live TV.

The only way it could have been better is if we had been there in person.

Oh, well.

Jeremy gasped, and started crying, when my thick cock plunged into his anus. Good thing for him I had jammed all those fingers up his ass the day before, or it would have really hurt him.

It took some pushing and pulling, and I had to hold him around the waist with one arm to keep his thin body steady, but I managed to wedge all eight plus inches into his tight, hot ass.

I paused to enjoy the feel of the hot walls of his rectum, clutching my hard cock. He moaned and sobbed, and I put my lips to the side of his neck, kissing him lovingly while the big sheriff stepped away from the mikes and the lead detective on Jeremy's case came forward to describe the discovery of his shoes by the river bank.

"I put your shoes and socks there," I told him, sliding my cock from his ass and then pushing it back in deep. At the same time I returned my hand to his six inch erection, stroking it gently as I fucked him and he listened to the cop.

"I laid them near the water, and pressed my heels in the gravel leading to the river's edge."

The detective went on to explain that though they had not found a body, there had been no other sightings of the boy since his disappearance.

That was lucky for me. It's almost impossible these days to disappear without a video camera seeing you somewhere.

The park where I had first found him had no surveillance cameras. Jeremy must not have been to any stores with cameras either, after he ran away.

Lucky me.

I started fucking him faster. His ass was loosening up, and letting my cock in and out more easily.

The kid was a natural.

I wasn't hurting him that much, either. He was either lying about being a virgin, or had explored his own asshole with objects before.

At the moment, I didn't care. I was loving the feel of this fourteen year old's tight ass on my cock.

I could feel his erection oozing pre-cum on my hand, and knew he was close, too. Despite the horror and strangeness of his situation, his long-abused cock was ready to spurt. He'd been on edge for almost two days, after all.

Then his mother stepped up, and I knew I had to time this just right. She started talking, haltingly, about how much she did - and would - miss her boy. How she hadn't given up hope of finding him alive.

But the solemn faces behind her told a different story.

"They all think you're dead, Baby Boy," I said softly in his ear. I kissed his neck and fucked him, "They've stopped looking."

He sobbed and hung in his restraint while I used his body.

"You no longer exist," I told him, 'You're a non-person. I can do anything I want to you and no one will know, because you're already dead,"

His body shook, and his cock lurched as I pulled on it more insistently.

"You're all mine now," I said, pumping his ass faster as I felt my own orgasm building.

Jeremy hung his head. I didn't want that.

I took his hair in my free hand and pulled his head back so he had to look at the image of his mother.

"See?" I said, "See her? She's moving on with her life now," The pretty, puffy-eyed woman stepped back from the microphones, and the sheriff and the detective moved in to stand close to her, protectively.

"Those two are probably fucking her already," I told my captive. The though turned me on. I was so close.

"When the reporters leave, they'll take her in the house and have a quick threesome before the cops go home."

Jeremy sobbed, but I felt his cock harden a little.

"Maybe she'll have all the cops in for a gang bang!" I said.

I rammed my cock deep in his ass and came, jetting streams of hot cum into his bowels while pulling rapidly on his cock.

Jeremy gasped, and sobbed, and his cock shot thin ropes of semen out onto the foot of the bed and the carpeted floor in front of him.

We came at the same time, looking at his mother and her entourage.

It went perfectly.

I pulled on his cock, slowly, milking the last of his load from the softening shaft, and rubbed my slimy hand on his belly and chest.

"That was awesome, Baby," I murmured in his ear. I flicked my tongue in his ear and nibbled his earlobe. I felt his body shudder, and smiled.

"Mmmmm, you're all sweaty," I said, rubbing my hands up and down his slick skin from behind.

When I pulled my wilting cock from his ass, I dug my fingers into his sore asshole to gather some of my cum on them, then stuffed the slimy digits into his mouth.

Hanging limply in the ropes, my new slave sucked my fingers clean, without protest.

- - - - -

I left the naked slave alone for awhile, with his wrists tied together behind his back and a rope securing his neck to a bed post.

Before I left, I offered him a drink, and pissed in his mouth.

Now that I had broken him, I could begin his real training.

As I left the room and locked the door from the outside, I wondered if Jeremy's mother really was fucking those cops...