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Subject: The Taken Chapter 18 (m/t)(bd)(sm)(ws)(tort)
Date: Fri, 03 Jun 2005 20:50:38 +0000
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The Taken     Chapter Eighteen
written by the  SanibelBoys 

Tito had  reached the top of the staircase, when he stopped to regain his 
composure and  inner strength. He knew that his current state would be seen and 
translated by  the two slaves as one of anger and confusion. He slowed his 
breathing and  regained his normal attitude towards himself and the job he was 
assigned to  perform. He slowly made his way down the stairs, trying not to think 
of things  to come.

Justin and Jeremy  were still making 'small talk' and had even moved their 
bodies so each was  sitting next to each other, while resting their backs 
against the cool  wall.

Jeremy had done his best  to answer all of Justins' questions, although some 
of his answers were tainted a  little, giving Jeremy the 'upper hand' in this 
whole  scenario.

Wanting to test his  own manliness now, Jeremy took his left hand and began 
manipulating his own  cock; while slyly trying to convey a silent message to 
his own  brother.

After a short minute  Jeremy found the want, need and desire to speak. 
"Justin, are you forgetting  something? Are you not supposed to be better trained 
than  this?"

Justin was still  processing all of his own comments and questions, along 
with Jeremys' responses  to them. A light jab of Jeremys' elbow to Justins' 
ribcage brought Justin back  to the moment.

A glaring look  from Jeremy, as Jeremy lowered his head to eye his own cock 
and balls, and  Justin got the message loud and clear. For the first time, 
since their  abduction, Jeremy was exalting his authority over his  brother.

Justin moved away  from the wall, away from Jeremy. He turned around to face 
his brother and  without saying a word, assumed the 'presentation' position; 
his head, held just  above Jeremys' flaccid cock. 

As Jeremy began to unclamp his own piss plumbing, Justins' mouth encircled 
the  cock and was rapidly forced to swallow what seemed to be a river of acrid  
tasting urine.

Justin began to  feel alone now, abandoned by his own brother. Left to fend 
for himself, although  he would soon be wanting and praying for an end to this 
day.  

"Bro," Jeremy said, "your  mouth feels great when you do this. I hate having 
you do it, but you know that  we might still be on camera and they could also 
be listening to us. I don't want  to do this to you, but you know what they 
can and will do to us, to you, if we  don't follow all of our training 
techniques. Besides, you too know what it feels  like when my mouth is on your dick. It 
is great, is it  not?"

Silently Tito entered  the slave's room. He was greeted by a smile from 
Jeremy and the view of Justins'  hole glaringly staring him right in the face. Tito 
knew that perhaps this would  be a good time to put Justins' new enormously 
over-sized plug in and to  re-attach the slaves' tail.

Tito softly stroked the slaves butt with both hands. Then he ran his hands  
carefully down the back muscles of Justin. "Be still my dove. I have something  
which must be done now, and you know what it is. Stay as you are and I'll do 
it  as gently and as rapidly as I possibly  can."

Tito brought over a  rather large can of grease, and slowly began to put the 
white lube into Justin.  With each bit of grease, Tito was also getting a 
finger inside of the slave;  lightly tugging on the sides of the hole attempting 
to  loosen the muscles  a bit.

More and more grease was pushed into Justin. Justin could  easily feel his 
intestines stretch to accommodate the lube. Deeper and deeper  the lube was 
pushed inside him with each handful from Tito. Working now, the  ends of two 
fingers Tito swirled his hand  around and around applying a  steady yet strong 
pulling on Justins' hole muscles. Tito was now getting the  hole beyond its' last 
stretched position and knew that the best way to finish  the job was to insert 
the plug. He knew all to well that Justin would scream out  in excruciating 
pain when the plug was pushed in. His only wish at the moment  was that he 
would not tear anything to cause a showing of  blood.

The piss had long stopped entering his mouth, yet Justin  feared reprisal 
from Justin and/or Tito should he remove his mouth from the now  rigid, pulsing 
cock of his brother. Justin sort of knew the basics and wasn't  concerned about 
Jeremy being able to deposit his seed down the throat; as this  was near 
impractical let alone almost impossible.

The new butt plug  was really pretty, not to mention LARGE!  The plug was 
made out of  hardwood. The grain of the wood was very prominent and the whole 
plug glimmered,  even in the dull light of the room. If you had to estimate the 
width of the  plug, the best way to assume its' width would just be to look at 
the width of  the back of ones' hand. The plug was equipped with a large 
stainless steel ring  embedded into the base; apparently put there to attach the 
slaves  tail.

Tito held the plug up, just enough for Jeremy to see what was  in store for 
his brother. Jeremys' eyes almost popped out of his head when he  saw it. 
Fearing Justin might lurch forward Jeremy softly placed the palms his  hands on 
Justins' shoulders.

Titos' eyes could were welling up,  knowing all to well what was coming. He 
put a lot of grease from the tip of the  plug down to and including the small 
part just ahead of the  base.

Slowly, with slight pressure he began the plugs' journey into  the darkness 
of the slaves' body. Half way in, the plug and Titos' hand felt the  resistance 
of the slaves' ass muscles. A firmer grip and added pressure advanced  the 
plug in further, as Justin began to whimper out loud.

Jeremy  applied a tighter grip on his slave brothers' shoulders, while he 
looked into  the face of Tito, hoping to see any signs that all was going to be  
alright.

Tito leaned into Justin and quietly spoke to him, saying  to take a few deep 
breaths and exhale. 

On the third exhale,  Tito, with all his strength, rammed the plug home. 
Justin released Jeremys' cock  screaming as he began to fall forward, only to be 
stopped by the hands of  Jeremy. Tito could see the muscles spasm and violently 
twitch. Tito twisted the  plug in complete circles, assuring himself that the 
plug was properly secured.  Tito feeling the need to assure Justin, that all 
was over; leaned in a gave him  a small kiss right on the end of the slaves' 
tailbone. 

Jeremy  remained stoic and without showing any signs of emotions. Finally 
Jeremy pulled  the slaves head up and re-arranged his hands so that they were now 
behind  Justins' neck. Jeremy gave his slave brother a long compassionate 
kiss; one that  totally surprised Justin and their overseer. Once again, the 
actions by Jeremy  had caused a flood of different emotions for Justin. Who was 
Jeremy, what was  Jeremy? First he was demeaning to Justin then the next minute 
he was loving and  caring.

Tito swiftly attached the tail to the plug and with his  fingers did the best 
he could to get the tail hanging  straight.

Justin had, by now, reduced his screams to sobs and  tears. Justin had pulled 
himself away from the warm soft lips of Jeremy, and  without saying anything, 
once again consumed the rigid shaft into his  mouth.

The two workers appeared just as the majority of Jeremys'  cock vanished into 
Justin. They could not believe their own eyes at the sight of  the plug and 
tail.

Tito hurriedly had the two workers double check  each other to make sure they 
were clean and without stubbles on the recently  shaved regions. Once Tito 
knew that they were ready for their own physical  exams, he had them assist in 
getting the two slaves  ready.

Carefully and slowly the two workers backed Justin away from  Jeremy, 
allowing them to see Jeremys' erection slid out of the moist  mouth.

Jeremy remained still and silent; as he watches Justin get  readied for the 
nights activities. In the front of his mind he knew that this  night was going 
to be a living hell.

Justin had his wrist and ankle  cuffs put back on. Tito also emptied the 
slaves full bladder. The cockring and  the prince albert ring were put back on. 
Tito knew that there was no need to tie  and bind the slaves balls, for tonight 
the doctor would be needing to 'feel' the  life within them.

>From the cabinet, Tito brought out what looked  like a handful of leather 
straps with rings and buckles. After straightening out  the straps, it became 
clear what the leather was.

Tito slid the  larger leather opening over Justins' face and stopped when the 
strap passed  behind the slaves' head.Another leather strap was passed over 
the head until it  was on the top of his head, the next leather strap stopped 
on the slaves'  forehead. Tito adjusted and tightened the straps, firmly 
assuring that they  would not move. Two short straps were hanging from the strap on 
the forehead,  which for a moment Tito let dangle. The last full strap went 
under Justins'  mouth. Squeezing the sides of Justins' mouth, to get him to open 
up, Tito placed  a hard rubber, one inch diameter, rod against the back of 
Justins' lower jaw.  The dangling straps were attached to the ends of the rod, 
and Tito adjusted them  until the rod was pulling, without mercy, on Justins' 
jaw. In effect Justin was  now fitted with a harness/halter arrangement; 
something similar to that of a  horse.

Whimpers once again filled the air. Justin was struggling to  adjust himself 
with the new mouth bit. Jeremy looked on in total shock, as he  was now seeing 
something he had never seen before; nor could he have ever  imagined 
something like this ever existed. He moved swiftly from the wall,  towards his 
brother. Cupping Justins' face in his two hands, he slowly lifted it  up until their 
eyes met and locked on to one an other. From this angle, Jeremy  could see the 
anguish in Justins' facial expressions.

One of the  workers, looking at Tito asked, "Is this what all the talk had 
been about? You  know about this one being a 'philly', a mare, a she and her?" 
Tito remained  silent, not wanting to answer the question, but knowing the  
answer.

If you looked closely enough, one could see a little water  forming in 
Jeremys' eyes. All Jeremy could do was to try and comfort his  brother. The more 
Jeremy thought about this whole situation, they were in, the  more he was 
relatively thankful it was Justin, not he who was on the receiving  end. Jeremy 
leaned forward and tried kissing his brother on the lips, but the  bit was far from 
allowing Justins' lips from closing; until he got used to the  new harness.

Everyone's attention was now focused on Jeremy. The  workers attached his 
limb restraints, as Tito was attaching a long leather lead  to Justin and one on 
Jeremy.

After the leads were attached, Tito  once again paid a visit to the cabinet.

Strange looking, heavy  leather mitts were placed on the hands and feet of 
both slaves. Thusly  preventing the use of them, in a 'normal' fashion.

"Is it true,  Tito, what we've heard about this doctor?" Queried one of the 
workers. "Is it  true that he is a sadist and does awful things to people? 
We've heard he likes  to experiment and even torture some men. Hell, I've even 
heard that he has  totally transformed a man into an animal."

This brought about shock  and bewilderment to the two slaves. Tito once again 
chose not to answer the  question.

Tito commanded each of the workers to take a lead and  help the slaves into 
the elevator. 

Once again, frightened and  alone, the slaves waited for the elevator to 
raise them up to what was the  unknown, the unexpected, and the terrorizing and 
perhaps torturous  doctor.

The door opened and the two workers once again gained  control of the leather 
leads.

The two slaves followed, on their  hands and knees as normal. What they all 
saw was a brightly lit room, filled  with all kinds of items, the two tables, a 
large frame over each table with  ropes and chains hanging down. There was a 
pleasant odor in the room, apparently  coming from the multitude of lit 
candles; proudly displayed on pedestals through  out the entire room.

Leading the slaves closer to the area  surrounding the tables, were the other 
men awaiting their visit with the doctor.  They were totally naked, but not 
shaved.

The two males who were the  doctors' helpers were also present. They were 
totally naked.

Being  the first time that the two slaves laid eyes on the helpers, was 
startling. They  looked exactly as the slaves did, from what they could see. Not a 
hair on their  bodies, and a large ring surrounding each of their cocks. 
Something however soon  appeared to be grossly different between the four of them. 
The slaves knew well,  that they had their balls dangling down, trapped along 
with their cocks in the  heavy binding rings; BUT these two workers didn't 
have any balls. They had been  altered, like an animal.

Another big difference noticed was the  size of prince albert ring the two 
workers had. It was much larger than their  nipple rings. The rings had to have 
been at least three inches in diameter and  the ends linked by a stainless 
steel ball which had to be at least one and a  half inches in circumference. The 
thickness of the rings completed filled each  of the 'helpers' piss slits. It 
looked painful to the two slaves as their eyes  continued to survey the two 
workers.

Ray and Aldo were the first to  arrive in the 'great room'. Total silence 
preceded their entrance.
Both Aldo  and Ray inspected the two slaves, then moved about looking at all 
the  implements, set about the examining areas.

Ray returned to Tito and  roughly spoke to him, telling him how upset he was 
that Tito failed to prepare  the 'philly' properly. Tito scurried off, towards 
the slave's room and quickly  returned with another heavy leather item. Ray 
yanked it from Titos' hands and  began installing it on Justin.

When Ray was finished, Justin had a leather strap around his waist,  with 
another strap around his chest just beneath the nipples. Two straps running  down 
the back and two straps running up to the chest strap, left Justin cinched  
up fairly well. Rings had been placed in equally strategic places on each 
strap.  Two separate straps were used to connect the back straps to the neck strap 
on  Justins' head harness. Another two straps were used going from the chest 
straps  to the rings on either side of Justins' mouth. All the straps were then 
pulled  tight, adjusted and this left Justin no way to either lower his head 
or raise  it.

Apparently Jeremy was prepared to Rays' liking, as no  derogative comment was 
made.

Aldo was next to come forward and do a  rather casual inspection of the 
slaves. He was more interested in yanking and  tugging on the slave's dicks and 
squeezing their balls than anything. Whimpers  and groans accompanied each yank 
and squeeze of their  genitals.

Next to enter the 'great room' was the masters' wife,  followed by her two 
'attendants'. Attendants my ass. The old bitty used them for  everything she 
could conjure up, including those nasty sexual things that two  females do 
together. YUK!!!!!

The two female attendants took up  positions either side of a beautiful 
leather chair and ottoman. Apparently they  had no need to be with their lady while 
she approached the two  slaves.

Taking, first, a notice that the two males helping Tito  still had their 
shorts on, she bellowed like a cow in heat; commanding that the  shorts be removed 
at once.

Returning to the slaves, she glided her  hands down the smoothed heads and 
backs. As her hands were moving down the backs  of the two brothers, she raised 
her fingers, ever so slightly, and began  dragging those feminine fingernails 
along the ridges of their  backs.

"Just think how much sex these slaves are missing out on.  Instead of a fine 
lady such as me or my two attendants, these slaves are  destined for a life of 
serving all males sexually. But, my husband insists that  they will bring 
much profit to our family business, which I can't argue. They  will just allow me 
more trips down to RIO and all of the fine shops  there."

"I suppose this one (pointing to Justin) is the one who  every one refers to 
as the 'philly'. Well, I can see why. Look how much smaller  he is than the 
'colt'. From what I hear, it won't be long until they turn into  'mare and 
stallion', and I can't wait for that to happen. I'm sure that the  conversation I 
had with the doctor will also help these two a  lot."

Justin began to shake and shudder at hearing those words that  he had heard 
many times before; but now it seemed to be more 'real' than before.  Jeremy 
remained still, and silent; knowing that they had always referred to him  as the 
'colt' made him feel a lot better. Although he had feelings abound, he  
couldn't help but find relief in knowing that Justin was the 'philly'. He just  
hoped that what ever happened wouldn't be too traumatic on Justin. He had no  idea 
that he would be feeling and seeing a lot more than he could have ever  
imagined.

The group of men entered, who were to be examined by the  doctor. The last 
one in the line was holding a short length of rope; which had  the other end 
attached to the 'dormtoys' cock and  balls. 

Again came the order for the males to strip, which  they quickly did. The 
dormtoy was a mess, but clean. 

The room  didn't have any spectators tonight. Tonight was not the night for 
amusement, but  for serious physical and mental work. The workers lined up 
against the wall,  hands firmly grasped behind their backs, legs slightly spread.

The  two doctors' assistants noticed the unsightly hair surrounding the 
genital  regions of the males. They knew what their first task would be before the 
doctor  got around to the examinations. Staring at each other, knowing that a 
close  shave, with a straight razor, without lather would be a lesson that the 
workers  would never forget.

The sound of voices laughing, caught everyone  off guard. Entering the room 
was the doctor and the master of the slaves.

Heads bowed, silent silence, not even his wife moved to greet  him. Tito 
stood by his two charges, with a hand on each of their backs,  hopefully giving 
them a feeling of security. Ray and Aldo greeted their father  with a friendly 
hug, as the doctor was walking the line-up of workers, noting  such things as 
height, weight, skin condition and size of genitals. The look of  disgust was 
spread evenly across his face as he dare not touch those cocks and  balls all 
covered in hair.

The doctors other aid silently entered  the room, standing by one of the wall 
dividers. His presence was more noticed by  the two ball-less assistants than 
anybody else. You could not only see the  muscles bulging from his arms and 
legs, but you could almost smell the manliness  of his aura.

The doctor glanced at him and smiled his  approval to him as well.

Moving quickly, with an abundance of  eagerness, the doctor stood between the 
two exam tables. He viewed his patients  before him. He viewed his prey as 
well. His brain began to speed up, thinking of  all the possibilities which were 
available to him, for the owner, his wife and  sons.

if you would like to read other stories by the SanibelBoys go  to
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thanks,
marcus, trey and billy
 

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