Dirt

The Perfect Slaveboy

Chapters 8-11

Chapter 8

Chris rested there so engrossed in his own sexual arousal, that the only thoughts that he entertained concerned the specific feelings he was obtaining from his present bondage, and speculating on what else his master had in mind. His legs and feet were totally immobile in their quite stretched out position. The feeling, aside from the severe immobility inherent in their imprisonment, seemed to enhance the very feeling of sexual arousal he was obtaining from his well plugged anus and rectum, and the amazing feelings he was getting from his groin. The tight constrictions of his waist and its immobility of course added to this feeling. That part of this constriction was somewhat uncomfortable merely lent its own contribution to his overall feeling of surrender and arousal. And then he realized that a major portion adding to his arousal was the surrender of himself inherent in this situation. He felt that merely a light touch on his now rock hard penis and he would go over the edge of precipice higher than any other he'd ever been on. Even though his entrapped arms now kept his upper body relatively incapable of movement, he still had movement from his upper torso and head.

That was when his attention was brought to something his master was now holding up for his inspection. It was two halves of what was so obvious a complete face and head mask. He then remembered back to when his master had made an impression of his head and face and now realized that this face mask would no doubt be totally form-fitting. Both a horror, and yet a simultaneous fascination filled his thoughts. And then a different kind of thought filled his mind. That of his utter helplessness at being totally at his master's disposal. He even felt a new wave of pleasure reach out from his groin as his master fitted the front piece over his face. As the discommoded metal came toward his face he realized that one, it was lined with a padding that looked like leather and two, the only holes were two which would line up with his nostrils, and the large one to accommodate the now wide circle of his mouth, and its current gag. He sort of moaned in a strange delight of sexual stimulation as the mask made actual contact with his face. The feel of its smooth yet totally form-fitting closeness heightened his feeling of total surrender. Then the back piece was put in place and he could feel his shaven skull come in contact with the bucktoothed head encasement. All light had been blotted out and most sounds barely audible as he felt the two halves squeezing tightly onto his face and head. He could feel his rock hard penis bounce up and down in syncopation with the throbbing he felt from the blood making momentary flushed through his face and head. Then there was a momentary clicking sound as the two halves were pressed into place. This was when he realized that flanges from the two halves of the mask also partly overlapped his neck just above his heavy collar. His head was held onto his neck in near immobility. Chris moaned (silently) in a form of both fear and surrender.

Yi was quite pleased with his slave's reaction to the tightly fitting head and face encasement. He was actually expecting a final struggle as his boy realized the confining nature of the mask. But instead his boy's response was on of submission coupled with an enervation of his penis and testicles indicating quite a sexual response. He also noticed the twitching of the boy's penis and it continual dripping apercu. He also realized that the peak of the drugs coming from the boy's enhanced prostate and from the bacteria now encased in their ceramic homes within the boy's testicles had not even reached their peak output. This will eventually be one VERY horn slave boy if this early reaction is any indication.

And speaking of horny people, Yi was experiencing his own quite high arousal as he fitted the confining mask onto the face of his boy. After engaging the side clips joining the two halves, he then pushed the boy's head back onto the rigid metal frame fitting the five protruding blots into the aligning holes in the side flange that extended from the encasement. They fit perfectly. Yi then quickly attached and tightened the five nuts and with a tightening of a small wrench, his boy's head was now totally immobile. He could see some vibrations coming from the boy's throat and toyed with the idea of removing the mouth gag. But decided all in good time.

Attaching metal face mask. Water was next she inserted small straw into the boy's mouth via a hole in the front of the mouth plug. He squeezed slowly allowing his boy to swallow – a feat he had trouble doing.

Yi stepped back from his now totally mounted boy. The boy's penis was throbbing up and down to his heartbeat no doubt and the precum was now almost flowing in driblets. There was a small amount of movement still possible in the boy's upper chest and lungs but that was all. He smiled wondering about the boy's thoughts. He'd have to ask him later. But before he did anything else Yi decided to assuage his own mounting arousal. He brought over a stool, quickly stepped up, released the boy's covering plate and then mouth gag, and with a single massive thrust pushed his entire massive penis into the boy's mouth and throat. The tiny muscles and upper chest of his boy still permitted movement went into a 'fury' of restricted movement. Yi was intent on other things, however, as his own mounting orgasm filled his thoughts. This boy was TOTALLY HIS – his perfect slave boy. He forced quite a quantity of cum down his boy's throat as Yi came again in a majestic orgasm. As he leaned into his boy he had also come in contact with the boy's godlikeness. It too had erupted copiously as his own cum was spewing forth. The boy was still having weakened spasms of his dwindling orgasm as Yi pulled away from the frame. Yi cleaned up them both, reattached the boy's chastity tube, and sighed in an immense satisfaction. He also decided to use on his boy the new chastity attachment he had made as for next day's bondage session. It consisted of a thin but beveled rod that entered the boy's urethra together with a metal outer casement that would require a lot of determination on his part to so encase his boy's penis. It would allow the boy's penis to engorge to about half erection and then stop all other progress. His boy would become frustrated. Yi smiled in anticipation. He also reinserted the boy's mouth plug with its sealing cover plate. He could also note that the boy's breathing had almost returned to normal.

For now Yi wheeled his sightless boy over to his work station so that he could amuse himself while he did some necessary work on his latest product design. It was a new hormone that would keep someone, say a master's slave boy, at maximum arousal for hours at a time, without allowing orgasm. Since it was not fat based, it could be flushed from the subject's system quickly so that the effect need not be too long lasting if not warranted.

Yi stationed the boy in front of his computer station and then injected him with a mild and hopefully non-somniferous dose of muscle relaxant so his muscles would not cramp. He then turned on the electrical stimulating device in his boy's butt plug up to maximum. The boy twitched and moved to the full allowance of his confining frame – which wasn't very much. But those small movements delighted Yi since he knew just what his boy was experiencing. Yi then plugged into a receptacle on the bottom of the boy's plug a lead that was attached to a monitor that measured his boy's vital signs. Every time his boy was near an orgasm, the devices was shut off, and only resumed when it was deemed 'safe.' The boy was in for quite an afternoon. That night his boy would be more than ready for an intense session, and his newest instructions, in man/boy sex. And in totally submitting to and pleasing his master.

Over the next few weeks, Yi's objective was to gradually turn his slave's attention internally, toward his body, when not servicing his needs. Thus his slave's total dependence on Yi for food and drink, or even caress, or surcease of perceived bodily needs, the seemingly continuous need to urinate and defecate, and the need to get an erection constantly taking his concentration away from any other perceived needs. His bondage often included his mask eliminating his body senses of sight and sound. And it was Yi who provided all boy's now perceived needs.

At night his slave was freed from most of his bondage and restrictive devices. Usually by that time the boy was so consumed by unrequited lust that Yi had no trouble engaging the boy's full interest in stimulating them both to numerous orgasms. The boy was responding well. He seemed truly responsive to his ever increasing times in extreme bondage. The boy was a natural submissive and welcomed most of what Yi was able to devise.

But when Yi was necessarily engrossed in other labors so that his boy had to be disengaged from continuous attention, and the time frame precluded extreme bondage, Yi allowed some freedom for his boy to move about and engage his interest elsewhere. During these periods, he still required his boy to have his hands and arms restricted either to his sides or folded behind the small of his back in and in some form of bondage. Also his slave boy was never without some kind of hobble restricting his leg movement. Frequently, at these times, the boy was also forced to wear the cruel ring with spikes dangling either from the triple rings of the device holding his hands, or, when his arms had been fixed in some other way, a different single ring with spikes was dangled from a new hole that Yi had permanently installed in the base of his penis between his testicles and butt hole. One of Yi favorite methods of restraining his boy's hands and arms was to attach a simple bar in the shape of a walking cane. The curved end, ending in a severe butt plug, was forced into the boy's rectum while the upper end was rigidly attached to a ring at the back of the boy's permanent collar. Then a simple double cuff held the boy's crossed arms in place. Simple but effective. The boy was NEVER allowed the normal use of his hands except at night when engaged in using them to give pleasure to his master. Of course, his slave boy was never without some plug in his butt or without some gag in his mouth during these times.

There was also the matter of the boy's penis and testicles. There were only two times when these were allowed any freedom. One was when the boy was in total or at least restrictive enough bondage, where the boy could in no way effect any sensation to his genitals, were they without some kind of chastity covering or device. The second time was when Yi and his boy were freely engaging in sex during bed time. And even here Yi demanded, and through the judicious administering of 'reminders' succeeded in his obtaining his boy's compliance, that ONLY Yi would ever stimulate the boy's genitals to orgasm.

Even at night, sometimes Yi experimented with some bondage apparatuses. One such device was quite simple. It consisted of a padded bar running the length of the bed. At both ends were cuffs which were attached to the boy's wrist and ankle pulling the boy taught. In addition there were other straps that could be attached to the boy at his upper thigh, waist, or shoulders as needed or desired at the time. And at no time was his boy ever completely free, even at night. At the very minimum either his ankle, wrist, or neck collar, was attached to some kind of restraining strap or chain whose other end was securely anchored. The boy's perception was of continuous inability to be anywhere except wherever his master wanted him to be.

In similar fashion, the boy was totally at the mercy of his master for relieving all of his normal bodily needs or functions. Eating, drinking, urinating, and even defecating was solely at Yi's behest, and under Yi's control.

This manor of total subjection to the will of his master soon formed the totality of Chris's life. At first the situations was so new and so filled with distraction and the fulfillment of perceived needs, especially sexual ones, weeks had finally passed before Chris had finally had both the opportunity and the occasion to think more deeply into his situation of his total enslavement. This moment occurred during one of the times when Yi had permitted Chris some freedom to move about albeit on a long chain attached to his permanent collar and in turn to a ring embedded into the outside of the lab building. It was one of the rare times that Chris had actually been outside during the few months that he had been Yi's slave.

Chris had been marveling at the storm clouds moving toward the island and the unusual wave action currently pounding the beach some hundred and fifty yards below. And suddenly Chris entertained a thought about the totality his enslavement. However, THIS thought was not unusual. What was unusual, at least since his enslavement, was his sudden realization that this was what he had to look forward to FOREVER! And he realized that it was NOT ENOUGH! He looked down at himself and for the first time in days he not only took note of his restricting devices, but the thought came without its ever present and over-riding sexual content. And what he also saw was his nudity. And he was so overwhelmed by the thought that he had not thought about this for days. Not in this way. Not in a way that he was so suddenly conscious of being 'naked' for all to see. Sure, he had been frequently aware of his nude state so frequently over the past months, but this was subtly different. This was the kind of thought you entertained when you say were on a beach and a friend had snuck up on you and pulled down your trunks in front of everyone else to see. And even though there was not another person within perhaps 10 miles, Chris suddenly FELT NAKED! And with that his brain became conscious of all kinds of other thoughts that he had almost deliberately not allowed himself to entertain for quite some time. He suddenly became aware of how Yi had so manipulated his sexual desires, not to mention everything else about him that was under Yi's strict control. And for the first time in literally months, Chris felt emotions so strong and so in variance with those that had held him in their grip, that he became aware that he NEEDED MORE in his life.

Chris looked down at the restrictive attachments to his body that were usually encompassing him in his ever present thoughts of sexual arousal and need. His ankles were hobbled by ankle cuffs and a short chain. This chain in turn was connected by another to the ring with its spikes that was suspended from the flesh at the base of his penis. His arms were held in the small of his back by cuffs attached to a bar which was in turn ran from his butt plug stimulating his butt hole and prostate, to its attachment at the backaches EVER PRESENT COLLAR. The collar that had become the paramount and permanent symbol of his enslavement. And of course there was the ever present mouth gag though this time it was a relatively easy one that was attached to a soft mouth covering which in turn was strapped around his head. He had become quite accustomed to both plug and gag. And even to the chastity device that adored his penis and testicles. This again was one of less severity consisting of merely a round globe tightly encasing his penis and testicles. And thinking back on the past few months, he realized that he had ENJOYED his slavery, his bondage, his amazing sessions of sex. He also realized that Yi was totally correct. He was almost a 'natural' slave. He even had formed some kind of weird attachment to his master that was almost akin to caring and maybe even a type of loving concern. And he WANTED his life to continue this way. BUT, he also realized that it was not quite enough. He needed MORE. But again it took Chris a while to untangle his now quite emotional thought processes to understand just what he needed. And it was quite simple. He was not enough a part of his master's life. And Chris made one additional amazing realization. He wanted to STAY Yi's slave-boy. He just needed that something more. Perhaps Yi would listen to him tonight after being satiated by their lovemaking. Chris would have to decide.

Yi realized that something was not quite right. About an hour before their usual 'bed-time' Yi had subjected his boy to what, over the past several weeks, had become a usual part of their 'routine.' Yi found himself exceedingly aroused when he subjected his boy to some quite extreme bondage situations. And he was glad to note that his boy responded with as much sexual arousal as he did. Even those times when his boy 'fought' his restraints, Yi could tell that that a singular portion of the boy's anatomy still attested to the fact that his boy 'liked' what was happening. Of course what Yi had planned for this evening would be something a bit more out of the ordinary.

Yi had been in an ebullient mood since finishing up in his lab. An extremely difficult project finally had a breakthrough. A new chemical hormone that simulated testosterone in its ability to induce long term increase in libido had been successfully produced by his genetic engineering of some bacteria. Yet it had a major advantage in that it was not fat based and thus was quickly flushed from a person's system. As soon as he was able to produce a significant enough supply he would test it out on his slave boy. Yi fantasized about his boy being forever (or at least during long segments of time) being so sexually aroused, that his entire attention would be devoted to his sexual pleasure. Soon after one orgasm he would find himself in serious NEED of the next. Yi smiled as he fantasized about watching his boy in various restraints begging for sexual release that only Yi would provide.

Well, Yi had been so engrossed within his lab that he had entirely forgotten that he had allowed his boy a couple hours outdoors. Previously he had decided that for that afternoon he needed NO distraction from his labors so that his usual arrangement of putting his boy into some form of rigid restraint, and positioning him in the lab where he could periodically look up and see his slave totally under his control, had not been done. Instead Yi had allowed his slave a couple hours 'on his own' just outside on the long veranda. So Yi went out to the veranda, unlocked his boy from the stanchion, attached his leash, and brought him inside to the room that contained his most severe 'apparatuses' of bondage. Yi had given it some thought and decided earlier that his boy had had it too 'easy' lately. Yi smiled as he thought about the beautiful moans and even screams that he would soon be eliciting from his boy.

Yi quickly removed all of the boy's restrictions. Even his mouth gag, butt plug, and chastity device. Chris realized that something different was up since this was quite unusual. As per his usual training Chris ask for permission before asking a question.

"Master, may this slave speak?"

Yi was actually delighted in engaging his boy in conversation at this moment. And so that he could better understand his boy's words, he put the simplest of mouth pieces into his boy's mouth.

"There boy, and yes you may speak."

"Master, this slave was wondering what you intended. What are your plans for this slave?"

Yi of course did not realize that Chris was speaking of Yi long range plans. Thus he merely started describing what he intended to do to his boy at that moment. Unfortunately for Chris, he had been so used to completely deferring to his master at all times, that he momentarily gave up on his intention to solicit Yi's long range plans for him. Chris was also getting so sexually aroused anticipating his 'immediate' future, that his 'long term' future he'd worry about later.

"Boy, I just obtained a new body suit for you. I thought it was time for you to try it on."

Again Chris was so trained in being completely passive, that he merely lay there, atop the padded table, as Yi left to fetch the new 'suit.' Chris really liked the sex-feelings he derived from times of complete body encasement and was secretly thrilled as he fantasized about his 'new suit.' Yi came back with what appeared to be a normal leather body suit with all its usual straps and tightening devices. The only thing that puzzled Chris as his master started putting him into the thing was its unusual thickness. Chris decided that this was probably do to the way this particular 'suit' or body-bag ensured the person inside, as little movement as possible.

"Ok boy, the first thing we need to do is insert this new plug."

What Yi showed his boy appeared to be a rather long but slender plug which Chris thought he could easily accommodate. In fact he felt slightly disappointed. He sort of like those times when he had been forced to take a plug much bigger, or of such weird configuration, that he was 'challenged.' This one was inserted with little difficulty in spite of its length of about one foot [30 cm]. But then Yi hit a control and Chris yelped as two different parts of its base – both outside his rectum, and inside his rectum, flared outward making itself impossible for easy removal. Chris felt his sphincters trapped now between two very large sized 'bulbs.'

Yi was delighted this boy's reaction.

"I thought that would surprise you. And to think the best is yet to come."

Chris wondered, not a little fearfully, what this 'best … yet to come' might entail. Of course, this very consideration stimulated his penis to a greater rigidity. The body suit itself seemed anticlimactic. Chris had experienced similar ones of varying inflexibility over the course of the past months. This one seemed pretty average though much thicker and heavier that the others. Yi laid out the bag on top of the table and then easily lifted his boy on top. The boy experienced his usual sexual thrill as Yi started actually putting his various body parts into their confinement. First his right leg was positioned and Chris was a bit surprised when that portion of the bag was wrapped over the top of his leg, and with a series of miniature straps, it was confined tightly to its own long chamber. The same was done to his left leg and it was then Chris realized that the bottom of the suit was connected so that his legs were forced tightly parallel to each other. In fact, after his left leg was ensconced, a second series of straps forced his two legs tightly together. So much so that very little movement was left to them. As strap after strap was tightened Chris felt the increasing thrill of his bondage. What Chris also realized was that the very thickness of the bag made any movement of his legs very difficult. Next the bag was wrapped around Chris' upper torso and butt. This necessitated the base of his butt plug being forced into a small round hole where it was anchored into place. Chris was then aware that this particular 'suit' had been contoured specifically to the shape of his body as a part of the suit was now riding tightly into his ass crack. It felt good.

The top part of the bag had three sections. One for his torso and two smaller segments that would encase his arms separately. Chris reveled in the feeling as the sides of the bag were wrapped up along his sides and another part of the bag was situated beneath his shoulders, neck and head. The part under his head felt much more rigid and seemed to be a half shell cupping the back of his shaven head. He again felt the thrill as his master wrapped the flanges of the bag up over his sides and over his hips, stomach and chest. Again the bag seemed quite form fitting, especially now as his master tightened the numerous straps. There were even several straps that were positioned at an angle to make sure that his body was completely immobile. Next came the quite heavy portions that wrapped around the top of his shoulders and were strapped quite tightly compacting his body now in an up-and-down direction. After that part was done Chris could see his penis and testicles protruding from a small hole provided for their egress. And the thickness of their 'hole' made sure his testicles were riding high and his penis remained rigid. As if that were necessary.

Yi was quite pleased at his boy's reaction. His boy had gone completely passive as he started trussing him into this unique bag. He could not wait until his boy discovered some of its unusual properties. Yi own penis was rampantly hard and he contemplated using his boy's mouth very shortly. After all the boy's mouth's main purpose was to accept Yi monster penis. Yi then placed his boy's left arm into the sleeve designed specifically for it. Even his slave's individual fingers fit into their separate slots. Then Yi tightened up all the straps that entrapped his boy's arm. Most of the bottom portion and that part of the sleeve holding the boy's hand was already a part of the bag itself. Now as he tightened the straps that fastened the top portion his arm tightly to his torso, very little movement in any direction would be allowed. His slave's right arm followed suit.

Chris was amazed at how this body bag seemed to be different from those others his master had used in the past. He could feel almost every portion of his body in tight contact with the skin of this 'suit.' Then his master positioned his head into a relatively rigid bottom half of its shell and brought into his sight the upper half which seemed to have openings for his nostrils and a large one for his mouth. That was all. He was so aroused, and had come so far in trusting his master, that he was not at all fearful of the unusual head portion of the 'suit. After all, his master had put his head and face into rigid confinement before. But he wondered as his master started fitting small tubes into his nostrils and partway into his throat. His throat plug stayed in place. Apparently his master wanted him to keep his ability to speak. He even remained passive as the completely rigid and thickened flange of the mouth piece was forced into his now wide open mouth. Over the past couple of months Chris had gotten quite used to the extreme wide set in which his mouth was forced.

Yi smiled as he forced his boy's mouth widely over the flange of the upper part the head enclosure. He was also intent on allowing his boy to retain the ability to make vocal sounds – as in moaning, yelling, shouting, and even screaming. After affixing the top of the head enclosure, Yi then proceeded to that part of his boy's anatomy which still lay unenclosed – his extremely hard, dripping penis, and tightened testicles. Yi carefully lubed up a special sound which he now inserted into his boy's penis. It was hollow to allow discharge and was also equipped with special 'bulb' which when the piece was inserted far enough, and the 'bulb' expanded, the sound could not be forced out.

Chris moaned with the sudden surprise of his invaded penis slit and urethra. Though not the first time his master had done something like this to him, it was a bit unusual. Especially something of the apparent diameter that this thing obviously had. Chris could not help but moan and even shout as there was more discomfort than with his master's usual 'devices.' And then he yelled quite loudly in the shock and surprise as something deep within his penis was expanded to very widely. This kind of thing he had never before experienced. And when the shock and small pain subsided Chris found himself so aroused that he believed that just one more touch of his beleaguered penis would put him over the edge.

Yi could see the boy's testicles contract even further and realized that he had to be careful with his next step so not to push his boy over the top prematurely. Before encasing the boy's penis and testicles within the specially prepared sheath and ball-bag, Yi sprayed something at the boy's nose. His penis partly deflated and Yi was easily able to slide the thick sheath over the boy's penis. This he twisted a bit and could feel the mechanism engage which held it fast to the bag. He then forced the boy's testicles into a thick pouch which was then attached in a similar manner to the penis tube. His boy was ready. Yi's anticipation was so acute that he was discharging pre-cum at quite a rate himself. He also anticipated not only his boy's reactions but the plunging of his own engorged member into his boy's mouth and down his now educated throat.

Chris was dismayed when Yi made him inhale that stuff which caused his penis to partly deflate. But as he felt his penis and then testicles being also encased, his libido returned with even greater force. He could not stop moaning and gently rock in his body suit. He wondered what was next.

Yi delight in hearing the higher pitched moans escaping his boy's mouth. Soon his boy would be doing so much more. But to insure that his boy could not rock himself off the table with the violent contortions which he anticipated in spite of the partial rigidity of the body-bag, Yi attached anchoring straps to the top bottom, and two sides. But he made sure he still had access to the boy's mouth because he fully intended to ram his penis down his boy's throat at the height of his boy's 'torment.'

Yi then attached the appropriate cables to the base of the suit, and the ones to the boy's butt plug and penis sound. And then touched the remote.

Chapter 9

Yi was getting fantastically aroused as his boy underwent his new form of electrical therapy. This session Yi had planned for 15 minutes before the electrical stimulation reverted back to minor 'touches' including the boy's penis and rectum. Yi was wondering what his boy was feeling as the electrical jolts continued and became ever more intense. Eventually, after about 12 minutes the boy seemed to just collapse and moan loudly. His body then just seemed to jump a bit every time a good jolt hit his genitals and rectum. Yi decided to speed things up and hit the remote again. The apparatus jumped to the last portion of the program. The boy started moaning even louder. And his penis started its own twitching.

Yi held off no more. He straddled his boy's slightly twitching chest, grabbed hold of the leather 'handles' attached to the head piece of the boy's body bag, and plunged his engorged penis into his boy's widely opened mouth. There was quite a bit of drool which helped lubricate the boy's mouth and throat as Yi buried the entire 10 inches [25 cm] into his throat. Through a small opening in the suit Yi pulled out his boy's throat plug, not wanting the boy to smother just in case the nostril tubes proved inadequate. He was driven quite 'wild' himself as he could feel his boy move to the 'touch' of his 'suit.' In a few short minutes, even trying to hold back, Yi deposited stream after stream of cum down his boy's spasming throat.

Several minutes later, as Yi started coming back from his intense orgasm he became aware that something during the past several minutes, his own boy had also come. There was an amazing amount of the boy's ejaculate covering the outside of his 'suit' even if it did not contain any sperm. But the watery stuff was in a quantity that seemed impossible. Yi also realized that at long last, the boy had stopped moving and jut lay there breathing heavily. Yi put in the boy's throat plug and was immediately conscious of his boy nearly convulsive moans. With a bit of anxiety Yi looked quickly at the monitor in spite of that fact that if his boy had been in real physical difficulty, a tone would have rung and the program would have ended immediately. Though his vital signs were quite elevated, there was no danger. Yi was relieved. He could no longer imagine a future without his precious 'perfect slave boy.'

Chris realized that he must have not blacked out exactly but sort of became 'disconnected from' his body. And after recovering from possibly the most intense orgasm of his young life, he started wondering if all the agony before it came on had been 'worth it." SHIT! What the hell had Yi done to him? For the first time in literally weeks, Chris had thought of his master as 'Yi' rather than his 'master.' Chris tried to make some sort of coherency from his tangled thoughts. This was the first time that his master had deliberately 'tortured' him. And he had a LOT of trouble fitting that in with his 'image' of his 'master,' whom Chris had actually come to 'trust.' Though some of the most severe bondage situations had involved a certain amount of discomfort, and even occasionally pain, Chris could not remember any moment where his master had deliberately caused him pain. Sure, 'torture' by denying him sexual release at times, but not 'pain torture.'

But thinking back on the entire experience Chris had to admit that after the worst was over, he had probably been more sexually aroused than ever before in his entire life. And considering what Yi had been subjecting him to, and the drugs Yi had occasionally pumped into him, that was saying something. That butt plug together with the teasing of his penis late in the session had held him on the 'brink' for what seemed like ages. He SOOOOO wanted to come. He NEEDED to come, and when Yi had pushed his own penis into him he was put over the edge. He liked the idea of being so helpless, so used, so at his master's 'mercy.' He ENJOYED servicing his master this way. And the waves of sexual intensity were even joined with a realization that he was glad he could also provide for his master's 'release.' He was surprised, now that he thought about it, that at some level he had a great caring for his master. Sure he was aware of this before, but now it seemed so intensified. Maybe it was because of the amazing 'intensity' of the past hour or so.

Although Chris was not consciously aware of it, there was a duality within him that was at a sort of subconscious war. Part of him wanted what was happening, and another more rational part of his mind understood the innate cruelty and selfishness of his master and maintained a certain mental resistance. This was the part of him that started to fear this sudden new twist to Yi's agenda for his slave. This was the part that feared what more 'torture' was in store. It was also the part of his mind that had so recently come to understand that a part of him needed to be more Yi's slave 'boy,' rather than merely Yi's slave 'toy.' This was quite a distinction in the boy's more rational thought process that Yi was trying so whole heartedly to extinguish. And Yi's plan had even been quite successful up to a point. For quite long stretches at a time, Chris was quite content to be his master's play thing. To be his total SLAVE. But he was still having moments when he couldn't quite commit himself so totally to his master's agenda. And it was his previous recent realization that he needed to be a more 'real' part of his master's life, coupled with the extreme 'violence' of his last bondage session, finally gave Chris the resolve to 'confront' his master at the next opportunity. A part of his mind rationalized that Yi would be better served by a slave that was content, than one that wasn't.

Chris was finally removed from his body-bag, and brought over to the shower area were his master so solicitously cleaned him and attended to his other physical needs. Of course his body was now playing traitor again and he responded with a renewed sexual arousal as his master opened the mechanical valve to drain his bladder, re-cleaned his bowel with a soothing enema, and attached the feeding attachment to the reinstalled severely imposing mouth gag – the one that included attachments keeping his lips and tongue in secure stricture. Chris had come to even enjoy such physical controls. They seemed to imply his master's care for him. And besides, they were quite sexually stimulating to a boy whose submissive and even natural bent for sexual enslavement had been deliberately cultivated. The powerful effect of the hormones surging through his system from his 'enhanced' testicles and prostate also helped to insure his continued 'cooperation.'

However, this night it would not quite be enough to keep Yi's slave from voicing a 'concern.'

The sex session Yi had just had with his 'perfect slave' was intense and as fulfilling as ever. However, it was after the swell of pleasure had finally ebbed away into the usual comfortable and extremely sensually satisfying entwining of his body with that of his slave boy when Yi sensed that something about his boy was subtly different. And Yi then did something that was not usually a part of his nature. He decided to actually ask his boy if he had a 'problem.' The consequences of this question would be extreme and far reaching – and would eventually lead to quite a surprising change in Chris' life – but a change neither could have anticipated. Neither Yi, nor especially Chris, would understand its far reaching consequences for more than a year in the future.

Yi was a bit stunned and then mildly angry when his 'perfect slave boy' had indicated that things perhaps not quite 'perfect' after all. Yi's anger, however, was not directed at his boy at all, but internally. Somehow he had not quite yet succeeded in his overall master plan. He needed to do several things. He needed to contemplate everything his boy has said and to decide if it may even be possible to give the boy his wishes. Of course no sooner had this thought come to Yi, he wanted to dismiss it out of hand. After all, just who here was the master? And months earlier he would have done just that. But now even Yi had to admit to himself that his boy, against his own designs, had become just a bit more to him that a sexual outlet. But at the same time he also had to wonder if giving in to the boy now, even on this one issue would not start to undermine all of his other goals and plans –and the 'training' and manipulation already advanced. He decided to think on that later.

Right now he had a recalcitrant boy to deal with.

"Boy, don't worry about what you don't have, concentrate on what you DO have. Remember that all things begin and ends with your master. We can be very good together. Just let it happen."

"Yes master." Chris was so used to immediate surrender over the past several months that this was his first 'natural' reply.

"Remember, you decide nothing. You are the slave. I decide when you eat, when you drink, when you pee, and when you empty your bowels. And none of those things you will ever be able to do for yourself. Your total existence depends on me."

"Yes master." And Chris had to admit that these controls imposed on his somehow 'felt right.'

Yi, encouraged by his boy's immediate responses, advanced his agenda.

"Boy, I want you to plead with me to put you into permanent bondage."

"Master, I'm not sure what that means."

"Well, boy, it means that except for when you are being switched from one bondage situation to another, it means you will ALWAYS be in bondage. It means that you have now freely give your entire self into my full and complete possession. It means that you will live the remainder of your life dedicated to my sexual fulfillment by giving up you body to me. It means that you will become my perfect slave boy."

The boy paled at the implication. NEVER to be allowed to move on his own. NEVER to be able to do ANYTHING except be on display and in use his master. As much as he was thrilled by the sex and the bondage, he needed more. He quaked at the thought. His mind rebelled. No, he could never agree to anything like that in spite of how he so enjoyed individual bondage situations.

"Master, I will be a good boy, and I will serve you as your slave, but you said that a happy slave serves better. And I can't be happy this way. I need more. I have nothing else to do nor any one to do it with."

The next day Yi had been thinking about what his boy had said the previous night and was not particularly happy. His plan so far has not yielded the perfect slave boy. Perhaps his boy needed more coercion; perhaps more training. He was wondering if he could try something he'd had in mind for quite sometime but realized that it could be catastrophic for his boy. But perhaps he could use it as a threat. But it had to be a real threat. There was another way he then realized. His boy had once mentioned having a gay friend. If he could even just get a name.

It was during their next bondage session the very next day when Yi again engaged his boy in discussion. He had described in detail his 'slave's role.' And he had finally dredged out of his boy the name of the 'friend' he had left behind.

"Boy, you must recognize that your life is here with your master. There is nothing else. You must forget your family, your friends, even your special friend."

"Yes master. But it is difficult. Especially Brian who I think I was falling in love with. How can I forget that?"

"Because you are nothing now but my special slave boy. You must

submit boy."

"Master, you want me to submit to everything and I can't." Chris couldn't stop his tears. His grief was palpable. He tried. He really did but it's not enough."

"Boy, you do not understand. I already have everything I want from you. (A lie but a necessary one). You must submit for YOURSELF. Not until you completely submit to me will be able to be completely happy."

Yi realized that any further conversation would be fruitless. More coercion was necessary. But he did obtain a name. And was devising a bold new plan. A plan that had two prongs. One involved making his slave boy more constantly aware of his sexual arousal and need of sexual release. To force his boy to concentrate on only his physical and sexual imperatives. The second involved a new idea. He had one final strong means of forcing physical control but he had been reluctant to use it on his boy. It was too risky. But he was momentarily inspired. He did not have torsion his slave boy.

And Yi eventually devised and developed specifics of his new plan. Even if its fruition was months away.

Dr. Yi made a call.

"Dr. Yi, it is so good to hear from you after all this time. How has that boy worked out for you? Is he able to fulfill your needs?"

"Mr. Dubrandt, my boy is all I could possibly have expected. But I was wondering if your organization would be equipped to do one more thing for me. Of course you know I do not quibble over cost. But I was wondering if you could find another boy for me."

"Dr. Yi, of course. Just fax exactly what you want, and we will find the right boy."

"Well, this time I am interested in one specific boy. He was a very close friend of the boy you obtained for me a few months ago. But the only information I have is that his name is Brian, and that he is gay. I was hoping that might possibly be enough."

"Well Dr. Yi, normally we would not work that way, but for you we will undertake to locate this boy. Do you want him sent to you?"

"Definitely. Exactly what I will do with him will depend on other factors. But yes I want this boy. I would also like as much information as you can get and of course his photo – naked if possible – when you have him. But be careful, I do not want even a suspicion about what may have happened to this boy other than that he turns up missing."

"We will see what we can do. I will get back as soon as possible."

It was just two days later when Yi got a call from Dubrandt. A digital photo of a naked boy, about 5' 5" [1.65 m] and perhaps 135 pounds [61 kg] was also sent. Somewhat small and thin for his age of 15, but not overly so. The boy had been difficult to find since he had been a run away for the past couple of months. But one of Kenny's men had gotten a little lucky. Armed with a recent photo, he had worked the main area in the city where boys, like Brian, picked up tricks. And since Yi didn't care how the boy was processed, Brian was prepared for the crate while sedated. He was not awakened until the last stage where the mouth piece was fitted into his mouth. To say that he was startled when he found out what was happening to him was a drastic understatement.

Half angry, and half crying Brian cried out: "What the fuck's happening? What are you doing to me?"

Mr. Kerry, the head of Dubrandt's East Coast operations, was overseeing this special shipment himself. And he had some interesting instructions from Yi via Dubrandt.

"Boy, all you need to know is this." He held up a photo of Brian's friend Chris taken before he had been abducted. "Do you remember your friend?"

Recognition was immediate and then consternation came right on its heels. Brian was smart enough to realize that these people were also the ones who had taken Chris.

"Where is he? What did you fuckers do to him?"

"Chris is doing well, Brian. Very well. In fact you wanted to know where he is. Well you are going to find out."

And Kerry smiled as he saw the boy's reaction as full comprehension hit.

"Nooooooooooo!"

Chapter 10

"NO! NO! You can't do this to me."

Kenny never listened to the rest of what Brian was trying to say. It took some "persuasion," but Kenny got Brian eventually in the frame of mind to listen to instructions. The same that were given to Chris months ago. He merely jammed a small electric prod type device against the part of the boy's neck still exposed. The reaction was immediate. Brian screamed. And got the message.

"Going to stop fussing boy? There's quite a lot of charge left." (A slight lie).

A now tearful Brian sort of moaned a yeah.

"Good." And Kenny again tried with the mouth piece. Brian acquiesced. Kenny explained the procedure in obtaining liquid and nourishment. And explained that it would take 2½ days to make the entire trip and not to worry, his friend Chris made the same trip months ago.

Ashe was completing the crating process with the help of the truck driver and an assistant, Kenny wondered just what Yi had in store for the young boy. His concern only lasted only until the top of the crate was put in place. The usual sealing foam was next and then the crate was on its long way.

Halfway around the world, Yi was looking at Brian's photos and was very pleased. Brian was quite a striking youngster although definitely several couple years past puberty. A little old physically for Yi usual preference, however, he was definitely still more a boy than a man in his physique and his musculature. And quite a striking one at that. And Yi was delighted by his being quite black. Yi hoped that the boy's blood test came back all negative. He had never had the pleasure of bedding a back boy. The more he looked at the boy's photo, the more he wanted this boy. But even that didn't matter especially since Yi's major plan for the boy was quite another matter. With Brian in his control, Yi could devise new strategies in obtaining the full capitulation of his 'perfect slave boy.'

While prong one of Yi's two prong plan was started on its way to his island, Yi was concocting the second prong of his attack. It consisted of some rather subtle but quite effective series of chemical inducements to help insure his slave's continuous and elevated libido. Yi had to be careful so as not to stimulate the boy's glandular system too much. He still wanted a boy – not a sexual automaton. The continuing series of chemical inducers would vary both in content and in amount so that his boy would neither get physically habituated nor in complete sexual frenzy. But Yi definitely wanted to make it much more difficult for his slave boy to ever stop thinking about his 'sexual equipment' and his oscillating need for frequent orgasm.

A couple days later Yi decided to add some measure of added coercion into the equation. Of course what he had in mind coincided with the arrival of Chris' friend, Brian, and Yi needed to be able to direct his attention solely to him for a few days. Hence this 'punishment coercion' episode was more fabricated than necessary. It would be fun nonetheless.

Yi now prepare his boy for his 'punishment' for his inability to make a total commitment. Strangely it never occurred to Chris to actually LIE to his master concerning this question. Or any other for that matter. Chris had been so conditioned to submission and obeying his master over the last few months that lying did not occur to him in this matter.

"Boy, I decided that you need a small lesson. You know that I control every aspect of your existence. You have only the choice of freely submitting. Your part is easy. You just allow me to do whatever I want. It is so simple. And for your reward I allow you to enjoy our sessions every bit as much as I do. But you insist in rebuffing my generosity. So much for trying to be kind. Let me show you something."

Of course the boy had no choice. He followed his master meekly on his leash. He was in one of his master's favorite loose confinements. Chastity belt, with the triple ring system and elbow restraints keeping his arms at his side. Severe mouth gag – the one with the 8 metal pegs sticking through his lips. The boy had not been allowed to feed himself all week. Instead all his meals have been force fed through this unique gag. The boy felt especially vulnerable, with not having the slightest control over any of his bodily functions. And with the butt plug in place ALL the time, he constantly felt in need of taking a dump and to pee. A small chain joined his ankle cuffs, forcing him to take small steps as he meekly followed his master. Strangely, he felt more excited than fearful as he followed where his master led. He also thought it strange as he thought about it, that his master never showed any anger at him, even when he disobeyed. Of course he tried to keep that to an absolute minimum. He really did not like pain.

Chris was brought into a room he'd never seen before. It was rather small, about 8 feet [2½ m] square with no windows. In the middle of the room was a small hole about 3 feet by 4 feet [90 x 120 cm]. And he could not see any bottom so it must have been fairly deep. He could not fathom its purpose.

"You see that hole there boy?"

"Yes master."

"Well, it's about 10 feet [3 m] deep. Though the bottom is well padded and insulated, it is totally featureless except for an automatic feeder and a tube to connect with your bladder valve. I will give you one last chance to

submit totally and willingly be put into permanent bondage."

The boy was suddenly fearful. Was his master threatening to just leave him in this hole? He started shaking his head. And the rest of him was shaking from a sudden fear. His master then pulled out his gag plug, detached his tongue from the internal pin, removed the curved bars from the pegs extending through the flesh of his lips, and removed his gag. It was the first time in days that it had been out of his mouth. The boy had a difficult time even closing his mouth. But he sure enjoyed this freedom after so long.

"I did that boy because I need you to speak and answer some questions."

Yi realized his boy was mortally afraid and was silently crying.

"Now boy, stop shaking. I have promised never to harm you. You are certainly too precious to me. But you must be punished for your intransigence. How long though do you think I could bury you in that hole – keeping you alive of course – before you decided to capitulate? Now here is what I am proposing. I am going to put you into that hole for several days. That can not be averted. You deserve the punishment. Of course while in that hole your prostate and penis can be periodically stimulated to orgasm by this device I have here. It operates by a touch of this remote."

Yi showed his slave boy an extremely wide butt plug, and a strange looking sleeve that he saw could fit over his engorge penis and secured around his testicles. He also saw a slim rod that Yi claimed was the remote. Yi continued: "I will also be giving you drugs that will try to keep you in a constant erection. Note that I said try. Because you will have the following choice. You can be fitted with a severe chastity tube on your penis, or maybe even the metal rings that you hate so much, OR you can be allowed full engorgement using the device I have just shown you, thus allowing you to enjoy frequent orgasms while you are trying to pass your time. Which do you choose boy?"

"Master please, this slave will try to do what you want, but I'm afraid."

Yi took the small tawse from his belt and gave his boy a slight swat on the boy's rear.

"That was for not answering my question. Answer me boy."

"Master, please it would drive this slave crazy not being able to come."

"Good boy, a good choice. So here is what I propose. I will allow you the freedom to orgasm under the condition that you freely and willingly try to submit to perpetual bondage. I know it is difficult. But as I've pointed out, it is to YOUR benefit."

Chris was genuinely puzzled. How was he supposed to 'TRY' to submit? Yi must have been reading his mind.

"This is what I want you to do boy. Every time you go over in your mind the reasons why I want your total commitment, and why it is to your advantage to submit, you may touch the remote that I have put in your right hand and it will stimulate you to orgasm. It's that simple."

"But master, how will you know when I have followed your instructions?"

"You will be on the honor system boy. And that notwithstanding, this remote will only permit one orgasm every hour. Choose now."

Chris could not quite believe that Yi would merely allow him on this 'honor' system but he readily agreed. The alternative was not an option. Yi quickly released his chastity device and substituted the 'stimulator.' His other butt plug was removed and this much wider one was forced into him, and in turn locked into place by his belt. It was thicker than any thing he had up to now encountered and could not keep from yelling a bit as Yi forced it into him. Then Yi fitted Chris with a simple mouth gag that engaged his whole mouth but was quite flexible. There was a tube which exited the outer flange that wrapped around his entire mouth and jaw with two straps holding it in place. Its function was simple. It acted like huge nipple. Then Yi connected small flexible tube to his bladder valve. It was left open for continuous drain. Then Yi hooked Chris by a ring in the back of his belt to an over head cable, and lowered his boy by hoist into the darkened hole. When he reached bottom, the cable was released and Chris found himself sitting on a soft featureless floor. Used to his normal passivity, Chris, in spite of his heightened anxiety and fear, did not start to move on his own until he heard his master retreat from his 'hole.' Then there was total darkness as Yi closed the room's door.

Chris started to cry as he realized his situation. His master said three days! How could he survive? With his sanity that was. Then Chris felt the slim remote in his hand and just as he was tempted to squeeze it, he remembered his master's instructions. He went through thaliana of his master's arguments like a mantra. And then Chris started his own thinking. Life WOULD be much easier and simpler IF he could make himself just give in. And he was feeling amazingly horny. He realized that his master had done something to him to increase his libido. He pressed the remote and he could not stop from arching his back as much as possible and thrust upward with his hips as much as his restraints would allow. His orgasm rocked his slight frame. It seemed to go on forever.

Somewhat later, a thirsty Chris sucked on his mouth piece. And soon felt his rectum start to push forth what a rectum pushes. Frantically he searched for something to contain his waste and discovered a small hole at one corner of his black hole. He positioned himself over it just in time as he felt the unusual butt plug evacuate his bowel. The mass only Ella short distance. Chris realized then that this smell would be with him for three days. He started crying again. And finally resolved to at least enjoy his sexual episodes. His master had promised that the remote would allow one every hour.

Yi closed the door leaving his boy in total darkness. The better to force his boy to concentrate most of his conscious awareness internally and have his sexual arousals and releases become his entire existence. Of course the boy would be unable to not think about what ostensibly had put him into that hole. Yi smiled as he knew that his boy would be thinking about his predicament and reviewing his options for the entire three days. Yi smiled.

After a sumptuous lunch, Yi was outside at the quay anxiously awaiting the shipment of his crate, almost identical to the one that delivered his first boy Chris. But this one held Brian. He decided that he need not even allow Brian ever to speak. He was simply going to tell him what his situation was and that he would be operated on the next day so that his body could receive its necessary modifications. He thought that since Brian was almost certainly not a natural submissive, that he would have to make good use of the tawse or perhaps even the electric prod. He would have both on hand.

Dubrandt assured Yi that this kidnapping of Brian, who was already a runaway, would occasion no effort to discover what had happened to him. The boy was kidnapped without the slightest notice by anyone. He had been then almost instantly sedated and put into the crate all ready to be packed away before allowed to awaken. They needed him conscious in order to tell the boy how to use the feeding tube that would be inserted into his mouth. And that was all.

Yi felt quite an anticipation as he opened the crate which had been brought up to an anteroom of his lab. Though of course no where near the level when he acquired Chris. When Brian was taken out of the crate, Yi had to quiet him with a hypodermic prepared for that eventuality. This was definitely NOT someone passive or submissive. In fact quite combative. And damn could he yell and swear. But that didn't matter for Yi's plans.

After his initial emergence from that confining crate, Brian had been quickly sedated and had never regained full consciousness for his first couple month's stay in Yi's small surgery. Nor did Chris ever know of the other's existence – yet. Yi needed to make the necessary modifications to Brian's body. Brian was well far past the sexual development needed for Yi's hormonal regimen to allay further sexual development, and secondary sex characteristics. But that was not necessary for Yi's new plan. In fact Yi utilized a somewhat improved drug that he had used on himself for the boy's testicular and penile development. He was determined to make sure that soon, this black boy would find it impossible to stop thinking about sex and especially his own sexual equipment. By the end of 10 weeks, the boy's penis now reached a hard length of 8 inches [20 cm], and a diameter of over 2½ inches [6½ cm]. And his testicles were proportional with them hanging low. By the end of 18 weeks Brian had great difficulty even walking. His member was almost continuously rigid and stuck out and because of the immense weight, somewhat downward to a full engorged length of 11 inches [28 cm]. It diameter ranged from almost 3 inches [7½ cm] at its thickest to a tapered 2 [5 cm] at the end. His testicles, by the use of both drugs and mechanical means, hung halfway to his knees.

After the boy had finally been allowed full consciousness, Yi thought it comical to see the boy even try to navigate across his cell. Yi never did have this boy in his bed since he found it necessary to cure him of a couple sexually transmitted diseases first. Fortunately there was no sign of HIV. His plan was still going forward.

After three months, the boy was almost prepared. His teeth have been long gone and the mouth's forced feeding apparatus had been installed weeks ago. The boy's mouth, which was now of course maintained in a wide open circle, was incapable of recognizable speech. The feeding tube was imbedded into the boy's gums and his lips were now permanently bonded between its outer flanges. The boy's tongue, like that of Chris', was also held in a permanent fixed manner, but this time with three internal tongue piercings. For the past week, there had been a feeding cylinder, 2½ inches [6½ cm] in diameter, emerging from the boy's mouth that was now also permanent. Because of the boy's combative nature, and refusal to cooperate at all in spite of some severs whippings, Yi chose the easy way – the boy was heavily drugged much of the time. This boy needed no training for his role anyway. All he needed to do was exist.

Other modifications had also been very necessary. Although it took quite a number of treatments, Brian was now completely hairless. He didn't even have any eyebrows left. There were also the matter of his toe and fingernails. These had to be eliminated. A little surgery to eliminate them and their growth beds took care of that. Finally, and indeed the most problematical and difficult of all problems to overcome was that of skin deterioration and sweating. Yi choose a three prong approach. First, the boy's skin had been gradually altered to withstand severe conditions. Next, the fabric of the boy's immediate covering was made from a special breathable and non-irritating fabric. And lastly, there would be a continuous air flow system installed, built right into the first body encasement bag, that allowed three important things. One, it was designed to allow the boy's sweat to evaporate, two it also had a built in system whereby there was a once daily bath of cleansing agent that bathed the boy's entire body and then was sucked away. The third and very important thing was body temperature regulation. It was built to allow proper air conditioning so Brian would stay relatively comfortable.

One final objective with the 'multiple air bag' encasement suit, which allowed Brian minimal movement so that he could maintain minimal musculature necessary for both comfort, good blood circulation, and lack of cramping.

Of course additional body modifications were adopted to allow for maintaining normal bodily functions. Permanent cannulas were put into his nostrils down to his lungs so that he would always be able to breathe. A rather large butt plug was now installed that entered the boy's rectum and was permanently bonded onto the boy's internal and internal sphincters. It took surgery, about a month of special inflatable butt plugs, and special injections for increased tissue growth to allow the final placement which was fully 3½ inches [9 cm] across. The boy would never be without a rather 'full' sensation down there. But this was necessary to maintain a certain method of 'waist disposal' without interference to the surrounding skin tissue. Of course another necessity was to allow Yi the ability to simulate someone butt fucking the boy along with the necessary prostrate stimulation. With the new enhanced prostrate, along with other modifications made to the boy's testicles and penis, this boy would never again be able to withdraw his conscious thoughts from his sexual need. In fact it might be correct to say that Brian would be in permanent heat. By comparison, the placement of a tube, sealed permanently within the urethra was simple. Again Yi chose a diameter tube that the boy would never be able to ignore, since even compared with the boy's now monstrous penis, this tube rivaled it in comparative size. It was fully 3/8th inch [5 mm] in diameter and extended the full length of the boy's penis. This was connected to a tube continuously draining the boy's bladder. The valve at the junction of the urethra and the bladder had been eliminated.

Yi watched as Brian had regained consciousness this last time. The boy could now be seen trying in vain to masturbate his monstrous penis. His libido was now so heightened that the poor boy had almost no ability to place his attention elsewhere. Yet Yi had been administering drug so that although Brian could bring himself to the brink of orgasm, he could not quite reach fulfillment. Yi smiled at the boy's enraged frustration.

Of course, since the stage was now set, he would allow him an orgasm so that the boy would be able to divert his attention to more mundane things, like survival. And responding to Yi's questions and ultimatums. Yi was instantly hard himself just thinking about Brian's ultimate fate.

Chapter 11

Yi went back into his lab to retrieve his slave boy. By this time the boy had almost completely resigned himself to HIS fate – of course the operative word was 'almost.' Yi believed firmly that that was soon to change. But Yi was convinced that his slave's ultimate capitulation was now at hand. He was excited about this prospect. That he would become his master's ultimate sexual play toy. Yi had considered the boy's petition for being more than this but Yi decided that this would interfere too much with his usual function of total submission. Only AFTER total submission would he contemplate any other measures.

Chris' time that was not spent specifically with some type of sex scene with his master, and also in his master's bed at night, was now spent in severe restrictive bondage. Yi started wheeling his boy into the room where he would be known of his friend's existence on Yi's island, and of course totally under Yi's control. Right now he had been recently attached to one of his master's favorite bondage frames. Chris' hands, encased in their metal coverings, were stretched taughtly along a horizontal bar. There were several rings fixed to the bar that wrapped tightly around each arm, allowing them almost no movement. Chris' body was also affixed to the frame behind him with bolts going through his metal waist belt, and another rigid fastener holding onto the back of his metal collar. His head was now encased inside a leather lined metal mask that allowed only holes for his eyes, and his forced feeding tube that emerged from his widely distended mouth. This mask itself was also bolted to the frame with several bolts extending from holes along its outside extended flange. One final restriction that Yi was justly proud of consisted of two bolts coming from the back frame and actually were screwed into metal housings that were now permanently installed within his boy's very shoulder blades. The surgery to implant these sleeves was now finally healed. As for the boy's legs, they were now extended widely outward, and slanting slightly upward from the boy's waist, fully revealing a butt plug impaling the boy's rectum. Encircling the boy's legs were also metal rings along their length that were in turn fixed to a metal triangular frame that extended rigidly from the base of the mainframe. The boy's penis was dripping copiously indicating high sexual arousal. Of course the metal rings of his current chastity penis cage only allowed partial erection.

Yi had the night before, lowered the drug regimen of both boys so that both would be able to communicate without constant distraction from their usual enormous sexual arousal. He wanted to make sure that what he needed to communicate to both boys was fully understood. The bolts holding Chris' head immobile were temporarily removed to allow head movement.

Brian, on the other hand had been fully prepared for his final insertion into his living grave. He was now fully encased into the rather large encasing suit that was now completely powered up and inflated. It was not too dissimilar to the suit which encased him for his shipment to the island. This suit however was infinitely more complicated since Yi had to allow for all contingencies of the boy's forever internment. Also there was the problem of the boy's overlarge testicles and penis. Between the boy's permanently widely spread legs was a peculiar bag that now encased his testicles. The bag would allow for upward movement to allow the boy unrestricted orgasm. Likewise there was a peculiar lengthy protrusion of the bag in front. From this emerged the tube coming from the boy's penis. There was also a metal ring that not only encircled Brian's neck, but was actually permanently sealed to it. Its outer flange merged with the encasing suit. Thus at present, only the boy's head was free. If you call the strange metal harness that now encased the boy's head freedom. This peculiar arrangement of strangely shaped ring-like bands of metal circling both horizontally and vertically, permanently affixed Brian's head so that his head was capable of no more than an 1/8th inch [3 mm] movement in any direction. Bands encircled horizontally around his forehead, and just below his eyes, encasing his nose. Vertical bands wrapped his head from its crown down across his ears and ended affixed to his collar. Another came up from the back of his head merged with the horizontal bands and finally with the other vertical one. From there two bands came down just to the side of his eyes and merged with his forced feeding devise, helping to keep it in place. Since the drug regimen was at a very low ebb, Brian was now fully awake to his predicament and was struggling furiously within his restricting sac. Of course to no avail. His eyes were roving madly about trying to affix on anything that could bring some sense into his now restricted world. Fear was also paramount and a gleam could be seen in his slightly tear filled eyes. Muffled noises came from his throat and mouth area but these were heavily muted and totally incapable of being understood as language. Brian was currently suspended from two stout cables that were affixed to two large rings in the upper shoulder area of his suit encasement. Below him, something he could not see, was a large gaping hole in the ground. It was fully large enough to accommodate his entire body with leaving a large space around him and both above and below. There was a strange wide tube projecting from the back wall which ended just at the brink of this hole.

Yi had to hit a switch on some panel that sent a small electrical charge to Brian's penis to get his undivided attention.

"Brian, squeeze your right hand."

Though all his fingers were individually wrapped within his "suit" he still was allowed enough movement to slightly move his hand. As he did so, a green light started blinking in the wall panel in front of him.

"Good. Brian. Now squeeze your left hand."

This activated a red blinking light.

"See Brian, we can now communicate in a fashion. Green for yes and red for no. Do you understand boy?"

A green light blinked.

Very good. Do you know what is about to happening to you?"

An obviously agitated boy squeezed his left hand and the red light blinked.

"Of course not. But you will learn shortly. But before this I must bring in here someone you should remember. When you knew him he went by the name of Chris. Do you remember him?"

Again agitation was apparent by the wild attempt of Brian to move within his encasing suit. It just allowed him a slight rocking movement. His black eyes roving back and forth. Perspiration form on his very black forehead. Finally the light blinked green.

"You are about to be reacquainted boy."

Yi returned to the small room with Chris being wheeled in on his frame. At first Chris, not having the slightest suspicion that Yi had another boy here, let along his friend Brain, was at a quite a loss. Brian also was puzzled. He was not able to recognize his former friend. But then Yi decided to remove his boy's mask, and mouth gag, reinserting his small mouth piece for speech. When this was done Yi gave his boy permission to speak.

"So boy, do you recognize your old school friend. This is Brian."

So many emotions surged through the poor boy's mind that he was ready to collapse. These ranged from amazement to fear, to, strangely enough, embarrassment over his relative nudity and then his bondage position, and then to happiness in seeing his old friend. Chris had been giving very little thought lately to anything from his old life. This was quite a shock. But then fear again began it's ascendancy in his mind as he realized that Brian was almost totally immobilized and was swaying over a gaping hole. He suddenly realized just what his master seemed about to do. What Yi had done to him awhile back. Somehow put his friend into the gaping hole.

Brian also gasped as he finally now recognized his friend.

"BRIAN!" Chris shouted. Yi calmly struck his boy with the tawse to remind him of the rules. His boy barely reacted being so overwhelmed by the appearance of his friend.

"Master please, what is happening? What have you done to Brian?"

"Excellent question boy! I will now tell you both exactly what I have planned and will be carrying out shortly. Now my boy," Yi said as he looked at Chris, "I can administer a really good shock to your friend's testicles. Let me demonstrate."

At that moment Brian wriggled violently and made high gurgling sound.

"And that was only a mild one. So boy you will not interrupt 'til I am finished. Understand boy?"

"Yes master."

"Good. As you can see Brian, I have made your former friend into my special slave boy. But as of yet had not been able to get his total and complete compliance."

Yi then turned to his slave. "Oh I know that you have been trying my boy, but nonetheless, you are not quite there yet. Now Brian. Right now I have administered a drug into your system that allows you to enjoy a few minutes freedom from your about to become totally slavery to your libido. You will note that your testicles, penis, and prostate have been immensely altered and enhanced. With the chemicals that your new testicles and prostate, which I have altered a bit, flooding your system for the remainder of your life, you will have a continuous, never ending, and all encompassing need to have an orgasm. The only relief you will have is perhaps 15 to 20 minutes immediately after an orgasm and then you will again be in total thrall to your hormones. You will also notice, that unless I allow that thing in your rectum to stimulate your prostate, orgasm will forever be denied you. Do you understand all this Brian?"

Tears were now flowing down his cheeks as Brian was hearing words like permanent and forever. But he finally hit the green blinker.

"Good. Now here is what is going to happen. Neither of you can stop this from happening. Brian, you will be lowered into this hole. All necessary tubes will be put in place to keep you breathing, fed, and alive. Then a clear polystyrene covering will be fitted over your head. On its inside surface will be projected a continuing series of movies depicting different types of man-boy sex, which you will be able to enjoy for the rest of your life. I do not want you to be without any stimulation. I want you to remain conscious and fully capable of understanding your predicament for the remainder of your life."

At this, Yi's boy cried out. "No master. Please. This slave will do anything. Just don't bury my friend."

At this Brian became quite agitated. He was not aware of the gaping hole. Yi hit his boy severely with the tawse again and again and even hit his penis, a thing he had never done before. His boy gave out a blood curdling yell and burst into tears.

"You do not yet have permission to speak boy."

By this time Brian was crying copiously realizing that he could do nothing about his apparent horrid fate.

Yi continued. "As I was saying NOTHING will stop this from happening. BUT my slave boy, YOU can do something for your friend."

At this Yi's slave boy was suddenly attentive. Yi continued: "If you totally commit yourself to me as my slave, and relinquish all rights to your body completely to me, I will do the following. I have a switch in place. If you continue to please me, I will continue to allow your friend Brian to have periodic orgasms. Note that is the only thing now allowed to him. He will have nothing else but his never ending movies of sex. Think carefully boy. What is your reply?"

Chris was aghast at his master and the situation that his friend was now in. Of course he had no real choice.

"Yes master. This slave totally gives himself to you master."

Yi prodded his boy. "And about relinquishing control of your body?"

"Yes master. This slave gives you total control and use of my body." Chris said this crying.

"You will willingly submit to total and permanent bondage?"

"Yes master, this slave submits."

Chris was now sobbing hysterically. But now he had no other choice. He would do exactly as his master commands – forever.

Yi was really confident of this outcome, and pleased that his plan had worked so well. Now to complete Brian's live burial. Yi hit a switch and Brian started to spasm as he felt himself being lowered. He struggled even more fiercely when he saw the lip of the hole pass above his head. He started trying to beg for mercy even knowing that it was useless. The winch stopped and Brian could look up one last time into the face of his once friend – now slave. Then something even more fearful started to happen. Yi pulled the large pipe into position so that Brian could see it. He then hit a switch and a heavy grey substance started pouring out.

"Brian, this is concrete. You will be totally buried now forever. You will NEVER be rescued. When you die this will be your grave. But if I have done everything correctly this will be decades away. Many decades. And every time I think of you buried in this hole I will get strongly aroused and will use your former friend, now my permanent slave boy, for my sexual relief." Yi then laughed as the concrete finally reached to near the boy's head. He placed a thick wide plank down onto the top of the concrete, and fitted a clear plastic globe over Brian's head, sealing it in place around his neck collar. He then attached a couple hoses to its very top. Yi then hit the control and a small image appeared right onto the front of the globe. It was a movie depicting the rape of an eleven year old boy by two men. There was even sound accompanying it. The boy in the movie was screaming and the two men were grunting in sexual heat. Yi removed the plank and restarted the flow of concrete. There was eventually a foot [30 cm] of concrete on top of the boy's globed head. In a couple of days the concrete will be totally hardened and Brian would be buried alive forever.

But Yi was merciful in that he intended to keep his word. He was fully willing to allow Brian as many orgasms as his body would allow. And with his extensive reworked sexual equipment, they would be powerful and frequent.

Yi disengaged the concrete delivery tube and paved the concrete smooth. He even inserted a small bronze plaque on the very top of the now slightly raised mound. It read: "Here lies Brian forever."

Yi looked over at the console where all Brian's bodily functions and parameters were carefully monitored. He wanted to make sure that Brian lived a VERY long time. He made sure that all breathing and feeding and draining tubes were functioning correctly. All systems were triple redundant. He then snickered as the feeding tube was engaged. Yi even turned on a small speaker. Weak moans could be heard. He hit a switch and these moans became louder. And finally even frantic. This lasted a full minute before gradually subsiding back to a murmur now and then. He turned to his boy. "You see? Brian has had his first orgasm. And who will ever know. Maybe he will even come to enjoy his situation."

Yi then looked upon his boy with some true fondness. "Well boy, are you finally ready for the rest of your life?"

Chris saw his master intently looking at him. He was still in shock and crying lightly. He could have never imagined such events. To have been reunited to his best friend only to have lost him forever. The only thought now going through his head was that he would be sure that Brian would get as many orgasms as he was capable of providing. He would be the most compliant, the most obedient, the most submissive slave boy in the world. He was now completely and fully resigned to his fate. Which he thought had its allure after all. He found himself getting fully sexually aroused at the thought of his complete capitulation. He was ready now to serve his master and be his 'perfect slave boy.'

Meekly his boy answered. "Yes master. This slave is yours – totally yours master. Forever master." The slave's penis was straining at its enclosure and dripping like mad. Something of which Yi was fully aware.

Yi was already thinking of some new and different ways of putting his boy into bondage. And new drugs to allow himself and even his boy experience even greater heights of sexual pleasure. He smiled. He now finally had full possession of his perfect slave boy!

11 Months Later:

Dr. Yi looked at the lab results, and in a fit of anger and despair, flipped over the entire consul at which he had been working.

"Noooooooooo!"

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