Dirt

The Perfect Slaveboy

Chapter 1

"Dr. Yi? I believe that we have found your boy," said Mr. Dubrandt.

Mr. Dubrandt was smiling, his mind imagining a check with two small wings flying from Dr. Yi's bank to his. (Make that large wings – the check would be quite hefty). The boy in question happened to be a precocious 15 year old whom they had just kidnapped. At this very minute he was in a very large crate, together with all the things necessary to keep him alive for a long journey, being air freighted to one of the small islands off the Malaysian coast. Where Yi now resided. A simple way to take a small boy out of the United States and into a foreign country without any interference from pesky authorities.

Mr. Dubrandt needed to deflect Dr. Yi's concern about the boy's apparently being too old for the success of his experimental drugs.

"I assure you Dr. Yi, this boy has only recently – and I mean very recently, started through puberty. In fact, I am so sure that this boy will make you the perfect experimental subject, I have already taken the liberty of beginning his transport to your laboratory at my own expense."

Mr. Dubrandt had his own trained staff. Their competence put his mind at ease. He was quite certain that Dr. Yi will be happy with this boy. (And even under the worst case scenario, the boy could still be adequately trained and resold at a handsome profit). The boy had at first been almost overlooked – being too good to be true. At first his people suspected a ruse, or a possible sting operation, providing a dossier of a boy that would make the most jaded pedophile drool.

"Certainly Dr. Yi, if you find any reason, any reason whatsoever, to find this boy not completely to specifications, we will gladly repossess the subject at our own expense. There is always a good market for a boy so delectable." This was a small exaggeration since he felt the boy way too skinny for many of his usual clients, but Dr. Yi was mostly interested in the boy's other attributes.

The call went well, and the imaginary bills kept flying into his bank in Mr. Dubrandt's imagination. To think that it was the boy himself who through his naivety gave himself up to his kidnappers. One would almost have thought the boy himself was complicit in his own abduction.

It was Mr. Kerry who called him personally. A very bold move but one that in hind sight he now was thankful for. Mr. Kerry was correct in concluding that his boss would want to in on the boy's abduction right from the start. The bonus from Dr. Yi for just the right boy was in six figures. He would have to make sure that Mr. Kerry had a bonus delivered as soon as Dr. Yi made payment.

It started out so un-dramatically. The usual ping was sounded in one of their computerized searching facilities run by Mr. Kerry. He was in charge of their Internet location section which had yielded a number of excellent recruits over the past years. The advent of a so far reaching global Internet has taken so much of the work in finding new recruits for their insatiable clients. To think the entire episode occurred less than two days ago.

"Hay boss, we got another hit." The boss in this case was Mr. Kerry who just happened to be in the office finishing up paperwork on another recent "acquisition."

This involved a kidnapping requiring a delicate touch since the young teen in question was quite street smart and not easily duped. He was now well on his way to the company's main processing center. The boy's new owner was already there anxiously awaiting his newest sex slave. The boy will have an unusual and difficult life. Nor will the boy ever again leave his owner's dungeon. (And workshop). This will be his fifth slave over the years, and the second thing he will do to the boy is to attach him to some ring sunk into the concrete floor by way of a heavy chain to the metal collar welded around the boy's neck. (He will even force the boy to connect the chain, and pour the concrete). The other slaves, still working at various duties, help this owner to produce high tech movies (CD format now) involving men, boys, big dogs, big cats, goats, sheep, and even miniature stallions. This unheralded movie producer is now richer than Stephen Spielberg. The one thing in the boy's favor is that he appears to be not only a true submissive, but a masochist as well.

Getting back to our story, Mr. Kerry replied to his cohort: "So just make the usual reply, Bud. I don't need to know these things. It's probably some 60 year old wetting his pants with pictures of tortured boys."

The company actually ran a few Internet porn sites, and was like a thousand others even if their primary focus was on non-traditional sex such as BDSM. What was unusual about these sites, however, was that an amazing amount of what they had to offer was free. In fact these sites were electronic chicken hawks – looking for that prize. And even if it took a thousand hits before anything even remotely promising came its way, it was still an easy way to obtain their prey.

Bud made sure the program sent the usual "pop-up" along with a spybot and an invading Trojan. The invaders were usually unsuccessful these days of more sophisticated virus scans and firewalls, but why not, even if only rarely successful. The "pop-up" invited the user to search out even more hard core BDSM and slave/master sexually related material. It had been Mr. Dubrandt's idea that the best sex slaves were those who at least responded to their captivity and enslavement on a sexual level. Most of their clients were looking for the more compliant and "trainable" subjects. Of course it was not often that the person responding was a suitable candidate. But their game was a patient one.

It was only a half hour later when Bud heard another "ping" from another computer. It seems that the "pop-up" snared a client very interested in bondage and slave-master scenarios, without being interested in any severe "torture" scenes. (It was usually only older clients who were more into the torture). This caught the program's "interest" so that the next stage was initiated. This program was much more sophisticated. It tried to entice the client into filling out a "questionnaire" in its attempt to "better to serve its customers. It used an offer of free porn to entice a reply."

Bud was mildly surprised when he returned from lunch to discover that the client in question sent back an almost entirely filled out survey. He began to read the reply when in a few seconds got VERY interested. He called his boss who had gone home.

"Mr. Kerry. I think we have a chicken. Listen to this. Sex - male, age -15, definitely gay, and this boy identifies with all the most compliant figures in the given scenarios."

"Bud, thanks for calling. This is a real possibility although 15 seems perhaps too old for most of our clients. Look in the special database and see if we have anyone currently interested in obtaining such a boy?"

"Already done, Mr. K. We have five. Of course they all have very specific nationalities and body types."

"Any reply that makes this boy specifically interesting?"

"Just one boss, and why I called. Where it asks about how long been interested in sex, get this, 2 months! I'm wondering if the boy might be a lot younger."

"I'm coming in. We need to know more about this kid and find out first of all if he's legit. And call in Dr. Seuss. I want his opinion." This Dr. Seuss was actually Kerry's nick name for their tame doctor who for special favors, would advise them on the probable psychological disposition of their prospective new boys. And if the inducement was great enough, even help handle the kidnapping.

Two hours later, Dr. Galloway (Dr. Seuss) was opining.

"I'm sorry to say Kerry, I'm not very sanguine about the identity of this client. In spite of his apparent abysmal ignorance of sexual matters and apparent lack of experience, his command of the language, how he expresses himself shows much more intellectual maturity than a mere 15 year old. I think that we have an imposter here or worse, maybe even a sting in progress."

Mr. Kerry, who had been so hopeful just a couple hours before, felt almost betrayed. "So, you think there's no way this is a 15 year old?"

"Of course I can't be positive. If he's 15, then from his replies I would posit him to be in the last percentile in his physical and sexual development. He describes himself as "a bit on the scrawny side" and just over 5 feet [1.50 m]. This could correlate to his late sexual advancement. But he would also have to be an unusually precocious teen. A very unlikely combination. Sorry."

"So you think we should abandon this reply. Too much a possibility of a sting?"

"No. But we must proceed as if it might be a sting. Perhaps we can invite this kid to respond on a more personal level. His first reply would suggest a very confident and even naive lack of reticence. The boy even gave us his e-mail address. I would suggest trying to get him to respond to a personal e-mail. But not one of your usual programmed features. This will take more finesse. If he is that intelligent, we do not want to scare the boy away."

An hour later a very specific e-mail was sent to the boy in question. The e-mail was presented as a usual SPAM reply, inquiring if the recipient wanted to join a specific chat group. The ploy was a resounding success.

Later that evening, Bobby W117, (aka Mr. Kerry), was IM-ing Lonely Boy 27. Things had progressed better than can be imagined. It turned out that the subject in question, using the name of Lonely Boy 27 seemed to be responding to the older participants in the chat group. Mr. Kerry finally got into private electronic conversation with the boy and attempted an unusual ploy.

B W: "What I don't understand kid, is how come you are talking to this old man, when you're just 15? I'm just a dirty old pervert who would like nothing better than to get into your pants."

L B: "How old R U?"

BW: "34. Old enough."

L B: "But you're exactly the person I need to talk to. And it's so anonymous. I can tell you things. And ask you things. I'm just so unsure and scared about some things."

B W: "OK kid. Fire away. Just don't embarrass me. J J "

L B: "Well, I know I like boys, and that I'm OK with, but I get real worried when I seem to get all excited about bondage stuff. Like I WANT someone to do things to me. I just got some neat stuff from this awesome site and I almost came just looking at some of that stuff. All kinds of bondage and slavery stuff. I kept imagining I was this guy's slave. How sick is that?"

B W: "Look kid. That stuff is tame. There's whole groups of people out there into all that stuff. Of course they're usually a lot older. Sure your just 15?"

L B: "Yeah. Last time I checked. You mean I'm not psycho or something?"

B W: "No more than the rest of us. I wish you were older kid. I'd like to get to know you real personal like. Maybe even make you MY slave."

L B: "God that turns me on just thinking about it."

B W: "Actually I think I'm talking to someone much older than 15. Some of the questions you asked earlier were pretty astute."

L B: "Honest! I guess I'm a bit precocious."

B W: "Now I know you're putting me on. I'm not even sure what precocious means."

L B: "Yeah? I'll prove it. My picture and name were in the school paper the other day. I'm the kid all the way on the right."

Both Kerry and Bud were pretty excited by now. Maybe this kid was real after all. But for a kid so smart he was also so stupid. A few minutes later a scanned picture was seen on their screen.

It was a picture of the school's championship Chess Team. Pictured far right was a Chris Wong, 3rd board. Very small, very cute, and very 15-ish. (Actually, more like 13). The caption said he was a Sophomore.

A bit later, the three men started plotting. Kerry was excited. Knew they had someone special.

"First of all, what time is it in L.A.? I'm calling the big boss."

An hour later there were four conspirators conspiring to kidnap one small boy. Mr. Dubrandt was taking the lead himself. He made it a conference call.

"Look Kerry. We can't mess this one up. I have a possible client in mind and it could mean big bucks. But there's two things I must absolutely know first. You said that the kid himself left the questions about top vs. bottom unanswered, and also about being a sub. How come?"

It was Dr. Galloway who answered. "This kid is seemingly a complete neophyte about sex. He probably didn't even know what those things meant. But from his other replies I believe that we can confidently state that he is a very compliant individual sexually."

"Not good enough. This is too important for probabilities. For this special client we need a near total submissive. And most important we need to be sure he's had virtually no sexual experience. How sure are you that he is just going through puberty? Awfully old for that. After we snatch the kid, we find out. Dr. Seuss, how about it? How about you first handle the kid and see how he responds sexually to his situation."

"OK. I think it would be best at first to see how he reacts to just one person. The kid's small enough, it should be easy. And damn it Dubrandt, my name's Galloway."

It was 7:30 a.m., on the corner of Adams and Ketcher when a van stopped at a stop sign. A small boy, barely 5 feet [1.50 m] tall and less than 80 pounds [35 kg], was picked up bodily and literally thrown into the maw of the open backdoors. Thirty seconds later, the boy was unconscious on the floor of the van and the van was making its third turn since the stop sign. Thirty minutes later, the boy was just awakening in the side room in a nearly empty warehouse. Dr. Galloway was the only person inside with the boy. Two others waited just outside the door.

The boy looked up and tried to sit up. "What the hell!?" He was suddenly frightened as he realized that his hands were bound together with the ubiquitous duct tape and they in turn were taped to his body. The tape encircled his entire slim waist. He tried to move his legs and found his ankles were similarly bound.

"Here, let me help you sit up." The good doctor pretended solicitousness. The kid became even more frightened.

"What the hell's happening? What's all this about?" And in an almost crying voice: "Please, don't hurt me."

"No problem there kid. You're safe with me. Maybe I should introduce myself."

This question stopped the boy in his tracks thinking-wise.

"I don't know you. What's this all about? Why am I here?"

"All very excellent questions kid. I talked to you on the internet last night, remember? Said I'd like to get into your pants."

The boy gasped. "Oh shit!"

"Don't worry boy. I'm not going to hurt you. But I AM going to get into your pants." The doctor even snickered.

The kid watched warily as the doctor started unwinding the tape on his ankles. The boy unfroze a bit and let him hold onto his legs. The doctor saw something interesting. The boy was obviously getting aroused.

"That's quite a boner you've got there boy. Want me to do something about it?"

The boy was totally torn. Excited and wanting the man to do something in the worst way. Yet scared that he might get hurt. Scared won out. Even if his ankles were now free.

"What do you want? Are you going to let me go?"

"Well boy, maybe, but let's find out. Perhaps you'd rather me wrap your ankles back up, throw you into the trunk of my car and bring you home. You maybe want to be my slave?"

The boy started breathing heavily and his boner became a steel rod. His common sense was fighting his libido and was losing at this point. The doctor suspected this and decided on a direct approach. Without a word he started feeling the boy up. Then he opened the boy's belt and in a single motion pulled down the boy's pants. The boy just lay there quietly. He seemed to be enjoying this. The doctor sat up on the table, took the boy into his lap, and started pulling down the boy's briefs. The boy finally reacted. He started moaning and simply leaned back into the doctor's hold. The doctor was now quite aroused himself. His dreams of such a compliant boy were up to now considered pure fantasy. The boy's penis jutted out rigid and dripping. The boy was almost oblivious to everything but his sexual arousal. The doctor took hold of the boy's now exposed genitals. At the first touch the boy came in a blast, his entire body spasming upwards with each contraction. Spunk shot everywhere as the boy was now squirming quite forcefully as the doctor kept moving his hand around the boy's testicles. The doctor was now so aroused that he almost forgot his mission. With a monumental force of will he stopped his exploration. He pulled up the boy's briefs and then his pants, but still kept him in his arms. The doctor was living one of his fantasies. The boy was now finally starting to realize just what he had allowed the man to do to him and a touch of guilt, coupled with a rushing return of fear, quickly brought him back to reality.

"What are you going to do to me? Can I go home now?"

The doctor thought for a moment and not anxious to lose his connection with the boy, prevaricated and delayed.

"Well, do you want to go home boy? Maybe you'd rather stay with me?"

What amazed the doctor was the pause that occurred in the boy's response. As if he was even considering the doctor's offer.

"No thanks. I need to go home."

"You don't sound too sure boy. What's the matter at home?"

"Nothing really."

"I'd really like to know boy. Maybe I can help."

"No. You can't do anything. I just can't wait to be out of there. My step-mom hates me and my dad doesn't care anymore since he found out about me."

"Found out what?"

By this time the boy was actually crying. The doctor held him even tighter and the boy responded.

"You know. About what I am."

"When did this happen?"

"Well just last month. I didn't even know myself until almost then – well not for sure. Not until I started having wet dreams about boys." The boy exclaimed in anger: "My step-mom just calls me a half-breed freak. She said terrible things about my real mom just because she wasn't Chinese."

The doctor was amazed at the boy's apparent unconcern at his situation. His hands were still taped to his waist. But he had all the information they needed for now.

"OK boy. I tell you what. I think your dream of becoming a sex slave is going to come true."

The boy suddenly woke up to his predicament. In a hurry. And his intelligence made a rapid assessment.

"Shit am I dumb!" Then he asked: "What's going to happen to me? Can't you let me go? I promise I won't tell."

"Too late boy. And besides, you're way too valuable."

The boy's ineffectual struggling was easily overcome, especially when the doctor opened the door and the other two men came in. One was Mr. Kerry who was smiling broadly as he relayed via cell phone to Mr. Dubrandt the newly discovered information. Instructions were relayed. A special container would be delivered in the morning. The boy would be kept there until he was made ready for shipment. A lot of money made things happen fast.

The doctor had to release the boy's hands and arms to make his examination. As he unwound the tape he also noted the boy's extreme arousal and sighed.

"Oh if things could have been a bit different," he thought. "Well at least I had him for twenty minutes."

Chapter 2

But now he had to get to work. As the boy was kept on the table he was strangely quiet. The doctor almost wondered if the boy were not a bit happy with his situation. He seemed certainly resigned to it. He quietly complied as the doctor made his medical exam of the boy. Even when he pulled down the boy's pants and examined his scrotum and rectal areas. The doctor couldn't refrain from inserting a gloved finger into the boy's apparently virgin rectum. The boy had a second orgasm at its insertion. The doctor sighed heavily knowing that the boy would never be his.

After a lengthy examination, the doctor finally drew an exclamation from the boy when he presented a hypodermic needle and vials to draw the boy's blood.

"Quiet boy. I'm sure you had a blood test before. This won't hurt me a bit."

The boy even laughed at the joke. After that the doctor finished and let the boy get dressed.

The boy was now getting really frightened again as the other two men kept staring at him and whispering. He looked up at the doctor and asked: "What going to happen to me?"

It was the big guy with the red hair who answered.

"Just made arrangements boy. You were just sold. Tomorrow you will be sent on a long trip to your new owner."

"Sold? For real? You mean I am really going to become a slave?"

It was the doctor who answered. "Just like you fantasized about boy. You'll like your new master. He's Chinese also."

The boy seemed to just stare for a moment and then sighed. "He won't hurt me will he?"

"Boy," the doctor realized he was lying big time, "You'll be a sex slave. Too valuable to hurt."

The boy shuddered a bit and then murmured almost to himself: "I'm only half Chinese."

The huge crate was delivered the next morning right before noon.

"NOOOOOOO!" The boy's voice echoed loudly through the deserted warehouse. That is deserted except for Chris, his two captors, a forklift, an awaiting truck, and the truck driver. The boy, Chris, had slept fitfully on an old blanket, still locked in the small side room. Somebody new stayed the entire night but every time Chris woke up, the man, whom Chris had labeled the ugly guy, had been sitting in a chair reading magazines. The guys called Mr. Kerry and the doctor didn't come back until Chris had been up for hours and complaining that he was so hungry – to no avail. The ugly guy barely said anything except shut up or one of its variants. And the worst thing was when he had to go pee and the man made him go in a cup. And it overflowed! Geesh!

The wail from Chris occurred when the doctor said that Chris had to be readied for shipment to his new master and opened the door to show Chris the huge shipping crate.

"What's that for?"

"That's how we are going to ship you. We have to get you ready."

"NOOOOOOOO!"

The doctor took hold of the boy and wacked him pretty hard on his butt. "No choice kid. And if you shout again you will be punished."

The boy started crying. "Please, let me go home. I promise not to tell."

"Too late. You're going into that box and that's it."

"But I'll die in there."

"You think we'd let anything happen to you? You're too valuable boy. Here let me show you."

The boy's curiosity overcame his fear and he let himself be led out to inspect the crate.

"See boy. That tank there is to make sure you have all the air you need. That thing there is so you can pee if you have to. And that one there is water so you don't go thirsty."

There was actually a lot more to the crate than that but the doctor thought it was not necessary to explain everything. For example there were drugs and a mild muscle relaxant in the water. And the sheath into which Chris was to be cocooned even had its own cooling system. Quite a few deep cycle batteries kept the entire system running and could last for over three days. The time for the trip including a couple planes and the times on various trucks would take an estimated 30 hours. But Chris didn't have to know that.

The doctor had been informed by the lab where Chris's blood was sent that the boy was healthy so the last piece of information needed had finalized the deal with the boy's soon to be new master, Dr. Yi.

The boy was literally dragged back into the room and Chris saw the guy he dubbed the quiet man, because he never more than whispered to people, or talked into his cell phone, was hanging what looked like a hot water bottle from a pipe. There was plastic all lining the floor below it and a couple other chains hanging from the pipe. He was scared all over again. He wondered just what was needed to "get him ready."

"Take off all your clothes boy."

"What? In front of everybody?" There were only three men in the room at that time but the boy simply couldn't make himself strip in front of them. The boy started trembling. The men laughed.

The doctor looked over to the truck driver and to Kerry and said: "OK just hold him." They grabbed the boy and the doctor pulled off the boys socks. (The shoes had disappeared sometime the previous evening). Then he started undoing the boy's belt. Strangely, now instead of struggling, the boy just stood there and let it happen. The boy's pants, urine stains and all, were pulled down. Then the doctor, taking hold of the pant legs, pulled outward causing the boy's feet to lift off the floor, and also causing the garment to be stripped from the boy. The truck driver chuckled and pointed out the boy's evident erection poking through his BVD's to his boss. The boy finally squealed as his briefs were pulled and his feet were pulled out of them. He stood almost naked and now to the men's astonishment, just leaned his head back and became limp in their hands. The doctor couldn't resist fondling the boy again as he saw the beautiful 4½ inch [11½ cm] penis poking outward. The boy's nearly hairless testicles and penis were just slightly darker in tone than the flat abdomen above. As the doctor fondled the small orbs in one hand and moved his other through the boy's crack searching out his rosebud, the boy started moaning heavily.

Kerry saw what the Doc was doing. "That's enough Doc, we don't want to damage the merchandise, and we have to get the boy on the plane."

The doctor, almost moaning himself, stood, wiped the spots of the boy's pre-cum from his hand onto his trousers, and lifted the boy's shirt. He realized the boy appeared to be more easily handled if he were kept aroused so stopped short of causing an orgasm. The boy started to react when he felt the shirt pulled off and his arms lifted over his head. He tried to pull his arms away when he saw the quiet man wrap and tie the fattest but softest rope he'd ever seen around his one wrist.

"Stop struggling kid or we might accidentally-like pull your arm off." And with that the man pulled up on the now attached rope and the boy yelled.

And the boy yelled again as his behind was swatted pretty hard by the doctor. "Quiet boy. And you know that you can't stop this from happening."

The driver opined to his boss: "How about we just zap the fucker and be done with it?"

The doctor replied to that. "No. Instructions are explicit. No sedative." He recalled a phone call he and Kerry had received from Dr. Yi. "My instructions are to be explicitly carried out," said the greatly excited Yi. "He is to be conscious and aware during his incarceration and delivery to me. The boy must not be harmed, nor even be subjected to any significant pain. If your assessment of the boy is correct, this abduction, if handled correctly, can be very sexually arousing to this boy. And I want his entire experience to be a positive sexual one as much as possible."

The boy whimpered again but was compliant. The rope was thrown over the pipe, and as the boy was lifted off his feet, the other end was wrapped and tied around his other wrist. The boy moaned and complained about his wrists. But the boy's boner was insistent and dripping. The boy started breathing hard as his body was released and he was forced to support himself on his toes and wrists.

"OK boy, we need to clean you up and prepare you for a small trip." The doctor explained to the boy that an enema would be used to clean him out so that he would not have to go during the trip in the crate.

"But why can't I just go to the bathroom?"

"This is more thorough and won't hurt. The stuff we are using won't cause cramps either."

The boy moaned and complained about how full he was getting but the doctor finally persisted in emptying the entire bag. It then all came out in a smelly brown rush and down the drain in the corner. The doctor picked up a hose that was connected to a janitor's sink in the next room. The boy felt warm water being sprayed over him. Then the boy moaned when it was done all over again. This time the liquid was barely tan. By this time the boy started pleading to be let down that his arms were starting to hurt.

"OK boy, were mostly done. We can do the rest with you sitting down. Will you be a good boy?"

A feeble yes was heard. They dried the boy off bringing his hard boner back and then sat him on the table.

"OK boy, we have to do a few things to you but I promise they won't hurt. First we need to put a tube into your penis up to your bladder so you don't get yourself wet with pee during your trip." The doctor seeing the boy's agitation begin anew added: "Look, they do this all the time to patients in the hospital. It may feel weird but I promise it won't hurt." Well, he thought to himself, not until it is taken out. He used a Foley catheter of medium diameter. Putting on sterile gloves, he lubed the entire length of the tube with KY and placed the catheter on a sterile cloth. The boy was now watching more with curiosity and excitement than with fear. Then the doctor swabbed the end on his penis with some betadine. The boy's penis the doctor felt was rock hard and the boy gasped and squirmed as he took hold of it. The boy held his breath as the doctor started threading the catheter into the boy's penis slit.

"See, Ok so far?"

"I guess. It feels weird. All that can fit inside me?"

"It has to go all the way to your bladder." The boy flinched as the catheter penetrated the small sphincter at the bladder.

"Now here's the neat part. I'm just putting sterile water into this tube. It fills a tiny balloon up in your bladder and that stops the tube from coming back out. Here pull this end easy and see for yourself."

With a bit more encouragement the boy finally pulled on the end and was amazed as the tube would not budge after moving just a bit.

"Wow, I can sort of even feel it inside."

"Now watch when I open this plug."

Yellow urine poured out into a large cup held to the end of the tube. The boy felt weird with that tube swinging from the end of his penis. In fact he felt like it somehow added to how aroused he was feeling. "OK, boy, now for a haircut."

"Why, I just had one."

"Well, not like this." Kerry brought over the electric clippers and started giving the boy a baldie as the doctor held onto the boys shoulders. The boy started whimpering as swipe after swipe of straight black hair fell onto the plastic covering on the floor.

"Now one last item, and you will be ready for the box."

At the mere understanding of those words the boy seemed to take on a frightened look, but one also coupled with some excitement.

The doctor picked up a rather slender butt plug with a strange fitting on the back flanged end.

"What's that for?" the boy asked with real apprehension.

"We can't have you pooping all over yourself can we?"

"I guess not." the boy replied uncertainly.

"Well this is just your rear end plug. This is only slightly wider than the tube we already put into your butt. Now some boys think this kind of feels neat up their butt. It can make them feel real sexy."

The doctor lubed it up well and as Kerry held up the boy's legs, he gradually eased it into the boy's rectum, watching the boy's expression.

"I feel like I have to poop." The boy seemed excited again about what was being done to him. Then the doctor got large syringe filled with liquid, attached it to valve on the end of the plug and started to press the plunger. The boy suddenly gasped as he felt something expand inside his rear end.

"Stop. Please stop!"

The doctor stopped, realizing he had only half the bulb expanded to insure that the plug would not come out. There was also a weird valve built into the plug that would allow the boy to fart when necessary.

"Boy, that should not be hurting. What's wrong?"

"I feel like I'm going to burst down there. It feels too big."

"Does it hurt?"

"Well, only sort a."

"By the look of your penis I'd say you are enjoying it."

The boy looked up embarrassed suddenly. "Well, it feels exciting at the same time."

The doctor finished filling the bulb before the boy could object. There were only a few more gasps from the boy. The doctor signaled to the driver who left and returned with a weird looking bag not too dissimilar from an air mattress. But with an opening down most its length. The doctor then lifted the boy off the table and the bag was placed atop. And quickly laid the boy down onto the table and into the bag.

The boy tried to sit up and suddenly felt the plug in his butt and let out a squeal.

"Stay down boy. This will be your sort of mattress while in the box. It's to make you real comfortable.

"What is it?"

"Well it's like an air mattress. Only this one has a built in cover. Stay down boy we need to get you in this thing."

The boy started thrashing around and the doctor had to be forceful.

"Boy be still or we will hold you down."

But the boy started to panic as the true reality of the thing finally sunk it. He was being kidnapped and shipped in a box. And he started being fearful about what would happen to him after that. Momentarily living out a fantasy was one thing, but this was real.

But the boy was too easily overwhelmed. Kerry took hold of the boy's bare feet and stuffed them into a pocket at the bottom of the bag, and quickly pulled up the huge zipper almost to the boy's crotch. And then what was being done to him suddenly triggered another type of reaction. Suddenly the boy started to spasm, lifting the center of his body off the table. With a low moaning wail he started thrusting up and down.

With a surprise in his voice the doctor, said: "My god. The kid is having an orgasm!"

Just as suddenly the boy quieted and just lay still, half in the bag. The doctor was now able to thread the now stoppered end of the catheter through a hole in the bag, stuffed the boy's hands and arms into their separate compartments, and quickly finished zippering. The boy was recovering from his orgasm and looking up at the three men.

"Wow." Was all he said.

"We're almost done here boy. This part of the mattress will fit around your head and act like pillow. How do you feel?"

"I don't know. I mean I never felt like that before just wanking."

"No boy, how does the bag feel?"

"All snuggly. But it's not really very comfortable."

"Well we have to put the air in yet." And with that he attached a small hand pump and started filling the bag. It took several minutes but finally all the compartments filled and the boy was totally confined in his cocoon.

"I can't hardly move. But I guess it's comfortable enough."

Speaking to the other men the doctor said: "OK, let's get the boy into the crate quickly and finish up."

The boy started making some unintelligible sounds as they easily picked up the bag and brought it out of the room and over to the awaiting crate. There was a perfectly scalloped space just right to accept the small boy shaped bag. They carefully lowered him into the space, then started attaching the straps in the box to all the rings around the circumference of the bag. They attached all 14 of them and then the doctor went to each in turn and made sure they were all holding snug. The boy was safely in his box.

The boy kept trying to raise his head to see what was happening but finally gave up as the strain on his neck was too great. The top of the bag held his head snugly. Then the doctor connected the air blower to a valve on the bottom of the bag and turned on the switch. It was connected to a thermostat and brought air around the outside of the bag to keep the boy cooled down. The fan was almost inaudible.

"What's happening?" The boy finally asked.

"You are just being strapped in. You don't want to bounce around do you? And that you feel is some air to keep you cool. Sort of like the astronaut suits. You have your own built in air conditioner. Now I just attached the tube from your penis to a container that will hold all your pee. Now boy listen good, because this is important. See this?"

The doctor held up for the boy to see a tube with a small flange made out of soft rubber that was to be fit into the boy's mouth. It was not a full gag but large enough so that when the final padded piece was zippered around the boy's face, it could not be dislodges. The padded piece was merely another portion with air chambers. But it was shaped to fit the contour of the boy's face with comfort. The full zipper around the circumference of the piece was necessary so that the boy was then totally sealed away. The doctor was a bit surprised at how quietly the boy was laying. Only a sudden movement of an arm or leg could be seen poking against the outline of the bag.

The boy tried to nod but could hardly move his head. "Yeah," the boy answered anxiously.

"Well this is so you don't get thirsty. This fits into your mouth and you can use it like a straw. Don't get all worried though if you only get a small amount out at a time. It's designed that way."

"Come on boy open your mouth."

Finally the boy did and the doctor inserted the sucking portion into his mouth. "OK now close your mouth and see if it works."

The boy did as told and tried to nod again. The doctor could see the boy swallow and was satisfied all was in order. He now had one last thing to say to the boy as per instructions from Dr. Yi.

"Now listen carefully boy. This trip will take about 1½ days but there is something in the water that will make you relax and even nap now and then. Don't get scared. We've moved boys like this before and have never had a problem. When we place on the lid you will hear some noise. That will be us screwing down the lid. Next you might feel something moving over you and a slight weight. That will be some foam that will flow over the top of you and keep you protected from bumps. You will be on two different planes and a couple different trucks."

As the boy was taking in these words his eyes seemed to expand.

"How about a couple more sips?"

The boy swallowed again. There were a few different drugs in the water and the doctor wanted them to start working on the boy as soon as possible. "Remember the next person you see will be your new master. You will be trained to become his slave. You will have no other options. Think on those words as you make your exciting journey."

The boy started really squirming as the final piece was positioned blocking out his sight. It was quickly zipped and sealed. There was a whole lot of high pitched moaning now coming from the boy. And a lot more squirming. The doctor sighed loudly as the top of the crate was put into position and the driver started screwing it down tight. This was a bigger chore than he had expected. And he realized that he also had a hard-on. The idea of sealing a boy in a box was arousing. He wondered how the boy would react to his new life. So vastly different than he could possibly have imagined. And he realized he had started to loose his objectivity as he handled and talked with the boy. This was the very first one that they crated up and shipped off without sedating him first. It was quite an experience – one that will give him quite fond memories. In that very short time he seemed to really bond with that boy. Now the boy will become not only a slave for life, but be subjected to Dr. Yi's new drugs and conditioning technique in his long effort to train the perfect slave boy. Dr. Yi worked with quite a number of boys over the years but this was to be his own very first personal slave boy. He said that going into his middle years he needed the added comfort of a boy companion. One over whom he had full and absolute control.

The doctor was taken out his reverie by the noise of the forklift bringing over two large jugs. The steel bands around the crate were already in place and he could see several funnels being fit into holes atop it.

He had never waited to watch this part of the procedure and decided this time to watch. Both jugs were opened and most of their contents were poured into a larger empty container. With some haste both Kerry and the driver started to pour the liquid into the funnels. In less than a minute several gallons of the liquid was poured and the funnels removed. Now the fascinating part. Several minutes later suddenly a white foam was extruding from all the holes. And just as suddenly it stopped. The boy was now well ensconced. The foam that now filled the entire top portion of the crate filling even the smallest gap and will keep the new slave boy well in place until he reached his final destination – Dr. Yi's residence and laboratory. A place he will never leave.

Almost a day and a half later, the boy was actually surprised when he was awakened with a heavy jarring of his crate. He had been dozing off and on for the entire journey and sometimes when he awoke needed several moments before he could remember what was happening to him. And both a major thrill and excitement, along with a deadly fear invaded his mind. They made war and only by concentrating on the excitement part was he able to quell his anxiety and fear. He also tried to figure out if he would really miss his home, and was surprised to discover that there was a bit more relief in his thoughts than sadness. He would miss his very best friend though, and his friend will never know what happened to him. But he was definitely glad to be away from the tensions, fights, and ill will of his very unhappy home life. He wished he had told his friend his darkest secret – not that he was gay – he told him that, but that he harbored fantasies about being compelled to do things. Being in chains and stuff. But now he never would. In fact it was his friend who came out to him first, way before he was even sure about himself. But he was too afraid to do much with him. He sucked on his friend's dick a few times and that was it. A few tears fell from his eyes as he was remembering all the things he and his friend had talked about doing in their lives. Both in their immediate future and later on. He was suddenly scared again about what his future would now be. He then suddenly regretted sending that last message and his picture on the internet – none of this would have happened. But fortunately there was still a spark of feeling like he was on some kind of exciting adventure that kept him from real despair. And of course there was that one other thing. His entire kidnapping, his being confined to this crate, and the actual idea of being forced into sexual slavery had him more aroused than he had been in his entire life.

At long last the journey ended. Both excitement and dread warred in his mind as Chris heard someone apparently opening up his crate. He would sure be glad to be able to move more than an inch or two [5 cm] again. Just to stretch seemed like an amazing prize.

Chapter 3

Dr. Yi opened the crate with avid anticipation. Although used to weeks at a time working in almost total isolation, he now yearned for companionship. And of course sex. And like many other deviant members of society he had always yearned for a boy lover whom he could completely dominate and control. His particular predilection was to have a boy who was just at the cusp of puberty so that all or most of the boy's sexual experience would be only with him. So far, for people with means, this was obtainable. However, he yearned for something more than just that. What he really wanted, unfortunately, was impossible. He wanted a boy lover that he would keep – as in forever. And there was the problem – boys grew up. And he would also prefer a boy who could be conditioned eventually to respond positively to their master/slave relationship.

When graduating from med school in the United States at the age of 22, Yi was considered almost beyond brilliant. Indicating his preference for research, he was highly recruited by some of the best med labs in the world. He chose one that specialized in hormonal and behavioral modification drugs. Eight years later, and himself on the verge of some amazing and groundbreaking discoveries, he was unfortunately discovered with an under-aged boy. The company, not wanting bad publicity, paid people off, including the parents of the boy, and told Yi to find a new job. Yi went back to his native Hong Kong, where he worked for his uncle for a short term, just sorting out his life. He never really liked his uncle, but he was rich and for some unknown reason doted on his nephew since he had no family of his own.

To make a long story short, three years later, when his uncle passed away, Yi inherited many more millions than he had already inherited from his parents. And with all the new restrictions imposed by the new government of Hong Kong after the island was given back to the Red Chinese, Yi purchased his own small island in Malaysia and set up his own new lab. That was two years ago – now he was to fulfill all his lifelong dreams – he hoped. After his years of research he believed he had finally solved the problem of delaying secondary physical manifestations that occurred with the onset of puberty. He had even discovered, he believed, a method of blocking some of the body's chemicals that regulate growth and development of the human body. And he had just acquired his first test subject.

The photos he had seen of this boy had him so excited that he already had one of the best orgasms he'd had in weeks. And that was saying something for a person who had been able to have enhanced his own sexual equipment. Among the new treatments that Yi had been able to pioneer, was a fat based hormone that could not only mimic testosterone, but even cause a growth and increased sensitivity of a man's sexual organs. Of course it was not quite perfected, and after trying it out on himself, he discovered an unfortunate side effect. Two actually. One, his penis and testicles would NOT stop growing, and two, the increased sensitivity caused him instant arousal from almost the slightest touch. He was fortunately finally able to come up with something that could block the effect but not before his penis had grown to a full 10 inches [25 cm] long and over 2½ inches [6½ cm] in diameter when erect. His testicles also matched. But who can enjoy sex when there was almost no one who could accommodate you? But it was the other effect that caused the real problem. Just wearing clothes caused an erection. The only way he could appear in public was to wear some device that limited the erection, and that was not only hugely uncomfortable, but also SO frustrating to his increased libido. He did this when necessary; however, in the lab he would commonly walk around with his equipment just hanging out. Even when soft his penis and testicles were impressive.

And that leads to his other reason for wanting to obtain his own personal boy slave. He would have to modify the boy so that the boy could pleasure him properly. Of course this took no new science; only someone who could be operated on without worrying about such things as the boy's willingness to cooperate, and restrictive laws.

But now he had his own island, and his own boy. The boy was in the crate he was now in the process of opening. The crew he hired to deliver it to his lab had already left the island and now he was finally alone with his new boy. His anticipation was palpable. He wanted to savor this moment so that he had been very deliberate. He had a gurney on which to lay the recumbent boy and wheel to his awaiting cell. He even hid his sexual equipment for the time being. No sense in frightening the boy at the very start. He locked both doors, the one to his lab and the one to the loading dock. He removed the metal bands, took out the screws holding down the lid, and then, with a small crowbar, eased off the lid. There underneath was a white foam that had been injected into the crate. Fortunately the way the crate was designed, this was removed in almost one entire piece which he discarded next to the far wall. There the boy lay in an air filled (and boy filled) bag. He realized that the boy was conscious by the small movements against the bag. Fortunately it did not appear that the boy was currently overly agitated. He first disconnected the bladder tube and the air line to the bag. Now was the moment. He unsealed the small piece covering the boys face and unzipped it. With shaking fingers he removed it. The boy tried to look up at him and suddenly moaned and winced quickly shutting his eyes. The doctor reached over with a pair of wrap around sun glasses.

"Here boy, these should help." And with difficulty fitted them onto the boy.

"A noise came from the area of the boy's mouth that sort of sounded like "Thanks." Yi then removed the tube and gag from his mouth. The boy tried to talk but had difficulty.

"Boy, just wait for now. When I have you completely free I will give you something to ease your mouth and throat."

There was another throaty reply.

The doctor now undid the straps and then lifted the entire bag out of the crate and tried to strap it onto the gurney. The boy started moaning and trying to move making the transfer suddenly difficult.

"Boy, I need you to calm down and be quiet a moment. Just be patient and I will have you out of there."

The boy quieted and Yi did up the straps. He then moved the gurney down several short corridors and emerged into the lab proper. There, in the very middle, was a small cell, straight out of a jail house movie. Only this one had bars around all four sides and thus allowed any occupant no privacy. Along one side was a mattress atop a three foot [90 cm] high shelf. It had a soft cover that was only removable by undoing a zipper under the mattress. A comfortable chair was in a corner. And that was all. Not even a bed pan or container for human waste. There was barely room for the gurney, which was now wheeled through the open barred door.

"Here we are boy."

The boy was both anxious, scared, and excited all at once. He just wished he didn't feel so lethargic. Strangely, uppermost in his mind was curiosity. What would his master look like? Would he look nice? Would he be nice? (Needless to say the boy was quite naive). And then the thought of actually BEING a slave resounded through his mind in an almost fantasy. He could not really comprehend the reality of that notion so it was not quite real to him yet. But he was smart enough to realize he was being drugged - - he was told as much when he was crated – and he wondered if the drugs were responsible for his not being overcome with fear. Of course overlying everything else he was SO sexually aroused by the whole situation!

So too was Yi! He suddenly hated the necessity of his penile restriction but persevered. For now. He released the stale air with a turn of a valve and then unzipped the bag. He started pulling up the boy's legs when the boy yelled. "The thing!" He was pointing to his penis which was now sticking straight up. Yi realized that the catheter from the boy's penis was caught up in the bag and released it.

"Thanks sir," came a near whispered reply. "Why are you crying?"

Yi had tears running down his cheeks unabashedly. He could not articulate his feelings. The feeling of success, joy, possessiveness, and certainly sexual arousal were paramount. But underlying all of those was a small hint of caring for the boy, who looked to him like the cutest boy in the world. The boy was even Chinese.

"If only you knew boy how many years I have anticipated this moment." Of course Yi realized that this was an entirely UN-masterly thing to say to the boy but he didn't care. He made all the rules after all. Then the next thing Yi said was: "You stink boy!"

"I don't smell me," the boy said in all innocence. Yi smiled.

"OK boy for right now we must clean you up, look after your health, and then get you something to eat. You must be starving."

The boy smiled. This slave thing might not be too bad after all.

Yi pulled out a hypodermic and said: "Don't be frightened boy. This is to try to counteract some of the drugs in you. You probably will have trouble walking for a while. He injected the boy's arm. He was a bit amazed at the boy's passive nature even with the drugs. He also smiled seeing the boy's so very erect penis, which the boy suddenly realized and was now trying to cover with his hands. Yi laughed.

"Boy do you understand where you are and what is happening?"

"Well sort of. I was kidnapped. But I don't know where I am. Are you going to let me go back home eventually?"

Yi laughed again. "Boy, you are halfway round the world from where you were two days ago. You are on an island in the Malayan Archipelago." At the boy's puzzled look, Yi added: "Between China and Australia. Since you are obviously of Chinese extraction yourself, do you know from what Province your forbears came?"

"I'm only half Chinese. My mom was from Sansui. My Dad took her name when they married, bit she's dead now." There were a few tears brimming the boy's eyes. "When can I go home?"

Yi smiled. "Boy, you need to understand one thing right away. You are now my slave … forever. This is now your home."

Tears now started running down his cheeks. "You won't hurt me will you?"

"Boy, I promise that I will never hurt you to cause you pain intentionally." Yi knew that he was rationalizing just what he had planned for the boy, but for now he wanted the boy as compliant as possible. Some of the procedures he certainly did have planned will necessarily cause some pain. That couldn't be helped. And of course there was also the boy's extensive training.

The boy kept asking questions and Yi finally told the boy that he must be quiet and that he would get all his answers eventually. One of the questions concerned the cell with the bars. The boy was told that this is where he would be living just until all the medical stuff was done. He refused to tell the boy what medical stuff. Yi then carried the boy over to a huge tub.

"Sorry boy, there is no easy way to do this. This will hurt a little." And Yi removed the boy's catheter. The boy only whimpered a little at which Yi was impressed. "Good boy." Yi noted the beautifully shaped penis sticking straight out when erect, about 4½ inches [11½ cm] long with a small foreskin. On the small side but just perfect in Yi's mind. The glans was darker that the penis itself, which in turn was a few shades darker than the boys normal very light brown coloring. Its dimensions were perfect. He thought no modifications would be necessary. The boy's testicles, though also almost as dark as his glans, were very small and tightly snug with the penis in a very wrinkled pouch. He would have to change this. He liked a boy with a slightly pendulous testicle sac. Of course the testicles themselves would be removed shortly, and replaced with ceramic ones – very special ceramic ones.

Yi then thoroughly soaped him down, making sure to get into all the cracks and crevices. Especially the cracks and crevices. Yi thought that his erection was about to explode even through its restraint. He would do without it starting tomorrow. That was sure. As he was cleaning the boy's rosebud, he was also pleased to see, that it was really more a "brownbud." Too bad it will be a number of weeks before his own penis will make its acquaintance with the interior.

In spite of the boy complaining that he didn't want someone else to bathe him, the boy's erection also wound not abate, indicating that on a sexual level the boy was enjoying the procedure. After drying the boy off thoroughly, with a lot of embarrassment to the boy, Yi decided it was time the boy started to realize just what his role was. He was coming out of the drugs well and was much more cognitive of his situation and the doctor could see some alarm coming to the fore in the boy's demeanor and expressions.

"OK boy, to put it very bluntly, you are here to be my sex slave. You will be trained to take care of my sexual needs. Of course that doesn't mean that you can't also enjoy things."

The boy's erection became instantly rigid. He tried to cover himself again in acute embarrassment. Yi laughed.

"Boy, you will very soon lose all modesty. You will never wear clothes. AND you will NEVER, under pain of punishment, try covering up your genitals. After all they belong to ME now."

"But how about other people?"

"Most of the time there won't be other people. And the times they are here you are to remain naked in front of them." In spite of the boy's slightly darker complexion, Yi noted the boy's embarrassment.

Yi then laid the boy onto a padded table and commenced to engulf the boy's penis with his mouth. And putting a liberal amount of lubricant on his finger, he gradually inserted it into the boy's rectum. The hole was tight but not excessively small. Yi realized that his procedure to open the boy further should be very successful. The boy yelped and tried to stop Yi but the doctor was simply too strong and so much bigger for the boy's actions to have any effect. But the doctor's efforts had an amazing effect. The boy suddenly just lay down very passively and started groaning and whimpering. In very short order Yi was drinking down the boy's spurting output as the boy spasmed under him. Yi was now so aroused himself that he ripped down his pants, retrieved his member from its restraint, and started rubbing it over the boy's stomach. The boy looked on in amazement and not a little fear. He did not know that it was possible for any penis to be so big. And the man's testicles had to have hung halfway to his knees. He suddenly had an almost irresistible urge to touch them but fear stopped him.

The doctor by this time was so totally controlled by his monstrous libido that all he was thinking of was his own pending orgasm. The first spurt almost filled the boy's bellybutton area. The next ten spurts covered the boy from head to foot. Another bath seemed necessary. Yi was delighted at having the best orgasm he had had in months. He picked up the boy and crushed him to himself.

"Boy, we are going to do amazing things together."

Several hours later both Yi and the boy were eating dinner. Chris was trying to use the chop sticks that Yi had given him. He was even laughing as he was trying to scoop up some rice that wouldn't behave. Yi on the other hand could not keep his eyes off his new boy.

"Look, like this." Yi picked up the bowl and uses the sticks like a small shovel.

He was also planning all the tests he still needed to make, both physiological and psychological on the boy. He decided to wait for the next day. The boy had been through a grueling examination for the past few hours. In addition, there was a matter of some impacted stool that had to be cleaned out of the boy's rectum. Fortunately the usual stool softeners worked handsomely. Besides the usual checks for a normal thorough medical check-up, Yi had drawn quite a number of vials of blood needed not only for test for disease, but also in preparation for the boy's physiological conditioning. There were also the detailed preparation for the boy's coming surgeries, and some of these were definitely not minor. A number of very invasive procedures were planned. And Yi had to decide just how much of these future body modifications he was going to mention to the boy in advance. As he watched the boy eat – a boy literally starving for the past couple days – he sardonically smiled to himself knowing that little did the boy know that this was the very last normal meal the boy would ever eat. A large part of the boy's surgery involved the boy's mouth, throat and trachea.

But that was starting tomorrow. Tonight he would introduce the boy to the wonderful world of man-boy sex. And he was certain, given the boy's so far apparent predisposition towards submission, together with the hypodermic he had readied to give the boy, he would be a very satisfying sex partner. Also, as a part of his plan, he wanted to make sure that his boy was not only always ready for sex, but that he was always anxious for it. He was going to make sure that the boy's introduction tonight was a night to remember. He even had a short CD prepared to show Chris exactly what Yi eventually expected of his slave.

And it was. Yi soon came to realize that at the slightest sign of aggression on his part, the boy became completely passive, exactly what he wanted in his boy – and without training! Dubrandt filled his order well! Yi decided to put his boy into some minor restraints as a foretaste of things to come. Eventually his boy, during the day, will be held in different degrees of bondage from extreme to moderate depending on Yi's mood at the time. But at night, Yi wanted a partner more free to respond and also more comfortable to lie and cuddle with. So tonight he merely cuffed his ankle and using a leather strap, secured him loosely to the bottom of the bed. The boy responded better than he could have hoped for. And he was almost as insatiable as Yi. (Of course there was that hypodermic which effectively freed all the boy's inhibitions).

Yi lay on top of his new boy and started licking him in various places. Finally ending at his favorite of all, the area between the scrotal sac and the rectum. Chris was starting to moan heavily, was quite stiff and leaking-cum. If that was slavery, he'd maybe be good at it. Then Yi sat on Chris' face and demanded the same treatment. Chris was so wound up, even though he felt a slight distaste for putting his face so near someone's ass crack he acquiesced. As he continued he found he enjoyed this activity. He couldn't believe that just a few days ago, he would have been in his room and merely dreaming of having sex like this. He got even more turned on realizing that he was now a captive and being 'forced' to have sex. Yi gradually directed his slave's mouth to his monster penis. Chris really tried but his mouth just wasn't wide enough. But he was so in arousal by now he kept licking the entire monster and sucking on the end savoring the pre-cum welling out of it.

Yi started to buck and realized he wanted to slow things down for a bit. He therefore pulled away and then sat directly on the boy's face. Without missing a single slurp, the now so aroused boy never thought to stop but started rimming his 'master's ' hole. The very idea almost had Yi coming with almost no direct contact on his own penis. Yi then commanded his boy to push his tongue inside. Chris immediately complied. Several minutes later Yi pulled away again and started inserting his own finger into his boy's rectum, while pushing his own raging penis into the boy's mouth. He forced the head of his penis inside, and in spite of choking, Chris did all he could to stuff as much of it as he could inside his eager mouth. Both slave and master erupted almost together. Chris though he was drowning as cum rocketed so forcefully that it came out of his nose. He seemed oblivious to everything but the moment. His own orgasm was the most intense of his young life.

Throughout the remainder of the night, whenever Yi re-awoke and found himself so aroused by having his boy in his arms, he again used his boy for his pleasure. It was his dream come true. And he even surprised himself when he felt the desire to reciprocate. And Chris, in spite of the previous evening's medication having worn off, would do anything that Yi prompted him to do. He was in part sexually stimulated merely by the fact that Yi 'was makin' him do these things.

After one more protracted sex session that next morning, Yi left Chris asleep in the bed while he readied the operating theater. As he worked, he took delight in the thought that this would be his slave's last day as a 'normal' boy. Because of the complexity of the procedures, Yi had contracted with other practitioners whom he could trust. These included a surgical nurse, a dental surgeon, and an anesthetist. (Necessarily those not finicky with operating on a non-consensual patient). But the first procedure would only require himself. And he wanted his boy conscious for it so he prepared a spinal block for the pain.

"What's happening sir? Where are you taking me?" Noting the direction they were headed the boy added: "I don't want to go back to that cell please. I promise to be good."

"Nothing to worry about boy. But remember last night when I said that proper sex between man and his boy required the boy to be able to swallow the man's entire penis, and to fuck him with your butt hole?"

"Well, yes, but I'm too small. I can't do what you showed me in that movie."

"Of course not boy. It would hurt you too much. So therefore we have to make your throat and butt holes bigger."

It was a good thing the boy was strapped down in the wheel chair. As it was the boy strained at his bonds and screamed. "NOOOOOO!"

The doctor took hold of the boys head with both hands and made sure the boy was looking at him. "This won't hurt you a bit I promise. Boy, shut up and listen. It's just a little operation and you will be asleep for it."

The boys tears lessened and he finally asked in a whispered voice. "You promise?"

"Of course boy. Just think how much sex fun we can have if we can do it properly." The doctor never did mention some of the procedures the boy would never know about until they were completed.

In spite of the boy not being under the influence of the drugs administered to him last evening, he was instantly aroused by talk of 'sex fun'. Even if his imagination was unequal to the task of envisioning what the doctor had in store for the boy. But all in good time.

"And remember what I said when you asked me always wanting to have sex with a boy and you asked me about what would I do when you grew up?"

"Yes sir."

"And what did I say?"

"That you could keep me a boy all the time. But I can't understand how. I have to grow up."

"That's not true boy. I have invented a way to stop that from happening. You will be much like you are now for the remainder of your life – as my boy. You will like that won't you boy?"

"I'm not sure." The boy was looking uneasy.

"Now boy. It really doesn't matter. I am your master and I decide these things."

The boy tried to deny the truth of that statement in his own mind but was afraid to say anything.

An hour later the boy was left half sitting, half reclining in a chair very similar to one used by a gynecologist. His legs were wide apart and his naked butt was up almost as high as his head. He also had a good view of his naked penis and testicles. He couldn't feel anything from his waist down. Yi was ready to proceed.

"I thought I would be asleep?"

"Not for this very first part. I wanted you to see it happen. Now let me show you something that took me almost 10 years to develop and perfect."

Because of a new battery of drugs administered, the boy was rendered almost incapable of reacting in fear to what was about to happen. Yi brought over a tray and with sterile gloves lifted up a medium sized, egg-shaped, milky white orb. In fact it was made out of a special ceramic that held his amazing creation – genetically engineered bacteria that produced a very special chemical. One similar to testosterone but different enough. It would allow a person to become sexually aroused and have an orgasm, yet not trigger any of the secondary sex characteristics that occurred when going through puberty and beyond. And the special ceramic was porous to the escaping hormone, but kept the altered bacteria captive. Combined with the special implants that the doctor was going to make in the boy, one next to his pituitary, and a very large one within his prostate gland, the boy – his boy – would hopefully stay his boy – forever. And together with a drug therapy that the boy would receive over the next few months, his boy will soon become the horniest boy in captivity. Figuratively and literally. Dr. Yi smiled contemplating this eventuality.

"What's that?" the boy showed genuine curiosity.

"Now I know that you are smart enough to understand what I am going to say. The chemical in this will substitute for your testosterone. With this you will still be able to have erections and sex – in fact great sex."

The boy WAS in fact very intelligent, and in a very short time he understood the full implication of just what he heard as Yi explained. And he reacted. It came out sounding like a primal wail. "NOOOOOOOO! Please don't?"

It took the doctor a while to calm the boy down so that he could talk to him intelligently again. "OK boy I won't if you can tell me why not?"

Now the boy was genuinely confused. With some tears the boy lamented: "I don't want to loose my balls."

"Why not"

"Well NO ONE wants to loose them."

"Boy, I know you have the intelligence to think this through. Why do you not want to loose your balls?"

"Because than I'd not have sex any more. And can't have kids anymore."

"OK, that's fair. Let's look at the having kids thing. By your own admission you are a complete homosexual. Can you really tell me that you would even have had kids if we never met?"

"I don't know." And after a moment. "Well, probably definitely not."

"Good. Now about the sex."

The doctor pulled down his pants and uncovered his own penis and testicles. He pulled a huge boner instantly. He walked over to the boy and shoved one of his testicles into the boy's hand.

"Feel that. I no longer have MY testicles. I also have an implant. And I have fantastic sex." Yi had lied. HIS implant was merely an attachment for chemical enhancement, and he still had both of his well functioning testicles.

The boy was eventually convinced. Well almost. But enough so that the doctor was able to continue with the procedure without the boy wailing with apprehension.

The doctor quickly and deliberately opened a midline incision down and around the testicles sac of the boy. There was surprisingly little blood. Then he precisely incised a slit along one of the inner testicle membranes and eventually removed the small grey orb. He then detached it from a ligament, the vas deferens and the blood supply, and sutured the vessels. He made sure the boy was watching him loose his manhood. He believed this a necessary step in his training.

"Now we will have to do a bit of stretching boy." This will be a tight fit.

Yi pushed the orb into place and closed the sac with a number of tiny sutures. He then implanted a temporary capsule which would release a chemical that would greatly vascularize the membrane in which the ceramic was housed. The chemical would be readily introduced into his boy's bloodstream.

"There boy, one down."

He repeated the process with the other testicle, and then closed the original incision. Again there were quite a number of very fine sutures. He was meticulous, not wanting any significant scaring.

The boy came out his seeming hypnotic state and gave big sigh. "You promise?"

"I want a boy who will have as much fun with sex as I do. In fact boy, you will have better and more frequent orgasms than any other boy alive. I guarantee it." It was part of Yi's plan to have the boy totally addicted to sex. HIS form of sex.

The doctor did not apply any dressing. The procedure on the boy's rectum and prostate were next.

Over the next twenty hours, a lot of work was done on the captive boy. For these procedures the boy was put under a general anesthesia.

First, a huge implant was placed into the boy's prostate. Within the next several months, after it fully activated, the boy would be almost incapable of loosing his erection except for possibly several minutes immediately following perhaps say a third or fourth orgasm in maybe 2 hours time. His libido will have reached new highs for a mere human boy. The one thing the doctor was not too sure of was if the boy would be able to distract himself enough from the near continuous need for an orgasm, so he could indulge profitably in other pursuits. It will be fun to find out.

Next, grafts were made to the boy's sphincters, and additional muscle, taken from elsewhere, was added to supplement those already there. He wanted his boy to be able to maintain a tight hold onto his own huge penis.

After a couple hour break, another surgery was done on the boy's mouth, jaw, and throat. The jaw was made to easily dislocate, the throat was enlarged, and the nerve that causes the gag reflex was transected.

The next procedure was on the boy's trachea. Yi wanted the boy to be able to keep his penis down the boy's throat, and to be able to sit on the boy's face for extended periods. Thus the boy needed an alternative air route. This was accomplished by opening a hole from just under the boy's thyroid, and joining his trachea with the outside world. But this was a very complex procedure because he also wanted a flap of skin and ligament to be able to overhang the hole for two reasons. Cosmetically so that the hole was not very apparent, and functionally so that a micro filter could be put into place. He also wanted a plug to be able to be in place there so that the boy could breathe normally when the doctor desired. As long as this hole were left open, the boy would not be able to speak.

The final procedure would perhaps be the most traumatic for the boy. All the boy's teeth were removed including the buds of his wisdom teeth. And to make it easy for future removable implants in the boy's mouth, three metal pegs were implanted into the boy's upper and lower jaws. The doctor wanted no impediment to his enjoyment when using his boy's mouth. He also wanted to be able to attach easily removable items so that the boy's mouth would not take in that sunken look and also he had devised a nifty devise that would not allow the boy to open his own mouth. Another item was a metal and plastic devise that would be attached to the boy's mouth (and tongue) to allow for forced feedings when wanted. And there were for sure a number of uses for these pegs that he hadn't even imagined yet.

Finally the boy was started on a series of inoculations guarding against various bacterial infections including the few strains of hepatitis.

Yi finally fell into his easy chair that night completely exhausted,

but completely satisfied and thrilled. The boy was out of recovery and then re-sedated for the night and positioned into an airbed. Yi intended to not allow the boy regain full consciousness until most of his procedures were healed. Thus he also attached a PIC line for long term IV use, and a naso-gastric tube for feeding.

Perhaps a few weeks from then the last procedure would be undertaken. Yi would be rerouting the end of the boy's urethra. It would result in the boy's total inability to control the flow of his own urine. The doctor wanted the control of his boy's bodily functions in his own hands. He also intended to take away the boy's ability to control his own bowel movements. This however, would not need any surgery.

Over the next couple weeks the boy gradually recovered. The few times the boy had became conscious, the doctor was careful to not allow the boy to fully understand what had been done to him. Finally the last bandage was removed, and the boy's gums had healed sufficiently to allow the naso-gastric tube and PIC line removed. The doctor was thrilled at the lack of scaring at all the suture lines, and also the smooth gum line in the boy's mouth. The only place not healed enough yet was the throat. With the temporary plug in place and a bandage still there, the boy need not know of it yet. He was going to be difficult enough to handle when he discovered the loss of all his teeth, and even worse when he learned what next the doctor planned. This will involve devices plugged into the boy's throat and anus so that these areas can be further expanded.

Also during this down time, Yi had made meticulous measurements of the necessary areas of his boy's body and had spent literally tens of thousands of (Hong Kong) dollars for all the new accoutrements that the boy would sport both permanently and on occasion.

The permanent collar for the boy he had made out of stainless steel. It was quite heavy. He wanted his boy aware of it at all times. To it would be attached a removable chain that would be either fastened to some bulkhead somewhere or become the boy's leash. Other permanent attachments were also prepared. Yi was highly aroused just anticipating the event of attaching these symbols of the boy's slavery.

Chapter 4

Chris awoke and looked around. He had a sense that a good time had passed and had a hazy memory of awakening a few times, but his disorientation was still extreme. Finally a memory surfaced that pierced the boy with acute horror. That of loosing his testicles. He reached down to feel himself. At first he wondered if it was all a dream and then he realized something WAS different. His testicles were larger! And then he realized that they felt funny. There was feeling on the outside but that was all. Finally he realized that it was all true. He had those weird white egg shaped things in place of his testicles. In spite of the understanding of his devastating loss, he instantly went very hard and felt an amazing urge to masturbate.

It was at this point when that strange man entered. He pulled his boy's hand away from his rigid penis.

Yi had been watching on a monitor. It was time to intervene; that would be the very last time his boy would EVER touch his own penis or testicles. It was time to turn his boy into a proper SLAVE.

"Boy, it is time to make sure you realize that I am your master and to understand just what this means. And there will be NO argument or even questions allowed."

The boy's emotions were on a roller coaster. From contemplating both his loss of freedom and changes made to parts of his body, to the realization that a good part of himself was thrilled and so aroused by this exact same information, he was totally confused. And indeed physically he felt remarkably well. He could feel no pain anywhere. He started wondering just what all had been done to him and about the one bandage still on him – that just below the front of his neck. Of course this sudden outburst frightened him. What was now going to happen to him?

"Boy, just what are you doing?"

"Nothing sir. And sir, I don't want to be a slave no more. Please send me home."

The boy trembled as the strange man didn't even seem to hear him. Instead he circled behind him and as the boy looked back his mouth was forced open and a huge rubber thing was inserted. He winced as his mouth was stretched so much. Fortunately, after the thing was put inside and a strap was tightened around his head causing the back of his mouth to be pulled back, his jaw was allowed to relax a bit so it didn't hurt so much. The boy tried to remove the gag with his hand and there was a sudden movement by the man and he saw a weird strap thing, with a couple strands split off at the end, come down on his leg. Even through the cover it hurt so much he could hardly breathe.

Yi heard a satisfying scream as the boy reflexively pulled up his leg. There were instant tears in the boy's eyes.

"Boy, let's get this clear right now. I am your master. You are my slave. It will never change. You will NEVER be allowed to leave. NEVER. This is forever. And when you do something that I do not wish, you will be punished. Is that understood?"

Yi was at this same time contemplating modifications to his slave-boy that would forever preclude his returning to 'normal' society. He smiled as he entertained these thoughts. Now, besides the normal slave training, he deemed it paramount to make sure his boy eventually realized that fact.

What the boy realized now was that he could not speak. He also realized just now that his mouth felt real funny. But that only occupied his attention for a few moments. The pain in his thigh was uppermost.

"Boy, nod your head if you understood me."

The boy reluctantly nodded. He so wanted to say something.

"Do you know why I just punished you?"

A shake of his head – no. His tears were still flowing.

"I just put that gag into your mouth. That means I wanted it there. And yet you tried to remove it. Now do you understand?"

A nod yes.

"Good. Now I have put that gag into your mouth because I do not need to hear anything you have to say right now. You will listen to me or be punished again. Now I do not want to punish you anymore. But you will force me to if you disobey. Will you be a good boy now?"

A nod yes. Emphatic.

Yi sat down on the boy's bed and picked the boy up and put him onto his lap. "That's a good boy. I'm sorry I had to do that. Now this can be an adventure for you if you just let it. You ARE my slave. I need you to accept that fact."

The man could see the boy's boner returning. He smiled. He realized that its extreme tumescence was not completely due to the drugs.

"OK boy, we have a lot of things to get done today. Now I need to get your chair. You must promise me you will not move. Can I trust you?"

Another emphatic nod.

Yi deliberately left the boy unattended to see what he would do. He smiled as the monitor showed absolutely nothing. The boy was staying still. That hit with the light tawse was quite painful and possibly the worst physical pain the boy had ever experienced. But probably nothing to what he will necessarily have to do to the boy to eventually obtain his complete submission and cooperation. But he felt confident especially since it was already a part of the boy's nature to submit especially in a sexual context. And as much as possible, Yi intended to make every event in the boy's future, at the very least indirectly sexual.

Yi brought in a modified wheelchair that had straps that could be used to totally immobilize his boy but only used it now for a fast passage to the item that Yi thought of as "the chair." It was the same one the boy was put in when he lost his testicles. The arm and leg rests were moveable and could be positioned in diverse fashion. Yi reentered the room with the hospital bed, easily picked up his boy and wheeled him out in the wheelchair and transported him back to a room off his lab.

"Now boy, I am going to secure you to this chair and any resistance will receive punishment. You will only move when I tell you to."

The boy was looking intently at what Yi was doing as he was being fastened down. First a web belt secured him around his slim waist. Then another one around his chest. Straps were than fastened around his upper arms, forearms, thighs, and finally calves. He could wriggle a little but that was all. His penis was sticking straight out and now dripping a bit.

The boy's breathing convinced Yi that he was greatly aroused. As was Yi himself. Yi at this time decided to dispense with his own penile restraint and removed his strange cod piece, allowing his penis and testicles freedom.

After allowing his genitals free roam, Yi then attended to his boy. The head piece of the chair had been removed, along with the extensions for the hands and feet. He had full access to the boy's neck and extremities.

"Boy, listen carefully. I consider this your formal induction into your life as my slave. Note that you are fully naked. You will never again wear clothes. Your body belongs to me and I want to see it. You should be proud of having such a cute boy-body and beautiful boy-penis. And because of the recent implants I have given you, I am confident that your boyish charms and aspect will continue indefinitely. Note also that one main effect of the implants will be to eventually bring you to a condition of near continuous sexual arousal."

The boy again muffled something as Yi started fondling the boy's penis and testicles. He felt the hard orbs now residing in the boy's scrotum. And he smiled at the fact that they were starting to deliver the huge amounts of hormone specifically designed to make this boy monstrously aroused for the remainder of his life. These orbs will not be subject to aging. Their chemical passion making ability will never be reduced. Coupled with the other implants and the regular regime of drugs the boy will be kept on, this boy, when the implants reach maximum output in a few weeks, will never again be without thoughts of extreme sexual arousal for any significant period of time. Crudely put, this will be one fucking horny boy!

The boy's eyes went wide with curiosity as Yi picked up two semicircular pieces of metal, apparently very heavy. Yi had been at a quandary. He knew how badly a leather collar could chaff a sweating neck, yet he did not want his boy's neck to suffer from a cutting metal collar. He finally opted for a simple thick oval shaped ring, made out of polished stainless steel about an inch [2½ cm] thick on its long axis and fairly heavy. It was made small enough so that it would rest on his neck muscles rather than his collarbones. It also had places where four anchoring rings could be attached equidistant on the outside of the collar; their use obvious. One of these consisted of merely two small holes where as the other three rings could be snapped into place. Chris was strangely excited as he inspected the things.

"Boy, these are two halves of what will be in a few short minutes your permanent collar. All slaves need a slave collar."

Yi looked down and could see copious amounts of pre-cum dribbling from his boy's penis slit. His boy appeared as turned on by all this as he was.

What Yi was able to have made for him were two machined halves that would fit together almost seamlessly without welds or even hasps. The flat end of the curve had two bolt-like projections which had a cone-like tip which was designed to fit exactly into a cone-like hole in the other half of the collar. The main distinction was that the flair of the cone had to be forced into a groove of its opposite member. It took a special vice to force the ends together.

Yi put the two pieces in place around his boy's neck and fitted them together. There was a small gap left. He then fitted onto the collar a special hefty vice clamp made just for the collar. It was designed with a small motor to turn the two screws. In spite of the huge gear ratio the motor started to strain and Yi started to get worried. But then there was a sudden snap, and the ring became one solid object. It was beautiful to behold. Its permanence was obvious.

The boy seemed to be trying to see how he could make the thing more comfortable as he twisted his neck around, emitting a string of muffled noises.

Yi then retrieved the short chain which looked more like something a man would wear around his wrist than a chain. It was hefty enough to make one instantly realize that it was not meant to break. Yi then forced a protective mat all around the metal collar between the boy's neck and the metal. He got up and wheeled over a welding machine. He put protective goggles on the boy and a welder's hood on his own head. (He wanted his boy to actually see the bright light so he could better experience more fully his retreat from freedom). In seconds a hefty V-shaped piece of metal was put through one end of the chain and the two open ends pushed into the two holes in the collar. It was then quickly welded into place. Yi let it cool as he returned the welder to its closet. He remover the mat and inspected his handy work. Chris was staring at him intently. Yi then picked up the other end of the chain and tugged it slightly. The boy then realized how the chain and collar resembled a collar and leash on a pet. He gave out a small whimper.

"Well boy, you are now permanently attached."

Yi removed the boy's gag and spoke: "You may speak boy. What do you think?"

The boy let out a gasp as his penis suddenly erupted. Amazing! That said more than a whole barrage of words. The boy eventually answered. "My god. I can't believe I did that. I think… I think…" That was all he got out and then he started shaking almost uncontrollably along with crying gasps. Yi quickly leaned over and put his arms around his boy.

"You will be fine boy. Just accept your situation. Submit. I will take good care of you."

The boy quickly recovered and started to say something else and suddenly realized that something about his mouth felt really weird. Yi could see the boy trying to feel what was different.

"What happened to my mouth? It feels like something's sticking to my teeth."

Yi had put in the boy's mouth implant that most resembled a false set of teeth. That was what the boy was feeling.

"Those, boy are your new false teeth. You have a full upper and lower plate. But they are not really for eating, just cosmetic. Here, let me show you."

Yi easily detached the two plates and removed them. The boy looked down at them in a bit of a panic and then started feeling his mouth with his tongue.

A sudden wail came from the boy who then tried to ask what happened to all his teeth. At least that was what Yi surmised as the words were very indistinct. The boy then moaned when he realized he could hardly speak intelligibly.

Yi then produced a different gag, one designed fill the boy's toothless mouth. The boy tried to resist and stopped suddenly when he saw Yi pickup the tawse.

"Boy, what did I say about obeying me?"

The boy shuddered and started pleading. To no avail. Yi stood and came down medium hard on the boy's exposed thighs. A mighty scream rent the room, that is when the boy was finally able to draw in some breath.

Yi then circled behind the boy and attempted to comfort his boy, putting his arms around his head and leaning his head next to the boy's.

"I truly am sorry boy but you gave me absolutely no choice. You started resisting me when I tried to put in your gag. You need to learn that a master requires total obedience and compliance from his slave-boy."

Eventually the boy was able to speak again. It sort of sounded like: "My teeth!" In a moaning lament. "And look what you did to my hands!"

Yi then picked up the gag, showed it to the boy, and then inserted it into the boy's mouth with absolutely no resistance from his boy.

Yi then held the boy's chin to get his attention. "You see boy. That's all you had to do. Good boy."

Yi decided to use this opportunity to continue the boy's training.

"Now boy. Let's recall just what now happened. I tried to fit in your gag and you resisted. Correct?"

The boy nodded with a fearful look and still a few tears dripping down.

"Then I had to punish you and then after comforting you as best I could you disobeyed my intent by speaking. Isn't that correct?"

There was a definite shake of the head. And if possible the demeanor of the boy showed even more fear.

"Well, let's see. I did give you permission to speak but when I started putting the gag back in your mouth it is undeniable that I no longer wanted you to talk. Isn't that correct?"

The boy again shook his head no.

"Now boy, think before you reply. And remember lying to your master can not be tolerated and would also need to be punished. Don't you think that if I try to put back your gag that I no longer want you to speak?"

The tearful boy finally nodded.

"Good. Good boy. I am certainly happy that you did not try to lie again. But as you can see I again have no choice. I have to punish you for saying something after I started putting in your gag."

The boy started making a lot of high pitched noises and pulling at his bonds as Yi again came down on the boy's thighs with the tawse. Again a huge wail. It took the boy a few minutes to recover. Of course Yi then lifted the tawse again and a very frightened boy started struggling in his bonds and moaned loudly.

"Now boy, you DID happen to lie once to me and as I said this is a very bad thing."

This last remark brought on a sort of wining moan that must have been dredged from the bottom of the boy's very soul. Yi was glad he had left in the boy's gag. He did not want to have to hear any of the boy's entreaties. They would have been useless anyway. Yi made a stroke across the boy's chest just below the nipples. A new crescendo of wailing came from the boy's gagged mouth.

Yi left the boy and waited in the next room for his moans to stop and the boy to calm down. He thought that the boy's training was going well. He decided that he now needed to show the boy some compassion and decided to bring him a milk shake. He would obviously be thirsty after all the water loss from his tears and sweating. He also intended to arouse his boy into another orgasm when he will have obviously cooperated during the completion of attaching his permanent wrist and ankle cuffs. Yi was hoping that just by attaching these cuffs, the boy would get sexually aroused.

Yi returned about 20 minutes later and the boy looked up in fear.

"Now boy, if I remove your gag will you promise to cooperate and not to speak unless specifically instructed?"

The boy nodded emphatically.

Yi removed the gag and inserted into the boy's mouth two pieces of plastic that would enable the boy to enunciate better. They were much less than full dentures and much lighter, and would be the usual insert for the boy since Yi wanted the boy's face not have any of that sunken-in look that could be seen in a person with no teeth. Future inserts would be more elaborate and even include one that would not permit the boy to even open his mouth. Another one would consist of metal and plastic and enable Yi to force-feed his boy. That will definitely become very necessary during the next stage of his boy's training.

The boy started running his tongue over the insert to try to identify what it was.

"Now boy here, you are probably thirsty." And Yi lifted the large milkshake to his boy's lips. There was straw to draw it up."

The boy made to move his hand to hold the large cup.

"No boy. I will hold it for you. I want to reward you for being a good boy."

The boy greedily downed the shake and made the usual sounds with the straw at the end when the liquid is finished. He even smiled as Yi pulled back the cup.

"Now boy, I give you permission to speak but ONLY to answer certain questions I have. Understand?"

"Yes sir."

"Good. But first let's talk about some rules. It might seem a bit complicated to you now but it is necessarily important if you are to be trained as a good slave. You must always remember that you are my slave and therefore all your actions are to be at my direction. You are never to make any significant action without my express direction. You will also NEVER even attempt to ask me a question unless given specific permission. Is this understood?" "I think so. But I'm not entirely sure."

"OK. The best I can say it is that you are allowed no moves that have a purpose without permission. Now because I am a kind master, I will realize that for the next several weeks you are learning. For the time being when you slip up, unless it is deliberate, I will not punish you for it. I will just kindly remind you of your mistake. OK boy?"

"Yes sir. Thank you sir."

"Now that kind reminder will be done with this.'

Yi showed his boy a small flexible strap that was actually very forgiving. He had even hit himself with it to get its feel. An easy swing would only give a small sting, easily endured as merely the reminder it was meant to be."

The boy showed his fear and agitation upon seeing the strap.

"But sir please don't hurt me any more. I promise I'll be good."

"I know that boy. But we all make mistakes and this will just be a reminder. Sit quietly and let me show you."

With that Yi came down softly on the boy's naked calf. The boy flinched but did not yell.

"That wasn't so bad was it?" "No sir." This came out in a very soft voice. "Sir I promise, really I do."

"I know boy. That's why I have decided to reward you."

And Yi proceeded to swab the boy's obvious red marks with topical lidocaine. The instant relief could easily be seen on the boy's face.

"Thank you sir."

"Boy, did I invite you to speak then?"

The boy suddenly looked sad and replied: "I am sorry sir, I forgot."

"OK boy, the swat on your calf I just gave you will be for that infraction.

Yi could see the boy ready to reply with another thank-you, and lifted his hand to the boy's mouth to stop him from saying something. The boy stopped and smiled. And said nothing.

When Yi had finished with the lidocaine, he then continued with his instructions.

"To continue with the rules. You must always address me as master. And also EVERY reply, except for 'yes master,' and 'no master,' will begin with the word master. Understand?"

The boy hesitated a second and then replied: "Yes master." The boy and the master both smiled at this success.

"Good boy. I am very proud of you."

"Do you have any question to ask me? Remember you only have permission for one question?"

Yi was surprised when his boy paused, thinking for a short while. He finally did ask: "Master, why do I have to be your slave?"

Yi thought that a very good question for a teenager. Especially under the stress he had deliberately put him under.

"Boy, and by the way, that will now be your name, you are my slave because I want you to be my slave. It is as simple as that. And since that was such a good question I will let you ask one more."

My boy started to say something and then stopped. Then he restarted with: "Master, why did you pick me and do you think it fair to do this to me?"

Yi looked at his boy and started chuckling. He never did say anything about compound questions, so he let the two questions pass as one.

"Again boy a very good question. And I will answer the last part first. Of course it is not fair to you. BUT it is more fair to you than it would have been to most other boys I could have picked. Do you understand why?" And Yi deliberately looked down at his now engorged and dripping penis.

My boy looked and seemed to experience some embarrassment again in spite of being naked for almost half a day. "I'm not sure, but is it because I'm a homosexual?"

"That is only partly it boy. Not only are you gay, but you are also almost entirely a submissive. That means that you derive sexual pleasure by allowing another to do things to you. When I start having sex with you, you grow very passive and allow me to dictate what will be done. It is this nature that I believe will eventually allow you to even thrive being my slave. Especially since I want to do everything I can to help this along. I want you to derive sexual pleasure from what I do to you every bit as much as I use you for my own pleasure. (Ok, so that might have been a small lie). Also I am not a sadist. That means that I do not derive pleasure from causing you pain. I only punish you as needed to train you. My pleasure is derived from the absolute control I insist on having over you. I never did intend to explain myself to you this way but you have started to endear yourself to me. You may reply."

"Master. Thank you for answering. But I would rather be let free."

"Boy, two things. One, I do not wish to let you go free. I have awaited and worked to have a boy like you almost half my life. And two, I believe that you will eventually get to the point where you will not want to leave me."

Yi's boy almost made the mistake of saying something but stopped short. Yi smiled. "Note boy, all this talk of you being my slave has gotten you very aroused." Yi was also glad to note that his boy was intent on what he just said and wondered if (or more likely when) he would realize that it was only part of the truth of the situation.

"OK boy, let's finish with your adornments and then get back to the rules. I will start with your cute ankles." Yi wheeled over a small cabinet and pulled up a stool and sat in front of him. Yi released his right foot and put it onto the edge of my cushioned stool between my legs. He then opened a drawer and retrieved the first of the ankle cuffs that he had specially made. It consisted of a shaped web steel band fully an inch [2½ cm] wide and an eighth thick covered in heavy leather. The inside of the cuff had an additional heavy thickness of leather covering a special very dense foam plastic. The dense plastic insert was exchangeable. The rest was permanent. Yi tested one similar to it a couple weeks ago and suspended himself from his own wrists for an extended period. His arms and especially his shoulders gave out in pain well before his wrists. Yi also learned that he would only suspend his boy for reasonably moderate periods. Unless he had support from some other area of his body. He really did not want to injure his boy. Yi put on the first cuff. The outer metal band extended from one end and with effort was slotted over a couple rivets. Yi inserted a long handled clamping device. Though the metal rivets were soft enough to squeeze shut, they were none the less permanent. Yi finally finished with all four rivets and inspected his handy work.

"You will note boy that this cuff is permanently emplaced and also has four collapsing D-rings to use for fastening your ankle to whatever I decide to fasten it to."

Instead of looking scared or worried, Chris seemed mostly excited. Yi smiled at the implication. He did the boy's other ankle and then released the boy's arms to continue with his wrists in similar fashion. After the first wrist, Yi let his boy inspect the cuff more closely. He looked at it intently, turning his wrist first one way and then the other. Again the boy's curiosity and excitement seemed to me to be very apparent. Yi then snapped in place about a foot [30 cm] of chain between his ankles. This chain was meant to be removed when necessary. Yi did the same with his wrists but with a lighter chain. At some later date both his hands and arms would be more severely restricted for long periods of time. But that could be even weeks away. All in due time.

In spite of all the sophisticated bondage apparatus available to Yi, he decided it best to go slowly in introducing my boy to severe bondage. Yi wanted him to respond sexually and in a positive manner.

"Good boy. We have come a long way today. And I really and truly believe that you want to be a good boy. But you reacted without thinking earlier. So now you must always think before you do or say anything. You must ask yourself: 'What does my master want?' You think you can do that boy?"

His boy answered yes. Yi thought it imperative that his boy's training eventually lead the boy to ALWAYS think in terms of "what does my master want."

Yi then reinserted the boy's gag. The boy would eventually have a gag much more intrusive than this one.

Yi left his boy strapped to the chair while he prepared lunch for them both. Yi had a definite plan of action which included increasingly taking from his boy any control over either himself or his environment. Soon the very act of feeding himself will be even taken away from him.

After lunch (the boy's meal was necessarily pureed since the "dentures" that could be inserted into his boy's mouth was cosmetic only and not functional, except they allowed Chris to speak more clearly), Yi took hold of his boy's leash and brought him shuffling into the area Yi called the dungeon. It held the majority of Yi's larger bondage apparatus. The cage in the lab was only there for the times he wanted his boy with him in the lab. Yi led his boy over to a chair which allowed Yi a fast method of putting his boy into a relatively secure, but moderate, full bondage situation. The chair was well padded and looked almost like a regular Captain's chair. Except it had specific sleeves in which his boy was to fit his legs and arms. Yi disconnected the short chains connecting his boy's cuffs, picked him up bodily and slotted his boy's feet into their appropriate holes in the front of the chair. When he had he boy's feet and legs up to his knees in their appropriate compartments he had the boy sit. He then pushed the boy's hands and forearms into their compartments on the arms of the chair. The back of the chair accepted the boy's neck. To finish the "seating" of his boy he simply secured a belt around the boy's chest and arms and hooked the boy's leash chain behind the chair. Yi noted that the boy's erection had returned in its full intensity and could now be fondled without a chance of interference. The boy mumbled through his reaffixed rubber mouth gag.

"Now boy, let's continue your lesson. You know that you are here as my sex slave. By now you know some of what I have done to you. You must realize that everything that has been done was done for your benefit. Your anal opening has been altered so that it can now be eventually stretched so as to accommodate my penis without undo pain. The same goes for your mouth and throat. It was necessary to remove all your teeth so that you may better perform when you are sucking on my penis. Again this was to enable you in your proper function as my sex slave."

Yi smiled as saw his boy's penis start to drip. Yi couldn't help stroking the boy's chest lightly. The boy shuddered and moaned lightly through his gag. He was again very aroused.

Yi needed his boy in a more receptive frame of mind so he stopped his ministrations and lightly slapped the short tawse he carried on his own calf. The boy flinched and stared intently.

"Good boy; now focus. There was one more thing done that I deemed quite necessary."

Chapter 5

Chris looked at this man who insisted he was now his master with a little fear, but also with a significant sexual arousal. And what was really troubling him was that the idea of what Yi might next do to him was causing a good part of this arousal. Chris was very conflicted. As apprehensive he was about almost everything that was happening, and in spite of his gradual realization that Yi indeed wanted him as his SLAVE, part of his own mind seemed to be betraying him in his resolve to resist. And the really frightening aspect of this slight impulse to submit was that, at its core, it was not TOTALLY sexual. Of course, he was now getting so aroused that totally rational thought was becoming difficult if not impossible.

Yi smiled as he saw the emotions play across the boy's face. He continued: "I am sure that you would not really care to choke while sucking on my penis and performing other duties with your tongue and mouth, so I again did you a great favor. I am going to remove that last bandage and I want you to remain calm. There should be no pain left; you should not even feel discomfort. Understand boy?"

A nod. And a curious look as the boy directed his eyes downward. However, his thick metal collar would not allow him to watch as Yi tugged off the bandage and then did something that felt like he was pulling something hard that had been imbedded into his throat. Suddenly the boy realized that he was breathing through his throat area. And almost panicked. What had been done to him? He was further startled when he could now hardly emit a single sound.

"Don't fret boy. There is now a hole there so you can breathe whenever breathing through your nose and mouth become impossible. You should be grateful."

The boy was now wondering under what circumstances he would not be able to breathe normally. He looked a question at his master.

"I can see it in your eyes boy. I know as a fact that you fully understand the idea of deep-throating someone's penis. Now you will be able to do that and not have to worry about getting air to breathe. I have other things in mind that will also make this hole in your throat come in handy… Now pay attention."

Yi returned the boy's throat plug and reinserted it. The boy barely flinched indicating most of the soreness was already a thing of the past. Good.

The boy suddenly tried to say something through the gag.

"It is a good thing I have in your mouth gag or I suspect I would now be needing to punish you."

The boy suddenly looked alarmed and stayed quiet. Yi was curious. He removed the boy's gag and gave his boy permission to speak. "What is it that you felt so compelled to say boy?"

"Master. I'm afraid. All these things… I'm afraid."

"And what are you afraid of boy? You know that I will always take care of you."

Chris stared down at himself and realized that all these things were being done to him, and he no longer had any control over his own body.

"Master, I feel like I'm just living a fantasy. Nothing is real."

Yi chuckled. He had a boy who was genuinely aroused by a lot of what he was doing, but he also realized that the output of the boy's implants were also starting to come into effect. His overall plan for his slave was going well.

"Well boy, some of this IS your fantasy. You are aroused by what I've been doing to you."

"Master, how could you know anything about what I've fantasized about?" Chris had put some of his fantasies into stories. He was horrified to find that someone might know some of the things he had written about.

"Boy I know a lot about you. And much of it came right from your own computer. The night you were kidnapped, your computer was also searched for anything pertinent. I was very happy to see just where your sexual tastes lie. And I am most happy to oblige some of your sexual fantasies." Yi smiled broadly. His boy seemed too embarrassed to say anything more.

"I must also inform you that your decision to run away and escape the pain of your home life was also there on your computer for the authorities to find when your parents told them that you were missing. Your intent, as stated in a letter you wrote to your best friend, was to somehow get to Sichuan Province to find some of your relatives. Your father didn't seem too concerned. He was heard saying something like 'I hope the faggot disappears forever.' Your mom, I mean your step-mom, didn't seem to be even interested in where you might have gone."

The boy sat there almost in shock. One of the tiniest hopes he still had was that his parents were possibly looking for him. But he wasn't really too surprised at the news. But he never wrote such a letter to his best friend. And he was actually hoping that the stuff in his computer could possibly show the police what had happened to him.

"B… Master, I didn't send any e-mail to him."

The boy flinched and yelled as the tawse was brought down on his knee, even if lightly.

"That was to remind you of the rules. And as to the letter it was sent from your computer. But you should also be happy to know that we erased anything that could possibly lead them here. We even erased all of your stories and most of your porn. It was too bondage oriented. And it was decided that even the slightest hint as to what happened to you was to be eliminated. You should feel grateful."

The boy wasn't thinking grateful however. He was thinking that just about any hope that he might have had was now gone. He sighed. He also realized he never even got to ask about the weird hole that had been put into his throat. But he had other more urgent concerns. Like what was next in store for him. Like just what was this crazy man going to do to him next. And then there was that guilty concern at the vary back reaches of his mind. Like how come an awfully big part of him was actually excited about all of this. Like he really liked the sex that the strange man had with him. In that regard it was like all his fantasies were coming true. He was even Chinese; and he was quite turned on by the physical attributes of this guy. And wow was his cock big. The first time that Chris had seen Yi's prodigious equipment, elicited quite a gasp from the boy. It was indeed impressive. Though there were veins running down the outside of Yi's mammoth 10 inch [25 cm] penis, they were not so evident to detract from its beautiful symmetry and overall aesthetic lines. And the glans, though somewhat oval-shaped and slightly elongated on the top surface, was still merely large enough to seem in proportion to the entirety of this huge member. The testicles were large and greatly pendulous. (Though a small portion of their size was due to Yi's own previous insertion of implants that release a chemical which intensifies extends the duration of his own orgasm. Thus, in conjunction with the implants in his own prostate he is assured of utterly intense and protracted climaxes). Because of the extreme size of his testicles – about the size of duck eggs – and the length of their attachment to his penis, when left without restraint, they easily reached half way to Yi's knees.

Chris' reverie was interrupted.

"Now let's return to important matters. Before you can fully understand how you are to behave, you must understand just what your status is. Well boy I am the master and you are the slave. In fact there is no more Chris at all. He no longer exists. From your point of view that even means that you are no longer to think of yourself with the pronoun 'I.' When you think of yourself you are to refer to yourself as 'the slave.' And of me as 'the master.' Not even as 'your master.' There is no longer any 'Chris.' It is that simple. Do you understand boy?"

"Master, I am not sure."

"Boy, it is quite simple. Any time you think of the person that now resides in the body I am now addressing, you must think of it as 'the slave.'"

"Yes master."

"And furthermore, for you the pronouns 'I' or 'me' are no longer permitted. You must from now on use the words 'the slave.' Understood?"

The boy was really starting to get worried. This whole thing was getting too bizarre. ""Yes master."

"Good. Now are there any more questions?"

"Yes master. Could you tell me if I will ever be allowed … Ahhhaaaa." The yell echoed through the room.

Yi had hit the boy across his chest with a good swipe of the tawse. And even though Yi considered it a light one, for the boy it was excruciating. His naked chest had never felt such pain before. It took a few minutes before the boy stopped crying.

"I am very sorry boy but you did that to yourself. You gave me no choice. Please rephrase your last question."

"With tears the boy asked: "Master, could the master tell the slave if the slave will ever be allowed to do anything that the slave would like to do?"

"You must remember what I have already instructed. The slave's ONLY concern is to please the master. Any other thoughts are forbidden. The slave will be trained to eliminate all other wants and desires from the slave's conscious mind."

The boy went pale.

After dinner that evening – a pureed paste for the slave – the slave was led to the cage in the lab where he was instructed to lay on his back. Yi then pulled both his arms above his head and attached a single chain to the slave's wrist cuffs. He then did the same to the leg cuffs. The slave would be able to move slightly since the chains were not pulled snug, and even turn over. But after a while it got quite tiresome. And boring. Yi left and got back to urgent work he had in the lab, looking over at his boy occasionally with a smile.

The boy, however, was anything but bored that night in Yi's bed. The sex was FANTASTIC and the boy decided to at least enjoy what he could.

Of course that was exactly what Yi wanted.

The next week consisted of a very similar regimen for master and slave. All bondage situations were kept relatively light. And the boy did enjoy the attention he was given even if it wasn't all the time. As the week progressed Yi taught his slave some more aspects of what the boy needed to learn to please him sexually. But so far there were no penetrations. Just a lot of fondling, licking, and touching. In that regard, Yi had also started expanding the boy's throat and rectum. Into each of these orifices, for a couple hours each day, Yi inserted specially designed 'plugs.' The one that went into his boy's anus and rectum was relatively simple. It consisted of an hourglass shaped bladder about ten inches [25 cm] long and less than an inch [2½ cm] wide. This was pushed about half way into the boy's rectum where it was then attached to a small tube that inflated both ends thus anchoring the bladder in the boy's rectum. Then over the next three hours the middle portion of the bladder would very gradually expand against the boy's sphincters. A medication which specifically targets tissue growth would gradually leak out. Yi was as interested in increasing muscle mass as he was in increased diameter. For the boy it was definitely more of a turn on rather then painful since it continuously enervated the boy's prostate.

The throat and mouth device was similar but with only one bulb end that anchored it into the by's mouth. This was more uncomfortable as it extended far into the boy's throat. But of course with the removal of the throat plug, there was no problem with the boy breathing.

And since the entire procedure included an expanding and contracting sleeve that fitted over the boy's penis and kept the boy totally aroused as the process continued, the boy was adequately entertained. Of course the boy was also spread-eagled through out the procedure.

Yi loved watching his slave's facial expressions as he SO needed sexual release. At the end of the first three hours, on the first day, Yi removed the mouth portion first and reinserted the boy's throat plug. His slave was in torment.

"You may speak boy."

"Master, please, this slave needs to cum, please."

Yi smiled, and then engulfed the boy's entire penis in one gulp and in seconds the boy erupted. Then Yi made sure the boy satisfied his own great need – several times. The boy was beginning to enjoy exploring Yi magnificent equipment. Yi decided that he would soon begin the boy's instruction in the art of rimming. But other necessary things came first. He must remember patience. He definitely wanted his boy to enjoy every aspect of their sex. He eventually wanted the boy's entire life revolve around his continuous need for sex, but only expecting its satiation by his total submission and devotion to satisfying Yi's own desires along with his sexual and sensual needs. Then a stray thought entered Yi's consciousness. Perhaps, eventually, he would like it if his boy could also willingly want to be Yi's constant companion. Even aside from considerations of sex. This might entail even eventually backing off on the boy's medication so that his sexual arousal was not all demanding. But that would possibly be in the future. First things first – the boy's eventual total and irrevocable submission.

This use of the expansion devices, and eventual progression into some serious sex, became the usual procedure over the next week with one addition – his slave was then expected to reciprocate. Because of the medical procedures previously performed, the boy was now able to take the first several inches of Yi monster into his mouth. As he had been instructed over the usual 'night's sexual festivities' the boy was become very astute in using his own toothless mouth and tongue to stimulate Yi to orgasm. Yi was pleased not only with the boy's new sexual prowess, but more so by seeing the genuine pleasure the boy expressed in being now so able to pleasure his master. By the end of the week Yi would only need to present a portion of his anatomy in front of the boy's face, and his slave would willingly touch and lick these areas with abandon. The boy at these times seemed insatiable and would even moan sometimes when Yi withdrew the object of interest, especially his testicles or penis.

And the sex after the episodes of rectal and throat stretching was eventually so anticipated by his slave that he even willingly submitted to the insertion of the expansion devices because he knew what was to happen later. His boy was now eagerly allowed Yi to direct him in including new techniques to give Yi the sexual experiences he had for so many years enjoyed only in his fantasies. He was also pleased to note the apparent total passivity of the boy when he so engaged. It was so easy to make sure that his boy ONLY did as instructed. It seemed that his boy was even more aroused by his acting in this entirely passive role.

Of course the boy was continually instructed in the rules of behavior. Yi believed in repetition and instant punishment for 'mistakes.' There was indeed one overriding rule. The boy was NEVER allowed to touch his body in any even remotely sexual way. That body BELONGED to 'the master.' Punishment was severe. On one such occasion, Chris was so engrossed by sexual stimulation that he inadvertently started rubbing his penis with his thighs since his continuous bondage was at the time a simple attachment to four chains that pulled his extremities upward while his butt rested onto his anal stimulator.

Yi was watching his boy in an overhead hi-def monitor at the time, and genuinely sighed at the transgression.

Yi walked over to his boy and asked him just what he was doing. His slave as so wrapped up in his sexual stimulation it took a moment for the boy to even refocus his attention onto his master's now stern visage. Yi's boy suddenly realized his gross malfeasance, moaned loudly and burst into tears.

"Boy, one of the most important rules that can never be broken is this. The slave's body belongs to the master. Every part of that body belongs to the master. This body exist for one purpose – to please the master. The slave's body does not belong to the slave. It only happens to be the slave's residence. The slave's body exists SOLEY for the pleasure of the master, and for the master's sexual enjoyment."

Only while the two were in bed at night time was this restriction slightly relaxed as the boy was indeed even encouraged to stimulate himself against his master's own body. But it was his master who became the sole provider for the slave's pleasure. And of course every other necessity in the boy's now very restricted life. As was Yi's overall plan.

"I, however, am a generous master, and also realize that his boy can minister to my sexual needs best when the boy also takes part in this enjoyment. However, this is solely at my discretion. The slave will NEVER touch any erogenous zone on the slave's body EVER. If this is disobeyed, the punishment will be long and terrible. Do you understand boy?"

"Yes master." The boy was quite cowed. And he was determined to behave. Of course Yi was just as determined to make sure that his boy DID eventually disobey this mandate. He wanted to do another procedure on the boy's penis and also wanted to put the boy into chastity devices. Some so severe that they will no doubt drive his boy to distraction. But he wanted the boy's infractions as the reason. He wanted the boy to be responsible for these actions. He smiled in anticipation. He was also already preparing the medication to be given to his boy that would insure his boy's failure.

It was almost a week later when Yi awoke and looked at his boy so innocently asleep beside him. It was quite late in the morning since the sex the night before lasted halfway into the night. By now the boy's implants and glands were at maximum production, and Yi was happy to note that his boy was now never entirely with some degree of sexual arousal. Yi saw that his boy was recovered enough from his previous surgeries so that the next stage in his plan could be implemented. Yi also intended to finish the work on the boy's two love holes to make sure that soon Yi would get full use of them. This dovetailed very well into the scheme of introducing his slave into much more severe bondage.

Yi hadn't had to punish his boy for an entire two days now, he had been so diligent in learning his new slave role. But today was the day. Yi reached over to the bed stand, opened a drawer and retrieved a hypodermic, several vials, and a small atomizer. He first squirted a spray at his sleeping slave's nose. The slave soon fell into a deeper sleep. Then Yi turned his boy onto his back, prepared the hypodermic, and found the special spot in one of the ceramic testicles of his boy and administered barely a fraction of the hypodermic. He repeated the same with the other orb. This would cause the bacteria to work overtime for the next several hours. His horny boy was about to get super-horny. He then administered another medication into the boy's delectable rump. The boy would have an unabated erection for the next several hours. A VERY INTENSE erection. But he was not finished. He now injected a chemical that caused the brain to release all its inhibitions. It was a much more powerful derivative of what was being called the date-rape drug in some circles. It was also modified so that his boy would remember whatever happened in every minute, excruciating, and gilt-ridden detail.

Now to set the stage. He got a pair of extra heavy duty bolt cutters and cut through one of the D-rings on his boy's right cuff. A good pull and his boy could now release his right hand, if that ring were used.

Chris awoke a couple hours later. He was never without some thought of his continuous sexual arousal, nor of his slavery. The boy could not understand completely what was happening. He was finally at a stage where he wondered if he would be able to continue to keep resisting the insidious allure of his slavery. To just give himself over to it. Of course every time he had such a though he was able to renew his resolve to fight his master if only in his own mind. He was determined to maintain his identity as Chris Wong, and not as "the slave." He discovered that he could walk a middle road so to speak. Enjoy what was there to enjoy, but not give in completely. He just had to be careful to follow all the necessary 'ritual' Yi demanded of him. What Yi was trying to inculcate in him almost seemed like a religion, with Yi as his god. But Chris was too intelligent to fall for such blatant devices.

But right now he couldn't figure what was now happening. After his morning ablutions, performed by Yi, and his "breakfast," if a paste of eggs and bacon and milk could be called breakfast, and after giving Yi one parting "blow-job" (which he had to admit he enjoyed), he had been chained down onto the raised mattress in his cell in Yi's lab again, this time almost spread-eagled but fortunately with some slack so he could move a little. He started to day dream and fantasize as was his usual way of passing this time, but for some reason every other though he could think wound up having something to do with sex. Wow was he ever so horny! Impossibly horny! He could no longer resist. All his thoughts were now of sex and things sexual. His need to orgasm was becoming his entire reality. He fought with all his might. The punishment two days ago for just scratching his nipple brought him 10 swipes of that thing his master called a cat. He had been hung by his wrist for over a half hour, with a long bar snapped between his legs that his master had called a spreader-bar, and the pain alone from that was starting to get too much. But that was absolutely nothing compared to the 10 swipes. After several hits on his tender naked flesh all he could think about was pain. It blotted out all other reality. Even his ever present sexual arousal. Thinking about it now almost caused him to loose his bowels and piss himself – as he did during the punishment session without realizing it. He would have sold his mother into slavery just to get it to stop. And he realized at that moment, right after the flogging was over, that he COULD NEVER let himself fail again.

But now his need to orgasm blotted out all other reality. There was his penis and there was his need for it to erupt. His master didn't exist. His parents and friends no longer existed. His world was now limited to his awful NEED. He started pulling on his chains even though he knew that was futile. Suddenly his right hand came free, and with almost no volition he started masturbating. In only seconds he erupted. The orgasm was so intense that he almost passed out. Then a world full of despair and dread overcame his entire being. It was like he jumped from heaven into hell. His fear was so great that he released his bowels and peed all over himself. His cries could be heard over the entire lab. More importantly it was heard just twenty feet [6 m] away.

Yi smiled to himself as he heard the boy's heart-rending wails.

"Boy, what have you done?" It was said in a most mournful voice, full of pathos and concern. "My poor slave boy."

Chapter 6

Yi opened the cage, making sure to school his expression and voice. He waited until his boy looked at him. There was the most pitiable expression and then another giant wail."

"You may speak boy."

"Master, I… this slave's so sorry! This slave doesn't know what happened. This slave tried SO hard. Please master, this slave is sorry."

Yi sat on the mattress, released the boy's chains, and pulled the sobbing boy to his chest. Defecation, urine, odor and all. For several minutes Yi just comforted his boy, murmuring endearments. He even meant them. But his ulterior motive still made him smile inside.

As his boy settled into a quiet tearful sob, Yi said as if to himself: "I should have realized that a boy can get so carried away by his hormones."

"And an orgasm cocktail," he added silently.

Finally, the boy, wondering about this aspect of his master that he had perhaps only had tiny glimpse of over that past weeks, was wondering if he might just possibly escape his expected punishment.

"Master, this slave is so sorry master. Master, this slave absolutely promises it won't never do this again."

"I'm sure you won't boy," Said Yi, snickering mentally to himself at the double entendre.

"Master," the boy pleaded with barely a spark of hope, "Maybe if this slave solemnly promises to be forever good, maybe his master can have mercy." The boy was too afraid to actually mention the word punishment.

"Well boy. You know that I am compelled to keep my own promises."

The boy started shaking anew at these words.

"And boy, going all the way to an orgasm is the worst sin the slave can commit."

The boy was getting so anxious and fearful that he was close to fainting.

"However, I have maintained that I am a generous master."

The boys renewed hope soared. He looked at his master almost with worship. His master understood! His master cared!

"Of course, maybe it was even my fault?"

The boy was now truly puzzled. It was he, the slave, that committed so horrible an offense. He, the slave, couldn't let his master, who so cared for his slave, to take the blame.

"Master, I don't understand?"

"Boy, you are a teenager. You are approaching a time in your life when your hormones can run a rampage. And you haven't even reached your maximum level of sexual need. And I am a doctor. Of all people it is your master who should have foreseen such an event."

"Master, but it was this slave that is guilty."

"But boy, I have now two worries. I am starting to care for you so much that I dread hurting you so much. The penalty for masturbating without permission is 25 strokes of the heavy cat. The one you felt two days ago was the light one."

The boy blanched. He couldn't even fathom surviving. Or wanting to survive.

"And the second thing I realize, I must now make sure no event happens in the future that could cause your master to have to punish his slave for doing it a second time."

The boy was again confused and now a little worried. "Master, what could you do?" "Well, boy, I could make sure that my slave can never masturbate again." Yi was snickering to himself. He was having too much fun. And his erection was standing straight up.

The boy started shaking at the only implication he could then imagine. He started crying again. "Master do you have to? What would do to me… to this slave? Would you have to hurt my penis?"

Yi let the question hang for a good moment before answering.

"Boy! What a horrid suggestion. Absolutely not. We have to have our beautiful nights together don't we? Besides I could never do that to a boy I am beginning to care for above all else."

The boy's hope and regard for his so kind master soared again. Just hearing how much his master cared for him made him feel so happy. He hugged his master with all his might.

"Master, then what will happen?"

"I will tell you what boy. Do you know what a chastity belt is?"

"Master, for girls?"

"They have them for boys too. I tell you what boy. What if your master just secures you in a chastity belt when you are left on your own? It doesn't have to be on the rest of the time."

"Master, does it hurt?"

"Of course not boy." And Yi added to himself, thinking of the type of belts he had in mind. "So long as you don't start getting an erection."

"Of course boy, while we are at it. Now that the master realizes that his slave boy stinks. Maybe we can do something about your wetting and soiling yourself. That OK boy?"

Chris was not so sure what that might entail – he didn't really like the idea of a diaper or anything similar, but he was only too eager to agree to anything. Of course Yi too realized that when he made the deliberately ambiguous statement.

A secreted hypodermic was used to put the boy to sleep in seconds. The boy would never even remember the prick.

Almost ten days later, Yi finally allowed his boy to awaken to full consciousness. Yi had decided, as part of his long term plan, to make his boy totally dependent on him for everything, as far as possible. Even so far as not allowing his boy domain over his own bodily functions.

The medical procedure was actually pretty simple. Yi bisected the boy's urethra midway between his anal opening and his testicles – or more accurately, ceramic implants. Yi then backed up the urethra toward the anus about a quarter inch [5 mm] and built it up into a knob that allowed the insertion and permanent placement of a small mechanical valve. This valve was the new outlet for the boy's urine. His urine would never flow through the boy's penis again. Next a small catheter was inserted into the urethra until it reached all the way to the small sphincter that allowed the boy to control his bladder. The valve here was incised and the muscle damaged so that his boy would never again have any control over the release of his urine from his bladder. Now it would be Yi alone who would decide when this small mechanical valve would be turned off and on. And as a nasty side effect of this procedure was that, except for about 15 to 30 minutes immediately after emptying his bladder, his boy would constantly feel like he had to pee. Delicious!

Then there was the matter of the other end of the severed urethra. Contemplating what he did here and for what reason was even more delicious. This he did much the same as the other end. Only this did not need any valve. Of course now, whatever he wished to push into his boy's penis slit would easily find its way out just beyond his testicles, or rather ceramic orbs. It was only limited by lack of imagination. But Yi had a great imagination. One thing he contemplated was a really interesting form of chastity device. A simple ring! Put an open ended ring into the penis slit and have it come out the other side. Then join the ends. Or not. Many variations were possible. Very large and heavy rings just to make sure that it was impossible for the boy not to think about his penis. Or a very small one curtailing full erecting. Exquisite!

`Yi wanted to make sure that the full impact of what he had done to his boy was discovered and understood by him right away. After the region was fully healed, and a suitably small ring was in place through the boy's penis, encircling his two ceramic orbs in the process, the boy was finally allowed to wake to full consciousness. This particular penis ring was 3/16 inch [5 mm] in diameter, and even though well lubed, had to be forced through the boy's urethra. However, it was large enough so that the boy would still be capable of a full erection even if his penis was forced to curve quite a bit back towards his body. Although this ring was not permanent, another wide metal ring which now encircled the boy's penis just above his ceramic orb sac, was. It was greatly flattened in the direction of the boy's body axis and there was a unique feature. A small rod actually connected the two flattened sides of this ring by going through a hole punctured through the top of his ball sac. Yes, very permanent. And quite impossible to ever ignore. One of the ideas of Yi was to make sure that his boy would never again be able to put aside the conscious thought of his testicle sac and penis. And with the aid of inducing tissue growth in this region of the boy's sac, together with the wide and heavy metal ring, Yi now had exactly what he wanted on his boy – a pendulous testicle sac. In addition to the weight of the ceramic orbs, Yi had also introduced several ounces of pure gold into the orbs. Gold since it was non-reactive, dense, and malleable. This increased weight would be quite noticeable to his boy yet have no deleterious effect on the hormone production of the special captive bacteria. Yi was also contemplating adding a series of small gold 'bumps' along the ventral surface of his boy's penis just under the skin but did not wish to preclude his ability to totally engulf the boy's penis. This decision would have to be weighed very carefully.

Yi's slave boy would also wake to a number of other fun surprises. For the entire time his boy was recuperating, Yi had also been finishing work on his boy's two holes. The enlargement of the boy's anal sphincter and rectum, and likewise the enlargement of the boy's throat. Gradually, larger and larger dildo like inserts had been put in place, along with the necessary medications to spur tissue growth, and voila! Yi's entire penis, as monstrous as it was at nearly 10 inches [25 cm] long, and over 2½ inches [6½ cm] in diameter, was now easily able its full penetration of the boy's two sex holes. And during that time, tiny electrical pulses of those very huge impaling devices kept the muscles of the boy's throat and his rectal sphincters contracting around the implements alternately at a rate of about once every three seconds, making sure that his boy's musculature would be able to tighten down onto his huge member. For the present, an absolutely huge butt plug, also with an electric stimulator, was selected to be rammed up the boy's rectum.

The absolutely nastiest mouth gag Yi's fertile imagination could conceive was also selected to be forced into his boy's mouth. It required a series of small holes punctured through the face encircling the boy's mouth just beyond the boy's lips, but it was worth it thought Yi. There was also a necessary piercing near the end of the boy's tongue and a strange doubled knob anchored in place. His boy's tongue would become one of the anchor points of this strange new mouth gag.

Another item made ready was a wide belt, with its accompanying arm bands, circled the boy's waist. Instead of leather, this one was made of leather-lined steel and very heavy. Thus it had to be affixed very tightly. At first glance it looked like a normal, though wide belt. It was about three inches [7½ cm] wide in front and the sides tapering to about 1½ inches [4 cm] in the rear, and looking at it straight on, with the boy installed within, one would see two holes, about a half inch [12 mm] in diameter just above the edge of each hip. And that these holes seemed to actually go through the boy's body and come out the back. Well they did. It was no illusion. If you took the belt off you would see that thick projections from the belt squeezed his boy from both sides. And these two holes were there for a purpose. This belt could be bolted down. Now at each side of this metal belt were smaller circles of steel web reinforced leather belts that could be used to keep the boy's arms held down along his side. This would add additional stability to the boy's imprisoned arms and hands when the final pieces were fit onto his boy.

Although a separate item, there was also a metal and leather chastity device that could be used in conjunction with the above belt. Simple in design, it allowed for several different types of penis cages which could be affixed to the framework that went around each side of the boy's scrotum. This leather and metal frame work then joined into single thick round belt that tightly threaded up the boy's ass crack. There were a variety of butt plugs that also could be used and held in place by this cord. Yi decided that he would first put the metal ring selected through his boy's piss slit since he was going to have fun bringing his boy to orgasm several times before switching to one of the more severe penis cages.

Yi finally opened a package that had just arrived that morning. He pulled out a set of three wide and heavy rings all interconnecting. The two outer rings were just the perfect size to fit up his boy's legs and rest just below his buttocks. These rings were about an inch [2½ cm] wide and a good quarter inch [6 mm] thick. Being stainless steel, they were very heavy. The middle ring, which joined these two outer rings, was about two inches [5 cm] in diameter, about an inch [2½ cm] wide and also a quarter inch [6 mm] thick. They were all highly polished. Separate were two small clips that would connect to the D-ring on his boy's cuffs, and then be able to connect to either of the outer rings. Then there were two metal contrivances that looked like two cone shaped objects, one shorter than the other, joined at their fat ends. One cone had an opening on one end that looked just about boy wrist size.

Yi's precious boy was rousing. At the moment his boy was totally naked and only encumbered by his permanent metal collar and the four cuffs. As Yi studied his boy's penis, he was glad to see that all inflammation from the most recent surgery was completely gone. The boy's penis was partially erect, jutting out at about a 45 degree angle and was just over 3 inches [7½ cm]. At this moment, the penis' foreskin did not quite extend beyond the darkened glans. The oversized balls now extended below the penis and were sharply delineated within the sac because of the metal collar that tightly encircled the skin between the balls and the boy's penis. It was Yi intention to eventually induce further skin growth here so that his boy would eventually possess more pendulous balls – a real turn on for Yi. The few scattered hairs above the penis was also to Yi's taste and he was confident that with the boy's current drug regimen would deny any further maturation or change. His slave boy would very shortly be introduced to the full panoply of man-boy sex. And the further anticipation of introducing his boy to more severe bondage had his erection jutting out like a steel rod. All was prepared to the last detail. He even had both the tawse and the light cat with him just in case his boy needed a little persuasion. He was averse to using a cane since it caused too deep a bruising. But he also had an electro-torture device in the wings if needed for more severe punishment for more major offenses or breaches of discipline. Yi firmly believed in a delicate balance of punishment, reward, and subtle coercion to obtain results. (Of course there was also his medical pharmacopoeia).

The boy opened his eyes and started to reach for his testicles, remembering that his master had stated that he would be using some chastity restraint on him, or… , as his the master insists, the slave. (privately, the boy thought that all this strange insistence on not using the word's 'I' or 'me' a bit melodramatic, but he definitely wanted no additional punishments, so this was an easy way to make his master happy). And he stopped his reflexive reaching just in time to avoid a severe breach of the rules.

Yi smiled as he saw his boy suddenly stop moving his hand downward. He was also glad to note that the boy showed no more signs of wanting to hide his sex organs.

"Boy, I see you remembered in time that your penis belongs to me and are only mine to touch. You may speak; how do you feel?" (The boy's simple mouth insert was currently in places so that Yi could more easily discern what his boy was saying).

"Master, this slave feels fine. Master, may this slave ask a question?"

"Yes boy?"

"Master, what did you just do to the slave? It feels like it's been quite some days." And with a slight pause added, "and the slave needs to pee."

Yi was ecstatic that his boy was properly following the rules.

"Just as I promised you boy. I have made sure that you will never accidentally urinate again and as to your bowel movements, I have started a regimen of enemas on you so that very soon, the only way you will be able to evacuate your bowel is by an enema. You should be grateful that the accident that happened when you were last awake will never happen again. Now let me sit you up and show what beautiful work I have done."

Yi maneuvered his boy into a position where his boy could see the region of his anus and testicles with the aid of a simple mirror.

Yi placed the mirror and then wiggled the mechanical urine plug with his finger. His boy exclaimed. Yi smiled noting how sensitive the area was for his boy.

"This boy is now where your urine will evacuate. This is a mechanical plug. Let me show you how it works." Yi then merely twisted the tiny end and urine started to flow into a pan he had put into place. The boy looked on much more fascinated than appalled. His penis started twitching at the sight and implication of what he was seeing. Then he noticed something else.

"Master, may I ask another question?"

"Go ahead boy."

"What is the other bump and hole there?"

Yi could not have planned it better. It was the next thing on his agenda.

"Ahh, let me show you boy."

Yi reached for a medium sized ring, about 4 inches [10 cm] in diameter. There was a gap of about an inch [2½ cm] separating its ends, which could be made to join by a slight twist. He grabbed his boy's penis which instantly erected and proceeded to push the end of the ring into the penis slit. The boy gasped and wanted the invasion to stop but instantly realized that any action on his part would be punished. Fortunately the ring was both well lubed and of slender enough diameter that the feeling of the invading ring penetrating his penis was more exciting than hurtful. Much more exciting. He had simple never though of anything like this and now the operation was very sexually arousing. The boy started moaning as Yi continued to push the ring through. He was so pleased to see that his boy's moan was one indicating sexual arousal. As Yi noted before, the boy then leaned back his head and sat passively apparently very much enjoying the manipulation of his penis. Soon the ring was through.

"Boy, your attention. Now you see what the hole is for?"

The ring extended about an inch [2½ cm] through the exiting hole and with a twist of the two ends, Yi joined them to form a continuous ring. The boy's erect penis was forced to follow the circle of the ring but this size ring was not restrictive enough to disallow erection.

"Stand up boy and see how it feels."

The boy enthusiastically complied and drew in his breath as he felt the so sudden and heavy a weight pull down on his penis.

"Wow."

This was followed by a slap of a tawse on the boy's behind. And that in turn was followed by a wail from the boy, who realized just what he had done wrong.

The boy contritely looked up at his master, but was silent.

"Good boy. You are learning. Now we have just begun. We have some exciting things to do yet boy."

Yi walked his boy on his leash a few feet over to a special frame. It was made out of square metal tubing and was roughly in the shape of a standing cross but the bottom split into two legs with a final width at the floor at just about the right spacing of the legs of a small boy who is forced to stretch his legs wide while standing. The horizontal bar was boy arm sized too. But there was also a strange plate just where the split legs joined which had two large holes in it plus a bar that extended forward about 5 inches [12½ cm]. Sticking up from this bar was a machined screw which seemed to invite someone to attach something there. In fact it was almost the perfect height to just barely reach into this same little boy's anus. Also, on the top extension there was another plate at about little boy head height that had an additional 4 holes a bit smaller than the two on the plate below, two on each side.

"See this frame boy. Soon you will be attached to it. But we will have a lot of fun first."

At the sight of this frame and the understanding what his master was implying, the boy started breathing heavily and his penis started pushing droplets out along the ring currently holding his penis. (Or the slave's penis). The stuff was oozing out at both holes. His sexual proclivities were definitely showing and Yi was sure to note this.

Yi then picked his boy up laid him back onto the padded table. He fit a long spreader bar on the boy's ankles and attached the bar to a cable that could lift his boy legs as needed. He next attached the boy's wrist cuffs to the corners above his head. The boy, very passive as this was done, moaned with arousal. Yi was so pleased at his boy and how he was responding to the situation in general, and this specific activity in particular, that he was going to have to personally thank the boy's procurer at his next convenience. This boy was apparently his perfect match.

Yi then hit a button on a remote that lifted the boy's legs exposing his delectable hole. He intended to make sure that his boy's continual and near overwhelming need for sexual pleasure and sexual release would eventually unshakable and irrevocably bind the boy totally to himself. Yi's plan included three means. One, to take complete control of the boy's bodily functions. Two, to maintain control over the boy's movements and even his physical access to his own body through the use of simple to extreme bondage devices. And three, by exercising control over his boy's libido through chemical means. He wanted most of his boy's attention and focus to be solely on his body's physical and sexual demands and needs. Which Yi would provide the only key for assuaging. The boy must become totally dependant for all his perceived needs, and Yi was going to eliminate as much as possible from the boy's conscious mind, any needs for which Yi was not able to provide surcease.

Yi looked down at his boy and could see his palpable sexual response to Yi's manipulation of his young body. The drugs used now were much more subtle and less controlling than before. (Of course, being a young teen, not much was needed). Yi still wanted his boy to "CHOOSE" his own passive role and allow Yi to provide for his pleasure and release.

"OK boy, now for our fun."

Yi lubed the huge butt plug, and showed it to his boy. His boy's eyes widened in surprise and then in genuine fear. And of course genuine excitement too.

"You may respond boy. I am going to push this it's entire 10 inches [25 cm] into your rectum."

"Master, that will rupture this slave. Please don't."

Yi chuckled. "Boy, an expandable plug, almost this size when completely expanded was in your butt just a short time before you regained consciousness. I promise you that your rectum is entirely capable of taking this all the way. You will even enjoy it. Over the past several days I have been expanding your butt hole and rectum to make this possible. You must trust your master. Your welfare is ever present in my thoughts."

All this time Yi was using skilled fingers to caress his boy's tender flesh. His boy was starting to tremble just thinking about what his master was ready to do to him. He wanted it to happen but was scared nonetheless. Pain hurt! And he'd prefer not to have any. But he also knew what his master would do if he did not cooperate. And there was also the fact that he was getting so horny he was almost ready to try anything. Besides he really didn't have any choice. And perversely, he sort of almost LIKED the idea that he didn't have any choice. He was smart enough to realize that it was his 'horniness' that were gaining control, but knowing this didn't seem to matter.

Finally he just abdicated making any choice at all, and just let it happen. He just moaned as the plug touched the very sensitive pucker of his asshole. He was startled to realize that the huge tip of the thing was already inside him and it felt wonderful. There was not the slightest pain. He was happy to realize that his master DID care about him and wanted him to enjoy the sex as much as himself. His master told him the absolute truth.

"Master, it's starting to make me feel so sort of full down there."

Yi smiled as he saw that his boy was enjoying just letting this happen to him. He pushed harder and twisted the plug a bit. It gradually advanced. His boy now really started grunting and groaning. The plug was inexorably pushed home. The expanded lip of his boy's sphincter had been well prepared. Another big twist and it finally sunk home. His boy let out a yell, followed by a moan.

Yi could see his boy's rigid penis start to twitch. In spite of the weight of the heavy ring forcing it into its cruel curve, it was keeping time with his heart beat. Yi took off the ring and took the boy's penis into his mouth while pushing the butt plug a little in and out. His boy went wild. He arched his back, pushing his hips seemingly trying to shove his penis down his master's throat. It didn't take long before Yi was sucking down his boy's juice. Yi himself was also on the edge. It was time he decided to make use of one of the holes that were his by right of ownership. After draining his boy, Yi then attached a large syringe to a slot on the back of the boy's butt plug and injected enough water into a small bladder well within the boy's rectum thus anchoring the plug in place. He then released his boy from his restraints, pulled his boy onto his knees aiming his monster towards his boy's mouth.Just seeing the monster member had the boy both aroused and frightened. His master intended him to swallow the entire thing! Impossible. He started backing away.

Yi reached over to the cart and lifted the light cat, waving it in the boy's face. The boy knew fully well how much even alight swing from it could bring instant fire to where ever it hit. He stopped backing away and prayed that his apparent submission would preclude its use.

Yi smiled at the boy's reaction. He suspected that in a few short weeks, his boy would be totally compliant in performing whatever sex act he wished. He spoke to his boy in an almost caring tone:

"Boy, I own you. That also means that I own every part of you. Your mouth is my property to use as I see fit. You understand me boy?"

"Yes, master." He couldn't help shuddering at the intended invasion of his mouth and throat. Strangely it was getting easier to acknowledge that Yi was indeed his master.

"Well now boy, let's see if I can teach you how to use your mouth and throat to please me. Open your slave's mouth."

Yi was hopeful that they boy's gag reflex had indeed been eliminated by the previous surgery. He was going to find out. He pulled the small plug from the boy's throat and started pushing his now dripping member into his slave's mouth. He started explaining to his boy how best to use a mouth and tongue to caress and suck on his master's penis. Even the strange piercing in the boy's tongue added something to the erotic feel of his boy's tongue. But Yi realized that he was too far gone to make this a long lesson.

"Swallow me boy. Swallow!"

With a little push by Yi his boy took his master's entire heavily engorged penis down his throat. Yi was so taken up in the throws of his own arousal he didn't realize that his boy was again hard and dripping. This whole thing was causing his boy to be so aroused that he was totally and unabashedly taking delight in his master's use of him. It felts right. Yi started softly grunting as the monstrous spasms of his orgasm hit. He rammed his penis again and again into his boy's throat. Minutes later Yi realized that he had squeezed his boy against the table and that he was bent double over it, his penis only slightly flaccid. He pulled out of his boy and looked down. His boy was breathing hard, caught up in his own arousal. Yi decided to make the most of his boy's condition. He was going to introduce him to what bondage was all about. Not only would his boy be put into physical bondage, he would make sure that his boy realized that concomitant with his physical bondage was his own personal bondage to his master.

Yi lifted his boy onto the table and made sure he had his entire attention.

"Listen to me boy. We are going to do something special to commemorate this occasion. You should be happy that your both love holes are now ready to bring great pleasure to your master."

The boy tried to speak and soon realized that this was impossible while he was breathing through the hole in his throat. Yi put back the plug because he wanted to hear the muffled groans and moans as he put his boy into his first serious bondage. The boy started gasping in his excitement and Yi had to quiet him.

"Just lay there boy and enjoy."

Yi decided to use the new mouth gag that his imagination had conjured up a while back. It was actually much more than a gag. In conjunction to a tube that was designed to fit into the front of the gag when the rubber plug is pulled out, it could be used as a method of force feeding his boy. There was a plunger that could be made to gradually screw into the tube forcing its contents into the boy's mouth and down his throat. It could even be thought of as a torture device if what was being forced was something not exactly pleasant to ingest. Yi had definite plans for that at some future date.

Chapter 7

Yi picked up and showed his boy what looked like a weird circle of metal and plastic. From its circumference extended eight pins about a half inch [12 mm] long and a 1/16th inch [1½ mm] thick. Each ended in a small nub. He fit the thing well into his boy's mouth and putting his hands on the inside portion of both the top and bottom of the cage like device which was hinged at the end that was already in the boy's mouth. This pulled the partly collapsed halves apart until there was a snap and the top and bottom halves snapped together forming roughly circular forced opening extending from his boy's mouth. His boy yelled and started thrashing around, the device evidently putting quite a bit of strain on the boy's jaw forcing it to its extreme opening. There were a few tears in the boy's eyes as he tried to pull his hands up to get rid of the invader. He tried to say something but his words could not be distinguished because of the gag.

"Stop it boy. You will get used to it."

Yi forcibly held his boy down until his rebellion subsided.

Yi quickly strapped two belts over his boy's torso, including his arms effectively ending any more chance of rebellion. For good measure he added two more straps across his boy's legs. His boy was still moaning and moving his head back and forth. Yi's now heavily throbbing penis was a visual counterpoint to his intense anticipation as to what he was going to do to his boy.

Yi then looked at the stress on the boy's jaw and decided for now to ease up on it slightly. He made minute adjustment to a screw like attachment on the edge of the gag. The boy's moans subsided and the boy lay passive again. And Yi noticed, that it was the specific passivity that the boy took on when he was highly aroused sexually. He saw his boy's penis sticking straight up and dripping again. Yi still had to finish with the gag's instillation. The eight pins of the gag were currently sticking out all along the boy's upper and lower lips, forcing them to pucker a bit. Yi was happy to see that the craftsman who did this gag had been careful with the pin's precise placement for they lined up exactly with the eight small holes that Yi had made about ¼ inch [6 mm] above and below the boy's lips. Yi now carefully stretched his boy's upper lip up and over the pegs until they finally fit into the corresponding holes. His boy gave out a long drawn out moan during this process. Yi then attached a small intricately machined semi-circular metal bar, curved just right and pushed it down onto the row of pins. It snapped into place holding the boy's upper lip in its strange prison. Yi then did the same with the boy's lower lip. His boy was responding with increased breathing and moans. Yi was happy to note that his boy's lips stayed pink indicating that the pressure of the restraining bars above and below were snug but not overly tight.

Chris never imagined how turned on he could be by this kind of sexual play. He started trying to move his lips finding out just how they were imprisoned. This whole process of entrapping his mouth and lips, in spite of its uncomfortable aspects, seriously turned him on. As he lost more and more control of his mouth the intensity of his sexual drive reached entirely new bounds. And strangely, even in spite of his loss of control over his body, the more he was aroused by the idea of even relinquishing more. For the first time in quite some time he was perfectly happy with his situation. All he was focusing on right now was the sexual intensity of the moment and wondering with anticipation and yearning, just what his master was going to do next.

Yi was delighted with his boy's reaction. "Just one more thing boy." Yi now reached into his boy's mouth with a strange device. From a small handle there emerged two short prongs teach ending with a small hook. The two prongs fit neatly over and below the boy's tongue. The two hooks grabbed onto both sides of the metal fastening that emerged from the piercing in his boy's tongue. Yi pulled the boy's tongue until he was able to slip both sides of the metal fastening until it fit into two corresponding slots of a bar that extended from the bottom portion of the boy's gag. The boy moved convulsively and groaned during this process. Yi smiled. His boy's tongue now too was allowed little freedom.

Then Yi picked up a small rubber piece and showed it to his boy.

"This will now be fitted to the gag and be forced to fill your entire mouth."

It was made specifically for his boy and to exacting measurements. There was even a groove in it where the boy's tongue fitted nicely. The loud moans of his boy were almost entirely muffled with the plug's insertion. But Yi noted that the boy's erection was straining upward as hard as ever.

Yi looked down at his boy now making sure he had the boy's attention. He couldn't resist running his hands over the smooth skin of the boy's chest and stomach. After eliciting a number of drawn out moans he then moved hid hands to the boy's groin. The boy responded by bucking his pelvis upwards. Yi was thrilled at the boy's positive reaction to both his touching him, and more importantly, to his bondage. But it was now necessary to impress upon his slave that obedience was paramount.

"Now boy please pay strict attention. A moment ago when I was first putting in your mouth piece you started resisting. Defying what your master has decided boy, can not be tolerated. Now I wanted to make this something special for you but I now must discipline you. You do understand I have not choice. Nod if you agree."

The boy nodded realizing his mistake. He was now suddenly frightened. His hesitantly nodded, fearing what was to come.

"Very well boy. I'm glad you understand. I am going to release you and turn you on your stomach. I am not even going to strap you down. I want you to willingly not move so that I can observe your repentance. Do you understand boy?"

Another reluctant nod and a lot of heavy breathing. His penis though was still at full rigidity.

Yi started turning the boy over and as he looked into his boy's eyes suffered a slight moment of regret for what he was about to do. But he realized that he had to keep his resolve for the sake of the boy's training. This was for him after all.

Without warning Yi come down the boy's naked butt with a moderate swing of the light cat. The boy screamed. (At least that was what Yi interpreted that muffled cry to be). Yi spaced the swipes at about 20 seconds to let his boy get the full appreciation of the pain he was inflicting. The boy moved a bit under the lashing of his butt, crying and screaming all the while, and instinctively moved his body to avoid the blows. But his fear of something worse, stopped him from any deliberate action to avoid his punishment. Of course there was that one time he tried to cover up with his hands. He found out with the next swipe, which unknown to him Yi deliberately increased in force, that the pain receptors on his hands were a lot more sensitive. He didn't try that again. Yi stopped at 7 swings, because he saw that his boy had stopped yelling at that point.

Yi left the boy there for about 5 minutes to let him recover, and also to allow his boy time to understand how much pain he had caused himself over his indiscretion. Yi then came back and started applying lidocaine to the boy's butt.

"You see boy, I am trying my best to be kind to you. In spite of your causing me to punish you, which I hated to do, I can't abide seeing you in so much pain. I am therefore applying this anesthetic so you can enjoy the rest of our activities I have planned just for you."

Yi completed his task and put his boy onto his back. The boy's tears had finally stopped.

"Boy, do you think you can be completely cooperative now?"

A quick healthy nod.

"Do you understand how much I regretted having to do that and want you to enjoy the rest of this session?"

Again a quick nod.

"Good boy. Let us continue. I am certain that you will enjoy this.Yi then helped his boy to stand. He could not resist fondling the boy's penis and testicles. (Or what the boy had for testicles). He then lowered a bar and attached the boy's wrist cuffs and raised the bar just high enough to stretch out the boy's arms.

"You might want to grip the bar boy to help keep your balance."

His boy complied. Yi smiled. Yi then picked up the heavy metal belt, showed it to his boy, and explained its features. His boy gasped when he saw the constrictions which would be forced against his sides.

"You see the two holes penetrating the belt from front to back boy? They will allow me to bolt you down to whatever I'd like. Do you remember that middle plate in the frame I showed you and its two holes? "

The boy nodded looking again over at the frame. It didn't take a genius to understand. Yi was quick to note the rapidly rising penis on his boy. Chris had been stunned at how much that little strap thing hurt. And he sure would never try to stop it with his hands again. And he was immensely grateful for that oily liquid his master put on him afterwards. He sure didn't have to do that. He was really grateful that his master cared enough about him. And he could not mistake some of the looks his master was giving him. He was wondering if, in some really crazy way, his master really cared for him. It sure would seem so. He surely needed someone to care for him right now. He thought of his parents and was starting to think maybe he WAS better off with his master. And he was also amazed how even the whipping he took in some strange way even felt good. Not perhaps good good, but maybe right good. He was sure so horny right now that he decided to just concentrate on the moment and enjoy it. And he also decided that he was not going to feel guilty afterwards FOR enjoying what Yi had done to bring him to orgasm. Suddenly he felt the two halves of the belt being pushed against his sides and he gasped as the sideways constriction was even worse than he had imagined it would be. But even so, when he heard the lock on tieback the belt snick home, he was somehow thrilled. And excited. And anticipating what else was to come with a kind of sexual joy.

Next came the chastity device. Yi was pretty sure, if not attached soon, his boy was going to orgasm before the finale. He was determined that the boy's next orgasm would come in conjunction with his own.

"Now remember boy that I made a promise to you that I'd help you keep from having an orgasm without permission?" A weak nod.

"Well, here is how we will be able to accomplish this. And it is quite simple. If your penis is imprisoned and cannot engorge, it cannot provide you with an orgasm." (Yi decided that at this time it wasn't necessary to go into all the minor exceptions to this rule).

Yi then picked up one of the two different strap arrangements that could be affixed to this belt and to which different penis (or penis and ball) cages, tubes, and other delimiters could be attached. He chose the one that would still allow him access to his boy's soon to be used rear hole. This metal web strengthened set of leather covered straps affixed to the center front of the metal belt. This three inch [7½ cm] wide strap was attached to an anchoring flange that fit snugly around the boy's penis and ball sac. It was designed to accommodate quite a number of different penis restraining devices. Behind the boy's ball sac the flange continued with two smaller straps that continued up to the boy's anal crack but still allowed access to the boy's mechanical urine valve and the hole exit for any inserted penis ring. This specific attachment also went around the boy's anus to allow access to it, and then attached to the back of the metal belt. (The other strap arrangement joined at the boy's crack and continued with a very thick tube-like belt that fit very tightly into the boy's crack, over his anus, and attached at the rear of the belt. This could also provide a means of keeping other dildos and/or butt plugs inside his boy as desired).

Yi showed the device to his boy and was happy to explain in detail its features. His boy was very attentive and seemed quite excited by the thing. Yi pulled his boy's throbbing penis and then his balls through the opening and attached the straps. Yi twisted the flattened ring attached permanently above the ball sac as he pulled the boy's balls through the opening, eliciting a loud moan from his boy. Then Yi had chosen a very simple clear vinyl closed tube for the boy's penis. This one allowed the boy's balls to remain free. Yi showed this to his boy explaining its use. The boy stared at it intently and his penis started throbbing up and down. Yi then wrapped a chemical ice pack around his boy's penis, which brought quite a groan from his boy. It took some time but finally his boy's penis was made to fit into the very restrictive tube, which was no more than 1½ inches [4 cm] long and 5/8 inch [17 mm] in diameter until it faired out a bit to fit onto the part encircling the boy's package. The boy very soon seemed to become a bit agitated as his penis wanted to expand and the tube would not allow it. Yi smiled at his boy's discomfiture.

"Listen boy. You will be wearing such a device quite a lot so you had better try getting used to it. It is for your own good." His boy's apparent agitation could be noted by his higher pitched moans and his moving from leg to leg.

Yi then removed his boy's arms from the above bar and merely attached the leash loosely from his collar to the bar instead.

"Boy, I now require you to stand without any purposeful movement. You will be rewarded soon for your compliance. I am sure you want to please your master. We have a lot more interesting items to attach to you yet."

Yi then picked up the hand restrictors that would now be fitted onto his boy.

"Boy let's see how these fit."

Chris looked on with a mixture of dread, and excitement. But excitement was by far ahead, as he was trying to figure out what those half-cone things could possibly be used for. He now found out.

Yi opened the smaller squat cone by releasing two clips on two sides of the smaller cone, and spreading the two halves open on hinges attached to the larger cone. He grabbed his boy's right hand and forced it inside. It fit very snugly when he closed the upper part and snapped shut the two clips. The fingers and thumb would have very minimal room for movement. The things were well designed to confine his boy's hands but not to press in any one spot.

"You may look at it boy."

Chris needed no urging to lift his right hand and inspect the cones imprisoning it. He was so excited by it that he failed to realize at first the significance. Of course he started to try opening his right hand and moaned as he realized that for the time being his fingers and thumb were entirely useless. But that very idea had Chris so excited and aroused that without an almost conscious thought he offered his left hand to his master.

Yi spoke almost kindly to his slave.

"I most gratefully understand your selfless offer of your other hand boy, but of course I must punish you for moving without permission. I am profoundly sorry."

His boy reacted in a mixture of fear, and something else that would have been totally foreign to him just the day before. He also accepted the fact that he had to be punished. With almost no resistance, Chris allowed Yi to keep hold of his hand as he brought the cat down on his forearm. He flinched and yelped in pain, but screwed up his courage and allowed Yi to keep his hand.

"Boy, because your movement was in fact an unsolicited surrender of your hand, I will generously reward you by forgoing the other nine swipes."

Yi was very pleased with himself as he saw the actual look of gratitude on his slave's face. He then quickly attached the second metal "glove."

"OK boy, now you will understand what these three rings are for right now. Lift your right leg."

The ring was quickly slipped over the boy's right foot. And then the other large ring over the left. When Yi brought the rings up over his boy's thighs and tight to his boy's buttocks, his boy was watching with intent interest, a puzzled expression,… and an increase in his arousal if that were possible. Pre-cum was leaking from the small hole at the tip of his penis tube. At that moment Chris' entire attention was on the proceedings and his own arousal. Banished, at least for the time being, were any thoughts of wanting to escape, home, or his past life. What was being done to him far surpassed any arousal he had obtained by the mere fantasies he had entertained while masturbating. The actual occurrence far outstripped what his imagination was able to accomplish. For at least this moment in time he was actually glad that he had been the one chosen for his master.

Yi drew the two outer rings all the way to his boy's thighs. The center ring, which was forced to ride up into his crotch, forced his thighs apart. Delicious. Then with the two special clips, he clipped the two outer rings to the two inner D-rings on his boy's wrist cuffs. Then Yi took the specially made arm restraints that were specifically made to attach his boy's arms firmly to his waist belt. Each restraint consisted of a metal reinforced leather cuff sized just for his boy's elbows. He fitted the first cuff over his boy's right elbow. It reached from several inches both above and below the elbow. He tightened the straps which were on the outside of the cuff and then snapped small projection from the cuff onto its slot in the waist belt. The metal reinforcements within the cuff allowed almost no movement of the boy's elbow. Yi then attached the other cuff to his boy's left elbow and again secured it to the belt around his boy's waist. His boy's arms and hands were well secured and now incapable of coming near his penis. Or anywhere else for that matter. His boy was now almost continuously moaning.

"One last item boy."

His boy looked downward as Yi pulled out a cloth bag containing some very diabolically sharpened short spikes. These were specifically designed to snap into holes in the middle ring. His boy got this look of horror when he saw what came out of the cloth bag.

"Now not a word as I snap these 3 spikes in place." Of course the slave boy, with the monstrous devise in his mouth did not see the humor. These spikes Yi fit equi-distant around the outer diameter of the middle ring. They were about a half inch [12 mm] long and sharp enough to give real discomfort but not draw blood.

His boy was moaning as he tried to move without jabbing his thighs or crotch with the spikes. It was great to watch. Yi's own erection seemed now to be made out of steel. Which he would now satisfy. He removed the boy's penis tube, turned him around, and removed his butt plug. Yi then liberally applied some additional lubrication to his own monster 10 inch [25 cm] erection. Relief for his slave boy was only momentary as Yi grabbed a hold of the boy's mostly rigid arms and started to use his boy's rear hole for its main intended purpose. Yi moaned loudly she felt the still tight confines of the boy's rectum. Faster and faster he moved, pulling out almost completely and then pumping hard back inside. The boy's enhanced musculature tightly squeezing she inserted the huge member.

Chris, on the other hand, screamed at the initial invasion. At least it would have been a scream if he could have voiced it properly. The initial insertion came with a significant pain but at the same time the boy felt the arousal of being used and under control of his master. In spite of the pain, which the boy never realized was nothing compared to what he would have felt had his anal sphincters not been already expanded, he sort of liked the idea of being so used. In fact, in conjunction with his bondage, he was he now was as aroused as was possible at least on a psychological level. And physically his pleasure was suddenly starting to mount as the pain receded to insignificance. He liked the feeling of his having his rectums invaded. Then his prostate had a sudden jolt. He started now going wild as again and again Yi penis hit that such important spot. All other thoughts vanished she climbed to climax. He found himself now not only grateful for his master's use of him, he even no longer minded the modifications that were done. For the first time since his kidnapping, Chris had only one thought about his captor. He was glad for what his master had done to him and abandoned himself completely to his master and his own pleasure. Soon even these thoughts disappeared as his mounting climax drew all his attention.

Yi was staircase felt his boy responding so positively. The clenching of the boy's rectal muscles on his penis finally drove him to the edge. Then his boy's climax initiated a strong convulsion of his rectal sphincters that gripped Yi's member with extreme strength. The enhanced muscles gripped so fiercely that Yi was immediately brought to climax himself. He was sure that it was the best of his life. Massive spasm after massive spasm wracked his groin and spread pleasure throughout. It was enhanced by his own strenuous activity as he plowed again and again into his boy's love hole. HIS boy's love hole. At least 12 massive spurts of ejaculate filled the boy's rectum and began dripping down his slim legs. Coupled with the feeling of the smooth boy flesh under him, and the understanding that this boy was now becoming his perfect slave-boy, Yi was in his own paradise of thought, desire, and pleasure.

And then a strange errant thought came to him as he rested his body on top of his now quiet slave. Unbidden came the thought of rewarding his boy. What was strange another thought of reward itself, but that it was not in connection with his own plans of manipulation.

Chris himself was trembling from his recovery from one of the most intense orgasms of his young life. He twisted his head to look up into the face of his master in a kind of daze. His master had given him an incredible experience. His emotions were at war inside himself. He hated the idea that he was no longer in control of his life. But at many levels he liked what his master had done to him. And was doing to him. And will be doing to him. It wasn't all bad. He decided to worry about figuring it all out later. Right now he allowed himself to be caught up in the moment.

It took Yi a few minutes to fully recover from his last orgasm. It was more intense than any he had ever known. He started feeling something he had never felt before, but its foreign nature had Yi perplexed. For a brief moment he had actually though of his slave as someone to cherish rather than something to cherish. He did not know how to respond.

Yi finally recovered from his aberrant thought and decided it was now time to introduce his boy to real bondage. He pulled his boy up from the mat they had fallen onto and made sure his boy was properly listening.

"Now boy for some real fun. You will really like this." And Yi, if truth be told, really wanted to please his slave. Of course this quickly gave way to thoughts of his own strong arousal as he contemplated what he was doing and about to do. The idea of maintaining this level of total control over another human being brought with it an amazing pleasure both physical and emotional. And for turning that human being, a boy whom he founds attractive in so many of his attributes, fueled all his amazing lusts. And all his amazing desires. He was near the culmination of his life long dream.

The boy was again attentive, realizing that there was still that frame standing several feet away. In spite of just recovering from a couple of the most intense orgasm he had ever experienced, he was again getting aroused just by the thought of what was coming. He thought to himself that even if his life was to be curtailed and limited, at least he was enjoying the part of it that was allowed him. He fully realized that his master could just as well left the chastity tube on his penis. He was grateful for that. Now his boner was as rigid as ever. He surely hoped that it would be allowed its continued freedom. The confinement of his penis earlier was one of the more frustrating feelings he had ever experienced. (Though strangely, the IDEA of it had its allure).

Yi cleaned up the copious amounts of cum that was dribbling out of his boy's asshole and down his legs. With a bulb, filled with a specially prepared medication, he squirted up his boy's rectum, he cleaned him out. The medication would drastically reduce any inflammation from the severe mechanical abrasion that had occurred. He also cleaned up the dribble of liquid that had been escaping from the boy's widely held open mouth. It was important to keep his boy's love holes healthy. They would get a lot of use. Yi then threw all the soiled items into a bin and returned to his boy. He unlocked his leach from the ring imbedded in the floor and brought his boy over to the frame. He could see the interest in his boy's eyes. He picked up first a strange metal plug that was capable of total flex throughout its length.

"This is to stop your continual spittle from dripping from your mouth."

Yi first pulled the plug from his slave's throat hole and easily understood as Chris initially started to balk at the metal plug's insertion not only into the boy's mouth, but partway down his throat. As the boy started trying to pull his face away, Yi pulled backed out the plug, reached for the light cat, and with no further warning his boy several times on his exposed rump. The boy of course screamed as Yi held back any restraint.

"Have you decided that you must submit boy? You said you would."

Through new tears and the miasma of pain starting to fade a bit from his hurting bum cheeks, Chris nodded vigorously. Yi again pushed the end of the metal gag into the boy's mouth and after seating it in the boy's throat and mouth, turned the protruding nub at the front and heard the boy's gagging moans as it expanded to totally fill his already metal restricted mouth. The boy was now forced to breath through his throat holes almost no sound could escape his spasming throat. Soon the boy started to calm down as the spasms in his throat subsided. Yi wiped the new tears and the small drool from the boy's face and then

"You will have to learn how to swallow boy with that thing in your mouth. There should be room."

With that Yi attached a front plate to the footnote gag which totally encased and shut off the boy's outer lips. The boy moaned – mentally – as even more metal was attached to his body.

Then Yi showed to his boy another plug, one more usual in design. "This boy, is a rather moderate sized butt plug, since after the grueling your asshole has recently taken I have decided to show you some regard. This is designed to fit right here."

Yi fitted it onto the machined end of the screw on the extending arm below the central plate that was an integral part of the large metal bondage frame. This arm onto which it was placed could swivel and the plug could even bend to find its most accommodating position in his boy's rectum. It was also designed so that it would make full contact with his boy's prostate. He also connected the necessary wires to run its internal mechanisms. His boy was in for quite a surprise. Yi then took full pleasure in lubing up his boy's asshole and rectum. His boy responded also in kind with his usual passivity. Yi then bodily lifted up his boy and sat him onto the plug, gradually letting his feet come to rest on the designed footpads. His boy was now fully embedded onto the 8 inch [20 cm] plug. He then grabbed the two large bolts, lined up the holes on the boys belt to those in the frame and pushed the bolts home. Then he put on the nuts and with a regular wrench tightened them, fully securing his boy's waist to the frame behind him.

The boy made some minor movement of his hips, or tried to, testing the bolts, and reveling in the altogether new feeling that he had a hard time defining. But it sure was arousing as his penis was now sticking out straight and dripping profusely. He was wondering if the ceramic balls were responsibly or something else his master had done to him but he never remembered putting out so much pre-cum before. But he was enthralled by the feeling of his strict confinement. Even the constriction of his waist, though at first uncomfortable, gave him a feeling of being entrapped that so aroused him. His fingers and thumbs could barely move, his arms were held almost immobile along his sides, those blasted spikes made him not want to move his legs at all, and his collar took away some freedom from his head movement. Finally the mouth plug, in spite of its straining his jaw was driving him wild. Sexy wild. He would never have imagined just how much this forced opening of his mouth, along with the weird imprisonment of his lips and tongue could have so aroused him.

Next Yi attended to the boy's legs and feet. These he quickly stretched out quite forcibly to the side eliciting heavy moans and groans from the boy. Each leg fit precisely into its intended formfitting groove, with the foot placed in a downward position into its own slanting resting place. Then form fitting metal coverings were placed over the feet, lower, and upper legs. Though each in turn only covered about half of the exposed foot, calf, and thigh, they allowed positively no movement when they too were bolted into place.

Chris could not stop from moaning as his arousal was hitting new heights. He never in his wildest imaginings have realized how turned on he could by someone mounting him into such a restrictive situation. All his former fantasies of bondage and being so controlled by another were as a chimera in comparison. His attention was now totally caught up in what was presently happening. All misgivings, all worries, all fears, all other hopes of a different future, were as if they never existed. Chris was totally living in the present of his amazing arousal.

Yi too was totally captivated by the moment. This boy was HIS. This boy was totally in HIS control. This boy would now forever belong to him. Every aspect of his boy's life was now in his total control. Thoughts of what he would be doing to his boy in the future gave him unbounded delight. These thoughts brought Yi to about the greatest arousal of his life.

Yi now concentrated on the final completion of his boy's bondage.

"Now boy we are almost there. But there is one more item I need to do that will allow me to completely bolt your body to this frame. Yi then brought out the culmination of what he believed to be one of his better ideas. Yi smiled in anticipation not only to what he was going to do to his boy, but in his boy's reaction.

Chris looked with both horror and fascination as he saw his master pick up two halves – two solid halves, of what was so obviously a full form-fitting metal mask, designed to entrap the entire head.

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