By Bikermike

The room was still lit when Alex awoke. however, the main light had been switched off leaving only a dim bulb still burning, allowing sufficient illumination for him to use the bathroom without stumbling.

He lay there awake, taking stock of his situation. He was a prisoner of these three thugs, to be used as a source of income and as a sex object for an indefinite length of time, maybe a few years. Somehow, he felt a tinge of excitement, feeling the heavy steel shackle fixed around his right ankle. True, his body remained excruciatingly sore, but that fact did not stop fondling his swollen and inflamed nipples and every now and again touching his cock, which had now expanded to its full length. he could feel beads of precum forming, which he wiped off with his fingers and offering them to his mouth.

Still mindful of the warning one of the guys had told him about not wanking himself he nonetheless slowly ran his fist up and down his erection, willing himself not to ejaculate while enjoying the sensation.

While his other hand worked his sore nipples he could not help himself becoming more and more excited. Harder and ever so slightly faster he edged himself, more and more loving the feel of the steel shackle round his ankle, faster and faster until … He felt the splash of his warm sperm against his bare chest and neck as he gasped in ecstasy. “To hell with a beating!” he thought as he cupped his ejaculate in his hand as best he could and licked his hand clean. he fell once again into an uneasy sleep.

Suddenly Alex awoke as the main light was suddenly switched on as James and Andy entered the room. They were both dressed on shorts and both shirtless. “No wanking I hope, boy?” asked James as he removed his shorts.

“Oh no Sir!” lied Alex.

“Good! I am going to fuck you hard while my mate here will milk you. You’d better produce a vialful but..” James grinned, “If you haven’t wanked yourself it shouldn’t be a problem.” He removed a condom from his shorts pocket, removed the garment then applied the sheath to his massive erection. With Andy leading Alex by his penis to the hanging wrist shackles and securing him, James squeezed a tube of lubricant and worked some up and down Alex’s anus with two fingers then he entered him. He gasped in agony/ecstasy as James shafted him hard while Andy worked his hand up and down Alex’s hardening penis.

James timed his fucking with Andy’s ministrations as both captor and prisoner orgasmed together. “Good boy!” exclaimed Andy. “Even if you had wanked yourself during the night you have still filled this vial! Now it’s time for the generator!” he then released Alex’s wrists from the hanging shackles and once again led him by his cock over to the generator’s seat. “Sit on this boy!” He gasped as the copper rod slid into his sore anus. James tugged Alex’s balls and clipped a copper ring round the neck of his sac. He then secured a heavy steel band around Alex’s waist thus securing him fast in the chair. “I will give you a taste of what will happen if you don’t turn the handle hard enough boy!” With that he flicked a switch, causing his prisoner to scream and buck, unable to extricate himself from the seat.

“Aaaaaargh! Please! Aargh! Master, pleeease turn it off!” screamed Alex as he felt as though his balls were being fried. After thirty seconds or so James flicked the switch once again allowing Alex to slump in the seat, whimpering and sobbing.

“Now boy, turn the handle! Keep that up for two hours then you can have a break. You will have something to eat then it’s Andy’s turn to fuck you while I milk your cock, then it’s the generator again until Steve fucks you this evening while one of us wanks you. now turn the handle!”

Alex started to turn the generator handle while James pulled the used condom off his cock then replaced his shorts. Both men then left the room and switched off the light, leaving him in complete darkness.

Again, Alex somehow felt excited as he thought about the situation he was in. Ankle chained sexily, a dildo penetrating his anus and a metal band constricting his scrotum while he turned the handle monotonously, avoiding the periodic jolt of electricity if he didn’t turn hard enough. He could feel his cock stiffening again. Could he get to enjoy this life as a slave? Part of his mind worried about that; what future did it hold? Would that feeling of sexual excitement wear off? What if it didn’t wear off? Would they permit him to continue to be their sex slave once he could no longer produce testosterone B? Suddenly he stopped turning the generator handle. A very painful but delicious bolt of agony surged through his balls. He gritted his teeth in that superb combination of agony and sexual ecstasy.

***

That same day, Alex was fucked and milked as James had promised, with his three captors making full use of his well defined young body.

The following day, after his first milking (without a fucking this time), Andy told him he would be made to do physical exercises. the first would consist of a hundred press-ups followed by fifty sit-ups, encouraged by the use of an electric cattle prod applied to his testicles. They had fixed a spreader bar to his ankles, forcing them apart by two feet, thus exposing his balls to punishment from the prod.

Once Alex was in position on the floor, James said “Start!… One… two…”. By the seventy fifth press up, he began to falter. He grunted as the cattle prod cracked a bolt of electricity through his balls, hanging low between his legs. He managed another six or seven press-ups before receiving another jolt. The fact that his cock remained hard throughout this set of gruelling exercises did not go unnoticed by his tormentors.

“Fuck! This boy is loving it!” James said to his companion. “Tell you what, you lie on the floor with your cock just below his mouth and he can do the remaining press-ups sucking your cock in and out! Then, when he does his sit-ups I can stand in front of him while he sucks my cock as he exercises!” With that, Andy undid the fly to his jeans, pulled out his erect black cock and positioned himself just underneath Alex’s face. “Down on his cock, boy; c’mon take it right down!” barked James. “Up,… down,…up,…down…” he ordered as Alex choked each time the tip of Andy’s penis made contact with the back of his throat.

After several more press-ups Alex collapsed and impaled his throat onto his tormentor’s erection. He gasped and gagged as James applied the cattle prod to his balls, now turned up to maximum power. Meanwhile Andy grasped Alex’s ears and forced his head up and down over his hard cock. Up and down, up and down….suddenly Andy ejaculated into his victim’s mouth, yelling as he did so, just as James applied another jolt of electricity to the hapless Alex’s testicles.

“Get up boy!” shouted James. “Now it’s my turn while you do sit ups! Andy will ensure that you don’t falter! he will keep the prod on full power! Now lie on your back!”

Alex did as he was ordered, with James pulling his penis out from his jeans standing directly in front of him. Andy in the meantime knelt down, positioning the terminals of the cattle prod just above Alex’s exposed and defenseless balls. “Up!” barked James. Alex sat up, his lips surrounding James’ dripping glans. “Down!….Up,….down…” he gasped each time Alex’s tongue licked against the underside of his cock. After five or so minutes Alex began to tire; his abdominal muscles aching. “Come on boy! Up,…down…” said James, “Suck my cock, slaveboy! C’mon!”

Alex collapsed once more but this time lying on his back, unable to accomplish another sit-up. He screamed as Andy touched his testicles with the prod, again and again. “I..I can’t, Sir! I can’t manage any more!” he sobbed. He screamed once again as electricity surged through his genitals.

“Fucking weakling!” exclaimed James. “Here, Andy, you wank me and I’ll shoot into the slave’s mouth!”

With one hand masturbating his companion and the other hand holding the cattle prod against Alex’s balls, switching it on and off, Andy laughed as James orgasmed, shooting his sperm over his victim’s torso, neck and into his mouth.

“Two more milkings to go today, slave! Physical exercises every other day! Same routine so you had better improve! I don’t want to wear out my cattle prod by using it on you!” said James, as he slipped his cock back into his jeans.

This time Andy helped Alex to his feet, released his ankles from the rigid irons and led him by his cock back to the generator, forcing him to impale himself once again on the copper dildo. He then secured his prisoner to his seat by the metal band around his waist then fixed the conducting copper band to the boy’s scrotum. Slowly but doggedly Alex turned the generator handle as James and Andy left the room, turning off the light.

To be continued …

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