Tommy adjusts to his new body and his new setting. While the collar on his neck might be secure, the most powerful feeling is the connection he has with the handsome, older satyrs that keep him as their ward. “Bestial Gods” begins with Tommy waking to find himself once again at the direction and guidance of the salt-and-pepper satyr, Korzak. The powerful immortal fucks Tommy once more after learning of his appreciation for the way his collar feels around his neck, inspiring his more dominant instincts. It’s after this encounter that Korzak recalls his long history of training young Prometheans. He remembers the world he helped build and the way in which he and his fellow Thebans ruled. This spawns an erotic memory of a similar, submissive young pup.
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Title of this story: Lost Boys, Chapter 5: Bestial Gods
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 5: You Must Take the Tour
A taxi took me to the headquarters of the State Labour Program. It was a couple of miles from the hotel, and on St. Bevons, a couple of miles makes a lot of difference. The street was wide but almost deserted. A few old frame houses straggled along, but most of the frontage was warehouses or wholesale places—Stor-It-Here, Pure Products, Empress of India Auto Parts . . . . Because it was St. Bevons, everything was wreathed with tropical foliage, even the razor wire fences around the parking lots. But you could see why this part of town wasn’t on the tourist itinerary.
The cheerfulest place was actually the SLP building. Nothing to brag about, but they did make an effort to fix it up in a “colonial” style, and the foliage facing the street was well maintained. Even the little strip of grass in front looked like it was trimmed by hand, every day. As soon as my shadow approached the glass doors, a slappie jumped out and held one wide for me, bowing. A man at a desk—a real man, not a slappie—stood to welcome me, asked if I were Mr. Lansing, and said that Major Timmons was awaiting me. Within a minute I was comfortably seated at a table in the Major’s spacious office, watching the morning light play across his ebony features.
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By convict 975468
Ted was summoned to appear before the local Citizens Council, with a warning to report or be arrested. He wasn’t particularly concerned, but figured he might be confronted about some of his postings online. The worst he expected was perhaps to be harassed and instructed not to continue to post. He decided to show up dressed casually. He wore a nice pair of jeans, a polo shirt, and a light jacket.
As he approached the council office in the courthouse, he was stopped by a man in an intimidating black uniform with silver buttons and a silver insignia on his collar. The officer ordered Ted to stop and demanded his driver’s license. He examined the license and consulted a list attached to a clipboard. He then clipped Ted’s license to the board and told Ted to stand facing the wall with his toes touching it and his hands clasped behind his head. When Ted objected, three other officers dressed in the same uniform appeared – each wielding a nightstick. Ted was told to be silent and face the wall as ordered. Realizing he didn’t have much choice, he did what he was told. Ted didn’t realize that this was but the first of many humiliations he would suffer.
Ted, 35, at 6 feet and 185 pounds, black hair, brown eyes, was still buffed and in great shape. He had had to struggle most of his adult life. Even though many jobs were being shipped overseas, Ted was lucky and at 18 got a good job at a cabinet factory. He married his high school sweetheart, April. They were able to buy a nice house, and in time had two kids. Things were going great till the cabinet plant shut down.
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Chapter 2 – ‘Prepped for Packing’
Styvers and Holstrom lowered Grant’s ankle mounts until his body was once again pulled into a taut X. Grant’s cock continued to harden against his will like he was 19. He kept sobbing. There was absolutely no way for him to hide what was happening to his cock. Even trying to do long division math problems in his head, which worked in college, wasn’t going to stop this erection.
Jason and Luke couldn’t comprehend what was happening right before their eyes. They had witnessed the ultra masculine former Deputy Alan Grant suck that huge plug into his ass with an audible pop. They weren’t even over that shock before they saw a hose click right into the bottom of the plug. Luke and Jason had front row seats to the leak test. “Just how do they test for leaks – and what fucking leaks are they talking about?” Jason wondered. Then Grant’s belly started growing. And growing. Thoughts raced through the kneeling men’s brains, “NO! What was wrong with these brutal fucks?
Grant’s gut looked like he was pregnant! The prep team was forcing a powerful enema into him. They were enjoying it, too, by their clear smirks as they playfully patted Grant’s distended belly. Then came a bear hug. Luke figured Grant’s plug was leaking. He could see drops of liquid hitting the ground. Wait, that wasn’t a leak! Luke followed the path of liquid all the way to Grant’s face. He could see tears flowing out of his former fellow Deputy’s eyes. He could hear the cock muted moans of agony. “Jesus, please make them stop. Please don’t let this happen to me!” Prayed Luke in silence.
Continue reading Dakota Human Resources – Chapter 02
“Lost Boys” takes Brody through intense trials as he awaits his release from captivity, only to lose hope of any such freedom. When Korzark returns, he takes the young man to a secret room in the depths of the facility where he can coach the scared Promethean on how to hold on to his will while learning to control his tolerance for pain.
Through flogging and restraints, Brody awakens a new sense of power he never thought he had, one that finds him a second wind and new perspective on power and pleasure. Under the older satyr’s guidance, Brody sees that he can control his fear and let go of his anger and rage. And, in the process, opening him up to a headspace that frees him from his physical bonds.
Korzark rewards the young man with love and affection, reminding him that he’s more than animal and more than a man. As a Promethean, he’s something greater.
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Title of this Story: Lost Boys, Chapter 9: Double Agent
Part 15 – “Treats”
Day 194. The day for James’ second pleasure session, and the last day of Riley’s stay.
James awoke to the all too familiar blaring alarm in eager anticipation.
In came through the cell door a slave and two handlers, no doubt Russell and Riley with his handler.
Riley was fully naked, and thrown onto James’ mattress as expected. The slaves were ordered to drink the protein shake breakfast together, and so they did, on all fours and side by side like pigs at a sty. Their teeth were brushed straight after.
What was not expected, however, was the proceedings of the pleasure session itself. Strangely, the slaves were left alone, both without restraints other than chastity, locked in the cell while their handlers left presumably for breakfast.
Regardless, they took the chance to play. They tousled with each other, with a hint of play-fighting – light slapping among a bit of wrestling.
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“Lost Boys” continues with Brody trapped in the depths of the secret government labs. Stripped of clothes and bound in a cage, Brody has no way of escaping the plans of the nameless and faceless men of the shadow organization. Every minute that passes, he begins to regret his previous activities, knowing they contributed to countless men being in the same helpless situation he finds himself in.
When a mysterious man enters the room, he fears he is one of the scientists in charge. He finds out, however, that he is so much more. The handsome man doesn’t provide much in the way of answers, but assures him that he’ll be okay. Without much of an option, he must learn to trust him, even without knowing anything more about him than his name.
This trust comes in handy when he’s bound and strapped to a table later in the night by the man’s colleagues. Looking to him for hope, Brody endures their gropes and probes before being milked of his precious, potent Theban cum — all while the secret ally watches and waits for his next move.
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Story: Lost Boys, Chapter 8: Caged Animal
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By Rubbered Prisoner
What is the Rubbered Prisoner?
The Rubbered Prisoner is a well-proportioned, muscular, 5-foot-10-inch, 25-year-old white male whose function in life is to earn enough money so he can be housed in an isolated small rural bricked facility where he can be tortured in rubber by the regimen of a distant individual except for 8 hours 30 minutes he is allowed to see through his eyes and type on a computer for a long-term substance living he has.
This is the job he has posting accounts receivables for a remote computerized client. At least 10 hours of the prisoner’s time (not necessarily continuous) must be where sleep is possible but not necessarily anything close to comfortable or continuous.
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