#slave boy

Something’s going in your mouth, boy. 

It’s either my cock or my cigar ash. It’s up to you. You’ve got about 10 seconds starting now to make the decision, or I’ll make it for you. And believe me, faggot, if I have to make it for you, it’ll be both. I’ll have you blowing me while I’m smoking until I nut all over your tonsils, and then I’ll drop my stogie ash on your tongue. Then, just for good measure I’ll piss in your fucking mouth. 

I was walking through some dark forest. The legend had it that there was some treasure hidden somewhere in it. I was sure there was no way I could possibly find it, but I thought why not. While strolling around I suddenly heard a noise. It wasn’t anything surprising since I had heard many howls, growls, screechings, grunts, but that particular sound was something uncanny and eerie. It kind of sounded like a scream, or maybe more like a laughter. I reached for my weapon, just to find out my pistol was gone.

“Where could I have possibly lost it?” - I wondered.

I knew there was no chance in searching for it since I didn’t know when I had lost it. Possibly I hadn’t taken it with me at all. Also, the sound was getting closer so I needed to think fast. I could choose either to run away or attempt to combat it. I didn’t really have much time to think so I just started running.

As I was sprinting, I fell into a trap. It was a deep and narrow hole. At first I just stood up and was grateful I didn’t break or twist anything. After a few minutes, which felt like an eternity, I saw four men looking down at me. They were only wearing loincloths and were holding spears in their hands. They began talking to each other. They seemed happy. I knew a little of their language, so I couldn’t understand much. Although I managed to comprehend what they were babbling about. They were surprised someone finally got caught. I supposed they had been waiting for a longer while to catch someone, until I appeared of course.

They dropped a ladder and, I believe, told me to ascend. Once I was on the top of the ladder they poked and pricked me a bit with their spears. Then each of them stood around me, creating a square in which I was in the middle. We started our journey to their village.

As we entered, I realised there were many houses but most of them seemed abandoned. Except for the five of us there seemed to be no one else. Nevertheless after a while of glancing around I noticed that one of the houses had a different colour. It was rather red, compared to others which were brownish.

Someone walked out of the cottage. He was huge and had long black hair. Not only he was wearing a breechcloth, but he had something that looked like a crown made out of some kind of a rare plant. I thought it was a witch doctor.

He commanded them to get me into the house. He walked in first and they stared at me as I was going in. When I was in the middle of the room, he took out a gag which I had to put on. Then my wrists got cuffed. They weren’t connected to any chain, so it looked a bit as if I was wearing some bracelets. The difference was that they were extremely uncomfortable.

We then reached another door which I hadn’t noticed before. It led to the centre of the village. There was a huge something that looked like a stage and crowds of people around it. They were in the stands. I realised they were all men. Once I was on the stage, my handcuffs were attached to chains. I basically couldn’t move either from right to left, nor up and down because the chains were so tightly bound.

The witch doctor walked onto the stage as others, after chaining me, ran into the crowd. He was holding a knife. First he cut off my backpack from my back. Then he tossed it into the crowd. They didn’t know how to use a zipper so they tore it apart. Later grabbling all my stuff. Once they seemed to have touched and explored everything, the witch doctor screamed something which sounded like “attention”.

He then started cutting my clothes off. He started with my shirt. He ripped my boot and socks off with his hands alone. Then he reached for my trousers and started cutting them off. He left my tighty whitie briefs for the a moment or two. He then tore my briefs apart.

My dick was now exposed and everyone could see it. They began cheering and shouting. They got even louder as the witch doctor started touching my dick. He was paying attention due to my having been circumcised. They seemed to have never seen a cut cock on a man.

I had never felt so humiliated, so exposed and powerless. The chains were loosen a bit and a stone was place on the stage. My gag was taken off and I was laid down on the stone.

I was lying on my stomach so everyone could see my ass. The witch doctor was undressing.

I saw his hard dick. It seemed to be 10 inches long. He made me give him blowjob. I was choking on his dick so much. He was making sure I had more of it in my mouth as the time went on.

He then ejaculated in my mouth and walked near my ass. He spit a bit of his saliva and entered my boypussy. He was fucking me for ages. Cumming in me and putting it back in.

The villagers kept on shouting and cheering as I was being fucked and humiliated. Not only my whole body was totally exposed, but I was being fucked. I had sperm spilling out of my hole which was getting more and more sensitive. I had also cum couple of times which I found weird. To have an orgasm without touching my dick or having it in a woman.

The witch doctor set my hands free from the handcuffs but even if I wanted to run I was too exhausted and my legs would not move. He laid me on my back this time, and as he was fucking me, he was stroking my dick. I hated that he was touching me there and fucking me, but also oddly I began to crave his dick.

Like it became an addiction. Like I could no longer imagine life without it. I cummed thanks to his hand this time.

He laughed and licked my cum off my chest. I was grateful it was all over, he then took a strip of animal hide and tied it around my neck like dog collar and left the excess which hung down my back like a leash. Once he had finished my collaring he took me and threw me into the crowd.

Everyone had already removed their clothing. I honestly couldn’t tell who was doing what exactly. I just knew there were many hands on me and I always had a dick in my mouth and in my ass. Thankfully their dicks were way smaller, but I still wanted to get it over with and was loving it at the same time.

After hours everyone went to their houses and I was left on the rock. They hadn’t even cuffed me. They just simply knew they had cast a spell on me. There must’ve been something in their semen. From now on I was the bitch of the village.

Everyone who felt like fucking came to the centre of the village to bang me and I had to take it. I had to wash in a waterfall. I was allowed to walk around, but only naked.