By: MickMack (m/m, m/t, forced, slavery, nc, oral, anal)

By: MickMack (m/m, m/t, forced, slavery, nc, oral, anal) This story is (c) Copyright 2007, by MickMack. All World Wide Rights Reserved. The story below is the epic tale of a totally fictional event. Your feedback would be greatly appreciated. It is gay erotica and is intended to be read by persons who are 18 years of age or older, and by persons that enjoy gay erotica. The material covered in this story and all other accompanying parts of this story are fictional. Any similarities to persons living or dead are pure coincidence. Please Note: To those who like reading my material, I apologise for taking so much time in getting this story written and posted. It is a bit off the usual subject matter I play around with, but hopefully you'll enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please send your comments to: mickmack999@.au *****************************************************************

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The Reluctant Slave

The Life and Times of Brad Cahill - Pleasure Slave

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Prologue... Brad Cahill - A Daily Affair

(Extracts From the Recently Discovered Writings by Brad Cahill - Pleasure Slave)

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Instantly I wake up as I feel Master Noel turning over in his sleep next to me in his large king size bed. Blinking the sleep out my eyes, I can just see through the large bedroom window it is very early morning and the dawning sun has just risen in the east.

Silently, making sure not to disturb Master Noel in anyway, I slip my naked body off the bed and carefully step over the master's two other naked pleasure slaves, who are curled up asleep on the floor together.

Quickly, I make my way to the slave closet located in the master's spacious on-suite bathroom, where a special `slave's potty' has been placed in the middle of the room for all Master Noel's pleasure slaves to use during the night. With it sealed when not in use, the thin layer of biochemicals renders the contents odourless.

Hurrying, knowing there is very little time to waste, I clip off the airtight covering, then squat down so the small child-sized plastic hood at the front of the bowl covers my large penis to ensure I don't spray any of my urine onto the floor around me as I empty my bladder and bowels into it.

I can hear Master Noel murmuring softly now, not yet awake but I know it will only be moments before he opens his eyes. Terrified I will be too late, I dash back into the bedroom and hastily but carefully crawl under the bed covers and kneel facedown between his outstretched legs.

And then ever so softly, with my hands clasped behind my back, I gently suck his semi-erect, morning glory stiff penis between my lips, taking him tenderly all the way into my mouth as I begin giving Master Noel his morning blow job.

Within seconds Master Noel sighs and instantly starts urinating, the powerful jet of pungent acidic steaming liquid spraying the back of my throat and filling my mouth. He seems to take forever as I swallow it all down quickly, making sure none spills from my slurping lips sealed tightly around the base of his thick penis.

Finally Master Noel shudders and exhales softly as the last few drops of his dwindling urine spurts from his piss slit, and I slide the tip of my tongue over the top of his expanding flanged-

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shaped cock-head and then under the flesh of his long receding foreskin to clean out any leftover slimy residue collected during the night.

"Yes, that's nice faggot-girl. Just stay there and keep sucking me for a little bit longer." Master Noel mutters contentedly, he's uncircumcised penis unfurling, thickening and lengthening within seconds to its fully erect state in my sucking, tongue swirling mouth.

Moaning with pleasure, running both hands through my blond hair as I continue to deeply fellate him, I can hear Justin and August rising up beside the bed. And even though I can't see them because of the bed sheets covering me, I know they will have assumed the mandatory slave position.

They will be standing next to the bed, their feet wide apart, their hands clasped behind their backs, their heads bowed low with their chins touching their chests, and their hips thrust forward as far as possible, displaying their rock-hard penises for Master Noel's inspection.

Suddenly Master Noel throws the coverings off both of us, and I obediently look up over his thickly haired stomach and chest into his rugged unshaven face and his steely dark brown eyes.

At 19 years of age, Master Noel is 6' tall and one year older than me. He has thick black hair cropped short and usually spiked up with gel. His eyes are very dark brown, and he has a square chin which appears to have a permanent five-o'clock shadow on it, even after he's shaved.

He has a solid thickset muscular body with a thick growth of dark hair on his chest that trails down passed his navel to his very thickly haired groin.

His dick was big too, about seven and a half inches long when he's got a hard-on, and very thick. His balls were large, the size of large walnuts and extremely hairy.

Obediently I continue to look up into his face, forcing myself to smile sensually as his thick erection stretches my lips out wide. Then I watch obediently as he gestures for Justin, my 16 year old brother, to get on the bed next to him on his back.

It is the usual early morning routine. Like every other morning since Master Noel brought us to be his personal sex slaves, he will wake up, lie back in his bed and thoroughly enjoy the intense oral pleasures that Justin, August and I lavish upon his naked body.

As Master Noel now fondles with my little brother's large hairless testicles and slowly masturbates Justin's six inch rock-hard dick, I continue sucking Master Noel's thick erect penis, bobbing my head up and down, taking its long length all the way to the back of my mouth. As always, I keep my eyes focused on his face, awaiting the signal for me to stop and quickly climb on top of Justin's naked body.

"Okay faggot-girl. You can start fucking your little bro now, and both of you had better put on a good performance!" Master Noel says as he lets go of my brother's erect cock and pushes my slurping mouth off his own throbbing cock.

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Immediately I crawl up and position myself between Justin's outstretched legs, and grabbing his ankles, I place them over my shoulders as I lower my large 6' 4" tall, hairless muscled body on top of his.

There is nothing subtle in what we do. I wrap my arms under my little brother's back, tightly hug his smooth naked teenage body against my chest, push my hips down, and feel my very thick fully erect eight and a half inch penis slide all the way up his willing anus. Then I start fucking him as hard as I can.

Justin responds as enthusiastically as he can, humping his spread buttocks upwards to meet my thrusting erection, and Master Noel looks on as we rut away, smiling lewdly as my little brother and I pant, moan and groan as we perform like two uninhibited perverted gay lovers for our master's early morning entertainment.

To Master Noel, this is just another form of foreplay. It happens every morning and he will direct us as to how to heighten his sexual gratification before he finally takes me up my boy-vagina.

"That's it. Oh yeah, that's a good slave, faggot-girl. But I want you to bum-fuck him harder. Slam into your little bro as hard as you can! Give him a damned good pounding and start kissing like the queer bitches I know you really are!" Master Noel murmurs, slowly stroking his own cock as he watches us, his voice full of excitement.

I have no choice but to obey. I pick up my fuck pace, a furious arse-pummeling that bounces and jiggles my little brother about under me in a grotesque ungainly manner. I sadly look into Justin's face, into his despairing eyes and see he is as accepting of our situation as I am. Besides, we both know we are now nothing more than Master Noel's sex slaves, and being brothers means absolutely nothing now.

We are not allowed to speak to each other, so I say nothing as I quickly lock my lips around Justin's and slip my large pointy moist tongue into his mouth.

And it is at times like this that I am very grateful that both Justin and I have each been fitted with a slave micro-chip. Injected into our spines at the time of our enslavement, the minute silicon chip controls everything we do.

All our master needs to do is speak his demands and the micro-chip forces us to do it immediately.

Also, Master Noel has permanently set our pleasure modes at `Level 3', which means our penises are fully erect at all times and our bodies are in a constant state of intense arousal.

Most importantly, this also means our anuses will accept any large-sized objects up them without too much discomfort, no matter what the size, and the muscles of our anal passages will instantly respond by massaging, caressing and milking them as they are forced in and out of our boypussies.

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And so I fuck my poor little brother as hard as I can, and I know I am not hurting him, that the size of my huge erect penis will not split him open or damage him in any way.

In fact I can feel his anal muscles squeezing tightly around the full length of my stiff thrusting organ, and it is difficult not to enjoy the incredible feeling my little brother is giving me as I continue to fuck him with all my might.

Yes, he is my little brother and I feel humiliated and ashamed at what we are made to do to each other. But we are also Master Noel's personal pleasure slaves, and we must obey him absolutely without question.

"Oh yeah, that's very nice! You're both getting me all juiced up. Now slam him even harder faggot-girl! Pound your little bro into the mattress. Make him squeal real loud for me, as if you were raping him, faggot-girl!" Master Noel orders as he moves his naked hairy body closer to us.

Neither Justin nor I have any choice but to obey. Master Noel's instructions immediately trigger the tiny micro-chip's sensors implanted within our spines, instantly sending signals to our brains forcing us to respond accordingly.

Justin suddenly begins acting as if I am seriously hurting him. He begins weeping and crying out as I picked up the speed of my fuck-pace. He sobs uncontrollably as I fuck him viciously, my hips driving him deeper into the mattress beneath us as my cock pistons brutally in and out of him.

To Master Noel, we must have looked exquisitely erotic as we eagerly and enthusiastically performed for him.

I can sense he is totally turned on by my smooth naked muscled body covered in a thin layer of perspiration as I lay facedown on top of my little brother, fucking him with all my might.

With my little brother's knees now bent over my shoulders, his legs bouncing up and down on my back as my hairless bobbing muscled buttocks clenches and unclenches as I pound my dick up Justin's stretched anus all the way, I can tell Master Noel is getting impatient for us to hurry up and finish so he can finally fuck me.

And as I look at Justin lying there under me, at his youthful boyish face, I listen as he weeps and moans, his pleading voice muffled by my lips pressed firmly against his mouth.

To my shame, it doesn't take long for me to reach that state of no return, and as I feel my large hairless balls begin to tighten up and I feel myself ready to blast my spunk up my little brother's boy-vagina, and still fucking as hard as I can I quickly turn my head towards Master Noel.

"Master, my clitty's feeling really good now, Master! Master, may I spurt my squirting faggot-girl slave juices for you, Master?" I grunt out loudly between clenched teeth, while looking Master Noel in the eyes with a timid beseeching look etched across my face.

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