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Part 3.
The doorbell rang, and Michael dashed to his feet to take a look at the cctv.
“Errol’s here.” Michael said in an excited tone, “Yo Riki take the bitch out back and shove him in the kennel.”
They had just both roughly fucked a thirteen year old kids asshole Riki had fucked his face whilst Michael had odne his pussy. Michael had fucked him so hard that he had made the boys ass bleed. Riki picked him up with ease and hauled him over his shoulders.
“We’ll be in the lounge think Errol brought the big African nigger Akende with him and not met the guy before.
“No worries.” With ease Riki briskly walked through the garden and too the dog kennels at the back of the house. “I hope your hungry, hungry for doggy dick today, cus old rustlers cock needs a lickin.
The boy too fucked to even talk just emitted a few small murmurs and non coherent gibberish.
“Michael sure fucked you up this time kid. Ahh better still the Rottweiler’s will have a bitch to play with now too. It was far from the worst the kid had been put through but Michael had evilly made the kennels a daily duty for him it seemed.
Riki unlatched the gate and thrust the kid to the kennel floor. He landed with a thud and almost straight away three large Rottweiler’s and one German Sheppard came over ready to taste there meal for the day.
The boy managed to see Riki leave from the corner of his eye but it was too late now and before he had even managed to think one of the dogs had begun to mount his sweet ass from behind. They were in doggy heaven. He just heard Riki shout
“Be back in a couple of hours kid…” And then he was gone left to the bewildering madness of a pack of ass hungry dogs waiting to pound his ass. How he wished he had never crossed Michael’s cousin in the first place now he was captured, abused and doggy fucked.
Meanwhile back In the house the big Jamaican Errol had arrived. He brought with him his African friend Akende who carried with him a large suitcase. “You want any help with that Akende?” Michael asked in a warmly manner.
“No brother tis fine jus gotta get ma case through then I show ya want big Akende brought back from Zimbabwe.”
The three of them laughed Michael rather intrigued to see what treats and delights Akende had brought.
“So how’s it been hangin bro?” Errol asked patting his old pal Michael on the back with his big black hands.
“Ahh ya know 21 now dude. And my dad gave me a new slave all the way from Latvia some eastern European bitch a bit cut up to be honest?”
Errol frowned, “What ya mean cut up?”
Michael laughed and handed Errol a rum and coke from the side bar cabinet. I’ll show ya later you’ll see.”
Akende was bigger than Errol but still the two of them together were two mean mother fuckin niggers. They took no sit from nobody and just like Michael they especially enjoyed to abuse and degrade young slave boys for pleasure.
“You still got the brothel then Errol?”
“Yeah sure thing bro got a couple a nice new boys there as well ya know. A fresh couple a new pussies with ripe holes waitin to be abused. Its there first stint tonight so cant be stayin long but you could come down if ya want?”
Michael thought about it and he did fancy taking a look at the new merchandise. “Hmm maybe bro just I gotta tend to my new present you see so we’ll have to see what happens later.
At that moment the code to both locks was inputted and the suitcase clicked and opened. The three of them including Michael who was very eager to see what lay inside crowded around to take a look.
Michaels eyes almost shot out from there sockets, “Fuck!” he said struck in ore at the magnificence of the object.
“Not seen one like that before Akende!”
“Old Akende know how bitch need be done ya know.”
Michael grasped the gigantic phallus that lay in the suitcase. It was by far the biggest and most brutal looking studded black dildo he had ever seen. The girth was at least three coke cans thick and in length was the size of a donkey dick.
“That a bit heavy for ya bro?” Errol said laughing as Michael struggled to hold the gigantic object.
“Fuck me Errol what’s this fucker made of?”
He pointed to Akende “Tis made from the usual materials except its loaded full of a little special ingredient.”
Michael put his ear close to the end of the dildo and noticed a slushy, swishing noise coming from inside.
“Is that piss inside or some shit Akende or fiery chilli oil or some shit. Yeah I done that once gave one of the bitches a fiery fuck then loaded his ass deep with chilli oil and bunged him up with a plug. Was good fun!”
Akende took hold of the Dildo from Michael and just at the base of the dildo he flipped up a piece of loose plastic to reveal a button. “Piss ya say, no something better much better, Its loaded with six litres of fresh Zimbabwean cattle cum fresh from me ome land.”
Michael nearly fainted, “That shit must stink like fuck now.”
“has been inside for three weeks now. Its lumpy white stinkin cattle cum thick and green and going off.”
Akende rested the massive Phallus just to the side of the coffee table. The big African nigger sat down took a sip of his drink and took his pants down.
Errol stepped in, “Listen Michael Akende’s very horny you able to get a bitch to suck his dick for him?”
“Yeah sure thing?” Michael said and switched on his radio. He called through and asked for one of the available stable boys.
“Anything you want Akende, take ya pick, Latino, white, spic anything young old, fat skinny we got it!”
Akende mulled it over whilst tugging on his fat, swelling prick. The head was a deep purple and glistened beautifully in the light, it must have measured at least ten inches.
“I wanna ram a kids face hard I mean really hard, back of the throat tonsil shit so any slave who knows how to suck a good old African cock like a pro?”
Michael thought for a moment and then it came to him, “Ahh I know just the one.”
He ordered the slave to be brought down immediately by his head slave boy who was in charge. Akende slouched in his chair smiling and suppin his drink knowing his big fat cock which jutted up to the ceiling was about to fuck some kids face.
A few moments later and after another hold of the giant dildo two boys entered the room. One of them was Bradley he was naked except for a very small pink, girly thong which nestled neatly in the back of his ass. Beneath him and crawling like a pathetic little slave slut was “Blow blow boy” well as Michael had renamed him as. He was fourteen and his mouth was held open agonisingly by a steel mouth ring. His eyes where bloodshot and his nose boasted a ring which the taught chain which Bradley was holding was thread through. Every so often Bradley would tug at the chain forcing the slave boys head backwards and making his fucked up face tense up, a sight of pure beauty thought Errol who went to take a look at the boys exposed ass hole. Deep in his crevice was a dildo that was hollow from the inside.
“You seen the hole then Errol” Michael said kneeling down to take a look with his friend.”
“Yeah what ya tryin to achieve here then?”
“He’s had a dildo I him ever since I got him. Except each week I put one larger than the last in. Soon his ass hole will be one distended pussy loose and ready to be fucked by my prised shire horse.”
“Ha-ha fuck me you never cease to amaze me Kida. Gotta get one of these sluts down a the brothel me thinks.”
They both laughed, Bradley stood still not ushering a word although he was head slave boy he was now in the presence of his master and his two hulking black friends he knew his place.
“you hear that blow blow not long now till we get that pussy fucked and you mated as the bitch you will be. I’m sure stallion my prized shire will enjoy ploughing his wife from here on after day after today don’t you?”
The kid could do nothing but nod his fragile head and a tear built in his eye he was well and truly fucked up.
“Now it’s time for you to suck my friends big cock here. And no bullshit, Akende asked for my best cock sucker so you should feel privileged that I asked for you to do the job eh!”
Michael clicked his fingers at the pink thong wearing Bradley and ordered him out of the room. He turned and left his minion to his fate. “Oh and fix up Joey.” Michael said turning to Bradley, he pointed to the gigantic dildo and tapped the top of it with his hand.
Bradley gobsmacked just uttered a few laboured words, in shock at what he thought Michael proposed to do.
“Where gonna stretch his hole this evening and I think he’s ready to take this fucker don’t you?”
They all laughed except Bradley and Blow blow, “Er yes sir right away.” He muttered.
He left and whilst Michael chatted about old times with his good pal Errol, Akende had positioned the boy on the floor and just above his head he began to ram his fat cock into the exposed “O” shaped mouth piece that was the boys mouth. Blowy was in for one sore ride especially with that giant ten inch fucker that Akende was currently piston fucking into his throat. Slap slap! went his stinking hairy balls, up and over the boys nose and face as he fucked in and out.
Meanwhile Bradley took himself to the private stables at the rear of the mansion. Michael kept his herd of newly acquainted boys there, and the ones who had previously been house slaves, and had been demoted through lack of good work. He unlatched the gate and opened the door to the shed. On either side of the isle where six separate pens. Each boy was chained through a ring in his nose to a tall pillar. Beneath him was straw and a small drinking bowl. The only time they were taken out of stables was to either be punished or serve Michael and his friends in one demeaning way or another.
He had to check on Liam, a cute faced fifteen year old who had now spent three months locked in the stable. He peered into his section to make sure everything was in order. “Hey you piece of shit wake the fuck up.” Now that Bradley was in company of the other slaves he could well and truly order them to his every wish. That was his job Michael needed to keep control of everybody on his manor and couldn’t do that by himself so he employed higher ranking slaves to do that for him.
“Er…yeah” he moaned his face contorted with a thick perspiration covering his brow. He was positioned on his hands and knees whilst a gigantic fucking machine worked its way in and out of his pussy hole, nice! He had been fucked continuously for the past six hours that his mind had become a whirl of delirious notions. He couldn’t even comprehend what was happening anymore and dozed in and out of a coherent state.
“I’ll turn it up if you fuckin doze on me like that. You want me to do that, cus if you do I’ll tell Master right now and then you’ll see what fucked up shit he has in store for you.”
The boy shook his head from side to side. Spit ran from the corners of his mouth big wads spraying out from the corners like he was a cow being milked. In fact it wasn’t far from the truth the dildo had been milking his prostate good and hard for six hours now. Ha-ha.
“Oh well no reply then guess I’ll have to do something my self.” He turned to the controls on the side of the fucking machine and cranked up the speed to fastest. “I’ll be back in an hour to see if you’ve learnt your lesson.
There was no reply the machine was at full throttle, the dildo impaling ruthlessly into the boys ass.
“Arghhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkkkkkk.” He wailed and his eyes almost blew out of his sockets with the intensity.
Bradley moved onwards, and passed Jacob one of the newer boys. He was still at the “I can get away from this hell” Stage and had not fully been broken yet. That was Bradley’s job to do and knew he only needed a few more days on the kid.
The boy was tied down with his mouth open and a hollow gag had been shoved inside, his hands and arms restrained by his side. He heard Bradley unlatching the gate and made a few muffled noises. “Arghhhh ohhhhhhh pleaseeee!”
“Pleas give you another dose of Michael’s special reserve. Ok”
And he wasn’t talkin about a sweet southern reserve of whisky oh no. To the left of the boy was a cabinet that read “Special reserve.” Inside was a heated box about the size of a picnic container. Bradley picked up the large industrial spoon and dug into the foul stinking mess. He scooped out four day old, body temperature shit straight from Michaels ass. Mixed as well with horse shit and other vile concoctions. Hey how much shit could one guy produce?
“There’s a good boy now take down your dinner. He placed the spoon in front of the boys mouth. Jacob could only see upwards and saw the bottom of the spoon glistening with putrid smelling shit, some of it dripped from the sides and fell onto his lips. Vile!
Bradley shoved the spoon throat deep into Jacobs mouth and whizzed it around. He then held the kids nostril closed forcing him to swallow. It had been his eighth serving of the day and there was more to come for sure!
The kid swallowed the vile mess and cringed as it went into his gut. After so much of Michaels prize winning shit you’d think the boy would have barfed straight up, but Bradley had already sorted that problem out. He had given the boy a sickness shot preventing him from spewing. And that meant he could take double or even triple of the amounts that a normal person could. How ingenious it was, and one of Michaels private doctors in Switzerland ideas!
The boy moaned in pain and agonising humiliation but Bradley just huffed and swayed his cute bum out of the pen. Now to Joey it was time for the big show, even Bradley was glad not to be in his position right now and he too before had gone through a remarkable amount of abuse at the hands of Michael. Bradley gritted his teeth he kind of liked Joey and hated to be the one to break the news, but what his owner said went. He had no intention of putting his privileged job in jeopardy that was for sure………..
As he opened the pen door, there crouched in the corner was one scared boy. He was fully naked and instead of giving him a more ruthless punishment Michael had decided he wanted to get to the boy psychologically. Around the base of his penis and cupping his balls in tightly with a wire mesh was a chastity device.
He had been prevented from cumming for seven days now and it hurt so much, but there was fuck all he could do. Sure he could play with it and even frig his own ass hole for sexual stimulation but the clit down there would simply stay soft.
“Hey kid you ok?” Jacob asked with a smile. He knew Joey’s story and it killed him. His mother and family all killed. And then him left to an orphanage, and it wasn’t long till he hit the streets taking crack and heroin. And not long after he was coerced into a vicious prostitute ring. And that’s where Michael had picked him up he knew a couple of wheelers and dealers who owed him a favour and he liked the cute look of Joey, so he bought him at a discount price.
He had luscious tanned skin and dainty little freckles above his nose just nestling on both his cheeks he was so adorable. His brown hair fell jut below his ears and his body was in good condition too. Unlike the other slaves he was pretty much virginised except for a few fuckings from Riki a few weeks back that was all. So it Killed Bradley to break the news.
“Listen Kid.” He went on after Jacobs sniffles spoke the words for him.
“Your gonna have to turn around I need to do something.”
“What, what’s happening Bradley?”
“Just turn around I’ll tell ya.” But he couldn’t he really couldn’t. the Kid was in for a rough ride with that gigantic menace that Akende had brought, and not to mention the two niggers as well. The kid would definitely need a stint in Michaels surgery to reconstruct his pussy that was for sure.
The kid knelt as Bradley took some prime goose fat from a bucket on one side.
“I’m gonna have to lube you up good and proper Michael wants’ to fuck you a few friends of his are round for a bit of fun.”
“How many are there? He asked hoping for the best that it wasn’t another ten man gangbang party that lasted four hours, last time he heard that Michael had friends round.
“Just two, no three there’s three of them nothing to worry about.”
He hated himself, and began to insert his finger laden with copious amounts of the foul goose fat to the boys ass hole. He swished it around real good. Joey new better that to say anything and let Bradley do his work.
“So why you puttin that stuff on me I’ve taken dick before it’s not so bad.”
Bradley’s mind went blank. “Oh” He fathomed, “Michael just gave the orders that’s all and you know me kid I can’t say no.”
“Oh right I see.” He responded and looked down at his pitiful cock shrivelled up and begging for release.
“Michael wants you fully naked so I’m gonna chain you up and take you through to them”
And with that and amongst the murmurs and wails of humiliating and agonising pain from the other boys in the stable he took Joey to his fate.
As Bradley led Joey into the lounge they were met by a bit of a raving party. The two niggers were happily bouncing there heads and puffing blunt, skunk smoke whilst they listened to one of there mundane rap music records.
When Errol saw the pretty little thing come through, and sway his cute little face he turned to Michael. He had just finished pissing in there waiter and toilet for the evenings mouth. “Get the fuck up and serve the guys here some more drinks.” He ordered. And the scantly clad boy hopped to his feet at once to fulfil his masters wishes.
“Yeah bro?” he responded to Errol who had zipped up his pants to take a look a Joey.
“This our entertainment for Old Akende’s column for the night then?”
Michael smiled and nodded approvingly at Errol, “Sure is dude and I hope he’s ready for what he’s about to receive.
“Repeat after me Jacob, young crack addict and heroin filled junkie!”
Bradley stood there motionless and to afraid to say anything. He couldn’t though could he? Not unless he wanted the giant fucker in his hole. Akende had hidden it away just before hand not wanting to scare the kid straight away that was all part of the fun.
“I am a worthless crack addicted whore.” He grinned, “Whose only purpose in life from now on is to serve our dicks, asses and anything else that we shove in your pussy hole, Big or small.”
He turned to Errol and Akende and smirked knowing for full well what he was talking about,
Joey repeated the words in a humiliating fashion and then waited. Michael ordered Bradley from the room who left with a gulp and then waited close by to hear what was being said.
But when he heard the suitcase unlatch and the terrible screams emit from Joey he left. His heart was racing and fast, but no where near the uncontrollable speed that Joey’s was.
“Yeah that’s right, Akende my big friend from Zimbabwe brought it.” Michael went on, “And its absolutely genius not only is it the biggest whooper you have ever seen but it also has another little function, but that you will find out later, or rather your insides will.”
Michael high fived Akende and hugged him too. “Thanks for bringin this dude your awesome, any time you wanna come round just say and I’ll have a bitch any time day or night waitin for you.”
“Right on bro ol Akende gonna stick around for many moon to come.”
Joey’s face was one of terror, sheer worry painted his cute little cheeks, Were they serious? Of course they were serious Michael was always serious when it came to sex. He looked at the menacing black object studded from the base with knobbed black raised bumps. “Oh shit” he thought, “Oh fuck.”
“Errol fancy bringin in the fuck frame!”
They all new the plan and Errol quickly left the room. Moments later he brought through the fucking frame. It was like an exercise frame, for doing sit ups on your back. Except this one was made of steel and was going no where. He plonked it on the carpet and let free the loose straps that would hold Joey’s legs in the air securely.
He grabbed hold of the terrified boy who was crying now and put him on his back beneath the frame. He pulled both his legs up revealing the most cute, adorable puckered ass hole you have seen and tied his legs very firmly into the straps. It was pretty much like a fucking sling except this one prevented the user from movement. They had planned to fuck his hole deep with his back to the floor and his legs in the air, no room for movement or squabbling just fucking pure fucking.
He then put a collar around Joey’s slender neck, and attached a chain which he locked in place at the top of the frame. He then wound around the chain making it as taught as could be giving only the slightest room from right to left for movement.
Michael came close to Joeys ear and amongst the pathetic sniffles he began to speak his sick and perverse words full of malice and sadistic sin.
“Now that we’ve strapped you in and got your lovely puckered botty all wide and exposed we can begin the ritual.”
He turned to Akende who was just recievin his drink form the house servant, “Hey Akende this thing ever been used before?”
“Not once brother, straight form Zimbabwe and fresh as they come. It aint even had one spec of blood on it yet.”
Joey writhed and shook his head profusely, Would he die from this? Would his ass hole be fucked forever?
“You hear that you’re the baby Jesus, you’re the prodigy! The unused un fucked fucker over there in all its glory is gonna fuck you for the first time. Think of it as its first anal christening!”
They all hooted and laughed, whilst Joey’s world crumpled beneath him………….
“Akende seen as its yours id like you to do the honours!”
“Sure thing.” He said and took hold of the dildo and brought it just in front of Joey’s eyes. He ran it up and down his vision back and forth letting him have a good old look at what would soon be embedded in his raw, open cunt. How he wished he were dead…………………….
As Akende was giving Joey a good look of what was to come Michael had taken to prizing about the boys ass hole with his fingers. It was then that he noticed the thick, concoction of goose fat running from his hole. “What the fuck is this!” He screamed.
He picked himself up and waved his hand in front of Joeys eyes letting the thick lube like solution fall onto the boys lips.
“What the fuck is this shit that’s bunged up in your fucking ass hole.” He asked again furious at the amount of lube that had been shoved up the boys rectum.
“Er…..I don’t know.” Was the only warranted reply from Joey.
“Think again!” Michael spat infuriated and turning himself around on the spot like a deranged maniac. Joey thought hard but he had done nothing wrong, Bradley had said that it was orders form Michael that was all.
“Bradley……” He stammered and then cut off by Michael.
“Yo Errol do me a favour brother, go out to the stables at the back of the mansion and get me that fucking waste of space Bradley In here right now.”
“Sure thing Michael, not no slave fucker gonna mess Errol’s fun up!” Errol said lighting his spliff. Akende gazed on rather bemused at Michael’s fury. He came behind the boy and tapped his shoulder, “Everything ok brother?”
“No not ok. Where here to fuck this bitch raw, raw as a chicken gettin fucked by a rooster. I said nothing bout lubin him up with goose fat. I want a deep, raw sandpaper hurtin fuck not some easy lubed up shebang!”
Akende nodded his head, and sat back down. “And you you little faggot shit.” He said to Joey, Your in for one rough ride but not until all this slimy shit is sucked clean from your asshole by Bradley!” How cruel thought Joey how senseless could one guy get? He had taken in the full realisation of what that fucker was going to do to his insides and it killed him. And now his master wanted to fuck him dry, no lube nothing. He began to cry.
Moments later Errol burst through the door his huge hand clamped tightly around Bradley’s wrist. “Now you tell your master what the fucks been goin on bitch!” He threw the near naked boy to the floor.
Bradley sat there almost grovelling at the feet of his master, “Please master I’m sorry!” He wailed “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have done it , please, please don’t hurt me Sir.” He cowered his face from the inevitable punch that was coming his way, but Michael had other ideas.
“Get the fuck up!” Michael kicked him in his stomach not once but twice and eventually the winded boy got to his feet.
“You wanna make a fuckin show of me in front of my friends eh? You wanna fuck with me on my property when you know for full well whose the owner around here? Your getting too big for ya fuckin boots Bradley. I give you this job cus I thought you could take the pressure but no. You have to fuck around and give Joey here an easy ride. Tell me why you prepped him up with the goose fat shit, did I tell you to do that?”
No…..Sir….I’m sorry I’m really sorry…I didn’t mean to.” He was really frightened now and began to shake.
“Oh well you’ll pay for your fuckin mistakes later, and by the way you’ve just been demoted you little fuck. Now get down there and suck that ass hole clean. Absolutely grand spanking clean of all that goose batter. If there is one just one spec then I’ll shove you in the kennel for a week.”
Even Akende and Errol were surprised at Michael, they didn’t think he had it in him, but it was true he was one sick fucker.
Bradleys heart sank, Demoted? Oh no back to the life of grime once more and “Oh no, fuck!” He thought, if he’s demoted then one of the other stable boys will get promoted and after every nasty humiliating and degrading thing he put them through one of them is sure to take revenge.”
Immediately he crouched down and stuck out his tongue. He began to lap at the foul, stenching fat all in and around the orifice of the boys tight ass hole. But it wasn’t just him scared out of his wits it was Joey too who knew what was to come.
“Right up there!” Michael instructed, “Your tongue right up there, every last drop clean, make him as dry as a peanut, get the pussy hole clean damn it.”
And with those words the two niggers and Michael watched as Bradley worked his tongue in and around Joeys asshole. The goose fat almost poured from the sides of his mouth as he tried his best to get it all up. Michael on the other hand was enjoying himself after his little out burst and with Akende the two guys hauled the titanic sized dildo over to Joey.
“Get the fuck outta the way!” Joey scrambled to his feet and began to lick his masters shoes in a pathetic attempt to work his way back into the good books. Michael just kicked his chin and sent his naked ass flying and crack onto the floor.
“Akende you know what to do!” He hauled the dildo to Joey’s ass and to his puckered, rose bud ass hole. Joey felt the tip of the monster at his previously moist and lubed crack. It felt like the whole world crashing before him with one impending donkey sized dildo ready to smash its way right through his faggot sphincter.
Akende got all his weight behind the base of the dildo and took it in both of his hands, with one push he shouted “One Zimbabwean mother ready to cause a bad man damage man!” Michael and Errol laughed whilst tearing off there pants to reveal there semi erect cocks.
“Yo get the fuck up and help Akende.” Errol roared, Bradley moved to his feet and got behind the burly nigger, “Listen kid, one two three, push.” And with that the giant sized phallus pushed beyond the canal entry and into the boys hole.
“Arghhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!” He wailed Michael took his cock to the boys mouth and bent downwards, “Shut up screamin and take my dick.” He shoved his nine incher into the boys mouth and began fucking his face.
“Yeah that’ll shut the bitch up bro, whilst Akende fucks deeper into his bowels!”
Akende was one fierce nigger and new no limits, “Come on kid push with me fuck this pole into that hole.” And with those words they volleyed the dildo smashing it a third of the way into Joeys ass. Blood seeped from the sides of his distended hole, and now Akende and the unfortunate Bradley fucked the Dildo in and out in a nice rhythm.
“See Akende, Errol told you we wouldn’t need no lube. Stupid fuckin house slave meesin with my plans.” He glared at Bradley who was brought back to the very realisation that he was now nothing more than a stable boy.
Joey on the other hand was in the most excruciating, humiliating and diabolical pain he had ever experienced. He would have bit his tongue off had it not been for Michaels big, fat sloppy cock banging the back of his throat.
Michael laughed, “Come Akende show me some of that African love and get that thing movin.”
Akende laughed and picked up the pace. The only sounds in the room now were that of the dildo workin its way in and out of the now fucked up pussy hole that was joeys ass. The muffled gags and screams of Joey rang out as he tried his best to take a dick in his mouth and an obscenely large dick in his ass.
Bradley was building up a sweat himself having to help Akende push the monster in and out. Old Akende on the other hand was just beginning, the nigger had plenty of energy in him he could go for hours. Mean while Errol had reached for the camcorder filming the whole sordid spectacle. Michael emitted a moan and emptied his fat balls full of copious amounts of cum down Joeys throat. He pulled out and the kid just slumped there to fucked to say anything, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and saliva ran from his lips.
They fucked him for what seemed like hours but it was only around fifteen minutes. Blood coated the black piston and ran onto the floor, drops splattering everywhere.
“Yo Akende” Michael shouted bumping his head to the rap music that had continued to play. He danced around in a circle smoking his spliff enjoying every last moment of his sick game.
“Isn’t it time for our little splooge session Akende?”
“Almost forgot bro and da best part yet to come.” He took away the material at the base of the dildo, Bradley didn’t know what was going to happen but he sure new it would be something equally as bad.
Michael slapped Joeys face three times, “Wake up, wake up, taste the cock that’s fuckin ya bum. Oh yeah feel that fucker destroying your innards and makin you into a fucked up slut pig.”
Joey came around with blurred vision still being fucked by the dildo, how would he survive this?”
Akende pressed the button and a small motor started, moments later Joey felt a thick solution shoot up into his hole and into his bowels. The thick, slimy cattle mucous poured inside of him and there was nothing he could do.
The three guys hooted and shouted and high fived each other, as Joey slowly became bunged up to the max with three day old cattle cum, ewwwwwww! His face stiffened and beamed red as the blood filled his cheeks.
After the final drops where shot in, Michael came behind Akende and helped them remove the dildo, he then took a butt plug from his pocket and jammed it in the kids ass. “There you go all bunged up and fucked up, now you’ll hold up, hold up all that, and yes just listen three week old cow cum in your ass.
Bradley was gobsmacked and had crumpled to the floor. For Joey it was a whole different world, he had just been fucked roughly by the biggest dildo known to man for fifteen minutes. His ass hole was wrecked and blood had splattered everywhere. Now he was just a stomach pumped fuck pig full and bloated entirely to the point of breaking with cum. Would he survive this?????
Michael wasn’t so sure and as he Akende, Errol and Bradley left the room on his knees, he turned the light out and evilly said., “Back in a couple of hours or so ha-ha!”………………………..
Joey was left to the sickening horror games that he had just been a part of, and he never new life could be so cruel.
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