Follow Me. (BOYXBOY)

Epilogue

Tieran tried to resolve what his best friend had become. Weeks went by for him in complete isolation of his room. As hard as Diesel tried to invigorate his boy it was to no avail. So he made sure he had food and drink to survive. That was the only thing he could do. Or so he thought at the time.  

As the months dragged on and Tieran never seemed to get back to his old self Diesel remembered a slave boy he had become acquainted. Diesel decided to find him and see if Tieran would find interest in him. A couple days passed before he heard from Stryker. He spoke with him to see if he would ask Payne if he remembered who the slave was. Finally Diesel was able to find the slave boy. He took him from the slave stables for a days use. And decided if this worked he would find a way to purchase the boy or purchase his freedom. Diesel's hopes were shaky at best but at least there may be a glimmer of hope now.  

Chance walked into Tieran's room and fell to his knees, bowed his head and hooked his hands behind his back. It seemed as if Tieran did not realize someone invaded his room. But after a few minutes he looked up at the door but saw no one standing. He got up shaking his head in confusion and walked to the door that was suddenly open. Right before he managed to get to the door he heard breathing close to the ground. He looked down and saw his little slave boy kneeling, waiting for him.  

"What are you doing here?" Tieran murmured through his scratchy voice due to lack of use.  

Quietly the boy replied. "Your carer asked me to come here to see to your needs, Master."  

"Ch-chance? Oh monsters that be it is you." He stammered out breathlessly as if coming out of a trance. Tieran forgot all about Chance since he hid away. He remembered telling the boy once he wanted to get him out of slavery. And he felt so ashamed now that he never kept his promise or barely remembered him. A huge tear rolled down his cheek and dripped on the top of Chance's head. Chance felt it and looked up for a minute and saw Tieran's glistening eyes. "If I may speak, Master..." he began but waited for a confirmation from the gravely depressed figure in front of him.  

"Of course. You know you can speak to me any time without permission."  

"I know, Master. But I must keep with etiquette as I do not want to mess up in front of others." He softly replied.  

Sighing, Tieran shook his head as a confirmation of what Chance just said.  

"Master, let me care for you. Pleasure you. Your carer told me what has happened and you need someone. Perhaps if it is not me you want, we can figure out someone who would be a better choice for you?" Tieran needed to glance down as the words flowed so sweetly out of the soft pink lips of the boy submitting to him. Without a thought he grabbed under Chance's arms and pulled him up and kissed him passionately. Chance opened up and Tieran plunged his burning tongue into the cavern of Chance's mouth. As the kissing evolved to exploring Chance's body with his tongue Tieran felt relaxed. It seemed as if the weight of Payne lifted off his shoulders and dissolved into a million pieces drifting away from him. He crushed Chance to him taking the lobe of his ear into his mouth and gently sucked on it for a minute while the boy whined and shivered in pleasure. With lips still touching Chances sensitive lobe Tieran huskily whispered "You will stay with me. I will find a way, Chance. I love you."  

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Life for Payne was filled with highs so blissful and lows so agonizingly plentiful. Most times the lines were blurred and his body had no idea how to react but in lieu of the tangling of lust and pain, Payne loved his new way of life. Stryker made sure Payne had no control over his body at all. Any lust he felt was due to Stryker's touch. If Stryker wanted to induce harm, Payne would accept his fate. Stryker fed the boy from his own hand.  

Stryker hooked him up to a machine he designed especially for his lover. A tube would be plunged into the slit on Payne's cock and push into his bladder forcing him to urinate at a touch of a button Stryker could press. Sometimes it would be painful for the boy if there was nothing to release. Stryker would not let up on him until he urinated something. One of the worst tortures Payne was put through was for the removal of his feces by force. Another contraption Stryker built for his little pet. The larger tube was pushed into the intestine and a pump was connected so when he wanted Payne to release he would pump it thus letting his intestine fill with air, which caused stress and excruciating cramps to Payne. Once the air filled him, the pump was removed and replaced with a bag full of ice cold water which was then pumped into him until he felt like he would explode. Stryker liked to see his boy squirm and whine. It made his cock so fucking hard to know he was the one with the power to rule the boy's physical needs.  

After making Payne squirm for a while, cramping, crying and twitching, Stryker would sit him over the toilet and release the tubing thus causing anything inside to be removed.  

He would do the urine drain at least twice a day and the 'enema' once a day. If he needed to use the toilet Payne would just have to wait until Stryker wanted him to go.  

Payne was never allowed to get anything for himself. He crawled on all fours or just kneeled. The one luxury he had was sleeping in the same bed as his lover. But the way he was positioned to sleep was his lover's doing. One night he might have to sleep on all fours, ass high in the air and head up so if Stryker wanted a hole they were readily available to him. He would chain him in the position so he was immobile. Other nights he would tie Payne's cock up so it would remain hard all night. Keeping him on his back to sleep. These nights prove to be utter torture for Payne. No less than four times during the night Stryker would either give him a blow job, a hand job or ride him. That was bliss. Unfortunately for Payne he was not allowed to come at all and it was pretty much impossible that he could with how tight his dick and balls were constricted. Payne woke up from nights like those with a huge, furious, purple dick weeping precome and throbbing maddeningly, thinking one of these mornings it will just break off him. Stryker being as twisted as he was would causally stroke him in the morning making his whole body burn in mind curdling pain. After the languid stroking Stryker kneels over Payne and makes him suck him off to completion. Stryker then removes Payne from bed and makes him urinate with the pain inducing hard on. At these times Payne cried and sobbed. Begging for release. Not once has he been allowed.  

Payne followed Stryker to be fed and watered. Hours passed and morning turned to afternoon. Lunch eaten and now both boys rested. One on the couch, one on his knees leaning against his Master. Stryker always listening for the mewls and cries of distress Payne whimpered out throughout the afternoon. Usually by late afternoon Stryker was so hard himself he fixed his pet on hands and knees and reamed him until his orgasm burst forth and thick hot streams of creamy cum shot into his boy's ass. He rested after his pleasure, still listening to the cries of his lovers denial. Stryker would then remove himself from Payne and kneel behind him, grab at the hair on his head and yank his head back and furiously rape his mouth while his other hand slowly removed the casings of Payne's engorged and violently pulsating cock. As that moment occurs there is a sigh of absolute pleasure wafting from Payne's reddened and swollen lips. Stryker gently glides his finger up the vein of his boy's erection, slipping his short nail in the slit at the top, tapping slowly as Payne's body shivers and begins convulsing. Pitiful keens and moans, sounding as if an animal is dying, come out of his mouth from the inner depths of his body. Stryker feels the boy's goose flesh and a deep gurgling sound erupts from the boy's throat. Stryker moans his absolute pleasure of his powerless, turned on boy, removes himself completely from said boy, except for his mouth skimming his ear whispering the one command Payne longs to hear. Come.  

Before the entire word is out Payne's seed emerges from his raging furious cock. His whole body shakes and pulses to each stream that jettisons out of his tortured cock. Minutes pass as his orgasm takes over his entire entity. A small high pitched wail is heard and Payne's body convulses and thrashes as his desire is torturously drained from him and he falls forward onto a waiting Stryker and passes out for a few minutes allowing his body, mind and soul to recover from the vast pleasure bestowed upon him. Stryker keeps up the stroking until Payne recovers from unconsciousness. The stroking becomes too intense and Payne whimpers out his distress. But Stryker perseveres until he makes his pet come again squeezing out every last drop of his hot man seed. By this time Payne is sobbing from the pain and pleasure this has brought him. Tears pour out from his eyes as a smile appears on his face. He looks up into his Master's glowing eyes seeing how he has pleased him. Stryker gently kisses his lips and pulls back slightly, and whispers to him, "Thank you, boy. I love you" Then Stryker leans in again with restraint and presses his lips to his pet.