A special person with unique bodily abilities which the kingdom raised to be a owned by those who have the highest of power,. and he does get owned, but unknown to all, he has dreams of freedom instilled deep within him..
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Krist pov
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My trainers told me to strip naked again.. and threw an enormous penis shaped iron thing on the cold floor of the dark frigid isolation cell I was kept,as punishment for disobeying them..
I still remember the ragged metallic end of the monstrous dildo, .. I had cried again and again begging them not to make me do this, though knowing it's all futile.., it's been three days I had been kept without food and water because I had refused to use this giant thing up my both holes, stretching exercises they used to call it....
I pleaded again for show of mercy,a bit of humanity , as they kept a jug of cold water, fresh cut slices of bread and warm sausages to lure me to follow their command.. but that thing was so fucking big, and each push so painful that I stopped half way into ministering it inside my body and had tried to run away from the so called training cell, again .. .
But I was weak and my trainers were ruthless and strong, the two of them caught me easily and made me stand naked for three hours on one spot..not moving a single muscle, If I moved immediately I would get flogged, my hands and feet both were tied by metal chains,. my punishment increased for disobedience...
I was told just to do my task again after three hours when my body was on the verge of collapsing, stiff, bleeding from the leather whiplashes and shivering cold from standing like that for hours end..
This time it was two giant similar dildos thrown at me, and I was told to simultaneously shove them up, my both holes, if I wanted to escape three more hours of torture and more days of starvation...
I was certain until that day , they would never touch my private parts .. but will leer and laugh breaking and trashing my inner self, my dignity little by little....
They always stated while training me, that I had to leave all shame, all mental barriers behind if I had to be the best whore and be owned by a horny prince waiting for a fresh meat someday .. , that I had to train my body to bear extremes of pleasures and also punishments...
" Come on you slut" I remember their enraged sneers..
".. if you don't want to get drugged, starved or flogged again, behave like the best man whore or should we say neutral whore you are supposed to be..and start learning how to receive a good rough fuck..who knows in your near future you may be even lucky enough to satiate two people at the same time, may be even twins..!".
And this time one of them touched me as he bend me forcibly to take dildo up my ass, .while the other laughed maniacally... I remember something snapping in me and then the blood all over the floor .. ........ .....
" What happened Krist, why are you crying.. babe, it's just a dream.."
The honey toned concerned voice brings me back to the present from the vile reminiscing of my gory past… I jolt awake, in utter surprise! How could I just sleep off on the most bizzare second road trip of my short eventful life ..
