When Guy was instructed into the finer points of waiting table he was totally bemused. What on earth had waiting table got to do with his present situation? After a few trial runs he was deemed competent enough to serve dinner to the master and his guests. He was soundly briefed about not talking unless addressed first, not to balk at any action committed by a guest, not to look guests in the eye, etc, etc.
He nearly fell fowl of the no talking at his first introduction to the job. After being thoroughly cleaned inside and out he was shaved again so that he was as smooth as a baby's bottom. The master allowed his hair to remain a respectable length, for which he was pleased. His body was lightly oiled and the finished article looked amazing. He was led into the dining room and told where to stand until he was required for service. There was another waiter, older than himself and introduced as Sarin.
"He is the head of house so you will obey him instantly, even though he is only a slave like you."
Stood either side of the dumb waiter they watched the guests trail in. Guy was devastated to realise that Raul's uncle was Ramish Sunda who would have been his boss if he hadn't gone out and got drunk. Service of the first course was started and Guy realised that all of these men were into boys. He was stroked by all of them at different times as he delivered or collected plates. At last he had to deliver to Ramish who made him stand still after placing the dish before him. He felt the hand exploring his rear end, including down the crack to worry the anus.
"You realise you have caused me major problems with my head office, losing my administrator so quickly after his arrival."
"Yes, I'm sorry Uncle, but I am quite willing for you to keep him in that job. He will be more useful as a slave because his hours won't be restricted."
"That's true, but I will actually only need him three days a week if I can have him for unlimited hours on those days."
"Of course, that won't be a problem. I probably won't want to fuck him more than three or four nights a week so it won't inconvenience me at all."
Guy was listening to all this in horror. He would still be doing his job, but as a slave now. It brought home to him why the wages bill was so low. Most of the employees were obviously slaves who needed no pay.
"Open your legs boy."
Without even thinking Guy did, conditioning was working. He was very unhappy as he felt a finger enter him, particularly as it was obvious other guests were watching for him to react.
"The boy feels as though he is still a virgin Raul."
"He is Uncle. I thought I would take his virginity tonight, and then the remainder of you could try him if you so wished."
"Marvellous. I will be able to use him at work as well. Reward for good performance by my staff will be to fuck my admin. manager, I'm sure productivity will go up no end."
Dinner ended and Raul suggested they all go through to the changing room to prepare for the remainder of the evening's entertainment.
Guy was taken through to the preparation room and checked over to make sure he didn't smell at all after his working period. A slave he hadn't seen before used lubricant to make sure his anus was ready for penetration, and Guy felt so ashamed as the boy finger fucked him, increasing the number of fingers until he had all five digits of one hand sliding in and out. This had all happened with him in the spread position and he had been able to see other slaves watching in between their other duties. Embarrassment finished for now he was allowed to lie down and rest for a little while. Briefing followed.
"The master will almost certainly want you to spread for his guests so that they can see and feel your virgin hole. He may or may not want you to blow some of them. Just remember that whatever is asked of you it is to be complied with enthusiastically. If you fail him in any way you will probably be unable to move for weeks after the beating you will take. Now, do you understand what is expected of you?"
Guy nodded, he was almost too terrified to speak.
"Don't forget if you are asked a question, you must answer, if you do what you have just done with me the master will have you beaten for impertinence.
Guy was led through then to the playroom. He stood in front of Raul at rest until Raul said, "Display" and very soon after he said "Turn round, display and then spread."
Guy blushed at this, knowing the other men , including the man that he would be working for, were looking at his anus.
"Please feel free to explore Uncle, after all you will probably be fucking him as often as me."
It was so humiliating for Guy, holding his arse cheeks open while Ramish started fingering him.
"Hmm, he's very soft inside Raul, I think he may turn out to be a superb fuck."
"Good, I think he should be broken in then Uncle. I'll take him standing up."
Guy felt the cock head touch his anus and looked round to see what he was going to get. He could see the others spread round watching and then the penetration started.
"Alright boy, move your hands away and support yourself ready for when I really start working your arse."
Guy screwed up his eyes as he felt the cockhead start to push into him, he could feel every inch as it slid all the way in without stopping. There was a little pain but not much. As soon as Raul was fully embedded Guy remembered and started using his gluts to massage his master's cock. Raul started to pound his arse at the same time and had a massive orgasm very quickly.
"I'll take him again later, but I want all of you to get a good fuck first. "
Ramish took him next, he was smaller than his nephew and Guy imagined having to take that every day at work and Raul every day at home. That thought was bad enough, but it was the humiliation of having an audience that really made him feel so bad. It would be terribly humiliating if this happened at work because surely there would be women there as well.
Raul fucked him again for a long time after the others had finished with him, and then when they had gone Raul sat on the floor and told Guy to blow him. Was this day never going to end?
Apparently not because when he was returned to Samson he was immediately cleaned out and placed on a bed on his knees.
"Drop your head onto your arms, spread your legs as wide as you can."
Guy started to shake, he was sure Samson was going to fuck him now and that monster, he was sure, would split him in two. He felt the fingers worming away inside him, and while he was getting used to that he sensed more movement. He looked round then and blushed scarlet. The remainder of the house staff were in the room watching. The cook and housemaid were women and the two houseboys were only teenagers. When the houseboys were told to help spread his cheeks wider Guy really wanted to die. He was spread so wide he thought Samson was going to fist him before he felt the lube being pushed into him and Samson telling him to come up on his arms so that he could blow the houseboys one at a time while he was being fucked.
Samson really hurt when he entered Guy, but he stopped once he was over the sphincter to allow him to adjust. Then he was slow fucked before he had to take a cock in his mouth as well. Suddenly he realised he was enjoying this, humiliation aside. Samson was hitting his prostate every time he entered and the feeling was incredible sending jolts of pleasure through his body, quickly followed by the jolt of pain as Samson's monster went over the second barrier. The combination was unbelievable. The houseboy was cute, and his cock was easily managed even when he got over enthusiastic and pushed it into his mouth all the way. Two mouthfuls of cum and a good solid fucking left him exhausted but lying in a pool of his own cum from multiple orgasms.
`My God, that fuck was incredible, am I turning into a fuck slut?' was Guy's thought as he recovered before heading for the shower.
He was informed that the next day he would be going to work.
"I'm not wasting time and energy sending an escort with you. If you try to escape you will be found and I'll slowly strip the skin from your hide."
Not stupid, Guy guessed that Raul knew he couldn't hide for long on this tiny island. By the end of the day though he was sorely tempted. He wasn't to be kept waiting long to find out what being a slave and the Admin. Manager would be like. Ramish showed him his office and the working files. In one corner of the office in full view of all the staff in the outer office was a bench, which Guy immediately recognised as the same type as he had been fucked and punished over.
"There is no restriction on the use of slaves on this island if the master gives his permission. Raul has done so. You will obey the order of any member of staff therefore who wishes to use your body for anything. It will probably mean you get little work done today, but the novelty will wear off in a few days I'm sure and you will get your work done in office hours. Today I would be prepared to remain very late."
Then it started. His deputy came in with some papers for Guy to check. First impression was that the boy was too young, but something he would realise quite quickly was that the mixed blood in so many of the islanders made them look younger than they were. Raul and Samson were both ten years older than they looked and Javier was the same he looked 18 but was in fact 28.
He was a stunningly good looking man, Guy thought. Quite small, an almost girlish body but wonderful expressive oriental eyes, with a soft cafe au lait colouring beneath a jet black mop of hair. The lips were full and the flared nostrils gave the face its final character. Guy also noted how delicate his hands were when he reached across to pick up the files. `I could get to like this man I think' was Guys thought.
"This is very good work Javier, I don't know why the company brought me here, I certainly can't fault this"
"The manager has to be from head office, so however good I am I will always be deputy, even if the manager is a slave."
Guy looked at the man's face and knew that without even trying he had an enemy. Such a pity because he was gorgeous.
"I'm sorry but there is nothing I can do about it. Please file this and if you return here I will allocate another task."
"Thank you Sir, but when I return I would like to see you on your knees just here, facing that wall."
Guy looked and noticed he would be sideways on to everyone in the general office. He wondered if it had been deliberate to make that front wall of his office floor to ceiling glass, even the door was glass.
Javier came back, and with no sign of embarrassment stripped off all his clothes and stood in front of Guy.
"I would like you to give me a blowjob. I didn't have time to cum this morning."
Guy started blushing furiously as he saw members of staff watching, but pretending to carry on with their work. Once he got into the sucking, Javier told him to use his hands to play. Guy did as he was told and soon was flabbergasted. Javier's skin was absolutely perfect to touch, softer and smoother than silk. He was embarrassed, but the feel of the skin, the wonderful silky feeling of the ball sac and almost perfect set of balls soon had him showing more enthusiasm than ever before. Javier had intended to further embarrass Guy by cumming all over his face, but this blowjob was so amazingly erotic he deposited the load in his mouth and was both pleased and surprised to see Guy gulp it down.
"Thank you Guy, that was amazingly good."
Guy stood, gave a little bow and walked back behind his desk while Javier dressed.
"Now, please, will you sort these statements for me? Here are the associated invoices and receipts."
Javier smiled, "It will be my pleasure, Sir."
Their eyes met and Guy was pleased to see friendship not resentment in them.
Actor was next through the office door, hardly giving Javier time to depart.
"Good morning young man what can I do for you?"
"My name is Actor, I'm Mr. Sunda's secretary. I have a ten minute break now so I want a fuck. Get yourself prostrated over the bench."
Guy wanted to refuse, but remembered the warnings. He hung his head and went. Actor beat him to it and swivelled the bench round so that maximum exposure to staff would be achieved.
"Now, on the bench, legs spread as wide as you can possibly get them and then use your hands to spread your arse cheeks."
The boy stood off to the side but used fingers to start reaming him out. When he wanted to get more aggressive he moved behind and started trying to fist him. Guy grunted and begged.
"Please Sir, that hurts so much."
The boy was quite incensed, he took his clothes off, pulled the belt from the trousers and gave Guy five quite hard strokes of the leather strap. Then he walked round to Guy's head and fed him all of a very erect 7 incher, making him choke. When it was pulled out Guy got to look at a gorgeous uncut cock. Quite thick with a head still covered by skin, but not for long.
"Skin me slut and make my glans feel like it has gone to heaven."
He only had a few minutes of that before he was to suffer the embarrassment of a cock in his arse and the knowledge that all of the office staff would be watching avidly. He was thoroughly fucked and then made to suffer the humiliation of walking to the bathroom with cum sliding down his legs.
`Oh God, is this what my life is going to be now?' was his thought as he saw the staff all smirking at his humiliation.
The only positive thing he could say about his day was that the sex had been inventive. He had been fucked in so many positions it made his head spin thinking about them. The only common factor was that all of them had entailed maximum exposure for maximum embarrassment. Ramish had been the worst even though it had been in private.
"You can undress me first Guy and then I would like a sound rimming before you blow me."
With no more being said, after he was naked he simply draped himself over a chair and Guy had rimmed him for about fifteen minutes before Ramish turned round and made himself comfortable.
"Now blow me, but don't let me cum. I'm going to do that in your arse."
The fuck was hard and fast, but was still distressing with its violence.
He was sat in his office finishing his paperwork after everyone else had gone home, he thought. It was 8 o clock and he was thinking how hungry he was, not having eaten since breakfast.