Hireling

hireling-11

Author: jaken, jaken@email.si, from Slovenia

Please ignore the mistakes!

Story involves sex, domination, joy and satisfaction!

Do not read if you are not allowed to by some authority. If you are offended by sex or/and (sexual) abuse among men even when written you do not have to read.

In a story safe sex in not as important as in real life!

Story is fictional.

SUBSISTENCE

He pumped my ass some more then pulled his cock out. He started fucking me with his fingers.

"Open your mouth." He started feeding me his cum. "Lick it. That's a boy." I was glad not being full with shit. He took the shorts and put them under my hole. "Push the cum out. Come on. You can do it." He teased my hole with his fingers and I felt the warm liquid slowly leak down my hole.

"Yes, that's a boy. Push it out. Now, turn around." He pushed me to my knees and I looked up at him and he put the cum under my nose then pushed my face inside. "Lick that clean." He started pushing the shorts inside my mouth and smashed my cock with his sneaker. "I am glad having you here. You should not disobey me again." He slapped my face a few times. "I think you have work to do. I will see you in the evening." He wiped his cock in my pyjamas.

He took my toothbrush and razor out of the bag and took the bag. "Get dressed! Is there something I need to know?"

"Master. I have to give Mr. Rigory my ID. It is in my car."

"No, it is not. Don't worry about that. I'll bring it to him."

I nodded my head and started pulling the shorts on as he was leaving with my stuff. I did not know what to say to Mr. Rigory.

I looked around and noticed my flip-flops were gone. I looked at the stains on the pyjamas then checked myself in the mirror in the basement toilets.

I was no one. I had no belongings just this old pyjamas I wore. The shorts under them were dirty from piss and some from my shit mixed with the cum he fed to me. I washed my face trying to wipe the humiliation away.

I reported to Mr. Rigory. He gave me a key to some storage room in the attic. "You will find a bed there I think. You can have it. It's not worth much so you don't have to worry."

I went to have a look. It was all dusty in there. In a way I was glad not having to sleep there. I looked around to see what was in there. There was a bag with cloths and I looked inside it. Old torn boys' underwear, white with a fly, then some undershirts, an old shirt and a pair of trousers. There were also some dishes and plates around.

I took the mattress out. Dust fell over my head and I started carrying it to the basement. Most of the boys returned to the dorm by this time and made jokes as usually.

Tom grabbed me by my neck on the stairs. "You moving in here? You better clean the mess when you are done!" As I continued carrying the mattress he pulled in the opposite direction then let go.

Boys laughed and one of them came and started punching the mattress and kicking it till I fell over. Then a few of them jumped on it and punched it till I heard Mr. Rigory.

I got to my feet. "You OK?"

"Yes Sir. I fell over. It's quite heavy."

He did not mention the boys at all. I carried it to my new home and in a way I was happy to live close to Deman. I will be at his hand whenever he pleased.

The room looked even more miserable than I did. There was a small window looking south. I could hear the boys outside playing. Everything was so dirty in there. I had no idea on how to clean that. I went to bring the sides of the bed.

"Where are your flip-flops?" Mr. Rigory asked me. "You should put them on."

"Yes Sir. They should be in the basement somewhere. I am not sure. I will look for them."

When I went pass Deman's room I knocked and waited. Hun opened the door wearing tight red shorts and a white see- through shirt. I admired him so much. Every muscle was so nice defined and his nipples were hard peaking through the material.

"What do you want?"

"Please. I would like to ask Deman for my flip-flops."

"What? Wait here. And straighten that body of yours. Hands along the sides. He he. That is good."

I stood still in front of Hun. He made me hard. I was just fucked and still tasted Deman's cum in my mouth and it felt like some of it leaked in the dirty shorts. I started getting hard seeing Hun's tight ass and tried to look straight.

Deman came out of the toilet wearing one of my shirts and boxer-shorts. He was barefooted. I loved the sight of him. I knew he looked so much better than me. He looked me up and down then at my face and punched me hard I almost fell over. I looked at him with fear not knowing what I did and instantly felt guilty.

"Get out of here you scum. Who do you think you are to come knocking on my door?" He smashed my toes then slapped my face on each side using the flip-flops then pushed me backwards then threw them down the stairs and shut the door.

I slowly walked away and downstairs to get the footwear. I took one and wanted to take another but a guy took it. "Hey. What is this doing in the hall?"

"It's mine I dropped it. Please give it to me."

"I don't believe you. You just want it for yourself!"

I had the other one on my foot and looked at him. "No, please give it back."

He called for a guy in the hall "Hey Pun. Is this of him? He stole one already!"

"I saw him barefooted today. Who know where he got it!"

The guy joined him. Both were nice. One of was about 170 tall and Pun was a bit taller. They must have been like 16 or so. Pun had nice hair. Long, tousled, dirty blond. I loved his neck. He was dressed in light brown(sand) military trousers and black shirt.

Pun came closer to me and grabbed on my shirt and pulled a bit and let it go showing disgust on his face.

"What is he? A pig?"

"Guy..." I tried to say something when the other guy grabbed my jaw.

"Look. I was not talking to you." He squeezed harder pushing his fingernails in my skin. I wanted to hold his hand with mine and he squeezed even harder I moved my hands back surrending myself and he released the grip. "That's better!"

"Hey Guys. Please give it back. I have work to do."

They looked at each other then called for another guy to join them. He was stronger than me but I think of same age as Pun.

"We need to teach this pig a lesson." With no hesitation that guy grabbed my shirt and threw me to the floor. He then pulled me by my hands inside a toilet and I lost the one flip- flop I had. All 3 of them came inside and shut the door. I crept back on my hands moving away from them. The sight of the boys approaching me was a bit scary. One of them took his belt out and they started kicking my feet. I tried to get to my feet and they pushed me down.

"Grab him by his arms. Push them back." They tied my hands with the belt and pulled on it not letting me stand up. It hurt and I lowered my head at their boots.

"Ouch. Please Guys. Let me go. I did not steal the flip- flops. Mr. Rigory gave them to me. Please..."

Pun pulled my face up pushing two fingers inside my nostrils. "Shut up!" he kicked my balls and I bent forward with my mouth on the boot he kicked me with. I kissed it one time and rested my head on the floor beside it looking meekly at him.

They all went inside a toilet one by one and pissed in it. "Now it's your turn!" I was pulled and they pushed my face inside the still warm boy-piss.

"Your shaved head will sine from it, pig!" One kept kicking my ass and one pushed my head deeper. I felt the belt being removed and the guys left with laughter.

I tasted the boy-piss and sipped some then flushed the toilet with my head still inside.

I put the flip-flops on.

Mr. Rigory saw me coming out. "What were you doing in there?"

"I used a toilet, Sir."

He looked at me and I felt miserable. I looked down, stood still and he approached me. The three guys were still in the hall, Don just came from the gym with some guy.

They all looked at me.

I felt a low-life. They were all so nice and I was dirty and smelly. My legs are hairy and they showed as the pyjamas trousers were too short for my size. Also some hair was seen at my chest which looked quite nice, perhaps a bit funny as my head was shaved. I stood still.

"You should not use boys' toilets. You just make them clean. Now go and clean it!"

"Yes Sir."

I walked to the storage room and took what I needed. Mr. Rigory left and the boys watched my every move.

"The scum used our toilet!"

"He stinks!"

"I'll make sure he gets it clean!"

I looked at the floor and walked by carrying the bucket. Inside I wanted to fill it with water.

"What are you doing?" Pun pulled me and the water splashed over me. "You are not supposed to use the toilets, just clean them! You dumb or what?" The guy pushed me in the hall. "Go and fill the bucket. There's a pipe outside!"

I went outside in the yard and filled the bucket. I looked up at Deman's window and saw him smoking a cigarette with Hun, both leaning out.

As I returned I saw Deman joined the others. As I wanted to enter the toilet he stopped me. "I see you are making problems again. You think you can clean the toilet with this water? Go out and fill the bucket up!"

"Yes Boss." I did not think. I had to address him with Boss in front of other boys. They knew he had power over me and I knew I had to show his dominance; not just over me.

I carried it out and brought the full bucket back. It was about 15 litters. When I returned some of the guys left. I took the rag and started scrubbing the urinals.

"Take the flip-flops off and wash your feet first." I took them off and put outside then washed my feet with the water I brought. "You really are dumb. You need to be taught a lot. Take the water out and bring fresh water back. And get yourself another bucket so you won't have to go twice."

"Yes Boss." I looked down, humiliated and went to get another bucket.

"Hey. Carry this one with you! You can't just leave the things lying around." Deman took the rag off the floor and tucked it inside my pants in front and wiped his hands in my shirt. I was holding the bucket in one hand and he took the detergent in the other.

I returned with two full buckets with water carrying them from outside. They were heavy. I put the detergent at my waist and walked by the guys.

"Hey! Need a hand! Ha ha"

"You need a napkin or what?"

I started cleaning and went to my knees. Guys stood in there and smoked, talked and laughed at me. Now and then one would kick me or throw the cigarette inside a urinal I just cleaned. I could not finish the work as one would piss in a toilet, one in the urinal or walk all over the place as I scrubbed the floor. I was barefooted and crawled and scrubbed at their feet.

Finally they had enough and left.

"You still in there? What are you doing? You've been cleaning this toilet for an hour! You won't get paid for this. I will take two hours from your payment! Now get to work!"

"Yes Sir."

I was so lost I had no idea what I was to do next. I took the buckets still filled with water and carried them out.

I was getting tired and nervous. I still had to collect the laundry and trash and the night was coming.

"You may not disturb the boys at this hour anymore. Just finish the cleanings and go to bed. Jim will make sure the work is done. Now go!"

I again took the buckets and carried them full with water to the first floor and started cleaning. Scrubbing the floor, the bathrooms. I used a mop and did the work quite fast.

I was finally done and it was near 9pm. I had no idea of what to do next. I went to see Jim. I was afraid to knock on Deman's door. I stood there in silence for a moment till he finished a conversation he had over a phone.

He turned towards me. "You were overhearing my conversation?" Before I could say a word he grabbed my neck and squeezed hard. "Let's have a look at you." He pushed me against a wall and I thought he would kiss me when he spat in my face.

"Hey Jim! I see you found our little bastard. He's been bad all day long making problems."

Deman showed up from nowhere. I was so glad seeing him. I looked into his eyes listening to his words. He moved his lips so gently he instantly calmed me down. I felt so secure seeing him and bad for disappointing him again. After a few seconds listening to his words I lowered my look in shame and looked down with Jim's saliva dripping down my face. He released the grip on my neck and I collapsed on the floor and knelt in front of them. I had no power in my legs and realizing I was on my knees made me more humble. I put my hands on my back and straightened my body when Deman pulled me to my feet by my ear. I never lost eye-contact with him and the power was all his.

He led me inside the basement-toilets holding my ear. I was glad we were alone with Jim and no other boy witnessed the scene.

"Did you lock-up upstairs? Go and get a towel!" Jim left in a haze with some sort of anticipation.

"It's been a long day for you so you can build yourself a picture what your work is going to be like."

There was a bath-tub in there. To the left side were stalls, a basin on the right and the bath-tub at the end of the room opposite to the door from the hall. He pushed me inside the bath-tub. There was no enclosure round it. He took toilet paper and started stuffing it inside my mouth.

"Open up! That's a boy. Just don't swallow any!"

He pushed the toilet-paper inside my mouth making it dry. I almost spat everything out but he just put his hand over my mouth then taped it. He caressed my shaved head admiring his work in a way then gave me few short slaps over my face then pushed me to my knees and released cold water over my head wetting my pyjamas.

"Get naked!" With that Jim had returned with a towel and a bottle of a kind. "No haste. Take `em off slowly. Yes I want you to play striptease for us."

"Yea, show us your chest."

I took the wet shirt off and tossed it to the floor then started caressing my chest, played with my nipples and started pulling the pants down. I turned around and showed my ass and tried to be as good as possible. Both laughed and made comments of my appearance. I didn't think many of strip- dancers were gagged and whipped and canned. The bruises were obvious and the cold water felt refreshing.

Jims started fingering my hole and my bruises. I felt his touch and recalled of Deman scratching over my back while fucking me and filling me with his semen. My erection grew and my cock showed in its full size; freshly shaved crotch emphasized its size and form.

I turned around facing Deman and looked down in shame, put my hands behind my head and went to my knees. I recalled the punishment I received from both of them tying me inside a stall disciplining me. Deman showed me his overpower and forced me into submission training me like an animal using power and calming my fear with his touch. Instantly I felt the energy of fear running inside my body and emotions of devotion driving me into total submission. I would thank him but the gag prevented any sound.

"I see you learned to shave your pubes. I guess I will not have to teach you again!" he scratched over my back with his fingers and I moaned inside the gap. The paper he stuck into my mouth got wet and I had some space to move it around my mouth.

Deman pulled the tape off and cleaned my mouth with water.

"I think I will need that mouth of yours. If you make a sound I promise you to scream all night!"

He again taped my mouth and tied my hands to the pipe and my feet together as well. Jim took the towel and rubbed it over my back making it dry. He then wiped my ass and face. I looked at Deman the whole time.

He took the bottle and poured the contents over my back. I screamed into the gag and pulled on the ropes inflicting wounds on my wrists. Jim held my feet still and I could not move them much kneeling. My eyes cried tears and begged for mercy trying to express the words hidden behind the gag.

"Calm down you puppy. I want you no harm! We need to disinfect your wounds. It's for your own good."

I looked at him not knowing if I could stand the pain when I felt him disinfecting me again. I started crying in the gag and felt Jim forcing his cock up my ass with one slow but constant push.

Deman started rubbing the alcohol in my back. "I want total silence from you!" With that he pulled the tape off my mouth and forced his hard cock up my eager mouth and rammed it down my throat.

He pulled my face up and opened my mouth then poured some of the alcohol into my mouth and fucked me more. I felt both of their cocks entering me. As the alcohol ran down my back Jim also pushed some of it up my ass with the trust he gave me and Deman kept pouring some into my mouth every now and then and over my back as well.

Jim started spanking my ass while fucking me and Deman slapped over my back and fed me his cock. The alcohol started to react and I felt dizzy and even hornier for the two studs taking me. I was rock hard from feeling the cocks and the pain faded in the pleasure receiving from them. I felt Jim trust becoming more intense and Deman started shooting his load inside my mouth scratching hard over my back forcing his cock deep inside my mouth and I screamed with his cock down my throat and shot my load in the intense pain.

----------------------------- Author: jaken, jaken@email.si

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