Hireling

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

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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.

IMPOSSIBLE CALCULATION

Deman caressed my shaved head with a smile on his face showing me the power he had over my mind and body. He left me tied and Jim fucked me some more till his cock started to soften. I looked up at Deman with my face at his crotch sniffing the boy-scent. I reached out my tongue and touched his balls. The scent was wonderful. I begged with my eyes for him to rub his balls over my face. I was dizzy from the alcohol he fed me and it made me horny as hell.

"Jim will introduce you to your new duties `round here! You better do what he tells you to do. Come here, Jim." Deman positioned Jim in front of my face then squatted aside and opened my mouth wide and pushed Jim closer to my face holding his ass. "Good for Jim I had him put on the condom. Smell your dirty ass." He grabbed Jim's cock and smeared it under my nose then inserted it into my mouth. "That's a boy!" He pushed my jaws together slowly. "Suck on the condom, boy! Clean your filth."

I sucked the dirty condom and looked at Deman most of the time. He watched carefully at what I did and made me unsure if I was doing it right.

"Take the condom off. Slowly! " Deman began to pull Jim's cock out of my mouth and I started to taste the cum.

I was grateful for the taste replacing the bitter one I had in my mouth. Jim stepped away and Deman opened cold water then started rubbing my back with the shorts he gave me to wear as underwear. I felt like his baby. The touch was gentle and the smarting sensation was replaced with the cold and his touch. I could not be more grateful to him. I just wanted to touch him and all I could do was to admire his beauty and joy in the domination ant control he had over me in that moment. I was untied and led barefoot inside the boiler room where Deman pushed me in my new room and against the wall. He opened my mouth and took the condom out of mouth and squeezed out what was still inside it on my tongue.

"Yes. Get that tongue out!" He pulled the condom over it and made me close my mouth. "Don't think you will get sex every day! You know you are dirty and smelly and nothing. You will chew on the condom until I say otherwise!"

I stood naked with both of them watching me. I instantly lowered my head. "Yes Master. Thank you, Master."

"Leave the shorts to dry and get dressed. There is work to do. You won't need flip-flops."

...

I wrung the pyjamas and dressed up. The night was not so cold for what I was glad. I came to the entrance where Jim waited for me. I stood humbly and waited for him to talk to me.

"Spread your legs. Hands behind your head! Look straight!"

I followed his orders but I did not trust him. Deman's order made me listen to Jim and I almost hesitated should I obey Jim. He was a nice guy but I did not like him so much. He started checking my body if I was carrying anything with me. He touched my body from head to toe taking special care of my cock and ass, pushed fingers up my ass together with the fabric tucking the pants up my ass and played with my cock till I got hard. My cock pointed forward as I was not wearing the shorts. I looked at him with some fear in my eyes but with respect for Deman. I did not move but my eyes. He pushed me in the hall and I just walked straight holding my hands behind my head. I felt him push a stick up my ass and I started walking faster.

He grabbed my pyjamas-shirt and whispered. "You need to be totally silent." I felt him push the stick deeper. "The stick will show you the way. Just let me push you with it because if it falls out you will know how it feels!"

I nodded my head and pushed back against the stick and he led me forward. My cock was still hard. I thought of Deman the whole time. He was so great. I felt I belonged to him though I was not sure if that was the case. Did he really want me? Maybe He just left me with Jim and slowly he will loose interest in me. :(

I chewed on the condom and wished it was Deman's though I loved him fuck me bareback and the fact he made Jim use a condom made me feel more secure. He walked me round the dorm like this, inside each toilet then let me go to bed.

It was round midnight and I felt sleepy. I had no sheet and no pillow to sleep on. I put the mattress on the floor and just lied on it with nothing to cover me. I had almost no sleep when in the morning round 4am Jim woke me up.

"Move your lazy ass! You have work to do!" I opened my eyes and felt him kicking me till I fell off the mattress and got to my feet.

"First you go and wash your feet. Then you have to clean the halls and all the toilets. Water is outside as you already discovered!" He pulled me by my shirt and pushed in the hall. I had no idea if I was still asleep.

I just went up the stairs when he hit me with a birch he was carrying. "Your feet, you lousy jerk!" I was pushed inside the basement-toilet. "Undress! Fast!" Where is your underwear? Go get it! He started to birch me and I ran naked to get the shorts. He looked at me the whole time and watch my cock swung as I ran. I got inside the shower and washed my feet. He threw the pyjamas at me "Wipe them clean! Now get to work!"

I took the two buckets and filled them with water outside the dorm and he supervised me then followed me as I carried them upstairs. He used that stick again to lead me.

I started scrubbing the floor. I knelt and did not use a mop or anything. He enjoyed supervising me. He would hit me with the cane every now and then making me work faster. He intentionally walked on the scrubbed floor so I had to crawl and scrub it again. He made me refill the buckets often making me carry them up the stairs each time.

Next I did the toilets. He pushed me inside a toilet in the ground-floor. It smelled of shit.

"On your knees and get to work!" he pushed me and I almost fell over with the two buckets I was carrying. I went to my knees and he pulled me by my head inside a stall and pushed my head in a toilet-bowl. There was shit in it and I did not have to guess it was his.

"Yea, smell the shit you are! This shit is better than you." He flushed it away under my nose and pushed my head in the water. He threw the rag at my face "Start cleaning! You need to clean the toilets by 8 am."

I felt dizzy from having no sleep and started cleaning it. He watched me for a few minutes then left. I made everything shine then moved to the next toilet. I did not have much to do actually but it took its time to clean it all.

I thought of escaping but my house-keys were in the bag! Deman had everything, my car keys, my ID, my house keys, my money... I felt captured and continued scrubbing.

`I have to be good with Deman. If I want my stuff back maybe he will give it to me. No, I will serve him. Maybe he does like me.'

Boys started getting up and I was done with the toilets. I really hoped they will enjoy them clean.

"Now go out and pick the trash round the building and collect the trash. Boys don't need to see you disturb them in the morning. Report to me when you are done.

The time was something after 8am. I would greet each boy I saw with good morning. One of them got closer to me and jerked me to the floor. "Don't ever disturb me in the morning!"

I looked at his nice ass as he was leaving. He jerked all the trash I collected in a bag not even turning back at me. I went to my knees and started picking up the trash with my bare hands.

I saw some boys seeing me cleaning the yard. Don opened a window and threw his trash bag out of the window from the first floor. He smiled and closed the window. I went to pick up the trash and went to my knees. I did not know he was watching me until something hit me in my head.

I looked up and saw him leaning out of the window "You don't have to thank me. I couldn't eat it anyway."

He threw remains of a sandwich at me. There was some cheese and salami lying around in the grass. I took everything and made the sandwich. He kept looking me until I started eating it. I was hungry not having dinner and it really smelled nice. I wanted to thank him.

I saw Mr. Rigory coming and I was glad everything was clean by then. I got to my feet and greeted him respectfully. I think I heard him saying "hi" but he just went inside the dorm.

I took the trash-bags to a container and saw the garbage-car approaching.

I greeted the guys and they drew off. I saw Deman looking out of his window and made a gesture for me to approach the building. I looked up at his window and he started spitting on me. I did not move a bit just opened my mouth to catch some. He went inside and I remained standing there for some time until he came out of the dorm and pushed me hard against the wall and kicked my crotch a few times.

"You must not make contacts with people. Is that understood?"

"Yes Master!" he kicked me again then left me and went inside. I followed him after a short while when Mr. Rigory stopped me.

"Today at 5pm you should wait in front of the dining-room. You will do the laundry now." He looked at me for a few moments then left. I felt poor. I lowered my head in submission. Some boys were already gone by then.

Deman approached me from behind. "You will carry the laundry. You may not use the pushcart."

"Yes Boss." He looked around then squeezed my cock hard and twisted it then gave me a smack over my head. "Go! Go! Stop! Turn around!"

I stood still and looked at him. He approached and opened my mouth then took the condom out. "You like it, don't you?"

"Yes Boss. Thank you."

"What?"

"I like to chew on the condom, Boss!"

He grabbed my nose and pulled my head back and checked my nostrils. He suck his finger inside and cleaned it on my tongue. "I see you are unable to take care of yourself. We need to change that. Go back to work!"

"Yes Boss!"

I started carrying the bags downstairs. Then returned to the next room. I knocked on Deman's room and waited. I felt silly seeing him few moments ago but he did not open the room but I guess it was one of his room-mates.

"Deman told me you will come. He said you forgot something."

"No, I just came to collect the laundry."

"Yes that too."

"Step inside." He closed the door after me. "Get to your knees."

I hesitated to do that. It just did not feel right. "Go on. On your knees! I was told you have to beg for something."

He was Deman's age. His face was nice. He looked younger actually wearing a cap and grey Tshirt and denim-shorts. He put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me down and I kneeled in front of the boy.

"Deman gave me these for you" he was holding my flip-flops and I reached out my hand and he slapped my fingers with it. "No no no." I wanted to get to my feet when he slapped me over my face with it. I was unsure weather to continue leaving or to obey the boy. Deman mentioned nothing about him and I felt I did not belong at his feet. He was nice but Deman's orders were all that mattered.

"Open your mouth. Show me your tongue." I did it and he pushed one inside my mouth when Deman entered.

"What is going on here?"

"Fido begs me to suck my dick. He's a freak!" He pulled the flip-flop out of my mouth and slapped my face then laid on his bed.

"You were doing what? You can get fired for that and Dim can press charges!" Deman pulled me by my ear next to the bed at Dim's feet. "Beg him to forgive you your stupidity." He slapped me over my head.

"Please Dim. I am sorry I was molesting you. Please forgive me." Dim did not move a bit nor made a gesture of any kind. I looked at Deman and he seemed to be just the same. "Please Dim. I did not mean to bother you. I promise not to do something like that again." I was confused; was I saying anything? "Please Dim, Sir. I will do what you want to make it up for what I did. I am very sorry for molesting you. I will never do that again."

He went over my face with his sneaker and pushed it inside my mouth looking at Deman. "Maybe I can forget what just happened. From now on I want you to clean my shoes every day whenever I say."

I looked at Deman and he made no gesture at all, he did not even look at me. "If that is what you demand, I will, Sir." I wanted to stand up. "One more thing. Kiss my sneakers! You see you can be nice when you want to!"

Deman grabbed my ear from behind and pushed me out of their room. "Finish the work."

He threw the flip-flops at me and shut the door. i started washing the clothes and could not resist smelling the clothes I brought from Deman's room. I smelled the socks and started getting hard. I found Deman's red shorts and smelled inhaled deeply. I ran them over my face smelling his scent. The door opened suddenly and I put them inside the machine and turned around. Deman was very angry. I was afraid to stand up not to show my hardon. He did not hesitate and just grabbed me and threw to the floor. My cock pointed towards him.

"You enjoy disobeying me or what?" He grabbed my cock and pulled hard on it lifting me up some. "You jerk off when I am not around?" he started kicking me.

"No Master. Sorry. I was... ouch. Ouch. I was smelling your shorts." He kept kicking my balls till my cock was soft. I crept back on my hands what made him even more furious. Finally he stopped and looked at my scared face.

"You are in no position to decide what you will do! Who gave you the right to decide to clean Dim's shoes?" he kneeled on my hands over my torso and started slapping my face. "What? You little bastard. First you make problems then you start thinking on your own. I will not tolerate that again." He squeezed on my nipples and I almost screamed when he slapped me again.

"Please Master. I'll be goo.."

"Shut the fuck up! There is no point in me hearing your voice. It just drives me crazy! Get to your knees."

He stood up and looked down at me. I was so afraid. I wanted to kiss his feet to show him my submission. I lowered myself very slowly towards his sneakers looking up at him as long as I could then my eyes focused on the snickers. I closed my eyes and waited for my lips to feel them. I inhaled deeply as kissed them. After that I'd put my hands behind by head and stayed in that position with my head on the floor at his feet.

His look was uncertain. The whole time I got the impression he did not really know should he let me do it or not. I guess it was all a matter of the movements I made and his mind finding it satisfactory submissive.

I so much wanted to kiss them at that moment. There was no fear in the possibility of him kicking me in the face. I knew I had to be good.

"So you like to smell dirty clothes and underwear?" he stepped behind me and emptied one bag full with dirty clothes over my head.

The scent was so great. Those boys' sweat made me inhale deeply. I wanted to show my Master that this was really a joy for me and I knew it was up to him to decide weather I will be allowed to do that in the future.

He sat by a washing machine "Hey Fido. Carry those socks over here. Deman is going to help you do the laundry so you don't mess it up."

I took the socks off the floor and brought it to him in my mouth. My cock grew in the sensation. I held my mouth closed and almost sucked on them.

"Put the down at my feet. Bring that shorts." I crawled back on my knees and hands bringing him the shorts. He took it out of my mouth and caressed my shaved head. "We want to keep you shaved. Go on. Show me your crotch. Lay on your back. That's a boy. Now open your pants. Let me see your cock."

I laid on my back and opened the top button ant the two next buttons and spread the fly showing him my growing cock under the shorts.

"What is this?!" He pulled on my shorts tearing them even more. "Who told you to wear them?"

He opened my mouth and took the condom out then sat over my face and inserted it into my ass and started pulling on my cock making it hard then I felt the first hit. He just sat down on my mouth preventing my screams to go out and tortured my cock with some belt. He hit the balls, the shaft. I smelled Master's ass and tried not to make a sound. It was a gift from him giving me his ass to smell. I grabbed his thighs with my hands very gently and carefully and the hits I had received transferred the energy through my body into my hands holding his thighs.

He seemed to enjoy that; knowing how much he hurt me with each hit. He moved his firm boy ass over my face and I would thank him screaming in pain.

"I do not want to hurt you. It is your stupid brain that can not understand simple orders. Maybe this will teach you to think a bit or should I write it down for you?"

He got off of me and I looked at his crotch wanting his cock down my throat.

"You pervert. You only see cock. Get to work. See that you are done by 5pm."

"Yes Sir." I pulled the shorts over my cock and balls watching carefully not to touch them too much. He just turned and walked away. I remained on my knees and finished the laundry crawling around and smelling the clothes. I found fresh sweat on one of the shirts and I sucked it out then licked the fabric. Each time I moved my balls would hurt me.

I disobeyed my Master. I really did not realize what his order was.

I carried the clean and folded clothes back to the boys and thanked each.

"Hello. I bring you back the clothes. Thank you." Some would not say a word, some would just say "yea"... I was happy to return the clothes to them. I tried to guess whose shirt it was. I would like to lick boy's sweat, their sweaty armpits...

It was time to collect the trash. Don had already emptied their trash. Some boys would let me in to take it and replace the trash-bags, some would bring it themselves. I again thanked them when I was done.

"Get out of here!"

It was 5pm. I went to the kitchen and waited in front of the door. Boys entered and no one really looked at me. They were annoyed by such meetings or who know what went through their minds.

I saw Mr. Rigory coming. "You wait here till I send for you."

"Yes Sir."

I heard him having a speech and he would mention my name a few times but I could not hear the words or make sentences. It was about work and wall and...

The door opened. "Get in!" a boy pulled me inside and pushed forward and I stopped in front of Mr. Rigory. He pushed me slowly in front in the middle and held me by my shoulder.

"I've been talking to the boys. I was wondering if they are satisfied with your performance. But I guess you can still do better. Am I right?"

I looked at him and he turned my hands facing the boys. I caught my eye with most of them. "Yes Mr. Rigory. I will do my best."

"Jim told me he showed you around yesterday. Tell us Jim what happened?"

Jim smiled "He is just good for cleaning. I tried to show him a few things what he is supposed to do but it seems he can not think straight. He is not for the job! I guess some pople will never be. He is of no use..."

Mr. Rigory looked at the boys and increased the grip on my neck. "So boys. We have a problem. With the work he has to do right now he will not earn enough to pay for the damage. I have a proposition for you but you are those who will decide on that. F..Vik already told us he will do his best. We will offer him a bed and food here in the dorm which also cost money. I have decided he will clan the toilets in each room as well. You want that boys?"

"Yeaa!!" came from most of them and it gave me some sort of power.

He continued "I won't have the time to check it so you will report to me if he forgets to clean or does not clean everything." He pushed me a step forward. "For now this is his official uniform. Turn around!"

I turned and showed my back to them and my ass then faced them again.

"You boys will not be shortened by the fact he will earn more money. Leave the calculations to me. The food is also not a problem, so I guess we all decided for him. Right?"

I looked submissively at all the boys saying "Right" or "Yes"...

"What do you have to say for that?"

I looked at him and he again turned my head facing the boys "Thank you. I will do my best and will not let you down. Thank you all."

"Yea, whatever!"

"You just do your job"

"Who cares what you think"

"Get to work!"

Mr. Rigory pushed me and I walked through the group of boys. They would slap me over my head or slap my behind. They started pulling on my pyjamas and pushing me here and there. They made a circle and played with me. My shirt opened and they managed to pull it down. Some bruises were still seen but no one cared actually. They grabbed me by my hands and pulled my pants and shorts down making me stand naked in the middle of them all.

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

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