Finally, after much nagging and playful threatening by his girlfriend, Abel had gone home to see his mom. He had not seen her after going away to college on the other side of the country for the last few months. He had tried to call, but the phone wasn't picked up, so he'd decided to leave a message when he boarded the train, asking his mom to pick him up from the train station. But when the train had finally arrived at his home town's station, he noticed that instead of his mother waiting for him, it was John who was leaning against the car. Abel had known his stepbrother from when his father Ben and Abel's mother were dating and when they had been at the same high school. And he had missed their marriage as he had been at college, thinking that the wedding would be the week after. Abel suspected that his stepfather hadn't wanted him around for the wedding and had purposely given him the wrong date. Both he and John didn't seem to like him and Abel had never been sure why. So the fact that he was waiting for him, confused the boy somewhat. But maybe his mom had asked John to pick him up. Yes, that must be it, Abel thought and he slung his back over his shoulder.
The ride back had been completed in almost total silence, after Abel's efforts to make small talk amounted to absolutely nothing. But when they'd arrived at the house, John seemed loiter around the car, rummaging around the trunk. Abel didn't want to wait for John, instead he walked to the front door and opened it. But as soon as he stepped inside the dark house, he was tackled to the ground. As he lay there, dazed and confused on the wooden floor, he felt John's heavy weight press down on him as he pulled the boy's arms around his back. A solid pair of handcuffs locked them out of the way before Abel had any chance of resisting.
'Wait...what...' he managed to stammer, before John stuffed two thick wads of cloth into his open mouth and wrapped his mouth and head with several layers of tape. He then turned towards the boy's legs, swiftly tying them down with more tape, before lifting him off the floor and dragging him down the stairs and into the basement. Abel tried to struggle and to scream, but both efforts failed spectacularly due to the thick gag and the tight grip John held him in. His stepbrother had not much trouble sitting him down on a small chair and using the tape to tie Abel up even more securely.
'MMPPPHHHH!' Abel screamed into the multiple layers of tape that tightly wrapped around his lower face. The boy tried to struggle against the tape that held him firmly tied to the chair, but as a hand grabbed his hair firmly and yanked his head back painfully, he stopped his wriggling around.
'Stay still, you little bitch!' John growled menacingly above him, causing Able to shut his eyes in terror. 'You better learn very VERY quickly that if you are gagged, you will stay silent. GOT THAT?' The terrified boy nodded, or at least as much as the firm grip on his head allowed. John let go of Abel's hair and the boy heard the now familiar sound of duct tape unspooling from the roll. John stretched a new layer of tape over his already gagged mouth. And as the tape began to silence him even more than before, Abel could only whimper in fear.
After many more layers covered his face, Abel was relieved that finally, John ripped it off the roll, smoothed it firmly over his mouth and walked behind him. The boy yelped as his hair was grabbed once again, yanking his head back painfully.
'Now listen to me, you little runt,' John said menacingly, tossing the roll aside and roaming with his hand possessively over Abel's chest. 'There are going to be some changes in your life, none of which you will find agreeable or enjoyable. But since my dad married your mother, He is the man of the house. And together, we have decided that you studying to become an engineer at that uptown college is a waste of both time and money. there are too many engineers around, look at how much they are building these days! So tomorrow, I am going to send them an nice little email, saying that you've decided to drop out of your Engineering course as it is too demanding for you.'
'MMMNNOOOO!! OOOMMMPPPPHHHH!' a horrified Abel screamed as loudly as he could. He couldn't believe what John was doing to him and he was hoping it was just a sick joke, though the angry glee he saw in his stepbrother's eyes made the boy fear it wasn't a joke.
'I know, I know.' John said soothingly, stroking Abel's neck and cheek. 'You must be thinking: why? What will I do then? Well, we've decided that I will be in charge of your education from this day onwards. So tomorrow, we'll begin your training to become our obedient slave boy.'
Abel immediately stopped struggling and he stared wide-eyed up at John. He couldn't have heard it right. What was he saying? Slave boy? There was no such thing, was there? Not in this country? No. No, no, no please. He couldn't be serious! He couldn't do that!
'Yes, boy. You will become our personal slave. You will be trained to obey every command we give you, no matter how foul or degrading. In fact, you will be begging for us to humiliate and debase you, for that will be your whole life. You are going to be fucked by us, day in and day out. I know that you are straight, but we don't care about that. You will take it up the ass and down your throat and after that, you'll thank us and plead for more. If we allow you to speak that is. Expect to be gagged for most of your life. Straight boys like you have nothing important to say and if they are let free, they just get in the way. so you will be bound severely for hours, days and sometimes even weeks on end. Face it boy: there is going to be no escape from your new life, none at all.' John smile became wide and his eyes bore down into Abel's.
'I know it is a lot to take in on your first day as a new slave, but for now, only remember this: this body-' and he slapped Abel's chest '- and this mind-' and he slapped the boy's cheek '- are mine. Mine to do with whatever I want. Mine to torment and punish whenever I see fit. And all you have to do, is accept and obey. It will not make your life enjoyable, but it will make it bearable.' And with that, John pushed two earphones into Abel's ears, wrapping tape around them to keep them in place. Immediately, loud white noise filled the boy's ears, cutting off all other sound. He could only watch helplessly as John molded some putty with his hands, tore it in two and pushed one half over Abel's left eye. It was pushed and prodded to fill his eye socket completely. John smiled down at the trembling boy, kissed his forehead and applied the other half of the putty over Abel's right eye. The boy screamed and thrashed as much as he could, but Abel could only feel the tape sticking to his skin as John slowly and methodically finished the mummification of the boy's head, plunging him into total darkness.
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A new Life.
Finally, after much nagging and playful threatening by his girlfriend, Abel had gone home to see his mom. He had not seen her after going away to college on the other side of the country for the last few months. He had tried to call, but the phone wasn't picked up, so he'd decided to leave a message when he boarded the train, asking his mom to pick him up from the train station. But when the train had finally arrived at his home town's station, he noticed that instead of his mother waiting for him, it was John who was leaning against the car. Abel had known his stepbrother from when his father Ben and Abel's mother were dating and when they had been at the same high school. And he had missed their marriage as he had been at college, thinking that the wedding would be the week after. Abel suspected that his stepfather hadn't wanted him around for the wedding and had purposely given him the wrong date. Both he and John didn't seem to like him and Abel had never been sure why. So the fact that he was waiting for him, confused the boy somewhat. But maybe his mom had asked John to pick him up. Yes, that must be it, Abel thought and he slung his back over his shoulder.
The ride back had been completed in almost total silence, after Abel's efforts to make small talk amounted to absolutely nothing. But when they'd arrived at the house, John seemed loiter around the car, rummaging around the trunk. Abel didn't want to wait for John, instead he walked to the front door and opened it. But as soon as he stepped inside the dark house, he was tackled to the ground. As he lay there, dazed and confused on the wooden floor, he felt John's heavy weight press down on him as he pulled the boy's arms around his back. A solid pair of handcuffs locked them out of the way before Abel had any chance of resisting.
'Wait...what...' he managed to stammer, before John stuffed two thick wads of cloth into his open mouth and wrapped his mouth and head with several layers of tape. He then turned towards the boy's legs, swiftly tying them down with more tape, before lifting him off the floor and dragging him down the stairs and into the basement. Abel tried to struggle and to scream, but both efforts failed spectacularly due to the thick gag and the tight grip John held him in. His stepbrother had not much trouble sitting him down on a small chair and using the tape to tie Abel up even more securely.
'MMPPPHHHH!' Abel screamed into the multiple layers of tape that tightly wrapped around his lower face. The boy tried to struggle against the tape that held him firmly tied to the chair, but as a hand grabbed his hair firmly and yanked his head back painfully, he stopped his wriggling around.
'Stay still, you little bitch!' John growled menacingly above him, causing Able to shut his eyes in terror. 'You better learn very VERY quickly that if you are gagged, you will stay silent. GOT THAT?' The terrified boy nodded, or at least as much as the firm grip on his head allowed. John let go of Abel's hair and the boy heard the now familiar sound of duct tape unspooling from the roll. John stretched a new layer of tape over his already gagged mouth. And as the tape began to silence him even more than before, Abel could only whimper in fear.
After many more layers covered his face, Abel was relieved that finally, John ripped it off the roll, smoothed it firmly over his mouth and walked behind him. The boy yelped as his hair was grabbed once again, yanking his head back painfully.
'Now listen to me, you little runt,' John said menacingly, tossing the roll aside and roaming with his hand possessively over Abel's chest. 'There are going to be some changes in your life, none of which you will find agreeable or enjoyable. But since my dad married your mother, He is the man of the house. And together, we have decided that you studying to become an engineer at that uptown college is a waste of both time and money. there are too many engineers around, look at how much they are building these days! So tomorrow, I am going to send them an nice little email, saying that you've decided to drop out of your Engineering course as it is too demanding for you.'
'MMMNNOOOO!! OOOMMMPPPPHHHH!' a horrified Abel screamed as loudly as he could. He couldn't believe what John was doing to him and he was hoping it was just a sick joke, though the angry glee he saw in his stepbrother's eyes made the boy fear it wasn't a joke.
'I know, I know.' John said soothingly, stroking Abel's neck and cheek. 'You must be thinking: why? What will I do then? Well, we've decided that I will be in charge of your education from this day onwards. So tomorrow, we'll begin your training to become our obedient slave boy.'
Abel immediately stopped struggling and he stared wide-eyed up at John. He couldn't have heard it right. What was he saying? Slave boy? There was no such thing, was there? Not in this country? No. No, no, no please. He couldn't be serious! He couldn't do that!
'Yes, boy. You will become our personal slave. You will be trained to obey every command we give you, no matter how foul or degrading. In fact, you will be begging for us to humiliate and debase you, for that will be your whole life. You are going to be fucked by us, day in and day out. I know that you are straight, but we don't care about that. You will take it up the ass and down your throat and after that, you'll thank us and plead for more. If we allow you to speak that is. Expect to be gagged for most of your life. Straight boys like you have nothing important to say and if they are let free, they just get in the way. so you will be bound severely for hours, days and sometimes even weeks on end. Face it boy: there is going to be no escape from your new life, none at all.' John smile became wide and his eyes bore down into Abel's.
'I know it is a lot to take in on your first day as a new slave, but for now, only remember this: this body-' and he slapped Abel's chest '- and this mind-' and he slapped the boy's cheek '- are mine. Mine to do with whatever I want. Mine to torment and punish whenever I see fit. And all you have to do, is accept and obey. It will not make your life enjoyable, but it will make it bearable.' And with that, John pushed two earphones into Abel's ears, wrapping tape around them to keep them in place. Immediately, loud white noise filled the boy's ears, cutting off all other sound. He could only watch helplessly as John molded some putty with his hands, tore it in two and pushed one half over Abel's left eye. It was pushed and prodded to fill his eye socket completely. John smiled down at the trembling boy, kissed his forehead and applied the other half of the putty over Abel's right eye. The boy screamed and thrashed as much as he could, but Abel could only feel the tape sticking to his skin as John slowly and methodically finished the mummification of the boy's head, plunging him into total darkness.