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Mr. Black had every reason to curtail Jeb Henshaw's bid to become Governor. The man was power mad. He wanted control of the same men who provided a handsome income for Mr. Black. He also wanted control of the men whom Mr. Black paid to cover up his various underground activities. Mr. Black's entire American enterprise could be seriously threatened. Worse than that, for Mr. Black, Jeb Henshaw was a moron of a man, with no artistic sense and no appreciation of the finer things in life. Take sex for example. Jeb Henshaw simply banged every sexual partner as deep and hard as he could, rather like an animal rutting, while Mr. Black studied a thousand and one subtle ways to bring a sexual partner agonizing pain and humiliation. Mr. Black had turned sex into a sadistic Art Form.
Now as he stood smiling at the naked fourteen year old Thai boy lying in gut-wrenching pain on the doctor's table with his ass stretched beyond belief, Mr. Black decided that the way to Jeb Henshaw, might be through his own high school aged son. Matt Henshaw was a terrible bully and almost as monstrous as his father in his own way. Mr. Black listened on the cell phone for a few moments, his ice cold martini resting on the fluttering tight young tummy of the tortured Thai schoolboy. Then he snapped the phone shut and handed it to his assistant.
"Get the airplane ready for a flight to the states in four hours." He glanced down at the whimpering sweet faced Thai student on the table. "No, make that five hours, we might be tied up here for a bit longer than I thought. This boy has potential. He lifted the crystal tub glass off the stomach of the boy and took a sip of the perfectly made Vodka martini on the rocks. He set the glass on a metal cabinet in the examining room In front of him, the young doctor stood nervously entwining his fingers. Mr. Black used one finger to gently wipe the ice cold moisture from the smooth brown tummy of the Thai student.
"All right Doctor, you may remove the speculum from Somchai's asshole now. I think he is stretched enough. You see Somchai, that wasn't so bad, now was it?"
It was so bad. It had been so bad. It was so bad, the poor fourteen year old could not even speak any more. He bit down on the rubber plug in his mouth and snorted and fresh tears squeezed from his eyes. He had never know such pain.
The doctor removed the metal cunt spreader from the boy's asshole. Mr. Black leaned over to make sure the boy's hole stayed open enough after the removal. "We need that elasticity for the next part of our game." He snapped his fingers so the young guy with the camera could move in for a close-up of the boys swollen stretched virgin asshole. Mr. Black removed the plug from the boy's mouth.
"May I please go home now? Please. I was a good boy. May I go home now?" the poor kid stammered in Thai.
Mr. Black smiled and stroked the boy's cheek. 'You are a very very good boy. One of the best I've seen recently. Such a good boy. You didn't pass out or anything. That's probably because you are such a good athlete at school. I've seen you play soccer, you know. I always watch a boy for a while before we choose him. My clients only want the best boys. The most beautiful and the bravest and the sweetest."
"May I go home then?" the boy actually looked hopeful for a moment.
Mr. Black used one finger to scoop up the boys tears and the snot running from his nose, and then he gently spread the boy's lips and stuck the finger in the kid's mouth.
"No, Somchai, you may not go home. He have not even started our games yet. That was just the warm-up exercise. That was actually for your own protection. Are you thirsty, Somchai? You had that crummy rubber plug in your mouth, so you wouldn't bite your tongue. Are you thirsty?"
"Khap khun khjap!" the boy said, his youthful voice fluttering as much as his stomach.
"Doctor, we need to give the boy here something to drink."
"I have some water," the doctor turned, but Mr. Black raised one hand.
"I have a better idea." He lifted a measuring cup from the metal table and handed it to the doctor. "Here, Doctor, I would like you to piss in this."
The young Doctor who was really quite young and innocent himself, blinked. "Kor-tode, khap?" (excuse Me?)
"We are wasting time. Piss in the glass cup, Doctor! Remove your clothing so we can see, and piss in the glass cup for our camera."
"But honored, Sir, I am not supposed to be in this film. You said..."
"I never said you would not be in the film. I said we would pay for your clinic if you helped us to film some of our movies here. Now, you can help us, by removing your clothing and taking a nice full piss into the cup!" Meanwhile Somchai on the table, stared wide eyed.
The doctor shucked off his lab coat and shirt and tied and undershirt. Then he shyly dropped his pants and lowered his underpants.
"You are good looking, Doctor, almost like a boy yourself. That's what I love about Thais, a man of twenty-two can look like a fifteen year old boy. Now, doctor honor the camera with a nice long, full piss into that glass cup."
The doctor who was very sanitary and very neat and very careful with is brand new clinic, placed a funnel in the glass and then held his dick over the plastic funnel. He squeezed. Then he laughed shyly. "I am having trouble going. I am nervous." He didn't like these men staring at his naked dick.
"Just relax, Doctor, and let the piss flow." Eventually the piss did flow. It filled the glass. The doctor shook the last few drops of piss off and then wiped the end of his dick on the rim of the glass. The camera caught it all.
"Good, very good, now Somchai reach over and take the glass." The boy was either too scared or in too much shock for it to register on him what was about to happen. He made a face, but reached over and took the piss filled measuring cup from the doctor.
"That's quite a cupful of piss. You did a good job, Doctor. It's nice strong yellow piss too. The clients don't enjoy it when we use watery beer piss. Good. Now, Somchai, drink the piss!"
The boy's face fell. "Oh Please Sir, I cannot. It is a very dirty thing. I will get sick."
"Yes, Somchai, it is a very very dirty thing. It is a piggy, animal thing to do. And you are going to do it for us. And you won't get sick. But even if you do, we don't really care, now do we? So drink the piss."
The boy brought the glass toward his mouth with a trembling hand. then he used both hands to try to steady himself, but he could not make himself do such a disgusting act. "I cannot. Oh please, I am sorry. I cannot!" he cried.
Mr. Black was losing his patience. "Doctor help Somchai to drink your piss." The doctor would rather have not, but he too had no choice, not when it came to Mr. Black. He took the cup and held the boy's head and helped the fourteen year old boy drink the piss. At first the kid coughed and gagged, but eventually he emotionally submitted and drank the entire cup of the foul tasting stuff.
"Good boy, Somchai, my clients will like that. Now, we're going to shove some apples up your asshole."
Across the world, Paul Marshall was also drinking piss. He was drinking the piss of Matt Henshaw. Matt had removed his trousers and underpants and stood with his big limp dick dangling over Paul's open mouth. Matt loved his fat dick more than anything in the whole world. And he wanted others to love it too. And they did. Paul Marshall hadn't loved Matt's cock at first. But he was learning to. He was learning to worship it. He was younger than Matt, and it was only right that he should love and respect and worship the older boy's fuckmeat. Matt believed that younger guys should respect the dicks of older, more experienced dudes. He believed all the guys at school should respect his dick. Also their sisters. Also their mothers.
He rested the fat head of his dick on Paul's trembling lower lip. Then he squeezed and a trickle of piss shot out into Paul's mouth. Paul didn't even bat an eye. Not any more. He had been well trained at the asylum.
"Good. He's doing a good job. He actually looks as if he loves the taste of my piss. You do, don't you Paul. You love my piss! Get a hard on, over my Piss, Paul."
Paul's hand immediately went down to his own teenage dick and started to masturbate it. Just a few weeks ago, he would have been unable to get an erection over something as disgusting as this, but he had been trained. His fuckmeat grew thicker and longer. He knew if he didn't respond properly, he would be punished. And that thought paralyzed him with fear.
Matt squeezed off the piss flow for a moment. He leaned down and hawked a huge gob of spit into Paul's mouth. It floated there in the lake of piss,and then Paul swallowed. "Good boy." Matt whispered, delighted that Paul was coming along so well. "Keep frigging your dick. Mouth open." Then Matt leaned over the kid's face again. He sniffed and then blew his nose as hard as he could right into Paul's mouth. The high school teen accepted the snot and buggers. He didn't gag or anything. "Very good." Matt commenced finishing his piss in the slave's mouth. "You may soon be ready to leave here and come home to serve me. I assume you realize you've dropped out of school. I mean, you've been here in this asylum for the mentally insane. Can't have you back at a normal high school. But don't worry. You've pretty much learned all you need to. How to suck dick and be a cunt and a toilet. We're going to get you decorated with some nice tattoos and piercings. You'll be real pretty. I can't wait until my dad meets you. He'll get a good laugh over you. Wait!"
On the word "wait" Paul stopped swallowing the piss. He let the flow back up in his mouth until there was a nice full lake of piss. Matt leaned over and spit into the teen's mouth again. "Either of you care to hawk some snot and spit into the douche-bag's mouth?" he asked the attendants. Both agreed, and one by one they leaned over and gobbed up some slime into the boy's open piss-filled mouth.
"Okay, Paul, swallow." Paul obeyed, immune by now to foul tastes. Matt of course didn't think his spit was foul. How could it be, when so many cunts young and old alike love to swap spit with him? Just last week, he'd held the mouth of his buddy Josh's mom open and gobbed and gobbed into the bitch's facecunt. Then he's blown his nose on Josh's erect dick and made the boy's mom lick it off. At first when Josh found out his mother was sucking Matt's dick and getting fucked by him, he was furious as his mother. He has always loved her and respected her. Now he learned that she was like every other dick slurping fucked up slut. He didn't hate Matt. Matt was so rich and so cool, nobody could hate him. Matt calmly explained to Josh that all cunts are the same. They are all cock hungry pieces of shit. Matt even got Josh to suck his dick. In a good buddy way, not a faggot way! Then Josh's mom sucked Josh's dick. Then Matt had Josh fuck his mother, to teach him that she was not really his mother any more, but just a fuck hole. Matt's will was astounding. He could get almost anyone do do anything he wanted. Almost!
In BAng Na Thailand, an outskirt of Bangkok, the young Thai doctor was shoving apples up the stretched asshole of a fourteen year old boy. Now and again, Mr. Black rested a hand on the boy's tummy to control his breathing. "Relax. You can do it. Only four apples. Four apples up your brand new cunt."
Mr. Black toyed with the boy's nipples. The kid was frozen with pain and fear. Each time the doctor gently pushed an apple at the swollen asshole opening, the boy would hold his breath. His guts were stuffed and hurt terribly. It was like he had to take a shit so badly, he could not stand it. Then as the ass lips stretched to accommodate the next apple, the horrible pain started again. Wider and wider the hole was forced until at last the apple popped inside, and the boy felt even more bloated and stuffed.
"Four apples is not so bad. We could have gone for six, but you are such a little guy, I didn't want to rupture your guts. Although I have some clients who would pay big time for that." Mr. Black laughed as his assistant handed him a fresh drink. He really shouldn't have a second martini. He had to watch his blood sugar. Mr. Black disciplined himself very strictly. He watched his diet and worked out every day, including a solid hour of Hong Gar King Fu. Perhaps that was why he could still cum five times a day. Or perhaps he was just blessed by the gods."
The cramps were setting in. The clients loved to see a teenage boy curled up in gnawingly painful cramps.A teenage boy in extreme pain was a lovely sight, no doubt about it. Mr. Black loved the way the boy's sleek, brown body writhed on the table. He ordered him to keep his legs up so the camera could catch the last of the four apples just poking part of itself out of the distended asslips. He told the doctor to give the apple a push so it went deeper.
The kid was making incoherent grunting sounds now, almost like he was puking, but nothing was coming up. Mr. Black rested one hand on the boy's bloated tummy and gently pushed. The scream from the boy was awesome. It got Mr. Black's erection leaking. The kid rolled his eyes and wrinkled his nose and his mouth opened like a cavern.
"Good boy. Good boy, Somchai. You are doing a wonderful job. I really like you. I'd like to take you with me, so we could play together more."
He pushed on the boy's tummy again, and this time the scream was broken and twisted as the kid lost his voice. His body began to shake,and Mr. Black and the doctor had to hold him down.
"He is moving toward a state of shock. This could be dangerous." The doctor said, frowning, but with a huge hard-on of his own.
"Well, we'd better move on to the fist fucking then. After all the film is called, 'FIST FUCKED FOURTEEN YEAR OLD."
Back at the asylum in America, Matt Henshaw had finished pissing. He wiped his dick off in Paul's hair. "You did very well, Paul. I am impressed at your improvement. I think you've got what it takes." Matt held his dick so Paul could lick it clean. "You may lick my balls." Matt said and Paul began to lap at the hairy orbs like they were a gift from God. The sight of one teenage boy getting his balls licked by another is always beautiful, especially if the boy doing the scrotum licking is being forced against his will. It establishes a kind of macho standard in the world. It's the story of history really. Some men get their balls licked, and some men are the ball lickers. Which are you?
"Oh, you may be interested to know that I am fucking your brother Bud regularly now. Also his wife Maria. I am trying to get her pregnant. They fought me at first, everybody does I don't know why, but now they are getting with the program. A little leverage gets me what I want, every time. I only wish I had two dicks, what with all the fucking I do. Well, what do you say, Paul, time to see how you're doing at eating shit!
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