Tyler and Zac
Two weeks have passed since spring break and the two boys had fallen into a nice routine. Zac was still strict on Tyler but had eased off on the humiliation. He was satisfied with the money they had raised so far. Zac hasn't received any new tasks for Tyler on the Ipad since their trip to the beach.
'This is Dr Sampson. Today you will have two visitors who will spend the afternoon with you. I expect you both to be very respectful. The visitors will arrive in one hour'.
Tyler and Zac both exchanged looks. Tyler knew better than to be excited. A part of him was though. Spending so much time with just one person is hard. He fully expected that these visitors would not be kind to him. Zac had no nerves as expected.
'Make me a coffee and I'll get your breakfast ready' Zac said to Tyler. He went to the press and retrieved a can of slave slop. He opened it up and poured in into a dog bowl on the ground. Tyler made Zac's coffee and got down on his knees and started to eat the gruel from the bowl without using his hands.
The gruel tastes fine but the humiliation of eating like a dog is the worst part for Tyler. As he chews down the slop like an animal his face is inches from Zac's bare feet. He knows Zac positions his feet there to add to his humiliation.
'Shower time, come wash me Filth ' Zac orders. 'Yes Sir' Tyler replies.
While Tyler hated it at first he now loves washing Zac. For one thing he gets partially washed himself. He also likes to touch his friends toned body. Zac strips naked and steps into the shower. Tyler grabs a soft sponge and lathers up his Masters naked body.
Once his body is lathered up Zac orders Tyler to leave the shower and kneel in front of it. He leaves the door open. As the soap runs off Zac's body he brings his hand to his hard cock. He slowly starts to move it up and down. Tyler is cold kneeling on the tiles but completely memorised.
He watches as Zac rubs his cock slowly. His Master has no intention of rushing the moment. Tyler's dick is now hard in his cage and its starting to hurt. He can't take his eyes off the display as Zac starts to moan, lightly at first then heavily. Zac steps closer to Tyler and shoots his load all over his face and body.
'Stay there' Zac grabs a towel and walks out of the bathroom. A moment later, Tyler feels his hands move towards his collar. They are know locked either side of his collar. Tyler locks his fingers together behind his head, his Masters favourite position for him to be in.
'Stand up and follow me' Zac says after returning to the bathroom. Tyler follows him to the entrance of the apartment complex. 'Get on your knee's, you will wait like that for our guests. I want to make a good impression'.
Tyler kneels facing the door. Naked with cum coated in what little hair he has and rolling down his face. He wanted to wipe it off so much is was unable to. He wonders who the visitors will be. He didn't want anyone to see him like this covered in cum. He kneels there for twenty minutes before the doors opened.
Zac comes behind Tyler they were both eager for different reasons to meet their guests. After a moment, two guys walked through the door. Tyler's eyes went wide. It was Conor and Brian, brothers from the hostel they used to park their van behind.
'Conor, Brian how are you guys?' Zac says excitedly. He walked over and hugged them. Tyler stayed on his knee's unable to move.
Conor the older brother to Brian is over 6 feet tall. He has medium length black hair, a chiselled chin and brown eyes. He is incredibly handsome. He has broad shoulders from swimming and surfing. His torso is all muscle, his arms are big and well defined.
Brian is equally as handsome, his hair is short and sandy brown. He is not quite 6 foot. He is slim and has a baby face. He has a little moustache to make him look his age. He has broad shoulders like his brother but a tiny waist that when shirtless shows off his abs and V-line.
'Fucking hell, I didn't believe it to be true, through look at him. Is that cum in his hair' Conor said loudly. Zac nodded and everyone except Tyler burst out laughing.
'Yep, its true he is my slave for the next half a year. Grab us some beers slave Filth.' Zac released Tyler's hands from his collar. Tyler walked to the kitchen knowing three of his friends were looking at his bare ass as he did it. When Tyler returns the three guys are sat on the sofa he hands them each a beer.
'Kneel' Tyler kneels naked in front of his friends as they open and sip their beers.
'How have you guys being, how did the surf competition go' Zac
'Not great, the other hostel won, Jack beat me in the final. It was very close' Conor.
'I hate that guy. What else is new in the world the few months. We have had no contact with the outside world' Zac said genuinely interested in the news for the first time in his life.
'A lot has happened, there was a few prison breaks. A few other incidents. People aren't happy at the moment. If things don't change there might be a revolution or rebellion. We need a new president' Conor said sarcastically. Tyler hated being so out of touch he was very into politics before all this began.
'Seems like each one is the worst than the previous one' Zac replied trying to hide his lack of political knowledge.
The three guys drank a few more beers completely ignoring Tyler. Conor and Brian's father is high up in the army so they mostly talked about that. Conor intends on joining the army after his travels and Brian always admired him for this. Tyler knew this was the lull before the storm.
'Dr Sampson told us about your experiment. Tanner and Mr Hicks are good friends with my Dad, he promised us we could have some fun. Can we have some fun with Filth' Conor asked. Zac nodded his approval. Tyler hated that not only one of his former friends but now a second was referring to him as Filth.
'What do you have in mind' Zac asked.
Conor reached into his bag and pulled out a bunch of small beam bags used for practising juggling. They are about the size of a tennis ball. 'Lets play a game, Tyler sits in the corner legs spread wide and we take turns in trying to hit his balls with these. The first to five wins' Conor suggested.
'Brilliant sounds like fun. Filth crawl over to the corner of the room and spread your legs as wide as possible' Tyler did as ordered and when he reached the corner he spread his legs he felt his arms moving to his collar again. He locked his fingers behind his head for the second time today.
'Before we start, I have another idea' Conor said while talking his shoe off. He reached into bag and pulled out some tape. He walked over to Tyler and put his shoe to Tyler's mouth and nose. So his mouth was in his shoe and rolled tape around his head holding the shoe in place.
Tyler couldn't move his hands, he was blinded by the shoe in front of his face. Every breath he took, he took in a whiff of Conor shoes. It was musky and overpowering. He had forgotten about the game his three friends where playing until he felt one of the beam bags hit him square in the nuts.
He doubled over in pain. They are a lot heavier than they look. The distance the guys are away adds to the pain. He can hear cheering and laughter and Zac congratulating Conor on a great shot.
The next shot hits his chest and rolled down over his chastity cage. 'Wow, very close, Brian' Zac said. His three friends, people who he lived with in a hostel are throwing beam bags at his balls, while he sits naked, legs spread and arms bound to his collar, with a smelly shoe taped to his face.
Another hit, then another miss. He could hear them counting up the scores but he had no interest in paying attention. He heard footsteps come toward him and could notice Brian picking up the balls. He then leaned over him and dropped a long line of spit onto his face.
The game continued, the guys started to get a lot better at their throws and more often then not he felt a sharp pain to his balls. They sounded like they were having a lot of fun. Tyler wanted the game to end. His balls were in so much pain.
'We have a winner, well done Conor. I guess you have the greatest skills at this game' He heard Zac say and then the sound of beer bottles clinking against one another. A moment later he felt the tape being ripped from his head and taking a what bit of hair he had from his head. The shoe landed on his chastity cage.
'Stand up Filth' Conor said, despite not needing to follow his orders he felt like he must, after all Zac would just order to him anyway. Conor walked over to him kicking one of the balls through the living room and into the kitchen. He picked up his shoe and tied the laces around Tyler's balls and let it fall.
More pain, as the shoe swung back and forth. He then added his second shoe. It was so heavy tugging his balls down. Brian walked over removed his shoes and started to tie them around his balls. Tyler noticed that Brian was lightly caressing his balls as he did it. It tickled but also felt good. The two brothers returned to the sofa.
'Back down on your knees, Filth. We want you to return the 6 beam bags to us. But no hands. Use your mouth and crawl to us.' Tyler felt his hands being released from his collar. He looked at the three boys on the sofa, two wearing socks and Zac is barefoot.
He leaned down and picked up the first beam bag in his mouth. It was big but as he bit into it he found it easy to hold in his mouth. He began to crawl towards their feet, naked with 4 shoes swinging back and forth tied to his balls. It made it difficult to crawl and painful.
As he got closer, Conor said to drop it at his feet. Then to kiss both his socks and kneel in front of him. Tyler did as he was told and when he dropped the ball he kissed both of Conor's socked feet. He knelt up and Conor came close to his face and spat at him. It landed on his nose.
