Bib Fortunas Slave Boy Pt 03

This story is from the imagination of the author. All characters are over 18 and inspired by Return of The Jedi. Enjoy.

It has been three months since I became a gay slave to my new master Bib Fortuna. He used to be Jabba The Hutt's right hand man but has since taken over the palace. The great Hutt, who was either killed by master Fortuna or fled, is unknown to all except him. When I humbly asked my master, I was taken by him and some guards, into the dungeon where I was whipped and then placed into a cell for seventy two hours; being only given one lite meal as opposed to three.

Yet, again, I am in the dank, dark, dungeon of my master.

"Slave." Bib Fortuna says in a commanding voice. "The tattoo of your former master is to be removed by a bright red neon laser. After, you shall receive another on your lower back with my coat of arms."

With my head bowed, I say in a hushed, submissive tone, "Anything you wish master. I am here to please you."

He leaves and I am left alone with a guard.

"Lay on that table, face down slave."

The guard walks over and whispers in my ear, "If you wish to feel no pain, you will suck me off after I have branded you."

"I will, sir."

*Smack* *Smack*

His hand meets my ass cheeks with such brutal force.

"Bitch! When the almighty Fortuna is not around, you address me as 'master'."

*Smack* *Smack*

"Yes, master. I will do as you wish."

After what seemed to be two or three hours, one tattoo has been removed. The one which adornes my body now, is about three inches above my supple ass. I now officially branded as a slave to the mighty Bib Fortuna.

"Now, slave, you will fullfill your promise to me. Kneel."

As I do, he takes off his grey shirt revealing a body that is broad shouldered, with biceps that are large and defined six pack abs.

I run my hands over it. "Master, your body is exquisite."

Quickly, he removes his pants. His legs are well toned but his cock is what I want- it's so fucking big, at least ten inches.

"Mmm, master. Your cock is a sight to behold."

A little flattery never hurts.

It's so big, that even using both hands, is a hard enough challenge.

His jizz slit is leaking pre cum like you would never believe.

"Oh. That it's slave. Use that slutty tongue of yours."

As I do, my mouth moves slowly over his cock's head and onto his shaft.

Just as I begin to blow him. I hear footsteps and voice of my master, the almighty Bib Fortuna.

"Ah, yes. I see my sex slave is doing what he is best at. I presume the removal and addition of tattoos was a succes?"

His guard says "Yes, mighty Fortuna." His voice shaky due to my excellent oral skills.

With his dick engulfed in my mouth, master Fortuna walks over.

"Damn, he is such a good cock sucker. I am lucky to have him."

He begins to feel up his guards muscled ass.

"Have you ever shared a cock before?"

"Never. But I will with you."

"Good. Let's bukkake this slave."

Fortuna removes his robe and walks over, stands behind me and begins to rub my shoulders.

"Turn. Suck your master's fuck rod."

As my mouth begins to accept it, I am now in the middle; squeezed in between my almighty master and one of his guards. It is just us three enjoying a sensual time.

"Ugh. Fuck. That's it slave. Deepthroat it."

His guard grabs my left wrist and places my hand on his immense tool; I dont think I need to say what he wanted- wink, wink.

There moans, grunts and groans fall to my ears; it's melodic to hear them being pleasured.

Pleasuring one cock then turning to pleasure another, is one sexual dance, so to speak, that I have never done. With both close to blowing their warm jizz on my face, I begin to suck and stroke each one with an unfound fury.

"Mmm, shit. I'm close." Says mighty Fortuna.

"Yes, keep it up. I can't hold back."

Gulping, gagging and stroking, each man's rod begins to spasm.

"Stop, slave and face us."

They both are rubbing their large cocks. Each getting closer. The anticipation has my six inch dick erect and my pre cum dripping down my shaft.

Almost in unison, they cum. My face is awash in a white stream of fluid. Load, after load. My eyes are closed and I can only imagine how many each man has given me.

As they finish, master Fortuna calls for his other gay slave.

"Lick off our cum from this other's slaves face."

As he does, my eye lids are clear and I open them to see my fellow slaves face. When he notices, we lock our lips together and partake of both men's generous gift.