"Wow Vince you was amazing!" Nathan says pulling his clothes back on.
"Thanks Nathan, you're pretty good yourself, I nearly blew my load when you sucked me off," Vince replies.
Nathan beams, "Wish you had done."
"Gotta say Vince, I'm well impressed but he seems a proper spoilt brat, you sure you can handle him?" Rob asks.
"I've had worse than him in the army, he should be a walk in the park."
"Well we better get going, it's late, thanks for a great evening, let us know if you need us to help out with anymore training." Robert says as they head for the door.
"I will do, see you next week," Vince waves them off then locks the door behind him.
He walks upstairs and climbs into bed, he's exhausted, he thinks about the young man in the cellar, he would much prefer to have the boy in bed next to him, he so hates sleeping alone.
* * *
Lance has a restless night, his dreams are filled with visions of his father when he was young and the love and affection he received mixed in with visions of Vince and his huge cock. In his dreams Vince's cock is much bigger and Lance is worshiping it, he's sucking it deep, getting fucked by it, at one point there are ten Vince's all prodding their huge cocks at Lance, they all erupt covering him in masses of spunk causing him to ejaculate too. It's at that point he wakes up and realises he is ejaculating for real, his cock is pumping out huge amounts of cum into the bedding. He has never had a wet dream before, what does it mean? The room is still pitch black and the cage is cramped, he needs to stretch but he can't. He lies there contemplating what happened that night, the cock he actually enjoyed sucking, being fucked, and loving it, and his wet dream, could it be that he is gay?
He thinks about Vince, that big powerful man and the moment he held him in his arms. Although he was being punished he felt safe, warm, almost loved, he liked being held by him, even when he picked him up it was like he was a child again in his fathers arms. Lance closes his eyes and drifts back off to sleep.
He is abruptly woken by the light being switched on in the cellar.
"Good morning slave, time to get up and continue your training," Vince says.
Lance groans still really tired, "I'll get up in a minute,"'he says forgetting where he is and thinking for a moment he was back home, he soon snaps out of it when he hears the cage door being unlocked.
Vince pulls the quilt off Lance and sees the cum stain on the bedding, "Well, looks like someone had a wet dream." Lance blushes a bright crimson, "I wonder what dream could have caused that?"
Lance looks up at Vince, he is naked apart from a pair of boxers that do good job of hiding that massive tool. Vince grabs Lance and helps him out of the cage. He notices that Lance's cock is fully erect as he helps him up. "Do you need to cum or pee?" Vince asks.
"Pee," Lance replies meekly.
Vince picks up a dog collar and fastens it around Lance's neck, then picks up a leash and fastens that to the dog collar. Lance is alarmed that he's going to be treated like an animal.
"Look mate, yooz had ya fun wiv dis master n slave stuff, how's about lettin' me go now an' well call it quits. Give us me money and I'll forget about de whole fing." Lance was hoping that Vince had a reasonable side to him but when he looked at his face he knew he'd made a big mistake.
"What did I say about asking for permission to speak?!" he says in a thunderous tone.
"I-I-I just thought.." Lance stammers.
"Well you thought wrong!" he grabs Lance's hands that are still tied behind his back and lifts them up high causing Lance to bend right over.
"No please don't," he pleas knowing what's coming, "Please, please, please, I'm sorry."
Vincent picks up the paddle, "You get 10 for speaking without permission, I want you to count them as I hit you. Do you understand.
"Y-y-yes sir."
SMACK!
"OWWW! One."
SMACK!
"OWWWWWW! Two."
On the tenth hit, tears are streaming down his face but he's keeping his sobbing under control. Vince replaces the paddle and leads Lance out of the cellar and upstairs into the bathroom.
Vince has a huge shower, big enough to hold four people comfortably, it has multiple shower heads and two hand held shower attachments, one looks like a small shower head but the other looks like a small penis. Set into the floor and ceiling and walls are rings, Lance wonders what on earth they are there for. He stands Lance up inside it and removes the collar, then removes his own boxers and joins him. Lance looks at the huge tool swinging between Vince's legs, it looks so intimidating. Lance's cock has gone a little soft by now so Vince strokes it bringing it back to it's full glory causing Lance to groan.
"Permission to speak sir," Lance says.
"Go ahead boy," Vince replies.
"I really need to pee sir?"
"Ok go ahead."
Lance goes to walk out of the shower and head to the toilet but Vince grabs him and pulls him back in.
"You do it in here," Vince says sternly.
Lance is no newcomer to peeing in the shower but to do it with someone else there? Also he's never peed though a hardon before.
"Please sir, I can't pee through a boner," he complains.
"Yes you can you just have to force it," Vince replies while still stroking Lance's cock, by now Vince's own cock is almost at full mast.
Lance looks at the huge tool pointing up at him and wonders if Vince would let him suck it. Vince gets Lance to kneel and for a moment he thinks he is, but then Vince attaches the ankle cuffs to rings on the floor and the wrist cuffs to rings on the wall above, causing Lance's arms to be out-stretched above him. Lance know that if he pees now in this position it will spray all over himself, surely Vince does want him to do that? Suddenly to Lance's horror a stream of piss erupts from Vince's cock and showers him.
"Argghhh! Fuck noo!" he shouts and tries to escape.
"If you need to go you better do it now otherwise I won't let you go for the rest of the day," Vince says sternly.
Lance is mortified by what Vince is doing, he has never felt so degraded in all his life, he almost feels like crying yet some how it is a major turn on. It's like Vince is marking his territory as animals do, claiming Lance as his property. The pressure in Lance's bladder is quite painful now so he concedes and forces out his piss, soon he is being drenched by two streams of piss, he feels utterly humiliated. His own piss is hitting him full on in the face, he tries to turn his head but his arms restrict the movement, then he does something that not only astounds Vince but Lance too, he opens his mouth and tastes his piss.
Before long they have emptied their bladders, "Damn that was so hot seeing you piss yourself boy!" Vince says. Lance looks at him with a look of bewilderment at what just happened.
Vince then releases Lance and helping him to stand turns him round, Vince then takes the shower head that looks like a penis and gets Lance to lean forward. He eases it into Lance's hole causing him to yelp with it's coldness, then he turns on the water. Lance can feel his insides filling up, it feels quite pleasurable, then uncomfortable, then painful.
"ARRGHHH STOP! PLEASE!" Lance shouts. Vince turns off the water.
"Hold it in boy, don't you let any spill," Vince commands and he removes the shower head.
The pressure is immense but Lance manages to hold it in, he's noticed his cock is at full mast again, he really does get turned on by having his ass played with.
"Get to the toilet and let it out," Vince orders.
Lance gingerly walks over to the toilet clenching his ass cheeks tight as he does so. When he sits on the loo he lets it go, the water comes flooding out and he feels a large turd fly out too. 'That has got to be the easiest shit I have ever done,' he thinks. He gets some tissue and wipes his ass then joins Vince back in the shower, Vince turns him around again and pushes the shower head back in his hole. Soon Lance is once more full and is ordered to empty himself in the toilet, this time only water comes out, Lance wonders if this is what it feels like when women piss.
Once Lance returns Vince turns on the shower. The warm water cascades over Lance and makes him feel good. rinsing the piss away. Vince soaps Lance up and proceeds to wash him,
Lance hasn't been washed like this since he was a little boy, he is enjoying Vince's hands slipping over his skin, he would never imagined that being washed in a shower could feel so erotic. Vince pays particular attention to his cock and ass, inserting a soapy finger to make sure it's clean, Lance moans when he does this.
Soon Vince has finished and he unties Lance's hands.
"Wash me," Vince says handing Lance the shower gel.
Lance has never washed anyone else, ever, let alone a man. He starts with Vince's back, Vince gasps as the boy touches him for the first time, he's startled at how much it reminds him of Anthony. The boys touch is incredibly erotic, his hands seemingly tiny against Vince's broad shoulders. Lance reaches his ass and tentatively washes in the crack, he wonders if he should soap inside Vince's hole but decides against it.
Vince then turns round and Lance soaps up his chest, he runs his hands over Vince's chiselled pecks and large biceps, down to his flat six pack stomach. Lance is aware of Vince's massive erection touching his stomach, he is also aware that his own cock is rock solid, he can't believe how much this is turning him on.
He eventually gets to Vince's cock, he soaps up around his tight large hairy balls first and the massive cock sways in front of him, he can't believe that thing was up his ass last night. He then soaps up the shaft of the cock, his fingers don't quite reach all the way round and he can easily wrap both hands round with room for a third. To Vince Lance's hands round his cock feel absolutely exquisite, he watches as Lance's slender hands slide up and down his massive shaft.
Vince then spins Lance around and pushes him against the shower wall, he soaps up his huge tool with one hand and Lance's hole with the other. Lance gasps as he realises he is about have that huge cock up his ass again. He groans in anticipation.
"You want this don't you boy?"
