The room has painted black walls including the ceiling is black, a single light shone down on the long metal table which hung from a hook on an overhead conveyer belt. The young man lying there was completely naked, blindfolded and chained to the table at wrist and ankles. His mouth held painfully wide by a ball-gag, he didn't know who had brought him to this place, or why his cock was so painful.
He couldn't move his head to find out as they had strapped that down to the table as well, if he had been able to he would have seen that they whoever they were had placed it in a vice and closed it viciously tightly onto him. He shivered all he could feel was the cold of the table and hands caressing his aching member, neither could he hear them, for they had put ear protectors on him for that purpose. He felt them release his feet from the table which now span round, his feet hit the floor.
They started the conveyor which moved slowly forward forcing him to walk. They didn't stop it until they got to the cell he would occupy, they opened the door the conveyor started again, the table span round again so that he lay once more on the table they chained his feet to it once more and left. Again, everything black, the room he thought was draughty he could feel the cold air brushing over him.
While he lay there his mind conjured up images of the people who were holding him, he was a virgin considering he was a man was a strange enough occurrence, his cock twitched sending a pulse of pain to sear his brain but there was something else something he'd never felt before his mind was saying that he loved this he wanted it.
The next morning not that he knew it was morning, they returned and once more released his feet, again the table turned and went along the conveyor to a large communal room, here they replaced the gag quickly with a hollow but firm tube, they pushed feeding and water tubes through and down into his gullet. He started to weep, and wept even harder when they removed both blindfold and ear protectors. Once more his subconscious was telling him that this was what he needed, what he deserved and he wanted it to go on forever.
"Now, little slave," slave what did they mean, and God did they know his stomach could only hold so much. "That mush we feed you is special, all the nutrients to keep you nice and healthy, plus some steroids to keep you from getting skinny. We want you strong and fast."
Finally, they removed the tubes, he could hear the cries of other terrified men and women, if not see them. They brought a table with a beautiful woman attached to it, his secretary, to stand in front of him they manoeuvred them so that they stood toe to toe and linked the two together. "You two are a matched pair both virgins," how did they know he was a virgin was there a test; the only person who knew was his therapist and perhaps his admin staff.
They now freed their heads from the table and forced them together in a kiss lips to lips and fastened bands round them to hold them in place. Both tables now moved along the conveyor belt, to another large room, they freed them from the table here, and thrust dildos into their rectums. Now grooms put the harnesses on them, all matching with gold inlay. A long box, lay waiting to receive them they struggled which only sent waves of arousal to their tortured minds. They were soon confined and the slavers closed the box before loading it onto a truck, with other similar boxes each containing a slave or groups of two or more slaves.
The truck moved off, the driver grinned training would start for them soon, and his slave waited back at the training centre obedient and in the severest bondage. Hours later the truck turned and entered the grounds of a rather large stately home, or at least that's what it looked like from the outside, inside and more particularly in the basement areas slaves suffered painful tortures and training sessions, before moving upstairs to the auction room to be sold off like cattle.
"Ah, yes, Toni and Paul. Forget those names; you will answer to Tit-face and Pee-pee. We'll alter you in many ways; to start with your bodies Tit-face will have those melons enlarge to 64JJJJ, Pee-pee will also find he sprouts 64JJJJ melons handy for punch bags."
They were now separated and led to what the trainers said were stalls, straw covered the floor and grooms removed the harness they'd been wearing and forced them into the harness they would now wear always, fastening them so that their breath came in panting gasps. Their feet forced into impossibly tight boots which ended not in a human foot but forced them up on tiptoes as their toes rested on what looked like a horse's hoof.
"Yes, you are now ponies and you will learn to run pulling carts or carrying jockeys, you will race and win or else." Now they removed the tube and thrust bit-gags between their teeth, the gags had a large hole in the middle, which now received the tube which they once again forced down their gullets; the groom attached a bridle wrapping it over their heads. As he had habitually worn his hair long, it was now gathered and thrust up through the hole on top of the bridle. Again, he was in a fog of pain mixed with arousal, he wondered if the girl was feeling the same.
"Eventually, your manes will grow to fall to your waist, when it grows so long that you are in danger of tripping over it we'll cut it to waist height and use the excess to make your tails and you can guess where we'll put that." The groom fastened leading reins to the bit-gags. "When I pull, you follow, or I'll whip the hide off you with this." He held up a bullwhip and led them out and across to what he laughingly called the vetinary surgery.
