This story is a follow through to the Human sex toy shop story. However, it has also links to the Slave husbands and An evening in the stables, with mentions of other Slave short stories. You might also want to read Human fleshlight too. It explains the science behind humans being turned into such toys. I wrote this years ago and people have asked me where it had vanished too. Clearly it needed a Christmas outing. Here it is. Enjoy.
Slave Shorts: Where did that Ass go?
For once it was snowing a few days before Christmas. Lucas had turned up at his staff Christmas party in a sleigh pulled by twelve hot slaves in thick slave winter clothes. Truthfully, they were designed to be hot when running fast, but he had them all wearing festive hats, with bells on.
Inside the open sleigh his two 'slave husbands' sat on either side and played with the natural bottom's hole. Lucas' arms were around the shoulders of the two husbands, and their four hands played with his well-used hole and his little balls and cock. Sometimes the slave husbands hands would venture up to his nipples too, while they sat under the warm blanket during the ride.
One of the slaves would whisper humiliating words to Lucas. Something they now took pleasure in being creative at. They had permission from both Lucas and Master Clay to do so. It was something that turned both the freemen on.
One slave husband would kiss the free fags neck whilst the other would whisper in his ear. "Yea, your hole is twitching round my fingers!" The slave would say while moving his fingers in his tight hole.
Then the slave would add something like, "You dirty slut!"
By now Lucas wore a small cock cage permanently and would only get pleasure when being used. Most nights the natural cock whore would be fucked by the two slaves, Master Clay and a few others. Lucas was in fag heaven.
Lucas' mind was on his pleasure, not on the ride, so he was caught unawares when they arrived at the restaurant and his staff were eagerly waiting for him outside. His slave husbands helped Lucas hide his embarrassment behind their two fit bodies as the staff applauded his arrival.
"I hired the sleigh from a pony farm outside of town recommended by a new associate of mine. William Clay." he explained with glee to the staff that had gathered. "I highly recommend a visit on to the stables!". He half hoped that some of the staff would visit when he was tied up in the stables with a hood on his head being used by anyone who wished to use a slave hole. Lucas had come to a continuous rhythm of visiting the farm and giving his holes to anyone.
The staff and his two slave husbands began to walk inside the restaurant. All that is, except for his assistant, Freddy and Lucas who lurked behind.
Freddy waited for his boss outside the restaurant. He was fascinated by the ass of the 'Rudolph' slave, who wore a blinking red nose prop and wore transparent plastic shorts that had a mock reindeer tail sticking out. All of the slaves ponies clearly were locked up but the cocks were twitching away and every one of them was as horny as the next.
"Oh my!" Lucas exclaimed as he put his arm around his favourite employee, who was shy and fresh out of college. "You're a top!" he laughed. "That's a surprise! You're so reserved all the time, mate!"
"Yes, sir!" he said earnestly. "It was the way I was brought up to be reserved. However, I love fucking tight fag holes and slave cunts, like that fine pony has!"
The pony could hear every word and yet could not do anything about the words the freeman was using. If only he was free himself then he could beat the young man to pulp. Although, beating another freeman to pulp would be unwise and lead to enslavement.
Freddy knew Lucas was a bottom and was actually the one who found the two slave husbands for Lucas. There were rumours of Lucas' preference as a bottom, but nothing was ever witnessed, only ever suggested. Additionally, not many knew his husbands were slaves, Freddy was only one of a select handful that knew the truth.
