The Capture and Sale of Sam

Note: All characters in this work of fiction are 21 years or older. Trigger warning--this story contains homophobic slurs.

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Sam had just been fucked hard for the first time by his new owner, Master Sergio. Sam's pussy was incredibly sore from the multiple reamings he received from his Master's 9-inch cock. Not only had his Master fucked him, but he also emasculated Sam by taking him 'out of commission' with the cock cage, which now tightly confined his 7-inch penis. Sam was sitting defeatedly in his pink jockstrap, trying to cover his metal cage. The Master left him alone and empty. 'Now what?' Sam thought.

Sam was a pretty, muscle boy, attributes which previously allowed him to snag any babe he wanted. He loved to fuck pussy and thought he was adept at it. In truth, Sam could never get enough of it. He felt lost with the cage weighing down his penis. Master Sergio referred to Sam's cock as a 'clit.' Sam blushed when he thought about that. How demeaning was that? He was a stud, not some bitch! Even though his penis was average, Sam was proud of it and his physical prowess in bed.

And when his Master insinuated that Sam might be tempted to fuck some other faggot as further justification for the cock-cage, Sam thought that was ridiculous. There was no way he would ever fuck some dude. He only fucked beautiful girls! Master Sergio's words reverberated in Sam's head. "I want you to focus all your effort and sexual energy on your cunt. That is your true sex organ," the Master had educated him. How would Sam ever get used to the idea that his 'pussy' was now his primary sexual organ? As the words echoed in his head, Sam's 'clit' swelled within the metal cage.

Suddenly, Sam's thoughts were interrupted by a man who barged into the room. It was the senior security guard for Master Sergio, Lucio. He was the guard who had pleaded with the Master to 'train' Sam. "Up on your feet, puta!" he bellowed.

Sam stood immediately at attention. He knew to show proper respect to Lucio. The man was intense and scared Sam. Lucio was formidable, standing 6 feet 2 inches tall and weighing 200 pounds. He had dark hair and brown eyes and appeared to be in his early 40s. He was in excellent shape, muscular, and strong.

"Pucho," he said to Sam. "How was your christening with the Master?" Lucio asked, his eyes bearing down on Sam, his nose inches from Sam.

"Sir, it was unlike anything I have ever experienced," Sam replied. Of course, Sam was truthful in his response. The sexual experience with Master Sergio was indelibly etched forever in Sam's brain.

"I am sure it was, puta," Lucio smiled at him. "Tell me, did you enjoy losing your cherry?" Lucio continued to tower over Sam.

"Yes, Sir," Sam answered. He thought it best to reply to Lucio with answers he thought the man wanted to hear. "The Master is a wonderful man." Sam recalled how brutally he was fucked by Master Sergio multiple times the previous night.

"That's excellent to hear, bitch. Now I want you to turn around, bend over, and grab your ankles, slave," Lucio instructed Sam.

Sam slowly did as he was told. He knew better than to ask any questions of the bodyguard. When Sam had assumed his position, it pleasantly presented the globes of his strapped jock ass to Lucio.

Lucio was easily enthralled by this American boy. Lucio had trained many faggot slaves for the Master. Yet, there was something different with this one. His beauty was unparalleled, his demeanor relaxed and captivating. When Lucio saw the sublime buttocks, lust overcame him, and his cock swelled.

"Damn!" Lucio admired. "You have a nice set of sweet cheeks, faggot." He swatted them playfully. Sam gulped, unsure of what was transpiring. He tugged and pulled at the straps of Sam's jockstrap. Lucio began to part the muscular buttocks and probe the boy's anus. "Mmmm. Some of the Master's cum still lingers. He must have fucked you real good!" Lucio fingered Sam's cunt working and massaging the abused hole. Sam moaned in pleasure, all the while assuming the flexed position.

Sam knew to stroke the man's ego. "Your touch feels so fucking good, Sir." Lucio massaged the boy's prostate invoking Sam's pleasure center. "Oh yessss, Sir!" the boy moaned.

Lucio was impressed with Sam's restraint and self-control, holding his flexed position, the boy grabbing his ankles. 'He's a newbie and needs so little training,' he thought. 'I've never met a boy like this.' He continued his exploration of the slave's cunt with his fingers. 'Damn, I wish I could fuck you,' Lucio thought.

"I have a surprise for you, pucho," Lucio said. With this announcement, Sam felt something hard and cold lodge inside his anus, filling him up.

"Ohhhh, God!" Sam moaned. "What was that, Sir?" he asked Lucio. The sensation was heavy inside him. Sam was unwavering, maintaining his position as instructed. Lucio was impressed with this 'straight boy.'

"You will see soon enough, bitch," the man replied. Lucio slid the jockstrap down to Sam's ankles and told him, "You won't need this anymore." Then he tugged on Sam's neck chain, pulling the boy back upright. He turned Sam around, and they faced each other again. Lucio was tempted to kiss Sam's full lips, to explore his mouth with his tongue, but he held back.

Lucio noted the cock cage affixed to Sam's penis. "Every faggot's clit should be housed in a cock cage. It is the natural order and a thing of true beauty." Lucio reached down and tugged on the metal cage. "Mmmm, precum, you horny little bitch." He smiled at Sam.

Sam was blushing, embarrassed, and humiliated. He smiled back at Lucio. Sam's penis was swollen and uncomfortable, oozing precum. His anus was throbbing from some foreign entity. Lucio brushed Sam's cheeks with his strong hands and rubbed his lips with his fingers.

"Now it's time for me to take your training to a new level," Lucio said. "I'm going to take you on a tour of the hacienda." He grabbed Sam by the chain and led him out into the hallway from the bedroom.

Sam was mortified to be hauled away in his naked, denuded, caged state for all the staff to witness. He was paraded about the grounds by Lucio. Lucio announced to other passersby that he was training Master Sergio's "American Slave." Sam received stares, glares, leers, and laughs from others.

Just when Sam thought things couldn't get any worse, the foreign object in his rectum suddenly started to vibrate intensely. "Oh, my God!" Sam blurted out. Waves of pleasure overcame him as the vibrator stimulated his prostate relentlessly. "Oh, Sir! Mr. Lucio! What's happening? Please stop!"

"Nonsense, puta. This butt plug is a vital step in helping you focus your energy on your cunt," Lucio reassured Sam. "It is a key to your future here with Master Sergio. You must learn to center your attention squarely on your pussy, pucho."

Sam could barely process Lucio's words as he was pulled by his chain while the vibration continued in his rectum. The boy was in sexual ecstasy, his prostate on fire. His cock was fighting the confines of its cage, trying to break free, spilling copious precum. "OH FUCK!" Sam uttered. Various spectators watched him, laughing. Sam wondered if any of them were family to Master Sergio. "Oh, my God!" the boy wailed.

Lucio commented, "Aren't you a sight, pucho? You act like you have never used a vibrating butt plug before!" He laughed and continued to haul the boy through the grounds.

Lucio observed that Sam was handling the plug much better than most slaves-in-training. Many previous trainees had been unable to complete their 'tour,' requiring Lucio to stop or remove the vibrator. But not this American! He soldiered on with Lucio towing his chain.

Sam couldn't help but moan in ecstasy from the anal stimulus, "Oh God, Sir. Please! It's too much! May I have a break, please, Sir?" Lucio ignored his pleas and led him onward to their destination.

Finally, they reached the training room and entered; Lucio locked the door behind them. The room was unlike anything Sam had seen before. It looked like an S&M dungeon, or at least what he thought one would look like. It had various benches, whips, chains, gags, and other equipment. Sam had never seen so much leather.

Lucio slowed the vibrator's speed to a dull rate, but it was still going. "You must always keep the focus on your 'cunt pussy' at all times," he said to Sam. "The vibrator will remain on, puta." Lucio again stood inches away from Sam. Lucio couldn't help but grope the boy's body feeling his muscular chest and arms and tug again at his caged penis and scrotum. Lastly, he clenched Sam's cheeks, "You have one of the finest asses that have ever graced this hacienda!" His body was pressed against the slave. Lucio wanted to kiss the boy but resisted, instead releasing the slave.

The man undressed while Sam watched nervously. He was wearing a leather harness under his clothing. His cock was huge, 9 inches, and was enclosed by a leather cock-ring. "Now, bitch, the Master said you need to work on your mouth pussy. He was sorely unimpressed with your oral skills. So while your cunt is your number one sex organ, that does not mean you can ignore your mouth. Your mouth needs to be adept at worshiping the Master's cock too. Do you understand, pucho?" Lucio asked.

"Yes, Sir," Sam replied. Sam marveled at the guard's naked physique. Lucio was tall, dark, and statuesque. He sported a smattering of dark hair on his torso, of which Sam was jealous. Sam had never seen a man wear a leather harness which was strangely appealing to him. Sam was envious of Lucio's masculinity. "I promise to do better, Sir."

Sam remembered his first attempt at fellatio with Master Sergio. The Master had told him, "You suck cock like a stupid bitch." Sam recalled how Master Sergio had chastised him, telling him he should be making love to the Master's cock. Sam thought he should approach fellatio to cocks as he does to vaginas.

"Alright, then. Get on your knees, boy," Lucio commanded Sam. Lucio presented Sam with his throbbing, hard cock. It was spectacular, uncircumcised, glistening with precum at the glans. There were prominent veins on the dorsum, engorged. "First, you may gently grasp it, stroke it, and pull the foreskin back to fully expose the head."

Sam followed the instructions as prompted by Lucio. While the fellatio lessons commenced, the buttplug vibrated in his anus so that Sam never forgot to focus on his pussy.

"Then take your tongue and lick the head, tasting it, tasting the precum," Lucio continued. "Show your Master how much this means to you with your voice and words."

"Mmmm," Sam uttered. "Master, you taste so fucking good. Thank you for the privilege of tasting your cock!"

"Lick the shaft with your tongue, sucking and kissing it, working your way down to the balls. Then kiss and suck on my balls, taking one and then both into your mouth," Lucio said. "You may place your hands on your Master's thighs or buttocks. But you must be cautious to never, ever fight him when he is fucking your mouth."

Sam was a good student. "Mmmm, I can't get enough of you!" Sam was slurping and sucking, impressing Lucio. Sam was a natural. It was as though he was born to suck cock.

"Now take the head and shaft and start to savor it like you need it. Take it all the way in your throat!" Lucio demanded.

Sam returned to the glans and wrapped his lips around it, sucking gently. The glans fell against his tongue and slid further back toward his palate. "MMMMMM," the boy moaned. As the erect penis gained further entry, Sam began to gag. He couldn't control it.

"No, pucho!" Lucio yelled. "You must control your fucking gag reflex!" He smacked Sam upside his head as the boy released the cock from his mouth. "Try again!"

Sam sputtered and went back to the cock with earnest zeal. But again, his gag reflex kicked in once the 9-incher touched his palate, and he choked uncontrollably.

"Damn, puta! What is your problem?" Lucio said in frustration. Lucio had thought Sam was a natural cock-sucker. Sam was choking and coughing until the room ran quietly except for the buzz from the vibrator up his ass.

"I'm going to help you, bitch," Lucio said after a few minutes of silence. The man grabbed an O-ring gag and brought it forth. "Open wide, pucho!" he told Sam.

Lucio inserted the gag and strapped it around Sam's head. Sam's mouth was gaping for Lucio. Lucio admired the open mouth, vulnerable and waiting for his cock. "I think this will work best if I increase the vibrator strength and restrain your arms." He dialed up the vibrator speed several notches, causing Sam to moan and cry out in lust. He chained the wrist cuffs behind Sam. "It's best to minimize any involuntary resistance on your part." Lucio kissed Sam gently on his forehead. Sam was surprised by the man's gentle touch, and the slave's cock swelled from the show of nurture.

Lucio stood as the boy was kneeling. He moved his throbbing cock through the entryway of the open gag. "As I ease my cock back, you must relax that gag, pucho," Lucio instructed. He then fucked Sam's open gullet relentlessly. He continued to coach Sam, "Work on relaxing your throat muscles to take my big cock." Sam was gagging. Tears were streaming down his eyes as he looked up at Lucio helplessly. "Focus your energy on your cunt and the vibrations there. Your mouth pussy is all secondary anyway."

Sam tried his best to follow the directives. His prostate was ignited from the vibrating butt plug, which caused a painful erection in the cock cage. Lucio was penetrating his open mouth with his huge cock. Sam was willing his throat to relax with each thrust. Saliva, snot, and tears were everywhere.

The session went on for a long while. But eventually, Sam gained control of his gag reflex, which is what Lucio desired. Lucio began to praise him, "You are a good cocksucker, pucho!" Lucio was rubbing Sam's head and neck while face-fucking the American college stud, now turned sex slave. "I'm going to cum into your throat, faggot!" he announced. Sam was staring up at Lucio as the man reached his orgasm.

Lucio shot his load into the back of Sam's open throat. The warm cum trickled down Sam's esophagus into his belly. At the same time, Lucio held steady his cock into the slave's wedged-open mouth. He withdrew his softening cock from the boy's mouth once he was ensured the cum had been consumed.

Lucio was pleased with Sam's progress. "You are a quick study, puta!" he enthused. He released the O-ring gag from Sam's mouth. "The Master will be very pleased!"

"Thank you, Sir," Sam replied. "Thank you for teaching me to make love to a cock." The hum of the vibrator was still going strong inside Sam's cunt. "If I may, Sir?"

"What is it, boy?" Lucio answered.

Sam was still on his knees, peering up at Lucio. He felt that the O-ring gag was a crutch or a cheat in his success. "May I pleasure you once more with my mouth pussy, this time without the gag?" Sam asked. "I want to ensure that I can be successful without the device, Sir." Sam was earnest with his question. He knew that to please Master Sergio, he had to be proficient with fellatio.

Lucio laughed heartily and tousled Sam's hair. "You impress me, pucho!" He stared in marvel at the boy before him. He couldn't believe how eager Sam was. "It may take me some time to recover, puta," Lucio said.

"That's okay, Sir," Sam replied. "I will pleasure you with my mouth pussy until you are ready to cum again. I don't care how long it takes."

Lucio was genuinely awed by Sam. There was something about this American pucho. He released the boy's wrists, so his hands were freed. "Okay, boy. You know what to do."

"One more thing, Sir. Would you please turn up the vibrator to full force?" Sam asked. Sam would do everything to maximize his training.

Lucio smiled at Sam and dialed up the speed of the vibrator as Sam leaned in and stroked the bodyguard's cock, then kissed it tenderly. Sam made love to the cock just as he had been instructed. He had done this many times before with women; he could do this with men. This was his third time going down on a man. Sam serviced the cock, bringing Lucio to a magnificent orgasm within minutes. At the same time, he received pleasure from his g-spot from the vibrating butt plug but could not come to his own orgasm.

As Lucio released his second eruption, Sam swallowed the cum hungrily. "Oh fuck, puta. I don't think I've ever had a cocksucker as good as you!" Lucio howled.

When Lucio's cock was extricated from Sam's mouth, the boy uttered, "Thank you, Sir, for fucking my mouth pussy and letting me swallow your cum."

Lucio pulled Sam up by his chain and kissed him passionately. He never kissed slaves, but he was overcome with emotion. Lucio's tongue intertwined with Sam's, eagerly exploring the boy's mouth. The American tasted sweeter than he imagined. "You're welcome, boy," he whispered into Sam's ear. Lucio embraced him tenderly. "You are exceptional, my boy." Sam felt warm and safe in Lucio's embrace.

Lucio powered off the butt plug and told Sam to assume the position. He removed the device and wanted so eagerly at that moment to fuck the boy. Lucio knew that such activity was forbidden as only the Master could fuck Sam. He pulled Sam back upright. They stared at each other momentarily, a bond forming between them.

"Your training is done for today. Perhaps the Master will want to see your progress firsthand later tonight," Lucio said.

"Yes, Sir," Sam acknowledged. He suddenly felt empty without the buttplug. He was confused as he thought Lucio might fuck after retrieving the plug. Sam thought that perhaps Lucio didn't desire him that way and was strictly just a trainer. He wanted to ask the man but didn't think it was proper. "Thank you, Sir."

"Let's get you back to your room, boy," Lucio said. He quickly dressed and then led Sam away. On their journey back to his room, Lucio was less forceful and more tender in his approach.

He deposited Sam in his room without any words exchanged. Lucio seemed in a hurry to leave Sam after their session was done. Sam wondered why the man was eager to leave him.

Once again, Sam was alone and more confused than ever. Why did he have these feelings for Lucio? Why should Sam care if Lucio desired him or not? None of it mattered anyway because sex slave Sam belonged to Master Sergio. He was the Master's property. And feelings had no relevance for a sex slave.

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