SLAVE – PART 2 by darklust

Adam was frantic and screamed for his own release but was tied down and could not service himself. He begged to come, pleaded for someone to suck him. There was another much shorter line for dick suckers, those just interested in tasting Adam’s dick and hopefully his cum if they were so lucky. They stood at the side of the platform and sucked Adam while dick after dick fucked into his ass. He groaned and writhed and pushed up into the mouth sucking him and tried to get more dick with his ass, and screamed while his body shook every time he came and his cum filled another anonymous mouth.

Breaks were not provided but slaves were allowed to receive water, power drinks and drugs of choice at all times. Adam’s handler’s kept him well hydrated and energized with drinks and lots of drugs. His dick was rock hard and constantly aching for more attention. Mostly though, Adam craved dick, and that he got, one after another, fucking him, using him, filling him with cum until his hole was huge and gaping. Still they lined up to fuck him and many were now on seconds, getting drunk, socializing and having a great time while slowly moving towards the front of the line.

At the 24 hour mark, the time was announced and cheers went up. There were new faces in line, first timers who were in an out fast as well as second, third and even fourth timers. Each slave had been fucked by at least 500 men and both were still eager for more.

The new faces didn’t last long, finally putting their dick in and coming almost immediately. They were called 30 second wonders and the others loved them because the line moved much faster then. The handlers loved it because it made their slave’s numbers better. It wasn’t about numbers though, it was about stamina, about total lack of sleep or rest of any kind, with only power drinks and stimulants to sustain them. In the end it really came down to resolve and at this event, Adam was the most committed, winning after three and a half days of non-stop fucking, still ready to go after somewhere between 1500-2000 dicks had pounded into his ass. At the end, men were using their full five minutes because they’d already fucked him a couple of times. These men dove in, fucking hard, relentlessly, trying to come but usually getting back in line until they succeeded.

Adam’s rival passed out at the three and a half day mark and they couldn’t revive him. He heard men saying he’d lost a lot of blood and the drugs couldn’t help him anymore. Adam was simply more used to being fucked constantly and his constant arousal kept him going. He was at his peak at the age of 21.

Adam had also come countless times, but after three and a half days he still wanted more and when it was over he was given a sedative before they unstrapped him and he was able to sit quietly at his master’s feet, chained to his leash, while his master received the kudos and glory for the win, and a large dildo as part of the awards ceremony. Alan raised the dildo over his head, smiling as the crowd roared it’s approval and started chanting, “Fuck him, fuck him, fuck him.”

Alan told Adam to kneel on all fours, then with much flourish, he took the dildo and shoved it in Adam’s ass in one fast, hard movement. A few inches of the dildo still stuck out, so Alan hit the end of the dildo hard a few times, knocking it in another few inches so that only a small part still stuck out. He then pulled Adam’s head back hard for emphasis and said to him, “A nice big hard dick for you, slut. You love it don’t you?”

“Yes, master,” Adam choked back, his head still pulled way back.

Alan said to the crowd, “He says he likes it,” and a great cheer went up and the crowd laughed and clapped and asked when they could fuck him again.

After the event, the doctor ordered that Adam rest and be kept from fucking for two to three weeks. Alan decided to show his frustration with Adam’s lack of perfection by making sure that he was constantly face fucked for a couple of weeks. To this end he strapped Adam into a cushioned platform with his head and arms fastened into a tall stock device so that Adams mouth was available for use but the rest of his body was blocked so that no one would be tempted to try and fuck him. Jon had a really tough job keeping him cleaned up and fed and watered.

It was a tough few weeks for Adam who was not allowed out of the stock for three weeks while he serviced a pretty steady stream of dick to suck. It was also difficult to sleep with his head hanging down and he’d started to hallucinate and to talk to himself. After three weeks, Alan finally got over being angry and let Adam go back to his old routine, and he even allowed him to sleep more because he didn’t like Adam hallucinating and acting crazy.

After that, Adam finally recovered from the event and started healing properly. Alan was ignoring him and it worried Adam who was now constantly afraid that Alan would tire of him. Adam would soon be 22 and old and he hoped Alan still wanted him. Alan hadn’t wanted him for a blow job or to fuck him for weeks and things didn’t look good from Adam’s perspective.

After a long lunch one day with some of his best friends, and a week before Adam turned 22, Alan had a lot to think about. The following week he was attending the slave event where he’d acquired Adam. His friends had advised him that Adam was old now and had been around too much and that people were tired of him and wanted a nice new, young ass to play with. They mostly thought Alan should sell Adam for whatever he could get for him and put that towards a new slave. One friend advised him to get a new slave but to also keep Adam and rent him out to those who didn’t want to own their slave but wanted one to use from time to time, that it would be financially advantageous to do so. It was currently quite fashionable to provide slave services at parties, even at dinner parties.

Alan thought that Adam had a good three years in him as a prime fuck slut, albeit to a new crowd of b listers, but still that was a good market. After that, he’d be reduced to c then d class and finally would be almost worthless by the age of thirty. By then he’d be sold to someone rather unsavory who would use Adam ruthlessly, squeezing every dime he could out of him and end up killing him in one way or another sooner rather than later.

Adam’s creation day anniversary, the day he turned 22 was just another day in the workings of his master’s household. It was the day after that was momentous to both of them. Alan attended the elite slave event with a couple of friends and spent a great deal of time looking at the merchandise. Alan and one of his friends were both in the market for a great fuck slave and this was the place to look. They saw several demonstrations in between lunching and socializing, but Alan hadn’t been impressed the way he needed to be to actually make a purchase.

Alan finally found his inspiration mid-afternoon when he saw a gorgeous, slim, very young looking boy being brought out for a demonstration. His name was Anton1998, and he was just 17 but legal according to the new rules passed by the legislature the year before. The boy was pretty and above all prime, with blond hair, a slim, lightly muscled, tallish body, and a nice sized dick.

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