Working Like A Slave

Please note - this story is completely fictional!

This story takes place in an unnamed third world country. A slave auction is going on for some very wealthy customers. "We have this stud, here. Raise your arms. He is..." "What about him?" the blonde woman points, interrupting the auctioneer. She is a wealthy older woman and owner of the area's rowdiest bar. She is also involved in many illegal operations. This woman, though voluptious, with full breasts and a plump ass, is tall at about 6 feet and has all the mannerisms and personality traits of a man. "So you like the young ones? This one we just got in yesterday. 18 years of age. Name's Sonjay. Still a virgin" the auctioneer tells her. She grows the biggest smile on her face. "Virgin?" He is a skinny, but well toned Polynesian boy. She feels up and down him. She grabs his cock tight. "Nice. Turn Around" she says. She continues to look him up and down. "I'll take him." "Yes, maam." She pays the auctioneer and has Sonjay taken back to her place of work. She led him to a back room with a pool table and one table with a couple of chairs. "Stay here until lunchtime. I'm gonna have to break you in, cutey." Sonjay was nervous, but slave or not, he was a teenage boy and excited at the thought of sex with this fine woman. After waiting a few hours, she comes back in for a moment and asks him "You ready, hon?" Sonjay nods his head when he realizes something he must have missed before. He looked down for a moment and saw a huge bulge in her pants. "Oh my god!" he thought. "Is that what it looks like? It couldn't be. She doesn't look anything like a man." "I'll be back in a few. Better be ready" she laughs. 

She leaves and Sonjay immediately starts thinking of a way to escape and run. He realizes that he can't just walk out the door without being saw by her help, so he goes to the bathroom. Noone thinks he will actually have the nerve to run, so they don't think twice of him going to use the latrine. Sonjay looks to make sure noone else is in the bathroom. He then gets up to try and crawl through a window. As he is halfway through, he feels someone grab him by the waist. It's one of her "muscles". He doesn't say a word and carries Sonjay back to the room, dropping him on the floor and slamming the door behind him, locking Sonjay in. Sonjay runs for the door again after a minute, but trips. As he's on the floor, the door opens. His "owner" walks in smoking a cigar and walks around him, circling. "So what's the matter, boy? You don't like your new home?" He gets up scared. She startles Sonjay as she smacks his ass hard. "What's the matter. You can't speak? I asked you a question." "No comment maam" he replies. At this, she bursts out laughing. She then bends down, face to face with him and blows a stream of cigar smoke into his face, choking him. "Take off your clothes, honey" she orders him. "Please.." he starts to beg, but she interrupts him. "Oh, you're begging now. How cute. I like, I like" she joked.

Sonjay was in tears as he knew a slave's disobedience was grounds for execution. He had no choice, other than facing a certain death. When he was naked, she approached him, grabbing him around his waist with the large bulge in her imported Wrangler jeans poking against his crack. "You feel that, honey? You're about to get very intimate with it. I'll bet you've never had a ten inch dick in your ass, have you, boy?" Though beautiful, it was obvious that this woman(?) was in remarkable shape. She could be in one of those fitness mags. He notices this as she picks him up and forcefully places him on top of the pool table in the middle of the room. "I've been waiting all day to break that in. Don't worry. You're not the first. I tear up a new virgin asshole every Friday. Sometimes two. Now...get on all fours." "I'll do anything, maam. Just please let me go." "Aww, I can't do that. I haven't fucked you yet." With that, she crawls on top of the table, having stripped off all of her clothes. All Sonjay can think is that he had never expected one of his owners to do anything like this. His backdoor was exit only. And this woman/man/whatever the hell she was, was about to stick her huge cock up his ass and treat his ass like he had always imagined treating a girl's pussy.

Once again, afraid of the consequences, he stood still and done exactly as told. Sonjay heard her hock and felt spit down his scared asshole as her finger started to enter him, working him. She rubbed her hands over his entire cheeks, feeling and squeezing it, as if admiring a hot, expensive new toy. Then, Sonjay felt her stand up and place her large penis at the head of his well-lubed, wet asshole. "Wait.." he jerked away, before she grabbed his hips and slowly, steadily pushed herself in to the base, almost in her bowels, while breathing heavily as she was cherishing the moment and he was dreading this violation. Instinctively, he wanted to run and momentarily tried to get up. She grabbed his hips harder and stood on the tips of her toes, supporting all her weight with her hips, and angling her cock to allow the full length to slide in easier and with more force. Standing on her toes, she started pounding his round, virgin ass hard and he was bleeding, but she loved every minute of it. He screamed many times. After a bit, she got off her toes and kept pounding his ass, while grabbing his hair. This made him scream again, louder. With a primal grunt that must have been heard by some outside, she filled his newly broken in asshole with a large load of her sticky cum. It only eased the pain slightly. He sighed, as though he was relieved it was over. "We ain't done yet, sugarbutt. Now, get up!" she said as she slipped her still-hard, wet cock out of his soft ass.

She got off the table and told him to get on his knees and clean it up. He was still shocked by all of this, but knew begging was useless, as she got off on it and went rougher on him. He got onto his knees and she pulled her dick up, letting it go to smack his forhead. She then turned left and right, smacking him hard with it. Before even giving him a chance, she grabbed his head and slammed her massive meat into his mouth, almost knocking out a few teeth in the process. Sonjay was nautious as he tasted his own ass and some blood on her/his huge cock. She snapped him out of it when she said "Start sucking, slave. You don't wanna know your punishment if you displease me." He started sucking as she moaned. "That's it. Suck momma's fat cock, you little bitch. I'm gonna cum in your pretty little mouth, you dirty whore." For some strange reason, a part of Sonjay was starting to like this, though he would never admit it. She pulled him off for a minute and grabbing his hair, pulled him over to a chair where she sat down. He started to say something,but she then shoved his head forcefully back onto her dick without a word said. "Ca..*mmmph!*" as he continued slobbering and salivating over her hot, solid erection. The door then opened. It was one of her hired muscles. "Lady, a Mister Monteban is here to see you."

Sonjay stopped for a second when the door opened and she got mad. "Did I tell you to stop, slut?" Turning back to her muscle, with him sucking her right in front of her help, she said calmly and businesslike "Tell him I'm on lunch. If this deal is important to Mr. Monteban, I'm sure he can wait." She spoke remarkably professional for someone who was in the middle of a blowjob and obviously didn't care who saw her. When he left, her tone and mood turned to anger. "Get up!" She grabbed his throat and maneuverd him to squat, with his back against the wall. She then slammed her cock hard back into his mouth and started to fuck his face like his ass, with Sonjay choking and gagging, swinging saliva all over. Then, without warning, she held his head in place and came what seemed like a gallon down his hot throat with a loud "Aaaahh, fuck yeah!" He couldn't swallow everything as it was too much and some spilt the sides of his mouth. "I'm not taking it out until you finish your drink, slut" she said. He pulled his hands up to push the rest back into his mouth, as he swallowed, hesitating for a split second, and swallowing quickly. "Good fuckdoll." She pulled out. "You're my new favorite toy. Don't worry. Once I'm finished with this pressing business, I'll come back to finish you." She lightly smacked his cheek and got dressed. For Sonjay, life as a slave was turning out to be a lot more than he had ever expected.