The Cruise, Part 3

By: L.W. ([email protected])

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So far:  A cruise ship has dropped its passengers at a beach to
spend the day.  They are captured by a band who castrates the men
then sell all the passengers all into captivity.



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I awoke to a raucous noise; somebody was hitting a loud gong. 
Groggily I turned to stare at the source of the noise.  guards were
shouting for us to get up.  All the men rose quickly before the
guards prodded with their spear butts and not too softly either. 
We stood and marched on command out the door.  This time we
turned to the right.  Ahead the sun was coming up.  We marched
into the rising sun to see ourselves in a courtyard with a raised
platform and a small crowd of men seated in comfortable chairs. 
The guards herded us toward the platform where we stopped.  One
guard walked down the line handing us cards with numbers on
them.  

Our host, Ghouresh, stood on the platform and motioned the first
man to come forward.  He walked up the steps and across the
platform.  A guard stopped him midway.  Now Ghouresh spoke,
“This is the first of our latest lot, gentlemen.  Who would care to
start the bidding?”  Almost imperceptibly I could see signals from
the seated guests hands.  With each signal Ghouresh announced a
higher price.  “I have $22000, who will bid $23000?  Good,
$23000.  There’s $24000.  Any more bids.  Sold to Mr. A for
$24000.”

The man was led off and the next took his place.  This was
repeated until my turn came.  I walked onto the platform and
turned to look at the seated guests.  To my utter amazement I
realized that I knew one of them!  An old college friend.  He
smiled   

The bidding began again.  $20000. $23000, $25000, $30000. 
Sold to Mr. Q for $30000.  My old friend had purchased me.  I
was lead down from the platform and into a small room.  The door
on the other side of the room opened and my old friend came in. 
“Frank, so good to see you again,” he said embracing me.  “I am
only so sad to find you like this.”  He indicated my naked crotch. 
“However, I hope you will not bear me a grudge when I tell you
that I have bought you and business is business.”  

“What do you mean,” I asked?

“Well, I came here hoping to buy a toy for my son.  You are now
that toy, Frank,” he said smiling and with a shrug.  “I hope we can
still get along.”

Turning to the guard, he said, “Bring him to the branding room
and let’s finish him up.”  The guard took my arm and led me along
a corridor to another room.  Inside was a fixture for securing a
man and the guard took me to it.  I knew what I had to do and
raised my arms to be strapped on.  In a moment I was bound to the
fixture and it was moved so that my butt was available.  I saw the
worker take a rod from the fire and approach me.  In a moment,
the searing pain of the branding iron was placed against my other
cheek.  I stifled a shriek.  In a moment a soothing ointment was
applied and I felt the bandage placed over the scar.  

“Now the rings,” said my friend.  The guard brought over two
gold rings on a tray along with a tool which I knew would crimp
the rings into my nipples.  The guard fitted the first ring into the
tool and brought it to my left nipple.  He squeezed the tool and I
felt the ring penetrate my flesh.  I grunted.  Quickly he took the
other ring and pushed it through my other nipple.  My friend stood
by smiling as the process was completed.

“Good.  Now let us go to a private place so that I can see if what
Ghouresh tells me about you is true.  He says that you have been
trained to the cock now, Frank.  Is this so?” he asked.  I nodded.  

“Would you like to show me, my old friend?” he asked.  I nodded.  

“Come then to a private room where we can be alone and you can
demonstrate for me your new skills.  I didn’t get to test them in
college.”   And he led me from the room to another place.  This
one was a luxurious bedroom.  He held the door for me and
ushered me in.  He quickly stripped and sat on the side of the bed. 
“Come, Frank, show me what you learned here.”  I walked to the
bed and knelt.  His cock was already hard and still.  I kissed it 
and
licked the end.  Cum was already dripping from it and I knew he’d
squirt as soon as I took his cockhead in my mouth.  I was right.  I
had no sooner begun to suckle him than I heard him whisper, “I’m
coming, Frank.”  And his cum shot into my anxious mouth.  I
swallowed with each of his cock jers until no more shot our then I
moved back with my thumb pressed against the tube under his
cock.  As I pushed firmly, the small amount of cum in his cock
leaked out and I quickly lapped it up.  Still holding his cock I
looked up into his smiling face.  “Very good, Frank,” he said
tousling my hair.  “You are as good as Ghoresh promised.  My son
will be most happy with you so far.  He said you can take any
sized cock.  Is that so?”  I nodded.  “We should find out the, I
think.  Come lay here on the bed.  I like to take my men and boys
from the rear so you should lay on your belly with your ass raised. 
I quickly complied and in a moment I heard him approach then
felt him climbing onto the bed.  I felt his warmth as he moved
behind me then the head of his now re-erected cock placed against
my ass hole.  He leaned against me, then harder and harder until
with a sudden slip, his cock entered my anus and he sighed.  I felt
his body lean against my back and his rhythmic thrusting began at
first slowly then faster and faster until I heard him moan and press
deeply into me.  I imagined that I felt his juices squirt into me as
his cock jerked once, then twice and finally a third time.  He lay
against my back for a moment then whispered, “You are very
good, Frank.  Perhaps my son should not have you.  I think I will
make you my personal eunuch.  In college you were always
concerned about satisfying your cock’s desires but now with no
cock to distract you, I think you’ll make a fine pleasure man. 
Don’t you agree?”  I felt him sliding back and out of my hole and
then move off of the bed.  I rolled over and off the bed with him.  

“Would you like to take a bath?” I asked.  

“Yes, I would,” he said smiling. 

“I’ll run one for you,” I said and walked quickly to the bathroom
where I started the water to warming, then plugged the drain and
found oils to heighten the pleasures of the bath.  In a few minutes,
I walked back to my friend and said, “your bath is ready.”  

“Come with me, Frank, I want you to join me, to bath me, and
possibly to pleasure me yet one more time with that marvelous
mouth of yours.”  He took my hand and lead me to the bathroom. 
We stepped together into the bath and sat.  The enormous tub
could easily have held several more so there was plenty of room. 
We sat together quietly for a few moments then before he could
speak, I sensed that he wanted me to bath him.  I rose to my knees
and taking a bar of scented soap, indicated that he should rise. 
Then I began to cleanse him carefully washing his body and
especially his cock, balls and ass.  I suspected I would be tasting
these parts more in the future.  After I washed him, I rinsed him
off.  

“Please kneel and suck me off again, Frank.  You are so good at
it,” he said with a smile.  I did as he asked and knelt before his
beautiful long uncut cock and began to kiss it as I cupped his large
balls.  As I licked its length then took it into my mouth, he began
to slowly thrust into my mouth then my throat.  I relaxed my throat
to allow his cock easy access as I had been taught.  In a moment
he climaxed and I took his sperm again.  Making sure that not a
drop escaped.  His cock remained hard and slowly deflated.  I held
it in my mouth until he withdrew it.  “Very nice,” he said.  “Now I
really must get dressed.  I will need another toy for my son.  He 
is,
after all, 15 and needs to learn to handle a man properly for his
future life as manager of my factories.  There are many
opportunities for him to gain additional satisfaction in all of 
them. 
Knowing the proper way to approach and then to administer with
the proper touch is important.  You and I will practice many more
times on the plane back home.”

Leaving me he walked out the door.  I knew that very soon he
would bring back another for his son.  Two eunuchs would travel
with him to his home where we would each pleasure our masters
often.  Even with my cock gone, I could still feel the twinges of
desire and rubbed between my legs where the stump of my cock
remained.  I imagined it rising in heat and gulped with the sudden
urge to masterbate.  Without a cock of my own I knew my urges
would be directed to another cock which I would think of as my
own to suck and thrust my mouth on.  To releive my own desires
on another man’s penis.  As I rubbed and carressed my balls, I was
suddenly aware of erotic waves sweeping over me and looked
down to see my hand cupping and massaging my balls as a spray
of white cum shot from the end of stump.  Two more quick and
smaller fountains rose then subsided until only a trickle dripped   
I
quickly rose, went into the bathroom and found a damp wash
cloth.  I wiped the sticky cum from my crotch and returned to the
bedroom.

The door opened and my old friend re-entered.  He was smiling. 
“I watched you masterbate yourself, Frank.  It was a truly beautiful
sight to see you bring yourself to completion by massaging your
balls.  I think you are just the right slave for me.”

I stood and looked at him, “I’m sorry master, I should not have
done that.  It will not happen again.  I promise.”

“No, no.  It’s alright, Frank.  This will amuse my friends and you
will be anxious to please my lady visitors.  And, let me see...”  He
walked to me and cupped my balls.  “Yes, your balls will make a
fine dish, cut thin and eaten rare.  Have you tried male mountain
oysters?”

I nodded my head.  “They fed us the balls removed from
uncooperative men here.  Ghouresh wanted us to learn their taste.”

“Then you understand what delicacies they make, don’t you,” he
said smiling.  I nodded.

But come and dress.  I have another toy, this one for my son.  We
must prepare to leave.  The door opened and a boy, hardly more
than 15 walked in.  His nipples were ringed and I knew that my
friend had already tested him for his new role.  I smiled at him and
he returned my smile.  

In less than an hour we were winging our way  home in the
personal jet.  Our new and permanent life of pleasing our new
masters was about to begin.

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