Boy is Cut, Brainded and enslaved
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It happened 5 years ago. I had just turned 18. I was leaving high school for university. I was working during the summer as a guide during the week at a park, and, worked on a local ranch during weekends as so I could generate lots of cash for university as well as some extras. I spent long hours on the farm, mainly doing fieldwork, running machinery etc. I had nothing much to do with the livestock side of the farm. I worked for this rough middle aged man. He was divorced and had two daughters who lived with their mother. There were many other men working on the farm, but they seemed strange. I never saw any of them leave the place without the boss or one of the managers. I thought nothing of it, these dudes needed to get lives, and fast. I was leaving after one Sunday night to go home, and relax before going to my guide job on Monday. Then, the boss pulled up and was talking about my stay there, and, how my tenure was nearly complete. He went on to state that I did good work, and, he would like me to stay. After re- explaining that working on his farm was not my goal, and, I had further schooling on the plate, he agreed, and that he would see me the following Monday. That Monday, the start of my last week, I was prepared to go onto the fields. Instead, I was asked to work in the barns. The first day I had to shovel shit. I think this was a way for him to get back at me. As long as this did not go on for the entire week. After two days of shoveling manure. I protested. The barn boss explained to me that it was necessary, as, everyone who worked in the barns had to do it. When further protesting got me a change, I was happy. Thursday, I was to get changed to the branding and gelding duties. This was not exactly my ideal task, seeing loads of cocks and balls cut off cattle, but at least I did not have to shovel their shit day in and day out. As I went home, I felt pleased; two days of this skuzzy job were left. As I left, everyone was looking at me funny, odd, and probably jealous of me getting to leave this dive. The second last day was blistering hot, especially being near a branding iron. It must have been 35 degrees Celsius, and, I had stripped my shirt off. The barn boss was giving me the eye over. I could tell, but ignored it, as, I was confused about me liking guys or girls. I had a job at hand, to lead the bull calves into the pen, while another guy banded their balls and they were cut off. If this was not enough, they were branded and let free in their holding pen. I was doing this all day, and, was getting thirsty. At lunchtime, the barn boss said the owner wanted to speak with me, as, he would not have the chance tomorrow. The boss and another very muscled man led me to his office. They never left my side, and, as we talked, the owner talked again of me staying, and, living on the farm on a permanent basis. I did not want to piss him off, as, he still owed me cash. When I refused, the two men grabbed me and dragged me out to a room in the barn. They chained my feet spread eagle to the floor. I was spread ass up over a metal table. My hands pointing straight out in front of me tied very tightly by ropes. I did not know what hit me. They cut off my clothes. I felt awkward strained there naked. I screamed, then, I was beat hardly for that, and, a gag was shoved into my mouth. They moved me slightly and started shaving my nuts, cock and ass. I was totally smooth. The shaving turned me on, and, I had a large hard on. The rough guys were laughing about my erection and stuff, saying it was worthless to get turned on, as, I would be the one being used. Just then, the owner came in and gave a nod of approval about my position. He said I would make a good house and barn boy. I had no idea how serious this was to be. He started rubbing me, and, paid attention to my smooth boyish cock and balls. He was tugging on my balls too. He came right up to my ear and whispered in my ear, boy, I can't let you go, you are going to be my boy for as long as you turn me on, working at my farm to serve me in work and in pleasure. That freaked me out, I had no idea of what they were doing. As I was totally distracted by the owner, one of the brutes put a searing hot brand on my left ass cheek. I was crying in pain. The owner told me he was proud of me. My ass now had the word slave on it for as long as I lived. I started to cry, begging for mercy. They untied me, then standing me up tying my hands to a hook on the ceiling making sure I was tight, they put a bar between my ankles. My naked cock and balls felt vulnerable. One of the men said they would do me a favor, they wanted me to have no more sperm inside of me, and, they would suck me off, as, it would rid me of the need to cum, have sex, or disobey. I started thrashing around, knowing I would soon no longer be a man, a man of 19 years with a long life ahead of me. Instead, I would be modified intro someones object of pleasure. My nuts were not used to the sensation of being licked, as they were extra smooth. He was rubbing my nuts and sucking my cock. Even the stinging of the brand was going away. I was in bliss. I did not notice the fact that the owner was getting his knives ready. I felt myself getting close to shooting. Then he stopped started etc. I was nearly ready to beg for release, but, I knew, shortly after, I would lose my nuts and its sack. Suddenly, the man relentlessly sucked me off, as my nuts pulled into my body, ready for the last cum of my lifetime, the owner sliced off my bag. I was cumming rapidly as he sliced. I screamed in pain. Another guy pulled up with a branding iron temperature tool to stop bleeding. Ever since, I have no hope of escape, I am chained everywhere I go. I wear a collar, and, am to never leave the farm, if I do, and am found, my cock will be cut off. Often, I am gang raped, forced to suck 15 guys, being fucked by them afterwards. I am slowly adjusting to my new life as someones sex toy.