Maybe it was the full moon. Maybe
there was something in the air. But the castle courtyard was not the
only place that night to experience godless and drunken debauchery.
Young Will had started life in a hovel before being given a brief
glimpse of the lives of royalty and the nobility. However, the
pageantry and gorgeous finery of Castle Montford were for him now but
a distant memory: his new home was the filthy, stinking barn that was
Lunk’s lair.
The presence of the various Dunchester
merchants at the castle had afforded Lunk and his gang of reprobates
a prime opportunity to break in and burglarise their homes. Their
cache of furs, jewels and gold coins were slung carelessly in the
corner of the barn, and the bandits were making very free with the
alcohol they had appropriated from their victims’ wine cellars.
Will sat quietly, tethered as ever to
the iron ring fixed to the wall of the barn. He felt more animal than
human now. The tattered shreds of his fine blue tights had long ago
been ripped from his body. He was completely naked. His blond hair
fell into his eyes and his flesh bore the bruises of Lunk’s callous
brutality. He tried to remain in the shadows. Experience had taught
him that if he could remain silent and forgotten about, there was
more likelihood of the gang slipping into a drunken stupor and
leaving him in peace. If not, he would be guaranteed a relentless
merry-go-round of being abused and fucked until the sun rose and he
lay there, sore and aching, with a dozen different men’s semen
seeping out of his raw backside. And what was worst of all was that
deep down a part of him that he could not hope to comprehend, enjoyed
the rough treatment at the hands of the gang of thieves.
However, it seemed that tonight was
not destined to be a quiet night.
One of the brutes loomed over Will.
“And how is Lunk’s plaything this evening?” he said.
This was Ebony: his skin as black as
his name suggested. He was tall – though not as tall as the
monstrous Lunk – and lean and muscular in his robber’s leather
jerkin and trousers. Many a time Will had been relentlessly speared
on Ebony’s swollen cock. He bent down to hiss into Will’s ear:
“One of these days, boy, I’m going to steal you from Lunk and
you’re going to be all mine. My little bitch slave. And oh boy,
I’ll fuck you morning, noon and night. And you’ll be begging me
to stop, boy. But it won’t do you no good...”
Ebony reached between Will’s
muscular thighs and squeezed the lad’s aching bollocks. “Jesus,
how long have you had that metal thing on your cock now, slut? You
must be soooo desperate to come...”
Will gulped and nodded. He spent every
waking hour thinking of nothing else but his poor, throbbing balls.
They were now so sensitive, the slightest touch threatened to send
his penis into spasm, but the cruelty of the cock cage always
prevented the desired-for erection and denied him that long-awaited
release.
Ebony lifted the chastity device –
Will’s wretched pecker imprisoned within – into his broad palm
and inspected it closely. “I could get this off you pretty easily,
you know, bitch,” he remarked casually.
A wild hope leapt in Will’s heart.
“Really?! Could you?” he gasped.
“Of course. I can pick any lock
there is. This one isn’t so hard.” He smirked. “If you take my
meaning.”
“Please,” begged Will, “My balls
ache so much. It’s all I can think of! I’ll do anything...”
“Ha! What can you possibly give me
that I couldn’t just take from you straight away?”
Will’s heart sank. It was true. He
was no better than a tethered animal, naked and friendliness, and
without a possession in the world. He had nothing to bargain with. He
looked over Ebony’s shoulder to see the robbers gleefully counting
their loot.
“Then again,” whispered Ebony. “It
might be fun for me to jerk off your little cock for you. A reward
for all the nights of pleasure I’ve had from using your hole...”
Will could hardly dare dream that his
cock might finally be released from the chastity device which Raymond
had fixed to his groin all those months ago.
“Oh please, Ebony,” he murmured.
“Please...”
The robber withdrew a small leather
wallet from his jerkin, and with no hesitation selected one of the
many needle-like devices from within. After only a few seconds of
wiggling the pick into the chastity cage’s lock, Will heard the
joyous click which told him the lock had been sprung. He was free!
“I told you that I could do it
easily, boy...”
Ebony began to slide the metal
cylinder off Will’s cock and finally, after all these long,
torturous weeks, Will felt cool fresh air against the delicate flesh
of his suffering prick. It began to stiffen almost immediately in
anticipation of being allowed to release that torrent of cum that had
been building in his balls for so, so long.
And then, quick as a flash, Will felt
his cock being encased once again inside the instrument of torture,
and heard the ominous click of the lock sealing him inside once more.
“Nooooo!!!” he howled in despair.
“Ha!” laughed Ebony. “The look
on your face! You get nothing for nothing in this world, bitch! When
you have something worth bargaining with – then we’ll see if I
feel like setting your cock free for some action...”
Will’s anguished cry had captured
the attention of Lunk and the other rogues.
“Lunk’s toy!” bellowed the
giant.
“Hey, Lunk,” said Ebony. “I was
just thinking – we should share some of this booze with the
fucktoy, don’t you think? It’s only fair to let him have his part
of the spoils, after all.”
“What you mean?” replied Lunk.
“Untie him and hand him to me, and
I’ll show you.”
Will was untethered and shoved over to
the black robberman. He, in turn, passed the naked lad to two other
members of the rough gang. “Turn the bitch upside down!” he
ordered.
Lunk began to laugh in anticipation of
the impending fun. “What you going do with Lunk’s pet?”
Ebony reached down for a large bottle
of beer as Will found himself spun into the air. The two robbers
grabbed an ankle each and Will immediately felt the blood start to
rush to his head.
“Get his legs apart!” ordered
Ebony as he began to shake the beer bottle vigorously.
“Please – “ murmured Will as his
legs were spread so that his body was forced to adopt a ‘Y’
shape.
“Let’s give you a nice long drink
of cool beer...” said Ebony. And in a trice, he removed the cork
stopper from the neck of the beer bottle, and just as rapidly,
upended the glass bottle and shoved it into Will’s unprotected
anus.
“Noooooo!” cried Will at the
shocking invasion, the blunt bottle neck forced a couple of inches
into his dry rectum. The ice cold liquid shot into his body, the
bubbling fluid gushing deep inside, aided by gravity, as it gurgled
into him. The catcalls of the robbers rang in his ears as Ebony began
a running commentary on the level of the beer in the glass bottle.
“That’s nearly half of it gone
already! Jesus, the slut’s ass must have been thirsty. Look at how
that beer has flooded straight into him! He’s just guzzling it
right up! That feel good, bitch? Taking that booze up your asshole?”
Ebony peered more closely at the level
of the fluid.
“Ah what a shame! Now, it seems like
you’ve slowed down. Are you abusing our generous hospitality?! Come
on now, slut, it would be rude of you not to drink it all, don’t
you think, fellers?”
Ebony grasped the upturned bottle and,
keeping its aperture lodged firmly inside Will’s arse, began to
shake it again so that more of its fizzing contents shot into Will’s
anal passage. Will tried to struggle as the bitter liquid stang his
insides but there was no escape from the powerful grip of the thugs
holding him tight.
“Less than a quarter left!”
declared Ebony as he wiggled the bottle inside Will’s hole. “Take
it all now, boy! Come on!”
The final dregs of the beer flowed
into Will’s back passage, and almost immediately, his guts began to
grumble at the pressure of having to contain the gassy fluid. Will
knew he should by now be used to being used as an object of pure
entertainment by the thuggish robbers, but each fresh humiliation
still somehow managed to affect him. In spite of all he had endured
in the past year, here he was: naked, immobile, dangled upside down
by his ankles and at the mercy of a gang of brutes as an empty beer
bottle protruded obscenely and humiliatingly from his ass, its icy
contents having flooded inside him.
Ebony yanked the bottle free of Will’s
hole, and with two thick fingers began to probe at his victim’s
puckered opening. Will wanted to protest at the rough handling of his
anus but he knew better than to complain, so he merely stifled his
pained gasp.
“Ha!” laughed Ebony. “I can spy
all the cheap booze swirling around inside you, bitch boy!”
“Give him another bottle!”
“Yeah get him really pissed!”
A second bottle was shaken so its
contents fizzed and in it went in the self-same way as the first,
turned upside down and rammed unceremoniously into Will’s poor bum.
Drunk and aroused, Ebony was more brutal this time and he began to
fuck Will vigorously with the bottle’s thick neck, causing the
searing beer to shoot inside the boy. Back and forth, back and forth
went the green bottle: the fatal combination of liquid and air
causing Will’s belly to swell and distend. As the gas built inside
him, Will could not help but unleash a thunderous belch.
“What a pig!”
“Yeah – mind your manners, bitch
boy!”
The alcohol was starting to make him
feel woozy – not helped by the fact that the blood had rushed to
his head due to his uncomfortable upside-down position.
“There you go!” declared Ebony at
last. “Two whole bottles of beer poured inside the slut’s chute!”
And he pulled the second bottle from Will’s poor arse hole and
threw it into the corner of the barn.
Will’s guts churned in turmoil and
he was overcome by the desperate urge to expel the liquid from his
bowels.
As if reading his mind, Ebony taunted
him: “Now don’t you go spilling a drop of that fine booze, bitch!
We’ve been generous enough to share our ale with you. You’ll be
in trouble if you leak even a drop!”
By now, Will had plenty of experience
of trying to squeeze his rosebud hole as tight as possible to try and
contain within him whatever liquid had been intrusively forced
inside. But the bubbly gas of the beer swilling inside him made this
even harder than usual. A sudden cramp hit him, and he could only
imagine the intense relief and satisfaction he would feel at being
given permission to expel the ale from his butt. His breathing came
more rapidly and Ebony noticed the agonised expression cross Will’s
face.
“Ooooh,” cooed the robber. “Are
you cramping, bitch?” And he slapped Will’s bloated belly.
“That’s gotta hurt, eh?!”
Will gritted his teeth as the sweat
dripped from his brow and landed on the ground.
“Please,” he whimpered. “Please
let me down so I can go to the toilet...”
“What do you think, fellers?”
cried Ebony to his inebriated colleagues. ‘Shall we let the naked
little bitch release all that lovely beer sloshing around inside
him?!”
Ebony began to fumble with the crotch
of his trousers. “Or maybe I should give him something else to
drink...”
More catcalls erupted from the thugs
as Ebony released his veiny prick from his pants. Already semi-hard,
it bobbed threateningly as he approached Will. “Lift him up
higher!”
Laughter ringing in Will’s ears, he
found himself being hoisted higher in the air, so he was now grabbed
round his thighs. This meant that his mouth was now positioned level
with Ebony’s black cock. Will spotted Lunk away to one side: his
putative master gorging himself on wine and meat stolen from their
latest raid. These days, Lunk occasionally expressed proprietorial
feelings towards his pet, but it was clear to Will that the novelty
of owning a cute boy slave was beginning to fade. Will wondered with
trepidation what that might mean for his future.
However, he did not have the luxury of
contemplating that prospect for very long. A fresh cramp hit him in
the stomach, and his head swam with the pain and the intoxication of
the alcohol coursing through his blood. However, he soon had other
things on his mind.
“Suck on my dick, faggot,” ordered
Ebony, and in one swift, thrusting movement, he plunged his throbbing
cock between Will’s plump pink lips.
Will gagged as the thick head of the
bandit’s penis disappeared down the back of his throat. He was
overwhelmed by sensations: the blood rushing to his head as he
dangled upside down, the long-familiar ache in his balls and painful
constriction of his cock within its cage, the bloated booze
tormenting his poor belly and the simultaneous fight to squeeze his
ass muscles tight and keep the bubbling fluid inside him, and now the
musky scent of Ebony’s crotch against his nostrils, as drool began
to emerge from his plugged mouth.
Just when he thought Ebony intended to
suffocate him, the thief withdrew his cock, leaving Will gasping for
air.
“Mmmm, you learned well at the
castle, sucking off all those rich lords in their fancy tights,
bitchboy... You get that tongue to work now and suck my cock like
your life depended on it. Who knows? Maybe it will!”
Will tried his hardest to please,
slavering over the unwelcome and brutal intruder, swirling his tongue
round the thick trunk of Ebony’s dick, and lapping at the sensitive
flesh of the robber’s cockhead. But Ebony had no time for Will’s
attempts at delicacy. The thief slipped his hand into his pocket,
extracted a little glass vial, and uncorked it. Barely pausing from
pounding his genitals into Will’s mouth, Ebony inhaled a long
draught from the potion.
Will caught a whiff of the aroma and
was instantly transported to the first time he had ever inhaled the
scent: back in Alexander’s chambers a whole year ago: when he had
been dressed in hose, tied up and fucked for the very first time. He
remembered how the Chief Steward had forced the potion on him and how
it had turned him into a horny, rutting animal. How he wished Ebony
would share the potion with him now, and transport him – for
however brief a time – from this hellish and painful predicament.
But the thief clearly had no intention of being so generous. And Will
was now experienced enough to recognise the signs of the potion
taking effect.
Ebony’s eyes seemed to flash red,
his breathing became faster, and his thrusting cock became even
faster, harder, more desperate.
“Take my dong, bitch!” gasped
Ebony. “I’m using you, raping your slave mouth with my monster
cock. And don’t you love it, slut?! That’s all you’re good for!
To be dangled upside down, with a real man’s cock in your mouth.
Your own little pecker all caged and useless. And your ass filled to
the brim with ice cold beer... Bet that must feel soooo humiliating!”
Ebony paused and withdrew his
rampaging manmeat. He aimed a firm slap at Will’s distended belly.
“Ahhhh!” cried Will as a cramp hit
him.
“Yeah, bet that really hurts, bitch,
doesn’t it! You must want to let all that beer out sooo badly!”
“Please, Sir,” begged Will.
“PLEASE!!!”
Ebony looked round the circle at his
compadres. Then he sniggered. “Yeah I reckon we could use the
entertainment. When I say so – and not a second sooner – you’re
gonna squeeze your ass muscles and spray all that beer into the air.
We’re gonna have ourselves our own special water feature, mates!
Our very own beer fountain!”
Will felt sick. The idea of being
forced to void himself of the beer in such an obscene and degrading
way was truly horrible. Why then, did his poor encaged cock twitch at
the prospect? He was in no doubt that had it not been locked into the
chastity device, it would now be stiffening at the prospect of the
beer enema being eliminated from his body in such a public and
humiliating manner. But for now, the joyful notion of being allowed
to expel the gassy ale from his belly overcame all other emotions.
Ebony had grasped his long cock in his
right hand and was now wanking it furiously, Will’s drool clinging
to it like lubricant.
The pressure in Will’s stomach was
building and he fought desperately not to allow the beer inside him
to leak before he was given permission to expel. He could only hope
that Ebony would cum before too long.
The thief’s teeth gleamed white in
an evil grin as he tugged vigorously at his cock. “Not just yet,
boy! Not just yet!”
The band of robbers, Lunk included,
began a slow hand clap as Ebony showed signs of reaching climax. His
broad chest heaved, his breath became faster and shallower, and then
just as he approached orgasm he screamed the blessed instructions
that Will had been longing for: “Shoot that beer out of your ass,
boy! Let’s see you become a human beer fountain!!”
Will did not need to be told twice.
The sheer relief of being allowed to evacuate his bowels! He squeezed
his ass muscles and, instantaneously, a geyser of beer erupted from
his swollen boy hole.
The bandits gawped as the fluid shot
several feet into the air, seemed to hang for a split second,
motionless in the night sky, and then inevitably spattered to the
ground. The beer, warmed from its time inside Will’s body, splashed
down onto his naked flesh, hitting his tormented limbs and torso. And
at the same time, streams of thick gloopy semen sprayed from Ebony’s
cock, hitting Will’s chest and face.
Instinctively, Will screwed up his
eyes and mouth, but as the ale continued to erupt intermittently from
his arse, he could not avoid being soaked head to toe in the stale
beer and Ebony’s hot cum. It dripped from his eyelashes and into
his hair.
Finally, the thieves holding on to his
legs released their grip and his body was allowed to fall to the
ground. Ebony placed a well aimed boot at the boy’s arse as Will
lay there, utterly exhausted, coated in beer and cum, belching boozy
burps from one end, still spurting occasional shots of beer from the
other.
