Chapter 47 - The Beer Fountain

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.