Walking in the parking lot of Target, i am grabbed from behind, thrown into a minivan, kidnapped and taken to a remote farm, where no one could hear anything coming from it. Taken into the barn, stripped naked, at which point my hole is cleaned out by experts in the field of rectal and colonoscopy. When they are satisfied that i'm cleaned out completely, i am then put into a leather sling and finally am restrained into said sling.

I then feel a hand caressing my body, and then a hand full of lube being shoved up in to my man pussy. i am then inform by one of my captors that they are going to be leaving the barn for a few moments and that i will be alone. BUT they are also under instructions to start the destruction of my hole.

i then hear the sound of casters rolling towards me, and the sound of a motor starting up.

Suddenly, i feel the head of a dildo being placed at the entrance of my hole and then pushed in.

i scream at the intrusion of the large cock that was just shoved into my hole. And then the ecstasy as the movement of the fuck machine was increased to somewhere around 25 strokes a minute.

And as suddenly as the dildo was shoved into my hole, i feel someone grab my arm, and place a rubber tie band on my bicep and its tied tight. i am told that there will be a little prick and a little warmth.. but that i would enjoy what followed totally.

And then there it is.. the prick i was told i would feel... and then the warmth.. followed by the buzz that sent me thru the moons of pluto and back ... my eyes were bouncing off the inside of my head... i was slowly given a slam of 1.5. Done in half increments. .75 slam done as soon as the needle found its mark in my arm. i felt the hands holding my arm let go, and i was immediately ordered to NOT move my arm for any reason.

Approximately 5 minutes later, i feel a hand grab my arm yet again, and push the plunger down into the syringe for the rest of the big slam.

The fuck machine was then turned up to a higher stroke rate of over 70... and it was then pushed closer to me for a deeper stroke intrusion into my anal cavity. About that time even through my buzz, i could hear the sounds of motorcycles pulling up outside. And the voices of men entering the barn in groups. i hear some of them shouting at others outside "Hurry up guys... the pussy hole is here, and bring in those kegs.. lets get this party started!"

i hear the sounds of 2 big barrels being rolled into the barn space where my captives have me, obviously out in the middle of the space where any and everyone can watch, or have their way.

Then out of no where, i have someone touching my legs, groin, crotch, belly, chest, face... and a voice in my ear.. "boy, your pussy hole is ours. All 80 of us are horny fucking men and we're going to have our way with you anytime of day or night for the next however long it takes for all of us to get our fill of your hole. Not that it matters, boy, but simply put, get ready for the ride of your life, cause by the time its all done, boy... you'll be begging for more."

Suddenly the fuck machine is taken out of my hole. It had left my pig man kunt gaping open and it stayed open. Then the cold air is replaced by warm liquid. Not just any liquid.. but piss. And i hear a man sighing in relief of his bladder being emptied. The fuck machine had left my hole so gaping, that when he put his cock into my hole, i barely felt his cock touch my ass ring. The man then hollered out to the rest of the men in the barn area... "This hole is ready boys... its wide open and extremely deep. Let the parTy begin. " He said as i hear his voice fade away. He was walking away.

And the invasion begins. the feel of a hand on my legs, rubbing up and down my thighs. The hands then start fingering my hole.. i feel a big ball of cold lube being shoved into me, followed by a hand... and then the friction started. This mans hands and arms were covered in extremely coarse hair. The orgasms started at that moment. i did not cum, but i did have multiple anal and full body orgasms. i had guessed that when i was placed into the sling, that it was sometime in the mid to late afternoon. i lost track of where i was when they put me in that van and blind folded me. i lost track of time as i never wear a watch, i am not sure as to what time it is at this point in time. It was around 1 in the afternoon when i was grabbed in the Target parking lot as i was walking back towards home at the back of the store.

The partying went on and on, non stop, for hours no end. my hole and throat were used deeply and widely by one man after another. And sometimes, i had a cock in my mouth, pissing, and 2 men fisting my hole at the same time. At one time i think i had 2 mens hands and someone elses cock. my hole was dripping cum and piss, but they kept filing me up, and then shoving their hands & arms bicep deep in my hole.

I was given a small rest of what seemed like only minutes. But my captors told me i'd been sleeping for almost hours. i was told by one of my captor that i was a beast, and that i never stopped begging for more for nearly 28 hours.. it was then that i felt an ice cold liquid being poured into my gaping hole... and the familiar buzz of getting drunk. Someone was pouring a beer into my hole. What i didn't know was that someone else was blowing finely crushed T of an amount of a .10 into my hole with a straw... into the beer. And yet again, i feel a hand shove its way deep into my hole mixing and pushing the beer deeper into my gut.

The buz of being drunk turns into the buz and the start of a flight with some T. Suddenly, my left arm is grabbed, and without a tie off, i'm given a slam of a 60. And as the slam is being given, a fist pounds its way deep into my hole opening me repeatedly for deeper and deeper advances into my gut..............

For days on end, the group of men have their sordid ways with my holes, and i survived it all by drinking piss and cum night and day.. including my own.

Then one morning, all i hear is birds chirping... no laughter, no screaming, yelling or even other men being fucked. Just birds. And then the door of the barn is opened.. and i then hear only one set of foot steps walking across the floor of the barn. i feel the hands of a very strong man taking my feet out of the stirrups and placed on the chains of the sling. i am told to NOT move my feet. He then comes up and undoes the restraints on my wrists and my collar.

He then goes back to between my legs. i know this as i feel the hair of his body brush against my thighs. Then arms wrap around my body and under my head. Pulling me up to an upright sitting position. And as my legs are lowered to the ground, hairy muscular arms pull me into his chest and hold me. And then his voice, strong, yet soft in a whisper, " I'm proud of you boy. I've been watching the entire time you've been here in this barn and in this sling. I didn't think you could do it. Amazing that for 18 days of sex and only 4 days of sleep in between, dripping cum and piss and beer, slammed repeatedly over the time frame with the best T money can buy. All in all, boy, you were given a total of at least 3 8 balls between the slams and clouds blown into your hole as well as the booty bumps that were sprinkled into the liquids that were sprayed in. Last night, your hole was gaping wide enough to put a regulation foot ball in it, which i thought I saw someone put in it and pull it back out.. but now, all your hole looks like is a big set of puffy pussy lips." i reply back to him... "thank you Sir, for your soothing words. But my man kunt feels so empty. i just feel so weird without my hole being used after, what did you say? 18 days.

The man speaks into my ear again as he carries me in both arms to a van outside, "Boy, i watched as your hole was literally raped by a fuck machine and a dildo that was 11" diameter & 28" long. I watched as they turned the speed of it up to a stroke level of 78, and then as they pushed it in further for you to open up deeper. I was a bit worried when they gave you that stereo slam, boy, but god damn, you soared higher than an eagle and begged for more day in and day out. Your hole was used at least 3 times by each of the 80 men that was here.

At this point, i hear a door slide open. i am placed on a bed in the back of the van. i ask "Where are you taking me Sir?". No answer. Door slides shut, slams and locks. Silence.

Then i hear the drivers door open, keys jingling, ignition starting, and movement. Again, i ask, "Where are you taking me Sir?, Please Sir. tell me where we're going."

His voice breaks the silence with simply the words, "home, I'm taking you home boy. Home where you belong."

The van stops rocking back and forth as we hit pavement. i hear the sound of the freeway ribbs on the road with their familiar pattern. And the sound of that pattern puts me to sleep.

I wake, and the van is not moving. Outside, silence other than the sound of local traffic of the town that i supposedly live in. But upon being able to clear my eyes, and vision, i don't recognize anything. Then i feel a vibration under my left ass cheek. its a phone. The voice on the phone sounded familiar. "Are you awake boy? Are you ok? Are you hungry & would you like to come into your house?" The questions came thru in rapid fire.. one after another, and i was never really given a chance to answer any one of them. But when the silence became deafening, i simply answered, "yes Sir, to all of the above, but i don't now where i'm at Sir.. this is not my home.

Where are we?"

Again the mans voice said "You're where you belong boy, at home. With me, your Master & Daddy." i start to cry at the words that i longed so long to hear. and as i fall apart in the back of the van, the door opens and hands reach in and pull me towards a shirtless muscular and extremely hairy body. Yet the leather biker cap is still hiding his face. Except for the full beard. He picks me up, drapes me over his left shoulder, closes the door to the van, sets the alarm, and goes up a big flight of steps. i count them as we go up, and as we reach the top, i counted 29 steps. And that's when i saw the view. We were on the top of a hill, and the city lights were as far as the eye could see. Yet it wasn't noisy. Then a light came on as we walked further up a slight incline casting a long shadow behind the bear that was carrying me like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder.

We stopped... i tried to look around and in front of the bear, only to get my ass smacked, and him saying "Be still boy. Don't make me drop you. I do not want to hurt you, at least not yet." he said with a smile in his voice. The tone in his voice had become more and more loving, caring. We walk into the door and i'm told to put the blind fold that is hanging on the door on my face. He had a surprise for me. i did as told. When he was satisfied that i had done so correctly, we continued thru the house. The steps of his big booted feet got quiet, as we transitioned from one room to another. we stopped in the middle of a big room. i did not feel any door jams that we could have gone thru to another room. Or hear the sound of an archway as we would have walked thru one. What i did feel was the airflow of a ceiling fan. "Sir," i said. "boy is cold."

Ok boy, I will take care of that as soon as i put you down on this seat." he said with a caring and loving tone in his voice. As i felt him bend over and take me off his shoulder, he then asked me if i was comfortable.

I was shivering, and he saw it. Next thing i know, i'm being wrapped in a blanket. And the air flow from the ceiling fan slowed. And quick as he was across the room taking care of the ceiling fan, he's back in front of me, rubbing the hair on my head.

He then asks me, "Boy, are you ready to see your home and your owners face?"

And without hesitation, my answer was a very resounding "Yes Sir, Please Sir may boy see"

I hesitated for only a second... "may boy see his new home and his SIRS face. boy wants to see the rest of the face that's attached to the thick beard he saw moments ago."

Before the blind fold was removed, my hand is grabbed, and something put into it. "That's the remote to the lights boy, The lights are down a lot.. So you aren't blinded by the lights when the blind fold comes off."

"Thank you Sir", is all i said.

Suddenly, and without warning, the blind fold is removed. Allowing my eyes to adjust to the light, i did not see my bear. He had walked away across the room and sat in a large chair. As i scanned my eyes around the room, i start to realize that i'm in a dungeon space. St. Andrews cross, sling, bondage table, cage, rim chair, fisting bench... even an operating table and a dentist chair. And it was then that i noticed that my Bear was sitting in the dentist chair. i remembered the remote in my hand and without even looking, i touched the correct button to turn the lights up. As i did so, i could see his shape. Muscular, extremely hairy. At least a 17" neck and 18" arms. He was sitting so guessing at the legs and waist, i could not venture a guess. As i started walking towards him, and got half way to him from where i started, he stood up.

"HOLY FUCK ME DADDY!!" i said as he stood to a towering 6'8" tall. And he was wearing nothing but a pair of leather pants and boots. Had a riding crop in his left hand. There was a 36 tail suede flogger hanging on the left side of his pants and it barely touched the floor.

His reply was simply, "Soon enough boy, soon enough. Now are you going to come over here and greet your Daddy properly, or do I have to remind you the hard way?

As i continue across the room, i start lowering myself to crawling on my hands and knees. By the time i got to him, i was down on all 4's. And with all the pomp and circumstance i could pull off without it looking cheesy... i licked his right boot and then His left boot. It was at that point, that i felt the collar placed on my neck, and the buckle was put in place and a padlock was placed on the collar.

"Click" was the only sound that the pad lock made. And then the jingling of his keys, as they were clipped onto his belt loop. And gently his voice broke the silence of the room, and then i heard someone say "Aaaawwwww." and the voice was coming from behind me. We weren't alone. As i started to turn around, Master grabbed me by my collar and held the collar in place. Slowly lifting me up off the floor, i kept my gaze slightly down, but forward enough that the powerful shape and power of the man i now called Daddy, or Master depending on where we were or the event we were at. And then i saw his face for the 1st time. i saw the face of the man that owned me. Full beard piercing green eyes, high cheek bones, reddish blond hair, and a smile that would START a clock simply by looking at it. The man was drop dead gorgeous. And finally for the 1st time, i hear his voice in full power as he said to me, "Welcome home boy. You are now standing in your domain. This dungeon is your bedroom & play room. No one can ever take what you see in here away from you, not even myself. Now, do you still have the remote in your hand boy?" he asked.

"yes Sir", i replied quickly.

"Good, " he continued, "Press the blue button twice, and the red button once, then the black button once in that order boy. Lets get your home coming party started."

I cocked my head to the side a little as would any dog wondering what was going on, but did as i was told. Blue, blue, red, black. All of a sudden dance music filled the air, and the lights turn into a party room. Suddenly there was 60 or more people in the room. And just as quick, is when i noticed the smell. i recognized that smell. The smell was that of the 80 bikers that used me for so many days. Suddenly, i knew i was safe.

I was collared and owned by a truly caring and loving Master Daddy, i had a home and my own play space dungeon, and my first friends/family was the biker club that my Master let use me in that barn.

I found the sling, climbed into it while shoving some lube up in my hole at the same time, and gave a yell out for an ADMIN and my SIRS paws to be at the ready. The party went on for 2 days. Slamming, snorting, fucking & fisting, WS, toys and so much more. And as it turns out, the biker group, had every one of the medical specialist i needed, and i'd never have to go to a doc office again, unless i got sick.. my docs would do house calls.

This isn't the end.. but simply the beginning of whats to be the greatest dream come true ever wished by a boy who'd been hurt for so many years by so many other.