Face Fuck – Test #1
The Trainer collapsed onto 425’s back in exhaustion and after-sex fulfillment. 425 groaned as his shoulder joints once again were further wrenched in their sockets. The Trainer holding his head against His stomach, moved slightly away from 425, showing His renewed state of intense arousal. He took His cock in one hand and started to wipe it across 425’s face: up and down his cheeks, across his forehead, into his eyes, and, finally, against the slave’s tightly sealed lips. The Trainer knew from the slave contract that 425 had not authorized any face fucking. All at the camp had to respect that, but it was a clear objective to break 425’s resolve and have him begging to take Alpha Male cock in the mouth. The methodology was simple: pain and more pain. Eventually he would break; they all do. In the meantime, however, They would taunt 425, prep him psychologically for his eventual breakdown.
“Don’t want It in the mouth, do you, slave boy?” the Trainer jeered. “Open up for Daddy. You know you want it!”
425 kept his resolve and refused to open his lips. His face glistened with streaks of precum from the Trainer’s Alpha Male dick.
The Man smiled wickedly as He forced 425’s face upwards. “Not to worry, boy,” the Trainer said quietly. “We have it all worked out for you. A few more pain sessions and you’ll be begging for it!”
The other Trainer looked at His watch. “Johnny, it’s late. Let’s get this scum bag to bed so we can hit the bar for some happy time!” He pulled out of the slave’s asshole with a plopping sound.
425’s head was dropped and the Trainers slowly unhitched him from his bent-over position. 425 winced and groaned as his arms were lowered.
One of the Trainers looked over at me. “I guess you wanted to fuck him, too,” He said. I nodded in reply. “That’ll have to wait until tomorrow. I’m bushed and we need to lock the boy up for the night. Sorry, chief,” He added
There’s wasn’t anything I could do at this point. Observers went into this knowing that permission to fuck the slaves was entirely in the hands of the Trainers. But, we also knew it would happen eventually.