A young runaway in africa(extreme story)

Pervert tales
Kyle didn't realise it was raining cats and dogs until 
the mall was closing; it was pitch dark and pouring when 
the teenager stepped outside, shivering as the wind 
whipped gusts of spray around under the side entrance 
canopy. He turned around to pound on the door, but the 
security rent-a-cop was nowhere in sight and more lights 
flicked off inside even as he watched. The boy's 
shoulder length hair flicked round his sagging shoulders 
as he tried to figure out whom he could call for a ride 
and where he would spend the night.
 
After tonight�s ultimate screaming match with Aunt Jay, 
and sneaking out to run away, Kyle knew Auntie Jay was 
guaranteed to be pissed off to the max. Despite years of 
reasoning, pleading and whining, Kyle couldn't convince 
Aunt Jay to let him out of the damned all-boys Christian 
private school, and living with his maiden aunt's 
constant nagging and control was getting to be a real 
drag. With no dating except for goofy school dances with 
chaperones everywhere and only prudish bible-bashing 
girls invited to the dippy dances, Kyle felt all revved 
up with no place to go. 

Auntie Jay had raised Kyle after his mom and dad were 
killed in a plane crash when Kyle was only three, and 
Jay always seemed to find ways to remind the boy of the 
sacrifices she'd made raising his sister's little boy, 
like Auntie had given up her whole life for Kyle's sake. 
Looking at how much insurance money she'd gotten control 
of, Kyle thought, it was hard to see where any sacrifice 
had come into the picture. Certainly neither Kyle nor 
Aunt Jay had ever lacked for anything for as far back as 
the teenager could remember.

The only thing the angry boy knew for sure was that he 
wasn't going back; even if he called and apologised and 
begged to come home he'd get told to walk back in the 
rain anyhow, so why call up to get bitched out all over 
again. I'll be eighteen years old in a few months, he 
thought angrily, and I can't drive, I can't pick my own 
clothes, I can't pick my own friends, I can't date. I�m 
fit and strong, with a body girls would like if I could 
only meet some. I look fucking cool in my surf stuff or 
my baseball kit, and except for the drawings in the 
biology text and checking out a Playboy magazine at 
Jonny's house, I�ve never seen a girl without clothes 
on. 

I've had it, he told himself angrily, I want more and I 
deserve more. I'm smart and cool and ready and I want 
some excitement, some adventure in my life. I want to go 
places and see things, to learn about life for real, not 
this sanitised and disinfected and Christian bullshit 
crap Auntie wants to hand me. I want to meet people and 
have exciting things happen to me. Maybe I could become 
famous even. Maybe someone will spot my good looks and 
get me into the movies. But most of all I want to have 
sex - I want to screw like a wild animal! 

Living with my aunt is like being a captive in my own 
house and I'm fed up; I'll find someplace to stay where 
people aren't always telling me what to do and how to 
act. To hell with Auntie and all her paranoia and 
control; I'll find someplace where people will 
appreciate me and teach me and give me a chance to 
really develop my real potential, however and whatever 
it is.

Jamming his hands in the pockets of his skimpy 
windbreaker, the shivering teen braced himself to step 
out into the downpour. Goosebumps were already climbing 
up his thighs under his shorts, in thirty seconds he'd 
be soaked to the skin, a real bummer since he'd 
celebrated his decision to run away by boosting some new 
underwear from the mall. The Calvin Klein boxers were 
kind of expensive and sexy things he always wanted and 
old maid Aunt Jay refused to buy or even allow Kyle to 
buy when he earned his own money. 

Kyle could just imagine getting undressed in front of 
somebody and seeing the look on their face when they saw 
his meaty cock framed in his new shorts, just below his 
nicely developing six-pack. Bracing himself, the boy 
took a deep breath; he was ready to plunge across the 
huge empty parking lot to the pay phones when an old 
panel van cruised over to the curb and stopped beside 
him. 

A stocky young man with a crew-cut and a red trucker 
shirt cranked down the driver side window and said, 
"Need a ride somewhere, buddy?"

"God yes, you're a lifesaver, I was gonna phone my aunt 
and beg forgiveness, she'd shit if he knew I was here," 
Kyle replied, "I knew she wouldn't pick me up and I was 
gonna have to walk and I'd get washed down a storm drain 
and disappear forever. Which way you headed?"

"I thought I was supposed to ask where you're headed," 
the trucker at the wheel said with a laugh, "I'm headed 
where it's warm and dry, where do you wanna be on a 
night like this? The passenger side door handle doesn't 
work, just catch that side cargo door and jump in before 
you get soaked."

The side door scraped along the slide-track as Kyle 
jerked back on the handle; he barely noticed there was 
no dome light on as he plunged inside. The shivering boy 
had only a brief glimpse of the dark interior, curtains 
just behind the front seats, before a huge muscled black 
guy came out of the darkness and grabbed his collar. 
Kyle tried to strike his assailant but the man was huge, 
and far stronger than the young teen. As one thick arm 
wrapped round the struggling boy another clasped a wet 
rag to Kyle�s face. As Kyle struggled and strained he 
inhaled through the rag. His strength failed him, and he 
sagged like a rag doll in the big man�s arms. Kyle 
vaguely heard the sliding door slam, and he flopped 
helplessly on the floor as the van pulled quietly out of 
the parking lot.
 
It was pitch dark in the back of the van and the stunned 
teenager could hardly make out anything in the dim glow 
of streetlights from the windshield. His body weak and 
his head spinning, Kyle still wasn't sure what happened. 
There was a ringing in his ears and his hands and feet 
felt numb and tingly. He could see that the centre bench 
seat was gone, leaving the middle of the van wide open; 
he sprawled like a broken puppet as hands pulled his 
floundering up onto the back seat.

Confused and weak, every muscle quivering, Kyle tried to 
focus on the big black man sitting beside him; the man 
quickly pulled the boy's right hand up to a metal ring 
at the top of the seat back. Kyle couldn't move as the 
man picked up a cord of hemp rope tied to the ring and 
wrapped it firmly around his wrist, tying a clove�s 
hitch to anchor the teenager's arm in place. 

The shivering blonde boy couldn't make his arms or legs 
work as the huge muscled guy dragged his left arm up 
into place and tied that wrist solidly to another ring. 
Before Kyle could say a word, the black guy wrapped a 
wide length of ribbon across his mouth and pulled it 
firmly over his lips and cheeks, making another knot 
just beneath his ear.

The twitching teenager tried feebly to kick as he felt 
the man pull his left ankle over and lash it tight to 
something fastened to the floor. The helpless blonde 
teen's angry yells came out as muffled grunting noises 
while the man hauled his right ankle across the carpet, 
tying it solidly in position. When both ankles were 
firmly tied, he slipped Kyle's shoes off and tossed them 
under the seat. The big black man grinned as Kyle heaved 
and jerked helplessly at the velvet straps holding his 
spread-eagle on the back seat. Satisfied that the 
captive teenager was totally unable to move, the burly 
man settled next to Kyle and whispered gently in his 
ear.

"You might as well just relax and get ready to enjoy the 
ride, angel," he breathed into the bound boy�s ear, 
"like they say, leave the driving to us, okay? Don't 
worry, baby, you won't get bored, I promise; in fact, I 
guarantee us pickin' you up will be the most exciting 
thing that ever happened to you."

Leaving the trapped blonde boy struggling futilely on 
the back seat, the giant black man stepped toward the 
front of the van and slipped through the curtain 
stretched behind the driver and passenger seats. Kyle 
saw his huge silhouette against the fabric as he told 
the driver, "We're all set, Mike, he's nice and comfy, 
no problems. It's gonna work out just fine, there wasn't 
anyone around and nobody saw his get in; we'll just go 
for a cruise and take him in once he gets broke in a 
little."

The stunned teenager jerked desperately against the 
ropes at his wrists and ankles, but it felt like he was 
like trying to move a brick wall. Kyle's brain went into 
screaming terror as he realised these two men were 
actually kidnapping him, and he whined and gurgled 
behind the ribbon gag covering his mouth. The frightened 
blonde boy abruptly froze motionless on the seat when he 
suddenly saw a dark mound behind the driver's seat was 
moving. The boy's eyes widened as the biggest German 
Shepherd he had ever seen got to his feet, stretched 
lazily and stepped back toward him. 

The cute teen sat dead still and watched anxiously as 
the huge animal approached; he flinched when the 
Shepherd sniffed at his toes and his cold nose slid over 
his rope-bound ankle. Kyle was rigid with fear as the 
big dog took another step forward and settled on his 
haunches between his feet. 

The captive teen thought he'd simply die of plain 
embarrassment when the animal casually poked his muzzle 
against his shorts and began sniffing his way around his 
groin. The big dog settled soundlessly between Kyle's 
spread legs and leaned forward directly in front of him, 
tongue hanging as he sniffed at crotch. The Shepherd's 
hot panting huffed over the horrified boy's leg, warming 
his thighs and his crotch.

Kyle squirmed and wriggled helplessly on the seat as the 
dog nosed between his spread legs, shoving his nose 
against the flies of his shorts. Kyle realised with 
horror that his flies were undone, either by accident or 
by his black captor he didn�t know, and now the big dog 
was opening them up with his nose. 

When he felt the huge Shepherd's hot breath huffing 
against his new stolen pants, Kyle started yelling and 
jerking frantically against the velvet ties again; his 
screams emerged as shrill nasal whining while the big 
dog nosed eagerly at his crotch. The desperate teen 
tried swivelling his hips away from the dog's questing 
muzzle, but all his frantic wiggling didn't seem to 
discourage the animal at all. Kyle screamed in shock 
against his velvet gag when he felt the big dog's rough 
tongue rasp over the fabric of his pants, right above 
his sensitive cock.

The horrified teenager heaved frantically against the 
ribbons anchoring his wrists and ankles, whining shrilly 
as the enormous Shepherd began delicately licking at his 
barely covered cock. Kyle's breath caught in his throat, 
squirming frenziedly as the sweltering dog-tongue rasped 
over the thin material stretched tight against his cock, 
but the velvet touch of the Shepherd's tongue was 
inescapable. The frantic blonde choked and shrieked into 
his gag as the big dog started a slow steady lapping at 
his groin, his tail wagging as he drooled on the frizzy 
bronze pubic hair under the thin material. 

The cute little surfer-boy made a pleading whimper 
through the gag and shivers raced from his taut thighs 
over his belly; the huge Shepherd ignored the shivering 
blonde's desperate whining, his wide tongue stroking and 
nuzzling the teen�s sensitive penis. It wasn�t long 
before, to his horror, Kyle started to get an erection. 
The big dog soundlessly continued lapping and snuffling 
the trapped teenager's spread crotch, regardless of his 
whimpering pleading and thrashing. The hapless blonde 
gave another muffled shriek of horror and outrage, 
jerking his hips to try and escape the determined 
animal. 

He didn't realise his writhing was annoying the big dog 
until the irritated Shepherd snarled menacingly on his 
lap. Kyle stopped twisting and screaming, freezing in 
place as the angry animal snapped viciously between his 
legs, grabbing his balls in his mouth. He didn�t bite, 
but Kyle was in no doubt that it was a warning. Kyle 
collapsed on the seat, trembling and helpless as the 
Shepherd immediately continued his eager tongue job; the 
big dog never slowed the dedicated eager licking at his 
crotch. As soon as the terrified boy lay still with his 
penis now engorged, the animal intensified the maddening 
licking, tail again wagging contentedly as he slurped 
and drooled over the teenager's hard, wet cock.

As agonised minutes slowly crawled past, Kyle's 
breathing quickened and his nipples started to stiffen 
and stand up inside his T shirt; the teenager's stomach 
twitched with the pulse hammering in his increasingly 
steamy groin. The inescapable eager tongue swarming over 
his cock made the captive boy squirm and sweat despite 
his terror of his gleaming fangs and the ropes that kept 
him pinned motionless in the seat for the dog. The hair 
on Kyle's arms was standing up and the skin on his 
stomach broke out in goose bumps as the dog lapped; he 
lay helpless on the seat, crying speechlessly with the 
excited Shepherd sitting between his trembling thighs, 
moaning through his nose as the fiery rough tongue 
danced over his throbbing crotch.

As the interminable licking continued, Kyle was gasping 
for breath so hard he couldn't even try to scream 
anymore. He opened his eyes and blinked frantically 
through the tears when there was a sudden break in the 
rhythm of the dog's persistent licking. He saw the big 
black man moving back toward him, smiling at the 
struggling boy and looked down at the boy�s bulging 
crotch. �Rex! What have you found there! Is there a bone 
in there for you to play with?� 

Kyle was mortified. But his hopes raised as the big man 
pulled Rex back slightly and sat down next to Kyle. For 
such a huge man he talked gently. "Hello again, angel. 
My name's Tyrone, and I know from your ID that your name 
is Kyle, but your such a cutie I think I'll call you 
Kylie! I see you've already met Rex" the man spoke 
softly with his face close to Kyle�s ear. Kyle could 
feel his breath on his neck. "You two are making friends 
so quick! Mike and I were sure he'd like you, and I know 
you're really gonna love him, angel."

Kyle's eyes widened with apprehension as the huge man 
reached forward and unzipped his windbreaker; he snapped 
into full-blown panic when Tyrone pulled out a large 
knife and began cutting his T-shirt open. Tyrone slowly 
cut the chest from the groin upwards, and Kyle stiffened 
as the knife came up to his neck. The blonde boy writhed 
helplessly, shrieking against his velvet gag as big 
black hands spread the torn T-shirt and jacket wide, 
exposing Kyle's tight stomach and hairless chest. The 
teenager sobbed in horror as Tyrone's hands moved across 
his chest down to his board shorts, the big hands 
popping open the button, and then tugging them down to 
his knees giving the Shepherd better access to the 
captive teen's crotch. Kyle's stomach was rock hard as 
he strained against his bonds, desperate to escape. 

�Wow cutie, what a tight body you�ve got under there!� 
Tyrone exclaimed as he stroked Kyle�s flat abs. 

Kyle was too frantic to think of screaming when he felt 
Tyrone softly rubbing his nipples; the gentle massage 
was so casual and deliberate he couldn't believe it was 
happening. The hapless teenager gave a muffled shriek 
when the huge man leaned forward and pressed his full 
lips against the boy's stiff left nipple. The feel of 
the man�s lips on his sensitive areola drove him to a 
frenzy of helpless thrashing and whining; the dark-
skinned hulk crouched close beside squirming blonde 
licking sensually on the teenager's stiff and sensitive 
nipples.

"Hearing you rolling around back here with Rex really 
made me so hot, baby-doll," the man whispered, as he 
pinched Kyle�s nipples and ran his tongue up Kyle's neck 
and sighing hot breath into his ear. "I was ready to 
come myself just listening to you wiggling around like 
that, honey," he continued, pinching hard at Kyle�s left 
nipple, "and I really think sexy Rexie wants to get to 
know you better now that we have the chance. You just 
lie back and take it easy, angel, and let Tyrone help 
you relax for him, okay?"

He leaned over and sucked Kyle's shell-pink nipples one 
after another while keeping his hand pressed against the 
shivering teenager's throbbing crotch. Kyle sobbed in 
despair as Tyrone pushed the Shepherd's muzzle away from 
his crotch and tugged gently at the front of the saliva 
soaked pants. The desperate blonde boy writhed and 
jerked against his bonds, horrified to imagine what 
Tyrone had in mind; he got his answer as the big man put 
his knife to the elastic of Kyle�s pants and then pulled 
them with his huge strength, ripping the fabric and 
pulling the shredded the pants completely away. 

The captive teenager screamed hysterically behind his 
gag as the big Shepherd lunged forward again and his 
slavering tongue stroked over his totally exposed cock 
and balls. In seconds both were in the dog�s mouth and 
he could feel sharp teeth and a hot tongue on his most 
sensitive parts. 

"Now there, isn't that better, baby," Tyrone whispered 
to the struggling blonde, running his big fingers 
lightly over the frantic teenager's hard nipples. "Rex 
really loves slurping cock, honey," the man added 
softly, "and I know you've never had anything as 
wonderful as his licking in your life. Don�t worry 
though, he won�t hurt you, just try to sit still.  How 
about I just stay here and keep you company while he 
gives you a treat; I think I want to watch him make you 
sweat."

Kyle sobbed, and Tyrone felt shivers racing over his 
belly and across his chest; he wriggled frantically in 
the seat as the Shepherd's wide wet tongue washed over 
his balls and along the shaft of his cock. The big dog 
seemed even more intent now that his young cock was 
completely exposed to him, making a contented rumbling 
deep in his throat and wagging his tail as he worked 
delightedly on the gasping teenager. 

Moaning and shaking, Kyle collapsed limp on the seat and 
dropped his head back, crying silently as the eager 
animal lapped maddeningly at his raging cock. He 
realised he was totally helpless, tied spread-eagle and 
powerless to stop the obstinate animal licking eagerly 
between his legs.

With a burst of absolute horror, Kyle suddenly realised 
that no one would even knew he wasn't coming home for 
hours, maybe not till tomorrow morning. If Auntie didn't 
check to make sure Kyle was still in his room, he 
wouldn't be missed and these crazy guys could just let 
the canine monster between his legs keep on tonguing his 
cock until he was screaming out loud. As if he sensed 
his powerlessness, the dog leaned forward between his 
shaking thighs and shifted his lapping into high gear, 
his wide tongue lathering over his open bobbing cock as 
fast as he could lick. 

In seconds, the distraught teenager was panting for 
breath and shaking like a leaf, his buzzing penis 
driving him wild. Shrieking shrilly against the gag, the 
horror-stricken blonde heaved and thrashed desperately 
against the ropes that pinned him wide open for the 
Shepherd's attention.

"That's right, angel, fight it, that's real good," 
Tyrone purred in his ear, pulling delicately at the 
frantic teenager's nipples, "work hard, you try real 
hard, baby. Rex really likes to feel pretty things 
squirm when he eats 'em, and we just love to watch it. 
We want you to try everything you can think of, 
sweetheart, watching you fight to get away from it is 
really sweet."

After several minutes of the dog and Tyrone teasing the 
exposed boy, the teenager gasped with relief as Tyrone 
straightened up and stopped playing with Kyle's stiff 
nipples. But his relief soon turned to sobs of despair 
when Tyrone reached down finally used the knife to cut 
off all the remaining shreds of clothing: his jacket, 
torn T-shirt, ripped shorts, and even his socks leaving 
the horrified teen stripped totally naked before the 
eager Shepherd. 

"And watch it is something we all get to do, 
sweetheart," the big man whispered softly, flipping a 
switch on the van wall, "including you." Kyle whimpered 
as a mini-spotlight in the van roof flashed on, lighting 
him up, plunging the rest of the interior into 
blackness. His eyes widened in disbelief as a large 
flat-screen colour TV flashed on, facing him from the 
behind the driver's seat. 

Tyrone flipped another switch, and the teenager choked 
with horror as the screen lit up showing him tied 
spread-eagle on the seat with the monster Shepherd still 
lapping deliberately against his exposed cock. He 
shrieked in mortification as he saw the blinking red 
light of the video camera mounted on the van wall over 
Tyrone's shoulder, instantly relaying his real-time 
image to the screen in front of him. 

"That's right, my little cutie" Tyrone added, "you're 
cute little ass is on Candid Camera. We got a screen in 
the front seat, and you get one back here. Mike and I 
will watch while Rex makes you feel welcome, and you get 
to see what we see, angel. You'll flip watching yourself 
come for him, baby, you wait and see."

The blonde runaway burst into choking screams again as 
the black man reached down and started petting the big 
dog while the animal lapped deliberately at his exposed 
cock. The desperate teen's eyes widened with horror as 
the man scratched Rex�s ears and patted the animal's 
neck lovingly while the Shepherd's tongue stroked 
rhythmically over the boy's defenceless privates. Kyle 
struggled uselessly against the ropes as Tyrone chuckled 
and whispered praise and encouragement to the 
enthusiastic dog.

"Oh yeah, all right, pretty boy," Tyrone crooned to the 
big dog, reaching over and pulling Kyle�s foreskin down, 
exposing the glans of his penis "This little bitch can't 
stop you and I know he won't say a word about it, go 
ahead and do whatever you want, do it real good for him, 
good boy." Kyle shuddered at the sensation and his tight 
belly spasmed as the unrelenting doggie licking went on 
and on and on.

There was no way the frenzied teenager could escape the 
stubborn animal licking eagerly at his cock; it was now 
rock hard, lifting completely in the air, giving the 
dog�s eager tongue even greater access. Kyle collapsed 
limp on the van seat, head hanging, tears rolling down 
his flushed cheeks. Sensing that the quivering blonde 
boy had lost all will to resist, the big dog gave a 
contented rumbling growl and changed to a slow-motion 
washing of the teenager's shaft, his tongue languidly 
flicking up and down his shaft and over the exposed 
head. 

The captive teen�s eyes darted frantically from the huge 
animal lapping deliberately at his balls and cock to the 
horrifying television image of himself, writhing 
helplessly under the dog's maddening licking. Within 
minutes, Kyle was moaning through the gag and writhing 
against the restraints, loins throbbing as his crotch 
warmed under the dog's incessant licking. His thoughts 
were racing and his brain screamed in panic even while 
he felt his cock responding automatically to the 
exquisite torture of the dog's velvet tongue.

Tyrone whispered in the dog�s ear "Oooohh, good boy, 
that's good, that's really good, Rex, go on baby, do it 
nice for him now, don't stop good dog. Aaahhh, oh, 
mmmmmm, yes yes yes," Tyrone hissed through clenched 
teeth, watching the pulsation building in Kyle's aching 
cock, "do it now, Rexie, mmmmmm, yes yes yes, pretty 
Kylie can't stand it, big dog, this pretty bitch is 
gonna cream all over you...."

Powerless to escape the bestial licking, Kyle clenched 
his hands over the seat back, knuckles white with 
strain, panting for breath as waves of mounting ecstasy 
flooded up from his throbbing balls. Even though his 
thoughts clamoured with fear and total mortification, he 
needed some release and the hapless teen felt his hips 
rolling mechanically back and forth under Rex's 
lingering ceaseless licking, intensifying the 
gratification of each slow stroke. 

Despite his resolve not to give in to the incredible 
sensation, he felt his drool-wet ass tighten with every 
flicker of the scalding dog tongue over his lips. Kyle 
whimpered in despair as he watched himself on the 
screen, actually thrusting his groin out to give the dog 
greater access to his aching cock, straining with the 
tendons on his thighs stretched like cables from the 
pale edges of his bush to the tan skin of his inner 
thighs. 

Tyrone ran his lips up the side of Kyle�s straining neck 
"Jesus, yes oh yes, Kylie, come now, bitch," Tyrone 
whispered hoarsely in his ear, watching the struggling 
teenager, "I can't believe how much you love it, go 
ahead and come hard for us, good puppy."

The captive blonde's chest heaved with his panting and 
his thighs and calves pulsed as he trembled and 
twitched, at the edge of cumming from the big dog's 
constant skilful licking. The frantic blonde watched in 
horrified disbelief as Tyrone slid off the seat, knelt 
beside the big dog and ran his hand slowly over the 
animal's chest and across his belly, back between his 
hind legs.

"I'll just give our big boy a little more encouragement 
for you, angel, what do you say," he asked. "Oh, that's 
right, you can't say, can you," he chuckled, "but that's 
all right, I know you wouldn't want the good boy to back 
off now, so I'll just make sure he knows how much you 
appreciate him. This will help keep him enthused and 
make sure he really does a good job for you, okay?"

The man's hand moved slowly between the animal's 
haunches, and the helpless teen retched behind the gag 
as he realised the man was deliberately stroking the 
dog's cock. The Shepherd whined in delight when he felt 
the man's hand on his penis, and his lapping grew faster 
and more intense as Tyrone slowly masturbated him.

"Oooohh, aahhhh, yeah, that's good sweetheart, that's so 
good, Kyle, go on baby, do it for Tyrone now, don't stop 
now, boy. Aahh, oh, mmmmmm, yes yes yes," the huge man 
panted, seeing the orgasm pounding in the writhing 
teen's throbbing cock, "please do it now for us, angel, 
mmmmmm, oooohhh, don't stop now, baby doll, we've gotta 
have it all now, come all over for us, angel."

Kyle felt like his crotch was being slowly electrocuted; 
it was like bolts of slow-motion lightning striking the 
top of his cock and running straight up his spine. His 
orgasm was so intense it seemed to short-circuit his 
mind, leaving nothing but the mind-blowing sensation of 
coming and coming as Rex's incredible tongue slithered 
over his pulsating cock. Jets of cum shot into the dog�s 
waiting jaws, and Rex eagerly lapped up the teenage boy-
juice.  Back and belly muscles rock-hard, thighs and 
calves cramping, the moaning runaway lay paralyzed and 
rigid on the seat while the massive Shepherd continued 
panting and lapping at his melting bronze-bushed cock. 
For what felt like an age the teenager�s cock pulsed and 
pulsed as thick creamy cum flowed out of his erupting 
cock. 

"MMmmmmmmmmm, unnnhhhhhhhh, nnnnnnnno," he shrilled 
through the ribbons covering his mouth. "Noooo, dnnnt, 
aaaahhhhhh, ssttp ut, pplllzzz, unnnnhhhhhmmmmmmmm...."

His muffled pleading and frenzied moans seemed only to 
encourage the heavy Shepherd, who immediately burst into 
wanton licking at his spasming crotch. Kyle's brain 
exploded into a fireball of orgasm and frenzied panic as 
Rex's inescapable tongue probed around his balls, his 
teeth gently brushing against them. Tears slid down his 
face and dripped on his rigid nipples as the frantic 
teenager squirmed on the mind-boggling orgasm. 

Howling and whining around the ribbon gag, the boy 
stared at the screen in horrified disbelief as Tyrone 
watched him come, petting the panting dog, rubbing his 
ears and neck, slowly stroking the animal's dick and 
whispering praise as Rex snuffled and drooled over 
Kyle's dripping cock. The orgasm seemed to last forever, 
leaving the shuddering teenager exhausted and gasping, 
rolling his hips slowly under the big dog's exquisite 
licking. 

Kyle was stunned and horrified when Rex just kept on 
lapping eagerly at his dripping, quivering cock. 
Obviously delighted by the taste of the panting 
teenager's come covered cock and balls and excited by 
the hand on his cock, the huge Shepherd seemed 
determined to keep right on licking no matter how Kyle 
reacted now. As the shaking boy carefully tried to shift 
his ass further back on the seat, Rex abruptly reared up 
on his haunches and clamped his forepaws over his legs; 
the dog's powerful shoulder muscles easily shoved Kyle�s 
thighs farther apart, holding his crotch wide open and 
keeping his hips pinned inescapably at the edge of the 
seat. 

Kyle whined desperately to the watching Tyrone as the 
big dog continued lathering at his dripping cock; his 
gaze locked on Tyrone's face, eyes pleading for relief 
from the mind-blowing animal lapping between his legs. 
The sweating teen moaned in disbelief when the smiling 
man picked up the teenager's ruined pants with one hand 
without ever letting go of the big dog's cock, and 
stretched up to wipe away the sweat trickling down the 
boy's forehead.

"There now, that's better for you, huh babes," Tyrone 
crooned softly, blotting Kyle's tears with the scrap of 
fabric, "Tyrone knows how Rex can make a pretty thing 
sweat, and you�re the prettiest thing we�ve seen in a 
long time! We wouldn't want anything to distract your 
attention from his wonderful tongue, now would we? Oh 
yes I know, don't worry, sweetheart," he added, smiling 
as the captive blonde wriggled frantically and muffled 
begging whined behind the gag, "It might not feel like 
it right now, and you probably think you need a break, 
but you�re gonna give up some more of that juicy cum for 
him; don't you worry, angel, Tyrone isn't gonna let him 
stop. Not until those fine young balls are completely 
dry! Now I'm sure you'd like a little privacy while you 
get to know our big boy better. I'll tell you what, baby 
doll, you just relax here and let sexy Rexie work you 
over and I'll go on up front, okay?"

Ignoring the frenzied blonde boy's muffled keening, 
Tyrone gave a final squeeze on the Shepherd's cock, bent 
over the boy and stroked his shaking chest and squeezed 
each of his ultra sensitive nipples hard, then slipped 
back through the curtain to the front of the van. Kyle 
sobbed and struggled desperately against the rope as the 
huge Shepherd lowered his head over to his cock again. 
Twisting and writhing on the seat, the sweat-drenched 
boy moaned incoherently to the big dog as Kyle's sanity 
dissolved and gushed out through his tingling cock. To 
Kyle's humiliation and amazement, he found himself 
getting hard again, unable to deny the sensuous 
sensation from the warm wet tongue. Rex growled deep in 
his throat he slavered over the boys thickening cock, 
while Kyle juices still leaked over the greedy dog's 
dripping tongue. 

Every time Kyle looked up from the animal lapping at his 
crotch, his eyes locked on the TV screen, seeing himself 
lashed in place for the big dog's deliberate licking. 
Gritting his teeth behind the gag that kept him from 
screaming aloud, the frenzied teenager heaved futilely 
against the seat back, his head rolling from side to 
side as his crotch burned and he felt himself getting 
hard again. The excited Shepherd lathered warm slaver 
all over his tingling member and slippery thighs, 
sensual tongue dancing maddeningly over his shaft and 
balls.

Soon the mewling blonde felt like he was beginning to 
feel the beginning of another surging orgasm. Twitching, 
shuddering, Kyle whined feebly and panted for breath as 
Rex lapped and slobbered over his engorged cock. As the 
incredible shuddering spasms shook his chest, he 
realised with horror that the huge animal still refused 
to back off and the enthusiastic velvet tongue was still 
there. Muffled cries and groans turned into a constant 
nasal moaning as the hysterical teenager thrashed 
helplessly on the seat with the eager Rex crouched 
between his thighs. 

He shrilled through the ribbons over his mouth, 
"Nnnnnoooo, dnnnt, aaaahhhhhh, ssttp ut, pplllzzz, 
unnmmmm...." His muffled pleading and frenzied moans 
seemed to always encourage the big dog, who immediately 
burst into delighted licking at his spasming crotch.

Kyle's mind dissolved into a red cloud of sexual 
exhaustion and squirming desire as the dog's inescapable 
tongue probed his exquisitely sensitive shaft and around 
his drained balls. Tears slid down his face and dripped 
from his throbbing nipples as the frantic squirming 
teenager started to reach climax again. 

Howling and whining through the gag, he found himself 
now straining toward the panting Shepherd and pressing 
his knees against the dog�s shoulders as he snuffled and 
drooled over his hungry cock; he was frantic with 
mortification and shame as he watched himself on the 
screen, heaving forward, thrusting his cock toward the 
animal's steady tonguing.

The frantic blonde had forgotten about the TV screen up 
front until he heard the Mike and Tyrone applauding from 
the front seat; he gave a muffled shriek of anguish as 
he realised the men had been watching every minute of 
his writhing orgasms with the eager Shepherd. The 
helpless teenager gave a strangled moan of dismay when 
the Mike�s voice floated back from the driver's seat.

"That's right, baby, give it up for the big dog," Mike 
said with a laugh, "you just keep creaming real pretty 
for our big boy's tongue, that's a good girl. Come hard, 
angel, you look just fine doing that with him."

"Look at her, Mike, the little bitch is dying for it," 
Tyrone exclaimed in delight, "this bitch is a natural, 
I'm telling you, look at the little puppy going for it, 
Rex has got her half crazy already." The mortified 
blonde boy sobbed in humiliation as the big black man 
and the burly white man chuckled together. Tyrone 
shouted, "Good boy, Rexie, you're a good good dog; make 
pretty Kylie happy, good boy, lick that puppy good, 
that's a good dog. Lick that little bitch, Rex, that's 
my good boy. Empty those cute little balls"

Limp as a dishrag and shivering uncontrollably, Kyle 
groaned and giggled dementedly through the strip of 
muffling velvet, wriggling and thrusting his stiff cock 
at the eager animal crouched slavering between his 
thighs. Alternately begging, screaming and laughing 
behind the gag, he gripped the seat back with both hands 
and stared in fascinated horror at the TV screen, 
knowing the men were watching as he spread his thighs 
wide to, expose his throbbing and demanding cock to 
Rex's velvet tongue.

After hours of mind-blowing doggie lapping, the frenzied 
blonde could no longer think properly; he wasn�t coming 
as often any more, but was in a permanent state of 
arousal, desperate for just one more cum. Kyle was never 
sure how many times he fainted; he passed out coming and 
woke up shuddering with the eager Shepherd still lapping 
at his pulsating cock. 

He sobbed in mortification as he watched himself 
writhing in ecstasy on the TV screen and eventually 
fainted again as another thunderous orgasm blasted up 
his spine. When he finally came back to consciousness 
for the last time, the van was stopped, the Shepherd was 
gone, and he found Tyrone and Mike sitting on either 
side of him.

"Well hi, cutie-pie, welcome back," Mike said with a 
smile, "looks like you had a little nap while we drove; 
it's a good thing we had Rex handy to lick you to sleep, 
isn't it? I'm sorry we didn't get a chance to talk 
sooner, but I was busy driving and Tyrone told me you 
were tied up getting to know our big puppy. Now in just 
a minute you're gonna get out of the van, baby " he 
added, running his hands slowly over Kyle's naked chest, 
"but we have a little present for you first."

Kyle stared as Tyrone reached into a cardboard box and 
brought out something wrapped in tissue paper; it took 
the stunned blonde a few seconds to realize that the 
giant man was holding up a wide ornate collar with a D-
ring and a miniature padlock on the buckle. The heavy 
leather band was almost three inches wide and an inch 
thick, lined with velvet, heavily worked in shiny, 
chunky gold studs.

"Now pay attention and listen close, Kylie, 'cause this 
is important for you. Your gift is a very special one," 
Mike said with a smile, "we made it just for cute little 
puppies like you, the ones we want to teach to be real 
good. You're going to learn a lot of new things while 
you stay with us and sometimes you'll get so excited 
that you'd have trouble following instructions. This 
gadget is just like the shock collars they use to train 
police dogs, but we've kind of stepped up the voltage a 
little; and we took special care to make it real pretty 
for you so you'll look extra cute wearing it."

The exhausted teen was too weak to move when Tyrone 
slowly fitted the heavy collar around his throat and 
pulled the strap tight. When he was satisfied the fit, 
the big black man carefully slipped the padlock's U 
through the buckle tongue and carefully closed the lock; 
Kyle felt two tiny cold spots press against the back of 
his neck as the lock clicked shut.

"You know those stun guns they use on cattle," Mike 
continued, while Tyrone snapped a chain leash to the D-
ring, "well, your collar is just like that except it's 
radio-controlled from this remote unit. If we think you 
need reminded to listen and do what you're told," Mike 
held up a small black box like a TV remote control, 
"just a push of this button will definitely get you back 
on track. It's really a time-saver for us and I'm sure 
you won't have a problem getting used to taking 
directions."

While Mike clipped the remote to his belt, Tyrone knelt 
in front of the seat and undid the ropes around the 
blonde boy's ankles. The numb teenager slowly pulled his 
legs together as the huge black man cut away the rope 
anchoring the boy's left wrist. Kyle's wrists and ankles 
were chafed and sore from hours of jerking and twisting 
against the hemp cords.

�Now once you�ve found your feet we'll all go inside and 
get you settled in." As Kyle rubbed his hands to restore 
their circulation, the big black man glanced at Mike, 
who nodded and then said, "Tyrone wants to get that 
piece of ribbon off your pretty mouth, angel, and that's 
okay if you promise to be good. That means no screaming, 
no crying, no freaking out, understand?" The burly 
Caucasian tapped the control at his belt and Kyle nodded 
immediately. "That's real good, baby" Mike said with a 
smile, "I can tell already you're going to be a real 
good girl for us, don't you think, Tyrone?"

Tyrone untied the flashy bow from the corner of Kyle's 
jaw and then peeled the ribbon out of his mouth in one 
quick snap. The teenager flinched and gasped but he 
remembered Mike's warning and was careful not to yell. 
Kyle nervously licked his dry lips and Tyrone 
immediately leaned forward and kissed his full on the 
mouth, his tongue sliding between the blonde's stinging 
lips and squirming in his mouth. 

The shocked teenager instinctively started to raise his 
hands, but the big man simply grabbed both the boy�s 
wrists and held them at his sides while Mike said 
sharply, "No no, good girl, be still." Kyle stopped 
instantly and Tyrone let go of his wrists and continued 
the passionate French kiss, his hands roaming over the 
trembling blonde's body, moving down to Kyle's ass and 
squeezing his pert round buttocks. When Tyrone finally 
pulled his tongue out of Kyle's mouth, the dark man was 
breathing hard and the stunned teenager could see 
Tyrone�s shorts were bulging at the crotch.

"Good puppy, Kylie, that's real good, my cute little 
puppy," Tyrone crooned, picking up the end of the leash 
that dangled from the collar, "let's all go in where we 
can all be more comfortable, okay?" Kyle didn't say a 
word but stepped, naked, out of the van behind the big 
dark man, trying to keep some slack in the length of 
silver chain.

Kyle was amazed to see the sun high in the sky as they 
climbed out of the van, and the teenager blinked and 
squinted in the morning brightness. They were parked 
near a big frame house somewhere out in open country, 
and Kyle couldn't see any other houses anywhere. A long 
gravel driveway stretched off to vanish into a stand of 
tall evergreen trees, and walls of dense brush blocked 
the edges of the acreage surrounding the house. There 
was a huge barn with chain-link fencing set back behind 
the house, and Kyle started shaking as he heard multiple 
deep-throated barking from that direction. He turned to 
Mike as the he slid the van door shut and saw the 
lettering he had missed last night in the rain: Fox & 
Hounds Kennels.

"Please, guys, please, where are we, what are we doing 
here," he pleaded, "why did you bring me here, please, 
please let me go. You can't just drag me away like this, 
I want to go home. I promise I won't tell anybody what 
happened, please let me go, you've got to let me go."

"Oh, I think you really need to stay with us for a 
while, puppy," Mike replied breezily, "you look 
exhausted, angel, you need to stay a while and get 
rested up. We only just met last night and we've haven't 
had a chance to get to know you properly yet. And we 
really do want to know you real well, good puppy, don't 
we Tyrone?"

"Oh yes, I agree, Mike," Tyrone purred with a smile, 
"you just can't leave yet, angel, I want to get to know 
you much better myself. I couldn't bear to see that cute 
little butt of yours leave when there's still all sorts 
of things I want to do to it!. And then there're all the 
big puppies to think about; there are just lots of 
things you have to learn about taking care of all the 
dogs. After all, this is Fox and Hounds Kennel, you 
know."

"I don't care, I really don't care at all and I don't 
want to stay here," Kyle said, his voice quavering, "I 
don't know anything about dogs, I don't know anything 
about kennels and..."

"Don't you worry about that, honey," Mike interrupted 
with a laugh, "we're going to teach you a whole lot 
about dogs, and I just know you'll catch on fast. You're 
gonna love taking care of them once you get used to it, 
believe me, and I'll bet you won't even want to leave 
after you find out how well they can take care of a cute 
bitch like you. Now get your sweet little ass inside so 
we can get started, understand?"

Tyrone turned and started toward the house, and Kyle 
flinched as Tyrone gave a brief tug on the leash and 
Kyle was forced to follow. The naked teenager trailed 
along behind the huge black man, wincing, stepping 
carefully as the sharp gravel shifted under his bare 
feet. Mike followed behind Kyle and squeezed the teen�s 
bare ass whenever the boy slowed. Kyle tried pleading 
once more as they started up the steps to the wide front 
porch.

"P-please tell me what's going on here," he begged as 
Tyrone unlocked the front door, "what kind of place is 
this, why did you bring me here, please tell me."

"All right, angel, I'll tell you what it's all about," 
Tyrone replied, leading the nude runaway inside with a 
tug on the leash, "though you ought to be able to figure 
it out for yourself by now. You read it on the van, Fox 
& Hounds Kennel, right?" Kyle nodded and said, "Yes, I 
saw it, but..."

"Well, think about it, angel," Mike interrupted with a 
sudden laugh, "Tyrone and I already have all the hounds 
we need, honey; we picked you up because we think you're 
a real fox."

"But, but, this is crazy, you aren't making any sense 
and I don't understand it," the teenager stammered, 
"find somebody who wants to work in a kennel, put an ad 
in the paper or something. Why am I naked? Can't you 
understand, I don't want to feed them, I don't want to 
clean up after them, I'm not interested in learning 
about taking care of a bunch of other people's dogs, 
okay?"

The two men burst into laughter; Tyrone laughed so hard 
he dropped the end of the leash and held his sides, 
gasping for breath. "Kylie, pretty baby, your sweet 
blonde skull still hasn't quite got the picture" the 
huge black man said, "let me explain this once and for 
all." Tyrone grabbed Kyle round his naked waist and 
pulled him in close. 

He put his huge hands on Kyle�s bare buttocks and stared 
straight into Kyle's eyes as he continued quietly, "This 
isn't a boarding kennel, angel, people don't bring dogs 
here for us to keep and we aren't going to teach you 
about feeding or cleaning up after them. We raise and 
keep Shepherds and Great Danes and Irish wolfhounds; Fox 
and Hounds is a stud kennel, baby."

"What's that supposed to mean?" the teenager whispered, 
turning pale at the mention of German Shepherds.

"That's what we mean about taking care of them, good 
girl," Tyrone whispered huskily, "Our big boys just love 
to fuck pretty little bitches and they need to fuck a 
lot, baby. We need someone to take care of their urges 
baby, Kyle; we're gonna teach you how to use your 
delicious little ass to give them what they want, just 
the way they like it. And you're gonna love learning how 
to do it for them." Tyrone laughed "And we're gonna love 
watching you cutie!"

Kyle felt literally sick with horror as the black man�s 
words sank in; he kept looking from Tyrone to Mike, 
praying that it was an insane joke. The two men smiled 
back at his without a word, and the teenager felt a 
flash of stark terror as he suddenly realised that while 
the two men might be crazy, they weren't joking at all. 
The panic-stricken blonde teen went weak in the knees as 
he recalled Tyrone's voice praising and encouraging Rex 
in the dark back of the van, petting the big dog 
approvingly while the giant Shepherd licked him into a 
twitching panic. The teenager started shivering 
uncontrollably and he could almost feel the Tyrone�s 
tongue sliding over his nipples again. He glanced 
desperately toward the door, but Mike tapped the control 
at his belt and snapped, "No, good girl, stay."

Kyle's mind was racing and he nearly retched, as he 
suddenly understood that both Tyrone and Mike had from 
the very beginning literally talked to his like he was a 
pet dog. Not only that they kept referring to him as 
girl, or bitch or baby, denying him even his 
masculinity.  Tears filled the shaking teenager's eyes 
and he hung his head, sobbing harshly as the blurred 
sparkles hanging from his neck reminded his that he was 
still wearing the silver chain leash. Kyle barely felt 
Tyrone softly stroking his neck and back, whispering 
soothingly in his ear; he shuddered in total horror as 
he realised that the man was actually petting him and 
crooning, "Easy, good girl, take it easy, it's all 
right, you're a good good girl..."

"Oh Jesus, p-please, Tyrone, Mike, no more, please no," 
Kyle whispered pleadingly, shivers racing over his belly 
and up across his shaking chest, "I�m a boy. I'm not 
gay! You really can't do this to me, I can't just stay 
here and let you do that to me, please please don't do 
that to me, it's too awful to even think about, please 
please don't..."

"Just take it easy, good girl, we wouldn't want to hear 
you start crying now, and there's nobody around to hear 
it anyway, honey," Mike said tranquilly, panting warm 
breath into the shivering boy's ear. "You mustn't scream 
and you can't run, that's all you need to think about 
right now. Don't be afraid, good puppy, just think about 
having a good time, learning a few tricks, before you 
know it you'll be coming your brains out for us." 

Mike gave Kyle a tender kiss on the cheek as he picked 
up the leash once again, saying, "We'll take good care 
of you and we'll teach you everything you need to know, 
puppy, but you've got to relax and cooperate, you hear? 
If you start making a lot of noise or try and skip out, 
you'll just make us have to sting you with that collar 
and then you'll have to stay in a pen in the barn, you 
wouldn't like that at all, would you good girl."

"I know what will make his feel better," Mike said to 
Tyrone, taking the leash from Tyrone, "let's take our 
baby-girl upstairs and show her all the pretty things we 
have for her, I'm sure Kylie will like that." Mike 
tugged once on the silver chain and started down the 
hall toward the stairs, adding, "Come on, good girl, 
come with Mike." Numb with horror, the sobbing teenager 
obediently followed Mike upstairs, shuddering as Tyrone 
continued stroking his ass as they walked up the stairs 
and down the wide hallway.

"This is my room here," Mike explained as he led the 
shivering, naked teen along the upstairs hall, "and 
Tyrone's room is just down there." Mike pulled a large 
key from his pocket and unlocked the heavy carved-oak 
door in front of them, adding, "And this room is for 
you, good girl, right between us so we can always be 
close. It's nice to be nearby, sometimes Tyrone or I 
might want to visit you during the night."

The room was enormous, and Kyle thought distractedly 
that it must have been two rooms originally; they must 
have taken out a wall to make it so big. The place was 
beautifully decorated in pale green and blue, with 
ruffled green gauze curtains over the four tall windows 
set in the long wall. Kyle's silver leash tightened as 
Mike led his to the windows and pulled back a curtain, 
saying "You'll get lots of nice sunshine in here, angel, 
and you can look out over almost all the grounds in the 
back yard."  

Kyle stared out, ignoring the view and looking at the 
ornate wrought-iron curlicues that stretched across the 
outside of the windows and bolted to the window frames. 
All four windows in the room were covered with the 
elegant wrought-iron work, swirling decorative patterns 
that almost, but not quite, kept the boy from realizing 
that they were bars. He turned away from the window with 
his gut in a knot, studying the layout of the huge and 
extravagantly decorated cage.

The couch and two matching overstuffed chairs were 
massive, upholstered in beautiful pale-blue velvet, and 
the enormous four-poster waterbed looked deliciously 
comfortable, the luxurious embroidered velvet spread 
pulled down to show off the jade-green pillowcases and 
an incredible white bearskin throw instead of sheets. 
There was a giant bevel-edged mirror, eight feet wide 
and seven feet high, in an ornate gilt frame against the 
wall opposite the windows, with a monster dresser on one 
side and an elaborately panelled oak armoire on the 
other. 

When the teenager took a second, closer look around the 
elegant room his heart began pounding and shivers 
crawled up his back. All of the gorgeous furniture, 
couch, chairs and bed, had several heavy D-rings or 
screw-eyes strategically positioned; everything in the 
room was massive and heavy, Kyle suddenly saw, and had 
been specially made to fasten leashes or chains to.

"And look at all the stuff we have here to keep you 
pretty, angel" Tyrone said, motioning his toward the big 
brass-and-glass vanity table, "colognes and lotion, 
shampoo and bath oil, just everything a good girl 
needs." Mike dropped the leash as Kyle moved toward the 
table; the blonde boy's eyes widened when Tyrone pulled 
open a drawer and he saw several gags and other bondage 
paraphernalia scattered among the bottles of oils and 
tubes of creamy lotion.

"If there's anything you really want and we don't have 
it, we'll get it for you, puppy. You�ll get to wear 
perfume, and you can choose which one� Tyrone added, 
running his fingers caressingly over a red ring gag and 
closing the drawer, "we'll get you anything you want to 
pretty up and smell delicious for us. But wait till you 
see this, angel, come look at all the pretty things for 
you to wear." Tyrone snagged the end of the dangling 
leash with one hand and led the trembling blonde over to 
the huge oak armoire, crooning, "Come on, pretty girl, 
come here with me."

Mike opened the double doors of the armoire as Tyrone 
pulled Kyle forward with gentle tugs at the leash. The 
blonde's heart sank as he saw that the armoire was 
filled with lacy peignoirs, short sheer nighties and 
camisoles and transparent silk tunic robes; the base of 
the giant closet was a jumble of jewel-trimmed high-heel 
mules and open-toe ankle-strap sandals with heels so 
high he wondered if anyone could even walk in them. 

Kyle stared in amazement as Tyrone opened a drawer in 
the massive dresser on the other side of the mirror, 
pulling up fistfuls of lace baby-doll nighties and hip 
length see-through tunics. There wasn't a single item of 
clothing that wasn't feminine underwear. 

Mike shoved the drawer closed and opened the next one, 
showing his a collection of silk and lace garter belts 
and dozens of pairs of real thigh-high silk stockings, 
some with delicate lacy patterns or sprays of tiny 
rhinestones up the calves. Staring at the drawers and 
drawers of exotic lace, ribbons and silk, the blonde boy 
slowly began to realise the full dimensions of what Mike 
and Tyrone had planned for him. 

Tyrone had shown his everything behind the armoire doors 
and in every drawer, and it was all just girlish 
lingerie; there were no actual street clothes anywhere 
in the room, even for a woman. Kyle's face must have 
betrayed his thoughts, and the blonde boy's shoulders 
slumped when the Tyrone answered the question the 
teenager was afraid to ask.

"You don't need any ugly boy clothes any more, puppy, 
you're not going anywhere" the black hulk of a man said 
softly, "and I want to be able to see everything you�ve 
got any time I want." He reached up with the hand 
holding Kyle's leash, trailed his fingers gently along 
the trembling blonde's cheek, down his neck and onto his 
chest and added, "If we want you to wear anything at 
all, we'll give you what we want you wear and tell you 
when you can wear it." 

He looked straight into Kyle's eyes as he stroked Kyle�s 
chest and side and whispered, "There's not anything 
except underwear in there either, lover; you'd just have 
to keep taking it off all the time for us anyway." 

The blonde shivered as the cool chain-links slid over 
his bare skin while Tyrone's fingers softly stroked his 
nipples. The big man�s gentle caressing raised goose 
bumps on the boy's chest and Tyrone chuckled softly as 
he felt Kyle�s nipples prickle up under his fingertips; 
he pointed with his other hand and Kyle gasped at his 
reflection in the full-length mirror: naked, face 
flushed and being felt up casually by the huge African.

"That's the way it is, puppy, Tyrone is so right," Mike 
said with a smile, "and there's really no better time to 
start on your program than now. As its the first time, 
why don�t you pick out what you�re going to wear for us 
tonight all by yourself, good girl."

"I'm not gonna do that, I won't do that," Kyle said 
desperately, "please don't make me do it, please, please 
don't..." the blonde broke off in mid-sentence as Tyrone 
abruptly dropped the leash and stepped back next to 
Mike.

"Do what we say good girl, pick out some pretty things 
now puppy" Tyrone said sharply. "You have to learn to 
take directions, baby; if I have to tell you again it's 
going to hurt. This is the last warning. Now pick out 
some pretty things, good girl." Tyrone dropped his hand 
to his side and rested his fingertips on the control 
button of the shock collar.

Kyle shook his head and a bolt of lightning blasted 
straight down his back; he hadn't even seen Tyrone�s 
finger move when it hit. The instantaneous jolt hammered 
the teenager to the floor and was over before he hit the 
soft carpet. It was like being blown apart in the blink 
of an eye; one second he was starting to say no, the 
next instant he was lying on the floor crying, twitching 
uncontrollably, trying not to pee on the rug. Kyle 
couldn't even tell if he was actually hurt, the feeling 
was too intense. It felt like he was completely numb and 
yet tingling, almost burning prickling sensations raced 
through his nerves. His arms and legs trembled and 
jerked spastically, he kept trying to get up on his 
hands and knees, finally succeeded and crouched 
shivering and sobbing at the Tyrone�s feet. He was 
barely aware of Mike moving close to kneel beside him.

"Take it easy, good girl, it's all right now," the big 
man murmured soothingly, stroking his back and brushing 
the hair back off his forehead, "you're okay, just take 
it easy. You're all right, good girl, easy now. You just 
rest here by me for a minute, puppy, and then you can 
stand up. It's all right, good girl, take it easy. Let 
Mike help you, baby."

In spite of his terror, Kyle found himself leaning 
against the burly man as Mike crooned reassurance and 
petted him on the head and down his aching back. Mike's 
big hands enveloped and squeezed Kyle's naked body, and 
the stunned teenager's breath caught in his throat when 
Mike slowly leaned over him and kissed him on the lips 
again. In confusion and shock Kyle half-returned the 
man's passionate kiss as Mike lifted the boy in his 
arms.

"Oh how sweet, puppy, thank you, what a good girl you 
are," Mike purred huskily, "that's really beautiful. And 
see, you're feeling all better now, I can tell. Now you 
look at Tyrone and tell him you're sorry, okay? It's all 
right, he's not mad at you, really good girl, it's okay, 
just tell Tyrone you're sorry and we'll forget it ever 
happened. Go on now."

Kyle slowly raised his head and found Tyrone's dark eyes 
studying him patiently; the man gave a faint smile as 
the trembling teenager whispered, "I'm sorry, Tyrone; 
please don't be mad, I-I... won't be bad again, I 
promise."

"It's all right, good girl, really it is," Tyrone said, 
giving him a warm smile, "I can't stay mad at a good 
girl like you, not with such a cute little ass and a 
pretty little face, I just can't. I'm sorry it had to 
happen, angel, but you simply have got to learn to 
follow directions, that's all. Mike is right, we should 
just forget it ever happened and start all over again, 
what do you say?" 

"Yes, Tyrone," the blonde boy replied meekly, "I�ll do 
what you want."
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