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Part 3; - And don't forget my viral load is 13.3 Million copies, because I will be asking you later to remember that figure - Stop playing with your cunt, boy. Sit up and lick my fucking disgusting Dick. No sucking, just licking up and down my shaft, and my bell end! I eagerly got on my knees and licked as per command. I don't know why, maybe the whore in me, I began to pay attention to the sores he had, wiggling over them with the tip of my tongue. I looked up at my AIDS god. He spat on me a few times, smirking ... - You like those Syphilis sores, boy? I nodded. He stepped away from me, taking off his Leather waistcoat, chaps, and knee high boot, and stood there naked; Super skinny, gaunt, and yellow, and, HOT as fucking HELL. I swear I was having an internal orgasm just by looking at him. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, gave himself a real evil twisted smirk, and said, so cunt, what do you think to Sir's sick body - I know most guys go for muscles. I am not really too hung up on physique. BUT, there is one kind of physique I have kept quiet about. I have never told anyone about my secret attraction - Yeah, go on pig, what's that? - I have always been hugely attracted to AIDS Daddies who are wasted to fuck, and look gaunt. It is fucking beautiful. It just turns me on. So when I saw you at the lockers, FUCK, you had me! He looked in the mirror at himself, knees slightly bent, face contorting, tugging at his highly charged virulent Fuck-weapon, that was about to completely change the direction of my life, forever! - Get up boy, and put your hands against that wall, above your head He put his knee length boots back on, and slid right inside me. I was heavily panting, and dripping with sweat. Although, the sweating in a few weeks would be much more to talk about! - Oh fuck, your neg cunt feels so warm and wet. I can't wait to knock you up boy. You'll never be able to escape me, even when I am gone! Look in the mirror boy, tell me what do you see - Sir, I see your skinny wasted yellow body, your gaunt face, against my young smooth gym body, and, I think the two compliment one another on a level I cannot describe. God, it's so HOT! FUUUUUhhHcK ... I wish this moment would never end! He whispered into my ear; - I want to infecT you in public boy. Be a shame for no one to see this one off piece of art. Let's go to the showers. I want a proper fucking audience!

Part 2; We went into his private cabin. He locked the door. - You will now call me Sir. Understood? - Yes Sir - Get on your back and hold your legs in the air. He rubbed my cunt I had shaved this afternoon, and spat in my face - I now own you, pig - Sir, you're HOT & Nasty ... FUCK you Man! He slipped a finger into my cunt, located my prostate, and got working on it. My prostate is super sensitive. Add that to being intoxicated by this AIDS Daddy's crazy HOT presence, I was screwed, literally and figuratively! - you poz, boy? - No Sir, but have often fantasized about being pozzed up. It's so wrong, yet, it feels so right - Ever taken Tina boy? - Only once Sir, with my ex, and we fucked all day on it - I guess he was neg then - No Sir, poz, but on medication, and undetectable! - Aaaaaaahh, so he came inside you then, boy - Yes Sir He put tourniquet on my arm and hiT me up with Tina. Oh Fuck, the Tina rush. I was rubbing myself all over, squirming, panting, like some deranged mental patient. He returned to giving me my prostate massage - So, you've had medicated poz cum up your cunt. How about some recharged super-infection unmedicated poz cum boy? - OMG Sir, fuck YEAH. Fucking BREED me! - I'm not just poz boy. I have AIDS. Current viral load is at 13.3 Million copies, with CD4 count at 51. I have had my initial infection since 1989. Plus a new strain on top which is an aggressive one, due to all the nasty very high risk nasty pig action I have had over recent years. Plus Hep C, and Syphilis ... You still want it? - Oh ... My ... God ~ This has been my sick twisted dark fantasy for years and years. To be infected multiple times over with all kinds of nasty stuff for a pig like me. - Do you fucking want my death seed or not, FAGGOT? - Fuck YEAH Sir ~ I am born to serve Alpha Daddies of this world. Especially top end league ones like you I started fingering my cunt

I'm an evil cunt 'mjkuhl', but, I'd NEVER EVER leave my BZ Men hanging! ?

Romance is definitely not dead 'bbbrat' ... AIDS Daddy at the sauna is living proof of that, lol ?

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Part 1; I'm a 23 year old neg sex pig, and today was no exception, I was feeling fucking horny as HELL. So, into the shower, wash, and a real thorough douche of my sweet round ASS that I am very proud of, I should be, I work it out regularly enough, then, off I went to my usual sauna haunt. Ben was on the counter. - Hey Ben, how ya doing? - Hey Ollie. GREAT thanks. How are you mate? - I'm doing very good thanks. Too fucking Horny though. - Really. What brings you here then ... He said, being silly We both laughed. I paid my entrance. Given the usual locker key, and towel, and off to the locker area I went. BUT, today was different than usual. A guy in full Leather Gear (Chaps, Boots, and a Leather Waistcoat) was lurking around, drinking a Beer. He was also wearing a Cock-Ring that housed a massive bulging with veins erection. What made this look even HOTTER, was, he was skinny, gaunt, yellow, and a big Bio-Hazard tattoo above his naval. This Man screamed Danger. He screamed Death. BUT FUCK, I was already intoxicated! I found my locker, and got undressed and out of the corner of my eye I could see DANGER Man just staring! I locked up, wrapped my towel around me, and went to walk to the spa when I heard . - OI, cunt, stop right there!!! He kinda startled me, and part of me was saying to myself, 'fucking walk Olllie', a natural reaction I guess if the brain senses danger. BUT, as said, I was already intoxicated. So I froze. He came up from behind, and ripped my towel off letting it fall to the ground. - FUCK Yeah. One peachy round ASS! He slapped each cheek hard, then he parted them, spat on his fingers, and made my CUNT wet. He then inserted a finger. I gasped. - Sweet Jesus. You are one super tight Bitch! Right, get ya towel back on, and come with me to my private cabin. I am your very own private AIDS Daddy for the afternoon. I got my towel back on, and started following him as he walked off. I was filled with utter Fear. Yet, I was filled with an immense erotic intense excitemenT ?☣️?

You're m☣️st welCUM boy! ?

Glad you like 'subslut88' ~ Don't worry, one day you'll get kn☣️cked up; It's your destiny, boy!

Part 8; - Sorry pup, Master will always admit when he has done wrong. I forgot to give you the best part to your meal ... *I replaced his empty food bowl with the bone bowl* - Here you go. A right special treat. Bones. And they still have some good quality meat on, and I want to see every bit of meat eaten. I want those bones licked clean. Understood? - Yes Master - Good pup. And of course, using your paws might be easier - Master, I do really want to be an obedient sub. One you can be proud of. Make you happy. BUT, could you please take the clothes pegs off of my balls and nipples. Both are becoming really sore. And I am in dire need of a pee. - Hmmmmmm. As you have asked so politely, showing your Master you are slowly learning manners, and courtesy, I'll meet you part way ... *I took the pegs off of his balls* I went downstairs, and fetched five Lagers. And a jug. Back to the play room. I handed two of the Lagers to my Son... - Here you go Son - Thanks Dad I placed pups small pointless dick into the jug ... 'OK, you can piss now' ... He let out a HUGE sigh as he let go, and he quickly filled the entire jug I put his Lager into the drinking bowl, then topped up with a generous helping of his very own delicious Golden PISS! 'Pup, your bones are directly in front of you, and your Lager is in your drinking bowl to the right of your bone bowl. Got it?' *He's still blindfolded at this point* 'Yes Master. Thank you Master' 'Good boy' I sat back down beside my Son. We watched the pup lap up his Lager with a Piss top. 'It's a bit warm' 'If you are gonna start whinging, then the clothes pegs will go back onto your balls, and you can get back in the cage' 'Sorry Master' He lapped up some more, then managed to get the Lamb shank in his paws, sit upright, like a true pup, and started cleaning the meat off of the bone. My Son and I got horned up watching this Sexy as Fuck sight, and once again started wanking. And that is how it was for a good hour, the pup chewing and sucking on his bones, and my Son & I drinking, and pulling on our Fuck-Meat. - Enjoying your bones pup? - Yes Master. Thank you very much - Well, it's time for your bed, you have the biggesT day of your life ahead of you tomorrow. But don't worry, I'll put the bones in the cage with you, and your Lager. Before I put him back in his cage, I inserted a Catheter up his urethra, and attached the connecting bag to his lower leg. Don't want him pissing the bed now! ? My Son and I then went to bed, and I cuddled into him, both falling asleep pretty quick. We had been asleep for about 4 hours when I woke to him moving my arms off of him, and getting up. Nothing unusual I thought. He often does that, going for a piss. BUT, this time, he didn't come back. Having spent about half an hour on my phone checking my cruising sites, I went to check things out. I heard noise coming from the play room. He'd only taken the pup out of his cage, had him in the sling, puppy tail removed, and yep, he was getting in his second Fuck before I knocked the cunt up tomorrow! I peeked through door and saw him banging away. Fuck. I got hard instantly. I stood there for about 10 Minutes, tugging my Fuck-Meat, when my Son started getting verbal, and aggressive; - Wish it was me pozzing you up tomorrow, nasty fucking faggot! ... *He started punching the pups pecs, and spitting on his face* - Why do you have to be so brutal? - Oh god, my old Man is right, you are a right old fucking whiner. He clearly has his work cut out for him training you. He notched up to Demon Fucking, grunted, and bolted his load up the pups cunt! I quickly exited the scene, and hopped back into bed. Several minutes later, my Son came back. I put my arms around him again; - Your Mother and I clearly done the best job raising you and your sister. Both of you know the importance of instilling good manners into others who clearly have been just been dragged up. I watched you fucking my new pup. I just hope you have enough energy for that lass with the big knockers tomorrow night. - Dad you Bastard, I thought you were asleep. Well, I hope you enjoyed the second show. And you know me, enough energy like my old Man to fuck several times a day, every day. We both chuckled. He wasn't wrong! I leaned in, kissing his neck ... - Night Son. - Night Dad. Tomorrow is the big day for pup ~ WhaT a lucky boy! ☠️?☣️?

Part 7; As my Son was getting his Dick cleaned up, I set about getting the dog some grub. He'd been with me for several hours now, so, must be hungry. I took the water bowl from the cage. It was empty, so, refilled it, and put it in one corner of the room. I then went downstairs, and into one pup bowl I put the veggies, mash and rice, spat into it several times and gave it a good stir. And then into another pup bowl went the remainder of the Lamb shank, and T-Bone steak. There wasn't particularly much meat on either piece, so, the sub certainly would be needing to give each bone a good chewing, to get what meat he could get, off! The veggie spit mix went next to the water, and the bones I set aside. My Son, still naked, was sat on the mattress, puffing away, getting stoned. I joined him. Both of us resting our legs on the pups back! - So, Beers with the lads tomorrow night is it Son? - Yeah Dad. After that I am off to this Bird's gaff to give her a Good Hard Fucking! She's got a Great Big pair of Tits! We've been fucking for a few weeks now. - Well done Son. I really don't know where you get your sexual appetite from ... We both looked at each other and chuckled. - It's a shame you are pozzing your new pup so soon Dad. I would have loved to have had another go on the cunt. - Well, why don't you stay over. I've got plenty of Lagers in the fridge. I won't be Breeding him with the Gift until late afternoon earliest. - Aaaaah yeah, why not. I brought up four Lagers, two each to get us started. I got my Son to move his legs off, and I walked the new pup to his meal. I took his ear-plugs out ... - In front of you boy is your water bowl to the right, and to the left is your food bowl. It's from a wonderful restaurant so it's top quality, and really delicious food. See, my Son & I aren't completely heartless y'know ... *I looked at my Son and winked* - Thank you Master. I'm really quite hungry. I told him he was a Good pup for thanking me, and stroked his head. I took my Jeans and underwear off, then sat next to my Son again. As we drank our Lager we remained totally silent, transfixed by my new pup eating his food. His cute little Beagle puppy tail waggled as he chased the bowl around that his nose kept nudging as he eagerly tucked in. He looked rather special with his leash dangling from his neck, and his fist mitts (puppy paws). We sat transfixed, both stroking our Hard Dicks. - Fuck Dad, that pup eating our leftovers is so damn H☣️T! - Isn't it just Son. Once he finished his food he took to lapping up some water. Good. He must stay hydrated. My Son and I sat there, drinking, and making idle Father - Son banter - Dad, I'm out of Lager ... *I tilted my second bottle* - Yeah, I'm nearly done too, I'll get us some more - Master, may I as your obedient pup please ask you for some more food, I'm still hungry. And I'd really like a Lager too, please, if that's OK ? I looked at my Son, and put my finger to my mouth as though to say 'sssssh, keep quiet'. We kept silent for a few minutes, just to unnerve the poor boy. He broke the silence with his wavering voice ... - Master, please don't be mad. I am very sorry if I have upset you. I did say 'Please' Now this is what I get off on. A polite pup with manners having just fucked with his mind. God, I am an evil Master sometimes. But a fair one at that ?

This is Alex. The main character in this story, is my AIDS Daddy who knocked me up. As you might know, Doctor Dick wanted my Daddy to blood slam me with Rogers very difficult to treat strain. Did he D☣️ that to his boy? The boy who he knocked up and knocked up real good in Part 2. And ever since he gradually fell in Love with. I fell in Love with him too, and am so HAPPY he is in inside me for the rest of my days. I will be writing the rest of this story from now on, which could go in a number of directions .... ?☠️

What an obedienT loyal piggy you are ??☠️☣️??

And, as always, if you like a certain chapter in this st☣️ry, feel free to 'Upvote' or 'Like' it ... G☣️☣️D Pigg?es ?

Part 6; My son and I returned home after a wonderful meal with his Mother. A fantastic woman who gave me two bundles of joy, giving me the privilege to be a very proud Father. My son and I had played this game before, so, we both purposely left enough of both of our meals and took 'doggy bags' home to keep a hungry pup fed! Tonight's left over offerings was a mixture of mash spuds, rice, grilled veggies, T-Bone steak, and lamb shank. We gave the waitress strict instructions that when preparing the doggy bag that both meats were to be left on their respective bones! I unlocked the door and my new fuck-pup was lying on his side. I barked; ... 'GET up on all 4's pig. Master has a special present for you' That seemed to have roused him from a sleep ... 'Eh, wha ... where am I? ... Oh, yeah' 'GET up on all 4's pig. Master has a special present for you' 'Yes Master' He did as he was told. 'Fuck Dad, what an ASS. One of if not the best I've ever seen. And that's saying something being an utter Gym-Whore' Not only was he a Gym-Whore, he also has played Rugby since a wee tyke, and continues to this day, playing for our local county. Hence, he has a broad, well built stocky build! I took the pup from his cage / sleeping quarters, and led him onto the rubber sheet covered mattress, facing side-ways to the sling that was opposite. I wanted the best view, of course! My Son got undressed. Clearly already aroused, big solid rock-hard Dick. And he fucked like a straight bloke, no lube, just stuck it right in. 'OwwwCh, that hurt's, can you please stop for a moment. Please stop' My Son was like his old Man, if he was enjoying something, he'd continue doing it. So, he didn't stop, and intermittently kept slapping the firm pert ASS he was ploughing. And due to his fitness level he had the stamina to power fuck for prolonged periods. The pup was now crying through his blindfold ... 'Can we please take a break. You're really hurting me' I knelt in front of his face, slapping it, and spitting on it ... - Shut the fuck up. Do you know how lucky you are to have my stud of a son fucking your tight neg cunt - Sorry Master, but it really does hurt. Can't he just stop for a moment, please - You really do have to stop with the fucking whining, Jesus! You have a lot to learn still. You will learn in time that a true sub NEVER complains! I put foam earplugs into his ears, to deprive his senses even further, already not being able to see. And a ball-gag in his mouth, then spat and slapped his face again ... 'Stupid fucking cunt' I lay in the sling, and lit up a joint with high quality weed, kicked back, and enjoyed the show. I know, let's give my mate Dan a call, he'd appreciate this. And maybe he'd like to join in the FUN tomorrow nighT. He has been poz since 1987; A fully blown viral Beast! - Hey Dan buddy, it's Alan, how ya doing. - Hey Alan, not too bad. How are things with you mate? - Great! Nasty as ever. We've got a right live-wire here mate. A new sub in training, being fucked by my boy as we speak. Just to loosen him up before I poz him, as ya do. - You gonna knock him up later tonight then? - Nah. I've had a few teething problems with this one, so, he's in the cage tonight. Still needs teaching manners and respect! Doing the deed tomorrow nighT. Wanna come over and join in the FUN? - Aaaaaaah, I'd love to, but it's me Ma's Birthday dinner. - Oh yeah. Do give my love to Sandra, and give her my Birthday wishes. - Will do. - How's the health Dan? - Aaaaah, not great, I've had Gonnorhoea for a few weeks now. Not got around to getting it treated. And seem to be much more tired than usual. Must have enjoyed that Tina / Fist party that little bit too much a few weeks back. - When is your next clinic appointment? - Next Tuesday. - Good. You can get yourself sorted, and checked out then. Speak soon yeah. Take care buddy. - Thanks Alan mate. Bye. So, Dan wouldn't be cumming tomorrow nighT. BUT, if you like the sound of him, don't fear, he WILL be turning up further into this story ?? I continued puffing, watching my Son fuck the living brains out of my pup, as he continued to whimper. 'Oh FUCK YEEEES, I'm getting close' 'Go on Son, shoot ya neg load up his nasTy hole' My Son's 'power fucking' stepped up a notch, into 'Demon fucking', my favourite! Within a few minutes he started grunting like a wild beast, took one final thrust, and held onto the pups hips, unloading his hot cum. A few minutes spent, he knelt in front of the pup, took the ball-gag out, and demanded he be sucked clean. As the pup got to work I rammed the Beagle puppy tail into his cunT!

? Just had this moved to 'Chem Sex Fiction', because, s☣️☣️n things are about to geT a lot more FUN! ☠️

Part 5; Into the living room I went, again removing my Gas Mask. I got off on the fact he didn't know what I looked like! I now called my son. Yes, my real one. The one that has made me a proud Grandfather twice over. I was meeting him and his Mother later for our monthly 'let's catch up' meal. His Mother and I were on very good terms, even though we had separated decades ago. History had kinda repeated itself, as he was also no longer with the Mother of my cheeky tykes, who certainly kept their old Granddad on his toes, and he also was on good terms with his ex Mrs. - Hey Dad - Hey Son. Listen, you got any plans after the meal? - Just a few pints with the lads - Well, it just so happens I got a new boy in, one I know you'll like. Wanna come over and Fuck him before your old Man pozzes him up? - Hell yeah Dad. I'm due to see the lads again tomorrow night, so, they can wait - Good boy Son. See you and your mum later. - Great. Bye Dad. Love you. - Love you too, Son. My son was Bi. Very much a Ladies Man, yet, LOVED Man-cunt just as much as his old Man. And like me, he NEVER used condoms either. I got myself washed and dressed ready to go out, and now, time to put the pup into the Cage! I'm sure I could over-look if a peg or two had come off. But that would equate to extra flogging! I put back on the Gas Mask with my now everyday normal wear, and headed back to the porch! Off with the ball-gag. 'I am impressed. You haven't removed a single peg. Good boy. You are learning well. Now it's time for you to spend the night in the Cage'. 'Sorry Master, I cannot spend the night, I have to go home, my ...' 'My WHAT?' 'My ...' 'For fuck sake boy, spit it out' 'My Girlfriend will be expecting me home' A-ha, who would have thought it eh, a Straight boy on Recon, looking for his Master ? 'You won't be going home tonight. Call her NOW, and tell her, and tell her why. And put it on loudspeaker' He looked at me stunned, as though to say, 'please don't make me do that'. Then, resignation set in. He had no choice, unless he was happy to continue living a stupid pointless lie. His bag was still in the porch, and he got his phone. - Hey Kim, it's me - Hey sexy, where are you? You're a bit late. What time will you be home? - Erm, I'm not coming home tonight luv ... The thing is ... My porch was filled with an electrical silence for a good minute! - I'm ... I'm ... I'm Gay! *He Gulped* - It's OK. I've always kinda known. You got to be who you got to be. No point in pretending. Come home when you are ready, OK? I am here for you! He in his kneeling position collapsed to the floor, and started to sob uncontrollably. I ended the call for him. No point in keeping the poor cow holding on, listening to her boyfriend wail. Seems I had just done him a BIG favour. And tomorrow he'd be thanking his Master in the most appropriate manner. Taking my virulent charged up p☣️z cum deep inside his cunt! It was now time to promote him back to his earlier status, which he lost through his lifetime of lack of self awareness. So, back went on the fist mitts, collar, leash, knee pads, and blindfold. And off came my Gas Mask. 'C'mon, let's get you to your kennel, c'mon boy' I brought him to my spare room that I use as a play room, that boasts a mattress with a rubber sheet, a sling, and the Cage! I guided him into the Cage as he was blindfolded in unfamiliar surroundings. I locked the Cage. He continued to sob! 'There is a dog bowl of water with you boy, in-case you get thirsty' He looked emotionally fragile. Sometimes you have to knock a building down, and rebuild it from scratch! It was a sexy contrast against the fist mitts, blindfold, knee pads, collar, leash, clothes pegs that his gym trained body beautifully showed off. I left the play room, locking the door. And left the house, for my meal with my family.

Part 4; I took my Dick out. And walked down my hallway, my toxic fuck weapon erect, bouncing from side to side, covered in his cunt juice. I went into my porch, grabbed his clothes (a thin tee shirt, running shorts, and underwear). I threw them in the bath, got in the bath, waited for my erection to subside, and then pissed all over them! I returned to the living room, taking off my military leather cap, and back on again with the Gas Mask! I took hold of the leash, and led 'it' to the end of my hallway and into the porch. I took off everything; knee pads, collar, leash, fist mitts. His privileged status as my sub now lay precariously in the balance! I grabbed his pissed soaked clothes from the bath, and upon entering my porch, I removed his blindfold and threw his clothes at him, barking ... 'GET dressed' 'B.B.B.Buuut ...' 'But fucking what, cunt' 'They're ... wet' ... he said in confused manner. I remained silent, unnerving him further still! He began trembling again, gingerly getting dressed with what little he had to put on. I addressed him sternly as he slowly got dressed ... 'Now listen up you faggot' 'Yes Sir' 'You now have one final choice to make. You can leave, and if you do I never want to see your pathetic sorry ass again, OR, you can stay and become my pozzed up fuck-property. However, your hesitance so far has fucking pissed me off, and is extremely disrespectful to Sir to say the least, so, if you want to stay, then you will have to prove to me you are actually serious about what you want and who you are. You will bark like a dog. BEG until I feel you have earned the right to continue your training as Master's inferior sub fuck-toy' I closed the door to the porch, and walked down my hallway, laughing. I knew I already had him, and that he would not be leaving. It was time to get inside his head, weaken him so I could charm out his inner innate sub to the surface, thus allowing me to effectively shape him to serve his Master how he should, sexually, and mentally! I went to my kitchen and went about making a cuppa, cutting a slice of cake, wearing nothing but my Gas mask, and Leather harness. Life was pretty fine! And then something happened to make a wry smile come across my face. I heard barking. The cunt can wait! I took off my Gas Mask, and kicked back, enjoying my Tea & Cake, and shot off some minor business emails. After a while I suddenly realised that the barking had stopped. OH? Had he left? Back on with the Gas Mask in case he was still here, I went to check. I opened the porch door, and there he was, naked, trembling, holding his pissed soaked clothes to his chest. And holding his head down, just like a dog does when it has misbehaved. My toxic fuck weapon instantly became rock solid! I stood right in his face. 'LIFT your head up boy' He did as he was told, and now my Dick was right in his face. He had his eyes squeezed tightly shut ... 'OPEN your eyes boy' When he saw my toxic veiny shaft he began to whine like a dog, and bite his bottom lip. 'I can tell you want my poz weapon fucking you right now. However, a true obedient sub thanks his Master for everything. And you haven't thanked me for jack fucking shit. You haven't thanked me for allowing you to clean my Dick from your cunt juice. You haven't thanked me for allowing you to have my Dick inside you. You haven't thanked me for fingering your prostate for a good hour at least. You haven't thanked me for flogging your ASS. Then you really do NOT deserve Master's DNA! You are quite an ungrateful fucking cunt, aren't you?' He looked up at me, mouth open, with his deep brown puppy eyes, his eyes ever filling up with submission. Still clutching onto his pissed soaked clothes. Still trembling. 'Sorry Master' I stepped away, and left him in my porch. Moments later I returned with the Leather Paddle, a ball-gag and some clothes pegs. 'DROP your clothes, boy, and for fuck sake, stop trembling. Enjoy and embrace letting your inner 'YOU' free' I attached a clothes peg to each nipple. He winced' 'GET on all 4's, boy' 'Yes Master' I began to give his ASS cheeks a serious good flogging. In between frequent yelps he would utter; 'Thank you Master. Thank you' Fuck yeah. This pig was finally beginning to exhibit some manners, which turned me on even more. And I noted he was no longer calling me Sir, BUT, Master. FINALLY being honest with himself, and letting go of the person he wasn't but had held onto all these years, and now embracing his TRUE inner sub! *Thwack, Thwack* I continued to thunder down with the Leather Paddle on his reddening buttocks. 'Thank you Master. Thank you' 'SIT up, boy' 'Yes Master' I attached 4 clothes pegs to his balls. He began to vocalize his pain, screwing up his face. This was a bit too much for him. But, he was only now discovering his true self, thus, he needed to push through the pain to grow into he would ultimately become. I attached the ball-gag. 'Even if one of these clothes pegs has come off by the time I return, you can fuck off home, cunt'

Part 3; I remained kneeling in front of the pup, smoking my Cigar, in silence, watching him turn his head side to side, a natural sensory deprivation reflex. I could tell he wanted to say something, but, he had already learned only to speak when I spoke to him. I made him wait a little while longer. I then unlocked and removed the leg spreader. I barked ... 'GET UP on all 4's boy' 'Yes Sir' .... His usual voice now barely squeaking out two short words I took his leash, and walked him to the couch, positioning him side-ways. I sat down, threw my legs onto his back, crossing them, and switched on the news, puffing away on my Cigar. The Human Coffee table! After several minutes he meekly muttered ... 'Maybe you could wear a condom on this occasion Sir?' I started to flog his ASS with the leather paddle! 'Listen, cunt, I have never used a condom in my life, not even when I fucked women when I was younger. I have two fully grown ones who have more fucking manners for their old Dad then you've had hot dinners, and I am NOT about to start now'. He flinched every time the paddle thwacked his cute tight bubble ASS. After a few minutes of hard punishment, I went back to the news. Several minutes passed until he piped up again ... 'Maybe you could fuck me without a condom Sir, but pull out before you cum?' 'Are you a fucking idiot or something boy? I made a couple of women pregnant when I was in my late teens which has resulted in much joy in my life, have in later years knocked up plenty of sweet subs who knew who they were and didn't muck me about with this bullshit. For fuck sake. Grow a set' I took the paddle to him again. More flinching. Yet, with the flinching, was also an undeniable erection! Even the threat of imminent toxic danger was turning him on, even if he wasn't aware of what his subconscious was trying to tell him, I was! I'm not blind! The news ended and one of the weekly 1 hour dramas came on. I got up, and knelt behind him, spread his legs wide open, and in went my index finger which went to work locating his prostate. Yes, I found that little ridge of heaven and applied light pressure at first. I slowly built up the level by gradually increasing the pressure, and ultimately using both index and middle fingers! By the time the 1 hour drama had finished I was still working him and he had been screaming and panting for quite sometime, alongside pre cumming heavily. Luckily I had put a plate underneath him to catch it all! I brought the plate up to the level of his face, and pushed his head down, and again pushed hard on his lower back so his ASS arched. 'Eat your salty pre cum. you nasty cunt' He obeyed his Master's instructions! And once again due to his ASS being arched out his hairless cunt invited me in again for the taking. I threw off my Leather Boots and Chaps so I would have more flexibility, stood either side of his legs, crouched down, and without any spit this time I just shoved my unmedicated toxic as hell fuck weapon in his neg cunt! He gasped for a few seconds, then resumed lapping up his very own pre cum, like a good well behaved pup! ********** Despite this seemingly complete turn around in events, I would very shortly be ramping up the mind games several levels, and giving this stupid cunt another opportunity to leave of his own free will. Would I succeed as a Master in tapping into his inner innate sub self? 'You fucking nasty neg pig, allowing Sir's poz tool of death to invade and corrupt your cunt, and therefore, your soul' He whimpered subserviently. Part of his whimper was saying 'I shouldn't be doing this, I should go home', the other part was saying 'Infect me Master. Own me!'. His conflict was blatantly palpable!

Does any sub escape the depravity of his M☣️ster. They can TRY! Don't worry 'Rotz', I think this story might just have a lot more mileage in it, if the pup is lucky enough! ☠️☣️ And those conflicted b☣️tt☣️ms are my absolute favourite! ???And I think deep down unscrupulous unmedicated P☣️Z Daddies are theirs too!!

☠️☣️ You nasty cunt 'Rotz' ... Massaging his prostate until it was super sore, his head would be in a whirl, and his cunt would be completely begging to be charged up with my devil seed! Your GRE☣️T idea doesn't give him any room to escape from his Master! ☣️?

☠️☣️ You're a bunch of twisted fucks ~ And I LOVE it! ☣️? .... The boy has some VERY big decisions to make, and not much time to decide ...

Some interesting ideas there 'GW' for what is at a pivotal fork in the road for the boy. Do I throw him out? Well, that is my Jock-strap! ☠ ☣

If you like what you read, feel free to 'vote up' / 'like', as this does push me to keep being inspired! ? ?

Part 10; Having just been given the Green light to flood my son's cunt with his devil seed, Stan suddenly switched up from slow fucking to piston hate fucking! Stan didn't avert his gaze from me, and continued his look of pure evil hate, but now his face was also contorting as he fell further into a deeper level of depravity to the point where my son was not even a human to him, just meat to tear apart, objectifying into the pits of hell my beautiful son with each hateful thrust. He suddenly slammed in deep and stopped dead. Not moving a muscle. His face stopped contorting. His look of pure evil hate vanished, only to be replaced by a look of death. His face was completely expressionless. He didn't look like Stan anymore. In fact, he didn't even look Human. And his eyes went black. He then began very short bursts of power grunts, coming from the top of his throat, not his chest, happening about every 10 seconds, and this went on for a good 5 minutes! During this time my son looked into my eyes ... 'I feel like he shouldn't be inside me Daddy. A strange Dark feeling. Yet it feels like his Dick is filling up my entire body and soul. His Dick twitches each time he does one of those weird grunts. My soul wants this to go on for eternity that it feels so intense and magical' Several seconds after Stan's last grunt, he went back to looking Human again, and like the Stan I had spent a few days with. He withdrew, got up, walked upto me, smiling, and said; 'Thanks mate. Your boy really is something Special' ... and sat back in his wheelchair. To the man that until now remained anonymous behind a Gas Mask and with no name, was summoned by Dr Dick to stand by my son's head ... 'Roger, come and stand at the head of the poz pig in training' He told me to get out of the way. 'Now, boy, this is Roger. He has a difficult to treat strain of HIV. Will you let him fuck you?' 'Yes Sir' 'Are you sure?' 'Yes Sir. This is the life I have sought, chosen, and will follow this path religiously until the day I die' 'OK. Now, I want you to lie on your back on the examination couch for this one' My son did as instructed, and put his legs in the stirrups. Dr Dick then took some blood from Roger via his cannula, and taped the syringe to my son's right pec. Then taped a sealed condom to his left pec. What a twisted sadistic fuck. Roger, Stan, and Dr Dick were ALL still rock hard. They had been the entire time. Apparently they all had Viagra earlier. Dr Dick made Roger place the tip of his Dick on my son's cunt. Not in, just on. However, as my boy was so incredibly loose now, the whole tip of Roger's Dick slipped in, but, he managed to hold it just so. My Dr looked at me ... 'You see this disgusting death weapon. This is the one that really is going to jump everything up several notches, and completely change the landscape. A very difficult one to treat this one. Go on Roger, do what you were born to do'. Roger didn't fuck fast, but not slow either, yet a nice steady firm rhythm. Dr Dick wheeled me right behind Roger so I could see what he wanted me to see. An extremely emaciated AIDS ASS. 'Look at that. How sexy is that eh. And it is impaled deep inside your son's cunt, majorly adding to the ever growing carnage. When he starts cumming, I want you to touch here, and keep contact, not letting go. I want you to physically feel the exact moment that a major event changes everything' He basically pointed to Roger's perineum. And it didn't take long. After just a few minutes, Roger slammed in deep, grunting really manically through his Gas Mask. I could already see his perineum twitching, and as instructed I touched it, and kept my touch, and could feel the in rhythm contractions as Roger ejaculated his extremely bio-hazardous death-juice. Dr Dick un-taped the syringe from my son's right pec, and handed it to me. He said nothing. But, he spoke a million words with his eyes! ********** So, my fellow BZ Men, what should I do with it? ☣️ ☣️

You answered my intended question 'EQP' before I even had a chance to ask it! I wonder if others would give the same answer!? ☣️