Master Pozzing his Bondage pup

[ScorpionFF]

Part 16;

- OI, I told you, deep breaths in and out if you have cramping.
- No, Sir. It's ..... it's not that ..... it's ..... I've been disowned.

I held his hand. 

- It's OK Boy. As of tonight, you have a brand new family. One you will be part of forever. I promise.

He smiled through his sobbing, and clenched my hand tightly. Once all the enema solution was in, I made him hold it inside for 10 minutes. As he released into the toilet, his eyes rolled into the back of his head;

- OMG Sir, that felt so fucking amazing coming out. 
- Good, because you are going to do another one.

I repeated a second enema on him, and sat him on the toilet for the second evacuation. As he released, my Son walked into the bathroom.

- Hey Dad
- Hey son. How was the pub?
- Great. Fucked this sexy bird with big knockers in the bogs. I would have cum inside her, but saving my load for the neg twink you were telling me about. I guess this is the pathetic little FAGGOT!?

- Sure is. Still neg, but not for long. Get up boy, wipe your soon to be poz cunt dry, and get on all 4's
- Yes Sir

My son pulled his trackies down ...

- Suck my cunt juice covered Dick. NOW!

He held the new twink's head, and slowly rocked his hips. I watched on as his Dick slid in, and out, in a slow grinding motion. I got a toothbrush, and jabbed it in the boy's tight hairless hole, and without hesitation brushed his cunt walls with long hard firm strokes. He yelped continuously which turned on my son to the point of fucking the boy's face harder, and faster which inevitably saw forced deep-throating. He started choking, and through his whimpering he spluttered drool all over the floor.

- Please Sir, stop, you are really hurting my ass. What are you doing back there?
- It's not your ass anymore. From now on it is your cunt, boy. *I continued 'prepping' him for his new future. And with each jab he yelped*

My son stood back, getting aroused at the boy being at my mercy, and wanked with his trackies around his ankles. Through his tears he begged me to stop.

- Please STOP Sir.
- Stop what boy?
- Hurting my ass.

His error in naming his anatomy incorrectly caused my demon within to rise and increase the intensity to my toothbrush jabs. I then snarled at him ...

- You want me to stop, then you had better learn quick that it is your cunt that I am hurting, not your ass, boy
- Sorry Sir. Can you please stop hurting my cunt.

I got up and stood in front of him, slapping his face.

- See, all you had to do was ask properly ... Son, continue what I was doing, I'll be back in a bit.
- Of course. Can you get me a Lager please, Dad?
- Will do.

We smiled, and I left for the play room. Upon opening the door, I saw that Dan had taken my converting pup out of the sling, got him on the rubbered up mattress, with his forearms and face lying in the piss from where he had pissed himself earlier, and was ordering him to open up his fucking cunt, calling him a nasty poz pig, as he punch fisted the fuck out of him. Pup groaned and grunted with piggy tina delight as his cunt was being completely wrecked.

- Hey Alan mate. Gave your converting pup another hit of tina, and now his cunt is nicely slowly blooming out, how it should.

Dan stood up and stepped back, letting me take a closer inspection, Pup was fucking gaping. Seeing that wondrous sight got me rock solid, and I knelt before him and slid in. He felt warm and wet, yet my Dick was barely touching the sides of his cunt. I leaned on top of his back, wrapped my arms around him, and fucked him slowly. I whispered into his ear;

- Hey pup, your fresh poz cunt keeps on feeling better and better as you continue your training. I can feel your body is still burning up as my Dirty DN☢️ continues to corrupt your very existence.
- Thank you for pozzing me Master. It would be an honour to become your live in slave. I need you to recharge me Master. Please. PLEEASE.
- I can't pup. We've a new neg twink in the building. Gotta go.

I withdrew, slapped his ASS, picked up what I came for, got a few Lagers from the kitchen, and headed back to the bathroom. I opened the door, and there was my son, jabbing the toothbrush into the boy's neg cunt. He was still yelping, and pleading ...

- Please stop. My cunt is hurting.

I grabbed his chin, spat on his face, slapped him, and shoved my toxic Dick in his gob to shut the fucker up!

- My son is prepping you for the best night of your life, and all you can do is complain, and whinge. So you know, I've just had my diseased fuck weapon inside a boy I knocked up last month who is in the play room and now, in the throws of growing my highly charged virus inside his sexy body. C'mon, taste that fresh DNA boy. Fucking lick it up you PIG!

I strapped to his head a 'Spider-Gag', forcing his mouth WIDE open, and prompted my son to give me the toothbrush which was now covered in the boy's cunt blood. No sooner had he given me the brush, he plunged his Bare Dick into the boy's tight cunt and immediately commenced jack-hammer fucking. The boy grabbed hold of my legs, looked up at me, his whimpering sobs told me he was being opened up very nicely. As he was getting a good pounding I forced the brush between the tight gap between his gums and cheeks, and brushed all 4 quadrants, speaking to him as I did so.

- You know, it never ceases to amaze me that there seems to always be a healthy supply of sexy neg twinks just like yourself, eager to be charged up by virile poz venom, paving the way for their wonderful future as fully fledged nasty poz sex pigs. Look at you. You have put yourself here, on all 4's on my bathroom floor, with my son fucking your bleeding cunt.

[ScorpionFF]

Part 17;

I let go of the brush, leaving it wedged in between his gum and cheek, and stood back, admiring the view. Despite his tears, I knew he was enjoying the assault on his neg cunt due to pre cum leaking from his raging erection. I grabbed my Lager, sat, and watched as my son fuck him. His jack-hammer fucking from earlier was now slower and more steady, as he also enjoyed his Lager. I watched on for several minutes before striking up a conversation.

- Who was the bird you were fucking in the pub bogs son?
- Steve's Mrs, Dad.
- Not Anna?
- Yeah.
- But you were his Best Man at their wedding. He'd go ape if he found out.
- I know. But, according to one of the lads, he is fucking around with one of the barmaids at the new pub in town. 

I glanced at my watch ... 10.40pm!

- Son, the Faggot you are fucking was due to be on neg lock-down 10 minutes ago. Time to give him what you got.
- With pleasure, Dad.

He put down his Lager, and recommenced his jack-hammer fucking, and within a few minutes unloaded his sweet thick load (he always cums a lot). Once spent he withdrew his pink slime covered shaft, got up, and smeared the sweet pink slime all over my new boy's face. Once he had made that cute face a wonderful sticky sight he gave the boy a hard slap, and grabbed hold of his chin pulling it up for eye contact, spat in his face, and laughed arrogantly ...

- Sure was FUN breeding you, you nasty Faggot, whilst I still could before you become infected very soon.

As my son dressed to leave I plugged the new neg twinks cunt, collared and leashed him. He left to go back to the pub, and I led the boy out, still with the toothbrush wedged in his mouth, and took him to the playroom, leading him onto the mattress so he came face to face with my converting pup. He looked on as pup continued to drip with conversion sweat, his face looking very tired, yet in the throws of his tina high as he moaned very loudly, Dan continuing to FFist him. I yanked on my new boy's lead so he had no choice but to look up at me. I gave him a sinister stare.

- Welcome to imminent DANGER boy. Your new life starts tonight ... OK, take a break from the FFisting Dan, the converting pup is going in the cage. 

I walked both pup and the new neg boy via their leashes, and in they went, with the cage firmly locked. Dan put the tin bath next to the cage upside down, and sat on it, lit up a cigar, and faced the two boys, smoking, whilst staring at them with a dark sinister stare as he also slowly stroked his Dick using his hot toxic pus as natural lube. I went back onto the laptop to see if there were anymore direct emails from guys who I requested more information from. Yes, another 5 horny unmedicated poz tops, all with high viral loads ranging between 857k to 2.3 million! I arranged for that lot to come in two evenings time.

Between 11.15pm and 11.30pm all 5 of the 6 remaining high viral toxic fuckers arrived to dump their loads up my converting pup. Well, my guests were in for an extra sweet neg treat! A couple of the guys brought cases of Beer, whilst another guy, a Muscle bound Latin stud, Lee, a Doctor, brought something to give the evening a 'stiffer' edge. With AIDS Mike yet to arrive, the 5 new arrivals stripped completely naked and all washed down a Cialis courtesy of the Doctor in the house ?

With some of my favourite trance beats mixing in with the fire glow red light which I had set to almost full brightness, the boys locked up, and my guests milling around, chatting, laughing, and increasing in frequency circling the cage the atmosphere was gradually becoming more intense. And then, at 12.15am, my entry phone buzzed. He was here ?

I opened the door, and there stood Mike. On a stick, and sports clothes that were clearly hanging off of his skeleton thin frame. He looked at me with his yellow gaunt face and sunken eyes. Yet, he had an energy about him. He still had work to do in this life. I took his little case for him and we both went into the kitchen. He immediately handed me a cooler bag which had two jars of his super toxic AIDS cum, surrounded by ice. They immediately went straight into the freezer.

- Do you have a large Vodka going Alan. It helps me with my pain.
- Yeah, sure.

I gave him his drink which he necked down in one go. We chatted for quite a while. I got him upto speed about the journey so far with the converting pup, the new twink and his journey from yesterday until now, my friend Dan, the set up of the play room, and the 5 other toxic tops that arrived about a short while ago.

- Need a Cialis Mike? There is a guy upstairs, a Doctor, giving them out.
- My Friend Lee. He was at mine earlier and gave me some then.
- You know Lee? How did you know he is here?
- Yeah, known him for a few years now. We spoke about both attending tonight.

He laughed.

He suddenly stood up, and stripped naked. Fuck. The Man was extremely thin. And his death shaft was literally dripping with toxic Gonnorhoea pus onto my kitchen floor. He caught me examining what I was seeing. Our eyes met, and he gave me a knowing depraved and sinister smirk. He opened his case and got redressed. He put on Police Boots which he had customised. In bold red lettering one boot had 'AIDS' whilst the other had 'Master' written on it. He put on his Leather waistcoat. Over his shoulder and wearing it to the side he had a small cammo army satchel with a cross bones and skull on it. And out came his Rubber Hood.

- Right, time to pass on my legacy

I followed Mike up the stairs, where he hauled himself up using the banister. His scrawny hand with long sharp fingernails gripped tightly. as his ass cheeks that had completely wasted away left his anus prominently sticking out, right in my face. I carried his small hold luggage sized case up for him, which he instructed me to take into the playroom, have it unzipped, but closed. He followed me to the playroom door. He handed me an MP3 player with a connector;

- Plug that into your computer and play it. Once it is playing, come and get me.

I went into the playroom. Dan was resting in the sling. The 5 highly viral toxic tops stood around chatting, laughing, all with super hard pointing to the ceiling erections. I stopped the trance beats, and put on Mikes music. I say music, it was more of sounds. Biaurial tribal beats that had the sounds of demons and hell. The atmosphere immediately changed from horny excitement from my 5 visitors towards the 2 caged boys, to that of a dark, cold and dangerous force present. I dimmed the Fire-Glow red lighting, and went to the playroom door.

[ScorpionFF]

Part 18;

I opened the door, and there stood Mike. Police Boots, Leather waistcoat, his army satchel, and now wearing his Rubber Hood. The Hood had perforated holes where the eyes would be, enough to be able to see out of, BUT, not enough to see into. He was an image of death. He looked fucking hoT! ☠️☢️

He had also now put on a Cock-ring, and his evil toxic weapon of destruction, which I had never seen erect before, stood almost completely upright, at a 20 degree angle, curved, thick, veins bulging, a few obvious lesions, with his nasty Gonorrhoea infection leaking down his dangerous shaft of death. He stepped past the door frame, and just stood there, in silence. What would unfold?

Would he be recharging my converting pup as originally intended? Or, would this turn into a fully fledged no holes barred conversion party for the neg twink? What would you like to see happen?

[Guest takingdeepanal]

@Cutefunboi - you are always welcome to try to write your own story if you think that you can do better. @DaddysHand is a Master at this, though (wish he was my RL MasTer).

[Guest takingdeepanal]

Maybe a recharge of your converting pup, @DaddysHand, with a cruel condom - then switch straight over to converting the twink as your pup's blood should be all over the condom.

[ScorpionFF]

Part 19;

Mike walked in and over to the cage, circling, dragging his long fingernails across the metal, causing it to rattle which only served to enhance his Demon sounds filling the room from my speakers. My 5 other guests were completely captivated. Dan was simply lying in the sling, smiling, smoking some Weed. He slowly went over to where Dan and I had been sitting earlier, sat down, and barked;

- Bring me those 2 caged pigs; NOW.

I unlocked the cage, and led them via their leashes as they walked on all 4s to what could potentially change them for the rest of their lives for one of them. Mike barked and snarled;

- STAND up. And your hands behind your back. Alan, turn the light up please.

This was my home, and I was the Master of the converting pup, however, Mike was truly the Alpha Master of all present. He delved into his army satchel and took out a steel sounding rod. He looked towards the direction of Lee.

- Do your stuff my Friend.

Lee took hold of the rod, Mike sat back with his hands behind his head and grunted as Lee sounded his infected urethra. His grunts were a mixture of sounding pleasure, and inflammation pain. After a few minutes of sounding Mike, Lee turned to the boys, and alternated between sounding all three of them, passing on Mike's thick yellow discharge to where it should be. My converting pup groaned in ecstasy, repeatedly exclaiming he felt like he was going to cum. The neg twink could only whimper through his Spider-Gag, still with the tooth brush poking out at the side. This went on for a good while as we all watched on.

Returning to his satchel of Goodies, Mike took out a small brown dropper bottle and handed it to Lee. Without any prompting he unscrewed the top, and drew up a dropper full of a yellow looking fluid, and inserted the dropper into  the neg twinks urethra. Mike spoke as my 4 other guests and myself were continued our inability to look away for a second;

- If any of you are wondering what is in the dropper, it is a collection from the past week of my nasty Dick pus. I have collected it daily for several months now, making sure I always have enough to give out to those in need. Go on Lee, squirt my boys up his worthless fag-piss-slit. 

I had to hand it to the pair of them. They knew each other alright. And they had clearly worked together like this before, knowing exactly what they were doing! What a team! Lee squeezed the rubber tip, in went Mike's nasty pus, and now the new boy was now incubating his first infection of the evening. His innocent body was there for the taking, and Mike was going to take, and GIVE exactly what he wanted. 

He stood up in front of my converting pup;

- You want some of my pus too do you boy?
- Yes please Sir ... * Mike slapped his face hard *
- Do I look like a Sir to you. I am the AIDS Master. Get on your knees, open your mouth wide, stick your tongue out, and keep it stuck out unless I say so, you cunt
- Sorry Master. I hope you deem me worthy of your delicious pus 

He fell to his knees, and with beads of conversion sweat continuing to run down his face he opened his mouth wide, stuck his tongue out as instructed, looked up, and waited with eager obedience. Mike milked his perineum, and we all watched on as his thick yellow pus dropped onto the sweaty pups tongue and got smeared onto his chin.

- Go on Lee mate, it's his turn to get a dose of my pus squirted up inside his pointless piss-slit. 

As Lee got to more pus squirting, Mike turned his attention back to the neg twink

- 'Alan, give this cute neg boy his phone' .... 'Boy, Get your text message test results from yesterday and give me your phone to see for myself'

He did as he was told. Mike read out the list of negative results; Gonorrhoea, HIV, Hep C, and Syphilis. He then got Doctor Lee to place the tin bath on my rubbered Mattress.

- If you are ready little Faggot for all these results to all turn to positive, you will confirm your acceptance by stepping onto the rubber mattress, stand either side of the tin bath, place your hands against the wall, step back until you are at arms length from the wall, then push out that cute bubble cunt of yours. If you are not ready you will climb back into the cage.

What would the neg twink decide -- Was he really ready? You think he should climb back into the cage?

[bootedrbrboi4poz]

Wow - another great chapter. Can't wait to see what decision he takes.  @DaddysHand - you are one amazing storyteller

[ScorpionFF]

1 hour ago, bootedrbrboi4poz said:

Wow - another great chapter. Can't wait to see what decision he takes.  @DaddysHand - you are one amazing storyteller

Thanks for the compliment @bootedrbrboi4poz ... You cannot wait to see his decision. Your waiting is over! ? ....

[bootedrbrboi4poz]

@DaddysHand If it was me I'd have no hesitation in stepping on the rubber mattress. Does that mean we get another instalment soon? 

[ScorpionFF]

Part 20;

Keeping his hands clasped behind his back, he turned, and stepped onto the rubber mattress and positioned himself over the tin bath, hands against the wall, stepping back and arching his back out so his plugged cunt was exposed. He was ready to accept his new life, it seemed. Mike walked over to his new conversion project, took out the butt plug that was holding in my son's neg cum, and without warning plunged his death shaft in balls deep. My new boy let out a grunt as the force thrust his body forward with his hands against the wall stopping any real forward movement. We all stroked our toxic death sticks as we watched a multiple infected AIDS Dick corrupt and stretch sweet and juicy neg cunt flesh. After a while Mike barked;

- Oi, you, converting pig, walk as you are on all 4s to the side of this tin bath, facing the wall, and I better had find your tongue still stuck out.

Pup obeyed his orders and took his position. Mike stopped fucking, and from his army satchel took out a speculum which he used to slowly open up the new neg boy. He began to whimper as he could no longer tolerate how far he was getting stretched.

- I think it's time you cute boys exchanged your accessories.

He took the Spider-Gag off of the neg twink, put the bloodied toothbrush in his satchel, then put the gag onto my converting pup, stroking the side of his sweating face as he did so.

- Good boy for keeping my pus on your tongue, now put your tongue in your mouth, and keep your mouth wide open. Fuck yeah, look at that conversion sweat dripping down. What a nasTy poz pig you are. Well I don't think these will be of any use to you anymore;

And with that closing statement Mike removed Dan's anti-retroviral necklace and put it around the neg twinks neck.

- If at any point you want to leave this party, you will swallow one of these pills as a signal you want to leave. Understood?
- I understand. But I am completely ready to convert tonight, and completely willing for you to take total possession of me. Make me yours, Master.

Until now, the other 4 unmedicated tops aside from Mike & Lee had only been observing, when now one of them broke the physical silence and knelt behind my pup, sliding a thick rock solid infectious poz Dick into his loose wet`gaping cunt. Immediate fast fucking heard groans of delight from my converting boy, and nasty poz talk from the fucker, not to mention the sounds of ass cheeks being slapped and full on major squelching of loose battered FFisted cunt. Then another stood in front of him and skull fucked his face through the Spider-Gag. Mike now turned his attention back to the speculum and widened it further.

- Ouch, Master, please, that's too much, I'm being stretched too much.

His cries of of protest were ignored as Mike held onto the neg twinks waist, slid in his beautiful thick highly charged diseased fuck weapon, and stood there, motionless. Dan & I, Doctor Lee, and the other two high viral poz studs watched on, stroking, as my pup got spit roasted, and wondering what next was going to happen to my new boy. We didn't have to wait long as Mike arched back and began to roar like a demon in flames, in pain, and it soon became apparent as to why, as his piss gushed out of the neg twinks cunt, and down his legs into the tin bath. The good old Gonnorhoea razor blade piss! As he roared and his piss flowed the guy fucking my pup grunted and unloaded his toxic cum inside the loose battered converting fuck hole. He pulled out and swapped positions with the current skull fucker. Unprotected poz Dick number two penetrated my pup as he was now skull fucked by the guy that had just recharged him. A brand new poz pig off of his face on tina, unable to get enough of being the true cum slut that he truly is. And just to think, only the other month he was neg, with a girlfriend!

Mike finished his piss, lay his bony frame on top of my healthy looking boy, and slowly rocked his pelvis. As I stroked I could only imagine his Gonnorhoea leaking out, being massaged deep into my new boys juicy neg cunt flesh. He pulled out out looked in our direction;

- Piss inside his cunt, all of you. But no fucking. His first poz load will be from his AIDS Master. And Alan, fetch us a jug please.

Mike had such authority, you didn't question anything, you just did. I went away, and came back with a jug. By the time I had returned the second guy had unloaded his toxic seed up my pup, and both guys who had now fucked him were stood in front of him, his Spider-Gag was now removed, and he was being barked at to clean up their messy slimy shafts, which saw him licking, his face get slapped with 2 prime pieces of fuck-meat, and more deep-throating. As they were getting cleaned up one of my other high viral loaded guests who had just pissed up my new boy went over and entered my pups loose sloppy fuck hole, who was now just a mere converting cum-dump!

The neg twink had now 7 lots of piss pissed up his neg cunt, most of which had of course now run down his legs and he was now standing in it. Mike opened the speculum a few more notches resulting in more ignored pleas for it to be loosened.

- Go on Alan, give him your good Golden stuff.

As I pissed inside him, a fourth guest now joined pup and commenced skull fucking his throat, as guy number three continued pounding his wrecked fuck-hole. And this guy had real stamina, fucking with aggressive force, causing pup to grunt with each hard thrust forward, only for his grunts to be forced back down with toxic Dick hitting the back of his throat. After I took my piss, Mike released the speculum, ordered the neg twink to stand up straight, turn around and keep his hands behind his back. Mike repeatedly scooped up piss from the tin bath in the jug, and poured it over pups head, drenching him from head to toe, in warm salty piss.

- You enjoying being drenched in your sins Boy?
- Yes Master
- Good Boy. Now go and kneel in front of the sling, facing away from it.

Is it time the neg twink swallowed one of the pills and left the parTy, or should he continue with his deep darkest desires?

[ScorpionFF]

For each part you enjoy, do feel free to 'upvote' or 'like', to keep the inspiration coming ?☢️

[bootedrbrboi4poz]

Don't let him swallow one of those pills. He needs converting

[ScorpionFF]

26 minutes ago, bootedrbrboi4poz said:

Don't let him swallow one of those pills. He needs converting

@bootedrbrboi4poz ....?☢️☠️?

[ScorpionFF]

Part 21:

My new boy who so far only had the neg cum of my son up his cunt knelt in front of the sling. He continued down his chosen craved path of destiny. Mike went over and stood with his back to him, so his wasted ass and stuck out anus were right in the boy's face. He removed his Leather waistcoat to reveal even more of his skinny frame, and a tattoo on the centre of his back that said 'Demon'. By the 'D' was a biohazard symbol, and by the 'n' was a scorpion. From his cammo satchel he took out one of his Gonorrhoea droppers, and squirted a few dropper loads of pus just inside the rim to his AIDS cunt, only inside enough for it to slowly leak out.

- What does my tattoo say boy?
- It says 'Demon', Master.
- Now worship me, pig. Show me your loyalty. Show me you are ready for me to possess you for the rest of your life.

The neg twink grabbed hold of Mikes thighs, and got stuck right into rimming and eating up the leaking pus, also rubbing his lips and nose in deep into Mikes exposed AIDS cunt flesh, giving him a very sticky face, to go with his already piss drenched body. The third guy fucking my converting pup had for a few minutes now increased his fucking to a full on nasty aggressive hate fuck, slamming in hard, using my pup like a slab of worthless poz fuck meat, and he was now starting to let out a climatic roar.

- Oh fuck yeah, take my strain you fucking nasty whore

Through his rubber mask Mike showed his appreciation for my own sweaty converting pup being used as a toxic cum dump;

- YEAH, go on, recharge that loose converting cunt with your toxic DNA mate. Go on, recharge that poz hole <-----> That's it boy, worship me, eat that pus out of my AIDS cunt.

Mike was now groaning with pleasure as guy number 3 dumped his filthy load up my pup. It wasn't much time before both guys spit roasting him switched positions and unmedicated poz Dick No.4 was sliding it's way in to take what it wanted and give what it had to kindly offer. Mike suddenly turned around, facing the pus gobbling neg twink.

- I guess you will be wanting to drink my pus straight from the tap
- Yes please Master

He went to put his mouth around Mikes bio-hazardous toxic vein throbbing diseased shaft of death.

- Ah ah ah ah ah, not so fast Boy. You want the real draught stuff straight from the tap, you are gonna have to fucking earn it.
- Yes Master. I will serve you until you feel I have earned what I crave, your delicious pus juice, and all your charged loads, Master.
- Lee, get this sweet neg pig in the sling, restrain both wrists and ankles, then set the electro machine up on that stool by the sling, and get sounding him again. 

Once set up, Lee lubed the sounding rod with more toxic pus, stood to the side of the sling, and got to work on slow, deep, intense sounding, during which time Mike just stood there for ages stroking his evil diseased fuck weapon, and then, he stood directly in front of the neg twink, and was wiping his pus ridden toxic cock head on the defenseless yet eager cunt hole. Wiping it over and over, eventually inserting the tip to his AIDS fuck piston, and just held that position, staying rock hard. THEN, SUDDENLY, he removed his rubber hood!! 

4 of us were now stood around the sling with Mike & Lee, and there were a few gasps of shock when Mike's yellow gaunt face was now for all to see. He looked at us, smirking, laughing in a demonic manner. Then in a split second his laugh and smile suddenly dropped, and his eyes became dark, cold, and soulless, He took his empty dark expression to the boys sweet innocent expression, slid in balls deep, and he snarled in a voice that was no longer his;

- What is it you want, faggot?
- PLEASE fuck me Master. Infect me with your P☢️z DNA. Make me YOURS. PLEASE.

Mike withdrew his dangerous death shaft and stood there, staring expressionless at the neg boy. His face remaining empty he took the leads from the electro machine and attached one to the boys balls, then the other to the sounding rod that Lee was using on the boy. He taped the lead to the rod so it was firm in place, left Lee to gently wank the boy, then, it was play time. Mikes face lit up once again as he turned the dials, sending electric signals into the boys Dick, and through his entire being.

- OMG Master, fuck, MORE, give me MORE

The boy's depraved Master needed no encouragement, and flitted between turning the dials up and down, up and down. Even though Mike had not planted his demon poison yet, he already owned the neg pig! All 6 of us now were around the sling stroking our nasty toxic pieces of fuck meat as we watched Lee & The Master do their nasTy beautiful work. 

- Fuck Master, please, MORE, give me MORE.

The electro dial was turned right up one last time and the sounding rod shot out as the boy shot a huge big creamy load over his belly. Mike scooped up some of the sweet neg juice and fingered it inside the boys neg cunt. Scooping up more he then lubed his own death shaft and slid back in, balls deep again, and this time there was no delay in a steady rhythm of fucking.

- This is it boy, no turning back now. It's time to accept my legacy.
- Fuck YES Master. Knock me up. Possess me.
- You nasTy pig!

He looked up at us bunch of toxic perverts, sling chains rattling, his yellow gaunt face giving his depraved twisted smirk as we all cheered him on, encouraging him to charge the boy up with his deadly seed. His smirk turned into a very dark sinister evil cackle as his eyes once again emptied of all human life force.

His laughing stopped, his face was dark and empty with an evil stare, and his fucking ground to a halt. He took his gaze from us to the boy, and withdrew his diseased weapon, keeping the leaking pus head inside, then slammed in hard deep inside the boys neg cunt. He repeated this several times, until on his last impale of his death stick, he stopped, his lower jaw extended out baring his yellow-brown teeth, and then came rhythmic grunting, each grunt a few seconds apart. Was he now cumming?

If so, should he pull out? ?☢️☠️?

[breederjock]

15 minutes ago, DaddysHand said:

Part 21:

My new boy who so far only had the neg cum of my son up his cunt knelt in front of the sling. He continued down his chosen craved path of destiny. Mike went over and stood with his back to him, so his wasted ass and stuck out anus were right in the boy's face. He removed his Leather waistcoat to reveal even more of his skinny frame, and a tattoo on the centre of his back that said 'Demon'. By the 'D' was a biohazard symbol, and by the 'n' was a scorpion. From his cammo satchel he took out one of his Gonorrhoea droppers, and squirted a few dropper loads of pus just inside the rim to his AIDS cunt, only inside enough for it to slowly leak out.

- What does my tattoo say boy?
- It says 'Demon', Master.
- Now worship me, pig. Show me your loyalty. Show me you are ready for me to possess you for the rest of your life.

The neg twink grabbed hold of Mikes thighs, and got stuck right into rimming and eating up the leaking pus, also rubbing his lips and nose in deep into Mikes exposed AIDS cunt flesh, giving him a very sticky face, to go with his already piss drenched body. The third guy fucking my converting pup had for a few minutes now increased his fucking to a full on nasty aggressive hate fuck, slamming in hard, using my pup like a slab of worthless poz fuck meat, and he was now starting to let out a climatic roar.

- Oh fuck yeah, take my strain you fucking nasty whore

Through his rubber mask Mike showed his appreciation for my own sweaty converting pup being used as a toxic cum dump;

- YEAH, go on, recharge that loose converting cunt with your toxic DNA mate. Go on, recharge that poz hole <-----> That's it boy, worship me, eat that pus out of my AIDS cunt.

Mike was now groaning with pleasure as guy number 3 dumped his filthy load up my pup. It wasn't much time before both guys spit roasting him switched positions and unmedicated poz Dick No.4 was sliding it's way in to take what it wanted and give what it had to kindly offer. Mike suddenly turned around, facing the pus gobbling neg twink.

- I guess you will be wanting to drink my pus straight from the tap
- Yes please Master

He went to put his mouth around Mikes bio-hazardous toxic vein throbbing diseased shaft of death.

- Ah ah ah ah ah, not so fast Boy. You want the real draught stuff straight from the tap, you are gonna have to fucking earn it.
- Yes Master. I will serve you until you feel I have earned what I crave, your delicious pus juice, and all your charged loads, Master.
- Lee, get this sweet neg pig in the sling, restrain both wrists and ankles, then set the electro machine up on that stool by the sling, and get sounding him again. 

Once set up, Lee lubed the sounding rod with more toxic pus, stood to the side of the sling, and got to work on slow, deep, intense sounding, during which time Mike just stood there for ages stroking his evil diseased fuck weapon, and then, he stood directly in front of the neg twink, and was wiping his pus ridden toxic cock head on the defenseless yet eager cunt hole. Wiping it over and over, eventually inserting the tip to his AIDS fuck piston, and just held that position, staying rock hard. THEN, SUDDENLY, he removed his rubber hood!! 

4 of us were now stood around the sling with Mike & Lee, and there were a few gasps of shock when Mike's yellow gaunt face was now for all to see. He looked at us, smirking, laughing in a demonic manner. Then in a split second his laugh and smile suddenly dropped, and his eyes became dark, cold, and soulless, He took his empty dark expression to the boys sweet innocent expression, slid in balls deep, and he snarled in a voice that was no longer his;

- What is it you want, faggot?
- PLEASE fuck me Master. Infect me with your P☢️z DNA. Make me YOURS. PLEASE.

Mike withdrew his dangerous death shaft and stood there, staring expressionless at the neg boy. His face remaining empty he took the leads from the electro machine and attached one to the boys balls, then the other to the sounding rod that Lee was using on the boy. He taped the lead to the rod so it was firm in place, left Lee to gently wank the boy, then, it was play time. Mikes face lit up once again as he turned the dials, sending electric signals into the boys Dick, and through his entire being.

- OMG Master, fuck, MORE, give me MORE

The boy's depraved Master needed no encouragement, and flitted between turning the dials up and down, up and down. Even though Mike had not planted his demon poison yet, he already owned the neg pig! All 6 of us now were around the sling stroking our nasty toxic pieces of fuck meat as we watched Lee & The Master do their nasTy beautiful work. 

- Fuck Master, please, MORE, give me MORE.

The electro dial was turned right up one last time and the sounding rod shot out as the boy shot a huge big creamy load over his belly. Mike scooped up some of the sweet neg juice and fingered it inside the boys neg cunt. Scooping up more he then lubed his own death shaft and slid back in, balls deep again, and this time there was no delay in a steady rhythm of fucking.

- This is it boy, no turning back now. It's time to accept my legacy.
- Fuck YES Master. Knock me up. Possess me.
- You nasTy pig!

He looked up at us bunch of toxic perverts, sling chains rattling, his yellow gaunt face giving his depraved twisted smirk as we all cheered him on, encouraging him to charge the boy up with his deadly seed. His smirk turned into a very dark sinister evil cackle as his eyes once again emptied of all human life force.

His laughing stopped, his face was dark and empty with an evil stare, and his fucking ground to a halt. He took his gaze from us to the boy, and withdrew his diseased weapon, keeping the leaking pus head inside, then slammed in hard deep inside the boys neg cunt. He repeated this several times, until on his last impale of his death stick, he stopped, his lower jaw extended out baring his yellow-brown teeth, and then came rhythmic grunting, each grunt a few seconds apart. Was he now cumming?

If so, should he pull out? ?☢️☠️?

How do I become that lucky pig? My keg boi hole needs to be out to work