O’Melissokomos
The Bee Keeper

New Master in the County 3: Coach Delivers a Surprise

by Rough Master

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Harlan Clemons sat at his table eating, naked, writing down a list of his co-workers and prize athletes, the Master’s instructions that morning on the phone were very specific. Harlan looked over the list; he had no choice but to obey.

The first name on the list was his assistant coach, Lionel Merle Mitchell, whom everyone called Merle. He was a younger coach, just 24, right out of college, and had tons of ideas to make the team better. Harlan had taken to him, and they had become friends.

Friendship no longer mattered; the Master had made that clear. He would enslave and torture anyone he was ordered to. His thoughts were broken by a knock on his front door. The coach got up, took a towel and wrapped it around his waist.

The Coach opened the door to find, Austin Nicholson, his star quarterback standing on his porch. The Coaches Psyonic Capulator buzzed in his head for a few seconds. Austin was eighteen, hung, very muscular and toned.

“Catch you at a bad time coach?” The Redheaded teen asked, as he looked over his coach’s body. The coach had shaved off his thick fur and looked very different with his muscles now hairless.

“I was just about to jump in the shower.” The coach laughed, “Come in, what’s up?” He knew what the Master would want him to do, and a small part of him tried to fight it, only to find himself asking the boy in.

“It’s Sunday morning, did you forget our usual workout time.” Austin asked as he walked in, and took his jacket off.

“It had slipped my mind.” The coach laughed. He normally worked out with Austin and a couple of the other team members to help them weight train and mold to be better players. “Are the others coming?”

Austin blushed a bit, and said no. “They were at the party last night; I doubt they will be here.” Austin knew the coach didn’t care that his team got drunk and partied, hell that was part of football. Just like fucking your girlfriend after a big game you won.

The coach’s reputation with his team had made parents comfortable with him working with players at his home; none of his players ever failed a class or got behind in their work. He also was known as one the kids could talk too. He handed out condoms to his players with a no questions asked policy, and was known to turn an eye when one was in the locker room with his girlfriend.

With out thinking, the coach turned and headed for his bedroom, “I’ll just slip some shorts on.” He dropped the towel so Austin got a good look at his coaches’ muscular ass and heavy balls at he turned. It wasn’t the first time Austin had seen it, the coach was known to shower with the guys.

Harlan pulled out a pair of grey sweat shorts, and pulled them on. He reached into his top drawer and pulled out the captivator device, and placed it in the elastic, on his right side. He walked back into the room to find Austin striping down to his work out clothes.

They went down to the coaches finished basement, where his work out machines were, the coach had managed to find a couple of work out machines and had some other equipment donated for his students. The coach never had a problem getting the community to support the team, especially the player’s fathers.

The workout was intense with heavy lifting being the focus. The coach spotted Austin as he was lifting 200 pounds on the weight bench. Positioning himself so that Austin could see up his shorts and get a view of the coaches’ thick cock and balls.

Austin finished his fourth set with the weights at the coach, added 50 more pounds to the weight set. “Um Coach can I talk to you about something?” Austin leaned back, and started to lift as the coach got into position to spot.

“You were a quarterback right?” Austin kept doing his lifts.

“Yea, both high school and college.” Harlan was watching the boy struggle, but kept lifting.

“You ever feel like you going through the motions because you’re expected to?” Austin finished ten, and got the weights on the bar and sat up.

“What do you mean?” The coach asked as he walked around and sat on the bench next to Austin.

“I’m expected to get good grades, be the man on campus, and to fuck the head cheerleader.” Austin looked down, “It’s like I am stuck in a roll on a bad Friday night drama.”

The coach smiled, and put his arm around Austin, “I think I know what the part you’re having the most trouble with.” The coach squeezed Austin’s shoulder, “Come on talk to me. I’ll help you no matter what it is.”

“Coach, I’m not interested in girls.” Austin kept looking down at his feet, “I’m Gay. I know it’s not what you wanted to hear.”

That would have been true a few days ago, but Harlan understood now. He had gone from straight to cock whore quicker than he would have ever thought. He stood and walked in front of Austin, “its ok.”

Austin looked up, to see the coach smiling. “Austin your not the first quarterback to have these feelings. It’s okay with me, I don’t care where you stick your dick, and if the guys mess with you, I’ll handle it, were a team.”

“I’m not saying I am going to come out coach, but I broke off with Jenny last night. It wasn’t fair to her.” Austin laidback down to do another set, “I couldn’t even enjoy fucking her. Felt sick coach.” Harlan moved back over to spot.

“I’m sure she will recover.” The coach’s cock was twitching, and Austin noticed it while he was lifting. The coach continued, “Keep you eye on what you’re doing.”

Austin blushed, “Sorry coach can’t help but notice it.” He finished the set.

“I don’t mind.” The coach said, “It’s not the first time I have been checked out by a guy. Next set.” The coach reached down to add more weight to it.

“I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable coach.” Austin reached for the weight bar, “You sure about this coach? I’ve never lifted 300 before.”

“Yes were going to step it up.” The coach paused, pulled his shorts down, laying the device on top, “And does this look like I am uncomfortable around you because you snuck a peek at my dick?”

Austin looked at his coach, and then turned his attention back to the lifting, as the coach got into position, his dick just inches from his face. He lifted, and with the coach yelling encouragement, managed to do ten lifts with the weight.

The coach came around the weight bench and straddled Austin, placing his cock to his lips, “Now take your reward.” The coach pushed the head right into Austin’s mouth and the boy started to suck with earnest.

Choking on the thick cock that was hardening in his mouth, Austin started to pull off, to find the coaches hands in his hair pushing him back down as the coach started to thrust. “No Austin you going to do it my way.”

Austin just moaned as the Coach was raping his throat, he had never had a cock this big before. The coach pulled out after ten minutes, he then got off Austin, “Get naked now.” Austin pulled his clothes off quick to find the coach yanking him into his arms and kissing him.

Breaking the kiss, the coach smiled, “Bend over the weight bench now.” The coach grabbed a bottle of muscle oil and lubed up his cock, got in position, placing his head right into the hole, slowly sliding the boy open, till the boys’ hole was at the base of his balls.

The coach began to fuck his quarterback, holding him in position as he pistoned in and out of the boys’ hole. Austin had gone from screaming, to grunting, to moaning. Begging the coach to fuck him, to open him up.

Austin was lost in a world of pleasure for over 45 minutes, his own cock rock hard, The coach was an experienced lover, rotating between slow and hard fucking, driving Austin crazy, When he felt coach’s cock swell and hit his prostate with his hot jizz, he shot all over the weight bench and collapsed.

The coach left his cock buried in the hole, as he reached down and picked up the device, and putting his head next to Austin’s ear, “I figured you would enjoy being made love to once.” The coach placed the device on Austin’s neck and fired a Psychic Captivator right into the brain of his quarterback.

Austin found himself convulsing while there was a loud buzzing in his head, his coach was holding him down, starting to thrust again, getting hard inside him, and he was being fucked for a second time.

The Captivator went straight to work; the fucking the new slave was receiving was making it easier for the Captivator to do its job. The boy’s mind put up almost no resistance as he was being programmed.

After 10 minutes, the coach pulled out without finishing, he ordered Austin to lie on his back on the workout bench he would be back in a few moments. As Austin moved to comply, the coach walked upstairs, got a set of headphones and a MP3 player and returned to the basement.

He placed the headphones on Austin, started the MP3 player and then slid down and lifted Austin’s leg exposing his hole. The coach started to lick the cum out of it from earlier. Taking his time, twenty minutes later the coach walked upstairs leaving Austin to being programmed.

Austin’s mind was taking the programming; he would obey his Master and his coach. He would never again fuck a woman; he was defiantly gay. He would allow any man to fuck him, he would let his friends do it, and in time enslave them just as he was being enslaved, and Austin accepted his fate willingly, which made the program take with no resistance.

Harlan picked up the phone and called his assistant coach, Merle Mitchell, “Hey Merle. I just wanted to see if you could come over this morning to go over some of the new plays and to talk about Austin, he’s going through something and I want him to know we support him.

“Sure coach, let me get dressed and I will be right over.” Merle hung up the phone, pulled on his shorts and a t-shirt, grabbed his shoes and keys and headed out the door. He knew that the coach took his players seriously and was a part of his their lives. He felt this was a good part of being a coach, able to relate to you players.

Merle drove down the street; the coaches’ house wasn’t too far out of town. He had been worried about the coach, he had kept to himself the last couple of days, and he had heard the coach had shaved his head.

Pulling up to the house he met the coach who was wearing grey sweat shorts. “What’s with the smooth look Harlan?” Merle asked as he walked up to the porch.

“Something I am trying.” Harlan laughed, as he knew shortly, Merle would be shaved to match him. “Want a beer?” The coach turned and led Merle into the kitchen, where he had 2 beers out, and handed merle the laced one.

“What’s going on with Austin?” Merle asked as he sipped on his beer.

“I’m not going to sugar coat this, but Austin’s gay.” The coach sat on the stool at the bar in his kitchen. Watching the reaction of his assistant coach very carefully.

“Aw fuck he’s one of those cocksuckers?” Merle took another sip, “Maybe that’s why I always thought he was checking my cock out in the shower.” He looked at his boss, “What are we going to do about it??”

“Be there for him.” The coach sat his beer down. “I’m not going to kick him for being gay.”

“Come on once it gets out he is finished.” The assistant coach looked pissed, “I mean come on I would never have pegged him to be a fruit. He’s fucking the hottest girl in school, hell I would love to fuck her.”

“Dude it doesn’t matter, he wasn’t happy, and confided to me what was wrong this morning.” The coach stood, “Hell it’s all right, its part of the modern age.”

“Maybe for you, but I don’t know if I can trust him.” Merle looked down, “I don’t care for fags coach, it’s just not right.” Merles head was beginning to buzz, sliding out a chair from the kitchen table, Merle flopped down into it.

“I would have hoped your reaction would have been better.” The coach shook his head, “You see now that the drug is in you I don’t feel so bad for you.” The coach moved closer, “You don’t mind that I drugged you.”

“No I don’t.” Merle shook his head, he was feeling pretty good right now. His mind was fogged, yes he agreed with the coach, he would obey any order, and he would do as he was told. “Yes sir.” He slurred when the coach ordered him to strip naked.

The coach had taken him down the stairs, but Merle blacked out once he reached the bottom, he wasn’t sure how long he was out, he awoke to being tied ass up on a weight bench his arms secured to the weight bar.

“What the fuck????” He cried out, as he felt the belt come across his back. “You will speak only with permission.” The coach replied as he took his leather belt across the assistant coaches’ ass. “You will be a slave to my Master. However you will be punished before you’re converted.”

The Coach snapped his fingers, and Austin came from the corner, his dick rock hard, mounted the assistant coach, spit, and shoved his cock in full force. The Coach cracked the belt across Merles back.

Merle felt like he was being ripped in two, the assault on his ass by this faggot, while his boss beat him was taking a toll on his mind. He never figured his boss was a faggot. To his horror the coach moved to the other side of the weight bench, and put his cock right to his lips.

Letting the belt fly and striking right into the back of the new slave, the coach barked, “Suck it or else I will beat you worse.” His cock slipped right in and he grabbed the head and made Merle choke on it as he started to violently rape Merles mouth.

To Merles horror he was restrained to well, he pulled trying to get loose or two shake out the two dicks invading him. His muscles strained, and to his horror his cock was rock hard. The rape of his ass was beginning to feel good.

Austin pumped away for twenty minutes, and then he blew his load deep in the assistant coach. He pulled out and dropped to his knees to await instructions. The Coach pulled out of Merle’s mouth with a loud pop.

“You like it faggot??” The Coach swung the belt as he moved behind the assistant coach. He started to beat the coaches’ ass with the belt, strike after strike. Merle’s ass was welted and blood red when the coach finished, dropped the belt and Plowed into Merle’s ass with no lube.

Harlan had never been this violent with a fuck before, he fucked like a wild animal enjoying the screams from Merle. He raped him for over an hour before he blew in his ass, and then ordered his quarterback to lick all the cum out and not to miss a drop.

Merle was still crying, “Why Man???”

The coach took him by his hair and slapped him across the face, “Let me explain this to you. You’re going to be ending up a mindless cock sucker in time. You loved it bitch.” Slapping him a few more times, the coach reached over and pulled the device from his shorts.

Soon Merle’s mind was lost in the conversion process, and he blacked out and slumped on to the bench. His body convulsing and his mind changing, he shot a huge load onto the bench as the program took hold.

When merle awoke, his body was very sore, his ass killing him when he heard the voice behind him ask him to identify himself as he hard a lap top close. A chair move and some one come behind him.

“Unit 033, slave Lionel Merle Mitchell, Assistant Coach.” Merle couldn’t believe those words escaped his lips, “What is going on?”

Merle screamed as the cat of nine tails came across his back. “You have been programmed to serve me slave.” The Master brought another two strikes across his back as he circled the slave. “I have left your memories and original personality intact. You will hate me but you will worship me too.”

The Master was methodical with the cat o’ nine tails he was flogging unit 033 with, punishing the slave with out mercy. “You will pay the price for you phobia and unreal fear slave.” The Master snapped his fingers and unit 027; slave Todd took position to fuck the new slave.

“Rape him.” The Master ordered and pulled out a tens unit, attached to a prod, he began to zap both slaves as they were fucking. He took the prod the new slaves balls, making him scream in pain. The rape only took twenty minutes.

The Master snapped his fingers again and slave 03 took his place, and began to fuck the poor assistant coach. He would smack the beaten ass; he even gave the slaves a couple of punches in the kidney.

The assaults on Merle turned him on, he was privileged to be used this way, and he was also terrified that he was enjoying it. He wanted to please his Master he wanted them to fuck him. He needed to be beat for being a homophobe.

The Master ordered the coach to lie on his back on the other weight bench and for the quarterback slave to eat his hole and get him ready. It was long before the quarterback was pulled out of the hole and the Master slid his cock up into the coach.

The coach was moaning like a whore in heat, he was being reward by the Master. His cock deep inside him, he knew he was being fucked by the best, the one. He would do anything for this to happen again, as it was such a sweet drug to the coach.

It seemed over too soon, though just over an hour passed at the Master pulled out and shot hit load right down the coaches’ throat. The coach hungrily cleaned his Masters cock, needing the cum inside him.

The Master ordered slave 003 to cum, and then to clean the ass out of the new slave. He pulled his jeans back on, and then ordered his two body guards to dress. “You have done well coach.” The Master looked at him.

The coach got up and untied the assistant coach, and both were ordered to kneel with the quarterback. The Master walked around all three stopping in front of them, “You”, he pointed at the quarterback, and the assistant coach, “Will go home, resume you normal lives and wait. You will report here to the coach for instructions, and he will be who you fuck when I wish it.”

Turning to the coach, “You will wait for instructions till then you will act normal. You will fuck these two when you have urges.” The Master then walked up the stairs with his two slaves in tow. He headed home.

The coach turned to the two still on his knees, “We will do as told.” He stood up, “Dress you two, and head home.” Both of the slaves jumped to their feet gathered their clothes and headed home.

Outside by slave Austin’s car, the Master was sitting on the driver side fender, watching his new young slave approach closer. “Kneel and listen my slave.” The Master commanded, and Austin dropped to his knees.

Austin couldn’t remember the exact discussion as he drove home; he glanced over at the bag in the passenger seat. He remembered answering some questions, he confirmed to his Master, that yes his father was indeed Owen Nicholson, the county District attorney.

He pulled his car into the garage, and walked across to the door, walking into the family room he found his father, asleep in his easy chair, football on TV. Austin looked at his father, bare chested, just in his boxers sleeping.

He set the bag on the coffee table and pulled out the syringe. Some how he knew how exactly where to stick the syringe. He injected his father in the neck and held him down while he convulsed in the chair.

Owen had opened his eyes when he felt the needle in his neck, he couldn’t speak, he found his vision clouding and then he lost consciousness. His mind spinning, everything seemed wrong, he couldn’t think straight, he found himself coming to but unable to control the muscles in his body.

Austin had sunk down to his knees and had pulled the cock out of the boxers of his father. He was sucking away in no time, but his father never got hard. He wanted to see if his dad was bigger, he couldn’t control himself, he wanted that cum.

He didn’t hear the two other of his slave brothers enter; he became aware of them, as unit 03 lifted his head from his dads cock. “Now now.” Slave 03 rubbed his hands over Austin’s chest as he pulled him up.

Unit 027 walked over, pulled a hunting knife from his belt, and with a loud rip cut the shorts off Owen. He then reached over to the bag on the table, pulled out a can, and coated Owen from his neck down.

“Go get some towels.” Unit 003 ordered and the Quarterback ran to get them. He came back to find both of the other units were naked. He handed the towels to 27, and dropped in front of 003 to suck his cock.

Unit 027 started to wipe the hair off of Owen with the towels. All of it fell off easily with the cream. Unit 027 picked up the helpless District Attorney and flipped him over and sprayed him with more cream for the back half of his body.

Austin had been positioned bent over the coach as 003 entered his hole. He couldn’t believe he was being fucked and watching his dad start his conversion to serving the Master. He was getting off on being fucked, when he heard 003 cry out “Semper FI!” filling his ass with his load after load.

Kicking the chair back into a sitting position, Unit 027 pulled out a set of cordless clippers and cut Owens hair into a high and tight. Owen looked different, younger 027 noticed as he put the clippers away and pulled out a metal cock cage.

Once he had the cock in the cage locked he reclined the chair back, and pulled a long plug out of the bag, lubed it and shoved it in with one thrust as the drugs had relaxed the muscles of Owen. He then locked the waist restraint that held the plug in.

Owen was hooded next, a gag locked in place, and he tried to scream but couldn’t control his lips. A blinder was attached. He couldn’t even moan when the tit clamps were locked on his nipples. He felt some sore of collar locking on to the hood. He head the sounds of chains rattling as leg irons were placed on his legs and locked into place.

Finally 027 placed leather locking wrist bands then took locking hooks, crossed Owen’s arms and locked them to a hoop in the collar. 027 stepped back, his cock was throbbing, and he turned and took his place in the quarterbacks’ ass.

003 walked over, and pulled Owen out of the chair and dumped him on the floor, He went and came back with a wet vacuum and some rags and cleaned the chair while Austin moaned loudly in the room from being power fucked.

Owen was just coming to, as he head unit 027 grunting, and shooting a load, yelling “Semper Fi!!” Unit 027 pulled out, allowed Austin to clean his cock, and then dressed along with unit 003.

Unit 003 and 027 lifted Owen into a standing position. Unit 003 turned to face Austin who had collapsed on the couch, “Clean this mess up. Act normal. Wait for instructions.” Unit 027 slapped Owen’s ass, “Walk” and they lead him outside and into the van.

Austin crawled off the couch, pulled himself to his feet and began to clean up the living room and to put things away. He took the bag to his room, and fell into bed. He took his fingers and scooped out the cum that was in his ass and fell asleep with his fingers still in his mouth.

The van traveled for about 20 minutes. Owen had given up screaming into the gag. He had no idea of what had happened t o him or how he found himself in this position. He remembered seeing his son and prayed that Austin was ok.

He heard the van stop, and was soon pulled out and placed on his feet, and shoved forward with some one barking “Walk.” Into his ear. He had to take small steps with the chains at his feet. He was led in the house and down the stairs.

003 Unlocked the new slaves’ wrists, and attached them to chains in the ceiling. He attached the slaves’ legs to chains, and they were pulled apart, held by the shackles on his legs and chains on the floor. Soon the slave just hung there.

He heard the footsteps as the slaves left, he wasn’t sure of how long he had hung there. He had gone through who could be behind this, if it was a case, or revenge for a case, of if this was something else.

As he thought about the events, he couldn’t shake the image of his son injecting him and then sucking on his cock while he couldn’t move. He knew that could not have happened. Austin was fucking the best girl in school, hell Owen had beaten off watching them through the crack of Austin’s door once.

It seemed like hours before he heard the door open, and the boot steps coming closer, he heard something rattle on the wall, and then he heard the voice. It was cold, deep, and carried in the room. “Welcome Mr. Owen Nicholson.”

“You and I are about to come very close.” The Master pulled the gag out of Owens mouth. “If you speak before I tell you, you will be punished, this is my court room your in, and make no mistake, you are on trial.”

The Master walked behind the District Attorney and rand his hand down his back. “I see you have done well these last five years.” The Master leaned in close, “Left after your greatest trial in the JAG office.”

Owen almost stopped breathing when he heard that, he had kept his background hush hush in this county and court system. He knew who was behind him, who held his life in his hands, and that he was about to face a night of torture.

Deciding to risk it, Owen spoke, “Commander James Olson.” The words just left his mouth when he heard the snap in the air and the single tail whip tear into his back, followed by four more quick and precise shots and Owens head being pulled up from behind.

“Thought you could drone me out? Shift the blame to me?” The Master let go of Owens head, and pulled the whip back for another ten strikes to Owens back. Blood had started to run down Owens back.

“You killed them.” The Master stuck Owen a few more times, “You stuck your nose in a cause the death of those honorable men.” The Master pulled his modified Tens rod of the wall, and struck it electrified to Owens balls.

Screaming Owen yelled, “No you flipped the switch, you covered it up!!!” The pain was unbearable as the Rode moved around his body shocking him. He Hung there when the assault stopped his muscles twitching.

“How about I flip the switch to the device in your son’s head?” The Master laughed as he grabbed a flogger and started to whip Owen across his chest. “Yes your son is now my loyal servant.” The Master laughed, and put his face right into the masked slaves, “You know how easy it would be to send the termination command?”

“No God please no.” Owen begged to find the Master pinching both of his nipples and twisting them. “I’ll do what you want.” Owen cried.

“God’s on vacation.” The Master released Owens nipples, “You’ll do what I want either way.” The Master put his devices up, and walked behind Owen and removed his collar and then pulled his hood off and hung them on the wall, while Owen begged.

“Tell me Lt. why did you expose Project Phoenix? What harm was it doing you?” The Master picked up the electrodes and walked around, he started to attach them to Owens chest.

“You betrayed those men, not me.” Owen gasped, “You took their trust, and turned them into your sex toys.” Owens head cracked back from the slap across his face.

“No. I perfected them, they were what our government wanted, soldiers that would do as told and die as ordered no matter what.” The Master looked into Owens eyes, “You got wind, and you forced my hand.” The Master smirked, “And some how you got under my radar.” Then he spit in Owens face.

“I would have put you behind bars for life.” Owen let a laugh escape, “You just had more pull than I did.”

“National Security.” The Master attached the electrodes to the main connection. He then pulled the goggles from the machine and attached them to Owen. “It was better to sweep it under the rug than let it out, Marines were turned into puppets.”

“My son is innocent, please don’t do this.” Owen pleaded.

“You son loves it. But you can take comfort he was a cocksucker before I got a hold of him.” The Master smiled, “The coach loved taking his cherry ass.” He finished hooking up the goggles and attached the headphones, “Don’t worry you’ll love your new life.”

Walking over to his workbench the Master pulled three bottles down, and picked up a clean syringe, and drew from all three bottles till the syringe was filled. He walked back over and held the needle to the neck of his new slave, “If you survive that is.” Then plunged it in and shot the slave full of the drugs.

Turning on the Computer the Master headed for the door as Owen’s screams filled the room and the goggles and headphones kicked on. The drug was burning inside his veins. He couldn’t focus on nothing but he lights in the goggles.

The last thing he heard was the door closing and the Master’s voice coming through the headphones. He had never expected to end up like this, and his cock hardened in the cage, and he screamed again from the spikes in the cock cage.

To be continued

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