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plane and into the terminal. God knows what sort of a picture we
presented to the many people in the building. Quite a few of them were
Europeans and I tried to catch their attention with my eyes but never
managed one. At one point I was so busy trying to catch a white man's
eye that I stumbled and fell. My robes rode up and I was naked from the
waist down briefly showing my chastity device and plugged butt until a
guard rushed over and straightened my clothes and stood me up. He gave
me a good kick in doing so. You pig he snarled quietly at me, I'll make
you pay for that. A shudder ran down my spine when I remembered how
helpless I was. I suddenly remembered the crying boy, I counted our line
and we were one short. Fear struck me, could they have killed him? My
fear for the boy however didn't last very long as an unconscious body
was unceremoniously brought onto the bus and dumped in the rear seats.
My balls hurt like hell as in falling I had managed to jerk them pretty
viciously. The guard who had kicked me came to me and removed my
internal gag but rapidly and viscously replaced it with and enormous
bright green ball gag. He made me stand and then ripped off my flowing
robe leaving me naked; the other guards all laughed heartily. Strangely
I felt very embarrassed standing there very much a slave. He searched
among his keys and eventually found the key for my genital restraints
and removed those as well. I did manage to catch the word fuck you
as he gabbled away in his native tongue. He then pushed me towards a
clear area at the back of the seats where he managed to string me up in
the spread-eagle position. He then stood in front of me in my full view
and slowly undressed, finally dropping his undershirts to reveal the
biggest cock I had ever seen. The other guards and prisoners by this
time were all watching our little scene several of the guards called out
apparently telling him to stop as the Prince would kill him if he found
out. But Hakim had no intention of stopping and embarrassed as I was I
found my self boning up rapidly. It was a pretty brutal rape, he smashed
his cock into my vulnerable arse with one stroke, I really thought he
had torn me it was so painful. After only a few strokes I felt his body
twitch and what felt like gallons of cum burst into me but to my horror
he hardly broke stride and continued to fuck me. I was quickly exhausted
and very sore but at long last he came again and pulled out rapidly. His
cock made a sucking sound as it exited my hole and I could feel his cum
running down the backs of my legs. He left me hanging there and
eventually two other guards cut me down and cuffed and replaced the
chastity devices. I was stunned, I had never been treated quite like
this before and I realised that this would probably be the way it would
be in the future. Shortly afterwards I fell into a shallow restless
sleep. The country we were travelling through was barren and
uninteresting. How long we had traveled I don't know but suddenly we
were surrounded by dozens of Arabs on horseback brandishing rifles. The
coach screamed to a halt with smoke coming from the tyres. Our guards
who were heavily outnumbered decided that negotiation was the best part
of valour and let the leader of the brigands onto the coach. One of the
prisoners spoke a little of the local language and was able to keep us
informed on what was happening. He's asking just what is going on and
he's been told we are new slaves for Prince Baru. I was commanded to
stand and my robes were pulled up to display my chastity piece and butt
plug the brigand thought this was highly amusing and I blushed deeply
with shame. The name Baru seemed to impress the bandit for a while but I
could see that he was getting excited at the sight of so many slaves and
perhaps he could get some of them for himself. After a while our guards
agreed that he could have one of our number. Our head guard went to the
back of the bus and dragged the helpless boy forward. He was obviously
not gagged as he screamed and begged but to no avail. He was handed over
to the brigand. He was thrown across the back of the leader's horse who
quickly mounted and they all galloped away. I think I can safely say
that although we all felt very sorry for the boy that not one of us
would have swapped places. The coach ride seemed to go on forever across
miles and miles of vast empty sand and desert. Sunset came just after we
had arrived at a fuel dump where the coach was refilled with diesel.
Apparently we were to spend the night there, camping under the stars.
All of us prisoners we were made to make a circle and then to lie down
on the still hot sand. We were still joined to each other by the length
of chain so and escape was out of the question. Our guards gave us some
cold food and water then they settled down a little distance away from
us. They were obviously drinking alcohol as the noise they made grew
louder as the evening wore on. Occasionally one of them would come over
to us to make sure we were still safe. The next morning we were all
pushed back onto the coach and we set out again. How much longer will it
be, I asked the guard Hakim, as
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need to take a shit and I can't do that with this
damned plug in place. He laughed and said it will be a few hours yet.
The coach ran on until about 5.30pm that afternoon when a large building
suddenly appeared in the distance. As we got nearer we could see that it
was a palatial structure. Another hour and the coach was driven inside
the gates of this huge building and we were allowed off. The place was
huge with lots of people around. We were lined up and the connecting
chain removed. An important looking man approached an addressed us: You
are all the slaves of Prince Baru, you are his personal property and
will do everything he orders. He has the power of life or death over
you. You will now be released from your bonds and allowed to clean up,
eat and sleep. He turned and left. A small slave hurried amongst us
lifting our robes undoing the handcuffs and thankfully unlocking the
chastity and butt plug devices. It was marvelous to be free of that
thing. Several very young looking boys came in and went one to each of
us and introduced themselves. Mine announced that his name was Achmed
(he couldn't have been more than 16) and that he was my personal slave
to do with as I wished unless my wishes were in contravention to those
of my Master the Prince. He took me to my quarters where he carefully
stripped me of the robes and bathed me head to foot. It was so sensual
and I hadn't cum for days and I soon had an erection to be proud of.
Achmed paid particular attention to this and I quickly spurted cum
everywhere but surprisingly I didn't lose the erection. Seeing this
Achmed immediately rolled over and presented me his arse. I'd rather you
fucked me I said. Unfortunately Young Master, I cannot. He then showed
me his empty ballsac. He had been castrated. He looked so shamefaced
that I immediately felt sorry for him and I fucked him lovingly and
tenderly. It was very enjoyable but I felt I needed to be fucked myself.
After a while of my lying there and holding the boy in my arms, I began
to snooze. Master, Achmed shook me gently, it is now time for me to
apply your bondage for an hour or two. He explained that it was his
instructions from the Prince that all slaves had to endure 2 hours of a
bondage position especially chosen by him every night. This evening I
was to be tied to the "wheel of passion". This was a large
wheel that stood about 8 feet high and was 2 feet wide. I was quickly
fastened to this with my cock and balls protruding through where these
were tensioned and then tied off to some part of the inner wheel. The
wheel stood on a large frame and was fitted with a brake so that it
could be stopped to place the victim in the right position for whatever
was required. Satisfied that everything was correct Achmed took his
leave saying that he would return in two hours. The position was not
exactly comfortable but very boring when no sex is involved. I must have
dropped off for I was startled when a hand angrily slapped my exposed
arse. I jumped as much as my bonds allowed. A voice behind me said my
brother certainly knows how to pick a choice piece of arse. The voice
suddenly appeared in my line of vision. He was younger than the Prince
was but just as handsome. My brother is away and while he's away I don't
suppose he'll mind me helping my self to one of his slaves now and
again. He laughed wildly at this statement. Now we don't want you
bringing Achmed running back in do we? The question was rhetorical as He
forced some rag into my mouth and bound in place. I was still naked of
course so there was no barriers now to slow him. Now what has that silly
boy done about your cock and balls bondage, he ducked under the wheel
and examined Achmed's work. No, no this won't do at all he said as he
quickly undid the rope. He then produced a thin rawhide cord and
commenced to tie an intricate pattern around my cock and balls. I was
soon as stiff as I've ever been with my cock and balls tightly tied and
pulled away from me and then tied to the frame of the wheel. If anything
he proved to be a little larger in the cock department than his brother
was but his cock was so rigid that it dry entered me with ease. It felt
like somebody had thrust a red-hot poker into my arse and I screamed
loudly into the gag. He wasted no time with the niceties of lovemaking
but screwed me harshly. He must have kept fucking for at least 30
minutes before blasting his cum deep into my guts. Very good indeed he
said when he had dismounted. He slapped my arse hard again then left. It
had been a very good fuck indeed and I was now very satisfied if not
very sore. Some time later Achmed returned he was very disturbed when he
discovered cum leaking from my arse and my genitals bindings changed.
What has happened he asked fearfully? I explained to him just what had
happened, that must have been the Prince's younger brother he replied
his name is Ranji and he very cruel indeed. If it gets to the knowledge
of Prince Baru my head will be severed for allowing this to happen. He
shook with fear. I comforted him; as best I could and assured him that
nobody would find out the secret from me. Over the next few days I found
out that Ranji hated his brother and would do anything to hurt him and
it didn't matter who else had to die to in the process.
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