The Beach House.
By The Slaver.
The sea crashed onto the rocks below the cliffs, on which the beach house stood. The house had been built over a century ago but looked just like new. The front of the house faced in land, with a large drive, in front of it. A high brick wall, with a gate in it enclosed the back of the house. Decking wrapped around the beach house; the decking at the back of the house lead, onto steps that in turn lead down to a large pool. The gate in the wall, lead down the cliff, too a private nudist beach.
A sheriff’s car pulled up on the drive out the front of the beach house, two Deputies climbed out of the car and walked up to the beach house’s front door. One of the two men knocked loudly on the door. After some time and more loud knocking, the door was opened. The two Deputies looked at the man who had just opened the door; the word ‘FAG’ sprung to both men’s minds; but never man said what they were both thinking.
The man standing before the two Deputies stood tall and straight, and was well built, his head had been completely shaved bald, he had a neatly trimmed salt and pepper beard, and piecing dark brown eyes, the sort of eyes that if you looked too long at them; they seemed to pulled you in! The man did not say a word, he just stood there eyeing the two Deputies, up. Waiting for one of them to speak. “I’m Deputy Wootton, and this is Deputy Banerjee!” the slightly smaller of the two men said. “There have been reports of ……” Deputy Banerjee, the taller of the two men said, but he could not finish his sentence; something about the fact that there had been reports of gay sex, and bondage practices going on at the Beach house, somehow seemed to stick in his throat, whenever he tried to say them out loud.
Deputy Wootton looked daggers at Deputy Banerjee; Deputy Wootton then turned his head and looked at the man at the door, “Please forgive my Partner; he’s such a Pussy about these sorts of things!” Deputy Wootton stopped for a few seconds and gave his partner another look of daggers, and then continued, “Maybe it would be better if we, all, continued this, inside, sir?”
The man just nodded his head, and stepped back slightly so the two Deputies could enter the house. The man led the two Deputies into a large open spaced living area, and over to some chairs grouped around a wooden table; the man with a wave of a hand bid the two men too took a seat. The two Deputies sat in two chairs side by side, of each other. The man took a seat across from the two Deputies, and just smiled. “Now, Sire. Are you Mr. Dacascos the owner of this house?” Deputy Wootton asked.
The Man smiled, and then answered Deputy Wootton: “Yes, I’m Dacascos. And yes, I am the owner of this house. Now before we continue would you two Deputies like some juice, I was just about to have some myself!” The whole time Dacascos had been speaking, the two Deputies eyes were somehow locked onto Dacascos’s dark brown eyes; they just could not look away. Neither man replied, they just sat staring straight ahead, a small trickle of drool had just started to run from a corner of the two men’s mouths.
Dacascos left the two drooling Deputies sitting in their seats and walked into the kitchen. He walked over to the fridge, from which he took a bottle of orange juice, and also a large bottle of a clear, colourless liquid. Dacascos quickly looked at the two drooling Deputies, he did not have long, before the two men started to came round. From a shelf Dacascos took three glasses; two were clear, and the third was tinned. In the two clear glasses Dacascos poured a large dose of the clear, colourless liquid. The he filled up all three glasses with juice. He then placed the glasses on a tray; and took them out of the kitchen, and over to the two Deputies, he placed the clear glasses in front of the two drooling men. “Drink, BOYS. You’ll be here for a long time, so drink up.”
Still drooling, the two Deputies reached out, and each of them took a glass, and quickly drained them. The effect on the two men was instantaneous, both men’s eyes rolled up into the back of their heads; so only the whites of their eyes were showing. Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee slid slightly out of their sit, and the empty glasses slid from their hands, and smashed on the floor. Dacascos stood looking down at the two Deputies for a few seconds. Then he reached out and grabbed hold of Deputy Banerjee; he then pulled the deputy out of his seat.
Dacascos then pulled Deputy Banerjee over his shoulder, and then shoulder carried the Deputy over to a small door that was under the stairs. Dacascos went through the door, still carrying the Deputy. After about half an hour, Dacascos returned, but, without Deputy Banerjee. He then collected Deputy Wootton and took him through the same door. After another half an hour Dacascos again returned, empty handed. Dacascos walked to the front door and opened it; on the drive he saw the Deputies car. Smiling, Dacascos pulled out his Cell and stent a text.
A few minutes later, Dacascos received a reply to his text. Smiling, Dacascos stood by the Door, and waited. Ten minutes later, a vehicle was heard pulling up outside. Dacascos then opened the door and went out. Outside, were two vehicles from a local Chop shop. Dacascos watch as the Deputies car was loaded onto a flatbed lorry. Once the car was secured to the flatbed, the two vehicles drove away. In a small matter of time, the car would by nothing but a pile of spare parts, no trace of it would ever be found.
Dacascos closed the door, he then turned and then walked through the door under the stairs. On the other side of the door was a flight of stairs, leading down into darkness. Dacascos descended the stairs, at the bottom of the stairs was a thick wooden door. Dacascos reached out and opened the door, he walked through the door, closing it behind him. On the other side of the door was a large room, which was more like a cave that had been carved out of the solid rock of the cliffs, in the middle of which stood two metal gurneys, on which where strapped the two Deputies.
Both men were still out cold; they were now completely naked, and IV was now in one of each of the Deputies arms. A VR headset was clamped to each Deputies head. Every now and then, the only movement from the two men was a twitch of one, or the others man’s cock; both of which was leaking a small amount of Pre-cum. Dacascos turned and left the room. It would be at least six weeks before the conditioning programme on Deputy Banerjee and Deputy Wootton was completed. He would check on the two men over that time, but there was not much that could be done till then.
A clock somewhere in the house struck the hour. Dacascos let out a loud grunt, as he nutted yet again. A gagging sound was heard, as Dacascos’s unwilling bed guest was forced to swallow yell another of Dacascos’s merge loads of his man-juice. Dacascos’s unwilling bed guest was bound tightly in a rubber sleep-sack, only the guy’s head was free. The guy’s mouth was forced open be a metal spider-gag. The guy’s freshly shaved head shone in the dim lights of the bedroom. Dacascos had kidnapped the guy off the streets earlier that day. Dacascos would face-fuck the guy, endlessly, over the next six weeks.
Six weeks later. Deputy Banerjee climbed out of the pool, grabbed a towel and dried his body. He had a strange empty look on his face, his body was now almost completely hairless, his hair was now blond, and buzzed into a high and tight cut, and finally, his crouch was now blond and had been manscaped. Deputy Banerjee then took a glass of juice from the table, near to were Deputy Wootton stood, the same changes had been done to Deputy Wootton. Deputy Banerjee sipped his juice and reclined upon a lounger on the patio, near the pool. Deputy Banerjee’s taut, tanned physique captured the rays of the noon-day sun.
Deputy Wootton walked over to his friend, and he reclined like Deputy Banerjee, upon another Lounger on the patio. Deputy Wootton like Deputy Banerjee, also had a strange empty look on his face. After a few minutes Deputy Wootton, then stood up, and walked over to the side of the pool: Deputy Wootton then for a moment stared upon the glistening waters of the pool, then, suddenly Deputy Wootton dove into the cool clear water of the pool, Deputy Wootton surfaced and swam several laps.
Deputy Banerjee slowly sipped his juice, the strange empty look on his face seemed to get deeper somehow; Deputy Banerjee could not help himself: he found himself watching Deputy Wootton. A goofy smile came to Deputy Banerjee’s face as he admired his friends’ equally impressive physique., as he swum in the pool
“What kind of juice is this?’ Deputy Banerjee asked, his voice seemed to have changed in tone.
“It’s a special kind, That I make for special friends!” A voice from the shadows replied. “My special juice makes those who drink it feel so alive, so awake, so …”
“Horny.” Deputy Banerjee moaned, his voice was not slurred anymore; now he seemed to have a sluttish, twinkish kind of voice, . The goofy smile was still on his face, as he sipped his juice. Without thinking Deputy Banerjee started to slowly rubbed his junk, through his trunks. “Like, just right now, I’m really horny. Fuck do I need to get my rocks off”
“Me, too.” Deputy Wootton said, he also now had the same sluttish, twinkish voice, as Deputy Banerjee, had. Deputy Wootton climbed out of the pool, that strange empty look was now, also on Deputy Wootton’s face. “It’s like right now, all I can think of is …” Deputy Wootton confessed, staring at Deputy Banerjee’s crotch. The figure in the shadows, smiled to itself, it stood and watched.
Deputy Banerjee took another sip of his juice, he then placed the empty glass on the patio, he then stood up, and without any hesitation, Deputy Banerjee ripped off the pair of bright yellow buggies smugglers he had on. Deputy Banerjee, then turned around and lay on his back, on the lounger. Deputy Banerjee opened his legs wide, and then he wiggled his junk, at Deputy Wootton.
Deputy Banerjee wiggled his junk at his friend; inviting Deputy Wootton to serve him. Deputy Wootton smiled, he moved towards his friend, and then he knelt between Deputy Banerjee’s legs. Deputy Wootton leaned forward and swallowed, and then sucked Deputy Banerjee’s cock. “Feels good!” Deputy Banerjee moaned, his original bass toned voice was now completely gone, and replaced with that sluttish, twinkish voice, that both he and Deputy Wootton now had.
The figure in the shadows smiled, he knew know that from now on; Deputy Banerjee would always enjoy Deputy Wootton’s tongue tickling his veined, thick cock. Deputy Banerjee maned as he enjoyed Deputy Wootton’s cock sucking, skills. But then, suddenly Deputy Wootton stopped sucking his friend’s cock; and Deputy Wootton then started to finger Deputy Banerjee’s tight whole with his spit-wet fingers. Deputy Banerjee cried out and tried to pull away; but Deputy Wootton did not stop roughly fingering Deputy Banerjee’s whole and held him tightly in place.
Deputy Wootton stopped fingering Deputy Banerjee, and pulled him onto all-fours on the patio, Deputy Wootton then used towels to cushion his, and Deputy Banerjee’s knees. Deputy Wootton pushed his friend farther down on his all-fours, Deputy Banerjee’s ass was now exposed for the taking. Deputy Wootton now with that strange empty look plastered on his face; ripped off his own pair of bright yellow buggies smugglers, and without any warning, Deputy Wootton then plunged his rock-hard cock deep into Deputy Banerjee’s whole. Deputy Banerjee’s screams for mercy, and to stop ploughing his ass, went unheeded by Deputy Wootton, who just fucked Deputy Banerjee like he was a piece of meat.
Suddenly, Deputy Wootton through back his head, he pushed deeper into Deputy Banerjee’s whole, and then Deputy Wootton let out a scream, even louder than those from Deputy Banerjee. Deputy Wootton then went roam rod straight as he deposited six weeks’ worth of man-juice deep inside Deputy Banerjee’s gut. Deputy Banerjee still cried for mercy, and the fucking to stop, as he felt his guts filling up with Deputy Wootton’s warm, sticky, man-juice.
Deputy Wootton after he had stopped Cumming pulled his cock out of Deputy Banerjee’s whole; Deputy Banerjee, just lay on the patio, whimpering, Deputy Wootton’s man-juice leaking for his ass. The figure in the shadows stepped out of the shadows onto the patio, not far from Deputy Banerjee, and Deputy Wootton.
Dacascos looked with contempt at the two studs. In his hand was a box, he moved nearer to Deputy Wootton and held out the box to Deputy Wootton. “You know what you have to do, cage the Bitch!”
Deputy Wootton took the box from Dacascos and opened it. From inside the box, Deputy Wootton took out a metal ripped cock cage. Deputy Banerjee, still whimpering, was then pulled to his feet; Deputy Wootton then thrust Deputy Banerjee’s cock and ball into some ice from the poolside bar; swinking Deputy Banerjee’s once 9″ cock to near nothing. Deputy Banerjee’s swonken cock was then quickly encased in the ripped cage; the cage was then locked in place.
Deputy Wootton, without any questions, and without saying anything handed over the cage’s key to Dacascos, he just stood and stared at Deputy Banerjee and Deputy Wootton for several seconds. Then he spoke to the two men “You both want to go for a walk, swim, and play on the nudist beach?” Dacascos ordered, “You both will not return for some time. Understand?”
Both Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee nodded ‘yes’. “Let’s head for the nudist beach.” Said Deputy Wootton, as he turned and took Deputy Banerjee’s hand, Deputy Banerjee did not say anything. He just strolled through the gate and down the staircase. Deputy Banerjee and Deputy Wootton walked onto the beach, hand in hand. Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee headed for the water’s edge. The sun caressed their naked bodies, Deputy Wootton’s man-juice leaking from Deputy Banerjee’s whole, had begun to dry, in the hot sun.
Deputy Wootton smiled, as he pushed Deputy Banerjee down on all-fours at the water’s edge; he then jerked his cock a few times, to get hard. Then he thrust his hard cock deep into Deputy Banerjee’s revised whole. Deputy Banerjee again screamed as his whole was again penetrated. Deputy Wootton began another rough and hard fuck of his friend’s whole. Several other guys walked up and stood watching Deputy Banerjee being fucked. The guy’s stroked their twitching cocks, to get hard, as they waited their turn to Fuck Deputy Banerjee. After each man had been served by Deputy Banerjee; they gave Deputy Wootton folded $20 bills.
Back at the beach house, just after Deputy Banerjee and Deputy Wootton had left, naked, and hand in hand for the nudist beach, Dacascos spent a few minutes tiding away the glasses from around the patio; he then turned and walked towards the house. On the decking that wrapped around the beach house; Dacascos saw Sheriff Newt standing, looking down at the pool and patio, there was a mixed look on the Sheriff’s face, of outrage, shock and horror. “Those two pervs are my two missing Deputies. You’ve fucking turned them GAY. Have you’ve done anything like that to other men, before?” Dacascos just smiled at the Sheriff and nodded ‘yes’.
The Sheriff was stunned, “And are YOU going to do something like that to other men, again?” The Sheriff asked, Newt was still quite stunned by what he had seen. Still smiling Dacascos nodded ‘yes’. “So, my two DEPUTIES, aren’t the first, and they won’t by the last?” Newt asked, as he was speaking the Sheriff was slowly reaching for his gun. Dacascos nodded ‘yes’ enthusiastically. “You see, Sheriff Newt, you where my next target. I just used Deputy Banerjee and Deputy Wootton as bait to get at you!” Smiled Dacascos, as he moved towards the Sheriff; Newt took several steps, backwards, and tried to draw his gun, but Dacascos was too quick.
Quite sometime later, when Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee returned to the beach house after their time at the nudist beach, they found Dacascos, naked cock erect, standing on the decking, next to him stood Sheriff Newt, who was now, completely naked, but for his gun belt. The Sheriff’s cock was hard and erect, and was leaking a conidial amount of Pre-cum, onto his Sheriff’s uniform, that was, now in a pile at Newt’s feet. There was a Rubber funnel-gag fixed tightly in the Sheriff’s mouth; down which Dacascos had a few minutes ago, just finished pouring a double concentrated dose of the same drugs he had lasted the juice with.
The two jocks, Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee, took no notice of Dacascos, or their boss, who was naked, and funnel gagged. Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee made their way back to the table by the pool, Deputy Wootton placed the money that Deputy Wootton had earned on the table; then the two Deputies picked up a glass of juice, each. Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee then gulped down their juice. Once they finished their juice; Deputy Banerjee and Deputy Wootton then reclined upon the laisse loungers by the pool, they slipped on a pair of shades and sunbathed.
It did not faze Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee that they were naked, or that Deputy Wootton was erect, or that Deputy Banerjee’s cock was now caged. The two studs had offended seen each other naked in the locker rooms, this was no different.
After a while Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee rose from their loungers and picked up two more glasses of juice, drunk them. Deputy Wootton had sat his empty glass back down on the table , and started stroking his cock, Deputy Wootton let out a moan, he was aroused, hard and horny, in no time. Deputy Banerjee watched Deputy Wootton stroking his cock, Deputy Banerjee was as horny as hell, and his caged cock was straining to become fully hard, and erect.
With a glazed dopey look on his face Deputy Banerjee moved forwards, and knelt on the patio in front of Deputy Wootton; Deputy Wootton smiled at Deputy Banerjee and said, “What are you doing, Bitch Boy?” Deputy Banerjee’s eyes glazed over, and he did not reply. Deputy Wootton clicked his fingers, Deputy Banerjee let out a moan as he lent forwards, and swallowed Deputy Wootton’s cock, right down to the base of Deputy Wootton’s shaft, the swallowing of his cock forced a moan of pleasure from Deputy Wootton. Deputy Banerjee went to work on Deputy Wootton’s hard, erect cock.
Dacascos looked at Sheriff Newt; the Sheriff was quite under his control and have Sheriff Newt’s lips on his cock. Dacascos led the naked Sheriff Newt from the deck to the poolside by his erect cock. Dacascos let go of the Sheriff’s cock; and spread a towel on the patio and lay on his back and clicked his fingers. Without a word said, the sheriff knelt on the floor, licked his lips and then lent down and took the whole of Dacascos’s cock in his mouth and started to slurp and suck on Dacascos’s cock
For some time, the only sound to be heard by the side of the pool, was the slurping and sucking of cock, from Deputy Banerjee and Sheriff Newt; and the moans and grunts of pleasure from Deputy Wootton and Dacascos. It did not take long for Dacascos to shoot his man -juice down Sheriff Newt’s throat. Shot after shot of Dacascos’s man-juice flooded down Newt’s throat into his gut. When Dacascos had finished shooting his man-juice, he pulled his cock out of the Sheriff’s mouth, with a wet popping sound.
Seconds, later Deputy Wootton shot his man-juice down Deputy Banerjee’s throat, and Deputy Wootton then pulled his cock out of Deputy Banerjee, also with a wet popping sound. Dacascos then got up and walked near to Deputy Banerjee, Dacascos then reached down and released Deputy Banerjee ‘s cock from its cage. It sprung to full mast.
Dacascos, then spread some more towels on the patio, he then positioned Deputy Banerjee, Deputy Wootton and the Sheriff on the towels on the patio, so the three of them could suck the closest cock. Deputy Banerjee would enjoy Deputy Wootton’s warm, wet mouth, as he sucked Newt, and Newt would enjoy Deputy Wootton’s mouth. And Newt would enjoy Deputy Banerjee’s warm mouth.
It was a Three-way suck fest. The three law-men studs, all in their early to mid-thirties now had hyperactive metabolisms, thanks to the special juice, and all three, shot their loads, at the same time, quite quickly. They swapped partners, sucking cock at poolside, enjoying the various shapes sizes and gnarls of the engorged members, well into the early evening. After each Cum shot, another glass of juice was taken by the three men. This went on till the sun had started to set.
It was now early, evening; and the touches around the pool had been lit, there flames flickered on the water of the pool, and cast a reddish glo around the pool. As Deputy Wootton, Deputy Banerjee, and Sheriff Newt stood waiting, hands behind their heads, cook hanging limp, for Dacascos to return, with his guests for the night, and a ‘friend’ to join, the three lawmen.
Suddenly, the three men seemed to come to life, Sheriff Newt dove into the pool, in long easily strokes, he swam to the edge of the pool and stood stared at Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee; who had found that they could not keep their hands off each other. Sheriff Newt slowly stroked his cock, as he watched Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee make out with each other; they stuck their tongs, down each other’s throats, and deep throated each other, before pulling apart, and then resume their mutual cock sucking.
Dacascos returned to the pool side, he was with his guests, a group of several, well built, bearlike men. The men’s tight Leather shorts left nothing to the imagination, where their large, blood-filled cocks, were concerned. The men’s cocks were high-lighted in the front of their Leather shorts. Also, with Dacascos was the guy who he had face-fucked senseless over the last six weeks. The guy was now in the same empty headed, shit faced state, as Deputy Banerjee, Mat and Sheriff Newt, after Dacascos had force-feed him, a large dose of the clear, colourless liquid.
Sheriff Newt had started to swim, again; he swam several laps of the pool before he then swam towards Dacascos. Sherriff Newt stopped swimming and stood in the shallow end of the pool, looking up at Dacascos, his guests, and the guy. One of the guests, with an evil grin on his face suddenly pulled off his Leather shorts and jumped into the pool, the guest swum over to Newt, and stood behind him. Then still with that evil grin on his face, the guy roughly thrust his throbbing erect cock into Newt’s whole. Newt turned his head, and just for a second, or two he stared at the man; then just like Deputy Banerjee, Sheriff Newt let out a scream, for mercy and for the ploughing of his whole to stop.
The guest kissed the screaming Newt, on his neck, and said, “I’m call Master Dickov, and I’m horny as hell and I need to fuck something. Your whole is mine now, Bitch!” Master Dickov thrust harder into Sheriff Newt. The Sheriff continued to scream for mercy, as Master Dickov fucked his boy pussy. Sheriff Newt stared at Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee who had resumed their cock sucking. Then Sherrif Newt felt a hand grabbed his cock and start to stroke his member. Even in the cool water, the Sheriff’s cock slowly become hard, long, erect and sensitive to the touch. Newt heard Master Dickov moan and groan. He knew Master Dickov was near to Cumming; then suddenly Newt felt the pangs of his own approaching orgasm.
“Let’s get those two out of the pool.” Dacascos ordered. Several pairs of hands grabbed Sheriff Newt and Master Dickov and pulled them out of the pool. They were carried over to one the loungers near where Deputy Wootton and Deputy Banerjee were still on the ground, sucking each other off. Master Dickov resumed his rough fucking of Sheriff Newt had been bent over the lounger. With Master Dickov’s mojo resumed, and with the Sheriff still crying out for mercy, both men finally climaxed., at the same time. Master Dickov filled Newt with ropes after rope of his man-juice, and Newt shot his man-juice all over the lounger, and the ground.
Master Dickov pulled out of Sheriff Newt, with a wet popping sound. Dickov high fived with some of other guests. Dacascos gave Master Dickov a dark look; then he nodded towards Sheriff Newt, who was still bent over the lounger, cum dripping from his wrecked whole, whimpering. Newt was grabbed and roughly pulled to his feet. Just like Deputy Banerjee had been, Newt’s cock was shrunk in ice from the poolside bar; to nearly nothing, and then encased, and locked in a metal ribbed cock-cage. Grinning, Dacascos pointed at Deputy Banerjee, who was still sucking Deputy Wootton’s cock. Deputy Banerjee was pulled off of Deputy Wootton’s cock. And in no time, Deputy Banerjee’s cock was once again locked and encased in a metal, ribbed cock-cage.
Unseen, Master Dickov had moved away from the group poolside and had taken the guy with him. Master Dickov bent the guy over one of the loungers. He spat on his hand and used the spit as lube on his cock. Then Master Dickov thrust straight into the guy’s whole. The guy’s screams made Dacascos and his other guests to turn round. Master Dickov took no notice, of the guy’s screams, or Dacascos staring at him. Master Dickov was so near to getting his rocks off, for a second time. Master Dickov felt the pangs of his approaching orgasm. Not long after that Master Dickov shot his second Load of the night. He lay on top of the whimpering guy, panting once he had finished shooting his load.
An evil grin came over Dacascos’s face, as he pointed at Master Dickov, and shouted, “Caged that FUCKER! That fuck needs to be taught a lesson, permanently!” The other guests looked at each other for a moment or two; not knowing what to do, “Perhaps you six would like to join him, that could be arranged!” Dacascos said. That seemed to do the trick; Master Dickov was grabbed, pulled out of the still whimpering guy and held tightly, then his cock, was shrunk in ice, and encased in a ribbed metal cock-cage. Dacascos then forced a funnel-gag into the struggling Master Dickov’s mouth; and fixed it tightly in place, behind his head.
Dacascos stepped away from the still struggling, Master Dickov; Dickov was still being held tightly by the other guests. Dacascos then reached towards the table and picked up, a jug that was full up with the special juice; Dacascos then poured the whole jug of juice into the funnel-gag, one of the guests rubbed Master Dickov’s throat forcing Master Dickov to swallow the juice. Slowly, Dickov’s eyes glazed over, and he stopped struggling. Dacascos finished emptying the juice into the funnel-gag, and then he emptied the two half full glasses from the table, into the funnel-gag; he then stepped back, away from Master Dickov. Dacascos nodded to his guests, who let go of Master Dickov, who just stood like a half-wit, with empty glazed eyes.
At a nod from Dacascos, the still whimpering guy was pulled to his feet, and his cock, too, was shrunk to nearly nothing, in ice and then it was encased, and locked in a metal ribbed cock-case. The guy was then led over to stand beside Deputy Banerjee. Mat, Sheriff Newt, and Master Dickov. Dacascos turned and spoke to his remaining guest. “Now, my friends, enjoy the rest of the night. You can now FUCK, these men however, and as long as you want!” Dacascos stopped for a moment, “All of them except this one, he is out of bounds to you all. You all know what would happen, if you disobey me!” Dacascos reached out and pulled Deputy Wootton away from the four shit-faced, and caged men.
Dacascos’s guests pounced on Deputy Banerjee, Sheriff Newt, the guy, and Master Dickov. The Fuck Fest that followed, lasted all night. Never where the four guy’s wholes ever empty of cock. During the night long Fuck Fest, every now and then, Deputy Wootton returned poolside, still naked with a tray of full Champagne Flutes; the guests gulped down the Champagne, without stopping their Fucking.
Back in the Master bedroom of the house, Dacascos let out a loud moan as he rode Deputy Wootton’s hard cock that was buried deep in his whole. Dacascos was for most of the time a top; but every now and then he had an edged to feel a cock buried deep inside of him. Dacascos’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, as he felt Deputy Wootton’s cock exploded inside of him, seconds later, without being touched Dacascos’s own cock exploded. Without being told, Deputy Wootton pulled out of Dacascos, and lent forwards, and swallowed Dacascos’s semi-hard cock. Deputy Wootton sucked Dacascos’s cock clean; Dacascos’s eyes rolled down from the back of his head.
Deputy Wootton climbed off the bed and cleaned himself with a warm towel from the bathroom. Once he was clean, Deputy Wootton picked up a tray of full Champagne flutes and took them out to the poolside Fuck Fest. Deputy Wootton returned to the Master bedroom a few minutes later, with an empty tray.
The sun was just rising, poolside the Fuck Fest was at an end. A pile of sweaty cum covered bodies, lay still and silent be the edge of the pool. A naked Dacascos stood by one of the still burning touches and smiled. Not only, had he ensnared the three lawmen, and the guy he had fucked senseless, but he had accomplished the second part of his plan, so easily. The drugged Champagne had worked very well on his guests. All his guests from the night before were now just as mindless and shit faced as the other four guys were. Dacascos yarned, he wanted to go back to bed, and maybe ride Deputy Wootton’s cock one last time, before he too was fucked senseless, caged, and joined the others in a life of mindless sexually slavery. But no, he had a lot to do, and not much time in which to do it.
Sheriff Newt, Master Dickov, the guy, and the other guests, all had to be fully conditioned, hair dried blond, permanently, then their hair buzzed into high and tight cuts, and their crouches dried blond and then manscaped, and all other body hair permanently removed, just like Deputy Banerjee, and Deputy Wootton had been, six weeks ago. Dacascos clicked his fingers Deputy Wootton appeared beside Dacascos: and between them, the two men picked up one of the sweaty cum covered bodies from the pile; and carried it, between them, into the beach house, and down under the stairs.