Chapter One: Obsession

It was a hot summer day in the Arizona sun. Even deep in the podash mines, the workers took on a shiny sheen of sweat. Exhausted, Strickland muttered as he bent over, working in the dark. The day was almost over and Strickland was restless. It seemed an eternity, but finally, it was 7:00 pm and he was free to leave. As he exited the mine entrance, Strickland stopped to stretch out his back. His sweet shimmered in the setting sun. In the distance, a man poked his head out from under a bush. He stopped everything at once as he laid his eyes upon the love of his life. For weeks, he had watched and waited for the Thiccland himself to come back out into the open. Now was his chance. He slowly made his way through the undergrowth, slithering like the snake he was. Strickland was coming closer. And closer. And closer. Until -

"Augh!" Strickland exclaimed as he was ensnared by an unseen foe. He was immediately knocked down, blindfolded, and gagged. His hands and feet were tied soon after. His attacker presumed to lift and carry him through the rocky terrain. Algaze was smiling uncontrollably as he hefted the thicc boy in his arms. A successful catch. He noticed a strange feeling in his arms. A pushing feeling. He looked down at his latest victim. He was moaning. Algaze soon realized that his victim had an erection. A very large erection. "You sick fuck." Strickland gave out a small plea of pleasure. Algaze quickly ungagged him. "You like this shit?" Strickland breathed heavily. "Augh! Why hello there, daddy." Algaze stared in horror. "C'mon you sick bastard. There's a lot more where that came from." He gagged him again, and with another murmur of pleasure from Strickland, Algaze chucked him in the back of his truck and proceeded to bring him back to his lair.

Upon arriving at his office, Algaze unloaded strickland onto the couch and proceeded to untuck and pull back the corner of the carpet to reveal a large hatch in the floor. After a few beeps, the large lock gave way and the door slid to the side. With yet another strenuous effort, Algaze lifted the thicc man up and hauled him over to the ladder. Without any hesitation, he heaved the Thiccland up and dropped him straight down the tunnel. A short second later, a large bouncing thud could be heard from the eerie depths of the Glaze Cave. "Auuuug-UMPF." Upon his own (more mannerly) decent, Algaze made the last step down from the ladder onto the large trampoline where Strickland lay. He grabbed him by his belt and lifted him up, of course, to Strickland's delight, and walked him down the damp hallway of his lair. From the many cells rooms they passed, Strickland could hear banging, shouting, and moaning all at once. The screams would come and go. Algaze carried him for some time. Strickland was of course afraid, but this only fueled his desires. He couldn't explain it, but the idea of being truly dominated just got him harder than steel.

Finally they stopped. Algaze turned a set of keys and a metal screech could be heard as a large door was opened. As soon the door just barely cracked open an inch, a naked, malnourished thot began to scutter outside. Algaze sighed, and after throwing Strickland down onto the stained linens of the bed inside, he slowly walked back out to snatch the thot by her neck and throw her back down into the feeding pits. "Damn things always trying to get away." As he walked back to the bedroom, he smiled again, remembering the pure thiccness of his latest catch. Even more interestingly, he might not even need the chains this time.