Captured IV
O-Original Characters
S-Series Characters
D-Domination
YA-Yaoi
BF-Bodily Fluids
MO-Multiple Orgasms
DIA-Dialogue
GRP-Group Sex
MAS-Masturbation
VOY-Voyeurism
RIM-Rimming
HUM-Humiliation
"Come here slave." Inashal beckoned Aladdin, winding his fingers through the thick, bouncy hair. "Let me look at you." He said and tilted Aladdin from side to side. Making him stand and pose submissively as he viewed the youthful body. "Tell me…slave Mozenrath…" he said and lifted Aladdin's head, making them look at one another. "What do you think of him?"
Aladdin turned scarlet as Mozenrath sat up against the pillows, still recovering from his ordeal. He gasped for air, a little confused. "What do you mean master Inashal?" he asked quietly.
"You heard me." Inashal said smoothly. "Tell me…" he made Aladdin bow before Mozenrath, not subservient, but for a visual point. "…what do you think of him?"
Mozenrath looked at Aladdin, his mind thinking about the way the dusk patterns painted the street rats body with a brilliant tattoo. About how the gold shimmered on his limbs and the way his muscles did not cling to his bones but lay there as if drawn by a skilled artist. "He is…striking." Mozenrath said, biting his lower lip as his mind turned to the feeling of Aladdin's cock inside of his pulled tunnel. Not filling him but still pressing, searching his insides and wriggling within for new sensations. "Fierce."
"Eloquent description." Inashal nodded and pulled Aladdin up to him, spinning the street rat into his tall, well sculpted chest and holding him an a firm hug. "How would you like to watch as I spread him open for the very first time?" Aladdin whimpered and buried his face in his master's chest. His skin was like warm cotton, and the slaves had yet to discover that nights in the empire were cold without another in your bed. Inashal's possessive hands traversed his body, arching along the curves and presses to his delight.
"I…" Mozenrath shivered inside, remembering how the huge rod had split him. "I…would like…to help." He said softly, forcing his body to move across the couch and closer to the pair.
"Now now there will be plenty of time for that later." Inashal insisted. "I want to play with him for a time." Inashal twirled a lock of Aladdin's hair around his fingers, leaning Aladdin up and letting their lips meet. He parted them with a gentle but firm mouth, Aladdin's eyes widening and his cheeks flushing pink as his tongue was caressed. His masters hand found his neck and smoothed down his back. Aladdin whimpered, his skin warming to the tender touch as his body shivered fearfully.
This is it. I'm going to be taken… He trembled, his body feeling confused. Inashal allowed the kiss to end and drew back from Aladdin, looking down to see his handsome face.
Inashal sighed and shook his head. "Still frightened my little desert flower?" he asked and Aladdin only shook worse. "You watched as my organ entered your friend, made him moan and beg for more. Don't you want to feel that intensity? That burning fire explode inside of your deepest intimacy?"
"Master Inashal…it's just…" Aladdin looked away. Mozenrath was already opened. And he is…experienced. And…"Your so large." He looked down at the hard length, strong as a tree between Inashal's warm thighs.
Inashal laughed loudly, his chest shaking with amusement. "And you think I mean to just ram inside? Dear gods, if I did that I'd ruin you forever!" He said and held Aladdin in a bracing hug, almost as if trying to comfort him. "It's alright my little Aladdin…your in good hands…" He promised and put Aladdin to the couch. He spread the street rats thighs and knelt down to the exposed member, holding it firmly in his hands.
"Mmmaster!" Aladdin whimpered, surprised to see Inashal willing to kneel to him. "Master wait…!" He tried but Ina put a finger to his mouth. His master lifted his legs and began to work with the members, taking it with his strong hands and pumping up and down, bringing it to erection. "Nyaaaaah!" he blushed and bit down on his hand, holding back the moan. Inashal did not stop him, but began to slip his tongue along Aladdin's length.
"Mozenrath." Inashal said to the watching sorcerer. "Since Aladdin wishes not to make any sound…" he smiled mischievously. "…why don't you occupy his mouth with your own." He ordered.
Mozenrath felt his chest beat hard and came forward, bending close to Aladdin and moving his hand. "Aladdin…" he whispered, his body so soaked with pleasure that thought couldn't enter. He slipped his tongue to Aladdin's the two men's cheeks pressing as they kissed. Mozenrath's mouth nibbled along Aladdin's lips, the strong, controlled gesture only making Aladdin's body more eager.
"There you are." Inashal said and slid his mouth over the head of Aladdin's cock, wrapping his tongue around the head. Aladdin gasped and moaned into Mozenrath's jaw, their tongue intertwining as Inashal continued his generous attention on Aladdin's cock. He worked the head into his lips and past his teeth, scraping them gently over the skin. His tongue caressed the underside and tickled it over until the street rat twisted his torso with the strain of pleasure.
"Master Inashal!" Aladdin gasped and whimpered as his lord continued the attention. His cock was throbbing, already rock hard from the visual and physical stimulation. Only a little more and he would…
Inashal backed up as Aladdin roared in orgasm, his seed spilling out into his masters hands. "Wonderful!" Inashal laughed and tasted the white liquid from his fingers, lapping it up as if it was a great treat. "Slaves…" he said mischievously, arching an elegant eye brow. "Come clean my fingers for me." He ordered.
Aladdin groaned and forced himself to sit up along side Mozenrath. Inashal slid two fingers into the men's waiting mouths, drawing the digits in and out. The sweet male juice disappeared on their taste buds as they cleaned his fingers. "Yes…that's it." He encouraged. "Isn't he sweet Mozenrath? Doesn't he taste so fresh and wonderful?"
"Yes master." Mozenrath answered, feeling his pelvis tighten almost painfully. After have endured orgasm after thundering orgasm, every sensation bellow the waist created an ache in his hips.
"You two work so well together." He said, letting his slaves know that they pleased him. "Now come to me my pets, and taste my seed." He said and presented his cock to both men. "Remember to share…" he said playfully.
Aladdin and Mozenrath crawled forward on their hands and knees, mouths opening to embrace the thick girth. Aladdin started at the head, mouthing over the enlarged tip and slowly sliding his lips around it with skill. Maybe his body was virginal, but Colane had ensured that his hands and jaw knew their job adequately. He moaned as Inashal began to pump steadily into him. Mozenrath started at the base with his hands, holding the manhood firm and stroking it up and down before applying his tongue. The heat of the strong flesh traveled through his chin and neck. They worked together on the cock, watching as Inashal groaned encouragingly.
Inashal placed a hand on both their heads, bobbing the two youthful men up and down on his pelvis. He pushed Aladdin down lower, making the slave take his cock in past the throat for brief intervals. Aladdin whimpered, not out of pain but rather pressure. He could feel the thickness sliding in and out and felt his little ass contract from fear. Inashal moved Mozenrath down to the weight of his hard testicals, instructing the raven haired man to suckle on them. "That's it. Make me come in your handsome mouths." He growled and bucked against Aladdin's lips.
Aladdin felt Inashal's hands grasp his hair and push him deeper. The cock spread into his throat and he switched his breathing through his nose to make it easier. He moaned, sending little vibrations through his master as Inashal's girth spread inch by inch. Oh god…I don't know if I can…ummmmm…oh god! His body felt as if burning! Aladdin's own cock was already hardened again, proving that the firm attention of his master was arousing the slave.
"How deep can I press Aladdin?" Inashal asked suddenly, half of his man hood already disappeared inside of Aladdin's mouth. "Will you stop me if it becomes too much?" Was that a question or a test? Aladdin looked up at Inashal with pleading eyes and his master instructed Mozenrath to move down between his legs. Within seconds the sorcerers mouth found it's way onto Aladdin's cock, bobbing up and down on the hardness as Aladdin took another inch of Inashal in his throat.
Inashal slowly pushed in as Aladdin's eyes widened. He could deep throat expertly, but he had never had so much pushed in before! He felt raw and excited, his body responding perfectly to the wild stimulation. Mozenrath took his in deeper, sucking on Aladdin's cock as Inashal firmly made Aladdin swallow him up to the hilt. He held Aladdin's head firmly against his pelvis, the street rats face buried in his soft pubic hair. "Do you like it Aladdin?" Inashal asked breathlessly, his face contorted in pleasure to see his massive thickness completely taken. "Do you like knowing your throat is full with my cock?"
Aladdin felt his face turned red, not from lack of oxygen, but from humiliation. He slid his tongue out past his lips and rubbed the underside of Inashal's cock, lapping at it to show his enthusiasm. He liked it. He adored it! The gentle, unrelenting possession of his new master was inescapable. And with Inashal's cock so deep in his throat he to focus to breath, Aladdin could think of nothing else but pleasing him.
Inashal laughed and with a great moan let his orgasm fly. Aladdin's eyes slammed open as the hot seed spilled into his mouth, swallowing it all as quickly as he could. "Beautiful…" Inashal gasped and began to release Aladdin's head. "Absolutely beautiful."
Aladdin knew better than to jerk away. He slowly released the cock from his throat, letting it slide out till he could breath again. He coughed, his neck muscles a little pained from the experience. He took a staggering breath as Inashal removed Mozenrath from under him. He collapsed on the couch and whimpered, body begging for more without his permission.
"You are a prize beyond comparison Aladdin." Inashal said and spread Aladdin's legs wide. "A true treasure for my taking." He touched the little pink star of Aladdin's virginity. "I made you help me come so that I could do this slowly." He promised and slid his fingers into a little bowl of lotion on the table. "Mozenrath needed no assistance to take me in, and that is his talent. But you…" Inashal spread the lotion around Aladdin's sphincter, pressing one slippery finger within the warm tightness. "…you will need patience to be thoroughly fucked."
Aladdin felt his breath catch in his throat as his master began to probe his little body, finger quickly working along the inner walls and testing them. "Inashal…oh… .nuuuuuu!" he tried to yell but his throat was too sore. It came out as a whisper on the air.
"Quiet my desert bloom. I know what I'm doing." He nodded at Mozenrath. "Help him relax slave." He ordered and guided Mozenrath to Aladdin's perky, bell decked nipples. Mozenrath took them into his mouth, lapping at the firmness and letting the little tink tink tink sound of the bells escape. "Yes…perfect." Inashal approved and slipped another finger past the rim.
Aladdin groaned and bit down on his hand, hips open for the penetration. His body wasn't just responsive, it was hormonally ready. The flow of orgasm he'd been brought to earlier had relaxed his muscles past their normal point, allowing him to take more in his body quicker. And with the rush of sexual soaked hormones pulsing through his veins, he would have taken all of Inashal at once without complaint.
But Inashal was kinder than that. True he could press in now with less resistance, but that would break his pretty new toy permanently. If Aladdin was damaged, he would have to stop these lovely games until the young man healed. That didn't sit well. He intended to have these two slaves every night until they collapsed on one another from exhaustion. So for that, Inashal knew he would have to be very careful this first night.
Aladdin wailed as Inashal began to forcefully spread his fingers apart, opening the little cavity wider until another finger could be accepted. Aladdin took the three fingers as the pumped inside his body, stretching him until he was just wide enough to accept more. It wasn't until he felt the firm press of Inashal's body along his that he realized it was about to happen. He seized up when his masters thighs spread him firmly for entry and began to tremble. "Oh…oh god…" he whispered and shut his eyes.
Inashal took some pity on the young man. "Hush now. It will only hurt this first time." He promised. "And even now I intend to make you scream your pleasure to the halls." He allowed Mozenrath to sit back finally, requiring no more from the young sorcerer right now. Let him watch his friend be taken. Perhaps he'll find himself willing to play a different game later on. His grin was almost evil as Inashal took hold of Aladdin's cheeks and began to press inside.
Aladdin felt his body hesitate, tightening as hard as it could to stop the entry. He whimpered and tried to loosen, but his skin protested. Please…please it needs to slide in. It will hurt worse if I try to resist. He force himself to loosen, Inashal's arms wrapped tightly around him as the tip began to move against his entry. Then…
Aladdin nearly choked as he felt his body sudden opened. Inashal had thrust, popping the hardened head of his cock inside of Aladdin's ass. Aladdin coughed, eyes screwed shut and let out a long, low sound of unsure pain. God he's thick…oh owww… nyyyyyah.
Inashal paused, wriggling for a moment to pull Aladdin open. He gave his new toy a few seconds to become used to the girth now working it's way inside and smiled. "Does it hurt?" The question was not mocking, merely inquisitive.
"Yes…master…" Aladdin gulped as felt Inashal begin to make his way deeper. Past the initial entry and into the deeper tunnel, two inches disappearing inside of Aladdin as if it were nothing. Aladdin groaned and threw his head back. The ache of it was intense, yet understanding. The thickness of Inashal's cock was so much more than he had ever taken, and it burned.
Inashal was patient however. He took move lotion, spread it around his cock and Aladdin's entry, flexing his manhood in and out of the virginal space until his hands felt the strong muscles of Aladdin's hips unwind. It took several minuets but the master remained diligent. As he felt Aladdin's rigid spine touch the couch, Inashal backed up and began to push his cock in again.
"Ahhhhhnah!" Aladdin yelled and his sides began to ache with pressure. His head was thrown back and he could see Mozenrath, watching him from the end of the couch, mouth in his hand as if afraid to speak. The pale man's eyes were lust soaked, the sight before him as arousing as anything else that had been done. He took his hands and made a gestures, reminding Aladdin of what he'd been taught.
Aladdin shook his head fiercely. I can't…oh god I didn't think it would be so…I can't…But he knew Mozenrath was right. Aladdin set on hand on the couch and slowly began to buck his hips, allowing his body to take some control and thus ease the splitting. Inashal gasped as Aladdin's ass began to work it's way up and down his cock, pumping it steadily as Aladdin groaned.
"My my…so full of little tricks." Inashal said and began to thrust with more force, a little over half his cock inside of Aladdin's tightness. He took hold of Aladdin's hips and began to bring the street rat onto him, moving himself in and out of the warm ass. "How do you feel slave?" he asked.
Aladdin shivered. It was moving past the pain now. Mozenrath had been right in his advise. Taking a little control on himself had made it easier to be taken. Aladdin felt his resistance body loosen to accept more in. Things were taking control inside of his need. He felt a little light headed, but strong. "More…" he whispered, not even realizing what he was saying. "More master Inashal."
"Very well…" Inashal grit his teeth and slammed all the way inside, his cock vanishing up to his pelvis within Aladdin's body. Both master and slave reacted the same, throwing their heads back and screaming their pleasure as Inashal began to stroke his long length in and out. Aladdin could only gasp in little spurts of pleasure and pain rocked his body. Inashal would pull all the way out, leaving the little sphincter to close for a second, the slam home into his toy, filling the tunnel once more with his cock.
Aladdin shrieked in joy, his body riding high on the sudden burst of unstable fucking. Inashal was taking him completely, using the tightness as his own. He brought Aladdin's arms up, making the young man hold him as the bucked against one another. Inashal chuckled as Aladdin made soundless screams, his body completely submissive to it's master now.
"Master…what are you doing?" Aladdin asked as Inashal slid out and made him get down on all fours. "Master."
"Bend down my slave." Inashal said firmly and caressed the reddened entry of Aladdin's tightness. "You took so much…and yet still so eager." He pressed his thumb in and Aladdin wailed with need. "Such passion should never go unfulfilled…" he was teasing Aladdin, giving him a break in between the taking. "Come here Mozenrath." He gestured to the tired sorcerer. "Come let Aladdin take you in his mouth."
"Inashal…master…" Mozenrath whimpered in a pleading tone. "Please…I can't…"
Inashal smiled kindly at him. "You can…I promise." He said and brought Mozenrath forward. He lifted the sorcerers cock to Aladdin's mouth, letting Aladdin take a moment to slid his lips over the hard tip. "See how he longs for it."
Mozenrath moaned as Aladdin knelt to him, taking the firm cock in his mouth and passing his lips over the girth. Mozenrath was not as large as Inashal, but he was a healthy size and Aladdin devoured it. "Aladdin…oh Al…" The strain in his pelvis was nearly enough to cause cramps. And yet he couldn't keep himself from rising in Aladdin's mouth, bucking his hips towards the strong sensation.
Inashal chuckled and spread Aladdin's cheeks open, admiring the pinkened entry and rubbing him thumb over the outer rim. "Don't stop Aladdin. I want you to take us both." He said as Aladdin whined. Inashal raised his cock again, sliding it over Aladdin's ass and between the cheeks. He longed to see Aladdin filled from both ends, his body bucking back and forth between them. He pressed Aladdin forward against Mozenrath as he watched, fingering Aladdin's tightness again.
Aladdin took Mozenrath as deep as he had Inashal, his mouth swallowing the hardness into his neck. He seemed to drink Mozenrath's moans in mindless pleasure, hands pressed firmly against the sorcerers pelvis as he sucked his cock. "Moze…Moze why didn't you tell me…" he whined and looked up at the sorcerer.
Mozenrath knew well enough what he meant. He had helped Aladdin while they were under Colane's control. Show him how to take the pain and bare whatever was forced on his body. But he hadn't told him about what seemed impossible. A softer master, demanding but patient, who could make his slaves bodies sing with undeniable pleasure.
And at that moment, Inashal slammed home again. Aladdin jerked forward and cried out in rapture. He felt himself being split in two by the thick cock and didn't care. It hurt, and it felt good. Mozenrath's manhood slid back into his mouth and he was pumped from both ends. His body had no room left to accept more. He groaned into the cocks and rocked back and forth, his hips spreading wide for Inashal to take him further.
Inashal grabbed Aladdin's hips and spread his little pink star open for a better view, watching his cock become encased by the puckered ass. Again and again he slammed inside, taking enjoyment in the breaking point of his virgin. Aladdin's round, firm butt seemed to take as much as possible, So tight that every last inch inside was a battle, yet yielding and compliant, the warmth making it all worth while. "My sweet Aladdin…" Inashal gasped out as he bucked into the wet tunnel. "Such a delightful little entry…so hot and soft inside…" He rubbed along Aladdin's hips, easing the strain of the manhood inside of him. "And to think I am the first to taste you in such a way. The first to be inside this lush little palace of love."
Aladdin felt himself giving over completely to the pleasure. Mozenrath was completely in him, Inashal was completely in him. His virginity was gone. And he felt as though his frame would give out at any moment. He felt the hard smack of his master's testicals against his thighs, letting him know just how deep his body had been possessed. Mozenrath moaned above him, close to orgasm. The sorcerer was nearly faint as all the blood left his head. As he felt orgasm jolt through his body and spilled his seed within Aladdin's waiting mouth he collapsed, boneless to the ground. He had nothing left in him to move with and Mozenrath moaned in exhaustion, his eyes beginning to close.
Inashal chuckled at the weak figure. "That…" he said into Aladdin's ear and he pulled up the young man into his arms. "Is exactly what I intend to do to you." He pulled Aladdin's ass down onto his cock, finding new areas and filling them. They were both on their knees, the position making Aladdin's prostate more susceptible to pleasure. Aladdin called out into the room with his pleasure, his hips pulled apart and his body exploding in little white sparks. Inashal took hold of his cock and began to stroke it in time with the thrusts, bouncing up and down and their bodies moved together.
"Master Inashal…!" Aladdin roared, feeling himself on the verge of coming. "Master…I…I… I…AHHHHHHHHH!" He watched as his cock throbbed with rich pearl like liquid, brimming over and falling onto the carpet. All sensation seemed to flood out with his come and Aladdin sank into Inashal's arms.
"There we are." Inashal said softly, slamming up to the hilt of Aladdin's body. "I am going to come inside of your body Aladdin. Do you want me too?" He asked sweetly, still bucking into the tight opening. The young slave whimpered, but nodded, letting his master take control of the need inside him. Inashal let himself go, his seed pushing in deep as he pulled out, filling up the tight tunnel as he did. "Hold it." Inashal warned, giving Aladdin a slap on his ass cheeks as he raised them up. "Hold my seed inside of you my pet."
Aladdin tightened himself as hard as he could, holding the rich juice inside of himself. Inashal made him hold the pose for a few minuets, as if admiring his control over his slave. "Very well." He finally released his hold, watching as the seed spilled down between Aladdin's cheeks and laughing at him fondly. "Help your friend clean off and you two may sleep for tonight." Inashal said and took a set of gold chains from his wardrobe. "I may be kind, but I am not stupid enough to trust you just yet." He set the chains in their collars, attaching them to the posts of his bed. "Rest for now my pets." He said and ran his fingers through the men's hair, giving them the carpets on the floor. "If you behave I may allow you to share the sheets with me soon."
Aladdin collapsed along side of Mozenrath, tired down to his bones and closing his eyes, surrendering to the blissfulness of sleep.