by Jake Ward
"You were right Doctor, the shower felt great, and now I'm ready for my privileges."
"Of course Mr. Watts, and I want you to know you've earned them. I'm delighted with your selections."
Benito and Benjamin were catching most of the conversation. Their English had improved a good deal since they had arrived in the States, and they were both very bright, but occasionally they would look at each other to see if they understood. Now they both began to realize that it was this man that had set them up for this, this man, that they had thought of as a savior because of the promise of work, this man, who had made a point of luring them back, this man, who had been so friendly with them, this was the man who had ruined their lives. These young men were actually gentle souls, but either one would have gladly killed Watts with their bare hands right now.
"Well bitches, here's the thing, Mr. Watt's always gets first privileges with our newest members of this community. It's a little extra that seems to encourage him to do good work. So, he's here now to collect that debt. He gets to fuck one of you. The question is which one wants to get fucked?"
The brothers looked at each other, and both had pretty much the same idea at the same time, as each began to beg the Doctor, "Please Master, fuck me, please, fuck me."
"Shut up," Benito hissed at Benjamin, "shut up now."
"No," Benjamin answered back angrily, "Please Master, fuck me," he shouted more loudly.
"No, fuck me, please Master, fuck me," Benito tried to out shout his brother.
Watts and the Doctor looked on with an amused expression, and Watts asked, "When was the last time you heard two straight guys beg that hard and loud to be fucked," he chuckled, missing the point of what was happening, but the Doctor didn't miss it. These two were going to be remarkable, there seemed to be nothing they wouldn't do for each other. Their love for each other would be the tool he would use to make exceptional sex toys out of them. He simply smiled and marveled at this remarkable spectacle. Of course he knew they were both going to be fucked, but he let them believe only one would be.
"So which one would you like," the Doctor casually asked Watts, as if he were picking a donut from a rack. The twins continued to cry out, desperately trying to keep him from the other. Watts walked over to them, and since they were literally next to each other, their dicks actually touching, he started rubbing a hand on each of the two asses. He rubbed a little, then pushed his hand in each crack a little. Both boys were terrified, nothing like this had ever happened to either of them, and each was determined to save his brother from it happening to him now.
"Fuck me, Mr. Watts," Benito shouted, "I was the one you saw, I was the one you wanted, fuck me Sir, please fuck me."
And with that, Watts started moving behind Benito a little and placed both hands on his ass and separated his ass cheeks exposing his virgin hairless hole, and actually fingering it a bit.
"Yes, Mr. Watts, it feels wonderful," Benito shouted as tears began to fall down his face again, "It's just waiting for you Mr. Watts, fuck me, please fuck me."
"No," Benjamin shouted, "you would enjoy me more, Mr. Watts, I really do want you to fuck me, I've wanted it from the first moment I saw you, that's why I ran over to the car, please fuck me."
"No, he lying," Benito shouted, "fuck me Mr. Watts, fuck me, I'm the one you wanted."
"Shut up, both of you," the Doctor shouted, "the next one of you that utters a word without permission will be punished, and you know what that means, your brother will be punished."
Now an eerie yet tense quite fell over the room as Watts continued his inspection of each slave. Both were crying now. Each had done what he could do without bringing down more punishment on the other. All either of them could do now was to pray that he would be the one to be fucked, and not his brother. It really had not occurred to them that they were both about to be fucked, maybe it was foolish, maybe it was their innocence, maybe it was the last illusory modicum of sanity in an insane situation, for whatever reason, the simple fact remained that each was willing to lay his body under this sadist in the hope it would keep his brother from being there.
Finally, Watts moved behind Benjamin, it wasn't that there was a difference, hell, they were identical, he just wanted to be able to look into the older brother's eyes while he fucked the younger one. He thought that might be a little more stimulating.
"Here you are," the Doctor said, as he handed Watts a little lube. "This might make it a little more enjoyable for you."
"Thank you," Watts said as he put some lube on his rock hard cock. It had been that way since he'd come in with the towel wrapped around him. He'd been looking forward to this since he had spotted Benito. Now he moved in behind Benjamin, which actually moved him closer into Benito as well. As he felt his cock touch that tender virgin hole, Watts put his arms around the two of them to secure his position to push into Benjamin. Benjamin was crying now, terrified of what was about to happen to him. Benito pressed his cheek against his brother's and whispered into his ear, "Tranquilo chiquito, tranquilo," but he could say no more because he too began to sob.
His face was pressed next to his brother as Benjamin screamed when Watts pushed savagely inside him. There was no preparation, there was no slow entering, there was nothing, only the desire on Watts' part to cause maximum discomfort and pain while he sought his pleasure. There was finally, just the savagery of a vicious rape. Benjamin continued to scream in pain as Benito tried desperately to comfort him, knowing there was no comfort for what was happening. He wept, how could they have been so foolish, it was simply too good to have been true, how........now they would pay the price for their foolishness.
Watts had never experienced anything quite like it. It was intoxicating, fucking a man with his back turned to you and looking him straight in the face at the same time, and what a face, beautiful, compassionate and loving as it was cheek to cheek with itself, and yet eyes that burned with hatred staring back at you. God, this was remarkable!
And the uniqueness of it spurred him on to a new fierceness. He showed no mercy as he pulled his cock almost completely out of that tender, delicious hole, then rammed it back in till his pubic hairs were moist against those rounded ass cheeks. He'd noticed the unusual dimples and he knew that soon they would be dripping moisture as he exerted himself. He established a slow enjoyable rhythm initially, only beginning to build up his pace as he thought about what he was doing, and was turned on even more in spite of himself. "Oh well," he thought, as he began to fuck even more savagely, "I can fuck them both as many times as I want, so why not," and he began to fuck in earnest.
As he neared his climax, Watts decided he'd add just a touch more pleasure to the mix, letting go of Benito and pressing his hands between them and grabbing onto Benjamin's nipples. Once attached, he held them like a man possessed. Benjamin, who had thought it couldn't get worse, discovered for the first of many times to come, how wrong he was. He screamed again from the new pain assaulting his nipples, and that was all Watts needed to feel himself begin to shoot. Benjamin felt it also. He wasn't sure at first, but he felt the throbbing of Watts' cock and then felt the added moisture of it in his ass chute. It was horrible, a man was using him as a woman and leaving his seed in him. Tears continued to flow down his face.
Watts, as if he sensed what he was thinking about spoke into Benjamin's ear, "that's right slut, you're my bitch now, and no matter how many other men fuck you, I will always be the one who left his seed in you first, and don't you forget it.......bitch."
Benjamin was inconsolable, it was true, he had been some man's bitch now, nothing would ever change that, or take back what had happened to him, but it was only the beginning of what was going to happen to the two of them now. As Watts pulled his moist cock out of Benjamin, he continued to stare into the eyes of his next victim, and now Benito finally understood that Benjamin was only to be the first. He didn't cry anymore for himself, because he didn't want to further upset his brother, who was going to pieces. He resolved wi
thin himself that this man was going to fuck him, but he would never truly reach inside him, no matter how far he stuck his accursed cock into him.
Within only a few minutes Watts was ready for his next fuck. He never really went very soft, such was his excitement about what he was about to do. He moved behind Benito and started running his hand between his lovely ass cheeks. The Doctor was right, looking down at those lovely dimples just above his ass, excited him for some reason, he had no idea why, and didn't care, he was enjoying himself too much to analyze it. He loved the feel of this ass, identical to the other, but a little more tense, a little more resistant........good he thought, try to keep me out of that hole you little cunt.
"And now it's your turn to enter the ranks of bitches, cunts who used to be men before a real man used them like the bitch they are," he whispered into Benito's ear. Tears streamed down Benito's face, and Benjamin, who was coming out of his own hell, for the first time realized that he hadn't saved his brother from anything. He pulled himself out of his own misery and began to whisper words he hoped would comfort his brother. With their bodies still touching they looked into each other's eyes and realized their lives were now changed forever. Strangely, though Benito was angry, scared, and humiliated in all of this, he was also glad that his brother would not be alone, he would soon be just as him, a bitch fucked by a man, the entrance fee was this man fucking him. Though he hated the feeling of a man's hand touching him in one of his most private areas, he tried to relax his ass, to invite this Diablo to make him the same as his brother.
Watt's first pushed one of his fingers into that delightful hole, moving it around, causing Benito to moan in pain and humiliation. Then he raised one hand and put in around Benito's throat and under his chin. He pulled Benito's head back till it was next to his own, putting his mouth right next to Benito's ear, and whispered, "and you, my little Mexican boy, I want to thank you for having your shirt off the other day and catching my eye, I want to thank you for calling your beautiful younger brother over to the car, I want to thank you for working hard to be there early to be sure and see me when I arrived, and I want to thank you for this lovely ass that I'm about to fuck," and with that, he stuck his tongue into Benito's ear in a most intimate way. Benito's skin crawled in a way it hadn't even with this bastard's finger in his ass. His tongue somehow seemed more vile than his cock, maybe because it was the source of the lies that had brought him and his brother to this place. He tried to resist the continued invasion, but that only excited Watts more, so he lingered with his tongue in that beautiful ear.
Tears streamed down Benito's face as he realized his life, as he had known it, was over, he would now live only for his brother, to try to keep him as safe as he could in a world where he was powerless. It was a hopeless situation, but for his brother's sake he would never give up hope. Those were his thoughts as he felt Watts' cock pressing at the door of his ass chute. He knew there was no way to keep him out, in fact, right now, he wouldn't if he could. His brother was in hell, he had to join him there in order to protect him.
"This feels so good," Watts murmured into Benito's ear, as he held onto both boys again and pushed himself into this wonderfully tight ass. He could feel the entire sphincter of this boy closing around his cock, massaging his cock in a way no other muscle could, giving him pleasure in ways he constantly sought. This was worth whatever it took, to experience this marvelous feeling. He began fucking this cunt in earnest, it only got better as he went on.
Benito was crying and moaning in earnest now as well. He would have described the experience much differently from Watts, but no one cared about his description. His brother was whispering to him, kissing him on the side of his face, as he was being raped. To say this was surreal, would only suggest the reality of the situation. Watts went on for another fifteen minutes or so, then began to push even harder and faster. Benito was praying for this man to shoot his load as quickly as he could, the pain was almost unbearable. He felt like a tree was pushing and growing inside him, he was completely filled with this man. The intimacy of it was repulsive to him.
Finally, as with Benjamin, Watts let go of the two boys and grabbed onto Benito's nipples, and like Benjamin, Benito screamed in agony as he felt as if his nipples were being torn from his body. There was no end to the pain, it was everywhere, please God, please, make it stop, and maybe the screaming helped to attain that goal because it pushed Watts over the edge again, and he began to shoot cord after cord of cum into this beautiful ass, again and again, until he was still, holding onto his body and relishing the feeling of emptying his balls.
Benito hoped it was over now, but he was wrong. Before Watts finished he had fucked each of the brothers again. They could both feel cum dripping from their violated holes down the inside of their thighs, as they each tried to comfort the other.
"Isn't this just too sweet," Trainer growled as he came into the room. He'd been busy with 116 most of the morning. He was on a tight schedule with 116, and in order to prepare him for what was going to happen in two days, Trainer had spent the morning with him here in The Room while the twins had been moving boxes. 116 was now lying semi-conscious in his cell, crying incoherently, desperately wondering what happened to his world, much like the twins, and for that matter, most of the captives in the compound.
"If you're finished with your privileges," Trainer said to Watts, as Watts wrapped the towel around himself again, "I was hoping to begin another aspect of their training."
"Certainly, Mr. Trainer," Watts replied with a smile, "I'm feeling like a massage, a steam and a shower about now." Watts indeed was looking forward to that, all with the assistance of a volunteer.....willing or not.
"Enjoy yourself, Mr. Watts," Trainer added, "I really appreciate the addition you've just made to our stable," he said with a smile. Though Benjamin and Benito never saw that smile, they were too busy simply looking into each other's eyes, trying to encourage each other.
"I'm glad you're here," the Doctor said to Trainer, "but before you begin I believe new names are appropriate for new realities. If I remember right we're at 117."
"That's correct Sir," Trainer said.
"Well since it is my sincere hope that these two will remain together I've decided that I only want to use one number. They will both be 117. This one," the Doctor said as he slapped Benito hard on his ass, causing him to jump in surprise, will be A, and this one, another hard slap, will be B. That's the way I want them to be referred to, as A and B. Will that work alright in your system, Mr. Trainer."
"Absolutely Sir," Trainer replied, I'll put it in the books when I get back to my office.
"Good," the Doctor said as he looked into the two faces. "Now you have new names to fit your new lives. It's appropriate that I give them to you, since everything that happens to you here comes from me. I'm going to leave you in Mr. Trainer's good hands, he'll be in charge of your training. I'll be watching, if I see there's a problem then I'll step back in personally," and with that the Doctor reached down and grabbed each boy by his balls and literally jerked each one around so that they were almost facing him, their balls being the force that had moved them. "And trust me when I say, you don't want me to have to step back in," he said savagely to them, "is that understood?"
"Yes Master," the boys responded almost in unison, the terror in their eyes quite genuine.
"Good," was all the Doctor said in response as he stared into their eyes a little longer and continued to cause excruciating pain to their balls. Both of them knew this man could kill either one of them or both of them, or even worse, let them live, but separate them so that they never saw each other again and had to live with that loss.
As the Doctor saw the fear, and the pleading in their eyes he began to loosen his grip. He finally let go, turned to Trainer and said, "once again Mr. Trainer, I'm giving you good stock. You give me back something of real value."
"I'll give you exactly that Sir, or kill them trying." Trainer responded as he looked into the fa
ces of both of them. They had no doubt he was being brutally honest.
As the Doctor walked out of the room Trainer picked a whip up from a nearby table. He'd left it there earlier for now. He walked up to the twins and began their indoctrination. The words may have been slightly different because of the unique situation, but the gist was the same as it had been for every captive in the compound. Their former life was over, and if they had any hope in their future life it would be because of the training they would receive from him. After he had stressed that point in several ways, he proceeded to drive it home by beating them mercilessly for the next several hours. Each came in and out of consciousness as Trainer would use the smelling salts to bring them back. Each suffered in ways they had never imagined possible, but they would come to learn was all too possible.......very possible. When the beating was over they were put, together, on the platform in the last vacant cell. They were barely conscious enough to cling to each other. They had been in the Compound for less than ten hours.
