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An experienced soldier, Sergeant Ryan was shocked to be captured by the Sultan’s men. He figured that it was not much of a hardship though, since most captives were ransomed for a small payment and were soon back at their post There was not real war on and no value in holding him. As the guards stripped him down to his shorts and placed him in a cell, he decided to enjoy the few days off.
The Sultan’s guards came to check on the Sergeant regularly and brought him food and fresh water. Sergeant Ryan was always careful to step all the way back in his cell when the guards came in. He was more than a bit embarrassed. A large muscular man in this early 30s, Sergeant Ryan was covered with a fine coat of blond hair. He had a large cock that often peeked through his shorts. Along with his ample balls, he always looked like he was horny, which he most often was. After a week or so, the two of the Sultan’s burliest guards came to the Sergeant’s cell. They took him to a shower room and laid out some clothes. Using very broken English they ordered him to clean up and put on the clothes. The Sergearnt was glad or the opportunity and thought that his ransom was about to be paid. He bathed, shaved, and started putting on the clean clothing provided. To his dismay, he noticed that the uniform was at least a size too small. His muscular body and especially his private parts stretched the material as though he had been poured in a mold. When the guards returned, he was surprised when they cuffed him like a real prisoner. His hands were cuffed to a belt around his waist and his feet were cuffed in shackles. The guards quickly marched him into the Sultan’s study. After an appropriate interval the Sultan finally spoke: “We have a dilemma here,” said the Sultan. “My son wishes to have you as his slave; but you are now a captured soldier and not available to be owned. So, I must ask you if you would consent to becoming a slave so that my son might own you.” “Hell NO,” the Sergeant replied. The Sultan agreed that he thought it might be the case. He countered saying, “then we must convince you to change your mind and accept your fate.” With that, the Sultan turned his head and the two guards literally carried the young man out, with his feet never touching the ground. Prince Anwar was pleased when the two guards arrived with their charge in the interrogation room. The Prince was a statue of Arab masculinity. He was well over 6 feet tall, very muscular, with jet black hair and deep brown eyes that belied his sadistic personality. Once inside the room, Sergeant Ryan was stripped completely and his arms and legs tied so that he was spread-eagle facing the Prince. The Prince strode up to the Sergeant and caressed the Sergeant’s balls with his riding crop. As expected, the Sergeant’s ample cock came to attention. With a smile on his face, he told the Sergeant that the Prince would do what was needed to help him change his mind and become a slave. With that there was a swish from behind and a guard laid a full force stroke on the sergeant’s back with a snake whip. At first there was nothing, and then a scream that the Sergeant was unaware was coming from his mouth. Slowly and deliberately the guard laid on stroke after stroke. Each time the Prince would again erect the Sergeant and ask Ryan if he wished to become a slave. Back whippings were followed by frontal whippings. Floggers and whips of every kind were put to use. The beating went on for hours. On the second day of his interrogation, the Prince decided to stimulate the Sergeant with an electrical box. The Sergeant was hosed down and electrodes were placed on his balls, a rod up his tight ass, and one electrode on the dick head. Again the Prince came in and erected the future slave. Each time Ryan said no, the current came on and screams were heard. This activity was followed by a long flogging that opened up the wounds from the previous day. By the end of the day, Sergeant Ryan realized that he might not survive another day of torture. As the guard was preparing for the final whipping of the day, The Prince erected Ryan and asked the question. “Yes Master, I wish to be your slave,” Ryan said. It was a shock to hear the words come out. To the Sergeant’s amazement, the whipping was laid on. After each painful stroke, the Prince would again erect the Sergeant and ask if he consented to becoming his slave. Each time the Sergeant screamed out his acceptance. As the whipping went on, the Prince no longer had to erect the slave. A mere look from the Prince made the Sergeant as hard as concrete. After the final stroke of the day, the Sergeant was taken down and carried to his cell. He was lying naked on his bed, when the Prince arrived. True to his brief training, the Sergeant became erect as soon as the Prince looked his way. The Prince simply acknowledged that the boy was now his slave and walked out. The next morning Sergeant Ryan was taken naked into a room with a surgical table. He was secured face up and his legs were well spread as the table was adjusted. A gag was placed in his mouth. Finally much later the Prince walked in. The Sergeant immediately became aroused. Without speaking the Prince placed a tight cord around Ryan’s nut sack. It pulled the balls down and tight at the end of the sack. Another cord was placed about an inch above the first. As the boy’s balls became bluer and colder, the Prince oiled the Sergeant’s erect cock and began to stroke it. The Prince told him that he was going to be allowed to cum one last time, as a reward for taking so much interrogation. The Prince explained to the Sergeant that he would serve the Prince as a pain boy and a sex slave. As the Prince continued to stroke, he explained that homosexuality was illegal in Islam and that once the Sergeant was de-balled, he could legally serve his Master’s every sexual whim. Sergeant Ryan panicked with fear, but could do nothing to stop the proceedings. He was completely unable to move or shout out. His cock betrayed him. Slowly and surely the Prince was driving him closer and closer to ejaculation. Then without warning he spurted out line after line of thick white cum. As the last shot erupted from his cock, the Prince cut between the cords on this ball sack and removed the goods. Ryan was now a eunuch. He had no role in life but to please the Prince. He could never go back to whence he had come. After ample time for healing, the Prince put the boy on hormones to maintain his masculinity. He also instituted a discipline regimen, along with severe punishment for even the slightest offense. The boy’s teeth were removed to enhance his ability to please the Prince with his slave mouth. Of course with the hormones on board, the boy was always horny and anxious to please. He continued to erect whenever the Prince was ready to use him. When he was very very good, the Prince would fuck his slave ass and a little seaman would flow forth from this dick, but never the full ejaculation of a man. I must sign off now, the Prince has invited me to attend the slave’s morning whipping.
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