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Lucarotti: Parts 2, 3, 4 & 5.

by The Slaver.

Lucarotti - part 2, 3, 4 & 5.
By The Slaver.

2. Lucarotti.
Jeff moaned quietly as the machine attached to his cock brought him towards his third climax. His body was now covered in drops of sweat, the dim light of the room bounced off his bold head. A whimper escaped Jeff's lips as he finally cum; pumping his man-seed into the latex milker attached to him.

One of the rubber-encased men entered the dimly light room; he walked over to the machine and turned it off. Jeff just lay on the table whimpering, but unmoving, so when the other two men released him from the table he could put up no fight. Jeff was pulled from the table, and roughly placed in a tight rubber straightjacket. He was then dragged across the room to a wooden door in the far wall of the room, the door was opened, and Jeff was thrust into the dark room, the door was slammed shut behind Jeff. A small dim light come on in the room, Jeff found himself in a small padded room, just big enough to lay down in.

Jeff heard a noise behind him; he turned round and saw a small slit had opened in the door. No one could be seen, but a voice was could be heard.
"Mr. Lane you are here as part of an deal your brother made. He will be joining us soon. You, on the other hand have a new life to train for. By the time your brother joins us, neither of you will remember the other. And you may even become his Master." Said a voice. Jeff lunched at the door, but the slit closed and a faint chuckle was heard.

Even if he wanted to, and he didn't, Jim couldn't get the device off his cock with out the key from Lucarotti. So for the next two weeks Jim went about his life the best he could. Dewing the days, apart from the feeling that his balls were being crushed, and he had to sit to pea, Jim managed to do his job well. But it was the dreams at night that shocked him most. Weird dreams, full of cocks being masturbated, or shooting cum. Also at night he found he was getting turn on by the device on his cock. So it was with great relieve that, when on Saturday the ninth, the E-MAIL come with the place of the meting came, Jim couldn't wait to go there.

So it was a very uptight Jim, who sat at a table under the Chine Horse-chestnut trees in the garden of a local bar, he was reading the local paper, as he had been told to do.
Jim had been at the table for some time, 4.30 had come and gone, when Jim noticed a tall man walking over to his table, the man was neatly dressed in a dark suit. He had a small neat pointed bread, his eyebrows were heavy and he had dark burning eyes. The man sat down on the other side of the table from Jim. "I am Lucarotti." Stated the stranger, in a commanding voice. "You have a meting with me?" Jim was too shocked to speak. The stranger lent forward, and looked straight at Jim.
"Look at me." The deep commanding voice seemed to freeze his willpower, he found he couldn't move. Jim looked up reluctantly, and he immediately became aware of Lucarotti's burning gaze fixed upon him.
Jim looked at Lucarotti's face, and immediately those deep-burning eyes caught his glance. They seemed to grow larger and larger, swallowing up Jim's whole brain. Jim heard the deep voice changing, "I am Lucarotti. You will obey me!"
Lucarotti seemed to bore down on Jim, but he hadn't moved from his chair. Lucarotti's compelling eyes seemed to draw Jim towards him. For a moment longer Lucarotti gazed deep into Jim's eyes. Then satisfied, he snapped his fingers once, sharply, like a pistol shot. Then Lucarotti stood up and walked from the garden. Jim scrambled to his feet and followed, walking behind Lucarotti, like a dog following his Master.

Ten minutes later, Jim was sitting on a chair in the rest room of the bar in a deep hypnotic trance. Lucarotti was standing over him. "Excellent, your conditioning from the screen spiral has worked perfectly, all the time you were on the computer, each time you were exposed to a longer dose of programming."
"Most of your instruction have already been implanted, all that is needed is for me to complete your control-trance, and make those changes permanent." Lucarotti walked over to the window, and looked out. The sun was high in the sky.
"But first, I must make a few adjustments, and then you will be ready." Lucarotti's deep compelling voice seemed to pour deep into Jim's mind.
"You will obey without question the instruction that are written on the paper in front of you. When I snap my fingers, you will believe you have concluded your meeting with me. But you won't remember what happened after you first met me." Lucarotti walked to the door, he opened the door, and went outside. Lucarotti left the door ajar; he then snapped his fingers, once. Jim seemed to come to life and stood up, He picked up the paper, ignoring Lucarotti standing outside the door, and Jim walked out of the building.
Jeff was back in the din light room strapped naked to the metal table his cock being milked again, and again, but never so it was completely empty.

Jim stood, and looked at the small building in front of him. He had never been here before, but he know, just know that he had to go in, and follow these instructions he had. Jim pushed the small, yellow peeling painted door, opened and walked in. Standing behind a small counter, smoking a cigar was a young, well built bold-headed man. Without saying a word, Jim showed the bold-headed man, the instructions on the bottom of the paper. "Of course, you're from Lucarotti. Please, come this way." The man said rubbing his hands together. He led Jim into a small dark back room, a small amount of light sprung into life, as a switch was pushed. All that was in the room was a barber's chair, the arms and footrest of which had restraints on them. A trolley on, which was a large bowl, from which steam could be seen raising, some grey looking towels, a can of shaving-foam, some one uses razors. What was on the bottom shelf of the trolley could not be seen.
"Now strip completely, but for the C.B Device." Said the bold-headed man. Jim started to remove his clothes, in no time at all he was completely naked, but for the C.B Device. The bold guy looked at the blond fuzz that covered Jim's body.
"First, all your Man-hair is to be removed. Stand next to the chair, hands behind your head, and don't move." Commanded the bold guy. Jim did as he was told, he watched as the guy went to the trolley. Jim watched in horror as the guy returned with the razor and shaving foam, he foamed Jim's chest and then started to scrape away Jim's blond fuzz.
Scrape, scrape, scrape went the razor as more, and more of the fuzz was scraped away, with each scrape Jim seemed to become more submissive. It was like as more of his hair was shaved off, he became dimmer, and dimmer.
Soon Jim's chest was hairless but the guy wasn't done yet he foamed Jim's pits and shaved them clean. Finally Jim's legs and arse were foamed up, and then shaved clean. Jim felt the cold air from the room hit his shaved body.

"How, sit in the chair, and I will finish removing your Man-hair!" ordered the bold-headed guy. Jim did as he was told, as soon as he was in the chair, the guy strapped him firmly into the barber's chair. Then he took a pair of scissors from his trousers, and started to cut off Jim's blond hair. After a few more snips, nothing was left of his hair was stubble. The bold-headed guy then foamed Jim's head, and shoved it clean. He then dried Jim with one of the dirty grey towels, and then grinning evilly the guy picked something up from the trolley's bottom shelf.
In his hand the guy was holding an anaesthesia mask, before Jim could say a word, the bold-headed guy placed the mask over Jim's nose and mouth, and then turned on the anaesthesia gas. Strangely Jim did not try not to breathe in the gas; he sat in the chair breathing in the gas. Slow his head started to nod, and his eyes fluttered. Soon Jim was in a gas-induced sleep.
The bold-headed guy turned off the gas, and removed the mask. Then he carefully tilted the top rest of the barber's chair, so Jim's head was looking straight up. The bold-headed guy then took from the trolley's bottom shelf a large metal case, placing the case next to the bowl of water; he opened the case, inside were an assortment of evil looking metal tools.
The bold-headed guy looked at the sleeping Jim, he then picked up one of the metal tools, and then he gently pulled Jim's mouth open with his other hand. Once Jim's mouth was wide open, the guy reached into Jim's mouth with the metal tool.

Jeff was bound to a chair, and foam was rubbed over his head. It have been some time since his head had been shaved, faint traces of hair could be seen. But not for long, with a few quick strokes of a razor and Jeff's head was smooth and bold again. Jeff was released from the chair, he tried to make a rum for it. But the three rubber-encased men were to quit and strong for Jeff. He was over powered, placed back in the straightjacket and thrown back into the padded room.

Much later, Lucarotti entered the room, and walked over to the barber's chair, which was now laying flat. Jim lay on the chair on his stomach, he was still out cold, and the anaesthesia mask was back over his nose and mouth. A low buzzing sound could be heard. As he got closer to Jim, Lucarotti could see that the noise was coming from a tattoo device that the bold-headed guy was using on Jim, just over his arse-hole. The guy looked up, and smiled at Lucarotti. "He's nearly ready. He is just as you asked for. No man-hair, his teeth have been removed, for a better B.J. And Enter Here has been tattooed in the place were you want it." Said the bold-headed guy, as he turned off the gas and tattoo device.
Lucarotti nodded "When will he be ready for us, and his Lucarotti?" Bold-headed man removed the mask, and unbound Jim, rolling him onto his back. "Just one more thing, and then he is all yours. But I wouldn't use his mouth for a while, till his gums are heeled." The bold-headed guy said, as he held up two large hypodermics. He reached forward, and grabbed one of Jim's ball sacs; he then injected one of the hypodermics into the ball sac. Seconds later the guy injected Jim's second ball sac. "There, that's the semen multiplier injected into him, it'll last about 13 months, after that he'll need another shot. Do you want the C.B removed?"
Lucarotti shock his head. "No, it'll stay on till Lucarotti collects him, how long before his cum starts to multiply at the speeded up rate?" said Lucarotti, looking down at the still sleeping Jim.
"About 2 days time, after that his ball sacs will be continually 4-5 times their normal size. I take it, that he is to be introduced to 'MILKING'." Said the bold-headed guy. Lucarotti did not reply, he just looked hard, and sternly at the guy. The bold-headed guy shivered; there was something about that look, that said you ask to many questions, beware. "You can take him now!" said the bold-headed guy. He watched, as Lucarotti shoulders Jim and carries him out of the room.

Jim was placed on the back seat of Lucarotti's car; he closed the car door, and took a chloroformed cloth from his pocket. Lucarotti walked back into the shop. The bold-headed guy had his back to the door, and did not hear Lucarotti renter the room. Lucarotti clapped the cloth over the bold-headed guy's nose and mouth. The bold-headed guy tried moving his head back and forth in an effect to dislodge the cloth but to no avail. Lucarotti pushed the cloth harder over the guy's mouth and nose.
The bold-headed guy's eyes began to glaze over. Soon he was almost unable to keep his eyes open. One final push of the chloroformed cloth, the bold-headed guy's eyes flutter shut, and finally the bold-headed guy was sound asleep. Lucarotti let go of the guy, who fell to the floor. As he left the shop, Lucarotti made a call on his cell phone. He then got into his car, and drove away.

Lucarotti sat naked, on the leather couch in the lounge of Jim's house. He had his legs spread wide open. On the floor between his legs, chewing, licking, and sucking at the considerable length of his man-meat, was a figure encased totally from head to foot in tight black rubber. Lucarotti let out a low moan as the rubber-covered figure tongue-massaged his well-hung balls.
In the master bedroom up stairs, Jim moaned softly as he fights his way back to wakefulness. "Where am I, what happened?" asked the confused Jim, who was laying on his bed.
"Let me introduce myself, I am Lucarotti!" said a voice, from the doorway. Jim looked at the figure in the doorway. He had never seen him before. "All those, whom you now serve are called Lucarotti. You see we know you are not MR. Mortimore. We take control of him the day before he left town, he won't be back, he now has a new life." Said the figure.
Jim looked at Lucarotti, who was naked, he was 6'7 tall, toned, athletic, and had well defined biceps and pecs. His hair was red, and hung limply down to his shoulders. "Now, as for you, you too are going to became a total bottom. You will be my bottom." Smirked Lucarotti. Strangely, Jim didn't mind. In fact he wanted to be controlled by this Lucarotti.

Unbeknownst to Jim, for the last two day, he had been either in a deep trance, or chloroformed. Lucarotti walked into the room, and closed the door. For the next couple of hours, Jim was tossed around, beaten up, and spanked with his own hair brush till his butt shone, and it really hurt. Then Lucarotti grabbed Jim in an unbreakable chokehold around his neck, and pushed Jim up against the bedroom wall. Lucarotti then piston-fucked Jim without lubrication, a Condon or mercy. This was Jim's first time getting something up his arse, and it was painful. But Jim was filled with a joy; a joy that his enslavement had began. Lucarotti poisoned in and out of Jim like a machine. Lucarotti reached climax; he poured loads of his spunk into Jim's arse. Lucarotti then knocked Jim onto the bed; he forced Jim's arse into the air. He then piston-fucked Jim two more times, each time he pumped more loads of his spunk into Jim's butt.
He then pushed Jim onto the floor. After a few second, Lucarotti started to beat Jim up again, and spank his butt with a hairbrush.

"Now, its time that you were introduced to 'MILKING' my little Slave!" said Lucarotti, looking down at Jim on the floor, he could see that Jim's balls were about 5 times their normal size. "Now, stand up, and put your hands behind your head." Jim did as he was told. Lucarotti lent forward, and managed to remove the C.B from Jim's cock. He then placed a low stall in front of Jim, on top of which was a large glass container.
Jim felt Lucarotti press against his hole. "Slave, relax your chute so I can enter." He said. Jim felt his ass muscles relax and his butt open, Lucarotti entered him in one thrust, and started a piton-fuck, Jim gasped. He didn't know it, but Jim didn't have a cock in his ass, but a fist. Harder, and harder the fist fucked Jim.
Lucarotti then took Jim's rod into his other hand, and started to jerk him off, moans escaped Jim's lips from the two-sided assault he was getting. Intense pleasure fired through Jim's body. The fucking speeded up. Jim lost it, he shot gallons of his jism into the glass container. "Good, I see you enjoyed that. That is good, because this is the only way you will cum from now on, when your rod isn't in a C.B device." Laughed Lucarotti
Jim moan again, as he felt Lucarotti enter him again with his fist, and grabbed his rod. This time Jim moans loudly in pleasure, and begs for more. In no time, Jim is shooting more gallons of his jism into the container.

Down stairs, the other Lucarotti could hear Jim's moans, and please. He lets out a loud groan as he shot his own jism into the rubber figure's mouth.
'In two week time, Jim's mouth would be heeled, and he would be able to give B.Js, as well as being a total bottom.' Thought Lucarotti. 'His conversion would be complete. The old Jim would be no more.' An extra loud cry floated down the stairs as Jim shot gallons more of his jism.

3. The Bold-head Guy.
The bold-headed guy come round, he was bound tightly to a metal chair. He seemed to be in some sort of cellar, a tall figure in black rubber stood near to the chair.
" I see you're awake, good now I can explain." Said the rubber-covered figure. "I am Lucarotti, and I are you Master now. You will willingly obey us."
The bold-headed tried to speak, but only croaks came out of his mouth.
He had been unconscious for at least two days, now he was slowly coming round. "A yellow spiral will appear on the screen on the wall. With it, and other sadistic ways you will became ours." Stated the rubber-covered figure. The bold-headed guy was stunned by the speed of events of the past few days; he could do nothing but watch hopelessly, as the spiral started spinning. The bold-headed guy tried his best to look away, but already he was feeling dizzy and unable to concentrate. It felt as thou the spiral was drawing him in further and further. He didn't hear the chuckle from Lucarotti standing nearby; he couldn't take his eyes off the spiral.
Lucarotti grabs the bold-headed guy's rod and begins to stoke him to rigidity, his rod responded immediately to Lucarotti's stimulation. A moan of pleasure comes from the bold-headed guy, but his eyes are still locked onto the spiral. The stimulation increases; the bold-headed guy erupts a geyser of jism. "Excellent, excellent. This allows us to gain control of you." Said Lucarotti, as he started to stimulate the bold-headed guy's rod again. Over, and over again the bold-headed guy was made to cum, all the time he was staring at the yellow spiral, nothing else mattered. Slowly, very slowly, the bold-headed guy's brain closeted down.

The bold-headed guy was laying on a bed, his legs were spread wide, and he was lifting his butt up off the bed slightly. "You are a slut, you serve Lucarotti's cock. Your arse feels empty without his cock. You want to be fuck by his cock, the bigger it is the better. You must serve and obey." Said a voice, over, and over again in the bold-headed guy's head. He moaned a 'yes'.
Lucarotti was standing in the doorway of the room, he head the moaned yes, and knew that the guy on the bed was ready. For a short time Lucarotti spanked the bold-headed guy's butt with a wooden paddle. After that Lucarotti piston-fucked the bold-headed guy's arse many times, each time he shot his jism deep into the bold-headed guy's butt.
After he could cum no more, Lucarotti pulled out of the bold-headed guy's arse.

"Again!" Lucarotti said firmly to the naked Bold-headed guy standing in front of him. The bold-headed guy stood entranced before Lucarotti; moisture shimmered on his muscular body. The guy was gasping for breath. "I said again!" Lucarotti growled darkly.

"No more." Gasped the guy, beads of sweat slowly run down his body. "Again I say," Lucarotti cutting off the guy's protest. The guy nodded weakly, and restarted his manual self-abuse. Soon the room was filled with heavy ragged breathing as the bold-headed guy jerked his long since wranked dry cock. "Ugh. Ughh. Ahhh. Fuckkk" He grunted as his uncut dick stiffened. His face contorted; as he tied by sheer effort to produce cum out of nowhere. Lucarotti watched as the now whimpering bold-headed guy manipulated his now painfully throbbing appendage. He was now cupping his now drained hefty pouches in one of his hands to give them some comforting warmth. He gripped his manhood and pumped harder and faster. "Oh...Uuuh" The bold-headed guy threw back his head and groaned as he climaxed. A large bubble of creamy fluid formed on the tip of his dick. The guy shook his deflating dick, the creamy fluid broke free and fell into the pool of cum at the man's feet. The guy's legs buckled and he collapsed onto the floor.

Lucarotti walked over to the bold-headed guy. He then knelt down between the guy's legs, which he spread wide open so he could give the bold-headed guy his first anal fingering. "OOOHHHH YYYEESSS." The guy gasped, every nerve in his body was suddenly alive. The probing digit hit a spot deep inside the bold-headed guy. "Oh, deeper, deeper." He grunted. "As you wish." Said Lucarotti, he pulled his digit out. He then spread the guy's muscular thighs even wider to give him more access, and pushed his hard manhood deep inside the guy's chute. "OOOOOHHHHHH, AAAAHHHH." The bold guy gasped, as the fiery pleasure of his first fucking surged through his moisture shimmering body. Lucarotti powered fuck the guy's once virgin butt. Lucarotti seeded up his humping, soon he was in a sexual frenzy. "AAARRRGGHH." Lucarotti screamed as he climaxed in the guy's chute. He had pulled out of the bold guy. "More please....OOOHHH." Whimpered the guy, as he lay on the floor.

"You want more?" asked Lucarotti looking down at the guy lying on the floor. "Yes.....yes please." Replied the bold guy. Lucarotti was still kneeing between the guy's spread open legs. Lucarotti thrust two of his fingers into the guy's violated arse, and worked them in deep. The guy moaned loudly, and pushed down onto the invading fingers. Lucarotti forced in a third finger, even more moans where heard.

The third finger was followed quickly by the fourth finger, all four fingers were forced in and out of the bold guy's arse. Suddenly Lucarotti tucked his thumb underneath his fingers and slammed his whole hand into boldy's arse-hole. The guy screamed out, this was not a dick inside him now, but something larger, and it was painful. He felt his arse-hole stretched wider, as Lucarotti's fist penetrated him.

The bold-headed guy's arse-hole snapped shut around Lucarotti's wrist, so that his wrist becomes firmly lodged in the bold guy's arse-hole. Lucarotti starts to fuck the guy's butt-hole with his fist, with each thrust Lucarotti managed to slide more, and more of his fist and arm into the guy's gapping butt-hole. After 45 minutes of fist fucking the guy, Lucarotti pulls his fist out of the bold-headed guy, he then made the bold-headed guy lick his own cum & shit his fist and arm. After that Lucarotti fitted a C.B device to the bold guy's member, and a lead around his neck, and then lead him from the room.

4. Jeff.
Three rubber-encased men pulled Jeff out of the padded room and drag over to a table. A fourth rubber guy stood by the table, he pick up a Hypodermic from the table and walked nearer to Jeff. Jeff felt a prick in his neck as the Hypodermic was pushed in, a sudden feeling euphoria spread through Jeff's body. He could hear voices but they seemed so far off. Blackness rushed into his mind.

The light in the room bounced off his shoved head. Jeff woke to find that he was tightly bound in the straightjacket and that he was now sitting in a cramped small cage. He tried to shout for help, but there was now a gag in his mouth; Jeff tried in vain too loosen his bonds. Jeff blinked, the light now was far brighter than he had had over the last few weeks.

Standing in front of the cage was a tall figure; neatly dressed in a dark suit, he had a neatly trimmed pointed bread and heavy eyebrows. Jeff did not know it, but this was the same man/ or Lucarotti that had met his brother Jim. "I'm Lucarotti, soon I will be your Master, and you will be my cock bitch. A mindless thing who'll do my bidding so he can serve my cock." Stated Lucarotti. Muffled proteases come from Jeff, Lucarotti took no notice. "Look at me." Commanded Lucarotti. And just like Jim, Jeff found that the deep commanding voice seemed to freeze his willpower, and he found that also he could not move. Very reluctantly, Jeff looked up, immediately Lucarotti's deep-burning eyes caught Jeff's glance. Lucarotti's eyes seemed to grow larger, and larger, swallowing up Jeff's whole brain, for a long moment Lucarotti gazed deeply into Jeff's eyes.

Jeff could hear a voice, it seemed so far off.
"You feel helpless, yet it feels so wonderful---clear your mind---relax---so peaceful---so totally content---relax---obey you must obey---so---so---empty." Jeff's head fell on his chest, Lucarotti smiled. He removed the gag from Jeff's mouth. "From now on you will feel pleasure only when you are serving me, whenever you're take my essence, you understand." Said Lucarotti. Jeff nodded and muttered. "My essence is in my dick. You must serve my cock to get my essences, understand?" said Lucarotti. Jeff muttered and nodded again. "When you take my essences up your arse, you will become my mindless slave, to serve me always." Jeff was by now so disorientated; that what Lucarotti said made perfect sense. "Sever...cock...your essence... my arse," babbled Jeff, he then slumped down onto the floor of the cage.

Lucarotti clicked his fingers, two rubber-encased guys entered the room, and they pulled Jeff out of the cage. They dragged him over to a chair and then bent him over it. The two guys then left the room. Lucarotti walked over to Jeff, as he walked over Lucarotti had his cock out and was jerking it. Lucarotti gave Jeff an evil grin, and lunged forward. Lucarotti thrust his throbbing, hard cock straight into Jeff's virgin arse. Jeff let out a loud cry as Lucarotti entered his arse, and started a violent bareback fuck. Jeff had never been fucked in his arse ever before, and it felt to him like a red hot rod was ripping his butt apart, Lucarotti thrust in deeper. Suddenly a feeling of sexually pleasure washed over Jeff, he become lost in the pleasure of his first male on male sex.

"Ahh...fuckkk...meee." Cried Jeff, soon Jeff was lost in the sexual pleasure of the fucking of his arse. Lucarotti arched his back, thrust even deeper into Jeff, and had a massif orgasm. Rope, after rope of his thick white seaman shot into Jeff's arse. finally Lucarotti pulled out of Jeff and stepped away from the chair, gasping for air. Jeff could only whimper.

After a few moments Lucarotti he grabbed his limp dick, and started to jerk it, to get it hard. Once it was hard, he walked back over to Jeff, and round to Jeff's mouth. He grabbed the Jeff's ears, and pulled his head up. "Open your mouth, slave." Said Lucarotti, his dick-head touching Jeff's lips. Jeff opened his mouth, and Lucarotti roughly slid his hard cock straight down Jeff's throat. Jeff did not even gag, up and down went his mouth, and throat on Lucarotti's cock. Who pushed deeper into Jeff's mouth, and speeded up his thrusting, Lucarotti could feel his balls tightening, and he was a close to cumming. A feeling of sexual pleasure swept over Jeff as cum shot into his mouth, so much cum was shot into his mouth that it run down his chin. Finally Lucarotti pulled his cock out of Jeff's mouth. Lucarotti told Jeff to lay on the floor. He fell off the chair on to the floor.

Jeff was now unable to resist any thing he was told by Lucarotti. Any resistance Jeff might still have had was now long gone, Jeff's conditioning and enslavement was nearly complete. Lucarotti looked down at the muttering heap on the floor. "Obey and serve, obey and serve dick..." Jeff muttered " That's right, obey and serve, obey and serve my dick." Said Lucarotti. "Obey and serve you, obey and serve your dick." Muttered Jeff, any resistance now long gone. Jeff's only thoughts now were of serving and his dick.

Lucarotti spread Jeff's legs wide open, he then knelt between Jeff's spread legs. He then thrust two of his fingers into Jeff's arse, and started working them in deeper. Jeff cried out, he pushed his butt onto the invading fingers. Lucarotti then pushed in a third finger causing even louder moans, this was quickly followed be a fourth finger. Lucarotti forced the four fingers in and out of Jeff's arse, Jody moaned even louder. Lucarotti tucked his thumb underneath his fingers and slammed his whole fist into Jeff's arse.

Jeff screamed out loud as he felt his butt-hole stretched wide as Lucarotti's fist penetrated his arse. His butt-hole snapped shut around Lucarotti's wrist, so his wrist become firmly lodged in Jeff's arse. Lucarotti started to fist fuck Jeff's arse, with each thrust Lucarotti managed to slide more of his arm into Jeff's gapping butt-hole, then his arm was in up to his elbow, Lucarotti started to thrust it in, and out of Jody. Every nerve in Jeff's body suddenly became alive with a strong driving sexual heat, which surged through his sweat-socked torso. He squirmed in sexual arousal as his brain totally lost touch with reality, he just lay on the floor whimpering, as Lucarotti thrust in and out of him.

Lucarotti reached forward with his other hand, and grabbed Jeff's cock. He then began to Masturbate Jeff, while still pounding his hole with his fist. "Yes, you conditioning is nearly complete. You just need to cum, and you'll be mine." Lucarotti increased his Masturbating of Jeff's cock, and the pounding of his arse. Jeff squirmed on the floor in sheer sexual heat and pleasure. Lucarotti moved in for the kill, he tightened his grip on Jeff's rod and masturbated it even harder. Jeff groaned and shot his wad. He was now completely spent, an Auton completely under Lucarotti's power. "Now, slut you will now serve my dick." Ordered Lucarotti. Jeff got off up from the floor, and knelt in front of Lucarotti and willingly showed his obedience to his new Master. Jeff took Lucarotti's entire dick into his mouth in one go, Jeff could feel Lucarotti's ball resting on his chin as he started working on his cock. Lucarotti just smiled as he started to thrust in and out of Jeff's mouth.


5. Aaron.
Lucarotti let out a loud cry, as he cum into the mouth of Jeff, who was giving him a blowjob. He pulled out his cock, and wiped it on Jeff's bold-head. "So are there any more brothers like you and Jim at home?" Lucarotti asked. Jeff nodded his head. "How many, speak." Said Lucarotti. "One, our older brother Aaron." Muttered Jeff his mouth full of cum. Lucarotti thought for a moment. "He will of cause join you and Jim in serve to us, Lucarotti. And you are going to help." Said Lucarotti, as he zipped up his pants and led Jeff over have to go a computer standing in the corner. He turned it on and lent towards Jeff and whispered in his ear.

The storm outside the bar raged on, rain lashed downs and the wind blow hard. Aaron thank his stars that he had to work late, and that the office he worked in was only a short walk from the bar. He was sitting in a window seat looking out for his brother Jeff. Aaron looked down at the printed paper in front of him, it was a copy of the E-MAIL Jeff had sent him it read: WORRIED ABOUT JIM, SOME PERV TRYING IT ON WITH HIM. AM GOING TO KICK THE PERV'S GAY ARSE. NEED YOU HELP. JEFF. Aaron looked at the second E-MAIL from his brother. It gave the time and the date, and where to met. And also the name of the guy Jeff was worried about; Lucarotti.

Aaron looked up from the papers, two tall well-dressed men were getting out of a cab. They walked into the bar. And straight over to the table that Aaron was sitting. Without asking the two men sat down across the table from Aaron. Aaron was just going to say something.

Lucarotti lent forward, and looked straight into Aaron's eyes. "Look at us." He said in a deep, quiet commanding voice that seemed to freeze Aaron's will. Just like the many before him, Aaron found that he could not move, or speak. Against his will, Aaron reluctantly looked up at the guy. Lucarotti's burning gaze fixed fully upon Aaron, all Aaron was now aware of was Lucarotti's deep dark burning eyes, which seemed to be growing larger and larger, swallowing all of Aaron's mind. The tone of the deep quiet commanding voice changed. "We are Lucarotti. You will learn to obey us." Said Lucarotti. Those compelling eyes seemed to draw Aaron in.

"you were saying, about your brother?" Said a voice from across the table. Aaron looked up with a start. "What..Er." He muttered, he felt so tired all of a sudden and his head felt like it was full of cobwebs. He looked up at the two men sitting across the table from him. Then Aaron caught sight of the city clock through the bar window. "10.45, that could not be right. I'm meant to met my brother here at 6.30." Aaron said. "Hay wait a moment, you guys came in at about 6.15 sat down there and now its 10.45. What kind of shit are you two pulling." As he finished speaking, Aaron lent forwards onto the table, and as he did so he knocked over a pile of empty still water bottles. Aaron shot up from his chair. "What the fuck are all those empty bottles doing there" He asked in a very loud voice. People in the now crowded bar looked round. "I didn't drink all that did I? I mean I couldn't. No one could without to piss." The guy with the neatly trimmed beard, smiled and lent across the table.

"In that case, don't you want to PISS." Said Lucarotti. A look of shock crossed Aaron's face. Aaron's body tensed like a metal rod, he had just been to piss, and piss he did. Aaron fell his legs and hands tense like metal pole. "UH! UHH! NOOO!" He cried as his cock erupted, and he lost control of his own bladder. People looked around at Aaron as they heard him cry out. Again and again piss flood from his cock, it started to soak into the pants of his suit. Soon his short were soaked in his own piss, a large piss stain could be seen on the front of his pants. "H-h-how are you doing thi-this-tooo-meee?" Aaron tried to say between gritted teeth. Still he carried on pissing.

"Just simple hypnosis, a single trigger word. Some people like you need very little hypnosis to be controlled" Said Lucarotti. "PISS." Aaron let out a gasp, as his piss speeded up, he was slowly becoming coated in his own piss. "Now, to prove the point perhaps you should "SHIT" to" Lucarotti said. Once again Aaron felt his body tensed like a metal pole, as he now lost control of his bourses, and something warm, soft and moist slid out of his arse, and started filling his piss soaked shorts. Aaron let out a loud cry, more people looked round. "Stop" Said Lucarotti. His cock gave a final spasm, his arse mussels tightened and Aaron stopped pissing and shitting, he stank of piss & shit. Lucarotti leans forward, and whispers into Aaron's ear.

Aaron woke from a daze, and found four things. First, he was tied, naked, face down on a wooden fuck bench. Second, there was a strong smell of a mixture of Disinfectant, and Shaving Foam. Third his head felt like it had been shaved completely bold. And fourth a large hard cock was thrust deeply in his open mouth. For a brief moment Aaron rendered why he wasn't gagging. All the cock seemed to be in his mouth. Even without thinking Aaron started work on the cock, to bring it as quickly as possible to orgasm. Aaron felt someone grab his head, and pushed deeper into his mouth. Lucarotti was soon spooled cum down Aaron's throat. Not a cry could be heard from Aaron, as cum slid down his throat. "I see you have taken to your training well. Your mouth is a good fuck." Said Lucarotti, as he pulled his spent cock out. As he spoke Lucarotti was also putting lube onto one of his hands, and all over the arm.

He walked round to Aaron's spread legs, which gave easy access to his arse. Lucarotti thrust two of his fingers into Aaron's arse, and started to work them in deeper. Aaron let out a loud moan, of pleasure and tried to push his arse back onto the invading fingers. Lucarotti then pushed in another finger causing even louder moans of pleasure, the fourth finger quickly followed. Lucarotti worked the four fingers in, and out of Aaron's arse. Lucarotti tucked his thumb underneath his fingers, and then slammed his whole fist into Aaron. Aaron let out a loud cry, as he felt his arse stretch as Lucarotti's fist penetrated him and then his arse-hole snapped shut around the invading fist. Lucarotti's wrist becomes firmly lodged in Aaron's butt.

Aaron's arse was then punched fucked by Lucarotti. With each thrust, Lucarotti managed to push more, and more of his arm into Aaron. Lucarotti pushed his arm into Aaron till it was past his elbow. Lucarotti then pulled his arm out of Aaron, till only his fist was still in Aaron. Then with out warning, he thrust his whole arm back into Aaron. Aaron let out a loud howl, and then passed out. Lucarotti's arm was still thrust into Aaron.

Aaron's cock twitched, and started to harden as Lucarotti started his second fisting of his arse. "My, your arse is tight!" said Lucarotti, as he speeded up his thrusting. Aaron's head felt like it would burst, with all the thoughts milling around in it. Waves of lust rippled through Aaron's body as Lucarotti hit Aaron's prostate again, and again. Aaron screamed and had an orgasm trapping cum between his body and the bench. As this happened, the final triggers Lucarotti had given Aaron took hold. Aaron just lay still on the fuck bench, whimpering. Lucarotti pulled his hand out of Aaron and walked round to Aaron's head. "Good, to see you're now so obedient." Said Lucarotti, patting Aaron's bold-head with his hand. Aaron lay still, his face covered with sweat.

Lucarotti stepped nearer to Aaron, so his cock was near to Aaron's mouth. Lucarotti jerked his cock too gets it hard. Aaron's eyes were level with the rapidly hardening cock, without being told to, Aaron opened his mouth, and licked his lips. "Open wide cock-sucker. And take all your Master's cock and give me a blow-job." Said Lucarotti, as he guided his throbbing cock, into Aaron's watering mouth. Aaron's mouth completely engulfed Lucarotti's cock right down to his balls. Aaron's mouth and throat went to work on Lucarotti's member. Lucarotti grabbed hold of Aaron's head, and began roughly fucking his mouth. Lucarotti did not last long before Lucarotti was spooled cum into Aaron's greedy mouth. "Oh, yes." Panted Lucarotti. "You are ready."

TO BE CONTINUDED:

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