Destination Unknown

Authors notes (PLEASE READ): The first few chapters of this story will be glorified PWP’s, however, eventually, I intend on giving this story a plot as, as much as I love mindless, horrifying wank-fests, stories of retribution are much more interesting. Lol. Eventually, the victim is gonna get the upper hand. I also don’t believe that someone would start liking being tortured if you did it to them long enough, so please don’t bother asking me to turn this into one of those stories. Also, this story won’t be particularly long. Probably more than 5 chapters, but definitely less than 10.



The milky, silver light of the Moon was the only thing that allowed Daniel to see through the night as he walked down the side of the road. He had long since left town and street lights were non-existent on the roads near him. Either that or they were long since broken and not worth fixing. It was freezing - as one would expect for a November night in England - and Daniel pulled his coat tight in a vain attempt to keep warm.

He had attempted to hitch a ride from every car that had passed him, but with limited success so far. The darkness was disturbed by the headlights of another car coming in the same direction that Daniel was walking in. He held out his thumb again, though he didn’t think that it would stop, so he pleasantly surprised when the car pulled over. Without missing a beat, he ran to the passenger door and got in to the warmth of the car.

“Thanks so much for pulling over.” Daniel said.

“Was nothing.” The driver said happily. “You really shouldn’t be wandering around somewhere so dark so late at night. I nearly ran you down.”

“Didn’t have much of a choice.”

“Hm. So where you heading, kid?”

“Wherever you’re heading.”

The occupants of the car talked as they made their way to the drivers house, located on the outskirts of some nameless village. After several attempts, the driver eventually got Daniel to tell him that he was a run away, and agreed to put him up for the night.

Daniel was only a teenager. Short, scrawny, long brown hair. Whereas the driver was tall, built and had short hair, a simple, typical style for a man in his mid-thirties.

Upon arrival at the drivers house, the driver offered Daniel a drink, which Daniel accepted. After a little more talk, Daniel finally said “Y’know, I haven’t even asked you your name yet.”

“Oh,” The driver said. “My name isn’t really important. On the off chance that your mouth isn’t full of something, you’ll only ever need to call me ‘Master’ or something along those lines.”

“What?” Daniel half laughed.

“You should probably sit down. The drugs in that drink hit pretty hard, I’ve heard.” The ‘Master’ smirked as Daniel suddenly found himself staggering.

“Wha… What are you…” With a thud, Daniel fell to the floor.

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Daniel awoke with a start. He was bound by his wrists and ankles to a table, with his neck held in place by a metal loop. He struggled against his restraints, but it was useless.

“Ah!” A voice exclaimed. “You’re awake! I was beginning to think you teenagers really did sleep forever.” The Master walked into Daniel’s view. He was wearing a leather harness, black leather jeans, and thick boots.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” Daniel shouted, struggling against his restraints even more.

“I believe the technical term is ‘breaking you in’.” The Master held Daniels head as he forced a ball gag into his mouth against his struggles. “Right!” He said. “First things first! Lets make you more presentable.” Daniel heard a buzzing sound, but couldn’t see it’s source at first, till the Master lifted electric hair clippers into view. The Master began to shave Daniels head, hold his head remarkably still with his one spare hand. Before long, Daniel was practically bald, his long hair lying over the table or on the floor. The master turned the clippers off. “Now, this next bit I prefer to do by hand.” He walked over to a table by the wall and returned with a tray that held a bowl of water, shaving cream, and a hand razor.

Daniel moaned as the Master began rubbing the cold liquid into his balls, dick and ass. “It’s alright to enjoy this. Before long, you’ll be begging me to do all sorts of things to you.” He washed the cream off his hands then took the razor and began to very softly drag it over Daniels balls. Naturally, Daniel stopped struggling as he didn’t want to get cut, but he still moaned his anger and fear in the hopes that someone might hear him. The Master wanked Daniels cock in order to get it hard enough to shave the shaft itself. He shaved all the public hairs around Daniels dick, then moved onto his ass.

With a towel, the Master dried and cleaned the cream off Daniels body. Then he took a black marker pen and wrote something on Daniel. Something across his forehead, chest and just above his dick.

“There!” The Master said. “Much better.” He unshackled Daniels arms and legs. Naturally, Daniel tried to fight against him, but the Master proved to strong for him. The Master dragged Daniel across the room with his hands held behind his back to a mirror. He hit his knee against the back of Daniels, causing him to kneel down in front of a mirror. “Look at yourself, slut!” Daniels reflection in the mirror showed his new, hairless state. The word ‘owned’ was written across his forehead, ‘bitch’ across his chest, and ‘slut’ just above his dick. He took the ball gag out of Daniels mouth and said “Isn’t this much more suitable for you, bitch?”

“You won’t get away with this!”

The Master shoved Daniel down till he was bent to his hands and knees. Daniel felt a sharp pain as the Master spanked his ass. “That’s ‘You won’t get away with this, MASTER’ to you, bitch!” He spanked him again. “Call me your Master!”

“No!” Daniel shouted. He received another spank and another demand to call the man his master. Each time he refused, he received another, harder spank. It went on for quite a while, and Daniel watched the pain build up in the face of his reflection. The Master was impressed by the amount of times Daniel took it before crying out “Please stop!”

“’Please stop’ what?”

“Please stop, Master.”

The master smirked. “Much better.” He let go of Daniel, who slumped to the floor. “See, that’s all you had to do to get me to stop. Now, lets see how good a slave you’re going to be.” He walked away for a moment, then returned. “Get on your knees.” Daniel obeyed and, after a comment about how quickly people learn to do as their told, The Master put a leather dog collar around his neck. “Now, why don’t you admire yourself in the mirror?“ Daniel looked at the collar around his neck. A metal tag hung from the front with the word ‘Rex’ written on it. “So what do you think, Rex? Does that name suit you?” Daniel didn’t respond. “Well?! You little ingrate?!” The master shoved Daniel back down to the floor and raised his hand to spank him again.

“Yes Master! Sorry Master!”

“Hm, better.” The Master allowed Daniel to return to the upright position. He then attached a lead to the collar and stood in front of Daniel. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his dick. “Suck, Rex.” Daniel pulled his head away, but was yanked back by the lead. “Suck!” Daniel still refused. “Oh, you think you’re to good to suck my dick? Fine!” Daniel was once again shoved to the floor. “You can lick my boots instead.” He put one of his boots by Daniels face, but Daniel didn’t do anything, so he raised his foot up, then brought it down on Daniels back, not stomping, but still hard enough to hurt. “Lick, you stupid bitch!”

Daniel began to lick the Masters boot. “Make sure you clean every inch.” The Master reminded him. After going over every bit of the shoe several times, the Master had him move onto the other boot. Once he’d done that, The Master allowed him to return to kneeling position. “Now, perhaps you’ve managed to work out your place. Suck.” This time, Daniel took the Masters huge dick in his mouth. It was a horrible experience, but Daniel endured to avoid something worse happening. “Yeah, now you’re learning your place, bitch.” The Master yanked on the collar, forcing a large amount of his dick into Daniels mouth, causing him to gag. Daniel struggled against it, but the Master continued to face fuck him.

After what felt like hours to Daniel, the Master realised his load into Daniels mouth and pulled out his dick. “Swallow it.” the Master said. “All of it. And you’d better thank me for it, as well.” Daniel swallowed and, between coughs and splutters, thanked The Master. “Good boy. I think you’re going to make a very good slave indeed, Rex. And once I’ve got you all trained up, a cute face like yours will fetch me a pretty penny as well.” And with that, the Master left the room, locking Daniel in and leaving him there for the night.