Marine Marchandises

As he was saying this his hand slipped inside his shorts and started to jerk himself off, his free hand reaching out towards me, I withdrew and reached over for my clothes. “I think you have seen enough to check now lets get moving to get this thing with the police over and done with”. Grabbing my shirt and shorts from the front seat and pulling them from the hands of the driver as he tried to keep a hold of them. “OK..OK Sir no problem, all is checked now we take you to see police…..you are sure nice little boy in little red lady knickers….love to fuck you sir……you suck for free sir…..my cock red hot……your ass take big cock….show me your hot cock…..lovely sweet ass princess ”, as I dressed the two brothers laughed and joked freely at my expense.

Twenty minutes later we drew up outside what appeared to be run down abandoned old office building on which one could read a few professional plates indicating repair men, lawyers or salesmen, then at the base leaning against the column a sign board “IMMIGRATION POLICE” painted roughly by hand indicating through to the ground floor. As I moved forward the car drove away noisily and I turned to notice two men who had been leaning against the opposite wall that crossed the road to meet me asking if I was looking for Tom, “yes he is to meet me here this morning to see the Immigration Police”.

“that’s fine he called to let us know you were coming and asked us to look after you, just follow us”, they led me through the unlit ground floor area avoiding cans and rubbish strewn across the floor and piles of rubble to a rear stairway that led up to the first floor, I tripped slightly on the uneven steps but was quickly supported by the man following closely behind me as he held my arm “you need to be careful on these steps let me help you”, his hand sliding down to support my buttocks and thrusting me upwards and forwards through a door leading to a dimly lit room where three burly officers were waiting with a computer open in front of them obviously relishing whatever it was they were looking at. My two guides had equally followed me into the room and stood now by the door.

“Sit down just here and let me have your passport”, that I handed quickly over to the guard closest to me trying to explain that Tom was coming to assist me and we needed to wait for him. “Wait for Tom, I don’t think so young man. You are in very big trouble and there is no Tom to help you. Now stand up come over here and empty your pockets on the table”, I stood and approached the table placing my keys and money on the table.

“Are you aware of the gravity of the charges against you here with regards to rude acts with another man and you being an expatriate in a foreign country, you will get at least 10 years for what we have seen from these photos. He handed me a wad of photos that Tom had taken the previous day. You might like to explain and while you do my colleagues and I need to confirm this is you in the pictures in front of us so just start by getting undressed down to your briefs and if you need help our friends behind you can assist……DO YOU UNDERSTAND?........good now do it slowly…and pass me each item one by one as you are told starting with the shoes and socks…..”.
“move back one step, you two come closer and stand on either side of our handsome little prince…..”
“shoes on the table”,
“socks on the table O.K…..I think you are starting to understand”.
“now sit down there and don’t move until told”.

I pleaded quietly “please I have done nothing wrong, you can’t hold me like this I need to get back to my ship…..please Tom will explain everything to you…..”.
“you’ve really not quite understood your predicament young man…….just sit quietly”.

The senior officer made a sign to the two guards one of whom moved closely behind me and the other who moved to the table and received whispered orders from his colleague then picked up one sock that he turned and tried to force into my mouth, I struggled briefly until being grasped firmly from behind and my nose clasped tightly to force the mouth open and my clean sock forced completely into my mouth. Impossible to swallow or saliva my tongue immobilised painfully at the base of the palette. I struggled vainly to fight myself free only to be held from both arms. The second sock was drawn and shoe laces tied at each end and tied firmly around the head to ensure it was totally impossible to even murmur. My hands were held still as I was force to sit.

“Now you will I think start to understand your situation….nod your head to confirm…..thank you my young Prince perhaps we can continue……”.
My guards released my arms as I acquiesced with a brief nod.
“Stand in front of me …..”
I stood and ran desperately for the door fearing the worst but my guards were expecting that……
“No you obviously have still not understood…..and I will not tie your hands….you will do as you are told even if it takes all of our time and effort”.
“Bring me the cane we’ll quickly show this beauty we mean business”.

The officer pulls up a rickety chair from behind the desk to place it close to where I sat whilst a guard left the room to find his cane.
I feel his breathing close to me as he pulls his chair closer. His warm sweaty hand is placed just on the lower right thigh…..
“Just let’s look at each of these photos together, here you are completely naked with another man, here you are parading in ladies underwear tempting a Nigerian national to have sex with you, he has reported you to us and wants to see you put in prison, this is your cabin, we know and can prove it, you have persistently tried to seduce this man and last night you were caught red handed in the act of seducing him………the photos prove everything, what do you think members of the jury…..”. The answer from all five was unanimous.
“So the jury is unanimous you are condemned to serve us in all things for the rest of your life”.

“You do understand now what is happening to you, don’t you and you understand there is absolutely no point in resisting, you are now lost to all that you knew before you no longer exist, you belong to me and my friends, to resist will only bring you pain and frustration. I am going to show you exactly what I mean and will cane you once, very very hard, it will make you cringe in pain and you will never ever forget the pain inflicted, then you will sit and we will watch each other for 4 minutes to reflect on your situation. After that I will take off your gag and allow you the possibility to do exactly as you are told……DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I AM TELLING YOU?” he squeezed tightly my thigh. Once again I confirmed with a nod dreading the coming instances of pain.
The guard had arrived back with a 1m50 rod of three tresses of oiled paper bound together with electrical insulating tape that he handed directly the officer sat with me.

He played for a little with his weapon thrashing it up and down in front of me eyes as I heard the whistling thrash pass my ears, my groin winching from fear and expectation.
“Now are you ready…?”.
I whimpered slowly dropping to my knees to beg lenience. My cause was hopeless I knew.

The officer laughed loudly and instructed all his four colleagues to assist in the operation to ensure the victim had no where to move and resigned to the sentence. Each took an arm or a thigh to immobilize me totally.
“Now you are held my little Prince show me you cannot move…..better than that fight to get free…..is this exciting your young pretty little balls…. Can you feel his heart beating faster….”. His colleague rammed his hand up my short to grasp and twist my genitals.
“His heart is racing and his balls are tight and shrunk…nowhere close to a hard on”, laughed his assistant. “Let me know if there is any reaction at all down there and hold him tight”.

He stood back and tested his stroke length to the base of my spine just above the buttocks, two slight tappets to adjust for measure and then with a deep breath the whole weight of his body was thrown into the whip stoke as it hit my jaw bit down onto my gag and the excruciating pain rent through every nerve of my body as the rod seared into the flesh and released untold pain, I felt the surge of heat climb inexorably through my nerves to my eyes and started to cry and come close to fainting, my knees trembled and my weight dropped onto the arms supporting each of my limbs and the fist gripping my sex. After three long seconds I regained composure and the arms holding me loosened their grip as I was placed back on the chair in front of the desk.
“How was the reaction, any movement?”.
“This one is really good……his balls tightened in anticipation and rose to the scrotum…..his cock during the anticipation of the stroke swelled slightly and the head hardened surprisingly quickly…..when the stroke was laid on he jerked forward and his cock went rock hard almost instantly the surge of blood was amazing, you could feel the rush and pumping at a maximum….as the pain went through him you could feel the quiver and the blood draining from his cock as he collapsed…….and he is wet with precum…..the balls pounding to produce……she is a beauty and I think a real prize…..”, he smiled and laughed to his colleagues.
“Then no problem getting a good price for this slut, lets make sure we take care of him and make him into the tool we need” .

The longest four minutes I had ever witnessed now started.
The pain was still searing through my body hindering my reflection of the situation I found myself in. By now it was 9h20 as I looked at my watch. My naked legs were quivering and my feet were hurting from the sharp concrete floor that had never been finished.
The other five occupants had withdrawn to one corner to whisper between them before continuing evidently no longer fearing my attempt to escape and I felt not the slightest inkling to renew my recent painful experience. Instead I tried to imagine what was to be my fate with these people.

The ship would not worry about me before my watch time and I had left the ship without letting anyone know where I was going, my family and friends would be totally helpless to assist so far away from home, in a country that was abandoned to itself in a lawless chaos out of any body’s control and who really would care. I should just resign myself and see what happens.

My five guards appeared now to be convinced that I was going to cooperate and sought confirmation as they approached together.
“We are going to release you now and you are going to not only cooperate young Prince but you are going to do exactly as you are instructed by any one of us at any time and in any place without hesitation and with total devotion, your body, mind and soul belongs to each one of us……have you understood ?”.
I nodded slowly and deliberately in agreement.

His hands passed slowly behind my head to release the gag that was giving me so much discomfort, the air rushed into my mouth and throat filling my lungs and I felt newly released to move and feel free, that feeling was to be short lived.
“You will not say one word or in any way intimate disagreement or disgust at what you will be obliged to do at any moment……you will nod your head to confirm”.
I nodded slowly to each of my captors’ one after the other. Each guard moved opposite me in order to look me straight in the eye as I nodded confirmation. My whole life seemed to stop at each instant I acknowledged their individual slavery. The word was now firmly anchored in my mind’s eye as my fate became more evident with each second that passed.

“right let’s have you standing back to the wall facing all of us…..NOW”, my mind was not quick to respond but I stood to move and obey the order given as I felt the tip of the cane whip out to strike my right upper arm with an unexpected force that surprise me and ripped into my nerves causing me to yelp loudly as I moved more quickly across the room to place my back to the wall.
“I heard you yelp like a puppy…..I’m not convinced you have understood quite perfectly what is required of a little slut slave like you……”.
The cane came down again on my right shoulder with less force but equal pain and I very quickly align my back to the wall, I was truly starting to understand very, very quickly and painfully.
My back to the wall I listened attentively for the next order, my whole body shaking from fear.

The dominant guard seeing me tremble approached me slowly and pressed his mouth to my ear.
“CROUCH……STAND……CROUCH…..STAND….”. He continued as I dropped instantly to my heels and stood instantly as instructed.
“Now I think we are starting to understand my beautiful Prince, such a fine face and features, a slight beard forcing its way through, so young and fresh…..you are going to give my friends and I a great deal of fun and satisfaction training you before you rejoin your new master…..you are worth a great deal of money to us as soon as we get you broken and educated correctly and learning how to obey without question in all and any circumstances….. Your body and mind must be totally dominated and relinquish all forms of independence and resistance whatever the physical and mental cost to you”.

“Face the wall….spread-eagled…..good this could be easier than we thought my friends….anyone like to start?”

There was silence for a short instance before a deeper voice barked out “face front” I saw he had recuperated the cane and appeared ready use it. “Step forward…….” My body relaxing a little now as the movements reduced the tension, I stepped briskly forward and saw the guard lifting the cane to my cheek sliding it slowly down over my lips to the first button on my shirt “OPEN…..with one hand……” the whip spat out at my left hand forcing me to withdraw it sharply as the pain lingered the cane then slip to rest on the next button resisting its descent “OPEN…..OPEN……OPEN…..” until the shirt was totally open to the waist, using his cane the shirt was pushed slowly wider and wider until my nipples showed clearly and accessible, the shirt was pushed over the shoulders to drop to waist height held by the shorts at waist level. My torso was now naked and white as the cane sketched curves across and around the two tiny pert little nipples that were so evidently virgin from any form of previous abuse.

The sharp spurs of the cane were rubbing the nipples to erection as another guard manoeuvred behind me to access my nipples with his rough hands to pinch them sharply between his thumbs and fore fingers the pain was deliciously stinging and sent a tingle directly to my groin as I began to feel a sudden unexpected surge of excitement well up inside me, my whole body squirmed as I sank to try to escape the grip, the cane rectified immediately my squirms as it came down sharply across my upper thighs, keeping my hands and body rigidly still was proving to be extremely difficult but I must resist.

“your nipples are far too small we need to see them grow ten fold over the next four days before we can ship you out so lets start now……bring over the suction pads and clamps”.
“shall we work him standing or lying down …..I think lying down is going to be more practical so lie him across the desk…….”.
“I need to see those cute red briefs you promised us from the photos first………so young prince of a slut you are going to take down your shorts very slowly so we get a good view …..make no mistakes I need to see a bright and healthy erection as you drop those pristine white shorts”.

My hands moved slowly to the short button and unclipped it as my hand moved towards the zip to lift its clasp and slowly descend widening the opening to show clearly contrasting my red transparent briefs. From behind I felt the grip on my already sensitive nipples harden and the finger nails bit deeper and deeper into the erect heads, the effect was almost instantaneous as my cock came to strain against the light transparent tissue making it so much more transparent. My shorts and shirt dropped to the dusty grey concrete floor and I was left standing with an erection through my cute red briefs.
“Pick up all your things and bring them here ……including the socks and shoes”.

I crouched immediately to pick up my shirt and shorts and bent over to pick up my socks and shoes, carrying them over to the head guard, he indicated to the large tin waste can in the corner “throw them in there……”, he barked again, all was stuffed into the tin can when he walked over to take my watch to put in his pocket, took my passport from the table opened it and taking a bic lighter from his pocket set light to it and threw it after the rest into the tin can, a quick spray of petrol finished the blaze, this was all that remained of my previous life, I was alone and helpless a slave to someone else’s destiny, I could not help but be totally overwhelmed by despair and broke into tears.

“SO OUR LITTLE PRINCE IS A WIMP…….give me my cane”.
The first stoke hit me fairly across the back and again over the shoulder, I wretched to avoid the next stroke that hit across the back of the thighs and again a second stroke. My body was in excruciating pain reeling from his powerful attack. I stood immediately ignoring my despair and the pain waiting for the next order which was not late in coming.
“BACK TO THE WALL bitch.”.

My erection had disappeared under the onslaught.
“you need to learn a thing or two….like enjoying a whipping and finding it erotic….you will learn my Prince”. He whispered in my ear.
“Now you will place your back flat to the wall, arms stretched towards the ceiling and hands joined flat together......nice.....now drop your head and stretch your arms upward....good now we are starting to understand....stay like that until I tell you to move”.
He stepped away dragging the cane across the dust ridden floor, turned and raised the cane to my armpit, the end of the cane was quivering slightly against the tender underarm hair...

“I told you to stretch those arms ...”, the quivering cane changed to a shorter sharper stroke, the cane was being slowly drawn across the chest down over the strained muscles of the abdomen to the belly button, and pushed to force my back flat against the wall.
The cane fell slightly as I stretched further and drew breath. Now its jagged points were caught on the fine red tissue of my tight red briefs, the guard pushed the point into the tissue and pubic hair beneath and twisted and turned the cane to draw the fine material together then with a jerk yanked the cane away tearing a full section away and hanging from a torn strip. Dragging the cane downward continue to tear and strip the last remaining meagre remnants of clothing off my body. As I stepped out of the tattered remains of underwear that were hooked to the end of the cane rose steadily against the inside on my leg coming to a halt at the crotch, pushing backwards and forwards between testicles and thigh.

My muscles and legs trembled from the stretching as the four other guards now moved closer to surround my naked sweating and trembling body each obviously enjoying the view of my state of total submission, two hands fell on each shoulder pinning to the wall, my hands still stretching to the ceiling, from either side my buttocks were pushed to the wall. The work started on my nipples, pulling twisting pinching rubbing and sucking expertly drawing out the erect nipples to a maximum. In my groin pubic hairs were being combed, groomed and plucked one after the other. The pummelling seemed interminable as hands were assailing my body from all sides neglecting no square inch of the pubic zone and surrounding the genitals, the pain was not difficult to support burning slightly after each tuft was yanked from its roots, the nipples were even numbed now and sore with extreme sensitivity at each renewed assault causing me to try and squirm away from the attack resistance was proving impossible and the mind resolved itself to inevitable resignation.

The hands were moving around to draw from the hair between the cheeks considerably more sensitive once the apparent depilation was complete the guards withdrew gradually the last hands lingering for a final verification of cock and balls my initial position resumed and stretch in place. My whole body felt sore and burnt.
“That looks better already, it’s down to you to ensure it stays that way….now back in place”, the cane dropped again tracing a welt straight across my left hip with a searing pain I had almost forgotten, stretching was all the more difficult as I stood on the tip of my toes to emphasise the stretch.
“Move forward one step at a time my cane will correct any errors in comportment, make sure you stay in line one foot behind the other in steps of 15 to 20 cms, remain stretched with hands above your head, we need to see your butt tight and tense, I will let you know hard enough if its not”,

I pushed my way off the wall with my butt and raised my left foot to make a step forward and already the cane was at work stroking the inside of my calf to guide the foot around in a full half circle and back into line, a sharp upward stroke at my balls crippling any possible movement and causing me to drop from the stretched position, this one slip caused a further rain of three strokes to the hip, thigh and calf.
“Back to the wall you stupid cunt, you’ve understood nothing at all…..shall we try again”.

My positive nod was instant…..the guard stroked the floor to indicate for me to restart, he stood beside me placing his hand directly on my left buttock, clasping softly and stroking up and down guiding my steps forward with his cane in the dust. From his position his cane was moving up between my legs to the top inside thigh where he used it to position the legs during the last step.

“You need to get that neat little ass of yours tighter, tense the muscles….”, trying to tense the muscles of both cheeks needed concentration but the flat handed slaps from my master helped me to focus.
With one hand on my left cheek he slid his right hand to my balls and gripped them tightly around the sack within the forefinger and thumb, this uncovered the dicks head gland and tightened the ball sack, his grip tightened further. The left hand spread across the cheek and the index was searching out the ass hole, as he came closer his grip tightened on the balls.

“OK you were right this bitch is good, he reacts well to everything and is real sensitive….an artist……well done you guys for finding him….”. His hand moved then to confirm the same reaction from a sharp squeeze of the nipples.

“Last things we need to clear for today is ass hole penetration and final markings for the slave trade…. and also we need to see him cum and quantities for productivity, we should be done before night fall”.

“Nice tight little ass for the moment but we will soon change that, we need some cum to grease up a little, go and lean over the desk”, he barked and slapped my cheek, “you guys need to get over here and jerk off on his little butt, grease up and fist, understood….”.

“My little prince this is going to be a tough time for you, should take a few hours, you guys will have to take it in turns until we get what we’re looking for”.

“Slut over the desk, stretch out and spread your legs”.

“You guys know the routine, we work it with fingers and hands first, well greased with cum we stretch and dilate, then we penetrate and finally fist……you two start for the first hour.