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 Robert 12_2 (Dr.  Jekyll and Mr.  Rawhide)

   As a test, I thought I would write a story that pushed the MM aspect to
the limits.  In this story we follow one of Robert's recent victims as they
go about their daily routine.

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   (MM, nc, ws, toys, bd, span, drugs) And a few other nasty things.

   By The Devil's Advocate

   4.

   Jacob made it back to the other park in plenty of time.  He even took
the time to call the other boyfriend to cancel their date for the night. 
The boyfriend was rather pissed.  Jacob wasn't too worried about loosing
this boyfriend though.  The guy was much older and fatter than the rest of
his boyfriends.  When they played together, it disgusted Jacob even more
because of this.  However, Jacob could always count on this boyfriend being
available when he called him up.

   Once back at the park, Jacob looked around but seen no potential Johns.
That was okay.  He already made $40 which was a lot for so early in the
day. Thanks to the relatively easy tasks he got today, he would probably
finish in time to search for at least 2 or 3 Johns before his date tonight.


   Normally Jacob would go back to the bushes behind the bus station. 
However, the group already gave him $40 today which meant he would be lucky
to get $15 per victim for the rest of the day.  That was still more than he
would normally make from a John, but not enough to put up with all the
things they made him do.  He might put up with it if he was short on money,
but that was not the case today.

   Jacob had a business degree and was extremely thankful he had spent all
that time in college.  All of the knowledge from those economics and other
classes helped him tremendously in his little whoring enterprise.

   It was all about volume.  While dealing with Johns could be a little
risky sometimes, it was still easier work than being in the bushes.  It
also often had a much faster turnaround.  Many Johns just wanted a blowjob.
Usually it was 5 to 10 minutes work for maybe $7.  He always asked for $10
but most of the Johns talked him down to as low as $5.

   It was definitely not as much as he made in the bushes from a victim
there.  However, a victim in the bushes could take as little as one hour or
as much as three.  Therefore, $5 for 10 minutes wasn't really that bad in
comparison.  Of course, that was just 10 minutes of actually sex.  He
sometimes spent as much as an hour actually finding the Johns.

   Luckily, Jacob was gradually building a solid repeat customer base.  The
only drawback to repeat customers was that you never wanted to charge them
more than $5.  Sometimes you even threw them a freebie to make them feel
extra special and to ensure they remained long term repeat customers.

   In time, Jacob hoped to have enough repeat Johns that he no longer had
to go to the bushes.  He really didn't like what went on there.  He just
prayed that when the time came the others in the group would understand. 
He wasn't too sure that would be the case though.  Big Mike, and especially
Little Mike, were starting to act almost like they owned Jacob.  They knew
where he lived also which meant he couldn't just disappear.  With luck he
could maybe start slowing his visits to the bushes down over time and they
wouldn't notice.

   While his education was coming in handy, the college loans weren't.  He
had to dish out almost $350 a month.  That was over $11 a day.  Basically
two Johns a day just for that.  He thanked God that his parents had paid
for most of the costs or the loan would have been significantly more.  On
the bright side, he only had about 14 more payments to go.

   With luck, maybe one of his other money making sex ventures would pan
out and all this constant worrying about money would be over.

   The good news was that all the money he did make from whoring was tax
free at least.  Plus, if he sucked enough Johns off and ate their cum then
it often cut back on his food costs.

   As Jacob thought about this he noticed a guy approach the men's room. 
The guy had two kids with him so he definitely wasn't someone Jacob would
solicit.  However, the kids did interest him.  One was a boy and the other
a girl.  They must have been fraternal twins because they both looked the
same age.  Maybe 6 years old at the most.

   Jacob was surprised when the man took both kids into the bathroom at the
same time.  At first he thought the guy might actually be a pervert
molesting kids.  However, a few seconds later the guy stepped back outside.
It was clear the kids were still at that stage where they needed a little
help using the bathroom and the guy didn't feel comfortable entering the
women's bathroom with the girl.

   It was tempting to enter the bathroom and expose himself to the little
boy.  However, he would never make it past their father.  Especially not
with Jacob's hard dick tenting out his sweat pants like it was.

   So, Jacob just sat and waited.  The father and two kids were long gone
by the time the elementary school finally let out.  Jacob entered the
bathroom the second he heard the bell ring in the distance.  This gave him
plenty of time to set up the video recorder.

   Getting the footage of the boys was much easier than the girls.  All he
had to do was stand at the bathroom's sink and wait for a boy to come in
and go one of the urinals.  The first boy that stepped in looked like he
was probably in the first or second grade.  He was a cute little red headed
kid.  He must have really had to go bad because he shot straight to the
urinal and pulled out his little penis and started peeing.

   Jacob waited until he heard the piss hit the porcelain before he walked
over and stood at the urinal next to the kid.  Jacob then pulled his sweat
pants down just enough to get his dick and balls out.  He then stood there
pointing his hard dick at the urinal as though he was trying to piss.

   He could tell the kid had noticed Jacob's erect dick already.  The kid
didn't look too comfortable about it either but there wasn't much he could
do until he finished his own piss.  About 20 seconds later the kid hastily
put his dick away and rushed out of the bathroom.  Jacob prayed that the
kid wouldn't tell any grownups about the incident.  It would have been hard
to prosecute Jacob though.  After all, he was just standing at a urinal
trying to piss.  Even the boy would have to admit that.  It happened a
million times a day throughout the world.  Granted, most guys pissing next
to little kids didn't have hard ons.  Even fewer video taped it.

   To Jacob's surprise, he managed to meet his quota of little boys in less
than 20 minutes.  He thought for sure he would only get a couple at this
location and would have to go to a nearby video arcade to get the rest. 
That said, he still had to wait an additional 15 minutes before it was safe
to collect the video equipment.

   Jacob checked his watch and frowned.  It was 4:40 p.m.  That was very
good in the sense that he finished his daily task very early.  It was bad
though because it gave him maybe 45 extra minutes.  The more he thought
about it, the more it bothered him.  It was hard to accomplish anything in
just 45 minutes.  At least not on this side of town.  There was another
part of town where he could probably pick up a John and make a quick $5 to
$10.

   Going back to the bushes wasn't an option either.  The time to get there
and then back would eat almost 2/3rds of the extra time.  That left him
maybe 20 minutes at most.  He wouldn't make any money in that time. 
Besides, they were probably still working on the same victim.  He had to
admit that he was a little curious what condition that victim was in.  By
now the guy probably had at least 2 or 3 loads of cum in his belly.  All 3
of the locals probably fucked his ass by now also.

   Jacob wished he could have at least stayed to watch Little Mike get his
huge dick up the guy's asshole.  Jacob wasn't sure why he cared to see
it... he just did.  Kind of like how people always want to see the bodies
as they pass an accident on the highway.  They don't really want to see it,
yet they do.  They feel horrified and sad for the injured people they do
see, yet at the same time entertained in a sick kind of way.

   Just going home and sitting around for 45 minutes didn't set well with
Jacob either.  There was the concern that Master Robert might look at the
web cams and notice Jacob finished early today.  That could result in much
harder future tasks.

   Jacob decided to compromise and just walk around the park a few times
looking for a possible John.  It was no surprise that he didn't find one.
It just wasn't a good area for it.  However, he did almost get beat up. 
The father that he had seen earlier was flying a kite with his two kids. 
As Jacob walked around the park he stopped near the 3 and watched them have
fun.  The father and son were doing most of the work running back and forth
with the kite.  At the time, Jacob was maybe 10 feet from the little girl
but he paid her no mind.  He just enjoyed watching the kite fly around.

   The next thing he knew, Jacob felt a little hand grasping his hard dick
through his sweat pants.  Thankfully, the father didn't see his little girl
holding Jacob's dick.  However, he did see Jacob reach out and hold the
girl away from him.  But to the father it looked like he was just grabbing
the kid for no reason.  Luckily, Jacob was a faster runner than the father
was.

   It was 5:40 p.m.  when Jacob got home.  This gave him 20 minutes to
transfer the footage off the video recorders, edit them a little, do some
compression and then email them off to his master.  The affects of the
happy pills he took at noon were at least half gone now so he had no
problem finishing the computer work with time to spare.

   He had 7 minutes left so he just went to the bathroom and stood there
staring at the mirror until 6 p.m.  hit.  He took his happy pills and then
removed the cock ring and butt plug.  They were both part of his small task
for the day.  And since all tasks had to be finished by 6 p.m.  then that
meant they were removed at exactly 6 p.m.

   It also meant his cock cage should be put back on.  That was easier said
than done.  His dick was rock hard.  It had been that way almost all day.
The cock cage wasn't designed to hold an erect cock though.  In fact, half
of the purpose of the cage was to prevent his cock from being able to get
hard.  The other half of course was to keep him from cumming.  Jacob had to
pour cold water on his dick for almost 2 minutes before it shrunk enough
for him to fit it into the cage.

   Jacob then put the cock ring and butt plug away.  Of course, he licked
the plug clean first.  Cleaning butt plugs and dildos this way always
sickened him.  He wasn't exactly sure why but it sickened him even more
than when he had to rim other guy's assholes.  His asshole was even a
thousand times cleaner, thanks to the enemas.

   He could only guess the reason was because Jacob knew he was inferior to
all other men...  even the victims from the bus station.  Thus, licking
something that came out of his own asshole should disgust him more.

   Master Robert and the mp3 file often pointed out how inferior Jacob was
to other men.  Jacob didn't need the affects of the pills to convince him
that they were correct.  After all, if he wasn't inferior then he wouldn't
have gotten into the mess to begin with...  right?

   "Focus!" Jacob said out loud when he realized he was starting to zone
out.

   The pills he just took seemed to hit him a little harder and faster than
normal.  It then dawned on him that he forgot to eat today.  Taking the
pills on an empty stomach was bad mojo.  If he didn't get something in his
stomach soon then he could end up spacing out for the rest of the night. 
Or at least until Little Mike arrived.

   Jacob chastised himself.  He had 45 fucking free minutes earlier and
hadn't thought to grab anything to eat.  This wasn't the first time this
had happened.  He just wasn't used to eating before 6 p.m.  Usually, at
least one of his daily tasks involved eating some cum.  Add in a possible
John or two and he normally had enough nutrition to last him until his
dates.

   Once in the kitchen he opened the fridge and grabbed the jar of peanut
butter.  When it came to real food, this was all Jacob normally ate. 
Peanut butter and bread was about all he could afford to eat.  This wasn't
anything new for him.  Throughout college he ate the same thing 90 percent
of the time.  Only then he could afford jelly as well.

   He did have some steaks in the freezer.  He even had other fixings in
the fridge and cabinets.  These items weren't for him though.  They were
for his boyfriends.  A couple boyfriends liked to just visit for a quick
fuck.  However, the rest expected at least a good meal before or after.

   Jacob looked into the peanut butter jar once he got it open.  Little
Mike jacked off into the peanut butter jars every time he visited.  His
last visit was less than a week ago.  However, the jars were large and
Jacob could sometimes make one last him a good 3 weeks.  The current jar
had at least 3 loads of cum in it.  One of the loads was even Jacob's. 
Little Mike told him last Saturday that he was only allowed to cum in the
peanut butter from now on.  Jacob knew he only had to follow orders from
Master Robert.  However, he didn't feel it was worth fighting over since he
was only allowed to cum once a week anyway.

   The cum always got stirred up into the peanut butter.  Still, every time
Jacob opened the jar he half expected the cum to be floating on the surface
or something.  Nothing ever was floating there though.

   Jacob considered buying smaller jars.  This would mean a fresh jar every
couple weeks.  This in turn could mean up to 3 or 4 days of untainted food
until Little Mike visited.  However, the smaller jars cost a lot more per
volume than the large ones.  It would mean having to suck off a couple more
Johns each month to compensate for the cost.  Jacob figured that either way
he would end up eating cum, so why bother?

   Jacob sniffed at the peanut butter after he got some spread on a piece
of bread.  He then took a small bite of it.  It looked like peanut butter,
it smelled like peanut butter, it tasted like peanut butter...  yet, Jacob
knew it was more than just peanut butter in his sandwich.

   "Stretching!" Jacob yelled at himself when he realized he had been
standing there for over 15 minutes staring at his sandwich.  He quickly ate
the rest of his sandwich and went back upstairs to his bedroom.

   In the beginning, Jacob's stretching exercises were the hardest part of
his day.  That was because his asshole was so tight back then.  These
exercises were becoming much easier for him now.

   For this task he had to fuck himself with a dildo for 15 minutes and
then stick a butt plug up his ass for 30 minutes.  It sounded easy enough
until you seen the dildo and butt plug.  The dildo was 2.7 inches thick and
13 inches long.  The butt plug was even worse.  It was an insane 3.25
inches thick and inserted a full 6.5 inches.  Jacob knew the exact
dimensions because it was him that had to buy them online.  They were
expensive also.  Together they cost him $100.

   Thankfully, Jacob didn't start with these sizes.  His master started him
with ones about half this size.  However, every week during Master Robert's
stay they got larger.  The week before leaving, his master made Jacob order
these two items.  They arrived a couple days before his master left and
Jacob had been using them every day since.

   "God that dildo feels good stretching my pussy!" Jacob grunted as he
slid down on the huge thing.

   This was one of many comments he was expected to say.  He didn't have to
say them word for word but his master did expect him to say stuff similar
to the above.  It wasn't just for stretching exercises either.  He had to
say stuff like this whenever he was in the house.  Even when he was with
his boyfriends.  He assumed the video cameras in the house had audio, so he
tried to remember to always talk slutty like this.

   Early on, Jacob came up with a way to cheat.  To help safeguard his
sanity, he created his own special code system.  For example, during his
first weeks saying something like, "I love your cock master", actually
meant, "You disgust me".  Therefore, when he was saying the first thing he
was actually thinking the second.  It worked pretty good for a while also.
However, somewhere along the way the double meanings somehow got lost.  Now
when he said he loved his masters cock he would actually think it also.  He
wasn't sure if the pills were causing this or if maybe his mind just got
tired of doing the conversion.  It was concerning regardless of the
reasons.

   The dildo was molded from some porn star's cock and Jacob could feel
every single ridge and vein on the huge slab of rubber.  While it was
indeed a pretty thick dildo, the actual purpose of it was not to stretch
him width wise.  It was to stretch him length wise.  Master Robert claimed
that using it would keep Jacob's "pussy properly prepared for any man's
dick."

   Truer words were never spoken.  Jacob doubted he would ever run into
anyone with such a huge dick.  Master Robert was close but not quite that
big.

   Today's insertion wasn't that bad at all thanks to the 2.5 inch butt
plug Jacob wore all day long.  He could feel some resistance once the dildo
got about 6 inches inside.  It wasn't too bad, just a little discomfort. 
To be on the safe side, he hovered over the dildo for a minute before
backing off it and then slowly sliding back down.  He got a good 8 inches
this time.

   Jacob's ass ring slowly climbed back up to the top of the dildo and then
slowly slid back down about 9 inches.  Jacob was not a large man and he
could feel his insides being rearranged.  Or at least he thought he could.
It was definitely doing something in there.  Jacob kept riding up and down
on the dildo but had trouble taking more than 9 inches.  His record so far
was 10 inches.  Little Mike had fucked Jacob just an hour beforehand
though. Little Mike was only 8 inches long though so Jacob wasn't sure why
the fuck would make a difference.  Maybe it was because of how rough Little
Mike always got with Jacob's asshole.

   To test the theory, Jacob tried riding the dildo faster.  He also
started letting it bottom out harder deep inside him.  He looked down as he
did this and could swear he could see the tip of the dildo punching his
stomach outward from the inside.  His head was still pretty woozy from the
pills.  Most likely he was just imagining it.  It was probably just him
breathing.

   One thing he did know for sure was that it was uncomfortable.  It felt
just like when Little Mike slam fucked him.  He kept at it for over 2
minutes but he never managed to get more than 9.5 inches.  It was still
better than most of the prior weeks so his master would no doubt be proud
of him.  Or at least he won't be angry.  Jacob never expected, or got,
praises from his master.  If he did good then there was silence.  If he
fucked up then there was punishment.  It was as simple as that.

   Jacob slowed his pace on the dildo but didn't stop.  He didn't even stop
around the 5 minute mark when he felt his dick trying to get hard in his
cock cage.  Jacob started crying though.  He didn't even know why he was
crying.  The cock cage hurt his dick when he started to get hard but it was
more than just that.  Maybe it was because he knew it would be 2 more days
before he would be allowed to climax.  Maybe it was because he was ashamed
that being fucked up the ass by a dildo could get him hard in the first
place.  Or, maybe he just felt like crying.

   It took some effort but Jacob managed to stop crying after a few
minutes. He was used to crying and it sometimes even made him feel better
afterward.  However, if he cried too much now then it would be hard for him
to cry later during his date.  Little Mike never said anything about it but
Jacob could tell the larger man liked it when Jacob cried.  Jacob was even
pretty sure Little Mike got rougher and held back his climaxes until he got
a good number of tears from him.  Thus, if he cried too much now then Jacob
would have a very long and rough night ahead of him as Little Mike tried to
squeezed some more tears out.

   To stop his tears, Jacob concentrated harder on the dildo.  A minute
later he was in a daze as his mind wondered back to the first time Master
Robert talked to him about the stretching exercises.  Master Robert assured
him that one day Jacob would be able to take all 13-inches of the dildo.

   As a reward for taking the full 13-inches, Master Robert promised Jacob
that he could go without the cock cage for a full month and even climax
once every day.  Jacob was pretty new to the cock cage at the time and
didn't really see how this could be construed as much of a reward.  It was
a completely different story now that he had been wearing it for a long
while.  He hated the thing.  It tugged at his balls and hurt his dick
whenever he was starting to get hard...  which was pretty much all of the
time.

   There was a lot more to the cage than just physical discomfort.  There
was also a huge mental aspect to it.  It prevented him from climaxing for
days on end.  This made him constantly horny.  Yet, he couldn't get hard.
Just trying hurt too much.  So, he was constantly trying to block that
horny feeling.  But his busy sex schedule made it all but impossible to
stop thinking of sex for more than a minute at a time.  He was constantly
battling back and forth like that all day, every day.

   We aren't talking about small battles here either.  We are talking about
a major war.  He would get so horny sometimes that he actually wanted to
suck dick and get fucked.  Anything to help appease that yearning to
climax. He knew that doing those nasty things wouldn't really appease it
though...  but he couldn't help himself.  It was like his natural instincts
couldn't grasp the concept that he wasn't going to be able to climax no
matter what he did.

   Saturday was the only day of mental rest from this torture.  He got to
take the cage off all day on Saturdays but he only got to climax once. 
Once was never enough either.  He didn't even get soft after that single
climax.  He had so much cum stored up that the climax didn't even really
feel that pleasurable.  As the climax started it felt good but the cum
would come out so thick and fast that the ejaculation itself kind of hurt.

   The worst part about all of this was that he had the key to unlock the
cage.  There wasn't a second that went by each day that he didn't think
about using that key either.  His fear of Master Robert always stopped him
though.

   He couldn't wait until he could manage to take all 13 inches of the
dildo and get his reward.  The only bad thing was that the reward had a
catch to it.  After the 30 days were up he not only had to start wearing
the cage again but he had to order a new dildo.  Master Robert already sent
Jacob a web link for the dildo he was required to get.

   The new dildo would be 16 inches long and 3 inches thick.  It was
impossibly huge.  Jacob knew that it was impossible for him to ever be able
to take something that big.  Of course, he had thought the same thing about
his current 13-inch dildo and he was already within 3 to 4 inches of
accomplishing that task.  Still, he thought he might be right about that
16-inch one.  On the bright side, at least it only cost $29.

   "Damn!" Jacob cursed when he realized he dazed out way past his required
time.

   He did some quick math in his head and realized he rode the huge dick
for 23 minutes.  It wasn't a punishable offense, it was just 8 minutes
longer than he had too.

   Before sliding off the dildo, Jacob reached down and inspected his cock
cage.  Sure enough, there was a lot of goo coming out of the holes.  This
was perfectly normal.  It always happened whenever he got things shoved
deep up his asshole.  It used to always be clear fluid but lately it was a
milky white.  He assumed that the clear part was precum.  He knew from the
taste that the white part was definitely some actual cum leakage.  He had
no clue if it was a healthy sign or not.  It never made him feel good to
leak it, but it didn't make him feel sick or anything either.

   Jacob shook his cock cage up and down until he got most of the liquid to
drip into his left palm.  There was about a teaspoon of the stuff.  He
brought his palm to his lips and sucked it off.

   With this done he then lifted himself off the huge dildo.  He was
pleased to see that it was pretty spotless.  He was still required to lick
it all over.  So he did.  It was disgusting to lick it but there really
wasn't any taste.  Sometimes his ass would leave a white cream on the dildo
but even that didn't have much taste to it.

   Once this was done Jacob inspected the plastic sheets on his bed.  Sure
enough, there was a couple teaspoons of liquid on it.  It was hard to tell
if the liquid was from his dick or his asshole.  He tried not to think
about it and just sucked it down.

   Unlike the dildo, the butt plug was all or nothing.  Jacob didn't get
partial credit for getting it half way in.  He had to get the huge thing
all the way in and keep it there for 30 minutes.  Jacob got daily whippings
for weeks before he finally was able to accomplish this part of his
exercises.

   He thought his master was truly insane when he first showed Jacob a
picture of the plug.  When it showed up in the mail Jacob was shocked to
find it looked even bigger in person.  To make it worse, in addition to
being huge, the thing was also oddly shaped.

   The thing was basically a 3.25 inch thick rubber cylinder.  All it had
was a 2.5 inch wide rounded head at the top of it to help prepare the anus
for the significantly thicker 3.25 inches just below.  It wasn't a gradual
transition from one to the other either.  In fact, to add to the pain of
the insertion, the 2.5 inch part actually tapered back down to only 1.5
inches before it immediately shot straight up to 3.25 inch portion.

   The bluntness of the plug reminded him a lot of a can of beer that
Little Mike once shoved into Jacob's asshole.  Only this plug was much
thicker.

   The plug was so blunt that Jacob couldn't just push the thing up his
ass. His arms just weren't strong enough for that.  Through trial and
error, he discovered that the best way to get the necessary force was to
get down on hands and knees with one leg on each side of a door.  He then
pins the plug between his asshole and the edge of the door.  Then it's just
a matter of pushing back with his hands and legs.  Sounds simple enough
doesn't it?

   Jacob's dick did a small lurch in it's cage when the small 2.5 inch
section popped into his asshole.  This portion of the plug didn't seem to
serve much purpose other than to keep the plug centered properly.  Jacob
could feel the 3.25 inch section parting his butt cheeks.  He took a few
deep breaths and then started pushing back.

   "Oh fuck!" Jacob groaned as he tried to force his asshole to dilate
enough to accept the huge cylinder.

   For an instant he thought his ass lips were going to make it.  The pain
was a little too much though and he had to back off and take a few more
breaths.  The next 4 attempts gave the same negative results.

   He didn't give up.  He fitted the thing inside himself several times in
the past so he knew he could do it.  It was just a matter of relaxing his
asshole and ignoring the pain.  However, five more tries and it was still
not up his ass.

   "You want that plug up your asshole."

   "Sissy boys need to have there pussy stretched."

   Jacob started saying stuff like this out loud.  It was something he
learned from the mp3 audio file.  Whenever he listened to that file the
morning enemas always seemed so much easier.  By repeating the above
comments, Jacob was able to overcome that final mental block that was
preventing his ass from accepting the plug.

   "Shit!  Shit!" Jacob started gasping when his ass ring finally wrapped
around the wide cylinder.

   He wasn't out of the woods yet though.  He still had about 4 inches of
this thick cylinder to swallow.  He took another deep breath and pushed his
ass back on the plug again.  Those 4 inches felt like a fucking mile as the
blunt object slowly slid inside.

   "Oh!" Jacob grunted when he reached the other end of the cylinder and
ass ring slid around the back side and pulled the plug even deeper.

   Jacob stayed ultra still as he tried to catch his breath.  His insides
were still adjusted to the bazaar intrusion.  If he moved too much, too
soon then his anal muscles would force the object back out.  Then he would
have to start all over again.

   It was over a minute before he could finally start moving.  There wasn't
much he could do though.  Well, once his insides were settle down he could
technically walk around and stuff to do house work, etc.

   However, he made the mistake of trying that once before.  When he
started walking he found the object stimulated something inside him.  He
wasn't sure what it was but it had made his dick strive to get hard in the
cock cage.  He didn't want a repeat of that so instead he just slowly
crawled to his bed.

   It was hard to find a comfortable position.  He tried many in the past
but found the best was just to stay on his knees but with his face and
chest pushed into a pillow.  The position seemed to create the least amount
of stirring of his insides.  Plus, it gave the web cam a good view of the
base of the plug sticking out of his ass.

   Jacob would normally not lay down like this so soon after taking the
happy pills.  Doing so would be just asking to space out.  Or worse, he
could possibly fall asleep.  However, there was very little risk of that
with this huge plug up his ass.

   Even sitting still, the huge thing still pressed hard against everything
inside him.  One of those things was constantly sending signals telling his
dick to get hard.  The discomfort of the cock cage wasn't enough to counter
this either.  Left on it's own, the signals would continue to make his dick
hard until there simply wasn't any room left in the cage.  This would cause
him significant discomfort.

   To help prevent this, Jacob kept telling himself that sissy boys aren't
supposed to get hard.  This helped a little, but what normally helped the
most were the images he would conjure up in his head.

   The images Jacob came up with varied.  However, most were disgusting
things Master Robert did to him.  He had to be careful though to make sure
he didn't focus too long on any one image.  The first week that he tried
this technique he had focused on just one image.  That image being the
first time he had to lick his master's asshole.

   Master Robert only made Jacob do this a few times.  However, it was
something that Jacob knew he would never forget.  He also thought it would
always rank up there as the number one most disgusting things he ever did.

   However, after a week of using that image, Jacob discovered that it no
longer worked in keeping him from getting hard.  In fact, thinking about
licking his master's asshole started to turn him on.  It still disgusted
him, yet turned him on.

   He could only guess that it was the drug mixed with the anal stimulation
that caused this.  By thinking of just that one image constantly while
being sexually stimulated, his drugged mind had started connecting the
image with arousal.  It was just a guess but it seemed as good of an
explanation as any.

   Jacob could tell the same thing was happening even when he switched
images constantly.  However, the process seemed to be a lot slower.  He
wasn't sure what concerned him more.  The fact that he would eventually run
out of things that didn't turn him on, or the constant cock cage pain he
would have to face once that happened.

   About 10 minutes passed before Jacob's ass muscles stopped protesting
against the intrusion.  There was still discomfort from the wide stretch,
but at least the muscle cramps and convulsions had vanished.

   "Please, no," Jacob sobbed when he heard the doorbell ring.

   He didn't have to go check in order to know who it was.  It was Little
Mike.  Little Mike knew all about Jacob's daily routine.  A ton of people
knew little bits and pieces about Jacob's requirements.  For example, there
wasn't hardly anyone that didn't know about the cock cage.

   While all pretty much knew he needed to wear the cage, not all knew the
exact reason.  Four of his boyfriends, for example, didn't know Jacob had a
master.  You would be surprised how many excuses you could come up with for
why you were wearing a cock cage.  What he normally told people was that he
was a premature ejaculator and the cage helped prevent it.  The excuse
didn't explain why he wouldn't take it off all night, but normally his
boyfriends and such didn't care by then.  Once they dropped a nut up
Jacob's ass they normally gathered their stuff and left.

   Little Mike, however, knew almost all of Jacob's dirty secrets.  About
the only thing he didn't know was the name of Jacob's master.

   Why did he tell Little Mike?  At the time it just seemed important to do
so.  All of Jacob's boyfriends were pretty demanding.  However, Little Mike
was especially so.  Sometimes Little Mike's demands of Jacob would go
against Master Robert's orders.

   At first, Jacob tried giving excuses why he couldn't do this or that but
Little Mike made him do them anyway.  They were reasonable enough demands,
like removing the cock cage and jacking off.  However, Master Robert
apparently didn't care for excuses because every time Jacob sent an email
to the punishment address to explain, he would get back an email that
simply stated what the punishment was going to be.  The punishments weren't
lenient either.

   Often he was still recovering from his last severe punishment when
Little Mike would make him break the rules again.  At the rate he was
going, Jacob wasn't sure he would survive much longer.  Or at least he knew
he wouldn't want to survive much longer with such frequent harsh
punishments.

   That said, Jacob wasn't angry with Little Mike.  The guy was just
treating Jacob like a sissy boy should be treated.  In a way, he was even
thankful for Little Mike's treatment.  Little Mike was helping him become
an even better sissy boy.  Jacob was scared of becoming more of a sissy boy
than he already was, but he also knew his master might let him out of the
cock cage more often once he became the perfect sissy boy.

   So, Jacob confided in the guy.  He still wasn't sure if he had made the
right decision.  The good thing was that Little Mike no longer made Jacob
do things that conflicted with Master Robert's orders.  The bad thing was
that Little Mike became even more demanding.  Only now, those demands were
in concert with Master Robert's schedule/orders.

   Right now was a good example.  Little Mike knew darn well that Jacob was
in the middle of his stretching exercises.  He also knew Jacob had no
choice but to answer the door.  If he didn't then Little Mike would
probably leave.  This would mean risking not having a date tonight.  If
that happened then there would be a serious punishment come morning.

   Jacob moaned every step of the way to the front door.  Every step caused
the plug to churn his insides.  This caused discomfort to both his ass and
his hardening cock.  Once at the door, Jacob quickly wiped the tears off
his face and then let his "guest" in.

   "I see you have your cage back on like a good girl," Little Mike said
with a smile.

   The 6 p.m.  deadline for daily tasks was one of the many things Jacob
told Little Mike about in the past.  Therefore it didn't surprise him that
the guy could figure out for himself that the cage was now supposed to be
back in place.  However, it still concerned him how in sync Little Mike was
becoming with Jacob's training.

   There was always a lot of conflicting emotions when he thought about
Little Mike.  The guy enjoyed punishing Jacob, embarrassing him,
humiliating him, you name it.  However, he could tell the guy was just
doing it to help Jacob learn faster.  So, on one hand Jacob was always
upset and scared when Little Mike was around.  Yet on the other hand since
the guy was trying to help, Jacob's heart would sometimes flutter with
affection at just the thought of seeing Little Mike again.  Right now,
however, Jacob mainly just felt dread.

   "Oh," Jacob moaned when Little Mike reached down and grabbed hold of the
base of the plug.  "Please sir, I have to keep it in 17 more minutes."

   "Don't worry, I won't take it out," Little Mike replied.

   Jacob knew he would keep his word.  Little Mike often made it hard for
Jacob to follow his master's demands, but the guy no longer ever did
anything that straight out caused failure.

   "Oh, God," Jacob moaned when he felt Little Mike start to rotate the
plug.

   The plug was cylindrical so technically it shouldn't catch on anything
inside him.  However, the fit was so tight that when Little Mike rotated it
Jacob could fell the inside walls of his asshole trying to turn with it. 
His insides would maintain their grip on the plug for several centimeters
until there was too much tension.  Then they would snap back to their
proper place.  They would then just cling on again and the process would
start all over.  To make things worse, each little snap sent a jolt of
electricity to Jacob's dick which caused him even more discomfort up front.

   "You didn't hurt yourself again did you?" Little Mike asked.

   Just two weeks prior Jacob forced the plug in too fast and caused a lot
of bleeding.  Jacob remembered being extremely scared.  He wanted to go to
the hospital but he wasn't allowed too.  It was one of his master's rules.
Instead of going to the hospital Jacob was required to send an email to a
special address.

   Before sending the email though, he wanted to wait it out for a half
hour or so to make sure the injury was as serious as it looked.  He wasn't
sure what his master could do if it was serious, however, he was certain
that he would get punished afterwards.  Assuming he lived.  After all, a
good sissy boy is supposed to be able to take anything up their ass pussy.

   Thankfully, before he could send the email off Little Mike stopped by.
Normally, Jacob hated it when Little Mike showed up at random.  He was very
happy for the visit this time.  Little Mike was like a knight in shinning
armor coming to Jacob's rescue.

   Little Mike knew exactly what to do also.  This didn't surprise Jacob
considering how rough the guy was.  He no doubt caused similar injuries to
many people in the past.

   First, Little Mike calmed Jacob down and then he used his fingers to pry
Jacob's asshole wide open.  He poked around a bit until he found the cut.
Luckily it wasn't anything serious.  Jacob remembered hugging Little Mike
so tight when he heard the good news.

   "No," Jacob whispered in response to the question.

   Jacob also blushed.  It was a very embarrassing day to remember.  Not so
much because of the injury, but because of what happened after the hug. 
Jacob wasn't used to people caring about his welfare.  Especially lately.
He was so overcome with emotion that before he knew it they were on the
couch hugging and kissing each other.  It wasn't the first time Jacob had
kissed a man, but it was the first time he actually wanted to.

   The feelings disappeared after about an hour and Jacob was humiliated
and disgusted with himself for days after that.  He still kissed Little
Mike whenever he thought the guy expected it.  However, desire to kiss him
never returned.  Not yet anyway.

   "OH!" Jacob grunted when Little Mike gave the base of the plug a slap.

   The slap was barely more than a love tap, but the plug amplified it a
thousand fold.  To Jacob it felt like someone had just punched him in the
gut...  from the inside.

   The sudden sensation caused Jacob to drop to his knees.  For an instant
his guts started to act up again and he thought for sure the plug was going
to be expelled.  Luckily, his anal ring maintained it's grip.

   Jacob quickly recovered, but before he could stand he found himself face
to face with Little Mike's dick.  Jacob didn't hesitate to force the head
of the dick into his mouth.  The days of hesitation were long gone.  He
didn't even think about it any more.  His instincts now always took over
the instant a dick was in his face.

   Little Mike's dick was bigger than most Johns.  It was nothing compared
to Master Robert's dick, so Jacob had only minor problems deep throating
it. After Jacob forced it down his throat a few times he felt Little Mike's
hands on the back of his head.  Little Mike strengthened his grip and then
started skull fucking Jacob.

   No one fucked Jacob's asshole and throat as roughly as Little Mike.  If
he didn't know any better he would think Little Mike was trying to injure
him.  However, Jacob knew his knight in shinning armor would never
intentionally harm him.  He was just treating Jacob like a sissy boy was
supposed to be treated.

   "Take that cock you fucking cock whore!"

   It was hardly the most offensive thing Little Mike ever said to him. 
Jacob never complained about the comments.  It was just something people
said in the heat of passion.

   A string of obscenities continued 5 more minutes before Little Mike
climaxed.

   "Get a good taste faggot!" Little Mike said as he pulled his dick almost
all the way out and shot his load into Jacob's wide open mouth.

   As always, it was a very large load.  Jacob didn't swallow though. 
Little Mike wouldn't get angry if Jacob swallowed the cum right away. 
However, he knew the guy liked to watch Jacob play with it first.  Jacob
figured it was the least he could do for his boyfriend.  Especially after
the generous $40 Little Mike gave him earlier today.

   Jacob kept his mouth wide open and danced his tongue around in the tart
gooey slime.  After a minute of this he let the cum drool from his mouth
and into his palms.  He then sucked it back up.  He did this about 5 times
before he finally swallowed it all.  Jacob found it disgusting to perform
like this.  However, it didn't seem anywhere near as bad as it did at the
start of his training.  He figured he was just used to it by now.

   After licking his hands clean, Jacob smiled up at his boyfriend.  He was
pleased to see Little Mike smiling back down at him.  Jacob's heart always
did a little flutter whenever Little Mike smiled at him like that.

   Jacob's smile didn't last long.  As they walked upstairs, Little Mike
kept slapping the base of the plug.  Jacob fell to his knees 4 times before
they finally got there.  They reached the bedroom right at the 30 minute
mark.  Jacob didn't get punished for keeping the plug in too long, but it
was good to know he was now allowed to let the thing pop out.

   Jacob got on the bed on his hands and knees.  He then faced away from
Little Mike so the guy would get a good view when the plug popped out. 
Giving Little Mike a show like this was very humiliating.  However, Jacob
knew his boyfriend enjoyed watching it.

   In some respects, expelling the plug was even more scary than inserting
it.  While his insides were now somewhat loosened, his anal ring wasn't. 
There was a short stem that connected the base of the plug to the main body
that was currently up Jacob's asshole.  That stem was only 1.5 inches
thick. That means that except for the initial insertion, his ass ring
hasn't really been stretched more than 1.5 inches.  Therefore it wasn't
anywhere as loose as the rest of his hole.  If anything, it had tightened
back up a lot.

   Unlike the insertion, extracting the plug would be a very fast ordeal.
Once the process started his body would normally not let him back out.  His
insides would jump into action and expel it despite any pain it might be
causing Jacob's anal ring.  With luck the pain would be short lived, but it
was also normally much greater.

   Jacob put his face to the bed and closed his eyes tight.  He then
gritted his teeth and tried to focus all of his mind on his ass ring.  He
did everything he could to will his asshole to loosen up.  Then, he gave
the command to force the plug out.  For a second his anal ring refused to
give up it's grip.

   "Oh!" Jacob screamed when his anal ring suddenly stretched from 1.5
inches to 3.25 and let the plug pop out.

   Jacob had his hand ready and was able to grab the slimy plug before it
hit the bed.  It wasn't an easy catch considering the pain he was in.  The
intense pain lasted for only 20 seconds before it slowly dissipated.  After
a minute he was left with just an odd sensation as though his insides had
been turned inside out.  He figured that technically they probably had been
during the extraction.

   Jacob's blush deepened when he turned and seen Little Mike standing
there smiling at him.  Jacob tried to ignore the stare and went to work
licking the plug clean.  Once clean he placed it on his nightstand.

   Once this was done, Jacob just sat on the bed and blushed while he
stared at the floor.  Ever since that day he came to Jacob's rescue, Little
Mike made it a habit of stopping by almost every day to watch the
extraction of the plug.  He claimed he was only doing it in order to
provide medical assistance if needed, but Jacob knew the guy mainly showed
up because he liked watching it.

   It was about the same routine every time.  Little Mike watches until
Jacob extracts the plug, then they have sex.  Normally, Jacob gets away
with just giving Little Mike a blowjob.  Other times he has to endure a
little more.  Tonight was a date night for them though.  It was a lot more
random on date nights since they had close to 5 hours instead of the normal
30 to 40 minute quickies.

   "Get dressed, we are going out," Little Mike said after a minute.

   Jacob looked up at Little Mike in both surprise and glee.  A date with
Little Mike was normally nothing like his normal dates.  Nights with Little
Mike were more like training sessions than actual dates.  Sometimes Little
Mike would even get as aggressive as Master Robert had.

   Each date with Little Mike seemed to have it's own theme also.  One
night he might spend most of his time rimming Little Mike.  Another night
the guy might make Jacob play with the dildo and plug.

   During their last date Little Mike did something very disgusting.  He
made Jacob stay in the bathtub all night.  Then, whenever Little Mike had
to piss he just opened the shower curtain and pissed all over Jacob. 
Little Mike must have been drinking lots of water because he pissed a lot
that night.  Thankfully, he didn't make Jacob drink any of the piss.

   Jacob wasn't stupid.  He was pretty sure he knew why Little Mike pissed
on him so many times that night.  The guy was training him to get used to
it.  It was also in order to prepare him for the next logical step...  piss
drinking.

   Jacob had to drink his master's piss once and that was one too many
times in Jacob's book.  So, you can just imagine how delighted he was that
Little Mike was taking him out of the house instead of having him crawl
into the bathtub again.

   "Wait," Little Mike said when Jacob was starting to stand up.  "I have
to take a piss first."

   It was as though Little Mike had been reading his mind.  Jacob really
didn't like the way the guy seemed to be so in sync with him.

   Jacob sat back down and looked at the floor again.  He prayed that
Little Mike didn't mean what he thought he meant.  When Little Mike pulled
out his dick again, it was clear Jacob's prayers had not been answered.

   Jacob knew this day would be coming soon.  He even thought he was
mentally prepared for it.  As he raised his gaze to look at Little Mikes
dick, he realized he wasn't as prepared as he thought he was.

   "Please, sir," Jacob whispered.

   Even as he said it though, Jacob was already getting down on his knees
in front of Little Mike.  Jacob didn't know why he even bothered to beg. 
If Little Mike wanted him to do it then Jacob knew he would.  He didn't
really have any choice in the matter.

   If he refused then Little Mike would punish him and then make him do it
anyway.  On top of that, they probably wouldn't go out but end up staying
in the house all night so that Little Mike could piss in Jacob's mouth over
and over again.  No, it was a thousand times better if Jacob got on his
knees and willingly drank the piss like a good sissy boy.

   "Good girl," Little Mike said as Jacob sucked the head of the dick into
his mouth.  "Don't worry, I'm just going to give you a little swallow to
help you get used to it."

   Jacob tried to be brave for his boyfriend but couldn't help but start
crying.  It was disgusting and humiliating.  However, the tears weren't
just because of that.  It was more the fact that it was Little Mike doing
this to him.  If Little Mike loved him like Jacob suspected, then why would
he be training him to do such nasty things?

   He guessed that it was a lot like when Jacob was a kid.  He remembered
that whenever he would start to get sick his mom would give him an enema.
He loved his mom, but he would get real angry with her and even thought she
was angry with him whenever she would force the enema on him.  Now,
however, he understood that she had only done it because she loved him so
much and wanted to keep him from getting sicker.

   Jacob had to take it on faith that one day he would look back on Little
Mike's training and realize that even these really nasty things were done
out of love.  Still, it didn't change how he currently felt...  so the
tears continued.

   Jacob's eyes opened wide when he felt the hot foul liquid start to shoot
into his mouth.

   "He's actually doing it!  He's pissing in my mouth!"

   Thoughts like this raced through Jacob's mind as the hot bitter stream
of piss continued to fill his mouth.  They were the same thoughts he had
when Master Robert did the same thing.

   Jacob was caught off guard a little by how disgusting it felt to have
Little Mike pissing in his mouth.  For some reason, Jacob expected the
experience to not be as bad as it had been the first time.  But it was. 
While he prayed that this would be the last time he would every have to
drink piss, Jacob knew better.  Little Mike would make a regular habit out
of it, Jacob just knew it.

   At first, Jacob didn't swallow.  He felt like he would throw up if he
did.  However, it wasn't long and he had no choice.  It was swallow or
spit. And Jacob knew spitting would lead to much worse things than drinking
urine.  He wasn't sure what could possibly be worse, but he was certain
Little Mike and Master Robert could think of them.

   As the hot liquid started down his throat, Jacob had to fight the urge
to cough the foul substance back up.  It was even worse once the piss
slithered past his throat and landed in his stomach.  His stomach started
churning in protest as the urine mixed with his peanut butter and semen
sandwich.

   Jacob's tear soaked eye's looked up in confusion when the urine suddenly
stopped.  Master Robert had made Jacob drink about 3 cups of piss.  Or at
least it felt like at least that much.  Jacob didn't even have a full 2nd
mouth's worth of Little Mike's piss yet.  Not that he was complaining.

   Jacob waited patiently for several seconds but Little Mike didn't
withdraw his dick.  Nor did he continue pissing.  It then dawned on Jacob
that his boyfriend was waiting for him to clean him.  Jacob didn't want
Little Mike to reconsider, so he eagerly swallowed what little piss he had
in his mouth and started sucking on the dick to make sure he got all the
piss out of the urethra.

   "Did you like the taste?" Little Mike said with a chuckle.

   Little Mike kept smiling down at him, so Jacob guessed it wasn't a
rhetorical question.  Blushing, Jacob nodded his head "yes" the best he
could without removing the dick from his mouth.  Jacob learned long ago
that you never said "no" to a question like this.  While it was true that
answering "yes" to such questions could sometimes lead to bad things,
answering "no" always did.

   "Good girl," Little Mike said as he pulled his dick out of Jacob's mouth
and stuffed it back into his pants.

   Jacob remained kneeling, but he didn't know why.  It just felt like the
right thing to do.  Master Robert always required Jacob to kneel.  However,
Little Mike wasn't his master.  Was he?

   "Let's get you dressed up," Little Mike said after petting Jacob on the
head.

   It didn't take long to get dressed.  Little Mike didn't look happy
though when he seen what Jacob was wearing.

   "Don't you like the shoes we got you?" Little Mike said with a hint of
both disappointment and anger in his voice.

   Jacob looked down at his sneakers and then back up at Little Mike in
confusion.  The only shoes the guys from the bushes ever gave him were
girl's shoes.  Jacob blushed when it dawned on him what Little Mike was
saying.  Jacob quickly took off his sneakers and went back to his closet.

   "Put on one of your girly shirts also," Little Mike said as Jacob tried
to decide on a good pair of shoes.

   None of the shoes looked like they would work with sweat pants.  So, he
picked the best of the worst.  He decided on a pair that looked kind of
like flip-flops.  They were pink with large, yet short heals.  The thick
strap over the top was a rainbow of shiny pastel colors.  Right on top of
the strap was a big pink and yellow butterfly ornament.

   Jacob hadn't really put much thought into the shoes.  However, now that
he looked at this pair he wondered where they got them.  He hoped that they
bought them at a store because they looked like they belonged to a teenage
girl.  He would be horrified if he found out they had taken a young girl
into the bushes.

   As he took his socks off, he took another look at the other shoes.  When
they gave him each pair they always made him try them on.  He thought that
was the end of it though.  He never thought they would ever expect him to
wear them again.  Some of these shoes had high heals even.  He would have
to make sure he practiced wearing them around the house.  He knew Little
Mike would get angry if he ever told him to wear the high heals and Jacob
spent all night stumbling all over the place.

   Once he had his shoes on he looked through his shirts.  He never really
judged his shirts based on how girly they might be.  He didn't even
consider how manly they were.  He just picked shirts he thought looked
good. There were a few that looked a little girly, but none of the shirts
in the closet would looked even remotely okay with sweat pants.

   Jacob then got an idea and went to his dresser and opened up one of the
drawers.  He had various t-shirts in here.  However, what ended up picking
out was a white tank top.  It looked kind of girly and didn't clash with
the sweat pants.

   Jacob put the tank top on and then turned to Little Mike.  Jacob blushed
further as Little Mike closely inspected the outfit.  Little Mike didn't
look too pleased but he gave the outfit an okay.  Jacob made a note to buy
at least one good girly shirt just in case he was asked to dress up like
this again.  He might want to get a dress also that would go with the high
heals.  He wouldn't be allowed to wear it outside but he could wear it in
the house if Little Mike wished it.

   Jacob swallowed hard when he seen Little Mike pull out a jar of
fingernail polish and a tube of lipstick.  It wasn't until he seen this
that Jacob realized his training for the day wasn't over yet.  He had hoped
that drinking the piss would have satisfied Little Mike for the night.  He
should have known better.

   "Make sure you do the toenails also," Little Mike said as he left the
room.

   Jacob stood there and stared at the two items as he heard Little Mike go
down stairs and turn the TV on.  After a minute of standing there, Jacob
finally walked over and picked the items up.

   He spent several minutes carefully doing his fingernails.  Even with all
the sissy boy training, Jacob never guessed that he would ever in a million
years be putting on makeup.  It just wasn't something men did.  As he did
his toenails, Jacob started crying again as it hit him that he really
wasn't a man any more.

   The polish wasn't easy, but the lipstick was even harder to put on.  It
took him forever to get it just right.

   Jacob was shocked when he stepped back and looked at himself in the
mirror.  He actually looked like a girl.  Even with the flat chest and
sweatpants.  He really didn't know what to make of it.  He felt very
humiliated.  Yet, he knew Little Mike would be happy that Jacob could look
so girlish...  this in turn made Jacob very proud.

   The walk downstairs was one of the longest Jacob had ever endured.  He
wasn't sure why he felt so humiliated.  In the grand scheme of things,
putting on girl's shoes and a little makeup really wasn't that big of a
deal.  Yet, in many ways this seemed even worse than several minutes ago
when he had to drink the piss.

   "Very nice," Little Mike said as Jacob walked into the living room.

   Jacob was still humiliated but he couldn't help but smile at Little
Mike's compliment.  It felt so good whenever he made his boyfriend happy.

   After turning the TV off, Little Mike stepped in front of Jacob and
studied him for a minute.  It wasn't until he reach up that Jacob realized
his boyfriend had a comb in his hand.  Little Mike then started combing
Jacob's hair.  Jacob's heart fluttered as Little Mike did this.  He hated
himself whenever he felt affection for Little Mike.  However, he just
couldn't help himself.  It just made him feel so special being pampered
like this.

   "I wonder if any hair salons stay open this late at night," Little Mike
said as he tried combing Jacob's hair various ways.  "Probably not.  I'll
probably have to take you tomorrow afternoon instead."

   There was no way Jacob wanted to get his hair styled like a girl's.  It
was one thing to dress up like a girl, but getting his hair styled would
make him look like one 24/7.  Jacob starred into Little Mike's eyes looking
for signs that the guy was just joking.  The look he got back made it clear
he wasn't.

   "I...  I'm not sure I will have time," Jacob said.  "My tasks take up
most of the afternoon."

   It was a weak excuse and Jacob knew Little Mike wasn't convinced.  It
was the best Jacob could think of though.  He ran through the list of rules
his master gave him and tried to come up with one that would be violated by
Jacob dressing or even looking like a girl.  There weren't any.  In fact,
most supported the idea.

   One rule even prevented him from putting his long black hair in a
ponytail.  It was made very clear to him at the time that the single
ponytail made him look too manly.  So, if anything his master would
probably be pleased with Jacob getting a girlish hairdo.

   "I think we will just keep it simple tonight," Little Mike finally said
as he settled on a small part on the left.

   After making the part, Little Mike raised his other hand and Jacob seen
he was holding a barrette.  The barrette looked like something a
10-year-old might wear.  It was a 2 inch tall, 3-inch wide pink oval shape
with a jagged edge around it.  As it passed in front of his eyes he noticed
that it had large purple letters on it that spelled out, "Jenny".

   As Little Mike positioned the barrette, Jacob wondered who Jenny was. 
Then he realized it was him.  It was just too much and Jacob started crying
yet again.  It was always like a roller coaster ride whenever Little Mike
was around.  One minute Jacob would be proud and even sometimes happy and
then the next he would dive down into sorrow and humiliation.  This,
however, felt like the roller coaster jumped the tracks and went plummeting
into the ground.

   "We better get going Jenny," Little Mike said as he turned and walked
toward the door.

   Hearing his new name for the first time made Jacob cry even harder.  He
was a good sissy boy though and followed his boyfriend on out to the truck.

   Little Mike drove an old beat up Ford pickup.  Jacob didn't feel the
truck really suited the guy.  But then, neither did the clothes Little Mike
wore.  At first Jacob thought it was just because of Little Mike's hair
cut. The guy drove an old truck and wore worn out clothes, yet he always
had a fresh hair cut.  It was a professional style cut also.  Like he
worked in a bank or something.

   There was also something about his mannerisms and the way he talked.  He
seemed to have a very large vocabulary and he pronounced things properly.
And when he did say or do something crude, he almost always delayed a
second like he was acting a part in a play and couldn't remember his next
line.

   Jacob guessed that Little Mike wasn't as poor and unrefined as he tried
to make everyone believe.  Most likely, he was a business man of some kind
that raked in a decent paycheck.  He just played the part of the "bum"
because it was more in line with the way he liked to treat men like Jacob.

   Plus, a man in a business suit wouldn't really fit in at a Greyhound bus
station.  All the guys he tried to pick up would probably think he was a
cop or something.  Plus, he would no doubt get jumped and robbed the second
some thugs seen him walk behind the building.

   Then again, maybe it was just Jacob's wishful thinking that his special
boyfriend was more than just a bum on the street.

   "I think you are going to break a few hearts tonight," Little Mike said
as they drove.

   Jacob blushed even though he wasn't exactly sure what Little Mike was
talking about.  The statement did make it clear though that there would be
other people wherever they were headed.

   As they drove, Jacob kept swallowing hard whenever they would pass a
store, bar or other highly populated establishment.  He would just die of
humiliation if Little Mike paraded him through a mall or something.  He
knew he could pass as female if people didn't look too closely.  However,
his outfit would draw a lot of attention.

   It didn't dawn on him till now that selecting the tank top was a huge
mistake.  Yes, it looked girlish, but it was still meant for a man.  The
material, for example, was a little thin and you could just see his nipples
through it.  As a boy, this was no big deal.  However, some of the people
that would look at him would be thinking he was a girl.  A very flat girl,
but a girl just the same.  They would think Jenny was such a huge slut for
displaying her nipples like that.

   Jacob glanced around nervously when they pulled into a mall parking lot.

   "Please, sir," Jacob begged when the truck came to a stop.

   Little Mike just smiled when he heard the plea.  Even Jacob's normal
voice seemed to almost fit that of a girl.  It was somewhere in between
that of a man and a girl.  If you closed your eyes you probably would guess
it was a teenage boy.  However, when you seen Jacob with his lipstick on
and stuff you easily felt comfortable with the voice and associated it with
a girl.

   "I didn't piss enough earlier," Little Mike explained.  "I can't piss in
the parking lot and I'm not about to piss in my pants, so I guess you and I
are going to have to find a restroom in the mall."

   Jacob couldn't believe Little Mike actually planned to take him into the
mall.  He couldn't go in there.  He just couldn't.  For an instant he
thought he came up with one of Master Robert's rules that would prevent him
from going into the mall.  The rule stated that Jacob had to strive not to
be caught breaking the law.  It didn't mean he couldn't break the law, just
that he had to be careful about it.

   Jacob's little spark of hope was dashed when he realized that the rule
didn't apply.  Yes, it was extremely risky that people would realize he was
really a man.  However, there were no laws stating a man couldn't wear
makeup and stuff.

   "W...  what if I drank it?"

   Jacob didn't even remember thinking it.  It just came out.  It felt
almost like an out of body experience.  A second later he popped back into
his body and thought about what he just said.  His instinct was to retract
the suggestion.  However, he wasn't sure he could handle going into that
mall made up like a girl.  The humiliation of it would be way too much.

   Jacob blushed and looked down as he waited for Little Mike's reply.  He
was curious what Little Mike was thinking, but Jacob just couldn't bring
himself to look the guy in the eye.  He could only imagine what his
boyfriend must think of him right now.

   Little Mike didn't say anything.  He just scooted forward in the seat
and pulled his dick out.  The cock was semi hard.  Jacob stared down at it
for several seconds as he tried to build up the courage to do what was
needed.

   As he bent forward and took the dick into his mouth, Jacob wasn't sure
which was worse.  That he was about to drink piss again or the fact that it
had been himself that suggested it.  As a stream of hot liquid squirted
into his mouth, Jacob quickly decided that drinking the piss was definitely
worse.

   "Don't spill any of it or we may have to go into the mall to clean up,"
Little Mike warned.

   The piss seemed to come a little faster this time than the last.  Jacob
held out for about 10 seconds before he was forced to take his first
swallow.  Like the prior time, his stomach sent signals of protest.  Jacob
managed to keep it down.

   The stream of piss continued so Jacob took yet another swallow.  His
eyes got big and he started to panic when the stream not only didn't stop
but actually got stronger.  This wasn't what Jacob bargained for at all. 
He thought Little Mike would just tinkle a little in his mouth like before.
This was a full blown piss.  Jacob would have never picked this over
walking through the mall.  It was too late to back out on the "deal" now
though.

   Jacob quickly went from swallowing to gulping.  Even then he was having
trouble keeping up with the flow so he switched to chugging.  Right when it
looked like the stream of piss was going to overtake Jacob's ability to
dispose of it, the flow suddenly tapered off.

   His sigh of relief, however, was interrupted when the flow started back
up.  Thankfully, only a mouth full come out this time before it stopped
again.  He got 3 more short blasts like this before the piss completely
stopped.  Jacob then slowly raised back up in the seat.

   While he was struggling to keep up with the flow of piss, Jacob hadn't
had time to worry any more about how his stomach might feel about the whole
ordeal.  Now, however, his stomach was making it's concerns very clear.

   "You need to learn to hold it in," Little Mike said as he looked at
Jacob's pale green face.  "I'm going to drive you to a gas station so you
can take care of it in the bathroom.  However, by this time next month I'm
going to expect you to keep a small drink like that down for at least an
hour."

   Jacob just sat there in shock as Little Mike started the truck back up.
He couldn't believe his boyfriend was planning to make this a regular
occurrence.  He wasn't sure why this surprised him.  Little Mike was pretty
extreme usually.  Still, Jacob had assumed that the piss drinking would be
only for today and possibly on rare occasions in the future.  However,
Little Mike sounded like he planned to turn Jacob into his own personal
toilet.

   He was still staring off into space 5 minutes later when they pulled
into a gas station.  The thought of getting the piss out of his stomach
easily brought him out of the trance.

   Jacob quickly got out of the truck and headed inside.  He was still
humiliated to be seen by all the customers, but that humiliation was
nothing compared to the desire to rid himself of the stomach full of piss.
He did get a bit embarrassed though when he asked the clerk for the key to
the men's room.  The clerk and a few customers looked at him strange. 
Jacob then realized that they had thought he was a girl at first.

   Five minutes later, Jacob emerged from the bathroom.  He looked a little
worn out, but there was a lot more color in his face now.

   "Good girl," Little Mike said as Jacob got back into the truck.

   Nothing else was said during the rest of their drive.  Jacob just sat
there and blushed as he relived the past 45 minutes over and over in his
head.  As he did this, he couldn't help but wonder if any of it could have
been avoided.  His guess was "no".  Little Mike made it clear that he
planned all along to turn Jacob into his toilet.  At best, Jacob might have
been able to delay it by a few days at most.  Still, a few days was a few
days.  Maybe he should have gone into the mall instead.  It's not like
Little Mike wasn't going to eventually make him do that anyway.

   Jacob popped out of his trance when he felt the truck come to a halt. 
He looked around and seen they had stopped at an adult theater.  It was
going to be really embarrassing to enter the place, but it was by far not
the worst place they could have gone for their date.

   It's not like Jacob hadn't been inside an adult theater before.  There
was one only a couple miles from his house that he visited on several
occasions.  He normally went there whenever he was desperate for a one
night stand in order to meet his nightly date requirements.  Or at least
that is what he used the place for until he managed to acquire all his
boyfriends.

   Lately he had been avoiding the place.  He no longer needed one night
stands that often and the place wasn't the best for whoring.  All of the
men that went there were interested in having sex with each other. 
Therefore, they had very little need to actually pay for it.

   Jacob discovered that the ones that were willing to pay, often had
something "special" in mind.  The last time he tried whoring there the John
tried to stick his fist up Jacob's asshole.  Jacob managed to escape the
guy's grasp, but just barely.

   Jacob lowered his head and blushed as Little Mike put his arm around him
and guided them into the establishment.  The place was actually a porn
video store with an attached adult theater.  When they entered they were
surrounded by shelves full of adult DVDs.  There were also magazines and a
good selection of dildos, plugs and other accessories.

   There were three people browsing the shelves.  Jacob kept his gaze on
the floor, but he could tell all three of the men were now staring at him.
He wondered if they could tell he was a man or if they actually thought he
was a girl.

   "I need a ticket for me and my bitch," Little Mike said as he slapped a
twenty on the counter.

   The noise of the hand hitting the countertop drew Jacob's eyes upward
just in time to see the clerk smiling back at him.  He blushed deeper and
quickly looked back at the floor.

   The clerk gave Little Mike two tickets, but no change.  This was another
reason Jacob seldom went to adult theaters any more.  They were $10 a
ticket.  It took two blowjobs just to break even.  On the bright side, the
movies looped and you were allowed to stay in the place as long as you
wanted.

   Little Mike directed Jacob toward a door just to the right of the
counter.  When the door opened, Jacob felt his dick lurch in its cage.  It
took him a second to realize that it was the smell of semen that had caused
it.  The other theater always smelled the same way.

   The men that visited the theater sometimes sucked each other off. 
However, usually they jacked off all over the floor.  The owners of the
place must only mop the floor at closing time because the smell always
seemed stronger at night than in the afternoon.  The smell was pretty
strong in this theater so Jacob guessed this owner must have the same
cleaning schedule.

   It was pretty dark in the place, even with the movie playing.  Jacob
knew from experience that once his eyes got used to it he would be able to
see pretty clearly.  Now, however, he couldn't even tell if any seats were
open.  Normally, he would wait for his eyes to adjust before searching for
a seat.  Little Mike didn't give him the opportunity.  Instead he guided
Jacob to the back row.

   It felt eerie as he walked.  He couldn't make anyone out, but he knew
their eyes had already adjusted and could easily see him.

   "I know you would like to earn a little more cash today," Little Mike
whispered to Jacob when they reached the back row.  "How about you go to
the end of this isle and work your way back.  I'll stand here and wait
while you drum up some business."

   Jacob turned toward Little Mike and gave him a hug.  It was times like
this that Jacob knew Little Mike probably loved him.  Not only was Little
Mike helping to train him, but he was looking out for his financial welfare
as well.  First the $40 earlier today, and now the chance at making even
more.

   "Wait," Little Mike whispered when Jacob turned toward the isle.  "Those
are new shoes.  You better leave them here so they don't get all scuffed
up."

   "B...but..."

   Jacob started to tell Little Mike about the dirty floors.  However, it
dawned on him that Little Mike was well aware.  This was yet further
training to help Jacob become a better sissy boy.

   Jacob scrunched his nose up in disgust as he let one of his bare feet
reach the floor.  As expected, his foot landed in something wet.  It was
cold, so Jacob guessed the pool of cum had been there for some time now. 
His other foot came down in a dry spot.  However, that foot landed in a
pool of goo on the very first step.

   Jacob still couldn't see far.  However, if this theater was anything
like the one he sometimes went too, then the whole back row would probably
be full of people.  That is where everyone seemed to go if they wanted to
play around with each other.  It didn't matter though if it was full or
not. Jacob wasn't going to be sitting anyway.

   He could feel the knees of someone in the first seat so he squeezed
past. The second seat was also taken.  This guy, however, was nice enough
to stand so Jacob could get by easier.  As he passed he felt the guy's hard
slimy dick slide across his forearm.  His foot also landing in a very warm
pool of liquid.  The guy must have just cum seconds earlier.

   The pool of cum was very thick and Jacob thought he was going to be sick
as the foul substance oozed between his toes.

   The next 3 seats were also taken.  These men didn't stand up.  If
anything they scooted forward in order to make it harder for him to pass.
Jacob seen this happen lots of times at the other theater.  The guys did
this so that they could feel up the person walking through.  It made it
hard for the person to tell if it was knees rubbing against him or the
person's hands.

   The first guy settle for just letting his hand slide against Jacob's
groin.  Or at least he thought it was they guy's hand.  The guy didn't get
to feel much though considering Jacob was still wearing his cock cage.

   The second and third guys were a lot more bold.  Jacob guessed this was
because he had not complained about the first guy.  These two guys didn't
just rub Jacob but actually grabbed at his crotch and buttocks.  He could
only imagine what they were thinking when they felt the cage.

   They must have at least liked what they seen, because they made it even
harder for Jacob to get through.  The goal of course was to get Jacob to
stop and play with them.  The floor in front of these guys was soaking with
cum.  He guessed they must have been working as a team like this all night.
By the feel of it, they must have managed to get a good 5 or 6 people to
stop and play.

   Jacob's orders were to get to the end of the row, so he struggled past
the minor road block.  His feet were sliding back and forth in the slippery
mess.  Right when he got past the 3rd guy, Jacob lost his balance and fell
forward.  Thankfully, there was a guy in the next seat and he caught Jacob.

   One of the guys that Jacob just squeezed past took advantage of the
situation and pulled Jacob's sweat pant's down.  Jacob managed to grab hold
of the waist of the sweat pants before they could get past his knees.  The
guy let go of the pants but before Jacob could pull them back up the guy
had his hand over Jacob's ass.

   "Oh!" Jacob grunted when a finger slithered up his asshole.

   "Take this off," the guy whispered when he felt the cock cage.

   "I can't," Jacob replied.

   The guy must have thought Jacob meant he couldn't get it off in his
current position, because he let Jacob stand back up.  Jacob took advantage
of the misunderstanding and rushed further down the isle out of reach. 
There were only 3 more seats before Jacob reached the end of the isle.  As
he suspected, every seat ended up being occupied.

   "You can sit here," the guy in the final seat said with a chuckle.

   The guy then pulled Jacob into his lap.  This guy was very strong and
Jacob felt like a rag doll in the guy's arms.

   There were a variety of different kinds of Johns.  Believe it or not,
most Johns actually wanted to suck Jacob's dick and not the other way
around.  Jacob labeled these men, "sissies".  These men were a lot like
Jacob in that they only ever sucked dick and took it up the ass.  So, Jacob
named these Johns, "sissies".  Of course, unlike Jacob, these men choose to
be sissies.  Or at least he assumed no one had forced it on them.

   Jacob hated the sissies.  They were very bad for business.  They
basically provided the same service as Jacob did...  only for free.  Plus,
there wasn't much Jacob could sell the sissies.  Most just wanted to suck
dick or get fucked.  Jacob could only do those things on Saturdays.  And
even then he wasn't allowed to cum, which normally breached the financial
arrangement.

   Some sissies, however, would pay a couple bucks to just lick Jacob's
balls and asshole.  This was especially the case if the theater had an
unusually high number of sissies that night.  Too many sissies and there
weren't enough other men to go around.  Thus, Jacob would sometimes run
across one or two very horny sissies that would pay two or three bucks just
to toy around a little.

   Some Johns liked to get sucked as well as do the sucking.  They were the
same way with anal.  Jacob called these men, "Lovers".  Not just because of
this, but because they also liked to hug and kiss a lot.  You could
sometimes make good money off these men.  However, they required a lot more
time.  Some even wanted you to go back to their hotel with them.  Jacob
only made that mistake once.  The John promised him $100 for two hours in
the hotel room.  It was a more than generous offer so Jacob went with him.

   Everything went well until it was time to leave.  After dumping three
loads up Jacob's asshole, the guy kicked him out.  He didn't even let Jacob
get dressed.  He just tossed the clothes out in the hall and then closed
the door when Jacob ran out naked to gather his stuff.  Later, Jacob
discovered that the guy had not only taken the $100 back out of his wallet,
but had stolen an additional $30.

   There were a few other types of Johns, but the one that usually earned
him good bucks were the "ass men".  All they wanted was to fuck someone's
asshole.  This worked great for Jacob since his asshole was readily
available.

   Jacob's mouth and hands were available also of course.  And Jacob
definitely made a few bucks here and there via those tools.  However,
almost every single sissy was willing to use those tools.  Only maybe a
third of the sissies were willing to take it up the asshole.

   Thus, the "ass men" were often willing to pay a few bucks for a good
fuck.  It saved them the hassle of sorting out all the sissies.

   The guy currently fondling Jacob was probably an "ass man".  The obvious
clue was the way he was already grabbing and rubbing Jacob's ass cheeks.  A
sissy would have gone straight for the dick.  His suspicions were confirmed
when the guy snaked a hand down the back of Jacob's pants.  A second later
and the guy was worming a finger up Jacob's asshole.  A second and then a
third finger followed not long after.

   Yep, this guy was definitely an "ass man".  Jacob knew from experience
that the fingering served two purposes.  First, it communicated what the
guy wanted.  And second, it loosened the asshole up for the guy's dick.

   "Oh, my," Jacob said as he reached down and felt the bulge in the guy's
pants.  "That's a nice big dick.  For $15 you could stick that up my butt
if you want."

   The guy let out a grunt of anger and disappointment.  This was pretty
common whenever Jacob solicited.  After all, it's not like his customers
couldn't get the same thing for free.  It just required a little more time
and effort is all.

   Normally, Jacob would make three attempts with a John before giving up
and looking elsewhere for business.  Before even making the first attempt,
however, Jacob sometimes spent a good 30 to 40 minutes feeling the guy out.
It was just too humiliating to just come straight out and ask for money. 
He was also always a little scared the guy might get insulted.

   The only reason he rush the solicitation this time was because he knew
Little Mike was waiting for him.  He would rather piss off a potential John
than to tick off Little Mike.

   Little Mike was his knight in shining armor though, so Jacob wasn't too
scared of the John right now anyway.  He knew Little Mike would look out
for him.

   However, the humiliation was still there.  It always felt like he was
begging to have sex with the men.  In a way, that was exactly what he was
doing.

   The begging wasn't even the worst part.  The worst part was when they
said, "yes".  When the Johns agreed to a price, Jacob always got this great
feeling of happiness and pride.  A few seconds later he would catch and
chastise himself for feeling that way.

   Thankfully, this John was pretty desperate and Jacob didn't have to
demean himself any further.  The guy didn't even haggle over the price.

   Another nice thing about the "ass men" was that they almost always had
condoms.  Jacob wasn't allowed to use condoms with his boyfriends. 
However, when it came to Johns Jacob could use them whenever he had anal
sex.  He kept several condoms in his sweatpants pocket, but they cost him
$1 each.  So, he loved it when the Johns provided them.

   Some Johns refused to use a condom.  Jacob always denied these men. 
Some would back down and use a condom but most would just walk away from
the deal.  A few, however, were not used to taking "no" as an answer. 
These men would ride Jacob bareback whether he was willing or not.

   Jacob always put up a small struggle when a John tried to rape him. 
However, he learned the hard way that you didn't want to fight back too
much.  The first time he fought back with all his might the John not only
slapped him around a bit but also tied him up.  The guy must have done this
several times before because he had come well prepared with several large
plastic ties.

   After riding Jacob a couple times, the John not only didn't pay him but
even left him tied up like that.  The next guy that came along let him go,
but only after Jacob promised he would blow the guy.

   This John wasn't going to give him troubles like that.  Jacob's eyes
were starting to adjust and he could see the guy fishing in his shirt
pocket for a condom.  He must have had a cell phone in the pocket because
Jacob heard a beep and then the pocket lit up.

   The guy was taking forever to pull the condom out.  Jacob seldom griped
at his customers, but the guy didn't even seem to be digging around in the
pocket any more.  And it's not like the pocket was that big to begin with.
About 30 seconds passed before Jacob thought he would say something. 
However, before he could speak the guy's hand started moving again.  First
the light went out and then out came the condom.

   Jacob blushed bright red when he seen the John extract a glow in the
dark condom.  He could hear a few people in the isle laugh.  This made
Jacob blush even further.  There was only maybe 3 people that laughed, but
he was sure everyone was now looking his way.  He could even hear a few
people in the next isle turn in their seats so they could look back at what
was going on.

   From a business standpoint, all the attention was a good thing.  It was
good advertising.  Somehow this didn't diminish the humiliation aspect of
it for Jacob.  Having so many eyes on him almost made him want to cry.

   Once the condom was on, the guy's dick looked almost like a Star Wars
light saber.  After getting a good look at it, Jacob realized why the guy
hadn't haggled on the price.  The dick was only maybe 8 inches long. 
However, it was freakishly thick.  The tip of it was maybe only 1.5 inches
thick, but just an inch below that it quickly expanded out to 3 inches. 
This was the thickest dick he had ever seen.  It was even thicker than
Master Robert's.  Jacob was amazed the John could get the condom on without
breaking it.

   The best, and obvious way to ride a cock in a theater is to simply sit
on it.  This John had something else in mind.  He stood Jacob up.  The guy
then pulled Jacob's sweat pants all the way down and started fingering him
again.

   The guy didn't stop adding fingers until he had four of them up Jacob's
asshole.  As bad as this was, the worst part was how the guy kept spitting
on Jacob's asshole.  Jacob knew he needed the lube, but it was just so
disgusting and humiliating.

   "Stuff him good Bull," a nearby guy said as the John withdrew his
fingers and stood up behind Jacob.

   Apparently, Bull was the John's nickname.  Unlike Little Mike's name,
Bull suited this guy very well.

   Jacob was thankful for his stretching exercises as Bull started to force
his dick inside.  Jacob tried to stay upright, but the huge dick forced him
to bend forward.  The guy in the seat ahead of him took this as an
invitation.  So he stood also and sunk his dick into Jacob's mouth.

   Being double teamed in an adult theater was not something you wanted to
do.  Jacob knew that all this would do is entice the others to join in.  If
he wasn't careful, he could end up getting gangbanged by everyone in the
place.  Thankfully, this had only happened once to Jacob.  The odd thing is
that during that one time even the sissies had taken their turn with Jacob.
He could only guess they did it in order to teach Jacob to stay off their
turf.  It worked also.  He all but stopped going there after that.

   He didn't hear any additional movement around him, so he guessed
everyone else was content with just watching.

   Still, as a minimum, Jacob knew he should at least ask the guy at his
mouth to pay him $7.  However, he was too busy focusing on what was
happening behind him.  Besides, the guy in front had a small dick so it's
not like it was that much additional work.

   "Mmph," Jacob moaned around the dick as Bull's huge cock finally popped
inside.

   Bull's dick felt weird up his asshole.  The bottom of it was slightly
thinner than the middle.  Maybe 2.5 inches thick.  It felt almost like a
butt plug.

   "Mmph," Jacob moaned again when Bull pulled the dick back out completely
and then pushed it all the way back in.

   Bull slowly picked up the pace.  Jacob could only imagine the show they
were giving the rest of the people in the isle as they watched the glow in
the dark condom blink on and off as it shot in and out of his asshole.

   The glow in the dark condom made it clear that Bull enjoyed showing off
his plunge fucking technique.  However, Jacob couldn't help but feel a
little sorry for the guy.  The shape of his dick made it all but impossible
to fuck any other way.  It was probably very hard for him to find partners
that could handle it.  Even most of the sissies probably couldn't take a
fucking like this.  And the ones that could probably never wanted too.

   Jacob's grunts must have highly stimulated the guy in front of him
because it wasn't long and he was drinking down a load of the guy's cum. 
The guy let Jacob grunt on his dick for another minute before he finally
pulled out and left.  Thankfully, no one else took his place.

   Bull was far from done with him though.  The guy kept plunging into
Jacob's asshole over and over again.  It got even worse once Bull felt
Jacob's asshole finally dilate.  Once this happened, Bull went into
overdrive.  He was going so fast that he was actually plunging back in
before Jacob's asshole even started to close back up.  The vigorous
plunging somehow made the dick seem almost twice as thick as it actually
was.  The experience definitely made Jacob's top ten list of uncomfortable
fucks.

   Despite the discomfort, Jacob noticed his dick was struggling more than
ever to get hard in it's cage.  It was very uncomfortable, but at least
Jacob wasn't wearing his punishment cage.  While his current restrictor
cage was designed to keep him from getting hard, the punishment cage was
design to teach him how to keep from getting hard.  There was definitely a
difference between the two.

   The punishment cage actually had enough room for Jacob's dick to get
fully hard.  Getting hard came with a major price though.  First, there was
a 3.5 inch long prod inside the tube.  It was shaped like a cue tip and
centered so that if Jacob got hard the prod would force itself deep into
his piss hole.

   This prod hurt like hell and was more than enough motivation to keep
from getting hard.  However, it wasn't the worst part.  If Jacob got
completely hard then his dick ran into 6 needles at the end of the cage. 
The needles were only a quarter of an inch long but they hurt more than
anything Jacob had ever felt before.

   Needless to say, Jacob hadn't yet mastered the art of willing himself to
stay soft.  Thus, the end of his dick had it's share of puncture marks. 
Jacob was just glad that he didn't have to wear the thing on a daily basis.
It was normally just used as a form of punishment.  However, every so often
it showed up as one of his small tasks for the day.

   Jacob knew that his dick would be feeling those needles right now if he
had been wearing the punishment cage.  It was impossible for his dick not
to try to get hard with such a huge cock raping his hole so viciously.

   Bull fucked his hole like this for another minute before he suddenly
grabbed Jacob's hips tight.  The large guy grunted as he held his dick deep
in Jacob's bowels.  He froze like this for a few seconds then did 3 more
pumps before freezing in place yet again.  This time, however, he stayed
frozen for a good 30 seconds.  Then he pulled his dick out and collapsed
back into his chair.

   Jacob was a bit in shock but he managed to turn to face the guy.  He
couldn't help but look down at the large dick.  He was pleased to see the
rubber was still in one piece.  He could also see a huge pool of cum at the
tip under the glowing green material.  It was a large pool of cum, but not
as much as he had expected from such a thick dick.

   "Shit!" Jacob thought to himself when it suddenly dawned on him that he
hadn't gotten the money first.

   You always get the money first.  Even Jacob knew that was the golden
rule of whoring.  Thankfully, Bull was an honest man.  The large guy got
his wallet and fished out $15.  Before handing the money over, however,
Bull pulled his rubber off and handed it to Jacob.

   No command was given.  None was needed.  It was clear what Bull wanted.
Jacob blushed as he put his lips over the opening of the rubber and then
tilted his head back so that the cum would rush into his mouth.  Jacob
swallowed fast, trying not to think about it much.

   Jacob let the rubber fall to the ground as Bull handed him his money. 
Jacob didn't have time to even pull his pants up before another set of
hands grabbed him.  It was the guy sitting next to Bull.  This guy didn't
mess around.  He stuff a couple bills into Jacob's hand and then bent him
over.  Jacob was grateful that this man's dick was much smaller than
Bull's. It was only maybe 1.5 inches thick and 6 inches long.  It felt like
a toothpick in comparison.

   This John finished almost as fast as he started.  He must not have been
that gay because once he came he didn't seem to want to have anything to do
with Jacob.  He just sat back down and tossed his used condom on the floor.
That suited Jacob just fine.

   Only one other person in the isle was willing to pay Jacob for his
services.  He only wanted a blowjob so Jacob only got $7.

   "Give me the money," Little Mike said when Jacob finally finished with
the isle.

   Jacob reluctantly dug into his pocket and fished it all out.  Little
Mike took it from him and put it into his own pocket.  Jacob felt like
protesting, but held his tongue.  It was a good $37 but Jacob didn't want
to piss Little Mike off.  If he did that then Jacob could end up
hitchhiking home.  Plus, he wouldn't be able to meet his nightly "date"
requirement.

   "Do the next isle now," Little Mike ordered.

   This brought Jacob's anger to the boiling point.  However, he only stood
his ground for 10 seconds before the sissy in him took over and he started
down the next isle.  As he scooted down the isle it dawned on him that
Little Mike had just become his pimp.  Jacob just prayed that it was for
only tonight.  He knew Little Mike only had Jacob's best interests in mind,
but he simply couldn't afford a pimp.

   They didn't get back to Jacob's house until 11 p.m.  Taking a shower was
the first order of business.  He had a few squirts of cum here and there on
his body, but it was mainly his feet he wanted to get clean.  Walking
barefoot on the floor had coated his feet with a thick layer of semen.  The
cum had even worked it's way up between his toes and spread on top of his
feet.

   Going barefoot was clearly more training for Jacob.  Little Mike claimed
that it was just to keep the new shoes clean.  However, he had Jacob wear
the shoes on the way back home.  This got the shoes very dirty as Jacob's
slimy feet slid around in them.

   As he showered, Jacob realized that Little Mike might have further plans
for the sandal-like shoes.  Maybe he planned to make Jacob lick them clean.
Just the thought of it made Jacob gag.

   "Would Little Mike really make me do something like that?" Jacob
wondered.

   Jacob knew the answer to that question was, "yes".  Why wouldn't he?  It
certainly would be good training for Jacob.  However, Jacob wasn't so sure
he was ready to do something that disgusting.

   The shoes were just outside the shower.  It took him almost 5 minutes to
get up the balls to do it, but he finally reached out and grabbed the
shoes. He then washed them off under the spray of the shower.

   If Little Mike asked about them Jacob would just tell him that he washed
them off to prevent them from getting ruined.  Little Mike could hardly get
too mad considering he never told Jacob not to clean them.

   As it turned out, Little Mike didn't ask about the shoes when Jacob
returned to his bedroom.  That is because he wasn't there.  Jacob panicked.
He had less than 30 minutes to meet his date requirement.  That wasn't
enough time to find a replacement.

   Jacob rushed downstairs and out the front door.  He was still naked but
with luck he might be able to catch Little Mike before he got too far down
the road.  He came to a halt though when he seen Little Mike's truck still
in the driveway.  He went back inside and found his boyfriend watching TV.
Jacob had never felt so relieved.

   Jacob stood next to the couch for 5 minutes before Little Mike finally
switched the TV off.  This gave them about 25 minutes.  That was cutting it
close but still doable.

   Jacob went straight to the bedroom while Little Mike used the restroom.
Jacob didn't hear a flush, so he guessed Little Mike was just brushing his
teeth.  All of his boyfriends had their own toothbrushes in case they
decided to stay overnight.  Jacob kept them in a drawer and switched them
in and out based on who he was dating that night.

   After returning to the bedroom, Little Mike slowly undressed and climbed
into bed.

   "I'm not in the mood," Little Mike said when Jacob reached for him.

   "But..." Jacob started to plea before he was interrupted.

   "Maybe if you kissed me," Little Mike added.

   Jacob knew he had only 20 minutes left and didn't hesitate to lock lips
with his boyfriend.  It always grossed Jacob out when he had to kiss a guy.
It still grossed him out to kiss Little Mike, but for some reason it wasn't
as bad.  Jacob guessed that it was because he knew Little Mike actually
cared about him.  That caring made Jacob feel so safe in his boyfriend's
arms.

   The embrace lasted for almost 5 minutes before Little Mike finally went
into action.  He rolled over on top and got into a missionary position.  He
then forced his dick all the way to the root in one thrust.  He put Jacob's
legs over his shoulders and started pounding.

   This was the first time Jacob had ever been fucked in a missionary
position.  Until now he didn't even realize it was possible.  All the men
always just fucked him doggy style.

   Jacob didn't like this new position.  His knees were being pressed
almost all the way to his head and it was very uncomfortable.  The position
also made the dick feel like it was going much deeper into his guts.  On
top of all of this, every time Little Mike pounded into him he would smack
up against Jacob's nuts.  The nuts weren't getting smashed, but it was
still very painful.

   The main reason he hated it, however, was because in the doggy position
he could always stare at a wall or something and try to forget what was
actually being done to him.  In this position, however, he had to witness
every little detail.  He could see Little Mike straining above him.  He
could even make out Little Mike's dick as it thrust in and out of his
buttocks.

   "Open your mouth faggot," Little Mike ordered.

   Jacob knew the use of the word "faggot" was just a kind of pillow talk
to help get Little Mike off.  Still, it upset Jacob a little to be called
that.  He didn't complain.  If it helped Little Mike cum faster then all
the better.

   As soon as his mouth was open, Little Mike stopped thrusting and let a
little drool run out of his mouth and down to Jacob's.  Jacob felt like
being sick.  He tried to tell himself that it was the exact same spit he
shared with his boyfriend during their kisses.  However, the thought didn't
help much.

   "Good boy," Little Mike said when Jacob closed his mouth and swallowed.

   Little Mike did this 2 more times before he started thrusting again. 
However, every so often he would thrust in deep and then spit into Jacob's
mouth.  Jacob just stared up at his boyfriend and blushed.  What else could
he do?  If he complained then he wouldn't meet his date requirement in
time. That would result in a punishment a thousand times worse than
drinking a little spit.

   "Here it comes you fucking whore," Little Mike groaned as he finally
unloaded in Jacob's bowels.

   Little Mike kept thrusting for another 30 seconds before he finally
rolled off.  Jacob quickly licked the dick and plastic sheet clean and then
rushed into the bathroom.  He got there right at the stroke of midnight.

   "God that was close," Jacob sighed as he grabbed the pill jar and took
his midnight dose of the happy pills.

   It was such a close call that it took a couple minutes for his heart to
calm down.  While he waited, he looked down and seen a wad of cash with a
note under it.  He picked up the note and read it.

   "Here are your earnings for tonight," the note read.  "I kept $25 for
gas money.  P.S.  I drank a lot of water downstairs so I will probably have
to use the restroom during the night.  When I wake you up you know what to
do."

   Jacob blushed when he read the ending.  He indeed knew what to do.

   He pondered the idea of drinking his boyfriend's piss all night long. 
Then his attention went back to the cash.  Jacob counted the money out and
found it totaled $50.  While not his personal best, it was still a pretty
good amount of money for one night's work.

   However, it was clear that they hadn't used $25 worth of gas.  So, did
the $25 mean Little Mike was now his pimp?  It seemed like a small amount
for a pimp.  There was no mention of Jacob having to share all future
earnings, so maybe it was just his cut for the night.  It seemed like a
fair deal.  Little Mike could take him to places Jacob couldn't get to on
his own and in return he gave him a 33 percent cut.  In the end Jacob ended
up with more money than normal, so it was win, win.

   As he walked back to the bedroom, it dawned on Jacob that Little Mike
knew he could have kept much more if he wanted.  This convinced Jacob that
Little Mike was being nice to him.

   Little Mike was already snoring when Jacob got into bed.  Right when
Jacob was about to doze off, something dawned on him.  It had cost Little
Mike $20 for them to get into the theater.  That mean's Little Mike only
actually took $5 for himself.  His boyfriend did indeed love him.  The mix
of this knowledge and the affects of the pills overflowed Jacob with
emotions.

   "I love you too," Jacob whispered as he snuggled behind Little Mike and
then fell asleep.

   4.

   Little Mike was smiling as he left Jacob's house the next morning.  He
was a little tired from waking up a couple times in the middle of the night
to feed Jacob his piss.  However, he was very pleased at how willing Jacob
was to drink it.

   The drive to the Greyhound station took only 10 minutes.  During the
drive he called Big Mike's cell and told him to meet him inside the
building.  Little Mike probably should have met Big Mike in the bushes, but
he had a busy schedule today.  If they had a victim in the bushes he knew
he would end up staying for way too long.

   "It's all there," Little Mike said several minutes later as he handed
Big Mike an thick envelope full of twenty dollar bills.

   Big Mike didn't say anything.  He just closed the envelope and walked
back outside toward the bushes.  Big Mike still didn't see what was so
special about this Jacob guy.  But, if Little Mike wanted to pay his crew
big bucks to welcome him and Jacob into their group then more power to him.
It's not like it ate into their busy schedule or anything.

   Little Mike grabbed a coffee in the station and then walked back
outside. Once he was in the parking lot he looked around to make sure he
wasn't being watched.  He then pulled out his keys and got into a 2010 BMW
M6.  It was a $100,000 car he bought just a few months back.  He was
constantly selling his old vehicles for the newest models.  It was one of
his many vices.

   Once in the car he revved it up and headed for the highway.  As he drove
he pulled out a tape recorder and hit record.

   "This is Dr.  Michael Kelly," Little Mike began.  "It is Aug.  26 and I
am officially declaring phase one of Operation Rawhide a success.  The drug
has worked faster and better than hoped.  I've forced a large array of
demeaning things onto the subject.  Not only has the subject accepted all
of it but he continues to look at me fondly.  This is the exact response we
were hoping for.  I feel it is now time to move on to phase two."

   Dr.  Kelly then switched the tape off.

   While Dr.  Kelly was happy with the results in this first phase, he
wasn't so sure the drug would pan out during phase two.  Phase one involved
using an already submissive test subject.  Phase two would involve a
subject with a dominant personality.

   It didn't really matter to him if it worked though.  He wasn't the one
that came up with the drug.  The government just paid him to test it.  On
paper, those tests of course were supposed to involve just animals. 
However, he knew the government was well aware of his methods of testing.

   Hell, he was pretty sure a couple government agents were in the car
following him right now.  They were always following him around.  It was
never talked about, but Dr.  Kelly knew the purpose of the agents was not
only to spy on him but to also protect him.  If the pills had killed Jacob
then those agents would have found a way to sweep it all under the rug. 
They no doubt also ensured cops not only stayed clear of Jacob and he, but
the bus station and bushes as well.  They were all part of Dr.  Kelly's
"lab" after all.

   As a favor, Robert found the test subject and did the initial training.
Dr.  Kelly knew Robert was far from happy about it.  At least Dr.  Kelly
was able to make it easier on Robert by providing software that automated
the whole email portion of Jacob's training.  The software sent out tasks
at random and responded with punishments when needed.

   The real funny part was that Robert didn't even realize that Dr.  Kelly
was doing him a favor.  Robert's prior involvements with Dr.  Kelly
provided a small level of government protection for the kid.  However,
involvement in this experiment would now provide him much greater
protection.  The government would now keep greater tabs on Robert and
ensure the cops left him alone.  After all, if Robert were caught then it
could lead police to Dr.  Kelly.  This in turn would be very bad for the
government.

   Dr.  Kelly just had to ensure he stayed valuable to the government and
kept proof of his activities well documented and hidden.  Otherwise he,
Robert and all his other "lab partners" might all disappear.

   Why would the government do all of this?  His testing methods, of
course. That's why they came to him in the first place.  Testing a drug
sometimes took years before it was cleared for human testing.  This long
process also made it very hard to keep the purpose of those drugs a secret.
They knew Dr.  Kelly would skip all of that.  So, it was him they always
came to whenever they had a strict deadline.

   And this deadline was very strict.  Guantanamo Bay would soon be
transferring it's detainees to a correctional center in Illinois.  From
there it was just a matter of time before the government would be pressured
to release most of them.  The purpose of the drug was to prepare those
prisoners for release.

   Jacob was proof that the pills worked to a certain degree.  So,
technically it was a nice plan.  They even had good evidence that the
subjects would continue to take the pills long after release.  However, Dr.
Kelly wouldn't know for sure how well they worked on a dominant personality
until he acquired his next subject.

   Robert would make the perfect subject.  However, Dr.  Kelly had other
long term plans for him.  Besides, Robert could be useful for the next year
or two in finding test subjects for other drugs the government might need
tested.

   -- End -

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written as an adult fantasy.  The author does not condone such activities
in real life.  Also, I do not recommend that you try duplicating anything
mentioned in my stories; even if you are doing them legally.  I try to keep
most of the activities semi realistic, however, many of these things can
and probably would cause severe damage. 
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