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Warning: this story is a work of fiction and contains graphic descriptions of hardcore sex between consenting male adults doing unnatural acts. All participants in this story are over the age of 18 at the time of the story. If you are not eighteen or the subject matter offends you, please log off. The Game, Part 3 By Nathan Harvey Harvey and I hadn’t been this excited about anything since our college days and our gay/straight game. Me, I still had reservations about our officer being married, but Harvey said not to worry--once our pig boy had a taste of a cock up his ass he would never be a real man again. Then grinning, he went on to say it would be just a matter of time now before his wife would want a real man that could satisfy her. Chuckling and saying by the time we were done with our boy, the only way he was ever going to get his nuts off was when he had a cock shoved up his ass. When our boy tangled with us we let his evil genie is out of its bottle and he was now well his way to becoming a flaming fagot—and after you fisted him, he’s never going to get enough cock to satisfy him. He’s going to be just the kind of cock hungry slave William wants. Our workweek just seemed to drag by and by Friday we were like two kids on Christmas morning waiting for our cop. Then when we heard the buzzer, we buzzed him up and waited for his soft knock on the door. When Harvey opened the door our Officer Johansson stood there in uniform. Seeing him I had to catch my breath, with his cropped blond hair and his tight formfitting uniform--he was so damn gorgeous. Harry motioned for him to come in and when he entered, he gave us a sheepish grin, and then bowing his head like an obedient puppy, he held out this slim black leather case to Harvey. Taking the case Harvey opened it we saw see two handsome Floggers lying against the red velvet of the case. It was more than apparent our boy was into domination. Smiling and taking the case from him and setting it aside, Harvey then ordered him to strip. We had decided that we would stay fully clothed when we whipped him in order to impress upon him that he had no rights that he was nothing more than our plaything. We just stood there fully dressed watching him as he removed and folded each article of clothing, carefully placing it on the floor. The effect of stripping naked before us was electrifying on him. The more naked he became the more excited he was getting. He was so damn gorgeous---his now hard cock of his was fully extended and drooling and cried out its wanton eagerness to serve us. Then when he was completely naked, he stood there with his head bowed and his hands at his sides waiting to be punished. Harvey had agreed that I could be the one to strike the first blow. Raising the flogger as it sliced through the air and the tails of leather splayed out across his tender flesh, he didn’t even let out a whimper--in fact throwing up his head, his eyes shinning, he seemed to relish the sting of my whip. It was when Harry joined me and both our floggers began striking him that he dropped to his knees, completely surrendering his body to us. Just this act of his of total submission was a real turn on and we began circling his body striking him harder and harder. As the strands of our whips flayed across his back and butt, his skin began taking on this rosy glow and the burning light in his blue eyes was pure rapture. For me this had to be the most exhilarating feeling I’d ever felt. Looking over at Harry, I could tell from the expression on his face he was feeling the same rush of excitement. This was far greater than the thrill of a simple orgasm; this was the absolute thrill of having complete control of another human being. Up to now he was calling the shots getting his kicks our of being dominated and he was allowing us to use him. Little did our officer know that this wasn’t going to be just a kinky one-night stand. What we were planning for him was something totally different, something that was going to change this masochistic fetish into a whole new life for him. We were going to make him ours—to own him body and soul. We were going to break his will and strip him of his manhood. We knew that if we didn’t do this tonight we might never get another chance at him. Looking at him kneeling there before us in complete surrender his skin glowing pink from the lashing, his eyes glazed over in absolute ecstasy, he was now deep into this pain mode. We knew it was time now to ratchet up our efforts and drive him deeper into submission than he would have ever believed possible. Harvey then produced this large rubber paddle with big holes in it and started beating his ass. At first he started to rebel, but then he seemed to accept this new type of punishment and thrust his ass up for more. So far we were well on our way. As Harvey increased his efforts with the paddle, I resumed whipping his body. He was now so deep into pain that his face seemed to relax and glow as he slipped into this pain driven euphoria and he began begging us to beat him harder. After a few more sound lashes Harvey pulled him to his feet and I began screwing down a pair of nipple clamps to his little rosebud like nipples. When I had them secure, I began attaching a chain with weights to them. As the weights pulled unmercifully at his nipples, for a brief moment I saw this brief flicker of resistance in his eyes but then it faded. His conscious mind was now shutting down and his subconscious continued its reveling in the euphoria of his pain. Wanting to push Kyle past the point of no return, Harvey kneeled before him and lifting his hard drooling cock secured the parachute around his balls and attached the weights. Kyle gasped from the excruciating pain in his balls, but still he accepted this new torment. It was when Harvey took Kyle’s cock into his mouth and began working it what little rebellion he had left was gone and his body just slumped in total acceptance of what was happening to him. Working his legs apart then and shoving my cock into his ass, as soon as he felt me gain entry he began responding by rocking on his feet, pumping his body and driving my cock deeper into his ass. We had him situated now so that every forward stroke drove his cock into Harvey’s mouth and every backward stroke drove my cock deeper up his ass. With every thrust of his body the weights would pull on his balls and tits. We could both feel his hard body trembling as the pain and pleasure consumed him. When his ass began to spasm, I knew his balls would be churning and loading his rod. Reaching around I managed to grab hold of the weights that connected to his nipple clamps and giving them a hard yank, I could feel his body pulling and twisting in pain and after letting out this wild animal like cry, his cock exploded, filling Harvey with his cum. Thrashing around like an animal he was now pushing harder against my cock, driving me deeper into him and pulling on my hands down forcing me to pull even harder on his tits wanting more pain-- we knew then that our boy had crossed over--Kyle had now become more animal than man. Our little officer was now ready for the second phase of our plan. Leading him into the bedroom and pulling him on the bed, Harvey and I quickly striped and Harvey positioned himself over his face. As soon as his cock touched his lips, Kyle hungrily sucked Harvey deep into his throat. Taking my position at his feet and lifting his legs, I began working my fingers into his ass. Feeling my fingers, Kyle began stretching his legs wider apart eager to be fist fucked. By now we had his ass permanently stretched, but still it seemed to open even wider to accept my fist. Once I had my hand inside his ass, his body seemed to come alive. Seeing Kyle’s response, Harvey reached down and began pulling and twisting on the chain connecting his nipple clamps. We could hear him whimper even with Harvey’s cock buried deep in his throat. As if the pain was an aphrodisiac his now fully extended cock began erupting, spewing sheets of cum all over his body. Our boy, now more animal than man, began pumping cum like a fountain as he began working his ass trying to get even more of my arm into his body. Kyle had now lost all distinction between pain and pleasure--he wanted it all. We had succeeded in reducing him to nothing more than an animal in eternal heat. He seemed to never get enough, so all that night we kept chewing and biting him and fucking him. Finally we all were so exhausted we shoved a vibrating dildo up his ass to satisfy him and then we all slept. It was almost dawn when we felt him stir. Harvey and I had this one last degradation to strip him of his last shred of pride. Pushing him down on his back and straddling his face, Harvey shoved his pee hard cock into his mouth and began pissing. Kyle’s eyes flew open and after initially gagging a little, he began to swallow. When Harvey moved off of him, Kyle moved to me and taking my cock into his mouth he waited. Releasing my bladder, he hungrily sucked down my urine and when he finished draining me he began blowing me. Crouching towards his face, he began pushing into my crotch, and I was able to bury my cock deeper into his throat. Harvey moved behind him sinking his cock into his ass and began pumping on him. This was all it took to get his balls churning and he began spewing out cum all over himself and me. No sooner had we both gotten off in him, than he was on his knees licking and sucking the cum from my body. This was when Harvey began working his fingers up his ass. Kyle began spreading his legs even wider and driving Harvey’s arm deeper into his ass and began fucking himself on his arm. Kyle had no honor, no shame now; sexual gratification was his only thought. Lowering my ass over his face, I could feel his tongue lapping and licking while searching for my asshole. After spreading my cheeks, his tongue slipped into my ass. His whole body seemed alive as he worked himself on Harvey’s arm and continued to ream my ass with his tongue. It seemed to go on forever, he never seemed to be quite satisfied. We finally told him that that was enough--he had to shower and dress, and when he was ready to leave we would give him his instructions. Standing, his body covered with cum he headed into the shower to do as he was told. Then as an afterthought Harvey called out to him telling him if he touched himself in a sexual way he would be punished. It was when he came out of the bathroom all showered and shaved that Harvey moved quickly to where he was standing. Putting his hands on his shoulders and holding him for a minute, it looked like he was going to kiss him. Then suddenly bringing his knee up into Kyle’s groin, Harvey smashed into his nuts. Kyle’s face when white from the pain, but he didn’t struggle or pull away. Tears began streaming down his face and dropping his head in submission, Kyle just stood there. Harvey brought his knee up again, smashing into his balls. Still Kyle stood there his legs spread and head bowed in total submission. Harvey again rammed his knee into his balls. Only when Harvey backed away from Kyle did he slump to his knees in agony while cupping his balls. Not even questioning why, Kyle begged to be forgiven for what ever he had done to offend him. Harvey warned him again if he touched himself this would be just a sample of what we would do to him. Looking up as he sobbed in pain Kyle vowed he would be chaste and save himself only for us. Telling him to dress then and get out of our sight--we didn’t want to see his face until next Friday. Like a whipped puppy he began dressing. Sitting there watching him dress as he pulled on his uniform he looked the same as when he came in, but somehow when you looked into his eyes he was different. Now fully dressed, he slide to his knees and thanked us for letting him come. He was now truly a cockslut--and he was our cockslut! The door had just closed when I asked Harvey why we had to wait until Friday. Crawling into bed and pulling me into his arms Harvey just giggled saying Kyle had to learn absence as well as obedience, but before the month is out he would belong to us--mind and body. Lying in bed he snuggled and I said, “Let’s not be in too big a hurry to give our little cop up.” Laughing Harvey asked if I was tired of him. Sliding down his body and taking his cock into my mouth, I told him Kyle was wonderful but there was nothing like twin love. It had been a brutal night for both of us and we lay around sleeping for the rest of that weekend. It was almost a relief to slip back into the Monday morning work routine, but by Friday Harvey and I were both ready to party again with our boy. No sooner had we pulled into our parking space, than we spotted our cop waiting for us in his patrol car. Suddenly he was out and coming toward us before we’d even had a chance to get out of the car. From the way he was walking it was impossible not to see the huge bulge in his crotch, he looked like a wild animal in heat. Standing by the car, his head bowed in submission he waited silently for us to take him up stairs. Looking at him with this big wet spot of precum growing on his pants, he was panting like a dog in heat. Harvey looked up at him and smiled, telling him we would see that he got what he needed. No sooner were we in the door than Kyle, completely desperate for sex, began tearing off his clothes. Harvey, wanting to delay this moment as long as possible, began questioning him. Asking him if he had been faithful to us, and if he had touched himself. Kyle’s eyes had become glassy and his body began trembling and he dropped to his knees. He began dutifully swearing he had been faithful. Looking at him on his knees, his hard cock now oozing a steady stream of cum, I couldn’t resist pulling him to his feet, and dropping to my knees, I took his cock deep into my throat. No sooner had his cock slid into my mouth and I had begun working on his cock with my throat muscles, I could feel his balls churning. Unable to cum, he was in tears from the pain in his balls. It was only then that Harvey shoved his cock up Kyle’s ass, and then long ropes of Kyle’s cum were suddenly shooting down my throat. Harvey just kept fucking him and Kyle kept pumping me full of cum in an ever-ending stream. He was now the perfectly programmed sex machine. No sooner had Harvey pulled his cock from his ass he seemed to go dry. Pulling away from his cock my mouth still filled with cum, Harvey went down on him. As he buried his cock in his mouth he reached around and began shoving his fingers into Kyle’s ass. Kyle had become a cum dispenser pumping out streams of cum. Kyle, like Harvey had predicted, would never be a man again. We knew his body now belonged to us and now it was time to take control of his mind. Leading him into our bathroom, we then told him to wet himself down in shower. Harvey and I had long decided on how to crush the last few shreds of his manhood from him. Thinking he was going to be fucked, he eagerly began lathering up while we stripped. Sliding into the shower with him, Harvey began lathering up his body with shaving cream. When I began shaving his arms he looked down at us and Harvey told him if he wanted us to fuck him he had to be smooth like the cockslut he was. He was so dazed from his wild orgasm he just stood there like he was in a trance and said nothing, and we continued shaving his body. If he had any regrets they were soon gone as we led him into the bedroom. He had now reached the stage where he didn’t react--he only responded like a well-trained slave. All that night one of us would fuck him and the other one would milk him like a puppy sucking on a tit. We knew a few more weeks of this and any shred of resistance would be gone. He now obeyed our every command without question, without hesitation. As dawn approached we told him we were finished with him. Contritely bowing his head, he crawled out of bed he kneeled there waiting for us to use him. Once he had finished his duties as our toilet, he headed for the shower. Kyle now accepted the fact that his only duty now was to please us. It was when he was showering Harvey and I decided it was time to give him a key to the apartment. We simply couldn’t have him hanging around the parking lot like a bitch in heat waiting for us--after all we had our reputation to protect. Watching as he finished his shower, for a minute he seemed dazed when he looked down at his smooth hairless body. Looking over at him we reminded him he was a cock slave now and he had to have a smooth body if he wanted anyone to fuck him. He now understood fully who and what he was and bowing his head in submission responding, “Yes Masters.” It became routine for all of us now that every Friday he would be there naked and on his knees waiting for us when we arrived home. Always desperate to serve us, he would submit himself to any abuse verbal or physical. He had now long accepted wearing our slave collar and cock ring. Then one Friday he surprised us when he appeared already wearing nipple clamps. Our officer was moving to his acceptance of servitude must faster than we would have imagined he would. It was when he began wearing a dildo up his ass that we knew he had taken the final step--Kyle had now become the lowest type of bitch known to mankind. Kyle needed a master now to survive. It was now just a matter of time until everything was going to come together. His mind and body was now ours, so it was only a matter of time before we took physical possession of him. It was me that called the small notice in the paper to Harvey’s attention, Mrs. Mira Johansson was granted a divorce from the former police officer Kyle Johansson for incompatibility. Now our boy belonged to us free and clear. It came as no surprise when we arrived home that evening to find him there in the apartment naked waiting for us, his few belongings in boxes. He had no place to go now but to us. Harvey had said when the time was right he would surrender himself to us. Now that he was alone, shrugged off by his wife, and fired from his job he was ripe to harvest. Now that he belonged to us, we just couldn’t have him just running around, so I suggested to Harvey we get one of those large kennels. We could keep our boy safe and happy when we weren’t home. Thinking it a great idea we had it set up by that following Monday. Now Kyle was used to being around cells and imprisoned men. As he watched us assemble the kennel he seemed to realize this was where he would stay. No sooner was the thing erected than he crawled into it. We found we didn’t even need to close the cage door; Kyle would now only come out when he was called. He then learned to eat from a dish on the floor and to kneel at our chairs ready for our commands when we didn’t want or need him. His mind was a blank slate now and we were in the last stages of programming him. On the way home from work that Friday, Harvey was saying the last step would be to introduce him to other men. He was now ready to become the whore he was born to be. Agreeing as soon as we were home, we sent Kyle in to shower and shave his body clean because he was going to have a coming out party. That done I slipped into the kitchen to prepare food and Harvey began calling a few of our closest personal friends over for a little ‘balloon party’. (This is what Harvey always called his little gang bangs.) When Kyle came out from the bathroom, his body all freshly shaven and wearing his slave collar and tit clamps, our boy knew what was expected of him and he accepted it, no I would say he was eagerly looking forward to it. Kyle was now truly a cock slut. Looking at him kneeling by the door waiting, Harvey suggested I load the digital camera and we take pictures of the party and Kyle for William. Harvey had just gotten off the phone when the buzzer began ringing. Our guests were arriving. Asking Harvey how many people he had invited, he said just a few, but some of them had guests and he told them the more the merrier. Needless to say as they arrived, condoms in hand, when they saw Kyle kneeling there naked in servitude, the party was off to a running start. If there had been any doubt about Kyle’s training it was now gone. As the guests began stripping and fondling him, Kyle’s eyes grew large and hungry and his cock became a drooling tool. Harvey turned to me saying now our boy is beginning to blossom. Suddenly our guests were on him like animals rutting a bitch. I will say this for our boy, he preformed like a true bitch. There was no cock too small or too big--he wanted them all. How many times he was fucked, how many asses he ate out would always be a mystery. As the evening progressed Kyle began showing signs of developing into one fine sex slave. I can truly say thanks to Kyle, this was one of our most successfully parties, and Kyle was the hit of the evening. That night we three lay together and I was somehow sorry that we had promised William delivery on his slave that next weekend. Still, after sending him the pictures of Kyle he had asked for a few changes in his appearance. This last week with him was going to be a busy week for all of us. That next day Harvey and I we began making preparations for the last steps of Kyle’s transformation into what William wanted. We were both looking forward to showing off our prize that following weekend in Chicago. Comments to Nathan Harvey at: Harveynate@AOL.com