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Future Lord and Prisoner\'s Balls
Part 1

Future Lord and Prisoner�s Balls












# Day 1




Prisoner 102 knew that it was a privilege to be tortured by the Lord. That


bastard would make him tremendously suffer and milk every drop of cum from his


cock, but he would not damage his body. Only the most beautiful prisoners were


selected for his pleasure. The other were tortured by the guards and subdued to


any sort of injuries and horrible mutilations.




He knew, he had not to speak if not asked and did not make any resistance as he


was led naked by the guards in the middle of the torture hall. This was an ample


cylindrical hall with walls and ceiling covered with milky blue glass. At the


walls there were shelves full of torture devices, ropes, whips, canes, vices


etc. His magnificent body, smooth but well built, thanks to the forced training


of the last months, slightly tanned, stand alone in the middle of the hall. He


was looking at the floor and waiting.


He wiped his dark blond hair away from the forehead and freed his nice brown


eyes.


A ray of ultraviolet light let the bar code which was tattooed on his chest


become visible for a second, then blue laser lights began to scan his body for


about a minute. With a whispering sound the force field was activated. It felt


like a jolt of electricity and heat invading his body, he could not breathe for


a minute and his muscles were all trembling like in an epileptic attack. Then


the field relaxed and he could breathe again and everything was feeling again


normal.




The Lord came in.




-        Hello 102, let us get started




He looked at the boy�s muscular body, the long shaft of his flaccid penis


hanging on his low hanging generous ball sac. He caressed the chest and thighs


covered with soft dark blond hairs. Then kissed his neck and licked his


protruding NAME_2 apple, while his hands began fondling his balls. The prisoner


instinctively tried to retract, but could not. The force field was keeping him


immobile in position. He tried to move his arms, his muscles flexed, but he


could not move even a millimetre. The only thing he could move was his head.


The Lord moved in front of him:




-        As you may have understood, your body is controlled by the force field,


therefore we will not need an