0 comments/ 123836 views/ 11 favorites A Special Business Trip Ch. 01 By: Zenkci Synopsis: A 25 year old straight male is lead to believe the he is going on an out of country business trip with his 50 year old male manager who also is the CEO of the company they work at. Little does he know that his manager has different plans for their "business" trip. By the end of this trip this young guy will have been stripped of his clothes, his passport, his freedom and will be thrown into a world of sex slavery. Chapter 1 - Prologue: Mike Hernandez recently started a new job at Prima Technology Corporation as a systems help desk administrator; although he was quiet and shy, he was well liked by his co-workers. He also had the fortune of becoming the personal choice technician of the company's CEO, Theodore Wilson; or Ted as he preferred to be called. Ted insisted that only Mike support his technological needs, so it wasn't entirely a surprise when Ted asked Mike to travel with him on a two week business trip to Germany to provide IT support. Mike always wanted to travel the world but never had a chance, so he was very excited about the prospects of traveling to Germany with his boss. Mike had just turned 25 years old; he was of Latino/Italian decent; he had medium-tan complexion which was the envy of many people, he was shorter then average at 5'4 tall. He wasn't very muscular, and he was also very skinny. One thing he did pride himself on was his flexibility; he started taking yoga classes a few years ago and his instructors were amazed by how well he could stretch and bend. Mike had few obligations at home. He was currently single. His ex-girlfriend of seven years left him for another women; she had been cheating on him for almost two years. Although people would describe him as friendly, he wasn't very adept at making friends; in fact he didn't have any friends at all. Mike had no living relatives, no pets, he didn't even own a plant. His life was quiet and simple, just the way he liked it. Chapter 1: Early morning delight. Mike woke up a few hours before his fight, it was still early and the sun had not risen yet. He had already packed his bags the previous night, all that was left was to eat breakfast, take a shower and catch the cab to the airport. Mike was feeling a little tense; he had never been on a plane before and he was also worried about what he would talk about with his boss during the flight. A hot shower was just the thing to ease his tension. Taking a shower was Mike's favorite part of the day; he loved taking very hot and long showers; even during the summer. It drove his girlfriend insane, but he was single now and could do what he wanted. Mike stripped down naked in his bedroom and went to the bathroom mirror to look himself over. Mike thought he was weird because he liked to look himself in the mirror nude; he didn't understand why, but it kind of turned him on. Mike didn't have any body hair, he kept his legs, arms and underarms shaved because he thought it looked better when doing yoga. Mike also kept his pubic hair very short because it made his package look larger. He turned his backside to the mirror and thought to himself that he had a very nice ass, very firm and defined, he gave himself a small slap on his behind. Having been satisfied with his appearance in the mirror, Mike started the water and waited until the room filled with steam before he stepped into the shower. Mike's favorite position in the shower was with his back towards the shower head allowing the water to stream down his back while he closed his eyes. Mike washed himself in all the usual places; however when he came to his ass he decided to separate his butt cheeks and allow a stream of hot water to tickle his anus. Doing this always made him horny and he figured that a quick jack-off wouldn't hurt. The stream of water hitting his anus sent a tingling sensation from his tailbone all the way up his spine. Mike could feel himself getting erect as his spread his anus larger allowing the water to go in deeper, he hadn't done this in a long time and the sensation made him stand on his toes in pleasure. The water trickled up his anus and he slowly gave himself an anal massage allowing the tip of his finger to go deeper each time he circled around. As he continued to massage himself, he could feel is scrotum throbbing and the shaft of his penis growing longer and harder. Mike's anus was now accepting the entire tip of his finger and he was pushing deeper and deeper until he had his entire index finger in his ass. Mike took deep breaths as he slowly moved his finger back and forth, he continued to finger himself for several minutes until his dick demanded attention. He quickly pulled his finger out letting out a quiet squeal as he pulled out. Mike put his left arm on the wall to support himself and moved his right hand to grab a hold of his already erect penis; he began to stroke slowly back and forth swaying gently with the motion, he then opened his eyes and looked down to watch himself stroking and he started to thrust himself harder against his hand. He kept thrusting harder and faster nearly losing his balance, he closed his eyes, he could feel it coming, but he held it in, his entire body was shaking as he continued to stroke. He bit his lip and held his breath, he closed his eyes and denied himself what he so desperately wanted. He was now thrusting his entire lower body, he was ready to cum and he finally allowed himself to release, Mike moaned loud; much louder then he expected, his body jerked uncontrollably in ecstasy and he felt his load shoot out across the shower. After it was over he kneeled down in the shower, the water still spraying on his head, he closed his eyes and took long deep breaths, his penis was still sensitive and he could feel water dripping off the tip of his penis. Mike took a few more minutes to compose himself, and finished his shower. After drying up he threw himself onto his bed laying face up spreading his legs and arms out as wide as he could. He felt the cold air run across his sensitive penis, the air felt great against his naked body, his eyes were closing, he was drifting off to sleep, but just as he was about to fall asleep, he turned over and saw the clock and realized he was going to be late for his flight. A Special Business Trip Ch. 02 Synopsis: A 25 year old straight male is lead to believe the he is going on an out of country business trip with his 50 year old male manager who also is the CEO of the company they work at. Little does he know that his manager has different plans for their "business" trip. By the end of this trip this young guy will have been stripped of his clothes, his passport, his freedom and will be thrown into a world of sex slavery. Note From Author: Dear reader, this chapter is mostly a setup for the following chapters to come; it provides some back story and lays the foundation for the basic plot. If you are interested in the storyline, then please proceed. But if you are looking for something steamy, you may want too skip to chapter 3. Chapter 2 - Prologue: Mike Hernandez is scheduled to go on a two week business trip to Germany with Ted Wilson who is the CEO of the company he works at. Mike had everything planned and he woke up early so he would have enough time to get to the airport; however vanity keep him occupied in a mirror for a little to long, he become horny and pleasured himself in the shower and lost track of time and then he almost fell asleep on the bed after recovering from his shower experience. Mike had no time to waste, he had to scoff his breakfast down as fast as he could, hail and get to the airport. Chapter 2: Just the two of us. Mike arrived at the airport, checked in his bags, made it through security and found his terminal with twenty minutes to spare; he was relieved that he made it on time. Mike saw his boss, Ted Wilson waiting for him near the terminal front desk. "Mr. Wilson, over here!" Miked yelled, and waved. Ted (Theodore) Wilson was a hansom man by anyone's standard. He was very tall at 6'1, he was slender and muscular. Ted had silver-black hair, he was clean shaven and kept his hair short. Ted was in his early 50's but could have easily passed for being his his 40's. "Ah, there you are Mike!" Ted said. "And how many times do I have to tell you, please call me Ted." Mike quickly walked over to Ted, still panting from his hike to the terminal. "Yes Sir... SORRY, I mean Ted." Mike said. Ted looked Mike up an down examining him. "I was beginning to think I was being stood up." "Nnn-no not at all, I was just-- rather I lost track of time is all, and I ..." Explained Mike with a hint of panic in his voice. Ted smiling and laughing and interpreted Mike. "Relax, I am just teasing you. Anyway they will be boarding first class any minute now. Have you ever flown first class Mike?" "I've never even been on a plane before, this is all new to me." Mike explained, relieved that the topic had changed. "Well, you're in for quite a treat. First class is the only way to fly." Ted gave another laugh then padded Mike on the shoulder. It was just then that Mike realized that something, or rather someone was missing. "Sir--- Ted, if you don't mind me asking, where is your personal assistant? Doesn't she always come with you on business trips?" Ted's smile slightly diminished. "Oh, Julie... yes, she'll--- be joining us on a later flight. No need to worry about that now." Mike shrugged this statement off not giving it much more thought; however it did lead to his next question that he had been wanting to ask since he as told he was coming along. "Ted, if you don't mind me asking another question?" Mike asked. "Go for it." Ted replied, although not completely paying attention. "Well, I was just wondering why you are bringing me along? Do you really think you'll need that much technology support?" Mike questioned. Ted was no longer smiling; but he wasn't upset either, he had a look of confidence on his face. "Don't worry Mike, I have big plans for you. Trust me when I say that you will be playing a vital role. But let's not talk business right now, they're about to allow us to board." No sooner when Ted said this, the flight attendant announced that they'd be allowing the first class passengers to board. The two easily found their seats. Mike's fear of conversational topics was relieved as Ted spent the majority of the time telling Mike about his adventures and trips around the world. Ted had visited twelve counties; he lived in four of them and spoke fluent English, German, French and Spanish. He was an avid outdoors person who loved to camp, hunt, and go on long hikes. Ted married once in is youth, but had no children and divorced shorlty after the marriage because his career didn't allow him the time to have start a family. Their eight hour flight went by surprisingly fast, an on-flight movie compensated for lulls in conversation and Mike drifted in and out of sleep. Mike was grateful to set his feet on the ground when they arrived. Ted explained that he had a limousine waiting to take them to his personal villa and that their luggage would be delivered to the villa shortly after. The drive to the villa was rather long, they left the city limits, passed through a smaller down and drove by a small village. Ted's villa was a few miles further, it was on a cliff with an overview of the valley and village below. The driver dropped off the two at the front door of the villa and left. Ted unlocked the door and gestured for Mike to walk in first. "Mike, before you go any further I'm going to ask you to take your shoes and socks off." Ted stated. Mike completely understood the request to take off his shoes but thought the second part of Ted's request was a bit odd. "My socks too?" Mike asked in a confused tone. Ted smiled and said, "Mike, these carpets cost a quarter of a million dollars. Trust me, you are going to want experience the feel of them on the bottom of your feet." Mike obeyed and took his socks off and stuffed them in his shoes and set them to the side. He stepped off the tile of the front entrance onto Ted's carpet. Mike thought to himself, that Ted was right. The carpet was fluffy and soft the fibers of the carpet seemed to engulf his feet and he felt like he was walking on clouds. For a brief moment he pictures himself laying completely naked and spread out on the carpet, but he quickly pushed that image out of his head when Ted asked him a question. "So what to you think, it feels great on your feet?" "--yeah, Yeah! It feels really nice." Mike replied with a nervous laugh. Mike noticed that Ted did not take his shoes or socks off, but figured it was his home and he was used to it. "Shall I give your the tour?" Asked Ted, "Please do." Mike replied. Ted lead Mike around the home and showed him the kitchen, living room, dining room, entertainment room. The home had an indoor and outdoor swimming pool, outdoor hot tubs that connected to each bedroom indoors. He had a tennis court and further out had a field running track. Ted showed Mike the bedrooms first, each "small" bedroom was at least twice the size of Mike's master bedroom in his apartment. Every bedroom had the most amazing shower Mike had ever seen. It had omnidirectional heads that could spray water in every direction, you could even program different sections with different water temperatures and pressure, it even had detachable heads with jet streams. Mike thought to himself that those heads could come in handy. After the tour of the house, Mike noticed that Ted didn't show im one of the rooms, it had a padlock on the top of the door and a keyed doorknob. "What's in the room with the lock?" Mike asked. Ted turned to look at Mike, he had an odd smile that Mike couldn't make out. "Oh, it's just full of furniture that doesn't match the rest of the decor. Nothing important to see there." Mike felt that perhaps his question was too nosy, but before he could apologize, Ted put his hand on Mike's back and gently nudge him along and the two living room. It was approaching 1AM in the morning; they both ate dinner on the plane and were ready for sleep. "Hey Ted... Our luggage hasn't arrived yet?" Mike asked. Ted didn't seem to surprised or concerned. "Ah, yes. No need to worry, it should arrive tomorrow. I have some old clothes you can wear in the meantime." Ted left Mike and then returned a few minutes later with a robe, and old pair of grey sweatpants. "By the way Mike, you really should give me your passport and wallet." Ted started to explain. "I'll be honest, you look like a tourist, and the last thing we need is someone pickpocketing you when we go to town. I'll keep them protected in the house vault" Ted finished. "Oh, okay! Thanks Ted!" Mike smiled, he was grateful that Ted was looking out for him. He pulled his wallet and passport from his back pocket and handed them to Ted. "Well, then. Perhaps we should head to bed. You are welcome to choose any bedroom you wsih." Ted explained. "Good night, Mike." Ted headed off towards his bedroom. Mike selected the room closet to him; he slipped his clothes off, including his underwear because he didn't like wearing underwear when sleeping. He put the sweats on that Ted had given him, but the waist was large and slipping off as he walked. He gave them a quick tug then slid into bed and instantly went to sleep the second his head hit the pillow. Mike awoke the next morning to the wonderful smell of bacon and eggs. He slid out of bed and he had forgotten how soft the carpets felt when his feet touched the ground. Half asleep he made his way to the kitchen where he saw Ted cooking up a storm. "Good morning, Mike! Are you a fan on of bacon?" Ted said loudly and excitedly. "Muuarumm be--con.. mm.. yea-ahh" Mike mumbled in the middle of a yawn. "Wonderful, please take a seat." Ted replied cheerfully. Miked moved toward the kitchen table to sit down, but before he took a seat he took one last long stretch putting his arms up in the air as high as he could, he held the stretch to allow his back to loosen up. Then Mike realized that he felt a cold breeze. It took a few seconds for him to realize the horror of what just happened. His sweats had fallen down to the ground, and to make matters worst he had morning wood and his number one buddy was pointing directly at Ted. It took him a few more seconds to react before he scrambled down to pull up his pants. Mike's face was beet red, he didn't want to make eye contact with Ted. Ted started to chuckle. "Don't be embarrassed Mike, you're well endowed. And besides it was my fault for giving you sweats that were too big." Mike couldn't speak a coherent sentence, rather then trying he sat down and ate the breakfast that would put in front of him in silence. Mike didn't say a word while they ate, and kept quiet while he helped to wash dishes. He noticed that Ted kept looking at him and smiling, but neither said anything until all the dishes were clean. Ted broke the silence and said, "I am going for a Hike today, Mike. I want you to come with me. "Err.. Well, I don't have any hiking clothes to wear." Mike replied. "Don't worry, I do have outdoor clothes that will fit you just fine." assured Ted. "Okay.. speaking of clothes. Any idea when our luggage will arrive?" questioned Mike. Sounding a little annoyed, Ted replied, "It will arrive when it arrives..." "Oh.. sorry." Mike said timidly. "Well.... What about Julie? When is she arriving?" Ted replied short and sternly, "Mike, I will take care of all business needs when they are needed to be addressed, for now don't concern yourself with it." Ted's voice returned to normal. "Now, we need to get going if we're going to get to our destination by nightfall. No times for showers, I left some clothes for you in the bathroom. Hurry up and change and I'll meet you outside. The car should arrive any minute now." Mike choose not to press the matter further, he returned to the bathroom and put on the clothes Ted provided. True enough to his word the shorts fit just fine and the shirt was a little tight, but otherwise worked out. He even saw a pair of hiking boots that were just his foot size. Mike thought it was a weird coincidence that Ted happened to have clothes and shoes his size; however he didn't want to anger Ted anymore then he already had so he decided not to ask. Mike came outside and saw that Ted was waiting for him inside the same limousine that dropped them off the previous night. He got in and they headed off. They drove for another hour or so and the road evently became a two line dirt road. Mike imagined that there weren't any people or villages around for hours in any direction. Ted got out of the limo and retrieved a large backpack from the front passenger seat, he whispered something that Mike could not make out to the driver and the drive left them on their own. "How are we going to get back?" Mike asked as he watched the limo drive away. "We're going to meet some friends half way up the trail, they'll give us a lift home." Ted reassured. As the two headed onto the hiking trail Mike took a deep breath, closed his eyes and thought to himself, "It's nice to be outside, the air smells sweet. My boss has a personal interest in me and whats to share his hobby with me. He's right, there's plenty of time for business. Today is for fun." Mike didn't understand why he was being so uptight earlier, but it didn't matter. The outdoors reset him, and he felt great. "This is going to be a wonderful day." Mike said out loud and turned to smile at Ted. Ted turned to Mike and smiled. "Indeed it is Mike, Indeed it is ... ". A Special Business Trip Ch. 03 Synopsis: A 25 year old straight male is lead to believe the he is going on an out of country business trip with his 50 year old male manager who also is the CEO of the company they work at. Little does he know that his manager has different plans for their "business" trip. By the end of this trip this young guy will have been stripped of his clothes, his passport, his freedom and will be thrown into a world of sex slavery. Chapter 3 - Prologue: Mike Hernandez and his boss Ted Wilson arrive safely in Germany for business. Ted owns a very large villa, far away from any major city. They will be staying their during their trip. So far the trip has not gone as Mike expected. For one thing, Ted's personal assistant wasn't with them on the flight, Ted said she would be joining them later. The airport appears to have lost their luggage. Every time Mike asks a business related question Ted becomes annoyed and seems to be more interested in leisure then business. Ted has also exhibited a few odd behaviors that confused Mike mildly. And the morning after their flight, Mike had perhaps one of the most embarrassing moments of his life. While he was stretching his arms his sweat pants fell down, he was not wearing underwear and was standing right in front of Ted when it happened. Despite the bad start to this trip, Mike decided to live in the moment. The two of them are going for a very nice and long hike. They have plans on meeting some of Ted's friend half way up the trail. Mike feels honored that Ted wants to share his hobby and introduce his friends. Mike realized that he doesn't need to worry about the business details, they will work themselves out. It was a nice day, and he was enjoying the great outdoors. Today was going to be a prefect day, nothing could go wrong for Mike. Chapter 3: Promotion Mike and Ted had been hiking for nearly two hours without rest. Mike was completely covered in sweat from head to toe and he was breathing really hard; however Ted wasn't sweating at all and was breathing as calm as he did when he first woke up. Although Mike didn't work out, he did go to regular yoga classes. He was disappointed with himself that this hike was taking so much out of him. Ted repeatedly offered to stop to allow Mike to rest, but Mike turned him down each time not wanting to look weak. It was to Mike's great relief when Ted came to a stop. Ted appeared to be inspecting what looked like an older trail that was over grown with grass. Ted turned to Mike, "Come, this way Mike. There's something I want you to see down here." Mike followed Ted's lead and followed along the overgrown path. The trees provided far more shade then the open path, the ground was softer and reduced the impact on his feet. He followed Ted at least 15 minutes until they came across an opening in the trees. In the center of the opening was a cave that lead into the foot of the mountains. "Mike, go inside the cave. I can't explain it; you have to see it for yourself." Ted smiled as he tried to convince Mike to go in. Mike shrugged his shoulders and walked ahead of Ted and entered the cave. Other then being unusually clean for a cave, Mike didn't see anything that he would consider interesting. He walked further in, opened his eyes as wide as he could and scanned the entire cave. He definitely didn't see anything. "What am I missing?" Mike said while turning back towards the entrance. Mike saw Ted standing at the entrance of the cave, the shadows of the cave covered of his face, but Mike could see his eyes and his smile. The expression was sinister. "Nothing." Ted replied quietly. "Nothing? I don't understand?" Mike replied as he walked towards Ted expecting him to move out of the way. Ted didn't move, in fact he put his hand on Mike's chest and pushed him backwards. Mike stumbled backwards but managed to keep his balance. "Ted, wha--what are you doing? Let me out." "No." Ted eyes were looking more dangerous. "Ted... this isn't funny, let me out!!" Mike demanded. "Silence, Slave!" Ted commanded. "Sla--what the fuck are you talking about?!" Mike yelled has he tried to force his way out. Ted pushed Mike back again; this time he couldn't keep is balance and fell backwards on his ass. Mike opened his mouth to say something; but he could not think of anything to say. He looked pleadingly at Ted trying to understand what was happening. "Strip, Slave!" Ted ordered. Mike got back on his feet and he looked at Ted; he didn't believe what he just heard. Ted yelled, "Take your fucking clothes off, Slave!! If you want out of this cave you will do as I order!" Mike suddenly realized what was going on and started to laugh very hard. "Hahha-- Ted, that was great. You really had me going for a minute.. geez don't scare me like that!" Relieved that he finally got the joke, Mike tried once again pass Ted, fully expecting that he'd move out of the way. But when Ted did not move, Mike stopped laughing. "Ted... I am serious now, let me out." In an instant Ted grabbed Mike by the collar of his shirt pulling down as hard as he could ripping the shirt and shoving Mike to the ground. Anger boiled in Mike's body, he got up and ran towards Ted as hard and as fast as he could, but the last thing he saw was Ted's fist heading straight toward his face. He opened his eyes, he was laying on the ground, his face hurt, he was seeing double vision. Fore a brief second he didn't know where he was at, then his vision came into focus and he saw Ted standing above him looking down. Mike didn't attempt to stand up. "Wh--why are you doing this to me, Ted... what gives?" Mike asked. Ted squatted on the ground next to Mike. "It's simple really. I've had my eyes on you the first day you started working at my company. There were far more experienced people we could have hired, but I wanted you." Ted explained. "Do you honeslty think the CEO of the company would choose some new hire to support is needs? I wanted you so bad, I knew I had to build your confidence first to get you to come with me. And I always get what I want." Mike looked at Ted and was bewildered by this revelation. "I.. you.. I mean... you--- set this up?" Mike managed to mumble out. "Ted.. I am not gay, I have no interests in you... you need to let me go, now..." Ted looked at Mike and shook his head. "Mikey Mikey Mikey, I don't care if you are not gay. Did you not hear me? I ALWAYS get what I want. I went through a lot of trouble to get you here, the fake business trip, the letter of resignation in your name that I sent to our office the day we left, having your possession in your apartment moved into storage, your apartment lease canceled." Reality as Mike knew it was falling apart; he did not want to believe what Ted was saying was true. But Ted was rich, and if he really wanted something, would he really go this far? Ted continued on. "You know, you made it a lot easier by just handing me your passport and wallet. I thought I'd have to steal them while you slept". Mike paused then smiled. "Mike, you have a choice. You can do as I order you to do, and you might acutally find yourself enjoying the experience. Or you can fight it, either way; I will use you for my own pleasure. If you fight, it will hurt A-LOT. Even if you don't fight, it will still hurt, but not nearly as much." Mike closed his eyes, he was scared, his body was shaking his face still hurt from Ted punching him. He felt dizzy and wanted to throw up. Ted put is hands on Mike's lower leg. "The nearest major city is hours away, you don't speak German, you don't have a passport, your identity back home has been almost erased. You have no friends, no family to miss you back home, they think you quit at work.... Mike, I know you. Perhaps better then you know yourself. You are not a fighter, you will submit to me." Mike's lips trembled, his breathing calmed down but his brain was still racing. He knew Ted was right, that he had no escape; he knew Ted would not take no for an answer; and he know that he would not fight, he had no choice but to submit. If anything he could try to buy time, gain Ted's trust and then run away at his first chance. "Mike, will you submit to me...?" Ted said softly. "i...will..." Mike whispered in a timid, defeated voice. Ted stood up and looked down upon Mike, his voice returned to a power tone. "Slave, take off your clothes!" Mike stumbled to get back up on his feet, he kept is head down and his eyes on the ground. He pulled of the remains of his ripped shirt, he kicked his right shoe off followed by his left, he sighed as he pulled down his pants. He stopped and kept his head down, hoping that this would count as taking his clothes off. Ted scolded, "Slave, are you stupid. I said take all your clothes off. Lose the boxer and socks!" Without a word, Ted bent down and pulled off his socks and he felt the coldness of the stone beneath his feet. He put his hands on his waist and swallowed air. He closed his eyes and pulled down his boxer and let them fall to his feet. Mike then pulled his left foot out, and then his right. He moved his underwear to the side with his foot. Mike felt completely exposed, he felt the breeze blow through the middle of his legs and against is crotch. He felt the hard cold stone under his feet. He could feel Ted's eyes staring him down. "Open your eyes and look at me, Slave!" Ted ordered. Mike obeyed, again without speaking. "Now, there are some rules you should understand." Ted continued. "First, you will always call me master. If I give you an order, I expect you to reply back [Yes Master]. If say anything else, you must either start or end your sentience with Master. Do you understand?" "...Yes Master." Mike replied. Ted was impressed that Mike learned so quickly. "Good, good boy. Training you may be easier then I thought." "Now, next. When I give you an order. I expect you to follow it, without hesitation, without resistance and without question. Do you understand, Slave?" Mike nodded his head. "Yes Master." Ted laughed with joy. "You really are natural at this. It's as if you were born to be a slave. Now, if you disobey me, which I really hope you do not. I will have to punish you. Punishment will be painful, I guarantee that it will make you cry. I don't want to have to punish you, so don't make me. Do you understand, Slave?" Tears dropped down Mike's face as he silently cried. "Yes Master, I understand." "Well then, all that is left is to put on your collars and cuffs then lock you up!" Ted said excitedly as he pulled off his backpack. Ted pulled out four leather cuffs, five small padlocks, a neck collar. "Slave, extend your arms!" Commanded Ted. Mike looked at the cuffs and hesitated; he did not imagine he'd be chained up. Ted yelled, "SLAVE! What did I tell you about hesitation!!?" Mike jumped slightly but obeyed and extended his arms. Ted put the cuffs on is arms and locked them tight. The padlocks prevented Mike from taking them off. Ted proceeded to kneel down and put the same style cuffs on Mike's ankles and also locked them into place. Ted came back up and had the collar in his hand, the collar had a small black box connected to it. "Slave, you may be wondering what is on the collar. This little box is a GPS tracking unit. I can find you no matter where you go in the world." Ted explained as he fitted the collar firmly around Mike's neck and locking it into place. With the last click of the padlock on his neck, Mike knew he was defeated and had no chance of getting away. Ted then grabbed Mike by the arms, pulled them behind Mike's back and locked the cuffs together. His arms were bound together tight so that he could barely move them. Ted then turned Mike back around to face him. Ted bent down and pulled a leash out of the backpack and connected the leash to the collar and locked it in place. Using the leash, Ted pulled Mike so they were face to face. "Slave, I now own you. I own your body, I own your mind, I own your existence. Your sole purpose in life is to obey my orders. You own nothing, you are nothing. You are a dirty slave who is not worthy of my attention. You will spend every moment of your life trying to prove yourself to me." "Yes Master..." whimpered Mike. "Very good. We still have a half-hour hike to meet up with my friends. They're going to help me train you." Ted explained. Ted let the leash slack and started walking way from the cave leading Mike along. Mike not accustomed to beign lead by a leash had trouble following. Mike turned his head back as they exited the cave and looked at the clothes on the ground they were leaving behind. He wondered if he'd ever wear clothes again, he wondered if he would even be alive a few days from now. "Slave, you were right about one thing. Today IS a wonderful day! Don''t you agree?" Ted asked. Mike nodded his head and said, "Yes Master." he was starting to feel like a broken record. A Special Business Trip Ch. 04 Special Business Trip: Synopsis: A 25 year old straight male is lead to believe the he is going on an out of country business trip with his 50 year old male manager who also is the CEO of the company they work at. Little does he know that his manager has different plans for their "business" trip. By the end of this trip this young guy will have been stripped of his clothes, his passport, his freedom and will be thrown into a world of sex slavery. Chapter 4 - Prologue: Betrayed and setup, Mike Hernandez has found himself captured and bound by his new Master, Ted Wilson. Ted has systematically erased Mike's identity at home. From the first day Ted saw Mike he wanted him. He used his money and power to trick Mike into traveling with him. Mike had no choice but to submit to Ted's will if he ever hopes to taste freedom again. After Ted forced Mike to strip naked, he cuffed his hands and feet together and tagged him with a GPS to keep track of him. The two are now continuing their hike to meet up with Ted's friends. Mike will have a lot to learn about being a slave boy. Chapter 4: Training Day The two men returned to the main hiking trail, Ted was leading Mike along with his leash. Mike was finding it difficult to walk, the cuffs on his legs restricted his movement to only a foot in either direction, his arms were bound behind his back making it hard for him to balance and his bare feet were sensitive to the cold dirt and gravel beneath him. Every so often Ted had to given an extra tug on the leash, as Mike was falling behind trying to avoid stepping on stones and twigs. Mike could feel his balls swinging freely in the air as he continued to walk down the path; even though he was completely naked he was sweating from their vigorous pace. He kept looking around in every direction wondering if any other people would come across them. He wondered what they would say or think, would they help him if he asked? He remembered watching a pornography in which a women was bound much like him, she was being led by a Dominatrix down a busy street. People stopped, pointed fingers and took pictures, but nobody asked if she needed helped. They just assumed that they were making a porn movie. He imagined people might think the same about them; and he thought to himself that he had an idea about how the slave in the movie felt. Forty five minutes later their path came to a split; a sign indicated camp grounds to the left and the trail continued to the right. Mike was momentarily relieved when Ted choose the left path. Ted came to a stop and took his backpack off without saying a word, he reached into the bag and pulled out a red ball-gag with leather straps and a padlock. "Open your mouth, Slave.! Open it wide." As much as Mike wanted to resist he feared the consequences of what would happen if he didn't obey, so he opened his mouth as wide as he could. He felt the rubber ball insert into his mouth forcing it open wider, his tongue was forced down and he could taste rubber in his mouth. Ted tightened the straps and locked them into place, he picked up his bag and the leash and with a strong tug of the leash he started to walk. Mike attempted to adjust his mouth to make the gag more comfortable but it only slipped deeper into his mouth. As the two continued along their path Mike could see various tents and camp fires; he saw what he dreaded most, other people. A man and his wife turned to watch as the men walked by, Mike heard the women giggle. Another man noticed; he glanced casually at them then did a double take but he appeared to be offended by their presence and turned away. Mike saw yet another man with a camera taking pictures of them. They eventually came up upon a very large tent. Two men came out of the tent. The first was man in his 40's, he had short brown hair in a military cut style. He was wearing black boots, tan pants and a white tank. He was very built and looked very strong. He had a leash in his hand that was connected to the other guy. The other guy was young, he appeared to be in his early 20's. He was very pale white, very tall and slim. He was wearing a pink extra-short skirt with a matching pink halter top that exposed his stomach and he was wearing pink high heels. He wore a black shoulder length wig and had makeup up, his finger and toe nails were also painted pink. His neck collar had the words slut written on it. The older man said something to the young guy in German, the young guy replied back in German then kneeled to the ground and lowered his head. "Ah, there you are Ted! I was beginning to think you weren't coming!" said he older man. Ted smiled and shook hands with the older man. "It's good to see you Jim. I am sorry I am late, my new slave was slowing me down." Jim nodded and approached Mike. "Spread your legs, Slave." Jim ordered. Mike obeyed and opened his legs as much as the cuffs on his ankles would allow. Jim grabbed Mike by his scrotum and squeezed hard. Mike screamed, but the noise was muffled by his gag. Mike stood on his toes and closed his eyes and wiggled in discomfort. Showing no sign of letting go; Jim turned to Ted, "You of course remember my little German slut?" Jim asked. Ted laughed. "Yes, of course." Ted turned to the slave, "Goedendag, Otto. Wie geht es Ihnen?" Ted said in German. "Ich bin guter Herr, ich danke Ihnen." Otto replied. "Ich mag dein neues Kleid." Ted contiuned speaking to Otto. Otto smiled and said, "Vielen Dank Meister Ted, mein Meister Jim es für mich zu wählen." Mike had no idea what the two were saying, but he managed to guess that the other slave's name was Otto. Jim continued to hold on tight to Mike's balls; his hands were so large that Mike's balls fit completely in his palm. Mike was still squirming in discomfort, but Jim only squeezed tighter. "This slut is trying to escape my grip, Ted...". Jim said disapprovingly. "He hasn't been trained yet. Let's take him inside and give him an introductory lesson." Ted replied The four men headed inside the tent. The tent was large enough for them to stand, it had four rooms. The main room of the tent was completely empty. The other three rooms were zipped shut and Mike could not see inside of them. As the walked into the main room, Otto got on the floor and walked on his hands and knees to the back of the tent were he sat on his knees. Mike stood in the center of the tent; he's mouth was sore from the ball-gag, his balls were still throbbing, his heart was beating. Not knowing were to look he turned his head the the floor and kept his eyes down. Jim and Ted stood between Mike. As Jim circled Mike he grabbed Mike's ass with his left hand and then with his right hand he gave Mike a swift slap "This slut has one mighty fine plump ass. Is it virgin?" asked Jim as Mike jumped to the reaction of being slapped on the ass. "Indeed it is. Do you want the honors?" Ted offered. "Surely you want pop this virgin ass first, Ted...?" Jim asked. "I know you're an ass man, besides I'd rather have my cum the first he ever tastes. Popping his ass will be a great way to break him in. Please, I insist, take him." Ted offered again. "Thank you Ted. I like my slaves restrained, let me get some equipment." Jim said heading towards a smaller room in the tent. He returned with black metallic leg separator, Ted unlocked Mike's leg cuffs and Jim forced Mike's legs apart and then put on the separator, Ted then forced Mike to bend over and held is back down. Mike's arms will still locked behind is back, and his legs were now forced open. Mike was not able to move at all, his head was forced down so he could see his own feet and Jim's legs behind him, he then saw Jim's pants fall down to his ankles. "You should probably go easy on his for his first time and lube him up, Jim" Ted suggested. "I suppose your right, we don't want to break him on his first usage now." Jim said in sadistic tone. Ted reached into his pocket and threw Jim a small bottle of lubricant. Jim squeezed a small amount of lubricant on his index finger and then slowly began to finger Mike's ass hole, Jim was being gentle circling his finger along the rim allowing his finger to go in deeper with each swirl. Mike was having a hard time focusing, and he started to try to squeeze Jim's finger out. Jim angrily slapped Mike on the ass with his free hand. Had Mike not been held in place by Ted he would have fallen. Mike let out another muffled scream. Jim scolded Mike. "You will accept my finger bitch!" Mike concentrated really hard and allowed his ass to loosen up. Jim began to stroke his finger in and out this time forcing his finger as deep as he could. Once Mike's ass was accepting the entire length of his finger, he then started to slide another finger inside. Mike moaned and his body shook. He never felt his ass stretched that much; however he allowed the second finger to insert competently in without resistance. The sensation was confusing for Mike. It actually felt good, just like when he would finger himself. But the humiliation of being being used like an object by another man made him feel ashamed. Mike could feel his balls twitching each time Jim's fingers went deep inside of him. Satisfied that Mike's ass was lubricated and properly prepared he pulled his fingers out and extended his arm. "Slut, get over here and clean my finger" Jim ordered Otto. Otto crawled on all fours to the three men. Jim lowered his hands to Otto's mouth and Otto took his finger and sucked one at a time. "Good, go back to the corner." Jim ordered as he pulled his finger out of Otto's mouth and put both is hands on Mike's hips. Jim then positioned his cock and aimed for Mike's ass hole. Jim did not hold back and thrust himself with full force into Mike's ass. The muffled scream Mike gave out was the loudest yet. He bit down hard on the gag and his eyes rolled behind his head as he struggled to get away. But Ted's and Jim's hold was too strong and Mike could not get away. The two men chuckled at Mike's feeble attempt to escape. Tears were falling from Mike's face and he was screaming so much that saliva was dripping off his mouth from the gag. Mike closed his eyes; he was trying to mentally escape; but with each forceful thrust Jim gave brought Mike back to reality. Mike's rim was stretched far beyond what he ever experienced; Jim's dick felt so long that it seemed like an eternity to fully insert. With each thrust Mike's balls tinkled and twitched and the shaft began to grow erect. Jim was ridding Mike so hard that they were making a slapping noise as the made contact, he could also hear the squishy noises that their juices mixing together. Mike felt Jim's massive cock penetrate deeper and deeper sending tickling sensations across Mike's spine. Jim was grunting loud. Mike was moaning and crying at the same time, his entire body covered in sweat, he become fully erect and his penis was throbbing. Otto noticed and pointed this out to his master. Jim grunted and laughed at the same time, "How about that, it looks like this little slut likes being fucked, Ted!" At the same time Jim released his load into Mike's ass. Jim's thrusting became slower as he jerked in and out a few more times before finally pulling out. Mike's legs were shaking with fatigue, he could barely stand. Ted lowered Mike to the ground face first. Mike could fell Jim's warm cum leaking between his legs and onto his still stiff cock. "Sklavenjunge Otto!" [Slave Boy Otto!] Jim commanded. "Ich will dich zu lecken Sklavenjunge Mike's ass sauber und saugen meine cum!" [I want you to lick Slave boy Mike's ass clean and suck up my cum!] Otto looked up towards his master with admiration and smiled. "Ja Herr, Vielen Dank!" [Yes Master, Thank you!] replied Otto. Mike didn't have long to imagine what the two were saying as Otto climbed over on all fours and positioned his face into Mike's ass. The second Otto's tongue touched the rim of Mike's ass hole Mike began to laugh. The sensation tickled like nothing ever before. Otto kept probing the rim rapidly only allowing his tongue to barely enter, then he'd stroke across Mike's entire crack then return to the rim and circle it in a clock wise pattern. Mike was wiggling and laughing and moving uncontrollably, the ball gag was muffling his laugh and causing him to slobber. Otto's tongue was relentless and showed no signs of mercy as he continued to lick. Mike felt Otto spread his butt checks further apart as he planted his face deep down. Otto's tongue then slipped deep inside Mike's ass and began to slurp. Mike was breathing very hard he felt dizzy and wanted to pass out, this tickle torture was the worst thing in the world. Otto finished cleaning Mike free of all cum, and looked towards his master and wiped his mouth. "Ich bin Herr getan, war Ihr cum sehr schmackhaft. Danke." [I am done master, your cum was very tasty. Thank you.] Otto said as he smiled and blushed. "Gute Sklave, jetzt komm her und saugen meinen Schwanz sauber!" [Good slave, now come over here and suck my cock clean!]. Jim commanded to Otto. Otto crawled over to Jim on all fours. Mike glanced over and noticed that Otto was not wearing underwear under his skirt. He also noticed that Otto was completely shaving. Otto came up face level to Jim's crotch, he had a very large smile has be took his penis into his mouth and cleaned away the reaming cum. Otto was enjoying himself and moaning in pleasure has he sucked and licked Jim's cock clean. Ted smiled as he looked down at Mike and said, "I think it's time for you to learn to eat cock too." Ted removed the leg separator and helped Mike to his knees, he then took of the ball-gag. Mike opened and closed his jaw, it felt good to have the gag removed. Ted stood in front of Mike and pulled down his pants and his black satin boxers and allowed them to fall to the ground, he did not take his shoes off as he let his clothes rest at his ankles. Ted was trimmed and his cock pointed directly into Mike's face. Mike turned his face away, Ted's scent was strong and amplified from sweating while hiking. Mike thought that Ted's dick was even larger then Jim's. It was erect and it was pointing at Mike as if it was commanding him. Ted put both hands on Mike's head and turned his face back to face him, "Start sucking, slave!" he commanded. Mike shook his head no and tried to pull away. He could not bring himself to this, he did not want to. He would not do it. "Slave, I said fucking suck my cock, now!!!!" Ted yelled. "nnNO! I wont!" Mike yelled back. Ted pulled a small remote control from his shirt pocket. "That little black box attached to your collar, it's not just a GPS. It also contains a high capacity capacitor, meaning its a neck taser." Ted explained. "It has four settings. This is setting 1." Ted pushed a button and within an instant Mike's body went stiff and he fell to the ground. Every muscle in his body went tight as he screamed out loud and shook uncontrollably. Ted pushed the button again and the pain stopped. "That was only setting 1. The taser has a 3 hour battery life at setting 4. I really hope that I don't have to use it..." Ted said solemnly. Mike lay on the ground dazed and confused. Mike began to cry out loud. "I don't want too, please ... " Ted shook his it annoyance "Very well then, setting 2 ... " "No Master-- Please!" Mike interrupted. "Then, suck my fucking dick slave! I won't ask again!" Ted said in a very angry voice. Mike attempted to get back on his knees and Ted assisted. Mike found himself again facing Ted's dick. Mike closed his eyes and sighed as he opened his mouth and took the tip of Ted's penis in his mouth but didn't suck on it.. "Suck my dick like you'd expect someone to suck yours, if I am not happy with what you are doing I will punish you again!" Ted ordered. Mike closed his mouth around Ted's penis and circled his tongue around the shaft and tip in a counterclockwise motion and then flicked his tongue up and down across the very tip, he heard no objection from Ted and continued in his pattern. The taste of Ted's penis filled Mike's entire mouth, he was musty and salty. Mike only had less then half of Ted's penis in his mouth when he felt it slipping in deeper and deeper until the tip of Ted's penis it the back of this throat. He began to gag and he tried to pull away but Ted held his head in place. Ted was thrusting his dick slowly back and forth as Mike sucked and licked. Each time Ted inserted deeper Mike couldn't help but gag. After what seemed like minutes Ted started to moan and thrust a little harder until he cummed into Mike's mouth but Mike could not swallow Ted's sperm, he was gagging and spat the sperm to the ground. Ted slapped Mike across the face hard enough to knock him on the ground. "How dare you spit up my load, slave! Crawl over there and lick it up." Mike inched his way over to the sperm and planted his face right in front of the sperm. The canvas of the tent smelt like dirty feet. Mike lifted his head and started to lick up the sperm. Mike wanted to gag but he feared what would happen if he did and he forced himself to lick up the sperm. He wondered to himself what other body fluids, and sweats that he was licking up off the floor. He tried to push the thought out of his head as he finished cleaning the floor. "Good boy, see that wasn't so hard, was it?" asked Ted. "No Master." Mike replied weakly. Mike had lost track of Jim and Otto who were sitting behind them. Jim was sitting cross legged while Otto lay on the floor, resting his head in Jim's lap. Jim was petting Otto on the head. Ted looked at his wrist watch. "Wow, time went by fast. I thought we had more time." Ted pulled his pants up and fastened his belt. He leaned over Mike who was still laying on his stomach with his face on the ground. "Get up, Slave!" Ted ordered as he helped pull Mike up to his feet. He then turned Mike around and removed the cuffs keeping his arms in place. Mike rubbed his own shoulders in relief. "Your two are welcome to stay the night." Jim offered. "Well, I'd like to get home before dark. I more plans for this slave. But your welcome to visit us tomorrow." Ted replied. Ted picked up the leash and attached it back to Mike's collar. He then picked up the ball-gag but rather then putting it back on Mike's face, he put it away. "We'll take you up on that offer, Ted." Jim said. He then stood up. "Ass in der Luft.", [Ass in the air.] Jim commanded to Otto. As Otto got on his knees he arched his ass in the air, Jim bent over and ran his finger between Otto's butt checks. He then walked over to Mike and ran the same finger along Mike's upper lip directly below his noise transferring Otto's sweat to Mike's lip. "I am sure Otto is dying to sit on your face, Slave. Something for you to look forward to." Jim smiled and turned to Ted. "We'll see you tomorrow!". Ted left the tent with Mike in tow. It was getting darker, most of the people that had saw them arrive were now in their tents. Mike's legs were weak, his arms were in pain, the taste and smell of all three men covered his face, he was still covered and dirt. He didn't care anymore if anyone saw him, he just wanted to crawl away in a dark corner somewhere and sleep. The two arrived on the other side of the camp site, the car was already waiting for them. "You're too dirty to sit on my seats, Slave. You will lay on the floor." Ted ordered as they entered the car. As Mike lay fetal position on the floor of the limousine he felt himself drifting off to sleep. His last conciseness thought was about to slip his head he felt something warm and fuzzy rest on his face. He opened his eyes and his view was blocked by Ted's socked right foot. "My feet are aching, and sweaty, they need to be cleaned and massaged slave. You're going to do this with your tongue." Ted explained. A Special Business Trip Ch. 04 Mike was so exhausted, he just wanted to sleep. He wanted to beg Ted to let him sleep; all he could manage to mutter was, "Mmaster.. please.". "I know you tired, Slave. I will allow you time to sleep later. For now, you will continue to obey me, if you need help waking up, I ... ". Ted did not need to complete his sentence. Mike lifted his hands and pulled off Ted's sock. Ted allowed his barefoot again to rest on Mike's face. Mike moved his hands blindly looking for Ted's other foot. Ted moved his left foot allowing Mike to take the other sock off. Ted then let his left foot lay down on Mike's crotch. Mike returned his hands to Ted's right foot and lifted it a few inches away from his face. Just as Mike fantasized on how he'd lick a girls foot, he stuck his tongue out and made contact with the bottom of Ted's heel. He stroked his tongue up the arch of the foot across the balls of the feet and then up to the big toe. Ted's feet were already damp with sweat, his feet were very salty. Mike noticed that his feet were very soft. Mike thought it wasn't that bad as he continued to lick back and fourth across the arch. Ted gave no direction and allowed Mike to lick wherever he wanted. As they drove home occasional bumps in the road resulted in Ted's foot bumping Mike in the face transferring the combination of sweat and saliva. Mike paid no attention, he was completely lost in a trance. The only thought in his head was Ted's foot as Mike licked every single inch of the foot before taking Ted's big toe into his mouth and began sucking. Although he gave the big toe the most attention, each of Ted's toes got a turn in Mike's mouth. Ted had enough pampering on his right foot and moved it away and replaced it with his left foot. Ted had noticed earlier that Mike's dick was pushing hard against his foot when he had it on his crotch. But Ted had no plans on allowing Mike to release himself. Mike gave the left foot equal attention, perhaps he was loosing his mind from exhaustion, perhaps he just didn't want to be shocked again. But Mike actually enjoyed licking Ted's feet but as much as he wanted to continue licking; his body finally gave up and he passed out. Mike woke up with a startle, warm water was pouring down on him from all direction. It took him a few seconds to realize he was on the floor of shower back at Ted's home. The warm water felt good on his aching body. Mike noticed he was no longer wearing his collar or cuffs. Mike could see Ted's silhouette standing on the other side of the shower door. "I had plans on showing you my dungeon tonight." Ted's voice echoed in the bathroom, "but your performance today was ... acceptable. Granted, you have a lot to learn. But I will allow you to sleep once you've cleaned up.". Ted walked over to the bathroom counter. "Your collar and cuffs are here, I expect you to put them back on before leaving the bathroom. Once you dry off, you will leave the towels here. Don't take too long." Mike closed his eyes and looked up allowing the water to fall on his face. It felt so good he never wanted to leave. Ted raised his voice, "Did you hear me, Slave?" "Yes Master." Mike replied calmly. "Good, I am also burning some incense to help you relax." Ted explained. "Thank you Master." Mike said in the same calm voice. Mike could already smell the incense burning, whatever it was it smelt good and made Mike feel light headed. As Ted left the room Mike remained on the floor. He could feel the dirt and smell running off his body, the day was being washed away. Mike reached for a near by bar of soap and lathered up. He massaged the soap into his sore feet and was relieved that the color of his soles were returning to there normal light brown. He then washed his face, and no sooner then he did he felt that he was human again. He rubbed his shoulders, they were still tense from being held behind his back. After what only seemed like a few seconds, Mike realized he had been washing his torso over and over, the water was starting to get cold. It was time to fishing his shower and try up. Mike was so tired from the day, and so relaxed from the shower and the burning incenses that he forgot his master plan. Mike was no longer cuffed, he was alone and there was a window in the bathroom. He could have easily escaped, and some how made it to town and maybe find the police. But at this moment that thought did not cross his mind; he dried himself and without hesitation he put his cuffs back on and followed by locking his collar into place. Mike walked over to the full size mirror and looked himself over. He turned his backside to the mirror and admired his ass. He turned around a few times in the mirror and made a mental note to shave his legs and arms next time he took a shower. He gave himself one more glance in the mirror before leaving the bathroom, an almost unconscious thought passed through his head, he thought he looked good with a collar. As Mike stepped into the hall way, he had forgotten how soft the carpets felt against his bare feet. It was nice to be walking on something soft. All the lights in the house were off except Ted's bedroom. Mike thought to himself he better check for permission before going to his own room to sleep. However as Mike entered the room he noticed something new at the foot of the bed. It was a small metal cage with black leather padding on top and bottom. Ted was standing next to the cage and as Mike entered Ted opened the top of the cage. "Your bed is ready, Slave." Ted said as he pointed to the cage. Mike didn't need an explanation, he knew the cage was for him, and he knew not to argue and just to accept it. He walked over to the cage and stepped inside, the only way that he would be able to fit would be to get on his hands and knees and crouch down. It wasn't very comfortable, but at this point he was so tired he didn't care. Once Mike was situated, Ted closed the top of the cage and locked it. Ted yawed and said, "Good night, Slave. Get some sleep. If you thought today was tiring, you are in for a surprise tomorrow." Attempting to get comfortable was pointless in the cage; however Mike was so tired that any sleep would be good sleep and before he knew it Mike was sound asleep. Chapter 5 Preview: So far by his own standards, Ted had been going very easy on Mike. It's no secret to his closest friends that Ted is a true sadist. He loves to watch his slaves squirm in discomfort and he gets off hearing them plea's for mercy. Ted has built a very large personal dungeon in his home; and tomorrow Mike will get the grand tour. Ted also enjoys showing off his new toys, so he has invited six of his friends to play with his new slave.