7. Penetration

Jorge's penis throbbed with excitement inside Alex's ass. He could perfectly feel how a firm and elastic wall embraced him and the heat of his slave's insides radiating towards his glans. He had inserted himself completely, up to the balls. They were both lying face down on the bed, Jorge on top of Alex. The slave's body was the best support, hard, flexible, elastic; ready to rise, turn, twist with a contortion always in the service of his master's pleasure.

"Lift your ass a little, slave. Slowly."

"Yes, Master."

Jorge noticed that Alex started to raise his butt, but he not only didn't move a muscle in response, but began to press his pelvis to bury his cock even further into him. The slave, in pain, stopped the upward movement.

"Keep going up slowly, slave!"

"Aaah! Yes, Master!"

Alex increased his own agony.

"Stay there, slave!"

"Yes, Master."

Jorge was very excited, but he didn't want to climax yet. He waited a minute, and dared to slowly withdraw his penis millimeter by millimeter backwards. He was glad he hadn't used any lubricant, although Alex was secreting a kind of viscous mucus that saturated the penetration. The slave felt a painful burning when his master moved backwards because his anal sphincter hurt a lot, but he stoically endured it, and with the skills of an athlete, he maintained the position that caused him so much pain. When Jorge noticed that the penis was almost completely out, he gave a bodily thrust with all his might, trying to drill his slave in the most surprising, brutal, and painful way.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" cried the slave, who immediately stifled the scream as best he could, but couldn't help but cry from pain, helplessness, and humiliation.

Jorge now withdrew his penis more quickly and repeated the thrust.

"Ammmm!"

Jorge's penis was deeply buried, hitting a wall that also caused pain to his slave. He didn't climax yet, but he searched for Alex's nipples and pinched them twisting them viciously. His slave knew he had to continue providing pleasure.

"I am your slave."

Another thrust.

"I am your slave."

Another.

"I am your slave."

Jorge couldn't hold out much longer. They rested again, with the master's penis firmly embedded inside the slave.

"Yes, you are my fucking slave. Tell me, slave, and I order you to tell the truth, did you enjoy fucking your girlfriend Sonia?"

"My Master... there is no Sonia, I don't have a girlfriend. But I do enjoy fucking women a lot."

Even Sonia was a lie. And he had almost imagined a sweet girl, blonde like him and with rosy cheeks.

"Tell me you want me to fuck you from now on, that's what you desire the most."

"I beg you to fuck me, Master, it's my greatest wish."

"Does it hurt when I fuck you, slave? Does it humiliate you?"

"Yes, Master, it hurts a lot, and it's the most humiliating moment of my life. But I wouldn't change it for anything. I am yours, forever, unconditionally. Fucking me is not a punishment, it's a sublime reward. I am your slave, my Master, command and I will obey."

"I order you to love me, to feel for me the greatest attraction you have ever experienced."

"I am your slave, my Master. I would give my life for you. You are the passion of my life, I would let myself be killed for you, Master."

Alex understood deep within that he would never have sex with a woman again.

It was the moment. Jorge managed to make a few more thrusts painfully tearing through his slave's ass, who humbly said every time he felt the penis violently hitting inside him:

"I am your slave."

The spasms and uncoordinated movements of his master indicated he was ejaculating inside him, and for the first time he felt how the sperm flooded his ass. In other circumstances, he would have preferred to die rather than be aware of how a man performed a function that he considered only appropriate between a male and a female, but at that moment, he felt that he loved his master from the bottom of his heart, and he was overwhelmed by feelings of humiliation, shame, and gratitude.

It had been a couple of hours or a little more since Kamar left them alone. After the spankings and the first blowjob of the night, Jorge took possession of his slave knowing that this would be forever and that he would obey any order, no matter how harsh or difficult. In a few hours, his slavery would become irreversible, and he wouldn't allow Alex to have any sexual pleasure with anyone else but himself.

He asked for the test reports, all negative for any infections, and verified that this time the slave's ass was clean; in fact, he unscrewed the showerhead and, with scalding water at full pressure, he made sure that when he fucked him, he wouldn't find anything repulsive, as had happened the previous time. Alex was howling in pain, his ass was very sensitive from the spankings, and between that and the unbearable temperature of the water, the minutes felt like hours. Now it was Jorge who demanded that he call him Master in each and every sentence directed at him, and on the rare occasions he forgot, he slapped him with an open hand. He discovered that Alex was so strong that he could lie in his arms for quite a few minutes, until he started shaking with pain; it was impressive to see how tense his biceps and pectorals were. He could also sit astride him, like a little horse, and make him spin around the room while spanking his ass. He found that a simple flick of the finger, if it was properly directed towards the slave's testicles, caused him intense pain; he ordered him several times to masturbate almost to ejaculation, and to let him know before doing so; at that moment, he ordered him to present his balls submissively for him to hit them each time more violently: the last one was a kick that practically made Alex faint. He kissed him a lot and well, Alex's mouth was scented, tasted fresh thanks to a spray that had been applied, although it caused itching and bad taste for him, but provided his master with a pleasant sensation. As he kissed him, he ran his hands over his body, and the slave worked hard to make any part of his body that the master sought accessible, whether nipples, testicles, or anal sphincter, as he often inserted fingers into his clean ass, which he then kissed and licked as a sign of gratitude.

Although Jorge tried to delay the moment a bit, he was certainly eager to fuck Alex. He didn't want to use any lubricant (despite having several at his disposal in the bathroom and on the nightstand), calculating rightly that Alex would suffer much more if he fucked him raw and without anything to mask the friction. He warned him to calculate and intensely feel the humiliation.

"Slave, lie down on your stomach on the bed."

"Yes, Master."

"Spread your ass cheeks with your hands, slave. I'm going to thrust my cock into you, slave. Have you been fucked before, you dog slave?"

"No, Master, I'm an anal virgin, I have never allowed any man to touch me, Master," he said as he obediently spread his ass for his master.

"Have you ever thought about whether you would like to be fucked, slave?"

"Yes, Master, I have always thought it's something I never want to do to another man and especially that no man does it to me."

"Now I'm going to fuck you and release my seed inside..."

"Ggggggg," Alex said without articulating any word.

"...slave."

"Yes, Master, as you command, Master, fuck my ass and release your sacred seed inside me, Master."

Jorge's heart was beating so hard that he thought he was going to have a heart attack. He placed his glans in the small hole that Alex offered him and pushed.

"I order you to focus on the pain in your ass, slave, feel it, feel the humiliation, feel that you will never feel pleasure again unless I order it, feel that only I will use you and that you will only have sex with me or whoever I command. Suffer, slave."

"Yes, Master, I am your slave."

He began to push, but the penis didn't progress, except two or three centimeters. He pushed harder, more, more... Alex's anal sphincter was very narrow, and that pressure on the glans proved to Jorge an excellent means of slightly reducing his erection, which prevented him from climaxing, which was his fear. He kept forcing the penis, until the pressure on the sphincter was great enough to dilate it and allow the passage of the master's rigid flesh, although there was a very painful tear and a small amount of blood that flowed. With that expansion, Jorge knew he was already inside his slave's ass: he was his forever, and he was going to bless him by releasing his seed inside him. He kept pushing until he felt his member was completely inside.