Chinese Extremes Part 1

That was exactly what The General did and long before The General came, Phil had the most glorious orgasm of his life, screaming as his cock pumped out an amazing amount of cum. In fact Phil managed to get rock hard again before The General came, so he actually sighed longingly as The General withdrew from his ass. Once he was out, The General pushed Phil onto his side saying: "What a slut." Phil cringed with shame as he felt The General's cum leaking out of his battered ass, running over his buttocks and onto the floor.

The General left Phil on the floor and went to the cupboard to get some things. It was only a minute or so before he knelt down next to Phil's face, grabbed Phil by the hair and forced him to look into his face: "Now listen to me, you useless Western wannabe-slut. I have decided that you are going to be one of my sissy-slaves." Phil started at this, but said nothing. How could he know about his deepest darkest fantasies? The General smiled at the Phil's start, but simply continued: "Life as you have known it so far is over for you. You are now going to disappear without a trace. Oh, the police will find a body and they will declare it to be yours and that you died in an accident, but you will live the rest of your life as property. My property." This was way too much and Phil objected: "No! You can't do.AHHHHH!" He finished in a scream as The General took a small cattle prod-like stick and shocked Phil's genitals. The pain was unbelievable and it filled his universe as The General leaned in close and said: "You will never again tell me what I can and cannot do, understand?" To make sure that Phil understood, he lifted the cattle prod again and Phil babbled panicky little sounds indicating that he would obey. "Good," The General said, "From now on you will call me Master always. I am your owner and you are my property. In time you may become a pretty sissy-slave, but for now you are just a filthy little faggot."