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Author Note: Thank you to Vinner0071 for his counsel and advice regarding this story.

Disclaimer: All characters in this fictional story are 21 years or older. Trigger warning–this story contains homophobic slurs.

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Dr. Jake worried as Sheikh Hassan confronted him with the knowledge, the knowledge that his Master knew Jake had fucked Chase. As a harem boy, Jake might have guessed this was against the rules, but he didn’t know it with certainty.

“Your facial expression gives you away, bitch!” the Sheikh proclaimed. “Did I not express that your pussy was mine and mine alone!”

Jake answered him, “Yes, Sir. But…” The Master slapped Jake to silence the slave’s rebuttal.

“Then why did you disobey me, you insolent American bitch!” he smacked Jake across his face again.

“Sir, may I speak, please?” Jake begged. Tears were streaming down his face as he looked at his Master.

The Sheikh was visibly angry, standing naked and pacing as Jake lay on the bed. “You may speak, bitch!”

“Sir,” Jake spoke, choosing his words carefully, “I learned your faithful trainers were having limited progress with your American harem boy. I understood this was trying your patience, Sir. Having previous knowledge of the slave, I thought I might be able to convince this American faggot to submit to you.” Jake was treading cautiously, “I did this all for you, Master. It was for you and you alone! It was to bring him into line. You have to remember how much I hate him for his betrayal of me, Sir! He means nothing to me now!”

The Master was still volatile, shouting at Jake, “Your purpose here is not to think and plan! You are here to serve and follow orders!” He slapped Jake’s ass cheeks in succession several times. “You are here so I can fuck your ass! Do you think you are some fucking neurosurgeon still?! Well, you are certainly not, harem boy! That life no longer exists! Do you understand me?!”

The words hurt Jake deeply. He was reminded once more that his professional identity was no more. He was beginning to hate this man, his Master. Still, Jake replied to him, “Yes, Sir. I am strictly your faithful harem boy, a faggot bitch, and nothing more.”

The Master calmed down a little bit. “The only good thing to come from your misbehavior is that your bitch friend had his best session with my trainers today!” he spat at Jake.

Jake was relieved to hear it. His plan had worked. Jake could hardly contain an expression of joy which the Sheikh noticed. “Don’t get too excited, bitch,” the Master chided him. “You stupid boy! At the very least, you should have sought my approval first. I would have denied you, of course. But I wouldn’t be dealing with your idiocy right now. You were destined to be my favorite of the harem!” the Master almost whined to Jake. “I guess Kamran will remain my pet.”

Jake was floored that Kamran was seemingly the one to betray his confidence. It was a lesson to Jake that no one could be trusted moving forward.

The Master continued, “Back to your punishment. Let’s see. Perhaps your faggot friend should join us for this.” Without any notification, Naeem and Tarek hustled in with Chase in tow.

Jake smiled covertly at Chase and winked, hoping that Chase would understand. It was his way of communicating to him, ‘We’ve got this. Remember our plan.’ Jake had drilled into Chase the goal of internalizing and fantasizing that Jake was his sex partner at all times. Apparently, it had worked since Sheikh Hassan reported Chase’s earlier training session was the slave’s most successful.

“Hello, faggot bitch!” Sheikh Hassan greeted Chase. “I can’t wait to fuck you again. This time I expect you to willingly submit to me, just as you did to your faggot friend this morning!” bursa escort Chase was startled by the Master’s knowledge of his liaison with Jake. Chase kept his composure and was quiet. “No more need for Naeem and Tarek to hold and tie you down! You will be a good harem boy to your Master!”

The guards brought Chase before Sheikh Hassan and pushed the slave to his knees. The Master commanded, “Suck my superior cock, you dirty American faggot!”

Without any words, Chase took the large 8-inch cock and began to kiss and lick it. It was hard to conceptualize that it was Jake’s because of obvious discrepancies. It was easily 2 inches longer, much girthier, and uncircumcised. Nonetheless, Chase closed his eyes and went to work. He fixated his energy on that man’s cock, giving it the attention he had never given another man. The room of men was impressed by Chase’s performance, even Jake. “Fuck!” the Master bellowed. “You have become an excellent cock sucker! I have a good little bitch on his knees, where he belongs!”

Sheikh Hassan was so overcome having this massive 6 foot 2 inch American brute sucking him off lasciviously that he reached his orgasm in minutes, shooting his potent seed deep into Chase’s gullet. The Master held tightly to Chase’s head but had no cause to worry. Chase wasn’t going to pull away. He imagined sucking all of Jake’s cum deep into his belly, humming, “Mmmmm, so yummy, Sir!”

“I am deeply impressed, faggot. You have come a long way,” the Sheikh admired, rubbing Chase’s lips and cheeks. The Master pulled his faggot up by the collar and grabbed his buttocks. “Now it’s time to reclaim your ass,” he said. He shoved Chase onto the bed. There was plenty of room for both of his American harem boys. Sheikh Hassan taunted Jake, “Now you will see how a real man fucks American pussy!”

The Master had Chase lay on his back so he could fuck the slave missionary style. Chase remained docile, complying with his Master’s orders. “Pull your thighs back, slave,” he ordered. “Show me that pussy!” Chase displayed his pussy for his Master. Just as with Jake, the Sheikh wasted no time in anal foreplay. He spat on Chase’s beautiful hole, wetting the glans of his mushroom head as it probed the resistant orifice. Then in a massive thrust, he drove deep inside Chase, screaming, “Oh fuck yes, you are a tight American faggot bitch!” Sheikh Hassan fucked his muscular American prize. “I want to hear you scream!” he wailed at Chase.

Chase was taking the cock like a champ. “Oh fuck! Yes!” he cried. The cock was hitting his g-spot, giving him ecstasy. Chase remembered his lesson with Jake. “Oh, yes! I’m going to cum. Fuck yes, Jacobbbb!!” he cried and spewed his load despite his chastity cage.

Sheikh Hassan was astonished that the slave had cum while in chastity and that he shouted another man’s name. The Master was enraged, frustrated, but overcome with his own desire as he released his load deep inside Chase, “Oh fuck!” He cried out while bitch slapping Chase in anger and lust.

The Master immediately pulled out of Chase’s ravaged hole and said, “Who do you think you are? You little bitch! You cum in chastity! You yell out another bitch’s name while I fuck you!” He smacked Chase again and again while Chase lay there, closing his eyes thinking only of Jake.

Jake observed the scene, and anger swelled within him. He hated to see Chase abused by the Master. Sheikh Hassan was becoming a monster in his eyes.

Sheikh Hassan got up from the bed. He was seething and formulating another plan. He screamed at Chase, “You dare to call out that faggot’s name! You want that bitch to fuck you?! Well, alright then, he will!”

Chase was confused by this statement, and so was Jake. “My faggot bitch and I will fuck you simultaneously,” altıparmak escort Sheikh Hassan smiled maliciously.

Chase was panicked. The Sheikh clearly meant that he was going to get double penetrated. This scared him immensely. Chase didn’t particularly enjoy bottoming, and the idea of taking two dicks up his chute was too much to bear. It was challenging enough to take one cock.

“No, please, Sir!” Chase begged him. “I can’t do that. You’ll kill me! Please, I beg you! Have mercy on me!”

Sheikh Hassan was pleased to finally get a reaction from one of the Americans. “You are a natural cock whore!” he boasted. “And this faggot friend of yours seems to love fucking you. How can I deny him?”

Jake was horrified as well. He feared that Chase would crumble from a DP. Jake didn’t want to do this to Chase and hurt him in this manner. Jake couldn’t imagine what it would be like to be DP’d. Sure he had watched gay porn videos and wondered about the experience. Only this morning, he was coaxing Chase through taking one dick, and now their Master wanted the reluctant slave to take two!

Jake spoke up, “Please, Master. Let me be the harem boy to take two cocks. I beg you, Sir. This was all my fault, not his!” Jake tried his best to dissuade the Sheikh. Jake thought he could handle two dicks, but not Chase. Surely this would break Chase.

“That would be a reward, not a punishment!” the Sheikh raged at Jake. “You would love to have more than one cock, you hungry faggot. There’s no fucking way that’s going to happen!”

Sheikh Hassan grabbed Jake by his legs and pulled him so he was lying on his back, his knees flexed and hanging off the edge of the bed. The Master began stroking Jake’s cock to erection. “Think about fucking your faggot friend again, how tight his pussy is wrapped around your prick!” the man teased Jake. Jake’s cock sprang to life quickly at the delicious thought of Chase’s cunt enveloping his cock. “You’re such a whore!” Sheikh Hassan said. “Your clit is eager to fuck his faggot cunt again!”

“No, Sir!” Jake protested. “Please don’t make me do this! I don’t want to fuck anyone! I only want to get fucked by you, Sir!”

Sheikh Hassan pulled Chase by his collar. “Come and let your faggot lover breed your cunt!” He positioned Chase in the reverse cowboy position with Jake. “Now, ease your cunt down on his clit. You know you want to.” The Master grasped Jake’s cock and held it steady, positioning it at Chase’s hole. Jake’s glans probed Chase’s anal orifice while Chase impaled himself with his lover, just as the Master commanded.

Chase tried one last time. “Master, I beg you, please! I only want to be fucked by you, Sir! Stop this madness!” But it was too late. Jake was deep inside Chase.

The Sheikh looked at the Americans in disgust. “You two bitches are in heat! You can’t get enough cock. At least one of you will get more, though!”

“Oh fuck!” Chase moaned. He loved the feel of Jake inside of him and couldn’t conceal it. Chase was sitting on his buddy’s cock, savoring the moment. Jake reached up and rubbed Chase’s muscular back and shoulders.

“Now lean back against your lover,” Sheikh Hassan instructed Chase. He pushed Chase’s muscular pecs down and looped the slave’s legs over his shoulders. The Master was standing at the foot of the bed positioned between Jake’s legs, getting a bird’s eye view of Jake fucking Chase. “Ready to get fucked by two cocks, you filthy American?” He took Chase’s pre-cum and commented, “You will need some lubricant to accommodate two, and I’m feeling generous.” The Master greased his 8-inch cock with Chase’s seminal fluid.

Chase thought momentarily about fighting the man but knew it would be a losing battle, with Naeem and Tarek looking on a few feet görükle escort away. The guards or the Master could shock him at a moment’s notice with the slave collar. More importantly, Chase didn’t want to disappoint Jake. Chase owed him this and more for what he had done to Jake. Chase promised Jake he would serve as a faithful harem boy, so he allowed his Master to proceed with the ‘punishment.’

Sheikh Hassan slid his cock alongside Jake’s, inside the anal passageway of Chase Williams. The former straight stud Chase, who could have any woman he wanted, was now being fucked by two men. “Your pussy will never be the same, bitch!” the Master declared. He fucked the cunt with wild abandon. “You are transformed now, American faggot! Your hole will be gaping after this!”

Chase howled in pain and lust, “Oh, please! This is too much, Sir. The pain is unbearable! Don’t fuck me with two cocks, Sir! Ohhhhhh!!!! Myyy Goddd!!!”

“You love this, slave!” Sheikh Hassan yelled. “And so does your lover!”

Jake was moaning and groaning in lust, uncontrollably. He was conflicted by his concern for Chase but his desire to fuck the boy’s cunt. He grabbed tightly to Chase’s chest, reassuring him. “I’m here, Chase. You will be okay!”

“Oh my God! Oh, Jacobbb!!” He felt Jake’s arms around him. Chase clasped Jake’s hands in solidarity.

The Sheikh was enraged that Chase again called out Jake’s name. “Shut your mouth, you whore!” He reached his orgasm, shooting his semen inside Chase’s stretched-out hole. “You don’t deserve my superior seed, you dirty cunt!” the Master spat at the fucked up slave. He withdrew his cock while Jake remained embedded inside Chase’s stretched-out cunt.

Jake couldn’t stop himself. It was animal instinct, and he thrust, shooting his load inside Chase, thinking to himself, ‘You will always deserve my load, buddy.’

Sheikh Hassan was enraged. His punishment was less successful than he desired. “Naeem, bring me the device.”

Naeem handed Sheikh Hassan a metal cock cage. “It appears you both need these,” he declared. Jake’s cock lingered inside Chase’s pussy as the two boys were spent. The Master pushed Chase off Jake, “Move aside, bitch.” Chase lay there with his anus exposed, wide open, leaking copious cum from both his Master and his lover. “Your cunt is quite the spectacle, bitch!” Sheikh Hassan tormented Chase.

The Sheikh was adept at caging his harem boys, a task he relished. As Jake’s postcoital cock was softening, it was an opportune time to confine it. The Master wedged the slave’s clit quickly within the cage and padlocked it securely.

Jake had never experienced chastity. It felt uncomfortable and weighty. He suddenly felt guilty for his initial reaction to seeing Chase caged and how he had relished Chase’s impotence.

“Now, the two of you will never fuck again. And most importantly, you will never fuck one another!” the Master asserted. “Let it be a lesson to you both. Your mouth and ass pussies are all you need in my palace. Those clits of yours are just distractions.”

Jake was incensed by the Sheikh. He hadn’t really done anything so egregious. Jake was trying to help all parties: Chase, their Master. Yet, the punishment came even though Jake was well-intentioned.

The Sheikh continued to spy Chase’s gaping hole. “American faggots are adept at taking two cocks!” he laughed. “Perhaps that should be the new specialty for my American harem boys!”

Sheikh Hassan dressed and exited promptly, leaving Jake and Chase in shambles. Jake was overwhelmed with guilt for what happened to Chase. He held Chase tightly until Naeem instructed them it was time to return to the harem quarters.

Jake misjudged everything in his new life. He thought being a dutiful harem boy could be a reasonable path for him and Chase. Now, Jake realized his Master did not deserve any loyalty. Jake vowed to himself that he would find a way to escape Sheikh Hassan.

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