Girls Rule The World

18:27 Sadistica: My name is Rebecca Evans. I am an early-40s for decathlete who competed at a high level (so my level of fitness is still well beyond that of the average person) in her youth who has always been uber competitive with a fairly nasty edge. And I've always had a thing for younger athletic men... they "tickle" me in a different way. Little did I know that I would find release from this tense nature by developing a taste for torturing young men for a living. I work as a substitute teacher for a senior high school and would often surf the darker side of the web looking for disciplinary themed sites that featured the subjugation of young men.

18:29 Sadistica: But the sites featured poor acting, bad scenarios, and I found it annoying that nothing better could be found online. I figured there might be a market for it. Anyway, as a substitute teacher, I was exposed to a wide selection of young men to oggle while they were doing work at their desks...or if I chose to, while I watched them practice their school sporting activities. The more I watched, the more I imagined such boys chained and shackled in some basement dungeon to be sexually tormented, tortured, and broken to accept lifelong sex slavery.

18:30 Sadistica: Last summer, I inherited an isolated old farm property from an old aunt... a place I visited as a child, that was now a bit run down, and as isolated from the rest of the world as I remembered. Walking through the large old barn at the back one time, it dawned on me that the basement -- dim and dank as it was -- would make a great dungeon in which to keep a slave. Or at first, a boy, that I could break into slavery.

18:36 Sadistica: Located far off the main road, nestled in a cluster of trees, the place provided all the isolation I would need to carry out my plans. It took a while but I used most of the summer and early fall of last year to convert the basement into a full fledged torture chamber. As I often do, I go down to the barn to visit this place of horrors. My boots echo on the wooden floor CLOMP CLOMP CLOMP CLOMP as I make my way to the back, and go down a rickety old set of steps that creak under my weight IIRRRRKK CREAAAAK AAAEERRK. I flick on a switch and a few weak light bulbs scattered across the vast cellar turn on, barely illuminating the place.

18:38 Sadistica: The cellar smells of mildew, rot, and rank animal piss. I walk around the basement in the dim light, looking up at the small windows that I blocked off with concrete when I first started my "renovations". The old stone walls of the cellar are moist, mossy and the "floor" is old cracked concrete in places, packed earth in others. In the corner, a large fire pit sits cold and still. On top of the pit hangs a big vat, filled with hardened wax. A couple of rods stoke in the dry cold ashes of the fire. The rods and the wax will take on whole new properties when the fire is roaring, heating up the basement to an ever-sweat inducing temperature for his guest must never be comfortable down here.

18:40 Sadistica: I approach a workbench nearby, and admire the collection of tools and implements I have collected: whips, clamps, claws, hooks, barbed wire, dildos, pliers, pincers, a cattle prod I found upstairs still in working order, clubs, straps and belts (some with tiny spikes, others with harsh studs), cock gags and more...

18:42 Sadistica: I look out into the torture dungeon at the multitude of chains and shackles hanging all over the place... I run my hand along the big old sturdy bondage table with thick rings welded into each corner and imagine my boy stretched out on it. I look above the table to the ceiling smiling at the many hooks and clamps suspended above it, ready to be lowered by manual winch that are worked by cranks underneath the table...

18:45 Sadistica: There's even a 200-lb slab of concrete hanging up there with spikes jutting from it in a small tight circular cluster... a nice test for a boy's abs...

18:46 Sadistica: There’s a medieval torture rack with a big torsion wheel that can torque a young body into sheer agony one cruel click at a time, but never enough to tear muscle because I want the boy to last a long, long time. I turn the big wheel CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK and watch the rack extend in rough sudden jerks... it thrills me. How can a boy not accept to be a lifelong sex and work slave under such pressure...

18:47 Sadistica: And then, next to the rack, is the judas cradle...a monstrosity made of heavy cast iron that sort of looks like a doghouse but with a much more sharply inclined roof with a nasty edge. The boy will be lowered on the edge, legs straddled on each side, and forced to ride "horsey" on that sharp edge for, oh, I don't know, hours at a time maybe? His body pressing into the apparatus forced, if he is able, to raise his body with his shackled wrists to take pressure off his butt crack.

18:48 Sadistica: Weights can be added to the boy's ankles, adding to his challenge. Surely he will scream out his love for me when demanded to do so? Surely he wouldn't be foolish enough to resist and defy in the hope that I will just let him go...there are so many more things he can experience down here. Like the big crucifixion cross over there, embedded in a concrete footing. He can hang on that thing for hours brooding about his new life. Wondering if I might go easier on him if he begs me to suck his cock, or drill a dildo up his butt, and surrender to me forever. But the fun is always in seeing how long the young man can hold on to his identity, his dignity, and his hope that he will one day leave this place of torment.

18:50 Sadistica: When he hangs spreadeagled in between the two big pillars over there, naked, raw, welted, bruised, cut, drenched in sweat, will he beg me to go easy on him or will he accept his new life and beg for more punishment? Will he scream at me to let him go? Will he curse? Beg? Cry? None of it will matter because he will belong to me. And his fans. The hundreds of demented sadistic voyeurs who will pay a nice premium to stream videos of the boy's torture. And tortured he will be, as I love to make my pet suffer. Endlessly. It will be a whole new world for this boy.

18:52 Sadistica: And now, the small cameras -- dozens of them -- have been discretely installed in the dungeon... the test video worked fine. It's time to introduce the world to BlackCross.com. All I need is a boy to torture, and I'm starting a new substitute teaching gig at the local college today. yt

21:50 Josh_White: I’m Joshua White, but Josh is what most of my friends call me. Joshy is the pet name some of the girls back in high school used to call me, but that always used to annoy the hell out of me cause it made me sound like I was 12 and the way they always used to pet my head like I was a dog. Ugh! So annoying! I just turned 19 two weeks ago and started attending classes as a freshmen at Mason City Community College. It’s located in Mason City Proper, which is just 5 miles from Mason City, Iowa. I’m undeclared as far as majors go. I was never the scholarly nerd type and my grades were less than stellar. Ever since I was 14 I played all sorts of sports… football, baseball, basketball, soccer, lacrosse, track, swimming, wrestling, you name it, if it’s a sport, I’ve played it. As luck would have it, my grades were just good enough to get me into the local community college. That and my athletic toned body, along with an uncanny ability to pitch an 80 mile an hour speed ball earned me a nice sports scholarship playing baseball for the Mason City Wolves, the college’s baseball team.

21:50 Josh_White: I’m your typical all-American next-door-boy type, standing a good 6’ tall, 158 lbs of lean toned teenage muscles, and I’m still a growing boy as my grandma loves to say. My skin ain’t just fair, it’s definitely pale alabaster white, which turns into a nice golden tan when I’m out chilling at the lake or beach. But I do tend to burn like a lobster if I sunbathe too long. I got dark blond hair, which turns a nice light golden blond under the summer sun, especially when I’m swimming for hours out in the sun. I keep it short and neatly trimmed. My eyes are a deep syrupy molasses. Fuck, girls do love to stare at them a lot when I flirt with them. Along with my boyish cute face, my athletic body, not to mention my pecs are all guaranteed to have the opposite sex going goo-goo gaga over me. Stacey, this pretty blond from my Post Colonial History class, says I’ve also got a nice pair of bubble butt ass cheeks. She used to keep slapping my butt whenever I passed by her desk for class. Had to stop her. She may be pretty, but that women’s lib tard shit ain’t gonna fly with me.

21:50 Josh_White: No fucking ways a girl should be slapping a man’s ass like that. It should be the other way around… Anyways, the best part of me that gets the girls’ pussies all hot, wet, moist and dripping… My cock, of course! It’s a nice thick meaty six-inches of grade-A all-American boy! Sadly, it’s circumcised cause my folks got brain-washed by the fucking Jews! We ain’t even Jewish! That and my egg-sized plump balls full of hot man cum ready to breed me some hot coeds, who know their proper place is between a real man’s legs. Like I said, I don’t read much. But girls today. Fuck, that’s all they do. Fill their heads with all sorts of nonsense.

21:51 Josh_White: And like I said my grades weren’t that great. I ain’t an Einstein, but I’ve read the most important two books anyone, especially real men will ever need to read in their entire lives… The good book, the Bible, and The Art of the Deal by Donald Trump. There are a whole lotta pretty girls on campus. They ain’t short supply for sure. But shit, they’re fucking minds are sure full of crap! Personally, I don’t think girls belong in school, or in sports, or even in the workplace. It’s not natural… just like fucking homos or faggots or queers, or whatever their woke gay agenda wants to call themselves. It’s unnatural! It ain’t right… It’s against all things that are right! Just plain WRONG! Fuck! I wouldn’t be a virgin right now if it wasn’t for all this crazy lib tard shit they’re feeding girls at these so-called institutions of higher knowledge and learning! More like far-left communist femi-Nazi propaganda churning factories, if you ask me! Men should be allowed to grab girls by their pussies and have our way with them as we please, anytime; anywhere! It should be a man’s right! It’s fucking enshrined in the good book! Fucking Eve knew her fucking place! Then she goes and fucks it up for all men by eating that fucking apple!

21:51 Josh_White: So ya, two weeks ago, I turned 19 and you’d think my girlfriend Chloe would finally lay down on her back and let me have her pussy! But fucking hell, she wouldn’t even give me a blowjob or a nice handjob for my birthday! What the fuck! I’m her man! I was so fucking horny and I had blue balls. And it wasn’t like what those lesbos were saying! Them bitches are liars! I didn’t assault my girlfriend! She…. She changed her mind.. How dare those fucking carpet munchers drag me out of Chloe’s dorm! I was only wearing my underwear too, nearly naked! They even kicked me in the balls after kicking me out of the building. No, not once! They held me down, spread my legs wide open, and they kicked me in the dick and balls three times! I couldn’t get up for half an hour! They’re the ones who assaulted me! I should be pressing charges! Those fucking man-haters should be locked up!

21:51 Josh_White: … At the bar, I bitch and complain to Bobby the bartender at O’Connell’s, the local college watering hole just outside of town. Bobby and I are brothers, both members of the same fraternity on campus, PHI ALPHA GAMMA SIGMA. He’s a junior, also plays sports, but gets to live at the frat house. I would be living there too, if it weren’t for some stupid college rule requiring freshmen to live in the dormitories… O’Connell’s is your typical Irish American small town college bar. The walls and the bar are a nice finished cherry oak wood. The smell of the venue reeks of beer, liquor and cigarettes and cigars. Yes, you can still smoke here as the place has somehow evaded the law on it by having an outdoor smoking section in the back. But the back wall of the bar easily opens out into the smoking area, so it’s as if there’s no real partition separating smoking and non-smoking. Only tourists and pussy ass freshmen complain about it. The place is owned and operated by the fraternity so you either like it or leave it. O’Connells is the one true sanctuary for real men in this old college town. Besides college students, some of the townies frequent here too. And they serve drinks to under 21 year olds here, so long as you're a frat brother.

21:52 Josh_White: So I recount everything about two weeks ago to Bobby. Everything except for the fact that I’m still a card-carrying virgin. That shit won’t fly and won’t do my college stud boy reputation any good on campus. So ever since starting college, I’ve lied about all the girls I’ve banged since high school. “Bitches, right. Don’t fret, bro, Heard Chloe went full on lesbo! So you were just barking up the wrong tree! Lots of cunts in the sea, dude.” I chuckle and Bobby sympathizes with me and pours me a free drink, then tends to some other patrons. I sit there chatting with some other college boys and gulp my beer. I’m wearing a navy blue collared Abercrombie & Fitch polo T-shirt, which shows off my nice pecs and toned abs, a pair of beige Tommy Hilfiger khaki pants, which outlines my bubble butt ass, plain white Fruit of the Looms briefs (tighty whities) underneath, and a pair of red Gucci sneakers.

21:52 Josh_White: Time passes… a half-hour past midnight, I notice a hot pretty young Asian girl sitting all by her lonesome at a table. A freshmen, I recognize her from one of my classes, chemistry, I think. Lin Chink, Mulan, or some fucking Asian name that escapes me at the moment. I’m not really interested in her name. I’m interested in her pussy and so is my cock… I notice her checking me out and I smile a charming smile at her. She smiles back at me. I turn back to the bartender. “Bobby, I need the ‘special’. Make it quick, bro.” I lean over the counter and whisper to him. My frat bro saw me checking out the hot Asian girl. Bobby smirks and winks at. He makes two drinks, one regular cocktail, and a second special cocktail laced with GHB. If all goes well, I’m definitely gonna lose my V-card tonight. “Good luck, bro.” Bobby says handing me the drinks. I walk over to the girl and smile a big smile at her as I offer her the special drink, put mine down next to her and take the empty seat in front of her.

21:53 Josh_White: “Lin, right? You’re in my chemistry class.” I say, taking a shot in the dark with her name. “It’s actually Michelle.” She snickers at my failed attempt to flirt. “And I’m just waiting for my girlfriend, Emma. Oh, there she is now. Gotta go.” She gets up, but accidentally knocks over both drinks right onto my lap! Fuck! My crotch now looks like I just peed myself! “So sorry.” She feigns apologetically, not even lifting a hand to help me. “That’s Josh, Chloe’s ex-boyfriend! The tiny dicked asshole!” I hear Michelle tell her girlfriend Emma as they leave. “I don’t have a tiny one!” I yell back at her! Fuck! Does every lesbo on campus know me by name? And is every girl on campus a carpet muncher! Bobby and the other guys just have a good chuckle at my expense. I look at the bartender and he clearly sees my frustration. This is not my night, fuck! He just shrugs his shoulders and gets back to serving customers… I roll my eyes and start walking over to the men’s room to clean up and salvage what’s left of my pride… Fuck! This night can’t get any worse. I think to myself…

08:53 Sadistica: When you come out of the washroom, a voice off to the side at a small single's table quietly captures your attention You'd probably have more luck with women if you toned down the rhetoric, Josh. Fine young athlete like you, you should carry yourself with a bit more dignity, lest someone take it away from you.

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09:03 Josh_White: "Oh, Miss Evans? I didn't think someone like you would come to a place like this." I say blushing a little as I pull my shirt down to cover the still damp stains on the crotch of my khakis. I walk over to your table. "Is this seat taken, may I join you?" I ask trying to put on the charms again, but with a much older woman. Having seen you around campus before, you're quite the MILF lots of us frat boys fantasize about. You don't know the rude and absolutely sexualized comments some of us have said about you. Bobby at the bar gives me a look and winks at me. I wait for you to offer the seat, after which, I sit down and I stretch my arms up and lock my hands behind my head... the signal for the bartender to prep me another set of drinks. It's a system us frat boys have down to a tea. "So, Miss Evans, what brings you to O'Connell's?" I smile a devilish charming smile.

09:03 Josh_White: yt

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09:08 Sadistica: By all means Mr. White. Join me. I often come here to unwind after a day of lectures. When you pulled you arms up, I got a glimpse of that cute tight bellybutton and vile cruel thoughts flashed through my mind of all the painful things I could (and will) do to it. So your little effort to conquer a young lady failed miserably this evening? You'd think a nice stud like you could have the pick of the litter, hmm? yt

09:19 Josh_White: I smile and show off my perfect pearly white teeth. "Damn, sorry, um I mean... Guess you saw that. Ya, I totally crashed and burned. Not to mention my pants look like I just had an accident. So embarrassing." I openly confess. "Personally, I think it's the college curriculum that's ruining the girls of today. It's down right a left-wing Woke conspiracy if you ask me." I whine and complain making up excuses for my failed attempt to seduce a girl, a girl who just happened to be lesbian. I cross my arms, body language displaying a defensive mood to guard my insecurities, but it also shows off my toned muscular 19 year old arms. "Can I buy you a drink, Miss Evans?" I continue saying your name formerly so as to sound more mature than my actual age. Besides Bobby the bartender, several patrons begin to stare at us... an older mature sophisticated looking woman at a table with the company of a much younger man, many years her junior.

09:19 Josh_White: yt

09:22 Sadistica: Actually, let's keep this professional... student to teacher if you know what I mean. I've been seeing you around campus Josh. A very good athlete. That fastball of yours. Seems to me you should aspire to be a model for the student body here. yt

09:32 Josh_White: I'm somewhat disappointed you declined my offer for drinks. I perk up when you mention that you've seen me around campus and compliment my athletic skills. "Really, you come to my games? I didn't know." I blush like a little school boy. "I'm just a dumb jock. My fastball got me here on scholarship. Besides, I'm just a freshmen, no one really knows my name." I begrudge myself... The lesbians evidently have heard of me because of what had happened with my now ex-girlfriend Chloe. You constantly saw me with her the early part of the semester always hand-in-hand strolling around campus and even making out in the open quad. "You really think so?" Your words catch the attention of my ego as my eyes widen as I try to subtly examine the curves of your body. Bobby sees I don't come up to the bar and focuses his attention on other patrons.

09:32 Josh_White: yt

09:35 Sadistica: Well, all I'm saying is you have way too much potential to be a leader for you to throw away a bright future because people see you as a selfish, arrogant, hateful little man. I push my seat away from the table and stand up, throwing a $20 bill on the table. All eyes in the bar are drawn to us. Goodnight, Mr. White. And I walk out, hoping my little soliloque has the desired effect. I quickly head to my car, get in, and start eyeing the front entrance of the bar. yt

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09:43 Josh_White: I glance over at Bobby. My frat bro is too busy dealing with several rowdy college kids. I think over your words and how sensual your lips looked as you said them. My dense teenage mind takes a while for it to register. Shit! You were flirting with me! I think to myself as it suddenly dawns on me... I get up and rush out of the now crowded bar unnoticed. The cool night air greets me as I push the doors open and stand outside looking for you...

09:43 Josh_White: yt

09:44 Sadistica: But you don't see me. Disappointed, you start walking home. Soon enough, a car pulls up beside you. It's me, looking at yo. Need a ride, cowboy? I motion to two coffees nestled in my cup holders. yt

09:48 Josh_White: I smile at you. "I actually do have a cowboy hat back at the dorm. I spent a summer helping my aunt and uncle at their cattle ranch down in Texas." I say getting into the passenger side. I buckle up and grab the coffee nearest to me. "Thanks... I'm over at Spellman Hall."

09:48 Josh_White: yt

09:50 Sadistica: I start driving. As I was saying, a young man like you just needs to be pointed in the right direction. Given the proper....parameters...I excitedly wait for you to drink from your coffee. You think you are the only one who knows about spiking a prey's drink? yt

09:58 Josh_White: I take three good sips of the coffee as your drive. Occasionally glancing at your body undressing you with my eyes as I fantasize about your hot mouth sucking my hard throbbing cock in the middle of your living room or me bending you over and taking you on the table in your kitchen! My virgin teen cock already getting bone hard underneath my khakis. "Hey if you want, I can go up to my dorm and grab my cowboy hat quickly and show you." I suggest thinking how hot I'd look fucking a MILF like you wearing my cowboy hat. I drink another 3 sips of the spiked coffee unaware that I've just become prey the moment I stepped out of the bar... Wrong... the moment you spoke to me...

09:58 Josh_White: yt

09:59 Sadistica: That won't be necessary. This time my reply is curt and abrupt. Like I'm done playing games. Seeing that you have sipped enough coffee to knock you out for several hours very soon. yt

10:05 Josh_White: "But... um... I... I... um..." My vision starts to blur. The lights of oncoming traffic in front of us on the opposite road become blindingly bright. I only managed to put my coffee cup back in the holder before my arms start to feel weak and heavy. My breathing becomes lighter; slower, my body relaxing, and my legs spreading wide open. A mental fog fills my mind. Soon my arms dangle limp at my sides as my head collapses against the backrest of the passenger seat and I pass out completely knocked out, helpless, and vulnerable...

10:05 Josh_White: yt

10:08 Sadistica: The car takes a turn and heads out of the city, headed for a remote farm that will be your living hell for the next few weeks? months? years? Time passes unknowingly to you. You have weird dreams of being manhandled, lifted, carried ... you feel the warmth of the dungeon fire pits.... nothing seems real. Vague sensations of being undressed... yt

10:22 Josh_White: I remain unconscious deeply embraced in Queen Mab's arms. The smell and scents filling my nostrils remind me of my aunt and uncle's ranch in Texas. I feel like I'm a helpless boy again as I'm carried away somewhere limp and helpless.The warmth of the pire wraps around my pale white alabaster toned body. My dreams come and go and are surreal... Even Chloe appears in my mind's eye laughing at me. My throat feels parched and I'm thirsty feeling hungover like the day after a night of heavy drinking... Did I drink too much? I don't remember. I remain for a time, safe in the arms of blissful sleep and ignorance...

10:22 Josh_White: yt

10:27 Sadistica: More time passes and you start coming to... you are alone...groggy, disoriented at first. Slowly regaining your awareness... it's warm... very warm.... I guess that open fire pit explains that. But...what the fuck... your arms seem to be bound behind your back behind a thick upright post. ... and... fuck... you're only in your underwear.... and... shit, your ankles are secured to each side of the foot of the pillar with loops of chain. ... good gawd, look around, this place is a fucking torture chamber.... yt

10:39 Josh_White: My eyes become wide saucers as I take in the place in absolute shock and horror! It looks like something right out of the horror movies. Like those slasher gore movies like Hostel, SAW, or Texas Chainsaw Massacre! Torture porn movies is what I remember Chloe calling them last time we saw one. Horrible images and thoughts run through my drug addled mind! Where the fuck am I? How'd I get here? I remember nothing at the moment. Not even you. The effects of the drugs profoundly impacted my short term memory. GULP of fear slides down my throat as I realize I'm practically naked wearing nothing but my white Fruit of the Looms briefs. Fuck! Somebody stripped me of my clothes! My current restraints and the position I'm posed in secured to some upright post make me feel so exposed, vulnerable and so small... I look around panic and fear filling me to the core. The one saving grace is the warm fire nearby. At least it isn't freezing cold. The fact that my ankles are shackled to the foot of the pillar makes me feel really uncomfortable as it forces me to spread my legs wide open straining my groin muscles. My arms are pulled taught behind my back which is against the cold pillar. I remain quiet not wanting to get the attention of whoever kidnapped me. Fuck! IT could be some pervy old man. Some dirty faggot. My lips quiver as I wait in silence...

10:42 Sadistica: Look around the dungeon. Can you imagine some of this stuff being used on you? Who the fuck could have done this... and why? The dungeon is more than warm now. It is uncomfortable. yt

10:49 Josh_White: I look at all the crazy instruments of torture around me as I'm bound there firmly secured and helpless. I whimper to myself as I imagine the pain that could be inflicted on me... Wait, could this be a joke or prank from my frat brothers. The members of PHI ALPHA GAMMA SIGMA have been known to stage elaborate hazing rituals for the new guys. Maybe Bobby and some other frat boys will soon come out laughing and chuckling at me and how they nearly made me piss myself. Ya, that's gotta be it. Those fucking assholes! I think all this to myself hoping that is the case. Not realizing no way in hell will a fraternity of jocks spend this much money on real equipment... not for a prank or hazing.The heat has increased and my body begins to sweat. I try and pull at my restraints hoping somehow they can be easily broken, but with no luck. I swear if this is a prank, I'm gonna kick Bobby's ass for not warning me...

10:49 Josh_White: yt

10:50 Sadistica: You are left alone a long time to baste in your sweat. Your head is dangling down your chest when a door creaks open and slams behind you in the shadows. BAAANG. YT

10:56 Josh_White: "Hello! Who's there? This is a joke, right? Bobby? Brad? Timmy, that you guys? Come on! Lemme go! Let me have my clothes back! This is embarrassing! There better be no girls with you, assholes!" I holler out thinking it's my frat bros just messing with me.

10:56 Josh_White: yt

10:58 Sadistica: Someone shuffles closer to you. You can't turn enough to see.

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10:59 Sadistica: Good morning, Joshy. yt

11:07 Josh_White: I'm speechless as I see this crazy broad dress like she's going to some Lord of the Rings meets S&M cosplay party or something. What's even worse, you call me Joshy... which makes me feel like a little kid being teased again... makes me feel small again... I blush not wanting to look at you knowing your fully clothed and I'm just in my underwear. I don't even have a clue it's you, Rebecca Evans, the hot MILF substitute teacher from last night. My memory of just hours ago is still vague and processing in my teenage mind. I wanna cross my legs to cover up my cotton clad teen boy bits, but cannot. "Did Brad and the others put you up to this? Come on, just lemme go. Fun's over. Ya, hahaha. This is all fun and games for them. Listen, I got some money. Just release me and I won't even tell the guys so they pay you in full for this... prank or whatever hazing. Are they even here?" I comment, still believing this is the work of my frat bros.

11:07 Josh_White: yt

11:16 Sadistica: I chuckle and run my hand on your clammy chest. Oh Joshy, so much you don't understand yet. So I will explain. But this is the last human-to-human conversation you will ever have with me. You see, I realized quite a long time ago that supply teaching is not a lucrative career...but... it is fertile ground for sniffing out potential performers for my new venture. Ever hear of BlackCross.com? Silly boy, of course you haven't. You are much too pure for that. By this time you must be cluing in that the voice is Rebecca's. I press my sharp fingernail into your pec flesh as I continue. Bondage and torture videos. That's where the easy -- and fun -- money is. I learned that from... oh, someone you will meet and get very close to down the road. Anyway, we have set up this streaming service. BlackCross.com. A new and in our mind the best, boy sex torture website on the Internet. Look. 150 subscribers and we haven't tortured anyone yet. And that's where you come in, Joshy. I've watched you for a long time on campus. You're a gorgeous boy, a fine athlete, but not a very nice person. My fans, well, YOUR fans, will have no moral issue with watching you slowly get tortured into accepting lifelong sex slavery. What do you think about that? This entire dungeon is embedded with the latest camera technology to capture and stream your training. Subscribers will pay hefty sums to see a boy like you reduced to quivering submissive sex slavery. Nice huh? So the next time you see me, the show will begin. You will never leave this place, Joshy. You are mine to do with as I please. Any questions?

01:36 Josh_White: Twice you've called me Joshy and each time it makes me feel like a little kid and real small, like when the girls used to tease me when I was younger. "Miss Evans, Rebecca Evans?" I finally recognize your voice as your sharp fingernail scrapes my teen pec, I wince. You run through a lengthy explanation of what you plan for me and what my new life entails, which only confuses my still somewhat disoriented and drug-addled mind. "What the hell! You can't do this to me! I'm a man! I have rights! Lemme go!" I say arrogantly demanding you respect my white male privileges and entitlements. No one has ever spoken to me like this in my entire life. I struggle to accept the facts of the matter and my current situation. I'm here now, trapped in some dank, mildew smelling, dirty basement. No one knows where I am or what's happened to me. I've been stripped of my clothes, my skimpy tight white briefs my only form of modesty as I'm fully and firmly restrained against a pillar... at the mercy of a hot MILF teacher, who I had thought was just looking to have a hot night with a college boy like me, but turns out to be some kinky sick psycho bitch with some really bad intentions for me.

01:43 Josh_White: "Look, just lemme go. And we can pretend none of this ever happened. I won't file any charges, I won't tell anyone, and you won't lose your job or anything. I promise." I lie. We both know I'm lying and that's not going to be the outcome of my predicament. You call me Joshy a third time, making me feel small again a third time. "I just wanna go home! You can't keep me here against my will! I have rights! I'm a man! You can't do this to me. Lemme go! Lemme go!" I insist unaware of the sadistic lust driving your very core. As I writhe and struggle against the chains and manacles restraining me, my motions only serve to outline and show off the taught muscles of my athletic teenage body, the curves of my buttocks underneath my briefs, and the glistening sweat coating me as the heat in the room has become unbearable. I'm in denial, not believing any of this is possible. This doesn't happen to normal white cis heterosexual males! It happens to girls, to kids on the backs of milk cartons, to blacks and people of color, to lesbians, to faggots....Not to 19 year old white college males! Not me! I'm so naive, so sheltered by the false privileges I have grown accustomed to feeling entitled to based on the color of my skin and the gender between my legs. "You will never leave this place, Joshy. You are mine to do with as I please." Your cold hard words send a chill down my spine as I strain against my chains and restraints. I have no clue that the outfit and mask you're wearing and the persona you're exhibiting is the true you, your purest nature... Rebecca Evans was but the facade...

01:43 Josh_White: yt

10:50 Sadistica: Oh but we went through a lot of planning to get you here, my love. I'm afraid leaving is not going to be in the cards for you. I give your right tit a tight little fun pinch. squiiiish. Soon, you will be observed by depraved sadists all over the world, wanting to see how much pain and punishment will be required to complete your training. Remember my love, when we next walk into this dungeon, the cameras will be rolling. Give everyone a good show! Heh heh heh. I waltz out of the dungeon, leaving you secured to the post to comtemplate your future. yt

12:56 Josh_White: I wince in pain as you pinch my right tit, but I don't cry out denying you the satisfaction. When you talk about sick motherfuckers watching me, I give a look of panic. This is so wrong on so many levels, but to have strangers staring at my near naked body, watching me online and whatever sick shit you have planned for me... It gives me pause to think about how serious my situation really is now. This was the stranger danger crap they drilled into our heads when we were kids, but I'm fucking 19 for Christ's sakes! Fuck! I was so hoping this was just a frat joke. But after seeing you and all the crazy paraphernalia and equipment around, this is some really fucked up stuff ! My deep brown eyes begin to scan every inch of the room looking for those damn cameras! And looking for a possible escape, maybe a door or a hatch somewhere... anything that may lead me out of here. You leave as I continue to struggle, wriggle, writhe and stretch all in vain as I try to escape from my restraints... I only succeed in scraping up and bruising my ankles and my wrists. Frustration shows on my face as sweat drips down my brow. The bulge of my briefs are not so pronounced as panic and fear keep me from getting aroused. One saving comfort, that I won't have a boner when my image is live-streamed to god knows how many sick motherfuckers out there. Fuck! Fuck! I shouldn't be here! Why me! Why me!

12:57 Josh_White: yt

12:58 Sadistica: Some time passes when the dungeon door behind you creaks open again... you think it will be me again, but holy shit, it's that monstrous masked man appearing at your side, just staring at you. You now have to come to terms with the fact there are at least a male and female protagonist here with you. yt

13:07 Josh_White: Moments before... In my head, I start to picture you, Rebecca Evans, naked on your knees in my dorm between my legs sucking my cock. I shake my mind out of it not wanting to have a rock hard throbbing erection when you return in your dominatrix outfit to start this wild sick live stream show. The door creaks open and I strain to look behind me but cannot. Suddenly this huge monstrous looking masked man appears at my side... staring at me like Jason fucking Voorhees from that movie Friday the 13th... like a fat kid in a candy store... GULP! A sense of fear and dread gets lodged in my throat as I feel utterly small as I'm dwarfed by this monstrous freak. "Who? Who are you? Whhhat dddo yyyou wwwant?" I ask trying to pull away from him, but barely able to move an inch.

13:07 Josh_White: yt

13:11 Sadistica: The freak just stands there with a small bottle in one hand, a rag in the other. His breath shoots out of his mask like gorilla snorts, almost. His eyes... peering at you up and down... they seem.."deranged". He says nothing to you. Then he starts pouring liquid into the cloth... and he brings it to your face and presses it hard on your mouth and nose. The medicinal smell makes you dizzy... then groggy.... things twirl and turn... you pass out.

13:11 Sadistica:

13:11 Sadistica: yt

13:18 Josh_White: I wake up, mind and body still disoriented from being drugged up twice now. I immediately realize I'm now limp and strung up restrained in shackles and chains to two thick metal poles. My arms and legs fully spread apart making me feel so exposed and vulnerable. My ankles are splayed out so wide, it strains my groin muscles painfully. "What the fuck! What the hell! Lemme go! Lemme go!" I cry out in panic, then remember what you said about the cameras. I scan the room looking for them as I struggle and stretch trying to pull my arms free of the shackles. I see no signs of them, but you said they'd be there. I bit my lower lip and pout as I hand there in nothing but my skimpy white briefs. Knowing there are people, strangers, watching my near naked teenage body... I cannot help but blush...

13:18 Josh_White: yt

13:23 Sadistica: If you squint hard, you might see many little red lights all over the dungeon, each a prying eye delivering a different angle on your suffering to the sickos who are subscribed to the site. Then I return. Alone for now. Walking up to stand next to you, placing a laptop on a nearby stool... you can sort of see that it's a stream of your splayed carcass. Welcome dear friends to the first of what will be many streams in our series: The Enslavement of Josh White. The laptop spits out little dings signalling a joyful response from the paying viewers. ding beep bloop dong beep ding. Today is the first day of our little friend's training, so bear with me as I make sure he understands why he is here and what is our collective expected outcome. I turn to you almost waiting for your reaction. yt

13:32 Josh_White: "Fuck you bitch!" I say defiantly as I try spitting at you, but my glob of spit falls short a foot from you. Fuck this is for real and so many fucking creeps are watching my body as I hang there in nothing but my tighty whities. I so wanna just pull up my legs and cover up. The countless tiny little camera lights all around remind me of little fucking bats or rats hiding in the darkness of the room. The continued technical noises coming from your computer confirms this is a live show... Fuck! And I'm the entertainment. "Why are you doing this to me? I've... I've never done anything to you." I whine and complain as I still don't understand why this is happening to me... It's doubtful I ever will... I struggle and wriggle against my welded bonds, not realizing I'm giving you and the viewers a good look at my near naked slim, but athletic college boy body as sweat glistens off my abs, toned legs and arms. "Motherfucker! Lemme go!"

13:32 Josh_White: yt

13:39 Sadistica: Why you doesn't really matter now, Joshy. What matters is that it IS you here with us. You are the guest -- or maybe I should say permanent invitee -- of BlackCross.com. What we will do here is strive to make the best BDSM and gay BDSM website on the dark web. You are here to accept anything and everything that we demand of you. The ultimate goal is to reduce you to the status of worthless sex slave. I point to the laptop. Online with us are [I crouch to check a number] some 125 viewers each with a sadistic penchant to see you suffer. So they hope you will not break too fast. Some of our viewers are "kindred sisters" of mine if you will, women who want to see young misogynistic little brats like you suffer their comeuppance. Others are male friends of ours, who crave the more brutal nuances of gay bondage and torture. You, my friend, are here to provide that entertainment. You should be proud you were chosen from so many prospects on campus. yt

13:54 Josh_White: "Fuck! Bbbbuttt... I... I... I'm NOT GAY! I'm straight! I like girls! You can't do this to me! I'm a man! Lemme go, you sick bitch!" Pulls hard on my restraints scraping up my wrists. The shackles are solidly welded to the poles keeping me totally helpless and at yours, your accomplice, and the audience's mercy! My body shakes as I wriggle and writhe, but the metal poles are solid and don't budge an inch. "Lemme go, you creeps! Lemme go! When I get outta here; I'm gonna kill ya perverts, I swear!" I holler out as the cameras scan, capture and stream every inch, every muscle, every curve, every drop of sweat dripping down my pale white alabaster college jock body. One camera in particular, controlled by a subscriber, ZOOMS in on my tight bubble butt cotton-covered ass. A second camera PANS in on the bulge of my white briefs. Another one scans up my chest stopping at my erect little chest cocks, my hard pink nipples. "Let me out! Lemme go!" I demand and display clear non-compliance and disobedience...

13:54 Josh_White: yt

13:59 Sadistica: I turn to my viewers. I think we are ready to begin, don't you agree? beep ding bleep boop ding ting. I turn back to you. The time for protestations and explanations is over. I run my cattish hand gently down your sweaty torso. I almost purr in sadistic glee. Today, we will begin with something simple. Learning your slave name. Audience, there are two names I've been mulling over for this useless piece of slave meat: Joshyslave, which still connects the boy to his past existence which may prove to be entertaining, or Cumscum The Slave... an apt description of the boy's eternal function going forward. Any thoughts? ting ding boop ding bleep ding bleep ding yt

14:18 Josh_White: I look at you with stern defiance. On the wall in front of us, a medium sized flat screen suddenly turns on and displays the comments from your special website. "Call him Dickless Slave! Cut off his little cock for disrespecting you!" One subscriber called FemNazi69 suggests. GULP. My eyes widen in fear of her suggestion! "JoshySlaveBoy... his past connection may bring him added torment." Another subscriber adds and several audience members agree with him. "CumscumBoyCunt aka CBC has a nice ring to it and you should spank his ass for his insolence!" Another member called BigBadBlackBear aka 4B... "PussyBoyJoshy... combines some of the other names and conveys the same ideas." A 4 fourth subscriber adds their two cents into the conversation. The comments go on and on as you scroll down the website. Proponents of one name make their points clear as others oppose and put up their names for me. BigBadBlackBear agrees with PussyBoyJoshy and even submits financial contribution to the name change. I look down on the dirty dungeon floor, frustrated at how I'm being talked about like... like I'm some kind of property.

14:18 Josh_White: yt

14:21 Sadistica: Well, it looks like PussyBoyJoshy is the winning entry. I turn to you. You like it, boy? yt

14:22 Josh_White: "This is so fucked up! This is wrong! Fuck you!" I spit back raging with insolence.

14:22 Josh_White: yt

14:22 Sadistica: Now now, that's not the way to start things off. Say "my name is PussyBoyJoshy." yt

14:24 Josh_White: "Fuck you, cunt!" I smirk and SPIT at you. The glob of spit nearly hits your foot an inch away. The subscribers online express their dissatisfaction at my disrespect for you. Suggestions for my punishment fill the site.

14:24 Josh_White: yt

14:26 Sadistica: I walk over to the workbench and return with a thick, heavy floppy leather strap. I hold it up so you can smell the old leather. Say "my name is PussyBoyJoshy". I swing the heavy strap about half speed across your tight abs. FFFWWWWAAAAAPPPPPP. YT

14:30 Josh_White: "Mmmmmm..." I wince in pain, but keep myself from crying out or screaming, trying not to give you or the watching pervs on line the satisfaction. My syrupy brown eyes stare at you defiantly... I look at the audience with a defiant glare!

14:30 Josh_White: yt

14:31 Sadistica: The laptop lights up again. I swing a similarly hard swing of the strap across your belly. FFFFFWWWAAAAPPPPP. YT

14:33 Josh_White: The strike STINGS! "Mmmmm!" My hands shake firmly secured in their shackles, but I stifle a cry. I smirk as I continue to deny and defy!

14:33 Josh_White: yt

14:35 Sadistica: Say "my name is PussyBoyJoshy". My command is tempered, even keeled. I know so much more awaits you over time in my dungeon. But now my swing is full strength right across your abs again. THWHHHHHAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP YT

14:39 Josh_White: "AAAARRRRGGH!" The strike hurts like hell, feeling like a thousand bee stings. But I bite my lips again continuing to defy and deny you and the watching subscribers. "See, I told you. You should have cut off his little cock first. Makes boys more docile and obedient." FemNazi69 comments on the site. I glare at the cameras.

14:39 Josh_White: yt

14:41 Sadistica: The strapping goes on for a good twenty minutes, during which your belly is ravaged with about 50 swings of the strap. FFFWWWAAAPPPPP THHHRRRAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPP THWHHHAAAAAPPPPPPP SSSPPPAAAAATTTCH WWWHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPP . I am sweaty and gassed. Maybe making you think you've one the first round, despite the pain you must be in. Throughout that time I haven't asked the question again. Only when I stop. Say "my name is PussyBoyJoshy".yt

14:49 Josh_White: I strain and strain again and again, but having played lots of sports and sustained all sorts of injuries and accidents, my pain tolerance is pretty high. Not that I didn't feel each SLAP of the strap striking against my gut like a serrated knife. "Ffffuccck yyyou, bbbitttch!" My reply causes an uproar on the website. Lesbian subscriber FemNazi69 continues to insist you clip my cock. The gays, the bears online, in particular tell her to shut up cause they wanna see you milk me... and that's not possible without my junk. She goes silent for a while. "PussyBoyJoshy got some gall. Gonna have to up your game, Lady Sadistica." BigBadBlackBear comments politely on the site.

14:49 Josh_White: yt

14:53 Sadistica: I step behind you and wrench your head back by the hair. Maybe your problem is you have mommy issues, huh? Is that your problem, PussyBoy Joshy? yt

14:57 Josh_White: I groan as you pull my hair hard and tug my head hard. "Fuck you! Unlike you and every cunt and faggot here, my momma new her place! Between my poppa's legs, like where all women and girls belong... subservient to men!" I reply again to the uproar of the watchers online. "And my name is Josh White! I'm a man, you crazy bitch! Neither you or anyone of them pervy motherfuckers watching own me!" I yell in defiance!

14:57 Josh_White: yt

15:03 Sadistica: I grin as you protest... holding your head cocked back. Well maybe then you have daddy issues. I let your head fling back forward, and step in front of you. There's someone I'd like to introduce you to. CLAW!!! You hear lots of feedback ting ding boop ding bleep ding bleep ding as the masked man who chloroformed you staggers into the dungeon and takes his position next to me. He glowers at you. I believe you've already met Claw? yt

15:12 Josh_White: My cocky arrogant grin suddenly disappears instantly. All my life I've been taught men and boys are superior to women and girls... But guys like this, he creeps me out. Makes me feel so small and weak. He's monstrous looking and appears formidable. Like he won't take any shit from anyone, let alone a helpless strung-up college boy like me. I haven't heard him say a word since I first encountered him... and his eerie silence makes him all the more abhorrent and intimidating. "Who the fuck? Get away from me! Don't you dare fucking touch me, freak!" I scream out with false teenage bravado, but there's a glint of fear in my voice as it breaks... just like it did when I hit puberty. "Get him the fuck away from me." I stretch and struggle to get free knowing full well it's useless.

15:12 Josh_White: yt

15:15 Sadistica: Claw is my apprentice torturer. He was just wallowing alone in solitary in that mental institution when I was able to secure an agreement to "foster" him. So he is quite happy to help me along in my little entreprise. Would you like to introduce yourself to Claw? Tell him your name? You boys are going to become good friends... intimate friends... over time. My tone is abosolutely cold and unfeeling. yt

15:21 Josh_White: "Fuck no!" I begin to shake my head no back and forth as I foolishly struggle in my bindings. My rippling scantily clad teenage jock body in full view of all those watching the livestream. "Stop! Get him away from me! This ain't right! You can't let him! Stop! Don't let him touch me, man! I'm not like that." I'm intimidated by his mere presence. Something about him not only creeps me out, but makes every muscle and nerve in my body twitch in fear. I don't know why. But he just does... I feel so... so small next to him... But regardless. I stand my ground, biting my lips, and continue to defy you.

15:21 Josh_White: yt

15:23 Sadistica: He rears back and lets out a wail like a squealing pig. EEEEIIIIIAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH. And then he just forcefully smacks your face with an open palm. SMAAAAAACK. I smile and say I think he's asking what's your name? yt

15:29 Josh_White: I groan out in pain! The hard smack has me seeing stars in the dark and dingy dungeon. My head swings back to manage the blow. Saliva drips down the sides of my aching jaw. "My name... My name is Josh... My name is Joshua White!" I blurt out knowing my defiance may only earn me more hurting than any good. But I can't. I can't let you break me. I'm a man. But I can't look Claw in the eye. The beast of a man has a naturally powerful intimidating effect on me... I keep my head cowed down avoiding eye contact with him... and with you.

15:29 Josh_White: yt

15:31 Sadistica: Claw wails again. Can he even speak? HHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIHHHHHH He goes to the work bench and returns with his own strap...same as mine but with little semi sharp studs protruding along one side of the strap. He rears back and drives the strap studs side into your abs. You thought I swung hard? THRHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATCH YT

15:36 Josh_White: "Nnnnooooaaah!" I flinch as the strap SLAMS into my already bruised and battered teen jock abs! "AAAAARRRGH!" I fail to keep my lips from parting as I scream out in pain. The semi sharp studs digging into my already tortured abs, which you had tenderized earlier. My body shakes as if trying to disperse the radiating pain coursing through my gut. I breathe heavily feeling as if the air had been knocked out of me. Quick breaths drawing as much air hoping it'll stop the agony spreading from my abs. "Oggg ffffuck!"

15:36 Josh_White: yt

15:37 Sadistica: Claw doesn't wait. The next strike of the strap is into your left rib cage. THHHHRAAAAAAAASH YT

15:46 Josh_White: "AAAAAAAAARRRGGGHWWWWWW! AAAAARRRG! AAAAAAAWWWW!" I'm unable to hold it in as my cries of pain echoes throughout the dungeon. My ribs feel the brutal thrash of each individual stud on the strap. Fuck! Any harder and I swear this fucker could break bone! The skin where the strap struck begins to turn a bluish purple. "Fuck, oh gawd! Fuck!" I cry out. The sound of your appeased subscribers also accompanies my screams of pain. Beep! Ding! Bleep! Boop! Ding! Ting! "Claw sure knows how to get their attention, doesn't he." Comments FemNazi69 with smiling emojis.

15:46 Josh_White: yt

15:48 Sadistica: I hiss in your ear, whispering. Come on Joshy. You know you won't hold out. Just tell your fans what your name is. yt

15:49 Josh_White: I wince in pain, but ignore your demand. "I... My name... ummmf... My name... is... Josh... Josh White!"

15:49 Josh_White: yt

15:50 Sadistica: I step away giving Claw ample swinging space. AAAAHHHHEEEEEEEAAAAAAAA He drives the strap back into your tenderized abs. THHHRRRAAAAATTTTTCCCHHHHHHHHH YT

15:55 Josh_White: "AAAWWWW! AAAAARRRGGG! AAWWWWWW!" I scream freely now, hoping maybe wherever I am that someone can hear my screams and come to my aid. My poor abs are sore, aching, and feeling very raw to the touch now. Sweat drips down my pale college teen body and saliva streams down the sides of my mouth. I look more of a reeking mess now than when we had initially started. My abs and ribs look quite worked over.

15:55 Josh_White: yt

15:56 Sadistica: Come on boy, you can't be so stupid as to not realize this will continue until you accept your name? What if I just have Claw strap you 25 times... will that take care of your stubbornness? yt

16:02 Josh_White: I shake my head no in response. Sweat glistens from my brow. The light of the pire reflects in my deep brown syrupy eyes as I breathe heavily trying to suck up the pain and deal with it like a man. "Fffffuck yyyyou!" I manage to blurt out despite the pain in my ribs and gut. "Damn, he's looking so hot and sexy, I just wanna fuck him right now!" A male subscriber comments on the site. "I think he could use good spanking on other more sensitive parts... like his hot cute bubble butt ass." A female watcher suggests this time adding some money to her request. $100 for 100 bare handed spanks to my jock buttocks.

16:02 Josh_White: yt

16:04 Sadistica: Why don't Claw and I play "what's your name" together? I go to the work bench and retrieve a short single strand bullwhip. I take my position behind you. What a nice back you have. What's your name? yt

16:08 Josh_White: "Come on! No more! I said my fucking name is Josh, Josh White!" I manage to yell out in one breath. GULP. I can't see you as you go behind me. "My name is Josh!" I add defiant as ever as Claw steps in front of me. The cameras each get remotely adjusted as they change their positions for the best view.

16:08 Josh_White: yt

16:10 Sadistica: Upon your assertion, I drive the whip across your upper back CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK Claw follows immediately with a strapping to your right rib cage. THRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATCH You then hear him growl, at least able to mouth one word. NAAAAME YT

16:20 Josh_White: Your whip CRACKS across my upper back as the sick sadistic members of the site watch. It's like Beethoven's Ninth Symphony for them as I howl and scream in agony! "AAAAAAARRRGGGH! AAAAAWWW! FFFFUCCCK!" I cry out as the whip LASHES across my bare back leaving its mark on my once unblemished pale white skin... Claw SLAMs the strap agonizingly against my rib cage sending a wave of brutal pain making me feel like he'd actually cracked some ribs. I don't really know. Too messed up right now to have a clear head and know. Fuck! If he did, I won't be able to play any sports this semester... troubling for my college sports scholarship. "AAAAARRRGGG! AAAAAAAA! AAAAAHHHHWWWWW! GAAWWWD!" I cry out as both the pain in my ribs and the thoughts of possibly losing my scholarship dawns on me... "I gggivve! I give..." I plead and can't help but surrender... "My name..." GULP. "My name is..."

16:22 Josh_White: "My name... My name is PussyBoyJoshy!" I surrender with tears dripping down my eyes.

To be continued - Chapter 2