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Date: Sun, 20 May 2012 11:01:52 -0700 (PDT)
From: Aihu Fist <aihufist@yahoo.com>
Subject: SHACKLED LOVE IN BRAZIL 5 by Aihu Fist

Shackeled Love in Brazil

by Aihu Fist

Part 5

-One day you will understand son, not now. Look, we have been talking and
you have not taken care of him, you see. Now look at his bulge, what has
become of it?  His manhood slumped into a slug's size. It will only rise
when you play with him, or if we find another male slave, a white one. Or
you must be with all the time and train him.

-Oh yes dad, I'd love that.

-We'll start his training tomorrow, so, why don't you give him foreplay?
Pull at his ears and stick your tongue in it.

Ronaldinho grabbed one of gringo's ears and flicked his tongue in it, which
felt like a wet stab, and aroused gringo once more.

-Enough, boys, it is bedtime.

So they went and left gringo behind, naked, vulnerable, and alone. He
needed to crap but it was dark now. He crawled on all fours to the corner
and defecated a huge dollop; god, how he hated his own stench. He was lucky
he had no allergies for straw or hay. He had just enough rope to his neck
to lie down on his back. He closed his eyes and pined for sweet dreams, and
hopefully forgot this nightmare.

Next morning, he thought, he'd wake up and would be in London to chase the
boys at Piccadilly's. He also reminisced about his attempts to be
straight. The relationship with his 'girlfriend' was a total fiasco. He
couldn't get hard, ever. In the end she ridiculed him, and made fun of
him. So, they spilt up. As an only child he was mum's favourite pet.

Until his 14th birth year he shared the bed with her, because his dad had
turned out to be a boy lover. Mum believed that dad might lust after him,
so she'd made sure he was never alone with, although she had let dad take
walks with him in the forest and parks. So, why did she become so paranoid
about dad and her son? Johnny, never found out, but he had found it to be
suspicious the way mum shielded him from dad until he turned 14, when she
thought it wasn't an age his father was after.  A friend of his dad, who
was a GP, had suggested that boys who sleep with mum will develop a gay
personality. Was that correct? Now that Johnny was indeed interested in
boys only? He would never find out, his mum died after his parents
divorced. His dad was arrested in Thailand for illicit sex with minors,
ended up in jail in the UK after extradition, where he was brutally
murdered. Was boy love genetic?

At times Johnny cursed both his parents for the desires he had for boys, he
didn't know who to blame, his mum or his dad. So, he was alone on this
world, he hadn't seen his girlfriend for the past five years, had no
contact with other family members. Who was going to find out about his
plight here in Bahia? No one, he was dead and forgotten. He had not wanted
anything to do with his parents family any more. He cut himself loose as he
called it, from bounds and ties in England. All too often he had told his
cousins that he hated England and that he would want to live in an exotic
place in the world, with lots of sun, and boys. The latter, he never
expressed publicly, of course. His credit card served for another five
years and no one in the bank would ever be alerted, let alone the cops.
Soon he would be illegal in the country. With those thoughts he dozed off
and fell fast asleep.

It was quite late when Ronaldinho and dad came to see gringo. They had
bought a muzzle and pulled it over his face. For his mouth they had a
gigantic pacifier in the shape of a dildo, made of latex, which would
prevent him from speaking or crying.

-Ronaldinho, please go now, and get the horsewhip.

He hurried fast away and came back with a short thin whip which he held
very firm in his little fist.

-I will rein him in by his tether, so he can't move a lot.

What happened then was crazy, they pulled gringo over to the wall with the
tether still around his neck, which was being reeled in through a metal
ring, and thus, he was pinned down vertically against a wall. He couldn't
speak and the boy was facing his bellybutton.

-Pass your whip over his face and go down with it all the way to his feet.
If he shivers or gives moans you shall correct him very kindly pat on his
bulge.

-Ok, dad, but that's risky, I could ruin his birdy and eggs.

-You got a point, son, just gently press your whip against the bulge, and
ram it under his bum and between his thighs as if you were cleaning a
chimney.

The whip started at the crown of gringo's head, descending over his
shoulders, to his armpits, which is where he lost his focus. Gringo wiggled
his shoulders a bit too fast. Next, the boy got his whip out under his
crotch, and moved back and forth with it. That made him even hotter and his
cock nearly punched a hole in his briefs.

-Look son, look, his tent is rising; now press your whip very hard on it,
and then give it a quick slap with the tips of your fingers.

Ouch, he couldn't say, but he cringed and nearly went through his knees.
Fortunately, the tether kept him in place against the wall. While his dad
didn't watch, the boy swiftly fished one of his balls and felt him up. It
soothed gringo's senses immediately, what a relief that was for gringo.

-Everyday they came to 'punish him' like that. Arousing him and then
punishing him for it; it felt like a sado-masochistic training. The boy
popped in with dad, but Rubinho went to see gringo at night, when all were
all in dream land.

-You are all mine, seis seis seis (six six six).  Do you like your new
name, dad gave you? Do you know that my dad is not my real dad and my mum
not my real mum? They adopted me from FEBEM (re-education institution) and
adopted me. However, my cousin is for real. He is still in his baby mind,
knows nothing about sex, that's why dad wants him to train on you, and use
as a sex toy. I was used as a sex toy in the FEBEM, and had the fun of my
life, which you will endure in tenfold. Dad knows I am capable of all sorts
and that I have seen more for my age than any of my peers, that's why it is
more fun with Ronaldinho. We enjoy seeing him coming of age. We are trained
into becoming man catchers, and Ronaldinho is way too innocent to
understand that. Some men catch boys, but we catch men. At night you will
be my bitch, because I know I will never want a real female bitch, I like
white bitches like you. Now I will loosen the tether for you to get on all
fours. I know you will like what I do to you.

He had the whip with at the ready, so gringo obeyed. He pushed his arse up
high; leaning on his elbows. He looked like human pyramid, his arse being
the apex. Rubinho slid the whip into his briefs form the backside, pushing
the underwear down without using his hands, and passed his the whip end
over his exposed arsehole.

-How do you feel about this, 666?  Just give me a nod, if you like it.

Gringo nodded.

-Neat, now let's see what a white boy like you can endure down here.

Gringo felt a finger rubbing his sphincter with increasing speed, and then
stabbed him in it.

-Ouch, he winged,

-Hey you 666, are you a virgin?

He nodded once more.

Rubinho got his hand in his own undies, cuddled his fine balls, and pulled
the foreskin back a few times, all the while fingering gringo. He got a
small bottle of coconut oil out of his bermudas and massaged his own prick
with it, which stood thrilling before gringo's backdoor. A handful of oil
went up gringo's arse. Gringo, of course couldn't see his hard wood, but
the minute it slid into his pink orifice, it felt long and hard.

-You could be my tiger, Rubinho hummed to him. And you're lucky that I am
not the one to come of age, because I am wicked, in comparison to my
na�ve cousin.



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