The Royal Bloodline

Tarak nearly walked into the rear of Kao's horse before he realized she had stopped. Her recon team was galloping back at full speed. It wasn't until they were next to Kao that he noticed a body draped over the back of one of the horses. The prisoner was untied and unceremoniously pushed off the horse, dropping to the ground with a grunt.

As the advance troops explained to Kao exactly what they had seen, the male prisoner was stripped of his clothes and had his balls and wrists bound just as Tarak had been. He had been on sentry duty, but was carelessly drinking from the creek when he was assailed by the women. A bloody lip and nose spoke to the fact that the women tried to beat information out of him, but he withstood the assault without revealing any vital facts.

Kao dismounted her horse to get a better look at her new prisoner. "We'll move on for another hour, then we'll rest," she said. Holding his bound balls and giving a light tug, she continued, "This one can carry a load too, like the other one. And gag him; I don't care to hear him screaming at me. A ball gag'll do."

Her troops had wanted to rest when the recon team returned, but they understood the strategy of riding on. A full hour of having to pull a 30 pound load by his testicles over this terrain would be unbearable for any male unaccustomed to having his balls treated so poorly. His resistance would be worn down and a sort of camaraderie would begin to form between the two males, as only they could understand the pain and indignation they were forced to endure.

Oddly, the women were proud of their male as they listened to the new prisoner grunt and cry, as his load bounced behind him. He appeared to be a stronger male with at least 20 pounds more muscle than Tarak, but of course, muscles were useless to alleviate the pain he was experiencing. Tarak had pulled his weight with little more than grunts for three full hours and continued to do so in the fourth hour.

Just as the prisoner was wishing he had never been born with this manhood, Kao decided it was time to rest. The new male fell to his knees, then over onto his side. Both males were tied to a tree while the women stretched their legs and filled their stomachs.

Tarak looked around and when he felt the coast was clear, he tried, as best he could with a bit in his mouth, to tell his new ally not to talk. The prisoner didn't have a chance to reply before Tarak was suddenly dragged away down the hill, just out of the new prisoner's sight.

Within a minute, the prisoner heard Tarak begin to scream hysterically. The screaming lasted for nearly 10 minutes before Tarak was dragged back to the tree, and the bit replaced in his mouth.

"He wouldn't talk, but perhaps you will," Kao said as she released her new prisoner from his bonds and dragged him down the side of the hill kicking and screaming. The well defined male was strung up to a limb with his toes barely touching the ground.

"Your comrade didn't tell me a thing, but I think you know what's best for yourself. Save us both the trouble of going through this stupid charade, and tell me everything you know about you army's strength and plans of attack."

"Fuck off!"

Kao laughed. "Oh, another brave one. Ok. Oh, and for future reference, I only ask once."

Kao approached the trembling male and opened a small container of paste. It didn't appear to menacing, but the young male was still weary. Kao dipped her fingers into the soft white cream and deliberately covered every millimeter of the half-hard cock with it. It took only a few seconds for the evil magic of the paste to kick in. If he hadn't been able to actually see his cock, he would have sworn that she had lit his manhood on fire. Searing pain coursed through his entire shaft and ballsac. His screams matched that of Tarak's. The slight breeze only worked to intensify the pain, which showed no signs of subsiding.

Between his screams, he yelled as many obscenities at his tormentor as he could. Kao just stood back and watched her handiwork. She liked this part the best. It always made her a little wet between her legs to watch a beautiful naked male, stretched, fighting against his bonds. She adored the twisting of his muscles and flailing of his sex, which without fail, had become rock hard.

Kao never quite understood why a male's sex would become erect, but she just assumed that it was in their nature to enjoy the pain they were given by the superior sex. If only the rest of their brain would comprehend what their cock already knew, none of this would be necessary.

Kao left his cock and balls fully coated as she dragged the unfortunate male back to the tree where Tarak had almost fully recovered from his episode with the cream. His cock still stung, and it would for another two hours, but it wasn't so intense that he couldn't control his expression of pain. He didn't want to give the women the satisfaction of hearing him scream and moan like the pathetic male that was next to him.

The 170 pound stud had his wrists tied to a rope which encircled the oak tree, but Tarak had been secured to the tree by the collar which stretched his balls. Once the women tired of watching the two males wither in dwindling pain, Tarak removed the thong that had been forced upon him and used it to wipe the remaining cream from his fellow prisoner's sex. The male was startled but quickly welcomed the aid as he felt immediate relief.

It was strange to have another male handle his sex so openly, but apparently his cock enjoyed it. To his great embarrassment, his cock began to grow, yet he did nothing to discourage his new friend from giving him much needed relief. He heard a few women in the distance laugh when they noticed his arousal. Humiliation or continued pain. The young stud chose humiliation.

He took a deep breath and sighed. "Thank you." His cock was fully erect, but he didn't care. "She's gonna pay. She's gonna pay," he repeated with conviction.

Tarak stopped his work on the erect cock he held in his hands and looked at him expectantly. He wanted to ask him for promising details, but the bit made that impossible. The other male's cock twitched in Tarak's hands as he confided in him the details of what lie in store.

"I'll let you know when to keep your head down. There'll be about-"

"Like what he's carrying between his legs, slut?" Kao interrupted, not expecting an answer.

Tarak could only grunt his protest at her unexpected arrival, but she ignored his protest.

"I think we can accommodate you, slave. Come on. Time to move out."

Unexpectedly, a team of women quickly locked a thick leather posture collar around each male's neck, then worked a set of ropes around their torso and lower thighs. They were then hoisted up six feet into the air, legs spread wide. The newest prisoner's heart raced, expecting another assault upon his sex which hung precariously between his outstretched legs.

He still fought his bindings until he saw a horse positioned directly beneath him. He felt the ropes lurch, lowering him slowly towards the saddled horse. He breathed easier, thinking his balls were going to be given a break from pulling the heavy pack. But just then his back went rigid when he felt a rubber tipped object touch him between his spread ass cheeks. His movement was suspended while a lieutenant lined the object up with his anus.

They let gravity unmercifully settle the young male onto the 10 inch rubber phallus, which was securely centered on the saddle. He felt his anus stretch then close around the smallest bulb at the tip of the dildo. His body weight forced his anus to spread again to swallow the second, slightly wider bulb, then the third and finally a fourth much wider bulb stretched his sphincter muscle only to have it close tightly at its base. Each bulb forced a gasp from his lungs. He had never been assaulted like this before. With each bulb, he thought his ass was going to be split in half. He felt the tip of the phallus deep inside his body, causing his torso to remain ramrod straight while the women tied his feet to the stirrups.

Tarak had been watching while he was suspended from a different branch. He had seen this type of torture used on males before, but had never been subjected to it himself. Royalty had its privileges, or so he believed. The further mortification for Tarak came when Kao herself, deliberately led his horse in front of him so he could see what she had done.

Tarak couldn't move his head, but his peripheral vision allowed him to see that his personal royal saddle had been permanently altered to bear a similar rubber phallus of at least 10 inches. Another slap in the face. Another gesture that Kao would never respect his royal bloodline, that he was simply another worthless male deserving of no respect.

He fought back the tears of both the pain and indignation as he felt his own anus widen then clench each bulbous intruder. Finally, his body weight had forced him down as far as his anus could stretch. He felt his muscle tighten around an even wider bulb, holding him fast to the horse. A single tear slipped from his eye and slid down the soft tan skin of his face.

Kao readied her troops, mounted her own horse and gave the orders to move out. She looked back and smiled at her fiendish handiwork. She saw two beautiful naked males, torsos perfectly straight, their heads held upright and straight and their cocks hard as rocks. How wonderful it was to be a woman.

Over the next hour, the males were fucked with every step the horses took. Each step over the uneven terrain twisted the horse beneath them, causing the phallus which filled their rectums to twist and fuck. Pulling 30 pounds of weight with their balls was one thing, but this was not only a physical fuck, it was a mind fuck.

Tarak had been forced to endure much hardship during his upbringing as a male, but nothing had prepared him for this. He felt himself begin to break mentally. He had done a good job of stifling his moans during the early portion of their journey, but he didn't bother to try to stifle the moans forced from him by the dildo.

Then without a warning Kao motioned forward, signaling for the troops to move at a full gallop. Tarak's body was violently thrust up off the saddle six then eight inches, each time slamming down hard. Several times he landed on top of his bound testicles, sending chards of pain through them as well.

Tarak saw a line of trees in the distance and hoped that they would stop once they reached them. What the violated male didn't see was the small creek bed that his horse decided to jump, following the lead of the other horses.

It happened within a second, but Tarak felt his body lift off the phallus as the horse was in mid-air. He felt the tip of the intrusion at his opening. A little further and he would have escaped its torturous rape, but it was not to be. The horse landed and Tarak's 150 pound frame slammed down even harder, forcing his sphincter muscle to stretch to an unimaginable width and engulf the final three inch wide bulb at the base of the dildo.

The royal male screamed like he had never screamed before. He was absolutely certain that his body had split between his legs. He felt his anus remain stretched but tighten around the cruel intrusion. His sphincter gripped that last bulb so tightly that his butt never left the saddle for the remainder of the gallop. But each stride of the horse sent searing pain into his lower torso. He felt like some hand puppet being jolted from side to side by the animal beneath him.

The hard ride continued for another 10 minutes at full gallop. Both prisoners not only had their bodies raped but their minds raped as well. Each imploded mentally, almost becoming numb to the pain. Tarak didn't even realize they had stopped just inside the line of trees, until he felt a slap across their tear-streaked faces.

"What do you know?" Kao asked plainly, leaning over from her mount and ripping the bit from the boy's mouth.

Tarak saw that the other prisoner was well away from them. He turned slightly. "You own me, my queen."

Kao was surprised by his words. She knew the saddle would fuck his mind as well as his ass, but she was in military mode. She glanced down and noticed his cock rise to its full length. He wasn't feigning anything. She had broken him.

It took her a second to respond. "Yes, I do own you now, slave. But we can discuss that later. I need to know what you learned from the prisoner."

He hesitated, but she had no time for hesitation. She pressed her thumb down squarely on Tarak's right nut. She saw the pressure build in his face.

Tarak responded with considerable effort, "He said we were heading straight towards a fortified outpost. He said it was inside a line of trees near a lake. He told me to keep my head down as soon as we reached that point because his troops would soon attack."

Chapter 3

She let up on his testicle, and he gasped for air. He wanted to double over, but the rod in his ass kept him upright.

"Oh shit!" Kao turned her horse and headed back towards her troops. "Prepare-" Her words were cut short by a bullet that ripped through her right shoulder, sending her somersaulting to the ground where her head slammed against a boulder.

Tarak was defenseless. He tried to remain brave, as he awaited the bullet which was meant for him. He heard Kao's lieutenants yelling back and forth in between the bursts of gunfire. He knew the royal forces, with their bow and arrows, would be no match for the automatic gunfire. Slowly, the number of voices he heard barking orders dwindled to complete silence.

Tarak turned his horse to see his fellow prisoner walking freely towards him, albeit naked. He had managed to remove his posture collar but still walked with the stretcher around his balls. He was followed closely by his four surviving troops who had conducted the ambush. The royal military had done better than Tarak had imagined.

It took some effort, but Tarak was finally extricated from the intrusive phallus which had tortured him for so long. He was helped down to rest against a fallen tree.

"Major, this is the best we could do," one of the troops offered to his naked superior officer. The nude solder quickly donned the pants and boots. He huddled with his troops, sending them away for reinforcements. He was left alone with Tarak and a motionless Kao.

"Is she dead?" Tarak finally asked, still shaken from the ride.

"No, she's out cold, but she's alive. For now. What unit were you with? How long have you been held captive?

"They captured me about six months ago. I was with the South Mountain Rangers," Tarak lied, thinking of a viable bio as quickly as he could.

"What's your name and rank, soldier?"

"Lance Corporeal Bale, Major."

The major sat beside Tarak. "We were tipped off that the mighty General Kao would be leading an expedition into the prairie lands. I acted as the decoy to be taken prisoner but I never expected to be put through all that. Thanks for helping me get through it. I want to have you reassigned to my division.

"I'm going to make you my personal assistant," he said, lightly touching Tarak's half hard cock. "And what's this band on your cock for?"

"Umm...it keeps me from cuming. That way one male can be used by all of the women." Tarak was stunned by everything the major had just said. He didn't know what to question first. "You said you were tipped off?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah." The major had become fully distracted with the naked boy beside him. "I could use a boy with your skills."

Tarak was shocked. The major was only a few years older, but spoke to him as though he were far superior.

Kao began to regain consciousness. She felt the searing pain in her shoulder, but as she lifted her head, chards of pain shot through her neck and skull. She had nearly sat upright when a booted foot pushed her back down.

"Don't try to move, bitch. Don't worry. Your pain won't last long. I just wanted you to wake up so you could see who it was who killed you. I'd like to slit your throat right now, but it sounds like Lance Corporeal Bale, here, has first dibs," the major said, handing the unsheathed blade to Tarak.

"Don't you fucking dare," Kao seethed.

"He's mine now. See?" The major pointed to Tarak's erection.

Tarak took the knife in hand, stared at the sharp deadly blade and stared back at Kao. He took a deep breath.

"I've sworn my devotion." He looked back at the major, still sitting at his side, and without any expression, rammed the blade deep into the soldier's exposed chest, piercing his heart. The major died immediately with an expression of shock left on his face.

"I swore my allegiance to you, General Kao. I belong to you," Tarak confirmed, dropping the knife.

Kao took a few seconds to let the scene settle in. She truly didn't see it playing out this way, but was thankful. This was not fake devotion. He was sincere.

Tarak continued, "We'll have to move fast. He sent for reinforcements to make a counter strike. He said he had been tipped off to the attack. The rest of our troops are dead. I think we have only two good horses left: mine and one of your lieutenant's over there."

Kao dispatched him to collect the horse and any supplies he could find. Tarak found the first aid kit and patched up his new owner as best he could. He helped her to her feet and onto her new mount.

The young male was about to mount his own steed when he realized it still bore the phallus. He hesitated and glanced to Kao.

"We don't have time to change saddles. You're a royal male. You're my royal male. You can endure it."

"As you wish, ma'am." With newfound confidence, Tarak slowly slid himself down the phallic intrusion. Somehow it wasn't as bad this time. Maybe it was because he had been stretched. Maybe it was because he was doing it for her, not because of her. It still took his breath, but it also gave him his own erection. Kao smiled. That too, belonged to her.

They rode off together at a full gallop. Tarak let the last bulb not only stretch his anus but also make his hard cock stream precum. They continued on for nearly an hour before slowing. They returned to the royal mansion by nightfall where Kao received the necessary medical attention.

As Kao was carried off to receive the necessary care, she said to the queen, "I would be proud to continue the royal bloodline with your male. He has proven himself worthy. I owe him my life."

The queen did not know quite what to say. Something had happened out there that only those two would know.

Tarak dislodged himself from the mounted dildo, which garnered the attention of the slaves as well as his mother and sisters. He had returned a different boy. He knew his place. He considered himself to be, maybe not a common slave, but not one who was better than all the others. He was proud to belong to Kao, a label that most male slaves would dread.

His mother could see that he had been through a lot that day. "Come with me, boy, and we'll get you cleaned up."

Tarak resisted his mother's offer of care. "No, my queen. I'm fine. I belong to Kao now, and she needs my protection. Someone tipped off the rebels to our campaign. I think they wanted Kao dead, and they might still try to kill her. I can't let that happen."

He didn't wait for a response. He took the wet towel from a slave and wiped himself off as he followed Kao to the medical wing in the royal compound. He realized that his balls were still bound, swinging from thigh to thigh. He did feel some residual pain in his nuts, but it was put there by Kao, and he was proud to endure it.

The junior slave who had dressed him only 24 hours before ran after Tarak to give him his royal skirt as he stood guard beside Kao, his cock at full attention.