I had put an ad on craigslist stating that I had a small, totally shaven, white, eighteen year old boy who was my voluntary slave. I had said that who...ver wanted to could make plans with me to come to my place, open the unlocked door, and find the boy waiting in the living room to be used however they liked.These two black men had contacted me almost immediately, asking me what the boy was into and if they could fuck him as hard as they wanted. I of course said yes they could, and that it. The man closed and locked the door of the cage.“Bedtime is in one hour,” he said. “Clamps will be turned off remotely at that time. No talking. We can hear everything. Sweet dreams,” he said with more than a hint of irony.She didn’t know what he meant about the clamps until a minute or so later when another girl screamed. Then it clicked. The shocks were on some kind of timer. They would be happening for the next hour.She started crying. Sobbing, actually. Up til now, she hadn’t cried,. They were soon followed by Sally, who was being assisted by Beth. Sally had gained about twenty pounds each pregnancy with Jake and Julie. She was on track to gain another thirty with the latest one. Bruce made a quick glance at her huge tits as they jiggled about. They would be pushing the size of basketballs by the time she delivered.Beth and Sally were in the middle of a conversation, “It would be nice to get Clarice to move up here, but she really hates the cold. But we go down there quite. " I took a bite of some popcorn and continued my act in ecstasy. "Oh, my God. There's so much butter. I didn't realize you were so wet." I kept stuffing my mouth. "Oh, you like that," I mumbled. "You like it when I shove in my mouth. Mmm, it's so salty. OH, you like it when people watch it. No, don't get embarrassed, let them watch. Let them watch as I press my lips against you. As my tongue caresses the butter out of you." I snickered."You filthy Kernel, they can literally smell the butter.