James had just had an argument with his dad. He was 19 and was sick of still living with his parents. He stormed out of the house and told his parents he would not be back. He walked towards his favourite place to go walking. It was an extremely large field with some woods at the end of it. He started to walk up the path and his anger started to melt away. He reached the woods very quickly and started to walk on his normal path. He suddenly started to hear some noises. It sounded like frantic voices. He had walked in these woods and new everyone who also walked their. He decided to investigate and work out what the sound was. He kicked his way through a bush and found himself in a clearing. He could see a figure on the floor. He rushed towards the figure when he heard a click. " Bad move James." James turned slowly and saw a group of teenagers that he knew from his College. There were 3 of them. The leader was holding a gun. He quickly realised that the figure on the floor was also in posession of a gun. He was surrounded. He felt the gun hit the back of his head. Everything went black.
James awoke slowly. He tried to move his limbs but he couldn't. He started to panic until a voice out of sight said "struggling makes it tighter." He looked down and saw that he was still wearing his clothes but he was slightly wet, he presumed that he was dragged to wherever he was. He looked up and saw one of the people from his college standing next to the bed he was tied spreadeagle to. The boy from James's college started to laugh. "I hope people weren't expecting you to come home James." He broke out in laughter again.
James began to panic, he was writhing around the bed which was holding him captive.At this point he noticed that he was gagged. The teenager infront of him began to open a briefcase which was resting on the dresser next to the bed. He slowly explained: "James, we have noticed you in the changing rooms at university. We get that being gay is diffucult. So what we do is help those amongst us who are gay and help them express themselves. Here is how it goes. You are now our slave. You are not our only slave, if you listen carefully you can hear the other slaves. We have 20 in total. We have targeted those who are gay and are extremely shy. This is the training camp if you will. After 6 months spent here you are sent to one of our houses. We are the captors, there are 7 of us. We are not gay but we target those who are as they have more trouble exclaiming their sexual orientation. In a way we are doing you people a favour." James was fuming, but slightly excited. The teenager had pulled a pair of scissors out of his briefcase. He started to cut James' trousers off. He noticed at this point that James was pitching a tent in his boxers though he still writhed around the bed. "Get used to the lack of clothes, you probably won't be wearing any for a long time. He then cut off his shirt and boxers. He slowly walked back to the briefcase and pulled out an electric razor and shaving foam. "A good slave is a clean slave." He applied the foam to James' legs, balls and pubic area. He shaved off the hair in about 10 minutes. He also shaved his armpits. "Sorry about this part James but i'm not sure that i am happy with how you have been struggling." He then began to shave his head.
10 minutes later James was completely bald. "Time for your introduction." His hands were released and was quickly put in a strict hogtie. He was lifted on to the captor's shoulder and taken out of the bedroom. Soon he heard a door being opened and him being taken inside. He saw a stool in the middle of the room. Quickly he realised that it was not a room and infact a cell. He was placed over the stool so his ass was sticking high up in the air. Then he was tighed to the stool. He was given some food. And then the captor winked and shoved a dildo in his ass. James moaned with pleasure. "See you in the morning, sleep well James."
James awoke to the door of his cell being opened. 7 people walked in, all dressed in casual clothing. He was told to stand against the wall. The 7 then inspected him. Finally one of them said "Mark, you can have him. You only have 2 so far." Mike was apparently pleased by this as he smiled and agreed to the preposition. A leash was attached to James' neck and he was led passed the other cells. He heard murmering as he walked past. He could make out a few things they were saying such as: "Your with Mike, unlucky you." James was intruiged by this response. He couldn't understand if this was a sort of hazing technique or if he really should be worried. He was taken into a seperate room where 2 boys his own age, maybe older, were kneeling on the floor. Naked and shaved like James. They were also leashed, although their leash was attached to a pole in one corner of the room. Their hands were bound behind their backs. "This is your temporary home. You will live here for 6 months. Then you will go somewhere else." Mike barked. James was extremely aroused by the sight of the 2 other college students in the room. He seemed to remember talking to one of them once. There was a large bed against one wall. James was attached .via his leash, to another pole in a seperate corner of the room. "Some people think i am strict. But i produce the best slaves from this house. BOYS." The 2 students stood up at this remark. "What happens to those who disobey?" The boys quickly barked: "They are punished!" James gulped. Quite loudly from the reaction of Mike. "I am strict but i am fair." I will leave you 3 to talk amongst yourself. I will be back in 1 hour. Get used to this James." With that he turned around and walked out, closing the door behind him.