The Commune
Bobby had grown up in a commune. A community in the middle of a wilderness that was completely reliant on itself via farming and various members with different skills. At the commune there was a central religion - called Daddy Time. Daddy time worshipped the relationship between a Master and his boy slave, praying to a leather cap in the church. The commune had a ritual, everyone knew this, despite it being only viewable to the elders of the commune each year. Each year, when a straight boy in the community turns 19, they’re taken from their normal lives and made sex toys for one of the elders. This was seen as a good and honorable duty. But to Bobby, who was about to turn 19 in a day, this did not sit well with him. Bobby liked his current life, his parents took good care of him, he was popular at the commune college and a star of the football team. Additionally, he was straight and loved pussy. Any girl in his college was just dripping to fuck him and he was more than willing to indulge. But now….all of that was done.
“Coach, why is my locker cleared out? Don’t we still have some games in the season left?” asked Bobby, a few weeks back. His Coach had looked at him and laughed.
“Bobby, when’s your birthday?”
“In a few weeks”
“Boy, you turn 19 soon, you’re never playing football again” Bobby had left the college in tears that day. When he got home, he confronted his mother about whether he could get out of the ritual. His mother scolded him for looking down on the ritual and how the Gods of Daddy Time would not be happy with him. Bobby sighed and went up to his room. His room was getting progressively empty to the point that it was now just a mattress and some clothes in a bag, his parents were getting rid of his stuff in anticipation of the ritual.
“Dad where are my shoes?”
His father stuck his head into Bobby’s room.
“Oh right, so you will from now on wear sliders to show off your socked feet, ok?” said his father as he was handed sliders and instructed to take off his sneakers. Bobby took off his sneakers and handed them over, his favorite Nikes, probably never to see them again. He looked down at his white ankle socks on the carpet and shoved them into the sliders. Well, at least that is more comfy, he thought.
“Best get used to not even wearing that. After the ritual, you’ll just wear white socks constantly. No footwear. Just socks” said his Dad, before running off. Bobby sighed.
Now, the day before the ritual, Bobby was sleeping in a tent outside of his regular home, his clothes had been reduced to sweatshirt, sweatpants, his undies and calf length white socks, and sliders. He had been dropped from the college and slowly he was noticing people watching him as he walked through town. He then saw one of his best friends across the town square, sitting on a bench…..wearing the exact same outfit he was…..holy shit Kyle was turning 19 too! Kyle was a blonde boy who played soccer at the college, more bookish than Bobby, but still a guy to be respected on campus.
“Hey Kyle” Kyle looked up from staring at the ground. He smiled, until he saw Bobby’s outfit. Bobby sat down next to him.
“So tomorrow, huh?” said Kyle.
“Yeah” said Bobby.
“I’m nervous man, it’s such an important step in our enlightenment, but I just….I like what I have, dude. I don’t wanna give up everything.”
“I tried to get out of it”
“How did that work?”
“It didn’t”
“I don’t like dick” said Kyle. “We are never tasting pussy again? Or sucking on a boob….I’m annoyed. Is there anyone else?”
“I don’t think so”
“Oh Benjamin Garvey”
“He’s turning - “
“Yeah, he is” Benjamin Garvey was a thin skater punk of dude with dyed shaggy black hair and could be found at the skate park most days. He didn’t have many friends and was known for being grumpy.
“So three boys. Well, at least we’ll be in it together.”
“Do you have any idea when it happens?”
“Sometime on our birthday”
“I wish I knew specifically, could prepare myself better” Bobby nodded and patted his friends back.
Bobby spent the night with one of the girls that he had fucked regularly, dressed only in his boxer briefs after sex and with a drink in hand, the boy was all smiles for getting some pussy in.
“Do we have time for another go?” asked Cass, as she beckoned him back to bed. Bobby looked down at her phone (he’d been taking naked photos for her to keep as a memory), and at that moment the clock went from 11:55am to 12am.
“Could be any time now” Bobby threw the phone back to Cass and laid down next to her. “Hey do you…..you got a big house, do you think I could…..hide here?” “What?” said Cass.
“Like stay here and hide out from the -
“Oh. Well-” Cass kissed Bobby on the head and opened her bedroom door. “This was fun, Bobby. But….it’s your time…..HE’S IN HERE!”
“No! No! NOOOOO!” Men in leather uniforms burst into the room and hauled Bobby out of the house over their heads, in just his grey boxer briefs. He was carried to the commune church, where a crowd was forming, mostly the commune elders, mostly older men. He found himself pleading with the crowd, please let me go! They brought him into the darkened church and carried him down the center aisle to the alter (a marble table with a leather cap and riding crop on it). The alter area was lit with a ton of candles. He was dropped down on the stone floor and quickly stripped naked. He was then carried to a bath behind the alter and dunked into it, scrubbed with soap by various men. He was quickly dried off and led back to the alter area - where Kyle had been just brought and was currently being stripped naked, the boy was fighting back but there was no hope. Bobby watched his friend be dragged naked to the baths.
The men dressed Bobby in white calf length socks and a leather collar was put on his neck that attached to a chain in the floor. His hands cuffed behind his back with a chain attaching them to ankle cuffs on his feet. When the men finished, they stepped away from him. Bobby gasped as he saw a wet Benjamin being dragged back from the baths. They dressed and secured Benjamin in the same manner, just on the far end of the semi circle that was the alter area. Then Kyle was brought back and dressed/secured the same way but in- between Bobby and Benjamin. The three boys looked at each other in collective fear. The church was filling up with the elders chanting the name of the religion “Daddy Time! Daddy Time! Daddy Time!”
Then Elder James stepped up to the alter in a white robe. Elder James had been their preacher for years, Bobby couldn’t even think of time where he didn’t know the man. To have him running this event was humiliating and odd for Bobby. He was suddenly very conscious with everyone gazing on them that all three boys were naked besides white socks, and with their hands secured - no way to cover themselves up.
“Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the ritual” said Elder James.
The crowd roared. Elder James looked at the boys and smiled.
“Hello Bobby, Kyle and Benjamin. Tonight is a very special moment for all of you. The time when you transition into sex toys, a beautiful moment for each straight boy at the commune. You should see this as an honorable duty, not a punishment or a some injustice. Your old life has ended officially and now you are remade into something of greater use.” “I don’t want to be someone’s play thing!” screamed Kyle. Elder James stepped down from the alter and caressed Kyle’s hair, petting him.
“It’s okay, Kyle. All who have gone before you in this ritual have had doubts. But there is no doubt that there is nothing better than the relationship between a master and his boy slave. A daddy and his boy. And you’re a better use to society this way. Daddy time!”
“Daddy time! Daddy time!” roared the crowd. Bobby looked back at the crowd and saw his mother with her arms in the air weeping with joy and shouting “Take them! Take them now!’. Bobby looked away.
“I ….am ready” said Benjamin.
Both Kyle and Bobby stared at Benjamin with shock. The two of them couldn’t even remember if they had ever heard Benjamin speak, that’s how much of a loner the boy was. And now he was….accepting his fate?
“I am ready to be a sex toy. It’s an honor that I will cherish, to worship whoever becomes my owner. I will reach my true purpose this way”
Kyle was pulling at his chains, but Bobby felt frozen. It was all too much, for a jock that had largely been calm and defiant in the face of this—-it was suddenly making him freeze. It would all be done, before he could wake himself from this stupor.
“Good boy, Benjamin” said Elder James as he stroked the boy’s chin. The crowd cheered. “We’ll begin with you”
A church helper arrived with a black box with red cushioning inside it. From the angle he was at, Bobby couldn’t see what was inside. Elder James reached in and brought out a leather cushioned panel gag, big and bulky. Elder James held it out to Benjamin.
“Kiss the gag”
Benjamin leaned forward and gave the leather a kiss.
“May this gag turn you silent and obedient, may you never be without it after today, may it be taken off for you to eat and put back on, may there come a day where your voice is never heard and the gag is all that remains. Do you have any last words before we gag you?”
“I’m gonna miss my skateboard”
Elder James grabbed Benjamin forcefully by the hair, pulling his head back as the gag was violently shoved in his mouth, tied at the back of his neck and secured with a large lock. Elder James then took out a blindfold from the box. He held it out in front of Benjamin.
“May this blindfold shield your sight, may you only be granted sight when your owner agrees to it. May it make you helpless and obedient”
Elder James slapped Benjamin hard, almost sending the boy tumbling and tied the blindfold tight. Elder James then reached for one final object from the box, a chastity device. He held it out in front of the now gagged and blindfolded Benjamin.
“May this chastity device keep you from touching yourself. May it leave you agonized from having your cock secured and unable to be accessed until your owner unleashes it, for HIS pleasure. Remember, your body is no longer yours, it belongs to your owner. May it be so”
This is when Benjamin whimpered, as his cock was locked up in the chastity device. A thick cock, bunched up into a tiny plastic device. It must’ve hurt, Bobby thought. He looked over at Kyle, who was looking down at the floor, anything to not see what was about to happen to him. On the bench yesterday, Kyle had said he understood that this was the next step to their enlightenment….yeah how does that feel now? Bobby thought, overtaken by his own anger.
Elder James was now cutting Benjamin’s shaggy black hair that tended to fall into the boy’s face, which must’ve set something off in Benjamin, because he was now definitely shouting into his gag. Soon Benjamin had been given a crew cut, neat and boyish. The church advisor swept up the hair on the floor and grabbed a new black box. Elder James moved on to Kyle. Kyle was weeping in frustration. Elder James opened up the new black box and brought out a ball gag. He held it out in front of Kyle.
“Kiss the gag”
“I’m not gonna kiss that”
Elder James reached down between Kyle’s legs and grabbed the boy’s balls, squeezing Kyle’s balls. The boy gasping in surprise. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Elder! Please let go!”
Elder James let go. Kyle trying to catch his breath from the pain.
“Kiss the gag’
Kyle slowly leaned forward, trembling and kissed the ball gag.
“May this gag turn you silent and obedient, may you never be without it after today, may it be taken off for you to eat and put back on, may there come a day where your voice is never heard and the gag is all that remains. Do you have any last words before we gag you?”
“Please just hear me out, I can do a lot for the commune. I’m smart and I can help plan shit and I - this is not fair!”
Elder James grabbed Kyle forcefully by the hair, pulling his head back as the gag was violently shoved in his mouth, tied at the back of his neck and secured with a large lock. The ball gag was huge, forcing Kyle’s mouth painfully wide open, his lips barely covering the red ball at the gag’s center. Drool was already starting to roll down his chin. Kyle locked eyes with Bobby, whimpering in his gagged state.
Elder James then took out a blindfold from the box. He held it out in front of Kyle.
“May this blindfold shield your sight, may you only be granted sight when your owner agrees to it. May it make you helpless and obedient”
Kyle shook his head “no! No!”. Elder James slapped Kyle hard, almost sending the boy tumbling and tied the blindfold tight. Elder James then reached for one final object from the box, a set of nipple clamps. He put one on each of Kyle’s nipples and the boy cried out. Bobby was quickly realizing that each of them would be gagged/blindfolded, maybe given different gags, but the final object was a surprise - chosen for the specific boy. He wondered what his would be. Elder James said his speech about the nipple clamps and then moved onto Bobby.
“Hello Elder”
Elder James took Bobby’s face in his hand and squeezed it.
“I hear you’ve been trying to run from this ritual, boy. You can’t run. Bad boy”
“Can you blame me?”
Elder James spat on Bobby’s face, causing Bobby to gasp in surprise. The crowd, which had largely gone silent in focus as the boys were prepared, cheered. Another black box was brought forward. Elder James pulled out a muzzle. Bobby’s eyes went wide at the sight of it.
“Kiss the gag”
“Fuck….shit…”
“Kiss it”
Bobby leaned forward and kissed the gag.
“May this gag turn you silent and obedient, may you never be -”
“Fucking hell, do it and get it over with. Fuck all of you!”
Elder James grabbed Bobby forcefully by the hair, pulling his head back as the muzzle was violently shoved in his mouth, the straps being secured all around his head, until Bobby’s face/head was completely encased in the muzzle. The muzzle was secured with a lock. Elder James then took out a blindfold from the box, gave his little speech that he had given to each boy and blindfolded Bobby. It was over, he was officially trapped. He heard Elder James take one more object out….Bobby prepared himself.
“May this butt plug get your hole ready to serve your owner. May it keep you wide and loose. May it make your hole even more pleasurable to the man you serve”
Bobby screamed through his muzzle, trying to pull at his restraints. NOOOOO!! Elder James laid the boy down and Bobby could feel a glob of lube stuck into his ass and then a great pressure as the butt plug was forced into his hole. Bobby was screaming into the muzzle. “Take it out! Take it out!” But no one could understand him.
Elder James stood at the center of the semi circle again near the alter.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, the boys have now been prepared”
The crowd roared going into another chant of “Daddy Time!”
All three boys were now tied up, gagged, blindfolded, moaning messes. Bobby in a fetal position due to the plug, Kyle trying desperately to remove the nipple clamps and Benjamin pressing his legs closed, as if ashamed of the chastity device stuck on him.
“Now let’s enjoy some footage of the boys before we give out assignments. To remember them briefly as they were”
A screen came down from the ceiling and video started. None of the boys could see it, but Bobby immediately recognized it and was shocked. It was a video that Cass had insisted on shooting a month ago of the two of them fucking.
“I want you to cum for me. Can you do that, baby? Cum for me, ugh baby, your pussy is so wet, you’re gonna make me cum! OH FUCK!” moaned Bobby in the video.
In the video, Bobby moaned for what seemed to be forever, letting forth a gush of cum. The crowded clapped in approval.
“Such strong seed, Bobby. And a lot of it. Your owner will be very happy about that. A great milking opportunity. Next video” said Elder James.
The next video made Kyle forget about the nipple clamps for a moment.
“Ugh yeah baby, you like my cock? You like it?!”
Kyle heard the bed trembling underneath him. How the fuck had they filmed him doing that? Every morning in college, Kyle would wake up and hump his bed like he was fucking someone, talking dirty too.
Kyle in the video took one final loud thrust and came, moaning into his pillow. Again the crowd clapped.
“We have such vocal boys, so into dirty talk. Thank goodness we’ve taken away your voices. So naughty. Next video”
Benjamin waited in humiliation. What would they show for him?
“I’m so horny” said Benjamin in the video. Benjamin gasped, it was a video that he sent to a girl via a sex app. Benjamin in his boxers feeling himself up until he came, his voice breaking into a high pitched cry as he soaked his boxers in cum.
“So beautiful” said Elder James. The screen went away and Elder James addressed the room again.
“Boys, that was the last of Bobby, Kyle and Benjamin. Those boys are now gone. Those lives gone. Bobby, you will now be known as Fido. Kyle, you will now be known as Slave. Benjamin, you will now be known as Slut. Fido, Slave and Slut. And now, your owners….”
Three men stepped forward from the crowd.
“Mr. Lorrie, for your service as a farmer. You are gifted Fido. May he serve you well”
Mr. Lorrie?! The large bear of a man who tended the green houses and would always given him a glass of a water when he passed the man on his morning runs. The boy’s abs glistening with sweat as he stopped at the greenhouse. That Mr. Lorrie?!
A large hand was suddenly petting his head.
“Hello Fido” said Mr. Lorrie. Bobby screamed into his gag.
“Mr. Timbers, for your service to the Commune. You are gifted Slave. May he serve you well”
Mr. Timbers was a muscled stud of an old man, who usually took care of new residents of the commune. He had always scared Kyle, just seemed so strong and his tongue tended to lick around his lips in a way that was sexual. Kyle flinched when a hand roughly gripped his shoulder, only to reach down and pull on the nipple clamps, causing Kyle to cry out.
“You are definitely my play thing, slave” whispered Mr. Timbers, his deep voice sending shivers down Kyle’s spine.
“Mr. Lu, for your service to the Commune. You are gifted Slut. May he serve you well’ Mr. Lu was the head of the commune schools and colleges, and known to be a tough guy that loved discipline. Benjamin had gotten in trouble with the man for many years, skipping school, etc.
“Hello Slut” said Mr. Lu. “I finally get to give you all the pain and discipline, a bad boy like you deserves. I’ve longed for this”
Mr. Lu grabbed Benjamin roughly by the hair and slapped him a few times.
“Okay men, you have your boys. Boys, you have been transformed. It is time for the first bonding between Master and Boy. Let us take to the cliffs”
Each boy was unchained from the floor, as their masters lifted them over their heads, a hand against their shoulders and a hand on the their asses, the tied up boys dangling in the air. Their socked feet flopping about. Each master carrying their boy down the center aisle, as if they were holding a prized piece of meat above their heads, the crowd shouting “DADDY TIME!!!!!”.
The cliffs were just that, a set of cliffs at the far edge of the Commune, overlooking the ocean. For this event, three wooden platforms had been made on them. On the far left one, Bobby was tied spread eagle by ropes. In the center once, Kyle was brutally hogtied, to the point that his socked feet (all the boys still wore white calf length socks, and only that) were touching his head almost. On the far right one, Benjamin had been tied to a wooden post, his arms tied above him and his legs spread in a spreader bar. Slowly the new masters put on a show for the crowd. Mr. Lorrie fucked Bobby. Mr. Timbers whipped Kyle’s feet until Kyle was sobbing. Mr. Lu whipped Benjamin’s back, shouting at him to apologize for being bad. The boys would never see each other again, in fact their view of each other before being blindfolded was the last sighting. After being used on the cliffs, they were packed into boxes and shipped to distant dungeons where their new owners/masters/daddys would continue training them.
Bobby lay in his box as he was shipped, now covered in Mr. Lorrie’s cum, tied up again, still naked with just white socks, still gagged and blindfolded. He couldn’t believe this night, couldn’t believe what had happened. He was still Bobby, he kept voicing to himself. Mr. Lorrie, traveling with the box, had obviously heard him.
“No boy, your name is not Bobby anymore. It’s Fido. I’m gonna make you a good dog, Fido. Need that in my garden. A good dog.’
“I’m Bobby” moaned Bobby thru his gag. “Shh Fido, be a good pup”
Fido whimpered in his gag. Mr. Lorrie reached into the box and caressed Fido’s balls to comfort him.
“It’s okay, Fido. One day, you’ll be grateful for this. You will thank all the elders for giving you the honor of serving a man’s cock. Shhh. Can you say woof, Fido?”
Fido woofed into the gag.
“Good boy, Fido. Good boy. I think the first thing we should do when we get to your new home is milk you. Getting out some of that thick cum of yours will certainly tire you out. And I long to drink it. Oh Fido, I’m gonna drink your cum every day.”
Fido woofed into his gag. Bobby becoming a distant memory.
