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Der Dresseur, an S&M fantasy with Nazi overtones
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
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Der Dresseur
from the "Leatherjacket Tales"
by Leatherman
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"Machen-Sie schnell!!!" the voice screamed through the large
hall in perfect German. Four men were lead quickly to the
center of the room, which appeared to be a brightly lit,
sterile basement. Each man was escorted by a servant of the
man who shouted the orders. They wore black leather pants and
boots, thick chest harnesses, black gauntlets, and black hoods
over their heads. The man they opened shouted louder. He was
muscular, but of only medium height. His black hair was cut
close to his head and a thick black moustache outlined his
lip. A tall, perfectly built, blond haired, blued eyed man
stood at the Master's side. A chain was attached to his neck
and ended at the master's belt.
"Remove your clothes, NOW!" he ordered as he snapped his fist
on a table before him. Each of the men quickly undressed,
their clothes in heap before them. "Stand at attention,
worthless dogs!" the Master screamed out. He proceeded to
inspect the men.
Each subject was different in appearance. The first was small,
no more than 5'3", light built, hispanic origin. He appeared
to be nervous and unsure of what was going to happen. The next
was a tall, muscular, black main with smooth as silk skin, and
deep brown eyes. The third was an oriental, of average height
and weight. The fourth man caught the attention of the Master,
however. He was tall, thin but muscular with long, sandy-brown
hair, light eyes, and a mustach. His sparse body hair was
blond. "What is your name?" the Master asked sticking his
riding crop in the man's face. "Kurt," he replied. Immediately
he was struck with the riding crop. "Forget something, pig?"
the Master shouted, spitting in Kurt's face. "Yes, SIR!" Kurt
answered. "We will see to it you don't make such an error
again, Kurt," the Master said through his teeth striking the
man again.
The Master snapped his fingers. The servants in leather each
responded by attaching a collar and chain to the necks of the
four men. There hands were cuffed behind their backs. They
were then led into the next room by the servants.
This room was larger than the first. Several large tables with
retraining devices were in the center. Along the side were
four large cages. Each cage was divided into two parts. To the
other side a pair of long chains hung from the ceiling. Nearby
was a machine with a metal rod protruding from it. At the end
was a rubber type cylinder with small spikes in it. The men
were led into the center of the room and stood at attention.
They awaited instruction from the Master.
"You have been sent here by your own Masters due to your
disobedience. Here, you will learn to obey. You will know how
to be a good dog to your masters." He snapped his fingers. The
smaller part of each cage was now filled by a large dog. There
were a Shepherd, a Doberman, a Greyhound, and a Pit bull. Each
dog barked loudly and came to silence as the Trainer snapped
his fingers. "You will each be trained with one of those
magnificent creatures." Each man was led to a cage and forced
to go inside. The dogs barked loudly, but were still separated
from the slaves by metal bars. The Trainer left the slaves to
become familiar with their cagemates. When he returned, his
servant took Kurt from his cage and led him back to the center
of the room.
"Get on the table!" the Trainer ordered striking Kurt across
his ass. One of the servants took two small leather sacks and,
positioning each of Kurt's hands into a fist, tied the sacks
in such a way that his hands could no longer grasp anything as
a human might.
"I want you all to observed," he ordered to the others in
their cages. "Kurt, get on all fours on the floor." Kurt
obeyed, and positioned himself so that he was supported by his
hands and the on the balls of his feet. The Trainer then
walked him across the room, quickening the pass. Kurt lost his
balance and stood without being ordered. The Trainer beckoned
at two of the hooded servants. They forced Kurt over to
another table. There was a hole in the center of the table.
Kurt was lifted so that his cock and balls lined up with the
hole. As he was pressed to the table top, he felt his cock and
balls being grabbed by a metal device which seemed to squeeze
them tightly in place. His legs were allowed to dangle off the
side of the table while his hands were cuffed behind his back.
Suddenly, the table top turned. Kurt felt himself now hanging
by his cock and balls. "You will learn to do as you are
ordered ONLY!" the Trainer shouted. Kurt screamed as he felt
his balls being struck by a rubber hose. When the pain
stopped, he realized that two servants were holding his leg
tightly in place above the table. A metal device was being
attached to each foot. As they were secured with metal straps
and bolts, Kurt felt a sharp pain in the balls of each foot.
Kurt was released from the table and fell to the floor. His
hands were uncuffed and he crawled out from underneath.
"Stand!" he was ordered. Kurt attempted to stand, but found he
couldn't. The devices on his feet forced them into such a
position that he could not balance upright. He now supported
himself with his hands and followed the servant that led him
back to his cage. He could only walk on all fours like a dog.
As he stepped, he felt the metal prongs in the devices dig
deeper into each foot. He returned to his cage and observed as
the other four men were forced to undergo the same treatment.
Each man was led back to his cage to be fed. The servants
placed a dish with their name on it in the cage. They ate with
their mouths as the other beasts and were allowed to sleep
until morning.
Kurt was awakened by the shouts from the first cage. The
hispanic youth was being dragged from his cage by a servant
who beat him savagely. The Trainer came into the room. He
looked in the cage and shouted at the youth. "Jose! Heel" the
youth immediately knelt before the Trainer. "I see you could
not hold your shit like the others," he snapped at the slave.
He seized hold of Jose by the neck and forced his head down.
"Eat it, " he ordered. "Next time you'll wait for permission,"
he shouted as Jose cleaned the floor of his cage with his
tongue.
During the day the slaves were exercised by the servants. They
were taught to beg, heel, fetch. Failure to obey resulted in
punishment with the Trainer's stun gun. This time, however,
when they were returned to their cages, the dividers had been
removed. Each dog was muzzled and seemed docile. The slaves
were ordered to eat from the same dish as the dogs had
previously eaten from, and later were each made to sleep with
the dogs. The Trainer ordered the slaves to position
themselves behind the dogs on their knees. "Now, you will each
lick the dog's ass clean with your tongues!" Kurt worked his
tongue deep into the dog's ass, licking voraciously. The
muscular black slave refused to obey. The Trainer ordered him
from his cage. He was taken to the chains that hung from the
ceiling and suspended by his wrists and ankles so that he hung
in the shape of an "X" above the floor. A servant took a
lubricant and forcibly worked it into Bart's firm, black ass.
Then, Bart felt the tip of a rod being forced into his hole.
Nothing happened for a moment. A motor started. Bart felt the
rod enter deeper, then stop. Kurt saw from his cage how Bart
had the end of the impaler in his ass. It was an odd device,
like a large, rubber cock at the end of a metal rod, but the
rubber part had small studs in it. Every few minutes the motor
turned on, forcing the tortuous device deeper into Bart's ass.
The Trainer took alligator type clamps and attached them to
Bart's oversized balls. At the end were small chains from
which weights were hung. As the impaler turned slowly and
forced the rod into him, Bart jerked his body in the chains
causing the weights to swing and pull down on his balls. This
continued until the rod was completely inside on his ass.
Bart's frame dripped with sweat. "You will obey when you are
ordered to perform?" the Trainer question. "Yes, Master," Bart
replied gasping for air. The Trainer commanded a servant to
remove the impaler. Bart screamed as the studs on the rubber
dildo ripped at his ass when the rod was pulled out from him.
He was allowed to return to his cage.
This training continued for a few more days, but was far from
complete. The Trainer spoke to the slaves early in the evening
of the end of the week. "We are now to begin another phase of
your training," he explained. "Kurt, you will be first." Kurt
was taken from his cage and led to the center of the room. The
tables had been removed and a pen had been constructed. Kurt
was ordered into the center. His legs were spread far apart
and his feet, which still had the metal brace to force him to
walk as a dog, were chained to the floor. His arms were
extended in front of him at slight angles and attached to a
low stand placed by his face. A leather covered bar, which was
on hinges at the top of the stand, was fit tightly into Kurt's
mouth. Kurt noticed that the Oriental boy, Tom, was led from
his cage and chained outside of the pen.
The Blond servant, who had not yet participate in the
training, led a large Pit Bull to the pen. The dog was acting
strangely. The servant held it tightly by its chain. Tom was
ordered to go into the pen. He found that his chain was long
enough so he could position himself behind Kurt's ass. Tom was
ordered to lick Kurt's exposed hole. Tom hesitated before he
started. This caused the whip to crack against Tom's back
several times. Tom then proceeded to lick Kurt's hole. He was
ordered to stop, and go back to his corner.
"Now, Kurt, I hope you are ready" the Trainer grinned. He took
the Pit Bull and led it into the pen, then closed the door to
the pen. Kurt knew that the dog was sniffing him. Suddenly,
the dog seemed to jump and positioned itself over Kurt's ass.
Kurt felt the dog's enlarged cock ram into his body without
warning. The dog ravaged Kurt's unsuspecting ass. What was
only a few minutes seemed like hours as the weight of this
animal in heat forced itself into him. The other slaves looked
on as they knew that they would soon be bred by the dogs that
shared their cage. Kurt felt the dog unload its jism in his
ass. The Blond servant then removed the dog and led Tom back
to the pen. Again, Tom was ordered to eat out Kurt's ass,
which was now filled with the dog's cum. Kurt was removed and
Tom took his place. This continued until each of the slaves
had been bred by the dogs. Kurt knew, however, that this was
only the beginning. He sat back in his cage for a moment what
the Trainer would teach them next.
End Der Dresseur=The Trainer.
Written originally in German by Mike Khan
Translated by Mike Khan
Captured From:
WONDER WORLD BBS (513)-787-3777
24 hours - 7 Days
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