STALLION MANAGEMENT - EPISODE II - CHAPTER 2
AS ALWAYS, I MUST GIVE CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE AND MUCH OF THIS
WAS INSPIRED BY A STORY BY BOYDWUNDER CALLED "TO PROTECT AND
SERVE,
BUT IT'S MOSTLY MY IDEAS. ALL DISCLAIMERS STILL APPLY, AND ALL
COMMENTS STILL WELCOME!
STALLION MANAGEMENT: EPISODE II - PULLED OVER, PUNISHED, AND
PRESSSED
INTO SERVICE.
"No", Olivia said, putting down her cup of coffee. "That is
the most
bizarre story I ever heard of, and I've heard a LOT of bizarre
stories!"
"I admit it IS bizarre, but it's quite true. I've been working for
Mr.. Stallion for the past year, and it's happening NOW! It started
out as an experiment, a way for Mr. Stallion to give his clients
career motivation. But he's become a complete megalomaniac, playing
out his most demented sexual fantasies, not just with his clients but
with ordinary men and boys. It's spreading on a geometric curve, and
if this keeps up it's going to turn into plague proportions."
"So why did you come all the way from California to report this to ME
of all people?" Olivia asked skeptically.
"Well, I have a friend who I can't name right now, and he knows you
took Demi and the others' report. I figured if ANYONE might listen,
it might be you." Kullen responded.
Olivia sighed and said, "Well, even if I DID have jurisdiction in
California, WHICH I don't, I don't think I could get much assistance
there. But New York City was where the incidents the women described
occurred, so MAYBE I could try to look into it a little more."
"Thank you, Detective. Here's my number. Call me anytime,
discreetly, of course."
Olivia grabbed her purse, laid her share of the bill on the table,
and walked out. When she had left, Kullen grabbed his cell phone and
dialed. "Howdy! Yeah, I think she took the bait, or at least
started too. The plan is about to begin!"
On her way back to the Precinct, Olivia couldn't help but notice all
the obviously gay guys, dressed in skimpy tight pants and tank tops
and frosted hair. Olivia had lived in this city all her life, but
somehow today it seemed everything had changed. Yesterday it had
been Elliot, but now it seemed to be EVERYBODY. People were
different. There seemed to be SO MANY more gay men, and so many
women and girls she saw were alone in tears or had shell-shocked
looks on their faces. It was like the whole city was CHANGING before
her eyes!
"I'm just getting paranoid!" Olivia thought to herself, putting the
thought aside, and hurried down the street past a bunch of queeny
young men who were gossiping about Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston's
divorce, not knowing they had just yesterday been placing superbowl
bets.
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Stabler sped down the freeway outside Los Angeles in the sleek new
motorcycle Stallion Management had given him, feeling freer and
happier than he ever had in his life as he prowled for fresh meet for
the Chief. The motorcycle was emblazoned with the words "Elliot
the
Enforcer", which is how Stabler thought of his new self. Mr.
Stallion was a busy businessman, and he had only so many hours in his
day, so he had converted Stabler to serve as a kind of surrogate for
him, to round up more studs. As for Stabler, he had seen so many
perverted things in the course of his career at SVU, he had more than
enough ideas of his own to try out in the conversions.
As he sped down the freeway, he grinned evilly again as he noticed a
Mercedes up ahead, filled with what he thought were two PERFECT
specimens. He put his boot to the accelerator to follow.
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"Thanks for the career advice Freddy. Since that whole arrest
scandal, my whole career has gone down the tubes. I was getting
great press, great money, I even had an offer for the lead in
Terminator 3! Then ONE joint and it was all over, kaput!" Ben
said.
He and Freddy had struck up a friendship a few years ago and he was
an invaluable source of advice to him.
"I told you, Ben, just clean up your image! Do what I did -
do some
stupid teeny bop films that get bad reviews and make you into the
butt of jokes, but eventually it can open up to other things. Ever
since I married Sarah I've been moving away from acting myself,
trying to get behind the camera, and it never would have happened
without me paying my dues. (Little did Freddy know he would soon be
paying much BIGGER dues!)
"I know, I know, I can't help it, I just like to smoke the
herb!" Ben
said, even as he rolled a joint for himself and lit up, exhaling
deeply.
"Dammit Ben, I told you not to do that in the car!" Freddy
scolded
him.
"Oh come on, you gotta admit you want some too! Just cause Sarah
made you stop doesn't mean she has to know about it!" Ben
said,
already getting a buzz.
Freddy was tempted. He had given up smoking weed at Sarah's
insistence, but what she didn't know couldn't hurt her. He
was wrong
about that too. He took a hit, and as he did he noticed a police
siren pull up behind him.
"Oh SHIT! Ben you dumb-ass pothead, I TOLD you this was a bad
idea!
We're busted now!
Ben was pale, thinking that another arrest for possession might cost
him whatever career he might have had left. If he had only known
that he had nothing to worry about, that a whole NEW career awaited
him.
Stabler pulled them over, and got off his motorcycle, strutting over,
oozing authority. He bent down by the driver's side window and
said
to Freddy. "License and Registration, please"
Freddy dug out his wallet and gave his license to the cop.
"Freddy
Prinze Jr., eh? You're that wooden actor from all those bad
movies
right, eh?" Stabler said, almost nastily.
No cop had EVER talked to Freddy like that, but he just wanted to get
out of here. "I guess, Officer. Yeah, that's me. I'm
sorry I
didn't realize I was speeding. I'll pay the ticket don't
worry."
"Oh yes, you'll pay!" Stabler smiled. "Now I want
to see your
passenger's ID too."
"Why. why do you need to see MY ID, Officer?" Ben asked
nervously.
"Because I SAID so! And, because it smells to me like you guys
have
been smoking the whoopee weed, and THAT qualifies as probable
cause.. You can either hand me your ID, or I search the car and call
it in." Then Stabler put on his good cop face and said
"Boys, I'm
willing to be cooperative if you are cooperative, you know what I
mean?"
Ben had no choice. He handed over the ID to Stabler. "Ben
Curtis?
Hey NOW I know where I recognize you from! You were in all those
Dell computer commercials a few years back. Weren't you arrested
for
possession in New York a few years back?"
"Yes" Ben said, quietly resigned.
"Well then, I'm afraid I'm going to have too give you
both a pat-
down. Put your arms on the top of the car and stick your hips
out."
Freddy and Ben were reluctant, but too afraid to refuse. They both
did as they were told, side by side, asses in the air. Stabler
patted them down, a little more enthusiastically than another cop
would, most importantly trying to decide which one of them had a
better ass. When he decided Freddy's was better, he formulated
his
plans. With a hypodermic needle filled with M4M-2, he shot them both
in the ass. Both Freddy and Ben felt a quick prick, then began to
feel strange.
"Now listen carefully boys. You are under arrest. But I
don't have
to cuff you now. I know you will do whatever I tell you to now. I
want you to repeat after me. You will follow me in my motorcycle to
my "precinct".
"We will follow you in your motorcycle to your `precinct'
Freddy and
Ben said, unable to stop themselves.
There, you will be punished for your violation of the law. You
deserve to be punished, don't you?"
"We deserve to be punished" the boys responded automatically,
knowing
it was true.
"Well then, let's get going!" Stabler said triumphantly
as he walked
back to his motorcycle, and Ben and Freddy got back in the car to
silently follow, entranced.
More than an hour passed before Freddy and Ben arrived at
the "precinct" with the highway patrol officer. Stabler. His
new
captives followed him like zombies, but they were both aware enough
of their surroundings that this was not a police precinct at all, but
a basement of some kind. It almost looked like a dungeon. Stabler
stripped off their clothes and threw away their old, casual, straight-
boy outfits, and chained them both up by their arms to the cement
wall. He crossed his hands across his chest arrogantly and
said, "Freddy and Ben, you no longer have a need for these clothes.
Your old lives in Hollywood are over. From now on, you work for
Stallion Management!"
"Who are you?" Ben wanted to know. The initial injection was
starting to wear off. "You don't look like any cop I've
ever seen!
Stabler slapped the dirty blonde haired pretty boy across the face,
then reprimanded him, "I did NOT give you permission to speak! To
answer your question, you can call me Enforcer. But, since you are
now a slave, you will soon meet your GOD, my Master, and soon to be
yours too! And when I DO allow you to speak, you must always address
me as such! Is that understood, boy?"
Undeterred, Ben shouted back, "No way, you sick .... Oooooo ... !"
Just then, Stabler grabs Ben by the balls and squeezed them hard,
gritting his teeth, as he repeated his demands.
"Go on! ... Say it, you little annoying juvenile delinquent! ... SAY
IT!" he shouted commandingly.
Seeing his friend Ben in agonizing pain, Freddy tried to break his
bonds but the ropes around his wrists and ankles were just too damn
tight. Forced to watch this incredibly corrupt cop abusing his little
buddy, He spoke up, "LET HIM GO, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!"
Ben finally couldn't help but comply, "Pleeeeasse ...
suh-suh-stop!
I uh, uh, understand!""
Elliot the Enforcer smiled with approval as he let go of Ben's
testicles. "You learn quickly, Stoner Computer Boy! The MASTER
demands strict obedience from all his subordinates."
A confused look comes over Freddy's face as he asked,
"Subordinates?
What the hell are you talking about?"
Stabler explained, "Our Master, Chris Stallion, thinks you both
would be perfect new clients for his company, Stallion Management, as
part of his growing legion of celebrity slaves. I'm sure you're going
to like serving under him, just like I do!"
Freddy defiantly said, "Thanks for the offer, but forget it. We've
already got management, Asshole!"
Not amused, Stabler slapped Freddy across the face. As he winced in
pain, the corrupt cop spat in his face. Unfazed, Freddie didn't
back
down, "Kidnapping is a serious offense, you scumbag. You'll never get
away with it. Sarah probably has the entire LAPD searching for me
right now!"
Flying into a fit of rage, Stabler got right in Freddy's face and
yelled back, "Your little wifey doesn't matter anymore, the
MASTER
does, and I am his ENFORCER, AND DON'T YOU FORGET IT!"
Freddy could no longer keep his opinion to himself, "YOU'RE NUTS!"
Stabler regained his composure and looked Freddy in the eye directly
and smiled his wicked grin as he rebuffed his statement. "Nuts, am I?
Let me assure you, I am quite sane. Saner than I have ever been in
my life before I met Mr. Stallion"
"W ell you must be insane if you think we would ever work for
your
boss!" Freddie responded.
Their captor confidently exclaims, "Oh, but you will, my reluctant
recruits! Observe! You might recognize these two, Freddy, from your
walks down the red carpet!" As two elaborately clad leather men
walked in.
Ashton Kutcher entered first, wearing an elaborate leather uniform
around his torso covered with studs and zippers with the Stallion
Logo (The Silhouette of a large muscular man mounting a horse) on the
back. His head had been shaven quite short, and he laughed when he
saw the two captives. "Damn, Enforcer, we could do a lot with
these
two!"
The other man's head was covered in a leather cowl, but he
removed it
to reveal himself to be no other than Colin Farrell, who grinned
lasciviously at them both and said "So which one of you get's
ta ride
my wanker? You're getting' the thirst now too, eh?"
Ben and Freddy look on in disbelief, shocked by what they were
seeing. Stabler explained, "When Colin and Ashton were first
inducted, they were just as defiant as you two, and I was, for that
matter. But now, they have been remade into sex pigs who just love to
serve their Master, in the way he has decided is most appropriate for
them ... just as you both soon will."
Freddy responded, "I don't know what you've done to them, but Ben and
I will never serve you!"
"Nonsense. Soon you prospective slaves will be ready and willing to
serve the Master too. Once I have you under his sway, you'll both
obey him just like two puppets on a string."
Freddiy shouted back, "Don't count on it, creep!"
Ben agreed, "Freddy's right. You can't keep us locked up here
against
our will forever!" Warden shoves his tongue down the young cub's
throat. As Par
Stabler took hold of Ben's big round nipples and pinched them
until
they hurt. Just when Ben opened his mouth to scream, Colin pressed
his goateed lips onto it, sliding his hand down to the captive
Ben's
cock and says, "Your will and the Master's will just have to be
one
boy. Then you will want to stay here and serve us, like the little
pansy pothead cocksucker you were always meant to be. In fact, you'll
both be so on top of the world, you'll never want to leave!"
Ben tried to struggle, but he almost fainted when he felt a tongue
licking his balls and jumping up on his shoulders. "DOWN, Robin,
or
I'll have to get another dog! Out of the corner of his eye,
Freddy
could see that it was Jared Leto, or at least it HAD been! He was
down on all fours and walking to hide his head in the corner,
piddling on the floor in shame.
"And clean that mess up!" Colin growled at his dog.
Obediently,
Jared licked his urine all up.
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"You'll see Ben!" Ashton said, rubbing his cock vigorously.
"First I
milk you, then we will mold you! Soon you'll be a happy little
twink
without a care in the world!" Stabler smiled as he watched Ashton
jerk off the rapidly submitting cub, while Colin nuzzled his neck and
dry humped him from behind.. The stroking got faster and faster until
Ben's whole body started to quiver uncontrollably, especially the
former Dell spokesman's pulsating pecker. As the blood raced to
his
hardened dick, Ben could no longer contain his excitement. A dribble
of pre-cum spurted out of his cockhead as the incredibly aroused Ben
released a sigh of immense pleasure.
Stabler asked, "Enjoying yourself, boys?"
"Hell, yeah, Enforcer! I just LOVE Punkin' THIS kid!"
Ashton yelled
out enthusiastically. Full of lust, Colin said "This laddie is
ALL
bottom twink!" All Ben could do was moan, "Ahhhhhh ...
oooohhhhhh ... "
"That's right, you horny little gay boi! Cum, ya little twinkie!
Surrender to the Master! Accept your destiny!" Stabler
commanded.
Suddenly, Ben's erection erupted, shooting its seed right into
Stabler's palm. Stabler leaned in and squeezed out every last
drop,
then licked his fingers as an exhausted Ben's head drooped to the
floor.
Stabler, Colin, and Ashton gloated. "Feels real good, doesn't it,
Ben? Or should I call you "Bennie" now?" said Stabler,
smirking.
"You see, laddie boy, submitting to your Master can be soooo
satisfying! I think you're going to like being a little dumb twink!"
"Yeah Bennie, I know you like to get high. Well, I used to
partake
too before my transformation, but THIS LIFE is better than ANY
drug!"
Ashton said friendlily, patting Ben on the head.
Still looking down at the ground groaning, Ben softly stammering, in
an already higher voice." ... Ahhhhh ... y-y-y ... y-y-your ... s-s-
s ... s-s-slave-boyyyyy.. Oooohh!" His dirty blonde hair was already
lightening.
"Colin, Ashton, take him into the other room. I think I'll
take care
of Mr. Prinze by myself." He said with anticipation. "He
likes to
smoke joints, so I think he has an oral fixation. Make sure his
mouth is kept full until I am finished with his friend
Colin and Ashton gingerly picked Ben up and carried him away. He was
still very fragile, like a butterfly just out of its cocoon.
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Freddy was terrified by what he had just seen, but he still tried to
mock Stabler, "So you jerked him off, you big lug! Big deal! Do you
want to master us or just masturbate us? Is that all you intend to do
us, you pervert? Make us cum until we crack?" At this point, all
that Freddy hoped to do was to remain defiant enough that he could
somehow be let go.
"I'll make you eat those words!" Stabler said calmly as he stuck his
sticky fingers, covered with Ben's cum, into Freddy's mouth,
"Here's
just a taste of what I have planned for you. Soon you will 'cum' to
respect authority just like you friend did"
Freddy tried to voice his anger but Stabler pinched his nose and
forced him to swallow his pal's semen instead.
"Didn't your mother tell you it isn't polite to talk with your mouth
full, my disobedient officer? Boy, you sure were thirsty! Once
Stabler had taken his hand out of his mouth, Freddy yelled, "I'm
gonna beat youuurrrggghhh ... "
Before Freddy could say another word, Stabler the Enforcer
retaliated, hitting his hostile prisoner hard in the groin. As Freddy
cries out in pain, Stabler disciplined him further, shoving his
entire dick up his ass.
Stabler pounded his ass hard, reveling in his victory, "As you can
tell, I certainly have had a profound influence on your partner.
Perhaps you would like to experience my powers of persuasion for
yourself. Just get a 'load' of this, slave!"
Then Stabler reached down and started fondling Freddy's limp
penis
until it became fully erect. He kept a firm grip on Freddy's
manhood,
sliding his hand, already moistened from the mixture of Freddy's
saliva, Ben's cum and his own sweat, up and down his shaft,
aggressively stroking his next victim into submission. Freddy was
screaming for help, but he could not help but be turned-on by this
massively built cop's manly touch.
"You're not protesting now, are you, my little `Winter
catch'?" The
Enforcer pointed out, as he pumped the former star of so many bad
movies into compliance. Freddy was so stimulated, he could no longer
form words. He just rode up and down without resistance, whimpering
with approval. The pleasurable sensations he was feeling were unlike
any he had ever felt before. Sex with Sarah was NEVER like this. He
had broached the subject of anal sex with her a few times before but
she had always wrinkled her nose at the prospect. Now he was finally
experiencing it, in a SLIGHTLY different way though, than he had EVER
expected.
His muscles tightened, his cock bobbed up-and-down like a spring,
and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as his whole body started
to spasm uncontrollably. Stabler goaded his vulnerable victim, "You
have always wanted to be dominated, haven't you, Freddy?"
Freddy tried to talk but the only thing he could say
was "Aaaaahhhhhh!"
As Freddy fell more and more under the seductive spell of the musky
scent of the M4M oozing into their mixed sweat, Stabler took full
advantage of his highly suggestible state of mind, "You're just a boy
in need of an authority figure! A confused bad actor looking for new
management! A lost boy looking for guidance! A SLAVE IN SEARCH OF HIS
MASTER! ADMIT IT!"
Succumbing to his assailant's sexually manipulative methods, a much
more manageable Freddy answered accordingly, "Ooooohhh ...
yyyesssssss ... "
The captor corrected his now-corruptible captive, "YES, ENFORCER!
Isn't that right?"
The no-longer resistant Freddy respectfully responded, "Y-Y-Y ...
YYYESS, ... S-S-S ... SSSIRRR!".
"All your life, you have been a slave longing for a Master. A slave
like you needs to serve his Master or he will never truly be
fulfilled. NOW FEEL THE SATISFACTION THAT CAN ONLY 'CUM' FROM SERVING
YOUR TRUE MASTER!," Stabler whispered hotly in Freddy's ear as he
drains the pre-cum from his throbbing dick.
Coming even closer to climaxing, Freddy said even more forcefully
now, " ... OOOOHHH, ... YYYESSS, ... SSSSIRRR ... !"
Knowing he has him literally in the palm of his hands, Stabler
proclaimed, "At last, you have finally found the man you were meant
to serve! FOR MR. CHRIS STALLION IS YOUR MASTER, AND YOU ARE HIS
SLAVE!!"
By this time, Freddy was experiencing such ecstasy, he would say
whatever it takes just so long as Stabler would bring him to orgasm,
and let him meet his master, so he agreed
wholeheartedly, "IIIIIII ... AAAMMMM ...
AAAAAAAAA ...SSSSLAAAVEEE, ..IIIII BEEELOOONG TOOOO THE.
MMMMAAAASTER! ... "
Stabler, realizing that he has won, gave this latest convert his
first command, "I order you to cum, my newly-converted hunk slave!"
Obliged to obey, Freddy's manjuices immediately poured out right
into
the waiting hands of Stabler, who came into Freddy's ass at the
same
time, flooding his system with M4M and completing his conversion
forever. Serving his sexy enslaver gave the subjugated sex slave a
complete sense of fulfillment. A look of serenity came over his face,
completely mesmerized by the magnificence of having a Master and
being a slave. His muscles rippled and grew even more defined, as
his testosterone level grew to gigantic proportions. Sarah Michelle
Gellar was just a distant, fading, unimportant and disdainful memory
to him now.
The Enforcer sampled the spellbound slave's secretions, then smeared
the rest of his cum in Fredddy's face as he boasted, "See? You
weren't such a hard nut to crack. Now you will know what a joy it is
to serve your Master."
As Freddy moaned with delight, he muttered with adoration, " ...
Ssserve ... mmmy ... Mmmaster!"
The five of them were loaded into Stabler's SUV, on their way to
Mr.
Stallion's mansion. Ashton and Freddy were making out with each
other in the backseat, Freddy now wearing a studded leather colar
with matching arm and wrist bands with a tattoo on his stomach of the
Stallion Management logo that Colin had done for him. Bennie was on
the floor below Colin, wearing a bulging leather jock strap attached
by a silver chain, sucking Colin's dick. He had already sucked
all
of the other's repeated times already, but he just couldn't
bear to
keep dick out of his mouth for long. His blonde shaggy hair was
matted it was so soaked with all their cum. Way in back, Robin
(formerly Jared Leto) was in his cage, whimpering. He didn't
LIKE
being in the car! He hoped they weren't going to take him to the
vet! Stabler just smiled his evil grin, looking forward to the
evening.
"So what's this about tonight, Enforcer?" Freddy asked.
"It's the Master Worship Night!" Stabler said excitedly,
although of
course the scale of it was now much bigger than ever, there were so
many converts desperate to show their devotion to Mr. Stallion.
"The Master!" Colin, Ashton, and Freddy all sighed in
adoration, and
Bennie shook with anticipation. He couldn't help himself. He
smiled
up at all of them with the same mischevious smile he had in his Dell
Commercials, gave the thumbs up with both hands and said "DUDE,
WE'RE
GETTING SOME MASTER DICK!!!!!!!!!!!"
TO BE CONTINUED..