Dale is a 23-year-old university student working on his thesis. Fortunately, rather than having to endure the interruptions and distractions at university, his “Uncle” Tom has invited Dale to stay with him at Walton Manor. In the countryside he has plenty of space, almost continual silence, and a butler to cater to his every whim. Dale and Tom have always had a mutual admiration for each other, and now they have the chance to explore this attraction. Yet Dale doesn’t count on falling in love with Dominic, the muscular Italian employed as Tom’s gardener. Despite his feelings for Tom, Dale can’t help the fact that the more he sees Dominic, the more attracted he is. Unfortunately, Tom is a jealous man. Even worse, he reveals a hitherto unseen sadistic side, which frightens Dale. One night Tom’s jealousy boils over, and Dale finds himself punished for his feelings for Dominic. From then on, Dale’s tranquil existence at Walton Manor is permanently shattered. Once things are set in motion, they are impossible to stop. After a final confrontation between Dominic and Tom, Dale discovers the most shocking truth of all.

The Human Cage

“Arpad spat a great glob of saliva onto Neculai’s cock and then fingered some into my hole. He produced another glob, which spilled out of his mouth and stretched down before snapping and landing with a splatter onto his engorged dick. He rubbed the spit all over it and then began to push it into my arse. Of course it was uncomfortable, but I wanted it so much. I wanted to feel two cocks inside me, fucking my hole and spewing their cream inside me. I got all that and more besides.”


“Arpad began thrusting and Neculai, taking his cue, began thrusting too. They were going at their own, individual speed. One cock would go further in while the other came back, then as the first came back the other cock would go in. My hole was stretched wide. Arpad placed his fingers around my nipples and began to twist them as he fucked my arsehole. I closed my eyes and began jerking off as best I could, trying my best not to blow too soon. Honestly, I could have shot load after load that night.”


Chapter 45