I have a role in this monastery, I am the sin and atonement of all the monks.

From the moment I was born, I was tormented by temptations and constantly struggled with sin and my evil nature. My older brothers, uncles, and cousins ​​sinned with me, and I led them into the worst sins of the flesh. My parents and uncles punished me a lot; they tried to discipline my body, but the more they punished me, the more I fell into the worst sins. 

My body was part of the problem; I was born with the sin of vanity, because I was handsome and very well endowed. From the moment I had my first erections, my penis dominated me and aroused envy and lust in those who saw it. When I was 16, my father took me to a monastery and asked them to accept me as a cloistered novice. He spoke to one of the monks, who was his cousin, who quickly explained to me that someone like me should be imprisoned for life, to try to avoid the impending hell. I was not consulted, nor would I have had any alternative or escape from the solution presented by my parents; However, I resignedly accepted it, believing it to be the best option. I was right; it was the best solution for everyone, including me.

I am not a monk, not even a novice, I am just a liturgical object, I am what they use to pay and atone for their sins, because I am tortured and flogged while they pray and ask for forgiveness for their sins. I am the penitent, the body that suffers the pain and must pay for the sins of all the brothers of the order. When one of them commits a more serious sin, the sinner has to wound my body with a red-hot iron and torture me brutally to atone for his guilt. Even under the worst tortures, my enormous cock remains stiff and throbbing, I ejaculate and cum many times.

They use my body entirely, I suck their cocks, I am fucked violently and with lust, and they love to masturbate me many times in a row and suck my cock with lust.

On a religious day, they burned my tongue and then, with it sore and painful, they forced me to suck the penises of all the monks, from the youngest to the oldest of the inmates.

I believe that my parents have no idea of ​​the horrors I suffer here in the monastery, nor would they believe how completely fulfilled and happy I am here, being the sinner and lust of all of them.

Now it is just a product for sale, just a body ready to be bought.

This fucking bastard did everything he could to get to where he is now. He searched the internet for sites that could sell him as a slave. He accepted all the worst conditions of renunciation and commercialization, exposed himself to the greatest risks, deep down hoping to be deceived, seeking all the bad things for himself, and he succeeded!

A month ago, he was on the corner of the street where they told him to stay, he was picked up, chained and stripped naked. No one else spoke to him and he couldn't say anything, there was nothing more to say. 

For weeks, he was raped and beaten without respite or limits. He learned the hard way to endure the worst pain without fainting. They filled him with hormones and drugs, pierced his body and nipples with thick and heavy steel rings. They made a laser impression, burning a barcode into his thigh. He can no longer think or speak like before, the drugs have made him an stupid beast. It can only moan and feel its body, it is pure touch, physical sensations such as pain, hunger and cold. It does not think, it only has feelings of excitement and fear.

Now it is just a product for sale, just a body ready to be bought. But this body trembles with excitement, lust and butterflies in his stomach. For weeks, his cock has been ejaculating non-stop and it has been having orgasms of excitement in anticipation of what it will bear and suffer. It had never been so happy, never felt so much excitement and pleasure. If it were slaughtered today, it would die happy, and it would all be worth it.

These pigs were not condemned, they wanted and paid to be here.

 To me, these pieces of shit have no name, age, or any individuality; they're all fucking whores.

The company doesn't want them to ever leave this dungeon again. They'll stay here naked, chained and blindfolded until they die of disease, hunger or until we kill them. They'll just be dragged out to be burned. Some of them even last several years here, eating everything their mouths can find: food, any dirt and even their own shit from the floor.

What I find most curious is that when I enter this stinking, cold and dirty cell, their dicks get hard and start to salivate. They open their mouths thirstily, searching for my dick by the smell. I leave my dick dirty and smelly so they can easily find it. When they find it, they swallow my dick and give delicious blowjobs until I cum in them. It seems that my cum is considered their favorite food. I piss in their mouths too and they drink it all, practically not letting anything spill. I come here several times a day and cum in them many times. Then I beat them, whip them violently and they cry without complaining, they just want me to let them suck me again.

I hang some of them by the collar, leaving them barely reaching the ground. If they wanted to die by hanging, they could easily do it. But, when I enter that hell they writhe lasciviously and moan with lust, like bitches in heat, begging me to let them go so they can suck me. I find their assholes too dirty and wide for me to fuck them, but many of my colleagues fuck and stick thick things in those filthy assholes.

The more we crush or twist their cocks and nipples, the more we torture or whip them, the harder the cocks of these shitty perverts become. They all have iron rings piercing their tits and cocks, because they were forbidden to have sex, but many of them cum while they are being tortured.

The most curious thing is that all these idiots gave everything they had, all their money and possessions, to be placed here, in this place and role, out of pure lust and perversion.

Some visited these pigpens before deciding to pay to be here in these brutal conditions. Some of these perverted bitches saved up money to pay to be chained here, and they all knew there would be no going back.

Nikita is also used as a gift for trading with nomadic tribes.

In addition to being the troop's whore, Nikita is also used as a diplomatic gift to other tribes and groups that appear on the borders of the Russian Empire. When a nomadic Mongolian, Arab or Persian tribe is encountered by border patrols, before the troop simply approaches and risks direct armed conflict, some horsemen approach the tribe, escorting the young man who walks naked alongside them.

As a white, blond boy with a very Russian physique, he is given as a gift to the foreigners. The fact that he is delivered naked and with a hard-on makes his usefulness clear.

Nikita docilely submits to the foreigners, gets fucked, gives blowjobs and accepts everything without question. This attitude creates the conditions for friendly dialogue between the Russian troops and the other nomadic tribes.

As a white, blond boy with a very Russian physique, he is given as a gift to the foreigners. The fact that he is delivered naked and with a hard-on makes his usefulness clear.

Then the Russian colonel comes to the tribe to talk to its leader. Often this conversation takes place while sharing drinks, tobacco and the bitch. There are long negotiation conversations, sometimes tense, sometimes friendly, and these different moods are resolved by using the troop's whore.

When the negotiators are tense, they unload on the guy's back, ripping his skin off. Sometimes they talk while fucking him, sometimes being sucked by him. Insults and difficulties are best resolved this way, often a plentiful table of food helps the negotiation, whores have always been present on these occasions - Nikita plays both roles.

The fate of a submissive and masochistic man from a poor family in the countryside.

 From an early age, I knew that I was different from the other boys at school, because I was gay and submissive. My mother raised me and my brothers alone, working tirelessly, and when she saw that I was a sissy, she took me out of school and put me in charge of the housework. I learned to cook, iron, and care for the house without stopping. I learned through beatings, I was spanked by her, my brothers, and my older cousins. I spent years without leaving the house for anything, barefoot, wearing only old and dirty underwear, because no one bothered by my nakedness, not even me. I slept on the floor in the utility room, almost always naked, and often woke up in the middle of the night to someone fucking me or pissing on me.

My mother left early and came back late at night. The only people who lived in the house were my four brothers and three cousins. It was a house with many teenagers and men. From them, I also learned to give blowjobs and give my ass without stopping or moaning. I do not complain about being put in this place and role. I like being the slut and treated as such. All the humiliation, the fucking and the beatings only made me horny and happy. Growing up like this, I learned from my family who I am, what a slut faggot like me is for, and how much it's worth.

When I turned 18, my mother told me I should travel to the nearest big city because she had gotten me a job with an uncle, a brother of hers I hadn't met yet.

She gave me a sealed letter, an old suitcase with two t-shirts, a pair of underwear, and shorts, and put me on a bus. When I got there, I walked to the address I had memorized for my uncle, a bar.

The uncle was sitting at a small table in the bar. He wasn't very welcoming or friendly, he was very direct.

- You're Silvana's little faggot son, aren't you?

- Yes, I am.

- You brought the letter she sent, didn't you?

I handed him the envelope, and he opened it and read it.

- You little shit, do you understand that your mother sent you here to work with me?

- Yes, she told me you had a job for me.

- No, it's not a job; she just sold you to me. You're going to be my whore.

- She didn't explain much to me; she just told me to come here and give you this envelope. She said you had a job for me.

- That's right, but don't expect it to be a job. You're stupid, illiterate and gay, you're a fucking whore, you understand?

- I expected something else, I didn't expect this, but I'm going to have to accept it, right? Do I have another alternative?

- I already paid her, you're mine.

He and his helpers took me behind the bar, ripped off my clothes and fucked me brutally.

I was chained up and collared, and held captive in a warehouse behind the bar.

What my "uncle" did was put me in a van and took me to farms, clubs and construction sites to be fucked and abused by groups of drunk and cruel men.

I was beaten, fucked and had to suck the dirtiest and most sticky cocks while being slapped and pissed on.

My mother actually sold me to this guy, I never saw the color of money.

The animal is brought to court gagged and chained, moaning muffledly like a frightened ox. It knows what can happen.

Legislation has advanced, and now, in the perfect neo-liberal world, everything can be resolved by private initiative and the free market. The old and obsolete labor, welfare, and environmental laws have all been removed. 

The young man had a job, but he became addicted to online gambling and began to get into debt. Because he was young and handsome, he began to prostitute himself to pay off part of his debts, but soon his situation became irreversible, and his bills became unpayable. A manager of a prostitution company proposed a purchase agreement to him, who would pay off part of his debts and have him permanently as a bitch in the brothel. The creditors filed a lawsuit to enforce the debts, and it was taken to court for a decision. The owner of the fag proposed to the creditors that he would pay off the debt in ten-year installments. The bitch would work 18 hours a day, being used like a slut, without rest. Modern drugs, hormones and stimulants, widely used in brothels, can keep these types of sexual beasts awake and excited for long hours of brutal sexual abuse.

The creditors know that in this type of work the beasts usually do not last long; in about five years they are already so ruined, sick and deformed that they are no longer of interest to the clients.

That is why they ask the judge to slaughter the beast and sell its organs to pay off the debts. Today, the transplant industry, laboratories and the animal feed industry use everything: hair, kidneys, meat, blood, all the skin, all the bones; nothing is wasted.

The animal is taken to court to be evaluated, muzzled and chained. It is not allowed to give an opinion or make any sound, but even when muzzled it moans and grunts like a frightened ox. It understands what is at stake, it knows what can happen to it.

It shows its penis trying to show that it can generate profit in the brothel. The judge looks to assess the animal's condition, but it seems that the most profitable option would be to dismantle it.

Throughout the long journey, Nikita is humiliated and trained to be the troop`s dog.

When Nikita was handed over to the soldiers, he wore only old pants and boots. A soldier covered him in the army's standard raincoat tent, a thick tissue with a hole for the head and a hood for long foot journeys. 

Nikita followed the troops for weeks, on the long journey on foot to the empire´s borders, being led by a leash like a stray dog, always with his hands tied and shirtless under his raincoat. 

Having his hands tied behind his back was part of the humiliation and training. He often shit and pissed in his pants. He ate only what was thrown on the ground so that he would eat like a disgusting dog, and on his knees, he often drank the piss that the soldiers made directly into his mouth. To make it easier for him to piss or shit, a creative soldier tied the string that held his pants at the base to his cock and scrotum, leaving his ass exposed. The soldiers did not hide their interest in the guy's body, pinching and touching it with enthusiasm and lust. Nikita also showed his dirty and slut nature, insinuating himself to the soldiers, showing off his hard cock, and shaking his ass. 

When the troops camped, the boy was tied to a post or tree and gang raped by all the men. All of them fucked the slut bitch and many of them beat him with belts and whips. Nikita did not scream in pain or beg for mercy, on the contrary, he moaned lewdly, horny, and provoked the group asking for new fucks, worse punishments, and offering blowjobs as a reward to everyone.

When the group was satisfied, exhausted, and went to sleep, the boy covered in piss, sweat, and cum, still tied to the post, willingly sucked all the cocks of the soldiers who wanted to clean their penises before sleeping.

Nikita slept all night tied to the post, filthy with dirt, and with a smile of pride and satisfaction.