Soon I heard the unmistakable sounds of the container lid being unscrewed, and my heat almost leapt into my mouth with fright. The heavy lid was lifted clear, and our bizarrely bound bodies were flooded with brilliant sunlight. I immediately became aware of a rich, almost overbearing aroma of naked sexuality, and, before I knew it, my cock was erect, and literally throbbed in lust. My brain sought to control my feelings of wanton lechery, but was unable to even minutely lessen my reaction to the exotic, aphrodisiacal fragrance the Master exuded. I could see that sow suffered the same uncontrollable reaction to the erotic scent. Her cunt split was drenched, and the erect spike of her throbbing girl prick had completely escaped its protective sheath.

I saw the head and shoulders of the bizarre Master hovering over the container. He reached into the interior and loosened sow's bonds, then lifted her voluptuous nudity bodily from the container and, I presumed, deposited her on the ground outside. The Master then reached down into the box, and freed me of my own bonds, including unstrapping the base of my raging erection, which then snapped up against my belly with such force that its moist, flaring head, already leaking pre-cum, audibly slapped into my smooth skin. The Master then, effortlessly, lifted me out of the box, and deposited me, next to the kneeling sow.

I got the shock of my life when I saw the Master. His tall, muscular body was dressed in sheer latex rubber, a shirt, and matching trousers, with highly polished leather riding boots on his feet. What had shocked me to my core was the fact that his open crotch had no prick hanging from it. It was completely bare. But, hanging from the front, and near the top of each of his thighs was a set of male genitalia, the cocks, even though limp, were long and thick, with large glans, and the balls at base of each were large and round. I could not believe my eyes. I had never seen anything like this before, all I could do was just stared, in awe at his twin cocks, with my own throbbing with depraved lust, its pre-cum by now literally flowing down the pulsating stem, and my balls swollen and aching with desire. I could not tear my eyes away from them.

The bizarre dominant then put a weird collar around each of our necks. It was made of some kind of metal, the like of which I had never seen before. When he closed the collars he applied a kind of tool to the joins and, when he had finished, there was no blemish what so ever in the surface of the metal, making it abundantly clear that they were on us permanently. Each collar had four rings actually moulded into its metal surface, two each on front and back, and the others on either side. Once these collar were in place he clipped a thirty foot long length of light chain to the rings in the front of each, then stood back, and inspected us.

This was when I got my next shock. While gazing intently at the Master's bizarre, dual pricks, and literally drooling with depraved lust, and my own achingly stiff prick pulsating wildly in tune with the depths of my wanton lewdness, without actually making a sound, the Master addressed us, and, miraculously, we able to hear his words, as if they were audibly spoken:

"You have reached your destination slaves. I am Overlord Sextius, and your new life now begins. From this point on you will answer, collectively to the name slave pair twat-cock. Once within the confines of the realm you will be connected by an invisible bond, which will never allow you to move more than ten feet apart. From now on you will always communicate, on those occasions when it is required of you, in perfect unison, as if you had become one being. On those rare opportunities that you might enjoy when able to communicate between yourselves, you will refer to each other simply as cock one, or twat one. To see if you have understood what I have conveyed to you, you may introduce yourselves." the Master concluded.

Sow and my mouths, already open, with drooling tongues hanging out obscenely, tried to make sounds as we endeavoured to comply with the Master's command. "No! No!" He snapped. "All communication within the realm is achieved through telepathy. All you need to do is think your words, and they will be heard." Then, once again with a sense of disbelief, both sow and I replied, in perfect unison, and with identical words. I wondered, at a different level in my subconscious, how it was possible for sow and I to form identical sentences without prior agreement, but we did, as if by magic.

"I am the slave pair twat-cock. My lewd pounding prick and hot drooling cunt split throb in depraved ecstasy by being permitted to be in your presence, Overlord Sextius!" We mentally cried with wave after wave of pure, unadulterated wanton depravity flowing through our incredibly aroused bodies. "Good, now we will enter the realm slave pair twat-cock, and you will be presented to the God and Goddess." Overlord Sextius said, and turned his back on us, and walked to what I had, at first, believed was a horse, but on closer inspection, saw that it was a mythical unicorn.

We struggled to our feet, while Overlord Sextius mounted his mythical steed. Eerily, as soon as he got over about twenty feet away from us the indescribable sexual arousal we had been subjected to waned, almost altogether. My prick softened immediately, and soon flopped down until it hung limply between my thighs. Sow's sex lips lost their swollen appearance, and no longer dripped with her spicy cunt juices, and the teats capping her mighty tits softened, and shrank to normality.

The Overlord Sextius nudged his mount into a slow trot. We ran along, dragged by the chains that connected us to the Master. Sow's enormous tits bounced vigorously, and my long limp prick flopped about, slapping against my rapidly striding legs while we fought to keep up the gruelling pace set by the Master. Suddenly Overlord Sextius, and his mount vanished. I was so surprised that I almost stopped dead, but the chain attached to my collar snapped tight, and I stumbled forward struggling to stop myself from falling. Within seconds we passed through what appeared to be an invisible barrier. The scene that unfolded now, filled me with awe and wonder.

The place where we had been when freed from our container had been in the midst of a hot, humid, rain forrest. What met my gaze now was a paradise of rolling hills, glorious trees, fields filled with lush crops of grains, vegetables, and fruits of all varieties imaginable. Sprinkled about were figures tending to the crops. As we got closer to some of these I was able to see that almost all were male, and were entirely naked, except for leather sandals, and slave collars similar to our own. Every now and then we came across a male dressed in rubber costuming, similar to that worn by Overlord Sextius. These were overseers of lesser rank, and were equipped with normal male genitalia.

When ever we came across an overseer Overlord Sextius would pull us his mount and engage the man in mental conversation. The overseer, and any field slave lucky enough to be close by, became affected by Overlord Sextius's aroma, their pricks immediately snapping to raging erection, which were maintained until we moved on. Off in the distance I had seen what appeared to be a magnificent, pastel coloured palace. The magnificence of the building came into even sharper focus, the closer we came to it. Soon we were trotting up a long, sandy surfaced driveway that led up to the main entrance of the enchanted palace.

Overlord Sextius drew to a halt before the enormous double doors at the entrance. A naked young slave ran out to hold his mount, the youth's prick snapping to erection immediately he came within range of the Master's, erotic, aphrodisiacal aroma. Sow and I were also soon acutely sexually aroused, and shaking with lust when we arrived at the doors, and knelt before Overlord Sextius. The slave took Overlord Sextius's mount away, his prick collapsing once he had moved twenty or so feet from the awesome overseer's presence.

Almost as an afterthought Overlord Sextius summoned the slave back to us. The youth tethered the unicorn and quickly rushed back, and knelt before his Lord. His arching cock throbbed with lust, and his face wore a look of wanton depravity, mixed with sheer terror. He didn't know, of course, whether he had been summoned because he had somehow displeased the Master or not, and he waited in shuddering anticipation on Overlord Sextius' pleasure.

"Stand, and spread, slave!" Overlord Sextius snapped. The youth hastily rose to his feet and stood, spread legged as commanded, his smooth, muscled chest panting heavily, and his lovely stiff prick pulsating with sexual arousal. "Slave pair twat-cock, tongue relieve the slave, twat one to the nuts, cock one to the prick, and share the slave's load between you." My achingly stiff cocked throbbed with heightened desire, if that were possible, and I noted that sow's teats were steel hard, and her cunt split was again swollen with arousal, and glistening with the juices of her lust, its gorgeous girl prick fully extended, and visible pulsating.

Before the silent echo of Overlord Sextius' command had even faded sow's long, drooling tongue was wrapped around the young slave's balls, lapping and laving at the delicate, smooth, hairless orbs with erotic sensuality. My own lewd tongue had circled his pulsing shaft completely, and my slowly bobbing head drew it up and down on the hot, hard sex pole with complete abandon. Each time my tongue reached the tip of the lust soaked prick I joyously allowed it to wash over the fat, perfectly shaped sex knob, and thrilled to my core with the delicious flavour of raw male sexuality.

We worked on the young slave with consummate erotic skill, drawing his cock ever closer to the moment when it would erupt in sheer ecstasy, and surrender the juices of his balls in an explosion of carnal release. Such was our single minded devotion to the youth's pleasure, this cataclysmic event was not too long in coming. When I sensed that we had driven him to his peak I enclosed his flaring prick tip in my hot wet mouth, and concentrated on stimulating it until it could no longer stand the pleasure. The prick jerked wildly, and a torrent of rich, creamy cock cream cascaded into my mouth. Conscious of the command to share, I forced myself not to swallow, and soon my cheeks were ballooning obscenely as my mouth filled to overflowing with musky male outpouring.

The slave's climax ended with him literally sobbing with pleasure. Sow forsook her attention to his writhing balls, and used her bizarre tongue to squeeze the length of his lust stalk, coaxing every last drop of his juice into my impossibly full mouth. I pursed my lips strongly while allowing the cock head to finally escape from my mouth, and sow immediately furled her tongue around it, and diligently cleaned it of all remaining residues. We then glued our mouths together, our incredible tongues duelling wantonly, while we savoured the luscious flavours of the slave's rich cock cream joyfully, swallowing slowly to ensure that we were able to cherish its debauched ambience to the fullest.

Once we had consumed all the juice sow drove her long tongue down my throat, and sucked avidly for any that I had not yet managed to completely swallow. I shivered in sheer concupiscence at this deliciously lascivious act, and flushed with a tinge of jealousy that the lewd little slut had thought of it first. Our mouths separated when we realised that all the slave's juice had gone, and we resumed our kneeling postures before Overlord Sextius. He dismissed the slave once again, and then approached the large, bizarrely ornate doors to the palace.

The doors themselves were a revelation in erotic design. On each one a nude male slave was held in total body bondage in deep recesses cut into the wood next to where the doors joined. The cocks of the captive slaves rose in powerful erection as soon as Overlord Sextius approached, and he grasped one pounding stalk in each hand, then swung the heavy doors open. Overlord Sextius strode inside, with us crawling along behind him. The huge doors swung back into place as soon as we were inside.

I found that we had entered a long hallway, lined on either side with sculptures of highly erotic design between which were closed doors, all of the same, bizarre design, although much smaller, as the main ones we had just entered through. We proceeded down the hallway and, to my complete astonishment, I came to realise that the sculptures were, in fact, made up of living slaves, caught in a variety of highly erotic, and sometimes painfully stringent sexual bondage. As we passed each one the cocks of the male slaves reared into pulsating erection, and the cunt splits of the females flooded with ripe female sex juice.

The Master stopped at a particular door and swung it open. When we entered we found ourselves in a roman style bathroom. Two young nude female slaves waited for us, the peaks of their pert young tits hardening under the powerful influence of Overlord Sextius and, of course, their hairless sex cracks seeping with the moisture of extreme sexual arousal. "Slaves," Overlord Sextius silently ordered, "Clean up slave pair twat-cock in readiness for their presentation to Divine God Heroditas and Divine Goddess Aphrodisia." The overseer made as if to leave, and then, almost as an afterthought, added, "Slave pair twat-cock, before you start, tongue relieve the slaves, twat one the front, cock one the rear, and share the fruits of your labours."

The overseer then strode from the room, his long limp cocks swaying wantonly from the tops of his muscular thighs. The door swung shut, and one of the cute slave girls projected, "Me first, me first. You went first last time!" Obviously referring to the order of events when they had last been sexually serviced. Their was no objection from her pretty, and identical companion, and sow and I went to work. I slipped my face into the warm fleshy chasm between the delightful girl's plump bottom cheeks, and sucked passionately at the rosebud of her delicious anal ring with flushes of delightful humiliation coursing though me.

Once I had thoroughly moistened her tight anal pout I thrust my wriggling tongue through her sphincter, and drilled it deeply into her humid back passage. The slave girl squealed in delight, but as much through the agency of sow's clever tongue delving lasciviously into her drooling sex cleft, and teasingly stimulating her pulsating girl prick, as from the attentions of my obscenely buried lingual organ, I suspect. We worked tirelessly on the slave's pleasure until her pussy erupted in ecstasy, and she fed sow a veritable flood of fresh, spicy, twat juice.

The slave girl's companion, sensing that her sister slave had already cum, roughly pushed her away, and took her place between our kneeling nudity. My face slipped joyously into the split between that slave's identical, and sensuously voluptuous arse cheeks, and repeated my adoring service to this, second, delectable female arsehole, while sow sucked for the girl's sweet cunt cream. We had soon brought this slave off, and again our mouths melded, and sow, somewhat reluctantly I'm sure, allowed me to share the wanton benefits of her lustful labours.

As soon as the slave girls surmised that our passionate kissing no longer had anything to do with the sharing of their pussy offerings they drew us apart, and led us to a large sunken marble pool, filled with scented, steaming waters. We all entered the water, luxuriating in the sensual feel of the aromatic fluid on our incredibly smooth skins. The slave girls went about their tasks of cleansing our bodies of the dried sweat, and filmy dust caused by our recent run through the realm behind Overlord Sextius' trotting steed.

Our bodies were soaped and rinsed over and over. Our long tresses were washed thoroughly, and, in general, we were pampered like a pair of prized possessions by our cute attendants. The pair of slave girls kept up a constant stream of silent banter while they worked on us. The more outgoing of the two, when cleaning my still achingly stiff prick commented playfully, "Next time the Master commands you to service me in his presence, I'm going to beg him to allow me to experience this," She projected, giving my throbbing stalk a strong squeeze, "Up my wanton arse, rather than your tongue, cock one of slave pair twat-cock!"

The two slave girls carefully dried us off after our bath, scented our smooth skin, and brushed our long hair until it shone lustrously. They then made up our faces in the manner of ancient temple harlots. Just as they were finishing my prick sprang to erection and began to throb with excitement, heralding the return of Overlord Sextius. Sow and I knelt before the overlord in a state of acute arousal, and the two pert young slave girl's knelt, submissively, off to one side, the teats capping their shapely tits hard, and moisture clearly evident along the lengths of their hairless pussy clefts.