Donny's cock wasn't as big as my previous master's, but it slid into my mouth just as easily. "That's it boy!" I wasn't sure if the farmer had taken a shower today, and I coughed when the head touched the back of my throat. "Swallow it all boy!" He fucked my mouth roughly like he was roping a steer, so much so that when he came some of his cum spilled out the side of my mouth. A backhander put me on the floor. He scowled down at me.
"You fucking scumbag! Besides your initiation whipping, your gonna get another one for wasting cum! A man's fuck juice is a valuable commodity here!"
He then yanked me up by my hair and pushed me up the steps and out the side door. "Hank! Take this boy to the whipping shed and string him up!" The farm hand did just that, dragging me by my hair into a low wooden shed that smelled like cow shit. He was very strong as he tied both of my wrists upward about three feet apart to two hanging ends of rope that had been thrown over the rafters. He forced my legs apart the same width and secured them, so that I was spreadeagled.
A minute later Donny walked in. He looken more menacing that anybody I had ever met. Out of the corner of my right eye I saw him take two whips down from a hook on the wooden wall. He showed me what he would use on me; One had about ten tails on it and the other one. I tried to recall whether if my owners had ever used anything similar. "One is for your initiation and the other one is your punishment."
I looked straight ahead. I was beginning to sweat, and I sensed Donny standing behind me. "Count them boy!" The first slash landed in the middle of my back. "One!" Another one an inch beside ths first one. "Two!" I tried arch my back when the next one landed. "Three!" It continued until it reached ten. My back and buttocks were burning. It was the ten tailed one.
"Now for your punishment, boy! Never spill cum!"
That single tailed whip had me screaming after the first blow. A second one produced the identical result. Surely my screams could be heard a mile away. Three, four and five were delivered with the same ferocity and I sagged in my bonds, whipped into total submission.
"Hank, take the boy back to his cell." The big man hauled me over his shoulder fireman's style. When he layed me in the cell, he locked me in and said, "Never spill cum."