Bound and Branded

(Disclaimers: All characters are 18 or over, the use of "boy" "girl" "kids" or "children" to describe characters is not an expression of their age. All creatures pass The Harkness Test.)

I came to lying in the grass feeling like my whole body had been smashed with baseball bats. I was not alone as I could hear the sounds of other people moaning. "John, get up." I heard my mom saying to me as she shook my shoulder. "Sweetheart. You have to get up and see this." I tilted my head up and looked towards the sky in the direction my mom was pointing and what I saw shocked and awed me to my feet.

"Where are we?" Kylie asked nervously. "Mommy. I want to go home."

"Sweetheart. Everything is going to be okay, but you must not panic." Mom said caressing my sister to keep her from becoming a nervous wreck.

The sun was only just rising which left the alien stars visible. Three moons hung in the sky as the sun rose over the world arch which grew out from the horizon and hung over us. "It is a ring world." I heard from Sam's voice. I turned to see my old friend gawking as much as I was. "We are on the inside of an enormous donut. with the sides being walls or mountains thousands of miles tall to hold in the atmosphere."

"How enormous?" Jasmine asked him.
Sam shrugged. "Halos have like twenty times the living space of Earth. A full Ringworld like what Larry Niven wrote about would be three million tiAhhaha..." Sam's words were cut off when he and everyone else was slammed to the ground under their own weight.
At the time I did not know anything about gravity magic, or any magic for that matter. All I knew at the time was that I suddenly felt the breath pushed out of my lungs at the same time I gained a few hundred pounds and I collapsed to my knees.

I saw everyone around me struggling and failing to stay up. Most people fell back to the ground in crumpled piles in the dirty. "MOMMY!" I heard Kylie scream as she brought down like the rest of us.
Then they appeared. They were enormous. The shortest among them looked at least six feet tall and the tallest was easily over nine. They were all hulking five hundred pound slabs of solid muscle wrapped in green skin. They smelled like a compost pile and I could do nothing as they grabbed my friends and family and placed them in shackles. The bestial green monsters, which I would later learn really were called orcs on this world, went around attaching these contraptions to everyone as the grunted like wild boars. Five chains each ending in a ring attached to a central ring were attached to the wrists, ankles, and throats of all the helpless people.

I remember, after the orcs had attached the heavy black rings that appeared seamless after they were shut around my joints I felt the thing squirming around me.
When everyone had been bound, the orcs retreated and left of dazed, confused, and crushed under this new weight.

I did not see the spell caster. But I heard his booming voice as he placed the curse upon us. "Per la potenco de La Ses Ringoj, mi ligas vin sub la sklavkodoj." I heard him say before I felt my whole body begin to burn.
I was not alone. Everyone in that field cried out in pure agony as the chains and binding rings began to glow with arcane power. The heavy metal dissolved into floating runes of light that stuck themselves to my skin.

When the pain subsided I looked down at my arms to see that I now had these strange spiraling runic calligraphy tattooed around my wrists. I looked around to see that the new markings now adorned everyone's wrists, necks, ankles, and either their abdomens or lower back. As I looked closer at my belly brand and realized that it might have started around my belly button, but that it stretched down into my pants and around my junk.

"Alright slaves." A man dressed in someone's idea of hunting fatigues for Hogwart's students carrying a gnarled wooden staff said. "Line up. Boys on the right, girls on the left. Strip down and let your owner get a good look at you."

Before I could say or do anything, I felt an alien will impose itself upon my mind. <He is your current owner, The **** Codes dictate that you shall obey.> The cold inhuman thoughts tried to pass themselves off as my own, but were too strange and otherworldly to pass as my own inner monologue.
It did not matter. My body felt itself obliged to listen to the stranger in my head. It was like, the part of me that wanted to run away and hide in the forest was as helpless as the part of me that said I should fill out a job application or apply for college instead of playing video games and watching porn. I knew what the smart choice was, but instead I did the thing I knew was going to lead nowhere good.

I stood between Sam and some guy in his 40s who was standing next to a kid who looked like his son as we all took off our clothes and piled them up in front of us. The orcs walked by and picked up our personal belongings. I was standing across from Mom, Kylie, Jasmine, and a hot goth girl with a lot of piercings and tattoos and green and black hair that did not match her golden carpet. "Eww. Gross." My sister said as she stared at my erection.
I was not alone. Looking up and down the aisle, almost everyone on the male side was getting aroused at all the nude female flesh on display. The hunting wizard who was technically my first Master walked down the line and inspected each and every one of his freshly caught humans. He would start by feeling up the thighs and hips, then he would fondle the genitals before tapping on their abdomen and getting a feel for their stomachs. I remember how gleeful he looked as he jiggled Kylie's breasts in his hands. "It is like they defy gravity." He said before checking my sister's teeth.
I felt goosebumps prickle across my skin when he stuck his fingers in my mouth. Usually, the wizard then placed a sticker on the ****'s forehead and moved on leaving it to his orcs to corral the new **** and load them into one of the trucks. However, with most of the women and some of the younger men, my Master added an extra step.
"Let's see how you taste." He said before kissing me. I felt my mouth open up and allowed him to devour me. I stood there held in his beefy, hairy arms with the grip of The **** Codes holding me in place. <A **** exists to Serve/Obey/Please its owner.> The alien voice thought for me as I massaged my owner's tongue with my own. "Mmmmm. Yes, quite yummy." He said. The wizard toyed with my ear and caressed my cheek as he placed a sticker on my head. I watched the man who owned me move on to begin his inspection of my mother as a green skinned brute part dragged and part shoved me towards the awaiting truck.

If you are from Earth, then you need to adjust your idea of a truck slighting. Imagine a sixteen wheeler and a cockaroach had a kid and that kid is standing on six enormous legs that end in claws tipped with ball bearings right in front of you. "In." The orc said. I looked up and realized that the orc was a woman, and a good looking one at that. "You are going to be one popular yumboi." She said as I walked up the steps into a cargo container filled with skinny youths who all had faces that could be described as 'pretty'.

"Oh shit." heard Sam say as he climbed the steps into the container "Dude. You realize what they are going to do to us?" He asked me.
I did, but at the time I could not think about that even if I wanted to. I had wished I had been imaging the fate that awaited me and the other youthful **** boys stuffed in here with me pressed skin to skin, our enchanted brands still tender.
Instead, all I could think about was Mom and Kylie and what was going to happen to them as slaves in this strange world of monsters and magic. "I swear. I am going to save you. Somehow I am going to find a way to free you and get us home."