Date: Fri, 24 Jul 2009 11:41:04 -0400
From: sanibelboys@aol.com
Subject: a lesson in time part 58

This and all stories written by the Sanibelboys is Copyrighted 2009. All
`World Wide Rights' are Reserved.

With work, school and a few other things, it has taken longer for me to get
this chapter done, so I hope all like it.



As Zeb watched Mr. Alderton slowly make his way back up to the main road,
he was suddenly struck by that life long saying which had been deeply
embedded into his thought process; "Make everything you do `A Lesson In
Time'.

Time was something Zeb was discovering that had been eluding him over the
last few days. Zeb had been occupied with almost every detail of his new
business venture that he was almost to the point of losing sight of his
ultimate goal.

As Mr. Alderton's car drove from his view, Zeb noticed Will and Randy
making their way towards the juvenile building, while at the same time he
discovered that the six `homo' boys were now working naked amongst those
others who were tasked to maintain the yard and surrounding areas. He
smiled inwardly, leaving himself a brief but fulfilling sense of
accomplishment.

Will and Randy stopped short of entering the juvenile barn, watching from
the entry gate the going on of Luke and delighting in the frequent
pleadings and yelps of the once arrogant boy.

Turning his attention to the next task, Zeb moved hastily towards the gate
leading to the back of the house.

He was somewhat pleased, yet a bit perplexed, to see Tyler and Cam still
enjoying the refreshing water of the swimming pool.

"What the fuck!", shouted Zeb, hoping to grab the attention of the two
males.

"Sorry Master", Cam said as he pulled himself out of the pool and assumed
the proper kneeling position.

"I'm sorry also Sir", Tyler said as he too climbed from the pool and went
to grab his shirt and shorts.

"Just leave them be", Zeb barked. "We've work to do and who gives a shit
whether or not you're naked or dressed."

Tyler froze in place, trying to determine the reason or reasons that Zeb
was acting so bothered. "Sure thing... not a problem", Tyler said calmly.

"We've got to get all that computer crap installed and running before
supper. You won't have much time for playing `grab ass' this afternoon. I'd
never have thought that all of a sudden you're letting your queer side show
Tyler."

"I'm not a queer. You can't tell me that you never played like this when
you were growing up. Every boy fools around some time in his life, or don't
you want to remember when ...", Tyler said giving Zeb a stare right before
Zeb interrupted.

"Enough of this bantering back and forth Tyler. You
 work for me now and it's not your place to attempt to correct me, unless
you want to be treated as some one in a much lesser category", Zeb said
returning Tyler's glare.

"Now then you two come with me", Zeb ordered, just as Will and Randy were
coming into the pool area.

Will and Randy looked at each other and then at Zeb wondering if Zeb meant
that sentence to apply to them.

"Glad that you two are here", Zeb said with a faint smile. "I need your
help with something and now is as good a time as any to take of it. Follow
us."

As Zeb opened the door leading into the kitchen, Will and Randy wondered if
it had anything to do with Tyler. They both nudged each other as if to say,
`sure hope so'.

The proverbial `shit' hit the fan as soon as Zeb had one foot in the
kitchen.

Zeb was instantly twisting the right ear of John Henry, who he'd found
sitting at the kitchen table, while Coffee was keeping himself busying by
scrubbing the floor in his own little living space off of the kitchen and
pantry.

"What the hell are you doing slave? Do you think that just because your
previous owners are no longer around, that you can do as you fucking
please?", Zeb shouted as he kept twisting the slaves ear until the slave
was on his knees, staring at Zeb's crotch.

"No Master. Sorry Maste r", John Henry said, as he tried in vain to keep
himself from crying out in pain.

Tyler, Cam, Will and Randy had froze in place, just watching and waiting
for the next blow to strike.

The commotion had also interrupted Coffee from his work, and now he too was
mesmerized at what he was witnessing.

"This piece of shit needs to learn obedience and a whole lot more respect
for his betters", Zeb said to Will and Randy.

Zeb motioned for Will and Randy to approach, as he himself knelt face to
face with John Henry.

"Boy, I'm only going to say this one time and one time only... so listen
well", Zeb said rather sternly to John Henry.

"In case you haven't figured it out yet, I know that you are the one who
was sneaking off long before I got here, to send emails out to my father
about what HAD been going on around here. Those days are over, as of this
second.

And if I was to really give a shit, which I don't, I just want you to know
that I've been in contact with your father. You remember him don't you?
Well, let's just say that in a week's time you and he will be reunited once
again. Only this time, your father, your soon to be Master, doesn't want to
see any part or parts of the former you. He's left me a `laundry list' of
changes that he expects to see in you when he arri ves. So today will be
the first day of the rest of your pathetic life as far as I'm concerned."



John Henry broke down, tears and wailing, as if he'd just been bullwhipped.

"Now then boy", Zeb continued, "For the next week you'll not have any
contact with others unless it is for giving blow jobs or for being
`bitched'. Your father's directions are quite specific and it appears that
he has a need for a `bitch' in his business; lord only knows that some of
them heathens down there like to see a boy get truly `bitched'."

Zeb pulled out a piece of paper from his left rear pocket and began to read
some of it aloud. `No human contact except for proper bitch sex. No sight
or sound allowed. To be kept on all fours. Proper food twice a day along
with a small `human' meal at dinner'.

"Sounds to me as if dear old dad really wants you fucked by some doggie
dick, boy", Zeb said as he tried not to laugh. "I guess we need to be
getting you squared away in your new home".

Looking at his two overseers, Zeb said rather calmly, yet with a grin,
"You'll find the bitch's new stuff in the front hall in the box marked `Bow
Wow'. There should be a new hood and mitts for her paws, along with a nice
sized butt plug with a short tail for using when she ain 't getting
screwed. It's all stuff that we've used before so use it all and make our
little bitch girl nice and comfy. She'll be living outside in the old dog
kennel on the far side. Make sure that her head and back legs are kept nice
and secure. We wouldn't want some one or some thing to mess her up to much
before her new owner comes to pick her up, now do we."

In unison came the `Yes Sir' from the overseers along with a `shit eating'
grin.

"Come along girl! Get a move on", Randy ordered John Henry; who by now was
feeling total devastation and humiliation.

There was an eerie silence in the kitchen as John Henry began crawling
towards the door, with all eyes watching his subservience. Will began to
follow the slave out while Randy hustled to the front hallway to retrieve
the box filled with the goodies.

"I'll check in on you guys and the `bitch' later on", Zeb said quite
calmly, before turning his attention back to the others.

"Cam I want you to stay here and help Coffee with whatever it is that he
needs help with. I don't want to see you lagging, or I'll simply put you
outside with that other slave and I'm sure you wouldn't appreciate that at
all", Zeb said smiling.

"Yes Master", came the simple yet proper reply.

"Tyler come with me and I'll show you to the office area and then you can
get started", Zeb said as he quickly moved toward the hall just outside of
the kitchen.

Zeb paused for a brief moment at the door which led to the basement. He
thought about, but quickly dismissed, the idea of going downstairs to check
on his brother Kevin. Zeb knew all to well that if he'd followed through
with that thought that he'd probably spend way to much time downstairs and
allow the other things to be put on hold.

It didn't take long before Zeb was in full swing, telling Tyler what he
needed done on setting up the new computer system; especially the part
about assuring him that there was no way that any one outside of himself
and Tyler could access the new setup.

Tyler seemed happy now that he was doing something that he knew a great
deal about. It appeared easy enough to follow along with all of Zeb's
requirements. For sure the new computer system wouldn't or couldn't be
accessed by anyone not permitted to do so.

Zeb watched in amazement as Tyler ran wires and plugged this and that
in. He knew for sure that he'd have to probably even keep the office door
locked while his mom and dad where here visiting next week. God forbid they
find out that there oldest son has a hidden agenda.

Once Tyler had completed the setup, he powered up the machine and watched
as it came to life on the large flat screen.

C2

Zeb stood silently behind Tyler; amazed at the depth of Tyler's knowledge
on electronics. In the days and months ahead, Tyler just might prove to be
an even more `valuable asset' than previously thought.

Zeb swiftly moved towards the briefcase on the desk and removed several
discs that he need Tyler to work with.

After handing the discs to Tyler and instructing him on the purpose and
need for the information contain therein to be placed on the computer for
immediate and future use.

"Not a problem Sir", Tyler said with a youthful eagerness and smile.

Zeb returned to his previous spot behind Tyler and watched the computer
screen come to life with a mountain of information.

It was only a matter of seconds before Tyler felt the softness of Zeb's
hands rubbing the tops of his shoulders.

"Sure is good that you understand this crap Tyler. I can just about get
through typing and writing emails on these fucking computers; but then
again, I have really never had a great need for them until now", Zeb said
as he continued to kneed the muscles in Tyler's shoulders along with, now,
the upper muscles in Tyler's gorgeous chest.

Either Tyler didn't care to say anything about the attention, or he didn't
want to break the spell of the moment, he just simply kept on installing
the information on the discs to the computer.



"Sure=2 0looks like somebody has done a good job setting up these
programs", Tyler said softly. "Dozens of spreadsheets, stacks of inventory
sheets and lots more."

"Yes, I had some major help with this project before I arrived here. The
spreadsheets we'll be using to track expenses and income not to mention our
tax breaks and deductions. The inventory sheets are going to come in real
handy, because YOU MY MAN are the one who will be transferring a small
mountain of paper files onto them. The inventory files are basically to
keep track of every slave we have here and that will give us a much better
base to start with when it comes time to sell some of them off. It's like
having money in the bank."

"Dang... sure looks like you covered all of the bases on this one", Tyler
said as he continued clicking and typing away.

Zeb's hands by now had moved down to Tyler's nipples and Zeb made no
attempt to disguise what he was doing or feeling. "You have some pretty
great tits here", Zeb said in a more somber tone of voice. "I don't
remember ever seeing them like this, let alone so attentive to touch."

"Well Sir, you have to remember that growing up as friends the only thing
the two of us did was to have circle jerks and jack each other off. We
really never did stuff like this ya know", Tyler said sorta kinda sadly.



"When
 you get this little project underway, I want you to go up to Kevin's room
and get his `company' computer and see about extracting his journal from
it. You can put it on a disc if you want and then make a file for it on the
office computer", Zeb said with what sounded like his familiar tone of
authority.

"Sure thing Sir, happy to do it", Tyler replied.

It finally struck Zeb that over the last few minutes Tyler was using the
word `sir' and that pleased in very much.

"When do I get to meet up with Kevin?" Tyler inquisitively asked.

"Let's just say that Kevin is busy for now and leave it at that. I'm sure
you'll be getting together pretty soon. He's doing something for himself
and me that we gotta do for a little longer; at least until my parents
leave."



Zeb began twisting the light colored hair on Tyler's chest and made gently
pulling motions on the strands. "You might think about getting these hairs
removed ya know. Around here, you never know who might be wanting to suck
on your nipples and this fucking hair just gets in the way and doesn't make
for a sensual session of tit sucking", Zeb said softly and with a hint of
suggestive thinking.

Tyler continued working, even with his breathing becoming more erratic and
labored. "I'll give it some thought Sir", Tyler repl ied.

Even though Zeb wanted to continue feeling the young man up some more, he
knew that distractions slowed things down and that would equate to wasted
manpower.

"I'll go get the files you'll be needing for the inventory stuff", Zeb said
as he removed his hands and began to head out of the room and up the
stairs.

Moments later Tyler heard a voice coming from the direction of the kitchen
and quickly recognized it as that of Luke. Tyler kept entering information
on the computer, until he began to smell the intoxicating odor of leather.

"You look good sitting there", Luke said, startling Tyler.

"Just doing what I'm being paid to do", Tyler said, mentally noting that
Luke was standing directly behind him.

"Why's you all naked boy?" questioned Luke.

"Well I was in the pool and Zeb said that I really didn't need to have my
clothes back on just to sit here and work with the new computer", Tyler
replied.

"Yep, Zeb is a very wise man for his age", Luke said matter of factly.

Tyler felt something soft, yet firm brushing against the upper part of his
back and turned around to only discover that Luke was gently gliding his
huge black cock back and forth on Tyler's upper back.

"You look pretty good and really sexy in those leather chaps and leather
vest", Tyler said
 with a smile.

"Thanks", Luke responded in kind. "You think my dick is sexy too?"

"Don't know about sexy, but it sure is the biggest cock I've ever seen",
Tyler replied.

In less than a minute, Luke had Tyler willingly on his knees sucking and
licking two huge testicles.

"Seems to me that you ain't a rookie when it comes to this", Luke said in
his own commanding tone of voice.

Luke eased Tyler off of his balls and proceeded to bat Tyler's lips and
cheeks with his Hershey Chocolate manstick.

Taking a firm grip on to Tyler's hair, Luke guided his massive prick into
the kneeling man's eager mouthhole. Back and forth he moved Tyler's head,
each time feeding him a little more of his cock. Luke knew all to well,
that unless Tyler was a true cocksucker that the lad would soon be choking
on it.

"It's all in keeping yourself all trimmed up in the sex department Tyler",
Luke said eagerly. "A man feels better when he keeps his nuts clean and his
cock smooth. Gives ya a much better feeling of sex, not to mention a more
eagerness on the part of the cocksucker. I don't know too many boys like
you that like to end up picking hair out from between their teeth."

Zeb had just entered the office and froze, after seeing the sight before
him. He quickly and quietly put the armload=2 0of folders on top of a
credenza and proceeded to watch Tyler sucking cock.

Luke kept talking to Tyler the entire time, but did notice that they now
had an audience.

"Take it deep girlie. Make your daddy happy. Daddy is going to feed you a
good snack real soon pretty boy. No need to keep hiding your talents
anymore boy. We'll keep this sorta stuff just between us free men. You want
daddy up your love tunnel baby boy?"

Tyler was now gaging and frantic to get air back into his lungs just as
Luke unloaded a massive deposit of man seed. "Don't go letting none of
daddy's seed come out of your mouth pussy boy. I wouldn't want to punish
you for doing so, even if you are a free man. I don't like wasting what god
gave me", Luke said as he continued holding tightly to Tyler's head hair,
while Tyler was thrashing his arms against Luke's upper legs and butt.

When Tyler was finally free from Luke's vise grip, he quickly dropped
completely to the floor and gasped for air faster than a man dangling from
a hangman's noose.

"Come on back up here honey pot", Luke said rather commandingly. "I never
likes my cock to dribble snot after I shoot my manseed. Get your fucking
tongue out and clean me up".

Tyler forced himself back up onto his knees and quickly gave Luke's cock
head a pretty hefty tongue bath. Luke seemed=2 0pleased and remained
silent.

Tyler was still oblivious to Zeb's presence until Zeb spoke up.

"Damn Luke, couldn't you use another mouth instead of Tyler's?" Zeb said
firmly, yet inwardly his insides were all ablaze with happiness and glee.

"Didn't take much convincing on my part Zeb", Luke said. "The boy must have
been overcome by the intoxicating smell of my chaps and vest."

Tyler was red with shame and embarrassment. "Sorry about this Sir", Tyler
said rather quickly as he returned to his chair and began to enter more
data from the discs.

Zeb moved all of the folders over to the desk and Tyler was amazed at the
high stack of folders. "All this has to go into the system?"

"Yep, and we need to try and get it all done before Monday. The parents are
coming Monday afternoon, the new vet will be here, the state is delivering
our new SIMS machine and god only knows what the fuck else is going to pop
up in the meantime; so we have got to do as much as we can, as fast as we
can. Once you get started, if you show me how to do some of this crap, I'll
sit down and do some of it myself." Zeb replied. "You don't have to worry
about doing work on any of the spreadsheets because before I came down, my
friend up in the Dakotas showed me how to enter shit and how to get
information out that I might
 need."

Tyler seemed content and quite happy that he would only have to deal with a
small segment of entries. "It will be easy to show you how to enter most of
this paperwork stuff Sir".

Luke looked at Zeb, grinning, as he heard Tyler use the word `sir'.

"All I have to do with some of this stuff is to scan it and put it into the
proper folder. That will save a whole lot of time", Tyler said beaming from
ear to ear.

"Great, that's good to know. That way we'll have more time to spend
together with doing other stuff", Zeb said returning the smile; knowing all
to well that Tyler was trying to distract everybody from what had just
happened.

"I was telling Tyler about trimming and shaving some of his man hair
off. Telling him how much better he'll feel when somebody is giving him a
good blowjob or nutsack sucking", Luke said.

"Yeah, and I already mentioned to him about shaving off his chest hair
too. Most of us men know the importance of keeping not only in shape, but
looking the part also", Zeb interjected.

"Well, it's all up to him. I'd be happy to help him if'n he wants to feel
and look the part. All the boy has to do is ask ya know", Luke said with a
sadistic grin.

Tyler remained silent throughout the last round of explicit comments;
opting to appeared to tally engrossed in his work.

"I'll go get all of us a cold drink, then you and I can sit down at discuss
a bunch of stuff while Tyler keeps hitting the keys", Zeb said calmly.

"Ya got any beer in that fridge?" asked Luke.

"Not yet we don't", Zeb said laughingly, as he departed for the kitchen.

Luke was sitting in one of the many leather chairs be the time Zeb
returned.

Zeb handed a drink to Luke and said, "I'm glad you changed into your more
comfortable clothes Luke. You always did look good in leather not to
mention you do your best work in just chaps, vest and boots", to which both
men toasted one another with their cold drinks.

"Here you are Tyler. We don't have any booze around so you'll have to make
do with this fruit drink", Zeb said as he handed Tyler a tall glass filled
with what appeared to be some sort of Cranberry or Raspberry drink.

"We shouldn't have any more problems with that snot nosed fucking redneck
kid after today", Luke said with enthusiasm. "I laid into him real
good. He'll have a back and ass full of red marks for a few days but no
lasting scars. As for the other teenage faggots, I don't think they care
much for him either. Not a single kid asked me to stop the whipping so I'm
guessing that they all believed in our method of discipli ne."

Laughing loudly Zeb remarked, "if they think a whipping is the only thing
in store for them, they got a lot more thinking to do".

"Amen to that", Luke replied.

"I've already taken care of that situation with the former John
Henry. Randy and Will have him outside in the kennel getting him all pretty
and settled in his new home for the week. I'm thinking that he'll be
getting fucked by some of the other slaves if we use the thought of fucking
him as some form of reward for good work and good behavior. Hell, even you
and me might find the time to fuck him a few times. Nothings better than
fucking a boy who can't talk back or move around. He'll just kneel there
and take it like the `bitch' he is going to be transformed into", Zeb said
with conviction.

"Do you really think his old man is going to make him bitch for dogs?" Luke
asked, as Tyler's ears began to perk up from the conversation coming from
behind him.

"Well, from his email he says that he now has a rather diverse list of
clients that really take to getting off watching such shit. He even went so
far as to say that he'd reward us handsomely if we could get that lazy dog
of ours to get back into the habit of burying his boner in a bitches ass,
like he used to do to Jordan."

"Fuck me!" Luke said rather l oudly, getting the attention of Tyler who for
an unknown reason spouted out with, "no thanks".

All three free men laugh aloud.

"Let's get back to more important matters", Zeb said after the laughter had
calmed down. "We've got a very important night coming up tomorrow and I
don't want to have any snags. This cookout is going to make us or break
us. We've got the mayor, judge and sheriff coming and they're bringing
their families if they have one. We've got to be certain to not only
impress them but `impress upon them' that we're here to stay and we're not
here to be overly generous.

We have to keep in mind that all three of them have a slave from here that,
to date, we've not much control over. There's going to have to be some sort
of trade-off if they desire to keep their slave.

I'm thinking along the lines of making sure that the sheriff and his people
don't pass up any opportunity to arrest someone who might show us a nice
profit. We need the mayor to start invoking some of the laws in town and
around the county and we need the judge to start seeing our way of doing
business so that he will sentence more to a term of indenturement rather
than confining them to a jail cell.

I know for a fact that the judge loves his slave boy, and I'm thinking that
the sheriff's wife and kids love=2 0theirs too. The mayor is a different
bird though. He is sorta like a closeted S and M freak, but we all know how
to handle guys like that."

"Sounds like we have our work cut out for us tomorrow night Zeb, but I'm
sure that all of us can pull it off just the way you want it to be done",
replied Luke.

"Just tell me what I can do to help and I'll do it" Tyler said with his
head buried in the computer work.

"For starters we have to probably get the teenagers cleaned up and wearing
something scant, so they can act as servers and we need to have some of the
other slaves outside working when our guest arrive. I was even thinking,
that since in fact it will be Saturday that we might even have a discipline
or punishment session readily available for any of them that want to
witness it", Zeb said with his mind now going all out with affirmative
thinking.

"No party is going to be a hundred percent perfect, but we sure as hell can
give it our all", Luke said, as if he was making copious mental notes of
what Zeb was saying.

"When I send you to town in the morning, take at least two slaves with you
to load the food for the party. It probably wouldn't hurt if you stopped by
the liquor store and purchased a variety of alcohol in case somebody wanted
some libations", Zeb continued aloud with his thought process.

"In=2 0the morning, we need to get the grounds crew to work inside around
the pool to make all the flowers and shrubs like pristine and luxurious. I
don't want to leave anything to chance. God knows what this place used to
look like if they've ever visited here before; and I'm guessing that
they've all been out here at one time or another, if nothing more than to
watch a video being made or just to purchase some of them. They're all
probably nothing more than a small group of older pervs who get off on shit
like that" Zeb said just before taking another sip of his drink.

Luke simply replied "Got it", as he discreetly motioned for Zeb to take a
peak at Tyler.

"How ya doing over there Tyler?" Zeb questioned.

There was a noticeable pause before Tyler said, "doing fucking great".

Both Zeb and Luke grinned as they watched Tyler take another gulp of his
cold drink.

"Ok then", Zeb began. "Now you know what needs to be done to accomplish our
goals, so we'll all work towards the common goal."



"You give any more thought to a high and tight haircut boy", Luke said in a
booming tone.

"Just a little bit", Tyler said rather lazily. "I suppose you two know more
about that kind of shit than I do. It might not be such a bad thing the
more I think about it, but I'm ha ving a bit of a hard time concentrating
right this minute with all sorts of shit going through my brain."

Luke glanced over at Zeb, who quietly gave a demonstration to Luke that
he'd spiked the drink with something. Luke smiled; his glaring white teeth
sparkled in the artificial light.

Luke and Zeb continued talking, past the cookout and on to things
pertaining to the upcoming week; until they noticed that Tyler's fingers
weren't working as fast as they were before.

"Tyler... TYLER... are you okay buddy" Zeb barked

"Yep, I'm just ducky siiir", Tyler said with a stutter.

"Looks like you need some fresh air boy", Luke said.

"Yeah, I think I need some air", Tyler replied, as now Zeb and Luke were
standing on either side of him.

Zeb moved closer to Tyler and began speaking to him in a somewhat
`brotherly' fashion. "You know Tyler, that it might be a good thing to
remember everything that has been explained to you from the `get go'. Even
though you're now working for me, all of the agreements you signed with my
dad and his company still hold water here also. Don't you think that you
should look all prettied up when you and Kevin meet? It wouldn't be fair if
you at least didn't get yourself all cleaned up a wee tad bit because Kevin
got all cleaned up for dad and mom an d all the other free men around
here. You have to remember that in some ways Kevin is still an intern just
like you are."

"Yeah, I suppose what you say is true", Tyler said; barely able to keep his
eyes open.

Zeb was quick and stealth like when he got right up to Tyler's face and
extracted his own beautiful male member. "Look at what you might get if
you're a good boy", Zeb whispered softly into Tyler's ear. "I saw you and
Luke a few minutes ago and it sure did look like the two of you were
enjoying each other."

Tyler was stone cold silent, not knowing what to say.

"I can always call up, in my mind, the times that we jerked off
together. You always seemed to keep your eyes on my dick and never said a
word until after I blasted a good load all over the place", Zeb said,
continuing his thought process.

"Yeah, you always did shoot like a rocket", Tyler replied.

"I'm wondering, now, if all those times that you weren't thinking about
having my cock up your sweet and tight ass", Zeb said with a smile.

"Well..." Tyler replied rather quietly.

"Have you ever been fucked?" Zeb questioned in his normal tone of voice.

"Hell no", Tyler answered, sounding disturbed. "If anybody is getting
fucked around here it should be Kevin. Kevin is20the ass that I have always
wanted to plow."

"Well, that sure is odd coming from you", Zeb answered. "According to all
of the physiological tests you took at dad's place it says that YOU are the
one more likely to desire to be fucked. It says in the report that you have
the make-up of a typical submissive with a desire to be dominated and it
goes on to say that you also have a tendency to fanaticize about being in
some form of sado-masochistic relationship or lifestyle."

"That if bull shit", Tyler said with a rising tone of anger.

"It's all true Tyler. Once we get the computer work all done, I'll show you
all of the paperwork that proceeded your arrival. Hell, even my mom and dad
have comments in the report pertaining to what they'd be teaching you if
you'd have stayed in their employ. And by now, I know that you know just
exactly what my mother is capable of doing", Zeb said with a
smirk. "Besides, there's no arguing with the boss, now is there."

Tyler remained silent, while his embarrassment and humiliation seemed to
continue.

"Just look at your own penis", Zeb said desiring not to let up. "The
fucking thing is rock hard. I'm thinking you are wishing you were all alone
so you could masturbate. Do you want to jack-off now? Do you want Luke and
me to leave you alone so you can stroke your sal ami? Would you like it if
Kevin was here so you could fuck him?

The room was dead silent for what seemed an eternity, while Zeb rubbed his
own stiff cock on Tyler's cheek.

"Well, this isn't getting any work done around here, now is it?" Zeb spoke
with a more casual tone to his voice.

"How about Luke taking you to get cleaned up a bit and I'll sit here and
trudge through some of the financial shit", Zeb said smiling.

Luke smiled, but remained silent, as did Tyler.

Zeb stepped away from Tyler and indicated to Luke that he should take Tyler
and get him all prettied up.

Tyler seemed to be momentarily oblivious to the situation as Luke eased the
man to his feet.

"Just make sure he's all nice and clean and pretty. Nothing to drastic. We
wouldn't want Tyler to think poorly of our little operation here, and I
damn sure don't want Kevin thinking that his friend is nothing but a skank
whore. And neither of you have time for anymore sex!" Zeb said with an
eager beaver smile.

Zeb followed the two men outside, and watched Luke ease Tyler into the
front seat of the golf cart and head toward the processing barn.

Zeb noticed that there seemed to be fewer slaves tending to the grass and
shrubs and decided it was his duty to find out the reason for such
disobedience. Zeb walked passed about six slaves without saying a20word.

When Zeb reached the far side of the house, looking towards the rear of the
home, he noticed the missing slaves.

The additional slaves were all standing, each with an erection, some even
stroking themselves; but all were watching the proceedings going on in the
large dog kennel.

As Zeb moved closer he could hear the muffled garble coming from John
Henry's mouth, as John Henry was kneeling on all fours and looking exactly
how his dad had asked that he look.



To Be Continued.