Date: Tue, 8 Nov 2005 04:51:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Steam Train <steam_t2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Middle Class Slave Revisited Chapter 13

A Middle Class Slave Revisited
By Steam Train    (steam_t2000@yahoo.com)

Chapter 13: Leader of the pack.


"I have a very different year in store for you Steve.
Not all the arrangements are in place and anyway as a
slave you don't need to know what is planned for you
do you?" Master asked.

He said it with a smile and as a tease but he also
meant it. He didn't tell me all of what he planned
just the parts he was certain of as they came to
fruition. Looking back now I can see that Master had
thought through his actions very carefully but at the
time I could not see where he was heading.

The first thing that Master told me was that I was to
be trained by Margaret the household cook in all
aspects of cooking. If his plans came to fruition I
might find myself serving in a small household in the
foreseeable future and there I would need all round
domestic slave skills.

Master also told me were that as Mr Morris had not
been in good health recently he was being sent into
semi retirement out at Napa Valley.

I would miss Mr Morris he was the person who had
guided me through the early days of being in charge of
the indentured slaves at the William C Booth
Indentured Slave Training Facility. Apart from that Mr
Morris and I often talked away the evenings before
bedtime. He was a highly educated man and I came to
love our time together in a way totally different way
from how I loved Josh. Again the unfairness and
helplessness of being a slave, hit home as Mr Morris
left my life.

Master as he had always promised had plans in place to
look after his favourite slaves when they grew too
old. At the Napa Valley Master had founded the `W C
Booth Village for Faithful Slaves'.

There the elderly and infirm slaves did small jobs and
made handcrafts and the like for charity. There was
even a small crew of younger slaves to look after
them. Mr Morris was flown there accompanied by Master.
It was a fitting farewell for a true gentleman. No
slave crate and delivery crate. A seat next to master
on the flight to California was his reward for
faithful service.

I thought I was going to be told that with Mr Morris's
departure I was to be the new butler at the residence.


But no, Master had other plans!

Bentley was returning as butler and Todd was being
transferred as well from Napa as assistant butler.

I didn't know but apparently Todd hated his life on
the farm with his parents so much he voluntarily
signed up for a ten-year indenture in Masters service.
Master had sent him to Napa Valley where he desired.
To be reunited with his old lover Bentley.

Master was also transferring from California a young
college graduate in teaching, Heath, who had gotten
the younger sister of a friend of his pregnant and
suffered a similar fate as myself.

I was to train Heath in all aspects of the William C
Booth Indentured Slave Training Facility. As the
numbers attending were growing fast Master had decided
that the facility needed a second slave assistant.
That new assistant to Heath was to be Matt, my part
time lover and caddy buddy from Piney Hills!

Matt was to run all the physical and work training
aspects of the training facility and Heath the
academic.

As well Master had employed Mr Woods to be Overseer of
the residence and the training facility, separating it
from the Premium Foods Plant Overseer.

As Master was now only coming down here two days a
month and the house needed occupants. Mr and Mrs Woods
and Ben who was still living at home would join Josh
in residence.

As a result of this Piney Hills was to have a new
slave overseer and a new senior alpha slave. Times
were a changing there anyway. Already the State had
passed new public decency laws that prevented the
course from displaying the caddy slaves naked. They
all now wore khaki shorts with matching stipes that
lined up with the tattoos. The advice caddies were
fitted out with removable harnesses and now looked
very swish in their matching polo shirts and khaki
shorts.

I was in a strange state of mind for weeks after these
changes took place. Matt was reunited with me but of
course Josh was at the residence most nights. The
flame in the relationship between Matt and myself had
gone out. Though with Master and Josh's approval Matt
and I still had occasional casual sex. Matt liked my
clear white skin. He said it looked and felt like he
was fucking a freeman.

Well I confess Matt could now when he desired dominate
it over me in the strength department. I was still
very fit but I lacked that real hardness that
fieldwork brought your body.

However Matt used that strength to soon become the
dominant but loving sexual partner of his new roommate
Heath. I wasn't jealous; on the contrary it solved an
awkward situation very nicely for me, though it
created another problem.

Heath was an attractive blond mid twenties guy and
Master had already used him for sex in California.
Master used Heath most Tuesday nights that he stayed
at the Residence. That relegated me to only Monday
night once a month with Master. If I hadn't of had
Josh I would have been very jealous instead of just
mildly jealous.

When I was nearing the end of training Heath and Matt
in their new roles and learning how to be an expert
cook at the same time from Margaret, Master ordered
that I assist Bentley and Todd to prepare for a
special visit to the Residence by Calhoun McAlister.
Master specifically ordered that I was allowed to
watch proceedings when Mr McAlister arrived from the
security system in his bedroom.

I wondered why this strange request and asked Master
how the McAlister brothers and Green Bay Farms were
going. He had not mentioned then for a long time and
the last time he had, he hinted that Billy-Joe was
leading his brother into financial troubles.

He stopped looked at me and at first I thought he was
going to reprimand me for speaking but then said "Ah
of course you wouldn't know. Only last week I bought
Green Bay Farms at the liquidation sale. It was a
bargain. It was a real pity to see Green Bay fall into
such disrepair. Aaron Neill is going to take up the
position as my Estate Overseer there now that he has
finished his degree in Agricultural Economics".

"But Master, what has happened to my old masters the
McAlister Brothers?" I asked.

"Billy-Joe McAlister is dead, jumped off the
Tallahatchie Bridge a couple of weeks ago. Guess he
couldn't face up to his problems like a man, he really
left his brother in the lurch to carry everything".

"I fear Calhoun is heading for sale as a slave. Not
all the assets have yet been sold but I suspect that
there will not be enough too pay the debts owing. If
that is the case then unless a Good Samaritan comes
along I fear Cal will find himself sold as the last
remaining assets to try to cover the debts as best as
possible".

 "It's all Billy-Joe's fault, Calhoun managed the farm
quite well when his brother was overseas. I feel
really sorry for Cal but not so for Billy-Joe".

"He is currently residing in the County Lock Up as a
freeman awaiting his fate. He is being released on my
cognisance for today's meeting. Todd is driving me to
pick him up from the lock up in my car" Master said.

I didn't feel joy or satisfaction at their fall
either, instead like Master I felt sorry for Calhoun.
No one should have to suffer that soul-destroying fall
into slavery.

I knew only too well how Calhoun was feeling right now
in the County Lock Up, alone without his brother his
closest family, who he had loved, facing the prospect
of his life being taken totally out of his control.

I didn't have the time then to dwell on Cal's
circumstances, as there was much work to be done to
ready the house and the food for Master and his guest.

When Master arrived back from the County Lock Up and
came in accompanied by his guest I was in position
hidden away in Masters bedroom watching the
proceedings in the formal lounge on the security
screen.

I was surprised to see how much Calhoun McAlister had
aged. He looked a broken man, dishevelled and unshaven
nothing like the all-powerful well-dressed master I
had experienced all those years ago in his bedroom at
Green Bay Farms.

They sat down in the lounge chairs and Master offered
drinks.

"I would die for a `Jack Daniels' and coke Mr
McAlister replied.

"Make that two" Master called out into space, but
knowing that Todd was listening in the slave nook.

Todd immediately slipped out of the nook and the room
informing Bentley of their choice. Bentley unlocked
then opened the liquor cabinet and poured the required
drinks. He served them on a silver tray then retired
back out the room. Todd slipped back into the slave
nook unnoticed by Mr McAlister or by Master as a good
slave should.

After completing the opening pleasantries and some
trivial talk Master asked Mr McAlister how he was
coping. The conversation inevitably turned to how he
was being treated.

"I'm beginning to feel like a slave Will. The guards
at the lock up are slowly loosing their patience with
the length of my stay and I think they can sense I am
heading into enslavement. You know Will, I have
sometimes thought about the slaves I have fucked or
bought and how they must be feeling loosing their
freedom but until you are truly staring that fate in
the face you can't really come to grips with how that
feels.

It is the most terrible mind numbing fear Will and I
am powerless to do anything about it. I had everything
and soon I will have nothing. Help me please Will,
please help me. I don't want to be a slave" Mr
McAlister broke down and then cried.

I didn't have much compassion at that moment for him.
He had taken little interest in me except as a trophy
for his brother to conquer. Serve him right I thought
to really find out what slavery is like. Then I
realised what I was thinking and I mentally berated
myself. I was as bad as Mr McAlister thinking that. I
quickly realised that deep down I could not wish
slavery on him. No one deserved to loose their life
forever except in the most extreme cases like murder.
He was the victim of his brother's stupidity yet he
did not seem to be blaming Billy-Joe for his current
predicament.

Master said to Mr McAlister, "Cal how desperate are
you to stave off enslavement?"

"I'll do anything short of breaking the law to avoid
being enslaved" Mr McAlister said.

"You know I have bought Green Bay and that I have an
ever growing farm portfolio to manage around the U.S.
and Canada. I need a man of your expertise in
Agricultural Management to head up all my agricultural
production properties. Would you be interested?"
Master said.

"Oh yes Will would I ever" McAlister quickly replied.

"There is a catch though Will and I will tell it to
you up front so you can go home and think my offer
over and let me know tomorrow. I will pay out all your
debts but in return so that you are not encumbered
with debts for years to come paying me back you will
need to voluntarily sign a twelve month slavery
Indenture"

Mr McAlister gasped.

"That's my deal Cal you don't have to take it. There
is some chance I guess that you may not be enslaved as
not all your assets are yet sold but the decision is
yours. At the end of the twelve months of slavery I
will then offer you the position of Vice President
Agricultural Production for Premium Foods. That
position will be based at corporate headquarters in
New York. Think this proposal through over night and I
will call by the lock up at 1pm tomorrow to hear your
answer. If you accept I will have you out of the Lock
Up and into your indenture tomorrow afternoon" Master
said.

"But I told you Will, I don't want to be a slave" Mr
Calhoun replied.

"I know you don't Cal, but for twelve months I feel
you need to experience what it is like to be a slave
then you will be fully prepared to take up the role as
my Vice President of Agricultural Production. You need
to fully understand the mind of my slaves to be
successful in that role as all the farms are worked by
slaves."

"I know you have managed a large team of slaves Cal
but you also know that I treat my slaves differently
even the ones toiling away in coffles. They don't get
it as good as my bed slave may get but relatively they
are better treated than any other slave owners slaves
and I am proud of that fact. I can't afford to have
you come in with your more traditional slave handling
views and wreck all I have built up. I will protect my
slaves from that type of handling till my dying
breath" Master concluded.

The conversation basically ended there. Mr McAlister
was in a state of shock and Master was keen to go back
to his office at the factory. I was extremely proud of
what I had heard Master say to Mr McAlister about his
slaves and the way he treated them. If it was at all
possible my feelings of admiration for Master grew
even more.

That night Master told me he expected Calhoun to
accept his offer. The alternative was almost certainly
lifetime enslavement. One year in hell for the promise
of a successful career position in New York was too
tempting an offer.

Master then told me that his son Alex who was now
twenty-nine would be joining Calhoun in a one year
slave indenture with a similar promise at the
conclusion. Master was going to step down as President
in favour of his son but would remain on as Chairman
and Chief Executive. Finally he told me that he wanted
me to join the two of them in a coffle for the year to
ensure that they survived.

It was my turn to gasp!

We talked long into the night. There was no doubt that
I wouldn't join them, I was a slave and had to do what
I was told but aside from this Master was trusting me
with the welfare of his son and heir. I would do
anything for Master and he knew it. There was never an
expectation from either of us that I would even offer
the slightest objection.

The indentures would be served out at Green Bay Farms
under the supervision of Aaron Neill who would know
all the details. The guards would know nothing of the
special identity of Alex so as to ensure he received a
normal slaves treatment. Calhoun McAlister was
returning to his former property and would be a slave
for twelve months under the control of his former
staff. He would find that a difficult humiliation to
have to deal with but one Master felt would be
character building in the extreme.

I was not to let on to either Alex or Cal who I was.
As far as they were concerned and the guards at Green
Bay Farm I was just another one year indentured slave,
paying off my debts to Master. That was why he did not
want Calhoun to see me. Cal would never recognise me
as the slave he had owned all those years ago and he
didn't want him to realise I was a plant into the
coffle to ensure Masters interests were served.

I asked why he wanted me to see and listen in to his
conversation with Mr McAlister. He replied it was
because he wanted me to see first hand my former
Masters pitiful state. I would need to protect Cal in
the coffle from himself as much as from the other
slaves.

Master and I talked about how I had sexually dominated
the coffles in which I had worked in the past. Master
wanted me to again try and become assertive and
dominate within the new coffle that I was going to
serve in for the next twelve months. That way I could
actually protect his son and Cal without drawing any
suspicion. I was a lot older than when I had conquered
all the coffles before but I said I would try.

That night in bed he broke the news to me of the
possibility of a new identity and the promise of a
different though not completely free life for myself
after I completed my indenture.

He also offered an apology for keeping me away from
Josh for a whole year, but said he had already
discussed his plans for me with Josh and had explained
to him the need for me to disappear back to Green Bay
Farms. Josh gladly accepted the one-year separation,
as he knew Masters eventual aim for me.

I wished then that Master would just tell me all of
his plans but Master again sensed what I was thinking
and before I could put my thoughts into words he said,
"Be patient Steve. You have been very loyal and loving
towards me. I am now trying to repay that loyalty the
best way I can think of. I do not want to get your
hopes up and then have to dash them because what I am
trying fails, so I as I have told you, I am only
telling you those parts that have come to fruition. It
is better for you this way, really it is!" Master
said.

He joked then that at least he had Heath to keep him
company.

I wondered if that was not one of the reasons he
wanted me to accompany the others into their life in a
slave coffle. This way he got me out of his bed and
away from his conscience so he could enjoy the much
younger Heath.

The next afternoon Todd drove Master and Mr Anderson
into the County Lock Up and picked up Mr McAlister.

When they returned Rawlings Campbell one of the local
Lawyers Master used from time to time was waiting at
the residence to meet up with them.

Master had again allowed me to watch proceedings via
the security system on the screen in his bedroom.

When the parties entered Masters study, poor Mr
McAlister looked worse than the day previous. He
clearly had not slept over night as he weighed up the
dilemma he faced.

I have never heard a voice carry more fear than
Calhoun McAlister's when he informed Master of his
choice.

"I will sign the indenture Will, I have no other hope
and I know you are a man who honours his promises for
a future position that will allow me to restore my
name to some dignity after the humiliation of my fall
from power" Calhoun said.

Mr Campbell produced the indenture forms and witnessed
by Mr Anderson, Calhoun McAlister signed on the dotted
line.

"Cal you are now an indentured slave" Master said, "My
new slaves appear before me naked to signify and
emphasise their new status".

Turning to Mr Woods who had accompanied the party into
the study he ordered him to remove Cal's clothes".

`Will, no please we are old friends" Cal exclaimed.

Master walked over to Cal and without pausing slapped
his face.

Cal raised his hand to his face and rubbed it, a look
of total shock on his face.

"A slave does not speak unless he is ordered to speak,
you knows that Cal and a slave never calls his Master
anything but Master. Your new lesson in life begins
now Cal. Proceed please Mr Woods" Master commanded.

Calhoun blushed profusely and so did I watching on the
screen in the bedroom.

Master, Mr Anderson, Mr Campbell and a household guard
were all there observing every moment of Calhoun's
humiliation at the hands of Mr Woods.

As Mr Woods removed Cal's clothing it became obvious
that middle age spread had crept onto Cal's body
physique since I had last seen him naked. He needed a
good prolonged workout, which I knew was exactly what
he was going to get shackled in a coffle with the rest
of us slaves.

Master ordered Mr Woods to organise to have Cal washed
and shaved down to an acceptable slave standard ready
for inspection. Cal was then lead naked out to the
study by the guard accompanied by Mr Woods.

While all the paperwork for Cal's release from custody
and payment of his outstanding debts was finalised by
Master with Mr Campbell I flicked cameras and watched
as Bentley and Todd were given the task of washing and
shaving down Cal's body in the slave quarters. I felt
really sorry for him just standing there as all his
dignity and body hair was stripped away.

Mr Woods stood to the side supervising their actions,
but he said and did very little till they were
finished.

Bentley and Todd were meticulous in removing all signs
of hair from Cal's body apart from his head, which was
trimmed, to a close cut slave style then finally Cal
was cleaned out with an enema.

There was poetic justice for me in the way Cal was
lead back to Masters study accompanied by a house
guard and Mr Woods for the formal inspection of the
new slave.

It reminded me of exactly how I was presented to
Calhoun and his brother all those years ago.

The Guard knocked on the study door and after Master
told them to enter they moved into the study and stood
before Masters desk.

Mr Campbell was still there seated in a chair
observing proceedings.

"Mr Woods would you please be so kind as to inspect
the new slave and report on his quality and
presentation" Master requested.

So began Cal's first humiliating examination as a
slave.

Mr Woods showed no signs of any discomfort. I guess he
had done this hundreds if not thousands of times. The
fact that the new slave was a former board member of
his previous employer the Piney Hills Golf Club did
not seem to faze him at all.

Mr Woods cupped Cal's balls in the palm of his hand
and Cal flinched. All new slaves I have found have
that same reaction to someone touching their
previously most private of parts for the first time.

"Well hung" Mr Woods commented, then his fingers
probed at Cal's balls, he separated them out as he
continued "Well proportioned for a man of his build
and age, not too small, but not too big".

Then taking his cock into his hand Mr Woods said,
"Steady boy!" as Cal tried to back away at the touch,
"Unlike a slave who's used to slavery, he doesn't like
having his cock handled, but he will soon get used to
that!"

Mr Woods then starting to massage Cal's cock, rubbing
up and down the shaft so that, in spite of himself,
Cal started to have a full erection.

"Excellent, with only a few strokes, he's oozing some
pre-cum. That's always a good sign in a slave,
especially one his age, means he can still get ready
for action quickly."

Releasing his cock Mr Woods turned Cal around and
making him bend over inspected his rear. "His butt is
ok. Nice shape, reasonably well rounded cheeks.

Mr Woods reached over with both hands and inserted his
fingers between Cal's arse cheeks and then separated
them. Mr Woods then commented as he carried out his
inspection, "A distension of the hole, and when I put
my two fingers up him, his muscles relaxed immediately
to allow easy access. He's no virgin!"

The rest of the examination was routine in comparison
to the first part of Mr Woods examination.

"No obvious signs of any irregularities apart from his
anal violation and the excess body fat of his mid rift
bulge" Mr Woods concluded.

Cal was dispatched from the study accompanied by the
guard and Mr Woods and spent that night naked and
locked in a spare room in the slave quarters.

Looking straight at the camera Master then said "Steve
would you join us please".

I hurried from Masters' bedroom down to the study.

In the study Josh had joined Master and Mr Campbell.

Master had me sign an indenture just like Cal's
requiring me to serve as his slave for twelve months.
This was the second time that Master had made me sign
an indenture. Some months before I began the laser
treatments to remove my tattoos I had signed the first
one-year indenture. Master at the time just told me to
sign and not to ask questions.

Since that first occasion Master had also insisted
that I practise signing with a new signature, `Steven
White' not Wright.

Master had not used Mr Campbell as the Lawyer to draft
the first indenture and Mr Campbell did not know I was
really a life slave when preparing this indenture.

The indenture made out I was voluntarily placing
myself into indentured slavery to pay off all my debts
to Mr Booth. Josh signed as the witness to the second
indenture.

I knew I was not going to have the loving passionate
relationship during my time in the coffle that I had
with Josh at the residence but I was already beginning
to feel the building excitement of again trying to
sexually dominate my coffle partners and become leader
of the pack.


End Chapter 13 (Part 22 Continuance of Original)