Date: Tue, 15 Dec 2009 10:45:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Baron <hgo469@yahoo.com>
Subject: Motorhome Slaveboy - 15

Motorhome Slaveboy 15
Copyright 2009 by hgo469@yahoo.com
All Rights Reserved


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WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

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If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories that depict sex
between boys, men, boys and men, kinky or nonconsensual sex or live in a
jurisdiction where reading or possessing such materials is illegal - exit
now.

This story is fiction; it is set in a parallel universe where the names are
the same, but the rules of conduct are not - any resemblance to anyone
living or dead is pure coincidence, nothing more. Since this is fiction,
SAFE SEX isn't required; however, in real life there are too many things
out there to take that sort of chance.

If you like this and want to hear more let me know - questions and
constructive criticism will be acknowledged - flames will be ignored.

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MOTORHOME SLAVEBOY


Chapter 15 Invasion – Part IV


	Karl came in through the trap door just as Willy and I were
securing our two additional guests into their new accommodations. When it
came to guarding something these gang members weren't worth a shit. The two
guards that had been posted to watch Karl's trailer were huddled together,
passing a joint back and forth – I don't know how many they had so far,
but they were both stoned. I suspect that they were better off that it was
us and not the gang leader that found them. Now they were stripped, gagged
and hog-tied – just like the other one – and locked into small cages.
	"Any problems?" I asked as we joined Karl at the small table.
	"Not really, there were a couple of guys wandering around with guns
in their hands, but I doubt that they would have seen me if I had come
right up to them and introduced myself." Karl smiled. "And the best part is
that they parked that van with all of their supplies, weapons and raw
materials right beside the lab – we should be hearing something
interesting any moment now."
	Karl had barely finished speaking when we heard the first of
several small explosions.
	BOOM!
	BOOM!
	BOOM!
	BOOM!
	And then there was silence for a moment before we heard voices
shouting. Karl just sat there and smiled like he was waiting for the other
shoe to drop.
	Suddenly...
	KABAM!
	The trailer shook like there had been either an earthquake or
someone had just dropped an atomic bomb. Our "guests" all jumped as best
they could in their bondage and I could see that they were scared.
	Karl continued to smile. "Well, I think they've had a bit of an
accident. From the sound of things I would say that the lab and van have
both been blown to smithereens."
	BANG!
	BANG!
	BANG!
	"Oh yeah, there were a few motorcycles parked right there as well,"
Karl added as the last explosion went off.

* * * * *

	All of the gang members were racing back and forth around the
compound; two of them had jumped on their motorcycles and managed to run
into each other right out in the middle.
	Dragon ran out shouting, only with the combination of the two still
racing motorcycle engines and the popping off of explosives in the fire
where the lab and supply vans had sat no one heard him; or if they did they
weren't paying any attention. Finally, he fired the shotgun he was carrying
into the air, the blasts from the gun managed to get almost everyone's
attention and the rest seemed to slow down too.
	"What the fuck is going on around here!" Dragon shouted.
	Several gang members started to answer at once.
	"Everyone shut up!" Dragon yelled. "Bull, what's going on?"
	"I'm not sure, Dragon," Bull said. "Somehow the lab and supply van
caught fire, along with some of the bikes that were parked there."
	"Caught fire? I thought I ordered that no one smoke anywhere near
those things? Now who's missing?"
	"Rina and Rim were in the lab packaging pills," Bull said looking
around the compound. "And I don't see Steve or Stan, they were supposed to
be watching that trailer we haven't been able to get into just in case
there is someone still running around loose, causing some of these
problems. Bruiser and Head are still caught over there by the cells where
we have all the prisoners. No one has seen Brick, Clem or Lenny for several
hours now, so I don't know where they are."
	"I want all of them found and everyone back here in one hour –
I'm going to get to the bottom of this, once and for all. Things like this
don't just `happen'!" Dragon turned and headed back into the bus where he
had been staying ever since he was locked out of the fancy living quarters.
	When Red started to follow him into the bus Dragon turned to her
and snapped, "Why don't you make yourself useful and help with the search
– I want to be alone."
	"Sure thing, baby, whatever you say," Red said, a bit put
out. Still, she had her marching orders and headed off to join the
searchers.

* * * * *

	Cole and Karl smiled – it appeared that they were winning big
time – already more than half of the gang members were out of action and
the rest of their crew were safe from any kind of action against them.
	"I think it is time that we gathered up a few additional troops and
put an end to this thing," Cole said.
	"What do you have in mind?"
	"We'll leave Willy here with these captives just to be sure while
you and I head back over to the cell block and release a few more of our
boys."
	"I know we can get into the main room, but didn't you say that each
of the cell blocks was also cut off by a security door. And there are still
those two guys in the main room, don't they have guns?" Karl wasn't scared;
he just wanted to make sure he knew what the odds were.
	"I don't think that's going to be all that much of a problem."
	The trip back to the cell block was a lot easier now that they
weren't barefoot. Cole eased the hidden door open; the room was very dark
except for a faint glimmer of light coming from out in the
hallway. Together they crept along, taking care not to make any noise –
the light in the hallway was coming from a single flashlight sitting on the
desk beside the front door. The two gang members who were supposed to be
guarding things were both asleep in overstuffed chairs they had pulled up
from the storage room.
	"This is almost too easy," Karl whispered to Cole.
	"We could wake them and give `em a fighting chance," Cole replied.
	Karl chuckled and then indicated that he would take the one on the
left.
	It was over before it even started. The two bikers had only started
to move when Karl and Cole pushed their stun-guns into the biker's sides
– by the time they were awake again they had been properly striped and
hog-tied.
	"Two more without a fight, at this time we should be done before
the sun comes up," Cole said with a laugh.
	"Now let's get a bit of assistance out here and get this whole
thing over," Karl suggested.
	Cole used a couple more of his hidden switches and opened the door
into the cells. Quickly he released Kent, Martin and Tim while Cole
released David and Michael as well as Barry and Kenny. Now he was sure that
they would have the needed manpower to overcome the remainder of the
bikers.
	Both of the men told the rest of the captives that this nightmare
was about over and they would be looking closely to what would be done with
everyone shortly. None of this was extremely reassuring to the other
prisoners as it meant that they were just once again exchanging one captor
for another, but at least Karl and Cole didn't keep threatening to kill
everyone.

* * * * *

	After an hour of searching everywhere they could reach the bikers
all regrouped in the yard outside the bus. Each of them indicated that they
hadn't found anyone or even a sign of anyone. "Perhaps once the sun comes
up we will find something, after all no one can just disappear into thin
air."
	"Would you like to be the one to tell that to Dragon?" Red asked.
	"I'll give him the bad news, but I want all of you right there with
me when I tell him."
	The remaining bikers filed into the bus. Dragon had been dozing
when they entered but he turned around and sat up when all of them were
there. "So, what did you find?"
	"Nothing, not a single sign of any of the missing guys," Bull said
expecting Dragon's temper to explode again as it has done so many times
before. If he kept doing he was going to blow a blood vessel – of course
as far as Bull was concerned that would be all bad as then since he was the
second in command he would be able to take over without having to kill
Dragon first.
	Dragon took in a huge breath of air and was about to start shouting
when suddenly all of the lights surrounding the yard where the bus was
parked came on bathing everything in a light as bright as noon.
	"ATTENTION IN THE BUS," a voice said from loudspeakers outside, "we
have you surrounded and are in complete control of the entire complex."
	"What the fuck!" Dragon shouted. "I thought you said all of the
prisoners were still in their cages."
	Uh-uh, the shutters over all the doors and windows are still
closed," Bull said after looking out at the front of the hut. "There aren't
any other ways to get out or we would have found them."
	"Then what the fuck's going on out there?"
	"ATTENTION IN THE BUS," the voice said again. "Throw any weapons
you have out into the yard and then come out one at a time as you are
summoned and follow instructions and no one will be killed. Otherwise I'm
going to touch off the explosives that are now under the bus fuel tank and
you will all go out in a blaze of fire much the same way that meth lab did
earlier."
	The bikers looked at one another, for the first time in some time
they were worried, seriously worried, like any bullies they didn't know for
sure what to do when they weren't the ones in charge.
	"They're bluffing," Dragon said, "even if they did manage to get to
a few buttons what can a bunch of chained up faggots do to us?"
	"You have five minutes, starting now," boomed the voice.
	"I don't know about you but I don't want my ass splattered around
out there," Red said as she quickly ran down the steps to the yard with her
hands in the air. The two bikers directly behind her threw their guns out
into the yard and followed her.
	"Okay, stop right where you are."
	All of them stopped, their hands still in the air and their feet
shaking a bit as they tried to stay still.
	Dragon turned to the few remaining members of his gang, "Are you
still with me?"
	"You can count on me boss," Bull said.
	"What about you two?" Dragon said to the remaining two, Tony and
Bill.
	They had been with Dragon since the beginning along with
Bull. "With you all the way boss," they said in unison.

* * * * *

	"Now what do we do," David said to Cole as they watched the three
bikers stand there in the bright lights.
	"Give them a bit of their own medicine I think," he said with an
almost wicked smile on his face.
	"Okay, now strip," Cole said through the loudspeakers.
	The three bikers looked at once another and then slowly started to
undress. It only took a minute and the two guys were standing there totally
nude while Red still had her panties on.
	"I said strip, that means totally, you too girly!"
	Summoning up all the bravado she would muster Red said, "Can't a
girl have any consideration?"
	"Why, you didn't give any of my people any."
	Red turned her back and slowly slipped off her panties. When she
turned around again David started to laugh, Red was a boy. He did have
small breasts but he also had a man's cock and balls peeking out from the
small patch of pubic hair that was carefully barbered so that it wouldn't
show even in an extremely small bikini.
	Cole laughed. To David he said, "I sort of wondered about that."
Then he picked up the microphone and into it he said, "Now lace your hands
behind your head and walk forward, single file until you are told to stop."
	"Keep your eyes on the back of the bus," Cole told David, "This
would be a good time for them to try to escape while everyone is laughing
at that `girl'."
	Sure enough right as Cole spoke the back door of the bus flew open
and the three remaining bikers bade a mad dash toward the four surviving
motorcycles.  They actually did make it too, only then they looked and saw
that someone had threaded a heavy piece of chain through all four front
tires – those bikes weren't going anywhere.
	Karl stepped out of the shadows holding a shotgun in each hand. A
moment later Willy and Kent came forward on each side of him
simultaneously. Dragon knew when he was beaten. He dropped his gun and
raised his hands as did the other three thugs.
	Within two minutes all of them were naked and had their hands
cuffed behind them.

* * * * *

	By the time the sun came up all of the uninvited visitors were now
secured in cells from which they weren't going to be able to escape, even
Brick and Clem had been retrieved from the silo. The four Masters as well
as Karl's boys, David and Michael and Spider and James had gathered in the
main room. The four Masters were sitting in the overstuffed chains while
the slaves were all standing in a row waiting to be told to do
something. Even James seems to have decided to behave himself this time.
	"James and Spider, I want to think you for your assistance."
	"Then why don't you just let us go?" James said.
	"You know I can't do that, if you were to show up without any of
the other boys who were taken from that `church' you would have to say what
happened to you and them – we just can't have that."
	"I wouldn't tell, I promise."
	"I wish I could believe that, but I can't."
	James started to say something about faggots but stopped himself
before he had finished the word.
	"See, already you are learning where you stand in the world."
	Spider leaned over and kissed James on the cheek. To Master Cole he
asked, "If you are still going to sell us can you sell us to the same
Master?"
	"That's what I was thinking. James I do think you would make a very
good slave trainer with just a little bit of training yourself and I'm
going to suggest that you be seen in that light; and since a trainer is
allowed to have a slave/assistant I will do my best to make sure that
Spider is taken into the same household in that capacity."
	James wasn't happy, Cole could see that. Now the question was would
he try to escape.
	"Willy, put a pair of leg irons on James and Spider. Martin, you
and Kent assist him. Then put them in one of the large cells with a
mattress so that they can be comfortable."
	Within a couple of minutes the job was done and the two slaves had
been taken away.
	"You're starting to think more like a proper Master every day,"
Karl said.
	"I know, but I really don't like enslaving a boy who is that
resistant."
	"He'll do just fine, I think I know just the Master for him and he
will be very happy to have both of them. Where he lives is so far out in
the desert that there isn't a chance in the world that he will ever
escape."
	Cole nodded.
	"I'm sorry you two got into all of this," Karl said to Barry and
Kenny.
	"Don't be, it was fun – in a somewhat weird sort of way – not
that I want to do it again any time in this lifetime."
	Everyone laughed.
	"You are entitled to a couple of those boys you know."
	"We know, but our rig isn't all that big and I think we'll take a
pass at the moment, but we would like to hold a rain check for the future
if that's okay."
	"No problem, any time."
	Cole spoke again. "Now we have about thirty slaves for the next
sale stuck in my dungeon. Now I have to admit that having a few slaves
around is kind of nice, but things are starting to bet a bit crowded back
there."
	"Well I was going to have a sale in about another week so I don't
see why I can't still do it, only I'll have the sale here instead of in my
Chicago compound."
	"How are you going to get all of them here?"
	"Helicopter I guess, innless you have a better idea."
	"That works for me."
	And so that is what happened.

* * * * *

	"At least Master Cole is allowing us some freedom of movement,"
Spider said.
	"Some freedom," James said rattling the chains on his ankles.
	"If he had tied our hands or even worse had us hog-tied you
couldn't fuck me at all."
	James nodded.
	Both of the boys were still standing in the cell where they had
been left – there was a large mattress in the middle of the room and
toilet and shower in the corner. "All the comforts of home," Spider said as
he squatted down in front of James and caught the larger boy's flaccid
member in his mouth. Wrapping his arms around the other boy's legs he began
to suck on the cock that was in his mouth. Slowly James grew erect in
Spider's mouth, the head blocking the passage down his throat once it was
fully engorged. James took hold of the sucking boys head and pulled it
deeper into his crotch. Despite everything that had happened in the last
twenty-four hours he was still able to pump a load of jism into Spider's
mouth.
	When the last drop of James boy-juice had finally been greedily
laps up by the handsome boy they dropped down onto the bed, Spider backing
up against James crotch, hoping that the other boy would somewhere during
the night be able to once again build an erection and shove it into his
waiting asshole. It was in that position that the two boys fell asleep.

* * * * *

	Over the next ten days everyone was busy, the bikers were cleaned
up and had their new station in life explained to them. Dragon and Bull
were the most difficult to convince but after enough beatings they began to
realize that no one was kidding – they were slaves and slaves was what
they were going to be for the rest of their sorry lives.
	Every afternoon Dragon and Bull were tied over a saw-horse and
there assholes were thrown open for the use of anyone who wanted it,
including all of the other slaves. In the beginning it was only the male
members of the chemist's families who took advantage of this, but after a
couple of days some of the other bikers started joining in and the last
couple of days it seemed that everyone except for the Masters were taking a
shot at the former biker leader.
	All of the remains of the lab explosion were erased from the yard
and by the time the first customers arrived for the auction you couldn't
see any trace of what had happened. The helicopters for the clients landed
about two miles outside of my compound and then they were brought the rest
of the way by limousine. It took most of the day for all the bidders to
arrive; the boys who weren't going to be sold were pressed into service
taking care of all the needs of the clients. Some of them had brought their
own slaves with them so that did make it a bit easier, but I was sure I was
going to be happy when this whole thing was over.
	Finally the time had arrived. The bidders were seated in the large
central room and a small stage had been set up on one end where each of the
slaves could be displayed one more time before they were sold.
	"Welcome friends," Karl said as we got started. "I'm sorry you had
to travel so far out into the middle of nowhere, but I do hope that you
will find the merchandise I'm offering worth the trip. There are going to
be a couple of changes from the normal routine, mainly because some of the
offerings are only available in a group.
	"Before the first lot is presented, however, we are going to have a
bit of entertainment." Dragon was forced up onto the stage. He had been
shaved completely just that morning, not a hair was anywhere on his body,
no eyebrows, nothing. He was stood up between two posts and spread-eagled
between them as tightly as he could be tied.
	"This is the leader of the biker gang that invaded this idyllic
place, forcing himself and all of his associates upon us at the point of a
gun. By now I suspect you have heard the story and how we were able to
recover control with the assistance of a few of our slaves. My first
thought about what to do with this walking piece of shit was to just beat
him to death or stake him out in the desert and let mother do the work for
me.
	"Then I thought why not just use him for entertainment for all of
my friends here. The result is that he is still alive and here before
you. By the way, do any of you happen to recognize him?"
	No one said anything but there was a murmur of quiet conversation
as a small device was wheeled out in front of the struggling prisoner. A
small noose was slipped around the prisoner's nut sac and then was pulled
tight. A weight was to the other end of the rope and dropped, pulling hard
on the balls as the tightly bound man was attempted to scream into the gag
that covered his mouth.
	The device was now placed around the extended nut sac and tightened
in place. "This is a lovely little device, I suspect that some of you have
already used one or at least checked it out. With just a single hit the
balls are removed much the same way that a bulls balls were done on the
ranch. Now for our first item up for bid it is the opportunity to geld this
worthless slave."
	The bidding was quick and spirited. Twice Karl reminded the bidders
that they were only bidding for the right to geld him; the slave would be
sold separately. Finally the bidding topped out and one of the clients came
up from the audience. Karl showed the bidder how the device worked and then
handed him the mallet that would drive the blade forward severing the nuts
from the scrotum.
	Dragon screamed through the gag as the blade appeared to do the
job, only no blood flowed from where there should have been a very nasty
opening. Karl and now the rest of the audience was laughing at Dragon's
expense, meanwhile Dragon had both pissed and shit himself in terror.
	"Never fuck with an old man, we get even every time," Karl said
still laughing.
	After a moment he said: "And here is the first lot going up for big
tonight. Actually there are a dozen slaves in this one lot – this is
what is left of that biker gang. I do want to sell them as a single lot and
I suggest that when you get them home the first thing that you do is to
have all of them gelded and them put to the most difficult physical labor
you can find. Under no circumstances should any of them ever be allowed to
re-enter normal society.
	There was a short delay while several of the bidders looked around
the room, I don't think that any of them had planned to buy that many
slaves in a single group, but as the bikers were brought out onto the stage
it became obvious that they were all quite able to do hard manual labor and
the bidding started.
	Eventually it was a team of two bidders who bought them. The bikers
were led back to one of the silos where they would be kept until their new
owners arranged transportation.
	Next it was James and Spider who were brought out. "These two are
also being sold as a single lot. This boy is called Spider, he arrived here
as part of the biker gang, only he ended up being just another victim of
then – James just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time
and got scooped up with several others, some of whom will be sold as
individual lots. James has kept telling us that he isn't gay; however, he
has developed a bit of a relationship with Spider. I have the feeling that
with just a bit of additional training he could develop into a serious
additional to your training stable."
	The bidding on this lot was brisk and they brought in for more than
Karl had expected. Generally a slave being sold at auction is gagged so
that he won't interfere with the bidding. The boys had promised that they
wouldn't cause a problem if they were allowed to remain ungagged and they
stayed true to their word.
	Next was the families who had previously been held by the
bikers. "This is perhaps the most interesting lot I have ever sold. These
four are two married couples as well as their teenage children and some of
their children's friends. The four adults have been getting it one with one
another for the last twenty years but with a lot of different combinations
along the way. All fourteen of these slaves have already been ruled dead in
their original homes."
	The entire group was brought up onto stage – all of them had
their hands tied behind them but none of them were gagged. They stood
looking down toward the floor as if to say that they understood there
wasn't anything anyone could do about this and it was just something that
was going to happen – they were in that regard, it was.
	"I'd really like to sell all of them together, but if no one is
interested in that in that fashion I will break them up and sell them
individually. I am, however, willing to make a deal with someone if they
want to keep them together."
	"How much?" asked a guy in the back row.
	"Let me turn that around, how much are you willing to offer me for
them?"
	"$ 7,500.000 for the whole lot," the man said.
	Karl looked around the room. The guy who had made that offer was a
fairly regular attendee on Karl's sales, but this was the first time he had
ever even put in a bid. "I think I can accept that. Sold!" Karl slapped his
hand on the table he was using to conduct the auction. "It looks like you
have a new owner."
	It took a couple more hours for Karl to sell all of the remaining
slaves – some of the new owners took their purchases with them while
others made various arrangements to pick them up within the next couple of
days. All in all it was a very good sale and when the last buyer left just
before dawn everyone was ready to get a few hours of sleep.

* * * * *

	It was two days before the last of the buyers picked up their new
slaves. Later that same after noon Barry and Kenny loaded up and hit the
road with their rig painted a new color and a new set of license plates,
all genuine due to friends of Karl's.
	When the outside gate closed Cole and Karl slowly walked back into
the cabin. "I'm thinking about hitting the road again myself," Cole
said. "You're welcome to stay here as long as you want but I just don't
like staying in one place for this long."
	"Are you going to take off with all five of those boys?"
	"Nope, I don't want to be that crowded – I'm going to put Able,
Joseph and Arnie into the Athenian Academy fir a while to get them a good
education. I'm going to try to home school David and Michael."
	Karl just smiled.

* * * * *

	It was about two weeks that Cole drove past a chain link fence much
like the one that surrounded his own personal compound and then up a narrow
winding road for about another four miles until they caught their first
sight of the Athenian Academy.
	"That looks more like a prison than a school," Able said when he
saw the building.
	"Exactly, it was built as a prison, but after it was abandoned it
was turned into a school. All of the students here are slaves; all of the
teachers are Masters. If you behave you will live a fairly good life here,
if you misbehave you won't. Simple as that."
	"How long will we have to stay here?" Arnie asked.
	"Until I come and get you."
	"What about David and Michael?" Joseph asked.
	"They are going to stay with me, at least for the moment. We will
come by from time to time to see how you are doing and the academy will
send me regular updates on how your studies are going."
	When I pulled up in front of the building a door opened and two
older men dressed in togas strode out to meet us.
	"Cole, it has been a long time – how are you doing?" one of the
men asked.
	"Just fine Master Alpha, just fine."
	"And these must be the slaves you mentioned," he asked as all five
of the boys stepped out onto the cobblestone courtyard. "But I thought you
said you were only bringing us three slaves this time."
	"I am, these two are going to be staying with me," he pointed
toward David and Michael.
	Cole now pushed the other three boys forward. "Slaves, this is
Master Alpha. He is the headmaster of Athenian Academy and around here his
word is law. If you behave you will be treated fair, otherwise you will be
dealt with in whatever manner he desires. Everything here has to be earned,
even a bed to sleep on."
	Back to Master Alpha Cole asked, "Would you like me to remove their
cuffs?"
	"That won't be necessary innless you have some sort of attachment
to them."
	Cole chuckled.
	Three nude boys, all a bit older than Arnie came out the door, each
of them tied a noose around one of the boys balls and with an attached
leash led them into the building.
	"Are you sure you wouldn't like to leave those other two here for a
few months?" Master Alpha asked again.
	"Not right now Master, but I will keep it in mind."
	"Very well, but we do have a discounted group rate," he said with a
smile.
	Cole led the two boys back into the motor coach and headed back
toward the main road.
	"All three of them are going to be just fine, and they will get the
very best education they can get anywhere."
	"If you say so Master," David said – the look on his face
showing a bit of doubt in his mind that he knew better than to voice.

* * * * *

	Master Cole and his boys went back to just sort of t raveling the
country, doing their best to be wherever the weather was warm so that they
didn't need to wear clothing. Cole managed to obtain passports for both
boys and they took an extended trip in Europe and then spent some time in
Asia as well. Over the next few years they would stop at the Athenian
Academy to check up on Arnie and the twins.
	Still each night Cole slept between the two naked boys, living the
good life.

The End


For now