Date: Sun, 3 Sep 2006 17:32:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: adm2780 <adm2780@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Horizons 9

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Chapter Nine


	Daniel has barely stepped into the dining hall for breakfast when
Mark rushes up to him "Daniel, we have an emergency, Evan's missing.  He
hasn't shown up for breakfast and t he boys in his dorm said he got up
before daybreak and they haven't seen him since.  A bunch of the boys are
searching the grounds for him now."

	"Let's assume Evan got the shot like everyone else with the
physical exam, go tell Paul to activate the tracking device on Evan."

	"Got'im.  Looks like he's approaching I-4 just southwest of
Orlando.  How long has he been gone?"

	"We think about two or three hours.  Can you be more precise about
where he is?  Let's see if we can get the police to stop them."

	"Ooops, oops, Daniel we have a problem.  He stopped moving and we
started getting interference.  We may have a problem."

	"Mr Daniel, did you find him, sir?"  Randy has come in.  He's
sweating like he's been running all over and you can tell he's ready to
panic.  "It's my fault, Mr Daniel, I shouldn' t have been so rough on him."

	"Randy, slow down, what are you talking about? Why were you rough
on him?"

	"After we talked a couple of weeks ago I told Evan he would have to
learn to stand on his own two feet.  I' d still be there to help, but he
needed to make more decisions on his own.  I even moved him to a bed a
little further away from me so it would be harder for him to ask me things.
I thought it would make him try to work things out first.  He' s been
having a hard time.  He's really been upset since those school tests, he
thinks he did real bad and his only future was as a slave.
	Mr Daniel, I didn't mean to push him so hard that he would run
away.  Evan can't make it out there on his own, he just won't."  Randy is
really scared of what will happen to Evan, there' s no way to convince him
now that he isn't responsible.

	"Daniel, we've lost him.  Who ever has him must have some
electronics knowledge, the signal is totally blocked.  That also means Evan
had to tell him about the chip"

	"Collar?"

	"Probably."

	"Mr Daniel, what are you talking about."

	"Daniel, for Evan to get that far in this short a period of time
someone had to pick him up.  We don't think there' s much probability that
someone would pick up a naked fourteen year old hitchhiker at daybreak in
this area. Somebody talked him into doing this.  The chips we put in your
neck contain a tracking device, that' s how we know where he is, but
something has blocked the signal.  It takes something real heavy like lead
to block it, but it's been blocked.  Randy, those shows your family put on,
weren't some of them around Orlando?"

	"Yes, sir, but...let's see....oh God, I can't remember."

	"Paul, I'll bet Evan has been using the computers to talk with
somebody.  See if you can trace his logons.  Randy, we need for you to
remember what clubs you performed in."

	"I'm trying, I am...yeah, here's one......"


	"Mr Smith, I understand you're not allowed to have those shows in
your establishment, however, I'm telling you that I know you do have those
shows, you and I both know it.  I' m not calling to cause you trouble, all
I want is to get the boy back.  This same boy used to work there with his
father and two brothers, they a lso had two small oriental boys with them,
the oldest boy and father were killed in an auto accident about two and a
half months ago, am I ringing any bells with you.  I have three of those
boys here now, and I want Evan back.
	Okay, I understand here's not there now, but I think you know who
I'm talking about.  If he shows up I would appreciate a call.  You can tell
him for me that I' m calling every establishment in this state that I can
find and will not stop till I get the boy.
	Thank you, thank you for understanding, good bye."

	"Paul, how about calling everyone of those places Randy has listed.
If there's no answer keep working on it.  I'm sure they've gone underground
by now and all we an do is keep trying and pray.
	Did you have any luck with the logons?"

	"Some, Mark is working on the rest of the computers now.  There is
a pattern here, and it's what you thought.  Someone's convinced him he'll
be a slave if he doesn't get back in the show end of it.  We' ll need more
data to trace who he's communicating with."

	"Randy, it's important that you try to remember every club in every
city that you possibly can.
	Paul, let's make calls to every club manager or owner.  You saw
what I just went through with one of them, you can expect the same.  Make
it very clear to all of them we will keep calling until we locate that boy.
Let' s try to make it so hot that no one will let them work.  In the mean
time I'm going to make some calls and see if we can get some leads on these
underground clubs that Randy doesn't know about.  I' m willing to bet most
police departments know where they are.

Paul, let everyone know we still need to hold our meeting this morning but
let's reschedule for 10:30."


"Mr. Daniel, can we talk?"

"TJ, come on, walk with me; I'm just wondering around seeing what the boys
are doing.  How have you been doing?"

"I'm a lot better.  Dr. Mike says my kidney is looking better but he wants
to d some more tests.  But, I wanted to talk to you about Evan."  Daniel
stops then changes direction so they can have more privacy.  " Mr. Daniel,
Evan and I have become, well.. like good friends in the past couple of
weeks.  He said his brother told him he had to stand more on his own, and,
well, Mr. Daniel, Evan just has had a lot of problems with that.  He' s
very unsure of himself."

"TJ, what are you trying t tell me, son?"

"Mr. Daniel, Evan told me he liked it better when they were in the shows.
He knew what he was supposed to do and didn't worry about things.  He also
said it was fun, he liked the way his brother and cousins had sex with him
and they couldn 't do that anymore.  He felt lost , sir.

Evan also told me he was talking with somebody over the computer, but,
Mr. Daniel, I had n idea he was planning on running away.  He never said
anything about that, I swear, sir, I woulda said something to you.  Maybe,
I should....... "

"No, TJ, stop there.  Listen, you can not be Evan's full time keeper.
That's what his dad and brother did to him and probably has a lot to do
with his inability to stand on his own.  Evan has to be responsible for he'
s done, not you.  I appreciate you telling me this, but do not feel guilty,
no one blames you."

"Mr. Daniel, if you find Evan, are you going to let him come back?"

"That's something we'll address when and if, the time comes.  Right now,
the longer we go without locating him the lower the chances are of getting
him back.  If he gets out of the state, I doubt we will ever find him.  If
you here anything from the other boys, just let me know, okay?"


Daniel ret urns to his office.  Evan had made some drawings right after the
session they had with his brother and cousins.  The drawings show talent, a
lot of talent.  He drew a pencil sketch of the recreational area, the
detail and accuracy is really impressive.  T h en he did drawings of Danny
and Sean plus a couple of other boys.  When looking at the pencil sketches
of the older boys you have to laugh a little at the artistic license Evan
employed on the genetalia.  Evan gave them a little more than nature did,
gues s that's the part he found most interesting.  The most impressive part
is how he captured the expressions on their faces.  This boy could have had
a future.  Here, the system and his family failed.



The naked fourteen year old crouches in the bushes looking for the man who
promised to come get him.  Mr. Jackson said he' d be here by daybreak and
take him back to the world he knew.  With each passing minute the boy
becomes more afraid of being caught and what Mr. Daniel would do to punish
him.  Mr. Jackson s aid if he did this and got caught the punishment might
be severe.  Finally, headlights appear down the road.  As the lights get
closer the boy's heart begins to race and shakes uncontrollably.  Evan
steps out when the car stops.

"Get in here boy before we both get in trouble."  Evan opens the door and
hurriedly jumps in; he looks at Jackson with excitement and anticipation.

"Damn boy, you're prettier than I remember.  Yeah, you're a real pussy boy
alright."

"Yes, sir, I like being the bitch.  I'm real good at it."

"I bet you are boy.  Now lay down before anyone sees you until we get away
from here."  Evan thinks Jackson is admiring him, and he is, but not for
the reason Evan thinks.  Jackson had seen Evan and his family work and knew
the boy was a natural pussy boy that loved to feel both pain and pleasure
with sex.  Well, if the boy liked pain, Jackson planned on letting him have
lots of fun.

Jackson enjoyed rubbing his hands all over the boys silky smooth skin, the
kid was incredibly good looking and felt as soft as a baby's butt.  "Why
you shaking so boy?"

"Scared, sir..."

"Hell, there ain't no reason to be scared.  We're away from that
place. Settle down.  You didn't tell nobody did you?"

"No sir!  I did what you said and didn't tell any body any thing, not even
my brother.  I just get scared sometimes and my brother would help me
settle down sir, but he's not here."

"How'd he help ya settle down?"

"He'd let me nurse on him, sir.  It'd settle me down and I could sleep
then."

"Well, hell, go ahead and nurse if you want to, I don't care...."

Jackson hadn't expected Evan meant to nurse on a dick.  Evan immediately
reached for Jackson's cock which was nice and thick and put it in his mouth
while he laid his head in the man's.  "Shit boy, you can' t nurse on
something that hard, don't you know how to make it soft?"

Evan immediately began working his tongue over the man's instrument,
rolling his tongue around the big head and trying to penetrate the piss
slit.  Jackson couldn't believe how good a blow job this boy was giving
him.  Evan then began alternating on the shaft and head, eventually pushing
lips all the way down to the man's pubes. The cock filled his mouth and
throat, but Evan didn' t care, he knew how to swallow and work his throat
muscles to please the man.  Jackson thought he would wreck the car from the
thrills the boy was giving him, then he felt the cum moving up.

"Okay, boy, you done your job, I'm about to blow."  Jackson grabbed the
back of the boy's head to keep him from moving and unloaded a huge amount
of cum, he couldn't believe the kid was taking it all.

"Damn, boy, I can't believe you took all that and didn't spill a bit."

"No, sir, I love man milk, Don't like to waste it."

Jackson couldn' t believe his luck.  His last bitch he had to teach to
drink it all, thought he was gonna beat the boy to death before he learned.
He got good at it, too.  Too bad the boys got too rough with him and they
had to have him put down.  But this kid will more than make up for it.

Jackson kept rubbing the boy as they drove along.  Evan thought it was
cause the man liked him.  That's true, but in the way Evan thought.  Then
Jackson felt the two little bumps on the side of Evan's neck.

"Boy, what's that in your neck there?"

"That's just two little metal things Mr. Daniel had put there.  They did it
with a shot. When we got our physicals.  Mr. Daniel said it would let
police and hospitals know we weren't slaves in case any of us got stopped
for some reason. "

"YOU STUPID BITCH!!"  SLAP!!!  SLAP!!!  Jackson smacks Evan on the ass.
Them's trackers.  It's a wonder we hadn't been caught by now.  Sit up here.

Jackson jerks Evan up and "SLAP!!!!" right across the face.  "you are one
stupid pussy boy.  Sit there while I put this on so they can't find us."

"OWWW!!! Mr. Jackson.  I didn't tell nobody, I promise.  Mr. Daniel didn't
say anything about a tracker."

"SHUT UP BITCH, if I had the time I'd wear your ass out for bein' this
stupid. You're still gonna get it when we get home."  Jackson then puts a
lead slave collar around Evan' s neck and snaps it shut.  As they pull back
on to the road Jackson roughly grabs Evan by the head and shoves him back
in his lap.



When the staff meeting convenes everyone agrees it's b een one helluva
morning.  Most also agree there is little chance they will recover Evan
since the chip signal is blocked; they will keep trying.  The results on
the medical lab tests and educational tests have come in.

"Michael has given us the results of the medical lab tests.  A number of
the boys have minor issues related mostly to the diet they had on the
streets and at the detention facility.  Michael believes those issues will
work themselves out over the next two or three months; we' ll run
supplemental lab tests then to be sure the boys are okay.  However, there
are at least four boys that appear to have serious problems.

Four samples have come back HIV positive.  Maybe this shouldn't surprise
anyone given the boys' backgrounds, I had just hoped we wouldn' t have to
deal with this.  We need to find out how much interaction these boys have
had with other boys here.  There's actually only three that fall into that
category, notice the fourth boy is only five years old; we' re guessing he
was born with it.  This also makes us guess why his mother probably put him
on the streets, she may have known and couldn't afford to care for him.
She probably hoped the state would treat him -- we wonder what she would
say if she knew state policy with him classified a future slave would be to
put him down.  It's a sad state of affairs.

Michael says there is a treatment for the boys, unfortunately it's not
easy.  The treatment consists of a series of shots given every six hours
over an initial period of ten days, there's a break of five days, and then
start over for seven more days.  The shots can be painful and will make
them very sick.  They can be given here but we' ll need help caring for
boys while being treated, they will be totally bed ridden.  The only issue
we nee d to be aware of is the treatments are experimental, not fully
approved by the government at this time.  Because of this, and the boys
status, the producer will provide the medicine as long as we allow them to
incorporate the results in their reports.  If no one sees any objections
I'll authorize Michael to move forward.

If the boys have been with other boys here and possibly infected them the
virus is not showing in the tests.  This means we can use established
medicines as blockers and they should be okay.  Again, it's a series of
shots but they shouldn' t get as sick as the other four.  The one that
really tears me up is the five year old.

Paul, pull their files and let's get them in here right after this meeting.
While we're dealing with this Rick can make alls to those clubs, he has one
of those intimidating voices on the phone when he decides to use it."

Everyone receives a draft of the proposed rules governing a free man's
`right' to use one of the boys for pleasure.  The draft exempts the boys
from this treatment based on injuries, costs and experience.  Data includes
a breakdown of the size and effect of oral and anal sex on boys according
to age groups and addresses issues of damage to an eight year old if
penetrated by an adult. The staff and bo ard don' t think this will be
approved as written but hope the data is a basis for negotiations.
Announcements are also made regarding tiller equipment coming in to
establish the vegetable garden which is restricted to items most likely not
coming from a sp onsor such as salad ingredients, corn and other durable
vegetables.  The garden will also contain several citrus trees being
donated.

" Educational tests.  We are all over the board.  The diocese has been
provided a copy of the tests and will send a consultant here to set up a
program for each boy.  The diocese is aware these boys here do not wear
clothing.  That is no issue for them, th e consultant is the same one
serving several nudist colonies located north of here.  We should get a
phone call this afternoon to set the appointment and hope to have the boys
in classes within two weeks.

This creates the next issue of scheduling.  The original plan was for Paul
and Mark to try and work on that project, but at the moment let's all just
think about it and discuss this again when the consultant gets here.  Right
now the priority needs to be not Evan, but the rest of the boys.



Jackson pulls into a driveway and parks behind the house.  Grabbing Evan by
the collar he drags him into the house.

"Oh PAAA, he's beautiful, is this our new pussy boy?"  The boy speaking was
practically drooling over Evan.

There was two boys standing there staring at Evan.  Both were older than
Evan but still teenagers.  Both were also very big, they had arms bigger
than Evan' s thighs.  Every square inch was packed with muscle and looked
positively evil.  One boy had a tattoo on his upper arm that read "YOUR
WORST NIGHTMARE".  This made Evan tremble.

"Here he is boys just like I promised you.  Now don't be too rough with
him, remember what you did to the last pussy boy I got you.  You do need to
teach him your part of the act, Tiger can come later.  This one likes b
eing the bitch, in fact that'll be his new name, BITCH, you like that,
boy?"  Jackson said this with a sinister sneer on his face and Evan was
ready to cry.

"Mr Jackson, sir.  I don't thin I wanna do this, I changed my mind.  I
wanna go back. PLEASE, sir."  The whimpering pleading voice made the boys
laugh.

One of the boys just reached around Evan's waste with one arm and scooped
him off the floor.  The other boy grabbed Evan's arms, crossing his wrists,
and put leather cross-cuffs on him.  Evan was t hen hung like a side of
beef from a nail in the arch way.

"Now boys, you know you can't play with your new toy here, if he screams
too much, the neighbors might complain.  If you want to play take him
downstairs."

"We don't want to play, least ways not yet.  We just want to admire him,
Pa.  He's just more beautiful than you said."

Both boys were still running their hands all over Evan's body.  Something
that made Evan cringe, the more he cringed the more the boys would laugh.
The boy that had tied him was standing in front playing with Evan' nipples.
"Bobby Joe, come look at this man, This boy's got the purtiest set of nips
you ever seen.  There dark and puffy, about the size of a nickel. They look
good enough to eat."

The boy then began to massage and pinch Evan' s nipples.  This is what his
brothers did to him in their show, it always felt good to feel a carress on
one side and a little pinching pain on the other.  This was a big turn on
for Evan and even in these circumstances he couldn't help but s tart
getting aroused.

"Damn, Bobby Joe, I'm pinching one nip and licking he other and this boys
startin' to get hard already.  Pa said he was a real hot fuck boy, and he
was right."

 "Billy Joe you should come back here and feel him.  He's got the prettiest
bubble but I ever seen, feels real soft too.  Too bad we gonna be using it
so much, hate to risk messing it up.  Damn!  His crack smells so sweet and
he' s hairless, I like that.  Can't wait to spread him out and see his
little pucker."  Evan gets scared and starts whimpering, then crying.

"Will you two jackasses shut up?  I got up early this morning to get this
boy for you.  The least you two could do is show me some consideration so I
can get a nap.  Stop playing with him and go downstairs, it' s past time
for your weight lifting.  When I get up you can play with the boy,
meanwhile just let him hang there.  Stuff something in his mouth to keep
him quiet!"  Bobby Joe takes off his undershirt and stuffs it in Evan' s
mouth, then the boys leave.

Evan is left hanging in the doorway.  He's hung on a nail high enough that
his feet hang above the floor.  He can taste the seat and stench off Bobby
Joe's body and almost feels sick.  There' s nothing he can do to relieve
his discomfort.  This isn't what Mr. Jackson said it would be like.  They
wee supposed to love him and take care of him like his brothers did.  Evan
just hangs there, tears running down his cheeks.



"Daniel, it's been three days now and we haven't gotten a clue where Evan
could be.  Any ideas on what we should do now?"

"Have you and Mark been able to trace back on those emails we found?"

"Not yet, we know they came from somewhere in the state, they aren't from
out of state.  Of course, when they use aliases like that, particu larly
one on top of another, it takes us time.  We know some were sent from
private computers while others seem to have come from public access units.
We're also still calling the clubs and putting pressure on there.  We' re
using the list we compiled as well as the lists the police provided."

"Okay, we still need to turn up the heat.  We have a newspaper and tow
television units supporting us.  Call them and see if we can get some help
with maybe a quick blast on the nightly news.  If they treat it like a
kidnapping or missing persons situation they'll post a picture of the boy
and we can only hope the right people see it.

I'll call the newspapers and ask them for an ad slot and treat it the same
way.  Usually if the paper has unsold ad spots, they'll use something like
this as a filler.

In the meantime though, I'm going to the infirmary to check on our boys
there.  Also, put on the agenda for our next staff meeting to consider
having the boys form their own board to review infractions, recommend
punishmen t subject to staff approval, and execute the punishment.  They
did a good job with Joey and making him be responsible, let's see if they
can keep it up."

Daniel enters the infirmary, the four boys appear to be asleep or at least
resting. This is the secon d day of treatments for all of them.  The real
concern is for Brad, the five year old.  This kid was born with the
disease, he never did anything to get this.  The others really don' t
deserve this either, they just did what they had to do to survive.  All
four boys look drained; that's expected, this is not an easy treatment, but
it's expected to work.

The other boys have volunteered to sit with them twenty-four hours a day in
three hour shifts.  Two boys will be here all the time since the sick ones
can't get out of bed.  It' s amazing how these kids will come to the aid of
one another regardless of what's needed.  TJ is here with his shadow, Kyle,
and Josh is here with his shadow, either Ching or Chang, nobody can tell
which is which.  They both see Daniel and nod, Kyle goes to Daniel and
smiles.

"I showed Bill (Ching or Chang) how to help them pee."

"Good, Kyle, I bet you did a good job, too."  The statement puzzles Daniel.

"TJ, didn't Dr. Mike come in to insert a catheter on each of the boys?"

"Yes, sir, but they weren't too crazy about the idea.  He put one in Erik
and Erik begged him to take it out `cause it hurt.  Dr. Mike didn't think
it really hurt that much and he would get used to it, but Erik said he
didn' t and wanted it out.

Then Kyle jumped in and said he would help them pee because he did it for
me when I was sick.  The guys weren't too wild about that either, but when
I told them he really did help me when I was sick they decided it was
better than Dr Mike' s idea.  So, Dr. Mike said it was okay.  Now, whenever
anyone comes in to take their turn here, Kyle shows them what to do.  It
should make for some good fun when all this is over.  Of course, the older
guys take care of the other issues, we don' t mind."

"When was their last shot?"

"About an hour ago.  TJ, the boys and I were here when they gave it them.
It hurt all of them some, but particularly Brad, he doesn' t really
understand.  Josh laid down with Brad and held him while he got his shot;
the shot is given in the butt.  After he got it he wouldn't let go so Josh
held him `till he fell asleep.  Dr. Mike said there' s something in the
shot to help make them sleep.  Brad's mentor is Jonathan, he scheduled to
be here for the next shot.

The other three have a tendency to get restless before they wake.
Sometimes it's a matter of rub their back or belly to get them to settle
down again.  We also found that sometimes when they' re restless they need
to go to the bathroom but can't wake up enough to do it.  We've had a
couple of accidents so far, so Dr. Mike put extra towels under their
bottoms to make it easier to clean up.  Mr. Daniel, will this really cure
them or is this an experiment?"

"TJ, technically it's an experiment, but enough tests have been run with
positive results we believe it will cure them.  Brad was born with it, the
other three it' s a sexually transmitted condition that came off the
streets.  All three are thirteen and having to sell their bodies to
strangers to eat -- it's pathetic.

TJ, I know you've been there and that's part of the reason you volunteered
for this.  I hope none of you eve go back.

What about the other three boys, have they been in here?"

"Yes, sir.  They get their shots at the same time and in the same place.
The trick with them is they sit down for a few minutes to make sure they'
re okay and then they can leave.  Dr. Mike, said their shots are a blocker
to the disease and the medicine won't affect them like does these guys.
These guys are already infected and it takes the body's energy to fight off
the infection. "  Kevin comes in with Ben while they are talking.

"Kevin, there's something I wanted to talk with you about.  You, Roger and
Frank are the oldest; the staff is debating over letting you boys form a
board to govern yourselves.  You know, revi ew any infractions and the
circumstances, make recommendations on punishment and in some cases execute
the punishment.  In other words, we think this will make everyone more
accountable and responsible.  Think about it for us, okay?"  Kyle smiles,
and nods.

"Mr Kyle and Mr.Bill, it's almost lunch time, How about walking over with
me and you can get plates to bring back here and share?"  Both boys take an
offered hand and leave with Daniel.



"Bobby Joe, where's your brother?  That new bitch I got for you is hurtin'
us; or that damn Thompson guy at the New Horizon place is.  He's callin'
all the clubs lookin' for that boy and threatin' to do some expose on the
news if he don't get the boy back; nobody'll hire us."

"Pa, Billy Joe's downstairs practicin' with him now.  We fucked him some
and then Tiger got him three or four times today, knotted him each time.
You should hear him scream pa, he's good; we' d get lots of tips from that.
Got to where you couldn't stick him without a bunch of milk gushin' out his
ass so we thought we should drain him.

Billy Joe strung him up on the rack and then we stretched him out.  Pa, he
done just like you said.  We tied his ankles and pulled his legs up till
they was stretched straight out; made you hurt to look at him.  We put a
bucket under him to catch it all, though t we'd feed it back to him later.
Billy Joe's practicin' with him now."

"Practicin', what do ya mean, practicin'?"

"Pa, Billy Joe got the short whip; he said Bitch had a good set of pussy
lips, puckered real good.  Only took a few tries and Billy Joe could hit
the target most every time, you should hear that boy scream."

Ssssnnnnap!  "YYYEEEEEEOOOOW!  STOP! PLEASE, FOR THE SAKE OF
GOD.... (sob)...no, don't, .no more, please............SNAP!!! SNAP1!!!
SNAP!!! ... ..AAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!, NO!! NO!!  The boy is sobbing
uncontrollably, his head snapping from front to rear and side to side.
He's experiencing pain like he never thought possible.

"Pa!, you see that, I got three quick ones right on target and he yelled
real good."

"What's wrong pussy boy.  You said you liked pain and pleasure for your
sex, didn't ya?  That's what your gettin', hell you shoulda had a great
time with my boys dicking ya. They' re both hung real good, just like their
old man.  There real good about inflicting pain, too; but I guess you
figured that out by now.  Now, Billy Joe, don't leave no marks on that
boy."

"I won't Pa, `cept maybe when we flog him.  I ain't practiced that in a
while."

"Nooooo, please, noooo, I can't take this.  This isn't what you said it
would be like.  No more, Pleeease."

"That's it boy, I like to hear ya beg.  Gimme some more.  Bobby Joe, hand
me that flogger over there."

"No! No! PLEEEEASE, I can't take it, please, for the sake of God, no
more..."

"Ya know, he may be right, I wouldn't want to push him too far like we did
that last one.  I definitely don't want any marks on him, not good for the
show.  Besides, if we have to get rid of him I don't want anyone thinkin'
he been treated bad and start a commotion over the body.

Billy Joe, put that whip away, let's go upstairs and get some supper, you
play some more later."

"Pa, what about bitch, we gonna feed him?"

"Yeah, gimme one them cups.  You said you liked man milk boy, what about
tiger milk.  Now, don't you clam up on me, I'll put funnel in there and
pour the whole bucket down at one time......good boy."

Jackson and his sons get upstairs.  "Bobby Joe, turn on the television and
let's see what's goin' on.  Billy Joe, pull out some steaks for the grill."

"We now have an item on the local front.  Authorities are looking for
fourteen year old Evan, this is a recent photo.  Authorities have reason to
believe he has been kidnapped and being held for illicit purposes.  Anyone
seeing the boy or having any knowledge of his whereabouts is asked to call
the police or contact Daniel Thompson at New Horizon in Fort Ogden.  There
is a reward for any information leading to the recovery of the boy and
arrest of his kidnappers."

"OH SHIT!!  That damn Thompson has got him on the news.  We got to get rid
of that boy, and now.  Billy Joe, you cook them steaks.  Bobby Joe, you
come with me."  Jackson and his son head back downstairs.

"Boy, the Mr Daniel of your sis trying to cause me trouble, so we gotta
leave.  But first, your gonna clean this place up.  Bobby Joe, hand me that
paddle.  Boy, you see this, had it special made.  Extra thick with lots of
holes the size of a qua rter; just big enough for whatever it hits to feel
every edge."

Evan cold hear the air rushing through the paddle as Jackson swung hard for
his butt.  WHAAAACK!!!!  "YEEEEOOOOWWWWW!!!! No sobbed Evan, please, let me
die...' the boy cries.

"Boy, you may get that wish you give me any trouble.  Bobby Joe, get him
down and then he's to lick up all this extra cum and piss he's dropped
here.  He gives you any shit, use this paddle on him. When he' s finished
bring him upstairs."

Evan does as he's told.  Bobby Joe hit him two more times with that paddle
`cause he didn't move fast enough.  There wasn't a muscle or joint in the
boy's body that didn' t hurt.  Bobby Joe drags Evan upstairs and drops him
on the floor where he collapses from exhaustion.

"That's it, leave him there, he ain't goin' nowhere.  You boys go ahead and
eat.  If you want desert, you can pig stick him again.  I gotta make some
phone calls and then I'll eat and maybe get a taste of him myself."

Evan stays on the floor trying to recover some from the day's abuse.  He
hasn't eaten in two days, but doesn' t care anymore.  He lays there,
crying, knowing that life, as had known it, was over.  All he could see was
misery and hell from now on.  He had cried so much today there were no
tears left to shed.  W hy had he been so stupid.  As he was about to fall
asleep the two boys pulled him up and made him get on all fours, he knew
what they were going to do, but no longer cared.

"Pa, this boy's great.  Bobby Joe and me done had him about four times each
today and the same with tiger, his ass is still tight.  God, he feels
good."

"Not here , Pa. You said he had a talented mouth, hell, I'm doin' all the
work."

"Bitch, you gatta choice.  You give my boy there a good blow like you did
me or I'm goin' downstairs for my special paddle and I'll beat your ass
until you remember how to give a good blow job."

"Oh, Pa, he's doin' it now.  You got his attention real good."

"Okay, boys, you enjoy yourselves, while I eat.  Then I'm goin' too enjoy
him for a little bit and then we got somewhere to go."



Daniel has seen the news and knows the picture will be in tomorrow
morning's papers across most of the state.  Daniel hasn't told Randy, but
they think this may be the last chance to get Evan back.  If they haven' t
heard anything within about forty-eight hours, the probability of recovery
is almost nil.

The computer has been on twenty-fours hours a day set to Evan's signal in
case it transmits again.  Daniel had already asked Paul to set an alarm on
the computer r igged through the loud speaker system, now he asks Paul to
add the telephone to that.  If someone tries to call during the night or
the signal is picked up, everyone in the facility will be woke up and know
what' s happening.  All they can do now is wait.

DOMG! DONG! DONG! DONG!  Everyone knows what that means, Evan's unit is
transmitting.  Staff just rushes out of their rooms and to the office with
about half the boys on their heels.  Paul' s already there trying to
triangulate the signal.  Everyone is anxious but trying to be patient.

RING RING!...RING RING!...RING "Hello, New Horizon .... One moment please.
Daniel, it's a vet from Pensacola."

"Daniel Thompson...... yes, I'm the one named in the ad.....you have
him?....great....i understand......excuse me, Dr. Andrews, our resident
physician is here with the rest of our staff at the moment, I'd like to put
you on the speaker if I may...thank you..." Daniel makes the transfer.

"Dr. Andrews, are you there?...good...Michael Worthington is our resident
physician, I'll let him do the talking. Michael this is Bill Andrews, a vet
in Pensacola."  After exchanging professional courtesies, Bill explains the
situation.

"This boy was brought in this evening with a smashed leg.  He was wearing a
slave collar and was gagged.  The man tha t brought him in said he gagged
him because the boy was screaming so much with his leg. The man said it was
so bad he had thought about putting the boy down himself, but thought he
should wait.  We asked about a key to remove the collar, he said it was lo
st and just let the collar go with the body.

The boy was frantic.  But you know, when a slave is brought in with this
kind of injury it is almost always put them down.  There was just something
that didn't seem right about this.  One of my orderlies happene d to get a
copy of the early edition of the paper and saw the picture.  With that, we
removed the gag.  The boy was in a lot of pain but kept asking for Mr
Daniel.  I gave him a shot to calm him down and thought he was going to
lose it all until I told hi m this was not to put him to sleep, but relieve
some of the pain.  Anyway, we called a locksmith and removed the collar.  I
scanned his neck and found the chips.  The boy says they deliberately broke
his leg so he would be put down.  I'm going to forewarn you this boy has
really been abused and is in rough shape."

"Dr. Andrews, we appreciate your efforts and that you notified us, we had
almost given up hope.  Tell Evan you called us and we will be there
somewhere around noon today.  We trust your judgment on his leg and what to
give him to keep him calm."

"Dr. Andrews, Daniel Thompson again.  This man Jackson, did he leave any
paper work with you, maybe something where we could trace him?  He filled
out some forms, but I don't know if the data is true or not .  I can give
you a picture of the man and his two sons, I have a security camera running
all the time."

"Mr. Dan'l....Mr. Dan'l...'  it's Randy pushing his way through the other
boys.

"He's been found Randy, he's alive.  The doctor said he's hurt petty bad,
but he's alive.  We're going for him soon, would you like to go?"

"Huh, Daniel?"

"Yeah, Mark"

"Did you realize we were all so excited over the alarm that nobody out here
has any clothes on?"

Everyone looks around and realizes they're all naked, including Daniel.
After a moment they all start laughing and then head for the dorms to get
ready.



"Dr. Andrews?  Michael Worthington; this is Daniel Thompson, the president
of New Horizon, Larry there is a member of our staff, and Randy is Evan's
brother."

"Gentlemen, you made good time.  If you would just call me Bill, okay.
Now, Evan is in the back, I've set the leg but haven't put a cast on yet;
Michael I thought you and I should review the injury first.  He' s groggy
from the pain killer I gave him before setting the leg.  If these guys did
this intentionally, they knew what they were doing.  However, you can see
him."

"Randy, you come with me.  To tell you the truth now that I know he's okay,
I'm getting mad with him all over again.  Larry, have the camera ready, I
want full photos on him and the injuries.  Let's go."

"Randy?  RANDY!! RANDY!! They were going to kill me, Randy.  They wanted to
kill me!"  Evan grabs for Randy and pulls on him as hard as he can, both
boys are in tears.  Randy cradles his little brother, a position with which
he is too familiar.

"Randy, you're wearing clothes."

"Mr Daniel made me; they're Mr. Mark's .  He was in a hurry to get here and
didn't want any arguments with somebody thinking I might be a slav e.  He
said one his boys had already been mistaken for a slave and almost got
killed, that's you, he wasn't going to take a chance on two; so he wouldn't
let me come naked.  Evan, you' d never understand how hard everybody has
worked to find you and how much trouble you've caused."

Evan realizes Daniel is standing at the foot of his bed.  "Mr. Dan'l!" Evan
calls out with hopeful anticipation.  "Mr. Dan'l, you wouldn't believe what
that man did to me.  Mr. Dan'l, are you mad with me?  I' m sorry, really I
am, I didn't mean...."

"Evan, no apologies, they won't do you any good; they will not be accepted.
I do not want to hear what that man and his sons did to you, you left by
your own choice and brought whatever happened upon yourself, you have no
one to blame but yourself.  Right now I feel disappointed in you and
betrayed; and I am definitely not in a forgiving mood.  When we get back
you will have to answer to a board of your peers."

Michael comes in with Dr. Andrews and advises Daniel that Evans left leg ha
s been broken in two places.  Physical bruising indicates the breaks were a
deliberate attempt to cripple the boy so he would automatically be
euthanized.  The breaks are clean with only one requiring pins which have
already been placed.  " Once the cast is on he can be moved but should
remain immobile for at least a week and preferable ten days.  Michael will
be able to re-evaluate the leg then and determine if he handle a mobile
cast."

"Dr Andrews, we really appreciate your efforts and thank the orderly that
got the paper this morning.  Before you put the cast on I' d like for Larry
to get a full set of photos documenting his injuries, also a copy of the
x-rays and your reports.  Of course, New Horizon will take care of your
fees."

"Daniel isn't New Horizon the new program that's trying to save a lot of
these boys from being enslaved by showing you can care for them without
state funds?"

 "That's us, and this is one of those boys.  So far, this seems to be the
biggest challenge we've had, a run away.  I don't think he understands the
jeopardy he placed the entire program and the rest of the boys in."

"No, I can see this one does have his own problems and I wish you luck with
him.  Why don't we just consider my services as a donation to a worthy
cause and let it go at that."

"Thank you, on behalf of New Horizon, Evan and the rest of the boys."

"Mr. Dan'l...Mr. Dan'l, are you going to speak to me anymore?"  Evan is
whimpering and beginning to cry.

"Evan, shut up.  You've caused enough trouble.  Be glad Mr. Daniel is even
letting you go back, he doesn't have to you know."  Evan looks at his
brother in surprise and begins to fear the consequences of his actions.  He
should.


End Ch Nine