Date: Sun, 28 Apr 2013 19:19:18 +0100
From: keith farrell <keithff@hotmail.com>
Subject: Slave One chapter 6

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One chapter 6 (Nifty) Slave 165 elsewhere

Graeme

Master has left me here with my friend; we have been friends for a long
time. We finished drinking our coffee making small talk. I noticed Darryll
looking at my body a lot. He is starting to make me feel uncomfortable with
his looks. He has asked me how I feel about losing all my hair. I had to be
honest because it really feels nice, and it is much easier. I like this
smooth feel, I love it when my master rubs his hand over my bum because he
is so gentle.


I cannot believe I just said that. I noticed that Darryll is getting
slightly aroused, so I decide that it might be better if I just quickly
washed the mugs, so I asked Darryll if he would mind if I did that
quickly. He knew that master does not expect me to guess. I was very unsure
of where this was all heading, he kept asking me what master does to me.
He could not understand that master has been nice and kind to me. He asked
if master has sex with me, I told him that I had given him a blow-job. I
did not tell him that I had started it myself, why did I have to admit that
I swallowed. Now he is going to think I am gay.

Darryll

He is very obedient now; this seems to be working well for him. Graeme is
so sexy without all that hair and he looks so much younger, I swear he
looks thirteen or fourteen and nowhere near my age, which he is, but I know
I am two months older than him. Why did he not tell me he likes guys, I
have loved him since we met, but all he ever wanted were girls.  I had to
act like him, just to keep him as a friend. I have never had sex with any
of the girls that I dated. I had always told them that I was saving myself
for when I married.


Now Graeme is a slave, I know he is going to fuck up and then he will be a
slave for life. I can never have him as my boyfriend, but as a slave he is
just there to be used. While he is in the kitchen I'm going to undress, I
wonder what he will say. I mean he is naked all the time and what is he
going to do, he knows he is a slave and he will have to do anything I want
now. Man that ass looks as good as it always was, I think even better now
that it is not furry anymore, and when he bent over to pick up the mugs, I
swear I could see his hole.

Graeme

When I came back to the living room, Darryll had nothing on. I've never
really look at his body, it really has developed nicely. He does not have
as much body hair as I did, just a little around his tits and it seems to
run down the centre of his chest all the way to his cock. Damn he has a big
cock; he must be almost twice my size and thick.


He wants me to suck him, no way he is my friend, when I said that to him,
he said we are not really friends anymore, because I am a slave and if I
don't suck him he is going to tell master and have me whipped like when I
was at the court. What do I do? I wish master was here now. I suppose I
will have to do this. He is forcing my head down to his cock. He smells of
piss and he does not smell clean, I think I am going to hurl.


Now I know why master says we must shower twice a day, he wants me to be
clean. This is nasty.  He says I must get it good and wet, as he is going
to fuck me. No I will not let him in. He has made me kneel on my knees and
hands, he says he is going to fuck me doggy style. I will not let him in.
 Ouch, he punched me in the back and he has rammed his cock into my
ass. This hurts and is really burning, this is so sore. I am crying and all
he can say is shut the fuck up.

Why is he doing this to me?  We have been friends for such a long
time. This pain is unbearable; this cannot be what gay sex is about; no one
would want this done. He was soon finished and I can feel him pumping into
my ass, it is burning so much, and is so sore. Now he expects me to clean
his cock after it has been up there, this is sick; I am not going to allow
him to put it in my mouth. Shit I need to breath. No not this.


When he is finished he tells me to clean up. How do I get my ass-hole to
close, It is so sore. I am clenching my butt cheeks as I go to the
bathroom, I will use the one off master's bedroom, because Darryll is in
the other bathroom. Why did he do that? What have I done to him?  I took a
dump, this is so painful, and it is burning so bad.  I feel sick. Where is
all that blood coming from?  I have washed off and had to rinse my mouth
and brush my teeth. This is not funny and I hope master never does this to
me.

Now I will have to clean the floor in the living room. It will have to be
done before master gets home. I don't want to be punished; being a slave is
not nice. Free men can use you for sex and that's wrong, just wrong.

Darryll

Damn, why did I do that? He is so hot and now I feel so dirty. That was
just a fuck, there was no love. I did love him, but I found that once he
was under my control I just had to fuck him.  Making him lick my dirty cock
off was fun; the look on his face was priceless. I am glad he has stopped
crying, he will have to learn to take it whenever I want it.


Ronald will allow me to fuck him anytime he wants, I am sure that old man
will get off watching me fuck his slave. I think he might like seeing my
big cock up Graeme's ass. Well I better make sure he cleans up the living
room. Hell, he has become a good house wife. I told him to make sure it is
all clean while I dress. Look at him mop the floor, what a Pussy. Damn is
that the time, I am sure Ronald will be back soon, I'm going to stand where
I can see him arriving. The floor looks as clean as it was when I
arrived. I don't see anything to show we had sex here. Anyhow what can
Graeme do, he is a slave. I can use him anyway I want. I have told him to
go wash his face; I can tell that he has not washed his face since
crying. Good there's Ronald now.

Ronald

Well the meeting went very smoothly and that solicitor was very good. I
like the way he had everything prepared. I thought it was going to take all
afternoon, but I have only been gone about an hour and a half.

Something seems wrong, they don't seem to be able to look at each other; I
hope Darryll is going to stay friends with Graeme but it looks like their
friendship is strained.  Maybe it is this whole slavery thing.


My bladder is bursting but Darryll wanted to go and said goodbye. I quickly
went to the bathroom for relief and that feels better. Too much coffee that
was for sure.


What, am I bleeding; no I don't see anything on me. There's another drip. I
hope Graeme did not cut himself, while doing the dishes, he does not know
where the plasters are located.  When I got to the living room Graeme
seemed very pale.  He suddenly excused himself and rushed to the
toilet. That's strange; I hope his is not getting sick.

What the hell was that, it sounded like Graeme has fallen down?  When I
went into the bathroom, I could see that Graeme is passing blood, and he is
struggling to get up. I told him to rest there while I get help. I think TJ
will be able to help. I have told him and he said not to worry, he will be
around with the doctor shortly. That was quick. I took the doctor into the
bathroom, to check on Graeme.  Now he wants an ambulance, what is going on?



The doctor thinks he has ruptured his colon. He asked, "How did this
happen?"  I told him that I do not know and that I have not fucked him. I
asked Graeme what happened. He is crying as he tells me what Darryll did to
him. Why is he sorry?  I told him not to worry, we will take care of him,
and I won't let anything happen to him.


Turning to the doctor I told him to take good care of Graeme. I will pay
any expenses. I made it clear that Graeme is more than a slave, so whatever
was needed, do it, I want him fixed up right, and not some botch job done
by a vet. As Graeme was taken away, I told him not to worry, I will see him
at the hospital shortly, I expect they will have to operate, but not to
worry I will be there when he wakes up. I watched him slowly sink into a
peaceful sleep with the help of a shot of Pethidine.



TJ made arrangements with the doctor to collect him from the hospital as
soon as Graeme was safe.  I looked at TJ, and said what now?  TJ asked me
if I had had any anal sex with Graeme. I told him no, all that we had done
was he had given me a blow-job. I did not want to rush him into sex because
he still has that clamp on his cock, and that needs another three days
before it can come off, and then it is still going to take about two weeks
to completely heal.


I had really not wanted to rush things. I had allowed Darryll to visit with
Graeme because they had been friends for a long time and I had never
expected this. TJ asked me if I had given any permission for Darryll to
have any sex with Graeme. I said no. I had felt that as friends they wanted
to try and keep their friendship, but when I got home they seemed angry
with each other. They were not talking or anything.

TJ then went on to explain what happens to rapist, I pointed out that
Graeme is a slave, so there cannot be any rape. TJ said I am wrong and I
did not give permission, so it is unauthorised rape of a slave belonging to
someone else. When he told me the penalty, I wanted to be sick. I now
learned that I would be getting another slave, but this time he would be
castrated and he would be enslaved for life.


I told TJ that I don't like the idea of castration. He said I must trust
him that he will work something out. We both left at the same time and
arrived at the hospital at the same time, but TJ was not there long, he
just made sure that I would not have any problems getting the service I
wanted for Graeme.  He collected the doctor and left. About two hours later
Graeme was returned from the operating room.

The surgeon was great. He told me that he had managed to fix all the
damage, repair all the muscles. But he warned me that Graeme would have to
have soft foods for some time, and stool softeners. This is not something
that will easily heal. I will have to see about getting him some help to
overcome what has happened. I hope this does not set him back.  He seemed
so willing to change. I think I was wrong to even allow this to happen to
him in the first place, but it would have been even worse for him if I had
not been there and agreed to take him as my slave.

Graeme

I have let my master down. I know it as soon as I hear him coming from the
toilet.  I must have missed some blood because he wanted to know where I
hurt myself. What do I tell him?  Oh god I feel sick, I need to go to the
toilet. Sorry Master. What a relief, damn it there's blood. What do I do
now?  I will have to tell master what happened. When did master come into
the bathroom and why am I on the floor?



Master is telling me just to relax he is going to get me some help. I feel
dizzy, when did the doctor arrive?  I don't understand this; I seem to be
seeing things happening but cannot do anything. I hear master and the
doctor talking. I am answering them but I don't know what I am
saying. Doctor has given me some injection and I feel nice and warm. This
is strange I can feel everything and hear everything, but I cannot move, or
open my eyes and I don't have any pain. I hear master say that I need the
best attention and he will pay for it. No one has ever wanted to do
something like that for me. I will do anything for my master. I will never
complain because now I know he will be there for me.

I knew I was in the hospital, and the doctors seemed very busy but they are
working on me. I feel nice. This is a wonderful place. I am so at peace. I
don't feel worried about anything it just feels comfortable and I am
contented. I will just rest.

Slowly I start feeling pain. I feel like I need to go to the toilet. I will
have to get up. As I open my eyes I see master. He smiles at me and tells
me to just relax. I tell him that I need to pee. I cannot hold it. He
laughs, that is a nice laugh and then master tells me that I don't need to
hold it because there is something called a catheter in me. I am
confused. I ask him what is a `cathy' something. Master smiles and said it
is a pipe that goes directly into me to allow the piss out, and he says not
to worry and that he has everything under control. He asks if I am in
pain. I say no, but really I am. Master looks at me and says don't lie to
me; I can see you are in pain. He calls the nurse, who gives me another
injection. The last thing I see is master smiling and telling me not to
worry, everything will work out.

Ronald

I am exhausted. I am glad to see Graeme is doing okay now and I feel I can
go home. The nurse says he will sleep until morning, so I tell her to phone
me if anything changes. I am about to leave, when the nurse comes in with
handcuffs. I ask her what those are for, and she says that as Graeme is a
slave they have to make sure he does not escape, so they are going to lock
him to the bed. I told her that is nonsense and that she must not do
that. Graeme will be sleeping all night.



He cannot get up, or even go the toilet. Plus he has a chip implant that
cannot be removed. He has no money, no clothes and no family apart from
me. I am paying for this stay in hospital and I will take the
responsibility.  She was stunned. I asked her to make note of that on his
papers, and I will sign it. Graeme does not need to be locked to the bed;
he has been stressed enough by the rape. That done I head home.

I decided to just have a cup of soup for my dinner; I really did not feel
like eating. Why had I trusted Darryll? My gut was telling me that they
would no longer be friends. I hoped that I was wrong. I better phone TJ on
his mobile and find out what is going to happen now.

TJ

 I cannot believe what has happened, that Darryll is bad news.  Ronald is
doing so much to help Graeme and the rest of the boys.  I still don't know
how he is going to manage. I will help where I can simply because helping
him keeps my love happy and if my love is happy then he keeps me happy.  I
have checked through all the documents and yes I am right. Darryll has
stolen from Ronald by using his slave for sex without consent. They don't
call it rape, but the sentence is exactly the same; life enslavement and
castration. I know what Ronald means about castration, and we, the doctor
and I have come up with a plan. The doctor will do the operation in his
surgery because it has to be recorded. I think the doctor's idea will
work. I am glad we are working together.

I was just thinking of trying to get hold of Ronald, and speak of the devil
he calls; I laughed. I give Ronald the bad news that he will have to be in
court tomorrow morning at nine a.m. When he asked why, I told him that
Darryll will be up for a hearing.


I also told him not to worry and that I did work something out. I told him
that I had seen that chastity device that he bought for Graeme. I don't
think Graeme will need it but I would suggest that he use it on Darryll. I
explained that Darryll will be enslaved for theft and using his slave for
sex without consent.


I chose not to tell him what the sentence is for this crime and let him
hear from the magistrate himself. At least now the workload will shift a
little. I must remember to put in a permanent slave collar into my
briefcase tomorrow. This will be the first permanent slave, it is fitting
that Ronald get the first temporary slave and now the first permanent
slave.

I better get to bed I have to make a house call at three in the morning. I
am glad that we have confirmed that Darryll is at home. He does not know
that his home is being watched. Silly bugger, he is going to sleep free
tonight, and tomorrow is going to be very different for him. I cannot wait
to see his face when I haul him into court.  Alin is so nice and warm; I
love this man of mine.

Darryll

Why did I do that? What will happen when Ronald discovers that I had sex
with Graeme?  Will he be all right about it?  I hope so, because Graeme has
such a nice ass. It was tight when I went in but it soon got loose. I think
he will be a better fuck as he learns how to use that ass of his. I am sure
it will be okay. I thought that Graeme would get hard when I fucked him;
everything I have read says that fucking is great for gays.


I had never tried it but fucking an ass was nice, I wonder if I am a top. I
have a much bigger build than Graeme and his build seems smaller now that
he has no body hair, man he felt wonderful and smooth. I wonder how long it
lasts, does he have to get it done every few months or does it last a
year. I wonder if they will allow me to watch next time Graeme has to be
done.

I wonder if I can join the slave authority. I will look online tomorrow; it
was fun being able to tell Graeme what to do. I wish I had used the paddle
on his bum. That might have made him hurry at cleaning up after we had
sex. I am getting hard just thinking of using that paddle on him.



What's with that cock cage, why is Graeme not wearing it yet? If he was my
slave I would have him wear it all the time. Maybe I would let him wank
once a month, that is hot being able to control his wanking. I think I will
just have a little wank, this is so nice. My cock wants to go visit
Graeme's tight little ass.  Oh god here it comes, I wonder what it tastes
like. It was nice, I thought cum was nasty to taste, but it is nice,
slightly sweet but also slightly salty and so smooth. That was nice.


My bed is so nice and warm. I wonder where Graeme sleeps. Does he use the
bed in the spare bedroom, or does Ronald make him sleep on the floor at his
bedside?  That's what I would do if he was my slave.

 A rude awaking...