Date: Sat, 23 Apr 2011 02:20:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Christian Debus <servus4u@ymail.com>
Subject: Re: "The Aftermath" Chapter 9  Gay Male/Authoritarian

THE AFTERMATH
(Or What Follows Next)

Chapter 9

This is a story of erotic fiction meant for adult readers over the age of
eighteen years.

Written by Jean-Christophe (Chris)
"To see all my stories go to groups.yahoo.com/group/SlaveNow"

Chapter 9: Pre-sale Inspections; The Fourth Slave: (Part 2)

The slave remains on his knees in the "full obeisance position". Although he is
unable to look up, he is aware that the slave dealer, Dave Matheson and another
man are slowly walking around the platform viewing him from all angles. His body
is trembling from a mixture of fear and nervous anticipation. He knows his fear
is born out of the uncertainty of his future but he isn't quite able to
comprehend what it is that he is anticipating.

He has been subjected to physical inspections many times before today; these
are routine at the Trevorrow farm. Andy Trevorrow is very much a "hands-on
master" and he regularly subjects all his slaves to full physical inspections,
ostensibly to determine their state of wellbeing. Andy calls these inspections
"fingering the slaves" and he derives a great deal of sexual pleasure from
conducting them. The benefits from these fingerings are two-fold. They do, in
fact, tell Andy a lot about the condition of the slave under examination- he
prides himself on the prime condition of all his livestock, both slave and
animal- and of course they re-enforce his pride of ownership in possessing a
prime, male slave. Then there is that special "pleasurable stirring" he feels in
his groin when he feels the hard, muscular body of a slave quivering at the
touch of his hands. Andy enjoys this dominance he feels over a slave, especially
as the slave submits his naked body to Andy's touch.

Over time, Andy has developed a pattern for these "fingerings"-or slave musters
as he prefers to call them- which take place every Monday morning. Each slave is
scheduled for inspection once a month and, so as not to disrupt the work pattern
of the farm; the slave herd is split into four groups. This allows Andy to
inspect one group, or one quarter of his herd, each week. The organisation for
this is left in the hands of his steward. It is the steward's job to ensure the
slaves are "clean" and their holes greased ready for their master's inspection.
When the steward is satisfied that the slaves are ready they are lined up,
abreast of each other, to await Andy's arrival. Until yesterday, this had been
done by Toby.

The slave remembers these musters with mixed feelings. On the one hand, he'd
always felt abused and degraded at having to submit to Andy's inspection. Of
course, he knew that, as a slave, he hadn't any choice in the matter; after all
Andy, as his owner, was only exercising his rights over his property. Yet, he
was always sexually aroused by these inspections and quite enjoyed the feel of
his master's hands on his naked body. The slave is puzzled by this contradiction
of shame and pleasure that he always felt when he was under Andy's touch.

The slaves, once lined up, waited patiently for their master's arrival. On his
approach, they dropped to their knees and assumed the "full obeisance" position
as a sign of their submission to their owner and also as a mark of respect for
his authority over them. Andy, accompanied by his naked and rampantly erect
steward, Toby, casually strolled down the front of the line of kneeling slaves,
sometimes pausing to stroke a strong back or "pat" a head much as one does with
a favourite dog. Then as Andy walked behind the line, the slaves, acting as
one, spread their knees even wider thus affording their master a better view of
their asses and genitals. By this stage of Andy's inspection, the slave was
erect in anticipation of what inevitably followed. He wasn't alone in this; all
his fellow slaves were similarly aroused and many were already dripping pre-cum
onto the ground beneath them. Andy never hurried this part of the inspection.
This was a time to savour his mastery over his slaves and one he
enthusiastically looked forward to each week.

Looking along the line of kneeling slaves, Andy always admired the erotic,
well-rounded, symmetry of their shapely asses- all elevated and waiting for his
attention. He found the sight of them to be extremely sensual and it gave him a
powerful sense of ownership over their bodies. Walking slowly along the line,
Andy would pause to "cup and weigh" a pair of enticing balls or to squeeze an
alluring buttock or two. And Andy couldn't resist using his finger to excite any
puckering hole that caught his eye. Andy loved to feel the slave's quivering
response as his finger "teased" the sensitive entrance to the slave's body. Yes,
Andy really did enjoy these "fingerings".

Returning to the front of the line, Andy would order the slaves to "stand and
display". Beginning at one end, Andy would then inspect each slave as he worked
progressively along the line towards the other end.

Now as he kneels on the viewing platform, the slave vividly recalls his own
Monday inspections.

Standing at display, the slave would wait until his master was positioned
directly in front of him. Then, at Andy's command, he'd step forward out of the
line and present his body for inspection. He'd stand passively as Andy's hands
travelled busily over his body; poking, prodding, squeezing and hefting. He
remembers the many times that Andy had massaged his cock to a full erection with
one hand whilst gently massaging his heavy balls with the other. Forbidden to
ejaculate unless given permission, the slave would "will" himself against doing
so. He'd shiver at the pleasurable feeling in his throbbing cock as his master
worked his balls; Andy would smile at his slave's helplessness and took delight
in his frustration. It was usually at this moment that Andy ordered the slave to
"turn, bend and spread". The slave would then suffer the exquisite agony of
Andy's finger slowly exploring his tight hole. When Andy judged that the slave
was almost at the "point of no return" he would swiftly remove his finger. Then
giving the slave a gentle slap on the buttocks he'd frustratingly order him back
into line before proceeding to the next inspection.

From long experience, Andy knew just how far to "tease" a slave before tipping
him over the edge. Andy considers the owner's manipulation of a slave's
sexuality as essential in the control and management a slave herd. Slaves need
to recognise and accept that even this most basic facet of their lives is under
the direct, controlling influence of their masters. Slaves have to accept that
any sexual pleasure is a "gift" from their masters and not some right that they
possess. Andy is a considerate master in that he allows his slaves to fuck one
another when stabled at night. Of course, there are ground rules that apply to
this "privilege". The slaves aren't allowed to injure one another- and the
slaves understand this. To do so is tantamount to damaging their master's
property and any offending slave is severely whipped. But Andy's slaves do
recognise that being allowed to fuck is a gift from him and they are grateful
for his "goodness" to them.

Of course, from time to time, during Andy's inspections, a young, inexperienced
slave loses control and ejaculates. Andy recognises that his slave musters and
fingerings are "highly charged" sexually and that all the slaves are obviously
aroused - in fact, he'd be disappointed if the slaves didn't exhibit their
"excitement" during his inspections. He accepts that accidents do happen and he
has a fairly indulgent attitude towards a young slave who loses control.
However, Andy regards these "youthful indiscretions" as disrespectful to him in
that he hasn't given permission for the slave to ejaculate. The slave has to
understand his "carelessness" is an affront to his master's benevolence and his
absolute right to bestow sexual favours on a slave; the young slave needs to
learn not to repeat his offence. Andy, in his wisdom, believes it's an offence
that warrants only a light punishment. Therefore, Andy's "feigned" anger and the
"light punishment" of the mandatory three strokes of the cane- delivered on the
spot to the guilty slave- are meant to display his displeasure at the slave's
lack of endurance. And, of course, the punishment does help to demonstrate his
absolute authority over them to all the other assembled slaves.

The slave had, on several times in the past, been the recipient of Andy's
benevolent corrections.

Once the muster was finished, the slaves were quickly dismissed and returned to
their work assignments. Then, following his customary Monday practice, Andy
ordered Toby to follow and hastily returned to the house. There, in the privacy
of his bedroom, Andy subjected his steward to a long, hard and vigorous fucking.

Suddenly these thoughts are interrupted by Dave Matheson's order to "Stand and
display".

                    .............................

The slave's response is immediate and he is now standing erect with his hands
fastened behind his back, his feet spread apart and his head bowed. He is aware
that his body is under close scrutiny and, he feels his cock slowly stirring
into life.

"Well Simon, what do you think? What's your first impression of the slave?" Dave
asks expectantly.

"Dave, I never judge a slave at first sight." The slave is surprised by the
rich, deep, well-spoken response. "There's much more to a `pleasure' slave than
his appearance. While good looks are important, it's what lies within the slave
that's of more interest to me. I know it sounds clich‚d but when choosing a
pleasure slave it really is a case of `never judge a book by its cover'".

"I thought you'd be interested in checking him out." Dave answers defensively.
"I hope I haven't wasted your time?"

"No not at all, Dave. Checking out a possible recruit for the Patroklos Club is
never a waste of my time and I really do appreciate the fact that you thought of
me. Look, don't get me wrong, the slave has great visual appeal-and I really do
like his cute ass- it's just that I need to know that he's capable of delivering
the high standard of service my patrons expect."

"What exactly are you looking for in him, Simon?"

Well, looking at him from here, I can see he has a great body and he rates a
perfect score for it. Also he's handsome- again a good feature - and this is
something most of my customers look for in a `pleasure' slave; most of them
don't want to fuck an ugly slave. And those incredibly blue eyes will work in
his favour when he is on his knees sucking cock. Speaking of cock -that's another
great feature he possesses- long and thick just like my patrons like them. I
like the dinky way his prick hangs to the left of his balls and I've got to say
they're also very impressive. Luckily he's been cut. That means if I buy him, I
won't have the expense of having him skinned".

"I'm relieved". Dave replies "I thought for a moment you weren't interested in
him".

"Quite the contrary, Dave. I'm very interested in him. But I need to examine him
in more detail. Could your steward unfasten his wrists, please?"

"Certainly". Dave nods to his steward who hurries to obey his master.

The slave now stands with his fingers entwined at the back of his head and he is
aware of the two men standing in front of him He recognises the voice of the
dealer, Dave Matheson, but with his head bowed in submission he is unable to see
the second man. He is aware that this person has walked behind him.

"With your permission, Dave I'll start my inspection at his ass. I always like
to start there as it quickly tells me whether or not a full inspection is
warranted".

"The slave's at your disposal, Simon. Take all the time you need -he isn't going
anywhere."

The slave flinches slightly as he feels a pair of firm hands placed on his
shoulders and then move slowly down his back.

"I think you mentioned that he's a field worker from a farm. His colouring
suggests he has always worked outdoors and his musculature is what you'd expect
of a field slave. But his hide is flawless and surprisingly unmarked. I've got
to say, it's unusual to find a slave like this; one whose back isn't cut up by
the whip. He must have a kind master".

"I think his master is firm with his slaves but not unnecessarily cruel in his
treatment of them. Possibly, he is aware of the higher resale value of an
undamaged slave".

"Fortunately, in this case it would appear so. Some owners never consider the
resale value as a factor in how they treat their slaves".

Suddenly, the slave begins to wriggle uncomfortably as he feels fingers kneading
the firm flesh of his muscular buttocks. His face reddens with shame as the two
men now discuss his body's "finer" points.

"As I said earlier, the slave has a cute ass; my patrons will certainly
appreciate this feature. For many of them it's the determining factor in
choosing which slave to fuck. I like the firmness and muscle tone of his
buttocks; they're neither too large nor too fleshy. In fact, they're just right.
When I'm choosing a slave for the Patroklos I always look to see that he has a
nicely rounded, boyish rump -after all it's on `permanent display' at the club
and subject to much handling by the patrons -they really do like to grope a
shapely, young ass. This slave's is very curvaceous and I expect my patrons to
show great interest in it". The man laughs as he jokes. It's shaping up to be a
real `money spinner'"

"Just as a matter of interest, Simon; how much do you stand to make with a slave
like this one?"

"If I buy him, I hope to make a lot out of my investment." Simon answers.
"Still, there are a number of factors at play in all this. It depends on the
slave's general appeal to the customers, his eagerness and endurance at meeting
their demands and requirements and his overall satisfaction rating. But, I think
this boy will `measure up' and have great appeal for my patrons. If I'm correct,
then I expect he'll to be fully employed `servicing' their needs. He certainly
won't have much spare time on his hands".

"Simon, as you know I'm not a member of the Patroklos Club and I don't know how
things operate there. So tell me, how many hours a day do your slaves work?"

"Come to think of it, I've never seen you at the Patroklos; you don't know what
you're missing, Dave. Let me correct that and send you a complimentary pass to
visit the Club. As a dealer in slaves, I'm sure you'll find it most interesting
to see how this aspect of slavery operates. It will give you an insight into the
life of a `pleasure' slave. But let me answer your question. My slaves don't
have specific hours of work; they're `on call' twenty-four hours a day for seven
days a week. Their time is far too valuable to have them `resting'. Let me
assure you, the demands on them are constant".

"Thank you, Simon and I accept your kind offer to visit the Patroklos".

"Good, Dave. I look forward to welcoming you to the club. I'm sure you'll find
it most informative. However, let me make a suggestion. If I buy this slave, why
not wait until I have him `up and running' before you visit. That way he can
`entertain' you".

"I'm not sure about that, Simon". Dave answers hesitantly. "I'm not really into
fucking males".

"Why not, Dave? As I said before, you don't know what you're missing. Do you
have an objection? Ah! Let me guess. You're worried that you might be seen as
being gay. Am I correct?"

"That's right, Simon. I'm not gay. You see, I'm married with young, adult
children. Anyway, in my line of work it wouldn't be acceptable to be seen as
homosexual".

"Nonsense, Dave. Fucking a male slave doesn't make you gay. Possibly, fucking a
free man could make you so. But as slaves are neither free nor men, then using
them for sex falls into a different category altogether. It's like `hitting on'
a woman or paying to use a whore; I take it you don't have objections to that?
But can I ask you? Have you ever fucked a male slave?"

"I tried it when I was a young teenager. But it just didn't `work' for me. It
seemed to me that the slaves were unresponsive; they lacked spontaneity". Dave
replies. "So I switched to using female slaves. And no, I don't object to hitting
on a woman or paying for a whore. What man does?"

"Well, I can assure you that the slaves at the Patroklos are neither
unresponsive nor lacking in spontaneity. They are guaranteed to give you an
`exquisite time' and they come with an `unless completely satisfied, money back'
promise. Of course, the slaves are trained to the highest standards and they
know that unless the patrons are completely happy with them, then they will be
severely punished. This makes them happy, co-operative and eager to please. I
seldom have a complaint about the standard of service that my slaves deliver."

"I'll certainly visit the Patroklos and I'll think about your offer to use the
slave. I have to admit he is very appealing and fucking him could be
interesting. That is, if you buy him?"

"If I do buy him, then wait until I have him fully trained. I promise you, he'll
give you a good time, or he'll suffer the consequences. You never know Dave;
once you've tasted his cherry, you might even take out club membership. If you
do, I don't think you'll regret it. I'll even give you a discount on the first
year's membership fees. All my patrons are happy with their membership of the
Patroklos Club- just talk to them".

The slave stands in utter despair listening to this appalling conversation about
his future.

Returning to his examination of the slave, Simon traces his index finger along
the crisp outline of the S brand on the slave's left flank. "I see he takes a
brand nicely. That's good. If I buy him, he will of course, wear my house brand;
all my pleasure slaves do"

On hearing this, the slave shudders in fear of yet another branding. The horrors
of his first branding are still vivid in his memory; they are seared into his
consciousness and every day the brand reminds him that he now has the status of
being owned property.

"BEND AND SPREAD!" The slave, hastening to comply with Simon's command, is now
bent at the waist with the crevice between his buttocks spread wide and open for
inspection. He feels a finger poised at the opening to his body slowly teasing
the sensitive tissue. His quivering response sends little sparks of pleasure
surging through his body.

"He has a dainty little rosebud; good colouring and nicely puckered". Simon
comments delightedly as he continues with his playful tickling. "The slave
responds well to a bit of `finger play'. I like that and so will my patrons".
Then Simon asks. "I suppose the slave is clean and lubed up ready for an
internal inspection?"

"Of course!" Dave replies slightly offended at the question. "That goes without
saying".

The slave gasps audibly as, suddenly, a finger is rudely thrust through his anal
opening and into his rectum.

"That's good, his hole is sound". Simon adds as his finger searches for the
prostate gland causing the slave to `buck'. "And he has a very good response
too. That's excellent. Now, however, I need to test him for tightness and grip.
These are the two things that my patrons insist upon; they want the slaves to
have tight holes and a good grip and they require the slaves to be proficient at
`working' their cocks" for maximum pleasure; after all they are `pleasure'
slaves aren't they?" Simon comments as he continues his digital exploration of the
slave's wriggling body. "I'm surprised really; this slave is very tight. I'd
have thought that, as a field slave, he'd be looser than he is. I expected him
to be well used; but he isn't. I wonder why that is?"

"Well Simon, his owner did say the slave doesn't like to be fucked and that he
nearly always did the fucking."

"Well then. If I buy him, he's in for a rude shock". Simon laughs. "In future,
he won't be doing much fucking".

Now for the first time Simon addresses the slave. "Right boy, grip my finger.
Come on squeeze your ass muscles....harder....harder, I said.....yes that's it
......now grip my finger and squeeze hard...... harder yet ......harder......
now relax .... that's a good boy."

The slave tries desperately to comply with the shameful demands made of him.
Overcome with emotion, he fights back tears of bitterness and shame. Simon has
his left hand resting on the slave's flanks gauging the power of his reflexes.
Not yet satisfied, Simon makes further demands of the slave.

"Grip......relax.....grip......relax.....grip.....hold....hold I said....relax
....that's it.....good boy, you're doing fine......grip...hold....relax......"

The slave, through his shame and confusion, is doing his best to obey. Slowly,
his body settles into a pattern of alternatively gripping and releasing Simon's
intruding finger in time with his own laboured breathing. Now he is aware that
his cock is massively hard and that his balls are aching for release. Looking
back between his legs he watches as a thin thread of pre cum begins its slow
journey to the floor. His body is a contradiction of emotions. Acutely, he feels
the shame and degradation of this appalling treatment of his body and yet he is
aware of the tingling darts of pleasure coursing through his trembling body. He
wants it to stop; yet at the same time he wants it to continue.

Then suddenly, the finger is withdrawn, he is slapped on the buttocks and
ordered to "STAND, FACE THE FRONT AND DISPLAY!"

"I take it that you want to continue with his inspection, Simon. Did he pass?"

"Indeed he did, Dave. He' worked' by finger beautifully. Of course it won't only
be fingers he'll be `working' in future. The slave has great potential l-I see a
`bright' future for him at the Patroklos Club. Of course, he'll need to be
trained in the finer aspects of his duties but I haven't any doubt that he'll
prove to be very popular with my patrons. And yes I do want to continue with my
inspection. Then, turning to the slave, Simon instructs him.

"LIFT YOUR HEAD, BOY!"

As he lifts his eyes from the floor, the slave gazes straight into the bright,
grey-green eyes of the man who has been abusing him. He is surprised to see
standing before him a tall, slim man of approximately 35 years. The man has
handsome, deeply tanned features with a head of dirty-blond, tousled hair and a
well-developed, muscular body that is expensively but casually covered in a pair
of fawn chinos and blue cotton shirt. The top three buttons of the shirt are
unbuttoned and the slave notices the thick thatch of blond hair covering the
man's muscular chest. The man's voice is pleasantly modulated and he speaks with
an educated, refined accent. Involuntarily, the slave catches his breath at the
physical beauty of this man who is considering buying him. His heart beats just
a little faster
.
Stepping up to the slave, Simon places both hands on the slave's shoulders
gauging their strength before moving over the arms to feel the solid rounded
balls of the biceps. Returning to the muscular chest he begins an examination of
the slave's now very erect and pert nipples. The slave winces as they are
cruelly stretched and twisted. As he shuffles with discomfort he is ordered to.

"STAND STILL!"

"I'm testing his nipples to see if they'll take `ringing'". Simon explains to
Dave as he pulls both nipples away from the slave's body. "Luckily they will".

"Do you usually fit your slaves with rings, Simon?"

"Always, Dave. It's standard procedure at the Patroklos. All my pleasure slaves
are fitted with nipple rings and genital cinches.It's their standard `uniform'".
Simon laughingly replies. "And of course, they wear their neck collars.
My patrons expect no less. Anyway it serves to identify their level of service".

"What do you mean by level of service, Simon?"

"Apart from the casual customers who visit the Patroklos Club, we also offers
three levels of club membership; silver, gold and platinum - with silver being the
lowest level and platinum the highest. That way we cater for the financial needs
of all our members; some of whom demand a higher and more expensive level of
service".

"What's the difference between the three levels, Simon?"

"The main difference is in the standard of the slaves available at each level.
Naturally, the slaves allocated to the platinum level are all new and fresh and
have had little or no usage. However, with constant usage even a platinum slave
soon loses his `appeal' and then he moves down a level to gold and then
eventually down to silver."

"How long does a slave serve at platinum level?"

"Usually, for about a year. The patrons at this level expect and demand top
quality slaves and they like to see a quick turn-over of new faces. So after a
year at the most, a platinum slave finds himself relegated to gold level where
he serves for another two years before being lowered to silver standard".

"What happens to a slave after silver standard?"

"A slave can reasonably expect to be used for a further two years at silver
level; so you see the whole process takes approximately five years -one year at
platinum, two years at gold and a further two years at silver. After that, the
slave is sold on and, as you know, the city authorities have first right of
refusal for a `pleasure' slave. Should the city exercise its right to buy him,
then the slave finds himself working at one of the city's public, comfort
stations. If the city doesn't want him then he's sold off at a clearance
auction. Probably he'll end up working as a labourer in a mine or quarry".

"Is that what will happen to this slave?"

"Eventually. But for the next five years he'll lead a good life as a pampered
`pleasure' slave. He'll have a roof over his head and be well-fed; he'll be
rigorously exercised to maintain his appearance and fitness and regularly
examined by a vet to ensure he remains healthy. And providing he remains
cheerful and co-operative he won't be punished too severely. Not a bad life for
a slave, wouldn't you agree?"

"You seem to have an enlightened attitude to your slaves, Simon. Do your slaves
have any input into what happens to them?"

"No not at all, Dave. I'm not worried about what my slaves feel or think; that's
the least of my concerns. I'm the master and I make all the decisions - they
obey without question. I never form any personal attachments with slaves. My
only interest in them is financial -it's all about looking after my investment
and maximising my returns from them. After all, I do have a lot of money tied up
in my slaves and I expect them to work hard and return a tidy profit on what
they cost me. As long as they do `work' hard and do it cheerfully, I'm not too
severe in my treatment of them. They all know however, not to try my patience".

"If you buy this slave, what'll happen to him?"

"Well first up, he'll be permanently stripped of all his body hair -a pity
really, as it suits him. But my patrons like our slaves to have smooth, hairless
bodies. Then he'll be branded with my house brand on the right pectoral just
above the nipple and fitted with his collar. After that his nipples will be ringed
and his cock and balls cinched so that they are always on prominent display
-again in this, I'm responding to my patrons' requirements. In his case, he'll be
outfitted as a platinum service slave. That means all his body adornments
will be made of platinum enabling the patrons to recognise him as such. All
my slaves wear collars and body jewellery the colour of the metals appropriate
to their current level of service. As a system of identity, it works well."

"Then, will he begins his `duties'?"

"No, not until he has been fully trained. He'll need training in the finer
points of how to give the patrons the sexual gratification they're entitled to
expect from a Patroklos slave. I'll need to be sure that he meets my stringent
requirements before I make him available to the paying customers. I'll
personally `test drive' him several times before I let him loose in the club.
He will also be taught all the other duties I require of my slaves; things like
waiting on tables, serving drinks, valet services, attending to the patrons in
the swimming pools, spas, saunas and showers. He'll only begin his duties when
I'm completely satisfied with his training".

"I didn't know `pleasure' slaves had so much training. By the time the slave has
finished his training, he'll be very versatile".

"Indeed he will, Dave. And he'll need all his versatility to serve my patrons.
You see the Crystal Springs Hotel/Casino offer a number of package deals as part
of our wider business plan and the slaves are a very important part of that".

"What type of plans, Simon?"

"We offer a special `Indulge Yourself -Let Our Slaves Pamper You Weekend' package
deal where for the appropriate fee, our guests stay in a five star suite and
have the `live-in' and exclusive services of two slaves for the weekend; the
slaves of course, serve all the guest's needs. And we also offer a similar
mid-week `Businessmen's Deal'".

"That's very enterprising of you, Simon. Are these specials popular?"

"Yes Dave, they're extremely popular and we have many `repeat 'guests returning
throughout the year. Other favourite packages we offer are to sports' clubs and
groups of college students. There's always great demand for these. However,
they can be very boisterous and hard on the slaves. Naturally, these attract
young men who want to `wind-down' and relax. Most of their time is spent
`boozing and fucking'. The slaves allocated to these package deals are certainly
put to hard usage and I'm sure they're pleased when these young patrons leave
for home. But the slaves are very resilient; they recover from their ordeals and
are soon ready for the next group. From my personal point of view as both owner
and proprietor, I'm always pleased to see a group of happy, satisfied young men
leaving the hotel after they've enjoyed their stay with us. After all, this is
what makes the hospitality industry so satisfying".

"You speak as though you enjoy your work, Simon".

"Yes I do, Dave, very much so. As you no doubt know, I inherited the hotel from
my grandfather. He operated the business at a very low-key level and the hotel
only offered modest accommodation. I expanded the hotel to what you see today
-a five star complex incorporating a casino and high class gentlemen's club.
These innovations were my ideas and reflected my special interests. They have
added considerably to my business activities. Returning to the slave, however,
when I'm sure he's ready; he'll be `initiated' into service. That's always an
interesting occasion for the club's patrons, although he slave mightn't agree
with me"

"That sounds interesting. How do you initiate him?"

"It's a tradition I introduced a few years ago as part of my commitment to the
wider community. When a new slave is introduced to the club for the first time,
he's put up for `mock auction' and the winning bidder gets to fuck him for the
first time. All the money raised is donated to a charity of the patrons' choice
and over the years we've raised a lot of money for various charities. The
patrons are wholehearted in their support of this and enthusiastically bid
against one another for the right to take the new slave's cherry. I expect this
slave to attract a lot of high bids".

"Simon, it sounds to me that your patrons really enjoy the occasion".

"There certainly do, Dave. It's really a `fun night' and everyone enjoys himself
tremendously; although I'm not sure about the slave. Still, it's an excellent
way to introduce him to his new duties and of course, he raises money for a
worthy cause in the process".

"If it's alright with you Simon, I'd like to be present when this slave is
`inducted' into his new role as a pleasure slave? That is should you buy him?"

"By all means, Dave. You're more than welcome to attend and subject to a final
test I don't think there's any doubt about my buying him -if the price is right,
of course. But now, I think it's time for me to give the slave this final test.
I need to make sure his is `firing' on all cylinders. With your permission I'd
like to milk him".

"Go ahead, Simon. You don't need my permission".

The slave shuffles his feet and draws back as Simon takes his deflating cock in
hand and begins to stroke it back to life. Gradually, the eager cock begins to
`inch' itself into a full erection.

"Relax boy, now let's see what you're capable of". Simons speaks encouragingly
to the slave.

Simon continues to slowly stroke the slave's cock to a rock-like hardness as, at
the same time; he gently works the churning balls. The slave's body responds to
this pleasant stimulus and he begins a slow `to and fro' thrusting movement of
his hips. The slave is aware of sensations, greater in intensity, to any that he
has felt in the past. His ass-hole, just moments ago excited by Simon's finger,
feels `alive' and this cock and balls give promise of a cataclysmic eruption.
His body quivers under Simon's ministrations and he moans gently.

As the prick hardens and lengthens, Simon is fascinated at the erotic way the
slave's abdominal muscles re-act to each thrust of his hips -Simon has a weakness
for a slave's belly and likes nothing better than to use his finger to trace the
outline of each abdominal on a slave's stomach. He watches as the strong chest
rises and falls causing the pectoral muscles to ripple and flex with each breath
and he hears the slave's soft moaning. Above all, he is intoxicated with the
heady aroma of the slave's sweat as it slowly forms beads on his quivering
torso.

Simon, now fully aroused, knows he must own this magnificent slave in the
material sense and also to possess him sexually. His own cock grows even harder
at the thought of him vigorously thrusting it into the tight, warm recesses of
the slave's body. He now knows, without doubt, that he MUST own this slave. He
is determined that the slave will shortly belong to him.

The slave, for his part, has momentarily forgotten the shame, humiliation and
degradation to which he has been subjected and abandons himself to the sexual
pleasures that this man, to whom he is inexplicably attracted, is giving him. He
feels the mounting pressure of his impending ejaculation and quickens the pace
of his thrusting hips. Simon responds by increasing the speed of his strokes.

"Dave, I suggest you stand further back or move to one side. I think the slave
is about to shoot and I wouldn't like to see him `unload' all over you". Simon
laughingly suggests. "It could get a bit messy".

"MASTER! ARGHHHH!"

Suddenly, the slave shouts euphorically as he feels himself on the brink of an
intense orgasm. His legs trembling, the slave begins a violent thrusting of his
hips as he feels the semen pulsing up his throbbing cock before exploding through
the narrow confines of his piss-slit.

"ARGHHH!" OH SHIT! ARGH........"

Again he shouts; as his jism arcs through the air to land with a soft "phat" on
the floor, some five to six feet in front of the platform. No longer in control
of his body, the slave continues to ejaculate; each emission just a little less
powerful than its predecessor. Immersed in the ecstasy of the moment, the slave
is aware that Simon is still milking his balls- coaxing out his last remaining
sperm. The slave, trembling with emotion, feels his sphincter opening and
closing in time with each of his spurts; he grunts out his pleasure.

Soon, the slave stands spent, the remains of his massive ejaculation lying in
small, gleaming white pools on the floor before him. Looking down, he sees the
residue of his semen dribbling out of his still erect cock and threading its way
to the floor. Slowly, the trembling abates until the slave stands quivering in
the display position.

"Good boy!" Simon "congratulates" the slave by giving him a series of playful
pats on the buttocks. "Slave, with a `display' like that you'll be a firm
favourite at the Patroklos Club. That was TRULY impressive, wouldn't you agree,
Dave?"

"As you say Simon, it was MOST impressive. I'd say there was a lot of `pent-up'
effort went into that". Dave laughs.

"Dave, I WANT this slave!" Simon declares emphatically. "Can we get down to
discussing a price? Has his owner put a value on the slave?'

Dave, sensing Simon's determination to own the slave, decides to "inflate" the
price and quotes Andy Trevorrow's expectation of 8,000 to 9,000 drachmae as the
asking price for the slave. Despite the present low prices for slaves, he
decides that Simon's interest in the slaves warrants a bit of brinkmanship in
negotiating the price. After all, the higher the price he can get for the slave
the larger commission for him.

"Well, his owner did say he expected to get 9,000 for him".

"That's ridiculous! You're joking aren't you, Dave?"

"I'm only acting on the owner's instructions, Simon. What figure do you have in
mind?"

"Well, given the current glut of cheap slaves on the market, I would have
thought the slave is worth about 5,000 to 5,500. As much as I want the slave,
I'm not going to pay an inflated price for him. Is there any leeway for
negotiating, Dave?"

"Simon, I think your price is too low. After all we are looking at a prime slave
here. And yes, I do have the owner's permission to negotiate. How do you feel
about 7,500?"

"That's still too high for me Dave. I'll take my offer to 6,000".

The slave listens with fascinated horror as Dave and Simon haggle over his
market value. His humiliation is complete -he understands that he has no more
standing in the sight of these two men than if he were an animal; which of
course he is. He now knows that he is being sold by private negotiation and with
that comes the realization that he won't be going to auction on Saturday. He has
learned enough from the earlier conversations between the two men to understand
what the future holds for him if he be sold to Simon. He shudders at the thought
of the miserable existence that awaits him as one of Simon's `pleasure' slaves
at the Patroklos Club. Feverishly, his mind reasons that, at auction, he stands
a better chance of attracting a less demanding master, simply because there
could be more buyers looking to buy him. He decides he would rather take his
chances at Saturday's auction. Desperately, he hopes that the current
negotiations will fail.

"Let's make it 7,000 drachmae, Simon. What do you say?"

"I'll go to 6,500 and that's my final offer".

"What say we split the difference and make it 6,750, Simon? I think you would
agree that the slave is worth that even with today's low prices. In normal times
we'd be looking at 10,000 to 12,000 for him".

"You drive a hard bargain, Dave. However, I recognise that he is an exceptional
slave and I agree-6,750 drachmae".

"DONE! The slave is yours, Simon. Congratulations and I'm sure you'll soon be
making a return on your investment in him". Dave comments as the two men shake
hands on the deal.

"You can count on it Dave". Simon laughs.

Dave secretly congratulates himself on the price he's managed to negotiate. It
is considerably more than the 4,500 to 4,800 he'd quoted to Andy Trevorrow
yesterday. No doubt Andy will be pleased with the slave's sale.

Simon is also pleased with the results. Desperate to own the slave, he was
prepared to go as high as 8,000 drachmae if necessary. He too, congratulates
himself on his skilful bargaining.

"Well, all that needs to be done now Simon is for us to arrange payment and draw
up the `transfer of ownership' papers. We'll need to go back to my office for
that".

"Good, Dave. I have a bank draft made payable to you as the selling agent. All I
need to do is to write in the purchase price and then our business is finished".

"What about delivery of the slave, Simon? Do you want me to arrange that for
you?"

"No thanks, Dave. If you could have your steward fasten his wrists behind his
head and snap a leash on his collar, I'll take him with me". Looking at his
watch, Simon adds. "I'll have time to deliver him to Sam Norton's Slave
Chandlers for processing on the way back to the club. I'll `strike while the
iron's hot' so to speak". Then, laughing at his own unintended joke, Simon says.
"Excuse the pun, Dave. I somehow doubt the slave would appreciate my humour
about a hot iron".

"You use Norton's too, do you Simon? We recently signed a contract with him to
operate one of the ancillary stalls on auction day; where he offers a complete
`after sales' service on the newly bought slaves. He offers an `on the spot'
service of skinning, branding, collaring and ringing of the slave; all for very
reasonable prices and he guarantees his work. It's a service that proving to be
popular with the buyers. It saves them the need to do it themselves".

"I'm not surprised his service is proving to be popular, Dave. I don't do `in
house' processing of my slaves anymore. It's too messy. Norton's now handle all
my work for me and I'm happy with him. He does a good job with my slaves and as
you say his prices are reasonable too".

"What will happen to your new slave, Simon? How will he be processed?"

"If I take the slave to Norton's on my way back to the club, they can make a
start on him this afternoon. The biggest part of the processing is to strip him
of his body hair. Sam Norton will coat him with a special depilatory solution
and leave him `strung up' overnight allowing sufficient time for it to work.
Tomorrow morning the slave's body will be hairless and smooth- just as my
patrons want. Then, he'll be hosed down, branded with my house brand, collared
and fitted with his nipple rings and kitted out with his new genital cinches.
Then it'll be time for me to pick him up and take him `home' to the club where
his training will begin in earnest"

"It sounds as though the slave is in for an uncomfortable night, Simon".

"I would think so, Dave. I understand the depilatory solution is very unpleasant
-foul smelling -and painful. Still once it's done that it. It's permanent and
doesn't need to be repeated"

"Simon, I look forward to seeing the slave when I visit. But now, let's go back to
the office and we can finalise the paperwork. While we're doing that my steward can
cuff him and leash him and have him ready for you when you leave".

"Thanks, Dave. It's always a pleasure to do business with you. And I do appreciate
the fact that you alert me to any slaves you think will interest me. I'll make sure
you receive your complimentary pass to visit the Patroklos Club. It'll be my way of
saying `thank you' and I know you'll enjoy the experience".

Numb with the realisation that he is now a "pleasure" slave; the slave stands in
a state of shock, fear and disbelief. Until yesterday, he'd led the comparatively
carefree life- at least for a slave- of a field hand toiling on his former master's
farm. Now he is to embark on a "new' life working in his new master's male brothel.

As the two men leave the room, the distraught slave falls to his knees and sheds
tears of bitter despair.


To be continued ...................