Date: Tue, 17 Apr 2012 00:43:25 -0700 (PDT)
From: Christian Debus <servus4u@ymail.com>
Subject: "The Bezistan Chronicles" Chapter 12  Gay Male / Authoritarian

THE BEZISTAN CHRONICLES
Chapter 12
"Conversations at the Airstrip"

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Written by Jean-Christophe (Chris)
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Chapter 12: "Conversations at the Airstrip"

"Well Geoff, what's your opinion of this new shipment?" Rashid asks Geoff
as they leave the plane and walk towards their tethered pony carts.

"There are excellent specimens, Rashid. Once they are trained they'll make
fine slaves. Of course, I'll know more tomorrow after I've had a chance to
inspect them more thoroughly. One thing you have to admit about Mike, your
former 'harvester', is that he always sent us prime stock. It's a pity we
have lost his expertise. From what you tell me, his replacements don't
sound too promising."

"No doubt you're right on that score, Geoff.  They are dumb creatures and I
don't think they up to the task. But don't be too concerned. Even as we
speak that matter is resolving itself. I don't trust their honesty after
the betrayal of their friend, Mike for the promise of an extra œ70,000.
You see, whilst in London, and after I decided to dispense with Mike's
services, I recruited another harvester, Scott Webster to take over. I also
organized for him to harvest Steve and Craig and even as we speak they are
being prepared for shipment. I've arranged for them to be brought over on a
flight enjoying diplomatic immunity so there won't be any awkward questions
asked. They should be here in a day or two. I love the delicious irony of
it all. I have Mike enslaved and then have his betrayers enslaved."

"I never cease to be amazed at how you mind works, Rashid." Geoff laughs "I
almost feel sorry for them. Still as you said - they're not to be
trusted. Their betrayal of Mike speaks volumes about their characters.  But
tell me, what am I to do with them? Are they of 'pleasure slave' standard?"

"No, their looks are very ordinary and they are only of 'brute slave'
standard. Like Mike they are destined to become heavy duty draft
slaves. They have strong bodies ideal for their roles as beasts- of-
burden. It will be amusing to see the three of them yoked to ploughs to
build up their stamina before joining a team of heavy drafts. When they do
graduate to a draft team, please make sure they're placed in the same
team. That way they can share the experience together."

"I suppose there's poetic justice in the three of them being chained
together; a delicious irony as you said. In that case, once they arrive
I'll process them through quickly. Will you be joining us tomorrow morning
for the new slaves' induction?"

"No I'm sorry Geoff. Regrettably, I have to take part in a video business
conference which will take most of the morning to conclude. I will,
however, be down after lunch to check on progress, if that's alright with
you?"

"Certainly, I look forward to having you with us. Would you like me to
delay the branding of the new slaves until you arrive? As their Master, it
is important that they know you're present at their branding."

"Thank you, Geoff. I agree. It's most important for the newly enslaved to
be branded in the presence of their Master. Their new brands fix in their
minds that they are now owned property and if their Master is present then
they know they now belong to him. It helps to establish a proper
Master/slave bond. It's almost like being present at the birth of one's
son."

As Rashid reaches his pony cart, a waiting slave rushes forward and kneels
in the 'all fours' position and offers his naked back to his master as a
step up into the cart.

Rashid however isn't ready to step into cart. Instead he turns his
attention to Geoff's pony, a magnificent Greek animal aged in his
thirties. Rashid approaches the pony slave and begins a 'hands on'
inspection. He expertly runs his hands over the slave's body judging his
musculature and strength. He takes the slave's cock and balls in his hands
and is rewarded with an instant erection. Satisfied, he turns to the
slave's back, running his hands over the broad shoulders and down the
muscular back to the well-developed rump. Here he cups both muscular
buttocks in his hands and squeezes them to gauge their firmness. Finally,
he thrusts his index finger through the slave's sphincter and feels the
tight grip of the anal muscles on his finger as it explores the moist,
interior of the pony's body. Removing his finger he casually wipes it on
the slave's body then playfully slaps his ass.

"He truly is magnificent, Geoff. The slave is well endowed and hung like a
stallion. How long have you been driving him?"

"For five years now; ever since you acquired him. He is more than
satisfactory; a good, hardworking pony. I've grown quite attached to him
and besides I like looking at his magnificent arse from the driver's
seat. I'm sure there are a few good years in him yet."

"Yes, the slave does possess a truly beautiful arse. Do you fuck him?"

"Yes, whenever I feel the need, Rashid.  Even after all these years his
hole is still a delight to plough. He provides a welcome relief when I'm
doing my rounds of the estate. I often pull over into some shady spot and
fuck him before continuing on my way."

You said he's the sire of the young slave I saw this morning and who now
awaits my return to the palace. Is that so? If that young slave is a sample
of his progeny then we should breed from him. I ask your permission, to use
him as such? As you know I have acquired a small number of new brood mares
and with your permission, I'd like to mate him?"

"By all means use him, Rashid. I'm sure he will relish the opportunity to
service a female. As you know the only sexual relief ponies get is to fuck
each other. I would think a female will make a welcome change to another
pony's arse. But can I ask you- why this sudden desire to breed slaves?
It's something you've not done in the past."

"It's just a whim, Geoff. I thought it would be interesting to breed slaves
in a small way, of course and purely for our own use. Although as they
mature, they could be useful as presents for deserving friends and family
members. And now with my father Prince Youssef's decision to move here it
could be an interesting diversion for him to have a small herd of breeding
slaves.  I'm sure he'd apply the same high standards to that as he has to
his horse stud."

"Rashid, we must do everything in our power to make your father's stay here
happy and worthwhile. We both know that he takes great interest in slaves
and breeding them could be a suitable retirement pastime for him."

"Indeed, Geoff. I'm sure he'd apply himself to this hobby with his usual
enthusiasm. But tell me Geoff, why have you never fucked your pony's colt?
He is exquisite. It surprises me that the slave is still a virgin."

Rashid's question places Geoff in a quandary. For reasons not quite clear
to him, Geoff has always felt a special sympathy towards the young
slave. This both surprises and puzzles Geoff as this concern isn't extended
to the other slaves under his supervision.

Perhaps it was the sight of the young boy and his father being brought
naked before Rashid five years ago. Both were naturally distressed at their
enslavement. At the time, Geoff hadn't felt any sympathy for the father,
whose stupidity was responsible for them now being slaves. But the
innocence of the crying boy had touched him as the plight of no other new
slave ever had.  There wasn't any doubt in Geoff's mind that the boy was
now a slave and would remain so for the rest of his life. Geoff also
accepted the boy's future was to be that of a pony slave as soon as his
physical development allowed.

Geoff even planned to use the young slave as a pony in tandem with his
father. To this end, the boy had been put to work in the stables and
surrounding fields where he was subjected to the same heavy labour and
punishment as all the other slaves. This had resulted in the magnificent
young slave that the boy, Aindrias has become. In this Geoff is well
satisfied. He had taken the scrawny boy and turned him into a valuable
piece of livestock.

Geoff also ensured that the boy's virginity was preserved. He decided that
the slave was not to be violated until he was of a suitable age. The slave
has now reached that age and, this morning, Geoff had arranged for Faris,
the stable-master to have the slave deliver Rashid's ponies and cart to the
front of the palace and wait by the main entrance. Geoff well knew that
Rashid's attention would be aroused by the handsome, young slave. Geoff
considers it better for the slave to enjoy his first fuck as a pleasure
slave for his master, rather than a brutal coupling at the hands of the
stable slaves or the ponies. Geoff's stratagem has worked and Rashid is to
be the one to take the slave's virginity.

Geoff knows that Rashid wouldn't understand these feelings for the
slave. However, Geoff relates his concern for the young slave to the same
that he'd felt towards the young, frightened Rashid at boarding school all
those years ago. Choosing his response carefully, Geoff replies,

"I recognised his potential early in his slavery and decided to nurture his
development. I was right in thinking he would grow into the magnificent
slave that he has become. I also kept him inviolate; for it is only right
that you, his Master, should be the first to sample him and to have first
bite of the cherry."

"Thank you, Geoff. "Rashid laughs, "I shall enjoy eating his cherry as you
so indelicately suggest.  But after I've fucked him, he is yours for the
second bite. As you know, my nephew, Achmed arrives next month for a
visit. I want to equip him with a pony and trap for his personal use while
he's here. Could this slave be made available for use as a pony do you
think?"

"I don't see a problem with that, Rashid. I'll make it a matter of priority
that he's made ready and available for Achmed's use."

"Thank you, Geoff and is it possible that the slave is also available to
Achmed for pleasure and leisure. Can he be made ready for this too, at such
short notice?"

"Again I don't see a problem."

"Then, have the slave opened up and stretched enough to accommodate
Achmed's organ? I don't know how experienced Achmed is at fucking but I
would like to think this slave can adequately assist him in any of his
amateurish fumbling. He must know how to use his body to give his young
Master the sexual gratification a young man is entitled to experience with
a slave.  Perhaps you could undertake this part of the slave's training
yourself?"

"I'll work on it, Rashid."

Suddenly, Rashid chuckles and adds.

"Another thought is to for you to use your pony for the task. It could be a
father/son affair-a veritable 'labour of love'. Anyway, after I've finished
with him tonight, I'll have him returned to the stables in time for him to
be harnessed up tomorrow morning. I look forward to seeing him running in a
pony trap very soon."

Now ready to take his leave, Rashid steps up onto the back of the kneeling
slave and settles himself onto the driver's seat. Immediately, the slave
stands up, retrieves the ponies' reins and offers them to his
Master. Taking them from the slave, Rashid has one final request of his
estate manager.

"Don't forget to have these two whipped tonight," Rashid points at the two
African ponies.  "Twenty strokes each should teach them not to urinate and
defecate at my front door.  Tomorrow, they are to be taken to the fields
and yoked to a plough indefinitely. When I return to the stables, I'll have
them delivered to the Bezistan for their punishments. I look forward to
having my new Australian team waiting for me in the morning."

"I'll see to the whippings myself as soon as we have finished here." Geoff
replies.  "You won't be disappointed with the Australian ponies,
Rashid. They are perfectly matched; both with big, beefy arses that are
pure muscle and both are hung like stallions. They are a delight to drive
and I'm sure you won't get tired of watching their magnificent bodies in
action."

"Thank you Geoff, as always I can rely on you. I'll see you after lunch
tomorrow. For now though, I bid you a good afternoon." With that Rashid
lashes his driver's whip across the ponies' rumps and they break into a
fast trot. Eagerly, Rashid heads them towards home and the young slave
waiting in his apartments for his return. The thought of the slave's
magnificent body and tight, virgin ass-hole causes his cock to harden and
lengthen in anticipation.

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After Rashid's departure, Geoff reflects that there is still much to be
done before he can call an end to the day's labours. The added chore of
punishing Rashid's ponies will add an extra two hours onto an already
exhausting day.

These whippings can't be hurried as a necessary part of the punishment is
to have the slaves suffer for as long as possible. The time between having
them strung up onto the whipping frame and the time they are taken down can
be as long as an hour or more likely ninety minutes. The actual whippings
will be slow with a time delay between each stroke so that both slaves can
savour the pain and reflect on their misdemeanours.

Geoff is tired after the day's activity and looks forward to a leisurely
dinner and some entertainment from his own pleasure slaves. The problem for
Geoff is which of them he'll take into his bed and fuck - perhaps both.
Though, for now, he still has the new slaves to attend to.

Geoff walks over to where the cages containing the new slaves are grouped
together. Geoff notes that the slaves are sweating profusely in the fierce
heat and that their bodies are attracting the same insects that are feeding
on the draft slaves' bodies. This is something they will have to get used
to - they will be spending their days naked in the hot sun and no
allowances will be made for their discomfort. The sooner they acclimatise
to their new conditions the better for them. Geoff notices Jalal and Ghalib
are having an animated conversation in front of the cages. He guesses,
rightly, that they are discussing the slaves they have been given to train
and arguing over which of them has made the better choice.

"Show me, Jalal, and you Ghalib, the fortunate, new slaves you have chosen
as your trainees?"  Geoff asks intervening in the discussion between the
two overseers.

"Certainly sir," Jalal answers and directs Geoff's attention to the two
cages containing Jude and Declan. "These are the two I have picked. I'm
sure you will agree they are magnificent young slaves?"

"That they are, Jalal! I commend you on your choices. Now show me the
slaves you have chosen, Ghalib?"

Gleefully, Ghalib points out the American twins, Josh and Jake. "Sir, what
is your opinion of these two slaves? I believe I have made the better
choice, don't you agree?"

"These four slaves are all worthy recipients of your attention and
training." Geoff answers tactfully. "Respectfully, I suggest that there be
some interaction between the four of them during their training. If you
both work together, then instead of only having two slaves to fuck, you
each will have four. I would like to examine them more closely but it is
getting late and we need to get them into the cells before dark. Besides
the animals are covered in their own filth and I'm not keen to touch them."

"Thank you for your suggestion. Ghalib and I will do as you suggest. I'm
sure we will appreciate having four slaves to 'break-in' rather than just
two. Do you want us to start loading the slaves into the transports?"

"Yes please, Jalal. But be sure to shackle their ankles and wrists.  We
don't want any trouble loading them. Once they are loaded, I will leave it
to you to get them to the isolation compound.  I need to go ahead and
arrange for the flogging of the Prince Rashid's ponies."

"Sir, could I make a suggestion?" Ghalib asks. "Why don't you leave now to
organise the whippings? I'm sure we can handle the transportation of the
new livestock. If you were to have the African ponies ready for their
floggings by the time we arrive, then these new slaves can be spectators
and learn what will happen to them should they transgress."

"Thank you for your suggestion, Ghalib. It's an excellent idea. As you say
the new slaves will gain from the experience of watching their fellow
slaves' punishment. Do you agree, Jalal?"

But of course, sir." Jalal answers enthusiastically. "You can rely on
Ghalib and me to handle matters at this end."

"Then I will leave it to you to get the slaves loaded and transported. I
look forward to seeing you back at the Bezistan." Geoff says as he walks to
his pony trap. He settles himself onto the seat, whips the pony into a
brisk trot and quickly disappears into the shimmering heat haze.

Jalal and Ghalib now turn their attentions to the newly arrived slaves.


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



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