Date: Fri, 12 May 2006 16:50:17 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Future

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	      The Future Chapter 1 - Introduction to Slavery


The year was 2050, there had been no major conflict in the world for nearly
twenty years.  Tolerance had reached a level whereby anarchy reigned in
almost every community in the Western world. Schools had virtually given up
trying to teach because of disruptive pupils and crime rates were rising to
alarming proportions. The leaders of the supposedly civilised nations met
for a secret summit to try to solve the problem.

"We think in the U.S. of America that we need to kill tolerance of bad
behaviour and petty crime in one draconian measure. We are therefore going
to reintroduce slavery as a punishment for any crime against the person,
the community or property. For anyone under sixteen the punishment will be
the whip or cane, particularly for disruptive schoolchildren. Slavery will
be for life and besides personal house slaves who will be bought at auction
to fund community projects there will be a large group who will be retained
by local authorities to keep their areas clean and well maintained.
Law-abiding citizens will therefore benefit from improved living conditions
in all aspects of their lives.  We anticipate that in the first year we
will probably have one million slaves.  We have already drawn up a
slave-training programme and my legislators have the new laws ready for the
statute books."

The remainder of the leaders were amazed at such a bold initiative and
almost to a man asked for details to be forwarded in confidence to them and
could they send observers to see how it worked.


Six months into the scheme, the improvements in living conditions were
remarkable. The slave laws had been amended, training programmes advanced
to meet the changed situation and new thoughts on slave usage.  It was
considered that if slaves could be used for sexual pleasure as well as work
the incidence of sexual crime would also fall. When a slave was put up for
auction, the owner could elect to train the slaves themselves or put them
into a slave-training programme in the desired category. Slaves had no
rights and could be slaughtered like animals if their owners wished. In
consequence any kind of mutilation could also be carried out such as Tongue
or Vocal Chord Removal, Castration, Surgical removal of a male slaves
penis, anything.

By the end of the first year, the change in the U.S.A. was remarkable, true
to predictions, there were over one million slaves and the rate of increase
was slowing considerably.



Tyler Moore was the second son of a wealthy Florida family. He was also a
chancer. He was sixteen years old and before his birthday had returned home
from school frequently with a sore butt from punishment beatings.  His
crimes were really no more than pranks but he tended to go over the top
hence the sore butt.  Incredible good looks and a charming personality,
superb sportsman with the body to go with it made him an all round popular
guy with his teachers but it gave him the idea that he would always be
chastised mildly for his antics. I suppose many would say he was arrogant.
He was therefore shattered when after a prank went wrong and damage was
done to school property he found himself in court, convicted and condemned
to slavery for life.

"You can't do this to me judge, I'm not a criminal."

"In the eyes of the law you are boy. Now strip. Slaves don't wear clothes."

"No. I'm not taking my clothes off in front of all these people. Dad tell
them they can't do this to me."

Mr. Moore Sr. with his eldest son alongside him was crying quietly knowing
that he had lost his youngest and brightest son forever. He would now be a
non-person. Even if he was auctioned locally and seen by his family in the
locality, they would never again be able to acknowledge him.

The slave police entered the court and in front of every one cut the
clothes from Tyler, removed his shoes and socks, took his neck chain and
watch. As Tyler tried to cover himself, his hands were cuffed behind his
back and he was held upright facing the court.

"Be it known that Tyler Moore's name will be struck from the list of
citizens of this country and his S.I.N. (Slave Identity Number) will be
entered on the slave register. Take him down to the slave pens. He will be
auctioned with others at the Saturday auction in this county

Moore Sr. realised that it was possible Tyler would be sold to a local
owner and therefore be seen regularly. He was devastated. The younger Moore
however was delighted. Despite being the elder son, his father had always
lavished attention on Tyler ignoring Tab and never giving praise for his
achievements that were nearly as good.

Tyler was about as uncooperative as it was possible to be when he reached
the slave pens so one of the slave police bent him over a whipping horse
while the other one administered ten very hard lashes with a rattan
cane. Tyler was screaming with pain at the end and could barely stand. He
had never known pain like it.

"You listen good boy or you are going to be stripped of your skin with a
whip before you even make it to the auction block. Whatever you are asked
to do now and for the remainder of your life, you do instantly. No matter
how demeaning, how revolting, whatever, you do it.  Do you understand?"

Tyler nodded through his pain.

Another hard slap on his buttock made him jump and squeal.

"When you reply to a question boy you say 'Yes Sir Yes.' Do you
understand?"

"Yes Sir Yes."

"Good boy. Now, whenever you are in the presence of free people, whatever
their sex or age you always stand like this. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir Yes."

"Good, do it."

Tyler stood legs astride his head bowed. His wrists were undone and he
gripped them together behind his back.

"I don't want to see you looking free people in the eye unless you are told
to. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir Yes"

"Right, now play with yourself and get hard."

"No way man that is disgusting."

Tyler had been naked in the locker rooms and showers during sports and P.E
but had never done anything remotely resembling playing with himself in
front of anyone else, not even his brother. Before he could say anything
more, he was held over the bench again and received another ten lashes with
the cane. His screams were blood curdling.  On top of the previous ten
these felt like a knife was being drawn across his buttocks.

"Oh God please stop." he sobbed in between each one.

"You had better start learning boy or you are going to be seriously damaged
property before you leave here which will mean you being used for the most
menial jobs, like cleaning out sceptic tanks and sewer pipes."

Through the pain, Tyler understood what was said and struggled to
acknowledge.

"Yes Sir Yes." he said in a voice not yet under control.

"Stand with your legs as wide apart as you can get them and bend forward to
hold your ankles.  Do not move again until you are told to."

He did as he was told but jumped a mile when the guard put a finger in his
arse crack.

"You just don't learn boy do you?"

He was put over the whipping bench again but this time was restrained at
wrists and ankles.

Before the first stroke had landed, he was screaming and begging for mercy.

"I promise I won't be bad again, oh God please don't beat me again. I'll do
anything you ask.  I promise."

The first stroke was like nothing on earth he could conceive of. His brain
shut off the pain was so intense. As he slid into unconsciousness, Tyler
could hear his own scream fading. When he came to he was throwing up and
the pain was all over his body.

He heard one of the guard's say. "He's conscious Tom."

Another mighty stroke landed and again his scream faded as he lost
consciousness.

When he came to the next time, he could not stop shaking. The pain was
intense and he was terrified of receiving another. He could not hear or see
anyone and that made his terror even more acute. Time was difficult to
judge lying there but he thought it must have been at least an hour before
the guards came back.

"Well that dinner was damned good for a change Harry. Do you want to finish
off this slave or shall I continue?"

Tyler threw up again and his terror was so acute he loosed his bowels and
bladder as well.  He was blubbering and screaming for mercy being almost
totally incoherent.  His speech was being fuelled by his terror.

"Ah, I think our boy may have got the message. Put him in his cage for the
night and we can continue this in the morning."

Tyler was shoved into a cage only just big enough for him to lie down in.
The guards hosed him down and the floor where he had been sick and the
rest. He lay shivering and unable to sleep for the remainder of the night.



Tab had driven straight from the court to the home of his best bud.

"Joe you are never going to believe this, my snotty little brother has been
convicted in court and he is a slave to be auctioned in three weeks time
after slave training. Do you realise we could well see him around here if
he is bought locally. I hope he is, and a sadistic homosexual buys him. He
deserves beating and fucking at every opportunity."

"Crikey Tab, wouldn't it be great if Dad bought him. I know he is looking
for another house servant, he thinks it is time I had someone to look after
my quarters and particularly to keep all my clothes looking good for
college. I know you only live a few miles away, but my house is closer to
college than yours is so we could use that as an excuse for you to stay
with me during the week and only go home at weekends. Then my slave could
look after both of us."

"Oh crikey Joe. I'm almost wetting my pants at the thought of it."

Joe and Tab had been friends since grade school. Joe's father was C.E.O. of
a major automobile engine producer and the family lived in a huge house sat
in acres of landscaped gardens overlooking the river. One free man and a
shed load of house and grounds slaves ran the whole estate.

When Tab left Joe sought out his Father.

"Dad I hear there is a slave auction at the local market three weeks on
Saturday. It might save a long drive to another auction if we could find a
suitable one for me locally."

"That's a good idea son. I'm free that Saturday as well so it couldn't be
more convenient.  You really should have a personal servant. I want you to
be single minded about your studies, not having to organise mundane things
like cleaning your rooms and looking after your clothes."

"Once I have a servant Dad can Tab stay during the week. We study together
all the time, it is crazy to send him across town every night. I am sure if
you have a word with his Dad he will ok it."

Tab's Father worked for Joe's Father so there was no chance of a refusal.



The following morning the guards entered the slave sleeping area at seven
and pulled a very bleary-eyed Tyler from his cage. The first thing they did
was hose him down with cold water.  He was very sore and stiff.

"Are you going to behave yourself today boy?"

"Yes Sir Yes."

"Good. The first thing to do today is have your S.I.N. tattooed on your
arm.  Your new owner will decide what other adornments you will
have. You'll be shaved as well.  So come with us."

Tyler was not restrained in any way but followed close behind the two
guards. His S.I.N.  was tattooed on the inside of his left arm in one-inch
high letters.

"Learn that number boy so that if you are ever called you will know it is
you."

Next, he was taken to the barber who gave him a number two all over. Tyler
couldn't help himself, he cried as his beautiful hair fell to the
floor. Next came his pubic hair. He was about to jump back when the barber
gripped his bottom to hold him steady and Tyler could feel the pain from
yesterday. By the time he was free to go, he had no hair on his body except
the little on his head. He was given fifteen minutes to eat breakfast,
which was disgusting food, but he was so hungry he wolfed down all of it.

"Good boy, now back to the training room."

Once inside the same room as yesterday Tyler was confronted by several
other slaves, mostly older than he was.

"Now 111345 I want you to stand in front of these other slaves and show
them how big your dick is when hard."

Tyler started to shake.

"Did you here me 111345?"

"Yes Sir Yes"

Blushing terribly Tyler started to play with himself but he found it so
difficult to get hard until he saw another young slave getting stiff
watching him. It was such a turn on to see another hard cock particularly
as it was long and on a really cute guy and he was hard in no time.

"Good boy, now turn round and spread your legs wide, bend over and grip
your ankles. 111347, I want you to finger fuck 111345."

Tyler squeezed his eyes shut and tried hard not to throw up again. No one
had ever touched his bottom never mind putting fingers up it.  He could
feel the number of fingers increasing and realised that he was turned on by
what was being done to him.

Nothing worse than that happened during the remainder of the indoctrination
that day. For the next three weeks he was taught the kind of stuff his
mother did for the three men in the house, washing, ironing and
cleaning. Tyler's Father did not believe in slavery and in consequence,
despite his senior management position they had none. By the Saturday when
he was due to be auctioned, his bottom bruises had gone and he was looking
good again.

He was briefed on auction procedures early on Saturday morning and his
guards gave him a practice run.

He was chained by one ankle to a ring in the floor and told to stand with
his hands clasped behind his head. The guards walked round him stroking
him, playing with his cock, finger fucking him and occasionally slapping
his arse with their hands. He was told not to react o any of it.

An hour before viewing started he was given an enema, which he hated,
showered, fed, given brush and powder to clean his teeth and lightly oiled
to make his skin shine.

Without any doubt Tyler was the finest looking specimen there and at only
sixteen the youngest.  A keen sportsman since he could remember he worked
out most days in the school gym and was meticulous in the care he took of
everything to do with his body and personal hygiene. Sex was not something
he thought about because he was so narcissistic. He wasn't interested in
boys even naked in the locker room apart from a quick look to see if his
appendage was longer than the others were. It was, he had a more than
adequate uncut penis, about five inches soft that hung attractively over a
larger than average ball sac. Boys looked at him in the showers and girls
chased him the remainder of the time.  It was because of his attitude that
he was considered arrogant. In consequence, he had few true friends and
most of his brother's friends openly disliked him.

It was certain he would command a huge price at one of the state auctions
but here, locally, he would sell, quite possibly to a dealer for a quite
modest sum.

Soon after he was chained for viewing the doors opened and the first people
he saw were Joe and his Dad. He blushed scarlet and kept his head down. Joe
had three girls with him who were from Tyler's year but not his class at
school, they all knew him except Joe's Father.  Tab and he did not look
like brothers. Joe made a beeline for Tyler and immediately started to feel
him all over, lifting his cock and playing with it, sticking a finger up
his arse and then making him lick it clean.

Tyler nearly threw up until he saw his guard frowning from across the
arena.  The girls were giggling and making comments that Tyler could not
hear.

"You can play with him if you want to girls, he is only a slave now so you
won't be doing any thing wrong."

One of them, bolder than the others felt his prick and caressed his
buttocks. Tyler was mortified. She took her cue from Joe and pushed a
finger into his anus again making him lick it and then suck on her finger
before doing the same again.

"That is very sexy Joe, when he is your slave can we come round to your
house and play with him?"

"Oh yes, it will be fun to watch him being sexually and physically abused
by a girl."

Ty thought he would rather be sold as a menial than have to suffer this
kind of humiliation.


"Dad, 111345 looks very buff. Good skin tone and well muscled. He is only
sixteen. It would be great to have a personal slave younger than me and he
is the only one here who fits that criterion. His sheet shows that he has
only been enslaved for a minor crime and they have trained him as a house
slave. He looks ideal. He is a beautiful specimen Dad, if he was ever
unsatisfactory, I am sure you could sell him to a high-class male
whorehouse at a nice profit. It would be fun to train him as well because
he wouldn't have any preconceived ideas about what is required of him."

Tyler blushed even more. Joe's Father looked in his mouth, felt his
muscles, ran his hand over each arse cheek, just the same as he would have
done if he were buying livestock.

When the auction started, Tyler was first on the block. The auctioneer
extolled all his assets and played with him all the time eventually getting
him an erection by finger fucking him and hitting his prostate. He was as
red as a beetroot with embarrassment because he could see females in the
audience. Two of them were girls from Joe's class, plus the three from his
year that he had seen previously, they were giggling as they watched Tyler
being played with. The only plus was that his cock was impressive enough to
elicit gasps from the audience as he reached full erection.

"As you can see ladies and gentlemen this young slave is only basically
trained and new to slavery, he is also exceptionally well endowed for such
a young specimen. He is putty waiting to be moulded to your will."

The bidding was brisk but eventually Joe's Father's money was too much for
the competition.  At the end of the auction, the owners came through to the
display area to have their slaves personalised and take them home.

"You go and get him decorated to your preference Joe, but remember what you
do could affect his resale value so don't be silly."

Joe stood in front of Tyler with a huge grin on his face. The slave guard
stood next to him and said,

"What would you like done to this slave Sir."

"Mmm, tell me how you go about ringing their nose, nipples and ears."

Tyler looked aghast and then dropped his head quickly. There were tears in
his eyes as he thought what he would look like with a ring through his nose
like an animal and he wasn't an animal.

"We don't use anaesthetic Sir we just crunch through the septum and the
same for nipples and ears, but of course there is no bone to worry about
there. We restrain him of course and put a rubber shield in to stop him
biting off his tongue.  The pain is quite excruciating but only lasts a
little while.  We can also cut out his tongue at the same time if you want
a silent slave and of course, we will circumcise him if you wish. The vet
is here now and will do it while you wait. Castration and penis removal are
also available."

"That is quite a lot to think about. Can I bring him back later when I have
had time to think about it"

"No problem, are you going to take him now Sir?"

"Yes I might as well. I don't know if he will fit into my trunk though,
still I suppose I could let him ride in the passenger seat just this once.
Oh, I do want this collar fitted.  We keep these on the estate. If the
slave goes further away than authorised, the collar gives us a warning and
him a jolt of electricity that immobilises him. We can then pick him up and
punish him."

Tyler was bundled into the trunk and Joe drove him home.

As soon as they were in his suite Joe looked at Tyler and said,

"Look at me slave."

Tyler looked at the boy who for years had been his brother's best
friend. He had played sports with him been to parties with him treated him
almost like another brother, but he had always been arrogant around Joe and
pushed his luck frequently. Now he could not get away from him whatever he
did.

"I don't like numbers so I am going to call you Toro instead of 111345. If
you displease me seriously, ever, you will be ringed like a bull. For minor
acts that annoy me, I shall use a chastiser like my rattan cane. You will
obey every order I give you instantly. If I give you to a friend, you will
obey him the same. When I have friends here, whatever they want to do to
you or with you you will do it. Do you understand?"

"Yes Joe."

Joe swung the flat of his hand as hard as he could at Tyler's cheek
knocking him over.

"If you call me by my name ever again I will have you flogged until you
have no skin left on your body. Now do you understand?

"Yes Sir Yes." Tyler replied from his position on the floor looking
terrified at this new development.

"Good, now get up. You will call me Master, but all my guests Sir."

"Yes Master."

"Good, now undress me."

Tyler did, clumsily.

"We will have to teach you to do that more seductively."  Joe sat in an
easy chair.

"Now give me a blow job Toro, let's see how good you are."

Tyler stood mouth agape looking directly at Joe.

"If my cock isn't in your mouth in two seconds you won't believe how much
pain I can inflict on you, and I shall punish you anyway for daring to look
me straight in the eyes."

Tyler didn't really have a clue resulting in a less than average orgasm.

"Swallow my cum Toro and next time there had better be much more of
it. That was a piss poor blowjob."

The tears were in Tyler's eyes again. He felt so humiliated.

"I am going to send you to the slave quarters for the remainder of the day
to learn how to suck cock decently. I will be mortified if you can't give
my friend Tab a better orgasm than you have given me."

Tyler couldn't believe what he had just heard. Joe was going to make him
give his own brother a blowjob, what else he wondered would develop over
time.

He wasn't long in finding out. Tyler was in Joe's quarters after dinner,
stood in a corner facing the room, in slave standing position. Tab walked
in took one look at his brother and promptly behaved as though he was not
there.

"Joe, hi. Tell me about the slave auction, was it fun?"

"Oh yes, there were only a couple of tasty ones but you could walk round
and play with all of them, stick your finger up their arse give them a
wank, any thing. If you wanted to fuck one you could take him to a private
room. I didn't. I thought you and I might do it here later on. I have
plenty of lube. I guess we had better use it. I don't really want to damage
him if we are going to fuck him regularly."

Tyler was appalled giving his brother a blowjob was going to be humiliating
enough, but to take his cock up his arse as well was unbelievable. He broke
at the thought.  He threw himself down in front of Joe crying his eyes out.

"Please Master, don't let my own brother fuck me. Oh God please not that."

Joe was so angry at Tyler's outburst he jumped up, picked up the rattan
cane from his desk and laid into Tyler like a maniac.

"How dare you? First thing Monday morning I am taking you back to the slave
centre. I am going to have your tongue cut out for your impertinence
tonight and a huge ring put through your nose. I am also going to have you
circumcised and branded. Every painful procedure I can think of is going to
be carried out on you."

Tab had been delighted at his brother's slavery but was shocked by the
ferocity of Joe's attack

Tyler was on the floor eaten up with pain. There were welts all over his
body making him look very unattractive.

"Get out of here slave and go to the slave quarters."

Tyler crawled from Joe's quarters in the depth of despair at the way his
life had changed.  This was for life, he would never again know the freedom
of the boy he was only a few weeks ago, but worse, he was going to be
reminded of it every day by being the slave of his brother's best friend.

Joe sent for Tyler the next morning immediately after the family breakfast.

"Good morning Toro, How are you this morning?"

"Good morning Master. I am very sore and very sorry for my outburst
yesterday"

"Good boy, what did you have for breakfast?"

"I had oats thank you Master."

"What did you have your last Sunday morning of freedom Toro?"

"I had OJ, bacon and eggs, toast and preserves Master."

Joe fell back on his bed laughing fit to burst.

"How the mighty are fallen. You arrogant little prick, you are going to eat
that shit every day for the remainder of your life. What do you think of
that?"

"Whatever pleases you Master."

"Oh I like it. Where's the smart rejoinder Tyler? Where's the sneering
little shit my best bud has had to call brother all these years?"

"He is dead Master and Toro begs to be allowed to follow him."

Joe stopped laughing.

"What did you say Slave?"

"Please let me die Master. I have never known such pain or such degradation
as has been heaped on me these last three weeks. I beg you kill me."

Joe didn't know what to say or do. He looked at Tyler and saw a beautiful
boy sunk deep in a suicidal depression.

"Don't be ridiculous you are a valuable commodity on this estate, now, take
my clothes off and give me a blowjob."

Tyler did as he was told showing considerable improvement on yesterday.

"That was much better Toro, you can spend another couple of hours with the
trainer today.  Now get up on the bed on all fours and point your arse at
me. I want to finger fuck you for a little while during my study period."

Joe lay back on his bed fingering Tyler while he read a chapter from his
English book ready for class on Monday. He had lubricated all five digits
on one hand and kept increasing the number he was using until he had all
five inside Tyler's bottom.  Tab walked in on the scene as Joe was rotating
the five and moving them in and out.

"That looks interesting Joe, but wouldn't a cock be more satisfying?"

"Yeah I guess so but I need to finish this reading. Do you want to try him?
He can suck you first and then when you are ready I will relinquish his
arse and you can fuck him."

"Mmm, that sounds good.

Tab undressed and knelt in front of his brother.

"Ok Slave, excite me."

Tyler sucked on his brother's cock using his hands to make him even more
excited.

"That is pretty damn good for a novice Toro. Another few weeks and he
should be good enough to try our friends as well. Don't you think so Joe?"

"Yeah, the trainer did a good job in under a day. With the practice he is
going to get with us two every day this week he will be ready for partying
by Friday."

"Slave, on your back with your legs in the air and spread wide. I want to
watch you as I fuck you. You have been fucking me over for so many years I
am going to enjoy doing it to you every day."

Tyler was as hard as a rock despite the humiliation. Joe had continually
hit his prostate while finger fucking him. He was almost ready to cum and
felt dirty being turned on by this treatment.

"Look at the shitty big dick on this little cocksucker Joe. Can't you have
it removed surgically? Let's face it, he is not likely to use it again now
that he's a slave is he, might as well castrate him as well. Nothing to get
in the way then however we want to enter him."

Tab was delighted with the look of terror on Tyler's face while he waited
for Joe's answer.

"Yeah, it's a thought but he does look very sexy as a complete male and I
think Dad would be pissed off if I had him mutilated."

Tab entered his brother violently enjoying the scream that came from his
lips. He then powered into him. Tyler was crying with the shock of taking
his first cock and seeing his brother take his virginity. His sobbing was
pitiful to listen to. It should have melted the hardest heart and caused
Joe to watch the action wondering how Tab could do this to his own brother
and apparently gain so much pleasure from it. With one last violent thrust,
Tab planted an enormous volume of cum inside Tyler.

"I am going to breed you every night this week if Joe allows it, and for as
many weeks into the future as possible. Three more years at college, I
should have fucked you over a thousand times. About the same number of
times you have fucked me over all these years, Daddies special boy."

When Tab pulled out Tyler curled up in a ball sobbing his heart out.

"Go to the slave quarters Toro I don't want to listen to that noise."

Tyler crawled out of the room and returned to his pallet where all the
house slaves slept.  Despite being by far the youngest and prettiest of the
slaves, no one else touched him that day.

It was early evening when Joe summoned Tyler again.

"Lie on the bed Toro on your stomach."

Tyler wondered what devilment Joe had planned for him now. Suddenly he felt
a cool salve being rubbed gently into the welts of yesterday's beating.

"I'm sorry Toro, I shouldn't have done that, this is new to both of us. I
have never had a personal slave before. You always were an arrogant little
shit but you are beautiful and I want to enjoy your body now that it is
mine."

Tyler didn't know what to say settling for nothing to be safe.

"I'm not taking you back to the slave centre, I'm going to try not to hurt
you again, but you will be my sex slave and service my friends when I want
you to so you must learn to behave and obey instantly. I will try to make
Tab calm down when he is fucking you."

"Thank you Master."

"I am going to fuck you now. Just a quick one, I have never done it before
but you have such a cute butt and I have wanted to fuck it for ages."

He was very gentle, using lots of lube to make sure he did not hurt him.
When he finished he cuddled Tyler kissing him gently all over his face,
finally giving him a passionate kiss on the lips. Tyler snuggled up close
and rested his head on Joe's chest.

"Are you gay Master?"

"Yes Ty, but if you ever tell a soul I will let you die but in such agony
that you will not believe."

He spent a more comfortable night in slave quarters and woke rested and
ready to start his new life properly. Joe sent for him before leaving for
college.

"You will be with Manuel all day today. He will teach you how to look after
my clothes and keep my quarters clean. When Tab moves in tonight, he will
tell you what he wants and how he wants it done. Try not to make too many
mistakes with his things. I don't want to have to show him how much I care
for you by stopping him beating you."

"Thank you Master, I'll try my best."

"Off you go Toro I must get ready for college. Tomorrow you can help. I
will ask Manuel to put a small bed in my dressing room, you will be more
comfortable there. You will have to get up to prepare and serve our
breakfasts but I will give you an alarm clock."

When Joe and Tab arrived home from college Tyler was at slave standing
position by the door to Joe's suite. He had showered and received an enema
before leaving the slave quarters.

As soon as they had discarded their college gear Tab called Tyler to
undress him and put his clothes away, then unpack all his clothes and bring
a pair of boxers for him to wear.

"He is not bad Joe for his first day as a valet. He could do a lot better
though so perhaps a little reminder of what will happen if he doesn't
improve will not go amiss."

"Ok Tab, but I don't want anymore welts on him. I went over the top
yesterday but I don't want you to. Here use this. It's a slave paddle and
will bruise but not bring up welts. Try not to bruise him today, we will
save the severe punishments for when he deserves them."

"Ok Slave, bend over the chair and grip the legs. Spread your legs wide. I
think ten should be enough for now and then I am going to fuck you before
you shower me."

Tab was as vicious as Tyler expected. He was sobbing uncontrollably at the
end and then screamed as his brother once again entered him violently.

"Tab, you need to take it easy when you fuck him or you are going to damage
him for everyone else."

"Come on Joe, when there are half a dozen of us fucking him at one session
his arse is going to need to be able to take it."

"I'm serious Tab, he is soft and delicious inside I don't want him bleeding
and developing scar tissue in there. Manuel has told me of sex slaves who
after only a few months are lousy fucks because their arse is ruined by
scar tissue that makes it hard and ridged."

"Are you going soft on him Joe?"

Tab said it in the same sneering voice that Tyler knew he used to use. Joe
obviously recognised it and looked at Tyler before snarling at Tab.

"That's none of your fucking business. Just don't fuck up my slave ok."

"Ok bud, I'll be gentle with him, well gentler."

He looked at Tyler and sniggered.

"Hey, how about we let him shower us together."

"Ok. Toro shower us and dress us for dinner. While we are at dinner you can
tidy up our clothes and get clean ones out for the morning."

Tyler soaped and rinsed both of them, being careful not to spend too much
time on the groin area, particularly his brother's. While he was towelling
Tab dry, he got another erection.

"Damn it Joe, this slave makes me so hot. Have I got time for another
blowjob before dinner?"

"Yeah, I guess, if you make it quick."

"Right slave, see how quickly you can take another mouthful of protein."

When he had once again filled his brother with cum Tab said,

"Hey Joe, if we do this a few times every night you won't have to feed him,
we will have given him all the protein he needs."

He laughed at his own joke and Tyler blushed again. He wondered if he would
ever get used to being treated like a non-person.

After dinner, Tab set to again humiliating his brother. While he and Joe
carried out their homework assignments, he made Tyler stand near him bent
over and pulling his arse cheeks apart. At intervals, he would stick a
couple of fingers in his love shoot and wriggle them round, after which he
would make Tyler turn round and lick them clean.

"I wouldn't want to kiss that mouth tonight Joe, he is eating so much arse
juice it must be revolting."

Tyler was sobbing quietly at this further degradation by his own brother.
What was worse however was that his prostate was being caressed all the
time making him hard and Tab would hit it every time he turned round so
that it went soft again. It became very painful causing him, eventually to
scream at the pain.

"Tab, you have to take it easy on Toro, you are going to damage him."

"Yeah ok but I still think you are being soft on the little shit."

When they had finished their evening assignments, they decided on a spit
roast.

"Toro, I want you to give me a blowjob while Tab watches. When I am ready I
am going to fuck you and Tab is going to let you blow him again."

Tyler gave Joe the best blowjob he could and with his further training, it
was getting very good.

"That is very good boy. Now to see if you can show the same improvement
with a fuck."

Manuel had told him about using his muscles and rotating his hips so when
Joe entered him having used plenty of lube Tyler gave him a fantastic
orgasm very quickly.

"Toro that was too good. I need you to make me last longer than that. We
will have to practice together."

Tab was obviously pissed off with Joe's praise of his brother and showed it
by violently raping Tyler's mouth and then shooting all over his face.

"Well you cum slut you still have plenty of room for improvement. Another
paddling is called for I think."

"No Tab that is enough for one day. Toro, slave quarters for a shower and
bed. Have our morning OJ ready for us by 0730. And I don't want to see that
horrible stubble, shave totally all the time"

"Yes Master, Goodnight."

"You are too soft on him Joe, the little shit should be kept in a permanent
state of pain."

"No Tab, I know you resent him enormously but he is learning fast here and
he is becoming a very adequate sex object. I want to keep seeing
improvements and that won't happen if he is in pain. Chastising him is
something he should expect if he slacks off or performs badly.  Not to
satisfy your sadistic streak."

"You aren't developing some sought of affection for him are you Joe?"

Joe blushed but retorted,

"Don't be bloody stupid, he's a slave and I'm not queer. He is just going
to be a real sex object when we can't get pussy. His arse and mouth every
night beats no sex at all. I may never have to jack off again, ever thought
of that?"

"Yeah, it could be good."

The routine for the remainder of the week was the same. All day Tyler was
training in household chores and Manuel started to use him sexually making
the excuse he was teaching him, which he was. Tyler was never allowed to
cum, that only happened with his Master's permission. The result was that
he was almost permanently hard because Joe didn't let him cum very
often. Tab was curbed with his sadism and on the weekend, he saw neither of
them because of some weekend shindig they attended.

The following week was similar and although Tab found an excuse to beat him
several times and still fucked him quite violently Tyler felt more able to
accommodate him.

The biggest difference was Tuesday evening after dinner Joe brought in the
girl who had fingered him at the auction. Ty stood in a corner at slave
standing and blushed a deep red as he saw her.

"Sally, Tab and I will just sit back in the chairs and leave you a free
reign. You can do anything you like to him and ask him to do anything you
would like. He may not however fuck you, slaves are not allowed to
penetrate free women.

"Don't worry Joe I am not about to show any of you my more delicate parts.

"Toro, you will obey the lady without question and address her as ma'am if
she speaks to you.  Do you understand?"

"Yes Master." Was Tyler's reply but he really wanted to beg to be spared
this humiliation.

"Stand here in the centre of the floor Toro facing your Master."

Tyler did, and was immediately told, "Slave inspect."

Sally started stroking his body all over eventually concentrating on his
cock and balls.  She was very gentle with her caressing and despite the
humiliation Tyler was very soon hard as iron. She concentrated on his balls
for a little while and then ordered him to turn round, spread his legs
wider and bend over.

"Use your hands to pull your bottom cheeks apart Toro."

Ty was mortified, this was too embarrassing for words.

"When you put fingers in him Joe do you use any lubricant?"

"Yes Sally it's on the dresser near the paddle, which you can use by the
way if you want to.  He sometimes needs a little punishment to make him
perform properly."

"Oh good, I will probably use that to show him what I think of his arrogant
nature when he was a free man."

She lubed the fingers of one hand and started inserting them in Tyler's
arse. Joe and Tab could see everything and Tab was telling her to be more
aggressive.

"Stretch your cheeks wider slave." Sally said when she had four fingers
inside Ty's arse.

"I can't Ma'am." Toro replied.

"I can't isn't an expression in a slaves vocabulary Sally, you have to
punish him now or I will. He has to learn complete obedience. Make him go
doggy position on the bed that stretches his arse tighter and makes each
stroke more painful."

She did and started to paddle Ty. Not very hard until Joe told her to make
him feel them.  For a girl she was surprisingly strong and Tyler was
sobbing with the pain very quickly.  She must have administered twenty by
the time she grew tired and stopped.  Tyler was eaten up with pain and when
told to assume slave inspect again simply collapsed.

"Don't worry Sally, he will recover in time for you to have some more fun
with his arse and cock if you want to. If you like you can watch one of us
two fuck him as well"

Tyler wanted to die when a half hour later he was being fucked doggy
fashion by Joe with Sally stood close watching.

"That is amazing Joe, can I finger fuck him again after you have finished
and then make him lick my hand clean?"

"Yes, no problem, he will lick me clean as well and I expect Tab will want
to fuck him and beat him too."

Ty had to roll onto his back, legs in the air and spread wide while Sally
finger fucked him for about five minutes and played with his cock before
making him lick her hand clean.

"Thank you Joe, that was fantastic, wait till I tell the girls at school
what I have done to the arrogant Tyler Moore, they will all want to come
over for some of this."

Tyler wanted to die and hardly noticed Tab being his usual vile self,
sneering at him all the time about being a pussy boy for letting a girl
make him cry.

Thursday evening Joe was obviously feeling frisky in a different way to
normal.

"Tab, we have a special room for use with slaves. It's next to the
punishment room and was put in for any houseguests that wanted kinky sex
with slaves. I don't think it's been used but I know it is equipped. Shall
we have a look at it tonight?"

They did and took Tyler with them. The room was carpeted but for the rest,
it looked like a torture chamber.

"Oh I like this Joe. Can we try the slave in it?"

"Mmm, lots of possibilities."

The main piece of equipment was a metal bar with padded ankle cuffs on the
ends. A wheel in the centre could expand or contract the bar and there was
a ring that obviously went over a pulley hook in the centre of the
ceiling. They put Tyler's ankles in and secured him. An electric motor
whirred and Tyler was hanging upside down with his hands just clear of the
floor.

"Just a minute Joe. Those floor rings, we can secure his wrists to them so
he can't swing if we beat him."

The rings were about five feet apart and Tyler was lowered a little so that
the wrist restraints would clip onto the rings. Tab started to turn the
wheel so that Tyler's legs were stretched wider and wider. The limit was
reached and Tyler was as uncomfortable as it was possible to be. Tab
started the motor again to raise him until he was stretched to the limit as
well.

"I am going to finger fuck him Joe and slap his balls about a bit while I
think what else we can do with him."

Tab pulled Tyler's cheeks apart and spit into his pinky following up with
his fingers, as expected he was rough, increasing Tyler's discomfort by
smacking his balls every so often.  Tyler was soon crying with the pain and
Joe stopped Tab.

"You really are a sadist Tab aren't you? Why can't you just enjoy the sex,
he is getting really good if you treat him right."

"I don't want good sex with this little slut, I want pain and
humiliation. I want to watch his eyes as I commit some other act of
degradation on him. I'm going to piss in his mouth when we finish tonight."

Tab continued fingering Tyler until he was inside him with all five digits
up to the last knuckle.

"I'm going to fist him Joe to hear the volume of the scream."

Before Joe could stop him he had pushed over Tyler's sphincter causing
indescribable pain.

"Yeah, how about that, the slut has my fist in his arse."

"He is also unconscious Tab. I'm sorry but if you don't stop hurting Toro I
am going to stop you touching him."

Tab eased off pulling his fist out and when Tyler recovered made him blow
him upside down.

Tyler was pleased when the evening was finished, he hurt and wondered how
much more he could take from his own brother.

Friday Tab went home and late in the evening, Joe sent for Tyler.

"Tomorrow Toro I am going to an old school BBQ, one of my college friends
is having a huge cookout for his and his younger brother's friends. You are
coming with me.  Initially you will wear the sexy little slave shorts but
at an appropriate time I will tell you to get rid of them. As with anything
I tell you to do, I expect immediate obedience. I have no doubt some of the
girls as well as the boys will want to play with you.  Don't let me down or
I will have you flogged on site. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master."

Tyler guessed that he would know quite a lot of the boys and girls and
dreaded it. He slept very little that night.

When he appeared before Joe the next day after breakfast he was wearing his
little shorts having been given several enemas, showered, shampooed and
made to smell very sweet.

"That looks very good Toro. I imagine you are going to cause quite a stir
when those shorts come off. Everyone will be stroking and fingering you, I
would guess. The girls will have a ball with your cock once they see it and
I have no doubt some of the lustier ones will be checking out your sperm
discharge. This could be a fun day. Now take your shorts off and let me see
what you look like naked today.

-- I have told you about that stubble Toro, it looks disgusting, go and get
shaved properly. You will be punished for this you don't appear to learn
from me, perhaps the slave master will be more persuasive."


The story continues in Chapter 2 - The Party