Date: Mon, 15 Aug 2016 06:26:26 +0000
From: Bastian Ward <meetingfrogs@outlook.com>
Subject: THE SILO CHAPTER 6 THE JOURNEY

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CHAPTER 6

THE JOURNEY

By Bastian Ward



Keane asked Ted if he'd ever flown before, as the plane was taxiing down
the runway, and Ted confessed that this was his first time in an airplane,
and admitted that he was a bit nervous.  Keane laughed at him and told him
that everything would be fine.  Ted asked him how many 'trips' he'd done
for the 'company', and Keane estimated that he'd done about 1000 trips for
the 'company'.  Ted asked him if they were all as an 'escort', and Keane
told him that yes, they were all 'escort' flights.  Ted wanted to know how
Keane was able to monitor Tomas from up here, so Keane showed him the palm
computer he had, and spent a good hour explaining to Ted how he was able to
monitor all the onboard computers in Tomas' container, and how he could
adjust the flow of the saline and the drugs etc. with it.  He explained to
Ted how it would warn Keane of any potential problems, hopefully before
they arose.

Ted wanted to know how they knew how much saline solution or, for that
matter how much of the drugs they needed to keep Tomas in a coma for the
entire trip, and Keane very patiently explained to Ted that the medical
staff at the 'Farm' were all very qualified and had done this at least a
1000 times that Keane knew of, and they have never had any problems with
their livestock on any of the trips.  Keane went onto explain to Ted that
he wasn't the only 'escort' that the 'company' employed, so he stressed to
Ted that he really needed to relax and trust that they were all
professionals and that they knew what they were doing.

Ted asked Keane how he came to be working for the 'company', and Keane
explained that he was a qualified Division 1 nurse and that he'd been
working in the Alfred Hospital in their Emergency Department.  He'd worked
there for 15yrs and he had kinda got a bit tired of it and was looking for
a change, but didn't want to leave nursing.  One day one of the Masters
came into the ER and Keane was on duty, and they'd got chatting, and the
Master must have picked up on a vibe that Keane must have been giving off,
because he just asked him outright if he was happy in his job.  One thing
led to another and 10yrs later here he was working for the 'company', jet
setting all over the world, and Keane has never looked back.

Ted wanted to know how he felt about dealing in 'livestock', and Keane did
confess that he baulked at the idea originally, and he'd confessed to doing
some research and although he couldn't pin point the exact thing that swung
it for him, but 10yrs later here he was, and hasn't looked back since.

Ted wanted to know if Keane was ever nervous of getting caught, and Keane
just laughed at him, and told him that the 'company' had been doing this
for years before he joined them, and they haven't been caught yet.  Keane
did admit to absolutely 'packing it' on his first trip, which he did with
one of the other 'escorts', just like Ted was doing now, but discovered
that as long as all the paperwork appeared to be in order, then everything
was fine.

Keane took out an ear piece which he plugged into the palm computer and
stuck it in his ear, and as he did this, he explained to Ted it was so he
could hear if any of the alarms went off.  Then it was Keane's turn to ask
Ted how he got into the 'business', so Ted explained that it was actually
Tomas who had discovered the 'companies' website, and it was Tomas who had
convinced them all that they should 'work' for the 'company'.

"You mean that?"

"Yep!  That's right, "Ted admitted, "Tomas was the reason that they were
here right now."

"But, how come?"

"He's down there and we're up here?"

"Um, yeah."

So Ted proceeded to tell Keane how Tomas had ended up as an orphan, and how
he didn't like his relatives, and how they were only interested in his
money anyway.  Ted told Keane that Tomas had basically moved in with Ted
and his family, and became the brother that Ted had never had.  Keane,
then, just had to ask how they ended up here like this.  Ted explained that
he was very protective of Tomas, because of his past, and this way he could
guarantee that Tomas would be looked after for the rest of his life.  Keane
wanted to know if Tomas was capable of looking after himself before 'this'.
Ted admitted that he was, but this way Ted has guaranteed that Tomas will
be cared for, for the rest of his life.  That his life was worth so much
more now, his new 'family' would have to take great care of him now.

Both men lapsed into silence as they got lost in their own thoughts.

The flight was uneventful.  Tomas slept the whole way, and there was no
malfunction with any of the equipment, so Keane had nothing to do the
entire flight, but he did stay vigilant.  While Ted drifted off to sleep a
couple of times, Keane remained awake the entire trip.  They were in the
air for about 12hrs, as they flew from Melbourne to Dubai.  When they
arrived at Dubai, Keane told Ted that he had to go and check their 'cargo',
and he told Ted that he would see him on the next plane and told him to
enjoy the sights of Dubai.  He even suggested some tourist agents he'd
recommend and had personally used while he was on stopovers in Dubai on his
returned trips.

So Ted spent 3hrs sightseeing, and then rejoined Keane on the next plane
for the flight to Muscat airport in Oman.  It was a much shorter trip,
lasting a little over an hour, and then they were in Oman.

Ted could barely wait to get to their hotel so that they could start to
wake Tomas up from his drug induced coma.  The 'container' had been picked
up at the airport by some men working for Tomas' new owner, and while the
container was in the back of the truck, Keane had broken the seals open and
gained access to Tomas, who he checked was still fast asleep.  They were
all taken to the hotel that they were staying in, and when they got to the
room, Tomas was weaned off the drugs, and allowed to sleep off the drugs
that were still in his system.

Keane encouraged Ted to go out and sightsee, while he remained in their
hotel room with Tomas.  Keane assured Ted that everything was going well
with Tomas, and that he couldn't foresee any problems.  The only thing they
could do now was to wait for Tomas to wake up naturally, Keane explained to
Ted that everyone responded to the drugs differently, some slept for a long
time, could be days, while others slept for a short time, maybe only hours.

So Ted went out to do some sightseeing, leaving Keane alone with Tomas in
their hotel room.

When Ted got back at the end of a days' sightseeing, he found that Keane
had laid Tomas out on one of the beds, and had left him there, naked with
only the catheter still in place, and Ted marvelled to himself how
different it made Tomas' cock look with the tube disappearing up inside it.
He asked Keane when he would remove it, and Keane explained that it would
remain in place until Tomas had fully woken up and had regained full
control over his bladder again.

So after dinner, Ted went out and sampled the nightlife of Muscat and
returned to the hotel in the small hours of the morning.  When he returned
to their room, Ted found that both Keane and Tomas were fast asleep, and as
the catheter tube was still coming out of Tomas' cock, he assumed that
Tomas hadn't woken up yet.

Ted had a shower, and as Tomas hadn't woken up yet, the air conditioning in
the room was set at a higher temperature than Ted would have preferred,
Keane explained that they didn't want Tomas to catch a cold or get a chill
from the air conditioning being turned down too low.  So Ted didn't wear
anything after his shower and just sat in one of the chairs in the room and
watched the rhythmic rise and fall of Tomas' chest.  He'd been assured that
Tomas would wake up on his own eventually, but until then Ted was not
allowed to lower the temperature in the room.

As Ted sat and watched Tomas sleeping, he let his eyes rove over Tomas'
body; starting at his head, with its' full head of hair.  As Tomas' new
owner wanted him to arrive with all his body hair intact, but he was to
remain clean shaven.  So Ted started with the top of his head, and let his
eyes slowly rove down his body; he looked at the peaceful expression on
Tomas' face, and marvelled at just how beautiful Tomas really was.  Sure he
and Tomas had slept in the same room before, fuck; they'd even shared the
same bed on occasions when they were younger.  That was how Ted had
discovered Tomas had slept in the buff from an early age, it had never
bothered Ted though, even on the occasions when they had share a bed
together; it hadn't bothered Ted to sleep beside a totally naked Tomas.

Tomas hadn't even given Ted any stick about sleeping in PJ's, even when
they got older and Ted had ditched the PJ's and slept in his jocks, still
Tomas didn't give him any stick about it.  Obviously they had both
understood that that was how they preferred to sleep, and they'd just got
on with it.  Then when both boys were experimenting with their sexuality,
Ted liked that he could just reach out, in the middle of the night, and
find a naked Tomas, ready and willing to go.  Yes, he'd liked that very
much.

So, as Teds' eyes continued to travel down Tomas' naked form, and with
Ted's thoughts were running along this vein, without him realising it, he
was beginning to get aroused.  His eyes travelled down Tomas' neck, where
he could see the blood pumping through his carotid artery, as he eyes
continued their journey down Tomas' naked form.  Ted's eyes lingered on his
chest, as he watched the steady rise and fall of his chest, with its light
dusting of golden chest hair, surrounding his bright pink paps, both of
which were about the size of a 20cent piece.

Again, Teds' memories returned to their teenage years, and the times they
had both explored each others' bodies, and Ted could still remember the
time when they had both sucked each others' paps.  Just to see if they
could produce milk, and how disappointed they'd both been that they
couldn't, but Ted could still remember the sensations it aroused, not only
in his paps, but in his cock as well.

Ted's eyes continued their journey down Tomas' sleeping form, travelling
down to his abs.  Ted was always jealous of Tomas' rock hard abs, and he
knew that Tomas had always liked to workout at the gym, so much more than
Ted, so Ted couldn't have been to surprised that Tomas had well defined
abs, and he didn't.  But that still didn't stop him from being jealous of
Tomas' abs, of his physic in general.

As Teds' eyes continued their journey they eventually came to Tomas' golden
treasure trail, and Teds' eyes followed the trail, all the way to Tomas'
equally golden pubic bush, even in this low light, it seemed to Ted that
his golden hair just glowed.  Of course, Ted's eyes continued down Tomas'
pendulous cock as it lay over, his equally large balls, Ted had always
marvelled at the softness of Tomas' ball bag.  It wasn't hard and wrinkly
like his own ball bag, and in fact, like the ball bags on all their mates,
no, Tomas' ball bag was smooth and soft to the touch.  Ted had never
admitted to Tomas, nor anyone else for that matter, but he loved touching
his ball bag, because of the texture of the skin.

Teds' eyes, after he'd pulled then off Tomas' ball bag, travelled down
Tomas' shapely legs, which were also covered by a dusting of his golden
hair.  Ted knew how proud Tomas had been of his legs, fuck, how he'd been
proud of the definition he had achieved with his overall definition.  Yes
Ted was going to miss seeing Tomas in the buff, but he consoled himself
with the thought that he'd done all of this for Tomas.  He'd sold Tomas
into slavery to protect him.  He had no family, fuck Teds' family was the
only real family that Tomas had ever known, and it was because of that
fact, that Ted felt protective of Tomas.  That was why he'd sold him into
slavery in the first place.  Ted reasoned with himself, that anyone who was
prepared to pay so much money for his friend would want to protect their
investment.  It never occurred to Ted through this whole sorry saga that he
hadn't needed to make Tomas a slave in order to protect him.  Ted didn't
admit to himself the atrocious way he'd treated his 'slaves'.  No.  Ted was
certain he was in the right, in this.  That this was the best way to
protect his best friend.

Without realising what he was doing, Ted had got out of his chair, and was
sitting on the side of Tomas' bed, he allowed his hands to make the same
journey over Tomas' body, as his eyes had just done.  He ran his hands
through his silky, downy hair on top of his head, and stroked down the side
of his face, and was actually surprised to encounter stubble on his cheeks.
He trailed a finger along his strong jaw line, marvelling at the coarseness
of his stubble, running his hands over his manly chin, and feeling the
dimple there.  Ted was so jealous of Tomas' dimple, he thought it made
Tomas look so much more manlier, than he did.

Ted gently trailed his fingers down his neck, feeling the blood pulsing
through his friends' carotid artery this time, as he couldn't see it with
his hand in the way.  Teds' hands ran over Tomas' very well defined pecs;
as his fingers sought out, and found his large paps.  Ted only just managed
to resist tweaking and pinching Tomas' paps like they had as children when
they had given each other nipple crimples.  Ted trailed his hands down
Tomas' abs and surprised himself with a quick intake of air when he felt
Tomas' silky treasure trail begin.  He threw caution to the wind as picked
up Tomas' heavy cock and toyed with the jewellery he found there,
marvelling at the rings that had been made for Tomas' piercings.  How the
white and yellow gold looked as though it had been woven into rings for
just the purpose of going in Tomas' piercings.  He marvelled at the skill
of the Jewellers who had made the jewellery in the first place, and of the
skill of the Jeweller who had soldered the rings closed, in the low light
Ted couldn't find a join in either ring, he couldn't even discern a break
in the pattern of the weave.

Ted laid Tomas' cock back onto his abdomen, and marvelled, as he had always
done since childhood, that Tomas' cock was long enough, and big enough that
it could be laid on his abdomen without having to be held there.  Unlike
Teds' much smaller cock, the best that Ted could do was to lay his cock
pointing towards his hip, but even then it wouldn't stay there on its own.
It always rolled back down his leg and lay beside his small balls.

Ted picked up Tomas' ball bag next and again marvelled at the silky texture
of the skin, and again he was jealous of his friend, as he loved the
texture of his ball bag so much better than the texture of his own wrinkly,
pitted ball bag.

Ted lifted Tomas' balls and ball bag up and laid it over the top of Tomas'
cock, then gently moving one of Tomas' legs to the side, just enough so
that he could see Tomas' guiche as it now hung down towards the opening of
his arse cheeks.  Both boys had been curious about the seam that they both
had running down the undersides of their cocks, over the middle of their
ball bags, and continued down their perineum's and disappeared between
their arse cheeks and seemed to continue right into their anuses.  Neither
boy had been able to feel the seam running into the others anus, no matter
how hard they tried to work their fingers inside.  So they had just had to
assume that it ended in there somewhere.

But tonight, Ted wasn't content with just looking at the parts of Tomas'
body he could see, so he gently rolled his sleeping friend towards him,
until he was laying totally on his side, and Tomas' hip was resting against
Teds' side.  Ted looked over at Keane to make sure that he was still
asleep, which he was, and facing the wall, so Ted separated Tomas' cheeks,
and while holding them apart with one hand he looked and marvelled at his
bright pink rose bud of a hole, as he put the pointer finger of his other
hand in his mouth.  When he was sure it was wet and slippery, he very
slowly forced his finger into his friends' anus, and he could slowly feel
him overcoming the sphincter muscle and gain entry into his moist, warm,
anus.  Ted silently promised his friend that very soon he would be shoving
his cock where his finger now was.

After about five minutes of his wiggling his finger around inside his
friends' anus, Ted removed his finger, just as gently as he had inserted
his finger, and then rolled Tomas back onto his back and then arranged his
friend as he had found him before he had started to interfere with him.
Ted went back and sat in his chair and he held his finger up to his nose,
and as he passed it backwards and forwards under his nose, he gave it a
sniff with every pass, and knowing that his friend really hadn't had a
proper shit in almost a week.  Ted was surprised at the smell, and thought
he could come to like the smell of his friends' arse, and before he
realised he was going to do it, he popped his finger in his mouth and
licked it clean.

Surprised at what he'd done, Ted felt guilty, and was glad that the other
two men in the room were fast asleep and hadn't witnessed him sucking his
finger that had just been up his friends arse, but again he thought he
could come to like the taste of his friends arse as well.

When he had licked his finger clean, he got into bed and went to sleep.  He
slept till mid-afternoon, and wasn't surprised to find that Tomas was still
asleep, and Keane was sitting up in one of the chairs in the room, keeping
a watchful eye on Tomas' sleeping form.  Both men greeted each other, Ted
asked Keane if Tomas had stirred at all, and Keane told him that he hadn't
stirred, but he told Ted he wasn't worried.

Ted showered and went downstairs to eat at one of the many restaurants in
the hotel.  Then decided to go for a walk around the city and returned to
the hotel around dusk.  He went up to the room and discovered that Tomas
had finally woken up, but even though he'd 'slept' for almost 3 days
straight.  Tomas was feeling very tired, but Ted wanted to take Tomas out
to show him around the city, and Keane had to remind him that they were not
here for a holiday, that they were in fact here to deliver Tomas to his new
owner.

So Tomas was allowed to eat something and then he went back to bed, and
naturally he was totally naked the whole time.  Ted had noticed that the
catheter had been removed, and that Tomas' cock looked a more normal colour
than it had overnight when he'd looked at it last.

Ted went out again, and this time, when he'd returned to their room, he was
met by the sight of Tomas' bare arse mooning him.  Keane told him that
Tomas had eaten a full meal.  Now all they were waiting for was for Tomas
to open his bowels twice, and then they were ready to deliver him to his
new owner, whom Keane had been giving daily updates to.

Ted decided that he was going to turn in and have an early night, and for
the first time in a long time, Ted didn't dream about having sex with
Tomas.  In the morning Tomas woke Ted by sucking his cock, and Ted rolled
onto his back to give Tomas better access.

"Oi, slave.  Stop that right now!" said Keane.

Tomas' head snapped up instantly, and Keane told him to have a shower.

"What the fuck, are you doing?" Ted asked.

"It's my responsibility to ensure that 'it' arrives in pristine condition."

"But, I was enjoying that."

"To bad, I don't care.  We're not at 'the farm' now, and 'it' is my
responsibility.  So what I say goes.  Get it?"

"Ok!  Ok! I'm sorry it won't happen again," Ted said.

Ted had a shower after Tomas, and went downstairs for breakfast and went
out for the day.

******

The third morning after Tomas had woken; he had opened his bowels on
command, so Keane declared him Ok to travel.  So he made a phone call, and
then ordered Tomas to have a shower.  When he came out of the bathroom,
Keane had laid out some clothes for him to wear, which consisted of
undergarments; long pants, and a t-shirt over which he wore a dishdasha.
Unlike the dishdasha that both Keane and Ted wore, Tomas' was more form
fitting and had a definite waist to it, and it was almost tight enough to
show the outline of his pecs and abs.  To top it off the tree men all wore
a massar on their heads.

When Keane was happy with the way they were dressed and he'd packed
everything away, with Tomas assistance of course, they all went down to the
lobby of the hotel and met up with their guide who was going to take them
to the stronghold of the warlord who was now Tomas' new owner.  It was a
10hr drive up into the mountains to reach the deserted fort that was now
the stronghold of the warlord.

They were met at the front door by a servant who showed them to their
respective rooms to allow them to freshen up after their trip.  Knowing
they were going to be there for a week, Ted unpacked his bags.  He had a
shower and put on a clean dishdasha, which he found laid out for him after
he'd had his shower, and when he opened his door he found a servant waiting
for him.  Asking Ted to follow him, he led the way into the main audience
room, and made himself comfortable on the cushions he found there and the
servant got him a drink of tea while he waited.

Keane arrived a short time later and sat down on another cushion while a
servant got him a drink of tea as well.  Keane looked at Ted.  "Ted, please
don't do anything stupid while we're here, please."

"Don't worry," replied Ted, "we're here under the 'company's' protection.
So relax.  Keane you worry too much."

Keane shook his head at Ted, "I'm not going to warn you again.  Protection
or not.  We are here as Rashids' guests, please, I'm begging you, don't say
anything to upset him.  Ok!"

"Relax, I am a Master now.  Ransid, or whatever his name is?"

"It's Rashid," Keane snapped, "and you will do well not to forget that."

"Whatever," Ted said airily.

Rashid entered the room, and both men stood and salaamed to him, and he
returned the greeting.  He invited both men to resume their seats, and he
accepted a cup of tea from the servant.

Rashid, addressed Keane and thanked him for delivering his slave in such
good condition, and Keane told him to think nothing of it, as it was all a
part of the service that they offered at the 'farm'.  Keane went on to
remind Rashid that he would remain for the full week, just in case there
were any problems that arose with the slave, and he would try to rectify
them if he could.  Rashid thanked him for his service.

Rashid then turned his attention to Ted, and asked him if he'd had a good
trip, and if he was enjoying Rashids' beautiful country.

Ted thanked Rashid for the greeting and told him that he had indeed enjoyed
what he had seen of his country very much.

Rashid offered to show him around the mountains of his little retreat, and
said that he might even take both men hunting with his falcons, if they
would like.  Both men thanked Rashid for the offer and sad that they would
love to, if Rashid could find the time.  Rashid summoned Baghel and told
him to look after his honoured guests and to give them anything that would
make their stay, with them, more enjoyable.  With that Rashid withdrew,
claiming that he had a lot of work to do, as he salaamed to the two
gentlemen.

Baghel asked the two men if he could get anything for them.  Keane said
that he would like to retire to his room to rest as he hadn't had a lot of
sleep in the past few days, so Baghel summoned another servant and told him
to show Keane to his room.  Promising that someone would call him for the
evening meal.

When they were alone Ted asked Baghel if he could take him to see Tomas,
but Baghel refused; explaining to Ted that Tomas was now in his masters
private chambers and that no outsider would ever be able to see him again.

"But you don't understand," countered Ted, "he is my best friend?"

"I don't understand," said Baghel, with a puzzled expression on his face,
"how can a slave be your friend?"

"No you don't understand," said Ted, "we grew up together; he is like a
brother to me?"

"And that is why you sold him into slavery?"

"Well.  Yes.  Although it's not like you seem to think?"  So Ted explained
their shared history together, and his reasons for selling Tomas into
slavery in the first place.

Baghel, listened to Ted's story horrified, and he told Ted that we must
have some very strange customs in our country, if we can sell our best
friends into slavery.

Ted countered that Baghel still didn't understand, that he had done it to
protect Tomas, and so that he knew Tomas would be looked after for the rest
of his life, and that was why he sold him.  He told Baghel that he figured
that because Rashid had paid such a huge sum of money for his friend that
he would want to protect him for the rest of his life.  This being a Muslim
country, continued Ted; that no harm would come to Tomas because no one
would want to have sex or anything with him here, as it is against their
religion.  Ted asked Baghel if he could take him to Tomas as he wanted to
see him.

Baghel told Ted that, yes they were indeed a Muslim country, but now Tomas
is 'khanith' and he was Rashids' 'khanith', so it would be impossible for
Ted to ever see him again.  Baghel begged Ted not to mention this to anyone
else while he was here, and told Ted that it would be better if he thought
of Tomas as being dead now.  As there was no way another man would ever be
able to see Rashids' khanith.

Ted threw his hands up in the air, and promised that he would not mention
it again.  He asked Baghel if he could show him to his rooms as he wanted
to rest as well, with that Baghel led the way to Teds' rooms and left him
there.  Ted walked around the gardens outside his windows for the rest of
the afternoon, trying to come up with some way that he would be able to see
his friend, as he now had a desperate need to fuck him.

********

Meanwhile, the servants had shown Tomas into Rashids' private chambers and
helped him to undress and then they bathed, perfumed, and dressed him in
sheer, almost see-through, underwear.  Having finished his bathing they
bade him to sit on some cushions and offered him something to eat and
drink; which Tomas accepted gratefully, and then they left him in peace;
after first explaining to him that he was not allowed to leave these
chambers.  They told Tomas that there was an inner courtyard and gardens
that he could explore if he so desired.

When he had eaten and drunk his fill, Tomas did go exploring the inner
courtyard and gardens.  He marvelled at all the birds in their cages that
he found hanging all over the courtyard, as well as the variety of plants
that were in the gardens, and so he spent an enjoyable afternoon by
himself.  When he returned to his rooms he found, what he assumed was a bed
and lay down and had a rest for the rest of the afternoon, as he was still
suffering from the effects of the drugs that had kept him asleep for the
trip out here.

Tomas didn't mind spending the time alone; in fact it was the first time in
the past 9mths that he'd had any real time to himself.  All the time he'd
spent on the 'farm', there was always someone else there, be they the other
slaves, the Masters, or the guards, telling him what to do and when, so it
was no wonder that Tomas was enjoying the time to himself.  He was under no
delusion that he wasn't a slave, he'd grown used to that idea, during the
time he'd spent at the 'farm' but being on his own with nothing to do was a
bit strange to him as at the 'farm' he was forever being told what to do.

At dusk, Rashid came into his chambers and found Tomas asleep on the bed,
the servants had lit the candles, and with the fabric of Tomas underwear
being almost see-through, he was able to see the light glinting off the
rings in Tomas' cock.  Rashid could make out enough of his body to see that
he had made a very good purchase indeed, and he could hardly wait to come
and see what his sexual prowess was like.  He did hold high hopes that
Tomas would be able to perform well, and with that thought uppermost in his
mind he withdrew.

Rashid went and ate with his guests, it was a pleasant meal and Rashid
enjoyed showing off his wealth to his guests, as he had guests so
infrequently, with most of the food served at the meal having been imported
from the four corners of the earth.  The cutlery, plates, and bowls were
made from solid gold, while all the glasses were cut crystal, no expense
had been spared on the meal.  The men spent the meal talking about their
trip and how they came to be working for the 'farm'.  Rashid was most
interested in how Ted and the boys had found out about the 'farm' in the
first place.

So Ted explained that it was, in fact, Tomas who had found the website for
'the farm' on the dark web, and it was Tomas who, had talked them all into
selling their conquests as slaves to 'the farm' and so make a bit if money
on the side.

Rashid asked Ted how it was, then, that he came to sell Tomas into slavery;
seeing as he was the one who came up with the idea in the first place.  So
Ted told Rashid about Tomas' history, and how they were like brothers, and
how he felt protective of Tomas.  He went on to explain that it was because
he felt so protective of Tomas that he'd reasoned that if he sold him into
slavery then Tomas' new owner would look after him very well, especially
considering the price that Rashid paid for Tomas.  Ted could not see Rashid
abusing Tomas, in anyway.

Ted then asked Rashid if he could be the one to take Tomas' cherry.

Rashids' demeanour changed immediately, he stared at Ted, "and why do you
think, considering all the money I have paid, that I would let you, his
former friend who sold him in to slavery, have sex with him?"

Keane looked at Tomas aghast, "I must apologise," he started to say to
Rashid, when Ted cut him off.

"Well you are a Muslim, are you not?"

"Yes, I am a practicing Muslim," agreed Rashid.

"Well," continued Ted, "men having sex with other men is against your
religion..."

"I am very sorry," Keane broke in, "I have already told Ted that he was not
to mention this while he was here.  We spoke at length, both on the plane
and in our hotel room, that this was not a subject for discussion.
Please," Keane bowed, as much as he was able to sitting down, to Rashid,
"accept our apologies.  Ted must be tired from the trip?"

"Don't presume to talk for me, Keane, I am your employer now, and I will
talk to Rancid, or whatever the hell his name is, about anything I choose."
Ted turned back to Ranshid, "now all I am asking is that you allow me to
fuck Tomas and I will be happy."

"How dare you come into my palace as an honoured guest, no less, and ask me
for permission to steal from me?"

"But all I want to do?"

"I know what you, 'want to do' in my own palace; and with my own slave no
less?"

"But I don't see?"

"That is right Ted you don't see," said Rashid, "please, explain to me why
I should not have you flogged and expelled from my palace?"

"Because, Ransid, or whatever the hell your name is, I am here under both
my own, and the other Masters protection.  I cannot be harmed in any way
for the period of one week.  Is that not right Keane?"

"Well actually?" Keane started to say, when Rashid cut him off.

"I will not be so dishonoured in my own palace.  Especially by the likes of
one as you who would stoop so low as to sell his friend, and someone who he
professes to love as a brother, a man he considers to be his best friend,
no less, into slavery."

With that Rashid summoned the guards, and had them take Ted downstairs to
the dungeons, and told them that he would deal with him latter.  Ted
continued to protest, and state that he was here under the protection of
'the farm' and as per the agreement Rashid had with the Masters, he could
not harm him in any way.  Never the less, the guards took him downstairs to
the dungeons anyway, and locked him in one of the cells.

Keane apologised to Rashid again for Teds' outburst, and Rashid assured
Keane that he had nothing to fear, that he was here in fact under the
Masters protection, that he was still expected to stay the rest of the
week, to ensure Tomas was in good condition to finalise the deal.  Keane
thanked Rashid for his understanding, and wisely decided not to enquire as
to what Teds' fate might be.

They finished their meal, and enjoyed the entertainment, then both men
retired to their respective rooms.