Date: Mon, 1 Jul 2013 04:53:50 -0700
From: Randall Austin <randallaustin2011@hotmail.com>
Subject: What They Did To Julian 2

What They Did to Julian
Part Two of Several Parts
By Randall Austin


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Julian, as if in a daze, stood up.  He was afraid.  He had heard all the
stories about the Baldwin/Fletcher Farms, and its herds of naked and
fancifully decorated field slaves.  The Baldwin/Fletcher complex was the
butt of jokes among free boys, considered the most humiliating thing that
could ever happen to an indentured person.

Mr. Clark arrived with Mr. Arnold Baldwin, and introduced him to Julian,
his friends Casey and Lloyd, and their on-site attendant, Steven.
Mr. Baldwin, 38 years old, shook hands with everyone in the room.  His
casual dress and attractive appearance, coupled with an engaging
personality, immediately put Julian at ease.

Arnold spoke to Julian, "Well, you're looking good indeed.  Even better
than in the pictures and videos I've seen of you!  I hope things are going
well and they've been treating you well."

Julian gave a relieved smile, "Oh yes, Mr. Baldwin.  Everyone here has been
very gracious."

Arnold looked at Casey and Lloyd and asked Julian, "Were your friends here
your teammates?"

"Yes, they were, Mr. Baldwin."

Arnold asked Julian's two friends, "Are you two also headed for a Division
One college scholarship?"

Casey and Lloyd shook their heads and laughed.  Lloyd answered, "We are
nowhere near to Julian's skill level on the field!"

Arnold looked Julian over, and asked, "What are your hobbies and interests
outside of sports?"

Julian was feeling much better, "I am interested in science, especially
chemistry.  And I like reading mystery novels."

"Very good".  Arnold walked to the side of Julian and looked him over, and
then walked in back of Julian.  Julian gave a half smile to his friends, as
he began to regain his composure.

Arnold spoke, "Mr. Clark, I have no need to question Julian any further.
You emailed me Julian's medical history, and I saw that he is in perfect
health.  So now all that I need to do is take a peek at what's underneath
his clothes; make sure the goods are in order."

Mr. Clark nodded.

Julian was deflated that Arnold did not feel a need to ask him any more
questions.

Mr. Clark led Julian and Arnold into the exam room.  Casey and Lloyd looked
at each other, uncomfortable with the developing situation.

Casey whispered to Lloyd, "Shit, this is making me nervous.  I'd really
like to get out of here."

Lloyd agreed, but added, "It would be awkward if we just walked out on him
now."

When the exam room door opened after ten minutes, Mr. Clark and Arnold came
out of the room, and Arnold paused, nodded his head, and spoke to
Mr. Clark, "I definitely want to go ahead with signing Julian's
indenturement lease!"

Mr. Clark beamed, "Oh excellent!  Julian will be a proud addition to the
Baldwin/Fletcher Farms."

Arnold looked into the exam room, and called out to Julian, "There's no
need for you to get dressed!"

Mr. Clark and Arnold walked to where Casey and Lloyd were sitting.
Mr. Clark spoke, "We can go to my office now, if you would like, so you can
sign the necessary forms, and give me your needs for handling, shipping,
and delivery of the Raider boy."

Arnold spoke, "No, I'll just wait here.  You can bring the forms here for
me to sign if you don't mind.  I have several phone calls to make.  I was
so certain that I would make this purchase that I brought my own collection
team with me from California.  They're just down the street at the Empress
Hotel restaurant."

"Very good, Mr. Baldwin!"  Mr. Clark next instructed Steven, "Please give
Mr. William Taylor and his wife a call and let them know that Mr. Baldwin
beat them to the purchase!"

Steven took out his cell and dialed up the Taylor's, Mr. Clark exited with
a nod and a smile to Casey and Lloyd, and Arnold dialed his collection
team's number on his cell.

"Joe, this is Arnold.  We got him!  You and Hal can bring the van over to
Social Services and park it in the loading zone.  As soon as I finalize the
papers with Social Services I'm heading back to the airport.  I can still
make that 6 PM flight out to Fresno."

Arnold listened to Joe's questions, as Julian exited the exam room, fully
dressed as he was before the exam.

Arnold gave a surprised look at Julian, as he answered questions from his
collection team.  "Yes, by all means comfort stop him for the journey.  The
plan then is for you to drive him back to Fresno.  You should arrive by
Wednesday noon.  You are to begin his special diet immediately."

There was another question from Joe and Arnold responded, "No, that won't
be necessary, as I've tentatively scheduled Julian for surgery as soon as
he arrives in Fresno. – Okay, I'll see you two guys over here in just a
bit!"

Arnold ended the call, and as he started dialing his brother in California
he looked at Julian and spoke, "Why did you get dressed?  I told you not to
bother.  My collection team is going to be here in just a few minutes."

Julian had heard Arnold tell him that there was no need for him to get
dressed, but they were words his body refused to hear; and now he was too
lost and afraid to respond to Arnold.

Arnold's cell connected with his brother, "Retcher, double good news.  We
got him!  And even better, he's uncircumcised so that means we not only got
ourselves a brand new `fertilizer boy', but we can make him the head of the
herd to replace Dribble!  And let me tell you, he's a beauty!"

Arnold laughed at a comment from his brother, and then continued, "No, I
haven't thought of a name for him yet, but I was thinking we could have a
`Name Julian Raider' contest.  We could run the contest nationwide in the
months during his training and before his official `rollout' day, his first
day as a field laborer and head `fertilizer boy'!  Once we make the
announcement that Julian Raider is now not only a Baldwin/Fletcher field
slave, but the lead `fertilizer boy', the publicity will be enormous.  And
by having a `Name Julian Raider' contest on top of that, I have a pretty
strong feeling that the day we `roll' him out into the fields is going to
be our biggest attendance day ever; and that kind of record attendance is
probably going to last throughout the summer!"

Lloyd and Casey had sinking feelings in their stomach.  On one hand they
wanted to leave, but on the other they were curious about some of the
things they had just heard Arnold say to his brother.  But for fear of
appearing to have prurient interests, neither one of them asked any
questions.

The door opened and a guard from Social Services escorted Joe and Hal,
Arnold's collection team, into the room.  The guard left as Joe and Hal
greeted Arnold.  Arnold introduced Joe and Hal to Steven, Lloyd, and Casey.

Joe and Hal, each in their mid thirties, were dressed in jeans, t shirts,
and boots.  Hal carried two large cases of supplies, and Joe pushed a large
dolly that carried a large, open, shipment crate.  The crate was padded,
and there were cuffs and D-ring bolts at various points along the sides of
its interior.

Julian wanted to run, and he wanted to cry; but he was too afraid to do
either.

When Joe spotted Julian, he was excited like a fan, "Hey, there he is!"

Hal, too, was excited, "Wow, the man of the hour!"

Hal and Joe just stared at Julian for a bit with smiles on their faces,
saying nothing, but excited to be in the presence of someone who has been
rather prominent in the national news in the last two months.

As Hal asked Arnold, "Shall we begin?", Mr. Clark and Aaron Goldstein
entered the room with several documents on a clipboard.

Arnold answered, "No, please wait.  I haven't yet signed the lease,
ownership documents, and inter-state commerce terms of agreement."

As Arnold signed the documents, Julian, cold and scared, began to sweat.

Lloyd and Casey were uncomfortable, and the situation was awkward for them,
as they felt anything they would say to Julian would be ineffectual.

Arnold handed the clipboard with the signed documents back to Mr. Clark,
and also an envelope containing payment for the lease.  Mr. Clark examined
the contents of the envelope and smiled, "Mr. Baldwin, it has been a
pleasure dealing with you.  I am confident you will never regret your
purchase here today!"

Mr. Clark introduced Aaron to Arnold and his collection team, "Gentlemen,
this is Aaron Goldstein, a handler here at Social Services.  He will be
with you until you exit the premises with your purchase, and he will be
able to assist and answer any questions you may have."

Mr. Clark shook hands with Arnold and exited.

Joe walked up to Julian, "Please remove all of your clothing.  And neatly
fold them please; they belong to Bellingham Social Services and they look
expensive."

Aaron called out, "They are!  We believe in dressing our `for-sale' stock
as elegantly as possible."

Casey whispered to Lloyd, "We should leave."

Arnold overheard the comment and put an arm on Casey's shoulder, "There's
no need for you to leave.  It can only be a good thing for Julian to have
two of his best friends here as we get him ready for his trip.  He's
leaving his home here, and there are going to be some big changes in his
life, so I think it would be good for you two to remain."

Julian, in shock, put a hand to the top button of his shirt, and remained
motionless, looking out the window at Samish Bay, his mind desperately
running in circles.

Joe spoke to Julian, "Come on boy, get undressed.  Mr. Baldwin doesn't have
much time."

Julian gave a heave, almost as if he were about to cry.

Joe and Hal knew the difficulty most new slaves have with following their
first orders, but they also knew that firmness was the first rule of
effective servitor handling.  Joe spoke, "Julian, I know it's hard on your
first day, but let me make it clear to you: out at Baldwin/Fletcher Farms
servitude is synonymous with total obedience.  So it would be best for you
to start undressing."

Julian started to cry.  Joe went up to him and started unbuttoning his
shirt.  Hal unbuckled Julian's belt and unzipped his slacks, and then knelt
down and removed his shoes and socks.

As tears rolled down from Julian's eyes, the pathetic spectacle saddened
Lloyd and Casey.  Casey again said to Lloyd, but this time not in a
whisper, "I really think we should leave."

Julian heard the comment, and to his dazed mind his two friends were his
last hope, and he called out to them, "Please don't leave me!  Don't let
them take me away!"

It was a sad moment for Julian, and everyone in the room was touched.  Joe
tried to calm the slave, "Hey, it's not that bad.  Thousands of newly
indentured guys go through this every day.  And after a week or so slaves
who have to work in the nude and are kept nude all the time, the way you
will be, think nothing of it."

Joe removed Julian's t-shirt, while Hal removed Julian's slacks. As Julian
slowly began to come out of his dazed state, he realized he now had nothing
on but a pair of briefs.

In a quick move Julian backed away from his undressers, and then made a
dash for the exam room.

But the collection team was on him before he could fully close the door to
the exam room, and they hauled him back into the main room.

As Joe held Julian with his arms behind his back, Hal quickly slipped off
Julian's briefs and fetched a paddle from one of the cases he brought into
the room.  He took a position in back of the now fully naked Julian and
spoke, "This is what will happen to you if you ever balk at an order out at
the Farms!"

Hal began paddling Julian's ass hard and fast.  Julian screamed in shock,
horror, and pain, and Casey's and Lloyd's mouths and eyes shot wide open in
stunned surprise.

Arnold noticed Casey's and Lloyd's reaction, and called out, "Hal, it looks
like Casey and Lloyd have never before seen a real slave paddling up close.
Switch to the Merced paddle; it gives a fiercer sting and makes for a
better show!"

Hal did as instructed and resumed the beating.  Julian screamed in horrible
pain, "Please stop.  Please stop.  Help.  Casey help me.  Make them stop."

Casey and Lloyd were as shocked as Julian at what was going on.  They both
were flushed with strange feelings of horror.  They were unable to do
anything to assist, and Hal did not stop his paddling.

Arnold was right; the Merced paddle delivered quite a show!  Julian was
screaming, hollering, bawling, and trying to kick all over.  His face and
neck was tear streaked and snot was running out of his nose.  With each
blow he pleaded, and his hips bucked wildly in an attempt to escape.  At
one point his wildly sloshing cock erected slightly, and then deflated.

After several minutes of the painful scene Casey asked Arnold if they could
stop the beating.  Arnold explained a little about effective servitor
control, "I know it's painful to watch, but the first disciplinary
procedure a new slave has to be intense enough that the slave will never
forget it.  It will help ensure that Julian doesn't have to get too many
more of these rather severe beatings.  It'll be over in just a few
minutes."

Casey and Lloyd sort of understood what Arnold was saying, but watching the
beating only increased their anxiety.  Both boys wondered what was going on
with the strange feelings they were experiencing; a certain yet forbidden
thrill in seeing their friend subjugated in so humiliating a fashion.  The
feelings that flushed their bodies were drug-like in their intoxicating
effects.

Julian's privileged, white, bubble butted, ass was being treated like every
other slave ass has been treated since the time humans first discovered the
value in enslaving others of their own species.  Perhaps the only
difference was that the highly skilled handlers employed by
Baldwin/Fletcher Incorporated know how to wield the needed instruments of
control on slaves so as not to cause any permanent damage to the flesh.

Both Hal and Joe have been in the slave handling business since their early
twenties.  Each of them, both with at least thirteen years experience, have
beaten enough slave asses of all ages and sexes to know how to read flesh
abrasion marks; they knew when flesh was about to break, and which abraded
areas should not be beaten again.  And they both knew how to read the howls
and pleas of slaves; whether a cry was just a reaction to pain, or whether
it indicated the body was reaching an unacceptable trauma level.

After several more minutes of the beating, it was a relief to Lloyd and
Casey when Hal suddenly stopped the paddling, put his hand on Julian's
head, and asked, "You going to start doing what you're told?", and then
started to rub Julian's head with genuine affection, like he was a little
kid.

A loudly bawling Julian Raider cried out, "Yes!  Please don't hit me
anymore!"

Hal took a tissue and wiped Julian's snotty nose.  When he was finished Joe
took a wash cloth and washed Julian's face from the accumulated tears and
snot.  Casey and Lloyd noted that the handlers were washing Julian like he
was a little baby, or an animal.

As Hal watched Joe wash Julian's face he commented, "He sure is a pretty
boy."

Arnold joined in, "That's why we're going to turn him into the lead
`fertilizer boy'!  He'll make a great team leader!"

Casey could no longer refrain himself from asking, "Mr. Baldwin, what is a
`fertilizer boy'?"

Arnold smiled, always happy to answer any questions about Baldwin/Fletcher,
"Out at the farms we divide the field boys into herds, and each herd has
special duties to perform in the cultivation and harvesting of the crops.
The usual herds range in size from about ten to thirty boys.  But the
fertilizer herd is the biggest herd of field slaves out at the farms.  It
consists of sixty boys, counting Julian as the head of the herd."

"Fertilizer boys, simply put, fertilize the crops.  Starting now Julian,
like the rest of the fertilizer herd, will be put on a diet that consists
of nothing but raw fruits and vegetables.  And what that means is that in
two months time, Julian's waste will be able to be used as fertilizer for
human crops, in the same way that we use the manure of herbivores, such as
cows, to fertilize our crops."

"The fertilizer herd is large because that ensures that at almost any given
time there will be one of the fertilizer boys utilizing the special
composting/manure pits where the fertilizer boys eliminate, so that the
visitors can get to see the boys shitting.  The composting/manure pits
provide visitors with a valuable, real life, glimpse into the agricultural
cycle.  They get to see how animal waste is recycled, and is an important
part of nourishing healthy crops.  It's an especial valuable instruction
tool for everyone, not just the kids, because today so many people have no
idea where food comes from these days, how crops are grown and maintained,
and so on."

"And to mark their special status as `fertilizer boys', all the boys are
dyed a special shade of mauve."

Hal gulped, "Mauve?"

Arnold answered, "You know how some males have genitals that are darker in
color than the rest of their body?  Well that color, sort of the color of
eggplant, only not quite so dark, is the color we dye all of the fertilizer
boys.  It gives them a more, raw, sensual, animal-like, appearance; one
that is proper for working in a manure pit and fertilizing the crops."

Casey wondered, "How do you dye them?"

"We basically string them up and then lower them into a vat of dye up to
their necks.  They soak in the dye for 40 hours.  We dye their faces with a
facial mask application."

Hal asked, "Is the dye permanent permanent?"

Arnold laughed, "No.  The boys have to be re-dyed every two years."

Casey wondered, "Why was Julian selected to be head of the herd, and what
will be his special duties?"

Arnold continued, clearly enjoying discussing life out at the
Baldwin/Fletcher Farms, "The herd leader is directly responsible for
ensuring that the herd performs its tasks on schedule.  We usually select
prime specimens for herd leaders because they receive a special body
modification and each night they perform a very special service for the
field boys."

As Arnold continued speaking, Hal was gently holding the nude Julian by the
shoulders while Joe rubbed his body down with an alcohol solution.

Casey wondered, "What special role is that, Mr. Baldwin?"

Arnold responded with another broad smile, "We have almost 500 field slaves
out at the Baldwin/Fletcher Farms, and one of the chief ways in which we
control such a large collection of field slaves is through sex.  We reward
boys on good behavior with the opportunity for sexual release twice a
month.  Just about every evening from around 6 to 7 PM we string up all of
the herd leaders in special slings, and the field slaves whose turn it is
for sexual release can take their pick of the herd leaders."

"The special slings, being easily adjustable, give the field slaves easy
access to any and every part of the herd leaders' bodies.  Some boys just
want to be sucked off by the herd leader; some prefer instead to play with
the herd leader's body, by licking them all over, or playing with and
fondling various parts of their bodies; and some boys prefer having their
bodies licked and played with by the herd leader.  And of course quite a
few slaves just want to fuck the herd leader nice and hard.  But whatever
the field boys choose to do with the herd leader they have selected, they
are certain to have a great time getting their rocks off.  Each herd leader
usually services from four to eight boys a night.  It's a great, good time
for all of the boys, and it helps to create a really nice sense of
community among the field slaves."

Julian let out a yell and ran for cover under the large coffee table.  It
was a pathetic sight.  Julian was trying to escape from reality by running
for cover under the coffee table like a cat trying to avoid being placed in
a carrying case and taken off to the vet.

Hal took a long-nosed pair of pliers, the ends of which were padded,
reached under the table, and grabbed Julian by the nose with the special
pliers.  Hal was then easily able to pull the whimpering Julian out from
under the table by the pliers.

He guided Julian back into treatment position by the nose pliers and held
him in place by his nose as Joe continued rubbing down Julian's body with
alcohol.  The nose-pinching forced Julian to keep his mouth open, making
him look all the more pathetic.

Lloyd, Casey, and Arnold, had stopped their conversation to watch Julian's
escape attempt.  Once Julian was back under control, Arnold continued, "But
the one thing that almost all of the field boys want to do first to the
herd leader they select is to get their mouths on his cock.  It seems the
slaves just can't resist the taste of `herd leader' cock."

Lloyd had a quizzical look, "What do you mean?  What makes the leaders'
cocks so tasty to the field slaves?"

Arnold nodded, "It has something to do with the feel of that extra, super
long, foreskin in the mouth.  Really long foreskins are just so much fun to
slurp and suck on."

Lloyd was even more puzzled, "I still don't understand what you're saying.
Julian has a big cock, and he is uncircumcised, but his foreskin doesn't
appear to be `extra long'."

Before Arnold could answer, Joe, who had just finished rubbing Julian down,
was heard to ask Julian, "Do you need to use the bathroom before we diaper
and comfort stop you for the trip?"

Julian was numb and didn't answer.  Joe explained, "It's going to be two
hours before we have a rest room break, and if you soil your diaper, you
might find it embarrassing having to be diaper changed in a public
restroom."

Julian said he had to pee, so Hal fetched a urinal, took hold of Julian's
cock and aimed it into the urinal.

Lloyd and Casey watched Julian pee with much interest.  When Julian's piss
stream started to peter out, Arnold continued, "Of course, I can see why
you are confused.  You obviously have never actually been out to
Baldwin/Fletcher farms, and wouldn't know about the long foreskins of the
herd leaders."

Arnold paused a bit, wanting to phrase his answer so it did not appear too
shocking to the boys; "You have to remember that field slaves are basically
herd animals, and to that end we have to perform certain procedures and
body modifications on them to get them field ready."

Hal held Julian by his shoulders as Joe went behind Julian with a lubed
comfort stop and slowly started working it up his butt hole.  Julian
started yelping, which brought smiles to the faces of Joe and Hal.  Once
Joe had the plug inserted to the hilt and started to secure it in place
with a butt strap, Julian began to erect slightly.  Arnold called out to
Joe, "Give that thing a few jacks; it'll help calm him down."

It was shocking to Lloyd and Casey to see Julian get his dick pumped by Joe
as if he were a farm animal in need of taming.  But the surprise of it did
stop Julian's yelping and sobbing, even as his face turned red in shame.

Once Julian's hot-jock dick was nice and hard, and showed a wisp of precum,
Joe stopped the pumping and slipped a very thick diaper between his legs,
brought up the front and back, and taped up the sides.

Arnold, along with Casey and Lloyd watched Hal and Joe diaper Julian as he
continued with his explanation, "So, for example, all of the field boys
have their bodies ringed all over with heavy gauge rings for tethering
purposes.  Most of them have rings through both of their ears and tits, and
through their noses, navels, scrotums, and a really big one through their
cockheads."

Joe and Hal guided Julian to the wheeled dolly holding the open shipping
crate.  The crate was padded inside.  They guided Julian to the crate and
backed him into it.  The inside of the crate was affixed with cuffs at
various locations, and they secured the cuffs about Julian's arms and legs.

Arnold continued with his explanation as he watched the crating, "The
various herds all have their own body modification requirements.  Now the
fertilizer boys not only are body dyed, but we also surgically adjust their
ears so they stick out just a tad, to give them a slight dumbo-like
appearance.  We find that such ear treatment makes them more like cute
little animals, and makes them more endearing to the young kids and the
female population as they scurry about in the manure pit.  It sort of
minimizes the rawness of the rather crude task they have to perform in
working with manure, fertilizing the crops with their own shit, and
shoveling and wheelbarrowing loads of manure all about the fields."

Julian could be heard sobbing softly.

Arnold paused when he heard Julian sob and got off the course of his
narrative, "Don't let those sobs bother you.  The newly indentured do it
all the time."

When no more sobs were heard, Arnold continued with his explanation, "But
the most special body modifications of all are reserved for herd leaders,
like Julian.  Herd leaders are docked."

Casey went wide-eyed, "Docked?"

"That's right."

Casey asked again, "What do you mean?"

"We dock the cocks of all the herd leaders.  It's a surgical procedure.  As
soon as Julian arrives in Fresno he is going into surgery to get his ears
fixed and his body ringed.  While in surgery he will also be tattooed on
his shoulders, branded on his butt, and get his cock docked."

Lloyd wondered, "What exactly is docking?  It can't be what I think it is!"

"Docking is the cutting off of part of the penis shaft.  Out at the farms
we dock all of the herd leaders, leaving a one-inch stub."

Julian let out a yell and noisily struggled to free his arms and legs from
the cuffs.

Casey was furious, "That is fucking insane!"

Arnold held up a hand and shook his head in an attempt to calm Casey down,
"Hold on there, Casey, it's not as bad as it sounds!  You see, modern
surgical techniques allow part of the penis shaft to be docked, yet still
preserve all of the foreskin. Thus what you see on the herd leaders out in
the field is a beautiful long foreskin swaying in the wind as the boys
work.  The long flowing foreskins make them look more animal-like; kind of
like bulls."

"It's an aesthetic thing, makes them look more animal-like, like they
really belong out in the field, toiling away to serve us free people."

"And a lot of guys just really enjoy seeing a real jock stud type like
Julian with a docked cock.  It kind of makes them feel special, like `I may
not be a hot perfect jock with a perfect physique and handsome face, but at
least I got all of my rod'."

Lloyd quietly voiced, "Extreme body modifications are only allowed on lifer
slaves."

Arnold nodded, "That's true for some procedures, but modern docking is
viewed as a benign enough procedure that it is among those procedures
allowable on anyone indentured to a more than an 8-year term of service.
It in no way diminishes sexual drive or pleasure.  In fact some say it
increases both the desire for sex and the pleasure received from it."

As Julian could be heard sobbing away, Joe called out, "We're finished
here, Mr. Baldwin."

Arnold nodded towards Joe and Hal, "Excellent job, boys!"

Arnold touched Lloyd and Casey on the shoulder and nodded for them to
approach Julian, "Come on fellas, time to say your farewells."

Both Lloyd and Casey found the moment awkward.  Julian was in a padded
crate, naked except for a super thick diaper, and with cuffs attached to
his upper and lower arms and legs, and a strap about his waist.  And he was
about to turned into a cock-docked beast of burden with jug-handle ears.

When Lloyd and Casey approached Julian in the upright crate, Julian shook
his head, with tears rolling down his face, "Lloyd, Casey, you gotta go to
my dad and tell him what they're gonna do to me!  Please don't let it
happen!  Please, call the mayor.  Call the governor!"

Arnold let out a chuckle as Lloyd spoke, "I will do what you ask Julian, I
promise!  You hang in there, man!"

Casey reached out his hand and placed it on Julian's shoulder, "I love you,
Julian.  Don't you worry.  Everything's going to be okay!"

Arnold spoke too, but not to Julian, "Casey, Lloyd, I want both of you to
come out Baldwin/Fletcher farms for Julian's `rollout'.  It's going to be a
media sensation."

Casey responded, "I don't know, Mr. Baldwin, I'm saving all my money for
college, and so are my parents."

Arnold nodded and made a generous offer, "I tell you what; you come out for
Julian's rollout festivities, four months from now, and I will put you up
in the Baldwin/Fletcher Resort Hotel for your stay in Fresno!"

Lloyd, shocked at all that he had just learned, was direct, "There is no
way in hell I would support your circus of horrors!"

Lloyd then put a hand on Julian's shoulder, looked him in the eye, and
spoke directly and honestly, "I love you man!  Know that I am going to be
working non-stop from this moment on to get you out of this crazy
situation."

Julian and Lloyd both broke down and started crying out loud, overcome by
the horror of slavery.

Arnold, realizing he had a slightly more sympathetic ear in Casey, took him
aside and repeated his offer, "You really should come out for Julian's
`rollout day'.  I promise you that you will have the time of your life!
And, if you like, I'll even let you have a go at him as he hangs in the
sling!  You just might find the taste of `docked cock' rather to your
liking!"


To be continued...


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