Date: Tue, 9 Jul 2013 17:15:05 -0700 From: Randall Austin <randallaustin2011@hotmail.com> Subject: What They Did To Julian? 3 What They Did to Julian Part Three of Several Parts By Randall Austin This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. Please do not use my stories without my permission and please forward all comments to randallaustin2011@hotmail.com Randall Austin's Archive Group: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Randall_Austin_Stories Authors Comments: Please help us support Nifty and keep it a free site for all to enjoy. Please make a donation today. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Thank you... Please Check Out My Nifty Prolific Author Story List: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/prolific.html#randallaustin Casey Young's friends, especially Lloyd Reese, were very much against Casey's decision to attend Julian Raider's `rollout' at the Baldwin Fletcher Farms on July 4. Throughout the four months of Julian's training as a special category field slave, Casey had stayed in touch with Arnold Baldwin, probably more out of morbid curiosity rather than concern for Julian's welfare, though Casey certainly cared about Julian. It didn't take much doing from Arnold to convince Casey to attend the big rollout event, which the Baldwin brothers set for July 4th. July 4th was chosen as part of the Baldwin brothers' plan to make Julian's first day as a laboring field slave the biggest attendance day in Baldwin/Fletcher history. Along with the holiday date, the Baldwin brothers ran a national contest to name Julian Raider. Julian Raider became a media sensation shortly after his conviction and sentencing to 10 years servitude chiefly because he was a nationally known sports phenomenon, almost certain to have a Division I college scholarship. The field slaves out at the Baldwin/Fletcher Farms and theme park are named fancifully, and the winner of the `Name Julian Raider Contest' would receive for him/herself and three other family members or friends an all expense paid three-day trip to the Baldwin/Fletcher Farms in Fresno, California for Julian's rollout ceremonies. Casey, black haired and fair skinned, explained to his friends that he was only attending the rollout because he wanted to be there first hand to observe Julian's treatment, and to make sure that Julian was being treated in a humane fashion. Casey's friends, including Lloyd, eventually agreed with Casey that it would probably be a good idea for one of them to attend the rollout. Once Casey's friends approved, Casey contacted Arnold Baldwin, who offered Casey free lodging at the Baldwin/Fletcher Farms theme park hotel. Arnold, quite aware of Casey's interest in certain aspects of servitude, also said he would be delighted to serve as Casey's escort while he was in Fresno. Casey arrived in Fresno on the morning of Friday, July 3rd. Arnold met him at the airport, and explained, "I will give you a tour of the farms and theme park; let you see the field slaves in action; and take you to dinner. I am not going to let you meet Julian one on one until tomorrow evening, after the rollout ceremony and after Julian's first day laboring as a `fertilizer boy', because he is doing nicely now, and I don't want anything to break his concentration. We've got him trained up really nicely right now, and I think he's going to be putting on quite a show for the crowd!" Arnold explained to Casey that he and his brother Retcher's business decision to purchase Julian's lease was a smart move, "Tomorrow is going to be our biggest attendance day on record; and it will continue throughout the summer. Our hotel, and every other hotel in the city, is booked through September!" When Casey got back to his hotel room in the evening, after one of the most exciting days in his life, he could hardly wait to email his friends. "Hey Lloyd, Donny, Rick, Granger, Sam, Jack! How ya doin? Man, I don't know where to begin. I won't get to meet with Julian until after tomorrow's big rollout ceremony because Arnold doesn't want anything putting Julian off his game. Arnold says that they've got Julian pretty much trained to behave just the way they want him to, and they tell me that everyone, the Baldwin's, the trainers, AND Julian himself, are proud of the progress Julian has been making. Man, this place is like another world, another planet. It is amazing, for sure, to see the fields full of hundreds and hundreds of naked guys, all oiled, ringed, harnessed, belled, and fancifully painted and decorated, working the crops. I don't know how they do it, but the field slaves all seem to be happy and having fun. They laugh and seem to enjoy each other and their work, and putting on a show for people. They constantly smile and wave at the visitors, and flex their muscles and pose for them. Because their cocks and balls are cinched, it seems that at any given time more than half of the slaves have giant erections sticking straight up. And they seem to relish displaying themselves and their giant oiled, bobbing erections. The herd leaders, the handsomest guys of all, are `docked', but it isn't as bad as it sounds. They simply do a surgical procedure called `ferruling'; the top part of the penis is not actually cut off, but is sliced and formed into a cylinder of greater length, and it's all covered by the foreskin. So the guys who are docked actually look like they have the biggest cocks of all; long slender cocks and even longer foreskins that hang down to almost as low as a couple of inches above the knees. It actually looks kind of cool, but it does give them a raw, primitive, animal-like, appearance. But the field slaves seem happy; they are constantly hugging, kissing, and showing affection for each other. Arnold says the goal is to keep the field slaves happy, proud, of their status, and ever eager to display themselves. He says he wants them bounding around in the fields like happy puppies, and they kind of seem to be just like that; sort of like dumb, happy, animals. In fact, that is the part I don't understand, how they get such hot guys to be happy being all naked, decorated, and showing off. The Baldwin's only buy `prime stock', as Arnold put it. That means the field slaves are all guys like us, the kind of guys we would hang out with. (Hey Lloyd, Arnold even told me that he for sure would purchase you and me if we were ever up for sale. That kind of scared me, but he was just trying to compliment us.) But anyway, the field slaves seem to be happy being naked and showing off. And when I asked Arnold how in the heck they get guys that were once just like us to behave in such a way and accept their lot, he said that was due to the miracles that whips, paddles, straps, and punishment screws perform. Arnold Baldwin has been treating me like gold. He really is a generous guy. I think he's a homo, I'm not sure, but I don't really care; he is such a stud, and so totally cool. And he's fucking rich! Being here, I am beginning to see that this place really is a great education tool. I am really learning a lot about farming and animal husbandry, while having a great time. Everyone here, the families, all seem to be having a great and happy time. Everyone has a smile on their face. I gotta run now. I have to get ready. Arnold is taking me out to dinner tonight. I can hardly wait until tomorrow! I'll give you a full report on Julian's `rollout'. Cheers and beers, Casey" Once Casey sent the email to his friend, he stripped off his clothes and hopped into the shower. His dick got hard as he soaped it up; as he thought of all the pretty young women he had seen at the Baldwin/Fletcher Farms theme park. He wondered what it would feel like to be naked and ogled by so many attractive girls. The luxurious Baldwin/Fletcher Farms Hotel, at which Arnold had set Casey up in, was well appointed. The bathroom, besides having the usual assortment of lotions and soaps for guests, also had sample vials of high-end perfumes for female guests, and high-end colognes for the males. Casey, not normally a cologne wearer, thought that since Arnold was probably a homo, he might make himself more attractive to and more liked by Arnold if he was wearing cologne. It seemed a good idea. Casey had worn cologne only a couple of times in his life, and he wasn't sure of where to apply it, so he opened the small vial and applied the cologne to his finger and dabbed some onto each of his nipples, one dab to the base of his neck, one dab to his left ear lobe, and for the fun of it, rubbed some into his genitals' pubic hair. When Casey got into Arnold's silver and black Ferrari, Arnold smiled at him and said, "Wow, you look and smell great!" To be continued... For more of Randall Austin Stories, Please visit the Randall Austin Archive Group. While it does not yet contain all of Randall's stories [it will eventually], it gathers the stories in one convenient location. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Randall_Austin_Stories