Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2012 08:48:38 -0700
From: Randall Austin <randallaustin2011@hotmail.com>
Subject: What's Going On Dad? - Part 23

What's Going On, Dad?

By Randall Austin

PART TWENTY-THREE

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The Sol Halvorson series of DVD's, `Effective Servitor Control', while made
in the 90's and not always the most up to date or politically correct of
the various slave training series on DVD, were all that was available at
the local public library, so Robin eagerly checked out all five DVD's in
the series.

Robin spent most of Friday and Saturday viewing the videos, skimming over
the boring parts dealing with such things as servitor etiquette, intently
watching the parts that dealt with `effective' control techniques, and
re-watching those parts that focused on dealing with slaves who were
stubborn or balked at commands.

Robin, who had chosen to watch the series partly for prurient interest, had
hoped that the series would include servitor nudity. It did not. But in the
end Robin didn't care; he felt he had learned a lot from the videos; and
anyway he had a slave that was much better looking than any slave in the
videos, and who was kept naked all the time.

The fact that Robin's cock was hard after he had finished watching the
series was not the reason he decided that this was the day he had to go to
the warehouse and finally get what he wanted. No, Robin knew that he had to
act today because of Sol Halvorson's exhortation; "If you have a slave who
doesn't want to do something that you order him to do, you are showing him
no kindness by letting it slide and putting off dealing with the situation
for another day. All you are telling a slave by being lenient is that `he
can get his way if he pouts long and hard enough'!"

Robin felt that all of the slave handling and control techniques that were
demonstrated in the video made sense to him, and he intended to use them
today!

He gathered a few servitor control tools that were supplied by the state
when he was presented with Lucas's indenturement order. The control tools
had never been used. And until he watched the videos Robin didn't really
know what many of them were for or how to use them. Mr. Timmons classes and
personal coaching sessions had all dealt more with overseer/servitor
relationships rather than with physical control.

The servitor control tools came with a neat carrying case. Robin put the
tools in their carrying case and placed the case in his Hyundai Accent GL,
the car he was given on his 16th birthday by his father. Robin had at first
been ashamed of his Hyundai. He didn't understand why his father had given
him just about the cheapest car sold in the United States. Robin was one of
the richest and most privileged kids in the city, and though he was not
ostentatious, the car almost screamed, `My parents don't have any money!'

But when, later in the same year, Robin's father gave him the gift of his
brother as his personal slave, indentured and registered into the most
expensive and exclusive servitor category, Robin started driving his
Hyundai without embarrassment. He came to realize, as his father had always
taught him, that one should have no reservations about spending big money
on the truly important things of life, such as slaves and food. If one felt
one should scrimp in some areas, then scrimp, instead, on the purely
utilitarian items of life.

When Robin put the key in the ignition, he paused and wondered; perhaps he
should get some beer to help himself to relax and be less nervous. But he
decided against it, he needed to do what he was about to do. He didn't need
to make excuses for himself or try to hide from what he was about to do.
What he was about to do was his right! And besides, he was so horny he
figured that beer would only cause him to lose his sexual edge.


***


The `Jument Servitor Group Counseling/Retreat Session', which Lucas
attended, made a bigger impression on Lucas than he had at first realized,
for it forced him to confront his situation. Lucas knew all along, since
being indentured, that he was not being treated like an ordinary slave. But
he now knew for certain that the servitor system did indeed consider
`drudge jument' servitorship to be a legitimate, beneficial, and important
part of the overall fabric of the National Social Services Agency, and as
such any claims he would ever attempt to make that he was being treated
unfairly or inhumanely would simply be passed off as basic ignorance on his
part.

Lucas was restless to find happiness. In recollecting his recent
experiences, Lucas knew, but found it hard to admit, that the advice Chad,
from Servitor Freedom International, had been offering him about accepting
subservience as a way to a peaceful existence, actually did create a unique
feeling within himself. But it was a feeling he was afraid of; it was too
unlike feelings he had ever before experienced it was too emotional, too
physical, surprisingly intense, too sensual, and almost forbidden; giving
off very dark feelings that seemed to promise glory, the way fleeting
thoughts of incest had made him feel when he was a younger free boy.

Once such feelings of subservience would start to well up within Lucas as
he tested them out on such people as Mr. Jackson and Peter Sterling, Lucas
would back away, fearing that he would lose control of himself and be
turned into some kind of slave animal.

But life, Lucas, reasoned, should not be this way; so dreary and hopeless
that he had to try and manufacture ways to be happy. He could no more be
happy doing the things that used to make him happy; swimming in a big clear
lake, partying with friends, and having fun with girls. How could it be
that his life had been taken away, that he was in fact kept naked,
tethered, tracked, and trollied, in a warehouse in the 21st Century?

Lucas's thoughts stirred his anger once again, and he made his way to his
computer, determined to shake things up. He was going to register a protest
such as the world had never before heard from a slave. He made his way to
his computer, brought it to life, and started to type his thoughts down in
a text document.

As he typed he heard a door open, and someone entering his quarters. It was
his brother, Robin, carrying a case. "Robin!"

Lucas put his computer to sleep as he stood up. The giant smile on Lucas's
face immediately disarmed Robin, who was suddenly embarrassed at what he
had planned to do. He quickly set the case containing the implements of
control down at the entranceway. He would die if Lucas found out what was
in the case.

Robin walked up to Lucas and Lucas gave him a big brother hug that was full
of love. Robin could feel the love. As the brothers hugged, Robin could
smell his older brother's sweet sweat. Robin loved his brother. Truly loved
him. And he longed for him physically more than ever; he wanted to lick his
big-brother arm pits, rub his big-brother chest, feel up his buttocks and
ass crack, lick him all over, possess his cock, and fuck him so hard that
both Lucas and he would enter into a magic land of eternal bliss.

The brothers sat and talked. Robin gave Lucas the latest news, "Dad has
decided to buy Timothy and put him to work here in the warehouse. Timothy's
father is so grateful to dad that dad made the decision. That way Uncle
Hildebrand doesn't have to worry about Timothy ending up in some shitty
position."

"Dad says that they've turned Timothy into a real nice and obedient slave,
if you can believe it. He says Timothy is a totally different person."

Robin noted that Lucas looked somewhat worried, "Don't you worry about a
thing. If Timothy does anything that is in the least bit inappropriate,
just let me know. I assure you that Dad will have him out of here so fast
poor Timothy won't know what hit him."

"Dad wants you to show him the ropes, teach him everything about the
job. Dad figures that will take about two weeks. Then once Timothy is
trained, you're coming home to live with us."

A giant smile played on the brother's faces. Lucas gave his brother Robin
another quick hug.

Lucas wondered, "Where will Timothy be housed and sleep?"

"Here, with you, Lucas."

"But this trolley and tracking system doesn't allow one set of tethers to
pass beyond the other. We will always have to be on the same side of each
other."

Robin explained, "Timothy isn't going to tracked and trollied the way you
are."

Lucas was surprised, "Why not?"

"He's a different kind of slave from you, bro. He's registered as a 'common
domestic'."

Lucas felt humiliated; the punk Timothy had more rights as a slave than he
did. "But he might try to run away."

"No Lucas, he can't do that. Unlike you, Timothy will be fitted with a
collar that tracks his every move. The collar also contains built in
electro-control, so they can bring him down with electric shocks in an
instant if they need to."

The talk depressed Lucas.

And Robin, now, though not depressed, was upset and disappointed.

Although today clearly was not the day to `take' his brother, Robin calmed
himself by reminding himself of what he knew to be true; Lucas was his
property, and that would never change; Lucas belonged totally to him; it
was his right to possess Lucas totally and do whatever he wanted to him;
Lucas would submit; and Lucas would one day be happier than he had ever
been before in his life. Robin knew these things would all come true, even
with the things he intended to do to Lucas, and the way he intended to make
him live, once he got him back home.



To be continued...


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