Date: Wed, 17 Nov 2010 10:10:28 -0700
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: White Slave 26

Disclaimer: This story is fiction. All persons depicted are just names, all
actions are fiction. It deals with sex between consenting and non
consenting males. Any person under 18 should leave as well as any person
who lives in a State or Province where reading such stories is illegal.

Chapter 26

I left the basement and went looking for one of my Slave Masters. I found
Papa standing by the back door of the laundry.

"Papa, I want all my slaves lined up next to the slave barracks. That's all
of them. Inside and outside, get Samson and Justine to help. Tell all the
boys not to worry about cleaning up. I need to speak to them all."

"Yes Master."

As he took off, I stepped inside the laundry room to watch. Both washers
were going and the 6 boys had separated out the different things to be
washed. They were definitely better than the last crew. I noticed they were
wearing just the native leather short they all had. It covered their cock
and balls, but left their cute brown asses open to view. And a very nice
view it was. One of the boys walked over.

"Excuse me Master. I have to get some of these to sort."

I moved over a bit and as he bent down I ran my hand over his tight
buns. He grabbed a pile of Speedos and giggled at the same time. AS he
turned I bent down and whispered to him.

"You can sleep in my bed tonight if you want."  He almost dropped the
armful of dirty laundry. He walked back to the others chattering away in
the native language. Almost at once they were all smiling. I just turned
and walked outside. It was very easy to keep most of these boys happy. Just
inviting them to my bed made them want me that much more. My Big problem,
was I could not resist them.

I saw that some of the inside crew were already waiting by the square in
front of their barracks. I ordered the new laundry crew to join them. It
did not take long until all my slaves were lined up in front of the Slave
Quarters. I walked over to stand in front of them.

Justine walked up to me.

"All present Master except Thomas and Mali."

"Don't worry about them. I know where they are."

"I want total honesty from all of you when I ask my next question. Some of
you may have been punished by me for having dirty clothes on. I am not sure
what exactly the laundry crew was thinking, but not having clean clothes to
wear and not keeping the closets and cupboards filled with clean laundry
was inexcusable. Now, how many of you were punished because I caught you in
dirty clothes, because the laundry crew were not working. I want a show of
hands."

It took a while but eventually about 30 hands went up.

"I am sorry. It won't happen again. Five of the original crew are now on
the outside crew. I am sure each of you that were caused pain because of
them can think of a suitable punishment for them. As for Mali, he will not
be back to join your ranks."

I had not meant to go so far in what I said, but what they had just heard
was Mali was going to die for his error. Damn I had to be more careful in
how I put things. Well it might just be a good thing too. Maybe they would
think of me more as a Master and not love me as much. That would be
reinforced some more when I executed the two boys and girl who had hid the
escaped girl. They had to have known what would happen if they got
caught. Their parents were already dead.

I was becoming more like my Master. No real feelings for some, while loving
others. It did not bother me to execute the three that had helped the bitch
who had run off. That would be easy, but I wasn't sure about Mali. Even
though I had said it in front of all my Slaves, I wasn't sure I could go
through with it.

"Your all dismissed for the day. The new laundry crew will have clean
Speedos for you as quickly as they can." I turned and walked away.

I went into the sitting room and mixed myself a very stiff drink, walked
onto the veranda to think.

Me and my big fucking mouth. Now I had to get rid of one of my boys.

"May I speak to you Master?"

"Of course Papa, what's on your mind?"

"Master, you should not feel bad that you have condemned Mali to death. He
has been using all the boys, by withholding clean clothes so he could get
what ever he wanted from them. He is not a nice person."

"Getting what? No one has anything of value."

"Master, he made sure he always had a boy of his choice to bed. He also
would take some of the boys food in exchange for clean Speedos, to prevent
them from being punished."

"A real little cocksucker eh."

"Yes Master."

"Thank you Papa for keeping your ear to the boys. I wish I had known about
this before."

"Master, it was only after you talked to them that I found out. I will keep
a better watch from now on."

"Carry on Papa."

I went in and mixed another drink and sat back down to figure out what I
was going to do with Mali. I could do the same as I did to white boys when
they fucked up. Just emasculate him and let him bleed out. Or I could just
let Thomas play with him in the basement. Thinking about Thomas, I figured
I better check on him. As I stood up he walked out onto the veranda.

"I'm sorry Master, but Mali keeps passing out when I use the pain stick on
him."

"Not like you my little pain pig."

"Yes Master." He giggled.

"Too bad I didn't have a machine like the Colonel used on me."

"Master, why don't you borrow it?"

I thought about that for a while. Then picked up the phone and called the
Colonel. When I asked if I could borrow his machine.

"Got someone you need information from Jay?"

"No Sir, but I need something that could be used just as punishment
too. Using the pain sticks doesn't last long enough for some things that
have happened recently."

"Well call down to the workshop. That is where I had it built. They should
have two or three available. I intend to send one to all our installations
for use by the other intelligence officers."

"Thank you Colonel." I hung up and called the workshop.

They said they would box one up and send it to the manor house right
away. Cool I thought.

"Going to have one shortly. Want me to try it on you Thomas?"

"Really Master? Oh yes."

I pulled Thomas into my lap. I ran my hands over the slight bulge in his
Speedos. It did not stay small for long. He just leaned into me and moaned
as I played with his cock. I slipped my hand inside his suit and gripped
his nice walnut sized balls. I rolled them in my fingers. I knew I could
just squeeze the hell out of them and although Thomas would cry and scream,
he would still love every second I was causing him pain. It didn't matter
what I did to him, he just wanted more and more. It was one reason, I knew
I had to be careful. I am sure I could not cause Thomas any permanent
damage. I really did love the young boy. I gave him a kiss and he almost
passed out. God he was so easy to please.

"Thomas, was Mali blackmailing you too?"

"Yes Master, but it did not bother me too much."

"Why?"

"Master, every time you caught me in dirty Speedos, you used the pain stick
on my ass." He giggled.

"You really wanted to be caught in dirty clothes."

"Yes Master." Thomas said very quietly.

Thomas was to me the most obedient slave in my entire stable. I wondered
exactly how far he would go to please me. I could order him to suck off
every single one of my slaves and allow even Trent to fuck him and he would
gladly comply, even smiling after I ordered it. I wondered what else he
would do if I ordered it. Well I had time, so maybe an experiment was in
order.

"Thomas, would you do anything I asked you to regardless of what it was."

"Yes Master. I will always do anything you ask or order me to do."

"Good, come along."

I walked up to my bedroom. The guard just followed.

"You will not enter my room, regardless of what you here from inside. You
will also prevent anyone else from entering." I said to him.

"Yes Sir."

I went in my room closed and locked the door.

"Get undressed Thomas."

I undressed as Thomas quickly shed his Speedos and t-shirt. He was
definitely filling out after his ordeal on board ship and later in the
slave barracks. A few scars marred his skin, but with all the sun and good
food, they too were fading. I went to one of my dressers and pulled out a
set of arm and leg cuffs. I set them on the bed side table along with a
pain stick and a tube of lube. Then I laid on the bed.

"Come on Thomas, I want that nice cock inside me."

His eyes got as big as saucers. He scrambled onto the bed. His cock was
already hard. I pulled my legs back, exposing my hole to him. When he
reached for the lube I stopped him.

"Dry Thomas. Just like I have done you." I said.

Thomas wasn't very long, maybe about 5 and a half inches. Probably why he
like to bottom mostly. He brought the tip of his cock to my hole and
without waiting rammed it inside. I grunted in pain at his quick entry. HE
stopped.

"Come on white boy. Fuck me."

Thomas, like many of the boys here who had fucked me, used fast short
strokes, almost as if they wanted to make sure they could do it as long as
possible or before I changed my mind. He only lasted about 3 minutes,
before I felt his hot sperm shooting inside me. He almost collapsed when he
was done.

"That felt so good Thomas." I said to him smiling.

When he pulled out and sat back, I leaned forward and sucked his cock
clean. He was totally surprised.

"Now Thomas, I want to try an experiment. You promise to do absolutely
anything I ask?"

"Yes Master."

"This is what I want you to do. I'm going to get on my hands and knees on
the bed. I want you to cuff my hands to the rings on the headboard. I then
want you to cuff my ankles apart and hook them to the rings on the outer
sides of the bottom of the bed. Do that now." I knelt on the bed.

"Are you sure Master? If I get caught tying you up, your Master might
really hurt me."

"The only person that's going to hurt you Thomas, is me if you don't do as
I ask."

Thomas, cuffed my hands to headboard and then my ankles. He had to pull my
legs apart to hook the ankle cuffs to the baseboard.

"Very well done Thomas."

"Now this next part, I know you are not going to want to do, but you told
me you would always do anything I asked."

"I promise Master."

"Okay, before you do this next part I want you fit that ball gag on
me. Then I want you to lube the end of that pain stick and push it into my
ass. After you have it all the way in, lay on the bed so you can suck my
cock. After your sucking my cock, I want you to fire the pain stick."

With shaking hands he fitted the ball gag. I watched as he lubed the end of
the pain stick. It slipped in easy and didn't feel any different than a
thick cock. Laying on the bed between my legs he started to suck my cock. I
couldn't see what was happening now. When the 10,000 volts discharged into
my ass, my whole body spasmed. The stick was ejected from my ass and I
rammed my body downward. Surprising to me was the sheer pain and also
unbelievable pleasure that the electric shock that ran through my balls and
cock. I tried to scream through the ball gag and also felt intense pain in
my cock. I know I shot my load, I heard Thomas gagging. The pain only
lasted about 3 or 4 minutes and then a dull ache took over. Thomas quickly
pulled off my cock and I saw why the pain in my cock was so intense. He had
bitten it pretty hard and it was bleeding a bit. Thomas quickly undid me
and rolled me on to my back. He went back to sucking my cock. The bleeding
stopped quickly and Thomas sat back crying.

"What's the matter Thomas?"

"I hurt you Master."

"Well I admit it was very painful, but it was also very pleasurable. I can
see why you like it now." I laughed.

"Your not mad at me Master, even when I bit your cock?"

"No Thomas."

"What did you feel Thomas, when the pain stick went off?"

"The shock made me clamp my mouth shut real tight. I guess that is when I
bit you."

"I guess if it had been on level two, you might have bit my cock right
off. I laughed again.

Thomas was still crying so I pulled him into my arms and held him. Very
interesting. The pain was no where near as bad as I thought it would be and
the feelings in my nuts and actually all over my lower body was so intense
to be wonderful. I knew when I shoved it in Thomas' ass he felt the same
way. That's why his cock always fired.

"It's more pleasure than pain, isn't it Thomas?"

"Yes Master."  I hugged him tighter.

"Master, will you please do it to me."

"Yes Thomas, I will and any time you want it."

Thomas rolled onto the bed and pulled his legs up. I fitted the ball gag on
him.

"Ready?" I said.

He nodded his head and I fired the pain stick. I kept a good grip on it so
it remained inside him. His whole body jumped and his cock fired off
spraying his sperm from head to naval. After he settled down, he watched as
I switched it to level two. I fired it again. This time his whole body
thrashed on the bed and he screamed in the ball gag. His cock fired a few
small shots, but remained rock hard. I slowly pulled the pain stick out. He
had told me he wanted it on his cock and balls too, so I touched his tight
ball sack and fired it again. He screamed again and I was sure that this
time I had gone far enough, but in no time he was just laying limp on the
bed. Sweat pored off his body.

"Enough boy, or do you want it on your cock too?"

He nodded his head.

"Is that a nod you want it on your cock?"

He nodded again.

I zapped the end of his cock. This time he did pass out and I set the stick
down. About ten minutes later he came around with a big smile on his
face. I removed the ball gag.

"Oh Master. That was so intense."  I took Thomas in and had a long hot
shower. After getting dried I gave him a clean set of Speedos and t-shirt
from my stores. He looked real hot, now that he was filling out. I pulled
him into my arms and kissed him.

"Master, if you do that too much I will cumm in my Speedos."

"Well I guess I would just have to punish you then." I laughed.

I didn't figure he could get off for a while so I was safe.

"Thomas, there is something else I want you to do for me."

"Yes Master."

"I want you to terminate Mali."

"You mean you want me to kill him?"

"Yes."

"Can I do it any way I want Master?"

"Yes."

"Will you help me get him out of the cage and into rings in the ceiling?"

"Okay. Lets go."

Mali was pretty much still out of it and it did not take long to get him
out of the cage and hooked to rings in the ceiling and floor. Now spread
open, Thomas could do anything he wanted to the boys body. I moved back
into the shadows to watch. I saw Thomas turn around and look for me, but
just shrugged his shoulders when he didn't see me. He removed his clean
clothes and carefully set them aside. Guess he didn't want to get them
dirty.

I watched as he walked around the basement. He picked several different
objects and then set them down. He seemed to be wandering aimlessly. Almost
as if he didn't know what to do. I was very much mistaken. He walked to a
sink in one corner and picked up a small bucket. He filled it and walked
back over to Mali. He threw the bucket of water over Mali. It brought him
around. I watched as Mali looked around, tried to get free and then looked
at Thomas.

"Mali, I would have gladly sucked you off anytime you wanted and I love to
have a cock in my ass. You could have even used the pain stick on me and I
would not have stopped you. Instead you wanted a hold on all those boys,
why I am not sure, but one thing I know, you really fucked up big time."

"So big deal. All you are is a dirty white slave boy. I seen you kowtowing
to the White Slave, like he is some kind of God. He's just like us. You saw
how his Master punished him. I laughed when it happened."

"Mali, you just don't understand. I like to be a slave for my Master. He
gives me everything I have ever wanted and I think he loves me too. You
never accepted his Masters declaration that all Islanders are slaves."

"No and I never will. What gives him the right to enslave me?"

"I guess I would say might. IF you had refused, you would be dead already."

"Well, I would rather be dead than a slave to that white asshole you call
your Master."

"Your going to get your wish Mali. My Master and yours has told me I can do
anything I want with you. He has ordered me to terminate you."  "If you
have the guts you mean." Mali said.

"I don't know, but first I am going to suck you off."

I didn't see what he picked up from the table near by, but watched as he
slipped Mali's cock into his mouth. Mali started to moan as Thomas sucked
him. He was obviously doing something else while he sucked, because all of
a sudden he stepped back. I saw he had fitted a parachute harness around
Mali's nut sack and attached the bucket to it.

"Changed my mind. I don't ever want to taste you again."

Mali yelped when the bucket hanging from his balls swung free.

"You can scream all you want. No one is going hear you or come to your
rescue. My Master left me alone, so now I can do anything I want to you. I
was going to just use the pain stick until you died, but not now. First,
I'm going to see if I can pull your balls off."

Mali started to scream at that point and Thomas just laughed. When he
dropped a weight into the bucket, it not only pulled Mali's ball sack down,
it pulled his cock too.

"Damn cock and ball rings." He said.

He removed everything from Mali and then removed the cock and ball
rings. Then he hooked Mali back up. Mali was crying and screaming. Thomas
just ignored his pleas. Not wanting to interfere, I slowly made my way out
of the basement. When I got back to the sitting room, I saw that the
machine had arrived. I opened the box. It had everything including a hand
written instruction sheet. I grabbed a beer and sat down to read. It was
pretty easy to operate. I'd try it on Thomas.

When I looked at all the parts, the metal dildo was missing and just a
thick probe was in the box. The dildo must have belonged to the Colonel.  I
wandered if he used it on himself.

Thomas, never even made it up until well after dinner. As My Master, Simon,
the Colonel and I were sitting sipping after dinner drinks, I saw him
standing by the entrance to the sitting room.

"Come here Thomas."

Thomas walked into the sitting room. He bowed to my Master, Simon and the
Colonel and then kneeled at my feet.

"Is it done Thomas?"

"Yes Master."

"Is what done?" My Master asked.

"Master, the boy I placed in charge of the laundry took it upon himself to
enslave a few boys for his own personal use. He withheld clean clothes and
other things, so that when caught, those boys were punished by me. He also
decided he would never willingly accept being enslaved by me or anyone
else. I had Thomas terminate him in the basement."

"So how did he do it?" The Colonel asked.

"I don't know. I left it entirely up to Thomas."

"Well boy, lets go see how you did it." My Master said.

WE all walked down to the basement. Mali was still hanging from the ceiling
rings. The first thing I noticed was there was very little blood, although
both his balls and cock were gone. He had not bled out. When I got close to
him I saw that Thomas had tied a tight wire around the base of his cock and
on his ball sack. I also detected an odor, like over cooked meat in the
air, but for the life of me I could not figure out what had killed him. I
figured Thomas had used the pain stick on level three.

"Explain what you did Thomas." I said.

"Master, I wanted to pull his balls off first, but even when I had the
bucket full of weights it still would not rip them off. The bucket was
almost to the floor. I remembered how much blood there was when you cut
those boys balls off so I tied a wire around his sack before I cut them
off. Mali hardly even noticed. I wanted to make him yell some more so I
tied another wire around his cock above the ring. I then cut his cock
off. He screamed for a long time after that. I was just going to use the
pain stick on level three when I saw the tool crib at the back of the
basement. I went over and found that thing on the table."

When I looked, it looked like an old long handled soldering rod.

"I remembered seeing a guy use one in the shop at the home I was in and
knew it got real hot, so I plugged it in. When I pushed it into Mali's ass
he went berserk. By the time I had it all the way in he passed out. He
never came around, even when I splashed water on him so I made sure he was
dead with the pain stick."

"You did real fine boy." My Master said.

We left Mali hanging and went back to the sitting room. Thomas just sat at
my feet.

Justine and Samson knew that unless I asked for them, they always slept in
the slave barracks. I'm sure they never slept alone. I had the boy from the
laundry and Thomas in my bed. I allowed both to fuck me before I fucked
both of them. I also gave Thomas his wish and used the pain stick on his
ass a couple of times.

When I got up in the morning, I told Justine to get some of the outside
crew and remove Mali from the basement and put him in the grave he had dug
for me. I had Samson bring the three condemned to the grave site as well. I
simply emasculated all three and cut their throats before they were stuffed
in the grave and buried. Although the four boys who brought Mali got very
wide eyed when I just executed the three natives, none said anything. I
figured it would be spread around very quickly that I could and would
execute anyone I figured stepped to far out of line.

After a quick tour both inside and outside, I had Justine take me to the
Headquarters. Not really having anything specific for him to do, Thomas
became sort of an aide to me.

When I got to Headquarters, My Master and Father were talking in the lounge
area. Before I could even go into the computer room, My Master called me
over.

"Well, white boy, are you interested in tackling another problem?"

"Problem Master? What kind of problem?"

"Father here received an older male in error during one of his trips to the
US. This one is a nineteen year old Native American. He doesn't want him,
so I said I would take him off his hands. Well that might have been a
mistake on my part. When told he was to be trained as a slave, he went
crazy and it took six instructors to bring him down. He is from what I have
seen almost immune to pain. He was hit six times with the pain stick and it
never even phased him. We were finally able to subdue him and now have in
cells. I figured I was just going to terminate him. Want a crack at taming
this savage?"

"All I can do is try Master. If he is hard to train Master, I am surprised
he is still alive."

"When you see him, you'll know why." He chuckled.  "I will try Master."

My Master dismissed me and I went in to check the daily emails. Thomas just
sat close by quietly, knowing not to disturb me while I was working. Only a
single email was of any interest and that one only stated they believed the
missing prisoner was in the Los Angeles area. So my planted information was
slowly getting into the hands of the federal forces. I gave it to my Master
before I headed for the cell block to meet this vicious native boy.

I told Thomas, Justine and my guards just to wait. I went inside.

"Good morning Sir." The guard room soldier said.

"I'm here to see the Native."

"No problem Sir. Don't get to close to the cell, he almost strangled the
guard who took him his breakfast this morning."

"Can I borrow that chair?"

"Go ahead Sir."

As I walked down the cell block, I saw the open door of the Colonels
interrogation room. I set the chair down and went in to look. The table was
dead center of a completely tiled room. I noticed a drain under the
table. His machine sat close to the table along with a wide variety of
instruments. Torture instruments. He had a very big and wicked looking
collection of things to use on a human body to extract information. I
shuddered as I left the room, picked up the chair and headed for the
prisoner.

I set the chair well back from the bars and sat down. I saw what my Master
meant when he said I would understand why he was reluctant to just
terminate him.  He stood about five foot eleven inches and weighed I would
say about 180 to 200 pounds. He had long shiny black hair and piercing
black eyes. A prominent nose above thin lips. His arms and legs were very
muscled. A very prominent six pack was above the treasure trail that led
into a very full basket, covered with what looked like a leather thong. No
shirt or shoes. He was pacing back and forth across the cell. I just sat
and looked at him.

From his features I figured he was Blackfoot or maybe Sioux. He looked like
he had never been raised on a reservation either.

Every once in a while as I sat looking at him, he would look over at
me. Finally he stopped and walked close to the bars.

"Who the fuck are you and what do you want?" He growled.

"I'm just a white slave who wanted to see the guy who took down six
instructors, before you are executed."

"So they are going to kill me?"

"Does that bother you?" I asked.

"Of course it bothers me, but I will not become a slave to blacks."

"Would you consider becoming my slave?"

"How can I be a slave to a slave? That doesn't make sense."

"Well, I am a special White Slave, that has slaves of my own. My Master
allows me to keep slaves to operate his house and to help satisfy his
guests. I also do other things for him."

He just stood and looked at me.

"What's your name?"

"Red Cloud."

"Is that your first name or last?" I asked.

"My Christian name is John, but I prefer Red Cloud."

"Then I will call you Red Cloud. You are Blackfoot or Sioux."

"I am Sioux, but how would you know?"

"Before I started my final year at MIT, I did a comparison study on Native
Americans. It was about the different effects the White Civilization had on
both reservation Natives and non reservation Natives. I suspect you were
never raised on a reservation. Almost 70% of all Natives raised on
reservations used some kind of substance, like sniffing glue, gasoline,
alcohol or hard drugs. Also most were sexually abused, sometime as young as
ten. You have none of the blemishes associated with substance abuse and I
suspect you were never sexually abused."

"You are very smart for a white man. I was raised in Bismarck. My Father
was an engineer for Southern Pacific."

"Where did you learn to fight? You really laid a number on those
instructors."

"When you are the only Native in an all white school, it was necessary to
learn quickly how to defend myself. I took several kickboxing
courses. Nobody like to fight with me, they always lost." He smiled.

The first smile. It made him look even better.

"Well Red Cloud, your choices are very simple. Either become one of my
slaves and submit to absolutely anything I ask or later today the Colonel
will have you dragged into his interrogation room and then you will die
very slowly and very painfully."

The smile quickly left his face.

"I have never submitted to any White or Black before."

"Well, I can't force you. You have to make that choice yourself."

"If I submit to you, what will I have to do?"

"Anything I ask, but I can show you one thing that all slaves, white,
Native, Asian or Islander have to submit too."

"What is that?"

I knew the next thing I was going to do, might put my life in jeopardy, but
I needed to trust him too. I stood up and lowered my shorts. I walked up
the bars of his cell. He was now within striking distance if he wanted to
hurt me.

"You have to have this ring put on and you need this copper ring implanted
on your cock. The copper ring is for punishment if you really screw up. The
other can be used to control you."

He just stood looking.

"What else?" He asked.

"I presume you are still a virgin. You won't be for long."

When I said that, he took two steps back and clinched his fists at his
side.

"By a nigger?" He growled.

"No, by me."

"So, for me to become your slave, I must submit to having you fuck me."
"Essentially yes, however, you will also have to suck cocks and have your
cock sucked. I'm not unkind and if you prefer a women, I have several that
will submit to you."

He just stood looking at me. I pulled up my shorts and went back and sat
down.

"Well, what is your answer. If it is yes, all you need do is remove the
covering you are wearing. That will tell me you are willing to do anything
I ask. If however you go back on your word, I will just turn you over to
the Colonel."

He started to pace again. I noticed his eyes were glassy. This was very
proud young Native, who had never before submitted to a white mans
demands. Now he had a choice, submit or die, but not just submit, but agree
as well to being abused. A very tough decision for one so proud.

He finally stopped and walked to the bars. He slowly undid the strings
holding up his covering and let it drop. I saw a nice five inch, thick
uncut cock above a nice set of balls, almost buried in a thick black
bush. Too bad he was going to lose that bush when the ring was implanted. I
got up, went to the table and picked up a set of hand cuffs. I opened his
cell door. I told him to put his hands behind his back. I cuffed him. When
I looked at his face, tears were running down his cheeks.

"I am very, very glad you decided to become one of my slaves Red Cloud. You
are a very good looking young man. I just could not stand to have you
simply tortured to death. It would have been such a lose."

"I don't ever want to see you punished. You must call everyone who asks you
a question or speaks to, with exception of other slaves Master."

"Yes Master."

I led him out of the cell block. The guard came around the counter.  "You
tamed him eh. Well I owe him a couple of shots for what he did this
morning."

"Touch him and you will answer to my Master." I said.

I picked up a phone and called Headquarters. After getting connected to my
Master, I told him I was taking Red Cloud to the hospital to get his rings
fitted.

"You got him to cooperate? How the fuck did you do that so fast?"

"Master, any one will cooperate given his options."

"Well I will see you at the house later and you can explain it to me."

"Yes Master." I hung up.

I led Red Cloud out and into the cart.

"Hospital Justine."

"That's Justine pulling the cart and this is Thomas. Both are part of my
stable of boys."

"How many slaves do you have Master?' He asked.

"You will make 71. I had to terminate one yesterday because he refused to
accept slavery."

When I got to the hospital, I led Red Cloud inside. I went to the Doctors
office.

"Doctor, do you have time to fit this boy with the rings?"

"Yes indeed, but do you want the new style or old?"  "I did not know there
was a new style Doctor."

He took me over to a bench and showed the new style ring. Along with the
ring that went around the base of the penis, was a ring that encircled the
balls. Very much like the cock and ball ring I had on all my boys. The
difference was when he applied power to the rings. Both tightened up, the
one on the cock to almost closed and one around the balls to about ¼
inch. Fuck would that hurt big time.

"I guess that one will do. Does it take longer?"

"No."

After strapping him in a chair, one of the new hospital slaves came in and
shaved him. He was pretty pissed at that, but I told him he could grow it
back later. The Doctor only took about 10 minutes to implant the copper
ring and put the Prince Albert ring on the head of his cock. Being wide
awake, he watched almost fascinated as the doctor quickly worked. The new
copper ring, with ball ring worked the same as the cock and ball rings,
pulling his balls forward. He would not need a cock and ball ring.

After he was finished I took Red Cloud back to the Manor House. He was
impressed. I took him up to my bedroom and cuffed one hand to the
headboard.

"Are you going to fuck me now Master?" He asked.

"No, that will come later. When the freezing comes out of your cock it is
going to be extremely painful. I want you to stay on the bed for at least
six hours. If you need to piss or shit, Thomas here will be your toilet
boy."

"You mean he will eat my shit and drink my piss. That's gross."

"Never the less, he doesn't mind. Thomas you will also make sure he is fed
and do anything else he requires. I will be back before dinner."

"Yes Master." Thomas said.

I left the two of them and headed back down stairs. I checked the
laundry. All the laundry was done and the six boys were playing dice on the
floor. All six quickly stood and bowed.

"Very good job boys. You are all free to do as you please once your work is
done, however if any other laundry arrives it must be done too."

"Yes Master." They answered in unison.

I went and checked on how the progress was coming on the new wall around
the Manor house. The five boys from the old laundry crew looked like they
had been fucked several times each. Cumm mixed with dirt covered their
legs. I also noticed Samson had tied them together, with a cord through
their Prince Albert rings. Must be a bitch for them when one or the other
moved. I just chuckled and left them alone.

I met Papa on my way back to the house.

"Master, two native boys took off last night. The Colonel picked them up on
the road to their village. I have them in cells downstairs."

"When are they going to learn?"

"What do you wish Master?"

"Rig a gallows next to the slave quarters. Running away is a capital
offence. My Master has decreed anyone who does and is caught is to be
executed."

"Yes Master."

Some how, I was going to have to get through to these boys, that running
was not an option. Just hanging them didn't seem to do it. They all knew
the fate and saw when she was garroted next to the two people that had
sheltered her. They also knew the fate of the three kids that had been part
of the family. Those two boys made three that had run off. I wanted to know
why, so I headed for the cells in the basement.

Both boys although they saw me come in never moved.

"Well want to tell me why you ran off, knowing you would be caught
eventually and then executed. It is such a lose. You both are very good
looking young men."

"When we volunteered, we didn't know all we were going to be was a boy toy
for anyone who wanted to use us."

"If you hadn't volunteered you would have been picked to be just that to
one of the black guards. At least here you had more freedom and at least
some choice."

I just turned and left them to think on their fate. I met Benny in one of
the halls. He was back in white Speedos and t-shirt.

"Why are you back here Aaron?'

"The Colonel found another and sent me back to you Master."

 He said with tears in his eyes.

"So all the people you love have forsaken you."

"Yes Master." This time crying openly.

"Aaron, I still love you and you will always have a place here." I pulled
him into my arms.

"Thank you Master. I love you too."

"Now what am I going to do with you?"

"Master, I went to join the outside crew, but Samson told me to see you
first."

"Well with you and Thomas, I don't think anyone uses a toilet in this place
anymore. I guess you can join the outside crew. There at least you will get
everything you want. Tell Samson you are to be toilet boy for his crew."

"Yes Master. Thank you Master." He smiled.

Thomas and Aaron must be aliens. They both loved to drink piss and eat
shit. How their bodies worked was totally beyond me, yet it never bothered
either of them. Both still ate regular meals although I didn't know how
much. Having a stomach full of shit meant they were never hungry. I just
shook my head as I watched Aaron bound down the hall. Problem was both were
fantastic in bed too and even their cumm remained sweet.

Fuck, two more executions today. I headed for the sitting room. When ever I
needed to think these days I needed a beer or a drink. To remember or
forget, I wasn't sure which. Grabbing a beer I headed for the
veranda. Justine was sitting in the shade.

"Get out of the harness, grab yourself a beer and come sit beside me
Justine."

Justine did as I told him.

What I really needed was a constant reminder, that running away was not
only unacceptable but also fatal. A thought came to mind as I looked along
the roadway to the new gate that the boys had just finished. I told Justine
what I wanted down after he had finished his beer. He took off and with
Papa's help set up my object lesson.

When they were done, Justine brought the two signs on a chain I had ordered
made up.

We had several guests for dinner that night. My Master did not introduce
any of them although they looked at me like I was a fish in a bowl. A small
fish in their bowl. It was unnerving.

TBC
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