Date: Thu, 9 Dec 2010 12:53:22 -0700
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: White Slave 30

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 30

The next few days were pretty laid back around the facility. I made
arrangements for all my boys to spend 24 hours at the breeding center.
Simon did put the studs in my cock and although he said it didn't hurt, to
me it hurt like hell. No sex for almost five days. I took my frustrations
out on Thomas in the basement, much to his pleasure, although it only acted
as a temporary help to me.

Very late one evening Simon and I were necking in the sitting room of the
manor house. It was really too damn hot for sex so we were just sort of
spooning on one of the couches. The big TV was on in the background. As I
casually watched the news I heard an announcement that the National Fund
Endowment program had awarded 45 young men and women scholarships to the
college of their choice. This was the same Endowment program that had
funded my first year at MIT. I sat up to listen, almost pushing Simon on to
the floor.

"What's up love?"

"Listen love. This the same outfit that paid my way to MIT."

"So?"

"Well I am curious as to where they are sending them this year. When I won
it I went to Banff in Canada."

It was announced that the forty five recipients of this years award would
be going to Cancun Mexico for ten days. I knew none of the boys or girls
would be over 17 and all would be in pretty good shape. One of the
requirements was both virginity in the girls and also drug and alcohol
free. I looked at Simon.

"I know that look love. You are thinking again."

"I wonder what the Foundation would pay if all those winners were
kidnapped?"

"Wow baby! Your thinking big now."

"Well if they didn't pay the ransom, they might make good slaves too."

"Uncle Sam does not pay ransoms." Simon said.

"Well the Foundation might."

"Lets go to the headquarters and check this out online." I said.

"Now? You know what time it is?"

He didn't wait for my answer, just stood up and hollered for Samson. Thomas
took off to get one of my horsemen. A few minutes later a half a sleep
Justine came in with Thomas helping him into a harness.

"Yes Master."

"Take us to headquarters."

We spent about two hours getting all the information available on the tour
by the foundation winners. I noticed Thomas staying well away from me on
the trip back to the manor. He seemed very distressed.

I knew he and Justine had probably been enjoying each other, but didn't
know what his problem was. He started to leave as soon as we got back.

"Thomas. Come over here." I said.

Thomas very reluctantly came into the light by the veranda. I knew right
away what his problem was. His Speedos were covered in dirt and from the
looks of it cumm, probably Justine's. Before I could speak Justine stepped
into the light.

"Master it is my fault. I got him dirty." I almost laughed.

Justine's Speedos were even dirtier than Thomas'.

"Well what have you two to say for yourselves?" I said sternly.

"Were sorry Master. We didn't realize we got dirty until after." Thomas
said.

"Well you both are on report and will meet me in the basement tomorrow
morning at nine o'clock."

"Yes Master." They both said.

I dismissed them and went inside.

"Your not going to punish them are you?' Simon asked.

"Only scare them a little." I laughed.

"I think they are both scared already."  "Justine has always been careful
and Thomas, ever since I put that machine to him has never once been caught
in dirty Speedos. I told him the next time I caught him he would spend an
hour on the machine."

"No fucking wonder he is scared."

"I'll let them punish each other. Now lets go to bed love."

Simon loved my studded cock in him as much as I loved his. After enjoying
each other, we both took one of the boys assigned to his room. They too
were in heaven when we fucked them. Very early we finally went to sleep.

After a late breakfast Simon took off for headquarters, while I went to
deal with my two misbegotten slaves. I found both waiting in the basement
dungeon. Both looked very scared. Thomas had tears in his eyes, thinking
about what I had told him before about being caught in dirty Speedos.

"Well what am I going to do to you two bad boys?"

"Master, it is my fault. You should only punish me." Justine said.

"Thomas knows what I told him the last time I caught him in dirty clothes."

Thomas had tears streaming down his face. He remembered the last time and
my word of what would happen if I caught him again. Justine did not. He had
always prided himself on always been very clean. Now I had both down
here. To be honest I really liked both boys, maybe even loved both. They
had both been perfect slaves in everyway.

"Both of you strip. Stand at the inspection position."

I turned to the machine. I pulled it out from the wall and moved it into
the light. I switched it on and picked up two wires. I told Thomas to come
closer. As he stood next to me, I attached one wire to his prince Albert
ring and the other to his cock ring. I then told Justine to step closer. I
picked up two more wires. I attached him the same way. I then affixed
ground ankle clamps to each.

I adjusted the machine to 500 volts at 1 amp.

"Thomas, I told you, you would end up on this machine for an hour if I
caught you again. I changed my mind. Now as you are both in trouble, I am
going to let you both punish each other, but to make it even more
interesting as you each push down on this button, you both get
punished. Chose among yourselves how much punishment you rate. Just
remember, what one receives the other does too."

They both stood looking at each other.

"I'm sorry Justine." Thomas said and mashed his finger down on the button.

The result was instantaneous. Justine howled along with Thomas. Both fell
to the floor. After a few minutes, Justine helped Thomas up. Both had tears
streaming down their faces. Justine looked at Thomas and then hit the
button again. When both were supine on the floor I looked at both.

"When you think you both have received enough punishment come up to the
veranda." I turned and walked away.

As I walked up the stairs I heard them howl in pain again.

Both came up to the veranda very slowly. Both were still nude.

"If I catch either of you again, I will remove one of your testicles."

"Yes Master." They both said.

Now both of you go and satisfy each other and come back in clean clothes."

I dismissed them. After they were gone I chuckled to myself. I was sure
neither boy would ever be caught again. There was no way I would ever carry
out my threat. I loved what was inside their nice balls too much.

Having nothing else to do I went down to see how Samson was coming with the
outside work crew. Almost the entire wall was complete, with only about 30
feet left to do. I saw that Simon had assigned some of his white boys to
the work crew as well. The white boys had the same native shorts on and
some very nice tight buns were visible as they worked. Except for Thomas, I
had not screwed a white boy in a long time. I walked to one of the boys and
told him to follow me. I saw some envious looks on some of the other
boys. I took the boy into the trees and ordered him to remove his shorts
and lay down. I just dropped my shorts, kneeled between his legs as he
pulled them back. I just hammered my cock into him. He screamed at my
entry, but soon was meeting my thrusts as I piston fucked him. Damn nice
for a change. After blowing deep inside him, pulled out and had him clean
me up. I then sucked him off. A nice sweet load. I just stood up and told
him to go back to the work crew. I had not even asked his name. Just like
that I could chose any boy at random and fuck his brains out. Not only that
I could have just snuffed him when I was done and not a word would have
been said. In so short a time, I had gained immense power.

I wandered back to the Manor and had Justine take me to headquarters. Time
I did some real work for my loves Revolution.

Simon and the colonel were talking in his office. I went into the computer
center and started to rework my program. My Master came in and sat down. I
got up and sat on his lap and kissed him.

"I hear you had some jewelry added love." He said.

"Yes Master. Studs on my cock." I stood and dropped my shorts.

"Wow! They look real nice love. Bet they feel good too."

"Yes Master."

"Guess, with Simon's permission I will have to take you to bed to find
out."

Thinking about having my Master inside me got me hard real quick and I sat
back down on his lap. I could feel his hard cock.

"Make me your white bitch Master."

He slowly shook his head and then pushed me onto the floor of the computer
room. He pulled my shorts off and forced my legs up. He just dropped his
shorts. Wow, he had added a Prince Albert ring. He just brought his cock up
to my ass and hammered it into me. Holding my thighs he just raped my
hole. God it hurt as he entered me but also felt so good too. He took a
long time to cumm and every thrust was like heaven and hell
together. Finally I felt the rush as his load filled my colon. I almost
passed out. He pulled out and grabbed my hair forcing me onto his cock. He
pushed all his semi hard cock into my throat and I almost drowned as he
drained his bladder. After finishing he just pulled out and stood up.

"You are always so good to me Jay. Without a doubt you are the best white
bitch I have ever broken. I am very glad I found you love."

"I'm glad too Master."

He walked out of the center. After I had straightened myself out I went out
and grabbed a cold beer and sat down. Simon came out of his office, grabbed
a beer and sat beside me.

"Have fun love with my uncle?"

"You knew?"

"Of course. My Uncle asked me if it was okay."

"I didn't know that was what he wanted. I only knew what I wanted. I was
going to tell you that I let him rape me."

"Jay, I don't really think it was rape. He loves you as much as I do."

"I love him too."

"Well it is in motion."

"What's in motion?"

"The kidnapping. We found out when they arrive, where they are staying and
their tour itinerary. They are renting buses to take them to some ruins on
tour. We are going to have our men driving the busses and have arranged for
a drug lord the Colonel knows to grab them and put them on a boat
here. Once we have them here we will transmit our demands through the
Mexican drug lord. He said he would do it for 20% of the take, but even he
said the US government might not allow the ransom paid. I figure if they do
pay, we'll keep them all anyway. There's twenty two girls and twenty three
boys."

"Holy shit, you arranged that all by yourself? What about my Master?"

"He doesn't know and I am only going to tell him until after, if it works."

"Cool. That will be a huge surprise for him."

"Well it was your idea love."

"Yeah but you can take all the credit."

"Jay, I told you, you are my partner for life. In everything, we share and
share a like."

"Okay love. Whatever you say."

Another load of potential slaves was arriving by ship that night so Simon
and I headed back to the Manor House. We figured we would take a quick nap
after dinner so we could be wide awake when the new slaves arrived. He told
me they were mostly from Europe this time with a few from the Middle
East. Fathers contacts were working very hard in Europe. That took some of
the heat off the crews working in the US.

The troops rotating through the Island were being sent to the training
facility in Nigeria. A large contingent of both male and female slaves had
been sent to the camp for the troops to use. Those troops would be deployed
to help with any minor revolutions against white regimes.

 If we actually pulled off this snatch, those twenty two virgins could be
sold for up to a hundred thousand each. That would really add more cash to
our revolution.

Well my idea of getting a nap went right out the window. With Thomas in my
bed and between fucking his nice white ass and giving him a few shots with
pain stick, I didn't get any sleep.

"Master, I wish I had studs like you do."

"You want some? Okay, I'll order some in for you. Maybe add a few more in
different places. Like on your tits, ears, balls, ass and maybe a nice ring
through your nose. How does that sound boy?"

"Oh yes Master. Everywhere."  "Okay. Now I need a shit, shave and
shower. Come along toilet boy."

After giving him a real big dump, I washed it down with my piss. I then
shaved and Thomas helped me in the shower. We both dressed and met Simon
down in the lounge. He didn't look like he got any sleep either.

"Well lets go see what they sent us this time." I said.

I was surprised when we met Father at the dock too. He told us he had a
large contingent for him on board as well. I knew what that meant, because
I knew what type of boys Father usually got first.

The unloading was pretty routine, everyone now knew exactly how to handle
new slaves. All were now cuffed with plastic ties and marched to the
barracks they were assigned too. Father took his away with him right
away. First thing I saw was that there no females in this load. About
twenty of the training staff were present as the boys had their cuffs cut
off.

I noticed almost no one spoke. Maybe they had been warned already.

After everyone was standing by a bunk, all the guards just stood waiting.

A few minutes later a tall very good looking black male walked into the
barracks. I was sure I had never seen him before. He saluted Simon and
bowed to me.

"Jay, I would like you to meet our new Slaves Training Captain. Captain,
this Jay Somers, my consort. Jay, this is Captain Ford."

"I am honored Sir." He said and saluted me.

I stuck out my hand.

"Very nice to meet you." We shook hands and then he turned and walked to
center of the barracks.

"Listen very carefully and most of you and I will get along just fine. From
this point onward you will all address anyone who speaks to you as
Master. As of now you are all slaves. As such we can and will do anything
we chose with you. You no longer have any rights, except what we give
you. My first order to all of you is strip. Removes all your clothes and do
it quickly. Failure to follow any order and you will be punished."

There was a lot of mumbling, but everyone quickly undressed. Most stood
with their hands covering the cocks and balls.

"Hands at your side. You might as well get used to being nude. Until your
training is over, you will always be nude."

Simon and I walked along the nude boys looking. There was every shape color
or form lined up. Most were uncut. Some of the cut boys were very well
endowed, at least soft. The four middle eastern boys were also very
hairy. They had a swathe dark skin. After we got back to the front again.

"Beginning immediately, you will all shave. The only hair on your bodies
allowed will be on your heads. I suggest you get help from each other. Any
one not shaved when you are wakened in the morning will be punished along
with four others at random."

"Thomas, remove your clothes and come here."

I had not been expecting that, but Thomas was very quick to comply.

Captain Ford pulled up his pain stick and held it out.

"You all can see that every trainer in here carries one of these. These are
what we call pain sticks, in reality they are cattle prods with three
settings. The first setting puts out 10,000 volts."  He touched Thomas on
his cock. Thomas dropped to the floor screaming. After he had quieted down.

"The second setting puts out 20,000 volts. Get on your knees Thomas."

Thomas kneeled and the Captain pushed his head down. He lined up and shoved
the pain stick into Thomas' ass. Thomas almost went crazy when the Captain
pushed the button. The Captain held it inside Thomas as he squirmed on the
floor.

"You can be zapped with the first two setting as many times as we like."

He zapped Thomas again. I knew, although it hurt like hell, Thomas really
loved to receive it in his ass. After he was just laying crying softly on
the floor the Captain pulled it out.

"The third setting on this stick is lethal. If it used once, it almost
paralyzes you and then the second time kills."

"I'm done with you Thomas." He said and Thomas slowly made his way back to
the front.

"Get dressed Thomas." I said.

"Anyone who fails to follow any order given you immediately and correctly
will be punished with this stick. I am now finished with you for tonight. I
suggest you get shaved and then some sleep, if you can. I will be back to
inspect all of you before breakfast tomorrow. Don't make me punish
you. Shaving gear is in the washrooms at the end of the barracks."

Having said all he wanted he walked back to us.

"Good night Commander, Sir."

Good night Captain." Simon said and he left with us following.

"He's very good love. Where did you find him?" I said as we climbed on the
cart.

"He was forced to flee the US, when the FBI put out a warrant on him for
bank robbery. The Colonel figured he might work out here so he gave him to
me. Your Master wanted to shoot him."

"Been to bed with him yet?" I laughed.

"No love. I was saving him for you." He laughed back.

We went back to the manor and almost as quickly went to bed. Both Simon and
I were very tired so we just sucked each other before sleep over took
us. Waking with the sweet smell of Simons bush in my nose was the best way
to wake up. After a good breakfast Samson took us both to
Headquarters. Simon to run his BRA and me to work on my programs. I first
turned on the tapes from the night before in the new slave barracks. The
primary language appeared to be French, but I heard German and Arabic
too. Weather they were gay or not, it was pretty hard for any of them to
stay soft when someone is shaving your balls or ass. I ran the tape forward
until I came to the point the Captain came in for the inspection. One of
the Arab boys had not shaved at all. The Captain said a few words to one of
the guards. He left with another. The Captain only found one other boy not
properly shaved.

"Who shaved you boy?' The boys eyes I saw wandered to the boy next to him.

The Captain turned to the boy and shoved the pain stick in his crotch. As
the boy dropped screaming, he turned and zapped three boys across from
him. Then turned to the one that wasn't shaved properly, forced him to his
knees and shoved the pain stick into his ass dry. The boy was screaming
even before the Captain fired it. The boy continued to scream for quite
awhile.

"You were all warned. You thought I was kidding. Not following my exact
orders will always rate punishment." He said as he walked to Arab boy that
had not shaved at all.

"Why are you not shaved boy?"

"It is wrong to shave off the hair. It is against all I was taught."

"Right or wrong is what I will decide. I see your two compatriots had no
problem with shaving." He said as he turned and walked to one of the other
Arab boys.

The boy cringed when the Captain walked up to him. All the Captain did was
finger his balls.

"Very nice, very smooth. Good job boy." He said and turned and looked at
the hairy Arab.

"Cuff him." He said and two guards quickly put a plastic cuff on his wrists
behind his back.

"Defiance of my orders is not allowed ever. And you are all going to be
shown what defiance brings. Everyone in the washroom now."

When I switched to the bathroom camera, I saw something else had been added
to the ceiling. A simple pole had been installed over the center drain. Now
a short stool was also there. After everyone was inside the bathroom area,
the boy was brought in and forced to stand on the stool.

It became instantly apparent to me what was going to happen to the boy when
a wire noose was put over his head. The noose was attached to a rope that
was put over the pole strung on the ceiling. The Captain picked four boys
at random.

The Arab boy on the stool was crying now, understanding what his fate was.

"You four will pull him into the air on my order. Failure to do so will
result in you following him. Do you understand?"

There were four `yes Master'.

The Captain walked in front of the condemned boy.

"For total defiance of my orders you sentenced to death, however I know you
will not need these and will not be welcomed into your heaven without
them." He reached out and sliced off the boys balls.

As the boy screamed, he shoved his severed balls into his mouth and ordered
the four boys to pull. In an instant the Arab was pulled off the stool. The
four held him up as he strangled to death in the wire noose.

This Captain did not play games. In one quick lesson he had shown everyone
exactly what would happen if anyone defied him. The lose of one boy was of
no consequence. I was sure there would be more.

"Your watching too." Simon said over my shoulder.

"He sure knows his job."

We watched until the Arab went limp and I shut off the feed.

I knew today all the new slaves would be getting blood tests and having the
rings installed.

"I wonder how many we will lose to HIV?" Simon said.

"At least four I bet." I said.

"It's a bet love. I think only a couple."

We were both wrong. None of them were infected. A nice change.

It was almost a week before we again went to check on the new
slaves. Several were already accepting black cocks anywhere and several
more had been punished for not accepting what they were. Just slaves to
anything any black asked.

The white boys were also getting tanned from being nude all the time,
although some of them burned pretty bad. It did not matter one way or the
other, all had to endure the constant exercises in the nude.

We also checked on the barracks that was being modified for the
students. Separate barracks were being made ready for both the boys and
girls. Even separate eating areas were being set up. All the windows were
covered and the bathroom area divided so both could not interact. The
kidnapping was due to take place in three days. It would be about a week
before they arrived.

Simon was also working on something dramatic. He had not told me what yet,
but I knew it had something to do with Homeland Security. He had me down
load plans of the building for him. Well he would tell me eventually what
was planned.

One day before the operation was to take place Simon called a meeting for
all those that were to be involved including the guards. The conference
room was full to almost overflowing.

"Okay. For you Uncle and the guards this will all be news to you. Tomorrow
at approximately 1500 hours, just north the Inca Ruins in the Yucatan
peninsula, 45 students will be kidnapped by Senor Garcia's men. They will
be moved immediately to a large trawler and transported here. As soon as
they are here a Ransom will be transmitted to the Foundation that sponsored
their trip. We will be asking for 1 million for each of the 22 girls and 23
boys."

My Master had a most astounding look on his face.

"It is my intention to take the ransom, if it is actually paid and still
keep the 45 students. One of the requirements when they won this trip was
that the females all be virgins and boys drug and alcohol free, which means
they are all probably HIV free too. The girls and boys that are virgins,
will remain so. They can all be sold as virgins, the girls at close to a
100 thousand each and the boys at near 50 thousand. So if we get the 45
million, we will get that much more from their eventual sale."

"You guards will ensure there is no interaction between any of them, boy or
girl and especially not between guards. Failure in this order and I will
personally castrate any guard."

"Any questions from anyone?"

"I see Jay's hand in this Commander." My Master said.

"Yes Uncle. It was his idea."

"You two are really thinking big now."

"I should add that three of the boys and one of the girls will not be
sold. Three of them are Negro and one is Native."

"Why is that Sir?" One of the guards asked.

"The two negro boys will be asked to join the BRA. The Native boy will be
joining Jay's stable and the Negress will be sent to the breeding center."

"If the negro boys refuse they will be quietly put down." Simon said.

When there were no other questions, the guards were dismissed.

"Well Uncle, what do you think?" Simon asked.

"I know now I chose the right person to take over for me Simon."

After talking about the operation for about an hour we all headed for the
manor for dinner.

The kidnapping went off without a hitch. Four days after, the students
arrived on the Island and were put into the special barracks. The two negro
boys, the native boy and the female negro were segregated from the
rest. They were all ordered to strip. Only the negro girl refused and four
male guards tied her down to a bed and cut her clothes off. They left her
tied down.

Simon and I went to interview the boys.

We walked into the cell the three boys were in.

"You two negro boys have a choice in what is to happen to you. You boy do
not." Simon said, pointing at the Native boy.

"You two black boys have a choice of either joining the Black revolutionary
Army and becoming slave trainers or dying right here and right now. It will
be a somewhat painful death too. You have 30 seconds to chose." He pulled
out a pain stick and adjusted it to the third level.

It only took about 15 seconds or less for the two boys to agree to do
anything they were asked. Like I figured they wouldn't, not likely. Simon
turned to the Native boy.

"The reason I said you have no choice, is that only blacks can become
instructors. All others of any color become slaves to blacks. You will be
trained to become a willing boy toy for this man standing beside me. If any
of you had any illusions about being rescued or released you can give them
up. All three of you will probably spend the rest of your lives on this
Island."

I noticed the two blacks plumped up a bit at Simon's words and even the
Native boys cock twitched, but he had a defiant look in his eyes.

"You can make it easy on yourself or very hard, but in the end you will
still be one of my loves slaves."

"However, for this evening you are still free. What all three of you are
going to do for me is deflower the girl in the next cell. She's one of your
fellow students. Her fate is to become a breeding slave. But she is still a
virgin. By morning with your help she won't be."

We led the three boys into the next cell. The Native boy and one of the
negroes got instantly hard seeing her tied, with her legs spread. I figured
the other Negro boy was gay.

"One of you can start now."

The negro that was hard quickly climbed on the bed and kneeled between her
legs. He had obviously fucked a chick before. He lined up and rammed his
cock into to her. She let out a banshee scream as he penetrated her. From
that point he never slowed. It didn't turn me on at all, even though I had
done the same on occasion when I was in school. Now I was totally gay and
only interested in boys. After the negro blew his load he pulled out and
stood up. The Native boy climbed on the bed and went to it like he born to
fuck. By now the girls screams had dropped to whimpers. I saw the other
negro boy looking away. I walked in front of him.

"Are you gay?"

"Yes Sir."  "Good kneel and suck my cock."

When he hesitated, I undid my shorts and let them drop.

"Now boy, on your knees and suck me off."

He reluctantly kneeled and started to suck me. He wasn't too bad at it, but
figured he had never sucked one that had studs along it's length. After he
got me off I pulled up my shorts.

"Are you a virgin?"

"No Sir."

"Good." I said and when he went to stand I stopped him.

"You two others can use this one to keep your cocks clean and if you get
tired of the bitch, you fuck him instead."

The other black boy, with a snort walked over and shoved his semi hard cock
into the kneeling negro's mouth. Not having any choice, he sucked the black
boy until he was hard. The native finished and stepped off the bitch. He
too used the other negro to suck his blood and cumm covered cock clean.

"Ready love." Simon said.

We left and locked the cell door.

"That was pretty easy. I feel sorry for the Gay boy." Simon said.

"It will just make him that much easier to train and he will have a chance
to get back at both of them."

"Too true. Too true."  Part of the training cycle for the trainers was to
get fucked by their classmates.

We headed over to the segregated barracks.

We entered the boys barracks. Most were either sitting or lying on a bed.

"Everyone stand at the end of your beds." I ordered.

"You are all being held for Ransom. When it is paid you will be released."
I lied easily.

"Until then, to ensure we have total cooperation from you, you will all now
remove all your clothes. They will be returned to you when you are
released. Do it now."

With some protests they all stripped. The guards collected their clothes
and put them in a large crate. Then nailed it shut.

"If everyone cooperates you all will be just fine here. You will be fed
outside in the court yard adjoining. There are showers and anything you
need to keep clean at the end of your new home. Any questions?"

When no one said anything, I told the guards to carry on and Simon and I
left and walked to the other end. Upon entering the female end most of the
girls were also on their beds.

I ordered them to stand and then told them the same as I had told the
boys. Almost to a girl they all refused to strip in the presence of males.

I walked to the nearest girl and shoved the pain stick into one of her
tits. She dropped screaming bloody murder. After she got down to cries, I
told them all to strip again or I would use the pain stick on every single
one of them. Very slowly they all stripped. The guards totally ignoring
them just gathered their clothes and stuffed them into a crate and nailed
it shut.  "Carry on." I said to the guards and Simon and I left.

We howled in laughter after we were a way's from the barracks.

"All of those bitches are good looking. We might get more than a hundred
thousand for some of them." Simon said.

"Maybe we should hold an auction. Not here of course, but possibly in
Africa."

"Damn. That is a good idea." Simon said.

We climbed aboard our cart and told Samson to take us to the manor.

Another long day over and way too tired to fuck. Damn, I thought.

We both slept in our own beds, me with Thomas and Simon with Michael.

"Michael was the Jewish boy Simon had made his unofficial aide.

I knew Michael was a carbon copy of Thomas and loved everything that Thomas
did. I think the only thing he probably didn't get from Simon was pain. I
had tortured both boys on occasion. He hated to be called Mikey, but I
loved the idea from the old commercial I had heard a long time ago. `Give
it to Mikey, he'll eat anything.'

Sleep was easy with Thomas snuggled up close to me.

There was no hiding the kidnapping of the forty five students. The
chaperons were found close to the three busses. All had been raped and
mutilated, their heads cut off and placed on top of their mutilated
bodies. The Mexican police were blaming it on drug lords in Mexico, while
the FBI were investigating several groups who had already claimed
responsibility. When the ransom of 45 million dollars arrived all focus
went back to the Mexican idea. The beheading and mutilation were a trade
mark of the drug wars.

The Us Government reiterated it's policy of not paying ransoms, however
that did not sit well with the parents and the Foundation. The Foundation
was not connected with the Government and were in a position to pay the
entire Ransom. They had said so on national news.

Now all it was, was a matter of waiting. We figured we would get at least
part of the Ransom eventually. Didn't much matter, arrangements were being
made to move the 41 students to Africa for an Auction. Both males and
females would be auctioned. Through secure links, the Auction had been sent
to several interested parties and almost a hundred people had expressed
interest in bidding on one or more of the students. Opening bids had been
set at 100,000 for the girls and 60,000 dollars for the boys. Both Simon
and I would travel to the Auction. Actually I was interested in a couple of
the boys too, but knew I could not bid on them. The Auction would take
place in Nigeria, near the secret camp of my Master.

The morning after the students arrived the Native boy joined the last batch
of slaves that had arrived. I was surprised to hear that he had not fought
indoctrination as I had thought he would. Maybe he was bidding his
time. The two negro boys were in training to become slave trainers and the
first lesson the straight one learned was to get fucked and suck almost all
his classmates and other trainers. Taking a dick up the ass or sucking on
someone was not only not frowned on, but encouraged among the slave
trainers.

The negro female who was moved to the breeding center somehow was able to
get a blade of some kind and cut her wrists one night. It was too bad, she
was pregnant after her night with the two boys.

As a precaution all the students were given blood tests. All came back
negative. Other than that, they weren't touched in anyway.  We found out
through the Colonels contacts that the foundation had agreed to pay the
ransom. It was only the method and delivery that was in question now. Forty
Five Million in cash was a shit load of cash and very bulky. Transferring
it into an off shore bank was out of the question. The final decision was
cut and uncut diamonds with an appraised value of $45 million dollars. The
US Government were totally opposed to paying the Ransom demand even after
several pictures of hooded and hanging white boys were sent to the
Foundation, telling them it would be the fate of all those abducted,
although the message said most would be deflowered first. The pictures and
threats pushed the Foundation to settle.

I was not told how the Ransom was going to be collected or by whom. What I
was doing was preparing for my trip to Nigeria. Once a date had been set an
unmarked 727 Intercontinental Jet arrived on the Island. I suspected
correctly it belonged to the Nigerian National Airline fleet. The Students
were told they would be free shortly and were given their clothes back. All
were loaded on a large trawler for the short trip to the airstrip on the
Island. All were cuffed and blindfolded. A helicopter picked up Simon,
myself and our two personal slaves, Thomas and Michael. Once all the
students were on board and just after take off all were served refreshments
with a heavy dose of sleeping agent in it. All were asleep very shortly.

Even on this trip I did not know our real destination. We refueled in
Durban South Africa and late at night landed at what I thought was the
Capital of Nigeria. I was very wrong.

We had landed at the Secret Base of my Master. More surprising was that we
had landed on a tarmac strip, cut from the Jungle. The aircraft taxied to
large hanger. All the students were woken up and ushered into a large
hanger. No pretense here, all were ordered to strip again. Both males and
females were together in the same hanger although separated by a roped off
area for each. Bunks and food were supplied. Very heavily armed guards kept
both sides apart. I am sure none slept, although Simon and I with our two
slaves were given very comfortable quarters.

"Well love, what do you think of my new base. The training facility is next
to us. The Auction will be held in the next hanger over."

"I did not realize my Master had built all this. I thought it was going to
be just a rough camp in the bush."

"You haven't really seen everything yet love. Eventually we will have our
main slave training center here. Hope you like it here, we will be spending
a good portion of our time here."

"Love, I go where you go. No question."

"We won't be shutting down the other site, at least not in the near
future. We will use the Americas site to train slaves from that region and
this one for European and Asian slaves. We have almost 30,000 requests
already for trained and obedient slaves. Not all sex slaves either. A lot
are for labor slaves too. We plan on starting to pick them up in Mexico and
South America too. Before you say anything Jay, the Council has decided
that to equip and train an Army capable of overthrowing the US Government
we will need near half a million men. That is going to cost billions."

The next few days were a revelation to me. I could not believe all that had
been built here. Because there wasn't a hotel or even quarters for the
hundred or so of buyers coming to the auction, a large portable tent city
had been set up. Each had air conditioning and came complete with several
slaves to keep the guests happy. The currency that had been decided on for
payment was either Euros, US Dollars or diamonds. Simon had even arranged
for appraisers to be on hand to check the diamonds.

Simon took me last into the Auction Center itself. Very comfortable chairs
had been lined up before a stage. To one side a podium was set up for the
auctioneer. In the center of the stage were two metal poles on a rotating
platform, bathed in spot lights. Each new slave would be brought in and
cuffed to the two poles. As it rotated everyone could see all of the one
they were bidding on. Each slave would have a simple number attached to a
chain around their necks. Of course all would be nude. It almost looked
permanent and Simon told me it would be a permanent fixture at the
camp. Most slaves from now on would be auctioned, with the exception of
labor slaves.

The huge camp itself was surrounded by an electric fence. Inside I saw a
large contingent of labor slaves working. They were of every color,
including a large number of blacks. When I enquired about them, Simon told
me anyone sentenced to a long term in prison was sent here to serve their
terms as slaves. All wore nothing more than a G-string to cover their
privates.

TBC