Date: Sat, 25 Dec 2010 20:37:04 -0700
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: White Slave 35

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 35

I walked into my suite and totally ignored all the boys when they asked if
I was okay. I walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower and stepped
in. I had not even removed my shorts or t-shirt. I dropped my shorts and
grabbed for my t-shirt.

"Arum, get your ass in here." I yelled.

He ran into the bathroom and before he could even speak, I dragged him into
the shower and forced him to his knees. I rammed my cock into his mouth and
started to fuck his face. I was so mad at what Trent had done, I was almost
out of control. I looked down at Arum and saw him gagging and chocking on
my cock. I stopped and pulled it out. He stopped chocking and started to
reach for my cock. I pulled him up and into my arms.

"I'm so sorry Arum. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't be taking my anger out on you
boy."

"But Master. That is what I am for."

"No Arum, I love you too much for me to use you like I did. Now stand
still."

I picked up the bottle of body wash and gave Arum a very good washing, not
missing anywhere. After he had rinsed, We climbed out and I dried him.

"I love you Master." He said.

"I love you too Arum." I pulled him into my arms, bent down and kissed him.

When I started to dry myself, he pulled the towel from my hands.

"Master, I am your Aide. This is my job Master."

He finished drying me and when I told him I needed to piss, he kneeled and
drained my bladder.

"You taste good Master and I was thirsty."

I took Arum back into the bedroom and had all three boys fuck my brains
out. I guess it was really what I needed. I fell asleep soon after Papa was
done. It was not a good sleep.

I woke up as Papa was untangling himself from me and the two boys.

"Master, I must go get the boys up."

"Papa, go see Simon before you do that."

"Yes Master."

I guess I dozed a while, but woke fully with a very painfully full
bladder. As I headed for the bathroom, Steven ran ahead of me laid on the
floor. It surprised me. Oh well I thought it would be his last time. I
squatted over him and emptied my ass. He hardly gagged. There wasn't much
in there except several loads of boy sperm. He puked in the toilet after I
emptied my bladder. Arum washed me in the shower and then dried. While I
dressed both boys grabbed very quick shower and then dressed and waited.

"Steven you have been a very good boy while you were here. I hope your new
Master allows you to visit me sometimes."

Thank you Master. I love you Master."

"I love you too Steven, now run along. Your new Master may be looking for
you."

"Did you pick a new assistant Arum?" I said as I turned to him.

"Yes Master. His name is Jimmy. He's older than me and bigger Master."

"Don't worry Arum, I think you are a perfect size." I ruffled his hair.

"You can bring him for me to meet when we head for headquarters after
breakfast."

"Yes Master."

I was surprised to find both the Colonel and Captain Ford at
breakfast. Usually they were long gone before I was even up. Simon, who I
usually ate breakfast was not. Knowing my habits one of the always smiling
kitchen boys put my toast and coffee in front of me and scurried back into
the kitchen. Everyone knew what today would bring and there was very little
talking.

As I walked out front to leave for Headquarters, Arum's new assistant was
waiting. Arum was helping Samson with his harness.

"Good morning Jimmy."

"Good morning Master." He was smiling from ear to ear.

Jimmy was definitely bigger than Arum in all respects. At least 6 inches
taller and probably 30 lbs heavier. He also showed a nice basket in his
Speedos. Arum definitely knew how to pick them. As I waited Simon and Sam
came out. Steven was with Sam and Michael was with Simon.

"Can I ride with you this morning and borrow Samson later. I'll take Sam
down to pick out a horseman for himself."

"Of course love." Trent was no where to be seen.

"Full load this morning Samson." I said as he picked up the trails.

"Yes Master." He said.

Samson had no problem pulling all seven of us to headquarters. I would have
been surprised if he had. I released Samson to wait and took both my
assistants inside. I went directly to the Computer Center to check for
overnight messages. There had been several hundred. I instructed both my
boys on what to look for and handed them some to read. I went out and sat
down to read. The Law Enforcement establishment was taking our threat very
seriously, even if the News Nets and ordinary citizen was not. The
Terrorist threat level had been raised to Orange high. The Colonel walked
in and switched on the big TV and tuned in CNN. The incident was due to
happen about 11:30 local Washington time. About 90 minutes from now. The
time was picked because most of the offices would be occupied by then and
it was hoped the Director of Homeland Security would also be in the
building.

Most of the message traffic centered around what and when something was
going to happen.

I looked up when CNN said they were switching to the crew at Homeland
Security. The first thing I noticed was there were a lot of networks with
crews on site. CNN was commenting that the security upgrades were still
going on and panned to a long line of huge cement trucks waiting. I saw
that only one was allowed inside the outer ring at a time. The next in line
was held at the gate. I wondered which one my Master was driving. The
second thing I noticed was that the only vehicles inside the outer ring
were security or construction vehicles. That would make it even easier when
my master headed for the front entrance. I found it very hard to
concentrate on the emails in my hand, knowing my Master was about to kill
himself and a lot of other people.

The whole process of watching one truck after another move inside to unload
looked so slow. CNN panned to the gate. It appeared there was some problem
there. I saw the co-driver climbed from the cab and pop the hood of the big
truck. When the telephoto lens zeroed in on the guy under the hood I was
sure it was Gary.

"It's going to happen." I yelled and everyone ran into the room to watch
the big TV.

A few seconds later black smoke shot from the exhaust stack of the truck
and a black hand with thumbs up was visible from the cab. The empty truck
was going out the gate as the truck started to move. Gary jumped back in
the cab. Before each of the trucks had just gone slowly into the compound,
but this truck was picking up speed. After barely 50 feet it swerved to the
left.

"Something is going on here folks." Came from the CNN announcer.

I barely heard the announcer as I watched the truck. It was really moving
when it swerved to the right, aimed directly at the Office front door. The
big truck swatted a security van out of the way and ran up the steps. He
went full tilt into the entrance door and continued for perhaps twenty
feet. A brilliant flash happened and a moment later the TV went blank. He
had done it.

"MY GOD HE DID IT! HE DID IT!" The Colonel screamed.

It took several minutes before CNN came back on the air.

"Sorry folks we are experiencing technical difficulties with our ground
crew near Homeland Security. We will be back to them momentarily."

Then the regular news went on for about thirty seconds before they cut to a
HON, Washington TV Station crew. We just caught part of what he said before
it switched to an aerial view. A huge column of smoke obscured the ground
where the Homeland Security building had stood. That picture cut out and it
went back to the Desk of CNN.

"Early reports indicate a massive explosion has taken place near the
homeland security building. We will have up to date reports as we receive
them."

I sat stunned by what I had just seen and heard. Everyone else was cheering
and clapping. Simon sat down beside me and handed me a big drink. I almost
chocked on it. It didn't make my tears run any more than they already were.

"A big statue Simon. A really big Statue and everyone will bow when they
walk by." I sobbed.

"Yes Love. A very big Statue," He wrapped me in his big arms as I started
to cry.

It took a long time before CNN had another crew on the ground near where
the first explosion took place. Now for almost as far as you could see,
there had to be hundreds of Police, fire and ambulance vehicles. There were
also several thousand spectators watching.

"Well that is that. We will have a tally eventually." I said and started to
get up.  "Wait love. It's not over yet."

"What do you mean?'

As soon as I said it I saw a flash and heard another explosion. This one
very close to the outer gate. CNN didn't lose there crew this time and as
the announcer screamed into the microphone the camera panned over the
wreckage of several fire and ambulance vehicles.

"My God another explosion has happened." He said.

"Remember love, I said several of our men worked for the cement
company. All their trucks are rigged with explosives. There timed to go off
after the first one."

I just looked at Simon in awe.

"How many?" I was finally able to ask.

"Four total. I think the driver of that first on was probably killed in the
initial blast, but the others should get away."

As if he had cued it himself, farther down the avenue another bang was
heard. That started a panic among both the spectators and the rescue
personal. Those near Homeland Security continued to work, but others trying
to even get to homeland security were now trying to put as much distance
between them and the site as was humanly possible. I started to laugh as I
watched the utter confusion that reigned.

We heard later the last truck exploded at the cement works. The driver was
killed in that explosion. By nightfall Washington was under Marshall Law
and troops patrolled most of the City. CNN, for what ever reason aired my
Masters speech again, only this time they blamed the massive death toll and
damage squarely on the Black Revolutionary Army, with emphasis on the word
Black. That in my mind just seeded the air with violence. That proved to be
true when whites aided in part by white supremeist groups attacked the
mostly black neighborhoods of Washington. The troops were forced to put
down the ensuing riots with a very heavy hand. The visual reports by the
news nets of whites killing blacks spread the riots to other cities. The
first inkling I had of the possibility that the US was very close to the
brink, was when several mostly black units of the US Armed forces refused
to put down riots by their black brothers. Civil war was so close all it
would need was one incident to bring it about. But what?

The biggest problem now was that the BRA was not quite ready. With only
about 100,000 trained troops we were in no position to take on the US
Army. I knew it, Simon knew it, even the Colonel knew it. I just did not
want to let this opportunity slip though our fingers.

There were also several other problems we had to figure out.

One thing I knew was on our side was that the US Armed Forces were slow to
learn from their mistakes. Nothing had changed after the all Black Brigade
had rebelled in Texas. Even though most of them were captured or killed,
there were still many all black units in all the branches of the US Armed
Forces. Problem was, how many would change sides and join our revolution.

"Foremost in Simon's mind was how do we get our 100,000 men into the US in
cohesive units. You couldn't just land a 100,000 men on the shore, not with
the most powerful navy in the World patrolling the seas.

Bringing them in by air, presented even more problems to solve. There was
no doubt I was becoming over loaded with all these problems filling my
head, but there was no way I was going to stop. Arum, kept me occupied at
night which helped along with Jimmy, who proved to be an excellent fuck toy
as well as a good fucker. They at least helped me sleep at night. Getting
my loves cock and Sam's, helped as well.

The fuse of rebellion was still sputtering almost a month after the
Homeland Security building was destroyed along with almost 3,000 people,
including the Director and several very high Law enforcement officials.

There was a very simple fact that was not listened to by the vast majority
of whites in the US. Of the more than 300 million people in the US, more
than 60% were black. The other ethnic groups, including Asians, Mexicans
and Moslems, made up about 15%. That meant that only about 25% of the
people controlled 75% of the population. No where were there more blacks
than in the Southern States along the East coast of the US.

A single incident, that if it had happened at any other time would probably
been pretty much ignored happened and was transmitted live to CNN, which
broadcast it country wide.

More than a thousand rapes are reported everyday and many more go
unreported. In Alabama, a 15 year old white girl was raped by a black. The
outlawed Kuck Cluks Clan, took the law into their own hands. They pulled
the black from his home, castrated him and hanged him. They then burned his
home to the ground killing his wife and two small boys. It was broadcast
live from the scene by a local TV Station.

Although universally condemned country wide, it lit the flame of total
rebellion in all the Southern States. Those States were quickly overrun by
the vast majority of blacks. The only holdout Georgia was forced to
capitulate after several units of the US Army joined the rebellion,
including the Georgia National Guard. I laughed when the Governor of
Georgia was dragged out and hanged on the front lawn of his house.

The second Civil War in US history had started. This war was very different
from the last. This was a Civil War of Blacks versus whites. There were
several other more important differences. The Southern States were not the
poor cousins of the North anymore. Most of the Southern States boasted
industries as good as and sometimes better than the North. When Texas and
Louisiana, joined the rebellion, it gave the South control over the vast
oil resources of the gulf. That was almost the finish for the Northern
white States.

The beginning of the end for the all white government of the United States
came not with a bang, but a whimper. When the President ordered the Army to
put down the revolt, only the all black units left their camps and promptly
joined the rebellion. The mostly white units refused, knowing what would
happen if they lost and were very sure that wining was not really something
they could count on.

Barely sixty days after my Master and Love had destroyed the Homeland
Security Building the President of the United States capitulated and sued
for peace. He knew the consequences of either decision. If he had continued
to resist, the north would have been brought to its knees with the
cessation of oil and other resources that would be denied them. Besides the
fact that he had lost almost 35% of his Army and Air Force to the Black
Revolution. By Capitulating he knew he was putting the lives and livelihood
of a vast number of whites in the hands of a man that had over two hundred
years of hate in his heart for anything white.

We were sitting in the conference room discussing the take over of the
Government. We would, tomorrow, fly to Miami, where Air Force One was
waiting for us. I knew there was no way to prevent the retaliation against
the White Government that was coming. Nor did I really care. The Colonel
had a very thick file on all those that would be eliminated. The when and
how was what was being discussed. Three countries had already recognized
the New Black Government of the United States. Canada and Mexico had
declared neutrality and Great Britain had said they would hold off on
continuing with any treaties in place until a future date. That of course
meant our northern and southern borders were safe.

"Colonel until we are firmly in control, I don't think you can start on
that list. Also we will have to wait to pass the New Slavery Laws." I said.

"I agree sir, but I would like to detain these immediately." He handed me
the single page.

I scanned the list. They were the Secretaries of the departments and their
deputies, All the directors of Law Enforcement and the supreme Court Judges
and their deputies.

"I agree Colonel. They can all be held for later disposition. I don't think
you need hold their partners, they can be disposed of immediately and any
younger's sent for slave training."

"As you command Sir."

"Starting off on the right foot Love?" Simon said.

"Why not? I have no love for any white women, but you never know what you
might find in their offspring."

"Oh I agree love. I was only commenting."

I spent my last night on the Island with Simon. We made love almost all
night. Both loving to have each others cock filling every hole time and
time again. I figured we would both sleep all the way to Miami.

The next morning as we prepared to leave, I said a short good bye to all my
slaves. Most would eventually be coming to Washington. Today only Simon,
myself and the Colonel along with Sam and all our Aides would be traveling.

I wasn't surprised that soon after take off we had an escort from the
Navy. The President was taking no chances that anything would happen to
us. He did not want to create an incident where a real bloodbath would take
place if anything did happen to us. Simon and I did doze on the trip to
Miami.

Air Force One was a massive aircraft. Really a modified 747. For the eleven
of us plus a fair sized contingent of Black Guards, I thought it a real
waste of money, but both Simon and the Colonel loved it. The Air force
staff on board were very courteous and very knowledgeable. That brought to
mind something else I had been thinking about. I talked to Simon and he
agreed immediately.

"Colonel, there will be no retaliation against anyone in the Armed Forces,
white, black or ethnic. That includes their wives and children. All will be
exempt from the Slavery Laws as well. Any man or women volunteering for
service will also be exempt along with their families."

The Colonel was not happy about that, but I told him to wait and then make
up his mind. We would talk about it again if he was still unhappy.

When we landed at Andrew's Air Force base, it was an armed camp. Almost as
soon as we landed we were under escort from trucks with mounted machine
guns. They weren't black soldiers, but white. Marines, in full combat. When
the plane stopped a stairs was run up to the aircraft. As Simon stepped out
of the aircraft a twin line of Marines presented arms. I looked at the
Colonel. He was smiling. This was not the arrival of a black rebel leader,
this was the arrival of their Commander in Chief.

Our escort to the White House was very big. Marines in dress blues saluted
as exited our vehicles. We were all escorted to the Oval office and
immediately shown inside. The ex-President of the US came around the desk
and put out his hand. Simon shook it and then moved behind the desk and sat
down.

"Colonel, you may carry on." He said and Colonel left.

"Sir. It is not my intention to cause you or your family any harm. However
for the time being I would like you to remain in the White House. Sometime
in the near future I will have you escorted to anywhere you wish to go."
Simon said.

"Thank you Mr. President." God I loved it when the ex-President said that
word. I almost laughed.

"Have someone show him to his new quarters." He said to the guard at the
door.

I knew where the Colonel had gone. There would never be any taped
conversations coming out of Simon's new office. I walked around and hugged
the President of the United States. A black steward brought in coffee and
Simon asked him to bring some scotch instead. When the Colonel returned he
just nodded.

Now we could talk freely.

"When the time comes, make sure his body is completely destroyed along with
the rest of his family." I said.

"Yes Sir." The Colonel smiled.

Simon quickly moved to consolidate his power. He ordered the arrests of all
the men and women on the Colonel's list and ordered that the council be
brought to the White House. Most of the positions in the new black
government were already filled by Council Members. The others would be
appointed from Black Senators and Congressman, before he dissolved both
houses. It wasn't a democratic Government that had taken over, but a Black
Dictatorship. I already knew his Army was coming in by air from
overseas. Once it was on the ground, we could start consolidating all the
other States of the Union. Until then Marshall Law was declared all over
the US. This time under orders from their Generals, all units of the Army
moved out. That in itself was a victory for my love.

His first order of business was to call all the commanders of the Armed
Forces to the briefing room in the basement of the White House. We went
down to wait. It really was another test. All showed up except the General
of the Air Force. He flatly refused to have anything to do with the new
black Government.

Now I was the one that was scared. Had they all come here to see what would
happen next or were they truly on side with the new Government. Simon
seemed to have everything under control as he stood in front of all those
Officers present.

"Gentlemen. I have ordered that no retaliation of any kind will be taken
against any member of the Armed Forces as long as they continue to do their
duty. This also includes their family. Also any person volunteering to
serve in the Armed Forces is also exempt, including any new laws enacted by
the New Government. Air General Martin says he cannot serve this
Government. General Mitchell, have him arrested and detained."

"Yes Mr. President." The Marine Corp Commandant said as he picked up a
phone.

"Make no mistake Gentlemen. Either you back this Government 100 percent or
you will find yourselves joining General Martin on the gallows. You will
all retain your present position and power in the new Government and may in
time gain more."

I knew what that meant. Eventually they might be allowed to retain slaves,
probably ethnic slaves. After getting an update on any situations from
around the world and not seeing any real problems developing we dismissed
them back to their duties and headed back up stairs. The Colonel had
replaced all the white security officers with our own black guards. He kept
the Marines, they had already proved their loyalty.

We had a very good late lunch and then explored our new home. I knew it
would be much better once we had our slaves here. We were sitting in one of
the many living rooms in the White house talking about some of the
operations that had been planned before our revolution had succeeded. Simon
figured the operation to raid several private schools should be put on
hold.

"Love, I think we should not only continue with the operation, but expand
it now to other schools inland. We now have both the Army and Air Force to
help us move them off shore."

"Maybe love. It's not that we need the resources of selling them anymore."

"What do you think Sam?" Simon asked.

"I think Mr. President you should continue with the operations but instead
of selling them at auction, have them trained and then given to many of the
black families here. That would make more of the blacks here happier and
bring more onside with your Government."

"Besides you want to get your hands on some young white slaves." I laughed.

"Yes Master." Sam said.

"Okay, I agree with you Sam, but, we will only train the boys and non
virgin females to be slaves. The virgin girls will still be sent for
sale. That will keep our friends overseas happy."

"Mr. President, Master, I think you should move against Native Americans as
soon as possible, before they have a chance to prepare. If I was still free
I would even now be thinking of fighting you."

"Well I would like to wait and only use my Army against them. That way I
don't have to put the loyalty of the Regular Army, Reserves and National
Guard to a real test until later when I have consolidated all the
power. The other thing I am worried about is the Police. I have no idea
where they stand. As long as Marshall Law is in place, I don't need to
worry, but what happens if I lift Marshall Law?"

"Why lift it at all love. This is a Dictatorship. We could even go one step
further and allow Military personal to have ethnic or Native Slaves. If
necessary we could even extend the exemption to Police Forces. When we
bring in the new Slavery Laws, there will be more than enough slaves."

"True love, true. Well it is something to think about. Sam you can continue
with operation SNAP."

"Yes Mr. President."

Simon and I spent out first afternoon in the White house enjoying each
other. We even let out Aides enjoy us too.

It took almost a month before the Black Revolutionary Army was on the
ground and equipped. Most of their equipment came from reserve stock piles
of the US Army that were spread across the US.

Bringing the Police onside proved to be just as easy as it had been for the
Armed Forces. Once the exemptions were known, it was easy to weed out the
police that wanted no part of the Black Government. Most were quietly
disposed of. I say most, but knew first hand that in some of the Southern
States the police who had just months before turned a blind eye to whites
persecuting blacks, cried their hearts out as they were led to the
gallows. In some cases by white officers that now backed the black
government completely.

Most nations of the world recognized the new Government in Washington. None
wanted to feel the wrath of the Black Regime. Notable exceptions were
China, North Korea and several of the old Warsaw Pact States including
Russia itself. We had a few restless nights over what could possibly happen
if Russia could not be brought into the fold, so to speak.  We need not
have worried. The Premier of Russia used the rebellion in the US as an
excuse to crack down on rebellious factions in Russia. Very soon after he
had absolute control his Ambassador to the US asked for an audience.

When he was finally in the Oval Office, he first congratulated the
President on his almost bloodless coup. He then said that all treaties
between our two great powers would remain in effect and Premier looked
forward to working with him in the future. I damned near died laughing
after he left. The old Soviet Union was dead and gone and the only Nuclear
Weapons of any consequence were controlled by the US and the President. The
Premier was a toothless bear.

The United States really was the only true Super Power left in the world
and it was now controlled by my love and Dictator for life Simon.

During this short interim period of consolidation, my one dream, the thing
I wanted more than almost life itself was finally given to me by my
Love. He gave me absolute control over the National Security Agency, the
NSA. No single person ever had as much power as I did now. The NSA was
controlled by the Senate Oversight Committee for Intelligence. It did have
a Director, in fact I had a very extensive file on him. All he really
controlled was the everyday operations of the NSA. Simon had dissolved all
the Oversight Committees in both the House and the Senate. Now I had it.

The day I headed over to the NSA, I was almost giddy with joy. Having
control of the most massive collection of computers and intelligence
gathering satellites was almost intoxicating to me. I whisked to a very
nondescript building in an industrial area. This was the NSA? When we
entered two very heavily guards on the inside saluted. I was given a card
and shown to an elevator. I entered with two of my guards. After the door
closed a single button on the control lit up. When I hit it, my stomach was
in my mouth almost instantly as the elevator dropped like a bullet. It
stopped smoothly and door opened on two uniformed guards. After saluting me
they check the card I had and then escorted me to another door. Inside
another guard escorted me and my two guards to a large conference
room. Inside sitting dead center was a single Navy Captain. He stood and
saluted as soon as I walked in.

"Welcome to the NSA MR Vice President." He said.

"At ease Captain Norton." I said.

"Sir, before I sit down, we need to get you accessed to the system."

He pulled a set of keys from his pocket and approached a panel on the
wall. After inserting his key, he asked me to step over.

"Would you put your right eye over that aperture."

When I did a bright light came on for several seconds. I knew my retinal
patterns had just been read and photographed.

He then asked me to place my thumb on a fingerprint reader. After that was
done a single word flashed on the small LED screen. "Accepted"

"Mr. Vice President, you now have access to all areas of the NSA. When ever
you see one of these controls, you must first place your thumb on the
reader before you take the retinal scan. Always use the same thumb and
eye. You only get one chance to get it right Mr. Vice President."

"No problem Captain. Now lets sit and talk."

As we sat down he passed the set of keys to me.

"Why are you giving me the keys?" I asked.

"You are the new Director of the NSA. It will take me a couple of hours to
clean out my office Sir."  "Why would you need to clean out your office?"

"Because it is your office now Sir."

"Captain Norton. You are obviously working under some misconception or
misinformation. I am not the new Director of the NSA. I have a very large
file on you and about your service here and elsewhere. You have worked for,
four different administrations and unless you have a reason you can not
work for this one, I see no reason why you should not continue in your
present post."

He sat and thought for several minutes. He then stood ram rod straight.

"Mr. Vice President. I have served four different men while I have been
here. I would have no problem serving in any position the new
administration deems to give me."

"Good. Now sit down."

"First you can consider me your oversight. The Senate Oversight Committee
for Intelligence is no longer in use."

Dead would be a better word, but I wasn't about to tell him that.

"Now, how much information was collected on the activities of the BRA and
who was it given too."

"WE have several thousand megabytes of information on the BRA stored in the
hard drives of the System, but now as far as I know has any of it ever been
transmitted to anyone."

"Wait, whoa, you mean no one has asked for information on the BRA?"

"Please do not take offence Sir, but I think you may be working under some
misconceptions about the NAS."  "Do go on Captain. Don't worry, I will not
take offence at anything you say until I know exactly what has been going
with everyone outside this fucking fortress."

For the first time since I walked in he smiled.

"Mr. Vice President. The mandate of the NSA is to collect any and all
intelligence on anyone or any country that may be a threat to the United
States of America. However unless a specific department or Intelligence arm
of the Government asked for that information, it remains here stored inside
our system. The only Departments of the Government that have asked for
information from us is the FBI, DIA and the Military. Homeland Security and
the CIA have their own Intelligence gathering apparatus and their own
satellites."

He almost laughed when my mouth dropped open in revelation.

"Sir, when Homeland Security was set up, they took over almost all Federal
Policing. We were ordered to turn over certain assets to them and to their
control. They also have a large section of the NSA's computers to store any
information they gather. When the Homeland Security building was destroyed
we took back control of their assets until such time as they could rebuild
their Center. The CIA also use us for storage, but have control of their
own assets from Langley."

"Well that is going to change immediately. The NSA will control all
assets."

I picked up the phone next to me called the White House. I ordered them to
contact the Director of the CIA and have him report to the NSA office
asap. I told them to call me and let me know how long he would be.

The Captain was smiling again.

"I take it you agree that the NSA should control over all intelligence
gathering equipment?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good. Now while we are waiting, I have few other things I want to discuss
with you."

"Very well Sir."

"As I said, I have a very extensive file on you. Including your very
private life."

The smile left his face in an instant.

"I know your wife is dying of ALS. I am very sorry for that. I also know
you lost your only son to a drunk driver on the beltway, six years ago. Now
as to your other private activities, which include I believe abusing young
boys and later either just snuffing them slowly or roasting them and eating
them, I don't really care. The only thing I am going to say about that
particular activity is that you will never use a black boy again. Asian,
Arab, White or Native, use as you choose. If I ever hear of you using a
black boy again I will have you roasted slowly on the back lawn of the
White House."

"Do we understand each other Captain Norton?"

A slight smile returned to his face.

"Yes Mr. Vice President. I understand you completely."

At that point the phone rang. The Captain was very quick to answer it.

"It's for you Sir."

I listened for perhaps ten seconds and then almost screamed into the
phone. A moment later a guard answered in the security room.

"Take as many guards as you think necessary and bring the Director of the
CIA to the NSA. Use whatever force is necessary." I slammed the phone down.

"No fucking white son of a bitch says no to me. He said he might be able to
make it sometime tomorrow." I was livid.

"Captain, why don't you show me around while we are waiting."

The headquarters only had about twenty rooms. Most had single occupants
that were analyzing data collected. The largest was the satellite control
center.

"How many satellites does the NSA Control?" I asked.

"Ensign Gordon. You can better answer the Vice President."

"Mr. Vice President. At present we control 114 satellites plus 20 Homeland
Security birds. Twenty four are the GPS System. Thirty high photo birds,
thirty six electronic, twenty low photo birds and four ocean
surveillance. The CIA also has forty birds up as well."

That was one hell of a lot of satellites to control from just this room.

We headed back to the conference room. Coffee was brought in while we
waited. About fifteen minutes later a very short and to me fat angry man
was almost dragged into the conference room.

"What the hell is the meaning of this?" He almost screamed.

"That should be, what the hell is the meaning of this Sir." I said quietly.

"With all do respect, I only recognize the duly elected President of the
United States. And tell these thugs to their black hands off me."

I signaled the guards to release him and he shook himself.

"I want all CIA satellites transferred to NSA control immediately." I said.

His next words almost became his last. He would be screaming next.

"Fuck you." He said.

"No, you will never be fucking anyone again. The only people I allow to
fuck me are ones I like. Take this piece of shit out of here. Take him to
the packing plant. Then pick up his wife and any children, if he was
actually able to sire any. Hang him and his wife with piano wire from meat
hooks. You can make his children watch, then move them to the Slave
training Center in Africa."

He did start screaming.

"Get this piece of garbage out of here." I ordered.

When I turned back to Captain Norton, his eyes were bugged out and I think
his jaw was almost to his knees.

"That is what happens when someone pisses me off." I said as I picked up
the phone.

"I want the Deputy Director of the CIA in the office of the NSA. Tell him
if he values his life and the lives of his whole fucking family, he had
better be here inside thirty minutes and use my exact words." I slammed the
phone down and picked my coffee and took a drink.

"You are actually going to enslave all the whites in the US?" Captain
Norton asked.  "Not all. There will be exceptions. Like you Captain. The
Armed Forces are exempt and all the Police country wide. There will of
course be others. As long as anyone is willing to serve the new
administration 100% now and in the future he or she will be exempt from any
new laws brought in."

"There also will be other perks that come with that loyalty. In fact
Captain Norton, you can call the Director of Salve Control, he is at the
White House at present and he will send any number of boys that you
want. Tell him I said you could call and under my Command."

The smile that lit up the Captain's face almost added to the light in the
room.

"Thank you Mr. Vice President. You will never be disappointed in me."

"I should hope not. You already know the consequences."

Less than fifteen minutes later another man entered the conference
room. This one was much better looking and was not being dragged by my
guards.

"You sent for me Mr. Vice President?"

"Yes I did Mr. McDonald."

"First off, you are now Director of the CIA. Second, I want control of all
satellites now controlled by the CIA transferred to NSA control
immediately."

"Yes Sir. I have always wondered why they didn't control them."

"Next, you will get together with your Director of Personal and go through
every single employee of the CIA. Any that you find even the slightest bit
disloyal now or might in the future, you will remove from their position or
post and turn them over to the Security Arm of the BRA for disposition."
Both of them knew what that meant.

"By doing as I require you will, as well as those that are completely loyal
to the new Administration will gain certain exemptions."

"Does that include exemption from the new Slavery Laws?"

"Yes it does."

Thank you Sir."

"Have those satellites transferred to day. You are dismissed."

He turned and left.

"Damn I wish they were all that easy. This is for you now Captain. You
probably all ready know that there will never be another election in this
country ever. In reality, this is now a Black Dictatorship."

"Yes Sir."

"Any and all intelligence gathered by the NSA or any other means that you
consider to a threat to the United States will be turned over to the
appropriate department immediately. It will no longer be held waiting a
request."

"I understand fully Mr. Vice President."

"Good. I think I am done here for the day."

The Captain stood and saluted.

"Thank you Sir."

TBC