Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2011 12:57:32 -0700
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: WHITE SLAVE 41

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 41

Simon had also planned to additional stops on his way to
Australia. California was first. This State was the only State in our
Republic with a white Governor. It was also the State with the largest
proportion of Hispanics. Our major problem with Hispanics was the rampant
STD's that they seemed to have. They also for the most part made lousy
slaves. To strong willed, Sam figured. It meant that for a large part they
ended up in the power facilities eventually. A solution had to be found.

The Governors idea was total extermination, but Simon was sure there had to
be another solution. I also thought about the problem. I had made several
visits to California over the last few years and still the problem
existed. By far the largest concentration of Hispanics was in Los
Angeles. Almost entire neighborhoods had been raised. The areas bulldozed
for new housing for the influx of black labor and families.

California was also the only State that could be considered as having 100%
compliance with the new doctrines. The only clothing a slave in California
could wear was footwear and a belt to hold what ever he needed. Most of the
white slaves that had once been employed in the Silicon Valley, were for
the most part still employed in the research industries. Most enjoyed
better than average freedom, even if they were all considered less than
human by their new black masters.

California was also the only State in the Union that did not use or have
any breeding centers. The policy being that we had enough Hispanics now, so
why breed more.

Simons second stop was in the Pineapple State Hawaii. Here was another
State that embraced slavery 100%. The only difference was almost all slaves
other than white were Asian descent. Asian's Simon loved most of all and
his main reason for stopping was to pick a few hundred to join his growing
stable in Washington.

Interesting only to me was that Simon's stable never exceeded about five
hundred slaves. Most ended up being used for his enjoyment in the now huge
torture chamber he had, had built under the greatly expanded White House.

It was at first funny to me that he had recorded most of the excesses,
until I found out the market for those tapes was astronomical in Asian
countries. It was almost another industry. Torture and snuff videos were
big business in Asia.

As I prepared for my trip to Florida and the launching of a double shuttle
trip to the new Space Station, I had a few visitors. I still entertained
visiting diplomats while Simon was away. The most interesting was from the
Japanese Ambassador.

The Japanese Ambassador was looking for assurances that the New Republic
would continue to honor defense agreements that were in place. In exchange
the Japanese Government was prepared to repatriate any whites now residing
in Japan and send 100,000 Japanese citizens to the union for any use we
wanted.

I knew there was a very high unemployment now in Japan. The change over of
the dollar had cost Japan a lot. The Yen was at an all time low and its
industry was finding fewer and fewer markets for its products, especially
autos in the New Republic. The use of Draft slaves was telling on the auto
industry of several countries. Why spend $30,000 dollars on a new Japanese
car when you could buy a draft Slave for under five thousand dollars. Even
you then spent another 5,000 on the cart, people still didn't need
vehicles. Besides fuel costs were high in the extreme. In some countries
they were paying almost $10,00 a gallon for fuel.

I told him I would and the Republic would continue if all the Japanese sent
were under 18 and all were clinically proven to be virgins. Simon had
already told me, he had no intention of pulling republican forces out of
Japan, so all I was doing was adding a little extra.

"Mr. Vice President, you drive a very hard bargain. I have been instructed
by my government to agree to almost any terms you wish to impose. Would the
New Republic also agree to lift the embargo on electronics?"

"On one condition. You allow us to Station troops in Japan. Not Army, Navy
or Air force, but SS troops. Not of course to exceed 25,000 men."

"That Sir, I would have to consult with my Government."

"Well consult all you like, but don't wait to long. I'll give you 24 hours
and then the amount of troops I want to Station there goes from 25 thousand
to 100 thousand."

"I will inform you as soon as I am able Mr. Vice President."

He left not too happy. I called Dakota and Thompkins to my office.

"General Thompkins, I want you to prepare to send 100,000 SS troops to
Japan. Sam, I want a large contingent of your Department included in that
movement."

"I am not sure I understand Jay." General Thompkins said.

I told them both of my last meeting with the Japanese Ambassador. Both
burst out laughing.

"Jay we haven't discussed this in council but I want to integrate the
Marines into the SS. There will be no pogrom to remove any whites or other
ethnics from the Marines but, by doing so I will now have an attack arm
within the SS."

"You have to be very careful General. Any designation other than United
States Marines might have long term effects on them. Remember they were the
first of the Armed forces to accept a Black President and I want to make
sure their loyalty remains intact."

"Sir, I have already talked to the Commandant of Marines and he is willing
to accept the designation. It would only mean the adding of a small
insignia to their uniforms."

"Okay, I will talk to Simon about it. Now have preparations been made for
my trip to Florida?"

"Yes Sir. Air Force two is ready at Andrews."

"Good we will leave tomorrow."

"As you Command oh mighty Caesar." General Thompkins laughed.

"I am but a small slave along side my Caesar and my Love."

"The Roman Empire lasted for five hundred years. Our Empire will last for
thousands." Sam said.

"I think Hitler said that too." I chuckled.

"With respect Sir, After the launch of those two Shuttles, I know we and
our Empire will last a thousand years. All those of non black origin will
tremble under the might of our forces over all the world." General
Thompkins said.

He said with absolute conviction.

I just wasn't sure.

What I didn't know was that things were quite a bit different than I
believed.

With a retinue of Slaves and Steven and young Harry I flew off to Florida
for my visit to NASA. My first real visit, even though I had dreamed of
NASA all my life.

The Super Secret Briefing I received really opened my eyes.

During the cold war, both the United States and the old Soviet Union had
lofted platforms capable of being armed with nuclear weapons. The United
Nations treaty on keeping Space a weapons free zone had prevented both
powers from arming them. Both became massive communications satellites. The
Soviet Platform after exhausting its fuel had fallen back to earth. The US
Platform, refueled on subsequent shuttle missions still sat in orbit. Now
with the double shuttle mission would be armed as it was intended to be
almost 40 years previously. New communications equipment had been added
over the years as well as crew compartments. It was even before these two
shuttle missions were ordered a formidable Station. The World did not know
that it soon would be armed with almost 20 nuclear missiles, each capable
of dropping multiple independently targeted warheads any where on the
planet.

I guess General Thompkins was right. The world might well tremble at the
threat of Nuclear death hanging over their heads.

The real question was how do we use the new clout we had over the earth to
further our own goals. I already knew General Thompkins views, but was not
sure yet what would be decided by the four of us in council. Raining
Nuclear Fire down on the Earth was not exactly what I wanted. Blackmail on
the other hand might work.

The General also told me another platform was under construction. Once both
were in Space, no part of the Earth would be safe from them.

Both shuttle launches were together at 2330 hours. Both fired off in a
fiery flame. The launches themselves were spectacular. I loved the whole
show and congratulated the many men and women involved. NASA was one of the
only Government installations still using free whites. Of course all those
free whites were allowed slaves if they wanted them. Almost all had at
least one ethnic slave in their households.

Like the military and some police forces they were allowed to own and keep
slaves other than white.

There was also another problem that came up. The builders and research
companies working for NASA wanted exemptions from the new laws. That was
something we would have to discuss once Simon was back from
Australia. After very fruitful and enjoyable visit to Florida I returned to
the white house.

While Simon was away my birthday came up. He called and wished me a very
happy birthday and told me he would give me my present when he returned. I
hoped it was his hard cock in my ass, but would wait.

General Thompkins was away on my Birthday, but Sam was in town. He brought
me something very special.

The six young men he brought in were all Asian. I didn't have a real
fondness for Asians, but I let him explain. Simon was very into Asians, I
knew mostly for what he did with them downstairs, but that was his release.


"I know you don't normally have a preference for Asians Master, but these
are very special. All were part of the longevity experiments and all have
been enhanced. I pulled them especially for you My Master."

"What kind of enhancement." Although all six looked identical in height and
weight and all appeared to be well endowed even as Asians went, I couldn't
see where they had been enhanced.

"All have received injections to increase sperm output. Also they can
remain erect almost continuously. Each has been instructed in his exact
duties you may require and all are still virgins."

"Wow!" I said.

"They have also another enhancement that is still in the experimental
stage. This will be a test for that enhancement too. First all had their
memories have been erased. Then were taught special requirements. The
Memory Loss we hope is permanent. Of course all can speak perfect
English. All will also act in any capacity you want. Even as far as being
toilet slaves."

As well every single possible position in male to male sex has been taught
and we hope implanted permanently. The whole idea is to make perfect body
or sex slaves."

"Christ, anything else I should know."

"Their cocks have had implants put in to increase both length and
girth. Most Asians are smaller than their white or other ethnic
groups. Also if you wish them to get hard you need to tell them to. Other
wise you can do anything and they remain soft.

"Really? I find that hard to believe."

"Test it Master."

"Strip." I ordered them all.

They quickly removed the very small covering from their cocks.

"Steven. Go suck off the boy on the end."

"Thank you Master." Steven was on his knees almost instantly.

Steven was a very good cocksucker, but no matter what he tried the boy
remained flaccid. He finally sat back.

"I'm sorry Master, I can't get him off if he remains soft."

"Get hard for Steven." I said to the boy.

I watched amazed as his cock slowly hardened. The head of his cock slid out
from his foreskin. Steven dove back on the Asian boys cock. I watched his
eyes slit as he enjoyed Steven's ministrations on his now very thick and
hard cock. As the Asian came Steven almost chocked before he could
swallow. I watched again amazed as Steven swallowed about five times before
he sat back.

"Wow Master, he sure has a big sweet load."

I noticed his cock was still hard.

"Do it again Steven."

He never even hesitated. After several minutes I saw Steven swallowing
again. I wondered how many times the boy could get off. Well that I would
find out later.

"Thank you Sam, this a real present."

"To honor you Master, is all I ever wish."  "You can relax boy." I watched
his cock slowly drop back to normal.

"What are their names Sam?"

"Master, they do not have names yet. Their original names were erased. They
will remember any name you give them."

I named them number one to six. I told Steven to take them and find
quarters for them in my wing of the White House.

After Steven left I took Sam into my inner sanctum.

"Strip Sam."

Sam shook as he undressed. I dropped and sucked on his very nice cock until
I tasted his sweet sperm.

"Please fuck me Master."

I pushed him to the floor and lifted his legs. Damn I loved his sweet
hole. I ran my tongue over his very hairy pucker. He squirmed under me and
moaned as my tongue found the entrance. I stood up and removed my pants and
shorts. I kneeled and brought my cock up to his winking hole. I just rammed
it in. His eyes rolled back and a moan of pure unadulterated pleasure
escaped his lips.

Oh God Master. It has been so long."

"Too long Sam." I said as I rabbit fucked his tight ass."

My first load came quick but no chance was I going to stop. Steven came in
and dropped onto Sam's cock as I continued to hammer his hole. We both came
as the same time and I slowly pulled out. Sam looked like a wet rag laying
on my sitting room floor. Steven pushed his legs up and rimmed his hole of
everything Sam could eject.  I pulled Steven onto my cock to clean and then
helped Sam up. He just melted into my arms.

"I love you Master." He said.

"I love you too Sam. More than you even know."

After dressing we both sat with Steven sitting at my feet. Steven was
really a freeman, but he still treated me as his Master. Maybe that's why I
loved him so much.

"So Sam, who is heading up this mind altering thing?"

"Silicon Valley in California."

"You think it might work on the Hispanics?"

"That is what the Governor hopes. But right now it takes almost a week to
actually reprogram one person, let alone the millions of Hispanics."

"Well fund it more if they need it, but for the moment or until it is
perfected, continue with the ethnic cleansing operations."

"Yes Sir."

"Sir, I would like to start shipping Mexicans to the Island for
training. Only the younger ones. Most of the older ones have to be put
down."

"Go ahead Sam. Your in charge of Slave procurement and employment."

"Sam, you don't need my permission to do most things. Only things that you
think the council should decide on."

"Yes Sir."

"Sir, you wouldn't believe some of the things the Governor of California
has tried."

"Yes Sam I would believe. Eventually I am going to have to replace him. And
then feed him into a chipper."

"You heard about that?"

"Yeah Sam, George told me about it. Not a very efficient way to dispatch
someone. It jammed up with the third male he stuffed into it."

"I hope I'm there to watch." Sam said.

"You will be Sam. Trust me you will be."

Sam finally excused himself and I went to eat dinner. Steven ate with me
and later I took him to bed as numbers one through six sat and watched.

In the morning all six boys assisted me. One drained my morning load after
another placed his head in the redesigned commode. He carefully licked me
clean before I stood. The others helped me shower and then dress. They were
like zombies. `Smile Damn it' I said.

All six smiled, that made them look at least human to me. I just wasn't
sure I could handle the way they seemed to always do exactly as I asked. I
suppose I could have handed one of them a blade and ordered him to
emasculate the rest and they would have stood while it happened to them.

Steven loved how they would do anything he asked.

"Send them to their quarters Steven. Bring Number one to my bed
tonight. I'll fuck his brains out tonight. We'll see how good that brain
washing really is."

Alone finally, I got to work on the pile of stuff on my desk. Like Simon it
was hard work running the Republic. Although I only dealt with domestic
problems, they seemed to be in endless supply.

Fairly late in the day, one of my Black guards told me an SS Captain wished
to speak to me.

"Send him in."

I watched bemused as 10 year old Jason walked stiffly into my office. He
walked to my desk, drew himself to attention and saluted.

"Permission to speak to you Mr. Vice President."

"Of course Son. You are always welcome here."

He turned and looked at my two huge black guards.

"Can we, can we speak in private Sir?"

"Sure Son." Come along."

"No one enters my sitting room except Steven." I said to my guards.

I took Jason into my sitting room and sat him down in one of the couches.

"Okay Son. What's on your mind?"

"Harry wants me to suck his penis. He said he was doing his brother when he
was ten and he really liked it."  Fuck, was that stupid asshole ever going
to learn. First his older brother and now Jason. Steven knew my very
specific instructions dealing with sex and young Jason.

"Jason you are very young to be doing something like that. What do you
think?"

"It's not that Sir. I know all about it. It's a required class in
school. One boy even had to suck me in front of the class. I didn't have to
because I'm in the SS, but the other boys are encouraged to get used to
it."

Now that was a revelation too. I didn't know that would be on any kids
training regimen.

"We are also taught about girls and how to do it, but we didn't get any
demonstrations."

"So how are you doing in school? Do you like what you are learning?"

"Oh yes Sir. My teacher even said I might skip one grade."

"That's very good Son."

Steven came in and stood by as I sat beside Jason. As soon as Jason saw
Steven he bounded off the couch and ran into his arms.

"STEVEN." He almost screamed.

"Hi Jason." He hugged the boy.

"Steven take Jason and get him out of his uniform and then both of you come
to my office."

"Yes Master."

I went back to my office fuming. I hit the intercom.

"Someone find Harry. Have him stripped and chained and brought to my office
immediately."

About time I taught that little fucker he is not immune to my wrath. His
father told me I could do anything I pleased with the little bastard.

Very soon Steven and Jason came back to my office. Jason was definitely
growing up. He was beginning to really fill out his white Speedos. He was
probably going to be as big or even bigger than his brothers.

A few minutes later Harry was brought to my office trussed like a pig. One
of guards just dropped him in front of my desk.

"Stand him up."

Standing in front of my desk, Harry looked very scared. He damn well should
look scared.

"Harry you know of my very specific instructions dealing with young
Jason. You wanted him to suck you off. That's a definite no, no. It's about
time you learned to follow orders around here to the letter."

"Master, he told me boys at school were sucking his cock. I just asked him
if he wanted to try it."

"On you?"

"Well, yes Master."

"Take this piece of shit down to the SS and have them give him 15 minutes
of the chair. Then turn him over to the prisoners for their use for the
night."

Harry never said a word as he was dragged from my office. He knew I could
just as easily had him emasculated right on the spot.

"You not going to kill him are you Sir?" Jason asked quietly.

"Not this time Son."

"Jason, I'm going to a have a slave boy transferred to your room. You can
do anything you wish with him. Or have him do anything you want. It is up
to you Son. If you ever have problems with Harry again I want you to tell
me. Is that understood?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good, now come over here."

When he came close, I pulled him onto my lap. He just snuggled up close to
me.

"I miss my Dad doing this Sir."

"Well, anytime you need a hug Son, come and see me."

Jason had really filled out. If I was into boys he would make a real good
choice. I figured he really was going to bigger than both his brothers in
the cock department. At ten he had almost 4 inches showing in his small
size Speedos.

"Your going to make some girl real happy someday Jason if you getting
bigger."

"I'm not sure I want to stick my penis into a girl. It looked gross. But I
think it was even more gross for boys."

"They showed you that too?"  "Yes Sir. They said sometimes all blacks can
use others like that if they choose."

"That is some kind of school you go to Jason."

"The school is run by the SS Sir. I guess that's why boys have to do stuff
to me, but I don't have to it for them. They told me I was a special
student."

"That you are Jason. Someday you might be President of Australia,"

"Really Sir. That would be fun."

"Do you know the Prime Directive of the Republic?"

"Yes Sir. We have to say it everyday before class."

"Blacks are always superior to whites. Never again will a white enslave or
control a black for any purpose. All non blacks were only put on this earth
to serve or service blacks."

"Very good Son."

"Sir, if that's true, then how come there are black boys working in the
gardens?"

"Well, they are working off petty crimes. Any boy who breaks the law can
forced into slavery to pay for his crime. Some crimes can be very serious
and a black boy who commits a capital offence can even be put to death."

"Wow, they didn't teach us that."

"Well it probably comes later. Now why don't you run along. Steven, move
one of the Asian slaves to Jason's suite."  "Yes Master. Steven said.

Jason gave me a peck on the cheek and ran after Steven.

That damn kid knew exactly what he was doing to me as he squirmed on my
lap. When he climbed off my lap he squeezed my cock. I really had to watch
myself when he was around. No more lap dances for him.

Simon returned from overseas on the following Friday. We spent almost the
whole weekend in bed. We even enjoyed two of the brain washed Asians. A
real nice birthday present.

He called a council of four meeting for Tuesday after he returned.

After being brought up to date on most of the regular business he got down
to his trip down under.

Australia was quite willing to renew our leases on the three naval
installations on Australian territory. He also had a chance to talk to the
leader of Australia's newest political party the AAP, Australian Aboriginal
Party. They planned on running in every riding in the next general
election. They figured they could come very close to a Majority. We were
still funneling money and equipment to the Militant wing of the party.

We decided to wait to let the world know of our changed status in space
until the new platform and space station was operational in two years. That
didn't go down to well with General Thompkins, but he agreed on the logic
we used.

We also agreed to exempt any industry currently working for NASA and any
prime contractor supplying equipment to the Armed Forces. That really
amounted to only about 300,000 people. With other exemptions across the
board that would mean about 1.5 million whites or ethnics were exempt. That
number could come down a lot when blacks became trained to replace the
others. But it would be several years.  The last item on our agenda was the
Brain Washing Development.

"Does anyone realize the possibilities this technique could be used for?
George said.

"Indeed I do. But getting it done quicker has to be the priority. A week to
deprogram and another week to reprogram is too long. It would take untold
years to train the number we need." Simon said.

"May I make a suggestion?' Sam said.

"Go ahead Sam. Your input is as much needed as the rest of us."

"Well the new enhancement labs in the Andrew Washington building only uses
about one quarter of the building. I suggest we transfer both the
technicians and the technology to the building. That way we could keep a
closer eye on developments and keep it out of the hands of that dip shit in
California, I know what he would like to use it for."

Simon looked around the table. We all nodded.

"Good as done. George, I'll leave that particular movement to you. While
were on the subject, any suggestions of what we do with Governor Wilson?"

"Well the murder on national television of that baby really started
something LA. We were very hard pressed to put down the resulting riots."
George said.

"I'd like to feed him into one of his wood chippers." I said.

"He's probably jam it." Simon laughed.

We all burst out laughing at that.

"Well he has to go. Any idea who we replace him with?"

"Actually I do Sir. The man we sent as Military Governor of North Dakota is
available. He could be sent anytime you need him."

"Next point, publically or privately."

I think publically Simon. It should also be announced after the fact on
National TV. You will need to get all his staff too George."

"That's always a given. What do I do with him?"

"Ship him and his staff to Yuma." Simon said.

Simon just signed his death warrant.

"George, if General Segundo is agreeable, I would like to promote Steven
and send him as his Aide."

"Finally tired of him love?" Simon chuckled.

"No not at all. Steven has been a very loyal and capable Aide to me. I just
think at near Twenty Five he is being under used. I think he would make a
very good Aide to the General."

"Have you asked him?" George said.

"No. Nor am I going to. He's a Captain in the SS. He will do as he is
told."

"I think he would make a very good Aide to the General. You will need to
make him at least a Major or better yet a light Colonel."

"We could tell him now if you wish Jay."

"Well there is one other thing I would like to do as well. I know my love
is going jump on top of me when I ask, but I really think it should happen
as soon as possible."

"Go ahead love. I won't jump too hard." He laughed.

"I want to move Abo's Son out of the SS School program and make him a
junior Aide to me. I think the current program he is in is holding him
back. I have reviewed his courses and marks. He is an honor student in
every subject. I think he may be as smart as I am and I think he needs to
start learning what it really means to control a complete slave state."

"I agree Love."

"That's all your going say?"

"Oh, you thought I was going to admonish you because he is only what ten,
eleven. Not a chance and your right. If he is as smart as you, we should be
pushing his potential."

"Now you can get both in here." He chuckled.

I picked up the phone and ordered Steven and Jason to the conference room
in full dress uniform immediately. That got a laugh from everyone.

Sam got up and mixed drinks and handed them out.

General Thompkins ordered General Segundo to the White House conference
room. He then went out for a few minutes. He came back and dropped two
boxes on the table. One had Colonel's eagles, the other Major Leafs.

"Thought you said light Colonel."

"Couldn't find Colonels leafs so quick. Make him a full bird."  I looked at
Simon and he nodded.

Steven and Jason came in almost breathless. Both looked very good in their
dress uniforms. The Gold Braid designating Steven as Aide to the Vice
President was really set off by the black uniform. General Thompkins stood
up.

He walked to Steven.

"By order of the President of the New Republic you have been promoted to
Colonel, with all the pay and privileges that come with it. As a full
Colonel in the SS you have also been transferred to the position of Senior
Aide to Major General Segundo, Military Governor of California. As such you
are no longer Aide to the Vice President of the New Republic."

He carefully removed the gold Braid. He then stepped in from of Jason.

"You Sir have been promoted to Major and appointed to the position of Aide
to the Vice President of the New Republic." He pinned on the leafs and then
fixed the gold braid in place. He then stepped back and saluted Jason.

When Jason went to salute him back, George stopped him.

"You never need salute me Son. As his Aide we are all your servants and
servants of our President and Vice President."

I thought Jason was going to cry, but he held his head up.

"Thank you General." He said.

We then toasted both boys.

When General Segundo came in, George gave him assignment and told him
Steven would be his senior Aide. The General looked at Steven with a
twinkle in his eye.

"You'll do Colonel."

"Thank you Sir."

"Steven come and see me before you leave for California."

"Yes Sir."

The General and the brand new Colonel left.

"Jason come over here." I said.

"I'm pulling you from the SS School and will start your advanced Education
here in the White House. As soon as Steven moves out of his suite, I want
you to move in there. That will make sure you are always available if I
need you. I will also instruct you on most of your duties tomorrow."

"Yes Mr. Vice President."

"Jason, you only need call me that if I have visitors. Present company not
included. Please call Sir or Jay when we are alone."

"Yes Sir." He beamed.

Jason proved to be a very capable Aide. Although still called a junior
Aide, he did help with all the everyday duties, as well as his studies when
I didn't need him.

The next three years went by fairly quickly. At age 14 Jason started to
sprout like a weed. It seemed like almost every week he was going SS stores
to draw bigger uniforms. He was also sprouting in other way too.

I finally returned Harry to his father. His father sent him home. I heard
from one our intelligent men in Australia, that he had been caught trying
to pass information on the Militant wing of the AAP. His father, when he
was told about it, had him executed.

I was getting a little upset about some of the contractors for the new
space station. It seemed like almost daily new revisions were needed and
the program was almost a year behind schedule. I turned it all over to
General Thompkins to find the problem and fix it.

The Brain Washing Institute was also starting to bear fruit. I was finally
invited for a demonstration.

The entire program was done in four phases. Slaves across all ethnic lines
were first selected on a specific criteria. They were sent to enhancement
clinic. The enhancement program had at first been developed for the
Breeding Program and was still used. After several injections in both
testicles and the prostrate gland, sperm output was increased by almost
300%. Next they were sent to the enlargement clinic. Here a tube was
inserted in the stem of the cock. The Slaves were sedated and then a liquid
was pumped in and out of the tube until a specific length and thickness was
achieved. Most were enhanced to about 7 inches long and 2 inches in
diameter. After a different tube was surgically implanted to assist the
slaves in getting erect.

When they reached the final phase, well second from the last phase, they
were taken and strapped into what I considered a torture chair. The actual
deprogramming and reprogramming took place at the same time. The
deprogramming took about 15 minutes, but the reprogramming could be
anywhere from 30 minutes to several days depending on what was been
programmed into the slave. He was restrained and sedated during the whole
process.

Could this programming phase also be used on people to add to their
knowledge without first deprogramming them?"

"We haven't tried it, but with your permission we could ask for
volunteers."

"Well volunteers if you need to, but you could just as easily use regular
slaves to experiment with."

"Very well sir. We will start on that as well."

What are these particular slaves being programmed with?"

"Farm work. There is a shortage in both the Dakota's and Ohio. That was at
the request of the SPE."

AT this rate, how long to actually fill that particular need?"

"Mr. Vice President, the number is totally based on the amount of equipment
we have. At present we have twenty machines. If we had a dedicated building
with a large number of machines, the numbers would only be limited to the
number of trained staff we have to operate the equipment."

"I can order the building of any number of facilities across the whole
Republic. If you have the trained staff, I could have a facility in almost
every state of the Union."

"Sir, with that number available, we could conceivably do about 100,000 a
year. Or even more as the technology increases."

"I'll order the construction to start immediately."  As Jason and my staff
headed back to the White House, I figured I would need to call a council
meeting. This was going to be a multi billion dollar cost added to the
budget. Simon agreed and ordered General Thompkins and General Dakota to
the White House for the next day.

Some developments over the last several years had increased our foothold on
our neighbors to the South and North. In Mexico, 90% of the key Government
posts were now held by blacks, including the Armed Forces and Federal
Police. Some, but not all of the policies of the New Republic were already
in force in Mexico.

Canada, like the old US of A was a melting pot of ethnic minorities. The
problem, like the US before it was that one particular minority wanted more
and more of it's religion forced on everyone else. The Islamic Union of
Canada wanted it's laws enshrined in the Constitution. This did not sit
well with most Canadians or for the most part anyone in the New
Republic. Canada and the New Republic were in reality Allies, in a world
where such things came and went. For almost 150 years Canada and the US had
enjoyed peace between us. No other country in the world could boast
that. The New Republic depended on Canada for almost 60% of its oil now and
numerous treaties were still in effect. The Problem for Canada was that the
original white population in Canada was now in almost a minority
state. Even with the now reduced open door policy, Minorities were becoming
majorities. It was reflected in the make up of the Canadian parliament. The
whites were starting to rethink some of their policies, even policies
dealing with the New Republic. There was one treaty in effect, that had
been signed almost a hundred years before. If either country came under
threat, either externally or internally the other could without
consultation render assistance. Canada to my mind was now under threat from
the inside.

The meeting the next day might be a turning point for the New Republic.

Simon and I watched the spectacle of the fourth of July celebrations. To
see the real might of the Republic on display was always great. Even the
execution of 1,000 ethnics on the alter of the Father of the Republic was
great. We no longer hid the executions from the public of the
Ambassadors. It was part of the fourth celebrations. Someday, they would be
brought from all over the world to be executed in honor of my Master.

Our love for each other really came out after watching the blood flow over
the statue. It was always the best night for us both in bed. His massive
cock plowing my ass was never better than it was on this our anniversary.

"You must be getting a lot of sun love. You sure are dark." Simon said to
me.

"More than that love. The longevity institute sent me an injection to use
that will make me as black as you in time."

"That is a day I will welcome completely my perfect love."

I could not believe how really dark I was getting and it was permanent. No
longer the only white in the control of the New Republic, but black like my
only love.

That was a dream I had held onto for so long.

The next morning after the Asian slaves had cleaned us and helped us dress
we were sitting having breakfast when young Jason came in, in uniform. He
formally bowed to Simon and then asked me if I needed anything.

He already had all the briefing papers on the table before we arrived.

"Your doing a real good job Jason." Simon Said.

"Thank you Mr. President. I am your servant Sir."

"No Jason. You are only the servant of my love."  "Mr. President, I am a
servant to both. It is an honor to be the Aide to the man I lo, uh, the
Vice President, but I must always be a servant to you too."

We both caught what he almost said.

"Jason, do you love the Vice President?"

"Yes Sir, but I also love you."

"Undress." Simon said to him.

"Sir?"

"Did not you hear me or did you misunderstand me. Undress, remove your
uniform now."

"Yes Mr. President."

I knew Simon was not interested in Jason in any sexual way. What he was
doing was showing him the absolute control he had over every single person
in the New Republic and also showing him the control he would eventually
have if he became Governor of Australia. Simon and I had already discussed
what exactly each new Black State would become and we both had decided that
they would be just States within the Black Empire.

Jason very quickly striped off his uniform and stood in front of his
President. He stood almost at attention. Jason had definitely filled
out. At sixteen he was already bigger than both his brothers and I was sure
he had not stopped growing. He was also very well toned, having exercise
regimens included in his studies.

"Damn Jason, you're a very good looking young man." Simon said.

I knew from the security films I had seen from his quarters that he did
masturbate and even had some of his slaves suck him off. I had not seen him
suck anyone and not seen him fuck anyone either or vice versa.

I was wondering how far my love would go, but he answered that real quick.

Are you a virgin Jason? Has anyone fucked your ass yet?"

"Yes Sir and No Sir. I am a virgin and no I have not done either yet Sir."

"If I told you, I wanted you in my bed tonight. What would you say to
that?"

I knew my love had taken slaves to his bed who were a lot younger than
Jason.

"Mr. President, I would say that as my President, I would be honored."

I knew Simon was screwing with Jason's mind. He didn't want Jason in his
bed. What he wanted was for Jason to accept that as his President he could
and would do anything he wanted anytime. He also knew that Jason did not
love him. Jason loved only one man, His boss and his Vice President.

"Get dressed Jason. You can take notes at the council meeting this
afternoon. I expect you to sleep with your love from now on."

Jason's eyes got real big as Simon said the last.

I looked at Simon and he winked at me.

After Jason dressed, Simon dismissed him, telling him to be in uniform for
the meeting.

"What are you trying to do love? Push Jason into my arms?"

"I don't think he needs a push. I think that is what he has been hoping
for, for a while love. I can see in his eyes that he already loves
you. Probably more than Steven ever did. All I am doing is forcing you to
accept it."

"I don't think I will ever understand you." I said.

"Jay, answer me this? Do you love him?"

"Of course I love him. That does not mean I want him in my bed. He's only
sixteen. Give him time, he would have probably come to my bed without
asking or being ordered too."

"Well time is not something as yet we have a lot of. I want to push
Operation Slam Dunk ahead. I'm going to appoint you as Military Governor of
Canada after we go in to protect the Canadian people against the Islamic
Union."

That opened my eyes.

"Why so soon?"

"There's a federal election coming up in Canada in the new year. They have
to hold one every five years. Every constituency in Canada is going to
contested by an Islamic candidate. In the last election, they picked up 42
seats. This time they could get a majority. I can't let Canada become an
Islamic State on our border."

"I agree, but is everything in place?"

"Almost, it is only a matter of programming now love."

"I'm not following you."  "You were at the Brain Washing facility
yesterday?"

"Yes." I said.

"You didn't notice that almost ten of the subjects were Arab in descent."

No I didn't, but what has that go to do with it."

"They were being programmed to kill as many white men in power in Ottawa as
they could. We will use that murder as an excuse to occupy Canada. We will
send them up before the general election."

"Holy Fuck." I said.

"Jay, you once said I was probably as smart as you. In some things I am,
but only where it pushes our agenda. I think this is a smart move. One we
eliminate their Prime Minister and most of his cabinet and two we move to
protect the Canadians from themselves. General Thompkins and Chiefs of
Staff have everything ready. All they need is to be ordered in. As my
Governor and love you will have total control over 35 million people. I
know how you feel about anything not black. You will be a great man to have
there."

I was super hard thinking of the possibilities. Simon reached down and
gripped my cock.

You love this, don't you?"

"Yeah I guess I do."

TBC