Date: Wed, 20 Oct 2010 09:48:46 -0600
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: WHITE SLAVE 22

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 22

When we got to the house, Samson was just taking the boys out to finish the
work at the graveyard. Everyone looked in good spirits. I could hear the
heavy chopping sounds coming from along the wall and figured Trent was at
it again. I took Thomas back to the Slave Quarters. I took him up and gave
him the room next to Trent's. I figured I would get Trent to watch out for
him.

"Did you eat this morning Thomas?"

"No Master."

"Well lets go see what my chef can find for you."

WE walked into the house. Most of the boys greeted Thomas and I introduced
him. I took him to the kitchen and Juan whipped him up a good breakfast
real fast. He almost inhaled it. I grabbed a coffee and took him to the
sitting room.

"Well Thomas what do think so far? Think you can fit in here?"

"Master, the boys all seem nice and they sure are good looking. Do I get to
wear what they wear."

"Of course. Come along, I'll see what I can find to fit you."

I took him up to my room.

"Undress Thomas."

Undressed Thomas really was a good looking boy.

"How old are you Thomas?"

"Eighteen Master."

"Well you definitely need some meat on those bones, but you are a very good
looking boy."

"Thank you Master."

I picked up a cock and ball ring set and told him to spread his legs. He
just stood still as I fitted it on him. He looked even better after I was
done.

"Wow Master. That feels weird, but sure makes them stand out."

I handed him a medium small Speedo and told him to try them. They fit, not
as I would have liked. I told him to take them off and had him try a
small. No chance he was just too big for a small. I figured then that with
some weight on his sparse frame he would look fine in the Medium small. I
had him put them back on and added a clean t-shirt.

"There you go Thomas. This is what expect all my boys to wear here in the
house and outside. You can remove the t-shirt outside if you wish. I'll
give an extra t-shirt and suit. You must always have a clean shirt and
Speedo to work inside. When your other gets dirty, give them to the laundry
boys to wash."

"Yes Master."

"Now Thomas, what do you know how to do. What can I put you to work as?"

"Master. I was a hooker in LA until I was picked up. I like to do
anything. BDSM, Water sports, scat, rimming, getting fucked or sucking. I
like them all Master. I don't know much else. I quit school after I got
into a fight cause I was gay. When I ran away from the group home I was
grabbed and brought here. I guess I could be your bottom boy Master."

"You don't like to top Thomas?"

"Yes Master, but most guys preferred I just let them take me instead. I
didn't run into very many bottoms hooking."

"Well I think because you need both exercise and good food, for now I will
put you on the outside crew."

"Yes Master."

"Now come on I will let you meet the man who will keep the other boys away
from you until you are fully healed up."

"Okay Master."

I took Thomas outside and followed the sound of Trent chopping. As soon as
he saw me he stopped and bowed.

"Trent, this is Thomas. I am leaving him in your care until he is fully
healed. I put him in the room next to yours. No one gets in his ass. The
doctor spent a long time repairing damage inside him. I don't want any of
the stitches torn."

"Yes Master. I will protect him."  "Good. I'm going to leave him with
you. He can do light work, but no chopping. I have too much work piled up;
I have to get back to the Headquarters."

"I will be careful with him Master."

I turned and headed for the front. Justine just got up and waited as he saw
me coming.

"Headquarters Justine."

When we got there I saw the colonel had made at least one change. The front
door was now guarded by two heavily armed soldiers. I told Justine to
remove his harness and come inside. I grabbed a coffee and told Justine to
have what ever he wanted.

Well get the crap out of way first. I headed for the Colonels office.

"Good Morning Jay. Feeling better?"

"Yes Sir. Colonel I need your permission to execute those eight boys who
raped and abused Thomas."

"How do you plan on doing it?"

"Well Sir, I had promised my slaves a day off at the beach. It had been set
for yesterday. Tomorrow I will do it and have those boys done as well. If
you can handle having seventy odd boys down here near your head quarters I
plan to have them all on the beach here. The eight condemned will be tied
to the tidal posts. High Tide is near 9pm tomorrow."

"Tidal posts? Never heard of that before."

"Well Sir, a few small cuts are strategically made on their bodies. There
are some fish types that are attracted to the blood in the water. They go
after the cuts."

"You mean sharks."

"No Sir, there are other smaller fish that will eat at them too."

"A fucking painful way to go."

"Colonel, Thomas was abused as soon as he set foot on that ship he came on
and was even fist fucked at one point. If I could think of a more painful
way that lasted as long as they abused him I would use it."

"Sorry Jay, didn't mean to get your dander up. Permission granted. Planning
on eating at the beach too."

"Yes Sir. Juan and his boys are preparing it today. Mostly salads and
fruits, sandwiches and soft drinks. There will be some beer if you would
like to join us sir."

"I might take you up on that. Now if there is nothing else, I have to get
back to work."

Thank you Sir." I turned and left.

I went straight to the computer room. Started up the systems, grabbed a
hand full of emails and started to speed read them. About an hour later
just shredded them and sat down at my computer. I went into the MIT website
and entered the program section. It took a while to find the particular
program I wanted to modify, but finally found what I needed and down loaded
it to my server. After I opened it I read through line after line of
program. Putting a phishing program inside a Trojan was not going to be
easy and to make it even more difficult, that damned firewall security
program would pick up the Trojan and delete it almost instantly. Almost was
the key. I worked for a several hours. The Colonel came in and asked if I
planned on working right through lunch. I had not realized I had been at it
for almost four hours. I saved my work and shut down. My afternoons were
devoted to the slave center.

Justine took us both to the house for lunch.

I had Trent put on the harness after lunch. Justine could just ride with
us. After The Colonel, Justine, Thomas and my two guards were on I had
Trent take the Colonel back first and then headed to the training Center. I
checked all the training areas first and then headed to the horse training
area. This was only training area where every slave in training had an
individual trainer. Today I saw they were doing stamina training. Pulling
stone boats. I almost laughed as some of the men in training could hardly
move boats while others seemed to have no problems. All were very well
muscled men. Most looked like they were in the same age bracket as
Trent. But that was where any similarity ended.

"Master, they are just being stubborn and lazy."

"I agree Trent. Think you could show them all up?"

"Yes Master."

I climbed down. Justine and Thomas followed. Justine unhooked Trent and we
walked toward the group. As soon as the lead instructor saw me coming he
lined all the new slaves up for inspection.

"How many times did they use the pain stick on you Trent?"

"Almost everyday Master."

"Did it work Trent?'

"Yes Master. I came very quick to the conclusion that they would zap me
every time I showed I was not using all my muscles to work. Master I hate
that pain stick."

"I don't blame you."

I addressed them all.

"If any of you are under any illusion that if you don't work out you will
be found something else useful for you to do, you can quickly change your
minds. All of you have been selected to be trained as horsemen. In future
if you do not give every thing you have to your training, you will be
punished immediately. All instructors put your pain sticks on level
two. You will zap any one of these slaves who do not pull. Hook them up.

I walked to the first one.

"Pull the boat to the first flag now." I adjusted my pain stick right in
front of him.

The slave made it about half way. Without a thought I walked up to him and
shoved the pain stick into his balls. He dropped screaming onto the
ground. I walked to the second.

"The first flag boy or do you just want this in your nuts right now?"

I walked as he struggled with the boat and actually made it almost there. I
walked over to him.

"Very good effort boy. Very good."

I walked to the third man.

"How far do you think you can pull that boat boy?"

"I will try to the end Master."

"No you will not try. If you say I will pull it to the end. Then you pull
it to the end. Other wise?"

I followed him along. He only made it about three quarters of the way
before collapsing on the ground. At least he didn't have to fall when I
zapped him.

I walked back to the first. I walked very close to him.

"This is called the carrot and the stick now. IF you pull this stone boat
to the second flag, I'll have that young slave come over and suck you
off. If you fail to reach that second flag, I'm going to shove this pain
stick up your ass before I pull the trigger. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master."

"When ever you are ready boy?"

I knew what he was thinking this time. He had already been zapped in the
nuts with the pain stick. He knew I would shove it up his ass if he
failed. He looked at Thomas standing beside Trent. He turned and looked at
that second flag and with a scream took off. He not only made it to the
second flag, but a little past it.

"Thomas, come over here."

"Yes Master."

"Go to that Slave by the second flag and suck him off."

"Yes Master." He smiled.

I walked back over the second boy.  "You want a blow job boy?"

"Yes Master."

"Pull the boat to the end and turn it around. Do that and that boy will
suck you off as he is doing that other boy. Fail and this stick gets shoved
up your ass."

By the end of the training period, Thomas had sucked off nine of the twelve
men in training. Two were still out after having the pain stick forced into
their ass before it was fired. One had died of a heart attack. Not a bad
afternoon I thought.

"How are you feeling Thomas?'

"Fine Master. Thank you Master."

"You didn't mind sucking off those boys?"

"No Master. Master I will do anything you ask always."

"Good for you boy. When we get back to the house I want you to do Trent and
Justine too." I said to him quietly.

"Trent is very big Master, but I will try."

"Do your best boy."

"Yes Master."

"Female barracks Trent."

After a short visit, I had Trent take us home. I ordered him and Justine to
shower and change. The heat caused anyone to sweat like crazy and all three
boys, Speedos were damp and dusty. I told Thomas to go with them.

I went up to my room and had a quick shower to cool down. One of the room
boys, a boy named Gary, helped. I pushed him to floor and made him suck me
off after my shower. Clean and temporarily sated I went down, grabbed a
beer and sat on the veranda. Most of the yard work was now done, with just
some trimming of bigger trees and planting gardens being done.

The boys could handle it from now on.

Samson brought boys back about three thirty. I signaled him over to me.
"Samson put the harness on and go down to HQ and wait for the Colonel."

"Yes Master."

The boys just flopped on the grass to rest. I got up and walked among
them. Telling them to just relax for a bit. There was an awful lot of very
good looking boys. How I was ever going to satisfy them was going to be a
problem. But I knew they would enjoy each other and the fifteen girls that
were available to them. I could pick and chose my bed partners every
night. Even let Justine or Samson pick what they liked on occasion.

Papa came out and bowed to me after I sat back down.

"Can I get you anything Master."

"How your cock feeling today Papa?"

"It is much better Master. Soon it will be working better Master."

"Yes I suppose it will, I'll have to see how good it really is." I
chuckled.

"Master, it is I who should service you, not the other way around."

"Papa, I like it both ways. Now better get a bucket of beer. The Colonel
should be here shortly. Then get the boys in and showered and changed."

"Yes Master." He smiled.

Samson came back with the Colonel. I told him to shower and change, then
come and see me. The Colonel just flopped into a chair and cracked a
beer. The first one he just downed and cracked another.

"Thirsty Master?"

"Damned hot out. How do you handle it? I'm from New York, it never gets
this hot or humid there."

"Master, I don't think it is necessary for you to wear full fatigues all
the time. My Master usually wears only shorts."

"Maybe I'll try that tomorrow. Now I'm going to have a cold shower."

"Master, I will help you if you wish."

"No Jay, I'll just get one of the room boys. But thank you for asking."

"Master, my Master allows me to service the Camp Commander. I would be very
happy to help."

"Jay, another time perhaps." He smiled and walked away.

Damn I really wanted to see what he looked like. Actually I wanted more
than that, but I guess I would have to wait.

A short while later all three horsemen came back with Thomas. I offered
them all a beer, but all declined and had a coke instead. A little while
after the Colonel came down in a real pissed off mood.

"What happened Master?"

"Fucking little room boy bit my cock."

"Was it an accident Master?"

"No it wasn't a fucking accident. When I shoved it in his mouth he just bit
down on it. I had to slap him to get him to let go. Thought he was going to
bite it off."

"Do you know his name Master? I will take care of it. All boys know they
must service guests in all the rooms. It is part of there job."

"Papa, go find out who it was. Strip him and put him cells."

"Yes Master."

"The little cocksucker, I almost wrung his fucking neck." The Colonel said.

"Master, if I find out it was on purpose he will never do it ever again. I
promise you Master."

"I'll let you handle it this time Jay, but next time I will wring the boys
neck if it happens again."

"Yes Master."

That kind of fucked my mood for the afternoon. These boys were going to
have to learn and learn damned quick that anything a Master wants, a Master
gets, weather it hurts them or not. Next problem was what was a fitting
punishment for the lad. Papa came back.  "Well, you was the fucker?"

"His name is Stanley Master. He is from the fishing village. He say he is
not gay and won't do any gay stuff."

"Really, well he has another thought coming. Take him up to my room. Cuff
him to my bed. Get Aaron and tell him to come and see me."

"Yes Master."

"Well Justine, Samson, you both get a chance with new ass tonight. After I
take his virginity, you two can use this Stanley too. Maybe by morning he
will definitely be doing gay stuff."

"Really Master, he is going to be very sore in the morning."

"He is going to even more sore. Tomorrow morning you can put him in the
stocks by the slave quarters. He can spend a couple of days in them."

"Yes Master." Samson laughed.

I had not had a virgin ass since Nigeria. Going to be fun for a change.

"Colonel, I am assigning a different boy to you and to you exclusively. He
will do anything you ask him to. Absolutely anything."

"Sounds good Jay."

"Sorry for blowing my stack at you."

"Colonel, the boys here are my responsibility."

"If it had happened to my Master, the boy would either be dead or my ass
would be very red."

"The commander still whips you Jay?"

"Yes Colonel, I am the only one who can be whipped. That is why the stocks
were put in. It is a lesser punishment for the boys instead of using the
electro-torture machine."

"I would like to see it demonstrated. It might make an excellent form of
interrogation."

"Sir, I could use it one or all the boys being executed tomorrow."

"Why not. Set one boy up for it tomorrow morning. I have to be there
anyway. Four boys are HIV +. Their execution is set for tomorrow."

"Yes Sir."

The fours boys would not be very exciting. The Doctor used lethal
injection. But the oldest of the rapists could get the full treatment from
the Machine tomorrow. Maybe set it up for level three. If he survived that
I could still put him on the tidal stakes.

Thinking about watching his balls fry was giving me a hard on. Samson
noticed.

"Master, what is the machine you are talking about?"

"You will see tomorrow morning, all of you. Including you Thomas."

I took Papa inside and asked him to suck me off."

"Oh yes Master." He was a very good cocksucker. I couldn't wait to see how
he tasted.

Aaron I put on the Colonels room. I made sure that he knew he was to do
anything and everything the Colonel wanted. I warned him if I had any
complaints I'd cut his nuts off and feed them to him.

"I promise Master."

This Stanley character would end up on the outside crew if he survived.

All through dinner all I thought about was the virgin boy Stanley. So much
so I wasn't really eating just sort of picking at my food. The Colonel and
I moved to the sitting room and we talked about the camp and garrison, how
the training was coming and other stuff. What I wanted was to get up to
that boy, but the Colonel just went on and on about everything.

"Well I think I will retire Jay. See you in the morning."

"Good night Sir."

I almost ran to my room. Samson and Justine were just talking. Stanley was
laying on the bed, still in his Speedos and t-shirt. He started to shake as
soon as I walked in.

"Uncuff him and then strip him." I said to Justine.

"Sit on the edge of the bed boy."

"You are from the fishing village. You were present when I said that you
would be required to do anything a black man asked. Why did you refuse the
Colonel and then bite his cock?"

"Master, I thought you meant work, not gay stuff. I'm not gay. Can I just
go back home?"

"I could let you go home. However maybe you should listen first. Suppose I
let you go home. You already know everyone on this Island has been
designated a slave. Even your parents and sisters if you have any. Now
being designated as a slave means one thing. Anyone can chose you to serve
them. I accepted you and I don't think you have been treated any different
than I have treated any of my other boys."

"If I let you go home, do you know what will happen to you?"

"No Master."

"Well one day maybe a member of the Garrison here will visit your town. If
he sees you he might ask if you belong to anyone. When he finds out you
don't belong to anyone, he will probably chose you to be his slave. The
first thing he will probably do is rape you. Probably more than once. He
won't care if it hurts you or not, after all you are just a slave to
him. He'll probably make you drink his piss and even eat his shit. You will
have to do absolutely anything he wants. If you don't he will probably beat
you. There are some very brutal men in the Garrison. I know I ran into one
a few days ago."

"Tomorrow the Colonel, who you refused to service has said he wants a
demonstration of the pain inducer machine. You see that copper ring on your
cock? The machine is attached to that, plus two needles are inserted into
balls. Your nipples are held by very tight clips along with your nose and
ear lobes. A thick probe is shoved into your ass. Once you are all hooked
up by wires from each of those points on your body, a very strong
electrical current is sent through the wires. It is extremely painful."

"Now. If you refuse to do anything I ask tonight, it will be you that will
be seated in that chair tomorrow morning."

He had started to cry long before I got to the last statement.

"What do I have to do Master?"

"Well after you have sucked off my two boys here I am going to fuck
you. Now I can be very gentle. If you cooperate I will go real slow and let
you get used to it. If you don't cooperate, I will have these two hold you
down and I will rape you. After I am done, these two will also use your ass
or mouth or both. In the morning after the chair, if you survive, you will
spend two days in stocks outside the slave quarters. In stocks every boy
can use as many times as they wish."

He was crying his head off, but he was also hard. Weather in fright or
arousal I was not sure. He finally got a hold of himself, wiped the tears
off his face. He finally obviously came to a conclusion in his own mind. He
moved off the edge of the bed and kneeled in front of Justine. He reached
up and pulled Justine's Speedos down. He closed his eyes, gripped Justine's
hardening cock and put it in his mouth. Justine just held his head.

"Only suck what you can handle boy." Justine said.

It did not take long before Justine was moaning in pleasure. Very soon
after that Justine started to push his cock deeper into the boys mouth.

"Swallow it boy, swallow it all." Justine said as I saw him start to cumm
in the boys mouth.

Stanley backed off out of Justine's mouth, his tongue came out and licked
around his lips. He then moved to Samson, who had already dropped his
Speedos. Samson's cock was already hard. He just aimed it between the boys
bright red lips. Stanley gagged as Samson pushed his cock all the way into
his mouth and throat.

"Breath through your nose boy." Samson said.

"It took a while, but finally Stanley was actually taking all of Samson's
cock. He was turning out to be a pretty good cock sucker. Samson blew as
well and I watched Stanley's throat muscles working as he swallowed. Samson
let his head go and the boy sat back on his legs.

"Not bad boy. You did real good." Samson said.

He got up and stood next to me.

"On your back on the bed boy." I said.

Resigned to what was coming he just laid on the bed and waited.

I sat down on the bed beside him. I reached over and played with his
cock. Not bad, about 6 inches long and uncut, as usual for the
islanders. Nice set of balls, now pushed forward with the rings.

"Your very good looking Stanley. Now as I said, I will take it real slow. I
can't prevent all the pain, but I can reduce it. If you cooperate, it will
be even less painful for you."

"Okay Master."

"Now to let you totally relax, I'm going to have Justine and Samson help
okay?"

He nodded his head.

"Justine, you Samson get on either side and hold his legs back. That way he
can just relax in your arms."

As both boys got into position, I grabbed the lube off the bed table. I sat
between his pulled back legs. I had promised to take it slow, but my
resistance was very hard pressed when I saw that very nice ring of hair
around his tight hole. I forced myself to relax, lubed up a finger and
slowly pushed it inside him. He groaned in pain. After moving it in and out
a few times I slipped a second finger into him. He yelped in pain. As I
moved two fingers inside him I found the nub of his prostate and ran my
fingers over it a few times. He moaned in pleasure as the sensations
engulfed his mind. As I started to introduce a third finger, he screamed. I
stopped a bit to let his hole get used to it and then pushed all three into
him. As I hit is prostate again he was now both keening in pleasure and
crying at the pain of my fingers inside him. I slowly worked my finger
around inside him to widen his tight hole. Using my other hand I squirted a
good portion of lube on my cock. I quickly pulled the fingers out and
slipped the head of my cock in to him. The head slid in easy. I just held
it there. God how I just wanted to ram it into him, but held off.

I started to push into his very tight hole.

"Push boy, push like you want to shit."

I felt his hole open a bit and I shoved another 2 inches inside him. He
screamed out loud. I just could not hold back anymore. I rammed the rest of
my cock inside him. It was almost an anti-climax, He yelped and then
relaxed. Damn he tight and hot inside.

"It's all the way inside boy."

"Don't stop Master." He grunted between clinched teeth.

I started to pull back almost to the head before I started back inside. He
started to push back on my cock. Resigned to what was happening and having
his prostrate rubbed with each stroke, I started to speed up. I had to
hurry, my balls were churning and screaming for release. Without any choice
I finally just held it inside that very hot chute and filled him with my
sperm. His cock fired as I came inside him. I remained hard and after a bit
of time started to really fuck his tight bottom. He met every stroke and
even started to ask for more and harder. Fuck I think he was another of
these boys that just liked to get fucked. After cumming a second time I
pulled out.

Both Steven and Samson fucked him and I fucked him again. He seemed to
insatiable, wanting it more and harder. I finally dropped off to sleep very
late. After a hot shower and Stanley even drank all of us and helped us
shower, I rescinded my order he be put on stocks and assigned him to the
outside crew.

At Breakfast the Colonel informed me that my original order to have those
eight boys staked out on the tidal stakes had been rescinded by the
Commander. They were to be castrated and the hanged along side the
Sgt/Major. One of the boys would first be used to demonstrate the chair.

"Why Colonel?" I asked.

"Object lesson to all the slaves. They will all be present for both."

"Yes Sir."

After Breakfast, Trent put on the harness to haul us all to the Slave
Center. Samson put the outside crew to work on the wall, saying they had
better have something down when he got back or else. We loaded everyone up
and headed to the Center, including Benny.

I had never seen anyone hanged before, but had heard rumors that anyone
hanged shot their load. I knew that was not going to happen, because my
Master had said they were all going to be castrated first, before they were
hanged. Maybe the Colonel would let me leave one boy with his balls to see
if it was true. When we got to the Center, I saw that the chair had been
rigged again on one end of the playing field. A long pole was also rigged
between two posts. All the slaves in training and about half the Garrison
were present. The eight boys and the Sgt/Major were brought to the area in
cuffs. All were nude. The Colonel climbed onto a platform in front of the
Slaves and Garrison troops.

"This first part is for any troops. You can pass it on to those not
present. Laying a hand on the Commanders White Slave, is a crime against
the revolution and against the White Slave. It is punishable by
death. Unlucky for the Sgt/Major, if Jay's guards had been present when he
Struck Jay, he would have already been dead. Being alive, the Commander has
sentenced him to hang. I have added the provision he be castrated before
hand."

At a signal the Sgt/Major was dragged to the long bar. He was forced to
stand on a stool, while a noose was put around his neck. I had seen how
most gallows worked. The victim dropped a fair distance and usually their
neck was broken, but the Sgt/Major was not going to drop more than a few
inches. It would take a long time to strangle to death.

I looked at the nude Sgt/Major. Oh how I wish he had not beaten me up. He
had not a long cock, but quite thick and huge nuts, which he was about to
lose. I would have been happy to suck him off or even have him in my ass.

"Carry out the sentence." The Colonel said.

One of the guards walked up to the Sgt/Major, reached out and pulled his
sack away from his body. In one slice removed them. The Sgt/Major screamed
in pain, which quickly died when the stool was kicked out from under his
feet and he was left swinging on the rope. The Colonel just turned
away. Although that way to go had to very painful, I wondered if there were
more painful ways to hang someone. The Doctor was standing waiting for the
Sgt/Major to stop struggling. I asked him.

"What are you, a sadist Jay?"

"No Master. It's just Thomas was Tortured and Abused by those eight boys
for almost a month. If I had not seen him that day, even you said he would
probably have died. I wanted to use the tidal stakes, but my Master over
ruled me. Hanging is too easy for them."

"I see your point Jay, but the only other way is to use wire instead of
rope. It's called a garrote. They strangle slowly instead of just hanging
on the rope."

When I thought about what the Doctor said, I guess I was a bit of a
sadist. I could feel my cock getting hard. Maybe more than just a bit.

I walked to where the Colonel was standing and asked him if they could use
garrotes on the eight boys. Also could he not castrate one.

"I know why you want to use a garrote, but why do you want to leave one
boys balls intact?"

"Well I heard that a guy ejaculates just before he dies when he is
hanged. I wanted to see if it was true."

"Well, I think the oldest boy you are putting in the chair, we could leave
his if you want. It does not matter to me one way or the other Jay."

"Thank you Sir." I said.

He called over one of his men and whispered instructions to him. Then
turned back to the lined up Slaves.

"In case none of you know who I am, I will tell you. I am the Garrison
Commander and the Commander of this Slave training Center. This White Slave
standing beside me is your chief instructor. You might it strange that a
white boy would have such power, but the reasons are unimportant as far as
you are concerned. Me, like him have the power of life and death over
everyone of you. We both can and will if it is required put any boy here to
death if you don't follow the rules laid down here."

"One of the primary rules we have is that no boy, slave or otherwise, will
be forced to have sex with another. Although you are required to do as any
Black here in the garrison asked, none of your fellow Slaves can force you
to have sex with them. Forcing someone to have sex is punishable by
death. These eight boys here raped and abused a fellow slave for several
weeks. Without the intervention of this White Slave, a young slave would
have died from his injuries. After talking to him he found out this young
man had been abused and raped by these animals almost from the first day he
boarded the ship that brought you here.

"Before these eight are hanged, one will help you remember another possible
punishment reserved for those that refuse to accept their new status as
Slaves."

"Put him in the Chair." He ordered the two men holding the oldest of the
eight boys.

He struggled like a mad man and it actually took four soldiers to get him
strapped in. I walked over to the chair and him. It was really too bad. He
was not a bad looking man. Benny started to attach the wires as I
watched. He screamed as Benny inserted the needles into his balls. As he
went to attach one the ring in the end of his cock I stopped him.

"Do you have another wire clip, like you used on his nuts?"

"Yes Master."

"Stick a needle into the head of his cock and attach him that way."

"Yes Master."

He screamed again as Benny just shoved the needle into the head of his
cock.

"What level Master?" He asked.

"Three for fifteen minutes."

Benny set the machine and stood back. The Colonel had been watching too.

"Why are such tight clips used? I would have thought just touching him in
anyone of those places would be enough?"

"Master, the pain is so intense and the mechanism inside the machine
rotates the power to each clip or needle randomly. If looser clips were
used his thrashing in the chair would make them come off." Benny said.

"So what kind of power are we talking about here. Jay said level three for
fifteen minutes? What exactly does that mean?" The Colonel asked.

"Master, level one is 100 volts at ¼ amp. Level two is 300 volts at ¼
amp. Level three is 500 volts at 1/3 amp. The Machine has an internal
clock, that counts down automatically for in this case 15 minutes. It can
be set from fifteen minutes to 60 minutes. Fifteen minutes is about all
anyone can stand. Most will pass out in under fifteen minutes."

"So start it up."

Benny pushed the start button on the top of the machine. The result was an
instantaneous scream from the boy. From that point on his screams continued
and he strained and thrashed in the chair. It just went on and on. His
howls could probably be heard for miles. I loved that machine, it made me
hard watching the boy suffer. He finally passed out after less than ten
minutes. That did not stop the machine. His body continued to twitch even
though he was unconscious. Finally it just stopped and boy slumped in the
chair.

"It's over Master." Benny said.

"Carry on with the executions." The Colonel said.

The Sgt/Major had been cut down. I saw blood around his mouth and surmised
his balls had been shoved into his mouth. He was tossed onto a wagon. I
walked closer to the hanging rail. I wanted see close up the what the
difference between using rope and wire meant. All seven boys were crying as
four of them were dragged over to the rail. Two guards lifted them onto the
stool below them and the wire was looped around their necks. One guard,
just walked along the line, sliced off their balls and kicked the stool
out. All of them pissed themselves almost immediately. As their own weight
pulled them down the wire around their necks tightened, cutting off both
circulation to their brains and air into their lungs. Their faces turned
blue and their tongues and lips swelled. Even as they struggled the wire
just tightened more. It took most of them almost 20 minutes before they
hung limp. Most shit themselves too. Many of the Slaves watching became
violently ill. The guards just cut the wires and tossed their bodies onto
the wagon along side the Sgt/Majors body. The quickly rigged four more
nooses.

The other four went the same way, except the oldest boy, whose balls were
left on did ejaculate, almost immediately, even though his cock didn't even
get hard. After it was over, I really needed to get off. I guess I really
was a sadist. I enjoyed watching those eight rapist hang.

The Colonel ordered that all the bodies be incinerated and then turned to
me.

"I guess we are done here. Can you have Trent drop me at the Headquarters
and I will see you and all your boys later Jay."

"Yes Sir."

We loaded up everyone and Trent went first to the headquarters and then to
the house.

TBC
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