Date: Thu, 28 Oct 2010 13:25:19 -0600
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: WHITE SLAVE 23

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 23

When we got back to the house, I ordered to Samson to gather all the
outside boys into the front yard. I told Justine to get all the rest of the
boys from inside out as well. I headed for the kitchen.

"Got everything ready Juan?"

"Yes Master, we have put it all in one of the big wagons."

"Okay, all of you change and come out front. I have a few things to say to
everyone before we head down to the beach."

When I got out front, I sent Justine to get the girls too. Once everyone
was out front, I stood in front of them.

"For the rest of today, all of you are off duty as far as work here at the
house is concerned. We are all going to the beach to swim and
party. However there are a few things I want to make very clear first."

"This young man beside me was brutally raped on his way here to the
Island. At one point he was even forcibly fist fucked. The Doctor has
repaired the damage done. However it will be a while before he is totally
healed. No ONE, and I mean NO ONE will try to fuck this boy. He does like
to suck and be sucked, so you have that option. Make him welcome. The boys
that raped him were executed this morning and if I find out any of you
force yourself on another boy at anytime I will personally emasculate you
right on the spot. Next, I have also invited the Garrison Commander and any
off duty troops to join us. If you are asked you will do anything either
the Colonel or these troops ask. You are all Slaves, my Slaves, and they
know they can't cause you any damage, other than maybe a bigger hole if
some of the troops with big cocks want to fuck you. No one is immune except
Thomas."

"Any Questions?"

When no one had any questions, I had Justine lead off down the road. I had
Trent hook up to the big wagon and Samson hook up to mine. Only Thomas rode
with me and my guards. The rest walked.

As Thomas and I rode the cart, he kept looking at me.

"What's the matter Thomas?"

"Master, why are you being so nice to me? I am just like the rest. One of
your Slaves."

"Well Thomas, I like you." I pulled him closer. He just snuggled up close
to me.

"I think Thomas, I am going to make you my personal Slave."

"Oh Master. Thank you. I will do anything you ask anytime."

"Well what I need right now, after watching those executions is a good Blow
Job. Think you can handle it?"

Without a word he dropped to his knees and undid my shorts. In no time he
was swallowing my cock right to my pubes. He was one hell of a cock
sucker. In no time at all he just swallowed my load. He came off my cock
and smacked his lips.

"You taste real good Master."

Just sitting now, sated, I could not believe how far I had come from that
first day when my Master raped me. Now I had a personal slave, 70 boys I
could use at my pleasure, two horsemen, my own bedroom, with two slaves to
help in anyway I wanted. Even a black boyfriend. I really was in heaven and
had the power to do almost anything I wanted to anyone.

There was quite a welcoming committee when we reached the beach. Almost a
hundred off duty troops were already swimming in the surf. I dismissed the
boys to enjoy and almost all were quick to shed their Speedos and t-shirts
and head into the water. Juan and his crew were quick to set up the tables
and lay out the food and drinks. Justine set up a chair with an umbrella
for me and then he too headed for a swim. Thomas handed me a beer and then
sat beside me on the beach.

"You can swim if you want Thomas. Your on holiday too."

"Master, I would rather just sit here close to you."

"Well take your t-shirt off and get a tan."

I told my six guards to take turns relaxing. Soon I had only two close
by. A little after lunch the Colonel came down to the beach, wearing a very
colorful pair of board shorts. Thomas was quick to get him a beer and a
chair.

"Boy, Jay you go all out. Nice party. These men have about three hours
before they go on duty and then there will be a few hundred more down
here. I have ordered the cooks from the base to supplement your food here
and to bring several coolers with beer for the troops."

"Thank you Colonel. I forgot to ask, was that boy I sent last night
satisfactory?"

"Actually I wanted to talk to you about him."

Oh shit, I thought, another boy displeased him. I could be deep shit.

"That boy you sent me was very, very good. I am wondering if you would
consider selling him to me?"

Selling him? I had got him for free. Now the Colonel wanted to buy him. I
wondered how that worked. I was a White Slave, I guess the boys really
belonged to my Master and all he was doing was let me control them.

"Colonel, I got that boy for nothing. In Reality I think he belongs to my
Master. You need to ask him."

"I'm way ahead of you there. I already talked the Commander. As far as he
is concerned it is totally up to you. Now what I propose, is, on the ship
that is due to arrive on the weekend, there are 65 white boys, 130 Asian
and about 30 Black African boys on board. I'm not sure yet of the status of
the black boys or even why they are being shipped here. However you can
have your choice of all the others. Say two for one."

"So, what you mean Colonel, is I trade Aaron to you for two new slaves
coming on the weekend."

"Yes."

"Well I will agree if Aaron wants to become you boy."

"Fair enough Jay."

"Thomas, go find Aaron and bring him here."

"Yes Master."

"You should know Colonel that Aaron has probably been used by half the
Garrison."

"I know Jay. He told me all about himself last night. To me is does not
matter. I just kind of like the boy."

"Did he tell you everything he likes to do?"

"Yes and I will let him have it all, if that is what he wants."

Thomas and Aaron came running up. Aaron kneeled at my feet.

"Strip boy and take the inspection position."

Aaron quickly removed his Speedos and T-shirt and stood with his hands on
his head, legs spread.

"Aaron the Colonel has expressed his interest in owning you. Do you want to
be owned by the Colonel?"

"Yes Master."

"So be it. The Colonel is your only Master now."

Aaron, I know you like to get as many cocks into all the time if it was
possible, however the only person you will ever service is me." The Colonel
said.

"Yes Master." Aaron said with a frown.

The Colonel got up and removed the cock and ball ring and handed Aaron a
belt to put on. I saw it was a chastity belt. I started to chuckle.

"This will prevent you from servicing anyone but me Aaron. When I want to
use you, I will remove it. At all other times you will wear it and that is
all you will wear. A t-shirt is also allowed, but no shorts. You better
start training your body, because I will not remove it except for when I
want to use you. Do you understand boy?"

"Yes Master."

"Good, now sit here beside me. Where I go from now on, you go to. You will
always be near if I need your services."

Aaron sat down by the Colonel, a big smile on his face.

"So Colonel how often are these ships going to be coming here. There are
already near two hundred in training."

"Well the Center will eventually be training in cycles and there will
always be about 800-900 slaves in camp."

"I think you will need more instructors."

"You are probably right. Maybe those 30 black boys can be trained as
Instructors."

"To be a good instructor, they should go through the training course." I
said.

He was about to answer when a black soldier came out of the headquarters.

"Call for you Colonel."

He headed inside, with Aaron on his heels. I almost laughed again. Aaron
was obviously happy to serve just the Colonel. The Colonel must be hung
like a horse.  Thomas grabbed me another beer and then sat down at my
feet. I just ruffled his hair. He leaned his head on my leg. He was
definitely contented.

When I looked at all the boys either swimming or on the beach, at least
half were getting serviced by black men. Everyone was obviously having
fun. Even the girls seemed to be all engaged on way or another. Every once
in a while a boy would run up and grab a sandwich and a drink and head back
onto the beach. I saw even my kitchen staff engaged. Some of those black
soldiers were really good looking and I would not have minded if they asked
me.

But none ever approached me.

About thirty minutes later the colonel came back with Aaron in tow. Aaron
got him a beer and sat down beside him. He never said anything for about
ten minutes. Almost as if he had either bad news to tell me or he was
trying to figure out how to tell me something else.

"That was the Commander. He has decided that the only instructors at the
Center will be black, except for you. All thirty black boys coming in on
the weekend and about 90 more now in camp at the north end of the Island
will be instructors. You will instruct them all. Once they are capable of
taking over as instructors, the present instructor staff will be returned
to slave status. Any that refuse will be executed. That is the order from
the Commander."

I had figured this was eventually going to happen, but not so soon and I
did not think I would have a hand in instructing them. I wasn't even sure
if they would take instruction from a White Slave.

"I can see what you are thing Jay. Your not sure they will accept
instruction from you?"

"Yes Sir."  "They will accept you. For how ever long it takes to train them
as instructors, they are to be treated as any other slave in training is
treated. I have five young soldiers in my Command I will give to you to
assist you."

"Thank you Sir. I wasn't sure how I was going to control 120 boys."

"Well relax Jay, it's four days until the first 30 get here and about six
days until the rest arrive."

"Trust me Jay, I'll have your orders in writing."

"I don't have any choice but trust you Sir."

"Jay, the instructions they are going to get are going to be very strict
and very binding. Probably none are virgins, all were grabbed from Whore
houses or off the street. All have been cleared medically. They don't know
why they were picked, but they know that if they screw up even once, they
will be history."

This was definitely going to be interesting if nothing else. 120 black boys
to train as instructors. I knew the eight senior instructors would head
back to Fathers Island. That would leave about 40 boys who I was sure would
not accept becoming ordinary slaves easily. Well I figured after I hanged a
few dissenters on the gallows, the rest would quickly fall in line. I knew
of one I was going to take great pleasure in executing.

"You planning on swimming Jay?" The Colonel said interrupting my thoughts.

"Want to come for a swim with me Thomas?"

"Yes Master."

"Cool. I guess the answer is yes Sir."  I stood up and removed my shorts
and t-shirt. Thomas did the same. I watched as the Colonel first removed
Aaron's belt and then pulled down his board shorts. Well he wasn't as big
as my Master, but the ring in the end of his cock was very thick and I
could see what appeared to be a line of studs along the underside of his
cock. I guess my eyes alerted him.

"Sorry to stare Sir."

"That's okay Jay. You have probably never seen these before. He said as he
lifted his cock up to show the underside.

There were about eight studs that went through the underside of his cock
and two rings in his ball sack.

"I almost drove Aaron nuts last night when I fucked him. These studs really
stimulate the inside of the ass." He laughed.

Now I knew why Aaron was so quick to become the Colonels slave.

All four of us just waded into the surf. We needed to go out about 50 yards
before it was deep enough to swim.

"Master, I can't swim." Thomas said.

"Well I guess I will have to teach you."

The Colonel and Aaron swam off toward the wharf. I figured Aaron was going
to get his almost continuous wish. Fucked by the Colonel.

Thomas proved easy to teach. I had him lie back in the water, I put my
hands under him to support him. I told him anytime he thought he was
sinking, to just kick his legs. After a while I had him on his
stomach. When my hands were under him I was holding him right over his cock
and he got hard. I guess he was so worked up that once when I let him go he
just sunk under water. He came up sputtering.  "Sorry Master. It was hard
to concentrate."

"I could tell." I laughed.

"Come on, we will go relax on the beach for a while."

WE walked out and just laid back beside each other. I looked along Thomas'
body. Although still very skinny, he really was a good looking boy. I ran
my hand down over his chest and tweaked the nubs of his tits. He moaned and
immediately started to get hard. Not caring that several yards away were
two of my ever present guards, I leaned over him and took his cock into my
mouth.

"Oh Master, why?"

I lifted off him and looked at his face.

"Thomas, until I can fuck you, I will use this part of you a lot." I went
back to sucking him. He was one very horny boy. In less than a couple of
minutes I tasted his very salty cumm. Even salty it tasted great. Still
with a mouthful of his cumm I leaned over and kissed him. He sure got into
necking as soon as he tasted the cumm I pushed into his mouth. What I
wanted now, was his cock inside my ass, but figured I would wait until he
could be used too. After necking for a while we headed back into the water
and made our way back to where the tables and our clothes were.

I noticed the Colonels shorts and Aaron's belt were gone. I guess the
Colonel had, had his day in the sun. Most of my boys were now out on the
beach enjoying the afternoon sun. A few I saw were coupled with soldiers.

I told Thomas to get me and himself a plate of sandwiches and a beer.

He came back with mine.

"Thomas, when I tell you to eat and have a beer, I mean it. Go get yourself
something boy."

"Yes Master."

He came back smiling and sat between my legs to eat.

After he finished he just leaned back. His head was right on my cock. I
looked down at his dirty blonde colored hair. Damn, why did I get so worked
up over boys like this one. An ex-whore yet. Especially when I had the
choice of over 70 boys to chose from. Something inside just wanted me to
have this one boy. Maybe it went back to the first white boy my Master had
given me and then killed. I knew my Master would never do that again. So
this one I could keep. Problem was I guess I sort of loved all my boys in
one way or the other. Some more than others. Justine and Samson were both
very good horsemen and also very affectionate. Benny would walk through a
bonfire if I told him too. Some of these boys I knew just loved me for just
being me. This holiday was going to just make those feelings stronger.

My other major problem was I liked to see white boys in pain and even loved
to emasculate them and watch as they screamed in horror as they bled
out. Two different parts of me, one so ruthless that I could and would do
anything to a white and the other part loving this white boy.

I looked out along the beach, it appeared that everyone was having a hand
in building a couple of huge bonfires on the beach. This party was going to
go on all night I figured. More food arrived and more beer. Thomas made
sure I always had a full one, but I needed to slow down.

That proved unnecessary, a wind started to blow and when I looked back over
the Island, huge thunderheads were building.

"Looks like were in for a storm Thomas. Go fine Justine and Samson."

He bolted away down the beach.

From the looks of most of the boys, they knew a storm was coming too. They
were already dressing and getting things cleaned up. I told Samson to
gather everyone and head back to the house. Justine I told to help load the
big wagon and then he could take me home. The rain started before we were
even half finished. The soldiers took off for their barracks as the boys
started down the road. In no time you could not see more than 100 yards in
the rain. I was soaked immediately. At least it wasn't a cold rain.

Everyone looked like drowned rats by the time we got to the house. I just
dismissed everyone for the night. I took Thomas up for a hot shower and dry
clothes. I gave him a fresh Speedo and t-shirt from my supply. When I got
to the sitting room there was definite chill in the air. Very different
than the very hot day. Now I knew why the fire places were installed in the
house and Justine built a big one in the fire place in the sitting room.

Thomas took his place at my feet. I could see him shivering.

"Thomas come up beside me. Justine go grab a blanket."

I pulled Thomas close. He snuggled in tight to my body. A few minutes later
Justine came back with a thick comforter. He draped it over us both.

"Thank you Justine. Damn it sure cools off quick with the rain."

"Yes Master. It probably won't last long."

As we sat enjoying the fire I felt Thomas' hand on my cock. He worked his
fingers inside. By that time I was rock hard.

"Well you got it that way boy. Now go down and finish."

Thomas slipped under the comforter and quickly started to suck my cock. God
he felt good. His tongue worked it's way up and down my shaft and then he
would deep throat me a couple of times. He seemed to want to prolong it for
as long as he could. My balls had other ideas. I finally had to hold him on
my cock as I unloaded. HE continued to suck and lick my cock even as I went
soft. As soon as I started to drain my bladder he clamped his lips over my
cock and swallowed every drop. He finally came up for air.

"Wow Master. I love when you do that."

"What else do like a lot Thomas?"

"I guess everything Master."

"Some things more than others Thomas?"

"No Master. I like everything Master. I guess some things you don't
like. Master, I don't think you will want me if I tell you every thing."

"Thomas, I have seen my boys do every thing. There is nothing you like that
I won't do if you ask me."

"Master, I am like Benny, but I also like pain."

So Thomas was another shit loving boy.

"What do you mean by pain Thomas? I'm not sure I could hurt you boy."

Thomas looked down at the floor. I lifted his chin and looked into his
eyes. He was very close to crying.

"Thomas you can tell me anything. IF it makes you happier and more
contented here, then I will do anything you want."

"Master, I had been fist fucked before those boys did it. They didn't care
weather they hurt me. Before the guys took their time and it really felt
good. Then yesterday when you went to the horse training area and you hit
the guy in the balls with the pain stick, I wished it was me that you were
doing it to. Then you stuck one up the guys ass and I got off when you did
it to him. I so wanted to feel what he was feeling. Master, I have been
treated like a dog once when I worked the street. I was kept chained in a
basement for a whole week once. All I was fed was urine laced cereal. I
didn't mind. I loved it when he whipped me. He also paid very well at the
end of the week. I didn't have to work for almost a month."

Now you are my Master and I want to be treated like a Slave. A White
Slave. Make me do anything you want. Please Master."

"Okay Thomas. If that is what you want, but not until the Doctor says your
okay."

"Thank you Master."

The storm ran out before morning and everyone got to work clearing up
damage from the storm. I spent my mornings at headquarters putting the
finishing touches on my program. I wasn't going to put it in until the long
weekend coming up. I knew there would be a reduced staff at Homeland
Security over the long weekend.

The man who was to be executed in Texas was rescued and then killed by one
of the rescue teams. Six Texas Rangers were also killed. All hell broke
loose in Texas and in reality all across the United States as the massive
man hunt for him was implemented. Going to tough to find a dead body, made
even tougher, by the fact that my Masters men had cremated the body. There
was almost daily reports on the manhunt as the FBI put him as the second
most wanted on their list.

The ship arrived on time and the thirty black boys were segregated. None
had been told exactly what was going to happen to them. I wanted another
meeting with the Colonel, but it took almost a week before we could sit
down. Now I had all 120 blacks in camp to train.  Thomas had finally been
given a clean bill of health from the Doctor. I had decided that I would
use him as a training tool. It would give him what he wanted and
demonstrate to those black boys exactly what was expected of them. Thomas
now also wore a collar.

"Well Jay, everything ready to start with your new training group?"

"Well Colonel, I would like permission to have the rings put on all those
boys."

"I don't see a problem with that. It will make them really take note that
for now they are just Slaves in training."

"Thank you Sir."

The six men I sent you are okay?"

"Yes Sir. I am going to brief them this afternoon and then introduce the
new boys to what is in store for them over the next few weeks."

"Sounds good. Your Master and Simon will be back in a few days."

"Thank you Sir."

The Colonel and I with our two servants went for lunch at the house. After
lunch, while the Colonel was checking on the training, I stopped by the
Hospital to inform the Doctor, I would be sending my new trainees in to get
rings implanted. The new training barracks for the black boys was the
farthest away from the others as possible. Waiting outside the locked
barracks were the six men the colonel had given me to use.

"I am not sure exactly what your orders are from the Colonel."

"Sir, we were told to follow your orders as if he was giving them. He also
told us if you were displeased with us, his punishment would be far greater
than any one of us could imagine. Sir we would rather have you punish us if
we screw up, than have to face the Colonel."

"I see you all have been issued pain sticks. These are the only weapons any
of you will carry. After these boys have had their rings implanted, they
will start training. Thomas undress and take the inspection position."

Come over here closer and you can see what I mean."

They gathered around Thomas and I showed them the rings.

"The copper ring is used to put an electric charge through the cock, along
with several other points that connected with clips or needles. I'll
demonstrate the chair on Thomas at a later date. For now all we will use
are these sticks. There are three settings. The first two can be used
repeatedly, but the third is to kill. Use it once, and it almost paralyzes
the body. The second shot will electrocute the heart muscles and cause the
victim to die. We will only use the first two settings on these boys. Okay
stand back a bit and I will show you.

"Ready Thomas?"

"Yes Master."

"The first setting delivers about 10,000 volts, the second about 25,000
volts. There is no current. In reality these are cattle prods, modified
cattle prods."

I set the prod on the first setting and touched Thomas on the cock and ball
rings. The result was instantaneous. He dropped to the ground screaming and
holding his cock and balls. His screams of pain went on for about 8-10
minutes before he got down to whimpers.

"Two of you hold his arms and two of you pull his legs apart."

I set the prod on level two. After they had him spread on the ground, I
touched his balls again. His howls of pain could probably be heard all over
the camp, not that I cared. In fact torturing Thomas was giving me a hard
on. The part of me that liked to cause extreme pain to white boys was
almost taking over. I had to back away, I almost hit him with the prod
again. It took him almost fifteen minutes before he could stand
again. Tears rolled down his face, but he was also rock hard.

"Do they always get hard after you use the prod?" One of the men asked.

"No. Thomas likes pain." I chuckled.

"For today, we will instill in those boys, that their very lives are in our
hands for the next several weeks. The first thing is that all will be nude
in our presence at all times. Outside they will be allowed to wear shorts
only. No under wear or shoes and socks. Until their rings are all in, we
will be just doing exercises to get them in shape. Pick up your t-shirt and
Speedos Thomas. We will go meet our new charges."

We walked into the barracks.

"UNDRESS AND STAND AT THE END OF YOUR BUNKS. HANDS ON YOUR HEADS AND LEGS
SPREAD." I shouted.

No one moved.

"You six can use what ever means necessary to get them moving."

I watched as all six checked the settings on the prods and then headed down
the barracks. I heard a few fuck yours, followed by screams of pain. It did
not take long for them to get the message that I meant business.

I walked the full length of the barracks looking at each in turn. There
were a lot of very good looking boys in this bunch. Some were cut, but most
were uncut. Some had hair, while others obviously shaved.  "During the next
week, you all will receive a copper ring implanted in the base of your
cock. All will also be fitted with a Prince Albert ring at the same
time. Until such times as you are all healed, you will be exercised all day
everyday until you are all in better shape than you are now. Any one who
disobeys me or any of these six men will be punished immediately. Some of
you have already experience the pain stick. Getting it shoved into your
balls is not the only place it can be used. Kneel down Thomas."

He knew what was coming and was shaking. I would not normally lube the pain
stick, but for Thomas I did. He had not had a cock in him for almost a
week, so even getting the stick in his ass would hurt.

"Are you sure you want this Thomas?"

"Yes Master. Please Master." I could see he was already hard in
anticipation.

I walked behind him, placed the pain stick right on his hole and slowly
pushed it inside. When I had it seated all the way in I fired it. His whole
body straightened up and the pain stick was wrenched from my hand and
forcibly ejected from his ass. His cock spewed sperm all over the place
even before the first scream escaped his lips. From that point on it was
one long scream of pure anguish. It lasted for more than fifteen minutes
before he just collapsed on the floor. I bent down to make sure he was
alive and he rolled over smiling.

"Oh Master, that was so intense. You can do it again if you want."

"Not now boy. You made a mess on the floor. Lick it up."

Thomas started to lick up the drops of Sperm he had deposited on the
floor. None of it was lost on the 120 boys. I also saw a few who had
plumped up pretty good while Thomas was screaming.

"Sex between each of you is not only condoned, but encouraged. Eventually
you will be training white and Asian boys to become for the most part sex
slaves for blacks. Until I decide you are ready, you are nothing more than
slaves to me and anytime I or any of these instructors want to use you, we
will. Disobey and be punished. Simple."

"By tomorrow morning I want all of you shaved. The only hair on your bodies
until you finish training is on your heads. Like wise if there are any
virgins among you, I suggest you get one of your buddies here to take your
cherry. If I find one of you is a virgin, I will take your cherry. And I'll
do it in front of everyone."

"You may have noticed the stocks in front of most building here. If any of
you screw up continually, I will have you placed in those same
stocks. While in the stocks, anyone, even white slaves can use your mouth
or ass anytime they want. The standard is two days in stocks. Don't piss me
off ever. Lastly, the female barracks is out of bounds. I catch any one in
the barracks for any reason, I'll have you emasculated. If you don't know
what means, well it means I will personally cut your cock and balls off. Oh
yes, one more thing before you get on with your exercising, I catch anyone
forcing themselves on another, I'll cut the offenders balls off and feed
them to him."

"Okay, dress, shorts only, no shoes, socks, under wear or t-shirts."

"You can give them three hours of exercises, including a run around the
camp perimeter."

"Yes Sir."

"Come Thomas, lets go find my ride."

Justine was outside the barracks sitting in the shade along with my ever
present guards. I saw that a canopy had been added to my cart. Well it
would keep the sun out and rain too. He quickly got up and prepared to take
off. We climbed on board.

"Lets go see how the new batch of slaves is making out Justine."

He took off at a fast walk.

When I got close to the main field used for training, I saw all the boys in
a circle around what I figured was some kind of demonstration. As some of
the boys saw me coming they moved out of my way. I saw the Colonel and a
young looking Asian boy squared off in the center of the circle. The Asian
was nude, the Colonel only had on tight shorts. They were obviously
fighting.

The Asian boy could not be more than five foot tall and maybe weight a 100
pounds, compared to the Colonel 6 foot frame and two hundred pounds of
muscle and yet the boy was giving as much as he got. He was even able to
toss the Colonel a couple of times. As they circled the Colonel saw me
watching and held up his hands to the Asian and then bowed to him. The
Asian bowed back. As he turned he saw me standing watching and quickly ran
over and kneeled in front of me.

"I am at your service Master." He said.

"What's your name boy?"

"Nguong Master."

"Stand up boy and assume the position."

The Colonel walked up to watch. I walked around the standing boy. He really
was only five foot tall and I doubt he weighed a hundred pounds, but he
obviously packed a hell of a punch in that sparse frame.

"I'm not sure I believe this." The Colonel said.  "What do you mean
Colonel?"

"Jay, I thought I was going to have to put this boy down as untrainable. HE
is almost totally immune to pain. Six instructors held him while one used a
pain stick on level two. That instructor is now in hospital with compacted
balls. He then laid out the six instructors holding him. When I pulled my
pistol out to put him down he kicked it from my hand so fast, it was like
lightning. I have several black belts in marshal arts. I figured I could
kick his ass, I was wrong. How did you get him to stand still like that?"

"Well boy, why?" I said.

"You are the White Slave Master. You are the Master, who is not a Master. I
will only serve you Master."

He was talking in riddles.

I reached out and grabbed his small cock. I figured it was about three
inches soft. I saw that he didn't have the rings yet. He never moved and I
also checked his small balls.

"He doesn't have the rings yet."

"He was on his way to have them implanted when he revolted."

"If you want me to be your Master, you will have to have the rings
implanted" I said to him.

"If you are my only Master, I will submit to anything you wish Master."

"There are other things you will have to submit to."

"I know Master. I will submit to you and you alone Master. I will not
submit to these #$%^*%^&(##$%." The last he said in a language I could not
understand.

The Colonel burst out laughing.

"He just called all of us your lackeys."

"Thomas, take Nong to the hospital and have his rings fitted. Then take him
to stores and get a cock and ball ring on him and a small set of Speedos
and white t-shirt. Bring him back here when you are done. Nong go with that
white boy and do everything he asks."

"Yes Master."

"Colonel, I'll accept him as one of the ones you owe me."

"Sounds good Jay. I don't know how the fuck you do it."

"You! Get the rest of these in lines for my inspection." I said to one of
the instructors.

I looked over all the boys and saw several I would not mind having, but
decided to wait until they had more training. I went and sat back in my
cart waiting for Nong and Thomas. The Colonel came over to talk.

"So have you figured out what he meant?"

"You mean that riddle? No, not really."

"How are your blacks working out?"

"I'll know more once they have their rings in and have had a few days
exercise. They got a quick lesson in obedience this morning."

"I had to put down six HIV boys this morning. Four Asians and two
whites. Too bad, they were all not bad looking."

"Well I don't care anymore about them. My Master is right about HIV, it
should be eradicated, but I am not sure if you can just execute 4 or 5
hundred million people."

"Don't think it will come to that."

"Colonel, I know it might be a problem, but I think these boys should be
tested before they are sent here. Who knows how many they may have infected
on the way here. I think all boys should be retested before they are
shipped out."

"Good plan Jay. I'll have it implemented."

Now I need to get back to work. Have a good day Jay."

"You too Colonel. See you at lunch."

I watched as the Colonel and Aaron walked away.

"Master, I think that Asian boy is still a virgin."

"Well he won't be by tomorrow morning." I laughed.

"Lets head for stores Justine."

We met the boys coming back. I had not expected them so soon. Nong looked
good in the white Speedo.

"Come here Thomas and drain me."

After Thomas had drained me I hooked a leash to his collar and then hooked
it the back of the cart.  "You can run back Thomas. If you fall you will be
dragged. Get in the cart Nong."

"Back to the house Justine. No hurray."

Thomas had to walk very fast and sometimes run to keep up. Every time the
chain pulled on his collar he would run to get the pressure off.

"Are you punishing him Master?" Nong asked.

"No, he just needs some exercise. If I was punishing him, it would be a
chocker chain around his neck."

I wasn't sure if having Thomas around me was a good idea. I knew I loved to
cause white boys pain and with him loving pain in any form, I had to be
very careful I did not get carried away. Another thought came to mind and I
had Justine stop at the camp workshop. I went inside to talk to one of the
technicians. After telling him what I wanted, he said he would have to
order in the material. I told him to order it and then let me know when it
was ready. I left and climbed back into the cart. I pulled Thomas on board
and told Justine to head for the house.

"Thomas when we get to the house, take Nong up and show him the small
room. That is where you both will sleep when I don't need you at
night. Also change those filthy Speedos. Nong if I catch you in a dirty
Speedo, I'll shove a pain stick up your ass."

"Yes Master. They both answered.

TBC