Date: Sat, 19 Mar 2011 15:48:55 -0600
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: White Slave 42

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 42

After breakfast Simon went to his office to work. I grabbed the mitt full
of briefing papers Jason had left for me and went to mine.

My mind was not on the briefing papers. It was on Operation Slam Dunk. When
I thought about the whole operation, I knew it had not even been conceived
in the New Republic. It was the brain child of one Tomas Umtata, the CDS of
the Canadian Armed Forces. The very extensive file I had on Tomas Umtata
told me why.

Tomas, was from Tanzania. He and his parents had come to Canada when he was
only nine. They settled in an all ethnic neighborhood in Montreal. Tomas
was a minority within a minority neighborhood. Being the only black boy in
the area, meant constant harassment by the other minorities especially the
Arab boys. But that wasn't the only problem. Tomas was also a very smart
young man, excelling in sports and academics. He also had a fascination for
the Military. Tomas' parents wanted him to go to University and were
exceedingly happy when he chose The Military College of Canada.

Tomas proved to be not only smart, but a hell of a soldier too. He
graduated at the very top of his class of 146 students. No mean feat for
the only black soldier in the entire school. Graduating as a first
lieutenant, his first assignment was to the PPCLI in Germany. He was a fast
learner and in less than two years made Captain. Returning to Canada, he
went back to University and picked up his Masters Degree in International
Relations. Now on the road to higher rank he went to Moscow as the Military
Attaché. It is believed that this was where he first started thinking about
the way whites treated minorities. He related back to his own country and
then to Canada. His hatred of anything of Arab descent started here
especially after witnessing the atrocities perpetrated in the name of God
by Islamic Terrorists.

Returning from Moscow, right after the terrorist attacks on New York City,
he was promoted to Brigadier General and into the position of Chief of
Security for the Canadian Armed Forces. His first orders were to beef up
security at all bases and the security clearances required to join the
Armed Forces.

He also coordinated the union between CSIS, the RCMP and Military
Intelligence. This working group of intelligence operatives handled all
terrorist threats. Always simmering just under the surface was what he
conceived to be the greatest threat to Canada's freedom and the freedom of
the world was the growing power worldwide of the Islamic Union. Immigration
of men and women of Arab descent went on at an alarming rate in
Canada. Canada's open door policy, he figured was leading to its ultimate
downfall.

The very quick fall of the all white Government in the US and the formation
of the New Republic had a telling effect on the now Deputy Chief of Staff
Thomas Umtata. He urged the Canadian Government to recognize the New
Republic, saying that there was no way that the 100,000 man armed forces
could ever stop the 1 million man army of the New Republic if it decided to
just annex Canada.

That led to bilateral talks between Canada and the New Republic, including
talks between the Military. During one of these meetings Tomas brought up
the age old treaty and suggested the New Republic might have to one day
invoke it. That started the planning for Operation Slam Dunk.

Now everything was ready. D-Day was set for the 15th of December.

In less than two months, Canada would be part of the New Black Empire.

Jason came in and set my lunch on the desk and stood back. I looked up at
him.

"Jason, do you still have Speedos that fit you?"

"Yes Sir."

"Go put them on. I want to see what you look like in them." He was out the
door in a flash.

When he came back I got instantly erect. The back of the Speedos was
stretched so tight over his bubble butt, I thought that if I touched them,
they would split the seams. In front the very huge cock and balls also
stretched the suit to the breaking point. I knew right then and there I
wanted both.

"Come with me." I led him into my inner sitting room.

He watched as I undressed, the thick meat in his Speedos getting bigger all
the time. I sat down in one of my comfortable chairs.

"Come over here boy, kneel between my legs and suck me off." I said.

He got strange look on his face and walked slowly over and sank to his
knees. He just leaned over and let my cock slide into his mouth and
throat. A very deep moan of pleasure escaped. He had sure learned his
lessons well. I didn't feel his teeth once as he started to bob on my cock,
taking right to the base of his throat each time. He didn't long to get me
to the point of exploding.

"Ready boy, here it comes." I unloaded into his throat. He gagged once and
then just swallowed. He continued to suck as my cock wilted. He then sat
back. A huge grin covered his face.

"Thank you Jay. I have wanted to do that since I was twelve."

"Your very welcome Jason. Now stand up and come closer."

When he was close I peeled down his Speedos releasing that huge black
cock. The dark purple head of his cock was fully out of his long fore
skin. I reached forward and gripped it. He almost fainted right then. I
used one hand to steady him. The first thing I noticed when I gripped his
thick shaft was that he studs lining the underside of his cock. When I
looked he had eight silver studs from the crown to the base. Two more rings
were in his sack and two others were completely through his testicles. They
really looked hot on his black skin.

"Did it hurt when you had the rings put through your testicles?'

"No Sir. Well not as much as I thought it would."

"Does it effect your output?"

"Actually Sir, I think they stimulate my nuts to increase output. They feel
real weird when I come."

Using a hand on one cheek of his ass I pulled him closer. Up close the very
large piss slit was really huge. A single drop of precumm oozed out. I
slipped my finger over it, making the dark purple head shine. I just leaned
over and slipped his cock into my mouth. He started to shake and his legs
wobbled. I backed off and told him to go lie down on the long couch.  I got
up and followed him and sat down my his knees. I leaned over and let his
cock slide right into my mouth and down my throat.

"Oh God Jay, Oh Sir." He sighed.

As I slid up and down on his cock his hips started to rise as I slid his
cock in. Very quickly he was ramming his hips up with every one of my down
movements.

"SIR!" He screamed.

I tasted his cumm as four massive ropes of cumm completely filled my mouth
and throat. I had to swallow very fast as there seemed to be an unending
supply filling my mouth each time I swallowed. I'm sure eight or nine
thick, sweet jets of cumm shot from his big cock head. I slowly pulled off
and still some oozed from his piss slit. I just licked it off as his whole
body shuddered all over.

When I looked at his face, his eyes were closed and a very contented smile
was on his lips.

"You taste fantastic Jason."

I watched as several emotions crossed his face and then he reached down,
grabbed his thighs and pulled them back, exposing his very pink hole. The
very black hair surrounding it made it look very inviting. I leaned over
and ran my tongue down his crack and over that very sensitive hole. His
whole body bucked as my tongue played over it.

"Take me please." He begged.

As much as I wanted to do just that, I knew we didn't have time to really
enjoy. I sat back.

"Later Jason. I'll spend all night with just you. For now, time to get
ready for the meeting."

"Yes Sir." He said, disappointment in his eyes.

I pulled him up and kissed him.

"Come on love time to dress for company."

WE walked back into my suite and he stopped and looked longingly at my
bed. Cumm still dripped from his cock. I turned him toward his suite and
slapped him on the ass.

"Dress boy."

When we walked into the conference room, Simon, George and Sam were already
seated around the table. Jason sat down at his desk and opened his lap top
computer.

"You look very happy Jason?" Sam said.

"I am more happy now than I have ever been Sir."

Simon looked at me with a smile on his face. I'm sure he knew why.

"Gentlemen Operation Slam Dunk begins 15 of December. I presume both you
gentlemen have all your forces and units in place." Simon said.

"Yes Sir. But why so soon? I thought we had agreed to wait until we had
more operatives inside." George said.

"On January 15th next year a general election has been called in
Canada. There is an alarming suggestion that the Islamic Union party will
form the next government. General Umtata is sure when that happens, most of
the treaties between our countries will be scraped by the Islamic Union. It
now or possibly never without a full scale invasion."

"Now, two things are also now available to us as well. Twenty programmed
men of Arab descent are ready to move into Canada to disrupt both Ottawa
and several cities across Canada. All will carry Canadian passports and all
have been added to the rolls of the Islamic Union in Canada. Twelve of
those men will go to Ottawa. On the fifteenth of December the ruling
Liberals are holding a caucus meeting in the parliament buildings. Those
twelve using body bombs and automatic weapons will attack the meeting and
then kill as many others in the building as possible. They have been
instructed to leave any Union men they find alone. The balance of the men
sent will explode suicide bombs in crowded malls and government buildings
across the country."

After the attack, General Umtata will declare Marshall law and request
assistance from us under our treaty obligations. At that point, Canada will
cease to be a free nation and become a vassal state of the New Black
Empire."

"Now problems gentlemen."

"How much cooperation can we expect from the Armed Forces and Police?"

"Complete. I have guaranteed them all exemptions from our new laws."

"Talking with the Military Commanders here, we see no problems on both the
East and West coast, however in the prairies, it close to a thousand miles
from our bases and Edmonton and several hundred to other cities."

"I have assurances that the Canadian Armed forces will deploy in the
central region to hold airports, allowing Airborne troops to land. These
can consolidate and hold them until they can be joined by land based
forces."  "Sam, I need you to make sure the special passenger cars are
available as soon as we have control. We have the Unions full membership
lists. Every single family on that list as well as individuals will be
arrested and loaded on transport back to the Republic. You can sort them
out once you have them at the camps. Black immigrants will be loaded for
the return trips. They will occupy homes left empty by the displaced
families and singles. There are close to 1 million people on the roles of
the Islamic Union and the sooner they are all removed, the sooner we can
start integrating the rest of the country into our Republic."

"Yes Sir. I have already started marshalling cars at specific points across
the republic. Most Canadian rail lines and the Republic are hooked
together."

"As soon as Ottawa is subdued, Jay and his party will fly in. He will be
defacto Military Governor of Canada. General Thompkins you will ensure
suitable quarters are ready as well as a headquarters."

"Yes Sir. I have already discussed that with my counterpart in Canada."

Good. Now any other questions?"

"Any idea of the reaction we might get from other countries?"

"Well, I'm sure there will be a strong negative reaction from most Arab
countries. However once it is broadcast that the Islamic Union was behind
the attack and we have proof, there might be quite a different reaction in
most European countries."

"The UN will probably scream there heads off." I laughed.

"Yeah fuck the UN pussies." Sam said.

"Once we have the country fully under our control immigration will be
allowed from any all black nations on earth. Instructions will be sent to
all our embassies and consulates to accept all disease free applicants
regardless of occupation." I said.

"It is our hope to replace most of the whites and other ethnics with blacks
as soon as possible."

"Sir you might want to include any nation in that policy."

"Well, if I do that then we won't have blacks in those other nations when
we occupy them sometime in the future."

"I see Sir." Sam said.

"Mr. Vice President." Jason said quietly.

"Yes Jason."

"Does that mean from Australia too. My Dad said that is what he and you are
working toward."

"No Jason, however would you like some of your countrymen here?"

"Yes Sir."

"Are they as good looking as you Jason?" Sam laughed.

"Well, I guess some are. Maybe even better. I'm not good looking Sir."

"Don't sell yourself short Jason. You are a very good looking young man."

"Thank you Mr. President."

"Arrange it George." Simon said.

"With pleasure Sir."  "Now, after looking at the reprogramming center, I
propose to build at least one center in every state in the union with at
least a hundred machines in each center. That will mean the out lay of
several billion dollars, possibly more." I said.

After very little discussion it was adopted and the appropriate orders
would be sent to the departments concerned.

At that point the meeting was pretty much over.

"Jason, would you please get everyone a drink."

Jason quickly mixed us all drinks and sat down.

"Sam, will you do me a favor. Don't send anymore programmed slaves to
me. Enhanced I don't mind, but their like zombies. I prefer them more
lively." I said.

"Very good Sir. The programming is getting better, but I'll make a point
for you Sir."

"Sir, I'm not sure if you know, but they have been doing some experiments
at the Enhancement Center. Some of them are really gross. One was at the
request of the Breeding Institute. They wanted a sperm making machine. A
human sperm making machine. I have a video of the results. It did not work
as they planned, but they did film it before the man was put down. Would
you like to see it?"

The Breeding program was part of the SPE, so I knew the request would have
crossed Sam's desk.

"Why didn't it work out?" Simon asked.

"Well it is believed that you can only enlarge the testicles to a certain
size before they stop producing viable Sperm. After the first experiment
this particular slave would be useless for anything else. They are
continuing to find the best size."

"Well lets see it." Simon said.

Sam turned on the wide screen TV and put the disk in. The opening shot
showed a white males upper torso, with both arms amputated at the
shoulders. As the camera panned down it showed a pretty normal man until it
got to his crotch. Both legs had been amputated at the hip joints. Resting
on the bed between what would have been his legs were to testicles the size
of grapefruits. His cock looked wholly undersized for the balls he
had. That was it. The film ended.

"Damn they were huge." George said.

"That was after 60 injections of the enhancement drug, just in his
testicles and prostrate." Sam said.

"How long did it take?' Simon asked.

About 6 weeks. The amputations were done first. It took almost 6 months
before they started the injections. In future only the legs will be
amputated."

I knew leg amputations were fairly common in some of the states
brothels. They turned slaves into nothing more than receptacles for black
cocks. It happened in some cases with women as well.

"Do as you wish Sam. It's your department."

The meeting broke up soon after that. Simon and I had dinner together
before he left. He told me he some more lessons tonight, so would see me in
the morning. Lessons? I wondered in what, but knew he would tell me
eventually.

"Well Jason, it looks like it is just you and me."

Jason was almost giddy as I led him into my bedroom. He carefully undressed
and hung up his uniform. He helped me undress. I put my arms around him and
pulled him in for a kiss. He was rock hard as our bodies came together. I
led him to the bed and he laid down on his back. As I started to get on the
bed he reached for his thighs. I stopped him. If I planned to make this as
easy on him as I could, I needed to get off before I went after his tight
ass. I laid down in a 69 position and slipped his cock into my mouth. He
was quick to turn and take mine. We enjoyed a long session of sucking
before we both came almost together. He really did blow a huge load and
tasted really good. I could almost live on his cumm it was so sweet. I
rolled him onto his back when I was done.

He reached down and pulled up his thighs, again exposing that pink hole. As
I reached for the lubricant he spoke up.

"Jay can you do me like your Master did? Can you rape me. I want to feel
what you did Jay."

"Are you sure Jason? You might never want it again."

"Oh no Sir. I will always want you Sir. I have been dreaming of this since
I read what he did to you in his diary. I want to feel like you are my
Master."

"As you wish boy, but don't ever say I did not warn you."

I lubed up my cock and his pink hole. I grabbed his thighs as I placed the
head of my cock on his hole. Without warning I just rammed the head of my
cock at his hole. His eyes and mouth clamped shut. I knew his mouth would
be open again very shortly. I backed just a bit and rammed again, My cock
pushed in about an inch. His mouth opened in a long drawn out scream. Not
waiting I just backed and pushed. Each time I forced my cock in a bit
further. He was so tight, I was glad he had sucked me off or I would have
blown already. After several thrust I hit the end of his canal. I didn't
wait, just pulled all the way back and rammed it in hard. Each time I
hammered my cock into him his screams increased in volume. I didn't really
care anymore if I was hurting him or not. I loved his insides. I started to
really ream his canal. After almost an hour of screwing him I finally blew
inside his ass. My cock wilted almost at once. I slowly pulled out. Jason
was whimpering on the bed. I reached down and grabbed his hair and pulled
him upright.

"Suck my cock clean boy." I ordered him.

"Suck it good and I might not fuck you again."

He didn't hesitate to go down on my blood, shit and cumm covered cock. I
must have ripped something inside. I figured it was probably my studs that
had done it. After he had cleaned me up I stood up and pulled him up. I led
him by the hand into my bathroom. I showered and washed him all over. He
just stood crying. I gently as I could washed him out inside as well. There
was a little blood washed from his ass, bit not much. After drying, I took
him out and told him to lay over the edge of the bed. I think he thought I
was going to fuck him again, because he started to cry again.

"Relax Jason, I'm done for the night. I'm going to put some ointment on the
inside of your hole. I think my studs might have torn you up a bit.:

I coated the inside of him thoroughly, and told him to move up onto the
bed. I had just laid beside him and pulled him close when my phone
buzzed. Jesus 2 AM, it had better be important.

"YES!" I said loudly into the phone.

"Sorry to bother you Sir, but we have captured what looks like a young
white boy trying to get on the grounds."

"Did you say trying to get on the grounds? Why would anyone is his right
mind want to get onto the grounds?"

"Well that is our questions too. He was unarmed and has no
Identification. He also does not have a slave tattoo."

"Really. Interesting. Bring him to my suite."

"Yes Sir."

Several minutes Umtata brought the young man in between two of my African
guards. He looked like a midget between them. He also didn't look
scared. He was very filthy, so filthy you could hardly tell he was
white. His clothes were just scraps almost.

"Well boy. Why did you try to enter the White House grounds?"

"I thought I would be safe Sir." He said.

Jason laughed. "I think boy you have jumped from the pan into the fire."

"Take him down and clean him up. Get him something to wear and bring him to
me at breakfast this morning Umtata. Do not hurt him."

"Yes Sir." He ushered the boy and guards out.

Even as I laid back down and pulled Jason close my mind went into
analytical mode. How could any white boy, especially one as young as he
looked escape the SS round ups. Once captured no one could ever escape the
slave pens in the SS building. So the question was where did he come from?

In the morning, Jason acted like any ordinary slave in my stable. He
cleaned after I took my morning dump and drained my bladder. He then washed
me in the shower. When I got hard when he was cleaning my cock and balls he
sucked me off. He was very surprised I washed him when he was done and got
very shaky as I sucked his cock until he blew a load. We dried each other
and then helped me dress. After dressing we went out for breakfast. Simon
was sipping coffee when we arrived.

"How was your night love?' He asked as I gave him a morning kiss.

"Very good and very interesting too. How was yours love?"

"Okay."

At that moment a tap came at the door and Umtata brought in the white
boy. He was wearing a pair of white boxer briefs. He sure looked better now
that he was clean.

"What's this love? Another acquisition?"

"No, this boy was caught sneaking onto the grounds last night. He has no
slave tattoo."

Simon looked at me like I must be crazy.

He didn't bow to either me or Simon, as any slave in his right mind
would. His eyes were only one place, the food spread out along one table.

"What's your Name boy?" I asked.

"Randy Sir."

"Last name Son."

"Carnegie Sir.'

"Well Randy Carnegie, are you hungry?"

"Yes Sir."

"Well grab a plate and help your self." I said.

The boy piled enough food on a plate to feed three people. When he just
stood still when he was done, Simon told him to sit down and eat. Jason got
him a large glass of milk and juice and set it beside him. He didn't do as
I expected and just wolf the food down. He had obviously been well brought
up he used both fork and knife as he ate slowly. His eyes watched both
Simon and I as he ate.

"Sir Randy Carnegie is not in the Data base." Jason said.

"Not possible. All whites must register."

"I'm sorry Mr. President, he is not listed anywhere. Even in the executed
data base."

"Calling Simon Mr. President got a reaction from Randy. He started to shake
realizing where he now was.

"Relax Randy. No one is going to hurt you." I said.

He did relax a little, but looked very scared.

Simon picked up a phone and ordered George and Sam to the dinning room.

Both came in and after getting coffee sat down.

"I would very much like an explanation from you two. This boy, named Randy
Carnegie is not in any Data Base of the Republic. He does not have a slave
tattoo and suspect he does not have a capsule implanted either. He was
caught last night sneaking onto the White House grounds."

Both got a very astounded look on their faces. Sam got up and walked to the
boy.

"Stand up." He ordered the boy.

"Easy Sam. I told him, no one was going to hurt him."

"Would please stand Son." Sam said quietly.

The boy stood up and turned to Sam. He stood with his hands at his side.

Sam checked both arms and then slid down the boys shorts. As he checked his
cock and balls, the boy got instantly hard. Sam just ignored it and pulled
the boys shorts back up.

"You can sit down Son." He said.

"Your right Sir. No tattoos or capsule. I wonder how he slipped through the
cracks.

"Are you still hungry Randy? I asked him.

"Yes Sir."

"Go help yourself."

"Jason, after he is finished I want you to take him down and have my Doctor
give him a complete check up. If his blood tests come out clean have the
doctor implant a capsule. Then get him some slave shorts and t-shirt to fit
him and bring him to my office."

"Yes sir."

We grabbed a fresh coffee and went into Simon's office.

"Well gentlemen, what do you think?"

"Well we know there a few scattered gangs around. We are continually
catching them, but they just seem to pop up again." George said.

"Most we catch are just executed. They are too used to being their own boss
to be retrained."

"Well he told me he thought he would be safe here. I wonder who gave him
that notion?" I said.

"So what do you plan to do with him?" Simon asked.

"I think, if he can be trained, I'll give him to Jason as his body and sex
slave."

"I would suggest gentlemen you do a sweep on Washington. Use infrared and
see if you can clean up this problem once and for all." I said.

"Yes Sir." They both answered and then left.

"Well love that is an interesting development." Simon smiled.

I'd like to meet this gang or gangs when they catch them. Maybe we can send
them to one of the institutes for use as guinea pigs."

"Yeah that would work. Now if you will excuse me, I need to practice some
more."

"Practice what Love?"

"A man that we caught in central America is teaching me how to skin a man
alive."

"Wow. How's it going?"  "They always die before I'm done. I've watched him
and he can get it done so fast it's astounding and the victim is still
alive when he's done. So far the closest I have got is about ¾ done before
they expire."

"Well, have fun love. I've got some more work to do to get ready for Slam
Dunk."

"Planning on taking Jason with you to Canada?"

"Yes."

"Okay, see you for lunch." He kissed me real slowly before heading for his
suite.

Damn, skinning a guy alive. That I might like to watch sometime. I knew the
practice was still part of ancient religions, but did not know we had
picked up some of those religious types. I guess our slow movement into
Central America was finding all kinds of interesting things.

I spent the morning picking my staff and sending out their orders. Jason
and Randy came back to my office at 10:30. Randy looked good in the white
Speedos and t-shirt. He also had white runners on. Jason handed me two file
folders.

Get him some coffee and sit down Jason."

I picked up the first folder. JOHN & MARTHA CARNEGIE, was across the top.

Inside it had all information of one John and Martha Carnegie of Washington
DC. John had been dean of boys at Georgetown Academy for boys. His wife had
been a teacher. He had two children Randy twelve and Victoria nine. John
and his wife had been arrested and convicted of crimes against the
Republic. Both had been sent for execution. Victoria had been sent to
breeding center for experimentation. Randy had never been found. That was
why it was not in the Data base. It was still an open file. Well it could
be closed now. I looked at the date of his parents execution. Christ that
was almost five years ago. Where the fuck had Randy been for five years?"

I picked up the second file. From my Doctor.

Randy Carnegie, probable age 17?, not a virgin. Blood test negative.  Very
undernourished. Given both vitamin and mineral supplements as well as a
complete immunization set.  Examination shows many scars from probable
whippings and beatings. Definitely not a virgin. Probability is pretty high
he was raped multiple times as some scaring was found on both the muscles
of his entry as well on the canal walls themselves.  Probably ruptured at
least once, one testicle is larger than the other.  Capsule
inserted. Washington frequency.  Could if he can be trained, a well behaved
slave. Either sex or body.  I closed the file and looked at Randy.

"Randy, come over here and sit down. Jason sit beside him please."

When Randy sat down in the chair I indicated, the bulge in the tight
Speedos was very nice. I figured once he had more food in him and he filled
out he would be very good looking boy.

"Randy, I'm going to ask you some questions. Please be honest as you can. I
promise, no matter what you say I won't hurt you."

"Yes Mr. Vice President."

"Who told you I was Vice President?"

Before he could answer. "I did Sir. I told him he should always try to
respect you and your office." Jason said.

"Well Randy, before I start, I am going to tell you what normally would
have happened to you. First you would have received the same examination
and the Doctor would have found the same as my doctor did, You have been
beaten and whipped at some point. You have also been sexually abused. You
would have been sent to a training center and trained as a sex slave and
then sold to one of the many brothels in the Republic. In time you would
become too old and if you could be retrained you would spend the rest of
your life as a slave on a farm or in a factory or mine."

"My Dad told me the same thing Sir. I guess that was why he and my Mom were
taken away."

"What else did your Dad tell you?"

"He said the black were going enslave all whites. He said it was pay back
time. He said it was wrong. I don't think it was that wrong. I know they
taught us in history that white men exploited and enslaved black men to
work for them. The civil war was supposed to end slavery, but I know it did
not really ever end in some states."

"You're a very smart young man Randy and your right it never really ended
until we won our revolution."

"So I guess I am going to be a slave now Sir."

"Does that bother you a lot Randy?"

"No Sir. I guess not. In the gang I was always Malcolm's slave. He beat and
raped me. He used me as a reward for the others. If they did good in foods
gathering or stealing, he would give me for them to use. So I guess it is
just that now you are my Master."

"Actually Randy, Jason will be your Master from now on. So what happens to
you, will be up to him."  I guess Malcolm taught him to be a good slave. He
looked at me and then at Jason. He got up off the chair beside Jason and
knelt at his feet. He put his head right on Jason's shoes.

"Sit up here Randy." Jason said.

"Jay is not done asking you questions."

Randy returned to where he was.

"Randy. Where have you been for five years?"

"Well Sir, for the most part in the old zoo. Before I met the Gang, I spent
most of my time at the pool at school. I didn't know where to go. I slept
in the shower and stole food from the cafeteria at night when everyone was
gone. Some of the boys at school helped me too."

"Black boys Randy?"

"Yes Sir." He said as tears started down his face.

"Relax Randy. I'm not mad black boys helped you."

I knew during the first year, things remained pretty normal in
Washington. It was only after the Slave Laws were brought in that the
schools became all black.

"Why were you not caught when they took all the whites from school?"

"Well one of the white boys, Eddy, I'm sure told the soldiers I was
sleeping in the shower. That night I was gone to check on my house to see
if my dad came back. When I went back to the school soldiers were
everywhere so I ran away. Malcolm found me in the Washington Memorial
Park. He took me back to the Gang."

"What was Eddy's last name Randy?"

"Wilson Sir. Eddy Wilson. His Dad was a Senator."

Jason typed the names into his search program on his lap top.

"Steven Wilson, Senator from Arizona, arrested and executed along with wife
Jane and son's Harold and Eddy. All deemed untrainable." Jason said.

"Well your safe from Eddy now Randy."

"Can you tell me what happened to my Mom and Dad and Sister?" Randy asked.

"You mother and father are dead. What happened to Victoria Jason?"

I took him a few minutes to get the data from the Breeding Institute. He
looked at me and shook his head.

"Your sister is dead to Randy."

He broke down then and started to really cry. I guess he had hoped in his
mind that they were all okay. Now knowing they were all gone and he was
alone drove him over the edge. Jason quickly grabbed him and held him as he
cried. It took a while, but he finally wiped his eyes and sat waiting.

"Randy, I will now give you a choice. You can become the slave to Jason or
I can have you sent for retraining to anything else. It's now up to you
Son."

"Sir, I was a slave to Malcolm and he never asked or thanked me for
anything. You said Jason was now my Master. I will serve him Sir."

"Good. Jason, you will train Randy in all aspects of being a body and sex
slave. Make sure he knows both his duties to you and to any other that
wishes service. Randy, if Jason has not told you, I hate whites with a
passion. If you fail him in any way I will take you down to our basement
and skin you alive and let you watch while I eat your raw balls."

"I will not fail my Master." He said with conviction.

Well I would see.

TBC.
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