Date: Fri, 22 Apr 2011 09:33:48 -0600
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: RE White Slave 49

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 49

Absolute total domination of the World by a single Black Government was my
goal. Very soon Australia would be in my grasp. After Australia, New
Zealand and then all the Islands leading to mainland Asia. My Grasp, yes I
was now the most powerful man in the World. Simon had acknowledged that I
was in reality the one single man that would bring this all about.

I loved Simon, more than I loved anything else and yet I was really his
Master now. Sam and George bowed at my feet. All would go into the future
with me.

The arrival in Cape Town of MY MASTER AND FATHER was spectacular. The only
ship in the big Anchorage she almost filled it. On Shore flags of the
Republic were on every building and house. Here was absolute total slavery
of the black over the white. No pretence, South Africa was a Black Slave
State. Blacks controlled every single part of the minorities. Whites
weren't the only race enslaved. Every race that had once worked to make
South Africa a powerhouse in the horn of Africa were now part of that Slave
Force that did South Africa's bidding.

I was standing on a wing of the Bridge as we entered the harbor of Cape
Town. The water was like glass and the heat was fantastic. The hot sun and
heat I loved. I heard the hatch slide open and turned.

Simon stepped out onto the deck and bowed. I called him over to me and
pulled him into my arms. I felt the rush of love in his loins as I felt my
own cock harden as I kissed him. At we parted I said.

"Simon, my love. Never bow to me. You are my President. You are my love and
the only person I will ever love with so much, my mind could not live
without."

"Jay I love you with everything inside me and yet everyone loves you
more. Jay people see me as President of the Republic. They see you as
Emperor of the world. All you need do is walk down a hall or across one of
the decks in here and everyone not only bows they look at you like your two
boys look at you. Jay they love the deck or ground you walk on."

"God, sometimes I wish for simpler times. I wish I was still the white
slave to my Master. I wish it was him that I was bowing too."

"Jay he is in my heart as much as yours. He gave me to you. For that alone
I will always love my Uncle." "And I will always love you."

"So what's the plan for going ashore? I presume something has been laid on,
on shore as a welcoming committee."

"Well as soon as our Zulu Guard is loaded, we will move ashore on a LCAC."

"What's an LCAC?"

"Landing Craft Air Cushion. There are three aboard to move troops and
equipment."

When I just looked at him he smiled.

"Love, this is not only a Battle Cruiser, it is also an Assault ship. The
Marines are moved ashore by landing craft. The LCAC moves mostly heavy
equipment, but can carry troops as well."

"Simon, what I know about the Navy and Naval ships, you could fit on the
head of a pin."

"Come love, the Doctor needs to give us an injection before we go ashore."

Another step on the way to immortality. I knew I was going to have Mutara
given the gift of immortality. Then he could really guard me for all
eternity. I had come to enjoy his thick cock and sperm as much as I loved
Simons. I had already ordered Uno and Umea to take the first treatment. The
only thing that bothered me was I might drown if Mutara's production of
Sperm increased as mine had. He already blew a massive load. Ah well what
one had to endure to enjoy the things I loved most.

After short visit to the Doctor, we headed up to our staterooms to dress.

Although it was suggested that I wear a solid gold breast plate on top, I
had vetoed that idea. South Africa was hot enough. For our going ashore we
would wear just the short kilt and decorated shirt top. The band Mutara had
given me would be my only adornment, except for the small Star of the
Republic on my left breast. Simon was dressed the same. Our boys would
where the same simple skirt and top as they did on board. WE did put a gold
collar on each boy. This told everyone these boys belonged to the Emperor
and could not be touched.

The boys loved the collar. With them walking behind and Umtata and Mutara
in front we headed down to our transport. The balance of personal Zulu
guard brought up the rear. Only Mutara was in Zulu traditional dress. My
body guard were dressed in fatigues with very modern weapons.

The well deck, as it was called was huge. I had never ventured this far
down below decks and was astounded at the equipment and men down here. The
stern of the great ship was open and seawater filled the area immediately
forward of the opening.

I am sure the slam of boots on the deck as we entered could have been heard
in Pretoria. As one the battalion of Marines presented arms. I simply bowed
to them as I headed for the LCAC. As we filed on board an officer handed us
ear protectors. I figured these things were pretty noisy.

After everyone was onboard, the LCAC just slid out the open door at the
stern. As it turned for shore, two others took up station on either
side. From what I could see, we were heading for a very white wide
beach. As we got closer one of the other LCAC's, pulled ahead and moved
onto the beach. We followed the other brought up the rear. I had figured we
would stop on the beach to unload, but instead the lead Craft just slowly
turned and headed for a space in the jungle. Once through the short path
through the jungle we entered Cape Town. The LCAC, just fit down the wide
street. Fascinating I thought. I had looked at maps of Cape Town and we
entered what was not on any map I had seen. A huge square. There had to be
five thousand people surrounding the square. The lead LCAC slowed and
turned and slowing dropped to the ground. The LCAC we were on slipped up
beside the first and third settled beside us.

The four hundred Zulu Guards unloaded and formed a square. The ramp on my
carrier lowered. As I went to step forward, Simon stopped me.

"Wait my love, my Emperor."

At a shout, I watched as almost a thousand white slaves were dragged
forward. All were nude and covered all ages. Some were cripple and had to
be carried. I knew what was coming next. They formed a path leading to dais
of the welcoming group.

In an instant all were emasculated. Spreading a thick layer of red blood
leading to the Dais. The bodies were quickly removed.

"Now love." Simon whispered.

This was going to be a very slow walk to the podium. Blood was slippery and
I did not want to fall on my ass. The kilt I was wearing came down to
knees, so I figured it would not get much blood on it. My sandals were
going to be covered. As soon as I stepped off the LCAC, every single person
around the square went to a kneeling position with their heads right on the
ground. Only our Zulu guard force remained standing. Simon walked by my
side with Mutara and Umtata leading. Everyone else followed us. It was not
as slippery as I thought, but I did get blood on my kilt and all over my
lower legs.

As I approached the Dais, a huge Zulu in very elaborate dress stepped
forward.

He rattled off a long string of words in his language. Umtata had told me
he was going to demand I bow to him as a visitor. Umtata told me I had a
choice, either bow or kill him. You are Emperor, he is one of your
subjects. Ordering you is tantamount to rebellion.

I asked who the warrior was and he told me he was an ambassador from the
King. What happens if I kill him? I asked him and he said I would be
showing both the King and everyone here you really are the single one man
who controls all their lives.

When the man finished, I just laughed. He looked at me funny.

"Mutara, kill this dog."

Without hesitation, Mutara thrust his short sword into the mans throat. As
he dropped and gurgled out his last breathe.

"No one speaks to me as you do. Die as a dog."

I stepped up to the podium.

"I claim South Africa as part of my Black Empire. You are now and always
will be my subjects. Accept or die."

There was absolute silence for perhaps ten seconds and then a ground swell
of cheering filled the square. The Zulu guards were quick to surround me
and every one else as the crowd surged forward.

"I think love you said the right thing." Simon said to me.

"Just came to me love."

The cheering went on for quite a while. As it started to die down, I was
again surprised. A chair borne by twenty nude, very muscled black men was
brought forward. Simon and I climbed on and sat down in two very
elaborately decorated thrones. As one the blacks picked us up and set the
poles on their very broad shoulders. When I looked back similar chairs bore
all my aides. Uno, Umea and Randy sat in small chairs on either side of
us. The procession, surrounded by a phalanx of Zulu Guards slowly made its
way up the Avenue.

"Hope we are not going to Pretoria this way love." I said.

"No, just to the train station."

"Not bad looking black men love."

"You didn't notice love?"

"Notice what?"

"Their all eunuchs. They are part of the Kings Guard. They apparently
volunteer for the position."

"Holy fuck, what a waste."

"They don't think that love. They serve their king and now you my Emperor."

The crowds along the Avenue first bowed and then cheered as I passed.

"I just think a good looking black man without balls is a waste."

"You can still say that love after castrating those six men on the Island."

"Simon, I did not want to castrate those men. That was something my Master
ordered. I know why he did it, but that does not mean I liked to do it.

I know love and to honest the several I castrated after you did, I felt
very sorry for. But these men volunteered to be part of the Kings Guard,
knowing full well what it meant."

The station as we approached was guarded by very modern tanks and very
modern men in full combat with automatic weapons. The train itself
consisted of a huge Steam locomotive, plus twenty cars, all passenger,
except for the last four. These were very ornate cars, and the one my chair
stopped at had the Empire flag and colors adorning it. After I was onboard
my Zulu Guard plus a great many troops boarded.

I sat down and told Uno to get some water to wash my feet. The blood drying
was itching like crazy. Uno and Umea were quick to comply and Randy did
Simon. I'm sure my friends in the other cars were getting the same thing.

Umtata and Mutara came in and bowed.  Mutara said something Umtata.

"Emperor, Mutara wonders why you wash off the blood of your enemies. To him
it is a badge of honor."

"Tell him that although it will not be visible the blood is still
there. There is also the blood of millions on my hands as there will be the
blood of many millions more before this Empire is whole."

Mutara said something else.

Emperor, he asked where the scars of your decorations for killing so many
enemies are."

"Tell him my scars are on the inside and in my mind."

"You truly are Emperor of all men." He said as he kneeled.

George came in and bowed.

"Emperor, we will stay here tonight. Tomorrow we will move to Pretoria."

"Good, how about some lunch."

We moved to the next car forward and sat down to a very good lunch. All the
Command Staff, plus Jason, Steven and Abu were present as well.

Mutara was astounded I asked him to sit at the huge table and eat as
well. My two boys now did it automatically, taking turns to sit my knees.

"Jason, I will call you and Steven later to talk."

"Yes Emperor."

After an excellent lunch we retired to the salon car. Jason, Steven and Abu
joined us as we sat enjoying the afternoon. Most of the talk centered on
Australia.

Although the outcome of the election was a foregone conclusion, the exact
numbers were not clear. The APP would form the next government, but by how
may seats was the real question. Abu was very worried about the Armed
Forces, how they went when the APP declared Australia a Republic, was any
ones guess. I suggested we offer the Armed Forces and National Police the
same exemptions as had been offered and accepted in the Republic and
Canada. He was still sure there would or could be a real bloodbath,
especially in the outback where a very independent part of Australia's
diverse population lived. He didn't figure there would be much resistance
with the other minorities.

I'm sure the quarter million SS troops of the Republic would smooth the
transition. Uno brought me a refill and I kissed him. He smiled and stuck
out his tongue to Umea. I knew the boys did not have to compete for my
affections. I pulled Umea up and gave him a peck too. He gave Uno a smirk
and I laughed.

I pulled both boys onto my lap. The snuggled in close.

"So Jason, have you and Steven tied the knot yet, and if not why?"

"Emperor, we wish to wait until I am in the Presidential Palace in
Australia. I hope Emperor you will be there to give me Steven."

"Jason, I would be very honored. I'll talk to you both later about it."

Behind the salon car was the sleeping car of Simon and myself. We each had
separate suites. I was sure when Jason and Steven visited later, there
would be very little talking.

George told us that although the meetings with the heads of State in Africa
would take place in Pretoria, the actual Ceremony for the Anniversary would
take place in the Zulu Homeland.

"I hope he has something better than a mud hut for me." I said.

"Emperor, he has set up pavilions for you and your guests. Very similar to
what was used in Nigeria for the buyers."

"That's good, because if that fat man figures I'm going to sleep in a mud
hut he is truly nuts."

My calling the President of South Africa a fat man, brought a laugh from
Mutara and Umtata. He truly was a huge man and maybe at one time a
formidable warrior, but now all that muscle had gone to fat, plus his
excessive eating habits made him grossly overweight. I doubted he would
live long enough to unite all of Africa under his rule. We would see, we
would see.

I really was of two minds thinking about the Zulu King. He really was a
formidable tactician and did have forty thousand very capable warriors. I
had seen what the four hundred that sworn allegiance to me and my
companions could do. Their stamina even in modern battle dress with weapons
and packs were far superior to my own Marines or Army.

However, I did not exactly trust the old warrior. His ideas and my ideas
did not exactly match. He preferred to dominate all those around him and he
was also extremely brutal in his dealings with slaves. I can't say the
Republic was much better, but we did not publicly execute whites, unless it
was for crimes against the State. The execution of those thousand men and
boys, even if they were useless in his eyes, would not have happened in the
Republic. We did execute people by the thousands almost daily, but it was
done behind closed doors, not in front of the very slaves we want to
control.

Then there were the other heads of state in Africa. I knew from
intelligence reports there was no love lost between some of them and the
Zulu. I had my own ideas about who should really be Military Governor of
Africa. I would for now let the old warrior be the king of all Africa,
providing he brought those last five states to heel. I wondered if at some
future point I might have to replace some of those heads of State. Most
were so brutal and inept at running a country it is wonder they are still
in the fold.

Simon told me he was going to turn in. I had noticed two young white slaves
brought aboard earlier and placed in his chamber. We enjoyed long
passionate kiss and he wished me well.

I told Umtata to find Jason and Steven and bring them to my chambers. After
that he was dismissed for the evening. He bowed and left. I took my boys
into my bed chamber. Mutara followed. I slipped off my underpants and sat
down, motioning Umea to my cock. He was quick to start sucking me.

"Mutara, undress."

He bowed and immediately removed his tight shorts and other jewelry.

Damn he was a magnificent specimen.

Steven and Jason both came in.

"Strip, both of you now!" It was not a request.

Both quickly stripped. Jason had grown some since the last time I had had
him. The Silver studs on both looked real nice.

"I'm feeling particularly raunchy tonight. Jason, lay down on the edge of
the bed. My two boys will fuck you. Then I will followed by Steven and
Mutara. Then I'll rim you while my boys start on you Steven. After we are
all finished inside you Steven I'll rim you while Jason takes me. After
that both you Steven and Mutara will fuck me. The boys can amuse themselves
while I get fucked.

"Yes Master." They both answered. Mutara stood mute smiling.

By the time Jason entered me, I was pretty full. My stomach had added 10
loads of sperm and ass juices to the light supper I had. More like
desert. Jason was very good and I loved his thick studded cock inside
me. He took a while to blow. As he pulled out Steven just kneeled and
rammed his very substantial cock into me. God what a rush. Hitting my
prostrate on almost every stroke brought me very close. I grabbed Uno by
the hair and dragged him onto my cock. It was barely in his mouth when I
filled it. I felt Steven letting go inside me. His eyes told me he really
enjoyed fucking me. As he sat back, I watched as Mutara walked up. His near
foot long thick cock almost drooping from it weight. As he entered me tears
sprang from his eyes. For some reason he always cried when I let him fuck
me. His thick cock reminded me of Simon. Maybe I would get his cock studded
too. Then it would be almost identical to Simon. A replacement for him when
we were apart. After those three were done we just snuggled together on the
bed.

I woke up as the train started to move. Jason and Steven were gone and
Mutara was at his usual place on the soft chair near the end of my bed. Uno
and Umea were snuggled up close. The scent of sex and love juices filled
the sleeping compartment. As I sat up both boys jumped to floor
waiting. After Umea drained me, I drained both boys. Their feeble protests
were lost on me. They both knew I loved them both and would do as they did
every morning, but they always protested. Umea took my morning load, most
spent cumm from the night before. After a good shower we all
dressed. Mutara opened the door and we walked to the dinning car.

After a good filling breakfast, We sat in the parlor car as the countryside
slowly slid by. Obviously we were no hurry. That became readily apparent
when we stopped at what looked like a slave camp. A South African Army
officer came in and bowed very low.

"Emperor, would you like to inspect this area. It is one of several hundred
Slave Camps spread across South Africa."

"What do the Slaves do here?"

"Farming Emperor."

"Fine, I will have a look."

All my staff joined me along with Jason and Steven. Abu begged off citing a
bad stomach this morning. As I alighted the train the first thing that hit
me was the smell. God how could anyone stand that smell of hundreds of
unwashed bodies. Immediately in front of us were pens filled with slaves of
all ages and sex.

"These are holding pens until we can determine where they will work
Emperor."

I held my tongue.

I watched as a young East Indian boy was forced to his knees to suck a big
white man. In another corner men were taking turns raping a young white
girl.

"They are just animals Emperor."

"Treat them as animals and they will act as animals." I said.

WE were shown into the camp proper. I could not believe the King treated
slaves this way. Most looked half starved and just sat. All bowed to me,
but their eyes told me they had given up all hope. This was not going to
work. As we walked farther into the camp, two big black guards dragged out
a screaming Asian boy. From the looks of it he had already been whipped
before.

"What is his crime?"

"He failed to make his quota in the fields Emperor."

"Well if you fed them better they would work harder. Cut him down and bring
him here." I ordered.

The Colonel ignored me and turned to the soldier with the whip.

"Twenty." He said.

Simon looked at me and was about to speak.

Mutara kill this man." Mutara never hesitated, his short sharp spear
entered the Colonels' stomach and Mutara wrenched it up. The Colonel let
out a blood curdling scream that was cut off by the blood gushing from his
mouth.

"Umtata bring the boy here."

The black soldiers around the compound stopped dead still. The unmistakable
click of safeties coming off could be heard in the silence.

"Refuse any order I give and die instantly."

Umtata walked up with the boy in his arms. He was so skinny his ribs were
showing.

"Take him back to the train and have my Doctor look him over and then get
him cleaned up and fed."

"As you Command Emperor."  "I've seen enough here." I turned and headed
back to my train.

Simon saw the look of pure hate and loathing on my face. He stepped close.

"Love, we can not let this ride."

"I know love. I must think."

We retreated back to the train and I went into the salon and mixed a stiff
drink. I sat and thought about what I had seen. The Colonel said there were
hundreds of such camps. If they treated slaves like this in all those camps
the King would run out of slaves very soon. For a viable slave state to
work, you had to have working and if not happy slaves, at least ones which
were fed well and given adequate quarters. From what I had seen none of
that happens South Africa.

If the king had ordered this was how slaves were to be treated, I would
replace him.

The next question to mind was, if I decided to replace him, who would take
his place. Mutara, I knew was a son of the King, but was he the heir?

"Umtata, I will speak with you alone. Come with me." I stepped out onto the
platform.

"Yes Emperor."

"Umtata, I know of your loyalty to me and the Empire, but now I need you to
answer a few questions."

He just stood and waited.

"Umtata what would you do, if I ordered the arrest and execution of the
Head of State of South Africa? What would those four hundred guards do?"

"Emperor, I have sworn on my life to serve you. Those four hundred are no
longer part of South Africa. They are now part of the Empire. Tell them and
they would storm the Presidential Palace in Pretoria bare handed to please
you. They consider you their God Emperor."

"Next question; Who is heir to the Zulu Throne? I know by Zulu law the most
formidable and most experienced warrior of his sons his usually accepted."

"Mutara is first Son of the King. He would be the only one asked to replace
him on his death."

"How would he feel if I executed his father?"

"Emperor, you are do not truly know. Mutara, like me have tasted your seed
and we have given our Emperor part of us. Zulu seed is now in your body, as
Our Gods Seed is within us. Mutara would not hesitate to kill his Father,
as he never hesitated to kill that Ambassador or that Colonel. His loyalty
is to you my Emperor."

"You are part of us all and we are part of you. My life is your life My
God."

Umtata, kneeled and kissed my feet.

"Fetch Mutara." I said.

Mutara came down from the train and kneeled.

"Yes Emperor."

"Mutara, before the meeting of the leaders of Africa, I want you to execute
your Father and take his place as Governor of South Africa."

"As you Command, so it shall be done." He said in almost perfect English,
with just a hint of British accent.

When I stepped back he quickly kneeled again.

"Emperor, you should kill me. I have lied to you."

"Where did you go to school Mutara?"

"Oxford Emperor."

"What degrees do you have?"

"Bachelor of Law. Master of International Relations Emperor.

"Perfect. Now get your very nice black ass back on my train. Umtata, order
the Engineer to make no further stops."

I climbed aboard and sat down. Damn it just might make this trip worth
while after all. Uno brought me a drink as Simon came in.

I stood up and took him by the hand and led him to my bed chamber. We spent
three wonderful hours making love. As we laid together nude on the bed.

"What brought this on love, not that I am complaining?"

There will be a Palace coup in Pretoria. Mutara will be the new Governor of
South Africa."

"Holy fuck. You work fast. You really are Emperor."  "To you my love, I
will always be just Jay."

"As you Command my God, My Emperor and my love."

I slipped down and sucked on his wonderful cock. He quickly switched
around. Taking my cock in his mouth we enjoyed a very long session of
sucking. After again tasting his wonderful sperm and he tasted mine we
showered and dressed.

Now relaxed we watched the countryside roll by a lot faster.

George came in and said we would be in Pretoria by six.

"Make sure I have a suite at the best hotel in Pretoria. I will not be
staying at the Palace. Also make sure there are three battalions of SS and
one Armored Marine Battalion deployed near the Palace."

"Are you expecting trouble Emperor."

"No George, I'm counting on it."

"I will explain my actions later to the council of four."

"As you Command Emperor."

"Mutara, you are released from my Service. You are now in the Service of
the Empire."

"I will serve you Emperor and the Empire as long as I breathe." He bowed
and left.

Our arrival in Pretoria was not expected. We had originally been scheduled
to arrive the next day. The huge triumphant parade that had been scheduled
was cancelled. Instead along line of Stretch limos were made
available. George, in my name had commandeered the entire Holiday Inn. It
was almost brand new and excellent. I had the largest suite available. My
Zulu Guards filled the rest of the Hotel. The view from my suite was
magnificent. The Presidential Palace was visible about a mile south of the
hotel. Bathed in lights, it looked more like a medieval castle than a
home. Well I would see it later. That was where the scheduled meetings with
the Heads of State of Africa were due to take place.

I wondered how Mutara was making out. The answer to that came sooner than I
expected it. Umtata stepped in and told me a young Zulu Warrior wished to
speak to me.

"Admit him Umtata."

Umtata and Ono came in with the young man between them. Damn he was a
strikingly good looking young man. As soon as he saw me he kneeled with his
head right on the floor.

"What is your name boy and why are you here?"

"Mugata Emperor. My Father told me to deliver myself to you. He said to
prove his continued loyalty to you and the Empire, I would now become your
servant and guard until no breath escapes my body. The King is dead. Long
live the King."

"Do you agree with what your Father has done?"

"Emperor, you are my God. To serve you is the greatest honor my Father
could give me. AS to the late King, he was a @#$%&*#$%." He said in a
language I did not understand. Both Umtata and Ono did and both laughed.

"Emperor, he said the king was nothing more than a castrated bull."

"How old are you Mugata?"

"Eighteen Standard years Emperor."

"Ono, what do you know of this Warriors prowess?"

At the mention of Ono's name the young man turned and bowed at Ono's feet.

"Please forgive me Commander. I did not know you are in the service of my
God."

"Stand boy and disrobe." Ono said.

Mugata, laid his weapons down and quickly stripped. He was almost a carbon
copy of his father. Maybe not as big and muscled as his father, but he had
the same long thick cock and large balls. The hair of his bush was not as
thick either. Ono walked around the boy fingering scars and looking closely
at the boy. Mugata flinched a few times as Ono ran his fingers over some of
the more resent scars.

"Emperor, he is indeed a seasoned warrior. Some very recent."

"Umtata, explain all his duties to him. Bring him to me when you are done."

"As you Command Emperor." All three left.

"Well Uno, Umea, what do you boys think?"

I already knew what they thought, but they were thinking with mouths and
asses.

Master, he is very good looking." Uno said.

"Everywhere Master." Umea said.

I sat down and pulled both boys close. I reached up under their short
shifts and grabbed their cocks. I just started to slowly jack both. Both
boys started to sway as I jacked them. Finally Umea shouted he was going to
come. I bent down and sucked his sweet load. I had to hold him up or he
would have fallen. Very soon after that Uno came too. Both boys always
tasted so good. Both had tears in their eyes.

"You two okay? I didn't hurt you did I?"

"Oh no Master. We just love you."

I pulled both boys close and kissed them.

"I love you boys too and you are going to be loved by me forever."

"How long is forever Master?" Uno asked.

"Do you remember that injection the Doctor gave you a few weeks ago?"

"The one that hurt so much for almost a week?"

"Yes. That injection is going keep you beside me for as long as I live."

Both boys grinned.

"Now get me a drink."

Thinking about my Doctor, I wondered how that slave boy, I pulled from the
slave camp was. I picked up the phone in suite and ordered my Doctor to the
suite.

While I was waiting Simon, George and Sam came in. All bowed except
Simon. He came over and kissed me. The boys were quick to get them all a
drink as they sat down.

"Emperor, we all agree the coup was necessary. Mutara has imposed Martial
Law through out South Africa. He has also ordered that no further abuse of
slaves take place. He has ordered the Commanders of all slave camps to the
Capital. He hopes you might speak to them. Although he knows it is Sam who
would normally do this, he believes that by you speaking to them will bring
the full weight of the Empire down on them if they refuse."

"I have no problem with doing that George."

"All the Heads of State are now in Pretoria. Most already know of the
Demise of the King and who now controls South Africa. Some are worried it
might happen to them while they are away."

"Some should be worried, if our intelligence is correct."

"The celebrations have been put off for three days and will be held here in
the Capital. The meetings with the Heads of State is slated for tomorrow,
with the Commandants meeting the next day. Both meetings will take place at
the Palace."

"Good. It looks like Mutara has things well in hand."

"Do we still declare the Chief of State of South Africa, Military Governor
of Africa?"

"Maybe not. We shall see what come out of the meetings tomorrow."

My Doctor was announced and came in and bowed.

"You sent for me Emperor."

Looking at him I could hardly believe he had been the same Doctor that had
been on the Island. He still looked the same.

"Your looking well Doctor."

"Thank you Emperor."

"How's that young Asian slave I sent to from the Slave Camp?"

"He will survive. He has been severely whipped several times, but the scars
will fade in time. He is very thin and I have on intravenous feeding until
he has gained some strength. Then I will put him on soft food. He is
obviously not a virgin, but his blood is clean. He won't speak to anyone,
but that may be he no longer trusts anyone."

"When you are ready to put him on soft food, have him moved here. Uno and
Umea can take care of him. They have so little to do it will keep them
busy."

"Yes Emperor."

"Sit and have drink with us Doctor. It has been along time since I had a
chance to talk with you."

"We have been together along time Emperor." Uno brought him a scotch.

"Thank you Uno." Uno just bowed and came back and sat at my feet.

"I can tell where their loyalty lies Emperor."

"What? These two brats. Their lucky I don't have to whip them to keep them
in line." I chuckled as I rubbed their heads.

"Emperor, you could no more hurt them than you could your Vice Emperor
Simon." George realized what he said and got scared.

He had just put Simon in second place under me. Simon just smiled and I
never said a word.  I let the quiet in the suite go on for a while. I
figured it was about time to tell George and Sam what Simon and I had
agreed to.

"George, you did not offend me or Simon with your statement. Simon and I
have decided that there can be only one Emperor. All you did was state the
obvious. Effective immediately Simon is Military Governor of both the
Republic and Canada. As Soon as all of the rest of the Americas are part of
the Empire, he will govern all of North America. Jason will be Military
Governor of Australia. Eventually we will choose a Governor for Africa. We
as in all of us. The Council of Four will still rule the Empire. George you
are now effectively in Command of All Military Forces of the Empire and Sam
you are in charge of all Slaves."

"After I have spoken to the Commanders of the slave camps, Sam you will
take control of them. All Edicts and Laws of the Republic will be in force
here and in every State of the Empire. There will no exceptions. All Slaves
ultimately belong to the Empire. The Empire will control their lives and if
necessary will decide their fates. George I want you to assign as many SS
men to Sam as he needs to bring South Africa and all the others States in
line with the Republic."

"George you can also start recruiting SS in South Africa."

"At the last census, Africa had an estimated 360 million population. Less
than one half of one percent of those 360 million people are white. In
future it will be necessary to import slaves to work. Instead of Blacks
shipped to slave for the Whites, it will be reversed. If and when the other
five States are under our control we will of course have all the Arabs that
can be enslaved."

"The next question is the Armed Forces of Africa. George they will all
become part of the Empire Troops. Although you Command all Empire Forces,
you will need a Commander for the African Forces. I have someone in mind
for that position if you agree."

"Emperor, if you have chosen someone, I know he is the best that is
available."  "Recently, I learned that one of my personal guards was once
Commander of the Zulu Army. He was sent to the island to learn about how to
deal with Slaves in South Africa. When I took him on as one of my personal
guards he was released from Service with his King. He has served me long
and proud. Umtata fine Ono and bring him here."

Umtata bowed and left.

"I really hate to loose him, but I think he would make a fine Commander for
all African Forces."

"Absolute Control will rest in your hands George, but you can't be every
where and everything all the time."

The main reason I hated to loose Ono was that he had the biggest cock I had
ever seen on a Negro or any other man. I loved it both in my ass and my
throat. Besides being totally loyal to me.

Ono came in and bowed.

"You sent for me my God and Emperor."

"Ono Olunga, is it true you were once Commander of all Zulu Forces?"

"Yes Emperor."

I looked at George and he nodded.

"Ono, you are now Commander of all Armed Forces in Africa under General
Thompkins. I think four stars is appropriate."

"You honor me more than I deserve Emperor." Ono went to his knees.

"Stand up General. George would you do the honors please."

George got up and pinned the Four Stars of General on Ono's collar. He then
stood back and saluted him.

"Sit beside George Ono. You can say good bye to your friends later. Do you
have someone in mind to be your Deputy Ono?"

I figured Ono knew of several capable officers in the South African Army.

He sat thinking before he spoke.

"Emperor, I do have someone in mind, but I am sure you would not let me
have him. I met him while in your service and we became very good friends
with him. He is a natural leader."

"Ono, I already told these gentlemen I would be very sorry to loose you. If
you have someone in mind, you can have him. Regardless of who he is, he
will still be in my service as you are."

"It is Justine Somers, Commander of your Praetorian Guard."

Justine? I didn't know Justine had taken my last name. To be honest I did
not know his last name. Justine Somers. I liked it.

"So be it Justine Somers is now your Deputy. You may decide his rank
General."

"Thank you Emperor."

We spent the rest of the day and part of the evening talking. The meetings
in the next two days would decide much of what would happen over the next
few in years in Africa. Early in the evening after a very excellent dinner
of African delights, we broke off for the day. I needed sleep to prepare
for the next day. After I had had my boys.

Mugata, joined me and my boys in bed, but only to sleep after I ordered him
to. I fucked both my boys as he watched. He did get hard and I had Umea
suck him off. He could tell me later how he tasted, although I was sure I
would enjoy his nice cock both ways very soon.

In the morning after breakfast I prepared for my address to the Heads of
State of Africa. This time I dressed to impress. Over my kilt, I wore a
pure white Toga, with a blood red sash running over one shoulder and down
to my waist. Attached to the sash was a large solid gold emblem of the
Empire. I had several gold chains around my neck and sandals, laced up my
calves. Unknown to everyone but a few, I also had an armored vest under my
Toga.

The meeting was to take place in the great hall inside the Palace. Each
Head of State was being allowed to bring two Aides or Body Guards. I had no
illusions about some of these men. Some, I am sure would love to see me
dead. To ensure my safety, the hall would lined, shoulder to shoulder with
My Zulu Guards. Although no one would be searched, I was taking no
chances. Several hundred Armed SS would also be circulating in the hall.

How I was to conveyed around had been planned before we left the
Republic. A Carriage, covered in Gold leaf and pulled by twenty White
Horsemen, brought from the republic would carry me to all meetings. They
weren't a matched set, but they were all impressive.

Uno, Umea and Randy were also given special Clothes. Each wore the same
simple shift they always wore, but these ones had gold embroidered around
the collar and hem. They also had gold sandals. They looked really
good. Simon hugged Randy when he saw him. I had already given my boys a
good hug. They felt real special.

I wasn't particularly interested in a parade, but the citizens of Pretoria
decided otherwise. A red carpet led from the entrance to the carriage. Uno
ran ahead to open the door and Umea put a step in front. As I walked down
the carpet a guard of Republic Marines in dress blues presented arms. After
I had entered, Simon joined me. Uno closed the door and Umea put the step
back in its slot and both boys joined Randy on seats at the back of the
carriage. As we started off everyone cheered me. Yes Me, the whole crowd
cheered with unbridled happiness. The route was lined with South African
and Republic Soldiers. Each presented arms as I passed. The route to the
Castle, although I thought it pretty close was almost 2 miles long and I
think, no I am sure every citizen of Pretoria lined that 2 mile route.

This was the Emperor of Rome entering his City, but this was one off
several in my expanding Empire.

Maniac, insane, I'm not sure there is a word for what I am. I know I am a
worse mass murderer than both Stalin and Hitler combined. I also knew many
more millions would die at my command. The simple truth was now, either
your Black or you're a slave. Simple. I planned to enslave the entire
world. Africa would be the first continent, then North America,
Australia. After that I figured Great Britain would be the next to
fall. Intelligence had already told me England and all the adjoining states
were ready to fall into total anarchy.

All I really needed now was an excuse to move. George already had the
necessary forces earmarked for the British Campaign.

"Now to tame a few Black African Warlords." I said out loud.

Simon just smiled.

This might be interesting. I would be able to tell almost instantly who was
with and who was against as soon as I entered the Great Hall. Those that
recognized me as the Emperor would I'm sure at least bow. The others may
just be waiting to see what I had in mind for them and Africa.

No slow walk to the podium this time. I walked into the hall and down the
center isle. Some did bow at my entrance and some nodded. Most just stood
and watched. As I approached the Podium, Mutara bowed very low. As I
stepped on the Podium, he kneeled and kissed my hand. I simply acknowledged
him with a nod. I then stepped up to dais.

"Each of you standing in this room, owe a debt to the Republic. That debt
has now been transferred to the Empire. Each of you received both manpower
and equipment to enable you to take control of your countries. Up until
now, the Republic or as it now stands the Empire has not asked that debt be
repaid. Now I am telling each of you that you owe that debt to me. Up until
now you have been independent of any controls. The Republic to this point
has not meddled in your affairs. Starting today, each of your Countries are
now part of the Black Empire."

I stopped and let it sink in. There was quite a bit of low talking.

"Effective today, each of you hold your present position at my
convenience."

Effective today, Seventy Five percent of your Armed Forces are now Empire
Troops."

Effective today all your slaves belong to the Empire."

I watched as I saw the leaders of four countries talking among
themselves. I also saw most of the others edging away from the four,
effectively isolating them alone.

"Any Leader in this room who does not agree with me and my effectively
taking over control of your Country may leave."

Absolute silence filled the room. I wondered what was going to happen
next. Either they walked out or they rebelled on the spot. I figured they
would opt to leave, especially with so many armed Empire Troops in the
hall. I was right. As a group they just walked out of the meeting. I shook
my head to George and they were allowed to leave. They would not be going
far. I had ordered that anyone walking out on me be arrested.

"To ensure your total loyalty to me and the Empire, you each will now step
forward and kneel before me and swear your allegiance to me and the
Empire."

Mutara was the first to step forward.

"Emperor, South Africa and I swear on pain of death my allegiance to you
and the Empire."

One by one they all followed suit. After it was done I again stepped up to
the dais.

"Tomorrow, I will be talking to the Commanders of the Slave Camps here in
South Africa. You all will attend. Then you will all know exactly how I
expect all Slaves in the Empire to be treated. Now, I believe our host has
laid on food and entertainment. Thank you all."

Simon and I walked over to two ornate thrones and sat down.

TBC.