Date: Sun, 19 Sep 2010 09:14:42 -0600
From: Brian Suddards <suddar40@telus.net>
Subject: WHITE SLAVE 8

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 8

"Andy, ask Simon to come and see me please."

"Okay Jay and thank you."

My ass was still pretty tender, but I sat down on the table and laid
back. I carefully pulled my legs up, waiting for my love.

"Wow! Are you sure love?"

"Come on baby, hurry it hurts to stay like this."

He was hard even before he got his shorts off. As he entered me I reached
for his shoulders, He reached around my back and carefully pulled me up. As
my weight came down, his cock slid to the top of my chute.

"God baby I need this." I moaned.

He stepped back and slowly dropped onto a stool. I was able to put my feet
down on the floor. He gently put his hands under my sore butt. I then
started to slid up and down on his cock. Each time his cock slid into me I
felt such joy, all the other pain disappeared.

"Oh God baby it feels so good to have you inside me."

He would help me lift up and then just let me slide deep back onto his
cock. I never wanted anything more in my life but my love drilling me. Even
after his come filled me I just wanted him more and more. God now I wished
he was more than my love. I wanted him as my Master too, it just felt so
right. Even though he went soft, I just held him. I could feel the tears on
my face, I was so happy.

He kissed me and then we just held each other, with his cock still buried
deep inside. It did not take long until he was hard again and I started to
bounce up and down on his cock. He almost had to hold me, so I didn't
injure myself as I increased pace inside me. He finally just held me as his
hot sperm again filled my insides. I just slumped down, holding him close.

As I stood up the double load of black sperm ran down my legs. At that
point I wished I could just lick it up myself. He turned me around and
gently laid me back on the stool. Then he kneeled and licked my legs clean
and the probed with his tongue at my hole. He got a face full of my come as
I let go. When he finally came up for air, I licked my come from his face
and then we just kissed.

We both put our shorts on and left the computer room. Andy and Jason were
no where to be seen, but the very loud moans coming from the bedroom told
the rest of the story. We just mixed a couple of drinks and sat down to
wait.

Jason and Andy finally came out of the bedroom. Both had big smiles on
their faces. Jason walked up to me and leaned over and kissed me.

"Thank you Sir. I really know now how to love my slave and he told me he
loves me. I hope I have him for a long time."

"I think Jason, you were made for each other, but you have to remember that
any other black can use him too. I hope you can handle that too."

"Yes Sir and Andy says he will accept it as well."

Andy came over and kneeled at my feet.

"I wish you were my Master too Jay."

"I'm sorry Andy, but I am just like you. I am just a white slave boy."

"Well I love you too Jay."

"Your going to have to stand in line. My Love Simon and my Master come
first above all else." I laughed.

"Now if you two don't mind I'm going to have Simon put some more crème on
my back and ass."

Simon took me into the bathroom and gently added more salve to my back, ass
and legs.

Feeling better now, we went out and had a very late lunch. About almost
dinner my Master came back. Andy and Jason were cuddled together and Simon
and I were sitting pretty close.

"Well it looks like things are working good. We will head out early
tomorrow morning for Santiago to grab a jet that is there waiting for
us. In the mean time, Jason, may I use your boy?"

"Of course Sir. Andy go with the Commander."

Andy left with my Master. Now we would see if he was really ready to be a
White Slave to any black. Along side my Master, Andy really did look
small. I really wondered how old he really was. No matter, he had allowed
his Master to use him and now my Master was going to too.

"Do you think he will be alright?" Jason asked.

"You will know that when and if my Master brings him back. If he is not, he
might not be back. You need to ready for that Jason. My Master can be very
hard on boys."

"I know the Commander warned me this morning I had better break him in
quick as he was going to use him today, before we left for Nigeria."

"It's too bad my love didn't have a chance to use him first. He is as big
as my Master."

"Too late now love." Simon said.

"Well we might as well pack. It will either be a very short time until my
Master comes back with Andy or it could be all night."

All night proved to be right and I was surprised that Andy did not look all
that abused when he came back. He was walking a little slow, but then I
walked very slow after the first few times my Master had used me. Andy and
my Master came back as we drank coffee waiting to leave.

"He's a good boy Jason. Treat him right and he should be okay for
you. Everyone ready to leave?"

 Andy did not have anything to pack, all he needed was shorts, t-shirt and
runners. He quickly changed and waited by his Master.

We were driven to the airport in a large SUV, with darkened windows. The
aircraft was, I think the same Lear, we had used when I left the place in
Texas. We flew first to Cape Town in South Africa and then on to Nigeria, I
slept most of the trip beside my love. My Master sat with another Blackman
I had not met. Andy and Jason sat together as well.

After almost 12 hours, the fatigue pants I had on were really chaffing my
sore legs. My Master noticed something was wrong and came up to where I was
sitting.

"What's wrong Jay?"

"Master, these pants are really chaffing my legs."

"Take them off boy. Simon can put some crème on them."

I only had boxers underneath, but it sure felt good to get the pants
off. As Simon coated my thighs I got hard. My Master reached over and
gripped my cock.

"Glad this is still working boy. Might want to use it later."

"Yes Master."

It was completely black out when we landed. After almost 12 hours and many
time zones it was very late. We were met by a long stretch limo, escorted
by two armed jeeps. I figured the rebellion was not quite over. We were
driven to the Presidential Palace. Inside the walled Palace it was bright
as day. Although very well landscaped, there were places I saw with just
posts against the walls. I also saw a gallows. Obviously executions took
place here too. There were armed guards everywhere.

We were escorted inside and up to several very large and elaborate
suites. Simon and I had one to our selves as well as Jason and Andy. My
Master had a separate one as well. The Black man who had traveled with my
Master, I didn't see after we arrived.

After a long hot shower, Simon recoated my back, ass and legs with salve
and we went to bed in the biggest bed I had ever seen. I think you could
get ten people in the bed at the same time. Sleep came easy after the long
trip.

In the morning after dressing in just shorts and t-shirts we were served
breakfast by two young women. Both were only dressed in short skirts. If I
didn't like black cocks now so much I might be tempted by the two young
women. Both had very nice upper bodies and very firm tits. Simon and I all
but ignored them.

About an hour after breakfast, a knock came at the door and then a very
huge black male stepped in.

"The President will see you now Sirs."

When we walked out of the suite, My Master and Jason, with his boy were
waiting. We were escorted down to a huge hall. Sitting on a raised throne
was a very well dressed older black male. I really had no idea of what to
do. When I got close I walked to him and went to my knees and bowed with my
head almost touching the floor.

"You need not kneel to me boy. If anything, it should be me kneeling to
you. With your help we have almost rid my Country of the
rebellion. Capturing the Leader was most helpful. Now with assistance
coming from the UN, my country can move closer to your Masters goals. Stand
up boy."

I stood up and he walked down and took my hand.

"You hold a place in my heart and I hope you hold a place in your Masters
heart your whole life."

"Thank you Sir. I hope my Master keeps me forever too."

"Your Master told me he even offered you your freedom once and you turned
him down."

"I, I love my Master."

"Well I would like to reward you for your service to me. Your Master has
told me that he is looking for several young blacks to protect you. You can
pick from any here to serve as your protectors."

"You are very generous Sir, but I don't want any blacks to serve me. I want
nothing more than to serve any blacks my Master chooses. I like being my
Masters slave and I will be a slave to all black men including you Sir, if
it is your desire."

"Wow! He really is all you say. You need never serve me boy. I already have
several wives who I am nothing but a slave for." He laughed.

"Would you consider picking the white boys for those your Master chooses?"

I looked at my Master and he nodded yes.

"Thank you Sir. I will try to pick ones who will serve their Master good."

"Good. Now I want you all to join me for dinner tonight and some
entertainment after."

We were ushered out of his hearing room. When we were outside the room my
Master hugged me.

"You did very well in there Jay. I am very proud of you."

"Thank you Master."

My Master dismissed Jason and his boy and then led Simon and me out back of
the Palace. In a large area, were about 100 young men exercising and
sparring with each other. When he walked closer a large male in uniform
ordered all the young men to line up.

The young men once they were lined up, I could see they were of all ages
from maybe 12 to 13 all the way to probably over 25. All had very short
cropped hair and all had just a pouch covering their privates. My Master
ordered them to remove the pouch covering. My Master walked down the lines
of boys. He picked five and ordered them to stand beside me. When he walked
to me.

"Do you approve of my choices Jay?"

"Master it is not for me to say. All are very good looking, but I know
nothing of their abilities or even if they would make good guards for me."

He addressed all five.

"What I am looking for is young men who for as long as needed will protect
this White Slave. If any of you will have problem with laying down your
lives for him please step away."

Not one moved, although they did look at me.

"I want each of you to walk to him and pledge your life to protect
him. Make no mistake, if harms come to him you all will suffer."

One by one each came to me and pledged their life to my protection. I was
very moved that these young men would do that for me a White Slave.

They were told to report to my Masters quarters by 11 AM the next day,
where a white boy would be placed in their charge as their own personal
slave. All quickly left and went back to working out.  "Come along Jay. You
said you would pick boys for them."

I know I had agreed to do it, but I also knew I was about to condemn five
young boys to a life time of slavery to a black male. If they did not
cooperate it could end up being a very short life. My Master led me an
enclosure with about 60 boys in it. The boys ranged in age from 13 to about
20, my Master said. A guard ordered them into lines. None had any clothes
on at all. Some looked very thin from lack of food, while others appeared
very well fed. I walked by all of them. I knew which ones I wanted, but did
not want to choose them.

"PICK FIVE NOW BOY!" My Master ordered.

I pointed to the five I had decided on. All had lots of pubic hair and more
in their pits. All looked over at least 17 or 18, but I really didn't
know. Each as I picked them were cuffed and led away. I was crying before I
was done.

My Master pulled me into his arms when I was done.

"You did very well Love. I know it was hard for you, but I also know you
picked older boys. Most of the boys here will end up as slaves to other
boys, so you just saved some boys from a far worse fate."

"You and Simon are dismissed for the day. You need to wear long pants for
dinner."

"Yes Master, thank you Master."

I was getting myself in deeper all the time. I had just condemned five boys
to a lifetime of Slavery, probably sex slavery too. I hoped I had picked
boys who would quickly adapt to their new situation. Simon knew I was
troubled by what I had just done. He put his arm around me as we headed
back to out suite.

He mixed me a very stiff drink for us both and then sat beside me and just
held me. Why did I feel so bad. I knew what my Master had planned for all
whites if he could make it happen. So those five white boys really didn't
matter all that much, yet just thinking about picking them to be a black
boys slave hurt inside. I just held Simon close and cried some more. He
just held me and let me cry it out of my system.

After a long shower I felt much better. Even when Simon ran his hand over
my back, ass and legs, it didn't hurt. Cool maybe it was mostly healed. He
figured my three sets of stitches could come out when we got home. We
dressed in fatigues for dinner with boots and black t-shirts.

"I hope you have a strong stomach love. They are going execute Motombo
after dinner tonight."

"Good. He's just an animal as far as I'm concerned. Master said he has
killed more blacks, men, women and children, than he has whites. He
deserves what he's going to get. To bad they can't make him suffer like he
did those other blacks."

"I am trying to understand you more each day love. You cried when you had
to pick white boys to be slaves and yet your happy, because someone who
killed a lot black people is going to be executed."

I looked at the big ornate clock in our suite. It was only just a little
after five. I got up and mixed a couple of drinks. Sat down and handed
Simon one.

"Simon, you need to really understand something. I got to so very smart by
reading, reading everything I could lay my hands on. I am also able to
remember almost word for word what I have read. I know what the `White Men'
did to blacks from almost before the revolution in the US. And it still
went on until well after the Civil War. Even today in some places people
other than white are persecuted just because they are not white. I'm very
sorry that happened, but I can't change it or what's happening. Now my
Master has given me a chance to atone for what whites have done and I can
even help him. It was hard for me to condemn those boys to a life of
slavery, but they were all destined to be slaves anyway. Now maybe they
will have better Masters, like my Master. I hated it when my Master raped
me. I felt so dirty and defiled. Later I started to understand that he
considered me less than human to start with. It was only after I told him I
loved him that he changed his mind. He started to treat me as an equal, but
different person. As far as I am concerned anyone who kills blacks,
especially women and children, doesn't deserve mercy. As far as I'm
concerned you can slice off Motombo's balls and feed them to him. IF my
Master asked me I would gladly slice them off for him. To me he is really
nothing more than an animal. I felt that way when My Master allowed him to
use me and I feel the same way now. Like you said to Jerry, if he had been
white, I would have no thought about just emasculating him. Whites really
now mean nothing more to me except as slaves for my Master."

I didn't know I had more of an audience than just Simon. My Master came
over and picked me off the couch. He wrapped his arms around me.

"You really are more black than I think I am Love." I even saw a tear in
his eyes.

I just buried my head in his chest. One thing I would never get enough of
is my Master holding me and calling me his love.

My Master set me down and then sat beside me and Simon. Jason sat in
another chair. Andy went and made drinks for us all. After he served them
he went to sit down on the floor by Jason.

"Go make yourself a drink boy." Jason told him.

Andy made a drink and sat down. When he looked at Jason I saw the same
thing in his eyes as I felt for Simon and my Master. Pure unadulterated
love. Maybe I wasn't an anomaly. Maybe there were really boys, who needed
Masters, who needed to be controlled totally by another. Andy had only been
with Jason for a very short time and yet even now I knew he loved Jason
with everything inside him.

And what was even more strange was that Jason loved his white slave.

My Master interrupted my thoughts.

"Jay, Simon told me that he told you Motombo will be executed tonight after
dinner. What he didn't tell you was Motombo's entire family will be
executed too. The President had not planned on doing it until he saw the
movies taken by Motombo at several of his blood baths of blacks. I was
sickened when I saw the films. His wives, daughters and even his youngest
son took part in the blood bath.  I will not describe what I saw, it might
be more than even you can handle Jay. Just know love, they all deserve to
die."

"Master, to me the murder of black and other non whites has gone on far to
long. I know I am a traitor to the people that brought me up and gave me
everything to become what I am now. They don't know exactly what I am now,
but soon Master they too will suffer. My Family is older than even yours
Master I think. My Great, Great Grand Father was a slave owner. Black slave
owner. Now I am a White Slave Master and I am very happy to be your White
Slave."

"Motombo is nothing more than a black thug murderer. He deserves what he
gets along with his entire clan Master. Tell the President to get them
all. He doesn't need a boy coming of age and trying again to depose him."

"President Moshimba is right. You really are a black in a white skin."

"Master, if I was black, I would not have you for a Master and not have
Simon as my lover. All I ever want Master is to be your Slave and Simon to
love me."

"I love you Jay and I know Simon loves you with everything in his heart. I
also know Jason loves you and I think Andy too. Andy come over here boy."

Andy was very quick to run over and bow at my Masters feet.

"Stand up boy."

"What are your feelings toward my Slave boy?" My Master asked Andy.

Andy looked at me and then looked at Jason. He then started to cry. I knew
right then Andy did indeed love me and loved Jason too. I really surprised
when my Master pulled Andy into his arms.

"Boy, you need not worry if you love my white Slave and love your Master. I
can't stop either nor would I want to. Nor can I punish you, only your
Master can do that. How old are you boy?"

"Sixteen Master."

"Well Jason is only eighteen, so you two should have a long life
together. Andy, love as you wish. I think my white boy loves you too, but I
will never ask him. You see Andy, I trust Jay more than some of my Aides."

"Now, I think we should head down for dinner. I would not want to be late
for dinner with the Man that is going to help me win my revolution."

Dinner was fantastic. Every dish you can imagine all served by young women
in nothing more than short skirts. After dinner was over, the entertainment
as the President called it began.

Jason Motombo was brought out blindfolded and chained to a simple post. His
hands were behind him and his legs were tied to either side of the post. He
was nude. Lined up on either side of him were his four wives and seven
children, 3 girls and four boys. Each were tied as he was.  They removed
Motombo's blindfold.

He almost went berserk seeing his entire family tied to stakes next to him.

"You would murder children? He screamed.

"Only children you filmed killing young girls and young men, whose only
crime was they opposed you."

"I will kill you and all your family." He screamed again.

"Jay your Master, trusts you above all others. What do you think their fate
should be?" The President asked me.

"If they have done as my Master has described, then they should be put to
death. May I see what my Master has seen Sir?"

"Are you sure boy?"

"Yes Master and if it is as you say, then I will kill them myself."

I spent about an hour going over the films downloaded on a computer. I
puked up all my supper at one point as a young girl was first raped by one
of Motombo's sons and then he beat her head in with a hammer. He then cut
open her chest and cut out her heart and ate it. I left the computer in a
daze.

How could any father allow his son to do as he did and just think it was
funny. I saw Motombo laughing as his son ate the young girls heart. He
wasn't human, just a mad dog animal and he created the same in his sons.

"Master, how do you emasculate a women?"

"You need not do this Jay."

"Yes Master, I do. They are nothing but animals. All of them."

I walked back to the table. I saw a very big and very rich looking knife on
the Presidents uniform.

"May I borrow this Mr. President?"

He stood up and then pulled off the knife and scabbard.

"You may have it, as a gift from Nigeria to you."

I looked at the gift. It had to be worth millions. I am saw the scabbard
was solid gold and encrusted with diamonds and rubies. The handle of the
knife was the same.

"I just need to borrow it Mr. President." I said.

I pulled the knife blade out. It was really a weird shape. Double bladed,
but curved and about 10 inches long. I could see it was also very sharp,
almost razor sharp.

"Please Jay, you don't need to do this." My Master said.

"Master, I really need to do this. They killed what I love, above all. They
killed blacks. Master, I am your slave, it's all I ever want to be. No one
will ever kill blacks again if I have anything to do about it. These are
all animals, trained by that monster. They all will now feel as I do."

I walked to end of the line of prisoners. The oldest must be near 70. A
female.

"You are the Grand Mother of that Monster."

She screamed out a lot of hate that I could not understand.

I ordered her tongue cut out and then sliced off both her tits. I went to
the mother of Motombo and just shoved the knife into her vagina.

"You will never heir him any more monsters."

I then emasculated all the boys and just shoved the blade in to the girls
Vagina, They all died bleeding out. I walked back and dropped the bloody
knife on the table in front of the President.

"Thank you Mr. President."

I just sat down and picked up my drink.

"Why didn't you just kill Motombo?"

"Why bother, he just saw every one of his off spring die. He is already
dead."

My mind was now numb. What happened to him, mattered not to me. I had just
killed 7 boys and girls and three women. What happened to Motombo, was not
even remotely inside me. I had killed 7 enemies of my Master. That was all
that was important to me.

When I really started to think about what I had just done, I knew that I
had just killed 7 blacks. If they had been white I would have been even
more brutal with them. I really was a monster. I could kill my own kind as
easily as I executed those black animals.

I watched almost detached from real life as Motombo was executed. The
President ordered he be executed using the flaming necklace. Several tires
were dropped over the stake he was on. Then gasoline was pored over the
tires and lit. As the tires started to burn more were slipped over him. He
started to scream almost immediately. By the time the level of tires
reached his chest he was almost incoherent. His death was very slow and
very painful.

I knew inside, I was a white slave to my Master, but I also knew now I
would do anything to help my Master win. Even if I had to kill any white
man that got in the way. I loved my Master and I loved what he wanted to
do. God help the whites and the fucking white government now."

Very late after Motombo succumbed to the fire, I was escorted back to our
quarters.

Simon was very subdued.

"What is the matter Simon?"

"I am in awe of you and scared of you too now"

"Why would you be scared of me? You are the most important person in my
life. My Love for you is unconditional. I will always love you above
everyone else, including my Master."

"Jay, I saw something in your eyes I had never seen before. An absolute
hate and loathing."

"Simon, they were nothing more than a pack of rabid animals. I just did
what anyone would do to a rabid dog. To me anyone who kills a black person,
regardless of the reason, except on my Masters orders, is nothing more than
a animal. My Master said I didn't have to do as I did. Inside I knew I had
too. Simon I love my Master and I love his revolution. All I did was rid
the world of another pack of deadly animals, who had no interest in
anything but controlling people for their own gain."

"I wish you were my Master Simon."

"If anything Jay, you are my Master. I still and always will love you my
white lover boy."

"Will you please take your white lover boy to bed and fuck his brains out?"

"Only if you will fuck my brains out too."

"All you ever need do is ask love."

After a very long night of real enjoyment I fell asleep with my nose buried
in Simons wonderful black bush. He slept with my sparse bush in his nose.

After servicing each other in the morning, including a long hot shower, we
sat down to a very good breakfast. About an hour later the five boys I had
picked out were delivered to our suite. All were nude and cuffed along with
chain shackles on their ankles.

"Remove the cuffs and shackles and then leave." I told the guard.

He ignored me and just stood waiting.

"Simon order him to remove their restraints."

After Simon told him the same thing.

"My orders are to stay with the slaves."

I walked out of my suite and down to my Masters. I tapped lightly on the
door.

"Come in." I heard.

"Yes Jay."

"Master the white boys I picked are in my suite, but the guard will not
remove their restraints and leave us."

"Maybe he is worried they will run off?"

"Where can they run to Master?"

"Good point." He laughed and then followed me back to my suite.

He ordered the guard to remove the boys restraints and then to get out. He
would no longer be needed.

"Thank you Master."

The first thing I noticed was, that they all smelled. Like none of them had
bathes for a while. I ordered Andy to take them and help them clean up. He
looked at Jason and after he nodded, led all five boys into my shower room.

"I'm sorry Master, I should have asked you first." I said to Jason.

About 30 minutes later Andy led all five back out. Wow, they looked better
clean and smelled better too.

"My name is Jay and I am a white slave. That big man that was here is my
Master, but this young black male here is also my Master."

"All black males are my Master."

"Although Simon here is my lover, I really consider him as my Master
too. He will object to that, but I really am his slave. Granted more a
slave to his very nice cock and his very nice ass, but I also love
everything about him."

"I think you all know what is in store for you. You are to become white
slaves to a black male, my Master as already chosen."

"I'll never be a slave to a nigger." One of the boys said.

"It may surprise you, but you already are a slave. Just as these others are
too. Using that word to any black will ensure your life is very short."

"You are going to have accept what you now are. I can't change it and
neither can you. You can if you want resist, but in the end you all will
become slaves to a male my Master has chosen."

"Now I have question for each of you. Please answer truthfully."

"Are any of you Virgins? Have any of not had a black cock in your ass?"

"Before you answer, I will tell you, that you will also be a sex slave to
your Master as well as a body slave and servant."

"You might think that it is very demeaning and very gross to have to accept
a black man shoving his dick inside either your mouth or ass, but you might
also be wrong. That young white boy that helped you shower and clean up is
only sixteen and yet he is now both a sex slave for his Master and what
will surprise you even more is that he loves his Master."

"Come over here Andy."

"With your permission Master?"

"Go ahead white boy."

"Andy, go suck off your Master."

He never even hesitated. He knelt by his Master and pulled out his cock and
started to suck. I knew Andy would have sucked off any black male in the
room or even all of them. If I had told him to.

Three of the boys started to get hard as they watched Andy. One on the end
started to cry and one that had said no nigger would ever shove his dick
into his ass looked askance at what Andy was doing.

I soon found out the only two virgins in the room were the boys on both
ends of the line. I told Simon to take the three non virgins into our
bedroom. I knew what my love would be doing.

I walked up the boy that was crying.

"How old are you boy?"

"Seventeen Master."

"First off, I am not your Master. You can call me Jay. I am just like you
boy. A white Slave."

"Jason, keep an eye on the nigger hater. I'll be back. Come along son."

I led the boy out onto the balcony and told him to sit down.

"What's your name boy?"

"Carl Jay."

"I'm curious, how long have you been here in the Capital?"

"Almost 6 months Sir."

"I'm surprised you haven't been raped already."

"Jay, the other boys sort of protected me. Barry, Dan and Moshe sort of
took care of me. They are all Gay. When ever a guard came to pick a boy to
use they volunteered. Only Gary made me suck him off. He wanted to fuck me
too, Moshe beat him up the one time and he never did get another chance."

"Whose this Gary?"

"That's the other boy, the black hater."

"Well he is going hate blacks even more before the day is out."

"Am I going to get it from a black too?"

"I'm afraid so Carl."

"I want to be like the other boys, but I'm scared. I saw some young boys
get raped by guards and two never lived. Black guys have such big dicks."

"Not all of them and I can pick one I hope will be smaller, just for you
Carl. But you have to willing to do more than just be a sex slave. There
are all kinds of stuff you will have to."

"Jay, I will try, but I'm just scared. The other three boys said I would
really enjoy it after a while. All I really know is I don't want to go back
to the compound. They told us we would all end up as slaves in one of the
mines and we would be used by anyone that asked."

"Well you will never end up in mine Carl. That I can guarantee."

"I will accept my new position in life Sir."

"Good for you Carl."

"Okay son, you wait here."  I went in and called my Master. I told him I
had told all the boys as much as I could. Only one was not being
cooperative. He said he would right over with chosen five guards.

I had Simon bring out the three boys.

My Master came in with the five. All had shorts on.

I didn't want them to pick, I wanted to pick their boy for them.

"Master, could you have them remove their shorts?"

"Interested in some of them yourself Jay?"

"No Master, it's just, just."

"Relax Jay. I was only kidding you love."

"Can I chose their boy Master?"

"Of course Jay, that's why I had them sent to you."

I looked at all the young black me. All of them turned me on. I saw the one
I would give the negro hater too and I saw the one that would be Carl's
Master. The first was very long and very thick, almost like my Master. The
other was I think maybe below average.

"Moshe."

"Yes Master." A very blonde boy answered.

"First off, I am not a Master. That man there is my Master and all these
young men are my Master too.

I took Moshe and gave him to one of the black guys. I did the same for
Barry and Dan.

"Master that one hates negroes."

 I told the boy with the big cock that he was now Master to him. The kid
screamed out loud that he would never submit.

"You like getting young white boys to suck your cock and even tried to fuck
him once. Well now it is on the other foot boy."

"Where is the other boy Jay?"

"Master, he is waiting. Master I need to talk to both together."

"Jay, I trust you and know you will have your reasons. These four can
retire to their rooms. When your done come and see me."

"Yes Master."

"Come with me Master." I said to young looking black man.

"What is your name Master?"

"Motobo Sir."

I led him out to the balcony.

"Carl, this is your new Master."

Carl looked at him from top to bottom and then quickly knelt at his feet.

"Before you two are left alone to get to know each other, I have a few
things I want to say to both of you. Please sit on the chairs."

Simon came out and handed me a drink.

"Can you get one for them too love."

"Sure love." He kissed me on the cheek.

Both Motobo and Carl's eyes got real big when Simon kissed me.

"Neither of you know that, that was my partner in life. I love him and he
loves me."

"Motobo, Carl is a virgin. He is also very scared of what is about to
happen to him. He wants to be your slave, but he is really scared. He has
seen white boys get raped and even die from that rape."

"I guess you could say I am like him. I have never even had a girl, let
alone a boy."

"How old are you Master."

"Just eighteen Sir."

"Carl is only seventeen. So you can learn together. Master treat Carl right
and he probably will become a very willing slave for you. Carl treat your
Master right and do everything he asked and I think you two will get along
just fine."

"Now this is something I really like doing for my Masters."

I knelt between Motobo's legs and slipped his cock into my mouth. He moaned
as soon as I had his whole cock inside my mouth. He got hard very
quick. Damn he had such a smooth cock.

"Jay, isn't that something I should be doing?" Carl said quietly.

I pulled off Motobo and stood back. Carl took my place and started to suck
his Masters cock. It did not take long for the young boy to get off. He let
out a loud groan as he unloaded his sperm into Carl. Carl swallowed it all
and then sat back.

"Thank you Master." Carl said.

"No boy, thank you. That felt wonderful."

"When you are ready to go further, you can call on me to help and show you
what you do to make it more enjoyable for you both. It can be very painful
to have someone put their cock into the others ass."

"Can you show me now Jay. I really want what the other boys did."

"That's up to your Master Carl."

"Could we come over later Sir." Motobo asked.

"You are my Master, you can tell when you want me Master."

They both left and I went to see my Master.

TBC
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