Owning my Family

Warning! This is a fictional story of Domination and slavery.  The story may include topics that may be offensive to some. It includes teens, incest, intense BDSM scenes, consensual and non-consensual slavery.  In this story, the age of consent for sex is age 16.   Some aspects of this story could seem too extreme to some people.  Therefore, if this offends you then please move on.  

Chapter Summary:  Volunteer slavery is now legal in our town.  It is time to register all the slaves of our community to become the legal property of their Owners.  

Author’s Notes: Even though this author identifies himself as a slave, this slave doesn’t condone non-consensual domination or slavery.  Remember this is just a fantasy and does not represent real life.  The age of some characters is 16 to 18 so they are young adults.  In this fictional story, they are at the age to consent to be enslaved for consensual slavery, BDSM scenes, and sex.  Some of the slaves are also genetically different since they are the product of a breeding program designed to create 100% submissives or 100% dominants (See MSDS Society as references).  This story also has storyline links to my other stories “In the service of Father Micheal” and “White Lives Owned”. 

Characters:

• Frank Richardson - Master and Father of Twin boys. Owner of 5 slaves and designated Master of slave David and Slave Adam.  6ft 3in tall, 200#, black hair with a trace of brown highlights, brown eyes, uncut 10 inches and 5 inches around cock, solid muscles and zero body fat.  The new neighbor who wants to enslave the family next door

• Slave David Anderson - Submissive, was married to Adam and the Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins.  5ft 5in tall, 130#, uncut 6 inch dick, small frame but well toned with muscles that make his features stand out.  

• Slave Adam Anderson - Submissive, was married to David and the Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins.  5ft 6in tall, 160#, cut 7 inch dick, blond with blue eyes.  A face of an angel.  Did some modeling before marrying David and becoming a stay-at-home Dad.

• Slave Jeff Anderson - Father of slave David and grandfather of pup slave Sparky, slave Billy, and slave Jimmy.  Age 58, 160#, 5 ft 8 in tall, uncut 6.5 inch dick, brown hair with gray highlights, lean and muscular build from manual labor.  Successful general contractor with experience in both residential and commercial construction.

• Jason Richardson - Master and son of Frank. One of Frank’s twin boys. Designated Master of Sparky.  6ft 2in tall, 200#, jet black hair, green eyes, uncut 9 inches and 4 inches around cock, Solid muscles and zero body fat.

• Slave Sparky (aka Mikey) Richardson (born as an Anderson) - Renamed Sparky by the pup’s Master.  The biological son of David and Adam. Age 17, 150#, 5 ft 6 in tall, uncut 7 inch dick, blond with blue eyes, all-around tone but muscular body.  A face of an angel.  Could have been a model in another life.

• Slave Ralph Peterson - Pup slave of Master Jason and Owned by Master Frank.  33 years old, 5 ft 9 in tall, cut 8-inch dick, black hair with brown eyes, lean and build.  Before owning the leather shop downtown Ralph worked in construction, both residential and commercial.  Won a lot of money in Vagas that he used to buy the shop downtown with an apartment upstairs which is in the process of being converted to slave quarters. 

• Alex Richardson - Master and son of Frank. One of Frank’s twin boys.  Designated Master of slave Jimmy and slave Billy. 6ft 2in tall, 190#, jet black hair, green eyes, uncut 9 inches and 4 inches around cock, solid muscles and zero body fat.   

• Slave Billy Richardson (born as an Anderson) - Biological son of slave David and Adam, one of the twin boys.  Age 16, 110#, 5ft 4in tall, 6 inches uncut, black hair and brown eyes, slim and smooth.  A swimmer’s body

• Slave Jimmy Richardson (born as an Anderson)  - Biological son of David and Adam, one of the twin boys. Age 16, 120#, 5ft 5in tall, uncut 6 inches dick, orange hair and green eyes, slim and smooth.  A swimmer's body. 

• Slave Rob Johnson - Permanent slave to Master Alex. Friend of Alex now his slave. 17, 5ft 10in tall, muscular build due to wrestling training. Captain of the high school wrestling team.  Slave Rob was sold by his father to Master Alex.

• Slave Jamie - Permanent slave of Master Alex and Owned by Master Frank.   Was a friend of slaves david and adam, 38, 5ft 8in tall, slim body, blond hair, blue eye, 160 pounds, and 6-inch cut dick.  Was on the swim team in high school and college. A member of the city council and president of the school board. 

• Slave Nicky - Slave of Master Alex.  Former son of slave Jamie.  Now adopted son of Master Frank.  Was a friend of slave Jimmy.  On the swim team with slave Jimmy, 17 years old, 5ft 8 inches tall, 150 pounds, blonde and blue eyes, and 6.5 cut dick. 

• Slave Eddy White (Teacher) - Permanent slave of Master Alex. Master Alex’s Teacher. 45 years old, 5ft 5 inches tall, 130 pounds, 6 inches cut dick.

• Slave Scotty White  - Permanent slave to Master Alex. Stay at home partner of slave Eddy White.  43 years old, 5th 5 inches tall, 129 pounds, 4.5 inches uncut dick.  

• Slave Ricky White - Permanent slave to Master Alex.  Son of slaves Eddy and Scotty White.  The biological son of slave Scotty White. 19 years old. 5th 10 inches tall, 150 pounds, 7 inches uncut dick.

• Prince Masood - Son of a prince who fled his kingdom to love a man.  Now his son is of age to be a prince for his Kingdom but lives outside of the Kindom.  He goes to school at a private local college.  Master Alex and Prince Masood have a deal to protect each other’s boys.  The prince protects and has full use of slave Ricky at their college while Master Alex protects the Prince’s boyfriend from predators at Alex’s high school.   The prince has experience with owning slaves since his family has owned slaves for generations in his kingdom. So, his college is putting Masood in charge of teaching Masters of the school how to properly own slaves.   Slave Ricky and the prince used to be best friends until Ricky volunteered to be enslaved. Prince Masood is 20 years old, 6 ft 2 in tall, 10-inch wide cock, 190#, Arabic with a brown skin tone that compliments his royal status. 

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POV slave Rob 

After class, Master Alex had me inform all of his slaves to meet him outside of school. This is the first day that we are going to be registered officially by the city as the property of our Master.   Most of Master's slaves go to our high school.  But, he also owns a few older slaves as well.  His younger slaves are the ones who gather first out front of the school, along with many other Masters and their slaves. Over a third of our school, ages 16 and older, are now either Masters or slaves. 

We are all nervous about what our lives as Master's official property will be like.  I know for sure that we will be kept nude for the length of our enslavement contracts.   

More Masters and slaves gather with us.  Most of the slaves are collared with the same collars I'm wearing.  So, it's impossible to escape with these collars around our necks. Well, isn’t that the point of being collared, to control us? 

I have long given up on thinking Master will ever free me. Especially, since he purchased me from my father. I agreed to the bet that enslaved me and there is no turning back, especially after today!  Father taught me to keep my promises.  He trained me to be loyal and obedient.  Master was my best friend so I need to honor my promise to him. Therefore, I have to be loyal and obedient.  Plus, after all the additional slave training Master has given me over the last few months, I feel he is my King who is conquering people, instead of land, and then turning them into his property. So it's an honor to be owned by him. Besides, Master is too powerful to run from even if I could somehow break free of the collar.  

He has helped many of my Alpha classmates turn our submissive classmates into their slaves. He has literally enslaved families. No one can say no to him. He has this amazing power to control men! 

Just as I'm thinking of enslaved families, my father is getting out of his car with my mother and the family next door that he enslaved. They are like most slaves, barely wearing any clothes. Two are my classmates. The boy is gorgeous and so is his father, mother, and sister.  That family has some great genes. 

Master and my father, Master Eric, as I have to refer to him now, plan on breeding the females of that family. Master wants to use Jimmy and Billy as the breeding bulls because of their special submissive genes.  Those two have been Master's most loyal slaves. Master says it's because they were bred to be submissive. So, Master wants to create more slaves like them, hence breeding them with other submissive females makes sense. 

Master Eric pulls my mother on a leash with the enslaved family following on leashes connected to each other's collars.  He is showing other Masters who he owns as are all the other Masters doing the same.  Others who don't have slaves or are not enslaved, look on with curiosity and wonder.  I can see a whole new social class being created, those who own slaves and those who don't.  This display of ownership will be the catalyst that will create pressure for everyone who wants to move up the social ladder to own slaves themselves.  Once again I'm impressed with my Master's cunning and determination to bring about this social change. Being one of Master's Alpha slaves, it makes me feel proud to be owned by him. 

When Master Eric reaches Master's side, Master pulls him into a passionate kiss. For the past few months, Master has been dating Master Eric. After they kiss, they hold hands and wait for more Masters and their slaves to show up. 

Master's brother shows up with his pup and Master's latest slave, one of the fathers of the family Master just enslaved.  I'm not surprised to see the slave is completely hairless, even his eyebrows are removed. He doesn't even look like a normal human being anymore. 

Next, the family's son shows up with a guy I haven't seen before. He is confident as he pulls the enslaved son, Ricky, along on a leash.  My cock reacts knowing that this handsome darker skinned college guy is another Alpha.  Yet, there is more about him than just being a normal Alpha. He grabs slave Ricky by his neck and pushes him to his knees in front of my Master as if he’s giving him to my Master. That's confusing because Master already owns the son. 

He smiles at Master, "Alex, here is your slave, safe and sound like we discussed."

"Thank you, Masood, for keeping it safe. I appreciate your protection. As we agreed, I kept your boyfriend safe from the Alpha predators at my school.  They all know he’s spoken for and not to be touched."

They butt fists together then Master points to some tech geeks and track jock hanging out together.  Sir Masood nods at Master.  I think Masood’s boyfriend must be one of the boys in that crowd. Masood lets go of Ricky and then looks down at the boy, who is bowing his head in complete submission.  

He pats the boy's head, "I will be taking it to school from now on. Tomorrow morning be at my front door, kneeling like it is now. I have ‘Slave Master Instructors Training” at 8:30 am. But as it already knows, I like to run in the morning with my boyfriend. So, be at my door before 6:30 am. It will run behind us then it will shower with us before going to school."

Ricky yells out, "Yes Sir. It will be ready for its Sir as required!"

WOW, The boy doesn't look as cocky as he was yesterday. Like his father, he is hairless except he is allowed to keep his eyebrows. Without hair, he looks younger like he is in high school instead of college. Plus, he doesn't look like the Alpha slave he projected yesterday or even this morning when he tried to fuck his father. Something happened to him at college to change him from a cocky Alpha slave to a submissive slave boy.  It's kind of like what happened to me. When Sir Masood releases his hand from the boy's head, Master snaps his fingers and points to the ground beside him. The boy quickly crawls to our Master's side and kisses his feet which I can tell Master loves. 

Then Sir Masood walks over to his boyfriend and pulls him into him by wrapping his arm around the boy's waist. They kiss and then hug each other. It seems they're lovers and not in a Dom and sub relationship. Yet, you can tell Sir Masood takes command of what they are doing. They are much more equal than I will ever have with another guy. 

I hear the familiar snap of Master's finger and quickly look at him, seeing him point to the other side of him.  I fall to my knees and crawl as quickly as possible to my Owner.  Knowing Master liked his slaves paying him the most respect we can, I bend over and kiss his right shoe as Ricky did to is left.  Slave Ricky is now licking Master's left shoes.  Not to be outdone by another Alpha slave, I start licking Master's right shoe. 

Master Jason comes up to Master and punches him in the shoulder. He then hands him the leash of the enslaved father.  Both father and son look the same except for the missing eyebrows on the father.  You can tell they're related, especially now that they are hairless.  

Master smiles at his brother while punching him in the shoulder as well.  Then Master pulls him into a hug. Ricky and I have to crawl backward to make room for the brothers to embrace. The two fathers have to kneel on either side of our Master. Yet, their necks are pulled up by their leashes that the Masters are still holding on to. They are being choked as Master crosses his arms around his brother in a tight hug. 

The two fathers' faces turn red as they struggle to breathe.  They look down at their son knowing they have to stay like that until Master is done embracing his brother, Jason.  I have to hand it to their son, he just moves back in to lick Master's foot again, ignoring what is happening to his parents. 

I too move back in and start licking while hearing the two fathers struggling to hold their breath.  There is nothing we can do to help them. We just have to be ready to catch them if they pass out. 

Fortunately, Master lets go of his brother before that happens. Master lets the fathers breathe as he lowers his arms to grab his brother's waist. 

Master looks his brother in the eyes, excitingly, "Jason, the day is finally here. Can you believe it!" 

"Hell yeah bro, Dad finally got the city to legalize slavery!  My store is going to sell many more collars and slave equipment after today!  Plus, the more Masters who want to permanently remove their slave’s hair, the sooner I will get a return on my investment for the slave hair removal machine I bought from Father Micheal." 

"Yeah, bro, you're becoming quite a businessman now!" 

"Damn right, I am. I'm proud of my store!"

"As you should be, bro. You put a lot of work into that store."

"Thank you, bro."

"But, bro, you're missing the bigger picture. After we register our slaves, we will officially own them. It's amazing. I'll own a harem of slaves. It's such a fucking rush, brother!  Being able to own a harem of intelligent animals like these slaves is unbelievably satisfying. I know you are happy with your pups and being a successful businessman. Yet, for me, I love owning slaves.  Seeing slaves submit to me gives me so much pleasure and satisfaction. Knowing that they give themselves over to me because they want me to own them is so gratifying."

"Bro, I'm happy for you.  Enjoy the power and satisfaction it gives you. The more men like you only means more profits for me!  So, l love that you're excited for today!  Continue with our father's plan and I will be the most successful businessman in the world!  I hope more men are just as driven to enslave more of these intelligent animals as you are, bro."

"Trust me, Dad's plan is on track. Soon, city by city, college by college, and state by state will see how volunteer slavery will benefit them too.  Then the whole nation will be on board."

"Yeah, more profit for me!", both brothers laugh and smile at how they will change our nation.
Speaking of their father, a very deep man’s voice calls out to the brothers, "There are my sons."

Master Frank walks up determinedly to his sons. It’s amazing to watch everyone make room for him as he walks through the crowd.  Many Masters watch the man who made it possible for them to own their slaves.  You can see the admiration and gratitude on their faces as Master Frank passes them.  Like my Master, they have even more respect for Master Frank. 

For me, I knew Master Frank before his son, my former best friend, enslaved me.  Back then, I knew this man was someone you wanted to be on your side.  I looked up to him like a second father.  Now I see him as the most powerful man in the world!  So, of course, I’m awestruck as he walks to embrace his sons.  Once again, I have to make room for him to pull his sons in the big hug.  All of the owned slaves look up to him with the same reaction.  After all, he is the reason we are all slaves.  We all know, if given a chance, we would worship him.  There is something about Master Frank that makes you want to follow him.  I’m one of the most luckiest of the slaves here since his son owns me and sometimes I do get to worship Master Frank. 

So, when he wraps his arms around his sons and guides them to the school's parking lot, everyone follows him!  

We are all surprised when we see an old-time flatbed wagon in the middle of the parking lot. Yet, what surprises us more are the two poles in the bed of the wagon. On top of each pole is a ring with spokes connecting the ring to the pole, like a bicycle wheel. Attached to the ring are the first enslaved fathers and grandfather of our community who were the former neighbors of my Master. The ring must be on bearings because the nearly naked slaves are walking the pole with their wrist cuffs above their heads by a small chain. I notice several other small-length chains are hanging from both rings. 

Master Frank tells his sons, "Go attach your property to the poles and you can ride up front with me. We'll take this wagon to the courthouse to register our slaves."

With a smile, Master heads to the back of the wagon. Of course, all of his slaves follow him to be put on display.  Master and his brother climb onto the bed of the wagon and have me lift each slave onto it.  First is slave Jimmy, then Billy, and finally Sparky. They are attached to the first ring with their fathers and their grandfather. They’re the family that started it all.  They look proud of themselves. The first truly enslaved family in our country in 160 years. Yet, what's different now, is they volunteered to be owned. They want to be slaves. So it's fitting that they are to be paraded down our streets for everyone to see.  I’m sure pictures of them on this wagon will be in history books for a long time to come.  

The rest of Master's slaves are crowded around the second pole including me. It's a tight fit as we are pushed together, front to back of each slave. My hard cock is now pressed up against Nicky and the Alpha slave, Ricky, is pressing against the hole of his Father / my history teacher.  I see he is humping his father which only makes me want to fuck Nicky. So, I start humping my hard cock along Nicky's hole. It's so frustrating since I can't get my cock inside his tight hole with the Speedo on. This just makes me more horny, keeping me on the edge. I wish I could be naked now!

We are ordered to walk around the pole so everyone can see us.  Then I hear a crack of a whip and look out front of the wagon to see four massive college-aged boys attached to the front of the wagon. They are the size of linebackers for a football team. Fuck! I recognize them. They are linebackers for the college that slave Ricky goes to.  They are just in thongs so you can see every muscle stains to pull the heavy wagon. They too have the same slave collars that I wear.  They must be slaves of Master Frank. I wonder how many slaves Master Frank really owns. I bet he owns a lot more than I could ever imagine. If he is going to pull off making slavery legal across the nation, he will need lots of support.  What better way to gain support than to enslave the people who are in positions of power to make it happen?  I mean, I have seen firsthand how he enslaved the Mayor and his family except for the adopted son who he put in charge.  It's not too much to assume he has other slaves in key positions to do his bidding. 

We are pulled through town like we are in a parade. Our Masters are waving at the onlookers. Many are pointing at me as I continue to hump Nicky. I can’t help myself. Master hasn't let me fuck one of his slaves in weeks!  I'm a 17 years old horny boy who was used to fuck a lot of different boys every day.  Now I’m lucky to fuck Nicky once every couple of months!  So, of course, I'm horny all the time! 

Being in a cage next to Nicky every night and not allowed to fuck him is torture. I think Master  put us in the cage together just to keep me horny. I mean Nicky was going to be my slave until I made the stupid bet that changed my life forever.  So, naturally, I want to fuck the boy all the time. 

From the crowd lined on the sidewalk, I heard a mother yelling out, "Look at that discussing thing. It’s no different than a farm animal. It's good that the thing is being controlled and enslaved. Otherwise, it would be fucking my pour boys.”

I look at her sons both of whom I fucked in the past with Master before being enslaved. Their faces go red when they realize who I am. Master and I had them tied down to their parent's bed when we fucked both at the same time. I suspect some Master will enslave them sometime soon. It's only a matter of time. 

Behind the wagon are 40 Masters pulling slaves of all ages in our small town. The Masters are all proud of themselves.  As we move through the neighborhoods, more Masters and slaves join the parade, including gay, bi, and straight.  There are male, female, and them slaves. Most are gay, bi, or trans since we live in a LGBT+ friendly community. 

I see more than one of my wrestling teammates pulling a family of slaves behind them. I guess Master was right when he suggested that my teammates enslave the swim team's family members too. If the son is submissive then the father and other members of their family might be too.  

Directly behind our wagon is my father pulling my Mother and the family he enslaved next door.  I remember the son was the first boy who sucked my cock. Now, he is a slave like me!  

My father smiles up at me with a satisfying grin. He got what he wanted and I helped him get it. Each time I turn around the pole I see him smirking at me. His smirk reminds me of his training when he was pleased with my performance as a wrestler or as an obedient son!  Yes, my father is pleased with me being a slave now!  It brought him closer to owning my mother legally and now owning more slaves.  I watch as they are chained one after the other starting with my slave mother and then the family next door: with the father, mother, daughter, and son behind my mother. They're lined up from oldest to youngest.  I can see that my mother is now showing as she carries my brother or sister inside her.  I wonder if my father is going to allow his new child to be enslaved when he or she turns of age to decide?  I won't be able to guide the child one way or the other since my father doesn't even see me as his son anymore. 

By the time we make it to the courthouse, there are about 60 Masters and maybe 100 slaves following them. Yet, about 500 people are watching us from the sidelines. Just like a real parade, they are out in lawn chairs and beer watching us and even cheering us on.  Master Frank amazingly changed the perception of slavery from a bad thing to something good for our community. 

When we get to the court steps the Mayor and his son are there.  The son was one of my friends and now is in power behind the scenes. I see the son hand the Mayor a speech. 

Then the Mayor taps the microphone to get the attention of the crowd. 

When everyone quiets down, "Ladies, gentlemen, Masters, and Mistresses, our community has always been at the fourth front of change and enlightenment.  Today is no different.  We are paving the way for everyone in our community to be their authentic selves, whether it’s to serve or be served.  No longer will the ones wanting to serve be hidden behind closed doors. They are now welcome to come into the daylight and join everyone for the benefit of all they now serve.  Please Masters and Mistress bring forth your submissives to be registered as legal property. It's your right now to own the submissive who has signed a contract giving up their rights to their persons and giving those rights to you as their owner."

Claps and cheers come from the Masters, Mistresses, and the audience watching. 

I noticed nowhere in that speech did it say we are slaves. Yet, the language clearly states that we are owned property. 

Master presses a button on his phone and all our wrists are freed from the chains connected to the poles. Yet, our wrists are still connected together. I'm the first to climb down from the back of the wagon. It's awkward so I stay and help the others climb down. Therefore, I'm the last of my Master's slaves to walk up the steps to our fate. 

We enter the courthouse and are directed to the room with a doctor waiting for us. A couple of days ago we were all taken to this same doctor for blood work and psychological evaluations. 

The doctor ignores us and addresses our Master. 

"Sir, the blood work of your property has come back. All animals are healthy and fit to take legal ownership of them. Also, their psychological evaluation has come back as of sound mind. Therefore, they are mentally fit to make the decision to give up all their rights as human beings and choose to be your property. Congratulations on choosing good stock for ownership."

"Thank you, Doctor. I'm pleased with what I picked out."

"As you should be Sir. They will be in good hands under your care.  Might I ask, Sir, do you need a full-time doctor in your harem?" 

Master smirks at the way the doctor asks his question. 

"Doc, I plan on growing my harem. So it might be good to have a doctor to own in case there’s an emergency or for general council. See me after you're finished here and I will draw up a contract. Note, doc I will need a lifetime commitment. Are you willing to serve for the rest of your life?"

"Yes Sir!  I am. I have experience as a trauma tech and as a personal physician.  Sir, my practice went under from a lawsuit my partner caused. Your father gave me this assignment of evaluating new properties for ownership and recommended speaking with you, Sir."

"I see, are there any outstanding debts from this lawsuit?" 

"No Sir, the court took it all."

"Do you have a spouse or children?" 

"I have a son who is in college now. But he has a full ride so no expenses for his support. My wife left me for my ex-business partner."

"How old is your son?" 

"He is 25 Sir. He is in law school and about to take his bar exam after graduation in the fall."

"Interesting. I will draw up two contracts as soon as I register my existing properties."

"Two Sir?" 

"Yes, you will sign one and if your son agrees to be my property then he will sign the other. Owning a doctor and a lawyer will be helpful."

"But Sir, I don't think my son wants to be owned."

"I understand. They all say that until they meet me! Where are you living?" 

"With my son in his dorm room at the moment. The court took my house and practice?" 

The doctor is about to cry when Master pulls him into a tight hug. 

"It's OK, boy. I got you. You're mine now. I protect what I own. I will come by your son's dorm tomorrow for you to sign the contract. Then I will register you that day. If your son wants to be mine too then he will sign his contract too. Otherwise, he can just live his life without his father around to mess it up. You understand that as my property, I control who you interact with. I don't like my property to be influenced by family members. So, I always offer the family members the opportunity to be mine as well. I will give your son the same opportunity I have given all the families I own. Does my boy understand?"

"Yes Sir. Your boy understands."

"Excellent! Now go finish your assignment for my father."

"Yes, Master!" 

WOW! Master is amazing! Boys are begging to be his slaves now. I wonder what the doctor's son will do. 

Master releases the Doctor and pats him on the ass, causing him to blush.  Master turns and walks out of the room without looking back. 

We follow him down a wide hallway to a courtroom. This is the first time I have been in a courthouse. It's very imposing with high ceilings and oak wood paneling on the walls. In the center of the room, on the far wall, sits a judge staring down at us. He is in traditional black robes. 

All of Master's slaves stand behind him as a judge addresses our Master. 

"Alex Richardson, please step forward."

It’s the first time I've seen Master take orders from someone other than his father. He steps forward as the judge looks down stoically at our Master, without any expression showing on his face. 

"You have come to this court to partition ownership of seven citizens who have agreed to be stripped of their citizenship and rights as human beings. To be reclassified as intelligent animals resulting in becoming property that will be available for ownership under the city ordinance number 5696."

"Yes, I do, your honor." 

"I see they have all been examined by a court-appointed physician, are in good health and of sound mind. Please bring forth the first citizen to be reclassified as an intelligent animal."

Master pushes aside his other slaves and grabs me by the arm, pulling me to face the judge. I look up at him nervously. 

He stares down at me with a very serious expression, "Please state your name for the record." 

"Robert Johnson, your honor."

"Age?" 

"17" 

"Sex at birth and now?" 

"Male and male."

"Able to perform duties for breeding if required in the future?" 

Now blushing fearlessly, "Yes, your honor. It has no problem in that area?", laughing to myself but look up at the judge wondering what that question was about. 

"Good. Don't be ashamed. It's a healthy young animal. We just need to understand what’s its potential worth for a baseline assessment. Of course, it will be tested to determine the potency of it reproductive seed for current and future ownership."

I nod my head in understanding.  I see he is writing all of this down. 

"Ethnicity?" 

"White." 

"Genetic testing will be performed to verify its breed."

Breed? Like when they classify dogs. I looked up at the judge curiously. 

"Boy, even though I don't have to explain what these questions are all about. I will since it will be the first reclassified citizen in our country's history. Current and future owners need to understand."

"Each new intelligent animal will be put into base and sub classifications based on its original ethnicity and genetic makeup.  Therefore like any animal, it will be given breeds based on the percentage of its ethnicity.  For example, if an animal is 60% white and 40% Asian will be classified with a base breed of white and its subbreed as Asian.   This will be helpful whenever the intelligent animal or IA is sold to a new owner."

I hear whispers in the crowd about possibly buying me from my Master. Would Master sell me? I hope not. Master is an amazing man and I want to serve him for the rest of my life. 

The judge clears his throat and continues. 

"Remove all of its CLOTHES!" 

I knew this day would come. Master repeatedly told all his slaves that he intends to keep us naked at all times.  Well, I'm almost naked now with only spandex shorts to cover up.  I used to be proud to display my cock when I was an Alpha male. I was especially proud of it when I was  Master’s best friend.  We fucked many submissive bitches together!  However, all that has changed. Now every Alpha in the courtroom is going to see me as a submissive and possibly be able to own me someday. Therefore, I'm now the prey I used to seek out!  Yet, I know that there is no turning back time. I have to face the fact that from this day on, I will forever be the prey of the strong Alpha males around me. I look back at my Master, seeing him smile and nod at me to do as I'm ordered. His support and protection gives me the confidence to show these Alphas I'm not afraid of them. Like the first time I met Master, he has my back!  He will protect me like he always has. I realize at this moment he has always been my protector. I wanted to be his friend because he kept the bullies away from me. I followed him around yet we were never equals. No!  I followed him because he was and will always be better than me. He will protect me until the day I die. 

So, I raise my head high, looking straight up into the judge's eyes as I pull down my spandex shorts, showing him and everyone around me, that I’m not afraid of them because my Master has my back! 

"Excellent specimen. Very nice. Boy, be proud of that body and keep it in shape for your Owner."

"IT WILL, YOUR HONOR!", yelling out for everyone to hear, especially Master! 

"Turn around, let me see it ALL!" 

“YES, YOUR HONOR!"

As I turn around, I hear whispers in the audience about wanting to own me, to fuck me, and to whip my muscular back and ass. I ignore them, focusing on keeping my head held high as every Alpha stares at me with the desire to own me. Yet, my eyes are fixed on my Master, feeling proud he owns me.  

My eyes flash back to the judge when his booming voice quiets the crowd. 

He licks his lips and then orders, "Bailiff take measurements of this magnificent intelligent animal. The court needs an accurate account of all of its body's dimensions. This will give the court a baseline for assessing its market values compared to others from its breed."

On the screen above the judge are pictures of my naked body from all angles. As the Bailiff takes each measurement, a zoomed-in picture of my body part is shown with the measurement beside it. Everyone can see, in detail, every inch of my body. Even my cock and balls are measured. 

I take a breath when the bailiff grabs my hard cock, stroking it to ensure it's hard when measuring it!  I try to keep my head held high but can't help but glance down as he strokes me.  After measuring my hard cock, he grips it tightly and starts stroking faster.

OH SHIT! Not here!  I'm on the edge of cuming but I don't have my Master's permission!  If I shoot now, Master will whip me! I fear it would be the worst whipping I ever had.  Master expects total obedience, especially in public. I use that fear to keep from cumming. It's so hard to hold back. 

The judge questions my Master, "Will it release? We need a measurement of its dick size, hard and soft.” 

Master explains, "Your honor, it will not release because it doesn't have my permission."

Master then grabs my face and turns it to him, "It has my permission. Go on, let it go."

It's like a valve is turned on. As soon as Master speaks 'Let it go', my cock released weeks worth of cum, spraying the judge's podium.  Master snaps his finger, points to Nicky, and then to my softening cock. Nicky rushes in front of me and kneels between my legs. While Master holds his glaze to my eyes, I feel Nicky's warm mouth on my sensitive cock head. 

I start to giggle but hold my mouth closed. After cuming, it's always insanely ticklish. Master knows this but he stares into my eyes which gives me the strength to hold back from laughing hysterically!  I know if I break I would embarrass him. He needs to show everyone he is in control of me. His staring achieves this because the worst part is over and I’m now able to take a big breath in order to calm down. 

I can't believe I was milked in a courtroom. It only reinforces my new status as an intelligent animal but an animal regardless. 

Master then turns my head towards the judge again and lets go of my face. Nicky is still milking every last bit of cum from my cock.  I inherited my Father’s cock size so it takes some time to fully milk me dry.   The judge ignores Nicky and looks at our Master.

"Very impressive, young man. Your control of this animal is an example of proper ownership!"

The judge then addresses everyone in the courtroom. 

"This young man just shown how to control his animal’s most instinctual reactions. Everyone should look at this young Alpha as a prime example of how to properly control an intelligent animal."

At that point, everyone in the courtroom claps and cheers for Master. He is an amazing man!  While this is happening Nicky finishes milking the last drops of cum from my cock, cleans up the Judge's podium, and then crawls back to Master's side. 

I take in another breath as the cold hands of the bailiff grabs my soft cock and measures it. On the screen above are measurements of my cock hard and soft, with pictures of both states.  No part of my body is hidden from onlookers as the bailiff continues to measure me. Each part of my body has a close-up picture of the measurements.  It's just the way I would imagine livestock animals being displayed when being measured for an animal auction. 

I realize they can use this information as a portfolio for future Masters to see my progress as a slave. It can be used to assess my market value if I'm ever sold. The more I'm worth, the more taxes the government will collect.  This incentivizes the selling of slaves for the highest amount possible!  So, Masters will always want to keep their slaves healthy and physically fit to maximize their profits. Of course, the government will collect more tax revenue due to the higher profits.  It’s an ingenuous plan to motivate the selling and buying of slaves on the open market.   Once free men see a profit in selling their slaves the movement will gain even more traction. Plus, with part of the special tax going to the disenfranchised segments of society, it will boost spending and investments.  It will be a win-win for everyone including slaves because they want to be owned.   

The bailiff moves my hands so they are behind my head to get measurements of my chest and abs. 

While this is happening, the judge looks at Master, “As part of your owner's obligations to better our communities, each Master is required to give some of its animal’s work duties to support our communities.  This means each week, it will be reported to our town’s new department for ”Intelligent Animals Resource Management” or IARM.  Is that understood?”

Master looks at the judge, “Yes, Your Honor.  It’s a great honor to be able to better our community through the service of my intelligent animals.”

Masters pats my naked ass and I smile, knowing I will be doing the work so my Master gets credit for bettering our community.  It makes perfect sense.  I’m his property so why not use me to make our community a better place?

Plus, it allows more people to see slaves like me helping our community which I'm sure they appreciate.  It's another incentive to make volunteer slavery legal in more towns across the nation.   It saves the towns in labor costs.   I wouldn’t be surprised that most of our town’s manual labor ends up being done with slave labor.

After being measured, the bailiff is handed metal cuffs like the ones I wear on my wrists and ankles.   He hands one of the new cuffs to my Master. 

The judge explains, more to the crowd than to my Master since I’m sure these are from Master’s brother's shop. 

“The IA is already wearing restraints that provide needed control of the animal.   However, more control may be needed after the IA is owned.  Please, Master Alex, demonstrate the Complete Control System or CCS for everyone watching.”

“Thank you, Your Honor.”

Master places new cuffs on my forearms near each of my elbows, one on my thighs just above the knee and another on the upper part of my thighs.  Then the bailiff brings out a much larger cuff in the shape of an oval but more contour-shaped.  With the help of the bailiff, Master wraps this massive steel cuff around my chest.  It seems to fit my body perfectly.  Once locked in place, two bars are magnetically connected to my neck collar, keeping the chest cuff from falling down.  Another cuff is wrapped around my waist and more steel bars are connected down the upper thigh cuff with joints at my hips.   More of these bars with joints are connected down my legs and arms. 

Over time I stopped noticing the wrist and ankle cuff’s weight.  However, now I can feel the added weight of all these added restraints.  

Shit! What is this all about?   Why so much control of my body?

I see Master then pull out his phone and open the slave control app but now it flashes CCS mode.  He presses a few buttons that I can’t see.  Then suddenly my body starts moving on its own.  It forces my body to move.  There is nothing I can do to stop it.  I’m forced to walk across the courtroom to a stack of heavy law books.  My arms move to either side of the books.  A commanding voice from my neck collar gives me an order with a buzzing vibration at my neck.

“Grip books, IA.”

Tingling in my wrists gets my attention.  So, I do as the voice commands.  I know that tingling feeling.  It can turn into a painful shock if needed.   In my initial training, Master shocked me many times to get me to do exactly as he commanded.  

Once I grip the books, my body turns around, forcing me to carry the heavy books across the courtroom.  I thought they would have been heavy yet I don’t feel any strain on my body.  

Master explains, “The Complete Control System, or CCS, can control the intelligent animal to do anything you command it.  The system is connected to an AI (Artificial Intelligence) computer network with lidar sensors built into the collar  The AI uses the lidar to map the animal’s work area.  The beauty of the CCS is that your animal doesn't feel the weight of the load it's carrying.  Does it, boy?

Master looks directly at me waiting for an answer. 

I yell out, loud enough for everyone to hear, “NO, MASTER!  YOUR IA DOESN’T FEEL THE WEIGHT OF THE BOOKS.”

“So, as you can see, your animal can now do heavy-duty labor for hours and hours without wearing it down.  It’s much like a robot but much more versatile than any robot you will ever find.  The addon CCS is much cheaper than a robot since you already own the body it runs on. Are there any questions?”

Many hands go up and Master points to an Asian Master with a white slave kneeling by his side.

“What happens if the animal doesn’t grip the books properly.”

“Excellent question.  Let me demonstrate.”

Master pushes a button on his phone, forcing me to walk over to a second stack of books.  My arms are moved to either side of the books.  

Master orders, “Boy, don’t grip the books until I order it too.”

Once again, the AI voice commands, “Grip Books, IA” with the neck vibrations to get my attention.

I don’t do as the voice commands, instead following my Master’s orders.  The tingling starts low but gets more intense. 

The voice repeats with the same buzzing feeling in my neck, “Grip Books, IA”

I know I can’t do as the voice orders so fear builds up inside me.  The tingling in my arms starts turning to pain. So, I grit my teeth trying to hold out as long as I can.  

The voice repeats “Grip Books, IA” over and over every 20 seconds. 

A painful electric shock started at my wrists and now spreads up both arms between the wrist cuffs and the forearm cuffs. Then it slowly spreads throughout my body. My hands are not affected which makes sense since I will need them to feel the books when I do comply with the AI orders. The electric shock would dull my hand’s touch. 

The AI continues, “Grip Books, IA”

Now the pain is starting to hurt a lot! 

Another Master asks, “What is happening?”

Master answers, “Electric current is being sent between the forearm and the wrists and then throughout the animal's body, causing intense pain for the animal.  The longer the animal resists the command to grip the books the more intense the pain becomes. However, the hands are unaffected.  This is so the hands won’t be numb once the animal complies with the AI’s commands.  It's OK boy, it can grip the books now.”

I yell out, “Thank you, Master” and quickly grip the books.  

Instantly, the pain goes away and I take big breaths.  Yet, my body is not given any rest.  It moves to the other side of the courtroom as I hold tightly to the books.  

One of the Masters asks, “What happens if the animal drops the books.”

“Good question!”

Master then knocks the books out of my hand and they go flying around the courtroom.  Quickly my body responds, moving to each book and I grip them as I’m forced to stack them up on the floor. Once they’re stacked up, I’m ordered to grip the stack again.  Then my body resumes its original task and places them on a table on the far wall of the courtroom.

The AI voice orders, “Ungrip, IA.”

I let go of the books and I’m forced to walk to my Master’s side.  I realize that with this CCS, I don’t have any control over my body.  Master is in complete control. 

“As you can see adding the CCS makes your animal very versatile.  Yet, it doesn’t need all the added touch sensors that a robot would need.  The animal provided the sensory input and feedback to grip the books. It makes owning an animal the most multi-purposes item you own.  You can't take a robot to bed with you.  A robot cannot be an urinal as my other animal was providing earlier.   So, as you can see with the CCS system you have the benefit of both a heavy-duty robot and a light-duty servant.”

The Judge adds, “The reason for this demonstration is that while your IA’s are serving our community in heavy duty work, it will be fitted for with the CCS.  Of course, for light duty work, it isn’t necessary but it can be used if the animal is noncompliant with its duties to serve our wonderful community.”

Master then presses a button and I’m once again moved in front of the judge, forced to kneel, and look up at him.  Master then presses another button on his phone and I feel all the pieces that make up the CCS restraints release their strong magnetic attraction.  Yet, not enough to make them fall to the floor.  Master calls over slaves Billy and Jimmy.  They remove everything except for my slave collar, the wrist cuffs, and the shackles.   It feels like 200 pounds has just been freed from my body.  I’m back to my normal self with my familiar collar and cuffs.   

The Judge looks down at me, “Robert Johnson, I hereby reclassify it as an Intelligent Animal for the rest of its life.  Furthermore, Alex Richardson has requested the court to register this Intelligent Animal as its property until his death and that Jason Richardson or Frank Richardson be the beneficiary of said property.  Request granted.”

The judge hands over the “Deed of ownership” of my body and hands it to my Master.  He then pounds his gavel down ending our case and then orders the next Intelligent Animal to be registered. Master orders each of his slaves to strip and kneel in front of the judge.  One by one they are all registered and “Deeds of Ownerships” are handed to our Master.  We are no longer classified as human beings and are now considered only intelligent animals. Because we gave up our rights as humans, the government has the legal right to reclassify us as animals.  Therefore, since we are animals we can be owned. That is the loophole they are using to make us slaves.  No time were we ever labeled as slaves.  It’s a similar loophole that the military uses in owning their soldiers.    

After Master registers all his slaves, we are once again leash one after the other.  Master leads us out of the courthouse.  We’re all now naked standing in a line on the front steps of the courthouse.  I feel content for the first time in my life.  It might be hard to understand but I’m finally free.  Free to live the life I’m meant to live.   I look at all my fellow slaves, they all have the same content demeanor.