Civic Experiment

Tyler and Zac

A month had passed since Zac shaved Tyler's head. Both boys are getting tired of each others company but when Zac gets bored he always finds ways to ease it, mostly at Tyler's expense. They have almost increased the prize fund by $30,000.

Tyler awoke looking at his naked body completely void of any hair once again. He felt like a boy like he wasn't a man any more. His long locks were gone now. He remembered that he and Zac were once good friends now he was his slave and Zac was enjoying. He had slept in the dog cage once again.

Zac walked into the room drenched in water. He had just showered and the water made him glisten under the lights. He was wearing just a towel. He walked over to Tyler and asked how he was. Tyler replied saying good Sir, which made Zac smile.

For probably the first time Tyler noticed how beautiful Zac's smile was. His straight white teeth and dimples really made him glisten more so than the water. Zac walked over to Tyler he opened the cage pulled him out and pushed him on the bed. He jumped on him and straddled him so his legs were either side of his arms.

Tyler noticed this brought the towel down a bit and he could see the top of his pubes now. 'Were going to have fun today Filth' Zac said as he was slapping Tyler's face. At first Tyler tried to resist but he stopped when it was apparent that it didn't make a difference, he couldn't defend himself.

'Come on Filth, are you going to let me treat you like this?' he asked as he continued to slap him. Tyler was wriggling to get out but his hands were still tied and with the Leverage Zac had over him it was useless. Zac leaned over Tyler and let a long line of spit drop on his face.

'Please just let me go' whimpered Tyler. This made Zac angry and he spit in his face again 'Shut up Filth'. Zac breathed heavily and looked deeply in Tyler's eyes. His eyes showed regret.

'I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spat on you' he said as he took his towel off and wiped his friends face. Zac was now naked and still straddling his friend. He was wet and beginning to sweat. His dick was inches away from Tyler's mouth and now rested on his upper chest. He looked into his friends eyes.

'I'm making us lots of money you know, we will laugh about this in years to come. I just have to do things like this. Trust me there are far worse punishments on the list that would make us more money that I'm choosing not to do' promised Zac.

Tyler said nothing the heat of Zac's dick on his chest felt surprisingly good. Zac moved his body up to the point to were his balls and dick were in Tyler's face. 'Lick my balls ' Tyler couldn't believe it, it seemed like Zac was beginning to mellow but now he was taking it to even new lows.

He didn't hesitate and start licking his balls as he did he noticed Zac's dick started to grow. Zac's eyes were on the money counter which started to really pick up speed. He had never seen it go this fast before. His dick was know rock hard. Zac smacked Tyler's face with it.

'Keep going we will be really rich soon'. He let the licking continue until the money had raised a hundred dollars. Tyler wasn't sure if Zac was getting turned on by the licking, the power or watching the money rise up. Zac wrapped the towel around his waist once more.

'For now on, every morning I want you to kiss my feet as a thank you for waking you up Filth' Tyler crawled over and started to kiss his feet. He hated kissing his feet, he found it so degrading and the fact that he couldn't fight it made it even worse. He kept kissing until Zac stepped way.

'OK follow me' Zac walked into the living room with Tyler following on his knees behind him. Trying to crawl with his hands tied behind his back was very difficult. His shoulders were hurting and when he got through the room he noticed the door that was always locked was now open.

The money counter on the TV, high on the wall went black and the familiar sound before an announcement played. Both Zac and Tyler knew that another task was about to be made. Then Tanners voice boomed out over the intercom.

'This is Dr Tanner Sampson. Congratulations, you have completed the first month of the experiment. You have done well, but not perfect. Today is punishment day. We have noticed some bad behaviour that was not corrected and now a punishment must be completed.

22 counts of failure to address Zac as Sir. 6 counts of being disrespectful. 5 counts of eating enjoyable food. Zac in a moment I will ask the two of you to enter the punishment room' The TV on the wall changed to a figure of $25,000.

'Myself and Mr Hicks will be monitoring the punishment. If we feel that it is not sufficient enough, the figure that now appears on the screen will be subtracted from your earnings. Master and slave you may now enter the punishment room' the intercom switched off.

Zac lifted Tyler to his feet and they walked into the room. Chains and ropes are hung from the wall. There are countless whips, floggers and gags on a table. There is a cross against one wall and a metal cage that a slave could stand in against another wall.

This is going to suck he thought as he awaited further instructions. Zac pulled him to the centre of the room and untied him. It felt good to be untied even if knew his rest would be brief. He looked around the room and seen the cage door was open they were about two feet away from it.

Zac was stood right in front of the entrance to the cage. Without thinking he grabbed Zac and pushed him into the cage slamming the door shut. He turned and went to run out of the room when the door automatically closed shut.

He knew the doors were computerized and felt good knowing he now had a bit of power of over Zac. He turned around and to his disbelief had noticed that Zac's towel had stopped the door of locking. Zac opened the slightly ajar door and walked over and slapped Tyler across the face.

They were both standing there naked. Zac was almost shaking with anger when the intercom played again. 'This is Dr Sampson, what we just witnessed is a serious violation and must be further punished. The money has now increased to $50,000 as have our standards for punishment'

Instinctively Tyler got down on his knees and start kissing Zac's feet. He doesn't know what came over him he just saw an opportunity and went for it. Zac is extremely angry all his hard work could be gone. $50,000 is a lot of money to potentially lose.

`I'm sorry Sir, please forgive me Sir, I wasn't thinking properly'. Zac left him kissing his feet for a full two minutes. Tyler wasn't sure if this was because he was trying to calm himself down or he wanted him to stew in the fear of what was coming.

`You really shouldn't have done that Filth'.

Zac grabbed Tyler by his collar and pulled him to a standing position. He got thick rope and tied his hands behind his back. He also tied another rope around his chest. He dropped down one of the chains and connected it to the rope around his chest and elevated it slightly.

Tyler was almost on his toes. He was straining a bit but knew not to complain. He could tell Zac was pissed and why shouldn't he be that stunt may cost them an extra $25,000.

Zac grabbed Tyler's left foot. He lifted his foot back and looped a rope around it. He tied it to his hands so Tyler was now hoping on one foot the strain could be seen in his eyes. It was very difficult for Tyler to get any sort of balance.

What Tyler didn't know was each evening when he was locked in his cage, Dr Tanner would meet him for an hour and tech him bondage techniques. He also dropped some bread crumbs as to potential tasks for Zac to try on Tyler.

Zac took a step back and examined his handy work. How do you feel Filth... no wait don't answer I don't care. I was going to go easy on you today but you're going to suffer now' Tyler was trying to stop himself from spinning. He could tell from his tone that he was still pissed.

Tyler wanted to say something but after his attempted escape he wouldn't dare. He steadied himself and watched as Zac walked over to the side of the room he took out a small metal stick. Zac examined the stick and a wicked smile grew on his face.

'What is that Sir?' Zac walked over he was still naked, in his anger he hadn't bothered to reapply the towel.

`It's a nice little shocking weapon, get it shocking ... No?' at that he pressed the stick into Tyler's chest it sent an electric shock through his body. Tyler now understood that when he said `shocking weapon' he was trying to be funny.

Tyler's standing foot went flying in the air and he swung around which made him dizzy. He tried to compose himself but every time he gathered himself he got another shock. All the shocks had being on his chest and tiny red marks were appearing.

Zac steadied him and he managed to get back on his foot. Zac circled him and came back around. `I know how to make this a little more fun. When you can't expect it, it makes it even worse.' He walked over to the table and picked up a blindfold. He put it on him and gave him a slap on the ass.

Tyler stood there on one foot waiting for the next blow. It was the waiting that was the worst, he knew it was coming, just not when or where. Zac looked at his dominated best friend and wondered were to deliver the next shock.

He quietly moved behind him and gave him a shock on the ass. The pain sent Tyler flying forward and spinning uncontrollably. Zac circled him and watched as he spun. Eventually Tyler controlled himself and was able to get back to his standing foot.

Zac zapped his nipples which was even worse than the ass pain and sent him again spinning. Zac's dick is now hard and he started to relax after Tyler's show of rebellion. Tyler finally spoke, please Sir just do it ... I can't take the waiting'

Zac knew that he was driving Tyler crazy but the thought of teaching him a lesson was more tempting than making him wait. He zapped his balls and this sent him flying harder than anything before. Zac decided to use the spinning Tyler as target practice.

He starts zapping him trying to get his balls each time. Each zap sent him spinning in a different direction. As Tyler spun it was challenge to make contact with his balls each time. But Zac was having a lot of fun trying.

Zac stood back and watched him spin and struggle .The pain of the zapper wasn't huge pain it was just a little shock that lasted for a split second. Like the pain from ripping of a plaster. He has a very low tolerance for pain.

Tyler felt dizzy and just wanted this to end. He didn't know where Zac was so he didn't know which part of his body to tense up. Then he felt it, Zac's knee ramming into his crotch. So far Zac had inflicted very little pain on Tyler. He will change that in the future.

He screamed and screamed and before he could catch his breath he felt his body fall it to the floor. He wasn't hanging any more. He lay there sweating in the worst pain of his life. Zac walked over and lit two candles and sat and watched his prey struggling to compose himself.

He picked up his friend and untied him. Tyler knew it wasn't over but the gentle touch of Zac made him feel good. He walked him over to a table and laid him on it. He tied each of his limbs to the corner of the table and once again he was spread like an eagle.

He removed the blindfold. Zac seen tears roll down his face when the blindfold was removed. If it wasn't for Tyler's stunt Zac doesn't think he would have it in him to punish him this way. Now however, he wants his slave to struggle.

`Don't cry Filth' He walked over a picked up the candle and brought it close to Tyler.

`Please no ... don't do this shit, please Sir' Zac's dick grew even harder with the begging. He picked the candle up and poured it over his chest. The melted wax hit Tyler's shaven chest and he wriggled but he could barely move.

The pain was bad but quickly disappeared and the wax hardened. He picked up the second candle but this time the wax went over his cock and balls and he screamed. Zac started caressing Tyler's head like a puppy dog'

'Don't worry its almost over'. He left Tyler lying naked and bound to the table while the candles produced more wax. When he felt there was a sufficient amount he poured one candle over each of Tyler's legs. The pain was sharp and quick but dissipated quickly.

Tyler tried to struggle but it was useless. The feeling of Zac untying him gave him hope that it was coming to an end but he knew better. He told himself that for now on he will always call Zac sir, no more man or dude. He needed to learn to show respect.

Zac rolled him off the table and Tyler was close to hitting his face on the way down. Zac was about to apologize but knew it impede his chances of passing the task. He pushed his foot onto his face and stuck his toe into his mouth.

He grabbed Tyler's feet and began to tie them. Tyler could see that he was still near the chain that he hung from earlier. He also noticed that Zac's dick was standing to attention. Zac grabbed the chain and connected it to the rope that are bound around Tyler's feet.

Tyler knew he would be hanging upside down in a matter of seconds and just hoped that the pain would stop at least for a little bit. What would Zac make him do next. More pain he imagine would be inflicted. Zac pressed a button on small box and the chain raised him up.

He was swinging in the air and his hands were almost touching the ground. Zac grabbed his arms and tied them behind his back. He started to swing him around and Tyler was getting very dizzy. Zac stopped him from spinning his hard dick was throbbing.

He looked into his friends eyes and thought for a second. How could he ensure the $50,000 wasn't deducted. Something big had to be done something that would impress them. He grabbed the back of Tyler's head and pushed his crotch towards it.

`Open your mouth Filth' He ordered almost spitting on his slave.

Tyler wasn't sure what was happening but he knew he wasn't going to enjoy it. He opened his mouth and Zac shoved his 8 inch cock straight in. Tyler had never had another person's cock in his mouth and it felt weird.

Zac start thrusting he ordered Tyler to suck and he didn't disappoint. It looked like the R rated version of the upside down kiss in Spider-Man. Tyler was hanging upside down giving his best friend a blow job.

Both are naked, Zac was dry now his tanned toned body was flexing. Tyler was helpless being forced to suck on his friends cock upside down. Zac began to moan. He hadn't come since they entered the complex a month earlier.

Zac started to moan louder the only thought going through his mind was his growing pleasure. After five minutes he finally came bursting a huge load into Tyler's mouth. He tried to pull away but Zac pulled him back saying

`Swallow Filth'. Tyler swallowed the whole of Zac's load he felt ashamed.

He tried to spit a bit out but he had swallow most of it. Zac noticed him spit a bit out but decided to ignore it. He dropped the chain and noticed Tyler was going to fall head first. He grabbed his head protecting it and then let him lay down.

`Thanks Sir' Tyler was relieved he didn't hit his head. Zac spat on his face

`I'm still your friend Tyler I'm not going to kill you' He untied his feet and arms and picked him up. He led him back into the common room and pushed him on the ground.

`You need to eat boy, no more nice food for you' He walked into the kitchen and came back with a can of slave slop He emptied it on the ground. The food splattered every where on the dirty floor. The juices from the can rolled in every direction.

`Eat Filth and no hands' Tyler hated being called Filth, he noticed that Zac had called him Tyler a moment ago. He hoped that wasn't a once off.

Tyler looked up and noticed the look in his friend's eyes. He felt his face move towards the food he tried so hard to resist but the chip in his body over powered him. He started to eat the taste was awful but was nowhere near the extent of the humiliation he was feeling.

The chunks at the top weren't so bad it was when it got to the point of where he was eating parts that were touching the ground. He finished all the chunks but was immediately ordered to lick the juices up. As Tyler was about to finish Dr Sampson voice sounded again.

'The slave has now being sufficiently punished. You have passed the test.' Then silence. Dr Sampson watched on the monitor to the two naked specimens and thought of his first experience with slavery. The time he met Jordan his now boyfriend.

Jordan and Tanner

Four Years Ago

Jordan knew from a very young age that he was gay. He lived in a very small conservative town and his parents were very religious. He knew it was likely they wouldn't approve of his sexuality so he tried to hide it. The hardest part of hiding it was in the locker room after gym practise in high school.

He always tried to look down and ignore his urges when his class mates were naked around him. His friends just thought he was very shy and never suspected anything. He tried to date girls but always found it hard to preform when it came to sex.

He believed nobody suspected him but his father was always unsure. He put a tracker on Jordan's phone that would alert him to any porn sites he visited. Jordan would often at night when he thought everyone was asleep browse gay porn sites and masturbate to videos of twinks stripping and kissing.

When the first notification for a porn site came up his father was angry but gave him the benefit of the doubt, maybe he clicked it by accident. But as Jordan visited more and more sites his fathers anger grew. It took his mother to convince him not to kick him out until his 18th birthday.

Jordan was totally unaware of his father's spy tactics. He continued to browse different types of porn sites which only added to his fate. On the day of his 18th birthday his father asked him to help on the farm and there would be a surprise for him after. His Dad wanted one last day of free labour.

Jordan was wearing denim overalls and his fathers spare boots. He hated helping on the farm but knew his father would be grateful and was hoping that working on his birthday would get him some extra brownie points in the future. After a long day of sweat and labour they had finally finished.

'I want you to see something' his father said, he took his phone out of his pocket and held it up to Jordan. He couldn't believe his eyes. It was his browsing history. Every seedy site he visited was there. He didn't know what to say. He just stood there speechless.

'I want you out of my house. I don't care where you go, but you will not contact me or your mother again' ordered his father.

Jordan tried for twenty minutes to protest, he denied it, he begged. He said his mother wouldn't agree but his father convinced him she was on board. He had tears rolling down his face as he apologised and promised he wouldn't do it again. His father was unrelenting and told him its time to go.

'Fine, I'll go pack my things' Jordan said defeated.

'No, you won't, all those cloths in your room, your phone and other belongings we paid for they are ours. Take this that's all your getting' his father handed him $100. Jordan was crying and began to walk away He had no idea where he was going to go.

'Wait, leave the boots they cost more than your worth' Jordan couldn't believe it. He slipped the boots off and looked one last time at his father.. There was no love in his fathers eyes. He decided to get out of town and headed towards the bus stop. A ten mile walk. The ticket cost $60 leaving him with just $40.

Six months later

Tanner was visiting the city, he was 22 at the time. He is an orphan that grew up with his uncle Gregory Hicks and his cousin. He was left a grapevine plantation from his parents but had to wait until he was 21 until it went into his name. A trust fund. His uncle was strict but fair to him.

He was shopping for new furniture. His uncle advised him not to make any big purchases just after getting his money. He always listened to his uncle. He looked through various shops and made some notes and went to head home when he noticed sitting on the side of the street the most most beautiful boy he had ever seen.

The boy was sat there, barefoot and drinking a cheap beer. He had a sign saying homeless please help and a dirty coffee cup beside him. Tanner admired the boys beauty. He couldn't take his eyes of him. How could someone so beautiful be homeless like this. He gave him a few dollars and continued on his way.

Three months later

Over the next three months as Tanner got used to his new farm he couldn't get his mind of the homeless boy with an angelic face. He often masturbated to his memories of the boy. He wanted to see him again. He decided it was time for some new furniture and hopefully he might get to see the sexy boy again.

Tanner returned to the city and walked down the same street that he saw Jordan last. He wasn't there. He felt silly for thinking he was. He still needed furniture so walked through the high street trying to find what he needed. Then he saw him again.

He was still as beautiful as before but he was smoking weed as he begged on the streets. He was still barefoot and wearing the same denim overalls. They were a lot more tattered and dirty then the last time he saw him. Tanners heart melted for him and he decided to approach him. 'Hi how are you?'

'Any spare change?' Jordan replied. Tanner reached into his pocket but had none. He just pays with card everywhere he goes.

'No, sorry but let me buy you a pizza and a few beers and we can eat it in a park' Tanner offered. Jordan seemed doubtful at first but after a few moments he nodded. He stood up almost falling over. Tanner caught him. The two guys got the pizzas and beers and went to the park.

'How long have you being homeless' Tanner asked.

'Ever since my parents kicked me out for being gay, about nine months'. Tanner couldn't believe what he had just heard Jordan say. He felt so sorry for him. He noticed how much weight the boy had lost since he last saw him. They talked a little longer before Tanner worked up the courage to make a proposition.

'You can come live with me, if you want work on my plantation. Full bed and board' He offered. Jordan seemed taken aback by the offer. At first he seemed to like the idea but he was drunk high and after the last nine months suspicious of everyone.

'No thanks mate, you are just a pervert that wants to take advantage of me' Jordan took one more sip of his beer and stood up to leave. As he was walking away Tanner spoke. 'I will come back to this park, three months to this day, if you have changed your mind be here on that day'.

Three months later

Tanner was pissed at Jordan's rejection. He wanted him to live with him so badly. He told his uncle about the incident and told him that people like that shouldn't be free men. That bums like that should be sent to slavery. Tanner listened to his uncle and started to think.

Over the the next three months, he couldn't get Jordan off his mind. He was watching porn on a nightly basis. BDSM porn, masters and slaves. He decided that Jordan needed discipline, he is homeless, drinks too much and is taking drugs. He needs to help him. He went back to the park, as promised not expecting much.

He sat at the space that they had shared beers and a pizza a quarter of a year ago. But there was no Jordan. He so wanted to teach the boy a lesson how dare he reject him. Just as he gave up and decided to leave. He saw Jordan wearing the same out fit, but worn, dirty, skinnier and tired looking. Their eyes met.

'You ready to come with me?' Jordan just nodded and looked to the ground. Tanner walked him to the pick up truck and they drove towards the plantation. As they arrived at the entrance to the plantation Tanner stopped the truck.

'You annoyed me over the last three months, the offer is different now. If you want to live here, you must submit to me. You will follow my orders and do what ever I say or you can go back to whatever bridge you are sleeping under now' Tanner made his updated offer.

Jordan thought about the offer, he thought about the last year of his life. The stuff he has had to endure. His betrayal by his father and mother. The thoughts of sleeping on another park bench. The looks of people as he begs for money. Its no way to live. 'I agree' He says breathing deeply.

'Get out of the car and strip of your filthy overalls. Your new life starts here. You come in here a fresh person. Nothing of your past life' Tanner said not sure if the boy would do what he says. Jordan dropped his head and put his hand on his forehead. He thought for a moment and then got out of the truck.

He slipped off his overalls. Tanner got out of the truck and watched as Jordan disrobed. The beautiful man was far too skinny for Tanner's liking but he could work on that. His skin is so pale, he has hairy legs and a hairy chest which disgusts Tanner. Another thing to work on.

'Your discipline starts here. You may not like it but I want you to see, slowly as you walk that escape is impossible. You can't change your mind after this point' Tanner walked to back of the truck and rummaged around. Jordan just stood there apprehensive.

He walked over to Jordan and attached two hand cuffs around his wrists. He then connected a heavy chain to them and the other end to the back of the truck. Tanner got into the truck and slowly moved it forward. Jordan was being pulled by the truck naked towards the farm.

Jordan looked around at the rows of dead vines. The farm looked like it hadn't being tended to in years. The ground under his feet was uneven and he did his best not to trip. He looked down at his cock that was rock hard. He couldn't believe this was turning him on.

When they got to Tanners house Jordan is covered in sweat and a fresh layer of dirt. As he was walking the truck was throwing up a cloud of dust and as Jordan began to sweat it stuck to him covering his body. He felt dirty and not just because of the dust that clung to his body.

'How long has it being since you showered' Tanner asked his new slave.

'I can't remember, I think the last time I was approached by a gentleman' Jordan responded. Tanner didn't need to ask him to elaborate. He had not only being drinking and taking drugs but he had being selling out his body. This made Tanner even more determined to take him under his wing.

Tanner undid the end of the chain connected to the back of the truck. He dragged Jordan over to a tree by the house and threw it over a branch. He wrapped it around so now Jordan's arms where out stretched above his head. 'I'll be back in a moment' Tanner said as he walked towards the house.

He came back moments later carrying a hose and a small bag and a bucket. He turns on the hose and sprays it at Jordan's body. The water is cold and feels good as it hits Jordan's body. The dirt begins to roll down his naked body revealing very pale skin. Tanner sprays his balls which makes Jordan squirm.

He brings the bucket closer to the formally homeless man. He removes a small sponge from it and starts to wash Jordan more gently. The water is warm and soapy. He likes the touch of the soft sponge as it moves over his body, through his arm pits, his ass and finally his balls.

Tanner, opens the small bag and takes out an electric razor. He turns it on and starts to shave Jordan's body. He looks down as the hair falls away just like the dirt before hand. He then takes shaving cream and uses a blade to leave Jordan completely smooth. Both men are extremely hard at this point.

'Tomorrow we will start on removing the dead grape wines, it should take a few months, we will turn the soil and then plant new ones. This will be a slow process but in two or three years we should get our first harvest. For now you can sleep. You must be very tired' Tanner declared. Jordan nodded.

Tanner then removed a dog collar from his bag and put it around his slave's neck and locked it in place. He pulled him toward a broken down shed with no door and pulled him inside. He connected the chain to a pipe. Jordan was now naked his hands still handcuffed and connected by a chain to a rusty pipe.

'Goodnight, slave' Tanner said leaving Jordan to sleep.

3 Months Later

All the dead vines had being pulled from the ground and the soil was turned. It was hard work but Jordan enjoyed it. He also liked how he had started to turn from a scrawny pale boy to a tanned, toned man. He hated sleeping in the shed and often thought about leaving but he was always bound when alone.

A few days after heavy rain. They started to plant the first seeds in regrowing the plantation. They spent two days dropping seeds a few feet apart before they ran out. Tanner said he would be back in a few hours and jumped in the truck to get more seeds.

Jordan looked down at his hands as the truck sped away. He realised in Tanners excitement to get more seeds he hadn't locked him in the shed. He remembered the day he built the door to the shed. His jail gate. As much as he enjoyed the progress he had made he wanted his freedom back. So he ran.

He moved so fast down the dirt road he was worried he would catch up with the truck. He found the highway and then realised he was naked with a dog collar around his neck. He kept going until he found the entrance to another property. He ran up to the house, and knocked on the door.

Gregory Hicks and his son answered the door and took one look at him. Jordan explained the situation frantically he just wanted cloths and to be taken back into town. To his relief he was lead to a car, he got in but his happiness soon turned sour when he was taken back to Tanners plantation.

Tanner was waiting when he returned. The look of disappointment on his Masters face shamed him. He was pulled out of the car roughly and thrown on the ground. He was dragged over to a table a strapped down with his back facing up.

Over the next hour, the three family members flogged him whip and a cane. They aimed for his back and then Tanner spent another hour using a cane on his feet. He then lifted Jordan who fell to his knee's unable to stand.

Mr Hicks sat down and watched as his son connected a long chain to his dog collar and then rolled it out and connected it to the house. His son then took his dick out of his jeans and started to piss onto Jordan. He aimed for his face. Jordan just let it happen.

'Until I can trust you again you will remain chained to the house. Once a month you will receive a punishment for trying to escape. I am very unhappy with you right now' Tanner, his uncle and cousin went in to the house. It began to rain. Jordan crawled into his outhouse to get shelter and sleep.

9 Months Later

The grapevines started to grow slowly as they do. Work on the farm slowed which was good for Tanner who needed to study. The weekly punishments had stopped. While Tanner studied Jordan would be on his knee's under his desk sucking him off this made him very horny.

One night as Jordan lay naked and chained by his neck in the outhouse his mind turned to sucking off Tanner and his dick started to grow. He moved his hand down and started to slowly jerk himself off. He was moaning and getting close, then the door opened and Tanner walked in.

Jordan knew he had fucked up again. He was fearful of another lashing but then Tanner spoke. 'Finish'. He didn't need to be told twice. He start jerking off like he never had before. He began to moan loudly and could feel the orgasm rising before he shot his loud all over his chest and face.

'That will be the last time you do that in a while' Tanner said before shutting the door. The next day he was measured by a man wearing a mask. It tickled him as he did it. Then two days later, Tanner came to him excited and showed him a chastity belt.

Tanner started to attach the chastity belt to him slowly. As he did it he was jerking him off making Jordan twitch with excitement. He then closed the belt and locked it. He removed his dog collar and attached new metal one. He picked up the padlock and put the keys through the bar before locking it shut.

1 year later

'Happy birthday' Tanner says waking Tanner. He has gotten used to sleeping in the outhouse and didn't hear his Master enter.

'It's not my birthday' He responses.

'It's now being two years since you were reborn as a slave. It is your birthday. Open your gift' Tanner said while handing him a small box with a bow on top. Jordan opened the box. Inside there are denim overalls like the ones he wore whilst homeless. When he left his family home.

'We are going to town to pick up some supplies for the farm' Jordan couldn't believe his ears he hadn't left the farm in three years. He hadn't worn cloths in that time. He felt so happy, so excited. Tanner unchained him and brought him into the house. He hadn't being in the house since the day he was caught masturbating.

Tanner lead him by the chain into the shower. He turned on the hot water and let it run for a while. He gestured for Jordan to get in. He didn't delay, he couldn't remember the last time he was washed, never mind with warm water. It felt so soothing and nice as it poured over his naked body.

When they arrived in the city Jordan felt very self conscious. He didn't know why. Three years ago he spent every day like this, barefoot and wearing his denim overalls. Maybe it was the collar around his neck or perhaps that he was now a slave.

'You seem nervous' Tanner said, Jordan just looked to the ground. Tanner then took his hand in his and held it tightly.

'The cloths feel weird on my body, they are uncomfortable. I guess my body is not used to something touching it like this. But yes I am nervous

'Don't be' They walked around the city buying and ordering various supplies and necessities, holding hands the whole time. Tanners hand felt good in his, like it was meant to be there. They stopped at a cafe and got breakfast. After being the taste tester for Tanners slave slop over the last few years this felt good.

'I have one more gift for you' Tanner said as they arrived back at the farm. Another gift. He never expected this type of kindness from his master especially for a day that wasn't even is actual birthday. He followed Tanner down a grapevine before being shown his gift. His eyes widened in amazement.

It was the first, small yes, but the first. Three years of hard work, three long years and Jordan stood looking at the first bunch of grapes that had grown since he and Tanner began to rebuild the plantation. He felt a tear roll down his cheek as he saw it.

'Like, I have rebuilt you from a homeless, alcoholic, drug addict who sold his body, into a beautiful flower. You have brought back life, to land that had withered, died away. No caretaker, no lover, until you. Now life has re emerged from the darkness. You did this'. Tanner feed a grape into Jordan's mouth.

Jordan hadn't heard his master call him anything but slave in years. He felt a deep love for him in that moment. He moved towards Tanner slowly. They both looked into each others eyes. Jordan then leaned in and kissed Tanner. He expected to be pushed away but then Tanner started to passionately kiss him.

18 months later

Jordan opens his eyes, he can feel fingers running over his body. He sees Tanner knelt over him wearing only a robe. Tanner reaches down and kisses him on the forehead. They had shared numerous more kisses since their first but it had never gone further.

'Come on follow me' Tanner walks out of the out house. He still sleeps there but hasn't being chained for a long time now. He follows his Master into the house. It is still dark out. They enter Tanners bedroom, a place he hasn't seen in years. He is suspicious as to what is about to occur.

Tanner kisses him deeply and Jordan returns the favour. Tanner removes his collar and chastity cage. Then starts to kiss Jordan's neck. He gets down on his knees and begins sucking his Masters cock. As Tanner is about to come, he turns Jordan over and begins fucking him. They both slump on the bed as Tanner comes.

'Didn't expect that' Jordan says as they lie in bed together and Tanner rubs Jordan's hair and kisses his neck.

'Well I have three pieces of good news for you' Jordan kisses Tanners nipples and moves his hands towards his dick. He is stopped and once again they begin to kiss. Tell me Jordan whispers into his ear as he kisses his neck.

'First of all, for now on you will sleep in this bed, I want you as my lover not my slave, we will find a new slave to help you on the farm. Secondly my uncle has being elected, he is now a member of congress and lastly, I passed the qualifying exam. I am no longer Tanner Sampson. I'm Doctor Sampson'

Present day

Jordan is watching Max sleep. He has red marks over his body from the whipping Dr Sampson gave him earlier. Punishment day, a day Jordan always hated. He listens to Max's gentle snores. He leans down carefully and kisses him on the cheek, running his fingers down the side of his face tenderly.