Civic Experiment

Tyler and Zac

A month has passed since the party. At first Zac didn't want to talk about Max but after a week he broke down in Tyler's arms. Tyler hugged his friend and consoled him. They spoke about it for a few hours before Zac ordered it not to be brought up again.

Life went on as normal for the two boys. Zac continued to find new and inventive was to humiliate his slave. Tyler had begun to get used to the humiliation. Being naked no longer bothered him he felt it might be weird to ever wear clothes again.

Tyler woke up after a restful sleep. For only the second time since the experiment started he was allowed to sleep unchained and in a bed. He was suspicious as to why this was, especially after Zac told him that he needs to be well rested for tomorrow. Zac walks into his room.

'We are going to have breakfast and then we are heading out for the day.' Zac said motioning him into the kitchen.

As Tyler entered the kitchen he was surprised by the smell that greeted him. He could smell eggs, bacon and sausages. He assumed it wasn't for him but was surprised that he didn't have to cook it. On the table there is two plates with fresh orange juice beside it.

'Is this for me' Tyler asked feeling he already knew the answer.

'Yes, you deserve a reward and we need to get your energy up for today' Zac replied.

Tyler's suspicions are now at fever pitch but as he scanned the table he didn't care. There are sausages, bacon, hash browns, three different types of eggs, toast and croissants. He has eaten slave slop for the majority of the last four months, his mouth is now salivating.

They both sit down. Tyler naked and his Master dressed. Tyler is happy to see a knife and fork. He begins to eat. He eats like a man who is starving. He is gobbling it down as quickly as he can. The taste is amazing on Tyler's tongue. He had forgotten how good food tastes.

'Where are we going today?' Tyler asks.

'Its a surprise, you will hate most of it but you will be happy at the opportunity that it presents Filth' Zac replies.

Tyler slowed down his eating and tried to savour every mouthful. He is shocked when Zac offers him seconds. He happily accepted. As he finished his second offering the familiar buzzer sounded and the door to the complex became ajar.

'Its time. There is a van waiting outside for us. We will be picking up the slaves from the party last month. Its a closed van so there is no need for you to wear any clothes'. Zac said while attaching a leash to Tyler's collar.

The back doors to the van were open and and on the inside either side was two benches. How can five more people fit in here, Tyler thought. In front of the van was a limo that he assumed Zac would be riding in. He climbed into the van and Zac chained his feet to the ground.

'See you in a few hours' Zac said while hoping out of the van.

The van pulled away and Tyler noticed how hot it was. Sweat was pouring down his body. They arrived at the first pick up point and Anton climbed into the back of the van. Over the next hour they picked up Kyle, Robin, Finn and finally Max.

They were all chained by their feet and they were so close their knees were touching. The six naked slaves didn't dare speak to one another. If Tyler thought it was hot before he now thought he was roasting in hell. The six bodies in the van made it like an oven. Sweat now dripped down Tyler's nose.

They rode in complete silence. They weren't warned not to speak to one another but perhaps the shame of what they had being through recently forced them into silence. They all wondered what was about to await them. They all assumed it wouldn't be good.

Tyler couldn't take his eyes of Max who just looked at his feet the whole time. Tyler wanted to punish Max. The blond boy was inches away from him. Max just wanted to scream it wasn't me. The van finally stopped and the doors were opened.

Jordan climbed into the back of the van and unchained the six slaves. Tyler could see the five other Masters waiting outside. He was the last to exit the van and when he did the fresh air that hit his body felt better than eating breakfast earlier.

They are outside a large building that looks like an opera house. There is what looked like military officers scattered around the place. Why would the military be involved. All the slaves had being successfully broken so why should there be security. Especially military. Tyler mused to himself.

Each slave had their hands bound behind their backs electronically and a leash attached to their collars by their respective masters. They were then marched to the entrance of the building. They all felt very apprehensive of what was about to occur.

Tyler noticed out of the corner of his eye that Zac's eyes never lefts Max's naked body The look of hatred in his eyes was intense. If Max was aware of his connection to Zac he didn't give any clues away. They entered the building and all could hear chatter from what sounded like hundreds of people.

The were lead to a room where Dr Sampson was sat down reading a news paper and sipping a whiskey. The six slaves where allowed to sit down and in front of them where six pints of larger and some nibbles. They looked around and Tanner nodded, the six slaves started to drink their first beers in over a month.

The room has wooden floors. By one wall six circles are painted into the ground. Each circle has a number painted in it ranging from 1 to 6. Above each circle a metal chain hangs down. Tyler suspected his hands would be attached to the chain sooner or later.

'OK Masters, please take your positions' the doctor instructed, the six Masters left the room leaving Dr Tanner Sampson alone with the slaves. He sipped on his whiskey and allowed the slaves to drink their beer. After they had all finished their drinks Dr Sampson began to speak.

'OK, so this is how its going to play out, all of you slaves are going to compete for a very special prize. There will be five rounds, with points determined by what position you finish in each round. The winner of each round will get 10 points, then 8, 5, 2 and zero for the loser. The loser will also receive a punishment'

The six slaves looked around at each other confused. What was about to happen, they had already degraded themselves so much now they were now expected to compete against one another. The beer and the breakfast they all received convinced them that they were not going to like what was coming.

'The winner of the competition will gain freedom from the Civic Experiment. They and their Masters will keep all the money they have attained thus far. Their experiment will be over and they will be rich. The person who comes in last will have a quite unpleasant punishment' Tanner added.

The six slaves looked at each other, they had felt like brothers to this point but now each of them thought of the potential reward and the consequences if they lost. While it wasn't verbally spoken none of them felt the same sense of brotherhood towards each other any more. .

'OK slaves, we are going to begin. Each of you should now stand on one of the circles in the room. It doesn't matter which. Some of our patrons are going to help with the next part. I need to take my position. Behave your self boys and don't embarrasses me.

Tanner left the room and as he did 6 men walked in dressed in robes and wearing opera masks. Each of the slave chose their circle. Max chose circle one, and the remaining order was, Tyler, Kyle, Anton, Robin and finally Finn in the sixth circle.

'Raise your hands' one of the masked men said. Tyler thought he recognised the voice. As the six slaves raised their hands the cuffs on their wrist attached to the chain above them. The man who had just spoken pressed a button on his phone and the chains raised leaving the slaves dangling naked.

The six men walked over to the smooth nude twinks and started to caress their bodies. The touching felt intrusive to Tyler. He was though, determined to get in the zone for the competition. In this moment he really felt sexually frustrated. He just wanted to come so badly.

Each man removed a can of spray paint from under their robes. They all shook the cans and then started to paint on the slaves chest. Max had the number one sprayed on his chest and each slave then with their corresponding circle number. The men then did the same to their backs.

Without a word the 6 men left the room. Leaving the slaves alone. The paint dripped down over their asses and caged dicks. Still nobody spoke. They all appeared to be in shock as to what was happening. After a few minutes the circles below them disappeared and the chains started to lower.

As their naked bodies were lowered through the hole below them they were first blinded by bright lights. These lights then started to disappear though their eyeline and they heard cheering. As Tyler's eyes focused he noticed rows upon rows of people dressed in black robes and wearing opera masks.

They were lowered onto a stage, in front of the spectators. Behind them, slightly above head height a massive cinema screen was set up. They are now standing on a wooden stage, their hands are still connected above them.

Beside each slave was some sort of bondage chair. It had straps for their feet that would mean they are lying down with their feet slightly raised. Almost like the pelvic table, pregnant woman sit in during an examination. Although this looked a lot more secure. In front of them stood Tanner with a mic in his hands.

'Welcome one and all, and all and one to the first ever slave games' The crowd cheered as Tanner made his announcement.

Slave games, the words rang through Tyler's ears. He looked around at the gentleman in front of him. They were all sipping whiskey or some fancy liquor. Connected to their arm chair are screens that raised up in front of them. They were all clapping. Men in suits were serving them their drinks.

'Over the next eight hours gentlemen, there is going be lots of good food, nice booze, gambling and lots of fun. Thank you all for coming and to help raise money for our wonderful cause. In a moment I will explain the rules once more but first a around of applause for our honourable Masters'

As Tanner finished and the crowd began to clap the six Masters made their was out onto the stage. They were all wearing the same type of suits that the men serving the drinks are wearing. Jordan, Zac, Brandon, Lachie, Victor and Toni stood in front of their slaves. They are all barefoot.

'OK, gentleman. Each hour we will play a game with our beautiful slaves. You can all gamble on who you think the winner will be. The odds for each slave are on the screen in front of you. Gamble as much as you like. Now lets get set up for the first game' The doctor said to wild cheering from the audience.

The shackles connected to the chain on the slaves arms loosened and their hands dropped. Jordan stepped over and directed Max to the chair beside where he stood. He was placed lying back with his feet raised and shackled shut. The other Masters followed with the remaining slaves. All the slaves feet where exposed.

'OK, round one is a tickling competition, the first slave to beg for the tickling to stop will be the loser and receive a punishment. The game will continue as each slave begins to beg and gets eliminated. The slave who lasts the longest will be the winner and receive maximum points. Remember whoever makes the most money will receive a special reward at the end of the night so go big or go home, gentlemen'.

Tyler heard the words in a daze, he wanted to and needed to win so badly. After tonight he could be drinking a beer with a full bank account and his freedom. He had to win, he was always ticklish but he was sure if he tried he could win. He had being put through worse than the other slaves so he felt prepared.

The Masters opened a small box that was on the ground below them. In the box there are feathers, dusters and other equipment that looks like it would be torturous to their exposed skin. They all chose their preferred method of tickle torture.

'OK, and remember Masters you too may make a bet on who you think will win on the ranking of each round. You have more experience with the slaves so you have an advantage. The Master who gets the most correct answers will be rewarded at the end of the night, now everybody place your bets'.

The slaves waited as the robed gentlemen and the Masters placed their bets. They had many different options, the order of the results, the minute they submitted, what instrument was used, whether they cried or not, to increase their chances of winning not only money but the reward at the end.

'All bets are closed. Good luck Masters and gentlemen and good luck to all our loyal slaves. Let round one begin.' Tanner screamed into the microphone as the crowd of onlookers stood and began cheering like at a horse race. A buzzer sounded and the six faces of the slaves appeared with a green box around their pic.

Zac walked up to Tyler a small feather in his hand. He has a wicked smile on his face. He brought it to Tyler's left foot and started to lightly move it up and down his sole. Tyler tried to jerk his foot away but it was useless. He began to laugh and squirm but tried his best not to beg for it to stop.

All Masters are now attacking the feet of their slaves, there is laughter and screams from all the slaves. Nobody wants to give up but they all feel like they are being tortured. The crowd was enjoying every moment watching the twink slaves wriggle around naked as their Masters tickled their feet.

Toni is using a duster on Finns feet but it doesn't seem to be getting the same reaction as the other slaves. He drops the duster and moves up to its body. He starts to frantically tickle his torso with his fingers. Finn is now uncontrollable in his laughter and just as he is about to give up as he hears.

'I submit, please stop, please, I cant take any more' Max's voices boom's through the stage and the crowd irrupts. The green box beside Max's face turns red. Toni increases his tickling of Finn and before long he is the second slave to submit. Again the crowd gets louder.

Tyler is struggling, Zac is relentless with the feather on his feet and he has no way to stop it, the thought of a punishment was awful, but he has avoided that now, He has three points if he gives in now and just as he as he is about to submit he hears Kyle saying I quit. 5 points is fine he thinks before submitting.

There is now four red boxes and two green boxes on the screen, Anton and Robin are the only two remaining. The four slaves who have submitted are lying there covered in sweat but relaxed. Lachie and Victor determined to win increase their efforts before the words I submit come out of Robins's mouth.

'We have a winner, please give Anton and Lachie our two Australian studs a huge round of applause' The crowds irrupts to the end of the first round, it only took 8 minutes and 42 seconds for all slaves to submit. An unfortunate short time that Max will now discover.

'We have almost fifty minutes till the next round begins. And as promised the loser will now be punished. Masters get the slave into position' The 6 Masters all separated, three untied Max and lifted him up while the other three slaves brought and X beam cross to the centre of the stage.

Max was brought up to it by Jordan. His hands were attached to the upper cross. His feet attached to the bottom. Jordan rubbed his chest and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He stepped away leaving the young twink helpless. He stood there naked, his whole body exposed.

'So we have fifty minutes to the next round, the four gamblers who won the most can now step on stage and tickle him until the next round begins. You will get a notification if you are the winner' With that four robed men stood up and walked upon the stage.

The five slaves who avoided a punishment were each given a glass of water and allowed to sit on the ground while they drank it. Tyler felt like all eyes where on him. He couldn't out make who anyone was because of the masks. After they finished their water Tanner spoke again.

'Slaves please go to the bar collect the drinks and deliver them to the seat number on the docket.' Tanner instructed them.

The four men on stage were discussing with one another their strategy and going through the various feathers and tickling equipment. Max really wanted it over and done with. The X beam, is now turned horizontal so Max was lying on his back.

Two of the men stood at his feet and two stood either side of him at his arm pits. They then started to tickle his arm pits and feet. Max tried to squirm but could barely move. His torso the only part not chained down was moving from side to side he was laughing heavily.

'Please, please, stop, please Sir please stop' The crowd start cheering hearing his begging. The sound of him asking for mercy is bouncing around the hall. It certainly has great acoustics. The men at his armpits started to go after his torso. This to date is Max's worst torture.

'Please, ah, please' His begging was intermingled with fits of laughter. The crowd watched on with glee for 45 minutes as Max was tormented. Finally the buzzer went and the four men on stage returned to their seats. Max tried desperately to get his breath back.

'Lets begin round two gentlemen.' Tanner said as Max was unhooked from the beam. The five slaves and the 6 Masters returned to the stage. As the slaves stood in their positions their hands were locked behind their backs. The Masters but a plastic bowl in front of each of their slaves.

'Round two is all about speed once again, but this time the quickest to complete the task wins. The Masters will now pee into the bowl filling it up to the marker so we are all even. But first, Slaves kneel in front of your bowl' Tanner ordered.

The slaves knelt in front of their bowls with the Masters on the opposite side. The audience are all typing on their devices casting their bets. Zac is the first to begin to pee, all 6 Masters had drank a fair amount so all needed to pee pretty badly.

All the Masters are now peeing and quickly filling the slaves bowls. As Zac reaches the marker he re directs his piss onto Tyler's face, this brings the attention of the audience. Finn is the next to get a facial of piss. All six slaves end up with piss dripping from their faces as round two is about to begin.

'Betting is now closed. The quickest to empty their bowl is the winner. On your mark, get set, go' Tanner screamed into the mic. Max started first he didn't hesitate. He was desperate to avoid a repeat punishment and lapped up the warm liquid in front of him.

Tyler and Kyle started at the same time while the remaining three slaves looked at each other in disgust. None of them had being forced to drink piss yet and they didn't seem like they wanted to start now. Robin was the first to break the standstill which prompted Finn and Anton to begin.

It was quite a sight for the audience to take in. Six smooth naked, collared slaves with their hands bound behind their backs lapping up piss from a dog bowl frantically. It was clear all the slaves wanted to win now. The humiliation was spurring them on knowing that one of them will be going home tonight.

Anton was struggling with his hand tied behind his back to manoeuvrer his body properly and was falling behind. The pee is draining from all the bowls but Max is way out in the lead. He licks the last few drops from the bottom of the bowl and the crowd erupts, chanting number 1.

Kyle and Tyler are neck to neck and are close to finishing. Tyler shoulders Kyle and he falls over. This gives him the chance to finish as Kyle tries to get back to his knees. The crowd boo's Tyler as he finishes but he is declared second. Kyle readjusts himself and manages to finish in third.

Finn and Robin are now close to finishing but Anton is very far behind he is still struggling with the task. Fourth place gets claimed by Finn to earn him 3 points, Robin finishes not long before him. Anton has drank only a quarter of his bowl but is relieved its over and stops.

'The round doesn't end until all slaves have finished their bowls. Continue Anton' The doctor says.

Anton can't believe it but knows better than to argue and embarrass the doctor. He starts again to lap it up but is moving very slowly. It is somehow more humiliating being the only one licking up the piss. His first time tasting pee and he is not impressed. It takes a full twenty minutes for him to finish.

He receives a round of applause as his bowl empties. All slaves are are released except Anton. The slaves that are now unbound are taken off the stage by their Masters. A leash is attached to Anton and he lead to the middle of the stage. His bowl is placed in front of him.

'OK, time for punishment number two. The gentleman who has won the most amount of money has being notified. You may choose the slaves meal. You can reward him with a delicious meal or you can punish him with a horrible meal. Please make your request'

After a moment or two the room went dark and a drum roll could be heard ringing through the arena. The screen lit up and a picture of a can of dog food appeared. Anton's head dropped. He looked at the bowl. It was in this moment that he most regretted accepting to take part in the experiment.

Jordan walks onto stage and hands Lachie the Australian gymnast a can of dog food. He opens it up and empties its contents into the bowl. Anton looks up and at it his friend dressed in a fancy suit, as he is naked on his knees leaning over a bowl of cold dog food in a bowl that was recently filled with his Master's piss.

It smells horrific, Anton is staring into the bowl. The chunks of meat meant for dogs has juice rolling down it collecting at the bottom of the bowl. He barely registers Lachie's voice ordering him to begin. He receives a painful shock to his collar and his face lowers to the bowl.

He began to bite into the chunks at the top. He longed for it to be the slave chow he had eaten for the last month. The taste was awful. He felt like throwing up but continued until all the solids were gone and started to lick the bottom of the bowl. When the bowl is cleaned he feels his restraints being released.

'We are almost at the half way stage. We have decided to change the format of this round, the points will still be the same however every slave will take part in the punishment. This round is called no pain no gain'.

The lights were still down in the arena. The robed spectators then all began striking matches and lighting candles. They placed them beside their drinks as suited men carried something onto onto the stage. The five slaves then joined Anton on stage. The all retook their positions on the stage.

A spot light was shone on each slave. As the stage illuminated they noticed small round metal balls connected to chains on the ground in front of them. The six Masters then reappeared and attached leg spreaders to each of the slaves ankles. Their feet were now wide apart.

'Place your bets while we get everything set up my esteemed friends' The six masters connected a chain through a loop at the top of the weights. 'Theses weights will be connected to each of the slaves chastity devices. The first slave to drop to their knees loses we will continue until we have a winner'

The six Masters connected the weights to the slaves chastity devices, Kyle's was connected around his balls and a ten second timer started. When it reached zero each Master dropped the weights causing every slave to screech in pain. The weights swung in front of their naked bodies.

Robin is in terrible pain he looks at his competitors, they are much more built and toned than him. He feels he has no chance of winning. A thought occurs to him, if he loses he will get the same punishment as everyone else. So why take any more pain if he will just lose anyway. He then drops to his knees.

It took just thirty seconds for Robin to fall, it wasn't long before Finn and then Anton lowered to their knees. This left just three slaves left. Kyle was struggling the worse but he couldn't take the pain any longer and lowered to his knee's. Tyler and Max were both determined to win.

Tyler was in such pain but he knew he was lagging behind in points and couldn't let Max close the lead he had on him. Then a flashback of round one came into his mind and he reached over and tickled Max causing him to drop to his knees. The crowd booed Tyler's victory.

'The winner of round three and the current leader of the competition Tyler' As he said it the 6 Masters carried tables onto the stage. The chains and weights were removed from the chastity devices and they were told to lie on the table. Each slaves was then tied spread eagle on their backs.

'Slaves, our guests are now going to choose one of you to pour the hot wax from their candle on. Gentlemen please form an orderly line, and remember its up to you which slave to torment. Masters you may now make bets on which slave will receive the most wax'.

There was a gasp from the slaves as they heard the announcement. Anton tried to break free from his shackles but it was in vein. Little did they know but there are 100 masked men in the audience. The first row of ten took their place and walked up on stage careful not to spill any of the hot wax.

The first man walked up to Tyler and poured the hot wax on his chest, spat on him and said cheater. The wax was a vibrant red and very noticeable on his chest. The second man approached Tyler and poured it over his balls and repeated the insult from the previous man, Tyler screamed in agony.

Of the first ten men, eight chose Tyler, one chose Anton and the last chose the loser Robin. After the 100 men had finished Tyler has had wax poured on him 81 times. Robin 10, Anton, Finn, Kyle three times. Max only felt the pain of the wax once.

Tyler's legs, feet, chest, balls, arms and chest are now covered in dried wax. The pain of each pour was intense but it didn't last very long. The 6 slaves were given another pint of larger they all needed to pee really badly but were denied upon request. The screen behind showed the half time scores.

1. Tyler 23 Points

2. Max 18 Points

3. Kyle 13 Points

4. Anton 13 Points

5. Robin 10 Points

6. Finn 7 Points

Tyler was delighted not only to have his second beer of the day but also the fact he knew he held a nice advantage with only two rounds left. He did really need to pee though. He could smell food in the arena and hoped the beer wasn't the only treat they would get.

The six Masters were setting up wooden crosses on the stage. Tyler head slumped as he realised he wasn't getting any food. After they all finished their beers they were brought to the stage and set up on the cross like a crucifix. The robed men were all brought steak dinners and another drink.

'Its time to make bets for the penultimate round. As the slaves have all drank a a fair amount today. You are going to make a bet on who can hold their bladder the longest. So take your time eating and drinking your meals. This might go on for a while'

Headphones were put on the slaves playing water sounds. This was making Tyler need to pee even more. The games had distracted him from his need to pee and it was only now he felt how badly he needed to go. It was getting unbearable. All the crosses where then lifted into the air.

All six slaves were hanging in the air naked. There hands and feet tied to the cross. Tyler looked the most ridiculous he had wax covering almost his entire body. He regretted the second glass of orange juice he had. The urge to pee was unbearable but he is so close to winning he has to hold on.

Anton watched the robed men tucking into their steaks. The taste of dog food and piss still in his mouth. He tried to concentrate on the taste in his mouth and the chance of freedom anything to take his mind of the need to pee. He looked to his right at Tyler and a sense of relieve washed over him.

It took 22 minutes for Tyler to release his bladder. The pee poured from his cage and down his legs, over the dried wax. Some of the wax came away as the warm liquid touched it. Despite the humiliation. He seemed to pee forever. He knew that soon enough he would be receiving a punishment.

Kyle was the next to go, He knew that second last while avoiding a punishment would surely end his chances of winning the overall competition. Anton broke seconds later making Kyle wished he had just held on a little longer. That just left Max, Finn and Robin.

Piss now covered the stage below the crucified slaves. All members of the audience had almost finished their meals when Max let loose a torrent of piss down his legs. Both Robin and Finn knew they were far behind so both were determined to win. As Robin was about to give up Finn began to piss himself.

The crowd started cheering as the piss covered boys hung in the middle of the air. Tyler's cross started to lower. His punishment was coming. When it reached the ground he was untied. In the centre of the stage a hole opened and a bathtub raised up.

Zac came to his slave and walked him over to the bathtub. The tub didn't have a drain Tyler noticed. He was directed to sit in it. The tub was cold against his nude body. His feet started moving together and the manacles attached to another. His hands then raised and connected to either side of his collar..

Zac then inserted a spider gag into his mouth and spread it as wide as possible. Tyler was now naked, covered in wax in a bathtub with his hand chained either side of his head. The five other slaves watched down on Tyler, Max and Kyle satisfied the cheater was getting further punished.

'Thank you gentlemen for waiting all this time to relieve your self. The time has now come. If you will now come in sets of six as assigned on your devices. As with the previous rounds the winning gambler gets a reward. Please designated winner choose another slave to join Tyler in the tub'

Robins cross started to lower. He shook his head. He was untied form the cross and marched to the bathtub. He climbed in the opposite end of Tyler and was told to put one foot either side of him. His hands raised to his collar and a ball gag was inserted. Tyler's bare feet were resting on Robins cock cage.

The first of the group stepped forward. Three stood either side of the bathtub. They pulled their hard cocks out of their trousers. The began to pee, three aiming for Tyler's mouth and the rest to Robins. Both slaves tried to move their face away but it was coming from all directions.

As each group came up Robin and Tyler swallowed more and more piss. The pissed that missed their mouth cascaded down their naked bodies. The bathtub was beginning to fill as both naked slaves sat together naked and covered in piss, looking into each others eyes.

By the time the group had finished the slaves needed to piss again. Since they were covered in it and had lost all dignity. They pissed together in the tub, a ball gag in their mouth. Tyler couldn't believe what he had become he must have drank more than fifty different people piss tonight.

The remaining slaves crosses are lowered and they are unchained. More drinks are served to the guests and they sip their whiskey for about twenty minutes. The whole time Tyler and Robin remain in the bathtub soaking in piss. Eventually Dr Sampson returns to the stage.

Tyler and Robin are released from the tub and unshackled. The tub escapes through the hole in the stage and the wood reappears. Jordan brings a table to the centre of the stage with something on it that Tyler can't make out. The Masters then direct the slaves to their positions for the final round.

'Gentlemen lets begin the fifth and final round but first lets take a look at the leader board' Tanner says as the scores appear on the screen.

1. Tyler 23 Points

2. Max 23 Points

3. Robin 20 Points

4. Anton 16 Points

5. Kyle 15 Points

6. Finn 15 Points

'Well look at that, the top three all have a chance of finishing in first, the bottom three all have a chance of finishing last. This is going to make for an exciting finale. Slave's today we have decided to reward you for your hard work, you received breakfast cooked by a Michelin star chef, beers and now one last reward'

The six Masters walked to their slaves. They each produced a key from their pockets. The bent down and inserted the key into the padlocks of the slaves chastity device and removed them. Kyle was now joined by his slaves in being chastity free. The Masters lightly caressed their slaves dick making all six instantly hard.

'Slaves walk around the table and form a circle. The first to come wins and the last will be the loser. Remember how close the scores are. The winner will be allowed to end the civic experiment and keep all the money. The loser will receive a punishment that I promise they will not enjoy'

The six slaves stepped forward. The feeling of their dicks uncaged as they walked was a welcoming one. They circled the table. In the centre of the table lies a plate of chocolate chip cookies. Tyler looks to Robin and then to Max. His closest rivals. One more victory and freedom awaits him.

'Make your final bets. Slaves you all get to cum for the first time in months. Make sure to direct it as you come onto the cookies. Its a good old circle jerk to finish off the evening. Everything is on the line, good luck and enjoy. When the buzzer sounds begin. The first to come wins'

The six slaves waited for seemed like an age. They all looked around at one another with different thoughts. Max, Tyler and Robin knew they could earn their freedom. While Anton, Finn and Kyle knew that one miss step and they would be the loser.

The buzzer sounded and all six slaves grabbed their junk and start frantically masturbating. The crowd was in hysterics screaming and cheering on their favourite slave. All eyes in the room where on the six slaves, naked and jerking off over a plate of cookies.

It wasn't long before the sounds of moaning began. The crowd went deadly silent and all that could be heard was the rising orgasms of the slaves and the sound of their hands moving up and down their erect penises. All the slaves started to sweat as theirs knees got shaky.

Max started to moan the loudest. Tyler locked eyes with him. He knew he couldn't let him win. He raised his left hand towards Max's ribs but was grabbed by Max's hand. Max held Tyler's hand in his as both slaves looked deep into each others eyes. Then Max came, spirting his man juice all over the cookies.

Tyler was so close, seconds later he came on the cookies. The cookies are now coated in cum. As it soaks in the four remaining slaves continue to try and reach orgasm. Robin is the only one safe for last position which seems to help him focus. He comes leaving just three remaining.

With Anton, Finn and Kyle remaining all three could finish in last place and they all know it. Who ever loses will get a double punishment. The all intensify the pace. The moaning is now heavy as the three slaves try desperately to come. Finally Anton comes leaving only Finn and Kyle left.

The two started off in last place on the same points. There is only two points available to play for. Meaning the next to come will avoid any punishments. Both Finn and Kyle had being treated more fairly by their Masters. They had both cum in the last week thanks to their benevolent Masters.

Kyle was getting so close, he felt he could come any second. He was moaning heavily and just as he thought he was about to overcome Finn, he saw him shoot his load all over the cookies. A buzzer sounded and his hands started to move behind his back. He wanted to come but now his hands were bound behind him.

The crowd once again erupted. Tyler and Max are on their knees trying to recover. Anton and Robin are trying to catch their breath. Finn looked so happy as if he had just won the entire competition. Kyle looks incredibly frustrated.

'We are almost at the end of the night but there is a little more we have to do first. As we get everything ready. The punishment for the loss of the round must take place first. Kyle you are going to eat the cookies. They will be served to you by the winning gambler' Kyles eyes closed and he let out a deep breath.

The winning audience member came up to the stage. Kyle was ordered to kneel in front of the bowl. The robed man put on a pair of leather gloves and picked up a cookie. He pushed it towards Kyles face who opened his mouth and accepted the come covered cookie.

This went on until the cookies had turned to mush. Kyle was then directed to get on his knees and lick up the mush from the plate. He was now naked in front of over a hundred people, covered in wax, his own piss and licking soggy biscuits that was covered with the come of five other people.

'OK slaves to your positions for the final announcements. Masters stand in front of your slaves'. The slaves returned to their circles on the stage and their suited masters stood in front of them. The shackles on their hands raised up and connected to a chain above them which raised leaving them dangling.

'We will begin with the loser, or should I say losers. Kyle you came in last place. As a result the six month contract you signed has being extended to a year. However, its not all your fault, clearly Brandon has being too easy on you. As a result, Brandon will no longer be a Master but a slave for as long as Kyle's contract'

Brandon looked around in shock. Four suited men walked upon the stage and grabbed him. Brandon tried to struggle but they grabbed his arms and legs and dragged him into the middle of the stage. One of the men started to undress him as he begged and flailed his legs.

Its was futile though he was out numbered. His tie was pulled off and his trouser pulled down. He was brought back to his feet. Dr Sampson walked over and ripped his shirt open, buttons fell to the ground. His jacket was taken off him and the remainder of his shirt. Then with one yank his boxers were pulled down.

Brandon was in shock, standing naked in front of the other slaves and the robed gentlemen. He was still being held when another suited man walked over and connected a collar to his neck. He began sobbing and begging for release so one of the suited men put a spider gag in his mouth.

'So before we get to the winners reward, may I please invite my cousin Owen to collect your reward. You have being very loyal during this whole experiment. You deserve this reward' Owen walked onto the stage a cheeky grin written on his face. Kyles chain dropped and he lay on the ground of the stage.

'Kyle, Brandon this is your new Master for the next 8 months. At the end you will be released but you will not receive any compensation'. Owen connected leashes to Kyle and Brandon and walked them off stage. Loud clapping accompanied them as drool flowed from Brandon's gag.

'Now on to the winner, Max well done my slave. Although Max isn't part of the Civic experiment he is mine and Jordan's personal slave. So he won't be getting freedom. He was warned if he didn't win he would get castrated. Well done Max you get to save your balls'. The slaves were all shocked by this news.

'So on to the last winner to be announced and their reward. The Master who got the most correct answers right throughout the games. So drum roll please'. The lights dimmed and a drum roll sounded, after a few moments of darkness and suspense, Zac's face appeared on the screen, he is the winner.

'Congratulations Zac, the winner, you now have a choice of two rewards. Choice number one, the Civic Experiment ends for you and Tyler. All the money you have raised will be yours including an additional fifty thousand'

Tyler looked up at his friend, his Master. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. He was about to be freed and rich. He didn't win tonight but he was about to get the same reward. Zac looked at Tyler and nodded, they both shared a smile.

'Option number two, you can switch slaves with any of the five remaining slaves, including my dearest Max. You can continue to raise money for the remaining months. Whatever money you raise will go to yourself and Tyler when the experiments ends'.

Zac and Tyler were shocked by the second choice. They both knew the implications. Max had no idea what was going on he just stood there looking forward to the night ending. Zac walked over to Tyler, their eyes met, he lifted his chin and kissed him.

'Have you an answer for us Master Zac?'

'Yes, I would like to swap slaves, I will now be the Master of the scumbag slave, Max.'