No Use to Society

With the continental lorry parked outside the slave shed, Dan was ready to begin the export of his goods. He had slept on his plan of action before contacting the Belgian slave importer and now the lorry had been dispatched to collect its cargo of naked human flesh. Dan would be making a considerable profit on the slaves, and he would be removing the problem of James and his illegal activities at the same time. Discretion was essential, with Dan a future lawyer. He needed a clean break from his discovery and the knowledge that it would not return to haunt him in the future. The Belgian man had assured him that the slaves would be disappearing into the dark depths of human slavery on the continent, never to return to a “normal” life.

The lorry driver was a trusted employee of the Belgian. With his cattle prod, he helped Dan to herd the slaves one-by-one out of their cage and into the lorry. The submissive slaves, once proud young hunks with the world at their feet, were led naked into the cold morning air and up the ramp into the rear of the lorry. They remained in heavy irons, naked and unable to communicate with their tongues chained to their nose rings.

The inside of the lorry was bare. Only a pulley system attached to the ceiling of the bare container showed the goods it would carry. As each slave was brought into the lorry, its shackles were adapted and it found itself attached to the pulley. Arms stretched above its head in manacles and feet touching the ground on tiptoes, a piece of meat on a rack. Each slave attached and then pushed along the line before another slave was attached and added to the meat rack. It would be a long and agonising trip through the motorway systems and channel tunnel, across to Belgium, for the naked young animals. So close to the normal world, and yet so far from freedom.

It was not long until only Nate remained in the cage, inside the building. Dan had identified Nate quickly, after he realised that his former best friend was indeed one of the slaves. He had noticed the mournful look on his friend’s face, recognised the features of his friend, now so humbled and submissive. He had pushed Nate to the back as he cleared the animals onto the lorry. Nate’s heart pounding in his chest as he realised Dan’s recognition. Waiting for the moment of release from this nightmare of slavery.

Nate lay alone in the cage, still naked and submissive. Dan turned his attention to the room holding James and Matt. The two men who until yesterday had been free, revelling in their power over the men that they had enslaved. There was no doubt that James was the more guilty in Dan’s mind. That Matt was a follower. But both would have to go. Both would join their slaves in a new life of slavery on the continent.

Dan stood before James with the piercing gun in his hand and ran his hands down the cold naked flesh of the older man. He was not as lean and muscular as his slave animals, but he had the strong build of a heavy set farmer and his body was powerful and muscular. “Any last words?” he smirked.

James’s frightened eyes stared at the piercing gun. “What are you going to do to me?” he stuttered.

“The same as you did to Nate and the other slaves. Send you to a life of slavery, to a life where you can serve as an animal.”

“But we made a deal. The dealer in Belgium. You can make a massive profit with me. It’s …”

Dan moved his fingers to his lips. “Shhhh….. I’ve done the deal without you James. Thanks for the contact. You will be meeting your Belgian supplier. Only, he knows that your position has, shall we say, changed quite a bit.”

James shook his head in disbelief. “No Dan, please. You can’t do this to me. Please.”

Silently, Dan placed the cattle prod to James’s stomach, and fired its voltage deep into the body of the devastated James. Once, twice, three times. A sobbing, shrieking wreck, James was powerless to resist as Dan pierced his nose and tongue, attaching the silencer that reduced him to the level of an animal. Dan next turned to Matt. Horrified, with tears streaming down his face, Matt pleaded for his life before he faced the same reality as James.

It was not long before Matt and James found themselves hobbling up the ramp. Found themselves hanging with their victims in naked silence. James’s clamped cock in the crack of a Serbian hunk before him, and Matt’s cock nestling in the crack of James’s shaved flesh. Both of their heads shaved to a stubble, their destiny total slavery.

The slave factory was closed. Dan wiped his brow and returned back inside to the cage that contained Nate. He stood before his former best friend, lying on the floor naked before him. Nate looked up at Dan, and his eyes misted over with tears of relief.

“This operation is over now Nate. Your uncle and his mate are chained naked in the lorry with the other slaves. They are going to wish they hadn’t fucked with me. Their lives are over now as men. They are slaves for the rest of their lives.”

Nate scrambled to his feet and a sob constricted his throat. Cowering in his chains before his friend, he felt his utter submission. He realised the difference between himself and his friend. The gulf in power that existed between them. He ached for Dan to release him, and to return to freedom.

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As the first rays of morning sun illuminated the horizon, Dan watched the rear lights of the lorry exiting James’s former farm. Dan’s new property.

He heard the lorry rumble into the distance. Carrying its cargo of human slave meat. And he rubbed his hands. His business was over with, and he had made himself a nice sum of money that would get him through university in luxury. Most importantly, he had ensured that his business would not come back to haunt him. Covering his tracks in every way was essential.

Inside the lorry, Nate’s imprisoned cock rubbed the crack of Matt’s arse. The man who had threatened to rape him only days ago now felt Nate’s slave cock in his arse crack. Both were now equal: slaves for the rest of their lives. No use to society other than as work animals, and beasts of labour.