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:  This new chapter is from the point of view of Master George.  George just claims his first slave and discovers the slave’s parents are slaves to the fathers that adopted him a year ago.  He uses both his new slave boy and the parents for his sexual gratification. Now is heading to his first wrestling practice of the year. It is two weeks before school officially starts.  He is about to find out about Alex’s enslaving his wrestling Captain and the plans Alex has for his team and the swim team.

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 being 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).  The Society that bred Master Frank’s slave Jeffery knows of a submissive and dominant gene.  They used that knowledge to breed more submissives and dominants.  For Franks’s other slave David is the son of two slaves from The Society. David then produced Billy, Jimmy, and Mike (Sparky), who also inherited the 100% submissives gene.  This breeding made them so submissive that they want, no need to be enslaved.  It is a deep desire that they cannot control.  

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.  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 5ft 8 inches tall, 150 pounds, blonde and blue eyes, and 6.5 cut dick. 

• Master Eric Johnson - Father of slave Rob Johnson.  He owns his son until his 18 birthday when he sells his son to Master Alex.  45, 6ft 2 inches tall, 190 pounds, 10-inches long, and 6 inches around cock.  Works out every day so solid muscles.  He owns the mother of slave Rob whom he won in a poker game at age of 17.  

• Slave Chelly Johnson -  Slave and wife to Master Eric.  The mother of slave Rob Johnson.  She was won in a poker game at the age of 17.   35, 5ft 4 inches tall, 110 pounds.  A live-in slave.  Now that her son knows about her enslavement, she can live as a slave in Master Eric’s home. 

• Slave Dilon Williams - Slave to Master Eric and father of Slaves Tony and Michelle.

• Slave Nacy Williams - Slave to Master Eric and mother of Slaves Tony and Michelle 

• Slave Tony Williams - Slave to Master Eric. Neighbor boy to Master Eric. Son of city council member Dilon and his wife Nacy Williams. Age 16, 5ft 5 inches tall, 110 pounds, 5 inches dick.  Learned about BDSM by watching his parents submit to dominant men without them knowing.  

• Slave Michelle Williams - Slave to Master Eric. Age 17, 5ft 9 inches tall.  120 pounds.  Beautiful! She could have been a model in another life. 

• Coach Wilson - Coach of the wrestling team.  32, 6ft 1 inch tall, 200 pounds, 11 inches long, and 6.1 inches around cock.  

• Coach Harrison - Coach of the swim team.  30, 6ft 1 inch tall, 200 pounds, 9.5 inches long, and 5 inches around cock. 

• Master George Jackson (Birth name) - Adopted son of the Mayor and his husband.  A member of the wrestling team and now owner of slave Simon. Age 17, 6th 2 inches tall. 180 pounds, 10.5 inch long and 5.6 inches around cock.  Solid muscles but tone and flexible. 

• Slave Simon - Slave to Master George.  Son of two slaves owned by the fathers who adopted George.  Was bred to become the slave of George’s fathers. Yet, George beat them to it by claiming Simon before they had a chance.  Age 16, 109 pounds, 5 ft 4 inches tall, 5 inch dick.  Blond hair and blue eyes white boy.

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POV Master George 

I leave my slave's apartment pleased with what I accomplished.  Not only do I have one slave that I own but have access to two more whenever I like.  This is the best day of my life!  I can't tell you how much of a rush it is to have complete control over someone.  That boy and his parents did anything I told them to do. 

As Joe and I walk out to his car, Joe runs around the parking lot, hiped up. 

"Fuck! George, I can't believe what just happened. That was so awesome! Dam! I need a slave too."

Joe runs around the car like he won the lottery. He gets like that when he is excited. I just smile but I'm just as excited inside. Joe pounds his car as he runs around it. 

"George, when can we use the slaves again? I need to fuck again soon!" 

Joe gets horny when he gets excited.  I have seen him hard on the mat many times especially when pinning his opponent.  If they weren’t in their singlets then he might have fucked them right on the mat. 

"Joe, we need to get to practice.  You know Coach will punish us if we are late. Remember last time when we got the paddling for being 10 minutes late."

This calms Joe down enough to get in the car. I climb into the passenger side and then we head to the school. I know we aren't going to be late but I told Joe that just to get him to calm down.  Otherwise, he would have wanted to go back up to my slave's apartment and fuck them all again. I would have loved to do it but then we would have really been late.  I didn't feel like getting paddled again.  The paddle hangs in his office as a reminder.  

Some guys get paddled more than others, especially the guys that bully the geeks and weak boys. I never felt the need to bully them.  I have been on the other side of that and it's not fun if you don't want it.  However, for some reason, I knew that Simon wanted to be bullied and ordered around.  I can always sense submissive guys, the ones who really want to please me. 

Yet, until yesterday, when that naked slave did whatever his Master ordered him to do, I didn’t act on it. Yeah, I get a little rough in bed. However, something about Simon stirred something inside me. I wanted him. It was more than just wanting to fuck the boy.  No, I wanted to take charge of him, to dominate him in every way possible!   

I smile knowing that is what I did and I enjoyed it immensely. I  now have my own slave like my adoptive fathers do. I understand why they want to own my boy's parents. I will have to thank them for enslaving the parents who helped train my slave to submit to me so easily.  They must have also had a hand in the boy's upbringing.  I know they control him financially but what else did they have a hand in?  After all, they were going to enslave him if I didn’t. 

We reach the school and Joe is still pumped.  He gets out of the car and runs towards the door of the locker room.  I walk normally to the door but my cock is half hard thinking about my slave Simon.  I’m so looking forward to collaring him. 

In the locker room, strip down and start to get into my singlet when Alex walks in, leaving me half naked.  Behind him walks in our captain only in spandex shorts, not even shoes. He isn’t his confident self.  

“Hey, Rob what’s up?”

He keeps ignoring me with his head down.  FUCK! That’s rude!  I watch him follow Alex.  Something is different about him.  I can’t quite figure it out.  Then three boys from the swim team come in after Rob.  Shit are they all following Alex like he is leading them or something.  They look like lost puppies following their Master.  All three are hot slim boys just like Simon.  I like slim boys.  Slim twink boys seem to admire me more than guys my size.  Fuck! Who wouldn’t like the attention?  Then it clicks.  The swimmers are more like Simon than just their body shape.  Fuck! They are submissive.  I then look at Rob and see he is giving off the same vibe!  What the hell did Alex do to our Captain?  They all enter Coach’s office.  A little while later, I hear muffled sounds and I can swear I hear sucking sounds.  

Not long after that, I hear a grunt like someone just shot a load.  Is one of those submissive boys sucking off Alex or our Coach?

Then the three swimmers run out of the Coach’s office naked toward the pool.  They look cute running naked with their small dick and balls bouncing back and forth.  I’m surprised they are going into the pool area naked! 

Then Alex and Coach leave the office followed by our Captain Rob  I smile seeing Rob naked too.  His eyes look watery and his nose is running.  Was he the one sucking off Alex or our Coach?  Rob being naked wouldn’t be unusual in a locker room except that he is kneeling beside Alex with his head bowed and his hands behind his back like my slave Simon and his parents would do.   

Coach yells, “OK, GUYS, I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT!”

We all gather in front of our Coach and Alex.  I look at Rob with a smirk when I see his face starting to turn red.  

Coach continues, “As of this moment Alex is taking over as Captain.  I expect you to give Alex all the respect he deserves and follow his lead.  Alex has proven that he has the leadership skills.  You can l learn a lot from him.”

One of my teammates asks, “So, Alex is taking over as Captain!  What about Rob?”

Rob glances up when one of my teammates points at him with a smirk. 

Alex speaks up, “Rob, is my assistant.”

Another teammate laughs, “More like his puppy.”

The whole team laughs. 

Alex smirks now too, “Yeah, sort of like that but my brother is the one into puppies.”

More laughter from the whole team.  

I have to comment, “He looks more like some slave I watched in porn.  Look at him just kneeling by his Master’s side.”
 
This gets the team laughing again, punching each other and agreeing with me.  I even see some rubbing their cocks trapped in the singlets. And others are naked as they openly jerk some watching to their former Captain kneeling naked like a bitch. 

Alex calls out loud enough to be heard over the laughter, “Because that is exactly what he is.”

This made everyone silent. 

I knew it!  

I comment, “That is fucking awesome.  I want a slave!”

Knowing full well I already have a slave but want to plant the idea in my teammate’s minds that they could own slaves as well.   Before Alex just came out as a slave-owning Master, I wasn’t sure I want to tell my teammates.  Yet, now that Alex is out maybe I can come out too?

I’m pleased to hear all the others agree, saying that Rob looks dam hot kneeling by his Master’s side.

Others ask, “Alex, does he do anything you tell him to do?”

Alex laughs, “Of course, he does.  I own him after all.”

After Alex is alone, I walk up to him and shake his hand. 

“Congratulations Alex on making Captain and for taking possession of your slaves.”

“Thank you, George.  And I got your text.  Congratulations again on claiming your first slave.”

We start to walk towards the gym with Alex's arm over my shoulders.  I glance back to see slave Rob crawling behind us.  It’s hot seeing him crawl like an obedient puppy.  I will have to make Simon do that in the mansion. 

Alex adds, “Did you get my text about the collar and slave Ralph replacing the doors of your slave’s apartment?  Did you have any issues with the parents?”

I whisper, “Hell, no.  Check this out, the parents are slaves to my fathers.”

Alex whispers back, “Interesting, George.”

“Dude, you can’t tell anyone.  It would be bad for my Father, he is the Mayor you know.”

“Yeah, your secret is safe with me.”

For the rest of the practice, Alex uses his slave to show us some awesome moves that Alex and Rob, I mean his slave, have used to win so many matches.  I was surprised that he would offer up his slave’s hole to the whole team if any of us were to pin him.  Shit, slave Rob is a hot guy so of course I want to fuck him.  Yet, what I want more is to pin him, hold him down and then fuck the shit out of him.   It is almost like raping him but I know it isn’t since he gave up his body to his Master.  I never want to rape anyone yet can you really rape a slave if his Master gives you permission?  

I look around at all my teammates. It looks like they all want to fuck the boy.  They are rubbing their cock openly as each one of us tries to pin the slave.  Yet, none of them can.  I guess that’s why he used to be our Captain before Alex claimed him.  I would love to hear the whole story of how he made a former dominant guy into his submissive slave.  It must be one hell of a story! 

Finally, it is my turn to wrestle the slave.  We start with the boy on all fours and me behind him.  Fuck this feels natural as my cock grows and rub it up and down his crack.  As a slave, he should just let me take him now!  Yet, that isn’t the case.  Alex, orders him to fight hard and not give in and that is exactly what the slave does. Every time, I think I got him, he somehow escapes using the moves Alex has shown us used on him.  Yet, when I try using the same moves, he knows what I’m about to do and blocks it.  Finally, he as me pinned with his hard cock pressed against my hole. He is naked so the only thing between him and my hole is the thin spandex of my singlet.   He holds me tight to the mat and there is no way I can escape.  I try to break free but the way he has me pinned I have no leverage.  I’m so embarrassed that a slave beat me!   Alex calls it and he lets me go.  However, when he does let me go, I feel a wet spot on the back of my singlet.  

I yell at him, “FUCK SLAVE!  DID YOU LEAK ON ME!”

I want to beat the shit out of him but hold back when Alex orders him back on the mat and Alex is now positioned over him, ready to wrestle.  However, Alex strips off his singlet before getting into position.  This should be good!

Alex yells, “Boys, let me show you how it is done.  Slave, don’t hold back just as I told you.”

The slave yells, “YES, MASTER!”

This gets me to calm down and sit back down with my teammates.  We watch them both fight for control.  It is the hots thing I have ever seen!  Master and slave fighting naked for domination!  I see all my teammates rubbing their cocks through their singlets.  Some even have their cocks out and stroking as they watch two expert wrestlers fight, one fighting to fuck while the other holding out for as long as he can before getting fucked.  I have to hand it to the slave, he is holding out longer than I expected.  Yet, I see a mistake on the slave's part, letting his Master get into position to pin him.  Yelp, the slave can’t move. He is pinned.  This time Alex is holding his slave on top of him, giving us a full view as Alex enters him.  The slave has no way of stopping the inevitable.  We are all now stroking, even me, as we watch Alex completely dominate our former Captain in front of our eyes.  All of us want to do the same thing to the slave.  I know by the end of this year my cock is going to be in that hole.  I will learn those moves and beat him at his own game.  I smirk knowing it is only a matter of time.  I look around at my teammates and they are all smirking.  Yes, all of our cocks will be in that hole soon!

We all are so close to shooting while hearing the slave moan. Alex grunts hard, forcing his massive cock into his slave’s hole, claiming it for all to see!  There is no doubt in our minds now that Rob is truly Alex’s slave!  We all want what he has.  Well, I already do and only Alex knows!  

Finally, Alex growls causing echoes around the gym.  We know he just claimed his slave by dumping his cum into the hole.  Everyone at once shoots their loads.  Simultaneously, 12 guys shoot 6 feet into the air and land on the slave’s chest, dick, legs, and face.  The slave is covered by our cum.  Another sign that we see our former Captain as just a cum loving slave boy!  Alex scoops up some cum with his fingers and feeds it to his slave.  Like a true cum loving bitch he licks his Master’s fingers clean.  

Alex gets off the slave and pushes his face into the mat where some of the cum landed.  

“Slave, lick the mat clean.”

I laugh watching a guy I used to admire, licking up the cum of his teammates.  He is then ordered to follow him to the coach's office once again.

Alex looks back, “Boys, hit the showers but don’t get dressed.  I have a nice surprise for you!”

Joe whispers in my ear, “What do you think the surprise is?  I mean seeing Rob used like a slave is surprising enough.  What else could our Captain show us?”

I reply, “I’m not sure.  But, I wouldn’t call the slave just by his first or even his last name anymore.  He is just a slave now.  Use the correct status from now on.  The same goes for my slaves. Call them slave, boy, bitch, or whatever but not their birth name.  They need to know they are no longer at the same level as us.”

I bump his shoulder with my fist and smile at him.  We all head to the locker room not bothering to put our cocks away.  What’s the point? 

Joe and I strip, then walk to the shower.  All the guys are talking about what the next surprise might be.  As we dry off, I hear a loud grunt come from the Coach's office.  That doesn’t sound like Alex.  Others are thinking the same thing.  The Coach must have dumped a load into the slave’s hole too. 

Our Coach comes out of his office along with Alex, his slave, and the swim Coach.  Excited about what the surprise might be, we all meet them just outside the office.   

Then we see coming from the pool, the swim team.  They are still wet like they didn’t have time to dry off after getting out of the pool.  I wonder if the swim team is getting the surprise too? 

Everyone is talking, wanting to know what is up. 

Our Coach yells, "OK EVERYONE. NOW LISTEN!"

This gets everyone's attention since he has a deep commanding voice. We quiet down with all eyes on our Coach. 

"The swim coach and I have come to a decision about the bullying problem."

More rumble from the guys especially the most offensive teammates of bullying. 

"If we don't do something then over half of the wrestling team will get expelled."

One of the worst bullies yells out, "They can't do that. We are the best team in the state."

Coach yells out, "YES, THEY CAN AND WILL UNLESS SOMETHING IS DONE. NOW KEEP QUIET UNTIL WE FINISHED."

Coach waits for everyone to quiet down. 

"Now, as I was saying. Something has to be done to stop the poor guys from getting bullied without wanting it.  So, using Alex’s suggestion, the swim coach and I have come up with a plan. We are going to create a new program called 'Managed Bullying'.  We’re asking the swim team here to help with this program."

Now the swim Coach speaks up. I think this should be good, smirking at the swim team boys. 

"Now boys, I know you are always willing to help out me and the school whenever you can. The wrestling team needs your help. Are you willing to go the extra mile to help your fellow team in need?" 

I hear mutters from them, like 'Yes Coach', 'I want to help you', 'What do you want us to do?' 

"Good boys, I know I can always count on you to sacrifice yourself for the greater good.  It’s why you’re so noble and strong.  Now, what you need to do is become the designated bullied boy. The guy who submits to the bully willingly.' 

Now I hear the fear in their voices but with a hint of excitement too. 

"Boys, can you do that? Be noble and strong, sacrificing yourselves to save the poor boys that are being bullied against their will?" 

Oh, My God! They are asking the swim team to submit to us.  A tingling stirs in my cock.  I look around and see my other teammates' cocks are jumping and growing. Then I look at the hot boys of the swim team staring at our cocks. 

One of the swimmer boys asks, "Do we get to suck them?" 

I'm impressed that he was so bold to ask the question on everyone's mind. 

Our Coach speaks with a boom, "You do whatever your bully wants. You sacrifice yourself to protect my team and the poor guys being bullied. Don't you want to help out your classmates live a life free of constant bullying that they hate?" 

FUCK! They make it sound like the boys become heroes for their classmates. I look at Alex and see a huge grin on his face. He put the coaches up to this, I know it. He is a cunning fucker. I better stay on his good side or I might end up like the swim team. 

"Now whoever wants to save their classmates and help my team, line up on my right or leave now. You can still be on the swim team, no hard feelings.  The wrestling team line up on my left and face the swim team." 

I'm surprised that all but one boy lines up. Shit will this boy make trouble and spoil this for everyone? 

My coach asks the boy, "Boy, don't you want to help out your classmates?" 

He smiles, "I do but.. I'm a Top man!  I like being in charge. My goal is to be the Captain of the swim team and be the Mayor someday.  So, I want to join the bullies." 

I see the Coach sizing the guy up. Then Alex whispers in the coach's ear.  

He nods, "OK, boy line up on the left."

I look down the line at him and he just smirks with satisfaction.  He is going to be troubled I know it.  

I see all of the naked boys on both teams are at least half hard.  I see Alex whisper in our coach's ear again. 

He nods, "OK, to make this fair, the bullied boy will choose his bully by kneeling in front of the man to who he is willing to submit to.  Now, boys choose your bully."

I see all the submissive boys are nervous. Then one boy steps forward.  He is a white boy with a gorgeous body. I'm not too surprised that the white boy kneels in front of Malik, one of two of my black teammates. When our team marched with Malik and Marcus for BLM, I noticed this boy was marching with us. Not only was the boy there but his parents and extended family were there too.  I could tell they were his family because they were all wearing custom-made BML fist T-Shirts.  It must have been his Aunts and Uncles with their children Marching alongside him being supportive of the boy.  With his family so supportive of the BLM movement it's not surprising he would submit to Malik.  I think the boy comes from old money too.  

Then another boy, this time Asian, steps forward and kneels in front of Joe, my best bud.  He and I have always had a thing for Asian boys.  Most Asian boys are slim and beautiful, especially this boy.  He stares up at Joe’s cock licking his lips then looks into Joe’s eyes.  I’m kind of jealous of Joe. 

Next, I see another Asian boy step forward.  Fuck he is just as beautiful as Joe’s boy.  I then think, could they be brothers?  I smile as the boy walks towards me.  Is he going to pick me?   I stare at him as he gets closer and closer then finally stops in front of me.  Dam! He could be a model!  I watch as he kneels in front of me.  He stares at my cock then glances at the boy next to him and up to me, locking eyes with me.  Fuck, Yes! I want this boy.  I can tell he wants me to.  I glance at the boy kneeling in front of Joe and see the resemblance between the two. Yeah, they must be brothers. 

Then all the other boys kneel in front of the rest of my teammates.  The swim team does have more members than my wrestling team.  So, some of my teammates are lucky enough to get two boys.   Well, I have to laugh to myself.  I now have two boys too!   

Once all the boys submit and then my coach gets everyone’s attention. 

“OK, Boys. We need to know you’re committed to each other.  Dominants, you now have a boy or two that you can bully anytime you like. Therefore, there is no reason to bully anyone else.  I need you to promise that you will only bully the boy kneeling in front of you.  Now look at your boy and repeat after me, one at a time.”

“I promise to only bully boys I own.  As my boy, I now own you and will protect you from all other bullies.  As your owner, you are now my property.  I will dominate you as I see fit, keeping my dominant nature directed towards my property only!”      

Each one of us repeats the promise to the boy in front of us.   

“Good!  Now bullied boys, repeat after me”

“I promise to obey my bully anytime and anywhere. I will submit to my bully to satisfy his dominant nature.  I submit to my bully as his owned property.   I sacrifice myself to save those who cannot protect themselves from my bully. Therefore, I give myself to my owner freely and without any restrictions.”

I smile at my new boy as he repeats his promise to me as my owned property.  With this promise, he is essentially my slave. 

“Excellent!  All dominants, if it is found that you’re bullying any other boy or girl other than your designated bullied boy, you will be punished.  Punishment will be to become a bullied boy for one of your teammates. There will be no second chances.  You have seen what happens to an Alpha who failed!”

Our coach points at slave Rob kneeling beside Alex.   

“Next week each one of you, Alphas, will be required to go to specially designed training to be responsible Bullies / Alphas.  You will report to your Captain’s Uncle’s farm for your training. See your Captain for details.”

“Now dominants, you may now use your submissive boys. Focus your domination on the boy kneeling in front of you!  Not to damage the boys.  Remember, they are sacrificing themselves for you! Think of them as the most valuable possession you own!  So, don’t abuse your power or you will be punished up to and including being a bullied boy!  Now, have fun with your boys!”

With that invitation, I push my cock into my boy’s mouth.  I can tell this is not the first cock he has sucked.  He grabs my cock and shoves it in his throat.  I have never had a boy be able to take me so easily.  Dam!  He is talented.  I hear Joe next to me moaning and then I start moaning with him.  These Asian boys know what they are doing!

The locker room is now echoing sounds of fucking, spanking, verbal insults, moans, and cries of pain!  

Even the Coaches are getting in on the action, fucking Alex’s twin slaves boys.  Alex is fucking his other swimming slave boy while slave Rob rims his ass.  The locker room becomes one big orgy, using the “bullied boys” as our personal plaything. 

After Joe and I dump a few loads in our new boys and even traded them with each other, we are ready to leave. 

I’m laying on a bench as the boy nurses the last bit of my cum from the cock that was just up his hole. I didn’t even have to ask him to clean me up.  I was also surprised that the boy was cleaned out inside.  He already knows how to clean himself out which is one less thing I have to train him for.

“Boy, go find your speedo.”

He whispers with a smile, “Yes, Master.”

I smile back at him as he runs off. In the meantime, grab some shampoo from my locker. The boy comes back just as Joe finishes fucking his brother. I grab the Speedo and throw it in my locker then close it. 

“Come boy, you will be showering me.  Do you know how to shower a Master?”

“Yes, Master. I do. Please let me clean your magnificent body, Master.” 

I smirk at him, wondering how he knows how to clean me. I walk to the showers knowing he is following me. 

I stand next to a shower head and he starts the water, testing and continually asking me if the water is warm enough.  When It is, I step under and close my eyes.  His soft small hands feel so nice.  I could get used to this treatment.  Simon could learn a thing or two from this one.  Moments later, Joe is standing next to me. 

“George, this feels awesome.  The boy's hands are so soft and gentle.  You would think they were a girl's hands.”

“Yeah, Joe.  This feels wonderful.”

I then look down at the boy. 

“Slave, the boy owned by my friend, is he your brother?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Is that why you two chose Joe and me?”

“Yes, Master.  We knew you two were friends and chose you so my brother and I could be together more often.”

“OK, That makes sense.  We will talk more in the car.  Get back to cleaning your Master.”

“As you wish, Master.” 

I'm not sure why these brothers are taking to being slaves so easily.  The other submissive boys obey my teammates but are not calling them Master. They seem to still have the impression that they are signing up for the greater good, as the designated bullied boys.  Like most bullied boys they fear my teammates.  However, at the same time, I see true submission in them.  Once they overcome their fears I'm sure they will become happy slaves. Their Masters need to not truly harm the boys.  This is Alex's plan after all and everyone knows it. They don't want to end up like slave Rob.  I mean Alex took an Alpha and made him a submissive slave.  So, if anyone really harmed their bullied boy then Alex would have to intervene.  They hear what our Coach said. Hopefully, the fear of ending up like slave Rob will keep them in check. 

However, these two Asian boys washing Joe and me are different. They remind me of Simon. 

After a long relaxing shower at the hands of our beautiful slave boys, we leave the shower and our Asian slaves dry us.  Joe open our lockers and our boys quickly grab our gym bags before we could get them. 

I yell out, "Bitch, what the hell are you doing?" 

My boy falls to his knees and kisses my feet then looks up at me tears forming in his eyes. 

"Sorry, Master. My brother and I only wish to help you get dressed.  Please forgive us for overstepping." 

At this point, everyone looks at us with shock but also envy too. It’s not just from my teammates but also from the submissive boys too.  I rub the boy’s head remembering how much Simon enjoys my touch. I hear the boy moan. 

"In that case, go on, dress your Master."

I hear a release of breath from both boys. Were they truly scared of me?  Something is up with these two and I'm gonna find out as soon as we get into the car. 

They quickly dress us like they have done this before.  I order them to get their Speedos on. 

Once we are all dressed, I order, "Come we have a lot to talk about and I have to collar my other  slave boy, Simon, today."

I said it loud enough for others to hear.  As we walk past my teammates and bump fists with each other, I hear whispers behind me about me already having another slave.  I smile as we walk out to the parking lot.  Yes, my teammates now see me with more respect, kind of like they see Alex. I'm going to love owning slaves.

When we get to Joe's car, I open the back door and motion for my newest slave to get in. I follow him in as Joe does the same at the driver's door.  

When we are all in, I turn to my slave, “What are yours and your brother’s names?”

“Master, I’m Zhong, and my brother Jun.  I’m told they mean obedient and loyal.  Hope we can be that for you, Master.”

I have to laugh and wonder why their parents chose their names.  Was it because of what the names mean?  I mean, them being so submissive it can’t be by chance.  

“So, what is up with you two?  Who has been training you on how to serve men?”

They look at each other and then back at Joe and me.  My slave says, “Master, it is our parent’s Master.  Our parents are indentured servants to a rich old guy.  He owns car dealerships all across the state.  My parents had us after they came to this country as indentured servants.  They agreed to come to this country in exchange to be his indentured servants.  Master, now that we are of age to have sex, he has been using us too.  He has been sleeping with my parents all our lives. Our parents, my brother, and I are punished all the time for the littlest things.  Master, we know we must obey him or he will cane us harshly.”

The boy shivers remembering his punishments. 

“I see. So, he thinks he owns you two as well?”

They nod their heads, “Yes, Master.  He has been having our parents train us on how to take care of his house and now he is personally training us to serve him sexually.”

They both look down, “Master, we are like our parents. We can't resist him.”

“Your parents are submissives too then?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Do you know who I’m?”

“Yes, Master.  Your the mayor's new adopted son.”

“And, you thought that if your brother and you submitted to me and my friend, I could help you get free of your parent's Master?”

“Yes, Master.  Please can you help us?  We would be in your debt and would gladly be your slaves instead. We will serve you however long you want to own us.”

I look at the brother.

“And boy, if I free you from your parent’s Master, are you willing to be Joe’s slave for however long he wants to own you?”

The other brother nods his head. 

“Tell me, boy. I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes, Master George.  I will devote my life to my Master for however long he wants me.”

“OK, then.  I will see what I can do.”

I reach into my pocket and pull out a small USB drive and hand it to my slave.

“Can you get access to the laptop owned by your parent’s Master?”

The boy smiles, “Yes, Master.  He has lots of porn on it.  For the last year, he has ordered us to watch porn on his laptop before he fucks us.  Master, there is a lot of sick stuff on those porn videos.  Like really young Asian boys.  I think he took some of the pictures himself.  Some are even of us when we were younger.”

“Yes, that is sick shit.  But, I have a plan.  Next time you are alone with the laptop.  I want you to insert that USB drive into it.  It will set up a Trojan horse program that will give me full access to his laptop. I can use those pictures and videos as leverage to free you two from him.”  

“What about our parents?  Their service to him ended two years ago and he still keeps them under his ‘protection’.  He says we are illegals and if we get caught then we will get deported.”

“Once, I have control of his laptop, I will see what is up with your parents.  The good news is you two were born here so you are legal citizens which explains why you can go to our school. So, you can't be deported.  I will not know about your parents until I get access to his laptop.”

Both boys breathe a sigh of relief like I just saved them from something horrible.  What is that this asshole is doing to my boy?

“OK, I will help you. Now, it is time for you to help me.  Kneel between my legs and give your Master some relief.  I know you have been wanting my cock ever since we got into the car.”

My cute Asian boy quickly hops off the seat and kneels between my legs. I watch as he pulls down my gym shorts, freeing what he has been longing for.  He licks the head, tasting my precum.  I feel him moan, vibrating the head of my cock.  I lean back loving his expert attention. Dam! This boy knows how to suck cock.  Once again, he sucks me all the way down to the root without gagging.  The boy is no novice!  That asshole did train him well! 

"Joe, drive us to the Leather shop we were at yesterday."

I feel the car take off and close my eyes and enjoy my slave's mouth. 

I hear sucking sounds from the front seat, knowing Joe is getting serviced too while he drives us to the shop.  I think about the collar and how much power and control they represent.  From what Alex said in his text they are cutting edge tech. 

The car stops and I look down at my slave's beautiful face with my cock deep down his throat. I take out my phone and snap some pictures then push him off of me. 

He dutifully puts my cock back in my shorts. 

I open the door, "Get out and kneel beside the car."

"Yes, Master." 

He then climbs out and kneels on hard concrete with his head bowed.  I have to give his parent’s Owner credit. He knows how to train slaves. I lick my lips staring at his beautiful round ass. Fuck, I want to fuck it so badly. But we are here to get the collar for Simon. 

Joe pulls the brother out grabbing him by his nuts as they walk around the car. When I get out, I see the boy wincing in pain.  

"Joe, are you really get a collar for your boy."

"Hell yeah!" 

Then he whispers in my ear, “I hope they do cost much. OH SHIT!  What if they don't have any."

"Don't worry about the cost. You will just have to owe me!  You know how I like to be paid back. Besides, if they don't have one for your slave we will just have to order one and come back. No big deal!" 

Joe smiles with a wicked grin.  Joe is a switch so he pays me back by riding my cock.  He also drives me wherever I want to go and has my back whenever I need him.  Joe is a loyal friend and will do anything for me! 

We enter the shop with our mostly naked slaves in tow.  I wasn’t worried since just yesterday, I had Simon naked in the parking lot.  At least, these two have Speedos on. 

We are Immediately greeted by a boy in puppy gear.  I have heard of guys pretending to be puppies.  When I saw them online, I didn’t see the appeal.  Yet, petting the pup up close, he is cute in his own way.  Just like a real pup, he sniffs my crotch, licking a spot of precum from earlier.  Alex texted me earlier explaining that his brother runs the shop and his father owns it.

Alex’s brother orders, “SPARKY, COME!”

The pup obediently runs on all fours to his Owner then kneels with his front hand or should I say paws between his legs just as a real pup would.  I can see the appeal now of having a pup in my harem. 

Alex’s brother extends his hand, “Hello, I’m Jason, welcome to my shop.  I have seen you around, right?  Your on my brother’s wrestling team?”

I shake Jason’s hand and reply, “Yes, Alex is my Captain now.  Alex said you have a slave collar for me?”

“Oh, you must be George.  Alex said to get you two collars.  He said something about acquiring another slave today, one of the swim team boys, right?”

I smile. Alex already figured my Asian boy would need a collar.  I won’t collar him until I have the leverage to get him away from his parent’s Master. 

“Yes, I have two slaves now. One is with me now and the other is at his slave apartment.”

“OK, Good.  Are both boys about the same size as this one?  Do they have the same size neck? 

“Yeah, I like slim slaves.”

“Excellent, we can use your slave here to test the collar size.  Let me go in the back and get the collars.”

Jason sees Joe behind me and looks at him. 

“And you must be George’s friend Joe.  Alex also ordered a collar for you as well.”

Joe gets a big grin on his face and kind of bounces on his toes some.  I can tell he is excited and then extends his hand and they shake. 

“Yes, Sir. That would be me, George is my best bud,” patting me on the back.

“Very good, I will be right back.”

While Jason is getting the collars Joe and I wander around the shop.   I see something that I would be interested in.  On display, next to the high-tech collars is a chastity cage.  It looks just as high-tech as the collars.  Unlike the cheap cages online, this one doesn’t look like the boy can ever get free of it.  It is all stainless steel with an athletic cup. There are belt straps that rap around the boy’s waist and between his legs.  I walk around the glass cabinet seeing that the belt has a place for inserting a butt plug too.  The butt plug looks integrated into the cage and is steel as well.  

My boy is right behind me and to my right.  So, I reach behind me and grab his balls then pull him to me. 

I whisper in his ear seductively, “Boy, would you like to wear this cage?”

“Yes, Master. If that is what you wish.”

Squeezing his balls tighter, “I didn’t ask you what I wanted.  I asked you what you wanted!”

“Sorry, Master.  I only want to please you.  I have no wants other than how my Master wants to use me.”

FUCK ME!  His parent’s Master really has trained him well.  

I laugh, “I will have to give you that.  My wants are more important than your own. If you don’t know what you want then I will just have to think for you!”

Just then Jason comes back from the back room and places three boxes on the counter then walks over to my side. 

Jason observes, “OH, I see you found the latest add-on to the Slave Control System (SCS).”

“Slave Control System?”  

Yes, it is something new that Father Micheal, the creator of the slave collars, recently added to the slave collar app.  The app has been renamed to “SCS” or “Slave Control System” which is a complete system to control your slave.  It started out with just the Collar, Cuffs, and electronic doors.  Now, Father Micheal has a whole integrated system of controls for your slave.  The chastity cages just came in today.  However, the SCS now includes sensors in your home like motion sensors, sensors for kitchen appliances, toilet enema device controls, shower controls, cameras, display monitors for the slave’s living area, and much more!  I’m even told that Father Micheal is working on an IA to monitor all the devices and your slave’s activities 24/7.”

“Wait! The doors that were installed at my other slave’s apartment are part of this SCS system too?”

“Yes, my other slave Ralph installed the doors in your slave’s apartment his morning.  With the SCS app, you have complete control over who can open the main door of the apartment plus all the internal doors as well.  Alex says that the parents are Owned by your fathers.  Please share the app with your fathers.  The app is called SCS and will control any devices that Father Micheal provides for the Slave Control System.  Come to me for any future SCS devices that you want to add to the app. Currently, I’m Father Micheal’s first dealer of SCS devices.  I will provide you with an access code for the app that controls the doors, slave collars, and more. This code will grant you and your fathers access to the apartment at any time.  Have your Fathers come by if they wish to purchase collars for their slaves as well.  Now, let me demonstrate how the collars work on my puppy.  PUP, COME!”

The pup rushes to his Master’s side.   Jason shows me all the cool features of the collar and the SCS app.  I’m really impressed. The perimeter controls seem really useful.  I like that I can control where the slave can go within our community, inside and out.  Even the security is the state of the art.  I don’t even think state-level hackers could break into it.  Then I think about what other devices I might want to purchase. 

“Jason, you said that the chastity cage is part of the SCS app.  Can you show me how the cage works?”

“Of course, like all the collars for the SCS system / app, the chastity cage is included as an add-on or can be used without the collar.  Some Master’s may want to be more discrete about owning their slave which is why it can be purchased without the collar. The cage fully encloses the slave’s cock and balls and is secured around the slave’s waist and through the slave’s legs.  There is no possible way to remove the cage without damaging the slave.  The cage and the straps are from a special alloy that cannot be detected by traditional metal detectors.  One of the unique features is the self-cleaning feature.  As the slave showers, water is collected in a small reservoir and small jets flush the cock and balls clean.  Father Micheal provides a special disinfectant/cleaner that can be put in the reservoir if the slave starts to smell.  There is even an add-on reservoir for long periods between showers.  The disinfectant/cleaner it’s completely safe to be used on a slave.  In addition, if you purchase the toilet enema attachment it will integrate with the butt plug.  The plug has built-in jets that clean the slave’s hole and then grind up the waste and shoots it back out the end of the plug.  So, once the slave is caged it never has to come off.  If your slave’s waist grows or shrinks then the cage will automatically adjust the belts.  It’s one of the most advanced pieces of engineering I have ever seen.  There are even sensors to detect if the slave tries to get hard or is pissing.  You can even set the cage so it shocks your slave’s dick and balls if the boy’s dick starts to grow.“ 

“WOW! That is amazing.  I have never seen anything like it on the market.  Not that I have been in the market for a cage until recently,” laughing.

“You, won’t either.  This is only sold through Father Micheal and my store. Like I said, I’m the first dealer.  Yet, Father Micheal is looking to expand the SCS system to other kink / leather stores throughout the country.  I’m talking with my Dad about creating a chain of stores.”

“WOW, You are looking at making a chain of kinky stores.  I think other Masters would find the SCS system useful.  You mention cuffs too?”

Jason pulls out some steel wrist and ankle cuffs and then hands them to me. I’m surprised by how light and slim they are. 

“WOW, they are light.  I didn’t expect that.”

“OH, yes they are meant to be worn 24/7. They are made with the same alloy as the cage.  So they are light enough for slaves to wear on a daily bases.  What is interesting about these cuffs is they have magnetics built-in.  So, a slave can be attached to any steel metal object.  So, if you design a dungeon with this in mind then it will be easy to move the slave from equipment to equipment.”

“I like that. I will never have to look for locks and matching keys.”

“Nope, it is safer because you will never fear that you locked up your slave without the proper key.  Do your fathers have a dungeon at your mansion?”

“You know what, I don’t even know.  I just learned that they owned slaves yesterday.”

“I would be surprised if they didn’t.  Most Masters like to have a dungeon to play with their toys.”

“When you say ‘toys, you mean slaves right?”

“Yes, of course.  They are your toys after all.  You own them so why not think of them as toys? They are just like owning a 4-wheeler or a jet ski.  Also, have you created a slave contract yet?”

“No, I have not.  I still need to do that before tonight.”

“Let me help.  My Dad’s lawyer has provided me with copies of standard ‘Power of Authority’, “Advanced Directive’ and ‘Slavery Contract” documents.  When will you and your slaves turn 18?”

“I will turn 18 in a year. My slave Simon, at the apartment, turns 18 in two years.  He just turn 16.”

I look at the slave brothers.

“When do you two turn 18?”

“Master, in 11 months.”

“OK, for this slave, we will post date the ‘Power of Authority’ and “Advanced Directive’ for your 18 birthday. For the slave Simon, we will post-date for two years.  That way you will have control over their finances and medical decision as soon as possible. You don’t want your slaves to be able to make money. It would give them the idea they own something.  Slaves can’t own anything, they are just property after all.”

“Jason, thank you so much.”

Jason locks the front door and puts a sign up that says he will be back in an hour.  

“Why don’t you come back to my office.”

So, I follow Jason to his office but look back at Joe before I enter the office. 

“Joe, why don’t you look around the shop.”

Jason then calls back, “Joe, go ahead and let your slave strip off his speedo.  A slave should be used to being naked in public.”

Joe yells back, “Thanks, Jason.”

Jason’s pup and my slave dutifully follow us toward the office.  As I follow Jason, I wonder what he means by slaves should be used to being naked in public. I agree it would be hot to see slaves walking around naked all the time but that isn’t allowed.  Maybe he is just joking.  The shop is locked up so no risk of exposing the slave to other customers.  Yet, I remember the naked slave from yesterday.  He was naked in public and his Master got away with it.  Shit! So, did I with my slave!  Maybe Jason isn’t far off in thinking slaves should be used to being naked in public.  I dream of waking my slave down the street naked on a leash.

When I enter the office, Jason motions for me to sit in one of two lounge chairs facing a large TV.  I sit down in the chairs. Jason grabs a remote and turns on the TV then grabs a tablet.  He sits down and has his pup crawl between his legs. 

“Pup, suck!”

I smile as the pup pulls out Jason’s huge cock and gets to work. 

“George, I like having my cock sucked as I work. You’re welcome to have your slave serve you as well.”

“Yeah, he does have a wonderfully talented mouth.”

I look up at the boy.

“Boy, suck. And lose the speedos.”

As my boy strips and kneels between my legs, Jason comments, “George, it is a beautiful boy.  Asians have the most wonderful skin tone and nice slim bodies.”

“Jason, I’m kind of into slim guys.  Yes, he has a lovely complexion. He could be a model.”

As we talk about the boy, he crawls between my legs and pulls down my shorts. Fuck! I love his mouth and Dam that tongue is just magic. 

“You know, you could have him model for you.  He could make you some good money.”

“Jason, that is a great idea.”

“You could even ask Joe to have his slave model with his brother.  Having them model as a brother pair might be beautiful to see.  A lot of gay men would like to have a tasteful photo album on their coffee table.”

“Dam! That’s an excellent idea.  However, no porn.  I want to keep the boy classy but sexy at the same time.  I have a reputation to uphold now that one of my fathers is the Mayor. Who knows I might go into public service someday.” 

Jason grabs the tablet and displays a document on the TV or as I realize is a huge monitor too.  

“Here is a common ‘Slavery Contract’.  Of course, you can change it however you like. What would you specifically like to include in the contracts.”
   
I told him about the rules I give to my slave Simon before I left for wrestling practice and about his parents being my father’s slaves.  The fact that Simon was bred as a slave.  Like Alex, Jason is easy to talk to so I shared what I knew about Simon’s life.  Jason was very interested and encouraging about the whole situation. He explained about his brother is going to breed slaves using two enslaved families in our community.  I would have never thought being adopted by my fathers would live in a community of owned slaves.  What is even more amazing is that my wrestling team basically enslaving the swim team, there are going to be a lot more slaves running around my town.  Will more families get enslaved like the four families I know of?

Jason asked about who should inherit the slaves.  I thought about my fathers but I don’t want my slaves to end up in the hands of the asshole Brad.  So, I told him that Joe should inherit all my slaves.  He is my best bud and has been loyal to me ever since I was adopted by my fathers.  

What I don’t know, is Jason’s Dad, Frank, is planning on making volunteer slavery legal.  So, any existing slavery contract will become a binding contract once the law takes effect.  Jason asked if I wanted to take out a life insurance policy on my slaves.  He says that my slaves are valuable assets now.  Jason explains he knows of a network of Masters who buy and sell slaves.  Being that slave Simon was bred as a slave, you could get top dollar at a private slave auction.   

Again not knowing, after slavery becomes legal, slaves will become even more valuable when slave auctions are legalized once again.  

Jason has a good argument about my slaves being valuable assets.  I never thought about them as assets!  I think I don’t want to ever lose them.  However, if something happens to them, I should be compensated.  So, I agreed to take out a 500,000 dollar policy on my slave Simon when I turns 18.  After all, I now have a 1000 dollar a month's allowance I can afford it.  My fathers come from a very wealthy family, so 1000 dollars a month is nothing.  I know because I hacked their accounts before they adopted me.  

As for my Asian slave, I will have to wait on all this until I get him away from his parent’s Master and he is officially mine.

Another thing that I don’t know is when volunteer slavery becomes legal, I could use my slaves as collateral.  They will end up just as valuable as a house. 

Finally, we finish and Jason prints out three documents for each slave.  I then ask him to print out a standard slavery contract and the other documents for Joe’s slave.  Joe can always change the contracts later if he wishes. As with my contracts, the standard contract states that it can be changed by the Master at any time without consulting the slave.  Another sign they are my property to do as I wish.  They have no say in their lives once they submit to me.  

We then sit back and dump a load into our slave’s mouths.  

After releasing, I get up, thanking Jason for all his help.  

I look down at my slave, “Stay naked and on all fours.”

My boy grabs his Speedos with his mouth as Jason leads me back to the main area of the shop. Our two slaves crawl behind us.  

When we enter the main part of the shop, we are presently surprised to see Joe fucking his slave on a fuck bench.  

We stand there watching the beautiful sight.  Our slaves kneel beside us like good pets.  Soon, Joe dumps a load into his slave.  

After Joe pulls out of the slave’s hole, Jason orders, “Pup go clean up the Master’s cock and his slave’s hole.  Make sure no cum is left on the bench.”

The pup rushes over and sucks Joe’s cock clean then works on sucking up his cum leaking down the slave’s leg and out of the slave’s hole.  After the boy’s hole is cleaned out, Joe effortlessly lifts the boy off the bench.  Another, reason I like slim boys they are easy to manipulate. 

Joe has his slave follow up cleaning the bench with disinfectant then he walks over to us, using his slave’s balls as a leash.  

Joe asks, “Hope you don’t mind me using the bench.  I just had to use my slave’s hole for the first time.”

Jason replies, “Not at all.  At least you got to test out the bench and use your slave for the first time.  Would you be interested in acquiring a fuck bench?” 

“Hell yeah! But I can’t afford it right now.” 

I speak up, “Joe, if you want the fuck bench then get it.  You know the price I want in trade.  Besides, I can use it while I’m at your place.”

Joe replies, “OK, I will take it along with the collar.”

Joe smiles at me and nods his understanding.  I will be fucking him on the bench as payment for the bench.  I laugh, it is a little ironic that per our agreement he will be fuck on the bench he willingly gave up his hole for.  

Jason smiles, “Great, just provide me an address to ship it to.  Father Micheal makes the benches.  Each piece of SCS equipment that a slave is required to lay down on has an induction coil in them to charge the collars and the other slave control devices.  Father Micheal has slave beds and cages that also have coils in them as well.  It's like how you charge your phone with NFC.”     

Then in that case, “I want a fuck bench and cage for my room at the mansion.”

Jason smiles, “Of course, is there anything else you wish to look at?”

I think Jason is a good businessman.  I just spent thousands of dollars in an hour’s time.  I have the money saved up so it’s no big deal.  With SCS linked to all the collars, doors, dungeon equipment, etc, he is going to make a fortune.  I wonder how his father acquired this shop.

“Yes, I want one of those chastity cages plus wrist and ankle cuffs for my slave Simon.  Also, I would like some discipline instruments.”

“Of course, Sparky, grab a chastity cage and cuffs from the back.  Now, let me show you some paddles, whips, and canes.”

I glance back to see the pup run off to the back.  Soon, he comes back with a carrier in his mouth. A chastity cage box is resting on the carrier.  He takes several trips to get all that we want to purchase.  The carrier looks specially designed for dogs to carry small objects.  I have to laugh. That is very innovative.  Maybe having a pup would be useful. 

I grab a large wooden paddle with holes in it and a few canes.  As I pet my slave, he shivers at the sight of the canes.  I need to remember not to use the canes on the boy, only on Simon and any other slaves I acquire.  I don’t think this boy will disobey me.  Yet, I don’t think Simon will want to disobey me but he still has lots to learn about being my slave.

I lean down and whisper in the boy’s ear, “I will not use it on you unless you willingly disobey me.”

He cries out, “Master, I will never want to disobey you, Please Master!”

He stares a the canes and I hear the desperation in his voice, knowing he speaks the truth.  His parent’s Master really did put the fear of god in him.  He will be the model of perfection that all my slaves will aspire to be.  

I hand him the paddles and canes as we walk to the cashier.  I see the boy is even afraid of carrying the instruments of pain.  I don’t blame him.  They have to hurt!  

I shake Jason’s hand and thank him for all his help.  Joe does the same.  I have Zhong and Jun carry the boxes to the car.  This time I leave the boys naked since that is what the Master from yesterday did.  Why not?

The boys look nervous being naked in public.  However, Jason is right, they need more time being naked in public.  The community does have a public pool where nudity is allowed for 16 years old and up.  We are after all a very progressive community.    

Joe drives us to Simon’s apartment building.  I can’t wait to collar the boy in front of my fathers and his parents.  Before we get out I have the boy put on his Speedos.  I don’t think the residents of this apartment building would understand a naked slave walking around.  I dream that will change someday but that is just a fantasy.  

I bust through the door using my phone to open the door of my slave’s apartment.  My slave Zhong follows me like a lost puppy. 

Simon stares at the boy in shock.  I see Zhong smirk at him.  He is a slut but my slut. It might be fun to have them entertain me sometime, having a live sex show for Joe and me.  It would be better than the porn I watch every morning. 

I point at Zhong, “Come let me introduce you to my other slave Simon and his parents.”

Zhong smiles at the three naked slaves.  I am a bit surprised he is not shocked at seeing a naked family.  I wonder if his parents are kept naked by their Master.  After Joe walks in with his slave, I close the door. 

I look at Zhong and Jun, “STRIP.”

The boy strips out of his Speedos without a second thought.  Yes, he is used to being naked in front of adults or he is just very well-trained.  His brother quickly follows.  

“Now kneel all of you!”

All five slaves kneel in front of Joe and me. It is a sight to see.   Yes, I want a harem of slaves like my fathers do. 

“Tonight, I’m collaring slave Simon. I now have his Slavery Contract created.  In front of my fathers and yourselves, he will sign the contract and other documents then I will collar him.  From that point forward he will be my property to do with as I see fit.”

I turn to Joe, “Record this.”

Then look back at Simon’s parents, “Do accept my Ownership of your son and give up all parental rights?  To never have a say in how your son behaves or even thinks?  Support my Ownership of your son.  And continue to train him to be the perfect slave his was bred to be.”

The Mother responds in an even voice like it has been rehearsed many times. 

“YES, MASTER.  SIMON’S FATHER AND ME GIVE UP ALL PARENTAL RIGHTS TO OUR SON.  WE GIVE HIM TO YOU, TO OWN AS YOUR PROPERTY.  WE HAVE NO SAY IN HOW OUR SON BEHAVES OR THINKS. WE SUPPORT YOUR OWNERSHIP OF YOUR SON.  WE WILL CONTINUE TO TRAIN HIM TO BE THE SLAVE WE BRED HIM TO BE.  WE GIVE OUR SON TO YOU, MASTER.  PLEASE TAKE GOOD CARE OF HIM, MASTER.”

I look at the father, “Do you agree?”

“YES, MASTER!  I AGREE!,” almost yelling as he says it.  I hear the pain and joy in his answer.  The pain of losing his son but the joy that his son is finally where he belongs, at my feet.  

I smirk at the man who is not a man at all, “Good.  Now show me what you have done while I was gone.”

The father leads me through the small apartment first showing me the enema attachment to the toilet for all the slaves to use.  Then we move on to see steel hooks connected to various places throughout the apartment as I have drawn up.  While we are still in the bathroom, Simon’s father points out hooks mounted to the floor on either side of the toilet.  The slaves can serve my cock as I take a dump, either sucking me off or drinking my piss.  The slaves can also be used to clean the toilet.  I have seen it done in the porn movies I watched.  It would be hot to see one of the slaves clean the toilet bowl.     

Next, Simon’s father shows me hooks are installed on the walls of the shower stall.  It will be a good place to keep one of my slaves spread eagle as his body is being shaved from head to toe.  I’m especially looking forward to seeing the reaction from future newer claimed slaves as I remove their hair for the first time.  I would have shaved Simon myself but I didn’t have time before practice this morning.

I see Zhong is already shaved completely.  You would think it is because he is a swimmer.   Yet, I suspect it is because of his parent’s Master.  Maybe that is why the Master allowed the boys to join the swim team so they could be shaved without causing undue suspicions.  The irony is that gay guys like to shave their bodies.  It is common in the gay community.

We move on to the dining room which is just off from the bathroom.  I do notice that there is no door to the bathroom.  

“Slave, why is there no door for the bathroom?  Is it your idea?”

“Master, it’s not this slave’s idea.  Slave Ralph removed the door but didn’t replace it.  He said that Master Alex suggested that slaves shouldn’t have privacy.”

Once again Alex is a master manipulator of slaves in our community.  I don’t disagree with his decision.  Slaves shouldn’t have privacy.  I kind of like it because I can sit at the small dining room table and see the whole bathroom.  I make sure my slave is doing as he is told without a place to hide.  

In the dining room, see three sets of four hooks lining the wall just the way I wanted.  All three or just one or two slaves can be attached spread eagle as I eat.  Simon like bondage so these hooks should make him a horny little slut that I know he is.  The hornier a slave is the more devoted they will be to me.  

Under the table, are hooks as well. They will keep my slave in service of my cock as I eat.   

These hooks will make my slaves feel like they cannot escape their service to me.  They have no choice but to be bound and controlled physically.  This just fuels their need to serve me.  In reality, they are mentally bound to me anyways.  The physical confinement just reinforces the mental bond they have towards me.

The father then leads me to the living room.  There is a recliner and a couch.  In front of every place where someone can sit is a flat hook in the floor.  You could walk on it and only feel a small bump.  The father picked a good choice in hook design.  I wonder if the chastity cage can be magnetically controlled like the cuffs.  Keeping my slaves locked to the floor by their chastity cage will again signal mentally that I have control over their dicks and balls.  Alex is right, it is fun to manipulate a slave’s mind. 

I think back at the slavery contract I created with Jason.  Jason suggested adding a rule that slaves shouldn’t sit on the furniture.  I thought it was an excellent idea so added it to the contract. 

So, I order loud enough for everyone in the apartment to hear, “Slaves! I forbid you from sitting on any furniture. From now on all slaves only sit on the floor.”

Each slave says, “Yes, Master.”

There are two bedrooms one on either side of the apartment with the living room in the middle.  I remember fucking my slave in every room of this apartment.  I then walk into my slave’s bedroom and smile. 

“Boy, I see you followed my orders,” as I pick up some of his clothes. 

Simon rushes to my side and kneels next to me, looking up at me longingly.  Did the boy miss me?

“Boy, grab some trash bags.”

He runs to the kitchen and comes back with a box of kitchen trash bags.  I start looking for what I want him to keep.  I see a lot of cut-off shorts.  They have some holes in them and look used.  Yes, these will be a reminder to him that they were never his clothes in the first place.  They are just hand-me-downs and he is lucky to be allowed to have clothes at all.  I choose the ones that look a little big on him so the chastity cage will fit in them.  Next, I pick out some spandex shorts and shirts that will make him look sexy when I show him off in public. Plus, the cage will be visible for all to see.  He will no longer be able to hide as a free boy.  Everyone will see him as a caged and collared slave boy.  

Look down at the boy kneeling next to me, “Boy, put all of the rest of the clothes in bags.  As a slave, you will not be needing them.” 

When he is done, I throw a pair of spandex shorts at him. 

“Put those on when we get to the door.  We are leaving.  Grab the bag of clothes.”

Slave Zhong helps with a bag, smiling at Simon and then at me.  I pat Zhong on his naked ass. 

“Good, boy! Get your speedo back on.”

His smile widens into a huge grin.  My slaves follow me out of the apartment.  However, as I leave, I look at the slave parents. 

“Get something on that shows your status but less is better. Then meet me at Joe’s car. 

While the parents are getting dressed, I see a donation box for clothes.  

“Boys, throw the bags in the donation box.”

Simon and Zhong throw the bags into the box. 

“Good, those clothes will go to someone that really needs them,” once again indicating he does not them since is just a slave

I walk to the car and open the back door.  My slaves follow dutifully behind me.  They look sexy in just spandex shorts and a Speedo.  

Pointing to Zhong, I order, “Slave, get in then strip.” 

Zhong smiles and jumps into the back seat and quickly strips.  At that point, Simon’s parents show up.  The father is in black and white spandex shorts, a white bowtie, and barefoot.  The outfit reminds me of a sexy butler uniform that a male stripper might wear.  The mother is dressed in a sexy maid uniform with a miniskirt size dress.

I hear a whistle from a balcony above.  Looking down at us is Malik, one of two black boys on my wrestling team.  The white boy who submitted to him in the locker room is next to him with the black boy’s arm around his shoulders. 

He calls down to me, “Shit! Man, did you get that whole white family to submit to you?”

I smirk up at my friend, “Yeah, they did. I claimed the white boy and his parents yesterday.”

Others in the building start whistling down at us. Malik looks at his white boy, asking loud enough for all to hear. 

“WHITE BOY! DO YOU WANT ME TO DO THE SAME TO YOUR FAMILY?”

I can’t hear what the boy said so I yell back, “WHAT DID THE BOY SAY?”

Malik yells, “YOU WON’T BELIEVE IT, THE BOY SAID YES!”

I laugh and yell, “I’M NOT SURPRISED.  SLAVES LIKE HIM WILL DO ANYTHING FOR HIS MASTER!”

“SLAVES!  IS THAT WHAT YOUR WHITE FAMILY ARE, SLAVES?”

“YES, I OWN THEM.”

“FUCK, MAN!  I NEED A FAMILY OF WHITE SLAVES!”

“YEAH, I BET YOU COULD CLAIM YOUR BOY’S FAMILY”

“SHIT MAN!  DO YOU THINK SO?

“YES, JUST DOMINATE THEM AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS!”

“I WILL HAVE TO DO THAT!”

“GREAT, I’M ON MY WAY TO COLLAR THIS WHITE BOY,” grabbing Simon’s ass and pulling him to me. 

“WHERE DID YOU GET THE COLLAR?”

“A KINKY LEATHER SHOP DOWNTOWN.”

“OH, I KNOW THE PLACE.  I WILL HAVE TO GET ONE FOR MY BOY AND POSSIBLY HIS FAMILY TOO.”

“COOL, GOOD LUCK. MAN, I NEED TO RUN.  SEE YOU AT PRACTICS TOMORROW.”

“SEE YOU, MAN!”

Then everyone in the apartment building starts calling out for support of Malik to enslave his white boy’s family.  Most are black and yell “ENSLAVE THE WHITE BOY’S FAMILY, SHOT THEM WHO IS BETTER, OWN THOSE CRACKERS.”  Some whites are even calling out to enslave their own race. They are must likely slaves hiding who they really are, trying to ack like thoes dominant Black Men!

I then push my boy’s father towards the open door, “Slave, strip and kneel on the floor board.”

I watch the sexy father strip in public then crawl in while Zhong smirks down at him.  He looks completely humiliated especially after I outed his family's slavery to the whole apartment building.  

I hop in next to Zhong with my legs around the father's body. I put my right arm around Zhong’s naked shoulders.  Looking down at the father, I shove his face into my shorts. 

“Girl, strip and kneel next to your husband.”

The mother strips just outside the door. I hear more whistles from above.  She then quickly gets in and kneels next to her husband.

“Boy, like your mother, strip where you are.”

He looks up and sees his neighbors whistling as he strips naked in front of the whole apartment building. I laugh seeing his face turn a bright shade of red.  

I then pat the seat next to me, “Come sit next to your Master.”

He climbs in while I guide his legs so his mother is kneeling between them.  I smirk as she looks directly at her boy’s dick. 

My boy closes the door and Joe drives us home.  I think I need some entertainment.  So, I grab both my boy’s dicks and start stroking them.  I laugh to myself, this will be the last time Simon will ever get his dick stroked.  It is only appropriate that I’m the one stroking and not himself.  It doesn’t take him long to get rock-hard.  I smirk at the mother. 

“Girl, suck your son’s balls”

I hear a gasp from both father and mother.  As for my slave, he is too busy moaning to realize what I said. 

I get just as hard as my slave while watching his mother lean forward and start licking her son’s balls.  The boy starts moaning more.  Before he realizes what is happening, I let go of his dick and order his mother to start sucking.  Then to distract Simon more, I grab the back of his head, pulling him into a deep passionate kiss.

The boy now is moaning even more as my tongue takes charge of his mouth.  My boy starts humping his mother’s mouth, getting his first and last blow job of his life.  Then I feel my shorts being pulled down and two mouths are taking turns lick and sucking my cock and balls.  Zhong and Simon’s father are sharing me with each other.  They are expert cocksuckers.  

I hear sucking sounds from the front and see in the corner of my eye, Joe is watching me with admiration through the rearview mirror.  I know Joe worships the ground I stand on.   That is one of the reasons we are best buds. 

Joe pulls up to the gate of my mansion, using the key card I gave him to get through the gate. The estate has a long winding road up to the house.  The estate grounds are very private.  Shit, it is a perfect place to keep slaves hidden from the world.  When I did research on the estate, I found out it is in a no-fly zone for civilian aircraft since it is in the military’s fly zone for the base nearby.  That must be the reason, my fathers purchased the estate and formed the community here.  Where else would you feel safer than in the community you built, in a no-fly zone, and behind a brick wall to hide your enslaved staff?  I always wonder why my father, the Mayor, went to the trouble of being the mayor of this small town.  He comes from a very wealthy family and could do anything he liked.  I figured it had to do with him being gay and wanting to make a difference in the gay community.  Yet, now I think it is more than that.  He and his husband want a safe place to keep their slaves out of the prying eyes of the press.     

I have Joe pull up to the front of the house.  One of the house staff opens the door.  He is one of the cute boys assigned to helping anyone that comes to the house, like opening car doors and getting their luggage if they are staying the night.  He must only be 18 or 20 years old.  I think his parents also work for my fathers or should I think of them as their slaves?  When he opens the door he is not shocked to see the scene in front of him.  He just steps back with his hands behind his back waiting for me.  I think he is either good at keeping his cool or he has seen something like this before.  Has he witnessed his own parents used as sex slaves?  Or, has he been used by my fathers?

I roar as I dump my load into the father’s mouth while still kissing Simon.  

I break the kiss for a second, “Shoot for your, Master.”

The boy moans and whimpers now as he instantly follows my orders.  I laugh to myself, the first and maybe the last time he gets a blow job is from his mother.  Yeah, I know, I’m a sadist bastard.  Yet, I find it too fun to humilate him.  Wait until he realizes who he shots load into. 

After the boy recovers, he looks down in shock at seeing his mother milking his dick dry.  

I order all the slaves, “Get out and my two slaves leave the clothes. My sweet boys won’t need them here.”

When I get out, smirking when I watch the naked mother and father grab their sexy butler and maid uniforms then stand next to their naked son beside the car.  I look at Hieu, the boy who opened my door and another Asian boy.  I looked up the name when I moved here.  It means ‘Respectful Attitude’ which I find ironic since that has always seemed to fit Hieu.   The boy has always been very respectful of me.  This is no different. 

“Master George, how may I assist you today.”

“Boy, get the boxes and bags from the trunk and bring them to my room.”

Before I go to my room I look at my boy’s father and mother. 

“Go to work. I’m sure my fathers will appreciate your help!,” laughing as I walk up stairs to my room. 

The boy, Hieu, grabs the boxes and bags as best he can as he leads us to my room.  Joe, I, and our slave boys follow Hieu to my room.   I watch the cute ass on Hieu carrying the heavy boxes.  Hieu does have a nice ass displayed in his tight bellboy uniform.  For the past year, I have been wanting to fuck the boy but thought the staff was off limits.  Now, I’m rethinking that assumption.  I think they are just the opposite, available to use at any time. 

I get in my room and have to take a massive piss.

“Hieu put the boxes on the bed.”

“Yes, Master George.  Is there anything else I can assist with?”

“No that will be all. You may go now.”

“As you wish, Master George.”

As Hieu leaves, I then rush into the bathroom.  Joe follows me. It is not uncommon for Joe and I to piss together.   Suddenly, Zhong and Jun rush into the bathroom and kneel in front of Joe and me. They both look up at us with our cocks out.

Zhong says, “Masters, please let my brother and me drink your piss.  It would be our honor to serve in this way.”

Joe and I smirk at the two slaves. 

Joe says, “Cool!”

I reply, “If that is what you want, why not!”

The boys take our soft cock in their warm mouths.  I look at their gorgeous faces then let go of the piss I have been holding since I shot my load into the father’s mouth.  

Joe sighs, “Fuck! That feels wonderful!”

I agree, “Yeah, it does.  I have been holding it since I dumped my load in the father’s throat.”

“Me too, George.  We should have just pissed it into the slave’s mouths after dumping our loads.”

“Joe, you’re right!  I usually have to piss after dumping a load.”

“Yeah, man! I know what you mean.”

I then hear choking sounds from my room. OH FUCK NO!

I rush out of the bathroom with my cock flopping back and forth.  In the middle of my room,  Brad is choking my slave Simon.  He has his back to me.  I rush up to him and kick him right in the nuts. 

He lets go of my slave and falls to the ground holding his sore balls, laying on his back.  His legs are spread wide so I kick his hands which causes him to let go of his balls.  I’m really pissed now, I stomp on his balls hard!  He screams out in pain.  I keep stomping on them until Joe pulls me back. 

“George, you might bust his balls.  Your fathers will take his side!”

I look down at my asshole brother with rage, “I don’t care.  He needs to pay.”

Joe is still holding my arms, keeping me just out of reach of his balls.

“DAM IT! JOE.  LET ME GO!”

“NO! IF HE NEEDS PAYBACK THEN FUCK HIM RAW!”

Fuck my cock is now rock hard from the rage.  Shit Joe is right.  Fucking will do more to his fragile ego than beating the shit out of his balls.  Plus, he would never admit to being raped by his adopted brother.  He has always seen me as less than him.  Just a charity case for our fathers. 

Now more horny and less bent on killing the bastard, I say. 

“OK, Joe.  That is what he deserves.”

In too much pain to run Brad looks up at me with more fear than before.  Joe lets go of my arms so I quickly grab hold of Brad’s shirt, ripping it from his body.  Joe does the same to his shorts.  We are both very strong from working out every day.  So, ripping some clothes off the asshole is easy.  He is a skinny weakling who hasn’t worked out in a day of his life.  Now cowering naked before us, I flip him over on his stomach.  I put him into a wrestling pin, while Joe lubes up my cock and aims it at his hole.  In one quick thrust, push my cock all the way into his tight hole.  I start fucking him like a wild animal in heat.  I growl in his ear as any predator would do to his prey!   

I relentlessly fuck him with as much force as my powerful hips can take.  At first, he struggled to break free.  Yet, I’m a trained wrestler with twice his strength.  There is no way he can possibly break free from the hold I have him in.  So, he starts to beg me to stop.  If he was a lover I would.  Yet, he is not equal to me.  The fucker tried to choke my property to death.  He might have succeeded if I didn’t stop him!  Raping him is the best I can do to him.  He deserves no mercy!  When pleading doesn’t help, he started to cry and I knew I broke him.  All resistance fades so the only thing that can be heard in the room is his crying and me fucking the shit out of his tight hole.  Remember that Joe and I liked to see who lasts the longest before we shoot our loads.  Well, here is where that training is put to use.  Laying on top of him on the floor, I fuck him for 2 hours nonstop, until Simon’s father knocks on my bedroom door.  He is the only one who comes to my door, so I know it is him.  

I reposition us so, Brad and I are facing the door. 

Then I say to Joe, “Open the door.”

I want to humiliate this asshole, to break him even more.  Simon’s father looks at me fucking Brad and smiles with a huge grin.  He never usual shows any emotion around me just like an old time butler or should I think an old time slave would act like.  He quickly composes himself but the blow to Brad’s ego was done.  He starts to cry more.  

“Master, excuse me for the interruption.  Dinner is almost ready.  My Masters wish for you and Brad to join him for dinner.  Master, we have guests.  I believe you know Master Frank and his son, Alex.  I will leave you to finish up and then dress up for dinner.”

I just grunt, but never stop fucking as Simon’s father leaves.  I know I have to shoot soon or one of our fathers might come up and find me raping their son.  FUCK!  I’m even more pissed now!  This fuels my need to dump my load.  So, I fuck him harder and faster until finally, I dump a massive load into his hole. 

I roar out a deep growl that anyone in the west ring would hear.  All my fathers’ slaves in the wing must have heard me cum.  They know that roar since it is not the first time I fucked a boy in my room.  I then get an idea.  

After I recover, I release Brad.  He is in no shape to get up.  I stand up and kick him in the ribs.  Then grab hold of his hair and drag him to the bedroom door.  I lift him up by his hair and open the door, tossing him onto the balcony for the bedrooms of the West Wing.  It is an open square court with a garden in the middle and a glass dome to let sunlight in.  Brad is now laying on his side looking through the railings as all the servants are staring at him with shock.  I stand in the doorway and say loud enough for the servants to hear. 

I look down and point at the asshole, “If you ever touch my boy or any of my father’s servants ever again, I will kill you and dispose of your body.  Remember where I came from, bitch!  Now, get to your room.  We have guests.  Clean that skinny ass body up and look presentable.” 

Brad’s face turns white as a sheet.  I know he truly fears me now.  Joe hands me his shredded clothes and I throw them at him.  

I yell, “GO!”

This breaks him out of his paralyzing fear and runs to his room naked, holding his ass with his ripped clothes so my cum doesn’t leak out.  

I look at all my father’s servants, “IF THAT ASSHOLE GIVES YOU ANY TROUBLE COME TO ME.”

I hear whispers, “Yes, Master,” from all the servants. 

They all have smiles on their faces. At that moment, I won them over and they will do anything for me.  They have become my devoted slaves now. 

“BACK TO WORK!”

More slaves say, “Yes, Master” but this time they thank me too. 

Still pissed, I walk into my room to find Simon still on the floor in tears.  I rush to his side, feeling guilty that I didn’t think of him before my rage took over.  

“Boy, are you alright?”

He jumps into my arms, holding me tight! 

He whispers, “Thank you, Master.  I love you so much!”

I rub his head, calming him down.

I whisper back, “It’s OK, as long as you're OK, you’re OK right?”

“Yes, Master, I’m OK. Thank you for saving me.  I love you and will forever be in your debt. I want to serve you for the rest of my life!”

“Good, boy.  I’m glad you’re alright.  I want to protect what I own.  I will always protect you, my boy.  You’re very special to me.  It pleases me deeply that you give yourself to me for as long as you live.  Let’s hope it’s a long, long life.”

He laughs, “Yes, Master, I hope so.”

I let go of my boy and stand up, looking down at him. 

“Now, my Slave, let’s get ready for dinner and meet my fathers’ guests.  I need a shower and a change of clothes.  Come, clean your Master.”

My boy starts to stand. 

Snapping my fingers, “Down!,” pointing to the ground. 

I turn and walk into my large bathroom, not looking back.  I know the boy will crawl after me.  I open the shower door, walk in, and turn to see my slave has followed me like a good pet. 

“Get into the shower with me.”

My slave Zhong is kneeling in the doorway with a concerned look on his face.  Is he concerned for Simon or fear me?  It must have been a shock to see me in such a rage. 

I order, “Find me some nice dress clothes for the diner.”

Zhong replies in the sweet voice I love so much, “Yes, Master.” 

He runs off with a smile on his face, the concern gone.  I laugh.  He loves obeying me.  I’m very lucky that he chose me as his Master. 

I look down at Simon, “Clean your Master.,” and then turn on the hot water. 

I close my eyes as the hot water runs down my body.  Simon runs his soft hands all over me.  DAM! This is nice.  I have two slaves working hard to please me.  All I have to do is relax, especially what just happened with Brad.  I need to wind down.  Simon is helping with that.  Simon finishes cleaning me with his tongue in my hole.  I lean forward, onto the shower’s wall, as the hot water hits us from multiple shower heads.   Simon grabs my ass cheeks, spreading them wide, to get better access to my hole.  FUCK! His tongue feels so good.

Now that I’m a lot more relaxed, I know I have to get dressed for dinner with my father, ‘The Mayor’.  I hate these dinners.  It is usually with someone who my father, the Mayor, wants to impress to so he can get in their favor or funding for our small town.  Sometimes, I think they adopted me to show me off as someone they saved after my parents died.  I figured that was the case when I agreed to be adopted.  I mean what did I have to lose?  Two rich gay guys bringing me into their home.  At least, I will live a life with more money then my parents had in a lifetime.  I would have been living on the streets and had to join a gang.  I wrestled in my old high school but it was a class ‘C” school with no funding.  My parents encouraged me to wrestle to keep me out of trouble.  I fought against it at first, knowing how to street fight was all I was good at.  Wrestling seemed childish compared to fighting for your life on the street.  Yet, to my surprise, I'm really good at it and it took my focus off the streets.  I now have a team and friends that supported me instead of wanting something from me.   

When my parents died my case worker was going to put me into the system.  Who knows where I would have ended up?  I most likely would be fighting in the streets once again with no prospect for the future.  I know there are some good foster parents.  However, from the ‘friends’ I had on the street many are foster parents for the money.  So, I jumped at the chance to have two rich guys offer to adopt me.  When I hacked their account, I saw emails from my father, the Mayor, and his campaign advisor.  His advisor said it would look good in the press if the Mayor adopted me.  He was using me so why not use him too.   It is a win - win situation.   I have to laugh, I now own the slave they basically were breeding to for themselves.  So, what if they use me to gain some favors in the press or impress some rich dude.  In exchange, I have their bred slave. 

I turn off the water and rest my forehead against the wall, still enjoying my slave’s tongue. 

“Boy, dry your Master.”

The boy removes his wonderful tongue causing me to regret having to go to this damn dinner.  Yet, I know I have to play the part so I can do what they adopted me for.   Fuck!  Am I like another one of their slaves?  They control me with their money and assets like this slave drying my legs or his father who serves them too. They bought me like they bought my slave’s parents.  Well, If I’m to be their ‘slave son’, I’m going to take advantage of them, using my status as their son to get what I want. 

After, drying me, Zhong has some nice looking clothes laid out for me.  I think he is just as good as Simon’s father at selecting formal clothes.  More slave training from his parent’s Master.  Zhong and Jun even dress me, working together perfectly.  

Before leaving my room, I order my slaves, “Stay here.  I’m locking the door so the asshole brother doesn’t get in.  I will have Simon’s father come for Simon when it is time to collar him. Boys, stay naked even when you leave this room.  After tonight, my slaves will never wear clothes in this house.”

Simon says, “Yes, Master,” still kneeling naked while I was geting dressed.  

After Zhong and Jun finish dressing me, they kneel naked, saying “Yes, Master,” at the same time.  

“Joe, stay here and keep an eye on my slaves.  Protect my property.”

“Will, do.” 

“Thanks, Joe.”

I walk out of my room, locking the door as I leave.  I’m sure Joe will protect my slaves.  He is a loyal friend.  He serves me well. 

I walk into the dining room, seeing my father's guests are already seated.  I see Alex with his father Frank sitting at the table.  I have seen Frank here many times but not with Alex.   

“Fathers, I’m sorry I'm late. I got caught up with something.”

Before my father get to scold me, Frank cuts them off with a smile

He gets up and shakes my hand, “George, it is good to see you again.  WOW, you have grown even more than the first time I seen you a year ago.  I hear good things about you from Alex.”

He pats me on the back and guides me to a seat between Alex and himself.  I sit down.  He sits down next to me, rubbing my leg as he does.   Alex rubs the other leg. With both these hot men now rubbing my legs, my cock starts to grow. 

Frank then looks at my father, the Mayor. 

“Well, as I was saying, I have something very important that has come to my attention.  It has to do with your son, Brad.”

I glance over at Alex and he is rubbing Brad’s leg too.  I get jealous of my asshole brother.  Alex then cups Brad’s balls and squeezes them, holding them in his hand.  Brad winces, most likely he is still in pain from my kicks to his balls early.  Seeing Brad in pain only gets my cock even harder.  Alex now rubs my cock up and down through my dress pants. FUCK ME!

My father, the Mayor, asks, “What about Brad?  Did he do something foolish?”

Frank replies, “Yes, I'm afraid so.  You see he has a girlfriend who he has been fucking.”

My father laughs, “So, he is a boy and has his needs.  What's your point?”

Frank takes over rubbing my cock as he continues, “Well, the girl he has been fucking for two years is just turned 16 now.  That means he is guilty of statutory rape two years ago.  He could go to prison now that he is old enough to be considered an Adult.”

My father always chooses his son over others.  I wonder what he is going to do now. 

“How much does the girl want?”

Of course, he is going to try to bribe her.

“Mayor, it’s not as simple as that."

"Why not? Everyone has a price.” 

"Well Mayor… You see, the girl is now a slave to one of my good friends.  My friend says that not only did Brad rape her but has been abusing her as well.  Therefore, her Master wants Brad punished for his crimes.” 

Oh shit this is getting good. Which makes my cock grow even harder. I want see Brad to be punished! 

“What the girl is a slave.  We can’t have slaves in our community.”

Oh fuck what a hypocrite! 

Frank laughs in a deep commanding voice that gets everyone's attention.  I have to laugh too.  What is my father kidding?

“Don’t give me that righteous bullshit.  I know all about your servants.  Or should I say slaves? You own more slaves than anyone in this town.”

Frank is not wrong.  There are 20 slaves taking care of this house.  From hacking my father’s bank accounts he has never paid them a cent.  They all have credit cards with low limits.  Just enough to live on just like Simon’s parents.  All the expenses for their apartments or condos are paid for by Fathers.  They are completely dependant on my fathers to survive. 

My father glares at Frank.  Yet, Frank doesn’t back down but instead gives him an ultimatum. 

“Brad needs to be enslaved for his crimes.   Your new son shall be his new Master.”

Frank lets go of my cock and slaps me on the back. I look at him and then at my father. 

“What the fuck," my father yells, "I’m not going to enslave my own son to my adopted Son.”  

He said 'Adopted Son' like I wasn’t even his son.  Like I was another one of his slaves.  Fuck my father is an asshole too. 

“Yes, you will or this will go to the press and your son Brad will be arrested, convicted, and thrown in prison with some black bulls where he wished he was George’s slave.  You know I have several Judges in my pocket. I will make sure his case is seen by one of those judges.”

At this point, Brad tries to defend himself but Alex squeezes his balls hard, causing him to wince in pain.  This shuts him up.  He cannot get up either with Alex's tight grip on his balls. It's one weakness males have is our exposed balls. 

Frank then goes back to rub my hard cock.  DAM! I love seeing Brad in pain.  If I get to be his Master, I can cause all kinds of pain to the boy and our fathers won't be able to do a DAMN thing about it.  I now like this plan and Frank even more.  

My father again stares at Frank. Yet, Frank gives no indication he is going to back down.  Then to my surprise my father lowers his head in defeat, “OK, Frank. You Win.  Brad will become George’s slave.”

“Good, I want him collared with a special collar that will ensure his enslavement and that he can’t harm anyone ever again.  Also, I want you to sign a law legalizing volunteer slavery in our town.  I already have the votes with the city council.”

“WHAT! THAT'S POLITICAL SUICIDE! ”

“No, it will not.  Because Mister Mayor, I have a plan to make you governor.  We are going to use the issues with bullying in school to justify volunteer slavery.  You Mister Mayor will be saving this country from the bullies of the world.  The bullies will become Masters owning willing slaves that want to be bullied. My son Alex here has already started a ‘Managed Bullying’ program at our high school.  In fact, your son George already has two slaves.  I guess like father like son.”

I look up at my father with a smirk on my face.  He looks at me with something new.  Something he never expected from.  Do I see a spark of respect for me? 

“Not only does George own two slaves but one of them is a son of two of your slaves.”

I stare at my father and for some reason he is not shocked.  He knows!  How does he know I enslaved Simon?  FUCK! There must be a camera in Simon’s apartment.  I didn’t see any but I bet the camera is in the parent’s bedroom.  He saw me fucking Simon and sleeping with his slaves. 
 
He calls over Simon’s father and whispers in his ear.  He runs off, I assume to get his son.  

“Your son George follows in your footsteps.  He will be a perfect Master.  He will replace you as Mayor when you become governor.” 

HOLLY SHIT!  Frank wants me to become Mayor.  My father is now looking at me with new interests.  He smiles at me and asks. 

“Son, do you want to follow me as Mayor of this town?”

I think about it.  It would give me a lot of power and control over a town that has legalized slavery.  I think it would be an interesting idea. 

I speak up for now, “I will have to think about it but I’m not opposed to the idea.  It  would be nice to be in control of a town that has legalized slavery.”

Frank laughs loudly again, “Yes, he does take after you, Mister Mayor.”

He looks at me, “You would make an excellent Mayor.  But remember it is volunteer slavery. No one is being forced to become a slave. Just the opposite.  The submissive boys and girls will volunteer enslavement to protect the weak. Those submissives are stronger than anyone can imagine. It takes real courage to give up your freedom to save others from being bullied without their consent.  They are the real soldiers and sacrificing themselves for the greater good.”

“So, it will be like a soldier joining the military and saving our country. Yet, the slaves are saving the bullied and weak of our country. Giving themselves up in place of the bullied boy or girl."

“Exactly, this law will spread from this town to other towns and then cities until the majority of the state is in favor of legalizing volunteer slavery.  By that time, your father will become Governor it will be seen as a way to save our children or anyone being bullied, young and old. Of course, eventually, it will be challenged in the courts and then go to the Supreme Court.  Since it is volunteer slavery and our country basically enslaves soldiers all the time, there is a strong argument that volunteer slavery could be legal under the Constitution.  I know the Supreme Court will uphold the law since a few of the judges were my slaves in college. I'm sure I will be able to persuade them since they are already open to the idea.  However, there will be a fear that future the Supreme Court justices might overturn their own judgment.  So, your father will propose a Constitutional amendment that specifically legalizes volunteer slavery and continues to outlaw forced slavery except in one case.  That being punishments for forced bullying will be lifetime enslavement. It will seem as a way to protect the weak from being bullied without their consent. This will give the amendment balance.  People will see it as saving the weak and showing that this type of slavery is different from the past.  When someone is accused of forced bullying they will be put on trial by their Master and slaves, their peers.  This will be the only time a slave will be able to make a decision without their Master.  The Jury cannot consist of a Master and their owned slave.  That would make for an unfair trial.  This will become a movement that is so popular that states will have to amend the Constitution or the lawmakers will be voted out of office.”

HOLLY CRAP!  Frank wants to legalize slavery across the country and plans on using my father to make it happen.  I just need to replace him as Mayor so he can become Governor.  DAM! I thought Alex was manipulative and cuddling.  I now know where Alex gets it from. 

My father, the Mayor, first looks at Frank like he is crazy. Then for a few minutes later, I can tell he was thinking about it.  Then a smile forms on his face. 

"So, if I do this I will have your full support and your influence?" 

"Yes. I will support you and your son George 100%.  However, you have to do everything I tell you to do each step of the way. You will hire the campaign manager and staff that I select. People I can trust. You will vote for bills I approve of only!  From this point forward, I will run your life to the governor’s mansion and beyond."

"OK, but I want to become President too."

"I can make that happen. First, you need to get the Constitution amended while you're Governor. After that, I will help you become President. Your campaign will be built on the foundation of volunteer slavery saves our country, uniting us all under the power of owning slaves. Dominant men and women will no longer fight each other.  The need to dominate others will be directed at the slaves they own.  Eventually, domination of one Master to another will need to be outlawed. Punishment is to be enslavement of the Master behaving aggressively to another Master.  The worst fear a Master will have is enslavement.  So, this will keep harmful violence towards others in check.  We will finally find true peace and happiness through volunteer slavery."

If I heard this idea from anyone else I would have told him he was crazy! Yet, coming from Frank, who has the confidence and charm that he has, I believe him.  It is crazy to think our country will finally find peace by enslaving the submissives of the world. This thought causes my cock to grow even harder.  Frank now has his hand down my pants jerking me off as we are discussing enslaving most of all submissive of our country and possibly spreading to the rest of the world.  I could have an even larger harem than my fathers have.  

Frank then looks at me, moving my eyes to meet his. Damn! He has dominating but disarming eyes.  I want to agree with anything he says.  Being extremely horny helps. 

"Goerge, do you agree to succeed your father to be the next Mayor of this town? To do everything I tell you to do, make it happen?"

Suddenly, I feel like the 10 year old boy again, being called to my real Daddy for a leecher and spanking to remind me what I have learned. 

"Yes, Sir. I do. I will be whatever you want me to do to succeed my father as Mayor."

"Good boy! I know you will. You will make me proud." 

I couldn't help it. This man has a way of getting into a side of me I haven't felt in years. Since my real Dad used to dominate me growing up. 

"Yes Sir, I promise to make you proud."

I truly do want to make him proud of me.  

Frank calls out to everyone, “Excellent, Now let’s eat.”

Just then Simon’s parents, Simon, and Zhong all come out from the kitchen naked carrying our food.  Shit, it's like Frank ordered them to come out at that exact time.  Frank is an amazing man!  He has effectively taken over my father and in a way me by giving us what we want.  The slaves see this and follow him as well.  He is a Master manipulator and in a way owns my father and me.   

The four slaves serve us while Frank continues to stroke my cock.  GOD DAM! I’m so fucking horny.  I could fuck all four slaves over this table right now if Frank allowed it.  Alex still is holding tightly to Brad’s balls, keeping captured in his own home.  Yet, it isn’t his home anymore.  Frank just replaced Brad with me.  I grin at Brad who only looks at me with an evil stare.  I’m going to love breaking the boy! 

After eating and the food is taken away, my slaves, Simon and Zhong kneel behind my chair with their hands behind their backs.  Father, the Mayor, is staring at them seemingly jealous of me.  I smirk at my father, knowing he was planning on enslaving Simon all along.   Did he plan on enslaving Simon ever since the boy’s parents submit to him all those years ago?  Yes, the jealousy on his face tells me it is true.  What I didn’t know is Simon and Brad are half-brothers!   

Frank then turns to me, "Now, I understand you have a slave to the collar,” laughing, “Well now, two slaves in fact." 

OH SHIT!  I completely forgot about collaring Simon and now Brad!  Like on cue, Simon’s father walks in with two collars, which I assume are for me, one being the collar I purchased earlier.  

Franks stands up, “Let’s do this in a more appropriate setting,” turning to look at my father, the Mayor, “I assume you have a dungeon for playing with your slaves.”

“Yes, Sir.  You need to take the elevator to the basement.”

“Excellent, now stand up and strip.”

My father looks at Frank in shock!

“I thought I would just follow your lead in politics.”

“Well, boy you thought wrong.  Now do as I order or do I have to spank your ass in front of your son Goerge.”

Frank keeps referring to me as my father’s son and not Brad.  Brad is now completely ignored.  I can live with that.  

To my amazement, my father, the most powerful man in this town, so I thought, stands up and strips.   

Frank looks at my other father, “Do you want to join your husband?”

All he does and nod. 

“Get get the fuck up and strip!”

I watch with my mouth open, as my fathers strip on command.  They both are very fit for older guys,  Both slim just as I like.  I lick my lips as I see them differently for the first time in a year.  

Once they are naked, Frank orders, “Kneel!”

Both kneel like slaves would with their hands behind their backs.  Then two more collared slaves walk into the living room.  They are older and just as hot as my fathers.  I smile at what they are carrying.  Each slave is carrying a chastity device.  

“Come!  Let’s get more comfortable in the dungeon.”

Alex pulls Brad up from the chair and rips his clothes off just like I did earlier.  He is now too scared to even try to fight.  After I beat him earlier all that cockiness has faded.  Plus, seeing his fathers submit to Frank, he will follow Alex like a scared puppy. 

Frank leads the way as Alex and I follow him with all the slaves following us.  I don’t even bother to put my hard cock away.  I sense the power that Frank projects to everyone around him.  My cock knows it.  I feel a similar rush from dominating a boy but a bit different.  Like I want to dominate my slaves because Frank wants me to.   He wants me to collar them so I want to collar them even more.  This feels like nothing I have ever felt.  Is this what my slaves feel like when they submit to me?   I think it is a little but not the same because I still want to be a Master.  Yet, I also want to please Frank.  It’s a little confusing but I want to see where this leads me.   SHIT!, I'm following the most powerful man in this town and I suspect the most powerful man in our country.  Who wouldn't want to see where this leads? 

A slave is waiting at the elevator door which I expect.  There are slaves everywhere in this house, helping their owners wherever they are needed.  I just hope they are all voluntary slaves. Well except for the asshole Brad who deserves to be enslaved. 

We all get into the elevator.  Like the other slaves, my slave Simon kneels between my legs.  My cock rests on his head.  I rub his ear as we wait for everyone to get into the large elevator.  

Frank then looks down at my naked father, “Well, boy, press the button to take us to the dungeon.”

With some fear in his voice, my father presses his fingerprint on a sensor of the elevator’s touch screen.  The word dungeon appears.  I have never seen that appear before.  That is why I never knew about the dungeon.  

As we descend, Frank orders, “Add me, my son, and Master George, access to the dungeon. “

“Yes, Sir,” says my father. 

It is the first time Frank refers to me as a Master.  It fills me with pride.  

My Father opens user access controls and has each of us press a finger on the sensor.  Nice!  I now have access to a dungeon to play with my slaves.  I can’t wait to see what it looks like. 

When the doors open, we step into a huge room with high ceilings. Lights come on automatically  It is an open floor plan, except for doors lining the left and right walls. They are about ten feet apart, reminiscent of prison cells.  Frank and Alex don't seem to be phased by what they see. However, my slaves and I are wide-eyed at all the torture equipment spaced out around the dungeon.  There are all kinds of equipment to bind a slave to.  Two fuck benches like in Jason’s kinky leather shop.  I also recognize two slings for fucking a slave.  As we walk past, I notice some of the equipment is used for torture, like a rack to stretch a slave out by his wrist and ankles.  If you are not careful you could dislocate a slave's arms.  I'm glad asshole Brad didn’t get a chance to bring one of my slaves down here.  I look are him and he isn't blown away by all this.  In fact, he has a half smile as he crawls behind us naked.  Fuck my fathers must have given him access to this dungeon?  How many slaves did he torture down here?   Is he smiling because he remembers torturing those poor slaves?  I’m sure he wouldn’t have cared at all about damaging the slaves.  He obviously has no respect for slave property. 

There are also cuffs suspended from the ceiling where a slave could be hung by his wrists. I imagine Brad hanging by his wrists as I whip his back or cane his ass. The thought keeps my cock hard.  We then past two crosses facing each other. My imagination goes wild as I imagine attaching my slaves to the crosses and then Joe and I whip Brad and Simon at the same time.  I imagine Brad hates it while Simon is hard and leaking.  I noticed a lot of the equipment is in pairs and facing each other.  Shit, both my fathers must come down here to use their slaves at the same time and watch each other do it.  DAM! That is so fucking hot!.  I imagine Joe and I doing the same thing.  Yet, my fathers are the ones being tortured. I wonder if they would enjoy it or hate it. Seeing them crawling after Frank makes me tend to think they might enjoy it.  Their hard cocks swinging back and forth telling me they enjoy submitting to Frank.  Fuck who wouldn’t? I think if he orders me to strip and kneel I would too.  Like his son Alex, he just has that power about him that makes even Alphas submit.  He is like the King of the Alphas. 

Finally, we reach the other side of the dungeon where three chairs are on raised platforms. FUCK ME! Those are thrones that a King, Queen, and Prince would sit on.  Shit, my fathers built them to show he and my other father are Kings of their slaves. OH SHIT! The slightly lower chair was built for dickhead Brad. As if he is their prince.  The King two thrones look well used whereas the one for Brad doesn't.  Yet, it doe show some signs of use. That means Brad and my fathers were down here together. They were teaching the psychopath how to torture slaves. I can't believe they were really grooming him to be a Master.  That asshole is not sane and should never be in charge of slaves.  

Frank might have just saved the life of the poor helpless slaves of this house. They just want to serve their Owners.  They wouldn’t want to be Owned by a psychopath.  Who would?  

Frank and Alex sit on the thrones. Then gestures for me to sit where Brad would sit. I can imagine how pissed Brad is now.  Simon’s mother and several other slaves now enter the dungeon.  All but Simon’s mother stay back.  All slaves must have access to the dungeon.  Most likely to maintain and clean it.   

“Slaves to be collared and chastity cages attached, kneel in front of your respective Masters.”

My fathers kneel in front of Frank and Alex.  Simon kneels in front of me.  Slaves David and Adam, Frank’s existing slaves, grab each of Brad’s arms and drag him in front of me, making him kneel.  They then let go and he stays put.  

Simon’s father holds the collar and chastity devices I purchased earlier for Simon.  Slave Adam hands Simon’s Mother another collar and chastity cage I assume is for Brad.  
 
“Slaves, hand the respective collars and chastity devices to each of the respective Masters..”

Simon’s father hands me the collar for Simon first. 

As I take the collar, I’m still amazed at the design and workmanship.  I look down at Simon with a smile.  To his credit, he stares up at me as if he wants to worship me as his GOD!

Slaves David and Adam hand chastity devices to Frank and Alex.  I see fear but also awe in my fathers’ faces as they look up at their new Masters. 

“It is time to claim these slaves as our own.  Do you, slaves, wish to serve and obey your Masters for as long we Own you?  To sign a ‘Slavery Contract’ that will bind you to your Master as owned property.  To sign a ‘Power of Attorney’ and ‘Advance Directive’ to take complete control of you for the rest of your lives or are sold.”

Simon is the first to speak.

“Yes, Master, I do.”

Then I smirk at my fathers.

With trembling voices, they both admit, “Yes, Master, I do.”

I then look at Brad and stare at him hard.    

I raise my voice, “SPEEK, SLAVE!”

This makes Brad jump in fear.  I wonder if he remembers the threat I made earlier.  The threat must seem more real than before because he starts to speak with a cracked voice.

“Yes… Master, I do!”

A tear runs down his face.  Is it from being scared shitless or the loss of being in this chair and ruling over slaves, knowing I now rule over him!

Frank orders, “Hand over the ‘Slavery Contracts’.”

Simon’s father hands me Simon’s contract and slave David hands me Brad’s contract.  I already know what is in Simon’s contract.  So, I read over Brad’s contract.  I’m pleased to see that Frank thought of everything I would want.  Brad is to be collared for the rest of his life and never to be sold and requires someone to inherit him which will be Alex and/or then Jason.  I’m to train him as my slave with the assistance of Alex if needed.  Brad will never see the light of the day ever again.  He will forever be enslaved in this house and kept away from other slaves.  The collar I will put on him repels him from other slaves that are collared with the SCS system. The slavery contract calls it a ‘Protection slave collar’ feature.  This feature will protect my other slaves from slave Brad.  Slave Brad will be punished if he gets within 10 feet of another slave.  The contract also states that I can use him sexually or domestically as I see fit.  He has no right to refuse any order I give him or he will be punished severely.  The collar ensures he will never be able to leave the grounds or he will be shocked.  He is no longer the son of our fathers.  He is only property owned by me!  

After reading the contract, I throw both contracts at the feet of each slave.  Slave David places a pen on each contract. 

I order, “Slaves, sign the ‘Slavery Contracts’.”

I smile at the slaves, knowing that these contracts will be binding in the town’s court of law soon.  I will legally own them.  All rights as human beings will no longer apply.  They will only be considered my property. 

As expected, Simon picks up the pen and quickly signs it without even reading the contract.  Brad, however, picks it up and starts reading.  Good, I want him to understand what is expected of him from now on.  He gasps several times.  His hands are shaking as he continues to read. The dreams of being a Master are over.  His sick dream of choking out my slave is never going to happen ever again.  Life as he knows it is about to change forever!

Tears run down his face as he put the contract down.  

“Does my slave know what is expected of him?”

In a low whisper, “Yes.”

“I didn’t hear you, SLAVE!” 

He says it louder with true fear in his voice, “YES!..”

I raise my voice again, “YES WHAT, SLAVE!”

He takes a big breath and looks around.  He knows he has no choice.

He yells, “YES, SIR!,” echoing throughout the dungeon.

I backhand him in the face and yell, ”THAT’S, YES MASTER, TO YOU, SLAVE!”

Brad falls to his side as my hand lands on his face.  Slave David pulls him up by his hair, forcing him to kneel in front of me again. 

I yell again, “SAY IT, SLAVE!”

He is shaking all over again in a whisper, “Yes, Master.”

I backhand him again, “SAY IT LOUD ENOUGH FOR EVERYONE TO HEAR, SLAVE!”

Some humiliation is good.  It will teach him right away what his status is in this house.     

Brad yells with fear, “YES, MASTER!”

I smirk at him as more tears run down his face. 

“NOW, slave, sign the contract!”

With teary eyes, Brad picks up the pen and places it on the contract.  His hand is shaky still so I press my shoe on top of his wrist, pressing down just enough for the shaking to stop.  

In my normal voice, I order again, “Sign it, slave.”

Brad then signs the contract and sets the pen down. I lift my shoe and a deep satisfaction fills me.  He just signed his life over to me.  

“Good, Slave.”

Simon’s Father then hands me a ‘Power of Attorney’ and ‘Advance Directive’ for Simon and Brad.  I throw the documents at the kneeling slaves. 

In a slightly raised voice, “SIGN!”

They both sign the documents.  Simon’s is post-dated for his 18th birthday.  Since Brad is already 18 it starts now!

“Slave Simon, crawl between my legs.”

He crawls forward, as his hard dick bounces up and down.

When he gets between my legs, he looks up at me with a huge grin, I open his collar. 

“Good, Slave.  Now, lean forward.”

Simon leans forward so his neck is encircled by the collar.  I close it with a click.  Next, I press my finger to the sensor and hear a ping on my phone.  

Using my left hand, I press Simon’s head towards my hard cock.  Instinctively, he opens his mouth and takes me all the way down his throat.  

With my right hand, I pull my phone out.  I have a notification to accept my ownership of my new slave into the SCS system’s registry and link the collar to the app.  It prompts me to give the slave a name.  I type, ‘Bitch Simon.’

I hear a ping next to me and see Frank registering my father, the Mayor.  Then another ping and Alex is registering my other father.  They only get the chastity cage attached and linked to the system.  I figure my fathers can hide their chastity cages under their pants.  It’s a little harder to hide a slave collar.   He has to play the role of the Mayor and Governor while behind the scenes Frank is pulling his strings. 

Slave David then hands me Simon’s chastity cage.  So, I pull Simon off my cock and push him back enough to get access to his dick and balls.  I bend down and slave David comes over to help.  He shows me how to press a button on my phone open to up the cup.  After pressing the button, the round half of the cage opens leaving a flat base with a hole for his dick and balls to be pulled through.  Then slave David helps me pull his balls then dick through the hole of the cage.  I then push the round half of the cage back together, sealing my slave’s dick and balls into the cage.  Then with slave David’s help, we feed straps of the cage around my slave’s waist and between his legs.  The straps clip into the cage’s cup which we just trapped his dick and balls into.  Slave David then shows me another button on the app called auto adjust.  I pick the check box and I see the straps start to pull the cage snuggly to my slave’s body.  Nice, there is no way the boy will be able to get out of the cage.  Plus, I remember Jason saying the cage has sensors to detect unauthorized tampering with the cage.  If detected the cage and collar will shock the boy until his Master is notified, effectively immobilizing the slave.  

I pat Simon on his head and then point for him to get back with my other slave.  Maybe I should say brother slave if I knew they were half-brother.  We are now one messed up family but I’m pleased with how it all turned out.   

I point to Brad, “Come Slave, it’s your turn to be collared and caged.”

I hear a groan come from his mouth which only causes me to backhand him again.   He will have to learn soon enough that I don’t allow complaining of any kind.  Yet, his resistance is a little fun.  I’m looking forward to beating him into submission 

“From now on all I want to hear is YES MASTER, or I will give you something to whine about.”

Brad lowers his head and speaks loud enough for the others to hear, “YES, MASTER!”  

Well, that’s progress. He crawls between my legs but doesn’t look happy.  Well, that is good.  He needs this enslavement as punishment for his crimes.  If he would have been a halfway decent person then maybe he would now be collaring a slave for the first time.  Instead, he is the one being collared. 

“You know what to do,” as I open the collar.

He leans over placing his neck into the collar.  I close the collar, again hearing a clicking sound.  Then press my finger on the sensor of the collar.  My phone pings again with the same notification.  I register Brad as my slave, calling him ‘Asshole Bitch’. 

Next, I apply the chastity cage to slave Brad's dick and balls.  He is going to be one frustrated slave soon.

After both slaves are collared and put in chastity. I need to use them.  Frank and Alex have the same idea. 

I order Simon between my legs once again. 

"Suck your Master."

Simon has been staring at my cock the whole time.  So, I'm not surprised when he dives onto my cock once again. 

Slave Brad can't even look at me. I see the shame he is feeling as he keeps his head down. 

Alex looks at him, "George, you took the first steps in breaking your slave.  Yet, never give it any slack. Keep reminding it that you’re its Owner.  At no point can it believe it can ever be free."

Alex laughs and continues, "With that collar now around its neck there is no possibility of it escaping its enslavement. Yet, in the back of its mind, it still thinks there must be a way to escape. It's your job as its Owner to show the slave he is wrong.  At every moment of its day, you need to be its dominant Master.  You now have access to all these tools to show it you Own it."

I reply, "Thank you Alex for the advice, and thank you, Frank Sir, for making this all happen!" 

Frank looks at me, "You're welcome, son. I have faith in you to be the new ruler of this household."

"New ruler, what do you mean? I thought I'm ruling over just my three slaves." 

Frank laughs filling the room, "Yes, of course you do. But you are now the only Master in this house. These slaves, "rubbing my father's heads, "can no longer be allowed to rule this household. Slaves are property. Therefore, they are to be ruled over.  As their Owner, I declare you, Master George, as their Master within this house.  All affairs outside this house, I rule their lives. Do we have a deal?" 

Frank puts out his hand for me to shake. 

I grab it firmly and shake, "Thank Sir, I will make you proud, Sir."

I feel like I just gained a new Father, a real Father.  Someone I truly respect and admire. 
 
Frank ruffles my hair, "I know you will, Son!  I see a true Master in you, Son, rule this house with compassion and a hard fist when needed."

He looks up at the assembled slaves watching us and looks down at slave Brad when he says hard fist. 

I get his meaning and smile kindly at the 20 slaves now witnessing all this. 

All the slaves come forward, strip, and start kneeling in front of me. They all look up to me with love and respect. But most of all I see a new longing to obey me as their new ruler and Master.  Holly Crap!  I now have a harem of over 20 plus slaves devoted to me. 

Slave Brad groans in pain now that the assembled slaves are near him.  Frank looks at slave david who quickly finds a gag and uses it on Brad.  This keeps his cries quiet. 

Look at all the devoted face kneeling in front of me then take a deep breath. 

"Thank you for giving yourself to me. I will try to be a fair and kind Master. I will do better than your previous Masters.  I realize that you all have volunteered your life in the service of this household and your previous Masters.  I hope you do the same for me. Serve me with devotion that I see before me. I understand your deep need to serve and give yourselves completely to another.  You have served this household admirably despite who you had to serve," looking down at slave Brad then back at my naked harem, "Yet, you have endured and continued to serve despite the risks of harm and possibly death. This shows the true slave's heart deep within.  You need a Master to serve. Someone who will protect you from harm and value you as my most precious possessions."

I see tears of joy on all my slaves’ faces. 

"I promise to treat every single one of my slaves as my personal property. To give you, my slaves, more personal service time to me.  As of today, I will take one slave to my bed each night.  It will give us one on one to bond as Master and slave.  I know you would love to serve me personally, right?"

All twenty slaves yell out, "YES, MASTER!" 

This fills me with so much love. Every one of them wants to serve me with the love only a slave can have for his Master.  I intend to allow each one to serve me as they are born to do. 

I am the happiest Master on the planet and so are my harem of slaves. 

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Author notes: 

I’m considering creating a spinoff story of Master George and his haram of slaves as he navigates being a Master of 20-plus slaves.  Please email me at [email protected] for any ideas you might like to see in the spinoff.