A Middle Class Slave Revisited By Steam Train (steam_t2000@yahoo.com)
Chapter 13: Leader of the pack.
"I have a very different year in store for you Steve. Not all the arrangements are in place and anyway as a slave you don't need to know what is planned for you do you?" Master asked.
He said it with a smile and as a tease but he also meant it. He didn't tell me all of what he planned just the parts he was certain of as they came to fruition. Looking back now I can see that Master had thought through his actions very carefully but at the time I could not see where he was heading.
The first thing that Master told me was that I was to be trained by Margaret the household cook in all aspects of cooking. If his plans came to fruition I might find myself serving in a small household in the foreseeable future and there I would need all round domestic slave skills.
Master also told me were that as Mr Morris had not been in good health recently he was being sent into semi retirement out at Napa Valley.
I would miss Mr Morris he was the person who had guided me through the early days of being in charge of the indentured slaves at the William C Booth Indentured Slave Training Facility. Apart from that Mr Morris and I often talked away the evenings before bedtime. He was a highly educated man and I came to love our time together in a way totally different way from how I loved Josh. Again the unfairness and helplessness of being a slave, hit home as Mr Morris left my life.
Master as he had always promised had plans in place to look after his favourite slaves when they grew too old. At the Napa Valley Master had founded the `W C Booth Village for Faithful Slaves'.
There the elderly and infirm slaves did small jobs and made handcrafts and the like for charity. There was even a small crew of younger slaves to look after them. Mr Morris was flown there accompanied by Master. It was a fitting farewell for a true gentleman. No slave crate and delivery crate. A seat next to master on the flight to California was his reward for faithful service.
I thought I was going to be told that with Mr Morris's departure I was to be the new butler at the residence.
But no, Master had other plans!
Bentley was returning as butler and Todd was being transferred as well from Napa as assistant butler.
I didn't know but apparently Todd hated his life on the farm with his parents so much he voluntarily signed up for a ten-year indenture in Masters service. Master had sent him to Napa Valley where he desired. To be reunited with his old lover Bentley.
Master was also transferring from California a young college graduate in teaching, Heath, who had gotten the younger sister of a friend of his pregnant and suffered a similar fate as myself.
I was to train Heath in all aspects of the William C Booth Indentured Slave Training Facility. As the numbers attending were growing fast Master had decided that the facility needed a second slave assistant. That new assistant to Heath was to be Matt, my part time lover and caddy buddy from Piney Hills!
Matt was to run all the physical and work training aspects of the training facility and Heath the academic.
As well Master had employed Mr Woods to be Overseer of the residence and the training facility, separating it from the Premium Foods Plant Overseer.
As Master was now only coming down here two days a month and the house needed occupants. Mr and Mrs Woods and Ben who was still living at home would join Josh in residence.
As a result of this Piney Hills was to have a new slave overseer and a new senior alpha slave. Times were a changing there anyway. Already the State had passed new public decency laws that prevented the course from displaying the caddy slaves naked. They all now wore khaki shorts with matching stipes that lined up with the tattoos. The advice caddies were fitted out with removable harnesses and now looked very swish in their matching polo shirts and khaki shorts.
I was in a strange state of mind for weeks after these changes took place. Matt was reunited with me but of course Josh was at the residence most nights. The flame in the relationship between Matt and myself had gone out. Though with Master and Josh's approval Matt and I still had occasional casual sex. Matt liked my clear white skin. He said it looked and felt like he was fucking a freeman.
Well I confess Matt could now when he desired dominate it over me in the strength department. I was still very fit but I lacked that real hardness that fieldwork brought your body.
However Matt used that strength to soon become the dominant but loving sexual partner of his new roommate Heath. I wasn't jealous; on the contrary it solved an awkward situation very nicely for me, though it created another problem.
Heath was an attractive blond mid twenties guy and Master had already used him for sex in California. Master used Heath most Tuesday nights that he stayed at the Residence. That relegated me to only Monday night once a month with Master. If I hadn't of had Josh I would have been very jealous instead of just mildly jealous.
When I was nearing the end of training Heath and Matt in their new roles and learning how to be an expert cook at the same time from Margaret, Master ordered that I assist Bentley and Todd to prepare for a special visit to the Residence by Calhoun McAlister. Master specifically ordered that I was allowed to watch proceedings when Mr McAlister arrived from the security system in his bedroom.
I wondered why this strange request and asked Master how the McAlister brothers and Green Bay Farms were going. He had not mentioned then for a long time and the last time he had, he hinted that Billy-Joe was leading his brother into financial troubles.
He stopped looked at me and at first I thought he was going to reprimand me for speaking but then said "Ah of course you wouldn't know. Only last week I bought Green Bay Farms at the liquidation sale. It was a bargain. It was a real pity to see Green Bay fall into such disrepair. Aaron Neill is going to take up the position as my Estate Overseer there now that he has finished his degree in Agricultural Economics".
"But Master, what has happened to my old masters the McAlister Brothers?" I asked.
"Billy-Joe McAlister is dead, jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge a couple of weeks ago. Guess he couldn't face up to his problems like a man, he really left his brother in the lurch to carry everything".
"I fear Calhoun is heading for sale as a slave. Not all the assets have yet been sold but I suspect that there will not be enough too pay the debts owing. If that is the case then unless a Good Samaritan comes along I fear Cal will find himself sold as the last remaining assets to try to cover the debts as best as possible".
"It's all Billy-Joe's fault, Calhoun managed the farm quite well when his brother was overseas. I feel really sorry for Cal but not so for Billy-Joe".
"He is currently residing in the County Lock Up as a freeman awaiting his fate. He is being released on my cognisance for today's meeting. Todd is driving me to pick him up from the lock up in my car" Master said.
I didn't feel joy or satisfaction at their fall either, instead like Master I felt sorry for Calhoun. No one should have to suffer that soul-destroying fall into slavery.
I knew only too well how Calhoun was feeling right now in the County Lock Up, alone without his brother his closest family, who he had loved, facing the prospect of his life being taken totally out of his control.
I didn't have the time then to dwell on Cal's circumstances, as there was much work to be done to ready the house and the food for Master and his guest.
When Master arrived back from the County Lock Up and came in accompanied by his guest I was in position hidden away in Masters bedroom watching the proceedings in the formal lounge on the security screen.
I was surprised to see how much Calhoun McAlister had aged. He looked a broken man, dishevelled and unshaven nothing like the all-powerful well-dressed master I had experienced all those years ago in his bedroom at Green Bay Farms.
They sat down in the lounge chairs and Master offered drinks.
"I would die for a `Jack Daniels' and coke Mr McAlister replied.
"Make that two" Master called out into space, but knowing that Todd was listening in the slave nook.
Todd immediately slipped out of the nook and the room informing Bentley of their choice. Bentley unlocked then opened the liquor cabinet and poured the required drinks. He served them on a silver tray then retired back out the room. Todd slipped back into the slave nook unnoticed by Mr McAlister or by Master as a good slave should.
After completing the opening pleasantries and some trivial talk Master asked Mr McAlister how he was coping. The conversation inevitably turned to how he was being treated.
"I'm beginning to feel like a slave Will. The guards at the lock up are slowly loosing their patience with the length of my stay and I think they can sense I am heading into enslavement. You know Will, I have sometimes thought about the slaves I have fucked or bought and how they must be feeling loosing their freedom but until you are truly staring that fate in the face you can't really come to grips with how that feels.
It is the most terrible mind numbing fear Will and I am powerless to do anything about it. I had everything and soon I will have nothing. Help me please Will, please help me. I don't want to be a slave" Mr McAlister broke down and then cried.
I didn't have much compassion at that moment for him. He had taken little interest in me except as a trophy for his brother to conquer. Serve him right I thought to really find out what slavery is like. Then I realised what I was thinking and I mentally berated myself. I was as bad as Mr McAlister thinking that. I quickly realised that deep down I could not wish slavery on him. No one deserved to loose their life forever except in the most extreme cases like murder. He was the victim of his brother's stupidity yet he did not seem to be blaming Billy-Joe for his current predicament.
Master said to Mr McAlister, "Cal how desperate are you to stave off enslavement?"
"I'll do anything short of breaking the law to avoid being enslaved" Mr McAlister said.
"You know I have bought Green Bay and that I have an ever growing farm portfolio to manage around the U.S. and Canada. I need a man of your expertise in Agricultural Management to head up all my agricultural production properties. Would you be interested?" Master said.
"Oh yes Will would I ever" McAlister quickly replied.
"There is a catch though Will and I will tell it to you up front so you can go home and think my offer over and let me know tomorrow. I will pay out all your debts but in return so that you are not encumbered with debts for years to come paying me back you will need to voluntarily sign a twelve month slavery Indenture"
Mr McAlister gasped.
"That's my deal Cal you don't have to take it. There is some chance I guess that you may not be enslaved as not all your assets are yet sold but the decision is yours. At the end of the twelve months of slavery I will then offer you the position of Vice President Agricultural Production for Premium Foods. That position will be based at corporate headquarters in New York. Think this proposal through over night and I will call by the lock up at 1pm tomorrow to hear your answer. If you accept I will have you out of the Lock Up and into your indenture tomorrow afternoon" Master said.
"But I told you Will, I don't want to be a slave" Mr Calhoun replied.
"I know you don't Cal, but for twelve months I feel you need to experience what it is like to be a slave then you will be fully prepared to take up the role as my Vice President of Agricultural Production. You need to fully understand the mind of my slaves to be successful in that role as all the farms are worked by slaves."
"I know you have managed a large team of slaves Cal but you also know that I treat my slaves differently even the ones toiling away in coffles. They don't get it as good as my bed slave may get but relatively they are better treated than any other slave owners slaves and I am proud of that fact. I can't afford to have you come in with your more traditional slave handling views and wreck all I have built up. I will protect my slaves from that type of handling till my dying breath" Master concluded.
The conversation basically ended there. Mr McAlister was in a state of shock and Master was keen to go back to his office at the factory. I was extremely proud of what I had heard Master say to Mr McAlister about his slaves and the way he treated them. If it was at all possible my feelings of admiration for Master grew even more.
That night Master told me he expected Calhoun to accept his offer. The alternative was almost certainly lifetime enslavement. One year in hell for the promise of a successful career position in New York was too tempting an offer.
Master then told me that his son Alex who was now twenty-nine would be joining Calhoun in a one year slave indenture with a similar promise at the conclusion. Master was going to step down as President in favour of his son but would remain on as Chairman and Chief Executive. Finally he told me that he wanted me to join the two of them in a coffle for the year to ensure that they survived.
It was my turn to gasp!
We talked long into the night. There was no doubt that I wouldn't join them, I was a slave and had to do what I was told but aside from this Master was trusting me with the welfare of his son and heir. I would do anything for Master and he knew it. There was never an expectation from either of us that I would even offer the slightest objection.
The indentures would be served out at Green Bay Farms under the supervision of Aaron Neill who would know all the details. The guards would know nothing of the special identity of Alex so as to ensure he received a normal slaves treatment. Calhoun McAlister was returning to his former property and would be a slave for twelve months under the control of his former staff. He would find that a difficult humiliation to have to deal with but one Master felt would be character building in the extreme.
I was not to let on to either Alex or Cal who I was. As far as they were concerned and the guards at Green Bay Farm I was just another one year indentured slave, paying off my debts to Master. That was why he did not want Calhoun to see me. Cal would never recognise me as the slave he had owned all those years ago and he didn't want him to realise I was a plant into the coffle to ensure Masters interests were served.
I asked why he wanted me to see and listen in to his conversation with Mr McAlister. He replied it was because he wanted me to see first hand my former Masters pitiful state. I would need to protect Cal in the coffle from himself as much as from the other slaves.
Master and I talked about how I had sexually dominated the coffles in which I had worked in the past. Master wanted me to again try and become assertive and dominate within the new coffle that I was going to serve in for the next twelve months. That way I could actually protect his son and Cal without drawing any suspicion. I was a lot older than when I had conquered all the coffles before but I said I would try.
That night in bed he broke the news to me of the possibility of a new identity and the promise of a different though not completely free life for myself after I completed my indenture.
He also offered an apology for keeping me away from Josh for a whole year, but said he had already discussed his plans for me with Josh and had explained to him the need for me to disappear back to Green Bay Farms. Josh gladly accepted the one-year separation, as he knew Masters eventual aim for me.
I wished then that Master would just tell me all of his plans but Master again sensed what I was thinking and before I could put my thoughts into words he said, "Be patient Steve. You have been very loyal and loving towards me. I am now trying to repay that loyalty the best way I can think of. I do not want to get your hopes up and then have to dash them because what I am trying fails, so I as I have told you, I am only telling you those parts that have come to fruition. It is better for you this way, really it is!" Master said.
He joked then that at least he had Heath to keep him company.
I wondered if that was not one of the reasons he wanted me to accompany the others into their life in a slave coffle. This way he got me out of his bed and away from his conscience so he could enjoy the much younger Heath.
The next afternoon Todd drove Master and Mr Anderson into the County Lock Up and picked up Mr McAlister.
When they returned Rawlings Campbell one of the local Lawyers Master used from time to time was waiting at the residence to meet up with them.
Master had again allowed me to watch proceedings via the security system on the screen in his bedroom.
When the parties entered Masters study, poor Mr McAlister looked worse than the day previous. He clearly had not slept over night as he weighed up the dilemma he faced.
I have never heard a voice carry more fear than Calhoun McAlister's when he informed Master of his choice.
"I will sign the indenture Will, I have no other hope and I know you are a man who honours his promises for a future position that will allow me to restore my name to some dignity after the humiliation of my fall from power" Calhoun said.
Mr Campbell produced the indenture forms and witnessed by Mr Anderson, Calhoun McAlister signed on the dotted line.
"Cal you are now an indentured slave" Master said, "My new slaves appear before me naked to signify and emphasise their new status".
Turning to Mr Woods who had accompanied the party into the study he ordered him to remove Cal's clothes".
`Will, no please we are old friends" Cal exclaimed.
Master walked over to Cal and without pausing slapped his face.
Cal raised his hand to his face and rubbed it, a look of total shock on his face.
"A slave does not speak unless he is ordered to speak, you knows that Cal and a slave never calls his Master anything but Master. Your new lesson in life begins now Cal. Proceed please Mr Woods" Master commanded.
Calhoun blushed profusely and so did I watching on the screen in the bedroom.
Master, Mr Anderson, Mr Campbell and a household guard were all there observing every moment of Calhoun's humiliation at the hands of Mr Woods.
As Mr Woods removed Cal's clothing it became obvious that middle age spread had crept onto Cal's body physique since I had last seen him naked. He needed a good prolonged workout, which I knew was exactly what he was going to get shackled in a coffle with the rest of us slaves.
Master ordered Mr Woods to organise to have Cal washed and shaved down to an acceptable slave standard ready for inspection. Cal was then lead naked out to the study by the guard accompanied by Mr Woods.
While all the paperwork for Cal's release from custody and payment of his outstanding debts was finalised by Master with Mr Campbell I flicked cameras and watched as Bentley and Todd were given the task of washing and shaving down Cal's body in the slave quarters. I felt really sorry for him just standing there as all his dignity and body hair was stripped away.
Mr Woods stood to the side supervising their actions, but he said and did very little till they were finished.
Bentley and Todd were meticulous in removing all signs of hair from Cal's body apart from his head, which was trimmed, to a close cut slave style then finally Cal was cleaned out with an enema.
There was poetic justice for me in the way Cal was lead back to Masters study accompanied by a house guard and Mr Woods for the formal inspection of the new slave.
It reminded me of exactly how I was presented to Calhoun and his brother all those years ago.
The Guard knocked on the study door and after Master told them to enter they moved into the study and stood before Masters desk.
Mr Campbell was still there seated in a chair observing proceedings.
"Mr Woods would you please be so kind as to inspect the new slave and report on his quality and presentation" Master requested.
So began Cal's first humiliating examination as a slave.
Mr Woods showed no signs of any discomfort. I guess he had done this hundreds if not thousands of times. The fact that the new slave was a former board member of his previous employer the Piney Hills Golf Club did not seem to faze him at all.
Mr Woods cupped Cal's balls in the palm of his hand and Cal flinched. All new slaves I have found have that same reaction to someone touching their previously most private of parts for the first time.
"Well hung" Mr Woods commented, then his fingers probed at Cal's balls, he separated them out as he continued "Well proportioned for a man of his build and age, not too small, but not too big".
Then taking his cock into his hand Mr Woods said, "Steady boy!" as Cal tried to back away at the touch, "Unlike a slave who's used to slavery, he doesn't like having his cock handled, but he will soon get used to that!"
Mr Woods then starting to massage Cal's cock, rubbing up and down the shaft so that, in spite of himself, Cal started to have a full erection.
"Excellent, with only a few strokes, he's oozing some pre-cum. That's always a good sign in a slave, especially one his age, means he can still get ready for action quickly."
Releasing his cock Mr Woods turned Cal around and making him bend over inspected his rear. "His butt is ok. Nice shape, reasonably well rounded cheeks.
Mr Woods reached over with both hands and inserted his fingers between Cal's arse cheeks and then separated them. Mr Woods then commented as he carried out his inspection, "A distension of the hole, and when I put my two fingers up him, his muscles relaxed immediately to allow easy access. He's no virgin!"
The rest of the examination was routine in comparison to the first part of Mr Woods examination.
"No obvious signs of any irregularities apart from his anal violation and the excess body fat of his mid rift bulge" Mr Woods concluded.
Cal was dispatched from the study accompanied by the guard and Mr Woods and spent that night naked and locked in a spare room in the slave quarters.
Looking straight at the camera Master then said "Steve would you join us please".
I hurried from Masters' bedroom down to the study.
In the study Josh had joined Master and Mr Campbell.
Master had me sign an indenture just like Cal's requiring me to serve as his slave for twelve months. This was the second time that Master had made me sign an indenture. Some months before I began the laser treatments to remove my tattoos I had signed the first one-year indenture. Master at the time just told me to sign and not to ask questions.
Since that first occasion Master had also insisted that I practise signing with a new signature, `Steven White' not Wright.
Master had not used Mr Campbell as the Lawyer to draft the first indenture and Mr Campbell did not know I was really a life slave when preparing this indenture.
The indenture made out I was voluntarily placing myself into indentured slavery to pay off all my debts to Mr Booth. Josh signed as the witness to the second indenture.
I knew I was not going to have the loving passionate relationship during my time in the coffle that I had with Josh at the residence but I was already beginning to feel the building excitement of again trying to sexually dominate my coffle partners and become leader of the pack.
End Chapter 13 (Part 22 Continuance of Original)