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"It'll be alright" -- Robbie Morrison, the 21year old Scottish sailor gently whispered as he gripped Hugh O'Brien, his 23year old Irish comrade to him tightly, and fondled him for their comfort as they languished naked in the stifling, stinking darkness of `the bucket'.
But, of course, neither Robbie, nor Hugh, nor any of the sailors from Captain Jacobs ill-fated vessel really imagined things were alright, or were ever likely to be for them again. They were now just livestock, white slaves far from home, among thousands just like them. They would always be so.
White skin was the mark of a slave race here. Whites captured from the great European trading vessels or from raids on the colonies, or raids on European lands themselves, were always going to be viewed as chattel here. Stripped naked, shackled, whipped, beaten, abused, made to undergo every indignity, made to shit on each other, and sold off to serve in plantations, or mines, or in the households of Asian princes, merchants or in the harems of Arabs and Turks if so cursed by youthful beauty. Their white skin both marked them and made them vulnerable. The heat and humidity constantly discomforted them. They were driven in coffle-lines through steaming forest or stinging grasses, exposed white arses prey to all the worst these Pacific jungles had to throw at them.
And they were made aware of their inferiority almost constantly. A white slave normally had to squat or crawl on all fours in the presence of their superior Asian masters when not out in the fields. Sometimes, the Asians, particularly the women, enjoyed further humiliating them, tying cords round their genitals and leading them on leashes like dogs. Their hefty white dongers were the objects of much amusement. Both Morrison and O'Brien were made painfully aware of this. Chunky Irish or Scottish manhood meat seemed to be a favourite plaything for East Asian women. They laughed as they pulled on them, smacked them, flicked them, waggled them, tortured them. And if the owners objected, thirty lashes!.
Their white arses were also of interest, especially for the male owners. Apart from being fucked by the sons of the plantation owners, or being forced to shit in each others' mouths as humiliating punishment, they were also a running joke; "big smelly white ape assholes!" was a favourite topic of jocular conversation among the overseers. "how these dirty white monkeys ever learn to sail ? We should just go conquer Europe and drag all of these dumb apes with their big white schlongs into slavery. Would be good for them!" so went the conversations.
Whites rarely escaped. If some buck managed to flee from a slave pen during the night, he would be hunted down with dogs. Caught naked and alone in the forest, he'd be dragged back -- often by his testicles -- to be flogged for his disobedience.
They'd enjoy making the whites dance for their amusement too. And fuck each other. It really titillated the Asian masters as well as confirming their belief that the whites really were an inferior race to see their oversized meat swinging and jangling between their legs as they were made to dance and gyrate by cracks of canes or flails on their asses. And they'd force the men to rim each others assholes, suck each others' dicks, and sometimes to full on fuck each other out in the open for amusement of all onlookers between stinging smacks of the whips and general raucous laughter from the assembled Asians.