Terry

TERRY

Disclaimer: This story is fiction. All persons depicted are just names, all actions are fiction. It deals with sex between consenting and non consenting males. Any person under 18 should leave as well as any person who lives in a State or Province where reading such stories is illegal.

CHAPTER 1

My name is Joshua Sealeg. I'm a licensed and registered slave trainer. Now in the Western Alliance, anyone could be classified as a slave, however only by court order. In most cases, adults were never trained or sentenced into indenture. Most convicted of one of several hundred crimes were just executed. It was only the offspring of those sent for execution that were trained to be slaves. Terry was an exception.

Terry was born into a good family. His father was an officer in the Western Alliance Armed Forces and his mother a good house wife. He was raised well and did very good in school. Very soon after his sixteenth birthday his father was killed in action. His mother turned to alcohol to bury her sorrow. Very soon after that she committed suicide. Terry was left on his own.

There was no such thing as group homes, orphanages or even foster care homes in the Alliance. All had been closed and all occupants sent for slave training. His disposition was turned over to the courts to decide. With his Father being a War Hero, it wasn't an easy task.

I had just finished training two boys and at age nineteen had taken them to be sold at auction. I made out very well with both, adding a hefty sum to my bank account. I figured it was time for a holiday. Five years was a long time. Both boys I had received when they were fourteen and at nineteen became full fledged slaves.

Under normal circumstances, I would pick who I trained. Most were just thirteen or fourteen. It was far easier to train a slave when they were young. As I prepared for my holiday, I got a call from the courts. Would I take on a special case. It was added that I would be paid a yearly stipend and could have all the profits from his sale. That got me really thinking, at no time was a slave trainer paid to train a slave and especially not a yearly payment. I wondered what made this case special that the government was willing to pay me just to train him.

I told them to send over his file and I would decide.

Two days later, I got his very thin file and a contract. All I needed do was sign the contract and I could pick up the boy.

I very much doubt Terry had ever envisioned himself a slave. He came from a good home and had a war hero for a father. The other problem was he was sixteen. His picture showed a smallish boy with blonde hair, slightly angular face. He was only 5 foot 5 inches tall and weighed 135 albs. Hmm. He was actually pretty good looking.

When I read the contract, I knew this really was a special case. He was to given a choice in what he was to trained as. I normally picked a boys vocation. Either household, body or sex slave. Damn. I was even shocked at the Stipend. Almost as much yearly as I would make on his eventual sale. AS soon as I signed I could pick him up from his school.

What the hell. I signed the contract and couriered it back to the courts.

Two days later I drove over to pick him up.

I recognized him as soon as I drove up. I got out of the car.

"Are you Terry Wilson?" I asked him.

"Yes Sir."

"Good. Get in the car."

"I know as a minor, I am required to do as any adult asks me, but by law you must first identify yourself."

I almost laughed out loud. He was right of course.

"Joshua Sealeg."

"Thank you Sir." He walked over and climbed in the front seat of my car.

He never spoke as we drove back to my house. After entering the grounds of my house, I drove into a large garage. I keyed the door closed and climbed out. Terry climbed out the other side and just stood waiting.

"Undress Terry. Everything, right down to bare skin."

I checked his clothes for any personal effects as he undressed. Then just dropped the clothes to the floor. Nude he was even better looking. A four inch cut cock and grape sized balls in a tight sack. He had a sprinkling of hair on his legs. Well it all would be gone shortly.

"Do you know why you are here Terry?"

"Yes Sir. I am to be trained as a slave."

"Does that bother you Terry?"

"Weather it bothers me or not is unimportant Sir. If I had been nineteen or older, I could have joined the Armed Forces, however as a minor with no parents, the law says I have to be trained as a slave." Wow! Quite a mouthful. He had obviously done his home work.

"Does the law say anything else Terry?"

"Yes Sir. As my instructor, you can do absolutely anything you wish. I no longer have any rights and when trained I will be classified as a non citizen."

"Well in your case you have some rights, but I'll explain them later."

"Now pick up your clothes and put them in the waste disposal. You won't need them anymore."

When he was done I took him over to the hair remover booth I had.

"Put your feet on the marks on the floor and grip those two handles. Then close your eyes tightly."

"Keep your eyes closed until I tell you to open them."

I closed the door and hit the switch. In an instant every hair on his body was burned off. I open the door and looked at him. It not only burned the hair off, but a layer of skin as well. Leaving him looking like a ghost, covered in fine white powder.

I hit the cleanser switch and he was instantly covered in foam. Then I rinsed him off.

"You can open your eyes now Terry."

"I will show you how to operate the machine yourself later. You must use it once per week."

"Yes Sir. Sir do you wish for me to call you Master?"

"No Sir is fine for now."

I took him into the house and sat him down on one of my couches.

"Are you a virgin Terry?"

"Yes Sir." I saw the first hint of fright in his eyes.

"Good. Have you ever played around with your boy friends? Like jacking or sucking."

"Yes Sir. We jacked each other. I never sucked anyone, although one boy sucked me."

"Well you'll learn that too, if its your choice."

"I don't understand Sir. I don't have the right to say no to anything you tell me."

"Well in your case Terry you do. If the courts had any choice, you would not be here. Because your Father was a war hero, the courts decided you could choose which category you want to be trained in. The three I teach are Household, where you cook, clean and take care of everything to do with your future Masters home. The Second is Body Slave. There you assist your Master to dress, shower, shave or anything else. You are not by law required to service him in any other way. Lastly I train sex slaves. As a sex slave you will do anything in and out of bed I want. At any time day or night. That means sucking me off, getting my cock in your ass, drinking my piss or even eating my shit. Anything at all I can do, even take you downstairs and cause you pain for my sexual enjoyment. So you see Terry, you do have a choice. I want you to decide what it is I will train you for."

He just looked at me.

"Take your time Son. Whatever you decide is permanent."

I got up and walked to the kitchen and grabbed two beers. Going back I handed one to Terry. He opened it and took a drink.

"Do I have to pick just one Sir?"

"No Terry, you can pick all three if you want."

He sat sipping the beer.

"I guess Sir, I want to be trained at all three."

"Are you sure Terry. I know some things you are going to hate me for."

"No Sir. I won't hate you. You have to do every thing, because its your job."

"Very well Terry. Do you know how to cook?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good. Breakfast is at 7 AM, lunch at Noon Sharp and Dinner at 7 PM. You are now responsible for cooking and cleaning up after all three. If any meal is late you will be punished. Now finish your beer, it's the last you will have for a while."

After he was done, I took him to my bedroom.

"Undress me. Then you can help in the shower."

He was very efficient and soon enough we were in the shower together.

"Wash all of me Terry and don't miss anywhere."

He did a pretty good job until he got to my ass.

"Wash inside the crack too Terry. I might have you lick my ass, so you want it to be clean."

After washing me very well in back I was rock hard when he started on my cock and balls. His small hands felt good as he washed my cock. I rinsed off.

I also noticed he got hard too, while he was washing my cock.

He was still on his knees and when I looked down at him, he was looking at my shaft.

"Lick it Terry."

I watched his very pink tongue come out as he licked the head of my cock. Well lesson one worked.

"Take it in your mouth Terry, but watch out for your teeth. If I feel them you will be punished."

I didn't have a big cock. Only about seven inches hard. I did I figured have a pretty big load, but really wasn't that sure.

I watched as Terry slipped his lips over the head of my cock. I wanted to grab his head and ram it down his throat, but knew he couldn't handle it yet. In time he would be swallowing my cock.

IT looked real hot as my cock slowly entered Terry's mouth. I really had to hold back my desires.

He could only handle about three inches.

"Jack my cock as you suck Terry. I'm going to come in your mouth. Make sure you swallow it all. No leaks boy or else."

He was pretty good for his first time. I didn't feel his teeth once. I warned him I was going to blow and he backed off a bit. He really tried to swallow all I came, but some still leaked out around his lips. Well that would be the next lesson. He sat back with tears in his eyes as I started to go soft.

"Stand up Terry."

Then I gave him a quick wash all over. He came as soon as my hand touched his cock.

"In future warn me when you are going to come."

"Yes Sir."

After drying off I put on shorts, picked up my strap and headed for the living room. Terry followed shaking all over.

"Come over here boy and lean over my thighs. I warned you what would happen if you didn't swallow all of me."

Resigned, he walked over and carefully laid over my thighs. I ran my hand over that smooth white ass and then ran a finger up his crack. When I tried to stick my dry finger into his hole he screamed in both pain and terror. Right then I decided I would fuck his virgin ass tonight and be damned with going slow.

I then gave him ten hard whacks with the leather belt. He was crying after the first and screaming after the tenth.

"Now go make lunch. You have thirty minutes."

While he was making lunch, I went to my computer and entered all the pertinent data pertaining to Terry. His choices and what I had done so far. I printed off his three year regimen. Everything he had to learn and all that might or might not happen to him. Pain was the easiest way to get slaves to understand their place. Terry would feel a lot more than a strap on his ass in the coming months and years.

"Lunch is ready Master." Terry said.

"Very good Terry and right on time."

Terry had a hard time sitting at lunch, but I just ignored it.

After lunch, and after he quickly cleaned up, I took him on a tour of my house and training center.

The first place I took him was the exercise area. I set up a program for him.

"You will exercise in here twice a day for two hours each time. I don't care when you do it, but remember all the other household chores must be done too as well as meals. That time clock you can use to book in here and out. If you miss exercise for what ever reason you will of course be punished."

I then took him outside onto the grounds.

The fence has about 30,000 volts running through it. So if you try to leave, those little balls of yours will be fried off in an instant. You need do nothing to the grass or flowers. I have contracted that out. Labor Slaves come in once every two weeks to mow the lawn and weed the flowers. You will be responsible to supervise them while they are here. They fuck something up and you don't get them to correct it, you will be the one in pain."

The last place I showed him was my play room, "Torture Chamber".

One thing I loved was to hear young slaves scream their hearts out. I have a huge assortment of things I could do to the cock, ball, tits, ears, nose or any other part of their body. Some of my slaves came to love and hate this room.

"Get up on that table boy and lay down, face up."

Shaking all over Terry climbed up onto the table and laid down. I strapped him down, a strap holding his arms and legs, another over his stomach and another over his neck. A mirror over the table gave my victims a view of what was happening. I was surprised Terry was hard when I finished. Hard he had about 5 and half inches of fairly thick cock. Well he wouldn't be hard for long.

"I'm going to give you a quick demonstration of what I enjoy doing in my spare time. With only you here, I guess it's you who will get everything."

"Okay Master."

I walked over to a shelf and picked up my favorite toy. A cock clamp, that looked like a battery clamp. The very thick spring meant it could and did pierce the shaft of the cock when it was put on. I walked back over to the table.

"No Master, please no Master." Terry pleaded when he saw what I had.

I just ignored his pleas as I used both hands to open the clamp. I slid it over his hard cock and released it. For a moment there was nothing, then his whole body convulsed and a blood curdling scream came from him. The scream was so loud it would have woken the dead. Fuck it made me rock hard. He continued to shake and convulse as well as scream. I giggled the clamp, which brought on higher screams. A shock ran through me when he yelled. "I'm going to come Master."

And he did, three streams of boy come shot from his cock. After cumming, his cock wilted and he just whimpered on the table. I removed the clamp to another scream. After releasing him I coated his ravaged cock with salve.

"Thank you Master." He said.

Something in his eyes told me this boy was different.

"Get some steaks out boy. You can Bar-b-cue tonight."

"Yes Master." He scurried away.

I just stood and thought about what had just happened. I knew there were guys who loved pain in any form, but was Terry one of those. I'd have to explore that part of Terry more. I'm sure he wasn't abused at home, he was still a virgin. I was also sure that my cock was the first that he had sucked. Why was he being so compliant. Becoming a sex, body and household slave was the lowest you could go. Becoming a none citizen, with no rights at all, was the worst anyone could imagine.

I grabbed my tattoo machine and headed up stairs. I plugged it into my computer and uploaded all the data on Terry. He was going to hate me for sure next.

The tattoo machine wasn't really a tattoo machine. It embedded a capsule with all pertinent data on a slave under the skin. It could then be read by any reader. Police and the Slave Control Center all had readers. If a slave was found 5 miles from his or her Master, they could be classified as in rebellion and executed on the spot. I had watched several such executions, Most received a bullet in the back of the head, but some were hanged from lamp posts. I was fascinated to see those hanged ejaculate before they died. Terry out did himself with dinner. The steaks were perfect and baked potatoes good. The garden salad and corn on the cob were also excellent. He made baked Alaska for dessert.

"Was it okay Master?"

"Terry it was more than just okay. It was perfect Son."

"I wish I was your Son Master."

Bingo! Terry was in love with me. I had only known him a day.

"Do you love me Terry?

"Master, by law, a slave can not express how he feels about his Master. It is punishable by death."

"Well, I'm not going to shoot you, so answer my question."

"Master, after my dad died, my Mom considered me no more than chain around her neck. Maybe that's why she started drinking. I lived at home, but it wasn't a home. Mom was never there and at school after my Mom died I was treated as a leper. When you tortured my cock downstairs, it reminded me of when David kicked me in the balls at school. I got hard when he kicked and from then on they called me a fag. A pain loving fag. Master, this is the first home I have lived in for a year. I want to please you. I want to love you and I hope you will love me too, but I also know you have a job to do. I will be the best Slave you have ever trained."

"I'm glad I am here Master. I am glad you are my Master."

Tears were streaming down his face when he finished.

He wasn't the first boy to tell me they loved me and would not be the last. Come over here Terry."

When he got close I pulled him down and into my arms. He gripped so tight I had trouble breathing. His quiet sobs turned to all out crying as he let everything out. I was probably the first person who had hugged him since his Dad had died. His crying brought back memories of my childhood and the bad time I had had at home. I was abused by my Father from age nine. That was before the Slavery laws were put in place and at thirteen I had run away from home. I lived on the street by being a fuck and suck toy for anyone who could pay. At age fifteen I was picked up by an older man. He asked me if I enjoyed what I was doing. I told him I had to live, so I did what I did. He took me home with him.

He started to train me as a sex and body slave. He also introduced me to pain as a sexual outlet. He told me when I was fully trained to his satisfaction, he would sell me to one of his customers. I would never have to do anything except what he told me. I'd never have to work the streets again. I came to enjoy everything he asked me to do. So much so he said I would make a great slave Master. Very soon after that the laws were changed allowing people to be trained as slaves. John taught me to be a slave trainer. He died in his sleep one night and I inherited everything he had. After registering as a slave trainer, I started on my new career.

Now I had Terry.

What was I going to do with Terry? There is no doubt the boy turned me on. The fact that he got hard while being tortured also told me he might be a pain freak. Terry's sobs slowly stopped.

I pushed him down beside me and looked at him. His eyes were red from crying.

"I'm sorry Master, I just couldn't stop myself."

"Don't worry about it Son. I think you needed to get it out of your system."

There was definitely love in those deep blue eyes. So much I almost melted.

"What am I going to do with you Terry?"

I don't understand Master. You are going to train me to be a slave."

"Well I was, but not the way you think. Terry I'm going to train you as my Master did me."

"You were a slave Master?"

"Yes, before the Slave Laws came into force. I was a street boy. Fucking and sucking to survive. My late Master picked me up one day and trained me to be his sex and body slave. He also tortured me for his sexual pleasure. Problem I had was the same as yours Terry. I got hard every time he tortured me. He called me a pain pig and just did it harder. I loved it all eventually and there was nothing he could do that didn't get to the point of shooting."

"Master, I think I am like you. The pain was beyond anything I had ever felt, but down here in my cock it felt good too. I wanted it to stop, but I didn't want it to stop."

Do you really want to find out Terry?"

"Master, I love you so much I feel funny inside. Yes I want to have everything. I want to be a perfect slave."

"I think what I am going to do Terry, is train you to be my assistant. I'm going to train you as a Slave Trainer. It won't mean you are not responsible for all my wants and desires, just means when you are nineteen, you can chose to be a Slave or a Slave Trainer."

"Yes Master."

"Now come over here and take my cock out and suck it."

Terry was very quick to pull my shorts off and take my cock into his mouth. Still no teeth, but he did take more of me with some gagging.

"Terry, when you start to gag, swallow and then breath through your nose."

When I was ready to blow I grabbed his head and forced my cock into him before cumming. He had no choice but to swallow or drown. Tears were coming down his face when I let him off me.

"Master if I touch my cock I think I will blow."

"Stand in front of me."

When he did I took that 6 inch spike into my mouth and took all of him. He did indeed blow. Three quick blasts of sweet boy cumm filled my throat. Damn he was good tasting. His whole body was shaking and I had to hold him up as I sat back.

"Very nice Terry. You taste very nice,"

"Master I didn't know you would do that."

"Why not? You suck me. I like boy cumm. Yours I like a lot and will definitely have more."

"I like yours too Master."

I took him into my bedroom. I found and handed him a pair of very tight shorts.

"Put them on."

"But Master." Was all he got out before I back handed him across the face hard enough to put him on the floor.

"Don't ever question my orders."

"Yes Master." He said as he slipped the shorts on.

"Tonight you will sleep with me. I had planned on raping you tonight, but changed my mind. I'll loosen you up first before I fuck your virgin hole. Tomorrow we will go the Slave Center and pick out two boys to train. You will assist me."

"Yes Master."

"One thing you may have noticed, I like to hear young boys scream in pain. Go get the strap Terry, I feel like whipping your ass."

I had planned on giving him twenty strokes, but once I started I couldn't stop. He screamed and yelled in pain as I just continued. He tried to roll away, but all that got him was several on his cock. I finally stopped, grabbed him by the neck and forced him to suck me off. After getting me off, I pulled him into my bed. Spooning against him I went to sleep.

Several things I noted when I woke up. Terry was not in bed. The smell of Coffee and bacon and eggs permeated the bedroom. As I rolled to a sitting position, Terry dropped to my cock. He got my morning load.

"Breakfast will be ready when we are done showering Master."

"Very good boy. How's your butt feeling?" "It's okay Master. Master I think I came in my sleep. You can punish me if you want."

"Do you want me to punish you?"

"Master, I guess I do, but don't. When you were whipping me, I loved it and hated it and until you hit my cock I could have cumm. Punish me Master."

"Okay." I kicked him in the balls hard.

He dropped to the floor gagging. Weird part was he got hard too. He really was a pain pig like me.

"Make sure Breakfast is on the table when I come out." I went to shower.

Breakfast was very good. Terry was am excellent cook. He quickly cleaned everything and then came out to me sitting at my computer.

I handed him the capsule with all his information on it.

"Do you know what that is Terry?"

"It's a slave Capsule. It has all the information about me and who owns me now."

"Your right. Now in most cases these are put into the arms or underarms of slaves. Because of there size they are very visible so anyone can distinguish a slave. In your case I'm going to put this in your upper inside thigh. I am also going to put it deeper, so it won't be visible. It's going to be very painful when I inject this. Take off your shorts."

The machine I was using was nothing more than an injector gun. It used high pressure to insert the capsule. I dialed in the depth and then had Terry stand with his legs far apart. "Ready Terry?"

"Yes Master."

I pushed the nose of the injector into his thigh, so high up I had to move his cock and balls out of the way. I pulled the trigger. The soft `PHUT' was quickly superseded by his high pitched scream of pain. He dropped to the floor and had his hands on his thigh. He also got hard. After a few minutes his screams became just whimpers.

"You okay now Son?"

"Yes Master, if feels like I was shot."

"From now on call me Sir. It will not do to have you being referred to as Master and you calling me Master."

"Okay Sir."

"Now do you want to get off before we head for the Slave Center?"

"Sir, I want to get off, but I want to suck you off. I want to be able to take all your cock Sir. If I do you lots, then I will be able to do it."

I laughed and then picked him up. I carried into my bedroom and dropped him on my bed.

"Get your shorts off boy."

WE had a long session of sucking each other. Terry was learning quickly. He was able to swallow all of me, at least for short times. I got him off twice, while he got me off once.

We had a quick shower and then I dressed. Terry put on the shorts I gave him and a loose t-shirt. He could wear his runners that were in the garage.

The Slave Center was the Central Prison for the Alliance. As well as being the clearing house for slaves, it was where all executions in the Alliance took place. All executions were open to the public at large and on any day you could walk to the view windows and watch as men, women and some times boys or girls were hanged. There were only two punishments that could be imposed by the courts. Death or Life in the Armed Forces. It cut back on crime almost completely. You were considered a minor until you reached eighteen. Minors were trained as slaves.

When we arrived at the Center, I took Terry up to watch an execution. I wanted to see what his reaction would be. Not surprising to me he plumped up pretty good watching the hanging, especially when the men ejaculated before they died at the end of the rope. I had to almost drag him away from the viewing room.

"Is this where you were held pending your hearing Terry?"

"No Sir, but I have been here before. I came with a school tour for Political Science course."

Being near the middle of the month, I knew I was not going to have much choice in what I could get to train. I figured all of the age group I preferred would be gone. Younger the better for training was pretty much what all trainers wanted.

After looking at the several hundred boys and girls in the pens, I asked Terry to pick out two boys. He picked an Asian boy and what I figured was a Native American. Both had just turned sixteen. The native boy had been picked up in Mexico and the Asian in Canada. I got the files on both as they were being prepared for transport.

The Native boys parents had been executed and the Asian had been picked up for a petty crime. Now both were to be trained as slaves.

Not having a lot of choice I signed for both.

Both were brought out handcuffed and in the bright orange paper coveralls issued here.

"You boys are now slaves in training. You will call me and this young man beside me Master. Failure in anything you are told to do will be met with severe punishment."

Neither answered. We took them out and put them in the back of my vehicle. No one spoke on the way back to my house. After entering the grounds, I stopped. Both boys exited the car and I removed their handcuffs.

"If you want to run, go for it. But be warned, that fence has about 30,000 volts running through it."

I took them into the garage.

"Remove your coveralls, shoes and socks. You won't need them anymore."

Terry picked up their clothes and dropped them in the disposal.

We then removed all their hair and cleaned them up. The native boy had about a 5 inch cock uncut. The Asian about four inches also uncut. Both would be cut shortly. It was a requirement that slaves be circumcised. I actually liked to circumcise boys. They screamed very loud when the skin was removed. I never used pain killers. This would be something new for Terry too. I was pretty sure he'd get hard just watching. We took both boys down to my playroom. After both were restrained in special chairs, I explained what I was about to do to them. Both howled before I even got close.

"Watch closely Terry. I'll do the native boy and then you can do the Asian."

"Yes Sir." He smiled.

He was also hard in his shorts and I grabbed him by the cock.

"I'm beginning to love you more each day Terry."

"I love you too Sir."

I picked up the circumcision tool and walked to the native boy. He was crying and thrashing in the restraints.

"There is no use struggling boy. The law says all slaves must be circumcised."

I slipped the tool over the end of his cock and adjusted it. Then I pulled his foreskin tightly forward and squeezed the handles of the tool. His foreskin was sliced off to his scream of abject terror and pain. Blood shot from the wound. Seeing what happened Terry came in his shorts. I smiled as I watched the wet spot spread in his shorts. He looked at me very scared.

"Relax Terry. I thought that might happen."

I handed him the tool and told him to put it in the alcohol. Then I swabbed the wound on the native with salve. It stopped the bleeding and reduced the pain.

The Asian boy had quit crying, I guess resigned to the fact that he was going to lose his skin. I showed Terry how to adjust the tool. He then circumcised the Asian boy. He to screamed in pain when his skin was cut off and Terry put salve on his cock too.

"We'll leave them down here for now. Come up stairs Terry."

I took him into my bedroom.

"Take your shorts off and lay on your stomach on the bed."

He knew what was coming, he started to get hard.

"Do you know why I am going to punish you Terry?"

"Yes Sir. I didn't tell you I was going to cumm."

"If those two boys were not downstairs, I'd have you strapped into an X frame so I could whip you on both front and back at the same time. But I think 10 on your ass and ten more on your cock will teach you a valuable lesson.

I gave him ten very hard swats on his still tender ass. He had received near fifty the previous night.

"Roll over onto your back boy."

Sobbing very loud, Terry rolled over. He screamed when his tender ass hit the bed. His cock was rock hard and streaming precumm. Laying on his stomach, it looked like he was almost ready to blow again. His balls were pulled up tight. I started to give him ten on his front. The first hit caused his cock to fire again. I added ten more to his front as he screamed bloody murder. The last two I purposely hit his ball sack. That caused him to roll into a ball on the bed.

I grabbed him by the head and forced him to suck me off. I really face fucked him. He did mange to swallow all of my cock on most thrusts and did swallow all my cumm.

"Go Make lunch."

I went downstairs and released the Native boy.

"Follow me." I just said.

I took him up and showed him the small single room that would be his until his training was over. It had a single bed, a chair, small desk and clock. I then took him over to my computer.

"I am going to ask you several questions. I suggest you tell the truth."

"Yes Master."

"Are you a virgin?"

"No Master."

"When was the first time?"

"When I was ten Master, by my brother."

"When was the last time?"

"Master, I was raped by several of the guards at the center. The last time was last night Master."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"I guess Master."

I am presuming you also suck cocks too."

"Yes Master."

"Well that pretty well decides how you will be trained. You eventually will be a sex and household slave. Does that bother you?"

"Yes Master."

"To bad, now go to your room until I need you."

I walked into the kitchen. Terry had four places set.

"How are your balls Terry?"

"Their sore Sir, but you can do the same again Sir. I don't know why, but whenever you punish me I just want it more and more. I guess I am crazy Sir."

I ran my hand into the back of his shorts and into his crack. I pushed a finger at his hole and he pushed back on it.

"You can rape me Sir."

"Okay. I will tonight."

"Lunch will be ready at noon Sir."

"Good, gives me time to talk to the Asian boy."

The Asian boy was a virgin although he had been sucked and had sucked cocks, mostly by the guards. That explained his virginity, the guards could have been executed if they had hurt one of the boys before they were sent for training.

I entered him to be trained as a body and sex slave too. Sex slaves got the biggest payout at Auction and the small Asian would get a bonus. I sent him to his room.

After lunch I took both on a tour of my home. I also told them everything I had told Terry including that any mistakes would bring instant punishment, but also that I could and would whip or torture them for my own or Terry's pleasure. As both were being trained as sex slaves, after Sam lost his virginity, they could and would use each other for pleasure. Terry was also responsible for training Steven in the kitchen. Teaching him how to cook as good as he could.

Later that afternoon I inserted the capsules under their arms.

"If by chance you mange to get away from here and are caught more than five miles from my home, you will be executed on the spot, by the police or slave control."

I took them all into the bathroom and showed them how to clean themselves out.

"Sam this is something you will do for your Master once you are sold. It is part of the training for a body slave."

"Yes Master."

"For now, you will do everyone, every morning and evening."

"Yes Master."

"Steven you will assist Sam to clean him out."

"Yes Master."

"You and Sam will be in your rooms at 10 PM. Fail and you'll spend the night in pain downstairs. For now until then you are free to do as you wish. It is the only free time you will have. From dinner to ten PM.

"Yes Master." They both answered.

I went and sat down on my couch. Terry joined me. WE watched the news and a couple of comedies. At nine thirty, I sent Terry downstairs to wait for me. At ten I checked to see if both boys were in their rooms and then locked them in. Then I headed downstairs.

When I went downstairs, Terry was standing nude. I wheeled out a special chair and had terry sit down in it. After strapping his arms down, I strapped his feet into stirrups. I turned a wheel and his legs were lifted and spread apart. I then inserted a rubber bar into his mouth and strapped it in place. The bar prevented him from biting his tongue. It didn't stifle his screams.

"You know what happens next Terry?"

He just nodded.

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