Date: Thu, 5 Jun 2014 05:34:16 +0000 From: Chris Johns Subject: The Slave and the Teen Master Ch1 Please remember as you read this story that it is one of 60,000 that are read by you all at a cost of only $1. Nifty survives, just, on your donations. Please help to keep this a free site by contributing a few dollars to their coffers. *************************** Cody becomes a slave owner at just 16 years old. The slave becomes much more than that to Cody, and when freedom for the slave is achieved, Cody has the father he always craved. The story is complete in 18,000 words and 6 chapters. THE SLAVE AND THE TEEN MASTER Chapter 1 David Hanson had been in a state of shock until the moment he was pushed on to the auction block at the slave market. He had watched in disbelief as all of the slaves in front of him were auctioned for prices as high as $100,000. Stood in just a pair of hip hugger shorts, he felt foolish. A 46 year old man shouldn't be on display like this. A week ago he had been a multimillionaire business man living in a large house in the best part of town, running a highly profitable company with his two graduate sons. At home was a loving wife who had presented him with his first son, David Junior the year before they both graduated. Yes, David had been a mistake, but he was carried with love, brought up with love and the same thing with his younger brother. Both boys had graduated with honours and helped their father's business to even greater success and profitability. A drunk had walked out in front of David's car as he drove home from a late meeting where he had consumed a glass of wine. The drunk was dead and David's blood had shown an alcohol level above the limit. Result, slavery for life. One week later he was looking down on an auction room almost empty now as the auctioneer spoke. "And now the last lot of the day. We have here a well formed mature male slave. With his experience and talents he can be placed in any role. Here is an opportunity to purchase, for a small amount, a very valuable piece of flesh. Now who will start the bidding?" David watched as the few remaining men moved towards the exit, all except one, and he was a school boy by the looks of him, but he spoke. "$10." The auctioneer blushed and tried every trick he knew to talk the price up. "You are too young to buy a slave, so no sale." The boy came back immediately. "The law specifies no minimum age to purchase a slave." No joy, and the law didn't allow him to withdraw the slave. Half an hour later, David found himself collared with his GPS slave collar. A slave ID number tattooed on his inner arm, walking behind the boy who was leading him with the lead attached to the collar. They had only walked four blocks when the boy turned into an apartment block and took him up six floors to a one bedroom apartment. David's first impression was that it resembled one of his son's bedrooms when they were teenagers. It was a mess. He saw the reception room first, and then the bedroom where the boy told him to stand by the door at slave rest. The boy started to change into a school uniform making David look in disbelief `Was his new master just a school boy?' This is ridiculous was his thought. "I have to go to school now. I have one lesson before lunch and two this afternoon. There is no field practice today so I should be home about 4 o'clock. You can start cleaning up this place and we'll talk when I get home." With that the boy picked up a back pack and was gone. David sat down with a thump and tried to gather his wits. He knew how to behave like a slave, he did, after all have several at the house. He could clean and do laundry, at least, he hoped he could remember, he had done all his own at college even if it was 24 years ago. The place was messy rather than dirty. He started in the bedroom. He picked up all the clothes, threw most of them into the laundry basket and hung the rest in the closet, or stowed them neatly in the chest of drawers, which he tidied as he went. He stripped the bed when he found clean linen and vacuumed the carpet. Finally, he found unused cleaning gear in the cupboard under the sink in the kitchen and dusted and polished everything. Finished and he stood at the door admiring his work. He was quite pleased with himself, this was a simple slave task but he thought with pride at his efforts after so long. He carried the laundry into the laundry room and put on a large coloured wash. Back now to the sitting room where he carried out the same routine as the bedroom. It doubled as the dining room, all quite compact, but adequate and when he was finished it looked very presentable. He went back to the bedroom then and tackled what he thought was the study corner. The desk was a mess of papers, but as he gathered them together it was easy to put them in order. He found some folders in a drawer and put papers together by subject into separate folders, marking them appropriately. The first wash was finished so he threw that in a dryer and put on a white wash. To the kitchen then where he was just looking round to decide where to start when he heard the key in the door and his master came in. David immediately faced him at slave rest head bowed. The boy looked at him and then at the mess in the kitchen before walking through the remainder of the flat. He dropped his back pack by his desk, looked at the absence of all his papers and screamed. "Slave." David was by his side in moments. "Yes Master." The boy looked terrified. "What have you done with all my work?" David looked at him because the voice was almost at hysteria level. What he saw was a very handsome young man. He guessed fifteen or sixteen wearing a school uniform that fitted his frame well. He pulled open a desk drawer and placed the stack of folders on the desk. "I sorted all your notes by subject and placed them into marked folders to aid your identification of the work as you wanted it." The boy looked at them, rifled through a couple and then let out a huge breath and relaxed. "Oh gosh, thank you. They are all my revision notes for my exams that start next week." The boy looked into his bathroom, which was still a mess, remembered the mess in the kitchen and thought quickly. "I'm going for a run before settling down to do my assignments and some revision. Clean my bathroom while I'm gone. I'll order pizza for our meal and then while I study you can do the kitchen." David started to move and was told to stay. "I probably won't be able to find anything. Get me shorts, a jock and a T, trainers and socks while I undress." David had them all in no time. When he turned the boy was naked, not at all inhibited so David could scope him out no problem. He smiled at the fact that the boy had kept his cap on turned back to front as the young boys tended to nowadays. Cody saw him looking and tried to sound terribly macho. "You know I will have to punish you for looking at a free man." David blushed. "Yes Master, I'm sorry, it is just that you are a handsome young man and remind me of my own sons when they were your age." "How old do you think I am then?" "I think sixteen, Master." "Yes, I am, and how old are you?" "I am 46, Master." "You're a new slave, totally untrained but you are behaving properly except looking at me. How come?" "I had many slaves of my own, Master, and know how they behaved in front of me and my family." That disturbed Cody a little. "We will have to talk after I have finished my assignments and revision tonight. Before that though I want you to remove your shorts and display." David so wanted to refuse. Being nude in front of this school boy would be so embarrassing, but the boy was an unknown quantity and David wanted to know him better before risking punishment, so, he removed his shorts and stood at display. Cody moved in and stroked his cock and balls until David got an erection and then moved round to inspect the butt. "Mmm, I think I will enjoy playing with that cock while I fuck you." The boy said no more until he was dressed, then he left telling David to carry on. David was shocked, he had never given consideration to the idea that a cock would ever penetrate his anus. It worried him immensely as he cleaned the bathroom and was into the kitchen when Cody returned. He passed David a cell and told him to dial the pizza delivery and order a large meat feast, then he disappeared to the bathroom. When he returned to the kitchen he was wearing white athletic shorts and a white T. He looked well-scrubbed and quite smart. David could also see he was freeballing, which made him blush. "In the apartment I think you should be naked all the time. I can't afford to buy you loads of hipster shorts which you should have for outside wear but I can get you a couple of pairs I guess." If the boy didn't have any money, what was he doing at a slave auction? It didn't make sense to David. When the pizza arrived David served it at the dining table, ascertained what the boy wanted to drink and then stood to the side to let him eat. "You need to eat as well. Fetch a plate and a drink and sit with me." "But Master, a slave shouldn't eat with you." "I know, but I won't tell on you." The boy laughed and David smiled, but did as he was told. Nothing was said over dinner, and afterwards, David went back to the kitchen while Cody went off to do assignments. It was only a few minutes later that David heard a chair topple over and Cody almost scream. "Fucking Maths, I'll never get this." David went through to the bedroom, saw the toppled chair and Cody, fists clenched with a venomous glare centred on a paper on his desk. He walked up to it and read it. "I think you are probably trying to apply mathematical principles to this paper, Master. Your teacher is being a little devious. What he wants here is for you to apply logic first, then a ten year old would be able to solve the problem." Cody continued to glare, but paid attention as David explained. "In this first question, the fruit is a diversion. Take the three pieces in a logical way. The pineapple is 3 times the size of the apple, and twice the size of the grapefruit. That information you have, so use the numbers 1, 2, and 3 in place of the fruit, then you can solve the problem easily. The second and subsequent questions all require that you apply logic as well." David put the paper back down and returned to the kitchen. It was two hours before Cody came back and looked in amazement at the tip that was his kitchen, now pristine and with everything stowed away. "Wow that looks like it did the day I moved in. Grab a couple of sodas and come through to the sitting room." David did and once again was made to sit down and talk. "Tell me about yourself and why you are a slave." David marshalled his thoughts and gave Cody a potted history. "I was brought up here, went to college for an Electronics Degree. Married my childhood sweetheart and had two boys while I set up Hanson Electronics. My two sons are now general managers within the company and I was running the research and development division until last week. I knocked over a drunk who walked into my path and I had drunk a glass of wine. Result is life slavery." Cody looked shocked. "You're David Hanson. My dad is one of your managers in the electronics division. I'm Cody Knight." David almost lost it then. He worked closely with Kevin Knight. He didn't like the man. He thought he was a bigot, but he was a good engineering manager. "I know your father well, Master. What I don't understand is why you live here by yourself when I know your parents have a large home not far from mine." Cody got his act together very quickly, even though his mind was telling him. `This man is/was a multi-millionaire and father's boss, now he's mine to fuck and punish anytime I like, wow, awesome'. "I'm gay, dad threw me out when he caught me fucking a friend. He didn't want any disgrace to come down on him so he bought me this pad as far away as possible from the area we lived in and gives me a small allowance to allow me to continue my education. I don't know how I'm going to keep you as well on what I get, but I'm going to try because I want a fuck and suck slut on tap whenever I need relief, and at an unbelievable $10 I couldn't turn you down. I'll try to get a job when we break for the summer, and I guess I'll have to explore the possibility of selling your services as well." David would have laughed at the boy's bluntness if it wasn't him that was going to be the suck and fuck slut. "I've had quite a day, Slave. I think you should take me to my bed and undress me, give me a blowjob and then tuck me in. You'll have to grab some spare bedding from the cupboard and sleep where you like." This was the first of many humiliations that David knew to expect. He couldn't even remember when he had last received a blowjob, or indulged in any sex apart from with his wife, but he knew he would have to try. Cody lay flat on his bed with his legs slightly parted and his hands linked behind his head. His cock was already erect and looked to be about seven inches long, cut. Very tentatively, David lifted it from his stomach and licked the head. With his other hand he gently massaged the balls in their sac. Getting boulder he took the glans in his mouth and licked all round it. He heard Cody, sigh, and then felt a hand on his head gently stroking his hair. David continued to take in more cock before starting to bob up and down on it. Cody obviously loved it because he came very quickly and made David swallow his cum. "Mmm, that was good David. Thank you." That was it. Cody rolled under the covers. David tucked him in like he used to do with his sons when they were much younger than Cody. That brought tears to his eyes. Would he ever see those sons again, and his wife. They had been married for 25 years and it had been a wonderful marriage. He spent a very uncomfortable night on a too small sofa for his six foot frame.