Date: Sat, 1 Sep 2018 22:47:00 +0000 From: Jacob Wiseass Subject: Tales of a Dedicated Jack of Spades - Part 10 This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or real persons is purely coincidental. This story may include unprotected sex. In real life, don't gamble, play safe. If it is illegal for you to read this story because of your age, location, or any other reason, then don't read it. This work is copyrighted by the Author. Commercial use or reproduction is prohibited without permission. Last, but not least, help keep Nifty alive with your donations. Be generous. Tales of a Dedicated Jack of Spades - Part 10 Learning Curves As soon as we arrived at The Gym, Sir and I were separated. He was welcomed with open arms and pats on the back, while I was simply led through a non-descript door and walked down a long white hallway. At the end of the hallway I was led up to a large black man sitting behind a white desk, writing something on a file. "#30685?" "Yes Sir." "Strip" Which I did quickly, soon standing naked in front of this man. He quickly looked over my body and then typed something into his computer before explaining to me: "30685 when you arrive here each time you will remove your clothing out front of the building, no matter the weather or who you think may see you. Then ring the bell and someone will let you inside. Check in at the front desk and have your chastity cage scanned right away. Your Alpha Jed, has chosen the model of cage he wants you in and you will have that installed on your body during your workout today." From the back wall a door opened and a muscular young slave came out holding a hanger that he passed to me. "This is your uniform 30685. Here at The Gym you don't earn the right to be naked in front of we Superiors until your body improves enough that we can stomach looking at it around here. So you will notice that this uniform is dark in colour and heavy in fabric. It will help you sweat off your pounds as you work out. When you get home every night you will wash your uniform and bring it the next day when you return for your next training session. If you forget your uniform or if it has not been properly cleaned you will suffer the repercussions of your error. Is that understood 30685?" "Yes Sir." "Then go with 1154 here and he will take you to the `white's only' change room, get dressed and meet your Alpha in the main gym in 10 minutes. If you are late you will start your time here with 10 hard lashes at the Whipping Post. Understood?" "Yes Sir." "Then be gone with you." And 1154 grabbed my arm and dragged me past the desk and through the door at the back of the office...running as fast as he could. "Hurry up!" He whispered loudly as I tried my best to keep up. "And remember where you're going because you have to learn your way around here quickly." "Okay, thanks." "This is the Main Hallway, that feeds off the Central Gathering Place, which is where we just left." "Okay." "Right up here on the left we go off through these double doors. This is where we whites are allowed. Do not go through those doors on the right. That's for Superior Black's Only so off limits to us." "Gotcha." I answered as we flew through the double doors. "First door on the right is our locker room." He announces as he pushes me through it... "Lockers are organized numerically so let's find yours and get you dressed." Between us we find the locker and I rip the clothes off the hanger as my new friend throws my street clothes inside of it. "Now lean against the wall and lift your left leg so I can put on your pants while you pull on your sweat shirt. We have to get there in under 10 minutes because if we fail then I will suffer under the lash as well as you." "Okay" I follow his orders and I'm dressed in under a minute. "Now hurry up, we've got less then 2 minutes to get to the gym." And he grabs me and starts dragging me out of the locker room. Then we're off at a run again. Two doors down on the right we burst through the doors of a rustic gym... "1154 reporting with 30685 Sir." He says as we run up in front of Alpha Jed, who is standing in the middle of this cold concrete gym, where white men, in different stages of fitness and therefore dress are grunting and groaning under the watchful eyes of their Trainers. Alpha Jed looks at the clock on the wall and responds, "Well done 1154." "Thank you, Sir." "Give me 250 push-ups then you're released for the day." "Thank you Sir," And he hits the floor counting out the fastest push-ups I've ever seen. "You follow me." Alpha ordered. "Yes, Alpha Master, Sir." He leads me over to a machine that I don't recognize and within a couple of minutes he has me tied into the machine and I'm lifted in the air until I can hold on to the cross bar over my head. Slowly my body is left suspended, hanging from my hands with a harness taking most of my weight. "This machine is supporting 85% of your body weight right now slave. Which means of your roughly 275 pounds, you are actually supporting only about 50 pounds of it by those arms of yours. If I were to flip this switch and drop you from that harness, you would be unable to hang on to the cross bar and you would fall to the ground and hit this hard concrete floor, which might damage you quite a bit. Understand slave?" "Yes Sir." "Your job over the next 3 months is to be able to support your weight with no harness. If you can't then you will be disbarred from this gym for your lifetime." He gave it a minute for that to settle in my mind. I felt myself panicking a little bit. "You might be feeling like this is an impossible task slave." "Sir, yes Sir." "Well it's not...but you have to be serious. I have already uploaded to your laptop the eating and exercise schedule you will keep to over the next three months. In that time it is expected that your overall body weight will reduce by at least 75 pounds and your muscle strength will more than double. You will be monitored very closely by your Control Team, of which I am the leader. And you will be punished mercilessly if you let us down. Do you understand slave?" "Yes Sir." "So no more afternoon snacks of wine and cheese and bread slave." I cringedÉ "No Sir." "Don't think we aren't watching you 30685." "Yes Sir." "So slave what happened when you went to work this morning? What were your instructions given to you last night by Sir Benjamin?" "I was told to go to work as normal and to make sure my Admin. Assistant allowed my Overseer Brian Johnson from our Tax Division access to me whenever he wanted it." "And is that what you did this morning?" "No Sir." "No you did not. You fucked up because you thought you knew better...Correct?" "But..." "Correct? Or not correct? Slave." "Correct Sir." "And I believe Your Office Overseer told you that punishment would come your way tonight at my hand to teach you not to think for yourself when it comes to your training." "Yes Sir, he did tell me that Sir." And with that my Alpha Master pulled his leather belt out from the loops of his pants, as the contraption I was hanging from lowered me to the ground. "Shirt off and flat on the floor slave. Hands behind your neck." He ordered. I complied. My body shivered both from the contact with the cool cement floor and the anticipation of feeling this magnificent man's belt. I felt my cock begin to plump up as I prepared myself for what was coming. "Count them slave...and thank me for your correction." "Sir, yes Sir." He did not start out slowly or lightly... You could hear the thwack of the Master's leather as it made contact with my back... "One, Sir, thank you Sir." Smack! "Two, Sir, thank you Sir." Crack! And on it went...one after the other...until he reached... "Twenty Five, Sir, thank you Sir." Tears streaming down my face. I could hear my Alpha Master's breathing as he moved upwards towards my head. I could see his black trainers come in my vision as they stood right in front of my face. "Kiss my feet slave." Which, of course I did gratefully. "Clean him up and get him on the treadmill...45 minutes, easy jog to start." Then he walked away. A bucket of cold water splashed down on my flaming back and that brought a scream from my lips because the water felt like icicles were raining down on me. Then two handsome young black boys dressed in blue tank tops and tight shorts got me to my feet again. They couldn't be more than 15-16 years old, but even then their bodies were thick with muscle and brute strength. I remembered the warning yesterday that, like the pink jock straps that marked the young white slaves as underage and therefore off-limits sexually, these blue tank tops meant the same rule applied to these underage Masters-in-training. As one of them shoved me on the nearest treadmill, the other threw my sweatshirt at me and ordered me to get dressed. Then the machine started and I started to run. Once I was up to pace, one of the young men reached up and locked a collar around my neck that was attached by less than 30" of chain to the treadmill on which I was running. As I settled in for a jog I worked hard on getting my breathing equalized and then I distracted myself by getting my first good look around the gym. Basically I was disappointed because most of the other whites who were working out were flabby and fat like me. All of us garbed in our heavy sweat suits. I couldn't help but wonder where all the healthy, muscular or thin slaves might be. But I soon forgot about that and started instead to wonder what was happening with Master Purcell. I hope he was having a good experience here. Master Purcell had been quickly shown around the facilities when he first arrived and then he was shown in to a very comfortably decorated room, with plush chairs and ottomans, healthy snacks and beverages, soft music and the most beautiful aroma of tropical fruits in the air. Each of the four walls were made up mostly by a large two-way mirror that showed the room it was overlooking. Two of them were gymnasiums: a basic unadorned one with concrete floors and old out of date equipment and another with state of the art equipment and facilities. The third wall opened up in to what must have been the slave's changing room as he could see many of them showering and dressing to leave or undressing and getting ready to work out. Most of the men were fit and healthy, with strong muscular bodies. Although many showed the bruises, markings and harm their bodies had experienced at the hands of their Trainers. But most interesting to Percy was the 4th wall that overlooked a dangerously equipped dungeon that was stocked with everything the mind could comprehend for one human being to torture or train another. Including one wall of cages stacked three high that housed a few men even now who were locked and chained inside. Percy knew that he had found a place to call home, he was so excited. He was actually watching through the two-way mirror as his slave was corrected in the gym area by its Alpha Trainer. It fascinated him that he already thought of this middle-aged out of shape man as his slave. How the hell did that happen so quickly? But watching him take the belt got Purcell so horny his cock was literally throbbing inside the shorts he was wearing. A fact that was not lost on Jed when he came in after correcting 36085 for his stupid error of judgment earlier in the day. "I'm Jed," he said introducing himself to Purcell. "Name's Purcell Prentiss" he answered back. "Yeah they told me you arrived with 36085 earlier. Mind if I ask about your connection to him." Then the two Superior Black Kings had a short conversation where Percy shared how they just met, his own situation, and even how he felt an instant connection to the chubby white man who was so kind to him earlier. "It's like I could see his dedication to serve and his need to service me in particular, in his eyes as soon as he invited me to lunch. And then while we were talking he made it totally obvious that he would go to any lengths to do anything for me that I asked of him. Which moved me because I was feeling pretty invisible for awhile there." "You know what happened to you in the cutbacks at your job could happen to any of us out there brother. But however it happened, you can be assured that you've found a new family here and one thing about the New World Order in general and The Gym in particular, we take care of our own." "Thanks man, that's great." "For instance, I can see my back work on your boy out there got you worked up." He laughed pointing at my cock tent in my shorts. "Yeah, I had to borrow some clothes from the bitch to come out here today and he had no underwear because you guys took it all away from him yesterday." And we laughed our asses off. "Believe me, it gets me hot to fuck over a bitch like that too...especially for the first time." He shares as he grabs onto his hefty black tube snaking down his pants. Then he pressed a button on the wall and a moment later a beautiful naked boy comes in, dressed in a bright pink jock strap. He immediately goes over in front of Jed, gets down on his knees, and kisses both of his shoes in greeting. "Yes Sir? How may I serve you, Sir?" "Danny, I'd like you to meet Sir Purcell..." "Percy." "That's cool, meet Sir Percy, Danny." "Honoured to meet you as well Sir." Danny responds as he moves to also greet the other Superior Black King in the traditional way. "Danny, as I'm sure you've noticed, Sir Percy and myself are in need of some sexual release." "Yes Sir, I noticed Sir." He answered as his whole body flushes pink. "So I want you to go to the `A' gymnasium and bring us back a couple of slaves to service us." "Anyone in particular Sir?" `'Yeah, is `red' in the building? He should be still working out right now it's leg day for him today. Tell him to stop for a minute and lube up because I want to take his ass today." "Yes Sir, I'll tell him Sir." "This slave I've ordered had red hair before it was permanently removed by order of his Master. He's been working out and being trained here since he was15. And his ass, I swear man, it can suck a load out of you with you standing still. And he's covered with freckles on his beautiful fair skin. Drives me crazy." "Sounds great man...hot" responds Percy. "What about you? You have any favourite things you'd like to sample today. Small, large, blondes, red heads, bears, twinks...what kind of white boy turns your crank?" "Well, Uh...I'm pretty sure I can drop a load in anyone right now," he shares as he rakes his fingers along the tube in his shorts... "But if I had my choice I always sort of lean toward a big man...muscles galore, who can suck a ping pong ball through a straw." Both Kings laugh out loud. As the pink jock-strapped slave waits patiently for his orders. "Well, I tell you what Percy, how about we double-team red? His throat is just as talented as his pussy and I think you'll be happy with his size." "Sounds good to me." And the new friends throw a fist-bump and Danny leaves to find red. A quick look through the two-way mirror and Percy can see that 36085 is starting to struggle on his tread mill. Jed watches him look for a minute before telling him... "He's got 13 minutes to complete before he's done the cardio for the day." "Yeah, Yeah, I know you've got a plan for him Jed." "And what about you Percy? You got a plan for him?" "We just met a few hours ago. I saw the Black Spade pin on his lapel and I knew what that symbolized. But beyond the dominant/submissive thing sexually it feels more than that. Like I said something about him intrigues me. I never saw myself owning a middle aged chubby slave but it goes beyond that with him." "Listen, nothing says he has to be your only property. You can build a stable if you want." "Yeah I guess so. Never thought about that." "You ever own any white property in the past?" "No, I haven't. To be honest I'm a little lost with this whole organization here. I had no idea this was even a possibility." "Yeah, that's a problem within our own community of blacks in this country...in a lot of countries really. We're so used to hearing what 2nd class citizens we are, that we often don't value our own worth. In the past it was all about equality, but now, some of us have learned what our ancestors knew inherently centuries ago, that we are actually far Superior." "Well that's something I've always known. It's just not the world I live in I guess." "So now you do...if you want to?" "Of course I do." "Then fate has dealt you a great hand today, because that bitch out there is yours for the taking. It's clear to you and it's clear to him. The only thing I might suggest is that you allow us to work with you both as you move into ownership of your first white slave." "What do you mean?" "Well I spent a lot of time with 36085 over the last couple of days and I have insight in to his psyche and what being owned means to him. He has filled out the paperwork with us and he is all in to have again in his life what he had previously with his former Master. I'm sure he's told you about him." "Yes, he has." "Well with his former Master he owned nothing. Therefore, if you take ownership of him then all of his belongings immediately revert to you. His salary, homes, cars, whatever. But there are legalities involved that protect you both. We have these kinds of things all worked out and we can put you in touch with the right people to get these issues taken care of." "Yeah?" "Oh yeah, plus you're a younger man who has grown up outside of the NWO so you may have some questions and issues that you need to work through, and we can be here for you for that." An alarm went off on Jed's watch. "That's for your boy. Come with me and watch me put him through his paces." "Okay then...But what about this red kid?" "He'll wait until we're ready for him." So he led the way into the old concrete gym where the old fat guys worked out and walked up to the treadmill where 30685 was barely holding himself upright as he jogged the last few steps before the machine turned itself off. "What do you say faggot?" Asked Jed. "Thank you Sir." And he got down on the floor and kissed his Alpha Trainer's shoes, while he tried to catch his breath. "You've got a guest here boy." "Yes Sir," he said as he crawled to Sir Purcell's shoes and kissed them as well. "I'm glad you're still here Sir." "Okay that's enough of that bitch, now let's get you back to work. I've put together a program for you that will take you about an hour to do in the evening and an hour in the morning, seven days a week. That sound okay to you Percy?" "Sounds good to me Jed." "Okay then. I've got one of the Beta Trainers here to take you through your paces tonight. Your training times will be 6pm in the evening and 8am in the morning. Each time you check in at the front desk there will be a Beta Trainer pre-assigned to your workout for that visit. Understood 30685?" "Yes Sir, understood." "Now stand up." Which he did. "You'll be locked in chastity now 30685 which will be removed when we choose it should be." "Yes, Sir." "Have you ever been put in chastity before?" "No Sir, I have not." "Then I will make sure that someone gives you a lesson before you go home this evening on keeping yourself clean, etc." "Thank you Sir." Then 30685 was fit with his first chastity device, a CB6000, that felt strange and foreign to his body. "Thank you Sir." "That look okay to you Percy?" "Looks pathetic, but effective." "Then we'll keep one of the keys to his chastity device here on file and you keep the other one, okay?" "Sounds good." Meanwhile the Beta Trainer had arrived, so Jed and Percy retreated from the gym as 30685 began his first workout with weights. Red was waiting on his knees in the viewing room when the two Superiors returned. Jed hadn't been exaggerating at all. This young man was stunning. When he saw his Superiors enter the room he moved quickly on his knees to kiss both their feet and then bent forward with his chest on the ground, presenting his pussy to the two stronger, bigger men. Both men stepped over the prone boi and moved to sit in one of the easy chairs in the middle of the room. "Red!" Jed barked and then snapped his fingers and pointed to the ground before him. Red moved quickly in to position. "I'd like to introduce you to Sir Percy, a newcomer to our little family." "Welcome Sir Percy. I hope you find happiness here." "And are you happy Red?" Asked Jed "Oh yes, Alpha Master Jed, I could not be more happy." "Life is treating you well at home with your Master?" "My benevolent Master God is perfection Sir. He treats me as he wishes, which is always correct." Red's Master is a prominent CEO downtown here. He had been searching for the perfect boi for sometime before he stumbled on Red here. "How long have you been training with us Red?" "Since I was 15 Sir. My parents threw me out of the house when they found out I was gay and I was living on the streets when I was introduced to The Gym by the man who is now my Master Sir." "And what happened then Red?" "Well for 3 years I worked part time here after school and on weekends while I billeted with a white family that were part of the NWO Sir." "And tell Sir Percy what your job was here." "Sir, my job was to clean the locker rooms and gymnasiums." "And..." prompted Jed. "And work on my body Sir." answered Red with a big smile on his face. "Tell Sir Percy when your owner collared you Red." "Well Sir Percy, Sir, my Master found me at 15 when I was homeless and destitute and brought me here. One of the rules here Sir is that until you are 18, you can be trained in proper service to the Superior Black Race but there is no sex allowed. Which is why underage white slaves wear the pink jockstraps here Sir. So it was not until my 18th birthday that my Master Owner collared me for real Sir, although I knew who I was working so hard for in my training Sir." "Good work Red, way to make our new Master feel welcome. But I have also told Sir Percy that you are particularly talented with your mouth and pussy Red. Is that right?" "Yes Sir, my Master likes to lend me out a lot Sir to other Superior Black men, either individually or in groups, for me to service them. My pussy and throat have been well trained and my Master takes great joy in seeing me being used Sir." "Well as usual Red, your session with us this evening will be taped and a copy sent to your Master for him to enjoy. So why don't you start by showing your mouth skills to Sir Percy there and then I'll jump in at some point to fuck your pussy." "Yes Sir, thank you Sir." Then Red crawls over to Sir Percy and smiles at him as he rubs the obvious bulge in his shorts. His eyes strike Percy as being the lightest, softest blue he has ever seen and he imagined that they would have been striking against his red hair if he had any. As it was his almost translucent white skin, covered with armies of freckles, quickly drove Percy to an early moan as his cock took a leap in the young man's hands. So he tore his shorts down letting his brown monster jump to freedom. Then he held Red by the forehead and just wiped the slimy head of his cock against his lips, giving him a taste of what was to come. He loved it when he heard the bitch actually whimpering as he reached desperately with his tongue to get another taste of the cock in front of him, that Percy held just out of range. Then Percy sat back in the chair and lifted his dick out of the way, offering the bitch access to his sweaty balls; two huge orbs, the size of goose eggs, filled to overflowing with babymakers looking to breed. "Lick!" he ordered and let go of the slave's head and watched him leap forward tongue first and start to lick his balls with his hungry, wide tongue.Ê Now it was Percy's turn to moan as his balls were bathed in the warm mouth of this talented young slave. The suction he built up pulling one ball and then the other down into his hot throat was particularly pleasing. "Shit Jed, you weren't kidding. This kid could teach a college course on giving head." Then Percy aims his cock at Red's lips and slowly and steadily feeds him his 10 thick uncut inches, not stopping until he was fully buried down the hot throat. Having bottomed out he simply stayed there, reveling in the feelings the kid's naturally undulating throat muscles were sending up and down his hot cock. He didn't want to cum too quickly but wasn't sure how long he would last in this pleasure pit. "Shit...motherfucker..." Percy muttered to himself as he started fucking the mouth in front of him. He couldn't remember the last time he had sex. Earlier in the day he had that great shower in 36085's mouth which felt great, invigorating even, but they had no time to get busy because they had to rush off here. But that, coupled with the feeling of this whitey's throat open around his tool, and young Percy began to remember exactly who he was, what he had lost, and what he was quickly gaining back again...his confidence. "Yeah bitch, take that big cock down your throat." He instructed, like Red had a choice in the matter. Then he started to really long dick him; holding his head in that slight `tilted to the right' position that was uniquely his. Percy had this certain spot on the head of his cock, just below the coronal ridge on the top of his cock that always felt like an itch that needed to be scratched. As a much younger man he stumbled upon the fact that if he held a dick sucker's head in this certain position, his uvula (that skin sack hanging at the back of his throat) would scrape across that exact spot on his cock head every time he punched through to the fag's throat. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," he chanted as he set up his rhythm and held to it for as long as he possibly could. Meanwhile Jed was watching the young brother, giving him some space to find his own rhythms with Red. God knows Jed had spent plenty of time buried in that particular throat so he knew the great feelings Percy was enjoying right now. But beyond that Jed was watching young Percy closely because you could learn a lot about someone by the way they handled themselves sexually. And Jed liked what he was seeing in front of him. Here was a younger man who was raised outside of the NOW and yet had inherently recognized his place as a Superior Black Man. But as often happens, the society in which we live often works against a man like Percy, and circumstances break him down before he can rightfully build himself a strong structure on which to stand. But as he watched Percy take Red's throat he could see a man who knew that his pleasure is what counted and not the white slave in front of him. Percy controlled the situation from moment one always directing Red's access, movements and rhythms as being what Percy wanted in the moment. He was slow in his descent down Red's throat the first, but not tentative in any way. He did not care if there was to be gagging or coughing (which there was not) because Percy had already decided where his dick was going and how it was going to get there. `YesÉ' Jed thought to himself, `Percy would be a great addition to the movement. He just needed a little building up from his fall. Owning 36085 and all that entails is a good first step. But then Percy needed to meet the right people and learn more about the NOW and just where he and his new property would fit.' So as Jed moved forward and rammed his long cock up Red's ass and began heavy fucking the bitch between them, he asked Percy who was just about to lose his nut down Red's talented throatÉ "Percy, I'm going to a dinner party tomorrow evening and I'd like you to come. There will be some people there who I think you should meet." "UghÉughÉsure Jed, love toÉOhhhh fuck swallow my load fuckerÉ" and he held Red's head still as he unloaded into his talented mouth. Then he pulled out as Red worked hard to clean off his cock of any throat slime he may have left there. As Jed flipped him over on to his back. Pressing his knees behind his ears he fucked hard and fast down in to the muscle boy beneath him. Red's eyes all but pulled back in to his head as he started to have one assgasm after another as Jed's huge cock raked across his prostate. Red started gurgling incoherently as he momentarily lost his focus on why he was even there. But he was quickly brought back from his revelry with a back hand across the face and a punch to his head. "Hey bitchÉfocus on my pleasure! Not your own." Master Jed yelled at him. "Yes Sir, Alpha Master, Sir." And Red knew he would be harshly disciplined for this slip up when his Master watched the tape of his mistake. For all he knew Master was watching this livestream right now, which made Red even more ashamed for letting him down in such a public way. Red knew in his heart that he would suffer for this, but he also knew that he deserved whatever damage his Master would do. Then he reconcentrated more fully on Alpha Master Jed who had stopped slamming his cock in to him. Red knew this meant he should milk Alpha Master's cock milk out of him by undulating his lower colon and rectum around the huge cock up his ass. He had been told that it felt to the Superior Black man inside of him as if he were still fucking him but wasn't having to do all the work. So Red rode that black cock as hard as he could by causing his trained bowels to ripple the length and girth of the beast over and over again. He started at the head by contracting his colon muscle tight against it and then sent a ripple down the distance of the cock. Then repeated it over and over again until Alpha Master Jed's breathing started to quickening. Then the moment would come when the magnificent man who hovered above him could hold back no longer and he would close his hands around Red's throat and squeeze his windpipe closed as he started to seriously fuck down in to his cunt. The pounding was relentlessÉand gloriousÉand Red worked hard with his Master of the moment, even as his vision started to grey out around the edges. The next thing he remembers is cold water being poured onto him and his jolting awake just as his cock started spewing his cum everywhere. "Sir, I'm sorry Sir." Red jumped to his knees in front of Master Jed and took his cock into his mouth for a cleaning. "Looks like your bitch needs to be relocked up James. Obviously he can't control his cock out of chastity." Jed pointed out to the watching camera. Red's face burned with shame. "You were a disappointment to me Red. In front of a new member of our family as well. I'm sure you will face punishments from your Master when you return to his home this evening. But know that I will be discussing with him appropriate punishments from me and The Gym as well. I'm thinking a week in custody might do you some good." To which Red cringed. But dutifully answeredÉ "Yes Sir, whatever Master deems appropriate Sir." "Now clean this mess up and get the fuck out of here." "Yes Master, and again, sorry Master." And Red jumps in to cleaning mode. Percy had been watching all of this exchange with mounting interest. He had so much to learn. He had thought Red did a great job. I mean how do you control getting off? But obviously they do. "Now about that dinner Percy." "Yes, about thatÉ" "Just let me call our hostess but I'm sure it will be okay." And he picks up a house phone and dials outÉ "Hello, Devanta"ÉThis is JedÉFine thank you and how about yourself?... Congratulations on Jarad's taking his first slaveÉI guess we'll have much to celebrate tomorrow night when we get together at yours for dinnerÉWhich is why I'm calling Devanta. I have met a strong black brother today who has been beaten down by the system a little and I have welcomed him in to the NWO. I thought it might be nice for him to begin to meet real people of the world. Would it be okay if I brought him along with me tomorrow?...Oh that's great honey, thanks. He has one slave who will come as well so you have an extra set of hands to help you outÉGreat. When do you want me to arrange to get his slave over to you tomorrow? I'm sending two of mine over at 3pm to help you get readyÉone who is a good cook to help in the kitchen and the other who is strong in case you need some muscle...Okay then I'll send over Percy's bitch with mine. He's kind of an older model so I don't know his talents yet, but I'm sure you can find some use for himÉOkay great Devanta. Looking forward to tomorrow evening. Bye now." Then he hangs up. "She's looking forward to meeting you. The Taylor's are a very friendly family." A knock comes at the door. "Come in." says Jed. And young Phillip, dressed in his cute pink jock strap, makes his way in to the room and on to his knees in front of Master Jed; passing him an envelope emblazoned with "The Gym" logo across its front. "Thank you Phillip, you may leave." "Thank you Sir." And he quietly exits the room. Jed takes a moment to read the note and then slowly gets to his feet. "Well, duty calls Percy. You're welcome to wait here for 30685 to complete his workout. I will have him delivered to you. Do you wish him showered after his workout or not?" "Not, I think." "Fine then. I look forward to getting to know you better over time. I will see you at dinner tomorrow evening. Directions will be sent to your slave this evening." "GreatÉ" Percy didn't really know what else to say. This whole day has been a lot to handle as it is, without worrying about tomorrow night's dinner. "All we ask Percy is that until we have the opportunity to give you a full tour of our facilities here and inform you of the rules and regulations, that you remain here until your bitch is ready. There's plenty to see through our viewing portals. "Not a problem. I'll wait right here." Then Jed switches back in to Alpha Master mode and yellsÉ "You. Red. Bitch, front and center." And the young man runs to his position in front of Jed and bows his head to the floor before him. "Your Master sends this letter boyÉseems he was watching our little session earlier from home and he's pissed off at you to the extreme. Says I should drop you in custody for 2 weeks. Says by then he may calm down enough to let you come back homeÉmaybe." Percy heard Red sniffling at the feet of his betters. "And boyÉ" Master Jed continues, "your Master says to tell you that you're a disappointment to him." To which Red openly wept. His whole body convulsed with sobs at the thought of disappointing his Benevolent Master God. He deserved whatever he had comingÉ "Yes MasterÉ" he blubbered. "Now get up and follow me." And they left. Percy was turned on again at the display of control this Master had over Red. This place was an eye opener for sure. He began to make some plans for his own slave, who he took a moment to watch as he worked out so hard in the concrete gym. Two powerful looking brothers were hovering over him screaming in his ears, pushing him on to work harder, lift more, sweat more. He could tell by the slave's face that he was in pain and exhausted, but to his credit he pushed through. Then Percy got himself a snack and a drink and glanced through the other windows to see what was happening there. In the Prime Gym most of the men working out were either nude or almost so which allowed Percy a lot to look at as his cock chubbed up again. Then the third window showed him the slave locker room with obviously ice cold showers he figured by the way they were dancing in and out of them only getting wet enough to lather themselves up. In another area a few slaves were shaving themselves down according to their Master's whimsÉsome were hairless from head to toe, others only lost their crotch hair. A few of the slaves had been left like hairy bears; obviously the wish of those who owned them. Percy had some thinking to do about what he would dictate about his own slave's hairiness. But most interesting to Percy in this slave's locker room was the line of fountains that stood in a tiled area off beside the showers. He wondered for a moment what they were for, but got his answer as each slave, after their shower, walked over and sat on one of the fountains, filling themselves with the cold water. "Jesus Christ, they're fucking douche fountains!" he exclaimed to no one as he watched the line of fags jump on a fountain and fill up and then go to the toilets and empty outÉand then repeat the process until they were spraying clear water from their pussies. But what fascinated Percy most were the size and shapes of the fountain headsÉfrom the thinnest pencil of a spigot all the way up to big mother fuckers the size of elephant pricks. He just watched the endless line of slaves climb on and climb off of those fountainsÉit was hypnotic in its own way. But finally he pulled himself away from that sight and looked through the fourth window into the dungeon. Just in time to see Jed walk in trailing a downtrodden Red behind him. But now Red had been fitted with heavy metal restraints around his neck, both wrists, both ankles and his waist. And these restraints had been shackled together by heavy chains as well. His balls were pulled low by heavy weights and his legs were locked onto a wide spreader. Jed was laughing at the boy as he wobbled his way down the row of cages until they reached one about half way down. Then Jed bent over in front of the boy and inserted a urethral blocker down his cock and then locked him in chastity. Then turning him around he shoved a metal butt plug up his ass and locked it in place as well. After placing Red in the cage, he locked the door and then just left the boy there. `I'm definitely going to find out what happens to him over these next two weeks' Percy thinks to himself as he unconsciously rubs his hardening cock. But he is interrupted by a knock on the door and a young pink jock-strapped slave informing him that his slave was finished working out and free to go but they wanted to know whether Master would be wanting his property dressed or naked for the trip home. "Naked." Percy decided. "Always naked coming and going, unless I say otherwise." "Yes, Sir I will tell the records keeper at the front desk Sir." "And send someone in to suck my cock." "Yes SirÉdo you have any preferenceÉ" But Percy cuts him offÉ"No, just a mouth to dump my load in, that's all." "Yes Sir I will send somebody in Sir. And your slave will be naked and waiting by the front entrance whenever Sir is ready to depart." "Great." Then the pink jock-strapped youth made his exit quietly. And Percy marveled at how much his life had changed since earlier that day. "Wow." He said out loud to no one as his cock sucker quietly knocked on the door. "Come inÉ" TO BE CONTINUEDÉ I hope you are enjoying this story so far. If you are, drop me a note at jacobwiseass@outlook.com Any suggestions for future encounters, drop me a line as well. Copyright 2018