Date: Sun, 8 Oct 2023 10:06:20 -0400
From: slave boy <slaveboy4service@gmail.com>
Subject: MSDS Society Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1 -- LEARN THE TRUTH. Son learns the truth about a family secret
and needs to decide what path he will take for the future. What will the
son decide?

Categorization: Gay, Bisexual (Only first few chapters), Authoritarian,
Incest.

CHAPTER 1 -- LEARN THE TRUTH

It was a hot spring day. I just graduated high school and turned 18
today. As I pulled into the driveway I see that my older brother and
sister are here. I am excited to see them again. So I run into the house
and as I walk into the living room, I am stunned! Mom and Dad, what the
fuck is going on? There in the living room was half my family naked on
their knees. As I look at them I noticed a chain coming from their neck
to the hands of the other half of my family. Dad, why is mom naked? Why
the fuck is she wearing a dog collar? Why is my brother Fred, sister
Lisa, and brother-in-law Jeff naked too? This is fucked up! Dad said,
David please have a seat and let me explain. I do not want to sit down. I
just want to turn around and run. As I start to back up, two hands are on
my shoulders. I look around and it is my Uncle Joe. He pushes me down in
a chair. Lost in my thoughts, I do not give any resistance. Dad sits down
on the coffee table in front of me. Uncle Joe still has his hands on my
shoulder which helped me relax a little. Dad says to look at him, in that
dominant voice he uses to get my attention. I looked up at my Dad, not
wanting to look at my naked family members, especially not my mother.

Dad says "I know this must be a shock to you."

I reply "A shock is an understatement DAD!"

Dad says "I know son but it is time you know the truth about our
family."

I say "The truth, what truth DAD?"

Dad explains "Our family has a secret that we have kept for generations.
You see son our family is part of a much larger group called the Master
Slave Dominant Submissive Society (MSDS)."

I yell "What the fuck are you talking about Dad?"

Dad goes on saying "The Society is how we can afford good schooling and
have jobs that everyone here has. However, to be a part of this secret
Society, members of the family must determine if they have a Dominant or
a submissive by nature. You see son everyone in the world is either a
leader or a follower. You have heard this right?"

I reply "Yes Dad but how does that have anything to do with this secret
society and why is half of my goddamn family naked and kneeling on the
floor like animals?"

Dad continues saying "Well son like I said, to be part of the Society
every member must either discover if they are a Dominant or submissive or
in other words a Master or slave."

I look around to see my family and realize the members that are naked and
on their knees like a dog must be the slave and the member holding the
leash is the Master. I try to jump up again to run away but Uncle Joe
kept me down. I look down not wanting to look at my father. I do not want
to believe anything he says. This is just a big joke. I wait for everyone
to laugh and tell me they were just kidding. However, nobody laughed. I
look at Dad and ask "why are you telling this to me now?"

Dad replies, "Well when a member of the family comes of age like
yourself they are given a choice."

I ask, "What choice Dad?"

Dad tells me, "Son, you see, to keep our family in the Society and keep
our good jobs, every member must make a choice when they turn 18. Since
today is your birthday you will have to make the choice."

I ask, "Dad what choice are you talking about?"

Dad continues by explaining, "Son there is a college that is run by the
Society. Each member must go to this college."

I cautiously say, "OK Dad I can look at what the college has and see if
it has Engineering classes."

Dad says, "Son you do not understand. The college will teach you more
than Engineering."

Confused, I ask, "What do you mean Dad?"

Dad explains more "Well son you would be taught what it takes to be a
Master or a slave."

I yell again "What the fuck? I am not some pervert!"

I look at everyone and ask "Dad can my brother-inlaw, sister and mom can
put on clothes."

In a very dominant voice, Dad said "NO SON! They are in their natural
state."

I ask "how is being naked natural?"

Dad replies, "Son, your brother-inlaw, sister, and mother are slaves. As
slaves, they cannot hide anything from their owner. Clothes allow them to
hide their bodies from their owners."

I am even more confused. Dad sees my confusion.

Dad turns and looks at Keith saying "could you show David here what you
can do to your property."

I have known that brother Keith was gay for most of his life. Keith and
Jeff have been together since college. Then a light bulb clicked on in my
head. They became Master and slave at the Society's college Dad was
talking about. Keith orders Jeff to get him a drink. Jeff jumps up and
runs to Dad's bar. After handing my brother his drink, Keith tells Jeff
to kneel in front of him.
Jeff says "Yes Master" and quickly crawls between Keith's legs. Keith
grabs Jeff's collar and pulls him into his crotch. Keith tells Jeff to
suck his cock. Jeff opens Keith's pants and pulls out his hard cock. I
could not stop looking at the hottest scene in my life. Jeff opens his
mouth and to my amazement, deep throats my brother's monster cock. My
mouth fell open, yet my cock is rock hard. I start to rub myself then
stop when I was about to cum. Dad startles me out of my erotic trance by
saying "You see Son, Jeff likes being owned by Keith. Being submissive
is his natural state of mind. And your brother's natural state of mind
is dominating men."

I reply, "Dad I see that they enjoy what they are doing. But Dad, why do
I have to choose to be part of this lifestyle?"

Dad continues his explanation, "Son you do not have to choose this life.
That is your choice. However, if you choose not to live our lifestyle
then you will be cut off, have to move out, and find a job. Most likely
you will be working a manual labor job which you would most likely not be
able to afford college. Maybe with lots of loans and working full time
you could pay for college."
Realizing what Dad is saying, I reply "So Dad you're telling me I either
have to go to this Master/slave college or you will cut me off?"

Dad replies, "Yes Son I am sorry but the Society will not allow a member
to support a non-member. You understand the Society pays my salary. It
pays all our salaries as Dad waved to everyone in the room. Now son you
have three days to decide. Son this decision must be what is best for
you. So think long and hard. During this time you can ask any of the
family members here questions about the college and the Society. Your
brother and sister will be in town for the week to help you if you have
questions or need more demonstrations. However, you cannot speak about
what you learn about the Society or the college to anyone outside the
membership. If the Society finds out and believe me they have their ways,
then you will be taken away and enslaved to the Society with no choice on
your part".

As my family leaves they all pat me on the shoulder telling me "hope you
make the right decision and if you need me give me a call." Finally,
I'm alone. I have to get the fuck out of the house. I go to the guest
house. The guest house is my escape when I wanted to be alone. I keep
seeing my brother being sucked off by his boyfriend. No his slave! I grab
my tablet and look up Master and slave. I cannot believe so much info is
on the net. I find lots of hot pictures! Without thinking I pull out my
dick and jack off. I find a site explaining in detail Master and slave
relationships. How some people long inside to submit and some people
enjoy dominating others. I can understand the latter but to want or need
to submit, I do not understand. Then I think back to what I have done for
the past 18 years. I like to help my mother clean up after dinner and
even help cooking too. When Dad asked me to mow the lawn, I was happy to
do so. If my brother wanted his cars washed I was happy to help. When my
friends asked me to work on their car or help clean their pool it was the
least I could do. Does that mean I am a slave? NO! NO! It's just nice to
help others. What comes around goes around you know. So I always figured
helping out my family and friends was the right thing to do. As I read
more I find BDSM sex stories that are so fucking hot I cum several times.
I vision myself as both a Dominant and a slave.

I call Keith my brother. Keith, I need your help. Can you and Jeff come
to the guest house? Keith says he will be happy to come over. Keith
knocks on the door. I let them in and Keith and Jeff hugs me. To my
surprise, Jeff starts to strip. He is only wearing shorts and sandals so
he was naked in seconds. Keith sits in a chair while Jeff kneels next to
my brother. I look at Jeff transfixed on his hot naked body.

Keith asks me "what do you want from me".

I say "Ah Keith I was reading a lot online about Master and slave
relationships but still do not understand it. Why would a man want to
submit to another man? Not to question anything? Obey without question?"

Keith explains, "David it is not just about submitting to another or
giving up one's freedom. It's about pleasing the other person. A slave
loves to please others. He gets pleasure from pleasing his owner. Jeff,
tell David what it is like to give me pleasure."

Jeff replies, "Yes Master, David pleasing my Master is the most
wonderful thing in the world. When my Master is happy, I am happy. He is
my world. I was born to serve Master anyway he wishes."

I ask Jeff if you ever wonder what it would be like if he turned down the
Society college offer?
Jeff says "My training as a slave was hard but in the end, it was well
worth it. I have never been happier than when I am serving my Master."

I ask Jeff "what is the happiest time when you are with my brother?"

Jeff says "David Sir, the happiest time is when my Master totally
dominates me physically and emotionally then holds me tight reassuring me
that he enjoyed what he was doing to me and that he loves me!

I reply, "OK, what was the worst time as a slave?"

Jeff tells me, "David Sir, my worst time is when I disappoint my Master.
It's not the punishment that is the hardest but instead, it's not
living up to my potential that my Master knows I can. The physical
punishment is short lived. The guilt of not being the best slave for my
Master hurts for a long time. The memory of the physical punishment
reinforces the guilt I feel. However, the guilt helps me be a better
slave for my Master."
I ask "Jeff, does it embarrass you to be naked in front of me or
others?"

Jeff explains "David Sir, at first I was embarrassed at being naked in
front of strangers and family members. But as with anything you become
comfortable as you do something over and over. Now being naked feels
better than being clothed. Ninety percent of my day I am naked. Only when
we are in public, away from the Society, am I required to wear clothes.
If Master had his way I would be naked all the time."

I ask "Jeff, do you work from home or outside of the house?"

Jeff tells me, "David Sir, I work from home which is why Master can have
me naked 90% of the time."

I ask "Jeff, are you able to keep the money that you make, or does all
go to my brother."
Jeff explains, "David Sir, all the money that I make belongs to my
Master. I fill out all the checks for our bills and then Master signs the
check. Master gives me a credit card that I use to pay for food and
supplies for Master's house."

Trying to understand, I say "So you're telling me that my brother owns
everything. Nothing is in your name."

Jeff says "Yes David Sir, everything including myself is owned by
Master. As a slave, the Society does not allow slaves to own anything. We
are property. So property cannot own anything. Does that make sense,
David Sir?"

I reply "Well Yes but what happens if our Master is disabled or dies,
what happens to you?"
Jeff replies, "As I am the property of my Master then he can will me to
someone else. In fact, the Society requires that all slaves be put in a
trust so that as soon as my Master passes I am given to another Master or
Mistress."

Keith speaks up now, "You see brother as a member of the Society all my
property is taken care of including my slave. Slaves will always be taken
care of. Whether they transfer through a trust or sold to another Master.
In fact if you become a Master then I might sell slave jeff to you to
own. Would you like to own my slave, David?"

I tell my brother "I do not know Keith. You do have a hot man there
brother."

I am now staring at Jeff's body. It is so perfect. He must workout many
hours each day to maintain a body like that. My cock getting hard
thinking about owning this man, this slave! Keith orders his slave to
kneel in front of me. Jeff crawls between my legs as I sit on the bed.
Keith tells me to give Jeff an order, whatever I wish. The slave will do
anything you order it to do. I was in shock! My brother just gave me
permission to order his slave around like it was an everyday thing. I am
so horny right now that I am thinking with my dick instead of my head. If
I was in my right mind I would have said no way. But as it was I ordered
this slave to undress me. Jeff instantly started to remove my shoes and
socks. Then I gets up and pulled my shirt off. Then knelt down and
unbuckled my jeans and pulled them off. Finally, Jeff pulls down my
underwear. My hard cock bounced up hitting my stomach as he pulled my
underwear down. Jeff was smiling the whole time. Jeff kneels down in
front of me, bowed his head, and asks how may this slave serve you, Sir.
I am so horny right now. So I order the slave to lick my balls. Slave
jeff leans in and licks each ball then starts to suck them into his
mouth. Oh my god, this feels so good. I jerk off while jeff services my
balls. I look over at my brother and he just nods to me. This gives me
the courage to use Jeff more. I order Jeff to suck my cock. Jeff licks
the head of my cock then slowly licks down my hard cock, licking my balls
again then up to the head again. I smile at my brother, "fuck brother
your slave knows what he is doing."

Keith replies, "Of course brother my slave was trained by experts at the
Society College. One of the best benefits of the college is that they
produce slaves that specialize in sexual pleasure."

Just then Jeff deepthroated my cock. I moaned in pleasure, yelling out
FUCK! I lean back on the bed looking at Jeff expertly servicing me.

I tell Keith "Brother this is the best!"

I grab the slave's head pushing him deep down on my cock. Holding him on
my cock then letting him up to breathe and push him down again. I start
to pump into his mouth. Holding his head I power fuck the slave hard! I
feel that I am about to cum, I push the slave deep on my 8-inch cock, and
hold him balls deep as I cum down his throat.

I yell out "Fuck brother what a power rush!"

Only when I stop ejaculation 4 or 5 times do I let go of the slave. Then
he falls back on his feet breathing hard.

I ask Keith "Brother why have you kept this slave from me?
"
Keith explains "Dave, the Society does not allow anyone under 18 to know
that Masters and slaves exist. The only exception is when you live in one
of the Society's self-contained communities."

I tell Keith, "Oh, you have to tell me about those communities,
brother."

Keith replies, "Well I will let your sister and her Master Mike explain
about them. They live in a Society community."

Keith looks at his slave and tells him to clean me up then dress me. The
slave runs to the bathroom and comes back with a hot washcloth.
I compliment the slave by saying "Oh that feels good slave, thank you!"
Jeff says "it's a pleasure to serve free men."

WOW I have never thought that I was a free man, or for that matter, men
who are not free. Jeff is now holding my pants, so I stand up and let the
slave dress me. I smile down at the slave feeling the power I have over
him. Once I am dressed, Keith orders the slave to get dressed, which is
quick since he is only wearing light shorts and sandals. Keith suggests
that we all go to the mall that way I can experience using a slave in
public. I think that might be fun and agree, let's go.

When we get to the mall Keith tells slave Jeff to put on a shirt. We go
in Keith and me side by side and slave Jeff on the right of his Master.
We walk into a high-end clothing store. Keith and I are checking out some
shirts and shorts. Slave Jeff waits for us to see what we like. Once we
find a few shirts, shots, and some hot underwear, all three of us go into
a large changing room. Keith suggests that I take charge of his slave. I
order the slave to undress. When Jeff is completely naked I tell him to
undress his Master and then me. Now that we are all naked I give the
slave some underwear that Keith picked out and ordered him to help Keith
into them. The slave knelt at his Master's feet, putting one foot into
the underwear and then the other. Slave Jeff pulls the underwear up
making sure his Master's cock and balls are nicely shown off. Dam my
brother looks hot in those undes. I even told him so. My brother just
smiles at me and orders his slave to do the same for me. We tried on all
the undies, shorts, and shirts and pick out the ones we like. All the
while the slave was doing all the work of dressing and undressing us. It
was getting me hot how much power we have over this stud! Sometimes I
even envision myself as a slave. That thought gets me even hotter. My
brother notices that my cock is hard and asks "do you want the slave to
service you"

I ask "here in the changing room."

Keith replies, "Yes bro, a slave has no choice but to do what his Master
says anytime anywhere."

I ask "Could fuck the slave this time?"

Keith says "no problem bro. He is yours to use too."

"Fuck thanks, Keith. You're the best." I say
There is a stool in the corner so I tell the slave to bend over it. Jeff
does what I say.

I order the slave "Now lower your shorts."

"Dam that is one hot ass," I tell my brother. My hard cock is pressed
against his hole. Keith comes up behind me and grabs my cock. "Oh
FUCK", I think. I feel his hot cock against my ass.
Keith whispers in my ear "go slow just put it about an inch or two in
then let the slave get used to you. Then slowly push into his hole."

As my brother says this he pushes me forward into the slave's hole. Keith
grabs me by the chest with one hand and the other at my waist. He uses my
body to fuck his slave. He pushes me in and out telling me "your doing
great, boy. Keep fucking that hole. You know you love it. Feel that hole
tighten around your cock. Yeah boy you're doing great. Use that hole
boy. Feel how much pleasure it is giving you. This is what a slave is
for, giving pleasure to a Dominant man." All the while Keith was forcing
my body into and out of his slave. His hard cock was rubbing up and down
my hole. Keith was holding me so tight, I seem to let go and let him do
all the work. While he keeps whispering in my ear how pleasing a man is
the most wonderful feeling in the world. I am lost in the control that
Keith has over both the slave and myself. He is truly a Master of
controlling a man's lust!

Keith says "Go on Davey boy feel hot the slave is clamping down on your
cock, milking you to the ultimate orgasm of your life. Feel how the slave
meets every thrust deep into its hole."
Oh yeah, this feels so good. I fall back in my brother's arms as he shows
me how to really use a slave for your pleasure.

Keith orders "Go on Davey boy shoot your load into the slave. Feel your
orgasm build-up from deep down in your soul."

I yell out "YES OH YES brother thank you, brother. Please brother."

Keith asks "What do you want to Davey boy?"

I yell out "Oh GOD I want to cum."

Keith whispers "ask me boy me for permission to cum."

I whisper back "Brother please can I cum.

Keith orders "Yes boy cum into my slave's holes."

I explode with the most amazing orgasm of my life. I can't believe how
great fucking a slave is, it's so hot. After I have about 5 shots of cum
into the hole I finally stop and fall into my brother's arms. A knock on
the door of the dressing room asks "is everything is OK Sir."
Keith says "yes everything is OK. We will be out in a minute."

Then my brother pushes me over the slave's back, while he presses down on
my back. I feel so safe in my brother's arms. Feel his hard cock press
along my ass crack. Now I wonder what it would be like to be fuck up the
ass. After a few minutes, my brother releases me and I slowly raise up
and I pull out of the slave's hole. My brother turns me around and gives
me a hug. I feel so grateful that my brother is with me for my first fuck
of a slave. I could not have done it without him. When my brother
releases me, he hugs his slave then orders the slave to clean my cock.
The slave jumps to his knees and sucks my cock clean. WOW, what an
amazing slave my brother owns. We get dressed. The slave grabs the
clothes as we walk out of the dressing room. My brother gives the
dressing room attendant a few hundred dollars to keep our recent
activities discreet. Keith pays for the clothes and hands the bag to
jeff.

I ask "can I carry any of the bags."

Keith says "no problem. My slave will carry the bags."

We walk around the mall for a while. Buy some more clothes and a few
shoes. I can see Jeff is having a hard time carrying everything.

I ask again, "I can help him." He looks at my brother then says "no I
can handle it". I get the feeling my brother silently ordered his slave
to carry everything for us. Finally, we get hungry so we decide to check
out the food court. We check out each restaurant and decide on Chinese. I
order first then Keith orders for Jeff and himself. We find a table. Jeff
drops off his load of shopping bags then goes back to get our food. While
Jeff is gone Keith puts the shopping bags on the spare chairs. When Jeff
comes back with the food he puts the food in front of us. He runs back to
get the drinks.

Keith tells Jeff "get me some hot sauce."

Jeff runs to get what his Master wants.

Keith asks me, "Do you need anything?" I suggest some soy sauce. When
Jeff comes back again Keith orders Jeff to get some soy sauce too.

I tell Keith "WOW, you have Jeff running hands and feet for you."

"Davey of course he is a slave. That is what he is for," says Keith.
I say "I admire how devoted Jeff is to you."

Keith replies "My slave was trained well at the "college", plus he
worships the ground I walk on."
I say "I can see that. What makes him worship you so?

Keith explains "You see, slaves love to please dominant men. There is a
theory that they are born a slave. It is who they are."

I reply, "Keith I would have to agree, Jeff certainly loves servicing
you."

When Jeff gets back with the soy sauce, my brother snaps his fingers and
points to the ground near his feet. Jeff kneels at my brother's feet,
lowers his head and puts his hand behind his back. I am amazed at the
slave. Nothing seems to bother him. I wish I could be more like him, not
caring what others feel about me. I look around to see if others are
watching us. I see most people are just minding their own business,
except I see a few gay guys and a couple smiling at us. Plus, one older
straight man giving us an angry look. I tell my brother that we are being
watched. I look at my brother, he does not seem to care that we are being
watched. My brother says, "So what." I just shake my head and start to
eat. I ask if slave Jeff can eat. My brother says that his slave eats
after his Master finishes. My brother and I catch up on what we have been
up to. All the while Jeff just stays on his knees. When my brother eats
his last bits of food then pats his slave's head and places the food on
the floor in front of the slave. Jeff says "thank you Master" and eats
his food. Jeff eats his food fast, cleans up our table then kneels at his
Master's feet again. We get up to leave when I tell Keith that I have to
take a leak. Keith says "ok let's use the John. I have to take a leak
too". When we get in the bathroom, Keith orders his slave to go into a
stall. Then to my shock, Keith orders Jeff to strip and kneel in the
stall. I look at the door hoping no one will come in. When Jeff is naked
and kneeling in a public restroom,
Keith tells me "piss in his mouth."

"Oh fuck, brother I can't do that," I say.

Keith says "it's perfectly fine bro. The slave drinks my piss each
morning."

I do have to piss after all the soda pop I drank. So think "what the
fuck" and put my cock into the slave's mouth. I look down at the slave
face and start the flow slowly at first. I see the slave swallowing my
piss easily. So I let the flow go full speed. WOW, the slave has no
problem keeping up. I smile down at the slave feeling the power that my
brother must feel. Then I imagine myself drinking my brother's piss. Dam!
did I just imagine that. I quickly put it out of my mind. As I am more
and more around this slave I am more impressed! He seems to obey my
brother's every command. After I finish pissing, the slave milks my cock
clean of all the piss. I pull out and step back out of the stall. Looking
over at my brother he is smiling at us. I quickly put my cock away. My
brother walks up to his slave and pisses in his mouth too. I think "WOW
my brother uses the slave's mouth like it is the most normal thing in the
world." When he is done, he ordered the slave to get dressed. At that
moment a man enters the restroom. As my brother put his cock away, the
man looks at him and smiled then goes to the urinal. Once the slave was
dressed we left the restroom. The slave grabs our shopping bags and we
leave for home. Once we are in the car my brother looks back, telling the
slave to strip. I could not help watching him strip nude. My cock got
hard again.

Keith asks "Boy do you want to learn more about Master and slave
relationships."

I kind of blushed, having to admit that seeing Jeff follow your orders,
kind of made me think about what it would be like to be a submissive.

Keith says "it is normal to wonder about what it is like to be on either
side of the Dominant and submissive roles. You know Davey, I wondered the
same thing when I was asked to join the Society. Dad suggested that I try
both roles temporarily. So he hooked me up with a Master and slave couple
that was already in the society. That experience helped me greatly. I
think Davey you should ask Mike, your sister's Master to help you out on
experiencing the submissive role."
I tell Keith "I guess that would be OK, if you think it would help."

Keith says "Davey I think yes it would. I will give Mike a call. In the
meantime, why don't you come back to my house for dinner? You will get
to taste my slave's great cooking."
I reply "that sounds good thanks"

Keith drives us to his house. He pulls in the garage and closes the door.
We all get out of the car while the slave grabs the shopping bags and his
clothes too. I can't stop looking at the naked slave boy carrying all
the bags with his hot ass wiggling back and forth. Keith orders the slave
to hang the new clothes in the Master's closet and the slave clothes on
the hook in the garage.
I ask "why does Jeff hang his clothes in the garage."

Keith says "slaves do not wear clothes in the house. So the most
efficient place to keep a slave's clothes is in the garage."

I ask "So does Jeff have other clothes?"

Keith replies, "in a locked cabinet in the garage is some winter clothes
when we go to the colder weather areas. However, since the weather here
is warm all year long, what the slave wore today is good enough."

"WOW, I feel sorry for the slave," I say.

Keith says "I assured you that my slave is very happy not wearing
clothes. After being naked most of the time, it is normal for him.
Wearing clothes makes him feel uncomfortable."
Keith and I go out back to the backyard deck to relax after the shopping
trip. Taking in the sun, Keith suggests we go swimming.

I say "that sounds like fun but I don't have a swimsuit."

Keith replies, "just go nude, the backyard is very private" then he
starts to strip.
So not to be rude I strip too. When we are naked, slave jeff comes out
asking if we need anything. My brother tells the slave to get us two
beers and water for himself. The slave grabs our clothes and rushes back
into the house.

I ask "where is he going with our clothes?"

Keith says "my slave picks up after me so he is putting my clothes in
the hamper and your clothes he is hanging up in the front closet."

I says "I see you have him well trained, brother."

Keith replies, "Well I cannot take all the credit, the college did most
of the work. I just fine tuned him to my liking."

"WOW you sound like you're tuning up a car or something," I say.

Keith says "sort of Dave he is my property. So like a car I customized
him to my liking."
I reply "You do see him as property don't you."

Keith says, "Of course brother that is what a slave is after all. Just
like my car, boat, and my house. They are all very personal to my needs
and are an investment."

I reply, "Do you really see your slave as an investment?"

Keith says "Oh yes brother, my slave is the best investment I have ever
made. He makes my life easier, provides for my sexual needs and is my
companion."

"Companion?" I say.

Keith replies, "Oh yes my slave and I are very close. It is like we are
one person." Like on "Que", Jeff comes out to the pool and hands us
our beers. Keith tells Jeff to jump in the pool and do his laps. The
slave dives into the pool and starts to swim. I am impressed by how well
he swims. Very good form.

I comment, "WOW brother, your slave is a very good swimmer."

Keith tells me "Yes Davey I require my slave to swim every day to keep
it's body tone and fit. I keep my property well maintained so it is
valuable to me. Just like you do regular maintenance on your car, the
same applies to all my property, especially my slave."

With ambition, I say, "I can see that. You're doing a good job. He looks
like a well-oiled machine. Would you really sell him someday?"

"Only to the right owner, brother," Keith says. After we watch the hot
slave swim we get out of the pool. The slave jumps out of the pool and
runs to get some towels. He comes back and dries his Master and then
myself. Keith offers to go inside to relax and have a cocktail. I follow
him while he orders the slave to get him his usual. As we sit on the
coach Keith asks "what would you like?"

I tell him "whatever you are having would be good."

When the slave comes back Keith orders him to bring another. The slave
comes back with my drink then knees at his Master's feet.

I tell Keith "I am fascinated by how obedient your slave is."

Keith says "You see brother I cannot take all the credit. Some humans
are born to be slaves. It is in their nature. The college that our family
has gone to for generations only helps us figure out if we are born a
slave or a born Master."

Surprised, I ask "Ah Jeff was never forced to be a slave?"

Keith says "NO, NO brother none of the members of the society are forced
to be a slave unless they break the rules in the contract that they sign
when entering the Society."
I ask "What are the rules?"

Keith explains "Well there are a few rules to never break or be enslaved
to the society itself" then he lists them.
Never ever tell anyone outside the society that it is a group of Master
and slaves. Especially the press or the government.
Can never quit the society. Any attempt to run causes a hunter to come
after you, find you and bring you back for trial. If found guilty then
you will be enslaved to the Society.
Masters or slaves shall never break the laws of the country that they are
in. This could possibly expose the Society to the public. If they are
arrested by the police then the Society will act to make the arrest go
away and an internal trial will be held. If either the Master or the
slave is found guilty of breaking the country's laws then they are
enslaved to the Society.
The Society considers slaves as property of the Master. No other Master
can steal a slave from another Master. Slaves can be sold under special
Society guidelines.
When a Master acquires a slave, they must sign a contract. The society
provides a basic contract that all Masters and slaves must use. This
protects the slave and Master from being abused. Additions can be added
to the contract but nothing from the original contract can be removed.
The contract is binding and enforced by the Society. If either party
breaks the contract a trial is formed. If either party is found guilty
then the guilty party is enslaved for life to the Society. The Society
will monitor the slave for the life of the contract.
Always be honest with the Society "Monitors". The "Monitors" are
people in the Society that monitor all activity of the members personal
and business affairs. They are special in that they cannot have slaves.
That would be a conflict of interest. They usually were slaves at one
time. So they know what to look for if a Master is abusing a slave.

I say "You see brother if you break any of these rules you can be
enslaved for life to the Society."

I ask "What does "enslaved to the Society" mean."

Keith explains further "It means you are taken away to a work camp and
never seen from again. I have never heard of anyone in our family ever
breaking these rules. After 4 years at the college, you will know never
to break the rules!"

I wonder what he meant by that but was afraid to ask.

I ask "How does the Society keep slaves safe, if the Master has complete
control over the slave. Would the slave be scared to speak up."

Keith says "The Monitors meet alone with the slave. At the beginning of
the Master/slave contract, the Monitors meet with the slave once a week.
Everyone knows that you must be honest with all "Monitors". If you are
caught being dishonest it could lead you to be enslaved to the Society
which no one wants. It is a fate worse than death. So "Monitors" are
very respected within the Society. So brother there are many safeguards
in protecting the slaves and the Society at large. Being a slave is
highly considered within the Society. Slaves help keep the Masters happy
and productive within the Society. A happy Master will make more profit
for the Society. So slaves are high-value assets. To a Master, their
slaves are the most valuable asset they own. Above any possession, they
might own."

I say "I see that makes me feel better. At least they are not like the
slaves for the plantation owners of the south."

Keith says "Oh no that kind of slave is considered very distasteful
within the Society. The Society members back then had their slaves
registered as paid servants. So no one knew they were actually slaves.
None of the Masters back then were slave owners like we see in history
books. The Society distanced themselves from that nasty business."
I reply, "WOW brother, how old is the Society."

Keith informs me "Well from what we know it dates back to the Roman
Empire. Some of the Roman Senator's disliked the way slaves were handled
and formed the Society in secret to make sure slaves are protected from
abuse. Being a secret society they could weather the rise and fall of
Empires and countries. So they took control of much of the wealth in the
world. Many companies are now controlled by the Society. That is where
being a member has its perks. You will never worry about being poor or
live off the streets. The Society takes care of their membership. You
always have a good job with good benefits. All Master's must work for a
company that is controlled by the Society and there are many to choose
from. If you do choose to become a slave then if your Master allows it
you could work for one of the companies. So you could have a fulfilling
career even as a slave."

I ask "So if I do decide to be a slave, not saying I would, then what
happens to the earnings I make."

Keith tells me "They would go to your Master."

I ask another question "So what if I need money for lunch, gas money,
new clothes, an phone?"
Keith explains "Then your Master provides you with what he feels you
need. For most slaves, choosing to be a slave is a calling. They do it
not because they have to but because they want to. So material
possessions like clothes, electronics, toys, a car, etc are not important
to a slave. Their most important concern in life is to make their Master
happy. To a slave their Master is GOD. To make a GOD happy is the most
important. Why do you think there are so many religions out there
worshiping a GOD of some form or the other. Most of those people that
worship their GODS, truly worship, are just slaves in hiding. It gives
them purpose and not to be alone in the world. That is how slaves feel
about their Master. There is no higher calling than being a slave. A
slave that worships his Master as a GOD is admired within the Society. At
the same time, a Master is also very proud of a slave that thinks of him
as a GOD. That is the ultimate testament a slave can do for a Master. The
Master knows that a slave like that will be there for him through any
hardship or happiest times in his life. Since the Master owns the slave
for life, he knows the slave will never ever leave him. A Master and
slave relationship is like a marriage but better. The connection between
a Master and slave is much stronger than a marriage. There is no divorce
here. This is a commitment that cannot be broken without the approval of
the Society. A Master can decide to sell a slave but the Monitors have to
approve the sale. Monitors will work with the slave to make sure the
slave will not be harmed by the sale.
I ask "Can a slave refuse to be sold?"

Keith explains, "No brother the slave has no choice in the sale. It is
up to his Master and the Monitor to decide it's fate. Remember, slaves,
are still property. Property does not have a say if it is sold. Just like
a dog cannot decide who his Master is neither can a slave. But that is
one of the benefits of being a slave. All the responsibilities are left
to the Master. A slave needs to follow orders and make his Master happy.
The stress of the real world can be left to the Master. This is why
slaves are so valuable. They help the Master destress after a hard day's
work. The system that Society created is the best of both roles. The
Master's can make more money and gain more power for the Society as long
as the slaves make their Master's happy. It's a perfect system. This is
why the Society has the control it has. David, you must decide if you
want to join the Society and be a part of something much bigger than
yourself or live outside this perfect system let the world decide your
fate. I know it is a hard decision to make. If you do not join, as Dad
said you will be left on your own. None of the family to be associated
with you. It would expose the Society to the outside world. If you broke
the law then the police could look at the family too. If you choose not
to join then the Society will give you a new name and a new location to
live. You would be completely cut off and not a trace of your being my
brother to ever exist. The Society has that much power. Just think you
could be part of that power. You could shape the world as a Master or
slave. Joining the Society is the best thing I have ever done in my life.
I would never change it for anything. Being a Master is my calling. Just
like being a slave is Jeff's calling. Why don't you sleep on it? I will
have my slave tend to you as you make your decision. Stay in the guest
room and have my slave comfort you."
I reply, "Thank you brother, you have given me a lot to think about.
Maybe a good night's sleep will help. Could I use your tub before going
to bed?"
Keith says "Of course David you can use the tub or shower in the guest
room. Jeff will help you."
Jeff gets up and goes into the guest room. I heard the water running in
the tub as I enter the bedroom. I go to the bathroom finding Jeff is on
his knees next to the tub with a towel in his arms.

Jeff says "Master David the tub is filling. If the water temperature is
not to your liking this slave will adjust it to your liking."

I check the water and tell slave Jeff it is a little too cool. Jeff gets
up and adjusts the water temperature then knees back in the position he
was with his head bowed.
jeff asks "is to my liking now Master David."

I test it again and smile saying it is good. The slave does not look up
and just thanks me. I start to take off my clothes when the slave asked
if I would like him to undress me. I stopped and looked down at the slave
thinking this is crazy. I can undress but then I wonder what it would be
like to just stand here and let someone else undress me. Thought put a
surge of pleasure through my cock down to a tingle in the head.

I say "sure slave you can undress me why not."

The slave puts the towels on a chair and starts to remove my shoes and
socks. When my feet are bare, the slave removes my belt and pants. He
folds the pants and then removes my tight boxers. My cock gets hard as I
look down at the slave. The slave takes my shirt off as he rises to his
feet. I lift my arms up to help the slave take off my shirt. The slave
steps into the shower and motions me into it with him. He kneels down at
my feet and starts cleaning my feet. I ask him if he cleans his Master
every day?

Jeff says "yes Master David. My life is meant to help my Master's life
be easier, however, I can Sir."

I smile at him as he cleans my body. It is strange just standing in the
shower and letting someone else wash you. After cleaning my front the
slave walks behind me and cleans my back. The shower is about three times
larger than the one in my room at home. So there is plenty of room for
the slave to move around my body to reach every part of me. He motions
for me to lift my hands which I look up to see a handrail hanging from
the ceiling. So I grab it. Then as I look more closely up at the ceiling,
I see metal cuffs hanging from the rail as well. This must be how my
brother restrains his slave in the shower. I ask the slave what the cuffs
are for.
jeff says "Master sometimes enjoys restraining his slave while shaving
it, cleaning it out, or fucking its hole."

I ask the slave "what do you mean by cleaning it out."

jeff says "Master users an enema to clean out my asshole so when Master
fuck it his cock is clean."

I just nod starting to understand how gay sex works more and more. Not
sure I could ever stick a tube up my ass to get cleaned out. It would be
very humiliating, wouldn't it? After the slave cleans my entire body he
starts to dry me. Not until I am completely dry does the slave dry
himself. He then grabs my hand and walks me out of the bathroom to the
bed. I climb onto the bed with my hands behind my head. The slave kneels
by the bed with its head bowed.
Jeff says "would like me to service you, Master".

I ask "how would you serve me?" The slave offers to give me a blow job,
massage or fuck it hole. I tell him that a massage would be nice. Not
sure I was ready to have sex with my brother's slave without him near.
He did say I could use his slave however I like but it just did not feel
right at that moment. So I opted for a massage. The slave asks me to lay
on my stomach. The slave climbs on the bed and starts massaging my feet.
God that feels good. Then feel the slave use its mouth to suck my toes.
Oh, fuck that feels great. I moan in pleasure as the slave uses his mouth
and hands to massage my feet and then up to my legs. He doesn't need any
oil because he is using his mouth to oil up my body instead. I cannot
believe how erotic this feels. I moan more, feel my cock getting hard. It
feels so good that I don't care that I am hard. Finally, after the slave
works my entire backside, I feel the slave lick my asshole. OMG! I yell
out "THAT FEELS SO GOOD". He digs deep into my hole. I have never felt
anything so fucking hot. My hole is so loose. I ask the slave if he would
fuck me. The slave is taken back asking if I was sure. I was so horny
that I just want to know what it feels like. The slave says he will do
anything I ask him. So I order the slave fuck me. The slave gets on top
of me. I see him grab some lube and apply some on my hole. Then he starts
rubbing my hole. I tell the slave "YES SLAVE that feels good". He
pushes a finger in and stops just inside. "OH FUCK that hurt," I think.
The slave whispers in my ear saying to push out like I am taking a shit.
I do as he tells me. "WOW that did help", I think to myself. He pushes
the finger in farther. Then he pushes another finger in then a third. My
hole feels very stretched. Then I feel the slave start to push his slave
dick into my hole. When he just gets the head in I yell out "FUCK". The
slave whispers again in my ear to push out. I do as I am told and feel
him enter my hole more. I take a big breath. The slave tells me "relax
SIR. It will feel better once we get going." I relax, trusting the slave
knows what he is doing. After all I am sure he has been fucked a lot more
than I have. Now he is balls deep in my hole. He just stays there. He
tells me "relax SIR let your hole adjust to my dick SIR." He waits for
me to relax more then asks if I am ready. "READY" I yell, I have been
ready for this all my life. Am I scared HELL YEAH but I want to know how
it feels to be fucked. So I say "yes please fuck me, slave". The slave
says "as you wish SIR." I feel the slave start fucking me slowly in and
out. It hurts but a lot less as he works my hole. I start to feel a
tingle in my cock each time he pushes into me balls deep. Tingle makes my
cock grow harder with each thrust. The pain is almost gone now. The
pleasure feels more and more intense. The slave senses my pleasure as I
start to moan. So the slave fucks me harder and harder. OMG, I never
thought fucking would feel so good. I never want it to stop.

I yell "FUCK ME HARDER SLAVE".


I am sure the whole house including my brother heard me, but I did not
care. All I want is to be fuck hard and never stop! The slave fucks me
non-stop for 30 minutes before turning me over and fucking me with my
legs over his shoulders. We kissed, fighting for dominance in the mouth
but we both knew who was in control of my hole. The slave controlled my
hole and I could care less. I wanted to be controlled, to be used, to be
like the slave who is fucking me. To be fucked by a Master. As I was
being fucked I was seeing myself kneeling at a Master's feet begging him
to use me.

I yell out please "SIR FUCK ME, SIR".

The slave understands my feelings and does not stop but instead fucks me
harder. Finally, after an hour of fucking we both cum at the same time, I
am still lost in my fantasy telling the slave "thank you, SIR". The
slave tells me "good boy. You did good, good boy ." I felt proud of
myself to please my SIR. The slave pulls out of me and lays beside me
allowing me to come back to earth. I then realize what happened. I thank
the slave.

I say "Slave that was great"

Then I remembered that I saw myself as a slave. I suddenly felt
embarrassed. The slave tells me it is ok. But I tell him that I saw
myself like him. Then I felt bad and apologized.
I say "Sorry Jeff."

Jeff says "being a slave is just as important as being a Master. A
Master cannot exist without his slave. So there is nothing to be ashamed
of being a slave. Your family will love you whether you discover you're
a slave or a Master. Remember your mother is a slave. Your brother still
loves her very much. Plus, he respects her more than you can imagine.
Being a slave is a calling that is like nothing anyone could dream of. It
is a great responsibility to help a Master be the best man he can be. The
Masters may run the world but their slaves keep them balanced so they can
run the world. Masters need us slaves to keep them from being overwhelmed
by the pressures of the world they run. We are their rock. Whatever
happens in the world when Masters come home they know their slaves will
be there for their needs physically and emotionally. So being a slave is
the greatest calling one could ever do for the universe. Does that make
sense?"

After letting it sink in, it did make sense. I made a decision, I needed
to find out what I am, Master or slave. So in the morning, I will tell my
family that I will join the Society and go to their College. Even though
I was scared as hell I need to know who and what I am. I ask the slave if
he would fuck me slowly as we go to sleep. The slave spoons me then
enters my hole one more time. The slave slowly fucks me while holding me
in his arms as we go to sleep.