Guinea Pig Boys – Part 5

by Randall Austin

 

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Once Thomas reminded the two freshly indentured and processed slave boys, Rex and Terrence, that they were now basically lab rats, he continued: "Remember that punishments for infractions are very severe here in the medical wing of Social Services.  They have to be: we are doing important medical research on you boys and we can't risk having any disruptions to the research being done in the labs, where any sort of mischief or misbehavior could cause experiments to go awry."

Rex cautiously raised a hand, and remembered to preface his request properly as he had just been taught in his servitor protocol briefing, "Sir, may I ask a question, sir?"

Thomas nodded, and Rex questioned, "Sir, I am confused, sir.  This sentence seems harsh.  I don't understand, it seems not right to have to be restrained for several years.  Sir.  Thank you, sir."

Thomas nodded, "Well, I really don't have anything to do with the law.  The law is the law, and I just follow it."

Rex continued, "But sir, sir, do you understand what I'm saying?  When can I talk to my father, or a lawyer, sir?"

Thomas, looking annoyed, wanted to move on, "You were just before an arbitration panel consisting of four very brilliant judges, and they decided your case.  And as far as family visits go, the visiting policy is limited for boys in the experimentation program. You are allowed to see family members as many as twelve times per year.  Your families have been contacted, informed of your situation, and a family visit is being arranged for sometime in the near future."

Rex started again, "Sir, I wondered if..."

Thomas cut him off, "Okay, enough questions!  We have to move on."

Rex started again, "Sir, I just wanted to know..."

Thomas was angry, "I have given you warning; no more questions!  I need to get both of you boys restraint-bridled and chastity haltered before leading you over to Ward D so your clinicians can meet you and perform some preliminary assessments."

Rex wondered, "Sir, will I be able to..."

In a flash Thomas grabbed Rex and guided him between two upright punishment restraining poles standing about four feet apart.  He cuffed one of Rex's wrists to one pole, and the other to the opposite pole.  He grabbed a nine-inch wide, thick, plastic bra-like thing and placed it around Rex's chest, and secured it on.  He aimed a remote at the strap and it buzzed to life.  Rex started howling and jumping in his restraints.

Thomas explained, "It's a punishment bra.  It's a `state of the art' shocking device, so it's a perfectly benign and federally approved form of discipline."

Terrence was deeply disturbed at watching his best friend being tortured, and pleaded, "Sir, Mr. Crotchet, sir.  Please stop it!"

Thomas responded by grabbing Terrence in a flash, secured him to another set of punishment restraining poles.  He then fitted a punishment bra on Terrence as well. Once Terrence was tethered and bra-ed Thomas turned on the remote stimulator and soon Terrence joined Rex in howling and dancing like a hopping, howling, fairy.

Thomas went to his desk, positioned in back of the boys on the poles, and sat down.  On his desk was a framed picture of his partner, Jeremy Williamson.  Although their relationship was currently strained, Thomas smiled when he saw the portrait.  He took out his cell phone, aimed it at the boys, and started videoing their dance.  

Thomas then took his desk phone and phoned home.  Jeremy answered.  Thomas whispered in the phone, "Jeremy.  How ya doin?"

Jeremy sounded slightly annoyed, "Hi, I'm okay.  How are you?"

"Jeremy, you know how you always said you wish you could come to work with me and watch me put some worthless slaves in their place, well you're going to see it after all.  I'm taking some cell videos right now.  It will show you what I do to troublemakers.  I'll send it to you."

Jeremy sounded interested and Thomas continued, "I've got two really hot drug-dealing losers strung up and fitted with punishment bras, and right now they are dancing and howling like fairies on a hotplate!  You're gonna love it!  They've just been completely denuded and polished, and seeing them hopping in pain is a real turn-on!"

Jeremy was clearly interested, "Wow, that's great!  I can hardly wait to see the video. Listen Tom, I gotta run. Listen kiddo, I gotta run. See ya later. Man, I wanna see that video, Love ya!"

Thomas responded, "Yeah, I better release `em.  I'm starting to sweat.  Love you too man!"

 

Only once Thomas had hung up his phone did he realize that Jeremy had hung up moments earlier.

From his desk, Thomas aimed the remote at the boys and turned off the current.  The two lab animals, Terrence and Rex, sighed with relief and stopped their dancing as sweat dribbled down their bodies.

The sight of adult males being physically disciplined is a sight that is rare to free people, but common to those in the slave profession.  Thomas was one of those males who entered the slave profession not because he was not college material, but because he liked being around slaves and controlling them.  He treated slaves fairly, but when he did have to punish them, he was not exactly unhappy about it.

 

Sadly it is not uncommon for males who are in their sexual prime to love controlling, making fun of, or otherwise lording it over, guys who find themselves in unfortunate circumstances.

Thomas went to the sink and splashed some water on his face in an attempt to get his boner to deflate.  He combed his hair, and sniffed his pits to make sure his arousal didn't go far enough to create any body odor. 

 

He was about to leave, but saw a bottle of cologne on his sink.  He sprayed a little on his wrist, and rubbed his wrists together. 

 

Thomas did that, as he later recalled, solely for the edification of the two new slaves.  He wanted them to smell his sensuality: that he was free and could do sensual things, and that they now could not be freely sensual and sexual for a following large future period of their lives.  Thomas relished the fact that he was a sensual animal, and that Rex and Terrence, now under his control, were naked, bald, lab animals with no possibility of sexual release in the near future.

Thomas went up to the two naked lab mammals, removed their punishment bras, and wiped their bodies clean of sweat.

 

He then took a cloth specially designed for post-punishment bra sessions.  He rubbed the area all about their torsos that were affected with a special massaging cloth.  It felt very soothing to the boys. 

 

As Thomas buffed the boys, both bald slaves felt a bit more subservient, and began to see Thomas, as new slaves often view their chief overseer, as someone who was their helper.  Ironic, but it is a common phenomenon in the literature of servitor control. 

 

Thomas's cologne had the intended effect of reminding both Rex and Terrence of their free days.  Feelings of physical relief and longing for freedom mingled in the eyes of the two new slave boys, and tears came to their eyes as their overseer gently ran the massaging cloth over their bodies, as Thomas gently cupped them by their balls.

 

End of Part 5

Guinea Pig Boys

 

(To Be Continued)

 

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