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The Taken     Chapter  Fourteen


The  two slaves remained very somber as they proceeded to eat their morning 
meal and  lap up the water. They ate, while keeping the fresh images of their 
parents in  their thoughts. 

For the  better part of a week each of them held on to the hope that they 
would be  rescued from these people. For the days which had past, they did as 
they were  told; regardless of how degrading, painful, humiliating it  was.

With their eyes  swelling with tears of despair, they finished the meal, 
crunchy as it was.  Before Tito had them head up and outside, he made sure that 
Jeremy brushed both  his and Justins' teeth, and brushed out Justins'  tail.

Tito gave each  slave the 'once over', making sure that they were properly 
prepared for the  morning. Tito debated whether or not to re-install the 
spreader bars on them,  which he finally relented unto himself and placed the two 
bars on each of the  slaves.

"Alright then",  Tito began, "I have no real idea of what your morning will 
be, except that your  master wants your skin to be darker and without lines. 
Just remember your  positions, your manners and all which you have learned so 
far. You Jeremy, seem  to be lagging in your eagerness, so perhaps you should 
strive this morning to be  more attentive to the needs of  others."

That said Tito  led the slaves to the elevator. Now, with the spreader bars 
in place; the  slave's moved a lot slower than ever before.  Tito was again 
waiting for  his 'charges' upstairs, noticing a number of workers in the 'great 
room'  cleaning from the ceiling to the  floor.

After the slaves  had arrived on the main floor, Tito led them outside to 
fresh air and sunshine.  The sun light, glaring so much that the slaves had to 
squint their eyes for a  minute or so until they got accustomed to the  
brightness.

The air  smelled so fresh and clean. After days without sunlight and fresh 
air, the  slaves felt a sense of being alive and with  purpose.

Tito was kind  enough, this time, to allow the slaves to move on the grassy 
areas instead of  the hard, and course,  walkway.

The slaves,  moving slowly, soon got to within view of the swimming pool 
area; where as  before, some of the workers were either laying on the pool lounges 
or splashing  about in the crystal clear water. The two slaves felt as if 
this was a form of  mental torture, as they couldn't use the  pool.

By all  appearances, the slaves thought they were being led back to the 
workers  dormitory; but after a brief pause at the pool, for the inevitable nasty  
comments and a couple of groping hands, the slaves were led back towards the  
house.

Tito had the two  brother's move in a different direction, short of reaching 
the residence. The  slaves began to feel the stress being placed on their 
knees, the heat of the  morning sun and the need for a cool libation to quench the 
thirst. Tito brought  them to a halt under a beautiful shade tree with soft 
velvety grass beneath it.  

Tito could tell that  the spreader bars were making the two boys work extra 
hard with their forward  movements, therefore he allowed them a short break. 
The exercise was good for  the two slaves, which Tito was going to continue.  

Knowing the slaves were  secure and safe, Tito left momentarily; only to 
return with a bucket of  water.  The slaves wasted no time sticking their faces 
into the water and  sucking up all the water they could  reach.

Soon after  drinking copious amounts of water the two slaves seemed refreshed 
enough to  notice the sounds of voices  approaching.

On the  pathway, leading from the stables and the workshop, came two workers; 
wearing no  more than skimpy shorts.  

As they approached Tito  and the two slaves, greetings with Tito were 
exchanged. Tito seemed pleased to  see these two workers. Justin and Jeremy could 
only glance at one an other,  wondering if they had seen these two  before.

"Sure looks like  you two have been working your butts off", exclaimed  Tito.

"Yes", came the  reply in unison. "We have been working since before sunrise 
up at the stables.  We got our daily assignments changed because the guys in 
the workshop were  getting suspicious of us," replied the taller of the  two.

Without much more  thought, the two brothers now remembered where they had 
seen these other  workers. They were the two who 'came out' to Tito on that 
fateful night  downstairs. The two workers were nothing shy of being one hundred 
percent muscle  and bone. In a sense they could have been taken as some sort of 
Spanish Gods had  it not been for their tattered shorts and dirty bodies. Not 
to mention the odor  of horse on them.

The  two workers continued with small talk, all the while staring at the two 
slaves.  It didn't take long before the entire conversation was focused on the 
 brothers.

Tito felt  comfortable enough with the two workers, to tell them everything 
that had been  going on since the last time he had seen and talked with  them.

With the two  workers now standing over the slaves, Tito invited them to get 
a closer look and  to feel free to inspect the slaves; saying 'such 
inspections are good for the  slaves'.

The shorter and  younger of the workers took the invitation to inspect the 
slaves as a personal  invitation to get quite personal with the two  bodies.

"Damn, will ya  look at the size of this plug up this slave's ass! This must 
be the one that got  fisted yesterday by the size of this thing in his hole. 
Holy almighty! I've  never seen one so big."

With a bit of laughter in his voice, Tito told the worker that there were 
larger  ones back in the slaves' room waiting for the proper time to shove into 
his love  hole.

"And the tail on  this one is awesome! What the fuck is all this about?  We 
heard rumors that  they had sort of nicknames. Is it true? I guess this one 
with the tail is the  'mare'. Oh my God!  Will ya look at this slaves cock. It is 
covered with a  steel spiked cock cage, DAMN! You mean to tell me that they 
both have piss pipes  stuck up their dicks? When do they piss? Who lets them 
piss? What have you done  to their nuts? Damn they look like they must hurt like 
hell. You going to have  both of them nutted or  what?"

The questions  finally ceased and Tito was quite relieved that the worker had 
finished asking  the barrage of  questions.

Instead of  verbally answering the questions, Tito took hold of Justins' ear 
and led him  around so that he was 'head to head' with Jeremy. Both slaves 
were still on  their hands and knees when he (Tito) told Jeremy to  rise.

Jeremy was  somewhat relieved that he was being told to kneel erect. As soon 
as he (Jeremy)  was kneeling properly, Justin moved closer and lowered his 
head to accept the  naked cock before him.  Tito quickly removed the clamp from 
Jeremys'  catheter and Justin went directly onto his slave brothers' dick. A 
smile of  relief came of Jeremys' face and Tito knew that the piss break was 
warranted  indeed. In fact, Tito got the impression that Jeremy was starting to 
enjoy  having a mouth around his cock, sucking and swallowing his  piss.

The two gay  workers looked on in amazement, noting that Jeremy had his eyes 
closed and had a  look of contentment on his face. "What happens when the 
other one has to piss?  Surely nobody could put that spiked cage in his  mouth?"

Tito simply had  Justin back away from his slave brother and lay on his back, 
the cool grass  sending pleasant memories through Justins' thought process. 
The weight of the  cock cage, combined with the thick ring lanced through 
Justins' dick, caused the  slaves cock to land with a slight thump onto his 
abdomen. Tito simply knelt  down, unclamped Justins' catheter and the piss began to 
fly up his stomach, past  his chest and began splattering onto Justins' neck 
and face.  

Neither of the two  workers said a word. Neither of the two workers even 
moved. They were in awe at  being a witness to what one person can do to  another.

The sounds of  loud voices and laughter caught everyone's  attention.

Coming from  the direction of the dormitory, Ray and the trainer were riding 
in one of the  many motorized carts. Behind the cart, led by a medium weight 
chain was the  'dormtoy'. The poor young man could barely keep up with the 
carts speed. Blood  was drying on his face and he appeared as if he couldn't walk 
properly what so  ever. 

The cart stopped  and Ray came over to Tito, observing the  situation.

"Well Tito,  it looks like the masters' slaves are doing well this morning. I 
see that two  workers are getting introduced to them as well. That should 
help remind the  slaves that they are owned and have no right to humility. Since 
you are working  with the slaves until the doctor and the ringmaster arrive, 
the trainer and I  are working with the 'dormtoy'. You should have seen him 
being worked over by  the guys in the dorm. They were using him like a punching 
bag, and I suppose  that is why his face has a few cuts and bruises. His ass is 
even dripping slime  and male slop from all the fucking they gave  him."

"Now, Tito I won't  keep you from your assigned work; so you may continue on. 
Besides, we need to  get this other piece of flesh up to the stables. The 
trainer wants him to  witness, first hand, how our horses mate. Who knows, 
perhaps in time these two  slaves will be able to witness such as  well."

That said, Ray  hoped back onto the cart and once again the 'dormtoy' 
struggled to keep pace  with it. Before the cart had gotten a hundred feet, the 
'dormtoy' stumbled and  feel face first on the pathway. Not stopping, the cart 
continued on; dragging  the man behind, until he was able to regain his senses and 
scramble to his  feet.

Once the cart was  out of sight, Tito and the two workers returned their 
attention back to the  slaves.

"So tell me",  Tito began, "how is it that you two have kept your little 
secret for so  long?"

Both workers just  shrugged their shoulders and remained silent for a  moment.

"I guess because  we are extremely careful when we want to be together", said 
the older of the  two.

"I would be very  careful around here the next couple of days. As you have 
heard, the doctor is  coming today as well as the ringmaster. And, I know that 
both of you know how  much the doctor would love to get his hands on two gays. 
Besides the amount of  pain the ringmaster will cause you if master allows him 
'free  reign'."

Tito stopped  his banter of personal opinion and ordered Justin to position 
himself as Jeremy  was. Cautiously Justin rolled over and pushed his body up so 
that he was now on  his knees.

Tito then  asked the two workers, to slide their shorts down and remain 
still. The shorts  went down to just above the knees and to their amazement the two 
slaves moved  directly in front of them and engulfed each of their  dicks.

"How the fuck did  they know to do that?" That is awesome! It feels great, 
that's for sure. A naked  cock doesn't stand a chance with these two slaves 
around", said the young  one.

"You see, they are  being trained to never let a bare cock go un-serviced. 
They know that a cock  needs a warm mouth." Tito said. "But I'm not going to 
allow you to unload in  them today. They have much to do before the doctor 
arrives, as I'm sure that  both of you do as well".

After a brief and un-fulfilled knob job, Tito had the workers remove their 
dicks  from the moist mouthholes and slide their shorts back into place.  

Tito sent the two  workers on their way and had the slaves assume their 
proper posture for moving  about.

"We have more  ground to cover and more sunlight to get onto your skin. I'm 
proud of both of  you for the way you behaved in front of Ray and the two 
workers. You are  learning well, my little  doves."

That said, Tito  commanded the slaves to move and they continued their 
'stroll' through the  grassy areas of the estate; exercising their every muscle 
group, while the sun  began working its magic on the  skin.

Screaming could be  heard, ever so faintly coming from the direction of the 
stables, but that didn't  startle the slaves as they continued on in total  
silence.

Several more  workers could be seen walking the pathway back towards the 
dormitory, indicating  that perhaps the time for their noon meal had arrived. They 
were not close  enough to actually get a good look at the slaves nor to speak 
with Tito without  shouting, so they simply continued on their  way.

As Tito and his two  charges neared a slight downward slope, leading to a 
pristine babbling brook,  Tito commanded the slaves to  stop.

"Now I want you  both to listen very carefully to what I'm about to say. We 
are going down to the  water and I'm going to release you from your bindings; 
so that you may enjoy the  freshness of the cool water. I don't want either of 
you to get stupid on me and  try to take off or anything even remotely like 
it. I need to speak to you both  now that we are out of eyesight, camera range 
and don't have to worry about  anyone hearing us."

Both, Justin and Jeremy indicated to Tito that they had understood. The three 
of  them proceeded to the edge of the  stream.

Tito removed the  spreader bars and both boys flexed and stretched their 
respective legs; getting  the soreness of the muscles to diminish some. The nipple 
weights and the weights  dangling from their ears were  removed.

Tito unclamped  each slave so that they could empty their bladders, which 
once again was a  welcome relief; along with not having to swallow  it.

"Now go slowly into  the water and soak for awhile, as I speak you shall 
listen. Do not fail to heed  what I am about to say, nor should you dismiss what 
I'm going to tell you as not  being important. What I tell you is for your 
benefit, your best interest and  most importantly for your own  safety."

The brothers  crawled into the water and sat on the sandy bottom. This was 
indeed a relief.  This had been the first time that either of them could not 
expect some form of  abuse or humiliation. They sat side by side, flesh to flesh, 
looking back at  Tito; who was now, himself, sitting at the waters edge with 
his feet getting a  gentle massage from the cool water passing over them.  

The water acted like a  whirlpool as it massaged both of the slaves holes, 
which by now were quite sore  due to all the 'walking' which they had done so 
far. Justins' tail floated to  the top of the water and looked so wonderful 
swaying back and forth as the water  cleaned away any and all the dust and grime 
was had accumulated. Even the  discomforts from the piercings and the ball 
placements seemed to fade. Each of  the slaves thought process slowly turned into 
a very relaxed state; allowing  them to forget, momentarily, the past days and 
what might lay  ahead.

"You both look so  comfortable sitting there. You remind me a lot of my own 
son when he was here  and younger than the both of you. But, that is not the 
purpose of our being  here, at this moment in time, this turning point in your 
lives."  

to be continued..
 
chapter 14 of 25
 
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