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The Taken    Chapter  Twenty - Two


With Tito in charge,  the two brothers and the 'dormtoy' just knew that they 
would be alright. There  was never any doubt that Tito was kind and  caring.

The  three recently altered males arrived safely downstairs, and into the 
boys  training room. Safe at last, away from the doctor and all of those searing 
eyes.  The brothers were lifted onto their bed and the 'dormtoy' was lifted 
onto a  cot.  The workers left, but not before taunting the 'dormtoy' and the 
other  two. There were remarks made to the trio that set off one last bit of 
terror  into their systems for the  day.

Tito  quickly gave each of them a pill which would help to ease the anxiety 
and  discomforts. He began tending to each of them with fatherly pride and 
diligence.  Soon all three of them were fast asleep, being covered by a 
lightweight  blanket.

Over the next few days, Tito ministered to all the slave boys needs. It still 
 wasn't easy on any of the three. Jeremy had to deal with the heavy weight 
now  inside his scrotum as he moved about, going to the shower or toilet area;  
including the new 'tail' he  sported.

Justin managed to finally move around some as well. The new sac position 
proved  a small problem for him, but nothing which caused to much discomfort. His 
new  nose ring was always getting in the way, but he learned how to drink and 
eat  without it getting to bothersome. Jeremy would lift the ring out of the 
way,  when he used Justins' mouth as his urinal, which made Jeremy happy. 
Justins' new  nipples hurt less and less each day. Justin was learning the proper 
position  which he needed to be in each and every time he needed to  piss.

The  'dormtoy' was doing better than the two brothers. His stitches were 
beginning to  itch, and that appeared to be his biggest aggravation. He was having 
to use one  hand to hold his nose ring out of the way, to eat: but at least 
he was able to  use a spoon or fork, unlike the two brothers who still had to 
eat from bowls on  the floor. The 'dormtoy' was pleased that he too got to 
utilize Justins' mouth  for a  urinal.

During all this time Tito would always attempt to say comforting words to all 
 three of them, however at times his words were more directed towards the two 
 brothers. After all, they had been with him from the beginning of their new  
life's  journey.

Around noon on day four, of recovery, several workers along with Ray and Tito 
 appeared at the door to the boy's room. Ray had a few private words with 
Tito,  then he had words with the  workers.

The  workers entered the room, and as quick as they had entered, they had 
fixed a  rope to the 'dormtoys' nose ring and began leading him away like some 
farm  animal. The 'dormtoy' remained shocked, as he did his best to walk as 
normal as  he possibly  could.

"Four  days rest should be plenty for that poor soul", chimed Aldo. "At least 
his 'love  chute' isn't to raw now, and the workers have been told to take it 
easy on him  for at least a  week."

"If  you think that twenty horny men can wait a week to fuck him, your crazy 
Aldo",  Ray barked. "They will be doing something to him every day from now 
until the  day he dies. Let's not be forgetting the tortuous minds that some of 
the rogues  have  either."

"Now then, Tito", Ray began, "Tomorrow we will be here bright and early to 
take  the 'mare and the stallion' to their new home. The workers have been very 
busy,  almost non-stop building them their very own  home."

Ray  and Aldo turned and went back upstairs, without as much as saying 
another  word.

"What  new home?" questioned Justin. "Will you be with us too sir?" asked  
Jeremy.

Tito  answered both questions together, "I'm unaware of any new home. They 
never tell  me anything anymore. And, by the way Mr. Ray was talking, the new 
home does not  include me."

The two brothers looked at each other in total surprise. Surely something is  
happening to cause the separation from  Tito.

Just  before the evening meal, the master arrived to inspect his 'prize 
ponies'. He  fondled each of them for the longest time. He stroked their bare skin 
as if it  was fine mink coat. He at times was so close to them that they could 
smell his  cologne.  The master missed none of the body piercings on either 
of them.  The new ball bag on Jeremy seemed to please the master a great deal. 
Thankfully,  he didn't cause pain or discomfort to Justins' nipples or nipple  
rings.

It  seemed quite strange when the master got behind each of them and brushed 
their  new tails. When finished, the tails looked nice and shimmering and 
smooth as  silk. The oddest of all things was that the master spoke not one word 
the entire  time he was there, with them; not even a word to Tito. When done, 
the master  simply turned and  left.

A  surprise for everyone when the evening meal was delivered. All four of the 
newly  indentured servants brought the meal downstairs. Each one of them was 
holding a  bowl, whether it be food or the water. They looked different  
somehow.

All  four servants had identical wide and heavy cinch rings around their 
cocks and  balls; showing a pronounced equipment package. Likewise they all had 
shiny,  stainless steel wide collars locked around there necks. Above the right 
pectoral  muscle, each had a number 1 thru 4; as a means of identification. 
And, all of  them had welts and whip marks on their backs and  legs.

The  servants placed the bowls on the floor, where Tito had indicated; then 
strangely  they all four simultaneously bowed towards Tito and backed out of 
the room  single file. Apparently, one or some of the family members have been 
giving  classes in servant  manners.

The  evening meal looked, smelled and even tasted different to the boys. They 
weren't  sure what it was, but at least it didn't taste to awfully bad. They 
finished the  meal and drank some water without saying a word. Tito removed 
the empty bowls,  setting them outside of the  room.

Tito  sat on the floor in front of the boys, and began telling them many 
things about  himself, his family and all that he and they had been through. The 
boys remained  on all fours, listening intently, silently.  

Tito saw to  the normal bedtime routine which had been established by him, 
but tonight he  didn't lock the boys into their room. Instead, he had decided to 
stay there,  with them. He simply sat down in a corner. Leaned against the 
wall and fell fast  asleep.

The  morning came fast. Tito hustled to get the morning duties done with the 
two  boys, just as breakfast was delivered. As before, the servants were 
polite and  silent. The meal was identical to last night's  supper.

Soon  afterward Ray, Aldo and two of the servants appeared. The servants 
clipped a  long leash to each of the boys, as Ray spoke a few words with Tito  
privately.

Tito then approached his two charges and spoke softly yet with assertiveness. 
 "Both of you have been trained to do what is expected of you. If you fail in 
any  of your tasks, you may be assured that the punishment will fit the 
crime. Your  master has made you both to look beautiful in the eyes of the 
beholder. You both  know your new status here at the mansion, so I'm expecting both of 
you to behave  yourselves and act accordingly. I will be seeing you each and 
every day, but not  as your trainer. I'm simply going to be checking up on you 
and seeing how you  are acclimating yourselves with your new surrounds. So I 
bid you farewell, my  little buttercups, and I'll see you real soon."  That 
said, teary eyed Tito  turned and walked out the door and up the  stairs.

A  simple snap of the fingers and the servants took the first steps towards 
the  boys new journey and life. Leading the boys out of the room that they had 
grown  to feel secure in, into a new life. A quick glance and the room was 
suddenly  placed into darkness and the door closed behind them.  

When the  elevator stopped and the slaves were led out, they once again had 
to traverse  the 'great room'. There was not any indication in the room that 
would remind  them of last night. It was clean and smelled fresh; furniture 
lined the walls  and a long beautiful table and chairs was perfectly placed in the 
center of the  room.

The instant the door leading to the outside was opened, a blast of cool air  
surrounded the naked bodies of Justin and Jeremy; bringing to memory the  
coolness they once felt while at the beach with their  parents.

Down the three of four steps and onto the pebbled stone walk way, the boys 
made  the journey to their new home. The small stones were rough on their hands 
and  knees but they complained not. The familiar sounds of men enjoying 
themselves  around the pool, filtered into their ears; reminding them of the last 
time they  enjoyed, briefly, the freedom to swim in it  also.

Nearly  making it past the pool, without incident, they were halted long 
enough for  those near to gaze upon the two new ponies. No more embarrassment, no 
more  humiliation. The two brothers had had enough of the fight to maintain 
their  stature as 'free  men'.

They  passed the pool and from there led onto the grass. A short walk around 
to the  opposite side of the house they once again were made to stop. Looking 
in one  direction, you had a clear view of the driveway leading to the front 
of the  house. Anyone who cared to look in their direction would surely be able 
to see  them.

Off to  the right, there was a nice grassy area, surrounded by a freshly 
installed  wooden rail fence. The boys were led over in that direction and Aldo 
opened the  gate and the two ponies were led past Ray and himself.
There, directly in  front of the two, was a three sided structure; totally 
open on the side which  faced the  driveway.

The gate closed behind them, as Aldo had the servants unleash the two boys.  
"Well here we are", began Ray. "This is your new home. You have all the 
comforts  any pony would enjoy having, and then some. You can not escape this area. 
There  are electrical charges within the fenced area which will prevent you 
from  getting to close to the fence. Behind your 'home' you will find a freshly 
dug  pit, the bottom covered in straw which you will use as your toilet area. 
We have  installed a hose there so each of you can clean out the other one, 
each morning  and each evening. You will also be responsible for washing 
yourselves or each  other. Servants will bring your meals to you three times a day. 
Other than that  you are free to do what ever you desire, but rest assured that 
you can't just  sit around. You need to be active, for your own health. You 
need to be sexual  for our pleasures and amusement. If guest come to see you, 
you will obey them  always. Tito will visit you daily to check on you and 
report anything he feels  important. So, get used to it, this is your home, your 
only  home."

Ray,  Aldo and the two servants left and locked the gate as they exited. Ray 
retrieved  a small transmitter from his pocket and pushed a button, activating 
the  electrical  wiring.

"I  can't wait to see the faces of our guests when they arrive and see our 
newest  additions. What a way to show our contempt for the Americans. There is 
no way  that anyone else would ever think to display these swine in such a way. 
Perhaps  this will also let our guests know that we don't play around, but 
that business  is first and foremost." Ray said with a venomous tone in his  
voice.

It  wasn't long, minutes actually, before Aldo returned with a video camera 
and  began filming the two slaves aa they were walking around, looking at 
whatever  there was to see. Aldo called out to them to come closer to the fence, so 
he  could get a good photo of their faces. Then he had each of them rear up 
on their  knees, so he could get a lot of film of all their modifications. Aldo 
filmed for  about ten minutes and then left, again pushing the transmitter  
button.

"Jeremy, I have to pee. What are we supposed to do?" Justin whimpered.  
"Follow me and I'll  release the clamp on your catheter, out back so they 
can't see you", replied  Jeremy.

Behind the building, Jeremy reached under his brother and released the clamp, 
 causing Justins' piss to flow, rapidly into the  pit.

"This  sure looks funny Justin, with you having a new place to piss from. 
But, I think  it looks good on you, since you're now the mare of the family." 
Jeremy beamed  with delight. "Now, I've got to piss, so here you go. Get over 
here and do what  you are trained to  do."

Justin  looked devastated. "There is nobody around, so why don't you just 
piss into the  straw 'bro' ?
"Why  should I! You have been trained to swallow, so take my horse cock down 
your  throat and suckle my piss into your gut, you whiney little girl!" Jeremy 
 gloated.

Without another word Justin complied with his brother and completed his  task.

"Listen to me Justin" Jeremy quietly spoke, "If they catch us, either of us  
doing something wrong or not doing what we were trained to do, they could 
punish  us like they have done before. We don't need any more pain just because we 
 didn't like doing something. So get it in your head to always do what you're 
 supposed to do and we both will be ok. I love you  Justin."

"Thanks Jeremy, I thought that I had pissed you off and now you were mad with 
 me. I couldn't stand seeing you punished any more, so I'll do my part and be 
a  good brother to you. I love you too, Jeremy." Justin said while choking 
back his  emotions.

Going back around, they entered the stable area, where they both slowly lay 
down  in the straw; Justin snuggled into the strong arms of his  brother.

"Jeremy, do you think mom and dad will come for us? Do you think that they 
still  love us? Do you think that they will like us they way we are now?" Justin 
 inquired, as he inhaled the manly scents of his  brother.

"First off Justin, mom and dad will find us, sooner than later I hope. They 
will  always love us and I bet that when they see us they will be so happy that 
they  won't notice to much at first. And if they can, they will have you back 
to  normal in no time. But, right now, we have to be good and obey. So get 
some rest  while you can, my little love bug." Justin replied with a solemn tone 
in his  voice.

With  that, Justin placed his arm over Jeremy and took a soft, loving grasps 
of  Jeremys' fuck stick. Softly kissing Jeremy on the lips, Justin began to 
fall  into a much needed sleep, as Jeremy lay there thinking of their next move; 
all  the while his cock was firming up beneath the hands of his own brother.
 
to be continued

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