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Subject: Team Effort Chapter 8 (m/t)(m/m)(bd)(sm)(tort)(nc)
Date: Sun, 10 Jul 2005 21:00:10 +0000
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This story is C Copyright 2005, by TM. All World Wide Rights  Reserved.
This story may not be sold or made part of any collection without  prior 
written
permission.
 
Just a reminder... some upcoming chapters may/will contain 'graphic'  
situations. Fair warning has been given.


All five team members  had received harsh body scrubbing, together in the 
first area. The water however  was at least warm and not the cold like from the 
hose. Another complete body  shaving followed the scrubbing. A light coating of 
oil was rubbed into their  skin.

The second area the team was taken into was deemed the lab  section. There 
the boys had blood samples taken, a DNA swab was obtained, each  slave got 
catheterized in order to obtain a 'clean' sample of urine, and each  boy had his 
rectum swabbed for a stool sample. All the catheters were removed  except for 
Dans'. He had a small vinyl bag attached to his upper thigh and the  catheter 
was connected to the bag, collecting all of his piss.

In  area three, the team had the heavy stocks removed, along with their steel 
 collars and restraints. As the steel was removed, it was dumped into a 
cleaning  and sterilizing solution, dried off and placed into a large suitcase. All 
the  new slaves were commanded to kneel on all fours, which they quickly (out 
of  fear) did. In place of the steel, they got thick, cumbersome vinyl 
coated,  colored, fiberglass. What ever their original plastic band color was, was 
the  color of their new collars and restraints. However, not all were the same 
in  size. The majority of the neck collars were approximately two inches tall, 
Dans'  was a hefty three inches in height. The wrist and ankle restraints 
were all the  same size for the team; wrist restraints four inches and ankle 
restraints six  inches.

Dan was the only new slave to also get bicep bands and  thigh bands put in 
place. All of them were four inches in  height.

All of the new bands were hinged and securely locked  closed. Each band had 
identical amounts of rings on them, located in exactly the  same locations.

This style and type of band/restraint was really a  good idea. No need to 
worry about rust or metal fatigue. 

Logan,  Lucas and Billy were told to kneel upright, which they did. The tape 
which had  been holding their retracted foreskins was removed. They then 
received colored  cinch bands. As the balls and cock were being pushed through the 
band all three  boys became erect. The bands were snuggled firmly against 
their pubic skin, the  balls pulled tighter downward and their stiffening cocks 
yanked ever harder;  assuring a good fit. These three bands were one inch in 
width and made the three  slaves look good enough to eat.

John was next to being told to  kneel erect. He received the same band, color 
coordinated with the rest of his  decoration but his band was just a little 
wider than the first  three.

Dan followed his command and rose up, still on his knees.  His band was the 
widest of them all, just over one and a half inches wide. With  the catheter 
tube sticking out the end of his cock, his whole being looked  magnificent.  The 
bands were not painful, but it would take some time for  all the new slaves 
to get acclimated with them.

The final band (for  now) was placed on each of the scrotums. While one 
worker firmly pulled the  balls to the bottom of each bag, another worker put the 
band in place. Each band  was different in width, depending on the amount of 
area there was to work with,  how much the Center wanted to stretch the balls 
and most importantly was how  much weight the Center wanted the new slaves to 
have. You see, these bands prior  to vinyl coating were dipped in a metallic 
liquid adding specific amounts of  weight to each band. John and Dan had the 
widest and heaviest bands installed.  All five slaves were increasing their value 
and beauty with every additional  band they were dressed with. To feast your 
eyes on five sets of smooth balls  lined up like little toys, to play with, to 
worship, was simply  beautiful.

The slaves were then commanded to stand, except for Dan;  who was told to 
resume his hands and knees position. Then all five of them were  led to the 
fourth area, with Dan crawling last, behind the rest of the  team.

Section four, contained at least eight exam tables. The  slaves were 
commanded to lie on the tables, face up. As Dan was about to stand  up to mount the 
table, his head was quickly pushed back down towards the floor.  Dan didn't 
understand. Then it all began to get clearer to him. In front of his  exam table 
was a two-step bench. He crawled over to the bench, crawled up the  two steps 
and onto the table. Then and only then did he flip over onto his back,  eyes 
fixed to the ceiling.

If it hadn't been for the extensive  physical and mental training the new 
slaves learned from years of sports and  college soccer, they'd all be babbling 
idiots by now.

This had been  the first time in days that they actually were able to lay 
flat, and on a fairly  comfortable padded exam table. Each one of them began 
closing their eyes, hoping  to block out the next phase of induction and to rest 
if that were possible, or  allowed.

None of them seemed to care that they were being  restrained on the table, 
all five of them with legs spread wide, exposing their  beautifully adorned cock 
and balls. Their inevitable fuck holes staring back at  the workers.

All the exam tables began to move. All the boys opened  their eyes to see 
what the deal was. The workers had arranged the tables so that  all five slaves 
were in a circle, all their feet facing the center. Next each of  their heads 
was raised with the aid of a motor whirring away beneath them. Now  they could 
actually look into the faces of all their friends, their team mates,  their 
fellow slaves.

The pink banded servants, assigned to each new  slave, were taking their 
places next to the heads of their charges. One by one  they fell into place. It 
really did give a stranger the look of expertise and  precision. 

Knowing that this phase may affect the new slaves, the  servants reached out 
and took hold of a hand on the slaves. Another strange  sensation for the 
slaves, having a man holding their hand in his. Everything  from day one was new, 
strange and humiliating to the slaves, but they were  holding firm and trying 
to maintain some form of self worth; at least for  now.

The area seemed to become flooded with people. Most all where  clad in green 
colored surgical clothes.

Five IV poles were brought  into view, and a bag of some form of solution was 
hung from each one. At the  same time, all five slaves got stuck with a large 
bore needle just in back of  their left wrist. Five simultaneous yelps 
emitted from the slaves. Ten faces  with big smiles accompanied the yelps.

Didn't any of the workers or  servants talk amongst themselves? Had this been 
done so many times that it was  no more than a mundane existence for them.

The IV solution began  slowly flowing into the vein of each slave. A new face 
appeared, garbed in  white.

He carried with him a small stainless steel shallow bowl,  which contained 
five individual syringes. After checking each chart of the  slaves, he selected 
a syringe from the bowl, injecting the contents into the IV  line. In a matter 
of minutes the five slaves were on different levels of 'space  cadet 101'.

Again the doctor checked each slave's folder. Logan,  Lucas and Billy were 
the first to feel the hands of the man dressed in white.  Systematically the 
boys lost their foreskins. No pain, no fear, just a simple  procedure and that 
part was complete. John was the next to be visited by the man  in white.

The man began by extracting Johns' tongue. Clamping the  slaves tongue first 
then piercing it with a large needle, sliding a large ring  (not a bar) 
through the bleeding hole. The ring was squeezed tightly and it  closed up to form 
the circle. The ring just barely fit into John's mouth, but  apparently that is 
what was in John's folder. John also received two ear  piercings with 
matching rings. When the man clamped on to Johns' nipple he  handed the clamp off to 
one of the workers, who maintained a constant pressure  on the nipple; in 
effect stretching it almost half an inch away from the skin.  With yet another 
large gauge needle he poked it through the skin and quickly  followed the needle 
with a gigantic ring. The nipple rings were closed by using  a one inch 
stainless steel ball to completely enclose the circle. Once the clamp  was released, 
the shear weight of the ball pulled the nipple even farther from  the body. 
The other nipple was also done to match the first.

Since  all five were 'doped' up, the best they could do was just to smile and 
wink at  one another. Most seemed excited about Johns' new decorations.

For  some reason Dan was always last for anything and  everything.
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As Mike and his parents were finishing their  breakfast, all eyes were on 
Shaun. He looked so cute eating on the floor. From  behind you could see his two 
balls, still kept separated by the black laces. His  virgin love tunnel with 
its slightly darker skin made its' own  statement.

Mikes dad got up from the table and retrieve a short  piece of clothesline 
rope from the hall closet. He laid it on the tables edge  and told Mike that he 
should fasten it around the slaves testicles and use the  rope, for now, as a 
leash.

The three seated family members began  conversing on the days upcoming 
activities and those that included their slave  son. Shauns' parents had been up 
early looking at the web pages, seeking  information and looking at slave 
equipment. They had complied a good sized list  of items, which his father was to 
purchase today from the south end of  town.

Shauns' mother had her normal Saturday things she wanted to  get done before 
anything happened which might put her behind schedule. It had  been decided 
that Mike could tend to his personal needs and those of his brother  until their 
father returned from the store and mom had finished doing her thing.  Shaun 
seemed pleased, to pleased in fact. 

As he got up from the  table, once again his penis was sticking straight out 
in front of him. His  mother noticed it but never said anything about it; she 
just glanced over to her  husband and smiled.

"Maybe, just maybe," mom began, " we have the  makings of our own 'blue 
collar' right here in our own home."

She  smiled again at her husband, who returned her smile with a wink and a  
nod.

Dad noticed the time, and hurried out the door, heading for  the 'sex shop'. 
Mom cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher, while Shaun was  having his 
balls tethered to the rope leash. Both boys went upstairs, first  order of 
business being to brush their teeth.

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