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Team Effort   Chapter 37

Back at the Freeman's house, the four slaves were just  about finished with 
their bookwork for the day. It felt strange, yet good, that  while the slaves 
were doing the school work there was another slave holding each  of their cocks 
in their mouths. They weren't sucking, just keeping the cock  inside a moist 
mouth. Every hour or so, the teacher would require on of the  students to 
relax his bladder muscle, and piss into the other slaves' mouth. Not  totally into 
urinal training as well as the others, but each of them understood  that 
their turn at swallowing would arrive soon enough. 

Ben and  Carlos enjoyed the time together. Little attention did they pay to 
any of the  slaves, except for an occasional request for a cool drink from the 
kitchen.  Their talk was mainly on the upcoming weekend and the farm.

By all  estimates Ben was calculating, being on the farm by the following 
weekend.  They'd have to 'rough it' for a short time, but the idea of restoring 
the place  was becoming a major goal for Ben. The sooner they'd start, the 
better he would  feel.

Ben wasn't concerned how fast his condo sold, as he knew that  the market was 
prime for selling and getting what he was asking for, price  wise.

Carlos was concerned a little bit about having so many slaves  there for just 
the two of them to handle and train. After talking it through,  they knew 
that they had to ask Josh to join them. Ben felt pretty sure that Josh  would 
leave his job sooner if he was asked, and Master Black would jump at the  chance 
to work there alongside the other masters. 

Ben gave Carlos  a small insight into some of the financial arrangements that 
had been made, with  all of the parents. They would have a steady monthly 
income of nearly nine  thousand dollars, which would more than cover the cost of 
feeding the slaves and  themselves. A lot of the money would go towards fixing 
up the main house, along  with using some of Bens' inheritance.

It was advantageous for all  concerned that all of the masters had well 
paying jobs and had been able to  store up a sizable savings and investments. 

The money used to  purchase the slave contracts was obtained at the local 
bank, where Will was vice  president; which enabled them to get a good rate on 
the money they borrowed. The  money Ben would get from the sale of this condo 
would go immediately to the  bank, bringing down the principal of the loan 
amount.  If worse came to  worse, Ben could always sell the retreat, but he was 
certain that that would  never happen.

The money Carlos was to receive from selling his  share of the store, would 
also be used at the farm. Part of it, anyhow, the rest  going into his personal 
savings account.  

The purchasing of  the livestock, if bought at the right time wouldn't be a 
big strain either. With  proper management, their herd would grow rapidly, 
enabling a sizeable profit for  the farm. All because of the slave labor law 
making all this possible.  

The slave labor law also would entitle any farm using slaves, to a  sizeable 
tax break each year, for each slave used. It was saving the state and  federal 
government billions of dollars each year, not having to house convicted  
persons.

This, truly, was the dream Ben had years ago; and now it  was coming true.

The teacher finally announced that this part of  the school day was coming to 
a close.

As the slaves closed their  school books, the other slaves released their 
lips from the cocks. The teacher  allowed for a twenty minute recess while he put 
his things back into the  briefcases.

The slaves crawled over to the cooler for a drink of  water, only to discover 
that the water had warmed considerably during the heat  of the day. Without 
questions, they lowered their faces one by one into the  cooler and quenched 
their thirst.

The teacher went over and spoke  to Ben and Carlos about what training should 
take place next. None of that  conversation was heard by any of the boys.

The slaves were all  kneeling around each other, when over the hedgerow came 
voices that sounded  familiar.  About a dozen former classmates had heard the 
news and wanted to  see for themselves if there was any truth to what they'd  
heard.

Suddenly, for the first time all day, humiliation reared its  head. Shaun and 
Mike froze solid, not wanting to address the group of students.  Ben noted 
their actions. 

Ben stood up and walked over to the  hedgerow and began a conversation with 
them, mostly irritated at the fact that  these high school kids could be so 
mean. It wasn't long before most of the kids  took off running down the street. 
Only a few remained, to watch and to  learn.

The tension subsided with the departure of the hecklers and  Mike and Shaun 
began feeling a little better about everything. 'pussy' did all  he could to 
encourage the two, not to pay any attention to them.  Adam and  Conner didn't 
seem concerned about the other kids at all. It was well known; and  little 
talked about in school, that Adam and Conner were already 'an item', so  seeing 
them was no real surprise. 

The boys settled down, feeling  good now that they'd been ordered to the 
basement. As the four of them crawled  into the house, some of them began 
wondering why was it that only they had to  crawl. The other slaves all got to walk 
ahead of them.  Perhaps it is some  sort of ranking system, them being the 
freshest slaves were on the bottom of the  ladder?

Crawling, through the kitchen, brought into mind that there  hadn't been any 
noon hour meal, for them or the masters. Perhaps something would  be fed to 
them later.

When Shaun and Mike made their way down the  stairs, they were surprised at 
how clean the room was; even smelling nice and  fresh. The hanging ropes were 
now replaced with chains; and extra chains were  laid out in perfect rows along 
side the wall. The area surrounding the laundry  tub really seemed to 
sparkle. The floor drain looked as if it had been scrubed  with a bristled brush. 
There were two pails of sudsy water close by, along with  the standard bag and 
hose for the enemas. Sitting on the small counter top next  to the laundry tub 
were several cans of shaving soap and a large stack of  disposable razors.

The four boys were commanded to the cleaning  area, while all the others 
stood close by, watching. The order was given to  begin their cleanings. Each of 
them to douche out the other  one.

With all the days' activities and the schooling, the four boys  had either 
forgotten about their personal butt plug or they had become used to  it already. 
Doubtful that they were accustomed to it, by the sounds they made  when the 
plugs were pulled out.

As the enemas got underway, the  four slaves were chided with remarks from 
the other slaves. Neither the teacher  nor the two masters said a word. An 
occasional hand or two came forth from the  group of slaves to help demonstrate the 
proper angle of the hose or the proper  depth of the hose, in the hole. Other 
helpful suggestions rushed forth, as to  the amount of liquid a body should 
be holding before releasing it, or how fast  the soapy water should be flowing.

Once the first two slaves  squatted over the drain and released their sludge 
and slime, the two who  administered the enemas were prompted by the others to 
use their tongues after  each expulsion, cleaning up the hole before the next 
bag or bags of water were  used.

The first to lick another's dirty hole were Adam and 'mutt'.  'mutt' had 
already done this once before, his stomach retched, and now he was  having to do 
it all over again.  

Adam was so slow to even  begin licking the butt in front of him that his 
fellow slaves coaxed him along  with a swift kick or two. As Adam began his 
chore, he was encouraged on by the  others. He made it through this first ordeal, 
thinking that he'd have to prove  himself along the way as being worthy to 
become a master.

The  cleanings continued for some time, now involving all the other slaves. 
Every  slaves hole was cleaned out and every hole was licked clean by a tongue. 
A room  full of clean holes would be any masters dream, had it not been for 
time  constraints and this being a good training and bonding  session.

After the slaves were cleaned, they in like fashion shaved  one an other. 
Even the four newest slaves, shaved just this morning, received  another body 
smoothing. And, as before, the four newest ones got helpful hints  from the more 
experienced ones.

The teacher could tell that the  more senior slaves needed to piss, and he 
obliged their need. With 'mutt' and  the other three kneeling, resting their 
butts on their heals, they swallowed  their way through quart after quart of hot 
and wonderful  piss.

After the senior slaves had drained themselves they proceeded  to re-insert 
their own butt plugs, using only spit that they spat themselves.  When it came 
time for the other four to replace their plugs, only 'pup' and  Conner could 
do it. Adam and 'mutt' had to have some 'encouragement' from the  others. There 
was no shame or embarrassment, as each of them was expected to do  some 
squirming and squealing as the black cones slid deep into their  bodies.

None had noticed the disappearance of Ben. He'd gone  upstairs to fix the 
slaves a small lunch, so as not to spoil their  dinner.

The slaves all shared bowls as they had earlier, consuming  the food in 
record time.

Conner was then led over to the dangling  set of chains and his wrist were 
attached, followed by his ankles; leaving him  hanging in mid air, face down and 
his back severely arched.

The  teacher turned on the suction machine, placing the two nipple tubes over 
the  slaves tits. Slowly the suction was increased, causing severe discomfort 
for the  slave. In what seemed only a minute, the slaves cock was straining 
against the  cock cage; signifying the slaves enjoyment he was getting from the 
nipple  work.

Conner's head was nearly the perfect height for most of the  other slaves 
cocks. One by one the worked their cocks into the slaves mouth,  some deeper than 
others. Most of the slaves tried to get Conner to gag, which he  did with 
most every dick. With comments and instructions from his fellow slaves,  Conner 
was starting to overcome his gag reflex. The only two cocks he wasn't  able to 
suck on were the two which also remained caged. Mike was thoughtful  enough to 
ease his cock into Conner's mouth, due to his prince albert  ring.

As Mike was doing his hip thrusts into Conner, the teacher  stepped forward 
and commended the entire group for all of its efforts. He could  tell that Mike 
was nearing an orgasm, so he told 'mutt' that he'd had enough of  a blowjob 
for one day. This frustrated Mike, but he remained calm about  it.

Ben finally came over and checked out all the flesh. He stopped  at 'mutt' 
last, asking if he'd used his antiseptic cream on his piercings, to  which 
'mutt' replied in the negative. Ben was not to happy, learning that such  an 
important part of personal care had been overlooked.

He told  'pussy' to retrieve the ointment and to apply it to 'mutt' and '
pups' body  rings. 'pussy' was delighted that Ben had selected him for the job. He 
went  about wiping each ring and applying the ointment just as if he was a 
kid in a  candy store; always happy to be doing something that pleased a  master.

Ben's cellphone rang, which he answered quickly. One could  not glean much 
information from the one sided call. All one could hear was  'really', 'great', 
'when', 'ok', 'I'll tell them', 'not a problem', 'excellent',  'most 
outstanding', 'it will take a lot of time, I'm sure', and  then a few  other one word 
responses.

As Ben closed the phone, putting it away,  he heard some one call out his 
name; to which he said, "Hey, we're downstairs,  come on down."

The voice belonged to Josh, who was followed down  the stairs by Master 
Black. After hearing a short and concise report from Ben on  the day's activities 
Josh and Master Black paraded around all the slaves,  inspecting them as if 
they were livestock.

"Did you know", began  Master Black, speaking to Ben and Carlos, "The parents 
of these two called me  around noon today. I didn't think that I would hear 
from them after yesterday;  but, I was quite happy that they did."

Master Black was indicating  the call came from the parents of Adam and 
Conner.

"They thought  over, what I'd said to them last night and called me, just to 
tell me that they  had given my idea a lot of thought and agreed with it. It 
seems that for the  next two nights these white lilies will be staying with me 
and 'toilet'. I can  hardly wait to get them into my 'playroom'."

Master Black laughed  an evil laugh finishing off with a sadistic looking 
smile. 'toilet' was  extremely happy, as his emotions got the best of him and he 
ended up giving the  two slaves tight hugs and kisses.

"Ah, I see my 'toilet' is also  happy." Said Master Black. "It has been some 
time since he's had company at  night. I suppose he will be on his best 
behavior and not disappoint me. Who  knows, maybe by Friday them two will not be so 
white assed and will be acting  more like the lily white slaves god meant them 
to be."

Ben was  overjoyed with the news, expressing his happiness to Master  Black.

Adam and Conner were petrified at the news. 'pussy' was  still acting like a 
kid, but at least he remained silent. Conner had taken a  liking to 'pussy', 
as someone he could talk to; but Adam hadn't had much of an  opportunity to 
talk, nor did he want to talk, to 'pussy' or any of the others.  Perhaps Master 
Black could help him out with his inhibitions and shyness. Still,  neither of 
them thought highly of spending two nights with a stranger, let alone  a tall, 
black, handsome sadistic master.


Quick enough,  basement was so quiet. Everybody had left, and the 'mutt' and 
'pup' had been  feed by their father. Mom was still in the kitchen, cooking a 
normal meal for  her and her husband.

Both of the slaves had been given permission  to talk amongst themselves, as 
long as their voices were not heard upstairs,  through the open door.

'mutt' couldn't stop talking about the way  Adam was fussing and kicking as 
he and Conner were led, naked, by Master Black  up the stairs and to his 
vehicle. 'pup' thought that the gleeful expression on  'toilets' face was priceless. 
Thinking, perhaps, that he'd get to help his  master with the two boys; 
instead of being the one constantly on the receiving  end of everything.

The sight of the other slaves, sucking their  masters' cocks was a sight to 
behold.  As the masters arrived to pickup  their slave, it was like long lost 
relatives. The slaves scampered to the feet  of their master and using their 
teeth, unzipped and began sucking the mammoth  fuckpoles. It was a delight not 
having to service another slave's master for  once, at least.

Both Shaun and Mike mainly so glad that this day  was almost over. Knowing 
full well that longer and harder days were ahead. They  compared thoughts on 
what each of them had overheard from Ben and the other  masters; but nothing 
comprehensive could be turned into a firm conclusion.  

Wanting to get ready for sleep before their parents returned,  'mutt' and 
'pup' began what had become the nightly ritual of enemas and washing.  Thinking 
perhaps it would be easier for once, to do it alone and not with an  audience.

They finished their 'duties' just as they heard their  parent's footsteps. 

Pleased that the boys had the initiative to do  their nightly routine without 
being told, Mr. Freeman reached into his pocket  and gave each boy a small 
mint, as a treat.

Informing the boys that  they'd gotten a good report from Ben, it was going 
to be an easy evening for the  boys. Mr. Freeman set up the laptop to run 
through all of Dan's photos one time,  and then it was going to show them the video 
of Troy's arrest; which they hadn't  seen yet.

Mrs. Freeman informed her sons that as soon as the  programs were over, that 
the two of them were to get some sleep; with a casual  closing remark that 
tomorrow was going to be extremely long and hard on  them.

They left the slaves to watch the screen, but this night the  boys heard a 
different sound as the door closed. One of their parents locked the  door, 
preventing any undo strolls by the boys.

Upstairs, getting  ready for bed themselves, both of the parents found much 
to talk about, which  they hadn't done at dinner. It was a nice, quiet, talk 
they had as both lay in  each others arms.

Two thousand miles away, in Texas, things were a  lot different. As nice as 
Dan's instructor appeared, he still had a job to do;  and he still had his own 
sadistic side, which never slept.

The five  slaves were fed, this time they had no bowls from which to eat, 
just lapping  their meal directly off of the floor.

The attendant and the two  young slaves were extremely vicious and demeaning 
when it came time for the five  to get their nightly enemas. Too much water, 
to long a retention time, caused  each of them severe cramping far worse than 
they'd ever  experienced.

Dan, of course still had no mind of his own to eat for  himself, so the 
others were required to lap up Dan's food and fed Dan with it,  mouth to mouth. 
Dan's enemas probably were the cruelest, from all  appearances.

Dan was flat on his back on the tiled floor, while the  two young slaves 
lifted and spread his legs. As the water was flowing into his  hole, the two 
slaves slowly raised his legs until Dan was nearly 'standing on  his head'; at 
which time his ankles were held firm by two short chains anchored  in the ceiling. 

When Dan's body expelled the water and slime, most  of it simply ran down the 
front and back of his inverted body. When Dan's enema  session had been 
completed, the other team members had to clean him up and  sanitize his body 
piercings and his cock head.

The instructor  reached into his front pants pocket, removing a shiny round 
key. He then strode  to a nearby wall and inserted the key into a small 
glistening hole; which upon  turning the key allowed the wall to quietly slide 
sideways, giving way to what  look like no more than a walk in closet.

The only thing any of the  slaves could see was a weird looking chair, with a 
high back. The instructor  bellowed out for the slaves to bring Dan into the 
'chamber', which the hastily  did.

With minimal effort Dan was seated, and the two young slaves  and the 
assistant went about their task of binding Dan to the  chair.

A very small cabinet, set into one corner of the room, was  opened and a 
small butt plug was removed, along with something that looked like  an air hose.

The instructor reached underneath Dans' butt, finding  the available opening 
in the 'seat'; swiftly and with precise aim, shoved the  plug into Dans' sore 
rectum. Then attaching the air hose and turning a valve on  the hose, the plug 
slowly began to expand; filling Dan's body cavity ever so  slowly.

All of the slaves, including the two young ones, the  assistant and the 
instructor left Dan alone in the 'chamber' as the door  automatically closed once 
the instructor had passed through.

The  team members soon found out that Dan's room, as well as other areas, was 
 monitored via closed circuit television.

Just before the slaves  were chained down for the night in their own bunks, 
they saw the instructor  watching Dan on the large television screen.

In the instructors  hand was a remote control, from which he was using it to 
vary the size and  retraction rate of the plug in Dans' hole. He could also 
use the control to send  electrical currents to the four steel cuffs which bound 
Dan to the  chair.

Although the room had apparently been constructed to  'deaden' sound, the 
whole team could occasionally hear the faint yelps and  screams coming from that 
hidden 'chamber'.

None of the team was  going to get much sleep this night. With Dan being 
trained in one room, his piss  flowing freely onto the floor; the four other team 
members were paid 'visits'  during the night from dozens of instructors, each 
with his own personal  needs.

It seemed that the only two males that would get sleep on  this night were 
Mike and Shaun, as they had fallen into a deep sleep; displaying  a certain 
'brotherly' love, with Shaun nursing his brothers  cock.

Friday's morning sun light would be rising in just a matter  of hours, with 
only a small handful of males knowing what this day would bring  forth.

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