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Team Effort   Chapter Forty Two
Written by trey and billy

PLEASE NOTE….. there  will a small section within this chapter that will be 
discussing the aspect of  'scat' briefly… it will be easy to tell you are about 
to read it, as there is a  line of X's where it will start and a similar line 
when it ends…. THUS…. For  those who care not to read it for personal reasons
….you just need to scroll past  the first line until you get to the second 
line of X's…. we felt best to mention  this, as some are not into such 
activities and we wish to respect their own  beliefs and practices…
Hugs…. trey

The hours had slipped away  for the whole group at the retreat. Forgotten, 
was the amount of time to work  with, work on, the four new slaves. The body 
piercings and Master Black's  whippings took up a lot more time than Ben or Will 
had  expected.

After a brief meeting with all the masters, it was  decided to forgo the 
remaining induction and bonding until the next morning.  

Carlos called out the rest of the slaves, who came bounding down  the few 
steps and lined up next to 'pussy'. All could see things which they'd  never seen 
before, except perhaps in a photo. Their eyes seemed glued to the new  
slaves, as they noted the large rings and the thick snout rings. 'cumdump' was  
concentrating more on the three freshly circumcised dicks, caked with dry blood  
and looking rather painful.

Each of them finally looked at 'pussy'  to see if he had any expressions on 
his face. All they saw was 'pussy' staring  at the 'pup', with a frown on his 
face.

Standing silent and still,  they watch as the masters got the last three 
slaves untied and heaped onto the  ground next to Adam.

Josh turned to the line of slaves and issued  orders for the night. "You 
slaves will take the newly inducted slaves out to the  tub, wash them gently and 
thoroughly. Make sure that after you've washed them,  that you dry their new 
collars and cuffs well. And as you wash them, it will do  you all good to look 
closely at their new bodies. For the beautiful rings which  they now wear, soon 
some of you may also be wearing. And some of you might even  be wearing the 
precious collar and cuffs as well. Just keep in mind, that  wearing rings and 
steel is an honor and a privilege. When you are finished  cleaning them inside 
and out, return them to the main house so they may be  inspected and their 
physical needs taken care of. You wouldn't want your fellow  slaves to get any 
infections would you?"

As Josh finished his last  sentence, Master Black was getting the four slaves 
up and kneeling, facing their  brother slaves. This made it much easier for 
the older slaves to actually see  the rings and steel; which was perfectly 
identical in every aspect. If only they  knew what lie ahead for them.

The slaves broke rank and headed  towards the four kneeling slaves, as each 
one was handed a leather leash, with  which to lead the slaves to the "bath".

As the slaves were led off  to be cleaned up, the masters retired to the 
living area of the house, each  stopping in the kitchen to fix themselves a drink.

Conversation  started up by talking about the state sponsored doctor, and his 
visit. All  seemed to agree that he was very professional in his demeanor and 
his actual  service. He wasn't one of those 'drop out ' doctors that some 
states paid to  mutilate newly indentured slaves. 

>From talking about the doctor,  they re-confirmed the business which needed 
to be taken care of in the morning,  what the afternoon and evening plans would 
consist of and lastly they talked  about Dan and the other four team mates.

Ben and Will were still  playing the 'mental' game, trying to coax Master 
Black to move to the farm with  Ben and Carlos. The main conversation about the 
farm was not only the need to  work the farm, tend to the daily household 
chores, but to also continue a  demanding schedule of slave training for all, ALL, 
of the slaves. Will admitted  that he'd been rather easy on his slave over the 
last six months, and how he  regrets being to 'connected' with 'cumdump'. 
Carlos told Master Black almost the  same scenario with his slave 'pussy'. Not 
punishing him enough, allowing the  slave to much free time, and even allowing 
the slave way too much time sleeping  in the masters own bed.

Master Black, immediately chastised the  masters for their lack of authority 
by allowing themselves to get 'close' with  their slaves. He even suggested 
that they be given to him for further training.  

The mind game was working, and by the end of the weekend,  hopefully, Master 
Black would see how important it would be if he headed up the  'training 
program' on the farm.

Will retrieved his laptop computer  and got online via 'dialup' and began 
checking his mail, looking mainly for  anything from the ISA. He was delighted to 
see an email and one which had a  video clip. He didn't waste time reading 
any of his mail, but rather went  directly to downloading the video. With only 
'dialup' out there in the  countryside, it might just take while to do.

Ben went over to one  of the larger duffle bags by his bedroom door and 
brought back a small cardboard  box, opening it and showing the masters it's 
contents. "It sure is nice, or  shall I say was nice, having Carlos owning a sex 
shop. He was able to order  everything we need for the retreat and next week, and 
got it delivered in just  two days." After passing the small, but heavy, box 
around, Ben set it on the  beautiful, Canadian Red Maple, coffee table.

Will informed the  group that the video was almost finished and that they'd 
best refresh their  drinks before 'the show starts'. All refilled their glasses 
and made a piss pit  stop, just as Will clicked the 'play' button. 

The video started  out, showing bits and pieces of the four slaves having 
their morning meal and  getting cleaned up. The scene switched quickly to Dan. 
Some of the video showed  Dan during the night, as he was fucked my a machine 
and treated to a marvelous  electro session. With sound, the flick was great, 
watching Dan. He apparently  got no sleep during the night, as his ass lips were 
shown to be really starting  to look like they should; all swollen and puffed 
way out. It was apparent by  watching only about ten minutes of Dan's night 
that he was nearing total mental  brainwash and physical exhaustion.  A small 
portion of the video showed Dan  being moved to the shower area for his morning 
scrub and enemas, then quickly  the scene changed to all of them crawling 
outside, heading towards the 'training  tree' area. Dan struggled, but he managed 
on his own, to trail last in the line,  with the other team mates.

The next portion of the video showed a  lot of Troy, undergoing the almost 
identical situations that the team had gone  through almost a week earlier. But 
in Troys' case, the team members were not  involved, at first.

Troy was being whipped, paddled and flogged by  any passing instructor or 
guard who desired to release any built up tension. As  some of the other slaves 
in training passed by, they were ordered to piss on  Troy, or to shit into 
their hands and throw it on, or smear it all over Troy's'  body. It was indeed a 
marvelous sight, as the red whip marks gave way to the  multi-toned shades of 
human excrement.

That particular part of  Troy's training, brought a huge smile to Master 
Blacks face.

The  next portion of the video showed Dan and his team mates arriving at the  
platform, where some of the other slaves were releasing Troy from his  
spread-eagled bindings. Troy slumped to the ground, barely conscious. Logan,  Lucas, 
John and Billy all took delight in pissing all over the shit covered body  
which lay prone before them.  Billy helped Dan to crawl over to Troy;  actually 
crawling over his body so that both bodies were lined up face to  cock.  Billy 
then reached beneath Dan and released the clamp on his  catheter; allowing 
the whole mornings piss to begin flowing. Billy, wanting to  continue the 
de-humanization of Troy reached in and took hold of Dan's cock and  moved it all 
around in a small circle pattern. Piss reached every part of Troy's  scalp and 
face, causing some of the shit to wash off. The only problem with this  was that 
Dan was so far gone that he didn't know, nor care, what was happening.  It 
was then that Billy and the others made a silent vow amongst themselves to  get 
Dan back to as normal as possible, as soon as possible. Even with Dan  
finished, and Billy was assisting him in backing off of Troy, more slaves (new  and 
old) approached the smelly slave as he could only continue to lay there,  with 
whatever mental capacity he had left.

It was obvious, while  watching the video that Troy had not been allowed to 
get any sleep, what so  ever. Perhaps this was one of the instructions left by 
the person or persons who  had purchased his indenturement <EG>. If Troy 
wasn't going to be there  that long, perhaps he was in a 'hurry up' program of 
stripping away his  humanities and dignity and turning him into nothing more than 
a play toy. Not  that he didn't deserve  it!

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Billy  closed off Dan's catheter so no more piss would dribble out, just as 
Troy's  instructor came up to the prone slave and inserted a two inch round 
piece of  wood behind Troy's gum line. As if Troy didn't deserve to have his own 
teeth  extracted, as he had Dan's removed?  Anyway, the ring kept Troy's 
mouthhole  nice and wide. It wasn't long before some of the other instructors came 
and  squatted over his open mouth and began to use his face as their toilet. 
Troy  started to trash around uncontrollably but his hands were soon tied 
horizontal  to his body, to the sides of the platform. 

What ever part of  Troy's brain was still functioning, allowed him to breathe 
rapidly through his  nose, thus not having to swallow that which was in his 
mouth. One after another,  the instructors stepped out of their shorts and did 
their business over Troy's  face. Soon it was difficult to see even the slaves 
nose, which meant that he'd  be struggling for air at any moment.

There was an apparent pause,  with Troy's instructor, as he stood by and 
watched the show. However, Dan's  instructor wasn't inclined to just stand there 
and watch. He stepped up onto the  platform and placed his foot squarely over 
Troy's mouth; pushing the turds  further into the mouthhole packing it tight. 
The side of his boot effectively  blocked off any chance of Troy inhaling air 
through his nose; which left the  slave no choice. He gagged behind the brown 
stuff and his body showed cute  little signs of convulsing. The instructor 
looked away from Troy and directly at  all of the team members who were in awe of 
what was happening. This must be,  they thought, one of the better sides of 
their  instructor.

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In  a matter of a minute, it was over. Troy still looked like shit, and 
smelled like  shit. The teams' instructor seemed satisfied with what he'd just 
done; so he  simply wiped the bottom of his boot off on Troy's stomach and stepped 
off of the  platform. 

"I think you slaves have had enough sun for the day, so  get you fucking 
asses back to your building, AND DON'T TAKE ALL DAY!" The  instructor yelled, yet 
with a half smile, half smirk on his  face.

The video came to an abrupt end, signaling that either there  was no more, or 
perhaps more of the afternoon training would arrive first thing  in the 
morning email. Regardless, all of the masters sighed, and began  discussing what 
they'd just witnessed.

Ben casually glanced at his  wristwatch, noting that it would still be about 
another half an hour before the  slaves came back to the house.

Even if Master Black hadn't  commented on the video, all of them knew what he 
liked from his slaves. Oh, how  he loved to discipline them and turn them 
into urinals and toilets.  The  video, perhaps, was doing more of a job on Master 
Black than talking to him  about the need for his leadership on the farm.

The group of masters  continued chatting, mostly about the farm and what they 
could expect once it was  opened back up. Ben did his best to answer each and 
every question. He had to  explain how the farm was currently set up as far 
as buildings go, and where the  slaves would be housed even to how many and how 
big the barns were. The masters  all got a sense from listening to Ben that 
he had the situation well under  control; and most were excited about either 
moving to the farm or the very least  spending some long weekends there.

All heads turned towards the  back door, as 'cumdump' was the first slave to 
enter, with Adam on the end of  his leash. One by one the slaves came into the 
house, with a new slave tethered  to the end of a leash. All four of the new 
slaves were still doing as they had  known to do; that being moving on hands 
and knees. 

Once all of the  slaves had arrived, things turned a little ugly. 'cumdump' 
stood next to his  slave, as did 'tits'. The other two slaves, had knelt just 
as soon as they had  their slaves stopped and presented. 'pussy' was holding 
onto the leash with one  might describe as a 'death grip'; as the slave he had 
washed inside and out and  brought back to the house was none other than 'pup'. 
Poor slave 'pussy' was in a  quandary. He wanted to remain kneeling, facing 
the masters, but on the other  hand he kept moving his head so that he could 
look directly at the 'pup'.  Finally, he stopped moving his head and kept it 
facing in the direction of the  masters.

As all of the masters continued to observe, Will and some  of the others 
seemed very pleased at how well the new slaves looked once they  were scrubbed 
clean. Master Black, was on a slow burn.

"I see what  you mean about some of the slaves getting off easy these days. 
Look at those two  dumb fucks just standing there, like they own something. Who 
the fuck do they  think they are! I guess, since nobody gives a shit except 
me, I'll just take  those two dipshits outside and give them a lesson on 
etiquette. Seems like the  more I think about it, if I don't move to the farm and 
train the slaves, they  will become nothing more than renegade trash!" Master 
Black's composure was  certainly not under control at this point. Turning to his 
own slave, 'toilet',  he barked at him to get his ass into the bathroom and 
stay there until he  returned. 

Rising from the sofa, Master Black went rather quickly  to 'cumdump' and 
'tits', grabbing hold of an arm from each of them. Without  saying a word, Master 
Black and the two slaves went out the door and into the  back yard. None of 
the other masters said a word, as it all happened so  fast.

All of the slaves by now had seen and heard enough from  Master Black that 
none of them wanted to be on the receiving end of anything  else from him 
tonight.

Unfortunately, for 'cumdump' and 'tits',  their stint with Master Black 
wasn't going to be much fun, BUT for sure a  memorable one.

Master Black had hauled them over to the same two  dangling ropes, which 
earlier had been holding Mike up by his ankles. Taking  some loose rope, Master 
Black quickly tied the two slave; head to toe, facing  one another. He wanted to 
make this a memorable occasion for himself and the  slaves, so the two 
dangling ropes were tied around the already bound ankles of  the two slaves.

Not caring, at this point in his rage of anger,  Master Black grabbed hold of 
the opposing ends of the rope and began pulling  with all his strength. The 
two slaves were quickly dropped to the ground as the  master was steadily 
pulling on the ropes. With each might pull on the two ropes  the slaves began their 
assent, feet first, into the air. 

When he  was satisfied, Master Black wrapped his ropes around one of the 
uprights;  leaving the two heads of the slaves about twenty inches off the ground. 
 

It didn't take a rocket scientist to know what was coming next.  

After obtaining his whip, Master Black began a relentless attack  on the 
slaves. First one slave then the other; back and forth he went,  dispensing equal 
contact on each slave. The slaves were thrashing around and  screaming as loud 
as they could. Their bodies dripping with sweat as Master  Black continued 
his punishment session. The strangest thing about it, was that  Master Black had 
yet to say one single word to the slaves; perhaps due to his  anger and 
desire to administer such a punishment.

Will and Troy  could only look out the window and observe. They didn't want 
to interfere with  Master Blacks training session, knowing full well, that the 
slaves earned this  punishment; but more over it was they, themselves, with 
their way of handling  their own slaves that put 'tits' and 'cumdump' in this 
precarious  position.

Not wanting to waste time, or to allow the four new  slaves too much time to 
dwell on what was happening, Ben ordered the four slaves  into the living room.

They all lined up perfectly and the Ben told  them to kneel straight, which 
they did. It was an awesome sight to behold. Four  beautiful boys all ringed 
alike and cleaned up so nice.

Without as  much as saying a word, Ben reached into the box and removed for 
stainless steel  ball stretchers. He moved behind the line of slaves and knelt. 
His first set of  balls to trap in the ball stretcher was the 'pup'. 

Tugging gently,  maintaining a steady pressure, Ben got enough skin to get 
the stretcher properly  placed and secured. As he removed his hands from 'pups' 
balls, the weight  instantly dropped towards the floor below. 'pup' didn't 
yell or scream as the  one pound weight began to pull on his skin, although he 
did moan considerably.  It was a magnificent sight, seeing the lights reflect 
off of the brightly  polished steel band. Next was Adam, followed by Conner and 
then the 'mutt'. Adam  and the 'mutt' seemed to be displaying a lot more 
discomfort with the heavy  weight stretching their sac than the other two slaves.

"Well, at  least we got that much more done before we turn in for the night," 
Ben said. "It  is just another requirement for slaves who will be working on 
a farm or ranch.  Seems like the state has thought of almost every conceivable 
thing there is to  make sure a slave is noticeable to everyone. But at least 
now that you have you  ball weights and that nice thick and heavy cinch band 
on, I sure as hell don't  see how you can ever wear pants or shorts again, 
unless they are three sizes to  large."

Master Black re-entered the house and to everyone's  surprise, the two slaves 
were following close behind, on their hands and knees.  The two slaves 
remained on all fours, in the kitchen area, as Master Black made  his way into the 
living room.

"Damn, I hated to have to do that",  he said. "These retreats are designed 
for us NOT to have to discipline our  slaves. It's supposed to be 'our' time for 
relaxing and not having the worries  of everyday life get in the way. But I 
now understand what you two were saying  earlier about your slaves. I think for 
now though, that they will be a little  more attentive to their positions in 
life, rather than their own former self's.  I'm beginning to feel that my 
presence on the farm just might be a good thing  after all. I'll sleep on the idea 
and let you know in the morning, if that's  agreeable with you Ben? But right 
now I need to use the bathroom. We can  continue this conversation when I 
return, if you'd care to."

That  said, Master Black sauntered down the short hallway, anxious to use the 
 'toilet'.

Will got up and quickly went to his slave, to see what  marks had been laid 
on him. Not surprised at all, 'cumdump' remained kneeling  with his head 
lowered in a submissive posture. 

The two slaves had  thin welts from their shoulders all the way down to the 
lower portion of their  legs. No skin had been broken, yet the amount of and 
color of the marks was all  that Will needed to see, to understand that the 
slaves had received their worst  whipping yet.

"I guess you both know that you fucked up royally,"  Will said in a tone of 
voice that could only be described as one of  disappointment mixed with anger. 
"I hope that you've learned a valuable lesson  and that such behavior will not 
ever again be displayed!"

Will  returned to his friends, leaving the two slaves to meditate on their 
own bodies  and the pain that they were feeling.

Ben quickly remembered that  the four newest slaves hadn't been fed yet, so 
it was he who jumped up, passing  the row of freshly indentured slaves, past 
the two kneeling slaves and torn open  the bag of slave chow. He looked beneath 
the counter and located four bowls  which were close in size, filling them to 
near full and placed them on the  floor.

Being the first time Ben had supplied slave chow as a meal,  he was 
interested in seeing how the four would react to their new food. To his  surprise, the 
slaves ate in silence and completely devoured the food; whether  out of being 
ravenously hungry or simply wanting to please the master was  something yet to 
be determined.

Josh, Carlos and Will were also  surprised at how the four boys consumed the 
meal. It seemed that for now,  feeding slaves just got a lot easier and less 
expensive.

Master  Black made his way back to the others, smiling and feeling content 
that he'd  finally relieved himself, as most of us do.

More conversation  began, this time not needing to concern themselves if the 
slaves overheard any  of it. As before, the farm took up most of the time and 
with every passing  minute the group of masters knew that Ben had made the 
right decision.  

What did, however, catch the attention of the older slaves, were  the 
comments and suggestions made on their behalf as to the benefits that they'd  provide 
if they too lived and worked on the farm.

Perhaps this,  too, was an intentional move on the part of Ben, to allow the 
slaves to hear his  thoughts and ideas on how they could help benefit the 
other slaves and the farm  as well. 

The minds of the older slaves were going a hundred miles  an hour. None of 
them had ever given any thought now or when they were a 'free  man' to being on 
a farm. Growing up in a city, having milk and meat at the  dining room table 
was something that they'd always taken for granted; not  something that they 
might now become heavily involved in.

However,  'pussy' didn't care what they did with him, just as long as he'd be 
around the  'pup'. And the 'pup' was still worried about being separated from 
his brother  and master Josh. It seemed funny, at the moment, how each of the 
slaves brain  worked, what each was thinking and feeling. Had they been 
allowed to speak, Lord  only knows what types of comments would have come out of 
their  mouths.

Josh was the next master needing and using the bathroom,  followed (finally) 
by the others. Shortly after Carlos was finished, Master  Black called for his 
slave to rejoin the group. 'toilet' came crawling down the  hallway, having a 
big smile on his face, then taking up a proper position next  to the slave 
'pussy'. 

Silence, from all, before Will called  'cumdump' and 'tits' to join the other 
slaves. 

"I've got something  to tell the group, the whole group," Will began, as 
everyone's attention was now  focused on him, as he rose to stand tall over the 
entire room.

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