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Team Effort Chapter 43

Will  carefully looked around, at the masters, who gave him their nod of 
approval; and  then Will stare at the bare skinned bodies which knelt before him. 
He knew what  he had to say, yet with all of his knowledge and experience deali
ng with  'worldly' people, he was not quite sure how to say what needed to be 
 said.

"We've all had a great week", he began; "with meeting four  new young men who 
have the need to serve a master. It is with a great deal of  pride that all 
the masters welcome you into our family. We know, and understand,  that your 
past ten days or so haven't always been the best for you. Two of you  have 
witnessed a family member get falsely accused and sentenced to many years  of 
servitude. Two of you have shown, and demonstrated your need for love and  caring 
in a way that only a master can give you.

We have met and  enjoyed meeting the three sets of parents of our newest 
family members. Yet,  these parents have shown a great deal of understanding and a 
strong desire to  make sure that you are all happy with your life's choice. 
It is strange, perhaps  odd, that these parents want to remain an integral part 
of your lives. Therefore  they have asked, and we have agreed to allow them 
to be with you whenever they  have time and when it will not take you away from 
your work. 

Now  then, perhaps the most important and a difficult part of this weekend is 
to  inform all of the slaves what Master Ben and the others have decided on. 
We have  thought long and hard over the last few days about all of you slaves, 
which made  our decisions somewhat difficult, yet with the end result being 
the happiness  and pride each of your Masters will receive. Our decisions were 
not based on how  you behaved or how well you took to your training. The 
decision was solely based  on all of the Masters needs. 

Therefore, beginning tonight, the  slaves known as 'pup', 'mutt' and 'pussy' 
will have as their master, Master  Ben.

Slaves known as 'tits' and Conner will have as their master,  Master Carlos

The slaves known as 'cumdump' and 'toilet' will have  as their master, Master 
Josh

The slave known as Adam will have as  his master, Master Black."

Will paused for a good solid minute,  standing silently as were the other 
masters, watching and listening to the  slaves. 

It wasn't until a few tear drops hit the floor that they  could tell which of 
the slaves was crying. However hard the slaves tried to  remain silent and 
still, some of them couldn't control their inner, deepest  emotions, and the 
masters could easily see their chests rise and fall, sucking  in air and 
attempting to quiet their outward emotions.

The hardest  part of Will's speech, so far, had been the fact that he'd leave 
without his  'cumdump' as his slave. He shouldn't have, but he did, wonder if 
'cumdump' was  equally as saddened. Perhaps the best thing for Will at this 
point in his life  would be to be without a slave, temporarily  (g).


Continuing on Will said, now in a more pleasant and  happier tone of voice, 
"Ok, slaves, I feel that perhaps a ten minute chat  session is in order. You 
are free to talk amongst yourselves and/or with the  masters. You may also 
assume a standard kneeling position during the  break."

In unison came, "thank you Master Will", as the slaves rose  to their knees. 
It was now easy to see who had been crying. Better yet, easier  to see which 
ones hadn't been crying. The only dry eyes in the group of slaves  belonged to 
'toilet'.

It was almost as if the masters didn't exist,  as the slaves began talking 
almost at the same time. However, there was one big  difference among the 
slaves. 'pussy' had been crying because now he and his  friend 'pup' would have the 
same master. And, 'pup' had been crying because he  wasn't given to Master 
Josh. 'pup' was happy however that at least he was with  his brother and 'pussy', 
yet for some strange reason he was head over heels in  love with Master Josh. 
Perhaps one day, his feeling might be known or better yet  shown to Master 
Josh.

Adam was the quiet one of the slaves. He  listened intently to all of them 
talking away like a bunch of grandma's at a  weekly card game. He was happy for 
them all, yet none seemed to mention his new  master, for in the short time 
that Master Black was known to the four newest  slaves, they'd only seen the 
'darker' side of him, wondering if indeed he did  have a heart and soul.

Master Will was serious about the ten minute  break, as he announced "three 
minutes remaining slaves".

What  happened next was heart warming to say the least. The slaves looked at 
each  other, then returned to the 'fours' position and crawled over to their 
new  masters. They each thanked their new master and bent down and kissed the 
tops of  their masters' boots. Even Adam, who quickly figured out he didn't 
want to start  off on the wrong side of Master Black, thanked his master and 
kissed his boot  tops. 

The slaves were ordered to kneel and one by one the master's  hands began 
raising the heads of the slaves, making eye contact. The masters  each, quietly 
said something to their new slave (s). Master Black, however,  while looking 
into Adam's eyes seemed to see into the slaves' soul, detecting  nervousness; as 
he quietly said "fear is a good thing slave."


"TIME"  shouted Master Will, and the slaves returned to 'all fours' and once 
again  formed a line.

"It was good to see and hear the slaves conversing,"  said Master Josh. 
"Isn't there something else we should tell the slaves? Perhaps  it will bring a 
nice closure to the day if they knew something about tomorrow  Master Will."

Master Will thought a moment, and then realized what  Master Josh was 
referring too. "Oh yes, Master Josh, an excellent idea. Tomorrow  will be an easy day 
for all of you. If our morning goes well, and if your master  hasn't a need 
for you, then all of you may attend a three hour 'free time' at  the swimming 
pond after the noon meal."

"Furthermore, on the  following day, Sunday, the afternoon will be spent 
making sure everything is in  order for a large and wonderful cookout. Not only 
will we be entertaining some  other masters and their own slaves, but we will 
have some very special guest.  And those guests are the three sets of parents of 
our newest slaves. So we need  to have all of you on your best behavior 
tomorrow and especially Sunday evening,  as all of the guest will have traveled a 
great distance just to get here for the  day, to meet you and perhaps pleasure 
themselves with your  bodies."

Interrupting the announcements, Master Black calmly yet  firmly said, "I 
think it is time now for the masters to chat amongst themselves  with their new 
slaves, laying down some rules and the like."

Ben  and Josh agreed and Will went along with the majority. Will could do no 
more  than watch, as now; he had no slave to call his own. Carlos simply 
nodded his  head in the affirmative.

The four new slaves, still wearing their  leashes, crawled to their masters, 
and the others followed behind. Fresh in  their minds was the vicious whipping 
that the two slaves had received  earlier.

The masters began leading their slaves to different parts  of the house, to 
perhaps chat more open and freely. All eyes were on Master  Black, as he exited 
the kitchen with a small can of Crisco in one hand and Adams  leash in the 
other. All eyes remain fixed on Master Black and Adam until the  bathroom door 
closed and their view was cut off.

Will returned to  the living room, and began typing out some emails, using 
his time to get some  more things taken care of out at the Austin Center of the 
ISA.

Ben  had taken his three slaves outside, just beyond the doorway; affording 
them  total privacy and freedom of speech; outside the hearing of the  others.

Carlos was in the kitchen with his, and Josh was in the  bedroom with his.

Ben asked if any of the slaves had anything to  say, to which 'pussy' could 
only say 'thank you' as did the two brothers. But,  without having or even 
asking permission, 'pussy' turned and hugged 'pup' with  all his strength and gave 
him his first real kiss. 'pup' was quickly overcome  with happiness, 
forgetting about the discomforts his own body was having due to  the fresh piercings 
and cutting of his foreskin.

Master Ben quietly  looked on in silence. He had no intentions of breaking up 
this bonding between  the two slaves. No sooner than the two slaves broke 
their respective hold on the  other, 'pup' crawled over to his brother and hugged 
him and kissed him, not to  mention a torrential out pouring of tears.

"Mike, I love you so  much, and I always have. And I always will. I'm so 
happy that we are together  now and forever. We can learn together, and that will 
make the three of us the  best damn slaves ever"

Mike had no immediate thoughts on what he'd  just heard. It was the first 
time that his brother had told him that he loved  him, in such a way. Mike, 
although stronger physically and emotionally than  Shaun, hugged his brother with 
all of his strength and began to cry himself. "I  love you to my Shaun, and I 
will always be here for you, always", he  said.

Then there was a brief 'hug fest' among all three slaves,  before Master Ben 
felt he needed to put a stop to it. He now knew that the  decision to have 
these three as his slaves was indeed the right  one.

"All right slaves, settle down. This isn't a love and fuck  night for you 
slaves. Now it's your duty to listen to me, now and forever. If  ever you have a 
question, it is your responsibility to seek me out and ask that  question. 
There will be much to learn and your days will be longer than you  could ever 
imagine. Your work will be dirty and difficult at times but you will  adjust to 
it, and you will learn to love and respect it.

Much of  our decisions as to which slave went to which master, was based on 
everything  over the last seven days which also included today. For reasons you 
have no  right or need to know, the other masters decided that I should be 
your master.  Two of you, were not my selection but I always follow the majority 
decisions of  the other masters. You will all learn my ways and you will 
learn them quickly. I  will not tolerate laziness or poor attitudes. You must and 
will always display  your bodies properly and your work shall be done with 
eagerness to please me.  Any, I repeat, ANY disrespect, or misbehavior on your 
part and you shall be  severely punished.

When we leave here, we are not returning right  away to my home, but we are 
going straight to the farm. The driving distance and  time is a total waste 
from home, so we shall go to the farm and have a good look  around, and that will 
also give me an extra day to talk with contractors and the  like, while you 
three slaves are kept busy doing things that I tell you to do.  And, so you 
don't have to ask, you will be naked there as well. You might as  well start 
getting used to the whole world seeing you for what you are, and  besides, being 
naked is a sign of slavery for sure, but for you, you should take  it as a sign 
of pride; as not many free men ever become slaves. Your bodies are  a thing 
of beauty which should never be hidden from the world, and your new  rings and 
bands only go to emphasize that point. So be proud of yourselves, work  hard, 
and always remember that in your life, the master comes first, IN  EVERYTHING 
AND IN EVERY WAY!"

That said, Master Ben had the three  slaves kneel in a line, as he excused 
himself momentarily. He returned, only to  step behind 'pussy' and like the 
other two, Master Ben fitted a shiny ball  stretcher on 'pussys' nutsack. 'pussy' 
had the smallest pair of nuts of all the  slaves and the stretcher was causing 
him a great deal of discomfort, but his own  thought process told him to 
'cowboy up' and to take the pain. Master Ben took a  small fountain pen like 
object from his pocket and placed it against 'pussys'  tight nuts and in an instant 
'pussy' fell forward in pain. As the two other  slaves turned to look, each 
of them received the same intense shock to their own  balls from what Master 
Ben called his 'dean of discipline'.

"Glad  to see you slaves approve of the 'dean'." Master Ben said. Don't ever 
forget the  'dean', as you'll be seeing him a lot if you fuck up. Now get up 
off the ground  and resume the kneeling position!"

"Now let's get inside before the  mosquitoes eat us alive" Master Ben said in 
a hurry up way.

When  they returned to the living room, they were among the last to arrive 
back,  except for Master Black and Adam. With all the slaves once again kneeling 
in a  line, Master Will looked over the top of his computer to see that all 
of them  now had their nutsacks weighted down properly. He closed his laptop, 
and  continued staring at the slaves, as if he was about to say  something.

There was loud scream coming from the bathroom, just as  Master Will was 
going to speak, so he squelched his desire to say what he needed  to say until the 
noise faded, if it was indeed going to  fade.

Again, it didn't take the others to figure out what might be  happening in 
there. Screams and more screams, until they turned into muffled  screams.

If they had a view into the bathroom, they would have seen  Adam draped over 
the edge of the bathtub, with his head resting on the bottom of  the porcelain 
tub. His ankles held apart by two large eyebolts screwed into the  floor. His 
wrists held out in front of his body attached in like manner to the  wall 
directly in front of his body.  His bound balls banging up against the  side of 
the tub, as the steel nut band and his cock and ball cinch band also  banged 
against the side of the tub.

Adam had already swallowed a  sizeable amount of Master Blacks' piss and 
licked his asshole before being  spread over the tub.

Master Black had only gotten three of his  large fingers into Adams' love 
tunnel and was twisting and turning his wrist and  fingers around like a cornered 
mountain loin on the  defensive.

Regardless of the fact that Master Black was actually  attempting to calm his 
slave and assure him that everything was great, Adam  resisted; making the 
whole 'bonding' session worse than it probably should have  been.

Finally Master Black held his hand still, allowing his  fingers to feel the 
convulsing anal muscles of the slave kneeling before him.  The warmth of the 
slaves' body was sheer bliss for the master. If he had rammed  his cock up 
inside his slave, the muscles would have milked his cock bone dry in  only a matter 
of seconds. But as mother nature would have it, the slaves' ass  muscles and 
inner parts slowly began their decent back to what would become  'normal' 
during any type of 'bonding.

Taking the cue from the  muscles, Master Black quietly spoke to his slave; 
informing him that it was  time….."Time to go all the way. It's time to bond, so 
you will become my  bitchboy. Now that sounds like a good name for my new  
slave!"

Master Black slowly started the movement of his fingers and  hand again, 
concentrating now on the involuntary actions of his slaves' lovehole  and inner 
being. He inserted the fourth finger, again causing the slave to moan  into his 
gagged mouth. 

Even gagged, his cries and pleas were still  heard out in the living room, by 
all of the others.

Folding his  thumb into his palm, Master Black applied more pressure, ever so 
gently. Not  that he couldn't just shove his hand inside the slave; but he 
wanted his slave  to feel what he needed to be feeling.

Over and over again, the  Master twisted his hand, pressuring the hole to 
open up even more. The lips of  the fuckhole were now beginning to swell ever so 
slightly, pleasing Master  Black.

For almost thirty minutes this went on, as the Master calmly  spoke to his 
new slave. "You see boy, bonding is so important for your master.  Bonding is a 
wonderful heart felt expression of love and caring. Hell, I care so  much for 
you right now that I can't wait until tomorrow. You see, tomorrow you  and I 
will be spending a lot of time together, I promise you that. Tomorrow,  I'll be 
the one giving you your enemas. Tomorrow, you'll not be washed off  
afterwards, as I think it is always best to allow a slave ample time to stay in  his 
tub with all that comes out of his body. That way the slave will get used to  
it, all that much faster and easier. Who knows, a big boy like you will probably 
 like it, since from what I heard; you have the desire to become a master  
someday. This will give you a good example of what you can and can't do and what 
 you need to learn."

Listening to his Master, Adam was somewhat  distracted so that he wasn't 
thinking so much about his asshole. By the time  Master Black had finished 
talking, his hand was completely within the dark  cavern of his slave, and he was 
slowly working his wrist back and  forth.

Six more inches of the Masters' forearm made its way into  Adam, before the 
Master felt comfortable enough for the night to stop the fist  fucking.

With his one hand still inside Adam, he used his free hand  to undo the 
bindings on the slaves' ankles and wrists.

Once Adam  was free of his bonds, the Master helped him out of the tub; still 
with fist  inside. Master Black removed the current mouth gag and replaced it 
with the  nasty and stank buttplug; which being of a rather large size was 
not an easy  thing for Adam to accommodate; but he managed.

"Now then slave, you  need to rest the palms of your hands on the floor and 
the balls of your feet  must be firmly on the ground. We are going to show you 
fellow slaves, just how  nice you look with my arm up your fucking ass."

Poor Adam followed  the orders quickly and effectively. His ass was now the 
highest part of his  body.

Using his free hand, Master Black reached back and opened the  door, then 
without saying a word, began to back out of the bathroom into the  hallway. Adam 
followed, feeling the hand and arm inside him, guiding and  directing.

Turned and facing in the direction of the living room,  Master Black applied 
a little more pressure on his slave, and Adam began moving  forward; forward 
towards the other masters and his fellow slaves.  

It was only a fifteen foot walk for Adam, yet it was sheer hell.  Not so much 
from the pain he was having, but the notion of having all these  other people 
see him being guided, turned and directed just by the arm and hand  of his 
new Master.

Once he'd gotten to the center of the living  room, all eyes were on him. 
Master Black ordered the other slaves to come forth  and see how pretty his new 
slave looked. With the large body rings dangling  down, the black butt plug 
stretching his jaw and the fist in his lovehole, made  Adam look like something 
right out of a magazine dedicated to human  torture.

All of the masters could see the look of amazement on the  faces of the 
newest slaves. They knew that the slaves had many questions running  around inside 
their heads. They also noticed the silent tears dripping down from  the eyes 
of the fisted slave. A look of approval and glee was quite evident on  all of 
the Masters faces. 

Master Black had completed his bonding  with his new slave. He was the first 
one to do so, which made him the happiest  of all. Master Black was not the 
type of individual to boast about his  accomplishments, but the kind of man who 
only took pride and pleasure in all  things that satisfied his wants, his 
needs and his desires.

It was  Will who spoke up first, noting the time and suggesting that they get 
the slaves  out and down to the other building; so that they could be 'tucked 
in' for the  night. 

The group of slaves began crawling towards the door,  following Master Black 
and his slave; as they all tried to keep a close watch on  how Master Black 
was 'directing' Adam, using just his hand and  arm.

Master's Josh and Carlos grabbed a few small washcloths and  the small bag 
which the doctor had left with them.

When the switch  was thrown, the interior of the building was illuminated by 
only three bare  bulbs in the ceiling.  The inside of the building was not 
what one might  have expected, had they seen the interior of Bens' retreat home. 
There was a  shiny and clean wooden floor. Against the back wall was a simple 
kitchen sink  with a small countertop surrounding it. The only other items 
inside were what  appeared to be old army beds, four of them.

Each bed was covered  with a rubber sheet, of all things. As if on purpose, 
each bed had a chain  attached to each corner. It really looked nice, seeing 
each chain in a perfectly  straight line; as if pointing to the center of each 
bed. There were no pillows  on these beds.

It was quite evident that when this building was  planned out and furnished, 
that it was only meant for the original four slaves  and no more.

But on this weekend, Master Ben knew exactly how all  would be sleeping.

Each of the new slaves was assigned a bed. Each  was allowed to sit on the 
edge of the bed, briefly allowing them to get their  wits and bearings. That is, 
all of them, except for Adam. He would have to wait,  and be the last to bed.

Once each slave was laid back onto the bed,  one of the older slaves was 
'assigned' to him. As the slave lifted the others'  legs, a master would inspect 
his butt plug and surrounding area. When the master  was satisfied that the 
plug was okay for the night and the slaves surrounding  skin wasn't dirty, the 
legs were allowed to once again rest on top of the rubber  sheet.

The chains came into use next, as the master instructed each  older slave how 
to attach them properly to the steel restraints. The chains were  pulled 
tight, leaving each of the slaves spread-eagled on top of the  bed.

All of the bound slaves had their piercings cleaned and coated  with the oily 
anti-septic cream the doctor had left. However, the masters were  the only 
ones who tended to the freshly circumcised cocks; cleaning them and  applying 
the cream.

Mike was then fitted with the same mouth  spreader which his brother had 
previously been forced to have in place. Since  Mike was the only one, who didn't 
get cut, his Prince Albert was tied to the  front ring on his collar using a 
piece of leather, something like a boot lace.  All the other cocks were left 
laying flat on the stomach muscles of the other  three.

With Adam in the center of the room, Master Black abruptly  withdrew his hand 
from the slaves' ass. With his free and clean hand the master  removed the 
slaves butt plug from the slaves' mouth; offering the slave the  greasy and 
slimy hand to now lick clean. But not before allowing the slave to  kneel, giving 
the three bound slaves a good view. As Adam licked the hand and  sucked the 
fingers clean all watched, thinking perhaps the slave might 'toss his  cookies'.

Finally, poor Adam was allowed to get his butt plug back,  shoved in the 
correct location; then he too was bound to a bed, just like the  others. After 
Master Black had gotten his slave all good and clean, he excused  himself and 
returned to the house. Apparently Master Black had no last words for  the slaves 
and didn't wish to linger. But, the other masters could tell  something 
serious was on his mind. They'd seen that look  before.

Will, not having a slave, stayed only long enough to  collect the dirty wash 
cloths and the bag containing the cream and followed soon  after, only to stop 
and make sure that the outside training area wasn't left in  disarray.

With four slaves bound to beds, four slaves kneeling, the  remaining three 
masters looked over the mass of slave muscle and flesh. Each of  the masters 
paid a visit to each of the slaves, looking them over and stroking  the slave's 
hairless body; not to mention the fondling of each of their cocks  and balls. 
They all admired Mike, for he was the only one who had those two  rings in his 
nutsack. Master Josh even suggested that the other three have  matching rings 
just like Mike; to which Masters' Ben and Carlos  agreed.

Ben was then, again, appointed the one to speak to the  slaves. He reassured 
them that they'd all be safe for the night and that there  was nothing to 
worry about. For Mike's benefit, Master Ben told the four older  slaves that they 
were not allowed outside to piss. They were to use Mike's  mouthhole as their 
urinal for the night. He also told the other slaves that that  was the main 
reason for the rubber sheets, as they would have to simply piss  where they lay 
and that in the morning they could lick their sheet  clean.

Carlos ordered the four older slaves under the beds of the  bound slaves, 
where they would sleep for the night, unless they had to piss.  There they had 
only the cool wooden floor as their mattress.

Master  Josh asked if any of the slaves had a question and to no ones 
surprise, 'pup'  was the first to speak.

"Master Josh, Sir," he began. "Will my  bonding hurt as much as Adams' did? 
Will all of our bondings hurt like  that?"

"Well 'pup', he replied, "since I'm not your master, I can't  answer that 
question, but I'd tend to think it won't be for you. You seem to  understand the 
need to bond and also you seem to be one who appreciates being a  slave. There 
might be one of you three remaining slaves who will feel more pain  during 
fisting than the others but time will answer that  question."

That appeared to be the only questions asked and  answered, so Master Ben 
gave permission for the slaves to have a fifteen minute  chat period before they 
would be required to remain silent and to  sleep.

The three masters exited the building, turning off the  lights and locking 
the door. They didn't enter the house right away, because  they knew all to well 
that Master Black and Will were having a talk amongst  themselves.

Sitting around the outdoor table, the three masters  enjoyed each others 
company; perhaps more than the slaves would ever know. After  all these months of 
being a slave and visiting Master Bens' retreat house, none  of the slaves had 
ever spent the night inside of the house. But nights at the  'retreat house' 
might be just another story to think about (G ).

It  took several minutes before the slaves under the beds, slid out and sat 
on the  beds with the other slaves. With hushed voices they talked amongst 
themselves,  except of course Mike and Adam. Adam was so humiliated, by being led 
around by  his ass that he prayed that everyone would soon forget how they saw 
him just  minutes earlier. It took a great deal of effort for the four older 
slaves not to  manipulate their cocks or to have another slave suck them off. 
Perhaps they were  worried about being caught in some sexual act. 

The main topic of  conversation seemed to focus on all of their nuts being 
weighted down. Now, a  bit of reality seemed to kick in as the four slaves 
finally were getting the  whole picture. If their balls were being stretched just 
like the four new  slaves, then they too would be going to the farm and they 
also would be getting  ringed just like them. As 'brave' has they had been, up 
till now, the four were  getting nervous. Nervous enough to begin asking 
questions about getting body  piercings. Seeing someone else get a ring through 
their nose is one thing, but  having to now think about their own septum ring was 
another thing all  together.

It didn't take long before there were four active  bladders which needed to 
use Mike's open mouth. One by one they climbed onto his  bed, straddling his 
bound body and placed their dick inside the open hole;  releasing stream after 
stream of hot, salty piss.

When the last  cock was done pissing, Mike simply broke down and cried 
himself to sleep, as the  others drifted off into their own personal dream world; 
with the 'pup' thinking  only of his brother Dan.

Adam could only think about his new  master, and what lay ahead for him the 
next day. Is this what it takes to become  a good master; learning the skills 
from the bottom up?

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