Sockluver

The Resort

Chapters 16-17

Chapter 16

"Come on Luke, wake up." Was the first thing Luke heard. "If we are late for punishment we will really get it. Put on the punishment clothes and let's go."

"OK, OK,Thanks Nick," Luke replied. He was now feeling sick to his stomach. He was disgusted with himself for what he had done the previous night, and now he was going to get punished along with his new friends. He put on his punishment clothes that Nick had pulled out for him. His outfit consisted of a navy blue speedo (about a size too small), blue ankle socks and black sport sandals. He noticed Nick was wearing a white speedo with white ankle socks. Together the two boys headed to the punishment room. Luke asked Nicholas what he thought was going to happen to them, but Nick replied that punishment was almost never the same.

Just outside the door to the punishment room, they met up with Kent, who was wearing a red speedo and socks. When Luke saw him, he thought of the movie from the previous night where Nicholas was giving the young Aussie teenager a cum facial! He also thought of the ecstasy that he felt when he had his own cock buried deep in his cute little butt. Luke's cock started to stir at the memory, casing his tight little speedo to tent out embarrassingly.

Nicholas noticed this immediately and said, "Hey you two must have had a good time together last night. Kent's a hot little piece of ass isn't he Luke?"

Both Luke and Kent immediately blushed bright red and Luke looked down at his feet in shame. "Nick, I wish you wouldn't talk about that kind of stuff."

"Why not? Your cock don't lie dude! Look at your hardon, you see Kent here in his tight little suit and it makes you want to fuck him. Nothing wrong with that!" Nick replied. Deep down Luke knew that Nick was right, or at least right about wanting to fuck Kent again. He was confused about why he felt that way. He had little time to think of this now however, as they had all arrived at the punishment room.

Luke was the last of the three to enter the room, he was biting his lower lip trying not to tremble when he saw that Dalton and Bobby were there waiting for them. Luke heard Nick mumble something under his breath. Kent's knees started to knock together when he saw that the senior trustee was going to administer their punishment.

"Well what do we have here Bobby?" Dalton started. "Three little queerboys who can't follow a few simple rules. I guess we will have to remind them." With a sneer he told the three to line up abreast with Kent in the middle of the two bigger teens and to put their hands behind their heads. He walked up to Luke first, "Blondie we just get you trained, and you get in trouble the first day. Of course Latin Lover over here should have made sure you looked presentable shouldn't you have Nicholas?" Before Nick could reply, Dalton continued, "and finally we get to Kenthington here, causing a disturbance in the dining hall and ruining a uniform. When are you going to learn to look where you are going you stupid ass? You walk like a fucking girl!"

The words bit into poor Kent, whose bottom lip was now sticking out as he pouted. He was terrified of these two trustees ever since his first hell nights on the island. "Sir, somebody tripped me!" He squeaked out in a trembling voice.

"Don't give me that crap, you just got extra for that remark! Either of you have anything they want to say?" Dalton asked. Both Nicholas and Luke fired back a 'No sir,' so they wouldn't get the trustee more worked up than he already was. Luke felt his hands being forced behind him, and realized that Bobby was handcuffing him. Nicholas was cuffed as well, but they left Kent alone.

"Very good Bobby," Dalton continued, "now both of you get on your knees and start on my boots."

Both Luke and Nick knew the drill, and went to their knees, awkwardly because of their hands being cuffed, and started their tongues on Dalton's Doc Martins. The trustee loved the power he had over the slaves and the sight of the scantily clad teens slobbering over his boots, caused his groin to stir.

Bobby was enjoying the show as well and went to Kent and whispered in his ear, "take off your speedo, cutie, we have some special plans for you."

Kent didn't like the sound of that at all, but knew better than to argue or resist. With trembling hands he lowered the small red garment down off his hips and over his knocking knees, then stepped out of them. Bobby leered over the now naked Kent, save for his red socks and sandals. Bobby then told Kent to get over and start rubbing Luke and Nick's crotches. The Aussie teen got on his knees and stuck a hand between each of the bootlicking slave boy's legs and started to rub their nylon-imprisoned dicks.

Luke got a jolt when he felt the hand manipulating his cock. His speedo started to tent out as Nick massaged his dong while he continued to lick all over the now shiny black boot. He let out a small moan and imagined it was having the same effect on his fellow bootlicker next to him. Dalton was now really getting off on this as he looked down at the three slaves. He reached down and grabbed Luke and Nick's necks and pulled them up.

"Blondie, start getting sissy boys pussy nice and wet for me," Dalton said while unzipping his pants, "and Nick, start sucking and you better get it nice and slippery if you care for your little down under lover there."

With eyes that showed pure hatred at Dalton, Nick got on his knees in front the trustee and started and wrapped his lips around his already half erect dick and started to run his tongue all over it. Meanwhile, Bobby led Luke over to Nick who he had leaned over a bench and shoved his face into his butt. Luke started to immediately lick around Nicks puckered love ring. Nick, whose face was now very red, started to squeal as he felt Luke's hot tongue swirl around his anus. His soft three incher [7½ cm] began to stir to life as he started to move his ass around while he got the rimming. Luke's cock, to his chagrin, was also now straining the limits of his undersized blue speedo. Nick on the other hand, was not aroused, only angry at having to suck off the trustee he hated most. Still he was apparently doing a great job, as Dalton's cock was now at full size and bouncing off the back of Nick's throat while he face fucked the slave.

"OK, I'm ready now," Dalton said as he pushed Nick aside and walked over to the other pair. "Out of the way Blondie." With that he shoved Luke aside and started rubbing his cock head up and down Nick's ass lips. "You want this don't you boy?" He asked Kent.

Kent hated this. While he was horny from the rim job he had just got, he didn't want Dalton's huge cock in him. He also knew though, that he had no choice and had to answer. "Yes sir, I want it."

"What do you want boy? You want my dick inside your little sissy ass?"

"Yes sir, I want your cock in my bum."

"Not your bum, you little down under queer, in you sissy ass! Ask me to put my cock in your sissy ass!"

"P-please put your cock in my little sissy ass."

"That's better. Since you asked so nicely, I will do you the honor of having my cock inside you, you little fuck slut." With that Dalton pushed his spit wet helmet into Kent's saliva coated rosebud.

Kent let out a whimper in between the sobs of humiliation for having to say those things in front of his friends. While he was well used to getting fucked, and it didn't hurt physically, he hated the way Dalton could just push his buttons so well. Soon he felt the trustees cock sliding more and more into his shit chute, and felt the much larger boys hands grab his waist and start to pull himself in even more.

"Yeah, nice tight sissy pussy you got Kent." Dalton was saying as he worked himself toward climax.

Meanwhile, Bobby had Luke and Nick, standing next to each other and watching the show. As much as Nick hated Dalton, the sight of Kent bent over and talking all that trash did have an effect on him. Both he and Luke were sporting tents in their speedos from the live sex show going on before them. Matters got worse when Bobby started rubbing his hand all over their bulges. He then pulled the front of their suits down under their balls, so both of their erections sprang free. Next Bobby coated his hands in warm oil and started to stroke both of the slaves now drooling teen dicks.

"Whoever spunks first wins," Bobby said to them, not mentioning what they would win of course.

Although they liked each other, neither boy wanted to lose. Who knew what else these bastards had in mind! Bobby was an expert with his hands of course, and had both teens crazy with lust in a matter of seconds as his oil slick hands worked the cuffed teens aching hard cocks. Luke and Nick both were rocking their hips trying to fuck the junior trustee's hand that was wrapped around their slick cum rockets. When they heard Dalton let out a loud groan as he fired his seed deep into Kent's fuck tunnel that was the last straw. Both teens as if on command started firing gobs of hot teen juice out of their dicks.

Bobby stood up and wiped his hands off on Luke and Nick's chests. "It seems we have a tie, hmm."

Dalton, who had Kent cleaning his own butt slime off his cock with his mouth, spoke up. "Who shot further?"

"Great idea sir!" Chirped Bobby who looked at the stains on the floor. "Looks like our Latin lover has a more powerful gun the Blondie here." Noting that Nick had shot his was nearly a foot [30 cm] farther than Luke. "OK, you are the winner Nicholas. You get to go eat Dalton's cum out of Kent's pussy." He undid Nick's handcuffs and told him to get at it.

Dalton was zipping his shorts back up by now. "When you get his ass clean, get in the shower, we have to get you cleaned up to take you to the dungeon."

All three boys froze at this and looked at Dalton, who had an evil grin on his face. "Oh, didn't I mention it? You three are going to be very special entertainment. The Master wants to make a new movie to sell to the guests and you are the stars along another special attraction. So Nick, hurry up and eat out that boy cunt and get cleaned up."

Everyone stared at Nick as he slurped up the goo out of Kent's butt. Kent was still hard, since he didn't get to cum. Bobby had a bulge in his shorts as well, but didn't seem to mind for of course he knew what was in store for the hapless punishment boys. Luke tried not to look, and was mostly preoccupied with thoughts of the dungeon to pay much attention anyway. When Nick had sucked Kent's butt clean, he stood up, with fuck slime all over his lips and a string of cum hanging off of his nose. Luke's handcuffs were removed, and all three were ordered to strip completely and get in the showers.

Once all three were completely nude, they got under the one showerhead and helped clean each other off. Luke tenderly washed off Nick's face and told him he was sorry he had got him here in the fist place. Nick told him not to worry and all three stole a hug quickly before getting out of the shower and facing up to what was in store for them.

Bobby was waiting for them with clean socks for each to put on. They were white tube socks with blue stripes on the top of them. Once the boys had them pulled on they were handed their shoes which were black military style jump boots. After putting the boots on, they discovered that the soles of them had metal taps attached to them. They thought this odd, but didn't dare question anything.

"Very nice, now all three of you go to the bench get on your knees and spread you ass cheeks apart," Bobby ordered.

They did as they were told. Soon Luke felt Bobby jamming something up his butt. It had the familiar feel of a buttplug, but something felt odd about it. When they were ordered to stand, he knew why. The butt plugs all had about a foot long tail, of what looked like horse hair attached to them, giving the effect of all three boys looking like they had tails! Next Bobby started attaching leather harnesses to all three boys. The harness started with a collar and had a strap ran down their back to a waist belt, that also had a cock ring attached to it. The final attachment was a strap that ran between their legs with a whole in it that secured the butt plug/tail firmly in place. They were then told to walk outside.

'Oh shit, I can't go outside in this getup!' thought Luke. He was sure the others felt the same, especially Kent, whose bright pink cheeks showed how he felt about the whole thing. Dalton was waiting for them outside next to what looked like a chariot.

"Ah, good, I see you have our chariot ponies ready!" said Dalton. "Lets get them harness to the chariot Bobby."

"You can't be serious!" screamed Nick. "There is no fucking way 3;"

He was cut off by a viscous slap to his cheek with a riding crop!

Dalton, who had just hit him hissed, "You have no say in the matter. You are being punished, but that obviously means nothing to you as usual, so the next time you say anything that I don't want to here, I am going to take it out on your little sissy friend here!" Pointing to a terrified Kent.

Nick new he was beaten. He could take anything these fuckers could give to him, but he really had a soft spot for Kent, and didn't want him hurt anymore then he would already have to. "Sorry sir, I will do what you say," he whispered back in barely concealed contempt.

"That's better, hook them up Bobby."

The three were led to the chariot. They were arranged in a triangle with Kent being the lead, and Luke and Nick behind him side by side. The older bigger boys wrists were put into cuffs that were attached to a cross bar that they would use to push on. Kent would be used mainly to steer the pushing boys in the right direction, so he was just hooked up with leather straps to his chest harness. Next Bobby placed Kent in a head harness that contained a hard rubber bit connecting him to the reigns. All three boys and blinders placed on them, restricting their vision to only what was directly in front of them. A big-feathered plume was stuck in Kent's head harness to complete the ensemble. Luke wanted to die of shame, but he felt even worse for poor Kent out in front like that.

Dalton spoke, "Listen up pony boys, I put klutz out front to steer, hoping he will learn to walk without falling down. Just follow where the direction that I pull on the bit, and if you fuck up, you will feel it!" With that he cracked his whip in the air, and the three ponies started pulling Dalton and Bobby down the road toward the main hotel.

Luke realized now what the taps on the boots were for. As they trotted down the road, the clacking noised make them sound indeed like horses. To his horror they were being led right to the main resort area where dozens of guests and other slave boys more fortunate then he were lounging about. All the guests took one look at the approaching spectacle and started applauding, and whistling at them. Even some of their fellow slaves laughed at them. Luke couldn't help it; he started crying from shame and humiliation. Up front, Nick was even more humiliated, as his dick was pointing strait out for all to see. He couldn't help it, the prostate massage he was getting from his plug/tail, was driving him wild, but everyone was laughing and pointing at him! He started to cry as well, and when he did, he stumbled a bit, which in turn got him an expertly aimed crack of the whip right on his butt. He yelped into his bit, and concentrated on steering the chariot in the right direction. All three boys were sweating now, their tan skin shining in the bright tropical sunlight. Dalton made them circle the compound three times; ensuring everyone got a good look at them, before steering them for an unfamiliar area of the island. He halted them in front of a small entrance to an underground area. Bobby undid them from the chariot and led them through the small doors to a spiral staircase. They descended into the dungeon.

What they saw frightened them. Like all the other punishment rooms and guestrooms, there was the standard bondage equipment everywhere, but this place just had a different feel. Even the smell was different. It smelled evil. Luke then noticed movement in the corner. There, tied to a cross on the wall was Danny! My god! What had they done to him?

Danny, who had been kept in a drugged out slumber for the last few days, was finally becoming coherent. He remembered the horrible night when they put the ring in his dick, and his titties, but the next was hazy. He was aware tough, when they woke him briefly to pierce his tongue with a stud, before he drifted off again, only to awake yesterday in this dank place. He was sore and scared and disgusted with himself all at the same time. They had left him tied here, in a diaper against the wall and made his mess himself for their amusement, all the while playing with his nipple rings, and rubbing his cock through the dirty diaper, but never giving him the release that his cum filled nuts desired. The door opened and he saw the little prick Bobby come in with Dalton and three slaves. He didn't know the first two, but his heart leapt when he recognized Luke! Finally, someone he knew!

"Welcome lads, we have been expecting you," said the voice that put chills down the spine of all the slaves of the island. "Let's get started shall we," White continued. "Nicholas, get Kenthington completely nude if you would be so kind and then help Bobby secure him to the foot stalks. Dalton, undo Daniel from the cross so Luke can remove his diaper and clean him up."

"Yes master," all the slaves responded and set into action.

Nick unhooked all the leather form Kent and gave him a gentle squeeze on the shoulder, "hang in their buddy, it will all be over tonight."

Kent felt a little better from that, but not much. When Nick pulled the buttplug out of him, Kent gave a yelp, to which Bobby inserted the plug in his mouth and told him to get his ass slime off of it. He was next led to a narrow table that he was laid out on where Bobby had Nick remove Kent's shoes and socks. His ankles were next secured in the foot stocks and his arms locked over his head. He could not move his legs at all. He was afraid and tears ran down his face as he tried not to gag on the taste of his own butt that was in his mouth.

On the other side of the room, Danny was laid out on a small table while Luke removed his diaper and washed the filth away with a sponge and bucket that Dalton had given him. His eyes grew bigger when he saw the, what looked to him, giant silver ring running through his piss slit as he washed the red heads penis. "Oh god Danny, I was so scared for you, I'm so sorry they did all this to you." Luke was on the verge of tears.

"It's OK Luke its not your fault, I'm just glad you're here," Danny responded, still trying to get used to talking with the stud in his mouth. "What's with the tail hanging out of your rear end?"

Luke had forgotten about that with the shock of seeing his pin cushioned friend. He blushed and said, "I'd rather not get into that right now, here roll over and let me clean you down there." Danny rolled over and felt almost human again as the filth was washed form him.

"Very well," said White, "for the first punishment, we shall start with our young Australian vagabond, 14 year old Kenthington." He was obviously speaking for the benefit of the many discretely placed cameras in the room. "Bobby wheel over the machine if you please, and the rest of you gather around."

Kent hated being singled out like this, and got even more nervous with all the people right around where he was tied to the table. He got even more anxious when he saw Bobby wheel up the same type of machine that had been used on Luke and him the other night in the guest room. The one that sucked him off and he lost because he didn't cum as much as Luke.

"I found out from a reliable source that the young lad here is quite ticklish on his feet. Nicholas, since I have grown tired of trying to whip any sense into you; your punishment is to help punish Kenthington here. You will tickle his feet with no mercy until I decide he has had enough. If you don't co-operate, I will be forced to consider harsher punishment for both of you. Do you understand?"

Knowing very well how cruel tickle torture can be, but afraid of what would happen to both of them if he didn't do as he was told, he answered, "Yes master."

Kent started panting at just the thought. Last night was horrible! He had wet himself! His toes were curling with anticipation and he closed his eyes, when he heard White speak again.

"Oh yes, how silly of me, I almost forgot. I also want to see how much semen you can produce while being stimulated in two places at once. Daniel lets see what Kenthington thinks of your new tongue stud and get his penis erect with your mouth please."

Danny immediately leaned over and took Kent's soft three-inch [7½ cm] cut piece of Australian tenderloin into his mouth and started sucking on it. As much as Danny hated to admit it, he had missed all the sex he had gotten used to here, and this little tan cutie pie was hot! Kent for his part soon forgot about the upcoming tickling and moaned in pleasure at the exotic sensation of the stud running up and down his ridge. All the pent up lust from earlier in the day came boiling to the surface, and in no time he was moaning in desire. He couldn't hold back any longer, with a scream that caused him to spit the buttplug out his now erect little cum rocket fired into the just as horny Danny's mouth. He was getting ready to swallow when White ordered him to keep it all in his mouth.

"Very good Daniel. Please go give Kenthington's seed to Nicholas, who will be glad to swallow it all."

Danny followed the instructions and walked over to the Mexican looking slave that he also hadn't met yet. He nervously put his lips to Nick's, who opened his mouth and started to draw Kent's spunk form his mouth. Danny was now rock hard. This guy knew how to kiss! Danny who had not orgasmed in over three days, started kissing back hard and grabbed Nicks butt cheeks, pulling them together to rub his cock on the other boys.

White noticed this but did nothing to stop the oversexed red head. "Since you have behaved Daniel, I will allow you to fuck Nicholas here. We can see how well your Prince Albert will hold out."

Danny heard this and looked into Nick's eyes. He wanted to fuck so badly he was going to explode, but he didn't want to force himself on anyone. Nick made it easier by winking at him as if to say he didn't mind. He looked forward to talking to this guy when he had the chance, but right now he had more immediate needs. He turned Nick around and yanked the tail out with one pull, and replaced it with his pale pleasure missile. Danny was out of control with lust as he attacked Nick's rear end with gusto. It only took a few minutes before the three-day supply of built up Danny juice boiled out of his balls and shot deep into Nick's cum dump of an ass. "OOOOHHHHHHH," he screamed as the orgasm shook him to his bones. He dropped back, pulling his slimy cock out of Nick, who now had a generous supply of fuck juice running down the back of his legs.

"Bravo Daniel," White said "Now go with Bobby for your new clothes while we finish setting up our young friend here."

It was obvious to Nick that he was going to be left with Danny's fuck sauce all over him. Luke's friend was a hot little number he thought to himself, and that dick ring felt wild in his ass! In different circumstances he would really like to get in on with him, but for now, he just felt sorry for what he was about to be forced to do to poor Kent.

Kent, who had a minute of pleasure with his blowjob, was now back to being afraid, as White hooked the evil looking tube over his still hard Aussie cock. "Kenthington, I am curious to see just how many times you can shoot in a row before you are dry. The machine will continue to stimulate you until you can no longer achieve a wet orgasm. Nicholas please start to tickle his feet now if you will."

Kent was begging and pleading now, "Please master, I won't trip again I promise, EEEHHG, HA HA HA HA OH GOD STOP HEHEHE OOOHHH."

The tickling had started. His feet were curled as much as the stocks allowed them, but there was no escape. Then the tube around his cock heated up, and started sucking him. The sensation was incredible. He was breathing in gasps and crying and begging for Nick to stop, but the sucking on his cock was non-stop and the tickling was bringing tears to his eyes!

It was also brining tears to Nick's eyes. The tough, proud to be gay youth's heart melted at what he was doing to poor Kent. He wanted to stop desperately, but was afraid they would do to Kent if he did. So he kept at it, running his fingernails up and down the soles the squealing boy's feet. He noticed Kent's eyes roll into the back of his head and squeal with the first orgasm! This went on for another thirty minutes or so, with Kent out of his mind screaming. He had not only orgasmed twice more already but had emptied his bladder into the evil machine.

Nick couldn't take it any more and broke down crying on the floor. "I can't do it any more, I just can't," he sobbed. "Please do anything you want to me, but don't take it out on Kent, you killing him Please, I will do anything!"

White smiled, knowing that he had won again. "Very well Nicholas, You may stop tickling him."

Nicholas just lay on the floor weeping.

Kent breathed a sight of relief. He was momentarily happy, until he felt the relentless sucking continue on his already sore dick! He had already cum three times in under an hour, and he knew he couldn't take much more! The machine didn't care though and just kept on sucking, caressing, and stimulating him. Then he noticed the monitor in the ceiling over his table, White came over and placed headphones on him and the movies started.

Dalton pulled Luke aside, "Get naked Blondie," and pulled the tail out of him.

"Ouch 3;Yes sir."

When he was completely nude, he was led to a set of hanging manacles, and had his arms locked in place and winched up high over his head. Dalton left him there to go enjoy the show unfolding on the other side of the room. Luke wondered what they had in mind for him when Bobby returned to the room with Danny.

White told Dalton, that he was free to take Nicholas back to his room and enjoy him for the rest to the night. "Thank you very much master," and with that he dressed Nick in a white G-string and white tennis Vans and ankle socks and headed back for a night of sex with the guy he most hated on the island. Nick didn't care though, he had spared Kent some pain, and that was worth what he would have to endure tonight. Of course he had two more nights of punishment coming 3;

Danny was now wearing a black rubber half T-shirt that stopped above his navel, with holes cut out for his ringed nipples, and rubber short pants that had holes for his PA'd cock and his ass hole. Black ankle high boots and white knee socks completed the ensemble. Bobby whispered something in his ear and Danny nodded. He walked to where Luke was tied up and placed a collar around Luke's neck, then whispered, they are making me do this Luke."

"Its all right dude," Luke answered.

Danny started running his studded tongue over Luke's left nipple, causing it to swell in his mouth, at the same time he started to play with the other one with his hand. Luke starting purring with delight, even as his wrists were getting numb from being suspended so high. Suddenly the pleasure was replace by a sharp sting as the teeth of a nipple clamp were applied.

"OUCH!" he squealed.

"Gag him!" Bobby ordered.

Luke had a rubber penis gag shoved into his mouth and tightened, before having the second tit clamp applied. He winced when Bobby came up a flicked them to ensure Danny wasn't cheating any. Next Danny got on his knees and started to suck on Luke's cock. The sensation was wonderful, as the now almost expert cocksucker went to town, getting Luke rock hard in a matter of seconds. Danny ran his tongue stud over Luke's piss slit and his cock gave a little spasm, and precum started to flow. All to soon for Luke though the pleasure stopped. He looked down and saw Danny fashioning an evil looking cock cage ball spreader onto him, leaving his engorged penis sticking straight out and his cum filled balls stuck out to the side and vulnerable. He next clamped a spreader bar to his ankles leaving his legs forced about three feet [90 cm] apart. Luke was now frightened, as he couldn't move at all. He heard Kent screaming across the room for them to please turn the machine off, but no one was listening to the poor boy, who's now ultra sensitive cock was on its fifth orgasm.

Luke's attention was brought back on himself though, as Danny, who seemed almost in a trance attached weights to the nipple clamps, causing Luke to yell into his gag as they pulled down on his extended nips. Bobby then handed a leather riding crop to Danny.

"Do I have to sir?" pleaded Danny

White spoke suddenly, "Yes Daniel, you are to be the new dungeon boy here, and you have to get used to punishing boys in this dungeon, that is to be your job from now on so get used to it. Luke here was caught not wearing his stocking properly so he must face the consequences of his careless behavior. If you do well here Daniel, I have high hopes for your future here, you have qualities that I like in a young lad."

Not knowing how to take praise from such a monster, Danny thought it best just to comply and not say anything other than "Yes master." He took the crop from Bobby and looked and Luke. Their eyes locked for a moment, and then Luke just slowly closed his eyes, waiting for the inevitable. Danny raised the crop and brought it down half heartedly onto Luke's thigh, just next to his cock. Danny winced when he saw Luke wreathe in his bonds.

"Daniel, you are to use full force when you strike him, or he won't be afraid of punishment. It is supposed to hurt."

"Yes master." This time, Danny closed his eyes and brought the crop down full force on the opposite thigh, leaving a red mark.

"Very good Daniel, continue please."

Danny started to slap Luke all over with the crop, while White and Bobby egged him on; soon he forgot what he was doing and just started to get into the whipping. He was walking all around the suspended boy leaving no part of his exposed naked body untouched, including his cock. He was starting to get hard from the power he felt over his friend. It was strange and frightening, but he couldn't help it. When White said that Luke had had enough, Danny's dick was sticking straight out of his tight rubber shorts.

"Excellent Daniel, Luke will now remember his punishment, as a reward, you may fuck Luke now, and Bobby, go unhook poor Kenthington from the machine, I'm sure he is long dry. You may fuck him as well."

Bobby almost ran over to Kent, who by this time was in near hysterics. The machine wouldn't stop on his sore dick, he was dry orgasming and it hurt and was driving him crazy. Even if he didn't watch the movie over his head, he couldn't close his ears. The movies were the same as last night, showing his first hell night on the island. Suddenly the headphones were ripped off his head and he saw Bobby undoing the evil machine. He rolled off the table onto the ground grabbing his sore dick.

Danny wasted no time. He was so hot at the sight of Luke's tight suspended body that he went up to him and jammed his cock into him. The whole timed he fucked him he was just mumbling "I'm sorry Luke, I'm sorry Luke, I can't help it."

Luke was crying as well. This wasn't the Danny he knew they were screwing up his mind. There was no love in this attack on him, just raw animal lust from Danny. The Prince Albert ring in Danny's cock was tearing into Luke's un-lubricated butt, causing more pain in addition to the cropping he just received. But more than the physical pain was the fact of what they had done to his friend. Danny grabbed the weights on Luke's tit clamps, and just as he came inside Luke's bowels, he fell back pulling the clamps of with him. Luke screamed into the gag, as Danny just sunk to his knees, holding his still leaking cock in his hand and whimpering.

"Nice show Daniel," White said, "Now unhook him and bring him over to the cage."

Over on the other side of the room, Bobby had his shorts around his ankles, and Kent bent over the table he was recently laying on. Bobby had a whole day's built up lust from watching everything and not touching his constantly hard prick, and he was now taking it out on Kent's pleasure cave. Kent was just so relieved from being released from the tickling and the vile machine that he barely noticed he was being fucked. Bobby didn't care though; Kent's tight little boy pussy was good enough for him. He pounded the tan little cheeks for all they were worth until he squealed and pumped a good sized teen load into Kent. He pulled out, and rubbed the slime off his dick on the incoherent Aussie boys ass cheeks, then pulled his pants back up.

Danny was bringing a now totally naked Luke over to a small cage in the corner and pushed him inside. Bobby followed and shoved Kent in after him. There was barely enough room for both of them to lie inside it. Kent just huddled up into the protective arms of the bigger Luke, silently sobbing. "I want to go home," into Luke's chest. Luke did his best to comfort the cute little guy as he thought much the same thing, wondering how they could ever get out of this living nightmare.

When he thought it was safe to do so, Danny leaned over the bars and whispered, "Please forgive me Luke, I can't help myself, they have done something to me." Luke just nodded to him, still angry and hurt for what he had just done to him, but deep down he knew it wasn't Danny's fault. It wasn't any of their faults, even Dalton or Bobby; it was the fault of all the monsters behind the running of this place. Especially White. When the blanket was thrown over their cage, he just lay back and whispered to Kent. "It will be all right Kent, It will be all right" He fell asleep cradling the younger frightened slave boy.

"Leave them here for the night, and release them back into service in the morning," instructed White as he walked out of the room. He had arrangements to make. He hoped Dalton was enjoying his last night on the island 3;

Chapter 17
The conclusion!

With a sullen look, Nick went over and started to unlace the shiny black Doc Martins that he had given a tongue bath to earlier. Dalton enjoyed the view of the light brown skinned youth bent over at his feet. The white thong he had Nick wearing really set off his complexion Dalton thought to himself. He started to rub Nicks back as he pulled off the first boot. His shorts were already tightening at the thought of having this Latin teens stud at his mercy for the whole night! The next boot was soon off, and he told Nick to stand up and present himself.

Nick knew the drill well. He stood up and put his hands behind his head and his legs apart and looked straight ahead. Dalton stood in front of him and started to undress himself, all the while staring at Nick's near naked body. Even though Nick hated Dalton, he had to admit that he was a great looking young man, as he watched the senior trustee strip his uniform off his tanned muscled body. Soon, Dalton was standing in front of him wearing nothing but a white jockstrap. Nick noticed the large bulge in the pouch of the jock as Dalton walked behind him, out of his view. He soon felt Dalton's palms start rubbing over his nipples and his warm breath on the back of his neck; Nick's own groin gave an involuntary stir. He next felt Dalton's cotton covered package start to rub up and down against his ass, pressing the little string of cloth he was wearing deeper into his butt crack. Despite himself, his nipples were now hard little brown nubs, and he had a small stain in the front of his white G-string. Dalton knew how to push his buttons!

Dalton whispered into Nick's ear, "You know, I have been lonely since they took Timmy away from me." He licked Nick's earlobe causing the brown youth to shudder. "I could make life a lot easier for you here. I know you're a faggot. I could arrange for you to have any boy you wanted here." Dalton's left hand went down to Nick's navel, while his right continued the nipple massage. "You would look awful good in a trustee uniform Nicholas." He licked the back of Nick's neck. "No more punishment, and you could move in here with me." His left hand moved to the now aroused Latin youth's, white nylon covered erection, and started a very sensual massage. "I have always wanted you Nick. Timmy was all right, but I think I could love you." His tongue ran along Nick's spine, while the pressure increased on his chest and his crotch. "You could be my boy, and I could watch out for you, while we both had fun! How does that sound Nick? God you are a hot dude!" Dalton's voice was almost pleading!

Nick didn't know what to think. He hated Dalton, or he thought he did until just now. He didn't know what to make of this latest development. He fully expected to be brutally raped by the ass hole trustee, who had been nothing but cruel to him since that horrible day he was dumped off the airplane, and shoved into a cell with Kent. Now the kid he most hated on the island was being so gentle with him, and so arousing, that he couldn't think straight. Dalton pushed him back onto the bed, so that his legs were hanging over the side. He felt Dalton's mouth cover the small pouch of his G-string, and his tongue working over his rapidly expanding penis. He let out a whimper.

Dalton was losing control himself. He hadn't sucked anyone other than Mr. White off in years. Hell he didn't have to! He could make any kid on the island do anything he wanted, but Nick was different. Something about this kid was different. Maybe because he wasn't afraid of him, he didn't know, but he wanted Nick to want to be with him. He pulled the now transparent white G-string down Nick' smooth brown legs, over the socks and shoes and tossed it on the floor. Nick's erection was now pointing at the ceiling. Dalton now laid his head on Nick's right thigh, and gently blew on the confused, but very aroused slave boy's erect manhood, while he gently played with his tight brown hairless sack. A drop of precum appeared out of Nick's piss slit. Dalton wiped it off with his index finger, and held it up to Nick's lips. Without even thinking about it, Nick started to suck Dalton's finger. This aroused the trustee even more, and he ran his tongue from the bass of Nick's now throbbing member, up the ridge to his brown mushroom like head, and then placed his whole mouth over the erection, and slowly sank his hot wet mouth onto Nick, swallowing him whole.

"MMMmmm, Oh man," panted Nick, as he felt Dalton go down on him. He started to thrust his hips into Dalton's mouth. This can't be happening he thought. This prick had been nothing but a sadistic prick since he met him, and now he is being so tender with him. He felt Dalton's spit slick finger start to work its way into his ass. He spread his legs wider to accommodate him. Soon he felt the finger massaging that magic spot. He started to buck wildly now, as lust took over. Dalton started playing with his ball sack while he finger fucked him, and he had Nicks cock all the way inside his mouth, sucking him like there was no tomorrow!

"Oh fuck Sir 3; I'm going to cum sir! I can't hold it!" Nick screamed. Dalton just kept at it. "AIYEEEE" Nick's thighs clamped around Dalton's head, and he started pumping a hot load of fuck sauce into Dalton's vacuum like mouth.

Dalton sucked Nicholas dry, keeping his mouth over the young Latin's dick until it wilted in his mouth. He crawled up from between Nick's legs and straddled the prone boy. He brought his mouth down onto Nick's and they kissed deeply, with Nick, tasting himself on Dalton's tongue. Dalton got up, and looked into Nick's eyes. "Well, would you like to move in with me?"

Nick was torn. He saw a different side of Dalton tonight, and thought he may be able to like him after all, but become a trustee? No way. He couldn't treat others teens like that. Still he had enjoyed this night so far and didn't want to incur the wrath he new Dalton was capable of. "Sir, I would have to think about it." He hoped that would buy him some time, but he saw a strange look come over Dalton's face.

"Think about it! What the fuck is there to think about! You had the chance to be with me! The senior trustee and you want to think about it! I thought you might be different, but I can see you're just like all the other little fuckwads here. You just blew your chance faggot!" Tears of rage were flying off a Dalton's face as he spit the words out of his mouth like venom! Nick got really scared all of a sudden. It looked like Dalton was almost crazy. "I gave you the chance of your lifetime. I was nice to you! I sucked you off! I wanted you to love me!" He was crying now.

Nick was getting very afraid. "Sir please, I didn't 3;"

"Shut the fuck up! Shut up, Shut up, Shut up 3; here!" Dalton ripped off his jock and shoved it into Nick's mouth. He quickly grabbed some rope out of his drawer, and started tying the frightened slave to the bed. His wrists were drawn over his head and secured to the corners of the bed. Dalton grabbed one of his long green socks, and tied it around Nick's head, securing the sweaty, precum stained, jock in Nick's mouth. Dalton grabbed the Van's sneakers on Nick's feet and yanked them off, leaving the tied up boy wearing only white Nike ankle socks. He next tied a rope just under each of Nick's knees, and fastened them over the headboard of the bed, effectively pulling Nick's legs back to his shoulders, making his butt very vulnerable. Dalton's cock, which had softened during his tirade, started to come to life again as he completed his handy work with the ropes. "You're just like all the rest, so you get treated like all the rest, cum bucket!"

Nick looked up to the crazy eyes off his tormentor, and he knew what was coming. He closed his eyes and waited for the rape of his ass to begin 3;

In his office, White put the secure phone down. Excellent, he thought to himself. A cool million-dollar profit and he would be rid of two problems. Dalton needed to go, he was getting too smart for his own good, and that could be dangerous. He threw Nicholas into the deal, as he was tired of the defiant slave, who always seemed to be starting trouble. The private plane was due in four hours that would pick up the two slaves, and deliver them to their new home at the South African estate of one of his clients. His client's agent was already on the island, enjoying himself before he escorted his boss's latest acquisitions back home. The fact that he like to make his slave boys eunuchs, didn't bother White in the least. He thought of his slaves as property, and as a property owner, you were entitled to do as you wished. He would need a new trustee of course, and he decided he knew who it would be. He picked up the in house phone and called Michael and Bobby, and gave them their instructions. After his new trustee got his uniform, he would meet them all at the Seaplane dock, to take delivery of two more new boys. Yes this would be a grand day indeed!

Luke woke up after a few hours sleep, with Kent still cuddled up against him. The steady breathing of his young Australian friend felt reassuring to Luke. He hugged the smaller boy even tighter against him and tried to go back to sleep, but suddenly there was noise and protesting coming into the dungeon.

"Let me go! Please I will do better, don't make me come in here Pleeeassse!"

Luke knew the voice all too well. It was Timmy! The blanket over their cage was removed, and Luke blinked as the bright light flooded the cage. Kent stirred from his slumber as well. They saw Michael and Bobby holding Timmy, who, still dressed as a girl, was struggling with them. Michael slapped Timmy on the face and he stopped struggling. He allowed himself to be chained up by his wrists, so he was practically on his tiptoes. Michael told Danny to open up the cage, and told the two naked slaves to get out.

"There has been a slight change in plans," Michael began. "Luke, go take a shower, and make sure you get nice and clean. Take your time."

"Yes sir," a very confused Luke answered. He was allowed into a private shower, with hot water and plenty of soap. This was the first time since arriving that he had any form of privacy. He wondered what was going on.

Kent on the other hand, was ordered to clean himself off with cold water in a tin basin in front of all the assembled boys in the dungeon. Kent was humiliated when Danny bent Kent over and scrubbed his asshole clean with a cold wash rag, before washing his face with it. He was handed a towel to dry himself with. He was still naked when Bobby told him to go strip Timmy's clothes from him. He gave a questioning look to Michael.

"Our little whore here has gotten herself into trouble. So the Master has decided to let Danny practice on her, and figured you would be a cute replacement for our guests that like little sissy boys," Michael said. "Personally I think you will make a better looking girl then Timmy here. We won't need a wig for you!" He played with Kent's blonde hair. "Now be a good little girl, and go rip the clothes off of your sister whore!" With that he shoved the naked Kent over to quivering Timmy.

Kent was holding back his tears as Bobby gave him some scissors to cut off Timmy's blouse, and training bra. Timmy was crying openly as Kent pulled down his navy blue skirt to reveal his frilly white panties. He next removed the black and white saddle shoes and blue girls style knee socks that he been forced to wear. He now hung by his wrists wearing nothing but the little white panties.

"That's good enough for now baby doll," Michael said. "Danny start with a little warm up."

"Please, I will do anything 3;Don't do this to meeeeee!" Timmy whined.

"Yes sir," Danny said. The stripping of Timmy was enough for Danny to get excited, as everyone in the room could see. His pierced cock was sticking lewdly out of the hole in his skintight rubber shorts, as he went to pick up a cane. Danny could not figure out what had happened to him. He was not ever a violent person, but now, for reasons he couldn't figure out. He was starting to look forward to punishing slave boys. It didn't hurt that it was Timmy stretched out before him. He still remembered his treatment the morning he got here. Now he was crying and pleading for mercy in front of him. He would show mercy all right!

CRACK! The cane flew through the air and landed right at the top of Timmy's thighs, just below the leg openings of his little girl's underwear.

Timmy heard the sound of the rattan striking his tender flesh a split second before he felt it. The impact caused his body to sway forward, and he was trying to keep his footing when he felt the fire spread across the tops of his legs! "AAGH, OUUUUUCH! Oh god that hurts 3; please don't hit me again I 3;"

CRACK!

Timmy let out another screech, as he felt the next blow land right above his panties.

As if in a trance Danny started raining blows down on the twitching screaming lad. He was swinging the cane with one hand and furiously wanking on his cock with the other. Kent was mortified, as he watched welts form all over Timmy's back and legs. His panties were soon cut to ribbons, until finally Danny stopped, panting and out of breath, just having shot a huge load of jizz all over Timmy's ravaged backside! "Very good Danny!" Michael exclaimed. "Take a rest while we get Luke ready. Bobby, go get Luke and come back here, I have a surprise for you too."

"Yes sir," Bobby said, wondering what his superior had up his sleeve.

He returned with Luke, who was dry, but still naked. Michael was waiting with two packages of clothes. He handed one to each of the boys. "You probably didn't know this, but Dalton is leaving us today. The Master is rewarding him for his service, and setting him up as an agent back on the mainland. (White, of course, never told the boys the real fate of the slaves that were sold off; he liked to give them hope) So along with our sissy slut here fucking up, we have some vacancies for trustees. I am now the senior trustee, and Bobby you are hearby promoted from a junior to a full trustee. Here is your new uniform."

"All Right!" Bobby exclaimed. "Thank you sir!" He ran off to change his clothes.

"Which leaves us with who to make a junior trustee." Michael looked directly at Luke. "The master has decided to let me train you as my junior Luke. He feels you have the qualities. So I want Timmy hear to watch as you put on your new junior trustee uniform!"

Luke was mortified. How could they expect him to go along with this! He hated them and everything they stood for, but he had learned that he had no choice in anything on this island hell, so he took the package with trembling hands from Michael. Every one watched as he put on first the dark blue briefs with yellow trim, followed by the blue T-shirt. Next came the blue knee socks and shorts, followed by the uniform shirt and Doc martin shoes. He couldn't believe he was wearing this outfit! He felt like a traitor when he saw Kent glaring at him. He couldn't meet his friend's eyes.

Bobby returned, now wearing the olive drab trustee uniform with the green knee socks, and beaming from ear to ear!

"You look great in that outfit Bobby, and you too Luke. For your first official job as a trustee, I want you to pick out a nice sissy outfit and dress Kent in it," Michael said. "I have brought several items in his, excuse me, her sizes," he laughed.

Kent was pouting, with his lower lip sticking out as Luke walked slowly over to him. "I don't want to be a dumb girl!" he protested. "Please Luke, don't 3;"

CRACK! "OUCH!"

"You call him sir! He is a trustee now shit head!" Bobby had whooped Kent on his naked butt.

"Sorry sir, yes sir," said Kent, with hurt in his words that broke Luke's heart!

"Come on Kent, lets get you dressed," said Luke, taking his young charge by the hand over to the assorted clothes for him. Despite himself, Luke got a little excited at the thought of dressing his friend up. He remembered how aroused he was watching Timmy get treated like a girl. He handed Kent a pair of skimpy white silk panties. Luke noticed Danny was actively stroking his exposed cock, as he watched Kent pull on the panties over his smooth tanned body. Luke next gave Kent a pair of matching white silk stockings. Even he was now hard in his uniform shorts as he watched Kent struggle to pull them up over his thighs and get his feet properly into the unfamiliar attire. A white garter belt completed the outfit, and Michael had to help, as Luke didn't know how female clothes worked. Bobby put a string of pearls around Kent's neck, and giggled.

Kent was humiliated. He never felt so exposed in his life, even though he was wearing clothes. The way all the boys were looking at him made him even more scared. He couldn't believe Luke had made him dress this way, even though deep down he knew his friend had no choice. The one who really scared him was Danny. After watching him cane the shit out of Timmy, he didn't know what to think of him. Luke said he was a friend of his, but so far, he had been very mean to him. Now he was stroking a massive hard on that was jutting out of his kinky rubber suit, and had a look of lust in his eyes. He was splitting his looking between Kent, dressed as a slut, and Timmy, stung up, wearing only the tattered remains of girl's panties. His thoughts were broken as Bobby handed him a pair of white girl's sandals that he slipped over his nylon-clad feet.

"Very good Luke, but she still needs something 3; hmm," Michael pondered, "I know! She would look great with a little pink lipstick on those beautiful dick-sucking lips. I just happen to have some here! Paint our little girl friends lips a pretty pink Luke!"

Luke took the lipstick, and walked to where a disbelieving Kent was waiting. The look Kent had on his face was killing Luke! Still, with a trembling hand he applied the pink coloring to Kent's pouting lips. Tears were falling down Kent's face as Luke backed away, unable to look at his friend and choking back his own tears.

"Don't worry Luke, it will get easier. You will learn that all the slaves except us are just so much meat!" Michael said. "Me and you are going to go get a couple of newbies in a couple of hours, and you will see what I mean!"

Luke wanted to vomit! He couldn't believe they were making him do this, and to make things worse, he found himself momentarily excited at the thought of having power over some poor victims. He also got excited seeing Timmy chained up like he was, and he even thought how nice it would be to fuck him! What had they done to him here!

Michael spoke again, "Well get some lezbo pictures for the catalog, before we meet the plane. Kent, go over and give your girlfriend Timmy a kiss on her puny little dick." He pulled out a camera and set it up next to the chained up boy. Kent slowly walked over to Timmy, the stockings and sandals felt funny to him. He pulled the ragged panties down Timmy's legs, and put his pink painted lips over the bound slave's flaccid member, and started sucking.

Despite his pain, Timmy started responding to the velvet mouth of his fellow sissy boy. He started moaning, and his cock came to life inside Kent's mouth, as Michael clicked away with the camera. It wasn't long before he knew he was going to cum, he wrapped his legs around Kent's head, nearly suffocating the smaller Australian, sissy, putting all his weight on his shoulders. Just as he was about to cum, Danny gave him a swat with the cane on his butt, causing him to yell out and nearly choke Kent when he fired his teen slut load of boy sauce down the throat of the whore dressed cock sucker. Kent fell over, leaving a big gob of boy goo running down his chin, and Timmy spewing the rest of his load down his naked thigh.

Danny, Bobby and Michael thought this hilarious, and Luke just looked in horror. He was ashamed that the cock sucking show, until Danny had hit Timmy had turned him on. Michael picked up Kent, and said they needed to get Kent back to the main hotel for a client, and then to meet a seaplane. He told Danny to do with Timmy as he liked. Danny's dick gave a twitch when he heard that, and he stared at Timmy with a lustful look, as the other four boys left the dungeon.

Nick woke up in a fetal position. His ass was on fire from the brutal rape he had suffered at the hands of Dalton. The former senior trustee had screamed through tears of rage during the whole assault. "Why couldn't you love me!" over and over again as he pounded his cock viscously into Nick's unlubed ass hole, before pulling out and spewing cum all over his chest and face. That was the first time. Over the next few hours, he was whipped, spit on, shoved in the shower and pissed on, only to be hosed off and thrown back on the bed for another round. He almost felt more sorry for Dalton than he did for himself, as he realized the guy was having some sort of break down. He had probably never known real love in his life, and didn't know anything but force and intimidation, learned from the master of such tactics, Mr. White. Still, he was in pain and wanted to get out of here, but almost cried out loud when he remembered that he was only done with the first of three nights of punishment. He felt something twitch inside him, and realized that Dalton had passed out while still spooned inside him. He was trying to figure out how to extract himself without waking Dalton up and starting another round, when without warning the door burst open.

"What the fuck," Dalton blurted until he saw that it was Mr. White walking into his room with another man, who was quite large and wearing a black suit. "Oh, sorry master." Dalton was clearly embarrassed at being woken up with his dick inside Nicholas. He stood up off the bed and was looking for something to hide his nakedness, when White spoke."

"That is quite all right Dalton. Both of you please get in the shower and clean yourselves off. You have two minutes."

"Yes master," both boys echoed and bolted for the bathroom. Normally Dalton would never shower with another slave, but this was clearly a different situation. Both boys quickly cleaned off the previous night's juices off of them, and dried them selves off. They reappeared in front of the two men, still damp, but clean.

"Both of you place your hands behind your necks please," White said.

Nick complied instantly, but Dalton was confused. "Master, have I done 3;"

"Please comply with my instructions Dalton."

Dalton put his hands behind his neck. The other man, who had still said nothing, reached into a bag he had with him and pulled out two collars, they were made of black leather and of very heavy construction, with four metal rings attached to them. Without saying a word he went to the boys and placed a collar on each of them, and locked them in place with a padlock, for which the key went into the silent mans pocket. White went behind the two boys and placed handcuffs on both of them, and locked them to their collars via the rings.

Nick was wondering what was going on, but Dalton was on the verge of panic. How dare they put him in a collar! "Master please, if I have done something?"

"No my boy, you have done nothing, other than get too old. You have outlived your usefulness to me here on the island. You would soon start to think of ways to take over, or escape, or blackmail me, so I have sold you to Mr. DeClerke's boss here." Nodding at the silent man in black. "You were one of my favorites, my boy, but business is business, and you Nicholas, you are a fine looking boy, and a very good whore, but you cause more trouble then you are worth, and I was made an offer for you that I couldn't refuse."

Both boys were nervous now, "Master please, I would never betray you! Please."

"I don't need to listen to you anymore Dalton, my mind is made up."

With that, Mr. DeClerke reached into his bag and brought out two large bit gags, and proceeded to shove one of them into Dalton's mouth and attach it to the side rings on the collar. He cinched it brutally tight, causing Dalton to moan into the gag.

"You BASTARD," Nick cried. "He fucking loves you, and you sell him like so much meat!"

"My dear Nicholas, you are all meat, and both of you have earned me one million dollars today thank you."

The bit was shoved into Nick's mouth and tightened. DeClerke proceeded to shackle the two gagged boy's ankles to each other. Next he reached into the infernal bag and pulled out what looked like a large rubber band. He stretched it over Dalton's scrotum and snapped it in place at the top of his ball sack. Dalton screamed into his gag.

DeClerke seemed satisfied and said something to White in a language that neither slave could understand. White laughed and looked at Dalton with an evil smile that shook the young man to his soul. "I hope you enjoyed your night with Nicholas here Dalton. You have had the last orgasm of your life. It seems your new owner is in need of a eunuch slave to guard his boy harem. Your balls will be cut off when you arrive at your new home, that band is just getting them ready!"

Dalton screamed as much as he could with the gag in his mouth and tried to lunge at White, but being fettered to Nick, all he accomplished was falling in a heap with the other slave, who was also screaming, even though apparently his equipment was to be spared.

"Such behavior!" White said. "I'm sure your new owner will take care of that!"

Dalton was still screaming and struggling when he felt the needle jab into his buttocks. Within seconds, he went limp. Nick was jabbed as well and both boys lost all control and just lay there. They had been injected with a muscle relaxer that did not render them unconscious; they just lost their motor functions.

"That's better, let's get them into the transport cage," they heard White say. They couldn't help it as they were forced into a small, wheeled box, with only small holes for ventilation. White couldn't chance the other slaves on the island to see this, as it might start a mass panic.

The boys felt themselves being wheeled down the path toward the sea plane pier. Minutes later they heard the engines of the approaching aircraft, then heard the splash as it landed and taxied to the pier.

White was smiling as the plane's door opened. Once the cargo was loaded, he would bring out the two new boys and start the initiation process. This would be a fun night to see how Luke would perform as a trustee. His smile faded though when he saw it wasn't his normal handler getting out of the plane. There were two men he did not recognize, wait, one of them was a woman!

"What is the meaning of this!" He thundered, "Who the bloody hell 3;"

The first man said nothing; he just pulled a Glock 10mm pistol out of his belt and shot White in the groin! White grabbed his crotch and doubled over. The man didn't pause though and shot DeClerke between the eyes, killing him instantly. The man spoke into a hand held radio, and four more armed men spilled out of the plane. From over the horizon the sound of approaching helicopters could be heard.

The woman walked over to White, holding a Ruger .22 caliber automatic target pistol. She kicked his legs apart. "Where do you have my nephew you pervert?"

The pain was intense! He was slowly bleeding to death on the ground, and now this woman dared talk to him like this! "I have no idea who you are madam, but if you think 3;"

She shot his left kneecap.

"AAAAGGGGHHHH."

"Luke Hewlett the fourth, where the hell is he?" She aimed the pistol at his other knee.

"Wait! Don't shoot please! Luke should be on his way here, god don't shoot please!"

"I have no other use for you. I should let one of these boys do this, but you have fucked up their minds enough without adding murder to their troubles. Although this is hardly murder!" She shot his other knee and left him on the grass bleeding to death to go find her nephew.

Sylvia Hewlett took it hard when Luke ran away. She thought he would love to travel to an overseas school, but never having a child of her own, she realized she handled the whole situation badly. She called her brother Luke's Uncle Mark, who had spent time as a CIA agent before choosing a safer way of making a living.

Mark called in all his favors, and Luke was traced to the truck that had picked him up. Some friends of Mark caught up with one Benjaman Harvel, who decided that living was far preferable to the alternatives offered to him by the men who had him naked and wired to a car battery. For the last two weeks, Mark had his friend at the NSA breaking into White's computer system, and it was relatively easy from that point. Mark was aghast at what he saw on the resort's video feed. He compiled a list of all the client's and with his friends help, one minute before the raid on the island was to begin, all assets of these perverted millionaires were redirected into a Swiss bank account that would be divided equally by all the victims of this island hell. An email was sent to them saying that they were free to argue this, but that all the files of the resort would be sent out worldwide to Interpole as well as the mass media in two days. They had that long to turn themselves in or kill themselves. Mark had no intention of ever actually doing this. It would destroy what was left of these poor boys. He knew that most of these bastards were cowards and would make his job easy. He had the means of taking care of any stragglers or the ones foolish enough to try to run.

Luke, Michael and Bobby were standing along the path while a guest was fondling Kent in front of them, begging to know when he could sign up to have this beautiful little 'girl' when they heard what sounded like shots coming from the pier. They all looked at each other; that was strange; the skeet range was on the other side of the island. Suddenly strange men with guns burst out of the brush besides the trail, the first one leveled his rifle at the man and shot him dead without a word.

"You boys, get down to the pier and stay there." The men continued toward the main hotel. All the boys now heard helicopters descending on the island and looked up to see the mercenaries rappelling out of the choppers. They all started running to the pier, Kent worried that the soldier or whatever he was saw him dressed like this, not even thinking that he had just seen a man gunned down in front of him.

Further down the path the boys ran into a woman coming up the path. Luke stared at her for a moment before recognition came to him. "Aunt Sylvia?"

"Luke? Oh my god it is you, thank goodness your all right!" She ran to him and hugged him.

Luke was so overwhelmed. Could this nightmare be over? "Oh God I'm so sorry I ran away."

"Shush, don't worry about that. I'm so glad we found you!"

The other boys just looked at each other. All of a sudden, they were just boys again. Not trustees, not slaves, or sex toys, just boys. Kent was very aware now what he was dressed like in front of Luke's aunt, and was very embarrassed. He started to wipe the lipstick off of himself and rip the stocking and garters off. When he got flustered at the task he just sat down and started to cry. Sylvia saw this and knelt down next to Kent. "It's all right honey, don't worry, I know none of this is your fault."

"Th-thanks ma'am," Kent sputtered out.

Luke took his hand and pulled him up, then looked at the others, "Let's get down to the pier."

They ran into Danny, who was carrying Timmy in his arms. Timmy was covered in welts and naked, as was Danny now. "I almost killed him!" He was mumbling to himself. "I almost killed the poor kid."

Amidst the gunfire and buzzing helicopters, the six boys joined the two hundred or so others on their way to the pier. All were confused, some were crying, others were relieved, some just didn't believe it could finally be over. Once on the beach, some of the more viscous trustees had to be separated from the other boys by the soldiers, as some had already been attacked by groups of revenge seekers. Luke quickly shed all of his uniform except for the shorts, so no one would attack him. He sat with his aunt and his small group, including Danny, Timmy, and Kent. Michael and Bobby had sought solace among the other trustees. They witnessed the adults pulling a comatose Nick and Dalton out of the box and laid out flat. Medics were attending them so Luke was happy that his friend Nick would be OK. Luke's Aunt, as the only female so far in the group, became the make shift Mom to all the confused boys, so once she was sure her nephew was OK, she spent her time going from group to group, giving encouragement and love where it was needed.

After the sweep of this island was complete, the boys were ferried via helicopter to a waiting cargo ship that had been converted to an impromptu hospital ship. It had a full staff of psychologists on board as well as medical doctors to help the boys' transition back to society. The boys that had families that could be tracked would be reunited with their loved ones in Perth, where the ship was heading. As for the orphans, and street kids, they were all now rich enough to live very comfortable lives, and there was a staff of private lawyers hired to ensure they were not taken advantage of.

Luke was sharing a stateroom with his uncle and aunt, and was finally getting used to the idea he was free again. While his aunt and uncle were with the Captain of the ship on the first day of the journey back to Australia, he heard a knock on his door. He opened it and there was Kent, now dressed in non-descript shorts and T-shirt. Luke was happy to see him, but noticed Kent did not look happy. He invited the cute Australian 14-year-old into his cabin.

"What's wrong Kent? You look pretty miserable for someone who is finally free!"

"Oh, I'm very glad your aunt and uncle freed us, It's just that 3;" The cute youngster burst into tears.

"What's wrong Kent?" asked Luke genuinely concerned.

"I have no where to go! I was living on the streets, before they took me, and I don't want to go back!" Kent was sobbing uncontrolled now.

"Shh, it's OK Kent. I have already asked my aunt, and I think I have it worked out" He pulled the sobbing boy to his chest and hugged him tight.

"What do you mean Luke? I can't go to a home, I couldn't take it!"

"How would you like to be my brother? My Uncle can arrange the papers, and money sure won't be a problem."

"Oh god Luke! I would love nothing more!" The two boys embraced.

And so it was as the ship sailed to Australia. Luke and Kent would go back to the States as brothers (very special brothers!). Danny was re united with his family, who took Timmy in with them as a second son. Nick and Dalton used their money to start a life together as they pursued College degrees in California, and Bobby and Michael stayed in Australia to start a life together. The rest of the boys used their acquired wealth to settle around the world, depending on where they were from. They all needed years of counseling, but for the most part settled back into society with little problems. Not much was ever heard about the terrible Island, although there was much media speculation about a worldwide rash of suicides of very wealthy people.

Years later, several middle aged millionaires got together on a deserted island to reflect and say a toast. They all raised their glasses together "To those before us, who didn't make it off! Here here."

The End