"THE AFTERMATH" 
(Or What Follows Next)
Chapter 7 Part 2: "Pre-sale Inspections: The Fourth Slave"

This is a story of erotic fiction meant for adult readers over the age of eighteen years.

Written by Jean-Christophe (Chris)
An archive of my stories can be found at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Jean-Christophe_Stories 

"The characters and ideas contained in this story are the writer's and shouldn't be used without permission. Please, respect the integrity of the story and don't do any rewrites, alterations or add pictures."

Chapter 7 (Part 2) Pre-sale Inspections: The Fourth Slave

The slave is on his knees in the full obeisance position. Although he is unable to look up, he is aware that the slave dealer, Dave Matheson and another man are slowly pacing around the platform viewing him from all angles. His body is trembling from a mixture of raw emotions and nervous anticipation. He knows his fear is born out of uncertainty for his future but he isn't quite able to comprehend what it is that he is anticipating.

He has been subjected to physical inspections many times before today; these are routine at the Trevorrow farm. Andy Trevorrow is very much a hands-on-master and he regularly subjects all his slaves to full physical inspections, ostensibly to determine their state of wellbeing. 

Andy calls these inspections fingering the slaves and he derives a great deal of sexual pleasure from conducting them. The benefits from these fingerings are two-fold. They do, in fact, tell Andy a lot about the condition of the slave under examination - he prides himself on the prime condition of all his livestock, both slave and animal - and of course they re-enforce his pride of ownership in possessing a prime, male slave. Then there is that special pleasurable stirring he feels in his groin when he feels the hard, muscular body of a slave quivering at the touch of his hands. Andy enjoys the dominance he feels over a slave, especially as the slave submits his naked body to Andy's touch.

Over time, Andy has developed a pattern for these fingerings - or slave musters as he prefers to call them - which take place every Monday morning. Each slave is scheduled for inspection once a month and, so as not to disrupt the work pattern of the farm; the slave herd is split into four groups. This allows Andy to inspect one group, or one quarter of his herd, each week. The organisation for this is left in the hands of Toby, his steward. It is Toby's' job to ensure the slaves are clean and their holes greased ready for their Master's inspection.

When the steward is satisfied that the slaves are ready, they are lined up, abreast of each other, to await Andy's arrival. Until yesterday, this had been done by Toby.

The slave remembers these musters with mixed feelings. On the one hand, he'd always felt abused and degraded at having to submit to Andy's inspection. Of course, he knew that, as a slave, he hadn't any choice in the matter; after all Andy, as his owner, was only exercising his rights over his property. Yet, he was always sexually aroused by these inspections and quite enjoyed the feel of his Master's hands on his naked body. The slave is puzzled by this contradiction of shame and pleasure that he always felt when under Andy's touch.

The slaves, once lined up, waited patiently for their master's arrival. On his approach, they dropped to their knees and assumed the full obeisance position as a sign of their submission to their owner and also as a mark of respect for his authority over them.

Andy, always accompanied by his naked and rampantly erect steward, Toby, casually strolled down the front of the line of kneeling slaves, sometimes pausing to stroke a strong back or pat a head much as one does with a favourite dog. 

Then as Andy walked behind the line, the slaves, acting as one, spread their knees even wider thus affording their master a better view of their asses and genitals. By this stage of Andy's inspection, the slave was already erect in anticipation of what inevitably followed. He wasn't alone in this; all his fellow slaves were similarly aroused and many were already dripping pre-cum onto the ground beneath them. Andy never hurried this part of the inspection. This was a time to savour his mastery over his slaves and one he enthusiastically looked forward to each week.

Looking along the line of kneeling slaves, Andy always admired the erotic, well-rounded, symmetry of their shapely asses - all elevated and waiting for his attention. He found the sight of them to be extremely sensual and it gave him a powerful sense of ownership over their bodies. Walking slowly along the line, Andy would pause to hand cup and weigh a pair of enticing balls or to squeeze an alluring buttock or two. And Andy couldn't resist using his finger to excite any puckering hole that caught his eye. Andy loved to feel the slave's quivering response as his finger teased the sensitive entrance to the slave's body

Yes indeed, Andy really does enjoy these Monday morning fingerings.

Returning to the front of the line, Andy would order the slaves to stand and display. Beginning at one end, Andy would then inspect each slave as he worked progressively along the line towards the other end.

Now as he kneels on the viewing platform, the slave vividly recalls his own Monday inspections. 

Standing at display, the slave would wait until his master was positioned directly in front of him. Then, at Andy's command, he'd step forward out of the line and present his body for inspection. He'd stand passively as Andy's hands travelled busily over his body; poking, prodding, squeezing and hefting. He remembers the many times that Andy had massaged his cock to a full erection with one hand whilst gently milking his pendulous balls with the other. 

Forbidden to ejaculate unless given permission, the slave would will himself against doing so. He'd shiver at the pleasurable feeling in his throbbing cock as his master worked his balls; Andy would smile at his slave's helplessness and took delight in his frustration. It was usually at this moment that Andy ordered the slave to. 

"Turn, bend and spread". 

The slave would then suffer the exquisite agony of Andy's finger slowly exploring his tight hole. When Andy judged that the slave was almost at the point of no return he would swiftly remove his finger. Then giving the slave a gentle slap on the buttocks he'd frustratingly order him back into line before proceeding to the next inspection.

From long experience, Andy knew just how far to tease a slave before tipping him over the edge. Andy considers the owner's manipulation of a slave's sexuality as essential in the control and management a slave herd. Slaves need to recognise and accept that even this most basic facet of their lives is under the direct, controlling influence of their masters. 

Slaves have to accept that any sexual pleasure is a gift from their masters and not some right that they possess. 

Andy is a considerate master in that he allows his slaves to fuck one another when stabled at night. Of course, there are ground rules that apply to this privilege. They aren't allowed rough sex or to injure one another - and the slaves understand this. To break this rule is tantamount to damaging their master's property and any offending slave is severely whipped. 

But Andy's slaves do recognise that being allowed to fuck is a gift from him and they are grateful for his goodness to them.

Of course, from time to time, during Andy's inspections, a young, inexperienced slave loses control and does involuntarily ejaculates. Andy recognises that his slave musters and fingerings are `highly charged' sexually and that all the slaves are rampantly aroused - in fact, he'd be disappointed if the slaves didn't exhibit their excitement during his inspections. 

He accepts that accidents do happen and he has a fairly indulgent attitude towards a young slave who loses control.

However, Andy regards these youthful indiscretions as disrespectful to him in that he hadn't given permission for the slave to ejaculate. The slave has to understand there is a price to pay for his carelessness. For a slave to lose control is an affront to his master's benevolence and his absolute right to bestow sexual favours on a slave; the young slave needs to learn not to repeat his offence. 

Andy, in his wisdom, believes it's an offence that warrants only a light punishment. Therefore, Andy's feigned anger and the light punishment of the mandatory three strokes of the cane - delivered on the spot to the guilty slave - are meant to display his displeasure at the slave's lack of endurance. 

And, of course, the punishment does help to demonstrate his absolute authority over them to all the other assembled slaves.

The slave had, on several times in the past, been the recipient of Andy's benevolent corrections.

Once the muster was finished, the slaves were quickly dismissed and returned to their work assignments. Then, following his customary Monday practice, Andy ordered Toby to follow and hastily returned to the house. There, in the privacy of his bedroom, Andy subjected his steward to a long, hard and vigorous fucking.

Suddenly these thoughts are interrupted by Dave Matheson's order to. 

"Stand and display".

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The slave's response is immediate and he is now standing erect with his hands fastened behind his back, his feet spread apart and his head bowed. He is aware that his body is under close scrutiny and, he feels his cock slowly stirring into life.

"Well Simon, what do you think? What's your first impression of the slave?" Dave asks expectantly.

"Dave, I never judge a slave at first sight." The slave is surprised by the rich, deep, well-spoken response. "There's much more to a pleasure slave than his appearance. While good looks are important, it's what lies within the slave that's of more interest to me. I know it sounds clichéd but when choosing a pleasure slave it really is a case of never judge a book by its cover".

"I thought you'd be interested in checking him out." Dave answers defensively. "I hope I haven't wasted your time?"

"No not at all, Dave. Checking out a possible recruit for the Patroklos Club is never a waste of my time and I really do appreciate the fact that you thought of me. Look, don't get me wrong, the slave has great visual appeal - and I really do like his cute ass - it's just that I need to know that he's capable of delivering the high standard of service my patrons expect."

"What exactly are you looking for in him, Simon?"

Well, looking at him from here, I can see he has a great body and he rates a perfect score for it. Also he's handsome - again a good feature - and this is something most of my customers look for in a pleasure slave; most of them don't want to fuck an ugly slave. And those incredibly blue eyes will work in his favour when he is on his knees sucking cock. Speaking of cock - that's another great feature he possesses - long and thick just like my patrons like them. I like the way his prick hangs to the left of his balls and I've got to say they're also very impressive. Luckily he's been cut. That means if I buy him, I won't have the expense of having to skin him".

"I'm relieved". Dave replies "I thought for a moment you weren't interested in him".

"Quite the contrary, Dave. I'm very interested in him. But I need to examine him in more detail. Could your steward unfasten his wrists and have him stand at display for me".

"Certainly". Dave nods to his steward who hurries to obey his master.

The slave now stands with his fingers entwined at the back of his head and he is aware of the two men standing in front of him He recognises the voice of the dealer, Dave Matheson, but with his head bowed in submission he is unable to see the second man. He is aware that this person has walked behind him.

"With your permission, Dave I'll start my inspection at his ass. I always like to start there as it quickly tells me whether or not a full inspection is warranted".

"The slave's at your disposal, Simon. Take all the time you need - he isn't going anywhere."

The slave flinches slightly as he feels a pair of firm hands placed on his shoulders and then move slowly down his back.

"I think you mentioned that he's a field worker from a farm. His colouring suggests he has always worked outdoors and his musculature is what you'd expect of a field slave. But his hide is flawless and surprisingly unmarked. I've got to say, it's unusual to find a slave like this; one whose back isn't cut up by the whip. He must have a kind master".

"I think his master is firm with his slaves but not unnecessarily cruel in his treatment of them. Possibly, he is aware of the higher resale value of an undamaged slave".

"Fortunately, in this case it would appear so. Some owners never consider the resale value as a factor in how they treat their slaves".

Suddenly, the slave begins to wriggle uncomfortably as he feels fingers kneading the firm flesh of his muscular buttocks. His face reddens with shame as the two men now discuss his body's finer points.

"As I said earlier, the slave has a cute ass; my patrons will certainly appreciate this feature. For many of them it's the determining factor in choosing which slave to fuck. I like the firmness and muscle tone of his buttocks; they're neither too large nor too fleshy. In fact, they're just right. When I'm choosing a slave for the Patroklos Club, I always look to see that he has a nicely rounded, boyish rump - after all it's on permanent display at the club and subject to much handling by the patrons - they really do like to grope a shapely, young ass. This slave's is very curvaceous and I expect my patrons to show great interest in it". The man laughs as he jokes. "It's shaping up to be a real money spinner"

"Just as a matter of interest, Simon; how much do you stand to make with a slave like this one?"

"If I buy him, I hope to make a lot out of my investment." Simon answers. "Still, there are a number of factors at play in all this. It depends on the slave's general appeal to the customers, his eagerness and endurance at meeting their demands and requirements and his overall satisfaction rating. But, I think this boy will measure up and have great appeal for my patrons. If I'm correct, then I expect he'll to be fully employed servicing their needs. He certainly won't have much spare time on his hands".

"Simon, as you know I'm not a member of the Patroklos Club and I don't know how things operate there. So tell me, how many hours a day do your slaves work?"

"Come to think of it, I've never seen you at the Patroklos; you don't know what you're missing, Dave. Let me correct that and send you a complimentary pass to visit the Club. As a dealer in slaves, I'm sure you'll find it most interesting to see how this aspect of slavery operates. It will give you an insight into the life of a pleasure slave. But let me answer your question. My slaves don't have specific hours of work; they're on call twenty-four hours a day for seven days a week. Their time is far too valuable to have them resting. Let me assure you, the demands made of them are constant".

"Thank you, Simon and I accept your kind offer to visit the Patroklos".

"Good, Dave. I look forward to welcoming you to the club. I'm sure you'll find it most informative. However, let me make a suggestion. If I buy this slave, why not wait until I have him up and running before you visit. That way he can entertain you".

"I'm not sure about that, Simon". Dave answers hesitantly. "I'm not really into fucking males".

"Why not, Dave? As I said before, you don't know what you're missing. Do you have an objection? Ah! Let me guess. You're worried that you might be seen as being gay. Am I correct?"

"That's right, Simon. I'm not gay. You see, I'm married with young, adult children. Anyway, in my line of work it wouldn't be acceptable to be seen as homosexual".

"Nonsense, Dave. Fucking a male slave doesn't make you gay. Possibly, fucking a free man could make you so. But as slaves are neither free nor men, then using them for sex falls into a different category altogether. It's like hitting on a woman or paying to use a whore; I take it you don't have objections to that?  But can I ask you? Have you ever fucked a male slave?"

"I tried it when I was a young teenager. But it just didn't work for me. It seemed to me that the slaves were unresponsive; they lacked spontaneity". Dave replies. "So I switched to using female slaves. And no, I don't object to hitting on a woman or paying for a whore. What man does?"

"Well, I can assure you that the slaves at the Patroklos are neither unresponsive nor lacking in spontaneity. They are guaranteed to give you an exquisite time and they come with an `unless completely satisfied, money back' promise. Of course, the slaves are trained to the highest standards and they know that unless the patrons are completely happy with them, then they will be severely punished. This makes them happy, co-operative and eager to please. I seldom have a complaint about the standard of service that my slaves deliver."

"I'll certainly visit the Patroklos and I'll think about your offer to use the slave. I have to admit he is very appealing and fucking him could be interesting. That is, if you buy him?"

"If I do buy him, then wait until I have him fully trained. I promise you, he'll give you a good time, or he'll suffer the consequences. You never know Dave; once you've tasted his cherry, you might even take out club membership. If you do, I don't think you'll regret it. I'll even give you a discount on the first year's membership fees. All my patrons are happy with their membership of the Patroklos Club - just talk to them".

The slave stands in utter despair listening to this appalling conversation about his future.

Returning to his examination of the slave, Simon traces his index finger along the crisp outline of the S brand on the slave's left flank. "I see he takes a brand nicely. That's good. If I buy him, he will of course, wear my house brand; all my pleasure slaves do"

On hearing this, the slave shudders in fear of yet another branding. The horrors of his first branding are still vivid in his memory; they are seared into his consciousness and every day the brand reminds him that he now has the status of being owned property.

"BEND AND SPREAD!" 

The slave, hastening to comply with Simon's command, is now bent at the waist with the crevice between his buttocks spread wide and open for inspection. He feels a finger poised at the opening to his body slowly teasing the sensitive tissue. His quivering response sends little sparks of pleasure surging through his body.

"He has a dainty little rosebud; good colouring and nicely puckered". Simon comments delightedly as he continues with his playful tickling. "The slave responds well to a bit of finger play. I like that and so will my patrons".

Then Simon asks. "I suppose the slave is clean and lubricated ready for an internal inspection?"

"Of course!" Dave replies slightly offended at the question. "That goes without saying".

The slave gasps audibly as, suddenly, a finger is rudely thrust through his anal opening and into his rectum.

"That's good, his hole is sound". Simon adds as his finger searches for the prostate gland causing the slave to buck. "And he has a very good response too. That's excellent. Now, however, I need to test him for tightness and grip. These are the two things that my patrons insist upon; they want the slaves to have tight holes and a good grip and they require the slaves to be proficient at working their cocks for maximum pleasure; after all they are pleasure slaves aren't they?" Simon comments as he continues with his digital exploration of the slave's wriggling body. "I'm surprised really; this slave is very tight. I'd have thought that, as a field slave, he'd be looser than he is. I expected him to be well used; but he isn't. I wonder why that is?"

"Well Simon, his owner did say the slave doesn't like to be fucked and that he nearly always did the fucking."

"Well then. If I buy him, he's in for a rude shock". Simon laughs. "In future, he won't be doing much fucking".

Now for the first time Simon addresses the slave. "Right boy, grip my finger. Come on squeeze your ass muscles......harder......harder, I said........yes that's it .......now grip my finger and squeeze hard...... harder yet ........harder......now relax .... good boy ......."

The slave tries desperately to comply with the shameful demands made of him. Overcome with emotion, he fights back tears of bitterness and shame. Simon has his left hand resting on the slave's flanks gauging the power of his reflexes. Not yet satisfied, Simon makes further demands of the slave.

"Grip......relax.......grip......relax.....grip.......hold.......hold I said.......relax.....that's it.......good boy, you're doing fine......grip........hold.......relax............"

The slave, through his shame and confusion, is doing his best to obey. Slowly, his body settles into a pattern of alternatively gripping and releasing Simon's intruding finger in time with his own laboured breathing. Now he is aware that his cock is massively hard and that his balls are aching for release. Looking back between his legs he watches as a thin thread of pre-cum begins its slow journey to the floor. His body is a contradiction of emotions. 

Acutely, he feels the shame and degradation of this appalling treatment of his body and yet he is aware of the tingling darts of pleasure coursing through his trembling body. He wants it to stop; yet at the same time he wants it to continue.

Then suddenly, the finger is withdrawn, he is slapped on the buttocks and ordered to.

"STAND, FACE THE FRONT AND DISPLAY!"

"I take it that you want to continue with his inspection, Simon. Did he pass?"

"Indeed he did, Dave. He worked by finger beautifully. Of course it won't only be fingers he'll be working in future. The slave has great potential - I see a bright future for him at the Patroklos Club. Of course, he'll need to be trained in the finer aspects of his duties but I haven't any doubt that he'll prove to be very popular with my patrons. And yes I do want to continue with my inspection. Then, turning to the slave, Simon instructs him.

"LIFT YOUR HEAD, BOY!"

As he lifts his eyes from the floor, the slave gazes straight into the bright, grey-green eyes of the man who has been abusing him. He is surprised to see standing before him a tall, slim man of approximately 35 years. The man has handsome, deeply tanned features with a head of dirty-blond, tousled hair and a well-developed, muscular body that is expensively but casually covered in a pair of fawn chinos and blue cotton shirt. The top three buttons of the shirt are unbuttoned and the slave notices the thick thatch of blond hair covering the man's muscular chest.
 
The man's voice is pleasantly modulated and he speaks with an educated, refined accent. Involuntarily, the slave catches his breath at the physical beauty of this man who is considering buying him. His heart beats just a little faster.

Stepping up to the slave, Simon places both hands on the slave's shoulders gauging their strength before moving over the arms to feel the solid rounded balls of the biceps. Returning to the muscular chest he begins an examination of the slave's now very erect and pert nipples. The slave winces as they are cruelly stretched and twisted. As he shuffles with discomfort he is ordered to.

"STAND STILL!"

"I'm testing his nipples to see if they'll take ringing". Simon explains to Dave as he pulls both nipples away from the slave's body. "Luckily they will".

"Do you usually fit your slaves with rings, Simon?"

"Always, Dave. It's standard procedure at the Patroklos. All my pleasure slaves are fitted with nipple rings and genital cinches. It's their standard uniform". Simon laughingly replies. "And of course, they wear their neck collars. My patrons expect no less. Anyway it serves to identify their level of service".

"What do you mean by level of service, Simon?"

"Apart from the casual customers who visit the Patroklos Club, we also offers three levels of club membership; silver, gold and platinum - silver being the lowest level and platinum the highest. That way we cater for the financial needs of all our members; some of whom demand a higher and more expensive level of service".

"What's the difference between the three levels, Simon?"

"The main difference is in the standard of the slaves available at each level. Naturally, the slaves allocated to the platinum level are all new and fresh and have had little or no usage. However, with constant usage even a platinum slave soon loses his appeal and then he moves down a level to gold and then eventually down to silver."

"How long does a slave serve at platinum level?"

"Usually, for about a year. The patrons at this level expect and demand top quality slaves and they like to see a quick turn-over of new faces. So after a year at the most, a platinum slave finds himself relegated to gold level where he serves for another two years before being lowered to silver standard".

"What happens to a slave after silver standard?"

"A slave can reasonably expect to be used for a further two years at silver level; so you see the whole process takes approximately five years - one year at platinum, two years at gold and a further two years at silver. After that, the slave is sold on and, as you know, the city authorities have first right of refusal for a pleasure slave. Should the city exercise its right to buy him, then the slave finds himself working at one of the city's public, comfort stations. If the city doesn't want him then he's sold off at a clearance
auction. Probably he'll end up working as a labourer in a mine or quarry".

"Is that what will happen to this slave?"

"Eventually. But for the next five years he'll lead a good life as a pampered pleasure slave. He'll have a roof over his head and be well-fed; he'll be rigorously exercised to maintain his appearance and fitness and regularly examined by a vet to ensure he remains healthy. And providing he remains cheerful and co-operative he won't be punished too severely. Not a bad life for a slave, wouldn't you agree?"

"You seem to have an enlightened attitude to your slaves, Simon. Do your slaves have any input into what happens to them?"

"No not at all, Dave. I'm not worried about what my slaves feel or think; that's the least of my concerns. I'm the master and I make all the decisions - they obey without question. I never form any personal attachments with slaves. My only interest in them is financial - it's all about looking after my investment and maximising my returns from them. After all, I do have a lot of money tied up in my slaves and I expect them to work hard and return a tidy profit on what they cost me. As long as they do work hard and do it cheerfully, I'm not too severe in my treatment of them. However, they know not to try my patience".

"If you buy this slave, what'll happen to him?"

"Well first up, he'll be permanently stripped of all his body hair- a pity really, as it suits him. But my patrons like our slaves to have smooth, hairless bodies. Then he'll be branded with my house brand on the right pectoral just above the nipple and fitted with his collar. After that his nipples will be ringed and his cock and balls cinched so that they are always on prominent display - again in this, I'm responding to my patrons' requirements. In his case, he'll be outfitted as a platinum service slave. That means all his body adornments will be made of platinum enabling the patrons to recognise him as such. All my slaves wear collars and body jewellery the colour of the metals appropriate to their current level of service. As a system of identity, it works well."

"Then, will he begins his duties?"

"No, not until he has been fully trained. He'll need training in the finer points of how to give the patrons the sexual gratification they're entitled to expect from a Patroklos slave. I'll need to be sure that he meets my stringent requirements before I make him available to the paying customers. I'll personally test run him several times before I let him loose in the club. I do that with all new additions to the club. He will also be taught all the other duties I require of my slaves; things like waiting on tables, serving drinks, valet services, attending to the patrons in the swimming pools, spas, saunas and showers. He'll only begin his duties when I'm completely satisfied with his training".

"I didn't know pleasure slaves had so much training. By the time the slave has finished his training, he'll be very versatile".

"Indeed he will, Dave. And he'll need all his versatility to serve my patrons. You see the Crystal Springs Hotel/Casino offer a number of package deals as part of our wider business plan and the slaves are a very important part of that".

"What type of plans, Simon?"

"We offer a special `Indulge Yourself-Let Our Slaves Pamper You Weekend' package deal where for the appropriate fee, our guests stay in a five star suite and have the live-in and exclusive services of two slaves for the weekend; the slaves of course, serve all the guest's needs. And we also offer a similar mid-week `Businessmen's Deal'".

"That's very enterprising of you, Simon. Are these specials popular?"

"Yes Dave, they're extremely popular and we have many repeat guests returning throughout the year. Other favourite packages we offer are to sports' clubs and groups of college students. There's always great demand for these. However, they can be very boisterous and hard on the slaves. Naturally, these attract young men who want to wind-down and relax. Most of their time is spent boozing and fucking. The slaves allocated to these package deals are certainly put to hard usage and I'm sure they're pleased when these young patrons leave for home. But the slaves are very resilient; they recover from their ordeals and are soon ready for the next group. From my personal point of view as both owner and proprietor, I'm always pleased to see a group of happy, satisfied young men leaving the hotel after they've enjoyed their stay with us. After all, this is what makes the hospitality industry so satisfying".

"You speak as though you enjoy your work, Simon".

"Yes I do, Dave, very much so. As you no doubt know, I inherited the hotel from my grandfather. He operated the business at a very low-key level and the hotel only offered modest accommodation. I expanded the hotel it to what you see today -a five star complex incorporating a casino and high class gentlemen's club. These innovations were my ideas and reflected my special interests. They have added considerably to my business activities. Returning to the slave, however, when I'm sure he's ready; he'll be initiated into service. That's always an interesting occasion for the club's patrons; although he slave mightn't agree with me"

"That sounds interesting. How do you initiate him?"

"It's a tradition I introduced a few years ago as part of my commitment to the wider community. When a new slave is introduced to the club for the first time, he's put up for mock auction and the winning bidder gets to fuck him for the first time. All the money raised is donated to a charity of the patrons' choice and over the years we've raised a lot of money for various charities. The patrons are wholehearted in their support of this and enthusiastically bid against one another for the right to take the new slave's cherry. I expect this slave to attract a lot of high bids".

"Simon, it sounds to me that your patrons really enjoy the occasion".

"There certainly do, Dave. It's really a fun night and everyone enjoys himself tremendously; although I'm not sure about the slave. Still, it's an excellent way to introduce him to his new duties and of course, he raises money for a worthy cause in the process".

"If it's alright with you Simon, I'd like to be present when this slave is inducted into his new role as a pleasure slave? That is should you buy him?"

"By all means, Dave. You're more than welcome to attend and subject to a final test I don't think there's any doubt about my buying him - if the price is right, of course. But now, I think it's time for me to give the slave this final test. I need to make sure his is firing on all cylinders. With your permission I'd like to milk him".

"Go ahead, Simon. You don't need my permission".

The slave shuffles his feet and draws back as Simon takes his deflating cock in hand and begins to stroke it back to life. Gradually, the eager cock begins to inch itself into a full erection.

"Relax boy, now let's see what you're capable of". Simons speaks encouragingly to the slave.

Simon continues to slowly stroke the slave's cock to a rock-like hardness as, at the same time; he gently works the churning balls. The slave's body responds to this pleasant stimulus and he begins a slow to and fro thrusting movement of his hips. 

The slave is aware of sensations, greater in intensity, to any that he has felt in the past. His asshole, just moments ago excited by Simon's finger, feels alive and this cock and balls give promise of a cataclysmic eruption. His body quivers under Simon's ministrations and he moans gently.

As the prick hardens and lengthens, Simon is fascinated at the erotic way the slave's abdominal muscles re-act to each thrust of his hips - Simon has a weakness for a slave's belly and likes nothing better than to use his finger to trace the outline of each abdominal on a slave's stomach. 

He watches as the strong chest rises and falls causing the pectoral muscles to ripple and flex with each breath and he hears the slave's soft moaning. Above all, he is intoxicated with the heady aroma of the slave's sex sweat as it slowly forms beads on his quivering
torso.

Simon, now fully aroused, knows he must own this magnificent slave in the material sense and also to possess him sexually. His own cock grows even harder at the thought of him vigorously thrusting it into the tight, warm recesses of the slave's body. He now knows, without doubt, that he MUST own this slave. He is determined that the slave will shortly belong to him.

The slave, for his part, has momentarily forgotten the shame, humiliation and degradation to which he has been subjected and abandons himself to the sexual pleasures that this man, to whom he is inexplicably attracted, is giving him. He feels the mounting pressure of his impending ejaculation and quickens the pace of his thrusting hips. Simon responds by increasing the speed of his strokes.

"Dave, I suggest you stand further back or move to one side. I think the slave is about to shoot and I wouldn't like to see him unload all over you". Simon laughingly suggests. "It could get a bit messy". 

"MASTER! AAAHHHH!" Suddenly, the slave shouts euphorically as he feels himself on the brink of an intense orgasm. His legs trembling, the slave begins a violent thrusting of his hips as he feels the semen pulsing up his throbbing cock before exploding through the narrow confines of his piss-slit.

"AAHHH! SHIT!"

Again he shouts; as his jism arcs through the air to land with a soft "phat" on the floor, some five to six feet in front of the platform. No longer in control of his body, the slave continues to ejaculate; each emission just a little less powerful than its predecessor. 

Immersed in the ecstasy of the moment, the slave is aware that Simon is still milking his balls - coaxing out his last remaining sperm. The slave, trembling with emotion, feels his sphincter opening and closing in time with each of his spurts; he grunts out his pleasure.

Soon, the slave stands spent, the remains of his massive ejaculation lying in small, gleaming white pools on the floor before him. Looking down, he sees the residue of his semen dribbling out of his still erect cock and threading its way to the floor. Slowly, the trembling abates until the slave stands quivering in the display position.

"Good boy!" 

Simon congratulates the slave and shows his appreciation by giving him a series of playful slaps on the ass. 

"Slave, with a display like that you'll be a firm favourite at the Patroklos Club. That was TRULY impressive, wouldn't you agree, Dave?"

"As you say Simon, it was MOST impressive. I'd say there was a lot of pent-up effort went into that". Dave laughs.

"Dave, I WANT this slave!" Simon declares emphatically. "Can we get down to discussing a price? Has his owner put a value on the slave?'

Dave, sensing Simon's determination to own the slave, decides to inflate the price and quotes Andy Trevorrow's expectation of 8,000 to 9,000 drachmae as the asking price for the slave. 

Despite the present low prices for slaves, he decides that Simon's interest in the slaves warrants a bit of brinkmanship in negotiating the price. After all, the higher the price he can get for the slave the larger commission for him.

"Well, his owner did say he expected to get 9,000 for him".

"That's ridiculous! You're joking aren't you, Dave?"

"I'm only acting on the owner's instructions, Simon. What figure do you have in mind?"

"Well, given the current glut of cheap slaves on the market, I would have thought the slave is worth about 5,000 to 5,500. As much as I want the slave, I'm not going to pay an inflated price for him. Is there any leeway for negotiating, Dave?"

"Simon, I think your price is too low. After all we are looking at a prime slave here. And yes, I do have the owner's permission to negotiate. How do you feel about 7,500?"

"That's still too high for me Dave. I'll take my offer to 6,000".

The slave listens with fascinated horror as Dave and Simon haggle over his market value. His humiliation is complete - he understands that he has no more standing in the sight of these two men than if he were an animal; which of course he is. He now knows that he is being sold by private negotiation and with that comes the realization that he won't be going to auction on Saturday.

He has learned enough from the earlier conversations between the two men to understand what the future holds for him if he be sold to Simon. He shudders at the thought of the miserable existence that awaits him as one of Simon's pleasure slaves at the Patroklos Club. 

Feverishly, his mind reasons that, at auction, he stands a better chance of attracting a less demanding master, simply because there could be more buyers looking to buy him. He decides he would rather take his chances at Saturday's auction. Desperately, he hopes that the current negotiations will fail.

"Let's make it 7,000 drachmae, Simon. What do you say?"

"I'll go to 6,500 and that's my final offer".

"What say we split the difference and make it 6,750, Simon? I think you would agree that the slave is worth that even with today's low prices. In normal times we'd be looking at 10,000 to 12,000 for him".

"You drive a hard bargain, Dave. However, I recognise that he is an exceptional slave and I agree -6,750 drachmae".

"DONE! The slave is yours, Simon. Congratulations and I'm sure you'll soon be making a return on your investment in him". Dave comments as the two men shake hands on the deal.

"You can count on it Dave". Simon laughs.

Dave secretly congratulates himself on the price he's managed to negotiate. It is considerably more than the 4,500 to 4,800 he'd quoted to Andy Trevorrow yesterday. No doubt Andy will be pleased with the slave's sale.

Simon too is also pleased with the results. Desperate to own the slave, he was prepared to go as high as 8,000 drachmae if necessary. He too, congratulates himself on his skilful bargaining.

"Well all that needs to be done now Simon is for us to arrange payment and draw up the transfer of ownership papers. We'll need to go back to my office for that".

"Good, Dave. I have a bank draft made payable to you as the selling agent. All I need to do is to write in the purchase price and then our business is finished".

"What about delivery of the slave, Simon? Do you want me to arrange that for you?"

"No thanks, Dave. If you could have your steward fasten his wrists behind his head and snap a leash on his collar, I'll take him with me". Looking at his watch, Simon adds. "I'll have time to deliver him to Sam Norton's Slave Chandlers for processing on the way back to the club. I'll strike while the iron's hot so to speak". 

Then, laughing at his own unintended joke, Simon says.

"Excuse the pun, Dave. I somehow doubt the slave would appreciate my humour about a hot iron".

"You use Norton's too, do you Simon? We recently signed a contract with him to operate one of the ancillary stalls on auction day; where he offers a complete after sales service on the newly bought slaves. He offers an on the spot service of skinning, branding, collaring and ringing of the slave; all for very reasonable prices and he guarantees his work. It's a service that proving to be popular with the buyers. It saves them the need to do it themselves".

"I'm not surprised his service is proving to be popular, Dave. I don't do in house processing of my slaves anymore. It's too messy. Norton's now handle all my work for me and I'm happy with him. He does a good job with my slaves and as you say his prices are reasonable too".

"What will happen to your new slave, Simon? How will he be processed?"

"If I take the slave to Norton's on my way back to the club, they can make a start on him this afternoon. The biggest part of the processing is to strip him of his body hair. Sam Norton will coat him with a special depilatory solution and leave him strung up overnight allowing sufficient time for it to work. Tomorrow morning the slave's body will be hairless and smooth - just as my patrons want. Then, he'll be hosed down, branded with my house brand, collared and fitted with his nipple rings and kitted out with his new genital cinches. Then it'll be time for me to pick him up and take him `home' to the club where his training will begin in earnest"

"It sounds as though the slave is in for an uncomfortable night, Simon".

"I would think so, Dave. I understand the depilatory solution is very unpleasant -foul smelling- and painful. Still once it's done that it. It's permanent and doesn't need to be repeated"

Well, let's go back to the office and we can finalise the paperwork. While we're doing that my steward can cuff him and leash him and have him ready for you when you leave".

"Thanks, Dave. It's always a pleasure to do business with you. And I do appreciate the fact that you alert me to any slaves you think will interest me. I'll make sure you receive your complimentary pass to visit the Patroklos Club. It'll be my way of saying thank you and I know you'll enjoy the experience".

Numb with the realisation that he is now a pleasure slave; the slave stands in a state of shock, fear and disbelief. Until yesterday, he'd led the comparatively carefree life - at least for a slave - of a field hand toiling on his former master's farm. Now he is to embark on a new life working as a whore in his new master's male brothel.

As the two men leave the room, the distraught slave falls to his knees and sheds tears of bitter despair.


To be continued ....................



