Even the Modest Must Serve Chapter 3 
By Steam Train

copyright 2006 by Steam Train, all rights reserved 
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Chapter 3: Pleasure and Ecstasy

Leaving the courtroom was terrible. There was a huge media
scrum. I was pushed and pulled and bombarded with questions
as our legal team and some court officials tried to make a
path for us through the thronging media. Eventually we were
herded into an unoccupied office down a side corridor and
directed to sit in the outer office whilst mum and the legal
team went into the inner office.

Funny I had so many questions in my head I wanted answers
too, but we all just sat there in deadly silence. Ed with
his head bowed into his hands, Jim his eyes closed softly
sobbing and me just staring at the opposite wall trying
desperately to come to terms in my own mind with what had
happened.

I could hear all the voices in deep conversation in the
inner office but eventually when I tried to focus on what
they were saying the sound was too muffled and I was none
the wiser. They were in there for ages. Some times a junior
legal aid would leave on some errand and return later. On
one occasion a legal clerk came out of the inner office
carrying a folder and stopped and looked at us. Sensing he
was looking Ed raised his head and asked "Can I help you?"
The clerk asked who of us was Edward Carter and who was
Thomas Carter. Ed replied before I could, that he was Edward
and pointing to me said "And that's Thomas".

Strangely that was it, the clerk just grunted
acknowledgement and walked on out of the office, returning
some 30 minutes later with the folder tucked under his arm.
This time I noticed the folder had a big red state seal
stamp and the words Indenture authorisation stamped in red
across the front of the file. I was sure that was not there
before. I presumed wrongly at that time that it was dad's
paperwork.

Eventually around one o'clock the inner office door opened
and I heard dads lawyer say to mum that he would see her at
the estate at 3.30pm when the Federal liquidators had
advised they would be arriving to take possession of all the
assets He reminded mum to have the paid estate staff
assembled at 3.30pm so he could finalise their employment
and that the estate overseer should prepare all the slave's
ready for transport to the Tallahatchie County Servitude
Processing Centre by 3.30pm as well.

Our poor staff I though breaking my mind momentarily from
its deep despondency about dad. They are being sold off or
retrenched. 

What about us was my next though?

No servants, no house, were we totally poor? Did mum have
money or was it all gone? 

I should have been worrying about dad and what he must have
been going through at that very moment below where we stood,
but suddenly I was not, I was worried about myself and the
shame and humiliation of being poor.

The media had mostly left by now but there were a few
photographers still outside the courthouse who tried to take
our pictures and so we hurried to our Bentley, which was
waiting to pick us up. The servant chauffer briefly turned
around as soon as were on our way and addressing mum, said
"I'm so sorry mam about Master Carter, he was a good
master."

Now slaves are not supposed to speak unless they are spoken
to or unless seeking direction. However how could you
chastise a servant for saying that, so mum just smiled and
said "Thank you Henry, I appreciate your thoughts".

After a while Ed asked mum the question I am sure we all
wanted to ask. "Mum what's going to happen now?" 

Mum was quite for a long while, then, she turned to Ed and
said she had made special arrangements for the care of us
all. Dad and her had prepared the arrangements earlier in
the week and now that the trial had turned out worse than
dad had planned, she had decided that as the sole parent of
us three boys (dad being enslaved for life was now legally
not our father and mum was instantly divorced) to put those
arrangements into action. 

Mum said "when the family lawyer calls this afternoon at
3.30pm he would have all the information, the good thing
about what your dad and I have planned is that we will all
be cared for and looked after, one way or the other. In fact
in some ways we are better off with your dad being
indentured than if he had only been fined"

I remember wondering immediately what "one way or the other"
meant and how could dads indenturement possibly be better
for us, however before I could ask, mum said "now that's
enough questions, I'm in no mood to talk, I have a splitting
headache and I need to think, so please for the remainder of
the trip home leave me in peace".

It was about 1.45 when we pulled into the drive of
'Prosperity'. There was a small media throng outside the
front gate, but none came onto the property. 

Mr Harris our overseer met us at the house and he
accompanied mum inside. We were told by mum to go to our
rooms but to assemble outside the servant's quarters by
3.25pm so we could farewell the staff and servants as the
Federal liquidators took ownership. 

Just as we turned to head off to our rooms, mum added, "Oh
Jim, I want to see you alone at 3.10pm in the study please".

Jim asked "Why mum" but she either did not hear or choose to
ignore his question and immediately said "Mr Harris in the
study please we have much to organise before the liquidators
arrive at 3.30pm."

As we walked to our wing of the house Jim asked "Shit what
have I done guys?" We both shrugged our shoulders and said
"Dunno".

Raymond was waiting in his anti room and on hearing us
approach took his position outside of the room. Like our
chauffer he spoke first this time

"I'm sorry about your father, masters". 

He seemed genuinely upset; in fact I then noticed his eyes
were red from rubbing. It amased me a slave servant would be
so moved, he was after all just a slave not even a free
citizen.

Ed like mum before him said "Thanks I know we all appreciate
your thoughts".

None of us felt much like talking after the day's events and
we all went straight off to our own rooms, so that in our
own ways we could come to terms with what had befallen us.

In my case, in my room alone for the first time, the
enormity of what had happened hit me. I curled up on my bed,
tucked my knees up onto my chest and the tears and emotions
just overflowed. I just cried and cried, called out "dad, oh
dad" and let the emotions sweep over me. I was so upset that
I didn't hear Raymond enter my suit or come to my bedroom
door. The first I knew of his presence was when I heard him
ask "Master Thomas are you all right"

"Fucking hell no I'm not and who gave you permission to
speak to me or enter my room" I screamed at him.

His face showed a look of shock, then he said "Sorry Master
Thomas I was only concerned for you"

I looked up at him, our eyes met and all my anger at him
instantly defused. I could see in those eyes that he was
genuinely concerned for me, far more so than my mother had
shown. 

"Oh Raymond, please forgive me" I replied

He came over to me and totally unexpectantly he hugged me.

I was speechless, Raymond had never touched me, no one
touched me, not even my mother except for a slight peck of a
kiss on my cheeks in the mornings some times. Dad only ever
shook my hand he never hugged me. Now my servant was holding
me close, I could feel his firm muscular body against mine.
I could feel the comforting feelings surging from his body
to mine. I had never experienced such feelings of warmth, of
love. I should have reported him for touching me but I
didn't want that at all, what I wanted was for him to keep
hugging me; I put my arms around him and hugged him back.

As we stood there hugging my emotions surged again and the
tears flowed, I sobbed and sobbed. Raymond just held me
tight. 

"There, there Master Thomas it will be alright. I am here to
serve you sir" said Raymond.

That bought another burst of tears and sobs out of me before
gaining a semblance of composure I replied "No Raymond you
won't, I know the liquidators are taking all the slaves away
at 3.30pm this afternoon for resale. I'm loosing you too
Raymond" 

I felt his body tighten, I looked up into his eyes again and
could see the fear, the same look of fear I had seen earlier
in my dads eyes.

"I shouldn't have told you that, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to
alarm you Raymond" I said.

He just hugged me tighter, I could feel it, he could feel
it, at that moment he needed me and I needed him. We weren't
master and servant we were companions in need of comfort.

We edged ourselves over to my bed and we sat side-by-side,
arms around each other's shoulders, holding each other tight
still, saying nothing.

Eventually I said " Raymond?"

"Yes master" he replied

I'm sorry for this morning, I realise now that was so wrong
of me, I treated you like a slave not a servant"

I felt a tight squeeze then Raymond said "You should not
apologise Master Thomas, it is your right to correct my
behaviour. 

"No Raymond, you really did nothing wrong, you were worried
in your own way about the trial just as we were, and it was
wrong of me to expect that not to have some effect on you. I
now know it was totally unreasonable for me to expect you to
go on with you duties as if nothing was happening. Look at
your situation now, your being sold off after spending all
your life here with us. You have no say over this and that
is so unfair."

It was a defining moment in my life, all my previous
prejudices were thrown out, slaves were not just some lesser
animal. They were human beings with feelings and emotions, I
now realised this. My dad was now a slave; he deserved my
compassion and love still, just as much as before he was
enslaved.

I looked at Raymond and to my own amazement I confessed to
him "The truth is Raymond, this morning I was glad Ed
punished you because I wanted to see you naked."

I felt his hug soften, his body react to my comment, was he
drawing away from me?

Quickly I added "I know that was wrong, totally wrong. This
morning I could see you were embarrassed and I enjoyed your
embarrassment and humiliation. I even made it worse by
making you go back to your quarters naked, so all the other
servants could see you naked. That was so wrong; I should
suffer for doing that to you. How can I ever make that up to
you before your taken away, I'm so sorry Raymond I've been
so terrible to you"

'It is your right master Thomas, you did nothing wrong"
Raymond replied.

"Oh yes I did and you know it. You wanted to say so this
morning but your training worked, you bit your tongue, I saw
you, don't deny it Raymond. What I did might be right by law
but it was not right by moral decency. My father always
treated all his servants with decency, I broke that trust,
I'm not worthy to be your master Raymond"

As I look back on this conversation it amazes me that at 14,
I could all of a sudden come to such mature views. I think
dads trial had been the catalyst and unlocked a door in my
mind, which once opened could not be shut ever again and has
lead me to where I am today.

"Master" said Raymond, "You are now more than ever deserving
of being my master. The truth is Master Thomas, up until
this moment I have always resented you, with your wealth and
easy life style. I had none of this, my fife was all work
and service for you boys, so that you could enjoy your
wealth and position. Now Master Thomas all I want is to
serve you and I can't, life is so unfair to a servant."

"Raymond you can't imagine how much that last comments means
to me. No one since my servant nanny has really cared for
me. My parents were to busy too show me much true love and
you and your predecessors always were reserved as a servant
should be. To know that now all you want to do is serve me
is almost overwhelming."

An hour ago there was no way I would have talked like this
to anyone let alone a servant, now I was confessing and
discussing my deepest emotions with Raymond.

There was a knock on my suite door and I sent Raymond to
answer it. I could hear Mr Harris talking to Raymond. "There
you are boy; I've been looking all over for you. Bad news
boy, you need to be assembled by 3.20pm out side the
servant's quarters, ready for transporting to auction. I'm
afraid all the old masters assets are being sold off, along
with a few of the mistresses assets as well", he chuckled at
that last comment. "You'll be naked and bring nothing with
you, your new masters will take care of your needs from now
on. Understand?"

"Yes sir" Raymond replied.

As the door closed I heard Raymond curse "Fucking shit."

Till a few minutes ago I would have had him punished for
such an outburst, now I called him back to my bed, pulled
him towards me and grabbed him tight. 

I'm a very modest shy boy, as I've said, but things quickly
developed that all my modesty could not stop.

We hugged each other, both empty and frightened inside our
souls, but as we hugged the warmth of Raymond's body next to
mine, the smell of his clean well-kept body, the desire to
be loved by the one person who said he really cared for me,
before he left me forever, overcame all my modesty.

I reached for Raymond's tunic and pulled it over his head. I
pulled down his shorts and underpants, his semi erect penis
plopped into view, I slid off his sandals and began running
my hands over his wonderfully smooth warm body. 

Raymond didn't know what to do, I could see he wanted to do
the same to me but I was a master. Realising this I did what
I never thought I could do. I ignored my excessive modesty
and took off my school shirt, my shoes and socks, my shorts
and then with a moments pause to gather my nerve, I lowered
my boxers.

Raymond smiled as his eyes surveyed what no one had seen for
years. I blushed beet red. He took me into his arms and
whispered into my ears, "Don't blush I think your hairless
body is beautiful".

I smiled then gasped as his fingers stroked my erect penis,
then ran down to my balls and fondled the smooth tight sack
that lay exposed for the first time. 

The feeling was unbearable, no masturbation I had ever done
felt this good. The feel of naked skin on naked skin was so
sensual, all my nerves felt like they were electric charged,
his touch was almost unbearable. My penis was harder than I
had ever felt it, all three and a half inches pointing
straight out as little boy dicks do.

Raymond's penis was now also fully erect. It was of average
size as I was to learn later in life, being about 5 inches
when fully erect, but to me it was huge, it was also so much
thicker than my little boy cock. Like wise his ball sack was
hanging where as mine was still a tight little package
tucked under my penis and his balls were so much larger than
my poor marble sized excuses for manhood.

All my modesty was swept away as we cuddled together on my
bed. Raymond kissed my neck then ran the kisses down my
chest to my nipples, I squirmed, I had never realised how
sensitive they were, the feel of his tongue circling around
my erect nipples had me moaning with pleasure, all my
concerns were lost at that moment, I existed only for now.
The pleasure was intoxicating.

He kissed down my chest past my belly button till he reached
my erect penis, oh the sheer pleasure, He opened his mouth
and swallowed my dick. I orgasmed that very moment, the
feeling was indescribable. Pleasure and ecstasy pulsated
through my body, like nothing I had ever experienced. There
was no cum, I was not yet capable of this and I sensed in
Raymond's reaction a bit of surprise then regret, I think he
wanted to have part of me in him. Some sort of lasting
memento of this wonderful time together, as we strove to
forget the abyss that was about to separate us in less than
an hour.

Raymond showed me how to make love to his body. He gently
guided me through the actions that he knew gave him great
pleasure. He was a great teacher, loving and patient. He
told me the servants often fucked in the servant's quarters,
I was shocked and he laughed at the look on my face. "Think
about it master Thomas, we live separated from the female
servants, and a man needs his relief, isn't this so much
better than jacking yourself off?"

"I wouldn't know about that Raymond' I replied.

He looked at me and burst out laughing "You don't think I've
heard you moaning away in your rooms some afternoons after
school? Why lately it's been almost every afternoon, even
your brothers have stopped and smirked on occasions. Of
course they are no angels either Master"

Again I just blushed beet red, my most private actions, that
I thought were my deepest secret were common knowledge.

"They do it to?" I asked

"Yes master, that and a lot more, master, you didn't know
master?"

"Know what Raymond?' I asked

"That first master Edward and later master James often have
had me service them just as your father sometimes had me do,
as I'm trained to do?"

"Serviced?" 

"You mean ……" Raymond nodded; I blushed, my modesty showing
again.

"Yes master" but you have never asked for it, they did.

He could see that I was genuinely shocked at this news about
my brothers, my father and Raymond's own actions.

"It was my duty as their servant, master, it was not like
what we just shared. With them it was my duty, they ordered
me master, and with you it was much more and very
different".

I didn't know what to think of the actions of my brothers or
this new revelation about my father, no wonder Ed hesitated
for a moment this morning before agreeing to punish Raymond,
but all I wanted at that moment was for us to stay with our
bodies wrapped together on my bed. I didn't want to spoil
the few minutes left by talking about such things.

Soon however it was nearly 3pm, so reluctantly we had to
separate.

I said to Raymond as he walked out of my bedroom and my life
"I'll never forget you Raymond and if in the future I can
afford it, I'll find you and buy you back Raymond, I
promise".

He turned, smiled and said, "I'd like that very much
master".


End Chapter 3

  
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