As the Master left the 4 slaves, He heard Billy trying to calm Joshua down, but it would have been easier trying to convince a religious fanatic that being gay isn't a sin. The boy was just frantic and even tried to run and find the Master. It was his brother who finally got him to settle down by wrapping his arms around him and telling him they can try at dinner. That if he went running through the house screaming and being “more of a dumbass than you've already been”, that bastard would beat him silly. This caused a cognitive dissonance in Joshua. He loved Tommy. He was a wet dream come true for a fag like him, even if he wasn't very dominant. His looks made up for that as far as Joshua was concerned. Then there's the Master.
He represented everything that Joshua desired. He was powerful, he took what he wanted, he even made Xander suck his dick! That was crazy, Joshua thought, but so damn hot! Joshua had tried one night to get Xander to let him suck Xander's dick. Xander was going crazy. His slutty girlfriend was out of town and he was dying, so he said, because he needed to cum. But, apparently he didn't need it that bad. He told Joshua that he wouldn't let a fag suck his dick for a million dollars, even if the fag was his own brother. Then stomped off saying, “If you wanna suck my prick Joshie and eat my cum, then just suck your’s bitch!” And now, Xander had sucked his, and he deserved it for being such a butthead as far as Joshua was concerned. Served him right for not letting Joshua suck him off.
Now he's calling the Master a bastard again. Joshua was at his wits end. He looked at Xander and said, “”Fuck off cock sucker! Not like you even care!” And fell into the bed and covered his head crying.
“Joshie! You know that's not true. I was there with you, helping you find him after he sent you that text little bro! I love Tommy too, he's my friend too moron!”
“You probably want him for yourself, you faggot! Bet you wished it was his cock you just sucked, huh?”
“I'm gonna beat your ass faggot!”, Xander said loudly.
At this point, Joey knew someone had to take charge. He knew this was being recorded. The Master had cameras everywhere except His personal spaces. “Both of you shut the fuck up, right now!!”, he said with as much iron in his voice as he could muster, “Damn! You guys are so stupid. Don't fight each other, you two are so lucky to be here together. No one else here has any kind of family to support them jackasses. Y'all are stuck here, for better or for worse, so what are you going to do, just ignore each other? As if! Fucking grow up, like it or not, fighting like to sissys arguing over a dildo won't solve anything. Work together. Try talking to the Master, and explain things. But you better be prepared because He'll listen, He'll even make a deal with you, but trust me, He always has the upper hand.”
Both brothers looked at Joey, and then each other, then were starting on each other again when Billy said, “And speaking of sissys fighting over dildos, you guys should see Joey and a fag named Alex. They're like two girls in heat when there's dildo laying around. A real cat fight. Meeow!” He raises his hand and mimics a cat scratching. The room breaks out in laughter, and the brothers hug each other. And Xander says, “You owe me blow job Joshie!” And the boys giggle some more, then Billy says, “Wait! What?”
“Master had him suck me off.”, Joshua said proudly, “And it was hot. He even swallowed my cum when I told him to.”
“Damn! Was that your cum I licked off him?”, Billy asked.
Blushing, Xander says, “No. That was mine. I was told to jerk off. But some of Joshie’s cum was on my face, you licked that off.”
“I always miss out!”, Joey says.
“Is everyone here a fag except me?”, Xander asks.
“Says the cock sucker!”, Joshua blurts out, and the boys laugh again, except Xander. He just feels more humiliation coming on.
“But in answer to your question, I'm a fag,”, says Billy, “Joey was ‘Mr. Macho straight boy’ when he got here. After a few nights with the Master, well, he's been craving cum ever since!”
Joey adds, “A few guys here were like me. Pussy fucking magnets. I'd still be banging the bitches if I hadn't been brought here.”
“Now, he's a bitch with a pussy.”, Billy says with a smile. Joey and Joshua laugh. Xander cringes and says, “I'm never going to have a pussy! Forget that shit!”
Joey looks at Xander, and smiles, “Funny. I pretty much said the same thing. So did Michael.” And just looks at Xander nonchalantly, giving Xander the chills.
Downstairs, there's another conversation taking place, this one also involves Tommy.
“Tommy is Joshua's boyfriend.”, the Master says matter of factly when Jonathan and Michael enter his study. Michael is surprised that his Master knew this. He hasn't heard a word said, not even when they were downstairs. Jonathan, on the hand, was not surprised at all. If there's information to be found out, his Master will figure it out.
“I'm not surprised to hear that Sir. He demanded to know what happened to the brothers. A guard shut him up, so he couldn't finish or have an opportunity to say anything else.”, Jonathan said, “But I had a feeling something was up. I did realize he's the boy they tried to help. I just thought he wanted to know what happened because of that.”
“As I left the twins with their mentors, Joshua asked about him, and his brother said they're boyfriends. Although it will cause a few issues and means changes and more work for us both, Tommy will be staying with us. Have him cleaned up and brought to my study, and put him in a chastity cage. I'll put a collar on him before dinner. You handle it personally Jonathan. You and your helper there. To get his cooperation, just be honest. Tell him he's joining the boys and myself for dinner. Teach him protocol. You have about 35 minutes. Go now!”
“Yes Sir,”, the both say and Jonathan gives Michael a look that confuses him
“When they Master is speaking to me, even if He gives me an order that includes you, keep your mouth shut Michael. He was not speaking to us, He was speaking to me. Learn protocol boy.”
Michael sighs, and says, “Sorry. Didn't mean to anger you.”
“It's not my anger you need to worry about.”, he says with a slight laugh.
“Yes, you're right about that.”, Michael says as he feels the welts on him heating up.
“Come on and let's get this done, I'm hungry!”, Jonathan says.
“Me too, and I want dessert.”, Michael giggles, “and by that, I mean you big alpha slave cock in my ass boss man.”
“I don't wanna hear any crying when I'm slapping that ass bitch!”, Jonathan says as they approach the cell holding the boys. There's one guard watching the abductees.
“Master wants a boy brought to him. His name is Tommy. He's the tall blonde boy that looks like swimmer Sir.”, Jonathan says to the guard.
“Him huh? Good. He's disturbing the others. I had to gag him.”, the guard replies.
“I understand Mr. Washington. I'll take him off your hands, and Master can deal with him”
“Fine. Give me a minute.”
Tommy gets roused by the guard, and he flinches, trying avoid what he thought was coming, another gut punch, or worse. But instead, the guard simply says, “Come on slave, you've been summoned by the Master. His boy is here to take you to him.”
Tommy sees the two boys in the dim lighting, and starts formulating a plan. He can take the faggots, he thinks. They're all a bunch of wimps that can't even stand up to some old man.
The guard brings Tommy out, placing him in the arm of Jonathan, who grabs him by his right upper arm, rather harshly, causing some discomfort in Tommy. And before he knows it, he gets slammed against the bars and feels his arms being pulled behind. Michael produces some handcuffs, gives them to Jonathan. He clasps them on to Tommy, saying, “These are just a precaution Tommy, to make sure you don't do anything stupid and get hurt. I'd hate to see your reunion with Joshua be marred by you having a black eye or welts on your body. Tommy can't reply, he's still gagged, but he visibly lets himself relax in Jonathan's grip.
“That's better boy. You're being smart. Now, come with us, we're going to bathe you, and explain some things to you. And you, SLAVE, will listen, learn, and behave. If not, I am allowed to use a cane on your backside, and you saw how that goes this morning, yes?”
Tommy quickly nods, mumbling yes through the gag, and feels himself pulled by Jonathan and led away from the other captives. They walk a very short distance, and enter a small room that has a shower, some towels laid out, a couple chairs, and, to Tommy's horror, chains and cuffs anchored to one of the walls.
“Now Tommy, you're doing good so far. You have some choices to make. In the Master's household, choices have two outcomes, either a good one, like a reward, or the alternative, a painful one. A smart boy chooses the reward, only a dumbass or a masochist would choose the other. So Tommy, are a masochist? Do you enjoy pain, like really bad pain, Tommy?”, he asks the shaking boy. Tommy quickly shakes his head in negative, screaming no through the gag.
“I didn't think you were. Good. Now listen, and listen well. I am going to take your gag off. You will remain quiet! Then, we're going to put in the shower, and cuff your arms over your head, supported by that bar there. And Michael here, you remember him from this morning I'm sure, is going to wash you up, all nice pretty. Then we'll make you presentable, and you'll see Joshua and Xander. You 3 will be joining the Master for dinner tonight. That's quite an honor Tommy. Even I don't get to eat with Him, except on my birthday. So, you'll be on your best behavior, or else!”, the alpha slave says, and to punctuate his remark, he holds a cane up for Tommy to see. It has the proper effect and Tommy nods yes, and gets taken to the shower, Michael removes the cuffs from a wrist, and says, “Hands up over your head lover boy!”
Tommy looks at him with his eyes wide but complies, and Michael recucffs him. Then he unlocks the gag and removes it, handing the keys and gag to Jonathan. He puts the gag down, and places the keys back on his wrist. The keys are held onto a springy wrist band. Only Jonathan has one. It has a few keys on it, one that matches the locks for gags, another for the chastity cages; each gag lock has the same key, as does every chastity cage. The Master was a firm believer in making life simplistic for Himself. That was one of the reasons He had slaves. In His opinion, slaves were simplistic creatures. They simply obeyed or got punished. Nothing is easier than that. Employees were difficult , they expected things, slaves have no right of expectations. Well, except the expectation of being punished.
“Michael, a moment.”, Jonathan says and walks around the corner, Michael follows the alpha house slave. Tommy is left alone, with his thoughts and fears. A minute later, the two slaves reappear. Tommy is relieved, neither one has a knife, chain saw, or any other kind of instrument to dismember him.
“Michael is going go bathe you now Tommy, and I expect you to behave. Don't ask questions, he has no answers. And if you behave for him, you'll be rewarded.”, Jonathan says, “Understand boy?”
“Yes.”, Tommy says, “but what's going on?”
“I already explained that. Just do what Michael says, and enjoy the shower. He's exceptional at giving a nice bathing.”, the alpha slave says and walks off, saying loudly, “12 minutes Michael, be quick!.”
Michael pulls off his jockys, and its the first time Tommy sees a boy locked in chastity, and he thinks to himself, what the fuck! I can't believe this crap!! And asks, “Why are you in that?”
Michael grabs his locked slave penis, and says, “You mean this?”
“Yes “, the boy replies as he feels warm water wetting him, and cascading through his hair. Michael whispers in his ear, “You jealous stud? Don't worry, you'll have one soon enough!”
Tommy tries to say something but feeling the other boy, a very cute boy at that, washing his hair and running his long fingers over his scalp was distracting him. And even worse, he was getting a woodie! Ohh my god, this feels good, he thinks to himself.
Michael rinses his hair, and starts soaping the boy's body, massaging Tommy and works his way around his body. He washes Tommy's arms and his pits, tickling him and Tommy gently jerks, pulling on the cuffs and says, “Oww! That hurts!”, and Michael apologizes.
He washes Tommy's back and his buttocks, and takes a few extra seconds washing his crack and hole, then works his way to the boy's chest and neck, standing behind Tommy as he washes him, and says seductively, “You are so tight and sexy. I can see why Joshua loves you. You must be a beast in bed,”, he growls in the boy's ear as he soaps up Tommy's cock, and feels it instantly get hard and throb in his grip.
Tommy moans, leaning his head back, “Leave him out of this! He's special. He shouldn't even be here,”, and starts crying, “It's my fault he's here…ohh God I'm such a fuck up!”
“You'll see him soon lover boy, but first we gotta finish up here.”, the slave says as he gets down and washes the boy's legs and starts rinsing him off. He then starts paying attention to Tommy's 7 inch dick, stroking it quickly, and hears Tommy groaning and gasping as his dick gets stroked.
“Stop! What you doing?”, he demands.
“I'm taking care of this for you big boy, giving you a helping hand before Jonathan returns and starts getting you presentable for our Master. It's your reward for behaving so far, stud!”
And before Tommy can reply, Michael slams his mouth on Tommy's dick and takes it straight to the balls, every inch, and Tommy's head spins as he feels the greatest pleasure he's ever felt. Never in his short life has he ever had a guy do this, and it was amazing. He wanted to grab the boy's head and thrust himself in but he couldn't. And it ended too quickly, after another minute of Michael's professional mouth skills Tommy exploded into his mouth and throat, and Michael swallowed every drop then squeezed any left behind in his shaft, milking him dry, all while Tommy shuddered and moaned like a bitch in heat.
Michael stood up, reached up and kissed Tommy softly on his lips, and said, “Very yummy stud boy!”, and then gave him a final rinse, turned off the water, grabbed a towel and started drying his hair. Tommy was numb inside. He felt so weak. That blow job felt like his insides had gotten ripped out of him through his urethra. He didn't notice Jonathan returning, or that he had a chastity cage in his hand. Right after Michael dried his crotch and penis off, Tommy felt another hand sliding something on his dick, and looked down, seeing Jonathan putting a ring around his balls and cock, and said, “Take that off. What you doing asshole?”
Jonathan quickly stood up and slapped Tommy on the face, and said, his voice dripping with anger, “Don't you ever say that word to me, slave, or any one else in this house! Or you'll be beaten senseless slave, that's a guarantee bitch!”, he says loudly and slaps Tommy again for emphasis.
As Jonathan drops down and continues locking up the new slave in chastity, Michael says to Tommy, in a voice of experience, “That word isn't liked in this household, you'd be best to forget it, and never say it, or you'll have welts like me.”, and he shows Tommy his backside, reminding him of this late morning’s punishment he received from their Master.
He continues, “I was lucky Tommy, the Master was kind to me. I've seen him really thrash a boy and thought he was going to kill the him. He's now a labor slave, working 15 hours a day on the Master's farm. He used to have Jonathan's job.”
“All for saying asshole?”, Tommy asks with innocence.
“Well, he did more then that one offense. You'll learn more later,”, Jonathan replies as he clicks the lock on the chastity device that now is a part of Tommy's life. Michael had distracted him long enough to allow Jonathan to finish up his task, and without further incident.
Jonathan looks at the boy, and says softly, “Ok Tommy. I'm going to let your arms down. I know they're getting tired like that. We've all been in your position. I expect you to be good, and not try to get away. There's no place you can go. And there's another guard at the only exit, and trust me, if he's forced to actually do any kind if actual work, he can be…well,”, and he laughs as he about to say something, but Michael beats him to the punch, and says in Tommy's ear quietly, “A complete douchebag asshole, stud.”
And Jonathan says, laughing, “Exactly!” And Tommy just feels like he's in a ‘Twilight Zone’ episode.
“You are going to behave, yes, stud muffin?”, Michael asks the boy. And Tommy simply nods his head, and says, “Yes, I'll behave.” And he knows he will. He has no strength, and he's feeling hopeless at this point, and wishes this was a nightmare and that he'd wake up soon, at home in his bed. But that's not going to happen. He got kicked out 2 months ago when his mother walked in on him being fucked by her boyfriend. She flipped and wouldn't listen to him when he sat there crying and saying that her fucked up boyfriend had raped him, saying he was tired of “his spoiled, faggot ass disrespectful attitude and was going to teach him a lesson he'd never forget!”
She didn't believe him, and said even if her boyfriend did rape him, he probably had it coming because he's always prancing around in his boxers and sticking his tongue out at him, and behaving like a freaky slut. So Tommy ended up on the streets, living in fear everyday, starving, and the only small joy in life was Joshua hadn't given up on him. He even told Tommy the day they got abducted that he and his brother had found a solution to his problem and were coming to tell him the good news. An hour later, he felt a needle stick his arm, and was groggily aware of the voices of Joshua and Xander screaming something, and he saw them, and even saw a needle going into Joshua's neck before he blacked out.
Jonathan removes the cuffs from Tommy and guides him to a chair, telling him to sit down, and hands him some clean jockys to put on as Michael brushes his hair. And Jonathan starts talking, “Now! Listen Tommy and listen well and for God sakes, keep your mouth shut or I'll lock that gag back on you, got it?”
Tommy just nods yes. And Jonathan contunes,
“First off, there's no escaping this. Secondly, the Master has decided that you're staying here, that means you're not going into the hunt. He knows Joshua and you had a relationship in your past life. And he's decided to let you stay, and be with Joshua here instead of being shipped of to Africa, or the middle east, or wherever. That's a lucky break for you, and totally unlike our Master. Notice i said OUR MASTER! He's now your Master too. You, and Joshua, and his brother, are, like Michael and I, his property and slaves!”
“That's against…”, the boy says.
And Jonathan says, “Shut up slave!”, as he raises his hand, acting like he's about to backhand Tommy, and Tommy flinches while shutting his mouth and starts to sob.
“I'm not going to get into the legal or illegal aspects of our lives. Its not important. There's nothing you, or I, or anyone else can do about it. There's no police coming here to rescue you. You're not in the states any more, or any where that has anyone who gives a fuck about us. There are slaves on this island who have been here for 20 plus years, and not a single person has shown up to ‘save’ them Tommy,” the alpha boy continues, as he illustrates quotation marks when saying save.
“You'd be better off accepting the truth. You are a slave now. And like I said earlier, our lives are based on choices and consequences. Here's the choice and consequences you are facing. You can accept your new life, go upstairs, and have dinner with the Master and your boyfriend, and possibly have a nice evening that ends in a good way. Or!”, and the alpha slave says that loudly and with venom in his voice, “You can continue fighting this and end up either being punished, not just punished boy, but punished in front of Joshua so he sees you crying like a weak bitch, then get forced to run in the woods hoping you get captured by a man that's at least half as kind as your current owner. And trust me, SLAVE, those men coming here are monsters!!”
Even Michael is taken back by the words he hears coming from the alpha slave, and gains a new respect and even, a new sense of trepidation about Jonathan. He looks at Jonathan, and Jonathan stares back, and says, with anger, “You have something to say too boy?” And his look and words send a chill down the spine of Michael, and he says, quietly, looking down, “No alpha, this slave has nothing to say.”
“Then show this bitch how to present himself to our OWNER, and he better do it properly. We head upstairs in 5 minutes boys!”, he says and storms off. And Michael has never had a guy turn him on so much with his dominant attitude except the Master Himself, and licks his lips as Jonathan storms off.
He then looks at Tommy and says, “You better not fuck this up, stud muffin. Now, follow my lead…”
When the Master enters his study, He's very happy to see three slaves waiting for him. Jonathan and Michael, and the boy Tommy. Each boy is on his knees, and from his knees to his shoulders, in a straight position, no slouching, with their hands behind their backs, heads bowed, and looking down. Not a single one looks up, but He did notice a sideways glance from Tommy. He'd let that past, for now. He walks to the front of the desk, and leans on it, his butt resting on the edge, and asks, “I hope there were no issues Jonathan?” He did notice that Tommy's cheeks were a little red, a sure sign of a slap or two.
“Some initial resistance Master. Nothing that I would burden you with for needing further correction. The new slave behaved quite well. I've dealt with worse boys, Sir.”, Jonathan said.
“Yes, I know you have. And you Michael, how are doing after this morning?”
“I'm doing fine, my Master,”, the boy says as he looks up at his Master, “And I'm learning a new respect for our alpha Sir. His responsibilities are more than I ever realized. He has a difficult job at times. And I was only making it harder on him. For that, I apologize, not just to him, also to you Master! I behaved like a spoiled child.”
“Then that's in the past, slave. We'll not bring it up any more. And you can show Jonathan your new found respect and gratitude for his position by taking care of his needs these next few days,” the Master says with a smile.
“It'll be my pleasure to serve him Sir, he needs some good stress relief and other kinds of release for the great pressures he feels.”, Michael says with a large smile on face. This doesn't go unnoticed by Tommy who mutters, “Ohh god.”, under his breath.
“God has nothing to do with this Tommy, the Master says, “Now, eyes up boy, look at me!”, He demands.
Tommy looks up at the Master, with some fear in his eyes. He's unsure of things, that's normal actually for a boy that's been abducted, but he's still expecting some crazy guy yielding a knife and wearing some face of a victim as a mask to come running up and start cutting on him. That's the only thing he can come up with that makes any sense of this shit. After all, being turned into a slave? That shit doesn't happen in the world now days, because if it did, surely the government would stop it! Not like they support slavery. But he'd be surprised. Some of the Master's best customers were politicians and world leaders. The Master takes his time looking at the boy. He stands 6’2”, almost a full foot over the brothers. Probably close to 160 pounds, tailored body, broad shoulders, narrow hips, a swimmer's pysique, although he isn't a swimmer. Blonde hair, medium length that he kept in a natural style, and ice blue eyes, clear, with long lashes over them. Definitely a pretty specimen, and he can aee why Jonathan was at least, sexually, attracted to the boy. Problem is, joshua would have lost interest quickly, the boy isn't dominant enough. Not exactly a submissive either He thinks, but that's unimportant. Anyone can be trained and made to behave. It just takes a few long sessions in the dungeon.
“Jonathan, check on dinner. Then have the boys taken to my private dining room, we'll be there shortly. You Michael, stay here, and keep you mouth shut!”, the Master says. Jonathan quickly gets up and walks off, saying, “Yes Sir.”, as he walks away. Michael squirms a little. The Master's tone made him feel as if trouble was coming, well not trouble, but something painful. What now?, he thinks.
Then Master turns His attention back to Tommy, and says, “I'm going to tell you some things Tommy so you understand what it is you are now a part of. I will not tolerate being interrupted, so, don't speak, don't try to ask questions. Just be smart and keep your mouth shut. I'll give you the opportunity to speak shortly. You understand me, boy?”, He asks the slave.
Tommy, petrified at this point, merely nods his acquince.
“Thank you.”, the Master says.
“You're here, Tommy, because you were living on the streets. I have boys that are homeless, or aging out foster care, brought to me for my needs. What my needs are, well, that varies from time to time. My needs, at this time, are my annual BIB hunt. The hunt is where wealthy men pay me millions of dollars to enjoy tracking down and capturing a boy, like you, and then taking his prey home as a prize. Of course, it really just comes to this, I sell homeless boys into slavery. These boys, for the most part, are trained and end up being turned into ‘pleasure’ slaves. In other eords, they're sex slaves. The serve men, and sometimes even women, for their pleasure. Some become dungeon slaves, or a gimp..you do know what a gimp is, don't you, Tommy?”, the Master asks.
Tommy stutters, “I'm not really sure…Sir, but..but…”, he says choking on his words. He really doesn't know but it sounds like something he wouldn't enjoy.
“It's not important Tommy, suffice it to say, its a slave that gets abused regularly for the pleasure of sadists…”
“I know what that means…”, Tommy says, as the Master says, “Good. You're a smart boy then. As I was saying, that's what I do. And you were a homeless boy that my clients would find.. acceptable. So, I had you abducted. Abducting homeless boys or boys leaving the foster care system greatly reduces the risk associated with my choice of income. I'm sure you can understand that. Yes?”
Tommy senses a trap here, so treads easily, “Well, yes Sir, but isn't this wrong? I mean.. slavery was ended by the civil war!” of course, he's actually list in all this, not understand anything except that 4 days ago he was on the streets, and now he's here, wherever here happens to be located.
“Slavery in the United States was ended during the American Civil War, yes, but in the world, although ‘outlawed’ in most nations today, it is still practiced world wide and in every nation. Slavery is the second oldest profession in the world Tommy, the first being a whore!”
At this comment, Michael snickers some. And both people having the discussion look at him, and the Master asks, “You have something to say Michael?”
“No Master, this slave knows its not his place to interject himself into your business Sir. I just..what you said was funny Sir, I apologize.” Tommy giggles some, then remembers where he is and looks back at the Master. The Master smiles at Tommy, and Tommy is taken back slightly, the Master's smile makes him feel safe, and he smiles back, but he's also struggling with this new feeling. He can see why these people like Him.
“I'm getting hungry, and my guest are waiting, so, let's continue. Where was I. Ahh, yes. You and the boys. You! I know more about you than you think Tommy. Kicked out by your mother after her boyfriend raped you,”, and Tommy is about to ask something when the Master holds His hand up, “He was in bar, bragging to a friend about orchestrating your being kicked out, and my man heard this. He was looking for a boy to bring me, so he started researching and investigating your situation. You met my parameters, so your abduction was ordered by me. And two days later, during the operation, the twin brothers interfered. I didn't know why. I just thought, what are the odds? Bad luck for them. And had 2 extra boys were delivered. And I just so happen to be in the need of some new boys.”
He walks to a small bar in His study and grabs a rye whiskey, fixes Himself a drink, on the rocks, no water, and continues, “Then Joshua asked about you. And Xander said you were his brother's boyfriend,”, the Master looks at Tommy for confirmation.
“Yea, he is,”, the boy says. The Master looks at him sternly, and says, “Answer that properly slave!” And Tommy looks dumbfounded, and lost. The Master's tone shook him out of the comfort zone and he stared blankly at his new owner. And then Michael nudges him, mouthing sir.
“Ohh, Yes Sir, its true. Sorry Sir.”, he says
“Don't forget again. Now, to finish. Hearing what I did, and needing to meet some new businesses matters, I decided I'd keep you here, as one of my house slaves, and understand this, I'll use you, or Joshua, to punish the other. And even throw Xander in the mix. I've already pitted them against each other, and I'll use you too boy. So. Like I told the brothers, you can fight this and see someone you love get hurt in a rather crude method, or you can accept what is now your life from this minute forward.” And the Master pulls from His pocket, a collar and walks toward Tommy, and says, “Now, stay still while I put this collar on you and lock it around your neck and then we'll go sit with the brothers and eat, or, you can be stupid, resist and fight me, and I'll send your ass back down to that cell and you'll be tranquilized in the woods, wake up in a dog cage, and 12 hours later you'll be in jet being flown overseas, and no one here will ever think anything about it, and in a month, at the most, not even Joshua will remember you! So?”, He holds open the collar, standing right in front of Tommy. Tommy looks at the Master, then the collar. He even glances at Michael, and sees the look on his face. He looks like a puppy waiting for a treat, Tommy thinks, and he thinks about the shower, and even of Jonathan, and sees Joshua in his mind's eye, and looks back at the Master, holds his head up proudly, and says,”I won't fight against you Sir.”
The Master quickly collars Tommy and he hear the click of the small lock, and it feels like a million pounds on his body. He'll find a way to get them all out of here. He has too, he needs to save Joshua, and even his dumbass brother.
“Now Tommy. Say who I am, slave. Say it now!”
Tommy needs a few seconds to think, and then he says,”Master! Um.. you're my Master, I guess, Sir.”
“In time, when you say it, you'll believe it, and even say it with pride! Now, let's go eat.”
