This and all stories written by the Sanibelboys is Copyrighted 2009. All `World Wide Rights' are Reserved.
With work, school and a few other things, it has taken longer for me to get this chapter done, so I hope all like it.
As Zeb watched Mr. Alderton slowly make his way back up to the main road, he was suddenly struck by that life long saying which had been deeply embedded into his thought process; "Make everything you do `A Lesson In Time'.
Time was something Zeb was discovering that had been eluding him over the last few days. Zeb had been occupied with almost every detail of his new business venture that he was almost to the point of losing sight of his ultimate goal.
As Mr. Alderton's car drove from his view, Zeb noticed Will and Randy making their way towards the juvenile building, while at the same time he discovered that the six `homo' boys were now working naked amongst those others who were tasked to maintain the yard and surrounding areas. He smiled inwardly, leaving himself a brief but fulfilling sense of accomplishment.
Will and Randy stopped short of entering the juvenile barn, watching from the entry gate the going on of Luke and delighting in the frequent pleadings and yelps of the once arrogant boy.
Turning his attention to the next task, Zeb moved hastily towards the gate leading to the back of the house.
He was somewhat pleased, yet a bit perplexed, to see Tyler and Cam still enjoying the refreshing water of the swimming pool.
"What the fuck!", shouted Zeb, hoping to grab the attention of the two males.
"Sorry Master", Cam said as he pulled himself out of the pool and assumed the proper kneeling position.
"I'm sorry also Sir", Tyler said as he too climbed from the pool and went to grab his shirt and shorts.
"Just leave them be", Zeb barked. "We've work to do and who gives a shit whether or not you're naked or dressed."
Tyler froze in place, trying to determine the reason or reasons that Zeb was acting so bothered. "Sure thing... not a problem", Tyler said calmly.
"We've got to get all that computer crap installed and running before supper. You won't have much time for playing `grab ass' this afternoon. I'd never have thought that all of a sudden you're letting your queer side show Tyler."
"I'm not a queer. You can't tell me that you never played like this when you were growing up. Every boy fools around some time in his life, or don't you want to remember when ...", Tyler said giving Zeb a stare right before Zeb interrupted.
"Enough of this bantering back and forth Tyler. You
work for me now and it's not your place to attempt to correct me, unless you want to be treated as some one in a much lesser category", Zeb said returning Tyler's glare.
"Now then you two come with me", Zeb ordered, just as Will and Randy were coming into the pool area.
Will and Randy looked at each other and then at Zeb wondering if Zeb meant that sentence to apply to them.
"Glad that you two are here", Zeb said with a faint smile. "I need your help with something and now is as good a time as any to take of it. Follow us."
As Zeb opened the door leading into the kitchen, Will and Randy wondered if it had anything to do with Tyler. They both nudged each other as if to say, `sure hope so'.
The proverbial `shit' hit the fan as soon as Zeb had one foot in the kitchen.
Zeb was instantly twisting the right ear of John Henry, who he'd found sitting at the kitchen table, while Coffee was keeping himself busying by scrubbing the floor in his own little living space off of the kitchen and pantry.
"What the hell are you doing slave? Do you think that just because your previous owners are no longer around, that you can do as you fucking please?", Zeb shouted as he kept twisting the slaves ear until the slave was on his knees, staring at Zeb's crotch.
"No Master. Sorry Maste r", John Henry said, as he tried in vain to keep himself from crying out in pain.
Tyler, Cam, Will and Randy had froze in place, just watching and waiting for the next blow to strike.
The commotion had also interrupted Coffee from his work, and now he too was mesmerized at what he was witnessing.
"This piece of shit needs to learn obedience and a whole lot more respect for his betters", Zeb said to Will and Randy.
Zeb motioned for Will and Randy to approach, as he himself knelt face to face with John Henry.
"Boy, I'm only going to say this one time and one time only... so listen well", Zeb said rather sternly to John Henry.
"In case you haven't figured it out yet, I know that you are the one who was sneaking off long before I got here, to send emails out to my father about what HAD been going on around here. Those days are over, as of this second.
And if I was to really give a shit, which I don't, I just want you to know that I've been in contact with your father. You remember him don't you? Well, let's just say that in a week's time you and he will be reunited once again. Only this time, your father, your soon to be Master, doesn't want to see any part or parts of the former you. He's left me a `laundry list' of changes that he expects to see in you when he arri ves. So today will be the first day of the rest of your pathetic life as far as I'm concerned."
John Henry broke down, tears and wailing, as if he'd just been bullwhipped.
"Now then boy", Zeb continued, "For the next week you'll not have any contact with others unless it is for giving blow jobs or for being bitched'. Your father's directions are quite specific and it appears that he has a need for a bitch' in his business; lord only knows that some of them heathens down there like to see a boy get truly `bitched'."
Zeb pulled out a piece of paper from his left rear pocket and began to read some of it aloud. No human contact except for proper bitch sex. No sight or sound allowed. To be kept on all fours. Proper food twice a day along with a small human' meal at dinner'.
"Sounds to me as if dear old dad really wants you fucked by some doggie dick, boy", Zeb said as he tried not to laugh. "I guess we need to be getting you squared away in your new home".
Looking at his two overseers, Zeb said rather calmly, yet with a grin, "You'll find the bitch's new stuff in the front hall in the box marked `Bow Wow'. There should be a new hood and mitts for her paws, along with a nice sized butt plug with a short tail for using when she ain 't getting screwed. It's all stuff that we've used before so use it all and make our little bitch girl nice and comfy. She'll be living outside in the old dog kennel on the far side. Make sure that her head and back legs are kept nice and secure. We wouldn't want some one or some thing to mess her up to much before her new owner comes to pick her up, now do we."
In unison came the Yes Sir' from the overseers along with a shit eating' grin.
"Come along girl! Get a move on", Randy ordered John Henry; who by now was feeling total devastation and humiliation.
There was an eerie silence in the kitchen as John Henry began crawling towards the door, with all eyes watching his subservience. Will began to follow the slave out while Randy hustled to the front hallway to retrieve the box filled with the goodies.
"I'll check in on you guys and the `bitch' later on", Zeb said quite calmly, before turning his attention back to the others.
"Cam I want you to stay here and help Coffee with whatever it is that he needs help with. I don't want to see you lagging, or I'll simply put you outside with that other slave and I'm sure you wouldn't appreciate that at all", Zeb said smiling.
"Yes Master", came the simple yet proper reply.
"Tyler come with me and I'll show you to the office area and then you can get started", Zeb said as he quickly moved toward the hall just outside of the kitchen.
Zeb paused for a brief moment at the door which led to the basement. He thought about, but quickly dismissed, the idea of going downstairs to check on his brother Kevin. Zeb knew all to well that if he'd followed through with that thought that he'd probably spend way to much time downstairs and allow the other things to be put on hold.
It didn't take long before Zeb was in full swing, telling Tyler what he needed done on setting up the new computer system; especially the part about assuring him that there was no way that any one outside of himself and Tyler could access the new setup.
Tyler seemed happy now that he was doing something that he knew a great deal about. It appeared easy enough to follow along with all of Zeb's requirements. For sure the new computer system wouldn't or couldn't be accessed by anyone not permitted to do so.
Zeb watched in amazement as Tyler ran wires and plugged this and that in. He knew for sure that he'd have to probably even keep the office door locked while his mom and dad where here visiting next week. God forbid they find out that there oldest son has a hidden agenda.
Once Tyler had completed the setup, he powered up the machine and watched as it came to life on the large flat screen.
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Zeb stood silently behind Tyler; amazed at the depth of Tyler's knowledge on electronics. In the days and months ahead, Tyler just might prove to be an even more `valuable asset' than previously thought.
Zeb swiftly moved towards the briefcase on the desk and removed several discs that he need Tyler to work with.
After handing the discs to Tyler and instructing him on the purpose and need for the information contain therein to be placed on the computer for immediate and future use.
"Not a problem Sir", Tyler said with a youthful eagerness and smile.
Zeb returned to his previous spot behind Tyler and watched the computer screen come to life with a mountain of information.
It was only a matter of seconds before Tyler felt the softness of Zeb's hands rubbing the tops of his shoulders.
"Sure is good that you understand this crap Tyler. I can just about get through typing and writing emails on these fucking computers; but then again, I have really never had a great need for them until now", Zeb said as he continued to kneed the muscles in Tyler's shoulders along with, now, the upper muscles in Tyler's gorgeous chest.
Either Tyler didn't care to say anything about the attention, or he didn't want to break the spell of the moment, he just simply kept on installing the information on the discs to the computer.
"Sure=2 0looks like somebody has done a good job setting up these programs", Tyler said softly. "Dozens of spreadsheets, stacks of inventory sheets and lots more."
"Yes, I had some major help with this project before I arrived here. The spreadsheets we'll be using to track expenses and income not to mention our tax breaks and deductions. The inventory sheets are going to come in real handy, because YOU MY MAN are the one who will be transferring a small mountain of paper files onto them. The inventory files are basically to keep track of every slave we have here and that will give us a much better base to start with when it comes time to sell some of them off. It's like having money in the bank."
"Dang... sure looks like you covered all of the bases on this one", Tyler said as he continued clicking and typing away.
Zeb's hands by now had moved down to Tyler's nipples and Zeb made no attempt to disguise what he was doing or feeling. "You have some pretty great tits here", Zeb said in a more somber tone of voice. "I don't remember ever seeing them like this, let alone so attentive to touch."
"Well Sir, you have to remember that growing up as friends the only thing the two of us did was to have circle jerks and jack each other off. We really never did stuff like this ya know", Tyler said sorta kinda sadly.
"When
you get this little project underway, I want you to go up to Kevin's room and get his `company' computer and see about extracting his journal from it. You can put it on a disc if you want and then make a file for it on the office computer", Zeb said with what sounded like his familiar tone of authority.
"Sure thing Sir, happy to do it", Tyler replied.
It finally struck Zeb that over the last few minutes Tyler was using the word `sir' and that pleased in very much.
"When do I get to meet up with Kevin?" Tyler inquisitively asked.
"Let's just say that Kevin is busy for now and leave it at that. I'm sure you'll be getting together pretty soon. He's doing something for himself and me that we gotta do for a little longer; at least until my parents leave."
Zeb began twisting the light colored hair on Tyler's chest and made gently pulling motions on the strands. "You might think about getting these hairs removed ya know. Around here, you never know who might be wanting to suck on your nipples and this fucking hair just gets in the way and doesn't make for a sensual session of tit sucking", Zeb said softly and with a hint of suggestive thinking.
Tyler continued working, even with his breathing becoming more erratic and labored. "I'll give it some thought Sir", Tyler repl ied.
Even though Zeb wanted to continue feeling the young man up some more, he knew that distractions slowed things down and that would equate to wasted manpower.
"I'll go get the files you'll be needing for the inventory stuff", Zeb said as he removed his hands and began to head out of the room and up the stairs.
Moments later Tyler heard a voice coming from the direction of the kitchen and quickly recognized it as that of Luke. Tyler kept entering information on the computer, until he began to smell the intoxicating odor of leather.
"You look good sitting there", Luke said, startling Tyler.
"Just doing what I'm being paid to do", Tyler said, mentally noting that Luke was standing directly behind him.
"Why's you all naked boy?" questioned Luke.
"Well I was in the pool and Zeb said that I really didn't need to have my clothes back on just to sit here and work with the new computer", Tyler replied.
"Yep, Zeb is a very wise man for his age", Luke said matter of factly.
Tyler felt something soft, yet firm brushing against the upper part of his back and turned around to only discover that Luke was gently gliding his huge black cock back and forth on Tyler's upper back.
"You look pretty good and really sexy in those leather chaps and leather vest", Tyler said
with a smile.
"Thanks", Luke responded in kind. "You think my dick is sexy too?"
"Don't know about sexy, but it sure is the biggest cock I've ever seen", Tyler replied.
In less than a minute, Luke had Tyler willingly on his knees sucking and licking two huge testicles.
"Seems to me that you ain't a rookie when it comes to this", Luke said in his own commanding tone of voice.
Luke eased Tyler off of his balls and proceeded to bat Tyler's lips and cheeks with his Hershey Chocolate manstick.
Taking a firm grip on to Tyler's hair, Luke guided his massive prick into the kneeling man's eager mouthhole. Back and forth he moved Tyler's head, each time feeding him a little more of his cock. Luke knew all to well, that unless Tyler was a true cocksucker that the lad would soon be choking on it.
"It's all in keeping yourself all trimmed up in the sex department Tyler", Luke said eagerly. "A man feels better when he keeps his nuts clean and his cock smooth. Gives ya a much better feeling of sex, not to mention a more eagerness on the part of the cocksucker. I don't know too many boys like you that like to end up picking hair out from between their teeth."
Zeb had just entered the office and froze, after seeing the sight before him. He quickly and quietly put the armload=2 0of folders on top of a credenza and proceeded to watch Tyler sucking cock.
Luke kept talking to Tyler the entire time, but did notice that they now had an audience.
"Take it deep girlie. Make your daddy happy. Daddy is going to feed you a good snack real soon pretty boy. No need to keep hiding your talents anymore boy. We'll keep this sorta stuff just between us free men. You want daddy up your love tunnel baby boy?"
Tyler was now gaging and frantic to get air back into his lungs just as Luke unloaded a massive deposit of man seed. "Don't go letting none of daddy's seed come out of your mouth pussy boy. I wouldn't want to punish you for doing so, even if you are a free man. I don't like wasting what god gave me", Luke said as he continued holding tightly to Tyler's head hair, while Tyler was thrashing his arms against Luke's upper legs and butt.
When Tyler was finally free from Luke's vise grip, he quickly dropped completely to the floor and gasped for air faster than a man dangling from a hangman's noose.
"Come on back up here honey pot", Luke said rather commandingly. "I never likes my cock to dribble snot after I shoot my manseed. Get your fucking tongue out and clean me up".
Tyler forced himself back up onto his knees and quickly gave Luke's cock head a pretty hefty tongue bath. Luke seemed=2 0pleased and remained silent.
Tyler was still oblivious to Zeb's presence until Zeb spoke up.
"Damn Luke, couldn't you use another mouth instead of Tyler's?" Zeb said firmly, yet inwardly his insides were all ablaze with happiness and glee.
"Didn't take much convincing on my part Zeb", Luke said. "The boy must have been overcome by the intoxicating smell of my chaps and vest."
Tyler was red with shame and embarrassment. "Sorry about this Sir", Tyler said rather quickly as he returned to his chair and began to enter more data from the discs.
Zeb moved all of the folders over to the desk and Tyler was amazed at the high stack of folders. "All this has to go into the system?"
"Yep, and we need to try and get it all done before Monday. The parents are coming Monday afternoon, the new vet will be here, the state is delivering our new SIMS machine and god only knows what the fuck else is going to pop up in the meantime; so we have got to do as much as we can, as fast as we can. Once you get started, if you show me how to do some of this crap, I'll sit down and do some of it myself." Zeb replied. "You don't have to worry about doing work on any of the spreadsheets because before I came down, my friend up in the Dakotas showed me how to enter shit and how to get information out that I might
need."
Tyler seemed content and quite happy that he would only have to deal with a small segment of entries. "It will be easy to show you how to enter most of this paperwork stuff Sir".
Luke looked at Zeb, grinning, as he heard Tyler use the word `sir'.
"All I have to do with some of this stuff is to scan it and put it into the proper folder. That will save a whole lot of time", Tyler said beaming from ear to ear.
"Great, that's good to know. That way we'll have more time to spend together with doing other stuff", Zeb said returning the smile; knowing all to well that Tyler was trying to distract everybody from what had just happened.
"I was telling Tyler about trimming and shaving some of his man hair off. Telling him how much better he'll feel when somebody is giving him a good blowjob or nutsack sucking", Luke said.
"Yeah, and I already mentioned to him about shaving off his chest hair too. Most of us men know the importance of keeping not only in shape, but looking the part also", Zeb interjected.
"Well, it's all up to him. I'd be happy to help him if'n he wants to feel and look the part. All the boy has to do is ask ya know", Luke said with a sadistic grin.
Tyler remained silent throughout the last round of explicit comments; opting to appeared to tally engrossed in his work.
"I'll go get all of us a cold drink, then you and I can sit down at discuss a bunch of stuff while Tyler keeps hitting the keys", Zeb said calmly.
"Ya got any beer in that fridge?" asked Luke.
"Not yet we don't", Zeb said laughingly, as he departed for the kitchen.
Luke was sitting in one of the many leather chairs be the time Zeb returned.
Zeb handed a drink to Luke and said, "I'm glad you changed into your more comfortable clothes Luke. You always did look good in leather not to mention you do your best work in just chaps, vest and boots", to which both men toasted one another with their cold drinks.
"Here you are Tyler. We don't have any booze around so you'll have to make do with this fruit drink", Zeb said as he handed Tyler a tall glass filled with what appeared to be some sort of Cranberry or Raspberry drink.
"We shouldn't have any more problems with that snot nosed fucking redneck kid after today", Luke said with enthusiasm. "I laid into him real good. He'll have a back and ass full of red marks for a few days but no lasting scars. As for the other teenage faggots, I don't think they care much for him either. Not a single kid asked me to stop the whipping so I'm guessing that they all believed in our method of discipli ne."
Laughing loudly Zeb remarked, "if they think a whipping is the only thing in store for them, they got a lot more thinking to do".
"Amen to that", Luke replied.
"I've already taken care of that situation with the former John Henry. Randy and Will have him outside in the kennel getting him all pretty and settled in his new home for the week. I'm thinking that he'll be getting fucked by some of the other slaves if we use the thought of fucking him as some form of reward for good work and good behavior. Hell, even you and me might find the time to fuck him a few times. Nothings better than fucking a boy who can't talk back or move around. He'll just kneel there and take it like the `bitch' he is going to be transformed into", Zeb said with conviction.
"Do you really think his old man is going to make him bitch for dogs?" Luke asked, as Tyler's ears began to perk up from the conversation coming from behind him.
"Well, from his email he says that he now has a rather diverse list of clients that really take to getting off watching such shit. He even went so far as to say that he'd reward us handsomely if we could get that lazy dog of ours to get back into the habit of burying his boner in a bitches ass, like he used to do to Jordan."
"Fuck me!" Luke said rather l oudly, getting the attention of Tyler who for an unknown reason spouted out with, "no thanks".
All three free men laugh aloud.
"Let's get back to more important matters", Zeb said after the laughter had calmed down. "We've got a very important night coming up tomorrow and I don't want to have any snags. This cookout is going to make us or break us. We've got the mayor, judge and sheriff coming and they're bringing their families if they have one. We've got to be certain to not only impress them but `impress upon them' that we're here to stay and we're not here to be overly generous.
We have to keep in mind that all three of them have a slave from here that, to date, we've not much control over. There's going to have to be some sort of trade-off if they desire to keep their slave.
I'm thinking along the lines of making sure that the sheriff and his people don't pass up any opportunity to arrest someone who might show us a nice profit. We need the mayor to start invoking some of the laws in town and around the county and we need the judge to start seeing our way of doing business so that he will sentence more to a term of indenturement rather than confining them to a jail cell.
I know for a fact that the judge loves his slave boy, and I'm thinking that the sheriff's wife and kids love=2 0theirs too. The mayor is a different bird though. He is sorta like a closeted S and M freak, but we all know how to handle guys like that."
"Sounds like we have our work cut out for us tomorrow night Zeb, but I'm sure that all of us can pull it off just the way you want it to be done", replied Luke.
"Just tell me what I can do to help and I'll do it" Tyler said with his head buried in the computer work.
"For starters we have to probably get the teenagers cleaned up and wearing something scant, so they can act as servers and we need to have some of the other slaves outside working when our guest arrive. I was even thinking, that since in fact it will be Saturday that we might even have a discipline or punishment session readily available for any of them that want to witness it", Zeb said with his mind now going all out with affirmative thinking.
"No party is going to be a hundred percent perfect, but we sure as hell can give it our all", Luke said, as if he was making copious mental notes of what Zeb was saying.
"When I send you to town in the morning, take at least two slaves with you to load the food for the party. It probably wouldn't hurt if you stopped by the liquor store and purchased a variety of alcohol in case somebody wanted some libations", Zeb continued aloud with his thought process.
"In=2 0the morning, we need to get the grounds crew to work inside around the pool to make all the flowers and shrubs like pristine and luxurious. I don't want to leave anything to chance. God knows what this place used to look like if they've ever visited here before; and I'm guessing that they've all been out here at one time or another, if nothing more than to watch a video being made or just to purchase some of them. They're all probably nothing more than a small group of older pervs who get off on shit like that" Zeb said just before taking another sip of his drink.
Luke simply replied "Got it", as he discreetly motioned for Zeb to take a peak at Tyler.
"How ya doing over there Tyler?" Zeb questioned.
There was a noticeable pause before Tyler said, "doing fucking great".
Both Zeb and Luke grinned as they watched Tyler take another gulp of his cold drink.
"Ok then", Zeb began. "Now you know what needs to be done to accomplish our goals, so we'll all work towards the common goal."
"You give any more thought to a high and tight haircut boy", Luke said in a booming tone.
"Just a little bit", Tyler said rather lazily. "I suppose you two know more about that kind of shit than I do. It might not be such a bad thing the more I think about it, but I'm ha ving a bit of a hard time concentrating right this minute with all sorts of shit going through my brain."
Luke glanced over at Zeb, who quietly gave a demonstration to Luke that he'd spiked the drink with something. Luke smiled; his glaring white teeth sparkled in the artificial light.
Luke and Zeb continued talking, past the cookout and on to things pertaining to the upcoming week; until they noticed that Tyler's fingers weren't working as fast as they were before.
"Tyler... TYLER... are you okay buddy" Zeb barked
"Yep, I'm just ducky siiir", Tyler said with a stutter.
"Looks like you need some fresh air boy", Luke said.
"Yeah, I think I need some air", Tyler replied, as now Zeb and Luke were standing on either side of him.
Zeb moved closer to Tyler and began speaking to him in a somewhat brotherly' fashion. "You know Tyler, that it might be a good thing to remember everything that has been explained to you from the get go'. Even though you're now working for me, all of the agreements you signed with my dad and his company still hold water here also. Don't you think that you should look all prettied up when you and Kevin meet? It wouldn't be fair if you at least didn't get yourself all cleaned up a wee tad bit because Kevin got all cleaned up for dad and mom an d all the other free men around here. You have to remember that in some ways Kevin is still an intern just like you are."
"Yeah, I suppose what you say is true", Tyler said; barely able to keep his eyes open.
Zeb was quick and stealth like when he got right up to Tyler's face and extracted his own beautiful male member. "Look at what you might get if you're a good boy", Zeb whispered softly into Tyler's ear. "I saw you and Luke a few minutes ago and it sure did look like the two of you were enjoying each other."
Tyler was stone cold silent, not knowing what to say.
"I can always call up, in my mind, the times that we jerked off together. You always seemed to keep your eyes on my dick and never said a word until after I blasted a good load all over the place", Zeb said, continuing his thought process.
"Yeah, you always did shoot like a rocket", Tyler replied.
"I'm wondering, now, if all those times that you weren't thinking about having my cock up your sweet and tight ass", Zeb said with a smile.
"Well..." Tyler replied rather quietly.
"Have you ever been fucked?" Zeb questioned in his normal tone of voice.
"Hell no", Tyler answered, sounding disturbed. "If anybody is getting fucked around here it should be Kevin. Kevin is20the ass that I have always wanted to plow."
"Well, that sure is odd coming from you", Zeb answered. "According to all of the physiological tests you took at dad's place it says that YOU are the one more likely to desire to be fucked. It says in the report that you have the make-up of a typical submissive with a desire to be dominated and it goes on to say that you also have a tendency to fanaticize about being in some form of sado-masochistic relationship or lifestyle."
"That if bull shit", Tyler said with a rising tone of anger.
"It's all true Tyler. Once we get the computer work all done, I'll show you all of the paperwork that proceeded your arrival. Hell, even my mom and dad have comments in the report pertaining to what they'd be teaching you if you'd have stayed in their employ. And by now, I know that you know just exactly what my mother is capable of doing", Zeb said with a smirk. "Besides, there's no arguing with the boss, now is there."
Tyler remained silent, while his embarrassment and humiliation seemed to continue.
"Just look at your own penis", Zeb said desiring not to let up. "The fucking thing is rock hard. I'm thinking you are wishing you were all alone so you could masturbate. Do you want to jack-off now? Do you want Luke and me to leave you alone so you can stroke your sal ami? Would you like it if Kevin was here so you could fuck him?
The room was dead silent for what seemed an eternity, while Zeb rubbed his own stiff cock on Tyler's cheek.
"Well, this isn't getting any work done around here, now is it?" Zeb spoke with a more casual tone to his voice.
"How about Luke taking you to get cleaned up a bit and I'll sit here and trudge through some of the financial shit", Zeb said smiling.
Luke smiled, but remained silent, as did Tyler.
Zeb stepped away from Tyler and indicated to Luke that he should take Tyler and get him all prettied up.
Tyler seemed to be momentarily oblivious to the situation as Luke eased the man to his feet.
"Just make sure he's all nice and clean and pretty. Nothing to drastic. We wouldn't want Tyler to think poorly of our little operation here, and I damn sure don't want Kevin thinking that his friend is nothing but a skank whore. And neither of you have time for anymore sex!" Zeb said with an eager beaver smile.
Zeb followed the two men outside, and watched Luke ease Tyler into the front seat of the golf cart and head toward the processing barn.
Zeb noticed that there seemed to be fewer slaves tending to the grass and shrubs and decided it was his duty to find out the reason for such disobedience. Zeb walked passed about six slaves without saying a20word.
When Zeb reached the far side of the house, looking towards the rear of the home, he noticed the missing slaves.
The additional slaves were all standing, each with an erection, some even stroking themselves; but all were watching the proceedings going on in the large dog kennel.
As Zeb moved closer he could hear the muffled garble coming from John Henry's mouth, as John Henry was kneeling on all fours and looking exactly how his dad had asked that he look.
To Be Continued.