THE BEZISTAN CHRONICLES Chapter 12 "Conversations at the Airstrip"
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Chapter 12: "Conversations at the Airstrip"
"Well Geoff, what's your opinion of this new shipment?" Rashid asks Geoff as they leave the plane and walk towards their tethered pony carts.
"There are excellent specimens, Rashid. Once they are trained they'll make fine slaves. Of course, I'll know more tomorrow after I've had a chance to inspect them more thoroughly. One thing you have to admit about Mike, your former 'harvester', is that he always sent us prime stock. It's a pity we have lost his expertise. From what you tell me, his replacements don't sound too promising."
"No doubt you're right on that score, Geoff. They are dumb creatures and I don't think they up to the task. But don't be too concerned. Even as we speak that matter is resolving itself. I don't trust their honesty after the betrayal of their friend, Mike for the promise of an extra œ70,000. You see, whilst in London, and after I decided to dispense with Mike's services, I recruited another harvester, Scott Webster to take over. I also organized for him to harvest Steve and Craig and even as we speak they are being prepared for shipment. I've arranged for them to be brought over on a flight enjoying diplomatic immunity so there won't be any awkward questions asked. They should be here in a day or two. I love the delicious irony of it all. I have Mike enslaved and then have his betrayers enslaved."
"I never cease to be amazed at how you mind works, Rashid." Geoff laughs "I almost feel sorry for them. Still as you said - they're not to be trusted. Their betrayal of Mike speaks volumes about their characters. But tell me, what am I to do with them? Are they of 'pleasure slave' standard?"
"No, their looks are very ordinary and they are only of 'brute slave' standard. Like Mike they are destined to become heavy duty draft slaves. They have strong bodies ideal for their roles as beasts- of- burden. It will be amusing to see the three of them yoked to ploughs to build up their stamina before joining a team of heavy drafts. When they do graduate to a draft team, please make sure they're placed in the same team. That way they can share the experience together."
"I suppose there's poetic justice in the three of them being chained together; a delicious irony as you said. In that case, once they arrive I'll process them through quickly. Will you be joining us tomorrow morning for the new slaves' induction?"
"No I'm sorry Geoff. Regrettably, I have to take part in a video business conference which will take most of the morning to conclude. I will, however, be down after lunch to check on progress, if that's alright with you?"
"Certainly, I look forward to having you with us. Would you like me to delay the branding of the new slaves until you arrive? As their Master, it is important that they know you're present at their branding."
"Thank you, Geoff. I agree. It's most important for the newly enslaved to be branded in the presence of their Master. Their new brands fix in their minds that they are now owned property and if their Master is present then they know they now belong to him. It helps to establish a proper Master/slave bond. It's almost like being present at the birth of one's son."
As Rashid reaches his pony cart, a waiting slave rushes forward and kneels in the 'all fours' position and offers his naked back to his master as a step up into the cart.
Rashid however isn't ready to step into cart. Instead he turns his attention to Geoff's pony, a magnificent Greek animal aged in his thirties. Rashid approaches the pony slave and begins a 'hands on' inspection. He expertly runs his hands over the slave's body judging his musculature and strength. He takes the slave's cock and balls in his hands and is rewarded with an instant erection. Satisfied, he turns to the slave's back, running his hands over the broad shoulders and down the muscular back to the well-developed rump. Here he cups both muscular buttocks in his hands and squeezes them to gauge their firmness. Finally, he thrusts his index finger through the slave's sphincter and feels the tight grip of the anal muscles on his finger as it explores the moist, interior of the pony's body. Removing his finger he casually wipes it on the slave's body then playfully slaps his ass.
"He truly is magnificent, Geoff. The slave is well endowed and hung like a stallion. How long have you been driving him?"
"For five years now; ever since you acquired him. He is more than satisfactory; a good, hardworking pony. I've grown quite attached to him and besides I like looking at his magnificent arse from the driver's seat. I'm sure there are a few good years in him yet."
"Yes, the slave does possess a truly beautiful arse. Do you fuck him?"
"Yes, whenever I feel the need, Rashid. Even after all these years his hole is still a delight to plough. He provides a welcome relief when I'm doing my rounds of the estate. I often pull over into some shady spot and fuck him before continuing on my way."
You said he's the sire of the young slave I saw this morning and who now awaits my return to the palace. Is that so? If that young slave is a sample of his progeny then we should breed from him. I ask your permission, to use him as such? As you know I have acquired a small number of new brood mares and with your permission, I'd like to mate him?"
"By all means use him, Rashid. I'm sure he will relish the opportunity to service a female. As you know the only sexual relief ponies get is to fuck each other. I would think a female will make a welcome change to another pony's arse. But can I ask you- why this sudden desire to breed slaves? It's something you've not done in the past."
"It's just a whim, Geoff. I thought it would be interesting to breed slaves in a small way, of course and purely for our own use. Although as they mature, they could be useful as presents for deserving friends and family members. And now with my father Prince Youssef's decision to move here it could be an interesting diversion for him to have a small herd of breeding slaves. I'm sure he'd apply the same high standards to that as he has to his horse stud."
"Rashid, we must do everything in our power to make your father's stay here happy and worthwhile. We both know that he takes great interest in slaves and breeding them could be a suitable retirement pastime for him."
"Indeed, Geoff. I'm sure he'd apply himself to this hobby with his usual enthusiasm. But tell me Geoff, why have you never fucked your pony's colt? He is exquisite. It surprises me that the slave is still a virgin."
Rashid's question places Geoff in a quandary. For reasons not quite clear to him, Geoff has always felt a special sympathy towards the young slave. This both surprises and puzzles Geoff as this concern isn't extended to the other slaves under his supervision.
Perhaps it was the sight of the young boy and his father being brought naked before Rashid five years ago. Both were naturally distressed at their enslavement. At the time, Geoff hadn't felt any sympathy for the father, whose stupidity was responsible for them now being slaves. But the innocence of the crying boy had touched him as the plight of no other new slave ever had. There wasn't any doubt in Geoff's mind that the boy was now a slave and would remain so for the rest of his life. Geoff also accepted the boy's future was to be that of a pony slave as soon as his physical development allowed.
Geoff even planned to use the young slave as a pony in tandem with his father. To this end, the boy had been put to work in the stables and surrounding fields where he was subjected to the same heavy labour and punishment as all the other slaves. This had resulted in the magnificent young slave that the boy, Aindrias has become. In this Geoff is well satisfied. He had taken the scrawny boy and turned him into a valuable piece of livestock.
Geoff also ensured that the boy's virginity was preserved. He decided that the slave was not to be violated until he was of a suitable age. The slave has now reached that age and, this morning, Geoff had arranged for Faris, the stable-master to have the slave deliver Rashid's ponies and cart to the front of the palace and wait by the main entrance. Geoff well knew that Rashid's attention would be aroused by the handsome, young slave. Geoff considers it better for the slave to enjoy his first fuck as a pleasure slave for his master, rather than a brutal coupling at the hands of the stable slaves or the ponies. Geoff's stratagem has worked and Rashid is to be the one to take the slave's virginity.
Geoff knows that Rashid wouldn't understand these feelings for the slave. However, Geoff relates his concern for the young slave to the same that he'd felt towards the young, frightened Rashid at boarding school all those years ago. Choosing his response carefully, Geoff replies,
"I recognised his potential early in his slavery and decided to nurture his development. I was right in thinking he would grow into the magnificent slave that he has become. I also kept him inviolate; for it is only right that you, his Master, should be the first to sample him and to have first bite of the cherry."
"Thank you, Geoff. "Rashid laughs, "I shall enjoy eating his cherry as you so indelicately suggest. But after I've fucked him, he is yours for the second bite. As you know, my nephew, Achmed arrives next month for a visit. I want to equip him with a pony and trap for his personal use while he's here. Could this slave be made available for use as a pony do you think?"
"I don't see a problem with that, Rashid. I'll make it a matter of priority that he's made ready and available for Achmed's use."
"Thank you, Geoff and is it possible that the slave is also available to Achmed for pleasure and leisure. Can he be made ready for this too, at such short notice?"
"Again I don't see a problem."
"Then, have the slave opened up and stretched enough to accommodate Achmed's organ? I don't know how experienced Achmed is at fucking but I would like to think this slave can adequately assist him in any of his amateurish fumbling. He must know how to use his body to give his young Master the sexual gratification a young man is entitled to experience with a slave. Perhaps you could undertake this part of the slave's training yourself?"
"I'll work on it, Rashid."
Suddenly, Rashid chuckles and adds.
"Another thought is to for you to use your pony for the task. It could be a father/son affair-a veritable 'labour of love'. Anyway, after I've finished with him tonight, I'll have him returned to the stables in time for him to be harnessed up tomorrow morning. I look forward to seeing him running in a pony trap very soon."
Now ready to take his leave, Rashid steps up onto the back of the kneeling slave and settles himself onto the driver's seat. Immediately, the slave stands up, retrieves the ponies' reins and offers them to his Master. Taking them from the slave, Rashid has one final request of his estate manager.
"Don't forget to have these two whipped tonight," Rashid points at the two African ponies. "Twenty strokes each should teach them not to urinate and defecate at my front door. Tomorrow, they are to be taken to the fields and yoked to a plough indefinitely. When I return to the stables, I'll have them delivered to the Bezistan for their punishments. I look forward to having my new Australian team waiting for me in the morning."
"I'll see to the whippings myself as soon as we have finished here." Geoff replies. "You won't be disappointed with the Australian ponies, Rashid. They are perfectly matched; both with big, beefy arses that are pure muscle and both are hung like stallions. They are a delight to drive and I'm sure you won't get tired of watching their magnificent bodies in action."
"Thank you Geoff, as always I can rely on you. I'll see you after lunch tomorrow. For now though, I bid you a good afternoon." With that Rashid lashes his driver's whip across the ponies' rumps and they break into a fast trot. Eagerly, Rashid heads them towards home and the young slave waiting in his apartments for his return. The thought of the slave's magnificent body and tight, virgin ass-hole causes his cock to harden and lengthen in anticipation.
After Rashid's departure, Geoff reflects that there is still much to be done before he can call an end to the day's labours. The added chore of punishing Rashid's ponies will add an extra two hours onto an already exhausting day.
These whippings can't be hurried as a necessary part of the punishment is to have the slaves suffer for as long as possible. The time between having them strung up onto the whipping frame and the time they are taken down can be as long as an hour or more likely ninety minutes. The actual whippings will be slow with a time delay between each stroke so that both slaves can savour the pain and reflect on their misdemeanours.
Geoff is tired after the day's activity and looks forward to a leisurely dinner and some entertainment from his own pleasure slaves. The problem for Geoff is which of them he'll take into his bed and fuck - perhaps both. Though, for now, he still has the new slaves to attend to.
Geoff walks over to where the cages containing the new slaves are grouped together. Geoff notes that the slaves are sweating profusely in the fierce heat and that their bodies are attracting the same insects that are feeding on the draft slaves' bodies. This is something they will have to get used to - they will be spending their days naked in the hot sun and no allowances will be made for their discomfort. The sooner they acclimatise to their new conditions the better for them. Geoff notices Jalal and Ghalib are having an animated conversation in front of the cages. He guesses, rightly, that they are discussing the slaves they have been given to train and arguing over which of them has made the better choice.
"Show me, Jalal, and you Ghalib, the fortunate, new slaves you have chosen as your trainees?" Geoff asks intervening in the discussion between the two overseers.
"Certainly sir," Jalal answers and directs Geoff's attention to the two cages containing Jude and Declan. "These are the two I have picked. I'm sure you will agree they are magnificent young slaves?"
"That they are, Jalal! I commend you on your choices. Now show me the slaves you have chosen, Ghalib?"
Gleefully, Ghalib points out the American twins, Josh and Jake. "Sir, what is your opinion of these two slaves? I believe I have made the better choice, don't you agree?"
"These four slaves are all worthy recipients of your attention and training." Geoff answers tactfully. "Respectfully, I suggest that there be some interaction between the four of them during their training. If you both work together, then instead of only having two slaves to fuck, you each will have four. I would like to examine them more closely but it is getting late and we need to get them into the cells before dark. Besides the animals are covered in their own filth and I'm not keen to touch them."
"Thank you for your suggestion. Ghalib and I will do as you suggest. I'm sure we will appreciate having four slaves to 'break-in' rather than just two. Do you want us to start loading the slaves into the transports?"
"Yes please, Jalal. But be sure to shackle their ankles and wrists. We don't want any trouble loading them. Once they are loaded, I will leave it to you to get them to the isolation compound. I need to go ahead and arrange for the flogging of the Prince Rashid's ponies."
"Sir, could I make a suggestion?" Ghalib asks. "Why don't you leave now to organise the whippings? I'm sure we can handle the transportation of the new livestock. If you were to have the African ponies ready for their floggings by the time we arrive, then these new slaves can be spectators and learn what will happen to them should they transgress."
"Thank you for your suggestion, Ghalib. It's an excellent idea. As you say the new slaves will gain from the experience of watching their fellow slaves' punishment. Do you agree, Jalal?"
But of course, sir." Jalal answers enthusiastically. "You can rely on Ghalib and me to handle matters at this end."
"Then I will leave it to you to get the slaves loaded and transported. I look forward to seeing you back at the Bezistan." Geoff says as he walks to his pony trap. He settles himself onto the seat, whips the pony into a brisk trot and quickly disappears into the shimmering heat haze.
Jalal and Ghalib now turn their attentions to the newly arrived slaves.
To be continued...........
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