Motorhome Slaveboy 14 (c) 2004 by hgo469@yahoo.com
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WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!
If you are under 18 years of age, offended by stories that depict sex between boys, men, boys and men, kinky or nonconsensual sex or live in a jurisdiction where reading or possessing such materials is illegal - exit now.
This story is fiction; it is set in a parallel universe where the names are the same, but the rules of conduct are not - any resemblance to anyone living or dead is pure coincidence, nothing more. Since this is fiction, SAFE SEX isn't required; however, in real life there are too many things out there to take that sort of chance.
If you like this and want to hear more let me know - questions and constructive criticism will be acknowledged - flames will be ignored.
Chapter 14
Invasion - Part III
"Keeping my hands like this is beginning to get old," I said. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy.
"Of course it is, but I don't happen to have any keys in my pockets - or any pockets either, for that matter," Karl replied.
"And your point is?" I said as I moved over to the corner and rapped the cuffs encircling my neck and wrists against one of the bars. The cuffs popped open and I stretched my arms out to relieve the kinks caused by holding them in the same position for several hours.
"How did you do that?" one of the chemists asked, his eyes open wide.
"Magic!" I said with a smile.
"Bullshit," Karl replied.
"Okay, these are trick cuffs - I don't generally use them on anyone. The real trick was making sure that they used them on me instead of something that I couldn't release myself from." I stayed in the corner, watching the panning motion of the closed circuit camera as it swept back and forth, taking in almost all of the room. The area of the cell where I was standing was out of range so if anyone was watching the monitor they wouldn't know what I was doing.
The next time the camera started to pan away from me, I reached up and snapped a catch that caused the cell door to slide open. Quickly I stepped into the common area, directly under the camera where I wouldn't be seen and closed the cell door.
Karl started to say something but stopped when I motioned him to stay silent. I turned to the four adults in the center cell and indicated that they shouldn't do anything that might show I had escaped either. Next, I reached up and pulled the audio plug from the camera.
"Now we can talk without worrying about anyone hearing anything."
"Are all your cells that easy to open?" Karl asked.
"Not for anyone who doesn't know what he's doing," I said with a smile.
I opened a small door beside the camera and a moment later Karl's cell door slid open.
Karl stepped out and carefully moved over to me, doing his best to stay out of the now limited range of the camera.
I released his hands as I relocked both cell doors.
"What about us?" one of the other captives asked.
"For the moment I need you guys to stay right here, just like that."
"At the mercy of those hoodlums?"
"Don't worry, you won't be at anyone's mercy for very long, but I need you to be in here in case someone notices that we're gone. If you are asked where we are, and only if asked, you are to say that we were taken out of our cells by one of the gang members. Meanwhile you need to be doing something that will distract them enough that they won't realize that the camera isn't panning all of the cells."
"And just how do we do that?" one of the men asked sarcastically as he shook his cuffed hands at me.
"Use your imagination, I would suggest a small orgy for the camera - if anyone is watching they will become so engrossed in what is happening that they won't remember that they had been watching our cells too."
"And what are you going to be doing in the meantime?"
"If I don't tell you, you won't be able to tell anyone else. Just hope that I'm successful."
There were a couple of quickly whispered comments that I didn't hear and then one of the women dropped down to her knees and began licking on first one and then the other of the men's cocks. Even with their hands cuffed behind them, the men began to rise to the occasion.
At the same time, the other woman slipped down onto the floor and crawled up between the first woman's legs until she was right in front of her pubic bush. At that point, she stuck out her tongue and began working it in and out of the kneeling woman's snatch.
Karl and I watched as the two women really seemed to get into the action. It was obvious that they both were accustomed to the roles they were playing.
I guess our surprise showed because one of the men started to explain. "This isn't the first time we've had a four-way - only it is the first time we've done it with our hands tied behind us. It is true that we're neighbors, we live in the two sides of a duplex. There is a hidden door in the back of the closets in the master bedrooms so that we can visit each other's bedrooms without anyone knowing about it - particularly the kids. Tom and I have been lovers for almost twenty years while Mary and Liz have been together almost as long. To the neighbors we're just two families who share a duplex - even the children don't know.
"While we do know who their mothers are, we're not completely sure which of us is the father of some of the kids. It doesn't really matter - we have always just kept the kids with their mothers and had Mary's kids call Tom dad while Liz's kids see me as their father."
I looked at Karl - it sounded like they were really as much counter-culture as we were, only in a different direction.
He turned his attention back to the excellent blow-job he was receiving while Tom shifted himself down onto the floor, lying on his back with his rigid man-tool sticking straight up into the air.
Turning her attention away from the cunt she had been working on, Liz moved over until she was straddling Tom's groin, lowering herself on his raging cock until she had it completely buried inside her. Then with a slow rhythmic motion she began pumping herself up and down on the stiff post that she had sucked into her waiting pussy.
At the same time Ralph started matching Mary, stroke for stroke as she took his raging hard-on into her hot sucking mouth.
Karl and I watched for a bit longer and then after I checked to make sure that the hallway was empty we slipped out of the cell block. Karl started to head for the front door but I pulled him back toward the other end of the hallway where there was a large, unlocked, storage room.
"I thought you wanted to get away from here," Karl grumbled as I pulled him along behind me.
"That's exactly what I have in mind, but I don't intend to just go out into the common yard and be recaptured before I can do anything. Just follow me and watch where you're going - I don't want you to stumble - I don't want to have to carry you."
Karl grunted again, but he followed me as I moved deeper into the storage room. In the dark recesses of the rear corner I pressed against what appeared to be a discolored spot on the wall and a small door opened, allowing us to exit the storeroom into a rough-hewn tunnel.
"What the fuck is this, more of your secrets?" Karl asked.
"Well, I guess it's mine now. This came with the place. The whole place is honeycombed with hidden tunnels - I guess they didn't want anyone to be able to see how many people were here and from the looks of things it appears that there was enough space to accommodate well over three hundred people without anyone ever seeing more than one or two people out in the open."
Karl grunted again and followed my lead. The tunnels weren't built to accommodate someone who was barefoot, let alone naked, so we had to watch our step to make sure we didn't step on a shape stone or bump into a sharp spot in one of the walls. The tunnels weren't completely dark as there were small lights spaced along the way. They were connected to some sort of motion sensors as they turned on a we approached and off after we passed them; however, some were burned out and on a couple of occasions we were left in total darkness for short distances.
"GOD DAMN IT!" Karl barked as his bare foot landed on a sharp stone. "How much further do we have to travel in here? I'm beginning to feel Closter phobic."
"If I remember right, and didn't miss a turn, we should be no more than a couple hundred feet from where your rig is parked."
"God, I hope so, I don't think I can handle much more of this."
I found the door I was looking for and eased it open a crack. Even the night-time darkness was bright after the deep gloom of the emergency tunnel we had just used. We were under an overhang of rock about ten feet from the side of Karl's truck.
"There's someone standing watch on the other side of the trailer," I whispered to him. "Is there some way we can get inside without making any noise?"
Karl took a quick look outside. "Not a problem. There's a secret door right on this side right above the trailer pin. I'm the only one who knows it's there and it moves extremely silently so that I could sneak in to see what was happening without anyone knowing I was there."
Sure enough, the door opened noiselessly and we slipped into a well equipped room at the very front of the trailer. Once the door was closed and locked, Karl turned on a small light. I looked around at all the equipment he had stored. The best part was that he had several sets of leather and denim clothing so that we wouldn't have to continue slinking around in the nude.
Karl handed me a black leather suit and started dressing in another. It was a good think that we were close to the same size, the boots he gave me with a bit too large, but an extra pair of socks solved that.
"Okay, we're free and dressed, now what do we do - we're still outnumbered at least seven to one?" Karl asked.
I was about to answer when we heard someone trying to open the door we had used. Karl turned off the light and we silently slipped to either side of the doorway to see if someone managed to open it.
Silently the door opened and someone quickly slipped into the trailer pushing the door closed behind him as if he had done it many times before.
As soon as the door latched shut Karl grasped the intruder, knocked him to the floor, and covered his mouth with one of his huge hands to keep him from crying out. The unexpected attack knocked all the breath from the intruder and he just lay there as I found the switch and turned the light back on.
The body lying under Karl was completely naked and when we turned him over, we saw that it was Willy. When Karl realized whom it was he pulled back and helped the naked boy to sit up and catch his breath.
When he was breathing normally again Willy broke into a smile, "I knew they wouldn't be able to keep you two in a cell," he said.
"It seems that everyone is full of surprises around here," Karl said. "How long have you known about this entrance?"
"I found it by accident some time ago when you had me washing the trailer."
Karl nodded his head; "I guess you can't keep anything from a good slave." He ran his hand over Willy's head and reached down to pinch one of his nipples.
"Okay, what have you learned about our unwelcome guests?" Karl asked.
Quickly Willy told us about Spider and overpowering Brick and Clem. Since there were originally only 15 gang members it now appeared that the odds were improving, only about four to one - only they still had all of the weapons; or did they?
Karl gave Willy some denims to wear and then opened a small safe hidden under the counter. He pulled out three hand-held stun guns - the kind that you have to actually touch to your attacker.
"These will give us a bit of assistance, if you press it against someone's bare skin or just regular cloth and press the trigger for a couple of seconds he will be down and out for at least five minutes. The only problem is that it doesn't work all that well through leather."
Karl put fresh batteries in each of the stunners and tested them before passing them on to Willy and I. "Be careful with these, if you are holding on to the person you are stunning too close to where you press the tool you may be stunned yourself."
Willy and I took the stun guns and each test fired them a couple of times. They crackled in the air and a small arc of electricity passed from one electrode to the other - very impressive, I only hoped that they worked as advertised.
"Well, I guess I'll have to prove just how well they work," Karl said as he cautiously opened the door and headed back out into the gloom. Willy and I followed behind him as he approached the guard I had seen earlier on the other side of the trailer.
Karl's black leather garb confused the guard just long enough that he was able to press the stun gun against the guard's stomach where the skin showed through his open leather vest.
With a small grunt, the guard crumpled to the ground, unconscious. Karl motioned to us to help him carry the inert body under the trailer where we lifted him up through the door in the floor and into the rolling cell block.
By the time the gang member had regained complete consciousness he had been stripped naked, tightly bound and gagged and locked into one of the small, cage-like cells at one end of the trailer.
"I don't think he'll be any more trouble, and unlike yours, my handcuffs only open with a key." Karl smiled and Willy looked at him a bit strangely.
"You had to be there," was all I said and I smiled.
"What do you mean, 'They're not there'?" Dragon shouted at the gang member in front of him. "How can they not be there - they were both naked, cuffed and locked in cells."
"I'm just telling you what I saw. I asked one of the chemists what happened and he said that two of us came to get them, saying that you had sent for them."
"What about the guy in the control room, didn't he see anything?"
"The chemists and their wives had started have group sex and he was so engrossed in their action that he didn't even realize that the camera had stopped panning around to see the other two cells. He had been relieved of duty and will be publicly punished."
"Perhaps he needs to be put in a box like that little shit Spider." Dragon stormed out of the room, headed for the cell block. As he passed the chest where he had locked up Spider that afternoon he gave it a kick, expecting to hear the tortured boy moan, only instead the box turned over and the top popped open, revealing that Spider was no where to be found.
"What the fuck's going on around here, can't we keep track of anyone? I want that little shit found along with whoever let him free. Someone around here doesn't seem to remember that I'm still very much in charge."
At that moment, all of the lights in the compound blinked out, leaving only the light from the small sliver of moon.
"Now what? Didn't you say there was an emergency generator that should kick in if power failed?"
"Give it a moment, Dragon, nothing happens instantly."
They stood there in the middle of the compound for a couple of minutes waiting for the generator to kick in, only nothing happened.
"Well, find out what happened and get the lights back on," Dragon ordered.
The assistant headed off toward where he had seen the emergency generator. At the same time another gang member ran up to Dragon.
"Boss, when the power failed heavy steel doors closed over all of the doors and windows in that cell block. Two of our guys are trapped inside and there doesn't seem to be any way to open the doors."
"Head over to the generator and help Bull get that generator started, then I want everyone to meet out in front of the main building - something funny is going on around here and I want to know what it is."
Dragon headed back toward the master suite he had appropriated only to find that a heavy steel door had closed preventing him from gaining entry there as well. He looked over toward the main gate and noticed that several thick posts had grown from the ground, blocking any vehicle other than a motorcycle from passing in or out of the main road. He could see a second set of posts outside the gates what completely blocked the road into the narrow pass that was the only entrance to the compound.
'We're trapped here until the electricity is restored,' he thought as he sat down on a bench and waited for his soldiers to solve the problems.
Half an hour later, the electricity hadn't been restored, but the gang members had started gathering around Dragon.
"Looking around he asked, "Where is everyone?" He counted heads and only could account for ten of the gang members.
"There are two guys still in the cell block, they're trapped in the hallway - heavy doors closed off each of the cell blocks so they can't even get out of the hallway."
"Okay, but that still leave three of the guys unaccounted for. Who's missing?"
There was some rustling around and soft voices for a couple of minutes. Bull passed through the group speaking to some and ignoring others. Finally, he came back to Dragon.
"Clint, Brick and Clem aren't here," he said.
"Well, where are they?"
"No one seems to know. Clint was on guard duty beside that tractor-trailer rig and Brick and Clem were out just exploring the surrounding area. Ratso saw Clint just before the lights went out, but no one has seen the other two in several hours."
"Aren't Brick and Clem the ones that reported Spider?" Dragon asked.
"Y-yes, they were, now that you mention it."
"Do you think that they might have freed him and decided that they would use him for themselves up in the mountains around us?"
"They wouldn't do something like that without your permission, Dragon. They've been with us from the beginning."
"Well, they're gone and so is that little shit. I want a full search of the area mounted as soon as we get some lights on. Now, how about it, when is that generator going to start?"
"It starts just fine, only there doesn't seem to be any electricity being generated. It's as if all of the juice is being diverted somewhere and I haven't been able to figure out where."
"I don't want excuses - I want action. Get going, NOW!"
Bull headed off toward the generator shed, taking a couple of the others with him.
"The rest of you go back to whatever you were doing, but keep your eyes open, there is something funny happening around here and I'm not laughing."
"He might not be laughing, but I sure am," Cole said softly to his two companions where the three of them were crouched watching the gang members.
"Is there any chance that he can get that generator operating properly?" Karl asked.
"I guess there is a chance, but not a very big one - first off he would have to find the tunnels and then find his way around in them until he got to the control room. He can tap power from the generator, but there is no way to get any of it into the compound power system except from inside the control room and no one is there."
Karl nodded.
"Okay, how about us heading back to the silo where Willy left his playmates," I said. "I can patch something together from there so that we can use the surveillance cameras to keep track of what's happening while not running much of a chance of being discovered. The electricity is still connected to several of the silos and the tunnel lights."
We followed Willy back to the elevator and after securing the door at the top of the elevator shaft rode down to the control room. Since we couldn't be sure that everything would be safe, we had out stun guns out and at the ready as the elevator door slowly slid open.
Spider lay asleep, curled up in a ball, using Clem and Brick's discarded clothing both as a pillow and blanket. Clem remained hog-tied in the corner, wide awake and glaring hatred as he continued to struggle against his bondage to no avail.
Spider awoke as the elevator doors opened. For a moment his eyes were wide open in terror when he was the three fully-clothed men approaching him, then he recognized Willy and you could see the relief spread through his body.
"This is Master Karl and Master Cole, they won't hurt you," Willy said as he placed his hand on Spider's head much like he would have to a loyal puppy. "Did you have any problems with your guests?"
"I think Clem has been trying to tell me something, but the one time I removed his gag all he did was tell me what was going to happen to me when he got free - I got tired of it and gagged him again."
"What about down below?"
"Your boy James seems to have Brick all wrapped up in his work. For a boy who says he is only interested in pussy he sure has been giving Brick's asshole a workout. When I decided to take a nap he was throwing his fifth fuck into that well opened asshole." Spider smiled. "I don't think I could have done it that many times so quickly - I admire his stamina."
Karl opened the blast door and stepped out onto the catwalk. At the bottom of the silo he could see two figures - one of them seemed to be almost mummified in duct tape, except for around his asshole. The other was working his cock in and out of the asshole, almost mechanically, as if it were just something he needed to do.
"Why don't you use your fist, James? It looks to me like he can't even feel your cock in him any more."
James looked up at Karl and scowled. "I still not your slave, I do what I want and I'm not queer!" he said in a bitter voice.
"One would never know if from where I stand," Karl replied in an even voice.
"Well, he said he was going to fuck me, I don't intend to be fucked so the only think I could do was fuck him first. He told me he never had been fucked before so now he knows what it is like. Perhaps it will give him second thoughts about trying to rape someone in the future."
"No problem there, I rather doubt that he will ever have another chance to rape anyone."
"So, what's in it for me if I do use my fist in him?"
"I don't know, but it never hurts to make the person who holds all the cards happy. I would like to watch you fist fuck him. How about it?"
James thought about that for a moment. "To tell the truth my dick is getting tired and his hold has stretched enough that I do think I could get my hand in there."
Karl smiled and beckoned us to join him on the catwalk.
"How am I going to get the shit off my hand when I finish?" James asked.
"You do a good enough job and I'll let you come up here to use the shower," Karl offered.
"Okay," James said as he bent over his captive and started working his fingers into the helpless young man's asshole.
"Pull the gag out of his mouth," Karl said, "I want to hear him howl."
James used his other hand to release the tape that covered Brick's mouth. Immediately the mummified youth started shouting a combination of threats about what he was going to do when he got free and just howls of pain as James worked his entire fist into the already stretched anus. James worked his hand around inside the helpless youth, slowly pressing forward, pushing deeper and deeper in the abused guts of his victim. As we watched, James managed to press his hand and arm forward until his elbow was right at the anal opening.
"That's far enough, now just work it in and out from wrist to elbow."
The howls from the bound boy had changed from threats to just pleading for James to pull out and let his asshole relax. James looked up at us for instructions.
Karl just stood there for a minute and then said, "Okay, I guess you can remove your hand, only I think it might be time to replace it with your foot."
"Please don't, sir!" the helpless youth pleaded.
"All of the sudden you're being respectful, how about that. Do you think you can take his foot up to the knee?"
The bound boy on the bottom yowled in pain at just the thought of that.
"Okay, James, pull out and then stand over by the ladder, I'm going to lower it for you. A warning, we have stun guns and if you even look like you are going to do anything other than what you are told we will use them."
James voiced his understanding.
Willy cranked down the ladder and James slowly climbed to the top.
James was dirty, smelly and showed a few bruises from his encounter with Brick.
I turned to Willy, "The three of you need to lower this other sack of garbage down into the pit - I don't want to take a chance on either of them getting loose."
They managed to get Clem down into the pit; however, not without the helpless youth expressing his unhappiness with everything. The good thing was that he was gagged and we couldn't really hear what he was saying - not that any of us really cared.
After everyone had returned to the control room, I closed the blast door and filled the two boys in on what was happening outside. James smiled a bit when he learned that Karl and I had spent some time in my cells - I let that slide for the moment as I figured that we might need his assistance before we were finished.
"Right now all of our people are safe from the gang members; however, there is always a chance that someone will figure out how to get back into the cell blocks and use the others as hostages against us. We need to get as many more gang members out of circulation as we can fast." I looked at each of the boys in turn, hoping that someone might have an idea.
After a moment James spoke up: "What's in it for me? I mean, I don't want to be anyone's slave and I'm not queer..."
I shot him a very stern look.
"Okay, gay then. In any case, I'm not and I don't intend to spend the rest of my life as some dude's sex slave. I'd rather take my chances with those gang members."
I saw Karl fingering his stun gun, ready to give James a strong jolt if he even looked like he was going to try something.
"To them you're just one more boy-toy imprisoned here, nothing more, and there is no way you are going to get passed that," Spider said. "I was there when Dragon, the boss, was asked if he was going to free any of the captives and let them join the gang. He said that anyone that was a prisoner would stay a prisoner until he was tired of using them and then he would get rid of them. From the way he said it I don't think there was any chance that he intends for anyone to get out of here alive."
James cringed, visibly shaken with this new information. I had wondered and Spider seemed to have confirmed my worst fears - now I was more determined than ever to retake control, and as soon as possible.
The two Masters (even I was starting to think of that that way) took Willy with them back to the compound, leaving Spider and I alone in the control room. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life as some old pervert's sex slave; however, I wasn't ready to die either - not exactly what I would call a great set of choices.
Meanwhile Spider and I were alone in the control room, not what I would choose for a vacation retreat, but a lot more comfortable than down at the bottom of the silo where I had spent the last couple of days. The combination of not enough sleep and the fight with Brick, not to mention my sexual encounter with him, left me exhausted. The carpeted floor felt soft under my feet so I moved over to one side of the room and lay down. I was asleep almost instantly.
I was having a dream, I knew I was but didn't care. I felt something soft and warm surrounding my cock and it was wonderful. After what felt like forever I started to cum, the potential embarrassment of having a wet dream in front of someone else caused me to open my eyes. Only then did I realize that I wasn't having a wet dream, Spider was kneeling down between my legs, his mouth engulfing my rigid organ as he swallowed my load of hot boy cream.
My first thought was to pull away, only it felt so good I decided to just lay there and enjoy, at least for the moment. Spider didn't seem to recognize that I had awoken as he continued to work on my swollen tool, sucking up each little drop that escaped from my prick and then sucking harder, trying to pull even more from deep in my nuts.
I'd had a couple of blow-jobs from girls I had dated, but none of them had even come close to the ecstasy that I felt as Spider worked on my rock-hard cock. And he was swallowing everything - the girls had all pulled off and spit it out before I was even half finished.
Finally, my nuts could provide nothing else and my prick was starting to wilt. Spider pulled back, sitting up on his knees and licking his lips as he starred down at my rapidly deflating weapon. Only now did he realize that I was awake and watching him.
"Uh," he said with the look of someone caught doing something he shouldn't have been doing. "Look, I'm sorry, but it was standing up there, and it looked so inviting, and you were asleep, and..." His voice trailed off as he watched my face to see what my reaction was going to be.
I really wanted to be angry, only how could I be angry with someone who had just made me feel so good? Finally, I smiled up at him. "That's okay, I guess," I said, "I don't think that anyone has ever done such a good job on me before."
A look of relief crossed his face. I think he was worried that I was going to start beating on him for what he did.
"Where did you learn to do that so well?" I asked, surprising even myself with my curiosity.
"I guess practice makes perfect," he said with a grin. "I've been sucking guys cocks almost as long as I can remember. My mother died when I was five and my step-father started coming into my room, telling me that I was going to have to provide for him now that she wasn't around.
"At first I was scared, but he wasn't brutal, he just wanted me to suck him off. After the first couple of times, I found that I started to enjoy it and if he didn't come into my room at night, I would go into his.
"Eventually he started fucking me as well, but again he was gentle and once I was able to cum he always jacked me off while he was fucking me. I felt like he was more my lover than my step-father."
"So, what happened, how did you end up with this gang?" I asked, not genuinely curious.
"About two years ago he met a woman and started spending more and more time with her and less and less with me. Then, she moved in with us, sleeping with him every night. He still came to me from time to time but it wasn't the same. One night he was fucking me real hard and I guess we made a bit too much noise as suddenly the bedroom light came on and there she was, standing in the doorway.
"She started shouting curses at both of us and told him that if he ever wanted to sleep with her again he was going to have to send the little pervert (me) off to boarding school at once. And she knew just the school, where they would straighten me out in a hurry.
He followed her out of the room like a whipped dog. Listening at the door, I heard him agreeing with everything she said. When she started telling him about the school she had in mind I knew that I had to leave - the place was more like a prison than a school.
"I packed a few things in my back-pack, gathered together the little money I had and ran away.
"I ran into Dragon and his gang a few days later while I was hitch-hiking. At first, I didn't know just what kind of a guy he was - he started out treating me like his own boy. That didn't last very long and I was just another member of the gang. It wasn't too bad, I had friends, or at least I thought I did, food and a place to sleep. I wasn't too sure about what he was doing with the people he had kidnapped, but I just ignored anything I didn't like or understand.
"Only then I refused to put out for Brick and Clem - I guess I should have just let them have their way because when I didn't they set me up with Dragon and he was going to kill me. In face, if Willy hadn't rescued me I guess I would be dead by now."
"So, what happens now? I mean presuming that they regain control around here." I asked.
"Well, Willy saved me so now I belong to him. Since he is Master Karl's slave I guess I belong to him as well."
"Do you want to be his slave? Do you want to spend your entire life as someone's sex slave?"
"Willy told me that Master Karl often trains his slaves to become Masters themselves and then he set them free - often helping them to set up businesses and the like."
I wasn't convinced, but who knows. My problem was that I wasn't going to be dealing with Master Karl - Master Cole was the one who felt he owned me and he kept talking about selling almost everyone.
Spider interrupted my thoughts as he lay down beside me on the floor.
"It's a bit cool here, can I snuggle up beside you to share body heat and maybe we can both get some sleep?"
I grunted my agreement and in short order, we were both asleep.
To be continued...
Author's Note:
To all of you who have written asking if there will be any more to this story, I hope this chapter answers that question. I have been extremely busy of late and haven't been able to post chapters as often as I would like; however, it does appear that will change shortly. I have plans for many more chapters as well as a couple of spin-offs as well, just hang in there.
I have enjoyed the suggestions that some of you have provided and I will take them under advisement - I suspect that some of them will find their way into the story as it progresses.
Thanks again for all of your support, it is only when you write that I know I'm providing entertainment to more than just myself.
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