Mustang Part 2
Jason Smith had been on the road for ten hours carefully driving the perfect Mustang convertible down the interstate to his Uncle Mark and Aunt Marta's South Carolina estate and farm. He kept flashing back to that horrible exam and punishment. Still it was found there was no damage to his ability to produce swimmers from that sports accident. He remembered how relieved his parents were he thought that it was all worth it if he folks were so worried about him being able to produce grandchildren. Though he swore he heard his uncle use the term market value to his dad but he must have heard him wrong he thought. It was dusk as Jason pulled into the motel and locked up the Mustang. He went into his room turned on the TV called his girlfriend and proceeded to rub out a load of cum that had built up on his ride down, tired now he said good night to her turned off the TV and fell asleep. Early the next morning Jason showered and ate at a nearby diner. Full from breakfast he started to pull out from the gas station when he saw a young guy his age with his thumb out, quickly thinking it would be nice to have someone to chat with he stopped told the guy who's name was Bryon to put his backpack in the trunk figuring if the guy had a knife or something it would be locked away. They got along well and the ride went by fast. Byron said he was on break from school and was making his way to his granddads in Florida for the summer break. Crossing the North Carolina line they both noticed the sign proclaiming North Carolina a proud new member of slave states.
Jason recalled hearing how slavery was back in the south and quickly spreading all prisoners and many free poor people were being enslaved to save on welfare and prison costs in cash strapped state economies. He quickly forgot about that sign and started looking for a gas station exit. As he pulled the Mustang to the pump Byron said he had to pee and headed inside to use the restroom. Jason heard the police cruiser screaming in and saw the two officer's with guns drawn enter the station. As Jason put the cap back on the tank of the Mustang. Officer Martin Biggs questioned Byron as he cuffed his hands behind him boy how did you get here and where are the rest of the drugs you offered to sell to our under cover team in the bathroom. He quickly decided if he blamed Jason he would get off so he pointed to Jason and the Mustang telling the officer Jason was the brains behind the drug sales. As Jason stood by the Mustang wondering what was happening two other cruisers arrived parking in front n back of the Mustang. Jason was cuffed and placed in the cruiser before he knew what was happening. Officer Biggs found the backpack in the trunk and the thousands of dollars of drugs it held. Nothing was said Jason kept trying to ask questions but the officer just drove saying nothing. Jason was stripped and searched including inside his tight puckered ass opening. He was given some green baggy boxers and placed inside a small cell with a hole in the floor for piss n shitting.
The next person he saw hours later was his uncle Dr. Smith and his son Marcus both looking angry.
Jason what the fuck his uncle yelled you have screwed up everything. Jason just happy to see his uncle begged him to get him out of the cell. Jason that is not possible you have already been sentenced to life as a slave and are now property of the state of North Carolina. Jason babbled on and on how could that be. Lucky for that loser drug partner of yours he was wanted in New York and was sent back. New York is so backwards they still use the old prison system that friend of yours will be free in a few years. Just then, his uncle's cellphone went off, it was Jason's dad. Yes he screwed up our deal, no I cannot take ownership of him as we planned he is owned by the state and they will get all the proceeds from the slave auction.
So my young brother you owe me a slave I paid up front I want you to send Jake on the next train he is 17 tomorrow so there will be issues with the 30 day waiting period being extended. Yes I will bid on this one but the fact remains I paid you for a slave upfront and you did not deliver one yet. I will have to pay market price at auction for Jason. Yes, yes, I will still ship the car back of course I know you would never part with that. Just put the new slave on a train today and to be safe ship him as cargo so he cannot get in trouble. Uncle Mark hung up the phone and told me the entire story how he decided to buy me for his son's personal slave and to help out my family. But I had to live in the state of South Carolina for 30 days first before a sale of that nature was legal. However a crime as serious as I committed was automatic enslavement. Jason crying quietly said I thought dad was selling you his Mustang, Uncle Mark laughed oh Jason he would never part with that car.