Slave 165 ch 12
I felt I would need to get a bus for my family, especially as it has grown so large. I asked TJ about slaves being allowed to drive. He told me that it was not a problem, but they would need to get a special drivers permit. They would also need to keep a trip log, which has to be counter signed by their owner before they leave for any trip.
I asked TJ when the slave documents of ownership would arrive as I only have the court orders for my slaves. TJ told me that he would have gotten them to me as they had arrived, but he had not had enough time to deliver them.
Alin asked where we needed to meet up for shopping, and I suggested that he just drop us off in the centre of town. We would walk around as a group and find the places that could supply us the items we wanted now. He said that would be no problem, and that I just need to phone him when I needed my boys collected.
It seems that they had decided as a group that they would camp out at the new house rather than being in the home. Alin had taken a week's leave to be able to help me with the needs of the boys and that of course meant that TJ would also be spending the nights out there and I had no problem with that.
They informed me that they had managed to get almost everything sorted and even had warm water for an outside shower, I looked at them wondering how they were doing that, because the gas people would not be there for a few days.
When I asked, they told me what they had done was run a hose onto the roof, with a lot of little holes in it and the end blocked off. They then had twisted the down pipe and flattened it, so that the water warmed itself on the slate tiles and when it hit the gutter it was directed to the one outlet which provided sort of a shower. They had all used it before coming in to court. I said that we would have an early dinner in town and invited TJ and Alin to meet us at the Carvery.
I chose to avoid places like `Dreams', because I wanted us to be supplied now and not in a weeks time. By the time the afternoon was over, my bank account had taken some punishment, but everything we needed had been ordered. Some items would be delivered that evening, and most would however arrive tomorrow. Buying everything for the kitchen, including new stoves and fridges took longer than buying most of the other stuff. I even remembered the dishwasher, washing machine and dryer; I purchased the industrial sizes in everything.
Dinner was fun; I enjoyed watching the Carvery staff trying to keep up with a group of hungry boys. They were pure eating machines. My slaves were hard at work making sure that the younger children got enough to eat and I in turn made sure that they also ate.
During our dinner TJ started telling us about a new machine, which was being installed at the slave centre and they were using one of the old interview rooms. That way the two way mirrored room could have people watching. I asked what this machine does and TJ said it is some type of castration machine.
The government had decided that it would be too expensive to employ doctors full time, and this J Writer chap from the States had developed this machine that does the job all nice and neatly. TJ laughed and said it gives the person one last happy time before ending it forever. I looked at TJ and said that I don't like that idea and did not think it was a laughing matter, which sobered up the conversation. TJ explained that this machine is the quickest way to do the job neatly and it is only meant for cases where rape and violence or drug dealing were done.
He also said that we have to remember that the new laws concerning escaped slaves also make it mandatory for castration. They hope that as this becomes public knowledge violent crime will diminish, and hopefully drop from the statistics completely.
I thoroughly enjoyed the day shopping with my family, but it was time for them to get out to the house, so that deliveries can be received. I took the slaves home for the night, they needed to get their things together for the move out to the new house. I had decided that from tomorrow on we might sleep out there. I would keep the town flat for when I needed to overnight for the time being. I was not sure about the shower arrangements and hoped that it could be fixed soon, but in the mean time, I would most likely have to spend nights at the flat, especially as Graeme and Darryll needed attention while they continued to heal.
The trip to the flat was slightly subdued and I wondered what was going on, but I knew that at some point they would tell me. We had no sooner settled in at the flat around the TV when that conversation started. Seems they had overheard TJ telling me about the castration machine. They were very worried that they could lose their balls. I had to sooth their fears, I reminded them that I had done my best for them and always would, but if they ran away or created problems I would not be able to do much, because two of them already had castration orders against them.
All I could do was advise them to always do their best, for themselves and for me. I don't like the castration idea and if it gets taken out of my hands there will be nothing that I can do. I was promised that they would always do their best and begged that if they made a mistake, I must whip them rather than allow them to be castrated.
Tommy
I had overheard master talking to the slave authority man about their new machine, it scared me and Timmy noticed. I indicated that we need to listen, and he let Darryll and Graeme know to listen as well. We whispered amongst ourselves; this was very scary. Being a slave was going to be hard, and we would do our best, but if we were to be freed and we no longer had our balls, life would not be worth living.
I was very happy to be going back home with master, I think we all were, that slave authority man is scary, he is the one who had drug us out of bed that first morning for court. I did not know our master and him were friends, but Graeme says they were not friends when he got enslaved, and the first time master met him was when he came to master's flat to fit his collar.
Graeme told us that he had been the one to arrange things for him when he got hurt. Graeme also thinks that he would have died if it had not been for master and that man. Maybe we need to trust him to help us too.
Graeme
When Timmy told me in a whisper to listen to what master was discussing. It went against what the slave book had taught me, but I did listen into master conversation. I was sickened at the thought of them using a machine to remove our balls. I then remembered that the magistrate had ordered that done to me and I wanted to be sick.
I hoped that master would never allow that to be done to me. I will do anything for master, because he has been good to me. I am going to make master love me so much that he will never want to hurt me, especially never want to see my balls removed. I know I enjoy girls, but it was not so bad sucking master off and I did sort of enjoy it too. I would have been happy to suck Darryll, but he wanted to fuck me and that hurt. Now I know that it can be done, and it can be enjoyed.
When I heard Tommy and Timmy making love to master and how they made all that noise. I know they enjoyed it as much as master. I am going to find out how from them and get them to help me be able to enjoy gay sex. I am going to find out how to give master the most pleasure I possibly can.
Out of everyone I know, master is the only person who has stuck by me and made me feel wanted and human. My whole family walked out on me. I know it is my mum's second marriage and my two younger brothers are half brothers, but I did think they would stand by me when I needed them. I don't know if I will ever be able to forgive them.
Darryll
I knew it was too good to be true, but then the more I listened, I realized master did not really like castration. He did however think it was a good thing for violent people and I did not know that it would be done to any slave that ran away. I will never run away. Master has told me he will do what he can to make sure that someday I get my freedom again. Master also told me that if he was not able to do anything like that, he would make sure that I am safe. I will trust master.
I must be starting to heal, because I am starting to feel horny again. The only problem is that when I start to get hard, that clamp thing on my cock hurts, and it feels like it is going to strangle the head of my cock off. I am so glad that master saved my one ball. If master wants me, he can have me any time, although Graeme seems to be getting possessive about master. I suppose I only have myself to blame, had I shown Graeme love I am sure he would now love me.
Graeme has been very forgiving, I know I am still his friend, but I don't think he will ever allow me to be more. Maybe the only way to get his love back would be for me to allow him to fuck me. Maybe he will allow the three of us to have some fun together. I need to feel master taking real possession of me.
Ronald
I was quite tired by the time we all got prepared for bed, I had again enjoyed having Graeme leaning against me as we watched a little TV. I also seemed to be getting a look of pain from Darryll. I was thinking back on the morning and wondered why the American guys got life. I had asked TJ and he just told me that apart from the fact that they were all high and half drunk while driving, there had been a massive quantity of Hashish, Green, Dagga, or Grass. Whatever you want to call it, and the Scottish government has a zero policy to drugs.
The only people who would get term slavery for drugs would be those who had a very small quantity on them, and they were using it privately. These guys thought that they could do what they liked. It does not matter how rich they are, if they are caught with large qualities they will get life. If they are caught dealing they will also lose their nuts. Damn it seems that they always want to take away a guy's nuts. I wonder what they do with woman, I must find out.
After our shower, I was preparing Graeme for his diaper and I noticed that the ring part of the circumcision clip was starting to separate. I had a good look and it seemed ready to come away completely, as there were just a few bits of skin still holding it. I told Graeme to just wait on the bed uncovered, while I went around to my drawers. I took out the scalpel and inserted a fresh sterile blade.
I then carefully took Graeme's cock in my hand and separated those pieces of skin and that allowed the ring to be removed completely. His cock did look a lot better without the plastic ring. There were no signs of blood anywhere and it looked like it had healed cleanly. I disposed of the cuttings and the used blade and when I came back Graeme had a gentle smile on his face and I noticed his cock was starting to thicken. I told him no, not yet. The fact that the ring was off, did not mean that it would not get hurt. I pinched his cock head hard and watched as he deflated and then I fitted his diaper.
Graeme
Today we have been very busy. Almost everything that I had put on the list for our new home was bought and Master seemed to buy the best of everything. I thought we would just get the sort of things my mum would buy. They had always worked for us, but I must admit that we did change the furniture a lot. Master explained if you buy really good furniture you will have it for life. All the pots that master bought were the best in stainless steel. They must have thought we were mad buying so many big pots and a big deep fryer.
I had noticed the clip thingy coming loose on my cock this morning and I cannot wait for it to drop off. When master started removing the clip I thought I was going to get hard. I had to think of ugly things to make sure I did not get hard and then when master came back to fit my diaper, it felt really nice having him holding my cock. Master looked carefully at my cock and I could almost feel his warm breath on it. I started to think master was going to give me a blowjob, but master quickly ended things by squeezing my cock head hard. I felt much better when master had done up my diaper.
Ronald
We needed to get up and get moving. Graeme has become so attentive to me and I love the way he cuddles up to me. He seems to enjoy using my chest as his pillow. It reminds me so much of how my love used to sleep with me. We could not sleep unless we were touching. As soon as I woke Graeme, he smiled at me and said good morning, he then got out of bed straight away and went to the kitchen to put the kettle on.
I heard him wake the other three up as I went to the toilet. As soon as I was finished, I sprayed a little air freshener and climbed into the shower. By the time I was finished Graeme had brought my coffee into the bedroom and was standing brushing his teeth. I just felt like giving him a hug, so I did. I left him to carry on in the bathroom, and went to drink that much needed coffee and dress. By the time I had finished dressing Graeme was done in the bathroom and ready for his diaper.
I enjoyed doing the diaper, but today I also took a good look to see if I could see anything of where the repair was done. I could see a couple of very fine stitches, but I could not see any sign of bleeding. When Graeme turned over, I could see definite signs of arousal. It did seem to be stretching the skin and I did worry about it pulling loose. I did not think it was a good idea for him to wank just yet and he seemed a little upset when I told him that, but accepted that I needed to know he was fully healed. He seemed to love it when I did his diaper up nice and tight.
Graeme
Master has been so good to me. I did not expect that hug that he gave me in the bathroom. I could feel his groin up against my diaper. When master started checking my hole, I thought he was going to put his finger inside, but he just ran his finger around so gently. He seemed to be feeling the muscle, but it felt really nice. When I turned over I could see that I was getting hard.
Master looked at it and said it is healing very nicely. He then told me that it is too soon for me to wank, but I feel like my balls will soon burst. I have never gone two days without a wank and it has been a week. I wonder if people die from not wanking. It feels good to be nicely wrapped in my diaper.
Ronald
The car was loaded with things to take out to the new house. I think I am starting to get really excited at living out there. When we arrived I was very surprised to see the gas people there and busy working. TJ saw me and said, I hope you don't mind, but I used a contact to get a rush job for your gas works.
He also told me that their team was already busy converting the old stables into a slave accommodation, so that is what those building were doing. Wow, I could not believe how busy everything seemed. I had not even gone inside when the first delivery vehicle arrived, it was a huge truck, which contained all of our kitchen supplies and equipment, as well as the living room furniture.
My boys all appeared as if by magic and after hugs from all of them they started carrying everything inside, the only one not carrying anything was Luke. Luke held his arms up to me and I allowed him into my arms. He had his arms firmly around my neck and I half carried him as I went into my home. I needed to find a chair and as soon as I sat down Luke was snuggled onto my lap.
About an hour later the parents of the American boys arrived. As always they tried to be forceful, that is until I explained that I had not planned any of that. If they were not happy with their ex children coming to work on my farm, then I would make arrangements for them to go into government service. I am sure the government could use a few more street slaves to keep our towns clean. That seemed to shock them.
They realized that out here they would not be in the public and no one would see them. A few of the parents were surprised at how my children worked with my slaves and they saw that I was not treating my slaves badly. I showed them the new slave quarters that were being adapted for my field slaves. I had to explain that unlike my house slaves, which are referred to as term slaves, their boys were lifers and that they would never be free.
I did say that I would not mind them coming to see their children, but that they will have to understand that they are slaves and will spend most of their waking hours working. A few of the parents asked me when I expected them to be here. I explained that it was my hope that the renovations would be completed within the week and I expected they would be delivered by the end of the new week. TJ confirmed that they also expected them to be delivered during the next week but could not say which day.
I agreed to keep the remaining parents informed as the majority had to leave to return to their homes. They did tell me that they were grateful. They are still going to get their government to help them get their children freed. Two families had decided to remain, so that they could see their boys freed and they were planning on telling them not to give up hope. They seemed to accept that there was not much that they could do and to free their boys might take them a year or two.
The rest of our day was spent sorting out the house as the furniture arrived. By the end of the day everything was in and there was even hot water, and the gas stove was also working. Graeme and I went down to the supermarket to stock up with groceries. I bought enough meat and vegetables to make a nice stew, but then I thought I best buy things for making a curry. I would need to give the boys some choice.
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