The Life of Koru, Chapter 5
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Sir Ishmael had learned a lot about animal care at university and had been thinking about applying his knowledge to koru. For example, he advocated that koru should be kept in clean shelters and should not be made to work more than 12 hours every day. He went as far as to even suggest that koru should have a day off every week, for resting and leisure activities. All plantation owners considered his propositions ludicrous. Not only giving a day off to these slaves would be a complete waste of money, but also what "leisure activities" could these koru do? Fuck each other's ass off and scratch each other's belly? No, the koru was at his best when he served his master!
So far, Sir Ishmael had faced only objections and it started to feel to him that Koru Animal Rights was a lost cause. But at the same time he didn't feel sad. At Nnamani Plantations, he just met a very nice guy, Jared Dakari, who seemed very interested in him. Sir Jared had invited him to his guestroom for some wine, some fine cheese and other such appetizers. They spent the evening discussing politics, environment and even flirting, as they were both bisexual.
It was almost midnight when Sir Jared gestured to one of his servants:
"Alright bring in the pigs!"
The "pigs" were actually two koru slaves that stepped in the room scared and naked. Seeing these two savages in a guestroom filled with expensive furniture was such a jarring contrast that it almost made Sir Ishmael spill his glass of wine. The koru looked handsome however, because they were young and muscular and had a wild look that evoked the primeval strength of nature. It was obvious they had showered before coming to the guest room but the earthy smell of the fields was still there.
"Position, bastards! Present yourselves to Sir Ishmael!"
The slaves stood straight, with their hands behind their heads, their feet splayed and the pelvis thrust forward as it was required of them when presenting themselves to the Black lords. This position was an open invitation, if a Black lord wanted to touch their bodies.
"So, may I present to you, my dear friend -- these two are Mulo and Peon and they work in the fields under my supervision!"
"Oh, nice to meet them!" Sir Ishmael answered to the awkward situation.
"Nice to meet them?" Jared laughed. "More like: how do you do, fuckers?"
Mulo and Peon stood there with their heads bowed. They weren't sure if what they had heard was an actual question.
Jared was baffled: "Why don't you answer? I said: HOW DO YOU DO, FUCKERS?"
The angry tone of Sir Jared made the two slaves tremble:
"I'se... we'se... we'se good, suh Jared suh, thank you suh Jared!" they both started to mutter.
Sir Ishmael was intrigued by the way Sir Jared spoke with the koru. He had rarely interacted with these creatures before, only read about them in the books. In his home city, Kampala, he rarely saw a koru closely; they were only to be seen on work sites and in factories. Many streets and neighborhood even had "no koru" signs to prevent these savages from roaming there.
Sir Jared jumped from the armchair and went straight to Peon.
"Look at this motherfucker!" Sir Jared said pointing to Peon. "He thinks he's the chief of the herd now. Well, pig, to me you're still a dumb smelly koru, ready to get fucked in the mouth. On your knees, boy!"
Peon obeyed immediately, saying only "Yessuh Jared suh"
"Take my cock in your mouth. Suck it, pig!"
Peon started sucking, showing a lot of skill and discipline. He knew that the smallest mistake could get him a cuff from Sir Jared right on the head.
"Listen to my words: you're nothing, boy, just a dumb koru. Say it with me!"
"I'se nuffin', suh!" Peon said with the cock still in his mouth.
"Say it louder!"
"I'SE NUFFIN', SUH!"
"Good. What else do you say boy?"
"THANK YOU, SUH!"
"Good boy!"
Sir Ishmael watched this in silence and was surprised to see how hard Peon was when Sir Jared degraded him like this.
Then Jared said to the other koru, whose name was Mulo:
"Don't you stand there, scum! Go suck Sir Ishmael's dick!"
Sir Ishmael was taken by surprise to hear this.
"I don't think it's a good idea to..."
"You will enjoy it, trust me. A LOT! You'll see!"
These words made Sir Ishamel curious so he started unzipping his jeans and took his cock out. Like any Black gentleman, he had a very nice and large Black cock ready to be worshipped by a koru. And Mulo did know how to worship such a cock. With his lips he made way for it in his mouth, then he started sliding back and forth on the long shaft while sucking with his cheeks vigorously. All this action caused Sir Ishmael an immense pleasure and he could only moan:
"Oh yeah, this feels so good!"
"Better take a photo and send it to Koru Animal Rights!" Jared said laughing.
It made Sir Ishmael laugh too. He was not going to send such photos to KAR, but a few photos to keep in private seemed a good idea to him. He took the mobile phone from his pocked and made some quick photos of Mulo sucking his cock.
It was way past midnight, but Jared and Ishmael were still fucking the two slaves. After finishing with their mouths, they started ramming their asses. Peon was harder to fuck, he had a tight asshole that made both Jared and Ishmael squirm with pleasure.
Mulo's hole however was, let's say, a "beaten path" so they had to whip the slave's buttocks while riding him, to make the beaten path narrow.
"Oh, fuck these slaves, it's you that I want!" said Ishmael to Jared.
He was quite drunk at that point after drinking so much wine.
"Indeed?" Jared said with a bright smile.
In the blink of an eye, Mulo and Peon were kicked out of the room and sent back to their burrow, as if they were the cheapest rent boys (which they were).
Then Jared took Ishmael to his bedroom and helped him undress.
Sir Ishmael doesn't remember what happened after that. He might have had sex with Jared or he might have not. What he does know is that an important document from his suitcase was missing the second day.