Traditional Values
By Randall Austin
PART TWENTY-THREE
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When Alban, Quince, and Bradley walked into their house on Thursday morning a little after 9 AM, after having their hobbles, infibulation bars and rings, and giant hoop rings, removed, they almost felt like free boys. Hal followed them in and told the gathered family (who had been joined by Martin's brother Steven), who were eager to see how the boys were doing, that the boys were on very good behavior at the county processing center where their training gear was removed.
Martin was very happy, "Okay boys. Everyone is looking forward to seeing you in the new uniforms Flora picked out for you, and finally looking like real, fully trained, and properly dressed, servants. But first all three of you boys need to be bathed and groomed in the proper way. So if you boys would follow Steven, Hal, and me, into the bathroom, we can get to work on you."
All six males packed into the bathroom. Even though the main floor bathroom was a large one, with six mainly grown men in the room there wasn't much free space. Martin ordered the boys to get out of their training jumpsuits and sandals. Hal plugged in the clippers and immediately started to work trimming Bradley's hair. Quince and Alban still didn't need a trim because their heads had been shaved until seven days ago. But all three boys needed their pits and nads shaved, and Quince and Bradley needed their faces shaved as well. Martin ordered Alban into the shower and to start shaving himself.
When Alban was finished shaving and showering, Quince took his place in the shower. Hal, Steven, and Martin stood back and watched the boys shave, shower, and towel dry themselves.
Hal addressed the boys, "I had a talk with Andy Rickers about life out at the Maple Valley Resort and Casino, and asked him if there was any protocol he would like us to get you boys up to speed on, and he mentioned a few. He was very pleased that your dad wants you boys to have a `heads up' on servant matters out at Maple Valley to help you more rapidly adjust to your service requirements."
"They do a lot of things out there in a more traditional way than is common at a lot of work sites where social servants are employed, and they are very proud of the customs that have evolved for their servant team, especially for you rollerboys whose duty it is to tend to the public who visit the resort and casino."
"Not only must you boys be super polite and solicitous of the customers' every need, but you must also serve the customers at all times with grace and speed. That's why you will be on roller skates. And your uniform and grooming must follow the impeccable Maple Valley high standards."
"They want you to apply cologne to yourselves in the old style that once was common to servants. I'll show you." Hal selected a bottle of cologne from the cabinet, approached Alban and grasped his slender penis, and held it up. With the balls exposed, he aimed the spray at Alban's balls and gave a squirt. Then while holding the penis, he rubbed the cologne into the balls, "After you spray your scrotum with cologne, rub it in all about the sack to help it speedily dry, so the alcohol doesn't sting." He let go of Alban's penis, which had hardened slightly from the handling, and turned Alban around so he could get at his butt. Hal took one hand and parted Alban's cheeks, aimed the spray into Alban's crack right by the hole, and sprayed the cologne. Hal explained, "This was the old custom for servants to scent themselves, the idea being that if their owner had to take down their pants and spank them, at least they wouldn't have to smell any dirty crotch and butt smells. It's a custom that has stayed on in some places, and Maple Valley likes doing things in the older, more traditional, ways."
Next Hal went to Quince and lifted his cock out of the way and sprayed his balls. While holding Quince's cock and massaging his balls Quince's big cock began to harden. When he turned Quince around to spray his ass crack, Quince's cock kept rising.
As soon as Hal grabbed Bradley's penis, Bradley closed his eyes tightly, as if fighting off the sensation of being held in order to avoid an erection. As he massaged the cologne into Bradley's balls, Bradley hardened. And as Hal sprayed Bradley's ass crack, Bradley's cock swelled to purple knobbed proportions. Bradley began to panic.
Hal then had the boys turn around so they could watch Hal's demonstration on Bradley of the proper way to dress their hair. Bradley had his arms and hands down covering his erection, and Quince and Alban made no attempt to cover their erected rods.
As Hal rubbed hair crème into Bradley's hair he commented on the boys' erections, "I guess these boners are to be expected, having been locked up for so long. But there's nothing to be ashamed of since you're servants now."
Hal then ordered Bradley to stand at the sink and comb his hair with a part. He tried to do it at first with one hand, while keeping his other hand covering his genitals. But he couldn't arrange the hair mass properly with one hand. Everyone noticed his frustration. Steven muttered, "This is ridiculous! Bradley, I cannot believe you haven't yet gotten out of your free boy thinking."
Hal spoke, "Bradley, turn around and look at Alban and Quince, they're not trying to cover themselves, and in fact, if anything, they are looking more self-confidant today than I have ever seen them before. Bradley you're lacking in some social servant skills because you haven't spent enough time in the presence of other social services. I know you've read the materials provided, but they haven't sunk in for you the way they have for Alban and Quince. You simply need to be brought up to speed and get over your self pride." Hal paused, looked at Alban who was smiling and comfortable in his nude and erect state, and asked, "Alban, would you please tell Bradley why his inhibitions are foolish?"
Alban stood tall and smiled, "Yes, sir, Mr. Franklin. Bradley, it is common to get erections, especially during punishments, and it is also common to be embarrassed by them. But we were taught how to look at the good side of being embarrassed about something as servants. Being embarrassed about something is a good thing because it means we really do care, deep down inside, what our owners or overseers think of us. We were told that whenever we are feeling embarrassed about ourselves or our behavior, that is when we especially need to stand tall, stick out our chests, and swallow our false pride. We have no secrets anymore, and you need to face it outright. By fully exposing our humiliation and shame to our owners, overseers, sitters, and guardians, it is almost like offering ourselves in a subject state to them, and most overseers, sitters, and guardians find that a pleasing thing. When you find yourself truly humiliated it will not be painful if you just admit that you deserve to be humiliated because it means you are not allowing yourself to be what you really are. It means you are thinking that you are not supposed to be subjected to the thing that is humiliating you. And that is wrong. What you need to do is let go, just let go, and not bother about humiliation. Humiliation is a reminder that it is time to stand tall and take the kind of pride in ourselves that is the good kind; proud that we are servants ever on the road to correction and improvement."
Halfway through Alban's words Quince was nodding his head and looking eager to add something. Hal complimented Alban, "That was great Alban! Did you hear that Bradley? Now do it! Just stand tall and let your dad, Steven, your brothers, and I see that you are proud of yourself."
Bradley did it, and as he tried to stick out his chest he turned an even deeper shade of his red as his cock's purple bulb head appeared as if it might burst. As it waggled from his attempt to thrust out his chest Bradley couldn't think clearly, so he tried to take Alban's words to heart; that he deserved to be humiliated, and by feeling and accepting his humiliation, by letting everyone freely see that you are humiliated to the core of your being, by openly exposing all of your secrets, you are offering an expiation for past wrong behavior.
Hal asked, "Quince, it looked like you wanted to add something."
Quince was eager to talk, like a school kid eager to let his teachers know that he has the right answer, "Bradley, I can really understand where you're coming from on this, because, believe me, it was the issue I needed the most work on in my training. And let me tell you, they really `worked' on me!" Quince aped a pained look on his face as he did a mock rubbing of his sore buttocks. Everyone laughed. Martin was absolutely delighted with the headway all the boys were making in sharing, bonding, and helping each other become better servants.
Quince continued, "Like, I had it a lot worse than you ever did, Brad, because I was especially full of a lot of false images of myself. They taught me that I was hurting on the inside because I was holding on to all of the wrong things. It was amazing; when I finally discarded all the lies I was carrying in my head to prop myself up, I became like a new person, dude."
Hal, Steven, and Martin were one huge smile. Hal encouraged Quince, "Could you give Bradley some concrete examples?"
"Sure! Like, the biggest problem for me was being naked in front of my trainers, and even the other servants in training. I was, like, always thinking, `Who are these fuckers that they should get to see me naked. I only get naked for my special chick.' But they taught me how foolish and self-limiting it was to think like that. The world is so much bigger than me thinking of myself as some macho stud, better than everyone else. When I began to take pride in all of me, my ability to work hard, my body, my desire to be obedient, it made me want to show off what I really was. I fucking know I have a great body, so why not, in the process, share it. I fucking know I'm strong and can work hard. So why not let the world see the good job I can do? I really do want dad and all of my trainers, and my eventual owner, to be proud of me. So why not let them know that? I want everyone to know I truly take pride in myself. Only people who have the true, the right kind of pride, can stand tall and proud when they are naked in front of a roomful of people. That is what real pride is all about. Sharing what you really are with people. And what we really are right now are social servants, and I am so grateful that that is the case."
A brief pause, and Quince continued, "And dude, we as servants can't have secrets. When I accepted that, I was, like, free! When I finally realized that when I threw away all of my secrets I also threw away all of the pain and hurt I was feeling, it was the happiest day of my life!"
Quince spoke with so much enthusiasm that even Bradley finally started to join the room in smiling.
Quince was stoked now, and he spread his arms as if he was showing off his body and it's still rampant erection, and faced Bradley, "Dude, I don't want any secrets. And I don't care what anyone thinks of me. I want everyone to see me. I got nothing to hide! And neither do you, bro!"
Quince went up to Bradley and hugged him, and Bradley hugged back. Quince hugged Bradley very tightly, as if he wanted to emphasize that he was not ashamed that their two erections were nesting against each other. After a moment Bradley started laughing, and he squeezed Quince extra hard in return.
Martin spoke to the room, "Well this is just great!" Hal added, "Hell, it's goddamn beautiful!!"
When Quince and Bradley broke from their embrace, Quince smiled with his face right next to Bradley's, and encouraged, "It's perfectly all right if free people see us without any clothes on. And there is certainly nothing degrading about being bare for our overseers. How else could they fully monitor us the way we need to be monitored?"
Alban confirmed, "And we were taught that there's nothing wrong with being monitored. Just learn to enjoy the feeling of being watched and protected. Free people have every right to see us naked. And it's fun taking pride in being a hard-working and happy servant, and being on display if that's what our sitters want. When free kids see you looking happy in service, they begin to envy your freedom."
Martin grabbed his digital camera, "Okay, I need a picture of this for the family album. You boys put your arms around each other's shoulders and smile!" The photo that Martin got of his three sons, naked, embraced, and erected, was a very good one. When everyone gathered around the camera to see the preview, Hal suggested to Martin that he really should start a servant photo album, and that he should take the boys in and have studio portraits done so he could hand them out to friends. He also suggested a portrait of the entire Forestman family. Martin said it was a good suggestion and that he would make an appointment for the boys.
As Martin looked over his three bare-pubed sons, about to get into real servant uniforms for the first time, the feeling of pride he had was of the same sort a father feels when he sees his son standing tall in some military academy uniform; a sense that their boys were going to be obedient and of service to the nation.
The boys put towels around their waists, and Hal ordered them to their bedroom to put their uniforms on. As the boys exited the bathroom, Hal suggested, "Martin, we're breaking a lot of ground here. I say we keep them naked for a few hours." Steven agreed. Martin said, "No, I think we've made good headway here, and that's enough for now. As Martin exited the bathroom Hal gave a `go figure' expression to Steven.
Once the boys were dressed in their new uniforms, Martin snapped some photos of the boys standing side by side. Hal, Steven, and Martin thought the boys looked great in their new light blue and white soft cotton uniforms consisting of a collarless blue shirt with white sleeves that completely exposed their servant collars. The buttons on the front of the shirt were large state of Vermont brass social servant buttons. Their pants were blue, with a very pronounced spanker's flap that could be opened to expose their buttocks, with a similar white crotch flap in front. On their heads they wore stylized white sailor caps. Their shirts had their full names over their left nipples in handsome large embroidered lettering. Because the material was soft and pliant cotton, the boys erections were very noticeably poking up and out at the crotch flap.
Martin pointed out the butt and crotch flaps. "The flaps are designed to preserve the boy's dignity. That way they don't have to be totally bare if they have to get either spanked or penis-locked to the wall."
When Hal said it was time for the boys to go out and meet the family, Martin stopped him and took him aside. In a low voice Martin expressed his concern about the boys' boners poking up and the large bulges in their uniforms, and wondered if perhaps the boys should be given some time alone to take care of needs. Hal told Martin, "Absolutely not! Martin, they're servants for christ sake! The reason Bradley has been slow in some areas is precisely because of your failure to properly implement full-time nudity during training. If you don't want them nude around Barbara and Flora I can understand that, but you simply can't hide the fact any longer that your boys are servants. And servants are always walking around with boners. It's just something you see all the time. Servants often have erections because their owners often limit masturbation time. Your boys have been penis locked for quite a while now; Bradley for over a month. So it's natural that they're hard."
"So why not let them do something about their condition?"
"That would be exactly the wrong thing to do. It would send a message to the boys that everything is back to normal now. And after that great morale boost for Bradley from his brothers which we just witnessed in the bathroom, it would take Bradley right back to where he was. Alban and Quince know that they are `controlled' boys now, and they don't seem to be having problems accepting anything you're doing. We want Bradley in that same space, so we need Bradley to be able to observe their example. So stop worrying about a little bulge in the front of the boys' pants. It's just a bulge Flora and Barbara are going to see; not their pricks."
Martin swallowed, and finally agreed that he was making a big deal out of nothing.
In his office Martin phoned the owner of Timothy Witherspoon, James Patton, to ask him some questions about the Patton's masturbation policy for Timothy. Mr. Patton was happy to chat with Martin because he loved talking about social servants in general, about Timothy in particular, and about issues of controlling Timothy especially. "I'm flattered that you would ask me, and am very happy to talk with you about this. But first of all I have to congratulate you. Barbara told Irma that you folks finally got your boys sold. And to Maple Valley Resort and Casino no less! I bet you're proud of them, having three rollerboy sons! My wife and I have vacationed there a few times, and we both have always been impressed by their smartly-uniformed, well-behaved, servants; especially the rollerboys. Irma can't take her eyes off of them. And you must have picked up a pretty bundle on that sale! Anyway, I'm seriously happy for you."
Martin thanked Mr. Patton, and Mr. Patton continued, "Irma and I follow the generally recommended servant guidelines on masturbation issues with Timothy. We model our home policy on the masturbation policies used by many corporations that employ large numbers of social servants. Maple Valley, incidentally, follows such a model with what is commonly called a `masturbation club' for servants. The idea behind such clubs is to provide the structure and regimentation servants need in all aspects of their lives, including sex."
The way it works is that once a corporation feels a servant is up to speed on all service issues, he is allowed to join the masturbation club. This gives the servant the right to masturbate at certain approved times and places. All clubs vary in the frequency with which they allow masturbation, but what they all have in common is that all masturbation must be performed by all members of the club at the same time and in the presence of all the other club members, and with the possibility of overseers or guests may be present."
"The whole reason for such a system of masturbation control is a benign one. It isn't simply to make life tough on servants, as a lot of uninformed people think. No way! That would be wrong. It has been scientifically proven that social servants who are subject to some form of masturbation control and regimentation have higher productivity rates and fewer behavior problems."
"Servants who are in masturbation clubs feel better about themselves because they feel privileged. It is not at all uncommon for corporations to have the servants who belong to the masturbation club to masturbate in front of the servants who do not have such privileges. It makes the non members strive harder for such a privilege when they are shown in such forceful way what they are being deprived of."
"It's the regimentation aspect that is so important for servants. We here, for example, allow little Timothy to masturbate once every three days before his 9 PM bedtime, and either Irma, I, or a babysitter, is always present in the room with him as he does it."
When Martin asked if that would not be rather embarrassing for Timothy, Mr. Patton answered, "He's a servant for gosh sake! Embarrassment is good for them!"
"How do you know if Timothy doesn't masturbate at other times on the sly?"
"I'm sure he still tries. He has been caught at it several times, and when we catch him at it, it's a pants-down strapping for him in front of his friends. But we make it pretty hard for him to do that. We have our place set up with cameras in every room and Timothy knows they're there. But again, the cameras and the control are not there to be mean to Timothy. The important part of the masturbation club philosophy is the regimentation. It is the regimentation that helps servants order their lives in any easy to follow path. It is sort of society's way of helping servants lead a cushy lifestyle. Doing things in order makes life very easy on servants. And that is what we want for Timothy: a wonderful, easy to follow, worry-free, life!"
"If you are thinking of going in that direction with your boys while you have them at home, you need to lay down the law as soon as possible, so you're consistent in your demands. Servants respect consistency and clear guidelines."
Martin enjoyed his chat with Mr. Patton. He liked Mr. Patton's clear, sensible, advice.