What They Did to Julian Part Twenty-One Conclusion By Randall Austin
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After their morning rehearsal, the 19 servitors who would be performing in the grand opening of the Reward Center that afternoon, were taken back to their compound for lunch, and then were bathed and oiled in preparation for the big event.
As Dunn Akers was leading the now fully naked Lloyd Reese, for he had just had his genital cage finally removed after almost 5 weeks of chastity containment, back to the stage entrance of the Reward Center to prepare for the 2 PM show, they crossed the path of four young monitors, including the two monitors who had a hand in monitoring and preparing Lloyd for full service, Curt Morgan and Brent Humphries.
Curt and Brent waved at Dunn and Lloyd, and Lloyd asked Dunn if he could speak to his two former monitors, and Dunn was pleased to allow him.
Lloyd, naked and collared, with Dunn holding a leash attached to Lloyd's collar, addressed the monitors, "Mr. Morgan and Mr. Humphries, I want to thank you for all of the help you gave me during my training. This is a wonderful day for me, and I feel honored to have been chosen to be a part of the grand opening ceremonial performance of the Reward Center."
The happy, young, monitors, smiled as they looked over the naked, collared, and leashed servitor, flashing his dimpled and winsome smile, with his genitals freshly shaved and oiled, and gleaming in the sun. They both reached out a hand to Lloyd and shook it vigorously, as they thanked Lloyd for his kind words.
Lloyd could not contain himself, "I am so happy today, and I think you were an important part in bringing me to where I am now, as difficult as it was for me during training. In fact, I am happier today than I have ever been, and to you both I will be forever grateful."
Curt and Brent were genuinely pleased. Lloyd continued, "And I am also grateful for that day that you two had to get rod-naked and I was able to be used in your own training in properly disciplining servitors. All of us were able to learn from each other on that day."
Curt spoke, "Thank you so much. I am honored to have been a part of your training, and have learned a lot from having the privilege of having been assigned to you during my internship here at Baldwin/Fletcher."
Brent agreed, "Same here, Lloyd." Brent wondered, "Is `Lloyd' the servitor name you have chosen?"
Lloyd shook his head in the negative, "No, I have chosen `Diaper Mutt', partly because I think that all those times you two had to diaper me helped me to become the happy person I am today."
Curt smiled, "That is a really cute name you have chosen. I am so glad we ran into you!"
When the four young monitors continued on their way to their work assignments, Dunn praised Lloyd, "Lloyd, you are wonderful, and I agree with Curt and Brent, working with you has been an honor. I'm going to miss being in daily contact with you now that you are a full-fledged member of the servitor corp."
Lloyd was beaming with pride as Dunn led the once super proud naked footballer by his leash to the Reward Center, with his big bobbing donkey prong eager for the coming cumming.
The nature of the attractions offered by the Baldwin/Fletcher theme park is such that no one under the age of 18 can be admitted without a parent or guardian. The entire park, while it presents a truly authentic and educational view of agricultural and farming practices, is, nevertheless, erotically charged.
As Arnold walked Jack to the Reward Center for the big show, Jack was finding himself conflicted over this very eroticism. His days at the park were not only a turn on to him because of the presence of all the beautiful servitors, but the servitors' very subjugation, and their seeming acceptance of their lot, multiplied for Jack the intensity of the farm's sensuality.
When Jack first heard of the Reward Center, he was thoroughly repulsed by the idea of publicly masturbating slaves as family entertainment. However, now that the event was at hand, he was so sexually excited by it that he was ashamed of himself, especially since his two best friends were selected to be, sort of, the stars of the show.
The excitement was palpable as the doors to the Reward Center opened one hour before the first performance. The lucky 1300 ticket holders who were to witness the attraction's grand opening were handed, by college-age park attendants, a coupon good for $250 off their next stay at the Baldwin/Fletcher Holiday Hotel.
When Arnold and Jack entered the building, the two park attendants who were taking tickets and greeting visitors at one of the entrances smiled excitedly, "How do you do, Mr. Baldwin?"
It was once again clear to Jack, that employees of the park really liked their boss, Arnold Baldwin. When one of the employees offered the $250 coupon to Jack, Arnold smiled at the attendant, "Jack here won't be needing one of those. I intend to take care of all of his accommodations from now on!"
Jack looked at Arnold with a quizzical smile. Arnold gave a broad smile in return, brought his smiling face right into Jack's nose, and gave his cheek a love pinch.
As Jack and Arnold took their seats, they saw the two boys from Ohio, across the aisle, waving happily at them. Jack did a discrete wave in return, and Arnold called out, "Hello! I'm glad you two were able to get a seat!"
Clarence called out in return, "We ordered our tickets on line months ago, the moment they went on sale! We wouldn't have missed this for the world!"
Arnold gave the Ohio boys a thumbs-up sign, sat down, and said to Jack, "They seem like two such really nice guys!"
Jack looked Arnold in the eyes, "And you, too, seem like such a really nice guy!"
Arnold laughed, gave Jack's leg a couple of love swats, and noticed that he was erect, "Wow, maybe you'd like to be up on the stage and getting milked along with your friends!"
Backstage, as the boys who would be the first to be publicly milked at the Baldwin/Fletcher theme park were getting bridled, trammeled, tethered, and electo-cinched, and trying to drink up the last of the three quarts of water required for the show, the director called out to them, "Boys, give me a show of hands; how many of you have to pee right now, and feel like you can't hold it much longer?"
All 19 boys raised their hands, while laughing. The director smiled, "Wonderful! Just hang in there; you won't have to hold it much longer!"
Once the laughter quieted, the director gave some directions and a last minute cheerleading session to the boys, "Remember boys, you're entertainers. Show me some really big smiles! Come on, bigger and brighter than that; I want to see your teeth!"
The boys did as instructed, as the revved up director continued, "You're looking good, now stick out your chests tall and proud, and maintain your biceps so they're always slightly flexed."
"And the hips, always think of your hips first; keep your hips thrust forward at all times, so they always extend a tiny bit past your nipples! Because that's what the people are here to see. They want to see you boys having a good time while proud of your bodies!"
"Remember, your job is to make the free boy spectators envious of your lifestyle; because, as you all know, free boys are not cool!"
The boys all cheered, and the director shouted out over the din, "Don't ever, for a moment, fall for the lies of the free boys who would put you down or make fun of you, for you are servants to no one but to your brothers, just as you are the masters of each other. You are the ones who are truly free! Those so-called `free boys' looking down on you as you work in the fields are not half as free as you are; because, remember, you are the true Team America! You are what make this nation so great! You are America's anchor and pride! And the enlightened everywhere know it, and sing your praises!"
The director's comments had the boys laughing and punching their fists in the air in a glorious show of camaraderie.
As the director looked over the boys, he nodded appreciatively, "What a nice group of boys you are! We're all so proud of you. And as a reward for being so super obedient, we are going to be making you feel really really good in just a little while!"
The donkey boys again punched the air and hooted as their donkey dicks jiggled with joy, and their faces beamed in gleeful subjugation, inspired by the director's praise, proud of their status, and eager to experience their long longed-for electro-controlled orgasms.
When the lights went down and the elegantly decorated scrim rose to reveal the stage set for the first performance in the Baldwin/Fletcher Reward Center, no one in the audience was expecting to see such a stunning stage picture.
In the middle of the stage was a fountain, hazily lit, and standing about the rim were statues of six young males peeing into it. Soft music, together with evocative lighting, created a haunting yet alluring scene.
As the music softly grew, a field boy wrapped in a lengthy wrap of gauze danced sensuously, while making his way toward the fountain. When he reached the fountain he playfully greeted each of the boy statues, stopping at one point to take a drink from the penis spigot of one of the boys.
As he became more amorous with the boy statuary, he gradually unwrapped himself from his gauze covering, and by the time he had greeted the last of the statues with affection, he was free of the gauze, naked, and hard.
The music, still quiet, continued to grow in strength as the field boy went into the fountain and climbed onto a plinth that was located in the middle of the fountain. The audience applauded when, once comfortably positioned on the plinth, the field boy struck a statue-like pose and held it.
When, after quite a length of time with the field boy holding his statuesque pose with an erect dick, as music and lighting provided the needed theatrical variety, he began to piss a giant stream of piss from his erect and uptight dick high into the air, surrounded by the pissing statuary. The audience, entranced, sensed, at this point, that this was going to be one very special theatrical spectacle, and let their appreciation be known with more applause, hoots, and whistles.
As soon as the plinth boy's piss stream started to diminish, from out of the backside of both sides of the stage, sixteen taut, naked, oiled, and feral, field boys emerged doing body moves to the music's growing intensity. The dance moves of the field boys, while well choreographed, were farm-boy rustic; clearly these servitor beasts of burden were not ballet dancers.
But what they were, was `animal', and fiercely so. And they appeared to enjoy being animals on display. They smiled and laughed raucously as they did their onstage entrance, rough, loud, and imprecise, but the audience, by their vocal approval, clearly was enthralled.
The field boys, all flaccid on their entrance, danced their happy asses up the two sets of stairs that flanked the piss fountain on either side. As they climbed the stairs they wiggled their naked slave butts to the rhythm of the music. The global majesty of their wiggling, plump, oiled, servitor behinds brought on more applause and shouts of appreciation.
Each of the boys took a place on one of the eight ascending steps that flanked both sides of the fountain. The music suddenly took a turn of cascading arpeggios as the boys all turned toward the field boy standing on the plinth in the center of the fountain. The boys grabbed their penises with one hand and gave them some vigorous shakes in the direction of the statue boy.
They then aimed their penises at the statue boy and began to piss on him, as the lights dimmed and colorful spotlights caught the cascades of piss. The special lighting created a piss rainbow that made the audience gasp in wonder, followed by more applause.
It was a magic moment, and Jack gave a light poke of his elbow to Arnold and whispered, "This is fantastic!" Arnold gave him a peck on the cheek.
No sooner had the applause died down than spot lights focused on Julian making his entrance pulling Lloyd by his footballer nutsack. Julian's celebrity status brought on the biggest round of applause. Both Julian and Lloyd beamed and waved at the crowd as they made their way to center stage.
As happy music began to play, the super sexy and attractive duo went through an arousing set of muscle-boy poses. The generous tackle of the two former footballers did much to help ensure that most members of the audience were aroused.
It was a moment Jack had been waiting for, for it would give him a chance to examine the faces of his friends and try to read them. To him it was clear that Julian and Lloyd were not only enjoying themselves as much as any Las Vegas boy stripper, but seemed to genuinely revel in it as if it was their life's goal.
Lloyd, especially, and incredibly, seemed to Jack to be like some little puppy, positively relishing the attention, as he fondly and proudly displayed every part of his anatomy.
Drumbeats accompanied Julian and Lloyd as they each took one of the staircases and made their way to the top of the display. Once they reached the top of the stairs, they made their way to the middle of the set, where Julian surprised everyone by giving a big loud smooch and noisy suck to each one of Lloyd's large nipples. The audience laughed and applauded.
Julian quickly fitted Lloyd with his body harness, and attached to the harness the stage cables that dangled from above.
Once Lloyd was fully attached and secured, a new haunting piece of music began, as the lights dimmed. Slowly the cables lifted Lloyd off the ground so that he was suspended slightly off the ground, tilted slightly headfirst towards the spectators, with his ass right at Julian's cock level. Lloyd spread his legs so that Julian could get his body up tight against his.
All of the boys were miked, so that their vocalizations, during their electro-cinch induced milkings, could blend in with the music. When Julian reached his hand around Lloyd's waist and touched his cock, Lloyd smiled and shook his head and cooed, "Oh man, that feels so good!" The audience laughed and cheered.
As Julian began fist pumping Lloyd's cock, the music rose in intensity, and the boys on the stairs began doing a dance routine that had them thrusting their hips and erecting dicks out at the audience. The boys electro-cinches insured that they were at the same level of arousal as Lloyd, and soon the animal dongs of the performance herd started to pulse and jiggle in excitement.
As Julian continued to jack Lloyd, he would occasionally give his own dick a few tugs, though there was no need to, as he had boned to the hilt the moment he first touched Lloyd's cock.
Lloyd called out to the crowd, "Oh man, this slave bitch thanks all of you for being here at the grand opening of the Reward Center!"
The audience replied with a round of applause, over which Lloyd encouraged his friend, "Julian, yeah man, pump my dick for all these good people!"
The music, ever growing in intensity, was now accompanied by the moans of all the boys on the stage as waves of pleasure coursed through their ripped, feral, bodies.
The more Julian fist-pumped Lloyd, the more his own cock was starting to look like a red-hot branding iron, with its purple-hard head appearing as a flame. And when Lloyd let out several spasmodic moans, Julian knew it was time to do his business.
Julian slowly inserted his servitor prong into his friend's hole; to the orgasm-starved Lloyd it felt like a firebrand of love.
In the audience, there was silence and sweat, as cocks and pussies oozed.
The music grew in intensity as Julian started man-fucking his friend in earnest. The boys on the stairs were covered in sex sweat as they continued their erection-shaking dance moves.
Over the ever crescendoing music and exploding lights now could be heard the vocalizations of the herd as they neared their reward, "Oh fuck man!" "Oh daddy!" "Holyfuckin shit!" "Take that, fucker!"
The moment Julian's dick finally erupted and coated Lloyd's insides with his hot molten footballer semen, it was the event that lit Lloyd's cock fuse, and in a split second his dick erupted in a firecracker explosion of cum.
As soon as the first spurts of servitor cum shot out of Lloyd's dick, the boys on the lowest stairs began to erupt. That was followed by Lloyd shooting his first major stream, which went three rows into the audience.
One young, and super attractive, male stood up and caught some of Lloyd's jism in his mouth.
Arnold could not help but notice `The Catch' of the skillful cum-catcher, and made a mental note of his seat location.
At the same moment the donkey boys on the 2nd step shot their loads, followed successively by each boy on the next highest eight stairs. Through it all Lloyd just kept shooting and shooting. At the climax of climax, all 19 boys were shooting sperm.
The music, the moans, and the grandeur of the fireworks of sperm, thrilled the audience, and they rose to their feet in a standing and raucous ovation.
Many members of the audience, both male and female, were so caught up in the spectacular elements of the production, that they were unaware that the show's celebration of sensuality had hardened their dicks and clits.
Once all the big-penised donkey boys had shot their loads, Lloyd was lowered into a standing position, and Julian quickly removed his body harness.
Julian and Lloyd stood alongside each other on top of the stairs, and just like all of the other animal boys, they were all smiles as their donkey dongs dribbled out the last of their jism.
Lloyd was aglow with life and happiness as Julian's `Division One' college scholarship candidate's' sperm leaked out of his ass, ran down his legs, and slimed his toes.
Then, in a wonderfully choreographed move, all of the animal boys stretched out their legs and arms as far as they could go into making a giant `X' formation with their arms and legs. They then shook their pelvises in rhythm to the music as paper stars fell from the ceiling. The crowd went wild as the music roared to a rousing finale.
To swirling lights the boys all waved goodbye to the crowd as they danced down the stairs and exited the stage with each boy playfully spanking the buns of the boy in front of him.
The crowds talked excitedly about what they had just witnessed. Arnold and Jack were excited as well. Arnold looked at Jack with eyes of love, and asked, "Will you marry me? Will you be mine forever?"
Tears ran down Jack's cheeks, and his voice trembled with heaven-blessed relief, "Yes, Arnold. I will marry you and be yours forever."
They hugged long and hard, and as the music ended, Jack cried, "I love you so much!"
Arnold nodded, and barely managed to get out "I love you so much, Jack", before he was overcome by tears of joy.
They held each other long, and when the theater was almost empty, Arnold told Jack that he had to go backstage, and invited Jack to accompany him.
Backstage was an exciting place for Jack; there was so much going on. Stagehands, the technical people, invited guests, and board members, were all celebrating. Board members were congratulating each other on the success of the attraction, and were also going down the line of field boys and greeting them. But the board members did not shake the boys' hands; instead they would put their left hand on the boy's shoulder and grab them by their dicks with their right hand and give their dicks a vigorous shaking as they congratulated them.
Arnold explained to a wide-eyed Jack, "It's just part of the culture!"
To Jack, the boys were being treated like farm animals, but they seemed to like it.
Retcher came up to Arnold and gave him a hug, "We did it bro! This is a bigger hit than we ever imagined!"
Retcher looked at Arnold, and wondered, "You've been crying? What's wrong?"
Arnold's voice gave a giant smile, "Retch, I want you to meet my husband to be, Jack Deeks."
Retcher graciously took Jack's hand, "I am so pleased to meet you, and so happy for the both of you. Welcome to the family!"
Retcher gave Jack a tight and friendly hug. Jack felt a tingle of excitement being welcomed into the powerful Baldwin family in such a way. Retcher showed genuine warmth towards Jack, and Jack could only feel about Retcher the way he felt about Arnold; that all those horror stories about the two Baldwin brothers were indeed nothing but stories, falsehoods, and lies.
Arnold led Jack to his two friends, who were being cock-shaked by the last of the board members. Jack, happy to see his friends, and happy that they appeared to be so stoked and happy, said, as he approached them, "That was quite a show! It was beautiful!"
As Jack reached out a hand to grasp Lloyd's hand and give him a hug, Lloyd stopped him, "No Jack, sir, I want you to shake me by my cock. You're a free boy and I am not, this is the way it's done, and I'm proud of it!"
Julian responded in a similar fashion, "Same here, Jack, sir. You better shake me by my cock or I'm going to be pissed!"
Jack, smiling at the strange ritual, took hold of Lloyd's cock, which was hard and sticking straight up, and he shook it. Lloyd, not in the least bit concerned about his erection, seemed to take physical delight in being cock-shaked by his old friend. His cock was hot to the touch. Both Jack and Lloyd were delighted by the sensation. All that Jack could think was that Lloyd was now an animal boy, but he was happy with it.
As he shook Lloyd's erect dick, Lloyd said, "I am so happy to see you, and so glad that you could be here." After a bit, Lloyd said, "Okay, Jack, now we can hug."
They hugged each other tightly, and Lloyd was unbothered by the fact that his erection was grinding into Jack's crotch.
When Jack took hold of Julian's rod and started to shake it, Julian, also, was unperturbed by the fact that he started to get hard as Jack shook his cock, "Jack, sir, I am so happy that you could be here!"
When Jack finally hugged Julian, Julian surprised him by licking his cheeks, in a way that a puppy dog would do. Jack did not know what they did to Julian; but whatever they did he liked it as much as Julian himself seemed to.
Arnold gave the good news to the servitors, "You two are going to be seeing a lot of Jack, as he and I are getting married!"
The two star servitors broke into the happiest of smiles, and before they could say anything, Arnold continued, "And both of you, along with Casey, are going to be our bridesmaids at our wedding!"
Julian and Lloyd were thrilled, and Arnold continued, "And not only that, but you two, as well as Casey, are joining us on our two-week honeymoon to the Maldives!"
Lloyd was near to tears, "Oh Mr. Baldwin, sir, thank you so much!"
Julian, also surprised and appreciative, bowed to Arnold, "Thank you so much, you dearest of sirs!"
As Arnold and Jack took their leave of the still being congratulated field boys, Jack took a good look at his friends. They, like about half the other boys who had just been publicly milked, had rods that were erect and sticking straight up, and, plainly and simply, seemed perfectly happy to be naked and erect in front of everyone.
Finally Jack no longer cared what they did to Julian. Julian, Lloyd, and Casey, seemed happier even than himself who had just been proposed to by the man of his dreams; that was all that mattered.
Once Jack and Arnold left the Reward Center, Arnold drove Jack to his hotel so he could check out of his room. Arnold then took Jack to his living quarters on the Baldwin/Fletcher campus, "This is your home now. Make yourself comfortable."
Arnold and Jack decided on a date for the wedding, 11 weeks away. With the lawsuits dropped, the plan was for Jack to leave for Bellingham, Washington, in six days, and then return a week and a half before the wedding.
Arnold told Jack that he had a lot of business to tend to for the rest of the day and into the early evening, so he was to make himself comfortable not only in the apartment, but about the entire Baldwin/Fletcher complex. He obtained for Jack a pass that gave him access to the entire theme park, including areas off-limits to the public.
The first thing Jack wanted to do, after calling his friends in Bellingham and telling them the good news, was to take a stroll through sections of the theme park which were off limits to visitors. This included the servitor quarters and training areas.
Jack felt privileged as he walked about exploring some of the back areas of the huge agricultural themed park. Being unknown to most Baldwin/Fletcher personnel, had to show his authorization pass in order to get into all of the restricted areas. When he went to a section of the training complex, the security attendant did, what appeared to be to Jack, an extra careful reading of his pass and its issue date.
But no sooner had Jack gained entrance into the strictly `off-limits to visitors' area when he decided that he no longer needed to care what went on behind the scenes with the servitors and their trainers. It was now his duty to trust his spouse to be. Doubts had to stop. There was no longer any reason to question Arnold's integrity or what they did to Julian.
Jack was comfortable with his decision. All relationships are fraught with unanswered questions, and there are limits in love as to what can be known. The intricacies of relationships are touched by many unknown elements, by variables of the human heart that are constantly shifting in degrees of intensity and focus.
Jack quickly retreated to Arnold's place, and decided that what he needed to do was to make himself presentable for the man of his dreams.
That evening, when Arnold returned to the apartment, Jack was waiting for him with open arms, and Arnold accepted the invitation.
Perhaps it is inevitable that even a footballer stud like Jack Deeks would feel submissive in the presence of someone like Arnold Baldwin; tall handsome, wealthy and powerful, and an owner of over 500 guys whose lives he totally controlled. So when Arnold eventually put his rich cock into the hole of his trembling bride-to-be, and in a whispered sneer asked, "Do you promise to love, honor, and obey, me for the rest of your life?" Jack melted, and felt his insides melt into such a delicious submissiveness that he could have given Lloyd a run for the money.
Jack wondered, `is this melting feeling what makes the field boys so happy?' But before he could answer, feelings of sexual pleasure, brought about by Arnold's cock exploration of his sport-stud hole, overwhelmed him. Arnold grabbed Jack's head and turned it, kissed and licked his lips, and, as he pumped his ass, whispered, "Jack Deeks, I adore you!"
After that, no more words were spoken; nothing low and dirty, nothing about love. With their bodies alone they celebrated the joy of being alive, human, sensual, and as tall as the stars.
EPILOGUE
That evening, when Clarence Thorpe and Bruce Wagner, of Norwood, Ohio, returned to their hotel room at the theme park's Baldwin/Fletcher Holiday Hotel, they had had a full and fun day. And after seeing the public milking of the servitors at the grand opening of the Reward Center, they were mighty horny.
Clarence began to mix a cocktail for them, but as he was doing so, Bruce came up behind him and put his arms around him, "I don't need anything on the rocks. I, like those field guys, just need to get my rocks off!"
Clarence turned, and the two of them kissed. In no time they were both caught up in a sexual frenzy, and began unbuttoning their shirts.
There was an unexpected knock on their hotel room door, and both stopped smooching and looked at each other quizzically. They peeked through the door's eyelet and saw a male servitor dressed in the uniform of the hotel employees.
They quickly buttoned up their shirts, opened the door, and the servitor Penno smiled invitingly at them, and made a hand and finger motion for Clarence and Bruce to follow him.
Clarence and Bruce, delighted at the unexpected surprise, smiled at each other and followed Penno. As they walked behind Penno, Bruce wondered, "Could this be the special token of appreciation Arnold Baldwin promised he would send?"
Penno looked back at the Ohio boys as they followed him, and gave his head a `yes' movement to indicate that he was going to show them something really nice.
Clarence and Bruce looked at each other, smiled, and nodded excitedly. Bruce gave Clarence a love punch on the shoulder, Clarence gave his tongue a waggle in lascivious expectation, and both laughed as they each flashed a double 'thumbs up'.
THE END
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