by usemeinva

Chapter 30

Seemingly in no time I was awakened by the van slowing down stopping then going into reverse and stopping. I heard the man get out and open the back doors to the van. He unlocked my collar from the side wall of the van and the hood as well. I heard the sound of metal on metal and the man ordered me to crawl towards him. I felt a metal ramp that lead to a loading dock. Once I was close enough the man removed the hood. I could now see I was indeed at a loading dock. I was told to stand and follow him. He said that they did not want the students to see me yet but they were all in their rooms for mandatory study time before dinner. I was led first to the area where I would be staying with the new slaves starting this evening.

The man asked if there was any thing that I needed? I looked around I saw a paddle, seven mattresses, a collection of restraints, dildos, gags, and other toys. I checked out the inventory for a particular item. I will want a studded parachute ball stretcher for each of the slaves, three bungee chords and an eye bolt in the wall for each of the slaves about two feet off the ground along this wall three feet apart. The man said that he would see that the maintenance people had that taken care of right away. It should be taken care of before you and the new slaves come here tonight. I also asked that the mattresses be removed. I want them to have to earn those. He said that sounds like a good plan.

He then led me back to the auditorium telling me that the students would soon be headed to dinner so I would need to hide here. He asked if I would like anything for dinner. I said I was not hungry but was a bit thirsty. He told me to kneel and he unzipped and had me drink his piss.

“Thank you for your gift, Sir.”

“Now wait here backstage. We will bring you out and introduce you to the students after the new slaves have been stripped. We’ll use you for a small demonstration of how to treat slaves while the new slaves are taken away to be installed on their pedestals for the students to inspect on their way out of the auditorium.”

He left me there so I sat on the floor and waited for him to return. He was gone about 45 minutes, when he returned He motioned for me to stand and come over. And had me move over to a position where I would be able to watch everything and see the slave’s reaction to having their names called and to the stripping ceremony. I also noticed that large screens had been set up and a monitor was placed backstage for the man’s and my benefit. Soon the students started filing in and taking seats in the auditorium. At one point the camera caught a quick shot of a student that looked exactly like my little brother. I thought no it can’t be and dismissed it.

As the last of the students took their seats and gentleman approached me and introduced Himself as the Headmaster of the school. And for my time here He would be my Master as well. He said he would call me “alpha” as I was the head slave. The other slaves would be referred to by their numbers which would be written on their pectorals and asses to make them easily identifiable.

The Headmaster walked onto stage and the boys got immediately quiet. I gathered that an assembly at this time of day was highly unusual. They figured it must be something extremely important. The Headmaster walked onto the stage and made some introductory remarks about this being something new. He explained to the boys that some of their fellow students were not totally what they seemed. That some of them had been born slaves and thus when they became of age they would be enslaved, some had gotten in trouble with the law and as their punishment been made slaves and likewise would be enslaved when they obtained legal age. There were one that was enslaved only because their father and only parent was enslaved so legally he became a slave too and the final slave to be was being offered to the school in lieu of tuition for his smarter younger brother.

He said that each student/slave would be called up on stage one at a time. He would be ordered to strip naked. Some statistics would be taken of them and announced for all to hear. Once we were done the slaves to be will be on display for all to inspect but to remember you are only permitted to touch, not hurt and definitely no penetration of any holes.

He continued that just after Winter break, there would be an auction to be allowed to select one of the slaves for you to own. Now the order of new Master selecting His new slave would be by the luck of the draw. He explained that more details about the auction would be provided at the time. Master’s would take control of their new slaves later in the year after their training is complete but in the meantime the winning future Master’s will have plenty of opportunity to use each of the slaves to see which ones they would want to select. The Masters will also receive training on how to treat a slave properly. We will actually have a demonstration of that later for all of you. “Now to call the first slave to be to the stage. DOMINIC ANDREWS.”

An average height boy stood with a look of resignation. He walked to the stage and stood next to the Headmaster. He looked to the Headmaster who nodded and he started to undress. Soon he was completely naked. The Headmaster took a permanent marker and wrote a number 1 on his left pectoral and on his right ass cheek. A man came forward and measured 1's height and announced 5'10", a scale was brought on stage and the slave was ordered to stand on it. The man announced 128 pounds. He then announced that he had brown hair and green eyes before measuring the slaves cock. He’s 7" and cut. We all know that 1 here is a great musician and plays for several music groups here. No need to worry he will continue to play only he will be doing so naked from now on. His instruments will be confiscated to give to his new Master once he is selected but that Master may or may not allow him to continue playing.

“Second, JACKSON LEWIS.”

A much shorter and rounder student blushed and stood. He stepped on the stage and immediately started to strip. He apparently knew he was a slave he didn’t even wear underwear. It was announced that he was 5'4", 187 pounds, with black hair, hazel eyes and a 6" cut cock. He went and stood next to 1 after his number was written on him.

“The third slave to be is ZAC RYAN.”

A much more attractive blond boy stood and was given commiserating looks by the boys sitting near him. He stepped up on the stage and immediately started to strip. He tossed his clothes into the bin as the others had. They all knew they would never wear clothes again. Once he was naked some of the boys up front started to snicker. He tried to cover his cock to prevent it from being seen. The measurements started. “Height 5'7", weight 176, blond hair, blue eyes,” and barely suppressing a giggle he said a, “4" uncut cock.” The man wrote the number on the slave. The Headmaster noted that the slave had tried to cover itself and of course that was not permitted. The Headmaster told the slave to turn around and bend over. The Headmaster went to the bin and retrieved one of the slave’s belts and told the slave to count. He proceeded to belt the slave ten times. The slave was soon in tears. When he was done the slave stood next to the others.

“Now for the fourth slave, CHARLES ROY.”

An nice looking boy stood and blew kisses to his fellow students and then sashayed his way to the stage. He started doing an exaggerated strip tease which elicited giggles from several students. He only earned himself a swift kick to the ass and was told to stop. Once he was naked he spun around giving everyone a good look. His measurements were announce as height 5'7", weight 170, auburn hair, brown eyes, a 7" uncut cock. He tried to kiss the Headmaster but was smacked so hard that he fell to the stage floor. He crawled over and stood next to the others.

“Well that was...um...unusual. The fifth slave is JOSH JEFFERSON.”

It took a few moments before anyone stood. The Headmaster called the name again. Soon a stunned boy stood. Obviously he was completely taken by surprise that his name had been called. He slowly made his way to the stage and it was almost as if his legs wouldn’t climb the steps. One of the teachers actually had to help him up the steps. He just stood there. The man standing with me pushed me and told me to go out and undress him. I started to walk out and when the Headmaster spotted me He quickly introduced me as the Alpha slave that would be helping to train both the new slaves and the New Masters. I stepped up to the new slave and helped him remove his clothes. Soon he was naked and just stood there in shock. His measurements were taken and announced.

“Height, 5'9", weight 152, black hair, blue eyes, 6" cut cock.” The slave was now aware of what was happening enough that he did manage to go stand next to the other new slaves to be.

“And now last but not least, the final slave for this year is JEREMY SNOW!”

There was a loud gasp heard throughout the student body. I looked to the man next to me. He explained that 6 had been the quarterback/captain of the football team and had been the alpha male of all the boys on campus. He with all the confidence of the school quarterback walked on stage and strip without the least shred of modesty as one might expect for someone accustomed to being naked in the locker room. The measurements started. height 6'3", weight 190, blond hair, blue eyes and a 9" cut cock.

Once 6 joined the other slaves in the line up the group was presented to the students as their crop of slaves for the school year. The Headmaster wished luck to everyone on making a good purchase later this year. Then the group was paraded out through the auditorium where I knew they would be made to stand on their pedestals with their ankles cuffed to chains holding them in place with their hands cuffed behind their backs allowing their former fellow students to touch their bodies especially their cocks. Those slaves are in for quite an awakening.

Then I was led to the stage and was once again introduced. The Headmaster explained who I was and why I was there again. He explained that I was about to be used for a demonstration of how slaves should be treated. A pair of what looked like handlebars from a bicycle were lowered from the rafters of the stage. A blanket was laid out just behind the bars. It was explained I would grab the handlebars and they would be raise until I was about a foot off the ground. Meanwhile the blanket was covered with nasty looking shards of broken glass. As I was raised off the ground the blanket was pulled forward so that it was directly under me. I was told that I had a choice to take the beating I was about to receive by hanging on to the handlebars or fall to the floor and be severely cut by the broken glass.

I expected the Headmaster to do the whipping but no it was the wrestling coach who looked like he could break me in half just by looking at me. I had endured severe whippings I hoped I could handle what was to come. The first lick came and it cut across my flesh near my shoulder blades I just barely managed to keep from screaming and letting go with my hands. The second lash was parallel to the first and although the cumulative pain was growing worse I still maintained my control. The same for the third and fourth The fifth was cut across the previous lashes and it was unbearable. I screamed and almost lost my grip. The coach repeated with the next five licks but on my ass. After the tenth last they left me hanging there for a few more minutes before doing the last five on my thighs. Again I was left for several minutes before the blanket was moved and I was lowered back to the ground. I could barely stand when my feet reached the floor and was glad to have the handlebars to steady myself with. I was going to require assistance getting back to the dungeon which is what I started thinking of the slave quarters as.

I was starting to regret asking for the mattresses to be removed. It was going to be a long painful night for me. Not only was I going to need to recover from the beating I had received but I was going to have to deal with six new slaves that could be scared to death. I also needed to start a bit of training with them.

I was barely to the dungeon when the slaves were escorted in. They looked around like they weren’t sure what to make of the place. I told them welcome to their new home. I had been told that their dorm rooms would be sealed as they would not need anything there any more and the contents would be given to their new owner to dispose of as they wished. I invited them to sit in a circle on the floor. I introduced myself to them as their Alpha slave. I would be helping with their training and helping them to become the best slaves that they could be. The better slaves they are the higher the price for them and a Master that may pay thousands or even tens of thousands of dollars for them is not going to treat his property as badly as a slave that he picks up for maybe a hundred bucks. I explained that a lot of the things I was going to have them do was being done on purpose to make them uncomfortable because better to have that negative reaction to something here amongst us than in front of potential Masters when the time came. Also it was important to remember that I needed them to be honest with me about what they were feeling. That I had a commitment that I would never be ordered to or would I volunteer any information shared here with the Masters without their permission.

Now I want you to tell me about yourselves. How are you feeling about being a slave. How did you become a slave and how long have you known and if they were gay, bi or straight.

1 started. I was very scared. I was made a slave about a year ago because my father was enslaved after committing a crime. I was told right after he was enslaved because I wouldn’t ever get to see him again. I am happy that they are going to allow me to continue my music at least for now and I hope it is something my Master allows in the future. I consider myself bisexual although I have never had sex with anyone.

Next, 2 said he was busted hacking into the schools computers and changing grades for his fellow students. He was charging hefty fees to the students and sending it to his parents to help pay his tuition. He had been given the option of paying it all back but the money had been spent. He said he was also scared he was afraid that no one would want him because he was fat and ugly. I guess I’m straight but I have never thought any girl was interested enough in me to consider having sex with me.

Number 3, said he was definitely gay and definitely a bottom because who was he going to fuck with this thing pointing at his small cock. He said he had been sold to pay of part of his parents debts after they declared bankruptcy from a failed business. He wasn’t looking forward to being a slave but what choice did he have?

Number 4 said, “This is going to be fun. I can’t wait. I’m a total flaming gay sissy. I’ve been letting any boy here fuck me or suck them since I got here. The only let down will be only serving one boy instead of all of them.” That resulted in a bit of giggles from the other slaves.

5 said he was completely shocked. He was gay but had only had sex with 4 one time and he was a top. He claimed that he was still so surprised that he was sitting here to even really have processed how he was feeling at the moment.

Lastly 6 said he was straight and wasn’t going to do any homo stuff. He knew he was a slave since he was born one, but if anyone thought about touching him sexually was going to be pulling back nubs. I laughed and said, “You know that every gay boy in the dorm right now is wanking off just imagining owning you and the things they would do to you. You need to get over that and now.”

I went on to say let’s actually get started on that now. I want each of your to kiss the head of the other’s cocks, put the head only in your mouth and lick the piss slit of each of the other slaves. 6 asked what will you do if I refuse. First I will paddle your ass until it is red as an apple, then I will whip you until you are bloody from head to toe and if that doesn’t work I will take a cattle prod and zap your balls until you will beg me to cut them off. Now do we need to do all that or will you do as you are told? He laughed and said he would do as he was told. I said I though so.

They spent the next several minutes pairing off and doing their assigned tasks. When they were done they sat back and I said, “Now that was easier than you thought right.” They nodded. “It was easier because it was just us. That’s the point of this. I then invited them to ask me any questions about me that they wanted to know. I told them about how much I loved my Master and serving him and wished them each to have a relationship with their Masters like I did mine. I also told them about my memory from the previous night’s dream and about how I became a slave and hit the highlights of my own training.

One of the slaves asked where they would be sleeping. I explained that they would be sleeping right here on the cold floor and I would be doing the same. I explained that when I was with my Master that I usually sleep in a cage on the floor under his bed. I also explained that they would have the opportunity to earn mattresses to sleep on starting the next day but I didn’t think it was likely that we would earn any for several days at least. They wanted details but I told them they would have to wait. I also explained that tonight they would be sleeping in a mass pile with each of them touching as much skin of their fellow slaves as possible. They needed to get used to being naked around others and having their skin touched. Might as well start tonight.

Just then the lights blinked which was my clue that the lights would be going out for the night in 20 minutes. I had the slaves line up nuts to butts in front of me and explained that tonight I was their urinal. If they needed to piss during the night they were to wake me and insert their cock in my mouth and piss. I heard more than one muttered “gross.” I said you better get used to it because you will each be taking turns providing that service to the others in turn. Soon they would be graduating to full toilet service. I asked if any of the slaves needed to piss then only 6 raised his hand and I got on my knees and opened wide and he pissed in my mouth like a race horse. Damn what a stream. I actually spilled some and when he was done I licked up what was spilled and said yes they would be expected to do the same. Now I want you all to lay down and scrunch up close together so that you are basically one large pile of slave flesh. I knew they wouldn’t get much sleep that night but neither would I. But the lights soon when out and somehow we all managed to get at least some rest.