On the morning on which Daniel’s trial indenturement was completed, and was rendered null by Mr. Frontera’s report to South Dakota’s Department of Social Services concerning the fact that Daniel had received no demerits during his time of trial, Daniel was a free boy.

Mr. Frontera came down to Daniel’s quarters in the basement and told him that since he would effectively be a free boy effective at 8 AM that very morning, in just ten minutes time, that he had to remove his chastity cage since he was no longer under his control.

Mr. Frontera rubbed Daniel’s chest and asked Daniel if he still intended to sign the terms of Domestic Indenturement under his guardianship with Social Services later that day.

Daniel replied that he certainly intended to sign the documents, along with Mr. Frontera’s eldest son, Robin, and smiled widely as Mr. Frontera pulled back the blankets of his bed and started to remove the large molded carbon fiber chastity cage along with Daniels snug anal plug.

Once Daniel was bare and free, Mr. Frontera kissed him on the cheek before returning upstairs.

At that moment, Daniel had the option of walking away from Mr. Frontera’s household, from his own father, and from South Dakota’s entire Social Services system.  But he chose not to.

Instead, as a free boy, he went naked-as-a-slave up to Robin’s bedroom, without needing to ask permission, and jumped into bed along side the still drowsy Robin.

With dicks throbbing, the boys hugged, squeezed, kissed, tongued, and humped their groins together. As they did so Robin looked into Daniel’s eyes, smiled, and paraphrased Daniel’s words from the vicious ‘raping’ he had received from him, “Okay Mr. Daniel Carter, now it’s my turn to ‘give you some lube up your ass - and it’s gonna be the lube on my dick that I’m about to shove up your soon-to-be sorry slave ass!’”

Daniel laughingly rolled on his back and pulled up his legs into the diapering position as he happily waited for Robin to lube up his 17-year old member, about which Daniel informed Robin that he did not yet have a ‘dick’, as it was not much bigger than Terry’s pricklet.

Robin smiled in return as he slowly aimed his organ at Daniel’s hole, “You’re going to be sorry you said that!”

This was the moment Daniel and Robin both had been waiting for, for the past six months, and the sweat coming from their bodies as Daniel took his fucking from Robin confirmed their passion.

Once they had finally exploded and recovered, Daniel asked, “Are you still going to sign the Domestic Indenturement agreement?”

Robin put his nose to Daniel’s, “After what I just experienced, absolutely!  Let us be two slaves in love.”

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The two homo, soon-to-be, slaves were driven to Aberdeen’s Social Services by Robin’s father, and accompanied by their soon-to-be chief overseer, little Terry.

Both Robin and Daniel knew the significance of signing a Domestic Servitude agreement.  The agreement signifies that overseers are permitted to use forms of discipline that could otherwise qualify as either physical abuse and/or violence in ordinary courts of law.

To say nothing about either the fact that their lives, according to the agreement, would now be structured and scheduled according to the whims of Robin’s 14-year old often bratty brother; or to the fact that if either their chief overseer, Terry, or Terry’s guardian, Terry and Robin’s father, were to be incapacitated in any way during their one-year term of agreed servitude, both slaves serving under such Domestic Indenturement contracts would be remanded to the Social Services judiciary system for re-evaluation of their status as servitors.

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Once at Social Services office, both boys signed the agreement to one year’s term of service to Domestic Indenturement, as Robin’s father and his younger brother looked on.  Daniel’s and Robin’s dicks tingled; tingled because they both knew that they were now nothing more than slaves.  Abject slaves.  Nothing more than slaves who had to do whatever Robin’s little baby brother commanded.

As the signing ceremony was over, and the Social Service authorities shook hands with the two new domestic servitors, little Terry ran into the restroom and took out the tape measure he had brought along; a tape measure he had brought along because he was certain that once his brother and Daniel had signed the Domestic Indenturement papers, and once he was certain that he would have full control of them, he was sure that such a moment would make his wee-wee grow into the size of a full-sized man-prong.

Terry pulled out his young teen member anxiously, and was relieved by the results; his little dong had hardened into a tad over four and a half inches, the biggest he had ever seen it.

Terry fairly danced out of the restroom, feeling certain that having the power to totally control two older slaves could only make his thing grow bigger with each passing day.