Wakeup Time

By: Randall Austin
(© 2019 by the author)

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Chapter 25

Two days after Mr. Frontera had announced to the slaves and their overseer that his lover, Jason, would be moving in with them, Mr. Frontera informed the boys that on the following day he and Jason would be making a little getaway trip to Lake Traverse, and that he would probably be gone for about four days. 

He also announced that once they returned, Jason would finally be moving in with them.

Terry’s dick throbbed at the thought of his father being away for four days.  He had long wanted to be able to show off for his friends what a hotshot overseer he was, but he knew that state guidelines on servitor control prohibited using servitors for any ‘display’ purposes; and that meant avoiding, whenever possible, making public the giving out of servitor work orders or corrective measures. 

On the third day after Mr. Frontera’s departure, Terry began the day with his usual morning routine regarding the slaves, which was to free the slaves from the leash that secures them to their beds.  The leash is anchored to the bed frame and is attached to the slaves perineum rings.

Once the leash is removed from the perineum ring, it is next the overseer’s duty to examine the slaves’ penises which are clipped to their belly rings.  This is done by having the overseer unclip the penis from the belly ring and examine the entire penis and surrounding stomach area for any sign of ejaculate (‘ejaculate’ being the overseer term for semen).

If there is evidence that the servitor did, through some means of friction, cause an ejaculation, the overseer, at his discretion, is then able to deliver any number of paddle strokes up to the most serious number of paddle strokes permitted under South Dakota’s guidelines, which is forty strokes delivered with the Pierre paddle.  (The Pierre paddle is South Dakota’s Social Services-issued paddle, named after the state’s capital city.)

If there is no evidence of ejaculation, the penis is then reconnected to the belly ring.

In the case of Robin and Daniel semen on the belly has never been found by Terry because Terry, being so horny, inevitably needs to suck the boys off, or else allows them to engage in sexual activity with each other so he can watch them perform - all under the pretense that he is allowing them to do so as a reward for good behavior.

Thanks to Terry, the slaves in the Frontera household, even though indentured under the state’s ‘chastity control’ guidelines, manage to get enough sexual release on a weekly basis to meet the minimal needs of most 17 and 25 year-old boys.

So in order for Terry to get his kicks in the morning, because there is almost never evidence of semen release other than a drop or two of precum, he usually uses the morning penis unclipping to find some excuse to edge the boys.

“Today, boys, I am going to have you wear your Venetian sailor uniforms for most of the day. But because that uniform is made of synthetic materials, I’m going to have to baby lotion you to protect your skin from irritation.”

Robin and Daniel, whose beds are kept ten feet apart to keep them from snuggling up and doing hanky-panky when left alone, both knew the other was smiling at Terry’s see-through excuse to touch and massage them all over. 

But this was one of Terry’s behaviors the slaves didn’t mind, the other being Terry’s need to suck their dicks or allow them to have sex on an almost weekly basis.

Terry worked on his older brother first, and began by lotioning his arms and torso.  From there he quickly moved to Robin’s groin area, first by concentrating on the inner thighs and perineum.

Since Robin joined the voluntary Domestic Servitude program, he and his younger brother had gradually relaxed into the realm of ‘brother on brother’ sex, just as Robin and his father had eased into ‘father on son’ relations.  Such inter-family relations are socially permitted if one of the family members happens to be legally indentured.

It is one thing for a young man to surrender his body, himself, to the total control of another human being.  For one who is moved by that ‘slave feeling’ it is a wondrous experience to allow the senses of the body to exalt and admit that one is subservient, willing to be degraded, and willing to be an object.

But when such a subservient gives such total control to a family member, such as to a father or a sibling, that ‘slave feeling’ becomes multiplied to the point where new sensations are experienced that are out of the realm known to most individuals.

As Terry moved from lotioning his older brother’s lower thigh area and started putting baby lotion on his older brother’s large ball sack Robin let out audible moans of sensual submission.  He was now nothing but a slave who belonged to his brother.  His balls belonged to his brother.

Terry then filled his hand with baby lotion, grabbed Robin’s cock, and began a slow massage.  Robin closed his eyes and shivered as he felt the warm hand of his brother take control of his most private part.  As Robin trembled in total and degrading submission his cock began to leak copious amounts of precum. 

Fortunately, Terry, during his short term as overseer, had become quite adept at knowing when to stop groin-area ministrations just before a slave could start sperming.

Once both slaves had been thoroughly body lotioned, edged almost to the point of pain, and had their cocks reconnected to their belly buttons, Terry then took great delight in dressing them in their fancy, stylized, versions of 18^th century Venetian sailor uniforms, telling them, “You guys are so cute in your uniforms, and you smell just like little babies.”

Both of Terry’s two slaves shuddered in their subservience - lotioned, humiliatingly costumed, with that ‘slave feeling’ throbbing in their loins, their loins over which they no longer had any control.

There was one paragraph in their training manual which especially paralyzed the slaves’ thoughts and confirmed for them that they would indeed find happiness if they accepted their servitude:

‘Let that slave feeling take hold of you. Do not be afraid of it! By accepting the fact that you are a slave to the very core of your being, you will eventually feel that rare magic, a magic and ecstasy that shines stronger than any other. It is a feeling that only a born slave can feel and for which there is no adequate description; for it is simply that ‘Slave Feeling’.’

The slaves’ euphoria was suddenly interrupted when Terry put a hand on Daniel’s shoulder, “Since you two boys are smelling so baby fresh and looking so pretty in your fancy outfits, I need to let others enjoy you as well.  I’m inviting some friends over so I want you to get to work preparing some snacks for my guests.”

Daniel cautioned Terry, “That is outside of regulations, Terry.”

Robin also warned his brother, “You will be overstepping the guidelines of your license and overseer grade!”

“I know what I’m doing.  I’m just having some friends over.  What, I’m not allowed to have friends over for a visit?”

“You two don’t have to worry about anything; I’m the overseer here.  All you need to do is be on your best behavior and following my every command on the instant!”

“And you boys will also be providing the entertainment for my guests!”

To be continued...