Wakeup Time

By: Randall Austin
(© 2019 by the author)

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Chapter 28

The morning bath and shaving of the slaves’ ritual was quite a bit different, as Jason had indicated, than they had been in the past.  

Jason followed the usual practice with the two older domestic servitors.  He first unlocked their penises from their belly rings and checked for any sign of ejaculate.  If they were clean and did not need discipline, he then ordered them get on the fucking table - an item that he had ordered for the household, which is basically a padded table that is a bit lower the usual dinner table and which puts a slave’s assholes closer to a standing man’s cock level.

The table was wide and it could hold two slaves in any position, but Jason preferred that the boys get in the diapering position, on their backs and with their legs pulled up.  At this part of the morning ritual Jason would often be joined by Mr. Frontera.  Jason and/or Mr. Frontera would then fuck the boys up their asses with their senior overseer man rods.

If Jason was alone with the slaves, he would be sure to pork both boys.  If Mr. Frontera joined him during the morning ritual, then they would often change slaves in mid-fuck.

Both slaves always dutifully submitted.  And if Robin was being taken by his father, the intensity of the bond between father and son, drove Robin into a state so euphoric that he found it as satisfying as an orgasm itself.

Regular servitor fuckings helped to drive home, in a major way, a slave’s true status.

And part of the reason for the frequent fuckings was so that little Terry, still secured to his bed, got to see the sexual activity that was going on in order to help elevate his desire for his own sexual release, which could not happen while he was in the trial indenturement program.  And building up a slave’s sexual desire to the point of desperation was an important key to obtaining good slave behavior; for, pure and simple, it resulted in the slave giving better and more dedicated service.

In short, Mr. Frontera was very pleased with the results of his lover’s method of overseership; the slaves seemed to be ever more into being and accepting the fact that they were kept fully pussy shaved, slavish, submissive, uniformed, dick-hungry, piss loving, correction-loving, cunty-pussed, baby-spanked, humiliation loving, restraint loving, quick-stepping, control eager, incestuous, piggy boy, ass-ear-ball-armpit-licking, sweat-slurpers, nipple and toe-sucking whores, bra and panty wearing sissies, cock-locked, butt plugged, Alpha dick loving, homo fags, who needed to be totally controlled in only the way that indenturement could provide.

They loved to be fuck-bounced on the laps of their overseers.  They loved having their wedding tackle pinned to their bellies and/or encased and out of their reach.  They looked forward to their weekly maintenance spankings.  They loved being put into slave uniforms and having to work in front of all.

They loved having to be kept pig-naked on a fairly frequent basis, having to work naked in the yard with loud dingling bells attached and hanging from their perineum rings.  They loved letting the world see that their penises were ringed and attached to their bellies like the slaves of ancient Rome. They loved being ordered to jack their dicks hard before being attached to their belly rings. 

And they loved being spanked just like naughty boys everywhere love their spankings.

If the boys were ever caught trying to pump their wieners, they would be baby-spanked, baby lotioned, baby powdered, diapered, locked for a couple of hours in the highchair, and then sentenced to a day of hard labor working in nothing but his diaper. 

The joy of incestuous love, innocent and pure, flooded the Frontera household.  While Daniel was not family, the care he was shown, by being controlled in all things by Mr. Frontera and Jason, and the love he was shown by Robin, made him both feel and know that he was a true member of the extended Frontera family.

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That evening, as Daniel was gazing out the window before he went to his bed, he noticed someone lurking in the yard who looked vaguely familiar.

To be continued...