Christopher Enslaved
for Life at the Age of 22

By: Randall Austin
(© 2011 by the author)

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Chapter 11
Boarding the Transport Bus

The boys stopped dancing as the car drove away, and soon afterwards a medium sized yellow and black bus turned the corner and pulled into the spot by our loading dock. It looked like a school bus. Two casually dressed gentleman got out and came up on the dock to where we were. The young man, probably younger than Christopher and me, had a name and ID tag of Kevin Cornell, and was wearing Levi's and a flannel shirt. He was clean and handsome looking, but conveyed the sense of being a two dimensional person. Like a catalogue model. The other man appeared to be late middle aged, fit, smart in demeanor, and attractive. He also wore Levi's, but his shirt and boots appeared to be finer than Kevin's. His hair was short, emphasizing both a sense of youth and military correctness. He bore no ID or name tag. He carried two large folders. He snapped his fingers at Ilsley, and Ilsley immediately commanded the slaves to stop their duck walk, stand up and approach the loading platform.

As the slaves approached, the older gentleman asked the tall, thin, but handsome faced, slave of about 30 years how things went.

"Oh just great! All I needed was a change of my ear ring, and a nipple ring removed, and for that I had to hang on the goddamn hook for almost three hours!"

"You know how Retcher is. He likes to do everything through SBGF," the older gentleman replied.

"Well he can suck out my asshole!"

"I thought he already had," chirped the youngest and hairiest of the slaves. This was greeted with smiles from all, including both Kevin and the older gentleman. All except for Licker.

Ilsley then came forward and called out, "OK, for transport to the Baldwin/Fletcher estate we have five slaves, each with a separate job classification. When I call your name, step forward. Rooster, classified as a General Purpose Utility Slave; Buckles, classified as an Infibulated Proctor Slave; Possum, classified as a Cinched Garden Rooter Slave; Tits, classified as a Cannery Slave; and Licker, classified as a Ringed Naked Field Slave."

After the slaves stepped forward, Ilsley ordered them in a rough voice to move toward the bus. Tits and Licker fell slightly behind and Ilsley shouted out at them in a most demeaning fashion.

Ilsley looked at Kevin and said, "Boy, I've never seen a group of slaves so in need of a billy-scrubbing." Dexter, intrigued, asked what a "billy-scrubbing" was. Kevin explained, "Out at Baldwin/Fletcher we scrub our slaves the same way we do the billy goats. We have em get down on all fours in the barn, and we hose the whole lot of em down at once."

"Wow, can I watch my brother get billy-scrubbed?"

The older gentleman came over and introduced himself to Dexter and me. "Hello, I'm Joshua Holder, head of the slave compound at Baldwin/Fletcher. Our acquisition officer, Trevor Humphries, told me you three boys would be coming. Since he's your brother, Dexter, then you and your friend may join Todd in observing some aspects and areas of life out at Baldwin/Fletcher not normally available to visitors."

"Cool!" Replied Dexter.

The slaves by this time were gathered outside the door of the bus, and Kevin told them to get in and take seats near the back. Joshua, Christopher, and I, however, got on the bus together, and Joshua indicated that Christopher and I should take a seat together in the middle of the bus, with Christopher at the window and Joshua sitting in the seat across the aisle from me. I was frightened getting on that bus, though I hid it from everyone, and I was even more afraid of having to sit next to a living slab of processed meat. In some ways it was hard for me even to look at Christopher.

Kevin took a seat a few seats in back of us, but in front of the other slaves. He then took out a book and started to read. He read for most of the trip out to Baldwin/Fletcher. Dexter and Beamer took seats about three seats ahead of Christopher and me.

To be continued...

Posted: 04/22/11