his mouth and then he was taken to the van. As the backdoors opened he
stopped in shock. Inside the van, sitting on benches along the sides,
torsos, legs and feet strapped to the van, were at least ten other slave
boys dressed and tied exactly as he was. The fact that Master had
seemingly taken so many at once and was subjecting them to the same
treatment at the same time, because he had to assume that these slave
boys had been through the same things he had, boggled his mind.
He was so shocked that he didn't even notice the men strapping him down
and soon he sat with the others, waiting for whatever terrible fate
Master had in mind for them. On the floor of the van were two more
slaves. These were tied up just like Jamie and the others, but seemed
much more desperate. Whereas Jamie and the others sat docilely awaiting
their fate, these two struggled futilely against their bonds, crying and
begging behind their gags. The reason for their desperation became
apparent as Master came to the backdoor. Sharing the shelter under his
umbrella was now Master Antwan. The two slaves on the floor were pulled
to their feet and as he handed them over Master explained: "They tried
to run. This can of course not be tolerated." Master Antwan made an
understanding sound as he looked at the two slaves put before him. "I
understand that you are about to make one of your special movies,
Antwan?" Master asked. "Indeed I am, Robert," Master Antwan answered,
"and I think it most appropriate that these two are excellent candidates
to star in it. It'll be a long and painful shoot my bitches, but at
least you'll have the pleasure of extended and very, very realistic
strangulations, which I understand both of you love." The two runaways
screamed behind their gags as Master Antwan's men took them away as
Master and Master Antwan laughed. "It's been a pleasure, Robert," Master
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