few could be heard uttering muffled sounds behind their gags and at
least one was crying, but even after an extended period of time had his
eyes had not adjusted enough to see anything. The darkness really was
complete.
Eventually the slaves got tired and one or two tried to sit. This
resulted in a domino effect and soon they had all fallen over and lay in
large tangle of bound bodies, smooth legs and stiletto-clad feet. But
all were tired and needed to rest and even if there wasn't enough room
for all of them on the floor and everyone had someone else resting
against them, many, including Jamie simply fell asleep bound and gagged
lying against his fellow slaves on a cold cement floor.
Chapter 5
Jamie was neither prepared for nor rested when the light
suddenly came on and a voice blared through hidden speakers that it was
time for them to wake. A groan, or more like a whimper, went through the
mass of enslaved and feminized bitch-boys. Jamie felt moisture on his
cheek and as he looked up he caught the embarrassed look on the face of
the slave boy whose crotch he had been resting in. The slave's chastity
device dripped pre-cum and Jamie could see his cock straining against
its imprisonment.
Then the door was opened and two huge men began pulling the slave boys
to their feet. In a matter of minutes the all stood in the hallway,
shivering and afraid. An order was given and the slaves were marched
off. After a bit of walking they were led into what was unmistakably a
dungeon. It was huge and from the looks of the rack and shelves filled
with torture equipment, it was also terrifyingly well-equipped. It was
clearly Master's private dungeon and Jamie had no doubt that he would
spend far too much time in it. The column of slaves was brought to a
halt after which the two men placed the slaves kneeling in a
semi-circle. The slaves offered no resistance whatsoever and the job was
quickly done. Jamie knelt at the far right end of the semi-circle and as
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