Framed by Friend

Title: Framed by Friend --Chapter 1

Gay, SF-fantasy-Authoritarian

October, 13, 2022 revised Oct 30, 2022

TimothyLI@gmail.com

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Chapter 1 -- Roland LeBlanc's framed

With the economic collapse of the U.S. in 2050 after a long war with Russia there was a deep recession. Many businesses and corporations in the U.S. laid off staff or closed. The unemployment rates spiked to 70%. There was chaos across the country. Crime and homelessness rose until the Government was able to establish some control. In early 2052 one of the measures the congress instituted to empty the prison and help establish some control was the Slave Service act. In this act anyone convicted of a crime was indentured into slavery for a period depending on the crime. As time went on slavery was seen by a fairly large portion of the population as an ideal solution to society's problems. It also brought new money into the government and lowered taxes. Companies embraced this buying or leasing of the slaves to staff their companies cheaply with little regulation on how they would be used. Numerous companies came back to the U.S., and many foreign companies relocated to the U. S. to take advantage of this.

The year was 2060. My name is Roland LeBlanc. I come from a wealthy old southern family. I'm a 2 term very popular senator for Louisiana. I'm 38, was considered handsome, 6'2'', with longish blond hair, a dedicated gym rat with sculpted pecs, torso, and butt. I'm was known and teased by my colleagues as the "hottie senator".

My family, a beautiful ex-model wife Olivia and 2 gorgeous jock sons, Thomas, a Lacrosse player at Harvard and Beau a Quarterback in his high school were something of media darlings. I had 3 million followers on Twitter and my sons had even more. We lived in an old French colonial townhouse in New Orleans and had a large modern condominium in foggy bottom when I need to be in the capitol.

The other senator from Louisiana is Jonathon Brown a first-term Senator, a vile, sleazy overweight businessman from up north who had been made very wealthy over the past few years by moving his manufacturing back to the U. S. and leasing, buying, and selling slaves. In addition, Senator Brown had a large plantation, staffed by numerous slaves, somewhat reminiscent of the old antebellum South. Conditions at all the senators' businesses were known to be brutal. Slaves were generally kept naked, treated like slaves of the old South, with no rights and inhuman punishment. Despite the numerous cases brought against him the senator being well connected was always found not guilty

I've tried to work with Senator Brown and his staff on several initiatives for the state, but they would not work with me and my staff. They attacked me in the media, fought my initiatives, and generally, made getting anything done very difficult. I couldn't help but worry about what Senator Brown, this sneaky grifter, and his team were up to.

I woke up the first day back from our vacation in Miami, in my bed with my beautiful, sexy wife Olivia both of us were naked and she was lying on top of me asleep. My dick was rock hard, and I was horny ready to go at it again with Olivia but unfortunately, I was already late for work and today was going to be a busy day. I rolled over, sighed, gently nudged Olivia, and said "Honey, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to leave now and skip breakfast with you and the kids; work is going to be busy today."

Olivia hugged me, gave me a deep sexy kiss, smiled, and asked, "Really? Well get home early Rollo, and I'll make sure the kids are out, and we can pick up where we left off.". We both laughed and I disentangled from her, got up, and as I walked across the room to the bathroom, I could see Olivia taking in my broad shoulders, powerful arms, rippling stomach, narrow waist, and tightly muscled butt. She then remarked, "Rollo, you look amazing; whatever you're doing at the gym is working, and wow, what a sexy butt you have; you look hotter than the man I married." I smiled and remarked, "Thanks. With all the time and work I've put into training at the gym I'm glad it shows; I'd better hurry: Bill and the security team are downstairs waiting for me."

Ted Andrews, my lead security guy, a huge 6'2", 250 pounds, all muscle, Ex-marine, smiled and said, "Welcome back, Senator, we all missed you," as he opened the car door. On the drive to the office, I sat in the back seat and happily thought about the wonderful last 2 weeks on vacation. No media, security teams, or incessant government haggling. My security team walked me through the quad, to our building, through the busy lobby and opened the door to my office suite. Looking tanned, relaxed, and striking dressed in my gray bespoke suit. I sighed and mumbled to no one in particular, "It's 9:00 AM: and I'm back to the mad house.".

I was greeted in the lobby by Joey Marino, my assistant and best friend. Joey and I became close friends in college. Joey still looks the same as when he was in college, if not more built. At 6'5", 250 lbs. of tight muscle with striking dark Italian looks, the ex-football jock was very popular with the ladies and some of the guys. Joey was an amazing assistant but, in the off-hours, a bit of a wild man. Joey smiled and stated, "Welcome back buddy; just a heads-up, we have the snake Senator Brown and a team of men waiting for you in the large conference room.". This was not a good sign. I quietly asked, "What? I'm not scheduled to meet with him. Do you know what this is about? " . Joey shrugged and quietly whispered, "Not sure what this is about. Stephan was in there with him and can give you more details.".

I felt a bit more comfortable and responded, "Well that's good. I'm sure Stephan has got this under control.". Stephan Benoit, a good friend going way back to high school, was also my chief-of-staff. Stephan was 38 and still ran triathlons so was in amazing shape. He was a brilliant attorney, who ran a tight office, kept me on track, and was my right-hand man.

I stopped by my office and said to my Administrative Assistant, "Good morning, Bill. Please reschedule my 9 AM call to 9:15. I'll be a few minutes; I'm going to check on the meeting in the large conference room.". I walked over to the large conference room, saying hello to some staff along the way. Stephan who was waiting at the door to the conference room smiled and said, "good Morning, Rollo how was your vacation?". I laughed and replied "too short, what's this meeting about buddy? I don't have this on my calendar.". Stephan replied `" nothing major just the usual nonsense let's just get this meeting over with and get back to work.".

I opened the door, I was surprised to find the New Orleans Chief of Police looking very official at the head of the table and Senator Brown with a big wide evil grin on his face sitting next to him. Against the wall were several very large, heavily muscled, menacing, rough looking men from the New Orleans Slave Police. Despite their tailored uniforms they looked like low life thugs just looking for trouble.

In a nasty tone Senator Brown snarled," Step inside Senator, and shut the door we've been waiting for you.".

Angry at his assuming control I grabbed the table leaned over and screamed "SENATOR THIS IS MY OFFICE, WHAT IS THIS MEETING ABOUT?"

I then went to sit down but one of the closest cops grabbed my arm and forced me to stand up. I looked around the room in amazement and shouted, "GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME. WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE." Police Chief Jones stood up and screamed to me "BE QUIET AND DON'T MOVE, SENATOR LEBLANC.". He then looked to the senator and winked, he then spoke to the cop holding my arm "Thank you Fred, hold him still while I read the notice to him.".

Police Chief Jones then said in a more official sounding way, "Senator LeBlanc, after a lengthy investigation, you are convicted, in absentia, for falsifying results in the last election. Under the new voting protection laws, this is a very serious crime, a felony with a mandatory sentence of slavery, and a fine to be defined by the judge. Due to the severity of this crime against our country and the nature of your position, Judge Dupont. wants this completed and put behind us as soon as possible, so the governor can then appoint a new senator to replace you tomorrow evening. He has asked the Slave Police team lead by Henry to perform the initial intake processing into slave service here in your office, and then to bring you to the courthouse to meet with him this morning. Final sentencing and processing will take place later this afternoon. Tomorrow morning you will be included in the Monthly Slave Auction held on the town green.".

I looked around the room and shouted, "GET YOU HANDS OFF ME, THIS IS NOT TRUE, I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING OF THE KIND. MY TEAM WILL CLEAR THIS UP.".

Police Chief Jones then laughed and said," Good luck Senator or should I say slave boy, now?" To Fred, he ordered, "Put on the temporary leather collar and begin initial processing." . `"NO, NO, THIS CANT BE!!!!!!! STOP THIS." I screamed.

Another cop next to Fred hit my shoulder with a taser. I yelled and fell to the floor and looked up at him.

He started laughing, picked me up by one arm and threw me against the conference table and exclaimed, "BOY, THAT WAS ONLY 10%; BEHAVE! "

As I was lying against the table, I looked up at the cop and thought this is not possible. While I was turned, another cop put the collar on me and grabbed my arm and attached my wrist to a clip on the collar.

I was surprised by this move and shouted "NO, GET YOU HANDS OFF ME!" While I was distracted, Fred grabbed my other arm and attached my wrist to the clip

I was now powerless "HELP ME STEPHEN, DON'T JUST STAND THERE!", I shouted at Stephen who was standing behind Henry. Stephen stepped closer to me and loudly snarled "YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF SENATOR' and more quietly said, `Rollo, you don't know how long I waited for this. I can't wait to see your ever-so-popular, high-and-mighty self as a lowly slave, collared, naked, and subservient.".

Police Chief Jones exclaimed, "ENOUGH TALKING BOYS, LET'S MOVE THIS ALONG." then stated "Its customary to strip the slave during sentencing at the courthouse but as sentencing will be done in judge's chambers, I think it's reasonable that stripping and presenting the senator to his staff and the press is appropriate.; Humiliation of the slave;, reminding him of his new status, preparing him for his new life and letting the public know that no one is above the law, not even you, Senator." looking towards me.

I was forced to stand and held in place by two of the cops; Fred took out a large, hooked knife and quickly proceeded to rip through my suit jacket and shirt at the same time, then did the same to my pants and underwear, throwing my clothes in a heap to the side.

I loudly screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.".

I quickly was naked except for my shoes and socks. I was so humiliated and just so embarrassed as I felt the cold air against my naked body, my dick flopping about. Other than the other men in my gym locker room, only my wife had seen me naked. Here I was in my office; my staff outside, along with the press. This was just awful.

Senator Brown exclaimed "NICE, hot piece of slave flesh, maybe I'll purchase him for my plantation, could use a new slave boy," as he leered at my naked well-toned body. He then started to knead and fondle my muscular, fleshy ass, stating, "I always thought you had a great butt Senator but what a tight, high, bubble-butt. Mm nice dick too." as he then grabbed my dick and began stroking it.

I tried to twist my body away from John. My dick was limp no matter what John did. I detested the senator and didn't want any man touching my dick, least of all him! One of the cops nudged the other cop and shouted "MMMM, I LOVE A THICK ASS LIKE THAT.".All the cops laughed and nodded their heads in agreement. Stephan quietly remarked, "Callipygian," and, noting the confused looks around, quickly stated "fancy word for a perfect butt, very fuckable"

Eventually the senator stopped stroking my dick, laughed, and said, "Well, guess you don't like guy-on-guy stuff, huh boy. Well too bad; doesn't matter going forward, pretty boy; you're going to have to get used to it." He then slapped my ass and said, "Boy, lean over and spread those cheeks; I want to see inspect your hole."

I started to talk and was hit again by a taser, moaned, and fell on the floor.

I looked up and they were all standing around me, laughing.

One of the cops quickly grabbed me by the arm, pulled me to my feet, and bent me over the conference table and held me down.

The senator grabbed my ass and spread my muscular cheeks. Pushing my legs further apart, he looked in the deep cleft and said, "Check this out, guys; there's too much hair, of course, that has to go, but you can see that tight, virgin, rosy-pink hole.". The senator wet his finger and then rammed it up my hole.

I screamed "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" . The senator moved his finger about in my butt, first one then two and then forced a third, back and forth in and out and remarked, "Someone's going to love popping this cherry; Oh God it's perfect, so tight and warm. I could do this all day."

I tried again to pull away, screaming, "STOP IT'S NOT RIGHT! AHHHHHHH!"

I was mortified, embarrassed, and so angry, as the whole room, including Stephen and Police Chief Jones came over to watch the senator plunder my ass with his fingers.

Stephen laughed and said, "Wow, Rollo hot ass, I can't wait to get a turn myself, mister hottie senator.".

Police chief shrugged and said, "He's a slave now with no master and any freeman can do to him whatever they want. Just remember; we can't damage him in any way or break in that virgin ass. That virgin ass alone will bring in a lot more money at the auction tomorrow."

The men in the room proceeded to grab, knead pinch, pull and fondle me everywhere as I twisted and screamed, `NOOOOOOOOO!" but couldn't move.

They all laughed. One of the cops said, "Wow, we don't see a pretty boy like this very often." as he played with my pecs, twisting, and pulling my nipples.

Police Chief Jones said, "He really is one fine looking boy. If I could afford him, I'd buy him myself." As he grabbed, twisted, pulled, and squeezed my balls.

I screamed "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" and squirmed and thought this just couldn't 'be happening as I looked around the room. I'm not gay, I'm innocent, how could this be happening?

I stood there naked and exposed as they groped my body and shouted, "NO, NOOOOOO, STOP THIS. SOMEOME DO SOMETHING. TED AND JOE PLEASE GET IN HERE."

I heard banging and loud screaming at the conference room door.

The senator turned my head toward him and snarled, "Quiet Senator; you are a slave now, it's done; You have no rights, No one can help you, Senator, you will be sold tomorrow, your estate will be broken up and proceeds will go to the state to cover your fines." He then grinned, winked to Stephen and said, "As your accounts appear empty, I would think they may have to put both of your fine sons into slavery to help cover the large fines, what do you think about that? ".

The Senator laughed, lowered his zipper, pulled out his big vile dick, pulled my face to his crotch and began smacking and rubbing my face with it. His uncircumcised dick was long; 9 inches or so, hairy, smelly and as fat as a beer can. He then said," Open your mouth, slave boy. Time to learn how to suck a dick.".

I began to scream, "NO, THIS IS WRONG! YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME."

The senator laughed loudly and cried out, "OH YES; I CAN, AND FROM NOW ON CALL ME SIR!!!