Owning my Family

Warning! This is a fictional story of Domination and slavery. This story may include topics that may be offensive to some. It includes teens, incest, intense BDSM scenes, and consensual slavery. In this story, the age of consent for sex is age 16. If this offends you, then please move on.

This new chapter is from the point of view of Master Eric. Master Frank wants Tony's family enslaved so he can control the city console vote of Tony's father, who is on the city council. Also, Frank's son Alex wants Tony's family so he can breed his twin slaves, Billy and Jimmy, with Tony's sister. This will continue the submissive gene bred into the twin slaves. Therefore, Master Eric is using his slave Tony to help enslave Tony's family.

Author's Notes: even though this author identifies himself as a slave, this slave doesn't condone non-consensual domination or slavery. Remember, this is just a fantasy and does not represent real life. Some characters are 16 and 17, so they are young adults. In this fictional story, they are at the age to consent to being enslaved for consensual slavery and BDSM scenes. Some of the slaves are also genetically different since they are the product of a breeding program designed to create 100% submissives or 100% dominants (See MSDS Society as references). The Society that bred Master Frank's slave Jeffery knows of a submissive and dominant gene. They used that knowledge to breed more submissives and dominants. Frank's other slave, David, is the son of two slaves from The Society. David then produced Billy, Jimmy, and Mike. (Sparky), who also inherited the 100% submissive gene. This breeding made them so submissive that they want to be enslaved. It is a deep desire that they cannot control.

Characters:

Frank Richardson - Master and Father of Twin boys. Owner of 5 slaves

and designated Master of slave David and Slave Adam. 6ft 3in tall,

200#, black hair with a trace of brown highlights, brown eyes, uncut

10 inches and 5 inches around cock, solid muscles, and zero body

fat. The new neighbor who wants to enslave the family next door

Slave David Anderson - Submissive, was married to Adam and the

Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins. He is 5ft

5in tall, 130#, uncut 6-inch dick, small frame but well toned

with muscles that make his features stand out.

Slave Adam Anderson - Submissive, was married to David and the

Father of three boys where two of the boys are twins. 5ft 6in

tall, 160#, cut 7 inch dick, blond with blue eyes. He has the

face of an angel. He did some modeling before marrying David and

becoming a stay-at-home Dad.

Slave Jeff Anderson - Father of slave David and grandfather of

pup slave Sparky, slave Billy, and slave Jimmy. Age 58, 160#, 5

ft 8 in tall, uncut 6.5-inch dick, brown hair with gray

highlights, lean and muscular build from manual labor. He is a

successful general contractor with experience in both residential

and commercial construction.

Jason Richardson - Master and son of Frank. One of Frank's twin

boys. Designated Master of Sparky. 6ft 2in tall, 200#, jet black

hair, green eyes, uncut 9 inches and 4 inches around cock, Solid

muscles, and zero body fat.

Slave Sparky (aka Mikey) Richardson (born as an Anderson) -

Renamed Sparky by the pup's Master. The biological son of David

and Adam. Age 17, 150#, 5 ft 6 in tall, uncut 7-inch dick, blond

with blue eyes, all-around tone but muscular body. The face of

an angel. He could have been a model in another life.

Slave Ralph Peterson - Pup slave of Master Jason and Owned by

Master Frank. 33 years old, 5 ft 9 in tall, cut 8-inch dick,

black hair with brown eyes, lean and build. Before owning the

leather shop downtown, Ralph worked in residential and commercial

construction. He won a lot of money in Vegas that he used to buy

the shop downtown with an apartment upstairs, which was converted

to slave quarters.

Alex Richardson - Master and son of Frank. One of Frank's twin

boys. Designated Master of slave Jimmy and slave Billy. 6ft 2in

tall, 190#, jet black hair, green eyes, uncut 9 inches and 4 inches

around cock, solid muscles, and zero body fat.

Slave Billy Richardson (born as an Anderson) - Biological son of

slave David and Adam, one of the twin boys. Age 16, 110#, 5ft

4in tall, 6 inches uncut, black hair and brown eyes, slim and

smooth. A swimmer's body

Slave Jimmy Richardson (born as an Anderson) - Biological son of

David and Adam, one of the twin boys. Age 16, 120#, 5ft 5in tall,

uncut 6 inches dick, orange hair, and green eyes, slim and

smooth. A swimmer's body.

Slave Rob Johnson - A permanent slave to Master Alex. He was

Alex's friend but is now his slave. Rob is 17 years old, 5 feet

10 inches tall, and has a muscular build due to his wrestling

training. He is the captain of the high school wrestling team.

His father sold Rob to Master Alex.

Slave Jamie - Permanent slave of Master Alex and Owned by Master

Frank. He was a friend of slaves David and Adam, 38, 5ft 8in

tall, slim body, blond hair, blue eyes, 160 pounds, and a 6-inch

cut dick. He was on the swim team in high school and college.

Now, a member of the city council and president of the school

board.

Slave Nicky - Slave of Master Alex. Former son of slave Jamie.

Now adopted son of Master Frank. He was a friend of slave

Jimmy. He is on the swim team with slave Jimmy. He is 17, 5ft 8

inches tall, 150 pounds, blonde and blue eyes, and 6.5 cut dick.

Master Eric Johnson - Father of slave Rob Johnson. He owns his son

until his 18th birthday when he will sell his son to Master Alex. He

is 45, 6ft 2 inches tall, 190 pounds, 10 inches long and 6 inches

around cock. He works out every day, so he has solid muscles. He

owns the mother of slave Rob, whom he won in a poker game at the age

of 17.

Slave Chelly Johnson - Slave and wife to Master Eric. The

mother of slave Rob Johnson. She was won in a poker game at the

age of 17. 35, 5ft 4 inches tall, 110 pounds. A live-in

slave. Now that her son knows about her enslavement, she can

live as a slave in Master Eric's home.

Slave Tony Williams - Slave to Master Eric. Neighbor boy to

Master Eric. Son of city council member Dilon and Nancy Williams.

Age 16, 5ft 5 inches tall, 110 pounds, 5 inches dick. He learned

about BDSM by watching his parents submit to dominant men without

them knowing.

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POV Master Eric

As I kiss the mother, I glance outside to see my slave and his sister watching us. They are smiling, so I can only assume the sister will agree to be my slave.

Well, I guess I should show the girl what her life will be like. I grab the mother, lift her up on the counter, and lift her skirt to reveal she isn't wearing any panties. The boy is correct, this bitch is a slut like her son. As I look into her eyes, I shove my middle finger in her cunt. DAN! The bitch is dripping wet. She reaches for my cock over my shorts. Yet, I grab her hand before she gets to it and push her hand down my shorts instead.

I whisper in her ear, "Squeeze my cock that's going to be in your cunt soon!"

She grabs it, causing her eyes to fly open.

"Bitch, have you ever had a cock that big in your cunt?"

I see the fear in her eyes, which tells me she hasn't been bred with a cock as big as mine.

"Well bitch, you are about to."

I spread her legs wide.

"Pull it out."

She looks outside and then back at me.

"What the fuck did I say?"

"But the kids are watching!"

I raise my voice, "I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! GET MY GODDAMN COCK OUT, NOW!"

Her eyes open even wider. She quickly pulls my shorts down, freeing my cock. She stares at it with her mouth open wide. I bet she has never seen anything like it. I'm not surprised. This just means all the guys she fucked can't compare to me. This is good. She is going to be my cock whore. Soon, she will be begging me to fuck her every day from now on.

I grab her ass with two hands.

"Now, aim my cock at that wet hole."

She keeps her eyes on my cock. In fact, I feel her whole body shaking in my hands. I bet it's both fear and excitement. When my cock is lined up, I pull her toward me hard, causing her to yelp in pain and surprise. The wet cunt helps me slide in her with ease. Damn! It feels nice. It's not as tight as her boy, but with some training, she will be able to squeeze my cock just as tightly as her boy can!

I wonder if the father is just as tight. No matter what, he will be trained just like the rest of his family. I like my holes tight. As my slaves, they will just have to learn. I have my ways of training holes to be as tight as I want.

I slowly pull my cock out and slam it back in hard. She moans and screams as I glance out the glass door at her daughter and son. They are both playing with themselves as they watch their mother get fucked hard. I laugh to myself. It's not the first time they have seen their mother get fucked by someone other than their father.

This bitch fucked with their heads, and she doesn't even know it. Due to all the men they brought home, the boy wanted to be just like his father and mother. No wonder it was easy to claim him as mine.

As I fuck the mother, I whisper, "You like my cock don't you?"

"OH! God, Yes, it is so huge," moaning in my ear.

"You want to be my BITCH don't you?"

"Yes, I want to be your Bitch!"

"You are my bitch. I now own this cunt, don't I?"

"Yes!"

"Yes, what, bitch?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good, Bitch! But I deserve more respect than that, right!"

She moans louder.

"Tell me, Bitch. You know what to say!"

With all the guys she has played with, I'm sure she knows what to say!

"Yes, Master!"

"Good, Bitch!"

I slam my cock deep in her hole as I say!

"YOUR!"

Slam

"MY!"

Slam

"BITCH!"

Slam

"SLAVE!"

I then fuck my newest slave hard as I kiss her. She wraps her legs around me, allowing me to pick her up. I step out of my shorts while I carry her outside onto the deck. I lay down on the lounge chair and have her ride me as a bitch she is while her kids watch us. She is so high from the fucking she doesn't even realize her children are still watching us!

I see the boy grab her sister's phone and point it at us. Good, the boy is recording his mother getting fucked while his sister is watching and playing with herself. That's my boy! I will have to obtain a copy of the video as insurance to keep the parents in line just in case they ever have second thoughts about their enslavement.

As I fuck the mother, I look over and stare at the boy. Damn! I love how fucking devoted and obedient the boy is. He is jerking off as he records us. I see a smile on his face as he watches his mother submit to me. I have no doubt now that he will do anything for me!

I flip the mother over and fuck hard with my ass in the air. I look at the daughter and see she's just as much of a slut as her mother and brother. She is just as beautiful, too. I stare at her intensely and then nod to my backside. This is a test to see if she really does want to be my slave.

I watch her get up from the lounge chair and walk behind me. She kneels behind me. I slow down my fucking to see what she is going to do. I moan out as her warm tongue licks my balls. FUCK! She is good! She licks one ball and then the other. I sink my cock deep into the mother's hole and slowly fuck as I enjoy the daughter's extraordinary tongue.

I look down at the mother and see her eyes are closed. She still doesn't realize her children are serving me as slaves just as much as she is. I kiss her, and she kisses me back with just as much passion. Our tongues dance, but in the end, I keep control over her mouth as I do her body.

FUCK! I moan while kissing. I feel a second mouth behind me. It is in my hole. Good, boy! He knows what I want. Damn! I love having three slaves serving me all at once! I'm going to enjoy owning this family!

I pick up speed and fuck the bitch harder. I need to mark her as mine. Soon, I'm slamming into her as hard as I can. The boy never leaves my hole, and neither does the girl licking my balls. That drives me crazy, and I dump a huge load in my new bitch.

Still kissing the mother, I slowly pump the last drops of cum into her. Then I pull out but still lay on top of her. I'm pleased when two warm tongues clean my cock. That feels nice. The children already know their place is to please me. This is a good start. I wonder what the boy told the girl to get her to submit to me.

I whisper in the mother's ear, "I have marked you as mine. No matter what happens next, you'll always be mine. I own you, bitch! You submitted to me, so I have taken possession of you. You are my slave now. You know this to be true. Tell me what you are?"

She opens her eyes finally, and I stare at her, waiting to see if she agrees.

I feel her shiver, "Yes, Master. I am yours. I'm your slave. You own me! Master!"

I see tears roll down her face, but she is smiling, and I can tell it is tears of joy. She is just Iike her son. She has wanted this for far too long. It is time to show her what I have done to her children.

"Good, bitch. Remember, you're mine!"

I roll her over and hold her tightly in my arms. I want her to see her son and daughter submit to me.

She tenses as she sees her son and daughter now kneeling naked at my feet, playing with themselves. Her mouth falls open as she realizes her children witnessed her get fucked into submission! She tries to escape my arms, but I hold her tighter. She knows I'm too strong, and it's useless to flee. So, instead, she looks down in shame. Yet, I don't like my slaves to be ashamed of what they are, even in front of their own family. So, I grab her hair, lifting her head so she has to look at her children.

This time, I speak loud enough for the children to hear.

"Boy and Girl, what are you?"

The boy speaks first, "Master, I am your slave. You own me. Master. I will do anything for you. I love you, Master!"

She can hear the desperation in the boy's words, knowing that what he says is true!

She whispers, "How?"

"Last night, I took your son as my slave just like I took you!"

I look at the girl.

"What do you want?"

The girl yells out with even more desperation, "My brother said you could help me if I became your slave. My boyfriend is... ah...," I know she doesn't want to say what her boyfriend did to her.

With control in my voice, "Tell me, GIRL! What about your boyfriend?"

"He... hurts... me, Sir!"

Anger flashes in my mind.

"What did the boy do?"

In a burst of emotion, "Sir, he ties me up and beats me. Then he rapes me! Sir, I am so scared. He chokes me as he rapes me. I fear he will kill me someday. He says he will marry me, and I will be his forever! Sir, I'm terrified."

"Who is this asshole?"

"Brad Jackson, the Mayor's son. I can't go to the police. Brad says his father is the mayor, so the police will not touch him. So, he says, he can do anything he wants."

"Girl, I will protect you if you are willing to become my slave. Then I will take care of this asshole, Brad."

"Thank you, Sir!"

Tears fall down her face, and I see her relax.

"However, there are conditions of your enslavement. Did your brother tell you what they are?"

"Yes, Sir!"

"Then tell me what you will do for my protection?"

"I will submit to you. I will be your slave. My body will belong to you. I will breed for you. My children will be raised as submissives and given a choice of becoming your slaves when they come of age. Sir, you will own me. My body and mind are yours. Sir, if you want it."

I lick my lips. DAM! I sure want to own her. She will be my breeding bitch, and I will make a fortune off her.

"Girl, I do! I will take you as my slave and protect you from the asshole, Brad. I will make sure he never touches my property ever again. Come here, my sweet girl, come to your Master."

While still holding her mother in one arm, my newest slave girl crawls into my other arm. I hold them both tightly as they start crying on my shoulders.

The boy is still kneeling at my feet. I look down at my feet and back at him. He instinctively knows what I want and starts rubbing my feet. Soon, my slave boy is licking and massaging my feet for all his worth. He looks up at me with a massive smile on his face. Yes, the boy did well. I smile back, which only makes the boy worship me more.

I whisper into each of my slave girl's ears, "I will take good care of both of you. You're my property, and I protect what I own. Your daughter will be safe with me. You both just need to obey me. Can you do that?"

They both whisper back, "Yes, Sir."

"It's `Yes, Master' from now on."

They both whisper, "Yes, Master."

I wipe the tears from their eyes, "Good, girls. Now join my slave boy in worshiping me."

Each slave girl starts kissing my neck and working their way down my body. So, I relax my hold on them and move my hands down their backs to their asses. Fuck all three slaves are beautiful. I rub their asses as I admire what I own. They have given themselves to me, and all that is left is the father. I have seen him, half-naked, taking care of his lawn many times. He is just as beautiful as these three. The boy and girl get their good looks from their parents. No wonder all those dominant men want to dominate the parents. Yes, the daughter will produce beautiful children, too. Especially being bred with Alex's beautiful twin boys. He will be pleased with what I have accomplished here. He is my boyfriend now, and I want to make him happy.

I lift my hands above my head and look at my three slaves worshiping me. The girls work their way down my chest licking and sucking my nipples and then running their tongues down my six-pack abs. They stare into my eyes as they taste the sweat I built up from running, then fucking the older bitch. I stare at them, fueling their hunger to taste every inch of me. They reach my cock and start licking each side. Of course, my cock has already begun to grow again from being worshiped. I so love being worshiped. My original slave bitch has worshiped me for many years. Yet, having three slaves worship me at the same time is very special indeed.

Having the power to own a family of slaves gives me such a rush. Now! I know what Alex and his father feel like. There is no greater power than to be able to own an entire family. Owning just one slave means you are constantly worried they will run away from you back to their family. Yet, they have no one to run to if you own a family. Plus, they are in this together. If they have doubts, the other slave family members will help the doubting slave see that this is what it's meant to be. For this family, I know that the boy will keep my slave family together. They came to our community for him, after all. Now, he is getting what he has always wanted.

My bitches take turns sucking my cock. While one is working my cock the other worships my balls. FUCK! These bitches know how to suck! Breaking in the boy was fun, but having experienced cocksuckers is what I need right now!

I lay back with my hands above my head, savoring their devotion to me. These slaves need me to rule them. I see it in their eyes. They love serving me. They just needed someone to claim them. These bitches are born to be enslaved. So, it is only right that I claim them. If not me, then someone else will. Someone like that asshole Brad, who would never appreciate them as I do. NOW! It's time to claim the daughter.

I grab the daughter by the hair, pulling her mouth to mine. We kiss with our tongues dancing. Soon, she gives in, letting me take control. Still holding her by the hair, I briefly break the kiss.

I look at the mother, "Bitch, line up my cock."

The mother grabs my cock and aims it at her daughter's hole.

I whisper in the daughter's ear, "Mount me, bitch."

She climbs on top of me, staring into my eyes the whole time. She moans out in pain as she slowly lowers herself on me.

"I know it hurts, but you can do it. Make me proud."

She whispers, "Yes, Master," and I smile, feeling the wet cunt warm my cock.

She groans in pain as the most enormous cock in her young life is now stretching her to her limits. It feels so warm and tight. This hole is almost as tight as the boy's. I love hearing her moan in pain as my cock spreads her wider. Slowly, all my 10 inches are deep inside her hole.

"Bitch, how does it feel having all of me inside you?"

She moans out in pain, "OH FUCK, MASTER! IT'S SO HUGE!"

Tears again form in her eyes. I wipe them and stare intensely into her eyes.

"I know, my sweet thing. Give it a minute, and you will soon love it!"

I pull her into a deep kiss. I feel her relax and wrap her arms around me. I feel a warmth on my balls. The boy stopped massaging my feet and switched to worshiping my balls. Then I feel another tongue worshiping them. Yes, the mother has joined her son in worshiping me. I have to laugh, they are helping to produce more of the seed that is about to claim the daughter as mine. I do love my balls worshiped!

The girl now starts to ride me. YES! She wants me now! She kisses me with more passion and moans out now in pleasure mixed with pain. Soon, she will be begging to be fucked! However, I'm savoring this first fuck because, after today, she will be taken off the pill and bred with one of Alex's twin slaves. I won't be able to fuck her until she gets pregnant. So, I kiss her and grab her hips and guide her in how I like to be fucked. Of course, she still has to do all the work. I just guide her on how fast or slow she needs to ride me to keep me on the edge of shooting my load.

About 30 minutes later, I need an even tighter hole to dump my load. Therefore, I bend my legs and lift the bitch up off my cock and reposition her so that her other hole is aimed at my cock. My cock is well lubed with pussy juices, so as I lower her again down my cock she opens up for me. Damn! Brad must have fucked her in the ass before because my cock slides in without much trouble. All the while, the mother and son keep licking my balls. The girl then rides me again, but this hole is much tighter. Fuck! The bitch knows how to keep me on the edge as she squeezes my cock. Now, I really need to dump my load. With my legs still bent, I lift her up and down to assist in fucking her as deeply as possible. Damn! I'm not sure who is tighter, my boy or my girl. I can't wait to sample the father next!

Our fucking is now in sync. I pick up speed. She surprises me, keeping up with me. Soon, I scream out, unloading in her tight hole. Our neighbors must have heard me scream, but I don't care. It won't be the last time they hear me fuck one of these bitches. When I'm done, I glance over to see a neighbor's boy watching us through a hole in the privacy fence. Shit, maybe I can enslave another family to add to my harem.

The girl then kisses me one last time, and I lift her off my cock.

"Clean me!"

The girl looks exhausted, so her brother cleans my cock while the mother still attends to my balls. I hear the boy through the fence jerking off. Yes, the boy likes what he witnessed. Soon, he, too, will be enslaved. It's just a matter of time.

I look down at my slave boy, nursing every last drop of cum from my cock. I smile at him and rub his head. He is such a good boy. I wonder if he likes the taste of his sister's pussy and ass juices. Well, it doesn't matter whether he likes it or not. He will obey me no matter what. I love the power I have over the boy. He wants to obey me as a faithful slave should.

I pat the boy on the head, and he looks up at me.

"Go get my shorts. Oh, and bring me some water."

"Yes, Master," and runs off to do my bidding.

While the boy is gone, I look at the daughter and mother.

"Both of you kneel beside me."

They both kneel, and I'm pleased that the mother automatically knows to put her hands behind her back. The daughter watches her mother and does the same.

I look at the mother, "Now, let me explain what your family is to me. They are my slaves, my property. I own your family! You submitted to me, allowing it to happen."

Mother was going to say something, "But...," yet I cut her off.

"You have no say in what I do with your children. They are now mine."

I pick up the daughter's phone and play the video her son just recorded.

"What would this community think if this video got out? Your husband would lose his seat on the city council. Plus, you never knew that your daughter and son have been watching the fun in your bedroom with all those men. The boy has more videos of you and your husband submitting to all those dominant men. Both your daughter and son were underage when they first watched you have sex and submit to the men. One call to social services, and you would lose the children. Of course, a friend of mine knows a judge with the family court. So, they would be put in my care as my foster children. Therefore, they would become my slaves regardless. Now, do you freely give your children to me to own and do as I wish with them?"

I play the recording on the phone, and she sees her daughter watching me fuck her only an hour before.

I see defeat register on her face, "Yes, Master. I give my children to you, to own. You can do as you wish with them."

She looks down in defeat. I smile and stop the playback. It is more evidence that will keep her family enslaved. She knows this. After fucking her, I know she does want to be my slave. She just did not expect her whole family to be enslaved as well.

I email the video to myself for safekeeping.

"Good, you will make dinner, and I'm coming over tonight. I will sit between you and your husband. After tonight, your husband will become my slave as well."

I see tears running down the mother's face. I wipe them away, and she lifts her head to look at me.

"It will be OK. You will see. This is what your family has always wanted. Your son wants this, and so does your daughter. I know you and your husband have wanted to be owned for a while. Why else would you two submit to those men? Unlike me, those men were not strong enough to claim you and your family as the slaves you are born to be. It's in your family's nature to submit. Your son said he imagined being my slave as he watched those men dominate his father. I'm sure the daughter wanted to be like you."

I look at the daughter and see she is blushing. I'm right.

"Did you know your daughter's boyfriend is abusing her?"

The mother looks at her daughter with concern. The daughter just looks down, not wanting to face her mother.

"Well, I'm going to save her from an abusive relationship. In exchange, she is going to be my slave. She will be bred with my boyfriend's slaves, and you will help her raise the children as submissives. When they are of age, they will be given a choice to be my slaves as well."

What they didn't know is that the twin's slaves' genes are 100% submissive. From what Alex told me, they come from a long line of submissives bred to be slaves. So, the offspring will naturally be submissives as well. I have no doubt they will choose to be enslaved when they come of age. When I'm ready to retire, I will be a wealthy man.

The boy comes back with my shorts. I stand up, and the boy kneels at my feet. I step into the shorts, and he pulls them up over my half-hard cock to my waist. I see him licking his lips as he watches my cock the whole time. I rub his head as he puts my shoes on. He is a perfect boy.

I look down at him, "Let's go, boy. We have to get to the shop before dinner is ready."

I walk out to the door. My boy grabs his spandex shorts and then rushes after me. When we get to the door, I look back to see the shocked faces of the mother and daughter. They look down when they see me looking at them through the sliding glass door leading to the deck. Yes, they are mine NOW!

I look at the boy, "You may put on the shorts. Remember, from now on, you strip at the door of this house and only dress again at the door. Let's go."

I open the door, and the boy is still trying to put on the tight spandex shorts. I walk out the door as the boy runs after me barefoot and mostly naked. I walk over to my house and go to the garage door. I walk inside. The boy is right behind me. I turn to face him, cross my arms, and wait. I can see the boy is confused.

"WELL!"

Then I see the light click on in his head. He strips out of his shorts, naked as he should be.

I pat him on the head, "Good boy when you come to my house, you will use the garage door and strip here."

I point to a box on the floor next to the door. I grab my car keys from a hook above the box. I bend down, unlock the box, and open it. Then, I stand up.

The boy looks into the box.

"Your clothes will go in here before entering my house. Soon, you will not ever have to wear clothes ever again!"

The boy also sees another set of shackles for his wrists and ankles. I pull them out of the box and drop them on the concrete floor with a bang.

"Put them on."

The boy bends down and attaches the shackles to his wrists and ankles. They're heavy stainless steel shackles with chains linking the wrists and ankles together. They automatically lock when snapped closed. The boy instinctively kneels at my feet. I smile at the boy, knowing he cannot open the shackles without me.

I pat him on the head and say, "Good, boy. Now let's go for a ride."

I walk around the car and get into the driver's seat. The boy gets into the passenger side. Getting into the car is not easy for the boy. The chain between his ankles is too short to step into the car one foot at a time. So, he has to sit sideways on the seat and swing his legs over. He did say he likes to be restrained. Now, his life is entirely restrained by me!

The boy nervously asks, "Master, there is something I need to tell you."

"What, boy."

"Master, Brad, the asshole who is abusing my sister, sent her videos of the abuse. He is using them to control her."

"OK, when was the first video taken?"

"I think about 2 years ago."

"I see, so that means Brad raped an underaged girl. That would be very bad for the Mayor, wouldn't, boy?"

I see the smile on the boy's face, "Yes, it would, Master."

This boy is clever and devious. He knew what the videos would mean for the Mayor's reputation.

"Thank you, boy, for telling me. You did well."

I look over at the naked boy, then wrap my large hands around his head and pull his face into my lap. I have to laugh when the boy breathes in deep and moans. I rub his head as I back the car out of the driveway and head to Master Frank and Jason's leather shop. Fuck! It's hot seeing his naked ass. So, I move my free hand to his ass, rubbing a finger up and down on his hole while driving downtown. When we get to the shop, only one other car is in the parking lot. So, I figure it is safe to walk my naked slave boy into the shop. The boy needs to get used to being nude in public. Besides, it is a test to see how obedient he is.

I pull him out of my lap, and he looks around.

"Time to get your collar, boy."

"Master, what about clothes?"

"What about them?"

"Master, I'm naked!"

"So?"

"What happens if someone sees me?"

"No one is around. So, who is going to see you?"

He points to a security camera at the door of the shop.

"Don't worry about that boy. The owner of the shop is a good friend of mine. He won't mind seeing you naked. Besides, it's a Kinky Leather shop, and slaves are expected to be naked. Now get out and open the door for your Master."

The boy looks down, "Yes, Master."

I can see he is scared. Yet, as a slave, he needs to know that he just needs to follow my orders no matter where he is or what he is wearing. The boy has to swing both legs around to get out of the car again.

I watch the boy try to walk around the car as quickly as possible. However, the chains between his ankles are not long, so his pace is slower than he would like. I smile at him when he opens my door.

When I get out, he closed the door for me. It's a rush to have this boy serve me as the manservant. I push him in the center of his back to get him to walk before me. The boy nervously walks to the shop, looking around to see if anyone sees him. He opens the shop's door for me. Good, the boy is learning.

I walk into the shop, and a pup slave greets me.

"Woof, Woof."

I look down at the dog tag, which reads "SPARKY, Property of Master Jason." I pat the pup on the head. The pup is in full puppy gear. It's wearing a puppyhood, rubber body suit, butt plug that acts like his tail, and rubber paws on his hands and feet. Dam! He looks good in his pup gear. I may have to get a puppy someday.

Walking deeper into the shop, I hear rattles of chains behind me, so I know my boy is following. When he comes up behind me, he stands just to my right, as I taught him to do on our morning run. Nice, he learns quickly. That is a good thing because I expect perfection from my slaves. I taught Rob and his mother to be perfect in everything they did, and the same will happen to the boy and his family. My slaves need a strict hand, or they will slack in their service to me.

I reach behind, grab the boy's balls, and then squeeze hard. I hear him wince from the pain. This gets Master Jason's attention. He is just finishing helping another customer, a teenage boy looking at leather collars. The teen glances at me and my boy. Jason shows him a leather collar and then wraps the collar around the boy's neck. After ensuring it fits, Jason tells the boy to look around as he helps another customer. The boy walks around the shop as Jason walks towards me. I let go of my boy's balls and hold out my hand.

Jason takes it and shakes my hand with a firm grip.

"Hello, Master Eric. Welcome to my shop. My father said you would be stopping by. The collars arrived this morning before you met my father on his run. I will get them for you."

He runs into the back, comes out with a large box, and sets it on the counter.

"Would you like me to explain how they work?"

"Yes, please, thank you!"

I'm impressed with the young man's professionalism. Like his father and brother, he has a good head on his shoulders.

"Sparky, come!"

The pup runs to his Master, kneels with his front paws between his legs, and looks up at him.

"The collars are biometrically locked to the Owner's fingerprints. So, no one except the slave's owner can unlock it."

Jason presses his right index finger to Sparky's collar, and I hear a click.

"I just unlocked the collar. I can relock it by pressing my finger on the collar fingerprint sensor or through the Slave app on my phone."

Jason picks up his phone and shows it to me. He taps the lock button, and we hear another click.

"Now the collar is locked. There are a few features that you will find useful. There is a GPS sensor, an E-sim chip, and WIFI geo-fencing for tracking your slave anywhere in the world. My father has purchased the security firm for our community, so you will be able to track your slaves inside any public building."

"WOW! So, I will know where my slaves are at all times?"

"Correct. Plus, Father has added a WIFI perimeter guard for our community. In the Slave app, our community now shows a perimeter around it. The Owner of a slave can control if the slave has permission to leave the community or not. Whenever a slave leaves the community, an owner has the option to shock the slave or just notify its Owner. Of course, it's the Owner's choice if the slave can leave our community."

"Nice! So, a slave can never run like in the old times."

"Correct, we will never have escaped slaves in our community. Plus, there are other features built into the collar. There are biometric sensors for blood pressure, heart rate, and an airway flow sensor."

"I have never heard of an airway flow sensor. How does that work?"

"Yes, per Father Michael, it is a new feature added to your collars. The sensor monitors how much food and liquid a slave consumes, so you can tell if the slave is eating or drinking enough or too much."

"I like that. While my slave Rob was growing up, I kept him on a strict diet. I trained him to eat what was good for his body. The same was done with his slave mother. Can their collars be upgraded to add the airway flow sensor?"

"Yes, Father Micheal is training me to upgrade and repair the collars if needed. My father wants all the collars to be the same in our community. So, being able to upgrade them is important. One more important feature of the collars is the punishment shock feature. You can punish your slave anytime through the app or a smartwatch. However, there is more to it. The monitoring section in the app can track where your slave is at all times. You can set up a route for your slave, and if it deviates from the route, the collar continuously shocks the slave until it is back on the predefined route. The farther away the slave is off the route, the stronger the shocks get."

"So, I can control where they go throughout our community. Nice!"

"Not just our community, but anywhere in the world. With the built-in GPS and E-Sim chips, the app knows where the slave is at all times. Plus, the collars use crowdsourcing as well. So, if the slave does go into a place with no cellular network yet interacts with a slave that does have network access, then the collars will communicate with each other to tell you where the offline slave is located."

"WOW, that is one high-tech slave collar. Father Micheal thought of everything."

"Yes, with this collar, you have peace of mind that you will never lose your slave. It can never escape its enslavement.

I'm impressed, "So, these collars truly allow us to own them."

"Yes, Master Eric. The collar makes it impossible for a slave to run away or be stolen. After all, you own them, so you should have the tools to keep them safely under your control."

"Could the collar be cut off?"

"Not likely. They're made of titanium. It would take a lot to cut it off. Most likely, the slave would be injured or killed in the process of trying."

"Thank you for explaining the collars in more detail. Your slave Ralph is finishing up my dungeon. Could he work on my latest slave's house next? I plan on collaring this boy's family tonight."

Again, I reach back and grab the boy's balls. He winces in pain, but I ignore it.

"No problem. I'm happy to help. Father wants my slave Ralph to manage the renovation of all the slave houses in our community. They will all be turned into slave quarters. Father doesn't want outside contractors to work on any slave quarters."

"Great, thank you! You're welcome. Us Masters need to stick together."

"Would you like your slave to carry the box to your car or have my pup do it?"

"No, hand the box to my slave. I want to look around the shop some more."

Jason hands the heavy box to my boy. Still holding on to his balls, I pull him around the shop. I grab more metal shackles. I think the slave father should be kept shackled in his slave quarters as well as the boy.

I place the heavy shackles on the box that the boy is holding. Then I see some hoods, ball stretchers, butt plugs, and a cane. I place the canes in the boy's mouth. The boy is struggling to carry everything. He really needs some muscle-strengthening exercises. We will work on that.

I finish my shopping and walk to the counter. I place all the gear on the counter. Jason rings it up, I pay for everything, and we leave.

I shake Jason's hand and tell him, "Thank you for all your help."

"It's a pleasure doing business with you. Have fun with your new slaves."

"I will, thanks."

My boy pushes the door open with his back and then holds it for me to pass through. As I leave, I see the other boy asking more about the collars I just purchased.

While walking to my car, I pop the hatch so my boy knows where to put the gear. He puts everything in the back and then rushes to open the door. Just before the boy opens the door, a car pulls up beside us.

There are two teenagers in the car, "Dude, why is this guy naked? What is on his wrist?"

I recognize them from my boyfriend Alex's wrestling team.

"Boys, he is my slave. He is naked because that is how my slave should be dressed."

"DAM! Dude. My friend Alex told me he owned some slaves, but I didn't know others had slaves, too. Alex said to check out his brother's shop."

"Boys, do you like my slave?"

They are now rubbing their crotches as they stare at my naked slave. I can see my boy is very nervous now. I think this is a good training opportunity.

"Man, he is dam beautiful. I wouldn't mind owning a slave of my own."

"Boy, you can. You need to find a submissive and claim him."

I push my boy closer to the car, "This boy submitted to me last night and this morning helped me enslave his mother and sister as well. I fucked them both into submission. Tonight, I will claim the father."

"Dam! You own his family, too?"

"Yep, they all will be wearing my collars tonight."

"Collars?"

"Yes, ask Jason in the shop about them. Once you collar your slave, then you own them. I would also recommend creating a "Slavery Contract" for your slaves to sign. That way, they know what is expected of them."

"Thanks for the advice, Mister."

"No problem. Would you like to touch my slave?"

"Yes, if you don't mind?"

"Not at all."

I push the boy within arm's reach of the car. The teen rubs his hands up and down my boy's naked chest, pinching his nipples and causing him to wince. I give my boy credit. He just stands there and lets the teen feel him up. Well, what else can he do? It's not like he can run away. He knows I want this.

The teen reaches down and strokes the boy's now hard dick.

"Looks like the boy likes being a slave."

"Oh, he loves being owned by me. Do you want him to blow you?"

"FUCK, YEAH!"

"Boy, open the door."

My boy nervously opens the car door.

The teen swings around, puts his feet on the ground, and spreads his legs. He is about to open his pants, but I stop him.

"No, let the boy do it."

"Dam! This is service."

"It is what slaves are for. Once you own a slave, you can get the same service anytime."

My boy opens his classmate's pants and pulls out a huge cock. It's not as big as mine, but the teen is still growing. Yet, it's still impressive! Must be 8 or 9 inches long.

Once the boy sees the cock, he dives down on it. Yes, he's my slut, all right!

My boy works the cock like he is starving. He completely forgets he is blowing a guy in public. I glance at the shop and see the camera move toward us. Jason must be watching. Maybe Frank is watching, too, or both of them? Frank owns the security company, so he can see everything that happens in our community. I assume that is one of the reasons he purchased the company.

I watch as my boy shows the teen what it's like to own a slave. I'm sure after today, they will find their sub to claim.

I hear the teen groan as he grabs the back of my boy's head and holds him tight. The teen just dumped a load into my boy's throat.

After recovering from the high, "DAM! Mister, your slave boy is good. That is the best blow job I have ever had. Thanks, man!"

"No problem. It is what the boy is born to do. Does your friend want to be serviced, too?"

The other teen yells, "HELL YEAH!"

"Boy, go to the other side of the car and serve the other Alpha."

My boy rushes to the other side of the car but has to shuffle as he goes because of the chains attached to his shackled ankles. Both teens laugh and point at him. My boy must be completely humiliated. This is good. It will teach him that these teens are his betters.

My boy opens the driver's door and kneels between an Alpha's legs. Soon, I hear the sound of sucking.

The teen who just got off asks, "So, you own him, like really own him? It's not just some game."

"Yes, young man. He is my property, and so is his family."

"I cannot imagine owning someone, let alone an entire family. Did you fuck the mother and sister?"

"Yes, right on their deck. I fucked the mother in front of my boy and his sister. Then I fucked the sister. After that, they submitted to me like the boy did last night. The boy even recorded the fucking of the mother while his sister watched."

"Shit, that is so fucking hot! I want to own a family like that."

"Well, first start with finding some submissive boy and then work on his family next. Test out the waters by giving the boy orders in front of the family. If the father or mother doesn't object, try to order them around, too. You will tell if they are submissives too when they do what you want."

Right then, the boy from the shop walks out and stops to look at us. He is still wearing the leather collar. I smile at the boy, and he smiles back.

I yell out, "Hey boy, come here."

The boy walks towards us nervously but also licking his lips.

I bend down and whisper to the Alpha teen's ear, "Can you feel the submission in this boy?"

He nods.

"Then take control as the Alpha I know you are meant to be."

He smiles and stands up, then meets the boy halfway to the car.

"What is your name, boy?"

The boy looks down, "Simon, Sir."

"Well, Simon, it looks like to me you're here looking for something. What do you want, boy?"

The boy nervously says, "Sir... I want... to... " rubbing the collar with his hand. I want to help you out, Sir."

The Alpha teen smiles at the boy as he glances up at the Alpha. I can see the boy's knees getting weak.

"How are you going to help me, boy?"

"Sir, I want to help you. I want to please you...," he whispers, "I want to suck you, Sir."

"I see, in that case, kneel."

"Here?"

"Yes, boy, KNEEL NOW!"

I smile when the boy kneels in public for the Alpha teen.

"Good!"

The Alpha then grabs the boy behind the head and pulls him into his crotch. I smirk at how well the Alpha teen took control of the boy. I can imagine the boy smelling the fresh musk from the load that the Alpha teen just dumped into my slave's throat. This boy is his now, and they both know it. The Alpha grabs the boy's hair and turns his head to stare into the boy's eyes.

"You're mine now, boy. Now strip and let me see what I own."

You can see the fear and excitement on the boy's face. He wants to obey but fears what it means if he strips. Stripping here in public would mean his obedience is more important than being caught naked. I watch as the boy slowly nods and unlaces his shoes. The Alpha teen keeps a hold of the boy as he removes his shoes and pants. Fuck, my cock is getting excited just watching them. The Alpha is on a power trip, and the boy loves it. Finally, the Alpha lets go of the boy's hair, allowing the boy to pull the shirt over his head.

The Alpha pats the boy on the face and smirks, "Good boy. Grab your clothes and come."

The Alpha turns and walks back to the car, smiling at me. I nod my head in approval. This only reinforces the Alpha's right to control the boy. The Alpha teen doesn't even look back. He knows the boy will follow. Sure enough, the boy grabs his clothes and follows his Alpha. The Alpha gets in the car and looks at the boy. He just points between his legs. The boy glances at me with a smile and crawls between his Alpha's legs. The boy kneels on the floor of the car as the Alpha grabs the boy's hair again and pulls him into his crotch.

He looks down at the boy, "Suck."

DAM! It is nice to be young and able to get hard right after shooting a load. The boy opens his Alpha's pants and pulls out the hard cock. I watch as the boy makes love to his new Master. Witnessing an Alpha claim a boy for the first time is something.

The Alpha looks at me, "Thanks, man. What a fucking rush!"

"I know. Enjoy it. You are on your way to being a Master who owns slaves. Just remember what I said about testing the parents. You can sense their submission just like you did with your boy."

"Man, I will. Thank you for your help. Alex will be able to guide you into your new status as the Master I know you are capable of becoming."

I close the Alpha's car door as I hear the other Alpha teen moan loudly. I smile, knowing my boy just got another load of cum down his throat. When the Alpha finishes, I call out.

"BOY, COME!"

He quickly rushes to me as best as he can in his shackled feet.

"GET IN."

The boy walks around to the passenger's side and gets in. I climb into the driver's side and then call out to the new Alpha.

"Have fun with your new slave boy. Remember what I said."

"I will, Mister. Thank you so much."

"Good."

I then start the car and drive home. Once again, I pull my naked slave into my crotch. Witnessing a new young Alpha claim his first boy got me so fucking excited!

"Suck me, boy."

My boy quickly opens my shorts and pulls out my cock. He sucks me down to the root like a pro. DAM! The boy is just as good as his sister and mother. As I drive home, I call Frank and update him on the progress of enslaving the boy's family. I explained about the sister and the asshole Brad. Then about the sister submitting to me so that I can save her from the asshole. I explain about Brad sending the sister a video of him raping her when she was underage. Frank tells me to send the videos to one of his secure sites, and he will take care of Brad and the Mayor. I have a feeling that the asshole Brad will be Frank's next slave, and Frank will use the videos to get the Mayor to sign the voluntary slavery law Frank is creating for our community.

As I pull into my garage, I dump another load into the boy's throat. The boy must be full with three Alpha loads in his stomach. Well, this is just the start. The boy will be swallowing a lot more cum from now on!

I pull the boy up from my crotch and look at him.

"Get the gear from the hatch."

The boy gets out of the car and shuffles to the back. I pop the hatch, and he grabs the BDSM gear.

"Leave the collars. We will get them later."

I open the door leading into the house and walk down to the basement, wanting to see the progress of my dungeon. The boy follows me carefully down the steps. I know it's challenging to descend steps with his legs shackled, but the boy does fine. My boy is going slowly and carefully down the steps, which is good. My female slave has done it many times when we came down here to play while Rob was at school. So, I know the boy can do it as well. Besides, I'm ready to catch him if he falls. The boy loves being controlled, even if it is difficult. It's in his nature.

I am surprised at how much is done when I get to the basement. Slaves Ralph and Jamie are working hard to build the BDSM equipment. I see the slave's punishment cells are almost done. The slaves stop what they are doing and rush over to me, then kneel at my feet. My boy Tony follows their lead and kneels, too, still holding the bags of BDSM gear.

I love how devoted they are.

"Progress Report?"

Slave Ralph says, "Master Eric, the dungeon is 80% complete. It will be completed by the end of the day."

"Good work, slaves. Tomorrow, you will work at the neighbor's house. The whole house will be turned into a `Slave Quarters.' You will have more slaves to help you with the work as the boy's sister and mother have already submitted to me. The father will be mine tonight. Now, I want to have some fun with my new slave boy. What can I use to secure my boy?"

I grab the cane from the bags of BDSM gear and swipe it back and forth in front of all three slaves.

Ralph speaks up first, "Master Eric, the cross in the far corner is completely assembled and ready to use. I can show you how it works."

"Yes, show me, slave," using the cane to point the way.

Ralph leads me to the cross. I look around, seeing the basement now looks more like a dungeon. I grab slave Tony by his shackled wrists and drag him behind me. He has to bend over to follow me as we walk around two cages, side by side, and two more on top of them. They remind me of dog cages in a kennel. I have seen a cage at the club Inferno with a puppy locked in it. The pup's mouth served as a fuck hole for anyone in the club. I thought of caging my female slave in it a few times, but at the time, I only wanted to keep her to myself. A lot has changed since then. Now that I have more slaves to use, I might just lock one of them in it the next time I'm in the club.

Next, we then go by a padded fuck bench and a couple of slings. The fuck bench isn't completely assembled yet, but the slings are. When I first came down the stairs, I did see a large king-size bed on the opposite side of the dungeon. It would be a great view of the whole dungeon. I could watch other Masters play down here while my slaves serve me.

We get to the cross, and I push my boy towards it.

"Show me how it works."

Ralph replies in a firm voice, "Yes, Master."

Ralph places his hand on the back of Tony's neck and pushes him so his naked chest is resting on the center of the cross. I throw Ralph the keys to the shackles. He removes the chain between his wrists and ankles. Then Ralph kicks the boy's legs apart and grabs Tony's wrist. Then attaches his cuffs to the cross, spreading them wide. He does the same to his ankles.

"Master, it's safest if you cuff a boy's wrist first, then his legs. Then, do the opposite when releasing the boy from the cross, the ankles first and then the wrists. That way, the boy will not lose his balance and fall. After a good caning session, a boy may be unable to stand on his feet, especially spread wide like the boy is now."

When the boy is secure, slave Ralph stands next to the cross with his arms behind him and legs spread, in a "Command Rest" stance I used to do when I was in the Army. His head is held high, and he is proud to be the slave he is, just like I was proud to be a soldier.

"Thank you, slave."

"It's my pleasure, Master."

"Have you had a cane used on you?"

"Yes, Master. Many times, Master."

"I understand you were a switch before you submitted to becoming a slave."

"Yes, Master."

"Well, then, show me how to use this cane properly. I don't want to damage my property permanently."

"It would be my pleasure, Master."

I hand the cane over to Ralph.

Ralph takes it, "Master, you want to place the cane across both ass cheeks but not past them. Like this."

I closely watch as Ralph places the cane across the upper part of both my boy's ass cheeks. He explains that if the tip of the cane pasts the ass cheeks, then the cane would wrap around the cheek, and the tip would hit harder, causing a deep mark on the boy's hip. The mark wouldn't necessarily damage the boy permanently. It would just cause a nasty bruise or welt where you wouldn't want it. However, other parts of the body could cause permanent damage or death. So, it is best only to hit where you want it to hit. Plus, Ralph points out that, yes, part of caning a boy is to cause pain, but also, many Masters and slaves like how it looks on a boy's body. So, marks where they shouldn't just look bad, and other Masters will notice. They may not want me to work on their boy if they don't think I know what I'm doing. They want to keep their property safe, just like I want my boy to be safe. Safe BDSM play is critical for the boy's health and the respect of the BDSM community. Raph points out that over time, more Masters and slaves will move to our community, and my reputation as a safe Master will be important.

I pat Ralph's back, "Thank you very much, slave, for showing me how to use a cane safely and explaining that I should learn more about safe BDSM play. Now, I want to try the cane out on my boy. However, don't hesitate to correct me if I'm doing it wrong."

I know Ralph has more experience in this type of discipline and play. So, I'm pleased he explained it in detail with concern for my boy's safety and my reputation as well. If our community is going to be a true Master/slave community, then I need to be respected by other Masters.

I line up the cane where Ralph shows me, and he adjusts the placement a little, then steps back. I pull back and hit the boy. I hear him yep in surprise but take it like the pain slut he is. Ralph says to try to make nice parallel lines and not to cross the welts, or I will draw blood. I hit the boy four more times, leaving five nice parallel lines on my boy's cheeks. DAM! They look nice. I rub the raised welts, and dam if my cock twitches. I now understand why Ralph said that some Masters and plain pig slaves like the look and feel of a caning. As I rub the welts, I look between my boy's legs to see his dick is pointing straight up. It's even leaking. Each time I rub a welt, his dick jumps and leaks more. Fuck! The boy likes it.

"Boy, did you enjoy my caning?"

The boy moans, "Yes... Master. Thank you, Master!" as I continue to rub the beautiful symmetrical lines across the perfect round ass.

Hearing my boy moan to my touch from something that hurt him is so fucking hot. I lean against his back and hold him tight in my arms. At the same time, I aim my cock at his hole and enter him once again. Dam! I love how his warm hole tightly squeezes my cock.

I slowly fuck him, which only causes my boy to moan even more. Each time I bottom out, his moans get louder. I feel the welts against my pubes and realize that the boy is moaning not just from being fucked but from my pubes brushing the welts. That is so God Dam hot! This will not be the last time I cane my boy. Yes, I want to feel more welts on him. Knowing I can mark such a beautiful body only excites me more! I know my boy will wear my marks with pride.

I slowly fuck and kiss the boy's neck as I hold him tightly in my arms. I find his nipples and pinch them both at the same time. Hearing him moan in pain encourages me to twist them as I pinch even harder. I look down over his shoulder to see a steady stream of milky white precum running from the head of his dick. Good! Because I love giving my boy the pain he loves. He is a wonderful toy that I need.

I start fucking harder as I pinch, twist, and pull on his nipples. At the same time, I lick and suck on the boy's neck. It's another mark showing that I own him.

I let go of one nipple and turn his head, intending to kiss him. His face shows he is completely zoned out. Between the caning, fucking, and nipple play, my boy is in his submissive space. I smile at him, knowing he is high on endorphins by my hands. I plan on making the boy addicted to the pain I give him. The addiction will just make him more devoted to me! He will do anything I want just to be able to feel the pain.

Looking into his eyes, I kiss him, pushing my tongue deep into his mouth. He lets me take command of his mouth just like I have to the rest of his body. I fuck hard, loving that he is all mine!

After a long while, I finally break the kiss, look up, and roar out as I dump a load deep into the hole I own. Shots after shots are dumped down the hole. I haven't cum like that since my teens.

Suddenly, my boy shoots his load, hitting the far wall. I smile, knowing my boy got off because of me! My boy is special.

I lean on my boy's naked back as my cock deflates some after one of the best fucks I have had in a long time. I let go of the boy's nipples and play with the boy's dick and balls while recovering. To my pleasant surprise, the boy's dick doesn't go down. I remember being his age and having a constant hard-on. This is good. Being horny all the time will make his addiction to me even greater. I hear the boy moan as I gently stroke his hard dick.

I decide I must finish some actual work before meeting the boy's parents for dinner. So, I pull out of my boy and order slave Ralph to unhook the boy from the cross. Once the boy is released, I grab him by the balls and pull him to my office.

I'm greeted by my female slave holding a cup of coffee and a sandwich for lunch.

I look at her, "Bitch, get some water and food for my boy."

"Yes, Master. Right away!"

My boy kneels beside me as I sit down and drink my coffee. I rub his head and then take a bite of my sandwich. That is when my female slave comes in with two bowls and places them in front of the boy.

I pat the boy's head, and he turns up to look at me.

"Eat and drink. Place your hands behind you and only use your mouth."

I smile, seeing the boy's face turn red.

"Yes, Master."

He bends over and licks up some water as a dog would.

"Good, boy."

My female slave kneels on my other side, waiting there if I need anything.

I look down at her.

"Go feed the other slaves in the basement and slave Rob."

She looks up at me, "Yes, Master. For your information, Master Alex took slave Rob and slave Nicky away just after you went on your run, Master."

"OK, then go feed the slaves in the basement."

She nods and runs off to do as I order. I smile at her seeing her naked butt bounce while she runs off.

I open my laptop and read my emails as I hear my slave boy eating his slave stew. Previously, I sampled the stew, and it had a bland taste. I'm glad I am a Master and don't have to eat that stuff. However, the label shows it has all the good oils, carbs, and protein slaves need. Father Micheal makes it with what I assume using slave labor. I smile. Slaves are making food for other slaves just as it should be. As I read the emails, the boy finishes his lunch.

He looks up at me with food stuck to his face. That is when my female slave comes back from feeding the other slaves. That was quick. Then I remember the stew doesn't need to be warmed up since it is just for slaves.

"Bitch, kneel in front of my boy and lick his face clean. Then you can feed yourself."

"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master."

The boy looks at her while she kneels in front of him and licks his face. I can see how uncomfortable it is for my boy. I can imagine it must feel strange having someone lick your face clean. However, the boy needs to get used to being in uncomfortable situations. That is the life of being a slave. The boy can no longer choose what situations he must participate in. The more he experiences these uncomfortable situations, the more he will get used to them. Once he is cleaned up, I look down at him.

"Crawl under the desk."

I move my chair out, and the boy crawls under, not knowing what I have in mind for the boy.

"Take my cock in your mouth and just hold it there."

The boy turns around so he is between my legs and puts his mouth around my cock. The warmth feels wonderful. I continue to read my emails when I get one from the wrestling coach reminding me that wrestling practice starts today. That must be where Alex took slaves, Rob and Nicky. The wrestling and swim teams start practice two weeks before school starts. I laugh, wondering how Alex will explain to his coach and teammates about Rob being his slave.

I start looking at my work. I'm a freelance writer and editor for news agencies, so my hours are very flexible. I have also published some best-selling books, which gives me a consistent income. Therefore, I have lots of free time to do what I love: playing with my slaves. Now that I have more than one, I will have more interesting playtime with them.

Halfway through editing an article, I need to take a piss. Feeling the warm mouth on my cock, I just let go knowing my slave boy will swallow it. I have used my female slave like this many times. So, I expect my slave boy to serve me without complaint. I don't feel any of my piss leaking out of the boy's mouth, so I assume he is swallowing it all down his throat.

I continue to edit the article as the boy milks the last bit of piss from my cock. The boy holds my cock in his mouth for the next couple of hours, pissing in his mouth a couple more times. Then, I think it is time to take a nap.

I push my chair back and order the boy out from under the desk. He crawls out and smiles up at me. I rub his head.

"Good, boy. I expect to use your mouth like that whenever I need to release. Is that understood?"

The boy looks up at me with a bright smile that I love so much, "Yes, Master. Thank you for allowing me to serve you, Master."

Dam! The boy is quickly learning how to say and do the right thing. He is a natural slave. It must be in his genes.

I reach down and grab his balls, pulling him to his feet. Then I pull him down the hall to my bedroom. I hop in bed and pull him to me, spooning him so he is almost under me. Most of my weight is on the boy, so I wrap my legs and arms around him, holding him tight. Yes, it feels good to lay against a warm body. I quickly fall asleep.

A couple of hours later, I wake up with my cock buried deep in my boy's hole. I had a dream about caning the boy's whole body and then fucking him hard. I feel some cum leaking out of the boy's hole. Holly Shit! Did I just have a wet dream? I have not had those since I was the boy's age. This boy is making me feel young again! I kiss him on the neck, and he moans. I love the sounds he makes from my touch. It seems any place I touch the boy, he moans with pleasure. I pull out of him and turn his face to look at me.

I hear him whisper, "I love you, Master."

I whisper back, "I know you do. You're my very special boy. I love how much you serve me with all your heart. You have not complained once since I claimed you. That makes me so proud of you! You will continue to make me proud, right?" rubbing his face with my big hands.

Almost breathless, "OH YES, MASTER! ALL I WANT TO DO IS MAKE YOU HAPPY AND PROUD OF ME, THANK YOU SO MUCH, MASTER!"

"I know you will. You are born to serve Alphas like me. Your mother and father are submissives, so they passed that trait down to you. It is a gift that your parents have given you. Use that gift to serve me, and you will have a fulfilled and happy life!"

"I promise I will, Master!"

"Good, now let's shower and have dinner with your parents. It is time to claim the last member of your family."

Once again, I grab the boy by his balls and pull him into my private bathroom.

I let go of his balls, "Boy, get the water ready. Do you remember how I like it?"

"I think so, Master."

He gets the water nice and hot, just as I like. I walk under the water and let it fall down my body. I close my eyes and relax as the boy washes me without being told. This boy just seems to pick up on what I want quicker than my female slave did when I acquired her in that bet so long ago. Her mother died when she was young, so her stepfather adopted her after her mother died. He was a very unpleasant man. I could tell he beat her and would have raped her if I did not save her from him. So, when the stepfather got in over his head and offered up his stepdaughter in the poker game, I grabbed her quickly. I haven't seen the asshole since. She was so grateful for saving her that she offered up herself to me to own. It took some training, but in time, she became a devoted slave. She would do anything for me now, as you can see from giving up her son to me as a slave, too. I have conditioned her for so long that she doesn't even question anything I order her to do. The boy kneeling at my feet is quickly becoming just like her.

After washing me, the boy dries me. I order him to take a shit, then clean himself inside and out.

I watch him, making sure he understands how to clean his hole properly. It takes four flushes to get his hole clean. I order him to fill his hole until he feels discomfort and a little pain before allowing him to release into the toilet. Again, the boy never complains, even when there is pain in his gut.

I smile at him, "Good boy, This is the way you will clean your hole every time after taking a crap. In your Slave Quarters, I will have slave Ralph install enema tubes at each toilet. Ralph has already installed them in my house. Make sure your sister understands that both her holes should be cleaned out often."

He kneels on the hard tile floor and beams at me, "Yes, Master. Thank you for teaching me how to clean out my hole for your use. I will show my sister how to clean out her holes as well. Thank you so much, Master!"

I rub his head, knowing he truly means what he says. He is such a natural submissive.

After the boy dries himself, I order him to dress me. I have him get me a tight, short-sleeved, buttoned-up shirt and dress pants. I look in the mirror and smile. The tight-fitting clothes show off my muscles nicely! The boy's family will lust after me, which is what I want. The hornier they are for me, the more control I have over them.

I have my boy put on my most expensive dress shoes as well. The boy's father will feel underdressed in my presence even though he is dressed up for work. I want the father to look up and admire me as his better. It will put the father in the right mindset about what will happen to him.

I grab the boy by his balls and drag him out of my bedroom and my office. I pick up the slavery contracts I printed yesterday. Then I go to the garage. Once in the garage, I unlock the box with his clothes. Then I order him to get dressed in his spandex shorts.

Once again, I pop the hatch of my car.

"Get the collars from the hatch."

He grabs the box of collars. I place the contracts on the box and grab the boy's balls again through his shorts. I pull him out the door to the front of the house and across the yard to the boy's house.

Once on the porch, I let go of the boy's balls and ring the doorbell. I smile, thinking this will be the last time I need to do so.

The boy's mother answers the door and smiles brightly at me. She's wearing an almost see-through sundress. However, I can see she is naked underneath because I don't see the outline of a bra or panties. Good!

She takes my hand and pulls me into the house. The father gets up from watching TV in a recliner. I smile at the man. He is fit and has a beautiful face, just like his boy. He is about 5 feet 4 inches tall, shorter than me, which makes him have to look up at me. This is good. I look him up and down, liking what I see.

His wife releases my hand when he holds his out to shake. I grip his hand tightly, just enough to make him wince in pain. He tries to hide the pain, but I see a trace of it on his face. He looks at my face and then looks down at his pants, then back up to me. Does this boy like pain as his son does? Interesting.

"Thank you for inviting me over for dinner."

He stammers for his words, no doubt intimidated by me. I don't blame him. I am better in every respect.

"Yes, we should have had you over years ago."

I smile, "Yes, you should have."

"Well, my wife has made a wonderful meal. I hope you enjoy it. Please, Sir, come this way."

I follow the father to the dining room table, pleased that he refers to me as Sir. At the same time, the son puts the collars and contracts on a table next to the couch. His father doesn't even notice what his son is doing.

When I enter the dining room, the mother pulls out a chair for me, and the father does the same for his wife. He will soon do the same for me.

The mother sits on one side of me, and the father sits on the other. The children sit across from us. The boy is still in just his spandex shorts, so all I see is his naked chest. The girl is in a summer dress like her mother. She, too, is naked underneath. I smile at both of the children, and they smile at me. I also see that they both are licking their lips. The father doesn't even see their lust for me or what they are wearing. He is too focused on me as he should be. He has no clue I have already enslaved them and his wife.

He asks me what I would like to drink.

"I would like a rum and coke. Make it a tall one."

He rushes off to his bar in the corner. I rub my hand on the mother's leg as he gets my drink. She pulls her dress up, telling me what a slut she is. I reach under her dress to find her wet hole. I push a finger in, and I hear her gasp. I find her special spot, and then she moans. The father returns with my drink and places it before me.

He asks what food I want. It all smells delicious, and I tell him what I want. He serves me as a waiter would. Standing up, he must be able to see me fingering his wife. Yet, he ignores it. I bet he wants the same thing done to him. I laugh. This whole family is sluts. They are my sluts, and it looks like the father wants to be my slut too!

The father sits down next to me after serving me my food. I place my other hand on his leg and hear him moan a little. So, I grab his crotch, and I'm not surprised to find he is rock hard. I squeeze his dick hard, causing him to yelp. I look at him, and his face is a deep shade of red.

I pull my other hand out of the mother's hole and lick my fingers clean. The father and his children watch me. I look at the mother, seeing she is disappointed. Well, she is going to have to share me with her family. I feel the mother reach over to my pants and open them up. Soon, she has my cock free. I ignore her as I take a bite of the wonderful meal she made for me.

I keep a tight grip on the father's dick so he knows who is in control of him. His wife strokes my hard cock while I eat.

I smile at the boy and girl across from me, then nod downwards. They seem to understand my meeting as they lower themselves to the floor and crawl between my legs. I smile when I feel two tongues licking my balls, one on each ball.

The father looks down in shock! He is about to say something when I squeeze his cock even harder, causing him to moan out in pain. To keep him even more distracted by swiping some of my pre-cum from my dick with my free hand and presenting it to the father's mouth. Out of instinct, he opens his mouth, inviting my finger in. So, I push my finger in, and as a true slut he licks my finger clean. He closes his eyes, enjoying the taste. I feed him more precum, making him completely forget that his children are serving me under the table.

Finally, wanting more from the father, let go of his dick and grab the back of his neck. I push his head towards my cock. This is when he opens his eyes to see my huge cock in front of his face as he watches his children licking my balls. He tries to push up, but I grip his neck tighter, with his face only an inch from the head of my cock. Seeing my huge cock up close, he instinctively opens his mouth. So, I shove my cock into his mouth. I know he is an experienced cocksucker because I feel no teeth. With a tight grip on his neck, I move his mouth up and down on my cock. It doesn't take long to get my cock deep into his throat.

I smile, seeing tears running down his face. I'm not sure if it tears due to sucking the most enormous cock in his life or the shame of sucking a cock in front of his children. Yet, I now feel no resistance from him. I slowly force his head up and down my cock, shoving it as deeply as I can! At the same time, I grab the mother by the back of her neck and kiss her in a long, wet, tongue-swapping kiss. What man allows his wife to be kissed while sucking the same man's cock?

Wanting to dominate the father more, I pull him off my cock and shove his wife's mouth down my cock, then switch to kissing him. He kisses me with the same passion his wife was doing just seconds before. Yes, I am his Alpha, and he knows it.

Wanting to break him completely, I push my chair back, get up, and force him to bend over the dining room table. I rip the pants off him before he knows what is happening. The remains of his pants are at his feet, with his ass in the air. I get behind him and rub my hard cock up and down the crack of his ass. I slap it a few times, causing him to yelp. The wife seems to be prepared for this because she has a hand full of lube. I back off a little to let her lube up my cock and her husband's hole. When his hole has all 5 of her fingers in his hole, she pulls out and lines my cock up with his hole.

This is all the invitation I need and push my wide cock into the husband's hole. He yells in pain and surprise at how much I am spreading his hole. All my slaves are surprised the first time feeling me inside them. Yet, they love it once they get used to a cock as large as mine.

I have no doubt this slave will be the same.

I slowly work my cock deeper and deeper into his hole, allowing him to adjust to me. However, like a true submissive slave, he starts to moan when I'm all the way in his hole. As I start fucking, the son gets behind me. He removes my shoes and pants. At the same time, the mother unbuttons my shirt and removes it. The son kneels behind me and starts licking my hole. The boy quickly learns because he gets his tongue deep in my hole as I fuck his father. Not wanting any family member to be left out of the fun. I pull the daughter up by her hair, forcing her to stand beside me. With a firm grip on her hair, I force her to kiss me. I smile when the father looks back to see his daughter kiss the man who is fucking him. More tears run down his face as he moans out. I can only imagine what he is thinking. The mother then gets on my other side, and I take turns kissing them both. At the same time, grab both women's tits and rub them in my hands. This only makes both girls squeal with excitement and pleasure. All the father can do is watch as I fuck him and uses the woman in his life as my play things. Yet, through the tears, I see the lust-filled eyes. He likes what I am doing to his girls. Well, they're my girls now, and he knows it. This boy is a cuck if I have ever seen one. I bet he wants to watch me fuck both of them. I laugh. He will get plenty of chances as I plan on fuck both girls every goddam day for the rest of their lives.

Then I think, why not let him see? So, I push the daughter beside her father. The mother quickly lubes up her daughter's pussy so I can fuck her too. Like her husband, the mother lines up my cock to her daughter's hole. Since I fucked the bitch already today, I do not have to wait to let her adjust to me. In one swift motion, I push my cock all the way down her wet hole. The father looks back over his shoulder while watching his daughter get fucked by me. I smile as he stays bent over the table, not wanting to move.

I fuck the daughter for 10 minutes, then switch back to the father. Yet, I want to show the father how much I own his family. Grab his son and bend him over the table on the other side of his father. So, now, the daughter and son willingly submit to me as their father watches. Like a faithful slave, the mother lubes my cock up again and lines it up to her son's hole. The son is completely used to me, so I start fucking hard with no need to let him adjust to me. All my slaves will be like the son, ready to be fucked at any time.

Once again, the father just lays there with lust-filled eyes as he allows his son to get fucked in front of him. I smirk at the man, knowing his family is now mine. I fuck the boy for another 10 minutes, and then finally, the mother bends over the table allowing me to fuck her next.

For the next three hours, I switch between fucking each member of my slave family. I spank each ass, so all four slaves are crying but are also happy serving me. They all beg me to fuck them next. Yes, this family is now broken!

After three hours of hard use, I finally cum in the father's hole. I pull the father up by his hair and pull him into the living room. I sit on the couch and force him to kneel in front of me. The other three slaves kneel beside the father.

Looking at the father, "So, as you can see, I own your family. They will do anything I tell them, right?"

I look at the other three slaves.

They all say, "Yes, Master!" simultaneously.

The father is shocked at hearing the word `Master'.

"Yes, your wife and children have submitted to me. They are now my slaves."

The father was about to say something, but I hold up my hand.

I look at the wife, "Tell him!"

The wife looks at her husband, "Honey, It's true. Master fucked me this afternoon, and I gave myself to him. We talked about this many times. We need a Master to own us. Master Eric is everything we ever wanted in a Master. You know this to be true. Just look how he took control of you just now. You cannot deny the power he has over you!"

Before the father can say anything, the boy says, "Dad, It is true for me, too. Master took me last night, and I willingly submitted to him. I'm his slave, too. I have been watching you submit to men all my life. I wanted to be like you, Dad. Dad, I'm like you. I love submitting to my Master. I love him!"

Then it is the daughter's turn, "Dad, It is true for me too. I submitted to Master this afternoon, and it was the best fuck of my life. Master is going to protect me from the assholes of the world. I am a submissive and have been taken advantage of. Master is going to protect me the way you cannot. He has connections you do not. You can't confront the Mayor without sacrificing your position on the city console. Master has leverage that he can use to protect me from Brad, the Mayor's son."

I see the pain on the father's face at not being able to protect his daughter. He looks down in shame, knowing that I can protect her much better than he could ever do because I have nothing to lose. Master Frank has already texted me that he will take care of Brad. Frank has more behind-the-scenes connections than I do, but the father doesn't need to know that. All he needs to know is I'm going to protect his child in exchange for her servitude to me!

Before he can speak again, I command, "Now, all four of you, strip and kneel at my feet again."

The three already committed slaves strip quickly as the father looks at them, following my commands. I stare at him intensely until he, too, removes his clothes and kneels at my feet.

All four slaves lower their heads in submission to their true Master.

I grab the `Slavery Contracts' and throw them on the floor of each slave along with a pen.

"Now, read the contracts and sign them."

I fold my arms and look at each slave as they pick up their contracts.

All four contracts state that the home will be turned into `Slavery Quarters', and all personal processions are now mine.

The father and mother's contracts state that they will sign over all property, savings, stocks, and other valuables to me.

The daughter's contract details that she will be a breeding slave. The children will be raised as if they are slaves, and when they come of age, they will be given the choice to become actual slaves like their parents are or have to leave the community.

The son's contract explains that he will be my personal slave, responsible for my individual needs, such as washing and dressing me every day. He will be under my desk when not in school, serving me as I work.

The mother's contract accompanies her daughters in that she will help raise her daughters' offspring. The mother will also be in charge of maintaining orderly `Slave Quarters', making sure each slave does as I order and performs as expected. She must inform me when any of my slaves disobey my rules. It will be like laws they need to follow or be punished harshly. She will also keep my slaves fed and healthy. For example, she will schedule doctor appointments as needed.

The father's contract states that all orders for his home or work life be obeyed without question. It states that all city council bills will go through me or someone I designate who can speak on my behalf. That person will be Master Frank, of course. The slave father cannot vote for any bill without first being approved by me or my designated person. This, of course, ensures the volunteer slavery law will pass, which I'm all for.

The son and father's contract also states that they will be shackled at all times in my `Slave Quarters' or at any Master's home. As soon as they get back from work or school, they are to strip naked and then place shackles on their ankles and wrists.

Of course, all contracts state that I have the right to use any of the slaves at any time and anywhere. They are my property; if I choose to, I could sell them to another Master.

One last clause in the contract is who will inherit the slave when I pass. I have a gay nephew in another state who, from looking online, has a kinky side. He just turned 18, so he would be legally able to own the `Slave Quarters'. It would be good to keep the slaves in the family. So, for now, I put him as my beneficiary. If he declines, then the slaves will go to Master Alex. I will have to invite my nephew to stay for a week and see if he is interested in owning slaves.

Finally, all contracts state that I can change any of them at any time without the consent of the slaves. From what Master Frank says, these `Slave Contracts' will become binding once the volunteer slavery laws go into effect.

The mother, son, and daughter all sign the contracts once they read them. I see the father is scared. He picks up the pen, but his hands are shaky. However, the son comes to his father's rescue before I can force the issue. He holds his father's hand to keep him from shaking and whispering in his ear. The father whispers back and nods his head. The son, still holding his father's hand, lowers the pen to the contract signature line. The son lets go and continues encouraging his father to sign. The father looks up at me as I stroke my hard cock. I smile down at him and nod my approval. Our eyes meet, and he finally caves to my will. He looks back down and signs the contract.

"Good, slaves!"

I see them all smile as I compliment them, especially the son.

"Now, it is time for your collaring!"

The son kneels with his hands behind his back and looks up at me with pride. He has been looking forward to this since he saw the collars in the shop. He knows how much control they will give me and is happy to give up that control and freedom so that he can serve me!

I look at him and call out, "Boy, come forward."

As the boy crawls towards me, keeping his hands behind his back, I grab a collar from the table next to me and open it so the opening faces the boy.

"Boy, place your neck into the collar."

With a massive smile, he leans forward until the cool metal touches his neck. I snap the collar closed and place my index fingerprint on the sensor. Next, I open the Slave app on my phone and select `Register a slave'. The app congratulates me on owning my slave. A light blinks on the collar, indicating it is registered and active.

The boy leans back, crawls backward, and sits on the heels of his feet, keeping his hands behind him the whole time. He is beaming with pride.

I grab another collar and tell his sister it is her time. She crawls forward so she is between my legs. I open the collar. She looks up at me with fear, relief, and excitement all rolled into one. All of which is a good sign. Those emotions will keep her devoted to me! For now, the relief is her motivation. Later, it will be the fear and excitement that will keep her as a devoted slave.

"Go on, girl. Lean forward. Accept my collar and devote yourself to me. You know this is what you want and need."

The girl nods and whispers, "Yes, Master." Then she leans forward, and I close the collar around her neck. Once again, I register the collar. She crawls backward to kneel next to her mother.

I grab another collar and look at the mother.

"Go on, you know what to do."

The mother smiles and crawls forward, allowing herself to be collared like her children. She smiles with pride, similar to her son. Yet, I see relief as well. She finally has found a man brave enough to take ownership of her and her family. I suspect the father is a closeted gay boy. Which is why he allowed all those guys to fuck his wife and himself too. I bet he doesn't even fuck his wife anymore. With all those dominant BI men fucking her, why would she want to be fuck by a submissive gay boy?

I look at the father, "It is time you admit what you are. Your family has come out of the closet as submissives. Now, you need to admit to them you are gay. Tell them!"

He looks at me with fear in his eyes but nods his head. He turns to his children.

"Kids, Master is right. I am gay. I realized that I'm gay shortly after you two were born. I told your mother, and she understood. I suggested we bring a third man into our relationship. We kept searching, but no one wanted to take on a submissive couple with children. As you know, we came to this community for Tony. So he would be accepted as gay. We suspected that Master Eric was a dominant man. We even talk about what it would be like if he owned us. Now, I can't believe it is happening! It has been your mother's and my dream for years. We feared it would mess up Tony since he was friends with Rob. I'm sorry, kids. I never wanted you to be pulled into all this."

Tears are now falling down the father's face. I nod at the boy, indicating that he should comfort his father. The boy crawls to his father and hugs him. I hear the boy whisper something to his father. The father nods and thanks his son.

After a long hug, the sister hugs her father, too. She whispers something in his ear. They all get back in position, kneeling before me, with the father directly in front of me.

The father looks up at me with more resolve than before, "Master, I am ready."

"Good, boy!"

I grab the last collar. This one is slimmer than the rest, so he can hide the collar when he goes to work. Well, that is until he votes volunteer slavery into law. After that, everything will change for him.

"Crawl forward and accept my ownership of you and your family."

He crawls between my legs and places his neck into the collar's opening. I close the collar, hearing the familiar clicking sound. Once again, I place my finger on the collar and register it in the app.

I look down at my slave and grab the collar. I pull him towards my hard cock, and he instinctively opens his mouth. With some effort, he takes the whole cock down his throat.

I look at the children and open my arms. They rush into my arms as if they are now my own children. Except, they are not. They are my slaves. So, I kiss the boy while the girl licks my neck and vice versa. I then guide my slaves to my nipples as I pull the father off my cock. I grab him under his arms and pull him up into my lap. He straddles me. I grab both ass cheeks and lift him, then aim my cock at his hole. I slowly lower him onto me. He kisses me as he slowly fucks himself. The mother takes up position, kneeling between my legs, licking my balls. All four slaves, serve me, and I'm in heaven! This is the life!

To be Continued!

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