For the love of Jason, Part 11
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For the love of Jason (part 11)

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This story takes place in 2425, 400 years after the Great War of 2025. New societies have emerged from the Great War; one is very technologically advanced while others have returned to the Middle Ages. Alexander is from the technologically advanced society and a very wealthy young man, having inherited a huge fortune when his father died. At 20 years of age, he decides to make the trip to the capital’s slave market to buy himself a boy-toy. Someone he could have sex with but someone he could also love. At the slave market he finds all he was looking for, and much more than that. Not only does he find love, but he also finds his own destiny.

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A VERY SERIOUS CRIME WAS COMITTED:

From the beach where he had found Alex, Jason had been running towards the mansion non stop, carrying his lover’s limp body in his strong arms all the way. The mansion was now in view but he was totally exhausted and had problems breathing. Once again, he prayed his God to give him the strength he needed to continue just a few more minutes. It was really a miracle that he had been able to do what he had done and it showed how strong he was. Every part of his body was hurting, but he was still running. His will was stronger than the pain…

Will, the young Private who had fled the rape scene not wanting to participate in such a gruesome crime had been true to his promise. He had gone to the mansion to tell everyone what had happened on the beach, he had talked to Peter… and then he had gone to the military camp to tell his Captain…

By the time Jason approached the mansion, Peter and two big armed slaves were running towards him, to help him…

They met half way and, looking at Peter, Jason said:

“He’s still breathing. But barely. You have to do something Peter, and fast. Please Peter… don’t let him die. Please”.

At that, tears began to flow from Jason’s eyes…

“The two big slaves here will take Alex and carry him over to the clinic. Don’t worry Jason. I’m going to do everything I can to save him. Trust me.”

“I’m going with you. No way I’m going to leave Alex…”

“Fine. Come…”, Peter answered.

The two big slaves took Alex from Jason’ arms who kissed his lover before releasing him into the slaves’ arms.

Just before they reached the clinic, they were met by the Captain and a few military policemen…

“Private Will told me everything” said the Captain. “I’m so… sorry. I’m totally devastated. We caught Private Henry Gluk, the one that participated in the rape of the Senator. He’s being interrogated right now. As for the other one…”

“You’ll find his decapitated body on the beach…”, Jason bluntly answered.

“Right”, the Captain answered. “A detachment is already on its way to that beach…”

“Good”, Jason said. “Now you will excuse us but we have more pressing problems to address”

“Of course. Should you need any assistance from us, we will do all we can… believe me”, the Captain answered in a low voice.

Jason and Peter nodded, and they all went inside the clinic.

“Take him to the operating room”, Peter ordered the two slaves. “And go get William, my assistant. I will need him.”

“I want to stay inside the operating room”, Jason stated…

“Sure. Go scrub and put a hospital gowns on you and don’t forget to put a surgical mask. I’ll stabilize Alex and then, I will go scrub and change…”, Peter answered.

Peter began examining Alex. He was bleeding. Peter could see blood coming our of Alex’s mouth and out of his vagina. It didn’t take Peter long to see that Alex’s ass hole was also bleeding. He was badly bruised, but that didn’t worry Peter. What worried him most was that Alex was running a high fever. That might be a sign that Alex had internal bleeding.

His heart rate was way too high. Maybe his heart was trying to maintain blood pressure and blood flow to his vital organs. Indeed, Alex’s blood pressure was falling. Peter knew that would cause a reduction of the amount of oxygen that can be carried by the blood to all Alex’s body parts. He knew that could lead to organ failure. Alex could suffer a heart attack, a kidney failure or even brain injury. He knew he had to locate the internal hemorrhaging, and fast.

He gave Alex oxygen and injected him with a few things, to try to stabilize him. Then he ran into the other room to scrub and change. While he was scrubbing William, his assistant, arrived.

“Scrub and change”, Peter ordered him. “We have big problems on our hands tonight…”

William did as told and in no time, the two of them were back into the operating room. An few seconds later, they were joined by Jason.

At first, William was horrified to see Alex in that condition. But pretty soon he got hold of himself. While Peter was busy installing an IV, not only for intravenous feeding and medication, but also for blood transfusions, William was busy washing and cleaning Alex’s bruised body.

After that, Peter went back examining Alex…

“I suspect an internal hemorrhage”, he said. “But where?”

William smiled under his surgical mask and said:

“I’m a shaman, doctor. I know the old ways. Let me examine him…”

Peter looked at his assistant and said:

“Fine. Go ahead. But we have to act, and fast…”

William nodded.

Then he began examining Alex’s body with his hands, feeling him… feeling every part of him. Then, after about four or five minutes he announced:

“He has a lung perforation”…

“A pneumothorax”, Peter shouted… “His ribs. I’m sure his chest wall has been perforated by a blow or something. We must operate, and right now”…

William nodded…

Peter turned to Jason and said:

“Go find the Captain. Tell him that I want Doctor Inkart to be flown to the Island quickly. We need him…”

Jason nodded and went out looking for the Captain. It didn’t take him long to find him and he told him what Peter had said…

“I’ve already informed the President of the Senate of what happened, as well as Field Marshal Zuker and Admiral Lutz. An helicopter will take them to the Island a bit later…”

“The hell with the President of the Senate and with Field Marshal Zuker and Admiral Lutz. We couldn’t care less about them. Get Doctor Inkart. He’s the one we need to be here, you hear me? And make sure Captain that he gets here as fast as possible. Cause if the Senator dies, you will have to answer to me and you won’t like that…”

“Yes Sir. Right away”, the Captain answered.

He was already in big trouble, he certainly didn’t want to be blamed for the Senator’s death…

Jason ran back to the clinic, scrubbed one more time and got changed, then he walked back into the operating room…

Peter was already busy operating on Alex. He looked up for a second at Jason who nodded, telling him that Doctor Inkart was on his way…”

“William was right”, Peter said, resuming his work. “Alex has a lung perforation. But it wasn’t too late. Just sit down Jason and let us work…”

He repaired the damage cause to the lung, then stopped the internal bleeding. He had no choice but to remove one broken rib, so it wouldn’t do anymore more damage than it had already done. Then he started working on Alex’s vagina. It wasn’t that bad. Nothing a few stitches wouldn’t solve. Same thing for his ass hole. Peter examined Alex’s mouth. Obviously, Alex had involuntarily bitten his tongue. Although the tongue was bleeding, it wasn’t ruptured. A few self dissolving stitches would be enough to repair the dammage.

Pretty soon, Alex’s heart rate went back to normal. And so did his blood pressure.

“You saved him doctor”, William stated…

“We both saved him William. Thanks William. But he’s not out of the woods yet. The next 48 hours will be critical. There might be some infection developing…”

William nodded…

“The blood transfusions will help. Thank God I thought about setting up a blood and plasma bank here at the clinic…”

Again William nodded…

“OK. Now, let’s clean our patient and then let’s move him into the other room. We’re in for a very long night William. I want us to be with him all the time as the anesthesia runs out. Then, we will sedate him so he doesn’t suffer.”

“Will he be alright?”, Jason asked, crying…

Peter looked at him and said:

“Look Jason… we did all we could. Now, it’s no longer into our hands. Alex is strong so I hope that if there’s an infection developing, his body will fight it. I’ve already injected him with antibiotics. I also gave him the anti-tetanus shot. So now it is for Alex’s body to do the work…”

“Thanks Peter. And thanks to you William. I love you both”, Jason answered. “I’m going to stay here with you guys. If one of you wants to get some sleep during the night, don’t worry. I’ll be here…”

Alex was moved into another room and kept under close observation by Peter, William, and Jason.

He was resting now. He had on a hospital gown, but the front was open instead of the back as there were many wires taped to his chest, connecting the patient to all sorts of medical equipment. Peter had bandaged his ribs… but there was not much he could do with broken ribs. Most of the time, doctors don’t even bandage them. They let them heal all by themselves. But in this case, Peter had to bandage them as Alex had surgery performed on his lung and one rib had been removed.

An IV was taped to his right hand, and all kind of hospital equipment were beeping all around him. Someone looking at Alex might have thought that he was dead, but the monitor indicated his heart was beating. William had washed him right after the surgery and so now he looked clean but very pale. Pale as a ghost. Which made all the bruises and cuts on his body and his face look even more evident and more gruesome.

Jason sat next to Alex’s hospital bed, and he took his lover’s left hand in his own. Leaning over Alex he began whispering to him, over and over again:

“I love you Alex. You’re going to be fine. You’re going to be fine. I’m here for you. Nothing bad is going to happen to you now. I’m here to protect you”

Jason was crying, and he used his free hand to wiped the tears from his face. But he needed to be strong. Alex needed him. So he just sat there, holding Alex’s hand into his, letting Alex pull strength from him. Usually, he was the one borrowing strength from Alex. He felt good at the thought that this time, maybe he could be of help to his lover. For the first time in his life, he realized that he had strength to give and that if he had strength to give away, maybe he was stronger than he thought he was. That thought make him feel good.

Putting his hand on Jason’s shoulder, Peter softly said to him “He’s fighter. Don’t worry… he’s going to make it”

Jason nodded, his eyes full of tears…

Then, Jason asked Peter:

“What have you done with Squirt and John? They were still hospitalized here this afternoon and now they are gone…”

Peter smiled and answered:

“I had them moved out of the clinic and back into the mansion. They were ready to be moved out and I didn’t want them to see Alex like that. Of course, they have no idea of what happened to Alex as I didn’t tell them. I didn’t want a crisis on my hands here at the clinic. I already had enough on my hands, I didn’t need that…” he added, grinning.

Jason nodded and answered:

“Tomorrow morning I will go back to the mansion to talk to them.”

“Good idea. I made sure that no one would tell them anything tonight as I wanted them to get some rest. After all, I operated on them not so long ago. So if you talk to them tomorrow morning, that will be fine…”, Peter commented.

About three hours later, four helicopters landed on the Island…

The Captain at the landing site to greet Doctor Inkart as well as the President of the Senate, Field Marshal Zuker, and Admiral Lutz. Other military personnel were accompanying them. A soldier immediately took the four of them to the clinic.

While Peter was briefing Doctor Inkart, the President of the senate, the Field Marshal, and the Admiral paid a visit to Alex. They saluted Jason then looked at the sleeping shell of Alex. By looking at him, they could hardly believe he was alive. They were very moved and the President of the Senate had tears in his eyes.

“He’s going to make it”, Jason told them. “He’s a fighter”.

The three officials nodded in silence.

Their visit lasted only a few minutes as they didn’t want to disturb the patient. Anyway, they had seen all they wanted to see. The Senator was still alive and maybe he would make it through. But they were still very worried. Such an “incident” was unprecedented. Never before had a Senator been attacked like that. And what made it worst was that he had been attacked and raped by soldiers.

The three officials left the clinic and were taken to the military camp.

At the camp, they received a full report from the Captain and again, young Private Will was interviewed. To the three officials, he repeated his story, making sure the big brass understood that he had not participated into the crime. He confirmed that Private Henry Gluk was not the instigator but that he had participated in the rape of the Senator.

Then, Private Henry Gluk was brought before them. He was chained.

They were told by the Captain that Gluk had signed a confession and had admitted he had been a participant to the Senator’s rape…

Private Gluk was in tears. He made a statement to the officials in which he confirmed that young Private Will had refused to participate in the rape and had fled the scene. He added he was very sorry for what he had done. He concluded his statement by saying there was nothing he could do to undo what had been done and was prepared to suffer the consequences of his acts.

He was questioned by Field Marshal Zuker, who wanted to know all the details, and Private Gluk answered all his question very honestly…

“We have administered a truth serum to him… and he’s telling the truth”, the Captain said to the officials…

“What you did was horrible, young man. There’s no excuse”, the Field Marshal said. “You will suffer the consequences of your acts”, he stated. “As for your punishment, we haven’t decided yet. It will all depends on whether or not the Senator lives. If he lives, we will see. We will take into account the fact that you have admitted to your crimes and that you were not the instigator. The fact that you have signed a complete confession, thus avoiding us an embarrassing trial, will also be taken into account. Your remorse seem to be sincere. That also will be considered. But no decision will be taken until we know for sure if the Senator will make it through…”

The prisonner raised his eyes and, looking at the three officials he said:

“I know I will be put to death and I’m ready for that. But… I would like to know how the Senator is doing? Is he in pain?”

The Field Marshal told the prisonner what he knew about Alex’s condition…

“I hope he’s going to make it”, the prisonner said in a soft voice and with tears in his eyes. “I’m so, so sorry…”

While the big brass were busy interviewing Private Will and Private Henry Gluk, Doctor Inkart was busy examining Alex…

“Fine, fine, fine”, he said, after having performed a complete examination of the patient. “you did exactly what needed to be done. For a young doctor, I’m impressed. I’m very proud of you Peter. And I like the quality of your stitches. You’ve done a good work, Peter. After a while, it will be almost impossible to see any scars. A job well done, my friend”

Peter smiled back at him and said: “Thanks a lot Doctor. But all I know, I learned from you. You were a good teacher, Doctor Inkart. Also, I must tell you that my assistant William helped me a lot. He’s the one who told me about the lung perforation…”

“Oh…and who is he?”, the Doctor asked, out of curiosity…

Peter turned red in the face and answered:

“Um… he’s a shaman. He was the one who was taking care of everyone on the Island before I got here…”, Peter answered.

Doctor Inkart smiled at him and said:

“I’m not surprised. Sometimes we, doctors, think we know everything… but in fact, we still have a lot to learn from people like him. Remember that Peter. You will learn a lot from your assistant…”

Peter nodded…

Then, turning to look around him, Doctor Inkart said:

“This clinic is very well equipped my friend. I’m impressed. You have here all the latest technology. Really Peter, I’m impressed. With all the equipment you have here, there is no need to move your patient to the capital. All we can do now is to keep him under close observation for the next 48 hours…”

“Right”, Peter answered…

“Good. Now go to sleep” Doctor Inkart ordered. “All of you. You need some rest. I will stay with Alex all night long and if something goes wrong during the night, I will wake you up. Don’t worry about that. Now go get some well deserved rest…”

“I want to stay”, Jason said…

Doctor Inkart walked over to him and, planting his hands on Jason’s strong shoulders, he said:

“Look son, I know you love Alex. And I understand what you’ve been through. But what you need now is to get some rest. What good will it do if you stay here with me all night, huh? Don’t worry. If something happens during the night, I will wake you up. Now, go to bed…”

Jason looked at the good Doctor straight in the eyes and, after a few seconds, he asked:

“You will wake me up if something wrong happens?”

“I swear to you I will”, the Doctor answered with a warm smile on his face. Now, go get some rest. That’s an order”.

“Alright”, Jason finally said…

Nothing wrong happened during that night. All night long Doctor Inkart kept checking Alex’s vital signs and he was very please to see that his temperature was dropping pretty fast. Obviously, Alex was fighting any infection that might have been developing.

Very early the morning after the rape, Jason walked from the room he was occupying with Peter at the clinic to Alex’s room, and he was very relieved to see that his lover’s temperature was back to normal. All his vital signs were back to normal. Of course, Alex was now heavily sedated. Being reassured, Jason decided it was time for him to go back to the mansion, to tell everyone what had happened the night before and what was going on with Alex at the present time. He didn’t need to…

Indeed, at the very same time Jason was getting ready to go to the mansion, he was informed that Jake had already organized a meeting at the mansion, to let everyone know exactly what was going on. Peter had talked to him, telling him everything there was to know.

For a 14 year old kid, Jake was acting pretty responsibly. He had taken charge of everything.

Of course Squirt and John were shocked when Jake told them what had happened to Alex… and the twins started crying. They all had tears in their eyes.

Jake looked at the twins and with a nice smile on his face he said:

“Look guys. We are all worried, and we all love Alex. And also, we all love Jason. But what they need right now is our support. Jason has to be convinced that we’re all fine and that he can stay at the clinic with Alex all the time he wants. We don’t want him to be worried about us, do we?”

They all shook their heads “no”…

“Good”, Alex continued. “So we have to be strong and stay calm. We can do that, can’t we?”

Again, they all nodded their heads…

“So I suggest we video-call the clinic to talk to Jason. One by one, we will tell him that we are alright and that we don’t need him here at the mansion. I want all of you to be very convincing. And please, no crying…”

And that’s exactly what happened. Jason was very relieved to hear that everything was alright at the mansion and that he didn’t have to go back there. Other video-calls followed and everyone at the mansion was kept informed of what was going on at the clinic.

The next 48 hours went without any real problem. Jason stayed by Alex’s side all the time, holding his hand and telling him how much he loved him.

“We’ll keep him sedated for another 48 hours”, Peter said… “No need for him to suffer…”

Doctor Inkart nodded…

Peter and Doctor Inkart gave their full report to the big brass. They were more than elated to hear about the good news that indeed, the young Senator was going to make it through.

Now, it was time for them to deal with Private Henry Gluk. Justice had to be rendered. The date was set for the day after.

On that date, all the soldiers assembled in the middle of the camp where a “plaza” had been set in advance. At one end of the plaza a platform had been erected where three empty chairs could be seen. Near the platform, the soldiers could also see what looked like a slab.

This slab was a solid block of wood four feet in height. It was four feet wide and six and a half feet long. The soldiers had no idea why that slab had been put there.

Then the Captain screamed to the soldiers:

“Attention”.

All the soldiers assumed the position… then they saluted as the President of the Senate, Field Marshal Zuker, and Admiral Lutz walked out of a tent and over to the platform. The soldiers had never seen these three important men assembled together before and so they knew the event was an important one.

The National Anthem was played, and after that, the Captain screamed to his soldiers:

“At ease”.

Needless to say his order was immediately obeyed.

Then the condemned man, private Henry Gluk, was walked out from another tent and paraded amongst the soldiers that had assembled to witness what they were sure would be his demise.

Private Gluk was naked, and his wrists were locked onto metal rings attached to a board seven inches wide and five feet long. The board binding his wrists was resting on his shoulders.

The prisoner certainly was a big guy. He was 24, lean and tall with broad deeply-tanned shoulders. What an amazing physique. Not a bit of fat on him, just six feet of tightly packed sinew and muscle, rippling and flexing like a steroid lion as he was forced to parade in front of the soldiers, carrying the board that was resting on his broad shoulders. The weight of the board didn’t seem to bother him one bit.

His hair was naturally dirty brown but months in the hot sun had streaked it golden blonde. He had strong, massive arms and legs. His biceps were like cannonballs: round, hard and defined. His arms and legs were sprayed with silky golden threads of hair. His eyes were deep blue, the same color as the sea behind the camp. Indeed, Private Gluk was a very good-looking man. A hunk, I should say… with a godlike physique.

His body was deeply tanned all over, the man having spent many hours sunbathing in the nude. A patch of sun-kissed brown hair between his big pectorals continued in a soft, fuzzy line to his waist where it began to thicken across his belly. Down below, everyone could see his enormous but perfectly shaped dick. It rose from a dense patch of pubic hair and thickened towards the tip. The plump, flushed glans peered angrily from it’s velvety cowl of pink skin. Many soldiers couldn’t help noticing his round tanned ass, and his large pendulous balls hanging between his thick muscular legs. A few of them got hard in their pants, just by looking at the stud parading in front of them.

The soldiers could clearly see that no marks were showing on his firm body. Obviously, the guy had not been tortured nor whipped. But he was dirty.

The prisoner was brought by two strong soldiers in front of the platform, very close to where the slab was standing. The prisoner looked at the slab, not knowing what it was for nor why it was there.

“Present him to the officials”, boomed the Captain.

The soldiers pushed private Henry Gluk in front of them.

The President of the Senate then raised from his chair and said:

“Private Henry Gluk, you’ve been accused of having disobeyed a strict order not to leave your camp. You have also been accused of having raped a free citizen of our country who was also a respected member of the Senate. This crime is punishable by death. However, you have pleaded guilty to your crimes; you were not the instigator of those crimes and you have shown remorse. We have determined that your remorse was sincere. Most of all… your victim, our beloved Senator, is alive and we are told that he will eventually recuperate…”

The President of the Senate then paused for a few seconds. Then, looking at the prisonner, he said:

“In view of the foregoing and in accordance to the law, you will be spared the death penalty. However, due to the gravity of your crimes, you will lose your liberty and will be reduced to slavery. You will become the property of the State, who will dispose of you as it sees fit. As for the rest of your punishment, a large part of it will be performed in public here today, on this plaza. The last part of your punishment will consist in your total nullification, meaning that not only will your penis and your balls will be removed, but also your prostate and your nipples. That last part of your punishment will be administered to you later, in private. I now invite Field Marshal Zuker to read a proclamation.”

Field Marshal Zuker rose from his chair and began reading a proclamation:

“Private Henry Gluk, you are hereby discharged from the army with disgrace. You are further stripped of your status of free citizen of our country and hereby reduced to slavery. You are no longer one of us. You are now a slave, to be treated accordingly.”

Having read that proclamation, Field Marshal Zuker walked back to his chair to sit, and the President of the Senate nodded to the Captain who screamed:

“Soldiers, clean and shave that slave.”

Several soldiers came with buckets of water, soap and brushes. They drenched the prisoner with water and applied soap with scrub brushes. After the prisoner was thoroughly lathered, four soldiers started to shave him, from head to toes.

While one soldier was shaving the prisoner’s head, another one was shaving his armpits and his chest. A third one shaved his pubes and his legs while the forth one was busy shaving his butt and his hole. Of course, his strong arms were also shaved.

Later, his body hair would be permanently removed but for now, that treatment would have to do.

Then, the soldiers retrieved a few buckets of water to rinse away the soap and the hair.

The prisoner was dried with linens, so that everyone could see that he was now totally devoid of hair, except for his eyebrows. He was forced to turn around, so that everybody could see that he no longer had body hair. Many soldiers were really excited to see the prisoner’s strong body now totally hairless, and some of them had wet spots on their pants…

The Captain looked at the prisoner and smirked. “Take him to the slab”, he barked.

The captive was taken to the slab. He looked at it and saw that there was a metal wheel that locked into saw-tooth gears on one end. At that end on top were two metal rings three feet apart. These were opened and his ankles were placed inside as he was forced to sit on the slab. While the ankle locks were clamped shut, two other soldiers grabbed the board which had bound him, and forced him to lie face up on the slab. Now they stretched his arms past the other end of the slab and brought the board down towards the ground. Soldiers had earlier installed two cranks to the ground at this end of the slab. Attached to each crank was a chain, which two soldiers weapped around and locked to the board. Now, they pulled the board away from the slab, stretching the prisoner lengthwise.

Turning the cranks, the chains pulled the prisoner’s bound wrists down until they were twenty inches from the ground. The end of the slab stopped at the prisoner’s shoulder blades. His head hanging off the edge and his arms were stretched beyond his head and down towards the ground. This caused his rib cage to rise high into the air.

The prisoner’s body was totally exposed, his limp dick and his big balls resting between his spread legs.

The ex private, now a slave, was already struggling to breathe. Being stretched like this compressed his diaphragm so that his stomach could hardly rise to receive air. He glared at the Captain and said:

“Do what you have to do. I’m guilty. And I’m so sorry for what I did.”

The Captain nodded back to him.

“Start with 20 blows”, boomed the Captain.

Two soldiers approached the slab. Each was carrying a leather strap one inch in width. Ex-private Gluk, now slave Henry lifted his head to watch them take their positions on either side of the slab. Allowing his head to fall back, he silently cried, tears running down his cheeks.

“Whip him”, the Captain ordered, with all the soldiers watching.

The two soldiers began alternating blows with the straps, each one striking across the captive’s chest. Henry’s arms bulged as he struggled against the board stretching him. This made his chest expand even bigger as it received the blows, one from his left, then from his right.

He never screamed. His punishment was well deserved and he accepted it. He took it like a man.

“Cover the entire chest”, barked the Captain.

The straps landed with accuracy, striking from the armpits to the end of Henry’s rib cage. One struck his sternum, another across his nipples. The leather was too wide to draw blood, but red marks began to form upon his skin.

After 20 blows, the whipping stopped. The Captain wanted to give Henry a little break.

After about five minutes, the Captain screamed:

“20 more blows”

And the whipping of Henry’s chest resumed. Ten from each side, creating more marks before it stopped.

Now Henry’s chest was heaving as he tried to regain oxygen and recover from the chest whipping. With one gulp of air he blurted:

“I’m so sorry for what I did.”

He then groaned and gasped for air.

The Captain looked at the President of the Senate who nodded, meaning that it was enough with the whipping.

The three dignitaries had made it clear that, after the whipping of the prisoner, they would leave, not wanting to witness the rest of the sentence executed on him. They didn’t want to degrade themselves by watching what was about to happen…

As soon as they had left the platform, the captain turned to look at one of the soldiers and barked:

“Go get Brutus. His turn has come”.

The soldier walked to a tent and Henry turned his head to see who was Brutus.

It didn’t take him long to find out.

Out of the tent walked a big slave. He was a huge, hulking man with powerful chest and arms. He was completely nude and Henry watched the man’s menacing penis swing side to side as he walked towards the slab. He had not been castrated and had huge balls.

“Have fun”, the Captain said to Brutus. “He’s yours. He’s a slave now so don’t worry about the consequences. Don’t kill him, though…

Brutus nodded…

After seeing how big Brutus’ dick was soft, Henry knew his erection would be huge, but later he would realized that it was even larger than he had imagined it would be. Brutus’ dick was at least eleven inches long and seven inches in diameter when hard. Henry didn’t know it yet, but it was a real fist full. And that’s the reason why Brutus had been brought to the Island, to administer part of the punishment Henry had suffer.

For a few seconds, the beast scanned the young victim’s terribly stretched body with his eyes. He stalked around the slab, scrutinizing every inch of Henry’s firm form. It was as if he had been given quarry to hunt down and destroy.

Licking his lips, his eyes finally stopped. Henry lifted his head best he could to see what was happening. Brutus was looking at the new slave’s balls. He started to drool and reached down to take the new slave’s balls into his right hand, and he smiled…

Henry dropped his head and whispered to himself: “Oh, my God”…

Suddenly, Brutus brought his fist full bore onto Henry’s balls.

Henry screamed in pain, and tears began flowing down his cheeks…

Brutus laughed, and began pounding Henry’s balls. Henry screamed with each pounding. The beast was masterful in his accuracy, making sure each pounding of his big fist only struck the prisoner’s balls, not his dick.

“You like that my pretty, don’t you”, Brutus asked Henry, laughing. “How do you like to be abused, huh? Now, maybe you’ll understand how the Senator felt when you raped him. But… ohhhhh… I’m not over yet. Far from it”

Having said that, Brutus climbed on the slab and kneeled on the chest of his victim.

Then he grabbed his victim’s head and pulled it up, bringing them face-to-face. “You’re now going to blow me, my pretty. And you better do a good job cause if you don’t, you have no idea how much you will suffer. Open your mouth wide, and take my beautiful dick. And watch your teeth”, Brutus screamed at him. “Cause if you hurt me, you will lose them.”

Brutus’ dick was massive. And of course Henry, having never blown anyone before, didn’t know what to do.

Holding the prisonner by the nape of his neck, Brutus eased Henry’s face between his legs, placing his huge dick on his forehead.

“Inhale deeply, my pretty. Smell my big balls. Smell the funk of sweat and piss”, Brutus said, grinning…

Henry did as ordered and the soldiers all around laughed…

“Open your mouth. Wide”, Brutus ordered.

Again, Henry did as asked and Brutus slipped his dick past his lips.

The prisoner’s position made it possible for Brutus to insert his potent dick completely into Henry’s mouth and throat. He gagged, but Brutus was relentless. Henry’s face was pressed firmly into Brutus’ crotch. He couldn’t see, he couldn’t breath. He was totally dominated by the big slave.

Brutus rhythmically pumped his dick into Henry’s face, and he soon found his cadence with all the soldiers watching. Some had their hands inside their pants and were jacking-off…

Brutus’ cock would leave Henry’s throat for just a second, and he could gasp a bit of air before the big slave pounded his meat back into his swollen mouth. The force of his face-fucking made the Henry gag a few times but after a while he relaxed his throat and stopped gagging. Realizing that, Brutus smiled to himself and he forced himself deeper into the prisoner’s mouth.

For the first time in his life, Henry tasted the salty tang of precum lubricating his tongue.

Brutus’ thick, richly veined dick swelled in Henry’s throat as his balls contracted. Henry knew the big slave was about to pop a huge load in his mouth. He prayed that he wouldn’t drown on his gushing torrent of cum.

Brutus grabbed Henry’s head and drew him firmly on his dick as he mainlined repeated loads down his throat. Henry choked and gagged it down, as Brutus pulled himself out of the prisoner’s throat long enough for him to swallow. He shot the last volley of rich, creamy jizz on Henry’s amazed face, rubbing it into his eyes and lips with his huge dick.

Then, Brutus began slapping the prisonner in the face with it. What a humiliation. The soldiers were all laughing, many having reached orgasm while watching Henry being humiliated.

Brutus let go of Henry’s head, and it collapsed on the slab…

The big slave then looked at the soldiers and said:

“He loved it. He loved my big dick in his cocksuckin’ mouth. He will make a good whore”, he added, laughing…

Hearing that, the soldiers burst out laughing…

“Oh but don’t worry guys. I’m not done yet,”, the big slave added…

Looking down at Henry, he ordered:

“Lick my big balls while I jack-off. And lick them well…”

Henry looked at the massive balls. He had no choice so he began licking and kissing them. He did his best to please the beast…

“Yeah, just like that. Perfect”, the beast said in a horny voice…

Brutus’ dick was growing even larger and pretty soon, precum started to ooze and land on Henry’s cheeks. Henry let out a slight whimper as he was forced to withstand another humiliation…

After a few minutes, Brutus said:

“Open your mouth my pretty. I’m about to give you another load of my delicious jizz. I know you love it. And you better swallow it all. You better get use to swallow jizz, cause from now on, you’re going to do that a lot…

Henry opened his mouth wide, as ordered. Then he felt a warm, gooey liquid strike his tongue. The beast’s sperm landed not only on his tongue and mouth but also on his nose and cheeks. He shot air out of his nose, trying to blow away the offending mass of sperm…

Then, Brutus rammed his big throbbing dick deep inside Henry’s mouth and shouted:

“Take my jizz… all of it. Suck me dry, slave. Learn.”

Taken by surprise, Henry began to swallow as fast as he could as warm jizz started to invade his mouth.

Although it was very humiliating, Henry had to admit to himself that indeed, Brutus jizz tasted good. He was shocked to realized that he liked the taste...

Realizing what a good job Henry was doing, sucking his dick dry… Brutus began laughing hysterically and, looking at the soldiers who were watching, he said:

“If I wasn’t a slave myself, I’d buy this guy. He’s really talented. His mouth is a real vacuum cleaner.”

The soldiers all laughed…

Henry should have been totally overwhelmed by this ultimate degradation inflicted on him but… he wasn’t. He had never performed a blow job on a man before and of course, he had never swallowed another guy’s load before. Now, he had done it twice in a row and although he wasn’t ready to admit it to himself. he had kind of liked the experience.

Brutus looked down at Henry and gently stroked his face…

“It’s time to lose your cherry, my pretty…”, he said, grinning… “It’s time for you to give up that slippery pussy to me…”

Henry was terrified.

He really began to understand how the Senator had felt just prior to being raped time and again…

The Captain ordered four soldiers to uncuff the prisonner and turn him over to his stomach. Then, the prisonner was cuffed back onto the slab.

Brutus examined Henry’s beautiful and firm bubble butt and salivated…

“Yup”, he said… “It’s time for you slave to give that slippery pussy to me”.

At that, he slapped the prisoner’s ass with his open hand. Henry jumped in surprise. Brutus slapped him again, this time harder.

“Please, please… don’t fuck me. Please”, Henry pleaded…

Brutus laughed…

“You’re my bitch, faggot. You ain’t got no choice whether I take your sorry ass or not. It ain’t up to you. I gotta make sure you understan’ who’s callin’ the shots around here”, the big slave said as he lay his massive body on top of Henry.

The prisonner felt Brutus’ massive chest pressed on his back, his cock fully hard again.

Brutus began rubbing his dick between Henry’s ass cheeks.

“Um… I love the velvety feeling of your hairless butt my pretty”, Brutus commented…

“Oh please, please… don’t do that”, Henry pleaded one more time…

Brutus laughed and with his right hand, he guided his enormous dick against Henry’s quivering sphincter. Brutus wasn’t using lub. Henry’s first experience at being ass fucked would be a dry one, except for the precum coming out of the big slave’s dick…

Brutus suddenly slid forward on Henry’s back, sending his immense mushroom head past his rosy pucker. The muscles tightened, and the prisonner tried to expel the huge invader in his rectum, but Brutus was unrelenting, pushing further in, ignoring Henry’s moans of anguish and pain as the huge dick made it’s way into the prisoner’s body.

Henry gasped. He opened his mouth and guttural noises rose from it. They seemed unnatural. This excited Brutus. A lot. Henry twisted and writhed in his bounds, but he had nowhere to go, with Brutus’ mighty hips wedged firmly between his outstretched legs. The massive dick was splitting him open, and there was nothing he could do to make the big slave stop.

Brutus held still about halfway into the prisoner’s ass, a good five inches of his meaty dick buried in his hot gut, and he moaned as he paused, savoring the delightful feeling.

“Ohhhh… your tight my pretty. I love the feeling. I hope you love it as much as I do”, Brutus said, laughing…

The soldiers burst out laughing. They were really enjoying the show…

Henry didn’t answer. He didn’t cry in pain, although he wanted to. He was breathing hard, but did his best to remain calm as his ass was adjusting to the breathtaking size of the big slave’s dick stuffed in his ass. He started thinking that he couldn’t possibly be in a worst situation. He lay outstretched on the slab under the big slave’s hulking body, Brutus’ hard muscles tensing and flexing on his back and his huge dick held rock-hard in his aching butt. And all of that in front of the soldiers, his ex-comrade-in-arms. How humiliating. How degrading.

Henry felt the sting of the straps on his chest, and the burning of the welts rising where he was marked. And now he had this big dick stuffed in his ass and it hurt like hell…

“Please Senator, please, forgive me for what I have done to you. I’m so, so sorry”, Henry said to himself, preparing himself to have his ass pounded hard by the massive dick…

Now, Brutus lay with his dick in his ass, his chest heaving, his hips poised to propel the rest of his mighty dick deep into his bowel. Laughing, the big slave said:

“You’re gonna love it, sweetie. I know your faggot ass will love it…”

At that, Brutus sank the rest of his dick into Henry’s ass. His face showed that he was enthralled.

Henry gasped in pain but again, he didn’t scream. His submission was complete. His eyes were watering as his teeth clenched and his lower body cramped up, including the muscles around the big slave’s dick. Brutus’ jaw dropped open in an expression of ecstasy when he felt the pressure increase. He savored the warm, smooth feel of the prisoner’s rectum. Henry’s ass was hot to his dick. So much precum was now flowing out of the big slave’s dick that before long, Henry’s tight ass started feeling like slippery velvet to Brutus.

Then Brutus began ramming his huge tool in and out of the prisoner’s ravaged bottom.

At first, the pain was intense for Henry, and he cried out in agony. But after a while, he began to relax as his ass became adjusted Brutus’ big dick. As his ass ring released its grip on Brutus’ dick, the pain quickly vanished. To be replace by a feeling Henry had never experience before. Pretty soon, his dick started to go hard under him and it began leaking precum as Brutus kept hitting his prostate with his huge tool. The faster Brutus was ramming his dick into his ass, the better it began to feel. Henry wondered how it was possible to be in rapturous bliss and agony at the same time…

Soon, Brutus’ moans were mixed with the muffled cries of the prisonner. But they were no longer cries of pain. They were now cries of pleasure.

Henry could not understand what was happening to him. He had no idea that being fucked in the ass like that could bring such pleasure. He was stunned…

Before long, the delirium of lust was overtaking his senses and soon, he felt the inevitable orgasm traveling through his body. Then he moaned and shuddered as he felt his orgasm roll over him. As he began shooting his jizz on the slab he clenched his ass muscle around Brutus’ dick and that sent the big slave over the edge as he cried out in joy. Brutus’ orgasm followed a second later, his warm load spurting into the prisoner’s bowels.

“Ahhhhh…”, Brutus moaned, ramming his big dick in and out of Henry’s ass as fast as he could, shooting his jizz within his captive’s moist hole. The big slave couldn’t believe how good it felt.

Henry felt Brutus spurt his warm juices deep inside him and he loved the feeling. He was shocked my his own reaction. He had never expected that to happen…

For a few seconds, Brutus continued to savor the warm, smooth feel of Henry’s rectum but then he had to take his still very hard dick out of it when the captain shouted:

“That’s enough for now”, the Captain shouted.

Brutus reluctantly got off Henry’s body. Obviously, Henry was exhausted and the Captain wanted him to recuperate a little before his punishment could go on…

Buckets of water were retrieved by two soldiers and they drenched the prisonner with water, to clean him a little…

The Captain motioned to other soldiers to remove Henry’s body from the slab, and he was unchained. The vertebrae in his back snapped and popped as he was released from his ungodly stretching. Then he heard the Captain bark:

“Take him to the cross”

“What cross?”, Henry asked himself, in a moment of panic. He had not seen the cross or, maybe, he had not paid attention to it.

He turned to look around and that’s when he saw a Saint Andrew’s cross standing upright directly across the plaza.

The prisonner was brought to it and forced to face the cross where he was bound to the leather straps on the cross and left hanging there for a few minutes, stretched in an “X” shape, his bubble butt visible to everyone. He was humiliated when he felt sperm leak from his hole.

The Captain nodded to Brutus who walked over to the prisonner…

“I saw that you came on the slab while I was fucking you, my pretty. You loved it, didn’t you? Well… you’re gonna love what is about to happen to you…”, the big slave said, laughing hard.

Henry jolted as six nude slaves walked out of a tent. He remembered how Brutus’ dick had menacingly swing from side to side… and now he was watching six at once. The difference this time was that these men were fully erect. Obviously, their dicks had been injected with something, to make them grow so big. Henry thought that it was the only logical explanation as never before had he seen dicks so big.

The six slaves approached the cross and stopped, three standing on each side of the bounded prisonner.

“Your turn slaves. Take turns”, the Captain barked.

One of them approached the cross and buried his face between the prisoner’s ass cheeks. He began licking his hole, savoring the jizz Brutus had shot in there. Then, he entered the prisonner from behind. Henry didn’t scream as he already had been butt-fucked hard by Brutus.

One after the other, the six slaves gang-raped the prisonner, to the pleasure of the soldiers who were watching.

One slave gave some slack to the leather straps that were holding the prisonner to the cross and he slipped himself between the cross and the prisonner, facing him. Henry was now looking at the slave straight in the eyes, and he could feel the slave’s hard dick pressed under his balls. The slave looked at the prisonner, then began kissing him hard on the mouth.

At first, Henry was totally humiliated. Of course, he had never been kissed by a man before. He pulled on his leather straps, trying to break them. He felt the need to escape this assault as it was unnatural. The leather straps were too thick and he knew he would have to endure this torment. He was no longer in control of his masculinity and pretty soon, he resigned himself.

The slave kept kissing him and before he knew it, Henry had surrendered. He had lost all memory of his disgust that a man, not a woman, was doing this to him. As a matter of fact, he had never been kissed like that by a woman before. This slave knew what he was doing and he was a real good kisser. Henry started to return the favor and pretty soon, the two men were kissing hard. Henry’s penis throbbed and precum began to engulf the head of it as it pointed up. He began wishing someone would attend to that.

A soldier then walked to the cross and unbounded the captive’s legs. Two other soldiers forced his legs up and forced Henry to sit on the slave’s big throbbing dick who was facing him, kissing him hard all the time. Before he knew it, Henry was impaled on the huge dick. The slave moaned in pleasure inside Henry’s mouth. Then a second slave walked over to the cross, and pushed his big dick inside the prisoner’s hole, along the other slave’s dick.

At first, Henry felt pain from the double penetration but he forced himself to relax and soon his ass ring abdicated, allowing the two big dicks to fit inside his warm chute. The prisoner’s dick was hard pressed against the smooth stomach of the slave that was kissing him and it didn’t take long before it started leaking with precum…

Brutus was watching all the time, playing with his hard dick. Many soldiers had their dicks out of their pants and were jacking-off while watching the prisonner being double fucked.

Brutus let out a booming laugh. “Ahhhh my pretty, you love it don’t you?”

All the soldiers laughed…

The two slaved fucking the prisonner screamed in unison as they began shooting their loads deep inside the captive. Henry moaned into the slave’s mouth when he felt his own warm juices spurt onto the slave’s stomach.

Brutus clapped his hands and the still erect slaves dismounted the prisonner, cum dripping from their dicks.

Two soldiers forced Henry’s legs apart and again, they were bound to the cross.

Brutus walked over to the prisonner and knelt between the captive’s thighs. He looked at the stretched hole and laughed…

“You’re ready my pretty. You’re gonna love this…”

Without saying another word, Brutus shove four fingers deep inside Henry’s hole. He wasn’t using lub but then, Henry’s hole was pretty well lubed up with all the jizz the slaves had shot in his ass…

Henry moaned when he felt the four big fingers inside his hole and he began squirming when he felt the fingers playing with his prostate. His dick got hard instantly.

With his other hand, Brutus went for his captive’s dick and he laughed hard when he saw that Henry’s dick was hard and dripping with precum…

Brutus turned his head to look at the soldiers and said:

“My little pretty his hard guy, and he likes it…”

Again, the soldiers laughed…

At that, Brutus pulled out his fingers, cupped his four fingers and his thumb together tightly and pushed them back inside the prisoner’s hole, up to the second knuckle. Henry’s hole, having been double fucked by two big dicks, was now “enlarged” and his ass muscle didn’t fight hard when his ass was invaded by Brutus’ massive fingers.

By now, Henry’s hole was loose and sloppy and Brutus laughed at that. Again, he turned to look at the soldiers and said:

“Watch this…”

Then, he pushed his hand hard into Henry who screamed as the big slave’s wrist entered his ass. He pulled on the straps, swaying back and forth, trying to get away from the big wrist inside his ass…

The soldiers burst out laughing… and so did Brutus.

After a few seconds, Henry’s ass muscle went completely slack and, realizing what had happened, Brutus pushed his hand real hard into the captive’s rectum.

“Oh god… Oh god…”, Henry groaned.

He had never felt anything like that before. Pain and pleasure, pleasure and pain.

And when Brutus used his hand to massage Henry’s prostate, he almost fainted. It felt so… good.

“You like it my pretty, don’t you?”, Brutus asked, laughing…

Brutus turned to look at a soldier who was standing by and he made a sign to him.

The soldier walked over to the cross with something in his hand and Brutus nodded to him.

The soldier smiled. What he had in his hand was an elastrator. He showed it around to the soldiers who all laughed. They all knew what this implement was for.

Closing the handles of this double-action, scissors-like instrument, the soldier opened the jaws to dilate the black rubber ring. Then, he slipped this over the scrotum of the prisonner and he slowly released the handles. The ring was now in place and so, the soldier withdraw his tool…

The rubber ring was thick and very strong. It had sufficient strength to close off all the blood vessels to the prisoner’s big balls to slough…

Henry was experiencing so much pain/pleasure from being fisted for the first time that he didn’t even notice his big balls had been trapped. However, his ball sack turned a dark red almost immediately.

Brutus laughed, then pushed his hand even deeper inside Henry’s rectum. Before long, his forearm had totally disappeared. The soldiers couldn’t believe their eyes, as Brutus’ forearm was really big.

Henry gasped at the incredible feeling.

Then, Brutus began fucking him with his forearm. Henry relaxed his ass muscle even more, and he began to enjoy the fuck not knowing that his big balls were slowly dying. He began humping on Brutus forearm and before long, Brutus realized that he was inside Henry’s ass canal up to his elbow.

Brutus began to twist his fist inside Henry’s rectum who moaned in pleasure. The prisoner’s dick was rock hard and dripping precum like never before. Thanks to the incredible intense feelings he was experiencing, Henry never realized that his balls had now turned deep purple.

Brutus continued to twist his fist inside his victim and after a few minutes, a thick rope of cum shot from Henry’s dick.

“Oh my god”, Henry shouted as he experienced the strongest orgasm ever.

Brutus laughed and said:

“I hope you enjoyed the ride my pretty, cause this was your last ejaculation ever. Pretty soon, you’ll be a eunuch”…

Suddenly, Henry realized what was going on. His balls were dying. And he began to feel the pain. But there was nothing he could do to prevent the outcome. He turned his head to look at Brutus and said:

“Thank you Brutus. You gave me the best orgasm I ever had. I’m now ready to become a eunuch. At least, I have experienced that kind of pleasure and I will always remember you for that…”

Brutus leaned over Henry and planted a kiss on the prisoner’s head. Then leaning to his ear he said:

“I’m glad you liked the experience my pretty. If I could, I would do everything I could to prevent your total nullification. I like you. What you did was wrong, but I think you’re a good man my pretty. But there’s nothing I can do to prevent what’s going to happen to you from happening…”

Henry nodded and said:

“It’s my destiny, Brutus. I’m paying for what I did…”

“There is nothing else to see”, the Captain barked to the soldiers. “You are now free to do whatever you want with the rest of the day, but remember: do not leave the camp”

The Captain turned to the two guards that were standing near the cross and ordered them to take Henry to the clinic, so the doctor could take care of him.

The soldiers executed the order, and by the time they reached the clinic with their prisonner, his balls were dead.

Peter was there at the clinic, waiting for the prisonner to arrive. He knew the prisonner had pleaded guilty to all the accusations, and he knew Henry had expressed sincere remorse for what he had done. The two soldiers told him in details what had happened to the prisonner over the last hours.

“Now, release the prisonner into my custody”, Peter ordered the two soldiers…

“Do you want us to stay at the clinic, to make sure the prisonner doesn’t try to run away…”, one of the soldiers asked.

“No”, Peter answered. “I’m going to inject him with a tranquilizer and then you can leave. Just move him over to the operating room.”

Peter injected Henry with a tranquilizer and then he was taken to the operating room.

“Thank you”, Peter said to the soldiers. “You can leave now…”

The soldiers saluted him, then they left.

Peter turned to look at Henry. He examined his beautiful body, and his dick twitched in his pants. This guy was really a hunk, Peter thought to himself…

“Are you in pain?”, he asked Henry…

“It’s not so bad”, the new slave answered with tears in his eyes… “I earned it. Because of what I did to the Senator. I can’t change the past. I wish I could, but I can…”

Peter nodded then said:

“Well… you have suffered enough for today. I’m going to anesthetize your balls, and then I will remove them. Anyway, the are already dead…”

Henry nodded.

“Do you prefer a total or a partial anesthesia?”

“A partial anesthesia would be OK. Thanks for asking…”, Henry answered.

Again, Peter nodded. Then he asked Henry:

“How old are you?”

“24”, Henry answered with tears streaming down his cheeks…

“Look Henry… like I said, you have suffered enough. You have to be totally nullified but if I have my way… it won’t be a total nullification. Anyway, I can’t do that today. First, I have to remove your balls and then you need some time to recuperate before I can perform any other surgery on you. What you did was wrong, and the Senator suffered a lot because what you and your comrade did to him. But I know that your remorse is sincere. So… what I intend to do is to let the Senator decide about your total nullification. In my opinion, you could be nullified… but not totally nullified. Of course, you will lose your balls and your dick, but I will recommend the Senator to leave you with your prostate and your nipples. Should he agree, you would still be able to experience sexual pleasure.”

Henry looked at Peter with tears in his eyes and said:

“Why would the Senator agree to that? I raped him. I made him suffer a great deal. I see no reason why he would allow me to experience pleasure in the future…”

Peter grinned, then he said:

“You don’t know the Senator. He’s a great man. He has compassion and I admire him for that. He’s a good man, Henry. Trust me on that…”

Just as he was saying that, William, his assistant, walked into the operating room.

“I’m ready to assist you doctor”, he said…

“Good. I’m going to scrub and change, and I’ll be back in a sec”, Peter answered.

A few minutes later, Peter walked back into the operation room, looked at Henry and asked him:

“Ready?”

Henry nodded.

Peter injected him with the local anesthesia and when he was sure his patient couldn’t feel any pain, he started working on him.

He removed the rubber ring then he began removing Henry’s black ball sack. It didn’t take him very long to do that.

“I am a eunuch now, don’t I?”, Henry asked…

“You were already a eunuch when the soldiers brought you in. Now, it doesn’t make much of a difference does it?”, Peter answered in a soft voice…

“I guess not…”

Having removed Henry’s balls and scrotum, Peter took all his time to stitch everything back so his patient wouldn’t be left with an ugly scar.

“Why do you take so much time stitching him?”, the assistant asked Peter…

“I want to do a good job. I think this man is worth it…”, Peter answered…

“I don’t understand”, the assistant answered. “After all he did to the Senator…”

“Yeah, he made a big mistake”, Peter answered. “But we all make mistakes in our life, don’t we? And if we really feel sorry for what we did, I think we all have the right for a second chance.”

The assistant looked at Henry’s face and saw tears streaming down his cheeks…

“You’re right doctor”, the assistant replied. “You’re a good man doctor. And I’m proud to be your assistant…”

Peter smiled under his surgical mask and nodded. Then he said:

“That’s it. I’m done.”

Peter and his assistant looked at his job, and the assistant said:

“You did a great job, doctor. He won’t be left with an ugly scar, that’s for sure…”

“Thanks William. Yeah… I think I did a good job on him”, Peter answered. Then, looking at Henry, he said:

“Don’t worry Henry. If I have my way… your sexual life isn’t over. Just trust me”.

Henry nodded and said:

“Thanks doctor. Indeed, you are a good man. Thanks. I don’t know what to say…”

“Then, don’t say anything”, Peter answered, laughing.

Peter then turned to his assistant and said:

“Take him to his room. As I’m staying here for the night, you can leave after that. I won’t need you anymore. Thanks for your help.”

The assistant rolled Henry out of the room and, with the help of two other slaves, he installed the patient into a comfortable bed.

“Get some rest”, the assistant said to Henry. “I hope the Senator will have as much compassion for you as the doctor did…”

Henry was left alone. Looking at the ceiling, he began to think. Maybe the Senator would forgive him for what he had done to him. Maybe he would show compassion. Then, maybe not. The doctor had said that he would talk to the Senator, so maybe… just maybe, he would be left with his prostate and his nipples intact. If so, he would still be able to experience sexual pleasures. The doctor had said so. But if his prostate and his nipples were to be removed, he would never experience sexual pleasures again and he knew that. His life would be over. Should this happen, Henry decided that at the first opportunity, he would kill himself.

He slowly drifted into sleep, thinking about that, asking himself what the Senator would decide…

Hey guys… it took me a long time to write this new chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. If you did, PLEASE let me know. Maybe you have lost interest in my story. I didn’t get many reviews and comments on my last chapter. If indeed you lost interest in the story, there’s no point for me to continue writing it, is there? So please, let me know if I should go on writing it…

LIST OF CHARACTERS AND PLACES

Alexander (AKA Alex): A young Senator from a rich family; the owner of Thelo Island; was 20 years old when he bought Jason and Squirt;

Brad: Is Shaun’s identical twin brother and is Peter’s cousin; was 13 years old when he moved to Thelo Island;

Dick: The big football jock who initiated the rape; a private in the Army; lost his head;

Gregory: Plantation manager on Thelo Island;

Gluk: See “Henry”;

Henry: A private in the Army; participated in the rape; ran away from Jason; admitted to his crime and was punished;

Inkart: A famous doctor in the capital; has performed surgeries on Alex, Jason and the twins; had Peter as his assistant;

Jake (AKA Dick): A mulatto slave who belongs to John; was 14 years old when he moved with his owner to Thelo Island;

Jason: Born in Britannia and taken as a slave to Alex’s country; was 17 years old when he was bought by Alex; older brother to Squirt;

John: Born and raised on Kristina Island; was 15 years old when his whole family was massacred during a slave revolt;

King: A slave on Thelo Island, with a real big dick;

Kristina Island: Island where John was born and raised; An important slave revolt took place on that Island;

Lokoff: John’s family name;

Peter: Was Doctor Inkart’s assistant in the capital; the twins Brad and Shaun are his younger cousins; moved to Thelo Island at Alex’s invitation;

Shaun: Is Brad’s identical twin brother and is Peter’s cousin; was 13 years old when he moved to Thelo Island;

Strass: Captain of the Tirana;

Squirt (AKA Steven): Born in Britannia and taken as a slave to Alex’s country; was 12 years old when he was bought by Alex; younger brother to Jason;

Steven: See “Squirt”;

Thelo Island: Owned by Alex; located in the Aegean Sea; has a large olive plantation on it; it’s main export product is olive oil; more than 200 hundred slave toil on that plantation;

Tirana: Name of a damaged warship; his Captain asked Alex for help;

Twins: Shaun and Brad; identical twins;

Will: A young private who refuses to participate in the rape;

William: The old shaman on Thelo Island; is now Peter’s new assistant.

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