"He's a great kid isn't he," Brandon said from the bedroom doorway. He had just returned home.

"Aaron's the best," I replied as I got up and we left the boy's bedroom closing the door behind us.

"Brandon," I said. "Did you ever meet a man named Lester DelRay?"

Brandon's mouth dropped open and he had a look of pure terror on his face, "Doug do you know Lester?" he said once he had regained his wits.

"Yes, I've has some professional dealings with Mr. DelRay," I replied. "As you know I'm a medical doctor but what you may not know is I have cloned humans. About ten years ago Lester approached with a business offer. He had managed to obtain biological material, DNA, from a number of child movie stars and famous boy singers from the late 20th century. He wanted me to clone them so he could sell the clones to childless couples. At least that was what he said."

"What did you do?" Brandon asked.

"As you know a clone is nothing more than a biologically engineered identical twin. I don't see anything inherently immoral in cloning. But Lester seemed a bit creepy to me. I wanted to say no. I should have said no."

"You worked for him?" Brandon asked.

"Yes." I replied regretfully. "I don't know why really. It may have been greed. Lester paid very well. At the time I told myself I did it because I enjoyed the challenge and I also told myself that I was bringing beautiful new life into the world. I guess it doesn't really matter why I did it. Over a period of six years I created more than twenty clones for him. I made identical twins of boys who had names like Billy Gillman, Jeremy Sumpter, Halie Joel Osment and many others.

"Why did you stop working for Lester?" Brandon wanted to know.

"I discovered something very disturbing about him. I discovered that he had lied to me. Lester was in fact a slave trader. The clones I was creating were to be sold as sex slaves and not as free children for loving parents as I have believed. That was when I ended my dealings with Mr. DelRay. Brandon, is Aaron the clone of Aaron Carter that I created for Lester DelRay?

Brandon looked totally beat. He sat down and buried his face in his hands. After a while he said. "My wife, God rest her sole, and I couldn't have children of our own and we couldn't afford a clone so we tried to adopt. That's when Lester found us. Lester had a baby. That baby was Aaron and he was the most beautiful baby Sally and I had ever seen. Aaron wasn't Lester's own child. Aaron was a clone, he was Lester's slave. Lester told us that he was planning on selling Aaron once he reached 9 or ten. At that time Aaron would bring his maximum price. In the mean time Lester wanted Aaron razed as a normal middle class American boy. He offered to pay Sally and me to raze his little slave boy as if Aaron were our own child and as if he was a free boy. We said yes. We reasoned that with the money Lester was paying us, 50,000 a year, we would be able to afford to adopt. God how I which we had said no!"

"You regret your chose?" I asked. "But I thought you loved Aaron."

"I do love him so, don't you see, that's the problem. I don't want any other child now, I only want Aaron. But Aaron belongs to Lester and Lester can take him from me any time he chooses. I live in dread of that day. And as for Aaron, he had no idea that he is a slave. He has no idea who Lester is. Aaron thinks he is my son. Oh what will we do when Lester comes for him?"

"I don't know Brandon but I will do everything I can to help you," I said.

"But why?" Brandon asked.

"All this is my fault," I replied. "I was the clone master who created Aaron for Lester.

A few weeks later I received a call from Brandon. The worst had happened. Lester had come to collect Aaron and Brandon could not stop him from taking the boy. Lester had the law on his side. Brandon was frantic.

When I heard this I placed a video phone call to Lester.

"Douglass," Lester said with a smile as he came on the line, "It's so good to see you again. All this time I've been hoping you'd call. I always wanted for us to renew our relationship. I'm hoping that we'll be able to work together again."

"Lester I need to see you," I said, "We have to talk and I'd prefer it to be in person."

"Certainty Douglass," Lester said. "It just so happens that I'm having a little get together for some of by most loyal customers. It will be at my Aspen estate tomorrow evening. I'd love to see you there. I'll send my flyer to collect you. It will be on the roof of your office building tomorrow evening at six."

Lester was as good as his word. At seven the following evening his flyer deposited me on the lawn of his magnificent Aspen estate. A striking 13 year old nullo met me as I stepped off the flyer. The young eunuch smiled and said, "Welcome Dr. Douglass Williams. My name is Timba and for the duration of your visit I will be your slave. I look forward to serving you in what ever way you see fit."

"You are my slave?" I asked the kid.

"Yes indeed I am," Timba replied. "The Master wishes you to be happy and so he has placed me at your disposal. I am under your command."

"Very good Timba," I said. "You can start by telling me what's going on here. I noticed that there are many other guests, Lester's most loyal customers no doubt. But what's the occasion? Is it his birthday?"

"Oh no," Timba replied, "The Master is holding an advanced showing for some particularity excellent slaves that he will be selling the following week."

"Lead me to those slaves Timba," I said. "I would like to see them." Timba did as he was told a lead me into Lester's mansion. As I entered I saw that Lester had five boys and two eunuchs ages eight to twelve on display. Each child had a ball gag in his mouth and his hands tied behind his back. What was worse was that the kids were all hung upside down on a rack suspended by their knees. This left their tight virgin boy pussy's as well as their genitals or empty crotches clearly displayed for easy inspection. With a start I realized that Aaron was one of the boys. He was still intact but for how much longer was anyone's guess. Seeing Aaron displayed in such a shameful manner made my heart hurt. But I must admit, it also made my dick hard. I walked over to where he was hung, took his hand in mine, and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry Aaron, I'll find some way to bring you back home to your dad. I promises." Aaron looked up and recognized me. He was glad to see me but then he blushed and looked away. Being placed on display in such a shameful and humiliating manner was more than the little guy could handle. Lester was trying to break his spirit.

I heard a voice behind me say, "A truly superb specimen of young boyhood, but then you should know that Douglass. Aaron is, after, all, your handiwork. All I did was find the DNA and foot the bill for his creation." It was Lester. Lustfully Lester than ran his hands over Aaron's firm tan body caressing the firm young muscles and soft skin. "As you can plainly see by examining his delightfully tight little hole our little Aaron is still a virgin but I think he will enjoy his new life. Just watch this." With that Lester parted the boy's butt cheeks and forced a finger into the boy's hot little opening. Aaron squirmed as he tried to prevent the penetration but was unable and then his little dick sprang to life with a rock hard boy stiffy. "What wonderful response," Lester said. "All I need do is touch his prostrate and the little vixen goes all wild eyed with anticipation and desire. What a horny little slut he is. Aaron is ready to be neutered, tamed and mounted. He'll make some lucky man very happy, and he'll make me a good deal richer. Douglass don't you just love free market capitalism." Lester said as he gave the boy's penis a playful little tweak and then placed a kiss on Aaron's tight little upturned balls adding, "I wonder how much longer he will have these cute little things?"

"I want him Lester," I said

"Well of course you do Doug. What man wouldn't. And you'll have your chance to bid on him but I'm not so sure you'll be the one to take him home. There are some very rich people who already have their hearts, to say nothing of their dicks, set on our little Aaron. I'm not so sure you'll be able to afford him."

"Lester you are a monster," I said. "Aaron had friends and a family who loved him and you took him away from all that turn him into a sex slave, a rich man's f*** toy!"

"Am I a monster?" Lester shot back. "Just take a moment to consider the situation Doug. If not for me this fine young piece of ass you see before you wouldn't even exist. I was the one who put up the money for his creation. Sure Aaron loved his daddy but I paid for that relationship as well. I was the one who brought the two of them together. It seems to me that young Aaron here should be grateful to me. If not for me he would never have known life and you helped Doug. You were paid to create this clone So what if I took him away from his friends and family and he misses them. Once he discovers the joy of a good butt f*** he'll forget all about them. This gorgeous little item was made to be screwed and screwed hard."

"I still want him Lester," I said.

"Well Doug my heart is not made of stone," Lester said. "We might be able to work something out so we can both come away happy. But that would involve you working for me. Just how much do you want this little vixen?"

(To Be Continued)