By brhmsj
Copyright 2024 by brhmsj, all rights reserved
[2,461 words]
* * * * *Mason, Chapter 7
Mason’s Fertility Ceremony. Life is Disrupted.
Two
months before his eighteenth birthday some slaves from the fertility
clinic summoned Mason. He had long since provided a larger than usual
supply of sperm. When he was seventeen had been informed that he had,
in fact, become a father though he was told nothing more. Two more
followed about which he also knew nothing. Eventually a fourth was
added.
As he walked naked to the clinic he wondered if for
some reason they had decided to harvest him again. He hadn’t considered
what was obvious – he was close to eighteen and had been chosen to
participate in the Fertility Ceremony. He now was reporting for his
instruction.
To Mason’s surprise John greeted him in the
foyer. “Mason you have been chosen for the next Fertility Ceremony. You
have proven yourself potent and it is time for you to directly
impregnate a girl. Your behavior since you joined us has been exemplary
and that has factored in you being chosen.”
For a moment Mason was speechless. Why hadn’t he thought about the possibility of being in the ceremony?
“There is important instruction you need in order to be properly
prepared. These members of the clinic will be your guides for the next
two months or so,” John said with a gesture toward two men and a woman
who had been silently standing aside. “He’s all yours,” John told them.
“Come, there is nothing to be nervous about,” the woman said. Mason was
led into a room with a bed and comfortable chairs. He was to report to
this room once a week. During that time he was given instruction on how
to behave during the ceremony. More than that he was given thorough
instruction on how to pleasure a woman. After a few weeks a woman
slave, a few years older than Mason, was brought in regularly. This was
the hands-on part of this training, as it were. He was led to explore
her sex organs, graduating to masturbating her to orgasm. He was not
allowed to penetrate, however.
Along with this training he
learned how to use his penis and his own sexual responses to their
fullest. Every session he was edged by the woman, teaching him to
control his ejaculations. He did have improvements that way. Between
sessions Reggie would edge him, too, which helped.
When he did
have his eighteenth birthday John and Rascal made sure it was a festive
occasion. After all, he was soon to be in the Fertility Ceremony.
The date of his ceremony was revealed to him one week during his
session. The woman clinician produced a male chastity cage. “I know
you’ll be unhappy about this but we need to be sure that you have a
plentiful supply and that you are not worn out from masturbating.” She
skillfully attached the cage. “Every boy has to do this,” she added.
Useful knowledge, Mason supposed, but it didn’t make him feel any
better about it.
The day before the ceremony Rascal brought
Mason to the clinic to stay overnight. He had been told that this was
the custom. He was given a particularly good dinner after which the
three clinicians went over the ritual to come. Mason had absorbed all
of it over his training but was nervous enough with anticipation that
he was glad to hear it again.
He slept in a bed which seemed
quite luxurious to him. A good night’s sleep was important for both the
boy and the girl. Up to this point neither knew who their partner would
be.
Mason woke early due to his excitement. Initially his
morning erection was pushing against the cage but after a week of this
it receded quickly. He was given breakfast in bed, another luxury to
his mind.
When the time came his assigned attendant came in
with an elegant leash, if leashes can be elegant. Mason was impressed.
The attendant was a boy Mason recognized as having participated in the
ceremony. This was comforting.
“Ready?” the attendant asked.
“As ready as I can be, I guess.”
“That’s about right,” he answered with a smile. The attendant relieved
Mason of the cage. Mason was more than ready for an erection and his
penis sprang to attention immediately. The attendant gave it a few
light strokes to ensure hardness, not that it was needed.
That
done, he led Mason out of the room and down a short corridor to a side
door that Mason had never seen. There they were joined by the other
attendants. Mason was led through the door. A path led directly to the
amphitheater. Mason was aware that a group had emerged from another
door but was not able to see anyone.
They stopped at the edge
of the amphitheater to wait for the spectators to finish arriving.
Mason heard John give the now familiar words of greeting and opening.
The signal was given for the participants to enter. Like all boys
before him, the walk to the amphitheater brought Mason to the height of
excitement. As with many other boys he entered proudly showing off his
hardness as it led the way.
He immediately recognized the
girl. They were not friends but did know each other. Mason had always
found her attractive which only added to his excitement. He went
through the ritual of getting the participants in place. When he was in
position over her he whispered “I won’t hurt you.”
“I trust
you,” she whispered back with a smile. Soon they were going through the
motions that so many before them had. Mason was fascinated by her
breasts and spent perhaps more time than usual fondling them. She was
happy with that and it only made her more excited. When she whispered
“I’m ready,” he gently made his entry, pushing against her unbroken
hymen. When he was fully in he heard the applause.
“I’ll try
to be slow,” he told her. She nodded. He started well but like all
teenage boys in their first intercourse with a woman he did not last
long. Neither cared. Both spent, they lay there, he still on top,
holding each other. The felt the sheet covering them and heard the
spectators leaving. They fell asleep.
Startled, they realized
that they were being shaken awake. It was John, with Rascal and the
girl’s supervisor slave. “You have been most highly honored today,”
John said. “The Master was in attendance.” Mason and the girl both were
glad they hadn’t known! “Now that you’ve rested, it’s time for you to
return to the clinic before you return to your quarters.”
In
the clinic Mason was bathed by the male attendants in a large step-in
tub like William’s. The bathing was more like a massage. When they were
done Mason felt a wonderful tingle. He got out of the tub to find
Rascal waiting for him.
“Congratulations my friend,” Rascal said as Mason was being dried.
Suddenly and with panic in his voice Mason asked “now that I’ve proved
myself, will I have to have the. . . the procedure?” He still did not
view it as an honor.
“Your fertility has nothing to do with
getting the procedure. Don’t worry about it. I honestly don’t think the
Master wants that for you. Now, when we get back to the suite you will
be free for the rest of the day and will resume your duties in the
morning. William has missed you though I’ve done my best to keep him
amused.” He and Mason chuckled at that.
Back in the suite
William did sincerely congratulate Mason. “I’m sorry I was not allowed
to witness it. We never are. I hear that Father was there. That almost
never happens.” Mason blushed at hearing this information again. With
that Mason was excused and went to his own room. After the usual
dinner, where the other slaves were full of congratulations, he fell
asleep almost immediately after lying down and slept solidly through
the night.
Three months later he was told that the girl indeed was pregnant. Six months after that she delivered a boy.
“Five children and you’re only eighteen,” Rascal said. Mason’s
harvested sperm had produced two boys and two girls though he had no
idea where those children might be and would never find out. He hoped
he’d have time in his schedule to spend with his new son. In honor of
his friend, Mason asked that the boy be named Reginald and called
Reggie. Reggie was humbled and grateful for the honor.
As was
the custom, when the boy was two he was sent to the Rockport Home. “He
will be back as soon as he hits puberty,” John assured him. The Master
wants the two of you together when the time comes.”
Mason was
bitterly disappointed to lose the only child of his that he’d seen and
met but knew that it had to be. His reunion with the child was not what
anyone expected.
A Shocking Ending
Mason’s
life was relatively uneventful after his son was born. He participated
in two more Fertility Ceremonies, with two different girls, though
these ceremonies were much more lowkey given that he no longer was a
virgin. Two more children were conceived.
Neither he nor
Reggie thought of themselves as lovers or a couple but their sexual
relationship continued. The discovery of anal stimulation provided
particularly exciting times for them. Mason also continued to find
himself stimulated by some of the female slaves but did not crave sex
with them. He enjoyed his Fertility Ceremonies but those girls were not
close to him. Reggie was.
Years passed and Mason now was
twenty-one. William had gone to college somewhere. His absence from the
Estate was all very mysterious and Mason never would learn the story.
With William gone Mason had moved into a minor supervisory position,
helping new slaves make the transition to life on the Estate. The
Master had no intention of promoting Mason further so there was no
chance of the procedure. He’d seen some other boys his age go through
it as they rose in prominence.
Many days Mason was leading
younger boys in various jobs outside. He liked the warm sun and the
work. These boys were good kids though some had problems adjusting.
Mason did his best to see to it that trips to the Discipline Cabin were
not needed in order to resolve problems.
One day he and some
boys were working outside when he heard what sounded like helicopters
overheard. Everyone stopped and looked up. Sure enough, a small fleet
of helicopters was approaching. From a hidden garage that no one knew
about a black car with tinted glass raced out and down the road to the
gate. Something big was happening.
Five helicopters landed.
Men and women dressed in what Mason assumed were uniforms of their
“host” nation emerged, along with other men and women in clothing
marked “FBI.” This was serious. Mason gathered the boys around him.
“Don’t do anything. We have to just wait.” An Army member stood nearby
but did not say anything or do anything threatening. The FBI agents
stormed the house.
A few minutes later the black car, followed
by official vehicles, returned. The Master stepped out and immediately
had his hands handcuffed behind his back. He was being arrested! A few
minutes later FBI agents emerged from the house with the remaining
members of the family though none were in cuffs. When all were together
they were escorted to an FBI helicopter which flew off with them.
That done, slaves were gathered from the Estate and led to the
amphitheater. There the situation was explained to them. The American
authorities had been investigating the possibility of slave trade of
American youth. The result of that investigation exposed the Rockport
and Anna Louisa Homes. And others.
A woman who appeared to be
the leader of the group was the speaker. “The goal is to repatriate
you. Given that you have no families this will have its difficulties.
Discussions are being held even now as to how best to proceed. For now
you will stay here. It is likely that first you will go back to the two
Homes and decisions will be made. Are there any questions?”
For the moment there were none. As the slaves returned to their homes
Mason saw that John was in deep conversation with the woman. It did not
look to be antagonistic.
The slave ring proved to be worldwide and bigger than even the government expected.
Eventually all the slaves were returned to the homes they had come
from. For Mason there was a positive aspect to this that excited him in
the midst of the difficult repatriation. He was united with little
Reggie and the boy’s mother, Linda. The threesome quickly became a
family. Mason and Linda stayed at Rockport where they helped other
ex-slaves adjust to their change of life.
Eventually the
couple wanted to marry but, as slaves, they never had surnames. This
gave them the unusual privilege of choosing one. Given that they were
freed slaves, both felt that Lincoln was appropriate. As Mr. and Mrs.
Lincoln they continued their lives at Rockport. Eventually a daughter
was added to the family. Mason and Linda made sure that their children
had full contact with the outside world. It was not always easy as
other children knew the story and teasing, even some bullying, went on
but the authorities quickly curbed it.
Having spent so much of
their lives naked Mason and Linda continued a nude lifestyle and raised
their children as nudists. Most other slaves who remained at Rockport
did the same. It gained a reputation as a nudist colony, which amused
most of the residents. All in all, life proved to be good.
Slaves such as John who had undergone the procedure and given positions
of authority were instrumental in the repatriation process. John and
Rascal both stayed at Rockport, as did Reggie. Mason felt like he had a
family beyond Linda and the children. He did continue to have sexual
relations with Reggie and sometimes Rascal. After all, his sex life at
the Estate had been almost exclusively same-sex. Linda had the same
experience and did enjoy the favors of some of her female friends from
the Estate. Both of them understood the situation and approved what the
other was doing.
The fate of the Master and others like him
was unknown other than that they were in prison, likely for life. As
for their families, that remained a mystery.
Mason had other adventures during his time on the Estate. Some of those stories may appear later. Thank you for reading.