Building A Tasty Treat Part 3

Chapter 273-2

Building A Tasty Treat

Part 3

 

Stringum as Mr. Tate caught me as I was just going out of the locker room, and drew me in close into one of the cleaning closets. He said. “So; it seems that our little friend has informed me that Mr. Striker needs to be the one to kill me. Not that I have a problem of letting him do that, on the contrary, I hope that he does. This makeup itches something fear’st. So here is the plan. We are going to have a bidding war, and see if we can get that monster angry enough to come after me, but he must think he won the bid for you. Being as you are known as my top boy, and if he wants to buy me out he has to buy you first before Mr. Holliman does.

“However I would like you to keep Mr. Striker and his friends busy enough that gives me plenty of time to make a quick exit but have him follow you when the deed is done. You will find a tranq needle strong enough to knock out an elephant underneath the mattress inside his room. It will be your job make sure when the time comes you led him down to the pool area and knock him out. My men and I will do the rest, but not until I give you the word to do it; until then be careful.

“If all else fails Tony’s team is standing by to take care of the problem, but I thought you might like a chance to take him down after what he plans on you doing for him. I don’t like it, but there is nothing any of us can do about it since it was going to happen anyway. If not by you, then someone else, if it was me I would prefer you to do it. Then a monster likes him and his men.

“However I have traded out the KY gel in his room, so when he does ask you too do it, to prove yourself that you are capable of preparing new boys you can do it without worrying about the boy feeling in any pain, just tell him when you are using a condom that you are doing it so because you have been taught to keep yourself free from infection. He may not like it, but I prefer that none of our boys suffer for their arrogance. Just remember that we are watching and if anything goes wrong Tony and his team will flood the room with sleeping gas, and we go to plan B.”

I cringed inside knowing what he wanted me to do, and I knew somehow I was going to have to find the courage to do it. I gave myself a hard shake telling myself I was already going to hell anyway, so I might as well get used to the idea. Stringum let me go as I quickly left the closet. I grabbed a mop and mop bucket when I came out of the closet. So no one would think anything about me going into the cleaning closet.

I simply said it was part of my punishment to mop the shower room floor for mouthing off. Considering it was quite common for sex slaves to be punished and assigned chores afterward. No one said anything as they dried off and put on a clean white robe and watched me mop the shower room floor. Stringum as Mr. Tate came up to me and threw me to the side of the shower room wall, and yelled at me for disrespecting Mr. Striker and his friends. That when this was over he was going to make damn sure I wouldn’t forget it. He then calms down and yelled to the rest of us too move it or I wasn’t the only one getting a beat down. 

Tony led us back through the doors finding everyone visiting among themselves. There were so many whispers that it was hard to follow a conversation as we were told to line up against the stage wall and don’t move until called upon in a not so friendly manner. On the stage was a large table with a large steamer trunk full of money so everyone could see it, and with luck, it would be theirs. However none of them were going to get it, they had no idea that money would never leave this house or them for that matter or most of them. God, I hoped that all of them would see hell before I did.

I hated the fact that it was always me everyone counted on to be the leader or wanting to be an example for them, which I couldn’t understand because how I felt about me having to rape boys over and over again or prepare new ones. Eli never had a problem with it, yet again he was raised differently that this type of behavior was normal and just as enjoyable as stimulating each other.

Yet for me, it wasn’t all that enjoyable for all I could think about how much pain I had gone through when Gloria West raped me and wanted me to do it to adoptive brother Jared and how hard I fought not wanting to do it on the point of death. Now there was no knife at my throat, yet every time I had done so I felt that there was one.

Once everyone had taken their seats and was given a card with their number on it. Stringum as Mr. Tate took the microphone and motioned the first of us forward. All we had to do was walk the front of the stage drop our robe and turn then walk like a piece of prize meat as the bidding started. The smaller boys went quick under 100 thousand; being as they couldn’t do much in the sex department other than bend over, and do them orally.

They were looking for a universal boy where not only could they bend him over he could bend them over and any boy they wanted to prepare for their customers. A boy untrained and boy not old enough to fill their needs went for less than 100 thousand. I smiled inside knowing that none of these boys were going home with them. Even though Stringum as Mr. Tate sold them like sheep. Stating which boys he was willing to sell their life contract to them.

One by one each boy was sold and handed back their robe and was taken off the stage the moment they had paid for them. The bidding war didn’t really start, until us older boys like me, Mark, Kirk and the two Philips boys, basically, any boy above the age of 16 listed as 15 or younger or that could pass for boys under 15 or 16, when in truth most of us were 16 and above. That’s when the bidding went crazy. Until the price reached passed 30 million dollars; leaving only the ones that actually had that kind of cash.

Kirk went to Mr. Donaldson for 35 mil and his life contract was sold for 2 times that amount. Mark went for 50 mil to Mr. Gregory. His life contract, however, was refused but Mr. Tate said that Mr. Holliman had already purchased Marks contract before the auction started as well as Terry’s and his brother Jessie. That he or anyone interested would have to work it out with him. All the other and girls boys were sold to each of the members that held a key we needed. Everyone gasped when Mr. Striker and Mr. Holliman went above, 70 mil for me and Eli. Everyone stayed out of the bidding when it was down to me and him.  Mr. Holliman won the bid for Eli at 120 million dollars and bought his life contract for 20 million more.

Mr. Striker said. “Fine, if you want to play hardball I willing to go 200 mil for Nate Carrion and will buy his life contract for another 200 mil and another 10 mill for Eli. I want them both and I feel as a set they are worth far more than that.”

Mr. Holliman growled said. “Fine, providing you’re willing to sell me your boy Colby in trade plus 30 mil plus after tonight you and I sign a partnership agreement with Mr. Carrion and Stringum that allows us to use these boys in this movie Tangled Hearts. Since I own Mark and Terry and most of the boys here that are staring in that film.

“I feel we could both benefit from this deal. I have the money and the resources. We can either agree or we can keep bidding, know this. I don’t intend to lose, no matter what the cost is. I have seen the premiere and I know with a few little changes like removing Mr. Tate entirely me and you together could make it better than gold.”

Mr. Striker said. “Colby is yours, and personally I hope you have better luck with him then I did and his two previous owners.  I was hoping if I had Nate and Eli that they could rein him in, but if you are in agreement with me we can make a lot of money together using them to train our new stock. I have seen what these two boys can do, after all, I was there when they brought down that witch, those demon b******s thought so highly of. I have had my eyes on them from that moment on. So I will take that deal, but I want 35 percent of the money we make from them in that movie deal and another 70 mill in buy-in costs and not a penny less.”

They shook hands and Mr. Tate and Mr. Striker paid Mr. Tate. Mr. Striker said to him. “Mr. Tate I never liked you, you are nothing but a coward and lying snake. Its time you think about retiring after what we have just paid you for these boys of yours. Tomorrow we will be removing you and vote for new leadership. Now here is your damn money and if I was you I would start packing. Everything you own will be mine come morning.

“I plan to make sure of that, I have 60 percent of the voting power that says so. All I need is 4 members of our guild to give me their vote and then we will own everything you have. Goodnight and sleep well for tomorrow the world as you know it is about to change.”

Stringum as Mr. Tate smiled said. “Oh I wouldn’t hold your breath, considering without 40 percent you and I both know that if that 40 percent is in my favor you can’t retire me; Its life contract and last time I checked I am very much alive and a very rich man thanks to you and your friends.”

Mr. Striker said. “Death is only the beginning too what I plan to do to you. We both know that death is nothing more than transformation into something else. We both gave that oath to that Demon God, and we both know what is waiting for us the moment we die. However, as you so elegantly put it. It takes all 11 members of our order to vote you out of your seat, and like I said I hold 60 percent of those votes. All I need is 4 more and I have my people at this moment securing those votes. By this time tomorrow Mr. Tate I will have all their votes.”

Stringum as Mr. Tate looked at me and smiled. “So far it seems that those 4 votes still haven’t come in… so therefore and since I am still breathing, there is not much you can do to me. Death comes to us all my friend. I am an old man, but I do not plan to go down without a fight. Thanks for making me very rich, now go it's late this old man needs his beauty sleep.”

Mr. Striker growled angrily at me telling me I better not disappoint him or his friends or I will regret being born. How many times have I heard that threat from own father, in truth I had always been a disappointment too him.