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Mac and George sat aboard their trawler, they'd been docked in the transient marina of the Port of Fort Lauderdale for the winter - since piloting the trawler, a converted fishing boat that Mac's Dad had left Mac down thru the intracoastal waterway in November. In the intervening 4 months, they'd immersed themselves in Miami's gay BDSM scene, and had ample opportunity to scout for the first addition to thier collection. They had identified him, an 18 year old high school dropout, Alex, who'd fled his family home in rural Georgia when his parents died in an auto accident and he opted not to remain and live with his aunt. Alex was a thin, but muscular youth, struggling with his emerging gay identity, and in Mac and George he quickly found comfort. They'd played in Miami for the past two months, and on several occassions Alex had returned with them to the trawler. Last week, when presented with the opportunity to enter into permanent slave status with Mac and George, he'd readily agreed, and even signed the written contract - commiting his body and self to them, to be used as they saw fit, with no hope for escape. Alex had left the morning after that, but George and Mac retained the slave contract, and made plans to ensure their newfound slave returned to Virginia with them as the first part of their collection.
As so as they stood up, they grabbed a few necessary pieces of equipment - a pair of handcuffs, a ball gag and hood, rope to tie Alex's feet, and a vial of a drug, Rohypnol, to ensure that Alex did not change his mind. They hoped into the car they had rented for the season, and headed down to Miami's South Beach - a dungeon known as The Crux, where they were to meet Alex.
They arrived at The Crux around 10 pm, and quickly found Alex awaiting them - they adjourned to a lounge area and ordered a round of drinks - George picxked them up at the bar, and as he did so, made sure to pour the vial of Rohypnol into the glass intended for Alex. George returned to the table and they downed their drinks, and Mac mentioned a new club he had heard was opening up in Lauderdale, suggesting that they head their and check it out. Mac mentioned that he knew the owners and that admission would not be a problem. They left The Crux, and wlaked to the car - Alex already showing the effects of the drug. By the time they left the parking lot, Alex was in a state of stupor - and George quickly cuffed his hands, placed the ball gag in his mouth and fastened it securely arounf his head, then covered his head with the hood. Last, George tied his fet securely. They drove straight to the marina - the parking lot was quiet - and they had no trouble finding a marina cart and loading Alex into the cart - then rolling it down the deserted pier to the trawler. George grabbed Alex's limp body, then jumped aboard the trawler, quickly vanishing down into the lower hold.
Within the hour, they had left the marina, headed out into the ocean and navigating their way north.
Mac piloted the trawler, with GPS and other electronic navigation aids, night travel was easy - they simply returned on the same plotted path as the journey down. George headed to the trawler's hold - eagar, as a slave, to enjoy his first privilige as a master to Alex. George grabbed a filet knife and used it to cut Alex's clothes off - he would have no further use for these, then sat beside the groggy Alex, admiring his nude form. Alex body was virtually hairless, except for his pubic region - and George quickly took care of that with a razor.
Geiorge then lifted Alex's cock with his fingers - gently, and slowly caressed it and gently kissed it until it showed its full 9" form - George was so proud of the first addition to his collection - he'd picked Alex himself, and although he'd had the occasion to enjoy Alex cock before, this was his first opportunity as its new owner. George then grabbed a set of sterile tools he had placed handy, and with a swift push, pierced the head of Alex's cock, placing a steel ring thru the hole - better the means to control Alex until he adapted to his new life. careful use of a small welding torch and the ring became a permanent fixture. George then fastened the ring to an 8 foot chain tied to a rafter in the hold - Alex was secured - free to move, but not to roam or seek to escape (and hopefully he would not even try).
George then removed Alex's cuffs and freed his legs, then removed his hood and ball gag - then departed - time to allow Alex to wake up and begin his live as a permanent slave. It would be 4 days before they reached the Chesapeake and, there wold be ample time to further instruct Alex in his new role.
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