Faro's New Brother

On to the next room. The last room is very different from the rest. There are cages all along the walls with young men inside of them. Some look sad, others proud, others in between. They are each muzzled and in chastity, but no collars. Each cage has a two numbers on them. The top has eleven digits, and the bottom is possibly a price tag. Faro had never been caged on display like these slaves for sale, but it does have an understanding about being sold. Faro knew its purchaser. These slaves may not have this chance. It feels sorry for them. The middle of the room is filled with new leashes, collars, bondage equipment, sex toys, furniture, means of torture and immobilization, etc. Lad calls out, "same as the last room, thirty minutes. Each rack is treated as an aisle, and is numbered as one. Each aisle is numbered, of course. The only difference is each of you will be able to pick up the item for checkout.

For whatever reason, 46 went to the center of the room and relieved himself all over floor. His ass wasn't plugged so shit and urine went everywhere. Lad called a guard to escort him to the side of the room. He'll be dealt with later. A cleaning slave came out and scooped up what he could and mopped up the rest. A subtle aroma of lemon filled the air.

5 picked up two items: a muzzle, collar, nipple clamp combo and a pony tail with the largest plug available. Lad told 5 to put the extra item down. 5 did not. He has caned ten times. 5 refused to give up the extra item, and was caned ten more times. The guard reached for the flogger and proceeded to Lad's side. 5 eventually put the horse tail back. Lad did not know if that was the correct item. He would not know until the end when the register would prove correct or wrong. God help 5 if it was the wrong item.

13 looked sad. The item in his hand was a skin stapling gun. He appeared as if he were crying all the way to the door that led to the checkout room. He didn't look at anything else.

Faro's item is a bit peculiar. It simply said, "pick a slave brother, $15,000 max." Faro was distressed. It only had ten minutes remaining. It spent too much time looking at the other slaves behaviors and punishments. Faro looked up in despair. How can it pick out a slave brother. How can it decide on another human being? Just then, it remembered. Faro is not a human being. It is property. So is every other slave in those cages. $15,000 removed most of the proud and best best trained by their descriptions. It must be selfless and decide what is best for its Master, yet it also selfishly desires to have a slave who would not put itself between Faro and Master.

Faro looked in haste, but also cautiously. It came across two. One seemed as scared as it was that first night being bound by Master to that bed. That slave was $9,500. He is a little malnourished, but still looked strong. His eyes are clear, and his muddled voice is not timid. His skin is clean and free of marks or abrasions for the most part. The one next to it was $8,500, but was a little more used. More scaring and tattooing on its arms, chest, and thighs. There were also a few bad scars from being hit really hard, as if it could not be controlled well. Its dick was also in a CB-6000, and not a proper chastity device, with its hands in mitts. The third slave was a young man, muzzled but not moaning out. Its wore a store enforced basic chastity device. Its skin was clean, eyes clear, also malnourished, more so than the first. Its tag said "self imposed slavery, costs cover its care while here in store." His cost was $5,000.

Too bad Faro couldn't get both the first and third. The third could be its brother, and the first could be Master's gimp it always wanted out of Faro. Since Master does not treat it as a gimp, and simply said "pick a slave brother", Faro is still doing as it is told. It is also selfless by giving Master the more expensive slave to use and torment as He most desperately wants to do with Faro. But there is no way to get the two since they are two items.

But then Faro saw a sale sign on the end by the first cash register: "Two slaves for one ticket item cost, $200 administrative fee to combine. Sku is the aisle (01), no subcategory posted, plus the last four digits of each item (6721 & 8917) separating each with a simple comma. As soon as Faro wrote down the last digit Lad called time. It didn't know how to explain the extra body to its Master, but it is one ticket item, and Master did say to "pick." He didn't instruct Faro that it couldn't pick two for the price of one, while still maintaining its loyal duty to pick one ticket item.

Even Lad was surprised by its choice. It is more than one item. But due to the sale, it is still one ticket item. He didn't know what to do. By the rules of the store, it is one ticket item, therefore, one sale item. Faro is not to be punished. With the vagueness of the owner's notation for the item, the store's hands are bound from intervention in any discipline. It is considered the owner's mistake.

Checkout time came. It's RFID tag in its ear was scanned, and its items were lain out. Each matched what was ordered by the owner for purchase. Faro did as it was commanded. A little bit of punishment, some added scars to its body for disobedience, but there is no learning without reinforcement. Lad is correct.

The two slaves were brought down and out to the checkout stand. Collars were issued to each with a Slave Registration number on a paper tag for each, Master's name and contact information, but the names were absent. The attendant asked for their names. Lad took off the muzzle so Faro could speak. "Master gave no instruction for those." The attendant informed Faro that it is the responsibility of the servant to provide the name by instruction or otherwise. The tags cannot be made without the names. Sold servants cannot leave without a name. Faro will have to choose.

"Rollo for the littler one." Rollo is Nordic for Robert while still being cute and short." The attendant wrote it down without any kind of surprise or emotion. Kinda off-putting actually. "Lad for the other." Faro's pack leader was a little shocked, but he took it in stride. A little smile fell onto his face. It wonders how Master will take this whole matter. Now that Faro thinks of it, Master may have only one waiting chastity device, only one additional crate in his truck, one extra mount in his home for only one new slave item. Faro became scared. Before it could react Lad instructed the attendant to take the two servants to their crates, restrain them well, and set them aside for shipment. The owner has other shopping needs before leaving Blackwell.

Lad took Faro aside and said, "Faro did very well for its first shopping trip. If your owner likes how you were treated, approves of your choices for his needs from our catalog, and other factors that Faro is not involved with, then you will receive a Blackwell mark which will allow you to shop here in the future. I will be honest, it will hurt. It is a branding. It is a backward capital "B" with a rounded, flower-like "W" for the backside of the letter. It quite elegant. Faro will also be fitted with an RFID tag under its skin in the shoulder. You will simply need to have it scanned upon entry so your owner's account can be charged. If your owner gives you a list, like today, we will enforce it to the letter. If your owner does not, we will simply charge the owner's account. Mind you, Faro, the list will be sent ahead of your arrival. We take this very seriously. Faro will be punished for disobedience. With that, Faro was led back to room, caged, and waited for its Master.

Master came into the room somewhat puzzled. "How was it able to purchase two slave brothers?"

It replied, "Master. Yes, Master. Well, there was a sale allowing for two slave items on one ticket, Master. Faro picked a cute slave brother, and with the remaining money picked Master a gimp."

"Hold it! How was Faro able to do that? AND!! Why did Faro get its Master a gimp when it was not instructed to do so?"

"Master. Yes, Master. Master commanded it pick a slave brother. When it wondered how it could ever pick another human to be Master's property, it suddenly remembered it is not human. Slave is what Master destines for it, treats it. Master treats Faro as a manimal, a pet, not human. Therefore none of the slaves in the cages are human either. A slave brother would not be human. So Faro sought for something with clear and healthy eyes, not too many blemishes or marks in its skin, and somewhat healthy looking overall. There were not many options for $15,000, so Faro looked at the best for the rest. Two stood out, it couldn't decide, Master."

"Is that why there are so many lashings across its ass? A couple are deep enough that they will remain for the rest of its life."

"Master. Yes, Master. Faro has considered those, but Faro saw a sale sign near a cash register: 'Two slaves for one ticket item.' So Faro would be able to do as it was commanded and pick a slave brother for itself who would also amuse Master. Faro would also be able to purchase a slave who Master could treat as the complete gimp Master keeps pulling back from treating Faro as. Master does not have to hold back anymore."

Dead silence from Master. A little bit of shock and awe. Faro half pissed off its Master and half pleased him.

"which did Faro consider for its brother and which for Master's gimp?"

"Master. Yes, Master. It is up to Master, but Rollo chose to be a slave. It was not trained, only willed to be there. Lad looked as terrified as itself felt when it was first taken by Master all those years ago. Rollo is what Faro half hoped Master would choose for its slave brother."

"Why not Lad? Faro stated itself that Lad looked as terrified as Faro felt initially. Why not make Lad its brother and Rollo a willing gimp?"

"Master. Yes, Master. Faro did not consider that. It never read why Rollo wanted to be a slave. It was a choice Faro didn't have, though glad Master decided for it. Lad seemed to be in the same circumstance as Faro, and its destiny would be decided for it, not chosen like for Rollo. The decision is completely up to Master."

"Where did the names come from?"

"Master. Yes, Master. The attendant did no allow Faro to ask Master for their names. Faro had to make them up on the spot. Rollo is Nordic for Robert, and a cute name for a little, cute male. Lad was the name of Faro's pack leader. Name of the punisher becomes the name of the punished. Even though Lad did comfort Faro after the punishment, Lad still hurt Faro."

Master spoke, "Blackwell is a complete BDSM complex. No one is allowed in without being in the lifestyle. No slave is allowed to enter without the mark of a slave on its body, which it will get in a moment. A slave may wander free within its walls without fear of persecution or prosecution. All guards and police are mindful of who shops here, and the rules that we impose on each other. Slaves who try to escape will be arrested and returned to their owners. Slaves who damage property will have fines levied against their owners. Owners who try to subdue or command slaves who do not belong to them will be arrested for attempted theft of property. Property that tries to leave their owners will be returned to their owners and instructed to be either kept on a leash, restrained alternatively, or insisted that the property be kept at home. Notice, Faro, that a slave/servant/property has no say in any matter.

"Slaves need merely have the mark of a slave corresponding to its Master's brand symbol, which Faro will have in a moment, and only Stanley's Market requires a second mark of the Blackwell Brand. This brand will be applied after it receives its mark of my symbol. Here's the tattoo artist now.

"Hello, Sir. I was going over the report of your property's body and noticed there is no mark of a slave on its body yet. That needs to be applied before its Blackwell brand may be applied."

"What is the mark that needs to be made?"

"It is a small male symbol inside a contained circle, to be basic about it. If you are wanting your property to have something more elaborate, that can be done as well."

"My mark is a cursive capital "Q" with a basket weave in the center."

"Interesting. I can take that and the tail of the "Q" can lasso or end with the slave mark."

"I can picture that. Yes. Do it on this one, and I have two others. Here are their crate numbers."

"Excellent. Where do you want it on your slave, Sir?"

"On the right shoulder blade, about 4x6, like an index card."

"I'll draw it up a design for your approval. It will probably take half an hour to forty minutes. If you have any other shopping to do please go ahead. If this slave were on a leash, it may go with you provided you keep my receipt with you as proof you are getting a mark today."

"Excellent, I need to head over to the blacksmith for two chastity devices and collars. Send me your design to my cell please. The one attached to my account."

Two chastity devices were picked out at the blacksmith. They were both different than Faro's. They were like a metal jock strap that just sits on the hip bones so they cannot be pushed downward and off. They also slipped through the crack of the ass with a small opening for full bathroom uses. The front cage is a moderately slim tube for the penis. No room for any erection, but neither will be having one so it doesn't matter much. The testicles would not be hidden, but rather enclosed in a grate of small hooks that would just wrap around them and secure via restricted space behind them. Rollo and Lad will endure a lot of pain to get their testicles within those enclosures. Faro is glad Master chose a different kind of device for its package.

Next were the collars. The Blacksmith shoppe worked with the restraint shoppe around the corner. Rollo will get a leather collar with a brown strap layered on top of a black strap buckled with a stainless steel buckle. Lad will be getting a leather collar with a black strap layered on top of a gray strap buckled with a black buckle. Then came the surprise. Faro will be getting a new collar as well. It is a gray leather strap layered on top of a black strap with a black buckle. Master's words, "Matching collars for brother slaves. Rollo will be my gimp."

With that, the artist texted Master the design for his slaves and he approved. Faro was led back to Stanley's Market dressing room for the mark. It was not quick. The artist was quite meticulous in his design, and took his time to get it right. It's in a place Faro will never be able to see it, but in a place where everyone around will be able to see it easily. It took a few hours to do Faro, Lad, and Rollo, but Master is happy. Lad was difficult. It had to be tranquilized in order to calm down enough to be tattooed, but it also made transporting Lad back to Master's home easier too. Rollo seemed to get off on the pain of the tattoo. Master chose a good gimp for his pleasures. Faro cried like a girl, and Master held its hand through it all. Rollo wanted the branding today too. Faro agreed so Master didn't have to come back. Blackwell brands on the three asses of Master's slaves. Master may now take us shopping with pride to what he owns. Faro will wear Master's mark with pride wherever it goes.

Master took his new property one at a time into his house. Faro was first in the door, tied into a sleep sack and hung in the air. Lad was dragged in and put into another sleep sack, sewn up and lifted up next to Faro. Rollo was brought in kicking and screaming. Faro was surprised, but master backhanded it, cutting Rollo's lip, and finally settling it down. Rollo was tied to the wall where Faro once found itself when it was young. Rollo's wrists were restrained with outstretched arms on either side chained to the wall. It's legs were just wider than shoulder width apart chained to the wall. Last thing is that Master took a narrow, rounded hook and inserted into Rollo's ass, attached it to a chain and lifted Rollo's ass into the air till the chains on the wall strained. Rollo cried out in pain, but this is Rollo's life from now on. It will accept pain with love or with content, but it will take everything it is given. Just what a gimp deserves and needs in life.

Faro knew life would be fine when 4:00 am rolled around and morning wood set in. Lad was groggy but woke up, and so did Rollo. Neither could resolve the pain in their groins. Faro hasn't been allowed an erection in years. The cries are Master's alarm clock. He came downstairs to begin their training, and play with his new toys.