Art by HE THONG

Melagar gave a mighty bellow of a yawn as he greeted the new day. Around him, a team of nameless slave animals hurried about their grooming tasks. They tended to his coat, supplied his mountain spring water, and collected his urine, all working in total silence and with the greatest diligence lest they incur the Centaur Prince’s wrath in the form of a bone-shattering kick or getting thrown across the hall. Their welfare was of little consequence to him. If one fell, the next day another of the queer bipedal creatures would take its place.  The Centaur looked down in contempt at their docile behavior and deep-seated aversion to looking him in the eyes. Pitiful, but not unexpected. After all, these animals were stable-born, descendant from wild stock his dear father had victoriously brought home, in chains, from raids carried out in the King’s younger days. Compared to those savages, these colts had been broken in and put to work as soon as they could walk on their two weak legs. Wh

In broad daylight, 18-year-old construction worker Javier and 19-year-old economy student Timothy have been abducted by slave hunters. They arrived blindfolded and stripped naked in a large industrial complex known as The Factory . Possibly ten hours have passed, being locked up together with dozens of other naked young men, not knowing what to expect. The individual cages are not big enough to sit straight or lie down. In the distance they hear all kinds of disturbing noises such as heavy doors banging, guards yelling, captives screaming, as well as the shrieking sound of machines. Not being able to leave their cage even to use a toilet, some of the captives can't help but piss onto the captives below them. The stench of urine, shit and vomit is almost unbearable, as is the sound of some of the captives, crying, screaming for help, protesting or praying. Others keep themselves in silence. Some even try to find release by jerking off, without any shame or reserve t

To celebrate their one-year anniversary, Evan and Connor thought they would take a break from their pampered Western lives to explore the rugged splendor and exotic beaches of the tropics. However, after a few days of lounging at the luxurious five-star resort and scuba-diving in a calm little reef within shouting distance of the breakfast buffet, both men began to grow restless. It was Connor who first suggested to take up a little adventure and sneak off the beaten path to seek out a more "authentic" cultural experience. With only a few bottles of water, some bananas, and their smart phone chargers, the two American consultants managed to ditch their resort's tour of a local wildlife preservation and trekked their way inland, until they came across a small village adjoined to a bustling market. Keen to acquire some indigenous art for their foyer, the two were decidedly unaware of the small crowd of local men forming a dooming ring around them. In a matter of moments, bo

Javier Thorstein and Timothy Wickfield can't look any more different, standing next to each other in nothing more than their bare skin, chained to each other by the steel braces around their neck,  as representatives of two contrasting worlds. Still, for both of them, the chain implies their drastic transformation from young men, living their urban lives, trying to realize their dreams and building their future, into a destiny of submission and servitude imposed on them as fresh material for slave production. It was today, on the early-morning tube, that Javier and Timothy were silently standing next to each other, when suddenly they were surprised by a couple of professional slave hunters, who captured and forced them, stripped them naked, and handcuffed and blindfolded them into a steel cage in which they were transported to a large industrial complex in the outskirts of the town, which they will soon know as The Factory. Timothy, recently turned nineteen, is stil

Next morning at the outdoors set at Roman's hotel, the seven young slaves have to reproduce their exact position. While Roman in his star role of Zayn sunbathes by the pool, his slaves surround him, performing their duty as domestic slaves, exactly as the night before. This is the moment the director calls 'cut! ' through the tiny ear plug in Roman's left ear. For another full hour, Roman enjoys the services his slaves supply him, but this time for real, starting by removing his skimpy red bathing thong. After their contracts are signed, the lucky new slave boys will be locked into special cages in the basement of Roman's penthouse overlooking the ocean. From the first official shooting day on, they will be stripped of their identity, initiated by shaving off all of their hair, and will have their genitals locked up in a chastity device. For the next year, they will be internals living in captivity on the set of the reality soap called "Zayn'

Popular gay heartthrob and TV actor Roman Price is going to be the center of attention in a new home-cinema production, playing successful entrepreneur and rich kid Zayn Myers. The director of this production has organized a special casting session for young actors, applying for the role of the private slaves of the leading man. To secure the highest level of authenticity, all the actors have been scouted at various highschools, youth hostels, and saunas worldwide. None of these boys have any serious acting experience, but just a sincere desire to be dominated by an actual slave owner, particularly, by handsome Roman. The casting is recorded 24/7 to check which of them show the best natural talent and the best chemistry with the actor. After a week of intensive casting, seven selected young would-be slaves remain and serve Roman, while he relaxes, watching some porn in the room of his luxury hotel. At this time the director announces a final test before the debutants

This image demonstrates one of the paramount facts of enslavement, namely, the dispossession of all kind of privacy, as stated in my short essay " On owning slaves ". It has been taken just at dawn in the slave dormitory of my residence. You see the cubicles where the slaves have slept until a couple of hours before. The room is already being mopped up. Two of my personal slaves, which have attended my sexual needs during the night and have then slept at my feet, have already been dismissed from my bedroom and are using the latrine. Note the cages on top of the cubicles: keeping a slave there for two or three days is a form of light punishment for some kinds of misbehavior.

Here I am with Mr. Sahilatua, my main slave dealer, in his repository of unprocessed slaves. That particular bunch of freshly captured specimens had just arrived. They had already been narcotized and hung to the rail that would take them to the processing premises. I usually buy fully processed and trained slaves. In this case, however, I needed a replacement for my power generator at home, which employs five pedaling slaves at the time. Since the generator manufacturer recommends that the pedaling slaves have no arms, so that all the musculature development occurs in the legs, my choice had to be done before processing, for amputation to be operated during the process. It also was an opportunity to choose a slave which already brought strong legs. This is a good illustration of the capacity of a slave owner to decide on each and every piece of his slaves' bodies, as parts of his property, referred to in my short essay " On owning slaves ".  

As promised in my recent post " On owning slaves ", I will now give you a few details on the images that illustrated my short essay. The image above shows just a few uses that domestic slaves can have at home. It was taken one evening during my sister's New Year visit , while enjoying a glass of wine in a room that I like to call "my corner in the forest". There, you see a slave in the very standard function of serving us the wine. Two other slaves are used as furniture, as part of the coffee table. Note the versatility that the table can reach by a smart combination of slaves and a few pieces of wood. Finally, more to the background you have one of my living statues, created by myself. The title is "Icarus". As I have explained some time ago , slaves destined to furniture and decoration are especially trained by my foreslave to remain motionless by at least 24 hours. It is also my foreslave which takes care of punishment in the case of failure

Three months after the growth experiment on Michael, his mass gain had got redistributed across his body. His musculature became more proportioned and, at the same time,  his bones grew and his height increased. Always weighting around 950 lb, he reached 10′5″, or some 3.15 meters.  His room was modified accordingly. Only Michael’s penis -to the researchers’ amazement- maintained its relative size.  His slaves black and white gained experience in pleasing their owner, adapting as they could to his progressive growth. Disgracefully, they soon passed away in domestic accidents, one of them on the bed -its chest smashed beneath its owner’s glutes during a restless night- and the other with its head crushed by Michael’s enraged fist, after trying unsuccessfully to make its owner cum by frantically rubbing its full body against the enormous erect penis. In the subsequent years, many bodybuilder slaves belonged to Michael and died by his hand. The giant, however, treas

Although abhorred by modern, so-called civilized nations, slavery has been a widespread form of relationship between worthy men and their inferiors in most societies for more than 10,000 years. Yielding their own freedom and offering their full submission in exchange of protection, food, and health, seems only too natural for the vast majority of men who, by the inherent limitations of the human kind, are unable to secure a really dignified way of life. In turn, a man who -because of his physical, social, or economic power- prevails over those limitations, is legitimately entitled to profit his advantageous position and take under his custody as many slaves as his means allow, as part of his property, using and disposing of them as he sees fit.       Using slaves Taking a man's freedom -the pivotal circumstance of enslavement- not only means that he looses his history, his name, his possessions, his will, and all his rights. The crucial fact is that he ceases to be a pers