Additional TrainingkaylashayJanuary 9 2012, 03:08:07 UTC
"Additional training," had been all Gibbs said once Tony had been given his badge and Slave Agent Approval stamp from FLETC.
Tony had known that transferring his slave contract from a police force to the federal government, but he hadn't expected this. His past transfers had led to initial housing in the slave quarters at his designated precinct. After a year, he had an option to secure his own living space in approved slave apartments, but he had always remained at the precinct housing. It was safer.
Now, it appeared the federal government operated different. Or maybe it was just Special Agent Gibbs. The man had pull. Tony knew this. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in possession of a federal badge. So it shouldn't have surprised him.
He tugged lightly at the bindings that held him face first against the wooden frame that was a boat in process; a boat in the basement. He couldn't speak due to the cock gag that was situated in his mouth. He had a feeling it was modeled from the real thing. The real one he would be feeling somewhere in his body all too soon.
"Never had a slave agent under my command," Gibbs voice echoed behind him. He gave a slight twitch, but not the full jump he wanted with the bindings tightly in place.
"Judging by your surprise, you didn’t read the fine print in your contract transfer. The federal government doesn't like the responsibility of holding slave contracts. They usually just broker the deal and then transfer ownership to whoever will be in charge of the slave in question. So you're mine now. All mine."
Tony's body shuddered as he felt Gibbs' calloused hands trail up and down his naked, bound body. Then one of those strong hands slipped in front and started stroking his cock, which eagerly responded.
"Better pace yourself, DiNozzo," Gibbs all but growled into his ear. "You have a lot of training to go before you I'll let you release that."
And with a squeeze to his cock, Tony knew that his training had just begun.
Re: Additional TrainingkaylashayJanuary 9 2012, 21:39:47 UTC
There's a whole world for this. One where Tony was in debt at graduation due to his medical bills from his shot knee that also ended pro chances and pro paychecks. His dad had cut the strings so no support there.
He was left with two options, wait for the debt collectors to come and force him into slavery or set his slave contract with an industry of his choosing... Slavery was inevitable so he took the better option.
But that fine print can be a bitch. ;)
Although, I don't think Tony was minding it all that much.
Tony had known that transferring his slave contract from a police force to the federal government, but he hadn't expected this. His past transfers had led to initial housing in the slave quarters at his designated precinct. After a year, he had an option to secure his own living space in approved slave apartments, but he had always remained at the precinct housing. It was safer.
Now, it appeared the federal government operated different. Or maybe it was just Special Agent Gibbs. The man had pull. Tony knew this. Otherwise, he wouldn't be in possession of a federal badge. So it shouldn't have surprised him.
He tugged lightly at the bindings that held him face first against the wooden frame that was a boat in process; a boat in the basement. He couldn't speak due to the cock gag that was situated in his mouth. He had a feeling it was modeled from the real thing. The real one he would be feeling somewhere in his body all too soon.
"Never had a slave agent under my command," Gibbs voice echoed behind him. He gave a slight twitch, but not the full jump he wanted with the bindings tightly in place.
"Judging by your surprise, you didn’t read the fine print in your contract transfer. The federal government doesn't like the responsibility of holding slave contracts. They usually just broker the deal and then transfer ownership to whoever will be in charge of the slave in question. So you're mine now. All mine."
Tony's body shuddered as he felt Gibbs' calloused hands trail up and down his naked, bound body. Then one of those strong hands slipped in front and started stroking his cock, which eagerly responded.
"Better pace yourself, DiNozzo," Gibbs all but growled into his ear. "You have a lot of training to go before you I'll let you release that."
And with a squeeze to his cock, Tony knew that his training had just begun.
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Niiice indeed! Any chance for a sequel? *hopeful look*
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He was left with two options, wait for the debt collectors to come and force him into slavery or set his slave contract with an industry of his choosing... Slavery was inevitable so he took the better option.
But that fine print can be a bitch. ;)
Although, I don't think Tony was minding it all that much.
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So, um, when can we expect this epic? *makes grabby hands*
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