That afternoon seemed very quiet considering all he had seen. What he didn’t know is that the women of the tiny African country had banded together and ceased the weapons cashes of both sides killed the male leaders and top commanders of each army and had began to form a new government based on their wishes.

Alone without his backpack or any possessions but his wallet, digital camera and passport

Kerry was hiding out in an alley making his way to the nearest boarder. It had been days since he left the hotel and he was tired, dirty and scared. At nightfall he would continue his trek towards the boarder. The fighting had gone on for several days and the two male military groups had fought a bloody civil war for days. Not the best time to visit for a photo safari.

Dusk had just settled into darkness and Kerry was on the move down back streets ducking into doorways, behind trucks and into side streets. It was exhausting but he knew that white foreigners were the first to be killed by the two military groups. They had dragged them out of their hotels and cars and into the streets chopping off their heads and in many cases raping the younger women. With the skill of a secret agent Kerry had made a lot of progress that night until he was spotted by a woman representing the new regime. He felt he could trust her as she and her sex had been used and abused by the countries men.

As she approached him she yelled out for her guards to cease him. He tried to run but was hit in the stomach by the butt of a riffle. Falling to the ground he was shackled by the hands and feet and dragged to a waiting truck. Inside was a scared German boy a little younger then him. Bruised and bleeding Peter was happy to see another white guy. The doors slammed shut and they heard the woman say to take them to the slave processing plant and the truck started to move quickly down the dusty streets. It seemed like 2 hours before they arrived at a place that would become their worst nightmare.

Making friends quickly Peter had assured him that he would do everything he could to get them out of danger. He thought that they might be picked up by American diplomats or someone sympathetic to their situation. Peter spoke to Kerry in his thick German accent and told Kerry that they had been visiting on vacation and his parents were marched into the street and killed but not before they witnessed their daughter bent over a car hood stripped and raped by at least ten huge black men. They had used her until she fainted to the street and then they left her for dead. Peter had escaped because he hid in the dirty pile of towels the maid had left.

The truck doors flew open. Peter and Kerry were dragged into an old factory building. They were met by well dressed women who told the guard she was claiming them as slaves for service to her. She walked up to Kerry and told him that he was now owned property. Any fight from him would be met with torture and death. Peter was also told of his slave status.

They entered the building and were immediately fitted with a heavy black iron collar with a big ring. The ring was attached to a chain hung from the ceiling. Kerry looked around the room and the guards were tending to other white slaves some of which were sucking big black cocks or being tortured. They were all being processed for their new submissive lives.

Peter and Kerry stood there as the woman and the guards discussed something. The guards then came over to them and proceeded to strip them naked. It was then Kerry saw the huge cock on Peter. It had to be twice the size of his and he was considered big.

Their slender naked bodies were trapped with their hands, feet and necks chained. Their captors looked at Kerry’s passport and laughed at their new slave, an American. He was only a piece of meat to them. Pocketing his camera and money their piles of clothes were taken away leaving them alone in their nakedness. There thick pubic patches of hair stood out from their smooth white skin the sun had never tanned. One guard started probing their asses and mouths measuring them and another guard started to give them both a hand job measuring their erect sizes. Peter was younger but by far was the winner. He was also uncut where Kerry had suffered a circumcision at birth.

Their new owner whispered something to one of the guards and Kerry was hoisted onto a Y shaped bench. His neck and collar chain slid down to a post and his hands were re-secured around the post. His ankles were tightly fastened to iron rings on the bench. As the woman watched she smiled at him knowing what was to come. Kerry was gagged and shaven head to toe. He could not understand what was happening but also watched as Peter was modified with rings in his ball sack nose and nipples. He heard him scream in pain as the attachments were made without any numbing. Next they were both branded with the woman’s house symbol. The pain on Kerry’s chest was the worst he had ever felt.

Now Kerry was well secured and recovering from his branding. The guard came over to the bench with what looked to be a doctor. He had a very particular tool in his hands. Suddenly Kerry realized what was happening. He bucked and pulled on his chains but was unable to move. He knew they were taking his balls and making him a eunuch. He screamed into his gag but the work continued. The woman stepped up to him and rubbed his muscular young thighs and moved her hand up to his ball sack. She spoke to him in English and said that his old life was gone and he would now serve her as her slave. After his surgery he would be trained but never trusted and he would learn new ways to serve her especially with his tong and ass. She worked his cock until he shot cum everywhere. She giggled and said that would never happen again.

The tool was placed first on his cock. SNAP! Off it came and the doctor attended to the wound. Kerry was in shock. He was even cuming out the hole where his beautiful manhood had been moments before. One of the guards picked up the severed appendage and held it like a cigar laughing and grabbing his big black crotch. He was horrified! How could this be happening to him? The doctor then came back and sliced into his ball sack pulling both balls out of their bag. He quickly sliced them at the roots and made a nice incision around the rest of his bag. Kerry then passed out not even knowing about his new redirected pee hole. He was truly a eunuch slave now.

Kerry woke up to the surreal scene of his smooth groin and new friend Peter being fucked by a big black man and another white slave. The white slave then proceeded to lick the cum out of his ass as he bowed to the black man. The black woman had returned and removed Kerry’s gag. She ran her hand over his smooth new cunt and snapped her fingers. The black man who had just fucked Peter came over to him and reversed his position on the bench. His stomach was now pressing against the bench. The man dropped his loin cloth again and worked his cock into full erection. Without any lubrication he started fucking Kerry. After what he had just been through it was almost pleasurable.

Next they motioned for Peter to be brought over. He pushed back thinking he was going to get the same treatment. The women said not to worry that he had been chosen to stud and work on her plantation. However he also needed lessons in pleasuring whoever his master wanted him to pleasure. That included men. His collar chain was positioned behind Kerry. He inserted his big cock into Kerry’s sore ass and started pumping and was applauded for his efforts. He felt a power over his first rape victim he had never had. He actually enjoyed Kerry’s submission to his hard pumping.

In the following days the country had stabilized and no men were left in charge of any powerful position. They now took orders from the woman and were treated as submissives. There were many new slaves processed and bred. Peter often saw Kerry and as a stud used his big cock as he chose or was commanded by his woman master.

Kerry lasted only four years and was sold to a Muslim in the Middle East. Rumor has it that he was further modified with breasts and dressed in woman’s panties to please his master. Soon after that, he was tossed into the sea with a weight as his master grew bored with him and had bought a new male from Italy.

Peter produced many new slaves for the woman’s empire. After his usefulness had ended, he was used for target practice by the woman’s army and killed. Of course they first targeted that big dick and sack before the final shot killed him.

His sister who was so brutally raped and left for dead survived and became a CNN News Reporter. She worked for years with the United Nations and slave survivors who had escaped the country to gather the facts of her family’s demise. I interviewed her last week and wrote this story as it was just too painful to do herself.

One of those survivors had found Kerry’s memory chip from his camera. He had captured many of the crimes, deaths and atrocities including a shot taken by one of the guards at the slave processing center. It showed Kerry and Peter being stripped while chained to the ceiling. It was those photos that lead to the liberation of the country last month.

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