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My Trip to Paris – Chapter 13
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 13: Stage Struck
“Thanks for the gossip,” 8363 said. “You know how it turns me on.”
“Anything to serve,” I said.
“You definitely like serving the Colonel.”
If you can shrug when you’re wrapped up in a bunk with the guy you’re shrugging at, I shrugged.
“Too bad,” he said, “that he’s just running a test.”
“Yeah. To see if I’ve been tamed. He said he could tame me, and he was right. He’s got his answer.”
“Actually, he’s testing himself.”
“Sure, sure.”
“You can’t fuck something that doesn’t get you hard.”
“So?”
“So you think he likes being turned on by the tool he’s made out of you? I like it, but that’s because I’m a tool myself.”
“I’m glad you’re screwed onto me.”
We played for a while. He had an amazing tongue—great in my mouth, great on my toes, great when it slithered across my bald head. Then he told me, “He’s testing himself to see if he wants to be like you. If he wants to be tamed . . . punished . . . shackled . . . worked . . . .”
“Who cares? Just keep doing what you’re doing . . . .”
My Trip to Paris – Chapter 07
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 7: Everyone’s Dream Is a House of His Own
The three months were over, and it was a Sunday—time to celebrate the end of Training Team. The 16 convicts in my cell spent the day cleaning every inch of it, so we would leave it, as 7930 said, “much better than you found it.” Sergeant Wong came to inspect the cell, found problems invisible to us, and made us spend two more hours on “tidying up.” When he returned, the place had been re-cleaned, our bunks had been stripped, our gear had been piled on top of them, ready to travel, and we had dressed up in fresh uniforms, ready for our final inspection. Several of us needed to straighten our shirts or hitch up our pants or screw our caps more firmly onto our heads, but finally, with shoulders squared and eyes gazing resolutely forward, we left our barracks and marched to the Parade Ground, where Colonel Bridger was waiting to review us.
I don’t understand why I was so shocked. I knew he was running the place. I no longer assumed that was a good thing. I did hope I would never have to encounter him, that he would never see me in my convict suit with my number and picture clipped to my chest. Wrong again.
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Island Paradise – Part 2: Chapter 20
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 20: Stallion A, Meet Stallion B
The slap in front of me was what I’d call an old guy. Forty years old, maybe–but he looked older and younger at the same time. His face was sort of weathered and there were scars on it, like his tools had hit him a few times—not too bad though. Actually good, if you know what I mean. But what I mean about young . . . . He wasn’t one of those slaps that always manages to get issued issued a suit of browns that are a little too small for its Giant Bulging Muscles. His browns were sorta loose and baggy, but you could tell from the way they fell off his pecs and his arms and his thighs that he definitely had things under control in the physical department. So that was interesting! But what was really young about him was just the way he was standing in the stall, leaning one arm on the upper rack, like he was saying, OK, whatever, I’m here, so what?
So what can I say? He was fuckin made for that stall, and that fuckin stall was made for him. Question was, how well was I gonna fit in?
“OK,” he said, “I’ll show you how it goes in here.”
Island Paradise – Part 2: Chapter 07
By Joshua Ryan
Chapter 7: Carefully Review Your Vocational Options
Next morning, I dunno, I actually felt better about goin to class. You know when somebody says you should “get a life”? But now it was like, yeah, I do have a life. You can’t see it, cuz it’s outside of all this annoying shit I’m doin around here, but I do have it. And my life could actually end up in a different place. It probably won’t, but it could! Just reading that SLP stuff—that was so hot! In high school the English teacher talked about “escape literature,” which was supposed to be bad, but I didn’t think so. Would I like to escape? Hell yes! Give me more of that stuff to read.
So that night I started reading through the Volunteering thing again, and doing it real slow this time, just to enjoy all the fantasies. I noticed a lotta shit that I didn’t see before. Like in the INTERVIEW step, when you read over what they said, they didn’t say they’d be asking what was your opinion about anything. They didn’t say they were gonna “counsel” you or “advise” you or make some “suggestions” to you, the way people always did with me. Especially my dad. Have I told you I wished he’d been more of a man? But anyways, they were inviting you to the interview so they could find out whether you would fit in, and then they would TELL you. Also, when you got to the end of a Step where you were supposed to click the button to submit whatever kind of stuff they wanted from you, there was something like, “You will be notified whether you have permission to advance to the next Step.” In other words, you weren’t in charge, they were.
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