The sale of slaves. Final Part

Mario had already chosen Héctor as his first slave. The last time we spoke, I promised him that he would take 2 of my slaves and my Foreman José to his farm, at a negotiable price, so Mario was happy since he could recover the time and improve his poor harvest before the end of the year.

The grape harvest is very lucrative, which is why the slave business would be very profitable for me. I spoke with José to impose himself on the two slaves that Mario would choose. With a firm hand, with lashings and a dominant attitude, he would make them work like never before in their lives. If they managed to exceed expectations with the harvest quota that Mario projected, then I would negotiate with him an extra bonus for the profits generated by these slaves. All that was left was for Mario to choose the second slave. There were 4 options, Pedro, Socra, Dan, and Manu.

The choice of Héctor took a long time; Mario and I had drunk enough, the atmosphere was one of joy and celebration for this business. Sitting in nearby seats, I raised my glass of good Whisky and toasted Mario's health, "Cheers to Mario!", I said.

Mario: "To your health, Friend!"

All this under the watchful eye of our respective Foremen, attentive to obeying any order; my faithful José, standing, with his tattered clothes, legs slightly apart, hands behind his back, head bowed, looked at me for a moment and then looked back at the ground.

On the other hand, the four slaves had been waiting for more than an hour, hanging from their wrists on a hook on the wall, handcuffed, naked, legs apart, their feet barely touching the ground, their imposing and firm penises held with wires, sticks, and cotton, in full view of Mario; Gagged, which made their breathing agitated, their mouths dry and their bodies sweaty from the heat, their sweat ran from their foreheads to their feet. Four fat, strong, and submissive slaves for sale, for Mario to choose the next one.

Mario: "Tell me about the reward you promised", Mario says to me.

"What reward, what are you talking about?", I ask him. The four slaves who were hanging on the wall managed to hear our conversation.

Mario: "I'm talking about the reward, what did you promise them?", he asks me again.

"Well, money, a lot of money, if they work well for you", I replied. It's a lie, they are slaves, so they should only care about their Master's happiness, but I know they are here for the money, and that would motivate them in some way, although I also know that they like being humiliated, beaten, and treated like animals, which is a natural instinct, since for them there is nothing easier than obeying and nothing more satisfying than being punished and humiliated, that's why I chose them, they adore me as their God, that's why I brought up the topic of reward or money, as psychological motivation, so they can exceed Mario's harvest quota and fill me with money.

I get up fr...