I’m planning on completing the final chapter of my story “Th..
🕑 Added 2022-07-19 01:13:28 +0000 UTC
I’m planning on completing the final chapter of my story “The Awakening” which I had originally started two years ago. While I work out the details I’m going to revise and repost end previous chapter to refresh myself and everyone else. Hope you enjoy
The Awakening
Prologue
Mr Barnes walked briskly down the corridor while adjusting his tie and dark armani suit. It was late at night and the modern office building was virtually deserted. He was a middle aged man and his age and position taught him when to hurry and not. Using the knowledge of when to hurry and when to be patient had enabled him to work his way up to the inner circle of the most powerful and secretive criminal organization in the world. He knew that the news he had, called for him to hurry. Barnes paused briefly to adjust his wireframe glasses and pat down his graying, receding hairline. Mr. Barnes has always been careful of his appearance. He continued down the dark hall until he came upon large black double doors.
The doors were flanked by two tall, muscular uniform guards. Even in his hurry, Mr. Barnes couldn’t resist checking out the bodybuilding guards. Their almost identical, ruggedly handsome faces showed no emotion toward him. He is a member of the inner circle and wasn’t a threat to them or the ones that were meeting behind the massive doors. The utility vest, much like those worn by police swat teams, hid their muscular chests but displayed their thick, well defined arms. Barnes was often amazed how large their arms were. They were as large as a man’s head, and the small businessman was sure they could easily crush a man’s skull with their bare large hands. In those large hands and thick veiny forearms they each were holding small machine guns. Their tight black pants displayed their massive thighs, that could crush a man as well. Barnes was sure they were trained and capable of killing a man with their bare hands, or legs. In their previous lives they were either special forces or hired mercenaries before they were captured and reprogrammed to serve the Cartel. Mr. Barnes always wondered how many women those two muscular soldiers had fucked before they were captured and broken. However, now neither soldier could remember how to fuck a woman let alone how many. The only knowledge they kept from their previous life was how to follow orders and kill someone when ordered too. They now have no other allegation except to the Cartel. Neither man could even remember his family or previous life. It didn’t matter to them. They were obediently loyal to the board members they were assigned to protect. As they moved to open the doors for Barnes, he briefly admired their muscular asses before he entered the dark conference room. Their buttocks were large and powerful as they stretched their uniform pants and so tempting for the older man. The Cartel’s soldiers had strict workout and diet regiments that left their bodies flawless and shredded. Disappointedly, Barnes knew the guards assigned to protect the board of directors were off limits. Only a board member can fuck his personal guards. A privilege that the board members took full advantage of.
Although the conference room was dark, Mr. Barnes could make out its elegance as he entered the room. The only lumination in the large room originated from the lights of Dubai coming through the wall of windows at the head of the room. The walls and floors of the large conference room were made of black Italian marble. There was no single location that served as the physical headquarters of the Cartel. The Cartel’s vast wealth and assets allowed them to have offices and property in every major city in the world, as a result the Cartel’s headquarter is wherever its board is meeting at a given time. The lights of the modern Middle East city displayed the ancient nude marble statues that stood along the side walls. On the left wall was a huge marble frieze of an orgy between gods and men. Muscular men were frozen in time, wrestling and fucking each other. The sculptor had detailed every flexing, struggling muscles. Mr. Barnes was always impressed by the beautiful artwork that the Cartel had in its possession.
Among the works of art were living works of beauty as well. In each dark corner, Mr Barnes could make out beautiful half naked youths standing in the shadow, holding gold trays of fine wines and cigars. They each wore only thin loincloths of gold cloth. The four athletic younger men were inspiring social media influencers and celebrities in America, before the youths’ beauty gained the attention of the rich old men that ran the Cartel. They were now mindless slaves, thinking only about serving and pleasure other men. Mr. Barnes had experienced one or two of those boys’ pouting, full lips on his cock before and knew how pure heavenly they were. Each boy’s hair was cut short on the side and thick on top, perfect for men to grab hold of while fucking their sweet mouths and smooth boypussies.
The room’s darkness hidden the identity of the dozen men that sat around the large rectangular conference table. Mr Barnes was always in awe when he stood before the Board of Directors of the Cartel. Their individual wealth far exceeds that of any Elon Musk or Jeff Bezos, and their power exceeds any politician’s, however their names won’t appear on any list. In fact, their identities were known only to a few in the inner circle. The men were reviewing a report before each of them, while Alex Thornton stood at the head of the table reading the report out loud. Alex Thornton was a tall, thin American, who was considered a genius at finance. “The SkinTrade gyms have recorded a 25% rebound in profit since the end of the pandemic. While the pandemic had a negative impact on our brothas and on the income generated from the Alpha Tu Beta fraternities, we are forecasting an increase in profits over the next couple of months. We have a 15% increase in online cam site subscriptions. While Sales of Alpha-B continued to remain strong. Our partnerships with and acquisitions of several pro athletic leagues is showing potential growth in the coming years. Leagues owners are very open to supplementing lost revenue from spectators with commissions from the pimping out of their athletes.”
Barnes was growing impatient with Thornton’s presentation. Thornton’s reputation as a financial genius far exceeded him, as was his taste for roughly dominating muscular athletes. Barnes remembered a rather embarrassing incident involving Thornton fucking a star American football player so hard that the muscular younger man had to miss several games due to injuries to his well developed ass. Barnes cleared his throat. Thornton turned and looked toward him, as well as several board members who looked up from reading the reports. Thornton wasn’t used to being interrupted by someone he considered beneath, and as far as Thornton concerned Barnes wasn’t above him. Mr. Barnes gathered himself and spoke only three words, “They found it.” Thornton knew at that moment his presentation was over, and he stepped aside. The board members who sat on both sides of the long table turned their heads from Barnes to the Chairman’s chair. The high back leather chair was turned with it back to them while Thornton was speaking. The chair now slowly turned and the older, grey haired man who occupied the chair stood up. He didn’t say a word as he walked to the window and looked down upon the sparring new, modern city beneath him. The room was high above the city below, looking down at the mega city below them. Lord Giles wasn’t an imposing man, in fact he was ratherly short. However, his appearance did little to distract from his power, as the chairman of the most powerful organization in the world.
Finally, Lord Giles spoke with an aristocratic English accent. “For centuries the Cartel had stood in the shadows, guiding and manipulating the world governments and events. We had seen the Persian court and the court of Alexander the Great come and go. We have ruled Rome at her greatness, and have saved civilization after her fell. The cartel built and ruled its own hidden empire based on men's desires and lust for each other. All a long, for thousands of years, we had searched history and the world for a long erased legend.” Lord Giles returned to the table and placed his hands on the back of his leather chair, “if we had finally found him and can fulfill the legacy, the Cartel will not have to remain in the shadows, and we will take our rightful place by bringing about the New Order”
The powerful chairman walked over to one of the waiting pleasure boys. The boy’s brown eyes lowered in submissiveness as the older man reached under his gold loincloth and began to fondle the fast hardened boy cock. The boy had a large social media following with videos of him dancing, lip syncing shirtless, showing off his chisel smooth body, before he was captured and enslaved.
Lord Giles continued to grope and squeeze the boy’s cock, as turned his attention to Mr. Barnes, “contact our allies in the US military. It is time to fulfill the prophecy.”
“Yes, sir,” Barnes lowered his head in respect and turned to leave.
