"James eh? The black monkey, who do he believe he is. Being all high and mighty as a class president. Let me
show you how it is done."
They enter the room where James was chained, he wore kakhis and a plaid shirt with a white undershirt. "Hello
boy. How are you?"
"Get me the fuck out of here!" Jamal demands when he looked at you. "You! I always knew a motherfucker racist
piece of shit like you were for something like this, but I am not afraid of you cocksucker."
"You little piece of..." began but you are stopped by your companion.
"No, no you must not fall at his level. The negro has to recure to cursing as he knows he has to bluff against
a superior being."
"Who the fuck do you think you are?" replied the black boy.
"Who do you think you are?" said your companion presing a button.
The look on your classmate mellowed. "Correct me if I'm wrong: Aren't you a black boy?"
"Yes. I am." responded James with an angry tone but in much more calmed fashion.
"Aren't you proud of being black?"
"Don't blacks originate from Africa?"
"Yes that's true."
"Haven't studies showed that hominid had their origin in Africa too?"
"Yes."
"Then weren't the first hominid your ancestors?"
"Yes..."
"Haven't studies also proof that modern men came after when hominids colonized other parts of the world?"
"Yes...?"
"Then it has come to the conclussion that white people has evolved further than blacks right. Evolved from the
blacks, right?"
"I... I suppose..."
"Then it may be said that we evolved from your kind, just like you evolved from monkeys. So it's natural for
you to feel like a monkey to us right?"
"I guess."
"Of course is right. Before you said to be proud to be black, and therefore of being African, but you don't
look too proud if you ask me."
"I don't?"
"Of course you don't. You are not dressed properly. How are the tribes in Africa dressed like? Aren't most of
them in the nude? Isn't Africa really hot? Aren't you hot? You are hot. Take them off. Show your black pride."
"Yes... But then I... I'll..."
"Naked? Haven't you been naked before? Haven't I told you that you are like a monkey to us. "
"Yes." said Jamal as his bounds became undone he began taking off his clothes, he didn't even hesitated with
the underwear, there he was wearing only the collar.
"Yes, Isn't that your natural state?"
"Yes."
"Aren't you horny being naked? Don't you get horny touching yourself? You are horny, right?"
Jamal's member becoming completely erect.
"Aren't you wearing a collar?"
"Yes I am."
"If you are, but a monkey to use, that means you are nothing but an animal right? A horny animal"
"Yes."
"Annimals who wear collar must belong to someone right? Aren't animals called pets?
"Yes."
"You are animal, who wear a collar. You must have an owner. Do you know who your owner is?"
"No."
"This young man is your owner. Which means he is your master. Right?"
"... yes..."
"He is your master, pets die without their masters, you'll die without him, he is your reason to live,
therefore you must honor and obey him."
"Yes..."
"And you mustn't disrespect him either. You must call him sir or master."
"Right...
"How would you call him?"
"Master."
"No. That's way to sofisticated for you, all your blood goes to that monstrous cock that's always horny, not
leaving enough for that brain of yours. You are not that bright, not that intelligent, you slur words.
Therefore how do you call him?"
"Massa?"
"Right. And you must not disrecpect his peers, call them sirs or ma'am."
"Yes... sir."
"Good. But the truth is you have already been disrespectful to him and his peers. Having been dress up like
one of his kind."
"But..."
"Don't sass us. Look around aren't the only dressed here are us, look at yourself that's your natural state,
otherwise is unnatural, is wrong, you were wrong. He is your master beg forgiveness."
James got on his knees and he said. "Massa... Please forgiv' me."
"You must be punished, present your back side." your companion produced a crop and he gave it to you, he
instruct you to smack his black arse with it, which you. With is stroke James cries in pain. You continue
until your companion tells you otherwise. "Now thank him."
"Yes... Sir. Thanks massa..." said sobbing.
"This is how it is, you belong to your master, your legs carry his duty, your body does what he commands, does
protuberant lips just open when he requires an answer, that head think only on the master, your back is to
receive the punishments you deserve, that cock to spawn for the master's sake. Your are nothing but a filthy,
horny, dumb animal for your master amusement. Always eager to serve the master."
"Yes sir..."
"Lastly what's your name?"
"James, sir."
"No. That's not a proper name for you. You'll be Jambo, just Jambo. Does Jambo understand?"
"Yes... Jambo undestand, sir."
"Good. You'll wait here for your master's return."
"Yes, Jambo wait for massa."
You both leave the room leaving a completely changed boy behind. "That was amazing, how did you trick him."
"Trick him, I simply stated the truth. Now you must do it yourself."