THE ANNEX

THE ANNEX 25

They gave no names. They refused to remove the puppy hoods. The butler stood silent.
The headmaster stood and walked to the tall dark man the pigs had dubbed the cadaver.
"What is your name?"
"Whatever my master chooses to call me."
"As of this moment you have no master. I told Josh Logan I was taking you and the two boys plus whatever it is you are supposed to put in a box at the auction site. I'm going with you to collect whatever or whoever that is. With my security and the FBI."
"My master has instructed me to......"
"You have no master. No, wait, I am your new master. Let's go" security took the butler by the sleeve and they followed the headmaster out the door.
"Rhys, Wiley, Lyric, Huntr. I know you're all concerned. Take care of these boys until we get back.
Since Alex didn't make the meeting, Lyric and Huntr led the puppies by their collars to the craftsmen shop. The ones who build equipment for the Academy.
"Stern,  hey, " A muscled man turned to see seven boys crowding into his workshop"
"Huntr! Where you been keeping yourself? I miss your visits....."
"No time, Stern. These collars and cock rings are remote controlled. I don't know how far the signal reaches so we've got to get them off right now". Lyric nudged Huntr aside with a look that said 'visits?'
"It's urgent. Orders from the headmaster (he lied) priority one. We need you to get them off these boys"
Stern took a look under the boys's hoods to get a closer look at the gold colored collars. There was a red and a green light and only a very faint line. "Umm hmm"
He bent down to raise the kneeling boys to their feet. Looking at the cock rings, he stopped short and with an alarmed expression looks at Lyric and Huntr.
"What is this. Why didn't the headmaster tell me himself. And who are all these boys? "
Stern put a hand to his brow "How could this have happened?" He was looking at the cock ring of the castrated boy.
"No time for that now  we have to get them off. Now. Before the guy with the remote activates them. They'll die, Stern!! We have to do this now. We'll help if we can, tell us what to do." The man clearly upset by what he saw, he had to recover for a moment.
"Huntr. Go tell Havery to search CII on the internet and stay with him, if he finds it then call me"
"Lyric , we may be able to keep the signal from reaching these things. We have to go the hospice"
"What, that'll take too much time !"
"There's a room there that's lead lined. Don't ask me what it's used for. Maybe from the last tenant. It's the best chance we have". Stern was talking while pulling along both puppies.
What a sight they must have been. Mid morning, eight guys, all but one naked two blocks to the hospice. They entered the hospice doors all talking at once.
Stern pointed to Rhys then pointed to the nurse behind the lobby desk.
The lady in blue scrubs stood "What are you doing? You can't go back there......"
Rhys grabbed the women's hand and tried to explain what was happening. "This is an emergency we need nurses sent to wherever the lead-lined room is."

The six guys found the lead-lined room. It was in the basement. It was a vault, a bank vault.
"Well now we know what this building used to be. Get those  boys in here. "
Rhys met them at the vault, he looked at the odd box with a two ton door. Cool"
"We need to close the vault door without actually closing it. I don't want to be trapped in here, especially with you perverts". Stern was hoping for at least a smile. Nada
Stern is handed the phone. "Hey Havery. What 'cha got ? Chinese,? I figured. You've got what?"
"Havery has one of the engineers on Skype. He's propping up his phone so maybe we can see each  other.
"Havery that's brilliant, I can see him. Hello there, I'm Stern Phillips in Los Angeles America, I have some of your product here and I need............what Havery?"
"Stern, he doesn't speak English."
"Oh fuck!! We're fucked guys, unless we can find........."
They all hear Havery blabbing away in what they figured was Chinese. They spoke at length.
"Stern, there's a thin line marking where the they locked together. "
"I see it. "
" You have to heat it as hot as you can. The two halves will split. You should be able to open it. He said the cock rings are the same"
"Thanks Havery, hey guys you heard the man, find something to heat this thing with. "
Not knowing what they're looking for or even where to begin to look , after a short hesitation they took off into the hospice in all directions.
Everyone had to use their imagination because nobody had a clue.
The blind hunt on for way too long. Stern was getting worried.
"Uh excuse me. Hello I'm the build......"
Everyone was talking, everyone was panicking.
After fifteen minutes a man in workman's overalls carried  a ladder into the vault, he was dragging an electrical cord.
"HEY!! Get out of here, there's too many of us already and we're in the middle of something far more important than anything you're planning to do"
Stern was fuming.
"Sir, I have a simple solution to your problem" the man in overalls pulled a rather large light bulb out one of the deeper pockets, along with a clip. He attached the light bulb to the socket at the end of the electrical cord, then attached the cord to the ladder with the clip. Aiming the light bulb at  the boy's collar he flipped on the light. It was dazzling bright.
"This is crazy. No lightbulb is going make enough heat,,,,,,,,"
The overalled man pulled a magnifying glass from another pocket. Holding the magnifying glass closer to the collar, the man was still not happy with what he had constructed.
"Nurse, get me a file folder and a pen"
A nurse who was standing outside the vault door turned and hurried back down the hall. Moments later,  she returned with what was requested. The man asked Stern to hold the file folder over the spotlight, but first he poked it with the pen. Trying again with some difficulty, the tiny spot shining on the collar moved to the right spot. The collar began changing color. The heat must have been excruciating as the collar began turning a dark red in the spot where the pinpoint of light was focused.
The boy began wailing, trying to put his hand over the burning collar. Holding him back,  his crying and screaming rose to a staccato pitch.
The collar crease opened, barely what looked like the width of a razor blade.
"It's too small,  I can't get anything in there. At least not anything strong enough."
"Scalpel!!" A man in doctors scrubs was looking in through the mass of naked boys.
Stern looked up "You got one?"
"Im a fucking doctor, what do you think?" While the doctor was talking he was tapping on  his cellphone "Marian? I need a number 10 and a number 15 scalpel. Bring them as fast as you can to the basement of the hospice next door. Hurry. Hurry!!"
"Get some of these guys out of here Lyric" Stern was making room for the doctor to come through.
Lamar, Wiley and Lyric stood outside in the room housing the vault. Lamar was looking lost in the pandemonium which surrounded them all. Everyone talking, no one really being heard. A clacking sound was soon heard, like someone trying to climb down stairs and not having an easy time of it. Coming into view was a woman doing her best to run to the vault where everyone was waiting She was panting so hard she couldn't talk. She held out a doctors bag. Seeming annoyed, with a look of displeasure the doctor began digging through the contents.
"Here, try this one" the doctor handed Stern a sharp metal blade.
"Uh.. you better do this doc."
The  doctor took the scalpel and tried to wedge it into the tiny crack.
"The other one!"
The panting Marian pushed into the room, found his bag and pulled out a slightly smaller one.
The doctor forced the sharp point into the crevice in the collar. It slipped in a few millimeters, giving Stern a worried look,  he turned it. The crack spread open an inch or two.
The crowd cheered.
"Holy fuck!!! "
Stern and the doctor widened the collar until it wouldn't budge any further . There was no way the metal collar could fit over the boy's head.
"Havery you still got that engineer on the line? Tell him we can't get  it any wider that three inches. Not wide enough."
Stern heard Havery speak in rapid Chinese.
"Stern,  he says pry the red and green lights out. There will be a small round button under one of them. It'll just be a small, flat piece of metal. Push it. "
Stern used a scalpel to pop out the two lights.
They all heard the collar snap open.
"YES ""
The naked annex boys and Lyric  joined in a group hug. The two "puppies" became boys again. Still, with troubled expressions they looked down, hands once again clasped in front of of them.
The remaining collar was also removed. The cock rings were a problem. They were much smaller and snugger. A smaller lightbulb was used, though it caused an equal amount of shrill screaming from the boys; the metal rings dropped to the floor. When all were removed, there were slaps on the back, hugs, handshakes and the two boys clutched each other, no one had yet noticed they were twins. The twins kept hugging each other and cried, and cried, and cried.

Rhys, Wiley, Lamar and the pair of twins sat on the bed in the sex pigs's room in the Annex.
"What should we call you? Not the dog names Logan named you, your real names."
The twins had been stonily silent since they left the vault. Holding hands the tears had not stopped. They shared a look, "I'm Ben, my brother's Jerry."
The bedful of boys smiled at the so far silent and mysterious twins.
Lamar was closest to the boy named Ben "Like the ice cream!"
The two freed slaves were embarrassed. Looked down, all four hands joined.
"Don't pay any attention to "cum-face", he's our resident dipshit" Rhys put one of his hands on the twins entwined fingers. "You guys are safe here, no one is coming for you. It's safe!!"
The twins nodded sheepishly. Not convinced.
Wiley joined Rhys, and put a hand on top of the little mound of digits. "Headmaster said you can stay with us as long as you want. If there's someone you want to call, we have phones you can use anytime."
Lamar, not one to be left out, joined the hand holding. "I'm Lamar, but you can call me "cum-face".
The four boys finally all smiled, some even laughed a little.
"Any time you want to talk, we'll leave that up to you. Headmaster said there may be some guys who want to ask you some questions......but he also said you don't have to"Rhys said in as reassuring a voice as he could muster
Wiley got up. "I know we've been given the day off......"
"Correction.....As much time off as we want,"
"You go ahead and lay your lazy ass around. I have responsibilities!" Wiley stood.
"You know I really love you when you play the pompous ass!" Rhys looked at Wiley with that "I'm so glad we're a "we" look"
"You probably want a look around the place where you're stuck at for the meantime, so use the bathroom. It's big. Help yourselves to whatever you see. There are some clothes here if you'd rather. Skimpy, but clothes anyway. You don't have to stay naked if you don't want to, but we're so used to it...well.....we're just used to it"
Rhys stood and wrapped a hand around Lamar's stiff dick. "We got work, boyo. I know you've seen our dicks are most always at attention, we take Viagra every day. Helps with the work load.......uh. .....maybe that's an explanation for later."
Wiley headed off to the dungeon wing, looking back into the room. "If you're wondering how to get out of here, this hallway to the right will take you right to the lobby door. No one will stop you. .....we hope you'll stay at least a little while.
The twins were alone. For a long time they stayed where they were sitting.
"I'm not sure what to think of all this."
"I don't trust them. Why should we trust anybody? Especially guys who run around naked all day and call some old man "Headmaster".....Head,,,,,,MASTER"
Ben had gotten up and looked in the bathroom.
"Jerry ....a toilet!! A real toilet!!"
"Damn. I was getting so used to licking your shitty ass"