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"It�s nice, not having to come up with a complicated plan for a change."
"Come on, boss, it is a little complicated."
"That�s my point, THOMAS. It�s only a little complicated."
"You could go simple. Look at who you�re getting."
"I like at least a modicum of finesse. I�m not some hoodlum. What were you thinking? Club them over the head, drag them here, throw them into a cell and have you run the wash-rinse-spin-dry on their minds? They may be unsophisticated, but I�m not. Neither are you."
"Ego and flattery will get you anything, and what you say has the ring of truth."
"Finally, agreement. Is the Silver Cloud ready?"
"Tuned up and all enhancements in place."
"Terrific! Time to get me some wonderfully witless hunky hayseeds."
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"I'm sure glad you guys were passing by. I don't know what I would've done."
Luke Duke said, "Yeah, ain't nothin� 'round here. The Jenkins�s place is about seven miles thataway, and that's the closest."
"This is a really isolated part of the county, then? Nobody nearer?"
"Nope." Bo Duke added. "Not a soul. It sure was lucky for you we happened on by."
"It sure was. Couldn�t have worked out better if I�d planned it that way. Would you mind looking under the hood? Seeing what you�re driving, you guys look like you know your way around a car. Maybe you can figure out what�s wrong."
"Sure thing . . ."
"Mark. Mark Keyes."
Bo Duke said, "Sure thing, Mr. Keyes. By the way, I�m Bo, and this is my cousin, Luke. Just pop the hood open, OK?"
"Done. Hinge is on the top."
Bo Duke said, "Wooo-wee! This car's even fancier on the inside."
Luke Duke said, "That's for sure. Ever seen anything like this before, Bo?"
"Nope. That there looks like a ball of gold!"
"Not exactly," said Keyes. "It�s a compressed transdimensional framework. It doesn�t really belong there, but seemed like the best place to keep it."
"If you say so. Hey, what's this here blue light?"
"Oh, it's part of the neuro-paralytic converter. The light means the crystal's fully charged and ready to go. It�s also where the alpha disruption beam comes out."
Luke Duke said, "I�ve heard of a catalytic converter, but not a, what�d you call it?"
"Neuro-paralytic converter. It�s a luxury feature I had specially installed. Had to go all the way to England to get the crystal." Then he added, low enough that the Dukes didn�t hear, "Thank goodness it was still there; giant spiders give me the willies."
Bo Duke said, "What the heck's it for, Mr. Keyes?"
"Hmm? Oh, please, you�re making me feel old. Just call me Mark, OK?"
Bo Duke said, "Well, OK, Mark."
"And to answer your question, showing�s better than explaining. It�s really great. Get a bit closer, and you'll really be able to see how it works. Don't worry, guys, it can't hurt you."
Luke Duke said, "If you say so, Mark."
"Good. Now, what it does is this."
Keyes pressed a button on the dash next to the stereo. The radiance faded, then grew, faded, and grew again, the light pulsing as if the crystal were a translucent heart pumping luminous sapphire blood.
Bo "Well, it's kinda pretty, but I don't . . . see . . . what. . ." Bo's voice trailed off.
"Boys, are you both watching the blue light?"
Both responded with a slurred "Yes."
"It�s so relaxing. Keep watching, boys, focus on the light. Don�t take your eyes off it."
Mark turned the tuner dial on the stereo clockwise until it clicked. A cone of bluish light emanated from the crystal, shining full on the faces of the engrossed cousins.
Mark got out of the car and walked over to stand beside them. Both were still as statues, bent over the engine, with wide-open expressionless eyes. The beam from the converter bathed their faces in a cerulean glow.
"What it does, boys, is neutralize higher mental functions by distorting the alpha waves in your brains, putting you into a sort of hypnotic trance. Not that I expect either of you could understand any of that, even if you were fully conscious. More simply put, until the effect wears off, it makes you docile, unable to initiate any actions, and completely open to suggestion." Mark rubbed his hand over Bo's denim clad ass, giving it a firm squeeze. He then reached around, delving into Luke's shirt, and tweaked the man�s left nipple. "Does that answer your question?" Neither Duke responded to Mark�s inquiry, nor his actions.
"Well, damn, THOMAS, they're well and truly under. Works like a charm."
"Of course it does. I designed it, didn't I?"
"Hey, I DID have a little to do with it to, you know."
"Picky, picky. Who's the genius around here?"
"Well, we BOTH are. And without me, you�d still be a pile of circuits and wires."
"OK, OK, you've got a point, Dad."
"I do at that, son. And I am proud of you, you know that?"
"Yeah, I know, but you COULD tell me a little more often. I�ve got feelings, too. You included them in the design, after all."
"You�re right, as usual, THOMAS. I�ll make a point of saying it more frequently, OK?"
"OK, boss."
"So, how much longer?"
"Just about another minute, and my readings show they'll be well and truly spaced out."
"Excellent. I must say, Bo looks even better in person. I thought Jimmy had the finest ass in the multiverse, but Bo here may give him some serious competition. I'll enjoy comparing them at leisure. So, what do you think? Blue suede chaps for both of these country boys?"
"It's definitely the best way to show off their ass-ets."
"Oh, THOMAS."
"What? That was funny."
At that moment, a chime came from the car and the beam shut itself off.
"Good, it�s done." Mark moved a few feet away from them. "OK, boys, don't hit your heads, and come over here and face me."
The two men stood up straight, turned and walked over to Mark.
"Alright, stop right there." he said as they got within three feet of him, "Don't move unless I tell you."
They stood, mute and slack-faced, as Mark leisurely inspected them from all sides. Satisfied, he faced the two. "You will do whatever I say. Whenever I give you a command, you will acknowledge it by saying 'Yes, Master'. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master" the two said.
"Good. Now, get a hard-on, both of you."
"Yes, Master." As Mark watched, the cousin's crotches swelled. He was impressed with both of them.
"OK, boys, I know that's gotta hurt a bit, in those extra tight jeans, so get soft again."
"Yes, Master." The bulges shrank until they had returned to their former size.
"Very good, boys. You'll make very nice slaveboys. I'm going to get in my car. I want you to follow me in the General Lee, Got that?"
"Yes, Master." When Mark got into his car, the Dukes walked over to the General Lee and hopped in through the windows, with Luke on the driver's side, as he'd been when they first met Mark.
Mark started his car and pulled onto the road. Checking in his rearview mirror, he saw the cousins were following him as instructed.
"THOMAS, anyone nearby?"
"Nope, boss. T'ain't nobody 'round fer miles."
"MUST you speak in that dialect? With the good ole boys, it's cute. With you . . . "
"It's still cute, and that's a fact, boss."
"Well, yes . . . but stop it anyway."
"Very well, sir. Will the Master be desiring any more of my services, or shall I retire?"
"Normal vocal mode, THOMAS, not John Gielgud."
"OK fine."
"Is the portal ready?"
"A-ffirmative, boss."
"Then open it up."
The gold ball shot out from the engine, followed by the hood slowly closing. Halting in midair, it unfolded until a twenty-foot-wide wire rectangle formed. The interior filled with blackness. Keyes drove forward, with the Dukes following. After crossing the threshold, the cars diminished like they were suddenly moving hundreds of miles an hour. The darkness vanished, the frame collapsed back into a ball, which buried itself by the side of the road.
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(Later, after a commercial break...)
Back on Keyes� Earth, Bo and Luke were laying on a table, naked. Both had on what looked like motorcycle helmets completely covering their heads.
"The guys are coming along just fine. They�ll be done in a few hours."
"Thank you, THOMAS. You know, I think I�ll kill that time getting the other pair."
"Thought you might. Fond as you are of the originals, I know you think the replacements were hotter."
"They were, in a taller and more muscular yet pretty boy kind of way. Duke cousins, part two, here we go."
(Fade to black, then fade up)
"So, literally the same plan?"
"A minor alteration or two, since we�re in a different part of Hazzard County. It worked on Bo and Luke. Don�t see why it wouldn�t on Coy and Vance. I got the impression they were dimmer anyway."
A car zoomed by, skidding to a halt after passing Keyes. Two young men leapt out, identically dressed in flannel shirts with the top three buttons undone, tight jeans and boots. The major difference was one was blonde and the other brunette.
"Hey, your car broke down?" said the brunette.
"Yes I am, Mister?"
"Mister�s too fancy. I�m Vance Duke and this is my cousin Bo." The two shook Keyes� hand.
"I�m Mark Keyes but you can call me Mark. Well, you guys couldn�t have come by at a better of time. I was about ready to walk to try and find someone with a phone."
"Then it�s sure good we found you. The Dunlap�s place is about eleven miles thataway, and that's the closest."
"This is a really isolated part of the county, then? Nobody nearer?"
"Nope." Coy Duke said. "Not nobody."
"Seems like things couldn�t have worked out better if I�d planned it that way."
THOMAS said so only Keyes could hear, "You did plan it that way. Twice."
Under his breath, Keyes said, "Hush, I�m trying to snare me some more Duke boys."
"Did you say something?" asked Vance.
"What? No, no, just thinking out loud. Would you mind looking under the hood? Seeing what you�re driving, you guys look like you know your way around a car. Maybe you can figure out what�s wrong."
"Sure thing."
The rest went just as it had with the first set of cousins. The only change was that Keyes squeezed both their asses and tweaked all of their nipples. After that, he brought the Dukes back to his Earth.
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(Later, after another commercial break...)
"The new guys are ready." Coy and Vance were on a table next to their cousins. All were naked.
"Make sure they�re ready-ready before you bring them out."
"Understood."
All four Dukes quickly became erect. Their cocks were above average size, none significantly larger or smaller than the other. The helmets were transported away, vanishing in sparkles. The men opened their eyes, got off the tables and stood in a line.
Keyes said, "Who am I?"
"You�re our master," they said together.
"Who are you?"
"We�re the Duke boys."
"And?"
"We�re your sex slaves too."
"What will you do for me?"
"Anything. Everything. Whatever makes y�all feel good."
"THOMAS"
"I couldn�t resist. Makes it sound sexier, don�t you think?"
Keyes could not disagree. "Yes. Yes it does. Alright guys. I want you to get on the floor and suck each other�s cocks. A circle suck."
"Yes master."
"Not joining in?" asked THOMAS.
"Not right now. I want to just watch for the time being. Yep, watching is good."
"So, when you do, is there one Duke you want to do first?"
"Well, to be honest, it was always going to be Vance. Those eyes, that body. Umph!"
Keyes closed his eyes for a minute, listening to the sucking, smelling their manliness. Looking again, he smiled. He remembered watching The Dukes of Hazzard so long ago, lusting after the leads. Now they were his. Them and so much more.
But who and what he had acquired so far could soon pale in comparison to what he was hoping to obtain in the near future. Things just kept getting better and better.
For now, though, he returned his attention to the incestuous orgy before him. Just a quartet of good ole boys, never meaning any harm, now serving their master the only way they knew how. "I�ll be happy to teach them more ways, though. Many, many more ways."
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CAST:
Vance Duke - Christopher Mayer
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