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THE TIES THAT BIND ~VII
By Waddie Greywolf PART VII~Revelations and Prophecies Part I~Sunday Morning Coming Down A child of horror, tortured terrors, roams the wasteland where, God found him ugly, unworthy, for any loving heart to share, A Monster who fucked the coldest womb he was to find, Destroyed his Manhood before he ever knew its’ prime. Years matured, two Angels wrestled with him found him fair, One saved his life, taught love, rhymed-words, his life to bear, Another Seraph’d Leather Master’s strength became his creed, Reformed his broken pride into a working vessel for his seed. Canto 18~Slave’s Song~W. D. Dux I awoke with the most wonderful full feeling and realized my Master was still implanted deep within me. I thought I might awaken him slowly if I started fucking his dick a little. I took a couple of stroke and eased back down and felt his snake began to grow. I took another pretty good stroke with my ass and the monster awoke. It pulled out to the head and smoothly sunk it back in and I heard an order whispered over my shoulder, “If you don’t quit that you’re gonna’ get fucked.” I whispered back, “Isn’t that what your slave is for Sir?” “Master Earl stretched and locked his cock way up my ass and said softly, “You think we can do it without the Peanut Gallery present.” “Well, I don’t know Buffalo Bob but Howdy Doody’s little butt is ready to be nailed.” Master started laughing and he whispered “Now cut that out you bad slave! You’re gonna’ make me wake up you know who?” “Yes Master, I’m sorry!” “The hell you say! Now, just for that insolence I’m gonna’ fuck the snot out’a you” Master said pulling my head back for a morning kiss. When he finally reached the point where I knew I was going to get my morning allotment of Master come my nose was truly running. He had succeeded in fucking the snot out’a me! What a good Master! Damn I’m sure he opened up his own hole back there. He gave me permission to shoot with him and I missed by seconds but hit it slightly before him and he said my asshole spasms were so hot he shot right when he felt it. My timing, he said, was perfect for his pleasure. That’s what I want to become. A toy for his pleasure. More than ever now. I was sad to think I only had this day left with him. He was so warm and giving of himself. I thought Masters were suppose to be aloof and distant. Master Jeb straightened me out about that. It’s just like any other relationship. However in these relationships your Master is Lord & Master of your person. He may ask your opinion, he may ask your preference, he may ask your preference for punishment but you learn, the final decision will be his. It must be that way! At least for him and I. He demands it and I need it! I was worried that maybe Master would not be as strong as I need because of his growing love for me. Master Jeb just chuckled when I mentioned that. His comment: “Son, you better fasten your seat belt if you go to be that man’s slave. He may love you deeper that any slave he’s ever had and tell you hourly of his love but hold on to your ass he is one demanding, strict disciplinarian, mean punishment son of a bitch. What he will demand of you, how he will discipline you, or how he will administer punishment will be in direct proportion to his love. If he didn’t care for you he wouldn’t bother. Beau you’ve grabbed a sleeping saber tooth tiger by the tail! I wouldn’t worry about it though, he’s exactly what you need! Few slaves could handle him. He knows that too. That’s why he hasn’t even considered another slave until you came along and I guess my prophetic words shook him to the core the day he stopped you. A wee small voice must have whispered, ‘Screw the ticket, Fuck the Kid!’” Master Jeb and I both laughed at that! Then he continued, On the other hand most Master’s would be lost to handle you. Wes was able to deal with him out of shear determination and an unquenchable love! Wes did indeed have a heart of a lion! You will find him easier to deal with from raw Natural talent and your deep need to serve him. You won’t be punished unless you do something really stupid and I can’t see you doing that. Poor Wes got punished because Earl was going to correct some of his negative thoughts about himself or find the reason why! He’d get right in Wes’s face and yell at him an order to trust him. Sounds stupid but it worked! Wes learned to trust! Earl succeeded far beyond my expectations. Wes was reborn under Earl. For the first time in his life he had a purpose for living! And that purpose was Earl. He worshiped him, as well he should! His Master took good care of his slave and loved him more than he knew! That was the second best match I ever made!” I didn’t ask what the first was. “Most of the time he’s gonna’ give you the benefit of the doubt And as generous a spirit as you have Beau you will be his prize. His pride and joy. You may have to swallow your pride sometime but that’s all covered in training and you’ll learn that a slave’s worst enemy is pride. Or I should say the wrong kind of pride. Certainly you should have pride in being his slave and pride that he thinks well of you and your service to him. Never let some wag get to you that refers to you as a boot wipe slave. He’d pay all he had to be right where you are at Earl’s Boots and he can’t be. Earl will only have one slave! If you are chosen you may walk with pride to wear his collar. And believe me you will have one permanently welded around your neck. If you go out with him in public you may get looked at funny but you will walk tall and remember who owns you and the significance of that collar. Just think of all those breaders out there that only have a small band of gold around their finger to tell someone they belong to someone else. Now an iron collar, that makes a statement.” He fell out laughing at his joke. “ Never be afraid to tell the truth if someone asks you why you wear the collar. Unless he instructs you what to say just say I wear it to please my Master. They have no idea what your talking about.” We got up and I had to rush to the head as he also unloaded his night piss into me. I was ordered to shower, shave, hose out, and repot back to him when finished. He would dress me for the day! The shower felt good and I took a little time to do the necessaries but didn’t take too long to keep him waiting or throw his schedule off. He might need me in the kitchen. I toweled off and headed for the bedroom. He wasn’t there so I headed for the kitchen. I walked in with nothing on, and there were Billy and Oscar with nothing on so I didn’t feel the least bit self conscious. Oscar greeted me and Billy simply held his hand out to me at crotch level and I knew what he wanted. I walked over and gently laid my cock and balls in his open hand. He gently closed his big hand around them and moved his arm slightly around to his back so I could stand just behind him and he could hold them.’ He went on talking to M aster Earl like nothing was going on. Master looked at me a couple of times and smiled his shit eating grin, Billy wasn’t fooling him for a minute. He spoke to me.”No boots and chaps to day slave! I want to see all of you today, that is, if Billy ever lets go of your cock and balls.” Everyone laughed.. “I’m so sorry Master Earl” Billy said,”Lawsey I don’t know what come over this old eunuch.” “Thanks Beau for that “ he whispered, “Any time Clancey I said to him, “No I’m sorry, Mr. McGee!” Billy just hooted and grabbed me and hugged me. “This one’s a keeper! Master Earl.” Billy said. “I’ll second that!” Oscar said. “Well what can I say slave, the ayes have it cause you get a big one from me too.” I walked around and was going to kiss his boots but Master grabbed me in mid lunge and hugged me to his chest. He had his leather pants on again with the high boots. He looked me deep in the eyes with those beautiful violet eyes and said , “Good morning my beautiful slave!” then he kissed me gently and passionately. Much hoots and giggling from the Peanut Gallery.” “Billy, Oscar in the kitchen You know what to do and I’ll be back in a minute I have to get my boy ready.” “Take your time we can finish this” Oscar said as they went to work.” We went into the bed room and he turned and held me in his arms again and said, “Now, let’s try that one more time without the Peanut Gallery,”Master kissed me so gently and yet passionately I thought I was gonna’drop my load. My old cock just saluted and got his attention. “My God “ he said, “Doesn’t that thing ever behave” “I’m afraid it has a mind of it’s own Master.” “Well it can be discipline as well” He walked over to his dresser and opened a drawer, He retrieved a small riding quirt with small strips of leather on the end. My stupid cock was really asking for it because it just got harder. He walked back and with a light flip of his wrist snapped it right on the head. It didn’t hurt but my old cock went limp instantly. “See!” he said, “Will have that thing shaped up in no time” “I’ll just keep that in my back pocket in case sometime today it decides to get unruly. If I order you to present arms you hit parade rest instantly and stick it out for all to see and I’ll take care of it.” My stupid cock went erect again. He ordered,, “Present arms,” I hit parade rest and threw my hips forward. He really smacked it a good one that time and it went right down. “Oh thank you Master” I said. Master snapped his fingers and pointed to his boots. I was there in an instant and took each one in my slave hands and kissed each passionately.” “I’m well pleased with that action slave.” Now let’s get you ready. I’ve changed my mind I do want you with your boots and chaps on. Also wear you vest today. “Let’s get you plugged and I’ll attach your leash and you can come out when you’ve finished putting on your chaps, boots, and vest.” He again snapped his fingers and pointed to the bed I was there in the position in a flash with my ass raised much higher than yesterday. He turned with the lightly greased plug “Good position slave, much better. Your Master can get to that little pussy real good there.” He gave several twists of the plug to loosen my muscle then snapped it in. This time he grabbed me above my legs and around my back cradling my lower body in his arm. He held me tight and place the heal of his hand it the base of the plug and gave one quick push with a screwing motion. I felt it click into place past the muscle. Now the muscle was riding around the small of the base of the plug with almost no discomfort. He cleaned the excess grease off and ordered me to stand. “Thank you Master for plugging my slave hole. I feels right when you do it, Sir.” ”Your welcome slave. It looks better and feels better when it’s seated properly. Now let me hook your leash here. O.K.!” “O.K. slave I may have you perform for Master Jeb a bit today. When I tell you to present your hole. you will spread you legs slightly and show your plug to anyone I direct you to then when you feel my quirt touch your ass you fuck your ass with my plug as good as you can and you keep it up until you feel my quirt again then you may stand up and kneel beside me put your arms around my legs and your face pressed up against my leather pants with your mouth in easy reach of my cod piece. Then you will thank your Master for allowing you to show, Master Jeb in this case, how well you can fuck his plug. Then if you do everything to my satisfaction I’ll put my quirt on my cod piece and you can show your Master how much you appreciate him using you. Any Questions slave?”“ No Sir! Master, Sir!” “All right! Lets have a run through. Master Jeb has come in we’re all talking and I’ll tell him you asked to perform for him. Then pretend I’m where Master Jeb would be and I order you. “Present your plug slave!” I immediately turned away for Master spread my leg and bent over grabbing my ankle and waited. I didn’t wait long and I felt his quirt lightly on my ass. I started fucking that plug like it was a demon that had gotten in there and was fucking the shit out a me. He let me go for some time and I fucked myself good. Then I felt his quirt again. I stood and fell to my knees by his left side and hugged myself to him with my face pressed tightly against his cool leather pants about half and inch away from his cod piece. “Thank you Master Earl, Thank you Sir for using me to show Master Jeb how good your slave’s hole can fuck your plug! Thank you Master!” “Damn you did that fine slave. You won’t have any problem with that. Go ahead! I know you want it! He was so right! I kissed, sucked, licked, kissed again when I got through it was completely wet with my spit. This must be what imprinting is all about because I couldn’t imagine anything I would rather be doing with my life than cleaning this beautiful man’s cod piece. I had been through the depths of hell and back and swore in my darkest hour that one day I would seek out someone I could submit to. That door was opening. My old dick was saluting again. “Present arms slave.” I hit parade rest and it got what it deserved a good sharp slap with Master’s quirt. Down it went. “Well we’ll have to control that or It’ll just have to come off slave.” “It’s yours Sir, take it!” “He looked at me and smiled real big and said, “I know Son, and that attitude will insure you keep it!” Then he grabbed me and kissed me again. Now get the rest on and I’ll be back with a rag. You will wipe down my boots. “Yes sir, with pleasure Sir!” Master Earl returned and I had finished dressing. He had a large clean rag. He got a small step stool out of the closet and placed it in front of his dressing mirrors. He wanted to get a good look at me from all sides cleaning his boots. He didn’t have to give my the order I was ready and took the rag from him and began to clean his boots. If I found a spot I would lick it to moisten it and remove it with the rag. I was not satisfied with the experience, any competent slave could clean his Master’s boots. I raised the one and slipped underneath it to sit on the stool and lowered his heavy boot in my crotch. I made sure heal was right on my balls. “Very nice slave! I like an inventive slave and I like having you in such a vulnerable position even if you did placed yourself there. So I would expect you might wish for me to take advantage of that!” He was playing with me and new my answer was critical. “I placed myself in this position to further show my sincerity in becoming your slave Master. You have the option to ruin them right now if you choose. I would still become your slave.” “That’s good thinking slave but I think I should take some advantage to remind you that it isn’t a game and not to tempt your Master.” He began to press the heel of his big boot into my balls and I could feel them spreading underneath. I thought to myself, “This is it, he’s going to take them. Then I had this strange sensation come over me of peace that said to me, give them to him, let him have them, the pain will be short lived and you will be free. He immediately raised that boot and replaced it with the other for me to clean. It got a lot more attention than the other one.
“Stand up slave. Parade rest!” I obeyed and he gently examined my balls. He made love to them with his hands then he did something very strange, out of character, he knelt on one knee and holding my balls in one hand licked and kissed each one with gentle passion and if apologizing to them for his boot but they were to understand a little pain was necessary to teach the Kid a lesson! It was as if he recognized them separate from me the individual. I was shocked and touched and a lot more feelings I couldn’t sort out. He got up and saw my look of confusion! “Figure that one out slave!” He smiled then he pulled me to him and said, “Many Master’s feel they shouldn’t tell their slaves how they feel. They might use it against them. I’ve never been afraid of that. I will control you so you will never feel the need to use my love for an advantage. A slave can’t have it both ways.” He looked me in the eyes for a long minute and said as a man, not my Master, and knew I understood, “I have finished falling in love with you Beau. I am in love with you! I am sot with your love! Then he took control in an instant and once again my Master, “I also love my slave!” He made a separate distinction that I thought I understood and then knew I did when my heart spoke in reply, “Master I have but one love for you, I no longer want to love you other than as your slave. It is more passionate than anything I have ever experienced and if it doesn’t happen I can’t even conceive of a future. It goes beyond need Master My heart has no other choice. Sartre may have been right. There is no fear, no anxiety, your contract is only a piece of paper that will confirm in words where my heart is now! So it is in truth I call myself your slave and that Beau has joined that slave to become one mind, the only me, your slave, who loves you Master!” He looked at me stunned for a moment, “I will gladly accept your love as my slave. I’ve never experienced a love from one perspective. Most people want to separate their love and proceed from both . Then I must join my love into one as your total and complete Master. I have always wanted that slave but have never thought that I might find it. It makes things so much more simple to cut out the middle man, so to speak. You are correct, the thought of loving you from that perspective takes on a different passion. One I have always wanted to experience. Then we will make it so!” The Master placed his mouth on his slaves’ and the bond was sealed not with a kiss of passion but one of welcome to the only two people in the room, who had joined hearts and minds to one pure, clear purpose of what their love was to be, a Master and his slave. Then it became clear to me his actions of kissing my balls. Would you kiss your own balls if you could? He just did! Part II~A Master of Wisdom and Reason “Private visions, a kenning of such things, my heart alone should know, I run from one to one and ask this question of them all: What few have seen the night enclose the day at noon, and told a slave the truth about the ways of love.” Canto 23~Slave’s Song~ W. D. Dux (Posthumous) Preparations were almost ready for brunch when Master and I returned to the kitchen. Billy and Oscar had things under control. Master Earl started making drinks and I again declined. I’d had enough last night. The door bell rang and Oscar and Billy clucked and chortled as Master walked by me he said, “Follow Billy and Oscar’s lead and do as they do after them!” “ Yes, Master Earl” Master Earl open the door and there stood a most handsome older man wearing the most beautiful turquoise blue shirt. His snow white stash and beard with his pale blue eyes was enough to make my heart jump. Master Jeb entered. “Welcome good Master to our home. Our hearts are gladdened by you presence.” Master Earl said with feeling. “This Master comes with love and peace for all and a glad heart! Thank you, Master Earl” The two men clasped arms then hugged each other. Billy and Oscar went to Master Jeb and he offered them the palms of his hands. They each kissed his palm then each bent down to kiss one of his boots, he offered them the back of his hand they kissed it and put it to their forehead for only a moment. “Arise good slaves and show a Master love” With that Billy and Oscar were all over him. I waited for them to finish and Master Jeb broke the ice, “Ah, but I see there is one more slave in your household Master Earl, Does he not know how to greet a Master?” He said with a big grin. Billy and Oscar moved to his sides each clinging to a shoulder. Master Earl looked at me and smiled then snapped his finger at me and pointed to the floor in front of Master Jeb. I was there in three steps and on my knees in front of Master Jeb. He slowly gave the palm of his hand to me I looked up into those pale blue eyes as I kissed it gently. Then I placed my hands around one boot and kissed it, then the other and kissed it, I slowly rose to find the back of his hand waiting for me, I took it and held it for just a moment, then kissed it gently and pressed it to my forehead and held it there until he spoke in a generously demanding voice, “Arise my good slave and show your Master love!” I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. “To hell with that slave your Master wants a kiss!” And he kissed me strong but gently. It was wonderful to see him again. He was in great spirits. He complemented me on my welcome. He motioned to Billy and Oscar, these two have been doing that since before you were born. It was a treat to see our new slave greet his Master. “Well done Master Earl. I see he’s been in good hands” We all talked small talk and Master Earl made Master Jeb a light drink. Oscar ,Billy and I were busy carrying food to the deck with three it took no time and we were ready to sit down and eat. The food was wonderful. We talked about everything. When we had finished the three slaves cleared the table while the two Master’s talked privately. I didn’t hear a lot of the conversation but the way they were talking was in low tones and very serious with occasional laughter. Master Jeb was listening intently to Master Earl with a decided twinkle in his eyes. I was impressed at Master Earl’s ability to socially place Master Jeb in the position of Revered Honored Guest that everyone had access to equally. We returned with ice cream and fruit for all. Master Earl took the lead to discuss things that had happened and share it with all. “We purposely waited to say anything about the last couple of days because we all have a tremendous emotional investment not only in what has happened but with each other. Beau was correct last night Billy when he said he believed that your and Oscar’s presence was not by chance. Wes loved the two of you and you salves don’t fool your Master’s for a moment. We know you share secrets between you that you will take to your graves”. Billy and Oscar just smiled sweetly not agreeing nor denying. “And that’s as it should be,” continued Master Jeb, “Those are the things that bond you to each other as brothers to us all.” “Absolutely”, said Master Earl continued, “I welcomed the two of you being so generous with Wes and from the way things are going neither of us will be able to pry either of you away from our new slave here!” Everyone laughed as Master Earl motioned to me. He went on to describe in detail the strange evening we had spent the night before. When he had finished there was a silence around the table that was filled with awe. Master Jeb spoke first to break the silence we all shared, “Over my years of dealing with these relationship things of this nature are not uncommon. I have myself observed and witnessed some pretty God damn frightening things. Not in the sense of terror but shaking the foundations of tired belief systems. A minor poet said over three hundred years ago, “There is more under heaven and earth than is dreamed of in your Philosophy, Horatio!” It remains true today! For all mankinds technological advances our belief systems are lagging way behind. Our religions are still holding on to concepts conceived by sheep herders thousands of years ago. Granted some were good but many are outdated. Then because of the freedoms we have, we’ve formed our own subculture and things have occurred because of the passions of our relationships that can’t be easily understood by our current belief systems. Maybe sometime it’s best not to approach these things with the wrong questions or perhaps any questions at all. Accept it as it is! It happened, if we are meant to find a reason for it all it will be revealed no matter what questions we may ask! Everything is unfolding as it should. Look at the four of you! I have never seen any four people grow more than you have over the last two days. That’s sometime the way our growth systems work. We go for long periods of time caught in the same ruts and wonder if it’s ever going to change or get better and then shit happens! Bamm! Overnight you have this marvelous touch with a greater power or other worldliness that blows your damn socks off! That’s when we grow. For example, this young man came to me two weeks ago contemplating suicide and needed to find some answers quick. Look at him today more confused than ever!” Everyone laughed! “Master Jeb, I don’t remember talking to you about that!” “You didn’t have to Son, I could see it in you face! Your were coming to a personal crossroads in your life that needed to be addressed and soon. Your guardian spirit knew this too and decided now was the time for action! To get back to my joke about confusion. There’s some truth to that; however, there have been answers coming regularly...” “Yeah!” interjected Master Earl,”I figured two every four hours last night!” We all laughed again. “The point is,” said Master Jeb, “that sometime out of chaos and confusion comes our clearest answers to what we truly want and need from life. And dare I ask,” He said looking directly at me, “from the silly grin you have on your face that major doors have been opened for you this weekend?” “Yes, Sir they have!” “And do we feel like considering suicide now Son?” “Not in the least, Sir” My point is made!” Master Jeb said triumphantly winking at me. “And more revelations are sure to come as they are for everyone at this table, me included!” He added. “Don’t think I can stand too many more!” said Oscar laughing. “Sometime we don’t have that choice. When it rains, it pours!” said Master Jeb. then continued, “Then there’s more that happened last night....?” Master Earl picked up from there and continued recounting to Master Jeb the previous evenings paranormal three ring circus. “You mean Wes actually told you where the secret drawer was Beau?” “Yes Sir it’s the only way I could have known about it!” “Your bond with him must have been stronger than we ever guessed!” “We were pretty close Sir! Well, I hate to say it in front of Master Earl but we were lovers in Nam!” “Well, you see now I was right. Wes never wrote me anything about that! He wrote that you had saved his life and six other Guys and was awarded the Bronze Star for heroism”....I turned pale, “WHAT! said Master Earl, Billy, and Oscar in unison! “Oh God Beau, I’m sorry Son, I don’t think he wanted that known!” “It’s all right Master Jeb! It was no big deal! I had something to do and I set my mind that with God’s help and strength I was going to do it! He help me and I did! No big whoop!” “They all were silent for a moment and Master Earl had been looking at me but I would not look back. What must he think of me? “ No big whoop? And how many Purple Hearts did you receive before you threw the last four away Beau?”Master Earl spoke to me incredulously? “Only three, Sir!” “I’m stunned Beau!” said Master Earl. Billy and Oscar agreed. “Me too!” said Master Jeb. “Wes didn’t see fit to mention the Purple Hearts. Seven huh?” He just shook his head. “What are we going to find out next about you Beau. Let’s take him to the pool Earl and see if he walks on water!” The laughter broke the mood and I was relieved. “The most remarkable thing about Beau’s accomplishment was that he was a medic, a Navel Corpsman, attached to the 168th and carried no weapon. Son I don’t know why you did it nor how but if they Army saw fit to give you a Bronze Star my hats’ off to you!” Master Jeb said sincerely. “How about I become your slave?” Master Earl joked with a complementary sincerity. “Please Master Earl, I appreciate the sentiment, we both know who we are and what we must become and that is far more important to me than that damn piece of metal that haunts me! Besides maybe we’re both each other’s reward for having done something right in our lives.” “Damn Beau, you have a way of expressing yourself that cuts to the heart of the matter! Bravo!” Said Billy “Thanks, Mr. McGee!” I smiled. “You don’t know about that Master Jeb,” Billy spoke to Jeb, “Beau carried my picture in his wallet seven years in Vietnam. He still has it in there. It seems I was an early sex fantasy man of his! I was blown away!” “I’ll have to say that one is pretty God damn amazing as well. You see, there already have been revelations for all of us and more to come I’m sure!” “Then there was another letter from Wes to me: Is that right?” “Yes, I left it on my desk Oscar.” Oscar was already on his way. “Remarkable!” Said Master Jeb. “I didn’t bring his letter to me, today, because of other personal matters between him and I that are not secret but will be revealed in time.” Oscar had brought the two remaining envelopes out including the two letters we read aloud last night. Master Jeb read the letters to us first and broke down several times as he read them. “Well, no one can ever say that Wes wasn’t determined!” Master Jeb said with respect. “I knew about the secret drawer.....I didn’t know the total contents. The volume of Poetry and these letter are remarkable. Will you read some later for us Beau?” “Sure Master Jeb! But I warn you all, it’s heavy stuff. You might get your heart ripped out!” “Couldn’t be any worse than the roller coaster ride we’ve been on for the last 24 hours.”Billy said. Master Jeb opened his envelope and said, “Gentlemen please excuse me for a minute while I read this and if it is meant to be read to all I will.” He began reading and tears again began to run down his cheeks and said, “Oh God!” a couple of times and breathed deeply. “There’s nothing in the letter that’s private but I’ll need help. I won’t be able to read it aloud.” He handed it to Master Earl, who handed it to me. I began to read: My very dearest Savior #3, As you know my life has not been a cakewalk until I was rescued by you and my Uncle Jim. I have tried not to complain to much but I needed that understood before I say what I am about to say: There have been three Holy Men in my life that have reached down and saved me from sure death. My only Father Walker Johnson, Beau James, and you. I was never able to express to you how much I truly loved you for having taken me in like your own Son. Supported me, encouraged me and ultimately trained me properly. All this done with a fist of iron wearing a velvet glove and the love from a heart the size of an elephants. What words could I find to tell you of my love. There simply are none! Perhaps simplicity should be considered but what the hell: God damn it, Master, I love you! If I could have put a brass band on this page I would have! The second I have already written you about and I know you will find him! Then I have to thank you for the final Holy person of my life who for me, was my shining Angel incarnate. I know in my heart you were responsible for us coming together. You could have never found anyone for me I could have loved more. That Angel saved me from the surest destruction of all: myself! He made me stand and face my worst fears and learn to spit in their eyes. He is a demanding, won’t give an inch, yes-you-CAN-you-little-son-of-a-bitch, hard-driving, Angel! And I love him more than he will ever know! He has an envelope I have asked him to surrender to you to be opened at a time we have agreed upon. You know what it contains! I know he will be patient because the method of my madness is for him. Spider Lady has not quite finished her web! I realize you may be reading this after I have passed on so when these things are done, my spirit will depart. My soul will be at peace! Once again I thank you for not taking no for an answer. It would have been so much easier for you just to have given up on me but you didn’t and to this day you never have! Thank you for your size 12 D boot I not only learned to make love to but learned to wear so comfortably up my butt. No Masters boot was ever put to better purpose! Other than the Angel who owns me you are the only other Man I will ever think of in this life as my Master. From the bottom of my heart you are the one Man that deserves that title. God bless and keep you, this slave will always bend his knees to give you the respect you so richly deserve! Your loving slave-boy, Wes “Come here slave-boy, this Master needs you!” Master Jeb held out his big arms to me and I ran to fill them. He cried and I cried while holding him tight . We were all better after that! Our hearts were lighter! We made more drinks and all went to the pool. It was a lovely afternoon. Master Jeb and I played in the pool and he held me in the cool water, our naked bodies against each other, I whispered to him, “Next weekend is your’s Master. Please don’t let Big Jim monopolize me all weekend! I need to be with you! I want your love inside of me. I want to make love to you the way a good slave should take care of his Master. Will you speak to Master Earl?” “I already have Son! He’s agreed to the last two weekends before you come to live with me. Then he understands there will be one, perhaps two weekends before you are sold. He understands and supports your entering training. He wouldn’t have it any other way. As for Big Jim, I know more than you think I do! I see the way you look at each other. The two of you are like opposite poles of bar magnets that pull to each other. Damn, if you get near either of you any one can feel the pull. It’s hard for you to stay away from him and he’s like a bull that hasn’t had any in six months let into the heifer pasture when he’s around you. He’s got one thought on his brain and that’s how quick he can get his cock up your ass. Wasn’t that a plea for help because your afraid of the power he holds over you? He hasn’t pushed even though he wanted to. He would love to throw a claim on you even though he hasn’t said anything and won’t. I know you two love each other but the man I had in mind for you was Earl. He needs you more than Jim right now! Big Jim will get along! He will never stop loving you but he can’t have you right now because I want you to be with Earl. You will just have to trust me on this! I am right! You will see! You won’t lose Jim. He hasn’t made a claim on you because I have asked him not too. It’s eating him up but he has a part to play in all this, you’ll see! Beau, put your trust in others for a change. Let me be your Hero for awhile. I promise you will get there safely with everything your heart desires!” I got tears in my eye and hugged him close, “You know I’ll trust you Master! I’ve seen what you do and at this point I’d be really stupid not to trust you when you are about to take possession of me as your property. I just can’t help worry about Master Jim because you’re right in what you say. I don’t intend to tell Master Earl about Master Jim.” “You don’t have to but don’t ever under estimate that man has a brain up in lights and you can’t get anything past him. Surprisingly, Wes could for some reason I haven’t figured out yet. Wes would never lie to him. He had other ways. In his last days you would have been proud of him he was a formidable presence. Even though he had no problem being a slave to the man he loved he commanded a respect from everyone he met. Together, he and Earl became the corner-stones of the family.” “Let me ask you this: Do you think you could Love Earl D.?” “It’s a little late for that question Master Jeb. We both have have fallen in love. He’s very open about his feelings. I’ve never met anyone in my life that is so sure of what he wants and has no doubt he’ll get it. I want to be his slave! I want to serve him!” “But..........? Master Jeb looked me in the eyes. “Do you read peoples souls Master?” Master Jeb laughed. “Remember Son I’ve been at this almost 40 years.” “You won’t say it but there is a part of you he can’t have.” “If I love the man with all my heart, acknowledge his claim, sign his contract with no clauses, and passionately wish to be nothing more than his slave, what more can I give, Master?” “Beau I’ll always be honest with you, now cut the crap, be honest with your Master, the man that will own you in two weeks: you absolutely must put your trust in me! Or back out now! “I didn’t want to tell you but you know all ready.” “Yes but this one I won’t say for you. I want to hear you say it! Hell, I want you to hear you say it.” “All right Master! My soul is with Big Jim!” “And now you’ve heard yourself say it, and you know I won’t allow you and Jim to bond, what do you feel.” “That maybe I’ve misplace my soul?” “See I knew you could do it! That’s the first step in correcting an error, admitting that there is one! I won’t let you acknowledge Earl’s claim and hold back on him. I love him! He’s been through too much for me to allow that to happen. He’s lost Son! His soul is on the line, he means serious business. He is not playing you! You can take his words to the bank! “Then he shall have my soul as well ” “Then you agree to give him your all!” “Yes, Master! I will give him my all including my soul.” “I believe you Son! That’s all I needed to hear. You will give him everything. You would never go back on your word! I know you that well!” “Right again Master.” You’ve agreed to sign his contract with no clauses?” “Yes Master, I have. Should I have waited to discuss it with you?” “Not if that is truly what your heart wants. Talking with me wouldn’t change your mind. However, you know you could lose that which two weeks ago was unthinkable to you.” “I realize that Master Jeb but I have never had the passion of a relationship like this and I feel to get that I have to lay them on the line. If he needs them to prove my sincerity, my love or my need to be his slave, he may have them. He has eloquently explained his position to me and I agree with him. I know I couldn’t have it any other way. I don’t want it any other way! If he needs it that way then by God as his slave my first act of submission to him, in the context of a relationship, will be to sign his contract as is!” “Would you believe me if I told you after Wes found out Earl had made a claim for him he said almost the same words to me. However, he got it in his head he wanted that strange clause about speaking as equals about love. He was willing to put his on the line too.” “You didn’t finish that thought: He put his on the line too, and............?” “He lost them!” End Part~VII Waddie Greywolf |