THE TIES THAT BIND XV (B)~Sojourner


By: Waddie Greywolf

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PART XV (B)~Second part of XV finds Beau still in bondage and see him through release. His Family is there to offer love, encouragement and support. (among other things!) He begans to workthrough his childhood and is forced to deal with unpleasant situations of his early life. He's on his way......!

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THE TIES THAT BIND
By Waddie Greywolf



PART XV (B)~SOJOURNER


Part I~The Love Of Angels


In the midst of pain a visitor took my mind,
into a quiet room away from Demon horrors,
I felt no pain, nor hurt, a place removed from time,
He loved me, held me close and cried for my tomorrows.
Canto 8~Slave’s Song~W. D. Dux


I was again set adrift into the unknown. Occasionally, I would be treated to music. Complete works. I didn’t know if this was part of my training or just for relaxation. Who ever chose the selections had me at their mercy ! I recognized almost everything that was played except one piece that kept repeating over and over like a coda at the end of each work. It was haunting! It had the ethereal quality of some of Bartok’s night music. Darkly foreboding yet utterly sensual. I listened to Poulenc’s Stabat Mater! His Gloria and Organ Concerto. Followed by a piece that sounded like Bach with wrong notes: Hindemith’s Organ Concerto for Organ and Winds. They must of played eight or nine works.

They fed me again. Wonderful soup broth again but this time it was different. Someone had gone to a lot of trouble to make sure these broths were tasty. It tasted liked a War-wonton soup from Lee’s kitchen. Delicious. I was tired and drifting off to sleep. I had hoped they would just let me rest! They did for a long period of time. I had no idea how long as I was fast asleep when they were getting ready to feed me again. It had to be approximately six hours. I had ingested so much liquid in the form of soup broth I had to piss like a race horse. Master Jim had instructed me to just let go as arrangements had been made. I hoped so as I let forth a stream that would have rivaled Johnstown.

I was gonna’ make it through this! No sweat! Although I was beginning to get a bit cramped! It must of been the wee hours of the morning.

The two big Masters were snoozing on the King size leather covered futon. Blaine was keeping watch. He moved swiftly over to his Old Man Beryl and gently shook him. “Dad ! Wake up! You have to see this!” He gently shook the Old Man awake. Big Jim awoke concerned for his charge.
“What is it Son?” Big Beryl asked in a less than wide awake tone.
“Dad! The small blue light is here! The one Master Earl told us about on the phone the other day! Come see for yourselves! It came flying down the stairs and buzzed around my head and even touched me on the cheek. It was Wes! The moment he touched me I knew!”

“Now, calm down Son! Where’s this light?”
“There in the corner! I see it!” Said Big Jim.
“Blaine, get Jeb for me!” Jim asked of Blaine.
“Sure, Master Jim!” And Blaine was away in a flash.

“Let’s just sit in the chairs here Beryl so’s not to frighten him!” The two big Man no sooner sat in the big overstuffed chairs and the light began to move. It buzzed around Big Jim first then touched him lightly on the cheek and did the same to Big Beryl. Beryl sucked in his breath like a new born infant.
“Holy Mother! It is Wes’s spirit! I could feel him all the way through my soul and body. “Me too, Beryl! Wonderful! Was all Big Jim could say at the time as he watched the light retreat to the corner again and just seem to sit on the cold floor.

Blaine returned with Jeb. Jeb saw the blue light glowing in the corner and stood next to the two Men in the chairs dressed only in his bathrobe. Has it tried to communicate with either of you. The two big Men looked at each other and started giggling like school boys.
“Did the same to us, it did to Blaine! Flew ‘round our heads three times then kissed us on the cheek! It’s Wes! No doubt about it!”

“Maybe he’s frightened and doesn’t know how we’ll accept him?”Spoke Jeb. He went over to the corner and squatted down on his haunches near the light but not crowding it.
“Come on Son! Your loved here! No one is going to hurt you! Don’t sit on the cold floor! Hop in my hand and let me hold you!” The light spun in a circle on the floor then up and around Jeb’s head three times then bussed him on the cheek. The old Man giggled at the familiarity of a smell, a pheromone, an odor, a presence that filled him. It was unmistakably Wes! It came to rest on the palm of his cupped hand.

“He has weight! And a certain mass! I can feel it!” Exclaimed Jeb as he walked to the group with Wes’s essence in the palm of his hand. He sat in one of the overstuffed chairs and gently lowered Wes’s light to the arm of the chair. It spun around a couple of times, bounced up and down and then rested. It seemed happy and they all laughed and felt more comfortable.

“Don’t worry Son! Big Jim is taking Damn good care of our boy! So is Beryl and Blaine! Billy and Oscar will be hear this morning later with Master Burt. And your Master will be here a little later to check on him too.” The light glowed brighter in intensity and Master Jeb put his hand gently on top as if to pet him and drew in a sharp breath.
“Wasn’t expecting to actually feel something but he has considerable mass and I can feel Wes! Don’t know how to explain it but he’s there.”

“May I pet you Nephew?” Big Jim asked sheepishly of the light. It moved swiftly over to the arm rest of Big Jim’s chair.
“I guess that’s a yes!” He laughed nervously. Then he gently placed his huge hand over the light, felt and petted Wes’s essence. Big Beryl had to try too! This time the light landed right on his big lap and Beryl let out a laugh you could hear for a mile. He too gently felt and petted the light. Then the light flew up to the ceiling and shot swiftly over to Beau and landed on his back. It made an up and down motion.

“He wants someone to push him into Beau” Said Blaine.
“Not without Beau’s permission!” Said Big Jim. I’m official Dungeon Master here and I’m responsible for our boy! Let me ask him.” Big Jim got on the microphone connected to theearphones in Beau’s hood.
“Slave!” He said gently. “This is your Dungeon Master! Are you awake?”
Green light!
“This is going to sound funny but Wes is here and is asking to enter you! Is it alright with you?”
Green light! Master Jim shrugged at the other three Men and placed his hand over the light and gently pushed. All of a sudden Beau’s entire body began to radiate blue and orange auras like St. Elmo’s fire on a ship. He was beautiful and radiant. Almost like a leathered Angel. The four Men stood in awe.
“Now there’s a sight you don’t see every day!” Big Beryl spoke softly. The rest chuckled at his low key statement.
“How many people have every witnessed communication with the dead.” Said Big Jim.
“You really couldn’t call him dead if he’s still a sentient presence!” Said Jeb.
“Sure makes me feel better about a here after!” Said Big Beryl.
“Yeah! Me too!” Agreed the other Men.

I felt Wes enter me. Again I took a big deep breath of air. I felt completely relaxed with my old friend.
“Now, about that piece of pussy you offered me earlier.....” Wes just threw back his head and laughed.
“You haven’t changed a bit! Not that I’d ever want you too! You were always tops in my book love! And , yes, I’m here to give you a piece of my pussy you didn’t get to have when I walked on this planet. They have given me that sexual ability for a while to adjust because of what I was robbed of as a child. Damn nice of ‘em too if you ask me.”

“Who is “them” Wes?”
“God’s children!”
“Angels?” I asked puzzled.
“Not exactly. They’re children of God, like you and me. I’m not a full fledged one yet but I’m working on it. I’ll be there very soon. Then I will be assigned someone to look after for a period of time until some of their friends or loved ones pass and they will relieve me. I will then be on an advisory board of numerous people I have watched after and will pass judgements and outcome will be with “it’s” final approval.”
“It’s?”
“Well, yes! It’s hard to explain but what we called God is neither and both male and female.And , huuuuu-neey, can that female side pitch a bitch! Woah! Doggies! Don’t even want to be around when that happens. A few of the Archangels have seen it and tell horrible stories that it ain’t pretty! Day of rath stuff! Rains fire and brimstone! Buuurrr! Really scarey shit!”

“Well then, God doesn’t condemn us for being Gay?”
“Must not, Sweetie, I’m here! God doesn’t condemn any kind of love as long as it’s consenting. Only people condemn each other when they pervert his word. Those sanctimonious sons of bitches are the ones that are gonna’ be in big trouble when they try to get here wearing all their finest piety!
“Are you an Angel Wes?”
“No Darlin’ I Ain’t! Got no wings and won’t have none either! Children of God don’t really need them. I can go any where I like just by thinking about it! What do I need with wings. Although I will have to admit that Michael the big guy is one sexy dev......excuse me, Angel! Damn, he’s a Eunuch though! If he had a pee-pee I’d suck him off in a minute. And those wings! I don’t know why the Big Bopper made the Angels sexless but they're all really nice and gentle souls.

They can be pretty fearsome if need be. I never considered that wings could be sexy but Michael gave me a lift the other day and boy was that a thrill riding in that big Man’s arms. Talk about Big Bird! Woah! His wings stretch from tip to tip approximately twenty five feet! Few planes can boast that! Nevertheless, he can be hell on wheels according to a few rumors I’ve heard around here. I wouldn’t want him mad at me. Not much chance. I give him back a lot of love too that I learned down here.

I really like him and he’s taken a shine to me I think! I’ve slept in his arms a few nights and there’s no greater feeling of security than when you’re in the arms of an Archangel and he folds those big wings around you. One of his mates watched over me when the Demon did those horrible things to me. You remember! The one that taught me to go into the secret room and he would come and hold me until the monster had finished with me. His name is Jonathan. He introduced me to Michael. Michael is really beautiful!”

“You know how gorgeous our Master is, well double that and you have some ideal of Michael! He’s not at all stuck up either. Has time for everybody! Kids crawl up in his lap and he tells them stories by the hour! I admit to crawling up in his lap a couple times myself. So what! He didn’t push me away. He knew I’d never had that as a child and just hugged and loved me. They don’t have sex but that doesn’t stop them from radiating love to any one that needs it. It’s kind a like getting a booster shot to be around one”

“So God doesn’t condemn us for being Gay! I was so worried about that but knew I couldn’t live my life any other way.”
“You love don’t you?” Asked Wes.
“Lately, everyone I come in contact with that is even remotely connected with this family I fall head over heals in love with! Yes, I am very much in love and feel loved!”
“Bingo!” Smiled Wes. “That’s all “it” cares about. That you learned how to love while you were here. That you learned not only to give but to receive love! What do you think Heaven is built on? No! It ain’t rock n’ roll!” He said laughing taking off his clothes.

Wes stood there in front of me almost a God himself. Damn was he transformed! From just a small little buddy of mine to this body beautiful with the cutest little cunt you ever saw. I immediately got rock hard! Not to be missed by Wes as he smiled wickedly.
“ I knew you’d approve! We may not get another chance ‘cause I’m looking after some other folks too right now so lets make this a good one Darlin’” Wes joked with me, “I think I shook up the others out there with my little blue light routine. I can appear any way I want too. That always gets ‘em though! They can relate to it more as a si-fi thing than reality! A little blue light they can understand! An apparition is a little harder for them to swallow! Too threatening!

Somehow I found myself stretched out on a comfortable bed making sweet love to Wes (David) of my past. Damn he was hot. He reached down and guided my erection into his little Man-cunt and I felt the greatest sensation as I slowly lowered myself into his depths. It felt like it was made for my dick.
“I knew you’d think that!” He said laughing and working his hips under me.
“Fuck me good and hard Beau! Gimme’ some of your sweet lovin’ then take me hard like our Master does. Damn I miss him for that! He knew how to make this pussy sing for hours afterward. I know you can Darlin’” I wasn’t going to let him down.

Beau continued to radiate an aura that changed colors from blues to golds to deep reds and royal purples. Jeb went off to make a phone call. The three other Men sat and watched in wonder. They could see Beau's penis being manipulated on it's own. Something was stroking it and Beau was responding as best he could in the bondage. It didn't really seem that the bondage was too much problem. The pheromones that were emanating from these auras was enough to make all three Men want to pounce on each other.

"Damn and Tarnation!" Stated Big Beryl, "Is that making you guys as hot as it is me?? To be sitting here watching this...well, just look at me?" They laughed at his roaring erection.
"Every bit as hot! Dad!" Answered Big Jim."I just can't believe what I'm seeing!"
"Get your butt on the futon Blaine that little ass hasn't been fucked yet tonight and I need to show it some equal time!"

"There is a God!" Blaine said under his breath but loud enough both Men could hear it and get a laugh out of it! "That's making both holes drip Dad! Love to have you come in by the back door! Listen to me I sound like a two bit whore!"
"When j’ew raise your prices Hon?" Dad asked laughing. Jim and Blaine roared with laughter. “Good one Dad!” smiled Blaine
"Now get on the leather bed and hit the position!" He barked as he snapped his fingers at his slave. Blaine leaped for the futon and his feet were around his head, his arms rapped tightly around his legs to hold them in position, his ass raised for maximum ease of entrance for his Master, ready for his Master to mount him like a Cowboy that just robbed the Bank. He wasn't disappointed when the Old Man dropped his cod piece leaned over his slave for him to slather it good with his spit and make a little love to it.
Beryl went to the foot of the futon and Blaine watched carefully to raise or lower his ass for his Master's ease. He lowered it just a little and felt the Old Man swiftly lean in toward him and he was instantly filled with Man cock! He sucked in air and began to thank his Master for taking him that hard. He needed that and he promised to give him the best fuck he possibly could. Knew his Master need to get some good slave ass fucking in tonight and please Master take all of that worthless slave ass-pussy you want!
His slave always appreciated a good butt fucking from his Master but something was Magical about tonight and he needed it as much as his Master!
"That's enough slave! You talk to me again when your Master is really getting the good stuff and you’re giving it up to me! I want to hear how good that big fourteen incher is doing you then slave!
"Yes Sir Master!" Beryl rolled Blain over on his side and started fucking him from behind"Come on Son!" He spoke to Big Jim "He needs it in the front too! He can handle us both!""Please Master Jim!" Blaine urged.
"Ordinarily I wouldn't but since your both so kind to offer, shit, here I come Blaine!" Old Babe was already poking out of his cod piece and it leaped out as he unsnapped it! There Babe stood straight out from the Giant harder that he had remembered it getting since the last time Beau sucked him off! He lay on his side and Blaine ask permission to guide him home. Permission given Blaine had that big Man's dick sunk in his Man-cunt to the depths.
All this time, the slave in bondage was unaware of what was going on upon the leather covered futon less than three feet away from him. He was getting some good stuff from a Child of God or as Wes jokingly called himself, "Earth Angel." Wes was moving his hips about and fucking more like a demon from the other realm. He knew that his earthly savior number two was about to get it and he wanted to make it as good for him as possible he started pushing his muscular hips upward to meet each of Beau's strong sure strokes. Wes arched his back.........

The three Men lay joined together stopped their fucking for a moment to look as Beau arched in the sling and levitated unfettered by the chains. He was suspended in bondage, floating in mid air.
"Would you look at that?" Whispered Big Beryl to the other two Men. Just as he said that Beau erupted like Mt. St. Helens. One huge orgasm, followed by two smaller ones. Then he sank and dropped back to the suspension of the chains.
"You need to stop and clean him up Son?"
"Naw! He'll be alright 'till we get this slave taken care of and then I'll tend to him. Besides he's making some sweet love to Wes right about now!" And so I was!

The two big Men continued to fuck Blaine until he started to vibrate all over and yelled to them both. "Oh God! Masters! I can't hold it much longer. Dad, I'm so sorry but this is just too much for me to hold on!. You both are hitting the button one right after the other.""Get it slave! You have both our permission!" Blaine tried to bury Big Jim dick in his Man-cunt as he felt his ass try to bite off his Master's dick in his ass. He shot and kept shooting as Big Jim and his Master got theirs at the same time. Blaine got so damn excited he shot the second time out his relocated piss hole making him wet between his legs.

He started thanking the two big Men and was exhausted as Big Jim pulled out and handed Blaine a damp towel.
"Not tonight!" Barked Big Beryl as he grabbed the towel from Blaine and threw it up on the bed. He moved down and snapped his fingers for Blaine to hit the position and he responded as fast as it took the Old Man to snap! The Old Man smiled at his slave and started eating his come off the leather bed covering. He got both his slave’s loads lapped up and moved up and cleaned every bit around his slave’s legs and teased the crap out of Blaine as he tongued and sucked on the sensitive little hole to get it clean. Blaine thought he had died and gone to heaven!

Big Beryl had just finished cleaning his slave and they were laying together making love as Jeb came down the stairs with a Man unfamiliar to Big Beryl! Blaine recognize him immediately. Jim Redfeather.
“Dad it’s the Chief, Jim Redfeather that Master Earl told us about on the phone the other night! He ran to him nude and fell to his feet and kissed both his boots! Jim put his hand down for Blaine to kiss and put against his forehead.
"Get up here Lt. Kelley and show this Master love!" Blaine jumped up and kissed and hugged Chief. Kissed him and hugged him again! Then he started crying and so did the Chief.

"Chief you're the last Goddamn person I'd expect to come down those stairs!"
"Didn't Beau tell you I'm working for him now?"
"Well, we haven't had a chance to talk to him since the last pool party but Master Earl told us about you!" Big Beryl had walked up with all fourteen inches still wet from fucking his slave hanging out of his leathers.. Chief started laughing as he shook his hand and said to him,

"Sir! It is an honor and a privilege to meet Lt. Kelley's Master! I don't mean to be rude by laughing Sir but I'm just getting use to meeting people who think nothing of running around with each other in the raw. It's delightful and I look forward to it myself."
"It's an honor to meet you to Son! If it'll make you feel more at home take yours off too!" "With Master Jeb's permission I will!"
"Follow your heart Son! You’re with people who love you!" Chief began to take his clothes off and laid his leathers and clothes in a neat pile in one of the holding cells. He could see the auras that Beau was giving off as he came back to join the other Men.

"I'd say he is having love with some one or just got through!" Stated the fine looking Man. "How'd you know that?" Asked Big Jim.
"I can see auras around people but his isn't hard to see. You all can see it can't you!"
They all nodded in agreement. "It was brighter a while ago when he was having sex with Wes. He levitated out of the chains and reached a climax. It's still all over the deck over there! I haven't cleaned him up yet. I was just going to do that."
"Can I help Master Jim?"

"If you like Son! Damn Chief you're a fine looking young Man out of your clothes! You’re good looking in your clothes but like that you...uhh.... sort of stand out, so to speak!" Then the big Man laughed at his own joke. As Big Jim and the Chief cleaned up under Beau and wiped him off with a damp towel Jeb told Beryl and Blaine how he and Big Jim had come to meet Jim Redfeather and was hoping to help him gain admittance into the Family.
“He’s got my vote!” Spoke up Blaine quickly, ‘Course mine don’t count for much but I like to think the Old Man takes my opinion into consideration once in a while. I knew Chief in Nam and I had no idea he was the one that patched our boy up! That makes him alright in my book!”

“Have to go with my slave on this one Jeb! Besides, he’s just to damn pretty not to let in the Family!” He laughed his big laugh.
While helping Big Jim clean up Chief watched Big Jim carefully! The loving care Big Jim put into cleaning his slave in training, didn’t go unnoticed by Jim Redfeather. They walked away and sat in the big chairs.
“You’re deeply in love with Beau!” He stated softly not to be heard by the others who were deep in their own conversation. Big Jim looked at him like he was an impertinent school boy then smiled at the good looking Man.

“You still interested in subbing for me Son?” An obvious move to change the subject.
“Sure Master Jim if you look me in the eye and answer my last question!” Chief insisted. “Not gonna’ let me get away with that one, are you Kid?” He looked down at his beer.
“You know I can’t sub for you if you’re in love with my Friend and he’s in love with you! You knew that before you asked me the question! I’m honored you would even think to ask me but I knew that afternoon we met there was something between you!”
“I asked Beau on the way home what was going on and he did the same thing you did, just changed the subject. I didn’t push but I felt pain....some sorrow! Was I wrong Master?”

“Well, it looks like you’re gonna’ be Family so I’ll tell you the truth! Yes! I love him more than I have ever loved any person in my life and I would do almost any thing to insure his happiness! Beau and I fell in love the minute we laid eyes on each other! Beau followed his heart and told me he had fallen in love with me! I rejected him knowing all the while I was lying to myself. I should have claimed him right then and there but Jeb had someone else in mind for him. He asked me not to interfere but it was too late.”

“I had already fallen head over heels in love with the little shit! I did what my life long friend asked of me without even questioning him or asking him to reconsider. Beau met Earl by accident. Maybe not by accident, the jury’s still out on that one! Anyway, they spent one weekend together and fell very much in love. Does that answer your question Son?”

“Eloquently! Sir! I won’t go into it but it must be tough knowing he is intended for Master Earl!”
“Yes and no! Yes that he is going to be any other Man’s slave! That he is going to be Earl D. Shaw’s slave, no! If I were given a choice of any Master I would rather see him with other than me it would be Earl D. Not only because he’s my Brother in this Family but because he’s a good, honest, caring, demanding, tough discipline, Master! Under him Beau will have a chance to bloom as the slave he was always meant to be.

He will be loved by a big hearted Man that knows how to give and receive love from his slave without blurring the lines! Under me? Well, I’d spoil him rotten!” Big Jim smiled a wicked smile and laughed.
“However the main reason is, they fell in love, and Master Earl D. Shaw, my Brother, is gone.....outa’ sight.....over the hill....crazy in love with the Kid!! You’re so perceptive you should have seen that!” He said yanking Chief’s chain.
“I did see it! It’s right there! But I just couldn’t understand the love between you two! It’s none of my business, especially since I’m new to this group, but it had me intrigued! How does Beau handle it?”

“Jeb required Beau to spend a weekend with us after his initial weekend with Earl. Jeb is a wise Man when it comes to the human heart and he wanted to cement the bond between Beau and Earl. Absence makes that heart grow fonder stuff! You know what I’m talking about!” Chief nodded his head in agreement. “Well, Beau let his hair down with me, laid his cards on the table, pulled down all the fences, exposed his feelings bare to me! He was brave enough to give me a second chance and I wasn’t about to hold back or be coy the second time! We decided to love each other as much as we could! Not to hold back when alone and accept the circumstances of our lives! He’s more than kept his part of the agreement and I hope I have as well”

“He loves me as much as I do him but it’s evolving to a different kind of love than passion. Oh, there’s passion there too! We have become relatives! He’s like the Kid brother I never had! He’s like the best friend in grade school you could tell the secrets of your soul and know he would never tell any one. Furthermore, he would never laugh at you. Maybe with you but never at you. He makes me laugh! He can find something funny in almost anything! He’s one of the only people in my life that can make me laugh at myself! He’s a natural clown and can innocently keep Jeb and I in stitches by the hour! Finally, Beau is becoming my slave-child that I will be Fathering to his new world of Master/slaves. I want only the best for him and will do my part to see he gets it!”

“Damn Master Jim, I hope someone can say something that wonderful about me someday with half the conviction!” Said Jim Redfeather softly. “I respect both your feelings andnow my answer would have to be , no Sir! I want to try subbing for you but can’t! You understand why!”

“I do Chief! Lighten up! I may talk you into it yet! Remember, Beau wants the same for me! If he thought there was a glimmer of a chance between you and me he would insist on us trying! I know him that well! Time changes a lot of things too Chief. You may feel differently after Beau starts living with Earl D. on a permanent basis. Then too, you may find a slave yourself and fall in love. I don’t think you have what it takes to be a slave or even sub for a Man! Now, that’s not a put down! It simply means I don’t think your brain could think of yourself that way for too long. It may fascinate you to try it! It did me!”

“You mean you’ve tried being a slave to some Man?”
“When I was younger! Yes! The Man was kind enough to realize that I was really trying but my heart just wasn’t in it! If I ever could do anything for you it may be to let you sub for me for a set period of time, then call Kings-X and see what you think. I know what you would say.”
“To be honest Sir! I think I do too! It’s just I find you someone I have always dreamed of having for a big Brother!”

“Well, hell, Kid! That’s easy enough! Give it time and you’ll have that big Brother. I could use another little Brother. I’m gonna’ lose mine in a couple months and I’m taking applications.” He smiled the sweetest smile at Jim Redfeather that melted Chief’s heart! “Thank you Master Jim! I’ll look forward to the day I am deserving enough in your eyes to call me Brother!”
“Fine, now go put on your leathers! You’re a Master remember! That’s a tip from your big Bro, Son!” Chief smiled at the sentiment and scurried to pull his leathers and boots on.

“Look!” Someone said and pointed to Beau. The aura was gone and the little blue ball of light emerged from the same place it entered. It sat on Beau’s back and remained there for a few minutes. Jeb walked up to Beau and held out his hand toward the blue light.
“Here Son! Sit in my hand! You’re loved here, you know that!” It buzzed around his head three times and sat in his hand as everyone gathered in awe.

“My people speak of a blue light but this is the first time I’ve witnessed it.” Chief said almost in a whisper so not to excite the spirit. It spun twice in Jeb’s hand then buzzed three times around Chief’s head and bussed him on the cheek too! He got this funny smile on his face, “I could smell him and know who he was. It was Wes! I felt him at Master Earl’s house the night I had dinner with him, Beau, Dirk and Allen! That’s phenomenal!” The light flew up and headed up the stairway and was gone!

“I better check with our boy and find out if he’s alright!” Big Jim moved to the microphone and pressed the button.
“Your Dungeon Master wants to know if his slave is alright after that experience?”
Green light!
“From now on you are to inform all poltergeist that visitation hours have been suspended until further notice or prior arrangement has been made and agreed to by your Dungeon Master.” He added in a laughing voice.
Green light!
“You hungry slave?” Red light!
Then your Dungeon Master is setting you a drift for a good while. Use the time wisely slave!”
And they did leave the slave alone for a good long while with no sounds nor stimulus!



Part II~Lost in Space


“Rocket Man! Shooting off into the areozone,
Taking me a long, long way from home.
It’ll be gone a long, long time and then,
‘till splash down brings me ‘round again,
I’m a Rocket Man!”
Bernie Taupin


It was Saturday morning early when Master Bert arrived with Oscar and Billy. Oscar was aglow with love. So was Master Bert. They were good together. Billy acted like the proud but unhappy Mother to be losing her baby. Everyone was supportive of both. Billy would get by! His Family would see to that. They included him in everything. Just as they had when he and Oscar had been running buddies. They both were included in all Family events.

Master Bert joined the Master’s in the Dungeon and after Billy and Oscar had checked on their Brother slave to be, headed for the kitchen. They had brought food and drink for all and knew their way around twenty five different kitchens all over Southern California. Soon the smells of breakfast, coffee and other goodies filled the house. Once again Oscar was the sole undisputed Master Chef running his kitchen like a well oiled clock. Billy never questioned a task. Knew better! When Oscar took charge the food came out on time, was always delicious and there was plenty of it!

If you volunteered for kitchen help you did the task Oscar assigned you. There were no small task in his kitchen. It was getting on toward ten o’clock and Master Earl arrived
with assortments of coffee cakes and two dozen doughnuts. It became a party mood as if everyone were celebrating the training of their new family member.

Jim Redfeather and Master Jeb came up from the Dungeon when Earl D. Shaw arrived on his bike. They greeted Earl and led him into the kitchen where Billy and Oscar dropped everything to make ritual homage to Master Earl. Once done Master Earl turned to introduce the Chief to Billy and Oscar who were completely nude. Chief responded politely to their rituals but just didn’t know what to make of them. Billy gently took Chiefs hand and guided it to his groin. He spoke softly to him so not to embarrass him in front of the others. “Go ahead Master Jim! Feel! It helps to know we’re real people!” Billy smiled sweetly as the Chief took advantage of his offer and then kissed Billy again with considerably more interest. It did not go unnoticed by the crowd who started applauding and whooping.
Billy turned and smiled innocently to every one and simply said to Jim Redfeather.
“Welcome to the Family Master Redfeather!” The big Man blushed! Everyone was patting him on the back and laughing with him.

Blaine and Beryl had remained in the Dungeon with Big Jim to keep watch with the Dungeon Master. Jeb had simply turned over the entire bondage trip to Big Jim. He was doing an excellent job and Jeb wondered why he had not included his friend in more of the slave training in the past. He had helped train numbers of slaves over the years and knew the drill. What’s more, Big Jim had taken on the persona of Dungeon Master and was recognize as such by all. They treated him with an elevated respect that he found appealing. He was beginning to bloom in this role and Jeb let him run with it! He even supported him by starting to defer to him on matters of Beau’s bondage. Jeb never questioned one of Big Jim’s decisions further reenforcing his status.

Jeb Henshaw was a wise old Man! He knew that he had found his successor. He never thought that Big Jim would be interested in taking over the slave training from him. It was never discussed between them. Jim had been too restless in the past and would just take off on his bike one day and be gone for months. Always to return to Jeb’s front door, throw his arms around his friend, kiss him and hold him like he knew he never should have left.
Big Jim had been Master Jeb’s first slave.

Years ago before Jeb had decided to get into the slave training business he and Jim had been in the service together. They spent a year in the trenches in Korea in the last days of that nasty little war. They spent night after night huddled close to each other, holding each other for warmth. Everyone had their bunk buddy. It was just accepted. You did that or froze to death or, if you got through the night, you could look forward to frost bite, gangrene, and amputation. Odd Man would be included with three under blankets, bed rolls or even straw when they could fine it dry. Jeb and Jim often sandwiched a smaller good looking buddy between them. Of course there was sex!

It was not only a relief but it built up the ambient heat under what ever protection they could find. No one said a word. They were all doing it. Even good naturedly joked about who was middle man. Most of the smaller Men found two big ones to sleep between. Sure they had to put out a little but they slept the warmest at nights and they had the extra mental relief of sleeping between two very large Men! The old saying, ‘If you can’t fuck your buddy, who can you fuck?” came from that period. It’s amazing how much goes on in the military! Head’s turn the other way when Men are in combat but stick it to you under more peaceful circumstances. We live in a country that will give you a medal for killing a Man and ostracize you for loving one!

Since they had been regular Marines they found themselves in the early days of the Vietnam situation as military advisors to the South Vietnamese. They couldn’t stomach what was going on and got out after Jeb had contracted some kind of rot from the jungle.
Jim knew his friend was getting worse and had wanted to climb on his bike many times since Beau came into his life but he couldn’t leave Jeb. He was forced to cope with a situation that he had simply run from in the past. He knew his friend, his Brother, his love, needed him and this was one time he knew he couldn’t run away. He had been there so many times for Big Jim. Big Jim always felt secure that he had a home no matter how long he was gone. He knew as long as Jeb was alive, he had a home. Now the prospect of losing his rock was unsettling to him.

To Big Jim, there was no problem so big it couldn’t be run away from. Not because he was a weak Man but because he was a terribly sensitive Man. He couldn’t tolerate hurt from people and tried his best never to hurt any one else. We don’t think of big Men as sensitive. Doesn’t fit the persona. We think ‘big Man’,‘strong Man’! Not always the case!

He began to draw strength from his love for Beau. Rather than be depressed that he couldn’t have Beau in the long run, he was bound and determined to see that Beau became the best possible slave to sell to Earl D. Shaw! He began to work Beau’s butt off at the gym and chuckled to himself after they got home to shower to admire the results of his pushing.
Beau was getting a beautiful set of tits! Just crying to be ringed by some worthy Master!
Big Jim would not fail to point that out to his new intended Master! He wanted to see a big ring through each of those tits.

The brunch was served and Chief , and Jeb took their food to the Dungeon so Big Jim,
Beryl and Blaine could come up and eat. They needed some time away from the Dungeon to socialize. Everyone sat at the huge outdoor oak table under the big Avocado tree Jeb had planted years ago when he first moved there. Well, he didn’t actually plant it. He left the pot there and it grew into the ground. Big Beryl was at the head of the table, stood and raised his glass.

“Gentlemen, slaves! Our thanks to the preparers of this fine food ! Health, love and prosperity to our Family!” Here, here’s all around and glasses clinking made for a happy occasion.
Oscar blushed at Master Beryl’s sentiment and Master Bert put his arm around him and kissed him. Master Beryl took Oscar’s hand and gently squeezed it in thanks. He just blushed more.
“Master Bert?” Questioned Big Beryl the acknowledged but somewhat unofficial head of the Family clan Mc Innis.
“Yes Sir?” He replied.
“Have you decided when you would like to claim this worthy slave and our Family member as your property?”
“It has been discussed and we have tentatively set a date but we’re flexible if isn’t a good time to have the maximum of my slave’s Family present.”
“And that date would be.....?”
“My slave wanted our new young slave in the Dungeon to stand with him as well as his Brother Billy. In fact, they both have requested this! It is more than fine with me! I would consider it an honor and a blessing to our transaction with him standing for my slave to be.”He said looking directly at Master Earl who smile and raised his glass in approval. “However, we realize his training schedule is tight and in three weekends his visitations willbegan. We thought if possible to have our ceremony the same evening that he becomes a full fledged slave and may then stand up for my slave and a full Brother!” There was applause of approval from around the table.

“Further more I have asked Master Earl to stand with me and I would really appreciate it Sir, as head of this Family if you would do us both the honor of standing with me as well!”
Big Beryl blushed at the general applause from around the table.
“I would be the one that would be honored Master Bert and I gratefully accept your invitation to stand with you! If it is alright with our Dungeon Master Big Jim and Master Jeb I think it would be a perfect time!” Everyone agreed. The two Men shook hands on it and everyone was happy with the timing.

“It sounds like a fine idea to me!” Said the new Dungeon Master. “We have plenty of room in the Auditorium and lots of tables for food for reception and celebration later. There’s plenty of room for bike parking in the vacant lot next door. We own that so there’s no problem there and we have no neighbors up here to speak of! It’s a fine idea! I will discuss it with Master Jeb but don’t foresee any problems. I’ll let you know definitely a little later this morning! I can tell you our young slave will be thrilled! Right Master Earl?”

Earl D. winked at Big Jim and spoke, “He will be thrilled! He loves Oscar and Billy very much!” Then he asked Billy to tell the story of Beau carrying Billy’s picture in his wallet for seven years in Nam and still carrying it to this day never thinking that he would one day meet his boyhood idol. The assembled people that had not heard this story were agog.
“I couldn’t believe when he unfolded this small picture of me out of some Muscle magazine of the early 60's. It was worn thin and the colors had faded but there was no mistaking the image. It was me!” Tears were coming to Billy’s eyes. “So you all can understand why Oscar and I both want him to stand with us!” Every one agreed.

Big Jim finished and excused him self to go to the Dungeon to speak with his partner and check on his charge. Jeb and Chief were talking quietly and just finishing eating. Jim sat down and began to outline what Bert had asked of Big Beryl. Jeb listened for a moment then spoke. “Jim, if you don’t mind, I’d appreciate it if you would make these decisions from now on. I accept what ever you think is best. It’s going to be all I can do to get through my part of our boys training and I may have you set in on most of it in case you might wish to do it again in the future! Chief you might be interested in this too. You’re young and could be a big help to your big Brother here!” Jeb smiled a knowing smile. Chief blushed.
“I will be happy to serve and learn Master Jeb! I would be honored!”
“That sounds good to me too!” Said Big Jim as he extended his hand in welcome to Jim Redfeather. Chief took the big Man’s hand and shook it firmly.

“All right Son! Find six square pieces of paper about four inches and mark the numbers 1 on the first , 2 on the second. Since we have four of the six Masters here this morning we’re going to draw for the weekend placement for our slave. You will get to pick one as well Master Redfeather since you’ve paid your deposit in full. Sam and Yoshie are out of town this weekend and so is Dirk and Allen. We have both their permission to draw for them and I’ll ask Billy to draw for Dirk I will draw for Sam!”

Jeb helped Chief with the papers and Chief carefully numbered each. They were folded and placed in a large tupperware mixing bowl. Big Jim carried the bowl out to the table were the Masters were sitting still drinking coffee.

“Weekend placement drawing for our slave, Gentleman. We have four of the six Masters that have paid deposits and I will draw for Master Sam. Billy will draw for Master Dirk! Now who will be first?”
Everyone looked around. Big Beryl took the lead.
“I will say who goes first! There should be some prerogatives for the head of this Family.” They all laughed but agreed with the Old Man.

“Earl first! For obvious reasons! Then we will go by age. The oldest next which will be me! Bert will be next! You draw for Sam next, Jim! Sorry young Man: He spoke to Chief, you’ll have to settle for last!” He laughed.
“Not a problem Sir!” Laughed Chief.
“No one open until we’ve all drawn. Agreed?” The Men all agreed. The bowl was passed. Each Man took a square of paper and Big Beryl gave the O.K. to open them.

“O.K. who got number one?” Asked Big Beryl.
“Looks like Sam and Yoshie.” Said Big Jim.
“We got number two!” Beryl said.
“Number three said Earl D.”
“Four.” Said Bert
“Dirk got five!” Said Billy.
“Six!” said Chief. Big Jim copied the order on the back of the piece of paper he had and said, “O.K.! Starting the first weekend of next month our boy will spend the weekend with Master Sam! The next weekend with Master Beryl! Followed by Master Earl, Master Bert, Master Dirk, and last and certainly not least, our new Master, Master Jim! Good! There are possibly two more available.

By the way, it is agreed that we will have Oscars transfer of ownership from his Family to Master Bert the same night that our boy becomes a slave!” They all applauded.
“May I being up one other thing Gentlemen?” Master Bert asked.
“Certainly Sir!” Replied Big Jim. Bert pushed an envelop to Jim and said,

“There’s two hundred cash for one more Master that is known to my Family, my intended slave and his Brother that would be interested in a new salve. He requested a weekend with Beau! You might know him as well Jim. He goes by the name Master Bear!”
“No! I can’t say’s I do!” If you and your slave and Billy vouch for him I will accept his deposit as Jeb has given my full charge in these matters. May I speak to your intended slave and Billy concerning this Sir?”

“Of Course! Let’s call Oscar!” Billy was already there and Oscar joined him.
“Do you slaves know this Man, Master Bear? Is he a valid member of a Family such as ours and would he make a good and sane Master for this slave.”
“Absolutely!” Said Oscar.
“One of the best Masters around and handsome as the Devil himself!” Said Billy.” Earl D. tried not to show it but was unsettled by the introduction of this new Master. He had to get Oscar and Billy aside and question them further.“I received a phone call earlier and Master Zack has sent two hundred dollars in the mail for a weekend reservation with our slave. Since he is our Family I will give him the seventh week end and Master Bear the last weekend. Then it’s done. There are several other deposits with Masters that wish an evening with our slave. Five in all so far. We won’t accept any further deposits for weekends with our slave to be.”
“We will have an open house the Saturday that bidding is due and our slaves new owner will be announced that evening. All bids must be in my hand by 6 P.M! Our new slave will be on display all afternoon for any Master’s final inspection. Announcements will be sent out to all Family members regarding the rules and times. Jeb and I are hosting an open bar catered party with food and drinks for all in celebration.”


Part III~Deep River, Muddy Waters


“I gits weary and sick of trying’
I’m tired of livin’and scared of dying,
But Old Man river, he just keeps rolling along”
Jerome Kern


I was being fed again. It was my fourth feeding so I knew it had to late Saturday afternoon. I had let my mind drift where it wanted to go. I didn’t try to control it. I kept returning to my childhood and remembering begging my Mother to take care of my little Brother and Sister. Most of the time she would be depressed or on medications that made her so dysfunctional she couldn’t do anything. Sometime she would be just dead drunk! I complained over and over to my Dad and he would just pat me on the head and say I was a good boy to help and do nothing. It must have been hard for him too.

He remained with her all those years. Never had an affair that I know of. Went to work every day and brought home his pay check. I had to buy groceries or no one would have been fed. Dad gave me a household allowance and I would buy everything for the week I thought we needed. I became good at clipping coupons and shopping values. I became a wife to my Dad and a Mother to my Brother and Sister. I was a slave to them. It didn’t stop until I left for College. I wiped their noses, I tied their shoes, I fed them, I cleaned up after them, I wiped their tears away, did the laundry and gave them love. If I was imprinted as a slave , I wanted to receive some love for my efforts.

One night I was looking at my love Clancey Mc Gee in a Muscle magazine. My dad walked in a caught me playing with myself and I was mortified. He grabbed the magazine out of my hand and took a look at it hard and then got a smile on his face and spoke,
“He’s a hell of a good looking Man Son!” He handed me the magazine back and messed my hair, “Maybe I’ll borrow that from you later. I haven’t jacked off in a couple of years and he is a hot one!” I was floored! Could my Dad have been Gay ? I don’t know that he ever had and other contacts. He was regular as clock work. I knew his schedule and he never varied.

Could he have discovered late in life he was gay and stopped having sex with my Mother? Was that why she was so miserable all those years. He never borrowed the magazine but once again when he caught me jacking off he ask if I needed any help. I assured him I didn’t!He winked and closed the door. Would he have? Did he want that? Had I become his wife in his mind?”. I took care of him. Made sure his clothes were washed, ironed, and folded. I put them exactly where he liked them.

After my Mother died when I came home from the service he would find someway to be alone with me. Never was physical with me but would cry sitting in the car alone to tell me how much he loved me and that he appreciated my help all those years. He bitterly missed me! He not only loved me as a Son, he had fallen in love with me! The realization of that brought a flood of tears from me that had me heaving in the sling. So much so I got a call on the ear phones.

“Slave. I’m here for you. You’re being watched over by those who love you. Are you in physical pain?” Red light!
“Are you facing yourself?” Green light!
“It won’t be long now until your evening fuck so that should give you something to look forward to. We brought in another guest fucker for you this evening. Hang in there slave.” They left me alone and I felt so much better understanding that. Why! Had I always known it but never wanted to admit it to myself?

“Everyone was still chatting at the table. Either having a beer or more coffee. It was getting dark. Big Jim came up to Earl D. and asked to speak to him in private. Earl followed the Big Man to the Auditorium.

Big Jim turned to him and said,
“Jeb has turned over most of the Dungeon Master decisions to me. Don’t spread it around but he’s getting worse and doesn’t have the strength left to see this through to completion. I am enjoying the hell out of it as you can probably tell but I wanted you to know about Jeb because I know how close you are. Second thing, our boy is going into fugue state and facing some dragons. He needs a solid physical communion with someone who loves him and whom he loves.

Would you consider giving him his evening fuck. I’ll clear the Dungeon for you and you may be alone with him if you like. The only rule is no verbal communication with him. You can communicate volumes through your dick. As Dungeon Master I would appreciate it if you would! He needs you right now.”
“You know I will! You don’t have to ask anyone to leave. I’m perfectly comfortable with our Family. Any or all that want too may watch.”

“I have a small pin spot that will light only the area of his ass and you won’t even be aware of anyone else. I’ll tell everyone that wants to watch to find a folding chair and take it to the Dungeon or they may sit on the floor. Big jim went around and quietly told everyone. Surprisingly, not every one wanted to watch. Jeb had retired to his bedroom and looked bad. Chief was already in the Dungeon and so were Beryl and Blaine. Billy decided to join the group in the basement more to leave Bert and Oscar alone for a while. They declined.

Everyone was settled and Earl followed Big Jim down into the Dungeon. He turned off all lights except one tiny pin spot aimed right on Beau’s ass. The Dungeon Master removed Beau’s plug into a waiting towel and patted his ass.

“Master Earl..... Now! Master Earl will need a slave for lubricant and to get him primed a bit!”
“Blaine!” Barked Master Beryl. Blaine was on it knees in front of Master Earl. He first kissed each of his boots as Earl offered his hand. He kissed it and placed it to his forehead for further orders.
“Clean my Cod piece slave and I’ll tell you when you may remove it!”

Blaine threw his all into cleaning, licking, and sucking on Master Earl’s big Cod piece.
He could feel Master Earl’s snake start to engorge itself inside as the piece became more filled. After he had gone over every inch several times it was wet from his attention.
“You may remove it now slave! You did a good job of cleaning and paying homage to this Master!” Blaine caught an upper snap in his teeth and pull the entire piece off. Master Earl’s sizable cock flopped straight out into his face. It was delicious looking to Blaine and he was hungry for some good hot Cop dick.

“May I Master?”
“Yes Son.” Blaine started by kissing the head and then making love to the entire length of the shaft. He kissed each of Master Earl’s balls and licked them a little.
“Clean my balls good for me slave!” Big Beryl nudged Chief as if to say. “Damn Earl’s a hot Master and my slave is really doing me proud!” Blaine was in heaven sucking and cleaning Master Earl’s low hanging balls.
“Now slave! Get me good n’ hard with a lot of spit!”
“That was the order Blaine had been working for. He began to suck and take more and more of Master Earl down his throat. Master Earl turned him sideways to the assembled Family so they could get a better view. Big Beryl leaned over to Chief an whispered “ My slave’s gonna’ get fucked tonight! Woah!!” Master Earl was fully erect and ready to fuck some good slave boy ass.
“That will be enough slave!” Blaine again kissed each of his boots and Master earl once more held his hand for him. After completing the ritual he spoke to Blaine,
“Get up here slave and show this Master love!” Blaine was in his arms in an instant and Master Earl laid a kiss on Blaine that made Blaine go limp. Master Beryl slapped his knee and laughed softly.

“Thank you slave!” Master Earl said softly to Blaine.
“My pleasure Sir! My pleasure!” Master Earl moved to his intended slave in the sling and you could have heard a pin drop in the Dungeon as he placed his big dick on his slave’s rosebud. He reached up and grabbed the chains in front of the slave. He lunged in one swift smooth movement was in his slave to the balls that swung and banged beneath him. There were several gasps at his entrance.

I felt a large dick slammed into my ass and pushed back and up to receive it as Master Jeb had taught me so many weeks ago. It was wonderful to feel someone in me again. At first I thought it was Master Jim but it didn’t have quite the same feel. My evening fucker let my ass adjust for a good while taking a small stroke or two to relax my hole. Then the first couple of good strokes I knew I had a Cadillac in my garage. It was my Master and I wiggled my ass in excitement.

“You can’t fool this Kid!” He spoke softly to the peanut gallery, “He just told me he know’s it’s me!” He laughed as he took another couple of good long deep strokes into me. Shit!! Son of a bitch ! Damn!! Hell! Fuck!! My Master felt good and I was trying my best to help him get the best of my ass that he could. He obviously was enjoying this. I could feel a certain joy in his strokes.

I know it sounds crazy but I could feel that this must have been unexpected and he was not going to let the opportunity pass without making this a memorable fuck. Tonight he was the Cadillac and I had hope he might of shifted gears or let his Animal drive. What the hell, slave, you’re getting fucked by your Master! It’s his pleasure that’s important! Not yours! Give it up to him any way he wants to take it from you.

Something clicked in me and I knew at that moment I was becoming the slave that Master Jeb had told me about. When that clicked in my brain and I began to concern myself with his pleasure I began to get what I needed. My Master had put his wild ass animal at the wheel! I could still tell it was a Cadillac but that beast was putting the pedal to the metal.

He kept on and on and I was building up fast. I couldn’t hold it much longer but I was trying. It was almost like he wanted to feel my ass biting down on his cock as he fucked me furiously. I couldn’t hold it any more and shot three times and tried to bite his dick off with my ass. He felt it go crazy as I felt his flow began. It was being fed a Man size feast! God, he fucked me good!

He lay on top of me and I thought I heard applause but wasn’t sure. Was there an audience? That was hot! Did my Master take me in front of an audience? Damn that made me hot! I started to milk his cock to get the last drops of his hot come into my ass. I wanted every drop! To be plugged and absorb his wonderful seed was enough to get me through the rest of this.

He left his cock in me for a long time laying on top of me with his arms under and around me. I could feel his left hand stroking my chest like he liked to do. He inched up and found my tit and began to tease it between his thumb and forefinger. He didn’t hurt me. He just played with it. It was making me so hot I began to hump his dick praying he’d fuck me again. He didn’t. He wasn’t in charge and had to obey the Dungeon Master. He was happy to be able to have me one more time. He slowly pulled out and I started crying but tried not to let anyone know.

“He’s crying!” Earl said to Jim. “Do you think I hurt him?”
“Not likely! You should know! He’s hopelessly in love with you and misses you! He wants you back in him but that’s enough for tonight. Watch this!” Big Jim went to the microphone. “Everything alright Son?” Red Light
“Problem Son?” The green light flashed, l...o...v...e...m..a..s..t..e..r...Blaine translated.
“See! What did I tell you!” chided Big Jim.“Gimme a hug Earl! The Dungeon Master needs one right now!” Earl D. threw his arms around the big Man and spoke to him softly, “You’re one of a kind Brother and I’m proud to call you that. You are a big Man!”
The double meaning didn’t pass Big Jim. He just laughed and patted Earl on the back hard and gave him a goodly Bear hug!

I was fed once more and again some wonderful homemade soup broth of some kind. I was not treated to any more stimulus for the rest of the night. I was on my own except for three people watching me round the clock. Beryl and Blaine went to one of the upstairs bed rooms, made the bed and crashed. Big Jim invited Chief to stay over if he wished. He did and slept next to Big Jim almost all night on the leather futon. Master Bert , Billy and Oscar were keeping watch over the slave. The Dungeon was quiet and all lights were out except a small pin spot on the slave hanging in mid air.

Big Jim still had his leathers on but Chief had taken his off to be more comfortable. He woke up with a huge hairy arm around him pulling him up close to the big bear of a Man. He had dreamed of this. It was enough to begin to think of Big Jim as his big Brother. To be lying next to him this close was a dream come true. He fell asleep and dreamed more peaceful dreams than he had in years. Once he awoke and rolled over into the Giant to get closer. Was that a small smile he sensed come across the big Man’s face. It was dark! He couldn’t be sure! Big Jim was sure as he pulled him closer.

The next morning was a whirlwind of activity. Jeb was up early and Billy awoke the Dungeon Master to start his day. Chief stayed longer on the futon asleep in his comfortable dreams. Billy and Oscar went upstairs to start Breakfast for everyone. Master Earl had left and gone home. He had some things to do Sunday but would check in or call when Beau came out of bondage. Big Jim offered for him to be present and he said he would try. The final ten to twelve hours of bondage is the worst. You are really going deep inside yourself to look at things you’ve tied behind your back for years. Things you would ordinarily never let yourself think of. They come bubbling up from the depth to confront you. You can’t run away because there was no where to run. It will not go away until you deal with it! There is much weeping and nashing of teeth during that period. (figure of speech since my mouth was plugged!)

By Sunday afternoon I was really becoming uncomfortable. I was fighting off muscle cramps from inactivity and I had no more tears to shed. I felt completely washed out like and old dishcloth. Yet somehow I felt cleansed! I felt like these areas of my life would never come to bother me again because I had finally dealt with them. They were done, resolved and gone.

I thought the time would never come but I finally felt the gurney being rolled under me and raised so I was laying on it and my chains were free. I was unhooked and gently rolled somewhere. Four big arms transferred me to a table covered in leather. Slowly both sides of the bondage harness was removed. Someone was removing my boots. Someone else was undoing my pants. They were removed. They sat me up and someone removed my leather shirt and gauntlet gloves. Next my plug was removed but not my eye patch. Sitting up I felt someone removing the leather hood and laid me back down before removing it. It was finally taken away.

My eyes adjusted and I was laying in the middle of the futon and all around me was my Family including my Master completely nude. No one had any clothes on including my Dungeon Master who was laying next to me. I rolled to him and put my arms around his big neck and started crying I was so moved. He held me tight and whispered, “These other folks watched over you too!”

I turned to my Master and hugged him and didn’t want to let go. I kissed him and told him I loved him. He returned that love to me. Then each, in kind, I hugged and kissed each of my Family. They all had tears in their eyes. Chief was so moved we started crying together.

Big Beryl was beside himself with joy, love and couldn’t hug me tight enough. I thought he was going to break something. Blaine was bananas! It was a wonderful unexpected reunion. They had become my Family. Who could want for a more diverse yet loving group of Men to love.

“You hungry Kid?” My Dungeon Master asked.
“Yes Sir! A little.”
“Come then ....we have food prepared for you!” They helped me up as my legs were unsteady. They helped me up and out of the Dungeon. We walked to the outside and there was a feast laid out before me for all to enjoy. Oscar had been cooking all afternoon and every one sat down to eat. Everyone in the nude in the warm summer evening as the last rays of the warm California sun sank into the ocean.

Master Beryl raised his glass and spoke,
“To our new slave. On releasing him from the bondage of his past to the freedom of his new life as a slave!” Everyone, here, hered in agreement and clinked glasses. It was the best meal I have ever eaten. I ate too much. I was so full and growing tired. I felt emotionally drained and yet happier than I can ever remember. I was so grateful to these Men for their unqualified love for me. I asked Master Jim to take me to his room. I hugged and kissed everyone good night including my Master who understood my need to lay down.

The Dungeon Master swept me up in his arms and carried me to his bed. He laid me out and covered me. Then he kissed me and said to me,
“I have responsibilities to our guest so I won’t be back for a while. Can I send your Master to lay with you for a while.
“You would do that for me?”
“Don’t you know by now?”
“I’m sorry Master. I love you too!”
I was drifting off to sleep when I felt a pair of big arms surround me and hold me close. It was my Master and I turned to him and wept in his arms. He understood. I was out! I remember waking up during the night and there were another bigger pair of arms around me and I moved closer to the warmth of my Giant Ox He held me tight as I drifted back off to sleep. I had wanted love. I found it.

If someone had laid out to me how and what form that love would take would I have been able to understand? Becoming a slave was nothing that I thought it would be. My life was becoming not my own any more. I was becoming a part of something bigger.

To be owned by another Man multiplied my world by two but to be brought into a Family as complex and caring as this one would have be uncomprehensible to me a couple of months ago. I was looking for a new world and found a universe. Instead of living my life in my self imposed prison I was being freed to love in so many new and wonderful ways. I realized that I was giving up some things others might find necessary for them to have total control of their lives but it was not until I decided to give up that control that I truly began to feel free. The freedom of my chains. The greater bond of love!

For the first time in my stupid warped life I was beginning to like who and what I was! I liked the slave that I was becoming. He was me! The person that I had been imprinted as in childhood. I would become a slave to a good Man that would control me yet give me the love my Father never could. In effect, the ultimate Father figure!

Perhaps my Dad could have offered that to me but I never allowed him to cross that barrier. What a can of worms that might have opened?! I began to have dreams of having sex with my Dad and never before wanted to admit that I had been sexually attracted to him for years.
When I showed a picture to my Master of my Dad he laughed. I asked him why?
“It’s obvious your attraction to Billy all those years. He was a pumped up version of your Dad! He could be Billy’s Brother. I looked again and with that suggestion saw the resemblance. Perhaps my Dad saw it too when he looked at that picture of Billy I was jacking off too. He knew before I did and tried to give me a chance to come to him. I didn’t. He must have been devastated. I never really loved my Dad until I understood that.

I blamed him for my misery as an adult. For not doing something about me becoming a slave to our family. I never had a childhood. I never really had an adolescence. I was too busy playing the role of an Adult. I’m still very close to my little Brother and Sister. It too is a perverse love. They love me as a parent. A combination of Big Mama, Big Brother, Big Daddy, and Santa Clause. They still send me their toy lists at Christmas.

I worry a lot about my little Brother Bud. I found some ‘Tomorrow’s Man’ and ‘GreatianPictorial’ magazines stuffed in his mattress one day but never confronted him with them. Never told Dad! I felt if he was going to be Gay I would let him tell me in his own time.He is in college now and doesn’t seem to be too interested in girls. I send him money regularly. He has never asks for money but always thanks me every letter. He writes faithfully twice a month. Always about what he and his buddies are doing. Never mentions a girl. Is he afraid of me? Does he see me as some War hero he can’t approach? If he could see me now! I laughed at the picture of me with my hair on fire!
Maybe , after he finishes college, Master Earl will let me have him out for a visit and I will tell him about us. Maybe.

It became clear to me that after all those years the great love of my Dad’s life was his Son!” I knew that someday soon I would return to my Father’s home with my Master and introduce him to my Dad as such. I suddenly felt that my Father might understand and approve. Would he grow to love my Master for my sake! Is the old saying true? “The fruit doesn’t fall to far from the tree!” The tree had a few surprises for the fruit.
No matter what we do in life! No matter where we go nor whom we meet along the way! From the moment we are born our clock, forever how long we have on this planet, just keeps ticking away! Use every minute wisely, ‘cause the river of life just keeps on rolling along.


End of Part XV (B)~
Waddie Greywolf
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