Date: Wed, 29 Nov 2006 07:24:05 -0800 (PST)
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Subject: Danny's Rehab Program - chapter 9

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After about two weeks Andre begin to realize why Michael's skating was off.
When Michael came to practice the next day, he ordered him to dump out his
bag ... and sure enough, out fell a plastic bag of coke and the
paraphernalia of a drug addict.  Andre felt as if his heart had stopped
beating he couldn't breathe. He grabbed Michael's arm and rolled up his
shirt and noticed the swollen veins where he had mainlined.  Andre became
desperate fearing the loss of the boy who had become so quickly the love of
his life.  What to do?

Danny's Rehab Program

CHAPTER 9

Halls of Injustice

Danny and Gerson found themselves waiting more than an hour for the Judge
to take the bench.  Danny remembered reading a report in the paper from the
Alliance to End Regression which had timed the hours each Judge worked they
gave credit for time in their Chambers but even so, found that on average
judge's work approximately three and a half hours a day.  He felt that the
legal system, as it was set up, was just another abuse of victims.

Finally, the Judge was announced, and the proceedings were underway.  After
the bailiff called for silence, the first case was adjourned to another
date because the accused's lawyer failed to appear.  The second case was
also adjourned because the correction facility failed to send the accused's
documentation along with him.  Then the Judge called for a recess, before
commencing the case against Gerson's drunk/high driver.  Since the driver
that had caused the accident was pleading guilty to a lesser charge in an
attempt to avoid a long stint in the State prison, Gerson was invited to
speak before the sentencing.

"Your Honour, I have something in common with this man who has just
admitted causing the accident.  I too, was addicted to drugs, but am now
very happy to say that thanks to that man sitting in the third row, I have
been clean now for several months.  I mention this because sending this man
to jail would not help either him with his addiction or me to recover my
losses and he would only become another burden on the tax payers.  With
your permission, my Rehab director is willing to take the accused into his
private program if he is willing to submit himself to the requirements of
the program.  If you feel this would be an acceptable alternative to
imprisonment I would request that you give us a few minutes to discuss with
him this alternative to jail time."  Gerson said, impressing the Judge with
his self-assurance and clarity.

The Judge looked thoughtfully at Gerson and thanked him, and then turning
to the dock, he continued to the accused, "Mr. Edwards, you have admitted
to a third offense of driving under the influence of controlled substances.
Because of your past history, the law requires me to apply the maximum
sentence under the 'Three Strikes' provision. However, after Mr Bates's
input, I'm minded to allow you a last chance to rescue your life and I will
therefore allow you fifteen minutes together with your lawyer to discuss
the alternative to imprisonment proposed by the victim of your crime. You
should be aware though, that I will not be likely to look leniently upon
you when sentencing you, so listen well to their offer."

The Judge then adjourned the case and the bailiff called the next case
which lasted well over thirty minutes.  While the next case proceeded,
Danny offered to take Dean Edwards into his Rehab Program for life with no
possibility of parole, but explained how much better living in his Program
would be to what he could expect in the State prison.  Gerson made clear
that he would have to sign all the papers, including the Power of Attorney
in Danny's favour which the Judge would witness.  Edwards had been hoping
to draw a shorter sentence by pleading guilty, but his record had caught up
with him and so on the advice of his lawyer about the possible sentence the
Judge might hand down he jumped at the chance to avoid jail.

After the intervening case finished, the Judge resumed Dean Edwards's trial
and listened as his lawyer said that after careful consideration his client
had decided to opt for treatment under the Rehab Program.  The Judge was
surprised that the Rehab Program had no term limits, but he would have
given a maximum sentence anyway and at least now the State was unburdened
of the cost of at least one prisoner. He made an order that the accused
having pleaded guilty, and opting for an alternative to a custodial
sentence, would be remanded into the Rehab Program for life.

After completing the paperwork, Danny and Gerson left the Courthouse in the
same car as Dean, who felt a sense of relief at not being handcuffed and
sent to prison.  Little did he realize that he was taking his first steps
into a new life and a freedom that his mind would take a long time to
comprehend.  Arriving home, Gerson and Kevin took him to the basement and
stripped him, and then added to his humiliation by having him urinate while
Kevin held his cock and then he was cleaned and given an enema.  When he
was taken to the padded cell, he was wondering if prison would not have
been a much better option.


Deal or No Deal?

The next day, Danny found himself again being waited on by the same young
waiter as on his other visits to the Crab House.

"Good to see you again, Sir, can I get you something to drink?"

"Schaefer on tap, please."  Danny was no connoisseur of beers, but he
always enjoyed a cold beer on tap and found that they never made him feel
bloated.  The Crab House prided themselves in offering a New York beer
which was so much superior to that consumer garbage produced by the Buddy
monopoly.  Danny suspected that they used rice instead of grain and he
resented that so many breweries each with their own specialty brew, had
been devoured by this corporate giant.

Kevin's father arrived shortly after Danny was served his brew.  They
exchanged pleasant greetings although Danny was on edge and somewhat
anxious about the purpose of the meeting.  Kevin's father was about twenty
years older than Danny who normally preferred guys of his own age or
younger; but this man was in fine physical shape and although he had some
grey hairs and his hair was thinning, Danny found him attractive.  Both
placed their orders and then they dropped the pleasantries and got down to
business they both knew how to conduct a businessman's lunch.

"I suppose this is about the tape I sent you?"  Danny inquired.

"I thought you might think that, and you are partly right, but I have
another reason for seeing you.  First I want to thank you for that tape of
my son.  Did he know you were taping him?"  Tom asked.

"No, I thought it was best that he didn't for now.  But he did want you to
know how grateful to you he is."  Danny clarified to Kevin's father.

"It was beautiful and I can't tell you how happy it made me to see how well
he is doing.  I am not sure how you achieved so much when so many others,
including myself and several other Rehab Programs failed."  Tom said.

Danny nodded his head in reply, but Kevin's father continued.  "I must say
I was somewhat taken aback by the scene of you two hugging, I mean, not
that you hugged, but it caught me off guard to see my son totally naked.  I
hadn't seen his body since he was much younger.  It was like looking into a
mirror and seeing back in time.  He reminded me so much of myself at that
age."  Tom said with a glint in his eye.

"And now you want him back?"  Danny said, voicing his suspicions.

"I knew you would think that.  But no.  I mean of course I love him and
want the best for him.  But I can't give him that and it was apparent to me
from that tape that you can."

"So what do you want then? Mr. McNeill."

"Please, call me Tom.  There is no need for formality between us.  We both
love Kevin, but you know how to take care of him better than I.  But I do
want to collaborate with you."

"Go on, Tom, I'm listening."  Danny said, now that his curiosity was
piqued.

"I want to go into business with you.  A sort of partnership.  Unknown to
my son, I recently acquired a very large ranch between Palmdale and
Palmsprings.  I will put it at your disposal.  I will fund the project and
you can receive other young men to rehabilitate them as you have done with
my son.  We, of course, will charge for these services.  I know several
very wealthy families that would be more than willing to send their son's
someplace where there is at least a small hope that they can be freed from
their addictions and have a meaningful life.  What do you say?"  Tom
offered.

"I'm flabbergasted; I really don't know what to say.  What would you get
out of this venture?"  Danny asked suspecting some ploy.

"Well, perhaps I could be on your board of directors and get to see my son
occasionally. What do you think?"

"This comes very unexpectedly and if I accepted, I think I would need to
make a lot of changes.  Let me give this some thought."

"Fine ... fine, I didn't expect an immediate reply.  You are too good a
businessman for that.  But let me tell you, I have some very powerful
friends in some very high places, and we would have their support.  Don't
think that I haven't had you investigated.  We know you are a good man and
want to back you.  I am pleased that you didn't say 'no' right off."  Tom
said, knowing by the expression on Danny's face that he had been both
surprised and intrigued with the possibilities of the offer.

"Well, you did surprise me.  I thought for sure you were going to beg me to
send Kevin home."  Danny continued.

"Danny, I love my son.  But I have never been able to convince him of that
fact.  Perhaps I was too aloof or over-involved in my business affairs.  I
worked hard so that he would have the best of everything.  But he just
rebelled and walked away from it all.  We tried everything we could to win
him over, but nothing was ever enough.  I had hoped he would take over my
business one day, but now I realize that he could never handle that. The
responsibilities would crush him.  My wife died when he was young and I
guess I never understood how fragile he was and how much he needed
her. Does this make any sense to you?"  Tom asked hopefully.

"I know that Kevin responds well to discipline and love.  Perhaps your love
for him lacked the structure that he needed to feel secure, but then again,
what do I know?"  Danny asserted humbly.


Meanwhile, back at Danny's ...

Dean Edwards was not liking his new situation.  He had imagined that
nothing could be as bad as going back into jail, but in jail at least he
had some privacy when he took a dump.  Of course on his first day, they had
taken blood and stool samples.  He understood this to be part of the
admission process.  But going around naked was completely unexpected.
Also, in jail he had more access to drugs than on the street, but when he
hinted about being interested he was either slapped or told to keep his
trap shut.  There was no sense of unity with the other inmates he thought.
They seemed more like guards than fellow patients.

When Danny got back from his lunch he went to check up on Dean.  So far,
Edwards's detox hadn't hit him full force and he was being very arrogant
and uncooperative.

"I trust you are adapting to our little world here?"  Danny asked to
initiate the conversation.

"Oh yeah, I really love this little dung heap.  Say, I want to see my
lawyer."  He tried to bully Danny.

"Well let me make this clear for you Dean, you are here to begin a new
life.  Any connection to you old life has ended.  From now on, I am your
lawyer, your doctor, your teacher and your master.  The sooner you learn to
accept that fact, the sooner we will begin to get along."  Danny said
calmly.

"Fuck you, I want out of here.  I'm cancelling the agreement."  Edwards
insisted. "You were told there was no way back from this at the Courthouse,
before you signed," Danny said in answer to this outburst.

Edwards fell silent and after a pause, Danny continued: "Dean, you almost
killed Gerson, you have no regard for anyone's life; much less your own.
You made yourself the refuse of society.  You have no self-regard.  In
short, you are a piece of shit!  And as long as you act like a turd, that
is how we are going to treat you.  You want to shout profanities at me, be
my guest ... but understand one thing: if you act like an animal in my
house, then don't expect me to treat you as a person."  Danny said
pronouncing each word precisely.

"Don't make me laugh.  You three pansies don't scare me."  Edwards
responded defiantly.

"Soon your body is going to betray you.  Just know that it will be us three
"pansies" that you will be screaming to for help.  While you detox we are
going to be very patient with you, but know that once you come out of detox
your retraining will begin and it will be tough.  Now before I go, we need
a sample of your sperm.  Can you get it up?"  Danny said, hoping to
humiliate him.

"The hell if you are getting any of my sperm you queer fucks."  Edwards
said.  Danny smiled as he looked at this handsome dark-haired youth that
stood so cockily before him.

"Gerson take Slave Dean to the examination table."  Danny ordered.

Edwards attempted to resist, but now Gerson had his strength back after the
accident and with Kevin's help, Edwards was quickly subdued and dragged to
the table screaming and cussing.  Once he was completely strapped down,
Danny came over with the TENS machine.

"What the hell is that thing?"  Edwards said, getting nervous about what
these two naked guys and Danny were going to do to him.

"I asked your cooperation.  You cussed me out.  So now we will proceed the
hard way, you brought this down on yourself just like you ruined your
former life."  Danny said as he connected the leads to Dean's penis.
Edwards overreacted to the current and screamed horribly, but within
minutes Danny got a nice full load out of his testicles.

The next day Danny called Tom while Kevin was out behind the house working
on the lawn.  Gerson was cleaning the examination room , bathroom and the
cell; Edwards was lying in the padded cell gradually sinking into a state
of detoxification.

"Hello, please tell Mr McNeill, that Danny is calling.  He's expecting my
call."

"Danny, how are you?  I didn't think you would call me.  I was going to
call later today.  So do you have an answer for me?"  Tom said.

"Tom, I have thought about what you said.  About all that you said.  I have
certain conditions that you must meet in order for me to accept your offer.
Do you want to hear them?"  Danny asked.

"Hit me, Danny, I didn't expect you would say yes without a counteroffer."
Tom said, drawing on his business experience.

"I've thought about your offer and what you said about your love for Kevin,
but I don't think it would work with you becoming a member of a board of
director and seeing Kevin occasionally. So, my proposal is this: if I were
to accept your offer then all your holdings must be put into a trust in the
name of the Rehab Program and you must become part of the Program as a
slave."

Tom's heart skipped several beats; he'd expected Danny to be tough,.  But
he had never expected him to demand so much.  Tom's mind was racing.

Finally, Danny spoke.  "Tom, think about it.  But then ask yourself for
whom did you work so hard all those years?  Was it for yourself or to leave
something to your son so that he would have a future?  I just thought that
you might like passing it on while still in this world.  Take all the time
you need.  We are in no rush."

Tears ran down Tom's face after he hung up the telephone.  He understood
Danny clearly.  Danny saw in him that he would be willing to die to save
his son and now Danny was giving him a chance to show that to Kevin.  His
hand shook as he picked up the phone and told his secretary to get back to
Danny.

When Danny answered the phone, Tom only said one word, "Deal."  Danny said
"OK, how do you want to do this?" Tom was keen now to get things moving,
but realised the legalities of setting up the Trust would take a while, so
he replied "Give me two weeks to have our lawyers work up all the paperwork
and then you can go over it with your lawyers.  My private helicopter will
be at your service if you wish to inspect the ranch so that you can begin
to think of any renovations you might want to order.  One thing though, I
will have contact with my son?"  Tom finished, almost begging.

"Tom, yes you will have frequent contact with him, but as your Master it
will always be on my terms and remember, once you go forward with this,
there is no reverse.  Are you sure you want to do this?"  Danny said,
surprised that Tom responded so quickly.

"I understand fully, Danny, or should I call you Master?"  Tom said half
jesting.

"You can call me Danny until the day you sign those papers and then you
will be expected to call me Master.  Have a good night, Tom."  Danny said
sincerely.  Danny was very pleased.

Tom slept that night like a huge burden had been taken off his back.  He
played and replayed the tape that Danny had sent him and wondered if Danny
hadn't planned this all along.  The man certainly had an extraordinary
understanding of people, he thought.

Danny called both Gerson and Kevin to his den to tell them of possible
changes and his need to go look at a new property.  He informed them that
Gerson was to accompany him and that Kevin would remain to take care of
Dean.  Neither questioned Danny nor felt threatened by the information.
Both felt closer because Danny had taken them both into his confidence,
even if only partially.

The next day, Danny and Gerson drove to the airport and were greeted by
Tom's staff and flown directly to the Lazy N ranch just on the other side
of Palmdale and on the outskirts of the Mojave dessert.  The front gate was
about a mile from the main road over semi-dry land covered in sage brush
and cactus..  The main house was at least another mile into the ranch which
sat in a canyon between two smaller mountains and a third larger one sealed
off the back of the canyon. As they flew in by helicopter they didn't see
the main entrance on this first trip since it landed on a pad very close to
the compound near the center of the ranch.

The place was designed for breeding horses and was fully equipped for that
purpose.  The mansion sat on a high hill within the canyon, looking down on
most of the ranch buildings.  Danny thought that a more secluded location
didn't exist.  The mansion had picture windows designed to give the owner a
feeling of soaring over his property.  The horse stables were immaculate
and the 10 stalls could easily be adapted into cells for new arrivals.  The
bunk house was a very comfortable building which would provide individual
rooms for the better trained slaves.  There was a large common room which
could be converted into a dormitory which could easily accommodate another
ten beds.  A smaller barn was located across from the main barn, which
could be used for any horses or animals that they might acquire.  An
electric golf cart was available to move around the grounds quickly and
silently it would also help conserve gas.  Beyond the mansion was a cement
pad which served as the heliport.  Danny could not believe the potential of
the place and began to think that maybe he had demanded too much of Tom.

On the way back, Gerson was all excited about what they could do with the
ranch.  Danny decided to take advantage of Kevin's not being with them and
told Gerson a bit more about the deal.  Gerson's eyes opened really wide
when Danny told him Kevin's father was behind this change, but when Danny
told Gerson that Tom had accepted his conditions and would become a slave
himself, Gerson's jaw dropped open.  Danny explained that it was important
for the first stage of Tom's training that Kevin be kept in the dark as to
his identity and that he didn't want Kevin fucking his own dad, at least
not until they were both truly ready, if ever, to make that step.  So they
decided that Tom would have to wear a leather mask for the first few weeks
of his training.  Danny said he would purchase one he had seen in
www.slave4master dot com, which comes with a padlock and could not be taken
off.  Either Danny or Gerson would have to bathe him so as to keep Kevin
ignorant that it was his own dad.

"But why would Kevin's father agree to enslave himself?"  Gerson asked

"Because his love for his son already has him enslaved.  He just never knew
how to express that to Kevin in a way that Kevin would understand.  We are
going to help both of them."  Danny said emphatically. 'But how are we
going to keep Kevin occupied?'  Danny wondered to himself.

Tom had begun to call his closest friends and associates to tell them that
he would be moving on to a new life after losing his wife and more recently
his son.  He explained to them all that he would be incommunicado
indefinitely and that no one should be concerned or worried.  As he went
down his list of friends and associates one name Andre Marc caught his
attention.  There was no need to call Andre, because they had not been in
communication with each other for many years; but then it dawned on him
that this might be his last chance to catch up and say goodbye so he rang
his number.

"Andre speaking."

"Andre, its me, Tom."

"Tom? Tom who?"

"Andre don't tell me you forgot already who sponsored your skating program
for under-privileged kids?"  Tom hinted to trigger Andre's memory.

"Oh my God, Tom, how the hell are you?  I can't believe you are calling me
after all this time."  Andre said, feeling nostalgia for his old friend.
"How are your wife and son doing?  I miss you all so much."  Andre said.

"Andre, my wife passed away more than ten years ago.  And my son is in a
Rehab program."

"Oh, Tom, I am so sorry. I never heard about Mary. Has it been that long
since we lasted talked?.  And Kevin is in Rehab?"

"Actually he has been in and out of rehab programs since Mary died.  But
now I've found a place that seems to be really working for him."  Tom said,
wishing he were already there too.

"Oh my God, Tom, I can't believe this.  I was just sitting here wondering
what I was going to do for a kid I am coaching.  He has a bad addiction and
I was going crazy wondering were I would find a good program that could
really help him.  Can you give me the name of this place?"  Andre said,
feeling his prayers had been answered.

"Andre, actually I'm not sure this place would be good for just any kid.
It's a very special program, very innovative with a lot of experimental
therapies."

"Tom, this kid is very special to me.  I don't care what it costs."  Andre
said insistently.

"You don't understand, it's a place from which he may never get out."  Tom
warned, "and they just don't take anyone."

"Tom, I am begging you.  This kid is Olympic material and I love him, Tom.
If that place is good enough for your boy, I know its where my Michael
belongs.  I never asked you for a personal favour before, but for old
time's sake, help me out on this one, please Tom.  I don't want to lose
this boy."

"Let me get back to you on this, OK?  I can't promise anything.  Let me
make a call and see what I can do."  Tom said reassuringly.

Tom got his secretary to catch up with Danny again. "So, Danny, what did
you think of the place.  Does it have potential or not?"  Tom asked.

"That place is incredible.  How did you ever locate it.  Its amazing and
would be ideal for the program we are thinking of creating."  Danny said
enthusiastically.

"I knew that you would be hooked once you saw it up close.  Look, Danny I
have a favour to ask you, that's why I really called.."  Tom said
hesitatingly. "I have a very old and dear friend who coaches an Olympic
skater who needs to break an addiction problem.  Can you take him in as a
temporary patient?

"Tom, I don't see how we can do that.  Besides, this might jeopardize the
whole project?"

"Danny, just think about it for a day or so.  I trust your judgement, but
it would be a shame to deny this kid an opportunity to compete in the
Olympics and besides I think he and my friend his coach have a special
relationship and I don't think that my friend would want to give him up."
Tom speculated.

"Tom, you may have just given me what I need to know.  Have your secretary
set up a conference call with the coach and myself.  I don't want him to
have my Celphone number, not just yet anyway.  I may have an idea."  Danny
said.

Danny then called Gerson and Kevin to his office.  Both slaves bowed to
their Master as they entered his office.  Both suspected correctly that it
had to do with the ranch that Danny and Gerson had visited.  Danny first
asked how Dean was doing.  Kevin informed him that he was having a rough
time of it; the guy was practically climbing the walls and was having a lot
of dry heaves.  They agreed to restrain him so that they could put him on
an intravenous glucose solution.  Then Danny explained that he had been
asked to accept a temporary slave an addicted athlete.  He deliberately did
not mention who it was or how it came about, as he was afraid that Kevin
might connect the dots.  Danny said that he was thinking of taking in the
boy's coach and using him as a co-trainer: that way, both he and the boy
could eventually leave, but the kid would still be a slave to his coach and
thus obedient to his master.  He asked Gerson and Kevin for their opinions.

"Would this co-trainer know how we re-educate as we do here?"  Gerson
asked.

"No, he probably wouldn't have much of an idea.  But since the kid will
need a few days in detox, we could give the trainer a few days as a slave
so that he can experience the pleasure of obedience before he has to demand
it of the kid."  Danny said.  "I would want Gerson to take charge of the
coach, while you and Dean look after the kid's detox, Kevin.  Do you think
you all can do that?"  Danny asked. "I will be supervising and giving you
all of you breaks where I can."

"Aren't we rushing things a bit here?"  Kevin asked.  "We've barely begun
with Dean and you are talking of two more and at once."  Kevin said.

"I know this is a bit precipitous, but they need us and if we wait too
long, the consequences for them could be dire," Danny asserted.  After
thinking it over for awhile all agreed to give it a try.  After Kevin
returned to his ward, Danny spoke with Gerson.

"I am going to have to hold back on bringing in Kevin's father.  He will be
disappointed, but he is the one that requested that I take in this kid."
Danny said.

"Oh, now I see.  I'm glad you decided to keep Kevin in the dark about his
dad.  He would be very disappointed to have to wait 'til later.  Gerson
said insightfully.

Danny called Tom and asked him to set up a conference call with his
friend. And so, later that night, Danny took the conference call and
explained his plan to Andre.  Andre was just so glad to be able to help and
to be with Michael it didn't sink in how much he would be compromising
himself.  Luckily he had some vacation coming and together with his sick
leave he could afford the time away from his work and leave his assistant
keeping things running.

When they'd finished, Danny faxed Andre the papers and instructed him to
have them notarized and returned and Danny also faxed a note that he would
be expecting their itinerary as well.  Danny then called Tom and explained
to him that because of Andre's pressing need to save his pupil, his own
enslavement would have to be delayed.  He then asked Tom to see about
several changes that needed to be made at the ranch.  The most important
was to transform three stalls into padded cells and one into a 'treatment'
room; he also wanted to have bath facilities and a heating system installed
in the barn.  Danny gave Tom a couple of sites on the web where he could
get a pretty good idea of their requirements and Tom agreed to handle the
renovations.  They also discussed a sophisticated security system which
would be needed fortunately Tom was very knowledgeable about this, since
some of his projects needed very high levels of security.

Several days later, Dean was pretty much out of detox and Kevin began his
training in earnest.  He went into Dean's cell understanding that he would
have to keep this new slave off-balance.  Dean needed to be taught to
forget thinking as he did in his former life he would need to learn that
any disobedience would bring him intense discomfort and only by obeying his
masters would he ever experience some pleasure.  Kevin brought him his two
dog biscuits for breakfast.  Dean looked at them and threw the tray against
the wall.

Kevin very patiently picked up the biscuits and began to eat one of
them. "You will learn to please your Master by accepting all he gives you
unquestioningly," he said, and then he called to Gerson and they both
dragged the fighting Dean Edwards to the examination table and quickly tied
him down they even strapped his head to keep him almost perfectly still.
Then they forced a half inch thick tube down his throat, attached a hand
pump to it and proceeded to fill his stomach with a mixture of ground dog
biscuit and water.  Dean tried to scream and get off the table from the
half-sitting position in which he was bound; but Kevin and Gerson ignored
his protests until the entire portion was down in his stomach.  They left
the tube in his mouth to prevent him from vomiting the good food he had
been forced accept; tears ran down his cheeks as they left.

Each morning all the slaves were expected to produce a sample of their
semen, so Kevin and Gerson returned 15 minutes later and began to
masturbate Dean to extract his cum.  Afterwards they replaced his chastity
tube and finally removed the tube from his stomach; as they did so, Dean
screamed at them "You have no right to do this to me!"

Gerson and Kevin put velcro restrains on his wrists and ankles and then
pulled him off the table and dragged him over to a St Andrew's cross that
they had prepared under Danny's supervision.  It was set up at a thirty
degree angle to the wall.  The cross in the form of the letter 'X' had
rings to which they could easily connect the restraints on the wrists and
ankles of this rebellious youth. Kevin took charge once again.

"One, you did not appreciate your breakfast and forced us to feed you.
This is an offense which deserves five strokes with the paddle.  Two, you
spoke without permission.  This is an offense for which I will add two more
strokes.  Three, you failed to greet your trainers by bowing when we
entered your cell and that will be another three strokes.  You will count
off each stroke and beg me for another.  If you fail to comply with my
orders, another stroke will be added."  Kevin said this remembering his own
introduction to his new life.  But now as the one instructing the captive,
he felt a surge of power running through his body as well as a sexual
charge in his groin.  Kevin then improvised by massaging Dean's buns.  He
found them so pleasant to the touch.  They were nice and rounded but not as
firm as his own and those of the master and Gerson.  But within a few days,
Kevin would make sure that they attained a nice muscle tone.  Dean's cheeks
were covered with hair which gave Kevin another idea.

"Get your perverted hands off me!"  Dean said wiggling his body to move
away from Kevin's touch, although the feeling in itself was stimulating,
but with his cock in that curved tube, he wasn't about to get much pleasure
out of it anyway.

WAP, the paddle fell on Dean's right cheek.

"Ouch."  He screamed.

"Count!"  Kevin reminded him.

WAP the paddle fell on Dean's left cheek.

"Two!"  He screamed.

"That was number one, because you failed to count the first time.  And this
time you failed to ask for another." Kevin said very nonchalantly.

WAP, the paddle hit slave Dean's right thigh.

"One, thank you, sir.  May I please have another."  Dean said, now crying
and unable to believe how bad this spanking was hurting.

Each time the paddle fell, Kevin noticed his ass cheeks shake like Jell-O.
He thought he would never be able to withstand the nine remaining strokes.
When he got to the tenth which was really the twelfth, Kevin brought down
the paddle as hard as he could.  Dean was not expecting this stroke and
screamed very loudly.

"That was one extra hard for almost killing someone that I love.  Any time
you force me to punish you I will add more strokes to remind you of why you
are here."  Kevin said sadistically.  But then he went and got the aloe
balm and very gently rubbed it into Dean's reddened bottom.  Then he gave
Dean a wonderful relaxation massage.

"You will give this same massage to Gerson and I will be standing behind
you ready to slap your sore butt if you make one mistake, so pay attention
and learn how this is done."  Kevin did the best he knew, working each
individual muscle in Dean's back and legs. The bound youth loved the
feeling of Kevin's well lubricated hands on his body.  Unfortunately, he
could not really relax as he tried to memorize the movements.  Then Kevin
released Dean from the St. Andrew's cross and called Gerson to get on the
examination table and had the now compliant slave begin massaging him.

Kevin stood right behind Dean, looking over his shoulder.  Dean was amazed
at how nice it felt to be working on the body of such a muscular and
attractive man as Gerson; and Gerson moaned in delight as Dean explored his
back, searching out tense muscles and then putting pressure on them until
they began to release their energy.  Once Dean hit a nerve and Gerson
reacted.  Kevin immediately pushed a finger between Dean's sore cheeks and
put firm pressure on his ass hole as a warning.  Dean tensed his ass
muscles so tightly that Kevin wound up getting startled.  The look on his
face made Dean laugh and soon they were both laughing.

"You be careful.  That is a very special man you are serving there."  Kevin
said, taking advantage of the situation to communicate his feelings to
Gerson indirectly. His message was not lost on Gerson.  Later Kevin ordered
Dean to clean the bathrooms.  When lunch time arrived, he made Dean kneel
in front of the toilet and lick the rim.  He twisted the small hairs of
Dean's sideburns to get him to comply.

"Now do you think it's clean enough?"  Kevin inquired. "No sir, I am sorry
sir," Dean replied. Kevin said, "Well, just remember that anything you
clean should be done so well, you won't mind eating off of it."  And then
Kevin led him to his cell where his lunch was waiting in a dog dish on the
floor.

Dean went down on his knees without a whimper of protest.  But Kevin
stopped him from eating and said, "We pray here before we eat.  Thank you
Lord for giving us life and the opportunity to learn how to serve you by
serving our master.  We thank you for this food which is far more
nutritious and healthier than what the poor eat who live in the garbage
dumps of third world countries.  Heavenly father, we ask you to bless
Master Daniel, we thank you for having protected Gerson.  I thank you for
giving me a new life where I am surrounded by those who love me and finally
Lord I ask for your help for Dean.  He is so full of himself that he can
only feel anger and hate.  Help him to learn to trust me, Gerson and Master
Daniel." Kevin said from his heart and then added, " You may now eat,
turd."

Dean thought this was all insane, but he knew better than to displease this
guy who in spite of his slender body could sure swing a paddle with a mean
sting.

Danny, meanwhile, had busied himself placing many orders over the Internet
for items required for the expanded Rehab Program and was having his
purchases sent on ahead out to the ranch.


Meanwhile in a Sacramento office

The State Comptroller was holding the telephone waiting for the Governor to
take his call. "Charlie, did you find anything?" Harold said, with his
thick Swiss accent.  The Governor had immigrated to the States in his youth
due to his intense interest in computer games.  He began working in Silicon
(pronounced silly con) Valley until he became interested in politics.

"It's as we suspected, sir.  They have been cooking the books and pocketing
public funds."  Charlie said.

"OK, pass you documentation over to the Prosecutor's office.  I'll issue an
executive order and have that viper's nest closed within days," the
Governor said into the phone.  Then looking at his aide, he ordered that
the State Health Department should go immediately into the Rehab Center and
take control until a more permanent solution could be worked out.




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