Date: Sun, 4 Dec 2005 15:52:33 -0600
From: Rodwl <rodwl@comcast.net>
Subject: Good Counsul? -20

Sorry it has been a while, but I hope all of you will enjoy
this chapter.  A ha the story continues.  Your comments
would be appreciated. Emails to: rodwl@comcast.net.


Each of the final twenty lashes of the whip hit a different
area of Ron's anatomy.  Per instructions each blow was
intended to break skin.  Stripes were evident from his
ankles to his shoulders.  Often the whip had wrapped itself
around his torso to inflict its bite on his front.  His
nipples were both split open and his genitals were bruised
and bleeding.  Each of the horizontal stripes were crossed
with the vertical runs of blood.

At the end of the assigned lashes Ron hung from his bondage.
Craig then posed his question again.  Though barely able to
speak, Ron surrendered the information requested, at least
as much as he knew.  They soon verified that one of the men
was to meet the boss at the airport and he had never meet
any of the men.  All communication had been by phone or over
the internet and only with Ron.  The name of the boss was
unknown, only the phone number had been given as a means of
contact.  Ron was to receive ten thousand dolMars once Glenn
had been dealt with by the boss.

Greg and Ted had checked with the airlines and through
special connections gotten a copy of the list of passengers
flying from Boston to Phoenix that afternoon.  On the list
they had found the name of Matthew Daniels.  He was being
accompanied by none other than Terrence, Glenn's father.  A
check on Mr. Daniels had turned up very little, they could
still not understand the connection.  The fact that Glenn's
father was also coming though seemed to tell them what they
thought might be the answer.  In order not to cause a scene
at the airport things were arranged for Coach to impersonate
one of the assistants and meet the men supposedly to return
them to Ron and Glenn.

Coach stood in the baggage area of Sky Harbour Airport
holding a sign as if he were a limo driver.  Two men left
the carousel and approached him.

"Did Ron send you?" asked one of the men.

"Yes Sir, Ron is waiting with the pain.  Would you like to
follow me?" replied Coach.

"Lead the way, I want to get this over with as soon as
possible."

"This way guys, I have a van waiting for us in the parking
lot.  With all the security lately you can't park anywhere
near the gates," said Coach.

As they got into the van Coach threw their luggage in the
back.  "Be sure and buckle up the seat belts.  We have to go
through a guard on the way out and they ticket if anyone
isn't wearing a seat belt."

As the van pulled out of the parking lot it was followed by
a couple of other vehicles.

"Gee guys, do you mind if I ask what the kid did to get you
guys so upset?" asked Coach.

"Not that it's any of your business but he cost us a lot of
money.  That little fag doesn't know just how much trouble
he caused," replied the older of the two.

"By the way my name is Steve, what can I call you guys?"

"Boss, is enough, you don't need to know what our names are.
Better for you and all involved if you don't."

"Hey, sorry if I hit a nerve.  Just wondered.  What are you
going to do with him anyway?"

"Let's just say  he won't be causing anyone any more
problems when we get through."

"Wow, sounds like you're planning to off him.  Is that what
you going to do?" asked Coach.

"I think you're asking too many questions for your own good.
I'd suggest you shut up for your own good Steve."

"You guys related to him or something?"

"I told you, you're asking a few too many questions for your
own good."

"Sorry, if that's the way you feel, I guess we'll just have
to find out what we want by other methods," said Coach.

"Excuse me, who the hell do you think you are?"

"Right now your worst enemy."

"Oh really, we'll see about that."  The older man tried to
unlatch his seat belt but was unable to do so.  "What the
hell is going on this seat belt won't unfasten."

"No it won't at least not yet," said coach as he pulled the
van into a garage.

"I thought you were taking us to Ron and that little fagot?"

"Oh they are both here, as a matter of fact Ron and a few
others are waiting for you," said Coach.

As coach pulled to a stop the van doors were opened and
armed guards approached the two men.   They both looked with
surprise as Coach flipped a switch and their seat belts
unfastened for the guards to lead them away.

Each of the men were taken to interrogation rooms.

Through the camera system Don identified Terrence and
informed Craig.  It was presumed the other man was Daniels.

As each of the men was taken into the rooms they were
frisked and their wallets and all other items on their
person were removed.  Their identities were verified.

"Well Terrence, I presume you decided there was a problem
with the arrangement for Glenn?"

"What are you talking about, I don't know any Glenn, where
am I?  What are doing to me? I deal with a company in
Phoenix and was just coming out to discuss business with the
home office," said Terrence.

"Really, that's interesting, and who would that meeting have
been set up with?"

"Craig Bellows or Greg Forester, the owners of the company
whose products I represent on the east coast."

"Really, and you have no other agenda here in Phoenix?"

"I don't know what you think you are talking about, as if my
being in Phoenix is any of your business anyway."

"Perhaps I should introduce myself.  Terrence, I am Craig
Bellows and I most certainly did not have any appointment
with you.  I know you are aware of who Glenn is and from
everything we are aware of, I believe you and your partner
Mr. Daniels are responsible for Glenn's abduction yesterday.
By the way, you will be happy to know he is safely back at
his current home right now.  You were very smart not to say
any more than what you did in the van but between what
happened, what you did say, and the fact that you came with
Mr. Daniels who we know was contacted by your head henchman
after abducting Glenn we have enough to have a pretty rough
idea of your plans. The only other question we have is just
how this Daniels fits into the picture."

"How can you expect me to support that little fag?  It's bad
enough that bitch of a wife has passed him off as my son for
all these years, and now I'm expected to give him a free
ride."

"What do you mean passed him off as your son?" asked Craig.

"Exactly what I said.  That little bastard isn't even my
biological son. His mother has been passing him off as my
son when he really belongs to Daniels."

"What happened that you discovered that?"

"When I found out he was gay I had some tests run, I
couldn't believe he was my son and damn it, I found out he
isn't.  When I confronted his mother I found out the truth.
The guy I always thought of as my best friend and partner in
my business had an affair years ago with that bitch of a
wife and after she got knocked up she passed it off as mine.
When I found out, I confronted him and he admitted he had
been with her and still was."

"Then who decided to pull this stunt, and what did you plan
to do, kill him?" asked Craig.

"I told Daniels it would be his responsibility to pay the
support; I wasn't going to support him. Further more if he
didn't help me he would be finished.  I'd see to it that he
never worked again in our field."

"Guards please come in and take Terrence for preparation and
induction."

Two guards entered the room and grabbing him up by the
elbows, escorted Terrence out of the room. Craig followed
behind the trio and stepped into the adjoining interrogation
room.

"I don't know who you are but can you tell me if Glenn is
OK?" asked a tearful Matthew Daniels as he looked up from
the table to Craig.

"Why does it matter to you?" asked Craig without emotion.

"Sir I just recently found out that Glenn is my son,
Terrence forced me to assist him in his kidnapping but my
intentions have been too save him instead and turn the
tables on Terrence and get rid of him instead.  He
threatened his wife and me and planned on killing Glenn.  I
just want to know if my son is safe."

"Very well, yes Glenn is safe, I can arrange for you to see
him if you wish."

"I would appreciate if you could do that. Is he here?"

"He is close by.  First however, I would like to hear what
you have to say about all of this."

"Glenn's mother and I have loved each other for years, I
didn't know that Glenn was mine until after Terrence had
some test run.  First of all he determined that Glenn was
not his and then he discovered that he was my son.  I don't
care if Glenn is gay, purple, or has three heads, he is my
son and I love him, even though I didn't know he was my son
I always have loved him in a way, if nothing other than the
fact that he is his mother's son.  Terrence then confronted
his mother and me and then threatened us to do as he wished
or he would harm us as well as Glenn."

"I see and you swear to all of this?"

"Yes sir, I do, now may I see my son?"

"Certainly, I'll have you taken to another room where the
two of you can talk undisturbed. Guards, will you escort
Matthew to the lounge area."

A guard led Matthew Daniels to another room and invited him
t make himself comfortable.  The room was furnished with a
coach and a few chairs.  The lighting was low and a wet bar
filled one wall of the room along with a sound system that
was softly filling the room with background music.  Matthew
mixed a drink from the bar and seated himself on the coach
to wait for the arrival of Glenn.

"Mr. Daniels, what are you doing here?" said Glenn as he
entered into the room.

"Glenn, son, I am so glad to see you are safe, how are you?"

"Why did you call me son?  And as I said, why are you here?"

"Glenn, you are my son.  Terrence ran tests and found that
you were not his, but my son after all.  I am here because I
was concerned for you and wanted to be sure that Terrence
could not bring harm to you."

"But from what I understand, you where the one who arranged
for me to be kidnapped, why would you do that?"

"Terrence threatened harm to your Mother and me if I didn't
co-operate with him in this scheme.  I hoped that once we
got here I could turn the tables on him and escape with you
unharmed. "

"But why would you want to claim me now that you know that I
am gay?"

"It doesn't matter to me if you are gay.  I'm not, but my
brother was gay and I loved him with all my heart as a
brother."

"I still don't understand, you and my mother?"

"Glenn, I have known the man you believed to be your father
since I was a freshman in college.  He was two years older
and somehow I ended up with him as a roommate.  I was there
the whole time he was courting your mother and I fell in
love with her as well.  After my family died while I was in
school Terrence graduated and married your mother.  They
actually helped me finish school and when he started the
business and I graduated, I went to work with him. That way
I could stay close to your mother and so long as we hid it
from Terrence, all was well.  It was only after your
revelation that you were gay that he started to question
things and through investigation and some tests no one else
knew he was having done, he found out that you were my son
instead of his, and that your mother and I were in love with
each other."

"Even though your brother was gay why would you be so quick
to accept me?" asked Glenn.

"Doug, my brother was four years younger than me and as soon
as he figured out he was gay he told me.  We were always
close and I guess I felt protective of him.  I had always
loved him and the fact that he was gay didn't change things
as far as I was concerned. I was in college when one day
while coming home from shopping our Dad got into an argument
with Doug.  It seems that while at the store a friend of
his, not knowing that Dad didn't know, made some kind of a
comment that actually outed Doug to our Dad.  In the car on
the way home they got into it and in a moment of distraction
Doug didn't see a car going out of control and heading for
their car.  A second later they collided, killing four
people, Dad, Doug, Mom and the driver of the other car. If
only Dad could have accepted Doug and not chosen to argue
with him he might still be alive today.  I vowed that day
when I found out what had happened that I would never reject
but would accept any son I might have no matter if he ended
up being gay, straight or whatever."

"Ted, I want you to run a check on his story and see if it
is factual," said Craig as they heard this heart warming
story through the monitoring system operating in the lounge.

"I'm sorry to hear how you lost your family, I guess my
family too if you are really my father.  Would you mind if I
ask Mr. Forester to verify the tests to see if we are really
father and son?"

"That should be no problem, I'm willing.  Can we go for a
walk and get some fresh air?" said Matthew.

"Let me check I'll be right back."

Glenn walked out of the room and straight to the monitoring
office where he knew Craig was listening.

"Do you think we can go for a walk, or would there be
somewhere else you would prefer we go?" asked Glenn as he
approached Craig.

"Wear this necklace Glenn.  It has a special mike and
transmitter so we can monitor what is going on.  I want you
to keep this in your pocket and if you fell threatened at
any time just push this button after touching this end
against the person's body.  It will go through clothing so
you needn't be worried about touching bare skin."

"Why do I need these? I'm sure you heard all that was said."

"Let's just say we are doing a little checking first, I want
to believe all that I've heard but we can never be too
careful, I just want to be sure you are safe. If you're sure
you will keep this handy and use it if necessary you can go
for a walk around the grounds. We will be listening at all
times and if anything is said out of order you will be
joined as soon as possible by someone else.  If you feel
threatening remember to use the stunner.  It's effect is
instantaneous and powerful but won't last more than a few
minutes and has no physical aftereffects.  It will however,
insure that someone else can get to you to take control of
the situation without you being hurt."

"Ok sir, I will use it if needed but I don't know why I
should need too.  If it's all right with you I'll take him
for that walk around the grounds without any explanation of
anything else that goes on around here."

"Just be careful son, and don't give any information about
Terrence, either where he is at or what may be happening
with him.  I don't want to tip our hand yet to Mr. Daniels.
Somehow something just doesn't feel right."

"Very well sir, thank you, I'll follow your directions, and
I have certainly have my life to thank you for as it is."

"Matthew, or can I call you that? I don't feel comfortable
calling you Dad yet, would you like to take that walk?"

"Sure son, lead the way, I would like to get a breath of
fresh air if possible."

As they made their way through the corridors and out onto
the grounds, Ted returned to the monitoring office.

"That was quick, did you find out something all ready?"

"Yes sir, remember he said his brother's name was Doug?"

"Yes that's what he said."

"Well, Doug not only went to high school but graduated from
college.  A good trick for someone who died in an automobile
accident when he was in high school, I would say.  I've
heard of higher education but I don't think he went quite
that high."

"I appreciate your attempt at levity but get on with the
details."

"Yes sir, sorry sir.  It seems that Doug did die after
graduating from college and so did his parents but not
exactly the way Matthew described it.  It seems that Doug,
Matthew and their father were out deer hunting and in the
sheriff's report it said that one Matthew Daniels claimed
that both Doug Daniels and Jeremy Daniels were victims of
accidental deaths while hunting.  It was rumored that they
had been arguing the day before and the morning they left,
but Matthew denied any problem had existed.  No one could
prove otherwise but it was believed that he somehow managed
to murder both his brother and father.  As for his mother
she died of a heart attack within a week after the other
deaths.  With out sufficient evidence they were never able
to charge Matthew with anything.  By the way he minored in
drama while in school.  If you ask me I think he put on a
pretty good performance for Glenn don't you think?"

"I think we'd better keep an ear open to what is being said
between the two of them and alert the guards, I want them
kept in site at all times."

"This is really beautiful here, what do they do around
here?" asked Matthew.

"I don't really know for sure, I know some business is done
from here but what type I have never been told.  I don't
think it is my place to intrude.  Everyone has been so nice
to me since I got here, you don't look a gift horse in the
mouth I've always been told, " said Glenn.

"That is true.  It is much better to observe and be a little
quiet, it may surprise you what you can learn that way.  Do
you know where Terrence is, I wonder what is going on with
him?" asked Matthew.

"Oh, was he with you, I didn't know he came as well, but I
guess from what you said he must have.  I really don't
know," answered Glenn.

"Glenn don't lie to your father, you know where he is don't
you?"

"I said I don't why do you ask me that way?"

"Because I want an answer, the least you can do is tell your
real father the truth son."

"I said I don't know and I meant it, I don't know everything
that goes on around here it isn't my place to know, after
all I am a guest."

"Some guest, whoever these people are, they certainly don't
worry about any expense do they.  What did it cost for them
to track you down and get you back from the kidnappers? How
did they know where you where?  That brings to mind another
question, where are the guys who kidnapped you?"

"You're scaring me why are you asking these questions? I
don't know what happened to them, why do you care?  If you
were only forced to go along with the plan what difference
should it make?"

"I guess it really doesn't matter what happens to them just
so I manage to walk out of here, of course you are going to
come with me aren't you?  I want my son to be with me from
now on.  After all, all these years when we could have been
together as father and son, not just the son of my closest
friend and associate.  We can have the time to bond properly
now as father and son, do things together, things we missed
over all these years."

"I appreciate you wanting us to be together but I am really
happy here.  In just another month Mars will be back and
I'll have the chance to get back to school and be with the
person I love.  I know you said you'd accept me even if I'm
gay but that's just it, I have found the person I love and
want to be with.  If you really accept me then you would
want me to be happy with the one I love."

"The one you love?  You're too young and too stupid to know
what you really want besides I don't think you will need to
worry about Mars anymore, when we are finished you will
never think of Mars again."

"What do you mean when we are finished?  What are you
planning to do?"

"Nothing more than I have planned to do since I found out
just what a disappointment you are."

Twenty guards had entered the area and were rushing towards
the two.  Matthew having been relieved of his weapons was
attempting to put one arm around Glenn's neck as his other
hand started to reach around and grasp his head.  As Glenn
saw the arm begin to move he pulled the stunner from his
pocket and as instructed, quickly placed it against
Matthew's side and touched the button.  A shriek escaped
from Matthew's throat as he collapsed on the ground before
he could properly grasp his victim and snap his neck.  No
sooner had he hit the ground when the first set of guards
arrived and pulled Glenn to safety away from the convulsing
body on the ground.  Another pair of guards arrived and
deftly lifted a still dazed Matthew from the ground and
cuffed his wrists together behind him as they began to
escort him back to the facility.  A slightly shaking Glenn
allowed the first two guards to assist him back as well.

"Are you all right Glenn?" asked Craig.

"I guess so sir, what happened?"

"The best I can figure is that in actuality, he really
wanted to kill you as much as Terrence did, it was just that
when their plan seemed to be failing, he came up with a last
ditch effort to still finish the task.  Fortunately, he
overplayed the attempt.  He made things sound too good. We
were able to do some quick investigation and found him to be
lying about his brother and father's deaths.  That led us to
believe that he was probably lying about other things as
well.  At least you didn't freeze up and managed to use the
stunner in time.  We had a sharpshooter in place but didn't
want to chance hitting you instead.  I think the next day of
so will convince him and Terrence that they will wish they
hand never tried this stunt.  They will have the rest of
their lives to think about their mistakes."

"What about my mother, do you have any way of finding out
just what she really wanted to do.  Which side she is on?  I
would hate to think that she was party to this as well."

"I am going to have that looked into, within the next few
days we should know.  Don't worry, you should be safe now.
We are going to monitor the cell phone's Ron, Terrence and
Matthew were carrying and see if anything comes up. The guys
in the lab have come up with a voice duplicator that will
allow us to make the voice heard over the phone sound like
the person it should be.  If Ron's phone is called the voice
answering will sound like Ron, in Terrence's case it will
sound like him and the same for Matthew.  Maybe within the
next twenty-four hours we will know something. Otherwise
maybe be can establish a call and do a little fishing.  With
a little luck we may get a nibble and find out what we want
to know."

"I hope so, and I hope we will find out that Mom was not on
the planning side of this as well."

"For your sake I hope so too, son."

"Mr. Bellows, I have the inductee ready for your inspection
Sir."

"Thank you, take him to interrogation room 1, I will be
there shortly."

"Hello Terrence, I see you have been prepped per my order.
Did you enjoy the trim?"

"Who the hell do you think you are, doing this to me?  I
have been totally body shaved, poked,  prodded, given an
enema, tattooed, ringed, humiliated and now am being made to
stand her without any clothes before you.  Who died and made
you God?"

"My, my, such an attitude.  Good to see you have so much
spunk, all the more fun to break, and break you will.  You
attempted to take the life of another human being.  And that
after you had already tried unsuccessfully to end his life
after throwing him out.  You should be ashamed of yourself.
By the way, we did check the so called tests that you had
run.  By simple blood tests, the old fashioned way, we were
able to prove that Matthew
Daniels is not Glenn's father.  That was evidently a story
you made up to satisfy your own ego.  As a matter of fact in
the preliminary tests just with blood, it appears that you
are the winner.  Of course we are also doing a DNA test just
to be sure, but the doctor tells me that those tests will
only make his determination 99.8 percent sure where as right
now he figures the odds at about 89 percent in your favor.
So if you passed out cigars it was only the right thing to
do. Now to get on with things.  I see that the doctor has
properly ringed your nipples, but he seems to have neglected
one other, I guess we'll just have to have him come in and
do that one when I finish my exam."

"Guard if you will hand me the tape measure we will begin.
First of all let's see if we can find enough of a dick to
measure since it seems to be hiding right now."

Craig approached Terrence and with his gloved hand began to
manipulate his cock and balls.  A fierce blush covered
Terrence's face and chest as Craig measured the flaccid cock
and handled the balls in their freshly shaven sack.  After
recording the measurements he began to more vigorously
stimulate Terrence.  As he did so his cock began to grow and
stiffen again the measurement were taken and recorded.  As
he did so Craig shook his head.  "For someone who would seem
to have such balls, it surprising how much is a facade, I've
seen 13 year olds with heftier equipment. My, my, hop up on
the table on all fours facing away from me."

Terrence refused to move and a guard on each side readily
pulled him up on the table as Craig nodded to them. When
Terrence refused to get into the proper position Craig
reached forward with his pocket stunner and let a quick zap
attack the scrotum hanging before him.  Terrence shouted
with pain as he collapsed on the table.  After a full minute
of convulsions he finally regained his control and
immediately moved into the requested position.

"Now you understand why we did the enema.  You are just the
type to refuse to follow instructions and we hate for you to
have to lick up that mess."  Without further hesitation
Craig checked over the skin exhibited before him.  He pulled
slightly on the new nipple rings and noted various comments
in his journal.  After checking Terrence over from head to
toe he then positioned himself behind Terrence and with a
gloved hand inserted one finger into the rectum.  A gasp was
heard as the finger found its way over the sphincter and
into the rectum.  A quick sweep and the prostate was
located.  Without warning another finger invaded and between
the two the prostate was examined and kneaded.  Moaning
emanated from Terrence as he felt feelings unknown to him
before.  As Craig pressed and massaged, jolts of electricity
seemed to radiate from his anus through his body.  A sweat
began to break out across his back and chest.  Just as he
was truly beginning to enjoy the sensations Craig pulled out
and made more entries on his journal.

"Sit up on your heels and jack yourself off," order Craig.

"What?" replied a very flustered and out of breath Terrence.

"You heard me or would you like another taste of the
stunner?"

"No sir!" he relied as he sat up and back on his heels.

"Knees apart," Craig ordered.

Immediately the knees spread and Terrence reached for his
cock and began stroking.  Precum anointed the glistening
head as Terrence became more and more involved in the
feelings stirring in his groin.  As his breath became more
and more ragged Craig forcefully rammed two fingers through
his rosebud and the combinations of sensations took him over
the edge as he began to shoot high into the air in front of
himself. As his semen dropped back to the table it made a
loud splat as it hit the metal surface.  Craig examined the
amount and then dipping into some with one finger tasted it
and duly recorded his notes.

"Clean up the table," Craig instructed.

Terrence looked about and then heard the instruction, "Lick
it up!"

Not wanting to feel the stunner again he gingerly backed off
the table and leaned over and cleaned the top of the table.
With the quick assistance of the guards he assumed the
proper position and stood waiting for further instructions.

The door opened and the doctor entered.

"Doctor, it seems that you have forgotten one very special
ring for our new inductee."

"Not really sir I thought you might like to assist with the
honors yourself.  I've brought with me everything I think we
will need.  I noticed that he is uncut so I though that we'd
take care of everything at the same time, that is unless you
would like for me to take him back to my exam room and take
care of things myself."

"Not at all, I think you have an excellent idea.  Guards
please put our guest in the proper position."

The guards each took a wrist and pulling a set of chains
with a handcuff on one end, clipped one handcuff each on
Terrence's wrists, stepping up on a chair they extended the
chains to the ceiling and pushing aside a panel attached the
ends of the chain to hooks hidden in the ceiling.  Another
set of restraints were attached to the ankles and as
Terrence looked on in horror his legs were pulled apart
leaving his body in an x position with all four limbs
securely fastened.  His eyes had been so focused on the
guards and their process of restraint he did not see the
leather strop as it was picked up in the hand of Craig.
Craig lifted his arm high in the air and as the strop flew
towards its target the first noise, that of the air around
the strop arouse Terrence's attention.  The full realization
of what was happening did not come to fruition until the
strop found home and a cry of pain rushed out with all the
air within him. Seconds later another blow made its way to
his ass, followed by several more. Terrence continued to
scream as his voice became raspier and finally left him
completely.  As he tried to scream no sound came out only a
gush of air, as tears streamed down his face.  The doctor
had positioned himself in front of Terrence and when the
assault of the strop ended he quickly reached forward and
with brevity of movements and the assistance of a proper
collar type object placed around the cock and the skin
pulled down over it,with a single movement of the hand he
sliced off the excess skin.  A quick dousing with a chemical
and the procedure was done.  Craig had removed his trousers
and at the nodding of the doctors head signaling the end of
the circumcision he rammed his well lubricated cock into
Terrence's ass.  One swift thrust and he was totally
impaled, all of Craig's cock was buried into Terrence.   His
voice gone the look of shock overtook him and he passed out.
The doctor waved a vial of smelling salts under his nose and
he quickly regained consciousness. Craig began his assault
as he pulled back almost to the point of pulling out then
rammed back in.  Over and over he continued until he brought
himself to orgasm. Terrence had past the point of pain and
the feelings emanating within him took him to the precipice
as well just as Craig began to pump into Terrence he too
began to shoot.  The doctor stood by and at the moment Craig
stopped moving and Terrence had stopped shooting he forced
the receiving tube into the urethra and brought the piercing
needle from the underside of the cock into the tube.  A PA
immediately found its way in place and the ends were glued
and snapped together forming a solid circle of stainless
steel.

Without ceremony the guards removed the shackles and took
Terrence from the room.  He was showered, creams applied as
needed and taken to his cage where he would start his
induction and the rest of his life.

During this time Matthew had been brought around.  His
attempt had been futile, his real objective brought to
light.  He would not have another chance.  He had failed and
now his fate was in another's hands.  He had been unable to
kill Glenn.  All the promises that had made to him if he
were successful were out the window.  He might as well admit
it, his life was over.  If he could figure out a way to
commit suicide he could end it all.  But they had him strung
up in such a way that he couldn't even move.  He had been
stripped, shaven, cleaned out.  They had tattooed something
on his arm and pec. Then they had brought him to this room
and fastened him within a large steel frame.  As he looked
around the room all he could see was all descriptions of
whips hanging from the walls.  Each neatly coiled and hung.
Maybe he wouldn't need to commit suicide.  Maybe they were
going to kill him.  At least it would be over.

Suddenly the lights brightened and the door opened.  In the
brighter lights he realized the mirrored wall before and
behind him. The combination allowed him to see both his
front and his back at the same time.  The huge monster that
entered through the door appeared to be close to six foot
six.  The tiny shorts he wore were of black leather.
Additional bands of leather were fastened around his upper
arms just above the biceps, serving only to emphasize the
enormity of his physique.  This man was all muscle from his
bald head to his huge feet encased in black leather boots.
The front of his shorts was obscene, as they served only to
emphasize the huge endowment trapped within. As this monster
turned to look at his victim he smiled, flashing a snow
white set of teeth with the brightest blinding evil grin
Matthew thought he had ever seen.   The monster stepped
forward and with seemingly trained hands poked and prodded
Matthew's body gauging the thickness of his skin the depth
of his musculature and the presence or lack or presence of
body hair.  He took Matthew's nipples between his fingers
and gauged their thickness.  As he rolled them between his
fingers he watched as Matthew's cock began to grow.  As he
slid his hand down the front of his captive's body he could
feel the twitch of the muscle underneath as it reacted to
his touch.  Over the navel and down into the groin his hand
continued to explore until it found the hardened staff
thrusting itself forward.  After a few quick strokes the
hand explored below and almost gently lifted the scrotum
separating and gauging the size of the testicles contained
within.  A few more inches and a single finger grazed over
his rosebud as a sigh escaped Matthew's lips. As the monster
stepped away drops of shiny fluid began to drip from the end
of Matthew's cock, as it danced to the beat of his ever
hastening pulse.

"Matthew Daniels, you made yet another attempt to end the
life of Glenn today.  We can only surmise that this was your
original intention.  For that reason you will taste the
whip. You will wish that you can die but that will not be
allowed.  You will live and continue to receive the
punishment you deserve.  For what you have done, death would
be a reward and we will see to it that such a reward will be
a long time in coming.  In the mean time you will learn to
suffer greatly.  Just remember this is only the beginning,
it is only a taste of what the future holds for you.  Whip
master you begin," said the voice over the loudspeaker above
him.

"SWOOSH       CRACK!!!!!" Went the whip, as it hurled
through the air and then landed upon Matthew's back.  A
blood curdling scream echoed through the room as all the air
within Matthew's lungs seemed to be forced out of his body.
The ferocious sound of his scream cut through him as deeply
as the sting of the whip and caused him to lose control of
his bladder as his still staining cock shot forth with a
golden liquid christening a large area of the floor in front
of him.  His cock continued to pulse in its steel like
state.  A second blow whipped across his buttocks silenced
only by his animalistic scream once again.  Blow after blow
struck, each time in a different place.  Welts were rising
in lines all over his body.  His voice became softer as
hoarseness overtook him.  The force of the escaping air lost
no intensity but his vocal cords became incapable of
producing sound.  After a series of blows his body shut down
and he passed out.  An assistant had appeared and manning a
hose, began to spray him down with cold water.  His revival
was eminent and as he came to, he felt the icy cold water
washing over him, and then removing the evidence of his lack
of bladder control earlier. No sooner had the hose stopped
then the whip began again to assault him.  It would land
across his back and then the tip would bite under his arm
into his pit or wrap further around and rip at his nipple.
Another blow would come from another angle and land just
opposite and perform similar damage to the opposite pit or
nipple.  No area of his body would be left untouched.  At
one point the whip master began to change whips tossing the
previously used over to his assistant as blood would drip
off the very tip.  A short whip was in the hand of the whip
master as he stood behind Matthew.  He could be seen in the
mirror as he took the whip and as he threw the tip from his
side in an odd angle, the end coursed its way between his
legs and took it's bite at the tip of his cock.  The next
blow landed on his scrotum right in the middle.  Matthew
once again felt he was going to faint but didn't until the
next blow which forcefully took its bite dead on the center
of his right testicle. Anything in his stomach was now over
his chest, his stomach or whatever area of his body it
landed on as it projected from him.  At this point he did
pass out again and was duly revived only to receive another
strike to the other testicle which again caused him to faint
after dry heaving.  Revival once again and the blows
continued, the back of his knees, around his feet.  The last
of the fifty lashes hit dead home on his rosebud.  He passed
out again, when revived he found himself being removed from
the frame.  He was drug from the room and soon found himself
in a room full of cages.  As he was placed into a cage he
looked across to see Terrence fastened securely within his
own cage, and ornamented with nipple rings and a PA on a
cock that looked as if it had been butchered.
He soon found himself likewise fastened within his cage.
His wrists were extended to each side above his head.  A bar
was placed behind his knees restricting his movement.  His
ankles were fastened a good three foot apart.  He was in a
crouching position with his thighs parallel to the floor.
Near his head was a penis shaped object on the end of a pipe
that extended up through the top of the cage.  What this was
for he did not know, but at this point all he wanted was
some sleep.  Pain radiated from every part of his body.

Hours had passed.  The cell phones taken from the inductees
resided in a special office with several technicians waiting
for one of them to ring.  The programs were in place, as
soon as a phone would ring after a couple of rings the
equipment would answer.  Ted stood by waiting for a call on
one of the phones.  In his discussions with Craig and Greg
it had been decided that he would lead the caller on and
obtain as much information as possible.  The programs had
been set to alter the sound of his voice so that he would
sound like the appropriate person.

It had been several hours of waiting when the phone
identified as being that of Terrence's rang.  After the
second ring the equipment opened the line.  Ted sat waiting
for this moment to begin.  If he were able to handle this
job properly perhaps the last details would be provided.

"Hello," said Ted as his voice was altered to imitate
Terrence.

"Is it done yet? " said the voice on the other end of the
line.

Further equipment was not needed to trace the call as the
name of Glenn's mother appeared on the screen before the
machine had picked up the line.  With a camera trained on
the phones screen the information as well as the
conversation, were being taped.  There would be no confusion
of just where the call was coming from, beside voice
analysis would be able to establish the identity of the
caller if needed.

"If I said it was would you be happy now?" asked Ted, hoping
to lead her on to a real exposure of her feelings.

"Why do you ask that? You know we discussed it and there was
no other way.  Besides, if everything went as planned I
expect Matt will not be returning either. I just wished I
could have seen the look on Matt's face when he found out
that you were going to get rid of him as well as that brat."

"No worry there Glenn has been taken care of and well I
think Matt is rather uncomfortable right now.  Ron is taking
care of him for me.  You're plan has worked very well. I
should be back home by tomorrow afternoon."

"Great dear, I will be waiting."

As the line disconnected Craig requested the technician
capture the line.  As far as Glenn's mother Audrey would
think she will be able to use her phone as normal but
actually she will be within our system and have the
capability of dialing wherever she wishes but we will have
full access to the number dialed and the conversations that
ensue.

No sooner had Audrey Johnson hung up with who she thought
was her husband, she made another call.  The number was duly
noted and traced for information.

"Reggie, I got a call from Terrence, he should be returning
by tomorrow afternoon, is everything in place?" asked Mrs.
Johnson.

"Yes mam, I have his picture and we will pick him up from
the airport when he arrives. A pair of concrete shoes and a
long step out the side of our Cessna over the ocean should
take care of things very well.  I doubt that any trace will
be found of him."

"Good, once I take control of the business I can finally
breathe easy.  All three of them will be gone.  If there is
an investigation Terrence will be accused of the deaths of
Glenn and Matthew and then presumed to have fled to escape
prosecution."

"Yes mam, no problem I'll see that he can never be found.
It will appear from the flight plans that once he landed he
hired a private plane to whish him off to some island not to
be seen again.  Within a day the plane will come up missing
as if he commandeered it to make his permanent escape."

"Call me when everything is accomplished, I want to prepare
to play the abandoned widow."

"Certainly mam, I should be in touch with you by tomorrow
evening.  Good night"

"Good night. By the way the deposit will be in your Cayman
Island account by the following morning after completion."

"I guess we have the answer," commented Ted as they listened
to the tape of the conversation. "I know this is going to be
hard on Glenn but we might as well let Mr. Bellows know what
is going on and let him decide what to do from here."

Early the following morning a copy of the conversation was
on the desk of the local head of detectives in the Johnson's
hometown.  Greg had pulled a few strings and managed to let
the brass in the local office get the impression that all
was handled with Matthew Daniels and Terrence Johnson.  It
was up to their office to handle Mrs. Johnson and Reggie who
had turned out to be a local thug that the detectives had
been looking to put away for a long time.

As one group of undercover agents waited at the airport and
managed to apprehend Reggie and his crew another detail had
surprised Audrey Johnson and arrested her with the attempted
murder of Terrence Johnson and conspiracy in the murder of
Matthew Daniels and the attempted murder of Glenn Johnson.
Documents had been prepared that when presented in the east
coast court room, sealed her fate. She would never see the
outside of a prison wall again.

Reggie had really run afoul of the detectives and when he
was apprehended and his
so-called offices searched, more than enough evidence was
obtained to put him away as well.  His plane and crew were
taken into custody and were more than happy with the charges
they were being threatening with, rolled over on him and
gave the authorities enough to bury Reggie for several
lifetimes.  Unfortunately, word spread and a few family
members inside, displeased with Reggie, ended his life
before he could make it to trial.  At least the state saved
a bundle on the court costs and housing the scum for the
next fifty years.

When the word got out that Audrey had conspired to kill her
own son, her supposed lover and even her husband, her fellow
inmates took offence.  The day before her trial was to
start, she to, met with a shiv intimately introduced to her
in the showers.  Though the doctor tried to save her the
bleeding had been too extensive, the internal damage too
great, and she died before anything could be done.

The phoenix group felt relieved as the documents they had
provided had no use now and would never be examined.  All of
the involved parties had been dealt with.  Glenn who had
been reported as having been saved from his kidnapping was
free to go about his life.  With the loss of his mother and
the mysterious disappearance of his father, Mr. and Mrs.
Johnson's estate was liquidated and set up in a trust for
Glenn.

With the latest crisis in hand it was time for all to
prepare for Christmas.  Mars had finished the semester and
all had been arranged for his transfer. The rest of the boys
had also finished and headed back to Phoenix and the mansion
for a well deserved holiday celebration.

Evan, Jimmy and Bobby arrived home in the best of spirits.
The semester had gone well and they had all scored very well
in their finals.  Jason arrived and announced that Mars
would be arriving the next day.  He would pick him up from
the airport.

That evening Jason, Evan, Jimmy and Bobby managed to ask
Bill if he would assist them in a real workout session.
Bill understood their question and after checking with Phil,
Jed, James and Don agreed to do so.  He knew that what the
boys really wanted was for him to take control, what they
did not realize was that the other men also longed for the
same and would "suddenly appear" and become involved.  They
tried to keep things under cover so to speak because they
did not want to upset Glenn.  They felt that he was still
too young to participate.

The group managed to meet in the locker room to the workout
room.  Jason, Evan, Jimmy and Bobby were quite excited as
they looked forward to the session with Bill.  They had
always admired Bill, he was in a way their idol, not that
they didn't appreciate their fathers as well but there was
just something different about Bill, an overpowering
strength, and he was in their eyes the absolute alpha male.
Certainly h was the type of man they all aspired to be.

The sessions got started and Bill quickly set the pace.  In
no time he had them stripped to bare skin, with full
erections dripping not only from their cocks but sweating
from every pore of their bodies.  The door opened and in
strode Glenn.  He had likewise removed all his clothing and
his cock was leading the way as he entered the room.  With a
look of surprise they all turned to him.

"Glenn, you are not old enough to participate with the other
guys in this form of activity," stated Bill.

"Would you rather I participate here or, shall I find a
group of other guys somewhere else to do it with.  I know
what I like and whether or not you approve I'll find someone
to do this with?" asked an excited Glenn.

The other men had entered the locker room and were listening
to the exchange of conversation. After a brief discussion
between them Phil entered the workout room followed by the
rest of the men.  The topic of conversation was lost for a
moment as the four were surprised by the entry of the
adults.

"Bill, I detect we have a bit of a problem here.  Glenn has
participated in these activities and wishes to continue to
do so.  We cannot keep him from doing so.  I remember
certain other boys who forced their coach into some
activities a little advanced for their age.  I think for the
best concern of all involved it would be best to include
him, but with a modicum of precaution.  I think everyone
should be aware of who they are dealing with when they are
with Glenn and act accordingly."

"Yahoo!" yelled Glenn as he felt he finally was to be
accepted into the group. "Can I get ringed as well?"

"Hold on, that can be done when you are 18 and don't even
think about trying to have it done before," said Don as he
approached Glenn and put his arms around him.

"Ahem, what the hell do you think you pansies are doing in
here?" shouted Bill with a slight grin on his face.  "I want
every one of you to drop and give me fifty, and that means
you old farts as well! Start sucking up to that floor or
you'll feel my cane assholes!"

Smiles could be seen around the room as they all dropped and
starting counting as they completed the assigned push-ups.
Bill roamed through the room and flicked a couple of asses
just enough to make them sting as he prodded them along to
better form.

After an hour of forced and torturous exercise the group
paired off, each male finding the comfort of another.  Each
began to service one another until moans of pleasure could
be heard around the room.  The breathing became more ragged
and one by one, shouts emanated from each as they released
their precious seminal fluids into or on their partner.  As
each duo completed their lovemaking and felt the afterglow
of being so spent they rose and headed for the shower where
they allowed the water to re-invigorate them to yet another
session of servicing each other before joining there partner
in warm embrace in bed.

Glenn had looked forward to this evening; his only regret
was that it had not been spent with Mars.  Perhaps after
Mars returned tomorrow he would be able to arrange something
with him.  He just didn't know if Mars would allow him to do
so.  Mars was so insistent about waiting until he was older.
With all that had happened perhaps he could change his mind.
After all the other men had accepted him why couldn't Mars.
Glenn had been the odd man out and had actually been with
Bobby and Don.  When they had finished the shower Bobby had
accompanied his father to his bed but Glenn had retired to
his own room alone.  He had a peaceful tiredness consuming
his body.  He had not felt so relieved in so long but he
still ached for Mars.  He was too spent to do anything else
but turn over and drift softly to sleep.  Perhaps in his
dreams he could be with Mars.  His age had no consequence
there.  In his dreams he could see Mars as each item of
clothing fell away exposing his tender white flesh.  His
eyes staring at him full of love, with just a hint of
mischief as he licked his lips. As they last item of
clothing, his briefs were pushed down over his thighs, his
knees and then dropped to his feet to be kicked away, his
manhood stood at full mast waiting for Glenn to engulf it
with his mouth and take them both to another place.  Glenn
tossed and turned in his sleep as within his mind he
wrestled with his lover.  Tomorrow he would return and they
would be together from then on.  Only his dreams could help
him endure the time they had spent apart, and now there was
less than sixteen hours before they could be together again.

 To be continued

Written by Rod

Copyright 2005 by Rod

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