Rules for Justin ================ **WARNING** This contains graphic descriptions of sexual intercourse and sadomasochistic activities between two adult males. If this offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your location, or you are **not** of legal age, don't read it. **REMARK** This story picks up in the world set up by the stories _Spanking_Party_, _Justin_Returns_, and _Mediation_by_Paddle_. If you haven't read them, I recommend them based on the feedback I've received. Any resemblance of characters in this story to the living is purely coincidental. Author: TopLegal, toplegal@geocities.com (c) 1997, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via Usenet and the Web in full. Prologue -------- As you already know, I'm a practicing attorney in our great big city. I travel in a circle of hot friends and love to spank among other S&M proclivities. This story takes place early in Justin's adaptation to life under my rules. Back to the Apartment --------------------- We head back to the apartment in silence. Justin had just suggested to me that I should keep his spankings and his new home life private. I disagree. Inside ------ Justin strips down to his jockstrap -- maximum permitted indoor clothing -- after we enter the apartment. I kiss him. And head to the master bedroom to use the bathroom. When I come out he is loafing on the couch. He is beautiful. Especially so naked and exposed to my desires. I pull him to me, and fondle his body. I play with his nipples, tease his butthole. I caress his cockshaft and generally enjoy his body. I start to talk with his cock shaft in my hand. Rules ----- "Justin I say... you seem to know there are rules for living here." He cooes appreciatively of me stroking his cock and in understanding. You are clearly already familiar with the broad ones: nightly bedtime spanking, jockstrap as maximum indoor clothing are the obvious ones. He nods. But surely you realized there were more I ask? He shakes his head. I ask him how he found out about the spankings and walking around naked. He talks about when he left me and regretting it. But being afraid to come back. This is old history, 5 years old. I listen carefully stroking his cock, holding him. Fondling him and owning him. He tells me how he watched me, stalked David and Tom. Chose to date Dave. Came back into my life through him. How he then watched my sex partners. Wanting me, but afraid to come back. I remind him that we put that behind us the other night with his paddling. He nods and puts a hand on his ass remembering it. I realize that the gaps in his knowledge are because he just found out about the bedtime spankings, my signature ritual, and the general nudity in the house. Spankings --------- I set out the rules one by one. Each reinforces my live-in boy's possession by me. The most basic rule is that I spank my boy when **I** decide to do it. At any time. In any location. On any part of his body. As long and hard as I want. **PERIOD** Justin more or less knew this, but now he heard it out loud explicitly. I let it sink in. Then I have him repeat it. "I can be spanked by you whenever, wherever, and however you want," Justin repeats. I kiss him. Dress Code ---------- Around the house you will always wear clothing that leaves your buttocks and body maximally exposed for my pleasure. The most I will tolerate is a jockstrap. When you come in from work, first thing I want you to do is get stripped down. He also knew this more or less. I ask him to repeat the rule. "I will wear only a jockstrap at most while in the house, when I come in from outside I will get undressed immediately," he repeats. Another kiss. Hygiene ------- I am a very neat and clean person myself and I expect that in others as well. Justin will have to shower daily. While he has never had strong bearding, he does have ample hair on his armpits and crotch. Hair out. I tell him to repeat the rule. "I will shower and clean myself daily, including keeping my pubic hair fully shaved," he says. Another kiss. I take the opportunity to guide him to the bathroom and shave him with a straight razor myself. I start by lathering shaving cream under each armpit and letting it sit for a few moments. Then I run a straight razor under the tap and remove his armpit hair in a few quick artful strokes. I make him stand with his armpits denuded and showing while I fetch a camera. After a few snapshots of his upper torso on display. I apply the shaving cream to his pubic hair and the hair all throughout his groin. I offer to let him do it, he declines. I take his slightly aroused cock in hand and pull it away from his body and then run the straight razor over his pubes. Working carefully, it takes me only ten or so strokes to denude his body of those signs of manhood. More pictures. I explain this is what he needs to do every day, if he prefers I can provide him a stock of disposable razors. If I find his job unsatisfactory. I allow the then to hang in silence. I decide to fill the jacuzzi and sit with him in it as we discuss some of his other responsibilities. Bedtime Rituals --------------- Irrespective of behaviour, my boys wait for me in the bedroom in front of the window. Then I come in and spank their bare bottoms a minimum of 20 times with my hand. Every night. Anywhere we visit, go, stay. He nods, this he had experienced already twice. Tonight would be a third time. "I will accept nightly bedtime spankings from you to maintain good behavior," he repeats. Miscellaneous ------------- I mention that there are other things I expect that will become apparant by my directions to him over time. But that I've covered the key ones. Justin leans against me in the tub and kisses me. I then remind him of his complaint in the car. I put my hand under his chin and turn his eyes to face mine. I ask him, what do you think about those remarks now? He says nothing. Well? "I just want some privacy," he says. "Wrong," I reply. Last time we were together we did the lovey dovey equal boyfriends thing. "This is not the same as last time ~justin~," I say. I use his name here as a weapon. "You are my boy this time not my boyfriend, **my** boy. That is why you are going to prance around the house naked. That is why you are going to keep yourself shaved for me. That is why you are going to get spanked by me on demand." "But," he tries to interject. I put my fingers to his lips, push his body up out of the tub, bend him over the edge and slap his ass firmly 10 times. I then turn him back around to face me. "This is your life now Justin, this is what you've wanted for so long. This is the life of the boys you trailed, the boys you wished you could be. Now it is yours and you are mine. If you don't like it, you can leave." I pause for effect. "But, don't expect to come back to me, ever." "Dry off and go to the spanking horse," I instruct him, "I'll be in shortly." He hesitates in front of me. He isn't sure whether he is ready to give himself to me. Shaving him had tested his resolve. The pictures more so. The spanking right here in the tub over a small interuption might have pushed too far. But, I felt I had judged the situation right. After two minutes of testing my resolve he leaves the tub, dries off in front of me and heads out of the bathroom. I sit in the tub for a while contemplating how to help him understand his new life best. Enema ----- I head into the spanking room and he is over the horse waiting. I lift him up off it and bring him back to my bathroom. I have him kneel on the floor of the shower on all fours. I insert the business end of the enama kit's tube in his ass. I run some hot water in the sink and fill the bag with warm soapy water. I insert the first bagfull, roughly a liter. He has never experienced and enema before and finds the experience arousing and a bit unsettling. I place my hands on him and allow him to get comfortable with the water inside him. I stop the hose and refill the bag. Then I fill his ass further. He moans slightly. I pull the tube out and plug his ass with a large butt plug. I tell him to bend over the tub ledge and remain with his ass exposed and holding the water in while I select an appropriate spanking implement for him tonight. He asks why. I say "because." Most of the time I would leave it there, but to help him for now I add,"Mostly, to indicate that I will be the one who decides how private your spankings at my hands will be." He nods and then bends over the tub. Implements ---------- I leave the room and head to my instruments of correction. The paddle would probably be two intense right now. I'm looking for something that will redden, hurt, but not too much. I select a riding crop with a supple leather end and return to the bathroom. Justin is moaning in pleasure from the warm soapy waters filling his hot ass. His cock is hard and dangling between his legs. I run the tip of the riding crop along the contours of his body. He seems uncertain as to what will happen. But he is there ready for me. I strike his buttock with the crop lightly flicking the surface. He notices it and now knows what to expect. I then bring the tip down with some force producing a pleasant "Ouch!" I fondle his ass with my hands and play with the buttplug I've got rammed in his ass. I stroke his cock some and then switch him with the crop 10 times quickly, producing a delightful sequence of "Ows!" and "Ouchs!" I continue alternating between strokes with the switch to stimulate his ass and toying with the plug, and stroking his cock. After 30 minutes, I've worked him into an excited sexual frenzy, but I drop his hormones all of a sudden by grabbing him and standing him up in the shower, ripping the plug out and ending the experience. I don't want his load to be wasted tonight. I kiss him, proud of him for being ready to play so early in our new relationship and for lasting so long so I could truly enjoy giving a long steady disciplinary session. It didn't bother me that he was aroused because I was in control of him. I had filled his ass, plugged his ass, spanked his ass, and now, I was ready to fuck his ass. Sex --- We had not had anal sex yet -- this time around. I take him to the bedroom and lay him on the bed face up. I lift his legs onto my shoulders and with a touch of lube inserted my hard throbbing 8" cock into his still wet and soapy ass. My tool slides in to his loosened lubed ass. He moans. I begin to fuck him with passion. His ass is not as red and sore as I might have wanted it, but he is hot and I'm ready to shoot like all fuck. I buck in and out of his body with vigor. I haven't fucked in quite a while, and I haven't fucked Justin in years. I buck my cock in and out of his body. As we start moaning together his cock stiffens and shoots and then I follow into his fuckhole, I've filled him with my cum. I collapse on top of him and we kiss and cuddle for hours. Bedtime Spanking ---------------- Finally, it is time for bed. I head through the apartment and turn out the lights. He takes some corner time -- on display to the city. When I come back he comes to my lap quickly and eagerly. I kiss him as I pull him across. I take my time administering his nightly spanking. Between each firm **SWAT**, I intersperse finger work on his fuckhole. I take my time and dominate him for a full half hour over my lap. One spank each minute, I time it. His cock although having recently shot is hard between my legs as I assert my dominion over his body. Afterwards we collapse into each others arms in bed and to sleep. Epilogue by the Author ---------------------- This story is completely fictional and is an outgrowth of my own fascination with spanking. I find spanking so erotic because it is such a release and such a power trip. After I've had an erotic spanking session with someone I find myself so relaxed and at peace. Let me know what you think of this story by writing me at the e-mail address at the of the story. I've gotten a number of very positive responses to the original "Spanking Party" story I wrote and continue to receive them. As a result I've written more. Continued feedback means continued stories. Suggestions for the characters welcome. Planned future works in this 'universe': spanking Geoffrey the snooty co-worker mentioned previously, Justin spanked in front of company, Michael 2/Spanking Party 2, and perhaps others.