Date: Sat, 19 Apr 2003 19:11:42 +1200
From: arthur <rochopa@xtra.co.nz>
Subject: dove of harmony part 7

					DOVE OF HARMONY

					Part Seven

					By Arthur



Authors Note:

Well everyone miracles do happen, the web site is up and although it still
has a long way to go I hope you will enjoy what is there at the moment, it
can be found at www.societyofmythra.homestead.com Please leave a message if
you want to assist in improving this sight as it is difficult to know what
you would all like to see there.It is my first attempt at this sort of
thinig so i will be open to suggestions for improvements.


Greg left us to go to his "play room" to get the first of the Mythra for
Daniels Bonding. We had decided to hold it here in the house rather than
out there where the Scum was cooling his heels while waiting for his first
punishment, the wait would do him good.

Daniel was psoitively glowing as he bounced around with nervousness waiting
for his time to come, Brian petted and patted him to try to calm him down
but the boy was on a high, he had done an about turn now that the earlier
horrors were over.

Greg returned with the Mythra covered with a white clothe and placed it on
a hook on the wall while we all sat and smiled as Daniel kept looking over
at the covered painting. The more Brian tried to calm him the more he got
excited, it was like watching a small child being kept away from an ice
cream.

Finally the time came for him to be Bonded, all of us except for Eric sat
back and stayed out of it. Eric took his place to the right and rear of
Brian as he took Daniel over to the painting and pulling off the cover
turned to Daniel and after stripping him of all his clothes placed him in
front of "Consent and Submission" to begin.

Daniel bubbled and smiled his way through the ceremony and when the last
words were said he literally threw himself into Brians arms and cried tears
of true joy, he had made it at last, he now had someone that wanted him and
not just a five minute fling. Brian held his boy close and then after
hugging and kissing him released him to go to Eric and thank him for his
presence. Once that was done Brian took him around to each of us and told
him how to present himself and thank us for being there.

Greg summed it up nicely.

"Masters, time to party and then to work."

As was normal under these circumstances Greg as Master of the Rod and Brian
as the first to deliver the strokes of punishment stayed sober and touched
no strong drinks, there would be time for that afterward, for the rest of
us it was party time.

Once we had been refreshed enough we all set out for the "Play Room",
Daniel was asked if he wanted to stay behind but he looked up at Brian and
proudly stated.

"Sir's I must go where my Master goes, it is my duty."

This made us look at the boy in a new light, he had more guts than we would
have thought possible, we knew he didn't want to face what was waiting for
us outside.

When we entered the room it was apparent that Greg was taking no chances
with our visitor, he was stretched out on the wrack, his muscles were tight
and straining, under his heel was a wooden block that raised his left foot
above the right, this was to be Brians target for the Bastanado.

The guy was sweating profusely, the rank smeel of stale garlic heavy in the
air as we got closer to him, he was still blindfolded and gagged so apart
from his hearing he would not be aware what was to happen from one minute
to the next. Brian looked around and then with uncharateristic solid
strides, made his way to the far wall and took the heay Bastanado of its
hook on the wall.

Brian turned and paced his way back to the wrack and took up his position
beside the the wracked body, bringing down the Bastanado close to the
raised foot, Brian lined up his swing then eased the Bamboo rod down to the
floor and looked over to Daniel.

"Boy, Present."

Daniel snapped into the position as well as he was able to with so little
practice.

"Boy you will stand at the head of this animal and count out the strokes
clearly so he can hear it, let him know who it is thats watching his
punishment."

"Yes Master."

Daniel walked over to the mans head and with at first a shake in his voice
he began.

"I..I am D..Daniel, submissive slave to Master Brian, I'm the boy you
abused and hurt, I was afraid of you before and now I can see that you're
only a fat old man, I hope my Master will let you feel what it was like for
me, Master I'm ready."

Brian smiled at his boy and then with an almost sadistic strength swung the
Bamboo rod with full force, his aim was perfect and the first stroke hit
the ball of the foot just below the grubby toes. The high pitched scream
that came from the tortured man was like a dying animal and this was only
the first one, Daniel in a calm voice called out the stroke.

"One Master."

The Bamboo swung again and connected directly with the soft and tender
instep, the howl of pain was more primeval than before.

"Two Master."

The voice of Daniel was again calm and steady as he watched Brian lift the
Rod again, I could see a faint trail of blood starting to ooze from the cut
skin of the instep where the split cane had snagged flesh.

The third was directly across the bone of the heel, this time it was a high
pitched screech as he let out a loud and begging, "Noooooooooooo."

"Three Master"

Twice Greg had to revive the man on the wrack as Brian held back nothing on
his down swings, at the tenth stroke with the foot now bloody and bruised
Brian calmly walked over to the wall and replaced the rod then coming back
took Daniel in his arms and spoke softly to him.

"Thank you honey, I'm so proud of you, it's done now so we can work on
getting rid of his demons from you."

"You did that just now for me, I feel nothing for him now I have you to
protect me, it's gone, I think I can sleep better tonight."

"Good, do you want to stay for the rest?"

"No, I just want you to hold me close for a while, somewhere quiet."

"Ok honey come on the others have work to do."

The two of them left the room and Greg began to tighten the straps again
puting more strain on the mans limbs as he cried and whimpered from the
beating on his foot.

Greg reached for his Lansing and stepping back to the right distance began
to set it alive with swift accurate strokes across the slightly puanchy
belly lifting sharp red welts that were just short of drawing blood, there
was no count, it was up to the expertise of Gregs hands.

After thrity lashes I saw Greg tighten his grip on the butt of the whip, he
sent out the black snake so fast it almost hard to watch the double tongue
as it lifted ten V shaped pieces of skin from the bared chest before
him. With a nod to Lim he turned from the table and coiled the whip and
hung it on its hook.Lim lifted a ten litre bucket of water and tossed it
over the broken skin, as it hit the open welts the man screamed again and
passed out, Lim had filled the bucket with fresh salt water straight from
the sea.

As soon as the water had dripped from the man Greg without further ado
released the winches holding the limbs to the wrack, had he been conscious
the sudden pain of the release would have sent him out. Reaching for the
arms Greg dragged the still body from the wrack and took him over to his
Iron Maiden, a small trail of blood from the injured foot was left on the
floor as Greg forcefuly pushed the now semi conscious man into the
Maiden. It was lined with solid foam that cut off all sound and sense of
movement, the fit was tight and the man wouldn't be able to move a muscle
while in there but to make sure Greg clamped his ankles and wrists together
and then closed the door sliding the heavy bolts closed with a solid
thump. There was only a very small hole near where the guys Mouth would be
and Greg could feed and water him through that.

If need be Greg was prepared to work through the night without a break,
there would be no need for words he would just take him out whenever he
felt it was necessary to continue his punishment as each day came around,
Greg would also do the castration on the last day.

"What about the plug Greg?"

"Later tonight James, I want him to be fully awake when he gets it."

Greg signalled to Lim for the box on a table near the door, Lim brought it
over and opened it, there were about twenty assorted butt plugs, they were
made from all types of materials and sizes, Lim lifted out a huge metal
plug, apart from its size the weight would also be hard to carry around. It
was 14"s long and nearly as thick as a normal mans wrist, the bulb at the
base would likely tear the spicter muscle as it went in, there was no way
he would be able to expel it without help, he was going to be in a lot of
pain when that instrument was inserted and I had a feeling Greg was not
going to be to liberal with the lube either.

"That should do the trick Greg."

"My thoughts exactly, never used this one, I only got it as more of a
curiosity piece but now I'm really glad I did."

I looked around at the others, there was not one sign of concern for the
guy now enclosed in the Maiden.

"Gentlemen, time for some refreshments I think, lets go over to the house
and relax."

I reached out for Eric and pulled him close to me.

"You ok Little Dove?"

"Yes James, I hope he suffers the whole time, he really hurt Daniel and he
nearly caused you to be taken from me as well."

"Ok kiddo lets go get something to drink, I want to start for home soon."

Eric snuggled into my side as we made our way back to the house, the first
day was done and it was time for us all to head home and be thankful that
it was turning out well for our boys.


To Be Continued:


Authors Note:

Sorry this one is a little short readers but it has been a bad week and my
time has been limited, I hope to get the next chapter out quicker and in
better detail.