Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2012 10:08:10 -0400
From: Dawson Spear <dawson.spear@gmail.com>
Subject: Chapter 9 The Attorney

"One thing that was different was you were pulling twisting and massaging
my breasts, nipples and the bars.  Not only didn't it hurt, I am happy that
you decided to have my breasts pierced."

"Why don't you take a nap?  I brought some paper work home and I will order
in supper?"

"You don't want me to fix something?  I don't mind."

"I know that, but I want you to rest up.  We might have a repeat tonight."

CHAPTER 9 ~ FOUR WEEKS LATER


"Will you get me one of the big gauze pads?  I can already feel you leaking
out."

"I may have to get you a plug to hold my stuff in you.  Hold on and I will
be right back."  I got a pad.  I told him to lift his leg again, spread the
cheeks of his ass and wiped him clean.  His hole was red and puffy with
some of my two loads leaking out in a watery white stream.  I could not
resist inserting my fingers into him causing him to moan; the lips easily
opened to me and I told William to push out like he was taking a dump.  He
did so and a wet sounding fart came out with more of my cum and his ass
slime.  I pulled him over onto his back, and lifted his legs to my
shoulders like I was going to fuck him, but checked his taint site and
realized all was well.

When he had finished fingering my cunt and had rolled me over onto my back
to check my taint, TJ got up and washed his hands and got the supplies.  He
took the key and removed the cage.  The PA site had healed sufficiently
that the head of my cock no longer stuck to the cage because of the
discharge which was a real plus.  I was concerned as to what we were going
to find when he removed the cage.  When the cage was opened, the half that
encompassed the exit site was a different matter.  There was still some
discharge but frankly most of it had closed over.  Part of the problem came
about because every time we went through the process, TJ had to take the
ring and move it back and forth so that the ball went from the entrance
site to the exit site, knocking off the scabs.  He then took a small gauze
pad soaked in peroxide and cleaned the crusty bits and pieces loosened by
the working of the ring from my dick.  When satisfied that all was open to
the air he then poured peroxide over the wound and finally put Neosporin
salve on the wound site.  When satisfied he then locked my chastity tube
and pocketed the key.  He leaned up and kissed me, turned off the bedside
lamp and went to the other end of the house.

I was pleased with the progress and frankly thankful that I had been able
to get my rocks off.  I was optimistic that he might be starting the
process of mental orgasm and hoped that Tom could explain it better than I.
I got my work and retired to the sofa in the study and started reading,
only to fall asleep shortly.  I was sound asleep when William came into the
room and knelt by the sofa and just looked at me.  As I lay there somewhere
between being asleep and being awake I realized that someone was looking at
me.  I opened my eyes lying still and saw him just knelling there staring
at me; I smiled at him, moved my lips toward him and kissed him.  He rolled
me over so that I was lying on my back and he put his head on my chest just
staring at me.  He had not said a word, but his hand went down and took
hold of my cock.  He simply held my scrotum and cock as it started standing
up.  I said to him, "You have sucked me off once today, and fucked two
loads out of me.  Are you insatiable?'  I am an old man; you are going to
kill me."

"Are you complaining?  What are you doing lying around naked anyway?"

"No I am not complaining; I am bragging.  Let me get up and order pizza."

We had supper and sat on the sofa talking about what was going on in the
community.  I told him that some people were wondering about us as no one
had seen him very much since we had moved in together.  As we discussed
this situation the phone rang and his next door neighbor, a real bitch
named Elizabeth called and asked us for supper the day after tomorrow.  We
agreed and were told it would just be us and one other couple.

Daughter Mary called 10 minutes later about Thanksgiving.  TJ and I had
spoken about it and realized that young William and his wife, Susan, would
be with her family this year.  I mentioned that and Mary said young
William, "D" and Susan indicated that they wanted to come be with us if
that was ok.

We said yes and immediately started wondering what we were going to do.  We
did not want to share with anyone the piercings or the PA.  There was a
strain and under current where there had been none.  We ate the pizza
without any enthusiasm and watched a movie in the bed.  We were so deep in
thought that we did nothing more than snuggle, with his but up against my
cock, one of my arms under him playing with the bar on his teat and the
other over his side stroking his tummy.

When I woke the next morning, William was already awake lying there.  I
said, "Good morning babe."

"Good morning."

"Still thinking about Wednesday?"

"Yes.  What are we going to do?"

"We are going to go and act like ourselves."

"Is it ok if I go to the office today?"

"Sure if you feel up to it.

"You get up and do your enema, take a shower and then I will clean the PA?"

"What about you?  I need to at least suck you off or you are going to be in
a bad mood all day and I need to wash you.  I know we don't have time to
fuck this morning, but please let me do that.  I know that you need it but
I do as well.  I know what I need doesn't matter but if it is the same as
you then it must be a good thing."  Without saying anything more, I threw
back the covers and got between his legs.  His cock was there, throbbing
and the head just starting to cause the foreskin to peel back.  I spread
his legs further, lifted his balls and burrowed my nose as far below then
as I could, getting just a small bit of the crack of his ass and the
night's sweat.  I dragged my tongue up to his nuts and sucked them in,
bathing them and licking the sides and creases of his thighs.  Finally
starting at the base, I licked up to the head, where I took it into my
mouth, stopped and looked up at him.

I could not figure out what William was up to.  He knew I could not cum
until I had taken a leak and gotten rid of my morning piss hard.  He
certainly had pressed my buttons and I wanted to push him off, go into the
bathroom and empty my bladder and come back for him to finish.  Then he
stopped all movement and I looked down at him.  He was kneeling there, just
the head in his mouth, looking up at me; waiting.  If he were waiting for
me to go take a leak he would have spit me out; suddenly it dawned on me.
I raised my eyebrows at him as if asking a question.  If someone could
smile with a fat hard dick in his mouth, William just did it.  I closed my
eyes until I felt the first dribble flow, opened them back, looked down at
him, and watched as he took and swallowed the first of my piss.

I really had never even considered swallowing someone's piss, but when I
woke up this morning I felt like it was the first day of normalcy since
Emily died, I had become TJ's slave and had surgery to confirm and exhibit
my enslavement.  I also realized that if it was going to be a normal day
and we were going to fuck to start off I was going to have to start getting
up sooner.  In the mean time I knew that TJ needed to have his nuts drained
before he went to work and there was not sufficient time to make love.
Therefore I was going to give him a blow job.  I started and then realized
that he had not pissed and doubted he could cum with his bladder full.
Without even considering the ramifications I decided that I would just
swallow it

The flow started and it was much stronger than the first time he had pissed
in my mouth; more acrid, blunted, flavorful and had a much more noticeable
smell about it.  Not bad necessarily just different.  Trying to compare it
in my mind, sort of the difference between a blend of various whiskies
vs. a single barrel or single malt.  I swallowed until he was dry.

I had to fight not to come as soon as my bladder was empty.  I could not
believe that William on his own drank my piss.  Lord I could hardly wait
until tonight.  I wanted to fuck him so bad I could taste it.  He did not
suck me for more than a minute when he deep throated me and I don't know if
he swallowed wrong, had a tickle or did it intentionally, but he tried to
cough or clear his throat.  It caused a rumble that vibrated all the way up
my cock, into my nuts and caused my prostate to empty itself and with an
unbelievable surge deliver a large dose of my sperm into his mouth.

William did his enema thing, shaved in the shower, I removed his cage so
that he could wash, piss and to allow me to check his wound site.  I then
replaced the cage and after feeding Duke I left for the pro shop.  William
had some other things to do around the house like a grocery list, changing
the sheets on the bed and cleaning the house.  I told him that I wanted him
to use his debit card but that he was to obtain an itemized receipt so that
I could inspect it every night.  I also told him that if he abused the
privilege that I would not only punish him but also embarrass him by
leaving him penniless out in public.

I finished my housework, made the grocery list and left the house by 9.
Not bad, but not the working hours I was used to working.  I wore a suit,
white shirt and a plain dark blue tie with white polka dots; nothing red,
no brightness or attention grabbing clothing.  I went to the office and met
with my partners and staff, did paper work and returned some phone calls.
One of the calls was to Dr. Taylor and it lasted almost half an hour.

By 3PM I left, went to the grocery store, liquor store and pharmacy.  I
took the old clothing to the thrift shop and stopped by the cleaners.  I
got home and started on dinner.  When Emily was alive my cooking was
limited to the grill, like most husbands.  I knew that TJ was a pretty good
cook having been a bachelor, and therefore I was determined to produce
something good for him.  I had put him through a lot in the last 6 weeks,
between being there for me when Emily died, my surgery but most of all for
knowing what I needed and subconsciously wanted.  My long telephone
conversation with Dr. Taylor really opened my eyes as to what I knew, but
did not realize I knew.  I had extracted a promise from Dr. Taylor, now Tom
by the time we were done; he would not reveal the telephone call to TJ
until Tom and I agreed.

I had just finished browning the chicken, added the vegatables, herbs and
some white wine and put it in the oven when I heard TJ's car drive into the
garage.  I was busy cleaning up the mess I had made fixing supper when he
came into the house.  I was at the sink and he came and stood next to me
and washed his hands.  I bumped him with my hip and he bumped me back.  I
let him have complete access to the sink and came behind him.  I ran my
hands up inside his shirt and felt his chest and arms.  I bit him on the
neck and moved my hands south; when my hands got to his waist I unbuckled
his belt, unsnapped his pants, opened his zipper, and put my hands on his
cock and his balls.  As his pants fell to the floor I went with them,
pulling down his boxer shorts.

My cock was hard and jutting out from my hips.  William took me into his
mouth and quite honestly I was prepared for another blow job as I had been
receiving for the past several months.  William lifted each of my legs so
that I was free of the pants and underwear and got between my legs on his
knees, spreading my legs and orally ministering to my ass hole.  He grasped
my cock in one hand and my sack and pulled them back through my legs.  He
sucked and licked them, and then he pulled me to the floor, while on his
back.  We kissed and made out, but with his cock cage I could tell he was
uncomfortable and I was too as the damn thing bruised me.  He turned over
and got on his hands and knees.  I was behind him and without any thought
of lube, foreplay or him I sank to the hilt.  I did not realize I was that
much in need.  At that point we had not said a word to each other.

I felt TJ cum almost as soon as he entered me from the back.  We were on
all fours like a pair of mating dogs.  I was glad that he had experienced
some relief and not surprised that he continued stroking in and out of me
right through the orgasm.  I had never fucked in the doggie style
previously either as a fuckee or fuckor and the main enjoyment from the
experience was the heat of the moment; after all I was on my hands and
knees on the hard floor.  There was no loving and kissing, simply a
physical coupling.  Don't misunderstand me it was hot, it was sexual and it
was animalistic; it just did not do a great deal for me.  The thought
occurred to me that I should not be worried about whether or not it was
good for me; my mouth and my ass hole were here for the enjoyment of our
master, his penis and the product of his testicles.  When TJ cam the second
time I thought for a moment that he had peed in me; he collapsed on my
back, stilled buried in me and I realized that during the last two or three
in and out motions his prick had pulled a lot of the fluid towards my ring
allowing it to flow down the insides of my thighs.

I caught my breath and picked my chest up off of William's back and pulled
out of his hole, which now was gaping, red, puffy and wet with my sperm;
the excess leaked out of his anus, some dripping onto the floor and some
trickling down his thighs.  I immediately reached between his legs,
spreading them and allowing me to look at his taint; our intercourse had
not impacted or affected his incision in any manner.  When I put my head
down to look under him I caught his scent, a musky, moldy, heavy smell of
sex; without thinking I put my head between his thighs to get a close up of
the taint and then licked his thighs clean of the discharge, moved on up
and sucked on his ass hole.  I gathered a mouthful of discharge and using
my hands rolled him over on to this back.  I leaned over and kissed him
sharing the coupling of my sperm and his juices; the taste was sweet and
invigorating; he accepted the gift of our joint efforts.  During this
entire time William was making this mewing sound; I asked him if he was
alright and what was the noise he was making.

"Yes Master.  That noise comes from the pain that I am experiencing from my
cock trying to get hard and being stabbed by the pins on the one hand and
the relief that you are giving me on the other.  Kind of half and half –
joy and hurt."  At that point I leaned up off of my back and took his
softened cock in my mouth, running my tongue inside his foreskin, cleaning
around the head, cleaning the shaft and sucking the remnants of sperm and
fluid discharge.  I looked up at him and raised my eye brows and he let his
bladder empty.

I swear I could feel and see William shudder.  He stiffened; all of his
joints were frozen; his eyes rolled back in his head; he quit breathing –
his chest stopped going up and down.  I thought that he had suffered some
seizure and was ready to call 911 when his eyes opened and he started
crying.  I brought him to my chest, holding him, rocking him and stroking
his face, worried that I had hurt him in some way.  While I could not see
his cock due to the cage I checked his incisions and everything appeared to
be in order.  He was sucking in air, gasping mixed with some sobs.  Tears
ran down my cheeks with worry and fear of the damage I had done.  "William
talk to me.  I am sorry. What has happened?  What did I do?  Talk to be
babe please.  I love you so much."

At this point I realized I was lying on the floor, naked with cum, lube and
God only knows what else leaking out of my ass, TJ is kneeling on the floor
dressed in his golf shirt and socks asking me what is wrong.  "Nothing
babe.  I am fine.  I stood up and offered my hand to him to stand up as
well.  There we were standing in the kitchen and between us we had on one
golf shirt, one pair of socks and a cock cage.  I laughed.

"Would someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?"  William took me
by the hand and went into the family room.  He pushed me down onto the sofa
and went over to the bar and fixed me a drink.  He then brought over to me
and sat down beside me.  "I spoke with Dr. Taylor today."

"And?  What problems are you having?  Why didn't you call me?"

"I didn't call him because I was having a problem.  I called him because
this morning when I blew you I realized something that started yesterday
afternoon when we were fucking.  I felt like I was going to have an orgasm,
but different like I was asleep and dreaming it.  I knew that it couldn't
be because my cock was soft and I wasn't getting any pains from it.  Then I
wasn't worried about it, I wanted to be sure you were taken care of.  When
you came and flooded me I relaxed and felt even closer to cumming, but
without getting hard or any discharge.  Then this morning I have no idea
what came over me.  We had never discussed my swallowing your urine.  I
mean I know that you pissed in my mouth but never told me to swallow.  I
described all of this to Dr. Taylor; he told me to call him Tom and he
started explaining everything to me."

"What did he say?"

"He told me that being a top to a sub or a dominate to a submissive was not
easy; not that it is hard, but it is difficult to be able to discern how
you push the limits of the sub so that the sub stays satisfied but not
pushed so far that he uses the safe word.  We don't have one by the way and
so he and I agreed that we would recommend to you that the word be
`castration, but that the final choice is yours.  At any rate he told me
that what happened yesterday afternoon was that finally my brain simply has
short circuited the nerve centers so that when sexually aroused or when
someone plays with my sex organs instead of alerting my cock and nuts to
get hard and to produce precum, the message is sent to the part of my brain
that wants me to serve you.  He said that it didn't think that it would
happen overnight but that eventually I will in fact have a complete mental
orgasm.  In fact he said that in some instances the men studied had orgasms
that were far stronger than physical ones.  Apparently there have been some
studies of eunuchs who are given hormone shots.  At any rate he said to go
with it and see what happens.  He said the most important piece of advice
he could give me was to relax and let it happen; not to worry about it and
instead to worry about making my master feel good, for him to experience
the most rewarding orgasm possible.  That if I did that and did not worry
it would happen faster; that my worrying or trying to bring about my
experiencing an orgasm would simply get in the way and delay things.  He
was right."

"Why do you say that?"

"Have you ever passed out from an orgasm?"

"No."

"Well if they get any stronger than that one then I am going to have to
call EMS.  It was amazing.

"What made you decide to get me to drain my bladder afterwards?"

"It had nothing to do with your bladder in the sense that I wanted to drink
your piss.  I was lying there (and by the way that is the first time I have
ever fucked or been fucked on the kitchen floor) looking up at you; I could
all but read your mind.  You wanted to continue lying there in the post
love making euphoria but at the same time you needed to piss; you were
thinking how sweet it was to be dominating me, making me submissive; and I
wanted to submit; I wanted you to know not by mere words but by action that
I was submitting myself to you; submitting so that you could fuck me;
submitting so that I would suck your cock, lick your balls, eat your hairy
shit residue asshole, and the only thing that was crossing your mind to
infringe upon your complete and utter domination was that your bladder was
full and making you uncomfortable.  When your bladder emptied you were
fulfilled; your orgasm went to a higher plane and when I realized that it
was like someone sucker punched me in the gut; it took my breath away and
my transformation was complete."

"Dr. Taylor also said that he wanted you to call him when you first walked
in the door, and frankly I got so involved that I forgot."

He smiled down at me and said, "You will be punished for that later."

"Yes Master.  I am going to go into the kitchen to check on supper and give
you some privacy."

"Tom?  This is TJ."

"Hey TJ.  What's happening?"

"William told me about your conversation y'all had this morning."

"Anything bad happen?"

"No.  I just got the shit scared out of me."

"Why?  What happened?"

"Well I got home and he was standing at the sink, naked of course, having
just put supper in the oven.  He bumped me and I bumped back.  We ended up
on the floor fucking like rabbits."

"Anything wrong with that?  I thought that was your fondest dream."

"It was is...whatever.  At any rate we finished and he was flat on his
back; I had licked and sucked on his ass hole getting some of the two loads
that I dumped in him and spit them into his mouth after enjoying some of it
myself; we stared into each other's eyes and then he leaned up and took my
cock into his mouth, sucked under the foreskin to clean it; he has managed
to learn how to skin me back when I am soft without use of his hands.  No
one has ever been able to do that before.  When he was done he just lay
there with my dick still in his mouth, and looked me in the eye.  When we
talked about it later he said he could tell I was completely satisfied,
satiated and drained except for the fact that I needed to piss.  So he
raised his eye brows and continued to stare at me. I thought that I knew
what he was trying to do and so I drained myself.  He had been making these
strange keening noises while we were fucking and then he passed out; eyes
rolled back in his head and I swear he quit breathing.  I almost called
911, and would except my dick was still in his mouth.  When he came to and
we talked he indicated that he had had an orgasm, without any discharge and
no erection."

"So what is your point?"

"My point is thank you and can he be poisoned or made sick by swallowing my
piss?"

"No he can't, just make sure he drinks plenty of water."

"What about his cock cage.  Frankly I want to get rid of it as we have to
fuck on our sides or doggy style.  We did it doggie style on the kitchen
floor tonight.  The little bitch told me it was the first time that he had
either fucked or been fucked naked on the kitchen floor.  I did not tell
him but it was a first for me too."

"TJ I am glad for you.  The reason that I wanted you to call me is that
William did not want me to reveal to you our conversation until after he
had a chance to tell you, but now that I think about it he wanted a chance
to put what he has learned/is learning into practice.  You need to be
cautious about one thing.  Don't go too fast.  Remember what I told you
about being a dominate.  You have to be flexible and let the submissive
lead the way.  Obviously the sub never is to know that his limit is
established by him not by the dominate.  In that way you never really reach
his limit on the one hand and on the other the sub will usually go far
beyond where the dominate could push or force him to go."

"Regardless of what else you remember, the most important thing that you
absolutely must keep in the front of your mind at all times is the fact
that it is up to you to prevent the sub from being injured.  It sounds as
if you are well on your way to accomplishing what is seldom ever completely
accomplished – that the sub has no limits; he will do anything and
everything you permit him to do.  You are his only limit.  It is an awesome
responsibility and a heavy one."

"Well I will keep you informed.  I am thinking that for his birthday I will
bring him back for a long weekend of fun.  We can go to the club and expand
his horizons."

"Call me."

"Will do. And thanks."

I walked into the kitchen where William was busy setting the table, pouring
me a glass of wine and a glass of water for himself.  The smell was great.
"What smells so good?"

"A French dish made up of white bean, sausage and chicken and salad.  How
is Tom?"

"Good."

"Did I do wrong in calling him?"

"No.  You can call him when you feel the need."  I could tell he had been
tense about this and his body sort of sighed.  He was standing at the
counter putting the dressing on the salad so I walked over to him and put
my arms around him, licked his neck and kissed him.  "I love you."  He
turned around with tears in his eyes.

"Oh God Boss I love you so much. Please don't share this with anyone, but I
have never been happier than I am at this moment and it makes me sad that I
am dishonoring Emily's memory."

"Sweet heart I bet you said the same thing to her.  You mean now and you
meant it when you said it then.  How long before dinner?"

"I am about to take the casserole out of the oven.  It is supposed to rest
for 15 minutes.  Why?"

"Because I want you to go into the family room and stand there in front of
the sofa.  I will be right there."

William went there and I went to the chair and took the key to the cock
cage out of my pocket and went to him.  I sat down on the sofa and told him
to come a little closer, and reached up and using the key I unlocked the
lock and removed his cock.  I fluffed it up a little like guys do when they
first take off their underwear or have finished drying themselves after a
shower.  He looked down at me with a puzzled look on his face.  I checked
his PA and noted that it was fully healed although there was still some
residual redness at the exit site.

I stood up and kissed him.  I held him close and whispered into his ear, "I
am taking this off of you.  I trust you completely.  The cage will be in
the bathroom with the lock and key; use it if and when you want.  I am here
if you need me to help you through this.  Now let's go eat supper."

The food was delicious if I say so myself.  I had one helping with salad
although I would have had another if I was not on a diet and we had not
exercised today.  TJ had two large servings and asked me why I wasn't
having a second helping and for that matter my first helping wasn't that
large to begin with.


"I know but I am on a diet and we did not have time to exercise today."

"I don't know what you call what we did on the kitchen floor tonight but I
had a real workout."