Date: Wed, 18 Feb 2004 00:46:58 -0800 (PST)
From: Waddie Greywolf <waddiebear@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Ties That Bind Chapter 28"

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THE TIES THAT BIND
By Waddie Greywolf


CHAPTER 28 ~ The Dawning Of Aquarius


Part I ~ Physician, heal thyself.

Will insisted on getting up at the crack of dawn with Chief to go
downstairs, have coffee with him, and see him off for the day.  There was a
mystical bond that was developing between Chief and Will. Chief, being a
native American, could sense the special gifts Will possessed and like all
of us, was disarmed by his unassuming charm.  Chief was touched the young
man thought enough of him to want to see him off for the day.  Chief left
for work with a light heart. Likewise, Will stayed up to wish the Dungeon
Master and I a good day and see us off on our morning run.

He made more coffee by the time we got back and helped me with breakfast.
He was willing to do anything to help. His appointment with Dr. Tagame and
Dr. Bear, as we called Doctor Dan, was not until three in the afternoon.
He didn't seem the least concerned. He felt great. No pain
anywhere. Neither did I have any for that matter. Maybe he really could do
the things he claimed.  The Dungeon Master scolded me half way though our
run when we stopped to rest.

"Look what you've seen in the last few months if anyone told you what you
would witness you would've called them crazy.  Let's wait and see before we
start passing judgement."

He was right and I apologized.  Like always, Big Jim could zero in on a
problem and reduce it to its smallest component for an anxious slave.  We
got through our morning workout and left the gym spotless.  We were just
leaving as the owner arrived and a few of the early morning regulars came
in. The owner took one look at the ring through my nose and whistled.

"Nice, slave, very nice." He had our number and the Dungeon Master winked
at me as if to say 'go a head show him the rest.'

"We were in Palm Springs over the weekend and my Master thought I would
look good with these." I dropped my overalls below my waist to show him all
the piercings.  He almost had a heart attack laughing.

"Son of a bitch!" he exclaimed, "Master Jim is one hell of a good
Master. He doesn't mess around.  When he does something he does it
right. Congratulations, Son." He grabbed me and hugged me.  He was a good
man.

The three regulars almost fainted but not before they took a good long
look.  Now they knew what Master Jim and my relationship was all about.
They smiled knowingly to each other like, "We knew all along." Yeah, sure
they did.

It was funny to me, small acts like that, telling the owner I was Big Jim's
slave, seemed to bond me to him even closer. To hear myself admit in public
that I was the big man's slave and not ashamed of it only cemented months
of Master Jeb's, Chief's and the Dungeon Master's training.

I wanted the world to know, I was proud to be seen with and to serve this
giant man; that he owned me, I belonged to him, and I was his property was
icing on the cake. Three quarters of the queens that came to that gym
shared my opinion. They would've killed me in an instant to take my
place. That made me feel even closer to him.  Maybe what he and Master Earl
had agreed to was not gonna' be so bad after all. Master Zack, as
uncomplicated as he was, could come up with some gut wrenching truths. I
was a lucky slave.

We loaded up Will in Chief's truck.  Chief gave the Dungeon Master a second
set of keys and insisted we use it to take Will to the hospital today.  We
left right at two o'clock and were at the hospital, parked and on our way
in by two forty-five. Yoshie saw us coming and ushered us into a small
examining room. He left to find bear Dan. Big Dan came into the room with a
flourish, shook hands with Big Jim and me.

"That's, Dungeon Master," he smiled at Big Jim, "and slave, Beau, right?"

"Yes, Sir, Doctor Dan." My Master replied.

"And you, young man, did you take my advice and mind this fine Master?"

"Yes, Sir, Doctor Dan, he and Beau took me to the desert to meet my new
family."

"Did you have a good time?  You probably were in a lot of pain? Yes?"

"Oh, No, Sir.  The pain went away by Wednesday and I could get around
pretty well by Friday evening.  I'm healed now.  You may remove the
bandages."

"Not so fast, Youngster. Let's have a look at you and get some pictures."
Big Dan thumped around on Will's chest lightly and got no pain response. He
thumped a little harder. Nothing.  Will smiled like, "I told you so."
Doctor Bear got the message and smiled back.

"You don't mind if we confirm your diagnosis with some pictures do you,
slave boy?"

"Oh, no, Sir, you have to be sure."  Like, I'm sure but I know you want to
be as well.

"Well, thanks, Son." He smiled placating Will. "Can you come with me or do
you need me to get a wheel chair?"  The Dungeon Master and I broke up
laughing.

"He's been running around on his own all weekend, Doc." I told him.

"Okay, then follow me, Will."  He and Yohsie left with Will and we waited
in the reception area talking.  Pretty soon they sent Will to rejoin us.
Doc Bear and Yoshie were gone for quite a while and then finally Yoshie
came and took us back into the same small room. Yoshie left and soon Doc
Bear and another older doctor came in with him.

"This is Dr. Crane, head of orthopedics here at Queen of Angels.  He wanted
to go over the x-rays with you, us, and Will."

Dr. Crane put the x-rays up on a back-lit clip board and turned on the
light.  You could see everything in Will's bone structure of his chest and
another photo of his arm.  I'd seen enough x-rays to know I was looking at
a pretty normal healthy bone structure. I nudged the Dungeon Master with my
elbow. Dr. Crane also had the x-rays from last Sunday and put them up as
well.  He turned to look at Will and surveyed us individually over the half
rims of his glasses.

"Now, Gentlemen, would someone like to explain to me how this young man's
ribs and arm could have gone from this," he pointed to the photos from
Sunday, "to this," he pointed to the x-rays taken today, "in one week."  He
continued, "from major breaks and trauma to almost completely healed?  I've
seen some miraculous things in my day so I'm gonna' keep an open mind. I
just want to know and learn."

"Maybe I can help." I stepped forward. "You can see my nose was pierced
over the weekend. I had three other piercings you may examine. Consider,
they were all done day before yesterday and they're now completely healed."

All three wanted to see, especially Yoshie and Dan.  I dropped my overalls
for them to see.  Doctor Crane had no shyness in examining my dick and tit
piercings.  He used a scope to look in my nose.

"Are you telling me these healings are related?"

"Yes, Sir, Doctor Crane, Will healed me. With the help of another gifted
man he healed himself."  Will smiled at the Doctor. Doctor Crane shook his
head.

"Okay, I told you,... you had those piercings, Saturday?" I nodded, "that I
would keep an open mind. I'll live up to that statement. I've heard of
people who could heal by laying on of hands but never came across anyone
who truly could do what he claimed. This is pretty remarkable if it's
true. The paradox is, it couldn't be true but there's the proof. Pictures
don't lie so I must assume that the two of you aren't lying to me either."

"Will, can you heal anyone?"

"No, Sir, it depends on how sick they are and if they are willing to be
healed. Some folks who are dying aren't willing to give up their
sickness. My gift is small, Doctor, I'm not a real strong healer. It takes
me longer than it does others who can heal.  I can do small healings but
there are others who are much stronger than I. I found a man in my new
family who is far stronger than I am. He held me for about and hour and a
half last night and I took what I needed from him to complete my healing."

"You can heal yourself?"

"Yes, Sir, but it takes longer by myself. It would've taken me another
three, maybe four days to do what Josh did in an hour and a half."

"And who is this,-- Josh?"

"Josh Cochran, my platoon leader in Vietnam. I just found him again this
past weekend after all these years and Beau gave him back his dick." That
tripped the doctor's reality switch. He shook his head and turned his back
to us to laugh.

"His what?"

"Perhaps I can help with that one, Doctor Crane." Yoshie patiently
explained about me being a field corpsman in Nam, saving Lt. Cochran's life
and putting his penis in my pocket.  He told the whole story but he didn't
know I gave it back to him. Doctor Crane looked at us with a blank look on
his face and ask quietly.

"I mean no disrespect and I certainly don't mean to be rude but who are you
people?"  he turned and laughed again. "That has to be one of the most
remarkable stories I've ever heard in my life. You actually preserved the
man's penis and returned it to him after eight years?"

"Yes, Sir."

"How did he react?"

"He was thrilled I thought enough of him to do it, in hopes of running into
him again someday. He said he felt whole again." The doctor mused while the
big bear doctor was laughing his ass off, knowing the greater ramifications
of the story we weren't sharing with Doctor Crane.  He couldn't wait to get
rid of him to hear the rest.

"It's weird, but you know, I think I can understand." allowed
Dr. Crane. "Can you heal a child who has severe burns on his arms and is in
great pain, Will?"

"Yes, Sir, I can blow fire away. I may be able to speed his recovery but
can't completely heal him overnight if he's badly burned."

"Blow fire away?" the doctor asked as if he wasn't sure what he heard.

"Yes Sir, blow the fire away from a burn victim, I've seen him do it."  I
backed Will up.

"So have I." agreed the Dungeon Master.

"Doctor, I can vouch for these men. They wouldn't lie." Yoshie spoke.

"The patient is here in the hospital, Will. I wouldn't consider trying
something like this on a regular patient but he happens to be my grandson.
He's in severe pain and none of the medications cut through it.  Would you
try to help him?"

"Sure Doctor, if you take these bandages off and this cast off my arm."

"See to it Doctors and let me know when you've finish. I'm convinced he's
healed, aren't you?"

"I was when I saw the x-rays, Doctor. We just needed your support and final
approval."

"You did the right thing, fix him up and let me know."  He walked out. Big
bear Dan slapped his leg and looked at Yoshie.

"What did I tell you about the power of love, Son? Now, I want every detail
from you guys and don't leave out a damn thing." he roared a big bear
laugh. We told him everything about us, the family, Josh, me, and how Will
fit in to all this.  We told him about Wes. Yoshie backed us up as God's
gospel truth.  He laughed and laughed.

"Here's this new intern, a wealth of knowledge,... things I have no idea
about, and....me and my slave of eight years must meet your family if we
may be invited sometime."

"That would be up the Dungeon Master, Doctor Dan."

"Master Jim is the Dungeon Master, right, and you and Will's Master at this
time?"

"Yes, Sir, that's correct."

"We would be honored to have you and your slave visit our family the next
get together we have. We're hoping Yoshie and his Master can join us as
well.  They're all ready members of our family and can sponsor you for
membership if you like." said Big Jim.

"Let's take a look at each other first, Dungeon Master." He held out his
hand to shake Big Jim's.

"Of course, Doctor Dan, we have a probationary period for membership."  he
replied as Dungeon Master.

"Wise idea." replied Doctor Dan, "Didn't I tell you last Sunday you got a
fine new Master, didn't I,Scamp?"  Doctor Dan looked into Will's blue eyes.

"Yes, Sir, Doctor Dan." Will was smiling from ear to ear as the bandages
were coming off.

"Doctor Dan 'don't' lie, Son. Think you can help Doc Crane's grandson,
Will?"

"With Beau's help, I know I can."

'Me, what do I have to do with it?' I thought to myself.

"Don't worry, Beau, all you have to do is hold my hand. I'll channel your
gift through me."

'Gift, what gift was the kid talking about?' I thought. I felt a big hand
on my shoulder and a whisper in my ear,

"I've always known about it, Beaver, trust me, trust Will, but most of all,
trust yourself!"

"It may drain you, Beau, for a while but you'll feel all right in about an
hour. Especially if we get something to eat right after."

"Late lunch, early dinner on me in the cafeteria right after guys,
Yoshie?"The big Bear Doc offered.

"Thanks, Doc Dan, we'll take you up on it." replied Big Jim. "We'd be
honored."

"No, Dungeon Master, I'll be the one honored to share a meal with you
guys."

"Never a dull moment around here." Said Yoshie.

"Here's this new intern," He did a thumb motion towards Yoshie, "Oriental
in appearance. I think to myself he would have no idea of my lifestyle and
here he knows more about it than I do.  Is that a hoot or what?  Wait'll I
tell my slave, Joe, about this. He's gonna' have a field day laughing at
his old hard nosed Master."  We all laughed. Yoshie went to tell Doctor
Crane we were through. He entered the room again and checked Will's arm
rotation and thumped on Will's chest for any sign of pain and shook his
head.

"Will you try to help my grandson, Will?"

"Yes, Sir, Beau and I are ready, Sir. I must lightly touch his burn, will
that cause him too much pain? I don't want to inflict more pain on
him. Once I touch the area I can blow the fire away. Then he won't have
pain."

"I'll explain it to him, Son.  Please, Gentlemen, follow me."

"May I explain to him exactly what I'm going to do, Doctor Crane."

"Sure, Son, he's a bright boy. Of course any grandfather's gonna' say that
about their grandson, right?"  He laughed.

We took the elevator to the children's ward, into a private room where the
Doctor's beautiful grandson lay in pain from third degree burns to his
neck, arm and a third of his upper torso. He was only five years old and
was obviously in a lot of pain. Tears came to my eyes immediately. Doctor
Crane went to his side and took his good hand and spoke softly to him.

"Lyle, these men are here to visit with you. One of them has a gift of
healing burns. We're not sure just how it works but he'd like to try to
help you. Will you let him?"

"Yes, gram-paw, anything you say."

"He'll explain what he needs to do, so try to listen carefully to him."

"Aw-right gram-paw, I will."

"Hi, Lyle, my name is Will.  This man here with the ring through his nose,"
Will motioned to me, "is going to assist me. His name is Beau. The very
large gentleman behind him is Big Jim.  You can see why we call him 'Big.'"
Lyle tried to smile and looked into Big Jim's eyes then back to Will's. "I
know you're hurting bad and I want to stop that hurt. With your permission
I need to lightly touch your burned area and then blow gently on it.
You'll feel the fire being blown out of your body, out of your burn."

"Why does Beau have a ring in his nose, Will?"

"Because his Master loves him very much and gave it to him. He wears it
proudly as a sign of his Master's love for him." We were all stunned Will
told the kid the truth. He told me later if he hadn't the kid would have
known in an instant and wouldn't have allowed the healing to take place. It
seemed a wise move at any cost.

"Okay, Will, I trust you,-- you can touch me."

"Now, if I hurt you remember it's only going to be for a minute and then
I'll take all the pain away, understand?"

"Yes, Will, I understand."

Will gave me his left hand to hold. I took it choking back the tears.
Doctor Crane could see I was in distress and I didn't know it but so was my
giant.  Doctor Crane was moved by our empathy. Will lightly touched several
really bad spots on Lyle but he didn't seem to flinch or cry out at all.
Will barely touched him. Will blew ever so gently across all of the burned
area. Lyle's eyes began to get larger and larger.  His grandfather was
becoming concerned when Will announced,

"There,--it's gone,---I blew your fire away, didn't I, Lyle?"

The boy began to cry tears of relief, opened his arms to Will, hugged him
and wouldn't let him go.  His grandfather was in tears. The four of us Doc
Dan, Yoshie, Big Jim and I were all in tears.  Tears of happiness that this
bright, beautiful little boy child was not in pain any more.

"Now you can began to heal properly with your granddad's help. I can come
back and visit if you like."

"Oh, please, Will, bring your friends, Beau and Big Jim, I want to know
them better, especially the giant.  He's such a nice man. He's Beau's
Master, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is, Lyle, and he's my Master, too. We think he's pretty
terrific. How did you know?"

"I can see they're colors changing together. They love each other and you
love them, too. I can see yours changing with them. I've never seen such
deep purples, reds and golds like you guys give off before."

"You have a gift, Lyle. You will become a great healer yourself one day. Do
you feel better now? Did Will blow away the fire for you?"

"It's all gone, Will, I love you for making the pain go away."

Will couldn't contain it any longer and broke down as he hugged the little
tyke again.  His grandfather then hugged the boy and ask if he had any
pain.

"Not a bit." Lyle replied. Doctor Crane was bananas.  He walked us out to
the hall.

"What can I give you, Will, for doing this? Name your price, Son, it's
yours."

"I can't accept any kind of payment, Doctor Crane, if I did I might loose
my gift and I don't want to take that chance." Crane pulled Will to him and
sobbed in his arms and thanked him again and again. I was feeling light
headed and had to sit down.

"Food!" said the Bear Doc. "Doctor Crane, I promised these gentlemen a late
lunch early dinner in our cafeteria, will you join us?"

"I'd be happy, too, can I buy?"

"No, Sir, you can't but Doc. Dan may."  We all laughed that Will was so
protective of his gift.  He was dead serious.

"I understand, completely, Young Man, and will abide by your wishes. Let me
tell my grandson I'll be back after I get a bite to eat."  We waited and he
returned with tears in his eyes again.

"The pain is completely gone, he's hungry, and that's a good sign. Will,
you have a six year old boy who is now your number one fan and an old
foolish skeptic of a doctor who is forever in your debt.  If there's ever
any thing I can do for you or your friends you have but to ask. If you ever
have so much as a hang nail, my services and this Hospital's are here for
you."

"Thanks, Doctor Crane, but your thanks and his face when the pain went away
is enough."

We had a wonderful early dinner with the three doctors. It was the first
chance Yoshie had to talk with the head of orthopedics and he impressed
Doctor Crane. We finished our meal when Doc Crane looked at me and asked,

"Did it hurt when you had those piercings, Beau?"

"It hurt my tits like hell, Doctor Crane. The guy deadened my septum and I
didn't even feel my penis being pierced.  He announced to me it was done
and I couldn't believe it. My tits were pretty sore until Will told me he
could take the pain away and they would heal quicker. He did, too."

"I'm amazed, it looks like they were done months ago. Big Jim, here, is
your Master?"

"Mine, too, Doctor Crane." Will interjected, "He and Beau adopted me after
my other Master beat me pretty badly."

"He's a good man then.  My grandson has a way of knowing if people are good
or not. He wants you all to come back to visit if you could. I would
appreciate it too if you could spare the time. How about it, Master Jim?"

I thought Yoshie and Doc Dan were going to shit their pants trying to
contain themselves. Doc Dan kicked Yoshie under the table in jest.

"We'd be honored to come visit him, Doctor Crane. We'll call to make sure
you're going to be here when we come. How long will he be here?"

"Probably about a month, Jim.  I'd really appreciate it and I know Lyle
will be thrilled."

"Excuse me, Doctor Crane, but he'll be out of here in less than two weeks."
Will said matter of factly.  "He has the gift, too. He can see our auras
and by giving him our energy, he's learned how to heal himself. He'll never
forget. He'll experience accelerated recovery due to his own gift."

"After what I just witnessed, Will, I'm not gonna' say it won't
happen. Lyle wanted me to ask you, Will, when will your Master put a ring
through your nose?" Will spoke up like a trooper and told the truth.

"Tell him not for sometime, he just became my Master last Sunday and I have
to earn a ring. It isn't just given to a man.  Beau had earned the right to
wear that ring."

"Indeed he has, Doctor Crane." Yoshie backed Will up.

"Gentlemen, I know I'm treading on ground I know nothing about and know
when to bow out gracefully.  Just let me say, your goodness of spirit
confirms that you all appear happy and comfortable in your lives and I am
proud to call you my friends.  Now, if you'll excuse me I'd like to get
back to Lyle and make sure he eats."

He shook everyone's hands, hugged Will and thanked him again. We sat there
in silence for a minute and then Doc Dan and Yoshie started laughing their
ass's off.  They bonded that day as friends.  Doc Dan said he was impressed
by the way the old man handled a situation. He knew nothing about us or our
lifestyle, could only guess, but communicated with us with respect and
dignity.

The Dungeon Master and I were amazed at Will, his talents, his humility,
his selflessness, and his ability to handle others with dignity, simplicity
and poise. We both swore to him we would never question him again.  He
smiled sweetly. Doc Dan and Yoshie didn't want us to leave but they got
busy with an emergency.  We waved goodbye and told them we'd be in touch.

We drove back to Mt Washington and it was getting late.  Big Jim called to
tell Master Jeb we would be late and not to worry Will had taken over the
hospital. He laughed and said,

"Jeb, you think we've seen some shit in our day but this little Will is
unbelievable. We'll fill you in on the details later. Make sure Chief waits
around for us."

They were having dinner when we arrived.  Chief cooked hamburgers for the
two of them.  Master Jeb bragged on Chief's cooking. I got some ice cream
for the Dungeon Master, Will and I.  We sat eating with them and Big Jim
began to relate the story of how Will took over Queen of Angeles.  Will
giggled as the Dungeon Master embellished his story.  Will and I were like
a black, gospel chorus, saying amen to everything.  Master Jeb and Chief
were surprised to see Will without his bandages and cast.

"He's completely healed." The Dungeon Master said.  "We saw the x-rays. The
head of orthopedics came in to verify the other two doctor's findings."

"He was pretty open minded and ask Will to help his grandson who'd been
badly burned.  Will and Beau took the child's pain away.  His grandfather
was so grateful he had dinner with us."

"I knew you were good for something, Kid.  Gonna' bunk it in with the red
man again tonight?" Chief asked Will as he took him in his arms and hugged
him.

"If you want me to, Chief, I'd love to."

"I don't know, Sprout, you're all well now and that little ass of yours
looks mighty tempting." He said razzing Will.

"I'd be honored if you took all you wanted of my slave ass, Master Chief. I
haven't been fucked in a long time.  Oh, please, Master Chief, would you,
Sir?"

"How could I deny a request like that, Gentlemen?"

"I'd say you were a fool if you did, Chief." Master Jeb laughed.

"Amen from this corner, eh, Beaver?" The Dungeon Master passed to me. I
gave Chief the thumbs up sign.

"Give 'em a grand opening, Chief."

"Come here, Scamp!" Will sat in Chief's lap. "Feel that thing in my
coveralls that's rock hard?"

"Yes, Sir, Chief."

"Every inch of that has your name written on it."

"You mean you have William Leslie Blake in inch high letters on your cock."

"No, silly, you know what I mean."Chief laughed.

"It does feel like it could do the job." Will joked

"I promise there's enough there to make you cry 'Uncle'."

"Certainly is!" I said under my breath but loud enough they could hear
it. They all laughed.

"When you slide down Chief's totem pole you'll know you been fucked,
Sprout. You'll be one white man that got fucked by the Indians instead of
the other way around." We all laughed.

Chief petted him and kissed Will while we finished our ice cream. Chief
couldn't get the smile off his face.  The phone rang. The Dungeon Master
reached to answer it.

"Hey, Josh, how ya'doing?"

"Yeah, he took over the hospital." Big Jim laughed,. "They made him a
resident healer. They told two doctors to go home they didn't need 'em
anymore, Will was here."  We all fell out laughing at Big Jim exaggeration
of the days happenings.

"Nurse Beau? Yeah he's here. I'll let him tell you the details."

"Hello, Master Josh, how are you and my Bro?"

"We're fine, sweet baby, and you?"Josh asked.

"Couldn't be better. Just got back from the hospital about thirty minutes
ago."

"I told Will I'd call and talk to you about his progress." said Josh.

"What progress? They took his bandages and cast off. Told him to go home he
was healed."

"You're kidding?"

"I shit you not, Sir, I saw the x-rays. The two doctors brought the head
orthopedic doctor to confirm their findings he was almost completely
healed."

"My God, that's amazing. It sends cold shivers down my spine to think I may
have had something to do with it."

"He swears and be'damns that you were the main reason he healed that fast.
He took away the pain from the chief orthopedic doctor's grandson. The boy
had third degree burns on a third of his body.  Just blew it away.  The
Dungeon Master and I were there, we saw it."

"Son of a bitch." Josh laughed. "I guess he did take over the hospital. Can
I talk to him?"

"Sure, he's right here."

"Will, it's Master Josh, he wants to talk with you."

"Hello, Master Josh and thanks again.  They took those damn bandages and
cast off today."

"You really think it was because of me, Son?"

"Yes, Sir, you'll begin to believe in a little while.  Beau and I will show
you how to use it if you want to.  But, you must never accept payment for
healing someone.  You might lose the gift. What was freely given to you
must be freely given unto others."

"Fucking amazing.  You're feeling better then?"

"Oh, yes Sir, so good in fact Big Chief promise white boy can sit'um on
totem pole tonight."  Josh Cochran damn near dropped the phone laughing.

"Oh, fuck, I guess you are feeling better if Chief's gonna' slam that big
piece of red-man meat into you.  Lucky little save-boy. All right, Sprout,
you got my attention. I'm interested.  When do you want Breed and I to ride
up and help with Master Jeb?"

"Let me check.  Master Jeb, Master Josh wants to know when he and Breed can
ride up to help me with you?"

"Wednesday evenings fine.  Tell them to plan on staying over and we'll have
dinner for them."

"I heard him, Will, that'll be fine with us.  We'll probably be up there
before the sun goes down, around six, see you then, Tiger. You give Chief a
good ride Son, ya' hear."

"Oh, I plan to, Sir, thanks for calling, Master Josh.  We'll look forward
to seeing you and Breed." A few minutes later the phone rang again.  I was
nearest and picked it up.

"Hello, Mt. Washington!" I said.

"Is this my slave?" I recognized the voice and immediately got hard. I
paused for a second.

"You did it again." I spoke in a soft voice into the receiver.  Much
laughter on the other end of the line.

"Nice to know this old man's still got it, slave."

"You always will, Sir, and you know it. The Dungeon Master didn't have to
ask who was on the line he just saw my cock salute. It's like someone put
up the pole but forgot the flag." I got laughter from both ends of the
line. "But you didn't call to speak to slave number three."

"Yes, I did, I wanted to find out from my new slave's caretaker what the
doctors found."

"Nothing, Sir."

"What do you mean 'nothing', slave?"

"No broken arm, no broken ribs, nothing.  They took the bandages and the
cast off his arm."

"Noooo, you gotta' be shittin' me."

"Indeed, I'm not, we saw the x-rays.  The chief of orthopedics had to come
and confirm the other two doctors's findings.  He's fine, bright eyed, and
bushy tailed. Chief promised him a grand opening tonight."  Much laugher
from Master Zack. "Wanna' talk to him, Sir?"

"Please, if he's handy."

"Oh, he's handy all right, here...."  I handed the phone to Will.

"Master Zack?" Will questioned with the receiver to his ear.

"How are you, Son?" Master Zack replied.

"Better now that you've called. I'm so glad they took those bandages off
and that itchy cast."

"I'll bet you are, so does that mean the next time we see each other I get
to make love to my slave and use him like a Master should?"

"Absolutely, Master Zack.  This slave hasn't been used by a real Master in
over three years; however, I just may get lucky tonight."

"I heard, you give that man your best and that's an order, Son. He deserves
your best."

"I certainly will obey you, Sir, I feel the same way but the thought of YOU
using me makes my dick hard, Master Zack."

"Mine, too, Son. I just wanted to call and see how it went. I'm pleased and
happy that all went well for you at the hospital. I had no idea you really
would heal that fast but you told me you would, didn't you? I should have
trusted you, I won't make that mistake again, Son, I promise."

"I understand, Master Zack. It's hard for people to believe some of the
truths I tell them but that never changed my love for you for a minute."

"I think you really mean that, Son, and you know how I feel about you.
I'll let you go and we'll get together soon, I promise. I really need to
see my new slave.  I may ask Sarge and Titus to take Button for the weekend
and ride up there, would you like that?"

"I would love it, Master Zack, please try, I need you, too, Master"

"I love you, Son."

"I love you, too, Master Zack, remember me to Button."

"I will, Son, good night."

"Why didn't you tell him about helping Lyle today?" I ask him.

"You know how you might brag about something you learn to do well, like
throwing a ball, riding a bike, or even learning a piece on the piano.
That's something to brag about.  What I did for Lyle wasn't something I
learned to do. It's a gift. It doesn't seem right to brag about a gift. If
you guys wanna' tell him I don't mind but I'd rather not."

"You know, Scamp, as weird as that sounded, I think I just might be able to
understand what you mean."  I told him as I hugged him. Will ran to his
bathroom off the downstairs bedroom, showered and clean himself for Chief.
He was all excited and quietly let himself into Chief's room.

Chief showered and they smelled of clean body smells and soap.  Will curled
up next to Chief as Chief was reading part of my journal.  Will lay there
quietly allowing Chief to finish what he was reading. Chief lay my journal
down after he finished, turned over to hold Will and he was sound asleep.
Poor Will missed his window of opportunity.

Chief laughed to himself kissed Will goodnight and turned out the light.
He pulled the young man close to his body and thanked God for allowing them
to save such a vital human being from a horrible fate.

Chief's alarm went off and he felt this warm little bubble-butt that just
fit in his lap against his morning erection and thought, 'I'm caught up at
work. I would be forty-five minutes early anyway.  I can be thirty minutes
early.' Will was awakened by a big stiff Indian dick being slowly worked
into his tight little ass.  He smiled to himself as he began to respond and
push back to Master Redfeather's entry. Chief kissed him behind the ear.

"Good morning, Little Bro., you fell asleep last night so I though you
might like a little eye opener this morning."

"Oh, yes Sir, Master Chief, you feel so good. Here......let me help!" Will
pushed back pretty hard with his little hungry butt eating more of Chief's
rock solid cock that was slowly forcing its way into his hole. "Fuck me
good, Master, so you can go through your day with a smile on you face."

"Trust me on this one, slave, you're gonna' get fucked good this
morning. Your Master's cock is hungry for some tight little boy-butt "
Together they got all of Chief's sizable cock in Will's butt.  Chief
couldn't believe how tight he was and how good the kid felt.

He was gonna' have to do some powerful mental tricks not to come too
quickly. He started loosening Will up with some short deep strokes and felt
his boy-butt juices start to flow.  He kept that up for a few more strokes
and then tried a long deep plunge to hear Will suck in a lung full of air
and slowly let it out in a relaxed comfortable sigh.

"Oh, thank you, Master Chief.  I really needed this, Sir.  You've got me
opened up, Sir, take all you need, I'd be honored to catch your seed." With
that Chief withdrew completely, flipped Will over on his back, raised
Will's legs, positioned his dick on his rosebud, leaned into him and took
him hard.

"Oh, Oh God!  That was good, Master Chief. Thank you so much for
remembering to take me like the slave I am.  You'll get the best fuck out
of me you've ever had." Will didn't lie.  "Before I start fucking you,
slave, one small thing for your ease.  Call me either Chief or Master.  You
don't have to call me both.  They both mean the same thing.  They're both
signs of proper respect.  One is just as good as the other.  Whatever you
feel more comfortable with at the moment, understand slave?"

"Yes Chief, and thank you, Sir." Chief started fucking him to get his
pleasure.  Chief wasn't a quick fucker.  He savored his fucking and had a
little piece of ass sheathing his big shaft that was like a dream.  He was
gonna' float a while in that dream and have his fill until his other brain
at the end of that shaft screamed for release.

The kid was damn good and met everyone of Chief's strokes. Chief worked him
up to receiving some powerful, hard deep strokes and he could tell this
kind of fucking was building Will to pop his nut. He told Will he had
permission to get it but not until he felt Chief's flow begin in his ass.
Chief stopped his onslaught and began some gentle, strong, deep strokes he
knew the slave under him would respond to.

Will was in slave-boy heaven to have this big handsome Indian using him as
his vessel to catch his seed.  This slow deep steady fucking into Will's
ass was about to send him around the bend. Chief sensed Will's ecstasy and
stopped for a second to give him a kiss. Will told Chief through his kiss
that he was ready to receive him.  His ass was ripe for the picking.  All
Chief had to do was walk in and close the door.

"I ordered you not to shoot until you feel me get mine, Son. You don't want
to disappoint me slave if you wanna' another ticket to ride my 'totem
pole.'"

"Oh, God, Chief, I promise I won't, I'll be clean and ready for you Master
when you come home from work today. I'll be laying here in the position
waiting for you, I promise.  "Don't make a promise you ain't gonna' keep,
Son." Chief told him with a steady stroke knowing he was just before
shooting a big load in his little ass.

"No, no, Master, you can count on me."

"Okay, Son, I'm gonna' give you my morning load and I'll have another full
load for you this afternoon.  You be right here, ready and waiting to catch
it."

Chief didn't wait for an answer and started his climb up the hill. Will
knew he was close and worked his ass hard to meet every stroke to make it
the best for the Master that was fucking him so good.

Young Will got the ass fucking of his dreams. He dutifully met every hard
stroke Chief threw into him. He could feel Chief peaking and felt Chief's
flow began. Chief let out big satisfied groan as his first volley emptied
into his little morning slave.  Will let go, felt his button switched to
the on position and started to shoot. His ass spasmed on Chief's big dick
and Chief hit his second volley of come.

"Bite it off, slave, wear it in your ass all day. That's it, bite down hard
on my old cock."  Will took him at his word and clamped down on Chief's
cock as he hit his second volley as well.  Will could feel Chief began his
last spurt and it turned Will on so much he hit his at the same time.

He was holding on to Chief so tight he groaned loudly against Chief's broad
chest.  Chief remained in his slave and collapsed on top of him, smothering
him with gentle kisses and complements. They rested in the afterglow of
their joining with Will kissing Chief all over his chest and thanking him
for the wonderful fucking.  Chief fucked him really good and Will was so
grateful.  Best fucking he'd had in three years. He wasn't lying.

Chief pulled up to a sitting position with his arms, his cock still deeply
planted in Will's ass.  He could feel Will milking him to get the last
little bit of his come.  He gently pulled Will to him, tenderly kissed him,
and with his arms holding him hugged him gently. Will had tears in his eyes
as he returned the much needed affection.  He broke into sobs as Chief held
him close with his cock still deep within him.

"I'm sorry, Master, that was so good I lost it. Thank you again, Chief,
from the bottom of my heart."

"You're welcome, sweet slave. You're a great little fuck.  I'll think about
you being ready all day at work and get my old dick hard on the way home
for you.  We'll get some more red man dick in that hungry little butt
then."  Chief slowly pulled out of Will to get ready for work.

"You stay in the position, slave. You don't move until I give you
permission." Will obeyed.

Chief went to his dresser and came back to Will.  Will felt Chief playing
with his ass and something being inserted.  It popped in and felt full and
tight.  It was a medium butt plug Chief picked up for Will. He lay next to
Will and took him in his arms. He reached behind him to make sure it was
seated properly and Will pushed back against Chief's big hand.

"You don't take that out until you clean yourself this afternoon.  Then I
better damn well find it back where it belongs when I walk in this room and
find you like you promised, understand?"

"Oh, yes Sir, Chief!  It will be, I promise. Thank you so much, Chief.
I'll feel that and think of you all day.  It won't let a drop of your seed
out of my butt."  "That's the idea, Son.  Now, lets get in the shower and
you can bathe your Master."

Will bathed Chief and toweled him off.  Chief grabbed and hugged him then
got dressed for work. He wasn't going to be but about twenty minutes later
than his usual forty-five minutes early. Will went down to have coffee with
Chief. The rest of the house was up.  Will got his Master a cup of coffee
and brought it to him.  The rest of the household watched in amusement.

"Slave, Will!"  The Dungeon Master barked.

"Yes, Sir, Dungeon Master?"

"Bend over and spread 'em!" Will immediately did as ordered so we all got a
good look at his new plug.

"Looking good, slave."  The Dungeon Master laughed. "Come here, Sprout."
Will ran to the Dungeon Master's arms.

"Welcome to the family, slave! Well done, Master Redfeather, looks good
Chief." Chief just smiled.

"Tell you one thing, Master Zack's gonna' get a first class fuck when he
gets this one. He could give Sarge a lesson or two."

"Pretty high praise, Son." The Dungeon Master looked at Will.

"Thank you, Chief.  I'll keep my promise."

"You better, or you'll break this old red man's heart." He kissed Will in
Big Jim's lap, said goodbye to all and left for work.

"You gonna' share your promise with us, Son? That's not an order, you have
the choice." the Dungeon Master spoke softly to Will. Will told us his
promise to Chief and we had a good laugh.  The Dungeon Master told him it
was good he told us so we would know where he was and wouldn't expect him
around for help.

"Best you keep that promise, Son.  That man has a big heart and deserves
his little slave brother to give up some butt to him.  You give that man as
much of that little ass as he wants.  Now, that's an order, Son." Will
smiled.

"That won't be an hard order to obey, Dungeon Master, he fucked me so good
and now I have his plug in me to remind me of him all day."

"Looks good, too, Son."  The Dungeon Master felt back there and pressed
against it as Will hugged his big neck.

"Now, we need to talk about you joining us in our morning workouts.  Since
you're healed you can start your training. Do you have any running shorts
and running shoes?" The Dungeon Master asked.

"No, Sir." Will looked sad.

"No problem, we'll take you this morning after we get back and get you
fixed up." Tears came to Will's eyes.

"Why are you guys so good to me?"

"'Cause your good to us and we're your family now.  Forget the past, am I
not your Master?"

"The best Master I've ever known, Dungeon Master, and I'm proud to call you
that."

"In our family a Master takes care of his slaves and sees to their
needs. That way he gets more in return."

"I love you, Dungeon Master." He hugged Big Jim.

"We all love you, too, Will. We're gonna' take care of you, trust us."

"I'm learning, Master, it may take a while."  He begged Master Jim

"We understand, Sprout, but you're still gonna' start training tomorrow
morning.  You'll start at the gym tomorrow as well."  Will brightened. He
was being included.

"I've scheduled us to return to Queen of Angels for a visit with Lyle and
his granddad on Thursday afternoon about four-thirty.  We promised and we
won't let that kid down.  It may mean he heals faster to know we care."

"It will indeed, Master Jim. That would be great.  I'm sorry I offered
before I asked permission, Sir."

"You know better than that, Son. I would have even if you hadn't. You were
following your heart and no good Master will ever chastise you for that."

"Thanks, Dungeon Master, Lyle was right, you are a nice man."  The Dungeon
Master roared with laughter.

That afternoon at four-thirty Will was clean, plugged and waiting on
Chief's bed when he heard Chief's big work boots on the stairs.  He quickly
assumed the position with his arms wrapped around his legs. Chief got a big
smile on his face as he walked into his room and closed the door behind
him. He didn't say a word to Will, just walked over to him, popped out his
plug into a towel Will had set beside him on the bed, unzipped his
coveralls all the way from the top, pulled out his all ready rock hard dick
and Will's tight little ass welcomed his Master home from a hard days work.




Part II ~ Of Miracles and Mysteries

The week once again was going by at an alarming rate. I wanted it to slow
down.  I wasn't looking forward to a weekend away from the family whom I
had grown to love and cherish as my own.

What if...? Stop that, Beau.  It isn't going to happen. Try to have faith
as your Master does. Wednesday evening came and Master Josh and Breed rode
their Bikes to Mt. Washington for the night. After a good dinner under the
Avocado tree in the back yard, Will took Master Jeb inside to prepare him.

Will got into the big shower in the dungeon with Master Jeb.  He had him
sit on a tall wooden stool as Will lovingly bathed all parts of Master
Jeb's body. When Will rinsed Jeb's body he asked Master Jeb if he might
show a small amount of gratitude and homage to a man that he had come to
respect and love.  Jeb granted his request.  Will knelt before his Master
and gently kissed the head of Jeb's big cock.

"Master Jeb, for healing someone I can't receive payment of any kind. I
might lose my gift.  I don't want to jeopardize that in any way. It makes
me unique. It makes me who I am. Nevertheless, once you're healed and
feeling better I would ask you to consider letting this humble, unworthy
slave be the first to give himself to you for your pleasure."

Jeb got tears in his eyes at this small, generous young man who just might
have a gift to save his life begging him to use him after he healed him.
He reached down, pulled Will up to him, put his big arms around him and
pulled him snug against his clean body.

"I promise I will use you, Son. I will certainly honor your request.  I
will allow you to give yourself to this Master for his pleasure.  You will
be the first I will use as a vessel to catch my seed, then I will plug you
and not allow anyone else to enter you until all of me has been absorbed
into your body."

Will threw his arms around the big man who less than a dozen days ago held
him solidly, unconditionally, until Will let go of his hurt.  He would now
relieve this handsome older man of his pain. Will kissed Master Jeb gently
and Jeb returned his kiss with the love in his heart that he felt for this
extraordinary young man.

Will helped Jeb on with his bathrobe and helped him to an adjustable
massage table in the dungeon.  It was similar to the one Master Zack had in
his. He helped his Master remove his robe and carefully laid it aside for
later.  He helped Master Jeb lay back on the table and covered him with a
clean white sheet and blankets to keep him warm after the hot shower.

Will came and to us and asked us to join him in the dungeon.  We all
followed him down into the dungeon.  Will asked Chief to drum and chant
while he was healing Master Jeb.  Chief brought his drum. Will positioned
us behind him and told Chief to be at Master Jeb's feet.  Will was nude and
so was Breed and me.  The Two Masters and Chief were asked to disrobe as
well.  I helped the Dungeon Master off with his leathers, Breed helped his
Master with his and Will helped Chief with his clothes.

Will had Master Josh place his right hand on Will's left shoulder. He had
me place my left hand on his right shoulder.  He instructed the Dungeon
Master to place his right hand on my right shoulder.  Breed was to place
his left hand on Master Josh's left shoulder and then Breed and the Dungeon
Master were to clasp hands completing the circle.

The minute we joined together we felt a surge go through us that delighted
and startled us.  Chief commented that something was happening because he
could see distinct auras of greens and blues surrounding all of us.

"Those are the colors of healing." said Will, "Now, please Chief, start
your drumming and give us a chant of courage to remove the demon from our
Master.  Chief started and Will folded his hands as if to pray and bowed
his head.

"Almighty Creator, great spirit Father, of all things in heaven and earth
send your angels to us this evening to surround us and this man, this most
worthy of men. Help us heal him with our love and with yours.  Make your
face and spirit to shine upon us in our endeavor. Guide our spirits that we
may cause our essence to flow into him and cause him to be healed."

Chief was drumming and chanting a hypnotic chant that we all found
ourselves unconsciously swaying to.  Will folded back the blankets and
placed them at the end of the table. He then pulled down the sheet to below
Jeb's feet so his body was completely nude.

We thought nothing of it, except the thought crossed my mind what a fine
looking man he was and what an honor it was to be here. Will started from
Master Jeb's feet moving his hands around in small circles no more than two
to three inches above the surface of his skin.

He slowly moved up Jeb's body moving in a rhythmic movement to Chiefs
drumming.  He reached Jeb's mid section, his stomach area and ask quietly
if Jeb could feel anything.

"Absolutely! Heat, energy flow but mostly a radiant heat." He replied.
Will kept moving in the circular motion and came to Jeb's chest.  He
stopped his movement for just a moment exactly above Jeb's heart then
gently placed his hand lightly upon his skin.  Jeb went wide eyed and his
rear and mid-section lifted off the table like he was going into some kind
of spasm.

"Don't take your hands away from me, Gentlemen, what ever you do." he spoke
to us. "Hold on we're almost there.  He'll be all right, trust me."

Will stated with authority.  We all held our positions. Master Jeb settled
back and Will continued the circular motions above his body up to and over
his face and head.  I noticed Josh was getting white and noticed that Breed
was rubbing him gently on his shoulder. Finally, Will gathered each of
Master Jeb's hands between his and prayed one final time.

"Thank you, Great Creator, our blessed spirit Father of all things for
hearing our prayer.  We are grateful for your graciousness to allow our
gifts help this man, our brother.  Guide him into health, father, Amen!"

We didn't need to be told, we all said, "Amen." in unison knowing it was
the correct response.

"We're done." Will announced.  You may let go now.  He reached down and
grabbed the sheet and pulled it up over Master Jeb and then the blankets.
He leaned over and rubbed Master Jeb's brow and kissed him gently on the
cheek.

You must lay here for a few minutes and I'd like you to stay down here
tonight, Master. I don't want you climbing the stairs. You'll be fine
tomorrow morning but tonight I don't want you exerting yourself in the
least.  Beau and I will bring blankets and sheets for the futon.

I will stay with you tonight to give you comfort and should you need
anything.  You must not move more than absolutely necessary. When we get
you up, Master Jim and Master Josh will help you over to the leather Futon
after Beau and I have made it up for us.  Will you abide by my wishes,
Master?

"I certainly will, Son, I don't know what you did but I felt a jolt of
something go through my body that I thought was my last time on this earth.
I'm exhausted. Funny thing though, I'm happy. I haven't felt this happy in
years."

"That's the first sign of healing, Master, a glad heart."

"That's exactly it, Son, a glad heart.  Those are the words that best
describe my feelings."  Master Jeb was excited.  Breed had to help Josh to
one of the overstuffed chairs in the Dungeon.  Will went to him.

"I'm so sorry, Master Josh, I had to draw more from you than I thought.
Please, forgive me, you'll be all right in about an hour.  Until then sit
and relax.  Breed, can you get him something to snack on and something to
drink.  No alcohol though.  Milk, coffee, a soda, or iced tea.  The Dungeon
Master and Beau can help me with with Master Jeb."

Josh assured Will he was all right and not to feel bad.  He was there to
help and learned a lot from the experience.

"Please, Beau, if you'll help me get sheets and blankets for down here."

"They're right over here in this cabinet, Will, I'll get them." I got the
sheets and blankets and Will and I made the bed for him and Master Jeb.

"Beau, may I ask you to bring him a glass of cold water? He's gonna' need
it when he sits up."

"Sure, Will, I'll be right back."  I ran up the stairs to the kitchen and
got Master Jeb a cold glass of water from the fridge and brought the
pitcher down with me. Will had him setting up when I returned and he was
right.  Master Jeb drank that glass and another one.

The Dungeon Master got under one arm and I got under the other and together
we helped Master Jeb the fifteen feet to the bed.  He sat down and then lay
down. Will was very attentive and had him under the sheets with blankets
over him.

"Are you warm enough, Master?" Will asked.

"Yes, Son, thank you, I feel tired but not a sick tired; more like I'd had
a good days hard work and looking forward to a good night's rest."

"Excellent, Master." Will seemed delighted with that description. He seemed
to know what he was doing.

"Well, Gentlemen, thank you for your help. I couldn't have done it
alone. Especially you, Chief, your drumming and chants guided our way to
his healing. You've been slowly preparing him for healing all along with
your drumming and chants.  You have great gifts, too, Chief.

I guarantee you a new man will walk up those stairs tomorrow morning. I
will stay with him tonight. He'll be all right, his body is repairing
itself. Master Josh, you have no idea the gift you have. I was wrong about
you.  Your gift is far greater than I imagined.  I've never run into anyone
with as much potential as you have. If we can channel your gift properly,
you will perform healings that will seem like major miracles to most
folks."

We climbed the stairs to the kitchen.  We were all emotionally and
physically exhausted, including Chief.  We had some ice cream and I showed
Breed and Master Josh to the bedroom across from the Bear's Lair Will and I
had prepared for them earlier.  Master Josh was coming around and felt
better but he was still ghost white.  We all said goodnight and went to
bed.

"Do you think I should sit down there with them all night, Master Jim?" I
asked.

"No, you stay out of there. Will is fully in control of the
situation. Let's let him run with it. I'd trust that little shit with my
most valuable possessions, you or Jeb." Then he laughed. "Seriously, Beau,
I'm convinced he knows what he's doing.  I, for one, have no doubt that
he's all ready done it.  He's healed my best friend. If he thought he
needed us he would've asked.  I'll check on them just before we turn in and
see if they need anything."

"You know, Master, I agree. I felt something going through us like a
freight train. It was an incredible experience, I'm exhausted."

"Me, too, love, let's hit it." My giant held me for a few minutes, we
kissed and went into a peaceful sleep.  The likes of which neither of us
could remember. It was the most restful sleep I've ever had. He did get up
during the night and checked on them. The were both sound asleep and he
didn't disturb them.

The next day we were up early to have coffee with Chief before he took off.
Master Josh and Breed were up as well.  We just got our coffee when the
door to the dungeon opened and Master Jeb followed by Will came into the
kitchen.  Jeb wore his bathrobe, looked rosey cheeked and more alive than
either Master Jim or I could remember.

"I walked up those stairs unassisted." He beamed. "Come here, Will."  He
hugged, kissed Will and thanked him.

"Master Jeb, thank Beau, Chief, Master Jim and mostly Master Josh whom I
had to draw heavily from."

"I thank you all. Something has happened to me. I have to have faith in
Will. He assures me I'm well.  Unless this is some kind of cruel joke and I
don't think Will is capable of that." He looked at Will and smiled.  Jeb
went from man to man, hugging, thanking each for their unfailing help in
the ceremony last night.

"It will take Master Jeb several weeks to regain his total strength but
everyday he'll get better. Now, today is the day we go visit little Lyle in
the hospital."

"Can I meet you guys there after work, I'd like to meet him, too?" asked
Chief.

"You know where Queen of Angels is, Chief?"

"Yeah, I use to live within walking distance.  I can meet you in the
parking lot."

"How about Breed and I coming along?" asked Master Josh.  I looked at
Master Jim and he shook his head no, like "Don't say anything about
Yoshie."

"I don't see why not." I said and the Dungeon Master nodded approval. He
got me aside.

"You did the right thing but we should warn Yoshie that it just
happened. Do you want to call him?"

"Yes Master, I'll call him when we get back from the gym. Talk to Chief.
He knows the score. Tell him to tell Sam how this happened. We aren't
trying to set this up, it just happened." We returned from the gym and I
headed to Master Jeb's study to call Yoshie and the phone rang.  It was
Yoshie.

"Good morning, Beau. How are you?"

"Fine, Yoshie, I was about to call when the phone rang.  I guess Chief told
Sam and he called you."

"Yes. Look, you guys don't worry. This is meant to be. I still think Breed
has a good heart and he won't cause me any problems. Besides, I'm suppose
to run into him here in the ER. Your cards said so."  He laughed.

"I know but,..."

"Look, set him down and tell him the truth and then if he wants to come,
fine.  If not, then it isn't on my conscience.  It's time we forgave each
other, I don't want to live forever with pain in my heart. I need
resolution as I'm sure he does.  He has a Master now and has a totally new
outlook on things. Tell him I'd love to see him again."

"All right, Yoshie, if you think that's best."

"I do, and you have my blessing and my Master's too."

"Well see you around four-thirty."

"Good, Lyle is driving us nuts. He has improved a hundred percent and the
pain never returned.  Doctor Crane can't sing your and Will praises
enough. I think he's going to have Lyle's parents here this afternoon to
meet you guys.  Be sure you wear the nose ring. Lyle can't talk about
anything else."  He laughed as he hung up. Breed and his Master were
sitting in the kitchen having another cup of coffee with Will, Master Jeb
and the Dungeon Master.  The Dungeon Master looked at me questioningly. I
shook my head.

"Breed I have something to tell you.  I just got off the phone with Will's
doctor and he told me to be honest with you and Master Josh."

"About what, Beau?" Breed asked.

"Do you remember what Skip's Japanese name was?"

"Yeah, Yoshie Tagame, why?"

"Well, now it's Doctor Yoshie Tagame and he's Will's doctor."  Breed turned
white and started crying in his Master's arms. He told Josh how he had
tortured and abused Yoshie and love him so deeply at the same time.

"His Master is mine and Chief's boss at work.  Yoshie and I are good
friends and his father carved the block of acrylic for your cock, Master
Josh.  It was a labor of love for which he would accept no payment. When
Yoshie told him we had returned it to you and you found it beautiful, he
cried.

Yoshie harbors no ill will toward you Breed. In fact he said it's time for
resolution and to set each other free.  He's come a long way Breed and
we're all very proud of him. He graduated from med school with top honors.
He's in the intern program at Queen of Angels three months earlier than the
rest of his classmates because he had such good grades and high
recommendations from his teachers.

He loves you Breed and he knows you still love him.  You can't turn love
off and on unless you're a sociopath. I don't think you're that or you
wouldn't hurt so bad at the mention of his name. Go with us and see him
again. Say hello. Tell him you love him and you set him free.  Tell him
what you told me to tell him, that you're sorry. He understands. He said
he'd love to see you again."

"I don't think I can, Beau.  I'm so embarrassed by what I did to that man.
I'm pleased that he has become what he always wanted to be in life, a
doctor.  Good for Yoshie."

"Unless you put this ghost to rest Breed there's always gonna' be a part of
you I can't have.  As your Master I won't order you to go, it's something
you must decide on your own, but I also don't want just part of you. I want
ALL of you to love and serve me. I want you to think about that before
four-thirty because whether you go or not, I'm going to meet the man, shake
his hand and maybe even give him a big hug, if he'll allow me to.

You've come a long way, my Darlin' slave, but you have to make that final
step or you'll never be free.  It's the difference between right and wrong.
It may rip your Goddamn guts out but it's the right thing to do. If you're
so sorry about what you did to him then you need to hear yourself say the
words to him whether he accepts them or not.

>From what I've heard about the man, I don't think that will be a problem.
He sounds like a good man and someone I'd like to know. You think about it.
We all love you. Were behind you. These men may not approve of what you did
but they see you're trying to change your life and they love you."

I was shocked and delighted at his Master's words.  I thought I was gonna'
have to shut the Dungeon Master's mouth for him.  Will had no idea of the
relationship between his doctor and Breed.  He listened in
fascination. Master Jeb had tears in his eyes.

"Breed, if ever I admonished a slave to hear the words of his wise Master
it would be now." Stated the Dungeon Master. "No Master here will order you
to face Yoshie but there's really only one Master you have to answer to for
your actions on this planet.

If you don't take this opportunity to tell Yoshie it wasn't his fault and
beg his forgiveness you will forever be stuck in the here and now.  What
you and Yoshie had was a special passion that most people fine only once in
a lifetime. Some never do.

The relationship that kindled that passion is dead. It had to die for both
your sakes. It can never be again; however, the dead must be buried as
resolution for the living. Bury this, Son, so you and Yoshie may go on
living and salvage the love you had for each other in your hearts."

The Dungeon Master, my giant, my Master, my love, eloquently put to
Breed. I was more proud of my Master at that moment than for all the
ceremonies, excellent training or any of a hundred things he did well.
Breed remained silent looking down at the floor.  He didn't say a word but
turned, walked out of the room to climb the stairs to the room he and his
Master were staying in and closed the door behind him.

He lay across the bed and opened the flood gates of emotions; guilt, hurt,
rage, pain, suffering, self pity, deep passionate love for Yoshie,
sympathy, and a deep abiding need to find the strength to rebuild an
acceptable image of self worth.

He heard the quiet steps of someone's boots enter the room. His Master lay
across the bed with him, pulled his slave to him, and let him get the rest
out as his Master held him in his big compassionate, forgiving arms.  A man
who knew how to forgive, who had forgiven much in his life would now help
his slave forgive himself.



Part III ~ A Child Shall Lead Them

We got ready to leave for the hospital by three-thirty. Breed had decided
to accompany us.  He and his Master followed on their bikes.  We took
Chief's truck.  Master Jeb was feeling so much better he wanted to come too
but Will talked him into staying home and resting.  By this time Jeb was
listening to every word Will said and believing in him. Before we left Will
came to me and put a small gold chain with a small medallion on it into my
hand.

"Bless this for me, Beau."

"What are you talking about?"

"Just do as I ask, please. Close your hand over it. Close your eyes and
think the power of healing and goodness that you wish to give it to protect
someone else." I did as he asked and felt it grow hot in my hand until I
had to drop it to the floor.

"Thank you, Beau, it's now fully loaded."  Where did this kid come from?
What the hell just happened here?

"What is that and why did you ask me to do that?"

"Oh, it's just my old St. Cecilia medal I won in a piano competition when I
was a kid.  She's the patron Saint of musicians and burn victims. Now, you
have charged it with special healing and protective powers.  I plan to give
it to Lyle."  No wonder Doctor Crane ask us where we came from. This kid
knew more than any of us every dreamed.

We got to the hospital parking lot at about four-fifteen and found Chief
waiting for us.  We parked next to his bike.  Master Josh and Breed pulled
up next to him. We started to go in and we were missing one person.  Breed
stayed behind. His Master walked back as we all turned to watch.

"Aren't you coming, slave?" His Master asked.

"No, Sir, I'll stay here and watch the bikes."  Master Josh shook his head
and rejoined us.

"I'm not going to force him to come." said Josh.

"No, you're right, Josh, it has to be his decision." Reenforced my
Master. Yoshie saw us right away and came to greet us. We hugged and kissed
him.  He wasn't the least shy about it.  Then we introduced Josh Cochran to
Yoshie.  Josh took Yoshie's hand and looked him in the eye.

"Fuck! A handshake ain't gonna' get it, is it, Son?"  With that they threw
their arms around each other and Josh cried in Yoshie's arms. Yoshie held
him tight and shed a few, too.

"And, Chief!" Yoshie exclaimed as he threw his arms around Chief's neck to
hug and kiss him. "It's great to see you again, thanks for coming. Lyle has
five or six books in his room on American Indians and the different
tribes."

"Where is your handsome slave, Master Josh?" Yoshie asked.

"He wouldn't come in. He's out there with the bikes." He apologized.

"Come gentlemen, let me take you up to the children's ward. One entire
floor will be grateful you're here.  Lyle has driven everyone nuts as to
when you were coming.

Every thirty minutes he wanted to know when his giant was coming with Will
and Beau-ring? He calls Beau, Beau-ring. I don't find you the least boring,
Dear." Everyone laughed at Yoshie's joke. We got off the elevator and
approached Lyle's room.  Lyle's granddad, Doctor Crane, walked out, saw us
and his face lit up like Sunday morning.

"Gentlemen!" he shook our hands and hugged Will, "and these two fine
looking gentlemen would be?"

"Doctor, allow me introduce my platoon leader in Vietman, Mr. Joshua
Cochran." Doctor Crane immediately made the connection and took Josh's
hand.

"Welcome, Mr. Cochran, you are indeed welcome. Thank you so much for
coming, Sir."

"Please, Doctor, Josh is fine."

"Thank's, Josh, there's one little boy in that room that is driving us
nuts."  He and Yoshie laughed.

"Allow me to introduce my fellow corpsman in Nam to you, Doctor Crane. This
is Chief James Redfeather.  We call him Chief." He shook Chief's hand and
was wowed that Chief was a real Indian Chief.

"My grandson has eight books on American Indians. He has all the names of
the tribes memorized, Chief.  He will fall in love with you
immediately. Thanks for coming."

"And you, young man," he spoke to Will, "were quite correct in your
prognosis.  If all goes well and I don't see why it won't, Lyle will be out
of here by the end of next week. I'm no longer skeptic. I know it's because
of your intervention and I can't thank you enough. His parents should be
here at any moment."  The elevator opened and Lyle's mom and dad walked
off.

"Ah, Grace and Tom.  Tom's my Son, Gentlemen. Grace and Tom Crane I'd like
you to meet the two gentlemen responsible for Lyle's speedy recovery. This
is Mr. Will Blake and Mr. Beau James.  The big gentleman is Mr. Jim Johnson
and this is Mr. Josh Cochran. This fine looking tall gentleman is Chief
Redfeather." Tom Crane shook all our hands but it wasn't enough for
Mrs. Crane she had to hug each of us and cried as she hugged Will and me.

"Dad assures us of your healing gifts and we're most grateful. You're all
are welcome in our home anytime, gentlemen."  Will took the lead and spoke
for all of us.

"We were glad to help Mr. and Mrs. Crane. None of us could stand to see
that beautiful little boy in pain.  How's he doing?"  We heard a little
voice behind us screaming,

"Will, Beau, Big Jim!" and tiny little legs running as fast as they would
carry him leaped into my Master's big arms.  He hugged Big Jim, kissed him
on the cheek and Big Jim kissed him back.

"You said you'd come to see me and you did. I told them all you would."
said Lyle.

"How's our favorite little person today?" Master Jim asked Lyle. Lyle
lowered his voice.

"A lot better since you're here, Big Jim.  I love you, Big Jim, I know why
Will and Beau love you, too."

"You do? Well, I love you, too, Scamp." Master Jim replied.

"I have to say hello to Beau and Will and who else have you brought to
visit me?  He next ran to me, hugged and kissed me. Then he ran to Will and
whispered,

"I saved the best for last, Will." as he hugged and kissed him. "Now who
are these two motorcycle riders that have such a kind faces?"

"Lyle Crane this is a close friend of mine Mr. Josh Cochran." Lyle took his
hand and then jumped into Josh's arms, hugged and kissed him, too.

"Any friend of Will's, Beau's and my giant's is a friend of mine."

"I heard so much about you Lyle, I had to come and see for myself if all
they said was true and, they were right, you are a charmer." Josh chided
him.  Everyone laughed.

"Lyle, this gentleman here is a very special friend of ours. His name is
Chief Jim Redfeather." Lyle's eyes got enormous as he struggled to get free
of Josh's arms.  He ran to Chief, jumped in his arms, hugged and kissed him
looked him in the eye an spoke to Chief.

"Yavapie, right, Chief?" Our mouths dropped open and his parents looked at
us.

"Now, how'd you know that?" Chief barely got out, he was so stunned.

"You mean he was right, Chief?" Dr. Crane asked.

"Dead on, right!"

"Easy!" said Lyle, "You're tall and handsome. Equals Yavapie! One of the
finest looking tribe of people there are." Chief picked up on Lyle's use of
the word 'people' to mean Indians.

"Why, thank you, Sprout." said Chief as he too kissed Lyle on the cheek. He
got down from Chief's arms and ran back to Josh.

"Hold me, Mr. Josh, please!" Josh didn't hesitate to pick him up in his big
arms.

 "Can we please get back in your room, young man." His grandfather scolded
in mock sternness. Josh carried Lyle back into his room and set him on his
bed.

"Will, Mr. Josh has the same touch as you only stronger."

"Then you can feel it, Lyle?"

"Oh, sure, I'll never forget your touching me and how it felt as long as I
live and he has the same touch but his is bigger."

"Then, will you please tell him, Lyle.  I've been trying to tell him for
the last week that his gift is stronger than mine."

"Oh, it is, Mr. Josh! Would you please hold me again for a little while?"
Josh looked at his grandfather who nodded his approval.  Josh sat on the
bed and took Lyle in his lap and put his arms around him. Will watched and
smiled at Lyle.

"Take what you need and send the rest back to him, Lyle. I think you can do
that now. Do you know what I'm talking about?"

"Oh, yes, Will, I can feel it. It's sort of like drinking through my skin
and I only have to take as much as I need to stop being thirsty, right?"

"You're exactly right, young man.  Now, I have something for you."  Will
reached in his levis pocket and brought out the chain with the medallion
and placed it in Lyle's hand.

"This is an old medal I won years ago in a piano competition. It's a
St. Cecilia Medal. The patron Saint of musician's and burn victims.  I want
you to wear it until you get well. Then I want you to pass it on to another
child who is a burn victim for him or her to wear until they are healed and
so on.  You give it to them with the understanding they must pass it on,
too."

"Oh, I will, Will! Can you put it own for me?"  Will slipped it gently over
Lyle's small neck and it looked quite handsome on him.  His mother and
father beamed and were wowed by Will's gift.

"Is he getting too heavy to hold, Josh?" Tom Crane asked.

"No, Sir, he's fine!  He has a little more he wants and needs to take from
me. I can feel it now. I thought these guys were nuts. Didn't believe in
this at all.  Now, I'm a believer. I can actually feel him 'drinking' from
me. He said it best. That's exactly how it feels, right, Buddy?"

"Yes, Sir, Mr. Josh, I'm not gonna' have any scars or anything am I?"

"I don't think so, Son, but you'd better ask Will for sure."

"He knows how he's using it. He's applying it to the right areas and I
doubt he'll have very little scaring or none."

Lyle's parents couldn't believe what was happening before their own
eyes. Doctor Crane had never seen it in action so easily observed. There
was no hocus-pocus to this. It was a real exchange of energy, a healing
energy that might, somehow, be measured.

"Will, Mr Cochran, how can we ever thank you? Big Jim, Beau, Chief, Josh?
You must come for an afternoon and let us do a barbeque patio thing.  We'd
love to have you.

"We'd love to if we can find the time, Sir." said Big Jim.

"I've had enough, Mr. Josh. Thank you for holding me and giving to me and I
hope your slave feels better."  Josh looked at Lyle and smiled. Lyle's
parents looked at him and gasped.  Doctor Crane caught their eye and shook
his head not to respond.  He would explain later, if he could.

"Did that come through, little one?"

"Yes, Sir, but don't worry. Doctor Yoshie's out side by your bike right now
talking to him. They're gonna' be fine, Master Josh.  Promise me something,
Sir?"

"What's that, Son!"

"Please don't call yourself Captain Nemo anymore, you're much more than
that because I love you. Josh picked up Lyle, hugged and kissed him.

"I promise, I won't and I love you, too, Scamp.  Thank you, Lyle, I'll
never forget you."

"Take care of yourself and your slave, Master Josh. Get him a ring for his
nose, he deserves it.  He was right, that's the perfect place for it."
Lyle winked at Josh.

"I will get him a ring, Darlin'! I will, I promise."  Josh Cochran had
tears running down his face and had to get out of the room.  We said our
goodbyes and left.  Lyle didn't want Big Jim to go.

"Big Jim, I love you, I always will."

"I'll always love you, too, Lyle, now you get better quick."  Lyle's
parents and grandfather walked us to the door.

"I know it's a lot to ask but may I call on you gentlemen from time to time
if we have some hopeless case where we can get parental consent to try
alternative healing measures."

"I'll try, Doc, but you know me pretty well by now. I'll be honest with
what I can do and what I can't."

"I know, Will, and that was one of the first things that made me want you
to look at Lyle was your honesty.  I noticed you didn't try to lie to him
either and you were right not to.  He wouldn't have trusted you if you had.
Kids know in an instant when they are being given the run around."

"I'd be glad to help, Doctor Crane, if Will and Beau will teach me more
about how to use my gift. I'm glad I came today.  Your grandson taught me
more in thirty minutes than a life time of explaining would ever get
through. That's one bright kid, Doc!  You should be very proud of him."

Doctor Crane got tears in his eyes, thanked us all, and then excused
himself. We walked to the parking lot and there was Breed and Yoshie
sitting on the grass their arms around each other's shoulders laughing
their heads off. They had closed the gap. They could go on now and become
friends.  They still loved each other very much.  The old Breed died,
Yoshie and the new Breed were now friends.  Breed's Master couldn't be
happier.  He hugged Yoshie and thanked him and his dad for the beautiful
carving work.

"I only hope to thank him in person one day, Yoshie!" Yoshie and Breed
kissed in front of God, everybody and the hospital.  Yoshie didn't give a
shit and by this time he could do no wrong in the eyes of the staff at the
hospital.  Not only could he heal he had friends who could heal as well.

Yoshie established himself quickly as one of the foremost authorities on
emergency medicine. Doctor Crane and his family sent Christmas Cards for
years with photos of Lyle and is little sister Ruth. Doctor Crane continued
to use Will and Josh's help on critical patients for years.

They never failed to pull a child from the brink of death and the child
would heal almost over night. They never charged a penny for their time or
healing. Josh quickly learned to use his gift. It didn't replace his dick
but it gave him a new, stronger identity as to who he was and his
relationship with his Master who gave him his gift.

We never figured out how little Lyle knew those things about Josh.  It
didn't matter, Josh took the child's words to heart and understood that God
speaks to us in the most wonderful and mysterious of ways. He never again
referred to himself as Captain Nemo. Lyle was right, he was much more than
nothing.

Breed grew and was his Master's right hand. He and Josh were
inseparable. His love and respect for his Master grew over the years. Breed
took being a slave to a new level of dignity.  He became a model for all
would be young slaves to emulate.

He was devoted to his Master and proud to be his slave. He wore his
Master's cock in his ass for years and swore, with his Master's permission,
he would be buried with it.  I never heard a conversation within our family
concerning the question how Breed and his Master might have sex.  It didn't
matter as long as they were happy and they were.  They became one of the
most successful Master/slave relationships in our family.

Josh Cochran and Will kept our family healthy.  If someone was ill they
came to a family function and either Will, Josh or both would see to their
needs. Doc Dan, who later became a family member, was amazed by their gifts
and used them many times to help some person in great need. They never said
'no.'  Will, Josh, Breed, Zack, Beryl and Blaine all became the central hub
or core of the family. They were forever having a family get together and
everybody came.  It was party time.

Bull and Charlie adopted an abandoned, little, white haired, blue eyed two
year old boy someone left on their doorstep one night.  They didn't really
adopt him, they just kept him. No one returned for him, and they raised him
as their own.

Slow them down? Not a bit!  They brought the kid to all the family
functions and he ran around nude with his slave dad Charlie. Climbed up
into more big, loving men's laps, got petted, loved and played with more
than any kid on the west coast.

He grew up straighter than a board, became a noted dentist, had six kids
and brought his wife and kids to all the family functions. The kids loved
it. The minute they got there their clothes came off. They cried because
they had to put them back on to go home.

Their dad couldn't wait to get his clothes off either.  He was a fine
looking man and love to run around nude with the rest of the family. He
grew up that way. He was comfortable. He was well adjusted, happy and his
kids were, too.  They were well behaved and mannerly. He figured if his
slave dad Charlie had good manners it was okay for him and his kids to have
a few.

He loved Bull and Charlie with a passion no Son has ever had for his
parents. They were pretty fond and proud of him, too. They never knew his
real name but they gave him the name Bill.  Bull's last name was Dagget. So
he became William or Bill Dagget.

The family had other ideas. Big Beryl immediately gave him the nickname
'Whitey' because of his platinum hair and fair skin. No one ever call him
Bill except Bull and Charlie. It was always Whitey. He carried that
nickname all his life and was proud of it.

On the way back from the hospital I was kind of sad and didn't pay
attention to where we were going until we turned up the hill to my Master's
house in Silverlake. Nothing was said to me. Big Jim pulled in Master
Earl's carport.

My Master came out to greet us in his uniform, to Will's delight.  We went
in and Will, Breed and I went though the ritual with him. He had dinner for
us and Master Jim excused himself and Will to get back to Mt.  Washington
to see about Master Jeb.

Master Josh, Breed and Chief left with the Dungeon Master and Will.  They
left me with my Master. He had to work the next day but the Dungeon Master
was gonna' pick me up on his way to the gym.

He had arranged this with his brother so we could have one quality night
before my weekend away from the family. I loved that big man and knew why
little Lyle instantly loved him. He was a good hearted, kind, thoughtful
man. He knew I needed my Master that evening and he saw to it that we were
together. My Master needed me, too.

I got fucked or rode him five times that night. It was like we couldn't get
enough of each other or we were stocking our love up for winter. I will
always remember the urgency we both had that night. A fear that went
unspoken that maybe, just maybe, our hopes, dreams, and plans for all these
months were not going to turn out the way we planned.

Master Earl kept telling me to have faith in Wes.  He hadn't trained Wes to
become the slave he was to let his Master down at this point.  I tried hard
but even after all the miraculous things I'd seen happen in the last three
months it was difficult. I'd always been led right up to the candy dish,
only to be told I couldn't have any.  I was use to it. I accepted it.  Why
should this be any different?

I lay in the arms of a man who had infinite love for me that night.  His
whole being projected his need and love for me.  I didn't dare weep lest he
wake and hear me again. I lay there with the soft warm summer breeze
drifting in from the patio and I heard the wee small voice I had heard all
those months ago in the desert laying next to my giant at Beryl and
Blaine's: "Trust your Masters, your faith will be rewarded. Love will show
you the way." I slept peaceful in the arms of love, the generous arms of my
Master.



End of Chapter 28
The Ties That Bind
Copyright 2003 Waddie Greywolf
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