Date: Thu, 21 Dec 2006 04:17:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Deep Diver <deepdiver_pr@yahoo.com>
Subject: Danny's Rehab Program - Chapter 15

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Emmanuel just looked up into his own head.  He was feeling somewhat
nervous.  This was the first time that Sammy had taken him out of the house
and he wasn't sure what to expect or what it would mean to do whatever this
guy told him.  When they arrived at the 'John's' place.  Sammy just pointed
at the door and told Emmanuel he'd better be ready at 2 a.m. if he didn't
want his ass leathered. Emmanuel got out of the car and walked up to the
nice suburban house with a nervous feeling gripping his stomach as he rang
the bell.  As soon as the door opened, Sammy drove off.

Sammy's New Business - Chapter 15

During the day, the funeral director had delivered and installed the
headstone for Danny's grave.  The inscription read, 'Master Daniel freed
his slaves through love.'  That night Gerson was feeling somewhat depressed
and slept alone.  Around 2 a.m., he felt someone get into his bed and spoon
him.  An arm came around his upper body and caressed him.  A gentle voice
whispered in his ear.  "I love you, and miss you."  Gerson's eyes opened
with a start.  He knew that voice, he knew that touch.  Gerson moved the
hand up to his lips and kissed the hand of the master.

"But how..." Gerson began to ask when he was interrupted.

"Shh.  Don't wake the others."  Danny said gently.

Gerson turned to him and they kissed and hugged so tightly that he feared
he would choke.  Then be broke the kiss and inhaled deeply and started
covering Danny with hundreds of small kisses.  He rolled over on top of
Danny and they began grinding into one another in a frenzy of sexual
passion.  Their bodies seemed to become as one as they pressed harder and
harder into each other.  The joy that Gerson was experiencing was so
overwhelming that he could not pull himself back from the edge and his
orgasm exploded between their hot sweaty bodies now joined by his cum.
Gerson was so contented that he drifted off into a wonderful dream as Danny
held him in a protective embrace.

               * *

A few days earlier, Emmanuel was waiting at the front door of the house
where Sammy had dropped him off with orders to do as he was told.  The door
opened and there stood a middle-aged man of around 45.  He was invited
inside by this overweight man.  While not grossly fat, he was clearly not
what one could describe as an attractive man.

"Come in Nick, I have been expecting you.  You may call me Master Reese.
Please take off that dreadful overcoat."

Emmanuel did not feel comfortable removing his overcoat as yet, since he
was naked underneath and hadn't even gotten accustomed to this unfamiliar
environment, but he knew that he had to obey and so he slowly undid the
buttons and removed the coat.

"Oh my God, you are more beautiful in person than in your picture.  Usually
it's the other way around.  Many guys put up touched-up pictures of
themselves or of when they were younger.  You, however, are truly
gorgeous," Reese said.  Emmanuel blushed.  Then Reese put a blindfold over
his eyes and led him down into the basement.

Once downstairs, Reese got Emmanuel into a harness that was hanging from
the ceiling.  His wrists were secured to the harness as well as his ankles,
immobilizing him; Reese would have access to any part of his body.
Emmanuel was feeling very anxious not knowing what perverted plans this
older master had waiting for him.  Then Reese began moving his fingers over
Emmanuel's skin.  He ran them through his chest hair, then moved them
gingerly down his treasure trail.

Emmanuel began to relax as his master's friend felt up and down his body.
These gentle caresses began having an affect on him and he could feel
himself responding.  His cock began to swell with blood as he became more
and more sexually excited.  Then he felt Reese move his head to one side
and felt the tip of Reese's penis moving over his lips.  He knew by his
training that he should soon begin licking the swollen gland floating over
his lips, so he extended his tongue.  He licked and sucked hoping this
would be the worst that the Reese fellow would require of him.  After about
twenty minutes of servicing the master with his mouth, the man pulled away.
When he came back he pushed a baby bottle into Emmanuel's mouth.

"Nick, suck it!" Reese commanded.

Emmanuel felt terrorized.  He had no idea what this pervert might be
offering him.  Was it urine, liquor or perhaps some drug?  He was so scared
that he pulled his head back and away, dislodging the bottle and gritted
his teeth shut to stop Reese from re-inserting the bottle in his mouth.

"So you do not trust me?"  Reese asked.  "Let me see if I can encourage
your trust."  Emmanuel then felt Reese putting a dildo up his butt hole.
It was a rather thin one, and although uncomfortable, Emmanuel's ass had
been trained to take far thicker.  It entered him easily since it was well
lubricated; but then it began to expand inside him.  Apparently it was
connected to some sort of pump and it was slowly growing inside his innards
and causing him more and more discomfort.

"I will stop pumping just as soon as you tell me you are willing to try my
potion."  Reese said sadistically.

'Oh God,' Emmanuel was thinking. 'Which was going to be worse?  Allow this
thing ballooning in his rectum to continue or to drink that unknown
solution?'

          * * *

Out at the ranch, Kevin was having a conversation with his dad.  They were
working in the garden.  Tom felt so relaxed planting the seeds of various
spices; it was so different from the huge business deals he was used to
supervising.  He gently placed a few seeds along the rows that his son had
prepared.  There was something wonderfully marvellous about working
together with his son.  No tension, no rush, gently handling the seeds and
engaging in an easy conversation with the most important man in his life.
He felt that finally his dream had come true.

"Kevin, I have done some very important things in my life, but none of them
compare to the joy I feel working here with you right now."  Tom said
lovingly.

"Dad.  I'm sorry.  There is nothing more in the world that I ever wanted
than to be accepted by you.  And now that you are here and I am so grateful
for all you did and do for me, something still holds me back.  When I hug
you, I also feel an anger inside for all those years without your
affection.  I sometimes want to strike out at you for all those years that
I felt so worthless in your sight."  Kevin confessed.

"Kevin, I know what it means to have ambivalent feelings.  I deserve your
anger.  I accept your anger.  I let my fear, my bigotry, my homophobia, get
between you and me.  I thought that the worst thing that could happen to a
man was to become homosexual or to have a gay son.  I even thought that it
would be better if you were dead.  I was taught so much hate by those who
pretend to teach love and forgiveness and I almost let that fear and hate
destroy us.  If you feel angry I understand.  I, too, am very angry with
our sick society that so easily sacrifices the lives of some very special
young men in the name of righteousness.  Kevin, I want you to hit me."

"What?  I can't hit you, I love you too much."  Kevin protested.

"Kevin, we need to get beyond our anger.  Hit me!"

"No dad, I am not going to hit you."  Kevin stated emphatically.

Tom then slapped Kevin in the face, "Hit me you little pansy!  Hit me
hard."  Tom goaded Kevin

Kevin began to cry, "No, no, don't make me hit you. Stop it. STOP!"  But
Tom kept on slapping his son until Kevin turned red with anger and finally
exploded with a powerful punch into Tom's abdomen.  Tom doubled over and
Kevin's fist caught his jaw on the up swing and then Kevin began to pummel
his dad with an endless series of punches.  Tom did not try to defend
himself, he just blocked the jabs he could with his arms and he continued
to torment his son.

"Hit me you damn weakling."  Tom yelled

The others heard the commotion and came running out of the kitchen just in
time to see Kevin slam a punch so hard into Tom that it knocked him out.
When Kevin saw his father lying on the ground, unmoving, he got so
frightened.  It brought back visions of Danny sprawled on the ground dying.
He fell to his knees and grabbed his father and began rocking him in his
arms repeating, "I'm so sorry, forgive me, forgive me."

Tom eventually opened his sore, swollen eye and looked up at his beautiful
son's face and said, "When the hell did you get so damn strong?  That
hurts!"

Everyone felt relieved and began to smile.  Finally, Kevin could embrace
his dad without feeling resentment at the same time.  Then they all went
into the kitchen to have some iced tea

The radio was on and the world news commentator was saying, "The Archbishop
of Canterbury has criticised universities for reprimanding Christian Unions
over their stance on homosexuality.  Writing in the Times Higher Education
Supplement, Dr Rowan Williams accused Student Unions of fearing an 'open
argument.'  His comments come after Christian Unions in Exeter, Birmingham
and Edinburgh have been prohibited from using university faculties and in
some cases from being recognised as a club because of alleged
discrimination towards non-Christians and gay people."

Everyone got real quiet and listened to the news item.  The archbishop was
quoted as saying that in a democracy all sides should have the opportunity
to express their point of view and that it was undemocratic not to allow
discussion on the issue.

Jer sneered and said, "Just listen to that hypocrisy!  When has a churchman
ever invited opposing views on gays to be discussed in the Church?"

Paco replied, "Well, in my church we do not condemn homosexuals, only
homosexual acts."

Jimmy reacted, "Oh yeah, like its OK to be gay, just not to be a practising
gay!  That's an easy distinction to grasp.  They say to be celibate you
need a special charisma or gift from God, but a gay man having or not
having the 'gift' can't ever have sex without it being a sin, even if he is
in a loving and committed relationship!"

"Well the Bible does condemn homosexuality!"  countered Paco.

"It does, and it also supports slavery and war not to mention capital
punishment and infanticide.  When are intelligent people going to
understand the difference between a moral guide which the Bible is and a
legal code which the Bible isn't.  As a guide it's imperfect and that can
be seen by the fact that books were added over the millennium in order to
bring people to a higher ethical awareness.  Put on track by the Bible we
come to see that women are not their husband's possessions and share in the
same dignity and rights, that slavery based on racism is evil, that no war,
not even over religion can be a just war, and even though the Bible
supports the rights of kings that democracy is even better!"  Jimmy
preached.

"Wow, that was a mouthful."  Jer interjected.

"Its just so ironic that some people say that the Old Testament is
insufficient and then quote it so blithely."  Jimmy added.

"What about slavery?"  Kevin asked.

"I don't know about slavery as a moral question.  But when I was free, I
was a slave to my job.  Some of you were slaves to your addictions.  Some
of us just aren't ready or able to handle freedom.  I think we are all
slaves.  But if we can be lucky enough to have a master like Danny who
taught us to love rather than hate, to give pleasure rather than take
pleasure, to commit ourselves rather than run from commitment somehow or
other we earn our freedoms."  Tom said wisely as Gerson entered the room.

"Gerson, you don't look so good today.  You look like you've seen a ghost."
Bobby who hadn't said anything so far, finally spoke.

"Oh, sorry.  I had a dream last night that Danny was back.  It even ended
in a wet dream.  When I woke and he wasn't next to me, I went into a funk."
Gerson said.

"Yeah, the same thing happened to me."  Kevin said.

"Me too," added Dean.  The three stared at each other in awe..

"Anyway guys, I spoke to Sammy and we will be getting a new trainee
tomorrow."

           * * *

In the city, Emmanuel in his harness was discovering the ecstasy of riding
the fine line between pain and pleasure.  Emmanuel had opted to drink the
liquid; and then Reese lifted his blindfold to show him the contents: it
looked like urine.  Then Reese pushed the nipple into Emmanuel's mouth
again; he was expecting urine and wanted to escape from this horrid
situation.  But when he tasted the golden liquid, he found that it was iced
tea mixed with liquor.  It actually tasted rather pleasant and helped to
relax him.

Reese had lubricated his pecs and put a plastic cylinder over his teat and
then pumped the air out of the cylinder.  His teat expanded up into the
cylinder filling it about one third.  There was some pain, but that was
short-lived.  He then did the same to the opposite teat.  When both
cylinders were clinging to Emmanuel's nipples, Reese began to tweak them
with his fingers the movement caused short bursts of pain, followed by
unexpected throbs of pleasure.  Reese sometimes tweaked them several times
in rapid succession and observed Emmanuel's entire body become rigid.

"Aye iiiii," he would almost scream and then.... "Ahh, that feels so good,"
Emmanuel repeated as Reese kept him on the edge.  Emmanuel's cock was fully
gorged and he was yearning for release.  But once again Reese would flick
the cylinders with his fingers and drive Emmanuel crazy with the waves of
pleasure flowing from his pecs to his groin.  Emmanuel began to suspect
that in some way these new sensations caused to his teats must be something
like what a woman feels when her lover teases her breasts.

Reese then moved between Emmanuel's thighs and put his lips to Emmanuel's
cock It was so sensitized that he bucked in the harness.  Then Reese
removed the dildo from Emmanuel's butt hole and penetrated him with his six
inch straight cock.  He began fucking his captive and periodically tweaked
the cylinders on his nipples.  Emmanuel was soon in a semi-conscious state
on overdrive through lust and ecstasy.  They both came simultaneously for
the first time that night it would occur twice more for each before the 2
a.m. deadline. When 2 a.m. came Reese released Emmanuel, gave him a one
hundred dollar tip, handed him his coat and showed him out the door just as
Sammy arrived to pick him up.

"So, how was it?"  Sammy asked out of curiosity. "Incredible, simply
incredible.  Thank you Master for sharing me with your friend."  Emmanuel
replied. Sammy's mouth fell open.  He could not imagine what had occurred
that had left his boy toy so contented.

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