Good Counsul?

By: Rod
(© 2010 by the author)

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Chapter 17

"This is your first instruction as to the appropriate behavior which you will follow from now on," stated the instructor as he began the class. Dan had been pulled from his cell and escorted to the stark classroom early in the morning.  Seated on the bench type seat a chain had been attached to the ring PA in his dick securing him well to his seat.  His occasional flare-ups of temper had been addressed with shocks from his collar and he was quickly learning that little to no lee way would be allowed in what was expected. One minor step out of line, one comment astray, or one word when silence was expected brought about a sharp reminder from his collar.  He sat with rapt attention to what was being said as he finally realized that anything he was told and did not follow would only lead to pain.

"We will review a number of required positions, appropriate responses to questions and a review of rules.  Following this you will be removed to another area where you will practice each of these and be drilled in all topics covered. Improper response in action or verbalization will be quickly corrected and will only serve to extend your practice time," continued the instructor.

For the next hour a combination of slides, physical demonstrations and lecturing took place.  Dan only hoped that he could avoid further pain by remembering each aspect they covered, but felt there were just so many little points, he couldn't believe he would ever remember all of them.  Besides, his entire body still ached from the encounter of the previous day.  No matter how he tried to sit, or move, even with the limitation of being restrained by his dick, he could not find a position that would in any way relieve his discomfort.  It was inhumane; he thought to be subjected to this, to be humiliated in such a way.  Of all means to restrain someone; to use a ring through the end of his dick and then attach it to a chain that fastened him to a bench, how humiliating.  If he so much as started to appear not to be paying attention he would feel a tingle from his collar.  The first time it was just a reminder and he almost paid little attention to it, but in successive times it grew stronger each time.  By the third time he received a reminder it was painful and got the point across, he would pay very close attention to what was being said.

As he was lead to the second half of his morning instruction he found himself paired up with a guard who reminded him of his son Mars.  The guard's age, appearance and even demeanor were so much like Mars he felt like it was his son in front of him.  How could this be?  He always was so much stronger than his son, after all, his son was a fag and he was a man, but now the tables were turned, the guard in front of him had the little remote control in his hand that controlled his collar.  No matter how much stronger he might be this wimp had control over him.  As the instructor barked out each position the inmates had to assume that position.  If the position was incorrect or they took too long to position themselves they would be corrected.  For many of the men that meant a blow of the cane or a tawse, but for Dan that meant a shock from his collar.  He was thankful that his skin was not being assaulted with the cane or tawse as he was covered with welts all over from his time with the whip master, but the collar was just as devastating and dealt out more pain than he wished to endure.  Unfortunately he had no choice; he would do as expected or feel the wrath.  He worked as hard as he could to satisfy this overseer.  As the session progressed he found himself better able to respond properly to his instructions and as each was repeated over and over he began to see how automatic they could become if he put his full attention to it.  With the pain that could be dealt him from his collar he had the sincerest reason to pay his full attention.

What he did not know was that the guard so closely monitoring his actions was actually Mars.  Mars had been given the opportunity to participate and had jumped at the chance.  His instructions were to not say a single word.  He would only stand in observation and hold a remote device.  A camera would actually be trained on his father and an experienced guard was observing every movement and actually controlling the pain being administered.  A part of the psychological treatment they wanted to imprint on Dan's mind was that now his son would have power over him.  They only felt that in order to establish this, Dan must correlate the similarity in appearance to a son who, by his doing he had not seen for almost two years and though the similarity was to be established, they did not want him to realize at this time that the man was actually Mars.  This would be a later devastation to increase Dan's situation at the proper stage of time.

Mars played his part well and gave no recognition of his father.  As he observed him throughout the exercise he maintained a steady composure, he neither smiled nor overly frowned, he held a very non-descript detached look, never showing approval with correct responses or delight when pain was administered.  He was a perfect example of justice being blind.  Dan could get no reading of this guards feeling but concentrated only on providing the proper responses in order to avoid the shocks.

As the session ended another guard escorted Dan away and Mars returned to the company of the Craig.

"That was unbelievable!" stated Mars as he approached Craig. "Never in my life have I seen my father been so willing to take instruction, he would have decked me then tried to kill me if I had stood in front of him before."

`That's probably true, but with what he has gone through so far and the collar that can administer shocks of various degrees he has learned that he will do as told and can not do as he once might have.  You did very well in not letting him actually know who you are. That was quite a performance I can't believe you managed it.  Your emotions must have been tearing you apart," said Craig.

"It was difficult, but then each time I felt I might lose it, I thought about what you had told me the plan was, and then about my Mother and Aunt and what he had done and how he felt so justified in doing so and I just wanted to pull it off so bad.  I had always loved him, I only wanted his love, but when I came out to him he turned on me and wanted to kill me.  I can't understand why.  Glenn's father is so much the same, fortunately he didn't try to physically murder him, but he may as well have when he sent him out like he did."

"Mars, I don't understand how a father can feel that way towards his son either.  Whether the father may be straight, bi, or gay, his son is his son, there should still be a certain level of love that should supersede any other feelings and provide for acceptance.  Unfortunately there are all too many males in this world who after being raised by seemingly loving fathers and mothers when it becomes known that they are gay the parent or parents do a complete about face and treat them worse than a stranger on the street.  In many cases as you have seen with Glenn it can  happen when the teen is still too young to be on their own and they can be forced to do just that; go out on their own and with the problems today end up addicted, infected with AIDS and even dead.  These throw a ways are really an embarrassment to our society.  They say it takes a village to raise a child; it is just a pity that our society doesn't pay more attention to that and do something about it. Provide more support for the child and more encouragement in whatever form necessary to correct the erring parent or parents.  Your father has committed a crime and instead of letting the usual law enforcement handle it we have intervened.  That may not be right by some standards but, it another way, we are carrying out what society should do. Dan will pay for what he has done, but not with a quick lethal injection or on the other hand, through the fancy footwork or some lawyers a stroll through the park before he goes free to go on and perpetrate his hatred.  Instead he will live probably a long life, remembering each and every day what he has done, and with the training he will receive, it won't be long before he will put himself into a hell on earth that will make him live to regret his actions.  There is a great possibility that he will learn to accept you, and in doing so his loss will be even greater when he realizes it and his inability to enjoy the type of relationship with you that both of you deserved."

"What do you have in store for him now?" asked Mars.

"His next training will begin with exercises to build his body, we find that as the inductees build their bodies they reduce health problems, and build a better self-worth.  As they go through the training they will be introduced to man to man sex.  In a case such as your father he will reject it completely at first.  In the beginning it is used to take away the self ownership and emphasize that he is now the property of someone else.  As he experiences various types of pain the only pleasure will be in the form of the sex he will participate in.  At first he will receive blow jobs and with ample preparation will be fucked.  But each step will be done in a tender enough way in his case that it will be the only pleasure that he will experience.  This will cause him to gradually accept it and long for it.  At some point he will be struck with the realization that all that he has condemned in the past is now the only part of his life that brings him any pleasure.  When he has that revelation he will change totally.  From there it will be much easier for him to accept  your situation and the realization of what he has done will start to lay heavily on his mind,  he will want your forgiveness and may even ask for you to participate in sex with him as a sign of that forgiveness and a demonstration of his sincerity.  Whether or not you choose to do so will be at your discretion.  Just how long it will take is hard to say but I will tell you that as we speak, your father has had his morning breakfast and has moved on to his physical conditioning.  Bill is personally handling his training and I guarantee there is none better."

"I hate to see all of this happen but he brought it on himself.  Now that I've seen what is happening with him I know I can feel safe to go on with my life.  The question now is where do I go from here?  What about Glenn?" asked Mars.

"Glenn is just over 16 and I realize the attachment the two of you have.  I'm having Don with Ted's assistance, look into the legal situation with Glenn and with any luck I think we can come up with an angle that should allow us to take over guardianship of him.  As we said, you need to finish the semester at the school where you are now and then I would recommend that you transfer to the same one the rest of the guys are enrolled in.  That would allow you to move in with them and finish your education.  Money is not a problem, we will see to it that everything is taken care of. Besides, there is a certain amount of an estate that will be created due to the loss of your Mother and her home.  There will not be any proceeds from your father's supposed death as fortunately in his mental state he had let any policies he had lapse.  It would be insurance fraud to try to collect them anyway as we know he is not dead."

"But what is Glenn to do, even if you do get guardianship then what?" asked Mars.

"That is something we are going to have to sit down and discuss, there are two options as I see it.  First of all he could remain here and be enrolled in school, when he finishes he could go on to the same university you will be attending, of course by that time you may be finished.   The second would be for him to be allowed to join the rest of you guys in the house there and go to a local high school. I would see that one of the staff would be responsible for him but it could present a difficult situation with him being under eighteen years of age."

"I understand, we'll have to call a pow-wow and discuss it between all of us I wouldn't want the other guys to live with a situation they would be uncomfortable with on our account.  Since if he did go with us to school he would be living with them as well I think everyone has a say, and I'd like to know just how they feel.  What about in the mean time while I am finishing the semester?"

"Monday morning Don and Ted are going to get on the problem and see what can be done, for now I think it would be best if Glenn stayed here at the mansion till everything can be sorted out.  With the rest of the guys gone I think Rainbow really enjoys his presence and it appears Glenn has taken a shine to Rainbow as well."

"Yeah, Glenn is a sucker for any animal, if it weren't for our financial situation and the fact that my landlord would have kicked me out I'm sure he would have a dog at home by now.  He tried to once but it caused such a problem and we did almost get evicted that we ended up finding another home for Elmo, a stray he wanted to take in."

"That seems to fit.  Glenn is a very interesting young man.  I also feel that from what you have told me, the time he could spend here could be used to be sure he has no after effects from any drugs he may have taken.  Just as the situation with alcohol, once a person has become addicted they will always have a problem with the substance of choice, we need to ensure that he is physically over any effects and has the support to stay away from it from now on.  We could look at the next month or so as his final detox period.  That result could also influence whether or not he could stay with the rest of you in the house."

"I understand and you make a lot of sense, I just hope he will understand it the same way."

"He's a very bright young man I think with the proper information he will be able to make the wisest choice.  I know he will want to follow you and therefore follow his heart but that might be just the incentive he will need to follow the program and stay drug free, you could be even more of the inspiration that ultimately saves him after all, I would say that could be a pretty good outcome for your first case as a social worker!"

"Now I know why the rest of the guys sing your praises, you seem to know just the right thing to say and to do.  I hope as time goes on some of that will rub off on me.  Thanks."

"Ted, I want you to look into Glenn's background, find out everything you can about his father etc. and let me know so we can start to formulate how we should handle this," instructed Don.

"No problem sir. Do we have a last name and address for him?" asked Ted.

"His last name is Johnson, first name is Terrence, and his wife's name is Audrey, from what I understand they live somewhere out by Cambridge."

"Do we know what he does for a living?"

"I don't think Glenn said, why don't you ask him, as well as any other questions you might have."

"Very well sir, I'll get right on it."

By early Monday morning Ted was ready to report back to Don. It seems that Mr. Johnson had a supply company.  In fact it dealt in medical supplies and was contracted to Greg and Craig's company.  Over the years he had positioned himself as the main distributor in the east coast area for the company's products.  With the various stipulations existent in all of their contracts Don had just the ammo he needed to bring Terrence in line with his way of thinking.  This should be a slam-dunk if there ever was one.  Arrangements were made and Ted and Don were scheduled to fly to Cambridge that evening to meet with Mr. Terrence Johnson in his office Tuesday morning.  Mr. Johnson's office had been notified that his main supplier's office was coming in to go over some records and discuss their discount rate.  In the past he had always been successful in getting his discount rate increased and such a visit could mean greater profits for him.

"Mr. Johnson, my name is Don Rutledge and this is Ted Dunham.  I'm glad you were able to fit us into your schedule this morning."

"Glad to meet you, in the past I have normally worked with Phil Forester.  Has something changed?  Or, has Phil gotten a promotion and no longer goes out on the road?" asked Terrence.

"Oh no, he still travels to see our distributors but I along with Mr. Dunham handle a little different area of our business, so it was up to us to come and see you today."

"A different area?  Is there a problem?  Just what area of the business are you here to discuss?" asked Terrence with a hint of apprehension.

"I believe you have a son by the name of Glenn?" asked Ted.

"I no longer have a son," stated Terrence with an air of disgust.

"Really, I find that odd to believe as he has informed us of the degradation of your relationship but he does still exist, no thanks to your actions," continued Don.

"Glenn is a fag, I will not accept a son like that, to me he is no longer my son!"

"That's rather unfortunate you feel that way.  I understand he is just over sixteen?" pursued Don.

"So, what does that or anything about my personal life have to do with our business relationship?"

"I take it then that you admit he is sixteen?"

"He is, but again, what does that have to do with our relationship?"

"When you threw him out you committed an act of child abandonment.  In this state that can be under the circumstances interpreted as a felony.  Under several clauses in our contract with you if you are ever convicted of a felony we have the right to retroactively void your contract and the difference between the sale price of all our products and the distributor price you paid would become due.  In other words, we can totally bankrupt you!"

"Oh no! You can't be serious, you would totally ruin me over some ass-wipe little fag? Who cares about what happens to someone like that?  You can't be serious? You must be trying to pull my leg!"

"We are very serious, Glenn is now in the home of our company's owners and they are ready to bury you for your inhuman treatment of your son."

"You are serious aren't you?  What can I do?  I have my wife to support as well; I can't afford to start over at this point.  Is there anything I can do?" asked Terrence with an uneasy realization of the gravity of the situation.

"There are a few things we could consider."

"What would they be?  Please tell me."

"You and your wife would need to sign over your parental rights."

"Hell why didn't you say so, I'll be glad to get rid of him, that's all I wanted to do!"

"That's not all, I understand you put him out without any his possessions, clothes, car or anything else he had.  You will arrange at your expense and under our verification that all of those items will be sent to him.  We will advise the forwarding company of the address to which it the items are to be sent."

"I no longer have the car; I couldn't stand to have it around as a reminder."

"Not a problem we will have him pick out a replacement and you will be billed in full for it."

"That's getting pretty steep but I guess it will be worth it."

"In addition you and your wife will attend counseling; maybe someday you will be able to accept your son as you should.  If you or she does not attend or cooperated with the counseling, we will proceed to prosecute.  You will also authorize timely reports of your progress to be sent to me for review."

"I don't know what Audrey will say but I guess we have no choice.  Is that all, or do you have some other surprise for me?"

"Yes, there is one other thing; due to your inconsiderate treatment of your son he became addicted to drugs.  You will be expected to pay the expenses of his treatment and will be advised of his educational expenses until he has earned a college degree.  These would have been the responsibilities of a parent anyway, especially one in your position, so it really isn't any additional hardship.  You couldn't seem to give him the love he deserves so at least for now you can give him the financial support.  Maybe in the future reconciliation will be possible, but at least for now you will take care of his needs."

"And I am supposed to do all of this while I sign over all parental rights?  How can I control what he does if I sign away my rights?"

"At this point do you have a choice?  Financial ruin or support your son.  As to guardianship I have been asked to assume his responsibility.   I assure you, though I am not his father, he will be treated as if he were my own son.  I do have a son just a few years older than he and they along with several others are currently together."

"How did you find out about Glenn?"

"Let's just say that fate brought him to someone that cared when you didn't and that person also through fate was brought to us. Unless you have any more questions I think we have a busy afternoon in making arrangements for the transport of your son's items and you and your wife's signature on the appropriated documents.  As an attorney I have made arrangements with the court house and we can finalize everything with the documents at one this afternoon in Judge Evers chambers.  He will not be told of your abandonment of Glenn so as not to cause charges to be started.  He has been advised of other reasons why you are signing over your rights and allowing me to accept guardianship of Glenn.  We will meet you and your wife at the court house at 12:45 and proceed from there.  A transport company has been summoned and should be at your home by 2:30 this afternoon.  We will accompany you there and oversee the transfer and preparation for shipment."

"I have meetings with clients scheduled all of today, what am I to do about those?" asked Terrence.

"I suggest you have someone else handle them or there will be no reason to deal with any of them don't you think?" replied Don. "Good Day Terrence, we will see you at 12:45."

"Don, I would hate to be on the table across from you in any dispute," said Ted as they seated themselves in the jet to return home.

"Thanks, Ted but it's all in a day's work.  I really get teed off when some jack-ass of a father does what Terrence did to Glenn.  It really felt good to make him squirm.  Did you notice his wife?  I don't think she approved of what he had done but couldn't stand up to him.  Maybe her attitude will help to bring them back together as a family some day. We can only hope."

"Agreed, if my readings are right I think she knew before and was too afraid of her husband to stop him when everything blew up.  She almost seemed happy to see the misery her husband was being submitted too."

"Glenn, your possessions should be here by the end of the week but I'm afraid you won't have your car," said Don as the men sat at the breakfast table Wednesday morning.

"Sir, my possessions? But not my car what are you telling me?" asked Glenn.

"As of yesterday afternoon your Mother and Father signed over their parental rights to me, I am now your guardian, if that's all right with you?  Everything you had at home is in transit to here.  Your father had sold your car so it was not available.  Oh by the way your various bank accounts have been consolidated and transferred here as well.  Later we will have to stop by the bank and have you get your signature on the account along with mine.  For all intents and purposes, unless you want someone else I will treat you as my son till you are of age."

"I appreciate that sir but wouldn't it be possible for Mars to be my guardian? No disrespect intended sir," said Glenn.

"We thought that might be the way you would feel but for various legal reasons it would be best for Don to act as your guardian since Mars is not twenty-one yet either,” replied Greg.

"I'm sorry sirs, like I said I don't want to be disrespectful, you have all done so much for me. I understand, that would be fine, Don I would appreciate if you would be my guardian."

"Good, I'm glad son, or can I call you that?"

"Sure that sounds good, could I get a hug too?" asked Glenn.

Don got up from his place and went around the table to Glenn and pulled him into a hug.  It seemed contagious as the other men with mist in their eyes began to give hugs.  It took several minutes before all were again seated, but everyone had enjoyed the closeness of at least several hugs.

"Now that we have that taken care of I guess we need to discuss the memorial for this afternoon," said Craig.

"Just one other thing, Glenn we need to do some shopping in the next day or two," interjected Don.

"What for, you guys have provided me with everything I need and now I find my stuff is on its way here.  What do we need to go shopping for?" asked Glenn.

"Well I said your Dad had sold your car.  We are going to find a new one to replace it and he is paying for it!" answered Don.

"Wow, way to go!" shouted the all the younger guys at the table.

Glenn almost choked with the surprise.  Suggestions began to fly as the guys discussed what he should look for. The older men just grinned to each other as they listened to the younger men.

The memorial was a beautiful service.  Many of the officers were there in respect to Jed.  Flowers had been sent by so many people and the church overflowed with the friends who came to pay their last respects.  The majority of the service was centered on the two sisters and how much they had loved their families.  There wasn't a dry eye in the sanctuary as the minister eulogized the departed.  A prayer was included for Mars father that he would receive forgiveness for what he had done and many attendees attempted to console Mars for his loss of both parents.  Jed and Jason received their share of condolences as well, especially from the police force and spouses. It was a beautiful service and it served its purpose.  All could now lie to rest the murder of the sisters with the death of Dan Goodrich.  Whatever their rewards or punishment it was to now be dealt with in heaven or hell.  The community could rest there was closure.

Mars, Jed and Jason knew the truth and were also able to have closure.  The loss would hurt for a while, but things would be better and justice would be served, it was just a matter of time.

Thursday morning Mars flew back to finish the semester at school.  He would have some work to make up due to his absence but that wasn't a great problem.  He knew that Glenn was safe and being taken care of so his mind was free to concentrate on the task at hand.   After his classes on Thursday he went to the counselors offices and began the process to transfer back to Arizona to finish school.  The university he would be attending had been his first choice and had a slightly better array of classes in his concentration of study but the situation with his father had not allowed him to go there.  Now he would be able to finish as he had originally intended.  There was a lot to be decided but if he took a day at a time he could get through it.  His focus now had to be to finish the semester with the best grades possible.  He now had so much more to look forward to.

Glenn was excited as well. True to his word Don took him car shopping.  The heat of Arizona made air conditioning a must but for a young guy the convertible did have its appeal. They looked at a number of cars, various makes and models but when Glenn stumbled across another Mustang convertible in yellow he couldn't resist.  Don asked him if it would too much of a reminder of the past and Glenn replied that when he had the car before all was as he wished it to be.  When everything was lost, so was the car, in a way having it back would be like what he had gone through was a nightmare that he had finally woke up from.  Perhaps it would be the bridge to bring back his life with all the added love he had found.

Each day seemed to be a repeat of the day before for Dan Goodrich.  He would receive meals of some type of bar with little taste.  He was always just somewhat on the hungry side.  His excess weight was fading away and his musculature was improving.  Each day he seemed to be able to do just a little bit more, handle more weight or do a few more reps of each exercise.  His time outside was starting to give his body an overall tan.  The rings through his nipples and dick were a constant reminder of the change in his life.  He toiled throughout the day with practice of proper positions and exercises to build his muscles.  Any slacking of effort or miss-action brought pain, either through the collar or from a cane or tawse that were now being alternately used for correction.  All through the day he was submitted to one type of pain or another, then in the evening when he lie upon his mattress the other men would take turns sucking him off.  He objected and tried to fight them but a group of men would immobilize him and then one at a time they would take turns sucking him off.  He knew that they were given something that would not allow them to come but as he was forced to endure the other men's attention he found a certain pleasure overwhelming him.  Night after night his system would be overloaded with the feelings of pleasure as one or another of the men would lovingly swallow his cock.  His erection seemed to never go away no matter how much he willed it to.  In his mind he could not accept what was happening but his body told him otherwise.  After five nights of enduring the torture of being brought over and over on the brink of an orgasm he had finally accepted the advances of the other men and did not resist them any longer.  The doctor summoned him in the early evening just after dinner and did a quick examination as he had been doing every other day.  This time however he administered a shot of some kind.  Dan had learned not to ask, just accept whatever was done.  When he returned to the block he lay down once again and was soon approached by one of the men. As the man tenderly engulfed Dan's cock it hardened once again.  As the ministrations continued Dan was flooded with intense feelings washing over his entire being.  All too soon he exploded with an orgasm unlike any he had every before experienced.  He almost blacked out it had been so powerful.  No more than he began to regain his bearings and another man had taken over, pulling him into another fit of ecstasy.  Man after man took him to the brink and over, each seemingly more intense and overwhelming than the one before.

When the fifth man had finished he lie unable to move, drained of energy, as well as bodily fluids.  He had wanted to urinate before the fourth man had started and barely had whispered his need when he was told to let loose.  The man had clamped his lips around his shaft and swallowed every drop of his piss then sucked the last drops out of him before bringing him again to another orgasm.  Dan could not fight the sleep that overcame him as his body retreated into first a dream of the ecstasy of the encounters then the nightmare of what he had become in taking such enjoyment in it.

As the cameras kept their ever vigilant eye a report was forwarded that Dan had indeed reacted as expected and had just passed one of the first steps to his transformation. If he only knew what was in store for him tomorrow.

To be continued...

Posted: 10/15/10