Good Counsul?

By: Rod
(© 2010 by the author)

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Chapter 27

School began and the guys were soon deep into a steady routine.  Glenn spent hour after hour each day with his series of tutors.  The first week he had a difficult time getting back into the idea of learning. Friday came and each of the tutors presented their reports as to his progress.

“Glenn, how have things been going this week?” asked Evan.

“It’s been kind of rough, but I think I’m getting up to speed,” replied Glenn.

‘I’m glad to hear that but I’m afraid that the reports from your tutors weren’t quite as good as they should be.  After dinner I think we need to all get together and discuss your progress.”

“Sir, yes Sir,” responded Glenn with excited anticipation for he pretty well knew what was going to happen that evening.

After dinner the six guys all gathered in the gym room.

“Glenn, Evan tells me that the tutors weren’t quite happy this week with your progress,” said Mars.

“Sir, no Sir, I did have a bit of a problem getting back into the swing of things towards the beginning of the week but I think things are getting on course now,” answered Glenn.

“Well of course you realize that it is our job to be sure that you do well and meet your goals, don’t you?” inquired Bobby.

“Sir, yes Sir,” replied Glenn.

“Very well then strip!” instructed Mars.

Glenn quickly removed each piece of clothing folding them carefully.  As soon as he was completely naked he took the appropriate position of display in front of the others.

“Bend over and grab your ankles!” instructed Jimmy.

Within seconds a spreader bar appeared and was attached between Glenn’s ankles, an additional cuff from each end was quickly attached to each wrist and Glenn found himself totally restrained in the somewhat revealing and uncomfortable position.

Each of the five guys turned to the cabinet and withdrew their selection of punishment instrument.

“You will count each stroke and thank your benefactor,” said Evan as he stepped up behind Glenn with a small paddle in his hand.

“Whack”

“One Sir, Thank you Sir!” stated Glenn emphatically.

“Whack”

“Two Sir, Thank you Sir”

“Whack”

“Three Sir, Thank you Sir”

“Whack”

“Four Sir, Thank you Sir”

“Whack”

“Five Sir, Thank you Sir”

“You are very welcome boy; you received five blows, one for each of the days of classes this last week.  Your other elders will each do likewise with their instrument of choice.  You will count from one for each of them,” stated Evan.

Jimmy stepped forward with a small buggy type whip, just a simple rod with a small piece of leather on the end.  Again Glenn counted off each blow as five individual little welts appeared on the otherwise reddened skin.

Bobby then took his turn utilizing a small tawse.  Each blow stung like a hundred wasps. These blows found there way on his back and his upper thighs with the final one right in the center of his ass just catching the innermost areas of his crease.

Jason had chosen a strop and took easier blows.  Each one still added to the reddening and increased the pain level but was no where as serious as they could have been.

Finally it was Mars turn to provide correction and encouragement to his lover.  With a little maneuvering he managed to get Glenn over his lap.  He had noticed that Glenn had a full and leaking erection and Mars knew that Glenn was in fact enjoying the punishment he was receiving.  Glenn had not seen the instrument of torture Mars had chosen.  The first blow told all as Glenn discovered he was being assaulted with none other than a very large and stiff hair brush.  Each blow felt like a thousand pins stabbing at his backside.  The heat rose even faster as each additional blow connected. With each blow Glenn was getting closer and closer to an orgasm.

“Four Sir, Thank you Sir! Oh please I’m almost there!” yelled Glenn.

Mars knew what was about to happen and before delivering the last blow momentarily stopped and after a few seconds while Glenn was gasping as he approached that final ascent, he repositioned his hand and with a forceful flick of his finger snapped first one and then the other of Glenn’s testicles sharply pulling him back and causing his dick to deflate instantly.  The fifth and final blow then struck with all the viciousness of the previous four.

“Five Sir, Thank you Sir!” said Glenn through tears. 

With the assistance of the others Glenn got to his feet after the manacles had been removed. 

“I believe that should take care of things for now, Glenn remember a punishment will be given anytime you do not keep up with your responsibilities,” said Evan.

“Sir, yes Sir, I understand,” said Glenn in response with a slight smile in his voice as he looked over at Mars.

The two retired to their room. “Now please finish me off Mars, I was so close.  Why did you flick me in the balls to keep me from coming?” asked Glenn after they had returned to their room.

“What you received this evening wasn’t a prelude to pleasure it was meant to be a punishment.  You were being turned on by all of it weren’t you?” commented Mars.

“Of course it was turning me on, you know I enjoy that type of thing,” answered Glenn.

“Maybe so, but tonight was punishment.  You are not going to come tonight or any other night when you are being given punishment for not doing as expected.”

“What do you mean?  Aren’t we going to finish what just got started?”

“Oh yes we are going to finish it, lie down on the bed.”

First each wrist, and then each ankle became fastened so that Glenn was well stretched spread eagle over the bed.  In full anticipation of what Mars was going to do to bring him to orgasm Glenn’s cock was standing at full attention pulsing along with the rhythm of his heartbeat.  Once he was tightly fastened and with his eyes closed, waiting for Mars next action he heard the whoosh as a tawse moved through the air and landed squarely on his balls. Quickly following a flick hit each testicle and in rapid sequences the underside of his cock just behind the point where the PA pierced it.  Immediately his cock deflated and Glenn let out a shout of pain.

“Tonight is punishment as I said, you’ll stay like that until morning and you will not come.  Maybe then you will realize that as much as I love you, what we are doing is to teach you and not to get you off.  In the future from the time we start you punishment, you will not be allowed to come for twenty-four hours.  If we were playing for enjoyment and not punishment you would be allowed to come during the evening, but not tonight, not this time,” said Mars.  “Good night my love, see you in the morning.” 

With his final comments Mars turned, switched off the light and exited to another bedroom for the night. 

Glenn could not sleep for quite a while as he replayed the occurrences of the evening in his head.  He loved what the guys had done and was being driven so close to an orgasm but Mars had ended all of that.  It was the first time Mars had ever done that to him.  But as he replayed his words over and over in his mind he realized that these guys did love him just as Mars did and Mars did love him, enough to actually force him do what was best.  He knew from that point forward whatever he had to do to keep the guys from punishing him for real was his most important goal.  The look that Mars had given him as he left the room told him that he was hurting just as much as he was but Glenn knew that it was his love that made him do what he had done.   From now on when he got his ass worked over it would be in play or as a prelude to the enjoyment of sex with his lover Mars.

His lesson was well learned and there were very few incidents to arise in the future where he would again experience the separation from his lover after being brought so close and then yanked back from the threshold of his ecstasy.  At some point each of the other guys screwed up and served their own punishment, but at the hands of Bill who would make a special trip to handle the ordeal when the occasion arose.  It may have been a difficult lesson but each man in the house knew by the time they graduated with their college degree just what responsibility they had in life.  Each had a respect for each other as they all knew that each and every man had taken whatever had been dealt them as men. Once Glenn had reached the age of 18 Bill took over his remedial education as well.  He, was, after all no longer a boy but another of the men, so it was only fitting. The only difference in his case however, was that a mean’s of keeping him isolated and unable to come to orgasm had to be devised for the period following his punishment.  A standing cage was installed in his bedroom behind a special door with shackles to keep his hands and feet fastened provided the solution.  After one use, the message was very clear and the cage remained unused for the rest of his time in the house. He had never required another punishment from then on.   

Glenn had managed to finish his high school courses right on schedule. With the results of the advanced placement tests he soon caught up with Mars.  Jason had remained at the house with all of them and completed his Masters in law enforcement/criminology and even went on to earn a doctorate in criminology.  Jimmy had graduated and too completed his Masters and was working on his Doctorate to become an attorney like his father.  It was a toss up between Bobby and Evan as to which one was at the top of their class the following year.  With a toss of the coin since they had identical grade score averages, Bobby gave the Valedictorian address and Evan gave the Salutatorian address.  Bobby continued for an MBA to complement his bachelors’ degree in interior design.  Evan had completed a degree in business and communication so it was not at all surprising when he continued with an MBA.  The next year after Evan and Bobby graduated Mars finished his degree in social sciences.  Oddly enough Glenn had decided to go after a degree in Psychology with a dual major in biology specializing in human anatomy.  The next year bloomed forth with Mars completing his Master’s in child psychology.  Jimmy had specialized in child and family law as opposed to business law.  At the time the fathers wondered just what his intentions were but were overjoyed that he had completed a degree and passed his bar so easily.  Each graduation was a perfect excuse for all the men to get together in the dungeon back at the mansion for a special party for the graduate.  Needless to say the special individual needed a few days to recover afterward but never felt more loved by the most important people in their life.   

The day had come, all the younger guys returned to the mansion.  School had been completed.  Bobby had begun with the company remodeling all of the offices and occasionally picking up other jobs for clients in the Phoenix area.  He had been set up in business forming a new division of the main company.  He had the ability to grow his own division with the safety net of a large corporation for backing.  The contacts didn’t hurt in the least either.

Evan had jumped right into sales and enjoyed the opportunity to work with his father.  They started out traveling together when they made the circuit visiting all the various dealers across the country.

Jimmy did some work with the local social agencies and soon became well known for his compassionate ferocity in the protection of children.

Jason went to work fulltime for the center no longer being assigned to live with and provide security for the other younger guys.  He was now able to work alongside Jed and Ted and became an often visitor to their bed as well.

Mars had begun work with the local social agency.  Many nights he found himself crying as Glenn held him close to his breast as he recounted the things he had witnessed during the day.

Glenn had decided to spend his time with Bill and shadowed him throughout his work day.  The two discussed, argued, modified and fine tuned the training program at the center.  Each day Bill rejoiced inside as he watched Glenn progress into one of the most efficient Masters he had ever encountered. 

One evening while the men were enjoying one of their rare evenings all together in the dungeon under a forced exercise training session led by Glenn a comment was made that they were fortunate they could enjoy each other in such a  way.  They knew that there were many men who would give their right eye-teeth to be experiencing such camaraderie.  The next day at break Glenn decided to discuss something he had on his mind since the night before.

“Bill, do you think a private club could make a go of it that would provide an atmosphere such as we enjoy together, like last night?” asked Glenn.

“There are dungeons across the country that offer that type of thing and clubs but I’m not aware of anything here in Phoenix, why do you ask?” replied Bill.

“I was just wondering if I could start just such a club and if it would be successful.”

“Well I think you would have to be careful about who could get in and it would have to be somewhere other than here in the compound but it could work, would you like to work up a proposal and present it first to me then I’d help you present it to Craig or Greg if you wish.”

“Would you help me with it?  Really I would appreciate it.”

“You got it buddy, I’d be more than happy to.”

“Trainers Bill and Glenn to the inductee area immediately!” sounded over their personal voice pagers.

“That’s unusual they both said as they looked up at each other tossed their coffee cups and headed out the door.

As they headed into the inductee area they passed by the waiting area and saw a group of six children aged 2 to 12 crying as they attempted to comfort each other.

Upon entering the office they found Greg sitting behind the desk.

“What’s up Sir?” asked Bill.  “Who are the kids in the other room and why are they here.  We’ve never allowed kid’s in the center before.  They can’t be inductee’s.”

“No Bill, they aren’t inductees, you certainly know that.  However their father is.  He was just apprehended south of town and all the kids were with him.  He has been on our list for a while due to the number of times he has been hauled in on DUI charges.  The only problem is his last accident managed to cause his wife’s death.  There are no living relatives and though we wanted to pull him in the officer who apprehended him didn’t know what to do when he pulled him over and found his kids with him.   The officer was so surprised and knowing how bad we had wanted to get this guy off the streets, he brought them all in.  Have any ideas what we should do?  Glenn, do you have any thoughts?”

“Sir, with all respect, why didn’t you call Mars and Jimmy?” asked Glenn. “They are the ones around here who have the experience in that area.”

“I agree but as far as Mars, wouldn’t that put him in a delicate position with the local social agency?” 

“Sir, it’s not really my place to say anything but he is really getting torn up over the things he is seeing through the agency and the lack of ability to effectively do things with all the red tape.  I think if the opportunity would avail itself he would be very agreeable to starting something a little different that would really help.  Just call and ask him to come here.  Once he is here let him take over with those kids and be willing to listen to his ideas.  In the meantime I think Jimmy could be a big help as well if he were to be included in the conversations,” responded Glenn.

Greg dialed the number and after an exhaustive battle with inept personnel at the social services office he finally connected with Mars.

“Mars this is Greg, we have a situation here at the business office in the mansion that could use your help.  Would you be able to leave the office and without giving any information, return here as soon as possible?”

“Certainly Sir, I will be there as soon as possible. The way today has gone so far, if I don’t leave I’m liable to say something to someone I might regret.”

“Could you guys possibly attend to the kids?  Take them out of here and over to the kitchen.  Perhaps Rainbow could help.  Get them something to eat and try to allay their fears.  Their dad was pretty drunk when they were picked up.  They were so afraid I don’t think they saw too much and they’ve been told their dad was not well and was being taken into a hospital for care.  That set them off crying, as that; it seems was what they were told about their mother and then the next thing they heard was that she had died.”

“Certainly Sir, we will do all we can,” replied Bill.

“Hey kids, I’m Bill and this is Glenn, can you tell me your names?” asked Bill as they entered the room.

“I’m Billy,” said the oldest one, “and this is Randy, John, Aggie, Rebecca, and Pete,” he continued as he pointed to each one in succession of ages. 

Pete immediately climbed up on Glenn as the two had seated themselves as close to the children as possible. Without saying a word he wrapped his arms around Glenn’s neck and held tight.  He was whimpering softly as he lay with his head against Glenn’s chest.  Rebecca and Aggie who appeared to be about four and six nestled up close to Bill seeming to seek protection and comfort from him.  Bill, Randy and John, probably about 12, 10 and 8 stood before the men undecided as to what they should or could do.  They were a little older and felt they couldn’t act like babies.  Their father had often whipped them if they had started to cry over something.  They had been taught that they were to be little soldiers and stand unafraid without tears.  It was alright for their little sisters and baby brother but not for them.  Even so they wished they could too receive the comfort of these two handsome men, one older and one younger who had approached them so caringly. 

Sensing their feelings Bill and Glenn both motioned for them to come to them and between the six children Bill and Glenn soon had their arms full as the six were divided between them.

“How bout we get you something to eat?  Are you kid’s hungry?” asked Bill.

“We sure are hungry mister, we haven’t had anything to eat for at least a few days,” said Rebecca as her oldest brother stared at her with daggers.  It wasn’t right for her to say such things to strangers.

Glenn saw the look and understood the message.  “It’s all right Billy, we only want to be sure all of you are alright.  There is no way we would hurt you, you are all safe now.  Why don’t you come with us and we’ll find you something to eat.  Hey, by the way you don’t happen to like dogs do you?  Cause we have one called Rainbow who loves to be with kids.”  A giggle of laughter emitted from the three little ones at the mention of a dog.  The older three continued to be mystified, wondering just what these men were going to do.

Carrying the three littlest ones the entourage left the room and soon arrived in the kitchen of the main mansion.  As soon as they entered the room Rainbow was at their feet as he normally hung around the kitchen when Glenn was working.  He just might get a special treat and he knew that was where Glenn normally entered when he returned.  Each of the six was assaulted with licks from Rainbow as the younger kids laughed and a slight smile crossed the faces of the older three.  With a word to the cooks, food suddenly appeared before the kids as five of them found seats around a big table after getting cleaned up in the bathroom just off the kitchen.  The youngest stayed with Glenn and allowed him to do the honors with a wash rag and a big fluffy towel.  Bowls of soup disappeared and then grilled cheese sandwiches followed in quick order accompanied by tall glasses of milk.  A big plate of chocolate chip cookies appeared and then magically disappeared as smiles seemed to grow all around the table.  Pete did a pretty good job even at the age of two.  Once Glenn got the soup cooled down a little Pete seemed to be really hungry and couldn’t get it down fast enough.  When the grilled cheese appeared, Glenn broke it in pieces and using both hands, one then the other brought the pieces of sandwich to his mouth.  He needed help with the milk but it too went down.  One cookie in each hand Pete alternated bites until both hands were empty.   Evidently the children’s mother had worked hard on potty training and Pete no sooner finished when he turned to Glenn and said, “Potty”.  Bill and the cooks laughed as Glenn looked at Pete with somewhat a questioning look that suddenly realizing what Pete was saying jumped up and ran with him to the bathroom to take care of business.  His brothers and sisters just smiled as someone else took care of their little brother and they didn’t have to.

Mars and Jimmy arrived almost simultaneously to Greg’s office to discuss the situation.

To be continued...       

Posted: 12/31/10