Date: Fri, 24 Nov 2006 18:00:44 -0800 (PST)
From: Deep Diver <deepdiver_pr@yahoo.com>
Subject: Danny's Rehab Program   Chapter 7

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"Now that ain't ever going to happen," Gerson said, realizing that the same
was true for himself.

Kevin began banging on the wall as Gerson closed the door to his cell and
Danny closed the door on this chapter he was preparing to include on the
Nifty Archives.

Danny's Rehab Program

Chapter 7

Kevin Reconciled The next day Kevin began to show signs of withdrawal.
Danny instructed Gerson to wipe him down with damp hand towels and to hold
him as much as possible whenever he was awake.  Gerson had faint memories
of Danny having done the same for him and was glad to be able to do
something for Kevin as he went `Cold Turkey.'  Gerson liked the kid in
spite of his negative attitude and sassiness.  He saw something of himself
in Kevin and felt drawn to him.  Kevin's violent reaction to withdrawal
lasted four days.  By the morning of the fifth, Gerson was exhausted; he
had alternated with Danny in holding and comforting Kevin's poor body as he
heaved and went from cold sweats to feverish states.  Now the worst was
over at least with regard to the physical withdrawal symptoms.

On the fifth day, Gerson told Kevin to clean the basement while he cleaned
the main house.  Danny was busy on his PC keeping his client's accounts up
to date (in between answering emails sent to him about his diary on the
Nifty Archives.)  Danny was amazed how many guys were enjoying his posts
and was motivated to continue by the support he was receiving; he thought
he would continue posting as long as guys were asking for more.

"Gerson, come here and look at our boy," Danny called to Gerson.  Danny
kept a window open on his PC's monitor to watch over the recently acquired
slave.  Gerson came over in time to see Kevin sneaking up the stairs from
the basement and make a bee-line to the front door.  Gerson turned to chase
after him, but Danny grabbed his arm, holding him back and said, "Just
watch."

When Kevin reached for the front door's knob, he got such an electrical
jolt, it threw him to the floor and left him writhing in pain in a
catatonic state.  Both Danny and Gerson had to carry him back down to the
basement where Danny told Gerson to place him on the examination table with
his feet on the floor and his hands tied to the other side.  They then
waited for the helpless lad to awake on his own.  As he regained
consciousness, he heard Danny and Gerson discussing how many swats he
should get with a long and wide leather paddle .  Danny knowing the boy was
listening, explained to Gerson that he was to make sure each stroke hit a
different part of his buttocks and thighs and that all parts were slapped
equally.

"I see you are back with us, Kevin," Danny said, "now brace yourself
because Gerson is going to spank you hard.  You know why you are being
spanked?"  Danny inquired, really not sure if Kevin's memory was
functioning yet.

"Yes, master.  Because I tried to get away.  Master, please don't hit me."
Kevin begged.

Danny was glad to hear him beg instead of making demands.  It was a sign
that he was beginning to accept that he had authority over him.  "I am
sorry, Kevin, but you attempted to break your contract with me and that is
a very serious infraction.  If you are not punished you will be tempted to
think that neither the contract nor my threats of punishment need to be
taken seriously.  I cannot fail you that way.  I need you to take all this
very seriously.  I have instructed Gerson to strap you ten times.  Five on
each cheek.  If he fails to hit you hard, he will receive two strokes for
each soft one.  You must acknowledge the fairness of your punishment by
counting out each stroke and thanking Gerson each time and then request
another.  If you fail to comply, another stroke for each mistake will be
added.  I am told that if you cry and scream it will be easier to bear and
no one will think less of you.  Proceed."  Danny commanded.

Wap, the wide strap hit Kevin's lily-white ass cheek. "Ouch," he screamed.

"That will be one more stroke added for your failure to count and thank
Gerson for caring enough to punish you."  Danny said hoping that Kevin
understood what was expected and was not just being ornery.

Wap, the next stroke fell on the opposite cheek "Ahh, two, sir.  Thank you
sir, may I please have another?"  Kevin said as tears rolled down his face.
This continued for ten more strokes. Just as the shock of each blow was
lessening, the next slap hit with more intensity.  Kevin's body began to
spasm with each new stroke. When the punishment was complete, Gerson untied
Kevin, who would have fallen down onto the floor if Gerson hadn't caught
him and placed him face down on the table.  Danny came over and put a
soothing aloe balm on his buttocks which at first stung, but then began to
soothe his burning red globes and thighs.  Danny then picked him up and
cradled him in his arms as he continued to weep.  Danny was caressing his
body gently and swaying back and forth trying to console him.

"Get your filthy hands off me."  Kevin spat into Danny's face.  Danny
ignored him; kissed his forehead and continued to caress him warmly.

"I said, get your perverted hands off me."  Kevin repeated defiantly.

Danny just held him tighter.  And Kevin began to weep like a baby abandoned
by its mother in a crowded street.  Finally Danny spoke.  "Don't give me
any of your tough guy bull shit.  Just accept that we care for you even
though we provide limits and punishments."

"I'll never accept any of this bull shit.  I want out of here.  I demand to
speak to my father now," he said, pulling himself away from Danny and
running into his padded cell.

Danny went to the door of the cell and said, "Fine, have it your own way.
It didn't work in your last life and it sure as hell will not work here.
Obey Gerson.  For myself, I will not speak another word to you until you
beg me to hug you."  Danny pronounced these words as if he were proclaiming
the Ten Commandments from Mount Sinai.  Then he turned to Gerson, "you're
in charge of him and will instruct him on each day's tasks."

For days, Danny said nothing to Kevin and barely spoke to Gerson in Kevin's
presence.  At first, Kevin thought this was just more of Danny's shity
games, but as the days wore on, it was beginning to get to him.  He felt
the loneliness mostly at night, when he was alone in his cell while Danny
spooned Gerson upstairs in Danny's bed room..  Since he was now locked in
his cell each night, knowing that Gerson and Danny were together and
enjoying themselves began to hurt more than his sore ass.  He was beginning
to feel jealous of the bond between his master and Gerson.  Even at meals
no one spoke to Kevin.  Gerson gave him his orders each day and inspected
his work.  Gerson complemented him on jobs well done and coaxed him to do
better on the jobs that he did less well. Sometime he gave his butt a
couple of slaps with his palm when Kevin acted up.

Then one evening at dinner, Danny spoke to Gerson, "This vegetable
casserole is extraordinarily good," unaware that Kevin had prepared it.
Kevin smiled, but as he was eating kneeling down and facing his dog dish,
Danny didn't catch on.  Then Danny said, "Gerson, aren't you tired of
eating those dog biscuits on your knees?  Wouldn't you rather be sitting at
the table eating some of this really good food?" he queried.

"Yes, master," was Gerson's response.

"Well, why don't you beg me to let you?"  Danny suggested.

"Master, permission to speak, please."  Responded Gerson.

"Remember that a slave's only goal is to please his master and I've just
indicated to you what would please me."  Danny said, getting impatient.

"Master, may we join you at the table, master."  Gerson dared to say.

Both Danny and Kevin were surprised by Gerson's request.  Kevin had dreaded
the idea of being left alone as if he were the family pet eating off the
floor, but he never thought that Gerson would think to include him in his
request. The fact that Gerson had spoken in the plural was not lost on
Danny.  He was taken aback.  His plan was precisely to emphasize Kevin's
isolation by allowing Gerson to sit at the table.  Finally Danny responded:
"Why should I allow that ingrate to sit at my table?"

"With your permission, master, I deserve to be eating on the floor, because
I was inconsiderate to you and deserve this punishment.  But Kevin has been
sharing in my punishment since he arrived, so I thought that if I were to
join you at the table then he should too, but if this does not please you,
I'll will be fine to stay here on the floor with Kevin."

Now Kevin was really shocked that Gerson would choose to stay on the floor
just to accompany him, eating dog biscuits when he could be together with
the master he loves, eating real, delicious food.

The silence was so pregnant, everyone was feeling the tension in the air
when finally Danny spoke.  "Gerson, you please me because you are learning
not to just think of yourself.  But I will not sit at the same table with
someone who insults me, refuses my affection and allows days to go by
without asking for my forgiveness.  So you can both remain on the floor."
Danny said, hoping to get his message across to Kevin.

"Yes, master, yes."  Gerson responded.  And again the silence fell heavily
over the three young men..

"Permission to speak, please master?"  said Kevin.

Danny looked up suddenly and nodded to Kevin.

"Master, I have been doing a lot of thinking these past few days and now
with what just happened, I want to ask you for your forgiveness.  Please
master, forgive me," Kevin said with a staccato voice.

"Gerson, I think this boy just wants to taste your wonderful casserole!"
Danny quipped.

"Master, please let Gerson sit with you.  I don't mind staying on the
floor.  I have been such an ass hole.  I have been wanting to ask you for
your forgiveness, but I just couldn't figure out how.  Please forgive me
and please hug me, I beg you, master, please."  Kevin said, with tears now
running down his face as he crawled under the table and began kissing
Danny's bare feet.

Danny pushed his chair back from the table and reached down to the humbled
boy and pulled him up into his arms.  They embraced and Kevin cried more
intensely.  Gerson could not resist and also rose and hugged both his
master and his fellow slave in their first family embrace.  After several
minutes just clinging to one another, Danny spoke, instructing Kevin to
bring in two more place settings. Once they were all seated at the table,
Danny took both their hands and gave thanks for their blessings: for their
newest member, for forgiveness and for the fine food.  Both Kevin and
Gerson gripped Danny's warm hands tightly; then everyone was all smiles as
they passed the food around the table..

Danny said to Kevin, "You must try this casserole that Gerson made, it's
the best he has ever cooked!"

Gerson reacted with a half smile on his face.

"Thank you master," Kevin responded.

"You have really outdone yourself, Gerson," Danny added.  Kevin blushed and
glanced at Gerson.  Gerson was biting his lip.

"Master, you should know that Kevin made you the casserole."  Gerson
corrected Danny.

"Is that right, Kevin?"  Danny inquired.

"Yes, master, I'm glad you are enjoying it.  It's my grandmother's recipe."
Kevin said proudly.

"Well, Gerson, looks like we may have a new chef in the house?"  Danny
said, and noticed Gerson nodding enthusiastically.

"My grandmother taught me a recipe too," Danny said, "She taught me never
to go to bed angry with someone.  Always forgive so that tomorrow can be a
new beginning."

Kevin's Initiation That evening, Danny ordered Gerson to give Kevin a
massage, telling Kevin to pay very special attention and to learn how to do
the things that he liked having done to his own body. "If you really like
something in all probability I would too."  After Kevin's massage, Danny
called him up to the den where he was sitting on the sofa watching the
news.  "Kneel here between my legs."  Kevin did so, but began trembling and
wondered if he had done the right thing by apologizing to Danny.

Danny opened his fly and said, "put your head real close so that you can
smell my male musk."

"Please master, I'm not a homosexual."  Kevin pleaded.

"You are right, Kevin.  You are not a homosexual.  You are my slave and as
my slave you will do as you are told.  I am not telling you to do what you
like.  I am telling you what I like.  Just do it and now!"  Danny insisted.

Kevin bowed so as to move his face near Danny's open zipper.  Gerson came
into the room from finishing taking the dishes out of the washer and Danny
motioned him over behind Kevin's kneeling body.  He motioned to him to work
on Kevin's ass cheeks.  When Kevin felt Gerson touch his butt he jerked
away, but Danny had his hands on his head running his fingers though his
hair and massaging his scalp with sensual strokes.  Gerson used his fingers
to `ice skate' around Kevin's soft mounds and up and down his back and
thighs.  Kevin could only think how wonderful it felt after so many days of
feeling so lonely.  Gerson moved his fingers through Kevin's crack and
played with the hairs that grew there.  Kevin cooed and breathed deeply the
smell of Danny's testosterone.  It worked as an aphrodisiac on him but he
couldn't get hard because of the cock tube locked to his genitals.  Gerson
went for the key and when he returned had the mechanism off in no time, and
continued to fondle Kevin's balls.  Kevin's cock swelled with excitement.
Then Gerson began licking Kevin's anus; Kevin had never imagined that
anything could possibly feel that good; his body shook with delight.  Then
Danny's cock poked out of his pants.  Danny said nothing, but maintained
his stare into Kevin's eyes and Kevin began licking Danny's cock and was
surprised that it did not repulse him.  On the contrary, he found it most
exciting to be exploring Danny's nice eight inch man-tool.  He licked just
the head and was thrilled when he saw how Danny's cock throbbed from the
stimulation.  Kevin was really getting into all this when he felt Gerson
begin to push a lubricated finger into his anus.  Danny held his head
between his strong hands.

"Push out and it will only feel the slightest discomfort."  Danny
instructed.

Gerson was now massaging his sphincter muscles vigorously.  Then he used
two fingers for a while but made no attempt to stimulate his prostate.
After moving them in and out for a while he started moving his two fingers
in circles.  Finally three fingers were moving in and out of his back door.
Kevin was moaning with the double pleasure of working on Danny's flag pole
and having his ass rimmed and finger-fucked by Gerson.  Then Danny and
Gerson moved him around and indicated that he was to sit on Danny's lap.
His back was to Danny which gave Gerson access to his pecs and cock

As Kevin slid slowly down Danny's hard pole, it entered him easily thanks
to his relaxed and lubricated hole.  Gerson was now sucking on his cock and
got his lips all the way down the eight inch cock that Kevin was sporting.
All the ideas Kevin had about being gay (or not), melted from his mind as
his body responded to so many different stimulations simultaneously.
Danny's hands were cupping his pecs; Gerson was cupping his balls while
Danny's cock was expanding inside his warm entrails.  Kevin was pleased to
be pleasured and giving pleasure to his master.  He was discovering a
meaning of freedom he had never known.  Danny began moving his hips to
thrust deeper inside and reach Kevin's prostate. Kevin responded by raising
and lowering himself on Danny's hot shaft.  Gerson was doing things with
his lips, tongue and throat that was bringing Kevin closer and closer to
the edge ...  suddenly he realized that all the sex he had had with girls
was boring compared to the excitement he was feeling as he broke out into a
cold sweat.

Danny kept rubbing all of his torso, hugging, pinching, gliding his fingers
in an array of sensations that were driving Kevin crazy.  He never wanted
this moment to end ... he had never felt so connected emotionally nor
physically as both Gerson sucked his swollen gland and Danny rammed his
butt hole.  Then Danny's cock found its target and rubbed Kevin's prostate,
Kevin's sphincter responded by tightening.  Danny felt this reaction and
pushed harder at Kevin's sexual gland.  Kevin excited by these explorations
inside his body thrust his cock forward into Gerson's mouth.  Gerson was
also now pumping his own cock and nearing the edge.

Finally, Danny announced, "I'm cumming!"

"Me too," Kevin said as his body began to spasm furiously.

This pushed Gerson over the edge and he came as he sucked every bit of
Kevin's warm spunk into his mouth, savouring the youth's semen.  As their
orgasmic throbs began to subside, the three went down onto the thick carpet
on the floor and fell into a sexual stupor as they continued to kiss and
caress one another.  Kevin was discovering that a slave could love and be
loved by his master.  Gerson was discovering that love does not necessarily
have to be restricted to couples and Danny was discovering a new
connectedness to his readers some of whom, it is rumoured, also came in
synchrony with Danny and his slaves.