Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2011 13:50:08 -0800
From: bjjl <bjjl@charter.net>
Subject: Sins of the Father Chapter 2

Sins of the Father.
Chapter II

Over a month had passed now Dr. Weston had a visit from Jason Bennett. He
was surprised and even more excited trying to guess what the session would
be about. Jason followed Dr. Weston into the office. The doctor pointed.

"Please, have a seat."

"No thanks," Jason replied. "Not going to stay that long."

Dr. Weston sat down at his desk, looking up at Jason.

"What's the reason for this visit?"



"I want you to come by the house on the weekends."

The doctor politely smiled. "I don't do sessions on the weekends. And I
don't make house calls."

Jason tossed an envelope on his desk which the doctor picked up and
opened. There was a picture of Dr. Weston with his pants down with Paul
licking his testicles.

"How do you think that would look if it got out? You may have an increase
in male patients but I don't think the medical board find it funny."



Dr. Weston slapped his hand on the desk. "Blackmail is a serious offense
young man!"

Jason gave him a big smile. "See you this Saturday morning. You have the
address."

Dr. Weston sat starring at the photo of him and Paul. Somehow Jason had
taken it with his cell phone without him even knowing it. He knew deep down
if this ever got out he would be ruined. He knew Jason had him by the
balls. He took the address from the top drawer of his desk and put in his
pocket.



That Saturday arrive all to quick for Dr. Weston. He stepped up to the door
and rang the bell. Paul Bennett answered the door, very naked except for
the dildo sticking out of his mouth. He held the door open for Dr. Weston
to enter. Jason stood in the living room.

"Nice to see you made the right decision. Come in and take your clothes
off."

Dr. Weston stopped short. "That's not what I came here for."

Jason walked up to him and grabbed him around the neck by his shirt and
tie.



"With the six pictures I have of you. I OWN YOU! Now STRIP!"

Jason was big, tall and muscular. His voice was very strict and demanding
as was his expression.

Dr. Weston swallowed hard. Paul stood beside him, taking his clothes as he
began removing them.

"Much better, doctor."

With the help of Paul, Jason swiftly bound doctor Weston's hands behind his
back.



"What are you doing? Untie me! I can have you arrested for kidnapping!"

Jason slapped doctor Weston sharply and directly on his testicles. The
doctor cried out, dropping to his knees.

"The first thing you need to learn is keep your mouth shut! In my house
I'll tell you when to speak!"

Doctor Weston looked up to see Paul's cock was rock hard.

"Now return the favor."



Paul gently held Dr. Weston's head, guiding in smoothly over his hard
cock. He slid it in too far a couple of times as the doctor
gagged. Dr. Weston saw the cell phone in Jason's hands taking pictures of
him performing Fellatio on his father. Everything was happening so fast,
doctor Weston felt like it was all a bad dream and he would wake up
soon. He did, as the hot sperm filled his mouth. Jason grabbed his hair,
pulled his head back forcing him to swallow everything in his mouth.



Paul slid his cock back in his doctor Weston's mouth for the final
cleaning.

"You did very good doctor." Jason smiled, again pulling his head back by
the hair.

"I see all that excitement gave you a nice stiff cock."

It was true, the doctor couldn't hide his penis standing up like a flag
pole.

"There won't be any ejaculation for you."

Jason yanked him to his feet and took him to a room down the hall. Among
other things in the room, there was a padded black leather spanking bench.



Jason made doctor Weston kneel on the bench then fastened his legs with the
straps on the bench. He also placed a ball gag in his mouth, buckling it
behind his head. Jason opened the closet door that held a vast assortment
of whips and paddles. Jason took out two clamps.

"The first thing we need is these on your nipples. So you can enjoy the
sensation."

It was more like a dull aching pain to doctor Weston.



"Next, we need a proper whip for your ass. Something that will turn your
ass bright red but not leave any marks."

Doctor Weston heard the whoosh of the whip just before it smacked his
tender cheeks. By the tenth strike his cheeks clenched and quivered from
the burning.

"Next, we need a cock and ball whip. We don't want to leave them
out. Something to turn them a little red."

Jason had a 14" whip with a dozen small leather ends.



Jason spun it through the air, making contact every fourth
swing. Dr. Weston grunted and groaned as the whip struck him on the
testicles and his penis. Jason put the whips up and closed the door. He
tightened the nipple clamps once again before leaving doctor Weston alone
with his thoughts. He still felt the stinging on his scrotum and penis
which caused his penis to stay fully erect. In fact the doctor was making
it twitch as it made him feel good. His thoughts of humiliation and
helplessness, the muscles twitching his penis, finally releasing his
orgasm.



Dr. Weston didn't know how long he had been on the bench until Jason
returned.

"You got a nice inviting ass there, doctor. All bent over, cheeks spread. A
nice little tight cock hole staring at me."

Jason stuck his two fingers in and smeared some lube around. Dr. Weston had
never felt a real penis inside him before. It was much different than the
dildos he had used before. Jason rammed him hard for about two minutes
before squirting his load into the doctor.



The door opened and another young man entered, someone doctor Weston had
never seen before.

"I'd like you to meet my business partner, John. He's beginning to learn
his way around the BDS&M lifestyle. Kind of like you."

John buckled a collar around Dr. Weston's neck then he attached a
leash. After untying doctor Weston from the spanking bench, John led him
around by the leash. He used a thin narrow paddle to crack him across the
ass.



"Kneel! Spread your legs!" He ordered.

Doctor Weston got on his knees. John yanked the leash.

"Stand up, Slut!"

John smacked him again on the ass.

"Kneel! Spread your legs!"

He yanked the leash. "Get up, Slut!"



"Now shake your hips and make your cock dance!"

John slapped his ass again.

"Kneel, Slut!"

This went on for almost an hour then John brought doctor Weston back to the
living room. John's cock was stone hard, he rubbed it back and forth over
doctor Weston's face. Then he pulled the ball gag down.

"Show me how good you can suck cock!"



The cock slid in and out of Dr. Weston's mouth he remembered what Paul
Bennett had told to him. It was the humiliation and the helplessness that
aroused him the most. When he had no control over anything. John's sperm
squirted doctor Weston's mouth full and he swallowed. He also knew his own
cock was rock hard. John played with the doctor's cock until he made it
erupt with spurts of milky juice.



Jason untied Dr. Weston's hands.

"Get on all fours! Hands and knees!"

Jason yanked the leash.

"Let's see how good a dog you can be."

He led Dr. Weston back and forth up the hall, to the kitchen and back to
the living room several times before ordering him to kneel.



"My dad is horny for your cock," Jason said with a smile. "You did
good. I'll let him suck you dry as a reward."

Jason motioned to his father to service Dr. Weston, which he did
immediately. Jason and John watched as they sat on the sofa. His dad's
mouth bobbing up and down on the doctor's hard cock. Watching as the sperm
flowed from his lips as he licked the doctor's balls clean.



Jason grabbed the collar and yanked Dr. Weston to his feet. He removed the
collar from his neck.

"Now, doctor Weston! The next time anyone asks you about the BDS&M
lifestyle you'll have first hand knowledge. You won't have to pretend! My
father won't be coming to see you anymore."

Jason tossed Dr. Weston his clothes.



"If you want to see him, you'll have to come here. I've destroyed the
pictures. You don't have to worry. If you want to come back, it'll have to
be your choice. Not something that was forced onto you."

John held the door open for Dr. Weston as he left.



It was an experience doctor Weston would never forget. He found the images
creeping back into his memory every day. It was hard to concentrate at
work. He began to fantasize while he read several books about masters and
slaves. Being dominant and being submissive. He soon realized his
professional conclusion was correct. He was the submissive; the slave.



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Four weeks to the day, doctor Weston found himself ringing the door bell
and Jason Bennett answering the door.

"I thought you'd be back doctor. You came of your own free will?"

Dr. Weston nodded, "yes."

Jason smiled. "You won't be disappointed. Strip naked! Get on your knees!
Hands clasp behind your head! Eyes on the floor!"



Jason circled doctor Weston. "You see, my friend John doesn't have a
father. The last time you were here he was very fond of you. I guess you
psychiatrists would call it substituting a father figure. I'll call him and
have him come over. In the mean time my dad will get your ready."

Paul led doctor Weston back to the room in the back.

"This is usually how we will be." Paul said. "I mean naked all the time."



Paul placed a leather shoulder harness on doctor Weston.

It draped over his shoulders, around his neck and under his arms. It
fastened with a leather strap around his chest and buckled in the
back. Next, Paul cuffed his hands behind his back to the large ring on the
harness. The finishing touches was the small leather strap around his cock
and balls and the white penis gag in his mouth. Paul smiled at him.

"You'll like John. He's always wanted a father to do things with."



An hour later John arrived at the house. He strolled in with that arrogant
manner of his. The doctor was on his knees in the living room, the strap
around his genitals made him very hard.

"We'll begin with the formalities. I've never liked the master/slave
terms. When you're allowed to talk, you'll address me as son! I'll call you
dad or father. "

John rubbed his hands over the doctor's chest, playing with his firm
nipples.



"I'm a strict son. I like disciplinary spanking very much. I like to hear
the crack of a belt or whip on a naked ass!"

With a fist full of hair, John pulled his head back.

"Your main job as my father is to take care of your son's cock! Weather
it's in your mouth or in your ass!"

John pinched his nipples again. "I also like that involuntary twitch you do
when I pinch your nipples."



Later that evening, Jason had made his father bend over the arm of the
sofa. John made doctor Weston do the same, making sure their cock and balls
were pulled back between their legs. John rubbed his finger gently around
doctor Weston's sphincter.

"You ever hear of the Crying Game? Me and Jason have our own version of
that."

John took a pair of dice from his pocket.

"We're going to roll the dice and see what comes up."



Jason stepped in front of the sofa.

"The number rolled equals how many whacks you across the ass!"

John laughed, still poking at Weston's pucker.

"The first one that tears up! Looses the game."

After five rolls of the dice, Paul was the first to get tears.



"Now lets flip a coin," John shouted. "Heads you get a cock in the
mouth. Tails you get a cock in your ass!"

John laughed out loud.

"You're gonna love this, dad. It's tails! A hard one up your tight hole!"

Jason flipped the coin.

"Damn! Tails also. I kind of wanted the mouth."

The humping began as they turned it into a competition, seeing who could
ejaculate first.



It was almost 1:00 am before they got to bed. Doctor Weston was fitted with
the same style chastity device that Paul wore. John locked it on him.

"You won't know its even there until your cock swells up in the morning."

John didn't feel like driving home so he and doctor Weston used the spare
bedroom.

John came to bed naked, turned off the lights then climbed in bed next to
doctor Weston. Doctor Weston went to sleep more contented than he had been
in many years....

End