Date: Tue, 14 Nov 2006 13:00:35 +0000 From: Deeper Diver Subject: Danny's Rehab Program Chapter 2 (Authoritarian) This story is copyright to the author. You are welcome to download for personal use but not for sale or profit. The series is homoerotic with detailed descriptions of sex between consenting males age fifteen and above including domination, bondage and s/m. If this is not your scene please leave this site NOW. Also if you are underage to read this type of material or it is illegal in your country please leave. Email comments the author at deepdiver_pr@yahoo.com Danny's Rehab Program by deepdiver "Ouch!" screamed Gerson. "Please stop, please." "You talked again." said Danny, " that means three more on each cheek. But I will only give you one on each cheek if you say after each. 'Thank you, master.'" Wap the paddle fell on one cheek and stung really bad. Gerson yelled, "ouch." Wap the paddle hit again... This time Gerson screamed, "Thank you, master!" Danny untied him, asked him if he still had a headache and offered him a couple of aspirins and locked him up in his padded cell. Chapter Two Cold Turkey Danny was preparing his guest a lite breakfast and watching his captive on close circuit through his computer monitor. He was expecting Gerson to begin going through withdrawal symptoms as time progressed. After preparing the blood and stool samples in a prepaid postal box, he dropped them into the mail box on his was down to serve his guest breakfast. As he opened the door to the padded cell, he heard Gerson moaning. "Please, I need a fix," Gerson managed to say between moans. "Sorry, you can forget that. That is from your old life. Now you have to go through the birth pains of your new life. Here try to eat something, you will need your strength," Danny said. Danny moved over to Gerson's mat, and tried to help him up into a siting position. Gerson took a couple of spoon fulls of cold cereal, but then quickly jumped towards a nearby plastic pan and began heaving into it. Danny moved to him, grabbing his naked shoulders in order to support and comfort him. When the spasms stopped, Gerson looked up into Danny's eyes and said: "Please, I feel so awful, please give me some coke." "You have been using coke to deal with your feelings long enough. Now you have to learn to cope on your own." Danny insisted. Gerson went back to his mat, assumed a fetal position and kept on moaning and whispering...."please, please," and soon drifted off into a restless sleep. Danny was afraid of Danny dehydrating and while he slept brought in a stretcher to which he could be secured and then connected him to a drip. While he slept Danny studied every inch of the front of his body. He began imagining what it would be like to play with his dime size nipples or to lick sweet honey from his navel. Danny wanted so much to play with this boy's genitals and milk him of his boy nectar, but that would have to wait until Gerson was fit to respond and learn to accept his new life. During the next few days, Danny often wiped Gerson down with cool wet towels. Gerson was going through the worst on the second day alternating between chills and sweats. Several times, Danny tied to get him to eat some chicken broth or some ensure, but Gerson was not able to take much nourishment by mouth. Luckily Danny had arranged with a client, an MD, to be able to do the testing and get the medical supplies he needed in order to meet Gerson's withdrawal symptoms head on. On the fourth day, Gerson was able to hold down some broth and Danny removed the drip. Gerson hadn't been up from the stretcher and needed to urinate. Danny undid the drip, untied him and took him over to the bathroom. Gerson stood at the toilet, waiting for Danny to leave or at least look away, but Danny just stood watching him. "Come on man, give me a break, I can't pee with you watching me," Gerson whined. Danny just smiled, looked Gerson in his eyes, noticing his personality was beginning to manifest itself again. "Well, lets just get you showered, maybe after a good clean up, you will be able to take a leak." Danny said, half teasingly. As Danny moved toward him, Gerson protested, "Wait, wait, give me a sec." And very quickly a almost clear stream of urine shot out of the end of his penis. Gerson gave a deep sigh of relief as he emptied his bladder. Then Danny took him over to the shower and begin washing him down. Again he shampooed his hair, and then using liquid soap washed his back, then his chest, letting his fingers circle around Gerson's nice smooth pecs. Then he moved down to his stomach and enjoyed how flat and firm it was. When he began soaping his genitals, Danny noticed that Gerson's penis began to swell. But Danny did not make any effort to stimulate him. He simply limited himself to making sure that he was clean after all the sweating which had made his skin somewhat sticky and humid. Telling Gerson to turn around he began soaping his nicely rounded and firm ass cheeks. Gerson, was still uncomfortable at having someone else wash him especially his private parts, but there was also a part of him that was enjoying sensations that he could not remember ever having experienced. He wanted to protest and insist on washing himself, but there was something strongly appealing and comforting to have someone else care for his personal needs in such a caring way. His contradictory feelings were confusing him. The when Danny pushed a finger against his anus, he tensed even further and was ready to jump free, but before he could, Danny pressed a finger inside his sphincter and washed him throughly. Danny then finished washing him and dried him with a fresh towel. Gerson felt wonderfully renewed, but still confused. Danny led him out to the main room of the basement and took a chair. He pointed to the floor indicating that Gerson was to kneel at his feet. Gerson hesitated, but was filled with fear as he saw Danny frown at him and quickly dropped to his knees. Gerson's New Life Begins Danny spoke. "You understand why you are here, don't you?" "Not exactly," Gerson answered fearfully. Danny began to explain, "You now belong to me...." "But." interjected Gerson. "Quiet! And don't interrupt me. As I was saying, you are now my slave. You wasted you life and threw it away. I rescued you from certain death and now you owe me your life," explained Danny. "I understand, but I will repay you it all," Gerson said. "Yes you will," Danny continued, "but not as you might think. Do you remember what happened the day you were delivered to me?" Gerson answered slowly, "its kind of like a bad dream.... I remember, I went down to the docks to pick up a shipment of drugs that I had ordered, but when I got there, they told me to go inside an abandoned building. I remember that they sat me down and wanted me to pay all I owed them. I told them that if they would just give me my order, I could make a payment, but they kept insisting that I pay all I owed them. Then someone put a gun to my head. I thought that was it. The were talking about killing me right then and there. I began to plead for my life and promise to pay all I owed them..... But they kept saying it was too late that I was too far behind and that I was using the stuff for myself. I begged and said I would do anything if they gave me another chance. Then, I remember that they gave me some papers to sign. There were many pages and I had to sign them all. I was just go glad that they didn't pull the trigger, I would have signed anything." Danny interrupted Gerson saying, "Yes, I have those papers. You gave me power of attorney over you and the right to keep you here in Rehab as long as I want and until your debt to me is paid in full." "Oh, thank you. I don't know who you are, but if you just let me go, I will get that money somehow and pay you back." Gerson answered without understanding the full impact of what Danny had said. "Gerson, forget about going anywhere. This is now where you live. You have a new life now. You ruined your previous life with the lies you kept telling yourself. Now, you are here in a new life and I am your teacher. You will learn all you need to know from me. You will call me master and your only concern must be to please me...." "But...," said Gerson just before he was slapped hard in the face. The force of the slap knocked him to one side. Gerson was in shock and totally confused. "You interrupted me again. I do not have any desire to hurt you. But I will punish you if you do not pay attention and learn. I will care for you and all your needs will be met. But you must obey me in all and stop thinking for yourself. We will now begin you reeducation. The sooner you accept your fate the sooner you will adapt yourself. You belong to me now. Your mind, your body, your biological functions, your feelings are all mine. Do you understand?" Danny asked. Gerson was moving his head as if to say no, but not wanting to be hit again, dared not contradict Danny and so he whispered, "yes, master." "I can't hear you," Danny said, with the intent of helping Gerson accept his new position in life. "Yes, master." Gerson repeated a little louder. "I still cannot hear you." Danny said forcefully. "YES, MASTER!" responded Gerson now with tears flowing down his cheeks. Danny commanded: "Stand, Slave." And Gerson, fearing more punishment, jumped to his feet. Danny surprised him by hugging his naked body and pulling him into a bear hug. Gerson was very tense at first. But the warmth of Danny's body, and the sensation of being held so close and so firmly, had the effect of melting Gerson into Danny's arms. Danny began swaying in order to comfort his new boy toy, which had the effect of Gerson opening the gate of all the emotions he had pent up not only for the last few days, but for years and he began to weep profusely. Danny moved one hand up and down the back of Gerson's head. "Good just let it out....I will protect you." Gerson finally was able to compose himself. His confusion was even greater now. He resented being slapped by Danny. He hated being referred to as a slave and even more having to call Danny his master. But the feeling of being held in Danny's strong arms was exilterating. Never had Gerson felt such intimacy, nor such strong feelings of security while being held in his master's arms. Then he realized that he just thought of Danny as his master...."what the hell have I got myself into?" he thought. The Initiation Danny continued, "now lets begin. When I say 'Display,' I want you to stand straight, with your chest out and you legs about one foot apart. Do you understand?" "I think so." Gerson responded. "No, no, that won't do," Danny corrected. "You will always say either 'yes, master, yes or no, master, no.' Understood?" "Yes... m a s t e r, Yes," Gerson responded somewhat glad he could please the man who had saved his life and who had just given him so much comfort.. "Display!" Danny commanded. Gerson did his best to please Danny. He was finding being treated as a slave very distasteful, and very much in contradiction to his former personality, yet he wanted to please Danny. He wanted to feel protected and safe again like he had felt a few minutes earlier, before Danny began giving him orders. Danny came close, and with his foot indicated that Gerson should spread his legs a bit further apart with his feet turned slightly outward. He also indicated that he should suck in his belly and push out his chest. Thus better showing off his body's attributes. Danny took out a booklet and a tape measure and began to measure Gerson's arm length, his biceps, his neck size, his inseam, his thighs and his waist. The then led him over to a scale and weighed him. All his measurements were recorded. "Gerson come here and kneel." Danny commanded. Gerson came back toward his master and knelt before him. "Now touch you forehead to the floor!" Danny said. Gerson hesitated, frowned, but slowly moved his head lower until it touched the floor. Danny began to explain this position to him. "Everyday, the first time you see me you are to assume this position until I recognize you. It declares that you recognize me as your master and yourself as my obedient slave. Do you understand?" Danny inquired. "Yes, master," Gerson answered in a low voice. "Louder, I already have reasons to punish you, don't push me; I will not hesitate to hurt you." Danny ordered. "Yes, MASTER!" Gerson said much louder this time. "Good boy. As I was saying, you will always greet me this way each day but on later meetings a simple bow will suffice. Now pick up your head." Danny said firmly. Danny moved right up close to the kneeling naked Gerson. He put his hand behind his head and pulled him into his crotch. "Breath deeply," he commanded. Gerson, suddenly panicked. He could not comprehend what was happening. He tried to pull back, but Danny held his head firmly in place. Gerson's heart was beating so hard he thought it would pop out of his chest. Then he saw Danny lower his zipper and his fear intensified so much that he could not breath.. "Put your nose in my zipper." Danny said coldly. Gerson was still trying to pull back, but on his knees and due to his weakened state he was no match for Danny's strong arm. Slowly h is nose approached the entrance to Danny's pants. "Breath in deeply and relax! I said Relax!" Danny instructed. Gerson was too afraid to relax. He didn't know where this was going....tears began to come down his face again. He was holding his breath because he was so tense, but finally his need to breath forced him to inhale and Danny's male musk penetrated his nasal passages. He was caught off guard. At first he was sickened by the odour, but after the initial shock, the smell of testosterone and sweat worked as almost an aphrodisiac and he began to sniff the scent with more and more gusto surprising and confusing himself even more. When Danny looked down into Gerson's boyish face, he saw the trail left by his tears. "What's the matter, don't tell me you never smelt a real man before?" Danny teased. "No sir, no, I sorry, I ain't no queer." "Queer? Straight? Bi? Those are options of free men. When you were free you had your preferences. But you abused your freedom and lost it. Now you are mine. You are nothing more than my slave. You will do what I say, whether you like it or not. Your preferences, your likes are all of no importance to me. Get that into your head. You will do what say and like it. Do you understand?" Danny said with the intention of breaking down Gerson's resistance to accepting his new life as Danny's sex slave. "Sir... sir I don't think I can do this" Gerson whimpered. "Did I ask you what you can or cannot do? No, I am not interested in what you think you can or cannot do. You just obey me and obey you will or suffer the consequences and maybe even lose this last chance you have been given," Danny warned. "I am no sadist and do not enjoy hurting you, but I will punish you severely until you obey me without question." Danny then moved his hand over Gerson's wet cheek caressing him gently. Gerson responded to his kind gesture by closing his eyes and allowing himself to feel the warmth and comfort of a loving caress. But then Danny's hand moved down towards Gerson's mouth. He used a finger to lower his bottom lip. Suddenly Gerson opened his eyes in fright as Danny moved his finger between Gerson's cheek and teeth. Gerson had a sudden urge to bite Danny, but he repressed the urge because of his fear and accepted this latest intrusion. Danny motioned for Gerson to part his teeth which Gerson did not knowing what to expect next. Danny moved his finger over Gerson's tongue and explored his mouth. Gerson was tasting Danny finger. He thought that the flavour was not so bad, he just didn't now how to respond. The thought to himself, that he could not take too much more of this when suddenly he felt a second finger come into his mouth. Danny was exploring his orifice for three reasons. First to show Gerson that he did not fear him. Secondly to declare this part of Gerson's body as his own and finally to get Gerson used to tasting his master. Then Danny began trying to get his entire fist into Gerson's mouth. The fear is Gerson's eyes was notable. But Danny just wanted to push him to his limits so that he would get less resistance later on. Danny began to choke, more from fear than from interference with his breathing or swallowing and then Danny pulled out his cock. Gerson had never seen a penis so close to his face. He was fascinated and repulsed at the same time. Again fear intensified as he began to imagine what Danny might command him next. He couldn't help but notice how straight was Danny's shaft and how the head formed what resembled a soldier's helmet. It was so well proportioned and in some strange way, the soft skin combined with the rigidity seemed to be truly a work of art, a thing of beauty. Danny suddenly said, "Lick it. Lick your master's cock" Gerson began to tremble. The idea of touching another man's penis with his mouth or tongue repulsed him. He wanted to jump up and run out of the house. But he had no clothes, and were would he go? He knew that there could be no escape from the drug lords. Suddenly he felt Danny's hand behind his head pulling him closer. As he neared Danny's crotch, again he got a whiff of male musk which penetrated his nasal cavity and the sensation began to have an erotic effect on him. He leaned his head forward and formed his lips into a pucker hoping that if he kissed it quickly, the ordeal would be over sooner. Suddenly his lips met the head of Danny's penis. He kissed it and in spite of his disgust, found that he was enjoying the sensation of his lips meeting the warm flesh of Danny's engorged cock head. "Stick out your tongue, like a good boy and lick my penis." Gerson heard Danny say as if he were hearing a voice from the far end of a long tunnel. Gerson parted his teeth and extended his tongue..... there was a drop of pre-cum by now on the end of Danny's penis. The taste to Gerson's surprise was not gross, but rather like the salty sweet taste of anchovies which he loved on pizza. He began lapping up and down Danny's shaft which kept growing more and more stiff as he serviced his master's man tool. Gerson's own cock began to swell, but he was so fascinated by Danny's eight inches, he didn't realize the effects on his own cock. Danny however, was very much aware of Gerson's sexual response. After allowing Gerson to become accustomed to licking his dick, Danny began thinking that he was ready for the next step in his training. Danny considered giving his new slave head, but then thought that this might evoke feelings of power over himself and decided it was best to keep Gerson feeling subservient until he fully accepted his fate. "Ok, now open your mouth, cover your teeth with your lips and make sure they don't touch my dick or you will be punished severely." Danny ordered. Gerson, was getting into licking Danny's cock and wanted to please Danny as a way of thanking him for saving his life, but the thought of giving a guy head was just too much. "Please, master, no, please.....," he begged, but to no avail. "Open, and take me." Danny said authoritatively. He then put his fingers back into Gerson's trembling mouth and guided his cock in over his fingers. This gave Gerson a lot in his mouth and forced him to open wide. He also tasted Danny familiar fingers which helped him relax a bit. Then Danny retracted his hand and placed it on the back of Gerson's neck and began fucking his face. Danny loved te feeling of Gerson's silky hair which he had washed earlier. Looking down into Gerson's sad eyes was also such a turn on as his cock moved over Gerson's sensual and wet tongue. Danny felt intoxicated by the power he felt over this handsome stud that knelt at his feet and trembled at his commands. "Come on, get into it. Give your master the pleasure I deserve after taking care of you all these days. Suck on it." Danny said as he cock grew harder and harder. Within about ten more rhythmic penetrations Danny began to cum into Gerson's mouth. He held him in place and moved towards his throat. But deep throating him would have to wait for later lessons. Gerson was already gaging more from the shock of the squits of cum emptying into his mouth than from his gag reflex. "Don't let one drop escape." Danny said as his body spasmed strongly several times and then slowly subsided into smaller pleasurable jerks. "Now swallow my milk, it will give you the protein that you so badly need." Gerson was surprised how quickly Danny came. He didn't expect Danny to cum in his mouth either because the few times that Gerson's ex girl friend had given him head, he had always pulled out before he came. He was shocked by the quantity of sperm that Danny had emptied into him and his first reaction was to spit it out, but the taste was not so bad and in spite of being on his knees he felt strange feelings of satisfaction that he could give Danny this pleasure. "Now, lick my cock clean," Danny said. Gerson was so glad to have Danny's penis out of his mouth and able to swallow that he eagerly began licking his cock which had begun to grow soft, but began to stiffen again as he licked it with so much enthusiasm. He was fascinated by his ability to use his tongue and make is master hard again so quickly. Danny then led Gerson over to a tread mill which had a built in computer and told him that he would have to exercise for 2O minutes. Gerson was in fairly good shape, but more due to his youth than any real efforts to maintain himself. While Danny would begin to prepare lunch, and after a short break, Gerson was to mount a stationary bike and do 15 minutes and another five cooling down. By then Danny would have lunch ready. After exercising and eating lunch Danny allowed Gerson to go back and rest for awhile before their afternoon training session. Danny used this time to catch up on his work, moving his client's monies from one investment to another guided by his sense of the market and his knowledge of the various company's quarterly earnings..