Epilog Epilog 2 to a series about my initial sexual encounters with other men by caelin, September 2008 To my surprise, Big Daddy was not happy with the story I posted a few days ago. In fact, he was furious. "You fucking white asshole!" he screamed at me, beating on me with his fists, "You used my real name, for the whole world to see!" He kept hitting me and I tried to cover my head with my arms. "You are NEVER to call me by my name, you got that, you little faggot?!? You are to address me only as "Big Daddy" ... or "Master" Then, he roughly stripped me and dragged me to the bedroom, where he threw me face-down on the bed. He tied my wrists and ankles to the bedpost, and then took off his thick, leather belt. I struggled furiously but was unable to escape. Big Daddy beat me savagely, until I was sobbing and begging for mercy. Finally, he got the anger out of his system and calmed down. He untied me and I saw a guilty look on his face as he saw the red stripes across my back, butt, and legs. He cradled me and rocked me gently as I cried in his arms. "See what you made me do?" he told me. "You know I love you, baby! Why do you have to go and make me hurt you?" He left me alone for the rest of the day, but made me go to the ASSTR site and edit my last story, a few minutes ago, so that his real name didn't appear. He's down in the kitchen, now, drinking beers and leaving me alone, up in our room. I don't know what to think. Maybe I've made a big mistake.