Part 9 ====== By TopLegal WARNING This contains graphic descriptions of sexual intercourse and sadomasochistic activities between adult males. If this offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your location, or you are not of legal age, do not read it. Any resemblance of characters in this story to the living is purely coincidental. (c) 2002, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via Usenet and the Web provided that the following two conditions are met: there is no cost to access this story, e.g. AdultCheck, pay site, etc., and the story is posted in full without modifications. Training Jorg ------------- My humiliation of Jorg Peters was one of my few long term projects. I had solely made greater and greater demands on him. In order to get sex he had to be prompt. If he was not at the front door by five-sharp on a Friday, he might as well not come. Each week I would ratchet up the expectations ever so slightly. He had to bring his own condom and have the package in his mouth by five-sharp. The following week I required him to buy the condoms immediately before he arrived at the drugstore on nearby Main Street. I rummaged his wallet for the receipt. No receipt. I sent him packing. Twice he had gone without success, he was learning that disobedience had consequences. Each time he performed satisfactorily, he was rewarded by the chance to suck my cock and get fucked by me. Nudity by five-sharp came next. He was ready. The following week the core of his training began. I brought him in naked using his tie and led him upstairs. Restrained him to the bed and brought out my twin lovers. A look of surprise crossed his face as they kissed me. I instructed them to unload his cum completely and they eagerly sucked him off. That finished, they untied him and forced him onto his knees. He was made to suck me off with his cock completely drained and then the boys held him down while I fucked him. Jorg loved the humiliation. The next elements would be introducing corporal punishment and enforced chastity. Jorg's Wife ----------- I met Jorg's wife at the local coffee shop just down the street from the loft. She was pregnant and clearly frustrated with Jorg's lack of attention to ~her~ needs. I spilled the beans on my relationship with him and my thoughts for how to better train Jorg to serve his wife's needs. She was reluctant at first but, after some persuading by me agreed to my plan. It was a gradual plan and one that could easily be disrupted by my need to travel during the summer. My summer plans changed radically when my professor had a heart attack and was confined to bed rest. That meant that aside from me visiting and helping her work on older photographs from my dark room I would be alone at the loft all summer. Loose Ends ---------- I suppose describing Gerhard himself as a loose end is unfair, but he never returned to the States after Spring Break and his castration. I did receive some paperwork from his master, Kurt, with instructions to give the school and for disposition--destruction of Gerhard's belongings. If the twins weren't such wonderful lovers and friends to me, I think the loss of Gerhard as a friend at school would have been devastating. As it was, I definitely missed him, but the twins were more than lovers to me. We had over seven-plus months become friends and brothers as well. I delivered the note from Gerhard withdrawing from the school to the Dean in person and got permission to pick up his belongings. I took the belongings back to my loft and boxed them up for Goodwill. Gerhard would have no use for them and destroying them seemed so petty. I got permission from our dad to visit Germany during the summer and for now that was that. Dad helped me book several travel weekends to visit the twins at Football camp as well as a week in Germany, alone. He himself planned a Panama Canal cruise and convinced me to join him. With that schedule set I returned to Jorg's wife to set in motion the rest of my plan. As I mentioned, I had steadily been degrading Jorg a bit more each week. Training Jorg 2 --------------- The next phase for Jorg was submission to corporal punishment. When he arrived that Friday, I greeted him at the door, he was naked--as required--and holding a condom in his mouth. I took the condom from him and led him by his tie over a specially designed spanking bench. He resisted and I quickly pushed him down roughly and fastened him to it. He knew better than to protest, but clearly was disturbed that I was cuffing his hands and legs to the bench with his bare ass exposed for discipline. "Jorg," I said in a patronizing tone, "I am certain that you want to be spanked, and the reason I know that is that if you do not beg me to whip your ass, you will be sent out unkissed, unfucked, unloved and never return." I paused patiently to let me words sink in. He turned his head towards me to see if I was perhaps "joking" but my stern expression and the wooden paddle in my hand suggested otherwise. He whimpered softly at first, "yes." I rested the paddle on the small of his back. "I didn't hear that." "Please sir," he said his voice trembling. "Louder and like you want it boy," I said. "Whip my ass sir, I want you to whip my ass," he blurted out loudly, but quickly. I kissed him on the forehead, "that's more like it." I administered five firm licks, the point here was not to beat him brutally but to bring him under submission. I then let the twins carry him upstairs to our bed to be sucked dry. Only once he was completely relieved of his cum by my twin lovers was he brought back over the spanking bench. "What do you want BOY?" "To be fucked, SIR," he said. I slid the condom on my hard cock and rammed it into his restrained body. Then I sent him home to his loving wife. Finals ------ During finals my huge warehouse loft began to be overtaken by faculty who, while paying rent, meant my abode was now shared. Sure I had a 450 square meter (about 4000 sq. ft) top floor to myself, but it felt different. The apartments would bring me money, but I felt a bit like my personal domain had been invaded. At my dad's suggestion I commissioned a redesign of the loft to create a second bedroom with a sex play area below. The map below shows the renovation. Including the enlargement of my darkroom and the addition of a nice salon style bar. ` Mississippi River View (~2 blocks away) First Street Side ---------------------------------------------------- | Office >| Main | |--| Street | +DR| Side | Great Room | | | BBBBBBB |--| | B +GB| | ----XX---------|--| | | | | Kitchen <|++|<| Playroom Bath| | <|EE|<| | ---------------------------------------------------- Second Street Side First Street Side ---------------------------------------------------- | | Main | Open to below | Street | | Side | | | | |-------------------------| | | + | ------------------| | Bath| | | + | | & + Large Bedroom >|--|> Guest Bed |GB| | Clos| >|--|> | | ---------------------------------------------------- Second Street Side Legend ------ + = Door EE = Freight elevator BB = Bar < = Up staircase to bedroom loft area > = Down fire staircase to street DR = Dark room XX = Concealed entrance to playroom GB = Guest bathroom ` Final grades were not far behind exams and the twins had already headed for football camp when the envelopes came: ` Class Lane Kyle Rafael English 3.7 3.7 3.0 Calculus II 3.3 3.3 --- Spanish I 3.7 3.7 --- Business II 3.0 3.0 --- Chemistry 3.0 3.0 --- Intro Comp Sci --- --- 4.0 Photography II --- --- 4.0 Printmaking --- --- 4.0 Sculpture --- --- 4.0 ` While I had managed to improve my English grade slightly, I was most pleasantly surprised to 4.0 Printmaking. The twins performance had been unchanged from their midterms. With the twins gone, Jorg was about to start on the next phase of his humiliation, but not before I got my ass whipped good for my performance in school. I had called Dad on the golf course when my grades came and he told me to be waiting for him. I knew he would arrive around 1800 so, I was already naked by 1730 and at 1750, I climbed onto the spanking bench and fastened my legs and one arm into place. With tenants in the building, I heard the elevator several times before my dad entered the room. I loved Mr. Thompson so much and greatly appreciated his firm hand with discipline. He fastened my free hand into the restraints and then talked about my grades with me. He was very pleased that I had brought my printmaking grade up, but still sorely disappointed about English. "Rafael," he said, "your English is as good as the twins and you cannot use the excuse that you are half Spanish to escape that fact." I nodded, "I really did try dad, but I know I need some punishment." Dad patted me on the back and agreed. He settled on a foot long oak paddle with holes in it and began to blister my buttocks and upper thighs. After seventy blows I lost count and by the time he stopped my ass was surely blistered to all fuck and I was sobbing like a little boy. He rubbed Ben Gay onto my sore ass cheeks and thighs and then also inserted some on his finger into my fuckhole. I had to stay on the spanking bench for two hours until he untied me and took me to bed with him. He held me tenderly and reminded me how much he loved me and I thanked him for punishing me. I really do love my dad and I appreciate his firm disciplinary hand. After a whiled we discussed how the twins would be punished--by me--when I visited them at camp in a few weeks. Then we took my sports car, dad always let me drive unlike the twins, to a nice restaurant. I managed to forget about my sore butt and enjoy the dinner. Over dinner dad gave me $100,000 to use towards the renovation with an admonition that ~at least~ ten thousand had to go towards the playroom. Training Jorg 3 --------------- With the twins gone it was time to introduce Jorg to the joys of enforced chastity. I had selected the CB-2000 to start with, but his wife and I had agreed that after the initial period Jorg was getting a Tollyboy. After whipping his ass sore on the spanking bench, I handcuffed his arms behind him as I took him off. That was when Jorg realized the twins were not around to drain him of cum. "Jorg," I said as I pushed him onto his knees, "I want to introduce you to a new friend, the CB-2000." He stared at the plastic cage confused, I smiled and explained, "it is a hi-tech chastity device. I will attach it to your cock and it will not be coming off for quite some time." His confusion turned to fear. I put a hand on his shoulder to keep him kneeling as I began to get his testicles through the first ring. I attached the CB-2000 and the rings of intrigue and then affixed the plastic, serial coded tabs to keep it in place. I felt that would be crueler than metal locks and more sadistic. After I was satisfied that the cage was in place I pushed him over a chair and fucked him roughly. It felt good to have my hard dick plunged into his ass knowing that his cock was straining against the hard plastic cage. I orgasmed in less than a minute and then pulled out, uncuffed him and handed him a sealed envelope. "Take this envelope to your wife, she is expecting it, do not open it before you give it to her or there will be severe consequences," I said handing Jorg and envelope and dismissing him from my presence. The letter that Jorg's wife would find had explicit instructions and a sheet for her to sign and return confirming that Jorg had been good: > Make Jorg lick your pussy each night this week and sign and return > this card to me indicating that he complied. > > -R.P. Training Jorg 4 --------------- I was sorely tempted to check in on Jorg during the week, but decided against it. He returned the following week with a condom and a return envelope in his mouth. I took the condom and the envelope and he went over to the spanking bench without having to be asked. I restrained him to the bench and read his wife's note. "It seems you gave your wife difficulty the first night," I said matter of factly. He nodded meekly. "Let me go find a heavy cane," I said and walked away from him for a few minutes. Jorg was sweating and straining against the bonds of the bench when I returned. "Bad boys need to be punished," I said as I put a hand on his back and then lifted the cane into the air. Twenty strokes later Jorg was promising to try hard to please his wife. I was satisfied that he had been punished enough and stopped the punishment. I let him off the bench and fucked him with the chastity belt on and then handed him a new envelope. He started to talk and I picked up the cane, he realized he had been punished, used and dismissed. I am also fairly certain that he now understood that there would be no release unless he satisfied my instructions to the T. The note to his wife this week had more meat to it: > Make sure Jorg knows I leave next week for ten days in Florida and > so he will have to go two weeks if he steps out of line. > > Keep him licking your pussy daily and this week both nipples as > well. > > Start making him your sex slave. > > You control his ability to receive pleasure now. Training Jorg 5 --------------- Jorg apparently had gotten the message. The next week after I strapped him to the spanking bench, I opened his wife's letter to find glowing compliments on Jorg's pussylicking capabilities. I fucked Jorg on the spanking bench directly without administering punishment. He begged me for release and I brought him up to my bedroom and tied him to the bed. I removed the chastity belt from his swollen cock and began to stroke his cock extremely slowly. I was careful to monitor his body for signs of orgasm and stop at any hint that his body might erupt before I was ready. I started talking to him, "I trust your wife is much happier these days." He nodded and moaned. "You realize that this is only the beginning of your submission to her." His face turned pouty and I stopped stroking his cock. "Please continue," he begged, "I need to shoot a load." "Your needs are not very important to me, but your wife's are." "I know I've been a lousy husband." "And?" "I'm ready to do better." I nodded approvingly and finished jacking him off and then despite his pleas, reaffixed the chastity belt for what at a minimum would be two weeks. Write the Author ---------------- These stories are e-mail'ware, show your appreciation by dropping some feedback (in English) to the author at toplegal@yahoo.com. Check out my other stories at . $$