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A Daymare on Kelly Street

Part 41 A Bondage Interlude

This story is fiction,  a figment of my warped imagination.  Should the
characters in this story even remotely bare similarities to any real person,
living or dead,  it was purely accidental and any such similarities are strictly
coincidences.

This story deals with mature subject matter and involves intimate gay sex.  If
it is illegal for you to read such material, due to your age or location,  then
please don't. If you are offended by acts of homosexuality between consenting
and non-consenting adults, then Do Not Read this story.

The author does not necessarily condone or subscribe to the behavior discussed
in this story.  It was written strictly as a form of entertainment and acts
described should not be attempted by anyone that does not know what the hell
they are doing.

PLEASE NOTE:  This chapter, as all chapters, was run through the MSWord98 spell
checker.   I have made every attempt to try and ensure spelling is correct,
however this story is written in every day speech.   I used my own spelling for
slang and street words that do not do not appear in the spell checker
dictionary.   As well, the grammar is most likely less than perfect, I am not an
English major.   If you want good grammar and absolutely perfect spelling, I
would suggest you go to your favorite book store and buy a story by a
professional writer.   You get what you pay for.

Story codes:  M/M/Anal/Oral/Bond/NC/Spank/Hum/cbt/WS

This story (c) by Rob 2001, all rights reserved.
Comments to:      cumulust@yahoo.com    or   robolder@excite.com  



A Daymare on Kelly Street

by Rob

Part 41

A Bondage Interlude

The plane had reached cruising altitude and I was just getting up to go for a
cold drink, when Arnold opened the office door.

"Sir, Pat is calling from England."

I rushed into Charlie's office to take the call.

"Hi Pat," I said excitedly.   "Man have I missed you."

"Hi, Harold."  Pat's wonderful voice answered.   "Missed you too, been very
lonely sleeping alone.   We have been very busy here.   Sir George was found
guilty of all the charges.   The  Council will have to sit for sure, now."

"Well I can't say that I am disappointed." I replied.  "The Sonofabitch deserves
whatever the Council throws at him." 

"Charlie is very, very happy with your behavior in Sidney, Harold.   Keith
called him this morning and was just bubbling over with enthusiastic tributes to
your behavior.  Said you were the best damned thing that had happened to the
Congress in many a year."

"Your, kidding."  I replied excited.  "I didn't do much except try to keep out
of trouble."

"Well that ain't the way Keith tells it, so you are very high in Charlie's books
right now." 

"That's great, Pat.   Maybe he won't pull anymore of his nasty surprises on me
for a while."  I said happily.

"Mmmm, Harold.  Don't count on it.   Everything Charlie does is for a reason.  
Just remember he is the Master and we all obey, no matter what."  Pat
admonished.

"Ok, ok.   I won't go counting my chickens before they are hatched, but I can
hope, can't I?"  I replied.

"Of course you can Harold, just don't make your hopes and dreams so high they
are beyond reach." Pat advised.

"Ok." I answered, but having Charlie happy couldn't hurt.

"We are still six or seven hours out of Cape Town." I explained.   "Was just
sitting down to lunch with everyone.   Wish you were here to enjoy it with us." 

"So do I but have tons of work to do." 

"We have had some fun parties so far on this trip." I explained.   "These
Master's are all really great guys, Pat.   Perhaps I am seeing all of this in a
new light?   I am going to have to thank Charlie on bended knee for sending me
on this one."

"Charlie's wish at the moment is for you to see the whole life style, to come to
understand it and be able to function completely and at ease within it."  Pat
explained. 

"He really is very pleased with your performance, Harold.  As you know he always
rewards his people for a job well done.   I expect he will have a reward for you
as well when you get back."

"Now I better get to the reason for my call.   There has been a change in plans.   
Gunther in Germany and Hans from Sweden are already here.   They flew in on
aircraft belonging to their own Congresses.   So after you pick up Dave in Cape
town you will just have Rene in Toulouse, France.   Then it will be a straight
run to London.   You should be here by midnight tonight.   How does that sound?"

"Oh that will be great, Pat.   Will you be meeting me at the airport?"  I was
overjoyed.

"Don't know yet, depends on a couple of things here.   Will have to play it by
ear.  Now my love I must get back to work." 

"Thanks for calling Pat.   I can't wait to get back, I missed you so much."  I
replied.

"Love you, Harold." Pat whispered sexily.    "Bye for now."

"Love you, Pat.   Bye." I said and the line went dead.

I sat for a moment, contemplating what Pat had just told me.  We would be back
in London tonight.   That was good news, I had enjoyed this trip but really
wanted to get back to Pat.   We have had so little time together in the last few
weeks.   Perhaps, Charlie would leave us alone for a while.   Mmmm,  Harold is a
dreamer me thinks, I thought to myself.

Buzzzzz, Buzzzzzz.  The intercom on the desk sounded and a little amber light
began to blink on and off.   I pushed the, "speak" button:

"Yes."  I asked.

"Sir," Arnold's voice came loud and clear through the device.  "Master Hank has
requested to speak with you."

"Is he in your office?"  I asked, wondering what Hank could want.

"No Sir, he is still in his room."

"Well tell him to come on up" I replied.

"Yes, Sir." Arnold answered.

I got up from the desk, entered and passed through Arnold's office and then out
to the main lounge area.    I took a seat and waited, again wondering what Hank
could possibly want.

I still found the man one hell of a turn on.   He was just gorgeous.   I didn't
think there would ever be a chance in hell that someone as good looking as Hank
would ever want anything to do with the likes of me.

A few moments later he entered from the stair way.   I got up and started
towards him.

"Thanks for seeing me Harold." he said.

"No problem, is there something I can do for you?"  I asked.

"Well, yes....perhaps." he said, heading for the windows across the front.

"Well if there is anything I can do, I certainly will do my best to help.  
Charlie has given explicit orders to ensure the Master's get what they want."  I
said as I joined him, looking at the great fluffy clouds below us.

Then I got a real jolt, his right hand started to rub my ass.   I was startled
for a moment and didn't react at all.  Then I turned and looked into his
beautiful, deep blue eyes.  What I saw there sent a thrill through my entire
being.   

"You are a very attractive man, Harold.  Ever since the moment I saw you on the
tarmac, I have had one hell of a time keeping my hands off of you." he
confessed.

"Do you find me attractive at all?"

"I.....ah....oh yes...ah you have got to be the most attractive man I have ever
met, Hank."  I stammered.

"Ah, a mutual admiration society." he laughed.

The laughter making his eyes sparkle even more than normal.

"Something like that I guess."  I answered stupidly.

I was still having trouble coming to terms with the fact he found me attractive.  
My heart was beating a mile a minute and my breathing had become very shallow.   
Hell, even Pat, the man I loved, did not affect me like this man does.

"Would you be interested in spending a little time with me in the privacy of a
room with a bed?"  he asked with a mischievous look on his face.

"Ah, yes.......very much so." I replied

"Shall we?"  he encouraged,  placing an arm around my shoulder.

We headed straight for my, (Charlie's),  large bedroom.   At least I assume that
is what we did, because the next thing I remember we were both naked and on my
bed, wrapped tightly in each other's arms and tongues halfway down each other's
throats.

Hank was a thousand times hotter naked then dressed.   His pecs, perfectly
developed with quarter sized areolas and beautiful quarter inch, hard, jutting,
nipples.  All covered with a mat of golden down, that felt so good rubbing
against me.

He had a narrow waist and a six-pack to die for.  I was surprised by the fact
his abs were completely hairless but what he was missing on his abs he made up
for on pubs.    It was very thick and also a wonderful golden color.

His dick was a healthy five inches flaccid and a very nice seven when fully
erect.   His nuts were low hangers and were the size of a medium egg.

My arms were around him as we kissed and rolled around, rubbing our bodies
together on the bed.   I could feel his beautifully developed muscles.   They
were hard and smooth to the touch.  It was so hot just touching him that I felt
like I might pop my load there and then.

I thought we would move into the 69, but Hank had other ideas.

"Have you ever had a bondage scene, Harold?" he sudden asked as he pulled his
hot tongue from my mouth.

I was so hot and bothered I really didn't understand what he was asking but
answered in the negative.

"Would you like to."  He asked again.

"I don't know, I guess so." I answered, again not really aware of what I was
saying.

"I would like to do a bondage scene with you, right now Harold.  May I?" 

"Uh....yeah I guess so." I responded.

Then before I realized what was happening he had me bound to the bed.   I
suddenly became aware that he had help,  Slim was there.   Now where the hell
Slim came from I haven't a clue.    But between the two of them they had me
bound tight to the bed and a gag in my mouth.

"There, are you comfortable, Harold?"  he asked, a small smile on his face.

I tried to answer but all that came out was gobblety-gook.

"Good, I knew you would be.   Now in this scene you are a slave Harold.   But
you have been a very bad boy and the Master is really pissed at you.   As
punishment he has decided to really get you turned on and keep you there, but
not let you cum for a couple of hours."  he explained.

Shit I thought here we go again, another fucking ass hole Master.   I don't want
to be kept like this for a couple of hours, my dick throbbing away.   But it was
looking like I would have no say in the matter, as fucking usual.

He climbed onto the bed and Slim followed suit.   Hank then began to make slow,
passionate love to Slim.   They were beside me, I could see and hear everything.  
My cock was throbbing and bouncing all over the fucking place.   I looked down
and could see a string of precum hanging in a long strand from the tip of my
pecker.

Then Hank climbed over my chest and remained on his knees.   His seven inches of
pulsing rod above my face.   Slim was on his knees behind my head, then his lips
were wrapped around Hanks beautiful organ, working it sensuously.

My cock was really bouncing now and wanted relief, but it wasn't getting any,
only more visual and audio stimulation.

They kept this up for quite a while.  I was so turned on my nuts had filled up
and now were aching for relief.   Just what I needed, a bloody case of blue
balls.

Finally, Slim's sucking produced results, Hank began to unload in Slim's rapidly
working mouth.   From my position at front row center I could see everything 
clearly.    Hanks nuts lifted in that big sack then started the contractions of
unloading.   Slim's throat muscles began the process of swallowing all that
lovely cum that should have been mine.

When Hank's nuts were empty, they switched places.   Now I had to watch as Hank
slowly brought Slim to the final moment.  But Hank made things even worse by
teasing and twisting my nipples as he sucked Slim's big dick.

I was now moaning and groaning, my body trying to twist back and forth to the
teasing of my nipples.    I want my dick sucked or fucked or rubbed, I didn't
give a shit, I just wanted to cum.   But Hank paid no attention, he just kept
right on teasing my nipples and sucking Slim's dick.

Slim finally began to unload and it was the same as when Hank let go.   I had a
front row center seat and watched all the action close up.

I figured that once Slim had emptied his nuts I would at least get a break from
the teasing.   But I figured wrong, the teasing was to get worse.   It changed
from mainly an Audio/Visual thing to a physical thing.

Hank went down and began to lick around my nuts and dick while Slim began to
lick my nipples, my chest, my chin, my cheeks, my forehead and my ears.    The
fuckers were driving me insane with their hot tongues.

Whenever Hank sensed I was close to unloading he would pull away and leave my
dick and nuts alone.   Slim however, just kept on licking me all over my upper
body.

As if on a predetermined cue Hank and Slim shifted around again.   This time
Slim got on his hands and knees with his ass above my face.    Hank shimmied in
on his knees, another big hard on poking out from his crotch.   He bent over and
began to lick around Slim's rosebud.  We were back to the Audio/Visual.

Slim's moans of delight were getting louder and louder as Hank fucked that love
hole with his hot tongue.   It was beginning to look like Hank was going to
bring Slim off just from the action of his tongue.

Before that could happen, Hank shimmied in closer and pressed his hot knob to
Slim's pussy and pushed.   Hank's whole dick disappeared in that first push and
Slim let out a howl of joy.

"Oh, yes Sir.......that is so fucking wonderful, Sir.   Fuck your useless boy,
Sir.  Fuck me silly."

I was now so desperate I was sucking on the cock gag.   I didn't give a shit
now, I just want to suck and fuck.   Nothing else in this world mattered worth a
damn.   My fucking nuts were full and wanted emptying, I would do anything now
that would bring that about.

Hanks humping of Slim's ass picked up speed.   On each inward plunge of the
wonderful organ into Slim's pussy, Slim's nuts would lift up.   It didn't take
me long to figure out that Hank was hitting Slim's prostate on the inward
strokes.   This was exciting the nerves in Slim's nuts and causing them to lift
each time.

As Hank increased his pace so too the lifting of Slim's nuts.    This made it
impossible for me to know when Slim would be ready to cum.   But I was wrong, 
suddenly the contractions in Slim's nuts changed and they lifted up and held.  
He was about to blow.

His dick though was pointed at my head, when he unloaded I was going to get the
whole load right in my fucking eyes, just what I needed.

Well my assessment of the situation wasn't wrong.   When Slim began to unload,
his hot juices headed right for my eyes, I got them closed just in time and kept
them closed as he continued to unload.

In the darkness I could here him yelling his pleasure and added to his yells
were Hanks as he began to cum deep in Slim's nether regions.

As I lay there with my eyes shut tight to keep Slim's cum from burning them, a
new thought went through my fevered mind.

Slim had just blown his load, there was just no way he was going to be able to
screw Hanks love canal.   I didn't think Hank would allow it anyway.   He was a
Master and a strong one, I just couldn't imagine him allowing a slave to enter
his back door.    Another Master, perhaps, but a slave........never.  For once,
I was right.

After Hank pulled out of Slim they both got off the bed and I heard the bathroom
door open.   A moment later Hank was back with a cloth and wiped my eyes.

"Sorry about that Harold, didn't mean for you to be blinded."  he smiled at me.

I was still breathing hard and my dick still bouncing.

"I think, perhaps you are growing tired of this game and would like some
relief." he said.

I shook my head up and down in the universal signal for, yes.

"Well Harold I really would like to help, and I know Slim would as well,
however, we both just emptied our nuts.   You will have to wait awhile until
they fill up again.   In the mean time we will let you rest while we go have a
nice cool drink."  he said, with a smirk as he got up off the bed.

I shook my head, no, but he paid no attention.   A moment later, Slim came out
to the bathroom.   Hank picked up his clothes off the floor and began to get
dressed.   Slim was a slave and remained naked.

They both then just left me, tied to the fucking bed, with a raging hard on.  
To say I was pissed would be an understatement. 

They were gone for a very long time and  I eventually fell into a light sleep.  
My dick went flaccid and all that built up lust slowly evaporated.   My nuts
though were aching.

I awoke when I heard the door to my bedroom open.   I was expecting Hank and
Slim but instead John and Max entered the room.

"Why Harold, what a pleasant surprise, this is not exactly what I had expected.  
Hank said you were all tied up and wanted to see Max and I.   Well here we are,
what would you like, Harold?" Hank asked with an evil grin on his face.

"Gubba gluba bloobba noogo luga" I mumbled through the damned gag.

"Why certainly, be happy to oblige, wouldn't we Max?"  John responded to the
nonsense slipping through the mask.

"Grrrough." (yes) Max answered.

"See Harold, we don't care how sick and depraved you are, we are your friends.  
If you get off watching a dog slave give his Master a blow job, who am I to cast
the first stone?" John said.

Oh, no! I thought, not again.   But oh yes, again.  They both got up on the bed,
I noticed right away that John had not fastened Max's ankles to his thighs this
time.   That made it much easier for Max to get onto the bed.

Instead of taking up the same positions as Hank and Slim, they got on each side
of my chest.   I still had a front row center seat, just a different view.

Max was wearing his dog mask/hood.  The dog face moulded onto the mask was much
like that of a Boston Bull, a very flat type face so that Max's mouth was even
with the mask front.   That made many things like eating and drinking much
easier then if he had been given a snout.

Max began by first licking my chest.   Then he started licking John's nuts and
dick.  It was so strange and very erotic to watch Max perform.   In no time at
all he had John moaning and groaning.

"Oh yes Max, that's a good dog, oh yes Max.  Ah.......ohhhhhhhh yes Max." 

Well needless to say, I was hot again.   My soar nuts were screaming at me and
my dick was bouncing all over the fucking place.   Oh what I wouldn't give to
have a pair of hot lips around my dong at this moment.

Max happened to lift a front paw and place it against John's chest for a moment.   
In that moment, I noticed that Max's dick was hard and throbbing.   How was Max
going to get relief, I wondered.

One thing for sure, if he tried screwing my ass pussy I would blow my wad the
first time he touched my prostate.   The other option although I really
preferred it would not necessarily mean I would get off.    But Max had a
respectable dick and I sure wouldn't mind taking that in my mouth.

Eventually John gave a scream of joy as his nuts lifted and he began to unload
into Max's wildly bobbing mouth.   Max, the true dog didn't loose a drop.  

When John finished unloading, Max continued to lick John's dick.    His tongue
just didn't want to stop.

"If I remove your gag, Harold do you promise not to yell and scream and cuss and
all that shit?"  John asked.

I wanted the gag out and would do anything reasonable to make that happen so I
gave a nod of my head.

John smiled and reached over and unfastened the gag.   It felt so good to have
that damned thing taken out.   I worked my jaw back and forth to loosen it up
and flubbed my lips.

Then before I realized what was happening Max had crawled over and his dick was
only inches from my mouth.   Well I wasn't going to let this opportunity slip by
so I tried to reach up to get at it but it was still too far away.

"Oh, Max, you really turn Harold on.   Looks like he loves to suck dog cock.  
Are you a dog cock lover, Harold?"  John asked.

"Max has a great looking cock and I have no objections to sucking on it." I
replied.

"Then go ahead, let him have it Max."  John ordered.

Max leaned forward and his cock head was touching my lips.   I opened them and
stuck out my tongue.

Sonofabitch!  I almost screamed out loud.   That bastard John had coated Max's
dick with something that tasted most foul.   It almost made my stomach turn it
tasted so bad.

But Max couldn't care less about my taste buds.   He had now forced his foul
tasting cock deep into my mouth.  I was trying to suck it but just couldn't.   I
wanted it out of my mouth, but was not in a position to accomplish that.

"Why Harold, it looks like you are trying to spit out Max's dick, now why ever
would you want to do that.   Your a dog cock lover."  John laughed.

Max now had it all the way down my throat and was fucking my face.   I gave up
trying to get his dick out of my mouth and decided I would just have to put up
with the foul taste.  

One good thing came of it though.    That dick tasted so foul it turned me right
off and my dick deflated.   John tried masturbating me to get it back up, but it
just would not cooperate.   For once my fucking cock was on my side.

"Oh Max, poor Harold seems to have become impotent, either that or he lied about
liking dog cock.   His little wiener is just laying here like a limp noodle." 
John continued to jibe me.

Max wasn't paying attention to anything but getting off.   He was furiously
fucking my face.  If he humped much harder I was going to end up with my lips
all bruised.

I finally felt Max's dick tense up and then he began to unload.   Fuck he was
shooting gallons of the his rich, hot cream into me.    The poor bugger must
have been building up since yesterday.   Thankfully his juices were very sweet
compared to the foul taste on his dick.  It was a great relief to finally be rid
of that foul taste. 

Unfortunately, as soon as Max was finished dumping his load down my throat that
foul taste returned to my mouth.

"Feel better, Max?"  John asked.

"Grrrough."  (Yes) he answered.

"Ok, let's go.   Hey Harold, thanks for looking after Max.   I know he really
appreciates it."  John said.

Max pulled away, turned, looked me in the eye and then licked me across the
lips.   I took that to mean, thanks.   Then he got down off the bed and followed
John out the door.

I was alone again, still bound but without the damned gag.   However something
almost as bad if not worse had taken it's place.   Whatever that foul shit was
that John had coated Max's dick with was now firmly entrenched in my mouth.

I tried pulling on my bonds for the umpteenth time, but still I was bound fast.   
There was not a chance in hell I would ever be able to get free without help. 
Where the hell was Steven, I wondered.    I found it hard to believe he would
allow this to continue.  

The door opened and Grant entered.   He had a large jug and a glass with him.  
The jug contained something that was red in color.   Now what, I wondered.

"Ah, Harold.   John told me about the dirty trick he pulled on you and I thought
perhaps you would like to get rid of that foul taste."  Grant said amiably.

"Yes and I would like to have these damned bonds released as well."  I said in a
tone that let it be known I was not a happy camper.

"Oh, I couldn't do that, Hank would get really pissed if I did.    Only he can
release you because it was he that bound you."  he replied as he got close to
the bed and began to pour whatever was in the jug into the glass.

He filled the glass and placed the jug on the bed side table.   He then climbed
on the bed, placed his left hand behind my head and lifted gently.

"This is tomato juice, Harold.   The mild acid in the juice will kill the foul
taste.   A couple of glasses should do it."  he said placing the glass to my
lips.

Well he wasn't screwing me around, it was tomato juice.    I filled my mouth and
held it there for a moment.   It killed the foul taste immediately, that was a
relief.

He held my head as I finished the glass, then poured another.   He held my head
again and I took sips, making sure each mouthful covered all areas of my mouth.   
I would hold it for a few moments then swallow.  By the time the second glass
was empty all that remained of the taste was the memory.

"Is that better?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah.   Thanks a million, Grant.   I really do appreciate this."  I said,
meaning every word.

"Ah, no problem." he replied almost embarrassed.

"What the hell is going on, Grant.   Doesn't everyone know I am Charlie's
official representative.   I am sure he is going to be madder than a hornet when
he finds out and he will find out because I am going to tell him."   I said.

"Well Hank like to fuck around with everyone.   He is a practical joker type.  
John has gone along with the joke but none of the others, myself included are
involved.    He was warned that there could be hell to pay when Charlie finds
out, but he just brushed it off.   Well they are taking a chance and they will
pay if Charlie gets pissed."  he explained.

"When John told us about the chemical he had used to coat Max's dick and then
forced you to suck on it, Walt got pretty up tight and had some nasty words with
him about it.   John just laughed it off, as did Hank.   Ed and I discussed it
and Ed knew that the acid in tomato juice will kill the taste so we flipped to
see which one would bring it to you." 

"Thank him for me and thank you, Grant.  I really do appreciate your concern." 
I said.

"I am going back down and see if we can convince Hank to release you.   If he
doesn't I am going to phone London and talk with Charlie."

"Ok, thanks again, Grant."  I replied.

About ten minutes after Grant left Hank came back into the room, he was alone.

"Some of the others seem to think you are pissed at me, Harold.   Now how could
you possibly be pissed at me, after all it was you that wanted to be bound."  he
said defensively.

"I did like shit.    You asked me if I had ever been in a bondage scene and I
said no.  Then you asked if I would like to and I said, I thought I would.   
That was  not asking to be bound.   That was not agreeing to a bondage scene.   
It was simply a statement of fact and an answer to your query."

"Bull shit." he yelled out.

"Well you may think it is Bull shit, but it happens to be fact.   I shall take
it up with Charlie and let him decide whom to believe.  Right now I suggest you
get these fucking bonds off of me."  I demanded.

"Oh, you think you can talk to a senior Master like that and get away with it do
you?" he snapped at me.

Before I could say anything he yelled out:

"Slim, get your ass in here boy."

The door opened and Slim entered, closing the door behind him.

"Do him."  he ordered.

"Yes, Sir."  Slim replied as he climbed up on the bed.

Slim began to work on my dick with his hot mouth.   In just a few seconds it was
standing straight up.

"Ah, you like that though, don't you, Harold?"   Hank taunted.

"Yeah, I like that."  I replied, but I had something up my sleeve that Hank did
not know about.

"Well, how about this." he said, climbing up on the bed and positioning himself
over my chest.  

His big dick standing straight up and just inches from my mouth.

The bastard, I thought, he  thinks I am unable to resist a good cock.   Oh is he
in for a surprise.

"Would you like to suck on this, Harold?" he asked.

"Yes, very much so."  I replied.

"Mmmmm, what is it worth to you, Harold?   What would you be willing to do to
get it?"  he asked with a smirk.

"Not a thing, Hank.   Not one damned thing, however, if you would like me to
pleasure you with my mouth, it will cost you."  I replied, returning his smirk.

"Me, it ain't going to cost me anything, Harold.   You seem to forget you are
the one that is in bondage, not I."  he laughed.

"Really!"  I said.

"Slim, Charlie will leave the ashes in the bin and then you will be sorry."  I
said loud enough to make sure Slim heard.

Slim heard all right, he got up off the bed and headed for the door.   He was
closing the door before Hank realized what was happening.

"What the hell!" he said.

"Oh, nothing much.   Just that none of the slaves on the plane will obey you
from this moment on." I replied, my smirk even bigger than before.

"I don't understand."  Hank answered bewildered.

I guess he had never had a slave disobey him like that before.   But then again
he had never tried to cross Charlie.   Pat had given me a secret code and I had
to memorize it.  

Charlie had suspected that one or more of the Master's might and pull something.  
If they did all I had to do was speak the code to any of the planes slaves and
they would take over. 

At this moment Slim was downstairs mustering all the slaves on the plane.    All
the Master's would be confined to their rooms and would be kept there until I
was released.

It was only a few moments later that Steven came in the door followed by six
slaves.

"Release the Master." Steven ordered.

"Not a chance." Hank replied.

"Ok Steven, take him."  I ordered.

Four of the slaves immediately surrounded and immobilized Hank.  Steven and the
other two approached the bed and released me from the bonds.   The cuffs
required a key and they found it on a chain around Hanks neck.

I got up off the bed and worked out all the kinks.   I had been bound there for
at least a couple of hours and was stiff.

"Well now." I said, once the kinks were worked out.

"The shoe seems to be on the other foot.  I wonder Hank, are you a good sport or
would you rather I have you locked up in irons and turned over to Charlie as a
prisoner?"  I asked him, looking him straight in the eye.

His beautiful blue eyes sparkled with merriment and a big smile appeared on his
face.

"I really am surprised that you had the balls to do this to me, Harold." he
said.

"Oh, I have the balls, Hank.  Two of the biggest brass balls you have ever seen,
I also have the authority.   Charlie placed me in sole command of this plane and
it's passengers.    Your actions really are a slap in the face to Charlie's
authority, however I don't believe that is what you intended.    You wanted to
see how far you could take me, well I am afraid it has backfired on you.  
Charlie gave me a secret weapon and now I have used it."  I said.

"Steven, I want him bound to the bed in the same way he had me bound."  I
ordered.

No sooner were the words out of my mouth then the slaves began to maneuver Hank
to the bed.   Hank began to protest, but I stopped him quick.

"You have a choice, Hank.   Let them proceed with my orders or I will place you
in irons and turn you over to Charlie as a prisoner when we get to London. "  I
smiled.

He thought for just a moment.

"Ok, go ahead and play your game."  he smiled.

It only took the slaves a few moments to get Hank all bound up.

"Ok, Steven that's great.   Now I want you to take the slaves down and do the
same to John.   Bind him to his own bed, but don't even give him a choice in the
matter."  I ordered.

"Yes, Sir." Steven replied as he and the others left the room.
"Have you ever been to Australia, Hank, besides this trip I mean?"  I asked
slyly.

"Yes, a couple of times." he replied.

"Mmmm, have you ever heard of PoyPoy?"  I asked.

"Ah, no...can't say that I have.   Is it some kind of cocktail?"  he replied.

"Oh, yes Hank, it is some kind of cocktail.   Actually it is a little cream that
gets rubbed on the cocktail."  I laughed.

"Huh!" he exclaimed, bewildered.

"Well I think it would be much better to surprise you then tell you about it." I
said going to a dresser and opening a drawer.

Inside was a small, four ounce bottle and a small pile of latex gloves.   I
picked up the bottle and one glove, then went over to the bed.   I took the lid
off the bottle and inside was a bright red cream with a wonderful aroma.

"Take a whiff of this, Hank.  It is PoyPoy."  I said holding the bottle up close
to his nose.

"Hey, that smells fantastic!"  he exclaimed.

"Yes, and it will make your dick and nuts smell fantastic too.   You don't mind
if I rub some on do you?" I asked in a very friendly manner.

"No, I really like that smell." he said.

I chuckled to myself, oh poor Hank are you in for a surprise.    I sure hope
this stuff works as good as the aboriginal who sold it too me said it would.  I
pulled on the latex glove and put a little of the cream on a finger tip.   The
aboriginal had said to be very cautious with it, use only a very little bit.

I only had a small drop on the tip of one finger.   I began to rub it along
Hanks now ridged cock.    The stuff spread like thin oil and it turned the skin
a bright red as it went.   I was amazed at how easily that one drop spread out,
it was all I needed to completely coat his dick, nuts and around his ass hole.  
The tip of the finger was still oily so I reached up and rubbed each nipple,
they too turned bright red.

"Oh, shit.   Harold, something is happening to my dick.   It is getting really
hot."  the look of panic began to set in.

"Oh, it is ok, Hank.   That is just the PoyPoy starting to work.   It is being
absorbed into the skin.   It will do a couple of things for you.   One it will
make your dick remain fully erect for about five days.   Two, it will shortly
begin to stimulate all your erotic zones.   You will get really turned on, but
there is one sad draw back, you won't be able to cum." I explained.  
"The same chemical the cream uses to keep your dick hard, also swells the Vans
Deferens, the tube that carries the semen from your nuts to your prostate.   
This swelling prevents the semen from passing through the tube.   I think you
are going to have blue balls for a few days, Hank."  I laughed.

"Oh and one other really wonderful side effect, your dick will remain bright red
for about two months."  now I was laughing so hard it was all I could do to get
the last out.

"The shoe, Hank is on the other foot.  Let's see how you like it."

"Now, how would you like to give me a blow job, my fucking nuts are full and
need emptying."  I asked.

"Fuck you, Harold." he said, a gleam still in his eye.

"Ok, Hank.   You can just stay there all bound up until you agree or we arrive
in London, I really don't care which."  I said with a big smile.

"Charlie has really taught you well, Harold." he complimented.   "Ok, I know
when I am defeated."

I watched as he moved his hips back and forth because of the stimulation his
crotch and anus were getting from the cream.   I wondered what it felt like, but
was afraid to try it.   I had bought the stuff as a joke and was going to give
the bottle to Pat.    I really hadn't believed the aboriginal chap that sold it
to me, thinking it was a hoax.   Now I wasn't so sure.

I climbed up on the bed and maneuvered my way up to his chest.   I placed a
pillow behind his head and he took my hard cock in his mouth and began to suck.  
I was pleasingly surprised at how good a job he did.   Hank did not give the
impression that he was a man that did much cock sucking.   He was quickly
proving me wrong.

He had me on fire, I was incapable of keeping the pleasure I was feeling locked
inside.    The screams and moans of delight bounced off the cabin walls,
inciting me even more.  My nuts were full from all the teasing I had endured
earlier and now my nuts were lifting to finally get the relief that they so
desperately needed.  

"Ahhhhhhhh iiiiieeeeeeee." I screamed out as the first shot erupted from the end
of my cock into Hanks mouth, but that was the last shot that did.

Suddenly I was up in the fucking air floating above him.   My cock was still
shooting but the cum went flying towards the walls.  I was fucking flying,  this
had to be a dream.   Hell I couldn't fly.   But then I noticed that loose
objects in the room were flying as well.

Shit what the hell was going on.   Then I knew.........the fucking plane was
falling out of the sky.   My heart skipped a beat and my cock kept shoot my cum
all over the place.   I opened my mouth to scream out my fear and a big gob of
my own cum just happened to come flying by and went straight in.
Then all of a sudden I was dropping back to the bed.    I landed at Hanks feet,
my dick still shooting it's load.   Hank was laughing his fool head off.   My
heart was beating a mile and minute and still my damned cock was shooting load.

"The look on your face is priceless, Harold."  Hank said through the tears of
laughter flowing down his cheeks.

"What the hell happened?" I gasped.

"Down draft, Harold or weak spot in the atmosphere.   Sometimes a plane will
unexpectedly hit a down draft or weak spot and it simply begins to fall back to
earth.   Not always but sometimes when this happens anyone or anything in the
aircraft that is not strapped down becomes weightless and begins to float
around.   That is why stewards and stewardesses are so picky about making sure
all luggage is secure."  he explained.

"NASA uses the effect to train the astronauts."  he continued.

"Well of all the fucking time to have a weightless episode, that was not the
time I would have chose."  I said a little miffed at the whole thing.

"Why Harold, you just made history, man.   I would be willing to bet that you
are the first man to blow his load while weightless, within the earths
atmosphere that is.   Who knows what the hell the astronauts do up in those
little capsules."  he giggled.

That observation, stopped me dead.   Wow, I got a first.   Fat lot of good it
would do me though, who the hell was I going to tell.   I could just see me
going onto the Tonight Show and telling the world how I blew my load while
weightless.   Ya sure I would.

However I did see the humor in it all and laughed a bit as I unfastened Hanks
bonds.    His dick was still standing straight up and looked so funny.   A
bright red dick bouncing up and down and dripping precum.

"Maybe I shouldn't have put that stuff on your cock." I said having some doubts.

"Why?   I had it coming Harold.   Now are you going to go and put some on John?"
he asked, that mischievous grin on his face.

"Think I should, huh?" I grinned back.

"Oh, yes.   Particularly since he put the GAT on Max's dick and made you suck
it."  he replied.

"The GAT?"  I queried.

"Gawd Awful Treat.   It is a foul tasting chemical that we put in doggie treats.  
It is used during dog slave obedience training." he explained.

"I thought it was much the same as that shit that Ed had fed me a few months
back when I was at his place."  I said.

"Yes I think John deserves something for that pulling that trick." I said
getting dressed.

Hank also got dressed and we laughed and kidded each other as we left the room
and started down towards John's room.   Hanks dick was tenting his pants and I
would see that the walking action was really turning him  on even more than he
was already.  


Steven was standing outside his door of John's room when we arrived.

"Is he bound up, Steven?"  I asked.

"Yes, Sir.   Tight as a drum, Sir."  he replied.

"Good.  Is Max in there with him?"  I asked.

"Yes Sir.   He is not looking too happy.   He really likes John."

"It will be ok.   I will release John in just a few moments."  I said.

I opened the door and entered.   I did not invite Hank or Steven in.

"Max." I called.

Max was lying on the floor beside John's bed, his head resting on his arms,
looking so forlorn.

"It's ok, Max.   You will have your Master back in just a few minutes, but I am
afraid you will have to leave the room.   John and I must have a little talk and
it must be private."  I said opening the door.

"Out you go and wait right outside the door until I am finished and then you
will have your Master back, I promise."

Max got up and left the room.   I closed the door and walked to the bed.

"Mmmmmm had fun with the GAT, did ya John?"  I asked.

"Well ya.   It was funny to watch you gaging." he replied.

"What the fuck are you doing, Harold.   Do you not realize I am a senior Master.  
All hell is going to break loose when we get to London and Charlie hears what
you have done."  he warned.

"Oh, I don't think there will be any repercussions at all."  I said in a matter
of fact tone.
"You and Hank insulted Charlie pretty badly today.   If I go back and complain
he will be pissed alright but not at me.   You and Hank will be the ones that
have to face his wrath."  I said with a grin.

"Bull shit." he replied.

"Well we shall see.   But now it is payback time.   Have you ever heard of
PoyPoy, John?"

"No.  Should I have?"

"No, I guess not."  I replied. 

"Well it is a wonderful smelling cream.   Here take a whiff."   I said opening
the jar and holding it near his nose.   He went:

"Mmmmmmm."

"I am gonna a rub just a tiny drop on ya, ok?" I asked.

"Ya, sure,  I love that smell." he answered enthusiastically.

Again, I couldn't help but smirk.   If only you knew what else this stuff does
besides smell great, I wonder if you would be so enthusiastic.

I quickly pulled on a latex glove, dipped a finger into the cream getting one
small drop.   I began to rub it onto his flaccid dick and all around his balls
and anus, just as I had done with Hank.

I waited until he began to get the warm feeling before I explained what it was.

"You bastard."  he practically yelled at me.

"Yeah, guess I am." I snickered.

"You really think this is funny?"

"Well, John, you did enjoy me almost throwing my guts up, but I didn't see you
come to my rescue.   Yes, I do think it is funny and I will smirk every time I
look at you for the next five days."  I replied.

"I ought to beat you to a pulp."  he growled.

"Nah, don't think so, John.    Charlie would not be too happy with you if you
did that.   Look John,  if you can't take it, you shouldn't dish it out.   Now
that is all there is to the matter.   As far as I am concerned we are even."  I
said as I began to unfasten his bonds.

After releasing him I stood back, a little unsure of just how he might really
react.  But I think it finally sunk in that what I had said was true.   He was
just going to have to live with it.

We shook hands and embraced.   We were friends again.     Just as I got to the
door, I turned to him and said:

"Oh, one other thing.   Your cock, balls and nipples will be bright red for the
next two months."  then I opened the door before he could scream or pounce on
me.

To be continued.

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