Dan and Tim were sitting down but stood up when they saw me. They were now wearing more clothes than before, but they wouldn’t last long.On the walk down the beach I had come up with a bit of a plan.They both said hello to me, I don’t think they had ever done that before around the club. The only thing I said was something to the effect of, what are we going to do about this boys?I had intentionally not had a shower at the surf club so I dropped my shorts and jumped under my outdoor shower. Giving the guys a bit of a shower as I rinsed off now just wearing my club speedos. I took my time and made no effort to hide my semi hard on. Drying off, I again too my time while the two young guys stood there and watched from five meters away.Once I had dried off, I threw my towel over the clothes line and told the guys to follow me inside. What I did next was the part of my plan that I wasn’t sure would work.As I walked through my back door, I was wearing only my damp blue club speedos, Dan. I was kind. Thatkindness has gone. Get on your knees, open my zip, and do what you will livefor, my little cocksucker."I freeze.The wall of terror wells up from the darkness beneath my mind and for the firsttime in memory, I am literally paralysed with fear. It is not fear of thatwhich he commands me to do, for that impresses revulsion more than anxiety, butfear at the punishment I know I will get for refusal. And refuse I must. "MyMaster, this slave is truly sorry, but it must decline, Sir." Thepunch, the very first punch to the guts, fells me. I nearly black out and starsflicker in my vision as I fall to hands and knees. I had never expected suchpure violence. I try to get up, but he is putting a chain around my neck. As Itry to rise he helps me with a sharp tug from the pulley above and soon I amstanding staright up with perfect posture, the chain biting into my neck, butnot restricting the blood flow. He grabs my left hand and pulls it quicklytowards the post beside me that make.
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