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I hope that all of you had a good week and that you have kept your interest in Chokee's ongoing development. Thanks once again for all your positive feedback on my previous chapters. Now Chapter 22 is out.
Chokee, turning more and more into a true fighter skin, is now ready for some serious ink treatment. He has very specific ideas of what he wants to look like and what motives his tattoos should have. But of course he needs to discuss all this with Seth in advance and needs to get his approval. Will he be successful in this? And apart from keeping Seth happy Chokee needs to decide how to keep things going with Chris-Boy. Is he a lost cause or is it worth putting effort and time into his further development? Seth as usual is watching Chokee's development closely and sees everything also as a test for his growing important position within the brotherhood. Our hero is thus confronted with many tasks simultaneously.
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And now please enjoy Part XXII, hopefully still with the same hot feelings of adoration for our hero and for the other skin brothers. Especially for the event in this chapter you should leave your zip open right from the beginning and in thought join the brothers.
A RAPID CHANGE IN LIFESTYLE/ Chapter 22: My Second Encounter with The Ink Man
We sat on the bar and I thought this would be a good time to discuss once more how I should look. The last time we had spoken about this was when Seth was so mad at me after I had contradicted him - something I would never do again. I had learned my lesson, that's for sure.
"Seth, can I ask you something?"
"What is it? Speak up!"
"When I have my session with Lawrence can he tattoo the word "SKINHEAD" on my back? And on my chest I would like to have the words BROTHERHOOD and then below this in smaller LETTERS the words STRENGTH, COURAGE, HONOR and OBEDIENCE. They should be in that order and below or if not possible next to each other. And I would also love to have a spider net on my right elbow. And finally, would you also agree with a piercing? Can I get my nipples pierced?,"I asked.
Seth took his time answering my various requests. First he inhaled two or three times from his cigarette, then he watched the smoke for some seconds before answering:
"It's good that you have already started to think about it, Chokee. Most of what you suggested is fine with me. Also the piercing is approved, since this also increases your sensitivity. But we said last time that because of your character OBEDIENCE would come first, right?"
I noticed once again what an extremely good memory Seth had. He just didn't forget anything. He sometimes appeared to be like a computer saving every bit. I looked at Seth and tried to convince him by the look in my face. And again, he was screening me.
"Fine, Chokee. I have to say that you have improved over recent days. I acknowledge that. But then on your right forearm you'll engrave in addition the word LOYALTY. And you'll wear a chain round your neck with a THOR Hammer. That will also show that you support tribal and hierarchal thinking. Clear?"
I nodded and said "Yes, brother. I'll do all what you said."
"Good. Lawrence will probably need several sessions anyway. You should also get an idea by the way what kind of basic pattern shall support the motive tattoos. You mentioned already the spider net which is a good idea. But shall there be also flames or swards or what? We'll have to deal with this in one of the next sessions with Lawrence," Seth told me.
I was happy that for now we could focus on the words, because their meaning had gotten more and more important over the last few days. My wish to be a true skin and a follower of the brotherhood who lived in full accordance with their values had become stronger than ever.
After I had finished my energy drink and my shakes, I went to the steam room and I was relieved when I saw that Seth finally decided to accompany me. As soon as we were inside, he made clear that I was allowed to take care of his tool and I made use of this offer immediately. I stroked his cock for a while and then, after he quickly got a full-grown erection, he permitted me to come between his legs. I took his cock in my mouth and started to comfort it the usual way.
"Chokee, stop immediately playing with yourself. This is neither the right place nor the right time here. You're still on recharge and maybe you get your relief later. NOW you focus on me exclusively. Understand?," Seth said and had a very strict voice. Meanwhile it had become completely natural that I followed Seth's orders without any question, even though in this case it felt extremely hard. Seth himself, also having the time in mind, wanted to have a quick session this time.
"Come on, bitch. Satisfy your master! You know your obligations, don't you? Also pay attention to my balls and my thighs!," Seth ordered me.
When I did as told and started also sucking his balls and stroking his thighs, Seth was moaning heavily:
"Yeah, boy, that's it. Make your master happy and proud!," he whispered.
At one point two other brothers wanted to come into the steam room. But when they saw us and noticed Seth's hand sign that they should wait a bit, they left again and mumbled a short 'sorry'. When Seth finally got close, as usual he wanted me to swallow everything. He tightened his grip around my head and made sure that his entire tool would stay in my mouth.
"You better do a good job, boy! You know how much I hate it when my precious juice gets spoiled. Focus, bitch, and swallow!," Seth commanded.
And again I behaved like a good boy and was able to swallow his entire load of semen without throwing up again.
"You're really becoming a professional sucker, Chokee. You just know how to bring me to the edge," Seth told me with pride and some acknowledgement in his voice.
"Now, hurry up and lick my tool clean so that we can leave!," Seth went on.
Thereafter we left the steam room and outside we shortly greeted the two brothers who had tried to get in some moments ago. They gave us a dirty grin and a thumbs-up before going inside the steam room. We had a quick shower - which again included one longer cold shower treatment of approximately 8 minutes - and got dressed. Then we passed the bar and went down to Lawrence's tattoo and piercing room at the underground level. Like last time, Lawrence was already waiting for us.
As usual he had a cigarette in his mouth and greeted the two of us cordially with a huge hug.
"So, comrades, did you make up your mind about what ink shall come on his beautiful body?," Lawrence asked.
I told him about our decision and got relatively specific on how everything should look like. Lawrence took a deep puff and then said with the cigarette still in his mouth:
"Well, makes sense to me. We need at least two sessions for that. I suggest to start with your back, 'cause SKINHEAD to me appears to be the most important designation. Of course we're doing it in Gothic style. Colors should be dark green, black and partially red background. And it should go over all of your back. And we'll do it in a way that even when your V-shape will get more defined, the tattoo still looks good. And maybe we can also do one of your piercings today. Let's see how you will react on the ink treatment. Be prepared for some pain, brother. But this is natural and it's an iron rule anyway that only through pain can you become a true member of the brotherhood. And should you still have the guts, we can also do the brotherhood motive on your chest. The other smaller engravings, except for the spider net which I can still do today, have to wait until next time. I think the best way would be to pair them so that STRENGTH and COURAGE are in one line and HONOR and OBEDIENCE follow directly thereunder. And the LOYALTY tattoo should be on your right forearm, ok? This will also follow next time or only in our fourth session. Let's see about that."
He was smiling at me, while I nodded, and, after inspecting his prior work on my neck and showing his content, he told me: "Here, have the catalogue to choose the right pieces that you wanna have as piercing jewelry on your nipples. And now move your ass on the chair and sit down backwards so that I can work on your back." Of course I did as told immediately.
Lawrence put on some good RAC music to have a good and inspiring working environment. One song of a band called Squadron immediately became one of my further favorites and went like this:
The media's out there watching you, taking notes on what you do, Twisting everything you say, lies in the papers everyday Makes us out to be mindless thugs, slags off the country that we love 'Cos it's down in black and white, we're supposed to believe their fuckin' lies
There's no way we'll ever give in Keep on fighting 'til we win Our movement will have their day Nationalism it's the only way Everywhere we go we watch our backs, Watching out for the gangs of cracks. The police locks us up in tiny cells, If we fight to defend ourselves Keep on fighting for the truth, a better country for our youth Behind our banner we march on,
fuck the Reds who say we're wrong.
While both of us were partially singing the song and making a bit of fun with each other, Lawrence precisely copied the picture of the future tattoo on the surface of my skin. When I had a look, I immediately liked it and also Seth gave his formal approval. Shortly thereafter I could hear already the engine of Lawrence's tattooing tools working. He was using a magnifying glass so to do the graphics as precise and as much high-standard as possible. One could just feel that Lawrence was a true perfectionist when performing his work. It definitely hurt, but the least I wanted was appearing as a drama queen in front of Seth, which would have been absolutely lethal. Instead I took the catalogue and skipped through it together with Seth.
After seeing several motives I asked both: "Brothers, is it possible to have a classical ring on my left nipple and a rod in the form of a THOR hammer on my right nipple?"
Seth looked astonished and said: "Why a THOR hammer?"
I looked straight into his eyes - something I always had to do when I wanted his approval and he was screening me whether I told the truth or had second thoughts, and replied:
"Seth, I read a lot in the books and materials you gave. And just before you told me that you wanted me to wear a THOR hammer chain anyways, didn't you? There was also much written about the Germanic culture and the THOR hammer stands for absolute power and targeted attacks. So it's something that is in line with the values of the brotherhood, isn't it?"
"Seems that you take your studies here seriously. After all, your smart ass attitude is at least worth something," Seth said and laughed loud. "Anyway, request approved. It fits to what you are supposed to become. As a true fighter skin the symbol is perfect. But still you're going to wear the chain as well, at least for some special events."
"Thank you, brother," I said and was proud that I could convince Seth so quickly.
Then Lawrence shortly looked up and said: "Fine, brothers. But the THOR hammer motive, which needs to be made out of titan by the way, must wait, 'cause I still need to order it. So I can do his left nipple today, if everything goes well. The hammer will then come in the next session only, ok? And for the chain, look at this one, it's silver and rather thick. You should always wear it on top of your shirt if you put one on so that people can see it and know right away what your beliefs are."
We all agreed and I really liked the chain, because its raw look really conveyed the message of strength and power. During the whole treatment Seth stayed in the room and had occasional talks with Lawrence. They spoke a lot about old times and it appeared that they had known each other for ages. It was good to listen to them because otherwise the pain would have been even harder to swallow. After about 90 minutes I had to turn around and he started as promised with the BROTHERHOOD tattoo. After more than three hours in total Lawrence was also done with my chest. Again, he cleaned the wound carefully and then put a large tape on it.
"The things got excellent again. Even better than my normal high quality. You should know that I try much harder in the case of our young recruit. Don't have a shower tonight, ok. Tomorrow and on the days thereafter you put again the ointment on it and change the tape. Five to seven days from now I'll have a look at it again, but it should be fine by then. I should earn some extra bugs for that," he said, laughed, and started another cigarette.
"Ok. And if the brother didn't have enough already, we can continue with your nipple. And if so, you wanna have an anesthesia?, " Lawrence asked.
The answer came straight away from Seth: "No, Chokee needs to accept pain. That's one of the things that we've been training for quite some time now. And this here is another good exercise. Isn't that right, brother?," Seth asked.
I nodded: "Yes, that's absolutely right. But please Seth, can you put your hands on my shoulder while Lawrence is doing the piercing? It would help enormously, just like it did at the beginning of your cold shower treatments."
Seth smiled and got closer to me and whispered into my ear: "Yes, you chicken. I guess I can do this."
Lawrence prepared all his tools for the piercing treatment and then started to widen my left nipple a bit with a special tong. Then he did the piercing and the shock waves the pain was sending through my body were incredible. I was close to losing my consciousness, but it was the feeling of Seth's firm hands and his encouraging words into my ears that kept me from fading away. As quickly as the pain had come, it retreated again. Lawrence now introduced the ring through the hole, disinfected the area and after that the process was done. All that didn't take more than half an hour.
I looked at my left nipple and even though it was a bit swollen I immediately liked what I saw. The titan ring had a beautiful ornament and to me all this looked very masculine. I was also happy to see that Seth obviously approved it.
After the treatment had ended, we already made the appointment for the next session after a healing period of five days. After some further small talk, we exchanged friendly good byes and left again to the center area. While we were walking in these seemingly endless hallways, Seth suddenly gave me a huge hug and whispered into my ears:
"I'm proud of you. You never complain and you don't act like a sissy. And also with your looks you're becoming more and more one of us. That's good. And believe me, if you stay like this, I will always be hard for you."
These words felt like honey and as if Seth wanted to emphasize their meaning, he gave me one of his aggressive and very possessive kisses. For a short time I was again in heaven.
"Something seems to come up here again," Seth noted with a smile and grabbed my crotch, where indeed my dick was developing from half- to fully erect.
"You know what. You're more and more developing into a sex-driven maniac. As I told you, use this energy also for the cause of our brotherhood, ok? And now let's go to the center, have your shake and then have dinner with the other brothers upstairs. It's past 7 already. But before, wear this long-sleeve shirt so that you can hide your tapes. Tomorrow you can start going topless again and only do your ointment treatment."
The shirt he gave me was white with black sleeves. On the front it had in the middle a large black sun wheel symbol with the SS symbol in the center. On the back, in the same size there was an Celtic cross with a scull. And on both sides, in Gothic style and on the top of the symbol the phrase "FROM US YOU WILL ALWAYS GET YOUR REWARD!" was printed. I liked this right away and put it on together with my THOR hammer chain quickly. As told by Lawrence, I also made sure that the quite big THOR Hammer was hanging visible over my shirt.
We came to the fitness bar at the center, where we met Lars, Phil, and Tom. They seemed to have been waiting for us, 'cause Phil, as soon as he saw me, prepared my usual shake and gave it to me. The atmosphere was again relaxed and I started to tell them about my session with Lawrence. All of us appeared to be in a good mood, but when I looked at Tom, I was not so sure, whether he was still a little mad at me after our first encounter. Tom wore red shorts and a black muscle shirt and in his totally aggressive warrior-like appearance was just mind-blowing. Since I wanted to avoid any unnecessary tension in the brotherhood, I pushed myself and started talking to Tom:
"Brother, I'm really sorry if I hurt you last time, when we spoke upstairs. I really like you and it's just that a lot is still new to me. But believe me, you're a real turn-on for me."
Tom gave me a hug to show that there were no bad feelings between us and said with a slightly sarcastic smile in his face:
"It's ok, Chokee. I understand. However, you should get used to me quite quickly, 'cause tomorrow morning already you'll have your training session with me exclusively. So you should make sure that I'll be in a good mood."
"That's right," Seth jumped in. "Tomorrow, Chokee, I'll be out all day together with Lars. So, your trainings will be with Tom and Phil. And lunch you're going to have with Phil. I'll be back only quite late."
Had this happened some days ago, I would have asked where Seth intended to go. But meanwhile I had learned my lesson and remained silent. And the thought to spend a little more time with the other two brothers who so far had been so exceptionally nice to me was also quite appealing. So I nodded and told Tom:
"That's really good. Your body is just amazing and I can't wait to get after all your secrets. It'll be an amazing training, I'm sure."
Tom gave me a killer smile and responded: "Well, let's see about that. Hopefully you won't behave like a pussy. But you're right. I'm also looking forward to it."
Relatively quickly we left to go upstairs and all of us started to prepare dinner under Phil's direction. This time it was a stew made of veal, vegetable and rice. After a relatively short time it was done and the taste was awesome. I took a plate, put one portion on it and together with a bottle of water placed everything on a tray.
"Sorry guys, but I need to look after Chris-Boy. Won't take too long," I said.
"Good. And tell him that he can always have a sole chat with me," Seth replied sarcastically and everyone including myself was laughing. I unlocked the door and Chris-Boy immediately jumped up from his mattress to pay me the necessary respect. At least that worked now, I thought. What a considerable progress this was compared to what had happened in the morning! I showed him that I appreciated his obedience and the expression of my face got a little softer.
"Here!," I handed him the plate. "Have this, 'cause you should be quite hungry."
When the guy realized that the plate was for him, he couldn't believe his luck. Most likely my shirt made him believe initially that there would be another beating session. He took the plate and asked whether he was allowed to sit down. Good boy, I thought, because obviously he had learned to accept me as his authority and to pay me the same respect as he did to Seth. I nodded and Chris-Boy sat down and started eating, more like a hungry wolf than as a human being; Chris-Boy must have starved quite a bit.
I leaned against the wall and was watching him closely. I started smoking a cigarette. After some moments of silence where one could only hear the noise coming from his chewing, I started the conversation:
"I guess you piece of shit know meanwhile that you're still on the verge of being eliminated without anyone noticing. So what comes now is truly your very last chance. Does your stupid brain get this?," I said with a threatening tone in my voice.
Chris-Boy immediately put the plate aside, stood up again, nodded, and replied with his eyes looking straight ahead: "Yes, comrade, I know. And I will do what you ask me to."
"That sounds a bit better. Here comes the details of the plan now that we have set for you. Rule no. 1: You will stop immediately with all the shit you've been doing so far. The stealing, the selling of drugs and your pimping will end from NOW on. You should meanwhile know that the brotherhood is extremely well-informed and has its sources everywhere. Be sure that we will find out immediately should you ever break this rule. Is that clear?," I said.
"But how am I supposed to buy the stuff that I need, I mean ....", Chris-Boy replied.
"Shut the fuck up!," I shouted and got extremely close to him so that a bit of my spit landed on his face. My mouth could have bit his nose in this position. In addition I grabbed his head firmly with both of my hands and pulled it backwards strongly. The kid screamed out of pain and fear and immediately moved his hands in front of his head so to protect himself from the further beatings that he now expected for sure. I also believe that my shirt supported this impression. I noticed that Chris-Boy had read the words "FROM US YOU WILL ALWAYS GET YOUR REWARD!" carefully when I came in. Therefore he thought that something very heavy would follow now which made him whimper right away. I for my part really enjoyed again this feeling of endless power.
I took a deep puff from my cigarette and blew the smoke directly into his face so to make him feel all my contempt. And I got still a bit closer again so that there was no distance at all between us anymore and his body could feel my growing dick.
"You just don't know a fucking thing. With your acts you brought a lot of pain to others. You have no values. And now when we tell you to stop as a first step of change, you have the audacity to ask how to satisfy your own interests, you egoistic piece of shit. Are you completely out of control? It's plain and simple. Either you follow exactly what I'm saying or comrade Seth will take over. What is it you want? You better think twice and kneel down when you answer."
Immediately Chris-Boy fell on his knees. Seeing that I was amazed how well the chain of command meanwhile worked. I made sure that I stood in front of him with legs apart so that he could see and smell my tool under my pants. For a short moment I was even considering taking it out and make him suck it. But when looking at him I knew that he was far too nervous and it wouldn't have been fun.
"Brother, I apologize for my stupid and selfish comment. I will do as told and stop any of the activities that you mentioned," Chris-Boy said and was close to crying.
"Not only that, but you're also going to be responsible for all your worthless gang members as well. Everything they do will count equally against you. This means, if one of them restarts doing any of the shit I just mentioned, you will be made ultimately responsible. Understand?" I still shouted when saying this.
He nodded and replied: "Yes, brother, fully understood!"
"Good. Now get up again!". While standing up I forced his nose touching my crotch for several seconds.
"You better get used to this smell quickly.", I mumbled and gave him some kind of mysterious look.
Now Chris-Boy looked directly to the wall without moving, but you could still see and feel his fear because of my latest outbreak..
"Ok, we go on with your procedure now. Rule no. 2: You will attend all your classes from Monday to Wednesday and will not hang out with your worthless buddies outside anymore. And finally Rule No. 3: On Wednesday at 1pm sharp you will appear at the center downstairs. Any minute of delay will have serious consequences. And there we'll tell you what to do. So, these are three simple rules that even a shithead like you should be able to follow. Any questions?", I asked him.
"No, brother. Everything's clear", Chris-Boy said again close to tears.
"Well, let's hope that it's not only clear, but that the rules I just said are being followed as well. Anyway, you know about the consequences of any violation, don't you? And stop any sissy-like crying! Doesn't bring you anywhere," I barked at him.
"Yes, no doubt about this, brother."
"Good. Then, you're released. Finish your plate then. After that I'll guide you outside and then you'll walk back to your institution. And on Wednesday you'll return. And one last thing should also be clear: no word to anyone about all this. If you open your mouth, you're dead before the first word comes out. Remember this all the time!"
Chris-Boy nodded, then sat down again with my approval. He finished his plate and also drank a lot of water. Then he stood up and the two of us left the room. In the hallway we ran into Seth which again seemed to cause immediate panic with the guy. Only when he saw that Seth did not make any effort to attack him did he calm down a bit.
I added to the tension by barking at him and giving him a slight slap on his head: "Don't be impolite. When you see a brother and he's not busy, greet him or say good bye, whatever is more suitable. The brotherhood is your only source of authority from now on."
Chris-Boy followed and turned to Seth: "Good bye, brother. I`ll see you on Wednesday. I will be here as instructed by Chokee at 1pm sharp."
"Let's see about this," Seth replied with a devilish smile and went further down to his room. I accompanied Chris-Boy downstairs to the main door and let him out.
"Don't forget. This is your last chance!", I shouted at him after he had already walked through the door. He turned around, nodded once more and then started to run home. He had some five miles to walk ahead of him.