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Atlanta Bears
Tony's Legacy
Saturday, January 23, 2010, had been a gloomy day in Atlanta. The temperature was hovering around 43 F (6.1 C) and the sky was overcast with a wind coming out of the east. John stood in his best suit next to his friends Bart and Wes and several other men and women from the local leather community. A shiver went through his body as he pulled the long black coat he wore tight around him. They had gathered around an open grave with a silver coffin suspended above it. Richard stood across from them. His hand was placed on the coffin in a moment of reflection.
Tony had passed away from a heart attack the week before. It had been a sudden shock to the community and John mourned the man that he had come to admire and count as a close friend over the past twelve years. He had helped Tony with the training of subs that sought to learn from the elder statesman and his sub partner Richard. With his passing, John was unsure of what the future would hold, but he wanted to find a way to honor the man's life and continue to pass down the knowledge he had gained to other doms and subs in the community.
As Richard leaned down to kiss the casket, he rose and wiped his eyes. John stepped forward to hug the man and console him.
"He will be greatly missed," John replied.
Richard looked up and smiled.
"He had a lot of respect for you, Sir. In fact, he wanted to give you something. Can you stop by the house later today?"
"Sure, I can do that," John said. "Bart and Wes are staying with me. Is it ok if they come too, or should I come alone?"
"They can come," Richard replied. "I think Master Tony would have approved."
"Will do," John said.
After the service was completed, the crowd dispersed and John made his way over to Tony and Richard's home with his friends in tow. Wes looked out the window and reminisced as they drove up the driveway.
"It is hard to believe that it has been so long since we all drove here together."
"Yeah, but it was a worthwhile experience," John said as the car came to a stop. "I know I am not the same young, inexperienced asshole that showed up here that first day."
Bart laughed.
"You weren't that green. But I think we all learned a lot about ourselves and what we wanted."
As the men filed out, they came to the side entrance that they had walked through so many times in the past. Wes entered and reached over and rubbed the cubicles that still sat to the right of the door as you entered.
"I wonder how many subs have been using these since we all were here last."
"Quite a few," John replied with a smile as he took his coat off. "Tony and I had been training two at the same time up to a few months ago."
"I keep forgetting you have been doing that," Bart said. "Are you still giving thought to creating your own program?"
"Serious thought now," John said. "I'd like to honor Tony by passing on the opportunity to train subs by giving them a safe space to explore things like we did and learn in the process."
"Master Tony was hoping you would say that," came the voice of Richard as he walked into the room.
The three turned and smiled as the sub approached them. He had aged since the last time Bart and Wes had seen him. The stress of losing his partner had no doubt added to his overall appearance.
"I am sorry about everything," Wes said. "I wish we could have visited more often."
"That is ok, Sir," Richard said as he walked over and rubbed Wes's shoulder. "He knew you both had your life set up in New York now. He did appreciate the letter you sent over the holidays, though."
"So, what did you need to see me about?" John asked.
"As I said, Master wanted to ensure that his legacy continued," Richard replied. "There are still a lot of subs out there that need guidance from an experienced dom that follows the rules that Master lived by. He knew that there are doms that need to learn, just as you three did, what these rules are and how they can better treat their subs in a healthy way. To that end, he and I had a lot of conversations over the past few months since his first heart troubles began."
Richard looked at John and grinned. He pulled out an envelope from his back pocket and held it in his hands.
"Master thought of you as the son he never had and felt like you were the perfect person to entrust this goal to. He knew you were thinking of starting your own program and loved the unfinished basement you have in your new home. We both thought it would be a great place to build out and create a training space of your own. To that end, he wanted you to have everything in this room. It should give you a jumpstart on furnishing the space and he wanted you to have this envelope. It contains the money you should need to complete the construction of your vision."
John took the envelope in shock and looked at the check inside. The money was far too generous and he was about to object.
"Before you say anything, Master figured you might be concerned for me," Richard said. "I'm planning on selling the house and moving down to our Florida home in the next few months. I'm getting too old to maintain this place by myself and we have a lot of savings, so believe me, I am well taken care of."
"I don't know what to say," John replied. "Honestly, this has me speechless."
"Agreed, that is an amazing gift!" Bart said.
Richard walked over to John, grasped the man's arm, and smiled.
"Just promise me that you will remember him and continue to promote good behaviors in the community."
"You know I will," John replied with a smile as a tear came from his eye.
"There is one more thing," Richard said as he stepped back.
"Yes?" John asked.
"Master and I have been talking to a younger man recently. He wanted to train with Tony, but he had been too weak to take him on. Would you be willing to take him as your first trainee?"
"I'd be honored," John replied.
"Master had already interviewed him and found him to be a great candidate. He is submissive, but wanted to learn from a true master about what it means to be a sub."
"He will be safe with me," John replied. "Just pass on his information and I will reach out."
"Good," Richard said. "Would you Sirs like some tea?"
"That would be awesome," Wes replied with a smile.
One month later, on Thursday, February 11, John walked downstairs and into his basement area. He had managed to move Tony's equipment over and had added some of his own to create an inviting space. The walls still needed to be insulated and finished and the flooring needed to be selected, but with the help of some of his friends, his vision for a training space had come to fruition. It was chilly, though, and he turned on the space heater as he awaited the arrival of his first sub.
He had contacted Evan right after Richard had passed his information along. The young man was chubby but had a great attitude and his dark skin had a glow to it that was very attractive. John turned to the table on the side wall where he had laid out the yellow collar he would place around the young man's neck to welcome him into his program formally. He grabbed a white, square box out of a drawer and put it next to the metal necklace.
John heard the outer side door to his basement open and close. He had set up some cubicles similar to the way Tony had for subs to undress and put their possessions away. As the inner door opened a few minutes later, Evan entered completely naked and smiled at him. He closed the door behind him and stood at attention.
"Good to see you, Sir!"
"Welcome, boy," John said. "I am looking forward to working with you over the next year. I have the contract that we agreed to ready for you to sign and your collar here to place around your neck, too. As my first trainee in this new space and a new program, I hope you are willing to put in some hard work and help me learn in the process."
"Yes, Sir!" Evan replied.
"Good," John said. "I'll be taking on two more subs as the year progresses. I think having three of you at a time will be a good thing and you can mentor and learn from each other. I hope you will be willing to step up and assist as new boys are brought in."
"Of course, Sir!" Evan replied.
"And this came in the mail this week, too," John said as he picked up the square box and brought it over to the boy.
John lifted the lid and showed the sub the new metal chastity device that he had custom-made for the lad.
"That looks awesome, Sir!" Evan said. "I'm still nervous about the whole chastity thing but am willing to push myself to be the best sub I can be."
"That's the attitude that I hope you will continue to maintain," John said with a smile. "You have a long journey ahead of you, but I will be here to help you along the way. Let's get started."
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