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Several days later, back in the big city, Charlie had met with the three candidates that Danny had chosen. He explained to them that they had a choice of going to prison or accepting a new life on a sort of dude ranch as workers. He gave each copies of the papers that they needed to sign and made it clear, that if they preferred prison, it was unlikely that they would last a year. All three gladly signed away their lives. They were taken to the airport, cuffed and blindfolded. They had also been given sleeping pills with their breakfast to keep them as docile as possible. Charlie went back to his office and moved their files into the list of deceased inmates in State institutions .
Danny's Rehab Program
CHAPTER 11
Sammy tried to call Danny's cellphone since he didn't have the new landline number yet. But the high mountains surrounding the ranch blocked the signal, so Sammy sent him an email. 'Please call urgently' was the message that Danny received. Since he and Gerson were going into town to return the rental car and van and then buy a car, Danny called Sammy once they were on the main road going into Palmdale.
"Hello, be right with you." Danny heard Sammy's voice say. He then heard Sammy's muffled voice sending his girlfriend out of the room.
"OK, Hi Danny. Thanks for getting back to me." Sammy said.
"How're you doing? Have you moved into the new house yet? Remember, I left the keys inside the flower pot on the front step." Danny reminded his brother.
"All is fine. No, I hope to start moving later today. Look, we need you to take another patient and it has to be right away." Sammy said, being cagey as usual.
"I can't do it yet, Sammy. We are just getting ourselves set up here and I have some other shipments due very soon." Danny said in a pleading voice.
"Look, this one is serious, there's a contract out on him," Sammy replied despairingly, trying to impress on Danny how serious it was and starting to forget his normal instinctive paranoia about plain speaking on the phone.
"I just can't do it," Danny said, not truly sensing Sammy's meaning or desperation.
"Aw, dammit Danny, help me out here. He's one of the bosses nephews, and I really need a favour he knows about the first deal as he helped me put it together and he REALLY wants me to help him with his kid brother's boy."
Danny paused momentarily as it started to dawn on him just how serious Sammy's problem might turn out for both of them. "Sammy, are you saying one of your bosses is that serious about this?" Danny replied as it started to sink in.
"Yeah, Danny, he cares about his brother's boy a lot. The problem is the kid messed up big time buying from another family and so the boss can't shield him. But like I said, he helped me set up Gerson's deal and now he wants Emmanuel to disappear the same way. If we don't get him out now, it may be too late later. Danny you have got to do this. This is one of our own." Sammy insisted.
Danny thought for a moment, then a possible solution dawned on him. "Sammy, my house still has a padded cell in the basement. You can take him and hold him there at least while he detoxes." Danny said.
"No way can I do that, Danny. I don't know shit about getting a guy through cold turkey and if this kid dies, it could be our necks next." Sammy said, keeping the pressure on Danny.
"Shit!" Danny said, as the seriousness of Sammy's predicament hit him, and then he continued: "OK, Sammy, you get this kid down to Palmdale and we do the exchange in the usual way. Here is my new landline number. 759 and the last four digits are my birthday and year.".
"OK, Danny, thanks. The boss is going to be very pleased."
Danny bought a windowless van and a Ford Explorer which he thought would be more practical on the ranch. Gerson drove the van back to the ranch, stopping to do some grocery shopping on the way. Danny went into the local bank and set up an account, then drove back to the ranch. The ride was a good thirty minutes to the turn off from the highway into the back road which took him up the canyon. Danny was back for lunch and Andre and Michael had just finished their morning workout while Kevin was busy in the kitchen preparing lunch (being hindered by Dean).
Danny went straight to his office to see if his new landline was working yet and was relieved to hear a dial tone. He was just about to make a call when he heard the noise of the helicopter. He called to Dean, as he passed the kitchen on his way back to the car, and they went out to the Explorer and drove up to the helipad. They helped each of the dazed new recruits into the car and Danny drove them to the barn where he and Dean moved each one individually into his own padded cell.
Danny figured that they had been on a Methadone regimen so he thought it best to keep them safely secured until he could assess each one's needs. They put Jer, the black slave, in the first cell; Danny undid his cuffs and Dean stripped off his clothes. His skin gave off an intoxicating heat and his skin had to be the smoothest he ever touched.
Dean said, "This guy is a hunk."
"Where am I?" Jer asked, slurring his words.
"You are home, just relax and have a nice sleep." Danny said as he laid him down on his cot and fastened the restraints; then he just stood and admired his new slave's physique as he dozed off. Danny and Dean repeated the process with Paco in the second cell and finally Jimmy and they were both semi- hard when they got back into the Explorer and drove up to the mansion, where Kevin had already served lunch and Michael and Andre were eating.
"Don't get up, just relax," Danny said, as he slid open two wooden doors in the wall to reveal a monitor, and carefully set it to alternate between shots of each cell so Danny could keep an eye on the three new boys. All were sleeping soundly, but Danny wondered how long before they would begin to come around. Just as they finished their meal Gerson arrived with a van full of groceries and everyone lent a hand to haul it into the kitchen where Kevin was busy storing it all away. When they'd finished packing away the groceries, Kevin served Gerson his lunch in the kitchen and sat at the utility table and watched Gerson as he ate.
"How did it go last night with the master?" Kevin said, letting his curiosity get the better of him.
Gerson just sighed deeply, then said, "Incredible, that man is incredible. I can't imagine living without him and the weird thing is, I never even thought about having sex with a guy before all this."
"Me either." Kevin said. But Gerson wasn't sure if he meant that he could not imagine living without Danny in his life or if he meant that he had never thought about having gay sex.
"You know Gerson, you're pretty hot yourself." Kevin continued.
"Kevin, when I heard you were coming, I felt kind of jealous, but then when I saw you ... well, I'm just so glad you are part of all this." Both men smiled as they looked deeply into one another's eyes. "Besides, I'd still be trapped in the kitchen!" Gerson added and they both began to laugh as the door opened and Dean came in.
"What's so funny, guys?" He said unselfconsciously.
"Guys?" Gerson said authoritatively. "What happened to 'Sirs'? I think this boy needs a spanking to help him remember who he is."
"Promises, that's all I ever get around here, empty promises" Dean said, as the three of them laughed harder together.
"Say, you guys looked pretty hot last night in bed together. I felt a bit jealous." Gerson teased.
"What? You saw us?" Kevin said as Dean just stared at Gerson.
"Sure did. It made the sex between the master and I so much hotter." Gerson added. Then they all began to laugh so hard that they had to hold their sides.
Danny came in then and smiled broadly when he saw the three happy faces of his men. "OK guys, you will each take care of one of these new recruits. Kevin you take the first to rouse himself so you can be done with him and still have time to get up here and prepare dinner. "Gerson did you get the seeds for a herb garden? Danny asked.
"Yes sir!" Gerson responded proudly.
"OK, you and Dean can begin working on a small garden out behind the house close to the kitchen. Please be careful. This is rattlesnake country." Danny said.
"Rattlesnakes? Sheeet! I hate snakes." Dean exclaimed.
"I know one snake that you don't seem to mind." Kevin joked and all began laughing again. Danny told Kevin to prepare him a glass of ice tea and said that he would be in his office.
Meanwhile, down in the bunk house, Andre and Michael were relaxing. Andre was talking Michael through his routine. "Just imagine yourself weightless as you glide over the ice, a free bird soaring through the air. Feel yourself skating backward to gain speed on your turn and then preparing yourself for a double axel. You push yourself up into my arms, we embrace as you spin through the air. Your landing is balanced, your weight is straight over your legs and you lightly return to the ice, finding your footing, you begin to gain momentum. Now imagine that I am on your back piggy-back style, you go into a spin and jump with all your strength to lift us both into the outer atmosphere."
In Andre's experience, the down time at the rink was easily recovered through imagining the moves and greatly enhanced by the images he offered to Michael. After their session of imaginary figure skating, Andre massaged Michael's body from head to toe. Now Michael really felt he was a soaring bird lifted by columns of thermals and taken to the very heights of physical pleasure. He was loving this time with Andre; he'd never had a coach that was able so adeptly to get inside his loneliness and free him from his inner demons. Andre for his part had so much to be grateful to Danny for in helping them to discover how to go beyond the physical and unite at a much deeper spiritual level. After Andre finished massaging Michael he laid down next to him on the massage table. Michael rolled onto his side to face Andre. They stared into each other's eyes until Andre spoke first.
"Michael, if you come last in the State championships, I will still love you. You know that don't you?" Andre said sincerely.
"I'm not sure what you mean. No one has ever cared for me alone; for who I am, but rather what I have done and how well I skate." Michael answered, expressing his confusion.
"We could forget skating and live the rest of our lives here as Danny's slaves, and I would be just as happy just to be with you." Andre said hoping to convince Michael of the purity of his love.
"I don't know if I could give up my dream of skating in the Olympics and still be happy. It has been my goal since as long as I can remember." Michael said trying to be sincere with Andre without hurting his feelings.
"I am not asking you to give up your dream. I am trying to tell you that without the medals, wins and fame that goes with them, you are all I need to feel fulfilled." Andre said, realizing these concepts were difficult for anyone to understand but especially so for a young man with most of his life still ahead.
While they talked, Andre manipulated Michael's genitals with non-sexual affectionate caresses. Michael felt so at peace. He could not remember a time in his life that was less filled with stress and loneliness. Here in this moment, life seemed perfect. Suddenly Danny appeared in the door. "Slaves move your asses and come with me." He led them to the re-education room in the barn. He had Andre put wrist and ankle restraints on Michael and then had him suspend his boy-lover from two chains hanging from pullies in the ceiling. When Michael's feet were barely touching the floor Danny put teat clamps on his pecs. Michael cried out in pain and began to feel dread for the things that Danny was going to do to him. Danny then had Andre remove the butt plug from Michael's anus and handed him a larger one. When Michael saw the size of it he began to plead, so Danny put a gag with a small plastic penis attached into his mouth: "This will keep you quiet."
Danny then hung a pail from the ball stretcher that Michael was already wearing and ordered Andre to begin filling the pail with water. Michael was pulling at his restraints but without leverage he was totally helpless; Andre had begun to fill the pail, but when he saw that Michael was agonizing he stopped adding more.
"Did I order you to stop?" Danny yelled at him. "I see your problem. You are afraid of hurting this little shit ass. Add more water!" Danny insisted. Andre started to add more but Michael flailed as best he could and made noses protesting the pain that was shooting through his body. Andre stopped pouring. "I said add more," Danny yelled.
"I will not add more. Can't you see he can't take anymore? You're a mad man, I'm cutting him down." The sense of relief that came over Michael was clearly visible. Andre took the pail off the hook that was connected to his testicles, gently massaged them and then lowered the chains and released his boy-lover who fell into his arms and a protective embrace. Danny smiled.
"You guys are welcome to stay as long as you like, but as far as I'm concerned your work here is concluded." Danny said with confidence.
Andre and Michael began kissing each other intensely. Danny heard Michael say over and over. "I love you old man, I love you."
Andre replied, "I will never allow anyone to hurt you, my skating prince."
"Yes Master, I know that now." Michael said with far more trust in Andre than he had possessed a short while earlier.
Returning to the house, Danny retreated to his office once more, and carried on reviewing his client's investments a task he had left when he had spotted Andre and Michael on a monitor until his attention was caught by the sight of Jer, the new black slave, stirring in his cell. He used the intercom system that Tom had installed to inform Kevin in the kitchen that his trainee was awaiting him. Kevin put the food he was preparing in the oven and turned it down to a low setting and headed for the front door. Danny met him at the door and gave him his newly assigned security code so that he could open Jer's cell door and handed him a small cow prod. Kevin walked over to the barn and made his way through to the cells; stopping at #1 he entered his security code on the door's numeric keypad and went in to begin the orientation process.
"Where am I," Jer asked Kevin as he entered.
Kevin, admiring the stud that lay on his cot before him, answered. "You are beginning a new life. Forget what you were before and begin to learn from me what you will need to know in this new life. From now on you will only speak when asked a question or given permission. You are now a slave on the ranch of Master Daniel. You will call me and the other trainers 'Sir.' You must fall to your knees whenever you first meet the master each day; afterwards a simple bow will suffice." Kevin released him from h is bonds and said, "now come with me."
"I ain't nobody's slave!" Jer challenged Kevin. Kevin held the tip of the cow prod in front of Jer's eyes and hit the trigger. The current jumped and arced across the tip of the prod.
"You spoke without permission. You want to debate the point with me?" Kevin said feeling his blood tingle in his genitals.
"No, no, its cool." Jer said and followed Kevin to the shower room. Once there, Kevin punched in his code careful not to reveal it to Jer. Jer went inside first. Kevin put wrist and ankle cuffs on the boy and strung him up similar to the way Danny had strung up Michael. Then he began washing the young black man. He covered his skin with liquid soap from the dispenser on the wall and delighted on how this made Jer's velvet skin seem even smoother. Jer flinched when Kevin began to wash his pecs.
"The Master claims every part of you. It is now forbidden to even wash yourself. Each morning you will be washed and wash either your trainer or another of your fellow slaves, " Kevin informed Jer.
Jer flinched when Kevin began fondling his genitals and working the soap up into a froth. Jer began getting hard even though this embarrassed him no matter how hard he fought against the sensations. But Kevin prolonged his work on Jer's groin deliberately, just because he wanted to see how big this stud would get. Then Kevin moved onto Jer's ass cheeks; they were hairless except for what grew in his crack. The flesh was so firm and rounded, that Kevin began to sport wood. Kevin then got a razor and shaved the new slave's armpits, the few strands of hair on his chest and trimmed his pubes. Then he began to douche the hapless fellow Jer tried moving his hips and swinging his legs but once Kevin got hold of him the lubricated applicator went smoothly up his butt hole. Kevin turned on the lukewarm water and Jer screamed.
"Quiet, this isn't so bad", Kevin said. He shut off the water and then massaged Jer's tummy. What a feeling of power and control Kevin felt as he watched his ward's discomfort at having his rectum filled. After ten minutes, he released him from his restraints and led him to the toilet which had no stall around it. Jer was so relieved that he could empty his bowels, he didn't give it a thought. When he'd finished emptying his bowels, Kevin made him stand facing the toilet and grabbing his cock told him to urinate into a cup. Jer protested that he couldn't so Kevin shrugging his shoulders led him back over to the wall with the hose and ordered Jer to bend over. When he hesitated, Kevin put his hand on the cow prod. Within seconds Jer was holding onto his ankles and Kevin refilled him. Kevin made him hold the water at least five minutes, but Jer felt like it was far longer.
Finally, Kevin took him over to the toilet, and Jer once more emptied his bowels into the toilet bowl. Again Kevin made him stand and face the toilet and gave him the cup to fill while holding Jer's cock. Like magic, Jer gave him a sample of his urine and then emptied his bladder into the toilet. Kevin then rinsed him off, dried him and then led him out of the bathroom. While Kevin was punching in the code to open the re-education room, Jer bolted out the main door. He was a fast runner and there was no way that Kevin could catch up much less recapture him.
Danny had been watching all this on a monitor in his office and quickly dashed out of the house and got into the golf cart, taking the road toward the front gate. Eventually, he was catching up on the naked fleeing slave, and fearing that out of desperation Jer might leave the road and run off into the wilderness, Danny called out to him.
"We are several miles in from the main highway and that way is full of rattle snakes. Maybe you would prefer to go back?" Danny said in a loud voice.
When Jer heard 'rattle snakes' he shuddered to a halt and froze in his tracks. Jer feared few things in this world, but snakes of any kind put him into a state of panic. Danny turned the golf cart around without offering Jer a lift and allowed the scared youth to walk behind the cart. Danny led him back to the stable which had been converted into the re-education center, stopped at the door and waited for Jer to draw near. As Jer made his final approach, Danny simply drove off without so much as one word.
Kevin grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. "Now look what you went and did. Now we are both going to get it from the master. Now get back into that shower and let's get this sweat off you." Jer was expecting to be punished severely. But Kevin just let his own mind work on him and he was growing more anxious by the minute. When Kevin brought him to the main room and he saw the examination table set up in the center of the room, he really lost it and went down on his knees begging Kevin to forgive him. Kevin placed a hand on his shoulder and indicated that he should get up on the table. Jer got on the table, crying profusely in anticipation of some really cruel punishment, but Kevin just put some skin cream on his hands and began masturbating the youth. This caused Jer's mind to short out and he became utterly confused. When he shot his load into the condom that Kevin had placed on the head of his cock, he was left speechless and panting.
Danny, watching all this on his monitor, thought that Kevin was a natural at breaking guys. Danny himself would have whipped the kid's ass, but he saw that by not punishing him Kevin had in fact tortured him far more and so his relief with his orgasm was that much stronger. Danny was now set up to freeze dry each slave's sperm so that he could send it to England. (He had found out that due to the laws there about guaranteeing the donor's anonymity, too few were donating their sperm and the shortage had caused a price war.)
Gerson had found a book in the library on the various cacti that grew in the region of the ranch. He realized that the aloe plant did very well in the sandy soil of the ranch and wondered how they might profit from it. That evening as they ate a small herd of horses came trotting down from the hills and went right into the corral next to the barn. The six of them all excited went running down to see them. Dean moved quickly to shut the gate. Four mares and a foal were now drinking water from a half barrel set up for on one side of the corral. Everyone looked so happy.
"Can we keep them? Master?" Asked Dean.
"There so beautiful," Gerson said.
"Now it's a real ranch." Kevin added his two cents.
Andre and Michael too were enjoying the sight, but were more into holding onto one another and looking forward to getting back on the ice. All six returned to the mansion for a night cap and some caressing and kissing after a long hard day. Andre announced that he and Michael would be leaving the next day and they both thanked the others for having helped them so much.
"I never really had a family that I could count on. But you guys have made me feel more part of this family than I feel with my own mom and dad. I want you to know that I really love you guys and that I know now that my life can began again thanks to you all." Michael said. "I was so into myself, but now I see that I am a part of something much bigger than myself. I was so proud of my accomplishments, but now I understand that humbling myself allows me to see other's beauty and when I see others as they are, I become a better person." Michael began to weep and Andre hugged him and shed a few tears himself. Within seconds another world class group hug came into being.
The next morning, Gerson was driving Andre and Michael to the Palmdale airport. They had no sooner got beyond the gated entrance when a police car coming the opposite way flagged them down.
"Good morning officer." Gerson said. "Can I help you?"
"Good morning gentlemen." The handsome young officer replied with a broad smile on his face seeing two of thr shockingly handsome guys and the older atractive man in the car. "One of your neighbors on a ranch about five miles towards Palmsprings is missing some horses. Have you seen them?"
"As a matter of fact, we have. They wandered into our compound yesterday. We have them in a corral. I am on the way to the airport but if you ask for Danny, the owner, at the Gate, he will take care of you." Gerson replied.
"Thank you sir, much obliged." The officer said, happy to locate the horses, but somewhat disappointed that Gerson would not be staying. The officer drove to the main gate, found the intercom and hit the call button.
Danny was still sipping his coffee when the house phone rang. The officer introduced himself and told Danny that he was looking for the stray horses. Danny confirmed that they had the horses and were willing to return them to their rightful owners. Danny invited the officer in, but he just thanked Danny and said he was going over to the owners place to tell them that he had located their stock. Danny told the others that they would be having some guests and distributed jeans, plaid shirts, cowboy hats, chaps and boots which Gerson had picked up on his last shopping trip. Everyone got dressed up and the place was immediately transformed into a bona fide dude ranch. Dean teased Kevin who had put on the chaps without the jeans and was doing a little irish jig. Then Danny told them that the owners were coming to take the horses and everyone got very serious. Meanwhile, the three guys in the padded cells were needing attending.
Dean had been up most of the night holding onto Jimmy who was really having a bad time. He went into convulsions a couple of times, but luckily they ended quickly. Dean got real nervous each time and was just about to wake Danny, when the attacks would pass. He just wrapped his arms around Jimmy's lovely torso, rubbing his hand over this guy's body trying to comfort him, but also finding himself becoming more and more attached to this tall, strong man, that now seemed so vulnerable. Periodically he wiped him down with damp towels. Then covering him with as many as three blankets when he began shaking with the chills. Around four a.m. Jimmy finally went into a deep sleep and began to rest.
Around ten that morning, the phone rang again. Danny answered to find that their neighbor was at the gate and had come to fetch the horses. Danny opened the electric gate from his phone and two cowboys rode into the ranch. About ten minutes later, they dismounted their horses in front of the corral where they saw their small herd. Danny, Dean and Kevin went down to greet them.
"Hi, I'm Danny, this is Dean and Kevin." Danny made the introductions.
"I'm Matt, your neighbor, and this is Bobby, my helper." Matt said. He was an impressive man of about 45 years of age. It was clear that he kept himself in good shape. Bobby was a kid of about twenty, medium height, with a nicely formed body, clear skin and dark hair. He looked like your typical cowboy. "Sure appreciate you taking care of my horses we've been searching for them for a couple of days."
"They wandered in here by themselves yesterday." Danny explained. "Actually, we kind of fell in love with them and were thinking of buying some ourselves."
"How many are you interested in buying?" Matt asked Danny.
"Well, eventually maybe seven, but since we don't know much about horses, we should start off with one or two." Danny answered.
"You come see me when you are ready to buy. I think I have what you will need and will give you a good price. Here's my card." Matt said pulling a card out of his plaid shirt pocket. "You will need quite a bit of supplies to care for them. I'll send Bobby over tomorrow or the next day and he will give you a list of all you will need."
"Actually, if you have a PC you could just make me a list and email it over." Danny said. He noticed then the disappointment on Bobby's face. "But maybe you could lend us Bobby for a day or two to teach us how to care for them." Danny added and noticed Bobby smiling. Within minutes, Matt and Bobby had the five horses tethered and were on their way.
Kevin went down to the barn with breakfast for the three guests in detox. He took a tray into Jer's cell first. He no sooner walked in and Jer made a strange face. "You're not complaining about this good food the master sent you?" He questioned.
"No, sir," Jer answered. "Are there horses here?"
"Why do you ask?" Kevin asked.
"I smell them. I'd recognize the smell of horse manure anywhere. My grandpa lived on a farm and always had a horse and I sometimes spent part of my summer with him. That smell brings back so many memories." Jer said nostalgically.
"You know about taking care of horses?" Kevin asked looking down at his boots and seeing that he had in fact soiled them. Kevin brought the remaining trays to the other inmates. He found Jimmy still sleeping soundly and just left the tray in his cell. When he went into Paco's cell he found him vomiting into a pail. He moved over to him and gripped his shoulders.
"You have got to give me something. I'm dying here." Kevin moved him over to his cot, strapped him down and set up an intravenous saline solution to keep him from dehydrating. He stayed with him for a a short while when Danny relieved him so he could prepare their lunch.
"By the way, Jer knows about caring for horses." Kevin said as he left the cell.
Danny looked up into Kevin's eyes, nodded and smiled.
Back in the Big City...
Tom was working busily at his desk that afternoon happy that there had been a delay before his enslavement. He hadn't realized how many loose ends needed to be attended before his 'retirement'.
His secretary buzzed him and told him he had a call on line one.
"Tom here." He answered.
"Tom, its Andre. I just got back and want to thank you for all you did for us. Also to tell you I was with your boy and he is doing marvellously well. You should be proud of him."
"Andre, I am so glad to hear that it went well for you. And thanks for calling to tell me about my son. I hope to be joining him there soon. Actually, Danny has been sending me video clips of you guys over the Internet." Tom said. "Can we get together for dinner?
"That would be great, Tom, how about tomorrow night. We just got back today and need to settle in." Andre answered.