Humane Discipline

A Portrait of Servitude -- Humane Discipline

A Short Story

By Randall Austin

This story is erotic fiction meant for mature readers and should only be read by adults over the age of eighteen years old. Please do not use my stories without my permission and please forward all comments to randallaustin2011@hotmail.com

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(Author's note: Each "Portrait of Servitude" presents a little descriptive scenario, or snapshot, of slavery as it is found in some part of the world, most frequently in the United States. Each chapter or posting of "A Portrait of Servitude" is intended to stand alone, and is complete in itself.

Place: Minneapolis, Minnesota

Background: `Training rings' are emplaced on slaves in order to provide an owner with punishment alternatives to the standard application of physical pain, which is usually beatings should they be needed. Typically training rings are emplaced, through body piercing, to the ears, nose, nipples, and genitals. An example of a standard ring punishment would be tethering a slave by a short length of chain from a training ring to an immovable object, such as a wall, in order to force a slave to stand in one spot and ponder the consequences of misbehavior. They are fast becoming popular, as they are seen as the most useful of the many humane alternatives to such common forms of punishments as spankings, paddlings, tawsings, whippings, face slappings, thumbscrewing, and flesh pinching.

It is legal in all 50 states of the United States to emplace training rings on all slaves, servants, drudges, or indentees, even ones who are serving temporary terms. They are called `training rings' because the idea is that they are needed only to get a slave properly trained. In actual practice most owners do not remove training rings, even once a slave is trained and behaving up to an owner's specifications. Most owners like knowing that they have them available on the slave should there ever be a need for further punishment.

Some other common forms of humane punishment are public humiliation; caging; soaking; restrictive diets; and the use of safe chemical agents, either ingested or applied topically to the skin, which cause varying degrees of discomfort.

Situation; Juan Cadena was arrested on a night of one of the many high school graduation parties he attended for driving while under the influence of alcohol. The accident caused extensive property damage. While no one was hurt, the fact that Juan was very drunk, and the expensive hillside house which he ran into with his car was rendered unfit for habitation due to structural damage caused to the pilings, prompted the presiding judge to sentence Juan to 5 years indentured service.

Juan's father was very pleased that the person who had purchased Juan's lease, Humilard Rathbone, believed in the concept of `humane punishment'.

After five months of service with Mr. Rathbone, Mr. Rathbone kindly arranged to give 18 year-old Juan an afternoon off from his duties as house servant so he could spend some time with several of his friends from high school.

Juan Cadena was nervous as he prepared the patio for his guests, very nervous. A stomach full of butterflies such as he had never experienced before would not go away. He wondered why he was so afraid to meet his friends from high school, who were due in an hour.

Juan was always surrounded by friends. He was smart, good looking, with big brown doe-like eyes, and possessed a fine natural form and a gentle disposition. But even Juan was surprised at how quickly he was taken in by the rich, white-boy, elite, crowd of the high school he attended, Mosley-Bitterman Prep School. Now he was afraid that perhaps his friends would see his situation of indenturement as a natural environment for him, given his brown skin.

On top of his butterflies, Juan started sweating as he thought about what his friends would think of his bald head, his uniform, and the training rings, the ones that were visible, through his ears and nose. He was ashamed of all of it, but especially of his training rings. While only three quarters of an inch in diameter, it was the thickness of the rings' gauge that made it clear that their purpose was not ornamental, but practical. They were meant for tethering. Tethering an errant slave. They made Juan feel that he looked like an animal. Juan knew that everyone knew what training rings were for. The very fact that your owner had you fitted with training rings meant that he expected you to have behavior problems, and that he intended to correct you when problems arose. Juan feared that now his rich white friends would begin to have doubts about his status, and think that perhaps Juan really should be a slave. Juan couldn't shake the idea that his friends, who even though they were liberal hearted and kind, would start thinking, "Juan really was just a slave deep down inside, after all. He was born to be a slave."

Mr. Rathbone entered the patio and Juan stiffened, "If you really cared about your friends, you'll do a better job than the one you have done of cleaning off the table tops. Haven't I given you enough lectures about self-respect? When is it going to start sinking in, little guy?"

And as much as his appearance, if not more, Juan worried about Mr. Rathbone and his verbal putdowns. He was helpless to stop them, for he knew the awful consequences of countering anything that Mr. Rathbone said. Juan was determined to make no mistakes during his friends' visit so that Mr. Rathbone would have no occasion to humiliate him in front of his friends.

Humilard was an imposing figure. A former athlete, he was still fit, tall, handsome, and strong, at the age 60. Except for Juan, Humilard lived alone with his 16 year-old daughter, Corrine, from his second marriage. When his wife died 8 months ago, Humilard decided to trade in their former indentured servant for a new one. Their former servant was a favorite of his ex wife, but he reminded Humilard too much of his wife, and he needed a change in his servant to help him avoid painful memories. He also needed a new servant because now that he was wifeless, Humilard had many new duties for his servant.

"And look at yourself! You have guests coming and you haven't even oiled your head properly! When you have special guests coming you show your respect for them by using extra oil on your face and head." Humilard called out to his daughter. She opened the patio door and Humilard instructed her, "Take Juan into the bathroom and show him the proper way for a servant to oil and buff his head and face when he is serving important guests!"

Juan was humiliated enough having to shave his head and body each morning, but having to oil his head was something he had hoped Humilard wouldn't insist on today. As he sat on the toilet seat as Corrine rubbed mineral oil into his head and face, Juan was pissed and wanted to express it. But he had learned his lesson a long time ago. Corrine liked Juan, and Juan liked the very attractive Corrine, but Corrine reported every one of Juan's moans, complaints, and whines, to her father. And her father punished Juan's every moan, complaint, and whine. But he always punished `humanely', as he liked to remind Juan before every punishment session.

As Corrine wiped Juan's head with a buffing cloth, she said, "Let's polish you up real bright and shiny and get you looking super spiffy for your friends!" Sometimes Juan felt as though he had lost so much personal dignity through his ordeal of indenturement, that he wondered if he would ever again feel like a man who could be proud of himself.

When Juan returned to the patio, Humilard complimented him. "You look good, Juan. Really good. Just the way a neat, obeying, well-polished, servant should look!" Humilard had Juan dress up in servant dress clothes for his friends' visit. Servant dress clothes were the same basic neutral green color as standard slave fatigues, only they were cut like normal dress clothes. Thus, in design, Juan's clothing looked liked standard khaki's, dress shirt, tie, and loafers, but they were all slave green in color, including the tie and shoes. Juan really didn't mind, because at least the slave dress shirt covered up his servant collar, a big mean looking metallic mesh collar that Humilard picked out, and which Juan despised.

As Juan passed a mirror, he stopped to examine himself. He gulped. When he saw his slave dress clothes, his big, shiny, bald, head, and his thick nose and earrings on both ears, he looked like a slave and nothing but a slave. He wanted to cry. There was no escaping the way he looked and what he was.

At around 1 PM four cars pulled into Mr. Rathbone's large semi-circle driveway and parked. Seeing all of his friends through the dining room window made Juan almost completely forget his status and he ran to get to the front door to let them in. As he hugged and greeted Buck, Scruggs, Pete, Soren, Jamie, Andre, and Danny, not one of them let on that they thought his appearance was in anyway unusual.

Juan introduced his friends to Humilard, and it struck Juan that Humilard treated his free friends quite differently from the way he treated him. "So all of you are now in your first year of college?" Every one of Juan's friends acknowledged to Humilard that they were now in college. "That's wonderful!" Humilard placed a hand on Juan's shoulder, "Just think. When you kids complete your first year of graduate school, five years from now, Juan can join you as a freshman on campus." Everyone smiled, finding Humilard's statement a bit awkward.

Pete broke the tension, "Wow Juan, you look great!"

Everyone nodded, and Juan made the best of it, "Oh yeah! Look at me: `old baldy'!" Juan's self- deprecating joke relieved everyone's slightly nervous condition, and everyone laughed.

Scruggs liked Juan's head too, "Nice and shiny! I like it. It's rad, dude! Totally!"

When Corrine entered the room and was introduced, Juan's male friends all took a definite interest in Humilard's nubile daughter. Her budding breasts made all of the boys want to reach out and touch, and her blouse outlined two small yet perky nipples.

With the ice broken, Juan invited his friends into the kitchen to serve them drinks. Humilard moved to an adjoining room, and started reading a newspaper. The conversation flowed freely, and Juan answered many questions from his friends about servitude. In fact, Juan's servitude conferred something of celebrity status on him, and soon he was his old self: charming, witty, and always quick with a clever retort. In fact he was so much his old self that he soon forgot who he was, and to Soren's bad luck story about being dumped by his girlfriend, Juan exclaimed, "Jeezuzchris, that so much fuckin' sucks!"

Within seconds, Humilard appeared in the kitchen. His presence silenced everyone, and he calmly said, "Juan, go stand at the sink and put your hands in the cuffs!" Juan's first really carefree moment since being indentured was brought to a sudden halt.

Juan's friends looked at each other, confused. Humilard noticed and explained as he made his way towards Juan, "No servant ever uses that kind of language in this house.

On each side of the sink, attached to the countertop, were Velcro cuffs. Juan stood in front of the sink, with his arms stretched out and placed in the countertop cuffs. Humilard approached Juan and tightened each cuff. He then opened a cupboard and removed an aerosol can labeled `Swenson Service Control'. He shook the can, put a hand on top of Juan's bald head, admonished, "I'm so disappointed in you!", and then ordered, "Now open your mouth!" Juan was so shamed that the punishment he was about to receive didn't register. Humilard put the spray nozzle slightly into Juan's mouth, and pushed the nozzle to release the can's contents.

Juan immediately started coughing, gagging, sputtering, and spitting into the sink. Humilard put the spray can back into the cupboard and walked back to where Juan's friends were gathered and watching in silent astonishment. Humilard explained, "Its punishment mouth spray. It stings like nettles in the mouth and tastes like rotting garbage, but it's totally non-toxic and completely slave safe! Juan will have to stand there and ponder the consequences of foul language for ten minutes. I suggest you all move out onto the patio. It can be disturbing watching a servant face the music. Juan will be rejoining you shortly."

As Humilard exited, Andre shook his head in disbelief, and whispered to his friends, "What a gawdamn fuckin creep!" All of Juan's friends expressed similar disgust with Humilard as they moved out onto the patio.

When Juan rejoined his friends fifteen minutes later, after being released from the cuffs by Humilard and rinsing out his mouth, it was a different atmosphere; one of commiseration. Juan tried to tell his friends that while the punishment mouth wash stings and tastes foul, it easily and completely rinses away. But Juan's friends could see that Juan had dried tears from his eyes and was putting on a brave front. Juan's friends were almost as embarrassed at having witnessed the punishment as Juan was having received it.

What struck Juan, especially, was that the visit of his friends was having the opposite effect on them from the one he feared. Rather than driving his friends away, his treatment at the hands of Humilard seemed to be drawing his friends closer to him in support.

After an hour of conversation on the patio, in which Juan had to convince his friends that being indentured wasn't quite as horrible as it seemed, Juan lit the barbecue, and started bringing out meal items from the kitchen. His friends jumped in and were eager to help. When Juan, carrying a platter of sandwich buns and condiments, bumped into Danny carrying a tray of juice and glasses, the noise of the collision was almost as big as the mess it made. Humilard was on the patio in no time, and ordered Juan into the house. Danny was quick to take the blame, "It was my fault. I should have looked where I was going. I'm sorry."

Humilard looked at Danny and shook his head, then addressed all of Juan's friends, "Look, you people; you aren't doing Juan any favors by lying. I happened to have been watching the whole episode from the window in my study. Juan came bursting out on the patio carrying the platter, and he was busy trying to get Jamie's attention when he should have been watching where he was going. He is going to pay for his inattentiveness."

Juan was quivering as he and Humilard went into the house. His friends were upset over the accident, and weren't certain if they should enter the house. They debated the issue briefly. When Scruggs finally opened the patio door and said he was going in to see what was happening, everyone followed him into the house.

When they found Humilard and Juan in the living room, Juan was already tethered. He was standing in the middle of doorframe looking straight up. A light caliper chain from his nose ring to the top of the doorframe forced him to remain standing in one spot with his head bent looking straight up at the ceiling. And to keep him immobile, similar chains went from each earring to the sides of the doorframe. All three chains were drawn tight so Juan was forced to remain almost immobile. His head was so tightly drawn into the bent position, that it looked painful to his friends.

All of Juan's friends winced when they saw him, and the pained expressions on their faces had Humilard sensing that he was not a popular guy in their view. Humilard explained, "Juan will have to stay in this position for half an hour. My suggestion is that you all work on the meal preparation, and by the time the food is ready, Juan will be able to rejoin you."

Buck felt something should be said to let Humilard know how the gang felt, so he began, weakly, "This kinda sucks, man!"

Humilard agreed, "You don't have to tell me!"

Andre took up the cause, "No, what Buck means, Mr. Rathbone, is that it seems kind of extreme the way our pal is being treated."

Humilard nodded, "I agree with you. Juan is being treated with what is both the most humane and effective form of punishment. It is indeed extreme. Extremely humane!"

Scruggs wondered, "How can you call this kind of thing `humane'? You're treating him like a dog."

"If you are interested in learning why it's humane, please join me in my study, and I'll be happy to show you." Humilard exited, but no one followed him into his study.

Pete went up to Juan and put a hand on his shoulder, "Listen buddy. You just hang in there!"

Everyone caught on to the bad choice of words almost immediately, and several of the guys had to stifle their snickering. Pete regained himself, "We're going to go back out and cook up the best barbecue for you. The best ever!"

Soren went up to Juan and patted him on the back, "Rathbone is a fuckin pisshead, dude! You deserve better."

Juan let out, "Thanks guys", as tears of humiliation rolled down his cheeks.

The meal preparation went smoothly, although Scruggs and Andre let it be known that they felt that Juan really was being something of a klutz for not being more careful with the big platter he was carrying. Danny sort of agreed, "Yeah, I was really surprised. Juan wasn't looking where he was going and he just ran into me. I was actually kind of pissed at him. He hurt my arm. It was totally his fault!"

The half hour went by quickly as the friends enjoyed themselves preparing the meal. When Juan rejoined them on the patio he was rubbing his neck. Jamie went up to him and took over the rubbing, "Come on dude, let me help you!"

Juan let Jamie massage his neck, and he was moved. As everyone watched, Juan thanked everyone for preparing the meal, and for being so supportive.

Everyone sat down at the two picnic tables that were joined together, and proceeded to enjoy the meal. Buck asked Mr. Rathbone if he wanted to join them, but he politely declined. He did, however, come out on the patio on regular occasions throughout the meal and ask if he could help with anything.

As the meal progressed, the jovial atmosphere once more returned. Everyone was chatting just like old times. At one point Mr. Rathbone came out to the patio with two fresh pitchers of water. Several of Juan's friends thanked him, and as he was about to make his way back into his house, he commented to Juan, "Juan, sit up there, nice and straight. Don't be a slouch in front of your friends. Show them some respect!" Juan bit his tongue as Mr. Rathbone started to make his way back indoors. Just before entering the house Humilard paused, and added, "And straighten your tie!" Perhaps because Juan felt Humilard's chiding was an unnecessary humiliation that had suddenly caused another awkward moment, he could not control his fury, "Shit man! Can't you ever leave me alone for just two seconds? Is that asking too fuckin much?"

Mr. Rathbone remained at the patio door, and without looking back, calmly ordered, "Get into the exercise room, remove all of your clothes, and take a seat in the punishment chair. If you're not in the chair and ready in two minutes, you're punishment will be doubled!"

As angry and frustrated as Juan was, he knew what a double punishment entailed, so he rose from the picnic table without making eye contact with any of his friends, and rushed into the house. He moved so quickly that he managed to make his way into the house even before Mr. Rathbone.

Scruggs said, to no one in particular, "Man, this is getting kind of tiresome!"

Mr. Rathbone heard the comment, "Well, you have Juan to thank for that." He thought a bit, then continued, "I know this is all new to you, and perhaps seems inordinate. You are welcome to observe, as I think that could have a salutary effect on Juan."

Mr. Rathbone made his way into the house. Juan's friends all looked at each other, and Jamie said, "Well, if our presence is going to help Juan, then I think we should go in." The curious group of friends made their way into the house and quickly located the exercise room. The exercise room had a thick door with a very large and thick glass window. Through the glass, they saw Humilard and Corrine in the exercise room with Juan, who was already naked and about to take a seat in a strange looking chair. It was a padded metallic chair with side arms, outfitted with straps and D rings, and had several knobs for making various adjustments. As soon as Juan sat down he saw his friends open the door and start entering the room. Juan quickly covered his genitals with both hands. The first things that his friends noticed was that Juan had thick gauge rings through both nipples, just like the rings in his ears and nose, and his wide mesh collar that looked like something one would put on a dangerous wild beast. Juan was starting to look a bit more like a ringed and collared creature to his friends.

Humilard came forward and strapped Juan's legs to the legs of the chair. He then took a light caliper chain, attached it to Juan's nose ring, had Juan bend his head all the way back, and attached the chain from his nose ring to a ring bolted to the wall in back of the chair. Thus chained, Juan had to keep his head bent way back. Humilard then attached chains to both nipple rings and secured them to the side arms of the chair. The chains to his nose and nipples were taut, so Juan could not move without the rings pulling his flesh. Humilard then pulled Juan's hands to each arm of the chair and strapped them down. Juan, looking up at the ceiling, closed his eye as his shaved genitals came into view of all of his friends.

His friends, on seeing him naked, completely forget their self-righteousness, finding themselves totally absorbed with Juan's naked appearance. Humilard spoke to his friends, "Now you can see his full set of training rings." Juan, totally nude, shaved, ringed, and collared, looked like some kind of tethered and ringed wild animal. Many of the guys had not actually ever seen a real Prince Albert piercing, and were amazed at how the very thick gauge ring went through the head of his dick and through the piss slit. It looked very painful, but also it looked like something you would put on some wild beast in order to help tame it. Humilard then attached a nine-inch chain to Juan's penis ring, and secured it to a ring in the seat of the chair, which was right near where the tip of Juan's penis hung. Juan's friends wondered in silence why there was so much slack allowed for his penis chain, and none for his nipple and nose chains.

As Mr. Rathbone went to a cupboard in the exercise room, Buck then explained their presence to Juan. "Mr. Rathbone asked us to come and watch, as he said our support would make your punishment easier to bear."

Humilard overheard the comment and explained, "That's not the way I meant that your presence would have a salutary effect. What I meant was that your presence would add to Juan's humiliation, and that, in the long run, will help Juan accept the necessity of his total obedience. We all want Juan to be compliant and obedient."

Humilard gathered some protective goggles and another aerosol can from the cupboard and approached Juan. He put the goggles on Juan, shook the can, took off the cap, aimed the spray at Juan's face, pushed the nozzle, and sprayed Juan's face for two seconds. He then aimed the can right at the tip of Juan's dick, and gave it a good three-second spray.

Everything happened at once; Juan let out a series of high pitch wails over and over, his dick sprang straight up to rock hard attention and took up all the slack of the chain, and his friends realized that Humilard had just used pepper spray on Juan.

Humilard turned on a stopwatch that was on a counter next to the punishment chair, and instructed the group, "Okay, let's all step back a little. I don't want you whiffing the fumes."

Juan started twisting and Humilard advised him, "Just take it like a man, Juan. Remember to hold yourself still and release any discomfort vocally, if you have to. But you don't want to buck and twist, or else you'll tear your rings out! It'll be over in five minutes, and then you can hop into the shower!"

Through the crying Juan shouted, "Fuck man!" Humilard warned, "Keep that kind of language up and you'll be in the chair for ten minutes instead of five!" Juan immediately shut up, and Humilard smile slightly and nodded at Juan's friends to observe the bucking Juan.

"The reason my threats work is because Juan knows that I make good on every single one of my threats. I never issue an idle threat. And it's a good thing, because look how my threat helped Juan to calm himself down!"

Andre was disgusted, "Man, that is fucking disgusting what you just did to Juan!"

As Humilard responded to Andre's comment, he made a gesture for everyone to leave the room, "I would like all of you to join me in my study so that I may show you something. But in any case, I think we all should leave this room both because of the fumes, and because it isn't a pleasant thing watching a slave writhing about as he gets a lesson driven home."

When everyone was out of the exercise room, Humilard closed the door behind him and turned to Corrine.

"Would you please watch Juan through the window, and release him the moment the stopwatch signals." Corrine indicated she would, and turned to watch Juan through the glass. All of Juan's friends also turned and watched Juan through the glass as well.

Soren, watching fascinated, said, "Poor Juan."

Pete, also fascinated, "I wish I could do something to help him."

Humilard, watching Juan's friends, commented, "He is being helped, right now, so there's nothing to be concerned about, this punishment is helping Juan. Juan is a slave now, and this is how little slave boys learn their lessons. It's an old story with many happy success stories. Juan will be a better slave after this little five-minute episode. Juan is a slave now and this is how slaves learn their lessons. What you see happening here to little Juan now is happening to new slaves all around this country."

Humilard knew that the boys' newly found fascination with Juan's punishment would be a good time to talk to them, so he again urged all of them to follow him into his study. Buck said he was interested in what Humilard had to say, but that he was concerned for Juan, and just wanted to watch the punishment to make sure that Juan was okay. Juan's other friends voiced the same concern. Humilard told the boys that that was very good of them, pointed out his study, and as he left for his study he told the boys he would be seeing them in just a few minutes.

Juan's friends watched Juan in silence through the glass. Juan's writhing consisted of moving his shoulders up and down, scrunching his face, scissoring his knees in a back and forth motion, and thrusting his hips and his very upright erection in an up and down motion in the mere two-inch or so space that his cock chain allowed.

Danny murmured, "Man, look at him sweating! He's soaked!"

Jamie spoke in a hushed voice as well, "He looks like an oiled pig or something."

Scruggs stretched his neck to get a good view over the heads of his friends, "Fuck. Why did he go cussin' at Rathbone that way? Doesn't he have any sense? He almost sort of deserves what he's getting for being so stupid."

Soren swallowed, "Man, his dick looks like it's going to explode!"

Buck whispered, almost to himself, "That shit that Rathbone sprayed on him must sting like hell!"

Corrine explained, "The pepper spray my dad used on him isn't the kind the police use. It stings even worse, but it rinses off immediately with water. As soon as I release Juan he'll zip into the shower."

Pete was sweating so much that he had to break away from the cluster of his buddies.

Andre smiled, "What's wrong Pete? Can't take any more?"

When the stopwatch hit five minutes, Corrine made haste to enter the room and release Juan for his shower, as Juan's friends made their way to Humilard's study.

When Juan's friends entered the study, Humilard indicated for them to gather around his desk. Danny spoke first, "Mr. Rathbone, it seems like Juan is getting punished all the time for small things. Isn't that kind of extreme?"

Humilard brought up a website as he spoke, "Not at all! Juan is a servant in training. Several punishments a day are the norm for newly indentured boys. Being aware of that fact is why I, and thousands of other enlightened folks, subscribe to the principles of humane discipline."

Scruggs wondered, "So it isn't uncommon that this is the third punishment Juan is getting within our two hours of being here?"

"Absolutely right! Punishments can be frequent, and that is why humane punishment methods are so important. Young guys like Juan, guys your age, don't naturally want to do what they're told. But the indentured have no choice. They have to do what they're told. So being young and indentured means most likely that one will have to go through quite a few punishments before being able to fully grasp the requirements of one's new status. That's why I have Juan all kitted out with those heavy gauge training rings; so that his inevitable punishments will be humane ones."

Soren asked, "What's humane about spraying someone with dangerous chemicals?"

Humilard was serious in his reply, "I would never do anything to harm Juan. All chemicals used in humane discipline are absolutely safe. Little Juan was tested to make certain that he was not allergic to any of them. Other than possible allergic reactions, all substances used on Juan for discipline are thoroughly tested and proven slave-safe."

Humilard made space and told everyone to gather around his computer screen. He brought up a website titled Humane Alternatives to Slave Control'. He went to a section titled Gallery', and hundreds of thumbnails of slaves undergoing humane discipline showed up. Humilard spoke, "I assure that I and the thousands of other folks who support this website do not do so because we have some prurient interest in watching young men suffer. The purpose of this website is exactly the opposite; it is a gathering site for those who really do care about slave welfare. Folks like myself who are totally against the needless infliction of pain that could result in bodily injury."

Humilard went to another gallery of the website, "Here, let me show you what the alternatives are, and why I support humane discipline methods."

When Humilard showed the boys online photos of what the results can be on the human body of standard slave discipline methods, they all fell silent and listened to him explain why he was on a mission to make humane punishments the only legal forms of punishments for slaves. The photos of beaten, scarred, bruised, bloodied, and broken, bodies horrified all of Juan's friends.

After a lengthy conversation with Humilard, Juan's friends no longer saw Humilard as some mean spirited weirdo, but an enlightened and compassionate slave owner who had Juan's best interests at heart.

Humilard concluded the boys education on slave punishment by saying, "So after all those bloodied and beaten backs you've just seen, it's important to realize two things; not only is the discomfort from the pepper spray treatment completely and immediately rinsed away with water, but it is also proven to be even more effective than the whip in turning boys like Juan into obeyers and behaviors."

"If you really cared about Juan, when you see him now you would support him by telling him how well he took his punishment, and how you feel it will help make him into an obedient slave who you can all be proud to know."

Juan's friends spent almost half an hour with Humilard in his study, and Juan wondered what they were talking about. Juan's friends eventually rejoined him as he was clearing off the picnic table. The guys seemed somewhat cool towards Juan, and Juan noticed that they seemed more interested in chatting with Corrine now than with him.

Juan thought at first that he was imagining that his friends were treating him differently, but when he tried to engage Jamie and Scruggs in a conversation, they both seemed condescending. Juan evaluated the situation, and decided that he was not going to let his friends new attitude upset him, an attitude he was told he could expect from some of the slaves he met during training, so he ignored his friends and continued cleaning up the mess from the barbecue.

When he was finished, and was about to go to his room, Danny asked where he was going. Juan answered, "I just need to be alone. It seems everyone is more interested in visiting with Corrine than with me right now."

Danny wondered, "So you're just going to leave us?"

Juan hoped to make his friends feel sorry for him, so he answered, "Well, you seem to be avoiding me or looking down on me or something, so I..."

"Hold on there", said Scruggs. "Who's avoiding who? You're the guy who is responsible for interrupting our visit three times by doing stuff that Mr. Rathbone had to put a stop to."

Pete agreed, "Yeah, I mean it seems like you were the one being rude to us. One would think you could at least, like, be on good behavior or something when you have friends visiting."

Andre supported his friends, "I totally agree with Pete, dude! Juan, you're the one responsible for turning this visit into a bummer."

Juan could take no more, "Well fuck it then. You can visit with Corrine, because I'm outta here!"

As Juan made his way upstairs to his room, Corrine hurried into the house calling, "Dad!"

Moments later Humilard appeared on the deck and spoke with Juan's friends, asking for their support. When he realized that they were eager to give their support, he gave them some instructions and then sent Corrine to fetch Juan and bring him into the living room.

When Juan arrived in the living room he saw all of his friends and Mr. Rathbone gathered together around the couch. Mr. Rathbone ordered Juan to remove all of his clothing. Juan asked, "What for Mr. Rathbone? I didn't do anything wrong?"

"You left your guests, telling them that they seemed more interested in visiting with Corrine than with you. I consider such rude behavior to be very immature, and I intend to do whatever I can do to help get you on the fast track toward maturity."

Pete added, "And also, Mr. Rathbone, don't forget that Juan used a swear word."

"I haven't forgotten that either, Pete. I'm not paying $90,000 a year to the state for Juan's services as a gentleman housekeeper to have him talking and acting like some punk rocker."

As Juan, dejected, removed his clothes, he wondered why the punishment was taking place in the living room, as there were no tethering bolts or punishment chairs in the living room.

Juan's friends watched him take off his fancy slave dress clothes with smiles, anticipating the chance to help out their friend.

Soren encouraged the slave, "That's the way, buddy. Just do as you're told and everything will be all right."

To Juan, the comment was very weird coming from a friend. On one hand it sounded sincere, but on the other it seemed like Soren was suddenly trying to act like an overseer.

Humilard instructed the naked Juan, who kept his slave sex organs covered with his hands, to take a seat in the middle of the couch. Humilard exited the room to get the items needed for punishment.

Juan was worried, and asked with a voice that sounded like it would break into tears any moment, "What's going on? What are you all doing?"

Scruggs answered, "We've only been here a couple of hours, pal, and already this is the fourth time you've needed to be punished. Obviously you need some direction, dude. Mr. Rathbone said it would be a good thing if we could help out, since we're your friends."

Buck scratched his neck, "Mr. Rathbone explained to us how guys like you need to be housebroken for your own good."

Andre explained, "That's right, Juan. Mr. Rathbone has your best interests at heart. He showed us, amigo, what kinds of things are done to servants and slaves under standard punishments. Mr. Rathbone totally cares about your safety and wellbeing. He's just trying to get you to be an ace behaver that he can be proud of."

Pete sat on the couch right next to Juan, so close that his trousered leg was up against Juan's bare leg.

"Mr. Rathbone told us that you despise your training rings. He wants us to help you to start thinking of your training rings as your friends. So that's what we're going to do; we're all going to hold you down while Mr. Rathbone punishes you. We're going to be acting as your training rings, holding you in place so you take your punishment like a slave should. That way you can begin to think of your training rings in the same way you think of us; as your friends who are there to help you."

Mr. Rathbone entered the room, set a bottle of 99% isopropyl alcohol on the coffee table, took out a syringe of the sort one uses to administer liquid medicines orally to animals, and filled the syringe. When Juan, seeing the supplies, started protesting, Mr. Rathbone addressed his friends, "As you can see, Juan knows what's coming. This will not be his first `dick rinsing'."

Pete wondered, "What's a `dick rinsing', Mr. Rathbone?" "I'm going to shoot a solution of almost 100% pure alcohol up Juan's penis. It's going to burn like hell, but it has absolutely heavenly results on Juan's behavior."

As Juan started moaning, pleading, and fidgeting, his friends moved into positions around the couch. Pete moved his body closer to Juan, as Andre took a seat on the opposite side of Juan, and moved up close to him. Pete and Andre each grabbed one of Juan's arms with both hands. Danny and Buck both moved behind the couch, and Danny gently grasped Juan's head in his hands, while Buck took hold of Juan's shoulders. Jamie and Scruggs sat on the floor beneath Juan and each grabbed one of Juan's bare legs with both arms. Soren scooted down on the floor between Jamie and Scruggs, who pulled Juan's legs apart to make room for Soren. Soren gathered Juan's balls into one his hands.

Humilard approached with the syringe and spoke, "Okay Juan, we're going to try and rinse that, `I'm going do whatever I please', attitude out of you!" He then addressed Juan's friends, "Okay everyone, get a tight hold on Juan. Remember, once I shoot him up' he's going to be trying to buck like crazy; when he does that hold him secure with one hand, and with the other hand start pinching him as tightly as you can. Then, if he relaxes his bucking, you can then stop pinching him."

"And don't have any qualms about pinching Juan as hard as you can. Remember, what we are doing here is not only humane, it is positively beneficial."

Humilard lubed the tip of the syringe with KY jelly, Reached over the boys on the floor, grabbed Juan's penis with one hand, and with the thumb and index finger squeezed Juan's dick tip to open up the piss hole, which presently was blocked by his Prince Albert training ring. "The penis ring makes it somewhat difficult to insert the syringe properly, but I've had enough practice on Juan that it's no longer a problem."

As soon as Humilard managed to get the tip of the syringe into Juan's piss slit, next to his thick gauge Prince Albert ring, he injected the contents of the syringe with one quick and forceful push of the syringe plunger. Immediately Juan started screaming and trying to break free. Humilard instructed the boys, "Hold him down firmly. He's going to be trying very hard to break free with his arms so he can grab his penis and massage the alcohol out of his dick. But what we want to do is hold him down until the alcohol is completely absorbed or evaporates, which is usually about five minutes."

Juan's dick erected from the alcohol and was bobbing around quite wickedly as Juan struggled to break free. The free boys held Juan tightly, and they all did an admirable job of ignoring Juan's crying and pleas to let him go. The free boys were also trying to impress Mr. Rathbone with the seriousness of their intentions to help Juan become a better slave.

Pete offered Juan some verbal support, "We're just trying to help you, buddy."

The free boys, gathered tightly around naked Juan, holding him down as he bucked and yelped, could feel the warmth emanating from his lithe Latino body.

The warmth the boys felt for their indentured friend was nurtured by the very physical warmth of Juan, and there was a desire to comfort him. Soren almost whispered, "You have to learn some self-control, Juan."

Jamie noticed that Juan was blushing from the exertion and the pain, and tried to soothe him, "Hey pal, there's nothing to be ashamed of. You're in training now and guys like you in training slip up, and then you have to pay the consequences. Just take your punishment like a man, but there's no reason to be ashamed of yourself. All these training rings on your body should prove to you that slipups are to be expected. That's why Mr. Rathbone had them put on you; to help you. And that's what we're trying to do, amigo, is help you."

Buck was generating almost as much heat as Juan was, "Dude pal, if we're not ashamed of you, then you shouldn't be ashamed of yourself."

Soren also tried to lend support, "You need to be proud of yourself, good buddy. You're a real slave now, so you should be looking up and stepping proudly. You've got your collar and training rings on, your head is all shaved and polished; you're the real thing now, man."

As the effects of the alcohol began to wear off, Juan gradually stopped his struggling to break free.

Scruggs, holding Juan tightly, added, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about at all, bro. There are thousands of guys right here in Minneapolis going through what you are going through right now. In fact, rather than be embarrassed about yourself, you should be proud of yourself; because I know what we're doing to you right now is going to help you become a better server boy."

Mr. Rathbone agreed, "You sure are right about that Scruggs. The training manual I have says that males naturally think of their penises as pleasure centers. But it's important to let the indentured know that their masters have the authority to turn what is usually a pleasure center into a pain center if they are not going to behave."

Buck tightened his grip on Juan's shoulders almost lovingly, "So because you've been a bad buckaroo, Mr. Rathbone had to go and turn your pleasure peter into a pain peter. But it's probably a good thing for you Catholic boys. Since you feel deep down inside of you that your wiener is naughty, it's only right that it should hurt once in awhile."

Juan was tired of all of his friends, "I ain't a Catholic, you goddamn racist fuckers!"

His friends tightened their grips on Juan. Jamie spoke first, "Man, I say he deserves another shot of alcohol up the pee hole."

Mr. Rathbone said, "I agree. It has to be done. I think it might be more effective if one of you does it. Buck, since it was you Juan just spoke abusively to, would you be willing to give Juan his rinsing?"

"I sure would, Mr. Rathbone." Buck came from behind the couch and took the syringe from the coffee table. He filled it from the bottle of alcohol. Mr. Rathbone complimented him, "You're doing this like an old pro."

Buck smiled, "Thanks Mr. Rathbone, but I watched everything you did very carefully."

Andre rubbed Juan on the chest, "It's time to give our little sidekick here another dose of discipline!"

Buck smiled too, "Man, I'm stoked, dudes! This feels really good being a part of something important like this!"

Pete was also enthused, "I'm charged, too man. Big time! I just want to do anything I can to help out my old buddy Juan!"

Buck reached over the free boys on the floor and grabbed hold of Juan's prick, "It's time for another round!"

Danny offered support to his free pals, "If it's gotta be done, it's gotta be done!" He then addressed Juan, "You gotta learn to watch your language dude!"

Humilard offered instruction to Buck, "Now you want to jack his dick a bit. The bigger it is, the more punishment surface area there is." Buck smiled broadly as he jacked Juan's dick. Juan's dick got nice and hard in no time, and all of Juan's friends laughed as Juan got jacked in front of everyone. Humilard continued, "Next, grasp his penis firmly and pinch the knob to open up his piss slit. You want and try to get his pee hole to open up as far as it will go." Juan winced in pain. Buck licked his lips and placed the tip of the syringe into Juan's pee hole.

Humilard approved of Bucks efforts, "Now remember, when you're ready to rinse him be sure to push the plunger all the way in at once and with great force. If you don't get it all of it in at once, the sphincter will tighten up and you won't be able to get any more alcohol up there."

Buck tensed up a bit before the big moment, so Jamie, on the floor holding one of Juan's legs, patted Buck on the leg, "You'll be okay, best buddy!"

Andre also offered encouragement, "Okay Buck, fill her up!"

Buck nodded and swallowed, and addressed Juan, "Okay, are you ready Juanito? Here's a little nourishment for your nighttime commander!" He pushed the syringe plunger with force and focus. As Juan started screaming and squirming, Danny shouted out, "Good shot, Buck!"

"Way to go, dude!", high-fived Scruggs.

Humilard smiled, "Just like a pro!"

Juan was openly crying, trying to free himself from the strong grasp of his friends. Humilard was pleased, "Do you hear that crying, gentlemen? That's the sound we want to hear. It's a classic. It's the sound of slave who is finally getting a lesson in good behavior driven home!"

Andre gave Juan a good squeeze, "Just cry it out, Juan. I think you're beginning to realize now that you can't keep on swearing and acting like a punk anymore."

Soren offered his comfort, "It's really a special moment for me, Juan, to be here helping you out like this."

Jamie joined in, "Don't be ashamed, little buckaroo, that you're bawling like a baby in front of all of your friends. We understand, dude, that this is all part of the process of your becoming what the state has ordered you to become."

Pete, sitting next to Juan, placed his hand on Juan's chest, "Calm down there, buddy. Show us that you can take it like a man."

Danny was next, "Take it easy there, bro, and know that we're here for you. If the worse that ever happens to you is that from time to time you have to get a dose of wisdom delivered down your pee chute, then you'll be doing all right!"

Scruggs was getting emotional as he rubbed Juan's inner thigh, "Holding you down, bro, as you get the naughtiness rinsed out of you is really special for me. I feel a lot closer to you than I ever did before, and I really care about you."

Buck felt the same way, "Shooting you up the way I did just now was like totally awesome, dude. It made me feel like I'm your dad or something; someone really important in your life who can help you become a better person!"

The free boys all felt very proud of the special part they played in helping out their little brown friend. And as the sting of the alcohol subsided and Juan's struggling died down, the free boys kept holding on tightly to Juan, wanting to do all that they could do to help keep him under control. And all of the guys were, by this time, lovingly rubbing or patting Juan on some part of his body.

When Humilard was sure that the alcohol was causing Juan no more pain, he told his friends that they could release him, "I want to thank all of you boys for so admirably helping out with Juan's wiener rinsing."

He continued addressing the free boys, "I'm going to have Corrine diaper and pacify Juan now. So with a nippled pacifier in his mouth he won't be able to speak with you anymore today. Since Juan's behavior was pretty babyish today, I think he needs to spend the rest of the day in diapers! He won't be able to visit with you anymore today, but that is entirely his fault. But your presence here, I can tell you, has had a very real and positive impact on Juan."

Juan, who was feeling certain that today marked the end of his relationship with his friends, was surprised when Danny suddenly asked Humilard, "Could we come again next weekend?"

Humilard was surprised as well, "Actually, that will be a rather busy time for Juan. Juan is going to be preparing the house and yard for the arrival of several guests on Monday, so he wouldn't be able to visit or even chat with you very much."

"That's okay, Mr. Rathbone. We won't bother him. We just like being around our old friend."

"But that could be distracting to Juan at what is going to be a very busy weekend for him."

Jamie joined in, "We won't bother him, Mr. Rathbone, honest."

Pete added, "In fact, we could kind of help you watch him. You know, like just be there, maybe chat a bit, but help Juan to keep focused."

Mr. Rathbone scrunched his face, then nodded his head several times, "Why, that's an excellent idea. I think that could actually make the weekend less stressful for me, having you there to monitor Juan and helping to make sure that the exceptionally heavy workload scheduled for that time gets accomplished. Thank you boys!"

As the boys took their leave, they said their farewells to Mr. Rathbone, then went, one by one, up to Juan, who was standing ; still totally bare except for his collar and training rings, with one hand covering his privates.

"It was great seeing you, Juan."

"Great seeing you buddy. Hey, you can stop trying to hide yourself. I think we've all had a good look at everything you've got."

"Hang in there, dude! I feel now like you're my little brother or something."

"Same here, bro. I feel responsible for you. Looking forward to spending more time with you next weekend!"

"I love you, pal. Remember to do what Mr. Rathbone tells you!"

"Man, this was a totally special day for me! I hope next weekend isn't quite as painful for you as today was!"

"Take care, guy! I feel totally bonded with you and when I see you next week, I want to see you standing tall and looking proud with a big smile on your face at all times!"

The End

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