By Mister-X / Spartan

Thursday night at home and Friday at the office were a repeat of the previous sessions.  But this time after everyone had left and Mr. Johnson had released Tim from the chains and pole, he started to have a little chat with Tim.  He asked Tim how he was enjoying his new life.  Tim was pleased to have this little one-on-one, and told Mr. Johnson that he was enjoying it, though it was difficult being in that tight hard shirt with tie which would be choking him some for half his day, followed by the rubber suit with its enormous gag which hurt his jaw muscles for the other half.

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By Mister-X / Spartan

Tim had noticed the previous evening that Mr. Johnson would take one guy at a time, start him off with his hands strung up over his head, and start beating him before putting him into bondage.  While this was happening, the other guys were required to stay at ramrod straight attention.  After their beatings, unlike that first evening, Mr. Johnson would remove the gag from the other guys, and they would tell Mr. Johnson what bondage they wanted to be placed in.  He would oblige them after re-inserting their gags.

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By Mister-X / Spartan

Tim was tied up in his back yard.  They had been playing cowboys and Indians.  As usual, Tim was the Indian, and he was captured and had his hands tied behind him, as well as his ankles tied.  But this time, he also had a noose pulled up tightly around his neck, and was standing on a piece of firewood set upright, sweating and nervous.  The cowboys were going to be ‘hanging this injun varmit who had been harassing the settlers’.

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By Mister-X / Spartan

“Larry, I know how much you enjoy my old-fashioned stocks. I need to demonstrate how they work to Tim.”

The one named Larry started at hearing this.  He obviously didn’t look forward to it.  As Mr. Johnson was unhooking his collar from the others, Larry was trying to talk through his gag, but no intelligible words came out.  Mr. Johnson said, “It’s no good pleading with me.  Take it like a man.”

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By Mister-X / Spartan

“Order number 21 is ready.”

“I’ll take it” said Ted.

He picked up the burger and shake and walked out into the dining area, looking for the little metal stand with the number 21 on top.  Walking around a bit, he finally saw it.

As he approached the table, Ted said, “Whoa.  Reggie.  I didn’t recognize you in those clothes.  Been to a funeral?”

“Close.  I got a summer job at the funeral home.”

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