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How Dad found out
The summer of my Senior year in High School my Dad had me work for his company. I was assigned to the mail room. Dad called Jake a guy a few years older than I into his office.
"Listen Jake I want my boy to learn about this firm from the bottom.
He is to be treated like just any other boy here. Do not treat him any
different than any of the other three boys there. I have told my boy
he will do as you say. If he is a problem or doesn't follow orders fire him.
My boy knows if he is fired by you there will be no college for him. Do not
pamper my son. No one will know he is my boy, so if he gets out of hand
treat him like any of the other boys in your office."
I freaked as I heard her tell him that. Jake was a year or two older than me.
In high school he had been a bully and I hated the thought he might have any
control over me.
"Not to worry Sir, I'll take good care of him. Teach him to be a man a Dad
can be proud of Sir!"
As he spoke he placed his hand on my shoulder
" I take away a boy but promise he will come back a man. A son you can
be proud of.Won't you lad?"
One evening three months later Dad who never came down to the mail room,
walked in Jakes dim office and discovered me kneeling naked in the corner of the room. Nose to the wall, hands cuffed behind my back, and my smooth firm ** bearing the fresh marks that the thick leather belt which Jake held in his hand had left.
"Evening Sir" as Jake spoke I turned to see my Dad standing in a sort of shocked state, staring at me. I struggled to get up when Jake grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back to my knees.
"Stay where you need to be!" Jake ordered as he held me in place.
"Evening Sir, you ready?"
I watched in shock as my Dad nodded yes and then quickly removed his
clothing and stood next to me as Jake pushed his naked form to kneel beside
me. Jake then cuffed Dad and moments later I watched as my Dad spoke softly
"Sir Jake I beg to show us both who is in charge. Dad had barely finished speaking when I heard my Dad moan as Jakes thick belt marked fed my Dad the first of many bruises he would i time give us both. Jake then demanded we hold the other mans ** as Sir took turns marking his property.
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