Cool dirt greeted Tyler’s feet mostly devoid of rocks and sticks, a clearing of some sort. The rattling of the chain and padlock woke him up and he scrambled to kneel before Jas…Sir Pete. Omega shrank back to his wall and felt his way to the corner. Omega went to his bed. Jason left but it seemed he returned quicker than the last time and had not put the hood back on. Tyler was glad that it had stayed away from his face. Come here!”
“Yes Sir Pete?”
Omega took his chain to the end so he could get closer to Sir Pete. “Look man, what do you think I did? “Dry off.”
Omega silently stood and started to dry off when Jason came in front of him and grabbed his penis. He wanted to say something, to talk himself out of this. The headphones came off and he heard a masculine, almost soft from above. Do you understand?”
Omega looked at Jason. “Good, this will not hurt, but it will humiliate you and embarrass you until it becomes second Nature. “Piss!” Omega was startled and coughed a bit, making what was in his mouth spew.
