FAMILY DISCIPLINE

by webb025@hotmail.com

Disclaimer: This is a work of erotic fiction. If you are under the

legal age to read this, or are offended by the idea of male-male

sex or mind control, DO NOT read further.

Chad gradually shook himself awake. His 6'3" frame was suspended by

leather straps to the wall of his basement, with his feet barely

touching the ground. On the opposite wall he saw the shrine to

Master Lennie, with its larger-than-life photo of the 15-year-old

master in a loincloth, arms crossed, trying to look mean but not

really succeeding. Chad stared helplessly across at the nearly

four-inch bulge under the loincloth in the photo, and despite the

discomfort of his position, his own cock, untouched, began stirring

despite itself.

Beside him, he heard the stern voice of his father. "I think you

know why you're here, young man. You allowed yourself to be

impurified by the cum of someone other than Master Lennie."

It was true. Chad felt horribly ashamed. But he couldn't help it!

He had been force-fucked! He had been RAPED! Still, he felt the

intense shame of it, and hung his head. To his embarrassment, he

saw that his mother was also present.

His father continued. "You and your brother had it easy. Master

Lennie was kind enough to work on you and your brother, slowly

breaking you down from the nasty, dominant alpha males you were

a couple of months ago, when you two used to push people around

at school, and changing you into the decent weak, submissive

pussyboys you are today. As your wills were broken, you had time

to learn how inferior you are to every other male, and female, at

the school. Master Lennie had the two of you quit the football

team, where you wouldn't have been comfortable anyway in your new

situation, and switch over to full-time weight lifting and

bodybuilding. Look at the incredible builds you and your brother

now have compared to your football days -- you're over 220 pounds

of sculpted muscle, not bad for 15, and Corey is almost at 260,

pretty good for 17. Not many at your school have builds like the

two of you.

"And you're the one who broke the purity law, even though you have

some big advantages over your older brother. After all, you're

naturally smooth and hairless almost everywhere, while Corey has to

check himself every day for stray chest or pubic hairs and shave

them off. And Master Lennie made you a foot worship and toilet

cleaning specialist, which were both easy to learn, while Corey had

to undergo weeks of cocksucking and rimming training. Finally, you

know how proud Master Lennie is of your cock. Corey and I are only

around eight inches, only fair for our heights, but your fat one is

nine and a half inches and still growing. That's quite a gift for the

Master, to control a cock like yours. You should be grateful you have

such a valuable thing to offer him.

"Meanwhile, your brother gets up at 5 every morning, and after his

two hours in our basement gym, he comes over to the shrine for a

half hour of devotional prayers. And he repeats the same thing every

evening. That's what keeps him strong and able to keep his vows of

purity. I know you've slacked off on your prayers lately, and it's

a good day when you spend even two hours in the gym all day. That's

why you were susceptible to violating your purity requirements

yesterday, and that's why you're up there today. We're going to have

to put you through a whole attitude readjustment and reprogramming to

get you back on the right track." Chad's father subconsciously stroked

the vial he held of the will-breaking personality reprogramming drug

that had been provided by Master Lennie.

Chad was frantic. "But Dad, I couldn't help it. Gary forced me to do

it!" Gary was the twin brother of Gina, Chad's girlfriend back in his

alpha-male days. Gina always used to let Chad have his way with her,

whenever he wanted, and no one said anything. Gary and Gina both had

long, straight blond hair and pale skin, were about the same height

at 5'4", and had similar submissive personalities. Gary had been

afraid of Chad, and would hide whenever he heard Chad's car approach

their house. Gary and Gina's parents never said anything cross to Chad,

even when it was clear he was pushing her into doing things she didn't

want to do. The whole family seemed to have less combined will than

Chad alone.

Once, Chad had caught Gary staring at him in the living room while he

waited for Gina to come down for a date. He had reached over one long

arm, grabbed Gary by his shirt, lifted him off the ground, and told

him he didn't want to be stared at by a fag like him. Looking at Chad

and Gary, it was hard to believe they were about the same age. Chad

was almost a foot taller than Gary, and was about twice Gary's weight.

When Chad let Gary's shirt go and he dropped to the floor, a very

frightened Gary ran upstairs to his room and shut the door. In fact,

Gary HAD been staring at Chad; Gary was gay, and often wished Chad

would fuck him. But Gary knew Chad was straight -- his loud sessions

in Gina's room proved that. Gary knew there was no way Chad could ever

be interested in him.

Over the next month, as Chad and Corey unwittingly went through their

transformation, they learned that their bodies and minds were property

of Master Lennie, and they must work to improve their bodies while

surrendering their minds and wills totally to Lennie. As the days went

by, they felt their masculine powers draining away, their cockiness and

confidence fading, and as this happened, it all seemed to be entering

Lennie. The previous month, Chad had ridiculed Lennie, calling him

"gayboy" and brushing him off, but now Chad was far too afraid of the

newly powerful Lennie to even talk to him directly. Finally, under

Lennie's direction, Corey had captured their parents, and made them the

adult leaders of the family worship group. The whole family spent all

their time at home completely naked, and when their father built the

basement shrine to Master Lennie, they would spend quality time

together there instead of in front of the TV.

There was another effect for Chad, though. During his transformation

to pussyboy, he naturally began to lose interest in Gina, and stopped

going over to her house. But as his self-confidence faded, he also

noticed her gay twin Gary getting bolder and bolder watching him at

school. And Chad felt less and less able to challenge him on it. Gary

seemed to be more confident, even cocky, in everything he did. At one

point Gary even tripped Chad in the hall, seemingly intentionally, and

just walked on without apologizing. Chad was going to go after him,

but decided he didn't want to make any trouble. This was totally unlike

the Chad of just a few weeks ago. It was as if whatever remained of his

alpha-maleness, after Lennie's claims on it, was being drained out of

him, and flowing into Gary.

Finally, one afternoon after the last class, Gary had grabbed the front

of Chad's shirt, pushed him against his own locker, and growled at Chad

to follow him to the woods behind the school. Meekly, Chad obeyed. Once

there, Gary told Chad how selfish he had been not to offer himself to

Gary for fucking all this time, and that Chad was now going to make it

up to him. Gary ordered Chad to strip and get on his hands and knees

doggy style --

Chad's father interrupted his thoughts. "Master Lennie is very

disappointed in you. How can this be Gary's fault? You must have wanted

him to do it. You weigh twice what he does!"

"Yeah, dad, but he's REALLY strong-willed, I couldn't disobey him. And

he's a lot stronger than he looks."

"What! He looks like a girl! A not very strong girl at that. I mean,

when you glance at him you can't always tell him from his twin sister.

He's just a little blond fluff, like a dress-up doll, not a real man.

How could he order you around?"

"I... I just naturally had to do what he wanted. I can't explain it,

he has this, um, aura of ... like, complete command..."

"Look, none of that is an excuse for violating one of Master Lennie's

main rules. You have to know right from wrong. It isn't always easy. For

example, your mother and I are still straight, still in love with each

other. When Master Lennie made us host the freshman soccer team party,

and he had each member of the team fuck your mother, it was the first

time with a real woman for most of them. I had to give them advice on

how to do it properly, and lick their balls while they were doing it.

I found it disgusting, but thanks to Master Lennie's training, I know

right from wrong, and I had to do the right thing.

"And do you think it was easy going to the tattoo parlor and getting

this -- " He stood up and turned around, and Chad could see, on his

father's lower back in black and green ink, the words "Property of

Master Lennie", with an arrow pointing down to his father's asshole.

"It was humiliating, I can tell you that. But since it was what Master

Lennie wanted, it was the RIGHT thing to do. And the satisfaction of

doing the morally right thing was greater than the humiliation."

Chad shook his head frantically. "But Dad, can't you see, there's

something wrong going on here. And it's not just happening to me, it's

happening all over the school. Just this morning while I was on my way

to math, I heard something incredible.

"I had to duck around a corner to avoid Master Lennie, or I might not

have been able to stop myself from crawling to him and licking his

sneakers. I overheard him talking to one of his friends, a freshman

who had been picked on by 'Horse' Haggerty, who I used to play football

with. Horse is a junior, like 6'5", really built, but his nickname comes

from something else. He's not a bad guy, but he really got on this guy's

case, calling him faggot, pinching his butt when he passed in the hall,

you know, shit like that. Well, I heard the kid telling Master Lennie

how he wanted Horse as his personal pet. You know, to ride like a pony,

feed from a feedbag, whip when he's bad, live on the floor in his room

and be naked all the time. After what Lennie did to us, I figured he

could just drug Horse and order him to be Barry's slave.

"But Lennie had a whole different setup in mind."

Chad, sweating as he hung against the wall, told his parents what he

had heard of Master Lennie's plans for Horse. Lennie explained to Barry

that what would happen would be gradual. Without realizing it, Horse

would come every day to a particular empty classroom after football

practice for a dose of the drug and 15 minutes of progressive personality

reprogramming. Then he would go home without knowing anything had happened.

(This was in fact how Chad and Corey had been enslaved earlier, although

Chad of course had no memory of it.) During school days, Horse would keep

teasing Barry for awhile, but every time he did, he would change a little.

He would start to think how handsome Barry was. Soon, whenever he'd see

Barry, he'd get a hardon. He would start to stare at Barry and imagine

him naked, standing over him. He would think of himself as getting weaker

and weaker, and Barry getting stronger and more masculine. Soon, whenever

Horse would jerk off, he wouldn't be able to think of his girlfriend Lisa

anymore, he would think only of Barry dominating him, ordering him around,

spanking him. During this whole period of sessions, Barry was to ignore

Horse completely at school.

After awhile, Horse's ongoing programming sessions would make him dream

of being Barry's pet, his heavily-muscled body wearing only a collar and

a leash, lying at Barry's feet while Barry watched TV, being fed treats

while Barry stroked him with his feet. Sometimes the pet might do

something wrong, like walking on all fours to Barry's laundry hamper and

pulling out, with his teeth, one of Barry's ripe jockstraps, or smelly

old socks, to bring back to the living room to chew on. Barry would find

out, and would punish him with a wooden paddle, while he howled in pain.

This dream would become the most erotic thing Horse had ever experienced,

and he would cum again and again thinking about this. Horse would drop

all social activity to rush home and jerk off over and over again to

this fantasy. Yet all this time Barry would continue to ignore him at

school, and by now Horse would be too meek to talk to him, or even

approach him.

This would get more and more intense, until it was the only thing Horse

thought about from the moment he woke up in the morning and had to jerk

off a couple of times with his conveniently provided wallet photo of

little Barry flexing -- and Lennie would make sure it would never occur

to Horse to wonder where the photo might have come from -- until he was

back in his room at night, forced to jack off several times before he

could possibly get to sleep. Around this time, if during the day Horse

saw Barry in the hall, he'd have to run to the nearest boys room to

release the sexual pressure.

Finally, when he couldn't stand it anymore, Horse would have to overcome

his implanted fear of Barry and go up to him. He'd try to do this after

school when he could get to Barry alone, but Barry would refuse to talk

to him then since it was time to go home, and would insist on talking to

him the next day in the locker room after football practice. This would

scare Horse totally, but he would realize he had no choice under the

circumstances.

That next day, football practice would be very hard for Horse, since

despite jerking off before heading to the locker room, he would still

have a full hardon he couldn't get rid of. And, true to his nickname,

it would be difficult to hide that immense hardon, which would refuse

to be easily contained in any single article of clothing. His teammates

would notice his discomfort, and would tease him about it.

But nothing would prepare them for what they were about to see back in

the showers after practice. Horse would still be dealing with the hardon

that would not end, when Barry, fully dressed, would come into the shower

room. Before any of his teammates could react to Barry's intrusion, Horse

would drop to his knees, crawl over to Barry, and beg him, plead with him,

to let him cum. Barry would instruct Horse to walk on his knees to the

bench and put his huge erect dick on top. With Horse's muscles quivering

with lust and sexual frustration, Barry would lift up his left size 9

Nike and grind it lengthwise into Horse's cock. (The shoe was not even

as long as the cock.) And Horse would explode across the bench and floor

with the biggest orgasm he had ever had.

To complete his humiliation, Barry would grab the exhausted Horse by his

hair, shove his face into the pools of cum on the bench and the floor,

and order him to hoover it up. And with his teammates -- soon to be former

teammates -- watching in amazement, Horse would obediently lick up the

puddles of his cum. Then Barry would let his head go, and stroll out.

It probably wouldn't happen, but if any of Horse's teammates angrily came

after Barry at that point, Horse would feel the irresistible need to rush

to protect him. Even exhausted, Horse was stronger than anyone else on the

team. And he would certainly be much more intensely motivated, since his

future clearly depended on Barry's willingness to pay attention to him.

To fulfill his dream, Horse would have to be taught to reprogram his

parents to expect him to move in with Barry, and Barry would have to

do the same with his folks. Every morning, Barry's mother would feed

Horse in a dog dish under the table near Barry's feet. If Horse wanted

scraps from the table, he would snuffle up to Barry's crotch, lick it,

and look up expectantly. Sometimes he would get more, sometimes he

would be punished.

As Chad's parents listened to their younger son telling this story, they

seemed somewhat less sure of themselves. Of course, in telling the story,

Chad conveniently left one part out. When Chad, from around the corner,

had heard Lennie describe Horse's final breaking and pussification, Chad

unleashed a load into his own pants. It took all his self control not to

make a loud noise when this happened. Fortunately, there was no one left

in the hall at that point. But it was now clear to Chad that Lennie knew

he was listening in, and in fact counted on his reaction to the story. He

knew Chad would identify with Horse in the story, and this would move him

even deeper into his induced "musclepussy" state.

"Dad, mom, don't you see what's happening? Do you think it's OK that both

Corey and I can be grabbed out of the hall at school by almost anyone,

and forced to do humiliating things? Did you know that last week, a group

of three gay skateboarders, pretty much school outcasts, cornered Corey in

the boys room, stripped him, force-fucked him at both ends, pissed on him,

and left him on the floor soaked and crying? And there's others as well.

I happen to know that Matt and Sherri, last year's junior prom king and

queen, now go home every night with some pimply freshman guy, Marc, a

bizarre goth type. I've seen the three of them get into Matt's car when

he drives them to Marc's house. Matt and Sheri seem dazed and unhappy,

but they have no choice. And there are some real strange stories about

what Marc forces them to do every night. The funny thing is, their parents

don't seem to notice that anything is unusual. Matt was quite the stud last

year, got real well known as the school's best basketball player, and

Sherri was the star of her volleyball team, and one of the most popular,

best looking girls at the school. But now, Matt is giving up basketball,

and Sherri quit practicing with the volleyball team, and they both spend

all their time making themselves look better for Marc. Matt is getting

piercings in weird places, and straight-edge Sherri is getting tattoos.

And they're both clearly working out alot more. They're so busy with all

this, they've given up all their old friends and activities outside school.

And at school, Marc makes Matt wear really tight pants, and Sherri has to

wear slutty clothes and too much makeup. The three of them eat at a table

by themselves, and I can see that Marc does all the talking, while Matt

and Sherri listen, focused completely on him. I'd love to know what he's

saying, but if anyone gets near the table, Matt chases them away.

"At Marc's house, I heard that after Marc has had dinner, Marc's mother

serves dinner to naked Matt and Sherri in different places -- on top of

Marc's chest, in his crotch, around his feet, wherever Marc tells her to.

I also heard that the captain of the wrestling team -- he's in the

heavyweight class, and was state champ last year -- was ordered to go to

a party at some sophomore's home, and he was afraid to refuse. When he got

there, they made him pose with a loincloth on a pedestal while the party

went on around him, and when he would move even the tiniest bit, they

would take turns hitting him with a leather strap. They made him feel

ashamed he couldn't do what he was told. And while they where hitting him,

all he could do was stand frozen in place. When they caused him so much it

made him cry, they just got madder, and humiliated him even more. One of

the guys there who knew how to do it put him under, and compelled him to

come to their next party to beg to be allowed to 'statue' for them,

promising to do it better! Everyone there laughed! This guy is a star

athlete, but he was always a decent guy and never pushed anyone around.

Why was he changed into a pussy?"

Chad's father seemed to be coming slowly out of a daze. "So how did

Lennie become Master Lennie?"

"No one is completely sure how Lennie first found out about the drug,

and learned how to use it. According to rumor, it had something to do

with some grad assistant in the psych department at the university.

Either he had the hots for Lennie, or he felt sorry for the guy as a

fellow geek, and he taught him everything. Either way, that guy never

saw it coming. Lennie secretly slipped HIM the drug, and now he makes

regular deliveries to Lennie in return for being allowed to clean out

Lennie's toe jam, or skid marks, or something. And he thinks it was

all his idea, and that Lennie is doing him a big favor. That's what

I heard, anyway.

"Mom, Dad, you've got to snap out of it! I know you don't realize it,

but this isn't normal! Strange things are going on here, and -- "

"I'VE HEARD ENOUGH." Out of the shadows at the top of the stairs leading

down to the basement boomed Corey's deep voice. He put on the white-noise

headset and dark goggles that were hanging on a hook on the side of the

stairwell, pushed a button by the hook, and immediately the basement

lights went out and were replaced by lights flashing color sequences and

repetitive noises that Chad and his parents couldn't avoid full exposure

to. After a few minutes of this, Corey pushed the switch again, turning

off the flashing light device and turning the main lights on again. He

took off the headset and goggles and came down into the basement to see

his now-immobilized parents on the couch, and his dazed brother hanging

on the wall.

"Thank Lennie you had that emergency trance device installed, Dad. Your

programming is still strong enough that you're all responsive to it. And

I guess I got here just in time to prevent a disaster! Well, I'm here to

save the day. I'm going to rescue you now. I've got to. You're my family,

and I love you!

"I heard most of what Chad said, and he's correct about most things.

What he's too confused to understand at this point is how RIGHT all

of this is. Of all the things Master Lennie has taught us, the most

important is right from wrong. And all those things you heard were

obviously right, fair, and just. Including our submission to Master

Lennie, after all those years of pushing people around.

"Yes, I was forced into boys room and raped and pissed on by those

skateboarders. In the old days I could have taken out all three on at

once with no problem. But this time even one of them was too strong-

willed and powerful for me. Even so, my devotion to Master Lennie saved

me from violating his ass purity law. After I swallowed each of their

loads while another one held my head still, one of them pushed me to

the floor face down and held me there with a foot on my neck, while

another stripped off my pants and proceeded to fuck me up the ass. Up to

then I accepted everything as Master Lennie's will, which made it all

worth suffering through. But when the kid fucking me got close to cumming

into my ass, I knew it would be a terrible violation of Master Lennie's

law. So drawing strength from my morning and evening devotional prayers

to Master Lennie, I briefly regained my full strength and was able to

push him out of me just before he came. He was very angry and made me

lick up every drop of his cum off the floor. That's when they all pissed

on me and left. I had to climb out the window and go home wearing my

pissy clothes. But I spent an extra half hour that evening thanking

Master Lennie at the shrine.

"I would never have made it that time, since my own faith had slipped

just as yours is now, except for Dad's spotting the problem and putting

me through reinforcement sessions a couple of weeks ago. Without that,

I would never have escaped the assrape. But in Chad's case, Chad was

weak, and let Gary defile his ass, which is Master Lennie's personal

property. Chad didn't have the strength to resist Gary, and so now he's

going to have to undergo a painful, week-long purification ritual to be

worthy of Master Lennie again. Gary's punishment has already been decided

by Master Lennie. Gary and Gina will be forced to have sex with each other

constantly for a year. They'll hate it and know it's wrong, but they won't

be able to help themselves. Gary is now pleading with Lennie to let him

use protection while they do it, but Lennie hasn't decided that part yet.

"Anyway, I don't want anything like that to happen to us. You're my family,

and I love you. So now I'm going to return the favor that Dad did for me

back then. I'm going to reinforce Lennie's personality changes in all of

you that are so just and right. After a few sessions, you'll be thanking

me as we worship Master Lennie together here at the shrine. As a family,

we're stronger than we are as individuals, and can keep the faith better.

"Chad is right. This is all part of Master Lennie's great and wonderful

plan for the school. He intends to take the pack of dominant guys, bullies,

and star athletes, slowly strip away their masculinity and confidence, and

turn them into a herd of obedient, respectful musclepussies, obsessed with

improving their bodies but with no other will of their own. He's doing the

same thing to the school's most beautiful, and most stacked, girls, making

them available to whoever wants them. Meanwhile, he's also taking the

shyest,

smallest guys and girls at school, and using his techniques to build up

their egos, strength, and self-confidence. He's making some of the ones who

used to be picked on the most, so confident that they're pushy and arrogant.

And he's giving each of his friends the guy or girl 'toy' he always wanted.

It's only justice for what used to happen at school. Thanks to Lennie, what

now is the gay teen support group, where frightened kids are looking for

mutual protection, will soon become the gay teen command center, where

former bullies and jocks will report for reprogramming and reassignment.

"So now let me give you each a dose of the personality drug, and once it

kicks in, I'll use Master Lennie's techniques to restore his programming

to full strength. And once the session is over, you'll happily walk with

me over to the shrine and we'll spend the evening on devotionals. But I

have to give Master Lennie a ride at 9 tonight in my Mustang, I mean HIS

Mustang, since I'll be signing it over to him as soon as he gets his

license. I'm so grateful he let me give him MY car even though there are

better ones available at the school. That's just the kind of wonderful

master Lennie is.

"And I've got a special surprise: for our devotionals, I've got a new

book of hymns written by Jeremy Brooks. He's from a fundamentalist family,

and he used to go around the school preaching about the evils of

homosexuality. Now he can only WISH he were gay, 'cause his new mission in

life is to seek out closeted gays and serve them sexually any way they want

him to. And he's got this cute angelic face and tight little body, and his

new programming makes him REAL flirtatious and suggestive, so his new

masters always think of SOMETHING. But he's got a real talent for music,

and he learned a lot helping with his church's choir. Now his creativity

and body are being used for a worthwhile cause. So tonight we'll learn his

six new hymns devoted to praising Lennie's balls. Tomorrow we can start to

learn the ones about the Master's armpits. Actually, my favorite one is

very sweet, where he imagines what it would be like to be a drop of sweat

clinging to Lennie's choad..."

And so Chad and his parents waited, horrified but frozen in place and

unable to talk or resist in any way, while Corey began to restore them to

the good and moral lives designed for them by Master Lennie. And days later,

after the sessions were over, they all gave thanks that they were stronger

as a family, and vowed to maintain the family discipline.

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