## Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - PM me for new Chapters

Post by chadmc90 » Tue Jul 29, 2014 1:42 pm

Orphaned in the Snow
Summary:
After nearly dying of hypothermia and starvation, an orphaned group of boys take in a now homeless and parent less Brody as their brother. Eventually they would discover an interest in Bondage and explore it in their kinky world.
Chapters:

- Prologue
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5

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### Prologue

Post by chadmc90 » Tue Jul 29, 2014 1:44 pm

Prologue
I didn't know where to go....
I was stranded out in that blizzard for so long....
My entire life was falling apart.....
My parents....dead in a freak fire....
My village....no one would take me in....
I had nowhere else to go....but into the cruel and dark storm of ice....
Even my thick, fluffy jacket and my thick gloves couldn't keep the freezing weather out....
I was alone, freezing and hungry, walking along the snow-covered tundra with no destination in mind....
My 7-year-old body wouldn't last much longer...
Even when the storm ceased, and a hint of light shined through the clouds, I felt my end was near...
I found a tree, dead from the onset of the cold period with barren branches covered in snow, and fell down onto it....Soon, I felt, our fates would be the same....
With my back pressed against it, my mind faded and my vision darkened...
I knew I wasn't long for this world...I knew my end was in sight....
As my eyes closed, I thought I saw figures...no, just my imagination...no one was out here...no one will rescue me....no one will save me....
Mom....Dad....I'll join you soon enough.....
10 years later....
“Brody....check the stockroom for crackers.” I heard Mr. L say to me.
I rushed back to the storeroom and checked where we kept the crackers. “One” I said to myself, eying the box of crackers sitting on the wooden shelf. I grabbed them and returned to the counter.
“This is our last box, Mr. L.” I told him.
“Sigh. I'll have to add it to my shipment..I guess I need to order extra in case of a chance blizzard. Brody, please make a note of that, along with bread, milk, cheese, and other things you find we need to order. You know how forgetful I am.” Mr. L said as he totaled up the amount for the customer.
“I will, sir.” I say. I grab a pen and piece of paper from under the counter, and write down the things the store needs. I tape it the glass display on top of the counter that has several types of candies inside it. I then get back to work sweeping the floors. It's been busier than normal. I guess with the ending of the warm days, more people are coming in, stocking up on things for the upcoming winter.
As I sweep down a hall, I notice a new section of items on the racks. I see several strands of rope, several pairs of handcuffs, some kind of duck tape with weird patterns on it, clamps, blindfolds, several types of gags, including ball, cleave, over-the-mouth, and muzzles. When I looked up at the sign, it said “Bondage. For Adult BDSM, see store owner.”
“I didn't know you now had a bondage section?” I asked my boss.
“Yep. It has been demanded by a lot of people around here. Thought I would act on that potential money draw. Just put it up today.” Mr. L. said with enthusiasm.
“I see.” I said to him. Staring at the stuff, I was certainly curious about it. I knew it had become popular several years even before my time. But I've never had the chance to experience it myself. I was really tempted to buy some of the stuff and try it out on Dodge and the others. “It would be a fun prank to play on them.” I thought I as continued to sweep the floors.
I thought about that stuff all day, and I eventually succumbed to my curiosity and purchased some stuff. Today was pay-day and I purchased several things.
“Hey, Mr. L., What's 'BDSM'” I asked him.
“W..Oh, you mean that stuff. Well...I don't know if I should tell you about that stuff...not right now at least. I don't know...let me think on it and I may tell you later. I see you are buying some of that bondage gear. It's been more successful than I initially thought! Almost every customer that came in today bought some of it! I will have to check the catalog and order some more...”
I nodded my head and grabbed my bag of new goodies. I put on my thick Eskimo-like coat and slipped on my extra-thick gloves and went out into the cold. Living in the far north means that even the “warm” days are still generally cold, and you have to always wear warm clothing when going outside. Snow had started to fall early this year, and already there's a thick layer on the ground. I pass by several kids involved in an all out war of snowballs, trying to avoid them. As I make my way to my cottage, I also notice some building snowmen, rolling large balls of snow on the ground. “I wonder if Chase and Foster are doing the same thing?” I thought to myself.
Then as I was walking, I saw my best friend walking down the street. Dodge, the oldest brother of him, Chase, and Foster. His bright red hair, freckled face, and bright blue eyes was easily noticeable even from a distance. At the age of 16, he wasn't as tall as me. I am only 5 months older than him, and his birthday was coming up. I tightened my grip on my paper bag of “goodies.” “Boy, does he have an interesting birthday ahead of him.” I thought as I thought about him in this gear.
“Brody.” he called out to me. “I guess we got off at the same time.” he said aloud.
“Yep.” I said back to him. We didn't often get off work together, but some days were an exception. We often walked home together when we did.
Home...or what was now my home. Every since Dodge and Chase rescued me from imminent death that day, I have called their home my own. The people of this village were more willing to help out orphans, and have supported Dodge, Chase, and Foster every since their own parents died. They took me in like I was their family, and I will be forever grateful for that. Mr. L and his wife, along with Mr. Michel that owns the inn where Dodge works, volunteered to care for our basic needs until we were old enough to take care of ourselves. We were lucky to have such kind and considerate people in our lives...I was lucky that Dodge found me that day...
“At the inn, they were talking about a potential snowstorm on the news. All the rooms have been booked, and I had to go help Mr. Michel get firewood from Pod's.” Dodge said to me.
“Yea. I hope Chase and Foster have enough for us as well.” I replied. “We may have to make a trip back in town if they didn't.”
“No worries. Mr. Pod said he went and checked on our supplies. He had extra delivered for us. He said just pay him when we could.”
“I see. Well I got my paycheck today. Let's go by there and pay him off.”
Mr. Pod's home was not far from where we were. We saw his huge stack of firewood beside his house, and noticed him carrying even more to a woman.
“Is this enough for you?” Mr. Pod asked her. She had on a large fluffy blue dress and her head was covered in cloth to keep warm.
“Yea, that will be fine. How much do I owe you?” the woman asked. After Mr. Pod gave her an amount, she said “Good. Have my son deliver it to the house.”
“Will do.” Mr. Pod replied back.
“Oh, Hello Brody. Dodge. Jade has been asking about you. Been wanting to drop by and see you.”
“Hello, Ms. Sells” I said back. “Tell him he can drop by at any time.”
“Good. I will tell him to do that. Good day.” she said smiling. Ms. Sells walked back into the main part of the village.
“Dodge, Brody. I didn't expect you here today.” Mr. Pod said.
“I actually came by here to pay you for the firewood. I got my paycheck today.” I said.
“Oh, good.” Mr. Pod said. He told me the amount it was, and I handed him the money.
“Thank you, boys!” He said. We said our goodbyes and continued home.
“So..what's in that bag you're carrying?” Dodge asked me. I looked at him, trying not to smile.
“Nothing really. Just some things for the house.” I replied back.
“Oh? What kind of things?” He said persistently.
I looked back at him, wondering what to say to satisfy him. “Oh, you know..just...things we need...”
“There's something in that bag you don't want me to see!” Dodge said.
Dodge started to approach me. I was really nervous now, not wanting him to see all this stuff I bought to tie him up with. “It's...it's nothing, Dodge.”
“Nothing my ass!” He said as he made a swipe for the bag.
I snatched the bag away before he grabbed it. I started to run for the cottage. “C'mon, Dodge. I'll tell you later what it is!”
As he was chasing me, he said. “No, I want to know now!”
I ran as fast as I could to our house, but as I was running, my foot hit something, and I fell into the snow on the ground. Dodge jumped on top of me and pinned me down. “Dodge! Get off of me!” I demanded. But I knew it wouldn't be that easy.
“Not until I find out what you're trying to hide from me!” Dodge said as he reached for the bag.
“No..don't!” I begged. “It's you're birthday present. If you open it now, you'll spoil it!”
Dodge stopped reaching for the bag. “Birthday gift? Well why didn't you say that before?”
“Well...I wanted it to be a surprise. You're birthday's in a couple days, and I wanted to get you something.”
Dodge looked into my green hazel eyes, and then he ruffled my dark blond hair. “Next time, don't be as secretive around me.”
“Well, I didn't want you to know about it. Now I'm gonna have to hide it somewhere you or any of the others won't find it.”
“If I really wanted to know, I could look at it now.” he said, still mounting my stomach.
“No, maybe not now, but you might get curious later. I'm still hiding it.” I said.
“Whatever.” He said as he got back to his feet. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back to my own feet, and I picked up the bag of “presents” for Dodge.
It wasn't too much further to our home. It was a small wooden cottage made out of logs. It had two bedrooms, a living area, and a kitchen. Dodge's parents had 3 to 4 acres of land, enough for us. We saw the firewood Mr. Lod left us earlier, and we entered the warmth of our cabin.
“Good, Chase and Foster put wood in the fireplace.” I said as I took off my mittens and went over to the fireplace to warm myself up.
“Yea. It feels sooo good in here.” Dodge said as he did the same. We slowly waved our hands over the warm fire as the chill in our bodies was slowly replaced with warmth.
We sat in our recliners in the living area. I was kinda tired from the day's work, and I saw that Dodge was already fast asleep. “Guess he had a long day today.” I thought as I watched his chest move up and down as he breathed. “I wonder where those two are?” I thought again, this time about Chase and Foster, Dodge's two younger brothers.
Then I dozed off to sleep, forgetting that I was supposed to to hide my bag of goodies.
I dreamed about Mom and Dad that night, and about the fire. It was a dream I often had. I was laying in my bed in my room, when all of a sudden I heard noises. Then I saw smoke entering around the door, and I knew something was wrong. I rushed out of my room and downstairs to see a fire originating from the kitchen! Panicking, I rushed up to their room, looking for Mom and Dad. Smoke filled my lungs, and I was struggling for air. I didn't see them there, so I looked around the house. “Mom! Dad!” I called out, panicking from the growing fire. I started to feel woozy from smoke inhalation. My coughing got worse, and I knew if I stayed there any longer, I would die. So, I made the choice and escaped the house, thinking that my parents went into the village for a couple things. But I was wrong. They found their bodies inside the basement of the home. All those memories came rushing back to me in my dreams. If anything, my dreams would never let me forget that night...that night I left my parents to die.
I woke up, in a cold sweat. Dodge was laying beside me in our bed. I guess he and Chase carried me in here to the bed. When I moved in, Dodge and I shared a bed while Chase and Foster shared another in their room. The house was too small for more beds. I was huffing and puffing, trying to collect my thoughts from that nightmare. I looked out our window and noticed it was nightfall. But the wind suddenly escalated, and I looked outside. “Blizzard” I thought to myself.
The cold days came much quicker this year. I went and changed into my night time clothes and went back to sleep.
The next morning, I got up and looked out our window again. The layer of snow on the ground had grew, and the blizzard was still blowing.
“Man..” Dodge said as he got up from bed. “I guess we won't be going to work today. We would get stranded out there in no time.”
“Yea...glad we decided to stock up on firewood. We should have enough food to last us.” I said.
I went into the kitchen and decided to cook breakfast. I fried slabs of ham and eggs and backed a pan of biscuits in the oven. I set the table for the four of us, and decided to go and wake up Chase and Foster. But when I opened their door, I saw my paper bag, completely opened and everything scattered on the floor. Foster, Dodge's dark-brown haired and hazel eyed 11 year old brother, was tied spreadeagled on his bed, shirtless and asleep! Chase, Dodge's 14 year old brother with similar red hair and blue eyes, was laying beside him on their bed asleep.
Dodge came up behind me “Foster, Chase! Time for..whoa!” he said. I guess Dodge opened his present early, or Chase did for him!
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m]

Post by Ossassin » Wed Jul 30, 2014 4:44 am

This looks like it could be fun, all the customers bought some eh?
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m]

Post by Ikarus2nd » Wed Jul 30, 2014 12:50 pm

Bondage had becomed popular. Great! I want to read more.

### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m]

Post by henry1001 » Wed Jul 30, 2014 4:40 pm

Awesome so far.
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m]

Post by tony2 » Thu Aug 07, 2014 11:08 pm

Snowbound+ enough food + 2 younger boys + 2 older boys + a bag of new bondage toys none have ever tried before..... hmmm. Wonder what could be brewing here??? (grin)
Nice opening. Looking forward to more.
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### Chapter 1

Post by chadmc90 » Mon Aug 11, 2014 12:25 am

Chapter 1
I was stunned at the sight of Foster tied shirtless by the ropes I had bought the previous day. Chase was spread out over the bed, with his arms and legs laying across his younger brother's chest and legs laying on his belly. I looked over at Dodge, whose mouth was slightly opened and his eyes widened.
“W..what the?” he said, obviously stunned at the sight of his younger brother. I didn't know what to say to him. “W..why is Foster...” Then Dodge looked down at the sack on the floor. It was the same sack that I used to carry the toys in, and the rest of the stuff was on the floor around it. Then I knew Dodge realized what was going on.
“Brody? What is this? Was this stuff in the bag?” he said. I could tell he wasn't happy. He looked at me angrily, and I guess I really couldn't blame him.
“Dodge..I can explain.” I said. I couldn't explain.
“Then explain! What is all this stuff on the floor? And why is my little brother tied to the bed?”
“I..I..” Then I heard shuffling on the bed nearby. I looked over and Chase was now sitting upright. The expression on his face was one of surprise as well. He looked over, only to notice his little brother still tied up.
“D..Dodge! I can explain.” Chase said in the same fashion I did before he woke up.
“Oh yea? Brody, you go first. Tell me what you are doing with this bondage equipment.”
I looked at him, trying to come up with a good lie. But Dodge was good at knowing when we were lying. So I just came clean. “Well, I was gonna tie you up with it.”
“Oh...really?” Dodge said in a condescending tone. “So I guess that was to be my birthday present? You were gonna tie me up for my birthday?”
“Well, that was the plan.” I said as I looked away. I knew Dodge was angry. I knew by just looking at him that he didn't like any of this.
“Go in the living room. I want to talk to Chase alone.” I did as I was told. As I left the room, I felt ashamed that I even bought the stuff. I knew that Dodge was gonna kick me out. I didn't think he would over-react like this. I sat in a chair, nervous for Dodge to come into the room. I knew I had to make things right with him. I couldn't lose them. They had become my family and I felt that we were brothers. I had to beg for his forgiveness and set things right. I had to get rid of all of it. I shook at the thought of being homeless again.
Then I felt someone grab me from behind. I struggled as I tried to free myself, but another set of hands also latched on to me. My arms were grabbed and pulled behind my back. Then I felt the cold steel wrap around my wrists, locking my hands behind my back. “Let me go!” I shouted, but a hand quickly wrapped around my mouth. “MMMPH!”
“Shh! You'll wake Foster!” Dodge said to me. I struggled to free myself from Dodge's and Chase's clutches, but it was futile. Chase came over and straddled my chest with a big smile on his face. He had in his hand even more rope that was in the bag. “Are you going to be quiet now?” Dodge asked me. “If you don't I'll use your own gag on you. You wouldn't want that, would you?”
I shook my head in panic, not wanting to add to my further humiliation. Dodge let go of my mouth and allowed me to talk. “What are you guys doing?” I asked.
“What? You don't like being tied? After all, you were going to tie ME up, right?”
“But I thought you were angry that I bought all that!” I said.
“Oh I was angry, but not for the reasons you thought. See, I had also went to the store and had some stuff ordered. Remember that bag of stuff I got from Mr. L's?”
I remember Dodge coming in and picking up a bag the other day, but I didn't know what was in it. I didn't question it much because he didn't have all that “stuff” at the time. Or so I thought.... “Wait, you bought some stuff, too?”
“Of course? Didn't you see his advertisements? He was accepting pre-orders for the merchandise, and I couldn't stop myself from taking advantage of the 10% discount. I also made sure he didn't say a word to you. The reason I was mad at you was not for having the stuff, but for buying it when we already had it. Really? We need to be saving our money, bro.”
I was dumbfounded. I didn't know about any “pre-sale.” Mr. L sure didn't take the time to mention it. But I never really paid attention to the sales papers anyway. I felt nervous at that point. Before, I was nervous about being kicked to the curve, but now I felt that I wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. I looked at both Chase and Dodge, who smiled menacingly at me. “W..what do you plan to do to me?”
“Well, I have to punish you first for your overspending.”
“How was I supposed to know you had that stuff!” I said, now angry than ashamed.
“Oh, come off it, Brody. Just take your punishment like a man.”
“No! This is insane! I'm not gonna..” Then I noticed the ball gag hanging out of Dodge's pocket. He then took it out and flashed it in front of me. I paused and stared at the thing nervously. “You wouldn't...” I said foolishly.
“I can't have you raising your voice and waking up Foster. Open wide.”
I pressed my teeth and lips together, not wanting that thing to go inside. But then Dodge grabbed my nose! I struggled to keep my mouth shut, but with each second I lost valuable air, and eventually my mouth flew open, and my lungs filled with much needed air. But before I could close it back, the ball part of the gag had filled my mouth. Dodge quickly wrapped the straps around my head and snapped them in place behind. I was bound and gagged by Dodge and Chase I looked at them, realizing that I was at the mercy of my brothers.
Chase then took the rope in his hands and started to wrap it around my body. He made about 10 circles, and tied the ends together when he was finished. I wasn't going anywhere, at least not without them unbinding me. “Chase is going to eat. I am going to check on Foster. Don't go anywhere!” I rolled my eyes at his last comment.
Chase sat down at the table and fixed him a plate of food that I prepared earlier. I watched him as he slowly ate his bacon and eggs, sending grinning glances my way every few bites as if to mock my predicament. My mouth drooled as I watched him eat, hungry myself. He was already torturing me, and he hasn't even started yet! I told myself as he ate that I will get him for this.
Chase finished his meal after what seemed like forever. He took his plate to the sink and washed it. He then came over to me and once again sit on my lap. “That was good, Brody. Thank you for that wonderful breakfast!” I glared angrily at him. “I guess you're hungry now, aren't you?”
I shook my head relentlessly. Yes I was hungry, but more importantly I wanted this vile gag out of my mouth. I wanted to spit it out in his face. But if he did take it off, I would play nice..for a while.
“But Dodge wouldn't like that. I mean I want to feed you, but it would be really tough to do with that gag. Oh, what to do!” Chase said as if he were in a genuine dilemma. I yelled at him in my gag, commanding him to take this off, but he obviously couldn't understand a word that was spoken.
Then Dodge returned. “It's time to eat!” Dodge said as he sat down at the table. He did the same as Chase and also fixed himself a plate.
“What were you doing in there?” Chase asked him.
“Well, I checked on Foster and he was still asleep. I picked up all that stuff out on the floor and placed it back in the bag. Then I went to take a shower and use the bathroom.” Dodge said before he stuck a piece of bacon in his mouth.
“Ohhh.” Chase said. “So, are we gonna feed Brody? After all, I'd hate for him to miss out on a meal he just cooked.”
“Soon. I want to finish eating first.” Dodge said as he stuck a spoonful of scrambled eggs in his mouth.
Dodge continued to eat while I watched in envoy. Then I looked at Chase, who was still on top of me, and noticed him grinning. He then lifted my shirt over my head and exposed my chest and belly. I looked at him nervously, wondering what he had planned. Then he took his fingers and started to tickle me frantically. He ran them up and down my sides. I started to laugh and squirm somewhat, and the wooden chair started to rock back and forth.
“Hey, don't do that! He could choke on that gag. Wait until Foster wakes up and we can have the real fun.” Dodge told him.
“Awe, but why do we have to wait?” Chase asked him.
“Because I want to see how he reacts. Imagine waking up and realizing you can't move your arms and legs much. It will be so hilarious!”
“Ooooh, I get it! Yea I want to see that, too!”
“But we won't go in there just yet! I want to wait and let him sweat.” Dodge told him.
“Alright, Dodge! I'm so happy we get to do this! The guys at school have talked about tying up their brothers and sisters, and even each other! I am just thrilled that we are finally experiencing it.”
“I am too!” Dodge said happily after he swallowed another bite of his breakfast. He took a drink of orange juice from his glass cup. “I have heard even teachers talk about it. It is really popular in the cities, I heard.”
Chase finally got off me, neglecting to pull my shirt back over. After Dodge finished breakfast, he also rinsed out his plate. They then came over to me. “Chase, undo his ropes. We're moving him.”
Chase obediently did as he was told and unwrapped the ropes around me. After he was finished, Dodge told me to stand up. I didn't want to say no for fear of them tormenting me any further, so I got up from my chair. I was then lead to my and Dodge's bedroom, and then they took me to the bed.
“I'm gonna uncuff you, but if you put up any resistance, you won't get breakfast!” Dodge said. And sure enough he unlocked my handcuffs. I was then grabbed by the hands and taken to the bed. I noticed at the corners of the bed two pairs of handcuffs locked onto the railings. “Let's take off his shirt.” Dodge told Chase. Then Dodge and Chase pulled my shirt off, and I was locked into the handcuffs after I laid on my back.
“Now, I am gonna go and fix your breakfast. I had thought about just giving you a piece of fruit to eat, but since you cooked it, I will be nice.” After Dodge walked through the door, he closed it behind him, leaving me in the room with Chase.
Chase didn't do anything. He was really obedient to Dodge, and he didn't disobey him often. Of course he listened to me, but I wasn't much the “parent” like Dodge was to him and Foster. So he seemed to be much more comfortable tying me up.
After a few minutes, Dodge returned with a plate of breakfast and a glass of orange juice. He sat it beside me on the bed and looked at me. “When I take your gag off, you better not raise your voice. Understand?”
I immediately shook my head in understanding. Chase then unsnapped my gag and removed it from my mouth. “Thank you!” I genuinely said. Then I waited for them to undo my handcuff so I could eat my food, but they never did. Then I started to figure out what they were gonna do.
“Open wide!” Dodge said as he scooped a spoonful of eggs into the silver spoon.
“Please, Dodge, let me feed myself!” I asked him. I didn't want to be humiliated any further.
“And why would we do that? Either open your mouth or go without breakfast.”
I gave into my hunger and slowly opened my stomach. Dodge put the spoon in my mouth and I took the eggs in and started chewing. I swallowed the eggs down my throat, along with my pride.
“Here comes the chu chu!” Chase mocked as he took another spoon that was in the plate and fed me a piece of gravy and biscuit. Humiliated, I chewed and swallowed it.
As Dodge and Chase continued to feed me, I heard a screeching scream come from beyond the door. I knew that sound from anywhere: it was Foster!
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 1 Available!

Post by tony2 » Mon Aug 11, 2014 1:07 am

cute - looking forward to the rest.
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 1 Available!

Post by HumHumming » Sun Aug 17, 2014 5:01 am

I really like the story so far! The writing is good and I really like the plot twist where Brody ended up getting tied instead!
Please continue this chad! I definitely want to see the continuation!

### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 1 Available!

Post by chadmc90 » Thu Aug 21, 2014 11:07 pm

Hey guys,
I just released an update for my other story in progress, and will now start chapter 2 of this story tomorrow. Sorry for the extended wait time. Chapter 2 will be available soon, I promise.
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### Chapter 2

Post by chadmc90 » Fri Aug 22, 2014 2:03 pm

Chapter 2
I knew Foster had awoken upon hearing the scream. It was obvious that Foster was panicking over being tied to the bed. The only thing that had surprised me was that he didn't wake up sooner.
“D..Dodge! Chase! Brody! Help me!” Foster called out to us. I wasn't in any position to help him, and Dodge and Chase certainly wasn't gonna let him out anytime soon.
“Well, it seems like our little brother has woken up. I think it's time we introduce him to...” Dodge said, pausing as he walked over to the closet. He looked around and pulled out a bag.
What he pulled out would of scared me! It was the ugliest mask I had ever seen. It had the face of some kind of troll-pig, something that would have been worn on the first day of the Cold Days. Then Dodge also took out some kind of black fabric, like a cloak that could be worn over the body. He then wrapped the cloak around him and then slid the mask over the top of his head, completely concealing his face.
“How do I look, Chase?” Dodge asked his younger brother.
“Scary as hell! This should be fun!” Chase said with a devious smile. Then Dodge pulled something else out of the bag. It was a fake butcher knife made out of plastic. I could tell that the knife was fake, but I wonder what Foster would think. I knew what they were planning, but I asked anyway.
“W..what are you gonna do?” I asked.
“Unless you want to be gagged again, I suggest you be quiet.” Dodge told me coldly.
“Now, Chase, stay here and make sure Brody stays quiet.” Dodge said as he left the room. I could only imagine how Foster was gonna feel when he saw Dodge in that outfit. It's bad enough to be tied up, not knowing what is happening.
Silence followed as Chase sat beside me as he smiled in anticipation. I guess Dodge was taking his time, letting Foster become even more fearful than he already was.
Then I heard talking. “W..who are you? Dodge, cut it out!” Foster said. The tone in Foster's voice was filled with doubt. “Dodge, this is not funny..please...stop it.” Foster added. Then it was silent again for a moment. But eventually I heard frantic, muffled yells coming from Foster's room.
I wondered what Dodge was doing in there. Whatever it was had Foster panicking, as his yells got even louder.
“I guess I should go now.” Chase said as he got up off of the bed. “Don't worry, I'll be back.” he said, smiling as he left the bedroom.
Now I was alone in the bedroom, tied to my and Dodge's bed. I laid there, wondering what they had planned for me. I didn't know what was going through Foster's head.
Then, Chase and Dodge returned to the room, along with Foster, who was now out of his bindings!
“Here's the deal, Brody. Each day we are stuck in the house, we will take turns being slaves. Since your already tied up, your day will be today. But the catch is that the person who is the slave for that day gets to choose who will be a slave the following day. That is, if you agree. If you do agree, you will be our slave as long as we want, so you best just agree, bro.”
I couldn't believe it! I have to be a slave for them ALL day? It wasn’t like I had a choice, unless I wanted to be their slave for as long as they wanted. “I guess I agree.” I said as if I had a choice.
“That means you will obey our every order. If a slave breaks any 5 orders, not only will that slave get punished for each order, but that slave must endure another day of slavery. But if the slave can obediently follow every order given, then that slave has one point of immunity. He can use that point any time to save himself from slavery for one day. He must announce it before the slave of that day chooses the next slave.”
It was turning into a game at this point. If I could be good, I would be out of this predicament by nighttime, so I just had to play along until I got the chance. I had to admit, though, that deep down I was felt exited. I was still nervous about their plans for me, but at the same time I was eager to play the game. “Understood.” I said.
“Fine then, your slavery officially begins now!” Dodge said. “Now, slave, what should we have you do first? What do you think, guys?”
Dodge then led Chase and Brody back into the living room. Once again I sat in silence, waiting for them to return. I knew that they were planning what to do with me, and I grew fearful thinking of all the things that was possible. They had all the gear I bought at their disposal, as well as the things that Dodge bought. That was the scary part. “What things DID Dodge buy?” I thought.
Several minutes had went by and they still hadn't returned. The anxiety and waiting was killing me, as I wanted them to return. Then I saw them walk back into the bedroom.
“So, here's the deal. We will give you two options, slave. The first option will be that you have to keep your silence unless asked a question. You can make involuntary sounds such as sneezing or laughing when you are tickled, but otherwise, you have to be quiet. If you break this rule, that counts as one point towards breaking the rules. Or, you could go with option two. That is, you can wear this.”
Dodge then held up what looked like a strap with a ball attached to it. On the straps, it had “sissy slave boy” written on it. I was appalled that I was to wear something like that! Well, I DID have a choice. If I wore the ball gag, I could stop myself from breaking the rules, but to wear that thing would throw away my dignity! But if I chose to not accept it, I could potentially break the rules. They have really put me in a position!
“You have 30 seconds to decide, or we will do it for you.” Chase said, smirking.
I had to make a choice. “Think” I told myself as I ran out of time.
“Five..four...three...two...one...”
Even if it meant humiliation, I didn't want to take the risk. “Option 2!” I said right before Chase called time.
“Playing it safe, huh?” Dodge said as he came over with that gag. “Open wide, slave.” he said as he held up the gag to my mouth. I gulped as I reluctantly opened my mouth, and accepted the ball gag as Dodge pressed it between my teeth. He then raised my head and snapped the gag in place.
“Chase, lock it in.” Dodge said that prompted Chase to walk over beside me. Chase had some kind of lock in his hand. He placed his hands behind my head and snapped it, making sure that the only way this thing was coming off was if they allowed it.
Now I was silenced. Chase and Foster giggled as they looked on at my gagged face. “So, sissy slave boy, ready to begin?” Dodge said. Further humiliated, I only gave them a cold glare.
“Good. As a warm-up, we are gonna tickle-torture you!” Dodge said as the three all plummeted on top of me. Foster and Chase sat down on both of my sides and started torturing my arm pits, which were completely exposed to my spread-eagle position. Dodge sat on my thighs and started slowly tickling my feet. Unfortunately, I was extremely sensitive in those places, and I writhed and squirmed as my brothers tortured me. I laughed and yelled through my gag, begging them to stop.
“Tell us when you want us to stop, and we will Brody.” Chase said cheerfully as he twiddled his fingers down my right side. I said as clear as I could to “Stop!” hoping that it would end. “What was that? I couldn't understand you, bro! You have to say it again!”
Again I frantically begged them through my gag to end my suffering. But again, they “failed” to under my pleas. They were, in fact, torturing me even further, knowing I was gagged and couldn't say audible words.
The tickling continued for what felt like forever. I was running out of breath and stamina. I was begging for relief. But then my torment stopped when they finally ended their tickling. I was breathing heavily at this point, and I lay limp on my bed as I gasped for air through the small openings between the gag and mouth and my nose.
“So, here's the deal. I think it's time you got your morning bath. But we don't trust you to do it yourself, so we will have to do it for you. But we would be willing to change our minds and let you get a bath fully unattended if..you make us a promise.”
I couldn't believe what they were saying! They want to give ME a bath like I was some toddler? There was no way I would accept such a thing, no matter what the cost was! But once again I was left with a dilemma. “You can have your private shower...if you agree to lick all three of our feet clean.” Chase finished, smiling sadistically as he said it.
“Lick their feet!!” I thought, with ideas of how disgusting that would be. “And not just a single lick. I want it wiped clean. I want all the dirt between my digits wiped, as well as every inch of the bottom of my foot. I want a good cleansing, if you know what I mean.” Dodge added.
I gulped at the mere thought of touching their feet with my tongue. This time, I was at a loss for words. If I chose to lick their feet, not only do I get a private bath, but I will also get this gag off, even for a short time. I had to think, and fast. I had no doubt they weren't gonna wait long for an answer. But how was I supposed to communicate?
“Oh..right. Well, if you want the private bath, grunt once. If you need “help” with your bath, then grunt twice. What will it be?”
I certainly didn't want “help” with a shower, but the thought of licking their feet clean made me feel nauseous to the point that I felt I could vomit, so I went with the lesser of the two. It's not like they haven't seen me naked before. During the winter times long ago, we sometimes had to take showers together due to the lack of warm water. We would heat a pot of water up over the stove and mix it with cool water in order to get warm water. It took a while to fill the tub up, so we opted to just bathe together. It's been so long since we had to do that thanks to the new water heater we purchased.
So, I made my choice. I made two grunts to avoid the foot licking.
“Wow...ok. Well, Chase and I will give you the bath while Foster eats his breakfast. He will also pick out your clothes for the day, so..” Dodge said as he reached for my bindings around my wrist. He undid the bindings to my left while Chase undid them to my right. As soon as I was free, I was escorted by my brothers to the bathroom, where we had a ceramic tub with a curtain and shower.
“Strip.” I was told by Dodge. My shirt was already off, so it was just my pajamas and boxers that needed removed. And reluctantly, I pulled down my pajamas. The next part was really tough. I now had to pull down my boxers, revealing my groin to Dodge and Foster. “Hurry up!” Chase rushed me. I sighed in my gag as I also pulled down my boxer, leaving me completely naked. As soon as they were off, Chase went in front of me and placed handcuffs around my wrists. Dodge went over and turned on the tub, and it slowly filled up with water.
After it was halfway full, I was lead to the tub, where I was made to sit down inside. Dodge sprayed some soapy liquid that made bubbles rise from the water. Then they took off all their clothes except their boxers.
“Don't want to get our clothes wet. I don't have any other cloths clean right now, so I need to keep them. Say, I will add that to your 'to do' list.”
I didn’t say a word as Chase grabbed the sponge and applied more of the liquid soap to it. Dodge grabbed the shampoo and started rubbing it in my head. Dodge slowly scrubbed my head with the soap while Chase washed my torso. Chase ran the sponge down my side and belly, covering my body in suds. Dodge then told me to lay down so he could rinse the soap of my hair. I slid down into the water as I was commanded, and Dodge gently rinsed my hair. Chase continued to wash me as he started on my legs and arms.
And then it came to my privates. I looked at them, waiting patiently to see what they were going to do. “I think that will do.” Chase said awkwardly, avoiding the task.
Dodge then drained the tub and turned on the shower to rinse the suds off my body, once again bringing my body into view. They then helped me out of the shower and effectively dried me with a bath towel. They made sure I was COMPLETELY dry.
“Foster, where's the clothes?” Dodge called out.
“Oh...coming!” Foster said as I heard footsteps run across the floor. But when he returned and he presented my “clothing,” once again I felt humiliated. All he had was a black speedo.
“This is going to be your clothing for the day.” I looked at Dodge, hoping for SOME leniency, but all I got was a devious smile, and I was forced to fit them over my waist. “At least I was covered down there.” I thought.
I was handcuffed behind my back and lead to the living room, where I awaited the next activity..one I knew I wouldn't like. But as I was sat on the couch by my three masters, we heard a knock on the door.
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 2

Post by tony2 » Fri Aug 22, 2014 10:07 pm

good description and great transitions. Keep it up.
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 2

Post by chadmc90 » Thu Sep 04, 2014 12:05 am

Hey guys!
I wanted to let you know that I am working on the next chapters for this and Ghosts and Ropes. Sorry for the long wait. I have been a bit under the weather for a while, and haven't really had the motivation to write much. No worries! There is still more ghosts and snow TUGs coming!
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 2

Post by tony2 » Thu Sep 04, 2014 12:15 am

Stay with it Chad, or I'll write you in to the middle of the Amazon, naked but with a glowing collar around your neck. (see ANTS). You're much safer with your snow and ghosts (grin).
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### Chapter 3

Post by chadmc90 » Mon Sep 08, 2014 12:22 am

Chapter 3
Outside, I could hear the wind picking up speed. The blizzard was still rampant, and there was no chance of us going anywhere. But we were surprised to hear a knock on the door. We didn't think anyone would be out and about in this weather.
“Who the hell could that be?” Dodge said as he went to the door. He peaked through the blinds of the window and saw who it was.
“What's he doing here! Is he crazy?” Dodge said. “Chase, Foster, get Brody back into the bedroom! Make sure he doesn't say a word.”
Chase and Foster looked at each other, and quickly decided it was best for the time being. They lifted me by the arms and walked me back to my room.
I then heard the door open, and then I heard the familiar voice of one of our friends that we knew in the village. His name is Tyler, a blond headed kid that we grew up with. He's around my age, but is even taller than me and Dodge! “Why has he come here?” I thought to myself.
“Dodge! Keeping warm, I see?” I heard Tyler say.
“Obviously, but I see you not so much. What were you thinking coming out here in that storm?” Dodge said back.
“Ha..well, see I actually wanted to come out here and spend time with you guys. You all work all the time and I hardly ever get to see you. This was probably the only chance I have, and I don't want to blow it.”
“Damn. Well I'm flattered you want to stay over, but I didn't want you risking your life just to see us. Look, you're shivering. Get over by the fire and warm up.”
“Oh, man that feels so good.” Tyler says. “So...where's everyone at?”
“Oh, man, I can't wait to show you.” I heard Dodge say, chuckling.
“Oh no!” I think as I see the door opens as Dodge comes in.
“Wait here for a minute.” I heard Dodge sat to him. Dodge closes the door behind him. Dodge explained in a low whisper. “So, I guess Tyler is here to stay until the blizzard ends. Well, we might as well have fun with him, too, don't you agree?”
I was in no position to agree or disagree. Chase and Foster both whispered “Yea!” in agreement, and then they started smiling. “Now what?” I thought, still gagged with that humiliating gag, and now Tyler is gonna see me like this!
Dodge went back to the door and called for Tyler to come in. When Tyler looked around, he saw me, handcuffed on the bed with Dodge and Chase beside me. I looked away from his gaze, even more humiliated than before.
“What the...” Tyler said. “What is going on?”
“Well, Tyler, if you hadn't been to the store, then you may have not noticed their latest products. Bondage gear is now available for purchase, and Brody decided to buy some. I did too, but I didn't know about Brody's equipment until I saw Foster tied up with it this morning. So, now he's our slave for the day.”
Then the thing I was dreading the most happened. Tyler burst out laughing at my predicament. “Oh, wow, Brody. You sure have done it this time. Hey, look up at me.” Tyler said as he walked over and grabbed my chin. I was forced to tilt my head, and Tyler read what was on the gag. “Sissy Slave Boy!?” He said, once again laughing.
“So, Tyler, if you stay here, you have to agree to the rules.”
Tyler turned around and looked at Dodge. “Rules?”
“Yep. We are taking turns being slaves to make it fair. We chose Brody to be the first, but tonight, if he hasn't gotten 5 or more warnings, he will get to choose one of us to be the next slave.” Dodge continued to explain the rules, with Tyler's smirk fading.
When Dodge finished, Tyler said “Whoa, so Brody could choose me at the end?”
“Yep. Fair is fair.” Dodge responded.
“Well, I guess I have no choice. I certainly am not going back out in that.” Tyler said as he looked towards the window, and noticed the wind blowing flurries of snow past by it.
“Good. So we have to decide if you're gonna be a slave or master today. Here, what side?” Dodge said as he pulled a two-sided coin out of his pocket.
“W..wait? You mean I can get tied up NOW?” Tyler said, his eyes widening and Dodge smirking.
“Yep. What side?”
Tyler gulped as he looked at the coin. I was hoping he would join me in his predicament. I didn't want to be at the mercy of four boys. “Heads.” He said nervously.
Dodge flicked the coin in the air. It spun a couple of times as gravity pulled it downwards towards Dodge's palm. As soon as it landed, Dodge immediately used his other hand and covered the results.
“Well, ready to see your fate?”
The blond haired boy looked nervously at Dodge's hand. But I was looking on in anticipation. I really hoped Tyler would also get tied up. “Do it.” he said softly.
Smiling, Dodge slowly lifted his hand, revealing the coin laying in his hand.
I thought Tyler was gonna feint! The coin was laying with the tails side facing upwards, meaning Tyler is gonna be a slave. He backed away from Dodge and the other two as if the prey was being cornered by the predator. “G.gguys..please..” Tyler begged.
Then, the three tackled Tyler to the ground.
“Grab his legs Chase, and you hold his hands Foster.” Dodge ordered his younger siblings as Dodge mounted Tyler's belly as he struggles on the ground. Despite Tyler's resistance, the numbers advantage was too much for Tyler, and now he was restrained to the floor. “Chase, pull off the shirt. Slaves should not wear them.” And Foster did as he was told. Tyler still resisted as he fought is unclothing, but Dodge gave him a quick punch to the gut. “Obey or else.”
As he coughed, Tyler looked frightened when he saw the seriousness in Dodge's eyes. He then complied and allowed Foster to remove his shirt. “Good, that's all there is to it. We're gonna pull off your pants as well. Do it again and I'll hit you somewhere else.”
Tyler gulped as he knew what Dodge meant. I looked on, mesmerized at the dominance Dodge conveyed. Dodge turned around and helped Chase with Tyler's pants, revealing the brown boxers underneath. Tyler turned away in embarrassment and his face blushing red as a rose.
“Okay, Tyler, Brody is currently wearing speedos, which means you should too. BUT, I'm willing to let you keep your boxers if, and ONLY if, you agree to two conditions.”
“A..and what's that?” Tyler asked shakily.
“One, you ALWAYS refer to us as your master. That mean when you are giving orders, you say “Yes, master.” Not even “Yes sir” will suffice. And two: you have to wear this.” Dodge said as he stood up and walked over to the closet. He opened a bag and looked around inside for something. But what he pulled put was even more appalling than even this “sissy slave boy” gag I'm currently wearing.
“This, my friend, is what you will be wearing instead.” Dodge said as he held up the..thing. It was some kind of mask. It could cover a person's entire head, and it was made of leather material. There were two flaps where the eyes were that could be zipped and unzipped. There were holes for both the mouth and nose, but not for the ears. But the most intriguing thing was two metal rings that had leather strips sewn around them and were attached to the mask just below the chin, and connected to those rings was a long leash-like rope. But even so, Dodge also had a collar similar to my own in his hand.
“W..what? I have to wear THAT all day?” Tyler said as his eyes widened.
“I wouldn't bother getting it out if that wasn't my intentions. Of course, you can ALWAYS accept option two, where we strip you of your boxers and put the pink speedo on.”
Tyler seemed as if he didn't know what do do. It was either option A or B, and both of them were cruel. It was either accept the mask and call them “Master,” or it was to be humiliatingly stripped naked and forced into pink speedos. No option was pleasant.
It took about 30 seconds for my fellow slave to answer. “Option...Option A” Tyler softly spoke.
Dodge smiled sadistically as he walked over to the downtrodden boy and once again sat atop his blond friend-turned-slave, and pulled Tyler's head up away from the floor. Dodge slid the black mask over his head, and then zipped it up so it would snug tightly. Dodge then took the collar and fastened it around the neck sleeve of the mask, and locked it in place with another padlock.
“There you go, bud. How does that feel?” Dodge asked, trying to mimic a bit of sympathy.
“Good...master.” Tyler said in defeat.
“You keep that up and you may just get out of this situation earlier. But...there is one thing you should know. If you break the “master” or any rule, you will LOSE the boxers...and Brody will lose his speedos.”
“What!!” I thought when Dodge made up yet another rule! “So if Tyler forgets the rules, I lose what little cover I have over my groin as well?” I thought. I knew I had to make sure Tyler always remembered the words, or else we both will suffer. Tyler looked over at me nervously. I gave him an angry stare, making sure he got the message not to screw up.
“Yes, master. I understand.”
“Good. Now, brothers, we have TWO slaves at our disposal. Now what do we do?”
“Well, I have an idea, Dodge.” Chase spoke up as he went to the closet. Dodge held down Tyler's hands in his brother's place as Chase looked around inside. But instead of looking around in the bag full of Dodge's own bondage gear, Chase pulled out a rather large box.
“Remember in the summertime back when we had to dry our clothes the hard way?” Chase asked.
Dodge looked at him funny. “Yeaaa...we had to load them up in our baskets and take them all out to hang up on the clothesline with...” Then Dodge understood what Chase had in mind. “Wait..are you thinking what I'm thinking.”
“Maybe..lets get them tied to two of the kitchen chairs. I'll explain what I have in mind after we finish.”
And then we were dragged into the kitchen by the three. First they took care of Tyler. They first tied his hands together and to the vertical wooden bars that supported the back of the chair. They then wrapped additional rope around his shirtless torso, taking care to leave plenty of spots open, including his nipples, belly, and sides. They then took the ropes and tied each of his ankles to the legs of the chair, keeping them spread out. Tyler was completely tied to the chair, wrapped in ropes that made an x pattern around his torso.
After they were done with Tyler, I was next as they removed my handcuffs and restrained me in the same way. We sat there, awaiting whatever Chase I had in store for us. I looked to my brother, pleading with him with an expression of pity. But Chase's smile just grew.
Then, he opened the box, and he pulled out a couple of clothespins....
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 3

Post by tony2 » Mon Sep 08, 2014 12:41 am

ouch!
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nobody else will figure out you're faking it.
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 3

Post by xtc » Mon Sep 08, 2014 5:33 am

Good continuation.
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 3

Post by chadmc90 » Tue Oct 07, 2014 5:04 pm

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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 3

Post by tony2 » Tue Oct 07, 2014 7:31 pm

U kiddin' ? Back to your keyboard slave and don't leave it until you've cranked out at least one more chapter. (I figured if I put it that way it might help you get in the mood easier.)
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 3

Post by Hienhien88 » Tue Oct 07, 2014 8:41 pm

I really want to know what happens next

### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 3

Post by HumHumming » Tue Oct 07, 2014 10:08 pm

Chad, I wrote once how much I like this story of yours. That hasn't changed.
I would be really sad to see this story go unfinished.
I am still very much interested and want to see how this is gonna pan out

### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 3

Post by chadmc90 » Fri Oct 10, 2014 10:47 am

Alright, I'll continue. Maybe I'll have another chapter by the weekend.
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### Chapter 4

Post by chadmc90 » Sat Oct 11, 2014 4:45 pm

Chapter 4
Brody
I yelped as a clothespin grasped my right nipple. It wasn't as bad as I had imagined, but still it was proven to be uncomfortable. Bearable, but uncomfortable.
“Hurting already?” Dodge asked me as he took another clothespin from the old cardboard box.
I moaned as another clothespin clamped my other nipple. Dodge gave a flick to the right that caused another surge of pain around the delicate area. I gave him a stern, cold look, but he presumed to ignore my stare. He took another from the box, and placed it beside the one clinging to my right nipple. Then another followed to my left, and soon enough Dodge was placing them all over me. He lined three along each of my nipples, then proceeded to line several down the sides of my torso. He clamped three onto my navel, and then several more down both of my arms. He then clamped a few on my eyebrows, and a couple on my neck. Then he grabbed my nose and one wrapped it's jaws around it, cutting off the bare oxygen that I was breathing through it. The only air I was getting was through my mouth, and it had to remain open in order for me to breath. I was lucky I wasn't still gagged, or else I wouldn't be breathing at all. But I knew Dodge wouldn't do such a thing like that. I may be a slave to him, but I was also his best friend and foster brother.
But now the small pains from all the clamps over my body was starting to get uncomfortable to say at the least. Dodge flicked the ones over my nipples, making me yell and beg. “Please, Dodge! I'll do anything! Please get them off!”
“Hey, you remember your place, slave! You call me master, too.”
I was too preoccupied with all these clothespins across my body to smart off. “Please, master! Please get them off.”
“What? I just got finished putting them on! No, I want you to stay like that for the time being.”
I whimpered as he walked over to Tyler, who was also enduring an onslaught of pins. He was faring no better than me, as he moaned and whined as Chase and Foster clamped them on him. They were put in the same places as Dodge put them on me. When they were finished, they took a step back to admire their handiwork. We were both whimpering and murmuring words of mercy to our masters.
“You guys almost did as good as I did.” said Dodge, smirking as we shook.
“We did better, Dodge!” argued Chase, as he pointed to his and Foster's own handiwork.
“Oh yea? We'll see about that. How about a wager?”
“What do you mean?”
“I think I want to catch up on the latest 'Starman' comics, so I want a break from playing around with the slaves. But I think I'll leave them like this while I do.”
My eyes widened much the discomfort of my eyebrows. “M..Master..P..please..” I begged again.
“But...I'm willing to award the slave that can hold out the longest. I will award the slave that is able to remain silent the longest, and punish the other. We will see who did the better job by seeing which slave will break first.”
I gulped at Dodge's next game. “Break?” I thought. I was already broken! I had already begged for mercy to have these things off of me. I would do anything at this point.
“Okay, that sounds fun.” Chase said as he and Foster giggled.
“So, here's how it will go. The two of you will remain in here while we take a break. I will make lunch soon, but only one of you will get to eat. The one who can remain quiet the most will get to eat. But the one who fails will be punished. And for your punishment for failing, not only will you not get lunch, but you will get a point on your record. And you will also get 'it.'”
“I..it?” I said, now really afraid of what Dodge had in store. I knew I had to beat this game at all cost. I looked over at Tyler, who had a bit of anger in his eyes. I knew that we were enemies now, thrown into a fighting pit by our best friend. I knew that one of us was getting our lunch, and one was gonna endure a fate that we didn't even want to know about.
And Dodge left with his brothers, and the kitchen went silent. It was the longest wait of my life, it felt like. I sat in that chair, arms bound to the back and legs to that of the chairs. I tried to remain as still as I could, hoping the pain to go numb, but every time I flinched pain where I did surged, causing me to moan. The soreness around where the clothespins were attached increased, and it became harder to bear the pain. I found myself sobbing softly at the pain, but I remained diligent. I knew that if I cried out or even said a single word, it would mean trouble for me. I looked over at Tyler, and he was faring no better. He would often shake, causing the same frustrations to ring softly from his mouth. He was whimpering and sobbing alongside me. I knew we were pitted against each other, but I was overly sympathetic to him. How could I not be, with him in the exact same situation as I am.
As I sat there, I found myself thinking about everything, what led up to where I was now. I had wished I just left that bondage equipment alone back in the store. But then I remembered that Dodge bought his own equipment, so it probably wouldn't of mattered. Dodge had bought that equipment just for this purpose. Nothing I could do would probably change it, especially after figuring Chase and Foster was in on it somehow. I could here those two back in their room, likely playing some game with their toys. Even though Chase was 14, he still played with his younger brother. I remember doing that with them when I was that age.
But my mind soon drifted back to the present, as a slight spike of soreness increased in my side. I knew that I had to persevere. I had to beat them at their own game if I was to get my revenge. They may be my brothers, but I wouldn't forget about all this.
For when I get my revenge, I will deliver it in spades. “Dodge, Chase, Foster...I'm coming for you.”
Dodge
“Starslash!” I read as Starman used the fury of Starsbade against BlackHole. BlackHole was able to dodge it, and afterward waved his hand to initiate BlackSpear. The attack sucked up everything around it as, all except Starman, who used CometSlash to break the spear. But BlackHole was able to use DemensionShift and teleport behind Starman, grabbing him by the neck and pinning him to the ground. The BlackVoid glove he had on started to drain Starman of his light, and the glowing StarGem on his vest started to disappear. “Now, Starman, prepare to Die!” I read. When I flipped the page, “Will Starman Die! Find out next week in the next addition.”
“Dammit!” I said as I tossed the comic to the couch. “I hate when they leave off a good story like that!”
I reclined back into the couch as I thought about the next chapter. “Wait, shouldn't Moongirl be close by? She did escape the SolarPrision after all. Damn, I want to know now!”
My mind eventually drifted away from Starman, and back to my slaves. “I wonder how they're holding?” I thought, sniggering. “I can't wait to hear one of them give in!”
I heard Chase playing a game of cards with Foster. It sounded like they were arguing over something. “They're always arguing..” I said as I got up to see what they were doing. I always had to intervene, as they often got into fights. Of course, Chase would always won a physical one, being older and bigger than his little brother. But sometimes they could get the upper hand over me if they worked together.
“Hey, what's going on!” I said as I entered their room. I noticed they were playing SkipShoe when I glanced over the cards.
“Just the same old thing. Foster always cheats when I play this game.”
“No I don't. YOU do! YOU always cheat and blame it on me!”
They looked as if they were about to pounce on each other. I had to think of something to stop them, because I wanted a united front when dealing with the slaves. So, I had an idea.
“Hey, we need to work together, guys. Tell you what, if you two say 'I'm sorry' I'll show you two what I have planned for the loser.”
Their angry faces became of wonder at the mention of my plan. I could tell they were curious, just like any other boy their age. But it wasn't a lie, I had planned to reveal it anyway, but I thought I would hold off after lunch. I guess it didn't matter, though. They would find out eventually.
“So, what is it?” Chase asked excitedly.
“Follow me and I will show you.”
I led them to my bedroom, where Mom and dad once slept. I guess it was the best place to hide such a secret from us. I would of never thought about it, not once, until Mr. L gave me the envelope.
“Here, the mayor wanted me to give this to you when you turned 16. I had almost forgotten about it until recently.”
It was a plain white envelope you would normally put mail in, but the bump and feel of something not shaped like paper made me believe it had something more. On the front, it had writing on it “To our dear children Dodge, Chase, and Foster.” My eyes widened when I saw it.
“It's from Mom and dad?” I asked Mr. L.
“Yea, if you remember I was a close friend to your dad, so the mayor trusted me the most with it. I don't know what's inside, though.”
I could tell that it hadn't been opened, and it had turn a slight shade of yellow from it being stored for all those years.
“Thanks, Mr. L” I said as I left. I wondered what was in it on my way home that day, but I would get more questions than answers that night when I opened it after everyone was asleep.
In it was a key. A very old key, I might add. And along with it was a note from dad. “This key opens the secret we kept from you under our bed. Lift up the rug, and you will find our gift to you and your brothers, Dodge. I hope you have as much fun as we had with our friends. Love you always, Dad and Mom.”
I waited about telling the others of this, so when they were out one day, I moved the bed and lifted up the rug, but what I found was shocking to say the least...
I did the same as I did that day and told Chase and Foster to lift up the bed. They seemed confused, but when I lifted up the rug, I saw their face light up once again when they saw what I saw that day.
“A..A door?” Chase asked me.
“A trapdoor, to be specific.” I took the key from the nightstand and pressed it through the keyhole. I unlocked it and revealed a hole that had a ladder leading down. I grabbed a flashlight as well and told them to follow me down inside. I stepped down from one metal bar to the other and finally onto a concrete floor and into a pitch black room. I turned on my flashlight and looked around for a light switch.
But once the switch went on, Chase and Fosters faces lit up in shock.
“W..what is all this?” Chased asked as he looked around the basement.
“Was this down here this entire time?”
“Mom and Dad hid this from us until I turned 16. It seems we weren’t the only ones into this kind of thing.”
They knew what I was talking about as they gazed at all the equipment. Tables and racks, crosses with leather restraints lined the walls while pulleys hanged from the ceiling and shackled from the ropes that hanged from them filled the room. There was a large area which had tools and a shelf in under it. It was the perfect dungeon, one that I imagined straight of a medieval castle... I was indeed perfect...
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 4

Post by tony2 » Sat Oct 11, 2014 4:58 pm

Great setup --- don''t delay much getting us into the dungeon (grin).
If you believe in yourself enough -
nobody else will figure out you're faking it.
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 4

Post by chadmc90 » Fri Nov 07, 2014 2:41 pm

For all those who are still actually interested in this, then I will have another chapter soon....but I am slowly losing interest in continuing this. PLEASE leave feedback if you are reading! I know I haven't exactly asked in a long time, but my stories are still driven by feedback, and it's really hard to continue when you feel people aren't reading. I don't expect everyone to post something for every chapter, but a simple "Great Story" would do much more for my motivation than you think.
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 4

Post by Ossassin » Fri Nov 07, 2014 4:57 pm

Great Story
I do like this
Funnily enough I like this more than forever young but that is because I enjoy this style more
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
Give me a minute
I'll duct tape you

### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 4

Post by tony2 » Fri Nov 07, 2014 8:13 pm

Chad - don't lose faith --- or you may never get out of the Amazon (grin)....
Keep up your good work....
If you believe in yourself enough -
nobody else will figure out you're faking it.
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 4

Post by HumHumming » Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:13 am

Chad, I know how you feel, an I don't want you to get bogged down in the swamp of no motivation.
You are a great writer and I follow your recent stories with glee.
I hope you'll be able to find the motivation to write, I know that I'll keep reading your stories

### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 4

Post by chadmc90 » Thu Nov 13, 2014 11:23 am

Thanks, guys.
I will update the story as soon as possible. I have been under the weather all week, and haven't felt like working on the new chapter. I guess it's that time of year for me....
This story will be the next one updated, I assure you. Thanks for the patience.
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### Re: Orphaned in the Snow [m/m] - Chapter 4

Post by HumHumming » Thu Nov 13, 2014 12:54 pm

Chad, there's no need to excuse yourself for not posting new updates every week on your stories.
No one will blame you for not making the updates rapid, I'm saying this because I've been very bad lately at bringign out updates of my own.
Trust me, you are one very active writer here