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DEEP FREEZE



The usual Disclaimers, This story is fiction, any names, places or events 
are strictly coincidental. The Story deals with extreme CBT, BDSM, and S&M. 
It takes place in the not to distant future, with all the talk of Global 
warming.



Chapter 1

The alarm went off at the usual time of bright and early 7 AM. I knew the 
coffee was already brewing. I jumped in the shower and then while drying 
off walked out into my living room. Christ it was cold in here. I checked 
the outside temperature. Jesus it was only 2C. I flicked on the furnace set 
the temperature 22C and went put on my sweats. I wonder what happened to 
summer. It was only the 15th of September. Way too cold for this time of 
year.

I walked into my den and flipped on the weather channel and then sat down 
and turned on my computer. As I waited for the computer I watched the local 
forecast. Sunny and windy, temperatures in the mid teens, possibility for 
late afternoon showers, 20%, not much chance. I turned to the computer and 
punched the satellite maps for north America.

Oh maybe I should say I'm an analyst for the Canadian Weather Service. I 
work out of my home east of Edmonton. I have a house on the old Wainwright 
Military Reservation. Used to live in Edmonton, but after a very bad 
experience in my condo, sold it and moved here. I bought a log cabin 
package and had it built for me. Basically a one bedroom with den, large 
living room with a stone fireplace, walk in kitchen, with all the gadgets. 
Only real change was to install a walk in fridge and freezer in what was 
the second bedroom. Buying in bulk was cheaper than just picking things up 
as you go.

Looking at the images from 300,000 km in space gave me a good idea what the 
weather would be like for the next few days. The big high pressure system 
was still over southern Idaho. The other big high was still over the artic. 
A very wet warm low pressure ridge was building in from B.C. but would not 
cross the divide for three or four more days.

Watching the weather channel with one eye I noted Whitehorse YT. Had an 
overnight temperature of minus 10C. Yesterday it was plus 3C. I quickly 
printed off the satellite map and sat down to compare it with yesterdays. 
That arctic high had defiantly moved a couple of hundred miles south. Way, 
way to early for it to start acting up. I was about to call Space Command 
for an update when my phone rang.

"Hello."

"Hi Brian, James here."

"Hi Buddy how you doing?"

"Not good. I got laid off from work and I don't have enough for my rent 
yet. I was hoping you could maybe lend it to me. I promise to pay it back."

"I think I have a better idea. Why don't just move in here. You spend 
almost every weekend here anyway."

"Really. You want me to move in. Then we could play anytime. Yes. Oh Yes!"

"Okay James I'm coming into Edmonton to pick up some supplies I ordered. I'll 
be in around noon tomorrow and pick you up. Pack what you need and we'll 
arrange to store your furniture."

"I don't have any furniture. This is furnished apartment. So I just need to 
pack my personal stuff."

Sounds good James. See you at noon."

"Bye Brian."

"Bye James."

I looked down and saw I had a raging hard on. Wow to have James here all 
the time would be fantastic. But to work. I called space command for an 
updated satellite photo.

If that arctic high moved south in the next few days, it wouldn't be rain 
we'd be getting but snow, lots of snow. The photo confirmed it the high 
pressure center was moving. Not fast but still moving. I wrote up my report 
and fired it off to Ottawa.

If snow and cold was coming now in mid September, this could be a long cold 
winter. I had a lot to do. Fire wood was no problem. James and I had cut at 
least 6 cords. I phoned and ordered a top up of underground diesel tank. 
The diesel ran my emergency generator. Plus both my APC and Hummer ran on 
it. Food stocks I would pick up Tomorrow.

My home is as efficient as I could make it. I had a wind power turbine and 
solar cells on my roof. I put more energy back into the grid than I used. 
Made for a nice cheque every three months from Power Corp.

Knew I needed to put the tracks on the Hummer, but would wait until James 
was here so he could help. Also needed to check out the old APC, to make 
sure it still ran and the hydraulics for the blade worked. I'd wait for 
James to do that too.

The rest of the day I monitored the Arctic High. If it continued at its 
present speed and direction it would be over Central Alberta in four days. 
This was very bad news for the farmers and garden farms. Could be very bad 
news for a lot of people.

I ate a good dinner at about six and after a very long time in my hot tub 
went to bed. Couldn't help myself. I jacked off thinking about James.

As usual I got up at 7. Had a cup of coffee, checked the feeds, confirmed 
my estimate. Wrote a quick report to Ottawa, telling them of my beliefs. 
Told them I would be in Edmonton until Friday morning. Went out climbed 
into my truck and headed to Edmonton. I arrived at about 11:30 and drove to 
James apartment. He was sitting on the steps with two big boxes and two 
suitcases. As soon as he saw his face lit up. I jumped out hugged him and 
then helped him load his stuff. WE went and picked everything I had ordered 
and then booked into the Holiday in on White. No questions were asked when 
I got a one bed suite.

As soon as we were in the suite James stripped naked and knelt on the floor 
with his legs spread.

"Did you bring the Boots?"

"No sorry James. Never even thought about it."

"How about the ones your wearing?"

"Might break my toes."

"Please Brian I really need this."

I thought a second.

"Lay down flat on your back. Grab your cock and hold along your stomach."

James did exactly as I asked. I walked up to him and looked down. I then 
lifted my foot and stomped down on his ball sack as hard as I could. He 
immediately rolled into fetal ball and started to cough and gag.

"Again James?"

When he didn't answer I bent over and slapped his face several times.

"Again James?"

He slowly rolled back onto his back. His cock was hard as a rock. He pulled 
it down onto his stomach.

"Oh yes Sir. Please again."

I looked around the room. The couch had metal arms. I grabbed James arms 
and secured them to the couch. I then secured his legs to the bed feet.

Now spread eagle on the floor he was open to anything I wanted to do to 
him.

I looked at his balls, already enlarged from the first attack. His cock was 
laying along his leg. I reached down and moved it till it was over his ball 
sack.

"Ready Boy?"

"Yes Sir."

I stomped down on the head of his cock. As it shot out of the way I again 
stomped on his balls. Now restrained he could only scream and cry. I knelt 
down between his legs. I reached out and played and squeezed his ball sack. 
Each squeeze just got more tears and cries from him. James was without a 
doubt a real pain animal. I could do anything to him and all he wanted was 
more. As a final action I took my boot off and beat his back sack six or 
seven times until he passed out from the pain. Knowing James he would 
completely recovered in the morning, ready for more.

In the morning as I woke up James was down sucking my cock. I let him suck 
me off and pushed him onto the floor.

"Well James? Still want to come up and stay?"

"Oh yes Brian. Do you want to beat my balls some more now? Their still a 
little sore but you can if you want."

"No Later James. I might want to put them in a vise and squeeze them flat."

"Oh Yes. I can hardly wait."

We ordered breakfast and headed out on the highway about 9:30. The skies 
were clear and the temperature about 5C. Looked like it was going to be a 
nice day. Well as usual I'm a lousy short term weather forecaster. I turned 
on the radio and we listened to the forecaster say, a front was moving in 
from the west bringing heavy rain and high winds. He said later today the 
rain would turn to snow as a massive high pressure system started to move 
south. He was wrong on both counts. Before noon snow was blowing across the 
highway and visibility had dropped to less than a mile. Lucky for us it was 
mostly a tail wind. We arrived home about 12:30 pm and I told James to 
unload his stuff and all the perishables goods. He could leave the meat as 
it was cold enough now to keep it frozen. I said I would see him in the 
garage when he was done.

The first thing I noticed was I had no power. I walked to the auxiliary 
power panel. The wind turbine had shut down when the wind hit 50 kph. And I 
was getting nothing from the out side. Power Corp must have a line down. I 
checked the emergency generator. I had forgotten to switch it to 
auto-start. I hit the start button and quick as a wink the lights came on. 
I turned on the radiant heaters in the garage and heard the intercom come 
alive.

"Brian I got no power, whoops now I have."

"Sorry James, forgot about the emergency generator. Finish up as quick as 
you can. We have a lot of work to do this afternoon."

James came out about 10 minutes later and after about 21/2 hours and a lot 
of sweat, a little blood and many bashed fingers, we were able to get the 
tracks on the humvee. Afterward I walked over and the started the APC. I 
tried the blade but it barely moved. I knew I had a hydraulic oil leak 
somewhere, but I could never find it. We topped up the oil and I tried it 
again. Worked just fine.

I was going to check out the tracks on the humvee, but when I looked out 
you could barely see 20 ft in the blowing snow. Time to get inside. I left 
two overhead heaters on and we ran to the back door of my house. Once 
inside I noted the power could not have been off for long. I t was still 
warm inside.

I told James to start a fire and then make us some lunch.

"Yes Master." was all he said.

I went and washed up and then went to my den. I powered up my computer and 
turned on the TV. I watched the weather channel until my computer powered 
up. I saw not one storm or weather warning on the TV. I ordered the feeds 
for midnight, 6 AM and noon from Space Command. After they were printed up 
I looked long and hard at them. The high had moved 700 km south and was 
sitting over Lloydminster. They should have sunny skies, maybe. The big low 
from BC had slipped over the divide and was now overriding the high. 
Bringing high winds and snow, lots of snow.

I typed an emergency Email to Ottawa.

BLIZZARD WARNING:

ALL AREAS OF CENTRAL ALBERTA AND WESTERN SASKATCHEWAN

BLIZZARD WARNING IN EFFECT. EXPECT HIGH WINDS, BLOWING SNOW AND DECREASING 
TEMPERATURES OVER THE FORECAST AREA. SNOW ACCUMULATIONS OF 10 TO 40 CM, 
MORE IN LOW LYING AREAS. EXPECT HEAVY DRIFTING. STAY OFF THE ROADS. STAY IN 
STAY WARM.

I turned and watched the weather channel. Not 2 minutes after I sent the 
email the screen went red and word for word my warning was posted. I left 
my TV and computer on and went out to see how lunch was coming. James had 
cooked up a plate of grilled cheese sandwiches and a large pot of soup. 
Plus hot chocolate. Perfect for a cold winter day. I noticed he had changed 
into the sheer kilt I bought him that he loved because it showed me all 
that was available to hurt and gave me easy access. Looking at him gave an 
instant hard on and I walked over and drew him into my arms and kissed him. 
He felt my hard cock and dropped to his knees and pulled it out. As soon as 
he had it in my mouth I grabbed his head and forced it deep into his 
throat. Even as he gagged he continued to suck. Didn't take him long until 
I unloaded into his throat. I had to hold him up as he was almost fainting. 
I released him and as dropped to the floor I kicked him in the mouth. Not 
hard but hard enough to draw blood.

"That was for fainting while sucking me boy."

"I'm sorry Master. It will not happen again." I knew it would but stayed 
silent

"Good. Lets eat."

After eating we went and sat by the fire and watched the storm rage 
outside. God help anyone out in this. We spent the afternoon just cuddling, 
hardly speaking. I noticed the wind was dropping, but the snow was coming 
down harder. Going to be lots more than 40 cm out there. We must have 
fallen asleep because the beep, beep, beep of my wind turbine letting me 
know the winds were down enough it could run. I got up and hit the start 
button. Then I switched the generator to automatic. It would shut down when 
enough power was available to run the house and grounds.

"Supper Master?"

"No." I knew what I wanted and walked over, dropped to my knees, lifted his 
kilt and swallowed his cock. I could deep throat James. He had about 7" but 
not too thick. He also tasted great. I knew he could never not faint deep 
throating me. I had over 8" and was as big around as a beer can. He always 
choked and gagged and almost always fainted from lack of air. But he always 
tried. And he knew I would beat him if he fainted. I loved him so much.

When he came it was a full meal. He almost never stopped. He had such huge 
balls, like small grapefruit. Maybe from being beaten so much. When he was 
done he could only lay back. It took so much out of him.

"Thank you Master."

"No Thank you James. For being here."

"This is my dream come true Master. To be with you for ever, for what ever 
you want. I love you Master."

"I really love you too James. Now put some more wood on the fire."

"Yes Master."

I looked out, it was getting dark early, well with so much cloud cover it 
looked like it was getting dark. James brought me a drink and sat down with 
a beer. We were going to start in cuddling again when I heard the double 
beep of my gate sensor. I jumped up and looked out. And then hit the 
outside lights. If someone or something was out there it would need a 
beacon.

I walked to my front door, slipped on my parka, stepped into my mukluks. 
Lucky the wind was from the north west, I opened the front door and looked 
out into the driving snow. Nothing, I couldn't see anything, the lights 
were being reflected on the snow coming down. Oh well maybe a glitch. I was 
about to turn and close the door when I heard.

"Please Mister."

I yelled: "Anyone out there."

"Please Mister help were so cold."

I blindly ran out into the cold, went maybe 10 meters and found two boys 
fighting through the snow. I grabbed both and half dragged half helped them 
to my door. I pulled them inside. Both were in the early stages of 
hypothermia.

"James!" I yelled.

"Start the hot tub. Set the temperature for 80 degrees."

Had to warm these kids up. But too hot could kill them as quick as the 
cold. I herded them into the living room by the fire. I helped them remove 
the snow and ice covered outer clothing. Down to just there wet jeans and 
t-shirts they still shivered and shook.

"Get out of those wet jeans and t-shirts." I told them.

They just stripped, probably some what dazed from the cold. I led them into 
my bedroom and out to the hot tub.

"Take your shorts off and get into the tub I ordered them. The youngest 
just dropped his shorts and slipped in.

The oldest turned to me.

"Can, can you look for our mom and dad. We went into the ditch about a half 
mile up. Dad said for us to come here cause you were always here. Please 
Sir can you go get them."

"What's your name son?"

"I'm Mike Tanner and he's my brother Peter."

"How come your up here so late? Usually your gone by the first of 
September."

"Dad went on a hunting trip, got back late."

"Okay son I'll go get them."

The Tanners were the next property owners down the road from me. They only 
spent their summers here.

"James keep the boys in the tub. Increase the temperature till about 105, 
but slowly, ok."

"Yes Master."

"I'm going out."

"In this storm Master. Please be careful Master."

I wondered if any one else was still up here, as I put on thermal under 
ware and then heavy woolen pants, then wind pants. I put on my parka and 
stepped into my mukluks. I opened the back door and got a blast of cold 
wind and snow in my face. I forced the door closed and bent almost double 
ran to the garage. It took along time to open the big door to get the 
hummer out. At least 15 cm of snow was pushed out of the way. I was 
sweating up a storm before I was even in the hummer. God I hope this fucker 
works, I thought as I eased it out of the garage. We got it right. I hit 
the lights. Couldn't see a thing. Turned them off and I could just make out 
my driveway. I drove out of my place and turned right.

Driving slowly and looking on both sides for Tanners SUV. I'm sure I had 
passed the point where they should be but hadn't seen anything. Maybe they 
got out. Well I figured that Jethrow was probably still in his little 
cabin. But with the power out he could be in trouble. I drove the eight 
clicks to his place. All the homes I passed were blacked out with no lights 
or even smoke from chimneys. I drove up to Jethrows cabin. I could see dim 
light in the windows. I got out and hammered on his door.

He opened the door dressed in parka and boots.

"Fuck am I glad to see you. I'm almost frozen."

I looked around the room. He had fire in the fireplace roaring and candles 
lit the room.

"You better pack some clothes and come with me Jethrow."

"I packed my backpack and was going to try to snowshoe down to your place 
when the wind let up."

"You would died of frost bite before you went a couple of clicks." I told 
him.

"Maybe." he said.

"Shut down your water system and douse the fire."

"Already have."

He picked up a bucket of water and doused the fire, stirred it some and 
poured more water on. Then one by one put out the candles. He looked long 
and hard at the inside of his cabin, then shrugged and walked out and 
closed the door. Didn't even bother to lock it.

He climbed into my Hummer and we set out back to my place. When we got 
close, I Asked him to watch for an SUV in the ditch. I drove slowly with no 
lights

"There! What's that?"

I looked where he was pointing, but couldn't see a thing.

"I don't see anything."

"Stop! Stop!"

I stopped and then flipped on the side lights. There it was. A plumb of hot 
exhaust coming out of the snow.

We both jumped out and almost immediately went up to our waists in deep 
snow.

"Grab the shovel from the back seat." I yelled at him as I dug into the 
snow with my bare hands.

Digging away my hand hit something solid. I brushed the snow away. A window 
all fogged up on the inside. I hammered on the window, but got no response. 
Jethrow came up with the shovel and we cleared the door. Damn thing was 
locked. I was prepared to break it when Jethrow pulled open the back door. 
The first thing we smelled was exhaust fumes. I hit the unlock and pulled 
open the front door. Mrs. Tanner looked like she was sleeping. I checked 
her carotid artery. No pulse. I leaned in side and check Mr. Tanner's 
pulse. He too was dead. Carbon monoxide poisoning. Fuck what do I tell the 
two boys now.

We closed up the SUV after turning off the engine and dousing the lights. 
Climbed back into my hummer to warm up.

"Damn shame that. I liked the Tanners." Jethrow said.

"I have their two sons at my place. I said.

"What are you going to say to them?"

"Nothing for now and don't you say anything either."

"No problem Brian. I'll let you handle it."

We drove back to my place and got the hummer inside and were finally able 
to close the door. There had to be at least 20 cm of snow on the ground and 
it was still coming down.

As soon as we entered the house James was beside me.

"Oh Master I was getting so worried. You were gone so long."

"I'm fine James. This is Jethrow. He'll be staying here too. Going to be a 
little crowded for a few days."

After getting out of our parkas and mukluks, I walked into the bedroom and 
into the hot tub room. Mike and Peter were still in the hot tub.

"Did you find them?" Mike asked.

"Sorry Mike, they may have got out but I will look again in the morning."

"Now you two better get out of there before you turn into prunes."

I pulled a couple of pairs of my long johns out of a drawer.

"These will do until I get your clothes dried."

When both boys stood up, both were sporting hard cocks, very nice hard 
cocks. Mike looked a little embraced, but Peter didn't seem to mind at all. 
After they dried and put on the long johns I led them out to the fire 
place. James had mugs of hot chocolate ready for them. I made all the 
introductions. I also explained that this was a one bed room home, so some 
of them would have to sleep out here in the living room. I had only one 
double air mattress and on double sleeping bag. I didn't tell them I had a 
torture chamber in the basement.

As it was almost midnight now, I said.

"I'll set up the air mattress and sleeping bag on the floor here. I think 
Mike and Peter should share it tonight. Jethrow do you mind sleeping with 
James and me tonight?"

"That sounds fine Brian." I saw a twinkle in his eye.

He was looking forward to it. I had sucked Jethrow off on many occasions 
and he had sucked me. I even let him fuck me once. He was quite good in 
bed.

"That's good." Mike said.

When I looked at Peter, he was looking at James and not at his face, but at 
the outline of his cock in his kilt. Very interesting. I was sure Peter was 
gay. But what about Mike. Both had hardons when they came out of the tub, 
but Peter wasn't bothered by it but Mike was.

Oh well time would tell.

We all retired for the night. Peter and Mike to the sleeping bag and James, 
Jethrow and me to my bed. James and Jethrow quickly stripped. Jethrow I saw 
had added two nipple rings and a Prince Albert ring, as well as two in his 
ball sack. Wow! I didn't think he was the type. The thought of what I could 
do in my torture chamber to him made me rock hard.

When I stripped, James almost swooned. I climbed into bed between them.

"Can I fuck you Master?" James said.

"Only if Jethrow will let me suck him off."

I rolled on my side and Jethrow turned to shove his cock into my mouth. 
James pushed his cock into my ass crack and entered me without any lube or 
pre work. It hurt like hell as James forced his cock in and if I hadn't had 
Jethrow shoving his cock deep into my mouth and throat I would have 
screamed at the intrusion. But James knew I would get back at him in ways 
he loved. Pain. James fucked me with long, hard thrust until he unloaded. 
He quickly pulled out and Jethrow pushed me onto my back. He raised my legs 
and then just pushed his cock into me. James straddled my chest and forced 
his cock into my mouth. Jethrow used long slow thrusts as he fucked me, 
almost bringing me to orgasim. After Jethrow came inside me, he too just 
pulled out. I could feel the two loads slowly leaking from my ass.

"Rim me James."

Oh Yes Master."

James went down on my ass and started lick and drink the fluids running 
from my ass.

"Suck me Jethrow!"

Jethrow only hesitated a second and then he was sucking on my cock. He 
couldn't deep throat me either but he could take more than anyone else ever 
could. After being fucked by both it didn't take long before I was holding 
Jethrows head as I blew into his throat my load. After that we just cuddled 
together and slept.

I awoke at seven am. James was sucking Jethrows cock. I had to reclaim 
control over James real quick.

"Down stairs in the position in 10 minutes." I whispered in his ear.

It didn't give him much time. I rolled out of bed slipped on my robe and 
went for coffee.

I looked in on Mike and Peter. Both were sleeping soundly. I looked at my 
watch. 15 minutes had gone by. I sat and finished my coffee and then walked 
over to the locked door to the torture chamber. It was unlocked. So James 
had heard and understood. I walked in and locked it behind me. Walked the 
few steps to the lower door, entered and locked it behind me. James was 
kneeling with his legs spread, the harness he was wear held his cock up and 
out of the way, so his balls hung all alone. I wasn't wearing my boot I 
used to inflict ball pain. Instead I walked over and picked a wide leather 
belt.

"Did I give you permission to suck off Jethrow?

"No Master."

"Why did you not use lube last night when you fucked me?"

"I forgot Master."

"You wont forget ever again."

I swung the belt with all the might I could across his face. He was thrown 
over onto his side, crying in pain. More than shocked that I hadn't kicked 
him, but had strapped him.

"GET BACK INTO THE POSITION NOW!"

James struggled up into the position.

I then struck him over the other cheek, just as hard and he fell crying to 
the floor.

The belt I used was a rough leather belt with a handle. I normally used to 
strap James on his ass. Some times as many as a hundred stokes. Now I had 
used it on his face.

"Stand up James."

He struggled to his feet and I led him over to my chain vise. This vise is 
normally used to hold steel pipe that has to cut or welded. I pulled his 
cock into it and then tightened it down. I wrapped a rope around the head 
and pulled it down over my anvil. I picked up a rubber hammer. I then 
looked at James.

He had two very red welts on each cheek. Tears were still streaming down 
his face.

"You made a mistake James."

"Yes Master."

"While you are here, you will never, ever do anything with out my 
permission."

"Yes Master, I'm sorry Master."

"As It was your cock that got you into trouble, I am going to punish your 
cock, but I'm going let you chose how many times I beat it."

"No please Master. You chose please Master."

"Not this time. Unless you chose, I will beat on your cock until it is 
useless. Chose James."

The most I had ever beat his cock this way was about 7 strokes. But he had 
not been able to get a hard on for three days.

"Chose James or else."

"Ten strokes Master. Please beat my cock ten times.

"As you wish."

I picked up the hammer and slammed it down onto his cock. He let out a cry 
of sheer pain. By the fifth stroke he was silent. The last five were as 
hard as I could hit him. He seemed to be in a trance, totally out of it. 
His cock looked like a piece of tenderized beef. He wouldn't be using it 
for a few days. I released him from the vise and as a final punishment 
wrapped a wire around the base of his cock. Now he would have to come to me 
to even piss.

"Go tend to our guests."

"Yes Master." he said crying.

He left the dungeon, knowing that I could and would do anything I liked or 
disliked to him. Anything at all. He was just my toy. And I was going to 
make all the others my toys too. Peter first, then Jethrow. Mike last. Mike 
would be the hardest to change. But he would change or end up just a frozen 
corpse in the cold. My mind was already made up. All my guests would become 
my sex slaves or die. Who would know?"

End Of Chapter 1

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