Power Play

by Euphrosyne

URL: http://www.area52hkh.net/ase/euphrosyne/power.php
Summary: Was Daniel Shifu's only student? Some lessons are more painful than others. Will Daniel skew the grade curve?

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, Jack, really."

"I was scared. Doc said it wasn't a coma, but it sure looked like one to me."

"I was dreaming."

"About?"

"Stuff."

"Stuff? Daniel?"

"Shifu was teaching me through my dreams."

"Good dreams?"

"Ahh, not really."

"Bad dreams. A nightmare then?"

"Closer to the truth. I guess."

"So,... gonna tell me about it?"

"Ah, no, actually, I wasn't"

"Was I in it?"

"Jack, why are you bugging me about this?"

"Because you aren't volunteering information, Daniel. When you don't volunteer information I get worried."

"You mean you only worry when I STOP talking?"

"Something like that."

"Well,... get over it, Jack."

"Why won't you tell me?"

"WHY, are you so hot to know?"

"Because I think I know what it was about and that's why you're not talking."

"Oh?"

"Yeah."

"Well, do tell. THIS, I have to hear." Daniel closed the volume he had been working from, took his glasses off and leaned back in his chair, folding his hands across his middle, looking up into Jack's face.

Jack pushed two more books towards the middle of the desk and took up residence on the vacated corner one leg dangling the other still on the floor.

"I'm not so sure I should tell you." Jack looked at the smug grin on Daniel's face.

"Oh no way, are you getting out of it now, so spill, O'Neill."

"Not here."

"Excuse me?"

"I said, not here."

"I heard what you said. I just don't understand why you said it?"

"I'll meet you topside in fifteen minutes." Jack hopped off the desk edge and with a broad grin, shoved his hands in his pockets and walked out the office door.

Daniel was left sitting at his desk with his mouth open, stunned.

Jack O'Neill leaned against the passenger side door of his truck. He checked his watch for the tenth time in as many minutes; he didn't really expect Daniel to make his fifteen minute deadline, so he had at least ten more minutes of this before he should realistically even start to look for Jackson. He decided to use the opportunity to do a little housekeeping. He opened the door and leaned in disappointed that, other than a stray dime, there was nothing to remove or straighten. He put the dime into the ashtray where he kept change and closed it.

"Did you loose something?" Daniel came up behind him so quietly he hadn't heard him; Jack nearly lobotomized himself standing up before he leaned back out of the cab.

"DON'T DO THAT!"

"What?"

"You snuck up on me on purpose!"

"I snuck up, ON YOU?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, yeah, THAT'S believable. ME, a geeky archeologist, successfully sneaks up on YOU, a special ops colonel. Nobody will believe that for a minute."

"Get in the truck, Jackson." Jack said with almost deadly precision.

"Getting in the truck now, sir." Daniel decided to accede to Jack's order, effectively ending THAT conversation.

"So, you were going to tell me what my dream was about?"

"Later."

"That's what you said before."

"When we get there."

"Where?"

"My house."

They rode to Jack's house in virtual silence; Daniel kept looking at Jack, attempting to start a conversation. Jack ignored him and kept driving, only turning in Daniel's direction when they pulled into the drive. Daniel followed Jack to the house and in the door. Jack went through to the kitchen, Daniel to the couch in the living room.

Jack came back from the kitchen with two beers and handed one to Daniel before settling down in the chair across from the couch.

"So, Jack. You were going to tell me about my dream?"

"It was about me."

"You keep saying that. It MIGHT have been about you, it MIGHT have been about any number of people. What makes you so sure it was about you?"

"Because I had one too." Jack said flatly.

Daniel's brow furrowed and he sat the beer carefully on the coffee table.

"WHAT?"

"I said, Shifu gave me one too."

"Shifu gave you a dream?"

"Yes."

"How do you know it was from Shifu?"

"Because he said it was. I wasn't sure what was going on. It was like being dropped into the middle of a movie. You were sitting there in this big chair, pushing buttons..."

"WHAT!" Daniel sputtered and sat up straighter.

"I said. You were sitting in this big chair in some kind of a control room, and I tried to shoot you."

Daniel paled. It was bad enough he knew about the terrible monster he had become in his dream; but for Jack to know too, was almost heartbreaking. He needed a diversion, and fast.

"Doesn't sound familiar."

"You destroyed Moscow. You were going to take over. You were going to protect the earth from the Goua'ld, but only if we submitted to you. No use denying it, Daniel. I can see it was the same dream he gave you."

"Why?"

"Why did he give me the same dream or why did you destroy Moscow? Didn't he tell you?" Jack asked.

"No, he didn't."

"Evidently he thought I would be able to help you understand what happened."

"And can you?"

"Well, sort of."

"Sort of? Jack do you have ANY idea what Shifu meant by that dream?"

"Well I know what he meant by the next part." Jack said proudly.

"Wait... What next part?"

"After you destroyed Moscow, when you had me thrown into that little room."

"What little room?"

"The cell you kept me in." Jack looked down at the bottle in his hands pulling at the label's edges.

"My dream didn't go that far, Jack." Daniel said softly.

Jack looked up quickly. "It didn't?"

"No, it didn't. I woke up right after I destroyed Moscow."

"Ahh... uh, never mind then." Jack flushed a color Daniel had rarely seen him turn.

"What happened in YOUR dream, Jack?" Daniel leaned forward.

"Uh, I'm not sure."

"BULLSHIT! You said Shifu gave you the dream to help ME understand. How is that likely to happen if you won't discuss it?"

Jack looked straight into Daniel's eyes and sighed.

"You had a couple of goons beat the crap outta me and then throw me into a little room off your master control room. Then you paid me a visit."

Daniel looked down nervously and swallowed hard, then looked back into Jack's eyes.

"What happened then, Jack?"

"You raped me Daniel."

"WHAT!"

"You came into the room and told me that you loved me and then you raped me. Your goons held me down and you fucked me. Then you made me suck you off, and fucked me again. It went on like that for days, sometimes you fed me, sometimes you didn't, sometimes your goons just got to practice their punching skills on me."

"Oh my god, Jack. Why?"

"That's what I kept asking you Daniel. You never answered except to say 'NOW I have everything that I want' what did you mean by that Daniel?"

Daniel could no longer meet Jack's gaze. Looking out the big window instead, he flushed red.

"It was just a dream, Jack."

"But dreams teach, Daniel. Shifu said that. There was something we were supposed to learn from that particular dream. What?" Jack took a deep draw on the beer and looked towards the mantle where his ribbons and awards hung in frames.

"What is it you want, Daniel? Why would Shifu give me a dream like that? I thought we were friends, Daniel?"

"We are friends, Jack." Daniel sighed. "I told you my dream didn't go that far. I had no idea." Daniel didn't sound sincere, even to himself.

Jack was a master of the nuances of body language especially when the body was Daniel's.

"Oh, you had IDEAS all right. You have them even now. Maybe you didn't have the dream this time but I suspect you've had it before... or one very similar."

"Jack, you're way off the mark here..."

"I don't think so, Daniel... Do you want to fuck me?" Jack asked, his eyes now fixed in deadly earnest on Daniel.

"WHAT?"

"I said, do you want to fuck me, Daniel?"

"That's ridiculous, Jack. We're both straight?"

"Are we, Daniel? Have you ever ASKED me if I'm straight?"

"Well..."

"NO, you have NEVER even considered that I might be gay. You just assumed... Well, I've got news for you!"

Jack downed the rest of his beer and stood, heading for the kitchen and another beer. Daniel stared after him, mouth gaping in shock. Jack chuckled to himself at his timing, perfect as usual. He took several seconds to dispose of the old bottle and snag a new one, in no hurry to rush back into the living room where Daniel sat aghast. He turned and started back in, sitting once again in the armchair in front of the window.

"How long?" Daniel managed.

"How long what, Daniel? How long have I been gay? Is THAT what you were going to ask?"

Daniel swallowed and looked down at his hands, then looked Jack squarely in the eye. "Yes, that's what I WAS going to ask?"

"All my life, Daniel. I've been bisexual all my life. Truthfully, I prefer men to women. But sometimes my tastes lean to the softer, rounder bodies of women." Jack looked as Daniel flushed crimson. "That shocks you, I'm sorry. You were never meant to know. No one was ever meant to know."

"But Sara..."

"Sara knew and understood. We agreed before we got married. A single officer doesn't get very far in the special forces, you're expected to be married. It shows stability. I got married and promoted in the same year. We went to Vegas and celebrated my promotion. I picked up someone and brought him back to the hotel and we had a three way. I did Sara, and he did me." Jack took a deep breath and sighed, "That was the night, we're pretty sure, that Charlie was conceived." Jack looked down at his hands again, lost in the thought for a moment. Then, he looked up, a small smile just flickering around his mouth. "But I digress. I was asking you a question that you were trying to evade. Well?"

"Well, what?" Daniel asked, his train of thought completely derailed by Jack's sudden announcement.

"Do you want to fuck me?"

"Oh, THAT. Do you want me to?"

"I dunno, are you going to have your goons beat me up?"

"Why? Would you like me to? Sorry to disappoint you, but I have no goons."

"Well, will you tie me to the bed with those things... like in the dream?"

"With the silk cords?" Daniel knew he was busted the moment he opened his mouth. Now Jack was sure.

"I thought your dream didn't go that far."

"Not the one Shifu gave me. It didn't. But, you're right, there have been other dreams."

"How long?" Jack sat back now that the secret was out.

"How long have I had these dreams or how long have I been gay?"

"How long have you had these dreams? I KNOW how long you've been gay." Jack said smugly.

"You do? How?" Daniel was stunned.

"Please, Daniel, acquiring hidden information has been my life's work till the SGC. It's what I do, and I'm very good at it. But if you need proof I can tell you all about every partner you've ever had, one night stands included. I probably know more about some of them than you did. For instance..."

"ENOUGH! That's enough!" Daniel raised both hands in a gesture of surrender. "Since Nem, I thought the dreams were a side effect of the memory device he used."

"Are they always the same?" Jack took a swig of beer.

"When did you become Sigmund Freud? No, they're not identical but the theme is always the same." Daniel picked up his beer, took a drink and fidgeted with the bottle.

"Domination and slavery right?" Jack tilted his beer and took another deep drink, watching Daniel pale at his words.

"How?... Wha..."

"Easy, Daniel. I told you, information is my business. What if I told you I might enjoy your dream?"

Daniel's eyes got wide and he flopped back into the cushions of the sofa, stunned.

"Are you serious, Jack? Because I will NOT appreciate it if you are teasing me about this?"

Jack's eyes bored directly into his as he answered, "Deadly serious, Daniel."

Daniel took a deep breath and sighed then removed his glasses.

"Come here, Jack." Daniel leaned forward and picked up his beer, then leaned back and waited. Jack stood and crossed the room, placing his now empty second bottle on the coffee table and moved to the sofa.

"Kneel here." Daniel motioned to the area directly in front of him between his legs, and Jack complied. Daniel put one hand on Jack's face and tilted his chin upwards. "Are you sure, Jack?"

"Yes."

Daniel had all he needed he leaned forward and plundered Jack's mouth, leaving them both breathless and aching for more.

"Get up." Daniel ordered. Jack looked confused and slightly hurt but followed the direction.

"Strip." Daniel seemed to be getting very comfortable with giving directions now. Jack moved quickly to follow his orders, standing finally naked in front of Daniel.

"Go close the curtains." Daniel ordered and Jack moved towards the big window drawing the curtains closed. Daniel reached over to the coffee table and moved the chess set to the nearby end table. Then he swept Jack's empty beer bottle and the book that remained on the table on to the floor. Jack turned and came back to the sofa.

"Lie on the coffee table." Jack looked at Daniel, who had suddenly acquired the best poker face he had ever seen, and had no clue what he was up to, so he laid down on the coffee table, on his back, his dick hardening with every passing second.

Daniel touched him, everywhere. He stroked across his chest flicking at a nipple with his forefinger, making Jack gasp. He laid his hand flat on Jack's belly, hot against the cooling skin. With a fingertip he traced every scar he saw, and there were a lot, some over top of other scars. Jack closed his eyes against the feel of Daniel's fingers.

"Open your eyes, Jack." The brown eyes snapped open and looked up at him.

"That's better." Daniel squeezed a nipple and smiled as Jack moaned at the sensation. Daniel reached down and traced the line of hair from Jack's chest down and ran a finger along the length of Jack's cock, causing the man to shiver and moan again. Then Daniel sat back on the sofa and smiled when Jack looked over at him.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are right now?" Daniel asked shaking his head. "Suck me, now." Daniel laid his arms along the back of the sofa on either side of himself as Jack got up and moved to kneel between his legs and undo his pants.

"Stop!" Daniel brought one hand down and grabbed Jack's wrist. "Leave the pants on, just unzip me." Jack refastened the button of the pants and unzipped the zipper, reaching in through trousers and boxers to bring Daniel's erection out where he could follow his orders.

Jack held the erect organ in his thumb and forefinger looking up at Daniel's face as he opened his mouth and went down on him. Daniel continued to stare at him and took a long drink from his nearly warm beer as Jack attended his organ. Then Daniel looked at Jack licking the length and poured a little beer on his cock, smiling as Jack lapped the beer away as if it was his only source of moisture. Daniel finished off his beer and sat the empty bottle in the corner of the sofa, watching as Jack swallowed him till his face was buried in the front of Daniel's pants.

"Umm, oh yessss." Daniel hissed and reached up to stroke Jack's hair.

"More." Daniel hissed and Jack went at his task with renewed vigor, nibbling and sucking harder. Daniel's hips made small thrusts at his mouth, and Jack met the thrusts with a deep swallow his throat squeezing around Daniel then a long suck as the organ pulled out of his mouth. Both of Daniel's hands were on his head now, the hips thrusting deeper and more regularly. Daniel held Jack's head in place as he fucked his mouth, easing off when Jack gagged.

Finally, Daniel stilled as Jack went down, and he shot his load deep into the colonel's throat, reaching down to hold Jack's head still while he finished pumping his throat full. When he was through, he dropped his hands from Jack's head and fell back into the soft cushions again. Jack looked up at Daniel's face.

"Lick me clean and put it away now." Daniel felt melted and sleepy, the orgasm into Jack's throat something he had desired for a long time. When Jack was done he sat back on his heels and waited for Daniel's next order.

"Get me another beer." Daniel demanded and Jack picked his way back to a standing position to go into the kitchen for another couple of beers.

"You don't need one, Jack!" Daniel shouted as he heard the door to the fridge close then open again as Jack replaced the beer he had taken for himself. He came back into the living room and handed Daniel his beer, then stood watching as he took a deep drink, licking his own lips.

"Thirsty?" Daniel asked "Come here." Daniel pointed for Jack to kneel between his legs again and Jack struggled back into position. Daniel lifted Jack's chin with a finger then took a mouthful of beer and leaned in for a deep kiss gifting Jack with a mouthful of beer.

"This what you want, Jack? From now on when we are together, you will do as I order. You will speak, eat, and drink only when and what I allow, and how I allow you to have it. You will be naked at all times, unless I order otherwise. Is that understood?" Daniel held Jack's chin forcing him to look him in the eye.

"Yes, Daniel." Jack said softly.

"Jack are you sure you want this? I do love you. I have for a long time; I've waited so long to be able to even just touch you. This is like every wish come true. I can live without the rest, you don't need to do this for me..."

"But I need to do this for me, Daniel; you forget you aren't the only one with dreams here. I've wanted this for a long time, more now then ever. I love you, Daniel...Master." Jack lowered his eyes and his voice at that, "How can I please you, Master?"

Daniel smiled and lifted Jack's chin again, drawing him into a deep and tender kiss. Sliding off the sofa and onto his knees on the floor to wrap his arms around Jack and pull him to his chest.

"Just for me, Jack. All for me, use the rest of today, and think about it. Give me your decision tomorrow, it won't change the fact that I love you. It won't change that we're making a new start. If this type of relationship isn't one hundred percent what you want then we'll start over again."

"No need, Master. It IS what I want, always has been. I just never before found someone who cared enough about me to do it. Sara, only enjoyed some of it, always stopping just short of what I enjoyed the most. I trust you, Daniel. I want this." Jack smiled and held Daniel closer. They kissed again and Daniel got up and walked across the living room stopping in front of the mantle.

"Get up, Jack." He said without looking at the colonel still kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa. Jack struggled to his feet, the kneeling hard on his knees and his back. He turned to face Daniel, standing at the fireplace.

"Touch yourself. I want to watch you bring yourself off." Daniel turned to face Jack now. Jack's hands started at his chest and moved from one nipple to the other pinching and rubbing. One hand moved down to his belly, tracing the line of hair that led to his groin. Daniel moved to sit in the armchair that Jack had vacated he crossed his legs and folded his hands across his chest.

Jack's right hand took his hard cock and squeezed a little, freeing a large drop from the end to fall on the coffee table he stood behind. Then his strokes started in earnest, pulling with a twist at the end, working towards the only gratification he'd had since that one time with Laira. Expert motions designed to bring his aching to an end as quickly as possible, ridding him of unrequited desires, this was the first time anyone since Sara had seen these motions, that thought made him harder yet.

"Need a little help there?" Daniel asked almost whimsically. Jack nodded, lost in his own effort.

"STOP!" Daniel ordered and Jack stopped with a groan.

"Pick up your shirt and cover the arm of the sofa with it." Daniel pointed to Jack's knit shirt laying in a puddle on the hardwood floor. Jack bent and picked up the sky blue shirt and draped it carefully over the arm of the sofa, almost covering the beer bottle that Daniel had abandoned there.

Jack glanced at him, and then moved to comply.

"Did you have a problem with obeying my orders, slave?" Daniel asked.

"No, Master."

"Then I suggest you move to comply with them a little faster in the future."

"Yes, Master."

"Stand up against the sofa arm, and lean over." Daniel motioned with his hand.

Jack stood up against the arm of the sofa and bent at the waist his hard cock laying on his shirt that protected the sofa arm.

"Hump it." Daniel said in response to the groan Jack gave when his aching dick touched the shirt covered sofa arm. Jack started to thrust his hips a little moving his dick back and forth on the soft shirt. Jack closed his eyes and started to succumb to the sensation, Daniel got up and crossed the room, taking the beer bottle from the sofa, he moved behind Jack and laid a hand flat on his back and began stroking in long motions down, as he thrust groaning against the furniture. Daniel stroked across each buttock, pausing briefly to lean around and stick his fingers in Jack's mouth, then moved back again to the taut buttocks. He parted them and extending his index finger stroked up from behind Jack's balls and ran his finger around the ring of muscle, teasing at the opening. He finally thrust one finger inside slightly and Jack pushed back against the intruder seeking further stimulation. Jack groaned and thrust forward against the sofa arm and then back again, impaling himself deeper while Daniel's hand remained motionless. He inserted a second finger when Jack thrust back again, and began to scissor them, moving them in and out in time with Jack's thrusts. Then Daniel removed his fingers and placed the end of the beer bottle in his mouth, wetting the opening. The next time Jack moved back, instead of Daniels fingers he met the wet mouth of the long necked beer bottle. Daniel pushed the bottle end in and held it in place allowing Jack to accommodate the new intruder. Jack moaned loudly, and thrust back further impaling himself.

"Show me how good you can fuck yourself, Jack. Show me you deserve my attentions, that you are good enough for me to bother fucking you." Daniel sounded slightly short of breath, his voice husky.

"Yes, Master!" was the breathy reply as Jack rocked back and forth across the sofa arm and onto the beer bottle. Daniel held the bottle in place and watched Jack's performance, squirming slightly as he again hardened in the confines of his trousers, his patience shortening even as his dick lengthened.

"Stop!" Daniel could stand no more. He moved from behind Jack to his side.

"I want to fuck you now, open my pants." Jack shifted slightly to free his arms and allow him to reach the front of Daniel's pants. He unzipped and then unbuttoned the khaki trousers, Daniel pushed them down and out of the way. Jack looked up at Daniel's face as he hooked his long fingers in the waistband of the boxers and pulled them out and down in front, Daniel pushed them down off his hips. They puddled around his ankles with his trousers till Daniel kicked off his loafers and allowed the pants to follow, shaking them from each leg, and then kicking them out of the way, across the hardwood floor. He lifted Jack's chin with a finger and leaned down to kiss him softly, then, standing he palmed his dick and moved it in front of Jack's mouth. Jack opened his mouth and wet the blunt head of Daniel's erection, looking up into the dilated blue eyes. Daniel ran his hand through the soft strands on Jack's head and moved back around to the arm of the sofa he removed the beer bottle and placed the tip of his cock at the entrance, he moved one hand to Jack's hip and bent forward slightly at the waist. He pushed forward against the resistance and forced the blunt head through the tight ring, stilling immediately, allowing Jack to relax. With a small groan Jack started to push back looking for more. Daniel rocked forward and went deeper then pulled almost all the way back out. He rocked his hips and thrust forward again, each thrust sheathing himself further in Jack's heat. He leaned into the motion now, crushing Jack's erection against the sofa arm with each movement.

"I love you... you are soo good, so tight. Oh, god. I love you, Jack." Daniel lunged forward in short strokes. Jack moaned under him and moved back to meet his thrusts, urgent in his motions now, needing more.

Jack's sweat dripped onto the sofa, his hair plastered to his head, Daniel moved across his back, their sweat mingling to ease the friction. Finally, Daniel stilled and arched shooting his load far into Jack. Jack crossed the edge with the sensation, spilling into the shirt. Daniel collapsed across his back, his cock still twitching within, Jack's muscle contractions milking every drop out of his cock.

Daniel pulled out and Jack groaned at the loss, Daniel reached down and rubbed up and down the slick back, "Stand up, Jack." he said softly.

Jack pushed up off the sofa arm and rose slowly to a standing position, putting his fist in the small of his back as he stood. Daniel grabbed him and pulled him close, "Are you okay?"

Jack nodded and moved into Daniel's embrace, leaning in to return the kiss.

"And you're sure this is what you want, Jack?"

"It's what I want, Daniel. Thank you."

"Then you can remove the rest of my clothes and clean up this mess, I'm going to take a shower, you may join me when you're done." Daniel placed a final soft kiss on Jack's mouth and stepped back. Jack unbuttoned Daniel's shirt with shaking fingers and peeled it off, then, lifting the sweat darkened gray tee shirt he pulled it carefully over Daniel's head. Daniel moved in the direction of the master bedroom and bath, leaving Jack alone to sort out the living room. He moved quickly depositing the beer bottles in the kitchen and the soiled clothes in the laundry room, replacing the items on the coffee table; he turned for a last look around before heading off to the bathroom to join his master.

Jack moved to the bureau and removed two pairs of sweat pants and sweat shirts, then moved to the bathroom. The door was open and he went quickly to the side of the shower, moving a couple of large bath sheets into easy reach, then slid the shower door open and moved inside. Daniel turned, smiling and pulled him close moving them both under the steamy spray, lather already dripping from his chest and shoulders. Jack leaned right in and began to kiss and nibble his neck moving without a thought to the soapy chest and began laving an already hard nipple.

"Wait." Daniel stepped back through the spray and picked up the bath sponge and shower gel applying the gel liberally and working up a lather then approaching Jack again and reaching for his right hand. He started at the right hand and moved methodically up the arm and then across the body covering Jack from head to toe in rich, woodsy scented lather. He handled Jack's flaccid organ and balls with care and tenderness, and then turned the man around to repeat the performance on the reverse side. He washed Jack's buttocks carefully, almost reverently, stroking at the abused muscle with a long soapy finger, till Jack groaned. Daniel smiled and then directed the steamy spray lower to rinse the lather away then knelt quickly and replaced his stroking index finger with his tongue. Jack nearly jumped through the shower door at the sensation but quieted and placed one hand on the shower wall to steady himself when Daniel pulled him back against his face with both hips.

"Oh, god! Danny!... More!" Jack squirmed as Daniel opened him again, plunging his tongue deep, then Daniel leaned back and turned Jack around, allowing the spray to rinse the soap from his now burgeoning erection he took Jack in his mouth. He licked all around the head and then swallowed him, once again grabbing at both hips to hold him in place. Daniel's head bobbed up and down falling into an easy rhythm, then he slipped one hand up behind Jack's balls fingering at the ringed muscle, again seeking entry. He glanced up to see Jack's response at being impaled again so soon and was relieved to see Jack smiling down at him. He eased his middle finger inside searching for the nub he knew would reduce Jack to a quivering mass, swallowing Jack's length and burying his face in the wet curls at the base of his cock. He came back up sucking hard on the glans as he allowed all but that much to leave his mouth. Then went down again and crooked his finger inside Jack's channel as he swallowed him to the base again. The second time was too much for Jack and he came in sharp spasms that doubled him over, spilling down Daniel's throat. Daniel flexed and extended his finger a final time massaging the nub, as Jack's muscles clenched around Daniel's finger, as if to keep it. Daniel withdrew his finger and sucking hard then kissed Jack's softening organ, allowing it to drop from his mouth to guide the sliding Jack down to the floor of the shower safely.

Daniel stood and smiled down at Jack, "Come on, the water will be getting cold." Then he rinsed himself off and moved out of the shower. He extended a hand to help Jack to his feet and Jack rinsed the residual suds away, turned the shower off and stepped out. He picked up a bath towel and began to dry Daniel with careful strokes, then toweled his hair dry in soft spikes. Daniel allowed him to dry his hair then walked away into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling on the soft sweat pants. Jack dried himself and moved to the bedroom and picked up the second pair of sweats.

"What are you going to do with those, slave?" Daniel asked, stopping Jack in his tracks.

"Uh, I was putting them away."

"Yes, you were. Remember YOU don't get the privilege of wearing clothes. I don't want to have to punish you, for infractions on our first night together." Daniel smiled sweetly, then pulled the sweatshirt over his head. He reached out and patted Jack's butt as he bent to return the second pair of sweats to their drawer. Daniel noticed how cold Jack was when he touched him, and wanted to reach out and gather the man into his arms and wrap him in warmth, but he resisted. He wanted Jack to know what he was getting himself into in this relationship. Jack stood and moved back to the foot of the bed where Daniel was sitting and watching him, then he knelt at his feet.

"Master?"

Daniel stood and walked to the door, "Follow me." Daniel moved back to the living room and picked up his shoes from the end of the sofa he slipped them on and picked up his wallet from the coffee table where Jack put it after removing it from Daniel's soiled pants. He sat in the armchair and Jack moved to kneel in front of him.

"I have to go out. While I am gone, you will start a fire and make a pot of coffee. You will be kneeling in this spot as you are now when I return. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master." Jack responded.

"Any deviation from my exact instructions will result in punishment, do you understand that as well?"

"Yes, Master."

Daniel leaned forward and kissed Jack softly. "I love you, Jack." Then Daniel got up and snagged Jack's keys from the table near the door and left.

Jack sighed and got slowly to his feet, he was stiff and cold, he decided the smartest thing to do would be to start the fire first and he set about to lay a large blaze in the hearth. If he was going to have to remain naked he wanted at least some ambient warmth. After the fire was going he moved to the kitchen, the floor like ice against his bare feet. He took the coffee beans from the freezer and ground them then set the pot to brew. He would have to get one of those fancy French press things that Daniel liked so much, he knew Daniel only tolerated Jack's drip maker out of courtesy, if he wanted the man to spend time here he too, was going to have to become a coffee snob. He got out his mug and Daniel's, then thought better of it and put them both back. He moved back to the living room and stoked the fire a little higher and was about to move into position when his bladder decided that it too, required attention and he moved towards the master bathroom turning on the hall light as he went. He relieved himself and arrived back in the living room in time to see Daniel pull into the driveway. He smiled to himself and knelt in position, exactly as he had been instructed.

Daniel entered the darkened house, expecting the fireplace to be the only source of light. It was. Except for the hall light that Jack had neglected to switch off as he returned from the bathroom. Daniel walked past Jack and placed the bags he was carrying on the dining room table and turned back into the living room. He moved in front of the kneeling man and sat in the armchair.

"I gave you explicit instructions which you did not follow." Jack's shocked expression told Daniel he still had no idea what was wrong.

"What did I TELL you to do while I was gone?"

"You told me to lay a fire and make coffee."

"And what did you DO while I was gone?"

"I laid a fire and made coffee." Jack answered, confused.

"What ELSE did you do while I was gone?" Daniel asked.

"Nothing else, I laid the fire first and then made the coffee, and then I came in here and waited."

"Why did you go to the bedroom?" Daniel asked, knowing he would have to clue Jack in before he'd get an answer.

"I didn't go to the bedroom. I went to the bathroom..." Jack's expression informed Daniel that he had uncovered the transgression.

"I had to take a leak." Jack qualified.

"I told you NOT to deviate from my instructions. I didn't tell you that you could go to the bathroom, did I?"

"No."

"No, what?"

"No, Master."

"Now I will have to punish you anyway. We will have dinner first though. Come here, Jack." Daniel stood and took the man into his arms Jack shivering as he ran his colder hands over Jack's cold body.

"You're cold." Daniel said flatly, "I'll warm you up soon enough."

Together they set the table and dished up the carry out that Daniel had brought home. Then sat down to dinner, Daniel noticed Jack was only picking at some of his favorite dishes but said nothing. He got up and walked around the table pouring Jack a second glass of wine that disappeared as quickly as the first, then squatted next to Jack's chair placing a hand on his bare thigh.

"Jack? Are you okay? We can stop you know, I meant that. I won't force you, you only have to say the word and it's over."

"No, I'm fine." Jack continued to pick at the food on his plate.

"You are HARDLY fine." Daniel tilted Jack's head towards him and looked him in the eye. He took in the pinched expression and the slight bluish tinge to the lips.

"Oh my god, Jack. I didn't realize you were THAT cold! Come here." Daniel gathered Jack into his arms and felt the man sink practically through him to get at his body warmth. He nearly dragged him to the living room and, grabbing the afghan from the back of the couch, wrapped Jack in it and put him on the couch closest to the fire. He moved to the bedroom and recovered the sweats that Jack had originally gotten out and brought those and a pair of warm thick socks with him to the living room. He pulled the afghan from around Jack and put the sweat pants on him first. While Jack pulled them up Daniel put the sweatshirt over his head, and as Jack moved to put his arms in the sleeves Daniel moved down and started pulling the warm socks on Jack's icy feet.

"I am so sorry, Jack. I had no idea you were so cold." Daniel sat down on the couch and pulled Jack into his arms.

"Better?" Daniel asked still rubbing Jack's arms inside the sweatshirt.

"Yeah, much better." Jack gave a final shiver and relaxed.

They cuddled like that, Jack wrapped in Daniel and warmth. Finally, Daniel leaned back on the sofa pulling Jack back against his chest, quiet for a time. Eventually, Daniel's hands began to wander; caresses of care gradually became more deliberate strokes. Daniel leaned forward while stroking the broad chest and began to nuzzle warm kisses along Jack's long neck. When Jack began to squirm a little in response Daniel moved his hand up under the sweatshirt and began stroking bare skin, occasionally pinching a nipple and tugging a little on the crisp curls of chest hair. Jack melted under his touch and tilted his head to better allow Daniel's mouth access. Daniel began placing open mouthed kisses and nibbling along Jack's neck. His right hand rolled a nipple and his left moved across Jack's body to gently massage his awakening erection through the thick sweat pants. Jack groaned and lifted his hips slightly, inviting Daniel to explore further. Daniel placed his left hand on Jack's erection and at the same time bit down slightly on his neck, making Jack gasp sharply, Jack's cock twitching in response. Daniel sucked hard at the spot he'd just bitten, and Jack tensed under his touch.

"Daniel?" Jack said softly and tried to turn his head when he received no response from the lamprey currently attached to his neck. Daniel's suction on Jack's neck increased and now Jack was bristling.

"Daniel. Stop. You know you're leaving one hell of a hickey there, don't ya?"

Daniel stopped and lifted his head.

"Yes" was his only response. He placed several soft kisses around the large bright red bruise and opening his mouth started on a second area closer to Jack's Adam's apple.

"Wait. Daniel, maybe we ought to go a little easier on the love bites, eh?" Jack tried to pull away, only to have Daniel's grip tighten at his crotch and Daniel's right hand pinch his nipple hard.

"Okay, Danny. That's enough. It's gonna be tough enough to explain what you've already done. Stop." Jack moved to sit up and Daniel sighed.

"You know I'm only allowing you to talk back because I know you don't understand my ground rules. In the future, any out bursts like that will be punished..." Daniel stopped and though for a moment then moved to get up.

"Oh, I forgot. You have absolutely no idea what punishment entails, do you? Well, let's just get to it then, shall we?" Daniel's voice was deadly calm and his face expressionless.

"Get up, slave."

Jack got up and Daniel moved away from the couch.

"Follow me." Daniel turned and moved towards the bedroom, Jack on his heels. They walked into the bedroom and Daniel looked around, and then turned to Jack.

"Lay on the bed on your back." Jack climbed onto the four poster bed while Daniel moved to the closet. He removed eight leather belts from the rack on the door and walked back to the bed. With a smile he knelt on the bed and began to wrap each of Jack's wrists and ankles snugly with a leather belt, and then looped another belt through the wrap and looped that to each of the bedposts. He brushed Jack's cheek with his hand and continued to smile, while he finished leaving Jack spread-eagled in the middle of the bed hands and feet tied at the corners. Jack looked up at Daniel slightly concerned with the tightness of his bonds.

"Worried, Jack?" Daniel asked.

"These are awfully tight, Danny."

"As they are meant to be. This IS after all PUNISHMENT not PLEASURE." Then Daniel smirked, "Well, not pleasure for YOU anyway." Daniel tugged at each of the restraints, moving around the bed.

"RATS!" Daniel sounded a little irritated.

"What?" Jack asked.

"The clothes. I should have removed them first... Oh, well." Daniel moved to Jack's bureau and opening the top drawer took one of Jack's Swiss Army Knives from the box that contained his collection of the tools. He opened the big blade and moved back to the bed. He reached down and started slitting the sweat pants from the ankles up on both sides. Jack's eyes went wide with shock; it wasn't like Daniel to be so inconsiderate of other people's things.

"Uh, Daniel?"

"Yes, Jack."

"These WERE new."

"That's okay, Jack. You won't need that many clothes and you wear uniforms at work so... no great loss!" Daniel said with a grin, "As I already said you will remain naked when at home whether I am here or not. Now, I suggest you keep still, this knife is very sharp." As Daniel began to slice the sweat pants in the front Jack jumped when the back of the cold blade touched his skin. This caused Daniel to nick his belly just below the navel, a tiny spot of blood appeared and Daniel went ballistic.

"NOW LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE! DAMMIT, JACK! YOU KNOW YOU'LL HAVE TO BE PUNISHED NOW?"

"That's enough, Daniel. I get the point literally and figuratively." Jack watched Daniel's face carefully, but the expression was dark and guarded.

Daniel finished slicing through the pants and turned his attention to the thick sweatshirt, slitting it right up the middle and opening the front like a button down.

"Daniel, I said that's enough." Jack was more serious now and his muscles bunched as he pulled on his restraints. Daniel ignored him and moved back to the bureau, laying the open knife on the top. Then, he moved back to the closet and removed another leather belt, and moved back to the bed, popping the length of the belt against itself.

"I'm sorry, Jack. But you have to be punished. You've broken too many rules, and I will not tolerate a slave of mine behaving the way you have this evening. This body..." Daniel ran the loop of belt from Jack's chest down to his cock, "Is my property. I will do with it as I see fit, do you understand?"

Daniel's face was expressionless.

"Daniel, are you okay?" Jack asked quietly, concerned for the both of them now.

Daniel stepped back and rolled most of the belt around his hand letting about a foot dangle, he slapped at Jack's belly with the belt hand bringing the belt across Jack's skin and leaving a wide red welt. Jack gasped and shouted. "THAT'S ENOUGH, DANIEL! THAT SHIT HURTS! LET ME GO!"

Daniel laughed and started whipping Jack with the belt.

"DAMMIT, I SAID STOP! DANIEL! CUT IT OUT! WHAT THE HELL'S WRONG WITH YOU? ARE YOU NUTS?"

Finally with a shake of the head Daniel moved away, back to the bureau. He opened a couple of drawers till he found what he was looking for and picked up the silk scarf and secreting a rolled pair of sweat socks in it, moved to the head of the bed.

"I'm sorry, Jack. Oh, God, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you I don't know what came over me." Daniel stroked Jack's sweaty brow and looked down at the large red welts he had left. "Oh, god! What have I done?"

"It's okay, Daniel. Just let me up and we'll go see Janet and see if we can figure it out together." Jack was relieved. But as he turned his head Daniel shoved the pair of socks into his mouth and tied the scarf over it to keep Jack from spitting them out.

"THAT will teach you to speak ONLY when spoken to!" Daniel grinned and moved back down the bed, bringing the arm with the belt up to begin the flogging in earnest.

Each swing of Daniel's arm painted another wide red welt across Jack's body. Jack's tears flowed freely now as his skin was set on fire, twitching and moaning as the belt moved across his entire body, carefully avoiding his groin area. As Jack's consciousness waned Daniel moved to the head of the bed and swept the wet hair back from Jack's clammy forehead.

"Are you still with me, Jack?" Daniel smiled and licked up the side of Jack's face following a river of perspiration back to the source on Jack's forehead.

"I'm gonna leave you for a moment, Jack. Don't go away now." Daniel then stood and walked out of the bedroom but Jack was too unfocused to notice. He slipped into unconsciousness.

Through a smoky haze Jack thought he heard Daniel talking to someone. Words filtered through to him, snatches of one half of a conversation, making no sense. Family, leave, airport, emergency and Chicago were all words he knew, but what was the context? Jack drifted in and out of oblivion.

The next time he woke the gag was gone and his cock and balls were being softly caressed. Daniel lounged on the bed between his legs, fondling and kissing him all over the lower half of his body.

"Oh, Jack. You decided to rejoin me. I'm so glad. While you were resting I made a few phone calls on your behalf." Daniel sat up and toyed with Jack's limp genitals while he spoke.

"I spoke with George. I explained to him about the family emergency in Chicago and your sister calling. I told him how Mom, dear old Mom, was taken suddenly very seriously ill. How I put you on a plane to Chicago myself guaranteeing you that I'd take care of everything here and join you there for moral support, just as soon as possible." Daniel smiled broadly, his eyes shining.

"George is such a dear man. He wants you to take all the time you need, and for me to call him when I get the chance..." Daniel laughed, "He doesn't want to disturb you. So, he's approving an open-ended compassionate leave for you. And I'm taking some of my almost four months of accumulated leave to go and be with you."

Jack groaned and tugged at his restraints again shifting right and left in an attempt to relieve the muscle cramping caused by his exaggerated position.

"I also did a little shopping and organizing, as you can see..." Daniel waved towards the four corners of the bed, drawing Jack's attention to the change in his restraints. The belts that had wrapped his wrists and ankles were replaced with snug, heavy handcuffs and the belts that held him to the bedposts with sturdy chain that now ran under the bed.

"The belts were SO wrong for THAT purpose." Daniel laughed again and leaned down beside the bed reaching into a cooler sitting on the floor He grabbed a water bottle and opened it.

"You have to be thirsty, so I brought you some water." Daniel squirted a little into Jack's mouth allowing him to swallow a little before squirting more in.

"Can't have you dehydrating on me. That's enough for now, if you are good they'll be more later." Daniel leaned down and put the bottle back in the cooler, picking up an ice cube and playing it over some of the angrier welts on Jack's body. Jack hissed in pain.

"Sorry about these bad ones, by the way. I was just having so much fun I couldn't stop myself."

The burning numbness that had been the welts on Jack's body once again caught fire as Daniel awoke them with the ice cube. Pain flared everywhere, and then Daniel placed the cube in his mouth smiling as it melted to a more manageable size. He leaned down and kissed Jack allowing the cube to slip into Jack's mouth, as his hands went back to work on the Colonel's cock, stroking it awake.

"Oh, I see everybody's waking up now." Daniel remarked as Jack's cock began to show interest. Jack spoke hoarsely, "Why, Daniel? Why are you doing this? I thought we were friends?"

"Oh, we WERE friends, Jack. NOW, we are something more, we are slave and master."

"Let me go, Daniel."

"Uh, NO. Remember you agreed to this."

"I've changed my mind."

"Too late, Jack."

"You gave me until morning..." Daniel interrupted him with laughter.

"I DID! But THAT was two days ago, Jack, Saturday. This is Monday."

"WHAT?" Jack was confused now too.

"You've been asleep for a while, Jack. I thought it best to allow you to sleep so some of the welts would go down."

"I gotta pee, Danny."

"I thought you might, and I am prepared for that. Daniel smiled and stood, moving to the bathroom. He came back into the room carrying two medical style urinals. Jack groaned.

"Ah, Christ, Danny. Just let me up. I'll go to the bathroom myself."

"Oh, I don't think so. Do I look THAT stupid to you? Good try though!"

Daniel moved back to the bed and laid the urinal propped up between Jack's legs and placed Jack's flaccid cock into the mouth of the bottle.

"There you go, Jack. Go right ahead."

"Daniel, I can't..." Daniel held up a hand stopping him there.

"Stop, Jack. Let me advise you of your alternatives." Daniel got up and crossed the room. He lifted a long paper wrapped package from the top of the bureau and walked back to where Jack could see what he was holding.

"When I went to the drugstore, the nice pharmacist took pity on me. While we are waiting for my elderly uncle's prescriptions to arrive from his doctor in New York, he gave me a few of these to tide us over."

Jack's eyes went wide at the sight of the catheter in its paper backed plastic package.

"You wouldn't." Jack snarled. Daniel's face exploded into a broad grin.

"Thank you, Jack, for giving me this opportunity." Daniel moved onto the bed and knelt next to Jack, arranging his supplies and the extra urinal next to Jack's leg.

"Now, of course, you realize that I am supposed to be wearing sterile gloves and using an antiseptic solution to clean you first, but we don't have any so, we'll skip that part." Daniel leaned over and squirted a small amount of K-Y Jelly onto Jack's belly.

"Last chance, Jack."

"Go to hell, Daniel."

"Oh, probably, but that's not the issue is it?" Daniel peeled open the long paper sleeve and removed the red rubber catheter with his left hand placing the flared end into the mouth of the urinal before removing Jack's cock from the bottle. He dipped the tip of the catheter into the small pile of lubricant and then grabbed Jack's cock firmly with his right hand pulling it straight up and away from his body. He started to place the tip into the end of Jack's cock.

"No, Daniel!"

"Shut up, Jack. I'm working here. The pharmacist gave me the written instructions and I've been studying them waiting for you to wake up. I don't want to make any mistakes so let me concentrate. Now this will be a little uncomfortable."

"Stop, Daniel, I'll use the bottle." Jack half begged.

"Sorry, Jack, too late. You had your chance. Now shut up or I'll gag you again." Daniel inserted the rounded tip into Jack's cock, forcing it up the narrow canal, till the dark yellow urine began to fill the plastic bottle. He pushed it all the way in till the urine flow stopped and then pulled it carefully down till the flow resumed. As the first urinal neared full Daniel held the catheter and Jack's cock with one hand and swapped the full bottle for the empty one. When the second bottle was half full, the flow stopped and Daniel smiled.

"Well, looks like that's it then. But, you know, that was kind of fun, for me at least..." Daniel held the catheter in place and placed the two bottles side by side on the floor.

"Maybe I'll leave this in for a while, we can play with it." He pushed the tubing in and out, finally removing it.

"Oops! Oh well, I guess we'll have to put it back in if we need it later." Daniel got up and removed the two urinals and the used catheter to the bathroom, emptying the urinals into the toilet and dropping the tube into the sink. Then he returned to the bedroom, "I'll wash that later. How about a little fun now?" he rubbed his hands together in an almost cartoon fashion.

"Let me go, Daniel." Jack almost pleaded with him now.

"You know, if you don't shut up. I will gag you again. I've got a lovely ball gag with your name on it. Now, I'd like for you to turn over, and I'll rub your back. You must be getting uncomfortable lying like that."

"How the fuck am I supposed to do that, Jackson?"

Daniel laughed, "Don't get testy, Jack. I'll have to punish you again."

"Do you want to kill me? Is that it, Daniel? You want me dead?"

"Oh no, Jack. Not dead. I want you to be my slave. I want the freedom to do with your body as I wish."

"I told you, I would be your slave." Jack pleaded.

"I want more." Daniel said flatly. "I want your every breath to depend on me allowing it. I want your heart to beat only because I wish it."

"I love you, Daniel. Please don't do this." Jack's voice cracked and rasped. Daniel moved to the cooler and took out a squeeze bottle of Gatorade and sat next to Jack and started to squirt the liquid into his mouth. Jack sputtered a little.

"Better drink it, Jack. I'm getting a little tired of your mouth so I might just not give you anything more for a day or two." The look on Daniel's face warned Jack to take the threat seriously and he greedily drank almost the full bottle. Daniel smiled at his obedience. As Jack slowed in his consumption of the liquid Daniel withdrew the bottle.

"Had enough for now?" Daniel looked concerned.

"Yes,... master." Jack said softly.

"I'll help you turn over now." Daniel said and putting the bottle back into the cooler stood and walked to the other side of the bed, stopping to get the ring of keys from the dresser. He stooped at the upper corner of the bed and unlocked the lock holding the chain that led to Jack's right hand. He held the long chain in his hand and walked back around the foot of the bed, Jack's outstretched arm followed his movement towed by the chain. When Daniel reached the midpoint of the bed he bent down and pulled the chain through the metal bed frame fixing it with the lock. Jack never took his eyes off Daniel watching for the one mistake that would allow him to escape. He never saw one, as the chloral hydrate that Daniel had laced the strong flavored Gatorade with took its toll on his empty stomach and he fell deeply asleep.

Jack felt soft hands and severe pain. He could hear someone moving around, but he wasn't sure who. He didn't even know where he was. Something was holding a tube at the corner of his mouth, he tongued the tube and was rewarded with something cold and sweet, tasting a little like Cherry Kool Aid. He was blind, his eyes felt like they were taped shut and something was taped to his face around his eyes as well. The darkness was complete. He sucked a little more on the tube and drank more of the Kool Aid and dozed back off.

Something was impaling him, thrusting against his back. He was laying on his left side, unable to move his arms at all and his legs only slightly and then with agony. Something hot was against his back and was biting, and sucking at his shoulders. Vice like fingers dug into his hips and pulled them back against whatever was impaling him.

"So good, so fucking good. To have you whenever and however I want you. You... are... so... fucking... tight..." Each word was punctuated with a thrust into his body.

Jack tried to clear his head, he knew that voice.

"Danny?" There was no response.

"Danny, please?" Jack mumbled, his own voice sounding foreign to him. His answer was a deep bite on his shoulder that made him scream out in pain, as Daniel stilled and came crying out his name and filling him with his seed. He stayed like that till his load was spent then pulled out and got up, Jack felt the loss of fullness and then the bed shift as he got up. Jack could hear movement but was unable to place the noises. He felt Daniel's slightly calloused hand grab his cock, startling it out of its morning hard on, then Daniel giggled and Jack felt the pressure of the catheter again being inserted to drain his bladder.

"Daniel, talk to me, please?" Jack begged, but once his bladder was empty the catheter was instantly removed and he heard Daniel move off, he assumed into the bathroom. He heard soft noises and the sound of something moving around in ice, but couldn't identify what was going on till something icy touched the bite on his shoulder, Jack assumed to clean it. He could feel the blood running from the wound before, but now the ice had effectively numbed it. His legs and feet hurt terribly but he still had no idea why. He could move his legs a little, but not his feet.

"There, that's all done." Daniel said out loud to himself, Jack figured.

"Now that you've had your bath and I've had my fuck. How about getting up for a while, Jack?" Daniel asked sounding almost innocent.

"Ah, sure, fine... master. Yes." Jack tried not to sound so eager, but couldn't disguise it.

"Oh, I KNOW you want to get up, but it'll be by MY rules." Jack heard the sound of chains moving around and tried to follow the direction of the movement, but couldn't, the noise seemed to be coming from all directions.

"Let's put you in your harness now shall we?" Daniel asked his voice coming from beside Jack.

"Harness?" Jack asked, just before Daniel's hands slid around his waist and put some kind of belt on him, closing it at the hip. Then Daniel grabbed his cock and balls and shoved them through something in the front, something tight.

"This may feel a little snug. But the man at the store said once you got used to having your cock and balls trussed, it would feel good." Daniel made sounds as he tried to work the tooled leather fittings. To Jack, it felt as though Daniel was trying to squeeze his balls out of their sac, and he groaned.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Daniel's voice sneered at Jack.

"Hurts, Dan...er, master." Jack opted for the feigned subservience.

Daniel pulled the last loop around Jack's testicle and stopped to admire his handiwork. He had placed Jack's genitals in a leather cock ring/ ball spreader combination, exaggerating each testicle to the side and squeezing the base of the cock.

"Shit!" Daniel was ticked at something. "I was supposed to wait for you to be erect before I fixed the cock loop. Let me take care of that right now." Daniel unsnapped the portion of the device that went around the base of Jack's cock and sat back on his heels.

"Well, I'm waiting." Daniel said as if Jack could attain an instant erection at his order.

"Sorry?" Jack said.

"I want you to get hard now, Jack."

"Sorry, master." Jack said snidely.

"Never mind I'll take care of it myself." Daniel leaned forward and tongued the glans and licked down one side as Jack's cock betrayed him and started to take an interest in Daniel's mouth. Daniel ran his tongue around the glans again and again until Jack's cock was fully erect then quickly pulled the leather strap around and snapped it closed.

"There, that's better." Daniel got up and began moving the chains around; Jack listened carefully, trying to hear an opportunity.

"Okay, Jack. Now, you might find crawling a little uncomfortable at first, but your knees will get used to it..." Jack could hear Daniel struggling with the chains and something else. "Shit! I'm sorry, Jack but this will hurt quite a bit, I'm afraid." In the next moment Daniel moved Jack's legs over the side of the bed to touch the floor, Jack almost screamed with the pain as his feet touched the floor.

"What the hell did you do to me Jackson?" Jack gritted out, as he tried to stand and fell to the floor in a heap.

"I TOLD you it would hurt, Jack. Oh and DON'T bother trying to stand again, you won't be able to. I've done a little surgery while you were asleep."

"WHAT!" Jack gasped.

"I've cut your Achilles tendons, so you won't be able to walk." Daniel said proudly, "I needed to keep you from escaping. Can't have you walking away from me now, can I? Now you won't walk away from me. Oh and by the way. I've been doing a little more studying. It wouldn't be very hard for me to completely remove the use of your legs so don't tempt me."

Jack lay on the floor, Daniel allowed one of Jack's hands enough chain to feel his way down his legs to the ankles. Tears came quickly to Jack's eyes when he felt the unnatural contour of his calf muscle, no longer pulled tightly between knee and ankle, bunched in a knot and his feet, pulled up in the front towards his shin, the large tendon in the back no longer there to compensate. Then the pain flared as he grabbed at the dressings that Daniel had wrapped around his ankles, hoping it was just a trick.

"You probably shouldn't do that, Jack. I couldn't sew the incisions up so I just taped them closed. You don't want to be digging them open, that will leave a nasty scar. I don't want to have to deal with the bleeding again." Then Daniel's voice changed, "Do you have any idea how tough those tendons are to cut? I had to use your biggest Swiss Army knife. I was going to use your garden shears, but they were too hard to clean and I didn't want to give you an infection." Daniel ran his hands all over Jack's body, stroking gently, soothingly. Jack curled on himself as much as Daniel's chains would allow, and shaking, began to cry.

"Shh, Jack. It will be all right. You'll be fine. I won't let anything hurt you, I'll protect you."

Jack started to laugh through his tears, "You're not going to let anything HURT me? Oh, that's rich!"

"It's my duty as your master, Jack, protecting you, from any thing that might endanger our relationship, including you. Remember I told you your body exists for and at MY pleasure ONLY! I meant every word." Daniel began to run a long finger up the crack of Jack's ass. Jack flinched and tried to grab for his tormenter but the chains held his hands too far apart and too securely to allow any useful movement. Then the teasing at his buttocks stopped and a cold chain was shifted down to his still painful ankle.

"This should help to keep you from getting any ideas, Jack." A cuff went around his leg just above his knee, the chain went through it then moved down to another cuff that went around his ankle, so every time he moved an arm it pulled, eventually, on his ankle, causing extreme pain. Daniel grabbed the chain and pulled up, then pushed Jack over on his other side so he could repeat the procedure. Then he pulled both lengths across Jack's back giving a sharp tug, causing Jack to crumple in pain.

"Was this in your dream too, Jack? Did Shifu let you see that I wanted you like this, at my mercy, to fuck and suck as I please? A shame he didn't show you what I did with you in that little room, how you serviced me. Speaking of which..." Daniel knelt down behind Jack's parted knees spreading them wider by grabbing Jack's ankles and pushing them apart. His hands roamed all over Jack's buttocks and between, finally spreading them and nudging at Jack's opening with the head of his erect cock.

"I think it's time for another dose of your medicine, Jack, time for another dose of Danny." He laughed as he forced the blunt head of his erect cock into Jack, lubricated only with precum. Jack cried out as Daniel forced his way deeper and deeper, the path now lubricated with blood from Jack's torn tissue. Every thrust from Daniel rocked Jack forward pulling on the chains and putting pressure on Jack's wounded ankles. Pain seared through Jack's body from his abused anus to his ankles to the deep bites on his shoulders and neck, Daniel seemed to be enjoying inflicting as much pain as possible.

Daniel reached under and around Jack to tug at his leather bound cock, the shifting of weight on his back causing Jack to lean forward more pulling on the chains attached to his tortured ankles.

Daniel fucked him with such ferocity that they moved across the polished wood floor with every thrust. Finally, Daniel came and pulled his spent organ from Jack's torn anus, blood and come flowed down Jack's thighs as his torn muscle could not contain Daniel's new deposit.

"Now you've gotten me all bloody too. We'll have to clean up a bit, I guess." Daniel stood and left Jack on all fours on the floor, still wearing the blindfold that he had duct taped over his eyes. He grabbed the leather belt portion of the cock and ball restraint that Jack wore and used it as a leash, pulling the painfully crawling man into the master bathroom. Jack knew this bathroom with his eyes closed, or blindfolded and he did not have a wooden ramp in there, until now.

"As you can see... er, well, no, I guess you can't see; but take my word for it. I've made a few a... adjustments in here too. But I made them with you in mind. I knew you would not be able to stand to sit on the toilet so, I built you a ramp." Daniel said proudly. "I also made one to allow you access to the bathtub. Ah, here, let me help you." Daniel turned Jack slightly and helped him shift his weight so that he could actually sit on the toilet, his useless feet hanging over the edge of the ramp, the blood and semen dropping thickly into the bowl beneath his buttocks.

"I also took the liberty of giving you a couple of enemas while you were asleep. BOY! That chloral hydrate is GOOD stuff. I could do anything I wanted to you and you didn't even so much as whimper." Daniel moved right up and started playing with Jack's cock which stuck grotesquely away from his body in its leather jacket. Then he turned and started the water running in the bathtub and came back to where Jack sat on the toilet.

"I think it would be a good idea for you to sit in the tub for a while. I've torn your anus pretty good and it will make it feel better and help it heal. Now I've got a few more toys in here than you did. You'd be surprised how quickly medical equipment companies can deliver items if you pay cash." Jack heard the sound of rubber wheels on the tiled floor and was trying to figure out what was going to happen next. Daniel came over and placed another belt around his waist this one was cloth and wide with metal fittings.

"Now, DON'T be afraid, Jack. This will make it easier on BOTH of us." Daniel hooked something to the belt and suddenly Jack was bodily lifted from the toilet he started to thrash trying to find something to grab at, but that only made the chains pull on his beleaguered ankles more.

"I suggest you hold very still, Jack." Daniel began to push the lifting device across the floor.

"You look a little like Peter Pan." Daniel laughed.

"Put me down please, Daniel." Jack asked softly.

"I'm putting you down now, Jack." Daniel laughed as he lowered the still chained and blindfolded man into the tub of hot water. He left Jack attached to the lift and set the brake then turned the water off in the tub. He picked up a sponge and began to soap it washing his slave with care and tenderness.

"I forgot to take that jock strap off." He laughed and leaned down freeing Jack's genitals from their now wet leather confines. The water was hot and Jack's erection was now free and being stroked to perfection by Daniel's strong hands. One hand stroked and fondled his balls while the other pulled at his aching cock.

"Well, there are SOME parts that seem to enjoy my attentions." Daniel said snidely as Jack arched a little under his touch. "Do you like that, Jack?" Daniel half whispered. Then, receiving no response from his victim he asked it again, this time squeezing a testicle and the cock hard.

"I said, do you like that?"

"Yes" Jack managed in a gasp. Daniel moved something on the lift that had Jack lifted out of the water, then grabbing the chains that ran from Jack's wrists he hooked them to something on the lift that held Jack's hands out of the way and put so much pressure on Jack's ankles that he dare not move.

"You'll love this then." Daniel said as he took one of Jack's testicles into his mouth and began to caress it with his tongue, and began pumping Jack's cock again. Daniel pushed the first testicle out and repeated his performance with the second, then slipped that one out as well taking the glans into his mouth and sucking hard, Daniel smiled when he finally got a moan from Jack. He deep throated him and watched the pain reflect on Jack's face when he pulled back to the glans allowing Jack's cock to scrape roughly through his teeth. Daniel sucked hard on the glans then nibbled carefully and sucked hard again, rolling both balls in his other hand. Jack groaned and came hard, Daniel took it all, then came up and kissed Jack, filling his mouth with his own semen without warning, causing him to cough. Then Daniel lowered him back into the hot water and left him while he puttered around in the bathroom. When Daniel moved back to the tub he grabbed Jack's now flaccid cock and spread something cold all over Jack's genitals.

"All this hair is annoying, I think you would look much nicer shaved. I would advise you to hold very still, Jack, I'm not very skilled with straight razors, and that's all you seem to have." Daniel giggled again and then started to hum as he set about to shave his captive's pubic hair. Jack was afraid to even breathe as Daniel scraped along his pubis and the water was nearly cold by the time he had finished.

"Finally! Only a couple of small nicks, not too bad for a beginner. Let's get you all rinsed of and out of the tub, shall we?" Daniel opened the drain and turned on the shower, rinsing the residual soap from Jack's shivering form. Then Daniel took the hand spray and played it all over Jack, warming him.

"Sorry, I know that took a little longer than it should have but I'm pretty slow at it. I'll get better, I promise. There!" Daniel turned the shower off and lifted Jack from the water; he laid a large towel over Jack's dripping form and swung him away from the tub, lowering him to the floor. He unhooked the lift belt from him and threw another large towel over him, rubbing him dry.

"Okay, Jack, time to go back to bed. You've been up long enough and I think I need to put some cream on your ass or it'll be very sore real soon. Come on" Daniel grabbed at the chains around Jack's arms and pulled them forward, forcing Jack to crawl towards him to relieve the pressure on his ankles. Jack crawled blindly back into the bedroom and stayed still as Daniel pulled of the soiled bottom sheet and replaced it with a fresh one. Then Jack heard Daniel moving about and the sounds of something heavy shifting, he was then tugged in the direction of the foot of the bed.

"Crawl up the ramp, Jack. Then I'll let you rest."

When Jack didn't move, Daniel grabbed at his ankles reawakening the pain and Jack then began to crawl, finally almost tumbling into the bed. He heard and felt the chains moving around as Daniel once again splayed his arms and legs apart. This time, however, he wound up on his belly.

"Don't worry, Jack. You won't be like that for long. I just have a couple of things I need to do here." Jack heard Daniel moving around the bedroom then felt the bed shift as Daniel moved back behind him. Daniel began massaging his buttocks, large hands squeezing and kneading each globe of flesh and Jack's body betrayed him, his cock thickening with each squeeze.

"Ooh, this is nice!" Daniel squeezed each cheek and bending forward began to kiss and nibble each side, making Jack squirm. Kneeling up between Jack's splayed legs Daniel grabbed him around the waist ands lifted him slightly shoving a large round bolster under Jack's lower abdomen, raising his hips and his burgeoning erection off the bed.

"Now, that's better, isn't it, Jack?" When he didn't answer, Daniel fumbled in the bag he had next to him on the bed.

"I SAID. That's better, isn't it, Jack?" Daniel placed something hard, cold, and big against his torn muscle and pushed a little making Jack gasp.

"Do you know what that is, Jack? It's a butt plug, a BIG butt plug, cause I'm thinking you need to be stretched a little and what better time, then when you are already torn. Oh wait! Maybe it's not the butt plug after all. Maybe it's the cattle prod, it's electric you know, I found it at the farm supply. Lots of fun stuff they have at farm supply stores. I know, I bought most of it!" Daniel laughed, "My Master Card will be... interesting, this month. Course I can write all this stuff of as 'entertainment expenses' on my income taxes."

"Maybe all you need is just a little home style first aid. I'll kiss it and make it all better, how's that?" Daniel leaned in and planted soft lips against Jack's torn anus, Jack groaning in response.

Daniel smiled at Jack's response and licked at the ring, pushing Jack's knees a little towards his chest, and raising his buttocks further into the air. Daniel kissed and tongued the opening then as Jack started to squirm under his mouth, Daniel sat back and inserted a small hard tube into Jack and introduced a measure of cream then squirted some all over the torn ring as he withdrew the device and spread it with his finger carefully around the opening.

"There, that will help it feel better. Now, let's get you something to drink."

The bed shifted again and Jack heard Daniel digging around in the cooler again. Then the small tubing appeared at the corner of his mouth once more and Jack sucked, swallowing the Gatorade quickly before Daniel changed what was left of his mind. Minutes later, Jack finished the last of the drink, and his stomach feeling full, drifted off to sleep.

The next time Jack awoke he was on his back, and someone was draped over him, snoring softly. He pulled at his bonds and was surprised to discover he had a lot of length on the chains on his right side, allowing him to almost turn completely to his side. He reached up to his face and felt the blindfold that had been taped in place and began to peel the edge away from his skin. He lifted it enough to peek under it at the form draped over him. Daniel's arm was draped across his middle and he was laying half on his belly, his hair spread over Jack's chest like a fan and Jack could feel his deep breaths tickling the hair on his chest. Jack looked around and tried to place where everything was in the room, lifting the blindfold a little further, he looked towards the bathroom and saw the lifting device sitting by the door. The shutters were closed and the drapes drawn, so he could not tell what time it was. Daniel shifted a little in his sleep and Jack froze then looked around further as he felt Daniel's breathing even out again, he looked down at his position on the bed and got his first look at his disfigured legs. He felt the tears well up in his eyes and looked away while attempting to conceal the hitch in his breathing. He looked back at his chest and into the bright blue gaze of his captor.

"Hello, Jack. You know of course that you will be punished for removing the blindfold." Daniel got up and moved around the bed, snagging his keys from the dresser he adjusted Jack's restraints so he would not be able to repeat his performance the moved to the bathroom and back to the bed with a towel. Jack watched his every move, feeling that something terrible was about to happen. Daniel evidently did not like being watched, as he quickly moved back to the head of the bed and re-taped the blindfold in place.

Now, he was at Daniel's mercy again. Daniel got up and there were the sounds of things being moved. Then Jack's right hand was taped flat on something wooden, fingers splayed far apart and Jack's flaccid cock was handled and once again, the rubber catheter was forced into it and Jack was relieved of his need to urinate.

"Figured I better do that first, wouldn't want you pissing yourself over your punishment." Daniel moved off and then back but Jack had no clue what was going to happen next. Daniel moved up next to Jack's face and whispered into his ear, "I love you, Jack. But you need to be punished, you need to be reminded of who your master is" Daniel began to kiss Jack's face all over and just as Jack thought he's get the opportunity to take a big bite of Daniel's tongue and opened his mouth to welcome Daniel's kiss, Daniel shoved a hard gag into his mouth and fastened the strap around his head.

"The man at the store assured me that this is the best ball gag on the market today." Daniel laughed as he got off the bed and moved around the room. Jack tried to follow the sounds of his movements but the gag heralded something nasty and, he assumed, very painful as well and every part of his body was tensing.

As the big blade sliced off his right index finger, just before he lost consciousness, he knew his gut feelings had been right again.

He awoke this time to heat. Friction. His gag was gone and Daniel was rubbing himself up and down on Jack's body, his cock rubbing Jack's hard on, his sweat dripping on Jack's body, he stopped and shot all over Jack's belly and chest. Then the bed shifted as he got up and walked away leaving Jack achingly hard and shivering covered in sweat and semen. Jack heard the shower running and then stop and a freshly scrubbed Daniel moved back to the bed and sat running his fingers through the semen trails and drawing patterns in come.

"Here, Jack, let me help you with that." He grabbed Jack's cock and began to stroke. "You know I was reading a new age book. It described in detail how to restore your foreskin, the things you can do to fashion a new one. I was thinking of trying it out on you. What do you think?" Jack shook his head softly, "No, Daniel, please. Enough. I've had enough. Please just let me go. You need help, I'll stay with you, just let me go."

"Ah, NO. Thank you, I have all the help I need. How's the hand, by the way?" Jack felt the weight shift on the bed and Daniel's mouth moved over the head of his cock licking and sucking. Daniel leaned down and released one cuff and pushed Jack's now freed leg up allowing him to stroke and finger the crack of his ass. He licked at Jack's balls rolling them around with his tongue then coated his fingers in the semen he left on Jack's belly and pushed three fingers right into Jack's anus. Jack groaned and arched trying to get away from the intruders, Daniel thrusting harder each time he met resistance. Daniel pushed Jack's now freed leg up further and moved up in the bed lifting his buttocks for better access.

"So good. You feel so good." Daniel withdrew his fingers and gathering more of the semen from Jack's belly smeared the head of his cock with it before pushing into Jack. Jack gasped through the searing pain and choked back tears as Daniel battered him yet again. This time as Daniel filled Jack he stroked him over the edge and they came within moments of each other, Jack's seed mingling with the smears of Daniel's still on his belly. Daniel pulled out and got up moving away; when he came back he wiped all traces of semen from Jack's belly with a wet cloth and moved away again. Coming back to the bed he ran a hand down Jack's bristled cheek stroking his face. Jack twitched away from the touch, instinctively.

"Shh, it's all right Jack. I won't hurt you." Daniel whispered and Jack started to laugh out loud. "Oh, yeah, right. Like I'm supposed to believe THAT."

Daniel sounded offended now, "I have only done these things to protect you from the others, because I love you, Jack. I love you and will always protect you from them"

"And who's gonna protect me from YOU, Daniel? Tell me? Cause you haven't done any of this for me. The way I see it you've only been looking out for yourself and what YOU want, you couldn't care less about me. You're out for yourself on some kind of a twisted power trip." Daniel sat silently and listened to Jack's torrent with the sudden awareness of a blind man seeing for the first time.

"DANIEL! Did you hear me? DANIEL?!" Daniel closed his eyes and knew he had destroyed the one loving thing left in his life. The one relationship that made his life worthwhile and gave him hope.

"DANIEL! DAMMIT, CAN YOU HEAR ME?... DANIEL?"

Daniel gasped and opened his eyes, focusing on the "Wanna Go Play In The Dirt?" coffee mug and numerous pens. He lifted his head from his desk and blinked hard then rubbed his eyes.

"GOD DAMMIT DANIEL, YOU HAD BETTER OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR NOW!!"

Daniel stood and looked around moving to the door sliding the bolt back and opening the door, much to the relief of Jack O'Neill standing on the other side. "What the hell were you doing, Daniel?... Never mind, I can see what you were doing." Jack peeled an errant post it note from the side of Daniel's face and took his arm, guiding the still sleepy archeologist back into his office. He sat him down at his desk and picked up the empty coffee mug, moving to the coffee machine in the corner he filled the mug and began to add creamer from the canister next to the machine.

"No, uh, I think I'd rather have it black." Daniel stopped Jack from adding the creamer and Jack moved back toward the desk.

"Yes, master, your wish is my command." Jack said playfully. Daniel gasped and grabbed at the hand that had just placed the mug on the desk.

"NO, JACK! DON'T SAY THAT! EVER! EVEN AS A JOKE!" Daniel had both Jack's hands now and stared into his eyes.

"JEESH, Daniel, LIGHTEN UP will you?" Then looking down at the coffee he said, "Maybe you could use some decaf, I think your brain is fried from the caffeine." Daniel relaxed with Jack's joke and sank back into his chair.

"I fell asleep."

"I could tell from your face, you don't usually keep your post it notes there." Jack smiled. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, Jack really."

"I was scared. You'd gone back into a coma."

"I was dreaming."

"About?"

Something began niggling at the back of Daniel's mind, something familiar.

"I asked what you were dreaming about?"

"Stuff."

"Stuff? Daniel?"

"I think Shifu was teaching me through my dreams again."

"Was it a good dream this time?"

"Ahh, not really."

"Bad dreams. A nightmare then?"

"Closer to the truth. I guess."

"So, was I in it?" Jack asked toying with items on the top of Daniel's desk. Daniel stood.

"Shut up, Jack."

"No, Daniel, I want to know. Was I in the dream or not?" Jack looked up at Daniel standing in front of him now.

Daniel grabbed Jack's head with both hands and leaning in, shut him up by engulfing him in an open mouthed kiss of the most passionate type, the kind that melted Jack's socks in his boots.

Three seconds into the kiss, Jack grabbed Daniel's head and standing up returned it with all he had. They broke apart when their brains began to scream for oxygen and stood staring at each other.

"We need to talk." Jack said softly.

"Yes we do."

"Not here."

"Yes, here." Daniel insisted. "We can lock the door,"

Jack move to the door and slid the bolt into place, then moved back to the desk and took Daniel into his arms, and kissed him.

"I thought we needed to talk." Daniel asked when they came up for air again.

"Later. We'll talk later. Kissing now, talking later. Okay?" Jack kissed all over Daniel's neck and back to his mouth.

"Whatever you say, Jack." Daniel smiled and just before he leaned back in to another kiss he looked up to see Shifu's transparent form smiling at them from the corner and then vanish in a white smoky light.

Shifu was a pretty good teacher; Daniel had ALWAYS been a good student; the lesson was learned.

Fin