Team Bonding Part 4

Author: trekker
Title: Team Bonding Part 4
Date: 15 May 2011

(introduction of crew mates; Captain as we know is Will Smyth; McIntosh, team leader, is Bart McIntosh; the other three firefighters are Matthew Michaels, Joe and Jack are brothers aka; as the Jones boys and me, I go by my surname Davis. Why you ask? On all my personal records my first name is just “D”. What does the “D” stand for? I do not know; I was in foster care since birth. My foster father, he is in the fire services and got me interested in it too.)

Team Bonding
Part 4
We all get down to the equipment room and quickly agree to leave the room in the order of spots assigned. I was assigned I was assigned to spot 1; Jack was 2, Joe 3, and Michaels 4. Not knowing where that would put us in the score we went on it. We get out to our spots. Where was McIntosh? If this was a real emergency we could not wait. Captain Smyth came over the radios that we had on ourselves, “due to your team leader, Bart McIntosh did not partake in this sprint he automatically gets 5 points, you men each get 1 point. As added punishment Bart will receive 6 extra points. This also means Matthew Michaels with a total of 13 points will be team leader till the next team bonding trip.”

We celebrate in the equipment room Michaels’ new post and shortly return to the common room. We hear grunting coming from the shower room a striped, and in a Full Body Bondage stockade (http://www.mr-s-leather.com/WS001.html) was McIntosh. An “O” ring gag on his mouth.

“I got to take a piss” Jack said and started peeing into McIntosh’s face and aiming for his open mouth, Joe joined in and encouraged me too. With the smell of our urine all over McIntosh we all go out and strip out of the jumpsuits and return to the shower room.

Up to now McIntosh was the only team member I did not collect or give a donation to. Since all the others accepted my donations orally, Joe suggested trying an anal assault. Joe demonstrated, McIntosh grunted, his penis was erect with pre cum; I get down grab it, and massage it till he spurts. I aim it towards my mouth, some lands in my mouth and the rest on my face. The Jones boys see me, they laugh then they start licking my face. My penis was erect now and I followed Joe’s advice and drilled my member up his ass depositing a load.

We finished up playing with McIntosh and shower ourselves clean. This was the first time I really felt my head and groin with my hands since the shaving, I liked the feel. We show some pity on McIntosh and wash him down as if he was the stations Dalmatian Spark, right down to the flee powder.
I noticed everyone but me had a Maltese cross tattoo on their right back shoulder with “team D”, the station name and our IFFA union number.
Jack sees me admiring Joe’s “since you now are one of us” he says “you’ll be getting your tats tonight”.

“Tats, more than one” I’m thinking.

I return to the common room Jack pulls out a black light from the supply closet and shines it on Joe’s opposite shoulder was a black light tattoo of a penis with a drop and an inscription “All as one”.

To our surprise Captain Smyth enters the common room “Davis, get dressed into the jeans on the bed in your cell and come with me” he barks.

As I head off to the cell, still in the nude I hear Joe and Jack chatting “guess Capt. is going to take Davis to the tat shop.” “Yea it’s time for his tags.”
I’ve thought at times I would get a tattoo or two but never stepped into a tattoo parlor. I get into the jeans, no underpants or belt. A pair of Velcro strapped sneakers without socks was there too.

I return to the common room Captain Smyth has removed McIntosh from his restraints, but puts a shock dog collar around his neck, attaches a leash to it, hands me the handle of the lead. “Davis, if Spark here” Smyth referring McIntosh to the station dog “misbehaves the red button on the handle of the leash will give him a shock. Since you proved yourself I’m making you a full team D member, removing you from the rotators spot and I’m assigning McIntosh to your spot.”

McIntosh looks surprise still with the O ring gag in his mouth tries to stand up straight to protest; I depress the red button and send him to the floor in pain.
Smyth praises me for my action; he grabs the Full Body Bondage stockade, “Spark” he says “go to the kennel, Davis, there is a cage for him, place him there. I’ll be there shortly.”

On all fours McIntosh leads the way to a room. In this room there are 5 dog cages 4x4x2 one was open and I order McIntosh in. He looks up at me as to if say “no”. I am about to depress the red button again when he complies. He backs in, and I close the door. The latch on the door claps shut, a key will only open it. As I waited for Smyth I notice the other 4 cages, inside these cages were other men all with Maltese cross tattoos, different union numbers.
Captain Smyth enters along with another Captain. “Davis” Smyth says “this is Captain Olson, he runs this compound.”

I make eye contact with Captain Olson, “Nice to meet you, Sir” I say.
“I understand you don’t know your legal first name Davis” Olson says, “Well this might be a shock to you. Back 23 years out of marriage I got a hooker pregnant, I was irresponsible and did not want to raise a child. I got arrested for rape and was assigned to a town fire department, supposedly to their Explorer program but since I was left in the charge of the fire department I lived in the kennel with the station dog till that woman gave birth. I found she had a boy and she realized what my punishment was called him Dawg. Davis is your birth mothers last name; she was the woman I got her pregnant. I was informed she was ordered to put you, our child into foster care. Ashamed on what I did I became a firefighter and to remember the son I did not know I even legally changed my first name to his, Dawg.” He shows me his driver’s license, and there as bright day read “Olson, Dawg D.”

Listening to his voice, it was the hooded person I meet earlier, I realized the voice sounded like mine, but older. “So, Sir,” I respond “you knew my birth mother, where is she”?

“Shortly after” Captain Olson continued “you were born she was arrested, and died in a woman’s penitentiary. I bought this complex, made it look like a prison to remember the woman who gave birth to my only child.”
Confused and now knowing my past Captain Smyth says “Dawg, it’s time to take your son to get his tags, he earned them.”

We arrive to the room setup as a tattoo parlor; in the middle of the room the artist has the Full Body Bondage stockade along with a table/chair. He asks “do I have to restrain this one?”

“Son, do we need to restrain you?” Captain Olson asks.

“No Sir,” I respond, I lay down. Before the tattooing starts a micro-chip is injected under my skin it will sit right in the middle of the Maltese cross. The chip is programmed to a national data base containing my vital information.
The tattooing at first stung, but became relaxing about 45 minutes later the Maltese cross was finished. With a few well placed mirrors I was shown the finished work. It was nice, I felt proud to be a professional firefighter.

“It’s time for you other tat” the artist “the usual for this man Dawg?”

Captain Olson chimed in “Yes, but in the gold color, and a star on the head.”
The star as I eventually learned that any other time I came to the compound that I was an officer never being demoted after any games at the compound if I partook in them, it also gave me free run of the compound, able to do anything to not just my crew, but to any other crew member that was there at that time. No question asked.

Again this took another 45 minutes but this time under a black light. The colors used were awesome. “In a few weeks the off white you see now of the tat will blend into your skin.” the artist said. “You Sir, I need you now to lie on your back, lower you jeans.”

I do, I was also suggested insert my wrist in a couple of loop straps. I place my wrist in; I was given a mouth guard to bite down on. Then the tattoo artist started tattooing on the head of my erected penis in normal ink a gold star. The pain was intense but was done in 10 minutes.

It was getting late and was about dinner time I had returned to the cell block. Joe and Jack were there along with Michaels dressed in their station uniform. I was still in the jeans they admired my Maltese cross tat and the other tat without the black light. I went to change into my station uniform, I drop my jeans and in shock my brother firefighters saw the gold star tat on my cock. They all became silent, heads down standing stiff.

“Guys” I say “it’s just a tat I don’t you to act this way.”

Joe speaks up “It is said Davis that the only person who has a gold star cock is the owner/warden of this place. One is not to even speak in his presents. You do anything he tells you. I heard he ordered a firefighter like us to give his Captain 25 lashes as entertainment over dinner.”

I’m honored to hear that but surprised on what power here I have. Jokingly I say “Men dress me.” My brothers grab my clothing and start dressing me.”
Captains Smyth and Olson enter “I see you discovered your new found power here at the compound.” Captain Olson says.

I’m almost completely dressed except my shoes “Weird feeling Sir” I respond.
Captain Olson unzips his trousers and pulls his cock out there on the head of his cock was the exact gold star tattoo, “You are my son, I give you clout when you’re here.”

I notice Captain Smyth and my fellow firefighters down on one knee and head bowed. I follow but Captain Olson says I don’t need to bow, he orders the men to their feet. “As we were getting McIntosh prepared for his duties at dinner” Captain Olson said “he requested Captains council against Captain Smyth, the other Captains have hear his plea and ruled, Will I have to ask you to go to get ready for the verdict”.

Captain Smyth departs and Captain Olson continues “Will does not know the verdict. As you enter the great hall you will see both Will and Bart strapped to St. Andrew crosses with nothing on except a jock strap and the electric shock dog collar each Captain will revile his verdict by shocking either Will or Bart. Since Bart does not know the secret of Davis, Will cannot cast a verdict, so Davis if needed will break a tied verdict, if needed. I then will yield the reading of the punishment to you Son.”

The Jones boys and Michaels stare in shock hearing Captain Olson calling me “Son.”

We go down to the great hall and find McIntosh and Captain Smyth as described by Captain Olson. We sit down at a table. Four other departments of firefighters are also sitting around other tables with their Captains. Captain Olson was one of them.

Captain Olson announces “Before we feast a Captains council was called and a verdict was proclaimed. If the Captain agrees with Firefighter McIntosh, Captain Smyth gets a shock and if not agreeing with Firefighter McIntosh, McIntosh will get the shock. In case of a 2 to 2 tie the Warden’s son will break the tie. The votes are cast McIntosh gets 1 shock, then another, a third and forth. The verdict was against McIntosh. Captain Olson announces “since we did not need the Warden’s son,” looking up towards an upper room, “how would you have voted Sir?”

I reach under the table and find one button I depress it. McIntosh receives a fifth shock.

Captain Olson continues “I ask someone to help Captain Smyth off his cross and take him to get dressed. Firefighter Davis the Warden has seen that this is your first time here you can read the punishment.”

I get up to a podium and find a note and read it “from the office of Warden Dawg, since found by decision given by the Captains your punishment Firefighter McIntosh will be bound in (http://www.mr-s-leather.com/PADSET5.html) Neoprene Wrist & Ankle, locked together as a ball during the meal. The others providing entertainment will be dressed only with dog hoods (http://www.mr-s-leather.com/HT222/leather-dog-hood.html), Rubber Puppy Paws (http://www.mr-s-leather.com/WR717/rubber-puppy-paws.html) and puppy tails (http://www.mr-s-leather.com/D471/puppy-tail.html) .”

“Let the meal and entertainment begin” Captain Olson announces.


(Last chapter coming soon: Will Davis tell everyone his first name? Will there be a possible new crew member?)