The Island Estate Part 4

Author: ianlt
Title: The Island Estate Part 4
Date: 01 September 2015

THE ISLAND ESTATE
PART 4


Early in the morning, the Boss went back to the main house. And we enjoyed a rare bit of unscheduled time cuddling with each other in bed. But it was a full day, and after eating and the standard morning personal chores, it was time to report to the gym.
The trainer had long decided to emphasize our individual body types. His goal was for both of us to be well defined and with a body fat around 3-5%, and in great aerobic shape. So the first 45 minutes of our workout was the typcial intense “Cross-Fit” type workout, constantly moving from one activity to another using kettle balls and weights, and dry-land exercise. The concession to his sadistic streak was he carried a flogger and freely used it on us if he felt there were any signs of faltering. Plus he enjoyed the role of a military boot camp seargent.
The next part was what we called “the reverse specialty time” I was put through a lighter weight (lighter, not light) workout with lots of reps and frequesnt use of the flogger for added incentive to push out a few more reps, while Todd was put on the treadmill for a run.
The final 45 minutes was “the specialty time” me on the treadmill and Todd in the weight area. Before we started, we both stripped off our work out clothes. Then the Trainer removed my chastity device, tightly looping a rope around my ball sack, seperating each ball in a streched, spread, tied off section. This rope was tied to the front of the treadmill. Nipple clamps were put on my nips and tied to a string that went through a pulley in front the the treadmill, and tied to a weight on the ground. But the weight only stayed on the ground if I didn’t drift back away from the front of the treadmill. He tied my fully erect cock up and tied the PA to the nipple clamp string. Finally a eyeless leather hood with a penis gag was tied tightly to my head. The treadmill was set on “random” and off I would go, It is really difficult to run blind, and it does require a lot more muscle conditioning than when you have vision. Needless to say, with the random speed settings, not being able to see the changes, not able to expect them, my nipple clamps lifted the weight off the floor at regular intervals, and I clearly knew that I had to stay away from the back of the treadmill, nor lose my balance, which would rip my nuts off. The trainer really liked to startle me from time to time with a good thud from the flogger.
While I was getting preped, Todd placed himself into locked heavy steel shackles around his waist, wrists, ankles, and neck, there was chain that connected them all, but wil plenty of room for a full range of exercise. The trainer then romved the chastity device, but quickly replaced it with the chastity tube and ball cage with sharp spikes. The trainer knows how arroused we both get from this part of our workout. Then Todd goes through a heavy weight workout, short reps very heavy weights. The trainer sets a lifting pace and if Todd drops off that pace the flogger hits his front or back.
At the end of our workout, the trainer releases both of us, both of us drenched in sweat. We put our regular chastity devices back on, and kneel in fornt of him. While standing over us, it is obvious his shorts are wet in his croth too. He pees into a bottle, then moves between us and our open mouths with his fully erect cock. His head is back, his moaning is loud, his eyes are closed, and he rams us hard and aggressively. He pulls out and strokes himself to orgasm. His cum is usually voluminous and is mixed into his pee bottle. Panting, he adds some sports drink, and watches us drink it. For a straight guy, he sure enjoys the process, but I’m pretty sure it is the erotic sadism and total domination that he gets arroused by.
As soon as we finish off the bottle, he laughs, smiles, jokes, and embraces us. He has returned to his non-sadistic great demeanor. It is like night and day. He had been recording our work, and sets some goals for our next workouts. He heads back to the house, and we clean up. Soon he will be back with the boss and the two of them will work out together, and this will be followed by the trainer meeting with the sister and her kids for a fun-spirited workout. He has a busy morning.






We get to rest, eat, shower, relax. Well, for an hour or so at any rate. Todd then meets the engineer with his golf cart and they head down the road to the dock and then back up the road on the north hill to review the performance of the large windmill. They will subsequently compare the power output of the single large windmill to the many small ones on the roof of the Stable. Clearly if small ones work, there would be less issue with bird-kill and less objection to the sight of massive towers ruining the landscape.
I load up the arborists and we head over to an area with Arbutus trees which are beyond saving from the fungus they seem to get in this area. They will work all Saturday and Sunday morning removing the trees. I leave them to start, and return with the tractor and giant shredder to clear the debris.
In the early afternoon, the whole group gathers for lunch. Because it is a warm sunny day, the staff have put up picnic tables on the lawn and we have a huge merry lunch. Before lunch the kids, after their workout had been given some yard work to do. I always make sure to leave some chores for them if I know they are coming. This always includes weeding for the younger ones, since that is a universally despised chore. As a result weeding makes a really good work ethic to suffer through. The eldest nephew had hiked down to where we were working on the Arbutus trees, and joined me feeding the shredder.
Now after lunch we all have playtime, in the non-kinky sense of the word. The only requirement is that it involves a lot of physical activity, so swimming, tennis, tag, dodgeball, The kids are always paired with one of the five adults to work as a team. Given that it is a calm warm day, the trainer and I take the kids out on the water in the runabout to go “inner tubing” Our goal will be to run around the water fast enough, and in a pattern circuitous enough so it will throw the “screaming with glee” kids flying off the inner tubes and into the cold water. It is amazing how much the trainer and I like and enjoy each other. Admittedly I wildy enjoy my brutal gym time with him, but on this whole different level, we can joke, chat, and slyly tease each other.
As it cools off, we head indoors to read, relax, play board games and get ready for another magnificent formal meal. I’ve read books about the Great English country houses in the last half of the 19th century, and this clearly emulates the best of that lifestyle.