”“Oh, I doubt that,” my mother told me with a bitter smile. “We’re a safe place to put the blame at least until she needs the money. Why mes... with that?”“That’s ... true,” I said, realization dawning on me. “She’s trying to get the money now. She’s planning on bolting. She’s got to have a plan, a new identity, a place picked out.” I looked at her directly. “Do you have his cellphone number?” I asked.She nodded and I told her I wanted to talk to him after breakfast. “I don’t want the girls to. “Congratulations, son. But you’ll need to celebrate out of the pool. We still have a few more events to run tonight.”“Oh. Sorry,” I stuttered.“All good. Congratulations again. Good luck in Hamburg.”I made my way to the side of the pool and climbed out. Our conditioning coach was waiting there and he threw his arm across my shoulders.“Berserker, huh?” he grinned.“I’ll never complain again about those pulleys again,” I grinned back.If you ever studied ancient history or studied classical. The punishment is very long and painfull.I’m going to install a remote control color around your balls and cock then I’m gona give you a level one pain to give you an idea what level 5 or 7 would be like and the thing goes to level 10.Now let’s get on with it I already pushed a liquid laxative through the tube going down your throat and now I’m going to start your enemas if you notice I have a half inch double balloon catheter shoved up your rear and here comes the first gallon , ohh I wish. My favorite time of day was at the gym after school. It was aprivate gym a long way from my school. It was the only placeother than my home, where I could still be me. I even had a fewfriends that were regulars there and for the next few months thiswas the highlight of my day.Then one day, there was a group of men working out and they keptlooking at me. They were quite a bit older than me. They lookedin their mid to late twenties so they definitely weren't from myschool. One of them was.