Shock

My slave totally shocked me last night. We were watching a program about prison life in Arizona. The focus of the program was gangs and gang violence in the prison. He said and he meant it, violence in prison could be ended by chaining people the way you chain me, so they can't do anything but sit there bored out of their minds. Give them minimal nutrition, don't give them any privileges and let them rot in the hell that they create for themselves. If they committed violent acts, let then let them rot without possibility of release.

Then he recanted by saying that he thought non-violent and prisoners who can be reformed should be separated from prisoners who committed violent crimes. If they become a threat then they should be chained with the violent prisoners.

Slave is so humanistic in most things that it was a shock to hear him.

Things like this amuse me. Serendipitous coincidence always amuses me. Watching the program about prisons and our conversation come as I finished a deal with and architectural re-use store for
six prison cells from a 19th century jail that was torn down and my plan to bring slave north this afternoon to be riveted in his heavy chains again. slave doesn't know about my plans and I am sure he will not like being in the heavy chains again but he won't protest. I'm bringing him home in the chains this time so I have direct control of him.

"Everything you have ever wanted
  is on the other side of fear."
                         - George Addair

slave was up early today. He was sitting on the deck waiting for the sunrise over the valley. He had a cup of coffee on the deck floor alongside of his chair. He wore a checked shirt, jeans, his shit kickers, cowboy hat and tan leather gloves. He held a lit cigar in his teeth while he pleasured his tits. It was such a beautiful site that I stood inside the door and watched him.