The Coffee Shop Pt. 04

"That's for what you tried to do to Paul, you bastard!" Andy cried out as his face suddenly turned red with anger. "I'm gonna make you pay, you son of a bitch! Big time! Count on it!" Andy let loose a strong and savage blow to Cody's backside. The resulting slap on Cody's behind was like a clap of thunder. Suddenly I realized that Andy wasn't kidding about this! He was beyond angry, he was furious! I was too late to stop Andy's next blow. Cody yelped in pain and tears started to form in his eyes. I shook off my momentary paralysis and raced around the table towards Andy.

"Please, boss? Please Mr. Alpha? Please don't hit me any more!" Cody begged Andy and me. There was no mistaking the look of sheer terror that was on Cody's face. He was scared clear down to his bones. "I'm sorry for what I tried to do to Paul back at the restaurant! Really I am! Please don't . Boss, help me please! He's gonna beat the shit outta me!" Cody howled at me as he struggled futility to get off of the table.

I managed to thrust my body between Cody and Andy before Andy could land the next blow. "STOP IT!" I screamed at Andy, as I tried to grab his attention. "What in the hell do you think you're doing?" I screamed at him.

"Get out of the way, Paul. I mean it. Cody deserves this, and he's going to get it," Andy said in a voice as cold as an arctic wind.

I gulped in surprise at the finality and coldness in Andy's voice. I had never seen him so determined about anything. It remarkable that he could be so angry and sound so cold at the same time. "No. This isn't right and you know it, Alpha," I said to him, as I struggled to keep my voice reasonable. At least I had remembered to use his assumed name.

"This IS what Cody deserves, and YOU know it, Paul!" Andy barked at me, as the anger started to take control of his voice. He glared at me, but he didn't resist when I pushed him back a step away from Cody.

"No." I said firmly and looked Andy dead in the eyes. I gazed up at him and fixed a look of iron determination on my face. "I won't let you do this." I pushed him back another step.

"WHY THE HELL NOT?!" Andy yelled at me, his face red with rage.

"It's wrong, and you know it," I answered calmly. "I won't let you do this to Cody or to yourself."

"IT'S WHAT HE DESERVES!" Andy screamed at me, as he wildly waved his arms in the air.

"Maybe, but you don't have the right to take advantage of a helpless man, Alpha," I countered letting my voice move from being cool to cold. I knew that it was pointless to get into a shouting match with Andy. One of us had to try and remain calm. "No one has the right to abuse another individual. No one. You know that, as well as I do. Are you really going to stand there and try to claim otherwise?" I asked him, my words coated with frost.

"IT'S NOT FAIR!" Andy cried out in frustration. He slowly lowered his arms. He was still upset, but his anger had cooled somewhat. His eyes didn't leave mine for a second. I looked at Andy, deep into his eyes and behind the anger I saw pain and shame. I would deal with that shortly. Right now Cody demanded my attention.

"No, it isn't fair. Life isn't fair. But that still doesn't give you, or anyone else, the right to beat on a helpless man," I said shoving the ice covered words into Andy's ears. "We can discuss this later. Right now you need to go and untie Cody. He's in pain. You tied him up, so you should untie him."

"Fine," Andy said crossly, as he shifted his anger from Cody to me. . He broke eye contact with me and started to walk around me and towards Cody.

"One more thing, Alpha," I called out to him, catching his attention.

He turned and looked at me. "What now?" He grumbled.

"Deep down you know I'm right about this. Don't let your anger cloud your compassion. That's not who you are," I said with renewed warmth. "If for no other reason, please, do it for me." I said a hint of pleading in my voice, and holding up my left hand so Andy could see the ring, his ring, encircling the ring finger of my left hand.

Andy looked at me for a few seconds. He flicked his eyes from my face to the gold ring on my finger and then back to my face. "I'll do it, but only because you asked me," he said softly, but I could tell his heart wasn't in it. Andy continued his interrupted journey to Cody.

I looked over at Cody, wondering what he was thinking of all this. Cody looked back at me, his eyes still wide with fright. "Keep Alpha away from me, boss, please?" He begged me.

"I intend to, Cody, once he has untied you." I stated calmly. "I think you'll feel safer and enjoy yourself more if you're untied now."

"My hands are starting to get numb, boss," Cody admitted. "I think it's a good idea. But does Alpha have to untie me? Can't you do it instead?"

"Alpha is not going to hurt you, Cody. I promised you that before we started all this, and I've kept my word. Now just relax. Alpha is going to put you back so you are sitting on the table, because that will make it easier to untie you." I did my best to reassure Cody with my words. He looked a bit doubtful but he nodded his head. It's not like he really had a choice. He couldn't exactly run away after all.

Andy approached Cody slowly. With measured and careful moves he rolled Cody off of his knees and onto his left side. It was a simple matter to then roll Cody up so that he was sitting on his bum again. Andy snatched up the nearly empty spool of cord and started to unwrap the cord from about Cody's neck. Cody gulped nervously a few times, but otherwise remained motionless. He was still very uncomfortable at having Andy near him, but he wasn't as terrified of Andy as he had been a few moments before. Cody trusted me, and was assured that I would not let Andy harm him.

Methodically and efficiently Andy finished removing the cord from about Cody's neck. Andy rolled up the slack cord on the spool, and proceeded with untying Cody's writs from his knees. This entailed passing the spool of cord over Cody's wrists and under Cody's knees several time. After a few minutes of work Andy had freed Cody's writes from his knees. Andy quietly continued undoing the cords from about Cody's wrists. It took only a couple of minutes for Andy to free Cody's wrists from their restraints. Cody let out a long sigh of relief as he lowered his torso onto the table. "God that feels better, boss," he said quietly as he lay down on his back, closed his eyes and sighed several more times. In the process Cody's cowboy hat was knocked off of his head and toppled off to his right side, where it rested upside down. Cody pulled his arms apart, and stretched them up and over his head for a couple of moments. Cody open his eyes and turned his head about looking for something. He turned his body onto his right side as he reached over his body with his left hand and snatched up his black cowboy hat. Carefully he set his cowboy hat down on the table so that the hat was resting on its rim, instead of its crown. Satisfied, Cody lowered his torso back on to the table. Cody lowered his arms and rested his wrists on his stomach, while Andy wound up the slack cord onto the spool. Cody lay there with his eyes closed, resting as Andy start to untie Cody's thighs. Soon Andy had the cord unwound from about Cody's thighs, and start to unwind the cords that were just below Cody's knees. This did not take Andy very long since Cody cooperated by keeping his legs pulled up and bend at a ninety degree angle at his knees. With only Cody's ankles to be untied, Andy did not have much left to do. I started watching both Andy and Cody very carefully for any signs of an argument or a fight breaking out between them. Andy freed Cody's ankles and pulled the last loops of cord off of Cody's body. Cody lowered his legs to the table with a loud sigh of relief. Cody's legs moved slightly apart as he relaxed them.

"Thank you boss. That feels so much better," Cody muttered softly, as he lay there on the table with his eyes closed. "I can feel the blood coming back into my legs and my arms, now." he let the last word hang as he sighed and appreciated anew his freedom of movement.

Andy looked at me with a slightly resentful expression on his face as he finished coiling up the cord on the spool. He carefully put the spool on the dinning room table and walked over to where I was standing, taking care not to say or make any sound that might alarm Cody. "Now what?" He whispered to me.

"Hang on a second, okay?" I asked him. He nodded silently. I walked over to Cody and placed my fingertips on his forehead. "Going down deeper and deeper Cody. Relaxing more and more with each breath that you take and with each minute that passes. Letting all the sounds in the room drift away, until such time as I say to you 'Cowboy Cody get ready'. Nod your head when you understand, Cody," I instructed him.

Cody nodded his head almost immediately. Despite the slight problems of the evening, Cody was still as responsive as ever to my suggestions and power. I removed my fingertips from Cody's forehead. I walked away from Cody and headed for the living room, waving at Andy to follow me. A few moments later we sat down next to each other on the sofa. I looked at him and tried to pick up the thread of the argument we were having.

"Cody will ignore us and what we say until he hears me say that phrase, Alpha. But we should keep our voices low and calm anyway. Anger isn't going to help the situation any," I said quietly to Andy looking him in the eyes.

"True," Andy said. He didn't say anything more. He was still angry. I could see it clearly in his eyes. I had successfully redirected Andy's angry from Cody to me, but now I had to figure out how to break through that wall of rage and reach the real Andy inside. The compassionate and caring man that I had come to know so well over these wonderful and weird weeks, that had accumulated into many marvelous months. That was the man I had to try to reach. I wasn't about to give up on all that. Not on Andy I wasn't. Not by a damn sight.

Trying to help Andy to see that he was wrong in what he wanted to do to Cody wasn't working. He wasn't willing to listen to me, at least not about that. I looked at Andy for a few minutes. I so wanted to reach up and kiss him or to hold him and help him feel better, but this wasn't the right time to do that.

"I'm sorry, dear heart," I said softly as I kept my gaze locked on his eyes. "If I had known that you felt this way about Cody, I would never have agreed to this session with him. I should never have put you in this position in the first place. It was wrong of me, and I'm sorry."

Andy looked at me silently. I waited for him to say something or to do something. I searched his eyes for some sign that I'd reached him. Andy's expression didn't change one iota. I couldn't tell if he was thinking about what I said, or if he was ignoring it. My heart said that Andy had heard me, but my heart also said that something more was needed.

"Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?" I asked him as I swallowed my pride. This was not the time to bring up the fact that the decision to grant Cody his session had been agreed by both of us. If there was a case of poor judgment here, we shared in it equally, in my view. This most definitely was not the time to bring that up. I let the minutes drift by as I waited for some type of response from Andy. The silence was deafening.

"Always," Andy said softly, finally breaking the silence. A smile blossomed on his face and his eyes became warm once again as he reached out and brushed the left side of my face with his right hand. Andy gazed into my eyes as I smiled back at him. I knew that I had climbed the wall and reached him. He looked down for a few seconds, as if he were trying to think of what to say next. Slowly Andy raised his head and looked me in the eyes. "You're right, damn it. I'm sorry, Texas," he muttered in voice so soft I strained to hear him. "The truth is, I should be asking you to forgive me," he muttered, just a bit louder so that I could hear him. "I nearly lost control of myself. I don't know what happened. It was like a madness. I just saw Cody all tied up and helpless and I remembered what he tried to do to you and suddenly all I wanted to was beat him to a bloody pulp. If it weren't for your words." He left the thought unfinished.

"If you had beaten up Cody, I'm not sure that I could have forgiven you for that, dear heart," I told him. "A spanking is one thing, but you were ready to barrel across the line. I could not have condoned that, even though I love you."

"I think a part of me knew that when you were standing there protecting Cody," Andy spoke to me as he calmed down even more. "Thank you for pulling me back front from the brink, Texas." Andy kissed me on the lips, softly and tenderly.

"Anytime, dear heart, anytime," I said after Andy had broken off the kiss a few moments later. "Did you enjoy seeing Cody tied up an helpless?" I asked him, as curiosity got the better of me.

"Yes," Andy replied with a blush. "I didn't think I would, but I did. You don't think any less of me for that or for what I nearly did to Cody, do you?" He asked with concern in his eyes and some uneasiness on his face.

"I thank you for being honest with me, dear heart. You showed that you have your weaknesses and faults just like me and everyone else in the world. You might have come close to falling off the edge of the cliff, but you pulled yourself back in time," I answered him, as I started to get misty-eyed.

"But if it weren't for you, for your words, I might not have stopped," Andy replied sadly. "I was ready to beat Cody to a pulp, and the only thing that stopped me was you. I've never felt that way before, and frankly it scares me." Andy's lips trembled with the last few words. I could see that he was genuinely scared about having come so close to losing control of himself.

"You chose to hear my words and to listen to me. I didn't pull you back from the edge of that cliff, dear heart, you did. All I did was point out to you that you were standing on the edge," I said trying my best to reassure him. "You are a just, honorable and noble man, dear heart. You're not a sadistic bully who preys on helpless victims. All I did was to remind you of that fact. You stopped yourself. You kept control of yourself. You could have easily brushed me aside, if you'd really wanted to hurt Cody, but you didn't. You maintained the right." The last words were nearly choked off with a sob. I blinked quickly to clear away the tears that threatened to spill out of my eyes. "How could I not respect, admire and love your for that?" I asked him as looked into those soft doe brown eyes that I had come to know so very well.

"God, I don't deserve a man like you, Texas," Andy said with a sob. "I'm not good enough to love you, but damn it I do. I love you with every fiber of my being, and with each breath that I take."

"That is all I can hope for, more than I could ask of you, and far more than I deserve, dear heart," I said with a sob of my own. I wrapped my arms about Andy and hugged him gently but firmly. I felt rather than heard him let out a soft shuddering sigh. I looked up a that handsome face of his and noticed that the worry, concern and uneasiness has faded away and been replaced with a look of peace and calm. If I didn't know better I would have sworn that he'd just slipped back into one of his hypnotic trances.

"I'm ready to continue with Cody, if you are Texas," Andy said softly as he smiled at me warmly. He gave me a big warm hug of thanks, as he smiled at me.

"Me too," I responded. I took a deep breath and walked over to Cody. I looked down at him as he lay there on the dining room table. His suit jacket was pushed off of his chest, hanging down to the sides, so I had a wonderfully clear view of Cody's chest and the front of his pants. His cowboy hat was resting by his head on his right side. Cody looked peaceful and at ease. I glanced down at the front of his suit pants. It came as no surprise that he had lost his erection. Fear has been known to do that. So, I would have to start from scratch and simulate Cody all over again.

"Cowboy Cody get ready," I said to Cody as I place the fingertips of my right hand on his forehead.

"Ready, boss," Cody muttered as his lips curved into a small smile.

"How do you feel Cody?" I asked him as I removed my fingertips from his forehead.

"Pretty good, boss. I feel relaxed and comfortable and pleasantly warm," he answered with a slight slur in his voice.

"You'll feel a lot better and go down deeper into hypnosis when you roll over onto your stomach and pillow your head in your arms, Cody," I suggested to him.

"Yes, boss," Cody replied, as he lay there. "Did you want me to roll over now, boss?" He asked after a few moments of silence.

"Yes, I do. Now be a good little cowboy, Cody," I answered him.

"Yes, boss! Right away, boss!" Cody barked out as he opened his eyes and started to roll his body to his left. "See, boss? See? I'm rolling over just like you wanted, boss. I'm your good little cowboy, boss," he chirped out while he finished rolling over and repositioning his body on the table. He had to do that since the dining room table was not as wide as queen sized bed, and Cody did not want to roll of the edge of the table. Less than a minute after speaking Cody was lying on his stomach on the dining room table, with his head pillowed on his arms. His eyes were closed and he was taking slow deep breaths as he let himself relax more and more. With Cody's arms raised above shoulder level his suit jacket was hike up across his back, which exposed nearly all of the back of his suit pants to my gaze. (Now you know why I had him pillow his head on his arms. I wasn't doing it just for his comfort.)

"Nice ass, Cody," I complimented him. I found both his willingness to obey me, and his enthusiasm in carrying out my instructions to be stimulating. My cock was starting to stir, just a little bit, which was a great feeling. (Cody wasn't the only person who had lost his erection.) It helped to put me back into the proper frame of mind to keep the promise that I'd made to Cody earlier this evening.

"Thank you, boss." Cody replied dreamily, as he kept his eyes closed. A hint of a smile touched his lips.

"Good. He's still in a receptive frame of mind. That will make things easier," I thought to myself. "Well, I'd better get started. I don't have all night," I muttered to myself. I walked around to the other side of the table so that I was on Cody's right side. (I prefer to work from that side, for some reason. Maybe it is because I'm right handed.) I took a deep breath and let it out slowly in a long soft sigh as I braced myself to begin. I leaned over Cody's slim and attractive body, and placed my hands on his ass, one hand on each buttock. I started to move my hands in slow smooth steady circles on both of Cody's buttocks, as reacquainted myself with the feel, texture and firmness of Cody's ass.

"Mmmmm.that's nice, boss." Cody muttered happily.

I didn't offer any response. It wasn't necessary. Besides at that particular moment, I was more interested in was what was beneath my fingertips that in talking with Cody. I stopped moving my hands in circles and let them roam over those two terrific mounds of Cody's. Up and down, over and around. The suit pant material was soft, warm and smooth. Cody's ass was wonderfully firm and it was with unmitigated joy that I closed my hands about Cody's buttocks and grabbed a double handful of his ass.

"Yes, boss. Squeeze me, please," Cody muttered with a joyous sigh. The smile on his face grew bigger and he nodded his head a few times as my hands kneaded his ass. I didn't know who was enjoying this more, him or me, but it was pretty safe bet that we were both enjoying ourselves. After a minute or so of butt grabbing, I decided to go onto the next stage. I took my right index finger and traced the central seam of Cody's suit pants, that is the seam that ran down the back of Cody's pants in between his buttocks. I pressed down firmly and plunged my index finger in between Cody's butt cheeks as far as I could. As I had already mentioned earlier, that wasn't very far because the material of Cody's pants was stretched tightly across his buttocks. Nevertheless the resistance it offered was both intriguing and erotic. I moved my finger from the top of the seam where it started at the waistband of Cody's suit pants, and traced that seam all way down to Cody's crotch. Slowly I retraced the path back up to the top of the seam. Slowly, but firmly I repeated the process over and over and over. (Yes I had just done this sort of thing only a few minutes ago, but sometimes repeats can be a lot of fun!)