Spiritual Retreats – Chapter 14

The bus started off toward the sports complex of the parceling, and the atmosphere was tense. It felt like what we had just gone through with the horses had left some of us thoughtful and offended and others sore. This punishment had messed with many people’s heads. My ass still hurt. I could see Sebastián next to me, very pensive, head down, and also with some discomfort in his ass. David was the most uncomfortable of all, to the point that he had to stand up to finish the ride because he couldn’t bear sitting down. Esteban and Manuel were quiet, and the discomfort and humiliation they had just received could be seen on their faces. Luis did show a little more calm, the result, I imagined, of his age and maturity. The rest of the guys went in silence; nobody spoke. Everything was in tense calm. The ride to the final destination was short. This time I didn’t want to lash out more at Sebastián. I knew he was uncomfortable and I didn’t want to increase that feeling any more. I knew it wasn’t the moment to submit him and sodomize him more, but I also knew the ball was still in my court, and I would find the moment to attack again. That macho was at the best point for me to keep showing him my dominance over him.

Carlos announced our arrival and immediately made us get off. Once we were all lined up beside the bus, he told us we were at the sports complex of the place called Ararat, and that it had a gym, an aquatic area, indoor soccer courts, squash courts, sports slabs for other sports, a lake for water sports called Bethesda, and a large green area for golf and other outdoor sports. It was obvious that people with a lot of money lived in this place. That unsettled me even more, and I wanted to keep exploring what else was hidden, not only in El Edén, but in the rest of the farms and common areas of the parceling.

As we walked to visit the first place of this tour, I could notice the discomfort of the recently punished, especially David and Sebastián. I felt in these guys a pain much deeper than the physical, and I was starting to feel some pity for them, but also some relief, because I didn’t want to keep feeling like they had me in their hands. On the contrary, if these situations we had lived through could put me in a superior place to them, I was going to take full advantage of it.

We reached the court area and sports slabs. This tour was quick, and I could notice that because of the day and hour we were there, the public or number of visitors was low, just a few people practicing some sport. Then, from a kind of deck beside one of the indoor soccer courts, they invited us to look out over the wide green areas where the whole golf course and the large lake could be seen.

Once these first tours were over, we arrived at the gym, where a large sign could be seen that said: “Welcome to Nazareth.” All those names seemed pretty cliché to me, all so religious, so biblical, and thinking about eve...