XVIII.
The last thing I mentioned was that Jonah didn't set up Timmy's new phone yet. Timmy doesn't really care. He likes imagining that Jonah had purchased him from the men who trafficked him. Actually, Timmy just went to them to ask if they would "kidnap" him and sell him somewhere very far from where he lived.
But then again, that's exactly what Timmy did. He investigated very thoroughly to find a city he could move to around a thousand miles away that would definitely be gay-friendly and also have a gay men who were into various aspects of bdsm.
He consideres his time since he moved here a great adventure. And this is definitely the best part of his adventure so far. So why would he bother being in touch with anyone back in the past except maybe for one of his four brothers and one of his two sisters, and even that's up for debate.
He was thinking about this when Jonah was driving them home after the brunch.
"So Tell me about this boy. What went down? Did you get him the Uber?"
"He didn't need it, Master. He'd made the whole thing up just to get away from Keith. He told me he would walk to a friend's place not far from here. I made sure he took Your number so he could call if he needed any help with the effects of that caning he got."
"I think Keith may be coming over, so we need to find out before this boy could ever come," Jonah tells him. Jonah realized that it might not be the best thing in the world to have both the boy and the Dom who beat him so badly in the house at the same time.
"Yes, if that happened, Master, couldn't we just stash the kid in one of the rooms. Keith's not going to go checking all the rooms in Your house, Master. And maybe I could stay with him, do You think, Sir?"
"Absolutely not. Because if Keith does come over he wants to see you naked and crawling and try to put you through something. He keeps telling Me that I'm spoiling you too much and turning you into some prima donna queen. If you got like that I'd quickly toss you out on the street. Or maybe turn you over to Zeke so he could straighten you out and turn you back into a butch faggot slave."
"But that's what You're doing with this boy, Master. So why need Zeke?"
"Maybe to toughen you up more than I can."
"Really? I thought You liked it that this slave is such a crybaby. You told Your boy that You liked seeing it, the boy's face all red and covered with tears and maybe even the nose running a little."
"Is that why you end up that way so often, Timmy?"
"Absolutely not, Master! You told me You never wanted me to pretend anything, and I don't. Everything is my real reaction. I couldn't play-act all the time . That would be exhausting and not worth the effort. Would never have to be acting all the time. Need to be myself, Master."
"So you think you've discovered what "yourself" is?"
"Even You've told Your boy that, Master, that it was born to become some Man's slave."
"Yes. I still believe that about you, Timmy. And you have more to offer than most masochistic bdsm sub boys. You are likeable, and many of them are not. The tend to attract Doms who are much darker than the usual guys."
"Darker? What is that, Sir?"
"By `darker' I mean that their tastes have a mean and demeaning edge to them, so if they can get their hands on a boy who's easy to despise, so much the better. They feel that justifies the way they treat it. Boys get wounded a lot, driven down into the dirt, literally.
Those are some of the ones you see in bdsm porn, the ones that get whipped or tortured much more severely than most subs could tolerate. They're the ones rented out to studios who make that kind of stuff. They bring in a lot of money to their Masters."
"Have You ever met a boy like that, Master?"
"No, I haven't. They aren't usually around the types of places I like going to. They're in the darkest parts of wherever they are."
Timmy giggles. "there's that word again: dark. Now I really understand about what it means. Maybe that's where I'll end up."
"Well then maybe I should sign you up to be a contestant in a nude mud wrestling match in one of the places that do such things."
"doesn't sound as bad as being thrown in a corner wearing nothing but piss-drenched jeans and barefoot while a bunch of guys were having spitting contests on its face," Timmy reminds Him.
"Wow. That's right. Right away you ended up in a dark situation. And you were asking for it, walking into that bar barefoot."
"Yes, I admit I was looking to get overwhelmed by something. Needed it."
"Do you still?"
"Still what, Master?"
"do you still need to get run over by something? something as drastic as what happened that night?"
Timmy thinks. "Not sure, Master."
"Well then it might be good if Keith shows up. I might let him get away with more than you'd expect."
"As long as he doesn't take out his cane, please, Master, Yellow."
"No need to worry about that, boy. But if he comes in with a black carrying-case, it will be an interesting evening, that's for sure." Jonah raises His steering wheel and dials the seat back. "Lean over here, faggot. Take out My cock and suck it while I'm driving."
That's the end of that discussion. Jonah drives carefully with both hands on the wheel, but from time to time He takes one and puts it on the back of the slave's head to direct the way it's sucking His cock. More than once He makes the boy gag and this gives Timmy a clear message that he's about to get overwhelmed on purpose by his Master.
Jonah's phone pings a text. He pulls over to the side of the road to check it, then types a quick answer and sends it. When He gets back on the road He tells Timmy that Keith is on his way over and that Timmy should strip and take a quick shower before he arrives, he can be the one to open the door-- naked, collared and caged--when Keith rings the doorbell.
Meanwhile, checking back on Barry, it turns out that his friend isn't home when he gets to his place so Barry sends his Uncle Anthony an SOS and almost immediately his phone rings. "Where are you? What's going on?" Barry tells him and says he got caned by some guy and just got away from him. Right away Anthony sends a car to get him. "Stay indoors until the limo arrives." he tells the boy.
He has some other things he intends to tell the boy when he gets here, but they can wait. We'll look in on him again later to find out what develops when he uncle gets his hands on him. No, reader, not in "that way." Get your mind out of the gutter, will you?
Speaking of the gutter, when Timmy opens the door wide to stand there naked before Keith (who is carrying his case), Keith immediately says, "What the fuck are you doing standing up, faggot? Get down on the ground where cheap cocksuckers like you belong."
"Now it begins," Timmy says to himself as he wills himself to let his mind slip into subspace as he collapse into a groveling position before Master Keith. Keith walks in past the slave and orders it to shut the door and make sure it's locked. Then he walks inside and Jonah greets him and offers him a beer. They both disappear inside and Timmy just collapses in on himself resting up before Keith gets going at him. Master Keith, that is.
***** Just a public service announcement: the word "boy" in this story always refers to someone over 18 years old. Timmy is 22.*****
"Do you always allow the slave to answer the door standing up?" Keith asks Jonah. "I get callers who aren't into the whole protocol thing much. They've been around other naked slaves so it's not anything that would freak them out. If necessary, I don't involve the boy in anything else. Different strokes for different folks. And sometimes, I'll even have the slave wearing a pair of white briefs covering its cage. In fact, I'm thinking of bringing the slave to "Inferno" tomorrow night to see the Czech guys when Karl has them there. I'll have it in white briefs that night too. I think that looks sexier than a jockstrap."
Keith laughs. "I can just see myself pulling down the back of the boy's briefs just to see its ass and to whether of not it got thrashed recently. If not, I'll take care of the problem myself without even having to pull the slave's briefs down any further than they already are. My crop will quickly get some color on a slave's pale ass. I see strap marks on Your boy, Jonah.
"Yes. My primary tool for discipline with this boy. By the way, I thought it was kind of extreme giving that twink six strokes of the cane. No offense, though, just saying. . . )
"None taken." (which means "fuck you and the horse you rode in on!) "It was a very whippy cane and left thig red stripes on the brat. The next time I see that faggot I'll deal with that shit he pulled today, not letting me know he had to leave early to go to his Daddy."
"Um, Keith, I highly doubt there will be a "next time" with that boy. I also noted that he hardly touched his breakfast. That was unusual. Something was going on with that kid. Robbing the cradle are you?" "Fuck you, Jonah. I seem to remember times when you liked them young as well."
"sure, back when I was a junior in college. There was two years' age difference between me and them."
"Oh. Well then one you got crawling around out there is an old man compared."
"Again, Keith, three years younger than me. Do you see a pattern here?"
They love sparring like this when they get together. Each is an expert on the other's weaknesses and they love to put their thumbs on each other's pressure points.
"That kid looks a lot younger than you, dude."
"nope, over 21 even. Anyway, let me call it in here. Let you have some fun. No canes, though. No. In fact, let's just go down to the dungeon. You haven't seen it since I started getting equipment for it." He calls Timmy and tells him to walk down the stairs to the dungeon—just to alert Keith so he doesn't start yelling at the slave again."
Right away Keith gets the idea to attach weights to the slave's balls then make it crawl back up the stairs. He suggests it to Jonah. "It always stands on the stairs. But it could pull the weights around the room if that'll float your boat." Keith is nothing if not creative and as soon as they get down there Keith opens his case and puts clips on the boy's nipples and connects them by a chain to its balls, then binds the balls to heavy weights to drag behind him as he crawls the length of the basement—the entire length of the house, so it's a good distance, then he takes a light whip to flick on the slave's back and ass as it makes its painful way up and down until there are tears falling from the slave's eyes.
Keith unclips the nipples which makes Timmy cry out even more and then continue crawling with Keith stinging its flesh. Finally Jonah gives a sign for things to stop. Keith orders the slave to grovel right where it is, then gets in back of it and takes the weights off completely.
"You should have the little faggot crawl while dragging weights like that every couple days," Keith tells him.
"Noted," Jonah says, which actually means "fuck you and your sadistic ideas." They've been through this a lot of times. After a while Keith calls the slave over. He takes out his cock, and orders the slave to suck him off. His dick was fat and blunt and Timmy was able to swallow the whole thing without too much trouble.
"One thing I'll say, Jonah, is that you got this bitch sucking cock real good now. Is it piss-trained as well?"
"Only for Mine," says Jonah. "Noted," says Keith, which actually means "you are such a fucking prude."
"Swallow cum?" asks Keith and Jonah nods His assent. Fortunately Timmy had gotten used to swallowing cum back when Roger began to force him to do it. At first it disgusted him but the boy's natural submissiveness eventually took over and after a while he developed a taste not only for cum itself but also because he was turned on by the fact that in his mind it was such a humiliating form of servitude.
Eventually the boy learned that every man's cum has its own distinct taste back when he was milking the cocks of unseen guys in the library bathroom like the dirty little pervert he was becoming.
END OF CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
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Finally, here's the list of my former stories and when the ends of the stories were posted. Always best to read them in order.
- The Alex Chronicles 9/25/2022 These four are connected: 2. Sweet Subjugation 1/15/2023 3. Brandon's Bosses 4/3/2023 4. Brandon's Brothers 5/29/2023 5. Total Subjugation: 5/25/2023
Stand-alone stories: 6. Tommy Loves His Sub 8/17/2023 7. Training Toby 12/31/2023 8. Breaking Me In 3/10/2024 9. The Brothel Slave 3/31/2024
Have a nice day! Rob