"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 16. A dream, an email and a call
A week goes by. A week where brandon goes about that ordinary college life he was thinking about, but underneath the surface there is a throbbing pain that he keeps trying to ignore. He's no longer staying naked. He has little interest to go looking for someone new to get it on with. He has been forcing himself to eat. He stays away from the Rainbow table because he doesn't want any word to get back to Justin. He even has periods of time when he is genuinely happy and having fun. The one thing that is helping him the most is that he enjoys his classes so much that he's able to direct his energy and attention to his studies and his creative work. And time goes on . . . .
He has a dream one night which is very fuzzy, almost as if the characters in the dream were made of puffs of clouds. They appear and then dissolve almost as quickly as they appeared. The next night a similar dream occurred and this time at least he could faintly make out an outline. Two persons, one seated, the other kneeling between its legs. The third night they became perfectly clear and he knew at once it was Billy and alex, and alex' head was resting in Billy's lap while Billy stroked the back of his head. Billy spoke and brandon heard the words more with his heart than with his ears. "No-one is happier than a born slave in love with its Master. Be what you are, my child." And the dream disappeared and was replaced by a scene between him and Gary and Gary had just used him and left him and he was alone and weeping. That dream woke him up. It was only 5 am. brandon went and took a shower to wash out the cobwebs in his mind and then walked naked back into his room with his towel around his neck. As he was on the way, one of his classmates—Jonny--was heading into the shower. He stopped walking as brandon approached him. He looked the boy over and smiled and said, "Naked again, huh? Good for you. But where's your cage, dude? That little dick shouldn't be bouncing in the breeze like a real cock." He exposed his ample member to brandon and winked at him. "Let me know when you're caged again and I'll let you taste mine, cocksucker," and went on his way.
It was all too much to deny. Brandon craved that happiness Billy was talking about. Billy's words from the dream echoed in his mind, "a born slave in love with its Master."
It was time for him to admit what he was. As soon as he got back to his room, he sat at his laptop and composed an email.
Dear Justin,
I'm just a dumb kid and confused about many things, but there is one thing I am not confused about at all, and that is that I miss You so much it hurts. Hurts much more than being bound to Your post and getting whipped. I think I'd rather be whipped every day than have to make my way through these days in college without You. Please, Sir?
I put an ad out on line saying I am a beginner sub looking for someone willing to guide me. Stupid thing to do because there you are and you taught me so much in just the six days we were in contact than anything else I ever learned, stupid twink that I am. Sir, You wouldn't believe all the really sick and disgusting offers I had, one from a man almost three times my age who wanted to be my Daddy, and others even worse than that. Finally I was contacted by someone who is a student on campus and we met for coffee and at first, I thought it might turn out to be a good thing. He asked me a lot of questions and I answered as honestly as I could, and he told me that he could see I really needed to be trained as a good faggot cocksucker and that he was an expert at training subs. He said he had 7 inches, just like You, and that he was going to train my throat and it would be good for me because once he was finished with me I'd be able to take 7 or 8 inches and not be uncomfortable with it.
He also said that it turned him on to see faggot cocksuckers whose faces were covered with tears and snot from being trained, and he described for me exactly what would happen when we went back to his place. Oh, and he also wanted to drug me with an "edible" but I told him that I would be afraid to try it the first time. I asked him if I could have time to think about it (sounds familiar, doesn't it?) and he got annoyed and asked me what was holding me back. I told him that it just seemed so cold.
Sir, I never felt things were cold with You, even when You were punishing me or when You gave me that lecture the morning before you sent me home, and I've been reading all the things You told me and they all make more sense than everything else that's been going on. And I felt that You cared. With this guy, there was no caring at all; in fact, he told me that it was a simple business arrangement. He gets what he wants, which was to beat me and train my throat, and I benefit because I'd be a better cocksucker for others once he got done with me. He gave me his card to contact him once I got the guts to go through with it and he walked out of the coffee shop leaving me sitting there alone.
Sir, I haven't had any desire to do anything with anyone, but I went to the library basement a couple of times, figuring that I'm not bound to follow Your instructions any more, but no one was ever there. But today after being with that guy in the coffee shop someone did come in and I sucked his smallish cock and jerked myself. He came quickly and left and then I tried to finish myself off but couldn't.
And that's another thing. Since I was with You I have had no desire to even jerk off. It's almost as if I'm still caged and can't touch myself. And it kind of scares me because I haven't been able to cum at all and I don't understand what is happening to me.
Sir, maybe I'm being crazy, but I think that if I was with You I would never ever even care about cumming ever again. It was more satisfying getting You to cum than anything I could do to myself.
So I guess that's about all I have to tell You. I miss You and especially I miss having the feeling that there was someone there who really cared about me. I've been so lonely since I left You that day, Sir.
I'm just about ready to ask You to take me back, and I would willingly offer myself to You to be whipped and caged the way You told me You would if I came back. And I wish I had Your cock in my mouth again, Sir, only I also really wish I could get to cum because it's really scaring me that something is really wrong with my body. Is that because I was caged? I don't understand, Sir.
It think that if I could only cum again, just once, I would be able to come crawling to You and never be able to jerk off or cum again. That would be fine, Sir, because it was more satisfying being with You while caged than it ever has been to cum.
So I guess I am begging You, Sir, to take me back and train me the way You think I deserve, and then continue to care for me and teach me what it means to be a real slave for You. And You know something else, Sir? That time I was with Andy and I though He was so cold, that doesn't seem cold at all after what I experienced today. Andy was just doing the right thing and treating me like the slave I wanted to be. And I would gladly go to Andy and have Him treat me the same way He did the other night, if only I knew that You were the one who was turning me into the slave You want me to be and the slave I know now that I need to be.
Oh, and one other thing. When I got back to my room, Michael was doing homework and I just threw myself on my bed on my tummy and wanted to sleep. Michael asked me why I hadn't taken my clothes off the way You wanted me to, and I told Him that I wasn't living under Your rule anymore. But I really want to live under Your rule, Sir, and right now I am sitting here naked in my room and will stay naked even if Michael's friend is here. It doesn't matter. I'll do it because it helps me realize that I am a slave, and I'll do it just to honor You.
Please, Sir, please bring me back. Please discipline me the way You know I need. Please care for me and teach me and train me and rule over me again. I never realized how good I had it with You until I lost You and tried to exist out here without You guiding me.
Brandon
After sending that email to Justin, Brandon throws on some clothes and goes to the caf to get some coffee and a little breakfast. When he gets back to his room, Michael has just gotten up. Brandon gets naked and sits at his desk. There is another paper due for a different English course analyzing a poem that he really likes.
An hour later his phone rings and when he looks at his phone he realizes that it is Justin. Justin has never called him before. He answers right away.
"Hello, Sir."
"Hello, Brandon. Your email made me very happy. I have missed you too, a whole lot, so I was really happy to get your email and yes, Brandon, I am eager to take you back. Of course, you know that a whipping and a cage are awaiting you here."
"Oh yes, Sir. I am eager to feel Your lash, Sir, and to be with you. Thank You for surprising me with a phone call. This is awesome, Sir!
"I am looking forward to seeing you again. But first, I think I want to help you with that problem you've been having, the problem with cumming. You see, Brandon, I suspect that you are having such a problem because of the fact that not only were you caged but that you are meant to be caged. And you probably don't know this, but when a slave is caged, there is only one way it can get to cum. Do you know how that is?"
"I don't know, Sir. How is it?"
"A good caged slave cums anally. Do you know what that means, Brandon?"
"Not sure, Sir."
"A good caged slave cums when it gets fucked by its Master. That is the only way it can spill its seed."
"Sir, I'm a virgin that way, but it is something I want You to have, Sir, to take my virginity, and maybe be the only person ever who will fuck me if that is what You want, Sir."
"I am pleased to hear you say that and I assure you that I am indeed going to take your virginity, and I will prepare you so that it will be a pleasurable thing and not painful at all, because I want you to want me to fuck you often. But right now we have a different problem. I want to help you relieve the pressure building inside of you. I want to help you cum. Would you like that, boy?"
"Oh yes, Sir, please?"
"You are naked for me, correct?"
"yes, Sir."
"And what do you use when you usually jerk off? Some kind of lube?"
"Sir, I use Lubriderm."
"And you have some there?"
"yes, Sir."
"Well go and get your Lubriderm and lie on the bed and do what I tell you to do."
"Yes, Sir. . . . .Okay, I'm on the bed now."
"Lube up your dick, boy."
"done' Sir."
"Okay, start stroking and just listen to me as I speak to you, and keep jerking until you are able to cum for me, boy."
"Yes, Sir. Stroking now."
"Good boy. Now do not speak. Just listen. When you become My slave again, like I said, most of the time you will cum by being fucked by me. But once in a while, I will allow you to cum with the cage off. So stroke nicely, and focus on my voice and what I have to tell you. I want you to enjoy jerking off now because you are a good boy and I am very proud of you. And when you cum, you will eat it all the way I taught you to do before, but first I want you to think of what will happen when you are here with me tomorrow night. As usual, you will be naked in my rooms while I am completely dressed, and I am going to hold you in my arms and kiss you and you will drink from my mouth the way I like you to, and then, once you are ready, we will go into my dungeon and I will put the manacles on your wrists again and bind you, not to the whipping post, but by stretching out your arms and I will bind them to each of the walls to that I have complete access to your body, back as well as front. And I will take that special whip I made, just for you, and I will begin to let you feel it lightly on your body until you tell me you are ready for your Master to punish you. And this time there will be no count. I am just going to whip you on your back and on your ass and on your chest and across your cock and balls, and I am going to continue to whip you all over. Oh, and I am going to blindfold you so that you never really know where I am going to whip you next. And I will just keep whipping you until you start crying and beg me to cage you. And then I will take the cage and .
"MASTER I'M CUMMING! Oh my God, Master, You made me cum. Oh, it feels so awesome and there is so much of it and thank You, thank You, thank You, Master. Now I understand that I couldn't cum because I wasn't with you and that only You can make me cum."
"that is correct, boy, only Your Master can make you cum. So from now on, you will never have permission to cum unless it is with me. Besides, when you come here tomorrow night and get whipped and beg me to cage you, I will lock your dick up the way a slave's dick is supposed to be locked up, and you will stay that way for as long as I want you to be my caged slave. Are you eating your cum, boy?"
"yes, Master, and I've also gotten used to the taste of Lubriderm mixed in with my cum."
Justin laughs. "Well that won't be needed any more because I have better things for you to use when you are allowed to jerk off in my presence. But enough of that now. Have you had any breakfast?"
"No, Master. I haven't been eating much lately."
"I want you to go have yourself a nice big breakfast after I get off the phone, Brandon."
"Yes, Master. I will."
"I'm going to go now. I want you to be here tomorrow at 6 pm. The door will be unlocked so you can come right in and then lock it after you. You will come downstairs and then strip naked the same way you did last time. I will be waiting there to give you a big hug before you get the whipping you deserve, the whipping that will help you realize that you are meant to be my slave. Got all that, boy?"
"Yes, Master. and thank You for taking this crazy twink back. and Thank You for helping me cum finally, and now I understand that I can only be able to cum when I hear Your voice."
"that is right. Have a nice breakfast and then text me to tell me what you ate. I'm going to hang up now. Be a good boy, Brandon, and I can't wait to hug you tomorrow and do all the other wonderful things that I will plan for you,. Good night, boy."
Justin hangs up.
Brandon lies on the bed and weeps for a bit, but then gets up and goes to take a shower before going down for breakfast. He treats himself to pile of blueberry pancakes and bacon and homefries. Best meal he's had in a long time.
He comes back to his room and texts Justin about his wonderful meal and Justin texts back a thumbs up! then he strips once again and it feels good to be naked in the room because he knows he's naked to please his Master. And rejoices that once again he has a Master who really cares for him.
He starts writing the paper he was working on before Justin called him. Michael and Craig come in and Brandon gets a little embarrassed to be naked in front of Craig, but quickly tells himself that good slaves are almost always naked and anyone is free to check them out. Michael takes one look at him and cheers! "Nakey again, roomie. You and Justin are back together! I'm so happy for you.
Craig looks a little confused. "Not that I don't enjoy the sight, Brandon, but I have to ask, why are you doing your homework naked?
Michael answers for him, "Because he and Justin are back together and it is Justin's rule that he always be naked in the dorm room."
"Really?" says Craig. "Pretty good idea for any sub." He looks over his glasses at Michael and, without another word, Michael starts stripping. "Good boy. After all, I think you should support your slave roommate by being naked along with him."
"Yes, Sir," answers Michael.
Brandon starts smiling. "Sir? Oh Michael, I'm so happy for you. You've found a Dom."
"Just a little part-time Dom," protests Craig. "But naked is a good idea around here for you two boys." He sits down and pulls Michael onto his lap and kisses the back of his neck. Michael starts getting hard.
"Oh my," says Brandon. "Hey Michael, I got to cum before. Justin called me and we had kind of phone sex. Or rather He talked to me while I stroked and I finally got to cum for the first time since I left Him. It was his voice and the things he was telling me that did the trick."
Michael explains to Craig that for over a week now, ever since Brandon and Justin temporarily split, he hasn't been able to cum.
"And after tomorrow night, probably won't get to cum for a long time again because Justin is going to cage me and he says he'll keep me caged for a long time."
Craig, more experienced, chuckles. "You'll have to give up your virginity then, Brandon, because if you're caged you can still cum when you get fucked."
"I know, Master told me that," says Brandon.
Michael blushes like crazy. Apparently he is also an anal virgin. Craig whispers something in his ear, and Michael blushes from his waist all the way up to the top of his head.
"what did he say to you," asks Brandon.
"I'll tell you later."
"I swear, I think I'm going to have to start spanking you," warns Craig.
They all have a good laugh together. Then Michael says, "Damn, it's so nice to be able to laugh with you again, Brandon. I'm so glad all that melodrama is over with."
Craig goes to the door. "well I hate to have to leave you two naked pretty boys alone here, but I have a class. I'll call you later, Michael." And he leaves.
"What did he whisper to you?" asks Brandon.
"That he'll be happy to take away my virginity problem."
"wow. will you let him?"
"I think so. But not right away. I mean, once he's taken it he might lose interest."
"that's not what Justin told me. He said that he's going to make it so pleasurable for me that I'll want it all the time, and that's his goal, to be able to fuck me at least once a day."
"Sounds scary," says Michael.
"don't you think Craig would be gentle with you?"
"Sure he will, but I'm not convinced yet that this will be a regular thing with him. I mean he's a great guy and all, but let's just say that I'm not all that sure he'll end up being Dom enough."
"Well, let me tell you, dude, it's slim pickings out there. Wait until you hear what happened to me after my ad got posted." And he proceeds to tell Michael about all the sleazy offers and then about that awful coffee meeting with Matt.
Much to his surprise, Michael asks if he can have Matt's phone number.
"You'd want to be treated like that? Being called a faggot cocksucker all the time, told he's going to break in your throat."
"Hey, that's no problem for me, dude. Craig has 8 inches and I can take it fine."
"Really. Wow! Good for you. How do you manage to do it?"
"I guess it's just a question of anatomy. I don't have any problem with it."
"dude, you're my hero! Well, go for it, if Craig doesn't end up doing it for you."
"Only time will tell, roomie, only time will tell. Besides, Craig and I discussed and we agreed that we are not exclusive."
"Well then, here's Matt's card. I don't need it any more. I was almost going to throw it away before I even left the coffee shop. He's definitely not a very caring person."
And they continue to chat on until they have to go to class, both unashamedly naked in front of each other.
END OF CHAPTER SIXTEEN