"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 69. Tuesday morning
They wake up in pretty much the same positions they were in when they fell asleep. Nowhere to go until noon. Wonderful bonding time, in every sense of the word.
Even before morning showers, the slave finds itself bound sitting up in the bed, and Justin has just rubbed some Ben Gay into its balls and is sitting back to watch its reaction as the heat sets in.
As the heat sets in, the boi cries "Yours, Master, Yours," trying to be brave.
Just remember, boi: never try to be a hero. Is the pain not enough yet? Do you need Me to punch those balls to increase the pain? Is it not enough for you?
"more than enough," the slave screams out as the tears start to flow.
"that's better, boi." Justin gets up and takes out the clothespins connected by a chain and fixes them to the slave's nipples and it yelps a little louder because they're still sore from yesterday. "I told you, sore all week, boi. Disadvantage of our being together every single day, isn't it, sweet slave?
"No disadvantage, Sir. Oh please, Sir, please kiss Your slave. Please help it take the pain."
Justin puts His hands to the sides of the slave's face and puts His mouth to the slave's and the juices start to flow and brandon desperately sucks on the Master's mouth to get as much as He can.
"My spit gives you strength, doesn't it, boi?"
"Yes, Master. It's medicine for Your slave. Helps with pain. OOOOOOOOOOOO!" Justin just started pulling on the chain and then puts His hand on the boi's balls and rubs them, which reignites the fires and the tears flow copiously down the boi's face, and all of a sudden, there is a trickle coming from its cage and running down its legs.
"Will you look at that? The slut boi is pissing itself from the pain! Shit, I think I'm gonna make you lick it up. Practice on your own piss for a while to help get you ready to become your Master's urinal. Good idea?"
"Whatever You think, Master, You own this slave," brandon says almost by rote without much feeling in it. Talking about piss still frightens the boy so much, Justin thinks, realizing that it's going to be a slow struggle for it to learn that it is true, slaves drink piss, and one of these days it's going to happen. Meanwhile, Justin is a patient man, enjoying each stage of the slave's struggle.
"I think I'll just let you tied up there all pissy and teary. Meanwhile, I'll order us some breakfast."
He picks up the phone and places the order. Pancakes and sausage for Himself, a bowl of Cream of Wheat for the slave, and a large container of orange juice. To get ready, Justin takes out the slave's bowls and puts them on the floor, and as brandon watches, he remembers that Justin wants him to eat from the bowls while they're alone together. It tantalizes him on one hand, but it he still has to force himself to accept this form of humiliation and therefore to help form its slave mentality all the better.
Finally Justin comes over and removes the clothespins, which gets the boi to yelp, and unties it and orders it to get something to clean up the piss from the floor before He actually does make the slave lick it up. brandon rushes to clean up and then Justin snaps His fingers and points to His feet, and brandon goes to Him and kneels before Him and bends down to lick up the night salt from the Master's feet. "When there is a knock on the door, I want you to get up and answer it so the waiter can get a nice look at what a slave's caged dick looks like. Help him bring in the food and then thank him and sign the chit with a 25% tip. Sign My name because I registered My credit card downstairs."
A few minutes later, there is the knock. "Get up and do what I told you to do," Justin orders as He goes into the bathroom and shuts the door so He can pee.
When brandon opens the door, the waiter does a double-take. He's not much older than brandon himself, and really stares at the cage, but then realizes what he's doing and apologizes. "Don't worry about it. My Master likes me being exposed for others to see. What's your name?
"Robby. You have a Master?" the waiter asks. "Really?"
"Yes. I'm Justin's slave and He keeps me naked no matter who is around."
"And you like that?"
"Yes, actually. I'm into it."
"Oh wow, wait until I tell my boyfriend! He'll want to come over and have a look."
"That's fine, I'm sure Master would let him view Me." And with that, Justin comes out of the bathroom.
"I'll let whom do what?"
"Master, Robby here was just saying that when he tells his boyfriend about this, the boyfriend will want to come over and see for himself."
"I'd be happy to allow that if you can get him here at a time when we're available."
"Actually he works here too, but doesn't start until 10."
"Well, have him come up at 9:30 and ring the room and I'll be happy to have you both come by and look the boi over."
"Damn, that would be great. Thanks so much, Sir."
"Just call Me Justin. The only one who has to call Me Sir is this brat here." And Justin slaps him on the back of the head.
"When you're finished with your meal, Justin, just roll the cart into the hallway and it will be retrieved when they come in to make up the room."
"Oh, tell them that won't be necessary today. I had extra linens brought up yesterday. The slave can make the beds. I'd just like them to take care of the bathroom sometime after 11:30, because that's when we'll be leaving."
"Will do. And thank you so much. I'll ring you later, Justin. And may I ask the slave's name?"
"brandon, but there's no need to be polite at all. Have you any your boyfriend ever played roles with each other?"
"No, but we've read about it, but nothing much yet. We still don't live together so it's difficult. We both go to the local community college and live at home. No dorms at the college. It's tough. Too young to go to bars or clubs, so we don't have many opportunities to get too involved in anything."
"Well, I'd better let you get back to work."
"Sure thing. Enjoy your breakfasts."
"Oh, I will for sure. I don't know about the slave. That's yet to be seen."
Robby leaves. Justin takes the container of orange juice and spills some of it into one of the slave's bowls. "Fix the cream of wheat the way you want it," He tells brandon, who does as told.
"Permission to ask a question, Master?"
"Yes. What is it?"
"How did You know I liked Cream of Wheat?"
"I saw it in one of the kitchen cabinets in Mom's house last night so I figured it was something you liked. But I bet you've never eaten it from a bowl on the floor like a good puppy?"
"First time for everything, Master."
Justin takes the bowl and empties it into one of brandon's bowls on the floor. Then He points to the bowls and orders, "Crawl over there and have your breakfast, boi. Then you can give Me a blow job while I'm finishing mine."
"Yes, Master," and now brandon's inner slave is purring and vibrating like crazy because of the way Justin is treating the boi.
"Try not to make too much of a mess, either, or you'll be licking it up after I piss on it," Justin says, as he sits down to fix His pancakes."
brandon has a weird thought: "piss, piss, piss, is that gonna happen this trip? If He wants then it will be. Just for Him. alex, if you're out there, help me surrender to what He wants."
After a while, the slave gets a technique developed for eating the cereal and getting sips of the orange juice and as it continues its breakfast it reaches a point where it really doesn't even care what it is doing; it just feels like something natural. And he takes care not to spill anything. Once the slave is done, it crawls over to its Master and reaches up only to discover that Master has removed His pants, and so it quickly gets the Master's cock into its mouth and begin using its tongue to give the Master pleasure, a pleasure which the slave only rarely gets to have. This the way it is.
"Get just the tip into your mouth now, boi. You're doing such a good job that I'm ready to blow right away!" And surely enough, the slave can actually feel its Master's cock pulsing and starting to shoot His load into its mouth. "Swallow when you need to," Justin advises, and brandon is grateful for that permission. Justin gets up and tells the slave to push the food cart back into the hallway, not caring in the least whether anyone sees the naked boi at the door of the room.
"Showers!" Justin declares, and they both head into the bathroom. Justin gives the slave instructions on the way they will shower:
"You get in first while I'm fixing the water temperature. It will be cold at first but will warm up soon enough. Take the soap and a washcloth in your hand. Once I get in, begin washing Me, from the neck down to My balls. I turn around and you go from the neck down to My ass and into the crack. Then You kneel before me and finish with My legs and My feet. I will take care of My own hair. Once I'm satisfied, I'll get out and you can wash yourself quickly. Make sure the cage is well soaped up and rinsed. When finished, turn off the water, get out and dry yourself with My might want you to just drip dry all over the place and that's the way it will be. Now let's get started."
brandon pictured all those things happening while Justin was hypnotizing it with His voice, and once again realizes how Justin intends to regulate and control virtually every aspect of its life, and shaky thrills wave up and down inside its . . . mind? spirit? soul?
Once showers are completed, Justin tells brandon to make coffee for them from the coffee bar that is provided and then to straighten out the bed. Meanwhile, Justin gets dressed in a pair of black track pants and a cerulean polo shirt and His cowboy hat. brandon almost faints when he brings his Master the coffee. Damn, does He look hot! The slave, of course, remains naked and half sits/half kneels at the Master's legs. Justin is reading a book He brought with Him and toying with the slave's still-damp head and face, saying nothing.
The phone rings. It is Robby. Eddie his boyfriend has arrived and he wonders if Justin is still willing to let them take a closer look at brandon. "Certainly. Come up right away if you want. Please do not refer to the slave by name, simply by the slave' or it'."
Less then four minutes later, there is a knock on the door. "Go answer the door. Open it wide so they get a good look right away. Say "come in, please," and bow as they walk into the room. Be ready for anything. Submit to anything. Remember that I will not allow anything I don't approve of, therefore, like I said, surrender to anything and everything that happens."
Hardly able to breathe from the nervousness and submissive high, brandon quickly gets up and does exactly as told. When the slave opens the door, Eddie gives out a hoot, having never seen anything like this before. A guy his own age standing there naked and it is perfectly okay for Him to look it up and down and as closely as he likes. He turns to Robby. "Holy shit, dude! Would you have the guts to do that for me?" "Once we get a door, dude," Robby replies.
"Enjoy yourselves," Justin offers. "Feel free to touch or explore anything you want. Make believe this is a slave market and you're inspecting this one to see if you want it."
They do so, touching almost everywhere. Robby handles a nipple and the slave breathes in quickly. He tries the other one and gets the same reaction. "Sensitive," he says to Eddie. "Sore, very sore," Justin explains. "Just the way I like them."
"Wow," says Eddie, moving his hands to inspect the cage. "The slave's cock is really cramped in there, eh?" he asks Justin. "Not too much. This slave does not have a large cock. Only about 2 ½ inches soft and the cage is two inches. When subs or slaves are regularly locked into chastity, their dicks tend to shrink over time until there's only a little nub, if that's what the keyholder wants."
"Keyholder?" asks Robby.
"Yes, the one who holds the key. This slave does not have access to a key. Only its Master does. That cage doesn't come off until I want it to, whether that will be tonight, tomorrow, next week, next month or even longer."
"Shit!" reacts Eddie. "So the slave never gets to cum?"
"Only when I decide it will happen either by removing the cage or by giving it an anal orgasm by getting fucked."
"I told you I almost shot my load the other night when. . . " Eddie puts his hand over Robby's mouth.
"Eddie, when a guy says he's gonna cum while you're fucking him, just keep doing exactly what you're doing the same way every time because you're hitting the prostate and that always makes a guy cum."
Eddie looks at his watch. I've got to clock in soon. I wonder if I can ask, would you let us see some way you use the slave or even spank it?"
"Easily done," says Justin, still barefoot. He sits in a chair and snaps His fingers and points to His feet and brandon throws himself at the Master's feet and really gives the guys a show. They both walk up closely and bend over to get a good look.
Robby stands up and says, "We've got to go, Eddie. Thanks so much, Justin, for showing us a little bit about what it's like to have a slave."
"Go do some research and talk together about things that are turning you on that you wanna try. That way you'll know if you fit together well or not."
"Thanks for the advice. We will, I assure you," says Eddie as they walk out the door.
"We might as well just keep on doing this," Justin tells the slave. "Don't get lazy now or you'll get the strap before we leave to go to Nana's."
Just the threat of that energizes brandon and is already deep in sub space because of the way those guys were reacting to what they were seeing.
Finally it is time to get going. Justin pulls things out of the slave's bag for it to wear. brandon gets dressed, Justin gives him a quick snog, and off they go. On the way down in the elevator, Justin says to brandon, "You are a good boy. My very good boy. I am very pleased with you."