Chapter 3. Asking Permission
Luke managed to keep his hands off his dick until Sunday. It was only three days, but that was almost a record for the horny boy. After all, he was only 18. Anyway, the week dragged on, and he got progressively more nervous while he was showering before he left for Duke's. He also learned that week that he got better tips from his customers when he called the men "Sir." He could swear that was why one table tipped him 25%. Rare.
Finally it came time to report to Duke again. His hands were shaking as he drove there. Shortly before he left, Duke texted him: Strip naked the minute you get in the door then come kneel before me and let me see that beautiful smile you've got, boy. "
"Yes, Sir."
Luke was nervous as hell, especially realizing how defenseless he'd be, walking into Duke's room naked like that. He drew on all the courage he had when he walked into the living room. He realized it took a lot of guts to be naked this way. Duke was sitting on the couch holding his strap over his lap. He was dressed in jeans, boots, a black t-shirt and a leather vest. Hot as fuck.
Luke did a double take but then forced himself to walk in and right up to Duke. He was so nervous he didn't get hard, and it was even more embarrassing for him when Duke reached out and took his soft cock in his hand. "About 4 inches soft," he said. "Typical twink boy dick ." Then he slapped it a couple times, not too hard, but still Luke almost tried to pull it back but Duke grabbed hold of it and held him there.
"Don't forget the rule I gave you, faggot: Whenever I reach for a part of your body you push it right towards me. Never back off. If you ever back off from me, that's the end of the night. You'll Just have to put your fucking clothes back on and get out of here. And the next time you'll get my strap. Good and hard. Got it, faggot?"
"Yes, Sir. Got it. Sorry, Sir."
"Well then let's see if you learned your lesson, boy." Duke reaches out for his nipple and Luke leans forward just a little.
"Better, faggot."
Duke takes hold with the boys right nipple with his fingertips. The boy gasps immediately. "uh!" "Don't tell me nobody's ever played with your nipples, Luke."
"No, Sir."
"No one? Even?"
"Sir, not ever."
"You play with the yourself when you're jerkin off?"
"No, Sir."
"Holy shit! I got myself a pair of virgin titties!" Duke chuckles. "I'll take care of them extra special after you get your spanking, faggot, for rubbing yourself off and then trying to palm it off as an accident." Duke stands up and points to the arm of the couch. "We'll take it real easy the first time. You bend yourself over this arm here and make sure you stick out your ass good."
"here we go," Luke says to himself, wondering how much it will hurt and if he'll be able to take it.
Duke lands a good solid lash across the back of Luke's ass. "Ow!" cries Luke, straightening up and putting his hands on his ass.
"Okay, Luke. Here's faggot Rule # 2: "Never touch the spot where you get hit. fucking never." Wanna know what happens if you break that rule?"
"More spanking, Sir?"[
"Oh, you'll get more spanking for sure. But I have a better punishment, one that no boy has ever liked. Cold shower. 5 minutes. And I make sure you can't back out of the water."
"Oh, Sir, that's definitely a punishment I'd never want to have."
"Then you keep your hands off your ass when I whip it, boy. Or do I need to bind them to protect you from breaking the rule?"
Luke stands there thinking . . . "How would you bind them, Sir, if I may ask?"
"Simple. I'll bend you over that chair and bind them to the legs of the chair. That will keep you nice and bent over, protect you from standing up again as well." He goes into the closet and pulls out two old neckties. "Going easy on you, boy, since you're just a beginner. I'll use this rather than handcuffs. Nice and soft. But I guarantee you won't get loose, faggot. Not when I tie you down."
Luke is having a hard time making up his mind, weighing the options. "I'll try without being bound if that's okay, Sir."
"Okay for this time, but if you stand up, I'll tie you down. Make sure those hands stay down by your head. In fact, lock your fingers together and hold them behind your head, boy."
Luke gets down and tries to do what Duke told him to, awkwardly. Duke reaches down and sets the boy's hands where he wants them. "Don't let those hands lose contact with your head or I'll bind you for sure and hit you harder." He hauls off and lands another crack. The boy cries out but doesn't move. And another. The boy keeps shouting but Duke keeps hitting. All in all, ten lashes before Luke calls out his name, which is the safe word Duke gave him last time.
Duke throws the strap down and starts caressing Luke's red ass while Luke moans.
"Damn, kid, you moan like a fucking whore."
Luke combines moaning with sucking air through his teeth.
"Now I gotta explain something to you, faggot. You used your safe word because you think that's all the pain you can take, right?"
"Yes, Sir." He starts to get up from the couch.
"Stay down there boy. I didn't give you permission to move yet." Luke gets back down.
"Now, I believe I told you that you were going to be punished for cumming in your bed the other night. Isn't that so?"
"Yes, Sir. Thank you for punishing me, I guess, Sir."
"Boy, I haven't even started punishing you. Now that I know how much you THINK you can take, now when I hit you it will be real punishment. Won't it, faggot?"
Nervously, Luke answers. "Yes, Sir. it would definitively be punishment."
"And you agreed with me when I told you that you deserved to be punished. Correct, boy?"
"yes, Sir, I did."
"So now I'm gonna punish you. Don't you dare fucking move either."
Duke puts a hand on Luke's back and pushes down more. "Stay like that, faggot." Then he hauls off and lays another five lashes on the boy's ass and now the boy is crying.
"I I. . I'm sorry, Sir. Please no more, Sir."
"I'm done punishing you this time boy. Next time it will be a lot worse. Real pain is the only way boys like you learn to obey us Doms. So before you get up, let me give you faggot Rule Number 3: "A faggot sub never jerks off without permission. You always need to beg a superior to give you permission to jerk off. You don't just get to jerk off whenever you get the urge."
"So then could I ask a guy I just gave a blow job to, Sir? Or do I have to call you all the time?"
"For now you can ask. But if he says no that's the end of it. You can't come begging me to allow it as if you're a little boy running to one parent when the other says "no." Understand?"
"yes, Sir."
"This iS only a temporary rule. Eventually it won't be an issue because someone eventually will lock up that little 4-inch dinky in a chastity cage and you won't even be able to touch it. Think about that, boy, next time you have permission to play with yourself like a horny teenager." Luke thinks that's far too extreme and he'd never consent to it. (Little does he know!) He reaches up to wipe a tear out of his eye.
Duke notices the tear. "Nice tear, boy. Rule # 4: Don't ever wipe your tears away when a Dom makes you cry. We like to see tears on the faces of boys like you."
"It's embarrassing, Sir." "Considering how easily I wh ipped a tear out of you, boy, you'll be doing a lot of crying if you keep playing with Doms. You'll be a popular sub, provided you don't ever cry fake tears. Remember that."
"Yes, Sir. Is okay to try not to cry, Sir?"
"that's just stupid. Why would you hold back tears, boy? It's like giving a compliment to the guy who induced them in those pretty eyes. Never hold back anything. Never try to be brave. Cry out if you need to. Shout. Scream. Cry your eyes out. Sob, even."
"It makes me feel like a baby, Sir."
"so much the better. Listen, Luke: if you're gonna be a sub, boy, you'll always be a boy and sometimes even act like a baby. Whatever the Dom wants you to be, that's what you are. If you're embarrassed about it, so much the better. After all, a boy like you needs to be humiliated a lot, so you know your place as an inferior faggot."
"guess I have a lot to learn, Sir."
"Of course you do. Like I told you, bit by bit. One step at a time. A little more every time I let you come here. that is, if you still want to come after I get done with you tonight."
"Okay, Sir. Thanks for being patient with me, Sir."
"Now let me get back to the lesson of the day," says Duke, reaching for one of the ties he got from his closet. "Turn around. Hands behind your back." He uses the tie to bind Luke's hands, tight enough, but it would be easy for the boy to get out of it if he needs it. He's not a cruel or brutal man. Strict. Tough. But never brutal. He wants the subs to have a good time as well. Once he's done he turns the boy around. "Not too tight?"
"no, Sir." "Good. Now, I want your virgin tits, boy. When you leave here tonight you're gonna have a sore butt and sore nipples. If you're really meant to be a sub, being sore will make you feel good after a while. That's how you'll know you're still a sub, even when you're home alone. You can never NOT be a sub because that's how you were made."
Duke reaches out for the right nipple. Luke shyly presses in and Duke nods his head. "Now look into my eyes."
When Luke looks into Duke's eyes he feels a jolt of electricity go through him. Those eyes draw him in and he just wants to curl up inside of them. He barely notices when Duke starts to apply pressure with his fingers then rolls the nipple around in them, pulling gently. Luke breathes heavily.
"Keep those beautiful eyes on mine, faggot, so I can see what you're like as I claim these perky nipples for myself. They were made to be played with, boi." Duke plays him like a musical instrument and savors the little groans and heavy breaths. He lets go and Luke groans louder.
"Missing my fingers already, boy?"
"Honestly, Sir? Yes."
Duke nods and smiles. He moves his hand over to the left nipple and starts toying with it. This time he pulls more than before. The boy's eyes seem to be begging for a taste of pain. Duke considers putting clothespins on them, but has a better idea. He'll send the boy home with clothespins. He'll make Luke practice with them, build up some strength. And of course, he'll order the boy to clamp the nipples when he jerks off.
"Okay, faggot. Let's see what you're made of, now." Duke raises his other hand and now has both nipples. He varies the intensity, bringing the boy up into pain and releasing him a bit. This is one of Duke's favorite things and it doesn't matter that the boy is so tender.
It's not the intensity of pain he's after. He just wants the boy to find out what it's like when someone else has control of his body. He wants the boy to realize what that sub's nipples are toys for all Doms.
"Doing good, faggot. Ride the waves with me, boy." Actually Duke is surprised at how far he's able to take the boy for his first time. He deliberately increases his grip, waiting either for tears or for a safe word. The tears come first and Duke immediately lightens up. "that's a good boy, Luke. that's a real good boy. Show Daddy your pain, sweet sub. Your eyes look so beautiful with those little pools of water in them. One more big squeeze now and that's as far as I'm gonna take you." He gets an outcry from the boy, and one tear falls on his cheek. Duke lets go of one nipple and puts his thumb into the tear, wiping it away. "That's real good, boy. Real good. Now get down on your knees, faggot."
Hands still bound behind his back, Luke awkwardly kneels down. Duke opens his pants and takes out his cock. Luke breathes deeply when he gets a look at its seven inches, leaking at the top. "Get down there, cocksucker. Show me what you can do. Show me how grateful you are for training you. Lick the head then get your mouth around it. Toy with it with your tongue, cocksucker. Show me how hungry you are for my cock."
Luke has never sucked a cock before with his hands tied behind his back. it's a lot more work as he bobs down on Duke's dick then has trouble getting back up again.
"That's fine, boy. Just keep it in your mouth. Take as much as you can, then some more. I want to hear you gag on my cock, faggot. Gag on me to show me how much you want to be a good boy for me, Luke."
And Luke does his very best. Duke reaches down to grab a nipple again and Luke automatically starts sucking faster until at last he gets Duke's cock so far down his throat that he begins to gag.
"What a sweet fucking sound from a faggot's cocksucking throat. Bounce around there, boy. Back off and keep making yourself gag again. Show me how eager you are to please me. Show me how much you need to have cock in your mouth. See if you can suck five cocks this week, swallow five loads. If you can do that, then I'll let you swallow my load when you come over next week. From now on, I want you here every Sunday at 3 pm, faggot. Each time I'll take you a little farther into the scene. Oh look at that! Your cock just woke up. Nice and hard."
Duke pulls his cock out of the boy's mouth. He starts slapping the boy's dick and Luke yelps! "I'm gonna keep slapping your dick until it goes down again. You're not here to have your dick pleasured. Listen, fucker, if you wanna be a sub you gotta realize it's never about getting your dick pleasured. The pleasure you get as a sub is deep inside you, in a special place. Your pleasure has to come from knowing you're pleasuring a real man's cock. That pleasure is more powerful than having your dick played with. You'll learn, boy you'll learn."
Luke is crying out loudly now ad Duke keeps at it, smacking the cock from the top and from the bottom and side to side. He puts his free hand on a nipple and starts torturing that as well. Luke starts really crying out but doesn't ask for Duke to stop. Suddenly, Duke grabs hold of the boy's cock and starts milking it. it only takes a few strokes before Luke cries out "Oh shit. I'm gonna cum!"
Duke pulls the boy's cock down and aims it at his boots. Sure enough, when Luke blows his load, it gets all over Duke's boots. Once he's finished cumming, Duke pushes him back and Luke ends up sitting on his heels.
"Now look at what you did, you dirty faggot! You shot your load all over my boots. Now you gotta clean them up. Get your fucking mouth down there and lick your cum from my boots, boi!"
Luke doesn't move. He looks frightened. "I. . .I . . .don't think I can do that now, Sir. I never can do much after I cum...i...I'm sorry, Sir."
"Well, well, well. Now comes the moment of truth. I know how hard it would be for you to lick up your cum right after you got to shoot it, while your little cock is slipping down to its usual four inches. Real real hard."
`Yes, Sir. didn't realize how hard. Just don't think I can do it, Sir." "Understand, boy. The ultimate humiliation, having to lick up your cum after you shot it all over the place."
Luke nods, looking relieved, thinking he won't have to do it.
"Like I said, kid, this is the moment of truth. You have a choice. Now's when you show me how low you're willing to do. And so, this is what's gonna happen. I'll get your hands loose. You can stand up, go get a wash cloth from the bathroom and wipe my boots clean. Then you can get dressed and go home. But you'll never get to come back here ever again. You'll have failed the test. Either that . . . or . . . you'll willingly humiliate yourself and get your fucking mouth down there and clean your cum off my boots with your tongue. Show me how much you're willing to be controlled. She me how much you need to be controlled, to be humiliated, to be trained as a sub. So make your choice, boy."
Duke goes silent and just sits there watching the expressions change on the boy's face. That amazingly beautiful He's pretty sure the kid will lick his boots clean. If he's wrong, that will be the end of things. Save him a lot of trouble. But yet, at the same time, he's feeling very tender towards this boy. He really wants to keep training him.
He waits. Luke looks into his eyes but looks away again and suffers the agony of having to make a choice. Shit, his ass hurts and his nipples are sore and he never expected to get to cum, but now . . . . . . . .?????
"I want this. I fucking want this," he says to himself, then bends down while Duke raises a boot to make it easier for him. Tentatively, Luke sticks out his tongue and begins to take little licks. Gradually, he feels something very intense inside—his first real experience of sub space. He starts licking more determinately, he actually gets into it until the boot is completely clean.
Duke puts his foot back on the floor and raises the other one. "finish the job, faggot. You're doing fine."
Luke licks the second boot clean. When Duke puts his foot down he sees that tears are flowing down the sub's face. "Yes," he says. "Those tears tell me what a good boy you want to become for me. Those tears show me how much you want this, how much you need this."
He takes Luke's cheeks in his hands. "It's okay, baby. You can let loose now," he says in a very gentle voice, a tender voice that Luke is only hearing for the first time. Luke's face breaks up and he starts crying for real. Duke puts his arms around the boy and holds him to his chest. "That's a good boy. Let it all out for Duke now. You're a good boy.
You're pleasing me very much. You're gonna make a good sub. A damn good sub."
He holds Luke for as long as he continues crying. He reaches down and easily gets the boy's hands loose from being tied. As soon as they're free, Luke reaches up and wraps his hands around Duke's waist and lets the damn burst. He cries like a little boy who was lost for a long time and has now come home to where he belongs. These are precious tears indeed, the very first cry of surrender by a novice sub who has just realized what he is.
Eventually it all comes to an end. Duke has a black handkerchief in his back pocket. He takes it out and dries the boy's eyes and then lets him blow his nose into the handkerchief.
"That felt good, didn't it? Felt real good, that first time you ever cried for a Dom. Remember it always, boy." He smiles at Luke and Luke manages to smile back faintly.
"So now, boy, this is what's gonna happen. Suck as many cocks as possible this week and always swallow. No jerking off without permission. And don't expect me to always say yes if you ask. You don't own that cock any more. You don't get to jerk off just because you want to.
"If you really have to, you can ask to jerk off after you've swallowed a guy's load, but only if he'll let you do it while he watches. Otherwise, keep your hands off that dick. If a guy says no, then that's it for the night. I'll expect you back here next week. Same deal. Got it, faggot?"
"yes, Sir. Can I call you Daddy, Sir?" "Sometimes if it feels right. sure, boy. At least until I decide you can call me Master. But that's a long way off."
"Thank you, Daddy." "You're welcome kid. Be a good boy this week. Service superior men like the queer cocksucker you are. Off with you now."
"Good night, Daddy."
"Good night, sub."
Luke can't believe that Duke just called him "sub." It that what just happened?"
It keeps him awake until early morning. By noon, however, he's got Austin's fat dick in his mouth. And when he's done, and Austin puts his cock away, he finds it totally humiliating to ask him if he can jerk himself off. Austin laughs at him and refuses to give permission.
And so it begins. Cum control.
THAT'S ALL FOR THIS CHAPTER!
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Here is a list of all the other stories I've written and the date they last appeared on Nifty.
- The Alex Chronicles 9/25/2022
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- 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
These are stand-alone stories:
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