Chapter 4. How Low Will He Go?
Let's keep the timeline straight. When Desmond was becoming Luke and was being trained as a sub by Duke, Timmy was still in high school, senior year, and the only thing even remotely resembling sex was the time he spent sucking Roger's cock but then being virtually ignored as he got up off his knees and stood around a bit, hoping that Roger would treat him like his best friend, the way he always used to do. But now Roger seemed to be moody all the time. Tim had no idea what Roger did outside of class time, or who he was hanging out with.
The interesting coincidence was that one of the guys Roger had started hanging out with was . . . Desmond(Luke). They had met one day when Roger started working as a bus boy on weekends at the same place where Desmond was a waiter, the steakhouse. They hit it off right away, neither of them realizing that they had kinky interests in common. It just took a little hint here and there and they began bonding.
Roger only worked Friday and Saturday nights. Most of the time he was assigned to Desmond's tables so they were bumping up against one another quite a bit. One night Luke(Desmond) was in a snit and took it out on Roger until Roger called him out on it. Roger doesn't take shit from anyone; usually he's the one giving out shit. But Luke out-ranked him.
Finally after Luke made yet another snide remark, Roger turned on him.
"What's going on with you tonight, dude? You've obviously got something on your mind. Don't take it out on me."
Luke immediately apologized. "Sorry, Roger. You're right. I'm not in a good mood. Had a fight with my best buddy last night and I'm going over his place tomorrow after work. He's probably gonna whip my ass—oh, wait! I mean, kick my ass." Pretty clever, Luke. The truth was that your ass was gonna get whipped tomorrow. Duke had warned you it was coming.
Of course, Roger picked up on the deliberate mistake of saying "whipped," not "kicked," and he wondered if it was really going to happen to the guy. He pushed a bit and called Luke "boy" a couple times and he could tell it made Luke flinch a bit.
Interesting puzzle here. Of course, what Roger didn't know that while he would be getting a blow job from his cocksucker friend Tim, Luke would be getting lessons in how to suck dick from Duke, and Duke was talking about breaking Luke's gag reflex with the aid of his whip.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. Luke sucked four cocks that week and two of the guys went out of their minds when for the first time he actually swallowed their loads. This knocked Luke several more steps lower in their estimation. In fact one of them called him a cum-hungry cocksucker after refusing to let him jerk himself off after he did the deed.
Luke was really getting frustrated. Finally, to his great relief, Freddy came knocking on his door. Freddy liked Luke to be naked when he sucked his cock, so that gave him a great opening. In fact, he tried to get Freddy ready to agree because every time he pulled his mouth off Freddy's cock he said something about being horny himself. "Just pay attention to my cock, boy, and stop worrying about your own. If you do a good job, I'll let you jerk yourself after. But you'll have to eat your own cum too."
"Deal," said Luke and he rededicated himself to giving Freddy the best blow job he could possibly give and Freddy really enjoyed it. As soon as he swallowed all of Freddy's load, Luke looked up at him and said, `Can I jerk myself now? Please, Freddy?"
Freddy nodded, and Luke didn't take long to milk a three-day load from his balls, filling his hand and dripping down to the other one. "Holy shit, dude! What a fucking huge load? You been saving it up or something?"
"Sometime like that, " Luke said after he licked his hands clean while Freddy watched. "that's fucking hot, dude, you licking your own cum off your hands and fingers. You're really becoming a faggot. Suck cock. Swallow cum. Lick your own. What's next?"
Luke wasn't sure. He hoped he could hold off asking anyone else for permission this week. He decided he was gonna try to make it to Sunday, hopefully.
When he texted Duke he was coming over for another lesson, Duke immediately texted him back: "This time strip in the car. I want to watch you walking to my house stark naked. I don't care if anyone else sees you."
Damn. Luke's first impulse was to refuse. Damn! He knew he couldn't. So either he was going to submit to Duke's training or he had to leave and go home. No contest. As soon as he got there and turned off the engine, he stripped and hoping no one is spying on him, he got out of the car and walked naked up the driveway and onto the porch then in the front door.
"How'd that feel, faggot?"
"Tough, Sir."
"Good. That tells you I'm not gonna go easy on you. Something new every time you're here." Luke walks into Duke's living room. Duke stands up and gets close. Get in my tub and kneel down."
He'd been prepared for this. "I'm going to mark you as my own this week by pissing on you." No discussion. No comments. He doesn't really see what the big deal about it was. He'll be able to shower afterwards. He decides it's just something he has to put up with. He guesses that Doms like to piss on the subs. Like he said, no big deal.
But then it hits him like a wave of total degradation. He was made to strip naked before getting out of his car and all his clothing is back outside. He had to walk stark naked up the driveway and into Duke's house. Right away Duke ordered him into the bathroom.
And as he's walking that way, naked, about to be pissed on by this man who was so clearly superior to him that it's only natural that he would piss on a the twink to show his total disdain for the boy, to show how vulnerable it is and how basically worthless to be used as a kind of toilet just because that's how Duke wants to start off this time, by showing him how low he was. Holy fucking shit! 90 humiliation points to the loser!
Duke smacks the boy on the ass as he makes his way inside, just reminding the boy that he'll most certainly be leaving here with a sore ass tonight, even more so than like last week.
"Tonight's lesson is meant to teach you how low you are as a sub. Either you'll wallow in it or you'll get angry and storm away. You've got to surrender any positive thoughts about yourself that you have. None of them are of any use. You're a disgusting, weak, perverted piece of trash. That's what being a sub is all about. So to start with I'm gonna piss on you, faggot. Keep your eyes open. Focus your attention on the tip of my dick and watch the piss shoot out of it and mark you up like you deserve."
With that, he takes out his cock. "Fix your eyes here, faggot." Right away a powerful stream of piss shoots out. "Raise your arms, faggot, so I can piss in your armpits, make you smell like a toilet." He sprays the armpits and then moves his stream down to the boy's groin and covers that as well. "Bend down so I can piss on your back, faggot." After he covers the sub's back as well his stream dies down. "Kneel up again." He shoots little shots. One right to the boy's lips. Two more to each nipple. Then he's all done.
"Just look at yourself, faggot. Look at how inferior you are to every man you've ever met in your fucking life. Now stand up. . . . . . Do a big shake to shake some of the piss off you . . like this . . . (he demonstrates). Now get out of the tub. Step into these flip-flops. You're so fucking disgusting right now. Now follow me, cocksucker."
Duke walks out of the bedroom and Luke can't believe he's being made to walk through the house dripping piss and stinking like he does. Duke takes him into the garage.
"Get down on the ground faggot, you aren't worthy to be standing. Get your filthy body on your hands and knees then crawl to me."
Duke walks to the other side of the large garage, takes off his pants, and sits in a big chair he has there. "Crawl over here faggot. Get between my legs and suck my cock like the slave you're gonna turn in to. Consider what condition you're in and what you're doing, cocksucker."
Luke's head is spinning. Part of him is screaming NO while something inside is tell him "this is exactly what you need to be, boy. Nothing better." He's dirty and stinking and covered in the Master's piss, down on the ground. He puts his mouth to Duke's cock.
"that's right, faggot. Give me the best fucking blow job you've ever given. Be my filthy smelly cocksucker crawling around on the ground. Shit, I'm gonna have to hose off this place after I get rid of you." He gets completely quiet. Luke loses himself sucking Duke's cock.
"Show me how hungry you are for cock, boy. Show me how you exist to give me pleasure, no matter how filthy or disgusting your body may be. Use that mouth, faggot. Suck the cum out of my balls!"
It takes a while. Luke blocks everything out of his mind except for the cock he's here to give pleasure to. He holds it in his hand and admires it before taking it into his mouth and massaging it with his tongue as he bobs up and down on it.
A couple times Duke puts his hand on the back of the boi's head and pushes him all the way down on his cock with the boi's nose in his pubes and his chin knocking up against his balls. He holds the boi there until he starts trembling the lets go of its head. Luke ejects Duke's cock from his mouth with phlegm stretching from the tip of Duke's cock to his mouth.
"Get back down on that cock, faggot, or I'll get out my whip! Luke dives right back down on it and services it in a way that shows Duke how delicious the faggot thinks his dick is. He does indeed give probably the best blow job he's ever given.
He swallows Duke's cock whole even though it makes him gag. Again Duke puts his hand to the back of the boy's neck and presses his head into his groin, cutting off air. "Stay the fuck there, faggot. You don't need to breath all the time. Breath when I let you." He lets go and the boy expels his cock and starts gasping for breath.
"That's right, faggot. That's what it's like to work a man's cock, sub boy. That's what you'll never get to feel. You exist for the cocks that want your mouth. Your own doesn't matter. Especially now that it's covered in your Master's piss."
Luke responds to the heavier words that pop out of Duke's mouth from time to time—slave, Master, especially. Finally, with a great shout, Duke presses the sub's mouth all the way down on his cock and shoots his load so deeply into the boy's throat that he doesn't even get to taste it. Of course the boy starts choking himself.
Duke doesn't do anything but wait for the sub to finish choking and coughing and finally calm down.
"that's what it takes to worship a cock, faggot. Not those sissy games you thought would be enough. Now enough of that shit. Follow me back inside. Try not to drip too much piss on the floors or I'll have you licking it all up."
Duke brings the kid back into the bathroom. Takes its arms and cuffs its wrists over the shower curtain.
"You pull this rod down, faggot, and I'll fucking cover your body with bloody welts! Keep those arms up! Don't lean."
Then Duke takes his riding crop. "Gonna flick more of my piss off your body, faggot." With that he starts to hit various places on the boys' body, front and back, even Luke's ball sac. Luke begins to cry "ow" and other words. Once he says, "Oh fuck!" and Duke slaps him across his face with the crop! Once he's got Luke crying like last time and choking on his tears, he uncuffs his wrists.
"Turn around and bend over, faggot. Don`t fucking more. Promised you a sore ass, so here it comes."
With that, Duke does a thorough job working his crop all over the boy's ass until Luke is crying out in pain, then sobbing. Duke stops and puts the crop down. "Stand up and face me, faggot."
Luke is totally humiliated standing there facing Duke, unable to stop his tears from flowing.
"Why you crying, boy?"
"It hurts, Sir."
"What hurts?"
"My ass mostly, Sir, and my balls where you hit me."
"You said you want to become a sub. this is what it means, faggot." But now I'll be good to you." Duke hands him a special bar of soap. "Take a warm shower, boy. Wash all my piss off your body. Get rid of all your stink. When you come crawling out of here I want you smelling nice and sweet all over. I want you smelling like a tender young girl. Take your time. Make sure you're completely clean. Then come crawling back to me. No need to dry yourself off. I want to see you kneeling in front of me with water dripping down your body. I want you to realize what I'm trying to teach you tonight. Either this is how you're meant to live or it is some horrible thing you never want to have to go through again.'
With that Duke leaves the bathroom. Luke is still crying as he runs warm water and starts to clean himself off finally. He's just been through a hell of a lot. More than he expected. Nothing at all like he expected. He begins to realize that this is a totally new way of existing.
When finally he crawls dripping wet to Luke and kneels up before him, Luke spits in his face. "See what you are, faggot? See how low you are? Imagine if people you know could see you this way. Maybe they will some day if I ever decide to keep you."
Nothing else is said. Luke kneels there still dripping. Duke gets up off his chair, raises the boy's arms and sniffs his armpits. "Nice. Sweet smell, boy. Stand up and hold your balls in your hand. Present them to me so I can sniff them as well." Luke does so. Duke bends over and takes a big sniff. "Sweet here too. Good girl. Now turn around and bend over so I can sniff your ass."
Luke obeys, soaking up the additional humiliation. Again something deep within Luke's spirit keeps insisting that this is the best way for him to live. Part of him wishes he could beg to live with Duke full-time. But he knows there is still so much more to come. finally, he's ready to give up trying to imagine what's next.
Duke stares at Luke, saying nothing. "I'm finished with you for this week, boy. Get out of here. Be back next week. Suck lots of cock. Swallow all the loads. This week, though, you need to beg me for permission to play with your little dick. No one else. Just me. Now get the hell out of here, faggot."
With that, Duke walks away. Luke makes his way to the front door, opens it and looks around to see if anyone's out there. Quickly he makes his way to his car and gets inside. He pulls his shirt over his head but doesn't worry about anything else at the moment. He just wants to get away from this house, from this place where he was taken much deeper into sub space than he ever realized could possibly exist.
As he drives away, he's glad he had tomorrow off. He just wouldn't want to face anyone then.
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