Chapter 18 – Adventures of Fag Dad
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Chapter 18
Master Sinclair and Master Paul had a spirited conversation during breakfast. Some of the conversation was meant to fuck with Joe's head.
There were discussions of their previous slaves. Master Sinclair told the story about his first slave; the one in college who likely was sold to a slave trader and now gone from the planet.
The two also talked about the fag in the basement. They mused over the things that they could do to him particularly because he turned into a fag so quickly. There was talk of making him go down to "it" status.
Joe was taking this all in at his master's feet. He began to put two and two together. There were different levels of slavery just as Paul said. There were slaves like the college jock who got caught up with the wrong crowd and disappeared.
There was himself who was a houseboy, slave, fag, partner, personal assistant, house manager and soon-to-be muscle fag.
There was the boss in the basement that almost instantaneously became a fag bordering on become an it.
But one thing Joe concluded was that Master Paul was right. Joe had the best deal. He began to realize that Master Paul had the best deal too.
Master Sinclair's new slave was going to need more personal attention because he was lost in his subservient status. The "it-in-the-basement" would require direction. It's intuition of the subtly of everyday life had disappeared.
Whereas Paul told Joe what to do and it got done. In some aspects, they were equals because Joe kept his work-a-day functionality about him.
This part of the conversation brought peace to Joe's mind. Yet, Joe became aware that there was an extremely dark side to slavery and he prayed that he never would experience that.
When breakfast was over the Masters continued their conversation in the den. Joe cleaned up the kitchen followed by bringing the fag its breakfast. Master Sinclair told Joe that he could serve the same breakfast to the fag as they had. No need for mush this morning.
Joe brought a tray down to the fag. He made it super appetizing and pretty including a flower. The fag stared at it.
"Thank you Joe."
"You're welcome. Go ahead. Eat. This was orders of Master Sinclair that you could have a human meal."
The fag wept light tears as it ate appreciative of attention that it had not been given in a while.
"So where do you think this is going?" Joe asked.
"I don't know. Originally I was hoping that I would become a slave of Master Paul's. Not circumventing you. Continuing my work/basement routine. Now that I met Master Sinclair I am hoping he takes me home with him. I want to serve him.
"In fact, I'm even willing to get my head together enough to be the type of slave you are, instead of this pathetic fag that I became over the last few weeks."
Joe responded, "You did go fag very fast. While I have little experience in this whole thing, it seemed that you lost all human will in an instant."
"Yeah. I never questioned or argued with Master Paul when he instructed me to quit my job and get a divorce. It seemed the most logical thing in the world. As far as the living in the basement, it taught me extreme patience. Since Paul walked me out of that office that day until last night spanking, no one had paid much attention to me. I was very alone and became ok with that aloneness."
For some reason, Joe leaned over and kissed the fag. The fag responded and before either of them knew what was happening they had incredible sex. Joe, of course, had to be as dominant as possible because the fag was not going to take the lead. How Joe managed that was to remember they days many years back before his wife became the bitch that she is. He got back into the lead choreographer of the act.
Joe was shocked at how beautiful their sex was. Particularly because he was having sex with someone who had abused him so badly. Yet, the sex was tender, almost loving. The fag worshiped Joe's body, which was becoming toned over the few weeks of workout.
It was nice to have his cock sucked. The irony of this not lost on Joe. The fag used to force his cock down Joe's throat. It was the cock that Joe learned how to suck on.
This time when Joe went down on that cock, did no force, just gentle, love sucking.
After a while, Joe manipulated his cock into the fag's cunt. Joe fucked him hard; almost savage. Joe slammed his dick in and out of the hole making the fag scream and yell. Finally he let loose a massive shot of sperm up the fag's flower.
This was immediately followed by Joe aggressively sucking off the fag. Joe wanted to such that cock on his terms. The fag orgasm was so complete he collapsed and fell asleep.
Joe put a blanket over the fag taking the tray upstairs to clean up both the kitchen and him. He felt as though he had found a new friend. The most unlikely of friends, but still a friend.
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