XIX.
So last time we noted that "eventually the boy learned that every man's cum has its own distinct taste back when he was milking the cocks of unseen guys in the library bathroom like the dirty little pervert he was becoming."
And now, just in case you've forgotten . . .
Public Service Announcement: Just a reminder that there are no STD's or other sexually transmitted infections including HIV in this fictional universe.
After Keith thanked Jonah for His slave's service and headed off in his car, Timmy old Jonah that Keith had made him feel like "a dirty little pervert." Jonah made him look it up in a dictionary and tell him what he found.
"Master, the definition is `someone who sought sexual satisfaction from means that are generally regarded as being abnormal.' That's the type of person your slave is, Master."
"That definition doesn't refer to a natural born slave like you, my boy," explained Jonah. "Two things are wrong with it:
First of all it describes a person seeking sexual satisfaction. You're a slave. Your purpose in life is to GIVE sexual satisfaction. It doesn't matter whether you're sexually satisfied or not. A lot of times you don't get any satisfaction at all by sucking cock or licking feet. I never consider whether or not it will satisfy you somehow when I make you drink down My piss? Sometimes it's just what your Master ordered you to do. It doesn't matter if you're in the mood or not.
Your Master is training you to become the type of slave He wants you to be. I simply don't care whether or not you're satisfied. You're not an ordinary free man. You're just an obedient slaveboy, and you know that if you don't show all of us that the obedience we expect from you, you'll quickly find yourself at a Master's whipping post."
"The second thing that's wrong: It mentions acts that are regarded as `abnormal'. Who's the one who makes that decision? Who can say what's normal or abnormal? You're a born slave, Timmy, a cocksucking faggot. Anything any Master makes you do is normal for a boy like you to do. Nothing abnormal at all. Don't forget this: definitions or judgments about the things you will do as My faggot slave are based on the understanding that someone is an ordinary free man.
None of that refers to you; you will never be an ordinary free man. If you were, you would have punched William in the face and told him to fuck off when he told you to piss your pants while he watched. That's when you crossed the line.
And that's how when I first saw you on your knees in that corner, I immediately realized how much you needed a Master to teach you what you are and how you're to behave. That's when I realized just how much you needed to be tied down and thrashed with My strap until you were sobbing and begging for mercy so you could learn to fear My strap, not crave it."
Then Jonah has one more thought: "I want you to make sure you understand this: I have power over you because you fear My strap. That's exactly the way I want it. And if the day comes when you no longer fear the strap, but welcome it, that's the day when I'll find another way to make you fear being punished. There are lots of ways. Damn! I could punish you by giving you to Keith for the night, or even Zeke." Would you look forward to something like that happening?"
Jonah was on a roll here, demeaning the novice slaveboy, and it was working. Timmy was practically in a trance, feeling that every word Jonah spoke to him was pressing him further into the realm of bdsm slavery. Timmy's life before Jonah claimed him mattered any longer. Timmy's true life began the first time he agreed to suck Roger's cock and expect nothing in return other than his hard-on. Roger told him that his cock was no longer a source of pleasure but only a distraction.
He sucked Roger's cock because he thought he was in love with Roger. He sucked Roger's cock because it seemed so beautiful to him and he couldn't get enough of it. He sucked Roger's cock knowing it changed their relationship, that they were no longer equals. It meant that he had given Roger permission to demean him as much as he wanted.
As it turned on, Roger would probably never want to be a Dom, but it was giving him a naughty thrill to see Timmy so humiliated.
Meanwhile, as for Barry . . . .
Barry was just learning how he was wired, and being humiliated was a big part of it. It had to be a man taking power over him, not a woman. He fascinated about getting spanked not for fun but just because this man wanted to claim more power over him. He'd been looking for that man ever since he became of age. He'd had a couple experiences that helped prove what he was realizing about himself, but they were always short-lived and only a little satisfying because most guys doing it were so shallow.
He needed someone who was going to work his mind, not only his body. That's how he ended up with Keith after they spent weeks communicating via emails and texts. That's how he was the one who begged for Keith to train him before Keith suggested it. And that first night had been like a dream come true. Keith was very demanding, but always managed to help the boy find the desire to obey. They didn't fall asleep until 2 am, and so it wasn't surprising when they realized it was already 11 am when they woke up.
Keith had big plans for the boy that morning. He started slapping him around as soon as they woke up, slowly more and more and threats about getting the strap after their showers. Step by step Keith trained the boy how to make breakfast for its Master, and the kid was a fast learner so Keith was really getting into it. And then when the boy nervously dropped the plate with all the Master's food in it on the floor. The plate broke and the food was all over the place.
Keith's anger rose to the point where he decided that this new slave was going to find out how awful punishment would be. He bent the boy over, tied his hands and neck to keep him in place, and then took a cane and proceeded to teach the boy what "six of the best" would feel like. Keith had a fondness for that British phrase and used it whenever he found a boy masochistic enough to deserve it. Nothing new about this for him.
The pain was worse than Barry had even imagined and there was nothing sexual about it. He started crying after the first stroke and sobbing by the third. Five and six had the poor boy screaming and then he sobbed for a good twenty minutes after Keith threw down the cane.
As Keith untied the greatly subdued slaveboy, he told it about the brunch and warned it that bad behavior would result in another six strokes later. Putting on jeans without underpants right over the welts on the boy's ass when Keith insisted increased the pain. The boy submitted more out of fear than out of a desire to submit to this guy any longer.
The brunch was a painful ordeal, especially when he realized that Keith's friends were not impressed with his brutality, so that he had naively given himself to someone who they felt was far too extreme doing what he had done. That only increased Barry's determination to get away as soon as possible. The thought of even one more stroke of that cane over his already lacerated ass was all the motivation he needed to keep as low a profile as possible and then take the first opportunity to make an excuse and take off.
It was a stroke of luck that Timmy was told to take the boy outside and get him an Uber home.
And so Barry ended up with his Uncle Anthony, who he knew was a Dom. Anthony knows Jonah; (Small world!) When Barry caught first site of his uncle when he limped into the house, he threw himself in Anthony's arms, crying his eyes out. Anthony consoled him and rubbed his back until he was able to calm down.
Before anything else could happen, Anthony had the boy take off the jeans so he could get a look at his caned bottom. It wasn't a pretty sight, and Anthony had half a mind to go wring the bastard's neck who did this to the kid.
Anthony uses the cane sometimes, but never such a severe thrashing on a sub who's never tasted any of it before. Anyway, Barry just lies on his tummy, bare below the waist but still wearing the black t-shirt Keith had made him wear. By the way there has never been any sexual contact between Anthony and his nephew. Anthony could never do such a thing because he considered it to be incestuous. Not all real uncles agree with his viewpoint, but Anthony lives up to his convictions, especially when it comes to bdsm.
Nonetheless, he and Barry have talked about what it means to be a Dom or a sub, and he's always been willing to answer any of Barry's questions. He figured out pretty easily that Barry had the mentality of a sub, but he never told Barry he had it figured out. He wanted to leave Barry to figure things out on his own.
Barry recently let his uncle know that he thinks he's a sub and he wants to go find someone to take his "sub virginity." You know the rest of that search.
Now so now Barry's on the bed in Anthony's guest room and Anthony's taking care of what the Master should have taken care of right after he'd beaten the slaveboy so badly. Fortunately Anthony knows what he's doing, and he took care of things in a way that also helped alleviate the worst of the pain, that intense bite that comes from a cane. Barry fell asleep while Anthony was ministering to him; that was a good sign.
Anthony goes inside, takes out his phone, and calls Jonah, having gotten his phone number from Barry.
"Hello, Jonah. This is Barry's Uncle Anthony."
"Well hello there! We've been worried about Barry."
"He's here with me and I've tended to his wounds, the physical ones at least."
"Yes. We witnessed the evidence of what happened when we saw him at the brunch. Did he tell you about that?"
"Yes, he did. He also told me how you and your sub did so much to help him escape the situation, even to the point of getting an Uber for him. I can't tell you how much I appreciate your kindness to him, especially since the villain happens to be in your circle. Barry told me how you were all challenging the guy. It helped him realize that he'd been in an unusual and dangerous situation. That's what gave him the guts to get away from there. And there you were with your boy to help, thank God."
"I'm glad we were there and could help, Anthony. And I appreciate your gratitude, but I assure you I was privileged by being able to help. It's good to know that he's being well taken care of. That's all that matters."
"By the way, the boy is convinced he's a sub and this misadventure hasn't turned him off to the idea. Perhaps you could help even more if you know anyone who could be trusted to help him along, someone who enjoys working with an eager novice like Barry."
"I might have a couple suggestions. Let me check it out further and I'll get back to you if I find any helpful information. I've got a similar situation on my hands now. My boy is a complete novice but knows he's a slave. Training a boy like him is an exquisite experience."
"Sure it is. I've never had the pleasure, but some day I'm sure Ill be in such a situation. In the meantime, I'll appreciate any information at all. I agree wholeheartedly with what you said about it. That's the best part of being a Dom—watching a sub discover what turns him on, being able to get it break through previous limits. I've get the same satisfaction from of my some past relationships."
"May I ask a personal question?"
"Sure, Jonah. What's on your mind?"
"What's preventing you from training your nephew yourself? After all, he obviously trusts you a great deal. I'd think it might be an ideal situation."
"It would be were he not my nephew. I'm not willing to cross that line. I could never face my brother if I did anything to his son, especially since my brother is straight and there are a lot of things that I keep from him. I'm not sure he could handle the knowledge that his brother would be training his son to be slave.
As it is, he's always been jealous of how close Barry and I are without all that being thrown into the pot as well. Sorry about the long explanation but the simple answer is it would not work for me. Or for him, although I'm sure he's thought about it from time to time."
"I understand and I admire the way you've made the decisions you've made. Anyway, I'll ask around. If I can't locate someone, maybe one of my friends might have a lead."
"thank you so much, Jonah. Hopefully we can meet face-to-face sometime soon."
"I'd like that as well. Goodbye for now."
Timmy was serving Jonah's feet while this conversation was taking place, so he had a good sense of what had been going on. His dirty mind went into overdrive imagining what an Uncle/nephew M/s scene could be like and he spaced out picturing it to the point where he actually stopped what he'd been doing for Jonah.
Jonah kicked Timmy in the shoulder. "Come back here, boy. What's gotten into you? Kneel up and talk to Me."
Timmy gets up on his knees. "Master, got lost in a fantasy of Uncle/nephew bdsm scenes."
Jonah chuckles. "Yes, that definitely has possibilities. I don't know for sure if anything like that has ever been the theme of gay erotica. I'll have to look around. Or you can do so when I give you time on the Internet. Yes. That would be a good assignment for you."
Jonah almost gets caught in the fantasy Himself, but gets back to the matter at hand. His slave stopped servicing Him because it was lost in a fantasy. This has to be dealt with.
He looks at the boy with a hard look and Timmy immediately knows something is up. "Kneel up straight, boy. Hold your arms out to the sides all stretched out."
Timmy's been through this before and realizes he being punished for spacing out. Needless to say, holding himself in this position while also on his knees (have you ever tried it?) takes most of his concentration, especially as his arms get tired and the pain sets in. He's tempted to beg the Master for mercy, but at this point knows he shouldn't.
Jonah makes a couple other phone calls while Timmy is obviously busy at the moment and looks so appropriately bad-boy-being-punished that Jonah snaps a couple pictures at various stages of the punishment. He calls Zeke to let him know they'll be at the club tonight.
He calls Henry and fills him on what happened with Barry, then asks him if he'd be interested in taking the boy under his wing. Henry doesn't think this is a good time for him to do that. His career is making more and more demands of his time. He promises to ask around himself.
Then he gets an idea. He calls Anthony again.
"Anthony, there're having a special event at the Inferno tonight. Have you ever been there?"
"Yes. Many times. What kind of event?"
"Some porn director is bringing in seven Czech boys to show off as a promotion for his studio's films. It's a closed event by invitation only. If you'd be interested in bringing Barry there tonight, I can get you added to the list. I'm sure they'll be happy to since you go there often."
"Hmmm...you know, that might be a place for my nephew to connect with someone. Only I don't want to have him there as my sub. Not taking a chance with that. It might give Barry false hopes. NO, I'm sorry, Jonah, but that's not going to work tonight."
Jonah gets another idea. "What if you just bring the pup and give it to Me? I'd have fun with it, I assure you. Actually it could be hot for Me to have two subs at once. Also would give mine a message that he shouldn't get possessive or easily jealous."
"Perfect solution, Jonah! What time to you plan on arriving. I'll just arrive a while after you."
"Around 9:30. Tell you what: I'll text you when I get there."
And so that's how it turns out that by 10:30 Saturday night, Jonah's got Barry and Timmy both naked and bound to each other, facie to face, legs to legs, Timmy's cage to Barry's hard cock. He's spanking His slave and each time He lands a good shot at the boy's ass it pushes him into Barry and his cage rubs on Barry's junk. Others are watching and cheering Jonah on. Finally He stops, takes a seat near them, and orders the two subboys to make out with each other. This really fucks with Timmy's head, especially when he realizes how much he's enjoying making out with Barry.
An announcement is made: Karl is arriving and he has all eight of the bare-chested Czech twinks in speedos and black leather boots, chain collars around their necks, all attached to Karl by long leather leashes.
END OF CHAPTER NINETEEN
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Finally, here's the list of my former stories and when the ends of the stories were posted. Always best to read them in order.
- The Alex Chronicles 9/25/2022 These four are connected: 2. 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
Stand-alone stories: 6. Tommy Loves His Sub 8/17/2023 7. Training Toby 12/31/2023 8. Breaking Me In 3/10/2024 9. The Brothel Slave 3/31/2024
Have a nice day! Rob