XXIV.
Their meal concluded, Art Rosen and Gleason Franks invite Jonah up to their suite for a nightcap and he agrees but says he'll be up in a little while. First he wants to speak to the boy. The other guys take the first elevator. Jonah and timmy get into the second one and find themselves alone as the elevator ascends to the top floor of the hotel. "You looked so beautiful sitting there, baby, with your sparkling eyes and your shy smile and, of course, the collar that let them both know what you are. When we join Mr. Franks and Mr. Rosen in their suite I'm sure they will enjoy getting to see what you are usually like when the two of us are alone together, if you get My meaning."
"Yes, Master, Your slave understands that You want it to strip and get down on the floor."
"Of course. You should always be displayed naked and crawling. That's what pleases me the most, especially when there are others around to see you like the slave I'm training you to be. I know they'll be impressed when they see how I've marked you with my whip while you were writhing around trying to escape the lashes. One of these days you'll learn that you're a lot better off is you don't move around, because when you do, you get whipped all over your body. But I must say it really looks hot when you've got welts all over your body."
"Needless to say, I intend to let both of them have time to be alone with you so they can use you in privacy. I'm sure they're really going to be impressed with how I've turned you into my personal urinal. I've had to piss for a while, but I've been holding off so they have a chance to see you gulping it down like it's just flavored water. After all, that's what it is: piss-flavored water."
When they get to the room, both men have taken off their suits. Jonah orders the boy to strip slowly so the men can enjoy the sight of its bare, hairless body. Both Art and Gleason stare lustfully as timmy slowly removes first its boots and socks, then its shirt. "I had the boy writhing around on the floor last night while I played with one of My whips. You can see some of the marks the whip made in random places on the slave's body. It was trying to escape the lashing of the whip, so I just kept laying it on the slave wherever it landed. Raise your arms up in the air, boy, so they can get a closer look at the marks in your armpits along with everywhere else."
timmy does as he's been told. Gleason is bolder than Art, and walks right up to the boy touching the welts with his fingers making the boy gasp from the pain. "Don't be so fucking dramatic, boy. I know you're still sore but there's no need to exaggerate. In fact, keep quiet unless I give you specific permission to speak. Now get those pants off. Let My friends take a close look at the cage I've locked your dick in."
Art gasps as timmy drops his pants. Gleason, of course, steps right in there to juggle the cage. "So I guess this means the slave isn't allowed to masturbate itself?"
"Correct. I'll never let the faggot touch its dick again. That dick belongs to me and the slave no longer has the right to pleasure it."
"Does it ever get to feel the pleasure of the male orgasm?"
"Very seldom, but I must tell you that I milked its dick last night as a reward for it enduring a long bondage session. Now you mentioned something about slaves drinking piss. I've broken this boy's natural resistance to doing such a thing. I drank a lot of water during the meal on purpose, so I've got a good watery load for the boy to swallow."
"if you'd like, you can lay your hands on its neck to feel as it gulps down My piss I'll be doing it one mouthful at a time. This is actually more difficult for a slave because each time after it swallow, it has to perform an act of submission by opening its mouth for more of the Master's piss. This is the most symbolic way to make the slave surrender again and again, knowing that each time is somewhat unpleaseant."
Jonah looks down at His slave. "Kneel up here, timmy. Do what I trained you to do so these gentlemen can see how much I've subjugated you. Take out My penis and put it in your mouth. Show the gentlemen what you've been trained to do for Me."
timmy obeys and before long Jonah fills the slave's mouth several times. The men can hear the sound it makes as it gulps down what comes from its Master's body. Gleason takes advantage of Jonah's invitation and lays a hand on the boy's throat to feel it as it swallows.
"Fucking amazing. I've never seen a sub serve as a urinal before," he remarks. "I must congratulate you. How much power You've assumed over this boy! And it obeys without any hesitation. Indeed!"
"Any hesitation and it knows it will feel My strap wounding its ass when I get it home, and it knows full well that I won't be gentle about it. As far as I'm concerned, this is the most efficient way to break down a slave's resistance, and I use the strap on a regular basis whenever I wish. Nothing else can subjugate a sub and teach it obedience."
"It looks like the boy's about to cry," notes Art. "Does it cry often.?"
"Almost always, Art. My boy is quite the crybaby and I like it. I love seeing the tears in its eye and dripping down its face. Remember that only six months ago timmy was just a college boy sitting in class never thinking what would be happening, and how he would discover his true nature. Slaves like timmy are born and then their innate submissive needs to be brought out by careful and methodical training by a Dom."
"And willingly. that's what impresses me the most is how you've managed to conquer this boy and make him into what you want him to be."
"But don't forget," Jonah points out, "that a Dom can only bring out what always resided in the boy's genes. At least that's what I think. Every sub I've ever met admits that at some particular moment in his life he began feeling the urges that only subs have, urges to be dominated, disciplined, punished, and everything else that goes along with it. It's the fantasizing that increases the desires until at last, the sub finds itself on its knees getting slapped for the first time in its life. As it turned out, I could tell what this boy's proper destiny could be the very first time I saw it kneeling on the ground in a dark corner of a leather bar.
Rosen, who you remember is doing research on this whole topic. "I don't think I've ever heard a Master call His slave by its name. Is there some reason you do this? I'd appreciate it if you could put your finger on what causes you to do this."
Jonah nods. "Let me think a bit . . . . . Well first of all, I'm the one who gave the slave its name, so when I say the name, it's a reminder that I've taken charge of the boy's life. Also, I'm not afraid to be affectionate with the boy. I'm not afraid of the tender feelings I have for him. There's a practical reason as well: I've discovered that by showing the boy affection it makes him all the more eager to do anything he can to please me. I've found that it's a powerful training tool."
"Jonah, I have so much respect for the way you think. Your situation is going to get a lot of attention in my book. In addition to that, I must say that you've proven how effective your technique is. Your slave is an exquisite creature," says Rosen. "Such a docile, obedient, and subjugated creature is a rare treasure."
"Never been called a creature before," the slave thinks to itself while it's cleaning out its Master's piss slit after Jonah finished pissing in its mouth. "That's as low as being called a urinal." It's surprising that timmy hasn't been moved by all the praise Rosen's giving him. This is partly due to his nature and partly due to the fact that he's being trained to always be aware that he's a slave, and at this point the only praise that matters to him is praise from his Master.
Jonah bends forward to slip His cock back into His pants. "So, would either of you like to experience the slave's cocksucking ability? Please. Take it into your room for a while if you'd like."
Gleason is the first to take advantage of the offer. "Follow me," he orders the slave, and then is even more turned on when he realizes that the slave is actually crawling after him into his room. "do you always crawl around on the floor?' he asks timmy. "Most of the time, Sir. Master doesn't like for His slave to be standing like a free man much when its naked."
"Well you might as well stay down there." Gleason drops his boxers and sits on the side of his bed spreading his legs. "Come here. Show me how well you Master has trained you to suck dick like a good faggot."
That's the most Timmy had heard Gleason say. He was pretty quiet during dinner, taking in the interview between his friend Art and the slaveboy. He was impressed that the boy had answered all Art's questions frankly even though his blushing face made it clear how humiliated he was by some of the questions and the answers he had to provide. Art figured that the boy would be punished if he tried to spare his pride by giving evasive answers. He was impressed with Jonah, that's for sure.
(The astute reader might take note that only the Master is praised, never the slave. The slave's behavior demonstrates the Master's skill in forming such behavior.)
Art quickly gets hard and starts leaking. "Lick the precum from the head of my dick, faggot. Learn what I taste like. Maybe it will overpower the taste of your Master's piss in your mouth."
Timmy put his lips to the head of Gleason's cock and sucked for a bit then licked what remained of the man's juices. Gleason's cock was hard and thick and he gasped when the boy's tongue touched it. "Yes, slaveboy. Lick my cock clean then get it all into your mouth. Gag on my cock, cocksucker, and show me how hungry you are for it. Show me how much of a faggot you are."
Timmy was turned on by the way Gleason demeaned him. He swallowed the man's cock as best he could. It was bent so he had trouble getting all of it into his mouth. Gleason knew this would happen. He pulled Timmy's hair back and his cock popped out of the boy's mouth. He started slapping the boy's face fast and hard. "Get it all into your mouth you queer twink. I know it's not easy but that's no excuse. Swallow it down, whore!"
Obviously, Gleason was getting off, being able to talk this way. Timmy tried his hardest but simply couldn't manage because of the way the man's cock was shaped. Gleason put his hand on the back of the slave's head and pushed it down. Timmy gagged and choked but Gleason wouldn't let him pull back. "That's right, faggot. Choke on a real man's cock just like your Master taught you. Suck me down, boy!"
Timmy was getting ready to panic, especially since Gleason was yelling now while pushing his head down and slapping him on the face and neck. "SUCK IT, YOU FAGGOT SLAVE!" Timmy was close to panicking and wanted to use his safe word but Gleason wouldn't release his head so he couldn't. Then all of a sudden the door to the bedroom opened and Jonah walked in. "He's had enough, Gleason. Let go of the boy!" Jonah had heard Gleason shouting and decided to put a stop to things.
Gleason pushed the boy's head off his dick and then used his foot to knock the boy down to the floor. "Give me my belt. This queer needs a good solid whipping!"
"I said ENOUGH!" Jonah was angry. "Do you always get this carried away with subs?"
"Never used a sub before," said Gleason. "Sorry. I thought slaves were supposed to like it rough." He reached down for his boxers to pull them on. "Especially after what the faggot told Art about his life with you."
"It takes skill to be rough with a slave in a way the slave can endure and even enjoy, a skill that you obviously don't have. Do Me a favor and leave so I can tend to the boy, please."
Gleason didn't say anything. He tossed on a t-shirt and left Jonah alone with His slave, who was lying on the ground panting and wiping his eyes. Jonah got down on the floor and pulled Timmy into His arms. "It's over, boy. You've had enough."
"I'm so sorry I angered him, Master. I tried my best, but. . "
"SSSHHH!" Jonah dried the boy's tears with His thumbs. "You did fine, baby."
Jonah wasn't about to make excuses for Gleason's behavior or apologize for leaving the boy to serve someone who didn't have a clue how to use a sub. Timmy heard what he told Jonah. He's not stupid. No further explanation was needed.
Once Timmy had calmed down, Jonah brought the boy his clothes and told him to get dressed again. While he was putting on his clothing Art tried to apologize for his friend's behavior. Jonah held up Hs hand and shook His head. He took His keys out of His pocket and handed them to Timmy.
"Go down and get in the car. I'll be down in a few minutes."
"Yes, Master."
After Timmy leaves, Jonah turns to both Art and Gleason.
"That's what happens when a guy gets all his ideas from watching porn," He tells them. "That stuff is far too violent. It makes things dangerous for those of us who are really into the scene. Gleason, I realize you only did what you've seen in porn. Just remember that what you watch in those film clips is never realistic. No harm done. The kid is tough. He'll be fine."
"Can we do anything to make it up to the boy?"
"No need, guys. The boy's a slave. Things like that happen to slaves. If things don't work out between us, this will be a good reminder for the kid to be careful when he's out on his own. But I swear that's the last time I'll ever leave him alone with someone I've never seen in action before. I take responsibility for what happened on myself."
"Good idea, Jonah. You sure the kid's gonna be okay?"
"Yes. Don't worry. It's over. The kid had a scare but in a way I'm glad it happened. Like I say, the boy's a slave. Some lessons have to be learned from hard experience. I'm not about to make any excuses for what happened. And I'm certainly not going to say anything to criticize you for it either. Not to My slave. As far as I'm concerned, what happened, happened. It's all over now."
On the way home, Timmy is obviously subdued. "Get naked, boy. Right here in the car. You'll feel better once you're out of those clothes." Timmy strips quickly then sits back and sighs.
"Better, baby?"
"Yes, Master. Am I going to be punished?"
"What for? You didn't do anything wrong. It was a rough scene so I put a stop to it. End of story."
When Jonah stops for a red light He reaches over and toys with the slave's balls. When He lets go, Timmy takes His hand and kisses it. Once they get home Jonah gives the boy a cup of tea and something to help him relax while his Master takes a quick shower.
When Jonah comes back from His shower He sits on the bed and points to His feet. The slave knows what to do. Jonah knows that this will help ground his slave before finally taking it to bed.
END OF CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
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