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Perceptions - Chapter 38
Preparing for finals and wrapping things up for the semester left very little time for anything between the period when Master G-Man left campus and the start of Christmas break. Master G and I spoke a little, mostly by text, but didn't see or spend any real time together over the next two weeks. I ran into Bax a few times, and he always presented with that same arrogant smirk that made me hardly enjoy his company. Just two days before we left campus, he mentioned something about what Greg said, suggesting they were still talking. I couldn't control my jealousy and started trying to get answers to the frequency and content of their conversations. No matter how i persisted, he purposely teased me and avoided my questions. Fuk, what an asshole' i thought, along with damn, he's hot.'
I talked to Jason about spending New Year's back in Boston after being home for Christmas and he was going to try to arrange to do that. I gave him a huge hug and wished him a good holiday before I jumped on a train to head home.
Settling into my room and being home for a few weeks for Christmas felt good. Just hanging out in the house with my family even felt alright. After dinner my parents and I talked and it was actually ok. It was a good re-entry into my old world. I went by Master G's later that night, excited to see him after missing him for a few weeks. He let me service him, but he was isolated and disengaged. I so wanted to ask him what was going on with Bax, but I was too afraid to question him. I was jealous, but I was also a coward when it came to him. There were only a few days left until Christmas, so i asked Master G if he wanted to go to the mall with me tomorrow to pick up a few things. "Sure fag, i'll go. I need a few things myself." he quipped. Smiling and feeling a little better already i asked, "Should i ask Master Laith if he wants to come too?" Greg sneered at me, but i wasn't sure why. Should I not have called him Master? Was there some rift between the two? Again I was afraid to ask. After a pause, he said, "Can't ask him you cunt, he's in Europe or some shit skiing for Christmas with his family" and shook his head disapprovingly at me. Something was definitely wrong.
Tooling around the mall the following day, I got what gifts i needed and the activity there diluted Master G's grey mood, but I still couldn't ask the right question to get some idea of what he was unhappy about. I had this idea stuck in my head that his discontent all started when he was at U Mass visiting, but I also wondered about Bax, and whether he knew what was going on. Things weren't going too badly until we were sitting in the food court and Ash walked by. Seeing us at the last minute, he spun back towards us, looked down and made smooching sounds. Master G bounced to his feet, facing Ash, ready for whatever. Ash laughed and pushed him back a little. "Don't get upset boys. I didn't mean to disturb you making plans for your big fat gay wedding." Greg's face was now getting red. Seething, he warned "I kicked your ass once, Ash. I'm not afraid to do it again." Ash really laughed out loud now, retorting "You punched me out when i was too drunk to fight you fag. I'd kill you eight days a week you pussy." Greg's defenses heightened, he couldn't resist taunting, "Not the way it looked to me, while you were laying on the lawn submitting like a girl". Now it was Ash who was getting angrier, his face showing the pressure. "You know what" Ash challenged, "Tomorrow at the high school gym. Wrestling room at 1:00! Be there or I'll come looking for you" He challenged. "Use the back entrance by the soccer field. The door will be open..... and bring this faggot with you", he said pointing at me. "You'll need someone to take you to the hospital after" he teased before walking away. Greg said nothing, just taking it all in without any clear signs of how he felt about it. I knew I couldn't say anything, or ask any questions yet, because he was way too unhappy about everything. I figured he'd take my head off if i did.
The ride home in the car was deadly quiet. When i pulled in front of his house, i was still too nervous to ask him about what was going on or what he was going to do about tomorrow. Opening the door and getting out, all he said was "later".
I was on pins and needles all night, barely sleeping as my mind raced but went nowhere. my phone dinged with a text at 8:15, and it simply said, pick me up at 12:30'. I was still too scared to ask questions, so i just responded with a simple yes sir'.
Pulling up to Master G-Man's house i just waited in the driveway until he was ready to come out. Exiting the front door he looked serious but hollow. Wearing light grey sweat pants with the same color hoodie they washed out his color making his skin look almost white. As he got in the car and we were headed for the school, i just asked "What do you need me to do Master?" It didn't take long for him to respond, "Nothing faggot, just sit there like a cuckold while the men do their thing faggot". I hung my head a bit and whispered "yes Sir".
Walking into the obviously empty school through the back entrance, i had a quick flashback of the first time Laith raped me while i was chained to the locker room bench about a year ago. My dick jerked a little in my jeans as i thought about what he did to me that day. Opening the door to the wrestling room, i was surprised and confused to see not only Ash there, but Tack also. My immediate reaction was that i was happy to see him, but that was quickly followed by confusion. Master G immediately asked what i was wondering, "And what are you here for Tack?" he asked with a guarded tone. I could see a vulnerability in my master as he asked, and i could tell he was feeling overwhelmed. Tack smirked, but it was Ash who was quick to answer. "He's here to protect you from me going too far" Ash said with a smug tone. "Jack wasn't available" he continued with a laugh, "He finds me too....... dominant" i think, Ash said smiling and winking directly at me. Now Greg was getting anxious, "OK, lets get started" he barked. Nobody cares about your personal life ASS-LEY" he mispronounced. Then, Greg pulled off his sweats to uncover his tight physique in a training singlet, my knees wobbled a little as i took in his form. At the same time, Ash began to strip naked, not in an enormous hurry, showing off his size and musculature as he stripped down to nothing. Pulling a jock and a singlet from his gym bag laying on the ground, he held up the jock for a moment, considering it, before tossing it back down to the floor and choosing just to pull an old worn singlet up over his striated muscles. As his cock swung before being covered by the singlet, my mind went back to that night in the woods when he used that club to make me cry from both pain and passion.
"Rules?" Greg inquired. "No" Ash replied. The fact that they were in the mat room of the local high school in regulation wrestling gear made it feel safer to me. This wasn't a street fight with knives, just some jocks blowing off steam I reasoned. As they circled and locked up, Ash had the weight advantage pushing Greg back easily, but then Greg slid behind him using the momentum to drive Ash down to the mat face first. Greg rode him for a moment before being thrown off. Up and circling again, Ash went in and with a lift, ended up throwing Greg up and away, and as he landed on his back you could hear his lungs empty. Ash was not rushing in though for a follow up move however. He was going slowly, giving Greg all the time he needed. Up and circling for a third time, Ash grabbed Greg, lifting him in his arms at the crotch and shoulders and then slamming forward, driving Greg to the ground with his chest coming down on top of Greg's literally squashing him. Again, moving slowly, Ash took his time, getting up. He took time to Drive his knee into Greg's chest as he kneeled over him and decided to flex, wanting to humiliate Greg a little bit. Pretending to be a little weaker than he actually was, Greg bided his time and when the opportunity was there he decided to drive his elbow up into Ash's unprotected nuts hanging above him. It wasn't a regulation move, but really, there were no regulations for today, and Greg was up against a few inches and 30 pounds more muscle than he had himself.
As Ash fell to his side, Greg jumped up and straddled his chest, putting him on his back while he threw a few forearms into the side of Ash's head and a dozen fists into his abs. Ash seemed to be absorbing the ab onslaught while he shook off the forearms to his head, but then he exploded up from his back, and Greg was tossed to his side as Ash mounted G-Man, and I thought for sure he'd throw some punches to knock him out. To my surprise, he didn't move to debilitate Greg, just to wound. Trapping his arms, he began to break down his core. He beat his abs and then his pecs with his powerful fists until Greg was visibly struggling. Then, picking him up, he threw him back down to the mat in a humbling display. As he manhandled him, Greg struggled to fight back but was not effective at all. My heart was breaking for him, and as i peered to the other side of the mats, i saw Tack smiling and filming the entire scene on his phone.
After a few minutes of slapping Greg around, he laid him up in a figure four headlock and just rode him mercilessly, not trying to choke him out, but just to bust his self-confidence and occupy his brain. At one point he had Tack come up close and film as he flexed his arms while lying back on the mat, squeezing Greg's neck as he gurgled. Deciding finally to up the attack, Ash put Greg in a body scissors and squeezed so tightly that Greg could no longer fight, but as he submitted verbally and physically by tapping Ash's leg, Ash continued to pulse his muscles looser and tighter punishing him beyond what he could take. It was nearly impossible to watch, and as i got to my feet, deciding if it was time to help, Tack stood up at the other end of the mats and pointed downwards, letting me know to sit back down or he'd make me pay. I was forced to settle into watching Ashley torment Greg for another 15 minute, as Greg had nothing left.
When Ash was finally satisfied with punishing and making Greg submit, he stood, walked to his gym bag and fished out something shiny. As he walked back towards Greg, i saw the object unwind and realized they were handcuffs. Greg was not completely out of it, but he was not ready or able to fight, however as he saw the handcuffs a wave of emergency energy overcame him and he began to move himself up and away from Ash. Ash hustled in, grabbing Greg by the wrist and began to drag Greg towards the bleachers. Greg was using his legs to kick at Ash, knowing if he allowed himself to be immobilized it was all over for him. Ash absorbed a few kicks before grabbing Greg by the neck and drawing his right fist back, threatening to punch him through the floor if he kicked him again. Then, Ash lashed Greg's wrist with one side of the handcuffs and fastened the other side to the bleachers.
Now Ash was moving towards me. I froze for an instant until i realized that in fact he was coming for me and i jumped up both afraid to run and leave Greg, but also afraid to stay. Ash barked, "You move faggot, and I'll destroy you". I waited for my fate. Ash fisted a handful of my hair and dragged me over a few feet in front of G-Man, who was now chained to the bleachers, and he pushed me to my knees in front of him. Looking down at me he prepared me for his questions by telling me, "If you hesitate to answer a question i ask you or fail to respond honestly to any challenge i give you, i will beat your little boyfriend here senseless. Do you understand me faggot?!" I gulped, shook my head affirmatively and answered, "Yes Sir". Just so you know what I'm talking about, let me show you. He left me there, walked over to Greg on the floor next to the bleachers and dragging him up by the neck, laid an open handed bitch slap across his face that laid him out on the floor and left Ash's big handprint on his cheek. Then, assuming his place standing in front of me, he looked down and began. "Did you like when i raped you in the woods that night fag?" I know i was supposed to be fast, but it seemed i just hesitated for a second and he was on Greg again, delivering another blistering bitch slap. I begged "No, please i'm sorry. I'm sorry". All he replied with was "Faster". Then he repeated, "Did you like when i raped you in the woods that night fag?" Yes Sir, yes, i liked it Sir." i blurted out. "And why?" he continued. "Because you controlled and owned me Sir, and that felt so good." i responded. "What did you like best?" he asked. "When you sent Jack away, when you made him leave." i replied. "And why did you like that?" he asked. "Because when you did that you were saying this isn't for the faint of heart. You were being the alpha, staking your claim, and i wanted you to do that Sir." Ash laughed, "You are a true faggot cunt". Now looking at Greg, Ash asked G-Man, "Is this faggot really yours? You want this pathetic whore?" In his pain Greg was solemn as he nodded, "He's my slave." Shaking his head, Ash indicated, "Well not for much longer."
Then Ash proceeded with a different approach to destruction. "Fag, tell me you don't think I'm totally fucking hot, and I won't rape you." He stared at me as i said nothing. "Ok" he continued, "Tell me you didn't love me raping you against your will in the woods while you cried, and i won't do it again." Again, he stared at me and i began to hang my head. Reaching down he grabbed my chin, pulled it up and said, don't you dare faggot. You look me in the eyes you piece of shit. "Did you like me raping you in the woods against your will while you cried?" "Yes Sir" i answered. "Tell me you didn't think about me doing that to you, and that you didn't get off to that 100 times, and I won't rape you again." he said. I stared at him silently again. Pulling the shoulder straps of his singlet down exposing his torso, he continued, "Tell me my body isn't the stuff of your fantasies. Tell me you don't dream of being under me. Tell me you don't think of me constantly you fuckin' sissy." Looking at him this time, i answered, I can't deny anything you said Sir". "Well fag, you know what that means then, right? Get up and take your clothes off." As I stood, i looked over at Greg, who groaned, "NO" through his pain. As Ash moved to neutralize Greg, i jumped in front of him and immediately begged, "Please Sir, please, take it out on me, not him. PLEASE!" Ash smirked and directed, "out of your clothes now." As i undressed, i made it a point not to look over at Greg again. It was too painful. I got on all fours, and tried to prepare myself for Ash. Now completely naked, his cock like a flagpole, Ash came from behind me and pulled me up to my feet, moved me towards the bleachers in front of Greg and bent me over. I put my hands on the bleachers in front of me. "Lets do this just like last time" he explained. From my position I was looking down into Greg's eyes as he looked up at me. He murmured the words, "No, MINE" as Ash plunged his cock into my ass and i screamed out loud as he bottomed out in my hole.
He bludgeoned my cunt as i cried and i don't know how long it went on for but it felt like an hour as his intensity never abated. He seemed to love telling me "You will forever be a damaged bitch, and i will always be in your head. Forever you cunt, I'll own a piece of you." All i could do was affirm, "Yes Sir". Then he asked me "Do you like this?" and it is hard to believe that i could, but i answered "Yes i love it" through my tears and screams. Then he wanted to know "Why do i like it so much?" All i could do was truthfully say that he was a super-hot alpha male and that i loved worshipping him because it gave me purpose, and that he deserved for all fags like me to always worship and please him. Finally, when he was done with me, and after he filled my cunt with his precious man seed, he pushed me off of him and on top of Greg on the ground. He Returned to his bag on the floor, and i watched Ash put his clothes back on, find the keys for his handcuffs and then return to the bleachers to release Greg from his bonds. Taking a look back at Tack, he asked, "Wanna get a burger?" and they walked out together.
I tried to get up and help Greg as well. He was 100% silent though, and his stare was completely blank. He dressed and began to leave the building by the back door. i chased after him, but he ignored me, walking in the opposite direction of the car. Refusing to discuss what had happened, i had no option but to let him go and just wait for what would happen next.