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Perceptions - Chapter 62
Laith headed back to school on January 8th, and U Mass was going to be back in session on the 10th. Greg was anxious to deal with Jason, so he wanted to go to Jason's room on the day after he arrived back on campus. Tack asked Greg several time what his plan was, but Greg would only say confidently, `he'll never know what hit him.'
Greg waited outside Jason's room at 3:00 on the 11th after his afternoon classes. In his backpack, he carried handcuffs, a ball gag and a wooden paddle with holes drilled through the face of it. Greg saw Jason returning and kept enough distance between them not to be noticed. Once Jason entered his room, Greg prepared his mind quickly, reminding himself that this is it, the start of taking his life back. Moving to Jason's room and quickly opening the door, slipping into the room and locking the door behind him, he wasted no time in attacking Jason, dragging him to the ground and pulling the handcuffs from his backpack. Jason was still in some shock from the surprise ambush and before he knew it Greg had one of the cuffs fastened to Jason's wrist while he was covering Jason as he was face down on the floor. "Payback isn't gonna be any fun for you today", Greg growled in Jason's ear as he dragged the cuffed arm across Jason's back to attach to his free arm.
Going with the momentum and the way Greg was trying to move Jason's body, he tucked his free arm into his body and rolled over, letting the free arm swing out and up into the side of Greg's head. Now that Greg wasn't holding either of Jason's hands, he swung the one with the cuff on it and hit the other side of Greg's skull leaving a small cut. Dazed from the punches, Greg needed an advantage and seeing an opportunity to get the upper hand, he rammed his knee into Jason's balls which caused him to draw up his knees from pain which also knocked Greg off of him, and as Greg began to stand, Jason retorted by thrusting his foot up between Greg's legs into his balls. Greg fell back and his head hit the bed frame behind him which dazed him a bit too. By then, Jason was on him, straddling his midsection as he pounded his fists into Greg's head to daze and stop him. Opening Greg's backpack he dumped everything out and found the handcuff keys. Within 30 seconds the handcuffs were off Jason and Greg was on his stomach with Jason attaching them to Greg's wrists behind his back. As Greg felt the cuffs going on he began to scream, but Jason slapped his hand over Greg's mouth and painfully pulled back on his head as he lay there helpless on his stomach. Reaching for the ball gag from Greg's backpack, Jason took a dirty sweat sock from his laundry, shoved it in Greg's mouth and then inserted the ball gag and fastened it tight around the back of his neck. Finally standing up and looking down at his prey, Jason wheezed, "What the fuck" and winding up sent a kick with his boot into Greg's side.
Seeing the paddle, Jason picked it up along with the backpack and put it on his desk. Looking down at Greg, he dragged him up by his hair to his knees and began to tear off his clothing. He used scissors or just tore the fabric to get his shirt off over the handcuffs. Pulling his pants off Greg kneeled there completely naked just yelling for help into Jason's dirty sweat sock held in place by his own ball gag. Dragging Greg up, he sat him in his desk chair, and locking eyes with him gave him the hardest bitch slap Jason had ever dished out. Greg fell off the chair and as Jason dragged him back up and sat him down again he could see the tears in Greg's eyes as he imperceptibly sobbed. Jason explained, "Don't cry slut we haven't even gotten started yet. Your plan didn't go exactly as planned though, did it? What were you thinking you pathetic weakling?" Retrieving his big red permanent marker, Jason wrote "slave greg, property of BAX & Jason" across Greg's chest in the wide red permanent ink.
Jason found a chastity cage that Master Bax had for him to wear on some occasions, and affixed it to Greg's dick, locking it down. Now that Greg was decorated and trussed up, Jason took a few pictures and Greg again screamed into the ball gag. Jason now took his time to undress, taking off his heavy wool sweater and then his t-shirt. He'd built up a big sweat on his well-muscled body from all of the commotion he'd just settled. Greg thought that Jason looked sexy there in just jeans, boots and a sweaty torso, but he looked away. "Awwww, don't look away boy. You're gonna be looking at this and serving it for years." Unlacing and kicking off his boots he peeled off his socks and held them over Greg's mouth and nose for a while as he taunted him more. Dropping his pants and briefs, Greg again looked away. "I know ya like it slave" Jason said. Finding a black jock, Jason pulled it over his ample and hardening package. Jason was more muscled and cut than Greg remembered, as he couldn't help looking at his body.
Now, setting up several cameras in his room, Jason set them to record. Now that he felt Greg was less of a threat, he got firmly on top of Greg and moved the handcuffs from being fastened in back to being fastened in front. Placing Greg on all fours in the middle of the room, Jason picked up the paddle and moved behind Greg. He knew he could only cause so much noise before someone would check what was going on, so he decided ten blistering beats with the paddle would suffice. Bringing the paddle down quickly and consistently Jason delivered ten brutal swipes as Greg screamed bloody murder for each. Greg's ass looked like it was painted red after Jason was done with him. Dropping the paddle as Greg cried, Jason stood to the side of Greg and put one of his bare feet up on Greg's back like he was an animal, and then he threw a double bicep pose for the camera as his new slave posed in servitude and submission. Then stepping around front he placed one bare foot under his gagged face and told him to rub his face over his foot as he resumed posing for the camera and showing off his totally hot body.
Jason asked Greg, "Can i trust you if i take off the gag?" Greg nodded enthusiastically `yes', and so Jason unbuckled the gag and pulled the sock from his boy's mouth. "What were you thinking?" Jason asked. Greg hung his head down. "What were you thinking bitch?" he asked more forcefully this time. "You know" Greg responded. "Tell me, or it's 20 times more" Jason said picking up the paddle. Greg finally spoke. "What you did to me was too much." Greg spat. "What I did? I wasn't the only one there and I wasn't calling the shots." Greg stewed, "Yeah, but you......" not finishing his observation. "Say it" Jason demanded picking up the paddle. Laith explained, "It's different you fucking me. That destroyed me. That turned me into a slave's faggot". Jason laughed as he walked in front of Greg and asked a series of questions, "Do i look too weak for you?" Greg answering honestly said "No." "Do I look fearful and afraid?" Greg hesitating said "No." "Do i look man enough to you?" Greg forcing himself to be honest said "Yes." "If we stand next to each other" Jason asked pulling Greg up by the hair and standing next to him in front of the mirror and doing a bicep flex with his free hand, "whose the stud and whose the pathetic pussy?" Jason taunted. Pausing and taking the visual of himself in next to Jason, you could witness the perceptions and hierarchy re-aligning in Greg's head. Jason just smiled big time. "You're the stud" Greg obediently reported. "What do you see when you look at us?" Jason harassed. "You're the hotter badass." Greg admitted. "Then what is it?" Greg replied, "You're a slave, and i don't know, and you're like a bad guy." Jason asked, "And you don't like bad guys? Laith, Tack, Bax. I think you like bad guys enough. I think you just can't handle submitting to a beta. But boy, that's your new life from now on." Standing next to Greg, his foot up on his back again, pulling his head back so the camera could capture the writing on his chest, he asked, "Tell me who your new Alpha Master is." Greg answered "Master Bax is my Alpha Master". "Louder" Jason barked. "Master Bax is my Alpha Master", Greg yelled loudly. "Who is your beta master?" Jason asked. "Master Jason is my beta master" Greg replied loudly.
"Good boy" Jason complimented. "Now, lets get started breaking you again. I liked it when you used to be catatonic, and i'm going to make you that way again." Stepping in front of Greg, Jason lowered his jock and made his boy deep throat his cock as he pistoned his head like a fleshlight. "I'm going to find you a job on campus and you're going to start working and hand over whatever you make to your masters. Do you understand?" Greg just groaned "MMMMM HHHMMMM" through Jason's cock. "I'm going to use you until you are completely empty boy. You are my property now." Pulling his cock out of Greg's mouth and moving around to the back, Jason got in position and explained, "Beg me. The more you beg the kinder i will be to you and the less you beg, the harder i will be on you." Then picking up the paddle, he brought it down once against Greg's ass. Greg started to beg freely now, "Master Jason, please fuck me. You are man enough and strong enough and hot enough for anyone, especially me. Please fuck me Sir." Jason lined up and plunged into Greg as he let out a cry of inescapable submission to Jason, and as Jason began to fuck him he began to chant, "Jason is my master, i belong to Jason."
This went on for hours as Jason used his new slave as his whore and urinal, taking time in between to edit footage he was creating. What Jason was doing to Greg was not all that extreme or brutal after the initial beating, he was just wearing him down, breaking him until there was nothing left but a receptacle to work and serve Master Bax and himself. Now, feeling completely dominant, Jason took Greg's handcuffs off completely and had him worship his body as he worked on the clips. Wanting to hurt Greg a little more now, mind fuck him and rewire his brain, he told Greg, "Come sit next to me on the bed. Lean up against the headboard next to me. Good boy." Picking a clip where Greg announced to the camera, 'Bax is my Alpha Master and Jason is my beta master', Jason announced, "We're sending this one to Master Bax." Greg looked a little alarmed. "Thank me boy." Greg looking conflicted offered, "Thank you." "No, no boy, really thank me. C'mon show me how much you love being owned by me." Then changing his tone, Jason continued "Lose your identity and become mine you worthless pig, now tell me how much you appreciate me sending this clip to your new master." Taking Greg's mouth and squeezing it hard, he pulled it towards him and spit on his face several times. Greg needed to feel safe again and in light of Jason's change of tone, he knew what he had to do to make him happy. Greg began, "Thank you master, thank you for sharing this clip with my Master Bax and for giving me this opportunity to work for and serve you both." With that Greg began to worship Jason's chest and pay true homage to his body. "That's better boy" Jason chimed, as Greg already felt things were more peaceful.
"Now what are we going to send to Laith and Tack?", Jason inquired. Greg sounded desperate again. "Oh god please no master. Please I'm just getting my life back on track and functioning again. Please don't do this, you will end me. Sounding annoyed, Jason said, You'll lose your identity and become property of mine. I already told you that. Why won't you learn. Dragging Greg off the bed by his hair, Jason grabbed the paddle and brought it down once, twice, three times, four and five as Greg gasped and heaved under master Jason's hands. "Do we understand?" Greg meekly nodded "Yes Sir". Lets send the one of me flexing with my foot up on your back. "Yes Sir" Greg gasped holding back a sob. "Get your phone pussy" Fetching his phone and giving it to his new master, Greg was asked, "Passcode?" and Greg realized he had to give it to Jason and he did. "What will we send to Ash and the wrestling team?" Greg was having a hard time holding his emotions in check by now because inside he had already started to fall apart. He could feel himself falling back into that deep hole that Tack had helped him out of, and while he could also feel the reliability and safety of the hole, he could also feel the inevitable powerlessness and inescapable nature of living there again. As Jason picked out videos and sent them to Greg's phone he then sent the videos out from Greg's accounts. With each new send of devastating pictures and video, Jason would demand, "Show me how grateful you are slave." Don't just tell me, but show me. Worship my pecs as you thank me." Jason would chide. "Worship my pit sweat as you thank me for sending videos to your teachers. Worship my feet as you thank me for sending clips to your cousins. Worship my ass as i sit on your face, while i send videos of you getting fucked with `slave greg' written on your chest to your parents you worthless piece of cunt.", Jason growled. By the time it was over, Greg was sobbing out loud as he desperately worshipped different parts of Jason's body while he thanked him for outing him as a whorish slave. The sight of one man totally in control of and completely owning another human while teaching him to work against every natural instinct he has was soul crushing. Greg's head was so fucked, he had no idea what he was doing, and he knew the only way he could survive was to relent and submit to Jason; so that night after hours of being humiliated abused and mind fucked, he snapped. He began to literally beg and plead to Jason, "Please Master Please, take me. Take me now and fill me, control me, work me for your benefit and use me for your pleasure. I don't care how much you hurt or destroy me, just control my life master. Please take me" he screamed in utter frustration, "i can't do this without you. TAKE MY BODY!!!"
Jason slammed him on his back, lifted his legs over his shoulders and brutally invaded Greg's pussy. "You don't exist anymore. You're mine and you cease to exist on your own from now on, do you get it faggot?" Greg began to cry tears of submission and relief and sorrow as so much had happened to him and he embraced his tormentor, kneeled before him and gave himself to him as his slave. Holding Greg's legs wide out and apart he looked down on him with a sense of his absolute superiority which Greg felt completely as he looked up with complete reverence and adoration, begging "Please be my Master. Use me like the pig i am. I can't do this alone Master." As his slave begged and praised him, the power surging through Jason became intoxicating to him, and wanting to show the scope of his power, he reached down and wrapped his hand around Greg's throat and began to choke him out. Greg did not even attempt to resist his alpha as he felt the oxygen fade, he simply looked up into his master's eyes in total acceptance of his fate and began to blow his load through his tight cage as his dick was being tortured by the metal device. "Fuck Yeah, 100% Total ownership of this slave" Jason said to himself as he continued brutally pounding Greg's passed out body, having let go of his throat, now simply focusing on raping his tender pussy until he impregnated him with with seed.
Bax called soon after receiving the first text from Jason. He laughed, asking "What did you do now?" Jason simply replied, "I'm just adding more slaves to your stable master. They just keep lining up. This bitch came in here for retribution on me for breaking him months ago in front of everyone. Now he is so broken that no one can save him. Then, handing the phone to Greg, he said, greet your new Alpha Master and Greg greeted his new master perfectly, as he had been taught. The next morning Greg's phone blew up as family friends and acquaintances began to verify that Greg was now an owned slave to Master Bax and Jason.
Tack finally called Bax, asking, "What the fuck is going on?" Bax laughed, "My boy Jason is breaking all of them. Pretty soon i'm gonna have a harem." Tack sounded annoyed. "Greg is gonna be all fucked up" he spat. "He already is from what i can see" responded Bax. "Did you know he was going over there?" Bax asked. Tack didn't respond. "So you did, and you didn't give me a heads up? That doesn't sound like respect. I think you owe me one." "Yeah, maybe" Tack agreed, adding "But Jason is a total fuck and I wouldn't mind seeing him get some payback. Plus, I just didn't think it would end this way." "All the more reason to communicate" Bax said. I'm not fighting their battles for them, i just see who comes out on top. And it looks like i own Greg now. I'll have to see who is most precious to you when i collect from you." Bax said as he hung up.