"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 40. Meeting Mom.
Brandon speaks: When Master wakes me up, He begins to coddle me more than He ever has before. "From now until we get home tonight, I am your Lover more than your Master. It must be this way so that your mother can see nothing but good and wholesome love in your eyes." I assured Him that it wouldn't be a problem for me to see Him that way. He just smiled and kissed me on the forehead. What is it about that part of my body? Whenever He kisses me there, He transports me into another dimension and nothing remains for me but love so pure, so devoted, that there is nothing I wouldn't do for Him, even if it meant that I had to die for Him. I'm reminded of the way alex feels towards Billy, even to the point where he surrendered himself to be locked into a cage for three days just because it meant that he would be alone with Billy and that no one else could get to him. (Read The alex Chronicles if you haven't already done so).
Could I love my Master that way? I believe I could, but only time will tell. And Justin is certainly helping by the way He is treating me. We go to the bathroom to shower and I immediately get down so I could lie on the floor of the shower but Justin stops me and holds me up. "Tonight I will wash My boy," He tells me, and uses His hands to spread that luscious soap all over me and then to rinse me clean from head to foot and yes, He even gets down on His knees to tend to my feet for a change. The He takes a razor He had set aside, and looking closely at my pubic area while He was down there, He deftly stripped my of the little bit of new growth in the area. He quickly showers Himself and gets out of the tub. He turns off the water and wraps me into a large fluffy blanket (what is usually the Master's blanket) and dries me off. I want so much to fall to My knees and kiss His feet and I whisper that to Him. He nods and lets me go where I need to go—to His feet, and I sniff the honey-scented soap and lick His feet that I have come to adore so much. He helps me stand and then kisses my cock and puts it back in its cage and locks me up again, and I smile at Him and whisper a single word: "Yours."
Together we brush out teeth and put on deodorant and he brings me back into the bedroom and dresses me Himself as if I were simply a helpless child, sitting me down so He could put on my socks and pants. I stand again and keep interrupting Him by wanting to kiss Him. He humors me and lets me do what I want to do, but eventually He gets me all dressed and stands back and tells me how beautiful I am to Him and then He snaps a picture of me and quickly gets Himself dressed, elegantly, of course. I marvel at this Man. He is so confident, so self-assured, so much in charge that He can lay aside everything He has been doing with me and simply treat me like His beloved, and yet still He is my Master and I know that later on tonight He will remind me of that in a powerful way. Nonetheless, I cannot but be His slave, His adoring slave, and I am not afraid of having my mother see how I feel about Him, How much I trust Him, how devoted I am to Him. I ask alex to help me tonight.
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Justin speaks: I dance a dance of love with My boi, and he lets Me lead just as he always does. For some reason, I feel confident that I can do this, because never in My life have I ever done any of these things with someone who wants so much to be My slave. And even now, as I am so tender with brandon, I know that My tenderness is only going to increase the depth of his submission to Me in all things. I shave the boi's groin of the tiny bits of pubic hair that are pushing up like budding blades of grass. We get out of the shower and I wrap him in one of My fluffy blankets and with great pleasure I make sure he is dry. He voluntarily bows to the ground to kiss and lick My feet, and by doing that he assures Me that he knows what he is, and that this sweet time together is happening because I am the One Who decided it is necessary before his mother lays eyes on him. I want her to know how much he is loved, not only because he has become My slave, but most importantly because he has enslaved Me as well. Enslaved Me for love, enslaved Me so that I willingly bear the burden of making sure He is always safe, protected, and adored. And, even if I do say myself, I think I am doing a pretty good job. What fun it was to put his socks on his feet! Got a little mixed up there, because I never did such a thing before, but eventually I managed and even felt rather proud of Myself.
How beautiful he looked once I got him all dressed! I bet his mother has rarely ever seen him all dressed in nice clothing since he was a toddler and she picked everything out. I admit, I am going to be very proud of how good he looks, how happy, how cherished. I'll bet as soon as she sees him, she'll realize that I must have picked out his clothes for him! Then she'll realize how committed I am to his well-being, and how much I am going to be able to influence him. And, of course, this last thought of hers is a bit ironic; she would never imagine the extent to which I intend to influence him! But certainly, for his well-being. She never really has to find out what he and I would mean by the word "well-being." Yes, he is a bunny always wanting cuddling, but he is also a submissive masochist seeking an education in that area as well. The only thing I wonder about is what she will think of the gorgeous black necklace he is wearing so proudly.
On the way to the restaurant I rest my hand on his thigh and he picks it up and kisses it. "thank You, Justin."
"what are you thanking Me for, boy?"
"Thanking You for caring so much about my mother's happiness. I know that many couples never introduce their mates to their parents."
"You are correct, and it is a sad thing. I would think that if one loves another, one should be dedicated to the other's happiness, and that extends to the family."
"Like You are for me, Justin."
"thank You for appreciating that. It shows how much you care about your mother. I certainly hope that this fellow she is apparently interested in turns out to be a worthy candidate for her."
"Nice way of putting it."
"And by the way, brandon, in case you forget, tonight I am going to flog your ass with a real flogger and then I am going to fuck you while you're sobbing."
"What can one say to a promise like that? thank You, Justin, for always helping me to realize what I am and that I belong to You."
"Sounds good to me. Did you catch the part where I said I'd be using a real flogger?"
"Yes I did. And do you know what thought entered into my mind?"
"What?"
"I thought that if it really hurts more than what I've already tasted, it will get me to sobbing a lot more quickly."
Justin laughs. "You'll sob when I'm ready for you to sob. Don't fool yourself by thinking that's something out of My control."
"Shit. I really want to lower my eyes and say "Yes, Master" to You."
"Message received. Loud and clear." Justin smacks brandon on his upper thigh.
"Anything You want."
"I know. Just don't forget that the same goes for you. Never be afraid to ask for anything. That's the difference between you and Me, brandon.
"Not sure I follow You."
"You can ask for anything you want. I simply take anything I want."
"It's a good thing You caged me again because my dick really wants to get hard right now."
Justin laughs. "It is a good thing because we'll be there in just a minute. I don't want your mother to see that I can make you that happy just by threating you with a flogging. And here we are."
The restaurant does indeed have a "fair lawn," a good expanse of it. And the building is striking. Flagstone and brick. They pull into the parking lot and brandon excitedly shouts, "There she it! Getting out of the car!"
"Go brandon!" urges Justin. Brandon and his mother rush to each other and fall into each other's arms in a big hug. Before long, both mother and brandon are crying. Now Justin can see where brandon gets it from, that short trigger. They hold it, almost dancing together, for a long, long time and then step back so they can get a good look at one another.
"Honey, you've gotten bigger! And you look so happy and so wonderful. Now introduce me to the person who picked out your clothes for you so I can thank him." She looks up and sees Justin approaching and it isn't hard to see that she is already admiring Him. She holds out an arm to Him and He takes her by the hand and allows Himself to be drawn in to her embrace. "thank You, Justin. You got him to dress nicely. That tells me a lot about you."
"In a good way, I hope."
"When I look at my baby boy and see how he is practically glowing, I know all I need to know. Thank you, Justin, again. And you can call me Mom just like Brandon does."
"I'm honored. Mom" He replies, and brandon is in shock. "My goodness. You never even let Gary call you Mom."
"That's because Gary mostly took from you. Gary never made you one tenth as happy as I see you right now. He couldn't. But all it takes one look at you to know that Justin has already earned that right. And you can't un-Mom me!"
She and Justin start laughing their heads off. Brandon is a little confused, but that's okay. Justin will explain later. He looks away from them and sees a well-dressed men approaching. The man smiles at him and comes right up to him. "brandon, you look even better than you do in your pictures. I'm Barry. I've been excited to meet you."
brandon begins to bow but then catches himself and acts like he tripped. He shakes hands with Barry and says to him, "You're not so bad yourself," he says and then tries to back pedal but Barry stops him with a grin on his face. "brandon, thank you for the compliment. I have to tell you, your mother was telling me all the way here not to be disappointed if you showed up in jeans and a hoodie."
"My Nana sent me a nice gift card to go buy clothes with but I'm no good at that at all. Justin took me shopping, and I just left it all up to Him and bought whatever He told me to get."
"A great solution," says Barry. "Come on, brandon, we'd better get between Sheila and Justin before they both run off and leave us standing here." Brandon laughs and agrees. When they get close, Mom says, "Oh how nice! you and Barry are hitting it off well. I'm so happy!" Then she introduces Barry to Justin. "I'm happy to meet you, Justin. brandon was just telling me how you went clothes shopping with him. He sounded so proud of you. That gets you good marks, son."
Justin laughs and shakes hands with Barry. Finally, the delighted foursome make their way into the lovely restaurant. brandon has never been a place this nice before. He kind of shrinks into himself. Justin says to him, "It's just a restaurant like any other, brandon. They make it look awe-inspiring because that way they can charge more than the other places." Barry looks in shock at Justin. "Wow. Just spell it out the way it is!" Justin answers, "I'm a business major, Sir. That was the first thing that entered my head when we walked in the door." "Not Sir, please Justin. Barry. I must say I was impressed by your remark. Nonetheless, there is another way to look at it."
"What would that be? I'm interested in getting different perspectives to various things that come up."
"This place is so, I guess I should say, beautiful, that it contributes in a significant way to the aesthetic pleasure of those who come here to eat. That, in turn, increases their appreciation of the food, which I'm assuming will be every bit as good as the place looks. And for that reason, people are willing to pay a premium price."
"Wow! That's fantastic. They never talk to us like that in school. I can't wait to go back to have them here that. I know the editor of the paper. Maybe I'll have her submit an article, or even offer one myself."
"Oh, do your own, Justin. Sheila has been telling me about how You and brandon write frequent emails to each other as a way of getting to know one another. brandon praises your use of language, and that's saying something, coming from a dedicated English Major. So based on that, I'd encourage you do to your own writing."
"Thanks for the encouragement, Barry. yes, I'm going to do it."
Barry looks at brandon, "Or, Justin, you could just have brandon ghost write it for you." Brandon blushes bright red.
"Enough intellectual talk, you two," says Sheila. "I'm getting hungry."
Justin steps forward and give His name to the host and they are seated immediately in a well-lit alcove.
"I've been here before with my Father so I knew what to ask for when I made the reservation."
"Well chosen, dear," says Sheila. "it's lovely. And private as well. Perfect! You are indeed a man who is already pretty well connected. And I have to thank you for what you and your friend did to help brandon and Michael out of that awful situation. He couldn't stop talking about it."
"Yes, well done, Justin. And from what Sheila told me, it was all done very quickly."
"It pays to know the right people. And Mom, please understand that LGBT folk are in a very congenial and affirming school at U. That situation was just a poor example of how things are usually done. I asked the Dean to look at housing is handled, considering the different needs now that things are more open. And I know he will. They say that he's one of the best Deans the U has ever had."
"thanks for that reassurance, Justin. Your Father must be a very wise man. He raised a clear thinking son. That is far too rare these days."
"Yes, he's not bad," laughs Justin. Barry picks up the signal that Justin really doesn't want to talk about his Father, so he changes the subject and asks brandon about the lovely chain around his neck. At which point, brandon starts to blush. "I have a friend who is a real artist when it comes to jewelry of all sorts," says Justin. That's where it came from." "I never take it off," says brandon while smiling at Justin. Barry reaches out and squeezes Sheila's hand.
All this conversation is going on while they read the menus and hear the specials of the day and make their choices. Brandon waits for Justin to order and then says he'll have exactly what Justin ordered but Justin turns to him and says, "I guess you didn't see that they had arrabiatta on the menu." "No, I didn't. thanks for seeing it, Justin." he turns to the waiter, "May I please change my order to the chicken alarabiata?" And he smiles on the inside at how cleverly Justin managed to tell him what to order. Sheila looks at Barry and smiles.
"Barry, Mom told me that you both work for the same company," says brandon.
"We don't really work close together at all. It's a Corporation, not just a company. We each work at vastly different and separate ends of the Corporation."
Justin chuckles. "What?" asks brandon. "I know what a corporation is, Justin. I just forgot to mention it."
Mom also chuckles. "Honey, did you lead Justin to think that we were having an intra office affair going on?"
"That's precisely what I was imagining," admits Justin. Meanwhile, brandon's brain has move on and right now he is totally focused on his mother having said she and Barry were having an affair. Good for her! He's really nice guy, it seems.
And so things continue with a lull in the conversation when the food is delivered. Justin is very pleased, indeed. brandon's mother is a real love, Barry has a nice personality and a very impressive mind, and brandon is just adorable, looking like a little puppy, even leaning up against his mother at times. "Yes, indeed," he says to himself, "whatever Mom wants Mom gets."
Of course brandon's mind is still fixed on the "affair," but likes Barry and is just so proud of the way Justin handles Himself in a situation that could have been very difficult. So Barry might become his stepfather? Goodness! Well, maybe Barry will be brandon's stepfather, but still Justin is his Daddy sometimes!
And Mom? She is in heaven. She is sitting here with three wonderful men, or rather two wonderful men and her baby boy, and her hopes are confirmed: brandon is going to be well taken care of by Justin who has already made such a difference in the boy's life. She was so afraid it might be too much, trying to come to terms with being a gay man on a large campus. Things seem to be working out nicely.
Barry's wheels are turning at supersonic speed. You see, Barry's younger brother is very active in the gay bdsm scene in San Francisco. Barry's seen it all. He and his brother always make time to spend together and Barry loves going around with him in his ordinary social routine. When they get together at Barry's, they mostly talk and watch movies. So it's a nice balance. And SO!!!!! Barry is picking up all the right signals, he sees the collar for what it is, he's already heard all he needed to know from Sheila, and now things are just confirmed. In fact, Barry almost congratulated Justin for managing to pull a Hail Mary and order brandon's meal for him. And of course, Barry is delighted about this, and now his challenge is to figure out when to have Sheila meet his brother. But as far as her son is, it seems that he is in very good hands and there will never be anything to worry about. And that he can tell Sheila.
At a certain point in the meal, Justin excuses himself to go use the restroom. As you might have guessed, he doesn't really need to use the restroom, but he felt that it would be a good idea to leave the boi alone with his mother and Barry in case they had anything to say to him that they wouldn't be able to say with Justin present.
Barry is the first to speak. "brandon, every wonderful thing your mother has told me about you is only a small hint at what a wonderful young man you are."
"Thank you, Sir, but I think the really wonderful man is Justin, not me."
"Don't see yourself short, boy." (brandon's insides tingle hearing Barry call him "boy". Does he know?) "I agree that Justin is a fine young man, but I would like to suggest to you that if you weren't as special as you obviously are, you never would have caught the interest of a man like him. Yes, indeed, Justin is very special, but that just tells me even more about just how special you are. In just the short time you've been at U, you have managed to find a man who you can trust to lead you and guide you and get the very best out of you at all times. A challenge, to be sure, but a challenge you are clearly up to."
Mom speaks. "Honey, I agree with everything Barry has said, and I can't tell you how happy I am for you and how pleased I am to meet Justin, who has become so important to you in just a very short time. He is clearly someone you can trust in just about everything. Like Barry said, he is the type of person who can get the very best out of you and have a tremendous influence on the quality of the education you are receiving. Never forget how many times I've told you that the most important part of your education isn't going to take place in the classrooms, but in the relationships you develop with the people you meet. And this is one relationship you can give yourself over to completely and without any fear. I'm so happy that I have had a chance to meet Him tonight. I'm so happy for you, sweetheart."
And with that, Justin returns to the table. Meanwhile, Mom's last words to Justin touch him deep within his inner submissive nature: "this is one relationship you can give yourself over to completely and without any fear." Yes indeed, he thinks to himself, tonight I will give myself over to him. Tonight I will surrender more than ever before. Tonight I will feel Him leave His mark on me, in more ways than one. As must as I am enjoying this visit, I can't wait to get back home and get naked and place myself into Justin's hands.
"Earth to brandon," Justin calls out, chuckling. "Where did you just go, Tiger? You seem to have left the table." "Oh, sorry. I was just thinking over something Mom said to me while you were gone. I was thinking about how lucky I am and how happy."
"Happy enough to be a good boi when we get home tonight?" Justin has the balls to ask out loud. Brandon only blushes and doesn't notice that Barry has just winked ay Justin while Mom seems oblivious to what is not being said at the table but which is being definitely hinted at.