"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 87. Quite a lot happens.
brandon simply doesn't know what to say so, for once, he doesn't say anything. Not with Craig standing there and Michael on his knees. So instead, he turns his back on the scene and starts to strip himself naked as well, as his Master has ordered. And as he's undressing he is hoping that Craig will be the one to explain what's going on. Finally, he stands there naked facing the others and from the conditioning he's been receiving, he automatically sees the one clothed Man as the Superior in the room. When he realizes this, it is a cause of a further sense of humiliation.
"I would like to see you on your knees where you belong." Craig speaks in a soft voice to brandon as if he were a child, and brandon actually shudders as he gets down on his knees before someone he really didn't trust very well. And there's a further cause for personal surrender.
"There will be times when I will be here and I will always expect you to know your place when I am here and your Master isn't." And with that He orders Michael to kiss His boots. "Good boy," He says to Michael as He turns to walk out of the room, leaving the door open for one of them to close. brandon gets up and closes the door since he's closer.
"Okay, roommate: explain!" he says with a good-humored smile as he throws himself back on his bed
"Well, it's just as He said. He'll be here from time to time. And when He is, He gets what He wants. But only here. Never anywhere else. and, sorry, brandon, but I really hope you won't mind."
"Don't worry about it, Mike. I'm very flexible, you know that. I'll find ways to leave you alone but you always have to text me when He leaves."
"Deal!"
They walk to one another and shake hands, laughing, and then hug each other.
"I'm proud of you, Mike."
"Why?"
"Because you set some clear boundaries to ensure your own safety, since you've decided to give Him another chance."
"Um, I don't think of it as giving Him another chance, cause that's never going to happen. But at the same time, there were a lot of awesome things about being His sub, so why can't I still get to enjoy them? When He wants, not when I want maybe, but that's okay with me too. We'll have some fun together with no danger and no promises of more in the future."
"Wow! Damn, Michael, your mind is really getting tough now. How come?"
"brandon, I think it's because I finally decided that I wasn't going to bother looking for a relationship just because you are in one. No. I'm just looking to have fun, as often as I can, but always single after it's done."
"Makes great sense, Mike. How'd you figure that out?"
"Something Alan told me the last time we were together. That was when I told Him that I'm not willing to become His slave, but He could take me when He wanted to, but just for an overnight."
brandon starts laughing his head off! "Damn, Michael, I have to give your name to that guy who interviewed me for GAYZE. You represent totally the opposite of what I do. He should show various ways of living this life, not just one because it's extreme."
"Back to Alan for a minute, okay?"
"Sure. What about Alan?"
"When I was with Alan casually, we really had a good time together and He seemed to me to be the perfect Dom. But as soon as He realized that He had a chance to make me His slave, He changed and started doing all the creepy extreme things that drove me away from Him. He came back asking for another chance and I told Him that and said I would see Him casually only on my terms. Now we'll see what happens if He ever takes me up on the offer."
"Will indeed be interesting. And if not, I can see now that it won't matter because it looks like you're going to be having a good time in one way or another."
"that's right, brandon. and I'm even having a vanilla date with one guy. He's real nice and he knows about the D/s scene but says it's not his idea of how to make love or have any fun."
"What's his name?"
"Oliver."
"Damn, I wonder if it's that guy in my class with the Professor. Kind of quiet. Takes everything in but doesn't usually have any things to say about such matters. He's more into politics and linguistics. The one thing he said one day that really made a lot of sense to me is that the "vocabulary we use influences the way we think about things," and that's why so many radical-right extremists in the country are continually trying to get new words out there, words like "woke," which is meant to be a bad thing."
"Yeah, I've noticed that. But the woke people are fighting back and posting really positive definitions of what woke truly means, which is a great way of fighting back."
"Sure is. So anyway, tell me about that interview. What did you think of it?"
"I don't know, I mean, he was a good interviewer but it seemed to me like he kept directing the conversation into areas that vanilla people often aren't interested in or are even turned off. He asked a lot of questions about Justin punishing me. About Him taking total charge of my life. Then finally about us falling in love, and I'm not sure but I feel that He was making it out to be that there is something wrong with me that I would fall in love with a man that controlling and a man who disciplines me with corporal punishment. It was putting things in a very bad light."
"Well fortunately you have to approve what he writes."
"So he says, but we'll see what happens. Oh, and he asked if he could interview both Justin and I together, so I've got ask Justin about that."
"What do you think about it?"
"Not sure, but I'm not going to worry about it. Justin is the one who will make the decision, not me."
"It's interesting to me how things work out for you in a way that takes an awful lot of pressure off you: `Justin will decide, not me.'"
"Yup. That's one of the reasons why I like being so much of a slave to Him. Slaves give up a lot but they also have a right of freedoms. And for example, as Justin's slave I never have to worry about money. Don't know hardly anything about it except that Justin sat down with Barry when we were down there to explain to him that neither he more Mom every have to be concerned with our financial well-being. That will always be assured."
"WOW! What a thing for Barry to hear. For one thing, it really helps him feel positive about your relationship."
"Or negative. It could sound like He's trying to buy me from Barry and Mom."
"Do you think your mother would see it that way?"
"No. Not at all. The only thing my mother feels is that she's happy I've met someone who will take good care of me and make me happy. Besides that, nothing matters."
"You're a lucky guy. Shit, I still have to deal with how I even get to come out to my family as gay without being pulled out of college completely. They all say we've got to make sure we have resources to fall back on if we're disenfranchised by our families."
"I know. I read that again and again on Reddit about young people agonizing about coming out."
"Well, you're looking at one."
"Oh, baby! I'm sorry." He goes to hug Michael. "You're a clever little vixen, you know that?"
"Why do you say that?"
"Because you're getting to have it all. Hot fun with Craig. Hot fun with Alan. Hot fun with anyone else you get interesting, including vanilla guys. And no one is being allowed to crimp your style."
"Well, basically, my dear roommate, it makes me like most of the other freshmen and women on campus!"
brandon laughs out loud. True, True!
There's a knock on the door. Brandon opens. It's Austin. Michael turns to say hello to him.
"Wow. Both of you here at once! I want both of you to work on me!"
Michael puts his hand out. "Nope. We don't work together. Listen, I'll take care of you, Austin. I think you're hot. Let's let brandon have a chance to rest."
Austin says "whatever," and walks over to Michael's bed, takes down his pants and falls back, almost hard already. And on that note, brandon puts on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and decides to go out for a walk.
. . . . .
It's already dark and usually brandon doesn't like to be outside alone in the dark, but for some reason tonight he just wants to literally walk away from all that talk both with Corey and with Michael and try to clear his head. He's so much into his head, however, that he isn't paying any attention to where he's going. Unfortunate move.
"Well what have we here, the campus faggot himself!" he hears and then realizes that he's walked near the homophobic dorm house and there are now three guys standing there looking at him with menacing looks on their faces. "don't let him touch you! He probably has some kind of disease from being such a disgusting slut!" the second one says. "Have an idea," says the third. "Faggot, take off your fucking clothes. Get naked in front of real men!" and brandon immediately responds submissively and immediately strips off his tshirt and shorts and stands there in his sandals. The other two guys had never seen a chastity cage before and freaked out over it and started handling it but got too rough and brandon fought to break away. "Well then, faggot, get on your fucking knees and bow down to the ground in front of Me!" says the first, and brandon again obeys, hoping that his submissiveness will be enough for them. "Snap a pic," He asks one of the others. "I want a pic of this naked faggot bowing before Me." and they both snap pics, and decide that each of them will get his pic taken with brandon bowed to the ground at his feet, and so they do that with a lot of jeering and mocking. And once they get done, the first guy says, "okay, now you've got one minute to get yourself away from here and then I'm coming after you to teach you a lesson." brandon reaches for his clothes, and the guy says, "You don't need these. Beat it, queer!" And so brandon takes off and manages to get himself back to the dorm before getting caught again. He gets in, shaking like a leaf and starts to cry.
The RA hears him and comes out of his room. "Brandon, what's the matter, buddy?" It takes him a while to tell him what happened because he's still in panic mode, but he brings the boy to sit down with him and suggests that he texts Justin. "Justin is away, he cries. Told me to contact Andy." "So do it. I'll stay right here with you until you get an answer."
Andy texts him back right away. brandon fumbles with his phone and the RA takes it and writes a message. "this is brandon's RA. he's pretty shook. got bullied by frat guys. not hurt but panicking."
"I'll be right there." is the reply.
brandon starts calming down a bit, but when Andy comes running in, brandon loses it all over again. Andy takes him in hand and thanks the RA then takes brandon back to his room. Fortunately, Austin is done and gone. Andy and Michael sit with him and get the story. "Go back to bed, Michael. I'll take care of the boi." So Michael goes. Andy lies brandon down on the bed and spoons him. "I'll stay here all night with you, baby. You'll be safe with me." Thank God Andy was available.
The next morning Michael gets up and goes to get coffee for Andy and brandon but has to get back to class. brandon feels a lot better and thanks Andy for coming to him last night. "You owe me three blow jobs, boi," answers Andy and brandon blushes. "Yes, Sir"
"And, I hope you realize that when Justin finds out that you went out for a walk in the dark all by yourself, you'll probably get a good thrashing as well," He tells the boi. "But you're okay now and nothing bad happened and I'm sure the RA is telling the Dean about it already. Unfortunately those pictures are going to be all over the place and there's nothing anyone can do about that. You'll just have to live with it." "Understand, Sir. my own stupid fault."
Finally Andy leaves him so he can get home and showered before his own classes begin. brandon crawls into the bed and falls asleep again. As you probably realize by now, sleeping is one of brandon's typical ways to deal with anxiety. He sleeps through his morning classes, but he's never been absent, so he won't get penalized for that.
Shortly before lunch, he gets a text from Justin:
"Okay?"
"Yes, Master."
"Will be home about 5 on Wednesday. You be there."
"Yes, Master. Can't wait."
"Well don't do anything stupid until then."
"Sorry, Master for being stupid."
"We'll deal with that on Wednesday. Got to go now. Behave yourself, brat!."
. . .
Wednesday pm
brandon got a ride to Justin's at 3 so he could clean up the place and get it sparkling again as a welcome home surprise for Justin. Shortly before 5 he gets a text from Justin:
"Clean yourself out. Shower. Be home soon." He doesn't reply, but just goes into the bathroom to do what Justin ordered, then waits until he hears the footsteps coming down to the apartment and he grovels before the door. It opens. Justin walks in, says nothing. Drops His suitcase on the floor. Walks around Justin's supine body and kicks the slave lightly in the balls a few times. Goes to sit down inside. Snaps His fingers. "Crawl!"
And brandon crawls to Him and takes off His boots and socks, puts them aside, and kisses Justin's feet and begins to lick and suck them the way he's been trained to do for a long time now and he takes delight in Justin's sighs.
"Kneel up!" brandon gets up on his knees and Justin pulls the slave's head into His crotch and rubs Himself against its head until He's hard. (this does not take long!).
"Get on the bed, boi, I want to fuck you."
brandon goes to obey while Justin removes His clothing and just drops it all on the floor. The slave can sort things out later. He goes into the drawer for lube and lubes up His fingers and begins to prepare the slave's asshole for His hard cock. brandon moans like a slut and pushes back to help its Master open it up. Finally, Justin gets up on the bed and lubes His dick and holds it at the entrance to the slave's hole. "I own you, you fucking slut! That pussy is begging for My fucking dick. Now I'm going to take what is Mine!" And slowly He slides into the slave's waiting body and brandon groans and mutters "Yours, all Yours."
Once Justin is seated all the way into His slave's body, He withdraws all the way and then assaults the slave with long quick deep strokes making brandon howl indecipherable utterances and Justin just fucks harder and faster and then buries Himself all the way in and orders the slave to "tighten!" and savors every wonderful sensation the slave He owns gives Him. More quick hard fucking and finally, with a good shout brandon screams that its cumming and Justin joins His shout to the slave's and the two of them cross the line together into a wonderful land of pleasure occupied by only them.
They lie there united like that until Justin's body withdraws, and as it does, He tells the slave, "Get something to clean your Master," and brandon already had that arranged and manages it quickly and lovingly cleans its Master, then taking Him into its mouth to show Master how clean He is and Justin says to the slave "Hold Me there until I'm done pissing," And the slave has to get reacquainted with the taste of its Master's piss since it's been over ten days since the last time. But now, taste doesn't matter to the slave. What matters is the symbolic reality of what is happening as the slave swallows and gulps what its Master gives it, showing the Master how deeply it has been conquered and how deeply devoted the slave is to Him.
"Go brush and then get into the shower with Me," Justin orders. "Wash Me clean." brandon washes every inch of the Master's body and the Master gets out of the shower and dries Himself while the slave quickly takes its own shower.
Not a word of love was spoken, but Justin has some things to say. "My father is very excited to finally see you naked and groveling before Me and will probably take off His belt and use it on you as a way of welcoming you into the family, since I've made it perfectly clear that I own you and intend to keep you as My possession for a long time to come. He's never ever been interested in that with any person I've ever been with because He always felt the others were simply play-acting. You are different. I have broken you and you are My property now and therefore a part of My family's wealth. He really surprised Me by saying that because I never ever realized just how much He was in touch with what it was that I needed. We never spoke about these things. He just knew. And He wanted Me to tell you not to worry about the pictures going around now, not even to think of them, because in His mind they indicate to the world how humbled you were. They never touched you because they realized you were property, since it's written all over you, especially when you are bowed to the ground. If they had touched you that would have amounted to theft of property and He would prosecute. Now you are what you need to be and you are what I need you to be, so now you are far better situated in the world than any of them will ever be. He also told Me that those three boys are never going to be able to find good employment in their lives. It will always be blocked."
brandon is unable to speak. He just squeezes into Justin's body as closely as He can, wishing to become one with Him. He is truly overwhelmed by the things that Justin just told him, and his inner slave is trembling. Nonetheless, he is surprised that Justin keeps referring to him as property. He never used to do that before.
Justin chuckles. "what are You chuckling about, Master," asks brandon. "That those three were so stupid. No one can see your face in the pictures, so no one know for sure who you are, but the pictures of the three of them standing up over you are perfectly clear and everyone knows who they are and that they are nothing more than homophobic bullies. And they're all wearing their frat jackets!"
brandon never thought of that. "OMG!!!!" he hollers, laughing his head off.
Justin's phone rings and He answers, still chuckling. It's Andy. "Oh, laughing over something about yesterday. Do you realize that the slave's face is not seen, but the three bullies are standing there in clear sight and all wearing their frat jacket. . . . Yes, indeed, in fact Dad has already done something to screw them for the rest of their fucking lives. . . . Yes, right on time . . . . yup . . . . told him all about it . . . . I'll be taking care of it tonight . . . . yes. . . . . after that? . . . sure thing. Perfect timing! . . . Okay, will let you know when I'm done with it." And He terminates the call.
"I'm hungry. We're going to Fellinger's. Let's get dressed.
"yes, Master."
Justin goes to take out the clothing He wants the slave to wear and they both get dressed and head out.