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THE SLOW DESTRUCTION OF JONATHAN - Part 21
Alex was in his newly and lavishly redecorated office. It was more garish than when Jonathan occupied it. Alex wanted to make the statement that there was a new sheriff in town and went in a different direction. The gold striped wallpaper supported Superbowl posters, mounted football jerseys and fake trophies. There was a red sofa flanked by gold table lamps on a plush blue carpet. One thing that Alex could never take from Jonathan was his sense of style.
When Jonathan entered the office on his daily rounds, he was still required to strip down and clean the office naked. When he was finished he would remove Alex's shoes, polish them and put them back. Today when he was finished, Alex brutally attacked him, yelling and screaming. Jonathan fell to the floor in tears as he realized that Alex was losing patience with him. Alex screamed at him to look at the soles of his shoes. They were not pristine and were unacceptable. Jonathan immediately went to work with his tongue to wash the bottoms. There was some dirt and grass which Jonathan swallowed. He thought he was finished, but Alex was still not satisfied. He worked on them until his tongue was numb and his throat was dry. Alex was pissed but finally approved the work.
Today Alex had some news for him. The annual industry trade show and convention was approaching, and Alex would be attending and taking Jonathan with him as his personal assistant. He really wanted someone with experience that could answer his questions and guide him around, who better than Jonathan? The added bonus was that he got to show off Jonathan in his distressed state. Alex was the superior alpha male. He had destroyed this once proud and successful business executive and wanted the world to know.
This afternoon they would be going to Jonathan's former tailor in order that Alex could be fitted for a new custom tuxedo to wear to the formal dinner. He would take Jonathan with him to help with the selection. The tailor was shocked and almost in tears when he saw Jonathan who wasn't even wearing any shoes. He remembered him from before when he was one of his best customers. Jonathan quickly went through the samples and picked out the tux, shirt and accessories that looked amazing together. He found a simple pair of patent leather shoes that complimented the outfit. It was very easy for Jonathan since he still had his great sense of style. Jonathan had very little to say to the tailor and the tailor did not know what to say to Jonathan, so there was very little conversation.
They went to Jonathan's former hair salon where Alex received a trim and a facial while Jonathan sat on the street out front and waited. Alex had let his hair grow out and now wore it just as Jonathan had used to wear his. Alex received a manicure and a pedicure while an attendant polished his shoes and pressed his jacket. Before he left he went into the tanning booth to give his body a healthy glow. Alex had never looked or felt better. Two hours later, he rejoined Jonathan on the street, where Jonathan had managed to earn two dollars while he was waiting.
They stopped at a massage parlor where Alex received a complete rub down and massage with happy ending. Alex made note that Jonathan was going to have to learn how to give a full body massage. He already knew how to give the happy ending. Meanwhile Jonathan was left outside on the street to hang out with the homeless men. They felt sorry for Jonathan and offered him a spare pair of ragged tennis shoes that one of them had in his bag. He was also offered a hit off a used cigarette butt and a swig of booze. He politely declined all.
Next stop was JC Penney where they would find a simple gray suit for Jonathan. They found one on the rack and went into the fitting room. Jonathan was not allowed to use one of the cubicles, Alex had him strip off his pants and shirt in front of the three-way mirror which was visible to the sales floor and tried on the suit and simple white shirt that had been selected. Anyone looking in could see the scrotum piercing, cock cage and butt plug. Jonathan was not satisfied with the fit, but Alex said it was close enough. Alex even sprung for a belt, tie and socks. This was a big event and he did not want to be embarrassed by Jonathan. Last stop was the shoe department where Jonathan tried on several pairs of shoes with his dirty bare feet. A clerk walked by and looked but did not say anything to him. They finally agreed on a pair and headed out the door. They were ready for the convention.
They arrived at the Ritz Carlton Hotel and walked through the lobby as Jonathan struggled with Alex's luggage. The manager came running up to Alex and apologized profusely that this street bum had followed him into the hotel. He would call security and have him removed immediately. Alex told the manager that everything was fine and not to worry. Jonathan was extremely embarrassed. They walked up to the registration desk and in the next line over was an old friend and business associate of Jonathans for many years. He did a double take when he saw Jonathan. He went over and looked Jonathan directly in the face and asked if that was really him. Jonathan replied yes and extended his hand to the old friend to shake. The man jumped backed and did not want to touch Jonathan. In fact, he looked around to see if anyone was looking. He turned and hurried away. Jonathan was crushed and devastated.
There was a short meeting in the afternoon and then a cocktail party and dinner that night. Alex took Jonathan to the meeting under the auspices of getting advice from him, but he really just wanted to parade him around in front of his former business associates. They saw his name tag and couldn't believe that he would have the balls to show up like that. One former associate came up to Jonathan and asked what happened to all his money? Was it bad investments? Jonathan just shrugged. The associate told Jonathan that he was interested in his car if he was going to be selling it. Jonathan had to tell him that the car, like everything else, was gone. Another associate came over and asked Jonathan who was his barber? He wanted to make sure that he didn't go to him. Another one came over and asked Jonathan if he knew that he looked like a fruit cake. Others were using their phones to take his picture to post on social media. Jonathan was getting more attention than he wanted or needed.
That night Alex didn't want him tagging along and cramping his style, so he called the Manager and asked if his "assistant" could eat with the employees in their cafeteria. The Manager said that it was a highly unusual request, but their goal was 100% guest satisfaction, so why not. He told Alex that dinner was served at 5pm in the basement and gave him directions to give Jonathan. Jonathan dutifully went down as instructed and ate his dinner siting in the corner. He could tell the Spanish speaking maids were talking about him. He went to clear his tray when one of the housemen extended his foot and tripped Jonathan who almost fell. Everyone laughed as Jonathan could not get out of there fast enough. A front desk employee walked by, looked at him and muttered FAGGOT. Was it that obvious? Jonathan was terrified to even go out in public anymore.
He didn't know what he was supposed to do for the next couple of hours since he didn't have a room key. His mind was wandering and confused. Two young, smiling and innocently looking laundry attendants came over to him and told him to come up to the 15th floor where he could hang out with them while they were working. Jonathan felt their compassion and agreed to follow. They entered the storage room and locked the door behind. Their demeanor changed instantly. One of them slapped Jonathan hard across the face. He told Jonathan to get on his knees and open his mouth. Jonathan ran for the door, but had his legs kicked out from under him. Jonathan could no longer defend himself. He had been converted into a weak and indefensible faggot with no will to survive. He was forced to blow one guy while the other one angrily ripped his pants down, forcibly removed the butt plug and fucked him hard. Jonathan tried to scream for help, but a wash cloth was shoved in his mouth. One of the guys called Jonathan a slut and a whore who was just asking for trouble. The other one spit into Jonathans loosened hole and then fucked him with his fist. He had little resistance from weak little Jonathan. They kept the party going by putting poppers under his nose until he passed out. They came up with a black and white maids outfit complete with the little hat. They quickly dressed Jonathan in the dress and then loaded him into a laundry cart. Jonathan looked pathetic and queer dressed as a woman. They covered him with some dirty linen and headed for the kitchen employee's locker room on the second floor where they would play a practical joke on some of their co-workers.
They waited until they knew the room would be empty and entered with the cart. They dropped Jonathan onto the floor still dressed as a woman, and quickly left the room. A short time later a group of four dishwashers entered and couldn't believe their eyes. They quickly scooped up Jonathan and carried him into the showers. They lifted his skirt and found his hole. Their little dicks were lost in his engorged hole, so they pounded twice as hard. While one guy was fucking him, the others pissed on his face and head. Jonathan was bigger than these little dudes; most people could take them, but Jonathan was weak and defenseless and could not move, he just laid there as they raped and abused him. They finished and left Jonathan crying on the bathroom floor. When he regained his strength, he got up and washed his face. He looked around the locker room for some clothes but could find none, so he was forced to continue to wear the dress. He was in shock and disoriented as he tried to find his way around the back halls of the hotel. Employees laughed at him as he passed them. He was finally able to find a service elevator and take it to the 18th floor where he found Alex's room. Alex was not back yet, so Jonathan collapsed on the floor in front of the door and fell asleep.
Two big men that were hotel guests and attending the convention came walking down the hall. They obviously had too much to drink. They spotted Jonathan on the floor and it took a few minutes for them to figure out the situation. Jonathan put his hands up and said he did not want any trouble. One of the guys told Jonathan that he was the ugliest hooker he had ever seen. They helped Jonathan to his feet and straightened his dress. They caressed his face and felt up his body as they ushered him down the hall and into a room. They blocked the door and forced him to dance like an exotic stripper. Jonathan had never been considered effeminate and was extremely humiliated, even after everything he had been through these past couple of months. One of the guys wanted a lap dance and pulled Jonathan towards him. He lifted Jonathan's skirt and fingered his hole, causing Jonathan to moan. Jonathan danced and performed for 30 minutes until the guys got bored and passed out. He was able to sneak out the door and get back to Alex's room. Again, he sat on the floor and waited.
Alex was furious when he saw Jonathan. He screamed that he could not leave him alone for 5 minutes without getting into trouble. Jonathan was stiff and sore and could barely crawl into the room. Alex studied Jonathan and thought that with a wig and some makeup he could pass for a woman. Alex did nothing to help him and let him sleep on the floor in his dress, all night long.
The next day Alex allowed Jonathan some time to recover. Alex was bored with his male whore and was having thoughts about replacing him with some fresh young meat. Jonathans body had been beaten and ravaged so often that is was of no advantage to Alex. There was nothing left to conquer, Alex had taken all that Jonathan had to offer and was now useless to him.
Alex put a do not disturb sign out and went to some meetings. He returned in the afternoon. The formal dinner was that night and he was on top of the world. He was a big success at the convention. He had successfully managed to steal Jonathans life. His fellow associates had no idea that only six months prior, Alex was an hourly worker in the back office at Miller Industrial. Now he had the looks, the wardrobe, and the money of a successful executive.
Alex came back to the room, stripped down, and got in the shower. He had Jonathan scrub and massage his entire body. Jonathan was still bruised and beaten from the night before but was eager to satisfy Alex. He winced in pain as he moved about. He dried Alex with the plush hotel towel and was allowed to take a quick shower. He scrambled to dress Alex in his new custom tux and accessories. When he was finished dressing Alex, he put his cock cage back on and inserted his butt plug and then dressed himself. He still was not allowed underwear, but he did have shoes and socks which felt great on his feet. He was thankful for the small things. He looked in the mirror when he was finished and felt sad. It was a long time since he had worn a suit, and it really felt good on him. The gray suit, with dark gray tie and white shirt would force him to blend into the background. Of course, everyone else, including all his former friends and associates would be dressed in black tie.