FORTY-EIGHT
Toby smiles to himself as gets undressed while Derek watches him. "So sexy you are," Derek tells him. "I'm so lucky you're mine. Do you and Uncle Harry have a nice dinner?"
"It was wonderful," says Toby with stars in his eyes. "We covered an awful amount of ground and everything is as good as it ever was before."
"I'm so happy to hear that. Anything you can tell me about it, not that you don't have to tell me everything."
"Well, one thing I really want to tell you is this: Guess who Uncle Harry's new slave is?"
"Is it someone I know?"
"I'll say. It's Eric!"
"August's Eric? The Eric that was helping break you in for me?"
"Yes. That Eric. Things happened between them and Eric ended up as August's total slave. But August got himself involved with some kind of shady stuff and decided he needed to leave the country. So guess what he did to Eric?"
"Sold him to Uncle Harry?"
"No. Much worse than that. He dropped Eric off collared and naked at the bdsm Club with a sign offering him as a slave to anyone who wanted to take him."
"You've got to be kidding! That poor guy . . . "
"Well he got lucky. It just so happened that Uncle Harry stopped by the club to see a few of his friends and he saw the miserable slave bound there and the sign August had made up for it. He decided to take a chance. He told me that Eric's body was an absolute mess from beatings and torture so he's been taking careful care of the boy. Eric's showing a lot of gratitude and is trying to be the best slave he can possibly be. Uncle Harry thinks things might work out."
"I hope they work out for Harry. Do you think he'll try to get mean like he was doing with you?"
"No. I'm sure he's over all that. Uncle Harry's a sweetheart. If he gets serious about Eric, he'll take very good care of him. I'm sure he'll be tough like a good Master, but he'll also be very solicitous for the boy's well-being. It will be interesting to see how things turn out."
"So tell me this: Are you feeling a little elated about what Eric's been through after all that time he was bullying you with the other guy—I don't even want to say his name."
Toby stops to think. "Um... That was my first reaction but when I found out what happened with August I started feeling sorry for him. But now I'm happy for him because he belongs to Uncle Harry now so he lucked out. But it's going to feel very weird the first time I'm together with him"
"Don't worry about that for now, Toby. Your uncle and I have already agreed to keep you two apart for a while. Besides, who's to say it's going to last between the two of them. I get the impression that Eric's not all that stable and he's also been through a lot of trauma. He could be a walking time-bomb."
"Good point. Well I just hope it doesn't turn out to be more than Uncle Harry can handle."
Derek tells Toby to get down and grovel for a while. He does this to subdue the slave, to get it into a calm submissive state of mind, to get out of its head and all the thoughts running through it. He decides to use this as a teaching moment. He turns all the lights off in the living room except for one little blue light. Blue calms the boy down. Derek starts to speak to him:
"It's time for you to return to me, boy, so empty your mind of everything that happened tonight and with each breath, give it back to your Master. I want your mind totally focused on me, on your Master, and as you grovel there realize that when you're here with me, you have only one purpose in life right now and that is to be my slave, my faggot slaveboy, nothing else. All mine. All ready to please me however I want. Remember how hungry you are for my cock and for everything that comes out of it. Remember how good it feels for you to have my cock in your mouth so you can use your mouth and your tongue to give me pleasure. Remember that my cock is the cock in our relationship, that there is nothing on you as important as my cock, that you don't have a free cock any more because your Master has wanted to lock it away from you. Remember that you sex organs are your mouth and your ass and that's where you get your satisfaction because you are a faggot slave and not an ordinary boy."
"What are you, Toby?"
"Your faggot slave, Master."
"And who owns you?"
"You do, Master."
"Is it good that I own you, boy?"
"It's the best feeling in the whole world, Master."
"What are you going to do so show me you mean it, slave?"
"Suck your toes, Master, then suck your cock, then drink your piss." Derek is very pleased that Toby just mentioned drinking his piss. It's becoming more and more of a regular thought in the slave's submissive mind.
"Do you like my piss, pig boy?"
"No, Master, but I like drinking your piss because it shows you how much of a slave I am to you."
"It means more that you don't really like doing it. You understand that, boy, do you?"
"Yes, Master. Serving you is what matters most."
"And you will do anything I want you to do to show me how much of a slave you are for me, won't you, boy?"
"Yes, Master."
"Well start working on my feet, boy. Show me what you are." Toby crawls over and kisses the tops of Derek's feet, then lifts one a bit and starts sucking his toes, starting with the big one then working his way along.
"I had an interesting talk with Clive today, slave, about you. He knows what you are. He knows that I take the money you earn. He said he'd enjoy watching you work naked next time I send you over to him. I agreed. So you'll be going there tomorrow and strip before you start doing his laundry. And he knows he has my approval to use his strap on you if he feels it's necessary. That is what you'll be doing from now on, boy. You'll be his naked houseboy. He said he isn't interested in sex, just in power, and you naked will make him feel very powerful."
Toby starts to get upset about this, but tries to hide it, to no avail. "This is another step into being my slave, Toby. I want it for you. Surrender your resistance. Lick the bottoms of my feet until you're able to accept this decision I made for your further education."
Toby licks like crazy, and once he stops reacting, he begins to get a submissive hit over the fact that he has to get naked for Clive to watch. He knew this was inevitable, and besides, he works naked in the frat house already, so it's no big deal. Except that, to be honest, he doesn't like Clive. Nonetheless, he stops licking and just drops his head all the way down to the floor. Derek takes one of his feet and rests it on the slave's neck in a very powerful way of expressing his ownership and the slave's surrender to his will in all things. Toby's insides are dancing with masochistic delight.
After a while, Derek just stretches out his legs around the groveling slave and says, "Suck!" Toby quickly gets up on its knees and reaches for its Master's cock and begins to lick and worship it like the faggot it is, knowing that Derek enjoys the sight and will direct the next step. Soon comes the order: "crown!" and Toby opens its mouth and surrounds the crown of Derek's dick with its lips and eventually, its tongue while
Derek moans and says in a hot voice, "yes! do it, baby" and "mine" and "slave" and "oh shit, work it all!" and Toby begins to go down deeper and deeper on repeated thrusts into its mouth while working its tongue all over and especially over the slit when the slave pulls its head all the way back. When Toby gets to the gag spot it makes Derek moan, so the slave plays around on that spot, over and over until all of a sudden it let Derek penetrate it down past that spot as Toby begins to swallow. This gets Derek off. He pulls back half-way and shouts "Yess!!!!! Fucking faggot!" and Toby sucks and swallows everything its Master spews into its mouth. Then the slave tightens its lips and slides off the Master's cock,
cleaning it along the way until at last it's cleaning the slit.
And for some reason, this time the slave has gone so deeply into submission that it realizes it is only appropriate to smile up into the Master's eyes and say, "thank you, Master." It wasn't a big thing for the slave to give an expert blowjob to its Master. What is worth of thanks is that the Master gave his cock to the slave for the slave's own pleasure in serving it. That's right. Derek gave Toby a gift. So the slave thanks him for it. How humble it's become!
Derek heads to the bathroom and Toby follows, crawling. Derek lifts the toilet seat and then points to the bowl. "Sit down, let your cage hang," he tells the slave who obeys quickly. "I'll feed you my piss and you'll piss out your own, making room for mine," Derek says and takes all Toby's strength not to giggle because Derek just was so absurd. What helps is that Derek puts his dick to Toby's lips and Toby opens to hold it. As soon as he does, Derek lets loose and the slave can only concentrate on swallowing and then getting right back on it for more. As this is going on, the slave somehow begins to let loose of its own piss through the cage and into the bowl. "There, pig, swallow down my piss like a urinal," Derek says, getting off on the power he feels over this sweet boy he loves so much. Once he's finished and the slave has cleaned him off, Derek gets up and fills the cup with warm water then takes the cup and pours the water over Toby's cage. Toby shivers and breathes heavily. Derek does it three times. Then he takes a used cloth, helps Toby stand, and uses the cloth to stop the cage from dripping and to help dry it off.
"Brush and gargle then come to bed, baby," he says as he leaves the bathroom. Before long, Toby is kneeling on the side of the bed. Derek looks down on him. "Come on, pup. Up with me you go!" Toby giggles and climbs in and gets enfolded in Derek's arms while Derek gives the boy a nice juicy kiss. "I love you," are the last words Derek speaks before the both of them head off to sleep.
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Elliot falls asleep halfway through the movie. Adrian reaches down to a nipple and Elliot quickly wakes up and cries out. "Go clean yourself so I can fuck you before I go to sleep." Elliot scrambles away, not even daring to stand up. This is the one thing he hates having to do, but he realizes that he's not doing this just because he's Adrian's slave. Every gay bottom has to do this just as often as him sometimes. At least Adrian wants him clean. Elliot shudders to think of the way August liked it . . .stop! He just goes about cleaning himself, getting himself ready for his Master, , telling itself that it's doing this so it can give pleasure to the Master the way Master wants it tonight. That makes the whole messy affair somewhat hot.
Once finished, washed and dried, Elliot gets down on the floor and crawls to the Master's bed, remaining there on all fours until Adrian orders it up on the bed on its back, then to put his hands behind his shins to pull up its legs. Adrian sticks a lubed thumb into the boy's hole and keeps pulling it in and out, ignoring the slave's grunting. "This is your sex organ, faggot. And I fucking own it," he says, pulling out his thumb and then quickly asserting two scissoring fingers while Elliot says to itself "open, open for him like a good sub." Soon the full onslaught begins. Adrian likes to enter slowly, conquering each little advance, invading the slave's guts, taking possession of this faggot he's going to own. Once all the way in, Adrian makes his magic happen and Elliot soon finds himself in another dimension filled with pleasure tinged slightly with pain. Adrian prolongs his fucking for as long as he possibly can, wanting the slave to feel completely owned and says "A friend is coming by this week to show you some things about massaging and he'll probably want a blow job. A couple other guys will be coming by this week. I'm pimping out your ass for a while. Don't worry—it will always be someone with a good reputation. They'll call an hour before they come so you can get clean." For some reason, Adrian always has something humiliating to say right before he shoots his load with lots of pumping.
And so as his Master empties himself into Elliot's ass (he hates to call it pussy), Elliot is working on his desire to be completely submissive to Adrian, because they haven't spoken about guys coming over to use him before this. "Your ass was really tight this time," Adrian says to the slave. "Resistance is futual," he says, calling on an old joke, but damn well aware that Elliot's struggling right now with his latest decision, to pimp him out to strangers—even thought he'll know them himself or will vett them.
"Master, your slave feels that you are turning it into a prostitute." "In a way if you insist on thinking of it that way. Perhaps it will help you if I tell you that all the money paid to use you is going to turned over to the home that Kip and Darius run."
"Are you gonna let the guy who just left their place to fuck your slave, Sir?"
"I doubt he can afford it," was Adrian's quick answer. "I'm not giving you away cheaply."
Elliot giggles despite himself. Adrian smacks his butt and gets him to run to the bathroom to clean himself and bring something back to clean his Adrian as well.
While he's in the bathroom his head is spinning with all the information he's trying to process. Yes.
He is Adrian's slave. Adrian rescued him from a terrible life. Adrian is very good to him. Adrian is a tough Master. Adrian takes care of him. Adrian is teaching him to be a good slave. Adrian is letting two guys come over this week to fuck him. They're gonna pay Adrian to use his slave. Adrian's giving the money to a home for gay kids. So much. So much. So much.
Elliot comes walking out of the bathroom with two clothes and kneels between Adrian's legs to clean him off. The warm cloth first, then the drying cloth. "Now put it all in your mouth for the final cleaning," the Master commands, and Elliot obeys.
"Keep my cock in your mouth."
Elliot obeys again, not sure what's about to happen. More piss?
"Just hold it there. Don't more your tongue. I want you to hold my cock in your mouth that way while you finally make up your mind that you consent to what I'm planning to further debase you., to bring you even more deeply into the slavery you claim to be seeking."
Elliot's first though is how cleverly Adrian is wording this as a way of manipulating him. And now it's all on his shoulders. Does he want to put this on hold? Does he NEED to put this on hold? What would Galvin say? He's sure Galvin does this to his slave, after all.
"Permission to ask a question, Master," he tries to say while Adrian's hardening cock is still in his mouth.
"Take your mouth off my cock and answer my question," slave.
"Could we talk about this after this week is over?"
"I'll agree to that. But this week I'm selling your ass to two hot men, because I want you to experience this type of humiliation. I promise you they will not be mean to you in any way but they will probably talk hot. It's all fantasy for them, boy, so enter into the fantasy with him. I bet you'll have a good time despite your wounded pride."
"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master."
Who are you sending to fuck me? Can I ask that?"
"no you can't. You don't know either of them but they're both friends and part of the group I usually hang out with in bars and in the club. You'll be seeing them socially, but I want every one of the guys in the group have a piece of you before anything social takes place. Imagine what that's going to be like, baby, you dressed and hanging out with a bunch of guys who have all fucked you and know what you are. And it will really blow your mind when they treat you like you're just a normal guy."
"Holy shit."
"Yeah. They might punk you here and there or say insulting things, but no one will be ordering you around and you'll also get to eat and drink whatever we are too. I bet you'll end up wishing it happens often."
"I think I'm already wishing that now that you've described it for me, Sir."
"If you want me to rush things, I can have them all over soon and we'll all play "gang rape," and they'll all screw you in one night. Would that turn you on?"
"Ew. No. Please no, Sir."
"Good to know. No gang rapes. No rapes at all as long as I can help it."
"But of course, Adrian, in a sense, since I don't have any choice about who to serve or who uses me, one could also consider it a form of rape." Adrian chuckles. "I like the way you think, but that's enough talk. Let's go put you away for the night." Adrian stands up and walks towards the slave's cage. Elliot follows then turns itself around and backs into the cage until it's all the way in. Adrian shuts the door which automatically latches without locking—enough for the night. He takes the reservoir into the bathroom, rinses it out and fills it with cold water then puts it to his dick and manages to shoot in a few drops of piss. He takes it back to the cage and hooks it up. "I only was able to add in a tiny bit of piss since you drained me so well before. You'll probably not even be able to taste it."
"Thank you, Master. Good night, Master."
Adrian turns and goes back to his own bed, gets in, turns off the lights and gets ready to fall asleep.
Elliot takes longer because he's thinking about what Master told him, about guys coming to fuck him right here. He has to chuckle: August used to love having a few guys over for a gang rape. But that was really a gang rape. He'd be blindfolded and gagged. It was partly hot and mostly torture. Thank God that's over with. Thank God for Master Adrian.
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