NINE
"Hello, this is Toby's phone but this is Derek speaking."
"Hello, Derek. This is Toby's Uncle Harry. You're the one he'll be spending his Christmas break with, correct."
"Yes, Sir, I am. I'm happy to make your acquaintance. Toby speaks a lot about you, and about how much you have taught him about being submissive. I owe you a dept of gratitude, because I happen to be the one who is benefitting the most from what you have taught the boy."
Harry laughs out loud. "Oh, so That's why! Well, young man, I'm happy to find out that he's under someone's direction. That's the way it has to be for a boy like him, you know."
"I've gathered that, Sir. He really is better off with direction . . . and discipline . . . and an awful lot of loving hugs."
"Direction, Discipline and Hugs. Sounds like the perfect combination for my dear nephew."
"I'm doing my best to make sure he gets what he needs. And right now he's going out of his mind wanting to take the phone but also being a big worried about facing you. I'll give him the phone now. I hope to meet you sometime soon, perhaps over the break." Derek hands Toby the phone.
"H. .H . . Hello? Uncle Harry?"
"Hello, boy. I called to ask why you had changed your plans, but I've already gotten my answer. You're being a good boy for him?"
"Yes, Uncle Harry, trying my best, Sir."
"Don't feel bad about changing your plans considering how well things have turned out for you at Gordon. I hope you're doing as well in your studies as you're doing in your life with your Master—is that the word?"
"Almost, Sir. It's all quite wonderful and I think I'd be making you proud of me."
"Put me on speaker. Could you do that, boy?"
"Yes, Sir."
They fix the phone.
"Well, Derek, I had made a personal vow never to touch Toby until he turned 18. I was looking forward to having access to the boy's body so I must admit I was a bit disappointed when he elected not to come here for Christmas."
"Sir, please don't be disappointed. I think it would be only right to turn the boy over to you at some point, at least for an overnight if you would like that. I think it would be important for Toby as well to offer you his body, with reason, just as the two of you had planned. He's coming along nicely and I'm learning as well."
"Please don't hesitate to call if you have any questions, or if the boy misbehaves. Has he received corporal punishment yet?"
"Yes, just a bit. I don't wish to mark up his body because I require him to remain naked in the dorm and it would be hard to explain, but I've discovered other ways to get my point across."
"Uncle Harry, I never realized there would be a man in my life who would punish me."
"Don't be coy, Toby, you can't tell me that you never fantasized about my spanking you at some point along the way." Derek looks at Toby and whispers, "Tell the truth."
Toby nods and answers his uncle. "Yes, Sir, I have thought of that in the past."
Derek interjects, "And it is going to happen, I promise you, Uncle Harry. I'll not keep this boy's flesh from you. You have a right to him, as far as I'm concerned."
Toby, blushing, says, "Uncle Harry, perhaps we could see each other over break? Would you be able to come to where Derek lives?"
"I'll make it a priority. Right after the new year I'll set some time aside and make the trip."
"That'll be wonderful. I'll look forward to meeting you, Uncle Harry, and sharing what I own with you as well."
"What you own? Wow. I'm impressed."
"Toby used that word himself just recently, Uncle Harry, so I'm just going along with it. I find that we learn a lot from each other."
"That is as it should be Derek. I'm pleased he found you, or you found him, or however you wish to express it."
"I think in terms of the fact that we were given to each other, considering."
"A nice way to think of it. Well, I'll say goodbye for now. Cherish the boy. That's all I ask."
"You got it, Uncle harry."
"Good-bye, Uncle Harry. I'm sorry I didn't have to guts to be up front with you as soon as we decided." "And for that I will give you a nice spanking, nephew. Be sure of it."
"Yes, Sir. thank you and goodbye for now."
"We'll talk again soon. Derrick, would you give me your phone number, please?"
"xxx-xxx-xxxx. Goodbye, Sir. It's been nice speaking with you. We'll look forward to your visit."
The call ends.
Derek picks out clothes for Toby to wear. "Let's go off campus for lunch."
"Yes, Sir," Toby says with a smile. He so much prefers when they go off campus because he doesn't have to worry as much about anyone overhearing what they say to each other. They take Toby's Volvo, but Derek always does the driving when they're together.
"You really got nervous when you realized it was your uncle on the phone."
"I was afraid he'd be angry with me. Because I never told him myself. My mother did."
"Did you always leave your mother to do your dirty work, Toby?"
"Sometimes I guess. I just get really nervous."
"Baby, do I ever make you nervous?"
"You did at first, Derek. Because I wasn't sure how you'd act towards me since I told you I was gay."
"You never told me. You emailed it to me."
"That's what I usually do when I'm afraid someone will get mad. Email people."
"What am I going to do with you, boy," says Derek in mock frustration.
"Train me?"
"You're starting to like that word, aren't you, Toby?"
"Only when I'm with you. Then it makes sense. I want you to train me. I want you to turn me into whatever you want. I feel safe with you and I rarely ever feel safe otherwise."
"Toby, sit on your hands, baby." Toby does what he says.
"Make believe they're chained behind you. I want you to understand something."
"What's that, Sir?" Toby realizes that Derek is acting like his Dom---which he is.
"I would like you to stop doing the things you do because you're afraid to confront people. Instead, just tell me all about it and then I'll make a decision about how you'll handle it. Do you understand me?"
"I think I do,,, you mean like when I was afraid to tell Uncle Harry that I wasn't going to stay with him?"
"Yes. Exactly. And I'm happy to hear that Uncle Harry's decided to spank you for that. I'm going to make sure you are well punished by him."
"But you won't mark up my backside, Sir."
"Only because we're in the dorm. As soon as we get to my house, you're gonna get marked up almost every day, boy. Just a little at a time will keep me happy as I explore your pain tolerances. but I'm gonna tell you something right now: if I ever catch you being slippery with someone because you dint' tell me about it, you are going to have whip marks all over your back and you ass. Be sure of it, boy."
"Yes, Sir. I like it when you talk to me like this."
"Oh, and I made another decision. One of my cousin's friends told me about this: From now on, whenever we go out to eat, I will order for you. I will decide what you're going to eat. You no longer have the right to choose what you'll eat when we're out." Toby closes his eyes and breathes deeply.
"Problem?"
"Sir, this sounds like one of those situations that sounds hot as an idea but I'm not sure I'm gonna like it for real."
"Well then, we'll get to find out. Just a little while ago you were asking me to train you, right?"
"Yes, Sir."
"So then don't get slippery when I make a decision. Or do you want another Ben Gay bath? Maybe I'll even take off your cage and put it on your dick as well."
"Sorry, Sir. From now on, you decide what I eat and drink. I'll just submit to your decisions."
Derek pats his thigh. "That's better, boy."
They get to the diner and go inside to be seated. It's pretty crowded right now. The hostess puts two menus on their table. Derek takes both of them. "You don't need to look at a menu any longer, boy." He takes some time to look it over. "Okay, baby, I'll give you a choice since it's our first time. You can either have a tuna fish sandwich or a bowl of chili. Which will it be?"
"Chili, please, Sir?"
The waitress comes to take their order. Derek speaks. "I'll have a bacon cheese burger medium and a coke. The boy will have a bowl of chili and a vanilla milkshake." The waitress gives Toby a funny look but write down the order. "Fries with the cheeseburger?" "That will be good. Thank you." When she leaves,
Derek says to Toby, "when you're drinking down that milkshake, imagine it's my cum you're drinking." Toby lowers his eyes. "Cumdrinker," says Derek. "Yes, Sir," Toby mumbles but smiles that coy smile that drives Derek crazy.
Thanks for all the emails. Some have asked me what they should call me. My name is rob and I think of myself as a slave without a Master. So call me whatever you enjoy. If you are a Dom or Master, please humiliate me. I deserve it and don't get enough of it irl.
Please keep writing me. Emails are my reward for writing.
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