A Tale of Two Subs

Chapter 36. Deeper and deeper they go.

Kent had never told aaron that the solitary cells were carefully monitored When he closed the door of the cell, aaron was locked up in the cramped and silent darkness, not knowing that he was viewed and heard.

"So alone," he thought to himself. "So completely alone, ripped from my previous life and under the control and discipline of a Master who was an expert at training every aspect of my life. Alone. Alone. Alone. And no, don't think about staying locked up here for days and days. Don't go there, aaron. Trust your Master, your uncle, your Hero."

"Hero? What the fuck did that come from? Uncle Anthony as my hero? Well sure, I guess. Lots of times he scooped me up into his strong arms because my Dad was being a prick to me, and then just taking me back to his house without even saying a word. He rescued me all the time.

And now he rescued me from putting myself in danger with mean and stupid Doms, shit! more than once. He won't abandon me. Just be quiet, aaron. Think about loving him and just be quiet. Just wait like a good pup for its Master to come summon it."

It's a good thing that aaron had a gift for self-talk. Even if his sight and sound were shut down right now, his inner voice could keep him well entertained for as long as he had to stay in here. Shit! He has no idea of even knowing how long he's been in here. This is very very weird, and the worst thing about it is that it's probably going to happen more often. But at the same time it occurred to him that it felt right to be locked up here in the dark, naked and useless stripped of all rights.

Suddenly there is a loud click and air rushing in as the door is opened. He hears his Master's voice: "close your eyes, aaron so the light doesn't blind you. Come on out now. I have a surprise for you."

aaron crawls out a bit shocked about what it's like being in the open again. He trembles. Kent gets right down on the floor with him and starts rubbing his hands on the slave's body, finally taking it into his arms and speaking gently to him. "You did well for your first time, boy (!!!!!). Bad slaves get locked in those cells for overnights or even longer. You wouldn't want that, so make sure you keep being a real good boy now."

aaron buries his face in Kent's chest and then rubs it with his head as a way of saying "yes, Master."

"I ran into that Dom Tony, your former classmate, the one we met at Evander's. Remember him?"

"Yes, Master," and aaron began aching from the humiliation of having to kneel naked in front of an old school chum who is now a Master. Kent reattaches the leash to aaron's collar and stands up. "Up now, slaveboy. I'm giving you to Master Tony for a while. Don't forget what you are. Obey him as you'd obey me. If I could, boi, I'd give you to every member of your high school class to serve as their slave."

Kent helps aaron stand up. aaron is feeling so many conflicting emotions that he's now gone numb and allows himself to be led out into public again then forced to kneel in front of Master Tony and this is probably the most humiliating thing of all because Tony is going to take full advantage of his body any way he wants to.

"You can get up again, faggot. Would rather have you crawling but the ground doesn't look very clean. Some day, little slave boy, I'll bring you to my Uncle's farm and you can crawl around all day there in the dirt and the grass and the hay. Let's go." Tony walks off holding the leash and aaron follows, picking up the slack in the leash like he'd been ordered to do when they first got here.

They find an open room. aaron is quickly thrust to the ground and ordered to remove Tony's boots and socks and start sucking his feet. "This will help you realize what you are to me, faggot. Fuck, this is getting me high, a guy who got better grades than me last year now down on the ground licking my feet clean and sucking my toes. See what you are, Andrew? alan? what the fuck is your name again, slave?"

"aaron, Sir," aaron answers taking his mouth from Tony's foot for a moment.

"Back down on that foot, faggot. And whenever I've got you alone with me, call me Master." Tony opens his pants and drops them. He's wearing a leather jock strap. "Get those pants off my feet, slaveboy, then kneel up and smell my leather. Rub your face in it so my cock starts feeling good as well. . . . there you go . . that's it, boi . . . . . mmmmmmmmm...stop for a sec. . . Watch my dick pop out in the air. Fucking fall in love with how big and beautiful it is! . . . . . . " It is fucking beautiful, aaron says to himself. there's a spot of precum on the end of Tony's dick. aaron takes a chance and wipes it with his finger.

"Damn, you're such a fucking faggot that you couldn't even wait for permission before you touch my cock. Well lick my cum off your finger, aaron. I wish our classmates could see you now. Fuck, I wish our teachers could see you now, how they wasted their teaching energy on a dude who was only gonna end up a slave, a cocksucking piss-drinking slave who will never be anything more than a slave. Put to work at menial jobs, cleaning up after real men indoors and even outdoors when permissible—like being worked on a ranch with me standing over you with my riding crop."

Tony hops up on the bed. "Get up here, faggot and get my dick in your mouth. Get it wet and slimy and jerk me off with your mouth until I cum down your throat and you get your first taste of me, the first of many. Shit, boi, I told your friend Kent that I'd look after you whenever he has to travel for business. That will be a lot of fun, faggot. I bet I could teach you a whole lot of things"

All the while, aaron is making love to Tony's cock and also trembling inside because of the way Tony is talking to him. He wishes Tony had known what he was when they were still in school and would make him suck him off in all sorts of places in the high school building. He totally throws himself into servicing this hunky Alpha, knowing that his own Master is really tickled about all this, about this type of extreme humiliation.

Tony pulls his dick out of aaron's mouth and spits in his face then starts slapping him over and over again. "Shit, faggot, can't wait to whip your ass just for the fun of it. If you really deserve to be punished when you're with me, it will be at the whipping post my Dad has in his basement. He's teaching me some technique, especially how to keep a slave suffering right up against its limit without ever going over so I can keep the whipping going on for a real long time."

"Yup, faggot. Me and my Dad will whip you together, then my Dad will fuck you. Gonna have a lot of fun, aaron! Now get back on my dick and finish me off, faggot!"

It doesn't take long before aaron's mouth is filled with what comes from Tony's body. He closes his eyes and concentrates on what it tastes like. "That's it, faggot. Keep my cum in your mouth and learn its taste. Learn to love it. You faggots are meant to drink what comes out of our bodies. You can swallow now."

aaron swallows down as much as he can but there's a lot of residue because he was forced to hold it all in his mouth for so long. He tries getting more of it down. "Oh, baby, need some help swallowing? Open up, let me help you." aaron opens his mouth and Tony keeps spitting in it until he's all run out. "there! That should help you wash me down."

He actually lets aaron rest in his arms for a couple minutes, kissing the side of his face the he had slapped. "Okay, boi. Get down. Help me get my stuff on again."

Finally he leads the slave back out onto the main floor where Kent meets him and lets his slave fall into his arms. "Was my slave's service satisfactory, Tony?" Tony gives him a thumbs up then walks away.

"I think you've had more than enough tonight, aaron. Time go get you home and bed you down. Tomorrow will be a nice day."

Kent had already said his good-byes to his many friends here. He leads the slave outside and into his car and the slave falls asleep in the back seat of the car while Kent brings it back home, lifts it from the back seat of the car, tosses it over his shoulder and brings it inside. It was so much easier when the slave was just a child, but fortunately the adult version isn't really very big or heavy. A lightweight in more ways than one.

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Patrick sees an alcove that looks like a very large shower, all open so others can see whatever's going on. He gets curious and asks another Dom about what it is and why it's there in the Club. "It's for watersports," he tells Patrick. This way bois can get pissed on or in and if they spill anything it's easy to clean up, rather than like in some Clubs where everything eventually begins to smell like piss. It's a Club rule that piss play can only take place here. I don't know what policy the Dominion section has. I'm not a member."

Patrick thanks him for the information. "Get in there and kneel up so I can piss in your open mouth." Someone overhears him and voices a "yesssss!" Patrick smiles at the guy. "Enjoy watching this stuff, do you?"

"For sure. Especially when I can add my piss to the mix. Love using a urinal slave."

"Well unfortunately, my friend, this slave's mouth is my personal toilet only. Sorry, but I don't share."

"No problem, man. There are a couple subs around who take it from anyone, but they tend to be much older and more experienced. Or desperate enough that they have no standards. Or they're addicted to piss."

"Interesting. I don't want my boi drinking any piss but my own. Just look at that face. Too sweet, too cute to be made to service the whole crowd."

aleff looks up at Patrick with his puppy-dog eyes and slowly opens his mouth, keeping those eyes fixed on Patrick's face. "Show the nice man what I've trained you to do. Let him watch me use my toilet. Open now, boi, all the way then lean your head back just a little bit more."

aleff opens his mouth and takes the position that Patrick likes him to take when he pisses this way. Several other guys come by to watch, Doms and two guys about aleff's age who seem very curious about what's going to happen. Patrick turns to the boys posing as subs. "It takes time to train a sub the right way, easing him into it. Watch and see what a good boy my slave can be for me." He takes out his dick and soon he's pissing a strong stream right into aleff's open mouth and as aleff closes his mouth to gulp it down Patrick doesn't stop pissing.

Some of his piss lands on the slave's closed lips, dripping down the front of the mask and soaking it a bit. aleff opens his mouth as quickly as possible to get the rest of his Master's piss. The onlookers have a few comments to each other but Patrick ignores them.

"You should take the mask off before it gets soaked," one of the guys says. "No way. The slave stays hooded for its own protection," he explains. "Maybe one of these bois standing around looking thirst would want to suck my piss out of my slave's mask. There's only a little" he says, looking at the subs.

One of the Doms smacks a blond-haired sub on the ass, pushing it forward. "Go on, boi. Best way to start learning the taste. Suck the slave's mask a bit. Go ahead, do it!" He hits the sub's ass harder. "Get down on your knees, faggot!" The sub nervously kneels down in front of aleff.

Patrick's possessiveness rises to the surface. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. If this seems too gross for you, then maybe it's not your time yet for this kind of stuff."

The guy shakes his head no and stands up again. "I'm sorry to disappoint you," he says to aleff. "I . . I guess I'm not ready yet."

"That's perfectly okay," says Patrick , helping the boi to stand. "How old are you?"

"22, Sir. First time here."

"Well take your time. Only do what you really want to do. If anyone gives you a hard time, just shout out for help and someone will take care of you." This, of course, fills aleff's heart with admiration for his kind Master.

One of the other Doms who watched aleff drink down his Master's piss turns to the 22-year-old, "You were turned on watching his boi drink the piss. Maybe you're meant to give piss rather than take it. Maybe you're actually a Dom?"

"No, I know I'm not like that. Been thinking about it for a while." The Dom, whose name happens to be Vincent, takes the newbie aside and puts a hand up his t-shirt exploring, searching for a nipple. When he gets to it, the boi gasps.

"Is this okay, boy?"

"the boi breathes heavily. "yyyyes, Sir."

"Name, boi?"

"larry, Sir."

Vincent keeps playing with larry's nipple, seeing how turned on he's getting.

"Takes someone with the right touch to get a newbie sub to try the things he's been thinking about whenever he jerks off, larry."

larry's really getting turned on. `Yesssss, Sir. yes...oh damn!"

"So what have you been thinking about when stroking your young dick, larry?"

"ddddrinking it, Sir."

Vincent moves his hand around under larry's shirt, going for the other nipple and getting the same reaction. "I bet that you're in the mood to surrender to my wishes, larry. Is that so?"

larry's eyes roll up into his head. "Yeeeesss, Si, tttthink so, Sir."

"then this is what's going to happen. I want you to kneel down then take the end of my dick in your mouth so I can give you your first taste of piss, boi. Just a little bit to start you off, to see if you really want it." Vincent pulls the nipple down which gets the boi to kneel. His hand lifts the boy's shirt. He takes it away and takes out his dick.

"Put it in your mouth, larry. it's time for you to take what you need to take, boi."

larry takes it and looks up nervously at Vincent. "Just a little bit boy, for your first taste."

The look on larry's face shows that he's got Vincent's piss in his mouth. Quickly he swallows it.

"Want more?"

"Yes, Sir?"

"Say Please give me more piss, Sir."

"Please give me more piss Sir."

Vincent lets go, larry swallows immediately. He looks up at Vincent again and shyly shakes his head yes. And so it happens, that this newbie sub named larry drinks his first load of a man's piss—all of it, gulping hungrily. Vincent smiles. "Good boy. Good for you!"

Another guy is standing there and takes his dick out. "Come over here, faggot. Take mine too."

larry leans over to him and take his cock in his mouth as well and this guy also unloads himself into the new sub's gut. The guy turns to Vincent. "Well, will you look at that! The boy is meant to become a public toilet!"

Patrick and aleff have been watching the entire scene. "Jealous?" Patrick asks aleff. "Not at all, Master. I'm only for you."

"anything for me, boi?"

"Yes, Master, anything."

"I'm thinking I'd like to take my strap to your ass, boi. Nice way to round out the evening."

"Yes, Sir. Where?"

"Go lean over that bench over there." Someone hands Patrick a thick strap. "thanks," he says. "this will do nicely."

Patrick turns to Vincent, who's now stripped larry's shirt off and is working both his nipples. larry's eyes are closed and he's moaning and breathing heavily."

"Think the kid's ready to get his ass beat as well? He should be punished for making such a public pig out of himself."

"worth a try," says Vincent. He takes his hands off larry's nipples and pushes him to the same bench aleff is leaning over. "Stick that fucking ass out, pig!" he orders larry who quickly obeys.

"so here's the deal," Vincent tells the trembling boy about to get his first ass-whipping. "The other slave will get two and you'll get one. We'll keep it up until you stand up because that's all you can handle. You're gonna get your ass beat, piss pig, but you're in control of how much I'm gonna hit you. Go it?"

He hears a faint "yes, Sir."

And so it begins. But first, Patrick leans over with his hand on his slave's neck. "I intend to give you 20 lashes. Stay down no matter how much it hurts. Consider this a punishment for everything you did wrong when you were in high school. Fucking stay down, faggot, and take what I want to give you. I want this, so you'll endure it. Cry, scream, whatever. Take it. Because you know you should have been punished lots of time when you were a teenager but got away with things. No more, boy."

He stands up and quickly lands two swift lashes on the boy's ass. Vincent hits the newbie once and the guy cries out. He nods to Patrick. THREE, FOUR!!! aleff cries out as well and now this is drawing a crowd of onlookers. "Hey, aleff, you're getting whipped in public!"

Vincent lands the second lash. larry cries out and almost stands up. Vincent turns to Patrick: "This baby will hardly take four from me. Good for a start."

As it turns out, the kid can only take three then stands. Vincent messes up the boy's hair and says "Good for you. Your first taste. Enough for tonight. Can't do everything all at once." larry thanks him and then walks away, rubbing his posterior.

Patrick then goes to town on his slave. Fourteen has aleff crying his eyes out. "Please, please? Sir. Please stop a minute?" Patrick leans down. "What's on your mind, slaveboy?"

"Please, Sir, please tie me down. Can't take it on my own."

"Your wish is my command, slave. Stand up a second. Let's go over there---points to an area with bondage gear." Patrick is able to bind his slave's wrists to the bottom of a chair as the slave's leans over the back.

"Okay, aleff. Now take the rest of your whipping. I think you've got seven more."

"Um, Sir? six?"

"What do you say? I was wrong? Okay, slave, eight more now. You're getting whipped because you're a slave and your Master wants to see you suffer." And with that he lays eight more hard lashes down on the slave's ass and aleff is screaming out and sobbing more than the boy ever has before. His face is red and splotchy now, covered with tears and snot. Patrick leaves the slave bound there. He stands back to look at his handiwork, making sure there isn't any blood.

He walks around to the other side of the chair. "Look up at me, slave." aleff, who is still sobbing, looks up but can hardly see Patrick for all the tears in his eyes.

"Do you understand, boi? Do you understand what I just taught you?"

aleff tries to blurt out something, but it's indistinguishable through all the sobs.

"Cry it out, boi. We'll enjoy watching. This is an important step in our relationship. I just gave you the type of thrashing only meant for owned slaves who need to be broken of any trace of freedom."

Twenty minutes later Patrick unbinds the slave and helps it stand. He holds aleff in his arms. "That was more than you bargained for, wasn't it, aleff?" aleff can't speak but nods his head and hangs on tighter.

Patrick massages the boi's head because it always helps him calm down. "I own you, boi. I really fucking own you. Next time I want to beat you that bad, we'll do it in a porn studio so we can make some big bucks from your agony. Still hooded. But next time here, you'll be showing your naked face now that everyone knows who you belong to. Now let's go home so I can tend to your wounded ass."

Patrick half-guides half-carries the slave outside and has it lie in the back seat of his car, on its stomach.

THAT'S THE END OF THIS CHAPTER.

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