Chapter 12 – Adventures of Fag Dad
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Chapter 12
The boss sat in the cage the entire weekend. Paul did nothing with him other than take him to the bathroom for a shit. The boss went mute. He didn't ask what was going on. When he would hear Paul come down the stairs the boss immediately got down on his knees with head bowed. He hoped and prayed that Paul would do something, anything to him. This was not to be.
Meanwhile, upstairs, Paul and Joe had a heart to heart. Paul told Joe his intentions.
Paul instructed Joe that he was now his partner and slave. Joe was to serve him in all ways requested.
Some of the details were that Joe would be Paul's personal secretary in all his affairs. Since this was the type of work Joe knew, he was excited for this part of the deal. He was excited about all parts of the deal.
Joe was to never wear clothes in the house again.
Paul explained to Joe that he was about to go on a body modification regime. The first part of which was that Joe was going to work out six days a week with a personal trainer. Paul's goal for Joe was to turn him into a muscle fag.
Joe didn't have the body to be very muscular. How could a body as non-descript as Joe's become something it's not? That said Joe was going to have as good of muscles as possible for a fag.
Sometime over that first weekend of their new relationship, Paul took Joe to bed. They engaged in the most basic of sex acts. Joe sucked Paul's cock. Joe got fucked by Paul. Joe received his first load up his cunt.
What they did most was hold each other. Paul wanted Joe to become completely dependent on him.
He also loved Joe more than he was willing to admit to himself. Paul wanted to hold Joe just as much as the other way around. He wanted Joe. He was in love with Joe. Paul mused that perhaps the one person that was going become completely dependent was Paul to Joe.
Paul knew one thing. This is the sign of a true master/slave, dom/sub relationship. Paul, the dom, became as dependent on his sub as the Joe became dependent on Paul. It's a beautiful thing to watch; however, there could be consequences that would ultimately challenge this love.
Monday morning early, Paul came down to the basement. Here faggot. Throw these clothes on. We are going for a ride.
The boss finally got some attention from Paul. It was not what he was expecting.
Paul instructed the boss as they were driving. "We are going first to your house. When you get there, you are to walk in the door, sit your wife down and tell her you are getting a divorce. Tell her that you do not want anything. She can have every last cent. The real estate. The cars. She can't have your paycheck. You will need that for your new accommodations.
"Go to your closest and pack the clothes that you will need to go back to your job, plus a few casual clothes.
"There will be a car waiting for you to take you and your suitcase to your job.
"At the job, you will meet with your boss and tell him that he must demote you to Joe's former job.
"I don't care what you use as an excuse. Tell him you're a faggot for all I care. But do it.
"Tonight there will be a car to drive you back to your cage in my basement. From there we will be turning you into less than a faggot."
The boss didn't know what "less than a faggot" meant. He just knew that he wanted to do whatever Paul asked of him.
He did everything exactly as instructed. His wife was crying and angry and speechless and yelling. All in the 20 minutes he was there.
About mid-morning at work in his new position as Joe's replacement, a delivery boy came. It was the divorce papers prepared and ready for his signature. The delivery boy waited for the signature. The boss signed quickly with such a sense of relief he had never known.
Could this be why the boss was a sadist? Was he really a faggot all along and he became a sadist to compensate as well as to deal with being married to a woman? The boss was not an introspective person. The thought was fleeting. The boss only cared now about following orders. He didn't think much beyond that.
The car picked the boss up. The bosses' cock was rock hard all the way back to Paul and Joe's home.
He walked up to the front door, took off all his clothes in broad daylight, got on his knees, bowed his head and rang the doorbell.
Joe answered the door. Peering down on this pathetic being, he understood now why the boss was such an asshole. He was not living his true self.
Joe was never an asshole even though he was not living his true self. He was a kind and gentle soul. But that's not how many cope with being against their nature. The bosses coping mechanism was being an asshole.
Joe took pity on this worthless piece.
"Crawl in. Walked down the stairs. Go to your cage. My master will be down when he wants to deal with you."
These words were almost too much for Joe to say. They required confidence and aggressiveness that Joe was uncomfortable with. It did give him a certain satisfaction though in saying it to his former boss.
He hoped that Paul would not ask him to do much more of this directing stuff to another slave.
It fucked with Joe's subservient head.
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