CHAPTER THREE
I got another Telegram message when I got back on Saturday. From Trick: "You were right, Sir. it was helpful to strip naked at the gym. I did it today. First time."
It was Saturday afternoon. The gym probably wasn't too crowded. He probably did it then for that very reason. "I'm happy to hear it, boy. Proud of you. So tell me, how or why did you find it helpful?"
"Three other guys were naked as well. One walked to his shower stall without even bringing a towel. Proud of showing his stuff off, I guess."
"So were other men standing around watching you?"
I can guess he chuckles. "No. No one paid any attention at all. That was what I noticed, Sir."
"So then think back to the night at the Shaft, all the subs and slaves naked. It's always easier when others do it as well. Of course, at the Shaft all the Doms pay very close attention to the slaves' bodies because we're deciding who we'll take and give all our attention. Then the lucky boi feels more naked than ever. Just like it's going to be for you when you're finally standing before me the way I want."
"More naked than naked?"
"Definitely. I'll pay close attention to your naked body. I told you I intend to inspect you thoroughly as if you're on display at a slave market. So get used to being naked in the gym. You'll be a lot more naked when you're with me, I assure you. And that will be only the beginning of an entirely new existence for you."
Silence
"Sir, I've taken the initiative to so something on my own to help prepare myself for what might be coming my way."
"Henceforth you are forbidden to take any initiative except in carrying out whatever tasks or labor you'll be performing. Do you understand me, boy?"
"Yyyyes, Sir. Sorry."
"So what did you do, boy? And what were you presuming to prepare yourself for?"
"Sir, as a way of preparing myself for having to be naked, I've removed all of my clothes. I'm completely naked right now, Sir."
"I see. Well, in that case, from here on you will always be naked when chatting with me this way. Always." I've a good mind to order the boy to be naked all the time when at home. I'll save that for a little later. First let's see how things go as I raise more issues with the boy.
For now, I focus on what the little faggot is experiencing now, reminding myself to not call the boy a faggot. Not yet. Definitely not. Awareness has to come about gradually with this one. "So tell me, boy, what it feels like to be naked right now?"
"It feels very strange, Sir. Usually I'm only naked right before and right after getting into the shower. I usually enter and leave the bathroom in my underpants at least."
"Why is that? Were you shamed as a child?"
"Yes, Sir. Very much so. And punished for it when once I just ran through the house with no clothes on."
"Toddlers often do that. Nothing unusual about it. Toddlers don't even understand the concept of shame."
"I assure you, Sir, that I knew all about it before I was 4, my Uncle Conor taught me all about shame. He took me to this club he belonged to, put me on a table and took all my clothes off while everyone looked at me and laughed at me."
"What a nice uncle! Damn, boy, I'm sorry that happened to you. But now it's different. You're all grown up, You'll be the one taking off your clothes. Just like you are at the gym now. Another big step for you, boy, being naked right now. Where are you in your house, boy?"
"Actually, Sir, in my bedroom. I have Telegram on my phone."
"Not in bed, I hope?"
"No, Sir. Was heading there now."
"Well then, boy, since you're doing all this on your phone, I think it would be a good idea for you to be on the floor by your bed, kneeling maybe, as if you were a little boy saying his bedtime prayers. Go ahead, naked boy. Get a sense of what it will be like when you're actually kneeling naked before me while I look down on you with admiration because you're being such a good boy for me."
Silence, which is to be expected.
finally . .
"Sir, I'm on my knees for you. But I'm very confused, Sir? Something is very strange for me."
"Can you tell me what?"
"It's just that when I was at the Shaft and subs were being ordered around it seemed that they were being treated meanly, almost like dirt sometimes, and called names. I remember seeing one boy forced to his knees because the Dom said he had to get all the pride out of his attitude. It was all threats and punishment of bad boys, stuff like that."
"Yes, it often is at the Shaft. It is a rather primitive place, after all. It caters to men's darkest instincts. Your observations were accurate. You still haven't explained why you say you're confused right now."
"Yes, Sir, I'll try to explain. It just that this is so different from all that I saw that night."
"Different? how so?"
"hard to explain Sir"
"Take your time. Have a couple breaths and relax. Tell me whatever comes to mind. Don't worry about it making any sense."
"Here I am doing things I've always feared to because they're too embarrassing or humiliating and now I'm naked and on my knees, but I don't feel like I'm dirty or despicable like those slaves at the Shaft. You're making me feel proud of myself because I'm pleasing you. When you told me I was being a good boy, tears actually came to my eyes and I had to wipe them before I could read the screen. And you said you admire me. You don't despise me."
"I see. Are you complaining, boy?"
"Oh absolutely not, Sir. Please don't think that. It's just . . . . um . . .
"unexpected?"
"Ha! You hit it right on the head, Sir!"
"My aim here, my primary purpose when with you is to bring along the way you need to be treated. I want to help you make progress, not scare you into doing so because you're afraid of me. If I start cursing at you and threatening you with punishments, would that make you feel more authentic, more real to be abused the way the subs were getting abused that night?"
"Um...I . . . don't . . . . . . . no, sir, I couldn't handle it. That's why I wouldn't strip that night. didn't want to be treated like that."
"Correct me if I'm wrong, boy, but I suspect you were thinking that if what you saw was what it meant to be a sub, you knew for sure you couldn't be that way or want to be treated that way."
"Yes, Sir. thank you for saying what I couldn't manage to say."
"Well then let's not beat around the bush here, boy. As far as I am concerned, I am training you to be a sub the best way I know how. I'm not going to pretend I'm not. Maybe it will turn out that you're not really meant to be. but honestly, I'm pretty sure you will be. Not only that, but you'll find it just the right way for you to be when in a sexual situation. Think of it this way: I'm helping you explore. Where it all ends up, I have no idea and I'm not going to even bother trying to figure it out."
Silence
Silence
"I think I need some tine to think about this, Sir."
"Of course you do. Take all the time you need. As usual, I'm willing to answer any questions you have, so don't hesitate to ask."
"Yes, Sir. thank you, Sir."
And that was the end of the conversation. Between you and me, of course, my ultimate, ultimate aim is to turn this boy into a total slave . . . . and for some reason I'm willing to entertain the possibility that this boy will end up being MY slave, my LAMB. Yes. If anyone could get him there, it's me. And I'm committed to trying. Damn, I could love this boy. I'm not afraid to admit it.
But enough of that. I've got other things to tend to.
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