CHAPTER FOUR
I'm pleased to give the boy some time to mull all this over because, as you know, I've got two other boys to deal with as well.
One of the benefits of doing this by text is that he can keep reviewing what I said, or what he thinks I said until it all sets in. They he can decide whether to accept it or reject it. This is so important, him taking the time needed to sit back and look at things from a wider perspective, to evaluate what's happening in our lives without giving up and just surrendering to the way we think when we're under the sway of our own lusts. Life is more than lust, although some people get lost inside of it. people who are now called "sex addicts."
I know nothing about the "lamb's" life, about where he came from and what he returns to when he's not sexually active. This will be important for me. I won't limit myself or anyone else to just one particular slice of our lives.
But I had to sit back a little later as I reviewed our chat and realized how far this boy has already come. For someone who can hardly bear being naked even by himself alone, damn, now he's been instructed to be naked, kneeling on the floor in his bedroom, just because I want him to...
Why? Because I coaxed him into doing it FOR ME as a way of getting ready for more demanding things down the road. And he's already aware of how much it means to him when I praise him, and how much sweeter all this is than the grimy sleazy stuff he saw at the Shaft. Yes, indeed, I'm doing a great job with this boy. pardon me while I pat myself on the back!
So one night I was almost asleep when my phone signaled me. A Telegram text from Donovan comes through. I decide it's worth waking up for.
"I've been thinking about what you told me, Sir, and I have a question for when you get a chance."
"I'm here right now. Where are you?"
"Home, Sir."
"Naked?"
Pause . . . .
"Yes, Sir, now."
"I told you, Donovan. I want you naked when we talk. And on your knees the way we left it last time."
Pause . . .
"Yes, Sir." He sends a pic of his bare knees on the floor by his bed, the same place I left him last time. This is good. It's imprinting good sub behavior in him somehow. Fascinating. And I really don't have to do much at all.
"Good boy. Thank you. So now, what's your question?
"You said last time that you were going to help me make progress towards what I'll become but you don't know what that is for sure. I don't understand that."
"I'm guiding you the same way I would guide any sub, Donovan."
"But what if I'm not meant to be like that?"
Of course I have little doubt about this, but let the kid doubt for a while longer. . . . "Then it won't work. I have no interest in bringing you somewhere you really don't want to go. That's being some kind of brute or dictator."
"It is all so . . . um . . . . nebulous, Sir."
"Good word for it, boy. You're completely right. It's out there. You can see it, but you can't hold it in your hand, get some kind of a grip on it."
"Yeah."
"You ever read the Tao Te Ching?"
"Never heard of it, Sir."
Stupid of me to make that assumption.
"Give me a minute to find something for you. . . . . . oh yes, here. From chapter 48. `True mastery can be gained by letting things go their own way. It can't be guided by interfering.'"
"Wow. Sounds like I should get that book."
"It will do you a lot of good." I was going to write would' but then changed it to will' assuming that he is going to get it. But enough about that for now. I make a mental note to send him the Amazon link to the edition I like the best.
"Tell me, boy, how things have been going at the gym."
"Pretty good, Sir. Always strip down now. Almost feels okay, but I still have to force myself."
"That's just fine. It won't mean as much if it just gets easy. Part of this is the embarrassment, or, to use a better word, humiliation."
Silence to think.
"That always sounded like a bad word to me."
"Reconsider it. Humiliation isn't necessarily bad for us. Sometimes it's good. It gives us a reality check. It helps us to live with unpleasant realities. That's very important for training subs and slaves, by the way. You're experiencing humiliation now. You're always naked and on your knees when we talk to each other. You have to be naked in the gym locker room even though you hate that others can see your dick, your nipples and your ass."
"hahaha. dick and nipples and ass."
"keep saying it to yourself. Right now your dick nipples and ass are out in the open air with nothing covering them, right?"
"Yes, Sir. And on my knees."
"Sit back on your heels and spread your legs. Make sure your cock and balls are visible."
pause "done, Sir. Feels . . . interesting. Comfortable, even." Yet another sign that he's sub.
"Good because that is a posture you'll often have when you're with me." (Just like Murph and Julian.)
"Wishing that would be soon, Sir."
"Why?"
"because I really want to find out what it's like when you're actually there with me watching me strip and get down here like this."
"Are you hard right now, boy?"
"Yes Sir. hard to admit."
"leaking anything?"
"Just a little Sir. Never leak much."
"Wipe the head of your dick with your finger and then put your finger in your mouth to suck off your pre-cum."
pause
silence
I'm pretty sure he'll do it.
"Did it, Sir. Twice."
"Do it a lot from now on. Of course when you're with me, you'll be wiping the pre-cum from my dick and then tasting it. That will be a special day for you, boy."
silence
"Soon, Sir?"
"I have to warn you that if you come to me this soon you'll end up over my knee whether you're ready for it or not.
"Yes sir, sure. Whenever you think it's the right time." Wow. This boy is far more eager than I could have hoped.
"I don't think it's time yet, but if you keep nagging me you'll need to be punished. Understand."
"Yes, Sir. Understand. Please, soon, Sir. Whatever you think best."
"Then be here tomorrow night at 6 pm. Shorts and a t-shirt. No underwear. flip flops." I give him the address.
"yes, Sir. Thank you for putting up with my impatience."
"I know how to teach boys to wait for their Masters to decide when it's time. But I guess you'll have to learn that lesson the hard way, since you're begging me to move things forward more quickly than I had planned."
That's all I say. I close the chat. I'm looking forward to seeing this boy's big brown eyes filled with tears. This is going faster than I thought it would. I've simply got to teach this kid that he doesn't set the time-line. But maybe this is the way it has to be. I have to remind myself not to interfere too much by trying to slow things down. I guess I, too, can benefit from studying the "tao te ching." Myself.
Maybe it will help when I give the boy his new name and explain how good lambs are docile and trust their Masters' wisdom. Tomorrow night. Hopefully.
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