CHAPTER SIX
I kept telling Donovan that he was a genuine submissive because he shot his load from getting spanked. Of course that wasn't really true. He shot his load because he rubbed himself off on my leg while I was beating his butt. But I let him think there's a connection between getting beaten and sexual pleasure. Reinforce his latent masochism.
His tongue gets everything nice and cleaned, working slowly and methodically,
"I like watching you do this, boy. The way you pour yourself into what you're doing and focus all your attention on doing the best job you can do. Do you approach everything that way, Lamb?"
"I guess so, Sir. My older brothers used to get frustrated with me. They said I did everything `slow as molasses.'"
"I bet they were always in a hurry no matter what they were doing."
"That's exactly right, Sir! I could never be like that."
"No you couldn't, Lamb. You're meant to be a sub. It's important for you to do things slowly and carefully, especially when you're serving a man. If you had rushed through getting us cleaned up, I would have had to punish you. Nothing worse than a sloppy slaveboy."
I deliberately use that word from time to time. Part of his conditioning. This time he didn't wince when I said it. A good sign. He's fidgeting, at a loss for what to do with himself. He was still on his knees so I told him to lower his head to the floor and grovel before me. I kept him there for a good long time. "I like seeing you down there like this, boy. I like watching you learn what it means to be submissive to a real man. But enough for now."
"I think you've had enough for today. "I'll let you go home after you suck my cock." I speak in the voice I use for good boys who have just made a breakthrough. Comforting. Letting him know that I like him, that I'm not turned off by what he just allowed me to do to him. I speak kindly to him letting him know how much I approve of what happened here today. "Sir, may I ask . . . " I nod . . ."I don't understand, Sir. You said that you would have to thrash me.' I mean, I know you're interested in spanking me again some time, but it would just be a choice. It would never be something you have to do.' There no obligation to do it." "I beg to differ, Lamb. I have an obligation to you. I've promised I would train you as a sub." "I thought you didn't know where I was heading, Dave. Why have you decided you know I'm a sub? "Look at yourself, Donovan Lamb. You're naked and on all fours because your ass is so sore from a thrashing you don't want to sit down. And only half an hour ago you were on your knees in the bathroom licking my junk clean because I had cum in my underpants. You could get up off the floor, take your clothes and get the hell out of here if you really wanted to, but you're not going to do that." "Maybe I'm wrong, boy, but every time you choose to obey me and submit to what I want to do to you, you end up feeling really good inside. That's proof to me that you're meant to be a sub. Proper training and discipline will help you become more fully yourself. Like I told you before, boy, if you're not meant to be a sub you wouldn't still be here. So crawl over to me now and give me a nice loving blow job like a good cocksucker." I stop speaking and give him time to think. He starts to get restless. "I need to pee, Sir," he says. "Please?" "I'll tell you what," I say, standing. "Follow me inside and I'll let you take care of that little problem. . . . no. no, don't get up. Crawl after me. Get used to crawling, boy. It's good for boys who just got thrashed. Shows you aren't gonna try to reclaim your dignity. No dignity for you now, Lamb." As soon as we get into the bathroom I help him into the tub, still keeping him on his hands and knees. Then I take a bowl I had set aside for just this reason. I put it under his. "Bend yourself down so your dick is right over the bowl, then let loose, Lamb. Let me see you piss into the bowl like a good pup." He's really in just the right space, a space he's never discovered before. He's doing what I' told him to do even though it's probably the most humiliating thing that happened to him today and yet he's doing it with no resistance, no hesitation. I'm sure reality will hit hard later on back home. I can just imagine the self-talk: "What the fuck did I do? What did that bastard make me do? And I fucking went along with it!!!!" Perfect. Once he's done pissing I have him kneel up again and suck me off. Then I tell him to wash his piss out of the bowl and clean it out before leaving. Just a bit more humiliation. Then I go to my room while he gets himself together. He got me off, so now I'm done with him I want him to experience what it's like to be dismissed like a slut I've just used for my own pleasure then discarded. He leaves, alone, neither praised nor even acknowledged. Just some slut I used. It might be a while, but he'll be back. I'm pretty sure of it, considering the way he obeyed me right until the end despite the fact that he's still questioning what's happening. That's fine. Let him question all he wants. I'm pretty sure what all the answers will be. "Yes, Sir." Eventually, "yes, Master." . . . . . It was an entire week before I heard from him again. That was just fine. I'm a patient man. Exactly one week later, he leaves me a brief message on Telegram. "Have slept better than ever since then. Thanks." Brilliant! On some level he's realized that what happened last week was something that he's been needing for a long time. All the other Doms I know would agree with me: he's meant to be a sub. I wait an entire day before I reply to his comment. I wait until he's on line, then I reply: "That says a lot. I'm right about you." He responds immediately. "Perhaps." Brat! "if I were with you I'd slap you." "Sorry, Sir, for being stubborn." "I enjoy a good challenge. I assume you're naked and on your knees right now. If not, get to it, boy." pause "Sorry, Sir. Have to run right now." And he's off-line. I wonder if he just needed to escape. I'll be sure to ask about it. Explain what the safeword "yellow" means. All in good time. A little later I get a Telegram message from Donovan. "Can we chat tonight. Sir?" "Perhaps after 10. Check then. Make sure you're stripped before you message me. Always. If you're at work and can't get naked then you can't message me from work. Again: you must be naked whenever you send me a message." And I log off. I'll deal with him later. I was occupied for a while with Julian, but you already know about all that. If not you need to catch up. Look up "Dave's boi Julian" I log on at 10. There he is, waiting. He kneeling naked in front of a large mirror on his bedroom closet door and took a pic for me so I could see he was in a proper state to speak to me. I deliberately don't praise him but rather given another order: "Next time you take a pic like this, write the date on your chest so I know it's current and not just the same picture sent to me each time." "May I ask something, Sir?" "Sure. What's up?" "Could we exchange phone numbers and talk over the phone instead of this way?" "Absolutely not. This way we can both reread our conversations. This is particularly important for you because I have a lot to teach you. I prefer doing it this way myself. It's a little bit more work for you, but that's fine. I'll give you my phone number, that's not an issue, but it is strictly for serious emergencies. Don't ever think of calling me just to check up to find out if I'm around so we can talk on telegram. Never." "Yes, Sir." "Now I have a question for you." "What is it, Sir?" "Last time we talked you had to get offline very quickly and unexpectedly. What was that all about, why did you have to go offline so fast?" Hesitation. "To be honest, I was just a little freaked out and overwhelmed so I just made-up an excuse, I'm sorry, sir" "Then you'll have to be punished for that, of course. Both for lying to me and for trying to escape what I was doing. You realize, of course, that you deserve it." "Yes, Sir." "then write it out, boy." "I realize that I deserve to be punished for lying about trying to escape, Sir." Yes, indeed!!! This reluctant sub is admitting he needs to be punished. Good for him! What could be better? "The next time something like that happens, make sure you use your safe word. That's exactly what the word yellow' is for. It says, I'm having a really hard time right now this is more than I can handle please slow down.' Make sure you understand this now. If you ever lie to me again it might very well be the last time you have anything to do with me or I have anything to do with you. So don't fucking play your games with me." "I'm sorry Sir, thank you for explaining about the word yellow' because I didn't really fully understand." "So now you know that the next time you're here you'll be punished for this." "What do you mean by punish' Sir?" "For now it will always be some form of corporal punishment. That's how boys like you learn. The purpose of punishment is to regulate your behavior. Get used to the idea, because punishment is going to be a regular part of your life from now on unless you decide to give all this up." "I've been doing a lot of reading about this stuff so I'm not surprised at what you're saying, Sir. I've been giving it a lot of thought. I'm afraid of it, but then again I was afraid of being naked until I met you. I've decided that I am going to go through with this, that i am willing to be trained and find out where it will take me. So I submit to your wisdom. It's OK if you feel that punishing me will help, it's just something I'm going to have to learn to live with." "Good boy. I am impressed with your attitude right now. I have to stop right now because I have an early meeting tomorrow morning. I will text you my phone number. I expect you to text me for appointment within the next few days. Goodnight now, Lamb."
"Good night, Sir."
"Don't jerk off tonight, faggot. Hear me?"
"Yes, Sir."
I log off. This kid is golden. Self-aware, reading about it all. His mind is open and willing to be formed correctly. Almost too good to be true. I should probably write about this some day when I get the time.
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