- Houseboy
I must say that every time I have anything to do with the Firm I come away impressed with how solicitous it is for the continued development and training of bois who have the potential to become slaves. When I met Julian in Atlanta and he begged me to take his virginity, I didn't know any of this. I just wasn't looking for that when I decided to make sweet "vanilla" love to the boy those two nights in Atlanta; I must say that I enjoyed watching Julian's face when I stroked his dick to the point of orgasm each time. Little did I know back then that a few months in the future the Firm would turn the boy over to me for chastity training. Then I'd be stroking his dick to the point of orgasm and then let go, leaving him so frustrated that he would cry and moan. I gently let him come to realize that for bois like him, orgasms were not going to happen very often. I can't help realizing that as severe as these restrictions may be, they in no way demand total chastity such as required by some religious sects. Yes, indeed, the boi is getting off easily.
Another thing has intrigued me since I've been dealing more closely with the Firm. When I first met Julian and spent time with him, I saw him as a delightful and beautiful young man towards whom I enjoyed showing affection. As time has gone on, however, I realize that he's nothing more than a sub who's destiny it to be broken in as a total BDSM slave. Instead of wanting to show the slave affection, my attention is now directed to showing the slave the discipline it needs and deserves. Surely there will be a lot of affection for him after all the weeping or sobbing. The best way of being truly affectionate to a boi like him is to make sure he is duly punished when needed, and to save the affection for the aftercare. Good aftercare conditions a boi to accept discipline more readily.
And this is only the beginning.
Julian calls me the next night asking for permission to stroke off. It's too early so I have to take responsibility and punish him. I get inspired, remembering the night I edged him in the limo but then wimped out and let him cum before I left him there. I realize that if I hadn't let him cum that night he probably would have cried from frustration. What an excellent punishment that would have been!
"I'll tell you what, Julian. Put a bid in for a car. Get over here and we'll take care of your situation. Don't worry; I'll have you back by 11 so you can get up for work tomorrow. "Not going in tomorrow, Sir. Todd made arrangements for me to have the day off so I can clean our apartment from top to bottom, all the laundry, beds and bathrooms."
"So they're turning you into a houseboy?"
"Not really, Sir. Just a naked slave cleaning house for my two Dom roommates. I have a long list of things to get done. I hope I can get it all. We just finished up a major project at work so tomorrow was going to be a low key day. That's why Todd could requisition me for the day. The rest of the team will be taking it easy tomorrow. I'll be working my butt off as a house slave."
"Requisition you? It sounds like you're a piece of equipment, Julian."
"Feel like that, too, Sir. Never had to do housework before."
"Well, don't start feeling sorry for yourself or I'll give you something to feel sorry for, Julian."
"Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir. Oh, I'll have a car in a few minutes. I'll be over there soon."
"Keep your clothes on this time. I don't want you coming into my building naked."
"Sure thing, Sir. See you in a little while." He sounds so eager, expecting some bliss in a little while. I won't be sorry to disappoint him. I figure I should at least be as strict with him as I plan to be with the other boy I'm breaking in. Neither one of them will get to cum tonight.
He was so cute in his jeans and navy blue Henley, bright-eyed and eager as could be. "Should I strip, Dave? I assume you're watching me do it."
"Yes, let me see you nice and naked. This isn't a social call, after all. This is about masturbation."
He quickly strips off, leaving his socks on since he's obviously in a hurry. His dick is already getting plump.
"I said I want to see you naked. Completely naked, boy."
At first he looks confused. But then he realizes he left his socks on. "Oh damn, Sorry, Sir. I didn't even realize I didn't take them off. He reaches down and pulls them off quickly. I point to a comfortable chair upon which I'll already placed a towel since he'd be sitting there bare-assed naked.
He tosses himself into the chair already toying with himself.
"No, that won't do, boy. Hands off that dick. I'll be taking care of it tonight."
"Oh, wow. a first!" he says with a smile, looking like he'd like to lick his lips. "Lay each of your arms on the arms of the chair." This is actually a bondage chair and I quickly have each of the boy's arms bound down snugly. "See if you can escape," I order, not to test the bonds, but rather simply to impress on him the fact that he is helpless and completely under my control. That wasn't all. I took each of his legs and placed them over his bound arms, then fastened them in place as well.
So there he was, arms and legs bound, legs spread wide, his dripping dick hard and eagerly awaiting its pleasure. I wipe his pre-cum with my finger and put it to his lips. Immediately he sucks them clean. "Good boy. I can see you're benefitting from the training you're getting."
"Suck anything put to my lips," is the rule he had to memorize. I feed him more pre-cum and think about feeding him mine as well because I was getting hard inside my own boxer-briefs. That was all I was wearing. One more thing before I took them off: blindfold him.
"So you're in a kinky mood tonight, eh, Dave?"
"Julian, do you think it's appropriate to address me by my name when you're bound naked with your legs spread and your junk easily accessible?"
"Oh no, Sir. I'm sorry."
I lean in and rap his balls three good hits. He grunts. "All you ever have to do is ask yourself how a sub like you should behave in every particular circumstance."
"Of course, Sir. Thank you for pointing that out." Another check to the trainer. Learning to answer like the beginner faggot he is. And so fucking adorable!
I peel off my boxers and wipe the pre-cum from my dick. Fingers to Lips. Right away he sucks.
"That's funny," he says. "That tasted different."
"Think, Julian. Why do you suppose it taste different? There must be a simple reason that has nothing at all to do with your body chemistry."
He starts to laugh. "I was yours, Sir. I sucked down your pre-cum!"
"Here's some more." He actually pushes out his lips a bit making it even easier for me to get my jism into his faggot mouth.
"And more." I feed him his.
"thank you, Sir," the sub says.
"Now let's get down to it," I say and start toying with his lovely dick, only with my fingers, enjoying the sighs and other sounds he begins to make. Hetries to stifle them. How adorable is that!
"You can make all the noise you want, boy. I enjoy hearing your reactions. I like hearing you behaving like a total slut" I start jerking him more, slowly and gently, listening to him sing for me.
"So you'll be put to slave labor on Friday, you've told me. It think it's a good thing, a good way to further condition you."
"Condition me? What do you mean, Sir, if I may ask?"
"Helping you realize what it means to be trained not only as a sub but also as a slave. Subs are never made to do household chores. Only slaves are."
"Oh" he says quietly, thinking over what I just told him.
"Were you beginning to believe your role as a sub is only sexual, Julian?" "Yes, Sir." and quickly he gasps. he's building to an orgasm.
"Oh damn, I didn't want to cum so quickly, sir. Sorry if you're disappointed."
"Then we'll hold off right now." I let go. He gives a sigh of relief.
"thank you, Sir. I don't want to cheat you of your fun either, Sir by cumming so quickly like a 13 year old boy."
"Now back to my question, Julian. If a sub's role is only sexual, what does it mean, do you think, that they're using you as their houseboy on Friday?"
"I thought they were just doing it so I'd have a way to show them my thanks for living there rent-free."
Note to self: I suspect they're all living rent-free. It's probably a perk. The Firm most likely owns most of the building. The housing is a perk.
"Did they say anything to you about that?"
"No, Sir. They just informed me what would be happening on Friday and gave me a list of things I had to get done. No further explanation."
"And , , , ? you just went along, because . . . ."
"I thought to question it but then changed my mind and decided not to object."
"Like a good submissive, Julian. You're developing a good instinct for that. All the men in your life should be obeyed even when they're only making suggestions."
"Yes, Sir. I can see that now. OOOOO"
Again I back off. "Still too soon, boy?"
"Yes, Sir. Please, Sir?"
"I'll do what I can, Julian. So they simply informed you that this is what you'd be doing on Friday and even provided a list of chores they expect you to complete. They didn't ask. They just told you what you had to do."
His eyes go wide. "oh god. Like a . . like a. . . slave." I toy with only the head of his dick as a way of rewarding him.
"Oh god that felt good."
"It was a reward for you finally figuring out what's going on."
"But, Sir, it's only regarding that. WE get along great otherwise, mostly. They never boss me around."
"Right. And, of course, almost any roommate would ask the other one to stay naked all the time. That's just normal stuff between college roommates, right?"
"fuck. NO. I get it, Sir. So am I naked as a sub or naked as a slave?"
"Probably just as a sub. Will you work naked on Friday, Julian, when you're doing your um , , , chores?"
"Yes, Sir. They tell me it would be stupid to put clothes on, so . . . I guess that was an order, Sir?"
"Good thinking, boy. Here's another reward." this time I gently massage his balls for a bit, listening to the sweet music.
"When you're with one of the fellows that come over to use you, do you do this for them?"
"I've been asked to lick them, but never what you just did, Sir. that was awesome."
"Well then make it a point to do it for those you serve, boy."
"Will do, Sir, and that thing you did to my head."
And here we go again, the buildup and I take it every bit as far as I possibly can then let go and hear him cry out in frustration.
"distressed, boy?"
"It's just that I thought it would be okay to . . . cum, Sir."
"ah. Well, I'm having such a good time toying with this pretty dick that I want to do it some more." I start in again, very gently. He's breathing heavily.
"Take your mind off your dick and listen to me, boy. I want to point out that Todd and Zach sometimes invite a friend over . . . . . to use you, and that these are aren't guys you picked out by yourself."
"YYes, Sir. kind of strange but so far it's been okay. Nice guys. Very Dom. Put me through my paces."
"and you go along with it without objecting?"
"Yyyyes, Sir. wouldn't want to make a fuss." Yes, indeed, he's learning to think like the submissive he is. Always giving in to the desires of his superiors.
"It probably wouldn't matter if you objected. Those men were are invited over to . . .what word did you use . . . USE you. Sounds pretty much like you're a slave and they're sharing you with their friends, or maybe even just pimping you out so they can earn money off your body."
"Oh shit, yes. Sir."
"And now Todd and Zach are using you to work like a naked slave on Friday, and I assume that means you'll be making their beds, doing their laundry, and cleaning their toilets as well."
"Yes, Sir."
"So then, I want you to face reality. On the one hand you're a responsible and productive professional. But on the other hand you're being systematically trained as a slave, bit by bit, by being given to their friends to use and now being taught how to serve as a house servant. Slave labor, Julian. Slave labor. And deep down inside, you're going to discover that the idea turns you on so much it could actually make you cum!!!! And I let go and this time he screams out. "Damn! Fuck! Let me cum, Sir, please?"
"no."
"huh"
"Listen to me, boy: you called me asking me to let you jerk off. But you got off two days ago. This was awfully soon. In such a situation, The Firm says I'm to punish you. So I didn't have you come over here tonight so you could shoot your load. No, not at all. I had you come here tonight so I could punish you. And that's what I'm doing." I start stroking him again. This will be the last time. And when I take him to the peak and let go, this time he actually cries, not only from frustration, but also because he's now very sensitive and it's is starting to hurt.
I wait until he calms down a bit. I bring a damp cloth to wipe his eyes and his face with. "I know you thought you would cum tonight, but it's not going to happen. We're done now. I want you to put your clothes back on and go back home. I'll summon the car.:
"Not a word, boy. Not a single word. Tomorrow you can email me and thank me for punishing you for being selfish and asking for too much too soon."
I release his legs and his arms and help him to stand. Then I swat his backside and leave him there alone to get himself together and head out. Punishment concluded.
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