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Perceptions - Chapter 46
It was the end of March and i had become calm in my drone-like servitude. Bax was content using me when he was not bedding some hot girl or guy he met at a party or on campus. I was always on-call to help with his chores, homework or school projects as well as taking care of any physical need he would allow me to satisfy.
I knew Greg existed out there, but i tried not to think about him at all because i was powerless to change anything, and it made it impossible for me to accomplish anything if i did let it get into my head. I was also required to clean Jason's room, but i negotiated with Bax only to do it when Jason was not around. I'm sure Bax got something in return for having me clean, but i didn't know what that might be. I assumed Bax was happy with the situation, despite my occasional mistakes and oversights. I assumed i was a good servant to my master, which is why i was so uncomfortably surprised when i was told that this weekend, i would be required to arrive at Master Tack's house on Friday after school and would return to campus on Sunday night. "Why?" i pleaded with Master Bax. "It's your graduation faggot, and Tack is the Dean of students" he explained cheekily. "No way around it queer boy." Arriving at Master Tack's on Friday, knocking on the side basement door, i was dumbfounded when the door opened. There was Jason, holding the door open, posing in a bright blue jock stretched over his heavy bulge, wearing a dark steel chain around his neck that looked menacing with a matching stud earring in his left lobe. His hair was now shaved on the side with the top still long and flipped to the side. He looked totally badass as i looked him up and down. As i stepped into the room and he closed the door, i took the moment of privacy to try and find out what had happened with him. I declared "We used to be friends, close friends." "Yeah" he remarked. "Now you just want to destroy everyone", i stated plainly. "I don't understand it." i finished, looking for a sign of regret on his face.
"Seems to me that you wanted me to run at odds with my Master, all of my Masters" he said as he put on a huge smile that made him seem deranged. "All you were interested in was your own agenda, right?", he accused. "I guess so", i mumbled towards the floor. "Yeah, you did. Like a disloyal cunt", Jason observed. Then he added, "disregarding the Masters you answer to." I responded by hanging my head shamefully. Retorting, i questioned, "When did you become so mean? What made you so able to do the cruel things so easily." Looking angry now, Jason shot back, "I serve the Alpha Master. You know it and i know it. It's advanced placement and you couldn't cut it. You washed out `cus you are grade b faggot, while we all know, I'm Grade A slave", he bragged. We both knew it, the day Tack met me. You admitted it yourself. Tack wants to see himself with someone hot and loyal and obedient like me, not someone unfortunate and pathetic like you. I do what's necessary to perform at this level, you can't." "What about Greg?", i asked wanting to know if he felt anything. "I had nothing against him, i didn't even know him, but when i saw how you desperately clung to him, like everyone else even saw it, i was happy to destroy him. We moved him from Master to slave in a few weeks. I never really got off fucking anyone in my life until i raped his ass while you watched me, the sub boy of the dorm, making him cry and beg as my cock ruined both him and you in one single process.
Out of nowhere he spat"Admit that Tack is the Alpha Master", slamming his fist into my midsection. I doubled over and willed myself not to fight back. Clamping my head under his arm he raised his knee repeatedly into my gut until i fell to the ground and he released me to allow me to fall. "Admit that Tack is the Alpha Master" he repeated before stomping my gut with his bare foot. "Say it you pig" he yelled as he continued to stomp and i willed myself not to cover my body but to allow him to freely punish me as i began to chant quietly, "Tack is the Alpha Master of all the Masters, Tack is the Alpha Master of all the Masters." Smirking cruelly, he looked down at me and yelled, "YEAH HE IS!"
At this point, Tack walked out in another pair of Laith's pricey and oh so hot track pants. The way they tapered down at the ankle, framing his hot dominant feet made me twitch. "How are we doing here?" Tack asked Jason. "He's living in the past and having a hard time with the future." Jason replied with a smirk. "What do you think the solution is?" Tack asked Jason. "I follow your orders", Jason replied confidently. "Well while i think, why don't you service my cock boy.", Tack instructed. Dropping to his knees, Jason lowered Tack's pants and rubbed his face agains his tight stuffed jock as he inhaled deeply, taking in the sweaty grungy smell that is Tack. I could feel my own head spin from the wafting scent. Stripping his jock off, Jason began to lick Tack's balls before swallowing his hardening cock, going balls deep and choking himself as he serviced the Alpha Master in front of him. "Bitch", Tack barked at me, "lick your superiors feet while he sucks my cock you whore" he said as he pointed to Jason's feet. I obediently moved my head down and began tasting and sucking Jason's dirty feet while he serviced his Master.
As i lay there actively paying homage to Jason, i could see the cage off behind the couch and a body lying on the floor of it. I didn't have the same devastated reaction i had the last time i saw him there. It was less painful to see now. As i took in the room around me, i couldn't believe my eyes. Up on shelves all around the room were wrestling trophies, Greg's wrestling trophies to be accurate, but with the winner's name plaque torn off. Tack had beaten Greg so many times, that he must have taken Greg's victory awards for himself as testament to his superiority. I was starting to understand more clearly why things were the way they were, and the natural order that was presenting itself for the future.
Pushing Jason off of his now rigid cock, Tack bent over and scooped me up, putting me in a full nelson as he hung my body against his naked muscular frame. "Work him over boy" Tack commanded, and Jason jumped to his feet. "Show me what you've learned from me" Tack encouraged. Jason proceeded to deliver a handful of snap kicks to my midsection as i moaned and gasped from the impacts. "You think your Master can compare to mine?" Jason yelled angrily as he was desperate for me to acknowledge what he already knew. Still refraining from answering out of fear that Master Bax might hear about my admission, i stayed silent. Lining up to throw right and left punches over and over into my abs, Jason turned my gut to mush. I would be on the floor, had Tack not been hanging me out for Jason to pulverize. "Master, could you push his head forward with your hands please Master?" Jason asked Tack so respectfully. "Do you think Laith or Bax could ever compete with Master Tack? Do you loser?", Jason yelled as he used my face like a speed bag, literally punching my lights out. I couldn't believe what Tack had created out of my once innocent friend. I saw him as some sort of Frankenstein, as i finally came to submit crying "Tack is the Alpha, he always has been. I can't compete with you. Tack is the Alpha. Nobody else, nobody else, just Tack. He is the toughest strongest Master" i gasped as Tack let me fall, and i crawled to Tack's feet and began to worship as i repeated over and over, "Alpha Master Tack, Alpha Master Tack."
While i was showing my respect to Tack, Jason had gone to the cage and was dragging Greg by his leash much faster than he could crawl, pulling him over to the area where i was servicing Tack. Dropping the leash, Jason began to drop his heel into Greg's sides and abs and chest as Greg cried out in pain, while Jason yelled, "Whose your alpha, you bitch?" No matter what Greg said, it was not enough for Jason, he was on a wild tear tonight. I threw myself over Greg's body, trying to protect him as Jason now pummeled me with his feet. As i absorbed the blows, i realized that Tack and Jason really were an unstoppable force to be reckoned with.
Pulling Jason away, Tack sent him into the other room, letting him know he'd done a good job, but now it was time for the lead man to take over. He went over to a shelf and picked up a pair of MMA gloves to protect his knuckles. Leaving Greg sprawled out on the floor, Tack stood me up and began to dance around me dropping jabs, lefts, rights and uppercuts into my midsection. Every time i would near falling, he'd stand me back up like a target and i would stagger and he'd land more punches into my softening core. Taking some shots at my head now, as i stumbled like a drunk. No longer able to stand on my own, he held me against the wall with his left forearm and slammed his right fist into my abs over and over. I gasped and sputtered desperately as he growled into my ear, "I didn't want you to think i don't do my own wet work fag. And by the way, make no mistake, you are my property and always will be. Just like that cunt laying on the floor, and my bitch in the other room. You'll always belong to me. Laith and Bax only exist for as long as i want them to." Then, he slammed my gut until he tired of his play and let me collapse on the ground. Regardless of how badly i was hurting, i crawled to him and started kissing the tops of his feet. "Yeah bitch....... that's right queer" he drawled. "Please Alpha Master Tack, please i begged". "Please what whore?" he demanded. "Please use me Master, please own me, use me up Sir" i pleaded. Flipping me on my back, he placed his bare foot over my face and i began to lick it wildly like an animal, as he looked down on me sporting a double bicep pose. Then sitting his ass on my face and looking towards my feet, he continued to punch powerfully into my abs while he smothered me and i ate his sweaty musky ass, licking it as deeply and passionately as i could. Then, flipping me over, he lined up his stud cock between my cheeks and broke into my hole sending shock through my body as i hollered out and begged for him to own me. I could see Jason peer from the doorway. I didn't know if he was unhappily jealous, or if he was happy to see me broken, but i didn't care as i pledged my allegiance to Alpha Master Tack and swore to serve him for as long as he would have me.