"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 27. Questions answered.
Justin wakes up early and immediately goes upstairs for coffee. He fills a carafe and brings it downstairs with two cups. He goes into the bathroom to piss and when he comes out, Brandon is stirring. He squats down next to the slave and brandon throws himself into the Master's arms. Justin ends up kneeling and sitting on his heels as He caresses the boi's head. brandon whispers, "thank You, Master."
"What are you thanking Me for, boy?"
"For teaching Me, Master."
"Did you get much sleep, boy?"
"A little, Sir. It was difficult."
"what is your pain level right now?"
"only about a 5, Sir. What You put on your slave's body really helped a lot. Thank You for that, too, Master."
"I always take care of my slaves, brandon."
"Master, Your slave has to pee bad."
"Just a minute. I"ll be right back." Justin goes into the bathroom and comes out with a small metal receptacle shaped like a circle with a wide diameter."
"Okay, boi, this is what you will do since You're chained to the bed and can't go inside. Get up on your knees, boy." brandon obeys. "Now raise your left leg and piss into this bowl. Piss just like a dog through your cage. let it all out, boy." Justin stands up and backs away so He can enjoy this sight of the boi's humiliation, and He takes a picture of it. "This will be a good picture to send to your classmates some day." brandon blushes but continues letting his piss flow into the bowl. "That's a good boi. I think from now on you'll piss this way instead of using My toilet. it will be good for you. It will help you stay in sub space."
"All finished, Master."
"Shake yourself to get any remaining piss off the cage. Go ahead, slave, shake your caged dick and get it clean."
"Good boy." Justin lies on the bed and spreads His legs. "Get up here. slave and suck My cock. Show me what You're good for. You can manage. The chain is long enough."
brandon gets up on the bed with some help from the Master, and starts to lick Justin's cock to get it hard.
"Put it into your mouth, faggot. Use your tongue to get Me hard and then start to suck me with long strokes as far down as you can get without gagging. Just a nice warm gentle suck from you now, boi. That's what you're good for, sucking My cock whenever I want you to. yes, boi, that's good. Play with My balls while you're blowing Me, faggot. Make me feel good."
Justin lies back and just enjoys the sensations the slave is giving Him. He says nothing else. At one point He puts His hands on the boi's head to guide him. "that's good, slave. that mouth and throat belong to Me. They exist to make Me feel good. Just keep sucking the same way, boi. Do not stop. Do not take My cock out of your cocksucking mouth. That's good. I've got to tell you, you suck a whole lot better after getting whipped. I'll have to keep that in mind if you ever disappoint Me with your lazy cocksucking. Always show me how eager you are for cock. Always show me how grateful you are that I've decided to own you and train you. Make love to my cock, faggot. So good. So nice. That's right, up and down. I'm almost there boi, I'm almost ready to shoot my spunk into that mouth for you to taste. Good breakfast for you. Oh shit! Here it comes, boy! Milk your Master, slave! Suck it all out of Me then clean that cock with your mouth and tongue. Good for you. Good, good, boi. Now come into my arms."
brandon moves up Justin's body until he is able to snuggle with Him and Justin holds him like the precious treasure he is. "Time for loving, boi. Let's get some more sleep, okay?"
"Oh yes, Master. Your boi sleeps best in Your arms, Master. Please hold me tight."
Soon they are both asleep for a good two hours.
Brandon wakes up first and buries his face in Justin's armpit. This wakes Justin up. He looks at His watch and realizes they need to get up. It's now 9 am and there are things to do. He takes hold of brandon's hair and pulls his head back a bit, kissing his forehead. "You are such a good boy," He says.
"I want to be a good boi for You, Master," replies the sub.
"Make sure you keep your promise, then, and submit to the ways I want to train you."
"I need to submit, Master."
"I know that about you, brandon, but still I have a question and I want an honest answer from you"
"what is that, Master?"
"Think carefully now: Are you getting what you need? Is anything lacking?"
"Master, You are helping Your slave discover what it needs. You are opening things within Your slave that it never realized were there."
"then why were you weeping last night before you fell asleep?"
"There I was, Master, naked, whipped, still dripping from the shower, on the hard floor with only a blanket and it was very very uncomfortable. I realized that sometimes things like this happen to slave bois and I realized that was what I was becoming. I wept in submission. I wept because Your mastery of me was something holy to me. I wept because I found what I needed and it was a great relief."
"Wonderful explanation, boi. Just never forget that you do have safe words, and if things were too much for you, you can always use them for anything. This is very important to me as I figure out how to handle you and how best to train you. Never forget that this is new to Me as well, brandon.
"How can it be new, Sir? You've been at this for a while now."
"What is new is that I have never dominated a precious boi like you, a newbie, and it is My responsibility to introduce you to a new way of being. It would be easy if I didn't care so much."
"is caring for Me holding You back, Sir? Is it boring to You to have to work with someone as inexperienced as I am?"
"I am not bored, brandon, I assure you of that. I consider this a new type of challenge. It causes Me to think carefully about how far to push, how fast to go, how hard to be with you while at the same time, almost all the time I want to take you into My arms and lie with you just the way we are now."
"I love this time, Master. It makes me strong."
"Strong, how?"
"With You I can let go. With You I can surrender safely, and that safety is the source of my strength. You told me this is like theater, Sir. Well, I am throwing myself 100% into my role and it is awesome, even though it may be scary at times. It turns me on to be able to push through my fear."
"What are you afraid of, brandon?"
"Afraid of falling in love with You so much that I will lose the ability to refuse You anything."
"Wow. That puts a lot of pressure on Me, but it is good pressure. It is thrilling for me as well."
"Permission to ask a question, Master?"
"Go ahead."
"Do I have to piss like a dog all the time, Master? It is a turn-on but . . . "
"I'm glad it turns you on, slave. That is why I am making you do it. So forget the but. It's very simple for you, boi. All you have to do is obey. Always obey. Find your identity in your obedience."
"Master, Your slave has to pee again."
"Well then, get down there. You know how I want you to do it."
"Yes, Master."
Brandon gets off the bed and positions himself over the `urinal' and releases through its cage. Justin sits up and watches. "Good boi, pissing the way Master wants you to, just like a dog. Yes, do it like that boi just to show Me how inferior you are to men. Do you also have to poop, boy?"
Brandon looks nervous. "Yes, Master . . . how, Sir?"
"We are not going to play with poop at all, at any time, boi. So I'll unchain you and you can go use the bathroom the usual way."
Justin opens the locks and sends the boi into the bathroom. While the boi is doing that, Justin pours Himself a cup of coffee. When the boi comes out, crawling (which makes Justin smile), Justin gives him permission to stand and to have coffee. "From now on you will drink it black, boi, just like I do. Get used to it."
"Yes, Master." brandon takes a cup and makes a face at first.
"It will take time, boi, but I have taken away your right to doctor your coffee from now on, and that includes when you are on campus. Understand, slave?"
"yes, Master."
"Bit by bit I remove things you've always taken for granted in the past. that's the way it will be with you, boy."
"Understand, Master. Your slave surrenders to Your wishes in all things, Sir."
"As it should be. Now pick up your piss pot and bring it into the bathroom, then lie on the floor of the shower like you did yesterday. Leave the full piss pot on the floor next to the tub. Make sure you don't spill any of it or you'll be licking it up off the floor."
brandon goes to do what Master has ordered. Justin goes into the bathroom and orders the slave to close its eyes. He takes the piss pot and empties it over the slave's body from head to foot, then takes His own piss, drenching the boi's face and hair and then continuing down its body.
"Lie there in piss like that for a while, boi. Get used to being like a toilet, or like a urinal cake, absorbing piss into your body like the pig you are."
Justin lets time go by until He sees that the boi is starting to shiver as the piss gets cold. He runs a warm shower and stands over brandon and showers Himself. After He is finished, he gets out of the shower and orders the slave to wash itself. once washed, it is allowed to use one of the special towels they bought yesterday. All of this is done in silence.
As Justin is getting dressed, brandon crawls to Him from the bathroom and then gets into a groveling position. Justin finishes what He is doing and tells the boi to stand.
"I've not payed much attention to the balls hanging down from your chastity cage. For now, I think I'll just bind them a bit and see how you react after a while." He takes a binder and wraps it around the boi's scrotum, making the balls stand out and have better definition. "This will be a reminder to you also to make sure you keep your legs spread a bit, leaving everything open for Me to enjoy. How does it feel brandon?
"Pretty good so far, Sir."
"Good. then let's see what develops over time. Some guys get turned on by it while others can barely handle it. Let's see about you."
"Master, if You want these balls bound, that is Your right. This slave has no rights concerning its balls. They're for You."
"Nice to say, boi, but let's see what develops. There are many good ways to give a slave's balls the attention they deserve. This is just one of them. Now let's go upstairs."
When they get upstairs, Andy is sitting at the table reading the newspaper. He stands up and tells Justin he wants to inspect His slave. This causes brandon to remember the first time He ever had to walk into the kitchen naked and how difficult yet thrilling it was. Now he's getting more used to it, but again the idea of Andy "inspecting" him excites his inner slave and he automatically puts his hands behind his head and spreads his legs farther, putting himself on display rather than needing a command from Justin. Justin watches this and smiles to himself. "Yes, the kid's starting to think like a slave. This is good. And hot!"
Andy also responds to what brandon just did and makes a big deal out of checking the boi out. Of course, that includes some attention to the boi's nipples and pulling on its balls and admiring the effects of yesterday's punishment. "It seems to me that this slave of yours has a quick recovery time. The marks on its back and ass are not very pronounced. But I suspect it is still a little sore." He slaps brandon on the ass and brandon quickly inhales. "Nice," says Andy. "Are you still playing with that rawhide thing you made?"
"Last night was the last time. I'm advancing the slave to my strap. Perhaps tonight before it has to go back to the dorm. We'll see. Slave, are you capable of making breakfast, or do I have to teach you how to cook?"
"Your slave is pretty handy in the kitchen. Please allow it to prepare breakfast for you, Master. With Your supervision, of course."
Justin opens the fridge and sees that Andy has kept is well-stocked. (That's his contribution to the household). "Okay, boi. Scramble up five eggs in butter and I'll put in some toast. That's all we need. We're going to get to eat again in a little over an hour."
"Yes, Master." brandon gets the eggs and butter from the fridge and looks around the kitchen for pots and pans. Justin shows him where a good frying pan is kept. "Next weekend I'll have you go through the entire kitchen and see what we have and where it's located. I hate cooking, so you'll be doing most of it for Me."
Justin gets himself another cup of coffee and sits at the table with Andy, ignoring the boi as it goes about its assigned chores. Andy tells him about a party he went to last night and the sub he met there who will be coming over here this afternoon. "He's a real piss pig and was practically begging guys to fill up his belly. One fellow pissed in half a glass of beer and handed it to him, and the sub drank it right down in front of everyone. I've got some special plans for him. Too bad you won't be around; it would be hot to humiliate the sub by making it drink a slave's piss if that's okay with you, J."
"I can't say for sure. I have my own uses for this slave's piss but maybe some other time. What else is he into?"
The eggs are ready and so is the toast which Justin took from the toaster and buttered. "Put all the eggs in one plate then run downstairs and get a cushion for you to kneel on, boi. Be quick about it!" Justin starts eating His eggs. brandon comes up with the cushion and Justin indicates where he should put it, right at His side. The He commands the slave to kneel.
"these eggs are pretty good. You did a nice job, boy." The Justin takes a teaspoon and puts eggs on it and puts it to brandon's mouth. "Eat up like a good boi. don't spill any. I'll feed you like a toddler, boi. And keep your mouth open after you swallow what I just gave you. Keep kneeling there with your mouth open until I decide to put something into it."
Brandon thinks to himself, "I can't believe what is happening here. Damn! Being fed "like a toddler," He says. Everything inside me is being juggled around and sending sparks through my body and my mind. And to kneel here with my mouth open, not knowing what He will put into it? Something I never would have imagined. I'm going to let myself just surrender into what is happening and how it's making me feel. I'm too aroused right now to do any more thinking. I just want to be a good boi and submit to any way He wants to handle His boy."
Andy chuckles. "I see you're using Billy's technique for feeding a slave."
"That's right," answers Justin. "have always wanted to try it and this faggot is a perfect one to do it with. Keep that mouth open, faggot, or you'll be feeling My strap a few hours earlier than I planned." More eggs go into the boi's mouth. He swallows and then opens again. Justin tears off a piece of toast and puts it in the boi's mouth and he chews on it and eats it.
"Good boi. And here's something special from your Master" With that, Justin spits in the boi's mouth. "Swallow." He does it again. "Swallow." Then more eggs. And more spit. And then Justin invites Andy to spit in the slave's mouth and Andy eagerly goes over and does so. More eggs. More toast. and this continues until all the food is gone.
Brandon's mind goes crazy: "Spit! Holy shit! Just the idea is making me so damn turned on I wish I could just fall to the floor and kiss His feet. And He's letting Andy spit into my mouth too? Shit, He's turning me into some kind of spittoon. If His plan is to humiliate me, He's succeeding. I am nothing more than a receptacle. I never dreamed something like this. And I'm so fucking turned on! What does this mean? Am I some kind of pig? Man!"
"Slave, stand up and clean up after us then come back downstairs and I'll let you work My feet until it's time to leave for what I'm bringing to." Justin goes downstairs and pops in a video.
As he's cleaning up from breakfast, Andy comes by on His way out the door and puts His arm around brandon and kisses his cheek. "You are a good boy," He says, "and we are all looking out for you and hoping for the best. If you ever need any help with anything, know that you can come to Me anytime."
"Thank You, Sir. This sub greatly appreciates what You've told it."
Andy smacks him on his ass and leaves the house. brandon thinks to himself, "Wow! That's so nice. I just feel very safe in this house and with Justin. I would hope to think that if I didn't feel safe here I wouldn't hang around, but I know how much I want something like this, and I might have made a bad choice because of how much I wanted it. I'm so lucky to be here. I'm going to do everything I can to please Justin enough that He'll want me more often."
He goes downstairs and seen Justin on the couch and goes to Him. He kneels before Him and wonders what to do since He has His boots on. Justin nudges him in the nipple with one of His boots and says, "you know how to lick My feet. Now let's see how you lick My boots, slave. Have at it. Good and wet!"
brandon thinks to himself, "obey, obey, obey, don't question, just lick" and tries to put any resistance or resentment aside as he bows down and drools a bit on Justin's right boot and then starts to lick the boot clean.
Justin, meanwhile, thinks to himself, "I really can't see why so many Doms go for this. The boi's submission turns me on, but making it lick My boots instead of My feet seems like a waste of time. More intimate. More humiliating, I think. And besides, it feels so good to have this slave's mouth on Me directly. Nah! Maybe if we're somewhere that I can't take them off, but when we're home, it's always gonna be feet over boots." He stops brandon. "I'd rather have your pig mouth on My feet, boi. Take off My boots and My socks."
"Yes, Master." it takes some effort to get the boots off, and then the sub can smell Master's socks even though He showered only a little while ago. He pulls off the socks and then rubs His hands over Master's feet hoping to wipe some of the smell away."
Justin gets angry. "What the fuck are you going, you disobedient slave? I told you to get your fucking mouth on My feet, not your hands. You don't get to obey Me on your terms, brat. You obey Me on My terms, nothing less, nothing more. If I wanted your hand on My feet, I would have told you to. Why the fuck did you do that? And you'd better be honest with me, boy!"
brandon immediately realizes what He did wrong, and knows that he will eventually be punished for it. He isn't going to make it worse by holding back information. "Master, Your slave is sorry to take matters into its own `hands', so to speak. Your slave confesses that it was hoping that its hands could wipe some of the smell away. Your slave is sorry for doing that and for wanting to protect itself from something that it thought might be unpleasant."
"Thank you for your honesty, slave. However you must be punished for thinking like a free boy: free bois don't like others' smelly feet. You are, or you wish you could be, a fucking slave, boi. Never do anything that you think would save you from something unpleasant. If you want to become a slave, boi, then think like a slave: a slave had safe words. If you went to lick My feet the-way- I-told-you-to and the smell was too much to take, a slave would never back off or try to make things easier. A true slave would have used its safe words. But fuck, bitch, you didn't even try to get down there and do what I ordered you to do. Right away you had to come up with your own way to avoid anything unpleasant."
brandon has tears in his eyes. "So very sorry, Sir. Have so much to learn. Please don't give up on this brat, Sir. It didn't know any better."
"well, boi, this is how you learn. Like I told you: a slave learns through the lash. That is the only way to train a slave how to think and how to act. I really wanted to avoid having you taste My strap until we got home later, but I'm going to have to use it now. You'll get five lashes, slave. 2 now and then the other 3 when we get back later, so while your ass is smarting all day, it will help you realize that worse is to come later. Hopefully, that will train you how to think better. So let's go inside. Crawl after me, brat!"
"I hate it when He calls me brat," brandon thinks to himself. "That's worse than getting beat. But shit! My ass is still sore from last night. When Master Andy spanked me just once upstairs, it hurt a lot. This is going to be awful. Maybe I should safe word?"
It seems like Justin is reading the boi's mind. "By the way, there are no safe words when it comes to punishment. You will simply take what I decide to give you. It will hurt a lot. It's supposed to. It's punishment, for goodness sake! Learn from it."
They get into the dungeon and Justin shuts the door. "Go on! You know how to get into position. Do it!" He orders. The trembling slave gets up and over the stool and Justin quickly binds its hands and wraps the straps around its thighs. "that's enough for now. It's only two lashes," He says out loud. Then He goes to stand in front of Justin. "Raise your head and keep your eyes on My strap, slave. The strap that you're going to get to know very well." And with the slave's eyes fixed on the strap, Justin opens up the buckle and pulls it from His waist with a flourish and then doubles it over and waves it in front of the sorry slave's face. "Kiss it!" He orders. brandon obeys. "No, instead, LICK it!" and brandon does that as well and realizes that the smell of the leather is turning him on and thinks that is going to help him take his punishment."
Justin goes to stand behind him. "I know you are still a little sore from yesterday's punishment. Today's punishment will really hurt. You're going to have to learn not to get punished two days in a row, boi. You're lucky I'm sending you back home tonight. Anyway, here we go!"
Justin swings the strap not nearly as far as He could have, but still enough to make a large crack and get an outcry from the slave once it realizes just how much the strap hurts on an already punished ass. ONE! brandon cries out in shock and shouts, "ouch! Oh my! hurts so bad!"
That doesn't deter Justin at all. He waits for the boi to soak up the pain more fully. Finally it is time for the next lash. TWO!!! brandon cries out and screams and begins to cry. Justin leaves the room and leaves the slave to cry on its own. brandon feels like there are layers of pain assaulting his senses, deeper and deeper into his ass, and cries, not only from the pain, but also from the knowledge that he has sunk this low by submitting to a Man who has the right to beat him whenever He is displeased, and then also from the bitter sense of his own stupidity to forget about safe words.
A good ten minutes later, Justin comes back inside to find the slave much quieter and to see how adorable the slave's face is after so much crying. its cheeks are wet and its eyes are red and puffy and Justin thinks that some time he's going to take a picture of that face after it had a good hard cry. "You know what My slave is supposed to do after I release it after a spanking."
"Yes, Master." Meanwhile, brandon thinks to himself, "He just calls that a "spanking?" Wow!"
Once unbound, the slave quickly gets down on the floor and crawls outside to Master sitting on the couch. It lowers its head and begins to lick between its Master's toes, the most humiliating spot of all to lick clean. "That's right, slave, show how sorry you are." And brandon gets lost deeply into a kind of trance where there is nothing except it mouth and tongue and the Master's feet and the burn in its ass.