"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 35. Table Talk
Lunch at the Rainbow table at the U gets interesting when, to brandon's surprise, Sammy joined them at the table and lightly cuffed brandon on the back of his head as he said hello to everyone. brandon leaned over and tried to speak quietly but he was overheard: "I wanted to thank You, Sir, for the nice things You said to me before I left last night." Brian, a relative newcomer to the table, asked brandon why he said Sir to Sammy. Before brandon could say anything to explain, Sammy took the chance to humiliate brandon a little bit more. "He addresses Me as Sir, Brian, because he is a slave and his Master sent him to me last night to suck my cock. Before he left, I complimented him and told him that I'm happy he is with a good Master. You might know him. He's a junior and his name is Justin."
brandon simply lowers his head and gives the floor to Sammy. But Brian turns to brandon and says, "Dude, why? You gave Sammy a blow job because Justin ordered you to do it?"
"That's right Brian."
"And you call Justin your Master?"
"Right again, Brian."
"But why?"
Two other guys also get in on the conversation. Ted and Victor looked to brandon, waiting for an answer.
"How do I explain this?" brandon thinks out loud.
Sammy takes over again. "do you young studs know anything at all about the world of BDSM, or even that it exists."
"Oh, I've heard about it," says Victor. "It's about guys that like to get whipped until they're bloody, right? Does Justin do that to you, dude?"
"No, that's not what it's like," answers brandon.
Sammy coaches him: "Boi, start with Doms and subs."
brandon takes the suggestion: "there are some guys who really like to be submissive in sex, who like to be told or ordered what to do, stuff like that. They are usually the ones who suck or get fucked and not the other way around. That's what I am. A sub. Don't ask me why because I can't answer it. It's just the way I was made. And even in high school, I had a buddy who was straight but he'd make me suck his cock a couple times a week and I knew I wasn't getting anything back. I found that it turned me on. And on the other hand, there are guys called Doms, for "dominant," and they are the take-charge kind of guys to want someone to order around and use, someone who will enjoy being obedient. Same thing goes for them. Can't say exactly why they're made that way. It just is.
"Good job, boy," says Sammy. "thank you, Sir," brandon answers.
"so I guess Sammy is a Dom then?" asks Brian. "Very much so, says brandon.
"And you're a sub."
"Right."
"I wouldn't go for that. I like sex with someone that we're on an equal basis."
"And has that happened often for you, Brian?" asks Sammy with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
"Not yet, but that's what I want."
"And that's just the way you are made, Brian. See?"
"I guess. And these guys spank and beat you?"
"Only Justin can do that, but he never really hurts me bad. He just gives me what I can handle."
"And you like that?"
"Definitely."
"Did Sammy whip you last night?"
"Oh no. Master gave him permission to smack me around but that was all. And he was very good to me and didn't hit me much, but it was okay because he really turns me on."
"What if he didn't turn you on? What if he was fat and ugly?
"If Master sent me to give him a blow job, I would have done it, just to be obedient to Master. That's important to me. I want to be a good slave for him. so yeah, it wouldn't matter what a guy looked like as long as he is clean. But I got a real bonus last night." And he looks admiringly to Sammy.
"So tell me more about this obedience thing." Now it's become just a conversation between brandon and Brian with the others listening in."
"Think of all the people you obey in your life. Your teachers, Your parents or other older relatives. Your boss at work. Don't' you obey them?"
"Sure. But it's a big pain in the ass a lot of the time."
"So it doesn't turn you on to be obedient?"
"No, not at all."
"So you and I are opposites. I turns me on to be obedient to Master. that's why I'm His slave."
"And you always obey him?"
"Pretty much. If He wants to make me do something and I really don't want to, there are ways I can get out of it, but it rarely happens."
"Give me an example. Obey me."
brandon and the other guys chuckle. "When we first got together, one night he grabbed my nipple and started squeezing it. He got really rough so I safe worded. I have a safe word to say when I need the Master to back off. So I just said out loud, "Yellow" and Master let go of me. Also He told me He did not want me to wear any raingear but just to go out and get all wet. later on when we were talking, I asked Him if I could say RED on the rain rule and He said yes, that's fine. No rain rule."
"couldn't you just tell him to stop?"
"Safe words are better because there is absolutely no doubt. If a guy protests or says no, or tries to tell a Dom to stop, that could be all part of the act and the Dom probably would just keep going. But when a safeword is called, it gets immediate attention. There's no acting involved."
Brian says, "weird. but interesting. not for me, though. You're cool, though dude. hopefully we can talk again some other time." Once Brian leaves the table, only Sammy and brandon remain behind.
"You did a good job there, boi. A good first start. I'm sure your Master will be pleased."
"You knew about what He commanded me to do, Sir?"
"Yes I did. No need to address Me as Sir in public. I let you do it this time because I suspected it might get a conversation started, and it worked out very well!
"Well thanks for your help. without that Dom/sub prompt I would have been lost."
"When Justin told what He wanted you to do, I thought I stop by to give some moral support and to help in case the conversation got out of hands."
"Wow! That was so nice of you to do, um.. Sammy."
Sammy smiles at him.
"Well you took the ball and carried it to a touchdown. And I'm sure this will not be the last of these conversations."
"Thanks again, Sammy!" brandon yells as Sammy leaves.
Shortly after that, brandon's phone rings. It's his mother.
"Hi, Mom! This is a surprise, calling me in the middle of the day!
"Well, sweetheart, I have some news for you, all good."
"Wonderful, Mom. what's your news?"
"Barry and I have decided to take a few days off and he suggested we take a drive up your way so he can meet you and we can spend some time together. We're wondering what would work for you?
"that's great news. Should we also use it as a chance to meet my new boyfriend?"
"Oh, won't that be fun! Uniting us all! I think that's a wonderful idea. Now let me give you a bit more information: Based on our sketches of plans, the best times to visit you would be either a Friday night or Saturday brunch or even Sunday brunch."
"Okay, Mom. Let me check with Justin and then I'll call you right back when He lets me know."
"That's fine, dear. Talk soon. Love you.
"Love you too, Mom."
As soon as brandon gets off the phone, he texts Justin:
Sir, Mom called. Something has come up. Would You please call this boi if possible?"
Not a minute later, brandon's phone rings. Justin.
"Sweet boi, next time please let Me know if it's good or if it's not so good?"
"Oh damn I'm sorry, Master. Anyway Mom and this guy she's been seeing want to meet me and you sometime over the weekend. They're taking a little trip."
"Are you sure they would want Me there, or is it your idea?"
"Mine, Sir, I asked. Mom thought it was a great idea. I meet her guy and she meets my guy!"
Justin laughs. "If you ever call Me "my guy" again, you'll be punished, but a nice way of putting it. So what times do they or you have in mind?"
"Mom gave me three options: Supper on Friday, or Brunch on either Saturday or Sunday."
Justin responds quickly: "Supper on Friday is the best choice for our situation, boy."
"May this slave ask how so, Sir?"
"Well, you just did. Clever. I'd smack you across the face a couple times if you were with Me. Anyway, Friday is best because it could go either good or not so good. If it's not so good, well then it will only be for a couple hours. But if it's good, then there would also be an option for brunch on Saturday as well and maybe even more time after that."
"Brilliant, Sir. But if it was brunch the first time and turned out bad, there's no set time for it to be over."
"Good boi. Precisely. And the man she's seeing, what is his name?"
"Barry, Sir."
"We'll talk more later maybe in an email. Have to get back now." And he hangs up.
It doesn't take long for our hero to get really anxious about this. He gets pleasantly distracted by a new email from Justin.
Sweet slave boy,
Before I write anything else I want to let you know that Master Sammy sent a wonderful report about having a chance to use you last night. He told me He was inspired to be really hard on you, and you took it without even a hint of murmur or resistance and with complete obedience. He also complimented your use of proper language and the cleverness with which you answered His questions. He said He is going to send You a gift for this slave to use when appropriate. Not sure what He has in mind but it should be good.
So: possession. You are never to use that word again. Add it to the list. I like the work you did to understand the word properly. It certainly seems like there isn't much agreement about its meaning as it can be used in our context.
My favorite way of thinking about this is to say that I own you. I noticed that you used that word already, especially since you grasp that I am already controlling and training you even when we are not together, and that I am making a lot of decisions about how you live when you are not with Me. We can talk about this come other time, particularly when you are weeping and bowed to the floor. Then we'll see how you feel like I own you, and what it means to you. I'll look forward to that. Maybe this weekend.
[paragraph added]
Speaking of the weekend, I'll insert something here. Concerning your mother, understand that she gets whatever she wants from you and I will always support that. My immediate thought was that the meal should be more private, between the three of you, but apparently your mother would like to meet Me as well (what a dear!) and like I said, what your mother wants, your mother gets. Hopefully she can enjoy your company not only Friday night, but also Saturday brunch. Of course, it might be possible that the brunch on Saturday be just for you and your mother. You both will need time to be alone together, just the two of you. I suspect that Barry would agree. If things are going well, I might suggest it myself at dinner. And, of course, if things are really going well, maybe Barry and I will share our brunch together as well.
Please note that I will not be acting the part of a shy sissy boy. My personality will be felt by all, and especially by you on Friday night when we get home from dinner because I intend to put you over My knee and spank you with my bare hands so that you'll know who owns you the minute you sit down for brunch. Promise. Consider the spanking as the punishment you thought you should ask for.
[back to the email]
little boy? If not little boi, than maybe little brother. that might be a good solution to the problem the term "little boy" brings up. And, in fact, it is much more realistic. Many straight guy friends call each other "brother" as well. And I can be a very affectionate brother, let me tell you. Andy and Lou and I do the same thing, so they know, although with them I am definitely the "little brother." In fact, Lou sometimes calls Me that just to get under My skin. And tell me, didn't you and Gary ever think of yourselves like that?
I am glad to read slight hints into the progress you are making concerning your relationship with pain. You report that there are moments when you actually catch yourself looking forward to it. Imagine when you always look forward to it. Imagine how you'll feel then, and how grateful you are to Me for properly training you to accept what all sub faggots deserve.
I will make sure to plan occasions when you will be forced to strip in front of other men, mostly straight. Public displays that one owns a slave are particularly arousing and increases a Dom's stature in the community because it is so rare that such a relationship ever gets to that point. When I do it to you, you will absolutely understand that you are the lowest of the low. (and of course, therefore all the more to cherish in a twisted sort of way).
Pablo, huh? Next time, if there is a next time, I will be part of the scene. I'm not leaving you alone with Him until I know a lot more about Him. And about your response to Him. You listed what He did but said nothing about what you felt. That information is far more important to me and I intend to continue this discussion over time now. You were being "honest," to use your own word, about what He did to you, but nothing about what He did to you inside where it matters, whether in head or in heart.
I enjoy reading all those submissive statements you make about yourself and your feelings toward this Man, and encourage you to continue these efforts. And as far as having far to go, think about it: basically, all slaves have far to go, and each Master has His own way of training the slave to be what He wants, not what another Master or Owner wanted.
I'm glad to sense that it is particularly humiliating for you to serve a Master's ass. I will save it for very meaningful occasions.
You have pleased Me with the email You just sent. Keep up the good work. And we need to start discussing what you have learned from alex about how to be a good slaveboi. Just remember that My expectations and requirements are not the same as Billy's.
that's it for now, good boy.
Master
Dear Master,
Your slave is sorry it didn't write anything to You about what it felt inside when it was servicing Pablo. First of all, it was surprised at how aggressive Pablo was, how well He seemed to know Dom/sub language. This slave was immediately turned on by the way Pablo was treating it. It must confess that it was disappointed when it discovered that Pablo's dick was only about five inches, but for some reason it felt as if Pablo was owning and conquering its throat as if He were much, much larger. What happened inside? That is hard to say other than the fact that this slave reacted to Pablo's treatment with pleasure and surprise and it was particularly humiliated when Pablo kicked it to the floor. Nothing like that has ever happened before, as You know, Master, and this slave felt like it was being put in a lower place than ever before. After Pablo left, this slave was reluctant to get up off the floor. It felt as if it were being weighed down by a Master's foot, like there was a power that was forcing it to lay low in the ground. Your slave is grateful, Master, as always, for Your sense of protectiveness and Your deciding the You would be pleasant if You ever decided to allow Pablo to use this slave again. This slave has no particular preference, positive or negative, to a repeat performance with Yourself present, and is willing, as always to place itself under Your control and Your decisions regarding future meetings with Pablo. If He isn't already, Master, He would certainly make a good Dom or even Master for a boi that craved humiliation and rough treatment. In all honesty, this slave would be very nervous about being with Pablo again without Your protection, because it senses that Pablo enjoyed the encounter so much that next time He would be even more demanding and more demeaning. Your slave hopes that this description satisfies You and Your slave has answered as honestly as it can.
slave brandon