Sweet Subjugation

"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation

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Chapter 44. Assorted messages, with the army getting involved.

Hello, Master,

I'm sorry I fell asleep and didn't get to kiss You goodbye. Michael told me that you took off the collar and tucked me in with a kiss. Thank You so much for that. I am so fortunate that You are my Master and that You own me.

When I woke up this morning I realized very quickly that You most definitely own me, all of me! Big and little pains all over the place to help me remember the wonderful weekend with the four of us, and how much Mom and Barry are impressed with You and say they can rest well that this boi is safe thanks to You. I was kind of surprised at times because I got the sense that they might really know what is going on and that I am Your owned slave. Maybe I'm wrong, but oh well, I've been wrong before.

About the pain: It's not that I'm getting used to it. It's just that I'm not afraid of it any longer, that I know it will be part of my life now and that You have total control over what and how and how much and all of that stuff, and I'm facing reality: that You will be expanding both my limits and my endurance. Beyond that I am not letting myself look into the future because I'll just scare myself. Besides, it is none of my business as a slave, is it. It is Your business and You own Your slave's body and make all decisions about what it will experience in the future.

I know I'm pretty marked up and that's probably the way it will always be. I walked confidently naked down the hallway and into the showers and some guys did double takes, a couple guys smiled because they know what's going on, and the usual jerk was just disgusted. There I was, "disciplined slave" written all over me and I soaked up all the humiliation. One of the nice guys who smiled came over to me when I was getting dried and helped dry my back and then put his hand around the back of my neck and leaned in to ask me how long it would take for me to get permission to service him. He is a very nice guy, Master, good looking as could be but I've never really looked at his cock (I try not to in the showers). His name is Ronny. He's got a really hairy chest and that's why I've never looked too closely at him. I did look at his back because what I guess are battle scars are on his back. So I guess this is Your slave asking permission to service this guy. He's a freshman but he's almost ten years older than us because he was in the military.

Master, Your slave is very embarrassed when it remembers that it started asking for things last night in the heat of passion. I know You say You want to know this slave's hidden desires, and I know I told You about them one time when You were questioning me. I'm just feeling icky about the fact that I just burst out and begged You for them and You did them! I guess I should say thank You, Master, but also I feel like I have to say I'm sorry and if punishment is necessary Your slave will accept it. Just wanted to confess about this to You before You have to accuse this worthless slave of forgetting its place. Is there something that this boi has to learn about this, about not restraining myself from begging for things?

Michael told me that he wasn't feeling too happy about the way things went this weekend with Craig. The only thing he had to say because we were rushing to class was that Craig seems to have gone from one extreme to another. Shy beginner Dom to arrogant and demanding mean Dom with no affection or kindness. He just got ordered around to do things. Orders only. No other conversation. In a way, it reminds me of when You sent me to give Andy a blow job and he acted like that. I remember how much it upset me, so I have a bit of understanding about why Michael was unhappy. Oh yeah, and that whenever Craig decides that Michael needs to be punished he's going to send him to Andy. Good grief! This slave is trying not to form an opinion about that, but it's really hard not to.

Well, Sir, this slave has to get to class. Professor Keaton this afternoon. Always interesting. And I'm almost finished with my book report.

Have a good day and a good week, Master,

brandon XO

Not even five minutes later, a text comes through from Justin: "Make sure you give good service to that GI."

brandon texts Ronny to let him know the permission came through. Ronny texts back, suggesting he take brandon out for supper before doing the deed.

brandon to Justin: "Master, the GI wants to take the slave out to eat first."

Justin's reply: "Absolutely not. And make sure he knows he can only fuck your mouth and not your ass."

b to J: "Yes, Master."

b to Ronny: "Master won't allow this slave to go out to supper. And to remind you that you can only fuck this slave's mouth, not its ass."

Ronny to b: "No problem. Still have to learn protocol for gay slaveboys . What is your email? Is that permitted?"

b to Ronny: bdeklin@U. Will be in class until 3:30. What does it mean to you that I am someone's slave?

Ronny to b: will email later.

Michael to b: Are you coming back to the room right after class?

b to M: yes. why?

M to b: need to talk.

b to M: okay.

Professor Keaton asks brandon to stay behind after class and asks him how his week-end was.

"Excellent, Sir. My mother and a friend came up to meet Justin and everything went wonderfully. She also wanted her first serious boyfriend in a long time to meet me and Justin as well. WE all had some serious talks. I really like Barry and he told me that I could go to him with anything any time. That was very nice."

"Is he gay?"

"I assume not, Sir, since he is dating my mother!" brandon giggles.

The Prof giggles as well. "My, my, that was a stupid question. So this straight—and I emphasize straight man took a liking to you and it seems that he is really hoping that you will learn to trust him, which leads me to conclude that this relationship between him and your mother has some long-term promise to it."

"Yes, Professor. I certainly hope so. My mother looks wonderful and very happy. Barry is a corporate executive and of course that is good as well. My mother has had to work so hard being alone with me."

"it's admirable that you appreciate that. I hope for you sake the everything turns out fine. How has Justin reacted to the weekend.

"Really well, Sir. He adores my mother and really respects Barry, so all is good."

"Now on to the reason I asked you to stay behind. I overheard two of your classmates who are in one of my other classes talking about seeing you in the showers this morning and one of them was really aggressive in expressing how grossed out he was to think that one guy would let another guy beat him so badly, so this might get around, I'm afraid. And I hope you can see that it might not be interpreted very positively, either for you or for your Master."

"Oh my."

"Was it true, boi, that Master Justin gave you a severe beating?"

"Sir, I'm only a beginner. Master doesn't even use a real whip on me, and a strap just for punishment. But I guess I mark up quickly."

"May I see the state of your body, brandon?"

"Right here, Sir?"

"Let's go to my office."

"Yes, Sir." brandon follows the professor into his office and on the way realizes that the Professor has taken charge and he must obey, hoping that this is all okay with Master.

They walk into the office. Brandon notices that the professor's shades are already drawn. As soon as the door to the office is closed, the Prof orders brandon to strip naked completely and put his hands on his head for an inspection.

Brandon obeys, strips and gets into position. The professor turns all the lights on and looks brandon up and down, front and back, touches a couple places that seem tender and observes brandon's breathing.

"Did you safe word anything, boy?"

"Only once, Sir, when Master was torturing His slave's nipples."

"Let me see."

He doesn't touch the nipples, but brandon feels as if he had.

"But you never safeworded the heavy impact work?"

"Sir, what do You mean by heavy impact?"

"Beating you, whipping you, etc."

"Oh, no, Sir, Master has gotten pretty good at stopping right before I might blurt something out."

"Sign of a really skilled Master."

"Oh yes, Sir."

"Okay, brandon. You may get dressed again. If this tale the fellow is telling gets around, you will need someone to report on the state of your body the day after this beating took place. I will be able to do that for you. But let's hope it just stops being spread."

"Sir, this slave is required to be naked on the first floor of the dorm at all times. If any of my friends had seen that I was in bad shape, they would have already done something about it."

"Always naked, boy?"

"Yes, Sir. Just on the first floor though."

"Interesting. I like the way that Justin seems to be controlling his little slave even when you are not together."

"Yes, Sir. more and more, too."

"Well, I don't need to indulge my curiosity any further. And I will let Master Justin know I had inspected you and see nothing to be worried about."

"Thank you, Sir."

"Everything else going okay for you, brandon?"

"Yes, Sir. very good, in fact. Right now I'm just in a great mood because of my Mom's visit."

"Understandable. Well, I'd promised Justin that I would keep an eye out. Of course, that doesn't' mean I'm going to order you to strip naked for me all the time, boi, so don't worry. it's really too bad I couldn't just have you be naked in class."

"Oof!"

"Only kidding, boi. Have a nice afternoon."

"thank You, Professor. You as well. And thank You for looking out for this slave."

Brandon gets back to his room 40 minutes later than he had planned. Michael is at his laptop, but he closes it down when brandon comes in and strips.

"I'm sorry I got back so late, Michael. Professor Keaton wanted to meet with me."

"Is everything okay?"

"Oh sure, just some guys talking about me getting beaten up severely. Professor K took me into his office and had me strip for him and he inspected me and saw that I was okay. He said it was important that someone could say that. He really looks out for me!"

"I'd say he really looks AT you, brandon. What a dirty old man, making a freshman boi strip naked in his office!" Michael starts laughing. brandon joins in.

"So what did you want to talk about, buddy?"

"I just don't know what I'm going to do about Craig, that's all."

"Michael, I've seen him with you a number of times right here in this room, and I've seen how affectionate he is with you and how nicely he treats you. I don't understand what happened."

"That's just it. It was like a switch was flipped and he turned into this monster Dom. Like someone on Nifty."

"that's probably part of the problem. Make him read the alex chronicles.

"I suggested that and he said he would think about it, but then he slapped my face for making a suggestion without permission."

"Sure. Nothing strange about that. I have to ask permission for everything and if I forget, a slap would be an easy way of getting off."

"Is Justin still affectionate with you when you guys are seriously doing stuff?"

"Well, He may get more demanding, but His personality doesn't change. He's like a growling teddy bear, but don't you ever tell Him I said that."

"a growling teddy bear. That's funny. Craig was more like a growling bear to me. Or like an automaton. You know, order after order after order. Threatening to send me to Andy to get caned. Caned!"

"Honey, all I can say is that you have to catch him in an affectionate mood again, maybe when he's here with you, and then try to communicate what you were feeling. I know it's hard, but if you don't then either he'll keep being like that or you'll just decide you've had enough and will put an end to things."

"Do you think you could have Justin say something to him?"

"I'm not sure, Michael . . . . I'll tell him what we spoke about and then maybe He'll decide something on His own."

"Okay, that's fine, brandon. thanks for the advice."

"any time, buddy, you know that. I just things were working out better for you."

"hey, it's only the first month of school. Couldn't expect the first guy to come along to be "Mr. Right. Well okay, in your place it probably was, so I shouldn't get too fresh."

they both giggle.

brandon opens his laptop to check his mail and finds something there from Sgt. Ronald Murphy.

"here it goes," he thinks to himself.

brandon,

I'm glad you'll be giving me some relief tonight. It's been a while. Expect a huge load. So there are a couple things on my mind. First of all, I have an off-campus apartment and we can walk there. Would that be okay? Otherwise, where will this take place?

I understand that you consider yourself to be a slave and you have Master and you seem to need to ask permission for most things. I wonder where your Master is while all this is going on. And I assume that he's the one who laid all those marks on your body, right? Does everyone get to beat you (I really don't want to get into that myself except for a little slapping here and there.)

I went and checked out some gay bdsm stuff on the Internet and I was surprised at how rough it is, even the cock sucking,. Can you really handle it like that? You made reference to fucking your mouth. Can I do that, and if so how roughly?

What else will you do for me with that mouth and tongue?

And how do I handle you? Like what I saw in the videos? I don't think I'll want to be that rough.

I think the thing that turns me on the most about this is that I'm already beginning to think of you as a slut and I like talking dirty to sluts, especially when they're sucking my cock. Okay?

I've had bj's from a couple of guys over the years and they're always a lot better than chicks can do. So I'm assuming there will be high quality.

One more thing: What do I do if I'm unhappy with your service?

I guess that's all for now. If anything else comes up I"ll handle it when it happens. And I really dig the idea of me being the one completely in charge. I assume that's okay.

Please respond as your convenience. I want this to go down tonight, slaveboi. Make it happen.

R.

brandon chuckles over this email and then reads it to Michael and they both have a good laugh over it. Michael tells brandon that he should let his guy know that he can use Michael as well some other time if he wants, at least as long as Michael isn't in some commitment.

"Brandon, I'm going to be spending the night in the library, so feel free to bring him here."

"Okay, thanks Dude. Now let me answer this guy's questions."

...

Dear Sergeant, Sir:

Yes. You're in charge. Completely. Just tell me what you want and how you want it and if it doesn't please you slap me around and get me to do it exactly the way you want it.

No, in real life, bdsm isn't nearly as violent or rough as it is on the Internet. I have safe words to use in case things get out of hand. YELLOW means "back off a bit or change to something else" and RED means STOP IMMEDIATELY. And maybe discuss why I called red.

If unhappy for any reason, tell Master. I'll provide His number.

this slave is a slut, Sir. Its Master wants it that way, just for oral service, of course, and sometimes Master sends men to this slave to service. Hot talk, hot and dirty turns me on a lot, Sir, so feel free.

names to use: slut, cocksucker, faggot, pig, slave. Please no girlie stuff.

You can use this slave's mouth and tongue anywhere you want as long as you're clean. Just give the orders.

Master doesn't live on campus. He only keeps me for himself on weekends. During the week, He expects this slave to suck as much cock as it can but nothing else. He feels that slaves need to be good sluts for Superior Men.

He keeps close tabs on this slave when it's on campus. There are rules it has to follow, like always being naked on the first floor of the dorm, all the time, no matter what anyone has to say. The slave is no longer allowed to drive its car, period. Permission needed to leave campus with anyone else. I'm not sure about going to your place if it's right near campus but will ask.

Kissing not allowed but the slave can drink any man's spit.

I think that answers all Your questions, Sir. Will contact Master and text you the answer about going to your apt. I have the room to myself until about midnight so that is the most convenient, maybe.

your servant,

slave brandon

Text: b to J: the GI has an apt. right next to campus, across the street. ok to walk there?

Text: J to b: Text me the address.

Text: b to Sgt. Master wants the address of your place.

Text: Sgt to b: 332 College Ave. Apt 2C.

sent to Master.

Text J to b: okay. Let me know what time you'll be going there.

b to Sgt.: Permission given to go to your place Master wants to know exactly when.

Sgt to b: 1900 hours okay? (7pm)

b to Sgt: Yes, Sir.

J to b: if this dude has an apt off campus , why the fuck was he showering in the dorm?

b to Sgt. Master wants to know why you were showering in our dorm if you have a place off campus.

Sgt to b: problems with water. plumbers working there all morning. Figured I'd go get a look at the freshmen bodies and cocks.

b to J: water problems at home, fixed now. says he wanted to look at fresh bodies and cocks.

J to b: I like the way this guy thinks. Has he said anything about the cage?

b to J: No, Sir. don't know if he really noticed it because he was looking at all the marks from Your whip.

J to b: glad other men got to see what you are and how there is someone in your life who can whip the shit out of you when He wants.

b to J: Yes Master. You own this slave. Whip it as much as You want, Master.

J to b: You wish you were that tough.

b to J: not sure, Master. Not yet anyway.

J to b: smart answer.

Sgt to b: meet me in front of the library, 1900 hours.

b to Sgt: Yes, Sir.

Sgt to b: with clothes on.

b to Sgt: not allowed outside naked unless Master is with me.

b to J: 7 pm, or 1900 hours in his language.

J to b: I expect you home by 11 pm. Tell him.

b to Sgt. slave must be back home by 11 pm.

Sgt. to b: I hope that's not how long it's going to take for you to get me to cum.

b to Sgt: How many times?

Sgt to b:Slut!

b to Sgt. Yes, that's the idea.

Sgt to b: is affection allowed.

b to Sgt. Please, yes, Sir. no kissing though.

Sgt to b: roger.

Sgt to b: I'll walk you home after.

J to b: I decided I want to meet this GI. I will be at the apartment at 9:30 pm. You should still be naked.

b to Sgt. No need. Master will be coming to the apartment at 9:30. That's 2130.

Sgt to b: you'll be getting slapped for being a smart ass.

b to Stg: Please don't slap this slave's ass. it's still very sore.

Sgt. to b: How about its nipples? They looked ready to pluck this morning.

b to Sgt. they are very sore. Master likes for them to always be sore. I guess you can help. At least until the slave uses a safe word.

Sgt. to b: Understood. I hope to set them on fire on you.

b to Sgt. "as you wish, Sir.

J to b: make sure he's a non-smoker.

b to Sgt. are you a non-smoker.

Sgt. to b: affirmative. don't drink either.

b to Sgt. Good, because slave isn't allowed to have alcohol.

Sgt. to b: Your Master keeps you under tight control.

b to Sgt. it's getting there, yes, Sir.

Sgt. to b: that pleases you?

b to Sgt: AFFIRMATIVE.

Sgt. to b: I'm looking forward to your Master's visit so I can get a look at how you interact.

J to b: Be at the table at dinner at 6 pm. Andy will be by to give you an edible. Put you in a really submissive mood.

b to J: thank You, Master. This might be fun.

J to b: just make sure he has no complaints when I get there or I'll use my strap on you right then and there.

b to J: slave promises to be completely obedient.

b to J: slave is happy it will see You tonight.

J to b: I live to make you happy, sweet boi. It's almost 6. Go take another shower to be fresh for the Sergeant.

b to J: Aye, aye, Sir.

brandon shuts down his laptop, gets a towel and walks down the hallway to the shower. Three guys are there and they're used to brandon being around, although they gang up and him and make a fuss over the marks and welts, mostly mocking him in a friendly way. brandon feels comfortable with these guys. They're not into the scene and only one of them is gay, but they're pretty much ok with bdsm. One of them asks if he can witness the boi getting whipped. brandon promises to ask Master.

"Have to run, guys. Supposed to be at supper by 6 pm."

Brandon races back to the room, puts on black underpants, of course, jean and a t-shirt and flip flops. that's enough. He'll be naked soon enough.

He makes it to the Table with his food by 6 exactly. Andy is waiting for him. "Follow me into the bathroom," He orders. brandon follows him and when they get inside, Andy take out a gummy from his pocket. "Open your mouth, slave." brandon opens. Andy spits into his open mouth and then tosses in the gummy. "that's to help you wash it down." "thank You, Sir." Andy gives him a hug and then takes off while brandon goes back to the Table. Craig is there.

"I hear you got yourself a hell of a thrashing yesterday."

"It wasn't as bad as people are making it out to be. It's just that I mark up easily."

"What's up with you tonight, brandon?"

"I'm going to an army guy's apartment in an hour to suck his cock. And then Master is meeting us after."

"More slut training, I see."

"Correct, Sir."

"If Michael and I make a commitment to each other, I don't think I'd want him slutting around."

"He's not a slut like me."

"Good. But your Master has a lot of experience, so I'm wondering why He allows it, in fact demands it, of you."

"for that you'd have to ask Him, Sir."

"no need to call me Sir"

"okay, Craig. So what are you up to tonight? Anything interesting?

"just some mischief. Want to watch some more videos to see some Doms in action."

(brandon sees his chance to give some input without being obvious about it.) "Craig, those videos are horrible! They're nothing like what good bdsm is. The Doms are cold and heartless and treat the subs like trash. It's all actors. A real BDSM scene involves a lot of communication, and trust and caring between the Dom and his sub."

"Caring, right. Your Master cares enough for you to whip the shit out of you and you talk about caring?"

"But Craig, a lot has gone into us getting to the point where he could do that and I could submit and enjoy it. And there's a hell of a lot of loving aftercare once it's all over. BDSM isn't just about whipping the shit out of some cheap slut. I know my Master really cares about me and always had my own good in mind and the things that He does to me He knows I need and want and it's a special way of making love to me. It's not just all about spitting on some poor sub and ordering it around non-stop without a word of encouragement or affection."

"Fuck you, brandon. If I want a lecture, I'll go to a lecture hall. All I fucking know is that you're covered with welts right now and are off to suck some stranger's cock just because your so-called caring Master is trying to turn you into the campus slut."

brandon remains silent and continues eating his dinner. He's thinking of all sorts of things to say but decides that he'll probably only make things worse. And he knows enough psychology to realize that Craig got so pissed at him because he knows brandon is speaking the truth, and if he has any sense at all, he should realize that Michael has been talking to brandon about how unhappy he is with the way things are going. And if he doesn't? Well, then, it will be his loss because Michael will tell him it's not working.

Much to brandon's surprise, Craig calms down and speaks quietly to him. "Hey, thanks for pointing some things out that I haven't been paying attention to."

"You're welcome. I'm glad you got the point and happy that you are man enough to admit it. There's hope for you guys yet, I guess."

"I guess Mikey and I need to have a serious conversation."

"Yes, and somewhere public with no sex involved. Just a suggestion."

"I hear you. Gotta run now. I'll be doing some good thinking before next time I see Michael. You're a good friend to him, brandon.

"It goes both ways."

Craig leaves. brandon finishes his dinner and then goes and treats himself to some ice cream. He figures he might have a sore throat after this night is over. Maybe the ice cream will be preventative after-care.

As 7 pm approaches, the butterflies get to work in brandon's tummy, and he heads out for the library. From a distance he can see Ronny standing there and notes that he cuts such a fine figure even though he isn't in uniform. Yeah, he is going to be a very good boi tonight. And what he consumed is making him feel very mellow, very relaxed and really wanting to be obedient to this awesome man's demands whatever they may be.

Sgt. see him and smiles and gives a fake salute. brandon returns the salute by bowing to the ground. Sgt laughs.

"Okay slut. I've got a couple weeks jism stored up in my balls and they're aching. Looking forward to you giving them some gentle loving care, boy."

"Yes, Sir. just tell me what where and how and I'll do my best to please You."

"Let's start by you following me. And when I open the door to my place, you go right in and get fucking naked and fall to the floor like a good slave."

"Yes, Sir."

Ronny starts walking and brandon follows and its sub nature is revving up into full gear as the gummie takes hold.