"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 56. The Semester rolls on by.
As the weeks go by, Justin gradually gets used to the fact that as brandon's Master, His first priority is to make sure that the boi feels safe and protected at all times and any decisions He makes about the way the boi is to live has to be governed by that reality. To be sure, there are times when He feels more like a parent or caretaker and less like a BDSM Master, but He always has the right and the power to subject His slave to dungeon scenes which help set the balance right. Not only that, but He makes it a point to stop by brandon's room from time to time during the week to check up on him and slap him around a bit and then order the slave to its knees so it can suck its Master's cock and spend time at its Master's feet.
Justin doesn't hesitate to talk tough either since He has taught the slave to slip into sub space during such times and to take His words as if He really means them even though they are both aware of the fact that all Justin is doing is creating the type of scene that appeals to the slave's inner sub. "Lick and suck your Master's feet, you disgusting pig. Show the Master what you are. Show the Master where you belong. Do fucking better than you are doing now or you can expect to feel Master's flogger raising welts all over your miserable little boy body." It doesn't matter whether or not Michael is in the room, or even Michael and Alan; they know the story and, if truth be told, they enjoy the show and sometimes Alan even orders Michael to do to Him what Justin is demanding from His own slave.
And in the dungeon, Justin continues to play with His slave right on the outer edge of its endurance and it gradually learns the rewards of surrendering even when its immediate instinct is to use safe words. In fact, the safe words are seldom heard any longer because Justin has learned just how far He can take this boi who is in love with Him, just how much more pain He can get it to endure, just how great is its need to make love to its Master by accepting the pain the Master wants it to have.
One night brandon is suspended in the air, hands and legs spread far and bound while weighted clamps are hanging from its nipples and a ten pound weight from its balls and as Justin knocks the weights around the slave keeps crying out, "you own this slave, Master. Make Your slave hurt for You, please, Master, help Your slave learn what it is meant to be, and at times it screams real screams and Master silences its cries with deep wet kisses and, as always, the slave greedily sucks His mouth to gain strength.
And sometimes, to drive the point home, Justin applies Ben Gay to the slave's balls and its tears fall to the ground while Justin sits back, satisfied, and waits until exactly the moment when the slave is going to beg to be released and releases the weights in the nick of time. Once lowered to the floor, the slave scrambles as if its life depended on it to get to Justin's feet and show its total surrender to every single moment of pain that Justin wants it to have.
Nights like this always end with sweet coddling and Justin telling brandon how proud He is of His slave's progress, and He holds the slave in His arms for a good long time before stringing it up again and giving it a good thrashing or flogging or whipping so it can be brought back to the dorm nicely marked up and so that its dorm mates can see the results of its time with its Master when it is in the showers.
Eventually, Justin once again demands that the slave always be naked in the dorm and its dorm mates are pleased to see it nude more often. One night Justin even sends the slave home with manacles on its wrists and ankles for an entire week, but the Professor contacts Justin to suggest that He refrain from making things this obvious to the entire campus community. Nonetheless, with Justin's permission, the Professor frequently has brandon kneeling naked in His office, and He and Justin make arrangements for the slave to work as Janitor a few times, dressed in nothing the a short pair of shorts. He even makes arrangements for the slave to work shifts in the campus cafeteria washing pots and dishes, but for these assignments it just be dressed in the usual uniform. Justin discovers over time that putting the slave to labor in these ways does more good for its mentality than bringing it to any of the gatherings at the Professor's home and so these events are no longer part of their lives together. it's all for the slave's good, just as everything Justin arranges and every way Justin controls and restricts the slave's life on campus.
When time comes for registration, Justin is the one Who chooses what courses the slave will take, with an emphasis on creative writing and textual analysis in addition to a history course dealing with American History in the tension-filled years leading up to the Civil War, so that the slave can get a more accurate picture of the miserable agony of the black slaves on the plantations and how they were used and exploited so it can get a more realistic understanding of just how different life as a BDSM slave is from the life of cruel servitude so many were forced to suffer for their entire lives. Justin even considers making arrangements for the slave to spend part of its weekend at Master Leroy's ranch, but hasn't yet made any definite decisions about that, mainly because the amount of time they have together is really so limited.
All in all, Justin is pleased with the slave's development and is especially impressed with how much the boi sheds its child-like innocence and dependence and is able to focus on obedience and trust and endurance. The nightmares cease, thank God, and the slave rarely ever has fits of trembling any longer. Justin feels that by concentrating on speaking abusively to the slave (but always balancing that with heartfelt affection) is helping it "grow up." By the middle of November, Justin realizes that He no longer feels like a caretaker, and definitely not like a parent, but can concentrate solely on being the boi's demanding and controlling Master, and in all this, the boi thrives.
The emails continue as always. Justin demands three emails each week and that is a lot since the slave is only on campus from late Sunday night until 6 pm on Fridays. Excerpts are offered here.
Dear Master,
Your slave can never thank You enough for the way You have helped it endure even greater pain this past weekend. It is learning, thanks to Your lectures and emails, that its role as Your slave is to simply feel the pain intensely and surrender to it while giving absolutely no thought to comparing the pain to other experiences, feeling no resentment but rather gratitude (as You repeatedly encouraged it to do), and to find incredible joy in its ability to surrender as a way of showing its love to You at all times. It returned to campus last night very sore from the strapping You gave it as a parting "gift" before leaving Your dungeon, and I couldn't help thinking of the phrase "the gift that keeps on giving," because the throbbing of my ass flesh and my inner thighs filled me with a strong sense of just how much brandon is owned and how much it deserves to suffer at your whipping post as a way of showing its total devotion to You.
your slave
slave brandon,
. . . . . I suspect, no, not suspect, I ACCUSE you of trying to toughen up and hold back tears and sobbing and even screams as I take you more and more deeply into pain and punishment. I am not happy about this; in addition, I am concerned. I told you the very first time I laid a lash on your miserable slave body: "Don't be a hero" Have you forgotten that order from Me? brandon, don't be a tough guy. If you try to be tough you are being prideful and selfish. Prideful because you are trying to prove something to yourself about how much you can bear without making a sound. Selfish because you are holding back from Me the pleasure I expect to receive when I beat your or torture you or do anything that slaves must endure. Damn it, brandon, don't hold back! Let those tears flow. Be weak, be a weak and frightened slave who can hardly bear the misery and pain its Master has decided it must have.
I'm warning you about this, once again, slave. And I am going to threaten you: do you remember the time you were kneeling naked in the Professor's office with your arms extended, trying to hold up heavy books? Do you remember what a severe punishment that was? It was not what we would call `good pain', was it? Would you like to spend even longer amounts of time in that position in My dungeon ad I sit back and watch the misery take shape on your face? I know how quickly that would bring you to tears and sobbing. And what if I didn't have any mercy on you but made you stay in that position until it totally broke you? Is that what you would like to happen? And so, I am warning you: don't hold back your expressions of pain, your tears, your sobbing, all the times when you have to act like a whipped little boi and suffer the embarrassment of it all. Stop trying to prove your love for Me. When I give you pain, I expect the payoff I'm looking for. it's not about your love; it's about your humility and your obedience. I assure you that I can find a great many other ways to humiliate you, painful ways that will remind you about the meaning of your existence when I have you in My dungeon.
On another matter, Sgt. Ron asked permission to use your mouth and I agreed. You will report to Him at 7 pm Tuesday. I've encouraged Him to enjoy foot service in addition to the usual blow job, and also to have you lick and suck His ass, but I am not sure that is something He is interested in. Nonetheless, do what you are told to do and do it well.
Dear Master,
Last night when You fucked Your slave in its room and Alan walked in with two friends of his and You simply continued fucking Me, at first I got angry that Alan had brought friends into the room knowing Michael and I would be naked . . . . . . .
slave
Alan is a Dom, apparently. How dare you get angry at what He had chosen to do? Are you losing your manners, manners suited for a slave? Instead of anger you should have rightfully felt shame, especially because these were Superior Men you didn't even know and you heard the remarks they were making when they saw what I was doing to My slave. You should have sucked up all that scorn and shock as eagerly as you suck up what flows from My cock. And speaking of that, because of your failure at a moment which should have been extremely humiliating, you are soon going to taste My piss for the first time. I was going to wait until after the holidays, and I still might do that, but I have to find a suitable way to punish you for your attitude that night and I think that will be the way. of course, you will be whipped as well; no doubt about that. But if ever a situation like that happens again, make sure you regulate your reactions. I had half a mind to demand you suck their cocks but I had to leave shortly after depositing My seed within you. Shape up, slave, or misery will come your way.
On another note, I've receive a good report from the Sgt about your service to him and I am pleased to know that He took advantage of all the services I had suggested He try which included things He had never experienced before or imagined. I am sure more visits to Him will be requested since in His own words, He was "blown away" by the amount of pleasure it brought Him. Apparently He has given up His objection to being served by a faggot such as you.
In light of this, I think that it is time for you to resume servicing fellow students in the dorm and I have let that be known. I expect to hear of nothing but satisfaction from those you serve. Oh, and one more thing: from now until the Thanksgiving Break, for lunch you will eat an apple and nothing else. Hopefully that will keep you somewhat hungry when one of your dorm mates stops by for a blow job. Consider those cocks and the cum you swallow as supplements to your meager lunch.
Master
Dear Master,
Michael was sent to Alan's two friends' apartment to be used by each of them. He got back to the room very late and didn't have anything to say about it yet . . . . . . . . . so very sorry for resisting the presence of those Superior Men whom Your slave didn't even know. Your slave deserves punishment for that and understands that its first taste of Your piss will be something to remind it NEVER to react to anything You have allowed to happened. It is dreading this, Master, You know that. and yet, it surrenders . . . .
slave,
I remind you that earlier this semester you indicated in an email that urinal training is in your future. I suggest you review that email, which I am attaching in case your forgot about it.
Your mother and Barry have changed their minds about how you are to be dressed for the wedding. You and I will both be wearing charcoal three-piece suits and we will be fitted by a tailor in town who happens to be in the lifestyle, so you will be naked when He measures you. It will also be necessary for you to be uncaged, and I am warning you right now that if you touch that cock (which does not belong to you,) the punishment will be severe and will be done right in front of the tailor. The fitting will take place this Saturday afternoon.)
Master,
Your slave thanks You for bringing it to see the statue of Billy and alex and the house where they used to live on Sunday. It was inspiring. thank You also for giving this slave permission to kneel before the statue and to beg alex to help it learn to surrender as fully as he once did. It was also nice to have lunch with the residents of the home there and to hear their stories of rejection and banishment and to know that their futures will be promising despite all that happened to them. Again it reminds this slave of just how fortunate it has been.
Getting fitted by Mr. Rodriguez as especially embarrassing because He spoke a lot about how rare it is the He ever gets to see naked college boys and how much He enjoyed Himself seeing Your slave stripped and uncaged. I was even more humiliating when You put the cage back on Your slave after the measurements were all taken.
This slave also confesses that it feels resentment that Barry communicates only with You about matters that concern this slave. It had been hoping that it could grow closer to Barry, but it supposes that is not going to happen. It is struggling to surrender to this disappointment.
slave,
As punishment for the resentment you confessed, from now on when you are here with Me you will eat oatmeal for breakfast from a bowl on the floor. Hopefully that will help you realize that you have no right to expect any courtesy from anyone unless I approve it.
And, on that note, Barry communicates directly with Me because that is what I have requested. It is important for Barry to understand your status, and that all decisions about your life are in My hands, and this is helping. After He and your Mother return from Europe things will change, so just be patient.
I also sensed that you were actually disappointed this past weekend because I chose not to spank or whip you. This is a good thing; it shows me that you have begun to crave pain—which is something I hoped would happen. Nonetheless, you must learn that a slave such as you must train itself to NOT have any expectations but rather to surrender to whatever happens—or doesn't happen—when you are with your Master. Write to Me this week about your changing attitude about pain.
Master,
. . . . Your slave is confused about its attitude about pain. Is it an expectation or a craving? Please help it understand better. . . . . .
slave,
In your case I suspect that the two are the same—expectation and craving. Your disappointment over not being spanked before I brought you home the other night tells me that you are well on your way to becoming a pain pig, which will please Me greatly.
Andy and I have invited several Doms and Masters to the house this Saturday evening for cocktails and snacks. We will use the large family room adjacent to My quarters. You will serve naked and uncaged. Again I warn you not to touch anything between your legs or you will be severely punished in the sight of all our guests.
I am planning a unique way to humiliate you in front of them all so there will be enough pain to satisfy your pain pig desires, I assure you.
Master,
Your slave admires Your creativity and sadistic perversions. This slave being forced to beat itself with that wooden spoon while Your guests urged it on was more painful than the beatings themselves. Inner thighs are still so sore it is difficult to walk and Your slave's armpits still ache three days later.
slave,
As a special event I have arranged for Patrick to invite dorm mates to a sort of "gang bang" in the showers on Thursday night. With the water running and you kneeling on the ground, hopefully several of the residents in the dorm will make use of your mouth while other look on. I may stop by myself to observe but not to interfere. This is punishment for the way you disrespected Alan the other night when He was questioning you about things we do together. You really do seem to have a hard time recognizing that Alan is a demanding Dom despite His laid-back mature. I expect your attitude to improve immediately. If not, I will arrange for more "wooden spoon" events and maybe even for a display of self-flagellation as well. In the showers.
Master,
. . . . . Your slave loves You. . . . . .
slave,
. . . you are most loveable to me when you are sobbing from the lash. . . . . . but at all times your Master loves and cherishes you and is looking forward to a wonderful trip next week. Now that the U has decided to give us all the entire week off for Thanksgiving, we will have a lovely scenic drive and will stop over to spend one night with Billy's cousin Pete and His slave.
I am picking up our suits Friday morning and I will be over Friday afternoon to supervise your packing. You will need most of your clothing since obviously, you will not be naked except in our hotel room.
We will spend the weekend here. Andy is cooking a pre-Thanksgiving turkey for Sunday afternoon and I've decided to allow you to sit at the table with us for dinner. Of course, you will be naked and after dinner you will have a lot of cleaning up to do. And I'm sure you will also find a suitable way to show your gratitude to Andy, and maybe even to Lou who, I believe, will have a slave here to help you clean up. His slave will not be allowed any supper us but will stay caged in Lou's rooms until it is time to clean up. Lou tells me this slave is in its 40's, thin but somewhat muscular, and has basically given up on any desire to live as a free man. It is well-known in the clubs and has generally lived with one Master 24/7 until passed along to another after a couple weeks. It's been with Lou since Tuesday and has spent most of its time doing a thorough cleaning of the entire house when not being used by Lou or bound and locked in Lou's cage. It has specific dietary limitations and requirements and provides its own information and sometimes even food. Lou says it will have a day of complete fast this coming Sunday, nothing unusual.
I expect one more email from you before Friday afternoon.
Master,
. . . . With vacation fast approaching, four dorm mates stopped by for blow jobs this week so Michael and Your slave have been busy. Alan is considering forbidding Michael to suck anyone's cock any longer so that means the burden will be on Your slave . . . . . it will surrender to whatever happens and it wants You to know that it is really working hard not to expect anything while we are away. .
slave brandon