"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 70. Lunch at Nana's; bondage at Alan's
On the way to Nana and G'anpa, brandon explains to his Master that these are his Dad's parents and he has always been close to them because through them he feels close to his father. In fact, after his Dad's funeral, brandon went to spend several days with them and the three of them grieved together. They have always taken great interest in his life and they've provided things for him which his struggling mother was not able to do on her own. In fact, they had set up a college account for him when he was born, and most of his college expenses are being paid from that account.
"What about the other grandparents, your mother's parents?"
"They pretty much cut me out of their lives once I came out when I was 14," he answered. "In fact, they put pressure on Mom to get me into a conversion program, but Mom always refused, so she too has a strained relationship with them, especially after she took me out of the Catholic Church after I came out."
"Have you told them much about Me?" asks Justin.
"Oh yes, just about everything. I especially told them that I finally found someone I could trust enough to "be myself" with, and I'm pretty sure they realize what that means. I have to warn you, they might want to test you to make sure you've got what it takes to care for me and to keep me safe no matter what. Mom has told them a lot about You after she and Barry came up to meet You, and that's put their minds at ease. Of course, she also feels closer to them than she does to her own parents. They adored her from the first day they ever met her."
"That's really nice. I'm glad you have them in your life, sweet boy."
"I can't wait for You to meet them, Sir," brandon says with the wide-eyed expression of the young boy he used to be, excitement written all over his face. Justin thinks the boy has never looked more beautiful than he does right now, and He's glad He was hard on the boy this morning because it's brought him to a peaceful state of mind; it always does when he's pushed deeply into the sub space he seeks so desperately. Always His beloved slave seeking its deepest identity.
"Do you have any concerns you need to share with Me at this point before we get there?" asks Justin.
"None at all, Sir. They are going to love You because they will be able to see how much I love You." He takes Justin's hand and kisses it.
"What do you think they would think if they knew what we were doing all morning?" Justin asks, trying to push the boi to reveal more about its relationship with them.
"I can't say for sure, Sir," answers brandon, "but I'll never forget what they said to me when they first met Gary."
"What was that?"
"They were very honest with me. They told me they could see how much I hero-worshipped him, and they realized how important it was for me to have a friend who would help me feel safe, but they were concerned because it was costing me too much to have Gary's protection because in the long run Gary would take everything I had and then leave me behind with nothing at all, and they were afraid how I would fare when he finally got tired of me and moved on. They had an interesting thing to say about our friendship."
"what was that?"
"that Gary was not the `best solution' for me. they told me they were glad that Gary wasn't gay because at least that reassured me that the day would come when Gary would in fact want to cut me loose. They ever very relieved when they found out that we were not going to the same colleges after graduation. They encouraged me to find out what it was like when I could stand on my own two feet once I was out from under his influence."
"then maybe they feel it was too soon for you to place yourself under someone else's influence."
"they were concerned about the timing, but they told me that when I spoke with them on the phone and over Skype they could see that I have never looked happier, that they could see that whatever was going on, it was exactly what I needed, and that for the first time since Dad passed away I didn't seem like a lonely, scared little boy. They told me that Gary never managed to help me find my way, but now it seems that I have."
"Wow. Everyone who really loves you was concerned about how you would fare alone in a big university."
"Well, Sir, they're not concerned any more. At least that's what they told Mom. We're almost there. Make a left here and it's the fourth house on the right, the one with the Lincoln Town Car in the driveway."
And everything turned out just as brandon predicted it would. It didn't take them long to realize that he was where he needed to be. Nana had some questions for Justin.
"As I'm sure you know, Justin, my grandson has a very tender heart and a submissive nature and can easily be taken advantage of. It really upset me to see that happening with brandon's friend Gary and I hope something like that isn't going to happen again. It seems that he's bonded with you very quickly and that gives me cause for concern."
"As well it should, Ma'am, considering the circumstances. In fact, it surprises me as well. I'm not one who easily connects with others on more than a superficial level, at least not for quite a long time after we've met. But there is something about this shaggy-haired tyke that has caused Me to put down the drawbridge and allowed him to snuggle his way into My heart. I'm not sure what it is, to tell you the truth. It happened from the very first time we met, and that first time caused me to realize that here was someone who merited special attention and also special caring. My only concern is that I'm not worthy to be receiving all the trust and respect brandon has shown to Me right from the beginning."
"He does that quickly, Justin. You have to realize that. And I'm afraid that you will need to be the one who guards his sweet heart, keeping away anyone who would be unkind to him or take advantage of his desire to please another above all other considerations for himself."
"Yes, Ma'am, I have certainly noticed that. And, in fact, one of my housemates helped Me to make some important changes to his living situation right from the beginning when I realized that he'd been paired with someone who had the ability to gravely harm him. Fortunately, we were able to correct that situation as soon as I became aware of it and now brandon is living with a nice young fellow and the two of the have a lot in common and are getting along really well."
"How much time do the two of you spend together, if I may ask?"
"Usually only on weekends, from Friday night until Sunday night when he goes back to the dorm. I'm an upperclassman, you see, so our paths don't usually cross much during the week. Besides, I feel it is important for brandon to have as much as the common freshman experience living in a dorm in a big school as possible, and without any interference from me."
"I would imagine that most of the boys his age are foot-loose and socially very active, and their relationships are notoriously short-lived."
"That is correct, Ma'am. Brandon doesn't seem to want that for now, but I'm well aware that he may want to experiment more with various other kinds of relationships and if that happens I'm willing to step aside or, if necessary, simply take a back seat. That is also why I am not considering allowing him to live with me even though I own my own home and there is plenty of room for him."
"So, despite your obvious interest in our boy, you are willing to be flexible when needed."
"Absolutely, Ma'am, although, to be honest, I do feel like I'm being adopted into the family already, and, in fact, Barry asked me to be his best man for the wedding."
"I'm not surprised, I must say."
"May I ask why?"
"Let me just call it an intuition about you, an intuition that you are safe, an intuition that you are capable of carrying a lot of responsibility, an intuition that you yourself are not going to easily get tired of our special young man here."
"I certainly cannot predict the future, Ma'am, but there is something about brandon that calls out to my deeper nature, telling me that here is someone who is going to have a positive effect on the quality of my own life, and, in fact, has already done so. So it works both ways."
"And that, of course, is very important, that two-way street. And I am not afraid to say to you that I am delighted to see how much brandon is apparently thriving, and how I see something in him that I've never seen before, something that pleases me very much."
"And what is that, if I may ask?"
"Let me put it this way: it is very difficult for a boy to lose his father at such a tender age, especially considering the incredible bond that existed between father and son. And when my son passed away, I saw a light go out of brandon's eyes and a sadness set in that I worried would never go away. But now, I see that light coming back, so whatever is happening between the two of you is something he has needed for a long time, something that I feared he would never find again. And I don't mean by this that you have come along to replace his father—no one could ever do that. But you have come along to feed the hunger and the emptiness and the loneliness that has marked his ever since that awful time over five years ago. And so, based on that, I would ask that you stop calling me, Ma'am, and begin to call me "Nana" if that doesn't make you too uncomfortable, son."
"I am honored, Nana, honored indeed, and I am very moved by how well you know brandon and how much you care for him. I hope that in my own way, I can find ways to demonstrate that care to him as well." and he reaches out to try to straighten out brandon's wild mop of hair.
"You might be able to accomplish a great many things with him, Justin, but I'm afraid that you will never be able to conquer his hair or get him to accept a normal haircut, not ever."
They all laugh and brandon blushes red as a beet.
And so, they easily took Justin into their hearts and told Him they felt He was worthy to be part of our family, and most importantly part of brandon's "special" family. They also told him they have friends who are a part of Justin's father's corporation and who speak very highly of him.
It was a wonderful, delicious meal—brandon's favorites, of course, and they spent along lovely afternoon with these sweet people who had lost their own son too early in their lives but who in many ways seem to have adopted brandon not only as a beloved grandson, but also as a living representation of the goodness that their own son had. They spent a long time talking and, to be sure, they put Justin a bit to the test with a number of insightful questions, and they kept looking to brandon to see his reactions about the things Justin had to tell them about Himself.
Justin was particularly moved about the way brandon gravitated to his Nana and when they sat in the comfortable living room, he immediately took his seat on the couch nestled into his grandmother much the way Justin has felt him nestling himself into his own arms when falling asleep.
At one point, brandon's g'anpa asked Justin to take a walk with him and along the way he asked Justin if He ever noticed how sometimes brandon suffers from some anxiety. Justin admitted He's seen that. G'anpa asked Justin what He did at times like that and Justin very honestly answered that mostly He just holds the boi in His arms and speaks gently to him until the storms pass, and also how this has been happening less and less frequently as time has gone by. "I don't want to tell you how to live your life," G'anpa said, "but I have to let you know that if you haven't already discovered it, sometimes the lad needs to have someone with a firm hand in his life."
"I'm well aware of that, Sir," answered Justin. "I've learned that there are times when brandon needs to be babied because in many ways he's still the little boy he was when he lost his Dad, but then there are other times when He needs strong guidance and even a touch of discipline." G'anpa is delighted with Justin's honesty as well as with his perceptiveness, and tells him so. "Please never hold back with my grandson. Pour it all into him, all the love, all the care and sometimes, I suspect, you might find it necessary to take the boy over your knee, so to speak. I just hope you are the type of man who will be able to tell the difference between the boy's various needs and act accordingly. And there is one more thing I have to tell you, and I hope this doesn't shake you up or put doubts into your mind, and this is what I have to say: If the relationship between the two of you is to work out, you will have to come to terms with the fact that it will most likely never become a relationship between equals. Brandon will never be able to live up to that with you, and that is not what he needs. If he is to be Yours, Justin, You will also have to be one to lead the way and to keep him in line, if you understand what I'm getting at."
"I believe I do understand what you're getting at, Sir. I have already discovered these things in the few short months we've gotten close, and the imbalance between us suits Me every bit as much as it suits brandon. You and his grandmother both say you sense he is thriving, and I'm happy to hear that, but I want you to know that I am thriving Myself because of what we're sharing together. I believe we are well matched and I have great hope for the future."
Just before they go back into the house, G'anpa turns to Justin and says, "young man, I am so grateful to God our boy has met You and I wish you all good things for the future, for you both together and for you as individuals as well."
When they go back into the house, they see brandon sound asleep on the couch, shoes off and covered with a knit blanket, and Nana sitting across from him, knitting and looking upon the boy with the loving look of a Madonna. She smiles up at them. "Our boy sure does love his cat naps," she says to Justin. "don't be shy, Justin, go to him; help him wake up and get his bearings."
Justin goes to the couch and right away gently lifts brandon's head and scoots underneath it so the boy's head is now in His lap, and He plays with the boy's hair the way He always does until at last, brandon wakes up and looks up at him and smiles at him, whispering, "I'm yours, Sir," but then realizes where he is and blushes like crazy while G'anpa begins to laugh and Justin helps the boy sit up again."
"Nana made me this blanket and it's my favorite color," brandon says to Justin. "Can I have it for my room back in the dorm?" he asks Justin. "You can have it for anywhere you want it. You can even bring it back and forth if you want, sweet boy," Justin answers, not the least bit shy about showing His affection for His sub.
They all stand up and after a round of big affectionate hugs, the guys take their leave, and as they drive back to the hotel, Justin tells him about the conversation he has with brandon's grandfather, especially the part about how it will never be a relationship between equals and how Justin had to keep him in line and even take him over His knee if necessary.
"do you promise to do that when we get back, Master?" brandon asks.
"You can bet on it, boi." answers Justin, inspired by all the encouragement He received from their visit to two of brandon's most important people on earth. "I promise you'll be crying and choking on a penis gag while over My knee in just a little while, and I'll use My hands this time so I don't bruise you too much." "I'm Yours, Master. Please take as much pleasure as You'd like by spanking Your boi."
AT ALAN'S APARTMENT
By Tuesday night, Michael has discovered two things that he never realized before: (1) That Alan really likes putting a sub into bondage. and that (2) Michael really likes being put into bondage.
Alan is comfortable on the couch watching a movie. Michael is on the ground, wrists and ankles bound together in one set of metal "stocks" while Michael, blindfold, wearing a heavy iron collar that is attached to his balls so that any motion tugs at them, and an electrified butt plug pulsing deep within its ass while Alan occasionally flicks a long thin whip across the sub's back or ass, and his reaction to the lashings causes the collar to pull on its balls, so there is quite a bit of "attention" given to most parts of its body. This has been going on for the entire hour and 45 minutes of the movie which Alan thoroughly enjoyed as much as He's enjoying seeing the sub in so much humiliating discomfort that has it hard as a rock.
Alan turns off the movie. "I want to fuck you. See if you can maneuver your body around to make your asshole available to Me at some appropriate angle."
Michael struggles and actually manages to get his ass in the air, practically standing on his head. "I don't care if it's uncomfortable, boy," says Alan. "This is about My pleasure, not your comfort. Your current position will be suitable for My needs right now, so hold still while I remove the plug before taking off My pants."
Alan gently removes the plug, for which Michael is grateful, but then rams His cock right into the boy's body and he cries out in reaction to the assault. "Your ass is making Me feel great, and your cries are making Me get even harder, so I'm looking forward to enjoying a real nice fuck right now, one that I hope you'll remember all the way home tomorrow."
And with that, Alan begins taking His pleasure from the sub while continuing to exacerbate its discomfort and humiliation. "Yes, this is a good fuck for a wannabe slave like you, something for you to think about on that ride home and when you're in church this weekend. I am enjoying this very much, Michael. You should be proud that you have a body that can give Me so much pleasure without your really having to do much of anything other than submit." Alan says as He continues to screw the daylights out of this sub, its position allowing Him to plunge more deeply than ever into its entrails.
Once finished, He withdraws Himself but leave the sub in the same position as He goes into the bathroom to take His time cleansing Himself. When He comes back, the first thing He does is unbind the sub's balls and then opens the stocks and helps the boy straighten itself out on the floor.
"Okay, Michael. Pick yourself up as little as necessary so you can slink yourself into the bedroom. I'm going to use My strap on you until you have to safe word. We'll keep the collar on so it will keep you aware during the night that you exist for My pleasure and not for your own except from the sick pleasure you get from being humiliated and beaten by the Man who is considering taking you as an owned slave when the vacation is over, if you have to courage to go through with it." He removes the blindfold so the boi can see where it must head.
"Come on, Michael, quickly. I'm exhausted and need some sleep after I whip you."
He follows the sub into the bedroom and then orders it up on the bed, putting a pillow beneath its groin, and starts strapping the boi lightly from its neck to its knees, gradually letting the strokes of the strap become more severe as the boy tries to vocalize any cries around the gag which is truly gagging it.
the whipping continues for quite some time. "don't be a fucking hero, Michael. You'll wear the pain of this whipping all the way home." All of a sudden, He removes the gag from the sub's throat so it's outcries are easier to understand, and does indeed continue beating the boi until it finally calls out its safeword. "Go and use the bathroom and get yourself clean so you don't make a mess in My bed," Alan orders.
When the boy comes back, Alan politely thanks it for its cooperation and tells it that He is pleased with the amount of pleasure the boy has allowed Him to take from its body. While the boy was in the bathroom, Alan placed a scratchy towel over the pillow on the bed and when the boy returns, He orders it to lie face down over the pillow and towel and start grinding the bed. He tells it He will give it three minutes to rub itself into an orgasm. Three minutes and not a second longer. "Go!" He orders, and Michael desperately writhes and rubs and does everything it can to get itself off. Finally Alan calls time, and the sub actually begins sobbing with frustration. Alan then binds its wrists to the collar and bids it go to sleep on its back. Alan lies beside it and toys with its nipples and its balls until He Himself falls sound asleep. Michael lies awake, soaking up the painful sensations in his body and the frustration of having a cock that is still hard but unmilked until at last the sub falls asleep as it thinks over all the masochistic pleasure its Dom has given it the past two days and wondering what a future as His slave would be like, and if He could truly endure it.