"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 85. Telling the Tale
Although Michael is in the room with a friend, brandon starts stripping the way he always does when in the room. Michael's friend looks confused at what's happening. Michael thinks quick and explains to his friend that brandon lost a bet and has to be naked in the dorm all the time. But that explanation doesn't work very well because brandon is all marked up from the weekend, all over his body. The guy jumps up. "Holy shit! Who did this to you?" Michael knows he has some explaining to do so he suggests to his friend Schyler that they leave the room and go get some supper and he'll explain everything. So they both get up and leave, and brandon is relieved (and grateful to Michael) because Justin will be skyping him soon and he needs the privacy.
Soon enough the call comes through and the minute brandon sees Justin's face, he starts bawling and telling Justin how much he misses Him and how much he loves Him.
"Okay, sweet boi. Settle now, okay? Settle down good so you can tell Me about your weekend. And why don't you get up and stand back again so I can see your body and the way you got marked up at the ranch?"
brandon does what Justin asks and gives him a good look, both front and back. Justin asks him to get closer to the screen so He can look at the slave's ass more closely. Of course, brandon obeys. Then Justin tells him to sit down again and tell Him what he's thinking and feeling.
"Right now, what I'm feeling is both happiness and sadness. Happiness to see You and hear Your voice and sadness that You're away from here."
"I'll be back Wednesday, baby. Won't be too long now. But get your mind back to the ranch and tell Me what you're thinking about it."
"Some of it was really hot, Sir, and really got me feeling like nothing more than an ordinary slave, and that was cool. There were only a couple times when I ended up getting beat painfully."
"What times were those?"
"When I was in the stocks and just gave a dude a bj. As soon as He was done, He walked behind me and took His strap to me and He hit hard about a dozen times. I was crying out and crying and I think that got Him to stop."
"Were you faking it, boi?"
"No, Master. Your slave would never fake it. That's what You taught it."
"Good, so that beating really hurt a lot. When else? You said there were two times."
"The second was when they made us run around that field over and over and finally I couldn't do it any more and fall on the ground. This dude came over and made me spread my legs and He started kicking me in the balls."
"Did you double over?"
"Finally I did, Master, trying to protect myself from His boots."
"And what did He do when your did that?"
"Made me lie in my back and spread my legs again and actually tried to stand on My balls even though I was screaming."
"That wasn't the guy who hates fags, was it?"
"No, Master. I don't know His name, though. The dudes never ever told us their names most of the time."
"Why do you keep saying "dude" and "dudes"?
"Oh, sorry, Master, forgot. Since we didn't know any names I would call all of them dudes in my mind and it's become a habit I guess. Sorry, Master."
"No need to be sorry, kid. I think it's adorable. So anyway, you recovered from all that. I'm glad."
"And thank You, Master, for sending that nice Dom to me for Saturday night?"
"What are you talking about, boi? I didn't send any one to you."
"Oh my goodness. Well, Master, when we were chained up in the private rooms, this dude came in and told me that You had sent Him to me so He could enjoy me but also protect me from anyone who would be really mean. Don't tell me He was scamming me?"
Justin is laughing. "No, pup, I'm only playing with your head. I did sent him to you. His name is Nathan. Didn't he tell you that?"
brandon tries not to laugh but can't help it. "Oh, man, You got me good on that one! Well, anyway, thank You, Master."
"I hope you were a good boi for Him and made sure He had a good time enjoying you."
"Yes, Master, I was the biggest slut ever with Him. It was easy because He's hot and very sweet. Really made me feel good and He got off three times, so You know He had a good time. And damn, He uses a riding crop almost the exact same way that You do it when You're in that Dom mood."
"I'm not surprised. I haven't introduced you to Him because He's been out of the country for work. But He's home now and He'll be around. We used to "double date" with two subs and we'd work them over together, so we got used to copying each other a lot. Some of our friends call us "the twins" a lot. Anyway, I'm glad you were a good slave for Him. We're both friends of Leroy so it was easy to set this up for Saturday night. I wasn't going to leave you open to risk, not for that. So I'm glad you had a good time, so I'm sure that means He had a good time as well. So what else? Much resentment? Anger? Anyone else especially mean or nice to you?"
"Well, You know what they do with us for lunch?"
"Yes. That's when the ummm dudes decide whether or not to give you any food, right?"
"Yes, Master. Well, this one dude came over to me and let me eat a piece of cornbread from His hand, and when I finished I licked His hand clean. He called me `cutie' some times. So after I ate He had me blow Him and I .. um...really showed my appreciation. And He promised me that if I gave Him a good bj He would get me more cornbread. So I had to work for my supper. (giggles)"
"Very good. So did He give you more?"
"Yes, and even dipped in gravy! I was wonderful. And He was good to me on Sunday morning too."
"What happened then?"
"You know when they put all the slaves in the stocks?"
"Yes. I've been there for that once. So what did he do?"
"You mean cornbread guy? That's what I named Him."
Justin laughs. "You are so fucking cute that I'm going to fuck you to death the minute I get to see you. Ok, yes, cornbread guy. What did He do for you?"
"As soon as they locked us up He came right over to me and told me to really take my time and be gentle and suck Him very gently and slowly. This was so that I wouldn't have to take care of too many other dudes. So that's what we did. I was surprised He didn't cum sooner."
"Well He probably jerked off before so that He knew it would take a long time. Smart guy. Wish you knew who it was."
"Maybe Master Leroy would know?"
"Maybe. It's worth checking. I'd like to thank Him for being good to and maybe set something up for another time without having to make you go to the ranch again."
"Happy to hear You say that, Master."
"That I'm not having you go back again?"
"Yes, Master."
"Any particular reason?"
"No. Only it was an ordeal, and an ordeal without You there, so I felt very sad and alone a lot of the time, and frightened by some of dudes who were really nasty or liked to be very rough. During the night when I was with Master Nathan, Sir, I heard a lot of screams during the night, so some guys were having a rough time. I only had a couple of really rough times getting my face fucked to gagging and choking."
"You do that for me."
"yes, Master, I do that for YOU, not for total strangers who are nasty."
"Point well taken. Anything else you want to tell me?"
"Um, only about henry, the Professor's slave. He got beaten black and blue all over by that guy who says he hates gay bois."
"Oh, I know about that. henry really likes that and the Professor won't do it, but sends him up to the ranch almost every time, depending on how henry's recovered from the last time."
"Really? Do You think that might be why some guys become prize-fighters? Because they get off on being beat up?"
"Very possible. Good outlet and there's a huge financial payoff too. Makes sense that some would be into it that way. But we'll never know so stop speculating about it and keep your mind on your studies and on serving Me."
"Yes, Master. It's been real hard here for me without You. That's worse than all the stuff at the ranch."
"Do you get angry about it? Resentful?"
"Yes, Sir, somewhat. Not all the times but I get into those moods sometimes but try to snap out of it when I'm aware I'm feeling that way."
"It pleases me that you understand what's going on as well as you do, and that you're not afraid to tell Me all about it even if it means I'll be punishing you for any of it."
"Happy to hear You say that, Master. I miss You and I love You."
"You're a good boi, brandon. I love you too and promise I'll try to avoid having to be away any more. Can't guarantee it, but it will be a priority for Me. Sleep well, baby. Write Me an email this week."
"Yes, Master. Good night, Master." Justin terminates the call.
Shortly after that, Michael walks into the room looking dejected. brandon goes right up to him and gives him a hug and Michael cries a little bit.
"What's wrong, Mike? What happened with that guy?"
"I met him in an app and we talked for a while and decided to have a date and it was really nice and he was really sweet and we had affectionate vanilla sex and He even fucked me but was very gentle about it. Not sure I could do that long term, though, without any kink thrown in. So anyway, you came in and I'm so happy to see you after your weekend. I made it up about losing the bet to explain why you were getting naked, but when He saw all the marks on your body, He freaked. so I got Him right out of the room and we went to supper and I tried to explain about you and what you were into (but definitely not me—being sarcastic here----) but he made me stop and told me how sick and disgusting it is and how I should ask for a different roommate because you are such a pervert. He actually used the word `pervert!' and then just wanted to change the subject. He told me he'd never come to my room again as long as there's a chance you'd be around. So, needless to say, it wasn't a pleasant supper. Finally, right before we said goodbye, I'd had enough so I said to him, "You know what I think is really disgusting? The way you are so quick to judge something that you don't even understand rather than calling it hateful names that straights use against us, and then even having the balls to suggest that I quit living with my best friend. So anyway, thanks for being so transparent with me so I could know that I'd never want to see you again or listen to any of your ignorant bigotry."
brandon starts clapping his hands. "OMG, Mike, that was fucking awesome the way you told that creep off!"
"Well I've had it with gay guys who have attitudes like that about anything that's kinky. I mean, who are we to judge?!"
"So anyway, are you going to continue exploring vanilla experiences?"
"Yes. I wasn't really crazy about it with him, but, after all, he turned out to be a creep and a hater. I'm not going to give it up because of one bad experience. Maybe others will be a lot better. But maybe I'm fooling myself, too, brandon, because I have to confess that when you stripped and I saw the marks on your body I started getting hard!"
"Well, baby, there's your answer! The cock does not lie, Mike. I hear that somewhere."
"I know. You're right. No sense wasting any more time."
"Well if you're going to looking on line, make sure you are very explicit about what you want."
"As if I know what I want."
"Oh, Mikey." brandon gives him another hug. "I haven't had any supper. I'm going to have to leave you for a while."
"No, I'll come with you. Maybe have dessert. And we can keep talking."
"Awesome!" Brandon gets dressed again and they head down to the dining room.
Brandon gets his food and Michael gets himself a big Sundae and joins him at the table.
"So like I said, I'm going to try a little bit more. Help me write an ad," says Michael.
"How about this: Hot freshman twink seeks affectionate sex with dude near the U. And then attach just a face pic."
"sounds good. I'll try it. I like the term "affectionate sex." That might lead to something promising."
"You never know. AT least it will drive away guys who are only interested in mechanical disinterested couplings. But, of course, we've never done this before, so we don't really know how to attract guys who would fit the bill. Make sure you chat for a while through the program and don't give out any personal information, not even your phone number. Stick to the chat until you're more comfortable."
"Sounds good. Now, roomie, tell me about your weekend. Obviously you got worked over quite a bit."
"it was wild. some of it was really hot. Some was awful. I was lucky, though. Justin arranged for me to spend Saturday night with a very nice friend of his and we had hot bdsm sex which I greatly enjoyed. I could hear, however, that some guys had a rough time. And also there was this one guy who took an interest in me and was kind to me and kind of protected me during a time when we were used to give out bj's to guys while locked in stocks, so we couldn't even see their faces."
"Holy shit! You really got lucky I guess. What did Justin have to say about it?"
"He wouldn't commit Himself, but I think I'll never have to go back there, hopefully. And would you believe? The Professor's guy has to go there ever six weeks and the beat him black and blue each time. Apparently that's something he's into, but the Prof won't do it with him so He sends the guy there."
"Too fucking much! Well, I hope you're in the clear now."
"Me too, Mike, me too. But, I'm Justin's slave. Justin makes the decisions about what I'm doing."
"and you're still okay with that?"
"Yes. Very much so. It's just the way I'm made. Besides that, after our trip home and the wedding and everything, Justin is now considered to be a member of the family, and that really makes me feel good because it indicates that there is some degree of permanence in what we're doing. I need that."
"I can see that's true just by the way you appear all the time: happy and at peace."
"that's right, Mike. Sure, I'm probably the only freshman guy on campus who actually wants that degree of permanence at this age, but that's fine. It's right for me and I know that. I knew it even more when I got home tonight and Justin Skyped me, and just seeing His face and hearing His voice made me break down sobbing with happiness. I miss Him so much it hurts."
"When will He be home?"
"Wednesday night, and I'm hoping we'll get together that night, but He hasn't said anything about it yet."
"Well, I wish you luck. Let's go back to the room. I want to place my ad and see what happens. I'm posting it to four different hook-up apps."
"Damn, I'm sure glad I don't have to use those things."
"To each his own, brandon, to each his own."
"You're right, dude. Different strokes for different folks."
"right, even if those strokes happen to be from a cane!"
They both break down laughing as they bring their trays to the counter to be bussed.
When they get back to the room, brandon finds a text waiting for him.
"Tomorrow night you'll be picked up at the dorm at 5:30 pm by a guy driving a white Camry. Dress nicely. His name is Cody. He's going to take you out to dinner and then interview you for an article he's writing for a bdsm periodical. No sex involved, but if possible, see if you can take care of Austin after classes. I don't want you going an entire day without having a cock in your mouth."
"Yes, Master. If Austin isn't available, should Your slave look for someone else to service?"
"Definitely, cock-hungry faggot. That will please Me."
"Yes, Sir."