Chapter 4. The next day.
4a. Darryl and 19
They slept in. Darryl had stayed at the club right until after it closed and didn't leave until after Blunt and Stubby had the opportunity to spit-roast his slave. Just what was needed after a busy and humiliating evening to help further reduce 19 to the lowest possible status.
"Darryl, your slave sure is a good cocksucker," says Blunt, "but I hope you're planning to force it to get into better shape. I understand that's not anything you care about but it will sure help to increase the value of your stock around here, if you know my meaning."
"Got you, Blunt. I figured the humiliation of being naked here with its paunch hanging out will be motivation enough for it to take better care of itself. It's away at work during the week, but I'm giving it a specific menu to follow and expecting it to spend three nights this week at the gym after work working off this flab. Next time it's here it won't be hooded and by that time I expect to have a better specimen to show off to both members and twinks. And it worked pretty hard tonight as well."
"I saw Andy fucking its face," remarked Stubby, "and I was surprised because Andy is usually pretty particular about the boys he plays with."
"I promised him that the blow job he got from my slave would more than make up for its flabby body, and Andy readily agreed after his first time with it. In fact, he came back later to honor the slave with a mouthful of cum and his load of piss after that. I told the slave it should be honored for being given such a gift. I'm not bringing it back here until I get its body straightened out. Like I said, the hood is coming off then. it's quite good-looking and should create quite a stir."
"You keeping it that hairless all the time?" asks Blunt.
"I believe so, and with good reason as you'll see next time. Hairless everywhere like a fucking hairless dog. Right now, Head, eyebrows, everywhere hair is growing it's been shaved down to skin. If I decide to keep it, then I'll satisfied about how much hair it will show, if any, or maybe I'll invest in electrolysis treatments to save me the trouble of constantly shaving it. As in all things, the decision is mine and I'm not even entertaining any input from the slave. But for now, I enjoy the shaving because it presses home the fact that this slave is so much less than an ordinary man. Bare flesh to beat and two holes to plug up as often as possible."
"How did you ever get a sub to the point of subjugation that this slave is accepting?"
"Talent, guys, talent! I managed to find a way into its mind and its sub spirit and regular discipline completes the regimen. I understand this slave's inner world far better than it does itself, and that has provided it the motivation to trust me and to surrender to my decisions in all matters."
"That's rather extraordinary," says Stubby, "for it to continue to submit so intensely."
"Oh yes, and it does at times have its meltdowns when it begs to be released from all I've decided."
"What do you do in that case?"
"I watch and listen as it cries and sobs and begs and pleads. I simply keep waiting until it has it all out of its system and returns to a state of calm submission. When it is ready to surrender to my wishes as I had stated them, a session at the spanking stool or whipping post helps strengthen its will to accept that it has no option other than obedience and surrender."
"I saw you holding it in the corner a couple hours ago and it appeared to be sobbing," notes Blunt.
"Yes. It had been particularly humiliated with someone from whom it wishes to hide its identity, and that became overwhelming. I was able to restore its equilibrium without resorting to any severity, and then continued to display it and allow others to make use of it right up until everyone left."
"So what's next in your devious plan?" asks Stubby.
"Gradual unveilings, each of which will be crucially humiliating, each one teaching it that it has indeed been transformed, and as everyone gets used to the idea, people will quickly adjust to seeing this slave in a completely new light. I begin tomorrow afternoon. I'm having two guests stop over for tea and at the time the slave will be exposed without the hood."
"Any chance of a preliminary, um... unveiling here and now?" suggests Stubby. "You know how discrete we are. Besides, you've said that the next time you bring it here it will not have a hood to hide its identity. What danger could there be for you to let us see who you are subjugating so totally."
"You've got a point, Stubby. And so, here it goes. Slave, kneel up straight, hands behind your back."
Blunt hands him cuffs and the slave's wrists are quickly bound.
"Keep your fucking eyes lowered at all times," he orders the trembling slave, knowing that will make this so much easier. He goes behind the slave and unlocks the padlock to the hood and gradually lifts it up and off the slave's head. Because it's head has been shaved, it take a while for the guys to realize who it is, but when they do . .
"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" the both exclaim. "Darryl, you managed to turn and break one of the area's most well-known and even well-feared Doms." They stood there and gazed on the slave's Face, speechless. As for 19, tears of humiliation slowly slid down its cheeks.
"Like I said, my friends, I was able to read its spirit more deeply than anyone else and it was only a matter of time before I would move in and own it. This is what it truly needs. This is the only way it can be at peace. This is what it was meant to be. And so, gentlemen, its name is 19. That is how I wish it to be known in the future. We need to maintain the former name to avoid certain complications; it uses that name at school with its internship. Eventually the transition will be complete. Now please honor my wishes and say nothing of this to anyone. Consider the sensation it will make when I lead it in here on its leash with its identity total exposed. Just a few weeks, hopefully, unless I have to beat these extra pounds off it again."
Through all this, the slave kept its eyes lowered and soaked in all the things its Master had to say. This first hurdle wasn't difficult to jump. This is taking a way a lot of its fear about the future.
And with that, Darryl leads the slave back to the car and heads home.
They sleep late the next morning. The slave satisfies its Master's sexual needs upon awakening and then is sent into the kitchen to cook up a nice brunch for the two of them while Darryl goes to shower and shave. As a treat, he allows the slave to eat at the table with him, taking delight in the fact that the slave is finding it painful to sit, even after almost a full day.
There's a lot to talk about and Darryl gives 19 free reign through all the topics they could speak about. He wanted particular information from the slave about what it felt to be serving Andy's cock—the most painful thing of all, admits 19. It almost turned his stomach, but he made it through. Even to drinking his piss. He also coaxes the slave to admit how wearing that hood made it look forward to the time when it would no longer be necessary; not only was it uncomfortable, but also the protection from discovery it provided was beginning to be unnecessary. The humiliation of discovery was turning from something it feared to something it wished they could get over with. It can't stop worrying about what the future will bring, but Master reminds it that future speculation is useless. Besides, there is more: the greatest humiliation of the weekend is about to be put into gear. And once that happened, 19' new life could begin in earnest.
. . . mid-afternoon. The slave had finished all the houseboy chores and the place was looking great. Darryl ordered a cup of coffee and when the slave brought it to him, kneeling (of course), Darryl kept it on its knees between his legs and drooled some of his coffee into the slave's waiting mouth. "In about a half-hour special guests will be arriving. You will no longer be hooded. I'll want you groveling—therefore hiding your face—a few feet from the front door until my guests have come inside and then I will order you to kneel up and face them and endure their reactions to knowing that the super-Dom formerly named Justin has been "converted," and is being trained and broken into its new identity. I expect you to endure the humiliation without a meltdown or you'll be caned with an additional TWELVE strokes while my guests watch as you're reduced to a sobbing wretch. I'm hoping this won't be necessary. I'm hoping that the threat of this punishment will be sufficient to help you maintain proper deportment and endure whatever they might have to say in reaction to finding out what you have become. Do you understand me, slave?"
"Yes, Master. Please help this slave endure what you are planning."
"Good. Then go and grovel where I told you to. They will soon arrive."
19 gets into position and, to be honest, is reveling in the fact that the Master has decided it is time to reveal its true identity. Despite its fear, it welcomes what is about to happen and realizes that it has truly and absolutely surrendered itself into the reality of its slavery. It yearns to please the Master this way, no matter what it may cost in terms of any trace of pride in its former life. It is time to bring that to an end.
Soon enough, the doorbell rings. Darryl opens the door and greets his guests, ushers them inside and points to the groveling slave. It is time. "Kneel up, slave!" orders Darryl, and with some trepidation, 19 gets up and remains kneeling, head and eyes lowered as the two guests express their surprise and shock at the transformation that has taken place in the life of the one they used to know as Justin. Who are the guests?
Andy, the Professor, and Austin. Let's leave things there for the moment and take a look into the lives of the others.
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4b Austin and dan
Austin is fucking dan, and it is an act of love as he tells dan how pleased he was with its performance at the Club and how happy he was to realize that the newly subjugated slave was able to enjoy itself in the midst of what had to be the most humiliating night of its new life as the slaveboy to his beloved friend.
"Yes, baby, I realized last night that I really own you now and that your main purpose is to please me and make me proud of what I have accomplished. You were quite a hit and, of course, that is seen as a sign of my power over you. Total power, it seems."
"Yes, Master, please fuck me deep. Please claim my gut with your cock. Please know how much I love you and how much I love being your slave now. I don't care about the guys who laughed and made fun of me. That only made me hornier inside my cage. That only made me wish they would have used me as the slave I am. Oh shit, Master: it feels so good the way you are treating me right now."
Cuddles after delayed the clean-up but finally dan needed to rush to the bathroom and Austin decided to give the slave a bit of privacy before going inside and ordering it to take a shower. They would soon be leaving to go to the Professor's for lunch, then the Professor and Austin would leave their two slaves at the Professor's home with instructions to order pizza for lunch for the both of them. Meanwhile, he, Andy, and Austin would go off to visit a friend of theirs.
Once the slave had finished showering and its Master made sure it was good and dry, he put the leather collar around its neck, dressed it in a worn t-shirt and gym shorts, and they got into the car and rode to the Professor's house.
dan risks begging Austin to let him know where he was going, but Austin would not answer and orders the slave to be quiet. This was a difficult obedience for the slave, but it obeys, fearing a punishment as the Professor looked on. They get to the house. Austin gets out of the car and then taking dan to the door of the house and when the Professor answers he sends the slave inside to go to slave Henry. The Professor offers to take his car and so that's what they do.
When they finally arrive at Darryl's house, he welcomes them and brings them inside. His slave, naked but not hooded, is groveling on the floor before them. "I kept my slave hooded last night at Fetters, but I've decided it's time to let people know the identity of this piece of property I've claimed for myself and trained to be totally obedient. I'd caned its ass before bringing it to the club last night and this morning I flogged its back because it was begging me not to reveal its identity yet. But I've decided it's time, and so I want you to meet this slave I own. Professor, just so you know, its name is 19.
"Interesting choice of name, Darryl. I'm sure you know what it means."
"Yes, I do. Properly named because that is what it is. Slave. Being trained with my cane and my lash. And so, now it is time." He turns to the slave and gives the order. "19, kneel up! If you hesitate there will be more caning in front of my guests. So now, slave, up with you!"
19 doesn't dare hesitate, but its internal suffering is far more severe than any whipping it could ever receive. It doesn't know how to absorb the pain and humiliation without crying or clenching its fists, but it refuses to give these men the satisfaction of seeing it break down in tears, and it dares not clench its fists for fears of severe punishment in the presence of the men who are now gawking at him in shock and amazement. Leaning on its hands it pushes itself up but keeps its head and eyes lowered. Andy gasps because he recognizes who the slave is instantly. "Raise your head and let my guests see your eyes, slave!" 19 obeys. Immediately, Austin and the Professor realize who it is and they too gasp. The hair on the slave's head is cropped short, but there is no denying the fact that it is bright red.
"Eyes lowered again!" orders Darryl. The slave is so relieved not to have to look at the expressions on their faces. And now Andy knows that it had given him a blowjob last night and also drank down his piss like the conquered slave it is. Only a fucking would have made it worse and now he knows that such a further subjugation is surely in the works.
The three are speechless. Andy speaks first.
"No wonder you've been so weird lately. All I can say is that you give one hell of a good blowjob, Jus—oh, 19! And damn! You've gained weight. Part of your plan to humiliate it, Darryl?"
"It was and I believe it did the trick last night. However, since the slave was so obedient last night I've given it permission to get back in shape once again. Andy, how does it feel to know your old housemate and friend swallowed your cum and drank your piss last night?"
"Fucking awesome! And I hope that won't be the last time! The displayed slave clenches its gut, realizing that Andy won't hesitate to grind it into the dirt. Andy is a far more severe Master than it has ever been and now Andy knows it's become a conquered slave available for the continued pleasure of Superior Men. Superior Men. It almost cries to realize that it is no longer a Superior Man but rather a humbled object subject to derision, torture, corporal punishment, bondage, spit, piss. In short, any whim of any Superior Man its Master allows access to it. This is truly the lowest moment of its entire life, and yet, dammit! its inner spirit is soaking up the humiliation and converting it to a perverse form of pleasure that it never realized it would ever experience. Shit! Fuck! It is actually getting off on how humiliated it feels right now and the derision it can hear in Andy's voice.
"As long as I allow the slave to sleep in that house during the week, feel free to demand its service anytime you wish. And if it gives you any trouble, just let me know and it will regret its behavior."
"With your permission, I could take a strap to it myself if needed," says Andy, immediately slipping into Dom mode and not the least bit uncomfortable by what happened last night. A true Dom, Andy immediately sees this slave for what it is; his former friend has gone away; what remains is this red-headed faggot slave and that is how he will treat it from here on in. And take great pleasure in it. The slave is dreading the personal conversations Andy—now Master Andy---will be having with it when they are alone. And Lou? What will happen when he finds out? What will he do to the miserable slave?
"It will only be there temporarily until the end of the semester. Unfortunately, there are times when it will be called Justin—at school and in the office, mainly—but at home please feel free to call it whatever you want. And sure, take a strap to it if you feel the need—or even simply the desire to whip it for your own pleasure now that you know what it's become."
"Do I have access to its ass as well? I'd love to fuck the shit out of it."
"Certainly, Andy. And thank you for getting over your shock and adjusting accordingly. I'm pleased."
"Darryl, I'm pleased as well. We all benefit from the existence of a well-trained and well-disciplined slave. So many of them are nothing more than sub wannabe's, but just one look at the state of this slave's body is all I need to know about how it's been treated and how you have never hesitated to punish it as a means of modifying its behavior to teach it what it means to be a faggot lowlife cocksucking pissdrinking slave. A true slave. A complete slave. I will take delight in walking over it when I can.
"Be my guest, Andy. Slave, on your back, arms stretched out over your head!" 19 gets into position, dreading what is coming next. He's seen Andy in action with other slaves. This is going to hurt. A lot.
Andy raises a boot and kicks the slave in the balls several times until he hears it grunt. He drives his boot onto the slave's cock and then lifts his other leg to increase the pressure. Then one foot on the slave's gut which is already in agony because of the blows to its balls. Soon, Andy is standing on its chest and even raising one foot to slap it across the face with his boot. Finally, 19 can no longer hold back and begins to cry out, "Please, Master, please, mercy!" Andy laughs and spits on its face several times then rubs the spit into its face with his boot. "We'll see about mercy when I get you alone, slave. You know what I'm capable of. You've enjoyed watching me work over poor weak boys many times. You know what's coming for you, bitch!"
"Andy, perhaps this explains some of the past difficulties, especially with that sweet boy who was so mistreated and driven away last semester. It was never meant to be a Master. It has the inner core of a true slave. Only I could see that, and once I did, well my desire was to "ruin" its former life. So here it is crying out in pain under your boots and wearing your spit! I am pleased to see you so eager to crush your former friend under the weight of your superior management. You will be good for it. I'm happy to realize that even during the week it will never be able to deny what it has become. This is excellent!"
19 experiences every single word as a blow to its existence and even feels fear, knowing what Andy is capable of. It regrets that it never had an ounce of pity for Andy's playthings in their suffering. Now it will be on the receiving end of what used to make him laugh so many times.
The Professor has nothing but praise for Darryl. "Darryl, my hat is off to you. You are a talented and perceptive Master. When I look at this specimen which you've trained, I can hardly see any trace of the man it once was. You have obviously broken its spirit and taken charge of its body and its heart."
"and its behavior," adds Darryl. "And thank you for the affirmation, Professor. Coming from you, it means a lot to me."
"I always give praise where praise is due," responds Professor Keaton. "I'm looking forward to the day when you will bring it to one of my gatherings. But tell me, what are you going to do about that beautiful red hair?"
"To tell you the truth, I'm undecided. I was actually thinking of electrolysis to have it all removed, but I'm beginning to have second thoughts."
"If I may make a suggestion, I think a small russet bush above the cock, perhaps resembling the early growth on a teenager's body would be quite attractive and probably even more humiliating than a total elimination of all hair. Make it look like a thirteen-year-old. Treat it like a thirteen-year-old when necessary. Make sure it never ever has access to any sense of manhood again. Keep it crushed. Make it pay for all the scenarios it tried to play out pretending to be a Dom or a Master.
Andy claps his hands. "Brilliant suggestion, Professor. Darryl, please consider what he's saying. I'd love to have the opportunity to take that bush in hand and use it to lead the slave around my room when it's up serving me."
Finally, Austin speaks up. "I'm in awe of what you've done with the former phony Master. To think that last semester I was fucking the mouth of the slave it was claiming as its own, and now it too is the slave it was meant to be. I only wish that Brandon could see what's become of it."
"He will, Austin," replies Darryl. "I fully plan to take a trip down to Lipton after the semester ends to display it not only to Brandon but also to Brandon's friend Michael who, I believe, is living with Brandon now along with Brandon's friend Gary. I think the three fellows will chuckle to see what's developed up here."
More crushing humiliation. The thought of Brandon seeing it this way will shred any tiny trace of any pride it ever had before.
It's Master speaks. "On your feet, slave. Go finish preparing our luncheon and set the table. We'll be along shortly."
"Yes, Master," says 19, and as it walks away it sighs, actually a bit relieved now that the secret is getting out. It realizes that it truly is a slave and that its masochism has risen to the surface. Just the idea that its old friend Andy might take a strap to it had its cock perking up. The others must have noticed. It's really beginning to realize how much better it would be to be caged, but it doesn't dare make that suggestion to its Master. It knows well that Darryl believes the ultimate humiliation is having its cock displayed and yet totally useless as an organ of pleasure. And is what its cock has become. It dare not ever touch it, even in secret, because it is sure that the Master will see the guilt on its face if it ever slips up that way.
Meanwhile, the four men are continuing their own conversation about what it takes to help a slave settle into its identity. Of course, the Professor is the most experienced of them all, having owned his slave for a number of years. Andy says he wishes he could be there to see Brandon's face when he first realizes that the man who brutalized him is now a disciplined slave itself and he suggests that Darryl be sure to let Brandon enjoy watching 19 get whipped in his presence.
Darryl ushers his guests into the dining room. The totally degraded slave serves them all a delicious luncheon and the four of them continue their conversation ignoring the slave except to demand some particular service from it. Meal concluded, coffee served to them all, they finish up their time together. Austin is particularly eager to get back to dan to tell him the news of the transformation of a former Dom into a disciplined and humiliated slave who, he suggests, doesn't enjoy even a bit of the affection that his own slave has as a regular part of its life.
Once they get back to Professor Keaton's, Austin says his good-byes and summons the slave to put on a pair of gym shorts and make its way to the car. He orders it to drive home. Ordinarily, few of the slaves he knows ever have the opportunity to drive any longer, but he likes being chauffeured around by his buddy.
As soon as they leave the Professor's, Austin decides to tell dan what happened. "Remember that hooded slave you saw giving a blowjob to Andy last night? You'll never guess who it is."
dan starts laughing when Austin gives him the news. "Oh, man, I sure hope Brandon and his buddies get wind of what's been happening up here. And to think that Justin gave his housemate a blowjob for the first time!"
"And swallowed his piss. And Master Darryl has told Andy to take advantage of the new slave whenever it is at the house, and also to feel free to take a strap to it!"
"Wow. As you know, Sir, I know first-hand how demanding and demeaning Andy can be, and I only had a little taste of it. I'm sure 19 is in for a good hard time."
"Master Darryl says he'll only be staying at the house until the end of the semester, then Darryl will be moving the slave in with him, and, I assume, he'll be the one who determines what the slave will do after it graduates from the U."
"We only spoke briefly about that," answers Austin. "He has a few plans but nothing definite yet. He did say that he intends to take advantage of the education the slave has had and is looking into possibilities of it being employed by another Master in some capacity, or even of making the slave into his own executive assistant. Nothing definite yet. But enough of that now. Seeing that guy as a humbled slave got me turned on and I want time to use you before having you go to Morris' house for tutoring tonight. I think I'll let you take your own car there tonight. I've got homework of my own to get to before Monday morning."
"As you wish, Master. Please make good use of this slave before you send it off to do school work."
"you can count on it, boy. You know that. I may give you a good thrashing before you head out as well."
"Please, Master. Make me sore so I can remember I'm yours when I'm with Morris."
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4c Matty and Abe and other matters.
While Abe is in the shower after being fucked, Matty calls one of his friends to ask her if she would be willing to wax his slave's entire body.
"Wow," says Ingrid. "Phenomenal. All of it?"
"Yes. Front and back and those few hairs that are around its asshole."
"You want the whole body done in one session? That will take a couple hours and will be agonizingly painful."
"Ingrid, this is my slave. I'm not concerned about the pain. In fact, it will be fun hearing it scream during the process."
"When do you want to do this, Matty?"
"As soon as possible."
"How about 1 pm today? I'm really excited about this. I rarely ever get to torture a man this way. It will be fun for me as well, sadist that I am."
"Ingrid, I knew I could count on you. What should I do to prepare it, if anything?"
"A hot bath right before you come over here. And it's probably not a good idea to let it know what will be happening. it will know soon enough when it gets here. And if you have a heart, you might want to get it good and stoned before bringing it over here."
"Good idea. Okay, sweetie, see you at 1. It's going to be freakingly embarrassed to find out that a woman is going to be stripping all the hair off its naked body."
At noon, Matty orders the slave to take a bath in water as hot as it can stand. He sits on the side of the tub and keeps adding hotter water as the water cools.
"I have something very special planned for you this afternoon, boy. I'm having your body waxed by my friend Ingrid. When she's done with you, you're going to be looking like a ten year old boy."
"Waxed? I don't understand, Master."
"that's right. You have no experience of this. That's fine, sweetheart. You'll learn soon enough." And with that, Matty feeds the boy several edibles.
"I'm going to be flying like a jet through the air, Master."
"You'll thank me for it, boy."
"I thank you for everything, Matty, all the time, Master."
We won't go into all the dreadful details other than to say it only took about 90 minutes because Abe wasn't really very hairy. The most painful part for him was his asshole, especially since his Master used his own hands to spread his cheeks good and wide.
Abe wasn't really embarrassed to have a girl see the most intimate parts of his body. He figured that since this was what Matty wanted, this was simply the way it was going to be. And so he screamed several times and its Master would put his hand into the slave's mouth to stifle the screaming and to remind it that it was being waxed because its Master wanted it to happen.
On the way back to the house, abe was rather silent. "Still hurting, boy?" asked Matty. "No, Sir but feel a little weird over my hole—I mean Your hole, Master." Matty smiled, realized yet again that he owned this slave and that it was just what the slave needed to be content and at peace. He was also taking pleasure in knowing just how much he was going to get out of his little slaveboy when he got it home.
Once home he had the slave throw two old sheets on top of the bed and to lie there on its back. He went and got his crop and a bottle of lotion. "Hands behind the head so I can see those nice bare armpits, slave." abe smiled up at him and did what it had been told. Abe took his crop and hit each of the armpits good and hard. abe cried out but didn't move its hands and this pleased Matty. But then he poured some of the lotion over his hand and used it to oil up the slave's pits where they'd just been hit and it burned a bit. This was a special mixture; one of its ingredients was ginger oil, so it was guaranteed to sting. abe began breathing more heavily. Matty moved down to the slave's pubic area and did the same: whip it with the crop then oil it with the lotion. abe began to groan.
"I'm just claiming these nice smooth areas for myself, slave, so of course it's going to hurt you some. After all, you want to be a painslave. I'm just getting you started again."
"thank you, Master," the slave whispered through its clenched teeth. It began to cry when Matty spread the lotion on the slave's balls and even while it was crying its Master ordered it to turn over and present its asshole. It got whipped with the crop as well, but Matty didn't put any oil on it because he intended to fuck his faggot's ass. Drying off his hand, he switched to lube and worked it into the slave's hole, exploring with his fingers and opening it up nicely. "Please, Matty, please fuck your slave good," pleaded abe in a voice still breaking with the tears it was shedding. "Raise it up to me!" Matty commanded, and got on the bed kneeling between the slave's legs and the slave raised its asshole until Matty held it steady. Then, lubing himself liberally as well, he put his cockhead to the slave's hole and then rammed it in as if he were raping the boy and abe raised its ass a little higher to that Matty could get as deep as possible into it. "Oh man, oh fuck, oh shit, man, rape this slut and write your name inside it. Yeah, Matty, own your slave. Holy crap, yet!" and abe cheered on his man, letting Matty know how much he was enjoying this so that Matty would never hesitate to take the slave this way when he wanted.
But the slave's pleasure would soon end for a while. Before he finished, Matty withdrew, picked up a dildo about the same size as he was, and covered it with the other oil and shoved it in a little more slowly than he shoved himself in and at first the slave moaned like a slut, but gradually the sting became noticeable and a different reaction set in. "On the floor!" he commanded the slave and he walked into the bathroom to wash off his dick, then went back to sit on the side of the bed. "Up here, slave. Suck my cock. Choke yourself on it." And the slave began taking care of its Master's cock from the tip all the way down to the root and back up again, then down far enough to his the gag spot and he played around there, knowing the gags pleased Matty, and then finally he plunged all the way down and held himself there for as long as he could before bouncing up off the cock and choking up gunk. "Again," its Master commanded, and it obeyed the command. This time the Master took his hand and held the slave's head tightly when it was all the way down until it almost passed out for lack of air until the Master let it pop up and off his cock. Now its tears were mixed with the choking and the gunk and Matty took his hand and spread it all over the slave's face. He likes seeing it messed up that way.
"You're such a fucking slave and your face is covered in what you cry out or cough up, and I love the sight of you like this," he says.
"Why?" asks abe. "Because I can make you look like this any time I want. Because I know you will obey me more than any other slave ever could. Because no one else is ever going to see you this degraded. Only me. I own you now, baby. Now give me a nice blow job. Don't gag. Nice and slow for as long as I can hold off." And abe starts sucking its Master's cock the way he wants it done.
Matty likes to talk hot while abe is sucking his cock because it turns his slave on, especially when he talks tough about the way he's going to treat his slave. Of course, he'd probably rarely do anything he talks about, but it really sets a good mood, especially when abe is sucking his cock or his feet. "I want all our friends to know what you are now. Not just boyfriends. Much more than that. And totally unequal. I want them to see you naked with marks from a thrashing showing on your body. I want them to watch you drink my piss. I'm sure that man who was holding you for me took the time to train you for that. And if not, it doesn't matter. Because you're going to begin tonight. After you swallow my cum. And I don't care if you've never done it before. I don't even want to know."
abe loves it that Matty talks to it this way and he understands how important it is to Matty to feel that he is the one to break it in for everything, as if it's a brand new slave, so it never discloses anything that happened with its first Master. All is forgotten. This is a new beginning. Let Matty claim him piece by piece the way Matty wants to. For abe, his submission to Matty is an act of love.
When Matty cums, it is with extra force and the slave almost chokes on what gets stuck in its throat. "Hold that mouth still now, slave. Take what's coming like the slut you are."
Soon enough, it begins and abe gets a little scared but doesn't dare open his mouth, but for the first time, begins to swallow the piss coming out of its Master's body, trying not to seem too eager to gulp it down, but nonetheless happy that Matty wants to use him that way. It makes the inequality even greater than its been. In his mind, abe is being pushed down into the mud by Matty's boot. The slave has been conquered.
But he has to wonder: is all this mainly because it is Matty who is subjugating him? Is he really this low a slaveboy? What if it were someone else? Someone who had purchased him off a slave fair manager. Would he still be so submissive? Well, he thinks, he was for Kelton. Hmmmm. Yes, he probably really is a slave. But he just hopes and prays that Matty will always be his Master.
END OF CHAPTER 4
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