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YOU KNOW HE'S SUB, DON'T YOU? - PART 100
Second book : YOU BELONG TO JOBAL PART 47 - Jake's friend
Po nodded at me, "Tell him how you feel yeah? Tell him. Say what you think. Don't pretend like you can't speak. Go on. Tell him. Go on!"
I still didn't understand.
"TELL HIM!"
And I started to whimper cause I didn't know what he wanted from me at all. It was hopeless. I was so confused. I just waited and sort of made these stupid noises cause I didn't know what he meant. Whimpering noises. What did I think? I didn't know what to think did I? How could I?
Jake was adamant, "You two seem to have chosen cruelty, brutality and humiliation as a lifestyle ..." He glanced at me and moaned, "Look at him Po! He is my friend isn't he? Now look at him! He's an animal. Look at what you and your brother's done to him! He's totally fucked up. We were supposed to be his friends. Friends look out for friends - that's how it is!" He turned to me, "I thought you liked us! We liked you ..." "
Po just shrugged and took out his phone, like he had better things to look at.
I don't know how it happened but I suddenly found my voice, I suppose, cause of all of a sudden I was talking - and it sounded strange cause I hadn't even really been talking to Po for ages; all I did was lick his balls, or lick his hole - which he liked - or whatever, and just like make this noise what he liked, like a dog or something. Cause I literally was his dog now, wasn't I? Course I did say something to men if they asked me but only like, 'Yeah fuck me Sir!' or something, cause that's all they wanted to hear.
So yeah.
But now I found my voice again, just like Po told me to - cause he HAD told me to, so I did, and I was talking, like, "Yes Sir!" I said, and I had this hard on which was kind of embarrassing but I was like, yeah, so what? So I said, "yeah, we was friends, but Po owns me now and he looks out for me. He loves me and I love him! Sir."
Po looked down at his phone but sort of smiled. I knew he was proud of me.
But Jake looked at me with like this pity or something and said, "Have you been brainwashed?"
"No Sir! Po owns me! He owns me now! He really does. Look at me. Because I want to be owned! I always did! And. And. And. And, as well ... Like; YOU never looked out for me! I was your fag and you just took advantage of me! Sir."
Jake didn't take offence though. He just said, "Sir, Sir ... Please Sir! You HAVE been brainwashed! What the fuck! He's the one taking advantage, him and Jobal's crew," he pointed at Po, "they're using you worse than their fag. What have they done to you? You're covered in what the fuck are these, these scars?! It looks like ... like, I don't know what the fuck it is. Fuck knows what you've done! It's fucking crazy shit man!"
"I think he's beautiful," said Po without looking up.
Jake paused, but then carried on like Po hadn't spoken, "You're just this sex slave they use and rent out and ... abuse and hurt; you're worse off than an animal. We was your friends! Don't you know what friendship is?"
"No," I said, "Sorry, no Sir, I do not know what it is. It sounds like ... like bollocks! Sir!"
"The dog's bollocks," said Jake. "We were looking after you! We cared about you, cause you're a mate, aren't you? You're one of our mates; one of the gang! That's a mate, isn't it? And you're a mate."
"Am I? Am I Sir? You treated me like I was an idiot. You talk down to me. You thought I'm a fool. But I'm not a fool Sir." Jake looked sad and shook his head. "I'm more intelligent than you are Sir," I said, "You're the idiots. But look at Jobal's people: they know what they're doing and he DOES protect me, Sir, he really does protect me. They really do Sir!"
"Protect you from what? You weren't in any fucking danger you idiot, APART FROM THEM!" - Po grinned but didn't look up. And I was so hard - "THEY MADE IT ALL UP! The only danger you was in was from them! Jobal's the danger and you gave yourself up to him on a fucking plate!"
"That's not true Sir! Po loves me! He loves me. He wanted to protect me but this was the ONLY way Sir! Can't you see that? Sir. Sorry Sir."
I suddenly realised the sound of my voice was becoming disrespectful and I was sorry and then I thought, 'What if I'm punished?' Cause I didn't want to be punished did I?
Po looked up from his phone and at me, a bit sternly, but he didn't say anything. He just watched, and his face was sort of expressionless, but also sort of approving. I knew then I was saying the right thing. I think he was proud of me. I knew he would fuck me later, or something, if I waited. I had to wait but he always did. Because he loved fucking me. And we loved fucking!
Jake was like he didn't see any of this. He was fixated on his whatever it was, this argument or something and trying to be reasonable, like, I don't know what the hell he hoped to achieve? Like I'd say, All right then? And then what? And then where would we be? It was hopeless.
"Po wanted you all right! Because ... you're ... you're lovely, aren't you? you're compliant and thoughtful and obedient and, for fucks sake, incredibly easy to train. You need protection, but you love it, being told what to do. I mean you always do whatever anybody tells you to ... you always did ..." He sighed and stretched his leg a bit, like to adjust it cause it was uncomfortable. "... I admit, perhaps we took advantage of you. Cause it was almost fucking impossible not to wasn't it? Only John could resist cause he's one hundred and one percent straight and he didn't want to even get involved with all that but even he was involved cause we all were and even he took advantage of you and told you to do shit, so, like we was all was responsible; so was I. Me included, yeah? I admit it. Ok? So yeah, we all did. But it's not easy to do the right thing like always, and the rest, ok, the rest of us couldn't resist. Yeah, sorry, but you were too easy ... but we always looked out for you, didn't we?"
He looked at me.
He put his hand out and let me lick his hand. He poked his fingers through the cage and stroked my hair. He smiled. "Didn't we?"
I liked him touching me. I knew he'd like to touch my hole and fuck me. Po didn't know that, but I did and I got hard all over again cause I knew what he secretly wanted, didn't I? But all he did was stroke my hair. That's all he could do. He didn't want me to be his dog. He wanted me to be his girlfriend. He looked at Po. "Can't he get out?"
Po looked startled. I think he was miles away or something. "What?"
"Let him out? Let him out of this stupid cage?"
"It isn't locked," Po said. "But he lives there. That's his. Don't spoil it for him."
"That is so fucking twisted," said Jake - like that was all that was twisted, haha.
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END OF YOU KNOW HE'S SUB, DON'T YOU? - PART 100