So, while the Master was getting a blow job from Xander and, in His way of thinking, awakening the boy's inner lusts and desires, and Jonathan and Michael were expressing their ‘inner desires and lusts ‘ by getting sweaty and tangled up in the throes of male on male sex and romance, Joshua was
getting nailed by Tommy.
“Yea baby boy, take my dick,” Tommy was saying as he pounded his 19 y/o, 7 inch dick into his green eyed boyfriend, and now, fellow slave. Joshua was on his back, legs holding onto the top boy's waste tightly, and moaning in pure pleasure.
“Yes, my daddy, fuck me hard. I love it so much!”
And Tommy obliges his lover and pummels his hole harder, and Joshua just lets himself be fucked. He loves it. It feels so natural to him, being on his back, legs spread, and being penetrated by a guy. How can being gay be a sin? He wonders. It feels to good, and to be considered a sinner was stupid! His was born a faggot, and as such, his birthright was on his back taking cock. End of discussion.
But the discussion going on between the two boys is still taking place .
“You're so fucking tight baby boy. Your ass feels amazing!” Tommy says as he buries his young dick into the boy below him. And Joshua's hole opens up more as it takes its best friend.
“Mmm,” moans the smaller boy, “Your dick is so big Tommy. It feels so good.” Occasionally, Tommy's aim hits that place inside Joshua known as the ‘gay g- spot’ and he sees stars. Neither boy has the experience or knowledge of that special place inside all men yet, not surprising actually since most men have no clue it exists, and they've only been fucking for a couple months, losing their virginity together. All they do know is that older men complain about it, apparently about going to the bathroom all the time. Plenty of TV ads about that, none about rocking your boyfriend during anal sex ever gets mentioned.
“Ohh fuck Tommy this cage is making me feel so good. All I can think of is your dick inside my ass!” ,Joshua screams at the top of his lungs and he's starting to feel the start of an orgasm build up in him. But. Unfortunately, Tommy doesn't have the stamina to give the boy a proper fucking to achieve a handsfree orgasm.
“I'm cumming,”, Tommy screams and he fills his boyfriend with his cum, and pulls out, flopping onto his back panting. And Joshua learns a valuable lesson as a sub. He now understands something he read once, that its not about his pleasure, but the man's, and he feels proud of himself, although he also has a small amount of frustration gnawing at him because, damn it!, I wanted to cum too, he shouts in his head. However, he's satisfied in another way, in the way a submissive feels satisfaction serving its Dom. Without knowing, Joshua was being trained by the Master and He was using his own boyfriend to do it. The two slave lovers fall asleep in each other's arms, cum still seeping from Joshua's ass.
Xander is dreaming of his warm bed and his girlfriend, so he snuggles under the bed sheets and rolls over to cuddle with her next to him. But, the bed is empty and he opens his eyes to look for her, wondering where she was. Then his eyes lands on a man sitting on the side of the bed in a robe, and hears, “Good morning boy.”, and memories flood back into his brain, memories he tried to forget in his sleep. And he realizes the nightmare of yesterday wasn't a bad dream, and it's not over either.
“Moring,”, he says, feeling ashamed of what happened last night, “I need to pee!” He says. The Master points towards the bathroom, and as the boy runs for the doorway, He says, “You'll have to sit now with that cage on you, slave.”
And Xander stops short as he hears that, and his hands ball up into fist as he looks down and walks what feels like the proverbial ‘walk of shame’ as the phrase goes but, until just this moment, he never understood. Sit! Sit to take a piss like a girl? Damn! That's…that's so fucking wrong!
And just as he enters the bathroom, he looks at the Master and the man is smiling at the boy. What an asshole!, the boy thinks as he resigns himself to the humiliation of having to sit and pee like a girl, or worse, a little boy being potty trained.
“Master, I have to be downstairs to relock the new slave in 30 minutes Sir, so, I will need to bathe you quickly, Sir.”, Jonathan says to Him, knowing he's playing with fire here. Generally, the boy who slept with the Master has shower duty, but Xander isn't trained yet.
“You take care of the new boys downstairs, Michael can show Xander how to bathe me, and teach him another lesson about his new life this morning.”, He states simply. And Michael, hearing this, smiles to himself. He actually likes bathing the man, simply because he usually got to swallow His load doing it. Sadly, for Michael, this morning, that honor was being bestowed on Xander. The Master had every intention of having the boy feel His dick as much as possible today. Training a new slave was such hard work, after all. Like really, getting 3 or 4 blowjobs a day was so tiring, especially when training a new slave. But, someone has to do it, and the Master figured He should be willing to suffer through this for welfare of His household.
Jonathan nods, looks at Michael, winks at him, and walks off. Michael steps into the Master's bedroom, and says,”Good morning Sir. I hope you slept well.”
“I did. And you boy, did you enjoy last night?”
“Umm, no complaints, Master.” Micheal says, trying to act nonchalantly.
“Well, I hope you and Jonathan finally figured out your feelings for each other, slave. Your behavior was starting to cause disruptions in my home, and caused you to feel the cane.” The Master said as He walked into the bathroom, and grabbing an exiting Xander and pulling him back in.
“You knew?” Michaels asks in utter surprise.
“Michael, boy, you can't hide things from me, so stop trying. Now, you are going to show Xander how he will perform his duty of bathing me.” He says as He disrobes and stands there.
Michael, awed over the situation between him and Jonathan being so obvious almost forgets his place, and the Master was about to say something, but! Unwisely, Xander says, “Bathing you? What the fuck! Are you too good to wash yourself too?”
And the Master is about to say something, except Michael beats Him, “Be smart kid! And just keep your mouth shut and do as your told, or you'll regret it, trust me! Now, start the shower, and listen up….”
Downstairs, Jonathan starts rousing the boys still in bed, telling them to get a move on. He then walks to the room and unlocks the door, opens it up, and says, loudly,”Good morning slaves! Rise and shine bitches.” And the two boys start whining, saying something like, “come on mom, just a little longer,” and Jonathan just gets louder, “Slaves! Out of bed now faggots!”
And both boys jump, feeling like new recruits in boot camp. Funny if one were to ask Tommy and an actual new recruit about who had it better, both would argue the other had it better. A recruit would say at least you got several more hours more to sleep and didn't have spend the day doing grueling marches and stuff. Tommy would say at least you chose to be there and didn't have a metal cage on your dick. But in honesty, Joshua would have chosen this, and now that he has Tommy here, it was heaven. Tommy though, wasn't so sure it was heaven, it felt more like hell to him. Funny thing, the recruits would understand that sentiment.
Then Jonathan holds up the cage, and says,”Go piss and clean your crotch before I put this on.” No one had to tell Joshua he now has to sit to relieve himself, his faggot intuition already had that well in hand. Tommy just groaned and thought to himself, yippee!
Upstairs, there's another young man, and he's thinking he should have talked to that marine recruiter more seriously, because crawling through mud and eating insects, or whatever they feed those guys, had to be better than washing some dude's ass! And to make it worse, Michael kept gibbering about the final act of the bathing, sucking the man's dick, and, ugh, he's already tried that thank you! And damn it! Why is his pecker fighting the cage again? I'm not a fag! He screams in his head.
And as he washes the Master's legs, that…that dick just keeps flopping in his face, as if to say, ‘Good Morning! How you doing babe?’, and he just wants to pretend it's not there. However, the ache in his on loins make that impossible.
“You're doing good Xander,”, Michael says, “Now soap His balls and dick, and wash them really good. And rinse them off.”
Xander closes his eyes, and starts washing that particular area, and he feels the man's penis start engorging itself with blood in anticipation of what follows being washed, and this causes the boy to moan and he opens his eyes, and looks up the man that he was calling Daddy last night, and he feels his penis twitch. Ouch! Then, he hears, as the man's penis is rinsed of soap, “Now Xander, take it in your mouth!”, the Master says.
Xander feels empty again, Michael feels jealous, and the Master feels like a king, and as the saying goes, ‘It’s good to be the king”!
“Show him how Michael,”, Michael hears, “He can use your expertise.”
Well that just makes Xander feel indignant, and he thinks, ‘fine! You want your cock sucked bitch, I'll suck it and show you!” And he tries to impale his throat on the man's cock and gags hard. Michael giggles, and says, “Slow down Xander, go slow and easy. That's a big dick boy!” And he starts guiding him on how to open his throat and take their Master's cock. Yes, the Master thinks, it is, indeed, good to be king!
The boys are all in the kitchen listening to Alex's tale of his tail end being ravished by the two guards while ‘you losers weren't getting diddly’ as they ate breakfast. And of course, Joshua, wanting to feel part of something, tells them about him and Tommy. And this starts a whole new conversation on the unfairness of them being allowed to fuck on their first night. And the veteran slaves are feeling jealous over this, and Jonathan is getting ready to start bumping heads, when, to everyone's surpise, the Master enters their dining area, tells Jonathan to meet him in his study after breakfast, and bring with him the 3 new slaves, along Joey and Billy too. Jonathan replies yes Sir as Micheal and Xander seat themselves at the table, and start getting their breakfast.
Immediately, all eyes turn to Xander, and he says, “What?,” as he blushes. Michael laughs and says, “He called the Master Daddy this morning while sucking his cock,” and laughs. Xander is beside himself in humiliation and is about ready to hit Michael when Joshua blurts, “Now we both have a Daddy Xandie!”
This causes everyone to laugh loudly, and Tommy blushes as he looks at Xander, but Xander wishes he was invisible. This can not get any worse. He, thought, and just tries to laugh and mumbles something incoherently as he stuffs some fruit in his mouth.
Luckily, no one says anything about him being called Xandie. Seems they understand that is only for the brothers. This causes some relief in Xander.
As they finish dinner, Jonathan pulls them aside, and says, “Except for His bedroom, we only call Him Master or Sir. Any other name you may like using stays upstairs, ok?”
Xander nods, and feels some gratitude. He can sense his brother's excitement about things, “And Joshua, you will not call Tommy daddy except downstairs. Upstairs, we call each other by our names only. And no Xandie stuff either!”
“Now hold on,” Xander says, “I don't care if he…”, and he's interrupted by Jonathan.
“I know you don't, but do you want every boy here calling you Xandie, and the guards? And they'll do it cruelly. Trust me. Just keep it downstairs in the rec room for now, ok?”
“okay,” both brothers say.
As the Master reads an email, the boys enter his study and all 7 kneel into position. This email is from His Florida agents stating they have the requested item in stock now, and will be leaving from their backyard dock shortly and will be passing through the inlet in a couple of hours, and will meet the plane as scheduled, He looks up, and feels pride in His accomplishments. How many men in this world have such beautiful boys as he has, and has them as property at that! Yes, I own these boys. And I couldn't be happier with my property and life.
“You new boys, there's two more little things that have to be done be to make you boys fit in fully. First off, all my boys are tagged. It's a simple injection of an RF chip, as well as a GPS location chip that keeps track of your location anywhere in the world. The second is, having all of your hair removed from your neck down. Although Joshua seems to be ahead of you two others on that.” And Joshua just beams! He keeps himself smooth. Tommy appreciated it, and Joshua actually like shaving himself while soaking in a tub. It was a time of zen for him. Xander and Tommy though, well, this was the last straw.
And both said, ‘Umm..no one's shaving me,’ or something like that and the Master, expecting this, grabbed a viscious looking wooden paddle with holes drilled in it, slapped his hand, and looked at Xander, “Remember who suffers for your rebellious attitude, Alexander!” And Xander just glares at him, Tommy looks at Xander, and says,”What does he mean Xander?”
“Shut up Tommy!” He says with deep venom. Them to the Master, “And you'd do it too, huh? You'd beat him again like yesterday just to get your way?”
“I always get what I want, I told you that last night, slave.” The Master says.
“Fine. We'll do it. But only to protect him, not because you say so!” The Master walks to Xander and slaps his face, and say, “Respect, boy!”
Xander's hand reflexively goes to his cheek, and he looks down, “Sir.”
“What? Not Daddy, slave?” And Xander just feels his life sinking into the abyss. And he's about to say something he'd probably regret, but before he can, “And you Tommy! You will submit to being shaved, or you'll never share a bed with Joshua again, understood slave?”
Joshua looks at Tommy with fear, and Tommy is now put in a place most guys fear being forced into, having to decide between something he cherishes and is proud of, his thick, manly body hair…or…the person he loves. For most men this choice is just as hard, do I love her or my favorite, old chair more. Not much difference, except, well, in Tommy's case, there's a crazy ass dude holding a paddle, that has locked his cock in a metal cage, place a locked collar on him, had him abducted, and also abducted the boy he loves. Damn! And most teens think they have it bad. He just nods, completely dumbfounded.
“Good. I never doubted you boys.” The Master says, but now even Joshua is feeling angry at this point, and he's about to say something, but again, the Master just bellows, “All of you downstairs, Jonathan, handle it, but be back in 20 minutes. Let Michael supervise. We have things to discuss.” Then He walks out of his study to get His breakfast.
About 18 minutes later, Jonathan enters the Masters private dining room, where He's finishing up a simple breakfast, and says, “When you're ready Master, I'll be waiting outside the doors.”
“No need Jonathan. First thing, we have a new acquisition arriving in about 14 hours. To replace Tommy in the hunt. And we need to find a place for Tommy.”
“Sir, it would make it easier if I knew who you were going to sell.”
“I know that Andrew is going to the farm. He has been slacking too much, and being a pest to the security men. The boy is a sex fend, and he'll be their new cumdump.” Jonathan laughs, and says, “Understood. Besides, the security men really do prefer Alex. They enjoy him quite well, I believe.”
“Yes. Larry, Frank, and Mathew will be leaving us. They're good choices for a high end brothel, and each one came here willing, and will thrive as boy whores in a brothel. They'll have some more freedom, Jamal lets his high end whores go on shopping trips. And they're of no interest to me, although each is still quite lovely and are still young. As for the forth, your predecessor, he's going to a pump and dump hell hole. He'll be chained to a bed, and worked until he's unsellable even to those kind of clients. After that, who knows, or cares. He deserves this for what he did.” The Master said with an anger that made the alpha slave's blood run cold.
“I know Sir. Jason is recovering, yes?” Jonathan asks his Master.
“I'll inform you all tonight after dinner. Speaking of, dinner will be an hour early, and, we'll eat as a group.” He says to the boy, and for some reason, jonathan feels that it's not good news.
“And, tomorrow, our guest downstairs need to be cleaned, and locked in chastity. And now, how are the new slaves?”
“They're,” and he laughs, “Learning what it means to be your property Sir. I must admit, you're really getting to Xander. He's acting like a frustrated lover that wants to choke his partner. Hating you one minute, then day-dreaming of you when Michael says something, anything, about your manhood.”
“He's getting to know it well.” The Master says and he'll service it before lunch, He thinks to Himself. “For now, have Joey take on Tommy after the cleaning downstairs, and I'll take Xander here. The second floor is losing two boys, and Tommy and Joshua can replace them.”
“I was concerned you were going to sell Billy and Joey Sir. I'm glad you're not. I know it's not my place, however, Frank and Mathew have been slacking, Joey has been doing his best to cover for them.”
“I'm aware. And Andrew is the lead on that floor. After the new boys are trained, you'll be training Joey to take over as the floor lead. I think he's earned it. Just for now, no one needs to know anything.” The Master states.
“Joey brought it up last night during dinner, Sir, and it caused some discussion. I told them I have no idea who's going except my predecessor. I probably shouldn't have said that.” Jonathan said, fearing his Master's ire.
“That's fine, but no new information. Now go check on the boys, and get them started in their training!”
“Yes Master!” And he immediately runs off, thankful he wasn't in trouble for telling everyone the old alpha was being sent away permanently. He'll have to remember to keep things more under the belt, as the old saying went.
Several minutes later, Jonathan brings a smooth bodied Xander into the living room where the Master is relaxing, and both boys drop to their knees, and look down. Jonathan says, “I present to you the slave Xander, for your inspection.”
“You're dismissed Jonathan. Take your shadow and check on the prey downstairs. Check back in on me in an hour. You, Xander, come!”
“Yes Sir,” Jonathan says, looks at Xander, gives him a reassuring smile, then gets up and leaves. The Master walks to His study, Xander following Him, wondering what now. And foolishly asks, “Where's my brother, Sir?”
“My other two new slaves are busy learning their duties in this house boy. And from this point on, if I think you need to know what's going on with any of my slaves, I'll inform you. Otherwise, just focus on your duties.”
“And what exactly are my duties, Master?”
The Master looks at him, and says, “My. So formal this morning. Although I do appreciate your adhering to proper etiquette boy. As for your duties, they are whatever I tell you to do. Now, kneel right there!” He points to spot by the sofa, and then quickly steps behind the boy, grabs his hands, and cuffs them behind his back. Then picking up a ring gag, He shows it to Xander and says, “This is a ring gag. It holds your mouth open, and makes it easier for a man to use your mouth, and for training a slave's throat for oral sex, it's an exceptional aid. Your duty for this morning is getting some throat training slave. It's time you learn to really service me properly. No more kid gloves Xander.”
Xander is absolutely horrified. This can't be happening. Fuck! This man can definitely make things worse, and I need to stop asking myself how they can get worse, because, damn! All this is running through his mind as the Master starts tweaking his nipples, and his brain freezes, thinking, ohh shit. Then…
“Open your mouth Xander, so I can put this in.” Xander just clamps his lips, and next thing he knows, he's screaming as his left nipple feels like it's being ripped off. And then before he can even respond, the Master forces the ring gag into his mouth. And the Master grabs him, and puts him in front of a mirror hanging at the wet bar so he can see his mouth gaped open by a large, black o-ring type object that's preventing him from closing his mouth. And, ugh!, he's drooling from it. So damn humiliating, especially when the Master takes a finger, starts collecting the drool and wipes it back into his mouth. Gross!
Then he's forced back into his knees, and feels his hair grabbed, and his head pulled back, and the Master says, “I wasn't planning on this today, but your attitude after being told you were getting shaved irked me boy. Therefor, your pittance you will be feeling my cock inside your throat in a couple minutes in a hard and rough face fuck!”
Xander is crying, trying to apologize, and he's scared to death. Like, this is the worst fear he's felt since waking up in the cage yesterday morning. He's petrified with fear.
“What? I don't understand you slave? Are you trying to tell me something boy?” And Xander nods, eyes wide, and they get wider as he sees the Master starting to unzip His pants
“Too bad you can't talk, huh boy?! You will learn to be respectful, you will learn your place. And you will learn that you're not ever say no to me! Is that understood, Alexander?” He yells harshly and the boy is struggling to say yes, to apologize, but the only thing coming from his mouth are incoherent sounds and copious amounts of drool. And he feels like he's going to throw up.
The Master looks at the boy, and sees the fear in him, and is pleased His tactic is working. He can't really seriously face fuck the boy. He just ate about 75 minutes ago, he'd puke all over the place. That's not fun. His aim here was to instill fear, then appear to have a ‘change of heart’. It's a simple tactic, and with Xander, it'll work, and he'll gladly give the Master a blow job again, and be earnest in giving Him some pleasure while taking the directions he'll given to heart, and apply them for the Master's pleasure. So, He walks to the boy with his fly open, smirking, reaches up and the boy flinches, closing his eyes, and then he feels the gag removed. And looks at the Master, who then takes a small cloth, and wipes off the slave’s face, then zips up his pants and walks to the sofa and sits, and points to the floor next to him. Xander struggles to get up, he's still cuffed after all, and does as instructed.
“Turn around.” Obeying, he feels the cuffs removed.
“I hope you learned something from this slave. Now, under the cabinet, on the left at the wet bar, you'll find some cleaning supplies. You'll clean my study. The furniture, shelves, tables. Everything, and I mean everything, except my desk. You have one hour Xander, or that paddle and your ass will become very well acquainted.” Then He gets up and walks away, leaving a trembling, perolexed Xander, who immediately gets up and runs to the cabinet. He'll gladly clean the man's office, it's better than the alternative of being raped in his mouth.
Forty minutes later, Xander hears people entering the study as he's finishing up the glasses in the sink from the previous night. He had considered fixing himself a drink of that disgusting whiskey he was given last night, but figured the Master would know if he got into it.
“Well done boy.” He hears the Master say, and he actually feels proud hearing the praise
“Thank you Sir.”
“Now, come here, and kneel after you're finished with what you're doing, kneel in front of Jonathan, facing him.” The Master says.
A minute later, Xander kneels as instructed and the Master gets behind him, and kneels down, wrapping His arms around the boy, and says,”You're going to watch Michael suck Jonathan’s dick.” Xander isn't too sure about this, but feeling the Master's hands rubbing his chest and stomach, sliding across his flesh directly above his penis, his bare skin that once was covered in his former bush, sending chills through his body and making his brain go into overdrive again with dueling thoughts of yes and no.
“Now, Jonathan, stand up, in front of Xander, and you, Xander, slowly pull down his jockys” Jonathan complies without comment, and Xander's hands, trembling, start to reach up. However, the Master has another dominating move in mind and gently takes the boy's right hand into His, and guides it to land over Jonathan's semi hard dick. Both boys gasp. Jonathan welcomes the new boy's touch, Xander surprised at the size of the alpha boy's dick. And Michael is simply feeling antsy. He has already missed out once today on getting some dick in his mouth! Xander is feeling the dick under the black jockys grow in size as the alpha slave's cock grows to its full 10.5 inches in length and swells to over 3 and half inches in girth. Thinner than the Master's, but a full 1.5 inches longer, and Xander is mesmerized by it. Fuck me, it's huge, he thinks. He's happy he doesn't have to suck it. Yet, he suddenly becomes aware of the Master's growing shaft he feels on his back.
Then Master says, “Pull his jockys down Xander!” Xander complies, he's on autopilot at this point. His brain is having a battle between two parts. The one thinking that maybe we'll like this, lets give it a try, not like we haven't already been there and done it a few times, and the other part screaming, ‘It's a trap!’ Which it is. Sex is a trap for us all. Once we experience it, we're addicted immediately. No drug can compare really, and even same-sex sex is addicting to young ‘straight’ boys, especially young ‘straight’ boys being manipulated and dominated by an experienced Dom such as the Master. An hour ago He was threatening to rape the boy's mouth, and now He's holding him in a loving, sexual way while whispering in his ear.
“Look at the big, hot dick Xander. So big and beautiful. Now, watch Michael do what he's been taught to do, and what you're going to be taught to do starting right now.” The Master looks at Michael and smiles, nodding His permission for Michael to do what he's waiting so patiently for. And to the words, “Ohh god”, slipping from Xander as he feels fingertips gently stroking his skin right above the ring of the chastity cage locking him up.
Michael, never one to waste time when it comes to sex, just takes Jonathan's tool in his hands and starts licking his new favorite cock on earth.
“See how he licks the head, Xander, and runs his tongue over the glans. How he licks the hole and he looks up at Jonathan, looking for approval and signs that he's making him feel good. Watch as he starts taking the boy's penis into his mouth and twist his lips around it, getting wet and slick enough to go deeper into his mouth.” Xander, watching the show, feeling the Master's hands massaging his freshly shaved body, the new sensations causing a sensory overload of new pleasures, is completely falling under the Master's spell. The man's words, his voice, his warm, moist breath on his neck and ears, the moans of Jonathan and sounds of the slurping and joyful noises escaping Michael's mouth, all of these are drawing the boy into a new world of sexual awakening.
And Michael, being the intelligent boy that he can be, is also listening to the Master and doing exactly what the man is saying to Xander. He's following the Master's words as if they're being said to him, and this also pleases the Master. So, for several minutes, all that can be heard are the 3 boys slowly moaning. Xander moaning from the Master's hands rubbing his newly denuded body, Jonathan moaning from getting his dicked suck, and not only that, having it done in such a humiliating and dominant method. Michael's moaning, well, because he's simply a cock sucking slut and loves that he's finally getting some dick!
“Watch as Michael takes the dick down his throat Xander, watch that big dick disappear completely.” The Master says, and Michael does just that, and impales himself orally on the alpha's dick, burying his face in Jonathan's crotch and starts deep throating the almost 20 y/o boy's massive cock, every inch in his throat.
Micheal looks up as he keeps impaling his throat, his eyes locking with Jonathan's, and Jonathan understanding the message and the plea Michael is saying with his eyes, reaches over and grabs a handful of Michael's hair, and starts to slowly fuckthe boy's throat.
“See Xander? See how Michael surrenders his mouth and throat to the dick and allows himself to submit to its needs? Now watch Jonathan take control and use the boy's throat.” He says. And take control Jonathan does after looking at his owner and seeing a barely noticeable nod.
“That's it boy, take my cock like a good slut. Yeah boy. That's it. All of it down your throat slave. Show Xander how a good boy services a big dick. Come on straight boy, deep throat my cock, you slut.” And Michael just relaxes his throat more, opening himself to being fucked in it like he's been trained to do. No gag reflex, that was viciously removed months ago, and now he can take a dick up to 12 inches without any issues.
Xander is lost in a place he never knew existed. Lust for dick, lust for being used, and a growing, deep lust for the Master to dominate him. The part of his brain trying to fight against all this is losing because the boy's penis is aching and telling his mind that this is perfectly okay if it means it gets to shoot a load. Of course, his locked penis and brain have ignored one small fact, Michael's penis is locked and not being given a second thought, which doesn't seem to bother Michael at all. It is like his dick is unimportant, and it is absolutely unimportant as far as the Master was concerned. A slave has no right to use the penis it was born with unless He grants the slave the privilege of using its OWNED penis. Owned not by the slave, but the Master. He owned every single cock of every single slave, He owned their right to cum, hence the chastity cages they wore permanently.
The Master sees precum dripping from Xander's penis, and rubs His to get it, and places it in the boy's mouth. Xander, unconsciously, starts sucking on the Master's finger, so He adds a second. Working His fingers like He's fucking the boy's mouth, Xander softly moans, and the Master smiles, pleased with how this scene is working as He hoped. His thoughts are interfered with when Jonathan speaks in a horse voice, “Master, may your humble slave cum, please Sir? I'm having a hard time holding back, Sir.” The Master can hear the struggle in Jonathan's voice. And He uses this to expand on Xander's training.
“See how Jonathan asked for permission Xander?”
“Yes Master.” The boy replies softly, with wonton lust and desire in his husky voice.
“A slave must always ask for permission to cum Xander. If he doesn't, he'll suffer a punishment that'll make sure he never forgets. Understood?” Meanwhile, Jonathan is biting his lip, and if he's bites any harder, he'll draw blood, god, he needs to cum so bad and he's unsure of much longer he can hold off. Michael, sensing this, is starting to enjoy the power he has over Jonathan. Jonathan's cock is so swollen and engorged it could cut diamonds or cut through steel. Its twitching and pulsing, throbbing and feels like its on fire in his mouth. He loves it; Jonathan wants to scream bloody murder. Then he hears Xander say, “Yes Daddy, I understand.”
“Good boy. Now watch this Xander.” He looks at Jonathan, he's squeezing his eyes shut, fighting against his body to not cum, and says, “Cum now slave!”
Jonathan instantly feels the dam open, and grabs Michael's hair in both hands, plows into the boy's throat snd unleashes his load, shooting several ropes of boiling hot cum down into the other slave's guts, and screams like a wild beast, “Arrghhh,” then, “fuck me, here you go you, slutty straight boy! Take my cum!”
Michael, totally in his element now, just takes it like he was meant to be fed cum from birth. Which, as far as the Master is concerned, he was born for this, regardless of his previous sexual activities. Being a well trained slave and, more importantly, a well trained cock sucking whore and cumdump, Michael swallows the alpha's seed, letting some pool in his mouth as he milks the tool clean. Then he leans back and opens his mouth, showing his Master Jonathan's load on his tongue, and waits for the command that's going to come.
“See how he shows his appreciation of being used, Xander, by showing the cum he's just received? Showing his submission to his Superior and waiting patiently for permission to swallow? A slave never swallows until he's told to. Remember that boy!”
Xander nods his understanding. He's mesmerized by the boy's mouth and cum covered tongue in front of him. He wants to taste it. What the fuck! Where'd that come from, he asks himself. Before he can answer, he hears the Master's command to Michael, “You may swallow slave. Then help Jonathan put on his jockys.”
The Master now turns His attention to Xander, kissing the nape of his neck, then saying softly, “Now. Your turn Xander. Show me what you learned and service my Superior cock, and please me slave!” Xander's stomach drops.
“Michael, you go check on the boys. You've been following Jonathan around long enough to understand his job now.” The Master says. Michael, slightly taken back, feeling robbed of seeing the next event, says yes Sir and runs off. He knows better than to say anything.
“Now, Xander, come here, and slowly remove my pants. Leave my boxers on for now. Just the pants, and fold them, and place them on my desk. Jonathan, you guide him.” The Master says. He knows Jonathan knows exactly what's expected of him. Xander, still operating on autopilot, walks towards the man, and slowly starts undoing the belt on His pants, and Jonathan says, “Kneel, Xander. Always kneel in His presence unless told otherwise.”
Xander kneels as Jonathan comes up next to him and kneels also, and guides the boy as he removes the man's pants and sandals, setting them aside and folding the pants. He then places them on the desk, and looks up at his Master. But He just smiles as Jonathan takes control in guiding the boy. Gently pushing the boy into the man's crotch, he says, “Get your nose in there Xander and take a deep.breath. Smell our Master's musky scent, breathe it in.” And the boy does as he's told, and he inhales the man's smell, and it starts wrecking havoc on the boy's senses. It smells….he can't explain but it makes him take a deeper breath, and then another. And damn! That pesky ache comes back, but he almost welcomes it now, its distracting him from that smell. Yet, part if his brain is definitely welcoming the scent he's inhaling with gusto.
“Good boy. I know it smells good. We all love it Xander. I know you already do. Now. Take off His boxers. Fold them up, place them on His pants.” Xander does as instructed while the Master watches, smiling at these beautiful boys, on their knees before Him.
After folding the boxers, Jonathan says, “Now,” and gently pushing the boy into the man's crotch, nose buried in His balls, “Inhale again boy, nice and deep.” And he does. The smell is more intense, more intoxicating, so musky, and masculine, and so amazing to the boy. And definitely very different from the girls he's use to.
“Yeah, now you get it Xander, I can see you love it boy, don't you?” And he does, god, he does love it!
“Yes alpha, it's amazing and beautiful and everything else that I never knew it could be.” He says, with no shame or humiliation, just pure lust! Pure desire. God, why has he been fighting this!
“Now Xander, just like Michael, you know what to do.” The alpha says. Xander looks up at his Master, at the man whose musky scent was making his mouth water, and he sees Him nod, and says, “Go on son, suck my dick boy. Suck me good!” And Xander grabs the man's Superior penis and opens his mouth….
