Warning! This is a fictional story of Domination and slavery. The story may include topics that may be offensive to some. It includes teens, incest, intense BDSM scenes, consensual and non-consensual slavery. Some aspects of this story could seem too extreme to some people. Therefore, if this offends you then please move on.
Chapter Summary: This chapter goes through a typical day for Master Vincent and Master Wei's life as a free Alpha student on campus.
Author’s Notes: This is a spinoff story of ‘Owning my Family’. Yet, you don’t have to read OMF to enjoy this new story arc. Even though this author identifies himself as a slave, this slave doesn’t condone non-consensual domination or slavery. Remember this is just a fantasy and does not represent real life.
Characters:
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Master Vincent - Local Black Master of two white twin slaves. Vincent comes from a lower-income part of the county where volunteer slavery became legal. 220 pounds, 6ft 2in, wide 10-inch cock, black eyes, bark almost black shiny skin tone with lots of curly hair, and a large build muscular build. Vincent’s friend Marcus owned one of the first extended white family of slaves. So, Marus gave Vincent a great price for two twin white farming slaves. Also, with Vincent’s county providing him an income from the sales tax of selling white slaves, Master Vincent was able to purchase his twin white slaves cheaply.
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Slave Benny - A white twin slave purchased through the WLO training center owned by Master Marcus, a black friend of Vincent. The slave is 200 lbs, 5 ft 10in tall, 7-inch dick, hazel eyes with a farmer’s boyish face and body build. The slave is a big-boned boy with a strong lean muscular build to due time working on his father’s plantation (ie. now owned by Master Marcus’s black family).
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Slave Sammy - A white twin slave purchased through the WLO training center owned by Master Marcus, a black friend of Vincent. The slave is 210 lbs, 6 ft tall, 7.5-inch dick, blue eyes with a farm boy face and body build. The slave is a big-boned boy with a strong lean muscular build to due time working on his father’s plantation frame (ie. now owned by Master Marcus’s black family).
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Master Wei - Asian Master from a wealthy family. He is a first-time slave owner of a slave that his father gave him for his time at college. He is 180 lb, 5 ft 10 in, 9-inch cock, brown eyes, gold glossy smooth skin tone, and a slim well-toned build. His muscles pop when used.
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Slave Jamie - A younger white slave with two older enslaved brothers. Master Wei’s family owns all three brothers. Slave Jamie is 130 lb, 5ft 5in tall, 4-inch dick blue eyes, with a slim swimmer’s build. The slave is a newly enslaved boy needing lots of training and control due to his mental medical condition.
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Prince/Master Masood - Son of a prince who fled his kingdom to love a man. Now his son is of age to be a prince for his Kingdom but lives outside of the Kindom. He goes to school at a private local college. Master Alex and Prince Masood have a deal to protect each other’s boys. The prince protects and has full use of slave Ricky at their college while Master Alex protects the Prince’s boyfriend from predators at Alex’s high school. The prince has experience with owning slaves since his family has owned slaves for generations in his kingdom. So, his college is putting Masood in charge of teaching Masters of the school how to properly own slaves. Slave Ricky and the prince used to be best friends until Ricky volunteered to be enslaved. Prince Masood is 20 years old, 6 ft 2 in tall, 10-inch wide cock, 190#, Arabic with a brown skin tone that compliments his royal status.
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Slave Wes - Owned by Master Masood and cousin of Slave Ricky. Wes is 20 years old, slim, 130, 5 ft 4in tall, 5-inch dick, light blue eyes and boyish face and body. Smaller than most in his family. A natural submissive. Ricky and Wes were friends before Ricky was enslaved. They went to clubs together and when Ricky thought he was an Alpha he fucked Wes a local gay club. So, Wes has known he is a submissive bottom boy for a while.
Master Wei
In the slave outfitters shop, I bought a new high-tech collar, cuffs, and a chastity cage for my slave Jamie. Vincent, the guy that I just had hot three-way sex with, has two white slaves with the same collar I just purchased. I assume they got them from the WLO training center where Vincent purchased them. I go to grab the bags of heavy metal restraints but Vincent suggests that his slaves carry them. Does that mean he wants to walk with me? Hope so! I hand four bags to the two slaves. The bags are heavy for me but the slaves take them without any issues. They seem to look like strong animals and well-trained.
After leaving the shop, Vincent wraps a thick arm around my waist pulling me to him.
I whisper in his ear, "Want to come up to my room?"
He whispers back, "Hell yeah!" and kisses my neck, sending sparks down to my cock. I smile realizing he already knows one of my erotic trigger points!
He releases his arm from my hips, grabs my hand, and runs to my hall, Alpha201 Hall. His slaves are pulled along by their leashes in his other hand. In our need to be alone together, we completely forget about them. They are just slaves after all. They will follow us because that's just what they do!
We reach my dorm and tap my phone's to the RF ID sensor on the main door. The door opens automatically and we run through it. We take a few steps in and Vincent is pulled back.
He yells, "WHAT THE FUCK!"
We look back and both of his white slaves are on the ground screaming in pain, curled up in a fetal position.
We look at them both not understanding what’s happening. A few seconds later, it dawns on me!
"Shit Vincent! You're not in my dorm are you?"
Vincent laughs, "OH RIGHT! NO, I’M NOT. I’M A FRESHMAN IN ALPHA101 Hall."
He pulls out his phone and there's an alert on his phone telling him that his slaves are not allowed in the ALPHA201 Hall without his approval and appropriate punishment has been applied.
He is a freshman and I'm a sophomore so we forgot about being in different dorms. I did my first year of college in my hometown. So for both of us, this is our first year at this college.
On Vincent’s phone is a notification that reads 'ALLOW INTELLIGENT ANIMAL NAMED “BENNY” ENTRY INTO ALPHA201 HALL, YES OR NO?’
He picks YES and one of his slaves stops screaming but is still breathing heavily.
A second notification pops up and he picks ‘YES’ again. Now his other slave, Sammy, stops screaming and is breathing heavily too. He yanks on their leashes attached to their collars, forcing them to their feet, and we continue running up the stairs to the fourth floor.
Now I'm pulling Vincent to my dorm room door. I quickly tap my phone to the door and a camera takes my picture, verifying my identity. Cameras throughout the dorm’s building track the slaves and ask Vincent and me if they can enter my dorm room. Vincent and I both approve of their entry.
This time they enter without delaying us. So, we quickly rush into my suite. I pull Vincent through my small kitchen, passing my slave Jamie cooking my breakfast, and then into my bedroom. I push him onto my bed then climb onto the bed, straddling him. We look into each other's eyes and smile with lust-filled eyes! Then Vincent pulls my head into a wonderful passionate kiss. Fuck! He's a great kisser. From my experience, black guys are the best kissers. Plus, they're hot as fuck.
We fight for control of each other's mouths with our tongues which only excites us more! Dam! I so want to feel his strong naked body next to me, so I yell out.
"Slaves, undress us."
My slave, Jamie, quickly starts working on my shoes, socks, and pants. Vincent's slaves work on him even quicker since there are two of them. I continue kissing Vincent, ignoring the slaves except when we have to move to get our shirts off or lift our butts to remove our shorts.
Soon we are naked, rubbing each other, and continue to kiss. Vincent licks my face and neck. I moan out when he gets to my ear.
I whisper out, "Slaves, suck!"
Soon I have a warm mouth on my already hard cock. I moan even more and then I want to lick Vincent next! So, he stops and I take over, making love to his face and neck. He is one hot man!
As I'm working on Vincent, a nice warm tongue circles my balls as my cock is being serviced. At least one of Vincent's slave boys knows how to keep my balls warm.
We make out for an hour until our lips and tongues are puffy and switch to holding each other as our boys work to keep us excited.
It's just so relaxing to hold each other and have our boys do the work to keep us hard for each other.
Vincent boys take over servicing our cocks, as I have Jamie serve us some breakfast before our first class of the day. My dad paid more to have a suite with a kitchen. It’s because my Dad wants me to train my slave to serve me domestically. The food is good but I think to a true domestic slave, the cooking needs to be at a gourmet level of service. So, I will have to enroll Jamie in some gourmet cooking classes tailored to slaves.
Having a slave at school now will make life a lot easier and provide a more rewarding college life. I mean, I can focus on schoolwork, finding a boyfriend, and making friends. It's what all college guys want right?
Plus, I look forward to having more hot sex in public like fucking that slave in the shop and making out with Vincent. DAM! It was hot! I want to do the same to these three slaves!
Yet, we don't think we have time before our first classes to fuck all three slaves at both ends. After breakfast, I tell Vincent I want to replace the collar on my slave with the new one from the shop. So, he orders one of his slaves to get the collar from the shopping bags that they were carrying.
I order Jamie to take the empty dishes to the sink and then kneel beside the bed. While Jamie is in the kitchen Vincent straddles me from behind as I sit on the side of the bed, legs spread. Jamie comes back and starts to kneel between my legs.
“Keep standing boy.”
I whisper in Vincent’s ear, “Can you please hand me the chastity cage first.”
He kisses my cheek, “My pleasure, Lover.”
“Benny, hand Master Wei one piece at a time. You’re well familiar with the process of caging a boy.”
“Yes, Master.”
Vincent whispers in my eye, I have them cage each other when the cage needs a deep cleaning.”
He smirks at the boy who blushes, most likely knowing what Vincent said to me. I find it hot that twin brothers end up caging each other. It’s like they are both confirming to each other that their dicks are useless and owned.
Vincent’s slave Benny hands me the ring which is a heavy gaged steel. When open the ring, I can tell it’s an amazing piece of engineering. I do notice some small circles on the surface, outside and inside of the ring.
“Vincent, what are these circles?”
He whispers again to me, “Electrodes to shock the boy. They also along the tube for the boy’s dick. The circles extend out to make a solid contact with the boy balls and useless dick. Also, some circles are sensors to detect growths on the inside of the scrotum.”
WOW! Father Micheal has thought of everything, even preventive care for my boy’s balls.”
With the ring open, I wrap it around the base of the small dick and balls. Despite how small my boy is, it's a snug fit.
Slave Benny hands me the tube and holds up my boy's 4-inch dick that‘s trying to get hard. I smirk at him.
“Boy, this will be one of the last times the dick will be getting hard.”
I then shove the tube over the hard dick, forcing it to compress. I line up two pegs in a ring with holes in the tube. I push the last half an inch until I hear a satisfying click. That’s it. Very each easy. Vincent then shows me a finger sensor on the ring. I press my finger to it and I get an alert on my phone’s “Slave App”.
“CONFIRM OWNERSHIP OF CHASITY CAGE.”
I press, “CONFIRM”.
“CONGREGATIONS IN TAKING CONTROL OF YOUR INTELLIGENT ANIMAL’S SEXUAL PRODUCTIVE ORGAN.”
Jamie looks down at the cage and wiggles his hips some. The thing must be heavy! Its pulling down on his dick and balls.
“What should my slave say in taking control of your useless dick and balls?”
Blushing again, “Thank you, Master. I need your control.”
“Yes, you do, boy! Now kneel. We have one more piece of control to add this body.”
Jamie quickly kneels and looks up at me while quickly glances at my cock. He admires my cock which helps him worship me even more!
Vincent grabs the collar as I feel his hard cock pulse on my back.
"Here you go, lover!"
WOW! He called me his lover. So, I turn my head and kiss him as I take the collar from him. Then look into his eyes and see a sparkle in them.
He breaks the kiss, "Go on lover, collar your boy."
He grabs both of my hands that are holding the collar. This gets my attention back to what I was doing. I look down at the pretty white boy’s face staring up at me. He is so beautiful with a boy next door look. Such an innocent face. Yet, I can see nervousness right under the surface of that smiling face. One of his big toes is tapping the ground in anticipation.
Vincent orders one of his slaves to remove the leather buckle collar. So, the slave kneels behind Jamie and removes the collar, placing it on the floor next to him. He rubs Jamie’s bare leg which has the twitching toe. This helps calm my boy. It looks like Vincent's boy is a good influence on my boy. He needs all the help he can get with his ADD issues. My Dad warned me to take extra care of him. Meaning, have a firm hand with him to never let him forget where his duties and loyalties reside! This collar should help too. Plus, if Vincent and I become a thing then his boy will also help calm Jamie’s nervous energy. Hopefully, Vincent and I will have more than just this moment together.
I look into Jamie’s eyes, "Boy, this new collar is special. It will help you be focused on me and only my needs. Nothing else matters now. I know you have issues with focusing. So, the AI in the collar will constantly remind you of your duties and loyalty to me. It's the same collar that all slaves have to wear at this school. You understand so far, my boy?"
"Yes, Master. I think so. It will help me stay on my assigned duties and remind me to be loyal to you, Master?"
"Yes, good boy! That's right. The AI will give you punishments if you forget or mess up your duties. Plus, if your loyalty strays from me, it will remind you that I own you, boy."
I see the mention of punishments makes him nervous again because his toe is tapping slowly again. So, Vincent's boy rubs his back and the tapping slows down.
"Don't worry about the punishments. All slaves get them. It's one of many tools I will use to control you! The AI gets its direction from me and the rules of the school which I have already approved for use on you. Boy, you know you need my control. You told me it helps you keep focused. It's one of the reasons you submitted to be owned by my family. Before we owned you, your life was a mess, wasn't it?"
"Yes, Master it was. I couldn't focus on school or keep a job. Your Dad saved me, Master! Thank you! Master!"
"Yes, boy he did. It's what you need to survive and overcome your condition. This collar will continue that process of control that you desperately need. It will keep you focused on my needs and desires. You did well unpacking my clothes and making breakfast this morning but you missed something, right boy?"
He thinks about it for a second and then nods his head.
"Yes Master, it did? It didn't put my Owner's shoes by the door as is traditional in Asian culture. It's a stupid white boy. Sorry, Master."
"It wasn’t stupid, just unfocused on my wants. This special collar will constantly remind my boy about things like the shoes by the door. Over time my boy will remember what I want on its own. The quick punishments will teach it to be focused only on me and nothing else. Your only purpose is to serve me. You want to do that don't you?"
"Yes, Master, very much so!"
"Ask me to collar you. Do it now boy! Tell me it wants more control over its life! Tell me it needs my control to live a better life. Tell me it will be better off in my control than being an unfocused free boy. Tell me it needs to be owned and controlled by me. Tell me it can't live as an unfocused free boy. Tell me it needs this collar to be a better slave for me!"
I see a tear running down his face. I know it's a tear of happiness. At home, the very first day he slept in my bed after I took his virginity, he confessed to me his need to be controlled due to his ADD condition. He has failed in everything he did and even tried self-medicating which never works. Luckily his brothers convinced him to go to rehab. He has been sober for two years now but it’s always there as a temptation to "FIX" his ADD conditions. So, with no job prospects due to his condition and flunking out of school, he thought that slavery was his only option. So, his brothers agreed with him that enslaving himself was the best way to keep him focused. He tried all of the prescription drugs for ADD but none of them worked completely to fix his condition. He was afraid of relapsing to street drugs again and being a whore to pay for the drugs. His brothers had no job prospects either.
Plus, with the world now in a very peaceful time, the military isn’t an option for boys like them. They don't need as many soldiers now, so they are not recruiting much anymore. Therefore, slavery is now their only option. The brothers agreed to be enslaved if all three were to be owned by the same family. They didn’t want to be sold separately and never seeing each other again. My family is one of the most successful in our town. So, naturally, they came to my Father to be owned.
Therefore, my boy smiles with tears of thankfulness as he looks up at me, "Please Master, place this new collar on me. It needs more control to have a better life. It is better off in my Owner's control than the unfocused free boy it was before. It can’t go back to being an unfocused free boy. It needs to be controlled and owned by its Master. Sir. please place this new collar on it, so, it can better serve you, its Owner!"
"GOOD BOY!"
Vincent and I move as one. We both open the collar and lean forward, wrapping the high-tech collar around my boy's neck.
When it closes you can hear and feel the lock click in place. My boy's big toe finally stops tapping the floor.
Vincent lets go of my hand and I press my thumb to the fingerprint reader and then the Slave App on my phone. The collar is now linked only to me!
I think, will my boy like his new collar? I guess, we will see after the AI punishes him for the first time. Regardless of what he thinks, the collar is never coming off. He is my property and I want him to wear it. It will help keep him focused on what he is meant to be. So, I love this new collar.
I pet his head which makes him moan. He seems to love my touch. Collaring him myself instead of using one of my Dad's old collars from a boy he owned back in college is so much more satisfying. It makes me feel like I now truly own him. So, naturally, I'm excited and my cock knows it.
Therefore, I place a hand on his head, guiding him closer to me. Instinctively, he opens his mouth. At the same time, Vincent grabs my 9-inch rod and points it to his mouth. I watch my boy take me into him like I'm claiming him once again! His mouth is like silk to my cock, so smooth and inviting.
Our eyes never leave each other sight. I even feel the vibrations from the AI’s voice encouraging him to please me. His cocksucking seems to be more focused now than he has ever been. DAM! His mouth and tongue are like heaven. Now! This is how a boy should serve his owner. Especially, with Vincent behind me just as excited.
I decide that Vincent needs to be satisfied too. So, I lift my ass and grab his cock, aiming it at my hole. I haven't been fucked in a long time. Not since my older brother taught me the joy of man-to-man sex. With my brother, it was about dominating his younger brother and teaching me how I should fuck a boy.
So, I only allow my lovers to fuck me now. Vincent is sharing this very special moment with my slave and he did call me his lover. Besides, I think I might be falling for him.
Vincent yells out, "Lube me!"
I feel one of his slaves lubing up my lover's cock. Then Vincent slides his fingers into my hole! When he has four lubed fingers into my hole, he gently guides me down onto his cock. WOW! It's huge. I grunt some as my hole slowly opens up for him.
"Lover, you're doing great. So, tight! I love your hot hole. Thank you for allowing me to do this. How are you doing, my Love?"
I moan out, "OH! YOU'RE SO BIG. I NEVER HAD A DICK THIS BIG. PLEASE TAKE IT SLOWLY!"
"AH! Yes, my love, I got you,” he kisses my neck, “Push out like you're taking a dump."
Shit, I forgot to do that. My brother taught me that the first time he fucked me. I grunt and push out as hard as I can!
"There you go, my love! Keep pushing, allow me in."
Pushing out helps so much! My hole feels so full. Slowly, gravity helps me slide down on my lover's long cock. I'm thankful he prepared my hole for him! Finally, I bottom out, feeling his curly bush brushing against my ass.
Vincent turns my head to face him, "I'm all the way, my Love! How do you feel?"
"OH! Vincent, I'm OK. Never been this full. Please fuck me. I want you so much!"
"Let's wait for you to adjust to me. This is the first time taking me, your hoke needs time. For now, just try to relax. I will take care of my Love. I promise you're going to love my cock."
He grabs me around the chest, pulling me tightly against his massive chest. I love his curly hair rubbing against my naked back. I feel so safe in his arms, knowing he is going to give me what I need. I want him to fuck me so badly!
I turn my head to his kind beautiful face. We stare into each other’s eyes and then start kissing each other again. As before, we fight for domination of each other’s mouths. Our tongues dance around each other in a perfect balance of power, passion, and love. At the same time, my boy gives me the best head ever! This is just a perfect moment for two lovers and their slaves to enjoy what nature intended.
Vincent snaps his fingers and what I thought was the best moment got even better as warm soft lips kiss my chest, circling my nipples. I start moaning, relaxing into my lover's arm.
I'm in heaven, nothing could be better than this! Yet, it does as Vincent slowly starts moving his hips, sending sparks of pleasure through me. Fuck! He knows how to give me what I need. He is a Master at making me feel special. I moan with each deep thrust into my hole.
Plus, our slaves know just how to add to what my lover is giving me. This is the best fuck I have ever had. He knows just what I need, making me the most special boy in the world.
Slowly he builds up speed, driving into me with just the right amount of thrust to keep me on the edge of dumping my seed into my boy’s mouth. As I get close to the edge, he slows down causing me to fall back from the cliff. Then he drives hard again getting me back to the edge once again! Each time, he gets me closer to the edge. Fuck! I so want to get over the edge but at the same time, I want it to last forever. I love him so much. He's the best lover I have ever had! No wonder his slaves are so devoted to him.
He keeps me on the edge like that for an hour making me beg him to get me off. I know this will not be the first time I will be begging to shoot my load for him.
I moan out loud enough for the whole dorm to hear, "OH VINCENT, PLEASE FUCK ME HARDER. SHIT! IT FEELS SO GOOD!"
This gets Vincent going, fucking me as deep as he can, not holding back now. He breathes heavily in my ear, working himself up to breed my hole.
At the same time, we dump our loads deep in our holes, mine in my slave's mouth and Vincent's in my hole.
I whisper, "Dam! That's the best fuck I ever had. God! I love your cock!"
Smirking through the heavy breath, "I knew you would, my Love."
I fall back into his arms, relaxing from the most amazing fuck of my life!
"You're amazing, Vincent. I never knew being fucked could be so good!”
I kiss him, then offer, "You can fuck me anytime you like. I love how you kept me right on the fucking edge. I loved it and hated it at the same time. How did you get so good at fucking a guy?"
He laughs, "My family are known for being good lovers. It just comes naturally for us. Plus, I honed my skills on the white boys I fucked throughout high school. They couldn't get enough of my cock!"
I feel him pulsing in my hole, reminding me how amazing his huge cock is!
"I realized that those white boys worshiped me after I fucked them for the first time. So, when I had a chance to own two of them I used my skills to make them addicted to me. Isn't that right, my boys!"
In unison, the brothers cry out, "OH! YES MASTER! YOUR COCK IS PERFECT. WE LOVE IT WHEN MASTER USES US! THERE'S NOTHING BETTER THAN OUR MASTER’S COCK! WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH, MASTER!"
I can hear the desperation in their voices. If I hadn't experienced his amazing fuck tool, I wouldn't have known how addicted these boys really are.
"Good boys, I know you love me and will do anything for me. You will get a chance to serve me if you're good obedient boys for me and my Lover!"
"Yes Master, we promise! We will do anything for you, Master! We can't wait! Thank you so much, Master."
Vincent leans on the bed pulling me with him. He rolls on his side and pulls out of me.
Instantly, his white boys fight to clean him up. It's like they are starving! My boy isn't that desperate but I plan on learning how Vincent fucks so well to make him just as addicted to me!
I laugh, "DAM! Vincent, they're fighting to serve you. That's fucking amazing. You will have to teach me how to fuck like you do."
"Yeah, they can't get enough of me. It takes being able to read the boy's body language and get into their head. Then use your cock to keep them on the edge for hours. The hour we fucked was nothing. As I fuck them for 3 to 5 hours straight, I plant suggestions into their minds on how they want to serve me. These submissives are so easy to control. Their weak minds are most vulnerable when they are on the edge of cuming. It's beautiful to see them break to my will. I can show you how it's done. Look how they fight over just cleaning up my cock after I fucked you."
"Shit yeah, it's a beautiful sight. I want my boy, Jamie, to be like them."
That's when Jamie looks up at us with both fear and curiosity. Yeah, he wants to be addicted but fears what it will make him into. Well, I don't care what he thinks. If I want him addicted to me, he will be! That's what a slave does, bends to his Master's will!
My boy then reminds me, "Master, your first class will be starting soon."
I look at my phone, "Shit, Vincent we have to go!"
We quickly get dressed and grab the leashes. I attach my leash to my boy, while Vincent does the same to his boys. It's nice not to have to wait for our boys to get dressed.
I ordered a dual rickshaw for our slaves to pull around campus. It so happens Vincent is studying computer engineering like me but with a minor in psychology. Vincent boys seem to know how to grab hold of the rickshaw where my boy never saw one until today!
So, he gets in the back with Vincent and me while Vincent's slaves pull us to the engineer building.
I order my boy to take out my cock because I have to take a massive piss. You know after dumping a load you need to piss like a racehorse!
This is only the second time I have used him as a piss slave. He opens his mouth and places my soft cock inside.
I order, "Keep it tightly sealed or it will be whipped!"
This puts the fear of God in him and does as I command.
I then release a refreshing long stream into his mouth. At first, he's shocked but to his credit, he doesn't leak any. A vibration in my cock from the AI’s voice in the collar indicates the AI is reminding him that he's serving me well. I smile at that thought. With the AI’s constant mental training and now with Vincent's help teaching me to literally mind fuck the boy, he will overcome his condition and worship me as he should.
Vincent pulls out a whip from his pocket and starts whipping the pale white backs of his slaves. The next thing I hear is the crack of the whip.
That's when I see other welts on their back from previous whipping. They look healed up but it's clearly whip marks.
"Vincent, did you create those previous marks on your boys?"
"No, they were created from their time at the WLO training facility. These boys had to be punished a lot to break them. The WLO Masters know how to break boys like these. Any boy sold from WLO is completely obedient to its owner. Yet, they didn't learn how to worship me until I owned them, breaking them even further. I wanted them to worship me like a God!"
"You seemed to have achieved that. They seem to know what you want before you need to tell them. That's amazing. Were they gay before their enslavement?"
"From what I understand they were secretly gay but had to hide it from their family or be disowned. Now they are owned by a completely new family. My family loves them. They are so proud of me for owning these white boys. Where they live you can't own slaves, yet! But that's about to change soon. I'm the first in my family to be a slave owner. It's something I take pride in."
I kiss him then say, "As you should be, my strong brilliant lover."
I snuggle up to him laying my head on his shoulder, watching him expertly whip them when they show down at any point.
"Where did you learn to whip like that?"
"The WLO ranch. All owners are taught how to whip white slaves. Plus, they taught me how to be a good strong Master. They said I was a natural dominant and had good instinct at being a slave owner."
I look up at his face and see pride there. I hope this school's slave training courses will teach me to be as good as Vincent is at being a Master.
I tap my slave Jamie's head and point to between Vincent's legs. He quickly pulls my cock out of his mouth and then puts my cock back into my gym shorts. As ordered, he crawls between Vincent's legs and pulls out his dark chocolate cock. He puts it in his mouth and was about to suck him but Vincent stops him. He understands and just holds the head in his mouth. Soon, I can see his adams apple moving up and down as he swallows my lover’s piss. Vincent looks down at him and pats him on the head.
"Good boy!"
I see Jamie smile with the cock still in his mouth. He enjoyed the compliment.
As Vincent uses the reins to control his slaves through the roads of our campus, I work my hands under his shirt. I love to rub his curly hair and big pecks. He is such a beautiful man. I admire his confidence and pride in being a strong dominant man! We are both free to be who we are in public as we are in private. It's so gratifying to live publicly as a Master of legally owned slaves. I'm glad Dad sent me to this school!
When we arrive in front of the engineering building, Vincent's slaves park the rickshaw and they help him and me out of the back. We once again leash them and walk to our class. We stop and chat with other free students. Most own slaves too but some don't. There is a vending machine nearby. So, I realize, I'm thirsty and order my slave to get Vincent and me some water. I open the "Slave App" and authorize him to use my money to buy us some bottles of water.
When he goes to the vending machine, I hear someone talking loudly. A second later, I realize it's the AI in his collar. He bends over and gets close to the symbol for tapping a credit card. The machine accepts the transaction and he pushes the buttons for 2 water bottles. He comes back and hands me a bottle and one to Vincent. Nice! The AI just trained him how to use the vending machine. I wouldn’t have known what to do. The collar must have a credit card chip in it to transfer my funds.
We go on to our class saying hi to others both male and female free students. There is a mix of gay, bi, and straight students. So, of course, there are both Masters and Mistresses pulling their slaves.
When we enter, Vincent and I are holding hands like we are boyfriends. It's nice. We quickly grab a desk for two. One of Vincent's slaves kneels between his legs and pulls out his soft cock, putting just the head in his mouth.
Vincent points to a stack of bowls on a counter labeled slave supplies. His other slave rushes over and gets a bowl then places it on the floor next to his master. He kneels in front of the bowl patiently. Vincents fills the bowl with water and snaps his fingers, pointing at the bowl. His slave pushes his face into the water and quickly starts sucking up the water. When the water is gone, he snaps his fingers again and the two slaves switch places. It's amazing how much control he has over his slaves. It's like they can read his mind!
I have to always get Jamie’s attention because his mind would wander. Yet, right now, he’s kneeling at my side looking up at me, waiting attentively. It must be the collar. What a marvelous investment. I snap my fingers and point between my legs. He quickly rushes between them and pulls out my soft cock. Just like in the rickshaw, he just puts his mouth around the mushroom head and waits. I don't have to piss right now so it's just nice to know that if I have to, he’s really to serve me! This is similar to how I dreamed my life would be in my fantasies. Yet, real life is even better.
The teacher comes and starts his lecture completely ignoring the naked boys and girls ready to serve the needs of their owners. I quickly forget about my slave keeping my cock warm as I have to focus on the lecture.
Halfway through class, I need to piss. I was going to get up to use the restroom but then remember I have my slave to use. So, without warning him, I start pissing. This catches him by surprise and some piss runs down his face and onto the floor. This prompts him to tighten his grip on the head of my cock. Seconds later, I hear him wincing. The AI must have given him a shock as punishment. It can see everything he does or doesn’t do in this case. I will need to punish him to just so he knows I'm his owner and not the AI.
It feels nice to just let go like that and not have to miss the lecture. Also, during the class, Vincent had one of his slaves give me a neck massage. The slave is really good with his hands.
Before, leaving the class, I push Jamies face into the piss on the floor, ordering him to lick it up. This humiliates him greatly but he does what I command. Hopefully, this will be a reminder to be ready for my piss next time.
We go to two more classes with both of Vincent's slaves giving us massages, either on the neck or to our feet and calves. Dam! I need Jamie to learn to give massages like this.
So between classes, I ask Vincent, "Hey baby, would you have you boys teach my boy to give massages like they do? They have amazing hands!"
He kisses me, "Of course, my Love, as my boyfriend they’re yours to use.”
He looks at his boys, “Boys, you will teach my boyfriend's slave how to do a perfect job massaging him."
Both my boyfriend's slaves show fear and excitement on their faces!
"Yes Master, we will teach the slave all we know. It will take many sessions to get the boy to the level you require. But, we will make it happen to please your boyfriend, Master!"
"Good, make it so. You both know what I expect, perfection!"
Now even more fearful, they yell out, "YES, MASTER!
Boyfriend! He called me his boyfriend. I'm so excited now. Yes, I will be happy to be his boyfriend. It's a dream come true to find a boyfriend at college. To find one on the first day is awesome!
For the next class and throughout the day the the brothers trained Jamie on the art of massaging. They are very patient with him and the AI learns from them too. The AI will keep Jamie perfect at massaging my sore muscles. It's going to be great after a hard workout in the gym later in the day.
It's noon now and we are both hungry. So, we go to the lounge.
We sit down and are served by naked slaves. Vincent likes to play with them as they serve us. I laugh watching him fuck with them especially a white boy named ‘Wes’. They all have name tags hanging from their collars. At one point, the slave called Wes was so embarrassed he lost focus and fucked up our order. It's amusing to see how humiliated he gets.
This gets me horny. So, I snap my fingers between my legs and Jamie crawls under the table. He pulls out my half-hard cock and starts working it with his marvelous mouth. The one thing he can focus on is my cock. Such a good cocksucker. I sit back and enjoy it as Vincent continues to toy with the service slaves. It's great entertainment between classes. I love my boyfriend. He makes me laugh at how sadistic he can be especially to the white slaves.
We eat our delicious food while the service slaves place slave stew on the floor for other slaves around us. When my order for my slave Jamie comes out, a special colored bowl is placed next to me. I see it has a medicine symbol on it. I ask the service slave about it.
"Master Wei, the medical symbol indicates that your slave is on a subscription for its medical condition. The slave stew is fortified with the subscription."
So, I pull up the Slave App and find slave Jamie's profile. Sure enough, there's a special feed subscription for his ADD condition. Dad must have added it to the Slave App profile before gifting him to me. Well, it's good that he is getting the medication he needs.
I let him keep me on the edge until just before we are ready to leave for our last few classes of the day. About 5 minutes before we leave, I snap my fingers and point to the bowl. He understands and dutifully puts my cock away. Then he crawls to the bowl and digs in, eating with just his mouth. Dad and I trained him to eat like this from the first day he signed his Slavery Contract. Dad said I need to think of him as a domestic animal now. An ‘intelligent animal’ but an animal nevertheless.
He finishes just as Vincent and I finish our food. I clip the leash to his collar and we head back out to the rickshaw again. Vincent climbs in and I follow him. His slaves grab the pair of bars and pull us to where we need to go for our next class. It's nice to just sit back and let their AIs tell them where to go. It is like having self-driving cars.
We end up at the "Intelligent Animals Training Center" (IATC). My first slave training class is Whipping 101. Since Vincent is a skilled Whip Master, certified by the WLO training center. He can skip most of the Slave Training courses. Instead, his slaves take him to his Psychology class.
We kiss goodbye and promise to meet up at the gym after our last class of the day.
As his slaves pull him away, I already miss him.
I lead Jamie to my first slave training class. For the class, I need my slave as the test dummy. He is put into a protective full-body neoprene suit except for his upper back. I'm told the suit is specially made to withstand a whip. It's supplied by the same manufacturer of the high-tech collar that all the slaves wear (ie. Father Michael’s Slave Products or FMSP). So, I know it will protect my boy.
I'm glad about that because I missed most of the spots my teacher, Master Masood, told me to hit. Most of the time, I ended up hitting myself more than my slave. I have a long way to go to become as good as Vincent.
Our next slave training class, ‘Master's Control 101’, is a lot easier for me but much harder for my slave. I sit drinking a cocktail, chatting with other Masters under an umbrella with my shirt off like I'm at a vacation resort.
Meanwhile, my slave is hauling heavy rocks from one spot to another. Master Masood, our instructor, told us to ignore any complaints from our slaves.
For this class, I'm reunited with my boyfriend. To Vincent's credit, his slaves do the work without any questions. It looks like hard manual labor is something they were made to do. You have to admire their strength and complete obedience to him.
My slave did complain some at first but stopped when he saw Vincent's slave work harder without complaining. I think he admires them too. They are wonderful animals. Vincent is one lucky man. They’re perfect intelligent animals for him.
I lick my lips watching them work as I enjoy my cocktail. I also watch my slave, Jamie, struggling with each rock. Yet, I see, he is determined to do as much or more than Vincent's slaves. I'm pleased he has other slaves to look up to. I think It will help strengthen his submissive mind.
Vincent rubs my leg like we have been boyfriends forever. He is very comfortable showing affection in public. It's not something I'm used to but I love it. His touch excites me, sending sparks right to my cock. He feels my excitement growing and moves from my leg to my hard member. FUCK! He has the lightest touch and knows just how to keep me on the edge.
My face goes red, making him smirk. I guess it's funny, especially that I wouldn't be this embarrassed if my slave was sucking me off right now. Why does Vincent's touch make me feel this way?
Some of the slaves complained a lot more. So, by the time Master Masood starts calling the slaves to stop, the ones who complained more have to work longer and are publicly whipped. Those boys end up with bloody backs. My guess is they will not be complaining about doing meaningless work again! Of course, that's the point of this lesson. Their Master is in control, whether or not it makes sense to the slave.
My slave did get whipped some but just a few welts and none broke the skin. I'm told they will heal up with no scarring. Master Masood is really good at whipping. Yet, he asks Vincent if he wants to whip the worst offensive white boys. Of course, he accepted. The slave's owner even handed Vincent the whip.
It's hot seeing Vincent use his masterful skills with the whip! His dark skin glistens in the bright sun. Fuck! He's an amazing man. How did I get so lucky to be his boyfriend?
The screams coming from the slaves are like music. Watching my boyfriend create those screams is a beautiful sight! He knows just how to get the maximum pain to produce the loudest screams. All without permanently damaging the slaves. I want to be able to do that someday!
Our last slave training class of the day is "Psychology of a Submissive Mind".
One of the psychology teachers teaches this class. He is the son of the dean. The teacher explains how to understand a submissive's mind. A submissive deep down wants to make their owners happy. It's usually linked to their sexual arousal at first. However, to get the most productivity out of a slave we need to link pleasing us with everything they do. So, it's important to show how pleased we are when they do a good job for us. But, we also need to show our displeasure when they do something incorrectly.
Correcting our slaves quickly after they mess up is important. The sooner they know they displeased us the deeper the memory will be implanted in their submissive minds. Memory is linked to emotions. So, if they feel bad about displeasing us, the better they will remember their mistakes.
Also, praising a slave for good behavior is just as important as punishing them for bad behavior. Saying "Good boy" is one example. But also physical touch can be very effective in praising our slaves. Like rubbing their heads when they do a good job. In their minds, we need to link doing good work for us gives us pleasure and in turn gives them pride in their work.
Another way to control a slave is to get them addicted to pleasing us sexually. When they see we are pleased from serving us sexually they want to please us even more! As sexual animals, they know when they can get us aroused when they are pleasing us sexually. Use their own horny emotions to get them to please us. Yet, we must withhold sexual release from them so they are kept extremely horny. Therefore, the only way they can get relief is by getting us off instead. They will link our release with their sexual arousal. Then when they have been very good obedient slaves, allow them to release but by our hands only, not their own. This further links their release with our control over them. They will want to please us more so they can get relief. Yet, sometimes denying relief just as they are about to release, shows them we're in control, not them.
Eventually, they will associate our sexual arousal with their own. So, anytime they please us, even without getting us aroused will make them extremely happy and horny. Soon, the only thing they want is to please us. They will do anything to please us. Complete obedience is the goal. Controlling their minds through their animal sexual instinct is one of many methods of controlling our slaves.
Our psychology professor explains all this to us. The professor even shows us how to get his boy to the edge of release and then deny him relief. The professor is the son of the dean and owns two younger slaves. The slaves look like a younger version of the professor. They must be related. It is hot seeing one of his boys tried up spread eagle in front of the class while the professor keeps him on edge of release. He explains the method of sexual control in front of his boy. It's hot that the boy knows how he is being controlled but there is nothing he can do about it. He chose his destiny when he volunteered to be enslaved. After that, he no longer has a say in how he is trained or mentally manipulated. So, clearly knowing how he is being trained didn't change the outcome.
The more I watch the hotter it is. My boyfriend just did that to me and knew he could manipulate me if he wanted to. Yet, he didn't. He helped me understand how my boy would feel when I do it to him. With his new chastity cage, I will be the only one allowing him relief. It's going to be so much fun denying him relief. I plan on trying him up, edging him, and then fucking him. I may allow him to relief as I fuck him the first time. Just so he knows it can happen. Then only allow relief on random occasions. He will never know when it happens. So, when I do allow it, he will see me as his savior. He will not realize I'm also his tormentor too! It going to be so much fun! I love being a Master.
After classes, our slaves are brought to us after their positions training class. A campus slave hands their leashes to us. Then he runs off to do his duties for the college.
Vincent and I decide to check out the gym. In the locker room, we have our slaves strip us and then dress us in our gym clothes. Of course, they don't get clothes since Vincent or I like seeing our slave's beautiful bodies. They are gorgeous creatures.
We all work out together. They change out the weights for us and spot us when we need them to. Their muscles pop as they work out further extenuating their beauty.
Vincent is also a beautiful black man but more masculine and handsome. It adds his air of power he naturally has as an Alpha male! He can pump about twice as much weight as me. But it is not all muscle for show. He has endurance on the track too. He proves this when we run around the track and he does two more laps than I can. It's good because he will push me to work harder in my workouts.
I have never been a sports geek. I like to read and learn everything I can. So, I need to keep my body in shape. A healthy body helps keep the mind relaxed after being used hard in class or studying.
We hit the showers after our run. Naturally, Vincent takes the lead with his boys, having them wash us as we make out under the hot water. The showers are an open floor plan with shower heads around the outer walls.
It feels nice as four hands rub our naked flesh while Vincent's tongue tries to take control of my mouth. I do the same making us want each other more. Kissing a submissive gives me a rush of power. However, kissing an equal who tries to fight for Control is just as thrilling! Being able to take down an Alpha gives you the ultimate rush of power. Yet, with kissing one never wins so the fight can continue indefinitely. That's why kissing is so much fun. The rush of power comes and goes as you continue to win and lose. It feeds your need to fuck someone. So, naturally, once the slaves finish washing us, we pull their mouths to our acking hard cocks. With our free hand, we pull their heads down to the root of our cocks.
The twin white farm boys were training well. There's no gagging coming from them. I know I would have gagged on Vincent 10 inches. I'm impressed with the training these white boys had. They excelled at all their slave classes today.
I glance down at my boy kneeling beside us, feeling left out. So knowing Vincent boy has my cock well in hand or his mouth, in this case, I snap my fingers. This gets my boy's attention back to me where it belongs. I point to behind me.
Once he gets in position, I reach around and pull him into the crack of my ass. I feel him taking a big breath while spreading my cheeks. Then second later a warm tongue licks my crack. He is lucky that he has already cleaned my hole. This is the first time he is having the pleasure of serving my hole. I feel his hesitation. So, I help him out by pulling his head deeper into me.
I push out my hole like taking a dump. This lets him know what he needs to do. Its like sending him an order to push his tongue deep into me.
I have tongued many holes to get a boy’s fuck holes to relax. So, I know it immtimadaing at first and he needs my help. So, I push my hand hard against his head, forcing his now extended tongue deeper in my hole. Fuck it feels so warm, sending spark to my cock.
Of course, Vincent slave boy feels my cock get harder and eagerly work it more. FUCK! This is amazing! I'm glad Dad sent me to this school. I could have never done this at my old school. Well not last year. From what Vincent told me the whole country will be like it's here. Living a more natural life. I love that I can have sex in a public shower and it's normal! I can't imagine going back to hiding who I am. Alphas like us need to be free to use our submissives anywhere we want. It's what nature intended. You don't see animals hiding who they fuck in the wild. Slaves are just wild animals to be used. It's in our nature to use them.
Finally, after an hour under the water Vincent and I finally release our pent up energy in the warm holes at our feet.
As our three boys dry us we realize, we gathered a crowd. Alphas all around us were watching us as their boys were serving them on their knees. There has to be 20 guys watching, some dumping their loads in their holes while others just cuming onto their faces.
When we dump our load, they all clap and hoot their approval. It fills me with pride. I'm an Alpha just like them. Plus, it gives me a thrill to be watched like that. I will have to do more public performances for the Alphas of the school.
After the amazing shower, we are too tired to walk back to our dorm, so we use one of the many available rickshaws to go back. Vincent’s slaves again pull us back to the dorms. I lay my head down on Vincent lap as he plays with my hair. This has been a great first day. I think I'm going to love school! I look up at Vincent and smile at his handsome face. I feel like I'm falling in love!
