The Alex Chronicles
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Chapter 77
Final Chapter
While alex is locked into his cage, Billy makes a number of phone calls setting up a special event. We tune in to His call with His Dad.
Billy: He’s been in there for about 5 hours now and hasn’t contacted me, so either the boy is sleeping or is awake and thinking about things.
Dad: I have to say that although I was originally concerned about how he would do, it certainly looks like he’s taking well to what You’ve decided.
Billy: To tell the truth, I’m surprised myself. I’ve taken him out twice already and both times he hasn’t asked for freedom. In fact, he’s clinging more closely to Me than ever before and keeps expressing how happy he is that I’m the only reality he needs to think about.
Dad: Interesting, to say the least. I remember locking Hank up for a week one time, and it was a horrible experience for both of us. But then again, he was locked in a cell, not in a cage and there was no reason to remove him from the cell. He howled and complained quite a bit and made all sorts of promises about what he would do if I released him. The end result, when I finally set him free was that he became more sullen and resentful than ever. It resulted in no improvement in his behavior and a considerable decline in his performance. That’s when I decided to make arrangements for him to be either set free or turned over to a different Master.
Billy: What did he decide?
Dad: that he didn’t want to be a sub any longer. so I made generous arrangements for him and gave him his freedom and that was the end of it. I never heard from him since. And this is why I was so concerned about you doing what you’re doing so early in your time together. But this is a completely different situation.
Billy: That’s right, Dad. Completely different. I’ve done a lot of research into these matters and spoken to several Doms I know and who also have known alex, and they all agreed that if I did it in the context of strengthening our bond and was open to his requesting release or safe wording, things would be fine. Even Michael has come around to the way I’m doing things, and how I’m emphasizing the emotional bond between us, not only anything sexual or sadomasochistic, and that makes all the difference. The fact that I take it out of its cage, bathe it and give it a lot of affection is making this some wondrous adventure for it. AT least that’s the impression it gives me every time I’ve spent time with it.
Dad: Once again I have to say that my son has a wisdom that amazes me. You younger guys has a whole new way of thinking about these types of things. There was no connection of that nature between myself and hank, or even with crick. Crick wants nothing to do with any of that. He’s asked me to move him on to someone or something even more intense and demanding than what it’s had with me. But then again, crick is a lot older and a former Marine, so there’s no way to compare its experience with alex’.
Billy: Did you ever lock crick up?
Dad: Yes, for three weeks, in fact. But it was different. I had several friends who used to go to the cell regularly to use it sexually and I had it flogged every third day. I’m told that it remained completely silent all the time except when the floggings were so severe that it cried out. But not a word of complaint, and after it was all over, it emerged pretty much the same as it was when it went in, perhaps more aggressive sexually, and actually begged me for rougher treatment.
Billy: apples and oranges here, it seems.
Dad: Yes, it does. You’ve managed to turn this whole experience into part of your love affair. So, tell me, what’s next?
Billy: The collaring tomorrow night. You’ll be there, I hope.
Dad: Certainly. I want to get a good look at your boy and how it reacts to what you’ve got planned.
Billy: are you bringing crick
Dad: No. He’s up at the ranch. Besides, I don’t think it would be able to relate to what’s happening with You and alex.
Billy: so tell me, Dad, what’s going on with this new sub you’ve got your eyes on.
Dad: Not much to tell yet. Almost My age: He’s 45. Intelligent, successful, completely unsatisfied by the entire singles scene, spend a few months with a Dom in California but left because it was two Mechanical and transactional, according to his words. Should I decide to invest any energy into this relationship, he’s already informed me that he’s more than ready to re-locate and resign from his current employment but is intrigued in the possibility of being able to serve as an executive assistant and certainly has the skills for such an arrangement.
Bill: Would you jump into that right away?
Dad: not at all. I told you I’m building this from the bottom up. It’s got all the potential of being a fine relationship, romantic even.
Billy: romantic? Dad!!! I’d be so happy to see that happen.
Dad: Well, let’s not rush things. At this point, it’s been mostly talk. We spend one weekend together and he is a gem when it comes to submissive sex, but we also had a wonderful time together doing things outside the hotel room and enjoyed each other immensely.
Billy: Would that satisfy You enough, Dad, if You couldn’t turn this guy into a slave on some level?”
Dad: I’m really not sure, but that’s not an issue, considering what we’ve talked about. He told me a lot about what he enjoyed in that scene with the guy in California, and said that the only reason he couldn’t push himself to become that Dom’s slave---which the Dom had wanted, apparently—was that there was no emotional connection. He hung in there in the Dom’s terms for several weeks which helped him to understand that he could be happy as a slave if he found a Master he could love as well as respect. He told me that he’s just about given up—at least until he met Me and we’ve had time to spend together.
Billy: Very interesting. I’m proud of you, Dad, for being willing to explore emotional possibilities for the first time since Your divorce.
Dad; I think I’m ready for it. By the way, I’ve told him about You and alex, and He was enthralled with the whole story. He says that he’s envious!!!!!
Billy: That’s a big admission. Wow. Too bad he’s not around this week.
Dad: I wanted to bring that up, son. Would you have any objection if I brought him with me to what you have planned?
Billy: Is he here?
Dad: He’s flying in tomorrow morning. What do you think?
Billy: I think it’s an excellent idea. I assume he’s not going to be in any role.
Dad: No, just as an interested friend I’m inviting to see my son in action. Are you sure you have no objection?
Billy: Not at all! In fact, I’m excited about it. It will be good for the both of you to witness what’s going to happen.
Dad: And the slave knows nothing about this?
Billy: not a thing. Won’t find out about it until I release it from its confinement for the last time tomorrow night.
Dad: you’re gambling here. Are you sure he’ll be in any condition to go through with it?
Billy: not a single doubt. My biggest problem is going to be trying it to stop bawling like a baby when it finds out what’s going to happen. Oh, and Spike will be here with His slave and will be the one to seal the collar so it can’t be unlocked. This is costing me a lot of money, but it’s worth it.. And a few others, but I’ve asked that all slaves be dressed somehow. There will be a few women here as well.
Dad: alex will be naked?
Billy: You’ll have to wait until You’re here Dad, to find out.
Dad. Okay, brat!
Billy giggles. Hey, Dad, gotta go. Need to mix up some more food for my boy to suck down. Love you, Dad! See you tomorrow night.
Dad: Good bye, Son. I love you too, and I’m so proud of you!
the call is disconnected.
Billy goes to prepare another drink for His slave and is hoping to change the bottles without waking alex up if it’s sleeping.
He goes downstairs with a new special mixture with CBD in it but nothing else. In about three hours it will be time to release the slave and prepare it for the rest of the evening. He leaves the blue lights on, and when He gets to the cage He finds the slave wide awake with its hands folded over its belly.
He changes the bottle and urges the slave to drink some of it down. After the slave has taken a good deal of what Billy brought down to it, He speaks quietly. “Just a few more hours and this will come to an end. It would be a good thing if you could manage to catch a bit more napping because I am planning a late evening for you once I get you upstairs. In the meantime, here is something to think about: in the not-too-distant future I am going to collar you for good if that is still what you are hoping for. When I finally get to the point when I collar you, before I do that I am going to expect you to make a little speech offering yourself to Me with no reservation and no limitations. You might start thinking about what you are going to say when you offer yourself to your Master-for-life. There will be witnesses present. Keep that in mind. I know you will not disappoint Me at that important moment in your life and mine, so give it some good thought, alex.”
With that, He turns around and leaves the room, turning off all the lights and the music. He deems it best to leave the slave in darkness and silence for these last few hours of its captivity, hoping the experience will inspire it as it considers how to offer itself to its Master with no reservations.
He goes back upstairs and His phone signals that an email has come through. It’s from Mitchell, who even now is probably riding in the limo He sent to pick the boy up. He pours Himself a glass of wine and sits in a comfortable chair. He opens the email to read what it says:
Dear Master Billy,
I’ve spent a great deal of time trying to figure out what to write to You, and I’m just getting my thoughts together while on my way to visit You again for Your special event with alex.
Many thoughts have gone through my mind since I left you the other day. I have to be completely honest with You and admit that at this time I am confused.
What You did with me the other day has set off a lot of feelings in me, feelings I haven’t be able to admit to myself until after You began “training” me the other day.
Two sides of me seem to be competing with one another.
First, the “dom” side: I realized that a klutz I had been and I apologize to You and to Your slave if You feel it should know what I am admitting. I understand now that if I’m going to ever become the type of Dom who could “snag” a sub and keep it around for a while, I have so much to learn, especially about the way I think of a sub and the way I go about treating it. I feel terrible about the way I treated Your slave, and even more terrible about the fact that I have lost Your trust and that You have decided not to ever leave the slave alone with Me again. I know that the slave originally thought I was “hot stuff,” but all that has been turned off through my own selfishness and my own ineptitude. If You ever decide to work with Me again, I will willingly accept whatever punishment You deem I deserve, even with no safe words.
But I also got in touch with something else when I was under Your control: my long buried “sub” side. Master, I surprised myself when I realize that a lot of what You did with me was actually turning me on, everything including the spanking, but also some of the other things You introduced me to.
I know I’m young and just starting out on this journey, so it is okay to be confused about my actual role and identity in all this stuff. I confess to You that when I got home the other day and started to masturbate, I realized that the thoughts which were turning me on were thoughts about the things You were doing to me, even though some of it made me a little afraid. Afraid, but there a small voice inside me saying, “Go for it, bitch, go for it.” This really blew my mind, and I took Your advice and put the clothespins on my nipples, and even though it hurt like hell, it made me blow my load and it was the most intense orgasm I have had in a long time.
Not sure what all this means, but again I beg Your forgiveness and am willing to serve as a sub to You when and if You continue to train me. I remember that You said the next time would be about pain. That doesn’t frighten me. What frightens me the most, however, is that I think I might really want it.
So with all that said, I really don’t know what to do and will leave that up to You, Master.
yours in submission,
Mitchell.
He looks at His watch and realizes that time is growing short. He decides to send along a quick message in response to what Mitchell wrote to him.
boy: Just a quick note to let you know that I accept your apology, and also that I am not surprised about any of the things you wrote me in your email.
It is true: you are young, and this should be a time in your life for you to explore options and find out more about yourself. I certainly suspected that there is indeed a sub boy in you that is worth paying attention to.
I make no predictions about where you will end up eventually. It may very well be that you will spend some time over the next months or years as a “switch” before finally settle into one identity. Many of the men in this scene have had similar experiences.
All that being said, however, I have to let you know that I feel the time for Me to train you has come to an end. You have learned what you needed to learn from our experience about the deficiencies present in your style of being a Dom, but that is not a source of concern. WE all learn through trial and error.
And as for training you further as a sub, that is something I am not interested or able to do in the future. My slave is making a deep and life-long commitment to Me as My total slave and property tonight, and, in light of that, I would not feel comfortable having anything to do with another sub, even if it be simply for training purposes.
I am fond of you, Mitchell, and wish you well. Know that we will always be open to future visits from you, and that I would certainly be welling to serve as a Mentor to you—but from a distance.
The good news, however, is that a number of single Doms and subs will be here tonight, people you have never met; I wouldn’t be surprised if one or more of them doesn’t take an interest in you and perhaps even in aiding your future development, whichever way you wish to go.
Don’t be shy tonight. If someone pays attention to you be polite and completely honest about where you stand, and then let that person make his own decisions about how to interact with you and where to take you.
You might very well be surprised tonight about what might develop. This is a perfect opportunity for you, because many of the people here tonight will be from one club or another, and considering your age, it will be years before you could actually attend one of those clubs for yourself. Take advantage of the opportunity that might await you here tonight. I hope something does open up for you.
As far as apologies to My slave tonight, I would appreciate it if you would avoid drawing near to it or attempting to speak with it. In light of what happened when you were here last time, I would not want anything to occur tonight which might take it out of the space it will be in and pull it back to something which is over and done with and will never happen again.
Please respect this request of mine.
Master Billy
He reads it over once and sends it through, pleased with the decisions He has reached. And from this point on, He will direct His full attention to the love of His life and the event which will soon take place in front of a great number of witnesses who are all perfectly capable of appreciating, understanding and supporting what will soon be happening between Himself and the boy He had bonded with probably before either of them had even entered puberty. He is looking forward to what this evening will bring.
The Time Has Come
Alex: I am lying awake in my cage and very much at peace. The last few days here in this space, totally alone with Billy, have been the most precious and beautiful of my entire life, even though there has been very little of the kinky activity I yearn for and enjoy so much. Instead, Billy has fed me with food that has touched my heart and body and mind and soul with all the good things I have sought all these years but could never be able to find until He decided it was time to come back into my life and take me to Himself. I do not have the words to use which could adequately express the love I have found and the gratitude I feel to God for what has happened ever since I got that unexpected phone call on one lonely evening and heard the voice of the only One who has ever been able to claim my heart and who has ever been able to become the true center of my existence. The love of my life, my Master, my Lord, my Husband, my Owner.
And now the lights come on and I hear His footsteps as He enters the room and walks over to my cage and smiles down at me, and I am lost in His smile, and I know that if He could stand over this cage and smile at me that way for weeks, months, even years, there is nothing else I would want or need.
“It is time,” He says to me as He unlocks the door and gets down on His knees to help me leave the cage and settle into His arms. He helps me stand and He bathes me with sweet-smelling soap as He caresses each and every inch of my body, and I get confused, because each time He strokes my body I feel at one and the same time His loving touch as well as the lash of a whip, and at last I cling to Him and beg for more, and He gives me what I crave and what I need, and I weep tears of utter joy.
He dries me and leads me to His chair. I see that He is holding my new beautiful collar in His hands. It is made of precious gold and has the halves of a lock on its ends and I remember being told that once that lock is closed it can never again be opened and I will be wearing this collar for the rest of my existence. He is still naked and is so beautiful to me and His eyes are filled with the most tender love I have ever seen. He looks at the ground and I kneel before Him. At long last, I am able to worship His feet the way He has taught me to, and oh, how I have missed being able to do this for Him to show Him how much I love and adore Him.
He speaks softly to me. “It is time for Me to collar you, my love, if that is still your wish. People have gathered outside to witness this action filled with meaning, but now I find that I regret having invited them, because the time we have spent alone has been so incredibly precious to Me that I want to unite us with this beautiful collar right here and now while we are alone together.”
“I have often told you that I love you because you are My slave, but before you give yourself to Me by accepting this collar, I want you to know that I love you with all my heart simply because you have been the object of My love for almost all our lives together. You offer your slavery to Me and it is is a precious gift, but it is not the reason I love you. It is just a part of you that endears you even more to Me, and my prayer is that I may be your Master for all eternity and that our love can somehow manage to touch others who have not been able to find the love we both cherish so much.”
“I am ready. I promise to cherish you and devote Myself to you for all time, and to always give you whatever it is you need to feel complete, and loved, and owned by the One who loves you more than anyone has ever loved anyone since the beginning of the world. My wish is that I can be your Master for all eternity. And so, I ask you, alex, will you accept My collar?”
I take my lips from His feet and kneel up before Him with my hands behind my back as I have been trained to be, but rather than lowering my eyes, I look into His and I drink from them, and the love pouring from His eyes fills me with more goodness than I have ever experienced in my life. At the same time, every part of my body tingles at is does after He has whipped me, tingles with the afterglow of His lashes as endorphins flood through my being. And I speak to Him.
“Billy, my Master, my Owner, my Love, I am yours for all time. I give myself to You freely and totally, in trust and in love and in obedience. I give You my life. I surrender all of it to You and freely place it under Your control and Your direction, and I will never turn from serving You to any other lesser attraction. I am Yours, now and, if God will allow it, for all time.”
“You thought to invite others to witness my collaring, and yet, like You, I find that it is not necessary. These days we have shared alone, just the two of us, in the manner You had chosen for us to be together, have been the most precious time of all and it is right, I feel, that You and I are alone together as You lock this collar around me . As always, as Your good and loving slave, I surrender to Your wishes and Your decision as to how this is going to happen. I raise my head and bear my neck to You, my Billy, my Love, my Husband, my Owner, and beg You to lock Me into Your life with this beautiful collar You have designed, just for the two of us.”
“Billy, You Whom I have adored since my childhood, please, my Master, collar Your boy and seal the lock which can never be broken. I yearn for it. I yearn for You. I pray that somehow our love can touch those who are having such a struggle trying to find love. Perhaps we will find ways to help them. We will leave that up to angels who know far more about these things than we do. But please, Billy, I beg You with all my heart, take me to Yourself, here and now.”
I grow silent. Billy takes the collar and puts it to my neck and I feel as if sparks are flying through my body and I feel the accumulated pain of every lash He has ever laid upon me, and I feel the delight of all the kisses He has ever bestowed on me as He wraps it around my neck and, with a click that sounds like an earthquake, He puts the ends of it together and it snaps shut and is sealed for all time.
Tears flow down His cheeks and tears fall down my cheeks and they fall to the ground and mingle together and suddenly, the room is filled with a glorious light and Billy holds me in His arms as if to protect me, and we have trouble believing our eyes: Robert is there with His blazing red hair and blazing red wings and fire flows from Him, and He hovers above the ground as an archangel and smiles at us, and He who has said so little ever since I met Him, now speaks to us in a tongue we have never heard before but which we easily understand: “Come, lovers, come with Me, come and become a source of blessing to all who will ever need you. Come, united in love, come, my dear precious friends, and . . .
Note from the Narrator:
Those gathered outside wait for hours on end and grow concerned and, led by Billy’s Dad, they make their way into the house and into the special room called the “dungeon.” It is empty. The boys are gone and no one knows how they left or where they went. The cage has also disappeared, and at Billy’s chair are drops of gold lying on the ground, and the old leather collar that alex used to wear and the riding crop that Billy so often carried with him. No other trace remains.
No one knows for sure what had happened, and over the years various theories and myths had been told and repeated throughout the land. Some say the lovers passed into another dimension. Some say they are carried to a deserted place where they can exist in peaceful joy, just the two of them. Some say they were carried into heaven by angels.
But many have a different tale to tell. Across the land, forlorn sub boys tell of visitations by a golden-haired Master whose smile brings them a peace they have never known from another Master. And frustrated Dominants here and there sometimes feel that their feet are being kissed by an angel marked with the traces of a whip, and they are purified by that kiss and go on to become sensitive, talented, perceptive Doms and Masters who eventually find the ones they seek.
Billy’s Dad has the house converted into a refuge for gay boys and girls who have been kicked out of their homes, and Auntie Helen has accepted the position as House Mother. In the courtyard behind the house he has erected a ten-foot golden statue of a leather-clad Master with His precious slaveboy bowed before Him and kissing His feet. And it becomes a place of pilgrimage for outcasts and scorned gay and leather folk who come to visit and go home again filled with hope.
THE END
A message from robbie:
I hope you are not disappointed by the way this story ended. I also hope that Billy and alex will live on in your heart as they live on in mine. I’ve decided to build this into “The alex series,” which will consist stories of other bdsm couples, and there will always be a connection of some kind to our dear boys Billy and alex. The second story is the series is titled “Sweet Subjugation” and I will begin posting it in a few days. But first, you need time for the ending of this story to settle into your mind and your heart and maybe even into your soul. Keep on the lookout for “Alex II: Sweet Subjugation” . And always feel free to write me. I would really appreciate hearing how the ending has affected you.
Blessings to all of you and thank you for your encouragement and your insights, and to some of you, for your friendship.
love to you all!
robbie.