The Alex Chronicles

 Chapter 8.

 1. Leaning to be the cocksucker I need to be

 He helps me up and pops His hard cock down through the leg of His boxers. It’s already dripping and I immediately lick it up and swallow what I collected. “You love the head of my cock, boy. I know. I remember you staring at it. Now you can put it in your mouth any time I want you to. Like right now: please the head of your Master’s cock with your fucking mouth and cocksucking tongue, bitch. Show Me that your purpose in life is to serve My dick.”

Same thing as before. Now there is nothing in the world except my mouth and His cock and His voice. I make love to it with all my heart and strength. While I continue to service Him, He talks to me in His sonorous voice. I’m getting the idea that it turns Him on to talk to me while I’m blowing Him. And that is fine. All I am aware of is the hypnotic quality of His voice and the feel of His cock in my mouth as I consume it and let it press past my gag reflex. It pleases Him to hear His slave choke and so that is what is happening.

“That’s it, slave, swallow your Master’s cock and let it invade your body. Lap up the precum when you withdraw. Slowly up and down, boy. All the way to the very tip and then all the way down. Don’t worry about gagging or choking or being able to breathe. That is what slaves do. I want to hear how hard you are working to accommodate Me.”

I hadn’t mentioned that He has 7 inches, so He is pressing me even farther than Master Robert. I am His and I will breathe when and if He allows me. if I pass out with His cock gagging me, so much the better if that pleases Him.

“Two more days alone with me, alex, and then Michael and Robert will be here to enjoy you. I’m looking forward to the three of us being together to continue your training as My slave slut. I’m looking forward to seeing you writhe at the whipping post I have downstairs. I’m looking forward to seeing the initial panic in your eyes when I take away your safe words, and then the look of complete surrender and submission.”

“I am somewhat informal with you because of our history together, but you must understand that when my friends are here we will follow strict slave protocol. That means that you will not speak, even to Me, unless asked a question or ordered to speak. You will frequently be gagged, and that will make it easier for you. But for the rest of the night tonight you may not speak, so that you get some practice in maintaining silence in the presence of real Men. You will only call me Master because I am your Master. I am your Owner. You are My property. . . . that’s right, alex, choke on your Master’s cock!  . . . You will address Michael and Robert as Sir if they want you to speak. You already have been given a taste of their styles and that is good. We’ll be playing a game to see if you can tell who is who by the feel of our cocks in your mouth.”

“Your will use your slave mouth and your slave tongue anywhere and everywhere on their bodies. You will keep all of us wet wherever we tell you. You will swallow what they shoot into your mouth. You will assume whatever positions they want you in. I know that Michael wants your ass high when you grovel on the ground at His feet. You will get to see Michael in all His glory. He will allow you to look upon His face briefly, but except for when He explicitly commands you to look at him you will NOT look any higher on His body than His dick. Do not, under any circumstances, look at His face or into His eyes. He hates that from a slave. He’ll probably blindfold you for a lot of the time.”

“You will fall in love with Robert’s red hair and green eyes and you will find yourself hoping that you can serve Him frequently in the future. Robert, by the way, is bisexual. He has a female slave and a male slave. He considers male slaves to be beneath females, the lowest of the low. His male slave whose name is X12 is kept chained in a cage most of the time except when it is being used by him. It is well-trained and 50 years old. There is a ranch not too far from here. Robert brings His slaves there and puts them both to hard labor on that ranch. Some day I will bring you there and you will find out what it is like to be worked hard and maybe even horse-whipped. They have horses and often slaves are sent there to clean out the stables, just like you will. If there are any other slaves there when you are there, you will serve them also as if they were Masters. You are lower than the lowest and I want you to stay that way. That’s what you need and that’s what will keep Me good and hard all the time.”

“Go all the way down on my cock, alex. Stay down there until I release your head. I will decide when you may breathe. You might pass out. I haven’t decided yet how long I want to hold you gagging on my cock. You are doing a very good job, boy. I am pleased with you. I also want you to know that I am looking forward to watching Michael and Robert as they use their straps and floggers and whips on you. By the time their visit is over you will be marked over your entire body. You will experience new dimensions of pain, and you will get addicted to it even more than you already are.”

Suddenly, with His hand on the back of my head, His cock invades me all the way down. I keep telling my self not to panic. “You have no right to breathe unless I allow it, slave. Learn that now.” Just as I feel like I’m going to pass out He releases His hold on me a bit and I gasp and try to take in as much air as possible while His cock is still almost all the way down my throat. He presses again. After as much as I think I can stand, He lets my head loose and I come up off His cock choking and gagging and there is mucus hanging out of my mouth and tears running down my face.

“Your face looks so beautiful when streaked with your tears, tears you are crying because you want to serve Me so much. Your tears please Me, boy. Never hold them back. I’m quite pleased that you have turned out to be a cry-baby, although I should have guessed it when we were young. Now once more all the way down, boy and you can come up choking when I let go.” It happens again and, if I could, I would scream. Same process. I come up and choke and He makes me lick up and swallow all the mucus and spit that comes out of my mouth. Then He orders me to dry my face in His pubic hair. I’m breathing so heavily I’m afraid I’m going to hyperventilate. He caresses my head and tells me that I am learning how to be a good cocksucker.

“I’m not going to cum in your mouth, slave. I‘ve decided I want to fuck you again. But I’ll give you a little rest first. Get back down on my feet, alex. Show me what you are learning about serving your Billy, your Master, your owner.”

Yes, it is happening: I am finding it restful by serving my Master’s feet. This is where I belong when not ordered to do anything else. As I suck His toes, He picks up His strap and starts lashing me on my back and even reaches down to my ass. What a fucking slave I am becoming. I find I am welcoming the taste of His strap on my body as I suck His toes and lick His feet.

He stops whipping me. I am disappointed. It didn’t hurt; in fact, it was actually pleasant. What a fucking bitch I am becoming. my inner slave is jumping for joy.

He tells me to stop and to kneel up and then sit back and wait for him. I must admit that I am relieved. So much has happened and I’m really worn out. He gets up and goes into the bathroom. He’s in there for a while and when He comes back, He rubs His hands on my head, which His body language for “Good boy!” and says to me:

“It’s time for your Master to fuck you, boy.”

2. First fucking

He tells me how to get ready for Him to fuck me. “Crawl into the bathroom and do what you have to do. Then give yourself at least 2 enemas, until you are flowing clear and are clean inside. Then clean your hole on the outside. There is a black butt plug on the sink. Lube it up real good and fuck yourself with it, all the way in, so you’re good and slick for me. Then crawl into the bedroom and lie on the bed on your tummy. Take your poppers in your hand, but use clips to clip your wrists to the end of the chain hanging from your neck and wait until you hear Me turn off the TV . Then get into position: Kneeling, head down, your ass offered to Me at the foot of the bed raised good and high.”

I’m used to cleaning myself out because I usually did it before going out to a club or getting ready for a date. This is different, though. I know why I’m doing it and I know for whom I am doing it, and I am totally aware that Billy is going to enjoy using me and I get great pleasure from that fact. I am His. my “pussy” belongs to Him and only Him. He is the only One who will ever claim me in this way and I am eager to be a tool for His pleasure. It takes time to do all that He has commanded, and it is good time. It is somewhat humiliating to take such care, more than I usually did for others, but this is all for Billy. While I’m doing it, I remember the encounters between the two of us back in school and the way He used to look at me. Now I understand the meaning of the expression on His face so often. It was as if He knew what He was going to do to me, as if He knew what I was meant to be, as if He knew that He would always be so superior to me in all ways and that He would own me.

I am very tired and after finishing up and getting my poppers and clipping my wrists to my neck chain, I lay on the bed and fell asleep. Big mistake. Next thing I know, I’m awaken by a flash of fire across my naked ass as Master lays a brutal lash across it with the strap that I dread so much. I scream and quickly come to my senses and get into position, hoping it will only be one lash. That is true excruciating punishment and I have never felt the reality of being a true slave as much as I offer my wounded ass to Him the way He ordered me to. He remains silent. Nothing is heard other than my light whimpering and apologizing. I hear Him strip off His boxers and then, in one swift motion, He yanks the plug from my “pussy” (as He likes to call it) and tells me, “I’m gonna breed you doggy style, slave, because you are my fucking bitch!”

He penetrates me with only the tip of His cock and I take a hit of poppers and start waiting to be invaded, craving the feeling inside me when a man takes possession of me that way. “Oh no, bitch, don’t expect me to do all the work after you dared fall asleep on me. Back up, faggot! Impale yourself on your Master’s cock! Do it quick!” Between the lasting effect of the whipping and the high of the poppers and how much it turns me on when He calls me names I have lost all dignity and I do exactly what He commanded me to do. I back up as fast and as far as I can and feel His dick claim me. What I cannot manage to get myself He completes as He presses all the way into me and then holds Himself there. Once He’s seated, He takes a hand and reaches beneath His cock and wraps my still sore scrotum in His hand and squeezes the hell out of it. I yelp at the pain. “that’s it, puppy. yelp like a fucking dog while your Master claims your body. Balls still hurt? What a shame! Maybe you’ll learn what it means to belong to Me. Maybe you’ll learn that you have no. . thrust…. rights…. thrust….. over…… thrust…… this….. thrust….. miserable…. thrust… body!” and He fucks me hard and fast, shaking me up and down on the bed and now, at last, I know what it is like to be truly rape-fucked by the Man who has taken total control of me, by this beautiful boy whom I’ve adored and worshipped since I was, what?, ten or twelve years old.

It continues and continues and He starts to slap my ass right over what must be a massive welt from the strap and I scream and start to cry and sob like the bitch boy I am, knowing that my tears and my cries give immense pleasure to His cock which is buried in me and which is pistonning in and out of me without mercy and with no thought given to my own comfort or dignity. I realize what I am: pure and simply a hole to be used for His pleasure whenever and however He wants.

He pulls out all the way and I wonder if He has finished. He screams at me: ‘FUCK YOU, YOU CUNT! I fucking own you, boy and don’t you forget it. And He slams into me again and now sets up a rhythm: all the way out and then plunge back in and I feel raped over and over and over again, and a damn me, I am actually grateful to Him for what He is doing to me, for how He is revealing my true identity to me, and I wonder how I ever had managed to live without Him ruling me. my life was nothing before He took me over. No matter how much torture this act of conquest is for me, it is what I have craved but feared to attempt with anyone else. No, that is not true! There has never been anyone else who could have done this to me and have me surrender to it as if it was the one thing I craved more than anything else.

With heavy gasps, He breeds me and shoots Himself deep within me and collapses on top of me and pushes me down onto the bed. Slowly He becomes tender and kisses and licks me on the back of my neck, giving gently bites and then taking the chain around my neck into His teeth and pulling back on it so I am finding it hard to breathe again. I realize with a bit of horror that He likes it when He can control how I much I am allowed to breathe. He plays that game with me for a while, and remember that I am still sobbing, which makes it even more difficult. As His cock softens, He softens too and starts to coo at me and call me His beautiful baby and His beloved possession and His adorable puppy and all sorts of sweet names and I soak these up as much as I soaked up the curses He was laying on me before. I love all of it and, when I can catch a breath I tell Him that I love Him. “I know it, alex. How could you possibly love anyone other than Me? Has there ever been anyone you wanted to give yourself to?”

“No, Master, there hasn’t ever.”

“of course not. You were waiting for your true Master to claim you.” He reaches to the side and picks up the plug and then rams it into me again and I let out a shout and He laughs at me!!!!! Actually laughs. “Oh baby,” He whispers to me, “keep that in you until it wakes you up with discomfort, and when it does, you wake Me up---don’t be afraid to----and I will take it out and take care of you, no matter what time it might be in the middle of the night. I’ll take care of you, sweetheart, after you have given Me what you would never give to any other man or any other Master.”

He rolls off of me. “Spoon, baby,” He tells me, and I am now on my side with Him pressing against me and I feel the sweet pain in my hole and the painful pain where He gave me that punishment lash with the strap. My wrists are still locked to my chain and apparently they are going to stay that way. That is fine. I slip into sweet surrender and He is being so tender with me as He caresses me with His large hands.

“This is your time of training, alex. I want you to understand that things will not always be this intense once I have broken you the way I want to. We will have regular sex but I don’t believe in heavy protocols and you will have a great deal of freedom as long as you are completely obedient to Me in everything, and things will be a lot more relaxed. But while we are up here, we play hard and we play for real and we play seriously. Our time up here is meant to transform you and life will get a bit easier. No one could stand this much intensity for long. But you will, for Me, for as long as I think it is necessary. And do you know what I am really hoping for?”

“What, Master?”

“I am hoping we can reconnect with former classmates and they can see for themselves that I have claimed you for Myself. I particularly would like to be able to have them see how I humiliate you, and what you have become. I wouldn’t be surprised if a lot of them have developed similar interests as time has gone by. And I know you will make Me proud of you, boy, because you want to please Me so much and because you will be proud to be My own personal property—not a free man, but property. That will please Me very much, and I know it will please you as well because you are such a perverted faggot, aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am, for You alone, Master, not for anyone else. May I ask a question, Billy?”

“Sure. What would you like to ask?”

“Am I to become a total slave for Your friends as well? Will You take pleasure in having me serve them as their slave as well?”

“No, not at all, baby. They have their own subs and Robert has slaves, as I told you. They are only participating in this to help Me out. Certainly, they will get their own pleasure from using you to the extent that I allow, but this is only for this special time of training. Once this is all over, you will be exclusively Mine. Even My father will not make any claim to you. Just Me. Just Me and you. But, of course, if for some reason you deserve to be punished, I may give you to one Dom or one Master or another for a brief period of time, but never more than just a few hours. I am too possessive and jealous for anything more than that. You are My property, no one else’s. And I don’t share My property too much, any more than I would let someone else use My car and take a long trip with it. Consider the way I just took you, alex. Could you have any doubt that I alone could do that to you?”

“No, Master, but thank You for letting me ask. I get fearful and doubtful at times.”

“Alex, you have tasted My strap and felt My cock deep within you. Let that be your proof that you are Mine and Mine alone.”

“Yes, Master, thank You for owning me and giving my miserable life meaning.”

“You are welcome, pup. Now it is time for sleep. Sleep in my arms baby, and wake me up when you have a problem with the plug. Promise?”

“Yes, Master, Your slave promises.”

“good boy. Now sleep.”

And as my eyes close and I sink back into His body, I become an infant in His arms and under His protection, and I find a happiness that I have always looked for but were never able to find.