Main Characters

James Grant

• 19 years old
• Freshman at Midwest University
• Walk on basketball team member
• Class A Illinois High School Basketball Champion
• 6’0
• Blue eyes
• Golden blonde hair
• White skin with a golden tan
• Very toned
• From a small farming town in Central Illinois
• Ultra-masculine farm boy

Master Damion Jordan

• 20 years old
• Sophomore at Midwest University
• Recruited with full scholarship for basketball
• Class AAAA Illinois High School Basketball Champion
• 6’7 
• Green eyes
• Black hair
• Deep black skin
• Very muscular
• From Chicago, Illinois
• The epitome of a confident, masculine man

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Chapter 1

Walking down the hall to his teammate’s suite, James Grant couldn’t believe he’d gotten himself into this situation. It was only the second month of his college career. Just months earlier, he had completed one of the greatest Illinois High School Class A careers ever—state titles in football, basketball, and the 100 and 200 meters.

He not only was a talented athlete, but he looked the part too. At 6 feet tall with a muscular build, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a golden tan complexion, he was a walking Greek statue. These things came naturally to him so while he did focus much of his time on his body and athletic skills, he never had to try too hard. He also did very well in the classroom, so his high school life may have been more of a big fish in a little pond than hard work.

There was no shortage of girls interested in him as well. He found it a distraction from his other ambitions though and quickly started dating Jennifer, a girl the same age in his church. They were a perfect example of high school abstinence. James liked spending his time in the gym with the guys, but sex with them never crossed his mind. He was a man.

Then he went to college at Midwestern University and everything changed. Suddenly he was a small fish in a big pond. It was always his dream to play basketball for MU, but there were many other big recruits the team went after. Ultimately he was invited to walk on for a chance to make the team which he barely did. It quickly became obvious he wouldn’t be playing much if at all.

That is where he met Damion Jordan though. Damion was the hottest recruit in college basketball that year, and James could see why. He towered over him at 6’7 and was built like no one he had ever seen before. He was in awe from the moment he first looked up into his piercing green eyes on the court. That made Damion’s complete indifference to James even more frustrating.

James got more and more depressed as the school year continued and started drinking with some guys destined to be frat bros somewhere. That’s how he ended up at a party at one of the more exclusive fraternity houses. This house always invited the elite athletes which didn’t include him, but one of his new friends got him in and Jennifer came to visit as well.

Jennifer was all over him in a way that wasn’t normal, but James was very distracted and already drunk. He could see Damion hanging out with the rich leaders of the fraternity sipping some expensive brandy. He continued to chug the cheap keg beer as Jennifer stopped trying. He didn’t even notice her disappear into the crowd. 

In fact when he woke up with a crazy hangover in the morning in his room alone, he didn’t remember much of anything that night besides a buddy helping him home. Then he heard the familiar sound of a text notification on his phone.

He lazily rolled over and searched for his phone in the pants laying by his bed. After finally grabbing it and laying back down, he blurrily saw the text from an unknown number was a video of what appeared to be a naked woman on a bed. Then the text accompanying the video made him pop up instantly.

The text said, “Thanks for letting me borrow your girlfriend, sport. 😂”

He played the video and immediately recognized Jennifer’s face. She was nude on all fours on a bed looking back at the person holding the phone recording her. He then heard the filmer in a vaguely familiar voice say, “You sure you want to do this?”

She said, “Definitely.”

“Say hi to the camera.”

She turned, winked, waved at the camera, and said, “Hi, baby.”

The camera tilted down and the filmer moved up on the bed behind her revealing the biggest black dick James had ever seen in his life. Jennifer began to moan loudly as the Magnum condom covered big cock entered her from behind. Then fucked her for several minutes before cumming on her back.

Then the phone flipped to reveal the filmer who James immediately recognized as Damion Jordan saying, “Thanks, bro.” and winking. Then it was over.

James couldn’t believe it. He immediately texted back “WTF man” without thinking.

He laid back down and his head continued to pound from the hangover and the embarrassment of having his star teammate humiliate him. He didn’t see how things could get any worse for him at that moment. Then flipped over to bury his head in his pillow and realized as he lay on his stomach, he had a hard-on.

He flipped back over and put his hand down his pants to grab his super hard 4 inch dick. He knew from the locker room his dick was the least impressive part of his body, but never concerned himself with it. He was confused and maybe still a little drunk but began jerking off and then played the video again–watching the huge black dick fuck the little hole. He quickly came all over his bare stomach.

Then he heard the text notification again rushing him back to reality. What had he just done?

He put the phone on the dresser not wanting to deal with it yet and got up to jump in the shower to clean the mess he had made. The warm shower felt good on his pounding head.

He finished, dried off, walked back to his room and sat on the bed naked. He noticed in a mirror his abs weren’t quite as defined as usual which didn’t help his mood. As he sat down he heard another text notification.

Knowing he couldn’t avoid it forever, he picked up the phone to see two texts from the same number that sent him the video–Damion’s.

“Just taking what I deserve. You don’t agree?”

“I don’t tolerate mediocrity on my teams. You needed to be taught a lesson. Come by my room at 1pm to continue it. Reply that you understand.”

James knew he hadn’t been doing great but didn’t think anyone let alone Damion noticed or cared. The coaches didn’t pay much attention to him either. He looked at the time on the phone which was already 12:45pm. 

He pondered just quitting the team for a minute but knew he couldn’t do that. He needed to man up, so he quickly texted back, “I understand.” Then got dressed in his usual boxer briefs, gym shorts, t-shirt, Nike socks, and some Nike basketball shoes. Then he headed down the hall to where Damion’s two room suite was located as he thought about how he had gotten in this situation.

He knew he couldn’t change the past though, and he quickly found himself standing in front of Damion’s suite door with just a minute to spare. He was sweating and his hand shook as he hesitated a moment before knocking on the door. He had to man up.

In less than a minute but what seemed like forever for James the door opened revealing Damion in just a pair of grey sweatpants. James couldn’t help but check out his amazingly molded 8-pack abs and the massive pecs above them. Then his eyes wandered down to the outline of the 13-inch massive cock he had jerked off to earlier before being startled by Damion’s deep voice.

“Eyes up here man”

Fuck. What am I doing? James thought.

“Follow me, “ Damion said as James looked up into those green eyes.

He followed James in through the living room of the suite where Damion’s roommate, Jamal, was playing a video game.

“You remember James from the B-squad, right?”

“Yeah, man. What’s up?” Jamal gave James a nod, and James did so too not knowing what to say in his predicament. 

Damion very calmly said as he continued to walk back to his room, “We’re just going to catch up on some homework.” James followed.

Damion sat in a chair by his desk and pointed beside the bed, “Close the door. Stand over there. Don’t sit.” James felt his stomach churn as he reached back to close the door and move to the spot Damion instructed. He noticed he was looking at the floor and looked up to see Damion’s judging eyes above his beautiful torso.

“Your girl told me you haven’t paid much attention to her and haven’t been talking much lately”

“Look man. That really wasn’t cool what…”

Damion interrupted, “I didn’t ask a question.”

James froze, unsure what to say. Damion’s commanding tone made it clear he’d done something wrong. “Sorry man,” he said and looked back at the floor.

“Now listen up. I remember seeing you in the state championships, and you’re not half bad.”

James was surprised by the semi-compliment.

“Your workouts have been half‑ass, and your girl says you’re distracted, partying too much, and not even into her.”

“I’ve just…,” started James as he looked back up into those green eyes.

“I still didn’t ask you a question,” Damion said more sternly and sat up in his chair.

“Sorry,” James said immediately as he noted Damion’s assertiveness and looked back to the floor.

“So I’ve got two problems we need to take care of, James. One is your lack of effort and direction. That one will be easy. The second one is that I don’t allow queers on my team.”

“But I’m not gay!” James blurted looking back up at Damion who quickly stood up and walked just in front of him. He had to tilt his head back to look up into Damion’s very serious looking eyes, and James was scared.

“If you’re not, then why do you stare at my body and my dick, every chance you get? And don’t act like you don’t?”

Fuck. He had just been caught red-handed at the door, but also didn’t realize Damion ever noticed anything he did.

James managed to stutter, “I… I…,” before Damion suddenly reached his hand out and grabbed James’ hard dick.

“And why is your dick hard?”

James was stunned. He was terrified and turned on so much at the same time. Those feelings and having the mountain of man grab his dick made he cum right there.

Damion immediately let go. “Holy shit dude.” he laughed and went back to his chair, continuing to laugh.

James didn’t know what to do. He wanted to cry but didn’t want to be weak. He then started to beg Damion. “Please man. I’ve never done anything with a guy before! I swear! Please don’t tell anyone about this. I can be better on the team. I can make it up to you. I’ll do anything.”

And that last sentence was what Damion was waiting to hear. “Alright. Listen up.” Damion said, stopping James.

“This is what I’ll offer you. I will lead your training program. You will do everything I say and follow a set of rules to get you back on the right path. As long as you do that, I will keep this between us.”

James didn’t hesitate. “Yes, Damion. I’ll do whatever you say to be the best man I can be for the team and you.”

Damion grinned slightly showing his pleasure. “Okay then. Strip. I need to see what I’m working with.”

James was confused again. “What?”

The grin quickly left Damion’s face and he sternly replied, “If you’re going to question what I ask, you can just leave.”

James quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, Damion. I got it.” He quickly reached back and pulled off his t-shirt and kicked his shoes off. Then pulled his shorts down, pulled each sock off, and stood up.

“Those too. Then hands behind your head.” Damion said.

James almost said something but then reached down, pushed his boxer briefs down, kicked them to the side, and put his hands behind his head. James felt exposed like he never had before. Damion laughed, “That dick is even smaller than Jennifer described it.” James’ face turned red.

“Your body isn’t bad but needs a lot of work. I will email you a workout schedule. I’ll also be in contact with the team trainer to make sure you are logging them. I will know if you ever miss one, and you will be punished. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Damion.”

“And from now on when we are alone, you will refer to me as Sir. Is that understood?”

James immediately answered, “Yes, Sir,” surprising himself a little.

“Now turn around.”

James answered, “Yes, Sir.” and he turned around feeling more and more humiliated.

“I’ll make sure those glutes get the workout they need. Now spread your legs, bend over, and spread your cheeks. I need to make sure you weren’t lying to me about that hole being used.”

James’ face turned even more red as he replied “Yes, Sir” and complied with Damion’s instructions.

Damion was very pleased to see a hairless, tight, pink hole. “Very good, boy.”

Being called “boy” by Damion increased James’ humiliation but he also liked it. Damion was paying attention to him, and that excited him. In fact, he could feel his dick start to harden again and immediately tried to think of anything else to stop that.

“Now turn around. On your knees. Hands behind your back.”

James replied, “Yes, Sir,” and did as he was told. Damion laughed again as he noticed James’ semi-hard little dick. “I see you're enjoying this.” James blushed and looked to the floor.

“That is good. When you kneel before me, you will always keep your eyes lowered unless otherwise instructed. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Now a few more rules.”

“You will throw all your underwear away and only wear a jockstrap at all times now. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” He wondered how far this was going to go but also enjoyed being in Damion’s presence.

“You will buy seven grey Nike t-shirts with just the small logo on them, and seven pairs of army camo workout shorts with the 3.5” inseam. Those along with your white Nike socks are the only clothing you will wear from now on. If there is an event that requires more clothing, you will ask my permission first. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” James began to get more turned on by the thought of his daily routine being defined by Damion. Damion couldn’t believe how lucky he was that he was right about James and began to get turned on himself.

“Hand me your phone and give me your passcode.” 

“Yes, Sir.” James reached over to his shorts and retrieved his phone. Then he crawled over to Damion and reached up to hand it to him. Damion’s bulging biceps glimmered in the sun and his pecs flexed as he grabbed the phone from James who was gazing up at him from his knees. James wanted to stay there but knew he should move back to his prior position.

“Did you forget something?” Damion said as he flashed the lockscreen of the phone to James.

Shit. “The code is 1476, Sir.”

“That’s two punishments you will receive now. One for questioning me earlier, and one for your inability to follow instructions.” James’ head sank as he wondered what the punishment would be. An extra workout? Sprints?

James kneeled in silence with his thoughts as Damion worked with James’ phone. Then James’ thoughts were interrupted by Damion’s voice. “I’ve shared your location with me, so I will know where you are at all times. Your phone should be on you at all times and when I text you you will have two minutes to answer. If not, a punishment will be earned. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” James said as he knew with every rule more and more of his free will was being taken. If this is what it took to get back on track though, he would do anything.

“The next one is simple. No more drinking or any other drugs. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” James knew he had been drinking too much but didn’t figure stopping would be hard.

“Those are a good start, but there will be more as we progress with your training.”

“Now stand up and open the closet door. Bring me one of the pickle ball paddles hanging inside the door.”

James thought this was an odd request but replied “Yes, Sir,” and did as he was told.

“Now put your hands on the bed, spread your feet, and bend your knees.”

Then James realized what was about to happen but couldn’t believe it. Another man was going to spank him? Like a child? “I don’t know about this…”

Damion stood immediately asking “What did I say about questioning me?” as he got inches away from James’ face. James looked up into those green eyes and could feel the heat from Damion’s face and smell his smell. It was intoxicating.

James had never been so intimidated and also so disappointed he had upset Damion. He trembled a bit as he said, “To not too Sir” and gulped.

Damion didn’t move an inch as he continued. James felt the spit from his words on his face, “Obedience will be the key to your transformation. When you earn a punishment you will be disciplined. You will take it without question. Understand?”

James was still trembling but didn’t hesitate, “Yes, Sir.”

“Now bend over the bed.”

James turned from the brutal stare of the green eyes in his face to the bed. He put his hands down on it and spread his feet. His legs trembled a bit as he bent them slightly. He hadn’t been spanked since he was a young child and never with a paddle. Damion looked down at the site and could feel his cock twitch in his sweatpants again.

“Are you going to take these punishments like a man now, James?” Damion said.

James stopped trembling as he pumped himself up. It’s just pain. I can take it. Quit being a pussy. “Yes, Sir. I can take it, Sir.”

“Good boy. You're going to get 10 for questioning me earlier. 10 for not following directions. And 20 more for questioning me again. Understand?”

Fuck. “Yes, Sir”

“Good boy. And you will count them out as you receive them.”

“Yes, Sir”

James was surprised as the paddle landed against his bare ass. “Ahhh” he let out, arched his back, and lifted his hands off the bed. He immediately felt the large strong hand of Damion pushing him back down.

“Don’t move.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“And we’ll start over since you can’t count. That was a light one too. Are you sure you can take this like a man?”

Fuck. But James didn’t hesitate, “Yes, Sir.”

Then whack!

James let out a deep breath but quickly said “1.”

“1, what?”

Fuck. “1, Sir.”

“Let’s start over again.” Fuck. Whack!

“1. Sir.”

“Good boy.” Whack.

It’s just pain, James. “2. Sir.” Whack!

By the time the tenth one landed James had to try as hard as possible not to move. His ass was on fire. He wasn’t sure how he was going to make it through 30 more. Then Damion’s strong hand began to rub the burning area. The heat from his hand was comforting and relaxed James.

“You did a good job, James.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Are you ready for the next 10?”

James winced at the thought of continuing, but didn’t hesitate and said strongly, “Yes, Sir.”

Damion lifted his caressing hand from James’ red ass. Whack! “1, Sir.”

Whack! “2. Sir.”

The onslaught continued. Then James gritted his teeth and a tear started to form as the tenth one landed on his fiery rear. “10, Sir.”

Damion began to caress the burning area again. “Good boy, James.”

“Thank you, Sir.” James said as he held back the tear.

“Do you understand now how punishments must be severe to keep you disciplined?”

“Yes, Sir.” James sniffled. The strong, warm hand continued to nurture the burning skin of his buttocks. Damion rubbed the burning area for a few minutes. Then James felt the hand disappear. He could sense Damion walking away from him–relieving him the paddling wasn’t immediately continuing.

It wasn’t long though before he felt Damion approach again. James felt him bend over him. His strong hand appeared in front of his face with his bunched up boxer briefs. “Open your mouth.”

James opened his mouth even though this made him very nervous. He knew he should trust Damion though–not to question him. Damion stuffed the boxer briefs into James’ inviting mouth as he said, “Good boy. We don’t want Jamal to hear you as we finish up. I’m going to give you the last 20 continuously. Make no mistake this is going to hurt.” 

James’ eyes got wide as Damion sat down on the bed next to him. Then his strong arm wrapped itself around James’ waist. He pulled him over one knee tightly holding him there so he could not move. Then the other hand brought the paddle firmly down onto James’ already red ass. Then immediately up and back again.

He counted the slaps in his head. At about 5 he started to cry and moan. At 10 he started to squirm, and Damion pulled his grip in tighter. The next 10 were a blur of pain for James–a sensation he had never felt before. Then it was over. Tears were running down his face. His ass was stinging.

Then he heard the paddle drop to the floor and once again felt the warm hand start to caress the burning flesh. Damion felt James’ body start to relax in his grip. “Good boy.”

With those words James realized how good and safe he felt bent over Damion’s knee held tightly in his grip. He wanted this. The stinging of his ass only amplified these feelings. He wanted to do whatever he could to make Damion happy.

Taming this jock boy had made Damion’s cock rock hard, and he needed to get off. “Back on your knees.”

James pushed himself up as Damion released his grip. He got back on his knees on the floor with his hands behind his back. Damion stood up from the bed, and James noticed the huge outline of his hard dick in his grey sweatpants. James’ own dick twitched, and James knew he wanted it.

Damion walked to James and grabbed his hair with one hand and pulled his head back. “Open up.” James did as he was told and Damion grabbed the boxer briefs, throwing them to the floor. Holding his head back so James was looking up into his eyes he said, “Time to thank me for your punishment. How would you like to do that?”

James swallowed and hesitated. Was he really going to suck another man’s dick? And ask him if he could? “Sir I… I don’t know.”

Damion pulled his head back further. “Tell me what you want.”

Damion’s piercing green eyes stared into James’ bright blue eyes as they teared up once more. “I want to please you Sir.”

“Tell me how you are going to please me.”

James then succumbed to his most inner desires and said, “I want to suck your dick, Sir.”

With that Damion smiled and pulled James’ head into his sweatpants. “Feel the big dick against your face? Think you can handle that?”

“Yes, Sir.” James said as his cock immediately rose to attention.

Damion let James go and took a step back. He grabbed the waistband of his sweat pants and pushed them down revealing his massive 13-inch dick. James was in awe as Damion stepped back up to him. “Lick it.”

Now James really had never done anything with a guy before. The idea of licking another man’s cock was still foreign to him. He did as he was told though and licked the top of the huge cock in front of him. The salty taste was strange to him, and he immediately took his tongue back.

“Don’t stop till I tell you too, cocksucker.”

James had never let anyone call him that before without getting punched. He had just licked another man’s dick though and felt humiliated. Damion then pushed the dick to his lips and he opened his mouth and licked again. And again. He licked up and down all 13 inches of Damion’s big cock. Then Damion pulled his head back and said, “Take it in your mouth now.”

James opened his mouth as wide as he could and took the tip of Damion’s cock in it. Then he tested the pre-cum from the tip on his tongue and tried to pull back but Damion held him there. “Just relax. Take the taste in and swallow.” 

James swallowed the pre-cum and then started to suck on the tip. More pre-cum flowed and James swallowed more. “That’s a good cocksucker.” Damion said as he rubbed James’ head.

James was defeated. He was on his knees sucking another man’s cock willingly and his own cock was hard. In fact he didn’t even realize he had started to stroke it. Damion then pushed into James’ mouth as far as he could, which was only a few more inches. “Keep sucking. You’ll need a lot of practice but you’ll take it all down your throat eventually.”

James did as he was told and sucked on the big dick filling his mouth. The site of James trying as hard as he could choking on his dick was really turning him on. He was going to have so much fun breaking this jock even further. It wasn’t long before he grabbed the back of James’ head and pushed in again as far as he could. “Just swallow.”

He held James’ head in place as he unloaded a load of jizz into his mouth. James wasn’t ready for this. For the first time a man was shooting cum into his mouth. The big load was filling his hole and the salty taste almost made him gag. “Keep sucking!”

James did as he was told and swallowed the load down his throat. He sucked the rest of it out of the big dick filling his mouth. The cum was now intoxicating to him and before he knew it he was shooting a load of his own all over Damion’s leg and foot.

Damion pulled his dick out of James’ mouth. In a rush that large, warm hand that was caressing his stinging ass earlier slapped him across the face. “Lick that faggot cum off me now.”

James had never eaten his own cum but immediately bent down and started licking. It tasted different. Not as good and he almost gagged again. Thankfully his load wasn’t near as big and didn’t take him long to clean up.

“Now bend back over the bed and assume the same position.”

Fuck. His ass was still stinging hard from the last punishment, and he was coming down after shooting his third load of the day. What was he doing? Why was he letting this guy control him and call him a faggot?

“New rule. No jerking yourself off without my permission. Understand?”

As James bent back over the bed he thought a second about giving up. He didn’t need to take this. He could transfer to a smaller school where he could be the star player again. Then Damion’s large hand landed heavily on his ass renewing the stinging once more. Damion bent over the bed so his face was right next to James’ and said into his ear, “I need to know you understand.”

James felt the warmth of Damion’s body against his and took in his scent. He knew he didn’t want to give that up, and he confirmed, “Yes, Sir.” And like that, he agreed to let his manhood be controlled by another man. How much further could he go?

Damion got up and walked towards his desk as he said, “Obedience will not be optional.” Leaning over he grabbed a three foot long bamboo cane from against the backside of the desk. Then turned to put the point of it on the bed just in front of James’ face.

Fuck. This is going to hurt. It’s just pain.

“I was going to just give you 10 of these, but since you can’t answer simple questions you will get 20. You will count them for me. Understand?”

James’ ass burned as he listened to Damion’s commanding voice, but he quickly answered, “Yes, Sir.” He gripped the sheet bulging his own impressive biceps and watched the cane move behind him.

“Do I need to gag you? Or will you be a good boy?”

James had committed. He wanted to go further with Damion. He wanted another taste of his body. “I can take it, Sir.”

“Good boy.”

James heard the whooshing sound of the cane moving quickly through the air. Then let out a restrained groan and curled his toes as the cane landed. Otherwise, he did not move though.

“1, Sir.”

“Good boy. Now these next 9 are going to come quickly. Keep up, boy.”

Whack! “2, Sir.”

Whack! “3, Sir.”

Whack! “4, Sir.”

Whack! “5, Sir.”

Whack! “6, Sir.”

Whack! “7, Sir.”

Whack! “8, Sir.”

Whack! “9, Sir.”

Whack! “10, Sir.”

James was gripping Damion’s sheets tightly with both fists. His face was bright red and sweat and tears ran down it. His toes still curled as his ass burned and pulsed harder than before. He could feel the welts rising from each strike. Then he felt the warmth of Damion’s hand start to caress the red and bruised skin again, and he began to calm down.

“Good boy. Do you understand how important obedience is now?”

James had to quickly gather himself to not look weak. “Yes, Sir. I do, Sir.”

Damion continued to soothe the bruised ass presented to him. “And you’re going to follow all my rules and orders from now on?”

“Yes, Sir. I will, Sir.”

“You’ll do well then.” Damion soothed the beaten cheeks for some time before continuing.

“Now these last 10 will come fast and hard. No need to count. Take them still and silently. Are you strong enough to do that?”

James gripped the bed again as Damion noticed the flexing muscles in his back and arms. He confidently spread his feet a little more to present his ass to his punisher. It’s just pain. It’s just pain. It’s just temporary pain. “Yes, Sir.”

Damion’s hand lifted the cane high in the air and came down hard on James’ already bruised cheeks. The sting was brutal but James just gritted his teeth and clinched his fists harder. Damion smiled as the defeated jock impressively took the hard swat of the cane.

Emboldened Damion rained the remaining 9 swats on James’ bare ass. The pain was immense for James. He was in a zone now anticipating and taking the intense sting of each swat. Sweat poured down his face but no more tears. He embraced the pain given to him from the man he adored.

He heard Damion set the cane down and open a jar, but he didn’t dare move until told. Then he felt Damion’s hand begin to rub some kind of cream on his fiery, welt-covered cheeks. “This will help it heal.”

“Thank you, Sir,” James said as he hung his head in defeat. He was embarrassed to be in this position but also grateful to be in it with Damion.

Damion finished applying the cream and directed, “Back on your knees.”

James slowly lifted himself off the bed and back on his knees as the soreness of his bruised ass set in. He kept his eyes lowered to the floor and put his hands behind his back. His little dick was leaking on the floor.

Damion moved directly in front of James. “Look at me.” James looked up past Damion’s bulging crotch, his 8-packs abs, the huge pecs surrounded by the massive arms, and up into his piercing green eyes. In the matter of less than two hours, he had submitted control of most of his life to this god of a man.

Damion then lowered the front of his sweatpants down beneath his balls and placed his semi-hard dick on James’s face. How humiliating. The humiliation only grew as he breathed in Damion’s musk, and he enjoyed it.

“More rules and orders for you. Listen up.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I have installed an app on your phone named Obedience and imported my template of tasks that you are to complete daily and weekly. You are to mark these complete as you do them. Failure to do so will alert me and earn you a punishment. Every evening at 10:00pm you will report here if you have any assigned punishments. Understand?”

James said, “Yes, Sir” as he realized more and more this man would control his daily life. Looking past his huge cock and into his eyes, he wanted that more than anything else at that moment.

“You will buy a MyFitnessPal premium account, and log all the food you eat. Meet with the team nutritionist to confirm your diet. Each night you will send me your food log. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“In your email, you will find links to buy the uniform pieces we discussed earlier. Buy 7 of each and ship them express so they arrive on Monday. Send me the receipts as soon as you do. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Each morning you will send me a photo of yourself to show me your uniform. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Now thank me for letting you be my faggot bitch.”

James closed his eyes as his mind resisted accepting that sentence and saying it out loud. Quickly he opened them though as Damion pulled his head back with a handful of his blonde locks. “You had my big cock in your mouth, right?”

“Yes, Sir,” James strained as his head was held back, and he stared into the stern, green eyes beaming down at him.

“And you sucked a load out of it and swallowed it, right?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“So what does that make you then?”

A single tear fell down James’ face and he admitted, “I’m your faggot bitch, Sir.”

Damion let go of James’ hair as he laughed, “That’s right, boy. Now kiss my feet.”

James didn’t hesitate now as he bent over and kissed each of Damion’s size 16 feet. Then lifted his head back up as Damion swung his big meat and slapped him several times across the face with it. Then once again rested it on James’ face as he looked down upon him.

“I’m about to let you go back to your room, but your initiation isn’t over yet. It is now 2:45pm, and you will report back here at 7pm. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“It’s going to be a long Saturday night, so take a nap. Shower. Eat a light meal just before. And arrive in your uniform promptly at 7. If you don’t want to continue, then don’t show up. I’ll forget you exist, and use my time better. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” James replied as he thought there was no way he wouldn’t come back while he looked at the man in front of him, but there were hours before 7.

“Kiss my dick goodbye for now.” James moved his lips to the tip of the big cock and kissed it deeply taking in the taste on his lips again as his own little dick leaked more.

“Good boy. Now grab your shirt and clean your tiny dick juices off my floor. Then get dressed and leave.”

“Yes, Sir.” James said as he watched Damion open the room door, walk into the restroom, and heard the shower turn on. 

James grabbed his shirt and wiped off the floor, put it on, and stood up as his ass burned again. He grabbed his shorts and slowly pulled them up over his bruised cheeks and then stuffed his bunched up boxer briefs in the pocket. He grabbed his socks and began to sit down on the bed but the pain was too much. He stood and put them on and slid his sneakers on then walked out.

He heard the loud noise of the video game Jamal was playing. He made his way to the suite door trying not to look at Jamal, but he called out, “Have a good one, James!” 

James awkwardly stopped and replied, “Yeah, you too man.” Then he turned and quickly left.

Damion stroked his long dick in the shower as he heard the door close and he smiled. That boy was going to be his property, and the rest of the masters would be impressed.

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