The Alex Chronicles

I hear the knock on the door and I am trembling with excited anticipation at the depths of the humiliation I will experience for the next couple of hours. I hear Master greet Mitchell, offer Him a beer which He accepts, takes one Himself and then ushers Mitchell into the living room where this slave is groveling as ordered.

“Oh wow,” says Mitchell. “Hot.”

“I wanted You to have a chance to see what a reasonably well-trained piece of property accepts its position as slave to both of Us, Mitchell. And by the way, do you prefer to be called Mitchell or Mitch?”

“Mitch, actually, Sir, thanks for asking.”

“Mitch, there is no reason to address Me as Sir. Even though You are a novice Dom, in one sense We are equals. And this he points to me is inferior in all respects and trained to serve however I direct or You direct as we get more involved. It has been ordered to remain silent unless it has to cry out from pain. It will answer any questions You may ask and it will call You Sir. You may call me Billy.”

“Got it. I’ve got to tell you, man, this really looks hot. I’m already getting hard.”

“You have got to realize, Mitch, that there is something a bit unreal about this situation and not assume that it will immediately be like this with any submissive You have an opportunity to dominate and use. This slave is undergoing intensive training while here at the cabin. In addition to that, We are in a relationship and this slave will be living with Me on a 24/7 basis and always as a slave or piece of property unless I, for one reason or other, choose to relax the protocol and restrictions. Your first experiences will most likely not be with well-developed slaves, but with peers who are somewhat curious about dominance and submission and who have expressed an interest in doing some exploring. It is always essential that there be frank communication between the two of you, and it is Your responsibility to make sure You are well aware of what the sub’s interests and limits may be. Am I overloading You already at this point?”

“Not at all, um Billy. I’ve been doing some reading on various sites and I have some ideas. In fact, I already have a boy my age who is interested in experimenting with Me some time soon.”

“Excellent. Do as much research as possible in all situations. There are excellent resources available and later You and I can discuss possible leads the You might not be aware of. But for now, let’s concentrate on this faggot’s service. Do you have a problem with My using the word “faggot”?

“I guess not, but to be honest, it surprised me. I mean, we are all gay, so . . . “

“Yes, Mitch, we are, but it is quite common for Doms to consider themselves as ordinary men who are Superior to slaves such as this one groveling here, and many of Us use the word “faggot” as a humiliating term when dealing with the inferiors. I wouldn’t advise using the term in the beginning with wanna-be subs until a hierarchy is established. Therefore, I won’t use the word for the rest of this session. So anyway, let me demonstrate to you how this slave is used in various capacities. You’ll notice that I am barefoot and there is a good reason for that. Let’s sit on the couch, shall we?”

They both sit down and I know what is coming. “As You know, this slave is well trained, but I am going to instruct it exactly how to serve me so you can get an idea how to proceed Yourself. FEET!”

I crawl over to Master and lower my head to the ground and kiss His feet. “that’s it, slave, kiss your Master’s feet and show Him how low you are. Salivate, boy. Get my feet wet then start sucking your spit off them starting with my toes.”

I do as told. Mitch is already breathing heavily.

“suck each toe, bitch, as if it is the most beautiful cock you have ever seen. Suck them good, all ten of them, and make sure you also clean between the toes and get My feet good and clean. That’s what You’re here for. That’s what you’re worth. And don’t get tired of lazy or I’ll get the strap.”

To Mitch: “I fucking love this. Not only does it feel awesome, but the fact that I have to power to make the slave do this for as long as I want also gives me a charge. Sometimes at night I ‘ll watch an entire movie with the slave working my feet. Sometimes I’ll even make it crawl under the table and take care of Me while I’m having My meals. Some Doms don’t really care about it, but it is one of my favorite things to have the slave do, especially when I don’t have anything else for it to do.” . . .  “slave, lick the bottoms of my feet to. Get them good and clean.”

“Mitch, you can try anything you want as well.”

“Might as well get some foot service then,” as He takes off his sneakers and socks. They might smell a bit.”

“doesn’t matter. this slave is a fucking pig. For others, though, you might need to make sure they’re good and clean. all depends on how much a slave is into it. Go ahead when You’re ready. Order the slave to take care of You. Go right ahead, dude.”

Mitch: “Slave, get over here and start licking My feet, starting with the bottoms and working your way around to the top. Don’t move too fast. Good and wet, pig boy!”

“Good going, Mitch. Make it serve you the way you want it to. Want more beer?” “Sure.”

Billy goes to the kitchen. Mitch orders me around: “Round the top slave and then get between each of my toes first then suck each one the way your Master made you do. This feels fucking awesome. Go at it harder and faster, bitch!” he yells.

Billy comes back and chuckles. “You’re not shy about ordering a slave around. Good for you, dude. Hey, I’ve got something else to show you. The slave’s mouth must be getting pretty dry by now.”

“Feels like that, Billy.”

“Okay. Let me show you how I allow the slave to drink: KNEEL UP, slave, and offer your mouth to me.”

I get into position as quickly as I can. Billy takes a full mouth of beer and then, leaning over, dribbles it into my mouth. I’m grateful for this.

“Holy fucking shit! it drinks right from your mouth!”

“Most of the time when it’s possible. If not here at home, I have a child’s sippy cup I give it to suck from. A slave can never get too much practice sucking.” Master gives me another mouthful then orders me back down to keep working on Mitch’s feet.

“I’m really enjoying this. Never would have thought of it.”

“that’s why you’re here, dude. Did you do what I suggested and go without deodorant?”

“I did, and I’m starting to stink.”

“Good. Take off your shirt, Mitch. We’ll make the slave eat your stink.”

Mitch strips off His shirt and tells the slave, “start with my belly button. Clean that out and then work your way up my chest. suck on each nipple but not too hard. Then, when I snap my fingers, bury your fucking pig mouth into my right pit. Lick and suck and get the stink out of it. Start NOW, bitch!”

Billy nods approvingly. “Yeah, Mitch, you’re a natural at this.”

“Saw this in a video. Come on, you bitch, put some more energy into it. show me how much you enjoy cleaning my body for me. Young Master’s body. Lick harder. Suck harder.” then Mitch raises his hand in the air and snaps his fingers and alex goes at it. “That’s right, pig. Eat the smell right off me.” He lets alex work the pit for a good while then snaps his fingers again. The slave gets the point and pounces on the other pit.”

Billy notes, “Seems that this pig likes cleaning pits. I’ll have to keep that in mind. Not really my thing, but humiliation is definitely my thing. Good for you, Mitch. Give it a break now. Wanna give it some of your beer?”

“Sure thing. MOUTH OVER HERE, slave. Get a drink from Sir Mitch.” He puts his lips right over the slave’s and pours it all into its mouth at once. Slave chokes a little and dribbles. Mitch takes his hand and wipes the dribble all over the slave’s face. Billy coaches him. “Spit on its face if you want. Spit on it and wipe the spit all over.” Mitch does what Billy says and really gets into it.

“Slave got upset yesterday because I let someone else spit on its face. That explains the whip marks on its back. So spit away. Soak the fucker and rub it all over.”

Mitch does just that, then says to the slave, “We’re gonna try the beer drink again, slave. Don’t fuck it u this time or you’ll be sorry.” He takes a good mouthful and transfers it to alex the same way as before. This time, alex knows that’s coming and is able to take it all and swallow it quickly. “Good slave. Now back down on my feet!” slave slides down and does what its been told. It is really tired right now and Billy is sensitive to this. He gives an order. “Slave take a rest. Crawl into the kitchen and sit in the corner the way I told you. Rest your eyes but do not wipe your face clean. Stay there with Sir’s spit on your face and the taste of His armpits and beer in your throat.”

So relieved. I crawl to the kitchen and lean back against the wall and hope they just let me rest for a while. Close my eyes and I guess I fall asleep for a while.

Meanwhile back in the other room, Billy and Mitch have a nice chat.

“Billy, I can’t believe what I got to make alex do. I’m hot and hard now.”

“I assume you’d like a nice blow job before leaving.”

“you bet!”

“Anything else you want to explore while you’re here?”

“Don’t think so. I do want to get some practice spanking but that can wait for another time. You’ve really marked the bitch up.”

“Unavoidable. Another piece of advice: when a slave does something that deserves punishment, never wait too long. Make it as immediate as possible and then it’s over and you move on. But if you wait, a lot of dark feeling fester in the slave’s mind and corrupt its spirit. I wanted to keep it reasonably clear for you so you could experiment using a whip and a flogger, but the punishment was really needed yesterday so I had to proceed.”

“May I ask what it did to warrant such a whipping?”

“It harbored rebellious thoughts and failed to expose them to me. don’t forget, I’m not only training this slave’s bodily behavior, I’m also training its mind and I want that mind to be totally focused on being my slave and nothing else. Very important for it to be transparent with Me and tell Me any negative thoughts that come up. You see, if it dwells on such thoughts they take it out of its ‘slave space’ and therefore, the longer it entertains such thoughts, the greater the chance it will back away or even quit. I know alex. I’ve know him since we were kids. I know how much he’s lusted after me all these years and how important this is to him. Therefore I have to crawl into its head and learn what’s there so I can help form its mind.”

“Shit, dude. That’s heavy. Way beyond me at the moment. even though I think I understand what You’re getting at. Wow!”

“Put it aside then, Mitch. alex and I are 25 years old and have had other experiences with other players. Neither of us has ever gotten this deep before. We’re on new ground. But what I did discover last night after some pretty serious punishments---adn I mean more than one---is that this morning it was sweet and docile and needy and clingy, and look at how well it behaved today. That’s proof that my technique is working.”

“sure looks that way.”

“anything else before you go? At least you deserve a good blow job. Use the bedroom I’ll give you total privacy.”

“sounds good.”  Billy whistles for alex and actually wakes me up. slowly I crawl back to the living room..

“Lead my friend Mitch into the bedroom and do whatever He tells you to do. Once He’s satisfied, stay there until I come back to get you after Mitch leaves to go home.”

Ah. Private time. We end up in the bedroom and Mitch tosses off his pants and boxers and now is completely naked and I’m grooving on his young, viral form. He stands in front of me and makes me touch Him everywhere and I’m in heaven. Then He makes me put my hands behind me and He slaps me in the face several times, and as He’s slapping me, He says to me, “I know exactly what you are, alex. Don’t make the mistake of thinking I’m a naïve beginner, but your Master can still teach Me a lot. But I know what the fuck I’m doing and I know what the fuck I want and I’ve always dreamed of crushing the pride out of lowlife faggot slaves like you. Get it, fucker?”

“Yes, Sir.”

He slaps me again. “No, faggot. When we are alone, you call me Master. Got it?”

“Yes, Master.” He goes lies on the bed and opens his legs. “Start on the left foot. Lick you way up, lots of attention to the inner thigh than my balls: get my balls very wet, then lick your way across my taint and back to my ass and eat out my asshole until I tell you to stop, then lick your way back to my balls and  then lick your way up my cock and slide it into your mouth and give me the best fucking blow job you can give. Even better than the other night, slave.”

I begin. He doesn’t speak much I to exactly what He has ordered me to do. He literally went out of His mind when my tongue first touched His asshole and He kept me back there for a very long time. He really cleaned Himself well so it was hot eating Him the way He wanted me to. Finally I licked up the underside of His awesome dick then got the tip in my mouth and love it when I can finally have His whole cock in my mouth, and I suck it slow and steady just like He coaches me to do. I keep working on it the exact way He wanted me to until finally, I hear Him, “here it comes, slave. Keep it in your mouth without swallowing it and let me see.”

He shoots ropes and ropes of cum in my mouth. I hold it there and open my mouth for Him to see it.

“don’t fucking swallow yet, slave.” He sits up and puts his feet on the floor. “Get down there and drool My splooge over My feet.” Uh-oh. I can guess what comes next. I let it flow from my mouth.

“Good boy. Now lick it up. Lick my fucking feet clean of my scum, you fucking pig. Bet you never would think this would happen! There’s something about you that makes me want to push you lower and lower every time I’m with you. Lots more to explore. Another time maybe.  Come one, pig, clean those toes. Lick up every drop of what came out of my dick, fucker.”

Finally all is done. As He gets dressed, He says, “Told you I’d push you low, faggot. Some day I’m gonna fucking own you. . . . Now stay down there till your Master summons you.” He walks out of the room, once again offering no praise or thanks. He’s apparently done talking to Master because soon I hear the front door close and Him drive off in His poor boy jalopy.

I want to sleep so badly that I’m ready to cry over it. Master comes in and says, “You did good by him, boy. He’s gonna make some young sub very happy, that’s for sure. Natural born Dom, just like you’ve always been a natural born sub, alex. Damn, kid. You look wrecked. Get back up on the bed. Some nap time will do you good.”

“Please stay with me, Master, so I can sleep deeply.”

“Since you asked so nicely, boy, your Master is gonna hold you in His arms and you’ll wake up all refreshed and ready to go. You still have to get the rooms ready for Michael and Robert. They’ll be here about noon. That will give you plenty of time to clean the house and show them how good a domestic you can be when I want you to be. Maybe that will be your next job: expert housecleaning by naked slave. Hmmmmm………

He climbs up next to me and before both of His arms are able to get around me, I’m already fast asleep, and I dream of cleaning the bathroom of some mean old man standing over me with His strap in His hand. But then He turns into Billy and . . .zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz