Date: Mon, 15 Sep 2003 16:05:51 +0200
From: jakeN <jaken@email.si>
Subject: hireling-3

   Author: jaken, jaken@email.si

   Story involves sex, domination, joy and  satisfaction!

   Do not read if you are not allowed to by some authority. If
you are offended by sex or/and (sexual) abuse among men even
when written you do not have to read.

   Story is fictional.
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   DOUBTFUL DOUBT
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   I was confused bout everything that has happened. I was not
sure should I'll go to work the next day or should I just hope
not to see any of them again. I guess everyone in the dorm
knew what had happened and how they treated me, how they made
sure I did everything I was suppose to, how they supervised
me. Anyone who saw me could make fun of me next time we come
across.

   At home I started jerking off thinking of Deman. I thought
about the look he gave me when I was kneeling at the toilet
admiring his cock. As if he would let me know I am to obey him
and that he owns me and my soul. And I felt that way too.

   `He will take care of me. I just have to obey him and
everything will be in place. I am his captive. I want to live
under his control. I have to see him again!'

   With that the decision was made. I did not dare to jerk off
again. I felt being his property though I did not know what
his interest in me was.

   Next day...

   I went to the principal office to report I came to work.

   "Hello Sir. I guess this is the second day for me."
   "Good that you came. So you want the job?"
   "Well, I need to try. I guess I can do the work quite good."
   "Boys told me you even cleaned the basement toilet."
   "Yea, they showed it to me. It was quite a mess!"

   I looked at him. He had a nice bulge in his jeans. He was
sitting in a chair with his legs spread and turned towards me.
He had a short sleeve shirt with 3 top buttons undone and some
chest hair was seen. He put his arms behind his neck when he
talked to me and I could see some of his sweaty armpits.
   The shirt was light blue color, cotton. I tried to look at
his lips at most while he talked and I was quite nervous.

   "So that overall you have is all you have to wear for work?"
   "Yes Sir. I just have some old jeans or something like that
at home and maybe some old shirt but that is all I think."
   "I guess the overall will do for now. By regulations you are
not to wear casual clothing. You can wash it and dry it here
in the machines in the laundry when it gets dirty."
   "Thank you, Sir."

   He smiled at me. In a way he was a bit mysterious. I guess
he just wanted order.

   "I will show you the laundry. Come with me. You have your
outfit with you?"

   "Yes, I do."

   "I'll wait for you, go and change."

   "Yes Sir."

   I made haste. He was my superior and I better do as he says.
I returned within minutes.

   "Good, let's go! At this time not many of the guys are here.
But till the time you finish most of them will return. You
have to do laundry daily. You will collect it and when there
is enough of it to wash you will wash it. They will each
prepare a bag with their room number and you are to return it
to them in the same bag, but washed."

   I did not think I was to do that as well. But ok. I decided
to take the job and I will have to do what they give me to do.

   We entered the laundry. There were three washing machines
and baskets for the clothes.

   "You have to sort the clothes so they don't get ruined. The
laundry will be left in each room and you better do it in the
morning so you don't disturb anyone. The good thing is that
you don't have to iron them. But you have to fold them."

   He smiled and I was not thinking of doing that at all. That
really would be a hell of work for me.

   He was leaning over a basket and I looked at his nice ass.
He was looking for the wash-powder and things that I needed.

   "You know what. If you can't find something you should say.
Now go and collect the laundry from each room. Do not forget
to knock then wait a few seconds then knock again. If no
answer you may enter. I suggest you don't try to steal
something, coz they can be mean."

   "Maybe someone should check what I was carrying home when I
leave."

   I was in fear someone would lie and I would get beaten or
something. I hoped he would say yes.

   "Maybe I can do that. It is not against regulations, but it
is not in regulations either. I will let you know how this
will be done. For today you will return the key when you
collect everything and I'll just check you have nothing else
with you."

   "Yes. Thank you, Sir."

   I looked down in a bit of shame. I wanted to be checked but
I felt maybe that was not such a good choice either. Maybe
this could be settled in some other way as well. How is he
going to check me out? Will I have to get naked in front of
him? I would like that very much actually.

   "Now go to work! This is the key!"

   In each room there were about 4 beds. There was maybe round
40 guys. Each room had one toilet. What I cleaned the day
before were 3 public toilets. I guess they were cleaning these
by themselves. Maybe in such institution public toilets were
needed. I had no idea actually.
   I later found out that on each floor there were public rooms
where guys gathered to play parlor games or to just gather.
There they also could bring visitors or have a party for
birthday or so. That was on each floor. They also had TV room
on each floor... I started to like the place as it seemed more
and more domestic, as it should be in any case! Just that I
did not rally know what to expect.

   I picked the bags in each room then started the sorting. In
each bag there were dirty underwear, Tshirts, shirts,
trousers, sox... I did not know which to smell and which not.
I picked by accident and buried my nose in the crotches. I was
so damn horny I almost forget I could be caught.

   The washing was easy as each machine had the part where to
put the clothes divided into three parts and I had no problems
sorting. Each machine dried the clothes as well.

   I started licking one shorts that had underwear sawn inside.
They were blue with white vertical stripes, probably football.
On inner side it was dirty from sweat, front full of piss
stains and some shit stains on the back. This guy surely did
not mind much how long he wore them and I was thankful. I
sucked the piss stains out and smelled them. I was in heaven I
had so many dirty underwear of boys to sniff I could only
imagine. And it was my job to make them clean.
   I found one with cum dried. I felt it at once as I grabbed
the briefs. I was on my knees the whole time and I knew I will
love doing the laundry. I imagined kneeling in front of each
guy and have them throw their dirty clothes at my face. I
would thank each one then leave crawling with the dirty
clothes that I would pick off the floor with my mouth.

   The laundry was in the basement where I cleaned the toilet
yesterday just at the end of the hall then left. I found a
military shirt, olive green color. All wrinkled up, quite
dirty and smelly. I opened my overall and let it drop to
floor. In this position you could see my whole underwear. I
put it on and caressed my chest over the fabric then squeezed
my nipples as I imagined Deman would.
   I removed it and put into a washing machine. I started the
three machines then it got to me. `I should return the key to
the principal!'

   I knocked and waited a few seconds. Then I knocked again.

   "Enter."
   "Sir, I return the key!"

   "Zip that overall up!"

   Huh. I must have had a scared look as I did not remember
zipping it. But it was just half open.

   "Yes Sir. Sorry Sir!"

   He looked at me with a question in his eyes. I did not want
to say anything to find an excuse. I stood still and waited
with my hands on my back for his further instructions. I was
waiting for him to check me out.

   "Bring your clothes to me and anything else you brought with
you."
   "Yes Sir."

   Some guys already returned. As I walked they would greet me.

   "Hey Fido!"
   "Good day."

   One kicked me in my shoulder with his fist. "Fido!"
   "Auch. Good day!"

   "Hey cleaner! Carrying your garbage?"
   "Good day!"

   I was carrying my clothes. I looked down and continued
walking.
   "Answer if you are asked something!"

   He grabbed my clothes and threw them on the floor then
kicked them with his foot. As I tried to get it he tripped my
foot and I fell on my clothes.
   There were just two guys and both laughed.

   "Kick his ass!"

   "Get up!"

   I knew he was going to kick me so I prepared myself not to
fell over again. I continued my way to the principal office
and tried to get my clothes clean.

   As I entered after knocking he asked.

   "What was that laughter?"

   `What? He heard it? Did he hear everything?' I was puzzled.
`He could fire me for that?'

   "I tripped. I brought my clothes, Sir!"
   "Ok. Follow me. I will show you a locker where you will put
the clothes and bring me the key. Then I will hand you the
rooms-key. You can change in the hall as no one actually goes
in the basement much."

   ...building description...

   The principal office was in the ground floor. There was the
first floor and that was it. Each floor had like 7 rooms. 3 on
one side(E), 2 on the opposite(W), one public room(S), and one
on the North side. Floors were equal. The entrance was where
one public toilet was on 1st floor. The building had an L wing
on the NW side. In the ground floor was a small gym and in the
1st floor above it was public room. A part of it was dining
room and kitchen. One toilet was at the gym, this had showers
as well the one above, entrance was from inner side and from
the hall. In the first floor the other toilet was on the other
side of the building(S) where a TV room was.

   ...building description; end...

   I liked having a locker. Felt nice. `Where did the lady that
worked here changed?' This question puzzled me a bit. `She
surely did not change in the hall. Oh. Maybe she used the
depository.' I was satisfied with the solution though I knew
it was probably not true.

   "Ok. I should not have problems with that. I changed in the
depository room now."

   He gave me a look as if I were not to use that room for
changing but I guess I was wrong but the fear got to me and I
instantly decided to change there. He unlocked and it was
dirty inside. He took my clothes and threw them inside then
locked.

   I was just about to say `IT IS ALL DIRTY IN THERE!' but he
gave me a look that did not allow me to object. `He surely did
not notice in what condition it was.

   "So, Vik. Oh yea. I heard they call you Fido. Everyone here
gets a nickname. But I admit you have a special one, he he.
But never mind, you'll get used to it."

   "Yes Sir. And I got it on the first day!" I smiled as well
as if I did not care at all. I did feel like a Fido, though.
My feelings were mixed. It was humiliating but I was glad
Deman marked my being with a name he gave me.

   I saw how Deman brings me to the principal for doing some
stupid mistake then pushing me to the floor so I would fell at
principal's feet.

   "Hey! Get to work now. No daydreaming!"
   "Yes Sir." I was embarrassed. `I need to stop with my
fantasies.' I looked at the floor then at him and again at the
floor as I was passing him. He caressed my head as I passed. I
am cut very short. 0.3 mm at most.

   "Hey, cheer up. You'll be ok!"

   Something tweaked in my mind. I felt enormous energy being
exposed at that moment. I suddenly felt secure. I turned to
him and looked with fear and respect and gave him a smile full
of joy in submitting to his directives.

   "Thank you, Sir!"

   I looked down and wanted to leave. I was burning inside. He
was my superior and I was to obey his instructions for my well
being. I wanted him to be pleased with me as he was paying me.

   "Wait!"

   He went down the hall where the laundry was and opened the
door.

   "Come here! You are to lock this door when you do the
laundry! It is no use in giving you rules on how to inspect
you that you don't steal anything if anyone can come in here
and take what he wants! Let this be a last warning! Is that
understood Fido? I mean Vik!"

   "Yes. Sorry Sir. I will not forget it again." `I should have
thought of that.' I felt change of emotions inside me for
feeling protected to knowing I did something wrong and with
that made Mr.Rigory upset. That was his name.
   I locked the door and walked behind him. When we reached the
ground floor he told me to clean the halls. No one was there
to hear his order but me. I felt I wanted someone to hear it
in order to make it up for the mistake earlier. I started
wiping the first and then the ground floor.

   "Hey wipe my office!" He was watching me as the door was
open the whole time. I guess that was a way of supervising the
guys.
   I came inside and just looked at him. Our eyes met and he
just looked at the floor. I took the cloth and bobbed by the
barrel then wringed out the cloth.

   "Hey! Go and change the water! You will bring more dirt
inside then you take out!"

   "Yes Sir."

   When I returned the broom I used was gone. I looked around
to find.

   "Where is the broom I used?"

   "Oh. Trevor came. He dissipated something in his room and
could not find any in the depository."

   I looked at him with a big question in my eyes. I did not
believe him. There were brooms in there. We both knew that.
`Is he testing me if I am willing to submit to his truth?
Should I say something?'

   "No problem. I will mop without it! It's not a big room
anyway!"

    His look was stronger than my truth. I think I did not lie
with expressing my willingness. `Maybe Trevor really exists!'
I started mopping the floor. I went to my knees and tried not
to expose my ass. `Is he watching me?' I rubbed by his feet
and looked at his shoes and sox, some skin above the sox then
his crotch under the table.

   "I see you do good work. I'll be back when you are done. He
went inside the toilet that was in the separate room as the
room was divided in two, one for him and one for secretary.
   I concentrated on doing good work when I heard a splash of
piss hitting the water in the toilet.
   I saw him holding that cock and hot piss coming out of his
pee hole. I would be under his table sucking his cock and
swallowing the warm liquid he would feed me. Then when done if
I would hold his cock in my mouth for too long he would kick
my balls and I would move away and continue the work.

   After pissing he stayed in there for a minute or so and I
thought he was jerking his cock. I peaked at the door of the
room when he suddenly opened them. He caught me but I just
stood up and said I was finished.

   "No you are not. You have this room to clean ant the
toilet!"

   `Oh yes!' My heart jumped. I wanted to smell his piss. He
did not flush. He saw my joy I guess but I tried to stay as if
no emotion was driving my mind.

   "Oh I forgot to flush. He wanted to pass by me."
   "No problem. I'll do it!"
   "Ok. I guess you are used to that smell!"

   I looked down in shame. I realized I was no more than a
cleaner and I was fantasizing of Mr.Rigory and his dominance
while I was just someone to clean the mess; more an object to
satisfy the needs of the institution than a subject working
there.

   I wiped the floor in the other office as fast as I could so
I would still catch some warmth coming out of the toilet. I
saw drops of his piss on the toilet-seat. With no hesitation I
started licking the seat like a dog. I tasted each drop. I
held the toilet with both hands. I thought of licking his ass
while he takes a leak. I heard his chair move so I started
wiping round the toilet. I was on my knees when he came behind
me.
   "Are you done? I need to leave."
   "Yes, in a minute."

   I licked my lips and wiped a bit more then reported to him I
was done.

   "Good. Wash your overall as you do the laundry. You're
beginning to stink!"

   My head just dropped in disgrace. My face turned red and I
wanted to leave his office as fast as possible.

   "Yes Sir. I am sorry, Sir."
   "No problem. Someone will always remind you whe...if you get
dirty."
   "Thank you Sir. I'll wash it now."
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