Date: Fri, 23 Oct 2009 18:01:23 -0700 (PDT) From: Dan Miller Subject: My Alpha Constructor Friend You are expecting me; we are best friends, though you are younger. I am 32 year old, 5'7" average body with extra few pounds, masculine looking with hairy chest; I am highly educated and have a high profile profession. I knock on your door; you open shirtless, wearing jeans, in bare feet, showing you strong nice body. I say "hey dude, how you doing?" you are serious looking say "com'in" and lead the way. I close the door and follow you. you turn to me and look at me and say "it's over, we have to change the rules!" I am confused, I open my mouth to say: "what do you mean dude?" but I suddenly feel a strong slap across my face and before I realize what happened, you give me another stronger one with your hand back. I shout: "are you crazy, what are you doing?" you punch me in my stomach and then hold me from my ear causing sever pain and pull me to the floor and say: "kneel in front of me you bad boy" your voice is strong firm and demanding, I am shocked but for some reason I kneel, it is like I feel helpless and paralyzed and don't know what is happening or what to do. You push me to the ground and quickly put your foot over my face and push hard. I barely can breath, I feel humiliated and awkward, but very helpless. You open your mouth and spit on me and finally say: " it is over, no more fooling around, I know that you always wanted to be my boy, don't deny it, it was always clear for me" I try to object but cant's talk with your feet smashing my face and mouth. I am scared, I wish I can disappear, vanish... You release my face and look at me and then go and sit on the couch. I am stuck; don't know what to do... you snap your fingers and say " come over here boy" I feel like I'm not myself, I can't move, I wanna hide.. You yell with great anger; "hey faggot, didn't you hear me, come over here now or you'll regret that" Something in my mind tells me that I'm in trouble and I have to obey, although you are younger than me, but you've always been stronger. I crawl over and just kneel in front of you. then it was strange, I felt so humiliated and ashamed of myself, but for first time I felt some kind of deep pleasure going down my body to my cock, which started getting hard.. I was distracted thinking of all this when, WACKK I get strong slap across my face, then I burst into tears... I feel like a kid and not sure why am being punished. I thought that I've always been good to you, helped you in everything, even cleaned your place and cooked for you sometimes, took care of your laundry, even helped you financially from time to time. I loved being your friend, you're such a cool good looking guy, you are what every man wished to be and every woman wanted to have, 5'10", nice athletic body well defined strong bulging muscles, strong biceps, great chest, and 6-packs abs. we met almost a year ago in the Gym, I was trying to lift some weights on the bench and was struggling when you stepped up and helped me. I thanked you and then after couple of days I came to you asking for help again, and since then we became work-out partners. I remember your admiration of me being educated and working as a doctor. You kept praising me of how smart I am, but I was the one who felt glad to have a strong guy like you as a workout friend. You were a constructor worker, 28 year old, single, nice and funny, joke around with everyone, and have those nice strong arms and hands, with all the veins and muscles. We went out for beer sometimes then you invited me to your apartment and I did also, and then here we are friends. I always felt happy to be around you and help you out in stuff and enjoy your help and instructions in the gym. I never thought deeply about all things I've done for you! But now for first time I had this idea that I loved being your inferior, and I enjoyed thinking of your superiority. I was caught in those thoughts when your voice brought me back to reality I didn't pay attention to what've you said. I don't know what to do then I say: "sorry, but what did you say?" WACKKKK one more very hard slap across my face, I am knocked down to the floor, and for some reason I just pull myself again and go back to my position kneeling in front of you "You fag; you better listen carefully when I talk to you, understood?" "yes, sorry, I didn't'..." WAAACKKK again with the back of your hand... I am crying now in great fear... "Who told you to speak, you don't talk unless I grant you permission, do you understand? Now talk" I don't know what to say, but I realize that I have to say something, so I say" hey Josh what is the deal, why are you beating me, did I do wrong to you, you know I like as a best friend" I feel so humiliated that I said so, I am like a boy who is begging for acceptance and validation from his friends.. You look at me and raise your open hand, I am in great fear expecting another slap, but you just pat me gently on my already red burning face, it was the first time I get this kind of loving gesture from a man , it feels so sweet and tender, I felt like I want to keep my face on your palm forever, the touch of your rough skin from working in construction but warm hand is like ecstasy, a man touch, I feel so urged to grab your hand and kiss it, but my fear was stronger not to piss you off and get slapped again. My face was burning like on fire and your palm was like a soothing medicine. You then say in a gentle by firm voice: " listen Dan, you know I like you, and I know you are such a good friend, but I always wanted to set things clear to both of us. I can't go on without noticing you trying to do everything to please me, you even took my underwear for laundry, and no one does that" I keep silent, remembering his last slap when I spoke without permission. You continue " I always enjoyed being with you, you are such a smart educated guy, and I feel proud to have you as a friend among my coworkers" I feel some kind of pleasure hearing that. "But I always enjoyed you taking care of my stuff, and after thinking of our relation in deep, I believe that you need me as a dominant male figure in your life, as much as I need you as a follower and obedient friend. I love you and I know that you love me as well, but my love to you is telling me to do some changes here and make us grow more in this relation, do you understand me?" I hesitate a bit then I say: "I do, but..." a look in his eyes made me stop maybe before I get his gentle palm to be my nightmare across my face. You then say " I want you to be my friend but I wanna set some rules here, and I will make sure you are gonna follow my rules, do you agree?" And do I have any choice kneeling in front of this muscular strong guy, with his hand on my face, can I say no? Thoughts were rolling in my mind, but wait I feel peaceful somehow being in that position, it is like something great is happening to me that I was waiting for, I feel embarrassed of myself. "Yes I do" I say helplessly. "Good boy, I knew that" I see a smile on your face, and I feel kind of relief that I said something that made you happy, " don't worry, nothing's gonna change, you will stay my friend but will be my boy from now on and I will be your Master and boss" I started to feel that, yes you are my boss, you've always been. you always used to decide when to go to Gym and what to work out there, you always decided the movies to bee seen, the restaurants and even food we order, even I remember you telling me to stop talking to couple of my friends that you didn't get along with. Now I can see clearly, you always have leaded me and I always followed, but I never gave it too much thought, it was so natural for me... I wake up from all these thought on your voice saying: "you will call me Josh in front of people and even when we are alone, but whenever it's time for serious matters you will address me as Sir, do you understand?" I say: " Yes" quickly, thinking that I said what you wanted to hear, but no, I get a harsh slap again and again you go crazy slapping me about 10 times, then stop and look at me, I was almost pissing in my pants, you say: "what did I just say stupid ass? Don't you think we are now discussing a serious matter?" I mumble "yes sir, I am sorry sir" "Good boy, now you started to learn something", I feel like going to the bathroom now but I can't say any word, I had enough, never in my life been in such a horror. you say" from now on you will be accountable to me, everyday there will be an hour or so the we talk about what you did wrong or what you didn't do at all, and then you will be either punished or rewarded based on my own judgment only, do you understand?" "Yes sir" "I will decide what is right and what is wrong for you, you will not do anything major without asking my permission first, is that clear?" "Yes sir" "It is not that you will be my slave, but I find that this will make both of us happier, and will make you a better man, do you agree?" Again I have no choice, but I have to say that I feel that I totally agree, so I say" yes sir I agree" "good boy, it is just I enjoy bossing others and I always needed a man to follow me and obey me, and here you are my best friend and my obedient boy at the same time, do you like that?" "Yes I do" I say that with pleasure and without any fear, that was surprising for me... "We'll move in together, I will be the man of the house, and you will follow, rules are made to be obeyed, and no mercy will be considered when you break them, clear?" "yes sir" now I start to worry, I love this bossy man, I love to obey him and feel his power and control, but the talk about (no mercy) and (punishment) is kind of scary, I don't know what to expect. "Now let's start with a welcome initiation punishment to give you a sense what trouble you'll get yourself in if you disobey me" "I will never do sir, have I done anything to piss you off before?" "Now you did, didn't I tell you not to speak unless asked to?" I am there helpless, anticipating some slaps. "I love to punish you, so now I want you to put your hands behind your back, stay on your knees and wait" I do quickly without hesitation. "You fag not allowed to move your hands, do you understand?" "Yes sir" Suddenly, you start slapping me so hard, using all your heavy muscular arm and hitting my face on both sides with your strong big hand back and forth, my head was pouncing and I was in tears, the pain is unbearable but the humiliation was even worse, I don't dare to cover my face with hands, I know better not to do that, you are like bull (forgive me) strong and unstoppable. You go like this for few minutes, I couldn't count, maybe 30 or more, then you stop. I collapse then in pain and shame to the floor, and see a smile of power on your face. I am breathless and almost fainting and feel sick to my stomach. You allow me few minutes to catch my breath, and maybe to catch your breath after all the power you invested on my face. I know it is time to gather myself and go back to my knees. I do, and then something urges me to hold your powerful hands and kiss them. I do, I kiss them with so much pain and shame, so much respect and fear, so much pleasure and gratitude, and most important with so much love. I don't understand myself, after all this pain and humiliation you put me through, I enjoy kissing the hands that did me all that. You seemed satisfied and pleased although I did disobey you this time by moving without order. I think that was your point and you made it clear, I am your puppy, I am your boy and I love being under your full control and will take everything from you as long as you are there for me. "Good boy, you seem enjoying this, now are you ready for next step?" I have no choice but to say "Yes sir" but I am going into great fear and anticipation of what could be the next step. I am still here kneeling in front of my superior friend and new master, after long session of bare hand slapping. I feel my face on fire, my lips swollen, and my nose running, I don't dare to wipe it and see if it is blood or not, but I feel the taste of blood in my mouth. That is not shocking after all the slapping I was into by my strong friend and his big hands. I was in excruciating pain and fear from what is next. "OK boy take of your shirt and go and bend over the couch" I jump frantically and do as he said not knowing his plan. I hear something. No! You are pulling your leather belt, what are you planning to do!! "Ready for my belt boy, you bought me this one on my birthday, you remember?" "Yes I do sir, what are you going to do sir?" "You don't ask questions stupid fag, of course I'm gonna break your back with my belt, just I want you to count, we are going for 15, do you understand boy?" I am in great fear, and really don't understand why I'm getting into all this. I'm a doctor who people respect and try to please. I'm there waiting for my constructor muscle friend to whip my back with his (my) belt. SWATTTTTT, suddenly I feel like some lightening has hit my back. I've never had this kind of pain, or even imagined there is such pain in the world. I scream like never did in my life, and of course I forget to count. Through my pain I hear your voice coming to me: "so you didn't count! OK then we'll add 5 more" SWAATTTTTT stronger than the first, I screeeeeeeeeeeeeem in pain and something made me say "One sir" it just came out of my lips but I can't say my mind said that. SWAAATTTTTTTTTTTTT again ... "three sirrrrrrrr" I feel like my heart is going to stop. You keep working on me, SWAAAAAAT, SWWWWAAAAAAAt........SWAAAAATTTTT, and barely can I say the counts. You keep your word; you stop after giving me the twentieth whip which you made sure to be with full power. I'm done. I feel that I will die now. No way can someone survive this kind of punishment from you. Why do you have to hit me so hard? You could've made it a little lighter punishment. Why I keep say punishment, I've done nothing to be punished for, how about punished this hard. What a tough initiation. I understand now when you said "no mercy will be granted" and I believe I learned my lesson. You are right, now I can never ever even try to think of disobeying you, not in a million year. You've made up your point, so please stop. I will do whatever you want. I will not allow my mind even to question what you say or do to me. But please give me some rest. I love you my friend, I truly love you. You are nice with me as you give me a whole 15 minutes to rest. I am still lying over the couch, I have no energy to move a finger, and my pain was so bad that I believe my brain doesn't feel anymore. You shut down my nervous system with your punishment. My brain wanted to protect me and my body, so something happened and made me stop feeling. But the fear in my heart was enormous. Are we done or you still have something more?! I must've been dazing a little bit after all that work, when I heard your deep masculine strong voice saying: "hey boy, we are not done yet, are you ready for next?" I gather my full strength and right away say in a very weak barely heard voice: "yes sir" and my heart stops beating from fear. My brain goes crazy now. I got your point. I am inferior to you. You are my boss, my master. I will lie there under your feet forever kissing them if you just let go now. I will kiss them in love. I don't hate you for what you did and are doing to me, I can't hate you. I love you, and maybe you are right I deserve all what happened. I need to be taught a lesson and I learned it. It is engraved by your hands on my face, and by your belt on my back, and above all it is engraved in my brain by all the fear and love I have to you. I want to open my mouth and say" please stop, please forgive me" (but for what!!), however I don't dare, because I can only imagine the consequences so far if I speak without your permission. I have no choice but to submit to your will. There will be an end to this, I love to believe that. You said you love me, so I know that you'll feel some mercy deep in your heart to stop at some point. I hear your lovely voice "come here boy" this time it is different. A loving tender tone is there. You are sitting on the other couch. I crawl as quickly as my dead body allows me with a huge burden of fear sitting heavily over my chest. I see your (my) belt on the floor covered with blood, my blood. Of course, no one can get this torture without breaking down his skin. I am here in front of you, I feel like throwing myself over your feet and kiss them and ask for mercy, but I don't dare. You extend your hand and bring my head towards you; my head now is lying on your lap. You rub my face and hair gently for few minutes I wished they will never end. "Do you love me boy?" "Yes I do sir, I really love you" "Will you ever disobey me boy?" "Never sir, I swear" "Do you believe that I love you boy" "Yes I do" "Now be honest with me, do you understand what happened?" I hesitate, can I say no! What if I piss him off again! I can't take more pain!! "boy I asked you a question, and I understand your fear of answer, but always remember that you are not to lie to me under any circumstances to avoid my anger, honesty is the key, do you understand?" your voice is so firm that makes me fear another round of beating. I say" yes sir I understand" "Now answer my question boy" "No sir, I don't understand what happened, why did you have to punish me so hard" "OK boy, good that you said that, I can give you any reason or even no reason at all, you have to understand that, you belong to me, and I have the right to do whatever I want whenever I want, and you don't even question that in your mind, am I clear?" "Yes sir" "Now I can say that I did that because I love you and I love myself, so I did what I think is best for both of us. you needed a strong lesson to remember for the rest of your life, and I needed to make sure I made myself clear regarding our new relationship rules, besides I enjoyed and I believe you will too after the pain fades away" "I do sir, I love whatever you do, and I always did, but never imagined this will happen" "OK Dan, we are back now as friends, you can call me Josh, and you can speak casually" "Yes sir, thank you sir" You laugh at me loudly because you understand that it will never be the same, I will never feel like equal friend to you again and I don't want that too. I want to be your boy from now on. I will call you Josh but my mind will proceed with the word (Sir) all times. You say with a beautiful smile on your face:" common Dan, we are friends stop calling me Sir" and you wink me. My face blushes red; Redder than before (from your slapping). I then get some courage to say" you bastard Josh, you hurt me so badly, how could you do that?" you laugh again and slap my face gently with love and say:" hey Dan, watch out buddy, I still have many steps of initiation for you, so don't make me go there now" I freak out quickly and bend down to your feet and kiss then and say: "Please sir don't hit again, I will never disrespect you" Now you burst into laughter and say" what's up dude, I was kidding you, you can say whatever you want now, we are at our casual time now, you remember?! Only when we are serious then I'm your sir" I feel so embarrassed, even more than all the time of my recent punishment, I look at your face, I love that face, I love your bonny structures and your full lips, and you're naughty eyes, and this gorgeous smile. I love you. I then just get up and throw myself into your chest and hug you, and you squeeze me to your body with so much power, I feel the pain in my back from the whipping but I ignore. I feel all your strong muscles and smell your masculine aroma, and sense your body heat, and all of sudden I start crying into tears, sobbing and crying. You pat on my head with your tender hand, the same hand that slapped my face and held the belt to break down my skin. You say with your loving voice" cry my friend, cry. You're are safe now in my arms, I will take care of you, you made me proud of you by taking all the punishment with courage" you kiss my cheeks with your full lips, and I melt down in your arms like a small boy in his father's arms. I wish the time stops here. I have everything I want: pain, fear, love, peace, joy, sadness, obedience, submission, and I have you giving me all that. I reach out to your hands and kiss them like I've never kissed before. I wake up on your voice saying: "hey dude, let's order food, I feel so hungry now, don't you?" "Of course Josh I do, after all that painful work out you did to me. Next time try not to use your full power if there will be next time" I don't mean that I will resist another punishment, and you don't take me wrong. We both know that if you want to punish me there is nothing I can do about it. "of course there will be more, this is just a start Dan, and I didn't use all my power, I honestly was going easy on you, because it is your first time, in the future there will be more fun and remember NO MERCY" I swallow my saliva in fear, and try not to think about what can that look like. "Let it be" I say "as long as I'm your friend and you love me, then I am your boy, but don't blame me if I feel worried a little bit" "No I don't blame you at all, in fact you have to worry a lot, and it won't be easy. I know myself I can be a monster" you smile "but I want you always to be sure that I love you so much, do you understand?" "Yes sir, oh yes Josh I understand, I love you too so much" I grab your hand and start kissing it again.. I apologize if the language of the above piece was not so good, as English is not my first language. I hope you liked it so far, thanks for reading Mail me with suggestions: danmi10@yahoo.com