Date: Thu, 24 May 2018 11:35:42 +0000 (UTC) From: peter killington Subject: AlphaMale Tom Chapter 1 This story chronicles my descent into male sexual slavery. I never had thought I could evolve into this type of person. Also, I incorrectly thought that slavery was a thing of the past. This slavery was not like being farm worker etc. but primarily sexual in nature but also being obedient. Obedience out of fear and pleasure. My story: I live alone in an apartment centrally located. This allowed me to get naked and exhibit on cam, watch others, and chat with other males. I sit naked in my chair exposing my smooth chest, nips, and cock. I only expose face in private sessions. Sometimes the chat is a quick hello, how are you. Other times, guys like to tell their life stories. Others tell me how much they would like to be with me, unfortunately, usually many miles away. I get invited to Skype many times for the purpose of mutual j/o. Also, I have been able to meet a number of men for sexual encounters, mostly one timers. I tend towards the submissive side in male relationships. I enjoy being told what to do in sexual situations. Being told to worship and service a naked male's cock is very exciting to me, and I do love sucking tits on sexy pecs. One afternoon, after a few hours of trivial chats, exhibiting, and nude male watching, I received a PM. It was from AlphaTom. I had seen his handle occasionally in room list. His profile is rather scary. Identifying himself as a `top', he also says he transforms sissy's, fags, and submissives to slaves. He had viewed my profile on occasion, and once in a while watched me on cam. As usual, I initially said the standard "Hi, How are you?" There was no response. I stared at the screen. This has happened before, and normally ends in terminating the chat. Then suddenly I text displayed that said "Turn on private cam". I hesitated, not sure what to do. The next message was "Now!" Intrigued and feeling submissive I did. For another agonizing minute or two, nothing happened. Other than the ability to chat in private, private chat enables audio. Then a firm male voice say "stand, full body view including face". Nervously, I stood up, facing the cam, and started to move backwards until the voice said "stop". "put you hands up and to the side" "turn sideways, left" "turn sideways, right" Passively, I followed his commands, my cock getting harder by the moment. He then had me exhibit various poses of my naked body. It was so erotic being naked and being told what to do. "Come closer, put face up to the cam" "Open your mouth and act like you are sucking me" He had control of me. I couldn't believe I was following his orders. His voice was hypnotic, drawing al the male submissive feelings out of me. Next, he had me turn around, bend over and spread my ass cheeks. Prophetically, he said "you will do". "Now stand showing face and cock". Meekly, I obey. I want you to jerk off and cum in your hand", he orders. Slowly I jerk my cock. It feels so good. Slowly, I reach the point I am ready to cum. "Now", he barks. The cum spews into my hand. I can feel it travel through my cock. "Keep jerking, I want your balls empty". I continue, exhausted I feel at the end. "Now lick it". I raise my hand and delightfully lick my cream with my tongue, and swallow. "Type in your email", he commanded. I quickly typed it in. "look for an email" he says, and logs off. I couldn't believe what just happened. I was full mesmerized by this man's voice. I did not see him. I obeyed each of his sexually explicit commands. I began to feel how he could easily dominate a person, especially males. I wondered if he would be sending me an email. Two days later, an email was in my inbox from an address that I don't recognize. Eagerly thinking it is from AlphaTom, I open it up and read it. "Boi , you are to appear at my gym this Saturday at 9:45 am to attend orientation and a nude male yoga class. TopFlight Gym, Address is xxx, be on time". What should I do. I looked up the address, and discovered that his gym is located in an old warehouse district that is now being converted to condos, retail and office spaces. I looked for his gym's website, but could not find any webpage. I did find a reference on a gay travel site that briefly mentioned it as a gym that catered to gay males. I avoided the thought of going all week. Occasionally, my submissive side would tell me to go. Finally, Saturday morning arrived. I woke up decided not to go. It would be too much, and I had no idea who this guy is, and what could happen. I felt good with my decision. Then around 7:30 am I noticed a new email from AlphaTom. It said he expected me to be at his gym promptly at 8:45am, and that the person at the reception desk would guide me as to where to go. Also, ominously, file was attached to the email. I clicked on the file, and to my shock it was a video of our session. There was me performing in my naked glory. At the bottom of the email were directions from my place to his gym. I knew the implication. I had to go. I drove by the place. It was a non-descript warehouse building that has a small sign that said TopFlight Gym, next to an entrance door. I found a nearby parking lot, and approached the door. It was 8:45. Nervously; I opened it and walked in. In a neat reception room, was a man sitting behind a reception desk. He was bare-chested. He looked at me arose and told me to follow him. He was fully nude and completely smooth. He saw me stare and just said this is a male only gym, clothing is not needed, and nudity required. We walked down a corridor, past several large rooms. In one was occupied by traditional workout equipment with the men I saw were nude. Very sexy I thought. Eventually, I was led into a locker room, very traditional. The receptionist led me to a locker and told me get naked and put my clothes in the locker. While I was undressing, I could see other males getting naked as well. The receptionist walked away and returned with a yoga mat. Naked, we walked into a gym size room. He put the mat down and told me to wait here. Soon the men I saw in the locker room walked in with their mats. All four were naked, smooth as well with what appeared to be a tattoo on their right ass cheeks. Suddenly, a man who obviously was the instructor, briskly walked in, placed his mat on the floor and clapped his hands. He was an awesome sight. He had well defined, sculpted muscle, he was completely smooth, pecs to die for, a protruding cut penis, and an ample set of balls. He was a true Adonis. He looked us over. He said we would be doing basic poses. Fortunate for me, I have had attended a few yoga classes, and be able to follow. It was different in that time I was naked. As we progressed, I could feel my cock stiffen, especially when occasionally glancing at the other naked men as well as staring at the instructor. Watching the muscle movement of the instructor was mesmerizing. His voice was hypnotic. I followed all his commands flawlessly. I seemed to have lost all other thoughts other than his voice. Occasionally, the instructor would walk over to one of the participants and say something. He came to me, lifted my leg, and told me to keep it straight. Mindlessly, I replied, "yes master". I had no idea why I replied this. He gave my ass a mild swat, and said "Good boi" and returned to the front of the class. I then realized that he was AlphaTom. I recognized the voice from our online chat. I completely lost track of time, totally focused on AlphaTom and following his pose commands. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and said the session was over. The other males got up and walked to the locker room, and I followed them in. As I was few feet in, I felt a leather rope being wrapped around my neck. I turned and saw AlphaTom. He jerked the rope, and told me to follow him. More chapters forthcoming Comments or ideas: tw123443@yahoo.com