Date: Sun, 5 Feb 2023 08:16:25 -0500
From: Robert Halstead <subkodak25@gmail.com>
Subject: Brandon's Bosses-20

THE ALEX SERIES, BOOK 3: "Brandon's Bosses"

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Chapter 20. Morning and time with Frank's instructions.

Brandon wakes up in the morning at the sound of the Master moving about in
His room but not approaching the closet to let him free. At first he's
confused, not knowing where he is, but when he reaches out he feels the
bars of the cage he's locked into and it all comes back to him. His ass is
still very sore and it makes him remember the way the Masters punished him
and the fact that he had to service all four of them with tears dripping
down his face.

"That was the worst punishment I ever got," the slave tells itself, "much
worse than anything I ever got from J. In fact everything that is happening
is far hotter than anything back up at the U. Guess I'm just ready for it
now." It remembers feeling so much love and now understands that the love
was only an illusion and was quickly driven away by the former Master's
cruelty and the end. What a lowly slave it is now! Not one but 4 Masters,
but none of them are cruel. in fact, they all have a lot of class and in
their own way they're being really good to this slave, giving it the kinds
of things that turn it on. All the things it had asked for back up north:
control, humiliation, discipline, even controlling its life when it's not
with them. Even now, locked up the way it is under this wonderful blanket,
it realizes that everything that's been happening is contributing to making
it feel so subhuman, so far underneath what it normal for most men, and now
almost 19 years old it feels as if it isn't searching for anything any
longer. The slave really needs to pee now, and, reaching around it finds
the urinal which was left for it and tries to figure out how to piss in it
while lying curled up the way it is. finally it manages, but it take a long
time before the piss would finally start to flow since this was such a
strange position. Finally it is pissing and is very careful not to spill
any of it, fearing further punishment.

Soon after that a dim light is turned on in the closet it's locked up in,
and then the doors are opened and still its eyes have trouble adjusting to
the light. When at last it can see, there is Master Steven, dressed well
and looking down upon it. He says nothing, but unlocks the cage door and
gestures for the slave to find a way to get out of the cage. Master speaks:
"use the bathroom and brush your teeth with the toothbrush I left for you,
then take a shower and make sure you are completely clean. After getting
dry, come back here, no need to crawl. I will leave cleaning supplies and a
couple brushes and rags by the cage. Clean it thoroughly. Fold up the towel
and leave it on My bed along with the pillow. Empty out the urinal and wash
it well. Once all that is done, come down to the kitchen and a bowl with
your breakfast will be on the floor. Kneel and eat from the bowl, no hands
again. When you are done, crawl under the table and suck my cock while my
breakfast guest watches you. Then it will be time to bring you back home."

It takes Brandon some time to get cleaned up and to clean the cage. When
the slave comes down to the kitchen it sees that Frank is seated at the
table along with Steven and they are enjoying a nice breakfast prepared for
them by the staff. "Down on the ground, slave. Crawl to your bowl and eat
your breakfast then under the table to service Me." Brandon sinks down into
its newfound lowly identity. It eats its breakfast—oatmeal—and once
it is finished, Frank says, "you got a lot on your face, slave. Clean the
face with your hands then lick them clean." the slave obeys, and as soon as
it is clean again Steven snaps his fingers and the slave crawls under the
table. Steven's cock is already out of his pants and is hard, waiting for
the slave's service. the slave worships the Master's cock as it was trained
to do, and after a few minutes it feels the Master tighten up and shoot a
load down its throat. It swallows and Steven says, "keep My cock in your
mouth, slave. Drink what I give you. Let us hear you gulp it down."

The slave is dreading the taste of morning piss, but it soon discovers that
this is not the Master's first piss of the day and it isn't as rank as it
thought it would be. "That's right, slave, drink it down like the pig you
are, like the slave we want you to become." Once Steven is finished, the
slave sucks the remaining drops of piss from His dick and cleans the
slit. Steven puts His cock away and orders the slave to get out from
underneath the table and stand, keeping its eyes down.

"I have somewhere to be shortly. Frank will bring you home and once there
he'll come in so you can service him as well. Then you will be free to do
what you wish until going to your parents' home at 6. Dress nicely. I'm
sure you'll have a nice evening with them. Apparently Michael and Gary are
invited as well. Say nothing about what's been happening with us. They do
not need to know what a faggot slut slave we've broken you into being. Work
will begin at 9 am Monday morning. Log on and you'll be told what to
do. Frank will bring you home now and he has couple of things to discuss
with you. Do not speak. Just leave with Frank and be a good boy for him."

Frank gets up and Steven hands him the key to the house. He goes out to his
car and the naked brandon follows him and then has to stand outside naked
by the side of the car until Frank opens the door from the inside. He gets
in and Frank drives off.

Frank begins speaking on the way. "Now that you understand better what you
are, I expect you to follow the instructions we have for you. At this point
we've decided we want you to tell us in detail everything that happened to
you when you were at the U until the time you decided to come back here to
Lipton and not return there. Every tiny detail of how Justin became your
Master, how you were trained, the make-believe love affair you thought you
were having, the punishments and humiliations, the way your ability to take
pain was developed, your obedience, the ways you were used to please others
besides the Master, the trip down here for your mother's wedding and
everything that happened along the way right up until that last time the
Master abandoned you, your time at the ranch, the last time you were beaten
so severely and realized that it was not in your best interests to stay
there, what was going on in your mind and your heart and how your sense
that you were truly a slave began to be formed in you. We are well aware
how difficult this is going to be for you, so we are arranging for you to
meet with one of our best writers to be interviewed every afternoon from
3-5 pm. She will come to your home. You will remain naked. She is a
dominatrix so your nakedness will not be an issue. Be assured that there
will be no BDSM activity between the two of you. She is there to help you
and she will do most of the writing with you. Expect for her to arrive at 3
pm tomorrow and every day until the entire tale is completed. Her name is
Michelle. She will be very gentle with you and understands how difficult
this will be with you, but she also understands that you are our slave so
you must do what we are asking.

"Now when you get into the house you are to drop to the floor immediately
and crawl to your room. When I sit down you are to remove my shoes and
socks and begin sucking my toes, one at a time. Start with my left pinky
toe and when I snap my fingers, move to the next one, and so on. You will
do other things to serve me as well. You may not speak at all from here
until the time I leave. If your phone rings you are not allowed to answer
until after I leave.

"When I pull up to your house, I will enter first and leave the door
open. then you may rush from the car into the house because we understand
you are nervous about any of youR neighbors seeing you naked. That is all I
have to tell you."

They get to the house, Frank goes in and leave the door open. brandon
quickly makes his way into the house and drops to the ground while Frank
closes the door, then crawls downstairs with Frank following. Frank sits
down and the slave removes his socks and shoes and begins sucking his most
left toe as instructed.

Frank has big feet and big toes. Even though the slave is sucking his pinky
toe, it is big enough for the slave to be able to suck it as if it were a
cock.

Frank moans. "Good job, slaveboy. We suspected you'd been trained for foot
service. Get it nice and wet, slave."

One by one, the slave moves when Frank snaps. By the time it gets to his
big toe, it is very dry.

"Kneel up, slave. I realize your mouth is dry. Kneel and open your mouth."

brandon does, and Frank immediately leans forward and spits into its mouth
several times, then puts his hand on the slaves' head and pushes it back
down to the floor. the slave continues sucking the Master's big toe.

"Much better, boy. I should tell you how much I enjoyed watching you get
whipped last night. I could tell how much you were struggling to submit to
each lash and so I know what a masochist you happen to be. Therefore it
really turned me on to realize that you were being beaten far harder than
your limit. It was truly a punishment and it showed what a deeply
subjugated slave you are as you submitted to Steven's lashes."(He's snapped
his fingers while talking. The slave is sucking the last toe.)

"Kneel up again." Frank stands up and removes his pants and boxer
briefs. the slave openly admires the light red hair on his legs and in his
trimmed crotch. "I know you like what you see. Show my balls how much you
like the hair on them then when I snap, slowly work your head up to the
head of my cock and take it in your mouth and pleasure it with your
tongue. Make sure you also lick up my pre-cum and get the first taste of
me."

brandon services the Master as ordered. Apparently, Frank enjoys
humiliating talk while being serviced.

"You know, I'll bet there were guys up at the U who were disgusted by what
you were doing there. I wouldn't be surprised. To most people, what you are
is disgusting. Few would ever be able to understand why you accept the way
you are treated and how you obey every command even it if means to do
something gross. Like I said, most people would be disgusted to know that
you are willingly licking what is dripping from my cock and using your
tongue to give me the most pleasure ever. To them you are a disgusting
faggot. So some they think you should be arrested or even executed for what
you are doing for me. Now go down on My cock, slowly, an inch at a
time. It's a little over 7 inches so I'm looking forward to hearing you
gag. That's it, faggot. All the way down your Master's cock, nice and
juicy. You are salivating from my cock being in your mouth, you beautiful
faggot, you slave to cock."

The slave is grateful that this Master is giving it something to focus its
attention on so it doesn't think about how upset he is that now they can
actually force him to tell them what happened; he has no choice now. "I am
a slave. I am their slave. They keep me naked. They want my memories to be
naked too."

"You're losing focus, slave. Suck my dick better than that." The slave gets
back its focus and Frank is moaning, so he must be pleased.

"Take a break from cocksucking right now." He turns around and leans over
the chair. "Bury that face in my ass, slave and lick my asshole, It's
clean, I want you to get it wet then poke your tongue inside like a hungry
baby sucking its mother's nipple. There you go, boy. Show me how hungry you
are. Worship my asshole the same way you worshipped my feet.. . . . okay,
kneel up again." Frank spits into the slave's mouth again. "Now back down
on my cock. fast and furious and tight so you can make me cum into your
mouth. . . . that's right, that's right, yeah baby, gag, faggot!
yeah. almost. fuck here it cums!!!!!!"

The Master shoots a large load of cum into the slave's mouth. The slave
swallows all of it and then keeps holding the Master's cock at the tip of
its mouth and waits. "Just clean the slit, slave. I don't do the piss
thing. Probably should so I could humiliate you more like that. But not
yet. Okay, slave. Kneel up and sit back on your heels."

Frank gets dressed. "Crawl over here and put on my socks and shoes, slave."
He chuckles. "Hard to put a sock on someone else, slave, but you'll get
better at it, I'm sure. Kneel up when you're done with the shoes."

As soon as brandon is finished, Frank walks away and goes upstairs and
brandon hears the front door open and closes. Wow! he thinks. "when a
Master is done with me sometimes he just walks away leaving me there to
swim a while in subspace without him there."

Finally he just curls up on the floor and thinks over what's happened today
and how easy it is for him to think of just one of them as Master when
engaged with him, but they make him feel that every Master knows all the
same things. Almost like the Borg. he has really been beaten down into a
new dimension. Soon, however, he falls asleep.

The phone rings at 5. It's Gary. "Hey Brandon, I'm going to be at dinner
too. Want me to pick you up so you don't have to drive, and we could have
some time together as well?"

"That would be great, Gary. I'll leave the door unlocked. I'm gonna take a
shower. Just come in whenever you get here."

When brandon is out of the shower and drying himself, Gary calls out to
him. "I'm here already. You can stay naked."

Brandon is a little surprised he would say that, but it's just as
well. Being naked in front of Gary is nothing new. But it seems like he was
commanding it. Brandon walks into the bedroom and Gary is sitting there
with his pants off. Brandon does a double take.

"Hey, buddy, I realized the other day that Brandon's not your Master any
longer, so his refusal to let you suck my dick doesn't count anymore. So
come on here and do your old friend a favor. Let me find out how much
you've learned to be a good cocksucker. Come on, boy. Be a slave to My cock
for a few minutes,"

Brandon is immediately turned on by this. He was disappointed when Justin
wouldn't let him blow Gary. And the way Gary's talking to him? Wow.

"Um, I have to get permission first. Hold a minute." He takes his phone and
rings the number they gave him. The calls go to all of them. Kind of like a
form of group chat. Immediate answer. "Master, my best friend Gary is
here. I used to blow him when we were in high school. He wants me to blow
him now." He hardly finishes when the answer comes "service him good,
slave, anytime he ever wants it," and the call is disconnected.

brandon immediately gets down on his knees and crawls over to Gary. "Hey,
hot, dude! You look like you are where you've always wanted to be. Crawling
naked on the ground towards me so you can service me."

brandon gets to him and gets between his legs while rubbing the insides of
them, trying to remember old times. "Start with my balls, ok?" brandon is a
little surprised. Gary never ask him anything like that, so brandon's never
had a chance at his balls. Gary moans like mad when brandon starts licking
and sucking at his balls. Obviously, no one's even done anything like that
for him before. "Oh shit, Bran, that's so awesome. it's okay if I ask you
do to something, buddy?"

brandon stops what he's been doing. "Gary, damn, I'm a slave! You're not
going to ask anything I haven't been trained to do. You're my best buddy,
too. I like doing things like this for you. I'll tell you a secret: I was
really disappointed when J wouldn't let me suck you off back at
Thanksgiving. Gary, I love sucking your cock. it's a great cock! "

"Well then why don't you start sucking it now, slave!" brandon smiles at
him and gets right at it and when he's got Gary's cock in his mouth, all
the memories of learning how to do it came back. It feels like he's come
home again!"

"Damn, Brandon, I just don't want to treat you like some slaveboy. We've
been best friends since second grade!" Brandon waves his hand at Gary and
just keeps on giving him the best blow job he can possibly give. "Damn,
bro! You sure have improved. Holy shit! This feels so goddamn good. Suck
your buddy's cock, baby. Suck it like a slave!" And that's just what
brandon does until at last Gary shoots a really big load into his mouth. He
swallows and licks his lips.

"So we're still life-long buddies, Gary. I wanted to say, why don't we just
consider each other `friends with benefits'? Will that do it for you?

"I guess, but even then I'm not giving you any benefits, dude."

"You sure are, Gary. I like doing things to make you feel good, and I love
your cock, so I benefit too but in a different way."

"Okay. But if I ever ask for something you don't want, just say no."

"You got a deal."

"Cool. So roll over and jerk off while I watch, the way we always enjoyed."

"I'll have ask first."

"What's this about your asking all of a sudden? I thought you were going to
live like a free agent. Did you get a Master already?"

"you ain't gonna believe this, Gary: I've got four Masters. My father made
arrangements for me to work for a Team of four guys doing editing and
copywriting, stuff like that, all on line. So we have our first meeting by
Zoom and right off they ask me to strip naked and to be naked for all our
meetings. So what the fuck? Nothing new for me there, so I did. And
gradually, they started talking like Masters, and taking control about a
lot of things and then this weekend all things came to head and I started
acting up and giving them attitude about it all, like I didn't sign on to
be anyone's slave."

"So what happened."

"I was brought to them, stark naked, and they were all sitting in this room
and one of them bought in a platform and they bound me to it and asked me
if I was getting the idea yet. I finally gave in and they told me what the
deal was. I work for them, and they're also taking charge of me just like
Masters do and I have all of them to serve."

"And you agreed?"

"Yes, it was starting to really get me turned on, you know? Then Steven, he
was the guy who had told me all about this in the morning, told me that I
needed to be punished for the way I argued with him in the morning and that
when they got done with I'd understand that they fucking own me. I mean, I
still have some freedom, but this is the hottest thing I never thought
would happen, and it's amazing because each of them is different and each
of them has a different way of handling me when we're alone, but when
they're all together, damn, watch out! boy!"

"So did they punish you?"

"Look at my ass, dude. Damn It hurt! And they all watched. Finally I was
crying and sobbing and telling them "I'm sorry," and by the time they got
done with me there was no doubt in my mind what was going on."

"So how about the job?"

"Still on. 9 am to 5 pm."

"So you had to ask for permission to blow me?"

"yes, you heard me call."

"What did they say to you?"

"Absolutely, any time you want it."

"Holy shit! This is too good to be true for me, dude. So call and ask if I
can watch you jerk off."

brandon picks up his phone and calls in. "My friend wants to watch me jerk
off now. That's what we always used to do: I'd blow him and then he'd watch
me jerk off." Immediately answer. "No."

No further explanation from any of them. "Well, that's that, Gary. It's
okay. I'm getting used to it. After all, J had me caged for almost the
whole time we were together."

"So that's the deal? You suck me off whenever I want but you don't get to
jerk off afterwards."

"I guess so. But's that true with just about everyone unless they're really
into it."

"and you're okay with it?"

brandon takes a deep breath. "Yes. It's fine. The only thing I want with
you Gary is your cock and the happy noises you make. And anything else you
ever want to try."

"Dude, I promise I won't get too selfish like last time." He pats brandon
on the head. "Shit, I wish you'd grow your hair back. You were fucking
adorable. I'll tell you what: I have a pic of you from
Thanksgiving. Remember when you let me take a nude pic of you?

"Oh yeah."

"I'll forward it to you and you can give it to them and ask permission,
okay? Tell them I wish they'd let you do it."

"Okay, Gary. I'm allowed to ask for just about anything, I think."

Gary forwards the pic to him and tells him to forward it to them and ask.

brandon just sends a text: "my friend Gary wanted you to see what I looked
like before I shaved all my hair off."

answer: "Why did you do that?"

"because J liked it so much. I was rebelling, and figured he wouldn't like
me like this anymore."

"We will discuss this and get back to you. And don't worry about what he
would or would not like. It doesn't matter. WE own you now."

"Yes, Master." disconnect.

"Get dressed, brandon. It's almost 6 already."

Brandon is happy to be getting dressed for a change. As soon as he's ready
they leave and drive over to the new house his Mother and Barry live
in. (Or maybe he should just say his mother and father . . . he likes to
think of it that way.)

"Hey, Bran, we don't have let anyone know about what we're doing, do we?"

"No. As long as the Masters know, it's fine. But they will probably want to
meet you at some point."

"Okay."

When they get to the house, Gary gets out of the car and goes to help
brandon out, knowing how sore his ass is from the whipping yesterday. Being
a good friend. Brandon sees Michael's car so he knows Mike is already
here. Cool. He hasn't seen him all weekend.