Date: Tue, 18 Jul 2023 10:53:04 -0400
From: Robert Halstead <subkodak25@gmail.com>
Subject: Tommy loves his sub 46

Chapter 46. The other guys in our tale

TONY AND MARKUS

The guys had encouraged Tony to let Elliot keep his name and he was
planning to do that until the two of them were at Tony's cottage together
and had time to talk. And talk. And talk. And talk.

There was so much at stake and Tony didn't want to blow Elliot's chances of
finally being in a good situation. One of the things he learned was that
Elliot wasn't his real name after all, but that someone working in the
"system" had mistakenly put the name Elliot on his paperwork and as he was
passed from foster home to foster home over the years, the name stuck to
him and he was always afraid to make a fuss over it.

When he was 13 years old he was placed with a family that had two twin boys
only a year older than he was. They made it a point to make sure Elliot was
always aware of how inferior he was to them, that he wasn't a real member
of the family, and that he was expected to be a good "foster brother" to
the older guys. They started by telling him it was his job to make their
beds every morning. Elliot didn't mind much; in fact, he began to realize
that it turned him on to act like a servant to them. This was the beginning
of his existence as a sub and as time went on, his "duties" towards the
twins were gradually increased to the point where he was also required to
clean up the bathroom after they were both done with it. They wouldn't
allow him to have his own towel; after his shower, he had to use their used
towels to try to dry off. One day while he was in the shower one of the
twins came into the bathroom and stole Elliot's clothes away. After he got
himself reasonably dry he came out of the bathroom with the wet towel
around his waste and went to their room to ask what happened to his
clothes.

"Lose the towel, faggot," one of the twins said. "We want to see what you
look like naked." Elliot shyly let the towel drop and the two of them made
him stand there with his hands on his head while they walked around him,
inspecting what they saw and laughing at him because he had hardly any
pubic hair growing in yet. Casey decided to lower his pants to show Elliot
what a real man looked like—showing off his bushy pubes and also his
large uncut dick.

"You like dick?" Anthony asked him.

Elliot just blushed.

"Damn, I bet you do," chided Casey. "Come here, faggot, put your hand
around mine and feel what a big dick is like compared to your tiny little
boy prick." Elliot did what he was told, too afraid to object. But then
Casey's dick got hard in his hand and he let go of it. Casey smacked him
across the head. "don't fucking let go of my dick, faggot. Play with
it. Give me a hand job. Stroke it nice and I"ll give you a good creamy
reward."

"Me too,"said Anthony, dropping his pants and showing the same-sized dick
as Casey. "Come on, boy. One dick in each hand. Let's see who you can get
to cum first." Elliot objected but a swift punch to his balls had him
doubling over and Anthony pushed him onto the floor and then made him kneel
up.

"Foster boys were made to service real guy's dicks", he said. "now get to
work like a good faggot. Come on, one dick in each hand faggot. Stroke us
off." Anthony was the first to cum because Elliot was jerking him with his
stronger hand, and he made sure to cum on the boy's chest.

"Switch hands, faggot, and get me off too," said Casey, and Elliot
obeyed. Before long Casey shot his load too, but he made sure he came over
the boy's face. Elliot immediately got hard from this, and as the twins
noticed it they really got busy dumping on him as a true faggot. Casey put
his hand to Elliot's face and wiped up the cum he'd spilled over him, then
he make him lick it off his hand. Elliot discovered that this, too, gave
him a great deal of pleasure but was afraid to let them know just how much
he ended up enjoying being their faggot.

It wasn't long before they moved the action along and trained Elliot to
give them good blow jobs. When necessary they'd smack him around with their
straps, but this, too, gave Elliot even more incentive to be as good a
faggot for them as he could. Eventually, of course, they started referring
to him as their "slave." The first time he heard Anthony call him that, he
actually came without touching himself.

And so, Elliot learned that it pleased him to be serving the two boys as
their slave, and was heartbroken when the boys' mother caught them in the
act and immediately called social services to get this pervert out of their
house.

Elliot cried when the case worker came to pick him up, and the twins were
also upset because they were going to be missing out on a good thing.

The next placement was with an elderly couple who were very needy, and
Elliot ended up serving them both. They were good to him and very
appreciative, and Elliot enjoyed doing as much as he could for them. But
then the woman got quite ill and Elliot had to be moved again. And
again. And again.

Some placements were okay, others were not. When he was 16 years old, the
husband in his new home started coming into his bedroom at night after his
wife was asleep, and once again Elliot found himself serving as his
personal sex slave. This man took the boy's virginity but was very gentle
about it because he didn't want the boy to make any noise and wake up his
wife. Before long, however, Elliot was being fucked on a regular basis by
this man until ---once again----he was caught in the act by the man's wife
and, of course, it was all the fault of this faggot pervert who had seduced
her husband, so once again he was in a case worker's car.

The case worker had been told by the woman what had been happening and
decide that he would enjoy making use of the boy himself, so he made
arrangements for the boy to be placed with him. Elliot was kept with him as
a true slave in every sense of the word except for the fact that
Mr. Anderson, his Master for the time he was serving there, never beat him,
much to his disappointment.

Age 18 he placed out,Andersongave him money when he sent him away, and also
helped him begin to set up his houseboy business. He also paid rent for
three months for a little place where he could live. "You're going to make
some man a good slave one of these days," he told him.

One of the contacts that the case worker had given him was to a man who was
an administrator in the college the guys all attended. In order to help,
the case worker also gave the administrator a brief synopsis of what
Elliot's life had been like.

When he went to clean house for the administrator, Dr. Jenkins, there
wasn't really much work to do and Elliot was finished by noon, so
Dr. Jenkins invited him to have lunch with him. He wanted an opportunity to
get to know this young man his friend had praised so much. And so, during
lunch he sounded him out about several things, including his excellent
academic record despite being moved around from school to school so
often. The Dr. Jenkins gave him some very good news.

"We have a special endowment that makes it possible for us to offer
scholarships to this school to deserving individuals who just placed out of
the foster care system. I would like to offer you one of these
scholarships. It also covers room and board on campus and a small monthly
stipend for living expenses. In addition to that, and as a sign that I have
confidence in you, I am also giving you this debit card with $1500 on it so
that you can get yourself some clothing that would help you fit in on
campus and not call attention to yourself."

("What a nice coincidence!" thought the author.)

 And now, he and Tony were going to become Master and slave.  Tony was
adorable and Tony was so nice, so very nice to him. The day Tony arranged
for him to be moved into his cottage, they talked far into the night and
Elliot told Tony his whole story while sitting back on his knees, naked, in
front Tony in jeans, t-shirt and barefoot.

"I'm really happy to hear about the scholarship program," Tony told him.

"I'm happy for you, Elliot. You've been through so much more than most
young men your age ever have to experience. And through all that, you've
decided that you are really meant to be a slave. And also you have to
realize how you'd put yourself in danger recently. This clearly means that
you cannot be trusted to make your own life decisions. You need a Master to
do that as well."

"Yes, Sir, all of that is true."

"I am going to be that Master, Elliot."

"Please, Master, please take this slave and train it to be what you want it
to be."


"You have a hot way of speaking. It's obvious that these things have been
on your mind for a very long time. You've got all sorts of speeches
memorized."

"Not all of them, Master."

"Good. Because if I ever catch you reciting a line like you did when you
asked to become my slave, I will have you caned. Do you understand me,
Elliot?"

"Yes, Master. Slave might have trouble."

"I know. Your first challenge. Learning how to speak honestly in the
moment. Caning, in case you don't know this, is the most painful form of
corporal punishment and hurts far more than almost anything else."

"I didn't know that, Master. Um . . . . . . sounds like this slave should
avoid it."

"So then don't refer to yourself as this slave until I give you words to
use. Instead, simply say "I' for the time being."

"Yes, Master."

"Now there's something else I've noticed about your story."

"What, Sir?"

"I don't hear any reference to love or affection, boy."

"Very little of that, Sir. Mr. Anderson, nothing at all. I was his slave
object until it was time to leave. Then he became very generous to me."

"so that says a lot about how highly he regarded you. I'm sure these guys
don't do any of that on a regular basis."

"Don't know, Sir. Sorry."

"Well, I will expect a lot from you, Elliot. But before we do anything
else, I simply have got to change your name. Elliot is the name of a lonely
mistreated kid who escaped his awful life. Now you have a new life, so a
new name is in order. A name that will be more appropriate for a slave. And
so, you name from now on will be Markus. What is your name, slave?"

"My name is Markus, Master."

"Good boy. It's getting very late, slave. Crawl after me into the bedroom
and wait there until I strip down. Then you can kneel before me and give me
a nice blow job and then swallow my piss as well. Have you ever done that
before?"

"A few times, Master."

"Good. then I'll expect you to learn to love the taste of my piss as I
shoot it down your gullet, boy. If you do a good job tonight, I'll let you
cuddle me until you fall asleep in my arms."

"Yes, Master. Will try my best." Meanwhile, Elliot---ooops, Markus is
getting his mind blown. He wishes the piss thing wasn't happening, but
he'll learn. "This guy sounds so nice, though, even now when I'm here
actually stripped as his slave. I've never gotten to cuddle anyone
before. Wonder if I'll like it."

And so Markus finally falls asleep in his Master's arms, determined to be
the best slave he can possibly be for this man.  . . .

PETER AND TYLER

A few days after their conversation, Peter calls Tyler one
morning. "There's a movie out that I want to see. Come with me. I'll pick
you up at 7 tonight."

"What's the movie?"

Peter chuckles, "You'll find out when we get there. 7 o'clock, boy.  You'll
be staying over. Pack accordingly but plan to wear the same clothes
tomorrow."

"Yes, Sir." Peter hangs up.

The movie makes tyler squirm quite a bit. It's in an old theater that plays
outdated and with kinky parts some times, appealing to all sorts of people
on the spectrum. The movie is about something strange happening in an
English boys' boarding school and there are a great many scenes of caning,
of plebes being humiliated and thrashed and bullied in other ways by
upperclassmen. tyler tries to hide the fact that he's getting really turned
on by this movie and trying to regulate his breath, but that can only go on
for a limited amount of time, so Peter is perfectly aware of what this film
is doing to his new slaveboy. A couple times he reaches out and squeezes
the back of his neck.

They leave the theater and get into the car. tyler is quite tense. His
heart is pounding.

"I know that film turned you on, boy. You can't hide your reactions from
me, and you shouldn't if you don't want to be punished like those boys in
the movie. Never hide anything from your Master, no matter what it is. Do
you understand me, tyler?"

"Yes, Master."

"So I'm going to thrash your ass with my strap, slave, to help you remember
to always be open for me. When we get to my place, get naked, keep your
head down, and do what I say."

"Yes, Master."

"I like being dressed when I whip a naked slave. It helps the slave
understand what it is. So that's the way it will happen tonight, boy. do
you understand that you need it, slave?"

"Yes, Master, what you said makes sense. I need your discipline, Sir, to
become a better slave."

"Always, faggot."

Before long they're at Peter's. Tyler is on his knees on Peter's bed, head
lowered to the bed, ass held high. Both wrists are stretched over his head
and are bound on each side of the bed.

Peter's rolling up his sleeves, carrying a wide leather strap. "Keep as
quiet as you can. Keep your mouth closed at all times. Swallow your
screams."

He begins casually, getting a feel for the way the strap moves through the
air as he strikes lightly, watching the boy's reactions to teach lash as he
slowly increases the intensity and also moves the strapping area almost all
the way from the top of the slave's ass to his knees.

Eventually tyler starts making funny grunting noises. "I'm making an
impression on this slave. Good. It's the only way a slave learns the
meaning of obedience. That's right, faggot. Drink the pain of this
punishment. Remember never to hide anything from me again."

Finally, Peter becomes aware that tears are falling down the slave's face
so he stops beating him and starts to lightly run his fingertips over all
the welts and marks of the strap. This drives the slave over the roof and
it starts to move around almost desperately trying to escape from the
Master's fingertips because they sent even more feelings into the slave's
depth of pain and humiliation.

"I will unbind your hands and you are to fell to the floor immediately and
begin to kiss and lick my feet in gratitude for this thrashing."  And that
is where the slave stays for about 15 minutes, until Peter feels he has
calmed down enough from the strapping. "Up," he says as he gets into the
bed extending his arms in welcome. Tyler almost weeps at the sight of this
and quickly slides himself into the Master's arms who begins to make out
with him while he also uses one hand to stroke the slave's reddened flesh.

"Whenever I wake you up you're to slide down and get your faggot mouth on
your Master's cock. Not now, though. Now we rest."

Twice that night it happens. Tylor gets all of Peter's soft cock in his
mouth and then feels it being to grow until tyler can no longer handle all
of it in his throat. "Try harder, faggot. Work that cock down your throat,
bit by bit." Finally Peter says "enough," and pulls the slave back up into
his arms.


The second time, Peter is rock hard when tyler gets to it, and he starts to
blow his Master taking more and more of it into his mouth until Peter puts
his hand on the back of the slave's head and forces it all the way down,
holding it there while the slave is gagging and then can't breathe. Finally
he lets the head about half-way up so the slave can catch its breath and
then he pushes it down again. This happens five times and tyler is starting
to resist. Peter takes his hand off tyler's head.

"Okay. Enough. Give me an eager blow job. Get me off and swallow it all
down. You'll be punished next time for resisting me."

Later on, as he's once again in Peter's arms, tyler thinks about the way
his Master seems to be raping his mouth and fears that he's not going to be
able to do this. He'll have to tell Peter in the morning. Now he's too
exhausted to get out of bed.

END OF CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

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