Date: Wed, 22 Nov 2023 14:08:57 -0500
From: Robert Halstead <subkodak25@gmail.com>
Subject: Training Toby 24

TWENTY-FOUR

They spent the next three days gathering the things they would bring with
them to the cottage and drove down there bright and early on the
tenth. Their plan was to spend the rest of the vacation in their new
home. Derek had Toby strip as soon as they crossed over the threshold for
the first time and he fucked the slave right there inside the front
door---just to start things off on the right foot! After a quick tour of
the roomy home, Derek started unloading the car while Toby started putting
things away. By now the slave had recovered from Sir's spanking.

Derek was pleased because he had plans of his own to help the slave realize
right from the start that it was subject to whatever ways Derek intended to
keep it disciplined and humbled, but also cherished because of the quality
of its sweet submission.

On the second day they made a list of things they needed to buy to finish
setting up the place. The Internet connection was already alive, so Toby
did some on-line research (with Derek standing behind him) to determine the
best places to go shopping for what they needed. I won't bore you with the
list; suffice it to say that they were able to get everything they wanted,
top quality whenever possible. Toby had almost $40,000 in his
account. Derek took him to the bank to change the account into both their
names and to issue debit cards to each of them. Derek's card had a $10,000
limit, but Toby only had $150 available. It was clear that Derek had
decided to limit Toby's financial freedom, and this tickled the boy's inner
slave. It wasn't penniless; that would never do in today's
world. Nonetheless, it also was no longer free to spend for what it wanted
without begging permission from its Master. So anyway, Derek made all of
the purchases. And that took care of that.

On the third day Derek left Toby alone at the cottage to complete setting
up and cleaning while he went to the same shop he bought the slave's collar
and ordered quite a bit of equipment. His plan was to set up the finished
basement as a usable dungeon once everything had arrived. While there he
ran into one of the Doms he had met over Thanksgiving weekend. His name was
Galvin. He was one of the New Year's Eve hosts. They had a conversation
which gave Derek a different perspective on what's been happening lately.

Galvin pointed to a flogger that was on display. "If you don't have one of
those you should consider it," he advised.

"It looks awfully severe. I don't think the boy's ready for that yet."

"it looks severe but it is really sweet. My slave loves it and I only use
it as a reward. It tells me that each lash feels like pleasure more than
pain. And I can hit as hard as I want because it doesn't really do any
damage at all."

"It must demand some technique," says Derek pensively, stroking his chin.

"I'll tell you what. You buy that. I'll have you and the boy over for
supper and a demonstration. I'm telling you, your slave will really love
it."

"You've got yourself a deal, Galvin. I need to learn from everyone I can."

"Always a good attitude to have, for all of us. Aside from this, How are
things going, Derek?"

"Pretty good. Toby is spending the entire break with me and my family."

"That must be nice even if you have to play it cool sometimes."

"Very nice. My parents are crazy about the boy and, of course, it's nice to
be together without the distraction of classes and schoolwork."

"Is the boy doing well under your care?" asks Galvin, putting the emphasis
on the word "care," winking at him.

"He's fine with me, but we ran into some trouble when I let him spend a day
with his uncle."

"Why? What happened?"

Derek explains the nature of their relationship over the years and how
different it was this time now that the uncle is able to "have access" to
the boy now that it is "officially" a slave, and how the slave's uncle
treated it this time and decided to create more distance from the nephew.

"Really?" asked Galvin. "That sounds unexpected. It must have blown the
boy's mind."

"Blew its mind and its heart and its spirit, to say the least. As far as
I'm concerned, the poor kid was traumatized by the way it was treated and
by the things its uncle had to say, to say nothing of the beating he gave
the boy."

"What exactly happened, Derek, if you don't mind telling me?"

"As far as the beating went, he told me he would be spanking the slave (who
don't forget is his supposedly `beloved' nephew) with his hands only. What
he did was beat the boy black and blue on its inner thighs, its groin area
and its armpits. It is still marked up. But that wasn't the worst part. He
told Toby that since it was now a slave and he was a Master (he has a slave
of his own back home), their former uncle/nephew relationship no longer
mattered and could be forgotten. In addition he told the slave that it
could no longer speak to him directly but had to go through its own
Master---which means me. I was shocked by all this and never expected
it. There's even more, but that's enough to give you an idea."

"Wow! Very strange indeed! Derek, I think t's pretty much a common thing in
the scene that Family trumps Kink. Damn, I have a brother three years
younger than me who's a slave, but as far as I'm concerned, we're just
brothers and we're as close as ever. I don't interfere with his
relationships with Doms and Masters. I'm just there for him as his big
brother and he can turn to me any time for any reason whatsoever, just like
he's always done. That's par for the course.

I'm surprised at what you're telling me, especially since the two of them
were always so close. It sounds to me like he was working out a lot of
anger on the boy's flesh and heart. Very strange indeed."

"Really? Well, that's interesting. You know, the uncle had never touched
the boy and swore that he wouldn't until the boy turned 18. Well he did
turn 18 during the semester when he was with me and was already becoming my
slave. Maybe the uncle expected he'd have the first shot at the boy. As far
as I can tell, that's the only reason he could have been taking his anger
out on my boy."

"Possibly, but you'll never really know until the two of you are able to
communicate."

"And that's not going to be for quite a while because now I'm the one who's
angry. Angry at him for the way he broke the boy's spirit."

"I don't blame you. How are you handling it with Toby?"

"I'm just being very gentle in most things. Still having my way sexually,
of course, but as far as anything else goes, I'm treating it tenderly. It's
damaged goods as far as I'm concerned, and all the fucking damage was done
in just one day. I really don't know what else I can do at this point."

"Shower it with care and kindness and encourage it to talk as much as
possible, safely, about its feelings. Other than that, I guess there's not
much else you can do. However, you might want to consider having the boy
talk to a counselor or trusted elder if possible."

"hmmmm.  There is one faculty member who got close to us. Maybe she'll be
able to help. I know Toby really admires her, and so do I."

"that might be a good solution. Hey, Derek, keep me posted, please. I must
admit that I'm a little angry myself at what happened. Damn, if I treated
my brother that way it would have broken his heart and made him feel even
more alone in the world."

"Does he have a Master, your brother?"

"Not yet. He's only 20. Plenty of time. I know he's had scenes with a
couple Doms, but I don't think he's ready to settle down yet. But I've got
to tell you, if anyone treated my brother the way Toby's uncle just treated
him, I'd be banging down his fucking door."

"Under the circumstances, I don't see that as a possibility. I'm just going
to keep silent for as long as I can and devote my attention to Toby. I
don't know whether or not I told you, Gavin, but I'm in love with the kid
and the feeling is mutual."

"That's so nice. I know what you mean because I'm the same way with my
faggot. It's so much better this way."

"Well, Gavin, I'm sure glad I ran into you. I never would have known about
the "Family trumps Kink" rule. And it was good to sound off a bit with
someone outside of our relationship."

"I'm glad we met as well. Reminds me that I need to give my brother a
call. Don't know what he's up to lately."

"Is he in school?"

"Yes. He goes to Gordon."

"Oh wow! that's where we go. He must be a junior or senior?"

"Junior. Nice coincidence. Look in on him if you get a chance. Name is
Elliot Matthews."

"Will do, Galvin. Thanks again for listening to my story."

"Any time, dude, any time. And if you'd like to socialize with us older
kinksters, just give a call." they exchange numbers.

Derek has a lot to think about as he's driving back to the cottage. He has
to resist the impulse to call Harry and blast him for what he did, but
wisely decides to hold off. Maybe Harry will start feeling bad about what
he did to Toby.

When he gats back to the cottage, he finds Toby asleep. He strips down and
slides into bed. As soon as he touches Toby's body, the boy curls into him
and hangs on for dear life. His cheeks are wet. It's clear that he's been
crying.

"Feeling low, baby?"

"I miss my uncle, Master. I feel like all of a sudden he's checked out of
my life."

Derek does what he can to comfort the boy. "Give it a little time,
sweetheart. Things might change as time goes on. It really seems like he
acted out of character. Let's wait a while before communicating with him."

"I'm not allowed to communicate with him any longer, He's a Master and I'm
nothing but a faggot slave." Toby says, bitterly. "You're my faggot slave,
Toby, and your Master loves you. Just focus on that for the time
being. Situations may change eventually. I had an interesting chat with
Master Gavin about it today and he had some helpful things to say. I'll
tell you more about it some other time. Do you wish to keep sleeping now,
or can I put you to work?"

"Please, Master, would you fuck me? Nice and easy?"

"Sure thing, boy. But suck me for a while first, okay?"

"Yes, Master." Toby slides down on the bed and begins suckling his Master's
soft dick, which doesn't stay soft for long.

Toby loves it when Derek's soft cock rests in its mouth and it can use its
tongue to caress the underside of Derek's crown and hear the subtle
reaction in its Master, a tiny puff of air, a barely audible grunt of
pleasure and the slave knows it has done something that few faggots ever
get to do. Of course, because of this type of action, the Master's cock
thickens and hardens almost immediately and fills the slave mouth until at
last it causes the slave to gag, and Toby tries to hold the Master's cock
right there for as long as it can. Derek always backs off slightly in
reaction to the gag unless this is one of those times when the Master will
enjoy the feeling of power he has over the slave by affecting it this way,
and he also accepts this as an experience of the slave's intense desire to
please him. He counts in his mind, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and then backs off
leaving nothing but the crown of his cock in the slave's mouth.

Toby knows what to do at this point and toys with the Master's crown with
tongue and lips until finally Derek escapes from the little trap the slave
is setting, trying to get him to cum. Toby knows that once the Master's
cums and then has little rest, he'll quickly rise again, ready to penetrate
the slave's body and bury himself deeply in its warmth for as long as he
wants.

Toby knows that by this point, it's going to take the Master a lot longer
to cum the second time, so the slave knows that its body is going to be a
vessel for the Master's pleasure for a good long time. Toby immediately
translates what is happening to its body into emotional and spiritual
energy. The Master has total ownership of the slave's body and with each
stroke, Toby hears the word repeating in his mind, "mine, mine, mine
. . . " and it knows it is owned and used as the Master's faggot
slut. Tonight, however, something unexpected happens: as the slave is
thinking "mine, mine, mine," the slave begins to realize that it possesses
Toby as much as Toby possesses it, and no one will ever be able to take
that love away from them.

No one else will ever experience this moment of prime intimacy a boy
experiences when a superior man uses his cock to get as much pleasure as it
can from the slave's ass which has now turned into a primary sex
object. And once again,

Toby is grateful that its own dick is locked up and kept small. It is a
much more pure experience when it does not have to use this moment to bring
pleasure to its own dick, that the slave is denied this type of pleasure
most of the time; that its pleasure must come from realizing how it is
being used to give the Master all the pleasure. As for the slave, its
pleasure comes not only from "mine, mine, mime," but from hearing what the
tip of the Master's cock whispers deep inside it's most private section: "I
own you, I own you, I fucking own you," and when at last the Master shoots
his second load of the evening deep within the slave's body, the slave
feels that it's been branded in a place the only the Master ever has the
right to visit.

All this is well and good; at the same time, however, the slave doesn't
realize what its Master has in store as the next step in the slave's
subjugation. Actually, it's better that the slave doesn't know. The last
thing it needs is something else to increase the anxiety it is still trying
to process from the time it was with the uncle-Master. All things in their
good time.

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