Date: Thu, 28 Dec 2023 16:12:00 -0500
From: Robert Halstead <subkodak25@gmail.com>
Subject: Training Toby 44

FORTY-FOUR

When Derek and Toby arrive at the club, Derek is wearing a baggy black
t-shirt and jeans. Toby has on a white "wife-beater" shirt, a black dog
collar in addition to the usual attractive collar welded around its neck
(so it can't be removed) and black gym shorts with a rip in the back near
the bottom of the boy's ass, sporting workboots with white socks folded
over the top of them. Toby is anxious about being seen this way by older
gay men, but Derek his holding his hand tight while telling him how hot he
looks. "If I didn't already own you," he tells Toby in a sarcastic voice,
"I'd be trying to buy you and haul you home right away." Toby kisses his
neck.

"There you are!" Kip greets them and after looking Toby up and down, give
him a big thumbs up!

"Good job, sweetie. Derek deserves to feel very proud that you're his."

"You can't say that loud enough, Kip," replies Derek with a big smile on
his face while he let's go of Toby, smacks the boy on the bum and then
throws his arm around its neck.  Darius shakes Derek's hand. "The two of
you look great! Don't be surprised if some single twink tries to offer
itself to you before the afternoon is over."

"Nah," says Derek. "I've got all the responsibility I can handle right
here," and he kisses Toby on top of its head. Besides, we're beginners
compared to you two." Darius is in jeans and a leather vest while Kip has
an "iron" collar around his neck, is barechested with one pierced nipple,
and white cotton shorts and the outline of his cage is hinted at if one
looks closely enough. Toby starts to giggle.

"What's so funny, kid?" asks Darius. "And I thought we were being bold," he
replies.

"Boy, we've been a fixture for a long time, so we have no sense of
shame. But I make Kip change in the van. We don't want the kids staying
with us to see my boy dressed this way."

"Honey, they all think I'm some kind of jock," says Kip, flexing for Toby.

"Come on with us. We've got some friends who want to meet you."

Soon enough, they're in the midst of a sizeable group of men, some in
leather, some in collars, some in ordinary clothing, and it appears that
Toby is the hit of the party tonight. The words "adorable, delicious, and
spankable" get tossed around, and Toby finds it easy to relax with his new
friends and admirers. Kip stays close and whispers gossip about the other
guys to Toby, and even advises him to stay clear of one of the men dressed
in ordinary garb. "Don't let that fool you, honey. He's fucking lethal. A
real mind-fucker. Currently single so on the lookout for his next victim."

"Really? Like what's he into?"

"He usually picks up street trash with no self-esteem so he can tear it
down and remake it in his image. Sooner or later the kid he fucks over gets
some self-pride and quits him for someone with a lot more compassion. Takes
about six months. I kid you not."

"Wow!" reacts Toby. "Good thing I don't look like street trash."

"honey, you got nothing to worry about. Your man will crush anyone who
tries to get a hand on you. Everyone's looking, Toby, but no one's gonna
mess with Derek."

Toby decides he really likes Kip. He asks him about the residence they have
and the kids who are living there, a couple of whom are even under
14. "Darius and I are registered foster parents and when they find out a
kid's on the street because he's gay, they bring them to us and give us
temporary custody. It takes a lot because these kids are starving for
positive attention with no strings attached. Fortunately, we are blessed
with regular donations so we can devote all out time to the house."

"And what happens to the kids when they leave you?"

"Depends on circumstances. Some of them are actually able to return to
their families, but that's a long story. Can't really say much about the
others."

Toby realizes he has to stop asking questions. He looks around for Derek,
who appears to be having an intense conversation with one of the
college-age boys who's far too interested in what Derek is saying. Kip sees
the same thing. "Go get your man," he says to Toby. "Just stand there. Let
Derek decide how to handle the situation. Don't act possessive. That's not
allowed for a good slave like you."

Toby takes Kip's advice and walks over to Derek but doesn't say anything or
gesture. Derek immediately puts his hand on the back of Toby's neck and
says to the other guy, "This is mine, the one I was telling you about. He's
such a good boy that he makes me want to be the best Master possible. I'm
learning. See, it doesn't happen over night, Timmy. Be patient. Move
slowly. But don't be too subtle. You began talking to me as if I were
already your Master. You'll never connect with anyone that way. Be a
beginner. Be a virgin if you want that. Simply look like you might be worth
the risk. My slaveboy here, he just started out being very agreeable and
eager to do anything I suggested, and I finally got the idea that I wanted
it to live its life as my slave."

"He got that idea before I ever did," Toby tells Timmy. "But he's a natural
Dom. It just started pouring out of him. Every time I looked into his eyes,
I wanted to fall on the ground at his feet."

"And eventually that's where he ended up," adds Derek, pressing on Toby's
shoulder. Toby immediately falls to his knees and embraces them. Timmy
gasps. "See?" asks Derek. "It's natural for this boy. If you meet the right
Dom, the same thing might happen to you."

"Well anyway, thanks for answering my questions without wanting anything
else in return. Most of the guys here are just looking for hook-ups."

"I'm glad I can do it," says Derek. "It takes more thought than just having
a quick fuck in some dark corner somewhere. This takes intelligence and a
sincere desire to grow in acceptable ways, contrary to what a lot of folks
on the outside think."

Toby turns to Derek and asks "May I be blunt?" Derek nods. Toby turns to
Timmy and says, "What my Master says is true if you're planning to get
right into an M/s relationship. But it always helps to get some good
submissive experience. This is what I'd suggest: if you really want what
you say you want, then give a blow job to the next guy who's looking for
it. Get some practice. If he likes the way you suck his cock maybe he'll
get the idea that you might be worth more of his time."

Timmy looks at him in shock. Then bursts out laughing. "Shit. Tell it like
it is, bro."

Derek is also laughing. "He'll be getting spanked for that later."

"Can I watch?"

"No."

Timmy salutes him and walks away. Darius and Kip come over. "See you've met
Timmy."

"Is he one of your residents?" asks Derek.

"Used to be," says Darius. "Got a scholarship to the State U and lives
there now. Beyond that, I'm not sure where he's staying between
semesters. Real nice guy. Confused, though. Tries to mimic Kip but I'm not
sure how submissive he really is."

"Funny," chuckles Derek. "Toby here told him to go blow the first guy who
wants one from him, to practice being a sub." Derek helps Toby get up off
his knees.

"Good advice if you ask me," says Kip. "That kid's been sitting on the
fence for far too long."

Darius lets out a hoot.

"What?" asks Kip.

"I never told you that he asked me to spank him last time we were here."

"He did! That vixen. I'll spank him myself, and it will be memorable."

"That's what you think, bitch," says Darius, and Kip quiets down and lowers
his eyes.


"Can I ask you a question?" asks Derek, and when Darius nods, he says, "How
quickly into your relationship did you make Kip service other guys, or have
you never done that? Sorry if this is too personal, but I'm trying to
figure out what to do about giving Toby out."

"Hard to say. Actually, to be frank, Derek, it's all strictly up to
you—that is if you know the boy will obey your wishes. And it doesn't
have to all or nothing. It might depend on the individuals involved, or any
other factor. It's worth talking about for a while before anything
happens. Eventually, you will call the shots. Isn't that true for most
things?"

"Yes, very much," answers Derek.

"And obviously you know what the slave can handle or what it wants," adds
Kip. "As for me, I was the biggest slut in town before Darius got to me, so
that says a lot about what my limits are."

"In other words," says Darius, "this bitch is happiest when there are five
hard cocks waiting to fuck it, one after the other. And I insist on
condoms."

Kip turns bright red. "I can't believe you said that!"

Darius smacks the back of Kip's head lightly. "I don't know why? Fuck, if
it weren't for the kids in the house, I'd post your kinks and history and
turn-ons in the front page of the New York Times!"

Kip nods, admitting it. "No shame for a sub," he insists.

"I don't know about that," objects Toby. "I get off on it when Derek shames
me."

"And he's easily shamed, which makes it a lot of fun," says Derek.
Obviously, it turns out to be a delightful afternoon. And once Derek got
Toby home, a good session with his strap was well in order. Then Derek
ordered a pizza. Toby had to eat his standing up.

///

Eventually, Harry and the slave moved the new cage into the bedroom so Eric
wouldn't be alone when Harry locked him up. This made things much easier,
because Eric could just call out if necessary. As it turns out, it was
never necessary. That good feeling that Eric had the first time its Master
had locked it up tended to last all night long, and (I know I'm jumping
ahead here) as it turned out, Eric was locked in most nights. The truth was
that Harry much preferred to sleep alone. Every night, before he went to
bed, the slave would be sent crawling into the cage, sometimes sobbing
after being punished, sometimes being ordered to remain silent no matter
what. It could suck the nozzle if it needed something to drink. Sometimes
it was water, other times Harry pissed into the water, and once in a while,
just to humiliate and punish the slave when it got too haughty, Harry would
make the slave piss into the bottle and if it got thirsty during the night
it would have to drink its own piss. Eric hated that the most and would try
not to have to take any all night wrong. And succeeded.

But before all that, there was something else Harry had decided. For the
time being, he began advertising Eric's services as a houseboy on the local
gay network the towns in his area had set up. He posted the ads with a
head-shot of the slave. He did not mention that Eric was a slave, although
many of the people in his area were coming to know it, nor did he offer to
have the slave work while stripped naked. He decided to give Eric a chance
to get used to the humiliation of the work itself before introducing any
additional kinky details or offers. One thing at a time. This was yet
another example of how considerate Harry could be even while he was making
all the decisions and giving all the orders in the slave's life. Eric knew
from experience how much more strict or even brutal things could get, so he
really was grateful that Harry was the one who had decided to take over its
life after the previous Master just let it bound in a bdsm club with a sign
offering it for free to whoever wanted to take it home.

Eric didn't mind the work, although sometimes it did feel outright
humiliating. That, of course, depended on the style of the person who was
purchasing his services. The most difficult "client" he had to work for was
a good-looking man about ten years older than him who happened to be a tv
personality on the local news. Eric would have gladly served this man as a
sex slave if Harry wanted him to, but no. Harry kept things
impersonal. Eric was just an ordinary house-boy. Clive—that was the
guy's real name although not the name he used on air--was not a very
pleasant person to have to work for, and Eric found himself fearing what
the guy would be like if he knew Eric was a gay slave. He spoke to Eric as
if he were trash, and frequently had complaints about the work Eric did for
him. Once he had Eric remake his bed while he stood there giving specific
instructions about how exactly the boy would proceed, and let him know that
he expected the same standard of service each and every time the bed was
made. Eric was positive that Clive would probably thrash him if he knew he
could get away with it. He made the mistake of sharing this with Harry. Big
mistake.

One day while Eric was on his hands and knees washing the bathroom
floor—Clive insisted it be done this way---Clive came to the door and
announced that "I was contacted by the man you work for, in repayment of a
debt, he told me. He also told me that if I wasn't pleased about any aspect
of your work for me, I could take a strap to your ass, and that's what I
intend to do for now on. Every time you work here I will make note of
offenses. Usually you will get your licks bent over after the work is done
for the day. If something really displeases me, I might take my strap to
you in the middle of your work. I was also informed that he would be
requiring you to wear your work pants without any underwear so that the
strap could have a greater impact. I've never done anything like this
before, but when I look at you at work, the idea is beginning to see more
and more pleasing to me. In fact, I'll be going out to purchase a special
implement to discipline you with."

And he wasn't kidding. The next time, Eric got eight "shots" with Clive's
new thick strap. It brought tears to his eyes, but he quickly blinked them
away. He didn't want to give Clive the satisfaction. Eric truly felt like a
slave whenever he was working for Clive. What he feared were the next steps
to come: He was afraid that one day Harry would tell Clive he could take
down the boy's pants before punishing him; it would be long after that when
Harry would let Clive know it was okay with him if he had the boy work
naked. Eric kept begging Harry not to let things go any farther, but as we
know, Harry doesn't usually respond to begging from this slave. All part of
its training. And while Eric always realizes how much better off he is with
Harry than before, he also realizes that when Harry sends him to work for
Clive, Eric feels more like a slave than any other time, even when he's
still allowed to keep his clothes on when he is there to serve as houseboy.

Nonetheless, before he gets sent to Clive again, he's determined that he
and Adrian work through this matter. Part of him actually wants to ask
never to be sent back to Clive again. He and Adrian look deeply into the
whole affair and figure out whether Elliot is really ready to sink that
farther down into the submissive Sea. Adrian suspects he's not and thinks
that is just fine.

They reach an understanding. Elliot will no longer be sent to work for
Clive, but he is going to be advertised as a naked houseboy for a bit and
they'll see what the response is.

####

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