Date: Sun, 17 Mar 2024 04:43:15 +0000 From: Greg S Subject: Perceptions - 35 Please remember to support Nifty and their work so that they can continue this forum for entertainment and expression. Use link https://donate.nifty.org/ to donate please. Disclaimer: If you aren't 18 years of age, or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenagers and is for adults only! The acts are consensual. This story is complete fiction, all descriptions, and names are also made up. Any similarities are purely coincidence. This story also contains violent scenes including force, bondage and humiliation. If this bothers you, please do not read any further! Perceptions - Chapter 35 Thanksgiving was uneventful and I spent most of the vacation just hanging out, playing games, reading and other stuff. I didn't expect to hear from anyone, but I did text Jason a few times to see how he was doing. On Saturday morning, I heard my parents downstairs talking, and then they called up to me saying they were leaving and reminded me I had promised my cousin I would take him out for batting practice that afternoon. "Ok" I replied as I heard them leave the house and the car start and pull away. I picked up my phone and called my cus' Pete. "Hey, what about going to the batting cages later?" Pete was trying to juggle his busy teenager's calendar to set a time when the doorbell rang. Opening the front door, there stood Master Greg. The first thing I noticed was the black-and-blue mark on his face which was just a bruise on Wednesday night, but now it was a dark purple. Otherwise he looked outstanding in jeans boots and a long-sleeved thermal that clung to his torso. He looked menacing and deadly serious. I froze as I stared at him and my cousin was talking but I didn't hear anything he was saying. "Pete" I stumbled, "I have to reschedule. I'll call you back." And I hung up the phone. Not knowing our exact status these days, I just greeted him with a "Sir" indicating my surprise with my tone and expression. "When will your parents be home?" he questioned me sternly. "Uhh, they are both gonna be gone all day, til tonight. My mom was........." He pushed me hard into the house, cutting off my response, and followed me in shutting the door behind him. He continued to push me until my back was up against the wall in the entryway, then putting his forearm under my chin and at my throat he choked me enough to show he was serious and to make it hard for me to breathe while he bore into me with his eyes. "So have you been enjoying your vacation faggot......... and I don't mean Thanksgiving" he asked sarcastically. I was still too confused to know what to say, but my eyes must have been saying a lot, submitting to him again, melting under the heat of his attack. "So here's how it goes cunt, from now on I am your only Master. The ONE, the ONLY!" he emphasized. You have no other Masters, not Tack, not Laith, not anyone. Do you understand that?" he spat. I was still nervous, but i shook my head acknowledging his orders and said "Yes Sir." "What did you say faggot?" he questioned immediately. `Yes Master I mean. I'm sorry Master, I meant Master" I babbled. I got half of a sinister smirk from him. "You don't talk to another guy, you don't touch another guy, you don't do a FUCKIN' THING without my permission faggot. Do you understand me?" he explained angrily. "If i want to pimp you I'll tell you, but you don't do anything with out my permission from now on! You get that?" he demanded. "Yes Master Greg. I understand Master" I replied shaking my head. "And, you tell me everything! DO YOU UNDERSTAND FAGGOT?" he asked speaking very slowly. "Yes Master, everything" I replied obediently. Then slowing things down and easing up on his pressure and demeanor, this time more in an asking tone he questioned, but still seriously, "Can you live with that boy?" My heart beginning to open to him, I simply shook my head vigorously indicating yes, not wanting to have my voice crack if i spoke. "You are MY property" he reemphasized. I just smiled, shaking my head yes; not having words that could add anything to this special moment, i just enjoyed the warmth I felt being in his orbit once again. "Be at my house in an hour, scrubbed and ready for me bitch, I'm gonna erase all signs of everyone else on you today." he ordered and then he was gone.