"They may have been educated but they certainly weren't enlightened. " The trainee-waiting-to-be-placed we call #10 was using his twelve minutes to talk about why he chose The Academy when he left home at 17.5. "They hated that they had a gay son, more concerned about what people would think of them. That their poor parenting was the cause of their sons choosing to be gay. Always a struggle at home, always fighting, finding ways to blame me and my brother for their problems. I left and stayed with my bestie until my birthday "
"Why BDSM #10?"
"I went to school with a boy whose cousin was a submissive I liked what I heard"
"How did you hear about us?"
"My friend's cousin said to come here. Said you could help. I really don't want to live in a tent. Don't want to be homeless "
"Thanks number ten, that's it for today. Speaking privileges are revoked for the rest of the day. "
Once each week these trainees can speak openly in a group about whatever they want. The staff here knows what goes on after they're sent to their rooms. They talk, they fuck, and the group is more cohesive because of it. These boys chose a gay BDSM lifestyle. And We put those boys through a program to help them adapt to this chosen life. I make it as brutal as possible. Not even one has quit while in training. The doors here are always open, they can leave anytime.
Sal was calling "Master Alex. "
"I told you. I'm not your Master. I'm just fucking Alex "
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir"
"I'm hanging up". I did just that.
He called again
"Is this FUCKING ALEX?"
"What's up bitch?"
" New arrival "
Sal hung up
" Always has to have the last word"
I'm in Master training but not for everyone to address me as Master. I just want my boy, Dumped Boy, to be mine. To have a sub you have to be a Master. Dumped Boy was abandoned here a while back. With no explanation his former Master just stopped paying the fees for retraining, the reason he was supposedly dropped off. In the first place. He officially belongs to my Master now, the Headmaster of The Academy. In an extremely lopsided agreement I made with the Headmaster in the end I get what I want. But fuck !!!
I am a trainer with a group of trainees that iiiwhose number keeps growing. I evaluate all new arrivals. We take in boys who want to be trained in the BDSM lifestyle in order to themselves have a Master to serve. I'm in charge of all of that. Plus placing the little fuckers with their first Master. I am required by employment contract to organize and present a BDSM sex scene which is live-streamed each week. And now in order to be in Master training I'm to present a second weekly scene featuring my boy, Dumped Boy. I barely have time to fuck a few trainees during the day. Despite all of this every Friday night my boy and I spend most of the night at a local BDSM club getting our brains fucked out. Sleep? I guess not in this lifetime. But if I were asked what my fantasy life would be like I'd say right here. Here with my sex addict boy, showing these sex driven young guys how to suck, get fucked, humiliated and occasionally punished. What more could anyone ask for?
My office is the cage room, where new arrivals are caged while waiting for the evaluation required before becoming trainees. I see one cage is occupied.
"Kneel"
Nothing
"That means you come over here and kneel in front of me with in your hands in your lap and head bowed"
He complies.
Who I have in front of me is a transvestite. Long hair, made-up pretty face, boobs, fat ass, and a dick complete with ball sack. This is a test, I know it. Sal did this as a joke. I call Sal
He answered on the first ring. "Fucking Alex !! What can I do for you? Fucking Alex?"
"
"Your new arrival? Is this a joke? One of your sick jealous jokes?"
"Jealous? Why would I be jealous of you Fucking Alex?"
"How would you suggest I process this new trainee ?"
"Same as any other. I put out a word on the grape vine. We have a special order "
"Now I know it's a joke"
"It's no joke. I want to be trained. I'm a submissive." The squeaky voiced trannie spouts.
I hang up
"Ok, stand up in position one". He has no idea what I'm talking about. We go through all five, he hesitates on five
"I don't think I can"
"Ok. Pick up your clothes upstairs. Have a nice day"
"Ok ok. I'm doing it"
"How do I refer to you? He? She?"
" I prefer they"
"Hmmm. Well that's not going to happen. You've got a dick, balls, asshole and a mouth so you're a fuckboy just like of the submissives here. And starting right now you have no speaking privileges. You are permitted to say yes sir and thank you sir and nothing else. Are we clear on that?"
"But I have a question...."
" Too bad. Position one....NOW!!"
He stands a little more bent forward than I like but....what the hell. I wet a finger and poke it in his ass. A jerk and a yelp. First test passed
"Position four"
He turns and stands at attention for inspection. I put my fist around a boob, twist a nipple until I hear a cry"
Hmm we'll work on that.
"A staff member will show you where and how we do things here. Trainees are immediately available for fucking or getting on your knees. Any staff member can use you. Any way they want.
"Yes, sir"
"The doors are open here. If you feel the need, your clothing is in the lobby "
"Yes, sir. Thank you , sir"
A little defiant. We'll work on that too.
"Knees. Suck my dick "
He gets on his knees and takes hold of my dick
"No hands. Ever. Take it as deep in your throat as you can and hold it there until I tell you to stop "
He takes it deep and immediately chokes and pulls back. I grab a handful of hair and pull him all the way to my pubis. Choking, sputtering, struggling to pull back. I think we have a lot to work on.
"Stop, stay on your knees, hands folded, bow your head until the intern comes for you. "
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir"
On to next thing on the list. Another scene, this time with us both. I'll work something out with the boy. He's always full of gruesome ideas. Oh, did I mention he's our resident pain slave?
Passing by the training rooms I see we're practicing edging. Boys are groaning already. They're edging themselves. This session has them with vibrators in there butts and they're not allowed to cum until permission is given. Which it won't be.
I'm walking into the kitchen to see an intern with Dumped Boy spread eagle on the counter. "Finish up and get back to work."
The intern pulls out of my boys butt and leaves.
"You know that watching you get fucked makes me so fucking hard".
"Good. 'cause that guy wasn't even trying "
After an embrace and a long welcome kiss, my boy slides down to his knees.
