
How I Became a Fag Slave...
... and Learned to Love It.
by usemeinva
Chapter 29
During the night sometime I had a dream. It was the first time I had remembered a dream for quite a long time, however it seemed like more than a dream, almost like it was a long-forgotten memory too. I would definitely ask Master if I could ask him about it when we get up. Again the lock on my cell door clicked and I started to get up and Master held me tightly and said today we sleep in and that means you too. I smiled and curled up against him. A couple hours later Master whispered that he needed a piss. I slid down his body and took His cock in my mouth and Master gave me the precious gift of His piss. When he was done I continued to suckle on His cock because Master usually wants me to suck Him off after I drink His piss. However Master pulled me up to His face and kissed my forehead. Not this morning, my sweet slave. You can do that just before you leave so My taste will be in your mouth all the way to the school.
“Thank you for that gift, Master. That would be really special.”
I grew nervous as I got my courage up to ask Master the question that continued to hang in my mind over the dream last night. “Master, may I ask you a second question?”
“Today, you can do anything you wish, slave.”
“Master, I had a dream last night that you were part of. It was the first dream I remember having in a long time. It didn’t seem like a dream that I remember though. Almost like it was a forgotten memory that I was remembering somehow.”
“This sounds interesting, slave, tell me all about it.”
“Well, we were both a lot younger. I was maybe ten years old in the dream. You would have been eleven? But you were my neighbor and we were playing cowboys and Indians together. You were the cowboy and I was the Indian. You convinced me that Indians didn’t wear real people clothes, they wore loincloths instead. You said I needed to only wear my underwear. I was wearing only a pair of tighy-whiteys and you had captured me and tied me up to a tree. You started to feel my body and I was uncomfortable. I told you that I would tell your parents if you didn’t let me go. You didn’t want to and asked if you could just leave you tied up for a while longer but not touch you. Reluctantly I agreed and you just sat and watched me for what seemed like forever before letting me go.”
Master blushed and said, “Yes that all happened. That is when I first fell for you. We were just kids so I didn’t understand what it all meant at the time and you freaked out so bad I was scared to explore it again with you. So when I came up the plan to enslave you I just hoped that it worked out.
I could not be happier with how it worked out if I tried. I’m going to miss you so much while you are gone but I think it will be good for you.” It was my turn to blush. If anything could make my being away from Master for so long, this was it. Master had all but admitted He loved me and I loved him back.
Master swatted me on the ass and said to go clean up and come right back. We would go to the cafeteria for brunch. Soon we were on our way. When we got there Master surprised me greatly by getting me a real meal too not slave food. When we got to the table I went to kneel but Master looked around quickly and saw we were alone and pulled out a chair for me to sit in across from him. He reminded me that this was very much against the rules so if anyone came around to quickly get on my knees but he wanted to be able to see my face while we ate. I was truly happy, however it had been so long since I had eaten real food I could handle much and Master nodded when I said I was stuffed.
When Master was done, fortunately no one had disturbed us. We returned to Master’s room and once there he had me lay across the bed and He used his belt on my ass once and only once. It was hard granted but there was never a time that Master only gave me one lick. Then He fucked me just enough to get Himself hard then he ordered me to my knees and to suck Him off. I started to tear up as I took Master’s cock in my mouth. I was happy to be providing Him service but incredibly sad because I knew this would the last time for quite a long time. Master was gentle and allowed me to take my time. I suspect Master knew the emotions running through my head. I looked up and He also had tears in His eyes. Yes he knew. Soon, all too soon, Master shot his load into my throat and onto my face. I knew then and there that I would savor that taste until the day I returned to him.
Master petted my head and then put the leash on my collar. With tears in his eyes He said it was time to go. Master led me out of the dorm and to the parking lot where a man with a van for the school was waiting. Master removed His leash and the man opened the back of the van. He took out a hood. The hood had no eye or mouth holes. He placed it on my head and I could feel it be locked to my collar. I was instructed to climb in and He locked me to the sidewall of the van. Master reached in and ran His hand down my leg one last time before the van door was closed and the man drove away. I knew it wasn’t a long journey but without being able to see anything I soon became drowsy and fell asleep.