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Date: Fri, 4 Apr 2025 09:58:05 -0400
From: Robert Halstead <subkodak25@gmail.com>
Subject: Three Doms over Joey chapter 16

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Thursday night. I'm home in my room and writing about these things in my
journal. There's a knock on my door. It's my mother. "Joey, that nice
fellow who was here last week is at the door and wants to know it you'd be
willing to speak with him. He was hesitant. He wanted me to make sure you
would be willing to talk with him, either here now or someplace else. He
said that if you said no he'd respect that and it would be okay with
him. I'm not sure what's going on, dear, but it surprised me how unsure of
himself he was when he was speaking to me."

What do I do now?

"Ok, Mom. Thanks for letting me know and for your concern. He's upset about
something that happened and we have to have a serious talk about it. I'll
go down to him now."

"Your father and I are already in for the night so feel free to use the
sitting room if you'd rather not have to bring him to your rooms."  "that's
a good idea. Thank you, Mom."

So anyway, in light of what my mother just told me I feel a lot less
reprehensive about talking to Enzo now. As I walk to the front door I try
to get my thoughts together quickly. When I think I know how I want to
handle this, I open the door. There he is, so beautiful and so uneasy. Mom
was right. Right away I think that maybe there's some hope about all of
this.

"Before we go any farther, Enzo, I would like to ask one question."

"Sure, Joey, anything."

"Did they send you to me or are you here on your own? If they sent you, I
have nothing to say and would like you to leave." I think this really
represents how I'm feeling about things.

"Joey, I swear to you, I'm here all on my own. My only concern is what's
between you and me at this point. And I want to say I'm sorry for my part
in everything."

Wow. "OK then. Come on in. We can go sit inside and talk." I bring them to
the sitting room and turn on one of the lights. I sit in a single seat and
he sits on the couch facing me. I gesture for him to begin.

"We were there for two hours after we discovered that you had left. At
first there was some anger that you couldn't just be honest with them and
had to sneak off on your own, and Kevin was really passed off because he
had just wasted so much money buying things to use on you. But after we got
through all of that, we had a more serious conversation. That's all I have
to say about what happened that night, other than to apologize again for
anything I did that made you feel so uncomfortable and afraid. That has
never ever been my intention with you, Joey, and I trust that you realize
that."

"So it matters to you so much that you were willing to come here on your
own, hoping that we could talk about what happened. That makes me feel
really good, Enzo, because you are the one person I feel safe with, even
back when you were fake bullying me." We both chuckle, and that's a good
sign.

"You matter, Joey. That's why I'm here. You matter to me, no matter what
that means. I don't need you to be inferior to me or submissive to me,
unless that's something that really matters a lot to you. I've always
thought we were friends, and I don't want to lose that with you. The
fooling around we've done we never have to do any of that again if you
don't want to. I think we've grown beyond that."

"Enzo, you took my virginity, and so far you are the only one who has done
that to me. I wanted to give that to you as a way of showing you how I feel
about you, and how grateful I am to you for all the good things you've done
for me, for protecting me, for looking out for me, all of it. The other
guys didn't get at me first, Now I'm really glad that neither one ever got
to fuck me. It really hurt me that night, that our personal relationship
didn't play into anything that was going on there."

"It couldn't," answers Enzo. "That wasn't the space for it. Kevin had
already set everything up. Don't forget, you were already stripped naked
when you opened the door, and as soon as we came inside you got down on
your knees and we went inside and you crawled after us. I was a little
surprised. I know Kevin's been talking about doing a lot of training with
you. I didn't realize they had gone that far. I simply didn't know what to
do. I tried touching you a couple of times, they even tried to stick up for
you a little bit when Kevin was telling you off. I couldn't do any more
than that. Not only that but the way Kevin was talking about you and to you
I just assumed he had you right where you really wanted to be."

"Enzo, earlier that day I had to strip naked at Evander's and walk around
the entire place like that in front of all the other customers. There were
a few more naked guys that were also slaves, at least that's the language
that they were using and the language Kevin was starting to use with
me. And a lot of stuff happened while we were there. Some of that I liked
and some of it I just put up with because I was trying to convince myself
that I was Kevin's slave, I guess that means I'm a slave to all three of
you. Kevin even explained that to other people so it clearly. He takes it
all seriously. When we got back to the house, he ordered me to strip as
soon as I walked in the door, so I just did it because that's the way it
things had been today."

"I was surprised to see you naked, put David just smirked as if you had to
be naked because you're so inferior to us. And by the way, he never calls
you a slave. As you probably know, he prefers the word inferior. Did you
see the look on his face? How are you feeling at that time? Can you tell me
that, Joey?"

"First I was embarrassed. I saw the way David looked at me. Don't forget
that Kevin had been calling me a slave all day. I was in that head space,
so I figured he'd want me naked when you to arrived. I didn't expect the
way David looked. As far as he was concerned, for David is was exactly what
I had to be doing."

"And that's OK with you?"

"To be honest with you, Enzo, I can't answer that right now. I'm too
confused. I let myself be totally overwhelmed and I have no one to blame
for that but myself." All of a sudden, I chuckled.

"What? What's that about?"

"Just a terribly ironic thought about me being a slave. In light of what I
just said, I think I can make a pretty good point for the fact that I
really need to have somebody be in control of me because I can't be trusted
to keep myself from getting into some kind of trouble. Maybe I should just
join a religious order, but the problem is I don't think any of them would
take someone who's a notorious fag."

Enzo is silent for a while. I wait for him to get his thoughts together.
"You really feel that way? You really feel that someone should be in
control of you?"

I get frustrated. And raise my voice. "That's the reason I got into this
whole damn thing from the beginning. Sure I like a lot of it. After all I'm
kinky guy and I'm submissive and pretty funked up. So it's really something
well worth experimenting with. Enzo, I am not going to give it all up
because of what happened. Live and learn, that's my motto."

"And so that's the reason that you were willing to spend an entire weekend
with Kevin and let him take you to the edge of your submissiveness."

"Yes. And I'm never going to make that mistake again."

"Which mistake?"

"Spending so much time with somebody all of a sudden just because the brief
things that happened between us were pretty good. But you know something,
while I talk about this I'm thinking to realize how stupid I was. Damn it,
and so there were some real red flags going up there. And then the whole
thing about not doing anything to me that I didn't know about ahead of
time? Shoot! That's what everything at Evander's was all about. Him
springing one thing on me after another and then ending up with me
blindfolded having to blow three guys I've never met before while everybody
looked on. The same God damn thing that I freaked out over the first time
he did that to me. And you know what, Enzo? The thing that really freaks me
out about it is that I had gotten so far into slave mode that I wasn't
questioning anything at all. I did what he told me to do. All sense of
boundaries or limits or agreements went right out the window. And that's
really scary, because now I realize that I would never wants to live as
Kevin's slave. Right now I don't even sure I want to do anything with Kevin
ever again. I just don't know."

"Joey, the way you're talking right now makes an awful lot of sense. Kevin
is a wonderful guy, sure. But Kevin's not the right guy for you. He's gonna
push and push and push and then punish you when you get resentful because
he pushed you for too far."

"Don't I know it? That's exactly what happened. He wants to whip me to
punish me for being resentful. And you know what's even worse, Enzo, I was
completely OK with the fact that he intended to take a strap to me because
of me pulling a attitude in the diner. Not one ounce of me was trying to
resist that. I was scared, and I figured it was really going to hurt an
awful lot, but that wasn't stopping me. Kevin wants to teach me a hard
lesson amount controlling my attitude. Maybe he's right. Maybe that is the
best way to train the slave: punishment. I figured I was going to find
out."

"So is that why you freaked?"

"No. With all that shit about whether or not I was gonna get to have any
pizza. That was the last straw."

Enzo giggles. "You really don't want anybody playing around with your
food."

My eyes grow wide because it's so true. "Yes. I guess what I still call a
hard limit. No blood. No women. Leave my food alone."

We both crack up. And then we sit there in the silence for a while, and I
realize that both of us are processing the conversation we just had in
coming to our own conclusions about it. Ask for me, I realized that it is
so easy for me to think clearly when I'm talking to Enzo. When I was with
Kevin, my brain was all jumbled up. I think I'm going to tell and so when I
just realized.

"I just realized something, Enzo: I find it easy to talk to you. Not only
that, but it is very easy for me to think clearly when I'm with you. I was
totally screwed up when I was with Kevin that weekend."

" Do you feel that you're thinking clearly right now?"

"Absolutely. Everything in this conversation is evidence that I'm thinking
clearly."

"Even when you said you know that you have to have someone in control of
you because you can't trust yourself?"

"Yes. Even that. I don't deny it. It's a little frightening and risky
trying to find the right person and then hoping that person is interested
in doing what he has to do with me or having me be his slave, that's OK too
if it's the right person."

"Ohh then, in that case, I'll let you know what I was thinking. I was
thinking of myself and David and Kevin, and what you said, and I want you
to think about something. I don't want you to answer me right now, but this
is what I want you to consider: that for now, I might be that person you
need who can be in control of you and train you to be a good slave--if you
decide that's what you really need. Of course, that means I'll be doling
out some tough punishments if you step out of line, boy."

"I don't have to think about that, Sir. I was going to ask you to take
charge of me. We don't really have to make a big thing out of it but I
really think of myself as your slave. You own me, Sir. I just want you to
know that as well. So now you've got something to think about." I gave him
a sly smile and then lower my eyes.

silence and waiting and we're both thinking really hard again.  "Well then,
we have a lot of thinking to do. But right now? Take me to your room. I
want to fuck you and claim you as under my control, I guess you can think
of it as me owning you. For now."



THAT'S ALL FOR THIS CHAPTER

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