Date: Sun, 4 Nov 2012 07:05:34 -0800 (PST)
From: T M <cmhsub@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Sub Finds His Place - part 2

A Sub Finds His Place
Part 2
By tracy m

When they got back to the room after breakfast Adam said "Hey kid, thanks
for picking up.  I'm kind of a slob.  It's good to have a roommate who's
willing to keep the place in order.  I appreciate it." Terry beamed with
delight at getting those words of praise from his dominant roommate.  Adam
was well aware of the effect his words would have on his little sub.  He
had been controlling subs since high school.  He knew how their needy minds
worked and that Terry would be desperate for his approval.

He was right.  Terry wasn't aware that he was a born submissive or that he
was addicted to attention from his superiors.  But Adam's approval was like
a drug to him and in time there would be almost nothing he wouldn't do to
get the high that "drug" provided.  With a big smile on his face he
cheerfully responded "No problem Adam.  I'm glad to do it."

Adam had a lot on his plate for the day.  This was the last day before
classes began and he had a number of errands to run.  He was also meeting a
bud at the Osborne complex for one of their intense workouts.  Terry had
much the same to do, minus the workout, so they soon headed out the door
and went their separate ways.  Terry didn't know the area very well and
wanted to explore the retail areas around campus.  He spent the morning
exploring and shopping.  He loved being in such a "large" city.  Around
lunch time he passed a Vietnamese restaurant called Vung Tau.  Aberdeen
didn't have any restaurants so exotic and he was feeling adventurous so he
decided to give it a try.  The restaurant wasn't anything fancy but the
prices weren't bad and the food was pretty good.

After lunch, he consulted his map and headed to the bookstore to get the
books required for the classes he was taking.  Being the day before classes
started Terry wasn't surprised the store was packed with students and he
had to wait in line over an hour to get them.  By the time he got out of
the bookstore he was nearly broke and nearly exhausted so he headed back to
his dorm.  He walked in and dropped the books on his desk.  He knew Adam
had been there recently because there was a pile of his sweat soaked gym
clothes on the floor where he had dropped them.  Terry wondered why Adam
didn't just drop his clothes in his laundry basket.  It was only a few feet
away.  He had no idea that Adam was continually leaving his clothes on the
floor to train him.  The feeling of Adam's sweat on his hands along with
the smells had something of a hypnotic effect on him when he picked them
up.  He stood there and inspected them briefly then picked out the jock and
held it to his face and smelled it.  The strong masculine smell made him
feel a little dizzy.  He shook himself out of his stupor and dropped the
clothes in Adam's laundry basket.

Hoping to make Adam happy again, he proceeded to straighten up the room.
He started in the bathroom and wasn't surprised to find Adam's usual mess.
He hung up the wet towels, picked up the bar of soap on the floor of the
shower, flushed the toilet and closed the lid and dried off the area around
the sink.  Satisfied there, he moved to the bedroom where he picked various
pieces of litter lying around, dusted and made both beds and did some
general tidying up.  He looked around and was pleased at how much better it
looked.  Just thinking about how happy his cleaning would make Adam gave
him a good feeling.

Cleaning done, he sat down and leafed through his new text books.  He was
getting hungry but put off going down to the cafeteria to get dinner.  He
hadn't seen Adam since morning and was hoping he would come back so they
could have dinner together.  Finally, his hunger wouldn't let him wait any
longer and he went down to eat.  After dinner he went back to the room
hoping to find Adam but the room was untouched.  He had a flyer he picked
up in the cafeteria advertising an outdoor concert on campus.  The price
was right, free, and it looked fun, plus he was getting a little bored.
Since Adam wasn't around, he went to the concert.

Terry returned to his dorm after nine o'clock.  He was perplexed as to why
there was a towel wrapped around the door knob outside his door.  He
figured he would ask Adam if he knew anything about it.  He opened the door
and was shocked to find Adam having sex.  The girl was shrieking in ecstasy
as Adam was violently pumping this giant cock into her.  In the throes of
passion, neither one noticed the innocent boy standing there with his mouth
hanging open.  Fascinated, Terry watched momentarily, but fearing he would
get caught, noiselessly retreated and gently shut the door.  He stood here
for a minute and realized the significance of the towel hanging on the
doorknob.  He could still hear the rambunctious love making inside and
thought about Adams impressive cock. The girl currently impaled on it was
clearly enjoying it.  He briefly wondered what it would be like to be
virile like Adam and felt a little envy.  He didn't want to loiter in the
hallway so he went down to the lobby to wait for the conclusion of the
festivities.  He had an early class the next morning and was hoping it
wouldn't take too long.

He returned just over an hour later to find the towel gone and let himself
in.  Adam was lying on his bed, still naked, hands behind his head watching
TV.  Terry admired his massive biceps and hairy armpits and, as usual, was
in awe of his roommate.  "Hey man," Adam said jovially.  "Your timing is
great.  I just finished fucking a bitch I picked up this afternoon."

Terry didn't know exactly how to respond.  It was a subject with which he
was unfamiliar.  Terry hadn't known Adam very long but had developed and
admiration of him that bordered on worship.  The sexual prowess he
witnessed earlier made him admire him even more.  "Wow, that's awesome
Adam," Terry responded with enthusiasm.  As he approached the bed he could
see that Adam hadn't even had time to clean up.  His crotch hair was matted
down with drying fluids and his cock, though still impressive, was spent.
He was staring at Adam's crotch in silent wonder.  He was a little
embarrassed when he realized what he was doing and even more so when he
realized Adam was watching him admire his crotch.

Tearing his gaze away, he wasn't surprised as he looked around the room
that it needed his domestic attention.  In addition to Adam's clothes on
the floor was a very recently used condom.  Terry automatically started
cleaning up again.  He was a little disappointed that Adam didn't
acknowledge his earlier effort but was sure that Adam appreciated that the
room was clean when he brought his girl in.  Adam watched Terry work and
was very satisfied with the progress of his project.

The progress wasn't surprising though.  Adam had turned subs into slaves tw
times in the past and knew they had a nearly insatiable need to serve
superior men which was almost as strong as their need to eat.

He first turned a sub into a slave when he was just a freshman in high
school.  It had been a couple years since he had come to realize that there
were natural inferiors and in that time had developed the ability to
identify them.  He enjoyed how easily he could control them with a simple
word or gesture or flashing some pit hair.  He got a kick out of how a "Hi"
from him made them light up with happiness.  He knew they craved attention
from him and he often used that need to amuse himself.  One of those subs,
Tom, tried to present himself to the world as a regular straight guy.  He
just couldn't hide his reverence from Adam though.  Adam knew that he had a
need to serve at a man's feet that went beyond desire and into desperation.
Watching him one day, it occurred to him that a slave could be pretty
useful.  He started asking Tom for little "favors" which he was thrilled to
grant.  Those little favors soon became bigger favors and it didn't take
long before Tom was coming over to his house and doing his chores after
school.  White Tom was working Adam was working out, fucking his girls or
just enjoying life.  Eventually he made Tom, who he addressed as Tommy, get
a job.  Each week Tom thanked Adam as he turned his uncashed pay check over
to him.  That continued even after he started college.  In his junior year
in high school Adam wanted some more money so he used roughly the same
process to turn another sub into a slave with the same result.  Adam's
parents didn't have a lot of money so the money provided by his slaves
provided him with a nice car, expensive clothing and money for dates and
recreation.  Letting inferiors work while he enjoyed life seemed like the
most natural thing in the world to him.  And not just to him, his slaves
regularly thanked him for using them and confessed that they loved serving
him.  Adam learned valuable lessons through his early slaves which would
serve him well for the rest of his life.

Terry picked up the nasty used condom lying on the floor.  As he carried it
to the bathroom he was riveted by the volume and weight of the cum it
contained.  He dropped it in the toilet which as usual, contained Adam's
unflushed waste.  Adam had decided early on that flushing the toilet was
the job of a slave so he would never flush again as long as Terry was
living with him.  While Terry did his chores Adam got up and took a shower.
The two roommates were getting along well.

The next morning Terry had an early class and had to get up early.  As he
was getting ready he looked down at his handsome roommate who was still
asleep.  He reached down and lightly ran his hand across Adam's chest
feeling the soft hair and the powerful muscles beneath.  He was feeling a
strong bond to his roommate and despite his initial reservations was
thankful they had been assigned to the same room.

Terry shook his head to break the spell.  He had four classes that day and
needed to head out.  He had studied a map the night before and knew where
to go.  That afternoon when Terry got to his Econ 101 class he discovered
the fellow sitting next to him was from Rapid City, only about
three-hundred miles from Aberdeen.  They were practically neighbors.  Terry
was glad to meet someone else from his home state.  His name was Brad and
his grandmother lived in Aberdeen so he knew the city well.  As they were
walking out of class, Brad mentioned that there was a rocket exhibition at
the science center that he wanted to see and asked Terry if he wanted to
go.  Brad thought it sounded interesting so they agreed to meet for dinner
then go to the exhibition.

Since Econ was his last class of the day he headed back to his dorm.  Since
he just made plans for the evening he thought he should get back and get
some homework out of the way.  When he got in, he automatically started
some cleaning.  He paused briefly to consider why he was doing all the
cleaning.  It didn't seem fair that Adam wasn't doing his share.  After
all, most of the mess was usually his.  But he concluded that Adam didn't
like cleaning and he didn't mind so there wasn't any reason to make an
issue of it.  Besides, he liked doing things for his friend.  It didn't
occur to him that doing things for Adam made him feel good.  He did have a
fleeting thought that he was repeating his behavior from high school but he
quickly dismissed that thought.



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