Date: Mon, 26 Sep 2016 23:26:14 +0000 (UTC)
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Subject: Employee Manipulation Chapter 14 Gay Authoritarian

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			   Employee Manipulation

Chapter 14

m/m,mmmmm/mm, nc, humil, m/s,oral, anal, blackmail

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    At 9 AM,, Tom followed his boss into the corporate office building. He
had been warned again of the dire consequence of saying the wrong thing to
Detective Olson. He knew the detective wanted to lock him up and that if he
said the wrong thing he would be in the hands of sexual preditors in the
country lockup.

     An hour later, He was sitting in the conference room across from the
detective.

     "Mr. Wilkes," Lt. Olson started, "I must apologize to you. Evidence
has been developed that shows you were not the one who signed the forms
after all. We cannot connect you to this crime. That said, doesn't mean you
aren't involved in this with an accomplice somehow."

     Tom stiffened in his chair as the Lt. starred at him. He felt strange
as he knew he was innocent and at the same time, He knew the Lt. was
convinced he was guilty and was trying to trap him. Rellying on
Mr. Saxman's advice, He told the Lt. as tears flowed down that He was
innocent and that Mr. Saxman was being very kind to him in allowing him to
keep his job. He told the Lt. that he had no idea how someone had been able
to steal that check.

    Lt. Olson knew he was on to something bigger than it appeared to
be. This young man sitting across from him was shaking, obviously scared to
death of him. Having been an investigator for more than 20 years, he had
smelled something wrong when talking to Saxman. Saxman had seemed too cool
and had appeared from the beginning that he would not file charges against
Wilkes. He had sensed that somehow, Saxman knew more about the theft than
Wilkes did.

     He had watched Saxman and Wilkes leave the office together after
questioning Wilkes in Saxman's office. They had walked to a bar that Olson
knew to be a gay bar. Olson had leaned heavily on one of his informants who
was a homosexual and customer of the bar who told him that the picture of
Tom Wilkes he had been shown was the young sumbissive bar slave who was
available as a cocksucker. Olson had listened intently as his informant
told him of the goings on at the bar. He had watched as numerous men
entered the bar but some guys had beeen refused entry. Olson had quetioned
one of the men who couldn't get in and was told that he couldn't get in
without being a member or sponsored by a member. Olson smelled big bucks
and more than that, he sensed that his own sexual needs had demanded they
be satisfied.

     Looking across the table at Wilkes, He saw a good looking young man
who was obviously being blackmailed into providing sexual services for John
Saxman. He now needed to make sure that Wilkes was securely under Saxman's
control and not wanting to blow the whistle to the authorities. He got up
from his chair and slowly walked behind Wilke, putting his hands on Tom's
shoulders and applying pressure to force Tom down in his chair.

     "Wilkes, is there something you want to tell me but you're afraid to?"
Olson said.  He could feel Wilkes shaking in fear.

     "No Sir." Tom said with a stutter.

     Olson pulled Tom's head around by pulling on his hair. With his face
inches from Tom's face, He point blank asked, "Is John Saxman blackmailing
you and using you as a whore?"

     Tom looked downward, he was sweating profusely but shook his head and
through tears told the Lt. that Mr. Saxman was not blackmailing him. He
kept saying that Mr. Saxman was trying to help him because he knew he was
innocent. Falling to his knees in front of Olson, Tom held on to the legs
of the man who was wanting to take him to jail. "Please Lt, don't take me
to jail Sir, I didn't do anything wroing.

     Olson sat down in Tom's chair and pulled Tom's head into his lap. He
wiped Tom's tears away and lovingly petted Tom's head. Lt. Olson had a hard
on and was excited by how the boy had broke down and still had not turned
against Saxman. It was now time to talk to Saxman and find himself a place
in Saxman's plans. Most of all, he wanted this young man to be made
available tp him. After hearing the debauchery that was being forced on the
boy at the club, he knew he wanted to join in. Having Tom as a fuck toy was
now the number one reason he wanted in. He knew it could be a touchy
sintuation when he confronted Saxman with his evidence, but he thought he
could convince Saxman that he was serious and could be a valuable resource
since he was a police investigator and could alert him to any potential
police problem that might come up.

     Reluctantly, he let Tom get up and sit down.  "Wilkes, I'm going to
speak with Saxman and I want you to sit right here and wait for me."  With
that, He walked out of the room, leaving Tom to worry.

     Olson headed for Saxman's office and focused on how he would approach
him. He didn't want to put him on the defensive as much as he just wanted
to let him know that he was aware of his employee blackmailing scheme and
was wanting to to join him as a very silent participant. He needed Saxman
to see how it would be to his advantage, having a member of the police
department on his team. He knew he would have to convince Saxman that he
was in no danger and that he could trust the Lt.  He knew exactly how he
would prove his sincerety. After 22 years on the force, Olson knew he had
to be careful. He did not want to go to jail himself or lose his retirement
pension.

     Sitting in Saxman's office, Lt. Olson finally laid it on the line to
Saxman.  As he explained that He had uncovered Saxman's blackmail and
prostitution scheme and he could see that Saxman was nervous, Olson
immediately set out to set him at ease. Olson explained that he was willing
to help Saxman in his operation.

     John felt a reprieve ahead and calmed down somewhat. He was curious
though at what the Lt. wanted out of him for his services.  Upon learning
that the Lt. had acquired a desire for young Tom Wilkes and was not wanting
to bust him, Saxman told him he wanted to believe him but he was
sceptical. Noting that Olson had no proof against him and Wilkes would not
testify, Saxman asked him how he could be sure of Olson's sincerety.

     Lt. Olson smiled. "Why don't you call Wilkes in here and I'll set him
straight on how things really are.  I know how you're using him.  I just
want access to him too.  By the time I'm done with him, you'll know you can
trust me completely and tom Wilkes will know that he has no options but to
continue being what you've made him."

     John was curious as to how Olson was going to handle his boy. Smiling,
he pushed the intercom button for the conference room.  "Wilkes, report to
my office immediately."

     "If what you say is true, Lt. Olson, I may have a very rewarding
propisition for you.  Either way, I will know shortly."  Saxman said
leaning back in his chair.

     A soft knock on the door announced the arrival of Wilkes. As he
entered, Saxman could see tom had been crying and was very nervous as he
approached Saxman's desk.

     "come here Wilkes," Olson commanded from the chair he was sitting
in. Get those clothes off right now. I want to see you naked. Quickly, Tom
removed his clothes after looking at Mr. Saxman who said nothing but was
watching Lt. Olson. Motioning for Tom to kneel in front of him on the
floor, Olson started talking to Tom as he ran his fingers through the boy's
hair.

     "As I told you earlier Wilkes, I don't have any eveidence to conncect
you to the theft of funds which occured here, however the circumstantial
evidence that we have would be enough to put you in prison for 5 to 7 years
and I would be able to remove a crime from our unsolved list. I think that
some time in prison might be good for you even though your life would be
ruined and as a convicted felon, you would never again have the type of job
you have here."

     "Your kind employer here has told me he still wants to believe you and
since this all happened, you've suffered some sort of a breakdown, possibly
from remorse over what you did and as the only way you know how, you've
become submissive, almost slave like in your desire to please Mr. Saxman
and possibly punish yourself for what you did. I believe that kind of
attitude can be very therapeutic for you. I am not as mean as you think I
am Tom, so to show you I'm willing to go along with Mr. Saxman, I want you
to unzip my pants and take my cock out and show me how sorry you are that
that you caused this to happen."  I want to personally see how remorseful
and willing to please you've become.

     Tom was in shock first looking at the Lt. and then at Mr. Saxman who
told him he should do as he was told. Tom's eyes teared up as the utter
humiliation of how he was being treated by the two men. He was so afraid of
Lt. Olson and the thought of going to prison. He wanted this nightmare to
be over.  As he let Olson pull his head down to the hard cock that seemed
to stare up at him, he parted his lips and closed his eyes. The huge organ
pushed against the roof of his mouth as it moved around as if to acquaint
itself with its new surroundings.

     Tom's tongue began it's work simply out of habit, The Lt. continued
talking to him as he petted Tom's head. "Your Employer was right about your
change of attitude Tom and as long as he's satisfied with your progress of
making up for possibly embezzelment, I won't try to put you in prison. Let
me feel those lips on my cockhead boy. Yes, oh yes, that's so good. You'
shouldn't cry Tom, It's not like you're a man who's sucking cock. You're
just a kid who's lucky you have a boss that recognized you as a natural
cocksucker. Shit boy, you've been walking around for the last 10 years with
cocksucker written all over you. You were probably the last person to know
it."

     John Saxman watched the Lt. humiliate Tom and strengthen his own hold
over the boy. Any thought that Tom could have of getting away from his
servitude had been effectively dashed by Olson.  Tom would continue to be
an obedient little money maker for John. Having Olson and his expertise,
along with his authority as a police officer as a minor partner in his
enterprise would be very helpful. Seeing that Olson also enjoyed having a
young good looking boy like Tom available as a cocksucker proved that Olson
could be trusted.

     Lt. Olson was getting close to shooting into Tom's mouth. The joy he
was feeling at being able to subjugate this young boy into sucking on his
cock by first raping his mind was sending him over the edge. Mindful that
Saxman was watching him as he reached climax, Olson just closed his eyes
and let that great feeling wash over him.  His cock pumped several squirts
of cum into Tom's mouth before growing soft and sensitive. He pulled Tom's
head off his cock, telling him to carefully lick it clean.

     As his cock was being cleaned, John leaned back in his chair and
looked at Saxman. "If this young man ever gives you any trouble Saxman, You
just have to give me a call and I'll take him downtown and book him into
the country jail. Truth be told, I did enjoy his cocksucking talent and
would love to use him again if you don't mind. He's a pretty little
pussyboy I could get use to." Olson said with a laugh.

     Saxman stood up and came around the desk. Sticking out his hand to
Olson, the two shook hands. "Welcome aboard Lt. I have some ideas about how
we could help each other" Saxman said. "Now, if you don't mind, Tom's
performance has aroused me and I do believe I need him now."

     Pulling Tom by his hair, still on his knees, He dragged him around his
desk and pulling his pants down he sat down pulling Tom into his crotch. At
the two men talked about Tom's ability as a cocksucker, Tom burned with
embarrassment at being discussed like he was not even there and did not
matter. He was sucking Saxman's cock like a common whore and treated like
he was a piece of furniture. They were referring to him as being child like
in his submissiveness and laughing at his lacking a pair of balls. He
wanted to stop sucking and stand up and tell them he does have balls and
tell them he was leaving, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. As he
continued sucking, he realized his own cock was hard and his hand was
carefully playing with it. He thought to himself that they were right after
all in treating him this way. He was afraid of them and by degrading
himself this way for them, he was going to stay out of jail and his family
and friends wouldn't know about him being charged with stealing.

     Buck stepped out of the shower and stood there as Jack began drying
him off with a fluffy white towel. He spread his legs so the boy could dry
his balls and asshole. He then sat down on the stool and told Jack he
needed to piss.  Jack knew his place and his responsibility so he fell to
his knees in front of Buck and took the man's cock in his mouth.  The urine
came quickly and Jack swallowed as fast as he could.  He was aware that
some piss was leaking out of his mouth so he held his hands under his chin
to catch it. Buck soon finished and wiped his cock on Jack's face, got up
and went into his bedroom.. Jack washed his hands and face in the sink and
went into the bedroom.

     Saxman had told Buck about Jack and that he should be demeaned as a
sissy perverted cock- sucker which would help him adapt to his new
life. Buck also was enjoying bending the young man's thinking process into
sexual deviancy.

     "Come here boy and look at some things I have bought for you to wear."
Buck said. Jack saw several women's articles of underwear and for reasons
he didn't understand, he found himself getting excited. Buck began dressing
his cocksucker into thigh high nylons, garder belt and crotchless
panties. "Now you look more like a faggot should look Jack, Give my cock a
little lovin boy."

     Jack blanched at being called a faggot.  He was embarrassed to be
wearing these nylons and seeing Buck laughing at him.  He wished he was
with Mr. Saxman. He was going to take care of him and was nice to him.  His
thoughts soon were diverted to the wonderful soft feeling cock that was
caressing his tongue as it jumped around in his mouth.  He heard himself
moan as he tenderly began sucking on it.

     "How could you ever think of yourself as a man boy? Look at you,
wearing nylons like a girl and sucking a man's cock while he laughs at you.
You are lower than an animal boy. You let me piss in your mouth and you
were afraid to say no.  You knew if you'd said no that I would have put you
over my knees and spanked your ass like a little girl. I have to tell you
boy, you are one fine cocksucking faggot and I love you for it." Buck said

     Buck heard Jack moan and saw that the boy had a hard on that he was
playing with as he sucked on that wonderful cock in his mouth.  "Take your
hand off your cock boy." Buck said softly to Jack. "You aren't permitted to
play with it unless you've been told it's ok. Once a boy like you has
fallen so deep in love with his own cock, it's just a matter of time before
he starts looking at other cocks. Thats why most men never want to look at
another man's junk. They know that as much as they love their own cocks,
they could fall prey to the same feelings that captured you.  So they just
divert their eyes when they are in the showers with other guys. But they do
keep an eye out for potential cocksuckers who have fallen in love with all
cocks. When they see you faggots looking around at all the cocks in the
showers, they know they have identified someone who they can use as a
convient cocksucker. Once you had Saxmans cock in your mouth you knew it
was the most wonderful feeling you ever had. Being a cocksucker has even
helped you stop stuttering. If you ever stop sucking cocks your stuttering
will come back twice as bad as it was before.  Think how nervous and
depressed you got before you became a cocksucker and how when you have a
cock stuffed in your mouth how calm and happy you are. Nod your head if you
understand what I'm telling you boy." Buck said as he petted Jack on the
head.

     Jack had been listening as he slowly nursed on Buck's cock. His tongue
would stop at times while listening intently. He nodded his head as he was
told. Saxman had told him that once a man has had a cock slide over his
tongue, He would always remember and crave that feeling all his life.
Saxman had told him it was a scientific fact and Jack knew that it must be
true because he had heard it before and knew Mr. Saxman would not lie to
him. He understood the power of the penis in your mouth and how he knew he
would never want to be without cocks.

To be continued

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