Date: Fri, 5 Aug 2016 23:27:01 -0400
From: firstbornsonaz@gmail.com
Subject: My Neighbor, My Slave Chapter 1

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My Neighbor, My Slave Chapter 1

Ben had just moved into the apartment down the hall from ours and my
parents had introduced themselves to him as he and his friends moved his
stuff in.  I found out through my parents that he was living there alone,
had a girlfriend and was a junior at the local college.  He didn't know it
yet, but he was going to be obeying my every command and calling me Master.

As I lay in bed that first night Ben was my neighbor, I worked out in my
mind the best way of going about turning him into my slave.  I quickly
dismissed any type of challenge to a game or any type of sport.  Just too
many ways for him to win and get out of it, plus it just seemed cliché.
Then my brain clicked on an idea that I didn't think could fail, an idea
that would enslave him.

Over the next couple of weeks I introduced myself and started hanging out
with him at his apartment.  Well, hung out with as much as any 15 year
could hang out with a college junior.  When he wasn't studying, spending
time with his friends or his girlfriend, I would be at his apartment
watching Netflix and playing video games with him.  I guess he felt a bit
sorry for me since my parents worked second shift at their respective jobs.

After about a month of this, I figured the timing was right and decided to
put my plan into motion.

"Ben", I started, "would you be able to me a favor?"

He ruffled my hair as he answered, "What do you need, Squirt?"

I hated him calling me "Squirt", but stammered, "Well, see, there is this
girl I like in school and we have been talking for awhile and well ..."

Ben lit up a bit at the mention that I was interested in a girl and was all
grins.

"Would it be possible for you to take some photos of me that I could share
with her," I asked all innocent like.

"I don't know, Squirt," he answered.  "Are you sure you want to do that,
especially if you don't know if the girl likes you?"

"I think it is worth a shot, but I understand if you don't want to take
them.  I am sure it would be weird for you."

"Just a little, but if you want to take the chance, I guess I could take
the photos for you", he said.

"Do you mind if we use your phone to take the photos?  Mine doesn't have a
very good camera and then you could send them to me?"

"Sure, I can do that for you Squirt."

I stood up and started doing a few basic poses as Ben took photos of me.  I
wasn't dressed fancy, just my school t-shirt, a pair of khaki shorts, black
socks and sneakers.  Ben seemed to be having fun as my photographer and
started to suggest poses.  Then I removed my t-shirt.

Ben didn't seem phased by me removing my t-shirt, so I just kept posing as
he suggested.  After a few more photos of me shirtless I decided to take it
to the next level and removed my shorts, so as I was only in my boxers, my
socks and shoes.

"Squirt," he begun, "Are you sure you want to send her photos of you in
your underwear?"

"Yeah, I just want to some options as time goes by."

"If that's what you want," and Ben started to take more photos of me in
different poses.

"Ben?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think you could take a photo of me naked?"

"What?  Why would you want to do that?"

"Because I really like her and I want her to know just how much, as a last
resort."

"I dunno, Squirt," he answered.  "I am not sure how comfortable I am with
doing that."

"Please, Ben," I fake pleaded, "It would mean a lot to me if you would."

Ben looked troubled at my request but finally said, "Okay, I will take a
picture of you naked, but it has to be tasteful with you covering up your
junk."

"Thank you," I said as I took off my shoes and socks and removed my boxers.
I just stood there with my hands over my "junk" as Ben tried to figure out
the best pose.  He finally positioned me in a way that was artsy and
tasteful and took the photo.

"I think you are going to really like these and I am sure the girl will
too," he said as he started sending me the photos.

I heard each ding on my phone as the photos were received, but was patient
as I got dressed.  Ben still had no clue about what was about to happen and
I was laughing inside.

We both sat down on the sofa and I started scrolling through the pictures
Ben had taken and sent me.

"These are really good, Ben."

"Thanks, Squirt.  I tried my best."

"I think my mom would love to see these," I said innocently.

"What," been stammered.

"Yeah.  I think she would love the photos you took of me.  They are that
good."

"No, no!  You can't show them to your mom!"

"Why?  What would be the harm?"

"Your mom would think I am a pervert of some sort."

"No she won't.  Here, let me send her this one real quick." I had a picture
of me in my underwear, staring out the window up on my phone.

"God, no!  Please, don't send her that photo," Ben begged.  "I could get
into some real trouble."

"Really?  I don't see how that photo could get you into trouble."

"I beg of you, don't send her that photo.  I will do anything for you not
to send her that photo."

Ben had just said the magic words.  The words I knew he would say when I
first hatched my plan.

"Anything?  You really don't want me to send this photo?"

"Yes, yes.  Just please put away your phone and I will do anything you
want.  Do you want me to get you alcohol?  Cigarettes?  Just name it and I
will do it for you."

I put my phone into my pocket and Ben let out visible breath of air.

I turned to him on the sofa and very calmly said, "I want you to suck my
dick."

Ben looked dumbfounded, "What?"

"You said you would do anything and I want you to suck my dick."

Ben got up from the sofa and started pacing.  I quietly pulled out my
phone, punched in my code and brought up the nude photo he had taken.

"I can't suck your dick.  That would be even worse than the photos!"

"Fine, if you don't want to suck my dick, then I guess my mom would really
love to see this photo."

I showed him the nude photo he had taken of me.  All of the blood ran out
of Ben's face and the look of terror on his face was priceless as I showed
it to him.

"Alright.  I suck your dick and you delete the photos," he pleaded.

"No," I replied calmly.

"What do you mean `no'?"

"You did say you would do anything for me not to SEND the photos.  There
was nothing about deleting them.  So, you can either get on your knees,
suck my dick and anything else I desire or I can start sending these photos
out to my mom and dad.  They will think you a pervert and probably have you
arrested.  The choice is yours and you don't have much time to make it."

Reality dawned on Ben and I could tell he didn't like the choices he had.
Then again, I didn't care.  He was either going to be my slave or be
someone's bitch in jail.

"So, if I suck your dick, you won't send the photos," Ben asked meekly.

"Yes.  If you suck my dick and anything else I want, the photos won't be
sent."

Ben sighed, walked over between my legs and kneeled down.  I could tell
this was really disturbing to him, but again, I really didn't care.  He was
going to serve me and that is all that mattered.

I kept my phone in my hand, "Undo my shorts and pull them down."

Ben did as he was instructed and looked terrified when he saw my hardon in
my boxers.

"Go ahead and pull down my boxers as well."

Again, he did as instructed, getting even more nervous.

"Now, without using your hands, go ahead and suck my dick."

He hesitated a bit at this instruction.

"Do I really need to start sending these photos?"

"No."

"Then get to doing what I want.  Suck my dick."

Ben finally put his mouth over my hard dick.  It felt so good and so right,
having this college boy service me, a lowly 15 year old.  He slowly sucked
the head of my dick looking like he wanted to be doing anything else.

"Go ahead and take it all in your mouth and start using your tongue.  I am
not that big."

He took my entire dick into his mouth, right down to my pubes, and I almost
came right then and there.  Luckily I didn't.  I wanted to enjoy this as
much as possible.

He worked his tongue as he went up and down my dick with his mouth.  The
feeling was so great, I almost didn't want it to end, but I needed to do
one more thing to seal Ben's fate as my slave.  He didn't even notice as I
positioned my phone to take a selfie with him sucking my dick until he
heard the click of the photo being taken and his mouth came off of my dick.

"Why did you do that?"

"Because I needed insurance that you would do everything I desire.  Now,
get back to sucking my dick."

Ben looked like he wanted to cry as he went back to sucking my dick.  This
went on for a few more minutes and then it was time for me to cum.

"Don't stop sucking until I tell you to.  I am about to cum."

He panicked a bit but kept sucking as I shot four times into his mouth.  I
could feel him swallow.  It was incredible.  After a few shudders I was
ready for his mouth to leave my cock.

"You can stop sucking now.  You did a very good job."

He leaned back on his knees with a look of shame on his face.  It was a
wonderful sight.

"You can thank me now," I said.

He was totally lost at this.  I could see the question in his head why he
should thank me for making him suck my dick.

"I said, you can thank me now," I growled.

"Thank you."

"'Thank you' what?"

"Uhm, I don't know.  I really don't know.  Please don't send the photos.
Please."

"You say `Thank you, Master'," I instructed.

He gulped.  "Thank you, Master."

"Now, there are going to be some changes and rules going forward.  Number
one is that you will address me as `Master'.  Get undressed and I will let
you know the rest."

Ben started to take off his shirt, followed by his shoes and socks, then
his shorts and underwear.  He was still on his knees, but only naked and I
was the king of his world.

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To Be Continued ...

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