Date: Tue, 26 Jul 2016 01:29:37 +0800
From: Trevor Steele <trevorsteelexxx@gmail.com>
Subject: Twisted Revenge Part 1

Twisted Revenge
By Trevor

Disclaimer:
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are over 18 years of
age. There are depictions of sexual acts and homoerotic themes. Please do
not read any further if you are not legally eligible or would be offended by
the material.

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post releases there if I have the time to do so.

Chapter 1: Backstabbed

The next few days flew past quick. At the show room and office, Jack hardly
acknowledges my presence and continues his daily life as if I did not
existed. Jack suddenly confronted me today.

"You are now fired." He calmly said to me.

"How is that possible? I am the owner of this place"

"Nick Autosports now belongs to me"

He passed me a stack of papers which indicate the successful transfer of
ownership from me, Nick Dmitry to Jack Pierce. I was shocked and mad at the
same time. Jack apparently had used various techniques to gain control over
the company without me noticing. How could I be so dumb. I wanted to throw
a fist at him but decided not to as it was not worth it. I walked away with
anger in my footsteps.

As I was leaving, Jack shouted to me "Faggots don't deserve anything, I
have told your friends and family about it and they did not like what I
told them"

That made me hate him to the core, not only did he steal my company, he
exposed my biggest secret to my overly conservative family. I could never
forgive him. I decided to go to the gym to vent out my frustration.

While at the gym working out, I had a great idea for a little "surprise"
for Jack. I quickly got home and started planning my revenge.

The next day, I went back to the office. As I entered the office, I felt a
piercing glance at me. Jack was about to scream at me. I slowly walked
towards him and told him that I just needed to bring back some of my
stuff. I probed his forehead slightly when I got close to him, snapped my
fingers and sayed "sleep".

Jack immeadiately lost control of his body. I caught him and managed to
make him balance on his own.

"Relaxing deeper, deeper, deeper, the deeper you go, the more relax you
are, the more relax you are the deeper you go. Just let it go, all anxiety
flowing away, just drifting comfortably like you are a cloud. Deeper,
deeper, deeper, now thats it, feeling so relaxed. The moment I ask you to
open your eyes, you must remember everytime I say the word sleep close your
eyes and go to a state as deep as this, as relaxed as this. Eyes open, now
sleep."

The hypnotic induction I performed on Jack was successful. He is now under
my control. I brought Jack the sleeping beauty to my rigged up van. I had
the van installed with metal cuffs on the side by my trusty mechanic and
friend, Russ. He damn well knew what I was going to do with it.

I pulled off Jack's shirt and cut offs while as well as securing him to the
metal cuffs. "Wake up Jack" I commanded. His eyes shot wide opened. I
wanted him to be fully awake for his transformation.

"...Let me go you fucking piece of shit."

I immediately backhand slapped him. "That is not the attitude I expect from
you. From now on, you will call me Master Nick."

"enngghhh... What is this faggot shit?" Jack strained against the cuffs.

"Well Jacky boy, what about letting me show you what real faggots like you
do."

I pushed his head towards my crotch. I said "enjoying what you see?"

"Fuck no! I am not a fucking faggot like you!"

Jack tried to back away but I pushed his head further towards my
crotch. His resistance fell. I sensed that he is now some what starting to
accept his place in society for such people like him.

"Open up boy, this is the only drink you will get until we get to my place"

Unzipping my jeans, I pulled out my cock and stuffed it down his mouth and
started releasing. Jack started gagging on my piss while trying to hold
back any tears forming in his eyes.

"Look at the mess you created. Lick up all the piss you wasted"

Hesitant at first, I pushed Jack's head towards the floor. He started
licking up the piss on the floor while wincing at the acrid taste. The
sight of the submissive jock in my control made me extremely hard. I pushed
him away and hopped onto the driver's seat. I started the engine and
started driving to my secluded mansion about 3 hours away from the city. I
am going to start his training over there. The mansion had been there for a
couple of years now and finally I could use it for what its worth. I pissed
in a bottle to avoid truck stops and as well as save some for my new little
plaything.

We reached the mansion after extended periods of driving. I looked behind
and saw something funny. Jack had apparently wet himself and was now trying
to hide the evidence by licking it up all the urine on the ground.

Hand holding a collar, I walked towards Jack and leashed him with the
collar. He is not going to escape me anytime soon. I pulled Jack off the
van and towards the mansion, The mansion was huge but nothing too fancy.

I sat Jack down on the floor of the living room and said "Let me set the
house rules straight. You are not allowed on any piece of furniture. You
will fully obey my commands and will never show any signs of disobidience."

"You will never get away with this faggot" snarled Jack.

I pulled out a whip from a drawer nearby and started whipping his ass. Jack
tried to hold back any signs of weakness but to no avail. He started
whimpering out loud as I skillfully whipped him harder.

"You better know your place here bitch."

Jack was reduced to a heap of muscle after the whipping. I carried Jack to
my play room. Securing Jack was a bit harder now as he was kicking and
flailing his arms. I swiftly overpowered him and restrained his both arms
and ankle to a table.

"After this training, I bet you will be begging for more of this cock in
your ass like a good faggot." I needed to teach and show him the difference
between real men and faggots, not all gay men are subservient faggots.

"Suck my dick now" I said.

Jack willingly opened his mouth yet I still sensed anger and fear tinted in
his eyes. I started pushing in and out of his mouth. The way he sucked my
dick indicated that this was not his first ever experience with another
guy. Infact he seemed to be very experienced in servicing my large
member. He is a cock hound by the way he slurps and swallows my cock head
eagerly, trying to get a load.

"Thats right boy, suck my dick" I moaned as I thought about how many other
guys might have used his mouth as well.

Without warning, I started shooting loads of cum down Jack's throat. Even
though I did not last long, I now know that it would be extremely easy to
mould Jack. Jack's homophobia was totally understood by me now. I always
knew that his homophobic views were trying to overcompensate over something
else I did not know until now. He was secretly a faggot.

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Thank you for reading my story! I hope that you have enjoyed it as this is
only my first story. Please send me emails about what you think should
happend next. I have planned the next few parts already so do not expect to
see them immediately.