Being a full-time slave to Master Mike is tough, but mutt is willing to prove he’s man enough for the job.
Todd is convinced he has what it takes to be a very good slave. That he has all the qualities Master Mike demands; courage, stamina and love. He just needs to secure a coveted place as one of the full-time slaves in Master Mike’s dungeon and life will be complete.
However, Master Mike has reservations. Can Todd last the course? He devises a strict regime of training that requires an almost superhuman amount of discipline and obedience. Will Todd make the grade or will his services be terminated.
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The time for the auction arrived and a few not-very-bright spotlights illuminated the stage. The two muscle bears that I spoke to walked to the microphone, introduced themselves and the reason for the auction. All proceeds from tonight’s sales would benefit a local AIDS pantry that helped provide meals to persons with HIV and AIDS. A thunderous applause followed and joining in, I felt my chest swell with pride to be part of such a noble cause.
The slave auction began, so I moved closer to the stage to line up with the other guys waiting to be sold, right behind my new ‘friend’ Carlos. boi carlos rather.
The first slave stepped into the center of the stage, bowed his head and clasped his hands behind his back. His body was hairless except for his eyebrows and he wore only tiny posing briefs. The bidding was lively but he never looked up to see who was offering money for him. The final price was over one hundred dollars. I was stunned.
One by one, slaves walked onto the stage and posed while the beefy studs in the audience called out their bids. The reality of it filled me with anticipation and desire. One of those gorgeous men would actually pay a lot of money for me! Hopefully. Maybe? Why not?
I watched the slaves as they stood still while being bid for, hands behind backs and heads bowed. I couldn’t imagine standing on stage in less clothing than I slept in. Not that I was ashamed of my body. I worked out and thought my build was as good if not better than most of the guys up there. But the less the slave wore, the higher the bidding went.
The line got shorter as the auction progressed. I wasn’t sure how much alcohol played a role in the bidding, but it seemed that with each new slave on the auction block, they went for more money. One slave walked into the spotlight holding what looked like a flogger. My extremely limited knowledge of this concept told me that wasn’t right.
“I didn’t think slaves were supposed to have floggers or whips, are they?” I asked Carlos.
Again, he gave me that patronizing smile. “That’s not a flogger. It’s a horsetail butt plug. He’s a pony boy.”
I had no idea what that meant but the guys in the audience did. The bidding escalated to such a colossal number of dollars that only two masters were left battling it out. One was Master Mike.
I was amazed but I didn’t know what sort of slave he would be looking for. He won the bidding and the bar erupted in noisy applause. The next slave that walked onto the stage was one of the guys I saw with Master Mike earlier. I noticed that he wore leather mittens on his hands. As soon as he reached the spotlight, he dropped down on all fours. Carlos glanced over his shoulder at me and apparently recognized the confused expression on my face.
“He’s a pup slave,” he responded to my unasked question. “Those mittens are supposed to turn his hands into paws. Some of the masters like slaves to act like dogs. A lot of guys are into role-playing.” He seemed to realize that I was immersed in a situation without a clue. So now that we established he was more informed than I was, the patronizing grin turned into a slightly more understanding smile. The pup slave went for more money than the pony boy.
Alex Morgan was born and raised in western Oklahoma where he attended college and majored in chemistry and mathematics. Later, he moved to the Dallas area where he obtained his master’s degree and then a doctorate in analytical chemistry. He now lives in Baltimore.
He is an avid reader, particularly mysteries, since being introduced to the Hardy Boys in grade school. After reading his first Agatha Christie novel, Murder on the Orient Express, in junior high, mysteries have been one of his biggest enjoyments. He has always enjoyed reading comic books and loves the super-hero genre just as much.
Combining these two concepts, he has written two mystery novels prior to “Breathless”, in which he introduced gay, paranormal sleuth Corey Shaw. He is also the author of several gay erotica short stories published by loveyoudivine Alterotica.
Look for him at www.pennedbyalexmorgan.com