Chapter 6: Total Surrender

“You won’t be needing those,” Alex said, gesturing to Nate’s bags. “Put them on the balcony. You won’t be wearing clothes in the apartment.”

Nate hesitated for a moment, then complied, placing his bags on the balcony before stripping down, his cock already hard and aching. He stood before Alex, naked and vulnerable, awaiting his commands.

The rules came swiftly and firmly. Nate was not allowed to sit on the furniture, not allowed to eat at the table. He was to serve Alex, to cater to his every need and desire. Nate accepted each rule with a nod, his voice steady and sure as he said, “Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”

Courtnie, meanwhile, was devastated. She couldn’t understand why Nate had left, why he was doing this to their family. She reached out to him, her calls and messages filled with confusion and pain. Nate tried to explain, to make her understand, but he knew he couldn’t tell her the truth.

Alex grew tired of hearing Nate on the phone, tired of Courtnie’s constant attempts to reconcile. He snatched the phone from Nate’s hand, his eyes cold and hard.

“If you continue to be distracted by anyone but me, I will share those pictures and videos with Courtnie. I won’t have you divided, Nate. You are mine, completely and utterly.”

Nate paled, the threat hitting him like a physical blow. He knew Alex was serious, knew that he would follow through on his threat. He nodded, his voice shaking. “Yes, sir. I understand.”

That night, as Nate prepared to sleep on the floor, Alex stopped him. “You won’t be sleeping there,” he said, a cruel smirk on his lips. He gestured to the used dog kennel he had acquired from Facebook Marketplace. “This is your bed now.”

Nate looked at the kennel, a wave of humiliation washing over him. But he didn’t protest. He crawled inside, his body curled up tightly to fit. As he lay there, his cock hard and aching, he whispered his thanks to Alex, his gratitude genuine and heartfelt.

He had stopped praying to the God of his childhood, his faith replaced by his devotion to Alex. Each morning and night, he would kneel before Alex, his head bowed, his voice steady and sure as he offered his prayers to his Dominant.

But what Nate didn’t know was that Alex was growing tired of him. His constant gratitude, his eagerness to please, it was all becoming too much. Alex needed more, needed something new and exciting to keep him stimulated. He looked down at Nate, curled up in the kennel, and sighed, his mind already wandering, already seeking out his next conquest.

Nate, blissfully unaware of Alex’s waning interest, drifted off to sleep, his heart full of devotion and thanks, his body ready and willing to serve. But for how long? And at what cost?