Chapter 9: Neglect and Humiliation

Alex started seeing the girl from the networking event more frequently, but she wasn’t the only one. He brought others home, a steady stream of one-night stands and casual flings, each one unaware of the others, each one unaware of the man locked away in the closet.

Nate listened as Alex’s life went on without him, his heart aching with loneliness and neglect. He went hours, sometimes days, without food or water, his body growing weak and gaunt. But still, his loyalty to Alex didn’t waver. He craved his attention, his approval, even if it meant suffering.

One night, as Alex entertained one of his many conquests, Nate sneezed, the sound echoing from the closet. The girl paused, her brow furrowing as she looked towards the sound.

“What was that?” she asked, her voice curious and slightly concerned.

Alex’s eyes narrowed, his jaw clenching in annoyance. The next day, he bought a muzzle, fitting it onto Nate’s face with a cold smirk. “This should keep you quiet,” he said, his voice harsh and unyielding.

Days turned into weeks, and Nate’s world grew smaller and smaller, his life reduced to the confines of his kennel, his existence dependent on Alex’s whims. But still, he loved Alex, craved him, needed him.

One night, Alex brought a girl home, her eyes wide with shock and intrigue as Alex led her to the closet, Nate’s kennel on full display.

“What is this?” she asked, her voice a mix of horror and fascination.

Alex smirked, his eyes gleaming with pride and cruelty. “This is my pet, my property. He does whatever I tell him to.”

The girl’s eyes widened, her mouth falling open in astonishment. “Anything?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Alex nodded, a cruel smirk on his lips. He removed Nate’s muzzle, his voice a low growl in Nate’s ear. “Not a word, pet. Not unless you want to lose more than just your voice.”

Nate shivered, the threat clear in Alex’s voice. He looked up at his master, his eyes filled with devotion and fear.

Alex smirked, his eyes never leaving Nate’s as he unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock. He threaded it through the metal wires of the kennel, his voice cold and commanding. “Wrap your mouth around it, pet. Show our guest what a good little cocksucker you are.”

Nate complied, his mouth wrapping around Alex’s cock just as Alex began to urinate, the stream hot and acrid as it hit the back of Nate’s throat. He drank it down, his eyes never leaving Alex’s, his devotion and submission on full display.

The girl watched, her hand covering her mouth, her eyes wide with shock and glee. She giggled, the sound echoing through the room, a stark contrast to the harsh, humiliating reality of Nate’s life.

As Alex zipped up his pants, a smirk on his lips, Nate looked up at him, his eyes filled with love and devotion. He had done it. He had pleased Alex, had made him proud. And in that moment, that was all that mattered.