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Chapter 12 - At Clyde's Place Jerome had picked him up outside the porn store. Jordyn had followed instructions and was wearing his best 'discreet femboy' look. All hidden by his hoodie and his jeans. They were girl's jeans but no-one ever seemed to notice. Not that people got much of a chance. He hadn't been to college in almost three weeks. He had told his parents that he was on a dissertation study break and they had believed him. It had given him the time and space to fulfil his training, his exercises and his real study plan. The twenty rules of being Master Jerome's property, becoming the perfect fuck-toy. His only studies that really mattered. He knew the rules by heart now, could recite them from memory at will. His college had a huge wall-painting of the Ten Commandments. Well, now Jordyn had the Twenty Commandments. At the end of the day he knew which took priority for him. Honoring his Father and Mother just wasn't in the same league as his need to serve his Owner. Which was why he was here. Jerome had called him in and Jordyn knew better than to have a problem with that. Serving Jerome had to take priority over everything. Besides, he never knew whether this time would be THE time. They arrived in a run-down part of the city. He had seen worse when they went to see Wolf but it was still something of a culture shock for him. He saw a little row of store-fronts. Most appeared either derelict or seriously neglected. Jordyn followed Jerome to the one on the left. It looked like the windows hadn't been cleaned for a long time and the photographs displayed there were old and faded. Hardly visible through the grime. Jerome gave two sharp raps on the door and they heard a bolt being slid. They had clearly been expected. Jordyn felt a guiding hand on the small of his back as his Owner ushered him inside. "Damn - You brought me this one! I been following his progress." The man paused only to reapply the bolt on his door. He looked about as grubby and rundown as his store. Long lank grey hair almost merged with his short straggling beard, its only colour a nicotine stain. He was tall but very thin and his pale face had an unhealthy sheen to it. His T-shirt and jeans looked just as old and faded as the man himself. All except his brown eyes. There was life and desire in those eyes as they inspected Jordyn. These men liked to inspect him closely and he knew why. They weren't interested in who he was or why he was here. They were only interested in him for one thing - something he found frightening but also very exciting. It also made Jordyn feel hot to know the man found him attractive. "Yeah," said Jerome, "this little boifag is Jordyn. You know what we got planned for him." The store-owner smiled, revealing uneven stained teeth punctuated by a couple of gold caps. "Hi Jordyn. I'm Clyde and I'm looking forward to knowing you a lot better." The pink tip of his tongue ran over his lips as if he was a snake savouring the smell of his next meal. "The back room is OK for us to use?" Jerome's questions generally came out more as statements. There was no doubt he was the alpha dog here. "This boi is a blank slate when it comes to payment." "That right young Jordyn - no tattoos, no piercings, nothing." There was a fresh hunger in the tall man's words and eyes. Now Jordyn could make sense of those faded pictures. They had been ink-work, tattoos of rather basic and crude flowers, hearts, firearms and the like. Evidence of this man's trade and also of the fact that he was at best mediocre at it. Jordyn looked around himself again. The store was pretty basic and you couldn't actually see dirt but would he want to trust the standards of sterility and hygiene here? There was also the man himself. He looked about sixty but who knew - a forty year old could look that way. Especially if he didn't look after himself, if he used needles in more than just a professional sense. The thin pale arms didn't seem to show any marks but did Jordyn really know what he would be looking for anyway? "Business first," said Jerome, "while we're busy work out some ideas for this little faggot here." "Sure," Clyde's mind already seemed to be elsewhere, making plans. "See you later Jordyn honey." His owner's strong possessive arm guided Jordyn through the store and a back washroom and storage area. There, on the far wall, there was a heavy curtain. Jerome pulled it aside to reveal a door that he then unlocked. It opened to reveal darkness, a darkness that became complete when Jerome and Jordyn entered so the door could close smoothly behind them. A click and lights came on. Revealing a room of dark red and black. Unfurnished save for two chairs and a table. There was a camera in the corner of the wall and another set up facing one chair. Jerome signalled for Jordyn to take a seat there. "You remember what I said on the way over. This is your chance to make your case to the men I will send this recording to. They require proof that you are the real deal, that you are worth them travelling distances and making certain other sacrifices for. A pretty face and a cute booty will only get you so far. If you just wanted cock and cum you could have had that long ago. To get what you want - and deserve - you need to sell yourself. These are men of certain tastes. Being suitably submissive will earn you their interest - will get you some of what you want. You can go beyond that, draw a crowd and earn something really special, if you put on a good show. Just be sure your eyes ain't bigger than your hole. Once this thing starts it won't stop until these men are good and ready for it to stop. You got that?" "Yes sir." "Then we'll start. Your introduction clip will be first and then straight into the interview." Jordyn remembered all that his Owner had told him on the way over. What the men who would watch this enjoyed, how they felt about the young men delivered up to them. How 'attitude' could make a big difference in how that young man would be treated. Jordyn watched his Owner carefully and waited for the agreed signal that they would start recording. It came and Jordyn knew what he had to do. ***

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What am amazing and arousing story.

These last couple of entries are so hot. I feel like Jordyn is in my head.

It sounds like the talented good boy did a great job for his daddy. That man was very lucky that he found someone that was able to take care of his needs and load. You are indeed a good boy.