To Submit or Flee

[JC3275]

I hope this epilogue doesn't harm the original two chapters.  I've been pondering this wrap up for a while.  Six years is a lot of pondering. LOL.  I just felt some glimpse into the future was needed.  I hope you don't hate it.

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Epilogue:

The boy wakes up in his room, as the time delay lock on his door hums it’s opening tune.

It has been 6 years since he signed away his identity. He has served his Master as best he could.

He takes a moment to look at himself in the mirror. His body has fully belonged to the Master. He has taken no medication since the fuck flu hit him three weeks after submission. His gaunt frame would make his average cock look huge, had it not been for the cage.

The boy ponders his time served. His Master has only allowed him to cum when he chose to see it, rarely more than once a week, sometimes not for longer intervals.

The boy looks at the clock, and heads to the kitchen to prepare his Masters breakfast. Once this is is done, he carries the tray skillfully into his Master’s chambers.

Something is not right.

The Master has not awakened yet. The boy thought this highly unusual.

“Master?” the boy says timidly, knowing punishment will come for speaking first.

No response.

Putting down the tray and approaching the bed, his eyes scan for any movement.

Cautiously, he pulls back the covers. His Master lays motionless, seemingly undisturbed.

In a nervous tone, the boy calls out again, “M..m..master?”

Reaching out, the boy dares to touch his owner, recoiling almost immediately at the coolness he finds.

The Master has passed away in his sleep. No more will he use his property.

Looking around the boy finds the cabinet his Master had told him he was only allowed to open when the Master was deceased. Inside, he finds some files, with a note on top.

***

Boy,

If you are reading this, it must mean that I am no longer in this life. You have served me well over the past years. You have been named as my sole heir. It is up to you now to step up and continue the legacy that started with my own Master 10 years before me. I was once in your position. My Master passed his seed to me, and I have passed it to you. Now it is your turn to do the same.

***

The boy, already in tears, fully breaks down. His heart is broken at the loss of his Master, that he has come to love.

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Arrangements are made, the estate is settled.

Upon returning home from the private service, the once boy surveys his once prison, now as the lord of the manor.

Turning on the computer, he logs into a familiar profile on the site where he found his Master.

There, he sees a 35 yr old showing nearby. It seems the guy has checked his profile out a few times, but has not made contact.

A smirk plays on his face as he clicks to message the new boy, and begins the dialogue, fondly remembering his own course years ago.

MasterDaddy4u: "Hey boy. Just lurking or willing to go through with it?"

Me: "Hey, um, well i dont know about really doing it!"

MasterDaddy4u: "Very dom 48 yr old Master, if you come over, you belong to me. And when you speak to me, you should say Sir or Daddy, boy!"

The circle of life must continue. The chain will add a new link.

 

[cman54]

Sounds more like a new beginning of or him.