Luke's Crew (M+/M+)(New Chapter 1/11/26)

[Guardianbound]

What a twist! I wonder where Tommy will end up after this fiasco. And the issue with talent agency seems a little ominous... a rival company willing to "steal" some TV talent perhaps?

[Camguy2050]

@DeeperThanRed well that was not what i was expecting
great read i really do like being a Gimp i am wearing my Gimp suit while reading this

[Volobond]

Oooooof, bad choice, Thief - bolting for with Company over? Not only would Luke be angry, he's be hard-pressed to show any mercy in front of the Company representatives who could turn on him instead. Wrong place, wrong time, and now who knows what could happen to him?

Always a delight to see Maxim, and the teasing friendship between him and Luke!

I like to imagine that Luke keeps his husband either freed or fully locked away out of sight during these visits so nobody gets any ideas

[bond_G]

Man, I thought we're going to see Tommy as a new recruit to the crew but he messed up really bad this time. I still hope we could see him in the future again even though he just a gimp now. Great chapter as always!

[blackbound]

Tommy Tommy Tommy, you really are an idiot after all.

But is that really it for him? Somehow I doubt it...

[Red86]

Okay, I know I've been away from the site for months but damn, I wasn't expecting this turn of events as I caught up.

Tommy, is a freaking fool. And of all times for him to fuck up, when the company reps were around. I know I said I would love to see him stage a coup with Haze and turn on Luke for a bit of fun, figuring he'd get punished sternly for it but this was a turn I wasn't expecting. Especially since he'd he seemed to really be fitting in with the crew and Luke.

But I'm gonna go out on limb here and say, my gut is telling me Tommy's ship with Luke and the crew hasn't fully sailed. On the surface it may look that way but I just can't imagine we got all the way to this point with Tommy, for Luke to permanently cast him out now. Luke seems smart enough to know Tommy was likely to pull a stunt like this, still early on in his training. Could it be this is just a lesson for Tommy or did Luke really give up on him.....

[CaptiveDan]

Dang it Tommy! I'm glad to see he still had that fight in him, but he really should have waited for a better opening. Though who knows, maybe he felt himself starting to lose that fight/old identity and this was his last desperate attempt to save it.

Curious to see what happens next - do we follow Luke as they take someone else, or Tommy as he is broken by a new master

[gag1195]

@DeeperThanRed To clarify, Maxim didn't have a specific job for Luke. He only needed some info about a certain talent agent if Luke had any available. Tommy definitely made a desperate gamble! I love that you are thinking about the Crew's response! Some interesting dynamics to consider...

@Guardianbound We've already seen/met the talent agent Maxim is referring to... As for where Tommy ends up, we'll have to wait and see!

@Camguy2050 Glad you enjoyed it!

@Volobond You're right that Tommy's attempt has put Luke in a tough position. He needs to show strength and confidence to Maxim and Tristan, but you know it's killing him that Tommy was still trying to escape! I am so happy I get to include more Maxim. He is so fun to write! You know Luke is keeping his Husband secure whenever he doesn't need Damian to help host and entertain!

@bond_G It is a shame that Tommy didn't want to join the Crew after all, but I doubt that's the last we'll see of him!

@blackbound Idiot, or desperate... or both? Have I become too predictable in the fact that so many of you doubt that this is the end of Tommy's time?

@Red86 What a whirlwind ride for you to catch up on! Tommy saw an opening and took it. I can't exactly blame the guy, when looking at it objectively. Subjectively? Yeah, pretty foolish! You doubt that I'd just send Tommy away after 22 chapters?

@CaptiveDan You raise an important question- who do we focus on? Luke the beleaguered Master, or Tommy the new gimp? Decisions decisions...


Thanks for all the comments, everyone! I'm glad everyone has enjoyed the twist! It was so fun to write, and now we get to explore what happens next! Stay tuned!

[Red86]

@Red86 What a whirlwind ride for you to catch up on! Tommy saw an opening and took it. I can't exactly blame the guy, when looking at it objectively. Subjectively? Yeah, pretty foolish! You doubt that I'd just send Tommy away after 22 chapters?

I can't blame him either. But it was a terrible idea for a desperate individual.

You give up on Tommy after 22 chapters, I'm gonna bounce JK but you get my point

As for your comment about being to predictable, I'd say that's not entirely true cause I don't think any of us expected this twist! But also throwing away a character after all these chapters would be extremely odd. So the question remains of where it'll go from here!

[gag1195]

I hope everyone enjoyed the holidays! a small gift for you wonderful readers: the next chapter! Let's see where Tommy's decision is leading him! Don't forget to comment! Enjoy!


Part 23: New Life

“Oh come on, it can’t be that bad!” Laney insisted.

Haze lifted his head and shook his head. “In the grand scheme of things, you’re right. It’s probably not so bad, but it is still very embarrassing.”

“So… what happened?” Laney pressed.

Haze shook his head again. “You’re not giving up, are you?”

“No, Sir!”

“Fine. It was about six years ago. A typical Friday night. Cruising the bars and clubs. I spotted a very cute young man sitting alone at the bar.”

“And I’m guessing that was Damian?” Laney laughed.

“It was! So, I approached and began laying on the charm.”

“But it didn’t work?”

Haze sighed. “Of course not. Luke appeared a few minutes later and put his arms around Damian. And the rest is history.”

“I can’t believe it! I would be mortified!” Laney commented.

Haze shrugged his massive shoulders. “In my defense, Damian was alone! And wasn’t wearing a ring! And I guess I didn’t hear him say that he was taken… It was an honest mistake!”

“And it clearly worked out, embarrassing or not.” Laney smiled.

“True enough!” Haze agreed. “Luke and I hit it off, and he eventually offered me the job as his assistant. A couple months later, the three of us were starring in the new, soon to be hit show, Homebound!”

Laughing, Laney responded, “I wish all of my social faux pas could end with a job opportunity and a spot on a TV show!”

“I definitely lucked out!” Haze agreed. “I had been struggling in my life up to that point, and Luke and Damian offered me a fresh start. A new life. And I am thankful for that every day.”

—--

“Everything should be on its way.” Luke sighed into the phone. “Yes, through the encrypted email… Yes, detailed notes on training done so far, information volunteered by the subject, as well as the original files you initially sent me… No, no thank you. I don’t want any updates going forward… No, I’m sure… Of course… Thank you Tristan… Goodbye.”

Luke set his phone down on the desk. He leaned back in his chair and stared up at the ceiling. “What a fucking waste.” he groaned.

A knock. Soft, hesitant.

“Yes?” Luke called, not bothering to look towards the door to his office.

“Perdon.” Spark opened the door and stood in the threshold. “Mr. Dionicio has left. He wanted me to tell you that he’d call you later.” Spark said.

Luke glanced towards his yellow slave. He was still naked, wearing only his yellow cage and collar, but his yellow ball gag had been loosened and hung around his neck.

Spark kept his head down. “Mr. Dionicio removed my gag, as well. He said that you would understand.”

Luke chuckled in spite of himself. “That’s fine.” He sat up. “Did he enjoy his meal?” Despite the situation, Luke was nothing if not a dedicated host. He had planned a dinner for Tristan and Maxim, and although Tristan was forced to leave and Luke had to step away and compile the requested information, he still offered the food to his remaining guest.

Spark nodded. “He did, Master. He said the food was excellent, and that he appreciated the Tuscan inspirations. He said that your chef should be rewarded.”

Luke raised an eyebrow and smiled when he saw Spark blushing. It wasn’t in Spark’s nature to deceive his Master, so he was inclined to believe his Slave. “I suppose he does. I feel bad that Mr. Dionicio was forced to dine alone.”

“Umm.. Well…” Spark started.

“Yes?”

Spark cleared his throat. “Apologies, Sir. Haze released Leaf after, well after everything. He joined Mr. Dionicio for dinner.”

“Quick thinking.” Luke huffed. “Fair enough. I hope you saved some for the rest of us, at least.”

“Of course. It’s warmed whenever you are ready. I’ll prepare plates for Haze and Crest as well.”

“Thank you, Spark. I’ll be out shortly.”

Spark nodded and silently retreated from the office, leaving Luke alone again. “Was he really that unhappy?” Luke spoke to the silence. “Did I really miss the signs that badly?” He stood up. “FUCK!” he screamed.

But it was too late. Tommy made his choice. Forced Luke’s hand. If he had simply failed Luke’s training, Luke would have sent him on to the Company with high recommendations and suggestions. He could have found a better fit, even if it wasn’t Luke and his Crew. Luke would have been disappointed, of course, but if it wasn’t meant to be…

Instead, Tommy had shown his true colors in front of not only Tristan, which would have been bad enough, but also Maxim. One of the heads of Legal. High ranking and influential. He had to save face. There was no going back. Luke and his training had been called into question at that moment. There was no other path for Tommy now.

Luke emerged from his office and made his way towards the dining room. He could hear the hushed conversation from his loyal Crew members. Of course, the topic of conversation was the incident.

“I was really starting to like him too.” Haze joked. “He was a spitfire. I was enjoying him a lot.”

“And he was so cute. And that physique?” Spark happily chimed in.

“A shame. But there is nothing to be done.” Crest quietly commented.

“I wonder where he’ll end up?” Spark mused after a few beats of silence.

Crest set down his fork, scraping it against his plate. “No where as nice as here.”

“Unfortunately, correct.” Leaf spoke up for the first time. “Mr. Dionicio said that he’ll be bound for the ‘Drone’ track.”

The conversation hung there. Luke waited in the hallway for a few more moments before rounding the corner and taking his seat at the table. “I trust everyone has heard about Tommy’s departure?” He asked as Spark jumped up to grab his Master’s dinner. Everyone nodded. “Good. I’ve received word from Mr. Brier that he and Tommy have safely made it to the LA Offices. Meaning that Tommy is no longer our concern.” He leveled his gaze at each Crew member in turn. “Understood?”

“Yes, Sir!” His Crew said in unison.

—--

Tommy stirred, disoriented and groggy. Blinded, silenced, pinned in place. It all came crashing back. The sleepsack. The gimp suit and mask. The agent lifting him up. Taking him away. Away from …

He heard the familiar voice of Mr. Brier above and somewhat distant from him.

“...And received!... Yes, very thorough! He’s certainly been through a lot already. Would you like to be kept abreast of his progress?... Are you sure? It’s no trouble. I can easily make a note in his file… If you insist. As the initial procurer, you will still get a notification when the product goes on sale… I’m sorry things didn’t work out for you… Have a good evening, Mr. McLain.”

Tommy attempted to mumble out a beg through his gag. He heard a slight creaking of Mr. Brier’s chair. “Ah, I see my guest is finally awake. Let’s see…” some typing on a computer. “Thomas Prescott. Age 22. 5’10”, 190 lbs. Resident of Los Angeles, California. Former cater waiter. Failed personal trainer. High School graduate. 2 years of art school, but no higher education degree. Would have fetched a high price. Shame…”

Tommy heard Mr. Brier rise and heard footsteps approaching. He groaned into his hood gag, and began to scream when he felt hands on his face. A moment later, the bright, blinding light of Mr. Brier’s office was revealed. Tristan Brier knelt over the cocooned slave, holding the hood’s blindfold in his gloved hands. He was still dressed in his head-to-toe leather suit, an even more severe look on his face than back at the mansion.

“Welcome to the rest of your life.” He smiled, but there was no mirth there. “In a few minutes, you’ll begin your new life as a Drone. You’ve proven that you’re suited for little else. Of course, you’ll need to complete the proper Drone training. Which I’m worried about, given your low regard for Mr. McLain’s attempts to personally train you.” He reached down with his leather gloved hand and gripped Tommy’s gimp hood chin. Tightly. “Disobedience and insubordination will not be tolerated here. If you thought Mr. McLain was cruel, you haven’t learned the meaning of the word.”

He released Tommy’s face and relaxed, smoothing his leather suit jacket. “Oh, I also have the pleasure of addressing you by your name for the last time.” Tommy’s eyes went wide. “Goodbye, Thomas Prescott. From now on, your official designation is Drone T4137. Welcome to your new training, T4137.”

“NNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGNNNNNN!” T4137 screamed and shook as Mr. Brier re-affixed the blindfold in place. A moment later, another sharp pain in his neck, and T4137 faded once again into unconsciousness, inhaling the thick scent of his leather and rubber bindings.

[Red86]

Ugh, drone training...... While Tommy was stubborn, turning him into a mindless drone doesn't sound like it should be his only way forward. Even through his faults, I've grown attached to our little thief and seriously hope this isn't how it ends for him. I hope either Luke comes around figures away get him back without making it look as though he's weak with the company or there's some other intervention.


I don't know what your upto but the cliffhangers are killing me! I just hope whatever you've cooked up is worth all this stress

[CaptiveDan]

Fuck that's hot, excited to see what drone training entails!!!

Still hoping for a miraculous escape, though it looks less and less likely

[DeeperThanRed]

Despite all the tense moments, I liked the part about Hale's meeting with Damian. I can see him being punished for this by Luke later, haha!

On a serious note, poor Tommy. I can't really blame him for wanting to escape but he really made things hard for himself. His fellow slaves are gonna miss him

Looking forward to see how everything works out. In the meantime, have a Happy New Year, @gag1195!

[blackbound]

Well, T4137 had its chance. Maybe it'll return to Luke when it's properly trained? Since it doesn't seem to be worth all that much money, who knows?

[Volobond]

Things have gone from bad to worse for ol Tommy, or shall I say for Thief to T4137? They say you have to pick your battles, and Tommy chose poorly. I'm so excited to see how the story goes!

[Guardianbound]

Oh things are spiraling for Tommy right now, and it's such a shame looking at all the reactions from the rest of the crew, they really wanted Tommy to progress well in his training under Luke.

[gag1195]

@Red86 Well, Tommy certainly is stubborn. And so is Luke. He's been slighted in front of his boss essentially, and needs to present a strong face. As for Tommy's ultimate fate, well, obviously we'll just have to wait and see how Drone training goes for him! I also hope my cliffhnagers aren't too stressful! I promise the payoff will be well worth it!

@CaptiveDan Thank you, friend! We'll be getting into Tommy's Drone training in more detail in the next chapter! Though, I cannot guarantee a thrilling escape. Escaping from the clutches of the Company is an extremely unlikely outcome...

@DeeperThanRed Oh there's definitely more to Haze's fateful meeting with Damian than either are sharing on camera, but that will have to wait for a later chapter! Unfortunately, Tommy got relocated before he could hear more of Haze's backstory. Tommy is about to experience a classic case of the grass is always greener, even if it seems too little too late!

@blackbound His documented behavior will definitely affect the price, as will how well he handles his training. The even bigger question is, will Luke want to take Tommy, sorry, T4137, back in any form?

@Volobond In some small defense of Tommy, the battles he could choose were certainly few and far between. Not saying he chose correctly, but he had limited options. Of course, his decision is leading to interesting outcomes!

@Guardianbound If only Tommy had been able to hear the Crew's reactions to the news! It's a shame that they weren't able to share their feelings towards Tommy before it was too late!

Thanks for the great comments, everyone! I'm glad everyone seems to be enjoying the way this story is starting to shake out! I promise there is a satisfying ending on the horizon, even if it currently doesn't look that way!

[wataru14]

I come back to not one but FOUR chapters! Magnificent. I was a fan of Haze from the beginning and I'm glad to see him get his own spotlight. The gym and cleaning scenes? Superb.

As for Tommy, jeeze what a moron! Part of me says he deserves what he's getting just for being so damn stupid. But a larger part wants Luke to have a change of heart. With my penchant for twists, I have an idea about what's coming, but I don't want to say what in case I'm right. We will see...

[gag1195]

@wataru14 Thank you! I've been a busy boy! I'm really happy with the Haze support in the recent chapters, given that he consistently ranked lowest in all the polls! I really loved the gym and cleaning scenes! I'm glad they've been such a hit! Rest assured, there are some fun little twists still on the horizon for Tommy's current situation!

[gag1195]

Hope everyone enjoys this next update! Things are really getting serious, for multiple characters! Don't forget to let me know your thoughts in the comments!

Part 24: Droning On

Luke and Damian led Laney and her camera crew back into the main spaces of the first floor of the home. The camera panned around the fully decked out and stocked kitchen, the subtle yellow cabinets contrasting with the chrome appliances. The double stoves sat perfectly centered on the side wall under a massive, swooping hood, while a deep soaking sink rested underneath the large windows that overlooked the Hollywood Hills. The large central island topped with shining marble completed the space.

“It truly is a dream kitchen.” Laney commented.

“Thank you!” Luke beamed. It had amazing bones before we even made a dent in it, but obviously, it was great to get in there and make it our own and something that works for us and our lives!” Luke added.

“And the secrets?” Laney pressed, smiling.

Luke nodded excitedly. He stepped up to one of the larger cupboards and opened it, revealing the hidden entrance to the massive pantry, stocked with goods and smaller appliances. At the same time, Damian moved to the other large cupboard and opened it, showing off the hidden, flush double-door refrigerator.

“And I think the new wine cellar trap door will open out from here…” Luke indicated a section of the center island that opened out of the kitchen. “I’ll need to start measuring, and getting blueprints organized… oh and permitting!” Luke began listing things off for his latest idea.

“We’ll get to that, I’m sure.” Damian playfully rolled his eyes. “But, maybe we should finish the tour first?”

‘Oh, right! Absolutely!” Luke laughed, and guided his guests back towards the entrance. There he turned and walked down the small hallway towards his office. The mid-century influences were obvious, the low and long, leather and bright wood furniture were expertly arranged. Luke strode over to his desk and leaned against it.

“And here is where the magic happens!” He opened his arms out to the space. Next to the desk was his drafting table, his blueprinting tools waiting for the next design. “Mostly, anyway. Lots of drafting, designing, planning, reviewing construction codes and costs”, Luke pointed out various municipal guides on the shelves, packed next to different architectural history, biography, and design books, “And of course, lots of meetings and calls.”

“But you also have a commercial office space?” Laney pondered.

Both men nodded. “Yes. For client meetings, team and Crew meetings, and a space for our other employees to get their work done. On any given day when we aren’t on a job site, I am splitting my time between my office there and this room.”

“And often brings his work home with him…” Damian complained. “And works well into the night!”

“If those couches were just a bit more comfortable, I would reclassify this as another bedroom!” Luke joked as he took Damian’s hand. “But Damian would actually kill me if I ended up sleeping in here too.”

“Absolutely I would! And then I would be the new host!”

“Laney, we may need to call the police…” Luke squeezed his husband’s hand and laughed as the pair kissed.

“Please, I have no desire to steal your hosting job.” Damian reassured the room. “Too much pressure! I am happy to be the landscaping expert!”

Luke wiped his brow with the back of his hand. “Phew!” He turned back to Laney. “I’m sure I could drone on and on about my work here, more than I already have, but long story short, I spend probably too much time in this room. So I wanted to make sure it would perfectly suit my needs. The south facing windows, the furniture, the space for both the desk and the drafting table, the custom bookshelves.”

“And is your other office like this?”

Luke shook his head. “That one is much more minimalist. I’m doing less actual designing in that office, and it is mostly for meeting with clients and employees. It’s very bare bones.”

Laney looked around, as if hunting for something. “And your trademark hidden space?”

“You’re going to hunt for secret rooms at every part of the tour, aren’t you?” Luke shook his head, but smiled. Luke walked over to the wall of bookshelves, specifically to the arched wall mirror set recessed between two of the equally rounded bookshelves. Luke pressed into the mirror, revealing that it was actually a door, hiding a mini bar behind it.

Laney gasped. “I was hoping that the bookshelves were hiding something!” She raced over to investigate the hidden bar and the smoothly opening and closing mirror door. “This is an impressive collection!” She commented on the different bottles on display.

“Thank you!” Luke smiled again. “I don’t drink much, but I couldn’t resist the vibes.”

—--

Luke opened the mirror and grabbed a bottle of scotch. He didn’t look at the label. He didn’t care. He opened the bottle and took a long drink. He settled onto the couch. He halfheartedly looked at the in-process blueprint sitting on his table. For an upcoming episode, it was a large, three story beach house. He was stuck on the design of the rooftop deck, and how to make the staircase look without it being overwhelming or obtrusive.

“Who gives a shit.” He said to his blueprint and took another swig.

He stared at the blue color of the paper and had a brief moment of realization. “Crest…”

He stood and opened the office door. “Crest!” He shouted. “Get in here, now!”

A moment later, and his diminutive blue slave briskly walked up to him. He looked perfect. His blue and black leather collar snug around his neck, his serious but expectant gaze, his light stubble. The only thing…

“I guess you don’t need this anymore.” Luke said to his Slave, brandishing his key ring and quickly unlocking the harsh metal cage from around Crest’s member. He gave the cock a few strokes, and Crest moaned, leaning into his Master’s touch.

When Luke let go, Crest nodded. “I shall go fetch my cage, Master.” Crest made a move towards the basement bookcase door.

Luke reached out and grabbed his arm. He shook his head. “Not tonight. We’ll worry about that tomorrow.”

He kept a hold of his Slave’s wrist with one hand while his other kept a tight grip on the bottle. Luke made his way upstairs, guiding Crest to the Master bedroom. Damian was already there, waiting. Leaf’s wrists were tied in front of him in his signature green rope, and a green ball gag was in his mouth, but he was otherwise unrestrained. The TV remote was in his bound hands and he was lounging in the bed, channel surfing.

He sat up when he saw Luke and Crest enter. Luke commanded Crest to sit down on the bed and then grabbed his husband’s bound hands and pulled him up. He removed the ball gag and let it hang loose around his collared neck. A deep kiss. “Crest is joining us tonight.” Leaf nodded.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He offered when Luke finally released his lips.

Luke shook his head, but didn’t re-gag Leaf, who took the opportunity to start speaking.

“Master, I am sorry about what happened. I know I wasn’t initially on board with him, but I was growing to like him. I feel bad for him, and what’s going to happen.”

“What is most likely already happening…” Crest quietly commented. It had been a few years ago, so it was easy to forget in the day to day, that Crest had experienced similar training to what Tommy had been condemned to.

“I suppose it’s too late for him.” Leaf sighed.

Luke didn’t say anything. He marched his husband over to his chair in the corner. A cushioned chair with green upholstery and a wooden frame and various metal rings fitted around the piece. Leaf sat and did not resist when his wrists were unbound, only for Luke to begin retying his limbs to the chair itself. The green rope wound around the wrist and chair arm before being fed into and tied off around the waiting metal ring. Luke repeated the process with Leaf’s other wrist.

“He made his choice.” Luke huffed. He paused in his work to take another swig.

“And after all his progress.” Leaf continued.

“He will become a drone. Whether he wants to or not.” Crest sat with his head down, no doubt thinking of his own training. “Or else he will be sold ‘as is’ as I was.”

“And it’s doubtful he will luck out a second time.” Leaf reasoned. As Is merchandise typically attracted a specific clientele. Clients known for specific tastes, and little concern for unruly products.

“He made his choice.” Luke repeated. He tied Leaf’s legs together, then pulled up and back, lifting them off the floor, before securing the rope ends to the ring at the back base of the chair.

“He’ll regret it.” Leaf said. Luke tightened green rope around his husband’s chest, pinning his torso to the chair. “And I think you’ll regret it too, Master.”

Leaf didn’t fight when the ball gag was reinserted. “He made his choice.” Was all that Luke seemed able, or willing to say.

He turned his attention to his free Slave. He didn’t bring up any of the blue slave’s items, but there were enough restraints in the bedroom to satisfy him. He grabbed a few leather cuffs and began binding his uncaged slave.

—--

When Tommy next awoke, he was in a sitting position. He had been locked into a tightly strapped leather straitjacket. He could still feel the restricting rubber suit, the various cuffs, and the tight collar and cage. His legs were pinned together in a leather leg sack. He was seated in some sort of leather chair, with more belts connecting him and his existing restraints to the chair.

He could still feel and see the gimp hood on his head. The dark material persisted as harsh circles around the edges of his vision. He was still gagged, but it felt different. A massively thick piece of rubber, seemingly molded like a mouth or bite guard, filled his mouth. His teeth bit down into the rubber, his tongue was pressed down, and it was so big that he would need to greatly open his mouth in order for it to be removed. Not spit out, but removed. A locked muzzle locking his jaw together ensured that he would not be able to force the rubber mouth guard unless his captors wanted it removed.

“Nice to see you awake, T4137.” An unfamiliar voice spoke for the first time. Tommy had been so focused on his new restraints, he hadn’t noticed his new surroundings. His head was also strapped to the chair, so his vision was limited, but Tommy could see that he was in a slate gray office. Every surface was dark, sleek, and intimidating.

He was seated on one side of a dark wooden desk. Directly across from him, clearly the owner of the office, was a severe, handsome man also dressed in blacks and grays. He had short, cropped hair, ears that perhaps stuck out a bit from his head, full lips in a frown, and sharp cheekbones. He shifted in his seat, and Tommy could see that his newest captor was very physically fit, with a similar build to the captive man at his best.



“Quiet? Nervous?” The man dryly chuckled. “That’s unlike you, at least according to your records. Perhaps your training won’t be so challenging. Though that would be disappointing.” He turned his attention from his computer screen and faced the future drone. “I am Constantin Holt, Human Resources Division. I have the privilege of being in charge of your training. You will address me as Master Constantin or Master Holt. Not that you’ll be doing much speaking. You’ve been informed about your prospects, yes?”

Tommy didn’t respond.

“You are scared, T4137, I understand. But I see from Mr. McLain’s accounts that you have had some training. You must know that when a superior asks a question, they expect an answer.” He paused, waiting in the silence of his office. “A prompt answer.”

A tear welled up in T4137’s eye as he attempted to nod against the tight head strap.

“So you know that you have been selected for the Drone track. What specific service you’ll be chosen for, we will determine as your training progresses…” Constantin, Master Holt, examined both the slave in front of him, and the files on his computer. “Hmm… too small for the security track, even when we start your physical conditioning… Potentially too disobedient for the servant track, but that will become clear during training… Services track is easy enough to train for, although boring. Does have the body for it though… Hmmm…”

Constantin, Master Holt, stood and made a slow walk around his desk before standing in front of his charge. “Before we begin your training proper, let’s discuss some important information. Consider it your orientation. You are a drone. Plain and simple. Your name, your identity, your past, none of that matters anymore. You exist, as T4137, for the express purpose of pleasing your Masters and Superiors. You exist to serve their whims. To fulfill their needs. To relieve their desires. It doesn’t matter what you want, what you like, how you think, or how you feel. You don’t have wants or needs or likes anymore. Nothing beyond pleasing the one who owns you. Your only thought is, ‘how can I please my Master?’ Every command must be listened to and obeyed. Every order must be followed through. Every question must be answered.”

Constantin leaned in, stared deeply into T4137’s wide, teary eyes. “I sense how difficult this is, and will be for you. But I make you this promise, T4137: By the time I am done training you, you will be the perfect drone. I have a perfect record here, and I don’t plan on tarnishing it.”

He straightened up and crossed his arms. “Your schedule will be as follows: 5am, wake up. You will be prepared- fed, cleaned, made presentable. Every 3 days, that will include removing your rubber drone suit and giving a thorough scrub down. 6:30, training begins. We’ll start with simple commands and obedience. From what I’ve been told, you have a hard time understanding much more than that. 11 am, physical conditioning. No matter what track you end up on, your physical fitness is going to be important, for labor… or other tasks. 1:30pm, mental conditioning. Rewiring that defiant little brain of yours until you can and will follow commands. 3pm, pleasure training. Drones can and will be called on to perform any task asked of them. And from the notes we received from Mr. McLain, he was already in the process of priming you for such tasks. 5pm, dinner, cleaning, and preparing for lights out. 6pm, lights out.”

Constantin leaned in and began adjusting the straps and restraints. “You will be restrained at every point during your training. Until such time as the conditioning is complete and you can be trusted to obey out of heavy restraint. Likewise, you will remain gagged except during your allowed feeding and pleasure training times. Drones are expected to be silent, at all times. Do you understand, T4137?”

Tears streamed down his cheeks, but T4137 managed the smallest nod.

Constantin, quick as a viper, smacked the rubber faced and leather muzzled cheek of his hopeful drone. “Yes, Master Constantin. Yes I understand, Master Holt.”

T4137 nodded again, shaking. “Mmmmmph Mmmmphrrr Mmmphnnnnmmmm. Mmmmph, Hmmm Hmmmrrphmmm Mmmmphrrr Hmmmp…”

“Good.” Master Constantin checked the onyx black watch on his wrist. “Well, it is currently 10:08, so let’s begin your training!” He donned a pair of tight leather gloves and began unstrapping the leather muzzle from over T4137’s face. The bulbous rubber mouth guard was painfully extracted. Master Constantin’s gloved fingers pinched the drone’s lips together. “Remember, Drones remain silent…” T4137 nodded, his eyes wide with fear and understanding. “Good. Brace yourself.”

T4137 gave a puzzled look before Master Constantin released his lips then pushed his drone’s chest. Hard. The chair tipped and fell back, landing with a harsh thud against the solid floor that came rushing up to meet the drone.

Dazed, it took a moment for T4137 to understand what just happened. His vision blurred from the impact. When he was able to focus, Master Constantin was standing over him, his leg lifted, his foot extended towards the drone’s face.

“Drone T4137, lick. Lick your Master’s boot until he tells you to stop licking.”

[Volobond]

Heavy, intimidating, oppressive, and implacable.

Am I referring to Luke's favorite style of interior design or Thief's new lifestyle? Perhaps both!

Truly, you've nailed the sheer power and weight being a captive of the Company entails, and how truly screwed Thief is.

[DeeperThanRed]

Luke is regretful, Crest is sympathetic, and Leaf is concerned... Looks like everyone is missing the thief a little. Under his Master persona, Luke can be quite a softie. The decision to send Tommy away seems to be mostly done to protect his slaves, not to punish him.

And speaking of masters, Constantin is seriously a tough one! Wonder how long Tommy can endure under his conditioning...

[blackbound]

I've got to ask, though - was T4137 planned or a lucky coincidence?

[Red86]

Just gonna sit here and hope things aren't to bad for T4137, aka thief/Tommy, while he's at the company. I guess I just don't have much sadism in me. Maybe a softie like Luke is under his facade

Though it seems there's a small sliver hope for him (he probably just doesn't know it). Short of kind of forgot (not forgot but it just didn't hit me until it was brought back up) about some of Crest's background and being sold as is. Not only that but it's clear even if he's being stubborn about it, Luke misses him, as does the rest of the crew. And I'm also gonna have to take your word @gag1195 that it'll all be worth it.

Looks like we'll be diving into some territory I may not be into (like the boot licking stuff. Don't hate on it, just not my thing) but I'm still curious what you will put T4137 through before we reach the point, in due time, where you say it'll be worth it!

[wataru14]

Just gonna sit here and hope things aren't to bad for T4137, aka thief/Tommy, while he's at the company. I guess I just don't have much sadism in me. Maybe a softie like Luke is under his facade

Though it seems there's a small sliver hope for him (he probably just doesn't know it). Short of kind of forgot (not forgot but it just didn't hit me until it was brought back up) about some of Crest's background and being sold as is. Not only that but it's clear even if he's being stubborn about it, Luke misses him, as does the rest of the crew. And I'm also gonna have to take your word @gag1195 that it'll all be worth it.

Looks like we'll be diving into some territory I may not be into (like the boot licking stuff. Don't hate on it, just not my thing) but I'm still curious what you will put T4137 through before we reach the point, in due time, where you say it'll be worth it!

I feel the same. Completely on the same page. But I place complete trust in gag1195!