Chapter 4: I Am A Gay Dominant

Chapter 4: I Am A Gay Dominant

Lucious

“What did you do?” I asked, I was a bit surprised.

My baby brother has always been the perfect son for my beloved father, not that he has had much of a choice anyway and seldom causes my problems.

“I.. I may or may not have gone to class after smoking weed.” He muttered shyly.

“And one of my teachers saw it.”

Stupid boy, I mean, I get the stress he gets from our patriarch, I have been there. But still, he could have waited for the end of his school and been more discreet. Or find another way to relieve his stress, why couldn't he just have sex like every other teenager does?

“Which one?” I asked coldly.

“My science teacher.”

I am not surprised, from what he had told me, the guy is young and very bright. He takes real interest in his students, so of course, he spotted the little junkie before he made three steps in his classroom.

“And now how exactly can I help? I won't come between you and father if he decides to kill you.”

He is going to pay dearly for that if our father finds out. And as much as I agree that he needs to be disciplined for something as foolish as this, I wouldn't wish my father's punishment on my worst enemy.

“He agreed not to tell father.” He replied.

Good for him, he might live for another day.

“But he still wanted to talk to a member of the family.”

Oh no, I don't like where this is going.

“So, I managed to convince him to see you instead. He would like to meet with you tomorrow or the day after at five in the evening.”

That is great, this little brat managed to escape the wreath of our father and make me lose an afternoon of work. But as much as I hate the idea of meeting his teacher, I can't refuse. This isn't much I could do for him while he was growing up and this little manipulator knows that I feel guilty about it. So he knew I would accept.

“I can't tomorrow, so tell him the day after.” I grumbled.

“Thanks, brother. You are the best.”

“Don't get hope up too much, little one.” I said sternly.

“I won't tell father, but whatever punishment your teacher comes with during this meeting, you will take it without complaint. I may even add to it if I judge it too lenient, and I don't want to hear about your smokin that shit during school days ever again. Are we clear?”

“Yes, we are clear.” He replied, a bit subdued.

“But, thanks. You are really a life saver.”

“Anything for you and you certainly know it, baby brother. I will see you after the meeting with your teacher, okay?”

“Okay, see you then.” He hung up.

I fall back into my chair and slowly massage my forehead with one hand. Thank goodness, the day after tomorrow is Friday. That way, leaving here early will be easy. I just have an appointment at two so I will ask my assistant to reschedule. I went back to the report, adding a few notes where needed and before giving it back to the accounting team for review. I closed the memos of the communication team, they are proposing to host some blogs on the website to show a bit what their lives and work look like.

I switched on my personal phone as I didn't want to be distracted this afternoon and discovered a nice text message.

'Will you be at the club tomorrow night, master Lucious? I need to be punished?’ it was from one of my previous submissives.

I am a gay dominant, I like to have control over my partners. It is more than likely actually, I need to have complete and almost absolute control. This is always consensual of course, so my partners are what we call submissives, people who like to surrender control to a dominant. A lot of it is related to sex, but not only. When I have a contract with a submissive, he usually moves in with me and I like to control every aspect of his personal life. Not to transform him into some kind of sex slave, but to help me realize his full potential. My teenage submissives who needed their parents to check they did their homeworks right, they always had wonderful dreams, but needed a nudge in the right direction and strict guidance to realize those aspirations.

You could say, I am just replacing what my father did to me during my childhood and it is probably true in a way. But I always try to put my submissive's needs above mine and I am certainly not trying to force my own ambitions on them. It is a relationship based on trust, respect and honest communication, not leather, handcuffs and whips. Although, I do love to tie up my submissives. But they have the power to back off at any time if things get too much for them.

Aaron is a submissive I was with the longest as of today, we had several contracts that lasted for more than one year and things were going great. He was a bit of a lost boy when I first met him, but under my guidance, he got back to his studies and was even accepted to one of the best universities in the country. I was slowly falling in love with him, this lifestyle doesn't exclude love on the contrary. But he eventually felt a bit too oppressed by my dominance, because I am extremely strict and I need to have a lot of control. So, we ended things amicably five months ago. We still see each other once in a while to have intense and great sex. However, it is not necessarily the healthiest way to live our break-up, but he is the one deciding when we meet now. They were the ones holding power in the end, and I have managed to calm down my expectations regarding our relationship. So it suits me.

The club he mentioned is a nightclub owned by my best friend, Gideon. We were in the same business school, and while I decided to start my first business in food delivery, he decided to go into the entertainment industry. His club is divided into two parts, the first part is for the public, and the second one is private and kind of secrets and dedicated to bdsm. It is a great place, where we can indulge in our lifestyle without fear of consequences in the media since every member had to sign a non-disclosure agreement. I wouldn't have gone tomorrow since I have a lot of work at the moment, but the mere thought of having this gorgeous young man kneeling at my feet is getting me painfully hard, so I will change my plans. Besides, Gideon and his submissive will be happy to see me.

‘I will be there, what did you do this time, naughty boy?’ I replied to his text message.

'I have gone out a bit too much these last weeks and I am slacking off on my studies. If my grades don't go up soon, I might have to kiss my scholarship for next year goodbye.’

It seems like someone needs a little reminder of what to expect when you don't focus properly on your studies. I am already planning out his punishment in my head which is going to end up with me roughly fucking him. It has been a long time since we last had sex and since I know his body so well, it is usually better than with other random submissives. I should have managed to arrive at the club pretty early if I didn't go back to the office after my last meeting out of town. That way I will be able to enjoy his company for the whole night.

'Someone is in deep trouble indeed, I will see you in my playroom at ten sharp tomorrow night.”

The club is full of these playrooms that you can rent for a night or a month, but one of the perks of being friends with the owner is that I have my own private playroom. I need to focus on something else quickly if I want to get rid of the major hard-on I am now sporting. I sent a quick text to Gideon, telling him I will be at the club tomorrow night while I get into my car. I greeted my driver as he turned on the engine, he is a bit more than my chauffeur. He started working for me when I still lived at my father's as much as a bodyguard than as a driver and he is also very good at finding information someone wanted to hide.

He was the only one who cared enough to stay in touch with me when I was disowned and as soon as I got the opportunity to hire him, I did. Having someone you can completely trust and who knows how to operate discreetly under the radar is invaluable.