Chapter 3 - Should've Read The Contract
Continuation of the series. I recommend you read the earlier chapters if you want to understand the plot!
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Alex slowly awakens to find himself laying flat on some type of padded table. Having gotten quite familiar with the convention of waking up groggily after being dosed, Alex doesn't allow much panic to settle in as he realizes he's restrained once more. This time however, at least he has some type of underwear on...
With his legs restrained to the table at the ankles, his arms were straight down against his body at his sides, restrained at the wrists to some type of cuffs wrapped around his thighs. Those same cuffs used to restrain his thighs to the table as well, serving a dual purpose. His head was odd bit, for it was craned backwards, so that he could view forward as opposed to below him, through some type of hole in a special headrest. It then becomes quite clear to Alex that he's laying on some type of modified massage table. Though, nothing about it was relaxing if he had to admit.
As time goes on, Alex scanned the cracks on the floor in the corners of the room for the umpteenth time already. Just as he was ready to test the limits of his restraints once more, the knob on the door to the room startled to rattle. In walks the brown poodle, followed closely by the two bulls. By now, Alex has made the safe assumption that these two muscle heads are the poodle's personal security, always escorting him around like he's actually somebody... Unless... "Is he?" Wondered Alex.
"Before you open your mouth, please answer me honestly: are you going to be a Good Boy and lay quietly as I speak, or should I just go ahead now and take care of any noise you might try to make? ... That's what I thought." Lectured the poodle, walking in with a quick stride, making sure he stood close enough to make a point, yet far enough away that he wasn't stressing Alex's angle of sight.
"Right, so Laura, is it?" Sarcastically saying while raising a phone in one hand. "She's been worried sick about you. Constant texts, constant calls, hell she knocks just about every hour! I was thinking, wha..."
"Don't touch her." Interrupted Alex, flaring his nostrils in frustration.
"Alex. We're not interested in Laura. We're interested in you. Also, please recall what we agreed to when I walked in just now?" the poodle reminded Alex. "We're not going to touch her... In fact, you are. Well, metaphorically that is."
"What do you mean? Don't make me hurt her..." Whined Alex.
"Hurt her? What? What are you on about? The only person that would hurt her is you, and that's if you're aching to hurt her. Alex, stop. Calm down and listen, please. It is entirely in your best interest to just sit back and relax, it will all become clear soon..."
"See, Alex, we took the liberty of sending Laura a few videos. There's a really sweet note attached to the package as well. You can really tell that those guys writing it upstai..."
"WHAT VIDEOS" Alex interjected between gritted teeth.
"... Nothing bad. Relax, remember? The videos are just reassurance... Like I was mentioning, the note does a fine job explaining to Laura that you want to step back from the relationship indefinitely. That you're doing a little more soul searching at the moment, trying to figure yourself out. You let her know that the motorcycle encounter the other night was just an old friend that you didn't recognize in the moment. You left an excellent signature at the bottom in some cute, teal ink. You even sketched a heart in beneath your name!" cooed the poodle.
"... What. Videos..." Alex let out in faux-calm voice.
"Strike Two. Don't play this game, you will lose." Retorted the poodle. "Alex, I'll be honest here: you embarrassed me the other night, with how you handled and treated Xavier, the Doberman. He saw you walk into your apartment, alone, so please don't try the excuse that you weren't home. It's polite to answer the door when someone knocks, Alex, especially when it's such a handsome Doberman like Xavier."
"I'm not gay." Alex mouthed under his breath.
"And to try to play it off like you had no idea what was happening...? Well, Alex, you're facing the consequences of trying to do just that..." the poodle finished, as he began to pace back and forth in front of Alex.
"You called us in a time of self-exploration, Alex. Sure, you were just a young college student who enjoyed the thought of a little extra pocket change, but my boy, there are a plethora of different routes for that yield. You were curious, and curious about one thing in specific, so we took you in to show you that curiosity never hurt a single cat. We wanted to show you that there was nothing to be afraid of. We welcomed new talent, and you my friend, were new talent.
Your genuine inexperience and lack of self-belief at times really aided you in your scenes. We never had to lie about you. When we titled your first video YOUNG, STRAIGHT, AND INEXPERIENCED HUSKY SUCKS HIS FIRST COCK ON VIDEO, we weren't lying to the fans, and neither were you! We had to actually perform a little sound engineering on it before we could release the tapes you know. Unfortunately, some of the cameramen laughed a little too hard when Thelos had to instruct you to close your mouth around his cock. We sympathized though, we really did, it being your first blowjob performance and all. Yet, Alex, you didn't let that discourage you. You were a natural. In fact, that was the sloppiest blowjob I've ever seen someone give for it being their first time. Thelos did a great job helping ignite something within you, I saw it.
What about when we released HOT HUSKY'S FIRST GAY THREESOME [HUSKY, RAT, LIZARD]. It didn't take you long at all to start accepting the idea of doing a threesome after you had your first cock in you. We never force our actors to do anything, you know that. All we were doing were laying ideas out on the table for you. You could've said no at any point, and we would've stopped for you--slowed it back down to something along the pace you wanted.
You know what did it for us though? We were popping videos out left and right with you. You were down here in our studio every other day! Where we all thought we had you converted for good... HORNY HUSKY'S FIRST HORSE COCK BREEDING, your best-selling video to date, OUR best-selling video to date. Drew is such a stud, on and off the camera. You were so shy when you met him, but he read you like a book. You melted into him, Alex...
Do you recall the ending scene of that video? You were laid out onto a table, your ass hanging off the edge so that Drew could easily access your hole. You were letting out such a moan as Drew filled you with his seed, breeding your ass for the first time. I was very proud with how the scene went, especially with how you held up to your first real challenge, but you surprised us all with what you did next. While Drew was sliding his cock out of your gaping hole, your eyes slid to the back of your head in pleasure. Your hands, which were once clawing at the side of the table, rushed to the massive cock leaving you. In your sex-weakened state, you tried everything in your power to keep that cock inside of you, even cutely begging, 'No... Please... Don't stop, please. Fuck me. I need it, please... Pleeeeease...' Unsuccessful at keeping that cock in you, you were now left with an empty, gaping hole that leaked horse spunk, you stuck your hand right there to gather whatever cum you could find. Then you did it: You spread that cum all over your muzzle, painting your face as best you could. Drew was kind enough to wander over to your face and plop his ballsack right on top of your nose. You took the deepest hit of his musk you could've taken. We never saw the pupils of your eyes the whole time. You were on cloud nine... A complete bitch in heat.
You know that that final 30 seconds is such an iconic scene in the industry now, right? Alex, you're famous. You have every producer in the industry trying to find you and get a hold of you. You are the ..."
"STOP! STOP, PLEASE! I DON'T REMEMBER!!! ... I don't remember any of it nor do I want to... I just want it to stop. I wish this never happened..." Alex shouted as he began to cry, sobbing away to unenthusiastic ears.
Letting out a large, audible sigh, the Poodle continued on through the weeping.
"When I started to hear the discouragement in your voice when you would answer the phone, I started to worry... It was evident you weren't coming around the studio as much, but I stopped myself from any rash decisions. I battled with myself as to whether to try to change tactics or hope that you found your true self and came back to those that helped you.
When we really started to see less of you, you told me that you were fine, but that you were a little tired of all the repetitiveness. I thought on that. I told myself that maybe you needed to be introduced into kink stuff, and that we'd start straying away from all the vanilla scenes. But I didn't want to tire you out some more in a studio setting, so I figured I'd send you some of our best guys to your place, hoping that they'd either be able to pull you back into the swing of things, or get you excited about trying something new again. Wishful thinking, aye?
I mean, you agreed to it when I brought it up to you over the phone. You said it sounded like something you could get into. So, I had my guys down here whip up a contract. I know you complained that it was such a long document, pestering me on why you kept having to initial all 47 pages... Alex, what you did was prove that you're a fighter. That you're loyal. That's what that contract proves.
After some time, you expressed to me that you were getting tired again. Right when I thought you were on the upswing of things, you dropped that bombshell on me. You let me politely know that you didn't want to see guys anymore, that you didn't want to shoot any scenes, and that you were done with us. Ohhh, Alex...
I let you out of this program before, trusting you, trusting ourselves. I was certain that you would come wandering back one day after a tough week--maybe it was some lousy exams, stressed with too much work, who am I to say what would have you down. That day that it happened though, you'd come right through the glass door of this building, meandering your way to my office, politely asking me to employ you again... Obviously, we have failed. So now it's important that we keep you in our program, Alex. It's obvious what you want and what you need--we have all the video evidence you could ask for. What we're doing here, right now? It was all in the contract... So, don't act like you didn't see this coming... Your initials are right there on the bottom of every page.
If you're curious about Xavier... He picked you out. He came to me looking for someone to help him relieve a little stress while he was visiting town. He saw your picture in the book and the rest was history.
The contract, Alex. The contract... Welcome to our rehabilitation program."