Time to Rest
Following Maalik out of the kitchen, we crossed the living room and foyer to another hallway that led to the back of the home. Unlike the hallway that led to the study, this hallway was longer and had doors on opposing sides.
The first door opened to a what looked like a guest bedroom. We entered the second larger bedroom, I assumed was the master suite.
"Prepare the bed for me," Maalik ordered.
I pulled the decorative pillows off the bed and placed them on a nearby lounge chair. Then I turned down the covers for Maalik and stepped out of the way. As Maalik climbed into bed, I looked at his alarm clock. It was only 10pm. After all the booze, I needed to rest.
"You may sleep at the end of the bed," Maalik said, pointing to the end of the California King.
I climbed onto the bed and stretched out across the bed, almost like a pet would sleep with his master. My blood alcohol level allowed me to fall asleep quickly.
4 a.m. Wakeup Call
A tap on the head startled me awake. Looking around, disoriented by my unfamiliar surroundings, I remembered that I was still naked and still in the service of Maalik.
"Wake up, boy, I need your head to fornicate," Maalik said, as he stood over me looking down over his erect cock.
"What time is it?" I asked, still somewhat groggy.
"It is 4 a.m. I will use you one more time and then you may leave." Maalik said, in a matter-of-fact style.
The 6-hour nap gave me time to sober up, allowing me to think clearly without the influence of alcohol. A few seconds passed as my mind caught up with the reality of the evening's events.
"You made a mistake, but it's not too late," the voice in my mind reasoned.
"Sucking one cock while drunk is no big deal, but if you allow yourself to do it again, it's a pattern," the voice cautioned.
"Get up boy," Maalik said more sternly.
I sat up and looked at the blurry, dark-skinned man standing in front of me. As I rose to my feet, I remembered that I was not to allow my gaze to rise above the doctor's waist.
"Follow me," Maalik directed as he started walking toward the bedroom door.
I followed Maalik back across the living room and into the kitchen. Once again, he opened the patio door and walked out into the darkness. Without pause, I followed him. The air was completely still and thick with humidity. Heat lightening flashed in the distance and a slight rumble of thunder could still be heard over the drone of central air conditioners.
Maalik walked across the deck and descended the stairs into the back yard. He stopped near the center of his back yard and turned to ensure that I had followed him out into the open. I scanned the neighbors' homes for signs of life. The homes were all dark as their occupants slept through this ungodly hour.
With only a slight glow from the moonlight, Maalik was just an outline in front of me. The darkness, combined with my nearsightedness created a surreal scene.
"Maalik, we are out in the open here. Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked, trying not to show disrespect.
"Get on all fours," Maalik said in a commanding voice.
The Turning Point
"If you do this, you can no longer call it a mistake. You'll be doing it willingly, allowing it to happen," the voice in my head lectured.
"Do you really want to become his boy? Does being his sex slave turn you on?
He's not stronger than you, he's not overpowering you, there's no reason you can't just walk away and drive home," the voice continued.
"Are you really a cock sucker? Is that who you want to be?" the voice was shouting now.
"Boy," Maalik interrupted.
