Hi everyone! So...crazy as it is, the other day something made this story run across my mind. I had forgotten about it actually, but after a few tries was able to log back into this account and find it again. I was kind of shocked at how well 18 year old me wrote, really liked it, and saw years and years of reviews begging me for another chapter. I figured better late (6 years late) than never, and decided to write another for everyone. In my defense being at college made it somewhat difficult to work on this, for both busy-ness and privacy reasons. I hope everyone enjoys, and thanks again for the years and years of kind and encouraging words.

Gary's Point of View

Smiling triumphantly, I turned to the announcer.

"I guess that settles it, then" I said as I gestured to Ash, kneeling at my feet.

"I…" the announcer was still shocked at this turn of events, "I guess you're right" he said, bringing his microphone to his face, "And, in a strange turn of events…the winner is….GARY!"

Confetti zipped through the air as loud horns and drums went off. Some of the crowd cheered, while the rest exchanged confused glances or improvised explanations over what had just occurred.

"Anything to say Gary? What are your plans after this?" the announcer asked, trying to return some semblance of normalcy to the arena.

"Well, I don't mean to brag, but I think Ash has a point", I said, beaming with pride, "And for now? My plans are to go relax back at my fan club for a little while. Plus, I wouldn't be a great Champion if I didn't show my newest member around" I said, looking down at Ash, chucklingly slyly, "He has to get initiated, after all."

"Well, there you have it folks!" The announcer exclaimed, completely missing the hidden meaning to my word, "That concludes this year's Tournament! See you next year!"

"Come on Ash," I said, staring at my new toy, "We have a lot to do."

He stood obediently, following me out of the arena with the rest of my cheerleaders. We made our way through the fans into our convertible. The cheerleaders seemed confused by Ash, but didn't ask any questions. I don't think they would in my presence…plus it was kind of awkward, which was working to my advantage. Anytime I noticed one pausing on him for too long, or any silence creeped up where someone might ask him something, I made sure to redirect the topic. We arrived at our destination.

"Thanks for coming girls, don't know what I'd do without your support," I said, turning on my charm. I had to get rid of them, and had to make it look authentic, "Why don't you go home and get some rest?"

"Thanks Gary! You did it!" they said, gathering in to congratulate me or give hugs, "You're the best!"

"Couldn't do it without you girls" I said as I smiled at them, "You're my biggest supporters!"

I watched as they all left, then turned to Ash, "Come on boy, lets go inside" I said.

"Yes master" he said absently, getting out of the car and following me inside.

"I'm very proud of you Ash. You followed my orders exactly at the tournament. You've been a good boy."

"Thank you Master. I hope I did everything right", he said eagerly, "I just wanted to do what you asked. You deserve it sir.

"It couldn't have went better" I said evilly, walking over to the empty sitting area. Three couches made a U-shape, I sat in the center of the middle, Ash stood at attention in front of me.I could do whatever I wanted to him. "I think I saw you trying to resist for a few moments, but you're no match for the best trainer in Pallet, right Ash?"

"No Master, I'm not. I never stood a chance against you, and I had to let the crowd know. My pride got in the way for a moment, but I couldn't contain the urge to to tell them how powerful you are, and how much better you are than me" he said flatly, eyes glazed over. His tone was absent and empty as he focused on me, but it was clear he was enjoying every moment.

"That's right," I said, "And you need a nickname too, since you've called me Master since the woods just like I told you too. I'll even let you pick," I said graciously, "As a reward for your good behavior and following my orders."

"Thank you Master," he said, perking up, "That's very kind of you, but are you sure? I don't need a reward just for obeying you. That's what I'm supposed to do" he said, fully assured.

"Well, its not just a nickname Ash, its going to be who you are now" I said. "See, everyone gets a nickname when they get inducted into my fan-club, but this is a…special case."

He stared at me confused, yet completely transfixed, hanging onto my every word.

"Since you're my slave now, you're not just getting inducted into my fan club. You're getting inducted into being my servant, forever." I smiled at him as I said it and he smiled back gleefully; it was amazing. I was literally sealing his fate and he was smiling at me like an idiot. He was completely mine. "Your nickname isn't just going to be a new name Ash, it's going to be your new identity. You won't be Ash anymore. You'll be whatever name you pick, Leader of Gary's Fanclub…you won't be a trainer anymore. Instead, you'll come collect badges with me. You'll be like my personal assistant. Carry my things all the way to Indigo Plateau. Heal my Pokemon and find berries for them when we rest. Massage me when I'm tired. Gather clean water for us. That's who you'll be. Ash is gone. Do you understand?" I asked, unsure of how he'd take this. I could be pushing the limits.

He paused, his eyes trained on the floor, like an inferior's should. "Yes….yes Master. It might make me sad at first…but then I think of how much I enjoy doing what you say. How much I enjoyed massaging your feet and licking all over your body….and how I just want to do that again and again, more than anything in the world".

"That's what I like to hear" I said, half relieved and half shocked. He was really totally under my control, "So, any name ideas?"

He brought his gaze up to meet my eyes. Hmm…how about 'Boy', sir? Or what about 'Pup'?"

"Boy? Pup?" I asked; they seemed so plain.

"Yes sir. Boy. Because you said I obeyed you and followed your orders and behaved good, like a good little pet should for their master. Kind of like a puppy, so Pup," he said, eerily, matter-of-factly, "Plus, I always want to be a good boy for you Master."

"Hm, makes sense…you really thought into it." I laughed. "Now I think its time for the rest of your reward. Come here," I said, spreading myself on the couch. I widened my legs and stretch my arms over the top, "Come to Master".

He walked towards me obediently, sitting next to me. He remembered he wasn't allowed to touch without my permission.

"Now say it to make it official. Say it." I moved my face inches from his. His eyes were lost in mine, staring transfixed. I held his gaze…but then saw a small flicker behind his eyes. He hesitated. Something was slipping.

"I…" he mumbled.

I grabbed his head, forcing it into my armpit. He struggled for a moment, until he drew a sharp breath. He paused, then drew another, and his struggling weakened. The longer I held his face down, the more my scent overpowered him. Finally, his struggling ended. He looked up at me as I released him.

"I'm your Boy, sir. I'm sorry I doubted that…or doubted you. I just want to make you become a Pokemon Master. I'll serve you the entire way. I'll do whatever I can to make it easier. I'll gather your food, find places to camp while you train, sir, I'll even buy your supplies. I have some money saved I was going to use for my trip. I'll wash your clothes, I'll wash you. I'll take care of all your needs, Master. I'm yours."

I grinned; it was official, he was mine. "Nicely put, Ash…and that's the last time I'll call you that name. Today is the first day of your new existence. Welcome to the fanclub…Boy," I said superiorly.

"Thank you Master Gary".

"And now, the final part of your initiation", I said, sitting up and taking my shirt off. He stared at my toned chest longingly, "Do you want me, Boy?"

"More than anything, Master."

"Then get to work."

He went straight for my mid-chest, immediately kissing up it. He stopped at my nipple, licking around it. I felt chills through my body; my legs and feet flexed as the licking turned to a gentle nibbling. "Good Boy" I half-groaned, with waves of pleasure surging through me.

He moved up to my armpit and seemed even more excited that there was no shirt between him and it. His hand moved up to my nipple as his mouth left it, dutifully grazing it; he realized I loved it. A good Boy notices what his Master likes.

He inhaled deeply into my arm, taking the musky scent from the battle in. He began to gently run his tongue through my pit hair, lapping up the sweat, before taking a big lick, shuddering as he did.

"Taste good, Boy?" I asked, looking down at him as he worshipped me.

"Yes Master."

"You want more of that, Boy?"

"Of course, sir. Please," he said, the desperation in his voice apparent.

I grabbed his hand, moving it down my chest, down past my navel, over my now-bulging boner. My body tingled as I rubbed it with his hand.

"You think I'm ready, Master?" he asked. He expression looked like it was Christmas

I simply chuckled, then grabbed his head and forced it into my crotch. "I can tell its all you want, Boy. I'd be a bad Master if I denied you it."

He mumbled something- he seemed unable to make a sentence. His entire body was tense, but I didn't need to force his head anymore. He was shoving it into me.

"Unbutton my pants, Boy. A God shouldn't have to do any work while he's being worshipped."

He let out almost a growl, rallied by my statement, and had them undone in seconds, quickly pulling them off. His eyes locked on my bulge through my underwear.

"That's what you want, right Pup?"

"More than anything Master Gary," he mumbled. He was too distracted. I pulled my underwear down and my cock sprung out of it, finally released. The hunger in his eyes intensified.

"Then be a good Pup," I said, "Down on your knees." I spread my legs wider as he quickly moved off the couch, kneeling in front of me. "On all-fours, Boy". His hands dropped immediately as he awaited the next command.

"You can start by licking," I said, "Just like a good Pup would."

He crawled in between my legs, pausing for a moment, taking in the sight of my cock. Then, determined again, he slowly rested his head against my inner thigh, pressing his face into my balls and started gently licking around them. Tingles shot through me.

"You're….so….sweaty…..from the battle….Master…..it smells….. so…..good" he managed to splutter in between licking, burying his face deeper into my crotch, pressing his mouth and nose into my balls. He started sucking on them, moving his tongue slow around them in his mouth. He started with one, then took them both in his mouth. I shuddered, letting out a moan. He doubled his efforts- its like knowing I was loving it only encouraged him. His tongue moved faster, stroking and massage my balls. I laid back, taking in the ripples running through me as he changed angles, never staying in one spot too long.

I closed my legs suddenly after a few moments, trapping his face against my crotch, crushing his head with my thighs. Any resistance he had left was temporarily gone; he seemed to barley notice, expect for the fact that he began twisting and rubbing his head around, pushing as deep as he could into me.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it Pup," I managed to say, almost unable to speak.

"..oF…CorS…MstR" was all he managed to get out from between my legs. After a little while, after I was satisfied, I pulled his head back, holding it up to my cock. He looked up at me hopefully.

"May I, Master?" he said pleadingly.

"Sure, Boy," I said nonchalantly, "I think you earned it."

He smiled wide, slowly wrapping his hand around the base. His eyes stayed on mine for a moment before moving down to it. He moved his head closer, then opened his mouth, taking in the head of my cock. His tongue flicked around the space between the head and the shaft, making my fists clench and legs tense. His eyes moved up to mine and I saw the gracious look in them before they shot back down to his task at hand. He moved lower, taking more of me into his mouth, his tongue working up and down my dick as his head bobbed faster and faster. His hand moved to my balls, gently tickling them. My head reeled back, pushing into the soft cushion of the couch. I stared at the ceiling, unable to focus as pleasure tore through my body. I grabbed the back of his head, pushing him down further. He gagged a bit, but continued sucking away after a moment, eager to take in as much of me as he could.. I felt the roof of his mouth gliding over my cock with each bob of his head.

"That's a good Boy," I growled, "That's a good boy."

He had almost all of me in him, encasing the top of my cock in the back of his throat. My legs started to tense and shake as my hands curled and clenched. I felt my feet pointing and straightening, then slow rush building. Waves of what felt like electricity rippled from my balls as his hands grazed over them, with his tongue moving over my shaft as his head slid up and down me. My legs buckled as I orgasmed, feeling a surge move through me. I thought I'd have to force him, but his head didn't move as he dutifully swallowed every drop of my cum.

He sucked up and down a few more times, then stopped, resting his head back on my thigh, face nearly pressed against my balls.

About a minute or two had passed, and I was ready to cement my control over him. I wanted any resistance left crushed. "How's that feel in your mouth, Boy," I said, after I was able to speak again.

"Delicious, Master" he said robotically. It was like there was nothing left.

"Glad you like that Boy," I said softly, stroking his cheek gently, "The more of that you take in, Boy, the more it'll fill you up. The more I'llfill you up. The more it will erase whatever's left of you. The more it will sink you deeper and deeper under my control. Isn't that nice, Bo-"

I stopped speaking as he shuddered violently for a few moments. I was concerned, until I noticed a spot forming in the split of his pants.

I stared, shocked. I made him orgasm just by saying that. He collapsed and my feet, badly still twitching every few moments, with an expression of pure bliss on his face.

"Yes, Master."

I hope everyone enjoyed! Frankly I had run out of ideas and had a lot to do in general when I last updated; a long time has passed and I thought into it more last night and I'm pretty sure I know where I want to take this now. I think I have 2-3 chapters left.

Please let me know what you think! Encouragement is always nice.