The Silver Leash
The Silver Leash, Part 14
by All These Roadworks
THE SILVER LEASH, PART 14
Story by All These Roadworks (2024).
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Only moments ago, Jake had been in control of Madison, pinning her to his bed, kissing her, biting her, slapping her.
But by the time he was done telling her about Daniela, she was swatting him on the back of the head again and calling him an idiot.
“Seriously, what were you thinking?” she said, her eyes wide with disbelief.
“What?” said Jake. “I did what we talked about!”
She flicked him on the forehead with a finger. “Hello, is there even a single brain cell at home in there?”
Jake pushed her away, and seriously considered trying to pin her to the bed again. “Quit it,” he protested. “I don’t get what you’re mad about.”
“Think about it, Jake,” said Madison. “If you’d given Daniela a kink for being submissive, that would be one thing. Lots of girls are submissive. They lead very happy lives. But that’s not what you did, is it?”
“Isn’t it?” asked Jake, confused.
“No,” said Madison. “You gave her a very *specific* kink. You made her get off on pleasing *you*. Just you. Jake Niles.”
“So?” asked Jake, still rubbing his forehead where she had flicked him.
“So what are you going to do when you’re done with her, Jake?” said Madison. “She has that kink for life now. You can’t delete it without risking harm to her mental health, remember? You could dump her next week and move to another country, and she’s still going to be fantasising about pleasing you thirty years later.”
“Oh,” said Jake, suddenly understanding. “Fuck.”
“Yes,” said Madison, smugly. “Fuck. Exactly.”
Jake thought about it.
“Fuck,” he said again.
And he meant it. Not only because he hadn’t intended that to be the consequence - but also because he found that he genuinely *liked* Daniela. He had already been wrestling with guilt over using his powers to mind control an innocent girl, but now Madison had brought the full scope of his mistake into view.
Madison looked at him expectantly.
“I’ll… figure something out,” said Jake. “You’re right, this is fucked. I’ll need to…”
Only he didn’t know what he could do.
The full depth of his chagrin must have been visible on his face, because Madison’s smug look melted, and changed to one of compassion.
“I know it’s hard, Jake,” she said. “But this is why we need to be careful, okay?”
Jake nodded. He had a lump in his throat.
“Anyway, you’ve got time,” said Madison. “You’re not breaking up with her any time soon, right? You still need her.”
“Yes,” said Jake.
He paused, and then asked a question. He was worried it might be a bad idea to ask, but after Amy he felt he had to.
“How do you feel about it?” he asked her. “Me having Daniela submit to me? Show me her tits and kiss me?”
Madison laughed. “Why would I care?” she said. “I don’t give two shits who my dumb-ass cousin screws around with. It’s Amy you should be worried about.”
But there was a brittle note in her voice as she said it that didn’t entirely reassure Jake.
“Actually,” said Jake. “I’ve fixed that for Amy.”
Madison’s eyes widened with sudden surprise and worry.
“Consensually!” Jake said quickly, hands out to ward off another flick or slap. “It was her idea! She wanted me to, I guess, make non-monogamy a kink for her, so she wouldn’t be jealous? So now she likes it when I’m into other girls. It makes her hot.” He paused, and then added, “So she’d be okay with what we just did, for instance. She’d want to hear about it.”
“Jake,” said Madison, her voice angry. “That is absolutely…”
Then she paused.
“You know what? I can’t really see a problem with that,” she said, in a surprised voice. “That’s actually… kind of creative.” She laughed - with that brittle sound in her voice again. “It’s a shame you can’t do that to me.”
“Couldn’t I do it if you… consented?” said Jake. “Like, let me in?”
Madison pushed him, making him roll onto his back. “Fuck off,” she laughed. “I’m not letting *you* into my head, for any reason. But I’ll give you points for trying. Anyway, like I said, I don’t care. You can fuck half your school, for all I care, as long as you don’t use the silver leash to force them.”
But Jake wasn’t entirely convinced.
He decided to change the subject.
“How’s *your* part of the plan going?” he asked.
To Jake’s surprise and delight, Madison blushed a little.
“It’s fine,” she said.
“What does that mean?” he asked. “Are you working on Gwen’s boyfriend or not?”
“Of course I am,” said Madison. “I followed him from your school to a shopping mall last week and bumped into him like I’d never seen him before. And he took one look at me, and his cock got hard - because he’s an 18-year-old troll who thinks with his dick so of *course* it did - and that’s all it took. I used the silver leash. Now he’s got an obsession with the idea of fucking me.”
Jake furrowed his brows. “How is that in any way different from what I did?”
“The difference is that Isaac is pond scum, not a perfectly innocent schoolgirl,” said Madison. “Just before I bumped into him he was bullying these two younger kids. He called one a faggot and pushed him down a flight of stairs, and the other kid was black, so I won’t repeat what he called *that* kid. And that’s clearly something he does on a daily basis. I don’t give even a single shit whether he spends the rest of his life jerking off to a fantasy he can never fulfil.”
A thought occurred to Jake.
“But you’re attracted to him,” he said, a smirk creeping across his face. “You saw him do that, and you were *still* attracted to him, or else you wouldn’t have been able to use the leash.”
He was too slow to stop Madison punching him on the shoulder.
“Don’t mouth off with me,” she warned.
“Don’t mouth off with me, *sir*,” corrected Jake, still smirking.
That earned him another punch.
“He’s got a smoking body, okay?” said Madison. “Like, abs to here, and a six-pack that you will *never* possess, Jake. He’s a shit, but he’s a very *shiny* shit, and yeah, he’s hot.”
She laughed. “Besides, don’t get prim and proper with me. You get hard for the idea of shoving your teen dick into Gwen Love, right? Even though she’s Satan’s handmaid? Or are you going to go flaccid when it comes time to leash her?”
Jake didn’t have to think about that. The thought of raping Gwen - or of mind controlling her - was making him hard right then and there.
“No,” he said. “I get it.”
“Good,” said Madison.
She shrugged. “Anyway, I’ve met him a few times since then, and he’s… really into me. He’s already sneaking around behind Gwen’s back to see me. Soon I should be able to reel him in, get him to betray Gwen in the hope of getting to fuck me. Maybe we can get access to her phone, or her social media passwords, or something.”
“Are you actually going to fuck him?” asked Jake. And he felt that spike of jealousy again, that he had felt when Madison first proposed this plan.
“God, no,” said Madison. “I might let him cop a feel again or something, but there’s no way I’m letting his dick anywhere near me.”
Jake narrowed his eyes. “Again?”
Madison blushed. “Oh, well,” she said, almost mumbling. “Last time we met, we kissed, and he groped me a bit…”
Jake had a sudden fantasy of punching Isaac right in the nose.
“Did you have fun?” he asked, and he was unable to keep a bitter note out of his voice.
“It wasn’t my choice, okay?” said Madison. “Isaac is… aggressive. He pinned me to a wall and started kissing me, and then I couldn’t tell him to stop. He kind of ripped my shirt, getting it open. Had his hands all over my tits. We were in public, at the mall, and there were people looking. It was embarrassing. I honestly thought for a moment that he was going to go all the way, and pull my pants off as well, right there in the mall…”
A vivid image flashed into Jake’s head - of Madison, butt naked, being raped in public in a mall, moaning and struggling.
Jake’s cock was rock hard. He was aware he was leaking pre-cum into his underwear. And at the same time he felt choked with rage towards Isaac.
His head began to throb.
And as it did so he became aware of the ember in Madison - the spark of her arousal. He could see it. He could feel it.
There was no barrier in the way. He could touch it. He could… change it. He could *control* it.
Immediately he jerked back, trying to shut down his power, sickened by the implication of what he had just sensed.
Madison, who had never for a second shown even a crack in the barrier of her confidence around him, was now vulnerable.
She had just told him she had been sexually assaulted - and Jake was getting horny and jealous?
“Fuck, Madison,” he said. “I’m sorry. He shouldn’t have… I mean, you shouldn’t have had to…”
He paused, and swallowed. “Maybe we just drop that part of the plan,” he suggested.
Madison laughed - the kind of laugh that covers other emotions - and said, “Hell no. I know what I’m doing. I’m going to wrap this rapey douchebag around my little finger and get him to sell out his girlfriend.”
She reached out, and Jake flinched, expecting a punch, but she was just resting her hand on his shoulder.
“Thanks for being concerned,” she said - and there was a raw genuineness in that statement that Jake had never heard from her before. “But I’m going to be okay. Let’s just get this done, all right?”
And Jake was reassured…, but not convinced.
“Look, if you’re meeting Isaac alone somewhere, maybe… just let me know about it?“ asked Jake. “Where you’re going to be, and when? In case something happens?”
“What are you now, my daddy?” smirked Madison. “Are you going to chase him down the street with a baseball bat if he disrespects me?” She sighed. “But fine. I’ll text you if I’m going to be alone with him. It’s nice that you care, I guess.”
“Thank you,” said Jake.
But the mention of “daddy” had reminded him of one more thing he wanted to ask her.
“Madison,” he said, “I know you said you didn’t want to discuss it before, but… what happened to my father? You implied that he had this power, and that you knew something about why he left.”
She looked at him.
“That’s a big topic, Jake,” she said, “with potentially big emotions. Is that really something you want to know?”
“If not now, then I don’t know when,” said Jake. “Please, Madison - he’s my dad. And I feel like there’s some big secret that everyone’s keeping from me. My mom hardly ever discusses him, and then today out of nowhere she tells me that he used to fuck around with other women and have threesome. And no one has ever told me why he left.”
Madison thought about it for a while. She was silent long enough that Jake thought that maybe she hadn’t heard him properly.
But then she finally answered.
“You know how I keep telling you you have to use the silver leash responsibly?” she asked.
Jake nodded.
“Well, your father… didn’t,” Madison said. “And he hurt a lot of people, including your mother. I mostly know this from *my* mother, but… I saw a little of it myself, when I was younger. He did things to your mother - twisted her sexuality right up, until there was nothing left of her but sex and submission. He made her his toy.”
Jake felt like he had been punched in the gut. She was saying that his father had raped his mother - and not just raped her body, but raped her *mind*, changing her personality and her sexuality to fit his whims.
“Holy shit,” he breathed.
“In the end he had to be stopped,” said Madison. “And some people from my side of the family - people with the leash - stopped him. I don’t know a lot about how - they kept that from me.”
“Did they… kill him?” asked Jake.
Madison shook her head. “I don’t think so. I got the sense that he… just left. Went away. Or they *made* him go away. And maybe they did something to him, so that he couldn’t hurt people anymore. I’m not sure.”
“And what about mom?”
“She was a mess,” said Madison. “You were too young to remember, but she wasn’t looking after you. She refused to wear clothes. She would just lie in bed and masturbate and cry because your dad wasn’t there to slap her and beat her tits and tell her what to do.”
“But… she’s not like that now,” said Jake. “And the silver leash is forever, isn’t it?”
Then a thought occurred to him. “Unless…”
Madison nodded. “My family deleted the leashes. Like I said, it is *so* dangerous - but she wasn’t able to live properly without your dad. She was going to literally starve to death because he wasn’t there to command her to eat. So they took a risk. And they were super-careful, and… they got lucky. She was *mostly* fine.”
“Mostly,” said Jake, in a flat voice.
“You understand, right?” said Madison. “She doesn’t date anymore. She’s just not interested. She’s asexual. When they cut out the leashes, they cut out her sexuality entirely. And they got damned lucky that she was still able to be happy and caring and such an excellent mother once they were done. My mother said they figured the odds were about 70% that your mom would become suicidal once they cut the leashes. They really lucked out.”
Jake took a long, deep breath.
“Wow,” he said.
“Absolutely,” agreed Madison. She peered at him. “Are you okay?”
“I don’t know,” said Jake. “That’s… a lot.”
“I’m sorry you had to know that about your dad,” said Madison. “Or picture your mom going through all that. But you did ask.”
“I know,” said Jake. “And I’m glad you told me. Just… wow.”
Madison shuffled over to him on the bed, until they were shoulder to shoulder.
“Are you going to be okay?” she asked him.
“Yes,” said Jake. “But it might take a bit.”
A smile threatened to creep across her face.
“Would seeing my tits again help?” she asked.
“It couldn’t hurt,” said Jake quickly.
And so she pulled open her blouse, and pulled down her bra.
And, as it happened, it really did help.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Apologies, I don’t mean to imply that asexual people who haven’t been subject to mind control are in any way broken. In this case, Jake’s mother wasn’t born ace, didn’t choose to be ace, and has become ace as a result of (effectively) magic. She’s broken in the sense that she’s not what she would have been (or would have chosen to have been) had people not non-consensually fucked with her brain using mind control. There is no real-world parallel to this situation.
But please also understand that everything in this chapter is being explained by a 21-year-old who - despite her seniority to Jake - actually has quite limited sexual experience herself, and she’s passing on things that were explained to her by others. Don’t consider this as the author’s definitive statement on the matter.
I have a number of ace friends, and one ace kink partner, each with quite a different version of asexuality. If I wanted to do ace representation, I’d do it. This is not intended to be ace representation, it’s intended to be a young person explaining in shorthand that the consequences of the Silver Leash can be extreme and can change people in fundamental ways.