Chapter 154: You Can Do This
Chapter 154: You Can Do This
Chapter 154: You Can Do This
Nelson
“Who proposed to whom?” The question interrupted my perverted thoughts.
“And how did it happen?” I had to use all my self-control not to laugh at this one.
“Lucious was the one who did.” I swiftly intervened. It feels extremely weird to call him by his first name but I am thinking master in my head so that makes it kind of okay.
“It was very romantic and very simple. He invited me to the restaurant where we had our first date and popped the question during dessert.”
“Were you surprised?” The journalist asked. Well not really since it was the second time.
“Extremely.” I lied swiftly. And to make it look like the perfect picture I added.
“I cried a hoy, I must admit.”
“Ans from what I understood, you had a simple and intimate wedding?”
“Yes, we didn't want to make a big fuss about it.” My master answered.
“Besides, inviting my family was out of the question.”
“I guess it is a good time to speak about your relationship with your father then.” She muttered.
“If I wish, I can't deny my father is an abusive and very homophobic person. I feel extremely ashamed to be part of his family. My childhood hasn't been an easy one but mostly, he kicked me out of the h when I was still a teenager and came out as gay. As the CEO of Moreli's industry. I will strive to make up for his behavior and that of people like him. That's we will give substantial donations to NGOs and foundations supporting young lesbian or gay people thrown out of their home and finding them new places to live. I was lucky to have some other family members who took me in but not everyone confronted the same hardship.”
Of course, the primary goal of this interview is to give some free advertising to his cinoaku and reassurance. There are still some people there to reassure after the whole disaster concerning the arrest of the previous CEO. They continue to talk about the company's new engagement in supporting LGBT rights before they shift to the way my master envisioned the future of the company. He is extremely at ease during the whole interview and seems to be already on top of things. At least, from an outside point of view. Then the journalist asked me questions about my research and how exactly I worked on it and what exactly I proved. I try to explain it to her in the simplest way, show her my office or my notebooks. I am a bit hesitant at first to say too much about myself but a few warm smiles from my master help me to loosen up a bit. Afterwards, they took a few pictures which means we changed outfits three times.
“I think I have got all that I need.” She concludes when they have finished with the photographs.
“There is just another subject I would like to tackle but I am not sure if you are willing.”
There we go with the hardest part.
“If you are talking about the very insensitive picture we can find on some trashy website right now. Nelson would like to tell the story behind it.” My master replied.
“We have one condition though.” He added.
“I am listening.”
“We would like the interview to be videotaped and posted on your website. We would prefer it to be the most natural possible, so no editing and you can ask any questions you would like, as long as you remain tactful of course.” They explained to me it would be the best way to own the story and divert the attention from the other one. I am nervous as hell because I will mostly be the one talking.
“I can certainly agree to do that.” She replied eagerly. We take back our place on the couch while they set up some projectors and cameras.
“You can do this, baby.” My master whispered.
“Imagine each time I squeeze your thigh like this.” He continued, demonstrating what he was saying.
“I am saying good boy and think about the reward you will get when they leave.” He added huskily. I quickly cross my legs to hide my erection. This man is just impossible.
“Are you ready to begin?” This journalist interrupted us.
“Yes,” I replied with as much confidence as I could muster.
“Good then, I am now inside the fabulous apartment of Lucious, the new CEO of Moreli's industry. Sitting with him and his husband, the scientist genius, Nelson Rockwell.”
Scientist genius, really?
“They have agreed to answer my questions today, so let's dig immediately into the most sulfurous subject. Nelson, a very graphic picture of you has been posted on various websites yesterday. How do you have to respond to that?”
Talk about broaching the subject bluntly. Feeling the hand of my master on my thigh, I take a deep breath and begin the speech I had prepared in my head.
“Thanks for letting me say my side of the story today.” I began, stuttering a little.
“It is true that the picture you mentioned can be found all over the internet, with various comments implying I am a kind of whore selling my body to my husband or being some kind of sex slave to him.” With my anger rising at the mention of those, my voice quickly gained confidence.
“All of this is false.” I continued, bracing myself for what is coming next.
“This is the picture of rape.”
It isn't as hard to say it as before, perhaps because I have shared the story so many times now. It is by no means a picnic in the park but at least, I can do it. The hand squeezing my thigh helps a lot too.
“On it there is a man in front of me, one behind my back and there is a third one who is taking it. They assaulted me in a nightclub two years ago and abused me repeatedly.”
I can't help my eyes from watering a bit but this is for the best. I hate that the weaker I sound or appear, the more impact this video is going to have. People have just no right to intrude in my personal life like this, but this is to help my Master's company and my friends at the club. So, I will just bear with it.
“I won't say their names on this video but I can give them to you privately so that you can check that they were all arrested for what they did and that I am not just throwing random accusations.” I kept going.
“This has left me deeply traumatized.”
At this point, my master is just squeezing my thigh repeatedly, each of his pinches making a warm feeling course through me as I imagine him calling me good boy.
“I had nightmares about it for two years, I could barely sleep at night and I am very ashamed to admit it. I had a problem with alcohol. This was until I met this gorgeous man, who had helped with my addiction and my sleep problem, forced me to see a therapist but most of all, he showered me with his love. Without his support, I would still be the same mess I was a few months ago and I certainly wouldn't have managed to prove my research like I did. What he helped me with is just beyond money and I will be forever grateful to him.”
By now, I am not the only one with tears in their eyes, pretty much everyone is shedding one or more. My master is looking at me with so much pride and adoration that I might combust on the spot but every word I said was true.
“Since there are some that will always believe that you only marry a rich man for his wealth, I will donate the one million prize I will get for my research to an organization helping rape victims. That is all I had to say.” I concluded in a very soft voice.
“Well, thank you very much, Nelson. This was enlightening.” The journalist responded after the longest silence.
The video that was taken during the interview was shared several millions of times. To say it successfully quieted all the nasty rumors would be an understatement. It literally crushed them, the website which published the picture of me put them down and even sent an apology which was a first for some of them. The scandal was obliterated before it fully grew. My friends all expressed their support one way or another and mature Gideon told me he felt honoured to have a submissive like me as a member of his club. Callan showered me with hugs and kisses, all the submissive at the club looked at me with a newfound respect. Eddy called me to congratulate me and told me I got some serious balls to do that. Liam had tears in his eyes when he praised me for my courage.
My family was more supportive than I would have thought. They were sad that they never told me about my problem but mostly happy I have found a way to solve them and grow into a better person.