on June 24, 2013
I have been in a more frequent contact as of late with two prospective submissive that I have known for awhile. One of them is an older white guy who has a definite knack for submission. The other is a younger guy still older than Me yet younger than most. The initial meeting was supposed to consist of both of them serving at the same time when a last minute fuck up took the second boy out of the equation. To be honest I was pissed because hey, I want what I want when I want it. The other boy was still there to serve as he came exactly when he was commanded to do. I made him change from his street clothes into a loin cloth as he is not worthy to bear clothing as he is not human.
I do not under any circumstances perform anal sex so he was commanded to plug himself as well as lock that cock up (chastity) because of course there would be no use for it. I then got the toy bag out. what do I said with My mind running like exlax through a digestive system. I decided on some wrist and ankle cuffs as well as a hood to cover the face of the animal and finished off with a leather collar and leash. The animal was then led to My sitting area and commanded to remain on its knees. My day at work was not a had done yet under the circumstances I was going to prove a point. The animal was then used as a foot stool for about two and a half hours. In the time I rested My feet on the back of the animal I was finally able to relax play the video game ( hey fuck you lol I am still 26) for the first time in awhile. After playing about 3 straight games MY yahoo messenger went through the roof with messages inquiring about the animal that was entertaining ME. Usually I'd rip one a new hole for being so nosy but them again the animal was an animal. I began to interview prospectives because hey I had the time and I had the footstool to relax on.
The interview process went very well as the prospective seemed to have the same traits I was looking for in a slave. There was a window to pop up with a message fro the other slave that was supposed to be there explaining the circumstances of his absence. The circumstances warranted a pass as it was both out of both of O/our control. I then made it understandable that his consideration was now on an on-call three strike rule. If he should fail after the third strike then he would be discommunicated. he readily complied and I went on with My life. My phone rang and lo and behold its one of My best friends. I pick up the phone and he asks what In doing? I began laughing and he says and I quote 'You must have one of those bitch boys over there' I laughed even harder and confirmed that I was in fact with a bitch boy and kicking a set of balls as We spoke. He laughed harder and I kicked harder. The bitch boy moaned and groaned under My size 11's and We laughed and laughed and laughed. I got bored again and stepped on his face again and again and again as he just laid there like a good bitch boy thanking Me for every moment. I then grabbed his leash and place him over this nice little contraption I fabricated ( its crude but it works) and cuffed him to the handles. I gave him a swift kick to the ass to make sure the plug was in secure. and pulled out a few weapons of ass destruction.
My friend is still on the phone laughing his ass off. I told him I was thinking of a number between one and ten he says 6 I give the boy six lashes across the ass. My friend is laughing so hard he is coughing and sounds like he is going to fall out. The animal thanks Me again per the instructions given to him at the beginning of the night. I then up the ante and ask the question again this time raising the number up to 15. My friend says 8 and 8 is what the boy got he thanks Me again as the laughter continues. I get tired of looking at him and tells him to get his shit and get out. I instructed him that he was to keep the chasity on and he had no choice as I had the key anyway. he then left out the door thanking Me a final time for having him at My leisure. My friend is Still on the phone and he begins to tell ME how much of a sick SOB I am and I just laughed and agreed. I sat back down and after a few more minutes got off the phone and turned My laptop off because tomorrow would be a new day of experience for someone. The next day I had a breezy day at work the early weather was great and the little drizzle in the after want bad.
I had been in contact with the slave who failed to show the night before and he was given his orders for the evening. he picked Me up from work and W/we made O/our way to My 'House of Worship'. After entering there was no time to waste no time to bullshit around with I told it. it instantly understood My words and lowered itself to the floor. I had no reason to instill bondage nor chastity as this boy would learn a lesson he would never forget. In previous conversations he has always mentioned how his fetishes have always centered around objectification which served ME well yet I always chose to know more. he also spoke on how he was not a masochist at all. I chose to poke and prod it at everry level yet he seemed to have this as a hard limit yet I believed that in real time his mind set would be different. I never spoke on the issue of masochism again. While he lowered himself I chose to teach him a lesson for not being there the night before (its the principle) by kicking off My shoes and resting My sweaty fresh from work feet on his face. The little puke was getting off and attempted to touch his nipples. I reached out with My cane and gave his hand a quick rap and he immediately lowered it. He then laid there for about 45 minutes and he reached again. I laughed and wacked his wack again. I then told him next time he is going to pay for it. it was down there for about another 30 minutes when he reached again and when I say something I mean it. I went to My toy bag and got out a few clothes pins. I took the clothespins and attached them to his nipples as he moaned in pain yet as I told it that was not pain but you going deeper into your submission where your painbeings pleaure because it is My pleasure. it readily agreed and continued to await what I had in store for it.
I do not under any circumstances perform anal sex so he was commanded to plug himself as well as lock that cock up (chastity) because of course there would be no use for it. I then got the toy bag out. what do I said with My mind running like exlax through a digestive system. I decided on some wrist and ankle cuffs as well as a hood to cover the face of the animal and finished off with a leather collar and leash. The animal was then led to My sitting area and commanded to remain on its knees. My day at work was not a had done yet under the circumstances I was going to prove a point. The animal was then used as a foot stool for about two and a half hours. In the time I rested My feet on the back of the animal I was finally able to relax play the video game ( hey fuck you lol I am still 26) for the first time in awhile. After playing about 3 straight games MY yahoo messenger went through the roof with messages inquiring about the animal that was entertaining ME. Usually I'd rip one a new hole for being so nosy but them again the animal was an animal. I began to interview prospectives because hey I had the time and I had the footstool to relax on.
The interview process went very well as the prospective seemed to have the same traits I was looking for in a slave. There was a window to pop up with a message fro the other slave that was supposed to be there explaining the circumstances of his absence. The circumstances warranted a pass as it was both out of both of O/our control. I then made it understandable that his consideration was now on an on-call three strike rule. If he should fail after the third strike then he would be discommunicated. he readily complied and I went on with My life. My phone rang and lo and behold its one of My best friends. I pick up the phone and he asks what In doing? I began laughing and he says and I quote 'You must have one of those bitch boys over there' I laughed even harder and confirmed that I was in fact with a bitch boy and kicking a set of balls as We spoke. He laughed harder and I kicked harder. The bitch boy moaned and groaned under My size 11's and We laughed and laughed and laughed. I got bored again and stepped on his face again and again and again as he just laid there like a good bitch boy thanking Me for every moment. I then grabbed his leash and place him over this nice little contraption I fabricated ( its crude but it works) and cuffed him to the handles. I gave him a swift kick to the ass to make sure the plug was in secure. and pulled out a few weapons of ass destruction.
My friend is still on the phone laughing his ass off. I told him I was thinking of a number between one and ten he says 6 I give the boy six lashes across the ass. My friend is laughing so hard he is coughing and sounds like he is going to fall out. The animal thanks Me again per the instructions given to him at the beginning of the night. I then up the ante and ask the question again this time raising the number up to 15. My friend says 8 and 8 is what the boy got he thanks Me again as the laughter continues. I get tired of looking at him and tells him to get his shit and get out. I instructed him that he was to keep the chasity on and he had no choice as I had the key anyway. he then left out the door thanking Me a final time for having him at My leisure. My friend is Still on the phone and he begins to tell ME how much of a sick SOB I am and I just laughed and agreed. I sat back down and after a few more minutes got off the phone and turned My laptop off because tomorrow would be a new day of experience for someone. The next day I had a breezy day at work the early weather was great and the little drizzle in the after want bad.
I had been in contact with the slave who failed to show the night before and he was given his orders for the evening. he picked Me up from work and W/we made O/our way to My 'House of Worship'. After entering there was no time to waste no time to bullshit around with I told it. it instantly understood My words and lowered itself to the floor. I had no reason to instill bondage nor chastity as this boy would learn a lesson he would never forget. In previous conversations he has always mentioned how his fetishes have always centered around objectification which served ME well yet I always chose to know more. he also spoke on how he was not a masochist at all. I chose to poke and prod it at everry level yet he seemed to have this as a hard limit yet I believed that in real time his mind set would be different. I never spoke on the issue of masochism again. While he lowered himself I chose to teach him a lesson for not being there the night before (its the principle) by kicking off My shoes and resting My sweaty fresh from work feet on his face. The little puke was getting off and attempted to touch his nipples. I reached out with My cane and gave his hand a quick rap and he immediately lowered it. He then laid there for about 45 minutes and he reached again. I laughed and wacked his wack again. I then told him next time he is going to pay for it. it was down there for about another 30 minutes when he reached again and when I say something I mean it. I went to My toy bag and got out a few clothes pins. I took the clothespins and attached them to his nipples as he moaned in pain yet as I told it that was not pain but you going deeper into your submission where your painbeings pleaure because it is My pleasure. it readily agreed and continued to await what I had in store for it.
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