He's kept naked. He's not allowed to wear any clothing at all, has none in my house. The only thing he wears, and he wears it all the time, not allowed to even touch it, is a CB-6000 and metal collar. If I think he's touched it, played with him self through his chastity tube, he's whipped. When he's rewarded with my hand his wrists are secured either behind his back with locking cuffs or to the metal collar locked around his neck. I own his pathetic little penis. And it is little, never ceases to amuse me to see it push up out of his harness when I take that off of him. Eager little hard on waiting for my hand, he's always ready. No bigger than my little finger, looks so funny to see it stand up at attention when I have him stand in front of me, ask politely for his reward.
I reward him usually twice a month, rarely more. And only if he's done what he is supposed to do perfectly. He keeps my house in order. He does all the cooking, does all my cleaning and laundry. And he still does the accounting I need done for my business, that's what he was when I started using him like this, he's my accountant.
The part I like best is he only speaks when spoken too. I know he hates that, has things he wants to say to me at times. But he knows better. Frustrating him is a major turn on for me. To see his eyes look to the floor when I give him the 'look', look at him like I'm going to take him to his punishment room, such a turn on for me. He does not like going that that room. I know he fantasizes all the S&M things his dirty little mind can come up with but when it's actually happening he hates it. And I make sure he does.
That is what really turns me on. It always makes me want to fuck him right there on the spot, seeing him cry and beg. But punishment is a serious part of his life now and I have to take that into consideration. I don't mix sex with lesson time. If at all, it's to underscore his pathetic position. I don't use him for my pleasure when he's being punished, that's another of his responsibilities. I use him for my pleasure in so many ways.
He doesn't sleep with me, sleeps in his own room, his slave quarters. Although I use him in my bed he's never allowed to sleep there after. That little hole of his, that tight little boy-like ass, finds its way into my bed at least twice a day, sometimes more. I don't think there's been even one day that he's been a servant in my home that he has not been fucked at least twice. I get so turned on seeing him do his submissive thing I have to fuck him at least twice a day, can't help myself.
There are several things that lead to instant whipping and not being ready to be instantly taken, to not offer up his easily accessable rear is one of them. That's one of his major responsibilities, to keep his ass slippery and available, keep it ready. He keeps his hole lubricated with K-Y jelly. He's been trained to keep it ready for penetration but not to be messy, if I spread his cheeks and see any excessive lubricant he's whipped. And if I feel even a slight bit of resistance should I push a finger in fast, other than the normal tightness of his hole, if he's not 'wet and ready' when I push that finger or my cock into him, he's whipped. And I've had to do that just to underscore his duty to me, wanted to fuck him but let him think about his transgression restrained over the whipping horse in his punishment room crying instead.
That's part of why I don't use him for sex when he's being punished—I'm angry with him. When he displeases me it angers me greatly. Punishing him is, I must admit, a turn on. That gets me hot to, jacking off thinking about punishing him, knowing he's restrained and crying in my basement. Have to laugh when I see the panic and hear his begging and apology, him knowing there is nothing he can say or do to escape the trip to the basement. And I know he works hard to avoid it.
Only two other people know about him and his relationship to me. His ex-wife and a photographer friend of mine, she knows exactly what he is to me. My photo friend has seen him do many very dirty things, taken picture evidence of it. He knows I have a submissive to pose for pictures but doesn't know the full extent of his submission. I've let him use the slave for oral sex after a photo session but never his rear end. That belongs to me.
And what a beautiful rear end he has. He's small in stature, not short but fem like. He's in very good shape, that's part of his chore regimen too, stay tight and fit for me. His rear is what they call a bubble butt, round and firm. I can get his ass in one hand, comes in handy when I put him over my lap and spank him. And his hole is unbelievable. He's tighter and more fun to fuck than any woman I've ever been with. Incredibly tight, it's almost hard to get it into him even when lubricated. I love that about him. He is not completely comfortable with the size of my cock and I know he has discomfort when he's fucked in certain ways. That always causes him to tighten his hole, causes him to squirm. And that is the most erotic thing I've ever felt on my cock. When I hear that soft whimper like sound he makes when servicing me I know he'll grip the entire length of my cock and hold it tight. I told his ex-wife about that and she laughed so hard, said that his little dick never made her do that, said she was glad I'd found a use for him.
And he's baby smooth, another demand that leads to whipping if he's not. Run my hand over his butt, feels like a little girl. He's shaved smooth and soft top to bottom. When ever I come home, when ever I enter a room he's in, I always take time to run my hands over his legs, crotch and rear. He knows he's being inspected. Feel him tense when I walk to him, feel him tense when my hand goes to his naked body.
And he's good with oral too. He gives the best blowjob I've ever had. He lives to do that. That is another reward for him, being allowed to suck my cock. I remember the first time he did it, that's when I found out about his very dirty mind and his submissive side. Sucked my in my car in my business parking lot, he wasn't anything like he is now. He'll never go back to that, he's mine now.
"Come here, baby." He looks up from the floor. He's been standing in the corner, his eyes down turned, waiting for me to decide what's next for him this evening. He hurries to me, stands in front of me and looks back down at his feet, eyes to the floor.
"You may speak." I reach forward run my hand around behind him, cup his naked ass. "Did you miss, Daddy today?" I pet him, see him start to get excited, gently cup and squeeze his tight cheeks.
"Oh yes, you know I do. All I think about is being naked and in front of you." He looks at me as he speaks. I smile back up at him.
"I know. Want to put it in your mouth, baby?" I see his little dick start to strain at it's locked chastity harness, it's an instant reaction. I run my fingers up the crack of his rear.
"Oh yessss, please, you know it's all I think about, Daddy. Please...let me please you, Daddy...please..."
He's gushing. I let him do it. He keeps his hands at his sides, I know he wants to drop to his knees and start taking my pants down. I know what he wants.
I sit back in my chair. I feel myself get instantly rock hard looking at this total sissy bitch in front of me. I think about taking him to the basement and whipping him, turning the tables on him so to speak, but let that thought go.
"On your knees, baby, I'll let you do that for me." I stare at him as he kneels in front of me.
"Baby, do you know how many times I've let you do this for me, have any idea how many times I've cum in that mouth?" He looks at me, looks puzzled.
"At least every other day, sometimes days in a row, you know I'll never stop wanting to do this for you, many hundreds, maybe even thousands of times."
I laugh out loud, it scares him. "Probably thousands, baby." I undo my belt, unfasten my pants and pull them down just enough to expose the head of my cock. I'm hard, want to cum, pre-cum all over the tip of my dick. I ease up on the chair, let my pants and underwear go to my ankles, sit back down on the cushion. I stare at him. His penis has to hurt, it's straining at the CB-6000, see his little balls turn red. My erection is throbbing, red and standing straight up.
"Well?" I stare at him.
"Please, Daddy, please, please...let me suck you, please..." He begs as he's been trained to do, even a hint of insincerity on his part and it's a trip to the punishment room.
"Come on, what are you waiting for, baby? Put me in you mouth." I barely have time to snap my fingers when he moves toward me. He leans forward, feel his mouth close around me, feel that thing he does with the tip of his tongue across the head of it, up my hole...fuck, he's good at this!
"Oooooooooooo, fuck, oooo...you dirty little bitch. Don't you stop, yes!" And he does not stop. He'll suck me all night long if I let him, until his mouth is raw. I've never taken him to that point. But he's sucked me for over an hour, close to two. He lives for this. Completely submissive little cocksucker, and he's mine all mine. And he does drives me crazy, I think to myself as push my ass against the back of the chair. I just sit and watch him work to please me, do his job, so fucking hot!
I let him have his fun, how could I not? It feels so good! And he does take his time with the best oral technique, long slow full strokes, licking and sucking up the shaft. When I want to cum all I have to do is pat the back of his head firmly. He knows what I expect.
He makes a tight little suction cup between the roof of his mouth and his tongue, runs his tongue tightly all over the hole of my cock when he does that. He sucks hard, holds just the head of it in place and then starts to pump up and down rapidly, pushes the end of the head up against the back of his mouth as he does that. It's his best technique. He jacks me off like that. And when he does that I can not resist cumming, within minutes. I've tried, can't. It's the most erotic thing he does.
Tonight I do something he doesn't like, but I do. I pat the back of his head firmly, slap him, let him know it's time to milk me. And then I say what he doesn't want to hear.
"Don't you swallow, you swallow even a drop and I'll whip you." I push my back against the chair as I start to cum in his mouth. "Fuck, I never get tired of that mouth, baby...you sweet little bitch, you little cocksucker!"
I fill his mouth with cum, some drips out he hurries to catch it with his hands. He has to, any goes down his throat and he'll go to the basement.
When I finish I push his head away, push him off me. He goes back onto his knees and stares at the floor. His mouth is full of me, his cupped hands hold some of it too.
"Do you have things to do, chores unfinished?" He nods 'yes', looks to his hands. I pull my pants up. look at him as I zip and fasten my pants.
"Spit it into your hands, bitch." He does it instantly, spits my cum into his cupped hands. I stand.
"Rub it all over your face, you know how I like to look at you some times. And what do you say, baby?"
"Thank you, Daddy, thank you."
He smears my cum all over his face, across his mouth. He hurries to put his cum stained hands back at his sides as he kneels.
"You're very welcome." I walk passed him. "I'm through with you now."
He knows not to speak anymore. "Finish your work, laundry I think you were working on, ironing too. I'm going to fuck you later tonight. You listen for my bell ringing. I'll be in my room, don't want to be disturbed until then." I snap my fingers twice and watch him scurry to the basement stairs, to the laundry room.
I think to myself what a fantastically hot ass he has as he swishes along, it's like a woman's ass. But still male, like a young boy too, he's got some very hot and pornographic dirty pictures to prove that. I smile as I think about that, watch him go. Very hot indeed, I watch it wiggle as he walks to the stairs, see the fading welts across the backs of his legs just below his cheeks. Think to myself, I own that ass.
I feel my cock start to get hard again, just slightly, feel it in my pants. I think about going into the laundry room and just fucking him right there, right now. I decide to go upstairs and have a drink instead. I'll take care of that later tonight.
I reward him usually twice a month, rarely more. And only if he's done what he is supposed to do perfectly. He keeps my house in order. He does all the cooking, does all my cleaning and laundry. And he still does the accounting I need done for my business, that's what he was when I started using him like this, he's my accountant.
The part I like best is he only speaks when spoken too. I know he hates that, has things he wants to say to me at times. But he knows better. Frustrating him is a major turn on for me. To see his eyes look to the floor when I give him the 'look', look at him like I'm going to take him to his punishment room, such a turn on for me. He does not like going that that room. I know he fantasizes all the S&M things his dirty little mind can come up with but when it's actually happening he hates it. And I make sure he does.
That is what really turns me on. It always makes me want to fuck him right there on the spot, seeing him cry and beg. But punishment is a serious part of his life now and I have to take that into consideration. I don't mix sex with lesson time. If at all, it's to underscore his pathetic position. I don't use him for my pleasure when he's being punished, that's another of his responsibilities. I use him for my pleasure in so many ways.
He doesn't sleep with me, sleeps in his own room, his slave quarters. Although I use him in my bed he's never allowed to sleep there after. That little hole of his, that tight little boy-like ass, finds its way into my bed at least twice a day, sometimes more. I don't think there's been even one day that he's been a servant in my home that he has not been fucked at least twice. I get so turned on seeing him do his submissive thing I have to fuck him at least twice a day, can't help myself.
There are several things that lead to instant whipping and not being ready to be instantly taken, to not offer up his easily accessable rear is one of them. That's one of his major responsibilities, to keep his ass slippery and available, keep it ready. He keeps his hole lubricated with K-Y jelly. He's been trained to keep it ready for penetration but not to be messy, if I spread his cheeks and see any excessive lubricant he's whipped. And if I feel even a slight bit of resistance should I push a finger in fast, other than the normal tightness of his hole, if he's not 'wet and ready' when I push that finger or my cock into him, he's whipped. And I've had to do that just to underscore his duty to me, wanted to fuck him but let him think about his transgression restrained over the whipping horse in his punishment room crying instead.
That's part of why I don't use him for sex when he's being punished—I'm angry with him. When he displeases me it angers me greatly. Punishing him is, I must admit, a turn on. That gets me hot to, jacking off thinking about punishing him, knowing he's restrained and crying in my basement. Have to laugh when I see the panic and hear his begging and apology, him knowing there is nothing he can say or do to escape the trip to the basement. And I know he works hard to avoid it.
Only two other people know about him and his relationship to me. His ex-wife and a photographer friend of mine, she knows exactly what he is to me. My photo friend has seen him do many very dirty things, taken picture evidence of it. He knows I have a submissive to pose for pictures but doesn't know the full extent of his submission. I've let him use the slave for oral sex after a photo session but never his rear end. That belongs to me.
And what a beautiful rear end he has. He's small in stature, not short but fem like. He's in very good shape, that's part of his chore regimen too, stay tight and fit for me. His rear is what they call a bubble butt, round and firm. I can get his ass in one hand, comes in handy when I put him over my lap and spank him. And his hole is unbelievable. He's tighter and more fun to fuck than any woman I've ever been with. Incredibly tight, it's almost hard to get it into him even when lubricated. I love that about him. He is not completely comfortable with the size of my cock and I know he has discomfort when he's fucked in certain ways. That always causes him to tighten his hole, causes him to squirm. And that is the most erotic thing I've ever felt on my cock. When I hear that soft whimper like sound he makes when servicing me I know he'll grip the entire length of my cock and hold it tight. I told his ex-wife about that and she laughed so hard, said that his little dick never made her do that, said she was glad I'd found a use for him.
And he's baby smooth, another demand that leads to whipping if he's not. Run my hand over his butt, feels like a little girl. He's shaved smooth and soft top to bottom. When ever I come home, when ever I enter a room he's in, I always take time to run my hands over his legs, crotch and rear. He knows he's being inspected. Feel him tense when I walk to him, feel him tense when my hand goes to his naked body.
And he's good with oral too. He gives the best blowjob I've ever had. He lives to do that. That is another reward for him, being allowed to suck my cock. I remember the first time he did it, that's when I found out about his very dirty mind and his submissive side. Sucked my in my car in my business parking lot, he wasn't anything like he is now. He'll never go back to that, he's mine now.
"Come here, baby." He looks up from the floor. He's been standing in the corner, his eyes down turned, waiting for me to decide what's next for him this evening. He hurries to me, stands in front of me and looks back down at his feet, eyes to the floor.
"You may speak." I reach forward run my hand around behind him, cup his naked ass. "Did you miss, Daddy today?" I pet him, see him start to get excited, gently cup and squeeze his tight cheeks.
"Oh yes, you know I do. All I think about is being naked and in front of you." He looks at me as he speaks. I smile back up at him.
"I know. Want to put it in your mouth, baby?" I see his little dick start to strain at it's locked chastity harness, it's an instant reaction. I run my fingers up the crack of his rear.
"Oh yessss, please, you know it's all I think about, Daddy. Please...let me please you, Daddy...please..."
He's gushing. I let him do it. He keeps his hands at his sides, I know he wants to drop to his knees and start taking my pants down. I know what he wants.
I sit back in my chair. I feel myself get instantly rock hard looking at this total sissy bitch in front of me. I think about taking him to the basement and whipping him, turning the tables on him so to speak, but let that thought go.
"On your knees, baby, I'll let you do that for me." I stare at him as he kneels in front of me.
"Baby, do you know how many times I've let you do this for me, have any idea how many times I've cum in that mouth?" He looks at me, looks puzzled.
"At least every other day, sometimes days in a row, you know I'll never stop wanting to do this for you, many hundreds, maybe even thousands of times."
I laugh out loud, it scares him. "Probably thousands, baby." I undo my belt, unfasten my pants and pull them down just enough to expose the head of my cock. I'm hard, want to cum, pre-cum all over the tip of my dick. I ease up on the chair, let my pants and underwear go to my ankles, sit back down on the cushion. I stare at him. His penis has to hurt, it's straining at the CB-6000, see his little balls turn red. My erection is throbbing, red and standing straight up.
"Well?" I stare at him.
"Please, Daddy, please, please...let me suck you, please..." He begs as he's been trained to do, even a hint of insincerity on his part and it's a trip to the punishment room.
"Come on, what are you waiting for, baby? Put me in you mouth." I barely have time to snap my fingers when he moves toward me. He leans forward, feel his mouth close around me, feel that thing he does with the tip of his tongue across the head of it, up my hole...fuck, he's good at this!
"Oooooooooooo, fuck, oooo...you dirty little bitch. Don't you stop, yes!" And he does not stop. He'll suck me all night long if I let him, until his mouth is raw. I've never taken him to that point. But he's sucked me for over an hour, close to two. He lives for this. Completely submissive little cocksucker, and he's mine all mine. And he does drives me crazy, I think to myself as push my ass against the back of the chair. I just sit and watch him work to please me, do his job, so fucking hot!
I let him have his fun, how could I not? It feels so good! And he does take his time with the best oral technique, long slow full strokes, licking and sucking up the shaft. When I want to cum all I have to do is pat the back of his head firmly. He knows what I expect.
He makes a tight little suction cup between the roof of his mouth and his tongue, runs his tongue tightly all over the hole of my cock when he does that. He sucks hard, holds just the head of it in place and then starts to pump up and down rapidly, pushes the end of the head up against the back of his mouth as he does that. It's his best technique. He jacks me off like that. And when he does that I can not resist cumming, within minutes. I've tried, can't. It's the most erotic thing he does.
Tonight I do something he doesn't like, but I do. I pat the back of his head firmly, slap him, let him know it's time to milk me. And then I say what he doesn't want to hear.
"Don't you swallow, you swallow even a drop and I'll whip you." I push my back against the chair as I start to cum in his mouth. "Fuck, I never get tired of that mouth, baby...you sweet little bitch, you little cocksucker!"
I fill his mouth with cum, some drips out he hurries to catch it with his hands. He has to, any goes down his throat and he'll go to the basement.
When I finish I push his head away, push him off me. He goes back onto his knees and stares at the floor. His mouth is full of me, his cupped hands hold some of it too.
"Do you have things to do, chores unfinished?" He nods 'yes', looks to his hands. I pull my pants up. look at him as I zip and fasten my pants.
"Spit it into your hands, bitch." He does it instantly, spits my cum into his cupped hands. I stand.
"Rub it all over your face, you know how I like to look at you some times. And what do you say, baby?"
"Thank you, Daddy, thank you."
He smears my cum all over his face, across his mouth. He hurries to put his cum stained hands back at his sides as he kneels.
"You're very welcome." I walk passed him. "I'm through with you now."
He knows not to speak anymore. "Finish your work, laundry I think you were working on, ironing too. I'm going to fuck you later tonight. You listen for my bell ringing. I'll be in my room, don't want to be disturbed until then." I snap my fingers twice and watch him scurry to the basement stairs, to the laundry room.
I think to myself what a fantastically hot ass he has as he swishes along, it's like a woman's ass. But still male, like a young boy too, he's got some very hot and pornographic dirty pictures to prove that. I smile as I think about that, watch him go. Very hot indeed, I watch it wiggle as he walks to the stairs, see the fading welts across the backs of his legs just below his cheeks. Think to myself, I own that ass.
I feel my cock start to get hard again, just slightly, feel it in my pants. I think about going into the laundry room and just fucking him right there, right now. I decide to go upstairs and have a drink instead. I'll take care of that later tonight.