Once in the car, Ryan seemed pissed off and uninterested in me. I drove to His house and He hopped out, saying "Later." Not even calling me names or spitting on me. Loneliness crushed in on me and I had a hard time leaving His house and heading home. I made it a few hours before I texted, only saying "I really am sorry, Sir." I hoped for a response but didn't get one. I was still disappointed.
I sent myself to bed without dinner and slept poorly. Waking up early, I decided to head to the gym since I did have those orders. I ran to the gym and all these emotions overwhelmed me being back where Ryan defended me but I knew I had made a mistake. My workout really sucked so I decided to go to work for some OT after running home. Luckily my mind turned off and I got a lot done. The next day the boss sent me to another site but stopped by with another spot award for my hard work. He say how despondent I was and asked if I was OK. I lied and said yes; in the end he gave me a hundred bucks for the good job I had been doing.
On the way home, I drove by Ryan's house. I knew it was a mistake and an excuse, but His truck wasn't there so I left the hundred dollars under His mat, sticking out so He'd hopefully see it. I was listless around the house until later that night when I got a text from Ryan! "Good boy," was all it said but gave me motivation to keep working hard for Him. And I did -- over the course of the next few days I put in 12-14 hour days at various sites, getting another spot award. Ryan was there one day and just said, "Hey" which about broke me. I left cash from the award in His truck. I was basically just nibbling at whatever food was at the job site, working tons of hours, giving Him all my cash and going to the gym religiously -- trying to please Him.
As I headed to my car, I heard Ryan's voice: "Hold up!" He came trotting up, almost chasing me. My breath caught, seeing His beauty and power then feeling His presence so close. "Look faggot, I know I've treated you tough but I have to be able to trust you. Keep up the good work." I blushed, mumbling yes Sir and looking at His feet. His strong hand tussled my hair and I just fucking melted.
"I left some cash in Your truck Sir," I said, trying to hold back tears and begging and declarations of undying love for Him. He grinned big and I swear to God His big cock started growing. He told me to leave my car there and get in His truck, where He quickly pocketed the cash, His cock now fully hard. "Thank You Sir," I said and He just gave me a quick winning grin as He put the truck in drive and told me not to thank Him yet.
We went to the sex store. I was tired and sore and dirty from the hard work but I was put in the booth and told to suck cock and swallow cum. Ryan stood in the hall, telling guys that they had to be hung big -- 8-1/2 inches or bigger -- to get a blow job because I needed the practice. Otherwise it was twenty bucks which a few guys actually paid. I lost track of the cocks I sucked or the money He made, but He did tell me He wanted me to practice with supervision. The salesgirl was back and flirting with Ryan; they ended up in the room with me, her on her knees sucking His big cock. I was so upset it wasn't me sucking Him but He did seem to enjoy it -- maybe a little too much. He said it was the best blowjob he'd ever had but she gave up after He didn't cum and her knees got sore. Once she left He came and said to me (while I was sucking a particularly large thick cock), "Yeah she wasn't nearly as good at that as you are, faggot. She didn't earn my cum. You will one day."
He shoves His hand down my pants and feels my cock which is soaked in precum. Tells the guy I'm sucking to cum fast, he needs his faggot for a minute. The guy shoots a big load and Ryan closes the glory hole panel after I clean off the big dick. He feeds me my own precum off His strong fingers and asks why I'm wet. "Being in Your presence Sir, seeing Your big cock. I can smell You Sir." I pant. He takes off His shirt and shoves it in my face. I inhale deeply and moan then He tells me to clean His pits. "THANK YOU SIR!" He asked if I liked sucking all those big dicks and I told Him honestly, "I loved that You were here Sir and it pleased You."
"Pits," He commands. I jump up and start licking His pits as He lifts His strong arms above His head. I sense His cock is rock hard in His pants as I sniff and lick both pits and across His chest, then down His abs to His treasure trail, my hand moving towards His big dick. "No boy" His low voice says, and I lick back up, denied His cock. I worked His pits more, in heaven but wanting that ultimate prize: His cum. And His big dick in my hungry hole.
"Strip," He said. I quickly complied and He told me, "I still like that cock cage on you faggot -- or should I call it a clit cage?" with a chuckle. I am uncomfortable as He is looking me over but He says "You've lost weight boy, you look better. Let's go get you something more appropriate to wear." I reach for my clothes and He shakes His head. Oh god, I have to walk around naked, just the clit -- I mean, cock cage -- on me! He loves humiliating me.
He makes a beeline for the mens underwear and I follow him, embarrassed and sweating, hoping this would be fast. It was not. He had me try on dozens of jockstraps and finally chose a couple for me then told me to go pay for them. I had to retrieve my wallet and suffered more humiliation walking across the store. I couldn't find Ryan when I went back then found Him in the leather section. He said "They overprice these things so much," rubbing His fingers along a studded leather collar. His dick was pumped huge. "Down boy!" He barked and I fell to all 4s. "Put the jockstrap on, idiot!" He yelled, and as I got up I saw His dick stretching His pants until it looked like the zipper would break. I slid on one of the jockstraps then hurried back to my hands and knees, ass up in the air.
SMACK! Ryan used the collar on my ass to whip me, immediately drawing moans from me and I'm sure putting red welts on my ass. I could feel the heat as He spanked all around my ass, sometimes bare-handed but mostly with the collar. I was vaguely aware of guys wandering over to watch, but I tried to focus on the floor and stay still. He spent long minutes hitting the same spot as I squirmed and had to will myself not to move. Tears were flowing and my ass was on fire when He took a break. "Hold still," He said and then "look at me." I looked up and see He has His phone out, clearly taking a video. "Did you like that, boy?" He asks.
"Yes Sir."
"Louder."
"YES SIR!!"
"Do you want more boy?"
"Sir, I only want to entertain You and please You and make You horny, so whatever You want," I said firmly.
Ryan grins huge and stops the video. He pets my hair and said, "you're a really good faggot but next time just say yes for the video." I smile at Him and He says "Let's go."
I grab my stuff from the other room, get dressed and meet Him at His truck. He says, "Using you has me so fucking horny boy. I'm gonna go out and have a couple of beers. You run over to the pet store and get a collar -- send me pictures to make sure it's hot -- and then run to my place. Key's under the mat." And with that He spits in my face with a smile and off I go, my head spinning.
I calmed down a bit on the run and tried to digest all that had just happened. I got to the pet store as they were closing so took a picture of the whole section of dog collars and sent it to Ryan. He immediately responding with "try on the biggest widest one." The manager was eyeing me ready to close up, but I had my orders and slipped on the biggest one. I send Ryan a picture and He made me try on 3 or 4 more He had seen in the picture. The manager came over and asked what I was doing and I told him I had lost a bet. He just smirked and laughed, telling me to hurry up as he went to clean up in the back.
While waiting for Ryan to get back to me about one of the collars I had tried on, I saw there was a machine to create a pet tag. I thought about how hot it would be and went to buy one in the shape of a dog bone. I had the machine engrave it with "Property of Master Ryan" and His phone number on one side. On the other I simply put "FAGGOT"
The manager saw this and laughed more, telling me I'd have to suck his dick if I stayed much longer. He wasn't attractive at all and I mumbled something about that not being allowed then bought all the collars Ryan seemed to like, planning to bring back whatever He didn't like. I ran to Ryan's house, letting myself in, and texted Him to let Him know. "Do pushups until I get back boy" was His response so I did a few hundred pushups, needing a lot of rest as my arms gave out multiple times.
I heard a truck pull up outside and was excited to see Him. Instead, I got a text saying "get in the bedroom closet boy and be fucking quiet. Hurry." I jumped up and made my way to the closest wondering what was going on. As I tried to settle in comfortably I heard a woman laughing and realized He had brought someone home. I was sad that someone else would get His big cock but happy I could at least hear and maybe watch.
They stumbled into the bedroom and Ryan flipped on the light so I could see clearly but the woman slurred, "that's really bright" so He shrugged, glanced my way and turned off the light. I could still see okay as my eyes adjusted -- and it was easy to figure out they were kissing and know she was rubbing His cock as I heard her gasp "holy fuck!" She sank to her knees and pulled it out, trying to suck and please Him but could get less than half of that monster in her mouth. Ryan told her He needed a hole but didn't have a rubber...she said she'd only gotten fucked in the ass once and that guy's cock was small. Ryan said He'd go slow and told her to get face down on the bed; He had to piss. She stripped down and laid face down, but He came and got me instead and pointed to her hole. I was shocked but had my orders -- I went over and started licking her little asshole. I did NOT want to but Ryan's rock hard cock was right next to me and He looked really happy so I ate and ate like it was His hole. She was moaning and writhing and finally said "shove it in me!"
Ryan pulled off His clothes and pushed me aside as He slid in her slowly, pointing me over to the corner where she wouldn't see me but I had a great silhouette view of His huge dick slowly breaking into her wet little asshole. She was whimpering in pain but wanted it, and my little dick was soaking my shorts. Ryan was picking up speed in her and I thought He was getting close -- and I was just fucking mesmerized by that big cock and sexy ass pumping away - when all of a sudden His whole body tensed. He shoved in deep and pumped load after load into her, her body pressed to the bed. Every detail was emblazoned on my brain as I felt myself close to cumming without even being able to get hard or touching it. He pinned her down and was waiting to calm down Himself when I heard Him start to whisper in her ear, "that's the biggest cock you'll probably ever get -- did you like it?" and of course she did. "Want that load licked out of your pucker/" and she just moaned in assent. "I have a slave who would love to do that, wouldn't you faggot?"
Holy shit! I was stunned and she wasn't sure if He was joking or not but I said "Yes Sir!" She just pushed her ass back against him and told him anything he wanted, so He slowly withdrew, kneeling with that huge still-hard dick throbbing over her ass, and pointed to her hole again. I crawled over and licked as deep as I could, trying desperately to get to His cum buried 9 or 10 inches deep. She was moaning like crazy, pushing her ass back, but in the end I wasn't sure if I could even taste His cum -- but definitely His precum.
"That's good, boy -- now clean off my big dick!" I didn't need to be told twice nor did I care that she watched me deepthroat Him as best I could -- far better than her -- and lick the last of His cum off His slit. "Go to bed boy," He said and I crawled to the end of the bed and laid on the floor. She laughed at me, curling up with Him as we all tried to get some sleep.