- Metamorphosis
I stand up and pull down my zipper. "I have to piss." Then I just keep standing there, dead serious. Waiting.
He opens his mouth. We're about to cross a line we've never crossed before. I'm sure this isn't anything new for him, but it's most definitely something new for us. Despite everything we've done over the years, despite all the times he's played the sub for me, he's never tasted my piss
Okay. The die is cast. I take out my cock. "Put it in your mouth. Hold the tip. Don't touch it with your tongue." It takes me a while to get my piss flowing. The longer it takes the more I can sense how determined he is to see this through, knowing full well that it will completely redefine the nature of our relationship. It's still not too late for him to change his mind.
But no. My piss begins to flow, filling his mouth for the first time. I stop myself. "Close your mouth. Do not swallow. Roll my piss around your tongue, faggot. Taste your Master."
There's no turning back now.
"Swallow." I watch the action of his throat. Tears flow from his eyes now.
I let it flow again. "Drink it down, slave. Gulp your Master's piss. Don't lose a drop of it or I'll beat you black and blue, faggot. From now on you are my toilet."
And so, we begin a new chapter in our lives and the job descriptions are going to be very different than what they were.
First and foremost, we're done playing games. Our roles will not be as fluid as they were in the past. One Murph had my piss in his belly his title had to change. Murph is now a slave. My slave.
I am the slave's Master and probably will be for the rest of our lives, and through every other paradigm shift that will occur over the years.
As Master, I write the script from now on. As slave, Murph is stripped of virtually everything that was part of his past life. As slave, Murph will never live with me full time, but only when it suits my purposes. Murph isn't the only sub I'm responsible for and he knows this.
As slave, Murph will now live in a furnished studio apartment not far from me. He has no need of much furniture or most home articles any longer. All of his accounts, social media, phone, etc., are cancelled with no explanation given. I will provide all of that for him, all the electronics and media, but it will all be in my name. Slaves own nothing, not even the clothes on their backs when they're allowed to wear clothing.
As slave, Murph will leave his current employment and will work for me. He is talented and knowledgeable about many things and I'm certainly not going to let that go to a waste. What is different, however, is that I will determine how those things will be used.
As slave, Murph's salary will come directly to me as well as all the money I took in selling his former possessions. As slave, every need will be provided by his Master. As slave, Murph will also be put to work in menial jobs for my friends and acquaintances. Houseboy, lawn boy, general servant in all ways. Weekends will be a good time for this to happen unless I have need of him for myself.
As slave, Murph will serve those I give him and he will be subject to their own methods of training and discipline.
Needless to say, this might seem a little extreme but, after all, this is fiction. However, think it through . . . especially if you've dreamed and fantasized about being a sub or slave . . . . . what do you think life will be like now for both Dom Dave and his slave Murph? What do you think a life like that would be for you?
Write and let me know your thoughts. subkodak25@gmail.com
THIS CONCLUDES THIS PART OF OUR STORY.
Things will continue in the next story, "Dave's boi Donovan"
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