This is the prospective first chapter of a series. If the response is good, I'll write more. So let me know if you like it!
Master ordered me to greet him on my knees, naked, as usual. When he arrived, I was wearing only my dog collar and chain, and I kissed his feet in homage to his superiority. When I looked up to him, he spit on my face, and told me, "hey faggot, lick my feet, you don't have permission to look at me." Only one possible answer: "yes SIR, thank you for correcting your faggot slave."
Then he grabbed my chain and pulled me roughly to me feet, and up the stairs to the bedroom, and he slapped my ass repeatedly as we went up. In the room, he ordered me to get back on my knees and to worship his feet. I did, immediately, and he kicked me in the balls. Again, "Thank you SIR, for honoring me by kicking me, SIR." Then he ordered me to put my hands beside my feet, underneath me, and he quickly and efficiently tied each hand to the foot on the same side.. Then he fixed each hand into a spreader bar, so I was in front of him, naked, my head on the floor, and my hands and feet tied under me. Then he started toughing my already hard cock, sometimes roughly, sometimes teasingly. I had been in chastity already for several days, and my cock reacted fast. And I thanked him for making me hard. Once I was good and horny, he stopped, and I cried out. Then my punishment training started for that day. As usual he recorded it, to make sure I he had power over me ...
Master has conditioned me to need beatings and torment from him. When he does it, I have to thank him for every stroke, and tell him how much I love him. It drives me wild, and now I can't even jerk off without imagining him beating me as I yell out, "Thank you, SIR.I love you, SIR". This mindfuck makes me emotionally his total slave. For me, loving him, needing him, needing humiliation and torment from him all go together. And nothing makes me hard faster. About once a month I am allowed to suck MASTER's big cock. Usually he does not give me the honor of swallowing his cum, but instead he just comes on the floor and makes me lick it up. And then of course I have to thank him again, and tell him how much I love him. And he makes sure I say it like I mean it, otherwise I am deprived of his cock. By doing this for several months now, he has made me his mind slave, I have no idea how I could stop loving him and needing punishment and humiliation from him. It's totally burned into my faggot slave mind. I dream about it. If I get hard or start to jerk off it's the first thing I think of. I can't help it. He has me totally by the balls.
Once he threatened me with leaving unless I paid him $1000. I have never moved so fast in my life, to go to the bank for the money. Being without him is torture, and he knows it. He says maybe one day he will fuck me, but I will have to pay him $10,000 first. And I will do it, as soon as I can save up the money.
(... to be continued ...)