Master Daddy Sir Rules my dickie By bamaboi2serve (bamaboi2serve@charter.net)
After i had been in service to Master Daddy Sir for a year, he had me brought to his quarters in display position in front of him.
"That really is a pathetic prick, slut. Does it ever get bigger bitch?" he demanded.
"Sir, it isn't hard right now, Sir," i said, looking down at the floor as required.
"So get it fucking hard, cunt! You have two minutes. Go!" He commanded.
i was obviously taken by surprise, since i had never before been ordered to be hard in His presence! i grabbed my dickie with my right hand and started pumping, but i could tell right away it wasn't going to work. i was so used to being aroused my the various tools He used on me, and of course, the few times when He fucked my cunt hole with his Massive Superior cock. But i kept trying, thinking of His cock, or having His sharp clamps on my faggot titties, but although i was a bit hard, it was not what He required.
"TIME!" He yelled as my little dickie pointed limply toward the floor.
"To become a true slave you MUST work on control of your tiny little dickie. My slaves always have control of the their boi dickies at all times. My slaves must be able to produce an erect little clit penis upon my command of 'hard' at any time! Do you get it bitch? He yelled.
"You must be able to get it hard with two touches! No more! From no on, when you are in my presence either kneeling or standing, you should always be hard and even precumming. it is a sign of deep respect that your tiny little clit salutes your Supreme Master, cunt! Do you understand???" He demanded .
"Sir, yes Sir!" i replied, wondering to myself how in the world i was going to learn this skill!
"If you can NOT be erect...like NOW cunt, then you will approach Your Master, lower your panties and humbly ask that your Master get you hard. Remember what a privilege it is to have Your Master even touch you!"
"My sissy will stand between my knees in display position while i check if your tiny little boi balls are full. Of course they should be full at all times as this is the first sign you have been obeying me and not cumming without permission. Master will grab your tiny little dickie and stroke it from the base to the head and it should instantly come alive!" he told me.
i was already in display position, so i moved forward to position myself between his massive muscular legs and lowered my bright pink panties to my knees as i did. i felt a tightening of my dickie muscles as i moved,. Being in service to Him was itself a turn on, and i prayed i could get hard quickly! Yet even that tiny increase in size was wrong!
"Why is that dickie getting hard? Has Your Master touched you yet? Has He??? Have you been told to be hard??" he yelled.
"Sir, no Sir" i said quietly, so close to Him now that i could feel the heat of His supreme body.
"You are supposed to learn to get hard on command! Not for any other reason!" With that he grabbed my dickie with one big hand and my little boi balls with the other and started pumping it, stretching the balls down and away.
Fortunately, it did not take long, and i was soon hard, my dickie sticking up toward my belly button, straining, it was about seven inches in length, not really terribly small, but Master Daddy Sir had taught me that it was a miniature dick next to His ten inch tool, and i learned that i was to always to see it as so. And so i did.
Master was still unhappy, and ordered me to begin an exercise regime;
"My sissy will practice getting hard within 20 seconds each night. AND You will practice using your cunt mouth and pussy hole WITHOUT getting hard! Your tiny little boi dickie should be soft so you can fully concentrate on serving ME. Your dickie in there for my pleasure, not yours.! Practice sucking on your sissy pacifier and inserting your plug. If your tiny dickie gets hard, you will softened with ice until it shrinks. From now on, the only think that will get you hard is my command to do so!"
My mind was turning...i was to learn how to ignore all of the things i was turned on by, and yet be able to get hard on command at a moment's notice.
That night i practiced, using my favorite plugs and alligator-tooth faggot tittie clamps, i kept a plastic bag filled with ice cubes next to me and wrapped it around my little dickie if i felt myself getting hard, which happened every time, of course. As the big silver plug slid in, it hit the spots that sent the message to my brain to get hard. The ice sent the opposite signal. The same with the clamps...immediate messages to my cock to rise...countered quickly by the ice bag. After three hours i was no longer hard from the plug, and less hard from the clamps. i knew i was in for a long re-training program, but it was for Master Daddy Sir. And that was enough.
At the end, Master Daddy Sir allowed me to cum on His Boots and lick them clean, and after all of the off and on hardness of the night, it was a huge cumming.
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