Going Out with Master Daddy Sir by bamaboi2serve with permission and editing by Master Daddy Sir. Comments to him here: bamaboi2serve@charter.net
i was so excited that Master Daddy Sir had selected me to accompany him out for dinner!
His other slave bois had gone with him many times, and told me about the excitement of being out in public with Him, and i was really ready for it to happen!
Around His house, Master Daddy Sir usually wears just a jock strap and sometimes a thick leather harness. That makes it easier for his boys to serve him as soon as he issues the command. But for the dinner night out, he wears a beautiful jet black suit with a white shirt and a black tie. On his feet, he wears the black boots my tongue has licked clean so many times that i can taste them just by looking down at them.
Sometimes Master Daddy Sir likes to have one of his boys cum or piss on the boots and then have the others lick them clean. He is a very thoughtful Master that way, always spreading the fluids among his boys.
Master Daddy has instructed me explicitly how to dress for the night out.
Underneath, i was to wear frilly pink girly panties with skin tight black jeans over them. On top, i wore a bright pink boy-beater with a picture of a cartoon princess on it. A plain black leather vest wen t on over the shirt. Around my neck, of course, was my welded-on slave collar. It is silver with a single ring where a leash can be attached. I was on permanently, although sometimes Master Daddy Sir had me wear a turtle-neck shirt over it.
I wore girlie running shoes, yellow with a flower pattern, and no socks, like some school girl might.
In my cunt hole, i had inserted a medium blue plug to remind me of how a boy's cunt hole is supposed to be used. In my pocket was the pacifier Master Daddy frequently has me keep in my mouth when he did not have his massive cock in it.
Master Daddy Sir called me to his anteroom a half hour before we were to leave and gestured for me to position myself over his lap. He did not have to tell me to lower my jeans and panties. I did that automatically and put myself in position for his spanking.
Sometimes Master Daddy Sir punishes us by spanking, but other times, it is an exercise to remind us of our place. A routine discipline spanking, one of the other boys calls it. No matter. It still hurts!
As Master Daddy stated in, using his large bare hands, first one one cheek and then the other, he spoke to me about our night out.
"There are, as always, rules you must follow when you are out there with me. Different rules even, from what you follow here at home. Do you understand me, sissiboi princess?"
"Yes Sir!" i said, sobbing a bit from the steady blows to my ass that had now warmed and reddened the cheeks.
Master Daddy didn't slow down a bit, just continued his stead pace from one cheek to the other. At one point he stopped for just a second and picked up a hard wooden paddle, then he continued the paddling, back and forth, back and forth...my ass was burning and i had no way of knowing how long it would go on!
"I am spanking you to keep your sissiboy princess cocksucker cunt hole and cheeks nice and tender for the night out, so there's no danger of you being distracted by some handsome Master or some cum slut cocksucker waiter. Do you understand cunt?"
"Yes Sir!" i practically shouted, as if i were an army private and he my Drill Sergeant.
Master Daddy Sir increases the intensity of the paddling and i felt tears slip from my eyes in reaction to the increasing pain.
"When we leave here tonight, we will be driven to the restaurant by one of the slut boys, and you will sit in the back seat with me. You will slide your jeans and panties down to your ankles as soon as you get in the car. You will then play with your little dickie until it is hard. Then you will place your hands on your girlie titties and play with them until I tell you to stop. Understand?"
i told Master Daddy I did understand, trying at the same time to control my reaction to his painful
discipline.
Suddenly he stopped, reached between my cheeks and pulled the plug out from my ass abruptly. In a single motion, he pushed it into my mouth, which I had opened in immediate obedience to his desires. He turned it around inside my mouth, allowing me to lick it clean of my own juices. After a minute he pulled it out of my mouth and slammed it back into my cunt hole.
"That's just to remind of of what you are as you eat tonight cocksucker. Go get dressed, We leave in five minutes!" Master Daddy said as he stood and pushed me to my knees.
I pulled up my panties and forced the jeans over my hard pee pee dickey, which created a bulge, even with my small tool.
A few minutes later we were walking to the front door. I reached ahead and opened the door as required, and quickly closed it to keep my to-the-rear position in relationship to him.
As i had been trained, i walked to Master Daddy's left, behind him by one step.
When we reached the car, I again opened the door for him, and scrambled in after him in the wide back seat. As the slut driver started the car, I opened my jeans button and pulled them and my panties down to the floor around my ankles.
Several times we pulled up to a stop sign or red light, and Master Daddy Sir turned don the dome light inside the car, attracting the attention of the cars next to us. I blushed as they looked in on my odd dress, nakedness and little hard-on.
Finally we arrived at the restaurant and Master Daddy Sir told me to pull my panties and jeans back on. I did so and leaped out of the car to open His door for Him.
Master Daddy Sir had instructed me that i was not to sit at the table inside until he gave his permission, so when the waiter led us to a center table in the dining room, Master say and i stayed standing. The waiter had noted my collar and dress, and was not shocked at all, but a nearby table with a family that included two older teen boys was another story. I could tell they were watching. The Dad was blushing at the odd scene playing out next to them.
After a while, Master Daddy Sir told me to sir, and i did, following his orders to sit on the very edge of the chair, with my back straight and my feet squarely on the floor. It made me look fairly ridiculous, and i knew that was what Master desired. The position made my pink underwear show at the back of my my jeans.
I was not, or course, allowed to order, and it made my little dickie hard as Master placed an order for me from the Children's menu. When my children's hamburger arrived, Master reached across the table and made a big scene of cutting it up into pieces, then saying loudly, as he held a fork with a cut up piece out to my mouth: "You may eat now boy!"
He had told me in advance i was to chew each bite twenty times, and so i did...waiting for him to feed me a second and third piece when it suited him.
I could tell the family next to us finished up their meal extra fast, wanting to escape the scene next to them. But one of the sons watched very closely to what was happening. I could see he was being turned on by watching me be treated as a submissive little boy, despite my size and obvious age..
Eventually the family left and Master Daddy was finishing up his meal. Suddenly he stood up and pulled me by the leash he had left attached to my collar in the direction of the restroom.
At the urinal, Master Daddy unzipped and pulled out his massive cock. We had practiced what i was expected to do, so i immediately knelt next ot Him and used my mouth to take his tube sideways and hold it, pointing it toward the urinal to relieve him of the need to hold it as he pissed.
I could feel his piss surging through his cock, and it turned me on terribly.
Just as He was finished, the bathroom door opened and in walked our waiter, a young man with jet black hair and several visible piercings. Master Daddy smiled at him as he stood, surprised, but not shocked at the scene he had walked in on.
When he walked up to the urinal next to Master Daddy, He gestured toward me and offered my services. "He'll make it easy for you, and it's fun to watch him being debased by being used as a pissing cock holder...and you won't even have to tip him!"
Zane, as i would later learn was his name, pulled out his own cock, long and much skinnier than Master Daddy Sir,s huge member, and i positioned myself at his side, taking his tool gently in my mouth to repeat my new special service. Again, the feeling of the piss rushing through the cock in my mouth was amazing.
"Get his drips sissi!" Master ordered when he had finished pissing, and i used my tongue to take up the remnants of his piss at the end of his slightly hard cock.
Master Daddy and Zane walked over to the door and continued their conversation leaving me kneeling to be used by any other stranger who walked in.
No one did, and we returned to the table leave. Master Daddy handed Zane a very generous tip and a card with his cell number on it, telling him to use it sometime so he could see how submissive his sissiboi cocksucker really was.
On the return home, the process was reversed. I dropped my jeans and panties to the floor and again played with myself as passing cars glanced over, spotting my arm moving in a tell-tale motion. But this time Master Daddy gave me a simple order. "Cum, sissi!"
I did, shooting up into the air, the cum dripping back on my hairless crotch and hand.
Master Daddy reached over and scooped up most of the cum, and then wiped my face, spreading the cum over me. Then his hands were in my mouth, and i was licking them clean. As ordered, i pulled up my pink panties and jeans when we got back to the house, and escorted Master Daddy Sir back into the house.
"You did well, Sissi, no go to your cage and get some sleep!"
I was joyful because He had told me i served him well!
I slept well that night.
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