Paul was going to have to start all over again Cleaning my body starting back down on my feet. I pulled his head back and filled his mouth again with soap.. I pushed him back down onto the shower floor.... Clean up that mess you fucking pig... I figurered this shower was going to last awhiile......
My Text Slave Part VI
Paul was on his hands and knees licking his own cum off my leg. I looked down at him and things just raced through my mind.... I had turned my friend into my personal servant and slave. The power I felt standing above him like that. I knew he would do anything for me. I reached down and grabbed Paul by the hair and guided his face into my crotch. "Open wide Paul" I stuffed my semi erect cock into his all too willing mouth. I turned his face upward so I could look down into his eyes. "You are my slave Paul, my dirty fucking little pig for me to use." I tightened the grip on his hair and started to piss in his mouth. I smiled an evil grin down at him as his eyes widened in should and he gagged and struggled to pull away... I kept a strong grip on Pauls head and made him take every drop... Finished I pulled my cock out of his mouth and shook the last few drops on his face. I stepped out of the shower pointed to the towel on the floor...." Dry me" that was all I had to say and Paul started his task without question...
I walked into the bedroom and told Paul to crawl behind me. "Get my clothes over there and dress me" I stood in the middle of the room and waited for my slave to return with my clothes. I had laid out my favorite jeans, a pair of gold toe white socks, tight boxer briefs and an athletic workout shirt.. Paul put on my briefs first and then struggle to get my jeans up my muscular legs. I was now standing above my naked slave with just my jeans ... "Look up here Paul, does my ass look good in these jeans? " Paul stared up from the floor..." Yes you ass looks great in anything" I pushed Paul backwards until he was flat on his back and quickly straddled his face... I sat my jean covered ass right over his mouth and left just enough of his face showing so I could look down into his eyes when I spoke. "You really love my ass don't you Paul" Paul tried to answer but his mouth was full of my ass.. He shook his head and I felt the knod in my ass.... "Good boy no finish dressing me". I stood up and Paul scrambled back to his knees... His little fucking dick was as hard as a rock again. I sat on the bed and Paul but my socks and Nikes on. He reached for my shirt and started to put it on. "Fuck wait Paul I need my deodorant, go get it. " Paul came back with my sport roll on and I lifted my arms. He stared at my arm pit and seem to freeze... I just got out of the shower Paul my pits are clean go ahead a smell them. "I pushed his face into my armpit and closed my arm over his head; I closed it tight like a head lock and smothered him in my pit... I wasn't sweaty but if he liked my pits that much wait until after I workout...I released his head and sat back...." Put on my deodorant Paul... Paul rolled on my deodorant under each arm them put on my shirt...."I'm going out get dressed and go home I'll text you when I need you.... "Paul scrambled got dressed and left..
I had several things to do and none of them included my slave. I had to go pick up a gift for Sarah it was her B-day this weekend and I figured if I got her a gift maybe I could get a good fuck too. I shopped around and saw several things I would want for myself. I took my phone out and texted Paul. At the mall, in the window at Abercrombie jeans I want, buy them and bring them to my house tomorrow. I waited for a reply and did not get one... I texted again, slave did you get my text I want those jeans tomorrow or no more of my ass for you.... Still no response. I was getting furious what kind of game was Paul playing. He knew better than to ignore my texts. I left the mall and decided to pay Paul a visit at his house. I texted again. I am stopping by your house right now. Be in the driveway waiting ... Still no response from my slave. It was about a twenty minute ride to Paul's house and still no response from him as I turned onto his street... There was Paul's house and no Paul in the driveway. I turned into the driveway and jumped out of my car. I went up and rang the bell.... No answer I was actually alittle scared. No one was home Pauls car was in the driveway. I texted again Paul I'm outside your house let me in now... I waited and nothing. I was worried did something happen to Paul, I actually realized a cared a lot about him slave or no slave he was still Paul.... Suddenly a car turned into the Drive way and Paul jumped out of the car. I felt a relief come over my body... Paul saw me a reached into his pocket realizing at that point he did not have his phone.... I stood on the porch waiting for him. He yelled goodbye to the person driving and they left. Paul approached the porch... Suddenly he dropped down and sat on the top stair right below where I was standing... He looked up at me at started apologizing. "Please sir I'm sorry, I forgot my phone I left it in my room when my cousin picked me. Please sir I'm sorry" I actually wanted to grab Paul and give him a big fucking hug but I did not want him to know I cared that much. "You fucking good for nothing slave, you made me drive way over here because you forgot your phone, let's get in the house" .... Paul opened the door and I pushed him hard into the room he actually fell to the floor... "I should kick your ass" was all I said as he lay on the floor...
Paul crawled across the floor and started licking my shoes... I watched down at him and he licked and kissed my feet... I reached down and pulled Paul up to a kneeling position. I looked down into his face "you're a good slave Paul `I titled his head back and jammed his face under my balls, I knew that would be where he wanted to be....
:::::: I have not had much time to write, I know its short maybe I'll get to another chapter soon :::: Thanks I have another story I started I think you will all like should have it posted next week::::