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Older and Owned
Part I
As the plane began its descent into the Santa Fe airport I thought to myself again, "You have done a lot of crazy things in your 70 years, but this tops them all."
I knew it was insane and something I might regret, but I was also terribly excited. I was about to spend a long weekend with Louis, someone I had never met in person and knew virtually nothing about. Not only that, I had agreed to be his slave the entire time, sexually, mentally and whatever other way. I would do whatever he wanted, endure any humiliation or punishment without question. My long-time fantasy was about to become reality.
For the last couple of years I had put myself online at others' disposal. Before the pandemic, we would arrange sexual encounters. Given that I was married to a woman and she was home a lot, it wasn't easy. But encounters happened from time to time. The sex was OK, I either sucked their cock or they fucked me. But the ones I met, although total tops, were not domineering enough for my subservient obsession. Obedience is one thing, total subjugation is another.
When the world shut down because of COVID the encounters became strictly online. I dealt with a few masters. One in particular I fell in love with because of his story. He talked about how he dominated "pathetic fags" virtually and had them doing whatever he asked. The tone was just so perfect, so domineering and dismissive of those he controlled. I was enthralled.
I sent him a lot of money without him having to ask for it. I got nothing in return except online abuse. I finally broke it off because I was going broke,
I had some brief interactions with some other masters and then I met Louis. I don't know what it was that turned me on to him, but almost from our first email exchange, I became his total slave. He has the password for my social email and my account on the Silver Daddies website, so I can do nothing there without his knowledge and permission.
He made me do ridiculous things like self filming fucking myself with a banana, wrapping my tiny cock in a red ribbon and bow and video myself looking happy. I did them, and tried to perform in a way that pleased him.
He said he had a lot of ideas for us to use this weekend, many of them suggested by Nifty stories under the Authoritarian category. I had no idea what he looks like or even how old he is. He knows a great deal about me.
He told me to text him when the plane was at the gate. I did so and in seconds I received, "Go out the door at Baggage Claim Area 4 and wait by the curb. Look for a red Honda Civic."
I frankly expected a higher-end auto, given that he maintains two residences. He had just returned this week to his New Mexico home after spending the summer in the upper Midwest.
I walked straight to Baggage Claim but did not have to wait. One of his orders had been to not check any luggage. He had told me what to pack. "You won't need much besides what you wear on the plane and your personal stuff, meds, etc. Maybe some extra socks and undies. You also might bring a pair of sneakers. I have a wardrobe down here for you."
After I reached the curb I soon saw his car drive up. "Hi there, Faggot," he said. "Throw your bag in the back seat and get in."
As soon as I was in the car we drove off and I got my first look at the man who would control me the next four days. He appeared to be about 50, at least 20 years younger than I, His brown hair was neatly combed and he didn't have any facial hair, save probably a day's worth of stubble, I couldn't tell much about his build although I could see the driver's seat was pushed back, meaning his legs were fairly long. Also his abs were flat and his arms well-conditioned. Not overly muscular by any stretch, but he obviously took care of himself.
We made just routine small-talk on the drive to his house. He asked about the flight, the weather in the Bay Area, etc. I told him I had been to Santa Fe a few times but was more familiar with Tucson and the Phoenix-Scottsdale area in Arizona. Our last two online conversations had been business-like so I thought maybe that would be the tone of the weekend. There was going to be sucking and fucking, but maybe no verbal abuse.
I was wrong.
In about 20 minutes we were in an upper-middle-class neighborhood. He pulled into the driveway of a nice-looking house, pushed a button on his dashboard and the garage door opened. He pulled in, stopped the car and immediately the whole experience changed.
"Get out of the car and strip."
What? "Louis I th.."
He interrupted. "If you are not going to do everything I ask you to without hesitation then this isn't going to work. Either you get out and strip or I am taking you down to the bus depot."
That was my last chance to call it off, but instead I opened the door, exited the Honda and began removing my clothes.:'
He pointed to some hangers on the wall. "You can hang your stuff there, then grab your bag and go into the house through that door."
"When you get in, the first door on your right is a bathroom. Go in, shower, use the enema kit that's in the tub to clean yourself out. When you are done, go to the next door and stand in the corner just to the left of the doorway. Wait there."
About 15 minutes later I was showered, my bowels were emptied and I was standing in the corner of what presumably was a guest bedroom. I could hear Louis moving about the house. He was playing classical music with the volume turned up. He lowered it a couple of times to take a phone call.
As I stood there naked and helpless I was exhilarated. Here is what I have fantasized about for years and it was really happening. Finally, after leaving me in the corner for probably 20 minutes he entered the room.
"Turn around, Faggot, let's have a look at you."
I obeyed. "Man, that is a little pecker," he said with a chuckle. At that point, it was barely visible inside my sac. "It probably can't do anything but we will keep it locked up anyway." He then put on the chastity device he had asked me to order and bring with me. It was the smallest size I could find and it fit snugly over my balls. It's little tunnel made it impossible for my cock to grow to more than 2 inches. He locked it, then took the key and put it in his pocket.
"Excellent," he said. "Now you are officially a eunuch until I unlock it."
He asked if I had brought some poppers as he had requested. I told him they were in the zipper part of my bag. He took out a bottle, opened it and put it under my right nostril.
"Take a good sniff," he said, then changed nostrils and I inhaled heavily again. My head was swimming and all I wanted to do was submit to him.
He gestured that he wanted me on my knees. Then he got right in front of me, turned around, dropped his pants and bent over.
"Put your tongue to work, asshole," he said. "Rim me,"
He thrust his ass right into my face. I moved between his cheeks, stuck out my tongue and began working his asshole.
"Deeper."
I pushed my face into his ass and moved my tongue all around his ass, which did not smell all that great. But I was still feeling the poppers.
He started moaning and pushing back. "Oh that's so good," he said. "My ass and your tongue are going to become good friends."
He then reached around behind him, took my right hand and pulled it forward until it rested on his cock.
"Use your tongue and your hand at the same time," he said. "Pull on that rod."
I moved my hand up and down on his cock which I could feel getting harder.
In about a minute he straightened up, turned around and gave me the poppers again. Then he stuck his cock into my mouth, and quicly had his hand behind my head and was fucking my face. His dick was about eight inches long when hard and I was trying not to gag.
I sensed he was getting even harder, and his moans confirmed that. I had a powerful urge to please him and started moving my mouth along his shaft while I made love to it with my tongue.
He finally pulled back and told me to stand up and bend over the bed. "Your ass in the air."
He got behind me, teased my asshole with the tip of his cock, and said, "Tell me what you want."
By now I was going crazy with desire.
"I want you to fuck me."
"What is your name/"
"David Bush"
"And what does David Bush want?"
"David Bush wants Louis to fuck him?"
"Beg for it."
"Please, Louis, fuck me."
"OK."
Then he pushed into me, gradually working his cock deeper until his pubes were against my ass. I could feel him growing inside as he began pumping. His cock got incredibly hard just before he unloaded. At that moment, with his member almost a part of my insides, a feeling just came over me. I wanted him to have exquisite pleasure. For that brief wonderful moment I was totally in love with him.
Then he exploded and I could feel his cum drench the inside of my hole, He gradually withdrew and almost collapsed behind me.
"Boy, that is one tight hole, you are great."
Even though I hadn't been close to an orgasm, I had experienced a "mental climax." As I was coming down I was sheepish and embarrassed. He gathered himself and stood up, his cock dripping cum onto the floor.
"Clean my cock," he said,
"I'll get a towel."
"No, with your mouth."
After I licked his cock clean he made me clean up what had spilled on the floor the same way.
"We've got some work to do outside in a few minutes, but right now, go stand in the corner again and wait until I come back.
"Oh, by the way, if you want to see yourself in action we can watch the video I took with that camera over there."
He pointed to a video cam on a bureau to the left of the bed. I'm sure it's a wide angle and took in everything. "I bet your friends would like to see it. And even if your face isn't always visible, your name comes through loud and clear."
Then he left the room.
End of Part I
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