By BNDMASTER13@yahoo.com
Please e-mail any comments I would appreciate them.
Or if you want to apply to be slave chad let me know. Were will this relationship lead? Will chad ever cum? Will he ever want to now?
Only time will tell!
"slave chad" part 5
We arrived back at my house and I pulled the car into the garage. My poor little slave boy in the seat next to me was so hot, so horny, so ready to cum. I almost felt sorry for him, but not quite sorry enough. He would just have to wait. That was what a slave was for after all, his Master's pleasure and my pleasure right now was keeping chad right on the edge, but not letting him cum.
I helped chad out of the car and recuffed his hands behind his back. I also pulled his wrists up and tied them off to his collar. There was no way I was going to allow him to get any access to his cock with his hands. I led chad back into my house. I had a few things I needed to do before I got chad ready for dinner and decided to tie him up and leave him that way for a while. I led him into my study and made him kneel on the floor, with his legs spread wide apart so his hard cock was sticking out in the air, while I went to get a few things I needed. When I returned he was looking intently at the floor as a good slave should be. Perhaps he was staring at his hard cock, willing it to cum, but regardless his head was bowed as it should be.
I made chad bend forward and I inserted a butt plug in his ass. It was a cock shaped one that also functioned as a vibrator with a little remote control so you could turn it on from anywhere in the room.. I had to press hard to get it in, which elicited a wonderful throaty moan from my captive slave boy. Obviously chad was having a good time despite not getting to empty his balls as he so badly wanted to do. I laid chad over on his side and bound his ankles together. These I pulled up to his hands and tied off. It was a turn on seeing his hands pulling down on his collar, slightly choking him, as his feet pulled them away from the collar they were tied to. His tits looked they needed something so I attached a set of tit clamps. His cock I left waving proudly from his crotch. Hot, horny, ready to cum, but alas not right now. I turned on the vibarating butt plug and sat down at my desk with chad bound at my feet. I had a little work I needed to do and being able to look at him laying there would certainly entertain me during it. I took off me shoe while I worked so I could massage chad's cock and balls to help keep him entertain too. Between my foot and the butt plug he was quickly dripping precum all over my carpet. Thank god for personal steam cleaners, as he was making quit a mess on my carpet. It took me about and hour to do all I needed to do. I was getting hungry so I decided to get chad ready to go out to dinner. There is this nice, quiet, little Italian restaurant near my house that I had decided we would go to. The booths were very private and dark, which went well with what I had planned for chad during dinner.
I had gotten chad's clothing sizes before he came, hence the shoes on our hike. The local thrift shop had supplied the things I needed for chad to wear. I wanted him to bring nothing, thus emphasizing the helpless slave mind set. I had purchased for him a pair of dress slacks one size to big, which I cut the pockets out of, a dress shirt one size to big, and a pair of shoes. That was to be his clothing, no socks, no underwear, and of course the accessories I was going to add. I completely released him from his bonds leaving only his collar as it would hide well under the dress shirt if I made him keep the top collar button closed. As usual his cock was rigid at attention. Maybe after dinner I would let my horny little slave boy release his load. Maybe not, we would have to see if he was very good at dinner.
I led my naked little slave boy into the bathroom as I needed a shower before getting dressed for dinner and so did chad. We climbed into the shower and I let him soap my body. Standing under the hot water, feeling his hands running over my body quickly had me hard. One look at his crotch told me it was having the same effect on him. I took my hand and pushed his head down into my crotch. I ordered him to put his hands behind his back. This would stop him from being tempted to touch himself. I reminded him that he was not to cum, and that he should tell me if he got close. I knew well what effect hot water can have all on it's own. I reminded chad that right now my pleasure was all that should matter to him.
As his mouth found my hard cock, he started kissing it at the head. Gradually kissing his way down to my balls. He took my balls into his mouth and sucked on them, gently rolling them. Once again he started kissing my cock. This time working his way up the shaft. Longer, harder kisses, with lots of tongue. When he reached the head he looked up at me, as if asking permission to take the object of his worship into his mouth. I grasped his hair and pushed him toward it. He greedily open his mouth and let my cock slide deep into his throat. He sucked me like his life depended on it. Between his mouth and the tongue action I was getting close. However, I was having way to much fun to let it end. I grabbed his hair and pulled him off my cock. He looked up at me with a look of total disappointment. I told him that I wasn't ready to cum yet and set him to work once again kissing the head and shaft. As his lips and tongue worked their magic I got closer and closer again. Finally I grabbed his head and shoved my cock back into his mouth. I held him tight as he sucked me to a glorious climax. It is a wonder I didn't knock him over backwards as hard as I shot into his throat. I pulled chad up to me and gave him a long hard kiss. Once again he responded with such a need. I reached down to feel his hard cock. It was so hard I was almost afraid he was going to cum right then and there in my hand. I decided it was time to help him out. I gave his cock 2 long strokes to which chad responded by thrusting his hips eagerly toward my hand. One more stroke, I could tell he was getting close so I stepped out of the shower and turned the water to cold. chad yelped as the cold water hit him, but it had the desired affect. The rampant hardness of his cock immediately went down. I ordered him to wash himself up and then get out of the shower.
I toweled myself dry while he hurriedly washed himself up. I handed him a towel when he was finished and ordered him to follow me into my bedroom so we could get dressed for dinner. I let chad dress me, just casual pants and dress shirt. Then it was my turn to get him dressed. I had quite a nice outfit planned. First I bent him over and put the vibrating butt plug back in his ass I had used earlier. Next I turned my attention to his cock and balls, which once again were working at getting hard despite the cold shower a few minutes before. However he was still soft enough for me to be able to applied a metal cock ring without having to get ice. It barely fit him. Perhaps I should have gotten one size larger. Oh well the tighter the better has always been my theory. Next came a 2 inch ball stretcher with a d-ring attached for hanging weights. Now on to his tits. I put a nice set of clamps on those two inviting nubs. The were adjustable. I started them just tight enough for him to know they were there but not tight enough to really hurt. With the slave collar around his neck he looked beautiful. I wished I could just leave him like this, but it really wasn't suitable for going to dinner. Alas I would have to cover up chad's hot little slave body with clothes. Before I let him put clothes on though I had two more things to add. From the chain on the tit clamps I tied a long cord. Another one was tied to the ring on his ball stretcher. I let the drop down to the floor and handed him the shirt which he quickly put on. It was large enough that the tit clamps did not show, which had been my idea in getting it big. Next came the pants. Before putting them on I had chad put a condom on his once again hard cock. As much as this slave leaked pre-cum I knew he would soon soak the front of his pants without it. I also had him drop the cords from the clamps and stretcher down his pants legs, one down each leg. After he got the pants on I had him adjust the cords so he could easily reach them through the missing pockets. Black dress shoes completed his ensemble. chad looked a little funny standing there in clothes to big for him but none of the hardware he was wearing showed which was the whole idea. I handed him a windbreaker to carry over his hand in front of him to further hide the hard on he was sporting. He had left the top 2 buttons on the shirt open for now so I could attach a leash to his collar. I snapped the leash on and led chad out to the garage and the car. After we had gotten in I unhooked the leash and had him button the last 2 buttons on his shirt. We drove the short distance to the restaurant and I parked the car. Before we got out I reached over and tightened down the tit clamps through his shirt. chad jerked but resisted the need to cry out. In fact I got a, "Thank you SIR!" Not bad I was impressed.
We entered the foyer, chad holding his windbreaker in front of him. We were met by the host. As he showed us to our booth he offered to take chad's coat for him. I could tell by chad's body language that he didn't know what to do. If he lost the coat his hard cock would tenting out the front of his pants for the whole place to see. I saved him from his problem by declining. Telling the host that he was cold by nature and would probably need it during dinner. We were led to a dark booth near the back of the building. I had chad slide in first so he was sitting on the back side looking out toward the room. I slid in next to him on the side. I liked these booths as they had high backs and you could talk without anyone being able to hear you. The waiter immediately appeared and took our drink order. I ordered us both a glass of 12 year old Glenlivet scotch. I felt chad deserved a drink. As we were waiting I ordered chad to fish the cords out of his pockets and hand them to me under the table. I gave each of them a hard yank to insure they would work. This pulled hard on his tit clamps and yanked his balls hard away from his crotch. This elicited a sharp intake of breath and a slight gasp. Obviously they were having the desired effect. This was going to be fun. I held the cords taught with one hand and reached into my pocket with the other and hit the button on the remote turning on the butt plug. Just then our drinks arrived and I could tell chad was working hard on controlling his facial expressions. I continued to hold the cord tightly and reached for my drink telling chad to take his too. I raised my glass in a toast to him a good boy and told him how proud I was of him. We both took a drink and I released the cords giving him a slight reprieve. I also reached back in my pocket and turned off the butt plug. I wanted to talk and wanted chad to focus on his answers not what was going on in his ass.
I looked over at him. He was keeping his head down as a good slave should. I said, "chad look at me." He hesitantly raised his eyes and looked at my face. "For right now until I order otherwise you may look at me. You may talk freely, you will be totally honest. You have quite a day and I need to know what you are thinking. Can you do that?"
He looked at me with such a look of love in his eyes I almost reached across the table and kissed him and answered, "Thank you Sir. I can do that and I will gladly do it. You have given me so much since I got here yesterday. It seems like my other life was all a dream. All I want to do is serve you and be with you, Sir. I know now that this is all I want and need out of life. I Think I might be falling in love with you, Sir."
Oh god was this little slave boy actually thinking he was falling in love with me? Or was he just so horny that his emotions were mixed up? What was funny was I had wondered if I wasn't attracted to him more than I should be. What was there about this slave that pulled at my emotions? But before I explored that I had better get myself back on track. "chad," I said, "I appreciate your feelings. Your right a slaves place is serving his MASTER and you have done a good job today. But remember what you said this morning, how horny you were and how badly you wanted to cum. How do you know that isn't clouding your emotions. You are probably hornier right now than you have ever been in your life. Don't let lust cloud your feelings. If I let you cum when we get home you may feel different tommorrow."
Chad locked his eyes on mine and once again they radiated such love. Every kiss I had given him were I felt that deep need was reflected in his eyes. He reached over under the table and placed the cords in my hands and said, "Please Sir pull these as hard as you can, make me hurt so I can prove to you that what I am saying is true." So I did I yanked his tits and balls hard over and over again. His mouth tightened and I could tell I was hurting him but the look never left his eyes. Just then our waiter arrived to see if we were ready to order. I asked him to give us a few more minutes but ordered us each another scotch. As the waiter walked off chad said, "Thank you Sir. When I first arrived all I could think about was how horny I was. During the night that was all that was on my mind, but even then thoughts of you and your needs were starting to replace my needs. Now Sir if I was never allowed to cum again I would be happy serving you and fulfilling your needs. I realize that is what I need out of life. Thank you Sir for everything." Again that look of love on his face and especially in those eyes was getting to me.
"Boy I appreciate what you are saying and offering. Let me think about it while we decide what we are going to order. You may have whatever you would like. And while you are deciding here is a little treat for you to remind you of me." With that I reached into my pocket and flipped the vibrator back on.
"Thank you Sir," chad said, "I wish it was you but this will do." With that said he turned his attention to his menu with the happiest little smile playing at his mouth.
This was crazy, I was 44 years old. I had been a bondage master for 25 years. I had played with 100s of slaves. I had even had several 24/7 slaves over the years. The longest lasting almost 4 years. But I had never felt anything toward them that I felt toward this boy sitting next to me now. From the first time we corresponded I had been attracted to him. But I never dreamed like this. Always before it had been sex, never real love. Well time would tell. I still had the rest of tonight and tomorrow on his slave contract. Who knew what might happen. If I let him cum it might change his whole outlook on life. But again did I want him to? Maybe I shouldn't let him cum at all, just keep him the way he was right now. A loving slave boy to worship me for as long as I wanted. As I looked at my menu if chad had looked he was have seen a smile on my face just thinking about the possibilites.