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As this was Boss's first trip to London in two years he had a lot of catching up to do, this meant that in addition to serving and obeying him, I was also at the disposal of his friends. All leather men. All cigar smokers. Every now and then a ball of ash would fall on the floor, A treat that I would keenly devour, sometimes the small flecks of ash would fall down on to my head the heat briefly reminding me of my status.
Boss had barely spoken to me all night, the only occasions being when I barked one time as i needed a piss, and twice when I asked for permission to stretch my legs. Being locked, the pissing had to be done sitting down, the bathroom stall did not have a lock and as I sat there waiting for my bladder to empty a muscular bear walked in. He undid his fly and pulled out a dick, it wasn't long or thick, but he still had an aura of authority, so I had no option but to open my mouth and swallow, I could taste stale piss, and cum under the foreskin, not at all pleasant but refusal was still not an option. As the first drop of piss began to fill my mouth my bladder too began to empty,
Come on bitch drink up, drink it all.
As my own flow slowed and stopped so did his. I opened my mouth and he quickly withdrew leaving me alone again in the stall.
I returned to Boss, knelt and again inhaled his leathers. He bent down and grabbing the scruff of my neck pushed me towards his boots.
My tongue again got to work, i was in constant awe of his power, above me his conversation was for the most part laid back, and jovial, yet any interaction I had of him was one of stern unyielding power and control.
Then suddenly he grabbed my collar, pulled me up, and gave me a deep kiss.
We're leaving. As we waited from a cab to arrive I was ordered to suck off the doorman, who took the opportunity to empty his bladder.
Rather than sit in the back, Boss sat in the front of the cab, the seat pushed back as far as possible, space enough for me to kneel with my head resting against his full crotch. As my tongue lapped against the leather Boss had a conversation with the cab driver.
You're my final customer of the night, mind if I smoke.
Not at all said Boss
We arrived back at Boss's hotel. Boss inserted his thumb into my mouth, levering my jaw open. Two fag butts were flicked into my mouth followed by a glob of spit. Gotta hide the evidence - said the driver.
Good idea, he'll keep them in there until were in my room, don't worry. Said Boss.
Won't you he said closing my jaw.
He paid the driver, and silently ordered me out.
As soon as my feet hit the pavement I got Backonmyknees , as I realised. I'd not yet been given permission to stand. I watched as Boss approached the front door of the hotel, and realised that permission wasn't going to come yet.
He tapped his right thigh and I crawled over to him. He attached a lead to my collar and led me into the hotel. The concierge came out from behind his desk
Hello Sir, enjoying your stay? So glad you are making the most of our Pet's welcome policy.
He crouched down, and patted my head
"Who's a good little boy"
Boss, laughed
Thanks. I think I'll be having breakfast in my room tomorrow, can you make sure you send something up for it as well.
The journey in the lift up to his floor was silent. As was the walk, or in my case the crawl to his room. As the door closed behind us he put his hand out finally allowing me spit the now very soggy cigarette stubs into his gloved hand. He put his hand up indicating I was to stay still, as he went to the bathroom, where I heard the flush go. I felt sad as I had hoped it would mean I'd get some of his piss.
He returned, removed the collar, and sat down and removed his boots. I hadn't moved.
Come here, boy.
You did very well tonight, Ed will be very proud of you. I'm glad I've paid to have you until Monday. Now help me undress. I slowly removed his Langlitz jacket, the tie, shirt, exposing his body. I crouched down and undid the belt . I began to remove the tight leather pants.
He stopped me and took over which was a relief as I would have taken all day to get them off him.
Stand. He undid my shorts, allowing them to fall down to my ankles and removed my T jacket and T shirt.
Ok get the rest off, before long I was as naked as he was, Ok bed time, I need some sleep.
This came as a shock I'd not spent time in bed with a man since my enslavemnt for anything other than sex, I was i must admit confused. I was still standing there when he was in bed. He impatiently tapped the empty mattress next to him
In now.
Within seconds I was there next to him , his hand was resting behind his head. I looked , he smiled. Go one just do it. I dove in and began to inhale the muskiness in his arm pit.
Thank You Boss I whispered. He turned me over his hard dick throbbing against the small of my back.
No worries boy. Now sleep there more serving ahead.