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Sunday night, I had spent the day going over and over my position.
Time was a blur, i could barely remember a time when i was not under the control of another Man. A time when i had control of my own dick, when did i last wank? Did i ever actually wank? Was i always called Tommy? When did drinking porridge made from piss become a normal activity? These and other questions kept going round my head.
What i knew was that being owned was right, being locked in chastity was right, and obeying a Superior Man was right.
Tomorrow was going to be the start of a new chapter, just as i had started to get my head round what i needed to do to prove i was worthy of Master M's time and occasional attention, i had to start to learn how to prove myself to a new owner, my Boss, Darren, Sir, other than the ground rules He had set out the previous day, i had no idea why my service would involve. After a rather distant remote , if not indifferent form of control under Master M, i worked out that Boss would be more hands on. This filled me with excitement and apprehension.
Realising that i had to make a good impression i headed to bed at 8.30, set my alarm for 5, i wanted to make sure that i made it to the gym to get some exercise. Realising that Boss wanted me to work on my arse i decided a heavy leg session was required.Probably one of the hardest sessions for a while, i would regret it at some stage but when i was on my seventh set of 200kg leg presses i just thought of how i was doing it for Boss.
It was strange not to see Trainer Dom, after my session, would i ever get to taste his piss again. On returning home i decided to top up my protein shake with my own piss, got dressed and headed to work.
I arrived at 8.20, a bit later than planned, heavy traffic in Vauxhall made crossing the roads difficult. I hurried through reception, into the office, turned on my computer and knelt.
Dead on 8.30 the door opened, other than kneeling i was unsure how i should be positioned., i decided to keep my head down looking at the floor. My eyes were focused on a single spot, when a pair of expensive dress shoes came into view.
I kissed each foot. Stood, and helped Boss out of his coat. I then went over pulled out his chair and knelt. After Boss had sat down i spoke.
`GoodMorning Boss, i'm here to obey You. Do You have any orders?
Silence. Boss turned on His computer, and started to type.
I remained kneeling for 15 minutes, waiting. My mind started to wonder, when i felt a sharp pain , as Boss slapped me.
Not a good start Tommy Boy, I expect you to be alert at all times.
Understand
Sir, Sorry Sir, Yes Sir,
Ok, no punishment this time.
"Now I have work to do, sit down, shut up and get on with yours"
I crawled to my desk, sat down and started to work It was difficult to concentrate totally as i was also aware that i could be called upon at anytime to carry out an order from Boss. 10.15 arrived, the time i usually went for coffee.
Sir, may i get some coffee Sir'
Silence.
Another ten minutes went by before He responded.
Yes Tommy Boy,
Thank You Sir.
I took the ten minutes waiting to be served to get my head together, remember Thomas i said to myself, you have fantasies about being owned for decades. Don't fuck this up.Returning to the office, i entered,i placed my coffee on my desk and approached Boss's on my knees, i was kept waiting , but his time i ensured i was alert.
"Coffee"
I handed Him the coffee cup, He took a sip, and then handed it back.
"You make a very good coffee table Tommy Boy"
"Thank You Sir."
I realised i was expected to wait here until He had finished it. He'd indicate He'd want the cup, take a sip hand it back, until He'd finished. The cup was empty what next.
"Sir may i take the coffee cup to the bin. Sir?"
He nodded
"Sir may i please return to my chair, Sir?"
A grunt of affirmation
"Sir may i please drink my coffee Sir?"
A few moments of silence, before he gave his agreement The coffee was not stone cold , and not at all pleasant, but to leave it would require another question asking permission, if He refused i'd probably end up drinking even colder coffee, .
11.30 am, Boss announced that we were heading out to a meeting with a client, in another office.
"Ok Tommy Boy, remember, you will address me as Boss in company. We are walking there, you will remain two steps behind me always to my right, unless it involves opening doors, you will then step ahead, open and allow me through. Then follow. In these meetings you will agree with Me, even if I talk bullshit. Understand. "
Yes Sir.
The meeting was a good 15 minutes away, across a number of busy roads. Boss was not a fast walker, where was i naturally was, i had to train my brain to walk the requisite two steps behn=ind whilst keeping alert to any increase in pace, or deviations where my intervention was required. We reached our destination. Boss suddenly halted, and i briefly went ahead and opened the door.
Good boy. You've done well. Just don't show Me up in the meeting.
It was an intensely boring meeting, but Boss dazzled.. If there were any doubts that He was able to dominate the conversation they disappeared in this meeting. The MD of the company an arrogant blond 30 something, who introduced himself as Charles, was meekly allowing himself to be addressed as Charlie within 20 minutes, he looked increasingly adjusting his trousers whenever Boss spoke, i'm convinced i saw a twinge of envy whenever i said Boss. By the end of the meeting even his eyes were lowered, as if he dared not look Boss in the face.
When the meeting finished, Charles hurried from a room, and a twenty something called appeared to announce he was going to escort us out. Dave looked rather scallyish, with an Essex accent, almost out of place in an office where the majority of the others looked as if they had gone to very good schools.
On the way we passed the bathroom. I realised that i need to piss badly.
"Sir , I need to piss , can use the bathroom".
Boss turned, glowered and barked,
"Ask properly"
"Sir may I please pee Sir"
Dave gasped, and sniggered.
Boss addressed him. "Is it Ok if Tommy Boy here uses the toilet, he needs to pee, I need one to come to think about it."
Yes, go ahead. I'll wait out here.
No Dave, come in. You look as if you need educating.
I pushed the bathroom door open, and allowed Boss, and Dave in first.
"Ok Dave, watch this. " said Boss" Tommy show Dave what you've got or rather what you don't have. "
I dropped my trousers exposing my locked cage.
"Seen one of those before Dave?" asked Darren " thought not. Tommy here is in chastity has been for months. Currently my slave he does what I tell him, or he gets punished. "
"Sit and piss" he instructed me. Meanwhile he took out an empty sports flask from His bag, handed it to Dave.
Here open this for me, whilst I get ready to piss. Dave looked slightly shocked but did as asked, meanwhile Darren pulled out his penis- the first time I had seen it properly. The first one I had seen since that day with Trainers Dom and Sam. it was soft but at least eight inches long and still at the soft stage. Dave's gasp overpowered mine, whilst i was still sitting on the toilet Darren pissed. When he finished, he handed me the flask. Without even be told to i started to drink.
Not only is he a slave Dave, he's a piss slave. Loves it he does.
What do you have to say, what do you think of Tommy Boy here.
Disgusting, how can he do that, how can someone just drink piss, Are you really his Master? where do I find someone like him, no it's fucking disgusting>? No tell me how to get one.
Lots of questions, yes it's disgusting look at him though, he's happy, Yes I'm his masterI and I knew as soon as you walked in that you were a Man who wanted to be in control. I'll pass you my details and we can meet up sometime, but first do you have any piss that you have to share.
Dave nodded. Darren approached him, slowly undid the belt on his trousers, unzipped his fly and pulled out Dave's dick. Soft yet still a good six inches with a rather fleshy foreskin, but even in this flaccid state was at three inches in girth.
Ok Tommy Boy open up and swallow, don't spill a drop.
I opened my mouth Dave gingerly pointed it towards me. Boss intervened.
"Stick it in the mouth Dave, see how he copes with you piss going straight down his gullet. You'll be surprised, you don't want him spilling a bit."
Me, yes, as it's going to be another excuse to punish him, but I;m happy to concede to your pleasure for now
Dave pushed his dick as far as it could go, it wasn't long before my mouth started to fill with his piss, I allowed my mouth to fill before swallowing, each swallow coinciding with a slight reduction in flow, before it increased again. Half way through he grabbed my ears and moved my head further into his crotch, where i could smell the mix of a musk from a half day in the office, and some rather cheap shower gel, Lynx probably, my nose firmly stuck in the hard muscles above his crotch, this made breathing more difficult as i now struggled to keep swallowing .
Suddenly he stopped. He pushed me away,almost in disgust.
So Dave. what do you think ? asked Darren
Like making use of a human urinal?
Yes, I think? No, Yes, No, Yes I want my own slave.
Ok , we'd better go. Said Darren.
At reception Darren shook Dave's hand, and handed him a card. Call me, I think you can go far.
I opened the door yo the building to let Darren out. As he passed he whispered, don't think you `ve escaped punishment Tommy Boy. Men like me and Dave piss, you just pee.
I followed him down the road back to the office.