The first 24 hours or so of my new life , my new status had been an opportunity for me to acclimatise. Master looked at me intently for fifteen minutes , he had ordered me to look him directly in the eye, this I found difficult but knew that such opportunities would in future be rare. Each time my head dropped he lifted my chin, and the staring became more intense.
He stood up. His eyes still boring into mine. "Lounge now" I briefly hesitated. "you have ten seconds" "Yes Master" I quickly obeyed. Kneeling head bowed I waited for Master to join me. When he did enter it seemed as if he was now taller, and towering over me, he was wearing his leathers A sign of the seriousness of the situation. "Look at me." I reeled from the force of the slap that he administered to my left cheek "Eyes down" I felt his hands move over my body, my chest, along my arms, down my back, he even spread open my buttocks. "You Ok?" "Yes Master"
He finally sat down, my eyes still looking down I looked at his boots, and hoped I would be allowed to worship them soon It was ages before he spoke again. "Look at me" He spat directly in my face. "What did you call me earlier? " "Master , Sir" He slapped my face "Try again" "Master , Master" "That's better, you will now only address me as Sir, if we are out in public, where Master might cause you embarrassment "
"Whose,Master am I?" "Mine Master" "So what does that make you?" Another hard slap to may face, and another."Answer" A third slap. "A slave, you are a slave" a fourth slap. "So what does that make you?" "A slave Master" "Whose. slave?" "He slapped me again, and again. the slaps continued until I blurted out sobbing" Your slave Master"
He knelt down and held me close. "Yes, that's right, mine. I knew it the first time you phoned me about being Boy's walker. It's taken a while to he there hasn't it?" Still sobbing I nodded my head into the thick leather of his jacket ."By the way this won't be the last time I'm going to make you cry. Now stop and listen."
"As my slave, you are now my property.If I give an order you obey, I'm not asking you , I'm telling you. Disobey and question and I will punish you. Obedience and acceptance will eventually bring its rewards. Understand?"
It was at that moment that I realised he had been my Master and I his slave for far longer then than the hour of so that had passed since I returned with Boy on his walk. What I had though were requests and suggestions over the last few months had indeed been orders. I had somehow almost always carried them out. Not always unquestionably but I had unknowingly been obeying him. He was now sitting down again. I bent down and kissed his boots. "Yes Master, your slave understands fully"
"Good slave. Now I have something to help celebrate, I've been waiting a long time to give it to you." He stood up and left me there on my knees. My eyes were still looking down, and continued to do so when he returned. "Look up." He was holding a length of heavy chain between his hands, "I could cope with you being naked when you were playing at being a sub, but now I need something that marks you as owned property" He placed the chain over the back of my neck, and holding the two need in one hand order my to sit upright. He pulled out a padlock from the pocket of his jacket and used it to secure the two ends of the chain together
"Try and pull it off" I looked at him wondering if he was serious. "Try, go on" It was an odd feeing of relief when I failed the way the chain had been secure meant that it would not go over my head. "You won't need to try and do that again. This is for the long term" "Thank You Master"
He sat back, and returned to silently staring at me. Occasionally he would lift the chain, and then let the padlock drop and hit me in the chest, reinforcing my position.
Master spat on to his left boot. Without any hesitation I was flat on the floor, worshipping. I'd not realised before how great the taste of Master's leather was, and my tongue eagerly covered the entire surface of the boot. The remnants of the early morning polishing session being absorbed into my mouth, Master grabbed the chain around my neck and pulled me off his boot "Kitchen now." "Yes Master" "This is the only place in the house that you are allowed to be on two feet in my presence without you having to ask me for permission. Don't push it though, I expect you to be kneeling unless standing is 100% percent required. Understand?" "Yes Master."
"Now get me your food bowl" I crawled over to the other side of the kitchen. Opening a cupboard I took out my bowl ."What does it say on it" "Pete , Master" "I hate it when I buy stuff which become almost immediately obsolete. Hand it here" He took the bowl from hand and threw it in the bin, He then stood on a chair and took a box from the top of one of the cabinets.
He opened them, and handed me two bowls. "What does it say on them" "Slave's food bowl, and Slave's water bowl, Master" Now isn't that an improvement on the old bowl? Peter, Pete or whatever your name was, is in the past you are now just Slave" "Yes Master" "That's not it though there's one more" He took out a third bowl. "Read it" "Master's Piss"It was shiner and more polished than the other two and deeper.
"Now don't get too excited, that bowl could go empty for days. I think you have got too used to having my piss on tap. I want you to learn to appreciate it, that it's a gift , something to be savoured. Remember you are here to serve me, and be used by me, my requirements matter, your needs and wants don't. Understand" "Yes Master" If I was honest I was disappointed knowing that Master's piss was not going to feature regularly in my new life.
He placed all three bowls on the floor. "Each time you see that empty bowl I want you to consider what you need to do to be a better slave" He cleared hie throat and I watched as a ball of spit fell from his mouth on to the floor. I immediately crawled over and started to lick it up I felt one of his boots pressed against my left shoulder blade pushing me further onto the floor. "I was going to ask if you understood, but I think that answers it.
Now get out of my sight. I've got things that I need to do. I lifted myself up on to all fours and began to crawl out of the kitchen, "Where do you think you are going?' Before I had a chance to answer, he walked to the back door of the kitchen. "Outside, the garden shed is open if you need to sleep. But remember if I need you I expect you to be ready" I crawled outside. A gravel path led to the shed, I crawled along it, each piece of gravel dug into my knees. Without lifting myself up from all fours I opened the shed door, inside a space had been cleared, a steel pin in the floor was attached to a chain next to it a rough threadbare blanket I crawled in, lay down and wondered what lay ahead of me.
I must have fallen asleep, as the next thing I knew Boy was in the shed licking my face. It too a minute before I remember where I was, and what I was. If Boy was outside, Master couldn't be too far away. I got on to my knees and waited. The sound of heavy boots on gravel suddenly became audible . Master appeared in the doorway. Still in full leather, he placed two bowls on the floor. "Dinner time" Slaves Water on the bowl made it clear what the contents was.
It's been 8 hours, any regrets? "No Master" "That's good as I don't think you have much of a choice now. He unzipped his trousers, and pulled out his dick, walking backwards he beckoned me towards him. I was focussed on the beautiful flash that he held in his hand.
He pointed to a patch of gravel "Kneel there" It was immediately uncomfortable but I hoped the reward would make up for it. He walked backwards and turned towards the side of the shed, and unleashed a torrent of piss. He shook his dick the last remains drops fell on to his boot.
As I said you have to work to taste this again. Consider today Day Zero, you have much to do to get to the required standard, even that drop of piss there is too good for you .Now get back in" I crawled back into the shed. Master joined me and He opened a chest in the corner. He pulled out a length of metal chain, which he used to secure the one round my neck to the steel pin in the floor. "Just in case you thought about running away.
He walked towards the door, he closed it behind him, then al out immediately reopened. He threw something on the floor. I reached over. It was one of his jock straps. I inhaled deeply.
"You've done well. No eat, and sleep. Tomorrow is going to be busy.