Monday, May 31, 2010

Please participate in the New Poll

As this slave boy mentioned in his previous post, Master ordered him to harvest his cum for His use. But how will Master use the harvested cum? You might be able to influence Him, but He of course reserves the right to do what He wants with His slave. Please vote.

Waiting for Master's return

Master left town last Wednesday and won't be back until Tuesday afternoon. This slave always gets horny thinking about Master when He is gone for that long. Master ordered His slave to harvest as much cum as he could while He was away.

i have masterbated while watching porn once or twice a day while He's been gone. i've collected and stored all the cum from each orgasm in a small plastic container in the freezer. i am sure Master has plans for it.

i spoke to Master on the phone this morning, i told Him that i planned to clean the house while wearing a weighted ball stretcher. i put a condom on to collect all the cum that oozed from my cock while the weights tugged at my balls.

Master also ordered me to send him a picture of a large dildo in my ass.


Master says He is going to fuck His boy silly when He gets home.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

When looking up at Master on my knees


A sonnet written for my Master . . . .

When looking up at Master on my knees,
i leave the self behind in memory.
This slave devotes himself to Him in peace
to serve and worship Master in His glory.
His will and pleasure must be paramount.
In his total surrender as a servant
a slave unto his Master must account
his efforts to prove himself observant.
At the end of each day must he deliver
in thankful praise and true humility
a prayer that honors his endeavor
to serve within his best ability.
If ever this slave strays from his journey,
return him, O Master, to bended knee.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Master's property is secure

This slave was feeling particularly horny this morning and decided to see if the CB6000 is as effective as it is supposed to be. 

While this slave showered, he lathered up the cage to clean himself as he typically does. But this time, the slave tried his best to push and pull the cage back and forth to stimulate the head of his cock. This slave's cock got hard and filled the walls of the cage. When this happens, the cage pushes the slave's balls away from his body. 

As this slave stroked his cock inside the cage, he could almost reach a point of climax. The stroking felt good, but the slave could not reach orgasm despite his earnest effort.

Master can rest assured that His property is secure.  

Saturday, April 24, 2010

slave fantasy

This slave woke up this morning thinking about a new fantasy.

This slave loves to be hung from his wrists from the ceiling. In this fantasy, master hangs His slave with arms straight over his head in the attic while His slave is on his knees. Master ensures His slave cannot stand up by locking his ankles to a ball stretcher. Master allows His slave to wear kneepads so that he can endure this stress position for hours.

To focus His slave's attention in this worshipful position, Master inserts earplugs, pulls a hood  with eye and mouth openings over his head, and applies a blindfold to desensitize him. The finishing touch is a spider gag.

With His slave in place Master begins flogging his back. His slave tugs on his balls with every lash at the beginning until he adjusts to the rhythm of the strokes. The slave's adrenaline begins to rush in his body.

The flogging stops. Suddenly, the slave feels Master's cock entering his mouth past the spider gag to the back of his throat. Master uses His hands to pull His slave's head onto his swelling cock until the slave begins to choke. As Master uses His slave's mouth, the slave begins to drool on his Master's cock and on his chest.

Master stops. Blind and deaf, the slave feels his Master fingers on his nipples. They begin to stiffen. Then the slave feels a weight hang from his left nipple ring and then the right. The tugging at his nipples sends waves of pain and pleasure through the slave's body.

The slave hears the faint steps of Master going down the stairs of the attic. As the slave balances on his knees, he continues to drool in anticipation that he will taste His Master's cock again soon. But how long will he wait?

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Realizing my place

This slave has slept on the floor at the foot of his Master's bed for almost a week now. This slave has adjusted to a routine of pulling out his sleeping bag from under the bed when it is time to sleep and storing the bag underneath the bed when rising in the morning. 

Yesterday, i admitted to Master that i might be experiencing some separation anxiety. i did not mean it as a complaint. It is hard to break a more than 10-year habit of  sleeping in the same bed with my husband. When i made the commitment to become a slave to my Master and husband, i knew that it would mean accepting and obeying rules that would challenge me.

This slave knows that his Master sleeps better in a bed where He can stretch out. From my place on the floor, this slave is beginning to view and appreciate Master's bed as a sacred space. Master must invite me into His space before i can enter it. This restricted space reinforces for me that i am not to choose when to please and serve Master. Master has complete authority.

Master exercised His authority last night after midnight last night. I was awakened on the floor by Master's voice from the bed, "boy, get up and worship your Master's cock."

"Yes Master," i replied. As this slave rose to bed, i saw my Master was ready for me. He had pulled the bed cover back to reveal His already hardened cock. As i laid across the bed to give pleasure to my Master, He asked, "boy, you realize that to worship my cock is a privilege?"

"Yes Master," i said before wrapping my lips around his now throbbing penis.  It felt like it had been so long. For that reason, i took my time to please Master. i did not want Master to cum too quickly. i wanted to savor every moment in service to my Master. When Master came, He held my head on His cock as He exploded in my mouth and throat. i stroked His genitals well past His orgasm to ensure that no drop of His precious semen escaped my hungry mouth. When He was completely drained, Master informed, "you are dismissed."

"Thank You Master." And with that i returned to sleep on the floor. This slave was thankful to have pleased Master, thankful to know that his own arousal was prevented due to enforcement of His slave's chastity, and thankful to know his place in Master's world.     

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Floored

This slave began serving his Master's needs in a new way last weekend. On Friday night, master had his slave sleep on the floor at the foot of His bed with his wrists bound behind his back. This is always a difficult position to sleep in overnight. The weight of my body puts pressure on my shoulders and upper arms and forces me to change positions through out the night. When bound in this way, the pain from bondage over several hours increases, and His slave does not get much sleep. In fact, i started saying my new prayer to Master in my head to distract me from the pain i felt.

Master had locked His slave's cuffed wrists behind him with a padlock. This slave endured this position until 5 AM until he had to rise to urinate in the bathroom. Since i needed to use my hands to pee, i detached the velcro on each hand. i was disappointed that i could not reattach the restraints when  i returned to the bedroom floor. 

At sunrise On Saturday morning, Master called me to the bed where He fucked me and had me suck Him dry. 

This slave slept on the floor every night since Friday.. Master has allowed me to use a sleeping bag on the floor. i put the sleeping bag under the bed when i am not using it.

When Master and i walked in the neighborhood on Sunday, this slave told Him how much he liked the arrangement. i expressed that sleeping on the floor reminds me of my station and shows respect for Him. Master, who is taller than His slave, said he enjoys being able to stretch out on the queen-sized bed. W/we both like the fact that we can hear and sense each other in the room.  Master can call me to the bed to serve His needs when He wants and then dismiss me to the floor.