The Master knows He's a sadist. Inflicting pain, especially in a sexual way, is a joy to Him. Impact play is alright, but for Him, the best sadistic pleasure comes from manipulating a submissive, and even better, in taking away a man's manhood. Shaving the boy, making him do things that forces him to question himself and his view, beliefs, and personal feeling the sub has of himself, these are the most sadistic ways to take power over and control of a slave.
So, Tommy's punishment inflicted deep mental anguish that really did make him questioning himself, especially his masculinity and his ideas of being a man. Really masculine and strong men didn't agree to drink piss. Xander was also being manipulated in this fashion, just not as cruelly. His anguish, at least, had some nice enjoyable parts. It was those parts that made him question things.
However, inflicting sensual pain through sex was another great sadistic game. Ass slapping, nipple play, these were examples, although they represented the more tame and softervexamples. Nipple clamps were a step up. Then there's extremely rough ass fucking. Done properly, it creates a pleasurable, sexually based pain in the sub that just makes the experience more mind blowing, and pulls the sub further down into the rabbit hole. The Master intended to take Xander's second time being fucked to a whole new level. Therefore, shortly before heading up to His suite, He took 100mg of Viagra. The boy's ass will never forget this night, and Xander will have a deep, ingrained and permanent need for more from his owner after tonight.
Once again, Xander is left waiting, having his patience tested again, and lost in his head, and the various ‘voices’. The straight boy in him is pretty quiet. After getting fucked, experiencing a handsfree cum shot, sucking dick with his brother, and…and being hit with a cane, well, that part was just not happy. So, it sat there quietly, brooding, and mumbling things like, we should put one of those torture devices on that man and see how He likes it!
The submissive boy was like, ohh you hush mister! The ass was saying, I didn't know guys, I'm still sore. Maybe we should ask for a rain check, and let the mouth handle this. That made the straight part laugh and speak up to remind all involved that it was the mouth that got them here in the first place when it said ‘fuck me daddy’! The mouth blamed everyone else, not feeling responsible for this at all. After all, we're a team, right?
The Master enters the room. Looks at Xander, and realizes something amazing, I think I'm falling for this boy! And then quickly dismisses that thought saying, its lust L U S T, just lust. “Hello Alexander, I trust you haven't been waiting long.”
“No Sir.” No not long at all dude, only been like 4 hours, right? He keeps that too himself.
The Master smiles to Himself, then says, “Come slave, undress me.” Feeling the heaviness of that word on his shoulders, he gets up, walks to his owner, and starts to kneel. He's stopped by the Master, who looks at the boy, then leans down and kisses his forehead. The boy in him that needed a daddy feels happy.
Xander undress the Master, and is feeling a desire for His cock as soon he smelt that musk when removing His pants. The Master sits down on His bed, stroking His dick after Xander removed His boxers, and the two individuals look at each other, Master and slave, Xander blushes and looks away, thankful for getting away from dominant man's stare, and his eyes, instantly, land on the man's cock. Fuck! Why do I want that? Why do I want Him? I'm not gay! I still want girls! I love pussy, not having one!
“Go on Alexander, start sucking it boy. Service your Master slave boy.” Xander licks his lips, looks at the Master again, then takes it into both his hands, then his mouth. Quickly, he's licking the head, running his tongue over the glans, and paying attention to that little slit sitting on top. The Master just leans, back, His right hand on the boy's head, and moans, then says, “Yeah slave. That's it. Make love to that big dick. Show it how much you want it in your hole by making it feel good, boy.”
Xander groans. Ohh god he thinks as he just doubles his efforts, and starts to truly make love to the man's tool. He's licking it, stroking it, putting it in his mouth and twisting his lips all over it as he slides it up and down, his lips rubbing all over the veiny surface, glans, and tip. His tongue swirls around it, licking the hole again, and he thinks, god, I do love this! It's so big, soft and hard at the same time, and making Him moan. I'm doing good, Xander thinks
And the Master is loving this too. He wants more though, so He starts tightening His hild on the boy's head and pushes him down, forcing His cock to invade the slave's throat. Xander instinctively does as he's been taught and the Master gets that amazing feeling of a tight throat wrapping around His dick. He just slowly starts fucking the boy in his mouth. Not fast, but picking up speed, and getting a little rougher.
After a minute or so, He slows, and lets Xander catch his breath, then, “Deep breath boy, time for more!” Xander sucks in a deep breath and before he can finish, the Master, sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the boy's head tightly, starts fucking
his throat again. He's plowing in balls deep, grinding it in, and making sure the boy understands just who is in control.
This continues for about 10 minutes, and the Master is ready to switch things up. He stands the boy up, kisses him, then throws him on the bed, on his back, and sets the boy in face fucking position, placing his head hanging over the edge. He looks at the boy, rubs His hard dick on the boy's face, over his eyes and lips, then says, “Really big, deep breath Alexander. Now!” And Alexander, knowing what's about to happen, does as told, and hopes he can pull this off well enough.
He looks up, seeing the Master stroking His alpha cock, looking down at the slave, and he takes a big deep breath and opens his mouth. The Master doesn't hesitate. He forces His dick down into His slave, and starts fucking his throat balls deep, and being little a rough. Then He starts talking, “That's it Alexander, take your Master's cock. Such a good boy. You're just a submissive cock sucker Alexander. Don't fight it. That hole in your throat is mine to use Alexander.”
With the cock plunging down into his throat and the man's words sinking down into the boy's psyche, both are beating him into submission. Maybe I am a cock sucker, he thinks. I love this! It's so hot getting fucked like this. Then it stops. “Catch your breath slave. That's it.” Xander does as he's told, and then instinctively takes another feep breath and opens his mouth, signaling he's ready for more.
The Master grabs his hands and pulls them up, starts plunging His cock back down His property’s throat, and says, “You want more! Such a good boy. So ready for your Master's cock. You know this is what you're meant for Alexander. You know who owns your throat. You were born to serve a man like me. You're a faggot, boy. Always was, and now you know it!” During this, He quickly placed cuffs on the boy's wrist and shackled them together, and pulls out, allowing the boy to breathe.
Xander breaths in and out, catching his breath. He's being taken to a new place in his head. One he never knew existed or even heard of. As he fills his lungs and opens his mouth, as he feels that magnificent cock enter his throat and the smell, that aroma of.. manliness permeating His brain and stripping him of his doubts, Xander sees his wrist shackled and locked together. It doesn't scare him, or even freak him out some. No! It just makes him feel that he's safe, and in a safe place, that this is the right place. His submissive side is beaming. He's being face fucked, hands restrained together, unable to breath unless he's allowed too, and then, the Master starts slapping his face, striking his cheeks, not viciously, or cruelly, but with enough force to remind the boy he's powerless now.
Then, “That's right boy. You're a cock sucker now, you're a lowly slave, Alexander. You are nothing without me. You're mine to use faggot boy!” And He gets a little rougher using his throat and slapping his face, as He's saying this to the slave. And Xander finally slips mentally into what's known as subspace. He's now totally on autopilot, and just has one purpose. He knows he must please his Master because that means he'll also feel pleased. Give my Master pleasure, and He'll give me pleasure back! The entirety of the boy Alexander is accepting his new role and place, and more importantly his only real purpose as a submissive boy.
The Master is going to cum. His balls are locked and loaded. He's feeling powerful, and knows the boy is going to get more loads tonight. And pulls out of the slave's mouth, lets him catch his breath, then plows right back in and fucks the boy's mouth hard for 30 seconds, and just pumps His cum into the slave's throat. As He pulls out, Xander milks the last few drops, and laying there as he is, he opens his mouth and shows the Master his cum covered tongue. “Swallow it slave!”
He continues by flipping the boy over, pulls him up, and kisses him. He buries His tongue in Xander's mouth and dominates it and the boy turns to putty in the man's arms. The Master quickly picks him up and places him in the center of the bed, and grabs Xander's arms, and ties the latched cuffs to a rope that's hidden behind the front of the bed, attached to a wall hung head board. Xander is now laying on his back, hands cuffed together, then tied above his head. He's not going any where.
The Master loves the sight. The small, lithe boy, milky white skin. His chest was practically bareless. His happy trail was hardly noticeable. Now, nothing, not even his armpits. Forced hair removal does wonders when forcing someone to submit. And it just also made a slave primarily used for sex look better. The boy is also looking back up at the Master. Strong, hairy chest, and that big thick cock, and he knows he's getting fucked again. What he's going to get though is….a serious dick down. The Master intends to truly claim that boy's hole.
The Master gets on the bed, takes the boy's ankles in His hands, and pushes his legs back, and plunges His tongue into the boy's ass. God yes! The boy's ass instantly starts getting happy, and yes! He's in heaven again. “Ohhh Daddy! Yes Daddy. Ohh my god Daddy. Please, don't stop Sir. It feels so good…” The Master loves hearing this. It's often said in BDSM that the slave has no right to pleasure, that it's all about the Dom and his pleasure. Saying it is one thing, enforcing it is another. You can't fuck a boy or eat his ass, or feed him cock down his throat, and expect him to not feel pleasure. The human body feels things, pleasure is one of them, sex is a pleasure factory. So, Xander was feeling pleasure, and the Master was pleased, pleased because He was the one making the boy feel it. So. A sub pleasures its owner, but an honest owner knows that the Dom also pleasures the sub.
The Master is eating the boy's ass, and getting His tongue into said ass. He's spitting on it, sticking into it deeply with that tongue. Licking it up and down, twirling around it, then left to right. And, repeat. Xander is on a different level of existence right now. Then, the finger enters the party. Gawd damn! Xander throws his head back, and bites his lip. His butt feels it, however, this time it opened with less figh. There was still a discomfort, not painful in the it hurts! kind of way, but a nice discomfort.
Then a second finger enters the boy. Ohhh damn! I feel that he thinks, and it's slightly painful now. “God yes Daddy. Please. Finger my hole. Please Daddy. Harder!” What did I just say? “Yes Daddy. It feels soo good. Fuck my ass with your fingers Master!” And the Master, now adding some lube, slips a third finger in. Ohh shit! That hurts! “Ohh god, it's too much Daddy. Ohh damn.” The Master starts stroking in and out, twisting His 3 fingers around inside the boy. His ass lifts up, “Ohh god! Ohhh god. Ohhh god!” The pain turns back into that pleasant feeling. And he's floating. This feels amazing. His arms are pulling against the rope holding them. He's a caught hole. There's no escaping this.
The Master sits up, gets close up to the boy on his back, between his legs, right at the crotch. He takes the lubricant, and puts some on His cock, and strokes it some, and as He's doing this, He looking directly at Xander's eyes, peering into his soul. Looking deep inside the boy, and Xander can not look away. He's stuck in his Master's eyes. “I'm going to fuck you now Alexander. I am going to pound you hard, and deep, and rough. I'm going to make you scream, make you yell, and I'm going to wreck your beautiful little hole, slave. Now. Ask me. Beg me to wreck your hole Alexander!”
Xander, feeling excited, and yet scared. Feeling desire, lust, and trepidation, thinking, ‘but I don't want my hole wrecked!’, he licks his lips, opens his mouth, and starts to speak. And his voice cracks some, and comes out squeaky and a little incoherently. Then he clears his throat, looks at the man that has totally flipped his world over, changed him, and made him feel some of the most amazing things, and says, in a sweet, innocent voice as he bats his eye lashes, “Fuck me Daddy! Please, fuck me hard Sir. I'm begging, I really..need it. Please. Master, fuck me! I beg you please!!” Wait! That's not what I was just thinking. That damn mouth running off again, the straight boy in him says
And the Master puts His dick against the boy's hole, and lays on a touch more lube, and starts inching in. And ohh fuck! This hurts, Xander thinks. But, he just bites his lap. He doesn't want to cry out. The Master sees that determination in the boy's face, and the way he's biting his lip. Stubborn boy!
Not to be out played, but enjoying the game, He pulls out completely, and adds more lube, and starts back in, going to about 7 inches deep, and starts fucking the slave. Going no deeper, but getting a little rougher in His thrust. Xander, still refusing to let out a noise, squeezes his eyes tight, doubles down on biting his lip. And is, on the inside, yelling, damn. It almost hurts more than it did last night! He's feeling the stress pain in the hole’s muscles, created from being fucked the night before. Now's the time the Master thinks, as He pulls out completely and buries every inch into that ass balls deep.
“Ohh fuck! God, it's soo big and…and god Daddy it hurts. Please! Ohh god…daddy. Make it feel better, please. I'm begging Daddy…take it out!”
Of course, the man has no intention of that. He's just starting on the night's main events. Therefore, He pushes the boy's legs back further, rolling his hips up some, providing a better angle to fuck at. Now He starts fucking the boy. Nice, long, deep dicking thrusts. Over and over, and over. Almost all the way out, and right back in hard. Xander is now feeling the pain shift to a more pleasant feeling. His breathing is leveling off, and he's relaxing visibly.
“Fuck me! God it feels good. Ohh Daddy! Yes, fuck me please. Fuck my hole Sir.” And he's licking his lips, and thrashing his head back and forth, pulling against his restrained wrist. Twisting against them. And he's understanding exactly what it means to feel powerless, yet empowered at the same time. He also understands the power of the sub. It's his submission, his powerlessness, that's giving his Master pleasure.
It's his begging, and his own pleas, of any kind, that feeds his Master's pleasure. And that pleasure gets given back to him by being fucked and controlled, and reduced to this place. And he understands his brother now. He feels so free and liberated in this. He's accepting he's a submissive deeper in his mind. And that he's being turned into a faggot, and he's accepting that too. Being the top is such hard work! Being a man is hard work! He thinks. Submission is so much easier.
“I love this Daddy. Fuck me harder! Please, please fuck me harder!” The Master pulls out, rolls the boy onto his right side, pushing the left leg upwards, tightly to the chest, spreading his cheeks open, exposing the boy's pink, inflamed hole and He slams right back in, forcing every inch in deep, new position, different feeling, new pains, even greater pleasure.
“Ohh god! That's soo big. And it's stretching my hole!” The Master leans in and keeps fucking his slave's ass and feeling another load start boiling inside His balls. He slaps the boy's ass hard, making him scream. “Who am I slave?”
“My Master!”
“You want my cum you straight faggot slut? Do you?”
“Ohh yes Master! Give me your cum Sir! Make your straight faggot boy take your cum Master!” And the Master buries His cock in the boy and explodes! He pumps 7 hard ropes of His cum deep in the faggot. And the faggot? His balls dribble out a load too. The Master sees it, and says,” Did you cum without my permission boy?!” And Xander’s face turns from flushed red, to ghost white!
“Ohh god! I'm so sorry Sir!” And he feels a hand slap his ass harder than he could imagine and yells when his hole clutches that thick dick violently, sending waves of pain rolling through him. Then the Master lays on top of him and kisses the slave passionately. Xander's whole body is trembling with the sexual bliss running through it. And the Master is thinking, I'm not done yet boy!
The Master pulls out of Xander's hole, and its lips are swollen, red, puffy, inflamed, and extremely sensitive. As the Master's head popped out, it made the boy's body quiver and tremble more. He moaned with a mix of pain, pleasure, relief, and even a hint of sadness. His hole felt empty, and wet as cum dripped out, and it felt sore, an ache that didn't really make him want to scream but made him aware of his ass in ways he never dreamed of. And before he could think any more, he hears something he couldn't have predicted.
“Come Alexander. Come lick my dick clean slave. Show me your appreciation and gratitude for the pleasures you have received!” And he's pulled by his legs onto his back, and has his Master's cock put in his face. Now the boy is faced with a whole new situation.
Fuck! That was just up inside my ass! Gross he thinks. And he looks at his Master, ready to question this. “It's clean boy. There's nothing bad there. Just some natural body fluids. You can do this boy!” And Xander knows he's going to do it, either easily, or the hard way. He opens his mouth, closes his eyes and licks the dick…
Fuck! His cum! So yummy the boy thinks, and starts licking the man's tool clean. He also starts getting another salty, musky flavor, and realized he's tasting his own ass juices from the inside. And it's surprisingly not bad. And then, he finishes. Until, “My balls too boy. Clean them.” As the Master places his balls over the boy's mouth. Xander does as best as he can, he's still restrained since the Master hasn't bothered to release him. After cleaning the man's dick, He walks off and Xander can hear the man taking a leak. Xander, laying there, listens to the stream hitting the water in the toilet, and thinks, I used to piss like that…
Then water from the sink. And the Master walk out drying His hands. And Xander, also needing the bathroom, says, “Sir. I really need to go too.”
“Go where Alexander?” He asked with a look of innocence.
“The bathroom Sir.!” And he's twisting a little. So beautiful, the man thinks. And His sadistic nature kicks in, an idea popping up.
“Ahh. No. You can hold it boy. Don't you dare pee on my bed either!”
Xander crosses his legs, snd starts fighting the urge. It's funny, tell someone they can't take a piss when they need to go…and all of a sudden the urge and pressure doubles. Sadistic pleasure for a Dom.
Not pleasurable for any kind of sub, which makes it even better. Now Xander is really feeling it. His eyes are floating in it. He's squeezing those muscles that hold it in, and keep it from flowing. Those muscles are being forced to hold back when they want to let go.
“Ohh god Master, please. May I go Sir? Please, I'm begging Sir. Please let me go.”
“I don't think so slave “ And Xander's urge feels even greater. What the damn! He's a jerk, I gotta go.
“Please Daddy! I can't hold it, Sir. Please let go to the bathroom, I'm begging Sir.”
“You asked properly, you may use the restroom.” The Master walks over and unties the boy, and lets him go. Xander holds his still locked together wrists up, expecting them to come off.
“Those stay slave. You have to sit, you don't need your hands.” Damn! That's cold Xander thinks as he walks quickly to the bathroom, and…sits to piss, with his shackled hands useless in front of him.
As he walks out, the Master has gone out on His balcony. Xander comes up to him. He does remember this morning. Therefore, he lneels down, and collects his thoughts. Then says, “Master, thank you for allowing me to service you tonight. Thank you for your gifts of cum Sir. And thank you for making me understand myself better Sir.” The last part surprised the man. He was proud of the boy. But! Why give praise when there's an opportunity for more sadistic fun.
“And what else are you thankful for Alexander. Think boy!” And he does. He thinks. What else? Ohh duh!
“Yes Sir, um, thank you for letting me go to the bathroom Sir!” There, I did it!
“And?”
What now? The boy is panicking. What? What the fuck does he expect…?” Now he's really wracking his head. Thinking of everything that happened. What am i missing? And then, a light bulb went on.
“Ohh, ugh. Thank you for giving pleasure Sir!” The Master looks at him, and ponders for a minute, and thinks, that's acceptable. And replies, “You're welcome Alexander. You're a good boy for remembering. I'm pleased.” And Xander is relieved.
The Master looks at the boy, and says,” Turn around Alexander, and get down on your elbows and knees, and show you butt boy.” And Xander gets into the position directed, thinking, he could have just said doggie style…and his brain freezes. He's putting me into the doggie style…ohh fuck me! Is that cane here? That came from the boy's butt, because it remembers this king of exposure and what happened this morning. The Master stands up, the full moon is providing good light.
“Spread your knees wider boy, expose your hole.” Xander does as told, and a minute later, he feels a hard slap. “Wider slave!’ And he gets them wider apart, and he's feeling an ache, as it spreads in his muscles, not used this kind of stretch or position, it creates more discomfort. He groans. The Master looks at the boy's hole, and it's still looking puffy. He runs a finger over it, and it flexes some, Xander moans. That finger caused two reactions in the boy. A slight dull ache in his hole, and a desire of being full of hard cock.
“Looks beautiful. It's puffy boy. A sure sign of being fucked by a man.”
Then He slaps the hole, and Xander yelps. His hole is definitely feeling abused and picked on. As for the Master, the Viagra is having it's desired effect, and His penis starts to harden again, getting stiff as the Master smiles, thinking, I'm going to enjoy this! Then Xander feels cool, almost cold sensation on his sore hole that is soothing it. He visibly relaxes, thinking the Master is providing some kind of ointment to ease it.
But, no such luck, as the Master straddles the boy, and puts His dick head right on the hole, and says, “ Ready for more Alexander?” Not waiting for a reply, the man just plunges right into the boy's swollen and sore hole, bottoms out, slaps the boy's ass hard. Then, He starts pummeling the boy's poor, already beat up guts. And Xander just closes and eyes, yelps, then starts moaning.
The Master really lets loose, and is showing the boy how a man fucks a hole. The Master is pulling completely out, and then plunging right back in as hard as possible. Over and over, He's making Xander feel pain and pleasure mixed in ways the boy never knew could exist. His ass is feeling great things and feeling a discomfort by being taken from a just de-virginized hole to a well fucked whore’s cunt in just 24 hours. The boy's ass hole is sore from the penetrations and abuse, he wants it to end, it hurts, but damn! It also feels so amazing to him.
Then add to the mix his g-spot, and it's awakening to the joys and pleasures of being stimulated like this, the ecstasy of being battered by a cock, and Xander's mind is lost, all it can think about is the feelings coming from his beautiful, pink hole. Now, the Master pulls out, grabs the boy by the hair, and says, “With me, now!”
He takes Xander back to the bad, bends him over it, forces the boy's face down, ass up, and pushes right back in. He starts fucking the boy's hole, and slapping his ass in both cheeks. Xander is pushing back, moaning, just mumbling yes, and more, and it hurts, and gis this feels amazing. The Master is smiling.
Xander is now in his sub space, and his total existence is centered on the feelings radiating outward from his ass and cascading throughout his body. His locked penis is aching, his balls are aching like a case of serious blue balls. He should be screaming and begging for this to end, but he can't because he does not want it too.
The Master, always thinking of ways to make a slave feel humiliation and degradation, has decided its time to change things up. So He pulls out, yet again, to the sounds of Xander whimpering and begging for more. Than He unbinds the cuffs on Xander, quickly reconnecting them behind the boy, repositions him, and mounts Him like a stallion in heat
He plows right back in, holding Xander's arms upwards on his back, stressing boy's shoulders, and this forcing Xander's face into the sheets. And Xander, feels something on his face. Its wet and cool, and smells like…butt juices and cum. Damn! He has my face buried in the wet spot on his bed, Xander's mind screams. And, the submissive in him says, that's so damn hot!! The ‘straight boy’ screams, that's gross!
The Master says, “Yeah slave. That's it. Taste and smell that boy. There's more coming slave. This is your purpose boy. This is why you exist Alexander. “ And Xander can not come up a rebuttal because he actually is starting to believe it in his own head and heart.
“Yes Master. This is my purpose. Please Master, more!” The Master gives him more. He's in the best position to hammer an ass, from the back, laying on top, straddling the bottom. Full access, opened for business, and long dicking welcomed. The boy is drooling, again making incoherent sounds. He thinks he's screaming for more, but in reality, he sounds like a blathering fool too drunk or high to speak.
And he is high. High on massive doses of endorphins running through him. He's never felt so good in life. This is so fucking awesome. It feels good. It hurts too. And I can't get enough! He pushes his ass back and up some, reflexively begging for more and offering up his hole in utter submission to the man fucking him. And he yells, “Yes Daddy, beat my pussy up!”
What the fuck did I just say? He wonders. Pussy? And his ass answers back, yep, pussy. And it sings in the boy's head, I'm a pussy and we love it! And Xander agrees, he loves it. Fuck me, this is awesome! And then, in his aching balls he feels a burning pain that's not bad, but definitely getting his attention, and he knows what's coming.
He feels the building up orgasm starting in his hole, feels it spreading throughout his body. His hole is clamping shut, then spasms open, giving the man's dick permission to enter harder. His legs are flailing, up, down, left to right. His feet are jerking about, his toes cracking under the pressure of being curled tightly. And he screams, “Master. I'm going to come. Please Sir. Let me cum!” For the first time in his life, he's asked permission to do what will happen naturally, and he feels amazing.
“Yes Alexander, you may cum!” And boy feels his cock trying shot like it's always done, but the cage impedes it, and the boy yells as the most intense orgasm possible rocks him to the core, while making his balls hurt like a sledgehammer just pounded them. It's hurts, but the rest of him is alive in throes of passion and ecstasy.
The actions of the boy's ass hole spasming, and the sounds of his orgasm pull the Master over the finish line, and He cums deep inside the boy. His orgasm, while not as intense as the slave's, is just as satisfying, and more importantly, feeds his narcissistic self with feelings of self awe. Fuck that was amazing, and He's still shaking from his orgasm, and I did that to him! The Master thinks to himself, as he pulls out, and hears Xander whimpering again as the head pops out. The boy's hole has never felt so…alive.
The Master unshackles His boy toy, pulls him into His arms and kisses him. Xander responds, and kisses back, then, holding the man in his weakened arms, whispers quietly, “Thank you Master for that. It Was amazing!” The Master smiles, and says, “You're a good boy for remembering to thank me.” Xander is slightly miffed about the tone and words said back, and slowly releases the man, thinking of something to say, but instead, reaches back to rub his sore hole.
“Ohh my fucking god! It's.. it's…it's ruined! What did you do to my butt hole Daddy?!” The Master laughs, and says, “Stop being so a melodramatic slave! It'll be fine boy, and I have something that'll help it to tighten back up right here.” And flips the boy over as he grabs something from inside a nightstand, and says, “Push back and open up Alexander!” He then pushes a small butt plug into the boy's ass, which causes it to grip the invader as the small thin area between the base and flared object rest exactly where it goes. And his ass instantly complains with being sore, discomfort, and pain from holding this thing that just invaded him.
“Owww! What the fuck is that?” He screams. The Master quickly slaps his face, then his ass even harder. Both spots hurt, but are quickly replaced with holes' torturous screams as it grips the plug.
“Do not speak like that to me again slave! Know your place. And that is a butt plug. It'll help you stay tight. Now, get up, clean up, and get ready for bed boy. Not a single word or you'll spend the night in my closet, sleeping in a dog cage!”
Xander, feeling like he's been taken to a whole new low, meekly replies, “Yes Sir.” And starts getting up, he hears, “That plug will make it feel better, and after it comes out in the morning, you'll appreciate having it there.” The next morning, Xander learned another lesson, never take the Master's words at face value. When the man twisted and pulled on, and removed the butt plug, Xander's ass felt it, and instantly started throbbing with a dull achy pain and discomfort. And yes, he did appreciate having it there, as the Master said, because he did not appreciate it being taken out..from there. Fuck me, that man loves abusing my ass, he thinks!
