The Message and the Anticipation
Adi’s phone buzzed late one night, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw a new Grindr notification. The profile picture was faceless, just a shot of a sturdy, masculine torso clad in a tank top, broad and commanding. The message was simple: *"I see you. Tell me what you really want, boy."* Adi felt his fingers tremble slightly as he typed back, hesitating for a moment before spilling everything he had been suppressing. This wasn’t the first time he had encountered a man who teased him on the app, but something about this “Daddy” felt different.
Daddy, as Adi would refer to him from now on, seemed to understand Adi’s desperation right away. He knew exactly how to play with his emotions, drawing out every admission of his neediness. It was a slow back-and-forth that felt less like a conversation and more like a carefully choreographed dance where Daddy led, and Adi followed, eager to please.
_"What would you do for me if I gave you the chance?"_
_"Anything, sir. I just want to serve you. I want to be at your feet. I want to lick, suck, and worship."_ Adi felt a blush rise on his cheeks as he typed the words, but it was the truth, and he hoped Daddy could feel his sincerity.
_"That’s what I thought. But it’s not about what you want, is it? It’s about what *I* want. You’re going to have to earn it, boy. You’ll be here tonight, and I’ll decide what happens. Understood?"_
Adi’s heart raced as he read the message. He eagerly agreed, filled with anticipation. Before heading to work the next morning, he slipped into his chastity cage. It felt tight, restrictive, but it was a constant reminder of what awaited him later. All day long, as he went about his tasks, his mind wandered back to the night ahead. The thought of Daddy, of finally meeting him, of fulfilling his every command, was the only thing that kept him going through the long hours of mundane work.
As the clock struck the end of his shift, Adi rushed home, quickly showering and putting on his chastity once again. His excitement was palpable, but just as he was about to head out to Daddy’s place, his phone buzzed.
*"Rain check, boy. Not tonight. Don’t get too excited yet."*
Adi’s heart sank. The anticipation that had built up all day came crashing down. Daddy had canceled, and Adi was left to simmer in his frustration. It was clear this wasn’t just a game of dominance; Daddy was playing with his mind, making him wait, making him want more. Adi groaned in frustration but knew there was nothing he could do. He would have to wait another day.
The next morning, the same routine repeated itself. Adi strapped on his chastity, his excitement and desperation building up once again. By the time the evening came around, he was practically trembling with need. Daddy had told him to wait in a nearby park until he was ready. Adi sat on a bench, his heart pounding in his chest as he anxiously waited for the message to come. But the minutes ticked by, and there was nothing.
Finally, Adi couldn’t take it anymore. He shot off a message in frustration: _"Are you going to keep me waiting all night?"_
The reply was swift. _"Impatient, are we? Maybe I’ll have to punish you for that. Come in now."_ Adi swallowed hard, knowing he had walked right into Daddy’s trap.
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Chapter 2: Becoming Daddy's Dog
Adi entered the house as instructed, his heart thudding in his chest. Daddy's home was dimly lit, but the air felt thick with power. Daddy’s voice came from the other room, firm and commanding: _"Go to the bathroom. Strip down and wear nothing but that chastity. Crawl to me."_
Adi obeyed instantly. His fingers fumbled with his clothes, discarding them until he was completely naked, save for the cold, tight chastity device around his cock. His breathing was shallow as he bit down on the keys, his mouth filled with the metallic taste. Slowly, he dropped to all fours, crawling through the hallway toward the bedroom, where Daddy awaited him.
When Adi finally reached the bedroom, his gaze lifted to see Daddy lounging on the bed, an arrogant smirk playing on his lips. He looked down at Adi like a predator who had already caught his prey. Adi crawled forward, his heart pounding harder as he approached. With a trembling mouth, he dropped the chastity keys onto Daddy’s broad, muscular chest.
Daddy’s hand closed around the keys, and Adi felt a rush of heat spread through his body. He had never felt more powerless, more eager to please. He could barely contain himself as he moved his mouth down, swallowing Daddy’s thick cock. Adi’s mind went blank as he deepthroated Daddy’s length, each thrust sending him further into a haze of submission and need. Daddy’s cock grew harder, pulsing with every deep suck.
Without warning, the sound of jingling keys filled the air. Daddy was shaking them, a silent message that Adi wasn’t doing well enough. Panic flared inside Adi. Was he not pleasing Daddy? He had to do better. With renewed determination, Adi went harder, his mouth moving up and down with the fervor of a dog desperate to prove his worth. His own body trembled with the need to be good for Daddy.
Daddy smirked down at Adi, enjoying the way he worked so frantically, oblivious to the game. With each shake of the keys, Adi tried harder, moaning as he deepthroated, his mouth and throat working tirelessly.
Daddy’s breath hitched, his hips thrusting faster. Adi could feel it. Daddy was close, and so was Adi. He had become nothing but a dog in heat, eager for Daddy’s approval, desperate to be fed that thick load. With a final thrust, Daddy came, his hand holding Adi’s head down, pushing his cock deep into Adi’s throat as he spilled every drop.
Adi didn’t pull back, even when he felt Daddy’s body relax. He stayed there, waiting for permission to stop.
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Chapter 3: The Dog’s Reward
Adi finally lifted his head from Daddy’s softening cock, panting heavily, his mouth still wet with Daddy’s cum. He didn’t need any instructions; he knew what came next. Like the obedient foot dog he had become, he slid off the bed and onto the floor, moving immediately to Daddy’s feet.
Daddy watched with a lazy smile as Adi licked his feet, his tongue sliding over each toe with reverence. Adi worshipped them with the same desperate need he had worshipped Daddy’s cock. Daddy leaned back, enjoying the sight, savoring the control he had over Adi. Without a word, he grabbed the leash and collar that were lying nearby, fastening them around Adi’s neck.
Once the collar was secure, Daddy tugged gently on the leash, guiding Adi into the living room. Daddy propped his feet up on the coffee table, giving Adi all the space he needed to continue his worship. Adi licked, sucked, and kissed Daddy’s feet, all the while painfully aware of the tightness of his chastity cage.
As Adi licked, Daddy toyed with the chastity key in his hand, letting it dangle teasingly in front of Adi’s face. Adi’s eyes followed the key with desperation, his body trembling as he leaked inside the cage. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Daddy unlocked the cage.
Adi gasped as the relief hit him, but the desperation remained. His cock throbbed as he licked Daddy’s feet with even more fervor, the heat of his need driving him wild. He couldn’t stop himself; he was a dog in heat, and he needed release. Daddy’s scent filled his senses, and without warning, Adi started humping Daddy’s leg, his body moving in rhythm with his need.
Daddy chuckled, amused by how far gone Adi had become. With a final, desperate thrust, Adi shot his load all over Daddy’s feet, panting heavily as the pleasure coursed through him. Without a word, he bent down and licked his mess clean, his body exhausted but satisfied.
When the floor was spotless, Adi collapsed beside Daddy, curling up at his feet. Daddy, still holding the leash, passed out on the couch, the leash coiled loosely in his hand. Adi, now his loyal foot dog, drifted off to sleep, content in his place.
