At this point is was an irrefutable fact that Tom was my slave. His life surrounded me in complete devotion, I was his God and he was just a pathetic little fag that did nothing but please me. After his messing divorce I installed myself in his bedroom, leaving him to either sleep outside on the patio or if I was in a good mood at the foot of the bed.
Today was like most days, Tom got up at 5 and began to prepare my breakfast. He knew exactly what I had and if it was in the least bit imperfect, I would get angry. He walked into what was now my room and looked at me as if too ask permission to speak. I nodded at him.
“Here’s your breakfast, Sir.” He said as he shakily placed the tray on my bed, his naked body already showing signs of arousal.
“Did I tell you, you could get hard, fag?” I sternly said while piercing him with my stare.
“I’m- I’m sorry, Sir…” He whispered while bowing his head. “Serving a man like you, gets me this way.”
I smirked, such a pathetic boy, I guess there was nothing he could do about that, it’s absolutely imposible for someone’s body to ignore someone like me. As I began sipping the protein shake he made for me, I realized it was too warm, he could never get anything right. I spit the contents of my mouth all over him and threw the shake at him.
“You fucking idiot… how many times do I have to tell you I like these ice cold?” I barked at his fragile frame.
He began turning red as he always did. “I’m sorry, It’s my fault.” He said as he scurried to pick everything up from the floor.
“It is, now go make everything again, I’m sure the rest of the food is trash as well.” I said. “By the way, I was in a good mood today, I was even going to reward you for being a good boy, but it seems like you’re just a fuck up fag, aren’t you?” I said while throwing the rest of my breakfast on the floor. “You deserve punishment for this, I want you in the garage at 5 pm, naked.” I instructed carefully.
“Sir… I get out of work at 8 today.” He whimpered.
“Well then I guess you’re going to work something out, huh?”
He nodded and picked everything up, leaving for the kitchen to uselessly try to repair the meal he had just ruined for his Master.
