It was unusual to sleep in any morning as I’d grown accustomed to rising early for urinal duty. That particular Sunday, Sir’s fairy was taking my place. It must have slept with our Sir after their Saturday night outing since it wasn’t in my bed sleeping with me.
Since I was awake, I showered, shaved and douched, as a faggot must always be ready for anything. I quietly made my way to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. I was startled when I heard a loud SLAP, and then Sir’s loud voice yelling, “LOOK AT THE MESS YOU MADE, FAIRY! I DONE TOLD YOU YESTERDAY YOU SWALLOW MY PISS NOT SPIT IT OUT!”
Then I heard another loud slap followed by “FAGGOT GET YOUR ASS IN HERE!”
I ran over quickly to my Sir’s bedroom and saw the fairy cowering naked in a corner with a red left cheek, sitting in a small wet patch of carpet. My Sir was also naked, his soft cock in his hand.
“FAGGOT, ON YOUR KNEES AND OPEN YOUR MOUTH! FAIRY, PAY ATTENTION SO YOU CAN LEARN HOW TO SWALLOW PISS!”
My Sir pushed his penis through my lips and I formed an extra tight seal.
As a seasoned piss drinker, I was more than able to guzzle down this potent excretion, no doubt extra sour from a ton of processed alcohol. To most this would seem disgusting and gross, but not for me. For me it is always a source of satisfaction, meeting my Sir, my King’s, natural need.
Once the deed was completed, my Sir kicked his fairy out of his bedroom, closed his door, and went back to bed.
The fairy began sobbing uncontrollably.
“Can I offer you some advice, fairy?”
“What? I know already, I am not a good urinal.”
“Do you want to be a good urinal? Do you want to please our Sir and make him happy?”
“Yes, of course I do. That’s why I am here. I want to serve and obey our Sir.”
“Well then you have to force yourself to drink from his tap. There’s no way around it. You have to overcome your fear, overcome your revulsion that you are drinking another man’s piss. You have to retrain your brain my faggot brother. You have to tell yourself you are swallowing the precious gift that our Sir provides us. You have to pretend you are drinking your favorite beverage and savoring it. You have to think about how satisfied our Sir is when we accept his golden nectar into our faggot throats. I always feel blessed when our Sir gives some of himself to me. It is a true honor.”
“I will try, I will keep trying, I don’t want to disappoint our Sir.”
“That’s the spirit, soon any form of piss play will be so much fun for you, but you have a more immediate concern to think about. What are you going to do about that piss stain in Sir’s carpet?”
“I have my car here, I can go down to Home Depot and rent a carpet cleaner.”
“Hurry up, our Sir will be awake soon and you’ll want to fix that right away. Don’t be surprised if he has you clean every room in the house.”
“Ok, I’m going. I’ll be back as soon as possible.”
I hadn’t expected Sir Jace to wake up so soon. His fairy was still out getting the carpet cleaner.
“Where’s that useless fairy?”, he barked.
“Sir, it went to rent a carpet cleaner, Sir.”
“Really? Who gave it permission to leave my house, faggot?”
“Sir, with all due respect, I thought you would have wanted it to clean up its mess, Sir.”
“Faggot, since when do you think on my behalf? I never asked you to do such a thing! Faggot, if you’re tryin’ to piss me off, you succeeded. Wait ‘til that fucking fairy gets home! The two of you are gonna get it! I can promise you that!”
“I’m sorry, Sir, please, I didn’t mean to upset you, Sir.”
“Faggot, did you just say you’re sorry? You know I never accept apologies from anyone, ever. The next words out of your mouth better be something along the lines of admitting you fucked up and you’re gonna accept whatever I decide to dish out! You hear me, faggot!”
“Yes Sir! I admit I had no authority to send your fairy out of the house, Sir. I should be corrected for my behavior, Sir!”
“That’s more like it, faggot. Go fetch me my paddle, faggot. Now!”
When the fairy came through the front door, I was ass up on my Sir’s lap, my butt turning a deep shade of crimson. Yes, it hurt. Yes, I deserved it for overstepping my Sir’s authority, and yes, I felt my Sir’s boner under me growing harder by the minute as hearing me yelp and cry out from the searing sting of wood on flesh made him excited.
My Sir pushed me off of him like a sack of dirt when he finished and yelled at the fairy as it was stripping down to its jock at the door.
“You’re next, fairy! Get your ass over here!”
I knelt at my Sir’s feet and kissed them attempting to pay tribute and show respect, he just kicked me away and yelled that I should get out of his sight unless I wanted the cane.
I crawled away to the kitchen and heard the crack of the paddle over the fairy’s ass over and over and the fairy screamed bloody murder, screeching like a little bitch. Knowing my Sir as I do, being the sadist that he is, that must have been music to his ears. He’d be wanting to unleash that load building in his balls.
Sir Jace was so exasperated with his fairy after the piss incident and then disappearing without his consent that he banished it to my bedroom for some “time to think about what it had done” and Sir demanded the fairy’s plan to make it up to him.
That meant it would be my ass on the receiving end of Sir’s dick. My Sir snuck up on me in the kitchen as I was clearing off the counter. He pushed my back down which pushed out my ass. I hadn’t put away the vegetable oil. Sir grabbed it and he must have poured some in his hand because I could hear him using his hand coating his cock.
I gripped the countertop and knew his entry wouldn’t be gentle. I felt my hole stuffed with my Sir’s eight and half thick inches of hardness right down to his balls.
My Sir slapped my already burning red ass hard with the palm of his hand a few times before pulling his big cock all the way out and then thrusting back inside all the way even harder. My Sir was spearing my hole repeatedly taking my breath away as I held on and grunting feeling my tight asshole loosening up.
“Faggot, I think you deliberately pissed me off just to get this dick! I wouldn’t put it past you!”
I didn’t, but I wasn’t in any position to argue my case.
“I am your faggot, Sir. You are my King, Sir!, I screamed hoping that would help.
“I am your King, faggot! I am your God, I made you the faggot you are!”
“Ohhh yes, thank you, Sir! You are my God, Sir!”
“Fuck yes, I am! I’m gonna fuck my holy seed right up your fucking ass, faggot!”
“Please, Sir! Bless me with your holy seed, Sir!”
I felt my Sir’s cock bloat even thicker inside me. My Sir gets off on faggots confirming his superiority over us, his need to dominate us.
“Take it, faggot! Feel my big royal cock fucking your faggot ass!”
“Yes Sir, your royal cock feels so deep up my pussy, my Sir, my King!”
I felt my Sir’s thrusting become erratic and his hands gripped my hips like a vice, he stood on his toes, his body fully flexed and he growled loudly.
“Ooohhhhh fuuuuccckkkk! Ohhhhh fffuuuuuuucccckk! Fucking take my load, faggot! Feel my cock filling your pussy with my jizz. Ohhhhh fuuuccck!”
I spun myself around quickly and knelt in front of my Sir’s delicious cock. His seed brought light to my life as I voraciously ate it. I kissed his balls and his shaft.
“Thank you, Sir. Thank you for filling me with your milk, Sir!”
Then I groveled at his feet, kissing his toes.
Sir Jace leered at me, his gaze a hard stare, taking in my submission and humility like the deity he is.
“Go fetch my fairy, faggot!”
“Yes Sir, right away, Sir!
I walked into my bedroom and the fairy was kneeling in a corner, deep in thought.
I shook its shoulder, “Come with me, right away!”
When I saw my Sir sitting in his throne wearing just his black CK boxer-briefs I pulled on the fairy’s arm and had him take to his knees as did I.
“Faggot, you can make me breakfast now. You’re dismissed.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Fairy, what do you have to say for yourself? I can’t wait to hear how you will repent. I have no idea why you thought it would be a good idea to leave my house without my consent. On the weekend, you’re my property. I own you. I’m responsible for your well-being. I take that seriously. You violated my trust, fairy. I’m disappointed to say the least.”
“Sir, ummm, I ahhh, I will clean all the carpets in the house, Sir. It’s the least I can do, Sir, for spilling your piss on the rug, Sir.”
“That’s a given, fairy. That was going to happen anyway. You’ve only got today to make things right. What do you think is fair, fairy?”
“Sir, I could give you a blowjob, Sir?”
“I could get a blowjob from any faggot and have one making my breakfast in the kitchen. Try again.”
“Sir, I don’t know, Sir?”
“Of course you don’t, you’re a stupid useless faggot. How about we play a little game, fairy?”
“Sir?”
“It’s called truth or dare. You have to either tell me the truth or if you pick dare, I get to dare you to do something of my choice. Doesn’t that sound like fun, fairy?”
“I guess, Sir.”
“You guess? That’s not an answer to the question! Yes or no, isn’t this going to be fun?”
“Yes Sir, it will be fun, Sir!”
“Oh yes, my fairy, it will be very fun, for me. So which will you choose, truth or dare?”
“Truth, Sir!”
“Good choice, fairy. Alright, then, truth. When is the first time you had sex with another man? I expect the truth, fairy.”
“Sir, I was 17 years old, Sir. My older cousin had a friend who forced me to suck his cock, Sir. It was the first time I swallowed cum, Sir!”
“And you liked it, didn’t you, fairy? You liked being told what to do and you liked sucking that cock and swallowing that cum. Is that when you realized you were a faggot?”
“Yes Sir, I liked it a lot, but I was ashamed of myself, Sir.”
“Ashamed of being a faggot? A queer? Yet, here you are all these years later letting me bully you around and taking my dick, admitting to the world that you’re a lowly, pathetic, scum with a dick as big as a nub. It sounds to me that you should be thanking your cousin’s friend for seeing you for who you are, thanking him for showing you your true self.”
“Yes Sir, I should thank him, Sir.”
“Well, today’s your lucky day my fairy. We get to play truth and dare. It’s my house, I make the rules. So, I think we ought to call your cousin’s friend and thank him properly. What a fun game this is!”
“Sir? Do we have to?”
“SLAP! SLAP!” Right across the fairy’s face.
“Fairy, you are in the middle of repenting and you’re questioning me? Must I cane your ass?”
“Sir, please, no, no, I will get my phone, Sir, please don’t cane my ass, Sir!”
“Stop begging and get me your phone, now, fairy!”
“Yes Sir!”
The fairy provided his passcode and the number for his cousin.
“Hello, is this Danny?”
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“Yes, who is this?”
“This is Jace, your faggot cousin’s owner. You remember he sent you that pic last week of himself wearing that little pink cage on its small dick and wearing my collar?”
“Yeah, I knew my cousin was a sick perv! What do you want from me?”
“We need to get in touch with one of your friends that used your cousin’s mouth about 15years ago. You still keep in touch with him?”
“Oh shit, what? My buddy Vinny was always such a horny mother fucker. I knew he was getting blowjobs but didn’t know it was my own cousin giving them out. Yeah, I still have his number.”
“Excellent, please send it to this number now. Thanks, Danny.”
A moment later, our Sir was dialing Vinny’s number.
“Yo, who’s this?”
“Hello Vincent, this is Jace. You don’t know me, but we both know someone who used to be called Chris, and is now one of my faggots. Actually, I call it fairy. I understand it used to suck you off back in the day?”
“Holy fuck! Yes, I remember that homo. Couldn’t get enough of my dick”
“Well Vincent, if you’re not doing anything this afternoon, my fairy would love to thank you properly for introducing it to its faggot life. It’s right here in front of me and looks so excited to reunite with you.”
“Yeah, sure. I can’t wait to see it after all these years.”
Our Sir texted his address and it was all arranged.
My faggot brother looked so distraught. He was about to confront one of his bullies.
“Now, now my fairy”, our Sir said rubbing its bald head, “is this any way to show me appreciation for what I’ve done for you? It isn’t every day you get to thank the man who has given you this faggot life that you crave. I’ll tell you what, why don’t you start cleaning the carpet in my bedroom and think about what you’re gonna say to Vincent when he gets here. Go on, make yourself useful.”
“Yes Sir, thank you, Sir.”
“Fairy, aren’t you forgetting something? Thank you, Sir, for what? Be specific.”
“Sir, thank you for allowing me to clean your carpets. Thank you for allowing me to thank Vinny for awakening my faggot sensibilities, Sir. Thank you for being a generous and kind, Sir.”
“That’s more like it, only you really gotta put your heart into it fairy. Say it like you really mean it next time.”
“Yes Sir!”
Sir’s fairy started in cleaning off our Sir’s piss stained carpet in his bedroom when the doorbell rang. Sir was just finishing his breakfast and was still just wearing his black boxer-briefs watching ESPN reclining on his throne.
I went to get the door and that’s when I met Mr. Vincent. He was a good looking Alpha man. Standing at 6’1, 185 if I had to guess, straight jet black hair parted on the side, a thick black mustache and a permanent five o’clock shadow, under the v-neck of his shirt there was thick dark chest hair very visible, his jeans were tight. His bulge looked evident and his feet were big, too, not my Sir’s size 14’s, but slightly smaller.
“Hello, Mr. Vincent, please come in. My Sir is expecting you.”
“What the fuck? What the hell is this, who are you?”
“I’m Sir’s faggot, Mr. Vincent.”
My Sir came over and the two men shook hands. My Sir insisted I bring Mr. Vincent a drink and the two conversed on the sofa before I was sent to fetch his fairy.
“So let me get this straight, you have a full-time faggot, and Chris is your weekend faggot? And they do anything you want? That’s crazy!”
“Vincent, in my house, Chris doesn’t exist. It is my other faggot that I call fairy. I had to change its name since I already call the other one faggot.”
“So your fairy wants to thank me? Seriously, Jace, I was such a prick back then. I used to wrestle it down to the ground and force it to suck my dick. I mean, it was always obvious it was a faggot with that lisp and the way it sashayed when it walked, but I shouldn’t have done that.”
“You can’t change the past, Vincent. The truth is, the fairy admitted just this morning that it liked when you did that. You see, faggots aren’t like us. They will do just about anything for dick, they will do anything to satisfy men like us. They are grateful for it. My faggots thank me a hundred times a day, it’s pathetic. They have no shame, no morality. It’s a beautiful thing to have a faggot worship the ground I walk on, Vincent. Men like us, we deserve that kind of respect from these faggots. We’re the reason why they wake up every morning.”
“Fuck, I had no idea a world like this existed. I been banging chicks all these years and they are so damn needy and never listen, and these days if I lay a hand on a chick it would be all over social media and I’d be out of a job and in jail.”
“Vincent, faggots expect and require a firm hand. When they step out of line it is up to us men to correct them, just this morning, I paddled both my faggots’ asses for disobedience. You know what? They both thanked me for it, as they should. Then I banged my faggot over the kitchen counter, because I could. I am the King of this castle, Vincent. My faggots worship me like a God.”
“Fucking awesome. So can I see the fairy now? I really can’t wait to see it again after all these years.”
“Sure, I think it’s time. Hey faggot, go get my fairy!”
“Yes Sir. Of course, Sir!”
“Shit”, Vincent said, “you got it made, Jace. I wish I had a faggot to boss around.”
“Vincent, who’s to say you can’t? Faggots are a dime a dozen, but you gotta find one that has top notch domestic skills, can suck a good dick, and mine is even my personal urinal. The fairy hasn’t taken to swallowing my piss, but I’m working on it.”
Just as my Sir was finishing his sentence, I presented the fairy to our Sir and Mr. Vincent.
The fairy kneeled on the carpet, hands behind its back, and kissed our Sir’s feet.
It must have come as quite a shock to Mr. Vincent to see the fairy wearing a collar around its neck, wearing only a white jockstrap and devoid of any hair in its body.
“Fairy, show some respect to my guest, Vincent.”
The fairy kissed Mr. Vincent’s shoes, too.
“Fairy, wouldn’t you like to show off your pretty pink cage to my guest? Pull down your jock so we can see it, although we might need a microscope it’s so tiny.”
“Yes Sir, thank you Sir.”
“For…”, Sir prompted.
“For allowing me to show your guest my pretty pink cage, Sir.”
I think Mr. Vincent stifled a laugh when the fairy said it, but he couldn’t stop laughing when the fairy pulled the pouch of the jock off to the side.
“Holy shit, Jace. I’ve never seen such a small dick in my life! I mean, your fairy had no choice but to be a faggot with that thing. What was it gonna do with that anyway?”
“Exactly, Vincent. Rather than fight it, the fairy embraced its fate, and you had a big role in that in its formative years. That’s why you’re here, my fairy wants to thank you properly, don’t you?”
“Yes Sir, thank you, Sir, for giving me the opportunity to thank Vinny properly.”
My Sir slapped his fairy’s face.
“Fairy, you show my guest respect. That’s Mr. Vincent to you! Understood?”
“Yes Sir, Mr. Vincent, Sir!”
I observed this from the kitchen. My Sir always enjoys showing off his dominance and power over us faggots. He always likes an audience.
“Look Mr. Vincent in the eyes and thank him, fairy,”
“Mr. Vincent, thank you for forcing me to suck your cock all those years ago. The truth is, I liked it. I liked it a lot, Mr. Vincent. It made me happy to feel you cumming inside my mouth, Mr. Vincent. It’s because of you that I realized I’m a faggot and being a faggot was the only way to live a fulfilling life, I will always be grateful to you, Mr. Vincent. Thank you.”
The fairy bent down to kiss Mr. Vincent’s shoes again.
“I guess I should say you’re welcome, fairy? I had no idea I had such an impact on your life. Wow!”
Sir Jace chimed in.
“You did, give yourself some credit. Look how fulfilled this faggot is right now humiliating itself for you.”
“Yes, I can see that. So fucked up.!”
“No, Vincent, this is the natural order of things. This faggot is wired differently than us men. Once you realize that, it’s not fucked up at all. Vincent, since the fairy is already on its knees in front of you, you want it to blow you? It’s the least it can do to thank you for all you’ve done for it.”
“Seriously, Jace? Like I can just whip my dick out right now and if will blow me? Right in front of you and the other faggot?”
“Absolutely serious. If it makes you more comfortable, I can take my faggot into its bedroom and give you some privacy..”
“That would be great. I don’t think I’d get it up with an audience.”
“Come on faggot, let’s leave these two alone for a few minutes.”
Well, of course while the fairy was reacquainting itself with Mr. Vincent’s cock, my Sir had me on my knees sucking on his. I heard Mr. Vincent groaning with pleasure, the fairy must have been doing a good job. Sir Jace seemed to become inspired by what was happening in the other room. His hands held my head tightly as his masterpiece found its way into my throat. Sir’s balls bounced off my chin as I slobbered and dribbled. I moaned over my Sir’s meat, the vibration always giving additional sensation to my Sir.
We both overheard Mr. Vincent growling, and shouting.
“Holy fuck! I’m gonna cum down your throat fairy! I always knew you were a faggot! I should’ve claimed you all those years ago! Fuck! Ohhh fuck. Here it cums, bitch!
Ooohhhhhhhh ffffuuuuccckkkk yeeessss! Ohhhhhhhh fffuuccckkk swallow my fucking load! Oh fuck! Fucking fantastic! Ohhhh man…”
Seconds later my Sir roared like a lion slamming his cock down my throat as it fired off a second load of the day. I’m certain the fairy savored the gift it had received just as I had.
My Sir pulled his cock away from me and I wiped my chin off with my forearm. I needed to catch my breath. There was a lot of cum to swallow.
My Sir tucked his cock back I to his briefs and went back out to the living room. Mr. Vincent looked so relaxed and had a huge smile on his face. The fairy had resumed its carpet cleaning chores.
“How was it, Vincent? Sounded like you enjoyed using the fairy’s mouth.”
“Ohh fuck, Jace, I did. It was just what I needed. No chick can suck my dick like that.”
“I agree, Vincent. That’s why faggots are the best. They crave it. They are natural born cocksuckers. They love it. Chicks don’t know shit about sucking dick.”
“And you have two of them. What a lucky man, Jace.”
“I do, but you could have one, too. You should really think about it. You know the fairy is only mine on weekends. It’s training under my guidance. If you are serious about taking in a faggot, in a few weeks the fairy will be ready to go. I should mention, my faggots pay for themselves. My faggot has a full-time job and its paycheck goes to me. The fairy pays me, too. They pay for themselves and then some plus they do everything around the house. I don’t ever have to lift a finger.”
“That’s incredible. It’s like they are paying you to boss them around and fuck them. That’s hard to believe.”
“It’s true, it’s all very real, Vincent. I’m telling you, these faggots need men like us to guide them, otherwise they just whore themselves out looking for direction in all the wrong places. It takes a real man to do what I do. I have to be demanding and firm. I have to be willing to do whatever it takes to get them to live up to their potential, sometimes it’s brutal. I have an arsenal of paddles, canes, floggers, whips and I’m not afraid to use them. Sometimes I torture them mentally to bend their will until they see things my way. There are many methods to bring out the best in a faggot.”
“I know we just met, Jace, but I’ve always aspired to be like you. I’ve just not had anyone in my life to turn to, to help me get there. Would you be willing to train me to be the fairy’s Master?”
“I would, Vincent. You seem exactly like the type of man who should take in a fairy. You have big dick energy, Vincent. I could tell these things just like I can spot a faggot. The fairy would be lucky to have you as its Master. How about you come stay with us the next couple of weekends and I can introduce you to the good life?”
“Hell yes! I’d love it!”
The two Alpha men exchanged bro hugs and it was all settled. Mr. Vincent would be coming Friday nights just like the fairy.
When Mr. Vincent left, my Sir called me over to him.
“Faggot, we’re gonna have another houseguest the next few weekends. Vincent will be training to be the fairy’s Master. I expect you to show him the same respect you do for me. Anything he asks, you do it. No questions asked. You hear me, faggot? You don’t embarrass me!”
“Sir, yes Sir! I will be on my best behavior, Sir!”
“Good faggot. I’m gonna go to the gym now. You make sure the fairy cleans all the carpets and I expect t you to stay busy, too. Idle time is wasted time, faggot!”
“Yes Sir, of course, Sir!”
