Sir Jace's Faggot

There are so many things I love about my Sir, but one thing that stands out is his ability to move on after a proper “correction” session.

I’d been whipped and flogged as a result of failing to put my Sir first above all else. This well-deserved and well-needed punishment, seemed to do the trick. I needed to endure the wrath of my Sir’s fury as a reminder of exactly who was in charge. I think my Sir beat any iota of ego I may have had left.

For that entire weekend, Sir Jace didn’t need to slap me or correct me or remind me of my priorities. He said he was “proud of me”, and that I was a “good faggot” several times. I think for me, these words of positive reinforcement and encouragement go a long way. Nothing is worse than hearing disappointment in my Sir’s voice. I’d earned the privilege of swallowing my Sir’s urine again, and my Sir used my throat and my butt holes to relive his sexual needs. After not having any contact with his cock for three full days, before the night of reckoning when my body was lashed to a pulp, I was even more grateful, letting my Sir know that I would never ever take him for granted ever again. My Sir said “we’ll see about that, faggot. Don’t make any promises you can’t keep.”

So now it was a full five days later from the night at the Club, and I was sitting at my desk doing my job when Sir Jace burst through my door at lunch time. We hadn’t made plans for lunch, in fact, l’d made us both to-go lunches that morning.

“Hey faggot, drop what you’re doing and let’s go.”

I almost asked him where we were going, but I didn’t want to seem disagreeable, so I stopped and left with my Sir.

I took my seat in the back of Sir’s truck and when we were on the road, he looked in the rear view mirror at me.

“I’m very proud of you, faggot. You didn’t even ask where we were going. You just did as you were told. That’s how it should be every day, all day. You see how much easier it is when you don’t question me.”

“Yes Sir.””

“As a reward, I’m going to tell you now where I’m taking you.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

“We’re going to my buddy’s jewelry store to try on some wedding rings.”

“Oh Sir, that’s fantastic, Sir!”

”It is, faggot! I’m so glad you are excited.  James is an old friend from high school. His family ran this jewelry store for fifty years and now he’s taken it over since his father passed away.”

“Sir, I’m so happy, I could cry, Sir.”

“Don’t be such a baby, faggot. Save the crying for the wedding.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Don’t be intimidated by James when you meet him. He’s a few inches taller than me, and from what I understand, he’s twice as sadistic as I am! I once heard he was famous for hanging his slave boys upside down while whipping them just for looking at him the wrong way. If you stay on his good side, he’s actually a really nice guy.”

“Upside down? For real, Sir?”

“Yes, that’s what the rumor is, but you know people say things all the time. Why? You want me to whip you upside down? Wasn’t last Friday enough?”

“Sir, I don’t know, that decision would be up to you, Sir.”

“It would, yes, you’re right about that. I’ll tell you what, next time I whip you, I’ll think about stringing you up by your feet. That does sound very exciting.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Faggot, I’ve asked James to show us white gold bands. That is my preference.”

“Yes Sir, I’ll be happy and so grateful for whatever you decide.”

“Faggot, you’re making my dick hard up here. You’re so agreeable, I like it.”

“Yes Sir, you are right, being agreeable is easier, Sir.”

“You know what, I was just thinking, didn’t they teach you at that faggot camp, “always yes, never no”. I blame myself for not reminding you more often. That won’t happen again.”

“Yes Sir, always yes, never no.”

“I think we are here, faggot.”

Sir Jace parked the car and leashed me as we walked inside the jewelry shop.

A very tall man, who had to be 6’8”, White, and very hefty, maybe 260, bald, burly and thick greying beard, blue eyes greeted us.

“Jace, it’s so great to see you! This must be your faggot.”

“Yes, it is. Faggot, where’s your manners, say hello to James.”

“Hello Mr. James, nice to meet you.”, and then I bowed my head in respect to this Alpha man.

“I think it’s so great you’re getting married, Jace. I go through slaves like I go through underwear. I just can’t seem to keep one around for more than a month.”

“Well, James, I know I am a very lucky man to have a devoted faggot. Putting on a ring on his finger will keep it around, hehe.”

“Let’s go back into my office, Jace. I pulled some white gold bands before you got here from the floor.”

“That’s great, thanks buddy.”

“My pleasure.”

When we walked to the back of the store, there was a door that led to James’s office. What caught my eyes was off to the back, behind the office, it appeared to be a fully equipped dungeon!

“Looks like my dungeon caught your faggot’s eye, Jace.”

“My faggot sometimes had the attention span of a gnat. Faggot, we didn’t come here to intrude on James’s space, we came here to look at rings.”

“Yes Sir, we are here to look at rings, Sir.”

“Jace, I don’t mind. Would you like a quick tour of the dungeon?”

“Sure, if you have the time.”

“Yes, I didn’t book any more appointments until late afternoon.”

James took us back to his play space, I was still tethered to my Sir. This space had everything in it. A St. Andrew’s Cross, a fuck bench, a sling, a wheel where you can spin your slave around while you whip it, and every kind of implement you can dream of hanging all over the walls.

“Ahhh, I see your faggot is intrigued by what’s attached to the ceiling. This is where I string up my slave boys.”

“James, is it true you flog them upside down? That’s the rumor.”

“Well, let me put that to bed then, Jace. That rumor is, in fact, true. In fact just last night I had one of my college boys hanging like a slab of meat. I even wore my leather butcher’s apron. That boy was begging me to hit him, it was a glorious sight.”

“You haven’t changed at all, James. You were always looking to hit someone even in high school.”

“Jace, I’ve just gotten better at it, and hey, I hear you were down at the Club just last weekend, so don’t think we’re that different.”

“Yes, I was at the Club with my faggot. It required some correction.”

“They all do, Jace. Every last one of them! Gotta keep these boys in line, Jace. Keep them on their toes, literally. Whatever it takes.”

“Yes James, whatever it takes.”

“If you ever want to use my dungeon, just let me know. I’d love to see your faggot strung up by its feet.”

“Thank you, James. I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Come, let’s go look at those rings.”

My Sir and I tried on several styles. Once we were sized, Sir opted for a simple white gold band. He didn’t like any more elaborate designs and he said I hadn’t serviced Mr. Coleman enough to afford diamonds.

After Sir put down a deposit for the rings, we started to drive back to the office.

“Sir, I don’t care about which ring we have, as long as I have you, that’s all I need, Sir.”, I said.

“That’s so sweet, faggot. I can’t wait to put that ring on your finger. Now it will be officially complete, you wear my cock cage, my collar, and now it will be my ring once I make you my bride.”

“I am proud to be your faggot, Sir!”

“As you should be, faggot. You know, I saw how excited you were when James showed us his dungeon. Don’t think I didn’t notice, faggot.”

“Sir, I think it was the scent of all that leather, Sir. It excited me.”

“You’re such a pig, faggot. I’m sure it wasn’t just the leather, I think when James told us about stringing up his boy by the feet that really excited you more.”

“Sir, you know me so well, Sir.”

“I know you, and I own you, faggot. That reminds me, I gotta talk to Collins about getting you in there. I was serious about putting a pig on your ass. Might as well since you are one. I was also gonna ask Eddie to tattoo the inside of your left wrist “always yes, never no”, this way you will always see it. Isn’t that a great idea, faggot?”

“Yes Sir, it is a great idea, Sir.”

“I’m going to drop you off. Eat your lunch, I’m going to see if Collins will take you after work. No time like the present!”

“Thank you, Sir. I will see you later, Sir.”

“Faggot, what time will you be outside?”

“Five o’clock, Sir”

“That’s right. Don’t make me wait.”

“Sir, I won’t, Sir. Sir, do I have permission to ask you a question?”

“What is it, faggot, I gotta go back to the job site!”

“Sir, what if Mr. Coleman asks me to service him at five o’clock. What would you like me to do?”

“Faggot, you should know that answer to this question. Who is your number one priority?”

“You Sir.”

“Exactly, no I gotta go. See you later.”

“Yes Sir, see you later.”

Well, I went back to work and sure enough it was nearing 5pm when Mr. Coleman approached me. Mr. Eddie left earlier. He always seems to come into the office very early and leaves early.

“Hey faggot, it’s been over a week since I fucked you on your desk. I gotta blow or I’m gonna lose my mind.”

“Mr. Coleman, I’m so sorry. My Sir wants me outside at 5, I don’t think I can help you now.”

“What? Do you know who I am? I can fire you right now if I wanted to? You need to get on your knees and suck on my cock right now or you’re out of a job!”

“Mr. Coleman, please. Please be reasonable. I promise, I’ll take care of you tomorrow. My Sir always comes first.”

“Don’t bother coming back tomorrow! How dare you leave me with blue balls!”

I cried and ran to my Sir’s truck and climbed into the back seat.

“Faggot, what’s wrong?”

“Mr. Coleman just fired me because I wouldn’t blow him. I told him you were waiting for me and he didn’t care!”

“Faggot, you wait right here while I straighten this out man to man. He can’t just fire you. I won’t allow it.”

About twenty minutes later, my Sir came back to the truck

“I told you I’d take care of it, faggot. I just had to explain to the man that you’re my property and on loan to him only when I allow it. To be honest, I think he’s afraid of me.”

“Sir, you are a big and scary man. A lot of people are afraid of you, Sir. Thank you for taking care of it, Sir.”

“Well, I had to give the man a win so tomorrow after work, you’re gonna give him a thirty minute sloppy blow job, if he can last that long. Your mouth does make even the best of men blow their loads pre maturely.”

“Yes Sir. I will take care of Mr. Coleman, Sir.”

“I think we’re going be all little late for Collins. We gotta make a stop at home.  I need you to take care of me. You know how full of ball juice I get when I go up against other men.”

“Yes Sir, I will take care of you, Sir.”

“I should have let you sit up front so you could play with my cock. It’s so fucking hard right now. I’m gonna bury it in your throat, faggot.”

“Yes Sir! I can’t wait, Sir!”

It was a good thing we were close to home or I’m sure Sir Jace would have found somewhere to pull over so I could relieve his full balls.

We pulled the truck into the driveway and my Sir was eager to get into the house. After I stripped out of my clothes, my Sir pulled his jeans and briefs down to his boots. His cock was already leaking!

“I need your mouth on my cock, faggot. Now!”

I didn’t bother to say “yes Sir” as it would have only delayed me from putting my mouth hole to work. I swallowed all of his manhood in one go, it was throbbing. Sir was eager for a quick release. He gripped the top of my head with one hand and my chin with the other and began to pump his hips, thrusting his impatient cock down my throat.

“I gotta cum, faggot! My balls are so full!”

“Mmmmmm mmmmm”

“I’m gonna pump your mouth full of my jizz now, faggot. You better swallow all of it! Here it comes, faggot!”

“Uuuuuuhgghhhh uggghhhh ooohhhhh fuuuccckkk, yeahhh, oh fuuuckkk yeah, faggot. Ohhh fuuuckk I’m still cumming faggot, fuck, there’s so much cum for you. Ohhh fuck!”

I felt my Sir’s cock spew its hot lava at least a dozen times. I guzzled it all down, it was so thick and heavy, it tasted savory. I saved some in my mouth so I could feel it all over my tongue and my gums before swallowing, then I went to work squeezing out any leftover cum with my hand and mouth.

“Ohhhh man, faggot. I’m so glad I have a hole to use when I need one. My balls feel so much better now.”

“Thank you, Sir. I’m so glad to be of service to you, Sir.”

“Faggot, look, my dick is still hard. I can’t go out like this! Damn, you gotta do something!”

“Sir, I’ll do anything for you, Sir. Just name it.”

“Faggot, I don’t care what you do, you gotta fix this quick!”

“Sir, may I sit on it, please, Sir? I think that might help, Sir?”

“Yes faggot, you can sit on my dick, but I’m warning you, we don’t have all night, Collins is expecting us.”

Sir Jace sat on the sofa with his long hairy tree-trunk legs spread. His cock looked like a baseball bat sticking straight up, angry and hard.

I went down on it to coat it with my spittle and then I mounted it, facing my Sir. Sir clasped his arms behind his head, his eyes closed. His pit musk hit my nose and that spurred me on to ride him hard. Knowing we didn’t have a lot of time, I clenched my ass and used my hole to milk another load out of my Sir’s balls. This time, after cleaning it, his dick deflated a bit.

“Put your clothes back on, faggot, we gotta go!”

I ended up having to dress in the car, Sir Jace was rushing me.

When we got to Collins studio, it was quiet.

“Jace, man, I was almost going to leave. What happened?”

“Collins, I’m sorry, bro. I had to empty my balls so we got a little delayed.”

“You had to empty your balls, Jace. Seriously, you couldn’t have waited?”

“Collins, you don’t know what it’s like being me. My balls get heavy from all this spunk I carry. Sometimes it’s a burden being a virile Alpha, you know what I’m sayin’?”

“Jace, I’ll take your word for it. So what are we doing tonight? You said something about a pig?”

“Yeah, I wanna put a big pink pig on its ass cheek and in the center write, “Sir Jace’s””.

“Yeah, I can do that hang on a second and let me sketch something for you.”

When Collins returned he had drawn a profile of a pig from the side, the smile on the pig’s face was “devilish”, and right in the center in black letter’s “SIR JACE’S”.

“What do you think, Jace? Did I capture what you were looking for?”

“This is perfect, Collins. Exactly! Hey, and when you’re done with that, I need another favor. I want you to put a tat on the inside of its left forearm that needs to read, “Always YES, never no.”

“Huh? What is that for, Jace?”

“To remind my faggot that it should never refuse me, no matter what I ask it to do. You know I had to beat it last weekend because it forgot!”

“Yeah, Eddie told me about that. Alright. I can do that. It’s gonna take me at least three hours to get this all done unless you want to do half tonight and the other half another time?”

“No, no, I want it all done tonight. I’ll go down to the bar. Just text me when you’re done.”

“Ok, I will. Have fun, Jace and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“Collins, your girl got you on such a tight leash you ain’t doin’ nothing!”

They laughed and my Sir left us alone.

“Ok faggot, I’m gonna need you to take off your pants, the jockstrap, too.”

“Yes Mr. Collins.”

I hopped up on the table face down and Mr. Collins rubbed my ass.”

“Just checking to see if I needed to shave it down, faggot, but looks like it’s as smooth as a baby’s butt, but it’s still a little red from your beating. I think that should be ok. Hey, what’s this? Do I see cum leaking out of your ass, faggot?”

”Yes, Mr. Collins.”

”I’m gonna kill Jace! I can’t believe him. I can’t put a tattoo on your ass with cum dripping out your hole. Go use the bathroom, faggot, and make it snappy because I don’t have all night.”

”Yes Sir.”

I went to expel my Sir’s cum and returned to my position on the table.

Mr. Collins prepped his ink and did everything he needed to do and then I felt the needle hit my skin.

I flinched and clenched my ass.

“Faggot, I’m gonna need you to relax. What can I do to help you?”

“I don’t know, Mr. Collins. Maybe if I just take a deep breath, I’ll be alright.”

“I don’t know, faggot. You seem really uptight tonight. I think I know what to do, I remember Jace telling me that sucking dick relaxes you. What if I let you blow me while I work on your ass?”

“Mr. Collins, won’t you lose concentration?”

“No, I’m a professional, faggot. You don’t need to worry about that.”

“Ok, let’s give it a try.”

Well, over the course of the next several hours, I slowly nursed on Mr. Collins’s cock like a pacifier. It soothed me, and my ass almost immediately unclenched. I even indulged on Mr. Collins’s huge balls. They say time passes quickly when you do what you love, and I love sucking dick.

“You see, faggot! My idea worked. I just finished on your ass and you didn’t even flinch. Good job, faggot!”

I was hesitant to release Mr. Collins’s cock from my mouth. I really enjoyed sucking on it for more than two hours.

“Faggot, I said I was done, you can let go of my cock now…unless you want me to cum before I start on your arm?”

“Mmmm hmmm, pleth Mrthr Collins”, I said with a mouthful of his dick!”

“You’re such a greedy pig, I can see why Jace wanted to put a pig on your ass!”

Now Mr. Collins was eager to cum because he wanted to get home at a decent hour. I was face down on the table, my head at the perfect height for cocksucking. Mr. Collins gripped onto my collar pulling my throat onto his cock and banged so hard into my face.

“Ohhh your mouth is so good, faggot! My girl don’t suck dick like this!”

“Mmmmmm mmmmm”

“You been edging me for a couple of hours, I’m gonna have a big load for you, faggot!”

It didn’t take too long for Mr. Collins to explode down my throat. That was the second heavy load of the day I’d taken and for sure now I had cum breath. I could taste and smell it on myself.

It was almost 10pm by the time Mr. Collins had finished tattooing me and my Sir came to pick me up. Of course, he wanted to inspect my butt cheek first.

“Collins, as usual, you did a terrific  job. You’re the only one I trust to mark my faggot. Now anyone who sees my faggot front or back will know it belongs to me. Did my faggot give you any trouble, Collins?”

“It was flinching and its butt kept clenching. I remembered you told me that it relaxes when it’s sucking dick. I hope you don’t mind, but I let it suck on mine the entire time I was working on that ass. As you can see, that tat is flawless.”

“I don’t mind, Collins. You’re a good friend. I know you only had my best interest in mind. Ok, faggot let’s see the other tat on your arm.”

I held out my forearm and it now read in large black letters:

ALWAYS YES never no

“Thats perfect, Collins. How much do I owe you?”

“Don’t worry about it, Jace. You’re my friend. I’ll let you buy me dinner and drinks sometime, how’s that?”

“You’re on, buddy. We kept you here late enough. I don’t want your girl getting mad at you, so we’ll get out of here. Faggot, thank Collins for what he did for you, where’s your manners!”

“Thank you, Mr. Collins. Goodnight, Mr. Collins.”

“That’s more like it, come on, let’s go home, faggot.”

It wasn’t easy to sit since my ass was a bit tender.

“I think you should sleep with me tonight, faggot, so I can keep an eye on you. I need to make sure you sleep on your stomach. Do you know how hard it’s going to be for me not to fuck that ass tonight? Seeing you with my name on your ass makes me so hard, faggot.”

“Yes Sir, I’m sorry you cannot fuck me tonight, Sir.”

“Faggot, you know I hate it when you say sorry. I’m gonna let it go this time only because I know you’re just as disappointed that I cannot put my dick in that pussy. I’ll tell you what, when we get home, I’ll fuck your face again. Would you like that, faggot?”

“Yes Sir, thank you, Sir.”

“Since we had to rush earlier today, this time I’m gonna take my time using that mouth of yours. Faggot, my cock is hard again, fuck! Just thanking about slamming my balls into your face is making me crazy.”

“Yes Sir.”

When we got home, my Sir helped me get naked. He didn’t think it would be good for me to sleep with the jock on because the tattoo was so large and he wanted it fully uncovered. My Sir also got naked.

“Faggot, lie on your stomach and face me.”

“Yes Sir.”

I was facing the foot of the bed and my Sir was standing there at the edge with his huge erection which was now in my face.

My Sir hit me with his heavy cock and then wiggled his hips, his cock whipped my cheeks. Then my Sir grabbed his nuts.

“Open up that mouth. Swallow my balls, faggot.”

I opened wide and my Sir pushed them both into my mouth. My cheeks were puffed out.

“That’s it faggot, swallow my balls.”

“Ohh that’s nice, I can almost feel them in your throat, faggot.”

“Mmmmmmm”, I munched on them.

“Try biting on them, faggot. I’m gonna pull my balls back, I wanna feel them stretch.”

My Sir pulled his hips back and with his balls held in place by my mouth, the skin of his sack stretched at least seven to eight inches away from his body.

“Ohhhb yes, that’s nice. You like making your Sir feel good, faggot?”

“Mmmm hmmm”, I mumbled.

“Yeah, I know you do, faggot. That’s what you’re made for, right faggot? Your purpose is to make me feel good. You ready for my cock now, faggot?”

“Yes Sir.”

“I need more enthusiasm than that faggot. Is that any way to show appreciation for the ring I bought you today. Is that all you got after I got your ass tattooed? You can do better than that. Let’s try again, are you ready for my cock now, faggot?”

“YES SIR! Please, pretty please, Sir! I am ready for your cock, Sir!”

“That’s much better, faggot! I love it when you show me the respect I deserve. The gratitude I deserve. The appreciation I deserve. Now open that mouth wide for me faggot because I’m gonna fuck the back of your throat!”

I opened wide like I was at the doctor’s office and he was inspecting my throat.

“Ahhhhhh”, I said before I was silenced by my Sir’s fat Black dick.

“Oh wow, faggot, my cock is do deep in your throat. You feel my balls bouncing up against your face as I fuck your faggot mouth?”

“Mmmm hmmmm”

“Yeah, I know you do. Your mouth feels so good, faggot. So good.”

“Mmmmm mmmmm”. There was so much dribble pouring out of my throat and my eyes were red and teary.

“Oh yeah, faggot. I love how you surrender your throat to me, giving me that mouth hole to use any way that I want. Fuck, it feels so good sliding all the way down there, so deep. Most faggots wouldn’t be able to handle my big dick, but I got me a special faggot. I got me the best cocksucker I know.”

“Mmmmmm mmmmmm”, I continued moaning.

“Your ass looks so pretty right now, faggot. That pig is perfect on you. Damn I would love to smack that ass right now. Don’t you worry, in a few days I’m gonna reclaim that ass, faggot. I’m gonna make you be my little piggy!”

“Mmmmmmm mmmmmm”, my Sir’s  verbal filth was such a turn on for me. I love it when he says what’s on his mind when he’s got his dick down my throat.

“But right now, I’m gonna bust my nut in your mouth, faggot. You better get used it cuz I’m gonna be feeding you a steady diet of my babies until your ass is healed. You ready to swallow my load, faggot?”

“Mmmmm hmmmm”

“Use your words, faggot. What did you say?”

I had to dislodge my mouth from my Sir’s cock to use my words.

“Yes Sir, I am ready to swallow your load, Sir!”

“Yeah, get your mouth back on my dick, faggot. I don’t wanna hear you speak until I after I empty my balls down that faggot throat.”

My Sir was ready to unleash a huge one, I could tell his balls were full of juice when I had them in my mouth.

My Sir grabbed the back of my head and pumped furiously.

“Uuuggghhh mmmmmmm, ooohhhh yeah, of hell yeah, oh fuck! Ooohhh fuck me! I’m cumming down your throat, faggot! Swallow my seed! Ohhh yeah, drink all those babies up, faggot.”

After I drank it all up I gave thanks to my Sir.

“Oh Sir! Thank you, Sir! Oh Sir, I’m honored and humbled to have your precious seed in my body, Sir, my King, my Lord, Sir. Thank you, I love you, Sir.”

“You’re very welcome faggot. It’s great to hear you telling me how much you appreciate my cum, faggot. I could be out there spreading my seed, but these other faggots don’t have the level of understanding that you do. You know my seed is special.”

“You are special, Sir. You are my hero, Sir. I am grateful for anything you ever give to me, Sir.”

“You worship me, don’t you, faggot?”

“Yes Sir, of course I do, you are my King, my God, Sir.”

“Fuck, if we didn’t have to go to work tomorrow I’d let you show me how much you worship me. You got my dick so hard again, but we gotta wake up early tomorrow.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Ok, flip around for me, I’m gonna sleep up against you so you don’t flip over on your ass tonight.”

“Thank you, Sir, for taking care of me, Sir.

“You’re welcome, faggot. Of course I’m going to take care of you, you’re my property, and I always take good care of my things. Now give me a goodnight kiss, faggot.”

I kissed my Sir on his bearded cheek and felt his body heat on mine.

“Sir, are you awake?”

“Yes, what is it faggot?”

“I just wanted to say how much I love you and to thank you for everything, that’s all, Sir. Good night.”

“Good night, faggot, and if you’re not up to drinking my piss in the morning, don’t worry about it. Now close your eyes and go to sleep.”

“Yes Sir.”