13 Nov 2013 comments
I went to my basement shower and looked at my tattooed ass in a mirror. I felt like a slave whore. I had a man's name and date of ownership on my body, like I was a car or something. I was liking the idea of being my master's property. I didn't have to shave, but I already started worrying about how painful it was going to be in two weeks to have my cock, balls, ass, nipples, legs and body WAXED! Shit, that's gonna hurt!
12 Nov 2013 comments
I was able to make it through the night without using the bucket in my cell as a toilet. Master came to get me, let me relieve myself in his bathroom before he tied me doggie style to a coffee table in his bedroom. He face fucked me for a while, but then he said he'd save his cum for later.
11 Nov 2013 comments
The guest and master were both wearing bathrobes when I met them upstairs. They made me serve them drinks and sit between them on the coach. My master made sure to grope my ass as I sat down. He wanted to see that I was dutifully wearing my butt plug. He also reattached my tit clamps.
8 Nov 2013 comments
My master let me out of my cell this morning to fuck me senseless before he left for work. Today, however, he added two new things to his list in addition to the house chores, workout, and sex training. He told me to log onto his computer in the office and write down my deepest feelings and desires about being possessed as a sexual sub slut boy.
7 Nov 2013 comments
Last night I entered my new master's home as his submissive boy in training. I had nothing with me but a full belly of cum and piss and a sore ass from his anal probing of me at the bathhouse in front of a constant audience of horny men. I left my clothes and all possession behind me and followed him into my new life of service and submission.
6 Nov 2013 comments
My name is Jake Mitchell. I have been given a writing assignment by my master. He has recently acquired me as his devoted trainee. By writing down my encounters and fantasies, he keeps track of my sexual and physical desires as a way of controlling me and training me to be his boy.