“Alright boys, here are your tasks for the day” said Daddy. ‘Kyle come forward!”
Kyle, a twenty year old straight boy with a nice beard, stepped forward. Kyle had been a sex slave in Daddy’s dungeon for two years now, and had managed, with a few relapses, to switch his mind over to service. He had started out thinking that he was trapped, an eighteen year old captured by an old man and used as a toy, but Daddy made him realize that this was where he belonged. Kyle stood at attention, hands behind his back and legs spread, in his dungeon briefs and white socks (his uniform).
“Kyle, today you will pleasure a friend of Daddy’s, Mr. Samuel. He is our guest and you will treat him with the respect that you show me. It is your duty to sexually please him until he is satisfied. Remember that you are a direct reflection of how I train my boys, be good. Understood?’
“Yes Daddy, thank you for this opportunity to honor you and show off what you’ve taught me”
“He’s in the guest room. Go”
Kyle stepped into the guest room of the dungeon, stood at attention and kept his head down.
“Hello Sir, I am here to serve”
“Head up, boy. I want to look at you”
Kyle obeyed, getting a look at Mr. Samuel. The man was probably in his fifties, slightly bald and dressed in a suit. Kyle could see muscle under the suit though, including what looked like a thick cock rubbing up against Mr. Samuel’s pants. Kyle’s mouth watered.
“Very beautiful. Daddy was correct that I’d enjoy you. How old are you?”
“And you used to be a college athlete? Daddy says he captured you in your freshmen year”
“Yes, Sir. I played baseball”
“You’ve kept up a nice body, well defined abs and muscles, very nice”
“Thank you, Sir. Daddy makes sure we keep our muscles firm”
“I hear you’ve become a very hungry boy?” said Mr. Samuel, rubbing his cock through his suit pants.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Do you like being an object for men’s pleasure? You straight slut”
“It’s where I belong, Sir”
“Good boy, on your knees”
Kyle obeyed and got on his knees.
“Does he keep you in those briefs and socks all the time?”
“Yes, Sir. It’s our uniform. Sometimes we get sweatpants, if the weather is cold”
“Does it make you feel like a slut to wear that? Humiliated? “
“It did at first, now I enjoy it, Sir”
“I have a present for the hungry boy, crawl over here and place your head in my lap. I’m gonna feed you. I’m gonna ram by big cock down that pretty mouth and make you moan like a whore. Nuzzle my crotch”
Kyle crawled over and began nuzzling Mr. Samuel’s crotch. Just the feel of a big cock up against his face made Kyle moan and arch his butt into the air. Daddy’s training had truly shaped Kyle into loving cock. Mr. Samuel opened his pants and shoved Kyle’s head down. Kyle mouthed the big cock through Mr. Samuel’s boxer briefs. The thick cock already leaking pre-cum into the underwear. Mr. Samuel reached down and began massaging Kyle’s asshole through the boy’s briefs.
“Do you have a warm wet boy pussy?”
‘Yes Sir”
“No more talking. Suck it!”
Mr. Samuel took his big cock out and held Kyle’s head as he pumped into the boy’s mouth. Kyle moaned constantly, the feeling of the thickness in his mouth was so pleasurable. He would do anything for this man now. Kyle gagged on the cock and had to take his mouth off for a moment. Mr. Samuel slapped him hard enough to send him to the floor. Mr. Samuel picked the boy up by his hair.
“Did I say you could take your mouth off it?”
Mr. Samuel spat in the boy’s face, pushed him to the ground again and straddled his face - pumping away into Kyle’s mouth, holding him down.
“You little slut, suck suck suck suck!”
Mr. Samuel eventually got up, letting Kyle breathe. He took two ropes off one of the walls and tied Kyle’s hands behind his back, and his ankles together.
“I bet you were a naughty naughty straight boy, drinking and smoking all the time. Being disrespectful and full of yourself. Probably fucking as many girls as you could.”
“Yes Sir, pleas punish me, Sir!” Mr. Samuel took a ball gag off the wall and shoved it in Kyle’s mouth.
“I said no more talking” Mr. Samuel lifted Kyle across his lap, pulled the boy’s hair to keep his head up and began spanking Kyle.
“Gotta get that ass nice and red before I fuck it. Your boy pussy is going to be wrecked when I’m through with it. Bad boy! Bad boy!”
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
Kyle showered after hours of servicing Mr. Samuel. His body was sore and tired, but the warm water of the shower helped, and he felt like he had accomplished the goal that Daddy gave him. He dried off and put on a fresh pair of briefs and socks, reporting to Daddy’s office as instructed.
“Good boy, Kyle. Mr. Samuel was very pleased.”
“Thank you, Sir”
“I have a special gift for your efforts today”
Daddy took out a huge metal collar and put it around Kyle’s neck, the thing was heavy, causing Kyle to have to work hard to keep his head up. At the front of the collar was a dog tag that read “Daddy’s Special Boy”
“Sir, it’s just…..very….heavy”
Daddy grabbed Kyle by the balls and squeezed.
“I’m sorry, Daddy! I”m sorry! Thank you Sir for the gift. I love it, Sir”
“Good boy” Daddy secured a lock onto the collar, keeping it in place. He showed Kyle the key and put it in a draw of Daddy’s desk.
“We’ll keep that on for a few days”
“Yes, Sir. Thank you”
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