The meal was exquisite. My meals are typically very good and I suppose that has spoiled me. This, however, was not a typical meal, even for my table. It consisted of a thick cut pork chop that was well seared and smothered in a thick, creamy pepper sauce that was perfectly spicy. Beside it were some steamed green beans lightly flavored with fresh rosemary and some garlicky mashed yuca. It was rounded off with a syrah, a personal favorite wine which happened to go very well with the meal. Simply perfect, all of it. This spurned me to look around for the boy who had cooked and served this. My typical policy was to ignore slaves as they did domestic labor, but this required a departure from my self imposed policy.
My glance around the room revealed no boys, but a glance under the table revealed a stocky, muscular looking Hispanic guy. This hair, like all my boys, was buzzed short and he was otherwise hairless. He had flawless skin and a very innocent, boyish face that seemed at odds with the rest of his body. He might have been in his late twenties or early thirties. He immediately noticed my head peeking under the table and became very stoic with a slight bit of resignation in his eyes. This reaction caused me to smile slightly as I silently motioned for him to come kneel beside me. It was quite well known that any meals not to my liking were quickly thrown on the slave who cooked it. It was also well known that if that meal was dinner I was usually inclined to inflict further punishments late into the night.
After gazing into the poor slave’s eyes for a moment I finally smiled more fully and said, “This is one of the best meals I have had in a very long time, boy.” The relief on his face was immediate and slightly amusing.
I stared at the boy for a moment longer, remembering… I had found him in a bar seedy part of town in Phoenix, Arizona about a year and a half ago. After a brief conversation I had him spilling his life story, as usual. He had lost his job about 3 months back and had been unable to find any employment. This had led to his current position of part time prostitute. He had begun talking to me under the impression I would be his next customer. He was surprised to find his mind wandering from his substantial money problems and beginning to focus on the beautiful man in front of him. Once I had him focused on me it was much easier to convince him what I had to offer, a life of servitude, was something he would enjoy far more than a different man for money every night.
As I turned away from him I simply said, “You will be rewarded. I’m done now.” While it was true I had been planning on spending the night using a boy as I did quite often I now had a very good idea which boy I would be choosing.
About an hour later I walked back into the cabin from a walk around the surrounding woods. I whistled sharply as I came through the door causing a boy to quickly walk out of the back room and kneel before me. He was a cute ginger with milky skin and the lightest blue eyes I had ever seen. I quickly dispatched him to tell the rest of the boys they were to ready themselves and get lined up in 20 minutes. With this done I strolled up the stairs, jumped in my shower and rinsed off.
Walking through the large steel door at the bottom of the stairs I heard rustling behind the slave quarters door. It was quickly silenced as I pushed open the door. I saw the two lines of boys going down each side of the room. Doing a quick count I was faintly surprised to find a boy missing. After a moment of thought, I remembered loaning a boy out to one of the lesser gods yesterday and immediately felt much better. I then grabbed a steel chain leash, one of many which hung on a peg beside the door. Walking down the row I looked each boy in the eye while reaching down to their chastity laden cocks and giving them a light slap. Halfway through the second row of boys I finally came across the boy who had cooked my dinner. While I treated him just like the others I was sure to give his cock an extra hard slap.
Having completed my inspection I turned around and walked back to the boy I wanted. As I clipped the leash to his collar the excitement in his eyes was unmistakable. He knew what was coming and was ecstatic. As he followed along behind me I called out, “Dismissed until morning routine.”
The boy followed me down the hall to my bedroom in the dungeon. Inside the door, I clipped the other end of the leash to the wall. Pulling the boy a bit further into the room I motioned for him to spin around for a more thorough inspection. It was clear the life of clean eating and regular exercise was suiting him well. My only comment was, “You’re still wet.” His reaction was perfection, he immediately grew wide eyed and fell to his knees putting his face by my feet. He said, “I’m sorry Sir, I simply wanted to be clean for you but the other boys were in the showers faster than me.”
Smirking I said, “Dry off in the bathroom and then get on the horse.” He quickly did as commanded and I tied his wrists and ankles down. I decided to make him suffer for a bit and pulled up a chair to his face. I slowly fed him my fingers one at a time culminating in him deep throating four. I then stood, pulled them out and walked to his beautiful ass. I began the same process, slowly stretching it until I have 4 fingers in him. Adding some additional lube I began working my thumb in as well. This resulted in him moaning very loudly. While there was undoubtedly a bit of pain in the moan there was far more pleasure.
Using my free hand I quickly loosed my silk pants which fell to the ground. I then pulled my hand slowly out of his hole leaving only my fingertips. My free hand lubed my cock and helped line it up with his hole. Then, using my still inserted fingertips, I forced his hole open and pushed by cock in while removing my fingers. I pushed fully into him using one solid motion that, while not particularly fast, was certainly not easy to adjust to. His howling moan was beautiful and drove me to grab his hips and provide him with another deep thrust. I proceeded to fuck him for 10 minutes after which I pulled out and inserted my fat cock into his mouth. His gagging was just as beautiful as his moaning.
After 3 more switches, I found that I really couldn’t hold on much longer. I was bound to cum and I really wanted to make sure he knew it. Grabbing his head which had previously been resiting on a leather covered pad I proceeded to place him in a headlock while short thrusting into his ass rapidly. With my lips right next to his ears I whispered, “Are you ready to take another load of my divine cum?” His response was instantaneous and pleading, “Yes God, please give me your load.” With that, I released his head, grabbed his hips, deep thrust three more times and then unloaded with the primal growl I am well known for sounding when I finally release.
As my head cleared from the orgasmic bliss I slowly reached down and opened a drawer on the side of the horse. It had a medium plug in it. I quickly slid this into the boy as I pulled my cock from him. This sealed the cum in as was the usual custom. I then pulled the ties securing him and snapped my fingers while I walked off to the bathroom. After a moment I peripherally saw him lift himself off the horse and follow me to the bathroom as was his duty. He kneeled beside me in the warm water of the large rainfall shower. He soaped me while simultaneously being sure he got cleaned up as well. When I had finished I walked out and waited while he turned the water off and began to towel me off. When this was finally finished I grabbed him by the balls, brought him to the pile of blankets by the door. He laid down and watched me crawl into my bed and hit the switch on the wall shutting off the lights.
Around 3 am I awoke to a pleasant sensation, a warm mouth around my semi-hard dick. I knew I had two options, both had consequences but one was far more appealing. I could brutally punish the boy for disturbing my sleep, but this ran the risk of stunting his initiative which was the most desirable quality in a slave in the appropriate amount. The other, more appealing, option brought an evil smile to my lips. I quickly pulled my dick from his mouth and wrapped his neck with my legs. This quick motion startled the boy who must have assumed I was still asleep. I said nothing but looked at him with the evil smile. Continuing to act quickly I reached over the end of the bed and into the open chest there. I finally felt the item I wanted, a spider gag. I put the device in his mouth, pulled the strap over his head, and tightened it all in one motion. After this I loosened my legs grip on his neck and pulled him up on the bed. I then reached down between the mattress and the wood of the bed. I withdrew a pair of steel cuffs attached to short chains. These were swiftly put around the boy’s ankles. I then turned to him with the same smile I had been wearing the whole time.
I knew the silly boy had good intentions when he had snuck over to suck my cock but all actions have their consequences no matter the intention. I now knelt over his pretty face. His arms laid limp above his head. He knew what I was going to do and had gracefully accepted it. Almost certainly he was glad this was what I had chosen as a “punishment”. I proceeded to slowly stroke my still wet cock until it had attained a full erection. At this point, I just cocked my head a bit as if to say, hope you are ready. I plunged my cock in him to the balls and heard him violently gag. This continued for about 20 minutes with one small breather break during which I simply jacked off a bit. I finally blew my second load down his convulsing, sore throat.
I was quite tired at this point and wasted no time releasing the boy’s legs, dragging him over to his blankets, and chaining him there. I walked to the chest, found another, smaller plug which I shoved into his mouth say “Suck on that the rest of night boy.” I then promptly walked back to my bed and fell fast asleep to the suckling noises coming from the boy.
I awoke around 7:30 feeling very rested and ready to finish my session with the sweet little boy who was in serious danger of being my favorite cook. I sat up, stretched, and looked over to the pile of blankets. The boy was laying there curled up in a ball with the gag and plug still firmly in his mouth. I slid quietly out of bed, walked over to the boy, and gave him a light kick while unlatching the leash from the wall. He jerked awake, lightly choked on the plug and then practically flew into a kneeling position. With a quick pull on the leash I put him on all fours and led him out the door and down the hall to the slave quarters. Most of the slaves were in their blankets when I walked in leading the boy. They all snapped up to their feet and silently watched what I did.
In view of all the other boys I pulled the boy to a stop in the middle of the room, yanked him to a kneeling position, and then bent and removed his anal plug. A quick glance around revealed all the boys eyes were fixed on the cum dripping from the plug and hole. I pointed to the two closest boy and motioned them over. Both walked over then kneeled. I shoved the plug in one mouth and motioned for the other to clean the ass. While this was happening I pulled the plug from the boy’s mouth and placed my flaccid cock in the his mouth. With this, I released my morning flood of piss straight down his throat. He greedily swallowed it. With this done I released the gag letting it drop to the floor while the boy worked his jaw. I began to walk out and only stopped in the door to turn and say “ Morning Routine starts in 10 and I want my breakfast in 30 minutes. Whoever has the cooking assignment better be sure it lives up to my dinner experience from last night!” With that I walked out and up the stairs.
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