One MASTER, HIS slave and a fag, Episode one.
At the hypnosis event last month, it coincided with Mid-West Leather. So we made our way to JJ’s Leather Bar with slave more conservatively dressed than the previous evening (its ass had been bare, apparently a no-no in Missouri). MASTER in Boots, jeans, t-shirt with cum stains and HIS favorite leather vest. We were chatting up the other gents from HypnoCon, the contestants for MWL and the general crowd. slave asked permission to go “off leash” to cruise the bar. MASTER said that would be fine, but if it found anything it wanted to play with that slave was to return with the toy for HIS approval. Ten or 15 minutes later it returned, noting that the hottest guy in the bar was one of our own. A muscled bear in rubber with “TOY” on the front and “FAGGOT” on the back. MASTER and slave had already agreed when we had met this fag in the lobby a couple of days earlier that he was totally fuckable. So slave came up from behind to this fag and said. It, “i’d really like to nibble on your ear. May i?” it said yes and i pushed my caged dick against its ass and started mauling its ear. fag’s hand went to slave’s cage and began to tease it. slave looked over at MASTER as it had its tongue in the faggit’s ear and played with the fag’s rubber covered nipples. slave was whispering to the fag how hot its MASTER thought the fag was and would the fag like to play with us. With the smallest of head movements, MASTER summoned HIS slave. What is MY slave doing, HE asked with an erotic, horny tone to HIS voice. Getting You Your playtoy for the evening. MASTER said, what a good slave it is, getting ME the hottest fag to play with. Go get that fag on its boots. So slave went back to the fag, stood behind it, its mouth in the fag’s ear, slave’s hand now sliding up its back to the back of its head. MASTER said yes. Get down onto my boots now, fag. This big muscle bear fag went completely prone on the patio of the leather bar and started licking slave’s tactical combat boots. MASTER watched with growing lust for a few minutes then joined by placing HIS BOOT on the fag’s ass and kicking the fag’s crotch. MASTER discovered yet another properly attired (caged) fag. As the only one of the three of us with a Cock, HE was deeper into his rut. slave knows that MASTER likes to see it degrade other fags, so slave started grinding its other boot on the fag’s skull, spitting on its face in a long, slow wad of slave saliva. The fag was groaning in ecstasy loud enough to be heard over the bar noise.
After a while the fag was showing signs of needing a break, so slave notified MASTER who told slave it could tell the fag it could stand up. The three of us French kissed each other for about ten minutes the crowd of onlookers continuing to grow. MASTER then ordered both HIS slave and the fag back to HIS BOOTS. We were not off in a corner, but dead center of the patio., worshipping MASTER as only two good Boot pigs can.. MASTER enjoyed chatting with other Men as the two of us worshipped and served. We could hear HIM say occasionally, “Yes, they are both good boys.” This of course made our tongues press harder into HIS BOOT LEATHER. But, it was a crowded night and people were stumbling over our feet, so MASTER ordered us to stand. The fag told MASTER that it needed to piss and MASTER instructed the fag to wait and the three of us went to the restroom. MASTER ordered both of us into a stall. A barback came by….one at a time guys…. we exited and waited, then MASTER had us return to the stall, standing watch. slave got on the toilet seat while fag put its steelworks caged dick in slave’s mouth. The piss started to flow, but with the cage it flowed everywhere and slave ended up with more piss on it than MASTER ever gets on it. (When slave is with MASTER it IS HIS urinal. Every drop swallowed.) While we are doing this the bar back comes by again, this time more threatening. This isn’t San Francisco guys. We have laws here. So the fag finishes pissing in slave’s mouth and we head for an air-conditioned part of the bar. The fag is over-heating in its rubber. The fag unsuits to its waist and is drenched in sweat across its massive furry chest. MASTER and slave see that the fag gets some hydration before MASTER orders slave to get us an Uber back to the hotel… to be continued. 11/4/18
I do enjoy reading other people's stories about me. And yes, that was the start of a real experience back in 2018.
