This story is a true recollection from 1971, when you did not need to be playing safe. This story depicts gay sex between 2 teenage men. The relationship continued for 8 years until his death. Copyright 2004.
Daniel took the leash, which he had attached to my new collar. Jason the Chauffer was excused and Daniel led me to his room. This was the beginning of my new life as his slave.
"When I release you from the cuffs, you are going to stand where you are, head down, until I advise you otherwise." I shook my head, yes. He led me to the center of the room, and took the key for the cuffs from his pockets. After opening them and checking my wrists to see if all was okay, he removed my collar, and headed off to the dressing room. I remained where I was, head bowed. From this vantage point it was difficult to make out what was in the room, or what he was doing. I could hear him moving around but could not make out what was going on.
After what felt like an eternity, but was only about 5 minutes he returned. "Did you miss me Boy? I was getting prepared for your training. You will now undress slowly in front of me, remember not to look directly at me. I want to see what I have acquired this evening."
It was difficult undressing in front of him. My stomach had butterflies, but yet I felt safe with him. As my clothing came off, he would make comments, ' nice ass boy,' 'great chest,' 'are those nipples sensitive boy,' making it very nerve wracking for me. I was able to undress completely, to his approval. When I had finished, he rose and came over to me.
"You may look at me boy. I am very pleased with you, and I know you must be frightened, but I am not going to harm you boy. I am going to hurt you though. Do you understand the difference boy?"
To my 13-year old mind, I did not understand the difference at the time. I have since learned that there really is a distinct difference between the two items.
"I am going to hurt you, for my pleasure, and yours also. You are going to learn to follow orders, and take your punishments. I am going to spank you, and put clamps on your tits, and build you up to orgasm but you will not cum unless I tell you too. You will hurt, and beg but unless you say the safe word, I will not stop. You are my property to do as I please, which will be to flog you and enjoy your pain. You want me to enjoy your suffering for me, don't you boy?"
I shook my head yes. I really did want this. It was my first time realizing that I was his slave and would do what Daniel wanted.
"I am not going to harm you, or damage you. You may suffer but no blood will be drawn or bones broken. Nothing will be done to injure you. Now I am going to cuff you and place you in bondage, but before I do, you will have this time to back out. I will understand if you do not wish to be my slave, and I will have Jason drive you home. You must give yourself to me fully, and of your own free will. Do you wish to do this?" Daniel asked.
I had been thinking about this ever since crossing the George Washington Bridge. I had gone over it in my head, during the time he was preparing for me. I realized that I did want to give myself to him, as his slave, and lover. I had been preparing myself this whole time too. Although, he may be only 16, and I only 13 years old, we were both old enough to know what we wanted. I wanted to be his slave.
"Yes Master, I give myself to you as your slave, from this day forward," I said. I placed my wrists out to him as he stood to embrace me. Then he took the leather cuffs and placed them on my wrists.
He strapped the cuffs on my wrists tightly, and asked if they were too tight. I just shook my head no. Then leading me over to a hook in the ceiling he placed my hands over the hook and left me dangling there, my feet barely touching the floor.
"Are you ready to please me boy, by suffering for me? Do you remember your orders from when we arrived? " Daniel asked.
"Yes Master, I'm ready Sir." He ran his hand slowly over my skin, down my sides and chest. My nipples, which have always been sensitive, stood right at attention.
Master Daniel turned and left me for a moment. When he returned, he was wearing a leather harness and looked very hot. Forgetting my earlier instruction, not to look at him directly, my 13 year old cock stood at attention. It did not go unnoticed.
"You will be punished for looking directly at me, but I am very flattered by your reaction, boy."
He then revealed in his hands, a pair of adjustable alligator clips. Master Daniel proceeded to open them, stating we would start slowly. He placed these on my sensitive nipples, snapping me to attention. He went to his bed and sat to enjoy the sight of my suffering.
"Boy, you look very hot, struggling like that. I love the way you move to take the pain for me. Are you ready for more, Boy? Want me to tighten them a little?"
"Yes Sir, anything you wish Sir."
My eyes were tearing but I realized I had given myself freely to him.
He turned to a drawer then, and removed the collar, and leash. He came to me and placed the collar around my neck and placed a small lock on it.
"Your mine now, boy. We're going to go downstairs now. When I let you down, you will continue to avert your eyes, and follow me. "
Master Daniel took a leash and attached it to my collar to lead me to my new life as his slave.
To be continued. ...
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