I Owned Him
It was the largest house in the neighborhood, lots of glass and steal modern architecture large landscaped yard with an infinity pool and all the furnishings to make you wonder want the inside looked like. The Johnson family has lived there for as long as I can remember, but I'm only 17 years old so it wasn't that long, the family included Mother Anna 39 years old, the Father David 41, and their two sons Kevin and Benjaman, 20 and 16 respectively, they were the richest family in the city and owned half of it, David was in fact my dad's boss. I stood outside the house watching it for a few moments before I entered the passcode for the gate and walked in I walked straight up to the intricately designed front door took out my phone and entered the code that unlocked the smart lock. I walked into the house with my shoes on tracking dirt from the outside because I knew that would infuriate Anna. I wondered where the family was at this point I checked my watch it was 7pm they were in the dining room they always had dinner at 7 always the entire family.
As I approached the dining room I heard talking sounded like Bejaman had a school basketball game and was asking the family if they can all attended his mother and brother instantly said that they would be there but there was a pause as his father had not answered yet. I paused at the entry way waiting to hear what David would say. "I would love to come son" said David, "But I would have to ask Master's permission before I can confirm" he said in an almost whisper. I walked into the room. "Damn right you need my permission" the mood in the luxuriously decorated room changed in an instant as I stood in the archway of the entryway. Everyone went instantly silent Anna paused halfway through putting a fork in her mouth and both he sons eyes darted from me to their father their butler stood in the corner of the dining room and lowered his head upon seeing me all this in a moment before David flew out of his chair and knelt me for me and started kissing my shoes, (shoes that I had made him but me) and trying to say "Welcome home Master" between kissing both my feet. I kicked him off my feet and he fall back on his ass, he was dressed in a dress pants and polo shirt. "stand up slave" he stood immediately head bowed hands behind his back. His family returned to their meal trying extremely hard to no look at what was happening between me and my slave.
I grabbed him roughly be the neck and turned him around. Manhandling him was always difficult for me, he was taller than I was and way more muscular he stood at 6'2 and weighed 210 pounds where as I stand at 5'11 and weigh 160. I yanked him down so his knees bent and he was level with me, I shoved my hands down the back of his pants, he was never allowed to wear underwear unless it was the special panties I had made him buy. With a rough force and all at once I shoved my finger up his ass, he gave a loud grunt and his son Kevin looked up at us for a moment before lowering his head again and returning to his food while I fingered his father right there in the dining room of their home In front of his family. Everyone in the room knew that I OWNED HIM!
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