The Master in The Mall by bamaboi2serve under the strict supervision of Master Daddy Sir
Master Daddy Sir was walking in the x-rated shopping mall, leading his cocksucking sissiboi slave along a step behind him. Master held a leash that was connected to the boy's sissiboi collar.
Master heard a whimpering, and stopped short, turning with disgust to see why the bitch cunt was interrupting his walk.
"Please Daddy grant your cocksucker to go potty?" the cocksucker begged, his eyes on the floor.
Master turned and pulled the sissiboi to a nearby empty restroom. He commands the bitch to "Present slave!" And the boi 'immediately loosens his shorts and drops them to his ankles, revealing a pair of frilly light blue ruffled panties.
Another order: "Display slave'!" and the sissiboi drops his frilly panties to his ankles, revealing a CBT3000 locking his tiny pee-pee dickie. In his cunt hole was a medium blue anal plug.
'What do you have to do, cocksucker?" he asked the cunt.
"Pee-pee Daddy." he replied, keeping his eyes down. "Okay... sit, leave the door open, and go pee-pee'
Master unhooked the leash, freeing the slut to waddle over to the first stall. He pushed the door open and sat abruptly on the toilet, aware of the fact that it had been pissed on by previous users, but being smart enough not to complain about it. His little pee pee started draining through the CBT3000 he had worn for three weeks.
Master Daddy Sir took his post in front of the stall, arms folded, watching as his collared slave pissed sitting down, the only approved position for the pathetic cocksucking pussiboi.
"Hold it!" Master ordered loudly,
The slave did as told and stopped pissing, clamping his urethra shut to pause in mid-piss.
Master Daddy pulled out a condom from his pocket and handed it to the boi, who without asking, placed it at the opening in the CBT3000, ready to capture the piss from his little boi pee pee.
"Boi" was an adult, but as Master constantly told him, he had a little boi's sized pee pee.
"I bought these in Europe, pissface, where they make condoms in various sizes. This is the smallest size they make, for boys just starting to have sex, or for very small men. Just your size, cuntassfucker.." Master told his boi.
Boi kept his eyes lowered, as preferred by Master Daddy Sir, as he kept the small condom in position. "Continue!" ordered Master.
The boi resumed pissing, filling the condom with his pee.
When he was done, he removed the rubber piss-filled bag and handed it to Master Daddy Sir.
"Open wide fuckpissface!" he demanded, and the boi quickly opened his mouth and held his head back. Master Daddy Sir poured the contents of the condom into the waiting hole, saving just an ounce or so.
When boi had finished swallowing his piss, master Daddy Sir took the remainder and dropped it over boi's jet black emo styled hair. Most of it stayed in the hair, though some dripped down onto his white cut off midriff girly shirt, staining it piss-yellow in places.
Master made a mental note: the boi's hair would have to be cut short, almost to a buzz cut. That would make his head available for tats.
"Up fuckface," Master ordered and the boi rose from the toilet, feeling the previous users piss sticking on his ass cheeks.
"Get those girly pants up and the short too...where the fuck do you think you are!" he ridiculed the boi, who blushed slightly as he smelled the piss on him. He knew others in the Mall would smell it too.
The slave pulled up the frilly blue girly underwear that Master Daddy Sir had bought for him. He was never allowed to wear real boy underwear anymore, and frankly, didn't want to either. During the entire piss incident, his little pee pee had remained hard inside the chastity device, though as Master reminded him frequently, it would take a magnifying glass for a real man to see it was hard.
Boi life goal was serving and obeying Master Daddy Sir. He would do whatever Master Daddy Sir told him to do.
Boi pulled the red leather short-shorts up and tightening the belt, his little boi CBT3000 confined cock and balls created only a small bulge.
The bathroom door opened and a young man in a track exercise outfit walked in.
The newcomer nodded at Master, and looked at the boi with a combination of disgust and curiosity. Seeing the collar, he asked Master a question.
"He belong to you?"
"Sure does," Master replied.
"He need a drink?" The muscular young athlete asked.
"I'm sure he does...help yourself!" replied Master.
The man walked over to a wall and leaned back, pulling his large cock out.
Boi was well-trained, and knew what to do. He quickly positioned himself on his knees in front of the stranger and opened his mouth. The man's thick uncut veiny cock soon sat heavily on the boi's extended tongue, and a flow of piss quickly began rushing into the boi. When he was finished, the man pulled the boy's head down and wiped his cock on the cocksucker's hair, slapping boi's face with his cock as he casually looked up at Master.
"May I?" he asked.
"Certainly!" replied Master Daddy Sir, always willing to share his boi's mouth, though he reserved other boi parts for himself alone.
The stranger grabbed boi's head with both hands and pulled him onto the now hefty and growing cock. He set up a regular pace, pushing the cock into the back of boi's throat and then pulling it out , not giving boi even a few seconds to adjust. It was a good thing, the boi thought, that Master Daddy Sir had trained him well to take Master's even larger cock deep into the furthest recesses of all of his boy holes.
As the man fucked boi's mouth, the door opened again, and this time it was a mall security guard. The stranger immediately stopped fucking the boy's mouth, but resumed once he saw Master Daddy Sir greet the rent-a-cop warmly and start small talk. The guard stood with his back against the door as they talked, preventing any other men from entering, watching the man use the kneeling slave boi. Sissiboi was gagging a bit, straining to keep up with the man's pace.
The stranger was fully hard, and though not as big as Master, he was a mouthful. He pulled boi deeply onto his fleshy spear, holding it in place deep in the back of the boi's mouth as he pumped a series of cum bursts into the willing slave's throat. Recovered, he pulled out and again slapped boi's face with his now wet rod, leaving spots of cum over the boy's face.
The sissiboi's little pee pee had leaked pre-cum, and it ran down his shaved leg. The stain would be obvious to anyone. The boi knew Master Daddy Sir might..MIGHT..let him cum at the end of the week. If he was very, very good.
The guard was looking lustily at the boi, but Master had to put him off, warmly promising a good session with the slave boi soon.
It was time for boy to get to his afternoon appointment. And Master liked to be on time.