INTRODUCTION
This is my first story, but one I've though about writing for a while. It is based on a real person whose name I have changed slightly as well as some other details. The background is all based on fact, but the rest of the story is something I hope might happen if he reads this and recognizes himself and emails me.
Jacob and I had met through a roommate I once had and soon became friends. I'm 6 foot tall and weigh about 165 pounds, with brown hair and eyes, smooth body and a nice looking 8 inch cut dick. Jacob is about 5 foot 7 inches, around 150 pounds with dark blonde hair and hazel eyes (if I remember right). He has a slightly furry chest with a nice looking 7-1/2 inch cut dick (yeah, I saw it once).
We hung out and partied together quiet a bit and I even helped get him a job at the company I worked for. Big mistake! Within a few months, we pretty much hated each other. One time he even called the police on me for something and had them show up at work. I guess he was trying to get me fired or something. Well, it didn't work but it did piss me off really bad and I swore he would pay for it some day. Needless to say we hate each other very much to this day.
Now, about myself, I've always had this submissive streak but could never find the right person to help me out with this. Most guys could get into it a little, but not the degree I wanted to. But about a year ago a thought came to me. I was driving down the street and just happen to see Jacob walking. We had not worked together for a while since he left for another job so I was kind of surprised to see him. I then started to get pissed off and pulled over and we started yelling at each other. I really wanted to kick his ass, but it was the middle of the day and lots of people around. So I just left, but stayed pissed for a while. Then something flashed in my mind. I had this image of myself on my knees with my hands tied behind my back in front of Jacob. But my anger quickly wiped that away with images of my pounding the hell out of him. Then all of the sudden I saw an image of me bent over and Jacob whipping my ass over and over again. More images came. What was I thinking? I hate him. I would never do that. But then it seemed like the perfect answer. Who better to submit your entire being to than someone who would most likely enjoy ordering you around and humiliating you? Or punishing you when you did not properly obey them? Who better than someone that already can't stand the sight of you.
But it could never happen. I couldn't just walk up to him and say `I'm here to be your servant and obey your every word, Master Jacob Sir.' Now could I? But maybe there was a way. That's when I started working on my plan. I had to come up with an offer he couldn't refuse. I went over it again and again in my head, replaying every possible situation I could think of happening whenever I put my plan into action. I had to be ready. I never knew when I would happen to run into him. I had to be ready to calmly approach him with my "deal". (The rest of the story is what I wish would happen)
THE DEAL
I had just gotten to the gay nightclub on K St. when I spotted Jacob with a few friends. Luckily the club was fairly crowded and he didn't see me. About 15 minutes later, he left his friends and walked towards the door. I followed him out and when he was about a block away from the club, I yelled out "Jacob Y-".
He stopped and turned around with a smile on his face. I guess he thought one of his friends was calling him because the smile went away as soon as he saw me.
"Why don't you just leave me the fuck alone" he said as he turned and continued walking. He was obviously uncomfortable running into me late at night with no one around and wanted to get away from there.
"Why don't you shut up and listen to me for one minute and maybe I will" I yelled back at him in a cocky tone. He sopped and turned around as I caught up to him.
He looked at his watch and said "One minute."
"Ok, well..." I started. "Uh, well, you see...I uh..." I knew the words, just couldn't spit them out.
"What?" he yelled, looking at his watch. "Thirty seconds and I'm leaving." The stern look on his face right then made me realize that I had to do this.
I took a deep breath. "Ok, basically I want you to beat my ass or do whatever while I stand there and take it. After that I will never bother you again. In fact, if we happen to run into each other again, I will leave."
"So if I start hitting you, you won't fight back and that will get you to leave me alone?" Jacob said.
"Actually I want someone to spank and humiliate me for a couple of hours. And I know you hate me enough to actually want to do it." Jacob just stared at me with a confused look on his face. "I know it sounds strange and you probably want to laugh at me and walk away right now, but consider the alternatives. I might not be so nice the next time I happen to run across you." I said with a serious look on my face.
Jacob thought for a second and said "Now, explain to me what you had in mind."
By now the routine I had practiced over and over kicked in and I said "There are three main things I want to happen. When and if you agree, I become our property for the next two hours. We go to your place and I obey your every order. I will be tied up and I will also be spanked. Finally, you will use me anyway you want to get off and blow a load in my face or anywhere else on me you like. You can do anything else or give me any order you like in the two hours. After that, I'll never bother you again."
Jacob looked at me and thought for a minute. "You'll obey every word I say?" he asked.
"For two hours." I said.
He looked at me for another minute and then an evil smirk came to his face and he said "When does my time start?"
"Right now." I said.
SMACK!
He slapped his hand firmly against my face, just hard enough to make my head turn. "Right now WHAT?" he yelled at me.
"Right now, Sir." I replied meekly.
"Where are you parked?" he asked and I pointed to my car. My dick had started getting hard as soon as he slapped me and by the time we had walked over to my car I had a raging hard-on and knew I was in for a rough night.
THE RIDE
"Give me your keys" Jacob said when we got to the car. I handed then to him and he went to the driver's side and got in. I went to the passengers side and waited for him to unlock the door so I could get in. He rolled the window down half way and said "Take your clothes off and give them to me." I started looking around to see if anyone else was there.
"NOW!" Jacob yelled at me. I quickly pulled off my shirt, shoes, socks, and pants, handing each through the window to him.
Standing in only my boxers, I hesitated and looked at him. "Come on, everything." I look around nervously as I slid my boxers down releasing my dripping cock and handed them to him. I stood there naked, in the middle of the parking lot, while he played with the lock pretending he couldn't get it open.
When he finally opened the door and saw my hard dick stick up, he said "STOP! Get down on the floor. I don't want to look at that all the way home." I crawled onto the floor of the car and shut the door. I look over towards him and saw he had his soft cock and his balls sticking out of his pants. "I want you to lick my balls all the way to my house," he said.
So I leaned over and moved his cock over with my nose as I took a big sniff of his manliness and began to lick and suck his balls. "Good boy." He said as he pulled out of the parking lot and his dick began to rise. It was then I realized that this was no longer my fantasy. This was my reality tonight. I was his property. I existed only to serve Jacob.
THE RULES
We pulled into his driveway and he shut off the car. I look up at his face which once again had that evil grin.
"Did I tell you to stop?" he said as he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it back into his lap. I continued to lick his balls for a few more minutes. "Get out of the car and come around and open my door" he snarled at me.
I got out and quickly looked around to make sure no one saw me naked and ran around to the open the door for him. When he got out he just stood there and looked at me then said "What the fuck are you doing, slave?"
Not sure what kind of answer he wanted; I quietly said "Opening your door, Sir."
SMACK!
Another slap on the face. "You are to bow before your Master when waiting for orders. Understand?"
"Yes Sir" I answered as I sank to my knees to comply with my Masters order. All of the sudden I started to have second thoughts about this whole thing so I said "Jacob, I don't know if..."
SMACK
"I did NOT give you permission to speak and if you think you can change your mind now, forget it. I have your keys and your clothes and I don't think there's much you can do naked in the middle of the night. Now is there?"
"No Sir. Please forgive me, Sir"
Jacob just laughed and said "Get up and follow me, you worthless cocksucker." And he turned and walked towards the front door.
Once inside, I followed him to the living room where he turned and looked at me. He snapped his fingers and pointed to the ground in front of his feet. I dropped to my knees in front of him, remembering what I had been told outside. "Hands behind your head and spread your knees apart. Bow your head and get those arms out to the side." He ordered. I obeyed. "This is your new position. When I snap my fingers you will assume this position in front of me and wait for my orders. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir" I said.
SMACK!
"Yes Sir WHAT?" he yelled.
"Yes Sir, I understand" I said, hoping it was the right answer.
SMACK!
"You will give me full answers when I ask you something and you will begin all sentences with Yes Sir or No Sir and end all sentences with Sir. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir, I understand Sir."
"Good boy. Just remember you are my property now and as long as you follow the rules I may be kind enough to spare you severe punishment. The only reason you are here is to please me like the bitch you are. Any problem with that?"
"No Sir, I will do whatever I am told to please my Master, Sir." It was then that I think I started to fall completely into my submissive role that I had always wanted. I realized how lucky I was to have found a Master to treat me like the slutty bitch I was. And I realized I wanted to do everything in my power to please my Master.
"Of course you will." Jacob said. "You are such a fucking worthless slut. Just look at how hard you are. You're such a disgusting piece of shit, aren't you?"
"Yes Sir, I am a disgusting piece of shit, Sir."
"Now, I want you to go clean my bathroom until I'm ready for you. And it better be spotless. And don't touch yourself. You are not allowed to jerk off or cum unless I say you can. Now go."
I got up and went to his bathroom. My hard cock was slapping against my stomach leaving a growing spot of precum which eventually turned into strings connecting my dick to my stomach. I went about cleaning his bathroom, occasionally thinking about what he may be planning to have me do next, but oddly enough I mostly though about whether or not I was doing a good enough job cleaning to please my Master. After about 15 minutes Jacob came to the bathroom door and snapped his fingers and walked to the living room. I immediately followed him and assumed my position on my knees in front of him with my hands behind my head and arms out to the side.
Well, that's the first part. Should I continue? Write me and let me know. And if "Jacob Y-" reads this (not his real name, but I think he can figure it out) please write to me, Sir.
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