This is a true account of training sessions with my Master. Please email feedback direct to my Master at hungjaques@yahoo.co.uk. Master would also like to receive suggestions of how i might be trained in the future. More accounts following soon...
I am kneeling in the bath wet with piss. Master says he does not want me smelling of piss, so he hoses me down with cold water. When that is finished he throws me an old scrap of towel, not much bigger than a facecloth. Dry yourself off boy, he orders.
I dry myself as best as I can with the scrap of towel while master watches. I realise a slave is not allowed a proper towel since it would give it something to cover its body in the presence of the master, which would be wrong. It is difficult to get properly dry, but I do my best, especially when master keeps shouting at me to Hurry up, you piece of shit. Come on boi, Im not waiting all day for a pathetic slave like you!
I struggle out of the bath and Sir attaches a dog lead to my chain collar and orders me to follow him. I crawl on all fours, head bowed, following Sir's masterful feet as they move ahead of me.
We enter Master's computer room and Sir sits at the desk. Get under there boi -- at my feet where you belong.
I am ordered under the desk and I crawl underneath, curling my body up as far as I can, while still making sure that my hard dick is sticking out for master to see.
You will worship my feet while I look at porn, master says
I move my head quickly to master's feet and start licking quickly and greedily. After a moment, I am amazed when master moves one of his feet and places it on my hard cock. He presses down on my cock with his foot.
This makes me lick his other foot even more desperately and worshipfully.
I cannot get enough of paying homage to master's incredible feet and his godlike body. While all the same time master is honouring me by touching my pathetic cock with the sole of his foot -- pressing his foot into my cock and balls and allowing me to rub my tiny, slave cock against his strong masterful foot.
I lap and lick and suck at the other foot, taking master's toes in my mouth and slobbering all over the tops and soles of his foot. I am now licking at a level of intensity which I hope shows master how grateful I am to serve.. What a privilege and an honour for a slave to be in this position.
Master starts wanking himself as he looks at the porn on the computer screen. Seeing master wanking gets me even more aroused and I lick all the more, all the time cowering like a dog under the desk.
Soon master is at climax and shoots his load all over his hand. I am ordered out from under the desk, tongue at the ready, desperate to lick up master's cum and to clean it all off his hand and his fingers. He then orders me to clean off his cock and I take it quite gently into my slave mouth, sucking and licking it clean.
My head is resting against master's cock and balls and I feel owned and secure -- naked, collared and kneeling, as a slave should be.
Master now seems quite tired. I am ordered downstairs again. As master has a drink, I am ordered to get on all fours infront of master's chair.
Master uses my back as his footstool as he relaxes while my face is pressed into the floor.
I am still rock hard -- hoping to have the chance to serve master again -- to grovel at his feet, to worship his masterful body, to beg, to be humiliated, to be punished -- all in the life of a pathetic slave like this.