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As I sucked the remains of Boss's cum from Gunter's hole, Boss started talking. He was addressing Gunter but I always had to ensure that I was listening as often the conversation was about me, and I had to ensure that any orders were followed through that day.
It's been here a month. I think I made the right decision. The next few weeks will decide on how soon it gets put up for sale again.
Stand
I crawled off my Owner's bed, and stood , shoulders back, head down, hands on the back of my head.
Boss picked up a riding crop from the stand beside him, walking behind me, I heard the whizz as it went through the air and made contact with my naked butt.
Thank YOU Boss.
This was not a scheduled punishment, so I was unsure what was coming next.
He moved closer, I could feel the warmth of his body as he approached, his breath was soon heavy on my neck. He presented the crop in front of my mouth, without being told I opened it. Now that his hands were free he began to caress me from behind. Moving down from my chest, tweaking the nipples, to my groin. One hand suddenly grabbed my balls, the other my dick, and he began to stroke.
Master's insistence that I spent most of my time in chastity meant that not touching my dick for a month wasn't difficult. Boss and Gunter had made sure that the piercing was kept clean during the healing process
Boss started to kiss my neck, as the pace of the stroking got quicker and harder, matched my breathing.
Want to cum boy? Yes Boss, Please Boss. I mumbled through the gag of the riding crop. The stroking got more intense, , My dick hasn't been this hard ever. The grip got harder, the stroking got more intense, I felt as if I was going to explode, my breathing speeded up and I began to squeal. Then Boss released his grip , and he pushed me, so I fell to the floor.
I don't think you have proved yourself to be allowed to cum yet.
Before I had a chance to react, I wanted to sob with frustration, Gunter's foot pressed itself against my face.
Shut the fuck up. Is that how you react to your Owner allowing you to get hard? He worked his toes into my mouth and I began to suckle
Kneel. Gunter removed his foot, and I got up and obeyed the latest command. Are you going to shut up, or do we need to wait another month to get to the next stage. Sorry Boss. I'm ready. I bent down and kissed Gunter' s feet
Good. Now go and shower, and put this on. He threw an unopened bag at me. It was a blue jockstrap. Until now I had either been naked or wearing the same jock I was wearing when I was sold by Master.
After showering I crawled into the kitchen, in my corner, there was a bowl full of food. You've passed stage one, you deserve to eat from a bowl.
Boss again started talking to Gunter, explaining to him the plans he had for my day. I was going to get my piercings stretched.
I may have passed one test as part of proving myself to Boss, but I was still expected to travel to Max's in the boot of the car.
As the car went along I had to time reflect on the month since my last visit.
I slept in the corner of Boss's room. A hard floor with no pillow, although after a cold second night Boss suggested I be given a blanket to keep me warm. Although a month in it was so damp it failed to do so. Damp from Piss.
Gunter's piss. Boss's had stayed true to his word, I could only experience his piss via Gunter. If Boss wanted to piss Gunter had to drink it. If Gunter wanted to piss, within an hour of drinking Boss's I had to swallow Gunter's.
Gunter's throat was always available to Boss, this included a night time. If Boss needed a piss, Gunter would have to wake, and although my services were not required, I also had to wake to watch Guneter swallow. I was expected to then kiss Gunter's feet to thank him for the privilege. If Gunter needed a piss within an hour of drinking Boss's I had to drink it. Again thanking him. My sleep was therefore rather disjointed, as Gunter would invariably wake me at least twice a night so I could savour Boss's recycled piss. If by any chance Gunter had to piss without having had drunk Boss's then he would simply walk to my corner of the bedroom, and piss directly on me.
Until this morning I had directly eaten from the floor.
Punishment. I had at least three punishment sessions a day. Boss had paid good money for me, but he was not yet able to recoup any of it by selling my services, as I was as a result of the piercings out of action. This meant twelve hard beatings with a studded paddle before He and Gunter went to work. The evening would see another twelve with a can or riding crop to take into account Gunter's failures during the day, and before bed twelve bare arse spankings. These were a default to remind me that I was Boss's property. This was the routine during the week, at weekends, I would be tied to a St Andrew's cross and flogged. Each beating required a Thank you. I was now fully acquainted with each fold and hair of Gunter's feet. Until this morning my contact with Boss had been minimal, limited to the contact his bare hands made with my buttocks when being spanked
Sex, Master would regularly use my throat and arse for his sexual pleasure. It had been made clear that this wasn't necessarily going to be the case with Boss, and he was taking care to ensure that my pierced dick was sufficiently healed before he made use of that part of me. I was however expected to be close by when Boss and Gunter had sex, ready to clean out Gunter after what was invariably a long, loud and messy fuck.
Out The boot of the car opened. Boss , was still inside. I stepped out and fell to the floor , waiting for my orders to follow Gunter to the Studio.I was keeling on the pavement when Gunter returned to the car.
Tell Max we'll be back in three hours. I stayed where I was, go on, then start crawling. He got in the car, wound down the window, and shroud.
Fucking Crawl
I crawled as quickly as I could, and pushed open the door to Max's studio,
We've been expecting you . I looked at the corner of the room was a hairy sixty something bear. You need to demonstrate your cocksucking skills to my friend here. I'm going to explore that other hole.
Then we can get those piercing stretched.