The Unexpected Holiday 6
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The Unexpected Holiday - Chapter 6 - The new dynamic
I walked around the outside of the villa to the outside tap which was below the kitchen window. It was only cold water fed and would normally have a shower hose fitted but that had been taken off for winter. I had to crouch down to get under it's cold stream. I pushed my head into the stream and let the water run through my hair and down my face. Washing off all of Carlos's cum and piss. I struggled on washing myself but I persisted as Master had ordered me.
I looked up at the kitchen window where I could see Sir looking down at me smirking with enjoyment at my discomfort whilst he sipped his drink. I smiled back at Sir and mouth "Thank you Sir". He then indicated to his watch with his finger. He was telling me to hurry up.
I turned the tap off and went back to the front door, dripping in cold water. I hoovered at the door not knowing what to do. I didn't want to drip on the floor and get into more trouble but I didn't have a towel to dry myself. I plucked up the courage and shouted through the door "Sir can I have a towel?".
Sir came marching to the doorway still grasping his glass. "What the hell do you think your doing? I am the one that give the orders around here! You will speak when you are spoken to! Not shout out orders at me! Understand?"
A feeling of utter dread comes over me. I didn't want to upset Sir. "I am sorry Sir. I am a useless slave Sir. I don't know what to do Sir. I need your guidance Sir" I try anything to back track my failure to respect my Master.
"Well slave you stand there in the wind until you're dry, don't you! Stupid boy!" he barks at me as he turns around and walks back into the villa.
I do as I'm told but I want to show Sir. So I climb up on the short sea front wall so that I am fully in the sea breeze and completely visible from anyone walking along the beach. I shiver in the wind but I keep standing there whilst I feel the water evaporate off my bare flesh.
I look out and can see the sun is now getting very low in the sky. It will be sunset soon I thought, not know what time it was. Had nearly the whole day gone? It just seem to rush away with everything going on.
I looked up and down my body, feeling under my armpits and caressing my poor bruised bottom for any signs of water. I was dry! I climbed down from the wall and headed into the house. I found Sir sat at the armchair next to the fire. "Light the fire slave!" he ordered.
"Yes Sir" I knelt down beside the fireplace with Sir's crossed feet behind me. I built the fire and got it going. It took a bit to get it going but I soon had a roaring fire going for Sir. The warmth it gave me was much needed after my cold shower and been made to air dry outside in the wind. I stayed knelt at Sir's feet but turn so I was facing him with my head bowed and hand on the thighs.
"Right" Sir started "Let's check my property. I want you to assume the inspection position."
"What's that Sir?"
"Kneeling with your thighs widely apart."
I quickly do as ordered.
"Back straight"
I straighten up
"Hand behind your head with your fingers interlocked, chin up, eyes down, butt on heels, your chest and genitals will then be presented for my viewing pleasure and inspection"
I quickly get into position. Sir then gets up from the chair and paces around me. I feel his eyes looking at every part of my body. I can not hide from his critical gaze. He then runs his hand under my armpits feeling there hairs there. "These need to be removed"
"Yes Sir" as I keep my eyes looking down and ahead.
He then runs his hands over my chest and down my stomach. I don't grow much body hair and when it does it looks odd so I always kept my chest shaved. "This is much better slave. This is how your armpits should be." I nodded. "Speak up boy!" He barks.
"Yes Sir" I say like a soldier to his commanding officer.
He then moves his hand around my pubic area around my chastise cock which was of course straining at its confinement. I had trimmed my pubes back but hadn't shaved. "This area needs a lot of work" as he runs his fingers against the direction of my hairs making them bristle.
I answer again with a definite "Yes Sir"
He then clasps my balls in his hand, feeling and squeezing them. My cock pulses with his touch as a precum stream pours out of the tiny slit in the cock sheath and onto Sir's hand. He scoops it up and puts his hand in front of my mouth "Clean it slave" he orders. I lick up all my precum off his hand. He then slaps his wet hand across my face. Like don't do it again.
He then goes back to my balls "These also need more work. If I find hairs here again you'll get a serious beating"
"Yes Sir. Sorry Sir. I will make sure I have no hairs there Sir."
Whilst Sir still has a firm grip on my balls he moves his other hand down my back at to my arse. He starts by circling around my arse cheeks and then sliding his hand up and down my arse crack. I feel his fingers push against my hole. "This area as well must be hairless, understand?"
"Yes Sir"
He lets go of my balls and stands up right in front of me. His crotch inches away from my face. I try and take a deep breath in to see if I could get his smell to fill my lungs again. "You want that cock don't you" he quizzed.
"Yes Sir. It means the world to me Sir. As you do Sir"
"You're learning quick" as he moves away "but you're going to need to earn that reward" as he sits back in the chair and picks up his drink and takes a long gulp whilst staring down at me. I didn't move and Sir just sat there drinking and looking down at me. I could feel the precum running down my leg from my excitable cock.
He took another big gulp and finished his drink. "Fetch me another drink slave"
I pulled myself up from my kneeling position and walked over to Sir and picked up his glass. "what would you like Sir"
"Red wine"
I scurried into the kitchen where there was a bottle open on the side. I filled Sir's glass and headed back to his side with the glass. I handed his glass to him. Keeping my head bowed down and eyes to the floor. He took the glass from me. "Right slave, go and fetch your razor and a bowl of water. I want to see you remove those hairs"
"Yes Sir" I said before heading up the stair to the bathroom. I grabbed my razor and headed back downstairs and went into the kitchen where I filled a bowl with water. I came back into the sitting room and knelt back down in the same spot I had knelt before. I wetted the razor and raised my arm and proceeded to remove every hair from my armpits. I then knelt up on my knee so get as best access to my crotch and shaved all the hairs off my pubic area. I struggled to get up under the chastity device but I did my best. I shaved my balls, going back to feel if I had missed any.
I started to lean over and get on all fours so that I could shave my arse when Sir interrupted "Turn around so I can see you shave your arse" I shuffled around so that Sir had the best view possible. I put my arm up under my legs and ran the razor down from the top of my arse crack to my balls.
After a few runs of the razor over my arse I stayed on all fours with my arse in the air and said "Would Sir like to check it?"
With that Sir lent over and rubbed his hand up my arse crack. "You've missed a spot" he said followed by a smack to my arse.
"Sorry Sir" as I run the razor a few more times around my arse crack.
"That's better boy" he says.
I get back to my feet and took the bowl back to the kitchen where I washed it up. I headed back to the sitting room and knelt down again facing Sir but looking down to the floor.
“You must keep your body hair like that. Even if you have to shave a couple of times a day.” He orders from his seat as he drinks a big gulp of wine and nearly emptying it.
“Would Sir like some more wine?” I ask
“Yes and you can cook my dinner too”
I get up and get the bottle of wine and fill his glass up nice and full “What would Sir like for dinner?”
“Surprise me. But if I don’t like it you’ll be sleeping outside.”
“Thank you Sir” as I scurry back into the kitchen.
I look in the fridge to find it empty. I would of gone shopping today but Sir had other ideas for me today. So I look in the larder and find some dried pasta and tomato sauce. It will have to do, we literally have nothing in.
Sir then barks from the sitting room “Don’t cook me something boring like pasta” chuckling at the end.
He must of looked and know that’s all we had. He’s setting me up. As that thought set in my cock pulsed and pushed against the cage that it’s locked in. I enjoyed the teasing and been set up to fail.
I put the pan of water on the boil and find some herbs to put in the tomato sauce to spike it up a bit. I then head back to Sir and kneel at his feet.
“What is it slave?”
“Sir, we only have pasta.” I say with my head bowed not making eye contact
“Well it’s going to be a cold night for you then” he chuckled as he sipped some more wine
I look up at Sir with begging eyes “Sir, please don’t make me sleep outside. I will do anything you wish.”
He just ignores me and looks at the crackling fire. I bow my head in my inevitable doom and head back to the kitchen. The water is now boiling so I get the pasta on and cook up a tomato herb sauce to go with it. I lay the table up in the dining room for one.
I come to the entrance of the sitting room “Sir your dinner is ready”
He gets up and walks past me and into the dining room. He takes his seat at the head of the table. I head to the kitchen and bring his plate of food to him. I then quickly fetch the wine and refill his glass.
“Stand there” as Sir points just behind him to his side “with the bottle and be silent”.
I do as ordered holding the bottle in the middle of my bare chest. Sir tucks into the pasta dish and actually looks like he’s enjoying it. He certainly liked the wine as I am soon refilling it and going back to my position.
He puts his knife and fork on the empty plate “slave come here and face me” I quickly position myself in his eye line holding the nearly empty wine bottle. “You’ve surprised me, that was actually very good. You can have a reward. Go and get a bowl of the leftovers and bring it back here”
I put the wine bottle down on the table and head to the kitchen. I come back quickly with a bowl of the now cold pasta. “Put it down” he directs me to put it down beside him. He then pushes his chair back a bit away from the table and gestures to his crotch “Now get to work on my cock”.
I kneel down in front of Sir and start to undo his trousers and pull his semi hard cock out. I get my lips down onto it and start sucking it as it grows in my mouth. I put a special effort in as this must be my reward. I run my tongue around the head of his cock. Sucking hard and taking it deep. I stroke his balls.
“I’m close” as Sir pulls himself up from his chair a bit “hold your bowl under my cock so I can cum over it”.
I pull my lips off Sir’s cock and pick up the bowl holding it with both hands under his large hard cock. He strokes it a few times and soon is ejaculating his cum over my food. I am smiling up at Sir, enjoying watch Sir come to orgasim.
“Suck the last bit out now slave”
Still holding the bowl I get my lips around his throbbing cock and suck hard to get every last drop.
“Put the bowl on the floor and eat it on all fours like a dog”
“Yes Sir” as I do as I am told. I shove my face into the bowl of cum covered pasta and slurp every bit up as quickly as I can. I lick the bowl clean. I then move from all fours to a kneeling position to look up at Sir. My face covered in the tomato sauce.
He chuckles at me “go and clean everything up and I am going to head up to bed. When you're done you can come to my bedroom tonight.”
My face beams with joy knowing I can sleep with Sir tonight.