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5.30 a.m my alarm went off. It took awhile for me to realise that i was not getting up to go to the gym before heading to work, i was getting up to make sure that everything was ready for Master Darren. Since Tuesday when he collared me and walked me out of the office building he had stopped being my Boss, both within and without the office. He was now just my Master. I had left my flat, and most of my belongings behind.
Master Darren set out some ground rules, my bed was a basket in the corner of His bedroom. He's have put me in the kitchen to sleep, but decided that by having me closer meant that should he need a piss he'd not have to walk to the bathroom. Not every piss would involve me swallowing it, and i should be prepared to wake up in a wet bed on a regular basis. I was to ensure that he was awake at 6 each day and that the shower would be at an optimum temperature.
When finished i was to help him get dressed having made sure all of his clothes were wrinkle and crease free. As i was no longer available for my afternoon punishment, after i had dressed him i was to present him with a flogger, paddle, crop or belt, and ask him to give me twenty strokes. i was to then accompany him to His gym, before returning home.
During the day i was to ensure that the house was kept spotless, to remain naked at all times, and he would check up on me regularly to ensure that this was the case. I was to use only the downstairs toilet, he had removed the lid and seat, but was expected to piss sitting down at all times. I could only have cold showers, and He reserved the right to order me to clean myself using the outside hose.
As well as cleaning the house i was expected to ensure that all of his boots were always ready to be worn, each one should be given a decent polish at least twice a week.
In the evening, He would call me when leaving the office, and when he had arrived at the local tube station. This was to allow me to start having his dinner ready, i was to be on my knees, waiting for his arrival.
However as he didnt start the new job until the Monday, there would be five days of Him making sure i was settling in. He also said that thirty minutes would be set aside each evening to decompress where I would have a chance to discuss my feelings, raise concerns, ask questions.
That first morning i woke to a kick in the stomach. Master Darren was towering over me his foot now pressing against my face.
Wakey wakey Tommy Boy, it's 7.30 and it's the first morning of your new life. The thin blanket Master Darren had given me the night before was damp with piss, at least he hadn't woken me up on my first night . He pressed his foot further, as if He was trying to crush it.
"Like the early morning smell Tommy Boy."
"Yes Boss, Sir, Master" i responded, in my half awake state i was still unsure about the correct form of address.
"Master, my sweet Thomas, Master. Now get up, from now on you will always be awake before me, understood."
I murmured assent , muffled by his size 13 foot still over my mouth.
"Now that i'm up I need a piss, open wide."
i then noticed his rock hard dick, i'd seen it but until now all of Master Darren's piss had been delivered via a glass, or for the last week my Sippy cup. He then rammed his dick into my mouth.
`I'd say no spilling but that blanket is wet enough, it won't make a difference. "
My mouth slowly started to fill with piss, his dick just lay there , not far enough in to make me gag, but in enough to make that an ever present threat. I successfully managed to combine allowing my mouth to fill, whilst at the same time allow the piss to trickle down my throat. I looked up at Master Darren in adoration, this being the first time i had seen his muscular body in its full glory . When He finsihed he withdrew his dick, and ordered me into the bathroom to get his shower ready
Crawling into the bathroom, i turned it on, i had no idea how Master liked His shower, and decided that my first attempt would be a way of learning, if i was wrong then i'd have to accept the punishment. Miraculously, it seemed to be the right temperature. When he stepped out of the shower i was transfixed droplets of water slowly trickled down , his torso, towards his groin and dick.
`Towel' I opened a towel, he stepped forward and I wrapped it around him Feet I grabbed another towel, and started to dry his feet. Dropping the towel he listed the remaining part of his body
Legs, Butt, arms, chest , shoulders, balls. Taking the towel i gently dried each of these.
Thank you Tommy Boy, time for me to get dressed follow me. I crawled behind him as he returned to his bedroom. He called out the items of clothing he wanted to wear , white shirt, jeans, red jock strap, blue socks, Wesco boots. Each of these i then had to help him put on, the final items being the boots.
"Now go and shower, remember it's going to be a cold one. Whilst you are there decide which of these you want to be used as part of your first punishment". He went to the corner of the room and came back with a wooden paddle, and an old fashioned school cane. "I'll leave these outside, when you crawl back in i want one of these in your mouth."
I'd forgotten the shock a cold shower could bring, so cold i thought that even my dick and balls would shrink even more, and make the cage fall off. Thankfully it didn't. I returned to Master Darren's bedroom, got on my knees and selected the cane.
"Good choice" he said Follow me, i dutifully crawled after him, and he opened a door to a room i had not yet been in. A play room, a dungeon, my mind boggled at what he had some of which were used for activities i knew i'd never want to try, such as a Fisting seat.
"Go over there,'' he said pointing to a St Andrew's cross,"and hold on tight" Once i was in place he asked me;
What do you want Tommy?
"Twenty strokes please Master"
Before i had even started to take in my situation, he administered 20 whacks to my buttocks.
"Turn round"
"Good Tommy Boy" he gave me a hug."Let's get you dressed"
"Tommy, as my slave the way you look reflects on me, if you are scruffy the world will think that I have no real hold on you' So when we are out, and my company is lilley you will always be smartly dressed, Shirt , tie, formal trousers, and well polished shows. I will show some leeway when you are out without me , but i will not put up with any sloppiness.
He went to a second wardrobe and threw me some clothes," get dressed now. " I looked in the mirror, and was about to adjust my tie when He turned me round, "Oh I almost forgot, head down" He placed a chain over my head and placed it under my shirt collar, it was just about visible underneath my tie.
This always stays on. Always.
Now let's head out for some breakfast, I want to show you off to the neighbourhood, As we walked down Master Darren's street towards the High Street it was obvious that people knew Him well. A number of men, nodded towards Him in deference. I was painfully conscious of the chain round my neck.
We arrived at the cafe that Master Darren had selected, i opened the door and followed him in. The waiter ushered us to a corner at the back, pulled back a seat for Master Darren and handed Him a menu .
Kneel. I knelt , slightly conscious that there were other customers. "Don't worry. All these Yummy Mummies are fixated with their offspring, and mobile phones to take any interest in you "
"Good morning Darren, what would You like? " "Eggs Benedict please Neal, and some strong black coffee"
And um .. he said pointing to me.
"Neal, this is Tommy, he's living with me for a while. He'll have your slave boy special, and some piss."
I reddened, at my status being talked about so openly, i was unconvinced that the other customers were not aware of the fact that here i was a 49 year old man, on my knees besides a well built 30 something.
After some 15 minutes, of my kneeling whilst Master Dareen checked his phone Neal returned. He placed Master Darren's food on the table, i was getting ready to get up and sit beside him when Neal put down a bowl full of scrambled egg, bits of sausage.
At least it's edible i thought to myself. A second empty bowl was placed beside it, i then heard the unmistakable sound of a trouser zip. Looking up i saw Neal take out his dick and aim at the empty bowl . It was soon full of a light golden liquid.
Say Thank You Sir, said Master.
Thank You Sir, i said looking at Neal, when he suddenly left a huge wodge of spit fall from his mouth onto the eggs.
Just eat it up, or next time there will only be one bowl, for both food and piss
I looked at Master Darren, , he took a mouthful of his coffee, and smiled.
I bent down and took the first mouthful of my breakfast, quietly whispering `Thank You Master"