For the second morning in a row I woke on the floor of Mr Traynor's bedroom. Shackled and diapered as the previous night. The dual snoring of Mr Traynor and Chris reminded me that before the nappy had been put on both men had taken the opportunity to piss on it, depriving me of a final drink before I attempted to sleep.
I struggled to get into a kneeling position ready if needed, but knowing that there was a strong chance that I wouldn't .Chris woke up first, he looked at me, and slid his foot from under the duvet , his toes wiggling daring my to get closer. As I almost mad contact, he shoved the size 9 directly into my nose, before withdrawing, and wiggling again. Only on the fourth occasion did me blow me to make contact, I could hear him brown as my tongue swapped from the heel along the arch to just under his big toe. These groans eventually woke Mr Traynor.
"Morning" "Morning" "Good to see you making use of the facilities." They then started to kiss, which quite quickly ended up with Chris sitting astride Mr Traynor and getting fucked. I watched in envious awe. It was over all too quickly as Mr Traynor let out a bellowing roar. Chris slid off and turned on to his side, and kissed Mr Traynor's chest. "I needed that" "Looks as if we got someone excited down there, playing with that dick again" He whispered into Chris's ear. "Whatever the question was the answer was an enthusiastic "Yes"
"You really wanted my cum yesterday don't you ?" Mr Traynor said looking directly at me."Yes Sir" Well, come closer" as he spoke Chris got onto all fours on the bed " clean that arse out and make sure you have a belly full.
By the time Mr Traynor returned I was flat on my back, and Chris arse was on my face, and my tongue was exploring his hole.
"I was not expecting that, a pleasant surprise" I briefly squealed as Mr Traynor squeezed my balls." That's enough , Chris get into the shower.. You , stay there" Chis got off and headed to the bathroom. Mr Traynor stood above me, he loosened the towel that was round his waist and threw it across the room. I watched as he lowered himself, kneeling, his knees either side of my body, his buttocks still glistening after his shower. Eventually his arse was parked squally on my face, the damp hairs framing his tight hole.
As he adjusted himself he farted. "Think of that as a reward. Chris will be gone for at least twenty minutes, get going. I want to make sure that I totally cleaned myself just now. The mix of freshly showered skin , soap and lingering fat filled my nostrils. As I began to lick he encouraged me to probe deeper to get his taste engrained in my brain. Two more farts, made me fear what was coming next, but I was obviously not that sacred as I felt a slap across my dick. "Stop fucking playing with your self" Was I really that turned on by the fear of the ultimate taboo. Thankfully it be came clear that was not on his agenda, he simply expected me to become fully acquainted with his whole body. Once I realised this I relaxed and began concentrate to making sure I kept Mr Traynor happy.
My view was obscured but I sensed that Chris had returned. He and Mr Traynor exchanged a few words. "Go on, see it as a way of saying good bye' No sooner had Mr Traynor said goodbye then a searing pain shot through my balls as Chis gave them a hard kick with his cherry red DMs.
Mr Traynor finally moved off my face, he turned round and kissed me on the lips. I realised I had not had a proper kiss now in weeks, and wondered if I ever would. He offered me his hand and pulled me up. For the second morning running he removed the nappy, it fell to the ground with a heavy thump sodden not only with the piss that he and Chris hand added before I wore it, but the contents with my own bladder.
"Looks as if it's just the two of us again, perhaps of Chris does succeed in turning his boyfriend into his slave, I'll ask Kyle if I can borrow you for a weekend so we can have two of you serving us together' you'll probably need more training at some stage"
"Now follow me" I crawled behind him. "Get in that shower, and then come down to the kitchen"
AsI turned on the water, and started to rub the gel into my skin, I felt the most human I had for days. I then started to think about what Mr Traynor had said . "Borrow, serve" two odd words I thought, I'm sure Sir would allow me to visit Mr Traynor if I wanted", and he was always keen for me to get as much training as possible. Just thinking about it made my dick hard .
Finally I turned off the hot water, dried myself off in some of the most comfortable towels I had ever experienced and headed to the kitchen. There Mr Traynor was sitting at the kitchen table. "You need some decent food. Sit" He pointed to a chair. I looked at it nervously as the only times I had sat on one in the last few weeks was when at the office. otherwise I was either standing, straight, kneeling r on all fours.
As i sat down , he placed a plate before me, bacon, egg and fried bread. It smelt heavenly ,I took a mouthful and then swallowed some coffee, Then another. Mr Traynor then sat down opposite me, smiled and began to eat, I just looked at him. he seemed so rallied as if sitting on a chair was totally normal, "What's wrong? Not hungry?" ." Sorry Sir just thinking" "Don't waste your time thinking, eat, drink, do what makes you comfortable"
I continued to watch him, I took sip of coffee and barely a mouthful of egg. Although I hadn't touched much, more food was placed on to, The smell was delicious. I hurriedly sliced it all up. Bt was still hesitant to eat. Mr Traynor looked at me over the top of his mug of coffee,
I then realised what I needed to do, I put the knife and for down, and slid the chair back. Holding the plate I stood up, and walked to the side of the table, placed my pate of the floor and on all fours I began to eat.
Mr Traynor ruffled my hair. "Well done, that deserves a nice drink" From my position on the ground I could see his dick, ready to give me my first proper drink of the day.