Story: Skin part 2

Just another normal Thursday evening again. I suppose I should consider it normal, this is the third Thursday where I’m meeting up with...Sir, I guess (I don’t know his name, and I haven’t even asked him how I should properly address him). As he instructed, I’m wearing no underwear, and my chest and pubes are completely hairless. I even did his ‘homework’; which was licking and sucking a dildo every day. The first three days, I felt very silly. After that, I masturbated while doing that, obviously feeling stupid afterwards, but realising I truly did wish it was his cock in my mouth.

We arrive at ‘our’ spot, and spontaneously fall to my knees and start licking his boots.
“You’re very eager tonight....maybe it’s time to learn you some new tricks, boy”. He orders me to stand up and close my eyes. I hear something rattling and feel him putting something cold around my neck. He’s putting a chain around my neck, I can feel him closing the chain with a lock.
“Much better. Open your eyes boy, and follow me”. After a couple of minutes we arrived at his place.

“Now boy, there are a couple of rules when you are here. First of all, unless I order otherwise, you should be naked at all times. So, strip!” It wasn’t the first time someone gave me that command, and I’ve learned that being naked in front of a ‘stranger’ is something that turns me on but still find somewhat humiliating.
About a minute later, the only item on my body was the chain around my neck. He stood behind me and starting inspecting my body. He ran his hands over about every square inch of my body, from my head to my toes. He paid special attention to my nipples and balls, giving them a good squeeze now and then.

After a while he ordered me to bend over and spread my ass cheeks. He told me to hold that position, while he fetched some items. When he came back he asked me about how experienced I was anally. I said I wasn’t experienced at all. I could feel him putting some lube around my hole, and softly slid a finger inside. “That’s a very tight hole boy...” He went deeper and before long he was using two fingers to gently fuck me. I was embarrassed by this invasion, but my dick was rock hard. He noticed this and laughed. “Enjoying yourself boy? Good, this is only the very beginning of your anal training...” He removed his fingers and inserted a small butt plug. “You’ll be wearing that until you leave so you better get used to it!”

After putting away the gloves and lube, he lead me to his sofa and ordered me to kneel. He took off his jeans and sat down. “Here boy”, he pointed at his groin. When I started moving closer, he put one hand on my head and forced me into his groin. “Sniff it, boy, learn the smell of your master...” I took a few deep breaths, which also relaxed me a bit more. I started softly nudging his cock and balls with my nose, and I could feel he was getting harder and harder. He also stopped pushing my head down, and was just stroking my hair. I felt more and more relaxed, but still horny from the way he treated me, and I realised I really loved being in this position, me being close to his cock and smelling that manly scent of his.

I was just about to ask him if I could suck his cock, but he cut me off. “No, I know what you want, but it won’t happen now. Next time you can show off your cocksucking skills - or lack thereof (he smiled), today I just want to see you submit to me.” He let me sniff his groin for quite some time, but eventually my knees started hurting. Sir noticed this; “seeing as you liked being in that position so much, next time I’ll get you to wear knee pads. Now sit on the floor and relax boy!”  I tried to do that, but it wasn’t easy with that plug still inside me...

He went to the kitchen, I assumed he was getting us something to drink. I was right, but I was surprised (but then again not) when he appeared with a dog bowl and a small bottle of water. He put the bowl in the corner of the room and filled it. “Wait boy”. He went to the kitchen again and came back sipping a beer. “Okay boy, crawl over to the bowl if you want to drink”. I did as told, as I was quite thirsty already. I was aware of how silly I must’ve looked at  that point, naked, butt plugged, drinking from a dog bowl. It was humiliating and degrading, but I was feeling quite happy actually!

When I had my fill I returned to sofa - crawling of course, despite already having sore knees. I waited next to him on my knees and elbows. He had turned on the TV, and seemingly ignored me at first. I wondered if I had done anything wrong...he got up again and went into another room.
I was curious but kept my eyes down when he returned. “Lie down, face down, parallel with the sofa. Hands on your back”. When I was in that position he put some handcuffs on me. “Since you like sniffing things so much, and you’ve been a good boy so far, he’s a reward for you. This is the pair I use when I do sports.” He put a shoe in front of me and made sure I could smell the inside. It had a very strong scent but I really liked smelling it.

He sat in the sofa and continued watching tv, using my back as a footrest. Every so often he changed position, putting one foot on my neck, or tapping the plug. Me, I was enjoying being in a lovely headspace, I had no concept of time, no thoughts, no worries, just being there in the moment.

After Sir ‘woke me up’, so to speak, he released me from the handcuffs and took out the plug. He got me off the floor and gave me a big hug. He told me it was getting late, and that it’s time I should be going home. I let out a disappointed “oh...” which made him laugh. “Yes, I could tell you were enjoying yourself...it was good to see you relax after a while. I think we can build on this, so I would love to have you over again to train you, maybe for a whole weekend. Think about it and let me know. But before you go, I have 2 parting gifts for you.” He ordered me to lay over his lap, and I got a short but firm spanking. It would help me sleep, he said. Seriously? I was told to put on my clothes while he went to get my second gift.

He came back with a gray box that said “CB2000”. “It’s a chastity device”, he explained. Your homework for this week. I want you to experiment with it, find a configuration that is comfortable to wear but still secure. Next week your proper training will begin, now you just have to find a good fit. Next week, the key will be mine and mine alone, you understand?” I nodded and thanked him for the gift and for the whole evening. He unlocked the chain around my neck, and when he saw the disappointment on my face, he said “No boy, you can’t wear this full time just yet. But keep being a good boy and I just might collar you as my boy!”
When we were at the door, he stopped me and gave me a hug again. “By the way,” he whispered in my ear, “my name is Thomas. But you can keep calling me Sir, or Boss, or Master. I don’t mind that at all.” He smiled and let me out.

Seems like I spent 3 hours with him, even though it only felt like half an hour at most. I walked home with a smile on my face. And for the record, yes, I did sleep rather well that night.


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I hope you enjoyed that! I had so much trouble starting this, it took me about a week just to write the first 25%, but this evening I wrote the last 75% almost automatically. Weird how you can sometimes get "inspired" :)
I have (vague!) plans for part 3 (the weekend) and even a part 4 (meeting up with another boy), but that will be for July at the earliest.

Edit: the story continues in part 3-1, click here.