Date: Fri, 08 Sep 2017 14:40:07 +0000
From: herb_cat@lycos.com
Subject: A Young Dom Part 2

Copyright 2017 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story
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Please note: this story depicts oral, anal, sadomasochistic sex between
a man and a boy. If any of these offend you or are illegal to publish in
your jurisdiction, or you are under the age of 18, read no further.

The characters, locations and incidents in this story are fictional. Any
resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is
entirely coincidental.

As an author, I welcome feedback on my writing. Please send any comments
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.oOo.

A Young Dom, Part 2

It was not my intention to write a second chapter to this story.
However, I received such positive feedback on the first installment,
including some great ideas, I decided to go on with the story.

.oOo.

I was all ready for him. I had taken a shower. I had given myself a
Fleet. I had remained stripped down to my birthday suit. My body was
just the way Jimmy liked it whenever he arrived. I arranged the whips
neatly on my bed, but not the ropes. Next to the whips was the unopened
package which had arrived three days before. My arnica cream was on the
night stand next to my condoms and lube. I unlocked my apartment door,
so he could let himself in. I checked the clock. 7:10. Perfect. Unlike
Mac, Jimmy was always punctual. He would arrive exactly at 7:15. And I
would be ready to serve him, waiting by my bed, on my knees, my mouth
wide open, but without my blindfold on.

You see, several things have changed in the month since Jimmy took over
for Mac. When Jimmy saw how my eyes sparkled and my mouth drooled
whenever I beheld his beautiful, smooth pubescent naked body, it built
up his self-esteem. He decided I should save the blindfold for special
occasions. So far, the occasion has not arisen. Also, Jimmy found the
tying and untying of the ropes tedious and unnecessary, since I wasn't
showing any resistance and they merely delayed getting down to the
business for which he came. He was displaying typical young teen
impatience.

So here I was, clean and neat, waiting for my teen Daddy to arrive and
thinking about the session that was soon to start. I was as excited as I
was the first week with Jimmy. My cock was twitching. If I were a puppy,
my tail would be furiously wagging in anticipation. Ever since Jimmy
took over for Mac, he has been very punctual. Apparently, thinking about
the session he would have with me, he has begun to finish his homework
promptly on Thursdays.  Precisely on time, I heard the car arrive. I
heard one car door slam. I heard my Master skipping up the stairs. Then
my apartment door opened and there he was. Both my mouth and my dick
were drooling now.

Daddy Jimmy quickly doffed his boots and kicked them across the floor,
one braising my knee. Then his leather pants came off. He had learned
since the first session how to avoid getting his ankles shackled.

"OK, Bitch. Open up. I really gotta go."

"Yes, Daddy." I opened my mouth wide. He pointed his semi-flaccid dick
at it and let loose a golden stream. I thirstily drank every drop which
landed inside, but young boys being what they are, he did not have the
greatest aim in the world, so much of his piss landed on my face, my
shoulders, my chest, and some on the bare wood floor. You see, after our
first session sans Mac, I had heated up a pizza and Daddy Jimmy and I
sat back to enjoy some online porn together as his father suggested. One
of the films included urination. The concept fascinated the young teen.
And me. Every week since then, Jimmy has rushed up the stairs to relieve
himself in his human urinal. Then, throughout the evening, fortified
with generous servings of Coke, he would treat me to further mouthfuls
of his delicious young piss.

Once his bladder was empty, at least for the time being, Daddy Jimmy
could concentrate on the tasks at hand. He left his pants where they had
landed, but put his boots back on. Looking at my bed, he noted, "Oh,
good, Bitch, I see the package came."

"Yes, Sir."

"And you didn't open it, Cunt-face?"

"No, Sir. You did not give me permission to open it."

Let me explain. Daddy Jimmy realized quickly he could find stuff online.
Stuff to enhance our weekly sessions. Then I could order it with my
credit card and it would be delivered here.

Jimmy went to the bed, grabbed the package and ripped it open, pulling
out the huge dildo inside. "Wow!! Beautiful!! Ain't it a beauty,
Douche-Bag?"

"Yes, Daddy, Sir. It's lovely, and uh..."

"And, uh, what, shitface? Come on, spit it out."

"And, uh, very big, Daddy Sir." It was. The piece of plastic was molded
exactly in the shape of a man's erect penis, with bulging veins and
engorged cockhead. It was black in color and flared at the base of the
shaft. Head to base, it measured 12 inches. One whole foot long,
according to the legend on the box. And five fuckin inches in
circumference!

"Ha, Ha, that's fuckin right, you little cunt. I bet you can't wait to
feel this monster shoved up your asshole. Ain't that right, Bitch boy?"

"Yes, Daddy, Sir." It had been a month since my hole was last stretched
open by Mac's equipment, and even that wasn't as thick as this baby.
After getting fucked by a teenage pencil dick all these weeks, I was
really going to feel this fake phallus. I felt my sphincter tingle.

"Well, too fuckin bad, your miserable sex-starved little pussy is just
gonna hafta wait. Wait until I'm fuckin ready. Ha ha ha." He threw it
back on to the bed.

"Yes, Daddy, Sir. You know best, Sir."

"That's fuckin right, you faggot bitchface." Daddy Jimmy continued to
undress, removing his leather vest and silk shirt, and tossing them on
the floor with his pants. Jimmy was much more fashion conscious than his
father. He now stood above me wearing just his boots and a leather chest
harness. That was the first item he had me buy him online. We had looked
at several models and he'd chosen a Y style that consisted of two straps
encircling his chest, just below his gorgeous young nipples, connected
by stainless steel rings. Attached to each ring was another short four
inch strap extending up toward his pretty neck where it met another
steel ring. Those two rings, front and back, held two straps that went
over his shoulders. Snaps on the straps made it fully adjustable and it
fit Jimmy perfectly. It was well worth the hundred buck price tag
because Daddy was even more handsome, giving him a certain aplomb, than
naked.

He grabbed the horse crop. "OK, you faggot bitchface, start licking my
boots." I crawled over to him, face down on his boots, ass held high. I
began to lick. This was the start of our session. The thing I'd been
waiting for all week. The chance for this wretched sub to pay his homage
to his Master, his Daddy, his Dom, who just happened to be a smooth
skinned pubescent thirteen-year old. For the next few hours, I would be
in submissive heaven.

As I licked his boots, Daddy laid into my bare butt with the horse crop.
It stung, and each lash made me happier than the last. I licked more
furiously.

"You like that, monkey butt?"

I found it hard to keep from laughing as the teenager tried to think of
new insulting terms to call me. "Yes, Sir, Daddy, Sir. Whip me again,
Sir."

"Turn over on your back, shit ass. Lay on the floor, face up." I obeyed.
Daddy Jimmy then squatted down on my face, so I could lick his charming
callipygian asshole. Ahh, the delicious aroma of a teenage boy who
hadn't bathed since early that morning before heading off to school, who
perhaps spent gym class doing calisthenics or gymnastics or dodge ball
or whatever the hell kids do in PE nowadays, who may have gone home
after school and dropped a load of turds in the toilet, who may have
jerked himself off anticipating this evening's session. In any case, I
was inhaling a delicious cocktail of sweat, fart, and funk. Daddy Jimmy
moaned contentedly as I probed his hairless shithole with my tongue. He
was of course a confirmed top, but seemed to have no objection to my
penetrating his sphincter deeply with my tongue. As I licked, he grabbed
my shaft and gave it a hard squeeze. Suddenly, all too soon, he stood
up.

"Up. On your knees, you cum guzzling slut."

I obeyed quickly, getting on my  knees before my Master. His young cock
was now fully erect, apparently because of my ass munching. I opened my
mouth, and he inserted it. I could easily take his entire shaft and both
balls in my mouth, but I was too skilled a cocksucker to do that.
Instead, I slowly and deliberately sucked him, moving my lips back and
forth along his shaft, pausing now and then, to lick his shaft and/or
balls, the whole while staring devoutly up at his divine face, knowing I
was the luckiest sub in the world, a supplicant whom this god had
deigned to favor with his grace.

After a while, Daddy grabbed the back of my head, stuffed his entire
shaft into my mouth and began pounding my face. He started to erupt.
"Aaaaahhhhh, Oh Fuck, Yeahhhh, take my big cock, you little cow fart
twat. Take Daddy's cock! Oh Fuck, Aaaaahhhhh!" He pulled out and gave me
my facial. Long strands of boy cum dangled from my nose, lips, and
eyelids.

"Sir, Thank you, Daddy, Sir. Thank you for feeding my your wonderful
cock, Daddy, Sir." I let the boy rest.

After a few minutes, he said, "OK, up on the bed, cow fart. Assume the
position." I scrambled on to the bed. We had tried out several positions
in the past few weeks, but the one which Daddy seemed to prefer was not
the doggy. Instead, I laid with my head against the headboard, and
grabbed both bedposts with my hands. Using that as leverage, I lifted up
both feet, spreading them wide until I could grab my ankles with my
hands. That presented my ass cunt to my Daddy for his use. Jimmy
slobbered an excessive amount of lube over and into my butthole, and on
his own dick. He then fucked me with the enthusiasm only a young teen in
heat can muster. He delivered a load of cum.

"You like that, cow fart?"

"Sir, Yes, Sir, Daddy, Sir, Fuck me harder."

"Yeah, I know. You just can't get enough of my big cock, you fuck turd."


"No, Sir, it's what I crave. Fuck me deeper." I said this, even though
we both knew Jimmy's five inches couldn't plow any deeper. Jimmy pressed
in harder. "Oh, [grunt], Thank you, [grunt], Daddy, Sir."

"Aaaaahhhhh, Oh Fuck! Oh, Fuck!" This time he left his dick in me as he
deposited his seed.

When he had shot his last load, he pulled out and scrambled around to
where I could lick the teen jizz off his quickly deflating cock. He had
not done that before. Another innovation. As I cleaned, he leaned
forward toward my still-upturned ass and grabbed the new dildo.
Thankfully, he applied lube to it. As I licked my Master's dick, he
placed the huge black cockhead against my asshole. Oh, I prayed that
between my Daddy's cum still wet in my hole and the generous lube, this
gigantic dildo would somehow find its way inside me.

Jimmy pushed and pushed. "[Grunt]. Come on, you twat, open up your
fuckin hole." I tried pushing down against the invader. I felt my love
muscle give a little. "Come on, Damn you, take my cock, you whore-boy."
I held my breath and tried once again and once again the thing seemed to
make its way a little further. Millimeter by millimeter. Suddenly, my
hungry hole allowed entry. I screamed in agony. Daddy cheered in
exuberation. With his little fists, he pounded on the base knocking me
up further and further. My eyes were tearing, but damn it, it felt, it
felt, it felt, fan - fuckin - tastic! I had never in all my years as a
bottom been spread so wide open. And this by a teenager, a
seventh-grader.

"Thank you, Daddy," I whimpered, like a baby. Daddy kept pounding.

"I gotta get a good look at this!" he shouted, jumped off me, and
scrambled to the foot of the bed. "Wow.That's amazing, shit ass. I never
thought you could do it. You look like you swallowed a tree trunk. I
gotta show my father." Jimmy grabbed his pants from the floor, rifled
through his pockets and pulled out his phone. "Now tell your fuckin boy
cunt to smile. Snap. Snap. Snap." Oh, you're going to make Mac so fuckin
happy, shit ass.

"Sir, ... Yes, Sir, ... Thank you, ... Daddy, Sir." I could barely get the
words out. I was in such fantastic pain.

"Here, I'll show you, you fuck turd."He held the phone up to my face and
scrolled through the pictures." Through my tears, they all looked like a
blur.

"OK, you've been a good little boy, let's just rest a while now." The
dildo was starting to slip out, but Daddy rammed his knee against the
base to hold it in. Then he tenderly massaged my raging hardon. He
petted my balls. He was gentle. He was being fatherly.

"OK, are you ready, my sweet little bitch? Do you want it out now?"

I couldn't speak. I nodded yes. Jimmy moved his knee. He didn't need to
pull. My exhausted anus just pushed it out like a giant turd.

"Oh, Shit! Look at that hole!! I bet it won't close back up for a week.
You're going to be dropping shit all over the place." He grabbed his
phone. Snap. Snap. Snap. "You can lower your legs now, dildo eater."

I crumpled into a fetal position. With one hand, I reached back to feel
the open shit chute. I couldn't believe it. "Thank you, Daddy, Sir. You
really know what I need, Daddy."

"I think that's enough for tonight's session. You did real good, Bitch."
Daddy kept looking at the pictures, admiring his handiwork. "I sent them
to Mac, but I know he's much too busy with HIS bitch. He'll see them
later." I smiled. I used to be HIS bitch.

I finally was able to sit up on the bed. The soft pillow felt good
against my tortured back door. My eyes cleared, I was able to inspect
the photos. "You're an excellent photographer, Daddy." We sat a while. I
put my arm around his shoulders. He was my Master, my Daddy, but he was
still a young boy and he liked it when I caressed him. We must have
spent a good half hour just enjoying each other's company.

"OK, time for pizza." I wasn't sure I could stand at the microwave. My
legs were shaky. I tried to think of a way to object, but it was almost
as if Daddy read my mind. "I don't want microwave pizza. I want real
pizza, from the Pizza House."

"There are two or three pizzerias closer, Daddy."

"Are you getting deaf in your old age, Bitch Boy? I said, I ... want ... a ...
pizza ... from ... the ... Pizza ... House! You got it?"

"Yes, Daddy." I looked up the number and called in the order. Pepperoni
with Extra Cheese. And a big bottle of Coke, (for making more urine,
remember.) "It'll be here in twentyfive minutes."

"Good. So, Bitch Boy, what did you like best about tonight's session?"

Of course, the best part was the gigantic dildo. But I responded, "The
best part was when you fucked me, Daddy."

"And why is that, Bitch?"

"Because I know. Daddy, it's your way of showing me you love me."

"And do you love me, Bitch?"

"Oh, Yes, Daddy, more than anything."

"Why?"

"Because you know exactly what I need, Daddy. I've never been happier in
my life, since you've been in my life."

"You're fuckin sweet, Bitch."

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Bitch?"

"I ought to put some pants on, Daddy."

"Why?"

"Because I'll have to answer the door when the pizza arrives, Daddy."

"It's against the law to be naked in your own house?"

"Well, no, Daddy."

"Then you will answer the door naked, Bitch. Go get two twenty dollar
bills."

"It's going to shock the guy who delivers the pizza."

"He won't mind, Bitch, when you tell him to keep the change."

"OK, but listen, Daddy. You have to lay low, out of sight. If someone
saw me naked with a naked teenage boy, they're likely to call the cops."


"Don't worry about me, Bitch."

I got the two twenties, a hefty tip, I admit, for just one pizza, but if
it keeps the pizza man's mouth shut it's worth it. My legs had somewhat
recovered from my ordeal with the dildo, but now my knees were beginning
to shake thinking of opening the door naked.

"I told you, don't worry, Bitch. You're such a wuss. Such a fraidy
pussy."

Just then we heard the car outside. We heard the door slam and the feet
on the stairs. There was a knock on the door. I took a big breath,
pulled myself together, and opened the door. SHIT!

It was a young girl! A girl delivering pizza. She was barely old enough
to drive. I know I turned a deep shade of red. I stammered something
about being sorry, about just coming out of the shower. I tried to grab
the pizza and give her the money. I wanted to get rid of her quickly.
But instead she looked past me. I turned my head. SHIT. A thirteen-year
old boy was standing there naked. I nearly shitted right then and there.


"Hi, Janet!"

"Hi, Jimmy. How's it going."

"Just great. Can't wait to dig into that pizza."

"Enjoy yourselves. Good night." Janet winked at me and turned to go
away. She started laughing.

I shut the door. "You set me up, Daddy!"

"You should have seen your pathetic face, Bitch." Jimmy was laughing his
ass off. Between chortles, he explained, "Janet lives next door to me.
She works at the Pizza House. I told her you were going to order the
pizza and would answer the door naked. She went along with it. She
thought it would be a hoot. She was right. I wish I had a picture of you
when you opened the door."

"Well, it wouldn't have been nice to shock a nice young girl like that,
Daddy." I was still mad. Daddy was still laughing.

"Fuck, I know that. Mac taught me to always respect the fairer sex. Like
when you have sex with a girl, make sure she really wants it. No means
no." I didn't ask Daddy if he has had sex with a girl. I didn't want to
embarrass him. It's not my place. "In fact," Daddy continued, "You
should have respect for everybody. Just because I'm a Dom don't mean I
can fuck with anybody. Treat them the way they want to be treated."

"I like the way you treat me, Daddy."

"Yes, that's right. Mac taught me there are guys like you, subs. You
guys want to get fucked, want guys to abuse you. That's how you get your
jollies."

"Your father taught you well, Daddy. Come on, let's eat that pizza."

"Then there are the other douche bags. The bullies. They guys who think
the world owes them. They need to be taken down a peg or two. That's
what my father taught me. But other than them and you sub guys, everyone
else should be treated with courtesy."

"You seem to be able to discuss sex with your parents, Daddy."

"Mac, yes. Not so much Mom. She don't like to talk about sucking cock
and whatever. You know, Bitch."

"Yeah, most females are that way, I think, Daddy."

"Anyway, when Mac started telling me about Doms and subs, I asked him if
he thought I was one of those. Then he explained how subs felt good when
they get hurt and all, and I knew that wasn't me. But then he said Doms
help the subs by giving them what they really want. Well, you know,
Bitch, I do like to help people. So I told him I thought I'd like to be
a Dom. Well, that made Mac real happy. So then he told me how he came
here every week to help you out. And then he asked me if I'd like to
take his place. And I said super. So here I am. How do you like that,
Bitch?"

All this time, Daddy was eating pizza and drinking Coke, mostly the
latter.

"Come on, sour pussy. Let's watch some porn!"

We watched a video showing some good BDSM. I know Daddy was taking
mental notes. Taking notes and swigging Coke. Lots of Coke. Sure enough,
he was soon ready to pee. I knelt down and opened my mouth. Some went
in, but he was still laughing so most of his piss landed on my face and
elsewhere. Some even went on the pizza. "That's ok," he said, "That was
your piece anyway, Bitch."

I happily ate the slice flavored with my Daddy's delicious warm urine.
"Thank you, Daddy. That's the best pizza I ever ate." And truly it was.

I noticed Daddy wasn't eating his crusts. When we were through with the
pizza, he told me to bend  over. I knew my hole was still gaping open.
Daddy pushed the remaining crusts up my ass and told me to squeeze. "See
if you can hold them in there, Bitch." Believe me, I squeezed hard.
Thank God for Kegels.

We watched a couple more videos and then heard Mac's car outside. Jimmy
dressed quickly and left, but not before giving my much abused butt a
good hard spank.

"See you next week, Bitch."

"I'll be waiting, Daddy."

.oOo.

As an author, I welcome feedback on my writing. Please send any comments
about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank
you.