Date: Thu, 26 Aug 2010 17:24:25 +0200 From: Kinky DEV Subject: Becoming his property - Chapter 2: Hooked (Please mail your comments or suggestions to kinkydev@live.nl) Becoming his property Chapter 2: Hooked I sat between his legs waiting for things to come. He slowly drank his beer while looking down at me. When he finished his beer he got up and retrieved a large bag from which he took a leather collar with metal studs. He looked down at me and asked "Do you want to be my slave, boy? To serve me, to obey me and to be my property?" Surprised, I looked up at this guy standing over me. I did not expect this! I only knew him for a few hours and was unprepared for this question. But then I looked at my dick. It was rock hard and precum was already forming a small pool on the floor. In my darkest fantasies I wanted to be enslaved, to be controlled and to obey a dominant Master in leather. So I thought about it and finally answered "Yes Sir, I want to be your slave, to serve you, to obey you and to be your property, Sir." He was pleased with that answer and told me that, as a symbol of my servitude to him, I was to wear a chain-collar around my neck at all times. He placed it on my neck and locked it with a small padlock. The chain had a dog-tag attached that said "Property of Master DEV". Somehow I felt great to be his slave and I was proud to wear his collar. Now that I was his slave, he started to explain the rules I needed to follow when I was in his house. I was not allowed to wear any clothes except for the clothes my Master provided. I was not allowed to use any furniture, nor was I allowed to use the bathroom without permission. I was to remain on all fours unless told otherwise and not allowed to speak unless a question was asked or in case of an emergency. And lastly, I was not allowed to cum without permission. Any breach of these rules would be severely punished and more rules would follow at a later time. I obediently listened to his rules. When he finished he asked "Are these rules clear to you, slave?" I answered with a resounding "Yes Sir!" He smiled and said "Good, now lets have some fun." From the bag he took leather ankle cuffs which he ordered me to put on as tight as I could. When I was finished he took a pair of fist mitts out of the bag which he fastened on my hands tightly. I had no way of using my hands whatsoever. He ordered me on all fours with my elbows touching the floor and attached a metal spreader bar on the ankle cuffs with small padlocks. He then placed a spreader bar on the fist mitts and locked it as well. A third bar was used to connect the two spreader bars which resulted in me being unable to move much. But he was not yet satisfied. Ropes were tied between my knees and elbows to restrict my movement even further. He looked at the result and said "Let's make it a bit more interesting" with a devious smile on his face. He started looking in his bag for something. I really started to dislike that bag but I had no other choice than to endure whatever it was he wanted to do. He pulled my balls between my legs and attached a humbler to them. He then attached two pieces of rope to both ends of the humbler and tied the ropes to each end of the spreader bar between my ankles. He adjusted the tension of the ropes to make it even tighter. My balls were now pulled between my legs and it hurt like hell. He placed two nipple clamps on my tits and attached an elastic band to them. The other end was attached to the spreader bar between my wrists. My tits were now constantly pulled forward. If I wanted to relieve the pain in my tits I could lean forward but this caused even more pain in my balls. He rummaged in his bag again and found the head harness he wanted and strapped it on my head. It had a large, removable penisgag which he pushed in my mouth so all I could do now was grunt. "Now the final detail" he said and he showed me a steel anal hook with a large bulb at the end. I did not like that hook and started pleading him to stop. Of course I only produced some grunting sounds and the more I moved, the more I hurt my balls and tits He laughed at me and said "No turning back now, slave" and spat on my ass. Using his spit as lube, he inserted the hook in my ass. It hurt like hell as he pushed the bulb in but he was relentless and finally my ass gave in and opened up enough to let it in. The metal was cold which gave some relieve from the pain. He tied a piece of rope to the hook and attached the other end to the head harness. He adjusted the tension so I had to keep my head up to prevent the hook from tearing my ass apart. Here I was on the floor, completely unable to move. If leaned forward to relieve my nipples my balls hurt, if I moved my head down my ass hurt and if I leaned backwards to relieve my balls my nipples hurt. He stroked my cock a few times and then sat in his chair and started watching the TV again. "Enjoy, slave" he said as he placed his boots on my back and used me as a footstool. Unable to move, with constant pain in my balls and tits, I suffered in silence for my Master. I don't know how long I was on the floor but when he got up I was relieved to be released soon. How wrong I was. He went to the kitchen and got himself another beer. When he retuned he patted me on the head and said "Enjoying yourself, slave?" with a sadistic smile on his face. He sat down in his chair again and placed his boots on my back again. He took his cock out of his leather pants and started stroking slowly as he drank his beer. He really seemed to enjoy my suffering since his cock was rock hard in seconds. The idea that my Master was getting aroused because I was in pain was very erotic to me and I got hard. My precum leaked on the floor and all I wanted to do was to please my Master more. I realized that I liked being treated like this, to suffer for my Master. I wanted to be enslaved! I started to move a bit and stretch my nipples and balls while I made soft grunting noises, not from the pain but from pleasure. My noises appeared to please my Master because he patted me on my head again and said "That's it, slave. Work those balls and tits". He started to stroke his dick faster while I tried to stretch my tits as far as I could. It hurt like hell but I enjoyed every second of it. He finished his beer and got up from the chair. He got in front of me and now his cock was only inches away from my mouth. I could see a drop of precum emerging. He removed the penisgag and ordered me to stick my tongue out. He placed the tip of his cock on my tongue and said "Taste it, slave." I did as I was told and licked the salty liquid of his dick. It was my first taste of him and I was about to get a lot more. He grabbed my head between his gloved hands and ordered me to open my mouth. He shoved the full length of his dick in my mouth until his balls hit my chin. I gagged but he kept his dick in my mouth while holding my head firmly with his hands. When I thought I could no longer take it, he withdrew. I felt empty and wanted more! He ordered me to give him the best blowjob that I could and I was happy to fulfill that order. It did not take long for him to get close to cumming. He grabbed my head again and pushed his cock deep in my throat. I gagged again but he did not seem to care. I felt his cock twitch as he shot his cum deep in me. He kept his dick in my mouth so I had no other choice than to swallow his load. Only then did he take his dick out and ordered me to lick it clean. "I really enjoyed that, slave" was all he said and then left the room. He returned after a short time with some ice cubes and started to untie me. He removed the humbler and then slowly pulled the anal hook out of my ass. It hurt a bit and I felt empty which made me realize that I liked having something stuffed in my ass. He continued to untie me and when only the collar and nipple clamps remained, he ordered me to stand up. "This will hurt, slave" he said as he suddenly removed the nipple clamps. As the blood flushed back into my tits I screamed but was silenced by him kissing me deeply. He picked up an ice cube and tenderly started to cool my nipples with it to ease the pain. I started hugging him and hold his leather body tight against my own and said "Thank you, Sir" as tears of pain and joy rolled down my cheeks...