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Becoming His pt. 04
Water was falling from my short blond hair down to my lower back. I lathered some shampoo on my hair and squirted some body wash on my hands to clean my chest. It felt nice to rub it on my pecs. Finally, those awful press exercises were paying off, I guess. I leaned on the white tiles of my shower to clean my ass with my right hand, when I noticed the ring on my left hand in front of me. For some reason, I hadn't taken it off since we sort of became an item with Master Julian. Not even to take a shower. The thick silver band looked shiny on my middle finger after wet.
I got out of the shower. The bathroom was filled with the wooden scent of my body wash. The mirror reflected my blurred naked body. I wiped it down clean with my hand and began drying myself with a soft white towel, while I contemplated my lean pale body in the mirror. As I dried myself below the waist, I noticed my blond hair trailing from my belly button down to my cock... Maybe I should trim them or get waxed for Master... I decided to grab my trimmer and went to town on my hair. Meanwhile, I wondered what Julian was up to. It was a Thursday afternoon, I got home right after work.
I decided I looked too good not to take some photos so I grabbed my phone for a couple of selfies, covering my manhood with a towel. I angled myself to make my muscles more noticeable. My brown eyes scrutinized my pale body, maybe I should eat more protein... I was getting more muscular but my body was way less ripped than Master was. I shot a couple of headless selfies flexing my abs, then arching my back with my ass facing the mirror. Finally, one with the towel over my hard-on while raising one arm.
I got out of the shower, put on a pair of blue boxer briefs, and lay on my bed, typing away on my phone.
"What u doing?"
"..." No replies. But he had read my message. I watched some videos while waiting but I got restless.
"Which one do you like best?" I typed and sent my nudes.
"Mmm... the third one. Your ass looks nice." That certainly got his attention.
"I was thinking that could be my new Grindr profile picture...?"
"Grindr? I thought you said you wanted to be exclusive..."
"Just kidding... those nudes are for your eyes only..."
"I miss you..." I didn't want to admit it but I'd rather be honest...
He sent a voice message:
"Man... I got to focus now but I wish I could have you in my office right now...." (...)
I sent him some messages and he sent some messages back. He was working on some stuff and then he would get some groceries.
I loved listening to his voice messages. Even if we talked about mundane stuff. We didn't meet as often, as he was always busy. We agreed to meet at least once a week. He promised he was free Friday night.
Friday night I got ready for him and went to the room he rented. Although I'd been there several times before, I still felt excited. I had prepared myself and cleaned my whole body as he'd asked.
Once I got there, he was waiting for me on the chair. He was wearing his leather pants and boots but no top. He was ready to play. The choker was on the bed. I stripped down to my boxers and put the choker on. I noticed there was the usual bed and some new furniture.
"I spent all afternoon putting it together, he said. Let's give it a spin." He said excited looking at the contraption.
"What is it, Master?"
"It's a spanking horse." He said grabbing my choker before kissing me, and I thought I was the one eager to meet him.
"Spanking? Have I been a bad boy, sir?" I replied looking up at his handsome face that smiled back.
His green eyes went up and down my body checking that I was wearing nothing more than the choker and some dark boxers.
"It's got more than one use. You'll see..."
His words were making me aroused already as he guided me to the horse. I got on top of the contraption, wondering if it would hold my weight and our fucking but it was pretty sturdy. It looked like a big rectangular wooden saddle but it was covered in some padding and black and red leather. For the knees and arms, you could rest them on some long-padded pieces of dark wood it had on each side. There were a couple of rings to fasten some chains or cuffs to the front and back.
Immediately, I felt the leather on my chest. It was surprisingly comfortable. It was kind of like riding a mechanic bull, but a simpler design. Master grabbed my hips and moved me back so my cock would be free instead of being imprisoned between my body and the saddle. My ass was still covered by my briefs. Then he walked to the front of the saddle and fastened some leather cuffs to my wrists. I moved them a bit and made the chains jingle. They were comfortable though but kept me tied to the saddle.
He caressed my body, I felt his leather gloves on my shoulders going down my lower back, and to my legs, before fastening some leather cuffs on my ankles. My body was bound for him to do as he pleased.
"Look at that body, you've been doing the exercises, as I told you." He praised.
"Yes, Master..."
"I think even your ass might have gotten bigger..."
He said slapping my cheeks with both hands making me jolt.
"...FFuck!...thank you, master..."
With my cuffed hands, I held onto the front of the horse. Carefully, he grabbed the band of my dark boxers and lowered them up to my knees. I felt his warm breathing on my ass.
My clean hole was twitching already.
"Look at you already begging for my cock."
Master knew his words drove me wild.
"I can't wait, Master..." I replied getting comfortable in the submissive position he had put me. Arched back, tied up, ready to be used and abused.
He got up and removed a curtain in front of me, that uncovered a big mirror. It was a huge antique mirror with a beautiful ornate frame. He stood next to it and I contemplated his strong and tanned body. His heavy boots walked back as he got behind me.
He pulled me by my blond hair so that I contemplated myself. All bound to the black and red contraption. My pale body was in a defenseless position. He was on top of me, moving his hips so that his bulge was pressing on my ass cheeks. He smiled satisfied. 'I spent all afternoon....' I guess he was real proud of his new toy.
"Now you can see the beautiful faces you make while I fuck you." He said to my ear before kissing me on the cheek.
I saw my reflection and my brown eyes were staring back at me. It was strangely erotic. I looked at his reflection. His lustful hazel eyes were eager to pound me for real.
He slithered down my back and sat on a chair. He grabbed his duffle bag which piqued my interest. I couldn't see from my position what was in it. I could see his reflection grabbing something heavy from it. He rummaged and pulled a string of five metal balls about the size of a ping pong ball, and a pump bottle of what I guessed was lube. I was nervous. He placed it on my back and I felt the cold metal sending goosebumps down my spine. The felt heavy and long. I wondered how in the hell they would fit inside me.
"Have you ever used anal beads before?"
"No, sir..." I replied nervously.
He smiled pleased to try something new on me.
"I'm going to train that hole of yours," Master said rubbing my pink hole with his left thumb while making eye contact with me through the mirror. "Train?" I had no idea what that meant but I knew it would involve making me cum.
He spread my white cheeks and spat on me as he continued teasing me. My ass was twitching eagerly. I closed my eyes enjoying his fingers. My body had already gotten used to the leather on the horse. I heard him squirt something and then felt two fingers slowly entering my ass. His right hand began rubbing my hanging cock, while he entered me with his left hand. It felt wet as he jerked me off with his strong fingers. Pulling the skin up and down. Rubbing the head of my hard cock. Playing with me relentlessly.
"That's a good boy. You're dripping already..." Master praised to my delight.
"Thank you, sir..." His words were driving me crazy. My legs were shaking making my ankle cuffs rattle slightly.
He continued opening me up slowly. His fingers moved inside my body, knowing exactly where to press. After two fingers, he added another one which my hole welcomed with a tight grip. Meanwhile, precum was coming out of me like crazy.
I could his fingers stretching my body. My hole was gripping his three fingers firmly. He squirted some more lube on me, which felt cold at first, and then his movements became faster. In and out of my pink hole. Meanwhile, his right hand was jerking me non-stop. I held onto the leather saddle and whimpered, hiding my face.
"Look at me, boy." He commanded and I found his face on the ornate mirror in front of me.
My red face showed how much I was struggling with pleasure. I saw his devious smile. He was just starting.
"That's a pretty face..." Master replied.
He stopped his teasing for a minute, which I thanked so I could catch my breath. But he had no intention of stopping.
I heard him grabbing something heavy. His handy fingers spread my entrance, and I felt something hard and cold. He was pushing the first ball inside me. Right away I felt the pressure and made sure to relax. I didn't want to disappoint Master Julian.
"Just breathe in and out."
"God... shhit...." I mustered while trying to relax.
The cold and smooth texture made them enter slowly. I felt my ass spreading around them before sucking the ball inside. My eyes opened wide as I felt the ball inside me.
"That's the first one..."
"four more to go..."
Just to hear those words made me terrified but excited at the same time. One wasn't so bad.
Master squirted some lube on the next one and pushed slowly. My ass opened up again and closed right up around the chain that connected all the balls. He began moving the chain in and out, so I could feel them inside me. He pulled the second one out just enough to stretch me, rubbing the rim of my hole with his finger, before shoving it in.
