Master Control

My reader turned master told me to be on a t 2:30 that he needed to discuss something with me. I was still annoyed about being pimped out and had some errands to run. In an act of defiance I decided to do what I had to do even if I were to be late.

As I was close to home I got a message from him.

'You are twelve minutes late for each minute you are late it will add a minute to your punishment.'

Despite my rebellious nature I decided I didn't want a long punishment so ran the rest of the way home. My new master wasn't pleased and told me I would receive a 17 minute punishment as he explained some changes to his schedule.

He called me on Skype a moment later. I still had the auto answer set up so I had no way to reject the call. He berated me for being late showing his displeasure. He ordered me to remove my T-shirt, then shoes and socks and finally jeans and boxers until I was naked in front of another master.

'Get the Velcro hand cuffs, your collar and ball gag. You will kneel wearing the ball gag, collar and cuff the restraints behind your back for 17 minutes. Leave the phone where you can read my messages'

I didn't bother to hesitate. It was tricky getting the restraints behind my back. They could be clipped together but closing the Velcro was difficult. I'm sure my master enjoyed watching me struggle. When I clipped them together I knelt on my T-shirt.

'I have some work to do that will take up much time, so I will be giving you less instructions then Imagined. The three weeks will be delayed. I approved this with your master. Nod if you understand.'

I nodded and a string of drool fell from mouth onto my hard dick. I closed my eyes from the humiliation. When I opened my eyes another message was on the screen.

'Spread your legs, you look too comfortable.' I did so which made my dick point up to the sky. There were more laughing emojis from my master. He then left me in in silence. I looked at my grey t-shirt below my knees surprised by how much spit had fallen onto it.

'You really do drool a lot' was accompanied by a picture of me naked, on my knees collared and a long line of salvia falling from my mouth. I was hoping it was almost over but only 6 minutes had passed.

'Wave your dick around' he ordered. I had little choice so did as I was told and then told again and again and again. I spent about five minutes waving my fully erect dick around for a stranger that my master had whored me out to.

The 17 minutes eventually came to an end. He told me he thinks I'm gaining weight. While I had a small amount.It was mostly the pizza and beer from the night before that had left me bloated. He told me he discussed this with my master and for now on I must exercise 30 minutes a day naked.

'Send a naked picture of you every Sunday. I want to see your progress' he ordered. The fact that my master and the reader well my other master spoke about me behind my back objectifying me was really degrading. I felt powerless like I was nothing to them.

I have received at this point so many humiliating ideas from readers. The ideas ranged from public humiliation, loss of rights and some disgusting ideas that I hoped would never come to fruition. Then I got an unexpected text on Kik.

It was reader who saw himself as a slave. He felt it was what he was born to do. He begged me to contact my master and have him enslaved just like me. Then I got the idea of dominating him myself. I mean what could be more humiliating then being ordered around by a slave.

I made my proposal to him and was pleased when he agreed. I told him he will be doing the humiliating tasks that other readers had sent me. So not only will he be a slave of a slave but will be doing the depraved ideas meant for me sent by the evil readers of Nifty.

He said he was free for an hour but would have the whole evening after work the next day. I ordered him to strip naked and send me a pic with his hands behind his head. He did so and I was pleased to see a cute twink naked in front of me with his hands behind his head. This was going to be fun.

I went through my Kik messages and emails and started to hatch my devious plan of revenge. I was in control no master control or commander sharp any more. I was the one to be giving the orders. I found one of many humiliating ideas.

'Crawl to the kitchen and get whipped cream and tea spoon then crawl to your bathroom. Stay naked.' I ordered a smile on my face. I was now a master not some pathetic slave any more.

He videoed the crawl and you could see his hard cock the whole way. He looked nervous and asked if he was going to pour the whipped cream all over his body. As if that was all the readers of Nifty had suggested he had no idea yet how evil the readers of Nifty could be. But he would soon find out.

'Pour the whipped cream on the toilet seat and lick it off. I want the whole thing on video.'

I can only imagine how he felt. I remember how I felt when I read that and thought that maybe my master would make me do it. I had licked a toilet seat before but for some reason whipped cream off it was so much worse.

Before long I had the video and watched as the look of disgust grew on the slaves face after every lick of the bowl. I then ordered him to spray whipped cream on his feet ass and dick and use the teaspoon to eat it off. I was glad I would never have to do these tasks.

I dismissed him for the evening as I was satisfied he would follow my orders. I told him not to cum and be ready the next day for pain and humiliation. I gave him a shopping list like I had being given so many times before. He didn't like what was on it but agreed to buy them.

I went through every text I had received and knew exactly what I was going to do to him. He will regret submitting to me after all my humiliation I was ready to help another slave suffer. He is pathetic anyway I was forced to do that stuff he is doing it willingly. He is pure filth.

The next day arrived and I was eager to start. He didn't finish work for another hour but I didn't want to wait. A reader wanted me to go to a public toilet and strip naked and kneel with the door open. Well work toilets are fairly public.

'Filth, that's your new name because you are even lower than a slave. Go to the toilets strip naked leave the door unlocked and kneel with hands on your head for 12 minutes.'

He tried to protest but I was having none of it I told him to do it now. The feeling of power was intoxicating. He relented and went to the bathroom. He sent me the recording of him stripping and kneeling on the dirty tiled floor.

He said later that he was worried a co-worker would come in. the 12 minutes felt like and age. I was happy with this but a bit disappointed nobody had come in. Imagine being caught naked by a colleague the embarrassment would be too much to live down.

He finished work and purchased everything on the shopping list. He said he didn't know why I wanted him to get certain items and some of them really worried him. I assured him that he won't die but there will be lots of pain and humiliation. Then he was ready to fully submit.

'This is now the pain section. Light a candle and put two pegs on each nipple Filth. I want you to tie your balls up and then apply the deep heat to them. Then kneel in corner for 15 minutes.'

I could tell from the amount of cream he added he didn't know what was about to come. But I did and was very pleased with the amount of cream he added. After about 5 minutes he text me out of desperation.

'Please sir, please let me wash it off this is torture. I never experienced such pain' he pleaded. I told him to go on video and beg me properly.

I could hear the pain in his voice as he begged me naked hands on his head and his dick and balls on fire. I reminded him he enjoyed my misery he got off on it. He told me he came to my pain and as such he doesn't deserve any kindness.

I told him to crawl to the kitchen and drink two pints of water. He was then ordered to crawl to the bathroom. He thought he was there to wash off the cream but I told him I was just giving him exercise and ordered him back to his living room.

'Candle wax on nipples now Filth' he looked dismayed but it was nothing compared the look of pain as the hot wax hit his nipples. I burst out laughing. With all this power I don't think I could ever go back to being a slave. Dominating Filth felt so liberating.

I scrolled through all the messages he had sent me that day and he had not called me sir 24 times. This displeased me.

'Crawl to the kitchen and drink another pint of water and get a wooden spoon crawl back to the living room. Then I want you to spank yourself 24 times counting each number aloud and thanking me for the honour. Should take your mind of your balls and relight the candle'

By the time he was finished his ass was bright red which is what he deserves. I asked him where the candle wax should go either balls or nipples. He said although he didn't like the nipples he couldn't take the balls. I was kind and said we will let a coin decide.

'Heads for balls and tails for nipples' he flipped the coin nervously although it was on video you could tell from his reaction which had come up. He resigned himself to his faith and poured the hot wax on his already burning balls.

'You look to be in a lot of pain Filth. Use some more cream on your balls I bet that will help.' His eyes went wide with fear and I ordered now I was getting tired of all these delays. He put another generous amount on. The wax could be seen on his balls and his nipples still.

'Now Filth it's time for the second part of the day humiliation. Get a glass of water and a pair of boxers and bring the rest of your purchases to your bathroom' I knew this was the part he was looking forward to the least but as I said these are the ideas of the Nifty readers not mine.

'Put the boxers in the glass and piss until the boxers are submerged then finish in the dog bowl. You should have a lot stored up Filth. Since you have been so good today I am treating you to a three course meal. He looked very confused but I think he had an idea of what was coming.

The dog bowl was almost full he was lucky it didn't over flow as he would be ordered to lick it up but he will be getting very familiar with the floor soon.

'Time for your starter dish put the apple in the bowl and then bob for it like Halloween., when you have it in your mouth drop it on the floor. I will allow you to stand temporarily but only to crush the apple under your barefoot'

It took him a while to get the apple into his mouth. It kept floating away from him. His nose spent about two minutes in his own piss. I could tell it smelt bad. He eventually succeeded and dropped the apple on the floor crushing it with his feet.

I took satisfaction from watching him on his knees eating a crushed apple of the floor like the dog he is. I have being humiliated during my slavery but this was a new level. To think all these ideas where meant for me but I got to avoid them. A wave of satisfaction washed over me.

'Now it's time for the main course Filth. I want you to drink your piss for one minute then pour the rest over your head' watching piss cascade down his naked body over his wax covered nipples was enjoyable but not as enjoyable as what I would do next.

The Nifty reader that suggested the next task said he was disappointed I had only eaten a dog biscuit I needed to eat dog food from a can. I was so worried when he suggested it I begged him not to tell my master. Just like how Filth begged me not to make him buy it but I told him to do it and he did.

'Put the dog bowl on the toilet seat and pour the food in. then eat the dog food from the bowl on the toilet'

He looked so worried and started to slowly do it. I have to admit I felt a bit guilty I knew how humiliating this would be and how much I didn't want to do it but the power had gone to my head at this point. I considered stopping him but didn't in the end.

The site of the slim naked 22 year old lapping up dog food off a toilet bowl made me so hard. The power was enjoyable but now I was starting to think I should be a master full time. Maybe my master will be impressed and release me from his service.

Filth ate 3 quarters of the bowl before I let him stop. I was beginning to get tired and had a few more humiliating things for him to do. I told him to get the chocolate syrup and pour it over his body and rub it in. He was absolutely covered in it. Then it was time for his final ordeal.

'Lie in the bath tub Filth. Take the boxers out of the glass and insert them fully into your mouth then use the tape to seal them in and gag yourself. Then edge for 15 minutes and I will allow you to clean up.'

To quote the reader who gave me this idea it's one thing to taste your own piss it's another thing to have the taste in your mouth for 15 minutes as you drool all over yourself. I watched my final act as a master as drool fell slowly from his mouth.

It was quite the sight to take in wax on his nipples and balls, covered in chocolate sauce with tied balls. He was edging with pissy dirty boxers in his mouth, lines of drool falling from his mouth. He was truly more pathetic than me he did it all with very little pressure from me he truly was Filth.

I asked him later what he thought of his day's submission and he sent me the following messages

"It was the most degrading thing I'd ever done sir I felt so low but like I was made for this. To be a slaves slave how perfect. It made me feel even worse than dog shit. Like someone would walk over like I wasn't there"

"The most humiliating part was the dog food, the worse part the deep heat but eating that dog food, like the cheap shit dog food too. Not even my parent's dog eats that and he literally licks shit. My dog won't have that food and yet I gobbled it down. I think that proved to me I'm not a man I'm not even an animal. I'm just it a thing to be laughed at"

"Well i guess just that deep heat is the worse invention ever. At first I thought oh it'll sting but I'll be fine NOPE! Its agony and exactly what I deserve pain and humiliation and lots of it"

Not long after dismissing Filth I got a message from the reader that my master 'whored' me out to telling me it's Sunday and he hasn't received my naked picture yet. He told me to strip and send it onto him. As I was stripping it dawned on me that I was still a slave still property.