Chapter 3: Wet Wank
Zen woke to the sound of birds outside her bedroom window. She stretched deliciously and had a vague impression of the night before. She wiggled her toes, thinking about Steve and Liam and became fully conscious when the vision of Rick came to mind. She wondered if she was still dreaming. She rolled out of bed quickly and padded into the living room to check the verity of her memory and there it was in the middle of the living room floor.
The big iron cage with bars sat there like a giant parrot cage. But the exception was that there was definitely no parrot inside. It was a full grown young stud, and he was there on the floor of the cage on a sleeping bag, sleeping quite soundly.
She pushed a toe through the bar of the cage and nudged him with her foot.
"Yo. Stud boy. Wake up." She said loudly.
He opened his eyes and stared up at her and smiled with the charm of a 21 year who'd just been enlightened by a 40 year old woman to new sexual experiences and she could not help but smile back. He was completely genuine and fresh.
She opened the door to the cage, taking the key from around her neck and placing it the big iron key hole. She pushed the key in the door and turned it, hearing the click of the lock as it opened. She opened the big iron door and helped Rick up from the floor.
I'm going to get you showered and fed and then you've got work to do. She took his hand and led him into the bathroom. She pulled down his thong which had somehow gotten replaced since the night before and ordered him to pee. Then she turned on the shower, making sure that it was a comfortable temperature and told him to step into the shower.
"You are my property now. I'm in charge of your well being and this will be a part of our ritual."
She examined his body as she washed him, taking care to notice everything. She washed his chest and examined his nipples to make sure they weren't damaged from the nipple clamps that he'd had on last night..
Next she washed his cock and balls thoroughly. She squirted shower soap on his cock. She put her hand around his cock and squeezed and pulled, lathering him slowly. She rubbed the lather around and slid her hand down to his balls. She took care to rub the lather underneath and all around his balls, squeezing them and scrubbing them gently with her hand.
"Turn around and bend over," she demanded.
Steve did as she had asked and bent over. She spread his cheeks and examined his hole, checking for bruising or damage from being fucked for the first time. Satisfied and finding no harm, she squirted soap on his ass and scrubbed it gently with a shower scrubber, rinsing him thoroughly with the shower hose. She soaped him up again and rinsed him again.
"Turn around again," she said commandingly.
He turned around and she noticed that he was hard again.
"Quite the little faggot, aren't you, Rick. You enjoy anal stimulation. You enjoy a nice hard cock in that hole."
Rick turned pink and said, "Yes Ma'am. I'm your faggot. I like cock because it pleases you."
"Yes, that pleases me, slut." She smiled at him while putting her hand around his cock again.
She squeezed his cock and twisted her hand around it slowly, pumping him up and down. The soap made a wet sort of sound as she lathered the rich creamy foam all over his cock and balls. She stroked the full length of his 10 inch cock because he was now fully hard and throbbing. As she tugged over and over, she watched as he was now involuntarily fucking her hand. He couldn't help it as he pumped her hand like a dog in heat, pushing that hard dick into her closed fist. She squeezed her hand a little bit tighter, making it more of an effort for him to push inside her waiting hand but push, he did, fucking her hand like a piston. He started to moan.
"Oh Mistress," he said. "If you don't stop I'm going to cum."
"Yes, slut. I want your cum. Cum all over me, baby."
She tugged even harder, watching as he lost control and started gasping and moaning as his warm cum spewed all over her belly, and even as far up as her breasts.
"Good boy. Very good boy." She took the shower hose and finished washing him. She turned off the water and had him get out of the shower and she toweled him dry slowly. She took care to dry every inch of his skin.
After drying him she wrapped the towel around his waist and took him into the kitchen where she sat him down and fed him breakfast. She gave him plenty to eat because she wanted him to have plenty of energy.
As they ate, they talked a bit about what lead him to be interested in S & M and why he desired to serve. He was really eager and had been looking for a Mistress for the longest time. He'd been disappointed over and over with girls his age who had no real interest in a guy who was bisexual. In fact they were kind of scared of bisexuality. He told her about his first boyfriend in college. They'd really only sucked each other and had never done anything more than that. And he told her of how he always had felt something lacking. That he wanted more excitement. He dreamed of being tied up and being forced.
She shared with him much the same feelings only for her, the journey to expressing her true self had taken quite a bit longer. She told him how lucky he was to have found himself at such a young age and commended him on his ability to be honest with himself.
"I have lots of ideas of what we might do before I turn 40 officially on Friday. I hope that you have the time to hang around until then." Ms Zen looked at him thoughtfully.
"Yes, I am on break from College. Next semester is my last semester. I don't have to go back until January."
"Well then, I guess no one will miss you, if I keep you until my birthday."
"No, Ma'am. I am all yours."
"Well then, come with me."
Chapter 4: Web Cam Splooge
Ms Zen lead him into the Den and sat him in front of the computer. She turned on the computer and said, "Don't move, I'll be right back."
