Thirty minutes later Lance is at the door to the lounge, tears streaming down his face, Vince's heart skips a beat seeing him naked and vulnerable like that.
"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry," he sobs.
Vince stands up and walks over to him, he puts his arms round him and gives him the biggest, warmest hug of his life. Lance hugs back just as hard.
"That had nothing to do with me did it?" Vince says.
Lance shakes his head, "My mother never let's me do anything around the house, she says I will just make a mess and do it wrong."
"The thing about hearing that all the time is you start to believe it yourself." Vince explains.
"I'm ready for my punishment now," Lance says wiping his eyes.
This is music to Vince's ears, he is slowly making progress with the boy but instead of taking the paddle to him he lifts his head and kisses him.
"I'm not going to punish you, you've already done that to yourself," Vince says, "Come on we haven't had breakfast yet, I bet you're hungry."
"Starving," Lance says feeling somewhat better.
"Are you ready to go back to being a slave again?" Vince asks.
"Yes Sir," he replies, he now has the urge to please Vince, he wants his approval.
Vince fetches a large tub of yoghurt from the fridge and then leads Lance into the dining room.
"Ok, climb up on the table and lie on your back," Vince commands.
Lance complies, wondering what Vince has in mind. Vince then gets some rope and ties it to the cuffs on Lance's wrists, passes it under the table pulling it tight and tying the other end to the cuffs on Lance's ankles completely stretching him out on the dining table.
"I forgot to tell you, you are breakfast this morning," Vince says.
Lance is somewhat puzzled until Vince opens the yoghurt and spoons a dollop onto each of his nipples. Lance begins to giggle when he realises that Vince intends to eat it off him. Vince puts another couple of dollops on his armpits causing him to wince a little as the yoghurt is very cold, it feels well sexy though on his freshly shaved skin, he sees why Vince shaved him earlier.
Vince leans over Lance and starts licking it off his nipples, Lance groans at the wonderful sensation and he realises his cock is already at full mast. Vince expertly licks, sucks and bites the yoghurt off Lance's nipples, it's music to his ears to hear the whimpers of pleasure coming from the boy.
"Mmmmm, you taste delicious," Vince says when all the yoghurt is gone from his nipples.
Lance giggles, now this is fun, if this is what being a slave is about he could definitely get used to it. Vince moves to his armpits and Lance breaks out in hysterics as his tongue flicks around licking up the cool yoghurt off his freshly shaved skin. Lance wriggles on the table trying to bring his arms down but Vince has tied him much too well.
Once Vince has eaten all the yoghurt from his armpits he gets a fresh spoonful from the pot, "You hungry slave?" He asks.
"Yes Sir," Lance replies. Vince takes the yoghurt in his mouth then leans over Lance and kisses him, transferring the yoghurt.
Lance would have been repulsed at the idea of eating food out of another mans mouth twenty-four hours ago but now he's loving it. Vince then gets a fresh dollop and smears it on Lance's very hard cock and balls. Lance swears he's died and gone to heaven when Vince starts to lick it off. Starting at his balls he licks them clean swallowing each one in turn, then he licks up his cock and in one motion swallows him down completely. Lance cries out in sheer ecstasy as Vince massages his cock head by making deep growling noises.
"Oooh please sir, you're gonna make me cum," Lance announces, he was thinking of keeping quiet about it, just shooting in Vince's mouth but he would probably hit the roof for cumin without permission.
Vince pulls off, "You are not allowed to cum," he orders.
Lance groans, he really so wants to blow his load. Vince adds more yoghurt to Lance's cock then slowly licks along it's length, Lance groans, he has no idea how to control his orgasm, he's never needed to before. Vince again deep throats Lance and again growls with the cock head in his throat. The sensation is incredible and is sending Lance quickly over the edge.
"ARRRGHHH SIR STOP! FUUUCCCKKK! I CAN'T STOP IT! I'M CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG!" Vince pulls Lance's cock out of his throat as the boy erupts and let's him fill his mouth with cum, he so loves the taste of young cum. Lance's orgasm is immense, his whole body is shuddering as his cock delivers its load into Vince. An unwanted orgasm seems so much more intense knowing that there will be repercussions for reaching it.
"Oh fuck! I'm sorry Sir, I tried but I couldn't stop it," Lance cries.
Vince sits back in his chair and gently strokes Lance's naked body,
"Please don't beat me, I'm really sorry, I did try," Lance begs.
Vince smiles, "I'm not going to beat you, I actually wanted you to cum, but didn't that make it much more exciting knowing you wasn't supposed to?" he says.
"Oh sir, you bastard!" Lance starts laughing, "Yeah, that was fucking amazing!"
Vince unties Lance then fastens his hands behind his back again and re-attaches the leash, "Come on lets get a proper breakfast," he says.
He leads Lance into the kitchen and Lance sits on one of the kitchen chairs.
"No," Vince booms, "slaves do not sit on furniture, you must always kneel in my presence,"
Lance immediately gets on the floor and kneels, "Yes Sir, sorry Sir."
As Vince starts cooking breakfast Lance kneels on the floor patiently, the smell of cooking bacon filling his nostrils and causing his stomach to rumble.
Shortly Vince brings over two plates of a nice fry up places one on the table and the other on the floor in front of Lance then unties his hands.
Lance is confused, "Sir?"