11. Chapter -- Saturdays pet play
We returned home, showered together, and went to the kitchen to cook something. We officially skipped breakfast. Nate opened the fridge and said he wanted something fast to swallow.
"I will give you something to swallow later, boy; sit down and let me cook." He smirked at me and reached for the apple behind me.
"Ok, sir." He kissed me and bit into the fruit, sitting down.
"Can I help you?"
"Sure, hand to me those, boy." He stood up and reached for tomatoes in a nearby basket.
"You can wash them."
He laid them down with his apple and wrapped his arms around me.
"You are one hot chef, Richard."
"And I haven't started yet. Sit." I said with a smile
He fucking sat on his knees below me. Just inches from my now-growing cock.
"You want to play now, boy?"
"If that's ok with you, sir."
I squatted in front of him, taking his jaw in my palm. "You like this, do you, boy? You crave to be my lusty puppy." I leaned to his ear and growled in a hungry whisper, "Is your pussy twitching now, boy?"
He looked at me dazed, "Yes, sir."
"Good. Then this is your place for now. I will feed you as I see fit, puppy."
I put all the vegetables I wanted to prepare into a bowl, then stepped to sink just enough for him to fit there, so I could still use both.
"Here, boy, I have a bone for you," I smirked.
He crawled to me, sat just like I hoped, and looked at me.
"Just lick it, boy; I still want you hungry for the main course." Then I started to peel and wash everything while he licked my now hard cock with his hot tongue.
I stepped away after everything was washed, put it on board, and started chopping it.
"What are you waiting for, pup, come on." I hadn't even looked at him but soon felt a licking. I spread my legs.
"Good boy." I petted his head and pushed my thumb into his mouth, fingering it slowly. "You can play with the balls as well, pup."
I chopped everything while his tongue licked me. I never had a proper BDSM session like this. I knew enough, I think, but I mostly fucked, and liked verbal sex and hard pounding. This exploration of the dominant and submissive sides was thrilling for me in a way. I could get used to it. Maybe if I survive this here, I will torture him in this way right under Ashley's proper look-at-my-perfect-catalog-image bedroom while she will be sleeping in there.
"I need to use the stove, boy." I looked at his leaking delicious cock. I didn't want to risk burning him or myself. The chopping alone was risky enough, given how hard it is to concentrate on a knife when you want to pound that hungry hole deep and fast instead.
"Stand up and bring me that black box of yours now."
He stood and went for it with a big smile. I moved to the stove and started cooking. I was starving at this point, but I liked this game of ours.
He came back. I looked at him and showed him a place on the floor behind me.
He sat there with the box. Waiting. I finished what I needed and let it shimmer.
I came to him, opening it up. "Good boy." I kissed him and bit his earlobe.
I took the lube out along with cock-ring and that vibrator.
"On all four, boy. Show me that cum-hole."
He did, and I couldn't bear to lick it deep. I eat at that beautiful asshole pressing my tongue in. He moaned and trusted back on it. With a smack, I sat back behind him. I took a lube and generously applied some into that boy-pussy. Then I took the vibrator.
I attached it to the floor with its suction mechanism and smeared lube over it. As he patiently waited, I placed the rope on his neck. I created a pretty secure collar that won't choke him and took the rest as a lead.
"Red and Stop. Is that clear?" I looked seriously at him
"Yes, master."
"Sir, for now, boy, we can get to master later."
"Yes, sir."
"Sit, boy," I ordered. His dick twitched and leaked on the tiles as he squatted above the vibrator and slowly lowered himself onto it. I squatted and put cock-ring on that beautiful specimen of cock.
"Do not cum, boy; I have plans for you."
"I will try my best, sir."
"What a good boy," I said in a growl as I watched him impale that ass on it. I stood up and held the rope above him. "Start it on low, boy." He shifted a little and did as I told him
"Look at me, boy" His eyes widened. I steered the pot and came back--my dick in front of him. I pulled on the rope to move his head closer.
"Ride it, boy." He pushed up and went down fucking himself on it.
"Lick my cock while you fuck that pussy." He gently licked my shaft with every move of his. Up and down, up and down. I loved it, but it was sweet torture, even for me.
"Good boy, now suck it slowly."
"Good little bitch. Now raise the vibration level for me." he moaned around my cock as he did so.
"Fuck, that's a good boy. Keep looking at me, pup."
I let him do this until my alarm rang.
"Let go, boy, and sit on your knees, hands behind back, and that cock still in your pussy."
I checked the pot while I heard him find a position. I put the meal on plates. I turned around. He patiently waited, impaled on that thing. His cock made a little puddle on the floor. It was fucking hot.
"Do you wish to eat from the floor or to be fed from my hand, boy?"
"Hand if I may, sir."
"Take that cock and put it here next to the table," I said as I laid my plate on the table and sat in a chair. He readied it and sat on it obediently.
"It's still too hot for me to grab it." I moved my chair a little closer to him and raised my legs--one on the table, the second on his shoulder.
"Let me feed you with something else while we wait. Can't let you be hungry." I leaned lower and pointed my asshole into his face. "Perform for me, boy. Eat it." He looked at me satisfied, and licked my rosebud.
"Boy, increase the vibrations again." If I counted correctly, this was just one level below the max. I tilted my head back as he started his masterpiece. This man knew how to fucking eat ass; I should have made him do it all the time.
"Yeah, that's a good boy, feast on that ass. Fuck, that's such a good puppy." I looked into his eyes and rocked on the chair in sync with his licks and the trust of his tongue.
"Suck on it. Yes! Fuck boy, I will ravish you for this. Fuck, more!" I was so close to cumming that it started to be painful, and I loved it. I looked at him all the time, pulling on his leash, pulling him close, and grinding against his tongue.
Then I abruptly pulled on his leash and sat my legs straight. I took a deep breath, pulled him closer, and kissed his mouth deeply.
"Suck on my tongue, boy." He did gently, and then I kissed him, licking inside his mouth and destroying his swollen lips. He was still sitting on that vibrating dick, and his own cock was jerking and crying all over the floor.
I tried the meal, and it was warm enough to eat but alright to touch; I took a small piece along with the sauce and put it in his mouth.
"Eat my boy." He licked it from my hand and cleaned my palm and fingers with his tongue.
We then ate like this. I put a bite in my mouth, and while chewing, I fed him. He then cleaned my hand and waited for me to eat another bite. It was somehow empowering and hot. The knowledge of his ass filled with that vibrating cock made it even more desirable. When we finished, I took the plates to the dishwasher.
"On all fours, boy, you made a mess here, come and clean it up." I showed him the puddles of his cum on the floor. He crawled to each and licked them.
I had never played this puppy role-play before, but I liked it. I'm not sure how often I would like to do it, but once in a while, seeing this built tall man crawl beneath me, I could stand with pleasure.
When he was done, I took him to the living room.
I sat on the couch and took him in my arms. He looked at me with a loving smile as he kissed me.
"That was fucking hot, Richard, thank you."
"Have you tried something like that?"
"No, you?"
"Not really, but you looked like you belonged on that floor."
He laughed at that. Sitting on me, his long legs on each side and his hard red dick were grinding into mine.
"So what now?"
"I want you to cool down."
"What? Why?" He said hurt
"Cos you too cocky, and you think I will fuck you whenever you show me that boy-pussy of yours. Sit down. I want to spend some time with you, Nate."
He didn't look angry or hurt anymore, maybe a bit disappointed, but he sat next to me and leaned on me.
I saw controllers of his Xbox and wished we could play. He saw my look.
"Do you want to play?"
"Yeah, sure, I'd love to."
"Do you have some co-op or multiplayer?"
"Sure, few, let me take a look."
He reached for his rope-made collar. "Keep that on for now," I said. He raised an eyebrow in a smirk but let it be.
We found a game, and we started playing. He was very good at pointing out some game mechanics, which was fun. We spent some time like this. I kept looking at him, so immersed and focused. After some time, I couldn't stand it anymore. I just looked at him and watched him hungrily. He looked my way and was probably going to ask something when I reached for his collar and pulled on it--kissing him with lust.
"I want to breed that pussy of yours," I said between kisses as I laid on him. I felt his cock growing and humping against my dick.
