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Cast: Mike, my old friend---June, my wife---Don, an oral trainer---Me, Bobby
It didn't take long for us to settle into a routine. June was now my instructor while my old friend Mike was out shopping for "new plumbing."
"You know Bobby we've known of your submissiveness for a long time. As we talked of needing a man-servant and reviewed your willingness to please it became very apparent that you would be a perfect servant to us. Mike was really surprised that you had been able to suppress your urges after being his so willing cocksucker for a couple of years in college. Well now we've gotten to the real you, ha-ha, to your inner cocksucker", June said.
"While I instruct you why don't you swab my feet with your tongue. Get them nice and clean, that's nice Bobby. You need to understand that you'll be much happier if you let yourself go and just concentrate on pleasing us. We're going to teach you how to be the best body slave you can be. You have to let yourself go, conquer your inhibitions, only then will you be free and happy. Deep down you know that you were born to please your owners. Yeah, that's right, your owners. In ancient times a prosperous couple always had a slave ministering to their needs. Their slave would wash them, suck them off and provide toilet services. That's what we want and you need Bobby; in your head you have a need to submit and we'll help ease you into it." I knew June was right.
I was lost in licking her feet, so pretty and erotic. June continued, "in the next few weeks you'll learn to assist Mike in fucking me, how to lick our asses and suck a cunt. Oh I know you've eaten my cunt before but this will be different. You'll never fuck me like a real man again but you'll have all your needs fulfilled in our service just like any devoted slave would."
I sensed rather than heard someone behind me, Mike was back and talking. "I see you've kept bobby busy, that's good. I think it's time though to see just what we've got to work with. You know Bobby that from now on you're to be mostly naked like any slave boy would be. I've found that when a slut is kept accessible and naked it helps him to accept just what he is. Now that you understand your role as our servant it's time to go another step."
Mike retreated momentarily back to the table and returned carrying a collar made of leather. It had some small metallic hooks fastened to the outside surface. He turned the collar to show me that the leather was backed with a synthetic material on the inside. "Very comfortable, this collar...doesn't rub like leather, yet looks the same on the outside. Here, feel it Bobby." I took the collar and rubbed the inside with my fingers. It was soft. "Rub it on the tender skin of your neck." Mike took the collar from my hand. I was so surprised that I didn't have time to react as he moved behind me and placed the collar around my neck.
It was soft. Before I really knew what had happened, the collar was securely fastened around my neck. Mike and June only smiled at me. "Come here boy, look at yourself in the mirror" Mike said. He motioned to a mirror mounted on the far wall. I walked to the mirror and looked at myself, an attractive and fashionably naked man with a studded leather collar fastened securely around my neck. I tried to undo the clasp and unfasten the collar.
"Hands at your side now Bobby." My hands moved slowly down away from the collar to rest at my side. I felt something very cold on my back, it was heavy.
"There boy, those chains will really remind you of your status."You'll find that this particular collar has some very interesting effects on its wearer. It was invented as a sort of training collar. I have found other uses for it, however. But enough, the effect is that while you are wearing the collar you will do as we tell you."
"Acknowledge it for me Bobby you will do as we say!" Mike said.
"I will do...do as you say" I stammered out.
"You'll address me as "sir" and June as Maaam when you're allowed to speak but understand that generally we think your tongue is only to lick our ass."
"I will address you as 'sir."
