Today I was summoned by the Master to His chambers. I was quick to kneel at His feet as He played with my hair stroking it slowly and the back of my neck while He was reading. The substance rippled giving me small pleasure teasing my cock in time with the gentle stroking of my neck. He chanted a quick spell and felt the substance contract around my cock holding it firm and erect away from my body. Looking into my eyes He ordered.
"Stand with your back to the cross in the corner, hands up along it now slave."
I rushed to comply with His orders, my cock bouncing in the substance not wanting to feel the pain if the Master felt I wasn't eager enough. The Master stood and walked over to the cross locking my wrists and ankles in place. Looking into my eyes with his deep blue ones as He gave the back of my neck a gentle caress. He gave me a deep kiss and I felt the sexual power flow in and out of me with the contact. The substance squeezing my cock as it pressed to The Master's groin.
The Master broke contact and stepped back chanting a ritual. The substance started to squeeze me keeping me erect but unable to cum pulsing to the rhythm of the chant. Then it spread back towards my asshole teasing around the edge like a tongue. I squirmed in the bounds as my body was played with. The Master stopped and wrote down a note in his sex journal then the Master picked up a vial of something I did not recognize. The Master stepped forward and looked into my eyes. "I need to perform a experiment. Just give into the pleasure and I will not give you pain. If you fight then the substance will keep you in line."