I slide my tongue up the long leather shaft of his left boot. I've been cleaning them for what feels like hours, he hasn't said anything, except for the swift nudge from one boot to the other.
Finally, he leans down, pushes my head away from him by my forehead, he catches my jaw, pushes two fingers into my mouth, the strong leather taste, moving my head so he can examine his boots. His thumb gripping my jaw tightly.
"Those look good, go in the middle of the room, sit up right on your knees, your legs straight back, your hands placed on your lower back, crossed, and head down boy," He commands.
I crawl to the middle of the room and assume the position he tells me. He walks to the wall, grabbing a few items, and walks back to me, I keep still.
"Okay slut boy, this is how this is going to go. You've agreed to submit to me, which means all your holes and your body are now mine. I'm going to play with every inch, and you are going to bring me pleasure. You are not going to speak unless I ask you a direct question, and there better be a Sir at the end of every response. Do you understand me boy?"
"Yes Sir."
"Good, now stand up, and take off everything you're wearing."
I stand up, remove the shorts, the jock, the harness, the collar, and now I'm standing naked, my cock is standing straight out from my body. He watches me as I take off each item, placing it in a neat pile next to me.
He walks over to me, grabs my cock and squeezes it tightly, "If you're a good boy, and you please me well, I may let you have an orgasm. I don't have time for cock devices, so if you cum without permission, I'm gonna tear up this ass."
I don't respond as he did not ask a question.
He spins me around and places a thick leather collar around my neck, it's so thick that my head must remain in one place, not much movement allowed. He secures the straps in the back and I hear a click of a lock. He puts his leather gloved hand on my chin, pulls my head back to his shoulder, "this is a posture collar. I prefer my sluts to be mostly immobile while I'm using them."
He pushes me back upright, and secures wrist restraints to both of my wrists, locking them in place also, then a blindfold gets placed over my eyes and suddenly the room is dark.
I'm spun around once more, and I keep my hands on my lower back, I feel a thick leather strap tightening around my balls, it's pushing my balls slightly away from my body, a little more stretched than I'm used to, but two snaps later and he drops them. I then feel a thick rubber ring slide over my cock, and pushed to the base.
