Author's Note: This story is inspired by/for slave sal of Florida. It is a fantasy of what his perfect slave life would be, and who knows, maybe it will come true. Of course, I couldn't help but put myself in it as well :) . I'm also conforming to some of his slave voice style of writing. There will be some "inspired by actual events" parts as well. Enjoy!
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sal woke to the pulses on his neck, blinking the sleep from his eyes. his arm reached out to touch a control on his phone and the pulses stopped. he could tell his Master was still asleep beside him, and today it would be easy to slip out of bed. It wasn't always. If Master had an Arm or Leg over his body, he would have to slowly extricate himself, no way would he disturb Master's rest.
sal pulled back the covers and put his feet on the floor, he got off the bed without making a sound. He listened a second and was relieved Master's breathing was undisturbed. sal silently padded out of the bedroom and started coffee to brew and a towel to warm. Coffee would be done when he finished his shower. In his bathroom, sal removed his collar, one of only two things he was generally allowed to wear. That and his cock cage. Master called it "Going C&C". Collar and cage. sal hadn't had a stitch on him in over a week. He'd gone longer times, but someone had come to the house, and so he had to cover up. As much cover as skimpy running shorts provided.
Looking at his reflection in the mirror sal saw his lithe, muscled form. 8 pack abs rippled under his fingers as he felt his stomach. he was in even better shape than when Master had taken over his life. sal felt pride at what his Master had been able to do to His slave's body. So much more than sal would have ever been able to do without Master's strong Hand guiding him. sal passed his hand through his dark brown hair, cut longer at top than the sides, just as his Man wanted. The boy quickly trimmed the beard his Master had him grow, a goatee and also following his jawline. Master liked the look, and that is what mattered.
Placing his collar on the counter, sal realized how lucky he was that Master had gotten it for him. his duty was to awaken his Master properly, and if He overslept sal would be punished. his Master had found a collar that connected to his phone so he could be woken up without disturbing Master at all. sal couldn't remove his metal cage, but it was designed for showering. his shower was quick but through, and of course cold as sal wasn't allowed to have warm showers since becoming a slave. sal put his collar back on, this time thinking how much he loved belonging to his Master. The brief time he was without the collar made him feel a bit lost. Snapping it back on made everything right with the world. he was totally controlled, Master took care of him, and all he had to do was obey. sal thought this made life so much more simple.
Getting the coffee and entering Master's room, sal looked at his Master and his heart skipped a beat. Here was the Man that meant everything to him. The Man he dedicated every waking moment to, and by far the majority of his dreams when he was sleeping. Master was slightly taller than sal, with strong muscles and a short beard wider on His Face than sal's. Broad chest covered with hair that trailed down to perfect abs and the glory sal always desired to suck. sal put the cup where Master could easily reach it and began to move his head under the covers. This was one of sal's favorite things to do, not only because his Master deserved to be woken with a blow job, but because getting into position required him to discomfort himself in ways Master never knew about. he had to get his mouth over his Master's Cock without disturbing Master. The first thing Master should feel was sal's talented throat.
The first thing Max felt was indeed that very talented throat, He thought it was the best way to wake up. Max let a groan out as sal put His entire Cock down his gullet and kept it there until he just had to pull off to breathe. sal's full but trimmed beard tickled his Master's thighs in a way He found most enjoyable. Knowing his Master was awake, sal began to bob up and down more energetically. With a chuckle His slave didn't hear, Max pulled himself up to prop against the headboard. sal had been paying attention, and when the Cock began to pull back, he kept his mouth where it belonged, the blow job did not suffer from the Top's movement.
Max reached for the cup of coffee He knew was there, even if He hadn't looked. sal would never leave a detail like that overlooked. Always in the same spot, always with the handle towards his Master. Max smiled, as little details like that made sal such an exemplary slave.
While watching the covers move up and down as sal's head worked His shaft, Max moved one Foot to tickle His slave's side. A little distraction, but the boy didn't stop his work. Max gave up on His little game. sal's skills were not lacking, and he gave his all to everything his Master wanted. It wasn't long before the slave was rewarded with the sensation of cum shooting down his throat. he knew it was coming, of course. he knew how his Master's Body worked. And he did so love the taste.
Being sure to lick every last bit of cum off his Master's Dick, sal slid to the floor, got on his knees and put his hands behind his head. He looked his Master in the eyes. "Good morning Master. i am so happy to be Your slave."
"Good boy." Max said, getting out of bed and ruffling His slave's hair. Max headed to the large bathroom part of the suite without another word.
Not needing instructions, sal rushed to the kitchen to arrange things. he knew about how long it would take his Master to be ready to get out of the shower, and he used every second to get things in order.
Hoping he had gauged the time correctly, sal grabbed the towel he had set warming a little earlier and knelt outside of the shower. Good timing, only a few breaths later, the water stopped. Max got out of the shower and sal rose to towel Him down. Once satisfactory dry, Max stepped away. Going onto his next part, sal folded the towel and quietly returned to the kitchen where he started breakfast in earnest.
Everything was ready when his Master came in and sat at the breakfast table. A light omelette, fruit and toast were waiting for Him. Seeing his Master didn't require anything immediately, sal sat at his place and started his simpler breakfast as well.
sal heard more scraping, and a moment later there was a Foot rubbing his cock cage. Looking up, his Master had a mischievous grin on His face. sal smiled, he loved seeing his Master enjoy Himself.
Continuing His breakfast, and teasing sal's caged cock, Max said "I have a meeting that may run late this afternoon. Nothing major, but I wouldn't make a dinner that couldn't keep if needed."
"Yes Master, i'll handle it, Master." sal promptly responded.
"Good boy. Tyler's due today, isn't he?" Max played a bit more with sal's cage.
"Yes, Master. He's due to work me real hard. He said i've been slacking." sal appeared crestfallen as he said it.
Max chuckled. "He's teasing you. His reports to me are that you're doing very well. Don't let on I told you. Maybe you should beg him a little to keep your failure a secret." Max gave a conspiratorial wink at His slave.
Tickled to be involved in a subterfuge between two Sirs sal readily agreed. "i'll make a good show, Master."
"I'm sure you will." Max rose, and headed for the garage to His car. sal fetched his Master's briefcase and met his Master in time to open the driver's side door for Him.
sal watched his Master's car leave the garage, then rushed to the window to watch it until it disappeared down the road. With a sigh that displayed his feeling for the absence of his Master, he got to work on his morning duties. He put the kitchen and bedroom in order. He made sure everything his Master might have touched was returned to its proper place. Then he has some general housekeeping duties. sal was checking the contents of the pantry to see if anything was required when the doorbell rang.
Glancing at the clock, he knew it was Tyler. sal rushed to the front door and knelt before opening it. Tyler strode in. "Slacker." Tyler's word was insulting, but His tone revealed He was joking.
"Yes Sir. i'm a slacker." sal wouldn't disagree with a Sir. Tyler had been a gymnast in college, and now was a bodybuilder. His formerly lithe form had bulked out, with impressive pecs and broad shoulders. A shorter Man, sal was taller when both were standing. Tyler shaved His Chest and Legs for competition where sal was shaved from the neck down because he was a slave.
"Well, let's get to it." Tyler headed through the house and out the back. Once outside, Tyler directed sal to begin running drills on the lawn. That was followed by jumping jacks, sit ups and a few more track drills. Once sal had warmed up, Tyler ordered him back inside and into the small gym in the basement. Tyler instructed sal in a number of weight lifting exercises, finishing up with benchpresses. Tyler spotted the bar as sal pressed up and down, the slave's face showing strain. "Push it, slacker. You can do more than that."
"Yes Sir." sal grunted as he struggled to obey and push the heavy weight up. Tyler had loaded it with more plates than before. sal's arms were shaking. Tyler gripped the bar and aided sal in getting it in the rack. sal gasped for breath as Tyler looked down and smiled. The coach widened His stance and lowered His Hips. sal looked up and saw Tyler's Cock growing in His shorts. Tyler moved down more. sal knew his duty and move his face, up, extending his tongue. sal used his nose to hold back the Leg and force the fabric up. sal licked the Head. "Please Sir. i'm begging you, don't tell Master i'm a slacker. i'll suck You real good, i promise."
