I would like to start by saying I am new to writing so I hope you don't judge me too hard on my literary naivety. Nor am I experienced in Bondage or Master Slave relationships. This story is pure fantasy from my part and is about what I find erotic and stimulating. Please bear this in mind when reading the story. I hope you find it as stimulating reading as I did writing it.
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I must have dozed off with those thoughts swimming in my head because next thing I knew I am waking up to Sir gently shaking me.
"Wake up slave boy, time for some more training."
He helps me up and out of the cage.
"Sir, those boys, will I have to share you with them?" I ask, this was a bold thing for me to do.
"Good God no," he says sharply, "they are here for your pleasure, I will only administer discipline with them. All will come clear to you soon."
I want to say that I don't need them to please me, that Sir is more than enough for me but instead I just thank him. I am led to the cross where I am tied to it facing out.
"We are going to do more cum denial tonight but first I think it's time to remove the blindfold," he says.
My heart suddenly thumps loudly, did he say remove the blindfold?
"Thank you Sir," I say swallowing hard.
I'm scared and really excited now, scared in case he's hideous, excited to finally see him. I feel his fingers pull on the strap, it falls away from my face. My eyes had gotten so used to the blindfold that what little light there is in the room is still blinding me. Everything is out of focus but soon that clears. I look around, I can see the cage on the floor, above it various whips and toys. Opposite a padded table, like you find at the doctors. Above me are hooks and chains hanging from the ceiling and to my right is a man, Sir!
I'm looking at his naked body, slim, toned, smooth, his cock hanging menacingly between his legs, it looks magnificent. I look up at his face, oh!, I see a balaclava, he his still hiding his face from me. I feel disappointed and he notices.
"I'm not ready to show you my face yet, in time my boy, in time," he says.
He walks over to me and for the first time I am able to look him in the eyes. They are a deep green and piercing but above all else I see the eyes of the man I love. I want to kiss him, give myself completely, be his lover and as if he could read my mind he leans forward and our lips meet. We kiss tenderly for a moment and he pulls away. I look back into his eyes, those eyes that have me captivated. First it was his voice but now those eyes.
"I hope you're not disappointed with me," he says seriously.
I'm not. I look at his body, the athletic form, the strong arms, that huge cock. I feel my cock stirring, I look down and see it rising.
