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 wake to the smell of bacon frying, wow I am so hungry, my stomach rumbles at the aroma. I think about last night and seeing Sir for the first time, albeit wearing a mask but I'm more attracted to him now than I ever was. I think back to when I first realised my homosexuality and when it was I came to accept it.
Sir enters the cellar and opens the cage door.
"Good morning boy, I've made breakfast, are you hungry?" he asks.
"Yes Sir, I'm starving, thank you Sir."
He helps me out the cage and removes the blindfold. I look at Sir, he is naked and still wearing the mask. He removes the device, my cock looks a little deformed from it's cramped quarters but I know it'll soon get back to it's regular shape. He leads me up the stairs and into the utility room, the sunlight is streaming through a window and blinds me. I cry out in pain.
"Sun hurting your eyes?" he asks. I nod, squinting.
He leads me down a hallway, the carpet beneath my feet feels deep and very soft. We end up in a room, my eyes are still hurting from the sunlight so I can't make out any features, except this room also has the nice soft carpet. Sir stands behind me, puts his arms around me and kisses my neck. I feel his cock touch my hands so I instinctively wrap my slender fingers around it causing him to sigh.
"Look in the mirror, boy," he instructs.
I squint, my eyes are slowly getting accustomed to the light. I can make out a naked boy in front of me and realise it's me in a full length mirror. I look away shamefully. I have always suffered from low self esteem and seeing myself naked in the mirror doesn't help it any.
"I see me Sir," I say looking at the floor, nice carpet.
"And what do you see that is wrong with you?" he asks further.
I feel uneasy and continue to stare at the floor. He grabs my chin and forces me look back in the mirror.
"Tell me! What do you see wrong with you?" he persists.
"I'm puny! I'm too thin! I'm ugly! I have too many spots and I'm too damn shy!" I blurt out.
I have never told anyone how I feel about myself before and I suddenly feel an emotional release bringing tears to my eyes.
"Wrong!" he says, "Would you like to know what I see?"
I nod.
"I see a beautiful young man, with a beautiful body. This body is so sexy, look at your curvy hips." he explains as his hands run over my hips. "Look at your chest, it's perfect, with delicious pert little nipples," he tweaks them as he says this causing me to whimper. "Look at this beautiful face, there will be a lot of people that will fall in love with this face, believe me. And look at this magnificent cock! You are going to give and get a lot of pleasure from this," he says stroking my cock.
It starts to swell from his gentle touch, I must admit I do like my cock. I think about what he said about people falling in love with my face. I want to say 'But I want you to fall in love with me'.
"No there is only one thing wrong with you," he adds.
I look at his eyes in the mirror expecting the worst.
"You're too pale, you don't get in the sun enough so today we are going to do a spot of sunbathing."
I smile, "that sounds nice Sir."
He takes my arm and leads me through the house. I get a good look at the room we was in, it's his bedroom. The room is large with a king sized bed dominating it. There are built in wardrobes along one wall, a dresser by the window and a large flat screen TV on the wall opposite the bed. The walls are a dark red and the furnishings are a combination of black and cream. The bed clothes are silk and I look at the bed with envious eyes wishing I could spent the night in there with him.
He leads me into a hall way and I realise there are no stairs, this house is a bungalow. We end up in the kitchen, it is beautiful. A high gloss black granite worktop lines three of the walls while the other leads in to a large conservatory. The units are high gloss white and there are various stainless steel appliances around the work top. In the centre is an island with stools around and freshly made breakfast laid out on top. I can't help but notice that there is only one plate of food and I wonder if this is mine then perhaps Sir has already eaten.
Sir sits on the a stool and pulls me to him telling me to sit on his lap. I can't do it alone as my hands are still tied behind my back so he helps me. He then feeds me my breakfast. I feel somewhat silly, slightly humiliated at being fed but it makes me feel like a young boy again being looked after by a caring parent. Those feelings give way to a sense of romance, his actions seemingly loving, slightly erotic even.
"I'm having some friends over today, they are going to join us for sunbathing," he says, "you'll like them, they're nice people and I want you to meet them."
I feel somewhat nervous a meeting these people but I've always suffered with that and I was hoping to spent the day with sir alone.
After breakfast we head out into the garden, it's very large with a high hedge surrounding it. There are no houses in sight, it seems very secluded. I notice on the lawn two beach towels side by side, one for Sir and one for me I guess. The one beach towel is situated in the centre of four pegs in the ground and I realise what these are for. If he ties me to these I will be completely vulnerable when his visitors arrive.
Sure enough I am made to lie face down on the towel while he ties my feet and hands to the pegs. He disappears and returns holding a bottle of sun lotion. He rubs it into my pale skin, his large soft hands kneading my tight white skin. I relax and enjoy his touch, he soon get's to my bare ass and rubs some into my crack, I lift my butt to give him better access. His finger probes my anus spending longer there than he needs to, my cock stiffens. He reaches under and pulls my cock down so it is between my legs, he strokes it till it is nearly fully erect. It feels a little uncomfortable but very sexy. He finishes applying my lotion then sits on his towel and applies the lotion to his front.
We lie like that for quite a while, Sir occasionally leaning over to play with my ass and cock, keeping me hard. We talk about college and the courses I'm attending, and what I want to do when I leave. I try to learn more about Sir but he is very evasive.
Shortly the door bell rings and Sir get's up to answer. I'm suddenly aware my bare ass and hard cock are totally visible.
"Oooh! V! That is adorable!" a voice says, "is it a new garden ornament?"
I hear others laugh.
"Fellas, I'd like to introduce my boy, Daniel," Sir says, he used my name again.
I crane my neck round to see three men behind me, one of them Sir. One of them is carrying a few extra pounds around his belly and looks to be in his fifties as he has the beginnings of grey hair. He is wearing khaki shorts and a t-shirt which does nothing to help his figure. He is quite attractive and has eyes that smile even when he isn't. The other is slim, not quite as thin as me but tall with it, I guess around six foot. He is wearing cut off jeans and a black tank top, his head shaved making him look a little intimidating. He is also wearing a dog collar with a leash attached that his being held by the older man. I estimate his age to be twenties or so, he also has a hungry look in his eyes.
"Pleased to meet you boy Daniel," the older man says smiling.
"Boy this is Mr G and his boy Robbie," Sir introduces.
I smile and say, "hello."
I blush as I notice they aren't looking at my face, they are transfixed on my cock.
