Brian's Obedient Boi

Brian and his ex wife loved kink. They amassed a nice collection of toys and bondage gear, and hosted a group of kinky swingers at their house. But when the marriage ended, Brian found himself single, and began exploring BDSM with men. He found he loved sexually dominating effeminate, submissive males like myself, and learned that we are often very uninhibited submissives who love to please and be dominated.

He wound up having a submissive college guy living with him for two years, who submitted completely to him. He loved the situation, but unfortunately the guy graduated and moved away.

He had been searching for a suitable sub when he met me. He began talking to me about moving in with him. Brian was an insatiable top, and wanted me around to please him whenever he needed, and serve him sexually as well as domestically. I was intrigued that I had lived with men as a submissive "wife" before, and wanted me to be his.

I loved the idea. We had amazing sexual chemistry, and when we weren't fucking we got along great. It was more than sex, we truly enjoyed each others company. I wouldn't be captive of course, I would still work and do my thing, but at home I would be his.

It sounded awesome. So by the end of summer I completely surrendered myself to him, agreeing to become his "property."

Brian was pleased when I told him I would submit myself to him.

"So you are all mine now." He said behind me as I stood bound with my wrists above my head. A video camera recorded my surrender.

"Yes sir." I replied.

"I expect you to be completely obedient. No is not in your vocabulary. You are my bitch, to train, to use, and to do anything I want with. Correct?"

"Yes sir."

"You've been a filthy whore, letting anyone with a cock fuck you. But now that ass is exclusively mine. I will pass you around like a whore but you won't give my ass away."

"Yes sir."

"I demand total obedience. You are my property, and I am completely in charge. I am the man, and you are the bitch. And we will start out with a reminder of that. Ever worn one of these?" He asked showing me a chastity cage.

"Yes sir. I have."

He laughed. "Of course you have. You will let a guy do anything to you won't you? You pathetic little bitch. Well I am going to take your cock away. Act right and I will occasionally let you play with it. But wearing this will remind you of your role. But I am a nice guy, so I will let you jerk off one more time."

He unfastened one wrist and let me play with myself. I stroked myself slowly, letting it build, trying to savor it. He watched intently as I felt my orgasm build, then explode. He held his hand to catch my cum, then smeared it on my face.

"Thank you sir." I said as he fastened my wrist back to the bind.

He snapped the cage over my dick and locked it. Then he fastened a collar around my neck.

"You are officially mine." He snarled in my ear. Then gave me a brutal beating with a flog.

This may sound terrible to some, but as a masochist, this was exactly where I wanted to be.

After he was done whipping me, he released me from my binds and pushed me facedown on the bed. He quickly got on top of me, wrapped his hands around my throat and gave me a brutal fucking. His grip tightened around my neck as he drained his balls into me. It felt wonderful. I love feeling my man cum.

His cock slipped out of my wet pussy as he rolled off of me. He slapped my ass hard and said"Go get Daddy a drink bitch." Quickly I hurried to the kitchen to fix his drink. When I returned, he bound me to the rack again, and fondled my caged cock while he sipped his drink and looked me over.

"Oh am I going to have fun with you boi." Brian said with a smile.

I just hung there, completely helpless, emasculated and feeling humiliated as he played with my caged cock. I knew I was once again where I belonged, owned by a real man.