(This story is extreme. It expresses the wild animal feelings we sometimes have, AND IT IS A FANTASY. I wrote it for one of my boys and he decided to share it with a zillion people. So I was strong-armed into writing it...... poor Submissive me. Not to be a prick, but at this moment two of my boys are sucking my toes, with hopes of permission to go higher. Damn, decisions, decisions. Oh well, what is life without adventure. I enjoy this story AS A DAY DREAM, if one of my boys actually asked for me to do this, I'd be forced to spank him in front of all his cohorts...... but the little snot would only say, crying, 'Please Sir harder...... and please sir, perhaps a little faster.' If he cums down my leg, he'll be in a world of trouble. Alas, even that last cute 'harder, faster' line means it's time to spank his nuts with my ruler. He won't want this harder or faster. The moral of the story is: Don't piss around with me. WHAT I JUST WROTE IS NOT A FANTASY. My boys range in age from 22 to 35,and go through a lot, all fun, to get the title 'boy'..... sorry, I don't bother with boi. They know who and what they are, and thank me daily for the honor. They're all ass kissers, which is far better literally than figuratively. Just so you know, I'm very serious about teaching my boys. When they leave me,they know total control and complete freedom.

MY VISIT.......

I would love to visit the store, where you work. I would come in like a

'customer,' catch you off guard, knock you on your ass, tie you up and drag

you into the john...... there I could cut your clothes off (with whatever is

handy..... what do you have with a razor sharp edge???..... a box cutter

would be perfect.... a good sized, nicely weighted BOX CUTTER...)

But I would not 'violate' you...... nope..... I'd terrorize you...... Spend

hours tracing your body with just the edge of that box cutter.... You know,

hardly gripping it, between my thumb and index finger, letting the weight of

the cutter ride along your skin.....

I can see you, backed against the sink, hands tied behind your back, ankles

loosely tied together, with only your boots (???) on...... whimpering......

that's right..... whimpering.... you little pussy!!

Ohhhh Baby, how you'd sweat as that blade skated over your pecs.... down,

across one nipple, then gently over and around that mound, and onto the

other....

Baby Boy, we BOTH KNOW that moose cock would be hard as stone......

alas..... with those golf balls pulled way up.... out of fear.....

Can you imagine how you'd try to WILL it soft, so that the blade would have

more difficulty hurting it..... YOU KNOW, being hard like that it would be

soooooo much easier to SPLIT IT RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE (and daddy would scare

the shit out of you describing JUST THAT...... and OHHHHHHH how you'd

blubber, at the thought of that once magnificent prick, sliced into two,

flabby, USELESS, pieces of flesh.........

But that would only be ONE OF MY THREATS..... I would fuck with your mind as

well as 'fuck up' your body......

Saying things like, 'when daddy finishes with you, you're gonna look like a scarred native of an African tribe, all scarified, head to toe......... '

........ while I trace around your Adam's apple

and 'daddy is gonna make YOU U-G-L-Y....... BUTT UGLY'

........ while the blade goes neatly between the grooves of your six-pack

and 'I'm gonna give you a face and body that only your daddy can love......

'cause Baby Boy, when I'm done with you, you're going to frighten small

children.......'

How deep do you think that box cutter will go with just its weight pushing it??? I bet it would leave a pretty red line with rain drops of YOUR BLOOD here and there, decorating it like Christmas lights.....

You'd be sweating like a pig, and periodically I'd push you back, so your

ass was on the sink and your chest was back, at an angle, so that I could

drag the blade here and there...... but I wouldn't head for the Bull prick....... yet.... nope....

I'd bring that blade up to your PRETTY FACE...... Don't get pissed 'PRETTYBOY,' you won't be pretty for long, and JUST THINK, no one will EVER call YOU pretty again..... not with those hairline scars tracing your features.......

Ohhhhhh how I'd love to drag the cutter across your lips.... first top....then back again and over that bottom pouty lip..... Do YOU think you'd be crying by now, Baby???? Would you be begging me.....

PLEEEEEZE DADDY...... PLEEEZE STOP...... PLEEEEZE DADDY NO MORE.......

PLEEEEEZE DADDY.....

How I'd love to hear you say that and listen to you choke down sob after

sob...... But Baby, it would simply be tooooo CAPTIVATING, those big pouty lips all red with YOUR blood........ I'd simply have to tell you to hold VERY VERY VERY still, as I put the blade to your groin and stopped the tracing while I licked the blood off your lips.....

and I'd take my time...... I'd lick those lips sooooo tenderly that your

so very, very swollen prick would start to drip...... and as much as you would HATE it.... you'd get more and more excited..... as I licked all the bloody lines I drew on your face while I pushed MY OWN HARRRD PRICK against your meaty thigh.......

I'd keep that blade at the root of my baby's donkey dick or right on those goose egg balls as I barely touched your face with the tip of my tongue.... and rode your leg.....

Do you think you'd keep your eyes open or do your think you'd be too

terrified??? tears rushing down your face..... prefuck dripping off that

turgid cock.... drip.... drip..... drip.....

Then I think I'd trace gently around both nipples..... ALL THE WAY

AROUND......

I'd do it fast enough that the blood wouldn't begin to flow till after I'd finished..... and then there would be a rush of blood around both

nipples..... DEAR JESUS, HOW MUCH FUN IT WOULD BE TO SUCK AND CHEW ON THOSE TITS...... ALL BLOODY.....

THOSE BLOODY BOY TITTIES WOULD BE MAGNIFICENT TO CHEW AND CHEW AND CHEW ON...... while you screamed and cried......

And Baby Boy, as much as you would try to be brave, I'm pretty sure at this point, you'd piss all over your belly and daddy's chest and crotch, sooo close to your own..... I bet your piss would squirt and squirt..... WITH GREAT FORCE BECAUSE YOU WERE SOOOOO AFRAID.... so pale, so ashen

And I'd be delighted to feel that heated piss between us as I chewed on your bloody nips..... Just think how warm and wet that would feel.... I bet you'd be able to piss for a long time......

right up till I put the blade to those big nutz and told you to

'STOP!!!'......

And like a good little boy you'd bear down on your piss and hold it for

daddy....... feeling just the tip of that blade against those monster

balls.....

......then I'd say 'Piss boy!!!'..... 'PISS NOW!' And like the good little 'piss-boy' you are, you'd let up on your PC muscle and let the hot, yellow,concentrated, pungent, fear-piss flow again...... and daddy would say, STOP and START, again and again and again till you had

NO MORE PISS TO GIVE ME..... TILL YOU PISSED YOURSELF DRY!!

I wonder how much MORE you would try to piss for me, IF I ever so slightly pushed that blade into the root of your manhood, and yelled, 'START.... START.... START!!!' I wonder if you could squeeze out a couple more drops for daddy..... I bet your bloodshot eyes would bug out of your head and the veins on your throat would bulge as your bladder tried and tried to find more piss...... FOR YOUR DADDY..... because you are such a good PISS-BOY..... and disappointing daddy leaves a lasting memory....... like your first root canal without a local, so you could swallow the pain, and all for me. You might even make me blush.

And I bet, when you couldn't squeeze another drip-drop, there would be lots and lots of pleading....

PLEEEEZE DADDY...... PLEEEZE DADDY...... PLEEEEEEZE STOP..... PLEEEEEEZE

DADDY, NO MORE.....

What to do next...... Hmmmmmmmmmm

Well, I guess after I traced a circle around your belly button, I'd release

your hands...... WITH THE BLADE VERY VERY GENTLY AGAINST THE HEAD OF THAT HORSE PRICK.......

And I'd order you to RAISE YOUR RIGHT ARM..... REAL REAL HIGH...... So I

could lick all that fear sweat out....

I just know it would taste GRRRRREAT...... sour with a hint of sharpness,

almost like a tiny electric charge FROM ALL THE FEAR.....

I bet when you lifted your arm lots and lots of sweat would come

drip-dripping down your torso.......

And daddy would slurp and slurp and slurp at your arm pit....... looooong

licks with his hot tongue......

and after every pass of my..... wet.... hot..... long..... licker.....I'd

force your mouth open and have you SUCK MY SLIMY TONGUE 'BONE' DRY.

SUCK OFF ALL YOUR FEAR.......

SUCK OFF ALL YOUR SALTY SWEAT......

I bet we'd both stink..... me reeking of sex and pheromones..... you putting out the smells of hot jock straps and pure TERROR......

HOW GREAT WOULD THAT STINK???????

I'd bare my chest, and make you bury your whole face under my arm, so you

could smell the POWER in daddy's sweat........

I'd make you worship my hairy armpits...... and beg for more......

THEN I'D SUCK YOUR OTHER PIT CLEAN...... WITH YOU EATING AND CLEANING MY TONGUE BETWEEN SWIPES.....

And you KNOW what's coming don't you Baby........

YOU'D KNOW WHAT WAS COMING......... AND YOU'D BE SOOOOOOO SAD........ AND

FRIGHTENED....

BECAUSE YOU WOULD KNOW WHAT WAS CUMMING........

AFTER I LICKED YOUR HAIRY PITS CLEAN, I'D RETIE YOUR HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK AND UNTIE YOUR LEGS......

Then I'd make you spread them WIDE..... VERY VERY WIDE.....

so those balls would drop a little...... then I'd pull and pull and pull on them..... very very very harrrrd......

I'd pull on those balls till they drooped for me...... and OHHHHHHHHHH how you'd be retching and sobbing....... I might have to slap you very hard across the face and tell you to be a Big Boy for me, or it could displease me...... displease me,and the dark clouds would begin to gather and block out the sun, sparkling in my eyes. For I am the sun and the planets and in truth, your whole Universe, your beginning, your middle, and your end. It would be so hard not to cry, even being more turned on than ever in your life.

Because you would know what was cumming.......

And while I held the blade to that prick, I'd SUCK EACH OF THOSE SWEATY

BALLS INTO MY MOUTH......

AND I'D SUCK ON THOSE BIG BALLS IN THAT HAIRLESS SACK..... FIRST ONE.....

THEN THE OTHER......

AND UNDER AND BETWEEN THEM...... I'D SUCK ALL THE BALL SWEAT OFF OF

THEM.....

And then...... I'd give you a taste...... have you eat my tongue......

And while you were sucking your ball sweat off my tongue..... as I held your sack in my left hand.......

I'd open that sack with a swift move of the blade..... ZIPPPPPP!!!

And your nutz would fall out......

and you'd scream and scream and scream.....

How much do you think that would hurt????

How would that feel??? If I was fast enough, and the blade was sharp

enough, do you think you'd even feel the cut????

I KNOW you'd jump at the rush of cold air against those big old lemon nutz,now hanging out of their bag....... and YES, if there was a substantial membrane around those nutz I'd cut that free too.......

I want those balls hanging by their tubes..... veins.... arteries.....

vas..... connective tissue..... etc......

I honestly don't think it would hurt......... EXACTLY......

I believe it would feel very very very cold and strange..... having your

nutz outside your body.... away from your heat.....

I wonder how long..... how far down, they would hang....... and how much

they would bleed......

Really only your sack would bleed...... I would NOT have harmed your balls in any way...... and OHHHHHHHH how pretty and sweetly you'd beg and plead.....

'Daddy pleeeeeeze don't take my manhood'...... 'daddy, I'll do ANYTHING.....PLEEEEEEZE DON'T CUT OFF MY BALLS..... YOUR BALLS..... THEY ARE ALL YOURS DADDY.... BUT PLEEEEEEEZE LET ME KEEP THEM......FOR YOU!!

And I would just smile and lean into you..... and lick the blood on your

chest and face.....

....chew on your nipples...... make you SHUT THE FUCK UP, BY SHOVING MY

BLOODY TONGUE INTO YOUR YAP!!!

Then, I'd free your hands and I'd tell YOU to jack off for ME..... to jack that moose cock.........

With the blade at your chest..... I'd threaten to 'open you up' if you

didn't do it RIGHT!!!

LIKE AN OBEDIENT CHILD........ of.... 26 or are you 27.... it seems like one of you boys has a birthday every week. BOY WOULD YOU SLAP THAT SALAMI!!

And you'd pull and jerk on that donkey dong..... you'd get it nice and

harrrrrd.......

I'd have you rub the blood off your chest and use THAT for lube.......

And at first, I'd just STARE......

THEN I WOULD ORDER YOU TO KEEP YOUR EYES FOCUSED ON MY OWN......

I'd order you to keep ABSOLUTE EYE CONTACT........ and warn you.... that if you looked away...... FOR EVEN A MOMENT.... I'd spill your guts all over the floor........

Soooo you would gaze into my eyes as you jacked that big ole pole.....

And Baby Boy, just imagine how BIG your EYES would get as I sucked, first

one BARE ball, and then the other INTO MY MOUTH.......

JUST IMAGINE THE TOTAL TERROR YOU'D FEEL STARING INTO MY EYES AS I FILLED MY MOUTH WITH YOUR NAKED BALLS (really MINE from the day you gave yourself head to toe, body and soul TO ME TO DO WITH AS I PLEASED...Oh what fun lapping, sucking and moving those big eggs all around with my

tongue......

THEN, AS YOU JACKED I'D SUCK....... AND IF YOU HESITATED FOR EVEN A SECOND I'D BEGIN TO BITE DOWN ON THEM........

SO YOU'D JACK AND JACK OR HAVE THOSE BALLS CRUSHED........

AND I WOULD SUCK ON THOSE BARE BALLS, AND PUSH THEM ALL AROUND MY

MOUTH......

AND YOU'D JACK

TRYING LIKE HELL NOT TO CUM

BABY BOY, CAN YOU JUST IMAGINE THE THOUGHTS GOING THROUGH YOUR MIND......

'What if I cum?????'

WHAT WILL HE DO...... WHAT WILL MY DADDY DO, IF........... WHEN I CUM......

AND YOU'D TRY NOT TO CUM.......

BUT WE BOTH KNOW HOW EXCITED ALL THIS WOULD MAKE YOU.....

YOU WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO HELP YOURSELF......

AND YOU'D FEEL THE JIZZ RISE..... FROM THE BALLS INSIDE MY MOUTH......

BUT THE BIG QUESTION IS: WOULD I FEEL IT...... WOULD I FEEL YOUR BALLS

CONTRACT AS THEY PUMPED SPERM INTO THOSE TUBES..... I THINK I WOULD......

AND YOU'D FEEL THE WARM CUM MOVING UP THE NOW EXPOSED, COLD, VAS....... AND

I BET YOU WOULD ACTUALLY FEEL IT.....THE DIFFERENCE IN TEMP FROM MY MOUTH TO

THE AIR AROUND THE VAS..... THEN BACK INTO YOUR BODY.....

AND I BET THAT WOULD EXCITE YOU MORE.......

BUT YOU'D TRY NOT TO CUM...... like a strong little boy..... and you'd try

and you'd try......

WITH THE SWEAT AND BLOOD RUNNING DOWN YOUR FACE AND OFF YOUR CHEST......

OFF YOUR NIPPLES..... OVER YOUR PUBES.... ONTO YOUR JACKING HAND.....

I BET YOU'D BE COVERED IN RED RED BLOOD...... YOUR HEART WOULD BE

POUNDING.... FORCING THE BLOOD FROM EVERY CUT...... AND THE SWEAT WOULD BE FLOWING FROM EVERY PORE.....

SWEAT AND BLOOD LUBBING YOUR JACKING HAND.....

FEELING THE JIZZ GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER......

I BET IT WOULD FEEL MAGNIFICENT.....

AND I BET YOU'D BE TORN.......

WHO WOULDN'T WANT TO FEEL THIS ORGASM......

WHO WOULDN'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT IT FELT LIKE.......

AND OHHHHHHHH DEAR GOD WE KNOW HOW FUCKING WARPED YOU ARE...... YOU'D BE

HALF OUT OF YOUR MIND WITH PLEASURE AND FEAR.......

AND INEVITABLY, THE FIRST DRIP-DROP OF CUM WOULD FLY OUT YOUR PISSHOLE......

AND AS THAT FIRST PEARL OF SEMEN HIT MY FOREHEAD I'D NEATLY NIP OFF BOTH

YOUR BALLS.......

ONE QUICK BITE.......

CHOP!!!!

OFF WOULD CUM THOSE NUTZ...... INTO DADDY'S WAITING MOUTH.......

AND AS THE SECOND VOLLEY OF JIZZ CAME CANNONING OUT OF THAT MOOSE COCK I'D PUSH THOSE BALLS INTO YOUR MOUTH......

AND PRESSING THAT BLADE AGAINST YOUR CHEST, I WOULD ORDER YOU TO CHEW!!!

AND CHEW YOU WOULD......

CHEW AND CHEW......

AND AT THE SIXTH OR SEVENTH VOLLEY OF SPERM, I'D BE PUSHING MY TONGUE INTO YOUR MOUTH TO TASTE THE MIX..... SHARING WHAT THOSE VERY CONFUSED BALLS WOULD TASTE LIKE......

WHAT A WONDER TO SAVOR ALL YOUR HOPE FOR MANHOOD GOODBYE...... I BET IT

WOULD TASTE WILD AND STRANGE....... ONE OF A KIND..... INDESCRIBABLE.....

AND AS YOUR LAST SHOT OF BOY JUICE LEFT YOUR BODY I'D ORDER YOU TO

SWALLOW......

SWALLOW YOUR MANHOOD BOY.....

SWALLOW YOUR LAST SHOT AT BECOMING A REAL MAN......

I'D TELL YOU THAT YOU WERE NOW MY BOY, FOREVER......

MY BOY FOREVER... AND EVER..... AND EVER....... ALWAYS A BOY, NEVER A

MAN......... DADDY'S BOY..... AND I BET YOU'D SMILE...... THAT WAS YOUR FONDEST WISH..... YOU TOLD ME ONCE A DAY, WHEN YOU WERE FREE TO TALK, AND ON EVERY PAGE OF YOUR JOURNAL......'OH GOD, MAKE HIM KEEP ME FOREVER. I PROMISE TO DO EVERYTHING, ANYTHING TO BE HIS. PLEASE SEND ME A SIGN. A SIGNAL OF HOW TO BOND TO HIM FOR ETERNITY.

YUP!! YOU'D GRIN LIKE A KID ON Christmas.... AND KNOWING YOU BETTER THAN ANYONE, EVEN YOU, THAT DONKEY DONG WOULD CONTINUE TO GROW TO FULL HARDNESS EVERY TIME I TOOK YOU TO A DANCE CLUB AND SAT YOU NAKED ON MY LAP. WHEN ANY OF THE GUYS WOULD LOOK AT YOU AND WINK, YOU'D HUG ME HARDER WITH YOUR ARMS AROUND MY NECK, STICK OUT YOUR TONGUE AT YOUR ADMIRER AND BURY YOUR HEAD IN MY NECK (YOU ARE SO CHILDISH, BUT YOU KNOW IT MAKES ME WANT YOU THERE ON THE FLOOR LIKE A JUNGLE CAT. FRANKLY I WONDER IF THAT MONSTER SNAKE THAT BOBS UP AND DOWN, AND SLAPS YOUR BELLY, WOULD EVER STOP.

SO DREAM DADDY'S BOY, WHILE I KISS YOUR EAR AND TICKLE YOUR NECK WITH MY TONGUE.

SLEEP WELL....... AND PLEASANT DREAMS!

NEVER THE END WHEN SEX IS POSSIBLE... ALWAYS THE BEGINNING.

 

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