Turning a disobedient sub into a service oriented fag

It's been 30 minutes since Master Paul relaxed on the balcony and I started licking his feet and sucking his toes. He just sat back, smoked, drank his classic Coke and played with his smartphone. My position was starting to get uncomfortable, with my chest on the ground and my ass in the air, but I knew better than to complain or even object. 

Then he just got up and walked into the bedroom. "Crawl behind me, faggot." So I did.

"Now show me all the toys you brought that we agreed on. Put them in an orderly fashion on the floor next to the bed so I can get to them easily. 

Take each toy and put them in order in 3 categories: mouth pussy left, ass pussy right, the rest in between. Got it?"

"Yes Master!"

Smack smack, and he just slapped my face left and right. I saw stars. It took me a moment to come to. This was totally unexpected.

"Never forget your mantra! Whenever you answer, ask or whenever I snap my fingers, I want to hear your mantra. Now try again!"

"Yes Master, I understand. I'm a cock hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul."

"Better! Now sort them."

"Yes Master, I understand. I'm a cock hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul."

I arranged the mouth and throat toys neatly side by side on the left as requested. I brought normal dildos in various sizes, all with suction cups. Also gags and a 1m long soft dildo for throat training. 

For the ass I brought xl dildos and plugs, knowing that I bought them when I was horny and there was no way to get them in at the moment. I also brought a 7-8cm tunnel plug, a large dilator and an estim plug.

I also brought ropes, masks, a humbler, cuffs and the collar and nipple clamps I was wearing. The cock lock was now Master Paul's. I also brought lots of lube and grease, a candle and a paddle. 

I laid them all out neatly on the floor for Master Paul to see and easily reach. He walked along them and seemed undecided. He snapped his fingers and pointed in front of him. "Kneel, head back, mouth wide open, tongue out".

I did as I was told and said "I am a cock hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul".

He smiled and began to finger my mouth and throat. He examined it and I gagged as he did.

"The most important thing you will learn this weekend is that this is not your mouth. It's your upper pussy. And I am going to train it as such. My friends and I enjoy blowjobs and throatfucking the most. But most fags can't last long enough." 

He continued to finger my throat, going deeper and deeper as he spoke. 

"I'm going to teach you to be a real mouth pussy. And I expect you to become one of the best, one that makes me proud to use and see. Understand?"

I mumbled "Yes Master, I understand. I'm a cock hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul."

"Good. You will learn how to get air while being fucked for longer periods of time, how to use your tongue while being fucked and most importantly how to open your throat to take a cock in full. Your throat can expand more than you think. So can your ass. The only thing holding you back is your mind. I will break it and mould you into the cock hungry fag you're meant to be. That's why you must not only learn your mantra but believe it. You ARE a cock hungry faggot and your purpose is to serve Alphas like ME".

"Yes Master, I understand. I'm a cock hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul.

"Good. Follow me to the couch on all fours."

He grabbed a large dildo, lube, cuffs and the paddle and went to the couch. He used the suction cup to place it on the floor in front of the couch. Then he sat on the couch with the dildo in front of him on the right.

"Stand between my legs in the position you've learnt. Ass up, shoulders down. Hands behind your back. And show me how you deep throat and suck that dildo like it's the best thing in the world. Show me how hungry you are for cock. To get my cock you have to earn it."

"Yes Master, I understand. I'm a cock hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul."

And I got into position and started sucking. Master Paul tied me up and wrote something on my back, another mark on my body. 

Then he put his right foot on my head and pushed it down until the dildo was deep in my throat. And he didn't let go. 

"Like this, all the way down. It's called a DEEP throat fag."

I tried to get my head up, but I couldn't. I started to panic. But I couldn't get away. Just before I thought I was going to faint, he let go. I stood up quickly and took a deep breath. And he slapped me again.

"Training starts now. Come here."

He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. 

"Mouth wide open. Tongue out. When you suck, your tongue should always be out. Here's some help.

And with that he squeezed a lot of lubricant into my mouth. I had never had that before. It felt humiliating. Like I was really just a pussy. 

"What are you?"

"I am a cock hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul."

"Then show me."

With that he pushed my head back down on the dildo and put his foot on my head again and pushed it down. It slid more easily down my throat. 

"Use the space between your tongue and the dildo to breathe."

I couldn't. I panicked again. I almost fainted again. This was brutal. So much harder than I had expected.

He let go. And he slapped me again. "What are you?"

I didn't really hear him, I was breathing hard. And another hard slap. 

"WHAT ARE YOU?"

"I am a cock-hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul."

"THEN SHOW ME, FAGGOT! We haven't even started and you're already morning and bitching".

I cried and said, "I'm a cock-hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul. Can I please have some poppers?"

"Yes you can fag. And then show me something. Make me hot. You want the real thing, don't you?"

I took a deep breath of the poppers and nodded.

"Come here. Look into my eyes. You MUST believe the words. It will help you. So say it again. Say it to me as you look into my eyes. Say it like you mean it. Start to believe it.

"I am a cock hungry faggot and my purpose is to serve Master Paul."

"I don't believe you."

"I AM A COCK HUNGRY FAGGOT AND MY PURPOSE IS TO SERVE MASTER PAUL."

"Better, but still not believable. Do you want my cock?"

"I'M A COCK HUNGRY FAGGOT AND MY PURPOSE IS TO SERVE MASTER PAUL"

"I'M A COCK HUNGRY FAGGOT AND MY PURPOSE IS TO SERVE MASTER PAUL"

"I'M A COCK HUNGRY FAGGOT AND MY PURPOSE IS TO SERVE MASTER PAUL"

"Better. Take more poppers and then make deep throat love to that dildo."

I inhaled deeply, went down, ass up, Master Paul's foot on my head and this time I licked it, fucked myself with it, moaned, got into it. I took it deeper and harder.

"Good faggot, you're learning"

And with that he started to spank me with the paddle. 

"Repeat the mantra in your head. You need this, you want this. Let go of your ego. Commit to being a good fag"

I did as he said. I let go. The feeling was intoxicating. The cuffed hands, the locked dick, the dildo in my throat, the foot on my head and now being spanked. I was really starting to enjoy it. 

"Good fag. You learn fast. I like it."

And that was just the beginning.