For You I’m A Whore
I was still sitting in shock in front of my computer for what felt like an hour. My eyes were glued to the screen. “What’s happening to me?” I asked myself in a whisper. I wasn’t able to believe that this was happening right now. What was it about me exactly that made that mysterious man behind the screen choose me out of all the other accounts who I’m sure could have easily been a better option for him? I’m sure they are much more experienced than me.
I just couldn’t understand. “Answer me, now.” I suddenly saw his message. “Shit…” I accidentally missed his previous message while my head was too busy overthinking everything. I scrolled back a bit and quickly read the message. “I want you in my hotel room tomorrow at exactly 9pm sharp. I sent you the address.”
I gasped in surprise. Everything was moving so quickly. But I didn’t have much time to doubt myself, I didn’t want to lose his attention by talking too much time to answer again. “Yes, Master. I will be there.” I immediately typed. I didn’t even check if the hotel he was staying at was even around my area. But I already made my decision. “Good. There is also something else I would like for you to do, boy.” He sent me. I raised my head with intrigue. “That collar you took your picture with, I want you to sleep with it on your neck tonight. That’s an order.” I was confused. “Why did he order me to do that? It’s not like he can check if I did it or not…” I mumbled to myself. “Yes, Master.” I typed after a minute of doubt. “Good slave, I will see you tomorrow.” He sent. “Yes, Master.” I typed again and closed my computer with a sigh. “What the fuck…”
I put the collar on and laid on my empty bed. That’s when I kind of felt like I belonged to someone…for the first time in my life. I know it’s weird, but something about sleeping with a collar on just because he ordered me to, gave me a feeling of longing to be tamed by that man and I couldn’t wait to meet him for the first time.
The next day, I woke up and went to work. The only thing that was going through my mind was MasterK22. I was so excited and nervous at the same time to finally meet with him face to face. Then my brain started panicking. I never had sex with a man…No matter how many porn videos I’ve watched, nothing could ever compare to the real thing…right? When I got home I took a shower and shaved my body. In that photo I looked like a twink with a collar around his neck so I assumed that’s what he’s into. So I made sure my skin was smooth. I blow dried my hair and wore a button white shirt. “It’s so stupid…I look like I’m going out on a date…” I mumbled to myself. But that’s the last occasion I knew how to dress up for. I know it’s not exactly a date but…what is it then?
Everything went wrong the minute I left the house. There was a major accident on the road I drove at, I panicked the whole way knowing I was going to be late 100%. Not only was I very likely to make a bad impression but I also wasn’t sure if he was still in the hotel room. It was clear to me that this man has high standards and I just failed at a basic task that he gave me which was to arrive on time. I was at the hotel area half an hour late and I ran through the corridors like a maniac trying to find the right room. Finally I stood behind the door and caught my breath. “Am I too late? Is he still there?” I asked myself in concern. I knocked on the door with a trembling hand. After a couple of seconds it opened wide and I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Now I see why Erika cheated on you…you really can’t do anything right, Nathan.” I couldn’t believe it. The man standing in front of me…It was Chris. My ex friend who my ex wife cheated on me with. His smug smile and mad eyes frightened me to my core. “I…I…I think there’s been a mistake…” I mumbled and backed away, but Chris’s hand grabbed my shirt and dragged me inside. “There is no mistake, gay boy!” He closed the door. “I had my suspicions, but I didn’t actually think it was really you. I had trouble remembering what half of your face looked like. But now it all adds up…I always knew you had that side of you. A cock hungry fag. A fucking whore. ” He claimed with a smirk. “No! This can’t be happening…you can’t be…” I kept on mumbling with an unbelievable shock. “…MasterK22? Oh. Yes I can.” He giggled almost evilly. “I really can.” Suddenly my fear turned into anger. “What do you want from me?! First you ruin my marriage and now you’re trying to ruin my life??!” I yelled. “I would control that tongue of yours if I were you, unless you want me to do that for you.” I clenched my teeth in distress. I couldn’t believe the situation I was in right now. My brain had trouble to process what was happening with my life from the moment he opened to door. “You know…You should be grateful that you fell into my hands. There are a lot of creeps out there…and…I know first hand how you are in bed.” I couldn’t believe the words that were coming out of his mouth. “How dare you—“ I wanted to smack him so badly but I felt as if my hands were tied. “Now resentful feelings aside, we do have a deal…” he said as he lit up a cigarette and sat down next to a glass table at the corner of the room in front of the queen sized bed. “There is a clear reason why we are both here and I have the feeling that if knowing who I am now made you regret doing this, you would have been gone by now…correct?” I walked closer to him. “You…you wouldn’t tell anyone?” I nervously asked. “Oh yes, Erika would kinda be surprised and kinda wouldn’t at the same time, you know what I mean?” He laughed. “S-stop bringing her up!” I yelled. “S-sir…” I added in fear. “Don’t worry I’m not interested in your ex tramp anymore…I’m more interested…in what I have right here…it can be our little secret…for now….” he said with a grin. “But something about this whole thing makes me very…annoyed…” he added and his smile faded from his face. “Is…is it about me being late?” I asked. “Wow, at least you can read the room, Natie boy.” He slowly put out the cigarette. “I-I didn’t mean to be late. There was an accident…the road was blocked…” I explained. “Do you know how late you were, Nathan?” He asked me. “About…30 minutes…I think…” I answered. “34 minutes.” He corrected me. “But that’s—“ he raised his hand, preventing me from speaking. “Do not make excuses, slut!” He ordered me. “I don’t care why you’re late. I care about the fact that you didn’t follow my orders.” He said with a raised tone. I couldn’t believe it, someone who used to be my right and hand man, is now holding me at his grip. I can feel my weird desire to be his even after the humiliation and pain he made me go through. My body took over me and my knees sank to the cold floor. “I’m sorry, sir…M…Master…” I bowed my head to him. “I need to know that you really are serious about this Nate. I chose you to be my slave, out of all the other whores on that chat, I chose your sorry ass.” He complained as he looked down on me. “I’m…I’m so sorry…” I suddenly noticed his legs standing and walking towards me. Never have I thought that I would be the one getting on my knees begging for his forgiveness. But when I felt that everything I imagined that could happen between me and MasterK22 could be jeopardized before it even began made me swallow my pride completely. That’s when I realized the difference between me and him. He can sleep with my wife, talk dirty to me and order me around and I would still be on my knees in front of him. I would always be powerless against him. He turned me into a pathetic whore for him and he knew that. He knew that he had the upper hand. And he loved it.
“I’m so sorry…” I continued while grabbing his pants gently while keeping my head bowed. “…for being late, for making you wait…please…please forgive me, Master…” I begged in defeat as he crossed his hands and stared at the back of my head. I could feel his intense stare without even taking a single glance. “I consider myself a very reasonable man.” I immediately raised my head to his comment. “So let’s make another deal.” He suggested. “For the next 34 minutes you are going to have to do everything you can in order to make me stay here. How does that sound to you?”
Hey! Just wanted to say thank you for the support! Being The Best Slave is going to be another series of mine and I am open to any suggestions you might have for the next episodes going forward, you can write them to me in the comments. Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!
