Padded Love

Chapter 5

Toy’s Acceptance

My face tightened as my Master’s cum dried into a glossy film that cracked like an old oil painting. Sitting here for hours was driving me crazy wanting nothing more then to stand up and stretch out my legs. Both my body and mind became restless staring at the mirrors reflection I had learned the layout of my surroundings. Here the sounds were deafened except for the sound of the A/C unit kicking in then shutting off.

*Suck Suck suck*

The gag was emptied of the frozen fluid and all that was left was the comfort of sucking the teat to help pass the time. My neck was cramped but the collar acted as stabilizer so I learned to lean on it when I got tired, in spite of it forcing me to look forward it was surprisingly comfortable. Thankfully the drug were still active and the pain from the piercing wasn’t bothering me. Every now and then my balls ached from the stretcher as they instinctively attempted to retract back into my body. Although I don’t know how much time had passed I figured that it must have been hours from the thawing of the liquid and due to the fact that my stomach growled from hunger. Most of time was spent struggling in my bondage trying to find weak spots or hoping that something would come loose. I stopped screaming cause my voice started to hurt and it seemed that Simon was telling the truth that this place was truly sound proof. Even if it wasn’t was there anybody around to even hear my screams for help? Sitting here thinking about what has happened allowed me to come to terms with my new life that Simon has planned for me. After the initial shock of dealing with this I knew that if I wanted to escape, I’d have to wait for Simon to slip up and take advantage of a situation that he hadn’t planned for. My hands engulfed with the thick spandex, I attempted to slowly peel it off but was met with fruitless effort. The material was tight and too thick to spread my fingers out. Simon had put in much effort and thought into this to ensure that there would be no way out.

Even if his toy had gotten out of his bondage, the exit had two barriers, the main one that lead to the office and the one that lead to the toy’s home. The stairway has steep steps to slow the slave if it tried to escape.

Over the hours spent here Matt had come to the conclusion that escape may not be possible.

               Falling in and out of consciousness the toys eyes fluttered struggling to keep them open. Suddenly the sound of keys jangling woke it up. Eyes wide open, the toy looks around the room but didn’t see anyone with its limited vision. The smell of roasted chicken and garlic filled the air as its stomach groans loudly. Drool dripping down its gag and on its stomach it became desperate for food.

Behind the toy Simon walks by and into the bedroom with large bags and a drink. He was wearing different clothing then before. A knitted navy polo, dark tan slacks and black dress socks. With his sunglasses on he looked stunning with his tanned olive skin and slight gray hair that peppered his thick dark hair. He approached his toy from behind, rubbing its shoulders.

“Hey toy, did you miss Daddy?”

Looking up the toy nodded its head, Simon leaned down and planted a kiss on its forehead.

“Good, cause I certainly missed my toy.”

Leaving for a moment Simon returned back with a bowl of water and a wash cloth. Grabbing a chair he sat in front of his toy and soaked the cloth in the water and begun to wash its face of the dried cum. The warm water felt good on its face closing its eyes letting its Master clean it.

“There we go much better now. Bet it feels better too, huh?”

It Nods yes as its stomach growls loudly.

“My toy is hungry; don’t worry I am going to feed you.” Simon winked.

Standing up Simon puts away the bowl and towel and goes back to his toy. Pulling out two frosted panels with half circles close to the center. He locks them into place around the toy’s neck that makes it looks like hes been decapitated. The panels are sturdy, clicking on a switch in the back of the seat and the toy starts to move. Simon wheels in his toy to the Master bedroom and locks it in place facing away from the T.V., grabbing the bag with food Simon sets it down on the bench at the end of the bed grabbing his drink and the other bags he came in with. Turning on the T.V. Simon takes his slippers off and rests his feet right in front of his toys face smothering it with his beefy toes. Smiling as he shoved his feet into its face, he let out a sigh of relief and relaxed after being on the road for so long. The toy tried to move its face away from its Master’s feet but the collar and the panels fixed around his neck limited movement. Listening to his toy moan and groan as it tried to get away got him hard. After a few minutes of struggling his toy surrendered and stayed put as Simon nestled its nose in between his toes. His toy looked up at his Master in defeat.

“Good toy, now take some deep breaths.”

Matt could feel the dampness of his Master’s socks from being on his feet all day. As he took a deep breath the aroma filled his nose with the scent of his Master. It was tangy and smelled of mild vinegar. Each breath left Matt broken as he was forced to learn his Master’s scent. Simon was filled with joy and arousal as he felt the exhale in between each toe. The sensation was phenomenal wiggling this toes and rubbing them together. Simon’s scent was soaked into his dress socks from being on his feet all day.

“Very good, I want you to get use to this cause this is where you will be when I don’t need you. At daddies feet like a good toy.” He grinned.

Simone changed the channel to watch the news while he got comfortable. On the bench. Grabbing his food he opened the box and the smell of chicken and garlic flooded the room. Matt noticed the smell but Simon’s feet overwhelmed his nose.

“Do they smell good, toy?”

Pinching its nose though his socks he forced it to nod yes.

“Of course they do, that’s why faggots like you exist. You live for this kind of stuff don’t you?”

After getting in a few bites Simon asked.

“Are you hungry, toy?”

It nodded yes eagerly.

Simon put down the food and raised his foot bring it back to him as he peeled off his sock. He threw the sock at his slaves face and did the same with his other sock. Now bare foot Simon sticks his feet back into his toys face sliding its nose in between his big toe.

Instinctively Matt takes a deep breath and gets more intense but mild scent of his Master. Simon notices that his slave is getting hard. Bring his foot down he starts playing with its throbbing dick.

“You see, you are nothing but a dumb fag you love this shit don’t you? You can try and deny it but your body is betraying your coy attitude. Just let go and embrace the fact that this is just a part of your new life.”

Precum came flooding out of the tip of Matt’s dick. Fuck, Simon was right! Watching his toy become entranced he continued to eat and watch the news. His fuck toy slowly falling deeper and deeper into his owners hands completely mesmerized by its Master large beefy feet. After the news segment ended Simon switched over to Netflix and played a movie. He was playing with the left over food he planned to give to his slave. Sitting up he looked at his slave and said.

“Ready to eat, toy?”

Matt nodded still nuzzling his Master’s feet. Setting his legs down he approached the toy removing the gag. The toy stretched its jaw and groaned from the discomfort noticing that the meds he took had worn off. Simon sat back down and set his feet back in his toys face rubbing them together.

“Kiss your Master’s feet and give them some love, faggot.”

Unwillingly the slave’s face filled with sadness at the request. Gently he leaned out and gave a kiss to the soles of his feet. They were smooth but thick skinned showing off that Simon had been a hard worker all his life most likely on his feet all day from the service industry.

“Come on now slave I know that you can do better then that. Unless you want to go without food?”

Looking at his soles the toy closed its eyes and licked them one at a time slathering his tongue up and down the meaty foot covering them with saliva. Simon’s head fell back and Moaned loudly from the sensation of his slaves tongue gliding over this soles and in between each toe. Satisfied Simon said.

“Ok, you can stop slave. Very good job. Now for your reward.”

Bring his foot over to his hand he grabbed a piece of roasted chicken and placed it in between his toes and brought it back to the toys face. Wiggling his toes the smell of the roasted chicken made the slave salivate and drool like a one of pavlov’s dogs.

“Open and eat. Make sure to lick up the juices too cause if my feet are not clean I will add to your punishment.”

Opening his mouth Matt greedily engulfed his toes using his tongue to work the piece of chicken out from between them and sucked as he pulled the chicken out. He chewed on the chicken it was so tender and bursting with flavor. His hunger instincts kicked in licking Simons soles for the oil and juices that leaked out. Piece by piece Matt was feed using his Masters feet. Simon enjoyed not just watching his slave completely humiliate itself but the feeling of his tongue on his thick soles was mind blowing. Simon was more then satisfied with his slaves behavior and his soles were completely licked clean. Setting his feet down he pulled his slave closer to him and begun to feed the slave the remaining food. Rolling up the pasta in a fork he fed his slave like a baby.

“Don’t get use to this slave, but do enjoy this moment. Your food will very rarely consist of this stuff, in my opinion I think it’s a waste on a toy like you, this is people food not fag food.” He smirked.

Matt savored the meal with each bite taking his time to chew swallowing it with sadness that he may never get to taste it again. After the meal Simon used the same cloth as before and cleaned his toy up. Grabbing a bottle of water he attached a teat to the end of it. It looked like one of those bottles that famers use to feed baby calf's. The slave sucked on the teat drinking down the water feeling it rehydrate him after so long. Midway through Simon pulled it back out and held a small cup and said.

“Open.”

Opening its mouth Simon threw in some more pills and stuck the bottle back in its mouth and watched it obediently drink it all. He checked in its mouth to make sure that it swallowed every pill.

“There we go, all done!”

“We have a few things to do before we wrap things up.”

Wheeling it back out of the Master bedroom Simon places the slave back in front of the mirror. The slave watches as Master is moving around in the back. He grabs a large whiteboard and starts to write on it. Placing the white board on the ground the slave reads.

It is just a faggot slave, it lives its life in service of Master Simon. It is unworthy of the time and attention that Master gives it. It will live its life obeying and submitting to Master as this is the only way it can repay the generosity that Master gives it. Because it is just a dumb faggot it deserves to be punished and will accept all that Master so graciously gives it. It will follow Masters rules.

1.)     It will never speak.

2.)     It is no longer a person, just an object, a toy.

3.)     It will learn to live in bondage.

4.)     It will be a pain pig.

5.)     It will give its holes and body to satisfy Master sexually.

Punishments:

20 spankings

20 Ball slaps

5 hours rimming

Scared to speak, the toy just shakes its head no and starts to cry again. Walking behind it Simon massages his scalp and coos at his dumb crying faggot.

“Oh come on, toy. Stop this crying. You need to learn to accept this I know that in that little faggot brain you think that maybe you can get away but I can assure you that you won’t. That is why I wrote this down and everyday you will read this and hopefully drill it into that dumb brain that you deserve this.”

Matt shakes his head no.

“Please don’t do this to me. Please let me go.” Pleaded Matt with tearful eyes.

Simon was displeased, erasing the white board he added 20 to each category of punishments and added an hour for rimming.

“Fuck, please don’t do this I’ll give you anything just let me go!”

Doubling the numbers again he smiled at his toy.

“I don’t want to do this! You can’t do this to me I am a person not your plaything you fucking freak!”

Doubling the numbers again he didn’t mind playing this game with his toy. Matt stopped talking and just sat there sobbing like a frantic little girl. Simon watched and waited for the slave to stop. After a few minutes Matt stopped crying sitting there, his nose running with red eyes. With the cloth from earlier Simon wiped its eyes and cleaned its nose.

“Good Toy. Now for your training.”

Releasing the slave from the seat he left the thigh and ankle restraints on watching the slave waddle on the tips of his toes trying to get balance. Its balls swung in the air with each step.

“Go fetch daddies slippers, fag. There in the bedroom.” Ordered Simon.

Slowly heading to the room the slave focused on standing then waddled into the room and stopped at the slippers. Kneeling down it bent over and picked them up with its mouth got back up and walked back to its Master. The slippers reeked of leather and feet breathing through his nose. Leaving them at his feet Master Simon spoke.

“Don’t get up. Every time you bring something to me or see me for the first time you will keep your head on the floor until I give you permission to get up. Understood?”

The slave nodded its head yes.

“Now kiss Masters feet to say thank you, fag.”

Kissing his feet Matt felt utter humiliation and defeat at the hands of his new found Owner. Simon put on his slippers and spoke.

“Get up slave.”

Clipping its leash he walked it back into the room and started to undress. He helped his slave onto the bed and flipped it over on tis back. Simon got on top of it and started to kiss his slave passionately forcing his tongue down his slaves throat. After few minutes he stopped and grabbed a few things bring them to the bed. Unlocking the posture collar it is replaced with a smaller collar, both the shock pad and the tags are transferred over the new collar. He replaced the black silicon teat with his frozen piss and proceed to regag his slave locking it back into place. Looking over his slave he grabs a black wide strap with loops at the end of them and places one on the slaves knee threading the strap behind its head with the other end around the opposite knee. He grabs a pillow that is placed behind the neck and head providing extra support.

Matt’s heart is racing realizing that Simon was about to fuck him for the first time. He was still a virgin at the age of 23 and never really having a sexual experience before this would be all new territory. Looking up at Simon his hairy chest highlighted his pecs with a dark brown happy trail leading down to his thick 7 ½ inch cock. He poured a generous amount of lube onto his hands and started working his fingers inside of Matts ass.

“Fuck you are so tight, we will need to loosen that up a bit more before I can fit my cock in.”

Matt groaned and squealed like a pig as he worked his finger deeper.

“You gotta relax some more otherwise your going to have a rough time.”

“imagine your taking a shit and relax your hole some more.”

Simon looked at his slaves face blush a bight red as his grabbed more lube. The mixture of the burning sensation as well as Simon thick finger was driving him crazy.

After some time Simon had managed to get a finger in.

“Fuck, there we go. Good toy let Master in don’t try to fight it.”

He wiggled his finger around twisting and slowly going in and out loosening up the slaves hole even more. Then Simon goes in deep turning his palm up he presses against the prostate looking at his slaves face. Matt’s eye widen as a sensation of pleasure sweeped over him suppressing the pain. His dick shot up as veins throbbed with lust from his touch. Gently Simon massaged his prostate he could feel the slaves body relaxing from the pleasure. Precum oozed out of the fat head.

“Good toy, you see how good your Master will make you feel? I am going to spoil you with my cock and eventually you’ll be so loose that I can just stick my cock inside without having to work your hole like this.”

“Such a horny little fucker. Look at how much your enjoying this. I knew you were a fag the moment I saw you.”

He watched the slave’s eyes roll back from the new sensation.

“That’s it toy, keep relaxing and let daddy in. You know you want to, that’s what every little cock sucking slut wants.”

Matt tried to fight the feeling of inferiority but the brutal assault on his prostate and ass was too much. A feeling of shame and ecstasy flooded his mind while Simon continued to ram his finger up his hole.

“Now, let’s keep going cocksucker.”

Simon adds his second finger and starts the process over again slowly working in his fingers stretching out his slave’s hole. Adding in more lube he works the hole over for several minutes taking extreme pleasure in the reactions of his slave’s face. Then pop! Both fingers are now inside poking and prodding at Matts prostate.

“Fuck, look at that greedy little hole. Keep it open toy look at how daddy’s fingers are making your cunt sing.”

He grabs his slaves hard pulsing dick and strokes it while he violates his slaves’ hole.

“Dirty little fucker, you kept saying “no, please. Don’t do this.” But look at you now. A dumb little whore squirming and begging daddy to keep playing with its hole.”

Hearing every word Matt couldn’t react or acknowledge to what he was saying. His whole body was hijacked by the feeling of pleasure provided by his Master. Removing his fingers Simon lubed up his cock and squeezed into the slave’s tight hole.

“Oh FUCK! You are SO TIGHT my toy. It took you no time at all to warm up to Masters cock. Greedy little piggy.”

Matt screamed from Master’s thick cock stretching his hole wider. His screams muffled by the gag as Simon thrusted slowly working open his hole. Simon managed to find his prostate again and pinned his slaves’ legs down to the side increasing his speed. The pain melted away with every thrust Matts hole forced open now wanted more.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Worthless cocksucker. You want more of Master’s cock, huh?”

Grunting and groaning, the slave couldn’t speak but its body relaxed. It was true, it wanted more. Harder and deeper each stroke massaged the toy’s prostate. Its dick still hard slapping its stomach leaked precum like a broken faucet.

“Everyday you are going to be fucked hard and rough. You are going to learn to accept this and always be ready for Master. Eventually, you are going to beg me to fuck you. I will make you into an even bigger cum slut. Always horny, always hungry for daddy’s cock. Hungry for Master’s seed.”

Never stopping once, as he spoke into his slaves ear he smiled and laughed.

“This feels so fucking good.”

Wrapping his arms around his toy his pace quickened as he went deeper and deeper into its hole. Simon let out a loud grunt.

“AAARRGGGGGG, FFFFUUUUUCCCKK!!!!”

Matt could feel the warm liquid of cum implanted deep into his ass. Twitching inside as more and more ropes of cum filled his cum slut. Simon was sweating and hot lying on top of his toy heaving and panting. Slowly Simon got up and leaned his hands onto the slave’s stomach leaning back to catch his breath. He fondles its thighs, cock and balls. Still inside his cock twitches. He releases the restraints on its knees. The slave’s head falls backwards looking up. Simon noticed that the slave was breathing heavily. Slowly he pulls out of its hole listening to it groan and moan as its hole is still gaping and red from his assault.

“Good, no blood.” Simon remarks checking the slime covered messed covering his cock.

He grabbed and towel and cleaned himself up and his slave’s hole. Pulling out a plug he lubes it up generously and stuffs it into its hole. The slave grunted from plug.

“This is now a new part of your uniform; you will wear it everyday when I am not fucking you.”

The plug had a narrow-tapered neck that allowed Matt to relax but it curved upwards pushing into his prostate. Matt’s mind was numb, he couldn’t think or move. His body was spent and tired, the wave of pleasure lingered as Matt accepted his plug. Even though he was tired he was still horny.

Wiping up and cleaning the bed Simon stood naked with his cock still hard. His body glistened from the sweat and oil his body produced. Turning on the T.V. again, he walked outside turning off the lights in the dungeon and then the bedroom. The room plunged into darkness as the T.V.’s lights flickered and danced in the darkness. Simon climbed into bed and gently picked up his slave laying it on his chest its head nestled into its Masters neck. He could feel the breathing of his slave slow down relaxing.

“Are you still awake slave?” Speaking softly and rubbing its ass while his other hand massaged its scalp.

It nodded its head.

“Good, are you feeling ok?”

Again, nodding yes.

“Very good, you did very well today, and I am very pleased.”

“It’s been over 15 years since I last had sex and that was well worth the wait. I can’t wait to do it again.” Simon grinned.

“This may come as a surprise, but my wife and I are separating. The kids are old enough now and heading to college soon so after this year we will be finalizing the divorce.”

“Honestly after our second kid I came to the realization that I wasn’t sexually attracted to my wife she is beautiful, but I only married her to make my father happy. Before you came into my life, we were already having problems and it became clear that she wasn’t interested in me sexually, which worked out cause the feeling was mutual.”

“After some years I never looked for anyone else cause I honestly didn’t want another partner or wife. I tried the domestic life and it just wasn’t for me. Looking online I found websites with bondage and Masters & slaves. For the first time I was hard and horny as fuck learning about this life I knew that this was what I wanted.”

“Next thing I know, you came into my restaurant looking for work. Those tight jeans and dress shirt. Under my desk my cock got rock hard as we talked and I knew from that moment that I would make you mine. Every day I waited and planned for this. Looking into your life, asking questions about what you wanted to do, who you were, any personal info I could get my hands on without letting you know what I wanted to do to you.”

“You were so honest and naive, it’s like you wanted this to happen!” Simon laughed.

“Now you are mine forever, everyday I will train you and care for you. This will take some adjustment, but you will learn. After all you don’t have a choice on the matter and after today I know that you want this too.” Simon leaned his head back and started to snore.

Matt listened to the words of his Master but didn’t cry or feel scared. Still reeling in from getting fucked his mind was slowly coming back into the present. Even though he was forced into this he wanted more. Laying on his Master he could smell his musk mixed with cologne, feeling his hands wrapped around his body. His eyes fluttered as he faded into unconsciousness. Damn, Simon was right. He did enjoy this and he wanted more.