Gay Male / 18
Collared By Master
I have been with my Master for seven months and He finally claimed me as His slaveboy by collaring me the Friday of Labor Day weekend. I have been wearing a collar since the night we first hooked up but it was a cheap nylon dog collar from a grocery store. I only wore it when I was at his house, which I hated because I loved the way it feels to have it on.
My 'official' collar is made of thick leather, black of course, and has steel studs along it. There's a silver dog tag that says I am property of my Master, hanging from a steel ring which is where my leash attaches. And best of all, it has a tiny lock on it that only Master has the key to. That means no more having to take it off, I get to wear it all the time!
I have a lot of fetishes, like being Dominated by males and being spanked and whipped, but one of my favorites is to be made to do something humiliating. I don't know why but I love being made to do things that I wouldn't do otherwise, like when Master shaved off my pubic hair. I was up on the bath counter, butt-naked, legs spread and watched as He shaved me.
It was crazy because I still had school, which included gym, and I knew the other guys would tease my relentlessly when they saw. I didn't want to show up minus my pubes, but I didn't have a say in the matter, which was what had me grinning the whole time. It had me rock hard and horny for Master's cock, which was swelled up nice big.
The first time I walked into the showers the other guys tore into me, laughing and making jokes at my expense. It was demeaning and humiliating, and turned me on so much I had to cut my shower short; I didn't need to add my getting an erection to it. Luckily, they all decided I had gotten crabs from Rhoda, the school slut, who had given them to a lot of guys. They all congratulated me for banging her, even if I got infested.
I was on my knees, sucking Master's cock in the living room when He presented me with my new, permanent collar. I was so busy sucking I didn't realize he had taken off my collar until He had it off me. I stopped sucking and looked up at Him, scared I was being disowned. But then He held up my new collar and I almost screamed seeing it. I held my chin up so He could put it on, trying hard not to cry.
Once it was on me, I went back to sucking Master's cock, this time really going mad on it. He allowed me to suck him until He got close to cumming, then pulled me off his dick. He attached my new leash, a slender leather on, and took me to bed where He fucked my ass all night, or at least most if it, after using His belt on my bare cheeks. It was like getting a reward for having been collared.
I love my collar. Because it means I am my Master's.
My 'official' collar is made of thick leather, black of course, and has steel studs along it. There's a silver dog tag that says I am property of my Master, hanging from a steel ring which is where my leash attaches. And best of all, it has a tiny lock on it that only Master has the key to. That means no more having to take it off, I get to wear it all the time!
I have a lot of fetishes, like being Dominated by males and being spanked and whipped, but one of my favorites is to be made to do something humiliating. I don't know why but I love being made to do things that I wouldn't do otherwise, like when Master shaved off my pubic hair. I was up on the bath counter, butt-naked, legs spread and watched as He shaved me.
It was crazy because I still had school, which included gym, and I knew the other guys would tease my relentlessly when they saw. I didn't want to show up minus my pubes, but I didn't have a say in the matter, which was what had me grinning the whole time. It had me rock hard and horny for Master's cock, which was swelled up nice big.
The first time I walked into the showers the other guys tore into me, laughing and making jokes at my expense. It was demeaning and humiliating, and turned me on so much I had to cut my shower short; I didn't need to add my getting an erection to it. Luckily, they all decided I had gotten crabs from Rhoda, the school slut, who had given them to a lot of guys. They all congratulated me for banging her, even if I got infested.
I was on my knees, sucking Master's cock in the living room when He presented me with my new, permanent collar. I was so busy sucking I didn't realize he had taken off my collar until He had it off me. I stopped sucking and looked up at Him, scared I was being disowned. But then He held up my new collar and I almost screamed seeing it. I held my chin up so He could put it on, trying hard not to cry.
Once it was on me, I went back to sucking Master's cock, this time really going mad on it. He allowed me to suck him until He got close to cumming, then pulled me off his dick. He attached my new leash, a slender leather on, and took me to bed where He fucked my ass all night, or at least most if it, after using His belt on my bare cheeks. It was like getting a reward for having been collared.
I love my collar. Because it means I am my Master's.
- That's Juicy! 10
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