That is Exactly What I Did.

object suffered in darkness until after dinner before I brought him upstairs to the shower to wash him then flushed his ass and guts out. Gallons of foam washed his filth down the drain. He was so grateful
for the warmth of the shower and my attention. His little yellow dog Tommy waited impatiently outside of the shower for his boy to give him attention. I brought the boy out to watch a movie with the family. He made a feeble attempt to worship my feet but slipped into deep sleep surrounded by heaps of white canine fur who were all snoring loudly. I covered the boy with a blanket and left him sleep. Tommy lifted his snout to watch me then placed his chin on the boys face and closed his eyes.

Things didn't work out as I planned. I'd been fondling my cock all day thinking of taking the object to bed with me to fuck him and then fall asleep still inside of him. He looked so beautiful and vulnerable laying there amidst his adoring k-9 elite guard puppies that I couldn't bear to disturb them.  I had a great horny day, I'll just finish it off giving pleasure to myself.

Laser Fair

It's a bad attempt at a joke.

It was stubble removal day so out came the laser hair removal toll. I boldly removed his eye brows, (with a razor). Object tells me that he enjoys being smooth as a baby's ass and didn't even mind having his eyebrows shaved.

He has kept his head shaved because it reminds him to be humble and now, because he is submissive and slave. This is a fact to him that no longer needs reinforcement.

He has found a way to work out without the use of the gym. To keep boredom to a minimum he does various forms of sit-ups, crunches, planks, push-ups and deep knee bends. We added ranch labor to his physical activities. Butch has gotten into the spirit of the boys objectification by making do hard labor and smacking his ass when he slows down. Daniel is the object's alpha as well. The object loves his situation, you can see it in his eyes. I love it too. He drops to his knees when I am near. I use him and then walk away feeling satisfied and happy that his objectification is working out well.


Rick,
My slave gets physical affection as he normally would. I could never deny him that. He responds to every touch in his normal way even when he is bound. His personal energy is so strong that you can't miss his intention or affection. He is almost magical.

Second Trip in the Box

We're a day or two behind on our game schedule but life can't be all play and no work.

I spent 18 hours in The Bondage Box after Master tenderized my ass and upper legs with a flogger.
It made for an interesting feeling when the leather started to dampen with my salty sweat. I was restrained in the box wearing just my birthday suit and a gas mask. A catheter drained away piss.

Large body movement was impossible but I could wiggle my finger and toes.

I think I slept through most of the 18 hours because it seemed to pass quickly and I feel energetic today.

I'm going to be work out od doors today with Butch, Daniel and a Vigneron who is checking the ranch for places to best grow grapes. I'm not totally convinced that I want to do it. At one point, I thought there are too many wineries but I'm reading that the demand is constantly rising. We have an existing cave in which to store wine. We'll see.

The following are pictures that I found on tumbler except the 3rd picture that is from Metalbondnyc.com

 This is actually an art installation in a gallery.

 

 

 

Beat up but exhilarated

How many days was it? It seemed endless but it wasn't quite as horrible as it sounds. There is no draft in that room except air that comes through the ventilation system.

I can't guess why Master decided I needed some "object" time. I've got to tell you that every time I came in to see me that he a rock hard cock with a pre-cum spot in his jeans. The idea of me chained, helpless and completely at his mercy turns both of us into horned up crazy animals.

He beat me with his belt a couple times until I would have done anything to get him to stop and then he'd be so hot that he fucked me in either end. I could piss in the room because there is a drain that flows outside into a stone lined culvert that eventually runs into a creek that eventually runs into the ocean. He let me use the toilet and let me take a shower. He made meal time hard with a dog bowl and my hands restrained behind my back or at my sides. He laughed as he watched me struggle. He said "you make a piss poor dog". Of course the smell of his piss in the bowl made that statement appropriate.

"Our greatest strength lies in the gentleness and tenderness of our heart" - Rumi

Yeah! Being Master's property can be a rough deal but when all is said and done...

It's dinner time and I need to be with my family then spend some serious time in the hot tube with Master and a glass of red wine.

 

 

Lock Down

My slave is in lock down tonight. He's chained to the wall by his left ankle in a cool pitch black room. He's gotten nothing to do but curl up and sleep.

Crazy Stuff and visiting slave

I came out of the shower all fresh after fuck and giz.  Master handed me a box that came UPS some time ago. It contained a black and white and orange prison uniforms. Yahoo! Inmate was emblazoned on the back and down the legs. Canvas shoes complete the uniform.

A guy named Steven came up the drive to play slave for a week. Not again… this happens every now and then but they never want what they think they want and leave early.

Master and Christian “entertained” him while I went to my studio to work. I got onto the Internet for a while to do some shopping for myself. I bought a couple kilts and all the kit that goes with them and then found a site called Utilikilts that makes kilts for work. I guess I went a little mad with the American Express card. Kilts are really hot looking. Here are the catalogue pictures.

 

Gratuitous cute picture from the web that came up when I did a search for kilts.

Fire Fighters Memorial Kilt

Heather Kilt

Utilikilt

Gladiator kilt that I ordered from Ebay UK last week. Master wear kilts from time to time. His monster v-shape funneling into a gladiator kilt drives me horny to my wits end.

Gratuitous picture from the web of the way I would like to play today, but I know Master is occupied in other ways today.

Master came to the studio to summon me. I hadn’t gotten started painting at that point. The visitor was standing at ease in the middle of the room. Master ordered me “at ready”. I squatted with one leg kneeling and the other foot flat on the floor, waiting to respond to his next order. He signaled me to squat with my hands crossed behind my back. It is a position that he prefers over kneeling because I am at his crotch height and ready to serve him orally if he chooses to use me.  He ordered Steven to do the same. Steven's leg muscles started to give out. His entire body began to tremble and he eventually fell to his knees.

Master ordered me to stand with my hands above my head and turn slowly so that Steven could see the brand on my ribs and mirroring tattoo. Master told Steven to inspect my Groethal Chastity Device and feel its weight. My wrists are still red from playing yesterday and my back still bares the marks and scares from previous beatings. Master stood up and wrapped his hands around my face and neck, blocking my breath until I nearly passed out. He held me so that I wouldn’t fall then turned me around on put his mouth over my mouth and nose, once again blocking my breath. He held me in his arms as I faded.

Master directed Steven to respond to the question”, if you became a slave, would you give yourself to me without limits as my slave has?” then told him he had better think about it seriously during his stay.

After I recovered he ordered me to stand at quiet, meaning that I stand at ease with my nose touching the wall. It is bondage without physical restraints that is more restrictive than physical bindings.

Master ordered Steven to stand at quiet next to me. Master and Christian left to do other things.

Steven was quiet for a while then wanted to talk.  I stood without responding to him and he finally got the message. Master made me stand there until Pete announced lunch. He left Steven standing. He told Steven that he was being punished for talking while at a quiet position so he would not be invited to lunch.

I went to work after lunch while Steven stood at quiet for most of the afternoon before he was called in to Master’s office.