By Piglett
Friday 30th
Being taken out for a Treat.
I wake up and look at the clock. It glows 04:39. I had slept for a long time. I snuggle down and drift away. I wake up a bit after eight and get up and have a dump, and a very long piss, I then have a wash, clean my teeth, spray my piercing and dry my nose, and make a coffee. Gym day and I am already knackered. I get some gym gear on and get to the gym. I feel as heavy as the weights are. But I persist. I have to get a lot fitter and stronger. I went to the shops on the way home and wandered very slowly. I got in and put stuff away. I just wanted to sleep. I curled up on the bed and slept. It was about four pm when I woke up. I had to stretch lying on the bed. I stared up at the ceiling and thought about what had happened. Surprisingly I was not sore but I did ache a bit and I liked that feeling. I had missed it. I picked up my mobile phone. It had finished its security updates for work stuff and had then shutdown as usual. I switched it on.
It came to life and the text message icon was flashing. I tapped it. It was from Tim. He wanted to go for a walk over the marsh with his gars and me. I thought about it. I was unsure but something in me wanted me to go. I typed a reply saying that I would like it a lot and would be all ready by eighteen hundred hours and we could go for a drink first and chat. Then walk down Coppermill Lane to the Marshes and he was welcome to crash at my house if he wanted to. I heard it chime with a reply. YES bootblackpainpig.
Bootblack Pain Pig. My new scene name from him. I liked it. I texted back with a thumbs up and bpp.
I got up went into the bathroom and started to run a bath with some Epsom salts. I found some shorts and a crazy T-shirt. I ran some hot water into the basin pumped a few pumps off hand wash into the water and dropped my wet razor in. I stirred the water in the bath with the cloth and the sponge and turned the hot tap off. I moistened my beard growth and I covered my head with moisturiser and then shaving foam. I take a few minutes to look in the mirror as I am shaving. I then pull out the plug. I rinsed the razor under the hot water tap and rinse the basin out as well making sure all of the foam and hair have gone down the plughole. I apply One-Shot shower gel to my whole body and get into the bath. I stand up pump some moisturising shower gel onto my sponge and rub myself all over. I sink back into the bath and wallow for a long time lost in the thoughts of yesterday evening. I rinse my head and face using the sponge to suck up water and squeeze it over my head.
I had been told not to get the piercing in my nose wet so I cannot submerge myself as usual. I scrub my toenails and my fingernails too. Making sure they are all clean and do not need clipping. I sink back under the water leaving my nose out and pointed it up towards the ceiling.
My mind would not be still. “Did I know what I was doing. Simple answer: yes but did not know any of the probable outcomes. The possible ones may be more fruitful. Someone to cuddle and snuggle into while falling asleep. A mate to do things with and share adventures or just a movie. This is annoying me.”
I get out of the bath and wipe myself down with my washcloth squeezing the water out of it repeatedly into the bath. Stop thinking and get moisturized, oiled with Jojoba oil, I put my black nylon cock ring back on and slip into some white with black leg trims basketball shorts and slip into the T-shirt. I pull the bath plug out and walk back to my dressing room.
I get the four-centimetre ball weight, two nylon o rings and the gel cushion ring too. I slip the o rings over my balls, undo the weight and slip the lower half in between the o rings and pop the top half over the top. Gently I make sure my scrotal skin does not get pinched and tighten the screw fixing tightly. I then slide my balls as far up as is comfortable and slip the gel ring on to cushion my boys! I then pull them all round moving the skin round them a little looser.
I look in the mirror grinning. I spray my favourite camouflage scent in front of me and walk through it. I look in the mirror and think: “fucking smart pig.” I slip on my black padded waterproof jogging trousers and put the matching jacket on too. I put a couple of silver chains round my neck add my old leather dog collar and get a small woolly black fisherman’s hat on with the bottom of it turned up. I put my black Skmei watch on my left wrist facing towards me. On the right I put a black leather gauntlet band on and pull the cuffs over to my wrists. I put on black military padded socks and put on my black Grinder boots with black laces and lace them up pulling the cuffs of the trousers over the top of them. I get some black leather gloves and put them into my pockets of the jacket. I empty the contents of my bum bag into various inside zip pockets and then stand and look in the mirror. I think I may have overdone the black look though. But it looked ok. More East end thug chav than trendy gay gym bunny. I crack up laughing. I look at the clock and it glows 17:57 at me.
I head for the front door and see a dark outline opening the gate. I open the door and grin at Tim. I take two steps back saying. “Please come in for a moment Tim and push the door closed behind you.” I sink to the floor assuming my sub posture.
I hear the door close and click. “Good evening Rupe.” He puts the tip of his boot under my chin. I lick it slowly and with purpose. “Get up boy and be yourself.”
I bounce up and grab him from above into a hug. “Hi Boss come in and wander around if you want.” I turn and go into the dining room at the back.
I hear him follow. “How are you Rupe?”
I am way fine thanks and a bit bouncy. I slept nearly for twelve hours, thank you Tim and yourself?”
He grinned. “I am absolutely fine, thank you and I too am feeling a bit more up than usual.”
I grin at him. “Please have a wander round. It is a tiny house but I like it. I have a lady staying for a while in my front room but she is out at work and her room is private. I have just sold next door and halved the garden alas, but I did not really have a choice. I mostly live in this room and upstairs. I am babbling I will shut up now.”
I put my head down and my hands behind my back and my feet apart. He came over and felt between my legs and found the ball weight. “Excellent bpp.” He walked past me and looked through the French windows to the conservatory and the doors into the garden. “Nice boy. I see you like plants.” He walked in front of me. “Keep still boy.” He kneed me in the bollocks way hard.
I moaned and whispered. “Thank you Boss.”
He wandered upstairs and into both the rooms. I heard him come back down. He walked through and out the back to the kitchen and bathroom. “Excellent wet room boy. So useful for a pig like you I would imagine.” I felt myself grin. He was standing in front of me again. He lifted my chin and I kept my eyes down. “I was thinking about bringing a lead with me this evening and decided against it. I want to find out how obedient and compliant you are naturally bpp. Let’s go boy. Follow me.”
He left and I followed him out and locked up and put my gloves on. He walked quite quickly to the end of the market. The sun was just setting.
“The clouds are a gorgeous colour this evening Boss.”
He looks round and stops. “Yes boy they are.” He put his arms round me and snuggled into my chest. I held his shoulders with my hand gently on his head. He sighed.
I turn him round gently and pointed towards the glow in the sky and put my arms round him to his chest and put my chin on his head. He relaxed and I felt his head and body rest against me. He held both my wrists. We just stood there watching the sky.
The golden colours turn to deep oranges and then to dark reds. The streetlights start to pop on. “We have a beautiful planet to live on. It is a perfect moment boy, thank you.” He moves away from me and we walk in silence to the bar by the bike stand glass box on St James Street where we had been before. He stood by the bar. I sunk to my lowest submissive pose, with my hands behind my back. I was just next to his right boot’s toecap. He moved it slightly towards me and next to my chin. I started licking it slowly.
“A bottle of Peroni and a Guinness please Marcus. I have some that has not been in the fridge for Rupe, he does not like it cold but he is odd as you are finding out. He is a very nice guy mate too. Up boy.”
I jump up with a grin on my face.
“Thank you Marcus for the endorsement, most kind of you.” He grins at me. “No worries dear.”
I turn to him. “Have you eaten Tim?”
He shook his head. “What do you have to eat this evening Markus?”
“Mum has done two dishes tonight. One is vegetarian, a rich vegetable stew served on fresh wholemeal slice and with an avocado and mixed salad with sweet mayo. And the other is chicken in a sour cream mushroom sauce served with peas and brown rice with steamed broccoli in a vegetable-based cheese sauce and green beans sautéed in coconut oil. I had some it was delicious Rupe. As well as what’s on our usual menu.”
I grin and nod. “Could I have the vegie with some broccoli too please?” He nods. I turn to Tim. “My treat what do you want Tim?”
“The chicken please Marcus.”
He nods. “I’ll bring it over to you when its ready guys.”
“Please send my best wishes to your Mum. A wonderful woman of great strength and kindness.” I nod at him. He nods back and smiles. I pick up our drinks and wander to the table we had before. He moves two tall stools to the table and says, “You are going to sit and tell me about you, with respect to your obedience training and how come you are so compliant or should that be accommodating boy?”
I burst out laughing. “Well, you don’t want much then do you Tim. One of my self states is natural compliance. I am not sure about accommodation though I think that is linked to my kindness. My obedience training was all done with the help of Master G. He was very good at making things simple to obey but with a hint of reward that I got from me doing it. Michael used force and pain liberally and I obeyed mostly out of fear.”
I looked down and was silent. Then I say, “Please don’t ask me more. I want to look forwards not backwards.”
He lifts my chin. “Look at me boy please.” I lift my eyes. “I do not want to upset you and I apologise for asking. I just want to know about you now. You must know you are not an average sort of man Rupe.” He grins at me. He jumps at me and gives me a huge hug. Softly he says: “I am sorry and will not ask again. I can be a bit demanding and bossy at times.”
I start giggling and squeeze him tight and he joins in the sniggering. He picks up my drink and gives it to me. He picks up his own and raises it. “Here is to a new horizon for us both. Cheers boy!”
I lift mine too. I chug several gulps down. He tries to move away but I hold him still. I raise my bottle and say: “Here’s to a newfound chum, Tim. Cheers.” He chinks my bottle with his and drinks loads down too. I finish mine and put the bottle down. Markus comes over with a tray. He puts two plates down and two little bowls as well as a pile of cutlery and two big paper napkins. Tim sits down again. I sort out the cutlery. We start eating. It is a delight of flavours.
“This is excellent Rupe, thank you.”
Marcus is back with a tray and all has been cleared away.
“Please send your Mum my compliments and thank her for a lovely meal. It was excellent.”
Markus nods. “I will Rupe, any desserts guys?”
Tim grins.
“What Tim?” I ask.
“You are moaning on the marshes boy.”
I grin too. “No thanks Markus I will come over and pay. We are going for a walk together.” He wanders away. I go and pay and we walk out and cross the road and walk through the park under the bridge of the railway embankment and turn left onto Coppermill Lane. We walk quickly along the lane past the waterworks and the reservoirs and onto the path across the marsh wildlife reserve. He stops at the picnic tables and sits on one of them.
“Get down and lick my boots clean boy.”
I get on all fours. His boots are a perfect height to lick. I slobber and lick both of the uppers. I so enjoy the taste. I am in a good place lost just washing and sucking and licking his boots clean. As soon as the uppers are well cleaned I raise his leg pushing it up from the back of his ankle. I work my tongue in and round and out of each tread making sure every corner and crevice is well tongue washed. I swap over to his other boot sole and start slobbering and sucking the sole’s drool off and getting my tongue working every tread nice and tongue washed and dried. I look up smiling with my tongue sticking out. He leans forwards and touches the ash snake onto my tongue. He nods and I swallow the ash. “Thank you Boss.”
He is moving his boots around and admiring them. “Good work boy. You were so zoned out and enjoying yourself I noticed. Get your mouth up here boy and finish me off. I want to burn round the back of your neck where you wear your collar.”
I stand up and see his cock standing up and out of his jeans. I get my mouth over his meat and start to suck him real good. I undo my collar and slip it off.
“Good boy.” He opens his legs a bit wider and I get closer to him. As I am working on his cock I feel the heat of his gar on my neck. I start humming and moaning. As I am moving up and down on his cock he holds the gar closer to my neck so when I rase my head I get a burn on the back of my neck. He moves the gar a little every time my head goes up. It hurts and I push my head down real quick and fast. He keeps moving it round incrementally and a little closer too.
I push my hands palms up under his ass. He lifts each side to let me. He moved to the side of my neck and taps my skin with the gar I twitch each time. He does the same to the other side of my neck. I taste a dribble of piss oozing from his cock.
“Do not swallow boy.” He lifts my chin up and slides me off his cock and keeps lifting my chin up till my head is almost as high as it can get. “Open boy.” I open my mouth and he drops the gar into it. I hear the hiss as it is extinguished by his piss. “Close and chew boy.” I do and a huge grin moves over my face. He grins too and says, “You so fucking enjoy it boy. Well done. Swallow.”
I do. “Thank you very much Boss.” I hand him my collar. He puts it round my neck and does the buckle up. He starts to stroke his cock again and I get my mouth down and onto it again.
“Get my balls out and lick them boy.” I comply and also sniff his man scent of warm crotch too. I lap them like a dog in short rapid strokes. He moans and holds his breath. He grabs my head and puts it over his cock and pushes it down hard and fast. I feel him cuming down my throat. He holds my head till I start to get dizzy and then lets me go. I lift my head a little and gasp in a lot of air. I clean his cock making sure his foreskin is down and all is clean. I look up at him and smile saying.
“Thank you Boss. Most excellent. May I stand up please?”
He nods. I stand up and put my hands on the top of my head and stand with my legs apart over his left boot. He kicks my balls very hard. I smile. He kicks them again and keeps kicking them in rapid succession. I start to squirm and moan. He barks. “Keep still boy.” I stand still and go rigid. He aims a blow with the sole of his boots into my belly and I am wind’d and double over and fall backwards. “Get up boy and come back here.” I jump up and am back standing in front of him.
I grin at him. “Thank you Boss.”
“Show me your nips boy.” I undo the jacket. He laughs. I incline my head slightly. “Your T-shirt has hurt me and please on it. Nice one boy.”
I lift the T-shirt over my head. He strokes then with his gloves on. “Were they sore this morning boy?” I feel him move his legs behind me and cross his boots holding my legs tight against the wooden table end.
“A bit Boss and I liked how they felt. I played with them a bit too when I woke up. I put a couple of metal laundry pegs on them when I had my coffee too Boss.” I grinned at him.
He smiles and starts to rummage in his pocket. He takes out a pair of crocodile clamps on a chain. “Open.” I open my mouth and he drapes the chain over my bottom jaw. “Close.” I close my mouth. He works my nips starting with the tips and squeezing them and rolling then between his fingers. He keeps pulling them forwards from the back to the front many times. I hear myself moan. He grabs my pecks and holds them digging his gloves into the muscles and fulls me forwards and gives me a kiss. We smooch for a while and I enjoy his probing tongue very much. He lets me go and he pushes me away.
I rummage in my pockets and pull out two metal pegs from each pocket and offer them to him smiling.
He grins. “How thoughtful boy. Thank you.” He takes them and opens one and closes it again. “And nasty too boy.”
I smile. He starts laughing. “Open.” I open my mouth. He takes the clamps out. “Close.” He puts the first one onto my now sore nip left nip vertically with the chain hanging below it then he does my right nip. He then squeezes the jaws of the clamps very tightly and pulls them forwards and pusses the metal pegs onto the top and bottom of both of the clamps. I wince and start to breathe very deeply. “Feels good eh, Boy?” He grins as he asks.
“Fuck yea Boss and then some.” I grin.
“It’s good for you boy and I enjoy watching your face. He gives the chain a slight tug downwards. I wince and squirm. “Good boy. Now you are going to choose boy. I can give you a good kicking here or we can go for a walk and then I can give you a good kicking by the boardwalk across the reed beds.” He jerks the chain forwards a bit. I wince and moan. “Well boy, answer me?”
A grin grows over my face. “Both please Boss.” He starts laughing.
“You are such a fucking masochist boy and a good choice too. Tell me boy do the leg cuffs of your joggers go over your boots.”
I incline my head a bit. “Yes Boss they do.”
He grins and moves his legs from behind mine. “Zip your jacket back up boy and get on all fours.
I zip up my jacket and as I am pulling it down he punches both my nips and the clamps. I scream and then moan. “Oh wow Boss, thank you.” I feel myself shaking. He punches them both again and this time it is much harder. I scream and fall over backwards and start to cry. He jumps down off the table and stamps on my crotch.
“I said on all fours boy.”
I roll over quickly and get onto all fours. He kicks my legs apart more. He lands several blows with the side of his boot on my ass. I feel him beside me and he kicks my belly several times and he is laughing. “You are so compliant boy.” He lands his boot on my nip and the clamps shoot pain through me. I yelp through my sobbing. He is behind me again. He lands a blow on my balls and I scream and fall forwards. “Up! Now boy.” He shouts walking round to my other side. I push myself up and try to thank him but the sounds came out all wrong. He kicked my belly again several times and then my other nip. I screamed a guttural deep note and a ball of phlegm shot out too. He walked away.
I was shaking and sobbing. I fell on my side and curled up like a wounded animal. I felt wet in my jogger’s legs. I must have pissed myself or shot a load. I was beyond caring. It took me ages to calm down and relax. My breathing had steadied and I got focused enough to feal inside myself. Fortunately, my head was fine and the new piercing was ok. I heard his voice. It was calm and there was no note of command in it at all.
“Rupe please get up slowly and come over here.”
I complied and started to stand, I did not have a choice I had to do it slowly. I looked round and saw him sitting on the table with his boots on the bench seat. He was patting the table next to him. I put my hands down inside my joggers and rearranged my ball weight and the rings next to it giving them more skin so the blood could get more easily to them. I started to walk over to him. I looked up. He was watching me while wanking his obvious boner. I felt my cock twitch and pulse. I sat next to him. He rummaged into his jacket’ pocket.
“Boss, would you like for me to take care of your boner?”
He looked at me. His eyes danced with mischief; even in the low light level of the dull glow of a waning moon behind the clouds which were also reflecting the city’s glow. “I wanted you rested boy.”
I nod. “Thank you Boss. I just have a big urge to service your boner but, I will comply and rest Boss.” I smile at him.
“I have noticed you are very content being a submissive boy.”
I nod my head a few times.
He gets off the table and stands in front of me. “We are going for a walk boy. Come on.” He turns and starts to walk away. I jump down and catch him up. We walk back to the big pathway that was a road but now it is rarely used except by pedestrians, cyclists and the like. We walk in silence up the hill along past the viewing bench seats. He stops and looks out towards the City and Stratford.
I stand behind him and cuddle his shoulders.
He leans back against me. “Rupe, does your cock stay soft for a long time occasionally?”
I grin. “Yes Tim. Mostly when I am unhappy, busy at doing something like work, being at the gym or just doing the garden. Sort of just normal stuff.” I move my hands down and lean forwards a bit and feel his crotch.
“Tim, does your cock stay soft occasionally?” I giggle a little quietly, he joins in. I start to stroke him through his clothes. He moans. I undo his fly and he takes out his cock and balls. I slide round him and onto my knees and slowly swallow his cock. I work his cock head and his piss slit. I swallow it all down and keep swallowing rhythmically. I hum and manage to get some air into my lungs too. I hold his balls with my hand and massage them giving them a simple squeeze to be in sequence with my throats moving action. He moans and grabs both sides of my head and starts to take over the movements and I feel him starting to cum. Just as he unloads down my throat I squeeze his balls and pull them down a bit and hold them still for a few moments. He pushes my head onto his cock and holds me next to his belly with my nose and lips inside the fly of his jeans. “You are going to come on my left boot now boy.”
I lift my cock out and put the elastic top of the joggers under my balls letting the weight hang loose. After just a few strokes I unload onto his boot. “Relax now boy. I will let you breathe when I want you to.”
I go limp and wait. Just as my head started to go woozy he pushes me off his cock but does not let go of my head. I look up gasping in huge lung fulls of air panting. I feel the grin spreading across my face. He starts to grin too. I get hold around his thighs and hug him and pull him towards me. I keep my mouth open and let his soft cock slide down my throat. I don’t suck or swallow or use my tongue. I just let the air rushing past him so he can just feel a little cooler and something very delicate. He sighs and hums a moan.
“That’s so fucking good boy. Well done. Remind me to strap you down and wax you good especially inside your foreskin.” He slowly relaxes his hands and starts to stroke my head tenderly. I gently moan and nuzzle into him. I hum a mmm.
I don’t know how long we were together but it seemed like a long time. He softly pushes me away. I let him go. He turns and sits on one of the bench seats and is still grinning also he is watching me. I roll over and get on all fours and crawl to him keeping eye contact and put my chin on his left knee.
“Thank you.”
He nods. “What do you feel like next boy?”
To be continued …