By Piglett

Chapter 5

The walk of discovery.

I stand up and put out my hand. He takes it. I lead him off and we walk for a while. Under the railway through the tunnel and back up and along the path towards the reed beds.

I look at him saying, “I want to go smell what the water is like by the beds. They have flooded them and it is my guess it will be stagnant and they have closed off the boardwalk. I asked one of the volunteers at the old pump house.”

He pulled me close. “Are you always this organised boy?” he asked.

I nod. “Well, I wanted to know where was safe to do my walk and run yesterday Boss,” I said.

He nods. We walk down the ramp towards the boardwalk. I stop us both. I bend over and touch the wet ground. I hold it in front of him and say, “Sniff gingerly Boss.”

He does. He starts to retch a bit. “Boy we are not going to go any further,” he said.

I let him go and run back up the ramp and when I got to the top I wiped my hands on the grass. He was close behind me.

“Stay down there boy,” he said.

He undoes his fly’s and drops his jeans. “I need a piss, get my dick back down your throat boy.”

In one swift move I have swallowed his dick. I relax and feel him filling my belly. I hum with delight. He withdraws and pulls up his jeans.

“Thank you Boss,” I said.

He nods at me. “I am a bit pissed off boy,” he said.

I start laughing. He growls and snaps at me. “What boy?”

I grin saying, “I am a bit pissed in.”

He starts to laugh and visibly relaxes. “Good one boy,” he said. “I wanted to order you out of your gear and then get you to crawl after my boots.”

I leap up and grab his hand. “Come on Boss,” I said.

I run back along the path we have just come along and down the hill almost back to where the tables are. I take the path through the trees and bushes. I stop and point at the railings. “The path along beside the fence is well muddy at the moment Boss. And you are much fitter than I assumed. You are hardly out of breath,” I said.

He smiles. “I run a few kilometres every morning before I get going,” he said.

He walks to the fence and disappears.

I take the opportunity to lean against a tree and get my joggers off and my basketball shorts too. I take off the jacket as well and fold them over a tree’s branch. I unzip one of the inside pockets and pull out a roll of water-resistant light over trousers and a zip up jacket with a hood. The fabric is so soft and lightweight but if very robust too. I put them over the branch too. I get down on all fours and wait. I hear him coming from behind. I shuffle round and look up at him.

“Up boy and follow me,” he said.

I get up and follow him running. I have my legs quite wide so as not to bang my ball weight on my thighs. He stops by the fence. “I have had a recon boy. It is a great muddy pathway. I think it would be a silly thing, with your piercing, to want you on my boots boy,” he said.

He wanders towards me and stops next to me. I hand him the nip clamps and the metal pegs. He nods and puts them in his pocket. I stare at his boots and my mouth begins to water.

“But you can still slither through the mud now for me boy,” he said.

I look up at him and smile. He grins down at me. I crawl to the middle of the path and I hear him close behind me. He kicks my balls hard. “Get going boy.”

He kicks them hard again. I fall forwards and slither along the path. I roll over on my back looking up at him and smile as I am pushing myself along with my legs. I roll over again and get on all fours and keep crawling. He kicks my balls hard. “Fucking move it pig.”

I crawl faster but he still keeps kicking my balls. He hurts me badly and I scream a yelp. I leap up and sprint. I get back to the tree and get the hex key out and start to undo the ball weight. I take off both halves and put them back together. I wipe it on the grass then put it back in the zip pocket with the keys. I start scraping my body from the neck down to get as much mud off as I can. I don’t want to look at my balls.

He walks towards me slowly. “Rupe talk to me please,” he said.

I am still crying and point to my eyes. I gasp another huge breath in. “Something is wrong with my balls Tim, badly wrong. I dare not touch them they so hurt,” I said.

He turns his mobile’s light on. He looks. “Keep still Rupe you have a thorn or something stuck in you. I am going to take it out. You hold the light,” he said.

“No Tim, let me look first,” I said.

I look down and see what he was talking about. I gently feel the end and slowly pull it out. Fortunately, it was not deep. “I want to let it bleed out and get the wound clean. Thank you Tim. Are you ok?” I asked.

He looks up at me. “I want to just put a tissue on it gently Rupe, ok?” he asked.

I nod. “Good idea,” I said.

He tears off a piece of tissue and touches it onto my sack and the light goes out. “I need to get my thin waterproofs on my top and get a jacket on. I am going into shock,” I said.  I slip on the top and zip it up and put my jacket over it and zip it up. He is standing in front of me.

“Tell me what you need or what I can do please Rupe,” he said.

I have stopped crying and the pain in my balls is going away from nasty sharp to dull and manageable. I lift up one leg and slide my boot into the waterproof trousers. Then I get the other one in and gently pull them up. “I want to go home and get cleaned up properly. I think a slow walk should be fine Tim,” I said.  I look at him and smile.

He looks very serious. “I am going to call for an Uber,” he said.

I shake my head. “Please don’t; I want to stay standing, not sitting Tim,” I said.

He nods. “Sorry Rupe I am not thinking properly. I am so sorry Rupe,” he said.

I nod. “Tim stop wallowing in self-indulgent remorse. We have to get going and thank you for your apology,” I said. I grin at him.

He smiles and nods. I put my jogger bottoms over my shoulder and start to walk back towards the path. “A good night out all in all don’t you think Tim?” I asked. I grin at him.

He grins back and says, “Well apart from the puncture, yes indeed Rupe.”

He takes my hand and squeezes it gently. We walk back along Coppermill lane slowly and as we get to the playing fields and the streetlights he starts to laugh. “What now Tim?” I asked.

He takes out his mobile and taps it a few times then holds it up and I hear the click of a cam. He turns it round and shows me. We both start giggling. “I look like the monster from the slimy path of doom. Please send me that one it’s a classic,” I said. I grin and he taps a few more things on his phone. I feel mine vibrate.

“You did not answer me properly when I asked if you were alright earlier Tim,” I said.

He looked over at me. “What do you want to know?” he asked.

I let it hang in the air for a moment. “I find it difficult when I have to cope with a surprise. It may be the shock but it’s also the surprise. I am alright now though and thank you for asking. I want to help you get clean and stay with you if that is ok?” he asked.

I took hold of his hand and held it as we turned off Coppermill Lane into Edward Road. After we had walked quietly for a while I say, “Thank you Tim. I would like that. Do you have any plans for tomorrow?”

He gently squeezes my hand. “Nothing special just the usual Saturday chores and garden bits. I have a Waitrose delivery on Sunday morning at seven. The rest of the time is my own. I have had some thoughts about you being on my bondage table and groaning a lot but more of a daydream than a plan,” he said. He grinned at me.

I smiled back at him. “I like the sound of your daydream and turning it into a plan could be a good thing to do over tea after I am all cleaned up,” I said.

We turn right onto Courtnay Road. “I am going to rinse off in the garden and rinse out the waterproofs and leave them on the washing line. Then I will have a shower as usual. Are you feeling a bit better now?” I asked.

He looks at me and smiles. “Yes thank you boy. You are an unusual sub even wounded you want to know I am alright. That is a very caring quality in a sub and I am proud of you,” he said.

I smile at him and kiss his temple. “Thank you Boss. It is easy to obey and care for you because you are a very civilised sadist,” I said. I grin at him.

We get to Blackhorse Road and use the crossing. The traffic is busy as usual for a Friday night. “Hey thanks boy I like that. A civilised sadist,” he said.

He starts to laugh and I join in. We turn into my street. “I am glad we are nearly back to your home boy,” he said.

I nod. “Me too Boss. Despite the accident I had a great time though so thanks again,” I said.

He grins at me and he has a glint in his eye. “What Boss?” I asked.

He grins even more. “Well, it’s not late,” he said.

I get my keys out as we get near my house. I push the gate open and then unlock the door, click the lights on and wander in. He closes the door behind me.

I take my jacket off and put it on the table and unlock the French windows and then the backdoors too. I get out and into the garden. I take my boots and socks off, slide my waterproofs off my legs and top. Turn the mixer tap on and take the hosepipe and press the trigger on the nozzle. I wait a few minutes and the water runs warm. I rinse the waterproofs carefully and put them to drain on the washing line. I rinse and rub myself till I am as clean as I can get.

“Would you like me to do your back boy?” he asked.

I nod. He takes the nozzle gun and with his leather gloved hand rinses and strokes my back and he spends a bit too much time tickling my asshole. “There you go boy, much better,” he said.

I click the water off and hang it back up. Grab my socks and follow him back indoors. I wander towards the bathroom, grabbing a towel off the shelf outside and get into the bathroom. He sits on the toilet and smiles at me. I turn the shower on, grab the hanging chain handle, step into the bath, grab the sponge wetting it, pump shower gel onto it and foam myself up. I take my collar off and wash it rinse it and put it back on. I grab the back brush, wet it pump some more shower gel onto it and scrub my back, feet and toes holding onto another chain for support and finally my hands and nails. I rinse it off and hang it back up. I have a good rinse and step out and dry myself off. I examine my ball sack. I apply Sudocrem to the wound gently just to make sure any nasty bugs get killed. I moisturise then oil myself and notice him; he had a boner which he is stroking slowly.

“You horny fucker,” I said.  I grin at him. “Please stay there. I will be back in a few moments,” I said.

I wrap the towel round myself and run out. I run to my dressing room, grab my knee pads, slip on some leather chaps and a bar waistcoat, put six metal pegs across my nips and run back to the bathroom. I drop to my knees and swallow his boner and start to work his cock. He starts moaning. “Fucking excellent boy,” he said.

He holds my head with his hands on either side of it but still allows me to move rhythmically on him. He leans back against the cistern. “I want you rimming my hole boy. I washed out a few times so I’d be clean for your tongue. You will learn how to rim your new top’s asshole boy,” he said.

I feel him starting to cum. I take his balls and gently jerk them down a bit. He shoots down my throat. I slowly swallow and move him deep down my throat and wait. I feel him filling my belly and I relax. I slowly raise my head up cleaning his cock as I go making sure every last drip of piss is sucked out of him. I roll his foreskin back over his cock’s head and suck the end of his foreskin as I let him leave my mouth. I look up at him. I feel a huge grin moving across my face.

“You learn quick don’t you boy. That was a most excellent blow job. Thank you boy,” he said.

I look at him and feel myself blushing. “I am now looking forwards to learning how you like your asshole rimmed Boss,” I said.

He smiles and sits up. “Stand up boy please,” he said.

I stand and he sees I have a boner. “Gese boy, you really are a big fucker,” he said.

He reaches up and takes the middle peg off both my nips and replaces them with the nasty nip clamps he brought. They are vertical once again and he squeezes them hard and I feel the teeth biting into my nips. The pain shoots through me. I breathe in very deeply and my dick starts to pulse. He swallows a good half of it and works the end in his throat. I moan and shoot a load into him. I stroke his head gently. “Thank you Boss, thank you loads Boss, oh fuck yea,” I said.

He is sliding up and down my cock and swallowing it deeper and deeper into his throat. He is relentless and I am enjoying it immensely. He reaches up and tugs the nip chain hard a few times. I feel my dick pulse. He starts to wank me with his mouth and throat. He gasps in air on every stroke. He reaches up with both hands and twists the pegs on my nips and I moan. I can’t help myself I hold his head firmly and fuck his throat in long, deep slow thrusts. He is moan humming and breathing ok too. I feel my balls twitching; I let his head go and I start to unload he bangs his head against my tummy. I pulse down his throat. He slowly pulls off me sucking every last drip of cum as he releases me.

“Kneel boy,” he said.

I do, as he gazes into my eyes. He slowly takes the clamps off my nips and the pegs off from either side of them too. He starts to massage them roughly. I squirm and start to breathe so deeply. “Boss that so fucking hurts,” I said.  He grabs handfuls of my pecks too and slowly slides his hands’ grip forwards squeezing blood back into them. I smile at him “Thank you,” I said.

He nods. “Now boy you are going to put them back on and I have the rest of the pegs you gave me too,” he said. His face develops a huge grin. “And I want a commentary too. Then you are going to go and prepare your bedroom and I am going to sit on your face. You can play with yourself in anyway you want. If you do well boy my dick will be hard and then I want you to not cum and stop wanking. Do you understand boy?” he asked.

I nod. “Do you have any questions?” he asked.

I nod again. “Yes boy,” he said.

“When I go upstairs may I wait till you are there and then slide my plug up my asshole Boss, then put the clamps and stuff, with you watching please?”

He nods. I grin and leg it upstairs.

I close the venetian blinds and put the low lights on. I look round and see that all is tidy. I get the plug out with the tub of Mr B’s Fist Lube, the nip clamps and the new nasty pegs I bought on impulse. I hear him walking up the stairs. I stand in my sub pose, legs apart, hands behind my back and my head bowed looking down.

“Very good boy,” he said.

He sits on the bed and shuffles back a bit. “Start boy,” he said.

I take a step forwards. “Thank you Boss,” I said.

I open the tub of lube and get my plug. “It is a soft silicone bendy plug and I will be using a very slimy type of lube as my asshole has not been used after my procedures,” I said.

I put some lube on the plug smearing it all over. I put some more lube on my two fingers, turn and push them deep inside. “I like to feel round and check if my hole is fine and it is Boss,” I said.

I slide the plug into place very slowly. “It feels ok and comfortable now Boss so I will leave it there. It feels a bit cold with the lube too which makes my ass clamp onto it more. It is soft enough for me to do my ass exercises which is good in two ways. One; it gets my muscles up there fit and strong again and two, I have a new chum who likes me working his cock when he fucks me. I want to make sure he is getting excellent pleasure and enjoyment as I serve him,” I said.

I kneel down and get the nip clamps he gave me. “These nip clamps have good teeth and a strong spring and are very painful, as you know Boss. As they were on vertically last time I will put them on horizontally this time with the chain on the outer sides so it is kept more taught and a smaller movement will result in more pain,” I said.

I pull my nip head out and put them on with a deep inhale of breath and mutter obscenities. “As I was originally trained to be quiet I tend not to speak or make loud noises,” I said.

I pick up the line of metal pegs. “These are called super-pegs and are made for very windy places to hold laundry onto a line firmly. I bought them on impulse to try them on myself,” I said.

I put them down and pick up the wide white ones. “These are pegs from Robert Dyas and have round wide rough vinyl pads that are non-slip and have jaws not springs. They are relentless and make a dull soft nasty pain that takes a while to grow. They are a good counter to the loss of sensation as blood leaves from most of the depressed areas of flesh,” I said.

I put them down and pick up a line of metal clamp pegs. “These are craft and model making clamps. They have an extremely tight holding spring and two hard plastic grippers. They tend to slide themselves off very slowly and crush flesh rather than dent it. I also have a bucket of traditional wooden pegs too for a more traditional style of use and pain. These happen to be up here the others are stored in the roof Boss,” I said.

I look up for the first time quickly to look at him. I put the line of them down and pick up the new ones. “I am going to use the new ones now as they hold well and are very nasty indeed. My nips have lost a bit of pain so I will work the clamps first,” I said.

I squeeze the clamps so the teeth dig in more and wince. I then pull them sideways away from me. I gasp in air. “The pain has returned and is making my heartbeat faster and my breathing is increasing too. I like these clamps very much they are nasty without being brutal,” I said.

I pinch the skin on either side of the clamps and put four metal super-pegs onto myself and mutter and moan a bit too. “Fuck that’s nasty Boss but very stimulating. I am going to pinch above the clamps to feel if there is some skin loose enough to put the white pegs on. There is so I put the white pegs radiating away from the top of the clamps,” I said.

I feel tears running down my cheek. “I will do the same for my other nip now Boss and it is becoming more difficult to maintain being coherent when commenting,” I said.

I put the pegs on in a similar radiant pattern. I get on the bed and turn round and put my head flat on the bed with a pillow under my neck so it keeps my head back a bit.

“Boss, bpp as your seat awaits to give you pleasure by rimming your asshole please. Thank you for allowing me to get plugged and clamping my nips; which are fucking agony, right now. I am attempting to obey you as best as I know how. The name bpp is such a good pun to do with piss and almost an onomatopoeia too,” I said. I grin.

He moves and stands on the bed and lowers himself down slowly. He gets his asshole onto my mouth. I gently move his ass cheeks apart and start slobbering and licking his ring. I suck my drool off his asshole and start to slide my tongue up his hole. I keep slobbering and licking him between thrusts of my tongue. I feel him starting to moan. I slide my hands round his ass and onto his crotch. I slowly start to stroke his cock and play with his balls. As I am stroking his cock I am also pushing my tongue up his hole and sucking deeply to get his ring unfurled.

“Oh fuck boy that’s so fucking great. You talented pervert,” he said.

He moans and I slowly speed the strokes up. His ass starts to twitch and I start to nibble his ass ring after sucking on it with every stroke. He is near to cuming; I start to squeeze his balls together and he starts to pulse and unload. He moans. “Excellent boy, fucking excellent boy, yea!” he said.

He pulls his ass cheeks apart and stays sitting on my mouth. He tugs on the nip chain and I yelp up his ass. He starts moving and tapping the pegs and I start screaming up his ass. Every time I try to move my mouth away he pulls his ass cheeks apart and slithers his asshole over my mouth. He starts slapping the pegs left and right and along their lines. It so hurts. I scream and scream up his ass. He removes all the pegs very quickly and I keep screaming and gasping for breath. He tugs the chain last I feel myself cum. He takes them off and I yelp and start blubbering and moving my head all over the place to get air. He lifts one cheek. “There you go boy get a few lung fulls of air,” he said.

He starts punching and roughly rubbing my chest and nips. I keep yelping. He leans forwards and starts to suck my cock and a few moments later I shoot a wad in his mouth. “You’re not very salty boy but well tasty,” he said.

He gets off me and stands next to the bed. “You are such a masochist. It is the pain makes you cum. Well nice boy, you are so compliant too,” he said. He grins down at me.

I am still panting and crying a bit. I sniff hard swallowing a load of phlegm and try to speak but only a gurgle and a burp comes out. He starts laughing and so do I.

“Get up boy, tidy up then make the bed. I am going to strip in your dressing room,” he said.

He wanders out. I get busy and put the pegs back on their carboard strips, take the plug out and wipe it then roll some kitchen towel round it and put everything away and make the bed up.

I run downstairs, clean my teeth, spray my piercing and run back upstairs. I go to my dressing room and strip off leaving my collar, cock ring. “I tidied up and the bed is made,” I said.

I put my hand out and he takes it and pulls me hard towards him and grabs me. He hugs my chest and looks up at me. “You are quite something boy; thank you I really enjoyed your show and the rest of the evening, except the puncture, of course,” he said.

We go back to my bedroom and I get in first and he gets in next to me. “I have left the night lights on so if you get up you can see,” I said.

I pull the duvet over both of us. “Thank you Rupe. I am glad to be next to you. I have missed cuddling more than anything and you are very tactile,” he said.

I snuggle up to him. “That I can relate to. I too miss it and I find cuddling a pillow is just not the same. I sleep on my left side. I got in first so you can get out easily if you need to. If you want a cuddle as you go to sleep that is fine, or if you want to cuddle me that’s fine too,” I said.

He snuggles into me. “I sleep on my left too,” he said.

I turned the lights out.

“Kool Tim, should you want to slide that boner in me and go to sleep I would not mind at all,” I said.

He chuckled a little and slid gently up me. I snuggled backwards and he held me close with one arm under my neck and the other holding my tummy. I heard his breathing change and I knew he was asleep. I drifted off to sleep too. I woke up and looked at the clock; it glowed 03:37. I felt his cock inside me twitching. I pulled the duvet over my head again and worked his cock inside me. After a few moments I felt him cuming. I was just drifting off to sleep again when I heard a tiny whisper.

“Thank you boy,” he said.

To be continued …

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