By ty dehner

Together again! Sir and i are finally together in Chicago. Up to yesterday the three months that past seem to pass very slowly and seemed like a long time to be apart. But after arriving last night and being with him again, i seems like just a day had past.

After a very bumpy flight, Sir met me at the gate with the first of several surprises. He had shaved his head and now had a goatee. He looked awesome! There was a great surprise and was very happy to see. Of course, i was just very happy to see him, period. His smile, his eyes, and with his new look he was even more dominant looking.

Once as his place, i received the stripe command and Sir checked out my progress. When i weight in, my weight was down to 236. As the evening progressed, i think Sir could see some changes in me. i have worked hard at creating these changes and building a better body. There is still a long way to go.

Soon, i gave Sir a bath then a massage. i had never done massage before. So, Sir instructed me as i progressed. Sir’s body looked great. It was firm, tan and strong. i know what he is teaching me will work cause of how he is.

i hope Sir understands how much i appreciate his guidance on these matters. He wants me to succeed. i like it, because he doesn’t play games with this, it is real and the rewards will be great! After massaging his body, Sir let me “massage” his balls, then cock. i enjoyed serving him again. It’s as if we hadn’t been apart that long.

When i was time for bed, Sir had me sleep on the floor at the foot of his bed. He chained my feet, leather cuffed my hands and then gave me a pair of his used sweat pants for a pillow. With that i eventually fell asleep. This was my place as his boi. We were exploring new territory on this trip. Last time Sir allowed me to sleep with him in his bed. But my training is progressing and i must accept that to sleep with him is a reward, not a right. Still, i can’t but wonder if he missed me there beside him.

Sometime in the night i woke to find Sir standing over me. He laid upon me and toyed with his returned boi. Soon, he was lubing my ass, telling me that it will be smooth again. He didn’t enter me, but promised we’d be working on that also. i believe that Sir had cum as he relaxed on my back. i loved where i was at that moment. On the floor, in bondage, serving my Sir at his whim. Sir cleaned up and cleaned me up, then returned to bed.

In the morning he released me, to cook his breakfast. He had to work this day. Before he left he secured me to the bed so i could get rested. When he returned for lunch he released me and i fixed his lunch. After he was finished, i removed his shoes, kissed his feet and massaged them. He gave me a birthday present. Sir had gotten the next week off from work. We were going to be together the entire time until i must leave a week from Monday. i was very touched that Sir took the time off to be with me. i know he is a busy guy. But i believe he wants to give my training his full attention. This is a trip we have both been looking forward too.

i can’t imagine what the week ahead well be like. This time will allow us both to learn a great deal about each other. i ask Sir if he wanted me to continue to keep this journal during the next week. He stated that the time is at hand that we do more talking. i look forward to learning more about Sir, and for him to let me into his life a bit more. Sir is going to be relaxed this week and so am i. i am sure Sir will test me, challenge me, and show me things that i didn’t know about myself. But that is what life as a slave is about. i need to know that i can serve Sir as my Master. That i will make him proud. That i can challenge him and make his life fuller. And Sir must know if he can live with this boi. There is much to learn to experience and explore!

As a well known work once stated, “These were the best of times, these were the worst of times.” and that could describe our Saturday.

We were up early, after Sir let me sleep with him in his bed for the night. Quickly we got ready and headed out to do some errands. We were home by noon, ate lunch and did our stretching. After Sir had finished his shower and i shave his head, he sat me in the chair. i was strapped and secured and he brought me back to his boi full status, shaving my head and reluctantly my eyebrows. That was a huge step as he didn’t ask me he just did it. It was hours before i saw what i looked like and there was a different person in that mirror. It was a true slave. After i was released, Master laid me on the floor and the rest of my body hair was removed, followed by a trip to the bathtub for an even closer shave.

We were getting ready to attend International Mr. Leather. Sir decided he was going to wear my army boots, so i wore athletic shoes. On the way to the Congress Hotel where IML is held, we had an omen of where the night was going to head. Smoke was coming from the car. Sir pulled over and put oil in and he decided we would proceed on.

Once we entered the area around the hotel, we saw the leather men walking sidewalks. In the lobby, one could smell the wonderful aroma of leather. Here was a gathering that i had only read about but was now experiencing it. i was proud to be with Sir. i am sure we made a great presence, since we both had shaved heads. We went to the Leather Market, the toy store for leather men. Even more great guys in leather, uniforms and rubber. But i was with the greatest guy!

Sir found several things he wanted to purchase. Soon i was in ankle shackles following Sir around. i loved it, and i know Sir did. But soon he found a pair of wrist and ankle shackles all connected by chain. And soon i was walking about Leather Market in shackles. A few of the guys checked me out, I’m sure they wished they were in my place. But my collar signified where my priorities and heart belonged. Sir purchased several other items, that i’m sure i will get to experience this week. But the Market was closing, and we had to leave. Truly, i would have like Sir to have tired a few of the items on me, many others we didn’t look at. But this is my first trip and i really enjoyed it.

After, we headed to the Chicago Eagle, a historic leather bar. But we were early, and things were quiet. Since many of the IML events were not over yet. i think Sir would’ve enjoyed meeting a few of his friends to show off his boi in training. and i would have enjoyed making him proud. Since things were slow, we left.

The car started acting up again, so we headed home. And the nice day Sir and i shared was crashing and burning. Road signs didn’t properly direct us to where we wanted to be. And the car was seriously overheating. As we headed towards home Sir got more nervous and excited. Here was a side of him i hadn’t seen. In some ways i wish i could have helped him with the car, but i couldn’t. So, i remained calm and helped read the map to get us back on the freeway.

Eventually we got closer to home but had pushed the car too the limit and it died in the middle of an intersection. We pushed it out of the road. After a while the police showed up and called a tow truck. The car was towed to a garage and we were taken back to Sir’s place.

The turn of events brought home to point of this week. The be with someone is work. Sir was frustrated, i could tell that. And i knew how he felt cause i have had car troubles in the past. But i did my best to encourage him to stay calm, to think the good things and to work towards getting us home. i can’t imagine how things would’ve been if Sir was with some weak boi that couldn’t help or would panic or just not be able to handle a crisis. i understood Sir being upset and know that he was not upset with me, but with the situation. There are some that would take everything and focus on it themselves. Some “slave boi’s” would be offering themselves as scarifies for the Master to vent their anger or frustration. but when something like this situation, that is neither called for or should be expected. It only hinders the process to handle the problem and find a solution. What my responsibilities was to make sure that we got as close to home, if not home, as possible. To let Sir, know, that i am there to help him anyway i can. That i will stay focused on the job at hand. And to let him know that things are going to be fine, stay calm and confident.

Going through a situation such as this brings home the reality of being in a true Master/slave relationship. These things happen in life and if 2 people can’t handle them, work together and support each other then their relationship is doomed. 24/7 is not constant bondage, sex and verbal abuse. It is so much more than most fantasies will allow.

it was sad that such events had to ruin a fun time. But as a river does, one must move along, and keep on rolling. Before Sir calmed to sitting. i removed is boots, kissed his feet and massaged them. He was relaxing. Shortly, he laid on the sofa as i sat on the floor. We, then, had a great, quiet conversation. Sir opened up to me for the first time about some deep thoughts he had while going to college. There were thoughts that scared him. We all have thought and ideas that we do not know why get them, nor can explain. i felt special that Sir felt he could trust me with his thoughts. This was a step toward learning more about him. The more i know and can understand about Sir, i feel i can serve him better. i would like to know about his friends, family and his dreams. Where does Sir hope to be in 5, 10, 25 years? And does having a boi or partner or whatever seem to be in his plans. Does Sir want to travel, if so, where. Does he want to be rich, just comfortable. These and many things are important to know wince they will help guide me to help Sir reach those points. Plus, i’ll understand how to make things happen for him, to continue to do my best and to foresee his needs.

When we were in the car, i was feeling so damn frustrated that i couldn’t help fixing Sir’s car. my emotions were running strong with that moment. Now they were running strong again, for we were sharing a very quiet moment. Talking, learning, and feeling. When Sir was calming, i told him i knew what he felt like with the car problems. They had happened to me. These are just things that happen in life. There is nothing we can do about them. i’m not sure how Sir felt about me saying the things i did. Sir and i are different personalities in many ways. He is very busy, thinking and hurried. i am the opposite, i’ve taken a step back and learned to let things flow. To slow down, for nothing in life is that important. i don’t suggest that one lifestyle is better than the other. If i knew the answer to that, i’d be a rich man. But i do know that we each must live our lives for ourselves.

That is what i told Sir, he must start living his life, now. Whether i’m in it or not makes no difference, he must be true to himself and be who he is. The only reason i said these things to Sir is because i care for him very deeply. i want him to feel comfortable with his life, to succeed in all that he does. i want to encourage him to follow his dreams, reach heights he has never reached. To be rewarded with love and affection, that only 2 men can share.

By the end of our conversation, Sir was relaxed. Perhaps i should have kept quiet, but i don’t think Sir wants a “Yes Sir” boi. i hope he wants a boi that will talk to him, help him when there are tough times, times to share feelings and with ideas to move ahead in life. To be honest, i don’t know’ what Sir sees in me, why he wanted me to return. There are things that i don’t meet in Sir’s standards. But i know there is something he sees in me. Someday i will learn more on that also.

The evening was late, we were both relaxed and calmed. Sir decided we should go to bed. This evening he let me sleep with him. As we laid in bed, we continued to talk, touch, hug and kiss. Sir asked me to try on the new spandex hood he had purchased. Soon, i was lead out of the bedroom and Sir brought out the plastic wrap, soon i was mummified and helpless. Sir enjoyed having his boi to his mercy. Sir toyed with my always ticklish feet. Then placed suction cups on my tits. Then started toying with my cock and balls. Being the time of year, i was sweating much more than normal in the plastic. i couldn’t see Sir’s attacks made on my body for the hood had padding over the eyes.

Sir decided it was time to play some breath games, so plastic was wrapped around my head. The first time i did very well and could take the restricted breathing for a while. The second time i couldn’t. Sir left me to rest and wonder what was coming next.

Soon he was rubbing something on my balls. Shortly after they were burning up. One of my last desired things, having Ben Gay on my balls, was now a real experience. Sir started working my dick and soon, as my balls burned, i shot for the first time in nearly 2 weeks. But the pain of the burn continued, i was mummified and helpless. Sir eventually cleaned off my balls, but it has spread down my legs. Sir flipped me over and i felt the warmth of the Ben Gay once again warm my crotch. Sir cut open my ass and started to spread it with what he said was Ben Gay. i pleaded for him not to do so, as my ass i very sensitive. But soon Sir was working his strong hard dick into my crack. i knew then it wasn’t Ben Gay since he wouldn’t want his dick to be painfully hot! He didn’t penetrate me but continued to work his dick in my crotch. If was a great feeling to have Sir laying on top of me, as i was helplessly restrained. i was sweating, sightless and my legs and crotch unnaturally warm. Then i am sure Sir shot his load in my crack, and he relaxed on my back.

It has been a great ending to a stressful day. Sir released me from the wrap, we cleaned up and we returned to bed. i know we both slept very well.

This Saturday sure had its highs and lows. i strongly believe that this was an excellent test for the challenge of a relationship be it Master/slave or whatever. One person out of two must be there for the other, without that there isn’t a chance for growth and understanding. There were some memorable times with Sir, things i will cherish forever and experiences that i could only have dreamed of several years ago. At the same time, i saw some new sides of Sir. Some i liked, others i didn’t. But there are always going to be things we won’t like about each other. But over time, those things will b become accepted and expected. i know there are things Sir doesn’t like about me, too many to count i am sure. But that is what this time is for, for us to learn more about each other. To challenge us and well test us. Am i ready to go home, HELL NO!! What i was most impressed with was the tender side of Sir. As we all do, he needs love and affection. Being gay is fucking hard and enjoying BDSM even harder. It is so difficult to find the right person to share your life with. Plus, i think it is difficult for Sir to feel comfortable in this area, since it is more conservative than where i come from.

That Sir was able to share his past with me was very strong for me. i could see in his eyes how difficult those moments were. But i did as a great boi or partner would do. i kept a constant touch and i listened. And that is something we call use, someone to listen, to hear us and if we need it, help us.

One may find it strange, but i became more emotionally attached to Sir during this day. While there is much to still learn, i learned volumes about Sir, his life, and whether i can make his life better. There may have been some bad times, but his really was a great day!

 

To be continued …