By convict 975468
GREG
Right from the start I seemed to notice the look that Dave had when he won the toss. He looked like he would have preferred to lose. So I decided to test it – I wanted to see if that look was real. Two or three times I told him that the coin said heads, when it was actually tails. Yep, there was that disappointment that he tried to hide. I have to admit, the more I was a slave the less I enjoyed it, no matter what the rules were. So I was disappointed too. But it would be interesting to see how real this could get for Dave, or slave dave, as I was starting to think of him.
I was looking for ideas, and I even went online and discussed it with a couple of guys I’d been following, such as Toolman, who seemed to know a lot about the subject. He gave me some pointers. While chatting, I got an enormous hardon. So at least I knew where my interests lay.
After I thought about it for a while, I decided to get Dave to agree that the master could change the rules. If he liked it so, maybe he needed slavery full time. He turned out to like it so much that he suggested that business about the contract!
It took me a couple of hours to write the story for this leather master. The writing was difficult at times, as my focus would stray from the written word to the pain in my ass as the steel plug would ramp up the electroactivity. But I was able to conclude my writing and provide Chris with the signal that I had completed it and saved the file to the folder that he had instructed me to. Now I had to wait for him to read it. The screen went black and I was alone in the bondage, hearing my breathing as I awaited my fate.