By Piglett

Saturday morning

A good walk.

I woke up when the lights came on. He was still up inside me. I gently squeezed him out of me and stood up on the bed and slowly walked off the end attempting not to disturb Tim. I had a feel of my balls and a look at the wound. It had scabbed over and was fine. I put shorts and a snuggly hoodie on and my ball strap too then went downstairs. I had a wash, shaved, went to the toilet and put out a toothbrush, wash cloth and towel ready for Tim. I wandered into the kitchen and checked the plants to see if they needed any water. They were all fine.

Then I made up a bottle of cloudy apple juice as well as a big glass full. I drank it all down then made a coffee. I wandered through the dining room then through the conservatory and went outside. It was cold but mild for this time of year. I put my hand round the mug for warmth. My balls noticed the cold and retracted a bit against the leather strap and ached. I tidied a few things up and looked at the mess.

“Good morning Rupe,” he said.

I turn and smile. Tim is standing just outside the doors in my big fluffy dressing gown.

“Good morning Tim. I put you a toothbrush, towel and washcloth out. Can I get you anything; coffee, tea, juice, breakfast, blowjob or whatever?” I asked.

He grinned and chuckled. “I am fine Rupe thanks. How are your balls?” he asked.

I put my coffee down on the side and take them out over the top of my shorts. “I think they are fine. The scab looks good and is well sealed on. They ache and now they are grumbling because its cold out here this morning but I quite like that,” I said.

He smiles and walks over and puts his hands round them and lifts them to have a look. He lets them go and pulls my cock up holding it very tightly. I wince and put my hands behind my back.

“Stand still boy,” he said.

He slaps them from below upwards several times. I moan and my leg starts to shudder. He loosens his grip on my cock pushing downwards and my foreskin retracts showing my cock head. He flicks it with his finger all round. I feel a grin wash over my face. He leans forward and lets me go and pulls my shorts over them. He kisses me and we smooch for a few moments.

“Tell me boy about last night. I think I remember being wanked off?” he asked.

I nod. “I woke up with your cock twitching so I wanked you off with up my ass. You whispered thank you and went back to sleep Boss,” I said.

He nodded.

“Boss what would you like to do today. I have a few things that need doing but nothing special,” I said.

He nods. “I want to strap you over my hobby bench and fuck you senseless boy!” A grin washes over his face. “I have to be in Stratford to pick up some things is all I have to do. The rest of the time I would like you to be submissive and serve me boy,” he said.

I stare at him. I am so surprised my mouth opens and closes but nothing comes out; I am speechless for a few moments.

“Just say yes boy,” he said.

“Yes boy,” I replied.

He roars with laughter and slaps me hard across my left cheek. I snap back to now and rub my cheek. I feel tears welling up. I stand tall, looking down, crying silently. I put my hand behind my back again. He lifts my chin.

“Look at me boy,” he said.

I gaze into his eyes. “Tell me what is going on in your head now boy please,” he said.

I smile. “I am happy Tim,” I said.

He smiles.

“Somebody wants me. I am overwhelmed and don’t want to run. I was surprised and most people don’t surprise me,” I said.

He is still smiling. “Listen boy, I want you to think about what to wear and what you want to achieve with me today and nothing else. Do you understand bpp?” he asked.

I nod. “Can we walk to Stratford or does the collection you have to do need a car Boss?” I asked.

“Either boy but I sense you want to walk; is that correct?” he asked.

I nod again. “Yes Boss, the walk will do us both good. Also we could take a daylight look at where we were when the hideous puncture happened,” I said.

He grins. “Great idea boy and yes you are right. The things I have to collect will fit in two backpacks boy. I would like to fuck you first a few times and I have some boots that need attention as well. Then the walk boy so you feel a bit of my use on you,” he said.

I beam a grin at him. “Good Boss,” I said.

He nods. “Tell me what you are thinking about wearing please boy?” he asked.

“For the walking Asics Nimbus Boss. For everything else my Grinders. Leather chaps, ass belt, collar, wrist and arm bands, gloves. I may or may not wear my ball strap all day but I know it is not a ball weight day. I don’t want them damaged with the strap but I heal quick and it’s not a problem Boss. Something soft and warm like a fluffy track suit, over it all, a woolly hat and a bumbag for the walk. And may I take you out for a coffee at one of my favourite little spots, just up from the Velodrome, please Boss as a thank you?” I asked.

He looks surprised. “That I would enjoy very much boy. You can then ask me what we may be doing tonight,” he said. He has a grin. “Right now boy I want you geared, dressed and on the 158 bus in fifteen minutes. I want to wash you out at my place boy. Do you have any questions?” he asked.

I shake my head. “No Boss,” I said.

He turns and walks in. I follow locking the doors behind us. He wanders to the bathroom and I leg it upstairs and get into gear and a track suit; put my trainers in my backpack and stand in my sub position, staring at the floor and wait. I hear him running upstairs two at a time.

“Looking good Rupe. Tell me how you are feeling while I dress please,” he said.

I notice myself. “Happy, apprehensive, thinking about how best to serve you while I was standing here. I am pleased I can still perform ok with a new and different man, you Tim, the pain in my shoulder from an old bike injury and wanting to hang like a monkey to stretch it out. I was also constructing some questions to find out how and what you like and want so I can adapt to you better, faster and with less hassles. I also had some thoughts about whether to ask you how you are without Rodger. I forgot to buy plasters and wide micropore tape when I was shopping for my feet so these Grinders don’t rub more holes in me. I also kept wandering in and out of how to thank you for what you have done to me and I gave up and decided you would tell me in your own way and time, then you came upstairs two at a time,” I said.

“Wow Rupe, is your mind ever still or blank?” he asked.

“When unconscious or anesthetized and occasionally when I go to sleep,” I said.

“Did Michael make you unconscious boy?” he asked.

“Yes Boss, when he wanted a piece of meat to use,” I said.

“Head up boy we are going now. Have you got all you may need?” he asked.

“Yes Boss,” I said.

We get off the bus and walk down the cul-de-sac and he opens his front door and walks in. He points to the kitchen. “Please go and stand in there boy,” he said.

I comply and stand legs apart with my hands behind my back looking out of his kitchen windows at the reservoirs. He walks in and stands next to me.

“It is a beautiful view boy,” he said.

“Yes Boss it so is. You are very fortunate,” I said.

He takes my hand and holds it. “Today I realise it again boy and that’s hugely down to you, thanks. Take your boots and socks off, loose the track suit, gloves, bumbag and backpack. You have three minutes,” he said.

I shed stuff and get back standing next to him. He smiles. “Now boy follow me and do not speak,” he said.

I nod. He leads me upstairs through his bedroom and into a huge bathroom with a picture window view of the reservoirs. “Step into this boy.”

I step into a leather sitting-suspension harness, he does the straps up and clips my wrists to the bar above my head. “Bend your legs boy,” he said.

I comply. He puts a thick stiff leather posture collar on me pushing my chin up and preventing my head from moving. He takes a remote and I am winched upwards and become seated. He stops the winch and puts ankle restraints on me and clips them under me onto the harness. He takes a step back and looks. “Much better boy,” he said.

He pushes me sideways and I move across the room. He turns me ninety degrees and pushes me further, he stops pushing me. He takes a shower shot and presses it on and lets it run a while. He feels my asshole wiping some lube on me. He gently slides the end of the douche up me a few centimetres. I feel my guts filling slowly and it is very sensuous. He takes it out and hooks it back on the wall leaving the water running. He pushes me further back and says, “Let it out now boy,” he said.

I open my hole and I empty and then fart. I could hear the water splashing. I heard a toilet flush and he pulls me forwards and starts to fill my guts again. “Hold it all in boy and close your hole tightly and count slowly backwards from one hundred and twenty,” he said.

He walks behind me and puts a big robust wooden chair in front of me but at an angle and then slides me backwards again. He pulls his jeans and pants off and gets some pale grey leather chaps from a cupboard and puts them on and sits down in front of me. He plays with his cock and goes from semi hard to fully erect in a couple of seconds. My mouth starts to water and I lick my lips. A smirk crosses his face and is gone. I relax my hole and the water drains out of me. I actively relax my hole and it dribbles for ages. Then stops and I breathe in deeply and sigh. He stands up and pulls me back into the middle of the room. I hear the winches’ motor whir and I am lowered and tilted forwards. I feel his finger slide up my asshole again with lube on it. He then slides his cock up me. Holds my hips and starts to slide in and out of me so gently and lovingly. He takes his time and works my prostate with much energy. I moan and hum and work my ass around his cock and I hear moaning and gasping. My boner is drooling slime.

“Oh fuck yea boy,” he said.

I feel him filling my guts. I moan and hum quietly. He twists my nips and my asshole clamps shut and he withdraws. I hear the winch hum and I am upright again. He unclips my ankles. He lowers me and my feet touch the floor. He unclips my wrists and unstraps me. He helps me step out and to stand up. He presses the remote and the harness rises out of sight. “Follow me boy,” he said.

We walk back through his bedroom and back onto the landing. We go right upstairs to his roof playroom. He points to a high solid wooden bench. “Get bent over that bench boy,” he said.

I fold myself over the bench and wait. I feel my ankle straps secured to the legs of it. Then he is in front of me and he pulls my arms down and clips my wrists to the other two legs. He puts a leather bag over my head and pulls a drawstring closing it onto the posture collar.

I feel him putting some sort of patches all over my back arms and legs. I feel a pulsing. This must be electro. He slides his cock back inside me and it is tingling like tiny pinpricks. “This is electro boy. My dick is now an electrode and I am going to hurt you but with no damage,” he said.

He starts to fuck me and I feel the pulsing change to a dull pain. The pain grows and I scream. The pain is excruciating. I am shaking and sweating and trying to breathe but I can’t get enough air. He pulls out of my asshole and the pain stops. He takes off the bag and I pant so hard. Suddenly I feel my ass cheeks and thighs light up as if being hit with baseball bats. I scream. “Do you want me to stop boy? You may speak,” he said.

“Fuck no Tim, why?” I asked.

“You screamed and it had an edge to it. I am being cautious. What does it feel like?” he asked.

“Like being hit with baseball bats. Can you turn it back on please,” I said.

“Sure boy,” he said.

I scream and squirm and the agony is terrible. I scream and my voice cracks. It is getting worse by the second. I start to cry and then blubber and I hear myself whimper like a wounded dog. “Excellent boy. Do you like this?” he asked.

I sob an answer and try to nod. It all stops. “Answer me boy,” he said.

“No Boss I don’t like it. I fucking love it. Please turn it up and fuck my asshole. Then I know you are enjoying it too. And I think you are. Does your cock feel this much pain when you are inside me Boss?” I asked.

He roars with laughter. “Your dammed right boy. I thought you may like it too. Yes boy I will fuck you happily. No boy it does not hurt my dick at all. I get a nice tingle in my balls,” he said.

“Good Boss. You were right about me liking it a bit ago when you told me about it. I could so get into this. I appreciate the instantness of its start and stop. Thank you for sharing,” I said.

He roars with laughter. “You’re welcome boy,” he said.

He turns it back on and starts to fuck my asshole again. Then suddenly my back and arms light up too. I scream and croak; the hackles on the back of my neck stick out. I start to wail. My balls feel like they are in a vice. I start to shake uncontrollably. “Fucking stop.” I don’t remember anything else.

I come to in the recovery position with my head on Tim’s lap and he is holding me. I move and turn slowly and nuzzle into his crotch. I start licking his dick and I feel it grow. I lick his balls and then suck in his dick I slither it down my throat and turn my body round and get on my knees and haunches. I work his cock really well and stroke his balls a bit roughly. I feel him pulse and he pushes the back of my head ramming his cock down my throat. I swallow rhythmically and hum. I feel him unload inside me and then start pissing. I lift up a little so I can taste it. Excellent.

I lift off him and shuffle backwards and get to his socked feet I take off his sock and start to suck and lick his toes. I work my way up and down each one nibbling the nails and making sure they are clean. His smell is stimulating me to lick and suck harder. He is moaning and sort of giggling. I get my head sideways and lick and slobber on the soles of his foot. I nibble gently the arch getting the dry skin off. I look up and smile at him and shuffle back up and start licking his armpit and I clean that way slobberingly well too. His smell is grand. I sit on my haunches and grin at him. “I am sorry I fainted Boss. It was suddenly too much when my balls got zapped,” I said.

“Boy, I checked your heart rate and your blood pressure and knew you were fine but I did not want to leave you. You were only out for a few moments,” he said.

“Thank you Boss, I feel fine and so fucking horny,” I said.

He grinned and nodded at me.

“You’re a fucking good pig boy. So how about the other side?” he asked.

“When you have fucked my ass again then I will happily clean the other side and anything else you care to mention Boss,” I said. I grin at him. “Bend over my hobby bench boy and pull your ass cheeks apart,” I said.

I jump up gob on my hand and wipe my asshole and bend over his bench pulling my ass cheeks apart. He slides up inside me and starts to fuck me very hard. He grabs my pecks from both sides of my chest and works my nips hard. I moan and my ass starts to twitch. He fucks me harder. I am being banged hard against the bench. My cock and balls are flattened against its side as he lifts my chest using my pecks to hold me. I instinctively put my hands behind my back and concentrate on working his cock inside me. He starts panting and I feel a twitch from his cock. I feel him filling my guts again. He pulls out and grabs my collar and pushes my face into his armpit. “Fucking lick it clean pig,” he said.

He lets me go and I slobber under his arm and am lost in his smell. I make sure he is well tongue washed and sink down and pull off his sock, he sits on the floor and I start cleaning his toes. I work my way along all of them nibbling and slobbering and sucking as I go to the next one. I sink and put my head down sideways and work the sole of this foot and nibble my way round the arch of it. I try a bit of naughtiness. Gently with the very tip of my tongue I tickle his foot. He starts giggling. I keep tickling and he moves backwards very quickly. I lay there looking at him and I am grinning. He swivels round and slides near me and kisses the end of my nose. “You Rupe can be a naughty boy,” he said.

I burst out laughing. “That sounds like an obvious line from a bad porn movie Tim,” I said. I start laughing again and he joins in. He holds me and we snuggle up together.

“Rupe you did say you would clean whatever I wanted. Well you did say ‘cared to mention.’ Well I have two pairs of boots for you to get clean and shined. Then I want to ask you about something else,” he said.

“Do you want to watch me cleaning your boots Tim?” I asked.

“Oh yes Rupe,” he said.

I grin. “And would you fuck me again when you get hard,” I asked.

He blushes. “Ah,” he said.

I say rolling over and pulling my ass cheeks aside. I feel him rimming my ass and start to moan with delight and a bit of surprise. He slides up into me and starts to fuck me with long slow deliberate strokes. I grab the base of his cock as he pulls out making him extra hard. He moans I ripple my tummy muscles and he moans and sighs and I feel him filling my asshole again. I milk him from the base of his cock to the top of it in waves. I slide off him and turn round and suck his cock and slobber round his cock head and make sure he is well clean. I look up at him and grin. “So where are the boots for me to work on Boss?” I asked.

He grins at me. “You are such a keen pig boy. I’ll get them,” he said. “One pair is up here, the other is in the bathroom. I have been pissing on them in the mornings. I also have a very muddy pair from work but they need soaking before you clean them,” he said.

He goes and gets the first pair. “Here boy take these and get set up in the kitchen. You know where the cleaning kit is,” he said.

I nod and take the boots and head downstairs. I get his cleaning kit from the cupboard; I put out the tin of Kiwi polish, the buffing brush and cloth, next to his boots. I kneel in my sub position with my hands behind my back and my head bowed looking down at the floor. I hear him coming downstairs. He moves one of the chairs and sits down. His feet come into view. “Here boy take this boot and get your face into it and tell me about its smell,” he said.

He puts a boot under my face. I take it and open the laces more pulling its tongue down. I push it up and over my face. I sniff inside it, inhaling deeply and my cock pulses and is rock hard again. I lower the boot and notice my mouth is watering and dripping spittle onto the boot. “The stink of piss with not much ammonia, your foot smell but not much and a bit of boot uppers leathery note in the background Boss and it made my mouth water too. Thank you Boss,” I said.

He laughed softly. “You fucking bootblack pain pig boy; do you like them then?” he asked.

“I don’t like them or dislike them Boss it is not up to me to express an opinion. My cock got hard because they smell of your feet and your piss and you may have done this for me,” I said.

The silence between us fuses something in me that I have not felt for years. “Yes boy I did it so I could find out more about how you react to stuff and I saw your answer before you spoke. Put some boot polish on your dick and wank off and cum on that boot now please boy,” he said.

I put the boot down, open the polish scrape my cock head across it scraping some polish up with my fingers. I put the tin down and wank my cock a few times and cum onto the bottom loop of the boot. I am panting lightly. “Thank you Boss, most kind and considerate of you,” I said.

He pushes the other boot over with his foot. “Your welcome boy. Now clean them both just like you showed me before please,” he said.

I get busy. First I licked all over the uppers, then the treads. Next I applied Kiwi polish with my balls onto the right boot and then my cock for the left boot. I also used my hands to massage the polish well in. I left them to dry and sat back looking at them. Five minutes of stillness was good too. I was a bit freaked out about fainting earlier. I got busy buffing them with his buffing brush and then used a stretched-out rag to cloth buff them as well but way faster than the brush. They looked well good. I got some polish on my cock and wanked a few strokes and shot onto the left one again just on the first loop of the laces. I picked them up and put them in front of him and then sunk to my lowest sub position with my hands behind my back. “I assumed Boss that you wanted cum on the left one again as you are a top and not on the right one as trained by Master G. who was very versatile when he wanted to be,” I said.

He laughed gently. “Quite right boy a correct assumption. I am going to get changed then I am going to make some tea for us. You will clean my boots and have them ready for when the tea has brewed or I will punish you,” he said.

He picked up the clean ones and was gone. I get the boots he has taken off. I go back to where the boot cleaning stuff is and get busy. I sink to my lowest sub position and put the boots on my back as I put my hands behind me. I settle and wait only thinking about serving him and what I want to get out of it as he had instructed.

I hear him making tea. He must be near as the boots get lifted off me. “Excellent shine boy; I can literally see my face in the caps. You have earned another reward. Relax boy please,” he said.

I roll onto my side and stretch out and watch him putting them back on. He is wearing gray leather trousers and a plaid shirt tucked in but open to the waist. He goes and pours the tea and puts one on the floor and sits down with the other. “You look great Tim. You sure know how to wear your gear,” I said.

He smiles. “Thank you Rupe. Are you feeling alright after your fainting earlier?” he asked.

I smile up at him. “Yes thanks Tim. It was good to have a bit of down quiet time too. I just got so much pain all at once and it was too late when I spoke. It must have given you a bit of a shock too for you, I am sorry about that,” I said.

He sipped his tea. “No apology needed but thank you. I checked your vitals and you were ok. Yes it did and if you had not come round quickly I would have dialled nine, nine, nine, and or used smelling salts. Fortunately you are a robust fit guy. We both learned something too. I have to go slower and ration your pain levels so you can adjust and let your body learn a whole new way of being in pain,” he said.

I nod and grin at him. “You are a very sensible man Tim and a most caring dominant guy too. I like that combo,” I said.

He lifts his mug and takes a swig. I swivel round and pick up my mug and raise it too and take a swig. “Great tea Tim, thank you,” I said.

“If I may know, what are we going to collect?” I asked.

He smiled. “I ordered a new leather two-piece suit from a couple of guys there,” he said.

I nod. “You look very smart in those leather trousers. They are cut superbly for your figure. That grey has such a restrictive vibe about it too,” I said. I grin. He blushes. “I look like a slob next to you,” I said.

He grins. “You look like a smutty slob too boy. Go look in the mirror and don’t you clean your face at all boy,” he said.

I finish my tea, get up, put the mug on the table and go look in the mirror. I walk back into the kitchen with a huge grin that almost hurts. He nods. “Well boy I think it is time we got our act together and set out,” he said.

I nod and get togged up again. We are leaving his house and he is locking it up. “It is a great sunny morning for a walk too. I will enjoy being seen with you,” I said. I smile at him.

“Thank you Rupe, I will enjoy it too as most people are going to be looking at you and not me,” he said.

I nod and we set off walking. “I now quite like that,” I said.

We exchange glances. “Is there anything else I can do to help your embarrassment self-state. I so don’t want to trigger something you find difficult Tim,” I said.

He smiles at me as we turn right into the dirt road by the industrial park. It is busy with all sorts of people. We weave our way through the gates and walk the wide path midway between all the reservoirs. “You are fine Rupe as you are and thank you for asking and noticing too. It maybe that you are more aware than most people. I was very pleased when you said that you did not want to run earlier. Does being embarrassed trigger that in you?” he asked.

I shake my head. “No not really it is triggered by being overwhelmed in differing ways. It is a bit like you and embarrassment I have learned to manage it and that is all,” I said.

He grins at me. I take his hand and he lets me. “I guess you are feeling more relaxed now as you are holding my hand Tim,” I said. I grin at him.

He smiles. “That is simple to explain by holding your hand they will be looking at you,” he said.

I laugh gently. “As an appendage I am flattered to fill a tiny roll in your life,” I said.

He burst out laughing. “Rupe you so don’t do passive and its great. As sarcasm it fits quite well with us holding hands,” he said.

I have to say. “I wanted to hold your hand now,” I said.

He smiles. “Yes; I know Rupe and I like holding yours too, it feels good,” he said.

We wander along the path and enjoy the day and the sunshine. “Can you see your house from here?” I asked.

He looks over. “Fortunately not; it is sheltered by some trees and bushes. It is not overlooked,” he said.

We cross over Forest Road at the crossing controlled by the traffic lights with a great throng of people. We are on the Wetlands now. I steer him to one side and we walk along the path next to the reservoirs. I push the gate open and walk through. “Rupe it said no entry,” he said.

I nod “Yes it does. The fishing club push it to as they don’t like people using this path at weekends. It gets locked if it is closed,” I said.

We leave the Wetlands after walking round the edge of two reservoirs. We cross Coppermill Lane and get onto the Marshes. It was where we were after dark. I turn us left and towards the fence of the water company. It is slimy mud. He stops me by pulling on my hand. “This end is way better than where we were boy,” he said.

I grin and nod. “Well that was easy for the next time Boss,” I said.

He nods. “Boss let’s get a march on I want some coffee and some fun too,” I said.

He nods “Yes boy. I agree and I will set the pace,” he said.

It takes us about an hour before we see the Velodrome and the beginning of Stratford. We cross the two huge bridges over the motorways. We pass the Velodrome and walk out of the Olympic Park and onto the road. I point to a side walkway saying, “We turn left into there and then coffee,” I said.

He picks up the pace. I get to the window and the nice lady says, “Good morning Rupe, same as usual?”

I nod. “What do you want Tim?” I asked.

He is looking at the cakes and pastries. “Cappuccino please Rupe and an Almond and Custard Croissant too,” he said.

“Pam Tim; Tim Pam,” I said.

They nod at each other. The nice lady grins at me. “He your new fella?” she asked.

“I don’t know; we are having a pash rite now though,” I said.

Tim says, “Rupe and I met a short time ago and we are having an affair. He is the best thing to happen to me in ages,” he said.

I smile and say, “Dito,” I said.

The girls behind the counter all giggle. “He is so cute too,” one said.

I wink at the nice lady. I pay and move to the next window. “Go and do something with your boots and get us a seat please. I will bring them,” I said.

He walks along looking for seats and a table. “Here you go Rupe. Three Cappuccinos, carrot cake, almond and custard croissants,” she said.

“Thanks sunshine I will take his and come back for mine,” I said.

“If you promise to bring back the tray you can borrow this one Rupe,” she said.

I smile. “I do so swear,” I said.

I take the tray and put a fork on it and our order too. “Thank you and I will return,” I said.

I put my hand under the tray and make like a waiter and wander through the piazza towards Tim. I find him in a small corner snug seat with a table and his boots on the other bench seat. I bellow: “Get your filthy shiny boots off my seat Sir,” I said.

I put the tray down and he is still laughing. “I will take the tray back. And put that boot back where it was now Boss,” I said.

I weave my way through the people and go back to the collection window and hand the tray back in. All the ladies are grinning. I winked and was off back to Tim. I got back to him and fell to my knees and held his boot and licked its toe cap and slobbered all over it and then put it on the ground. I sat on the bench and had some of my coffee. “You haven’t gone red Boss,” I said.

I take a piece of Carrot Cake and dip it in the coffee’s foam. He is just grinning. “Nobody here batted an eye when you bellowed at me,” he said.

I laugh. “Of course not. This place is run by two lesbians, and four gays. Two leather guys and two rubber guys are married couples and the ladies are married too. It is an infamous place. It is a family business and is a gold mine here. And they make excellent coffee and nibbles. Their dinner menu is beautiful. Now where are we going after this please Tim,” I asked.

“The tall building with a bit sticking out on the other side of the railway lines,” he said.

“Kool so would you get upset if I licked your other boot cap now?” I asked.

He grinned. “You have not finished your second coffee or your carrot cake,” he said.

I unzip my top and undo my shirt and slide next to him. “You have not made me not scream working my nips,” I said. I grinned and stuck my tongue out a bit at him.

He laughed and slid his hands inside my open clothing and started on my nips. I gazed into his eyes and saw a cold nasty mischief flashing through them. “In your eyes I can see a cold nasty sadistic mischief flashing,” I said.

A malevolent grin passed across his face and was gone. He was already being very nasty. “Yes Rupe, I told you I was a sadist, and a good one,” he said.

I grin and nod and I had tears rolling down my cheeks. “I know you did and I enjoy what you do to this masochist. I want to know when you are going to let the depth of your sadism out for a wander Tim,” I said.

He was working my pecs and nips very hard. I lean in and kiss him and he responds so readily and we smooch for ages. He pulls away and breathes really deeply several times. He has a huge grin emerging over his face. “What Tim?” I asked.

“My fingers ache Rupe and so does my arm,” he said.

He cracks up laughing and I join in. He just twinkles. I grab the cake and finish it and down my second coffee and don’t wipe my face. “Rupe I really like the taste of you and boot polish. I think that’s weird,” he said.

I grin at him. “Welcome to a bigger world of perversions and pleasures Tim. What was it you were going to ask me? And you also mentioned something about going out too but I can’t remember what you said exactly,” I said.

He nods. “If I asked you to lick a pissey latrine in a gay bar would you?” he asked.

I nod. He raises one eyebrow. I nod again. “Really boy?” he asked.

I sit up straight and hold his hand. “If that’s what you want. But I would prefer, no, would want is to just be intimate with you and your piss. I do not want to be who I was made to be by Michael,” I said.

He gazes at me for ages. “You mean that don’t you Rupe, so forget it. I am not cross or upset by your response. I think I sort of understand it,” he said.

I let his hand go and slither off the bench seat and bend round and lick his other boot’s toe cap. I slide out and stand up. I stack up our bits and take them back to the collections window. I grin at the ladies. “Thank you for a most excellent breakfast and pass on my best to the cute guys in the kitchens please,” I said.

They giggle and nod. Tim is behind me.

I kiss him on his forehead. “Come on handsome,” I said.

I start to run. I shout my thanks to Pam as we pass her window. I run to the bridge over the railway line and stop, turn and see him jogging behind me. He jumps on me. “You are a natural masochist and sub but you are not a natural pig. Right?” he asked.

I hold him so tight. “Yes. But I found a niche as a bootblack. You are a sadist but you are not a bad man and you have respect. I have never met anybody like you. Smart, nasty and civilised. A lot died when Michael did. You miss Rodger and you are becoming a new person out and about in the world. I so wish you find a lover again and with luck he might be a natural slave too,” I said.

He lets me go and I release him. “I have you to thank for that Rupe,” he said.

I bow. “My pleasure Tim,” I said. I smile at him. “After we collect my parcels I am going to work you over and I am going to make sure you remember it for a good long time. I have some shocking plans for you,” he said.

He starts running across the bridge and I follow sprinting past him and turning left towards the main road through new Stratford. I stand leaning on the traffic light poll and watch him jogging towards me. We wait for the lights to change. I look at him. “You are jogging in boots and you look exhausted Tim?” I asked.

He nods. “A bit yes. Can we walk now please or do you need to run Rupe?” he asked.

I nod. “Third turning on your left and wait for me ok Rupe?” he asked.

I nod. “Thank you,” he said.

I give him a huge hug. The lights change and I run off weaving my way through the Saturday morning throng. I get to the turning and stop and lean back against the building with my leg on the wall too. I look up and watch the clouds and let the sun warm me. I think: I am happy; I am definitely looking forwards to another session with Tim this afternoon. I see him moving in front of me. I look down. I grin. “You are such a tall fucker Rupe,” he said.

I slide down the wall and onto my knees. “Better Boss,” I said.

He starts to laugh. “Yes in height terms. Come on boy,” he said.

He walks round the corner and I follow. We end up going into the tower he told me about. He is at reception. We walk to the lifts and one opens. He pushes me in. The doors open and he pushes me out.

He walks to an open door and walks in. I close the door behind me. “Hi guys;” he shouts. “Come on up Tim,” someone said.

I follow him up a huge semi-circular staircase. We get to the top and I see that the room is a huge three-sided glass box with exquisitely arranged things. “This is Sebastian,” he said.

I take his hand and shake it. “This is Rupe,” he said.

“This is Jaspar,” he said.

I take his hand and shake it. “Rupe go and look out of the windows until I call you,” he said.

I nod and run off to the far corner and stand with my hands behind my back and my legs apart. The sun is wonderful streaming in but is surprisingly cool. The view is something else entirely. Stunning. I get lost in the view. I feel his presence and I turn. He is walking towards me. I have an urge to sink to my knees so I do. “Are you ok and fine boy?” he asked.

I nod. “Yes Boss,” I said.

“Follow me,” he said.

I stand up and follow him. We enter a large work room. “Rupe I wanted to say thank you to you. I asked Zeb to make you something in leather. If you want to, you can try it on here and now?” he asked.

I nod. “Where do you want me guys?” I asked.

“Here is fine Rupe,” Jasper says, “if it is ok with you?”

I nod. I sit on the floor and take my Asics off and my backpack slip off my track suit, shirt and stand up in socks, cock ring and ball strap, collar and a grin. He helps me into leather bondage trousers and a bondage long leather jacket with a high round collar. It is exquisitely made. I look at Tim and incline my head a bit. “Do you like it and does it fit boy?” he asked.

I start to cry silently and open and close my mouth. He grabs me and holds me tight. “It is ok Rupe. Relax and breathe,” he said.

I calm down but it took ages. I whisper “Thank you. I don’t know what to say,” I said.

He squeezes me tightly. I hug him too. He quietly says, “You got me up and going again. You were kind and considerate and helped me a lot by just being you,” he said.

He kisses my cheek. “It is also something I would like to see you in too. Do you like it?” he asked.

I nod. “Are you going to do the straps up please?” I asked.

He giggles. “Yes if you put me down,” he said.

I look around and realise I had picked him up. I put him down gently. “I am so sorry Tim, please excuse me, oops,” I said.

I turn to the other two. “So you guys make fetish clothing, yes?” I asked.

They look at each other and grin. “Yes but we also have a big fashion house too. Should we say it is our hobby and our passion,” they said.

I twig it and grin. I look into Jasper’s eyes deeply. He grins. “Please call me Per,” he said.

I nod. He calls me boy but I am Piglett with two t’s. This is stunning,” I said.

I do a twirl. “Would you both make me some gear if I asked nicely please and pay you a lot of money?” I asked.

They look at each other and nod. “Yes,” they said.

I look at Tim. He walks over and starts to do the straps up. Zeb hands him some belts that go through loops. He takes a step back. He nods. He comes close again. “I told them that you have a condition that you deal wit my wearing ear plugs and shades. Also that you only like being exhibited when in a hood. There is a hood to this outfit may I put it on you or do you want to,” he asked.

“You please Tim,” I said.

I put my shades into my bag and then kneel by him. With my hands behind my back. He slides a hood over my head and fixes it in place. It has a simple lower jaw separate piece which he straps on too. It clips on the inside of the jackets collar. The fit is excellent. “They found these for you,” he said.

I look at them they are Porsche Carrera climbing shades. I nod. He slides them on. I sink to the floor in my lowest position. I switch off.

I feel Tim stroking me. “Rupe time to come back please,” he said.

I lift my head and move my arms and stand up and put my arms around him. I mumble. He undoes the lower jaw covering. “Tim thank you. You are a very kind and civilised sadist. It is fantastic. People don’t usually buy me things. But this is a wonderful surprise and I am touched. How long was I off for?” I asked.

“A bit under twenty minutes,” he said.

I nod. “What do you want them to make you Rupe?” he asked.

“Chaps, jacket, harness with a few unusual straps, two ankle and two arm and two wrist restraints Also a suit that I have sketched and done pix of. I don’t want normal stuff,” I said.

He nods. “Please tell me how much you spent on this?” I asked.

“A few thousand,” he said.

I nod. I thought so. It looks it too. He grins. “Is it difficult for me to take off the hood?” I asked.

“No. Take the shades off first,” he said.

I slide them out and he puts them in their box. “Start at the bottom there are five clips. Then above that five straps; then above that three, then the laces and zip,” he said.

I nod. “Just move my hands to where they are please,” I said.

He does and the hood came off in a few seconds. “Excellent,” I said.

I turn round and see the two guys standing and grinning. I walk over and smile at Per. “Thank you for doing this for Tim it has given him a well-deserved boost,” I said.

He nods. “Your work is beautiful. Is there anything I can do for you guys?” I asked.

They look at each other and nod. “Yes would you model what we make for you please?” they asked.

“I would be delighted to guys,” I said.

Per smiles. “When you make an appointment to come and be measured we can chat through what you want. Then also we can show you other things we do. Tim told us you have a great deal of expertise in high end stuff,” he said.

I nod. “May I bring Tim with me when you measure me please, that is if he is not working of course,” I said.

They both nod. “It is a shame you don’t work in metal guys,” I said.

Per says, “We work with a few metal smiths. What did you have in mind?” he asked.

“Ball weights and similar shapes as wrist, ankle, neck, tummy gear. Tim has a thing for ball weights so I thought I might get a better type made,” I said.

They both nod.

Tim wanders over. “Zeb do you wish to tell Rupe now?” he asked.

He nods. He comes out from behind the worktable. “Rupe Tim asked us to make the suit for you because he wants to take you out to the Recon party tonight. We are going to be there doing a little show. If we make sure you feel comfortable and that Tim is there we would like to exhibit you in your gear.?” he asked.

I turn to Tim. “What do you want to do to me please?” I asked.

“Put you in a strap suit and suspend you over the stage. You don’t have to do anything, well apart from hang around,” he said.

I grin. “Good one Tim. Would it help Per and Zeb?” I asked.

“Yes it would,” they said.

“I will do it then. Shame you are not going to beat seven shades of hell out of me,” I said.

Tim looks at the guys. Per says, “We have a new type of suit for impact play,” he said.

He beckons me over. He moves his work stuff and touches the screen and I see images of a stunning suit. “Is it here?” I asked.

Zeb runs off and Tim comes over to me and undoes the straps. “I notice there are no locks on it. Thank you Tim. I am blown away by your gift,” I said.

I start undoing the straps I can see. Soon they are all undone. I turn to Per. “Per are you very sure you want me modelling for you. I am an ancient Briton. It may damage your brand if it gets out. Shouldn’t you have a twenty something dancer or muscle guy?” I asked.

He smiles at me. “You will be masked so no one will know. It does help us yes but we are doing this because Tim asked us if he could put you on display. I think he gets off on it,” he said.

I nod. “Thank you Per,” I said.

Tim is standing there grinning. “If you want a good working over in their new impact suit then we are all getting something out of this little adventure,” he said.

I nod and I get out of my bondage suit. I ask, “Per what is the u.s.p. of your impact suit please?” I asked.

“It is an all-in-one suit with velcro fasteners and straps. Integral kidney guard, knee pads, elbow pads and hood. Everything is soft so there is reduced risk of skin splitting or bursting. It is safer for people who want to try impact but have had no training about safe and sensible areas of contact; so they do not know what they should be careful of, therefore those areas are protected. Most people don’t know how easy it is to damage kidneys. For example a wooden paddle won’t inflict damage because if hits a buckle or D ring and they leave a deep bruise,” he said.

I nod, look at Zeb and ask, “What is it like when using a night stick?” I asked.

He smiles and nods. Per responds for him saying, “Zeb enjoys a wide range of impact play. I have used a night stick on him several times and it is not lessened by the suit but it is difficult to estimate how little damage one can inflict,” he said.

I grin and nod. Tim asks, “Are you sure Rupe?” he asked.

I nod. “If that is what you want I do too,” I said.

He beams a grin at me. “I like your compliance and delight too. Well done boy. We will be going early to the venue and meet up with Per and Zeb,” he said.

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