By Piglett

Sunday early.

The surprise of Use.

I hear his voice calling me. I pick up my bag and run upstairs two at a time. He is standing at the top of the stairs.

“Down boy, no speaking,” he said.

I comply and resume being in my low position. I hear him take my backpack and rummage in it.

“Chin up boy,” he said.

I comply. He takes off my woolly hat and puts my new hood on me. It feels good to be inside it again.

“Get out of the tracksuit boy and take everything else off except your thick socks, cock ring and ball strap. Then go over to the table and put on what is there for you. Come back here and kneel in your sub position,” he said.

I comply. I am kneeling in Grinders with yellow laces, chaps over kneepads, old slave harness, thick metal chain and round padlock. I am looking down at his boots. They are still way shiny.

“Walk downstairs and get the things you need to clean boots, put them in the box next to the bottle of piss on the draining board. Bring them with you and run back here boy. Resume the position you are in now. Go,” he said.

I go and get the boot cleaning stuff, put it in the shoebox and pick up the litre bottle of pale piss and run back upstairs. I see him arranging some gear on the table. He looks so smart in his grey leather chaps and dark yellow leather bar jacket and black leather upper arm bands. I kneel and put the bottle and box next to me. I hear him moving stuff round but can’t see much except the floor in front of me. He sits back down and I see his boots again. I hear him moving stuff around next to him and then the hiss of his cigar lighter. I smell his smoke. I feel my cock twitch and swell.

“Look at me boy,” he said.

I raise my head and eyes. He is grinning holding a gar and has gloves on now too. His eyes dance with malevolence. He puts a finger through the D ring on my hood and pulls me towards him and more in front of him. He holds the gar over my right nip. I feel it warming me and I feel the burn too. I don’t know what to do the pain is dreadful bad. I start to wiggle and try to get away from the glowing end of his gar.

“Be still and take it boy,” he said.

I comply and start to breathe hard. I feel and see my eyes fill with tears. I blink rapidly. I start to shake and can smell burning skin. I scream so loud and start sobbing.

“Excellent boy,” he said.

He lets me go and chuffs on his gar. He is grinning too. “Tongue out boy.”

I comply. He touches the slug of ash on my tongue. “Mouth closed, do not swallow.”

He chuffs some more. “Do you want my second-hand smoke boy?”

I nod and smile. He grins and blows smoke up my nose and bites down hard on my nose too. I yelp keeping my mouth closed. He chuffs some more on his gar and blows it up my nose and again bites down hard on it. I don’t yelp though. He is grinding his teeth into my nose. The pain is new to me and is excruciating. He chuffs some more.

“Tongue out boy,” he said.

I comply. He touches the ash slug onto my tongue. “Mouth closed and do not swallow.”

I close my mouth. He sits back in his chair and chuffs on his gar. He is grinning like a gooden. “Suck my dick boy,” he said.

I lean forwards and swallow his boner. I work it and the ash doing my best to not rub his cock head with the gravely ash. I feel him clip something onto the D ring of my hood. He gently pushes my head down and I swallow him deep down inside my gullet. I smell his smoke and see some of it. I lift my head up but I am stopped by something holding my hood’s collar. I realise I am clipped onto his cock. I feel my dick twitch too. Excellent. I feel him put the gar down on the depression between my two shoulder blades. I hear him pouring out a drink and taking a swig. I start to scream round his cock and it pulses. The pain on my back is so bad I have to scream again. He picks it up and chuffs on it again. I swallow his cock deep into my gullet to stop myself from screaming. I work his cock real good. He stubs out his gar on my back and I scream as hard as I can and he shoots a big load down my throat. I start choking and gagging. I keep swallowing, it is the only thing I can do. He strokes my head gently.

“Good boy. Yes boy; you are now my branded ashtray pig,” he said.

I hum and moan out of pure gratitude and delight.

He unclips my D ring and keeps his finger in it and lets me up slowly. “Relax and be yourself, move and get comfortable then talk and tell me how you feel now please boy,” he said.

I get up and walk round the room stretching. I stand in front of the mirror and look at my red nips. I see my boner and go back and look under his chair. I go back to the mirror and look again. I go and sit on the table.

“Boss thank you,” I said.

I jump down, grab the tin of Kiwi boot polish, open it and wipe my cock head and with my fingers scrape some polish and I wank a few strokes and cum on his boots just on the lower lace loop. I wipe my hand across my belly and jump up again and sit back on the table.

“Fucking excellent Boss Tim. When did you get into it please?” I asked.

He answers with a very quiet voice. “Just before I fried your right nip. I just wanted to keep my gar next to it, so I did. It was when you just took it that I got way into it and started thinking about you, me, and some new nasty sessions. Why do you ask boy?”

“I just wanted to check that you did what you wanted and that I had taken what you wanted and was compliant to your wishes Boss Tim,” I said.

I roll sideways on the table. “I feel good and I am way happy I could let the new different man and sadist out to play. I am not expressing this well. I am happy to have facilitated your orders,” I said.

He gets up and walks over to me. He strokes my head gently. “Thank you again Rupe. You let me enjoy myself in a new way like last night at the show. I would like to do something for you too if I may,” he said.

I sit up and grab him and give him a hug. “You already have Tim; you got me going again. I told you this ages ago,” I said.

He hugs me. “I know you did boy; I just didn’t understand you properly then but I think I am beginning to now,” he said.

I look up at him and smile. “You had better light another cigar then, hadn’t you Boss Tim and please tell me what you had in mind for this morning’s session?” I asked.

He roared with laughter and went and lit a gar. I stand up. “I learned something too. I no longer want to be obedient I am getting used to choosing again and I am finding it very liberating and that is down to you and your patience and kindness with me,” I said.

I walk to him and kiss his cheek. He grinned like a gooden.

“I wanted you cleaning boots, getting fucked, being suspended with electro on the parts of you I hurt with the paddle when we were on stage, getting you to eat all the cigar buts and ash I saved for you. Washed down by two bottles of warm Peroni which is the oddest thing about you Rupe, I so do not understand you and warm Peroni,” he said.

He starts laughing and I join in. “I kind of like the fact that it is the oddest thing about me Boss,” I said. I start laughing again and he joins in. “Please may I ask you for something Boss?” I asked.

He nods. “I want you to put me into your new bondage two piece suit and take me out to somewhere like Compton’s show me off and keep kneeing me in the balls. I want you to feel I am your thing to do as you please with. You just light up and glow then. I so like to see you glowing too. It cheers my old jaded soul,” I said.

He grins and nods. “I have noticed something but I never thought of it as a glow but you are right it is, I do light up when I am enjoying myself. Nice idea boy. May I add a little something too please?” he asked.

I nod and smile. “I want you all filthed up with Neat’s foot oil, Kiwi boot polish and stuff like that that is good for leather and for your sense of dirt too boy,” he said.

I feel a grin growing over my face and my cock goes hard too. I nod. He looks down and starts giggling saying, “I see you like that.”

I nod and start giggling too. He continues. “These plans are going to wait. We are going to stay here have some fun with you and being restrained then we are having an early night. No arguments or discussion allowed!”

I start laughing again. “I so love it when you do butch,” I said.

He cracks up laughing too. “I am hungry boy, first breakfast then play,” he said.

I nod and we go downstairs.