Dominant Professional Part 2
Chapter: Stripped Down
Laughing down at the newest customer, Kai knew by the way the man's gaze was locked onto his groin that the dog craved, no, required, the bone.
A small, devious grin appeared on his face as he fidgeted with his fingers and demanded, "Sit perfectly still right where you are and only look directly ahead, is that understood?"
The evidently helpless submissive hunk of a man in front of him nodded in response, before stammering in his trembling and submissive voice, "Yes sir."
"When inside this room, pup," Kai began in a gently scolding tone, as he raised his right hand and rested it underneath the other man's chin, "You will refer to me as your master. Can you grasp this?"
The other man's eyes darted with multiple emotions: fear, dread, and arousal as Kai immediately asserted his new control over him.
The gorgeous submissive shuddered the tall man kneeling before him's body underwent as he replied in a volume just above a whisper, "Yes master.", was a sight to behold.
It had been some time since he had met a fresh client, and judging by what he'd seen thus far, this Leon would make his next few days exceptionally delightful and pleasing indeed.
Recalling the man's earlier debacle, Kai determined to reward his new dog by stooping down and petting the man's head and proclaiming, "Good boy."
The man's face blushed considerably, leading Kai to giggle sarcastically before he moved over to the side of his small room where he kept the majority of his tools.
A little clank was heard as he unlocked the padlock that secured his equipment closet, and the creaking noise of a door opening arose as he opened the cupboard up.
Kai smiled as he listened to the sound of anxious jostling behind his back, the anticipation of what was about to transpire amplifying the sub's horniness.
Alternatively, his squeaky cupboard hinges had performed their subtle role of thrilling the sub very well.
With a silent chuckle, Kai finally focused his attention on deciding what delight he should take part in today.
'No anal action, today.' He thought, going as far as a guy who had clearly never experienced it with a male before would only deter him.
This dismissed his vast stock of dildos, anal plugs, and so on from his list of options.
He thus examined the other things he had stored away in his little cupboard filled with perversity, and an irresistible smirk surfaced on his face as a notion materialized in his mind.
An array of small pops and bangs resonated throughout the room as he deftly removed a leather collar, a leash, and a collection of gadgets that would inflict misery.
After gathering everything he believed would suffice and placing them on the tiny wooden table behind him, he grinned as he ordered sternly, "Disrobe."
Kai was greeted by the hilarious spectacle of his new dog trying to undress while remaining on his knees, and his penis made up his mind for him.
"Stop. Stop. Stop." He murmured in a phony dejected tone, causing his new pet to freeze in its place.
Kai moved behind the man and settled into a crouching position, wrapping his right arm around the other man's neck.
His left arm then twisted around the man's muscular body as he admonished directly into the man's ears, "When I command you, pet, recollect to endeavor to carry out it in the way that is most gracious to me your master, not as swiftly or effectively as physically possible."
The man writhed in Kai's domineering grip, and the rigid rod in the lustful sub's pants compelled Kai to continue teasing the muscle-bound man even further.
He then ran his fingers ever so lightly along the man's covered chest and "accidentally" scratched the man's two firm nipples.
Leon was nearly liquefying in Kai's adoring embrace, and the dominant man could almost experience and hear his sub's heartbeat and appreciate each panted or exasperated intake of breath.
It was a rare experience.
"Is that clear, pup?" Kai then asked in a condescending tone, verifying whether or not his most recent sub still had consciousness given his actions.
His client's heart rate climbed as he gasped out a, "Yes... master."
Kai tittered and then slowly ran his hand over the man's chest, down to his abdomen, and faintly pinched the front of the man's black business pants.
The man emitted a tiny squeal and a moan as Kai's fingers brushed his monstrously erect, confined cock.
Kai tugged at the man's trouser button and whispered into his new customer's ears, "Beg, my sweet pup, and you'll be rewarded."
His client's body writhed at his words, before the man stuttered out a desperate, "Please..."
"Say what?" Kai inquired as he started to softly run his fingers along his pup's concealed dick.
"Please, sir..." The canine answered with an attempt, only earning him additional penis torment from Kai.
"What will you have me do to you?" He eventually inquired after listening to some appetizing whimpering while massaging and pressing the other man's penis.
"Please, sir... let me strip for you," the individual replied, in a desperate and gasping voice.
Following one final squeeze, Kai got up to his full height and said, "As you desire, puppy."
To proceed, Kai strolled around the area, and then, standing before the panting mess in front of him, he grabbed his own imprisoned dick as his new puppy cautiously and gradually took off every piece of clothing.
First came off the white buttoned dress shirt and tie, then his puppy hesitantly and gradually began to remove his work trousers - leaving him kneeling in just his plain ordinary blue boxers in front of Kai.
Kai grinned in a teasing way as his sub's eyes flickered up to meet his and then immediately dropped back down to the floor again when he realized the answer to his lingering question.
A second later, a respectable 6-inch hard as hell dick sprang up as the material that had restrained it vanished, to the delight of Kai's internal senses as he appreciated his puppy's dick for the masterpiece that it was.
He decided he would have a lot of fun teasing it later on.
Chapter 4: Owned
Leon's whole body shuddered as a seemingly improbable cold gust of wind tickled his uncovered penis tip.
He was naked. Naked. Vulnerable.
His entire body was displayed in a manner that it never truly had been displayed before.
Oh yes, he had been naked in front of other people previously. His multitude of previous girlfriends for instance.
However, this time was dissimilar.
He was naked, not to have intercourse with a partner, but because it pleased his new master.
Moreover, his body was nothing more than a screen, tossed before this room, solely to please the new guy - that's what the contract signed earlier suggested.
Even though he knew logically that his body was pleasing to him, Leon couldn't help but feel nauseated at his own nakedness.
The video from earlier that lured him here today ran again and again in his mind like a loop.
All he could think was: "Am I as aesthetically pleasing to look at as that feminine twink?"
Leon realized it was truly messed up and foolish of him to base his self-worth solely on this complete stranger.
However, such was the extent of his submissiveness he had allowed himself to fall into with each passing minute in this man's presence.
He was now to the point where he couldn't begin to understand what he wouldn't do or how much self-disparagement he wouldn't put up with if the man requested it.
If it pleased his master...
The feeling of cool leather gently touching the underside of his bare balls made Leon snap back to reality.
One of his master's shoes was now gently nudging against his balls.
"Fold your clothes neatly." The man standing fully dressed and towering over him instituted abruptly.
Without meeting his gaze, Leon collected all his apparel together and commenced to fold his clothes, and then stack them to his side.
It required some effort as he had to stretch out his body, so as to avoid the drops of pre-cum from his cock smearing onto his clothes while working.
Once his clothes were neatly folded and stacked on top of each other, he heard words that brought a torrent of pre-cum against his clothes, accompanied by a warm pat on the head, "Good dog."
By his master's abrupt departure to the other side of the room, Leon had a moment to fully appreciate what had just happened.
He had nearly cum, for the second time, from being called a good boy by the man.
The notion made the rational part of him embarrassed, but it made his cock harder and harder as he contemplated just how much the guy he had hired already dominated him.
All his thoughts vanished when all of a sudden a hand wrapped around his neck and an arm grabbed hold of his dick.
"I am going to put a collar on you, puppy." The man whispered with a deep and sultry voice, causing Leon's body to completely melt, similar to his mind.
He was about to be {Collared}. Like a dog.
The notion was at once extremely degrading and obscenely erotic, and thus he longed for it more than he ever yearned for anything before this that moment.
He felt an exquisite, yet confusing euphoria when he felt cold leather slowly encloses his neck.
When his boss snapped the collar into position, Leon shuddered as convulsions of pleasure tore across his body, and his thoughts swirled with images of what he must look like with the collar on and kneeling.
After the ecstasy of orgasm passed, Leon heard a hearty laugh, followed by a hard slap on his butt.
"It seems you like to cum without your boss's permission, pup," his boss growled into his ear. "Am I correct in assuming you enjoy being a naughty boy?"
Leon shook his head wildly before muttering, "No, boss."
A snicker echoed through the room before the hand gripping his dick vanished. His boss reappeared again, standing before him.
Raising a leather leash to attach to the thick leather collar around his neck, his boss said, "Your twice-over punishment will be dealt out at the end of the session, but for now, you have other tasks to complete."
Feeling nervous and unsure, Leon could guess what was on the agenda.
His boss signaled him with a gesture. "Come closer."
Leon crept forward on all fours.
His boss's powerful hands then grasped the rear of his head. He guided Leon's face into the course texture of his blue jeans.
"Do you know what your boss wants you to do, pup?" his boss asked as Leon immersed himself in the overpowering aroma of his boss's crotch.
With his heart pounding in his chest and the dread from earlier returning, Leon uttered, "Boss wants me to suck his dick."
His boss chortled, then shook his head and said with disapproval, "You won't be sucking my dick, pup."
His boss unfastened his jeans flap and announced in a decisive tone, "Instead, you'll be worshiping it."
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