Jared the Master

I am usually very uncomfortable in the role of Master.  It is awkward for me and I don't always know what to do or how to read a sub.  Having Ken be my sub and also my guide was really helpful.  He talked me though much of what to do and how to read him throughout the hour-long session.  I was euphoric after it was over.

He added more equipment to his makeshift dungeon since the last time, which was so rad.  I was familiar with a lot of the new stuff because it had been used on me before but I didn't really use any of it in this session.

In my best commanding voice I ordered him to strip and get down on his knees.  I had the urge to strip too but I didn't for now, although I was barefoot and already shirtless.  I pushed his face toward the ground and told him to lick my feet, every inch of them.  He did as he was told, licking the top and then underneath.

With his hands still on the ground I commanded him to extend and straighten his legs so that his ass was high in the air.  I rubbed my hand over his back and down his ass, admiring his tan but thin body. His cock was still soft and that angered me.  I shoved my hands between his legs, grabbed hold of it, and yanked backwards.  I found a rope on the table next to us and tied it around his balls.  With the rope I tugged and pulled on them until his cock started to grow.  Wow, he was definitely a grower:  monster cock!  I had noticed dumbbells and other weights in the corner of the garage earlier.  I ordered him to stay put while I fished around for the smallest plate I could find.  I showed it to him, and then rubbed it against his face.  "Lick it," I said.  "This will be your pain.  Embrace it."  He nodded and then licked the weight.  I tied it to the rope attached to his balls and then let go. It pulled his whole organ closer to the ground and he yelped loudly. He was rock hard now.  "Fucking awesome," he said to me.

His feet and hands were still planted firmly on the ground and his ass was high in the air.  I forced his legs further apart by kicking in between them and then commanded him to rise up on his fingers and toes. I put more weight on his nuts and he began to break out in a sweat.  My cock was throbbing inside my jeans and I knew pre-cum stains weren't far behind.

I moved behind him, spread his cheeks and played with his hole.  His ass was hairy, really hairy, and not something that turns me on.  I told him he needed a shave and waited for him to protest.  He pointed me in the direction of some shaving supplies.  I shaved his whole ass while finger fucking him and slapping his bound balls intermittently.  The whole time he stayed in position on his fingers and toes.  I was impressed.

Now that his ass pleased me, it was time to abuse it.  I retrieved a small leather paddle shaped almost like a ping-pong paddle.  "Get ready, boy."  I placed my hand on his back and swung.  He yelped, and for the first time, lost his balance.  He crashed to the ground and the ball-weights clanged on the ground.  "Get back up, boy."  He scrambled to get back into position.  I moved in front of him and pushed his hands flat on the ground.  "That's the only mercy you will get from me tonight."  I spanked his ass over and over very slowly.  Half way through I made him count out loud.  His ass was bright red, almost purple in the dim light.  He was shaking, sweat pouring from his body but ok and ready for more.  I untied the weight from the rope and ordered him to stand at attention.

With a large leather glove, I beat him all over his back while pulling on the rope attached to his nuts in between his legs.  At times I pulled so hard he felt compelled to bend over to ease the pain but I quickly corrected him with a thump on his balls.

I got a set of dumbbells and handed them to him.  "Hold these and stretch your arms out."  He followed my command and stretched his arms.  "Don't let go or you will pay severely."  For the first time I saw a little bit of panic in his eyes.

I moved in front of him and with a lubed hand, caressed his cock as I tugged on the rope attached to his nuts.  He moaned in pleasure but was having a difficult time holding up the weights.  I forced him to raise the weights over him and lower them back into the original parallel position several times.  I milked him until he was on the threshold of climax and stopped.  Then I moved back, retrieved the glove again and began beating his cock.  With every blow he jerked and the weights lowered.  Every time the weights lowered, I used a riding crop to spank underneath his torso until he raised them again.  I beat his cock more and more until pre-cum started flying and drooling to the ground.  His arms were really shaking by the time I was on my last blow.  He lost control of them and they fell to the ground as his arms gave out.

"That's too bad," I said.  "You were almost done but now you'll have to pay for that."  I approached him and put one hand on his shoulder calmly.  With the other hand I punched him in his gut, one, two, then three times.  He bent over in pain and then fell to his knees.  "Look at me, boy."  He looked up at me as I unbuttoned my jeans, whipped out my cock and stroked it.  Only seconds passed before I unloaded my cum all over his face.

I didn't allow him to cum.  I also didn't allow him to clean off his face.  "Thank you, sir," he said, respectfully, as I dressed and left him.

Comments

[alex]

fuckin hot man. Jared the Aggressor. Nice title.

[Jason]

Good slaves make great masters.

Are you heading down that road? Especially to train Nate?

[Tom]

Sorry. If any of this blog is actually true, I don't find beating, abusing and punching another human being even remotely sexy.

[Rob]

Fuck yeah, Jared. I'll have to stop referring to you as "j-boy" after this. I started exploring BDSM as a sub myself; I find those experiences invaluable when working on boys now.

[DavidM]

I saw your 101 entry and thought I’d make a comment here … I find the ball weights, shaving and spanking kinda fun, but don’t understand the gut punching.

[jared]

Hey David. That question is an easy one. Ken and I agreed before hand on a list of what I could choose from to do to him. His favorite thing is being slapped and punched in his abs. To each is own. He really got off on it.

It's just like my thing is having my cock slapped around really hard. I fucking love that. I don't like, however, being slapped in the face.