Bob was just a normal sort of guy. He was married to Clair a wonderful woman, they had two kids, good holidays together, normal sex life, professional jobs almost everything you could possibly wish for. But Bob had a secret. Deep down he was a sub. He needed to worship his Dom, and feel the thrill of being used for the pleasure of another, totally manipulated into acts well beyond his normal day to day boundaries.

He received a text at work.

Roadside Motel, Rm 215, 8pm Wed. Buy a pair of white cotton panties and wear them today. Hand them to me to examined when you arrive. Sir

This was the first time he had made contact with a male Dom, normally he craved submission to a woman, but after the last one he knew he had to try things differently. Where was he going to get the panties from? He wracked his brain trying to think of ways to back out, but knew in his heart it was the last thing he wanted to do. He had to go and submit to Sir completely, whatever the consequences.

He went to the local shop and bought himself a pair of white cotton panties, he couldn’t stop himself from getting the matching bra. Every-time he looked round he thought that everyone in the shop was looking at him and knew that the lingerie was for him. He even thought the sales assistant who rang the till smiled to herself as she served him. Was it paranoia or was it so obvious that he was a miserable Sub, sent out to humiliate himself in public.

When he got back to the office he nipped into the bathroom to put on the panties. Just putting them on brought his cock erect and he had to stay there for some time before he could leave without a huge bulge in his trousers. The panties were uncomfortable and cut into his butt cheeks and each side of his balls. The lace trim at the top touched his mushroom head and got him excited again, the more he squirmed the more excited he got. The meeting he was having with clients seemed to pass in a blur as all he could think about was those panties and his bursting cock. Some pre-cum was already oozing into the clean white cotton, and he hoped that he wouldn’t get a stain showing through his chinos.

Before he got home he changed out of the panties and looked in them. Sure enough they had some small pre-cum stains in the front and his butt hadn’t been as clean as it should have been with all that wriggling.

On Wednesday night he told Clair he was seeing some work colleagues for a few beers and would be back late. His voice had a catch in the back, which he hoped that Clair wouldn’t notice. She seemed pretty blasé and just wished him a good time and said she be in bed when he got back as she had a busy diary the following day.

At 8pm on the dot Bob knocked on the door of room 215. It opened and he was facing his dom for their first full meeting, he felt small and scared, almost tearful. Sir was 6ft, average build, blond hair, blue eyes, he seemed to look right through everyone. Sir’s clothes were expensive and chic but very understated. Bob handed over the panties and Sir kept him at the door while he examined them.

‘Cum and a skid mark, you little slut, couldn’t you keep yourself clean for our first meeting. I expect better from my subs, but you will learn. Now get inside and shut the door behind you."

Bob was immediately bent over the chair by the door. Sir came beside him and placed his hand on curve of his butt outside your pants. *Smack* Sir’s hand comes down on his butt with each syllable ‘don’t be such a fuck-ing cheap slut messing your pant-ies again’. Bob is surprised as he had only tried to do Sir’s bidding – his face flushed with humiliation at being spanked like a naughty school boy.

Bob was told to strip naked and enter the bathroom, the shower was already running. Bob was to fully soap his body and make sure that every part of it was clean and well soaped. His clothes were to be left on the floor – Sir would ensure that his new clothes would be waiting for him when he got out. Bob stripped and got in the shower, he was excited but surprised the spanking had stopped, he soaped vigorously as he had been told he would be inspected.

Fully soaped he called for Sir. Bob was instructed stand still while Sir checked him for cleanliness. Sir fondled the cock in its soapy heaven and checked around the nipples, foreskin and balls. ‘Turn round’. Bob’s butt stuck out and was still smarting from the spanking it had just received – Sir starts to massage the soap covered butt, until it is completely covered with slippery bubbles to make sure it is pristine and clean. Just as Bob was relaxing Sir eased a soapy finger up his ass. First one then two soapy fingers were inserted, and Bob was cleaned inside and out.

‘Rinse off all the soap, you seem clean enough now’

Bob was left alone to rinse the soap suds off, while he could hear Sir moving around outside with clothes out for him. Sir put his hand into shower and grabbed Bob hard by the nipples and pulled him out of the shower by them. Bob looked onto the floor and could see the sissy clothes that have been bought for him, all good quality and just the right size; crotchless red panties, hold up stockings, short black skirt, red lace bra (with padding) and tight red blouse.

Suddenly Sir shouts ‘Fucking slut you couldn’t be bothered to keep control of your sad little body for one day – that just ensures your complete humiliation today. Put the clothes on, and don’t forget the bright red lipstick I have put on the side for you’. To add to Bob’s pain Sir pinches both nipples hard and storms out of the bathroom to let him get dressed.

Bob gets dressed in his sissy clothes and Sir comes back in..

‘Your fucking lipstick is a disgrace you fucking sissy, you are my bitch not some whore off the street. Turn round spread your legs and bend over the sink – you will be punished.’ Bob starts to squirm as he notices the rubber strap in Sir’s hand and tenses his backside for what he knows is coming next. The skirt is a black mini-skirt, but flared so Sir can easily lift it up to reveal the cute ass in the crotchless panties beneath. The thing about crotchless panties that Bob had forgotten is that the slit goes round to his ass. His well cleaned hole was exposed. ‘Close your fucking eyes you cheap slut, you have already let me down by not putting on your lipstick properly.’ With his eyes closed he feels cool gel lub dripping down onto his ass – and realises that he is not going to be strapped (just yet). Bob starts to quiver in anticipation of his first real male cock for a long long time (the strap-on of his previous dom just didn’t compare). But suddenly a but plug shoved roughly up Bob’s ass. It is big and only went in as he was so well lubbed – it stretches his ass more than it has ever been stretched before and hurts like hell before calming down to a dull ache.
‘Stand up sissy. And smarten yourself up, I want my bitches to look good.’

‘You are looking better my cheap little harlot, if you continue to improve you may yet be granted your hearts desires.’

‘I want to see if your cock sucking is any good. If you are good enough I may let you suck my cock later, but you will have to prove yourself worthy of the honour. Pick up the 8in vibrator off the side. Kneel on the bed on all fours and hold the vibrator in front of your mouth.’

Bob moves into position feeling again like a naughty but vulnerable school-boy. Sir moves close to his ear and whispers ‘Now suck it. Last time it was used was in a cum soaked ass.’ While he is sucking the vibrator Sir strapped his butt with the rubber strap. ‘Look you fucking low life lady boy I want to see you sucking, at the moment I can only see your butt, move round to give me a good show!’ Another strap lands heavily on Bob’s butt, but this time on his other cheek which is starting to turn red. Bob looks up to check he is in position and sees a mirror on the wall behind Sir. He could see his complete personal humiliation at the same time as the look of disgust on Sir’s face.

As Bob sucks on the vibrator it reminds him of his first time with another man. Before he really understood what was going on he was date raped by two butch queers while he was at college. He had gone out for a drink and got really drunk and ended up back to their place. He was so drunk that he couldn’t stop them from fucking his cherry ass (like the butt plug) while the other one pushed his cock in his mouth (like the vibrator). Afterward he felt disgusted with them and himself and put it to the back of his mind, he had never told anyone about it just blanked it. But he still thought about that one and only time with a man when he masturbated. All those images came flooding back to him now.

The strap descends again on his butt cheeks to wake him from his reverie, first left then right over and over again. Welts are starting to rise on his ass, and he tried as hard as he could to suck the vibrator. ‘Look you little sissy boy you are just not good enough here let me show you. Turn over and spread eagle yourself face up on the bed.’ Bob looks at the corners and sees handcuffs at each corner at the top and a leg spreader set of ankle cuffs at the bottom of the bed. As he sees them Sir says ‘Yes my little mother fucker – they are all for you’.

Bob was chained with his straining cock caught inside the elastic of his panties. Sir moves the panties a little and his cock springs upright just inches from Sirs waiting mouth. Sir switches on the vibrator and places it against the butt plug in Bob’s ass. The vibrations are going deep into his ass, around the base of his cock and making his balls quiver.

Slowly Sir starts to suck Bobs cock. Bob can see every move he makes by looking in the mirror. Sir licks up his shaft then nibbles up the same lines with the tips of his teeth. Sir’s long tongue flicks around under his helmet a few times before switching attention to his balls. Bob could feel the sucking and vibration at the same time and his cock became incredibly hard. Sir lubbed up his hands and started to stroke Bob’s hard cock, while sucking the end of his nob. Bob is writhing in ecstasy and crying out to be permitted to cum.

‘Cum in my mouth now you fucking sissy – that is an order!’

Sir’s mouth was full of cum. It tasted divine, salty and musky at the same time. The smooth juices mixed with clumps of sperm tingling in his mouth and on his lips. Bob notices that Sir is not swallowing and is surprised that Sir was a dribbler – he was so very wrong– it was all for him. Sir came up to his mouth and opened it with his fingers ‘You know you want to drink your own cum, don’t you, you cheap little mother fucker.’ Sir kisses him gently on the lips letting each drop of cum fall into his mouth.