A Journey Into Submission
Voluntary Enslavement

The Attorney

By: Dawson Spear
(© 2012 by the author)

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Chapter 4
DAY TWO 

God Damn! William had lit my fire last night with the blowjob.  I can’t tell you how much of a both physical and mental rush it was to have him on his back and me forcing my cock into his throat.  My cock is not that long and I have seen lots of them as long or longer, but what I lack in length I make up in thickness.  I take William’s cock easily because while long enough it is not so thick that it plugs completely my throat.  The more I think about it the more I like his cock.  He will never fuck me — ever — but I like to suck cock.  I have never sucked a top like me; only bottoms like William; I like to have them flat unable to resist me and I bring them close and keep them edging for an hour or more.  They are under my control and when they beg me to let them cum I ask them what they will give me or do for me.  The answer is always the same — anything.  I have made them lick my ass, drink my piss and catch my shit in their hands and then put it in the toilet.  Power is a stronger orgasm than cum.

Starting this morning I am going to start William’s lessons on fucking.  I need to remember to ask him when his training is all done, whether it is more degrading and humiliating to take a man’s cock and cum up the ass or down the throat.  I know the answer — I think at least from the top’s point of view — first make them suck you till you are hard, then fuck them until you breed them and finally make them suck you clean of the left over cum, ass slime and lube.  I got up took a leak, slapping William’s ass on the way in the bathroom.  Coming out of the bathroom, I told him to get up, do his morning ablutions and get back in the bed.  I went and made coffee.

TJ slapped my ass hard this morning waking me up and getting me moving. Damn! I wanted to lie in the bed this Sunday morning and snuggle.  I realized that I was becoming more and more subject to his will and direction.  I wasn’t upset by it just more aware and comfortable with it.  I suppose you could call it trust.  I took a leak, took out the dildo, gave myself my enema, greased my hole, and brushed my teeth.  I was sitting up in the bed, leaning back against the pillows watching CNN News when Boss came in with two cups of coffee.

I lay down on the bed beside William and pulled him into the crook of my arm.  I nuzzled him and was slowly stoking his flank as we watched the news and drank our coffee.  During the first advertisement, I turned to him and said, “You have done well sucking cock.  Now I am going to turn your ass hole into a pussy and then a cunt.  Do you know the difference?”

“No Boss.”

“Well a pussy is something that a man fucks.  A cunt is something that a man first fucks and then breeds.  It is the breeding that converts a pussy to a cunt.”

“I want you to lie down flat on your back and put the soles of your feet flat on the bed.”  I rolled over and picked up the lube from the bedside table and put some on my finger.  I put a pillow covered by a towel under the cheeks of his ass and using my spare hand I spread him open so that I could see him.  It was a nice; pink, wrinkled, round sphincter muscle surrounded by a heavy crop of curly dark hair circling it which then headed down in between his legs past his taint to his scrotum and going up towards a large patch at the top of the crack of his ass.  I gazed at his tight hole and asked him if anyone other than me had ever fucked him. 

“No Sir.” 

I simply gazed at it for a while and then leaned forward and licked the entire length of his ass crack spending an inordinate amount of time sucking on his hot hole.  He was very clean and only a whiff of asshole was noticeable, not that that would have hindered me too much.  After a few more tender licks, I got my face right in there and tongued his hole and stuck my oral muscle as deep as I could send it.

“William, there are some simple rules about anal intercourse that you have to follow.  You also need to know that every minute of every day, and every day of every week and ever week of every month and every month of every year your pussy has to be ready to be bred.  The only exception to that rule is while you are actually sitting on the commode taking a shit.”

“Second, you need to be clean.  This rule is really for your benefit rather than mine, because as I have said, if my dick gets residue on it then it simply means that you will suck it off when I am done fucking you.  Understood?”

“Yes sir.”

“Most people think that ass fucking is something just we faggots do.  In other words it is a common misconception that describes anal sex as practiced almost exclusively by gay men. This is dispelled by researchers, who state that not all gay males engage in anal sex and that anal sex is not uncommon in heterosexual relationships. Types of anal sex can also be performed as part of lesbian sexual practices.”

“Many people find anal sex pleasurable, and some may reach orgasm — through stimulation of the prostate in men.  I hope that you do not find it painful as well, sometimes extremely so because we will fuck a lot.”

Third, and I cannot stress this enough, while the vagina self-lubricates, the same cannot be said of the anus. It will be in your best interest to put lube on both places (your anus and the object being inserted). That is why it is your responsibility to keep lube in both cars, in both golf bags, the bedside table, the bathroom, under the cushion of the living room sofa and in the desk drawer in our office.  With you naked at all times in the house you are subject to being fucked in every room and most locations we will frequent.

Fourth is preparation. We have been stretching you so as to avoid injury and to ensure pleasure.  In addition you can look at it as a type of foreplay from my perspective and torture on yours.  You may be surprised at the difference in size between an anal plug and my erect penis. Getting the head in is the biggest hurdle, and after that it’s easier.  Fortunately for you I don’t have a big head. We started out slowly with narrow or thin dildos and have been gradually working our way with ever-larger ones.  You have noticed me working your ring, and after I get each size dildo in you, so that you are accepting it, I then remove it and stretch you by just rapidly putting it in and taking it back out, over and over to just barely thrust enough to get most of the head in. Remember to add more lube each time you take in another inch.

I put his legs on my shoulder and then put a good amount of lube on my index finger.  With his legs up his hole opened before me.  I did not simply stick my finger in him but rather put the lube on his pucker and then rubbed my finger up and down the crease.  I toyed with his hole and realized that William’s anal opening was very sensitive to finger play.  Because I used lube that was oral friendly, I leaned forward and started sucking on his opening.  I had to take his legs down because he was moving around in response to my stroking his entrance.  Pushing his legs up towards his shoulders I leaned in and simply buried my head in him.  He was very vocal and then let forth a scream as hot cum gushed from the end of his cock onto his stomach.  I stopped and sucked up his fresh warm cum and then made sure I had gotten all of it from his cock.

I then lay down on my back and said to William, “I want you to kneel over my body, facing my feet.  I want you to suck my cock.”

When Boss told me to suck his cock I was happy.  I had just shot off a large load while he was playing with my ass hole.  I really did not know I was that responsive to his playing with my ass.  I moved so that my feet were up by his head and I crawled down so that my mouth was over his cock.  I was a little nervous as I had not tried to suck this tube of flesh from this angle and perspective.  I moved a little closer towards his feet, held myself up with one hand and lifted his cock with the other.  I had to lift it and push it towards his feet so that I could get it into my mouth.  It then occurred to me that I had to lower my head towards his stomach and as I did so it crossed my lips, and because when TJ was hard his cock stood tall and proud close to his belly, the cock pressed down on my tongue.  I applied my spit as my tongue went around the head, played with the foreskin and started sucking and moving up and down.  I liked sucking TJ’s cock and concentrated on it before realizing that he was working at me.  My head at times was so far extended that my lips were in his pubes, which resulted in my ass being in the air and my head almost on his tummy, putting me in an exposed and open position.

I felt TJ put his finger up to the lips of my ass.  Again he did not push them into me but was simply dragging them over and encircling my hole.  I felt him begin to put some pressure on my hole and his finger felt dry.  My mouth was full of cock so I could not say anything.  Slowly his finger tried to breach my opening, but I realized that it was the index finger of his left hand and not the one that had had the lube on it.  I know that he had not had me suck on it and I did not know if he had lubed it with spit but it did not feel like it.  He gradually got me to open up a little bit so that there was a little of the lube I had put in there earlier but I was rapidly figuring out that it was not enough.  “Uh, TJ could you use a little lube.”

“Figured out that one of the two most important rules is always using sufficient lube, didn’t you?  Don’t worry, one thing I have noticed about you is that your dick produces more lube than any two couples fucking could use.”  I simply put my finger in the pool that had accumulated on my belly from William’s leaking cock.  I then used it to gain entrance.  William’s head jerked up as my finer went in about an inch.  I pulled it out, scooped up more cum and put it back in his back passage.  He moaned so I pushed in a little further.  I then withdrew the finger and instead lubed up my two thumbs, inserted them and gently pulled the lips of his ass hole apart.  I slowly opened him up, pulling this way and that, constantly adding more precum for lubrication.  After about 30 minutes of this exercise, I reached over to the bedside table, opened it and withdrew the next size of the dildo, together with a belt that held it in place.

We had not had to use a belt with the thinner sizes, but this one is about as large as most cocks.

 I had learned early on that for the most part length has little to do with anal intercourse.  Obviously the husband’s cock can be so long that the wife’s colon has to be maneuvered so as to accommodate the length of the shaft (read this to mean that the dominate partner’s cock is so long that it has to work its way through a turn in the colon), but it is the girth that causes the problems experienced during anal intercourse.  In this instance poor William is going to be stretched. I always used a long enough dildo that when fully inserted, it would be several inches past the bitch’s prostate.  In that way it would be rubbed the entire time. 

I looked up to see what Master had inserted into me and received a slap on my ass and then my nuts were thumped/or flicked by his thumb and middle finger.  I groaned and put my mouth back over his cock.  I could feel that he was fastening something around the cheeks of my ass.  The next thing I knew he rolled me off of him, so that I was now on my side, his cock still in my mouth.  Boss followed me so that we were both on our sides and he closed his eyes and held my cock in his mouth, kind of softly munching on it.  I realized at that point my sucking him for the last 45 minutes was nothing more than a diversion.  He took my cock out of this mouth and said, “Now go to work.”

I did and in about 15 minutes he flooded my mouth.

When done, I slapped William on his ass and suggested we go play a quick round of golf.

We had lunch at the club and I practiced while TJ did some work before the two of us played a quick 18.

During our round of golf I was trying to feel out William and his thoughts about his law practice.  I wanted to do so gently but without his knowing that I was going to allow him to do what he wanted.  I had my feelings and I fully intended to mold him to do as I wanted, I just did not have a timetable.  It was obvious that he was confused from what he had to say and therefore I simply kept him talking and me listening.

“TJ I’ve been thinking about what to do with the law practice.  I have to be truthful and say that I have not missed the stress, although I do miss not using my brain on something other than how to avoid being choked to death on your cock.  I never realized just how thick the damn this is.”

“Yeah I wish.”

“You just don’t know.  My throat is still sore, not in the sense of a sore throat but in the sense of the muscles in my throat feel pulled or stretched.  Oh well, seriously Boss, what do you think?”

“Well babe, I wonder how you would feel about giving up the spotlight, managing 20 some odd people that work there, being in charge.  All of that is on top of using your brain.  I agree with you on that score.  I don’t think you could be happy not using your brain.”

“Master you have separated the issues.  While lying quietly on the bed during our exercise period this morning I have come to the conclusion that I want to subject myself to you.  My happiness comes from doing things for you, by having you be in the front, by being your slave, and not from being the managing partner in the county’s largest law firm.  I really think that I could be very happy if I could figure out a way to use my brain, the education and experience without my name or picture ever being in the newspaper or on television again.  I have come to the conclusion that the things that are important to me are my children, serving you — that is … being your slave — and using my brain.  When we get home will you do me a favor?”

“What?”

“Please don’t take offense and if you don’t understand me then please let me have the chance to explain.”

“Ok.”

“Let’s go by my house on the way home and I want you to take all of the files on Emily and my finances, bank statements, stock portfolios, and tax returns.  Then if you will figure out how much income you think that we will need to live.  If we need for me to continue to work I will do so, but if we don’t then maybe I could come up with some ideas to present to you to make a decision.”

“What do you mean?”

At this point I realized that TJ had stopped driving the cart and was looking at me.  “Are you mad at me?  Have I offended you or messed up?”

There was a long pause before he answered. “No you haven’t, but let’s cut this round short,” and with that he proceeded to drive back to the clubhouse.  He told the bag attendant to put the clubs in the back of the car.  I was puzzled as to why the clubs in the car but said nothing.  TJ was very quiet on the way to my old home.

I told William to gather all of the papers and files while I looked in the garage for some yard related tools and implements.  I went back into the home and sat down on the sofa and told William to get me a glass of water and to come sit down.  I said to him, “All right now what are you talking about.”

“Well, Master, if you decide that we have sufficient income then I could do volunteer work and would not have to have a paycheck.  The paycheck means nothing to me, because from what you have said, it would be direct deposited into a checking account that you controlled.  I would not have signatory authority over it anyhow.”

“If you could do whatever you wanted in life what would you do?”

“Well I hesitate to say this, but first are my children.  Does that make you mad?”

“No.  I have been thinking and if you and they are agreeable I would like to adopt them.  That would make them our children and they should be first.”

I sat there crying tears of joy.  “Second in my life is you.  I want to serve you. If it were possible I would like to spread myself so that you walked on me and your feet never had to touch the ground.  Third, I would like to determine a way that I could give back to the community without ever seeing my name in the newspaper, on television or in public again.  I want to do community service. I don’t want to hurt the employees of the law firm but I want to serve you.”

“Ok. But what are you going to do when the newspaper or television wants to do a story on you and what you are doing?”

“I don’t know, because what I want is for them to do the story about you.  It is because of you that I want to do these things, and as the master it should be you who is getting the credit.  Without you, none of this would be happening.”

“Let me think about this a little bit.”

“Why don’t you go put clean sheets on the beds and do the housework that needs to be done while I go through these papers.  And, by the way, get naked; you know you are not supposed to wear clothing in the house and this house is still an extension of the other.”

“Yes Master.”  When I was done I found TJ sitting on the sofa putting papers back into files, statements back into envelopes and shuffling a pile of paper on the floor.

“Put all of these papers on the floor into a trash bag. Do you have a problem?”

“Yes Master.    Every time I bend over or stoop down, the strap-on hits a spot inside and I am given a jolt.”

“Well, put your clothes back on and let’s go home.”

When we got home Duke greeted us and TJ said, “Damn I forgot to return that call from the lady who wants us to breed Duke to her yellow lab.  Take him for a walk and I will come out and meet you.

Duke is a big dog and he loved to chase squirrels, run and fetch.  I threw a stick for him, and ran away from him. He chased me and we roughhoused, rolling around on the ground.  When TJ found us we had walked several hundred yards from the house and I was yelling at Duke to catch a squirrel.  Obviously he was not successful but he brought me back a stick and I was bent over patting him and telling him how good he was.  TJ rubbed me on the ass and said, “Duke, we are going to Atlanta tomorrow and then the next afternoon we will be back and you are going to get a yellow lab piece of ass.”

Turning to me he continued, “Have you ever see two dogs fuck?”

“Yes, I know about two dogs fucking and then becoming knotted together.”

“Yeah, but have you ever seen what knots them together?”

“No have you?”

“Yes.  I was raised on a farm and one of animals that we raised was dogs.”

I turned us around and while walking back I put my hand on William’s ass, feeling the strap that was holding the dildo in him.  I rubbed my hand against him and he moaned and snuggled up against me.  I put my arm around his shoulders and brought him in tight.  I leaned over and kissed him and told him, “I love you.”  I noticed that Duke was sniffing William’s ass and trying to get his muzzle into his crotch.

As soon as I got into the front hall I stripped down and as I bent over to pick up my shoes, socks and other clothing, Duke stuck his nose right into the crack of my ass.  I let out a shriek and TJ burst out laughing.  Then TJ told me to fix him a vodka and to bring it to him in the family room.  I found him there on the sofa with the papers and documents from my old home.

I made William bend over so I could undo the strap holding the dildo in him; I then sent him into the bedroom, telling him to get the one the same color indicating that it was the same length but one size bigger.  This new one would be about the same size as my cock.  He brought it in and reached under the cushion of the sofa for the lube.  I greased it up and made him lie down on my lap on his back, I made him pull his legs up and spread them apart.  I then rubbed his rosebud and slowly fucked him on the dildo.  You could tell every time that I got a direct hit on his prostate.  “Do you feel it stretching you as I put it in and take it out?”

“Yes.  I was surprised that I was as tight as I was and I am surprised at the difference in width between the sizes.  You can hardly see it but you sure can feel it.”  He strapped me into this one and slapped me on the ass sending me into the kitchen to fix supper.  I took his glass with me, fixed him a fresh drink and brought it back to him.  He smiled at me.

I was busy in the kitchen and did not realize that TJ was behind me until his hands wrapped themselves, one around my breasts and the other taking my junk; his lips kissed my ear and he started taking nips of my skin.  God I wanted him to fuck me.  I groaned as he got me hard and I rubbed myself against him.  His thick cock instantly became hard and we sank to the floor.  I gobbled his cock, slobbering throat slime over it, licking the shaft and sucking his nuts into my mouth.  It was a hard fit and from his groan it may have hurt him.  I rolled them around and rubbed his taint.  He forcibly pulled his scrotum free and rammed his cock into my throat just as he unloaded his balls.  I quickly followed flooding his mouth.  We then turned around and kissed, stroked and made out. 

During dinner, Master told me that if I quit the law firm that we had more than twice the income we needed to continue our standard of living.  He instructed me to come up with a list of things that I could do to take the place of my work at the law firm. He specifically told me to be sure that it was as challenging as what I was doing.

I waited for William to finish up the dishes and kitchen and we then hit the exercise room for an hour before going to the bedroom, where I stretched him using an even thicker dildo.  It was obvious that he wanted to come again but I made him suck me dry before we fell into a deep sleep.

To be continued...

Posted: 03/30/12