Unlocking the boy

With My collar fastened tightly around his neck and his hands bound tightly behind his back, the handsome submissive watches Me intently. he knows that I intend to push him to his limit, then beyond. he has watched Me as I played with others earlier in the weekend. "You are a hard SM Top, Sir," he remarks.

With electrodes fastened to his cock and balls, I begin. "Let Me feel the pain through your open mouth," I admonish. And I kiss him hard. he yields by opening his mouth, his tongue probing quickly into My own.

I turn on the Tens unit and begin to adjust the juice with My right hand. I place My left hand behind his head and force him to kiss My opened mouthed even harder. I do not shy away from the passion that I feel for him. An instinctual feeling that comes from a beastial center.

I turn the Tens dial and feel the tension in his body increase. his tongue moves wildly within My mouth and I return with tongue thrusts of My own. he succombs by opening his mouth wider and groaning. he strains against the rope, making his beautifully orbed biceps stand out.

"Good boy!" I growl quietly as I draw My mouth away and turn down the juice.

he breathes hard now and looks at Me. The lines on his temples smooth. I can tell that he, too, has unlocked the passion deep within himself. Nothing turns Me on more than seeing an intelligent boy surrender to instinct during play. he is helpless.

I turn up the juice and begin again. Open mouths, tongues, and I hold him against Me. he is a generous boy and relishes My attention by searching My mouth with his tongue, thrusting in and out like an erect cock. By sharing the gnosis of his journey toward the pain, he drives Me forward. I continue cycling the electricity and bask in the strength of O/our passion.

After 40 minutes I turn the Tens unit off and draw back slightly. he gazes at Me a vulnerable and trusting boy. "I want You to train Me to take more pain," he says. "I want to serve you and make you proud of Me. I want to be your pain pig."

Moments later W/we collapse on the bed. he is still hard. I place his handsome head on My chest. the boy that I had sensed two days before has now fully emerged. A bond has been established between U/us, LeatherDad and son, a foundation that W/we will build upon for years to come.

"May I call you 'Daddy Sir'?" he asks.

I receive the gift of his request. "Of course," I reply quietly, holding him firmly to Me. I feel him readjust his body to fit My own, his pecs filling the hollow between My chest and My navel. he strokes My abs and returns My embrace.