Lately, I received a mail from a boy in Lebanon, who believes he is my youngest admirer. I haven't played with under-aged boys ever since I was that age myself, and so the story that follows is pure fantasy, written to please my young Lebanese cyber slaveboy. I hope you enjoy it just as much as slaveboy George did.
I am waiting for my master wearing my new birthday present, which I got yesterday. When I was sitting at my master's feet as usual, last night, Master Rob told me he thought I needed a special treatment since it was my 14th birthday. I expected to get a chance to lick my master's _d_i_c_k_, but instead he told me to get the parcel he had brought in and unwrap it. But I am running ahead of myself, and had better start from the beginning, which is with the following email, which I sent to Master Rob about half a year ago, after reading several of his stories. This is what I wrote then:
"Hi Master,
i don't know where to start from. i'm a Lebanese boy and have always been exited by slavery. You won't believe it, but i'm only 13 years old (i'm honored to be the youngest fan of Yours). Your stories have exited me, but i'm a foot fetisher. All i dream about is to worship Thy Master's feet; lick them clean, suck them ... i also like _c_o_c_k_ worship. Unfortunately, i live in Lebanon so i guess we'll never meet (my parents wouldn't let me see You, i'm still a minor and they don't know about my fetish. i've never played M/s games except with my friend one short time. He was the Master because i always like to be the slave. I BEG You to answer me if i am worthy to waste Thy precious time, at ......
Your submissient slave, george"
I was fortunate enough to get a reply very soon after I had sent my email and I was wrapped when Master Rob informed me about a special scheme that allows the exchange of high-school students between Lebanon and his country. I immediately enquired about that scheme in Lebanon and then started to convince my parents that I should use this wonderful opportunity to broaden my horizon. It took quite some talking, but at long last my parents gave in and my plan to stay at Master Rob's place for almost a year came to fruition. I have been there now for three months and want to tell you about my daily life as a slaveboy in Master Rob's home.
When Master Rob comes home from a busy day at work, he likes to sit down and relax. I will bring him a glass of wine and then sit at his feet, while his two servant slaves, Stefan and David, prepare dinner, talking to each other in a European language I do not understand, but which Master Rob is fully familiar with. When I am sitting at my master's feet, I mostly wear my thin, black, leather slave collar and am often dressed in just my PE shorts, which I got when I was twelve. They are really getting quite tight, which Master Rob seems to like, as they show my bubble butt quite nicely.
Days passed and I was still with Master Rob and really loving it. I started to miss my parents, but being Master Rob's youngest slave was absolutely great. One day he came from his work so exhausted that he could hardly stand on his feet. As I crawled towards him, to greet him, he sat down and ordered me to remove his shoes and socks and to massage his royal feet. I love being ordered to do that and did it with great excitement for at least half an hour. When he felt more relaxed he ordered me to kiss his feet and suck the sweat between his toes. I was really getting hot and wet as I joyfully sucked and licked. I soon started to get hungry. Since his two servant slaves who usually prepare the dinner had been picked up by one of Master Rob's friends to serve at a party, my Master ordered a pizza, which arrived 30 minutes later. He took it and put it on the floor. I didn't know what he was doing and was surprised. Then he started smashing it with his royal feet and said: "So you're hungry slave, aren't you?" I politely replied "Yes Master", after which he said: "Well lick the cheese and tomato off my feet so they are CLEAN again, slaveboy." I immediately started licking my Master's feet clean and to eat the pizza he had smashed. Master Rob was visibly excited and decided that I can be his footslave for the remaining 6 months. I was so glad - I really would have the privilege to worship Master Rob's Royal Feet on a daily basis.
That night, I was really lucky, as something happened that I was looking forward to, but which had never happened when the servant slave were around. I was first ordered to strip and show Master Rob my young body. I was really proud when he fondled my hard _c_o_c_k_ and balls and told me that he liked them. He gave me a few slaps on my naked buttocks, which got me even more excited. Then I was ordered on my knees, between my legs and had to take his hard _c_o_c_k_ out. I unzipped his fly and saw the bulge in his briefs. I first unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his trousers, pulled them down a bit, and then took his hard _c_o_c_k_ out of his briefs. He told me to lick it, which I did with great pleasure. I let my tongue go all the way up and down his shaft and licked the head of his uncut _d_i_c_k_. It smelled and tasted really good. I had never had a _c_o_c_k_ of an adult in my mouth; only the small cut _c_o_c_k_ of a school-friend of mine. He then told me to take it all the way in my mouth and massage his balls. I really loved it! He ruffled my hair while I sucked on Master Rob's _d_i_c_k_. He told me to 'get ready' - I could only guess what he meant and guessed right. He did not tell me to take his cum in my mouth, but I did all the same. I wanted to taste and swallow my master's cum. It tasted really nice - a bit salty and very creamy. I loved it and licked his softening _c_o_c_k_ completely clean before he put it back in his pants. I wish those servant slaves were lent to one of the master's friends more often. Perhaps I make a suggestion in that direction. At worst I'll get a good spanking for being too bold. I'll accept it with great pleasure. I love it when my cheeks get warmed up by his masterly hand or paddle.
When Christmas came, both his servant slaves and me got presents from Master Rob. David got a pair of tight leather shorts, which he was allowed to wear that night. It looked really hot on the boy. Stefan got a whip; one with a wooden handle and several soft strips of leather, about half a meter long. It looked quite frightening, really. I quite enjoy may bottom being spanked, even with the paddle on my bare buttocks, but this whip looked fiercer than I would enjoy, for sure. However, Stefan seemed to adore it and begged Master Rob to use it on him. Master Rob promised he would use it on both him and David, but not until 'the little boy' had gone to bed. I felt a bit humiliated by that comment, but also might not have liked to watch the servant slaves being whipped, I guess. Then it was my turn, to unpack my present: a video with more foot fetish that I had ever seen before. I was so pleased and watched it immediately thereafter, while Stefan and David cleaned the table and then prepared themselves for a session I would not be allowed to participate in. I asked them the next day what had happened, when Master Rob had left the house. All they were willing to tell me is that they got whipped it on their naked buttocks and then got to suck Master Rob. I was a bit jealous, I think, but also dying to find out more. Unfortunately, they were not prepared to give any further information, not even when I offered to lick their feet or suck their _c_o_c_k_s in return. They knew Master Rob would not have approved of it, which made them stick to their earlier decision. So I went back to watch my new video instead.
Wen I was sitting at my master's side last night, licking his feet, which I consider a treat and makes my master relax, he ruffled my hair and looked me in my brown eyes. "It's your 14th birthday today, slaveboy, and I think you deserve a present." I was so pleased that my master remembered and hoped that I would get to suck on his _c_o_c_k_ and balls as a special gift. That thought itself gave me an instantaneous erection. Instead, I was told to get the parcel that he had brought home and unwrap it. I stood up, unable to hide my state of excitement in my small PE shorts, and scampered off to get the parcel. Master Rob smiled when he noticed I had an erection and lightly patted the bulge in my shorts. I sat down at his knees again, to unwrap my present. I was thrilled when I found out it was a black, leather body harness, with a metal _c_o_c_k_ ring attached. There was also a black leather thong to go with it. I was in seventh heaven and would have loved to try it on at once, but realised that there was no way I could have got the _c_o_c_k_ ring in place. Even today, I had to use some ice cubicles to soften my _c_o_c_k_ sufficiently to get it on.
When my master is at work, I have to go to school. Master Rob expects me to do well at school and since I am an ambitious little boy and want to please my master, I strive for high marks. I do not always do as well as I promised Master Rob, but there is an easy explanation for that. Firstly, my goals are almost impossible to achieve and highest than any of my classmates. And, secondly, when I don't reach my goals, Master Rob spanks me to make me perform better. I love his strong hands on my butt and gladly take my position over his knees to accept the spanking. I am not quite as fond of the leather paddle, but when he tells me to get that from my room, I make sure I get is as quickly as I can so as to be a good obedient slaveboy. Spanking time is invariably after dinner. Master Rob then expects me in his study, where he is sitting in his swivel chair. Last Wednesday, I entered his study to go through the spanking routine. After he had told me to get the paddle, he made me stand in front of him and explained why I would be spanked. He lectured me about the virtues of having good marks, while he unbuckled my belt and pulled my jeans down. He did not pull my shorts down then, but he must have noticed that I was already hard. He then made me lie across his bare knees (he always wears his shorts on hot sticky summer evenings) and bared my bottom, to deliver the spanking. He began with his hand and then picked up the paddle. I was so excited that I could not stop myself ejaculating in my underpants. After that, I was dismissed and told to be back in the lounge in 10 minutes. There, I sat at his feet again and feasted on his toes, now only wearing my favourite PE shorts.
Life at Master Rob's home has been a fantastic experience, which I would not have liked to miss. I got to worship his feet almost on a daily basis when he was at home. Fortunately, Master Rob did not need to do too much travelling when I was there. I did suggest to Master Rob that he should lend the servant slaves to his friends more often - I did get paddled as anticipated. However, he also took the hint and let me feast on his royal _c_o_c_k_ on several occasions. I really got a taste for cum and would love to suck on lots more _c_o_c_k_s when I am back in Lebanon.
I hope you like my story, even though you may be less of a foot slave than I am. You can contact Master Rob at hotdate@hotmail. com, if you wish to send comments.