When he visited me in my hotel, David was dressed in long grey shorts – the baggy kind that left everything to the imagination as to his major assets. Since he wore his grey tee shirt over his shorts, it was also impossible to get a fair idea of the quality of his butt, which, I was soon to discover was worth showing off. He had bare feet and wore simple slippers. His tee shirt did allow me a first evaluation of his well developed chest, clearly showing his nipples underneath. He was wearing dark sunglasses when he entered the lobby of the China World Hotel in Beijing, but had taken these off and stuck them in the collar of his tee shirt once he was inside. I immediately recognised him from the photo he had sent. A Chinese boy in his mid twenties, about 1.70 m, handsome face, short black hair, nice brown eyes. What the photo did not tell was that David Cheng desperately wanted to be a bootlicking slaveboy of a white Master. A Master who would treat him roughly, discipline him and order him to lick and clean his boots. I was keen to give him that opportunity, albeit perhaps not to the same extent he loved and had endured before.
I signalled to David, as I will call him in this story but this is not his real name, to approach me. He came over at once, greeted me courteously and stood in front of me, legs slightly apart, hands on his back. "Sit down, David," I told him. "Thank you, Sir," he responded politely, speaking clearly, but with a strong accent. He was obviously nervous, which was not surprising, considering we were in a place where someone might recognise him. That chance was fairly remote, though, as his home town in China is Chongqing in Sichuan. I ordered us a drink and started a polite conversation, which put him at ease a bit. Then I asked him the inevitable question: "You want to go on with it, David?" He looked at my hiking boots, which I wore specially for that occasion. It would seem that his shorts had begun to tent a bit, but that was hard to tell considering how baggy they were. "Yes sir," he responded quietly. I stood up and indicated him to follow me to the elevator.
We were the only two occupants in the elevator. He stood opposite me, hands on his back and his legs wider apart than before, when we were in the hotel lounge. I pinched both his nipples through his tee shirt, which made him gasp. Holding his chin in my left hand, I began to check out his crotch. As I suspected, he was well and truly hard already - a promising sign. When the door opened at the floor where my room was, David followed me to the door. I opened it, and let him enter first. While I locked the door, he went to the middle of the room, took of his slippers, sat down on the floor on his heels with his legs very wide apart, his small hands resting on his bare knees. My Chinese slaveboy, who would be a welcome entertainment on my business trip to his country.
I walked towards him. Standing in front of him, I grabbed his hair, pushing his head back, so that he had to look at me. "You want to be my slaveboy?" I asked him. "Yes Sir, may I please be your bootlicking slaveboy?" "Take off your shirt, boy," I ordered. He did as told, throwing his tee shirt towards his slippers. "Now kiss my boots and stick your arse in the air." He took my right boot in his hands and pushed his lips on it, curving his back so as to make his butt stick up. After a minute or so, he moved to the left boot, obviously enjoying his position. As a student, he used to wait until all his roommates had left, and then lick their boots. I also knew this wasn't the first time for him to be in a position like this, as he had told me about his experience with an Australian businessman who used him as his personal bootlicking slaveboy. He visibly enjoyed his humiliating position. "Now stand up, boy. Hands behind your head." He quickly got into the expected position, his legs very wide apart. I let my hands wander over his well defined, smooth chest, and took his nipples between my thumb and index finger. I played with his little tits, which made him throw his head back and his hips forward. He was obviously the kind of boy that would enjoy small tit clamps. I would allow him that pleasure later, I decided.
I pulled the waistband of his shorts forward, noticing the bulge in his white briefs. Pushing his cotton briefs down, I discovered a thick bush of black pubic hair around his erect _c_o_c_k_. "Take your shorts and briefs off boy," I ordered. He did as told and assumed the same position as before. I took his hard _c_o_c_k_ in my right hand, and fondled his balls with my left. A drop of precum escaped from the slit in his _c_o_c_k_. I let my finger go over his slit, collecting the precum which I fed to the boy, who began sucking my finger, tasting his own precum. I milked some more precum out of his _c_o_c_k_, smeared it over my boot and made him lick it off. While he eagerly licked off his own precum, I pushed his head down with my other boot.
"Turn around and show me your arse, slaveboy," I commanded. He immediately obeyed, bending over as far as he could. I let my left hand wander over his nice butt cheeks, gave him a few gentle slaps, and pushed my slippery finger, still wet from his saliva, against his sphincter. It quickly went in. This boy had definitely had more than a finger up his arse. He moaned slightly, as I pushed my finger in further. Enough pleasure for now, I thought. "Fetch me the paddle," was the next order. The boy looked confused. I pointed at a bag in the corner of the room, indicating where he could find it.
David knelt next to the bag, going through its contents. When he had found what he was looking for, he went over to the couch, where I had sat down. He stood next to me, his _c_o_c_k_ pointing towards the ceiling, and handed me the leather paddle. It was a small one, most suitable to warm up his attractive butt cheeks. He had been spanked before, he had told me, so this small paddle should be no problem at all. I patted my right thigh, indicating he should drape himself over my knees. He carefully positioned himself over my knees, spread his legs, making sure not to squash his balls. I felt his _c_o_c_k_ and balls from behind, between his legs, before I started the spanking. He was still rock-hard. His hole felt wet and slippery. He was definitely ready for his spanking. The first three swats landed on his left cheek, which quickly turned pink. I checked if he was still hard, which he was. Four swats for his right cheek, which also changed colour. In total, he got 20 swats on his bubble butt, fairly distributed between both cheeks. At the end he was as hard as he had ever been.
I made him stand in front of me again, in the position he was now familiar with. I put small metal tit clamps on his nipples, connected by a thin metal chain. Then I made him bend over again and take a lubricated _d_i_l_d_o_ up his crack. It slipped in without any trouble, a ring in the middle making sure it stayed in place while I made him kneel between my legs. "Now lick my boots, boy." That was the command he was very keen to hear. That was what really turned him on more than anything else. Eager to please, he went to work on my right boot, and then my left. "Do you like that boy?" I asked. "Yes Sir, it is fabulous," he responded softly. I let him have it for a while and then pulled him towards me. I wanted his tender fingers and lips on my nipples, and told him to get on with it. While he demonstrated he knew how to please a Master, I unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped the fly. I pushed him down, allowing him to use his mouth on my _c_o_c_k_, while continuing to use his fingers on my nipples. Then I had him lick my boots again, before I made him untie my bootlaces. I made him lick my right boot, while he took off my left one. I patted his face with my left foot and made him suck on the sock while he removed my right boot. I let him inhale the smell of blue cheese that came off my socks. I had showered before David arrived, but, especially to please him, I had put on the same socks I had worn during the entire hot day. I made him lick the socks and then remove them with his mouth. Having done that, I ordered him to suck my toes. "Do you like that smell, slaveboy," I asked him. "Yes Sir, I adore it. Thank you Master."
This boy was clearly enjoying his role. I made him undress me completely, and laid back on the couch, with my feet on the table. This gave him easy access to my arsehole. Without much encouragement, he began to lick it, sticking his tongue in as far as he could manage. I gave him ample opportunity to use his hands and mouth on my arse, _c_o_c_k_, balls and nipples, and finally came, squirting cum all over my chest and belly. He had done a great job, and definitely deserved a reward. David was so horny that he had to touch his _c_o_c_k_ and start masturbating. "No way, boy," I thought. "You will have to wait!"
I removed the _d_i_l_d_o_ from his crack, keeping this for later. "On your belly, boy." I ordered. "Legs wide, and put your _c_o_c_k_ between them." I placed one of my boots in front of his face, so he could lick all over it, while I probed his crack with the big toe of my right foot. "Do you like that, boy?" "I love it Master. Thank you, Sir." I let him enjoy it a bit longer, then let him suck my toe that had just been up his crack. He seemed as eager to suck that as he had been to lick the boot. I put on my left boot, while he continued to suck on my toe. "Turn around, boy. On your back." I put on my other boot and stood above the boy. I first placed my right foot gently on his soft belly, then moved towards his chest, exerting more pressure. Next I put my boot on his face, with enough pressure to distort his nose. Without any encouragement, he began to lick the sole of my boot. Next I placed the slippery sole of my boot on his _c_o_c_k_, the heel on his balls, and pushed against his belly. Moans of pleasure arose, as I was grinding my boot in his _c_o_c_k_ and balls. He tried to role on his back, increasing the pressure of my boot against his private parts. "I love it Sir," he moaned.
While he was still on the floor, I blindfolded him and inserted the _d_i_l_d_o_ back up his slippery arse, before I led him to the bedroom, next to the room where we had played during the preceding hour or so. I made him position himself on the bed, spread-eagled, face up, before I tied him to the four corners of the large bed. I gently removed the tit clamps, rubbing his nipples afterwards to make the blood flow again. He was visibly pleased to have the clamps removed. Then I began to suck his nipples, which made him groan. I massaged his balls and licked his _c_o_c_k_. I pushed the _d_i_l_d_o_ further up his crack, then pulling it back in a gentle rhythm. I kissed his sensuous lips. Being blindfolded, he did not know what was next, but his moans and hard _c_o_c_k_, which leaked precum, clearly indicated his state of excitement.
I must have played with David for at least half an hour, before I let him cum. Big blobs of semen landed on the pillow and on his chest. I collected what I could, and fed it to him, so he could taste more of his own cum. I made him swallow it and lick my fingers, before I untied him. After I let him rest for a while, I made him put three thick pillows on the bed and position himself over it, his arse providing a nice target for his next spanking. This time, I used my hand and my belt. After about 30 swats, he was rock-hard. I put my boots on again. Placing the pillows under my head, I made him take position between my legs, his arse towards me, and lick my boots. His tongue explored every part of both boots, while I had a good chance to admire his bubble butt and explore his crack. [I have only played with one bootlicking slave before – twice. However, the way David loved the bootlicking and covered the boots with his saliva was something I had never experienced before. He is clearly addicted to it. If you need a boy like David when visiting Beijing, I suggest you contact him. He is also keen to experience group _s_e_x_ and very willing to try all sorts of other things. I have added his email address at the bottom of this story.]
I played with his _c_o_c_k_ and balls, gently and subtly as I love to do, but also rougher using my boots, as David enjoys it. I moved the _d_i_l_d_o_ in and out his arse. Then I made him lick my arse and suck my _c_o_c_k_ again. He did an expert job, making sure that his hands were also used to excite me. After he had made me cum again, I let him rest. He fell asleep on the bed, resting his head on my chest, utterly exhausted. My session with David was a memorable addition to my first trip to his country.
Please contact me at hotdate@hotmail. com if you wish to get in touch with David, who is keen to meet a white master, as evidenced by one of his emails:
"i am studying in chongqing, sichuan province. steifer is the wrong name of boot, i know that. u can correct it for me. u can tell people my email in ur story. i love anyone come to discpline me, when he comes to china. attach me more bootlicking pics, and ur story. urs stiefellecker"
You can also contact the boy directly at: stiefellecker25@hotmail. com