Slave Bron arrived bright and early this morning and we went off for breakfast while we waited for the house to empty. The meal was just as enjoyable as his conversation, I really do appreciate submissives I can connect with on more levels than purely sexual. From there, the slave drove me to a hardware store so we could pick out an appropriate length of chain and a favorable padlock to make his collar. He certainly wanted this and was quite certain, as when we returned to the house I had him kneel, and locked his collar on, making it official that he was mine.
We wasted no time in heading to my room where he worshipped my body and my manhood like a good slave should for his Master, got me good and horned up, I happily climaxed in his mouth, and he slurped down my cum like the cumhungry slave he so eagerly loves to be.
We relaxed a while before I had him serve me by doing my roommate’s laundry and making their bed, clearing up the living room table area, putting a few things away, and then driving me out to gather some supplies for an upcoming trip of mine to Canada.
Once we returned, it was time for my new collared slave to head home, I kissed him goodbye and he drove out...my collar still locked on his neck.
This one is definitely real. I almost have a hard time believing it myself.
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