submissiontales

Houseboy: Sunday

Sunday mornings are the best.

You wake up in the soft light of the morning, in your Master's bedroom. In your Master's bed with your body pressed against his naked body, and you feel happier than you've ever felt in your life. This is what life is supposed to be about, these are the moments that make life worth living.

He's still asleep, resting face down with an arm thrown possessively around you, and even in his sleep his power over you is absolute, his presence is so commanding...

Houseboy: Saturday

It's Friday right when you're getting out of work, and he calls you.

- Hello, boy. Are you free this weekend?

Be careful, boy. You know it's a trick question. 

- No, Master. 

You're not free. You're never free. This ritual is just a reminder and he likes hearing you say it.

- Good boy. Are you available?

You run a quick check of the things you have to do for the weekend. You would drop everything if he ordered you to, but he likes to keep it balan...