Not everybody is made to be a master. For many it’s something you’re born with or you’re not. And even if it is in your family legacy, every once in a while that characteristic can skip a generation. I adore my grandson, Jack. He’s cute and intelligent and perfectly capable of deciding his own path. When I introduced him to the buyer’s club, giving him a taste of power and privilege, I was surprised when that guy told me man felt off. Not this bloke was uncomfortable with the idea of men owning studs, but this guy found himself fantasizing about being one of the studs himself. It had never occurred to me that Jack would watch himself as submissive, or that being owned would be something bloke would wish or need. But I could tell gink was sincere, and I couldn’t deny him the satisfaction I know many of the blokes had felt formerly him. I told him it wasn’t easy. The demands of a bondslave can be intensive, even scary at times. This diversified masters require various things, and it is not his place to question it once he’s properly sold. Guy said this chub understood, but I had to be sure. As my grandson, I craved to be the one who brought him in for his grooming and initial assessment. I told him I would treat him like every 1 greater amount boy, giving him the real, authentic, unbiased practice. That guy said that was precisely what lad desired, so I let my feelings go and admitted Jack to become a bondservant, and for me to become Master Charger. As in a short time as I got Jack up on the presentation block, I was pleasured with how well buddy took to his new position. Man was dutiful, conformable, and took to my direction and tone very well. Perhaps it was that bloke trusted me and knew that I wouldn’t harm him. Or perhaps it was our own sensual history this made him eager to serve. Or it was his actual nature… the nature of a sub… finally feeling at home… When I took off his clothes, I began to think of him more as a product and less as my body and . I could watch what attracted me to him, yes, but I began to watch him as something the buyers would love too. Smooth, soft skin. Occasional freckles. A round bubble bum without an imperfection. I knew how it tasted, but it didn’t finish me from feeling it and licking it like it was the first time. It was amazing for Jack to see me taking full oversight of his flesh. Smacking his bollocks, fingering his apperture, and stroking his penis. Fellow needed to learn that being a vassal meant that his flesh, his entertainment, and his ache were no longer his to check. As I took off my shirt and restrain, I planted his face right into my crotch. That guy stayed put as I began to undress, training him to sniff the scent of my hairy crotch throughout this the good fabric of my suit. Every boy needs to know his master’s scent. Learn it, embrace it, crave it, and know it is the sign of their superior. Jack has tasted me formerly, but gink needed to inhale me. And as I looked down at that dear, innocent face, I couldn’t believe how well chap took to it. It took everything in my power not to fucking him right then and there. I wetted my fingers and toyed with his hollow, feeling the familiar sensation of his soft, stretchy sphincter around my digit. It fit like a ring, stern but smooth. I knew boy would make someone very happy. As I prolonged to open his apperture, tasting it, sniffing it, and feeling it relax on the end of my tongue, I could see Jack playing with his rock fierce cock, turned on beyond expectation. Boy had never been treated like that before. He’d never been with a man who would use him, dominate him, and make him feel like what bloke is: a bondservant. I was so happy this I could be the one to deliver this moment to him. To give him that luck to learn his actual nature and give up check. How fortunate is man, I thought to myself. Of all the men who would bring him in, to have his loving, caring, nurturing, and powerful to be the one. I knew I was going to have to open him up. Certainly stretch the limits of his apperture. It was just the way of it. Not just because I love him, but because fellow needed to know what it is like to be taken by a man of my position: a master. It would be coarse, and a little scary, but it would be the evil test of potential. If boy could handle this, he’d be well on his way to being someone’s prize possession…

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