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my day

I am lying on the floor of the closet, my hands cuffed in front of me, my dick locked in a chastity cage. The closet floor is hard but I am sound asleep, exhausted from yesterday. 

The first thing I know is when a plastic tube is inserted into my mouth. Even in my sleep, I know what it is: the long necked funnel my MASTER uses when HE has to Piss. Almost immediately, my mouth fills with HIS acrid morning Piss. I start swallowing it, knowing there will be a lot. There is always a lot.

When the Piss stops, I get on my knees and put HIS beautiful uncut Cock in my mouth. I clean the foreskin with my tongue, and feel HIM growing harder. HE begins fucking my face, and I take HIS Cock deep in my throat, feeling it grow until HE shoots HIS first load of the day. I swallow every drop.

HE goes back to lie down in bed, and I get up and go into the kitchen. I have many chores to do today, but the first is making HIM HIS morning tea and breakfast.  Since the lockdown started, I have been doing a lot of cooking, more and more complicated dishes each day. Today HE wants Eggs Benedict, hash browns and toast form the bread I baked yesterday. I make HIS breakfast, put it on a tray and bring it into the bedroom. I kneel by the bed while HE eats, in case HE needs anything.

When HE is done, I turn on the shower, and lay out HIS clothes while HE bathes. HE tells me i can eat the crust of HIS toast today. it is all i get for breakfast. i wolf it down, and I am waiting with the towel when HE is done, to dry HIM off. 

Then HE goes to work, working from home. I have a long list of chores, so I begin Them, but always listening for HIS call. HE often calls me in when HE has a zoom meeting, to have me under the desk sucking HIS beautiful Cock. HE can generally go for a long time getting sucked without cumming, so I spend a lot of time serving HIM. Always silently. 

Soon HE pushes me away and sends me off to make HIS lunch. I am making HIM a soufflé today, which takes some time, so I work hard and try to get it done quickly. When HE comes into the kitchen and sees there is still time left until it is done, HE is not happy. But HE examines the timer and sees there are 24 minutes left. HE then takes me downtown, and gives me 24 lashes with the cane. HIS mood improves.

After lunch, HE generally needs to take a shit. I am there with HIM nwhebn HE does, either kneeling next to the toilet, or else I am lying on the floor, serving as the toilet. Either way, I do what I am told. When HE is done, HE uses my tongue to clean HIS Ass. HE says, “There is a global toilet paper shortage! Why would I use a resource that is in short supply when I have a perfectly good slave?”  I always make sure to polish HIS asshole with my tongue, which HE enjoys.

HE goes back to work, and I have more chores, and then dinner to make. I work naked, even though people sometimes see me through the windows. HE does not care, and even requires that, if a delivery person comes to the door, I answer the door, naked except for my cage. Occasionally, one will ask if He can get a blowjob, and my MASTER generally says okay. 

Dinner is in the oven when HE is finished working, but HE does not want to eat right away. HE wants to torture me. HE spends time every evening dripping hot wax on my caged dick, or caning and whipping me, or using the violet wand on me. Some evenings HE works me over until I am drenched in sweat. Then HE sticks me in the downstairs bathtub and sprays me with cold water. I am always bathed with cold water. HE says hot water is for men, not faggots.

I serve dinner and again kneel by HIM, ready to bring HIM what HE needs, pour HIM more alcohol, or massage HIS Feet or suck His Cock under the table.  

I generally get to eat when HE is done, but HE always makes sure that most of my food is soaked in HIS Piss. Even if everything is not coated with HIS Piss, He makes sure that the last thing I swallow is HIS Piss. HE says slaves should always have the taste of the Piss of their MASTER. I thank HIM for this, every time. As HIS faggot slave, i know that the pleasure of food is not for me. 

HE has ordered me to make a complicated dessert. Every day I have baked for HIM: cookies, chocolate cakes, coffee cakes, doughnuts, soft pretzels, pies, chocolate mousse, tarts. Tonight HE has ordered Baked Alaska. I know I will be severely beaten if it does not turn out well, but fortunately it holds together and HE is pleased. I get more Piss for my dessert.

Then it is time for my nightly beating. HE beats me with a belt, a single tail, a strap, whatever HE wants to use. This is HIS aerobic exercise, and HE works up a real sweat, beating me as many as 300 or 400 strokes. Generally, by the time HE is done, I am sobbing in pain. HIS response is to get hard and pound my fuckhole, shooting HIS load deep inside me.

When I am released, I clean HIS cock, then lick HIS body to get rid of the sweat. When HE is satisfied, I follow HIM to HIS bedroom, where I give HIM a two hour massage. HE generally falls asleep during it, but when the time is done, HE usually wakes up to Piss in my mouth one more time.  Then HE puts me to bed: if I am lucky, I get to sleep in the closet. Sometimes HE makes me sleep in the basement, either in the dirt or on the concrete floor. I am cuffed again, and my dick is still locked in chastity. Tonight, HE feeds me Viagra and chains my wrists behind me around a rough wooden post. All night my dick throbs in the cage and I try to remain motionless, to keep from getting splinters in my back ass and arms. It never really works.

I know I will get no sleep, and my dick is on fire, throbbing hard in its cage and aching for release. I have been locked in chastity for many years, but my dick still hopes to get out and have me stroke it. I know, though, it will never happen.

I kneel on the concrete floor, my arms aching, knowing I will get no sleep. Yet I lean forward in supplication, and thank my MASTER for treating me the way a faggot slave should be treated. I am so grateful to HIM. I worship HIM. 

And I know tomorrow is another day. i am such a lucky faggot slave!

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