2:45 AM

“You can leave anytime you want boy, I won’t stop you or tell anyone about this. You’re here because you want to be.”

Daniel leaned back into the sofa with his slender legs crossed in his skinny jeans, his head cocked to one side watching me as I remained kneeling somewhat uncomfortably on the floor in front of him.

“No one has seen us, everyone else has either already left, or is fucking each other downstairs or passed the fuck out in one of the bedrooms an hour ago.”

He laughed “even Elaine is unconscious down the hall. It’s just you and me.”

I glanced nervously at the closed door of his den. Daniel was right, there was barely a sound from the rest of the house and we were ensconced in the smallest room on the top floor.

“So what’s it to be boy?” he asked again, pressing the foot he’d spent the last 20 minutes having me massage & suck on back toward my face, “do you want to leave? or do you want to be a good boy and open your mouth for me to piss in?”

I swallowed.

“I…I’m really not gay Daniel” I said, “I’m not su..”

SMACK

“I’m not gay Sir!” he snapped, correcting me & stopping me mid sentence as he leaned forward and slapped me hard across the cheek.

Blood rushed to my face as I sat there, still cradling his right foot.

“Of course you’re not gay David.” he said, using my name this time as he pulled a cigarette from behind his ear and lit it. “You’re just submissive, and hot for being bullied. In fact being bullied is your biggest turn on isn’t it slut? I know all about you and the things you can be made to do.”

I sat there, still massaging his foot. I’d massaged dozens of Women’s feet – at all times petite findommes I’d paid handsomely for the privilege. Daniel wasn’t wrong, I loved tiny women bossing me around – especially as I stood at 6″1 and despite carrying a little too much weight I lifted regularly and was relatively strong. I loved towering over the women who had so much sexual power over me, but now here I was being dominated by a 5ft7 semi-androgynous twink.

My cock was straining inside my jeans.

“I’m losing patience boy, so I’m gonna stand up in front of you now…” Daniel said as he slid his right foot back into his boot “…and I’m gonna stand in front of you, and you’ll unzip me, reach in and take my dick and put it in your mouth.”

I just stared at him.

“Then I’m gonna piss into your mouth, and you’ll swallow it all like a champ won’t you?” Daniel stood up, and moved to stand directly up against me.

This was insane, I’ve never been into guys but something about Daniel was turning me on harder than any woman ever has.

“Boy.” he said, interrupting my train of thought by reaching down and stroking my cheek gently before slipping his thumb into my mouth, “you are a toilet now for me, aren’t you?”

I sucked his thumb gently and stared up at him.

“Yes Sir.” I said quietly as I unzipped his fly.

“Good boy, and remember it’s not really gay.” he said, emphasising the “gay” in air quotes as he removed his thumb from my hungry mouth, “it’s just doing what your bully tells you. And you at all times do what your bullies tell you because you’re a good boy.”

I nodded, and took his semi-erect penis into my mouth. A moment later, a warm jet of piss shot into my mouth and it just kept coming and coming as I kept swallowing.

“Good toilet” I heard Daniel say.

11:30 PM – EARLIER THAT SAME NIGHT

I hate parties. That’s not to say I hate people or good times or fun, I’m not some

miserable prick old before his time – but I do hate how everyone always separates into cliques at these things (especially when I don’t know many people to begin with)

That being said, I was new to living in London (usually visiting only to attend football matches, or occasionally to indulge in my other passion – being bullied by findommes) and having landed a job I actually wanted, it was quite cool my new colleagues had invited me out on my first weekend in the job, especially as at 35 I was ten years older than most of them.

The party was in a big shared house that five of my new colleagues lived in with a few other random people. I met Nick outside the tube station for the walk up to the house. As the other Ops Manager in the company, Nick and I were working closely together and had struck up a friendship on my first day over a shared love of inappropriate jokes and Premier League trivia.

“Alright mate?” I said greeting him.

“Evening.” he replied, “let’s get in there and get obliterated.” he laughed.

“Sounds good to me!” I replied – truth is it was my first Friday night since starting work and I’d have preferred to chill by myself, but if I’m here I may as well try and fit in with the spirit of it. “Other than our mob, who else lives here?” I asked.

“Some gay dude called Daniel, trim little fella who looks like he was rejected from My Chemical Romance.” he said laughing “proper famous little cunt he is, but he likes a smoke so he’s alright.”

“Ok.” I said laughing, “who else?”

“Dan’s best mate Elaine, and she is well fit bruv.” he said.

“Oh yeah?” what’s she look like I asked.

“Cute ginger bird with freckles.” Nick replied as we rounded the corner to the house. I could hear the music already. “She’s got a proper attitude on her though, like she thinks she’s better than everyone. At all times got new designer gear on and loads of cash despite being a paralegal, must have an OnlyFans.” he joked as we arrived at the house.

“There she is.” Nick said as we walked up the steps and saw a ginger girl through the window talking to another of my new colleagues.

My blood ran cold.

Elaine was known to me by another name. Princess Jenny, a findom who I had met with several times in London. I had paid money to her so she would bully, humiliate and one time even piss on me in an alleyway (her idea, but I had to say yes)

At that moment she spotted me gawping through the window, and after a moment of confusion on her face she saw me standing next to Nick and a smile spread across her face.

“Come on stop staring you loser.” Nick said breaking my reverie, “she’s hot, but don’t be so fucking weird.”

Nick opened the door and we stepped in.

“Alright Elaine?” Nick said as we closed the door behind us.

“Sound mate ta.” Elaine/Princess Jenny replied, “who’s your friend?” she said motioning to me, a curious expression on her face.

“This is Dave, he’s just started with us at Allodyne – he’s replaced Pedo Pete.” Nick said laughing, referring to my predecessor who had obviously incurred an unfortunate nickname.

I dreaded what my nickname might now be if Elaine had anything to do with it.

“Hi Dave, nice to meet You.” Elaine said with a slight smirk on her pretty face as she extended a hand.

“…You too.” I stammered back taking her hand and giving it a somewhat limp shake.

“I’ll let you two mingle.” Elaine said, “I need to go and discover my dearest Daniel, I have some gossip for him.” she continued, winking at me as Nick turned away. I followed him, unsure of what might happen next.

2AM – MEETING DANIEL

Despite the cold fear lingering in my stomach that Elaine would tell everyone about me, nothing seemed to happen.

I barely saw her for the rest of the party, and I’d actually had a good time with my colleagues and Nick, who pulled a random girl toward the end of the night. He winked at me as he disappeared with her to one of the many bedrooms.

As most of the guests started leaving I considered doing the same, I felt a tap on my shoulder.

It was a petite good looking guy, maybe 20 or 21 and dressed in far cooler fashion than I’d ever dare attempt.

“Hi.” I said, extending my hand, “I’m Dave, and I’m guessing you’re Dan?”

The young guy looked me dead in the eyes and said “I am Daniel, but you will call me Sir from now on.”

“The fuck!?” I exclaimed, “what are you talking about?”

“Princess Jenny told me all about You Boy.” he continued. My face fell.

Daniel smiled, seeing how worried I looked. “She told me every detail, and I have a theory about You. I think you’re such a submissive little humiliation junkie, that you’ll become by little bitch too.”

“Look Dan…” I said, trying to reason with him.

SMACK

Daniel had slapped me in the face, I was stunned. I looked around, no one else in this corridor but us.

I felt anger rising in me, I opened my mouth and then I saw Daniel open his mouth and spit straight into my face. I felt it land and drip down my nose and cheek toward my mouth.

I was stunned.

“Lick.” he said, smiling at me. “We both know you want to.”

I felt the droplets moving further down toward my mouth. I could see Daniel staring at me, his eyes searching mine. Despite towering over him I felt small and powerless, I stuck my tongue out and obediently collected his saliva before bringing it back into my own mouth.

Daniel smiled. “Good Boy. Now follow me upstairs to my little hideaway den for a conversation. We won’t be disturbed, and I want you to rub my feet whilst I decide which of my bodily fluids I want to deposit in you next.”

Daniel turned and walked off without looking back. The front door was only at the end of this corridor, I could just walk out, but my cock was rigid inside my jeans. I followed Daniel up the stairs, and into his den watching and somewhat admiring how tight his ass was.

I’d felt dominated by women many times, this felt so much more intense. As Daniel took his seat on a plush bench at the end of the room, I closed the door behind us and knelt at his feet, my head bowed.

9AM – THE NEXT MORNING

“Wake up toilet.” I heard with a laugh.

Daniel/Sir and Elaine/Princess Jenny were standing over me. I was laying splayed out on a soft rug in Daniel’s den.

“I’d just been filling Elaine here in on what a good boy you were last night.” Daniel said, a huge smile on his face.

“I was telling her what an excellent toilet you are for me, and how excited you’ll be to become a complete object for me in all methods.” he continued.

Elaine was grinning ear to ear.

“What?…what do you mean?” I asked.

SMACK

“What do you mean, Sir?” Daniel said.

“Sorry Sir sorry.” I begged. What the fuck was wrong with me? I could pull this guy’s arms off with ease, yet here I was getting hard again for him bullying me.

Daniel smiled down, it was like he knew what I was thinking.

“Kiss my feet boy.” he said, a smirk on his face.

I looked down at his feet, small and with the same painted toenails I’d sucked last night. My cock stirred.

“Yes Sir.” I said, pressing my face to his feet.

“Haha!” Elaine laughed, “he really is such a little bitch for you. I almost didn’t believe it!”

Daniel smiled at her, “this boy here insists he isn’t gay. I think that was truly the case until I broke him last night, he was so weak all it took was some smacks to the head and a little coaxing language and he became a complete fag.”

Daniel knelt down, and pulled my head up from his feet.

“Open.” he said, spitting a huge glob of spit into my mouth.

I swallowed.

“Now Boy, suck my dick.” he opened his flies.

I sighed. “Yes Sir, thank You Sir.” I meant it. I couldn’t say no to him.

“Good.” Daniel replied, smiling. “You’re about to graduate from a toilet, to a cumdump.”

My cock was as hard as iron. Daniel saw.

“Haha, we’ll be getting that in chastity soon.” he said, pressing his foot into my crotch. “A horny boy is a well behaved boy, and I want you permanently horny, docile and willing to please me.”

“Yes Sir.” I panted out.

“Now.” Daniel said as he moved his hardening cock toward my waiting mouth “show Elaine and I how warm, wet and welcoming your mouth is.”

“Yes Sir” I said again, accepting his hard cock into my mouth.

“Good fag” he said again, closing his eyes as I began to pleasure him.

“I want you to stay with me for the weekend boy, cancel any plans you may have had as I will be fucking you.”

“Yes Sir.” I mumbled, sucking his dick.

“and then after that, let’s see about getting you branded.”

I stopped sucking.

“Branded Sir?” I enquired.

“Yes Boy, it’s crucial a victim like You is clearly owned. We wouldn’t want my little cumdump falling under some evil Woman’s spell would we?” he said, smiling at me, and then turning to wink again at Elaine.

“I…uh..”

“Shhhhshhhh.” Daniel said, “all you have to do now is suck. Let me worry about your future. Back to your task, obey your bully.”

“Yes Sir.” I replied.