Date: Tue, 9 Dec 2014 10:23:13 +0000 (UTC)
From: John Brant <bigengineers@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bill's Boot Bitch - Authoritarian, military

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			     Bill's Boot Bitch

            Bill and I have been in arelationship for about five years
now. He is the dominate top man and I am thesubservient bottom boy.  You
can easilytell this when you see us standing together in our usual work
clothes. Bill isan appliance repairman for a major company. He was in the
army so has theposture and military bearing of a soldier. He is six foot
two, but wears 10inch black Chippewa logger boots with a one and a half
inch heel, making himlook almost six-four. I'm a high school teacher of
average height, if you callfive-nine "average". So when we are together
there is no question who is incharge.

             This is the way I wanted it. For sixyears I looked for a
dominate partner who knew how to use me without going toofar. Two of my
ex-partners had terrible tempers and when they got angry at me,they'd knock
me to the ground and kick the shit out of me with their steel toedboots.
Now, I am not against beingkicked, in fact I like it if it is done right,
but I don't want to have bonesbroken.

             Fortunately I met Bill at a leatherbar and as we talked it was
obvious we were made for each other. Bill liked tobe in command. He was
into leather and especially boots.  He liked to have a boot boy on the
floor byhis feet, licking his boots. For my part, I love boots and the real
men whowear them.  I don't mind being kickedaround by a boot master who
wants to teach me respect and discipline. Aftersome discussion we decided
to live together. Since Bill's place was larger thanmine and had a basement
with certain equipment that boot masters like to use, Imoved into his
house.

             During the work week our days startoff pretty normal. Bill is
usually up and out of the house before I get out ofthe bathroom. I dress
and am off for school. After work is when we have time together. I usually
get home first and quicklychange out of my teaching clothes into a pair of
black leather shorts, a blackleather shirt and a pair of spit shined
Corcoran combat boots. The shorts havea fly in the front and in the
back. (Sometimes Bill likes to insert a rubbertail in my asshole.) I then
head into the kitchen to fix dinner for us. Iusually run through a menu
with Bill at the beginning of the week and then Iknow what to buy and when
to fix it. I enjoy cooking. Around five I hear theheavy thud of Bill's
logger boots on the porch. He lets himself in and usuallygoes to the
sitting room and falls into his favorite black leather recliner.About the
time he gets settled, I come into the room with a can of Budweiserlite for
him. I then go down on my knees and begin unlacing his black
Chippewaboots. In order to show respect, I lick the toe of each boot as I
remove it.  Then I head off to Bill's room to exchangeboots. Believe it or
not, Bill does not want a pair of slippers or Nikes, hewants his Chippewa
high shine 18 inch engineer boots. Bill just loves thoseboots (and so do
I). He finds them comfortable, and their size gives him afeeling of power.
I slip on the bootsand out of respect I quickly lick the shiny toe of each
boot. Then it is backto the kitchen to finish fixing dinner.

             I serve out our food in the kitchenand put the plates on the
table and call Bill. Even though I am his boot bitch, I am also his partner
so he does allowme to eat with him. Besides it gives us a chance to talk
and decide what, ifanything, he wants to do after the meal. For example, he
may tell about somefrustration he had on the job and then say, "I really
need to have you suck meoff and then I want to fuck you hard." I guess when
he pounds my ass like that,he works off some of his aggression. So, when we
finish eating we head down tothe basement. He has a captain's chair at one
end of the room where he takes aseat. I then crawl up to his huge size
thirteen engineer boots and beginlicking them.  As I grovel at his bootshe
rubs his crotch and then opens his fly. He orders me to begin
sucking. Afterten minutes or so, he stands up and pulls me over to a carpet
covered packingbox and bends me over it. He then unzips my rear fly, puts
some lube in my holeand then begins fucking me. Like I said, if he had a
really bad day, he canreally pound my ass making the rough fucking really
painful for me. He usuallylikes to cum inside me. He then goes back to his
chair, takes off his condomand lets me clean up his cock. He then goes
upstairs to watch TV.

             On another night he may feel realaggressive and the need to
let off some steam. After the meal he'll say: "Let'sgo have some fun in the
basement."  Hetakes his seat in his captain's chair and I begin licking his
boots. He usuallygets up and goes for a flogger. He then calls me over to
the St. Andrew's crossand tells me to remove my shirt. Then he attaches the
Velcro restraints to mywrists and ankles. Next he uses the flogger on my
back for a few minutes. Afterthat he releases me and I drop to all fours
and he begins to kick my ass withhis heavy duty engineer boots. After about
twenty kicks, he allows me toworship his boots and begin licking them
again. He is usually seated by thistime, so when I hear him opening his
fly, I lick my way up to his crotch andbegin sucking him.  He then cums in
mymouth and I gulp down his cream as quickly as possible. He stands up and
beginskicking me just to let me know that I am his bitch and he is in
command.

             Those sessions with Bill are fun forboth of us as he enjoys
dominating and I enjoy serving. But about once or twicea week, one of Bills
three friends will call up and ask to come over for abeer. This means it
will be a heavy night for me.  A typical visit from Kurt might go like
this.At dinner Master may casually say something like: "Kurt is coming over
for abeer tonight."  A feeling of nervous fearsweeps over my body. You see,
Kurt is a sadist who really enjoys seeing me inpain. I enjoy a little boot
and leather pain, but not to the degree that Kurtlikes to dish it out. When
the doorbell rings, Bill tells me to answer it. WhenI open the door there
is a heavy set man of about thirty who is the same sizeas me. He is wearing
a white t-shirt, faded blue jeans, a black leather jacketand 20 hole black
Grinders boots that almost reach his knees. Kurt brushes pastme and mutters
something like: "Out of the way you fuckin bitch." Bill greetshim with a
kiss and they sit down on the sofa together. Bill orders me to get acouple
of beers, which I bring. Bill then gives another order: "Service
Kurt'sboots."  I dive for the floor and beginsliding my tongue over the
smooth leather shafts of those massive boots. Kurttakes good care of his
boots, so it is like licking fresh boot polish.  The two tops will talk for
a little while anddrink beer and then one of them will reach over and start
groping the other'scrotch. Then Bill will say: "Go ahead and suck my cock."
Kurt will go down onBill's pole and give him a slow and arousing suck until
he is feeling reallygood. Then Bill will say: "Let's go downstairs and have
some fun with mybitch." Kurt will reply something like: "I thought you'd
never ask!"

             The walls of the basement are"decorated" with BDSM equipment:
whips, floggers, butt plugs, dildos,restraints, etc.  Bill heads for
hiscaptain's chair but Kurt heads over to the St. Andrew's cross as he
calls tome: "Get your ass over here, you bootlicking bitch and take your
shirtoff."  He cuffs me to the cross with my chest to thewall. He then goes
and selects a flogger from the wall. When he comes back hebegins kicking my
ass with his powerful steel toed Grinders boots. He deliversabout five
boots to each ass cheek and then begins whipping my back.Fortunately he
does it lightly, so it just makes my body feel warm all over. Ilearned
early on that Kurt gets turned on by my groans and cries, so I begin
tocurse and gasp whenever he kicks me or whips me. Bill just sits and
watches ashe sips his beer. When Kurt feels he has sufficiently loosened me
up, he "cutsme down" from the cross and orders me to mount the "box" which
is a packingcrate of about 20" high by 4 feet long by 3 feet wide. Bill has
carpeted itwith some old rug remnants. Kurt pulls some butt plugs and
dildos of varioussizes off the wall along with a can of lube. I have
assumed "the position" ofbeing on all fours. Kurt unzips the back fly of my
leather shorts, puts on aleather glove and begins finger fucking me with
his spit.  When he gets my hole opened up this way, hethen puts some lube
on his fingers and on a medium dildo. He begins to thrustthe dildo into my
hole. I let out a muffled scream for which Kurt slaps my asscheek. He then
calls over to Bill: "Give me a hand here. Can you plug his mouthwhile I
work on his hole." Bill comes over to the front of the box and unzipshis
fly and brings out his massive cock. He feeds it into my mouth and I
beginto suck on it. Kurt then begins fucking me really hard with the medium
dildo.He finally pulls that out and gets a larger one. He begins screwing
the thinginto my hole, but my hole resists. Kurt begins slapping my ass
cheeks with hisleather gloved hand. He adds more lube and then assaults my
hole again with thehuge sausage. When he finally gets it in, he reams out
my hole with the monstersize piece of hard rubber.

             After a while he tires of thatactivity, so pulls out the dildo
and orders me off the box and on to the floor.Kurt likes to give me the
bovver treatment which is the skinhead way of usinghis boots to attack an
opponent. I usually start on all fours so my ass is agood target. Kurt uses
his powerful Grinders boots to land several good kickson my ass until I
collapse. He then walks around me kicking my sides, legs,stomach and
ass. Bill has told him that my head is off limits, thank God. Onceagain I
make a lot of noise, which is fairly genuine now, as his boot kicksreally
begin to hurt.  After tormentingme with his boots for five or ten minutes
he flops into a chair next to Bill's.He then unzips his fly and shouts:
"Get over here bitch and suck my cock."  I quickly bury my head in his
crotch andbegin sucking his dick. He usually gets hard pretty quickly
because all of hissadistic behavior has made his cock fairly firm
already. While I work on hisdick he chats with Bill about how his training
session with me went. Finally hesays: "OK, you son-of-a-bitch, I'm ready to
fuck the shit out of you. Get up onthe box." He then invites Bill to take
my front end while he attacks myasshole. He thrusts his cock into my hole
and begins pounding my ass. He usesthe deep treads on his thick soled boots
to give him traction as he pounds myhole. With each thrust I let out a gasp
or cry which seems to make Kurt moreaggressive in his fucking. When he
begins to tire he asks Bill to trade places.Bill is not as aggressive so it
is a good relief for my ass, but before longKurt wants to make his final
push. He takes over my hole again and with rapidstrokes brings his cock to
a climax as his body stiffens and he delivers hiscum inside my hole.  He
then pulls outand stumbles over to his chair. He pulls the condom off his
cock as Bill snapshis fingers at me and points at Kurt's cock. I crawl over
and suck his cock andclean up the cum. I then slide down to the floor and
gratefully lick Kurt'spowerful boots before I hear Bill snap his fingers
and I know it's time toclean up his crotch and service his boots.

             After about fifteen minutes oflicking Bill's boots I hear Kurt
start making noises about leaving. He gets upfrom his chair and comes over
and begins kicking my ass again while saying toBill: "Thanks for letting me
use your boot bitch. He's got a nice hole and doesa good job of licking my
boots. We'll be in touch."  His heavy boots make loud noises as he
climbsthe steps and then the door slams. Once he is gone Bill says: "You
know, I feellike a fuck. Get your sorry ass up on the box so I can fuck you
doggie style."I obey as fast as I can and am rewarded with Bill's cock
entering my body.  What a way to end a night of rough sex.