Date: Mon, 17 Jan 2011 20:48:31 -0500 (EST)
From: bamaboi2serve <bamaboi2serve@charter.net>
Subject: Master Daddy Sir Takes Me Out

Going Out with Master Daddy Sir
by bamaboi2serve
with permission and editing by
Master Daddy Sir.
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     i was so excited that Master Daddy Sir had selected me to accompany
him out for dinner!
    His other slave bois had gone with him many times, and told me about
the excitement of being out in public with Him, and i was really ready for
it to happen!
    Around His house, Master Daddy Sir usually wears just a jock strap and
sometimes a thick leather harness. That makes it easier for his boys to
serve him as soon as he issues the command. But for the dinner night out,
he wears a beautiful jet black suit with a white shirt and a black tie. On
his feet, he wears the black boots my tongue has licked clean so many times
that i can taste them just by looking down at them.
     Sometimes Master Daddy Sir likes to have one of his boys cum or piss
on the boots and then have the others lick them clean. He is a very
thoughtful Master that way, always spreading the fluids among his boys.
     Master Daddy has instructed me explicitly how to dress for the night
out.
     Underneath, i was to wear frilly pink girly panties with skin tight
black jeans over them. On top, i wore a bright pink boy-beater with a
picture of a cartoon princess on it. A plain black leather vest wen t on
over the shirt. Around my neck, of course, was my welded-on slave
collar. It is silver with a single ring where a leash can be attached. I
was on permanently, although sometimes Master Daddy Sir had me wear a
turtle-neck shirt over it.
     I wore girlie running shoes, yellow with a flower pattern, and no
socks, like some school girl might.
     In my cunt hole, i had inserted a medium blue plug to remind me of how
a boy's cunt hole is supposed to be used. In my pocket was the pacifier
Master Daddy frequently has me keep in my mouth when he did not have his
massive cock in it.
     Master Daddy Sir called me to his anteroom a half hour before we were
to leave and gestured for me to position myself over his lap. He did not
have to tell me to lower my jeans and panties. I did that automatically and
put myself in position for his spanking.
     Sometimes Master Daddy Sir punishes us by spanking, but other times,
it is an exercise to remind us of our place. A routine discipline spanking,
one of the other boys calls it. No matter. It still hurts!
     As Master Daddy stated in, using his large bare hands, first one one
cheek and then the other, he spoke to me about our night out.
     "There are, as always, rules you must follow when you are out there
with me. Different rules even, from what you follow here at home. Do you
understand me, sissiboi princess?"
     "Yes Sir!" i said, sobbing a bit from the steady blows to my ass that
had now warmed and reddened the cheeks.
     Master Daddy didn't slow down a bit, just continued his stead pace
from one cheek to the other. At one point he stopped for just a second and
picked up a hard wooden paddle, then he continued the paddling, back and
forth, back and forth...my ass was burning and i had no way of knowing how
long it would go on!
    "I am spanking you to keep your sissiboy princess cocksucker cunt hole
and cheeks nice and tender for the night out, so there's no danger of you
being distracted by some handsome Master or some cum slut cocksucker
waiter. Do you understand cunt?"
    "Yes Sir!" i practically shouted, as if i were an army private and he
my Drill Sergeant.
     Master Daddy Sir increases the intensity of the paddling and i felt
tears slip from my eyes in reaction to the increasing pain.
     "When we leave here tonight, we will be driven to the restaurant by
one of the slut boys, and you will sit in the back seat with me. You will
slide your jeans and panties down to your ankles as soon as you get in the
car. You will then play with your little dickie until it is hard. Then you
will place your hands on your girlie titties and play with them until I
tell you to stop. Understand?"
     i told Master Daddy I did understand, trying at the same time to
control my reaction to his painful
 discipline.
    Suddenly he stopped, reached between my cheeks and pulled the plug out
from my ass abruptly. In a single motion, he pushed it into my mouth, which
I had opened in immediate obedience to his desires. He turned it around
inside my mouth, allowing me to lick it clean of my own juices. After a
minute he pulled it out of my mouth and slammed it back into my cunt hole.
    "That's just to remind of of what you are as you eat tonight
cocksucker. Go get dressed, We leave in five minutes!" Master Daddy said as
he stood and pushed me to my knees.
    I pulled up my panties and forced the jeans over my hard pee pee
dickey, which created a bulge, even with my small tool.
    A few minutes later we were walking to the front door. I reached ahead
and opened the door as required, and quickly closed it to keep my
to-the-rear position in relationship to him.
    As i had been trained, i walked to Master Daddy's left, behind him by
one step.
    When we reached the car, I again opened the door for him, and scrambled
in after him in the wide back seat. As the slut driver started the car, I
opened my jeans button and pulled them and my panties down to the floor
around my ankles.
     Several times we pulled up to a stop sign or red light, and Master
Daddy Sir turned don the dome light inside the car, attracting the
attention of the cars next to us. I blushed as they looked in on my odd
dress, nakedness and little hard-on.
     Finally we arrived at the restaurant and Master Daddy Sir told me to
pull my panties and jeans back on. I did so and leaped out of the car to
open His door for Him.
     Master Daddy Sir had instructed me that i was not to sit at the table
inside until he gave his permission, so when the waiter led us to a center
table in the dining room, Master say and i stayed standing. The waiter had
noted my collar and dress, and was not shocked at all, but a nearby table
with a family that included two older teen boys was another story. I could
tell they were watching. The Dad was blushing at the odd scene playing out
next to them.
    After a while, Master Daddy Sir told me to sir, and i did, following
his orders to sit on the very edge of the chair, with my back straight and
my feet squarely on the floor. It made me look fairly ridiculous, and i
knew that was what Master desired. The position made my pink underwear show
at the back of my my jeans.
     I was not, or course, allowed to order, and it made my little dickie
hard as Master placed an order for me from the Children's menu. When my
children's hamburger arrived, Master reached across the table and made a
big scene of cutting it up into pieces, then saying loudly, as he held a
fork with a cut up piece out to my mouth: "You may eat now boy!"
     He had told me in advance i was to chew each bite twenty times, and so
i did...waiting for him to feed me a second and third piece when it suited
him.
     I could tell the family next to us finished up their meal extra fast,
wanting to escape the scene next to them. But one of the sons watched very
closely to what was happening. I could see he was being turned on by
watching me be treated as a submissive little boy, despite my size and
obvious age..





    Eventually the family left and Master Daddy was finishing up his
meal. Suddenly he stood up and pulled me by the leash he had left attached
to my collar in the direction of the restroom.
    At the urinal, Master Daddy unzipped and pulled out his massive
cock. We had practiced what i was expected to do, so i immediately knelt
next ot Him and used my mouth to take his tube sideways and hold it,
pointing it toward the urinal to relieve him of the need to hold it as he
pissed.
    I could feel his piss surging through his cock, and it turned me on
terribly.
    Just as He was finished, the bathroom door opened and in walked our
waiter, a young man with jet black hair and several visible
piercings. Master Daddy smiled at him as he stood, surprised, but not
shocked at the scene he had walked in on.
     When he walked up to the urinal next to Master Daddy, He gestured
toward me and offered my services. "He'll make it easy for you, and it's
fun to watch him being debased by being used as a pissing cock holder...and
you won't even have to tip him!"
     Zane, as i would later learn was his name, pulled out his own cock,
long and much skinnier than Master Daddy Sir,s huge member, and i
positioned myself at his side, taking his tool gently in my mouth to repeat
my new special service.  Again, the feeling of the piss rushing through the
cock in my mouth was amazing.
     "Get his drips sissi!" Master ordered when he had finished pissing,
and i used my tongue to take up the remnants of his piss at the end of his
slightly hard cock.
     Master Daddy and Zane walked over to the door and continued their
conversation leaving me kneeling to be used by any other stranger who
walked in.
    No one did, and we returned to the table leave. Master Daddy handed
Zane a very generous tip and a card with his cell number on it, telling him
to use it sometime so he could see how submissive his sissiboi cocksucker
really was.
    On the return home, the process was reversed. I dropped my jeans and
panties to the floor and again played with myself as passing cars glanced
over, spotting my arm moving in a tell-tale motion. But this time Master
Daddy gave me a simple order. "Cum, sissi!"
    I did, shooting up into the air, the cum dripping back on my hairless
crotch and hand.
   Master Daddy reached over and scooped up most of the cum, and then wiped
my face, spreading the cum over me. Then his hands were in my mouth, and i
was licking them clean. As ordered, i pulled up my pink panties and jeans
when we got back to the house, and escorted Master Daddy Sir back into the
house.
    "You did well, Sissi, no go to your cage and get some sleep!"
    I was joyful because He had told me i served him well!
   I slept well that night.


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