Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2011 20:24:33 -0400 (EDT)
From: Ken Smith <subboi4master@aol.com>
Subject: Sir Yes Sir, Chapter 9

SIR YES SIR (SYS) Changed my Life Forever
Chapter 9

Created by SYS, written by SubFagBoy
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If you are under age or otherwise not allowed to read male/male sexual
stories, leave now. If you're allowed, get ready for a good true story. The
names and places have been altered to protect my true identity, as SYS
still wants me to continue to work and earn income.


Sir and Terry beat my ass and made me suck their cocks all afternoon.  As I
drove home that night I began to question what I had gotten myself into...My ass
was on fire, my throat was sore but the more I thought about it the more my
little pee pee strained for release in my pants.

I waited all week for a call or email from sir but didn't hear anything.  When
the weekend came I emailed my schedule to Sir like I was taught.  I sent him my
schedule for the week and just waited.  I knew I was off Friday and hoped
Thursday would work for him but I also wished he call me even earlier.   My ass
had begun to feel better and I was now wondering if id ever hear back from him.
I wanted his cock in my mouth so bad and I really needed to lick those balls.  I
missed the taste of them.  God I really was addicted to the taste.  It was as if
he tapped into my inner psyche and I now needed him.  Monday came and went and
no word.  I desperately wanted to email him but I didn't want to get in trouble.
Tues morning I woke up and saw an email from him.  It was simple and short:
"Boy, meet me at my place Thursday night at 11pm...don't be late!"

I got a boner just reading it... I answered, "Yes sir" I wanted to write more,
that I was looking forward to it and that I was so happy to hear from him but I
didn't want to seem desperate, I felt happy and ashamed that I was so addicted to
him, already.  He wrote back a few minutes later...I was surprised...I was hoping
maybe he would like to chat but it was short and direct once again and it made
me really nervous..."you are to go to the store today and buy a leather collar,
bring it with you Thursday, no excuses faggot!"

A collar? I thought to myself...what does he want with at? My mind was
racing...I wasn't even sure where to get one? The leather shop? The pet store?
What could he want with me wearing a collar? I began to wonder again why I was
so addicted to him...why didn't I just tell him to fuck off? MY rock hard little
pee pee was the reason I had never more nervous but also, I had never been more
turned on!

I decided to go to the pet store to buy it as I figured it would be less
embarrassing than buying it at the leather shop.  I was wrong...when I got to the
checkout at the pet store, the queen behind the counter must have read my mind.
Instead of just ringing it up he called the manager for a price check! I couldn't
believe it.... when he hung up the phone he looked over at me and raised his
eyebrow.  How did he know it wasn't for my dog???? I couldn't believe this.  The
manager came over and grabbed the collar and asked me what type of dog I had...I
hadn't anticipated this and I must have totally blushed. I mumbled something
like, "he's a mutt"  but I could tell he somehow already also knew it was for me.
He handed the collar back to the clerk and said "HIS collar is $16"...I swear I
must have turned purple with embarrassment.  I handed the clerk a $20 and rushed
out of there as fast as possible.

How did I become such an obvious fag so quickly?  Just 2 weeks ago I was a
masculine butch guy that no one would suspect was even gay, let alone a sub cock
sucking fag.  Was it written on my forehead??? I drove home and wondered what
I had become...the more I thought about it, the harder I got and I knew it was
meant to be...Also, while I had no idea what awaited me on Thursday, I also
Couldn't wait to get there!!

After work on Tuesday I logged on to see if sir had written and was surprised to
see yes another email from him.  I was beginning to see he was a man of few
words as this one read: "its Tuesday at 6 pm, no more jerking off that useless
pee pee of yours boy till I say so. Don't dare try to lie to me either as I will
know and you will regret it"

No jerking off? For 2 days? Sheesh, this was going to be near impossible!! I was
so horny from not seeing him already and even though it was humiliating the whole
scene in the pet store made me hard and horny was well.  I wish he had warned
me!!! I would have jerked off earlier...I had been so busy with work the last
day or so that I hadn't cum since Monday morning.  The more I thought about it,
the more I wanted to but I was also scared to defy him.  How would he know I
wondered?? As horny as I was I decided to go for a run and try not to think about
it.  I though about how much my ass hurt when I drove home last week and decided
I didn't want a repeat of that.  I kept my self as busy as possible for the nest
2 days, but I swear it took all my focus not to jerk off.

Thursday night finally came and I headed off to Sir's place.  I grabbed the
collar and put it in my bag and made sure I had enough time so I was there
early.  I was to wait in the parking lot down the street from sir and wait for
Him to contact me.  I arrived at the lot at 1045, so I was safe.  At 11 on the
nose I saw his jeep pull into the lot.  He pulled up next to my car and motioned
for me to lower the window

"Leave your car here boy, we're going out tonight" he said. I'm sure I made a
puzzled face, cause he barked, "lets go boy and bring your collar!!"  I rolled
up the window and grabbed my bag and jumped into his jeep.  It smelled good in
there, smelled like him.  I looked at him and wasn't sure what to say.

"Just relax boy, we're going to grab a drink at the bar down the road"  He knew
I was nervous and that helped me relax a bit.  "Cool I said, sounds like fun"
Off we drove and we made some small talk.  He was being sweet actually, asking
me about my week and work and stuff.  I didn't really pay attention to where were
going and was actually enjoying his company.  For the first time I wasn't nervous
around him, it felt good.

After 20 mins or so, he pulled into a parking lot and I knew immediately where
we were.  The ramrod, the notorious leather bar for masters and boys.  I had
never been there before as it wasn't really my scene but I heard it could get
pretty crazy in there.  My heart started racing and I wished we hadn't come here.
I wanted to be between his legs, on his bed, servicing that cock that I was
addicted too.  Being out in public like this made me nervous.  He must have read
my mind, as usual:

"Just relax boy, you're with me.... now, take off your shirt and put that collar
on!"  I couldn't believe my ears...."I couldn't move, I was frozen.  "BOY!!!, did
you hear me?"

We were sitting in the car in the lot and I was afraid to move.  He smacked the
back of my head, and said again, "boy what's wrong...you brought the collar,
right?"

"Yes sir, but..." I wasn't sure what to say.  I wasn't ready for this. I didn't
want to wear a collar in public and I never went into a bar shirtless!  I wasn't
sure what say, I was panicked

"But, but but.... there are no buts fag...you do what I say, when I say,
Wherever I say and to whomever I tell you to do.... correct?" he said

I was nervous but somehow I mumbled, "Yes sir"

"What's that boy? I can't hear you!"

"Yes sir" I said but in my heart I didn't want to.  Of course my little friend
between my legs had his own ideas and was hard as a rock

Again it was if Sir read my mind.  He reached over and grabbed my pee pee through
my pants..."boy your mouth says yes but your little pee pee here wants to go
in...Now stop making me mad and get that shirt off and the collar on...I'm sick
of waiting for you meet me by the bar"  and he hoped out of the jeep and left me
there.

I was so confused and scared...here I was miles from home, and about to go into
the leather bar, shirtless and collared no less.

I didn't want to go in without him so I took my shirt off as fast as possible and
hoped out of the jeep with my collar in hand and ran after him.

I caught up to him as I fixed the collar to my neck...it was a little too tight
but I didn't care, I was too scared to care.

As I caught up to him he looked me over and said, "you look good faggot! I don't
know what you were so nervous about"  I mumbled thanks sir and tried not to make
eye contact with anyone.

We walked into the bar and it was dark and smelled like stale beer and men...I
made sure not to leave his side

We walked up to the bar and said to the bartender, "me and my boy will have 2
beers, pay for it boy and meet me in the back" I was mortified and unsure what
to say but I looked up at the bartender and he didn't even blink he was already
pouring the beers.  I guess he saw this stuff all the time and I actually
realized a little.  He handed me the beers and said "$10 boy" I handed him the
money and left a tip and started looking for sir.

The place was pretty big, with multiple floors and room and all of them were
dark.  I just sort of kept me head down and searched for him as quickly as
possible. I finally found him sitting in a dark corner away from the crowd.

I handed him his beer and sat next to him.

After some awkward silence, he started:

"Boy, you like being my faggot right?" he didn't wait for me to answer as we both
knew the answer to that. "You like sucking my fat cock and licking my big balls
and you like when I order you around and spank you.... you're a faggot boy...MY
FAGGOT.  I've explained to you several times what that means and you always end
up agreeing with me. SO why do I always have to remind you of that? Why do I
always have to fight with you to get you to do as I say?...Don't answer just
listen, boy...when I'm done I'll ask you say yes sir or no sir and we'll both
know where we stand....As my faggot, you already know, you are to
what/when/where/who ever I say...if you would just say yes sir when I tell you
something, you will save both of us a ton of time and you will save your ass
from being whipped red and blue like last week with terry.... when I tell you to
put on a collar and take off your shirt, you just say yes sir and we're on our
way...instead you always say 'BUT'....'but but but'....I never want to hear you
say 'BUT' EVER again.... now if you agree with me say yes sir when I'm done but
If you don't, just take off the collar and walk away...I will drive you back to
your car and we can go our separate ways...now for the final time...yes sir or
No sir.... do u want to be my fagboy and do as I tell you.... now answer me!"

I felt bad, I knew that he was right and I felt bad that I was such a wimp as to
put him through this each time. I couldn't really help myself though. I get
nervous not knowing what was going on. But deep down inside I knew he was right
I knew I was a faggot and I knew for sure I wanted to be his faggot.  I thought
about his cock and balls all the time.  When I heard his voice my pee pee sprung
to attention and also, I trusted him.  I knew he would never really hurt me and
I knew he knew what I needed.  I looked him in the eye and said it:
"Yes sir...I would be honored to be your faggot, sir"

It was as if no one else was there...we were in a crowded bar with tons of guys
all over but all I could see was him.

He smiled and said "good boy" he took a big swig of his beer and so did I, I
felt good and happy and I began to relax a bit.  The entire time I had been stand
ing in front of him while he sat on a tall stool.  He took another big swig of
his beer and again so did I

Then he looked me in the eye and said, you're a good boy...now get on your knees
and suck my cock!"

My heart skipped a beat, my blood pressure shot thought the roof and I was
scared to death...I had NEVER had sex in public, heck I had never been in a bar
without a shirt...I was frozen, I could see the smirk in the corner of his
mouth...he had totally set me up for that...I had just finished telling him id
never say "but", never question his authority.....I didn't know what to
do...there were literally hundreds of guys around...everyone would see it,
everyone would know I'm a fag cock sucker....I stared into his eyes to make sure
He was serious...he didn't blink....I didn't know what to do....but once again my
pee pee helped me make the decision, I was hard as a rock and knew the answer
already...I kept my eyes on his as I sunk to my knees I said, "yes sir"

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