Date: Wed, 10 Nov 2010 20:41:48 -0500 (EST)
From: bamaboi2serve <bamaboi2serve@charter.net>
Subject: The Story of Master Daddy, Sir

The Story of  Master Daddy Sir,

by bamaboi2serve
with the approval of
Master Daddy Sir


     i am kneeling in front of the computer, still naked except for a plain
leather collar and the diaper that Master Daddy Sir has ordered me to wear
to bed tonight. I have consumed a baby bottle of my pee pee as well as
several glasses of water to make sure my bladder will be filled, and that i
will pee pee in the diaper overnight. When i do, i will suck the pee out of
the diaper as a reward from Him.
     He has just communicated with me online in a chat program, only the
second time that has happened, and i remain as hard as my little pee pee
dickie can get as a result of the experience.
     It is as close as i have physically been to Master Daddy Sir, who
lives many hundreds of miles away. Yet he has had a significant impact on
me and my knowledge about what i am.
 Even though he is no longer online, i feel his presence, and can envision
myself kneeling in front of him in person, hands behind me submission,
sucking on his massive superior cock for as long as he requires my
attention. Or perhaps he will have me working my sissi tongue into his
asshole, keeping him happy and clean.
     i knew so little about myself when i met Master Daddy Sir. i thought i
was just a bottom. i thought i was just submissive. He taught me so much
without ever even being in my presence.
     He taught me that i am a true bootlicker. He trained me to lick the
boots that used to be mine, but are now his, filling a bowl with my pee pee
and then using my tongue to wash the boots with the yellow liquid, getting
them completely clean. i end up spending much more time than necessary on
them, and in the middle of the night, i am tempted to lift them up to my
face for more licking, though i know enough not to do so unless i have His
permission in advance.
     He has taught me that i am not to try to understand too much, to leave
the decision making to Him. i am a stupid sissiboi, and do not need to be
thinking too hard about things. Master Daddy Sir will decide things for
me. All i have to do is ask.
    He taught me how much of an ass licker i am too! Since i could not lick
his ass in person, nor reach my own, he trained me by having me insert a
dildo in my cunthole (what he has me call my asshole) for a period of time,
from a few minutes to a half hour,and then lick and suck it clean. How much
of an ass licker am i now? Again, i have to fight the urge at night to take
the dildo and lick it even cleaner, to shove it as deep as possible into my
throat so i can experience the feel and scent of an ass in my cocksucker
hole, which is what Master Daddy Sir calls my mouth.
     Master Daddy Sir selects my undies and panties for me to wear each
week, from the list i sent him along with a lot of other information about
toys i have for him to use on me remotely. I keep all that information in a
document called my "Naughty Book". i update it as i perform assignments for
him, as i punish myself on his command, and as i cum when he permits
it. Sometimes he has me keep a log of when i pee pee and go poopsie, and
then write the information in the Naughty Book. I do not know why he wants
that information, but i do not have to know. He wants it is all i need to
know.
     Master Daddy Sir has forbidden me from buying any new undies or
panties without his permission, and has told me to find some baby-like and
feminine-like undies online. I found one site recently with some lace "boy
shorts" in various designs and colors. I want so much to buy them, but, of
course, i am waiting for permission. They would make me look like a bitch
slut, and hope he will let me buy them some day, but he may want something
more slutty.
     Master Daddy Sir also controls my pubic hair, of course...how much i
am allowed to have on various parts of my body. As with my punishments and
assignments, i sent him frequent photos of myself to let him see that i
have followed his orders.
     When i first started wearing the undies and panties he assigned, i
sent pictures so he could see each of the ones i have instead of relying on
my Naught Book list descriptions.

   i have never actually met Master Daddy Sir, but i hope some day i may be
allowed to serve him in person. He has two live in slave bois who must be
the luckiest submissives in the world! i hope they realize that! He has a
submissive wife too, and she too must know how lucky she is to serve him.
     i am getting pretty good at obeying and not fucking up. It has been a
while since He has had to punish me, although there are sometimes training
punishments to remind me who is in charge.
     i find myself laying in bed wondering what it would be like to be
kneeling in front of him in my submissive position, licking his booted feet
clean, having him insert his fingers in my mouth for me to suck on, pulling
my face into his muscular cheeks for me to rim him for hours on end until
my lips are chapped from the work. Then he might take off the boots and i
would clean his feet, sucking each toe as if it were a little cock, waiting
for him to pull on the chain attached to the toothed tit clamps i am
wearing, each pull telling me to move to the next toe.
    If i am lucky, he might also let me clean his armpits, though i suspect
they are reserved for the live-in boys, and maybe the submissive wife.
    Master Daddy Sir has a series of ranks of submissives, and i am slowly
making my way to the final submissive position: slaveboi. Over the past few
months i have graduated from sissiboi bitch to bootlicker cumslut to my
current position: asslicker cumslut.
    Tonight Master Daddy Sir has assigned me more asslicking work, to help
me learn to be the best asslicker i can be, and then perhaps win a
promotion to pissyface cumslut...then to slaveboi trainee, and finally, if
i work hard and obey, slaveboi.
     Master Daddy Sir is the best Master in the whole world, and i am so
happy serving Him.

Master Daddy Sir reads everything before i am allowed to send it to
Nifty. He was unhappy with one part of the essay. He writes:



my cocksucker cumslut will be punished for whining about the boyshorts you
wish to purchase.  Under no circumstances are you to whine about panties
you wish to buy or wear it is up to your Daddy to decide without any
influence from a cumslut piss faced little princess sissi.

My princess diaper boi will be regressed one entire day wearing a diaper
and plastic panties (which you will order immediately - the ones you showed
me). Until the plastic panties arrive you will kneel in your submit positon
for 20 minutes each night before bed with 'my' boots in front of your
face. My princess cumslut will not touch the boots with your tongue or
mouth and no cumming.  Notify your Master when your plastic panties arrive
and you will be regressed.  My cumslut needs to learn not to beg, whine,
plead for new panties or anything else.

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So i messed up. Not only do i not get the panties i wanted so bad, but i am
to be punished too. I must learn to be a better sissiboi.


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Master Daddy Sir
through
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