So, I got to Sir's house around 9:00 last night. I walked in, he smiled and said hi. Then he gave me the head lift that means lose the clothes. So I left my clothes folded on one of the chairs in the foyer and walked in. He stood and but refused to hug me when I approached. He motioned for me to follow him to the bathroom and pointed at the scale. My heart dropped, he has been on me about my weight loss recently. I got on the scale, which is in kilos, so it took me a few seconds to do the math. I am about 8 pounds below what he has set as my minimum weight. He was furious I didn't know what to do except stare at the floor. He told me to stand in front of the full length mirror in the bedroom and look at myself for a while and left the room. Yes, I am too skinny, I know it but given my caloric intake, it shouldn't be happening.
He came back about half an hour later. He asked me if I understood that I was his property. Yes I said. "Then why the fuck do you think you have the right to neglect and abuse my property?" Before long I was silently crying. He chewed my ass for 10 minutes. "What the fuck am I going to do with you? You disobedient cunt? You are my most beloved possession, you bring me such joy, there is nothing on earth I love more than you! What do I have to do to make you take care of the body that I own?" I could only look at the floor, shake my head and say "Beat me, Sir." He didn't, he has every right to and he didn't. He had me kneel and blow him. When he came, he stuck his cock down my throat and held it there. I closed my eyes and steeled myself to not gag, even if it meant passing out. I was freaking out and I finally opened my eyes to look at him, our eyes met and his looked sad. "We will fix you, my broken little one." I was fighting not to struggle, but I desperately needed to breathe. He pulled me off his cock by my hair pulled me to my feet. He hugged me so tightly I could hardly breathe.
We talked for a long time and I pleasured him again, but nothing for me, of course. I will weigh in next Friday and if I don't weigh the same as last night, or more he said he will take "drastic action". I assured him that wouldn't be necessary, but I have been saying that for the past month . I don't know if this makes sense to anyone, but while I didn't think it was possible, it just makes me love him more. Thanks for letting me share .
He came back about half an hour later. He asked me if I understood that I was his property. Yes I said. "Then why the fuck do you think you have the right to neglect and abuse my property?" Before long I was silently crying. He chewed my ass for 10 minutes. "What the fuck am I going to do with you? You disobedient cunt? You are my most beloved possession, you bring me such joy, there is nothing on earth I love more than you! What do I have to do to make you take care of the body that I own?" I could only look at the floor, shake my head and say "Beat me, Sir." He didn't, he has every right to and he didn't. He had me kneel and blow him. When he came, he stuck his cock down my throat and held it there. I closed my eyes and steeled myself to not gag, even if it meant passing out. I was freaking out and I finally opened my eyes to look at him, our eyes met and his looked sad. "We will fix you, my broken little one." I was fighting not to struggle, but I desperately needed to breathe. He pulled me off his cock by my hair pulled me to my feet. He hugged me so tightly I could hardly breathe.
We talked for a long time and I pleasured him again, but nothing for me, of course. I will weigh in next Friday and if I don't weigh the same as last night, or more he said he will take "drastic action". I assured him that wouldn't be necessary, but I have been saying that for the past month . I don't know if this makes sense to anyone, but while I didn't think it was possible, it just makes me love him more. Thanks for letting me share .