Mistress Honey ~

The sun is just rising and so do I. I stretch and then go and wash my face and begin to make breakfast. My toy is struggling with all of this noise going on around him, wiggling his naked ass, begging me with his motions to be touched and used. I go and pull the vibrator from him leaving his ass once again gaping wide open. I pull the panties
from his mouth, my panties, and again give him a drink the same way I did last night. Squatting over him letting it run out of my pussy after filling myself up with the liquid. It is a little more difficult this morning because he is on his hands and knees, but he lifts his chin for me, tongue out, such greedy little slutboy for anything I have to give him.

"Do you have to piss little toy?" I ask him softly in one ear.

"Yes please Mistress, I can't hold it much longer," he begs.

"Who told you to hold it? Here in the woods you are just a little animal for me to play with, just my toy. Just go there where you are, it is of no matter to me. you will be getting a bath soon anyway." his face goes red at this. I can see him struggling not to wet himself, but he obviously has to go badly and soon a little golden stream falls from his cock soaking the ground beneath him.

"See you are just a plaything and your basic needs are so unimportant. But we want you strong, so you must eat." I place a shallow bowl of oatmeal in front of him and take off his blindfold. his arms are still staked and he looks up at Me obviously confused. "Just your mouth toy, that is all you need to eat." he drops his head and begins to eat, little salty tears falling into his meal. It breaks my heart to see him so unhappy, he is so much more than just my toy, he is my love, but he craves this humiliation as much as he craves my hand on his cock.

"Oh, don't be sad, sweet slave. you please Me so, being such a good little toy, my darling slutboy. I will even give you a little pleasure while you finish your meal." I move around behind him and turn the vibrator in his ass up high. I then begin to fuck my slut hard in his tight ass showing no mercy while he tries to eat as best he can. his little gasps and moans are such a pretty sound. As he licks the bowl clean and I stop suddenly leaving him frustrated and open wide, he has not cum and he wants more, much more. Then I unstake his legs and arms, and allow him to rise and stretch his tired muscles. I then order him back down on all fours. I snap long leash onto his collar, then thread it back between his legs and up over his back. As I tug on the thin braided leash it pulls tight between the crack of his ass, rubbing against his aching cock and teasing his asshole. I begin to walk into the woods, my favorite pet behind me. I know he remembers my threat last night of there being someone else this morning. I know he is near trembling with fear at not knowing where I am taking him now. But I know what my slutboy needs, more than he does, and when we get to where we are going he will get it, get exactly what he needs.

Honeys.toy ~

i heard Her rise at dawn and thought, She will now make me cum again, I long for it. i wondered if She would untie me, feed me and let me go to the bathroom? Oh God, my body, my being, my cock aches for Her. i heard Her moving about, She will come to me soon i thought. Finally She approached me, at least i think it is Her. What if it is someone else? She removed the blindfold and took Her panties out of my mouth. i hoped She would give me more of Her tasty panties to suck on. Then i was allowed a drink from Her cunt juices, that was such a turn on.

When She asked me if i needed to piss i told Her yes, that i need to pee so bad, and She ordered me to relieve myself like an animal. i tried not to, but when i couldn’t hold it any longer and finally wet the ground beneath me i was so ashamed. Then She told me to eat using only my mouth in the bowl. my cock kept getting harder and harder. i felt like a slut, Her slutboy. i was totally humiliated for my Mistress. my nipples were hard, my body in need, my mind wondering my fate today. Then She put a leash on me, and ran it through my legs so that it rubbed against my asshole and cock, God it hurt so good. She led me away, my cock brushing the ground, extending to meet whatever might graze against it. Little twigs and leaves teasing it with no mercy, no real relief. Now, i wonder where are we going. i am once again so hot for my fate. i have been a good slave boy. Will She allow me great pleasure, the opportunity to cum again? Who is this stranger She threatens me with? All this goes through my mind as Honey leads Her toy through the woods. Little spasms rock my body, but i mustn’t cum until She allows it. Oh, but i do ache so.

Mistress Honey ~

We move through the woods slowly, my sweet pet behind me on his hands and knees. I tug occasionally on the leash, not because he is lagging behind, but because it rubs on his cock so nicely and I love to hear him gasp. We are nearly to our destination so I stop and put the blindfold back over my toy's eyes. I know this will heighten his anxiety, which always makes it better for him. I know as well he is not forgetting my words of there being someone else today. Just a hundred more yards or so more and we move into a clearing. There in front of us is a small log cabin. I lead my pet to the old water pump in the middle of the yard.

"Lay on your back sweets. It is time we get you cleaned up. And do spread those legs wide. I shouldn't need to tell you that," I scold him. he does as I order and I begin to pump icy cold water onto his hard cock. he gasps and tries to close his legs. Being blindfolded still he did not know what to expect.

"Don't you dare close those legs." I slap at his inner thighs, giving one side a cruel little pinch. "Lift your hips. And take hold of that cock, you will stay hard. And I want you all clean." I pump the handle again and a small stream of frigid water hits him. I see him tense and know the sensation must be intense. A little dribble of water runs from his crotch up between his nipples, they grow hard from the cold and I cannot resist pinching each of them as the last of the water runs onto his amazingly hard cock. he thrust his hips higher as the water stops. My slutboy is so bothered right now he would hump anything I put between his legs and beg for more. he is still holding his cock and I see him begin to move his hand, stroking up over the head.

SMACK... I bring the end of the leather leash down onto his hand and cock, striking him.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHhhhhhhhhh," he cries not expecting this. he thought he could get away with this tiny transgression but no, I am watching him. I am always watching him.

"you will not stroke your little slutboy cock without permission. Is that clear?"

"Yes Mistress, i am sorry. Please, i am so sorry. Your slut just aches so." he bites his lip and spreads himself even wider open... hoping to please Me. And he does please Me, as I take the end of the leash again and strike his cock very soft this time, not enough to hurt only enough to add to his ache. I do this seven or eight times and he lifts and thrusts for Me, fucking the air with his cock. With the last strike I hit a bit harder and order, "STOP!" he freezes his body, whimpering softly with his need.

"Come along now, time to see your surprise for the day, little one." he moves back on his hands and knees, the cruel leash once again pulled tight. Only this time instead of following meekly he starts and stops, moving very slowly. I know the game he plays. Each time I tug on the leash it bites into ass and rubs against his cock and I see him rocking his hips as he hopes this little bit of friction will allow him release. I let him get away with this because we are only going a short distance, into the cabin that he is still unaware of. I know this rubbing he is doing against the braided leather will only frustrate him more when it stops leaving him harder and more in need than ever. As we enter the small cabin I see him tense. he can feel that he is no longer crawling on the cool damp earth, but rather is now on the rough floorboards of the cabin. I know he can smell the fire that blazes in the large fireplace and maybe he can smell something else, the sweet smell of sex and leather.