FIRST-TIMER SUNNY - 1

This story is written by Ajay Jain whose facebook Profile is (https://www.facebook.com/herefornothing87). Dont forget to give your valuable feedback to him.


Sunny was a shy and timid guy. Fair, square glasses and a short stature portrayed a look of innocence. But deep down in the recesses of his mind a highly erotic fantasy was taking shaping. While his peers boasted of their manhood, he secretly wished to lay submissive to one of them. However, if his motives ever leaked out, he would have been permanently tagged a retard. However, with puberty oozing out, his fire couldn’t be contained for long. He decided to ask his best and most trusted friend: The Internet.
With a touch on Google, he was transported to a whole new world…a world which he craved to visit. He signed up on a Gay-bdsm website and waited to realize his longing into fruition…
Sunny was a newbie. Though he was confident as to want he wanted, a slight trepidation lurked inside. Was it pre-session jitters or was he really scared; only time would tell. He was scheduled to visit Pratham, a dominant, by late evening. Their communication had lasted just a few sentences and sharing of pics. He was instructed to arrive sharp 6pm at Pratham’s secluded apartment wearing a loose fitting tee and jeans but no inner-wear. He also had to bring in the tools: a wooden scale and a leather belt. He was to shower and shampoo, brush his teeth and smell good. Violation of any of these “basic” instructions would lead him to be un-collared, i.e. he would be sent straight home, a proposition that would dismantle all of his fantasies. Hence, Sunny obedient as he was, did his best.
He arrived at 6.01pm. Pratham opened the door. Sunny looked at Pratham and smiled. His cock hardened seeing the stern look on Pratham’s face. Without an underwear to shield, Sunny’s bulge was clearing apparent. It rose perpendicular to his stature. As Sunny reached out to shake-hand, Pratham instead reached for Sunny’s ear and dragged him inside. The clasp was tight and it stung him. Pratham slammed the door shut with his leg.
“You dare to think I’m your equal by extending a hand-shake?” barked Pratham once inside and continued to twist his ear.
All Sunny could whimper was a meek “No” and with that he invited a straight slap on his soft cheek.
“You will address me as Sir at all times, boy”.
“Yes, sir”, Sunny said in a reflex motion.
Pratham seemed nonplussed and scolded Sunny for being late by a minute. As Sunny tried to justify, he received another slap on the other cheek which was even harder.
“Never agrue. I’m your master and you are my slave. Now get down on your knees”
Sunny obeyed.
Pratham grabbed Sunny’s hair and titled his head upwards smirking. Sunny by now knew what was coming and as though by instinct immediately lowered his eyes. Pratham didn’t miss it and burst out a laugh.
“You will be a good slave, boy.”
Without releasing his hair, he circumambulated Sunny keeping his gazed fixed. A monster was awakening in Pratham and he was hungrily eyeing his prey.
“Get up and strip naked. Lay the instruments on the floor.”
Sunny gradually removed his last ounch of shame. As soon as he lowered his pant, his dick shot out like a spring. It was 5 inch, sweet looking. His chest was clean, smooth and fair. His body was virtually hairless except for his crotch and under-arms. Sunny had not shaved his pubes. Neither had he shaved his armpits. In fact he had never done it in his life. The pain of shaving had restricted him to pursue it. Little did this daisy know that the pain he was to receive today would be beyond his imagination. Sunny quietly removed the scale and belt from his ruck sack and laid them on the floor and then stood lowering his eyes in attention position.
Pratham removed a black-leather dog-collar from a drawer and fastened it on Sunny’s neck.
“From now onward, you are my dog. Now get me the scale, faggot.”
The abuse was making Sunny’s cock harder. He bent down and presented the scale with both his hands to Pratham as if he was giving him a gift. Pratham thundered a slap on Sunny and twisting his ear like a motor-bike handle said, “Weren’t your ears playing enough attention? You are my DOG and will behave like one.” Pratham threw the scale on the floor. “Crouch like a dog and hand the scale to me with your mouth.”
Sunny was shit-scared and his cock had started to become flaccid. Somehow his cock was acting like a thermometer. He never imagined his cock to be so sensitive. As instructed he, he got down on all fours and proceeded for the scale which was thrown at a distance. But he jerked. Pratham was reining the leash which was attached to his collar and laughing. He grabbed the belt that lay on the floor and gave a whip on Sunny’s ass-cheek. Sunny yelped. “Saale chutiye, itne se mein dard hua? Chal scale utha. Chal kutte jaldi” Pratham had shifted to Hindi. Abuses in one’s own language adds greater flavor.
Sunny’s face had grown crimson and his ears were deep red. His face cheeks bore the light marks of Pratham’s palm.
He tried to lift the scale with his teeth. He tasted wood with floor-dust. He turned around in front of his master. However his face only reached till Pratham’s knees. Pratham lifting him by his hair, took the scale. Sunny’s hands were suspended in air and his knees on the floor. He looked a perfect dog trying to catch a ball. Pratham spit in his mouth and released his hair and Sunny thumped on the floor. Pratham surveyed his ass with the lining of the scale and SMACK! Sunny didn’t move but gave out a short groan. And then another! Pratham stretched his soft ears backward and said, “you will say, thank you sir and count after every spank. Is that understood dog?”
“yes, sir.”
“Good” and released his ear.
Pratham kissed the scale and...
SMACK!!
“One sir, thank you sir…”
Pratham started spanking his bare ass. He was mild at first and later increased the pressure.
SMACK!SMACK! SMACK!
Sunny religiously was obeying until it was “Ten sir, thank you sir…” he seem exhausted.
Pratham held Sunny by both his ears and made him stand me. He started slapping. He held his right ear tightly while slapping his left cheek and vice versa.
Sunny was now glowing like a dead crimson bird, unable to flutter his wings. But his cock was rock hard and had started to leak pre-cum. Seeing this, Pratham started to hit his cock with the scale.
“If it doesn’t lower, I will use the belt.”
Sunny shuddered at the prospect and automatically as if by a spell, his erection started to deflate.

….to be continued……….