Baby Kitten

You like what..?!

(Before you guys read this, I was suggested an idea by a close friend who knows I write this sin. I had a writers block and he gave me a few ideas. I'm gonna try em' And yes. You will DEFINITELY go to hell for reading this part.)

After finishing his piece, Tyler looked up at Josh now soothed and calm. "I'm afraid to tell you..what I really like..it's weird..and kinda..not sure you would like it..or doing it to me.." he trailed off, looking down blushing. Josh picked the smaller boys head up and kissed his nose. "Baby, you have to trust me. I'm not as innocent as you think.." Josh reassuringly said. Tyler looked away, and back at him, sighing and finally decided to tell him. "Josh..I like..uhm..I like to be degraded..and stuff..and yeah.." Josh looked up at Tyler who was now blood red in the face. "I'm sorry..you like..what now? Josh looked at him with an eyebrow crooked. "Oh god, I should have never said anything!" Tyler said, getting up and beginning to leave. Immediately Josh ordered him to come back. "Sit!" he yelled. Tyler cocked his head and instantly sat hearing the sternness in Joshes voice. "Now, tell me more about what you want." Josh scolded him. Tyler blushed as he explained more of the concept. "...humiliation in general stimulates the same brain regions that are associated with physical pain, the inference being that humans evolved to remember social rewards and punishments as strongly as they recall physical reward or pain in response to their environment...and I really like it too" Tyler finally finished. Amazed at how much Tyler actually looked into this, Josh sat amazed. "Okay..angel. That wasn't to hard was it? Next time don't be too hesitant to tell your master. Cause I think you're turning into the submissive here. And I really enjoying doming you, and caring for you. It feels right, and I feel your heart flutter everytime I call you Babyboy, or angel...or you know, slut."

Tyler sat up and slightly smiled. Josh took him in his arms and they discussed if he wanted to be "degraded" all the time or just at certain times. It turns out that Tyler had always had a huge fantasy of Josh just treating him like a slave. And for years he was afraid to tell this to Josh. But some how felt much more at ease after saying this. "Okay..so 24/7 it is..unless you say otherwise..right?" Josh asked concerned. Tyler nodded and looked out the living room window. "Do you wanna do it right now, kinda get you settled in a constant state of mind..?" Josh asked. Tyler nodded and looked at him in the eyes. Josh could see this really did make him happy. And the fact he had always had a secret kink for this, that he was afraid to tell Tyler, it made it perfect. "Okay. I love you..go get my collar. I wanna see if it fits you, if so, I'm going to have you wear it and sit at the front door and wait for me to get back from the store. No moving." Josh growled. Tyler obeyed and started to get up but was slapped on his ass, which made him cry out. "You say yes master to what I ask of you, or no master. Got it?" Josh grinned. "Yes, master" Tyler said proudly.

Tyler started to come out of the bedroom and heard Joshes voice. "Stop, crawl to me, collar in mouth. Make that ass move for me, dirty slut" Josh smirked. "Yes master.." Tyler submissivly obeyed. He dropped down to all fours, collar in mouth, swaying his ass in the most seductive way he could. Josh was biting his bottom lip, amazed that all this was coming true. Tyler had reached Josh and sat up on his knees. He yelped out in pain as Josh grabbed his hair and pulled him back down to all fours. "I didn't say get up yet, fucking whore." Tyler felt a tear run down his face and Josh stopped everything. "Oh god angel, are you okay! Did I hurt you?" he asked concerned. Tyler asked permission to speak. Josh nodded. "Its okay..its part of it. I'll let you know if you do. Some days, I'll be crying because of the emotional pain, and some days I'll be crying because of the physical. But its okay daddy..Its kinda turning me on..I promise you didn't hurt me. I need you to be aggressive with me..I just..I need it Josh." Tyler said reassuringly. Josh didn't know why he needed him to be so aggressive but he assumed it had something to do with his teenage years. He was always very, small and self kept in high school.

"Alright..just promise you'll let me know if I ever hurt you okay." Josh said feeling better. "Now you can sit up on your knees. Hurry up." Josh spat. Tyler obeyed and put the collar in Joshes hands. Tyler kept bouncing up and down excited. *smack!* Tyler winced out in pain going to grab his thigh. But Josh grabbed his hand and placed it back behind his back. "Stop fucking moving, you're making it difficult to get this on you. Fuck." Josh grumbled. "Sorry master.." Tyler whimpered. After a few minutes of adjusting to Tyler's neck it finally clicked. "God, you look so good for master wearing that." Josh moaned in a deep way that made Tylers cock twitch a little. (ARE YOU READY KIDS. HERE WE GO)

"I see that turned you on, didn't it?" Josh asked seductively. "Yes.." Tyler replied. His hair was being grabbed and his face pulled up. "Yes what, my little cumslut" Josh growled at him. Whining Tyler managed to get out a small "Yes, master." "I didn't hear you, louder for me" Josh said grabbing Tylers hair harder now and pulling him up off his knees. "Yes master!!" Tyler screamed. Josh let go of his hair and Tyler plopped back down to his knees again. "Good pet, so good for master" Josh smiled, ruffling Tylers hair. Massaging the spot he had pulled. Tyler sat and enjoyed every minute of this. Josh stopped and looked at Tyler. Eyes still kind of wet from hidden tears falling. "Bedroom. Crawl, boy" Josh ordered. "Yes master." Josh got up and walked with Tyler. Feeling some kind of ownership over Tyler. Like he was the protector of him, but yet had him doing any little thing he wanted. Josh sat on the bed while Tyler sat in front of him. "I told you, I'd put that pretty mouth to use didn't I. Fucking brat." Josh growled...

*I'm writing a 3rd chapter tonight. So to guys don't have to worry about waiting. And I feel reaaalllyyy smutty tonight. YA WHALE CUM. SAY THANK YOU.* ~Harley