Bitch Boy Trained: A Hot Sex Story
When I first met him, I had no idea what I was in for. He was so handsome, so sure of himself, so confident – it was impossible to resist. It didn’t take long for us to start talking, and soon enough we both knew there was something there between us.
The next day I followed him home after a night of partying, and it felt like our lives were about to change forever. We went up to his place, and as soon as we stepped inside, I knew things were going to get a bit naughty.
He showed me around his place, but all I could focus on was his bedroom. I knew this was going to be the place where we would explore our wildest desires. I was so excited that I could barely contain myself.
He left me alone in the bedroom while he went to get a few things, and when I heard the door close, I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. I didn’t know how far I was willing to go, but something told me that I was about to find out.
When he returned, he had a few pieces of clothing and restraints for me to wear. He asked me to put them on, and I did as I was told with trembling hands. I felt a bit strange being bound that way, but he assured me that I was going to enjoy it.
He then began to show me exactly how to let go and give myself to him. I let him touch me and caress me, exploring my body with his hands and mouth. I felt pleasure unlike anything I had ever experienced before, and I couldn’t help but moan with delight.
He then took me to his bed, where he proceeded to ravish me like a wild animal. He grabbed my hips and thrust his body into me, taking me to heights that I had never thought were possible. He then flipped me over and entered me from behind, making me scream out in pleasure.
As he moved in and out of me, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm, I felt my body loosening and my mind letting go of all inhibitions. I was his bitch boy, and I was determined to make him proud.
He then asked me if I was ready to take the next step and I eagerly said yes. He put a collar and leash on me, and I felt my heart racing as I realized that I was his to do with as he pleased.
He then began to teach me all about submission and obedience, and every time I followed his instructions, I felt a wave of pleasure wash over me. I felt like I was in a trance and nothing else mattered except pleasing him.
When he was done, he removed the collar and leash, and I felt a sudden rush of freedom and control. I had been completely obedient and I knew that I had earned his trust.
Over the next few weeks, I continued to learn and grow under his tutelage. Every day was an exercise in submission and pleasure, and I felt myself becoming more and more comfortable with my new role.
Eventually, we were ready to take our relationship to the next level, and I welcomed it with open arms. We were now in a full-blown BDSM relationship, and I was nothing but his bitch boy, willing to do anything to make him happy.
Whether it was role-playing, spanking, or even anal play, I was always eager to please my master. I loved being his bitch boy, and I couldn’t imagine ever going back to my old life.
We have been together for many months now, and I can honestly say that I have never been happier. I am a fully trained bitch boy and my master adores me. I may not be free, but I am certainly satisfied.
