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Welcome Back

7th June 2021

Covid … what a fuck up that has been!

The last 15 or so months have been a bit of a nightmare, the pandemic has affected all of us and every aspect of our lives in very different ways. But this isn’t a competition of who has had it worse … we have all had shit to deal with.

And for me, part of that has been not being able to host any sessions. So I’ve had some time off and away from Twitter and the website etc.

But!

I am pleased to say I’ve now been Astra-Zenica jabbed up, and the rules and restrictions we have been living under are slowly easing.

So I wanted to come back here and just do a quick update as I get ready to welcome y’all back into the dungeon.

I am now taking bookings for sessions am pleased to say that many of you have already booked in for which I am really grateful

If you are looking for a session, I have very limited spaces in the next few weeks, but later on and into July there is plenty of availability. I am limiting myself initially to one session a day and all bookings will require a £50 deposit.

And don’t forget if you pay the full amount as deposit you save 10% as a thankyou from me.

To celebrate getting back into the dungeon I have treated myself to some new leathers which will be here shortly, and this beautiful new Muir cap from Spexter in Germany along with these custom wrist cuffs from Bod leather.

So, after over a year of lockdown and frustrations it would be great to see you, and hopefully some new faces too. One thing this past year has taught many of us is that you never know what is around the corner.

And to that end I am here to help fulfil your fantasies, kinks and interests.

Until then … be seeing you.

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SirDave Stories: Boot Worship

4th May 2021

The boy crawls forward as instructed and just before he reaches the tall black leather boots Sir Dave instructs him further.

‘Stop there boy. Start with the toe of the left boot, I want to see your slave tongue working hard to polish it. Now boy.’ He says assertively and with ease.

The boy begins to work his tongue up and down, left and right, lapping away at the leather, the taste of it consuming his mouth. Making him desperate for more, his head unable to see anything but the hard floor and the toe of the boot in front of him. The boy licks so hard and so desperately that soon the toe of the boot is wet and dripping. Sir Dave notices this,

Now make it shine with your face boy.’ He commands and uses His right boot to force the boy’s head down into the boot, the boy feels the boot dig into his skin and guide his face across the boot, the wetness soaking into his face and the smell of leather all over his face. Sir Dave then removes his right boot and looks down at the boy’s work.

‘Not good enough boy, again!’ And with this instruction the boy feels a sharp, quick slap to his arse, the pain registering first before the sound even connects the dots of what happened. The boy gets to work once more, licking every part of the toe that he can reach whilst he’s on his knees and once again after a few minutes Sir Dave forces his head down into the boot and makes the boy mop up the wetness.

‘Hmmm, you need to work on this boy. My boots deserve the best shine. Your tongue is always the starting point before I allow you to really buff them up with polish boy. Now onto the right toe.’

The boy repeats the procedure for the right boot, working a little harder this time though knowing that Sir Dave isn’t satisfied yet. His face quickly becomes dry from the amount of saliva that has soaked into his skin. Once the process has been completed twice Sir Dave then speaks up.

Now move forward a little, begin work on the leg of left the boot. There’s a lot of space there boy and all of it needs to shine. I want to feel your slave tongue through the leather boy.’ He says with conviction.

‘Yes Sir!’ The boy replies and he places his tongue as hard as he can against the leather before he feels another smack to his arse.

‘I didn’t tell you to speak boy!’ Sir Dave says fiercely. ‘Just do as you’re told and lick you piece of shit.’ The boy obeys and licks deep, hard but slow. The boy continues like this for a while until there’s another smack on his arse.

‘Faster boy!’ Sir Dave commands. The boy licks fast, deep, he feels his tongue massaging the leather. Sir Dave growing impatient grabs the boys head firmly with his gloved hand and moves the boys head up and down.

‘Like this boy.’ He orders. He let goes of the boys head and the boy stays in the same motion his tongue swiping up and down the leather, the entire length of the right hand side of the boot is wet now.

‘Now the other side.’ Sir Dave says. The boy obeys and works on the other side with the same dedication.

‘Now you’re getting it boy, worship them. These are your Master’s boots, they deserve the same amount of respect that I do.’ The boy listens and obeys.

Finally after what felt like a good hour to the boy Sir Dave grabs his head once more, ‘Tongue back in your mouth boy, let’s dry the boot.’ The boys face is rubbed up and down against the leather, his saliva drying once more into his skin.

‘Now the leg of the right boot boy. Show it your devotion boy, show me you’re learning.’ Sir Dave says as he leans back in his chair, the sound of his leathers creaking in his chair. The boy spends what feels like another hour fixated on the leg of the boots until eventually Sir Dave repeats the same process.

‘Tongue in boy.’ And he grabs the boys head to dry the boot.

With the boot dry Sir Dave pulls the boys head up so he can see Him in all His glory. Sir Dave smiles through his Muir Cap and slaps the boy with his left hand, the boys head turns away as he feels his cheek raw, Sir Dave brings his head back to centre and repeats. Sir Dave then does the same process with his other hand. The boy cowering slightly now.

‘Be humble boy.’ Sir Dave says as he takes his left glove off his hand and then strikes it across the boys face hard, the boy almost goes sideways off his knees. Sir Dave stands up and pushes the boy back with his boot, the boy now on the floor looks up at his Master.

‘Tongue out boy.’ The boy obeys and sticks his tongue out, Sir Dave raises his boot and places the sole of his left boot against the boys mouth.

‘Lick the soles. Get them clean, I don’t want a speck of dirt there boy.’ The boy licks and licks until his tongue begins to feel dry against the soles. Sir Dave then swaps the soles and the boy licks the other pair without instruction.

‘Good boy. You’re learning, from now on when I’m wearing these boots the first thing you will do is kneel and kiss them, even if we meet in public boy, you see these boots and you kiss them, you will then ask me if they need cleaning. You will do this every time you see me in them boy. Nod your head so I know you understand.’ The boy nods his head as much as he can underneath the boot.

‘Good boy, now,’ Sir Dave says as he takes the boot away and sits back down in his chair. ‘On your knees, hands behind your back.’ The boy kneels, his pathetic slave cock wet and dribbling pre cum. ‘The next part of me you will show your dedication to is my gloves. Open your mouth boy.’

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SirDave Stories: The Collar

14th April 2021

The boy hears the door open. The sound of a boot heel greeting the floor, growing closer and closer. The boy feels leather on the back of his neck, he feels Sir Dave’s fingers glide across the lower of his neck. The boy makes sure to hold the leather collar at an appropriate level so Sir Dave does not have to lean down, reach or strain to take it from the boy’s hand. It’s at the perfect height as a sign of respect. The boy quivers as he senses Sir Dave walking around him. The boy can hear leather shift around, his mouth salivating in desperation.

‘You will kneel, head down and present the collar I have chosen.’ Sir Dave had said before entering the dungeon, His voice echoes around the boys head as he waits in anticipation. The boy feels Sir Dave take the collar from his hands, the leather gloves making the briefest of connections with the boys hand, his soon to be owned slave cock bounces with excitement.

‘Excited boy?’ Sir Dave says in His dominant, caring and assertive voice.

‘Y-yes Sir.’ The boy replies.

‘You know you won’t be touching that pathetic cock don’t you.’ Sir Dave says as He walks behind the boy. The boy knows it’s not a question because the sound of His boots, a thick thud every-time they touch the floor, acting as the full stop to any sentence.

The boy feels the leather collar being placed around his neck, this is it he thinks; he’s about to lose his free will, he’s about to become an object. The leather collar is tightened, fastened and then he hears a lock with a gentle click. He quivers once more. Sir Dave walks around the boy once more, He moves the collar slightly and then the boy hears another clip followed by a tug. The leash has been attached.

‘Looks good on you boy. You suit the black and red leather, maybe in time I’ll let you wear a leather jock to match. But for now, I want you to feel my collar around your neck.’ Sir Dave says as He stands in front of the boy who continues to look down, now staring at the perfect black boots Sir Dave has chosen. The boy sees his slave cock bouncing and wet.

‘Ignore it boy.’ Sir Dave says as He sits down in His throne in front of the boy. ‘Look up boy,’ Sir Dave orders. The boy looks up and sees Sir Dave in all His glory, His leathers perfectly aligned, everything in its right place, His muir cap shielding His eyes from the boy, and yet the boy feels His gaze. The boys heart beats faster in response, the sense that whilst Sir Dave is looking at him, degrading him, making him whole. His leather tie the perfect length. His crotch a focal point for the boy at his kneeling height. His tight black leather gloves, one idling and resting on the arm of the chair, the other grasped around the leash of the boy’s collar. This being the reminder to the boy that Sir Dave is speaking and he must now focus. ‘Tell me boy, how does that collar feel? What does it mean to you?’

‘It’s restrictive Sir. It feels tight, but soft. It feels correct, as if I’ve been missing something there all my life.’

‘Good boy. What else?’ Sir Dave demands.

‘I won’t lie Sir, it feels slightly strange but comforting…it’s hard to describe beyond saying I feel safe and secure.’

‘Good boy, that’s because you’re now owned. The collar is your first step in letting go, handing over control to a Superior, it’s not a weakness, it’s a strength. You’re strong enough to know that the black and red collar is what you need, that it gives you purpose and through that I guide you.’

‘Thank you Sir.’ The boy replies.

‘Now, crawl forwards and show my boots the respect they deserve.’

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And we are back … are we back?

24th February 2021

Some times it just gets all a bit much and I needed a few weeks away from the work world. It was starting to look very bleak and I was wondering if I would ever be able to return to doing what I love. So I had to take a step back from Twitter, Instagram, FetLife, WhatsApp and everywhere else.

But Monday this week so much got better! There is hopefully some light at the end of the tunnel and not some little fuck with a torch coming to tell us it will be another 6 months!

But right now it is important to say everything comes with Covid T&C’s and may be subject to last-minute changes! Please see my Covid page for the latest news and date I will be returning to full-time sessions from.

I will still be taking precautions with sessions when I return – hand sanitiser, temp check on arrival, one session per day etc so spaces will be limited.

And don’t forget for any deposits paid before 1st June 2021 there is a 20% saving to be made. Priority for any appointments will be given to those who pay full-session / deposit before 1st June.

But now I am going to turn my phone back on, respond to everyone I have missed. I really cannot tell you how much I am looking forward to putting some boots and leathers on and welcoming you back for fun and kinky times!

Play safe and stay safe!

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Come to the edge …

26th January 2021

Are you ready? If you have always wanted to explore a kink, fetish, submission, or just feel your fantasy is too perverted to share with someone I am your man, your Master, your guide or whatever you need.

At the moment we cannot of course physically get together. But if you would like to arrange some time to chat online, on the phone, WhatsApp or perhaps even a Zoom call please feel free to get in touch,

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