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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.’
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.’
I just wanted to say a few words as we wave goodbye to the shitshow that has been 2020! If you click the image to the right you can watch my Christmas Message video.
For many of us, it has been absolutely devastating for our businesses and the businesses we love.
I have found it really quite tough not being able to work. Not able to do the job I love for the majority if this year has been horrible and really quite hard mentally. It is one of the reasons I haven’t done many new videos or been online much, but it is essential we look after ourselves right now and get through this.
Now, as we move into 2021 if you can support small businesses, be those butchers, bakers, leather makers, sex workers, coffee shops, kink stores … or any small independent store, please do!
Now more then ever the phrase “Use them or lose them” is critically important!
This also relates to favourite artists and content creators – if they have a Patreon or OnlyFans then support them if you can. All too often porn is stolen and people don’t feel they should pay for it – making content doesn’t come free of time, effort or money. So even if just a couple of quid tip, show your appreciation … and remember, wanking is year-round … not just for Christmas so if you can’t afford to support them now but can in the spring then do it then. It helps us pay our bills and encourages us to do more of what you love to see.
I don’t want to come across preaching or “woe is me”, quite the opposite, my stepping back has helped me get through this period. And I’ve tried to help others where I can, but I will admit I have been quite poor at keeping in touch with people these past few months.
Christmas is a time of so much pressure and expectation on us, and it’s tough for so many people. And this year it is that times a hundred! We can’t see friends or family, and we can’t socialise as we usually would.
For a lot of us, that means we may be spending Christmas home alone. And I have been so pleased to see so many in the kink and fetish communities all over the world organise online social gatherings on Christmas day for those who are alone or who want to chat to others. If this is something you would benefit from reach out and find local groups doing this.
That has been the year that has gone, let us look forward to 2021!
I’ve set myself a few things to look forward to, some new leathers once I get back to work – jeans, shirt and Muir cap high on the shopping list and then I need to visit Enfettered to get something new for the dungeon too!
And yes I’ve got a bit Covid fat – one of the reasons for the new gear, but that just means there is more of me to enjoy! And when things calm down a bit and I have the right focus I hope to lose those extra few kilos. But ya know what, right now I’m not beating myself up about it.
Unfortunately, social media and a lot of porn can perpetuate the myth that everyone has to fit the “Love Island” look. That isn’t realistic and frankly not something I find attractive or sexy – give me chunk and jiggly bits any day!
If you do have worries about body image and confidence I have found that watching Naked Attraction on Channel 4 is a great reminder that advertisers are wrong. We do all love different shapes, sizes, ages and have different sexual interests and turn-ons!
Anyway, I only wanted to say hello and Merry Christmas but seem to have gone on a bit. If you are struggling and just want to talk to someone please call the Samaritans anytime on 116 123. They are there to listen and for you to talk, even if you just want to say Merry Christmas or hello to another human – it can really help and you shouldn’t feel in any way embarrassed to call. They exist to ensure everyone has someone to talk to.
So, thank you to all those whose company I have had the pleasure and honour of enjoying this year, and I hope we can get together and enjoy lots of fun times in 2021!
I’m very excited to be attending Brew Hunter’s Mastery at The Backstreet in London, the UK’s only strict dress-code Leather Bar. If you are attending would be great to say hello – but introduce yourself as I have a terrible memory and won’t recognise most people I follow.
I am also taking bookings for subs or slaves looking to serve in London.
If you have always wanted to experience a session with me now is the perfect opportunity! Book early to get the best times available, deposits will be required! Contact me via email or call / WhatsApp 07516 036 105.
This past Christmas I was passed a family recipe … homemade Baileys! I didn’t think it would work, but this stuff really does!! Being a Bourbon fan I have used some Makers Mark here in mine, the measures below do give quite a Bourbon flavour to it, so use Scotch or slightly less alcohol if preferred.
I also use Emlea Single here as that has a slightly better shelf life than regular cream, but that is a personal preference. Once mixed make sure you taste and adjust the mixture to your preference.
If you want to go real retro you can use Camp Coffee instead (reduce to 2tsp and taste).
Happy New Year, I hope 2020 is a great kinky one for you!
Put all the ingredients into a blender, blitz for 30seconds and then pour into sterilised container. Or gym shaker so when working out your “Protein Shake” gives you that bit of an extra kick!