Sirge - My gift

This morning before My mutt took off for errands, I told him I was going to implant a GPS chip in his ass. While he was out, I found an app that would suit this purpose. My cock swelled as I downloaded it directly to his phone. I can now keep track of his every move and know where My man is at all times.

A simple gift to him, with a greater sense of Ownership.

Sirge - ripe

he's grown accustomed to My scent.
he intrinsically knows what to do,
when his face is placed right here - right where it belongs.

A week's worth of sweat saved up for My man, My mutt.

Lick.
Suck.
Chew.
Gnaw.

Towser - My Cravings

i spend every moment of every day Craving so many different things from and of MY Sirge....be it his salty sweaty pits, his raunchy yet oh so sweet dank sphincter..semi tangy spittle, thick hot creamy sweet sweet sperm.....

i take these cravings in many different places and ways...
across a bed
kneeling on a bathroom floor in front of a commode
laying on my back sucking with the thirst of a suckling child
head bent back over the edge...tongue working and spit and raunchy raunch running down my chin...

Where ever My Sirge wants me I am taking and accepting any all,.... My All will give me...

He gives me everything....not always when i think i need it but always when it is time for my needs and wants to be met...

He is MY Sirge , He is My giver of all...He is My Partner..

Thank U...for Owning Me for caring for me...

lmcOu.. MTLU...Ur pbSPmTP

Sirge - piss and groan

Standing at the toilet with my pants unzipped and unbuttoned I turned just enough so he could watch me piss. As the steady stream hit the bowl he entered. In true mutt fashion he got on his hands and knees at the base of the bowl and said, "Stop."

He immediately took my dick in his mouth. We both knew I needed to finish pissing as I shot one solid squirt into his mouth, then another. he began to suck and as I began to harden, I started to pull out. Another stream, partially caught in his mouth, continued spraying across his cheek as my dick left his lips.

I looked down at him. My man, so masculine, so real. No physical collar or leash but clearly owned - ready to service and serve.

I bent down to kiss his mouth and he responded by feeding me some of my own piss from his mouth to mine. I stood and swallowed, while still on his knees he swallowed, too. Slightly bitter, like charred coffee, it flowed down my throat.

He stood and I licked the piss off his cheek and neck. Well it was more like I used my tongue to coat his cheek and neck with the residual piss that sprayed his face. He stood there and bent his head back to give me access to his jaw and I lightly chewed on his neck, signifying my appreciation and admiration for his service.

From there we continued our domestic duties but I soon realized I had not completely emptied my bladder. When I whistled for mutt, he came back to the dimly lit bathroom and found me sitting on the toilet. With my pants wrapped around my ankles and my dick in my hand, I pointed to my crotch. he approached me, again on his hands and knees, and swallowed me. he sucked and I held his head. I held his head to be physically connected but to also control his motions. I wanted to control the rhythm of my dick gliding in his mouth. With two black rubber rings wrapped around the head of my dick, each stroke within his mouth produced waves of intense pleasure. I needed to manage the intensity by controlling the movement of my dick in his mouth. I will also admit that I enjoyed holding his head because of the control and the pure domination.

Here I had my Man, my mutt, my Towser, my partner, my best friend, on his hands and knees between my legs as I sat on the toilet. Here I was in a dark erotic physical place with my dick in his mouth. When I looked down at him I flew to a mental space that I had only dreamed of when I fell asleep alone in the darkness of night grinding my hardness into the mattress.

I instructed him to stand and directed him to take his cock out of his jeans. In a deft move his red swollen cock was in my mouth. Through reciprocation, though it was a small act, I wanted to acknowledge my appreciate for his oral submission.

But this did not last long as he silently fell to his knees and I stood. Now in the doorway, I again held his head, and with a great sense of power, I used his mouth for my own pleasure. At times I braced myself with my hands on the door frame and just held my cock in his mouth.

I told him I have waited forever to be here...at this particular place and moment. Through groans I attempted to explain to him how I have searched for someone to be mine, to have someone to own, to feel a sense of unity with another man. As far as I was concerned, this was perfection. I told him I wished there were other men watching...watching him submit and service. I wanted other men to see him on his knees with my dick in his mouth because I was so proud of him.

he acknowledged my words by quickening the movement of his head. When I told him to lick he intuitively lapped at my balls. While he licked, I jerked and as I held his jaw with my other hand, I asked him if he was ready. In response he opened his mouth, as the first spurt of cum landed on his cupped tongue. He caught every shot and finished me off by covering my dick with his lips.

A true mutt.

I fed him the cum that lingered on my fingers and wiped my hands on his rugged stubbled face. When I bent down, just as he fed me earlier, he now fed me my own cum and we again both swallowed.

My Man, my mutt...owned, valued, kept...in my heart, body, mind and soul. I often struggle finding words in our language to completely convey my feelings for him. For now, as I have told him many times before, I more than love him.

Sirge - meat

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Towser - He takes me further.....

The room was dark the blind fold was tight..as i was guided to the reclined seat...i could feel the cold of the steel...on my hands...MY Sirge told me to get as comfortable as i could...he told me to open my mouth, as i did, i felt MY pit rag stuffed into my MOUTH...oh the endorphins filled my body...i felt My Sirge begin to bind me, first my wrist each to each other, and then to the back of the seat...the rope felt so constricting..so tight...yet it was exactly what i wanted and needed...MY Sirge knew exactly what and how to take care of HIS mutt, His Towser...he OWNS him...next my left thigh and calf where being bound pulled together....OH the feeling of complete submission...i have waited my whole life and MY Sirge was going to take me down this hallway and in to this room....i hear what i believe is another rope being uncoiled...and feel my right leg being bound.....i am told to lift my leg up and it is tied to the upper part of the seat...i am know sitting with my jeans around my ankles...wrists and legs bound...bare ass'd...cock cinched...for the first time in MY life this Man...is completely submissive and is letting go..and is in a state of complete release of control...and beyond exhilarated...my body quivers with release...anticipation....I trust MY Sirge...completely..there is nothing he could do to me I would not accept with complete OPENNESS....through out moments of MY time with MY Sirge there were random moments of spit shots on my cock...my hole HIS HOLE...then I felt it...the push..there was no pain it was exhilaration...it was like heaven...his middle finger straight into HIS HOLE his OWNED ass...spit lubed and straight in no pause...AHHHH...and then out and under my nose and then shoved in my mouth...OH it was like every nerve ending in my body went wild...i couldn't stop shaking with the chills going through my body...my Sirge OWNED me and knew how to take care of HIS mutt his Towser...my mouth open from guttural groans and moans is filled finally with MY Sirge's cock...hard dripping with his juice....a cock i can and would suck on for ever if left to...but not at this time...teased and tempted...the next moment his shaved ball are in my face and I am told to lick only....do not suck...just lick...and he moans and groans in pleasure...I am pleasing my Sirge....and he is gone...another shot of his spit on HIS HOLE and i feel something larger than his middle finger move into HIS HOLE...I move HIS ass to adjust I breath hard I take it I know he won't give me more than I can take...he asks me if I am getting cold...as I am shivering...I nod to him "yes"....

I am lead to a bed...OUR bed...laid on my back...stripped naked...still with the "piece" in MY Sirge's HOLE...he whispers in MY ear....what are you...i respond OWNED...he asks me again...who do you belong to...I say.."only to YOU..My Sirge....I am craving his cock...His seed....to feel him all of him.....he strips...I am his...only his...my cock throbs..he tells me to keep my fingers locked behind my head...i do as I am told...I again feel his spit on me...and then on my cock...HIS COCK....and he sits on HIS COCK....we both MOAN...simultaneously in complete pleasure...but i know it is not mine to move...he rides me...and rides Hard.....taking me to places I have never been...reaching down and working my nips...one pierced one not...the then says "FUCK ME...." and i pump and grind and work my Sirges HOLE...MY HOLE...ahhhh...in a single motion...My Sirge has moved up on my chest and is feeding me his cock...and I can't get enough i want it all...i need to feel his seed shoot down my throat...he has reach up and grabbed the massive masculine head board and starts fucking his mutts mouth hard he is going to feed his man his seed..."what do you want mutt" "who's are u" "I am yours"..."take MY fucking COCK"..Sirge slams his cock into his mutts throat...long and hard...knowing he will fill his mutt with his seed...we are ONE...Sirge and mutt...Dom and sub...together as one....mutt can feel it, his Sirges Power building anticipating the explosion running down my throat...Sirge growls and thrusts hard, his cock deep in his mutts mouth and blows burst after burst of his seed deep down mutts throat and pulls his cock out for his last shot on mutts chest...mutt unable to get enough of His Sirge's seed....takes his cock in his mouth and stirs it to life in moments....Sirge strokes...and with great groans and growls...mutts at Sirges balls licking and chewing at command...bring another seeding to fruition...soon Sirge's legs tense...and a gutter growl begins...mutt continues...chewing and gnawing at his Sirge...and as he moves to his cock and takes what he has waited for, his seed again..hit sprays of seed...all over his face and in his mouth...SO fulfilled...

As they lay together intertwined...holding each other...I am OWNED, LOVED, so MUCH MORE THAN LOVED....With all that I am...YOUR pbSmTP

Sirge - pride

To see his hands tied behind his head, one leg tied - calf to thigh, the other leg tied in a similar fashion and then tethered to the deck chair.

To see his jeans pulled down just enough to expose his hole and his cock encased in a piss-stained cum-crusted well-worn jock strap.

To see him gagged with his black pit cloth, which reeks of his own sweat from his own raunchy pits.

To see him there, ready for me to take him to this dark room, barely lit, just enough to see the shadows of our bodies move across each other.

To see him, though he couldn't see himself because he was blindfolded.

I was very proud to know he allowed himself to be lead to this place.

Yes, I was very pleased to see the Man I own willing and freely submit himself.

To show him how proud I was, I stood over him and straddled his chest. I yanked the gag out of his mouth. Then, with my jeans undone, I grabbed his head and fucked his mouth.

Sirge - groomed

Standing naked, I told him to raise his hands above his head. he immediately obeyed as I tied his hands together with the canvas military belt. I then raised his arms up as I tied the other end to the shower curtain rod above his head. My Man, enslaved for me to do as I wanted to his body. he stood there facing the mirror.

It was evident that he was enjoying the experience as I graped his cock and watched a stream of precum leak from the head of his swollen cock. I caught the drip in the palm of my hand then looked him directly in the eyes as I reached up and smeared the precum on his stubbled cheek and across his mouth.

I asked him if he was ready.

he simply replied, "Yes."

With the electric trimmer in my hand, I adjusted the dial.

"You are going short. Very short."

he moaned.

he knew.

I had already warned him I was going to groom him. Tethered like an animal, he was going to be shorn.

The razor hit the upper part of his left armpit.

My cock throbbed as I brought the razor down and watched the hair hit the floor.

I adjusted the guard down one more level and went at his pit again. When I finished that side, I reached and felt the visible stubble left behind. Very masculine. his pit reeked from sweat and spit. I then held my fingers to his nose and he inhaled. he immediately opened his mouth and sucked on my fingers.

I did the same to the other pit as I had just done to his left.

I looked at him and again asked if he was ready as I ran my hand across his chest.

Again he told me he was. And he knew he really didn't have a choice. he had to be ready because I was going to do it.

I ran the razor down from his pec across his chest. Cleaning him up. I grabbed his firm nipple and yanked while I worked my way around his tender flesh.

When his chest was complete, I ran my hand across the light brown fur on his abdomen. I couldn't wait to finish him and again the razor tore away the soft fine hairs down to his crotch.

I took a step back as I shut the razor off and looked at him. My Man, still tied up with the belt, the hair on his pits and body now shorter than the hair on his face. A vision of pure masculinity.

My mutt.

I knelt in front of him and took his cock in my mouth. My cock. My piece of meat. I sucked. I chewed on the flesh as I knew he liked.

I reached up and touched him. The soft fur now replaced with stubble. Erotic and sensual.

I then stood and whispered in his ear that the only thing that could have added to this experience was to have someone, or other guys, watch. Watch his cock throb, watch My mutt get trimmed. I am sure there were men out there that would have loved to have simply been in the room and watch me take possession of his body with the razor.

I then untied him and told him that I was going to let him touch himself. As he intrinsically placed his arms down by his sides, I anticipated his reaction of feeling the effects of his transformation.

I gave him permission and he ran his hands across his chest. I then touched him, both of us inspecting him. I took control of his hand and moved it up across his pecs. In this direction, you could really feel the rugged stubble. We both firmly felt his pits as our mouths met and i buried my tongue to find his.

We both knew that this experience helped solidify his place in my life - for My mutt to be groomed for his very first time.

Sirge - chained

Matching chains encircle our necks.
They bind and unite Us.
Stainless steel.
The energy of the metal...strong, solid, confident, as two men should be.
The clasps connect Us.
Where there once was a beginning and an end, now bring two lives together as one.
When they slink and move across our skin, we both know we are being touched by a power much greater than love.
I know he is with me at all times.
I hold my chain at night, as tightly as I hold his heart, mind, body and soul.
I own him.
He belongs to me.
He is Mine.
As I am his.
You are My mutt.
You are My Towser.
You are My Man.

Towser - WE are always there for each Other....

The most important part of any relationship is the ability to support one another..through both the joyous and exuberant times, as well as, those times when you need nothing more than the man you love right at your side holding your hand....telling HIM you love them beyond LOVE...HE fills MY heart and soul...with All...MY spirit soars because of HIM. It is during some of the most difficult and painful times in MY life, I realize how truly blessed I am to have:
The TRUE LOVE of MY LIFE, MY Best Friend,
MY Compadre, MY LOVER, My Man
MY SIRGE, MY tayo..

MY All...as You are walking through this Journey...I am here..I am with you..ALWAYS...we have many...many paths to walk together hand in hand...BOUND together by so many experiences we have had, and so many yet to come..

Please always remember...Your Towser, Your mutt, Your Papi, Your Compadre, You Lover, Your Best Friend...Your Man,Your All...is Always by your Side...with YOU...NO matter where we are..we are connected beyond words..we both know...

With All I Have....LOVE YOU..MTLU
YOUR pPmtP YOUR Man

Towser - Complete

As his finger swept with complete conviction down the crack of HIS Ass...I knew that the next step in our lives was about to begin...I signed and dated our pledge....I then turned took his hands in mine and pulled him to me...felt his Lips on mine....he turned and signed his name to our pledge..as my finger moved down through MY crack to MY hole and entered HIM....

MY LOVER, MY Partner, MY Sirge, MY Best Friend, MY Compadre, MY Everything, MY Man...

As I Held My All MY Everything in MY Arms...I felt OUR completeness...I felt OUR continued bonding... I felt our layers and levels continuing to forge together...

YOU MY ST are MY All MY EVERYTHING...MY GIFT AND MY BLESSING
LOVE YOU MTLU...

YOUR pPmTP

Sirge - the Partnership

After dredging my middle finger in my mouth,
I reached down the back of his running pants,
rubbed his/My hole,
and then firmly inserted the spit soaked tip.

A perfect fit.

As he stood there at the table
with my finger in his/My ass,
he reached for the pen and signed the Pledge.

We switched positions and
he did the same to me,
as I signed the document,
acknowledging my allegiance to him and to Us.

A new beginning for Us.
A fresh start for each other.
A ventured created and forged together.
A place in Our lives where We both belong.

We embraced and
our mouths found each other's.
The energy flowing between Us was stronger than I could ever imagine.
It was a moment I have dreamed of and longed for my whole life.
I was holding
My best friend.
My lover.
My Man.
My partner.
My compadre.
My EVERYTHING.

Sirge - tethered

Just sent Towser to the restroom while we wait for a table at one of our favorite restaurants. he was given a black leather cord to tie to his cock ring, run under his balls, up the crack of his ass, to then come up the back of his jeans. The cord is tied off at the end with a loop as a handle. Basically he just leashed himself for me to yank, tug, pull, and lead, as needed. A gentle reminder that he is owned and he is Mine.

Sirge - on being owned

I asked mutt the following questions and here are his replies.

Sirge: What does it mean for you to be owned?

mutt: To Me being Owned means having you control all of me as You do my heart, My soul, My mind , My spirit, to care for my all...to be my partner through thick and thin good and bad...Loved beyond Love

Sirge: Why do you want to be own?

mutt: i want to be Owned because i need and want to feel i am yours and only yours...that i belong to You and only You...to feel i belong to only ONE...and that is You, MY Sirge, My Tt, MY One and ONLY....

I cannot always find the words to express how this makes me feel but to know that I have him, my Man, my mutt, my Towser brings me the greatest joy I have ever experienced in MY life.

With great dignity, care, devotion, love, understanding and respect...
I am very proud to say, "I own you, mutt."

Sirge - contract

Over the past couple of weeks, my mutt and I have been working on a "Contract of Partnership and Power Exchange." Every time we update the agreement, add to the expectations, review the wording, I feel a huge mental, emotional and physical surge. For those of you who may be considering creating a contract or an agreement in your BDSM relationship, I would like to share our process.

I wrote a list of areas/aspects of my mutt's life that I wanted to manage and areas I thought he would like for me to control. mutt then reviewed the list, added to it, and ranked the areas based on his desires and identified the frequency (daily, weekly, monthly, or as needed) that he wanted me to manage.

From there, he picked the first areas he considered to be important and we talked about what they would entail. Those areas included - "Finances", "Personal Information", "Technology and Digital Media" and "Career". We then moved into "Personal Hygiene", "Personal Gear", "Communication", and "Daily Routines". Lastly, we have "Toys and Gear" and "Recreation" to finish. Each area has specific expectations and we both know we can discuss and amend a category or sub-component, if we feel there is a need.

Most times, mutt has some basic level of autonomy, or self-management, but there is usually an underlying expectation that I have. For example under "Personal Hygiene" -

"mT will shave his face and neck as he see fits on a daily basis, unless ST gives him specific instructions. mT must keep some amount of facial hair on his face at all times."

I would encourage you to consider creating a contract. There are many examples that can be found on the Internet. An agreement can be as basic or as elaborate as You/you want based on Your/your particular needs and desires. mutt and I know each other quite well so it was relatively easy for us to start putting our interests and expectations down on paper. It was pretty much how we already live Our life together, with a general tone of Power and Control...now in print.

Though we agreed to start following the contract on 10/30/11 in it's draft form, I look forward to the completion of the final document, for the day that we both sign the physical contract, and Our partnership becomes officially binding. For myself, this contract strengthens my pledge to honor, respect, care and own my mutt with great pride and dignity.

Sirge - proud

It thrills me to no end, provides a sense of great self-esteem, brings me much happiness and a true feeling of self-worth to know my mutt, my Towser, is able to express his emotions. he has come a long way to this juncture in Our lives and I can only imagine how much deeper and farther Our partnership will go. It's truly with his willingness to let go...that we both grow. I have told him I have wanted to crawl under his skin...feel each breath, each movement, see his thoughts, share his dreams. I want him to feel me with him at ALL times, as I feel him with me. There's no greater sense of pride when someone gives himself to you and they allow themselves to be owned.

Towser - Release

My life has been spent searching, wanting and needing to be, to have, the one Man who would meet all the needs and wants in my life. To OWN me...to care for me to LOVE me to share my dreams, my ALL.  My Sirge full fills all of those things. I feel his every breath, his heartbeat, his kiss on my lips, his touch of his hand on mine or his not so gentle touch on MY Ass, his thoughts,  I crave his anointing Piss, His Raunchy ass and his order for me to touch mine any way he wants. I want to crawl inside MY Sirge and be ONE with HIM always...

My Sirge I want you to know, You give me all, all  I want, need and crave...YOU give me more than I ever, ever thought I would have in my life... YOU Own My Heart, My Soul our Spirits are One...our layers and levels continue to forge together to build a Partnership I feel blessed to share with you...I love you..more than LOVE YOU!!!

With Everything I have and All I shall Be,

Your mutt Your Man Your Towser Your Papi

Sirge - growth

I believe one can truly grow by letting go of their own control, fears and inhibitions. To think, feel and freely share is only how the true links to a partnership may be forged. Of course there is the matter of trust but one must be willing to allow themselves to be exposed if any true sense of personal development can be realized.

I keep asking my mT, my Man, if he is ready for "this," to be owned to be loved and to be cared for. he says he is and I am watching him slowly tear away at the layers of walls he has built around himself. With time, as he exposes more, and more is exposed of him, I hope he comes to realize that I am here. I am holding his hand. That together We will keep each other safe and warm.

I am very proud of him for the gains he has made. I hope our experiences, our beliefs and our honesty can make us both better human beings. I am excited for him as I watch him grow and flourish...to become the best man he can be. And I state with dignity and pride that I am the fortunate one to call him My Man.

Sirge - for mT

he knows what this means to Me, what this does for Me, and what I give to him.

This is a symbolic offering for My dedication, love and support...only for him.

Sirge - tasks

Set mutt off to get his chores done around the house this morning. he has one hour before he checks in again. he better get moving and stay focused.

Sirge - on being owned

I have asked mutt Towser to write and post an entry on what it means for him to be owned.