Towser...To be HIS boy

To be Owned..Possessed...to be His...

There is nothing which complete's and fills me more than to belong to my Sirge. 

His requests His wants and needs are my honor and priviledge to fullfill...

He knows how to treat and take care of me Always...

I feel Him with me ... surging threw me Always...

There is nothing greater in my life...

I am HIS very very good boy..

His pbPmTP...

I am only know his is my Greatest gift, I am blessed and His boy...

Thank you my Sirge...my One for all our levels and layers...

I am nothing with out HIM...

Towser - Owned...Possessed...

my Master my Sirge....Owns Possesses his obedient boy thrall...his mutt his piggy boy...

It is my greatest need desire and obligation to please, protect and give all that is me to my Sirge....

To finally in my life know what it is to be complete...on all levels and layers of my and Our life....

Feeling my Sirge possess me and have his towser by his side always...

Being able to please my Sirge...completes me....

My Sirge knows all that fills me...

thank you Master Sirge...ur pbPmTP...your obediant servant slave ur boy your thrall....lmcu..MTLU

Towser - His boy thrall....

He directs me and I am filled with such obligation and completeness..as if he is holding my hand and leading me where he wants us to go....it is the greatest thing I have ever felt or experienced in my life...

I am directed to stand in the shower with only a jockstrap on and piss upon myself...the feeling of complete release of fulfilling my Sirge's every request...

His ownership...his possession of me on every layer and level of my life...

Being told to plug His Hole...and to jerk off his cock...

Being directed to rub cum..into myself.... makes me swell just thinking and sharing it...

To be directed on my actions..to stay in constant contact...all these fill me make me the servant, slave...Obedient thrall...his mutt his Towser...his man...

Thank You my Sirge my Master for all you do for me for us...

Lmcu...Mtlu...

Yours Always....ur thrall...

Towser - i am His...He Owns me...

To be Owned is the life I have chosen and it consumes me... filling me on every level and layer in my life....

To give yourself unconditional to your Master..every part of one's life...to many this may be beyond understanding...

Giving every part of one's being, their entirety...every essence of their being..

It is having an undying Trust, Love, Honor, Loyalty, and it is a complete Privilege...it is my desire..

To have your Master control when you touch His cock for example...for I have given Him My body, He Owns me completely, to have and hold...to provide any and all...to provide myself for his every request and desire...

I have been permanently collard...I wear a single leather strap simply tied by my Master around my neck...He is with me...Always... my collar represents not only my loyalty and obedience, but His Love his More Than Love for me...

Being My Master's thrall I am with Him always letting Him know what and where I am...it fills me..beyond anything I have every dreamed... but have desired from my inner depths....

We grow constantly as a partnership, every level and layer of US...

He is my World, my One..

I am blessed and I have been given such a gift...a gift which is immeasurable...

Thank YOU my Master my Man my pbhtTMS...MTLU

Your pbPmTP..Your slave Your servant Your thrall

Sirge - his needs

To own someone means their thoughts and needs may take precedence of your own. Though you may want them to act or perform in a specific way, it requires tact and skill to ensure their desires are being satiated. Knowing what My sub wants and providing him with the opportunities to explore his desires can bring Me much pleasure. Fulfilling his desires can be more important than fulfilling my own.

A relationship of ownership is so much more than physical.

For example - this morning while he laid in bed, I instructed him to pull his briefs down just enough to expose My meat, just enough to expose My cock yet to feel the fabric wrapped around his thighs. he was told to grab his collar with one hand and his leash with the other - his chain tethered to the bed and to his ankle.

He then was directed to spit on My meat.

I then directed him to pull the briefs back on and to get out of bed and start his day.

he followed his directives as given.

For some, this may seem like a mild, simple, physical act.

I will let him describe in his own words how he felt about this experience -

1) How did it make you feel, as a Man, to spit on yourself?
My Master, My Man directed me to spit on His cock...the cock he OWNS...I did as I was directed to do...It filled my heart, my soul with great Love, made my spirit soar to be able to do as my Master requested...I was filled with masculinity, my testosterone flared ...I am not some wimpy man...I am strong I am filled with  feelings of great privilege, honor, obligation to ALL my Master directs and obligates of His Man, His mutt Towser, His thrall to experience in our Partnership.

2) How did you feel, as My collared and tethered thrall, to spit on yourself first thing this morning?
I am My Master's, My Man's thrall - his only slave, his servant for all...the penis which hangs and sways between my legs IS OWNED by HIM...I will always do as I am directed, as I am requested to do...We are a partnership - a Master and His thrall...it is My GREATEST privilege to Serve Him.

3) How did it make you feel to be woken this morning and follow My directives?
I was brought out of my slumber as I am daily by My Master...I am HIS slave, HIS servant, HIS man...HE Owns all that Is ME.. I am continually filled with All that is HIM...He makes me feel more Manly, more Masculine, more raw, and open to all that is HIM and US...I serve My Master, My Man with a heart and soul and a  soaring spirit OWNED by Him.

As you can read, the act in itself not only produce a physical reaction in My man, but there was a much greater and deeper emotional and mental connectedness...knowing who he is and strengthening his knowledge of Our relationship.

I believe My thrall knows what I crave is very linked to his responses. It is simply watching, hearing or reading about his responses drives me - wanting to push him forward, harder and deeper into a realm of submission. It's not always the actions but his thoughts, feelings and reactions that make me growl, stir, swell with pride or just simply smile.

I often tell My thrall that I want to crawl inside of him.

And I will strive to find ways to seep deeper into his body, heart, mind and soul.

Towser - grinding and groaning

My Man, My Master, instructed me to climb upstairs to Our bed - place his worn scent-ridden t-shirt upon my body, tether myself as I have done for weeks now, with the chain link leash around my right ankle. I was then instructed with further directions to pull on My Master's form-fitting CK's - holding My Master's cock in a pocket of soft, yet confining cotton, with spots of precum and piss marking the pouch. I received further instructions - to turn off the light by the bed, roll on my stomach, remove my ring from my glans, reach for the edge of the mattress and grind, gyrate and hump. To allow the soft cotton pouch of the piss and precum stained briefs massage and bring My Master's cock to a state of being completely engorged and swollen.

I went to one of OUR many rooms. I could feel My Man, My Master, just on the edge of His hole. I could feel Him on top of me. OUR bodies as ONE. Him "taking" what he knew was His on every layer and level possible. I could feel us rolling over and My Master backing His ass into my face and directing me to chew and gnaw - to taste his sweat, to chew on an dlick His ball sack lightly, to enjoy and devour His HOLE. It was warm, touched with sweat and the hint of a day's raunch. It was enveloping me in ecstasy.

As directly as it began, I received my next instruction - to roll over on my back and bring myself to release. My visions had turned to an even more swollen engorged cock, dripping with precum - visions of My Master laying with me, next to me, all around ME. I could feel Him all over HIS body. He was in My heart, My soul. My spirit was flying with His. As I knew He had directed me to release, He was doing the same. I craved His touch, His spray. Wherever He chose to feed me - be it my chest, HIS hole, MY Mouth. I could feel Him pleasuring Himself with My body.

We Were ONE...
As Always...

My Master, My Man, Thank YOU for always caring for me, on all OUR Levels and Layers, for protecting me from danger. My safety is always your concern and most importantly for LOVING ME. More Than Loving ME!!!

YOUR pbPmTP
YOUR thrall

Towser - held and constricted

After sharing my thougths with My Master, My One, My Sirge, regarding the desire, want and need for a cock cage I was first directed first to not touch His meat at all - not for shaking off after a piss or even to adjust. And I am one to enjoy feeling His cock, His meat.

Was I going to be able to follow MY Master's directive?

Oh, yes I was.....for I knew not only did I desire to feel His control, which is filled with complete devotion and understanding regarding what His Man, His mutt Towser needs always.  I have craved and desired not only the constriction, but also the control of My Sirge, My Master...to see if I was mentally ready to fulfill these very deep desires I have needed and felt so deep down in my inner depths and could only ever be with My Sirge, My Man, My Master. But it is also knowing I am pleasing Him...the pleasure in feeling and knowing his mutt Towser was doing as he was directed and requested to do
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My next directive was to take the pair of CK briefs I had been instructed to put on...fresh, white with a predominate pouch for His cock, His meat. As I pulled them on and felt the constriction the soft cotton envelop His meat and his ass...and know this would be the only time I would be able to adjust His meat. I was swollen and engorged before ever having pulled them up to my waist. As I started my experience of self-control and desire to please My Master...my heart raced. I first had been directed not to touch His meat and I felt such desire and need to do as My Master, My Sirge had directed.  Now, I was wearing the briefs he wanted me to wear...the feeling of control and restriction.

He fills me with all that makes me feel whole...complete. I am filled with the devotion He desires with Pure Honor and Privilege. What We have is beyond anything I ever imagined...and My Master fills ever pore that makes me who I am.

I desire all He will give me and I will receive all with such humbleness and complete willingness.

He is My Master, My Sirge, My ONE...

MTLU YOUR pbPmTP
Your thrall

Sirge - level one

Simple discipline and control with a pair of my briefs.

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Sirge - endurance

When he told me a cock cage was in the top five items on his wish list for gear, I was very pleased. Yes, it would be very easy to just shackle and lock up My meat in a device and let him deal with the emotional, mental and physical torture of being confined and restrained. Yet, knowing he doesn't even like the feeling of being constricted by wearing any form of briefs, I know he needs to be conditioned and trained before he is caged. This also will provide Me with another level of control and management of My thrall's body and mind.

Over the next weeks, he will go through various levels of confinement - both in types and duration. If all goes well in his training, he will be rewarded with a metal lockable cock cage.

Last night he was instructed not to touch himself, and now 12 hours later the condition still stands. he may not even touch My meat to shake after pissing or adjust himself while wearing My cum and piss stained crusty jock. The only exception to this directive is he has one and only one opportunity to adjust himself when he puts on a pair of My CK cotton briefs which he will wear today, into the night, for one full day.

These briefs of soft cotton firmly hold and cusp my own cock and balls and present the feeling of a hand gently groping my crotch. With a rubber glans ring around the head of My meat, and My cock and balls cinched tight with a leather cock ring, I believe this entry-level of confinement will bring him great pleasure...considering he is usually in a semi-aroused state at all times.

he is to confirm the directives given by providing tasteful pics of him wearing My briefs. I am already swollen with pride and anticipation as I sit and wait for him to follow-through with his commands.

he will be expected to report out on his feelings of servitude, submission and self-giving at this gentle level of honor-bondage and self-discipline. It will be interesting to read his thoughts on how he manages himself for the next 24-hours.