Towser - To be Owned and Possessed

I am Owned and Possessed  by my Sirge my Master...the feelings of completeness of knowing he is with me always....on every level and layer of who and what we are.. this causes me to feel the greatest honor and privilege, to have the understanding that we are One always. 

To be directed to wear my cock cage to work all day, feeling the complete control, of Him.  My cock began to swell and leak before the cold steel ever touched my flesh. 

I remained swollen and dripping precum..continuously threw out the day...so honored and privileged.

To know that he is there for me always, fills my heart my soul..every cell of my being, I am His pig boy, boy mutt, His man, His towser, His servant, His Property.

I am there for him for his every want, need, desire, to follow his every direction, his every snap, glance or gesture.


Thank You...  Mtlu my Master my Sirge my One

Your good boy your pbPmTP

Sirge - toys

 

Told the boy to bring Our toys.

 

Used a few on My body:

 

blindfold

hood

ball gag

dog collar

leash

nipple pumps

rubber glans ring

a few clothespins

 

Stood and watched him throb and leak pre-cum.

Stood and watched when he was instructed to "take care of it."

Stood and watched My good boy.

 

Sirge - meat

My mutt's caged meat

Instructed the boy to cage My meat before he left for work. he did as he was told. he reported he was swollen and dripped pre-cum throughout the day. I know he likes the feeling of being constricted, confined and controlled.

Good boy.

Sirge - shave

Had the boy shower this morning, with soap and shampoo, and he was instructed to fuck himself with the phallus while he showered. he did as directed, then locked himself in his cock cage.

This afternoon he was instructed to reshower, this time he was to completely shave off his pubic hair. I had trimmed him up last weekend but he's now shaved smooth and recaged. I absolutely love watching him swell and drip while he's restrained.

he just asked to use the toilet, like he should.

he's such a good little fag boy.

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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

Sirge - pleasuring

As I watched, I told him to show Me. He knew what I meant. He stood and pulled his shorts down to show Me my semi-hard meat. he was instructed to place the dried piss-soaked jock over his head and as he should, he obeyed. While he chewed and sucked on the jock, he played with his nipples and stroked for Me.

My boy.

I directed him to wet his fingers and touch My hole and he moaned as I watched him follow my directives. I watched My boy take pleasure in touching My body, My meat, My hole as he passionately performed for me and obeyed My commands.

I asked him if he was a good boy.

he said, "Yes."

When he released, he bathed his groin with cum.

I asked him again, to tell Me what he was.

he replied, "i'm a good boy. Your good boy."

he is My thrall, My piece of meat, My property.

Yes, he is My good boy.

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Sirge - growth

The past six months has brought much growth for My thrall, and for myself, as his Sirge. There have been intense times of play, quiet times of reflection, times together and times apart. Yet through it all I feel our relationship, at all levels and layers, expand. As we celebrate six months of our BDSM relationship, I would like to share the special moments that ebb and flow through my mind.

Standing naked at the bathroom sink with My thrall on his knees. As I shave and get ready for the day, he licks and chews my hole.

Watching My thrall grow to learn to enjoy the feel of my hand or my black leather belt across his ass.

Placing his metal cock cage on My meat just after he releases.

Stroking for me, hovering over me, cumming on me on command and then washing my body with his cum.

Simply lifting my arms as a non-verbal signal for him to lick my pits.

Having him stand against the wall with his jeans wrapped around his thighs, his hands behind his back and his cock erect and throbbing, as he simply stands there on display.

Conditioning him to place his left hand on my thigh while I am driving.

Watching him automatically place his hands behind his head when he is kneeling.

Standing still while I inspect My body with my eyes, hands, tongue and mouth.

Training him to respond to simple words like "out" and "away" for him to know that he is to unzip and take My meat out, allowing me to see it or touch it, or giving him instructions to stroke it for me. Then command him to put it away and zip up as necessary. I know he enjoys the experience of exposing himself, especially in the car.

Inserting my glans ring in his mouth and with his mouth, he knowingly places it on my cock.

Tethered to the bed with his leash at night when he sleeps.

Sharing our thoughts of dark places, where we both see ourselves together in the shadows of BDSM experiences.

Licking the residual piss from my cock as I finishing pissing.

There are so many other experiences My man and I have encountered - moments of deep penetrating stares during intense physical action to quiet wordless embraces. My thrall is learning and accepting his place, his role, where he belongs, what he needs and what he wants as My subservient property.

I look forward to watching us grow and develop in our respective roles as Master and servant, as we continue to walk this journey together in our BDSM relationship.

he serves Me well.

Sirge - caged

Laying back on the bed, with the metal cock cage in My hand, I asked him if he wanted it. He moaned and without hesitation he replied, "Yes."

I told him he needed to show me he wanted it. Naked, except for the leash affixed to his collar, he knew what I meant and straddle my body. My meat dripped and he grabbed it firmly in his hand. I told him to show me and he immediately began stroking it in front of Me. I smiled and asked him if he knew what this did for Me. He stated that yes, he thought he knew.

Earlier in the day, while I drove us home after purchasing his cage, I told him to take My meat out. With his cock pulled out of his pants, he held the cage in his other hand. I wanted him to feel the heft of the cool metal as I watched him swell. I told him that he needed to be absolutely sure that this is what he wanted, to give himself in this manner...to submit to the extent that he knew I would control his cock by locking him in the restraint. I told him that I considered this to be more meaningful than a tag, a collar or a chain, this was a level of submission symbolizing My control over his body. he stated that yes, this is what he wanted.

Now hovering over me on the bed, he twisted and tugged on his nipples as he spit in his palm and continued stroking for Me. he knew he needed to release before I would place the cage on him.

Yes, he knows it thrills me to watch him display My body in front of me. To jerk and stroke My property, the body that I own and control, pleases me very much. I coaxed him waiting to see him erupt. I touched him, held him and watched. his strokes became more intense as our gaze intensified. I fed him the empty cage. As anticipated, he blew. And as directed he wiped the warm cum on My body.

I placed the metal ring around his shaft. I then held the cage and with slow deliberation I inserted My softening cock into the device. With a simple twist the lock completed the union of adjoining the base to the shaft.

Mine.

I then began to play with him. Licking, chewing, sucking, rubbing him as I watched him react - growing hard again within the confines of the smooth shiny metal. he would quickly learn how to adjust himself - physically, as well as mentally and emotionally, to know he was completely in My control.

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Towser - to obey

I have grown every moment and minute with My master, My man, My Sirge, My ONE.
He is my All...and I know that it is as simple as Obeying...it fills me, my heart and soul are filled, my spirit soars... to meet His every request.

Thank YOU my Master.

His pbPmTP, His servant, slave...His thrall...
lmcu MTLU

Sirge - lesson

The lesson this weekend is for him to understand that as My thrall he doesn't need a collar or a harness. he doesn't need a piece of rope to be confined and restrained. he doesn't need to wear a cinch, a tag, or a cock cage, or to be branded or publically registered as My slave. Though all those concepts completely energize Me, for him to freely give himself to Me and affirm his place in My life, all he has to do is follow one simple premise.

And that is to obey.

Towser - growth

I have been lead and been guided by my Master my Sirge...my Man...we continue to grow and learn from one another always...

To be Owned, to give one's self to another is the greatest of all things in my life...to feel that ownership, is a feeling like no other I have ever experienced and it is a honor and privilege...and I am so very very thankful for...

I continually feel my Master's control of  me...it fills me...gives me a fulfillment in my heart my soul and my spirit...We are One..a love greater than anything I have ever experienced...and have longed for, for an eternity...

My Master has taught me self control...not touching my cock (his cock as he owns me)...binding with rope around my groin...allowing me to kneel and taste, lick and be blessed by his hole... guiding me to climax as reward for my good behavior...

My Master is my All, it is him I wake to and fall asleep with every night...:It is my Master I continually keep abreast of my activities throughout my day...We share our comings and our goings...OUR thoughts and our needs, for we are a partnership growing always....

He fills my heart my soul and my spirit soars because of HIM....

With all I am because of HIM...

His servant, his slave, his pbPmTP, His thrall, His Man

MTLU My One

Sirge - hole

Slighty crouched with my shorts pulled down just enough to expose my ass and My mutt behind me. he immediately dove in and licked. his stubbled jaw scraping against my stubbled crack and his spit soaked tongue lathered my hole. he chewed and pushed and I reached back to spread and open Myself for him to delve further into Me. he panted and slurped. his place, yet not his only purpose. he pleases me very much. How wonderful My life is to have My thrall service Me - not only through the sensual and physical act but with his eagerness and vigor in eating My ass.

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Sirge - level three

Last night when we went to bed he was instructed to encass himself with soft black boxer briefs. he was told to add another layer of confinement, over the underwear, by binding his crotch with a simple harness made of rope. he followed directives, as he should.

Now with a layer of fabric enveloping My cock, edged and framed by the rope, I instructed him to grind My meat into the mattress. While he was still awake, I wanted him to experience the sensation of swelling when being confined in this manner. he was then told to sleep as I said good night.

I am now waking him to find how he slept for the first time being constrained and restricted at this level. I imagine his noctural erections would be limited from being completely and fully realized. Hopefully he is learning to appreciate the sense of restraint, the giving of submission, while feeling My power and control.

When he awoke, he asked if he could unbind. I knew he needed to piss. And as predicted, he reported he felt the restraint during the night, not being able to completely harden, due to the layers of binding. he woke in the night finding his hand on My meat and his other hand holding his chain. he described the experience as mildly uncomfortable - like trying to piss with a hard-on. I am smiling...as that is exactly what I wanted him to feel, as we grow ever closer to completely locking My meat in a full-blown cock cage.

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Sirge - deep inside

Deep inside,
he was told to push it further and harder
deep inside.

he needed to feel the pressure.
he needed to feel the depth.
he needed to be told.
he needed to be directed.

Twist and pull
he was told to turn it,
then push it in and out.
over and over again.

he needed to feel the sensation.
he needed to feel the completeness.
he needed to be controlled.
he needed to be instructed.

The pleasure of instructing My thrall
to provide him with commands,
to watch him follow My directives,
to hear him moan with pleasure,
as he reaches inside to touch his soul.

To see him release on My body,
as he gives me his offering.
That which he has given Me,
That which I Own.

Deep inside,
I will push deeper and further,
deep inside of him.

he will continue to serve Me.
he will continue to provide Me
with the pleasures I seek and desire.
he knows he must.
he knows it is what he desires.

he WILL obey.

Towser - my Master, my Man...

His Love unending...
A love like I have never felt..
He fills my day with a constant Always...
My nights are met with His touch, His thoughts
His ever guiding hand...

He Owns my heart, my soul and Our spirits are constantly in flight...
To know and feel what My Master, My Man feels for me fills me....
My Master knows my wants, my needs, my ever desire...
As I am always there to serve, and fulfill all which He desires...

All Our levels and layers are completed by the Oneness we possess...
We need not speak..for Our knowing is ever present...
I am but an empty shell, my Master, my Man fills my every
moment, my every breath, my every heart beat and thoughts....

Thank YOU my Master, my Man for giving all you give, for loving and more than
Loving me, for possessing your man, your mutt, your Towser ...

Yours for eternity and beyond....
Your pbPmTP
Your servant and slave
Your thrall....

Sirge - captive

The snug fit of cotton briefs,

The hard firm ass of My thrall secured with rope,

It is what he desires.
It is what I want.

And he obeys.

he pleases Me very much

in so many ways.

Towser - bathing and binding

The last two days I have been given directives by my Sirge...

Yesterday, I was directed to stand in the shower, piss into a clean wash cloth, and bathe myself. As I stood stripped naked in the shower releasing and rubbing myself down with my piss, I was filled with such Ownership from my Master, my Sirge...and such obligation, honor and privilege to be able to accomplish the task at hand...

The feel of my hot piss seeping into my pores was such a feeling of euphoria...knowing I was doing as my Master, my Man, My Sirge directed of me...knowing I was pleasing Him, My All, My ONE. I was then directed to collar, harness, cinch my cock...owned by my Master, dress and spend the day enveloped in my piss...my raunch...my masculine manliness...

Today, I was directed to shower and scrub from head to toe...to put on fresh CK pouched briefs and bind myself with OUR rope...a binding across my waist through my legs, compacting and encasing my Master's cock even more, around and down the crack of HIS ass...around the tops of my thighs and then tie securely. Upon, completion I was securely bound...Held tightly by My Master, My Sirge's request and directive.

My Life is so full of my Master, my Man, my Sirge...it fills me with such completeness knowing I am All that is desired by Him..

LMCOU MTLU...pbPmTP
Your slave, Your servant, Your thrall

Sirge - obedience

Having the need to get up and lap at the bathroom faucet to quench his thirst was understandable. And I am glad he told Me. Yet, I reminded him he failed to contact Me about his actions when they occurred.

I copied the statement from Our Pledge for him to reread about the expectation of notifying Me if he wakes during the night. To make sure he understood, and to see if any adjustment needed to be made to the condition, I asked him if he thought it was too much for him to manage or if he felt it was too much for Me to expect. he told Me it was reasonable and he apologized.

However, this time he needed a gentle reminder of his digression. he was instructed to write a single word with a black permanent marker on his leg. And he is to leave this there until it naturally wears off.

Hopefully, he reflects and learns from this incident. And I think he will when he pulls his pants down, gazes at My meat dangling between his legs, and sees the word "obey" written on the inside of his left thigh.

Sirge - presenting

When I arrived he presented himself on his hands and knees on Our bed.

Tethered to the bed with his leash, wearing a black leather chest harness, his cock cinched tight, blindfolded, his dog collar was partially hidden by the dirty sweaty t-shirt wrapped around his neck.
I hardened.

Though this is not the way I found him in the morning, I gently rubbed his ass, which appeared upwards and eagerly presented to me, nicely packed in the tight black briefs he had worn that day. Solid through the fabric, his ass was tight.

I instructed him to present himself in the manner in which I woke him that morning. And he followed orders by laying on his back and placing his arms out to his sides. I slowly untied a length of rope and secured his left arm to Our bed. I completed the task of securing him by tying his other arm and his left leg to the far reaches of the bed posts.
he was positioned for me to touch, lick, suck, chew and grope...
a rugged display of servitude.
he willing gave himself to Me.
I whispered in his ear, "I am here. I am home."

I began my inspection as I gently caressed his torso...light touches interspersed with rough licks and firm gropes...bypassing My meat, which was clearly engorged.

I knelt beside him and purposefully gnawed on his nipple and the muscle of his left pec.
He sighed.
I could smell the aroma of his pits and I nestled my face into the stench and licked.
He moaned.
We kissed.
I bit into his thigh, just below the leg band of the briefs.
He flinched and again moaned, with a slight growl.

And through the fabric I could smell the built up raunch encased in the pouch of the briefs. He had been denied to touch his cock for the past day so the residual post-piss drips were caught in the fabric. With spots of dried precum intermixed with the piss and natural ball sweat, he simply reeked of masculinity.

I told him he smelled like piss.
And he was rewarded, as I began chewing at the fabric just above My hole.

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