Sirge - trust

When I first saw the timid stray mutt, he kept his distance.

I crouched down,

and extended my hand.
I whistled for him.
he sniffed the air and gingerly approached.
he would take a few small steps forward,

then pause

as he assessed the situation.

I lowered my hand even more.

We both patiently waited

and after a while he got close enough to sniff my hand.

he finally let me touch him.
It was a simple touch to show him I cared.

I did not lunge at him.

he needed to build trust in knowing I would not hurt him.

I offered him some water.

but he took a step back.

I kept still and he finally approached the bowl.
he quizzically looked up at me.

his eyes still asking if he should trust me

or even trust himself.
I encouraged him to drink

and he finally lapped with great thirst.

When he was finished

I stood and took the empty bowl.

I turned and started walking towards the house
yet I noticed he stayed right where he was.

After taking a few more steps,

I whistled for him again

and he started walking in my direction.

I opened the back door and with no signs of hesitation,
he entered.
When I went to the fridge and made myself a thick hearty sandwich.
he quietly followed me.
he did not beg but sat patiently in the middle of the kitchen.
As I dropped pieces of my sandwich onto the floor
he ate.

I then held out a piece for him, still in my hand.

he walked over and again looked up at me,
waiting for me to give him approval to accept what was being offered.
he gently took the piece from my hand into his mouth.

When we were finished
I went upstairs to the bedroom and began to undress.
he followed me and stood at the doorway and watched.
As I took my boots off,
he fully entered the room
and he dug his nose into the pile of clothes I dropped to the floor.
he was learning to define my scent.

No words were exchanged as I sat at the edge of the bed
and we both looked at each other
each wondering what the other was going to do next.
I patted the mattress and coaxed him up.

Now months later, he has let me bathe and groom him.
he has willing accepted his collar
and he carries his leash to bed each night.
he sleeps wrapped up besides me,
with his head nuzzled in the pit of my arm.

he knows when things are to be taken seriously.
Yet he understands when there are times for play.
We can look at each other and just know.
he is my constant and faithful companion.
I trust in him as he trusts in me.
Each of us giving what each other needs.

I could not imagine what my life was like before him.
nor can I imagine what my life would now be like without him,
by my side.

Sirge - knowing

he's going to bed.
he will be tethered to the bed post with his leash.
he will be wearing my grungy t-shirt.

What more could I ask for
knowing he is Mine?

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 - 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.