Don't fucking Lie!

Pulling into the driveway, I had never been so mad, I was ready to beat the fuck out of someone and that someone was Sean.
When he first moved in, I told him, I told him, their was one thing I couldn’t and wouldn’t stand for and that was lying.
But it wasn’t only the fact that he lied, he did it fucking twice.

The tires screeched as I pulled up in the driveway. I slammed the car door as I got out and stormed inside.

“Where the fuck are you?” I yelled, once I was inside the front door.

Silence.

Again I yelled as I made my way through the house, “Where the fuck are you asshole?”

I kicked open the bedroom door and their he was lying on the bed naked and still asleep, even with all my yelling I was doing, he still slept peacefully, well that was about to change.

Sean laid on his back, his young face looking towards me, eyes shut. I grabbed him around the throat with one hand and lifted his dead weight up.
He quickly woke, his eyes flying open in fear to see his masters furious face staring back at him. I lifted him off the bed with one arm, holding him so his feet didn’t quiet touch the floor.
He tried to speak but with my hand around his throat he couldn’t.
I threw him to the floor against the wall. He hit the wall hard and looked up at me in pure shock.

“Master?” He whimpered, from the floor.

I walked over to where I threw him and as my right foot flew towards his stomach I said, “What the fuck did I tell you about lying to me.”

Sean curled over in pain as my foot slammed into his naked flesh. I knocked the wind out of him but I wasn’t finished with him yet.
I brought my foot back again, only this time I drove it into his ribs even harder then the first. Sean screamed out in pain as my work boot made contact again.

“M-mas…” Sean cried.

I leant down and grabbed him by the hair and pulled him to his feet. He was crying from the pain I had inflected on him but at that moment, I didn’t care.

I pulled his hair up as I stretched him to his full length and once I had him standing tall I brought my other fist back and drove it towards his chin, hitting him hard and again knocking him to the floor crying.

“I told you, I fucking told you.” I yell down at him.

Sean tried to say something but I didn’t give him a chance, I brought my heavy work boot up and pushed it down onto his soft cock and balls, squeezing them under the pressure of my boot. Again Sean, screamed in pain, tears flowing freely down his soft cheeks. He tried to beg me to stop but the words would not form on his lips, due to the pain.

“I told you, don’t fucking lie, that’s all I asked of you cunt, don’t…” I screamed as I twisted my boot on his cock.
“Fucking…”I added as I twisted it back the other way. “Lie!” I yelled down at him.

I moved my boot form his cock and walked towards the door, I was unsure of what I was going to do next but then Sean spoke.

“M…Master (sob) master, please (sob)…I didn’t…” Sean started to say.

I heard the words ‘I didn’t’ and I saw red, I ran back to where he was laying on the floor and I kicked him, hard.
Sean flew through the air and landed hard on the wooden floor. He screamed in pain, wrapping his arms around his bruised ribs. I brought my leg back again and drove it hard into his midsection and kicked him another five feet in the air. His head hit the floor violently when he came crashing down.

Sean was now crying freely as I sent my work boot into him for the last time, the pain that shot through his body was like nothing he had ever felt and at that moment wished he never would again.

I lent down and picked him up in both arms and said in his face, “Next time you might think twice about fucking lying!” and I threw him across the floor, to the other side of the room. Sean hit the wall about five feet off the ground and slammed straight down onto the hard wooden floor with a bone crushing thud.

I walked back to the door, still raging with anger. I stood in the door way and looked back at Sean, lying on the cold hard floor in the fetal position, crying like a new born baby.

I stormed out of the room leaving him crying on the floor. After about twenty minutes I walked back into the room.
At first I couldn’t see Sean anywhere and then out of the corner of my eye I saw movement under the desk in the corner.
Sean was cowering under the desk at the back.
As I walked closer he cringed in fear, pulling away from me. That’s when it hit me, just how much of a monster I must have seemed to him.
I slowly moved closer to him and with each step I took the hurt and anger I had been feeling seemed to leave my body. Until I was kneeling at the desk and looking into the crying eyes of the slave I had just beaten.

I moved a hand toward Sean, but he pulled himself into a tighter ball of fear.

In a very gentle voice I said, “Sean, take my hand!”

Sean looked at me through watery red eyes, he didn’t move, fearful I might flare up again.

I gently, very gently took hold of his hand and said, “Come out.”

At first he didn’t want to move, I’m not sure if it was him or whether it was just fear itself holding him there but eventually he slowly made his way out from under the desk, with my help. He could hardly move from the pain I coursed him.

I sat him on the bed and while the tears still flowed down his red cheeks he sat there quietly, holding his stomach.
I tried to put my arm around him to comfort him but he flinched, thinking it was another fist coming to strike his young face. I cringed when I saw this, what had I done to this perfect slave of mine? Would he even still want to be my slave after the beating I just gave him?

I finally got my arm around him and held him tight, unsure of what to say.

After a few minutes and with the anger now out of my body and in a calm voice, I asked, “Why, why did you do it?”

At first Sean didn’t speak but then he replied, “I don’t know, it just sort of happened…” he looked into my eye and at that moment I knew the words he was speaking were the truth and he added, “I wanted to tell you, honest but…well I couldn’t bring myself to doing it, I’m so sorry sir.”

I pulled him in closer and just held him tight.

Then Sean said, “I know I’ve done the wrong thing and deserved this…“

I put my hand up to his lips to stop him for talking. He looked at me with a questioning look upon his face. I moved my lips towards his and gently kissed his blood stained mouth. Even as something as a gently kiss caused Sean pain but he didn’t try stopping me.
I moved my right hand to the back of his neck and pulled him in tighter towards me. My left hand made its way down his naked body and came to rest on the his thigh.

As we kissed, Sean moaned, I was unsure if it was because he was enjoying having his caring hot master back or whether it was because of the pain shooting throughout his sore and bruised body.
I felt Sean’s hand on top of my left hand, which was resting on his thigh, he lifted it and moved my hand till it came to rest on his crotch, his naked cock.
Even with me kicking him across the room, punching him to the floor, he still had a massive hard on for me.
I broke our kiss and looked down to where my hand laid and smiled.

“Feels like someone is getting excited.” I grinned at him.

“Ah!” Sean groaned as he tried to speak, “I’m always excite for my master.” He added, smiling gently.

“How’s that mouth of yours feeling?” I asked, squeezing his hard cock.

“Its still a bit sore but I’ll be okay sir.” Sean answered, then he asked, “Why master?”

“Because you sitting there completely naked with a hard cock sticking out is making your master hot for you and your master wants to blow a load…in that sweet mouth of yours.” I answered, squeezing his cock again.

Sean stood up slowly, turned to face me and asked, “Can Sir, take off his clothes so this worthless slave can play with his massive cock, please?”

His cock was face level and I couldn’t resist taking it into my mouth. Sean grabbed me by the shoulders with both hands as I took all six inches of his uncut cock into my mouth and down my throat. While I didn’t suck his cock that often, when I did I made sure it was the best feeling this slave would ever experience.
With my mouth going up and down the length of his shaft, I moved my hand under his balls and made my way to his tight hole. When I located it I pushed straight in, causing even more pain to shoot throughout his young body.

Sean moaned and grunted as I sucked his cock and fingered his ass. Before I knew it Sean was asking me to stop.

“Please sir, I’m going to cum,” Sean groaned. “His hands grabbed my shoulders tighter as he added, “Please master, pleaseeeeeeee”

It was to late, I had no intention of stopping, I wanted his load and I wasn’t going to stop till I had it all.
Sean, grunted and groaned from the massive orgasm I just caused his body to have but with the injuries I caused him earlier, the pleasure soon turned into pain.
As I continued to suck on his cock I could feel his legs get wobbly and had to stop him from collapsing to the floor.
After a few minute Sean regained his breathing and was able to stand by himself.

I let his still hard cock slip from my lips and said as I stood up, “Now you can suck your masters cock.”

I removed my shirt and threw it to the floor, my jeans followed along with my boxers. I stood there in only my work soaks, which stunk.
I put my hand under Sean’s chin, and for a moment he cringed thinking of how I had grabbed him in the same place not that long ago and not long after that my fist connected with his cute face.

I kept hold of his chin and softly said, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you again.”

Sean gave me a faint smile and looked to the ground. I lifted his head and kissed him on the lips, gently biting his bottom lip as I pulled away. Sean sighed, feeling me do this and as my teeth let go of his lip he dropped to his knees, with great care not to hurt his ribs that I had damaged earlier.

My cock was hard when Sean opened his mouth and took the head into his eager hot mouth. I sighed and placed my hands on the back of his head. I guided my cock to the back of his throat and slid in into his tight throat. Sean let me take control and kept my cock lodged in the back of his throat until I was ready to pull it back out. When he had my cock like this and he would try and swallow, his throat muscles would tighten around my cock and fill my shaft with this unbelievable feeling, I loved it.

Holding his head still, I fucked his face, first slowly but as the pleasure grew so did the tempo of my fucking. I had a hold of Sean’s hair on either side of his head and I was now slamming my cock as far as it would go down his throat. Sometimes he would gag but most of the time he was able to take all my cock quiet easily.
Fucking Sean's face, I looked down and saw Sean jerking his own cock, normally I would punish him for that, he wasn’t allow to touch it unless I said he could but considering how I beat the fuck out of him earlier I figured I would let him off, just this once.
Sean’s eyes were watering up from the pounding I was giving his mouth and he had spit dripping out the side of his mouth. Gawd he looked so fucking hot.

As I watched my cock appear and disappear in his mouth Sean, looked up to me and tried to smile with my cock balls deep, boy he looked so hot with a cock hanging out of his sweet mouth.

“I’m going to blow my load.” I said as I felt the cum start its way from my balls to the shaft of my hard cock.
“You ready for this.” I added, not really asking a question.

I grabbed his hair even tighter as I felt my hot white cum shoot out of my cock and into Sean’s hungry young mouth. He sucked as hard as he could, making sure none escaped from his lips.
I fired load after load as I forced my cock as far down his throat as it would go. I was having trouble standing due to the orgasmic pleasure rushing throughout my entire body.

I pulled Sean off my cock and collapsed back onto the bed. Sean stayed at my feet on the floor and gently played with my feet. He took off my dirty work socks and began licking my feet clean. Wow, did it feel good but the smell was something I had trouble dealing with. I was just glad Sean was taking my mind off the smell by licking and sucking my toes.

After about five minutes of his foot bath Sean said, “Excuse me Sir.”

“Yes.” I answered, still stretched out on the bed.

Sean hesitated but finally said, “S…Sir…I’m real sorry for what I did.”

I laid there thinking for a few minutes the said, “I hated hitting you but I warned you when you agreed to be my slave, didn‘t I. I hope I never have to hit you again,” I sat up on the bed and looked down at him and added, “but if you lie again, I will beat the living fuck out of you again, do I make myself clear?”

Sean swallowed hard and replied, “Yes, yes sir.”

I smiled seeing the fear in his eyes, I knew he wouldn’t be lying anytime soon. I leant down and kissed his now fat bruised lips and said, “Come on, lets go grab a shower, plus I need to fuck that tight ass of yours. Think your sore body can handle me fucking it?”

“This worthless slave could never be to sore to let his generous master fuck him, that is all this slave lives for.” Sean said as he stood up and turned around so his ass was now facing his master.

I ran my hand over his young ass and said, “If you’re not careful your master wont make it to the shower before he slides this hard cock into that sweet looking hole of yours.”

Sean looked over his shoulder and said with a devilish grin, “That’s what I’m hoping for Sir.”

The End.