Worthy of Worship : Chapter 1 - A New One

“Hands behind your back little boy” Wade said. Randy put his hands behind his back and winced as the muscle god grabbed his hair again. Wade leaned over slightly and very slowly let a big wad of spit fall on Randy's face. Randy watched but neither moved nor blinked as the saliva landed on his nose and cheek and he kept his hands behind his back.

Very softly Wade said "You can thank me Randy.”

Randy was shocked, but the incredible muscled body above him was so intimidating that he had to accept it. He was also getting mesmerized by the persuasive voice.

“Ah, wha.. Ah” he said as the giant muscle man stared down at him. "Ah, Thank you sir" he whispered as he stared up at the gorgeous man, and for the first time Wade smiled at him. Randy melted and actually lost his breath. God, he is beautiful, Randy thought as he got chills up and down his spine and felt more stirring from his cock. God, he would do anything for this gorgeous man.

"Do you want it again Randy?" The voice asked softly. "Do you want your muscle man to honor you with his spit? Tell me you want it again little boy.”

"Yes sir, if you want to. Please, I want it for you" Randy answered.

"Tell me how much you want it Randy" Wade whispered. "Tell me how much Randy."

Randy’s hard-on was so hard it was becoming painful as he stared at this muscle god above him. That perfect face and perfect body should be worshiped and Randy felt excited to be on his knees in front of him. Yes, this god was worthy of worship, and Randy belonged on his knees before him. In fact he felt lucky that he was even allowed to look at those gorgeous muscles and that stunning face. Looking up at this spectacular body he was overcome with pleasure that this god was not only letting him look at him, but was even giving him any attention at all. Randy was thrilled that this god had even noticed him. He was ready to do anything for this gorgeous creature and give him anything he wanted.

"I want it, sir. Please sir, I want it again." Randy
pleaded. "Please do what you want Sir."

Randy watched as another blob of spit fell from that beautiful face that was smiling down at him. Randy closed his eyes as the spit landed on his nose and splashed over his face and he had to blink several times to keep it out of his eyes.

"Thank you Sir" he murmured.

“Don’t touch your face Randy,” ordered Wade. “I know you like anything I give you, and I want to see my mark on you. I own you baby”. Wade smiled broadly as he watched the boy staring up at him with worshipful eyes.

He let go of Randy’s hair and slipped out of his shoes. "Look at my feet Randy" Wade said. "Whose feet are those Randy?”

Randy looked down at Wade’s feet and said "They are your feet sir.”

"No, Randy, those feet are your Masters feet," Wade said. "Now, again. Whose feet are they?"

"They are my Masters feet, Sir" Randy answered. The word Master gave him chills of excitement. This man deserved to be his Master.
"Then who am I Randy?" Wade asked.

"You're, ah, you're my Master, Sir."

“Good boy" Wade said as he patted Randy on the head. “Do you want to worship your Master Randy?" Wade asked.

"Yes sir. I’ll do whatever you want sir" Randy answered.

"Okay Randy, kiss my feet" Wade grinned suddenly. "Get your face down there and kiss my feet".”

Wade was really turned on by this kid. He had a couple boys on the string these days who were most always available, but they were already well trained so he had gone out to the park today looking for something new. Using a cute guy for his pleasure was great, but the challenge of the chase and the capture always made it more exciting. He was hot for some action and from the moment he saw Randy he wanted him. The kid was magnificent. Beautiful sleek young body with nice muscles in all the right places, and a stunning face. This boy was obviously a beginning body builder. Wade had planned to take control of this kid from the moment he saw him in the park, but his wildest imagination had not expected it to go this well this quickly.

At 24 years of age, Wade was experienced at taking cute, young, well built boys who were awestruck by his perfectly muscled body, and training them to worship him. He’d been taking boys through various levels of pain and pleasure, punishment and reward since he was nineteen. After five years of practice, Wade knew exactly what it took to dominate a kid. But Randy was so submissive and pliant that his training seemed finished almost before Wade had even started. So Wade decided to be even more demanding of this fawning boy who was licking and kissing his feet. He intended to have a pleasure filled afternoon of putting this boy through a program of punishment and domination while showing him what it takes to lavish Wade’s muscles with the adoration they deserved.

"Stop what you are doing Randy and lie flat on the floor in front of me", Wade ordered. "I said stop, right now" he ordered as Randy was slow to comply.

Randy stopped and lay down flat on the floor in front of Wade. Wade put one foot gently on his head, mashing his nose into the carpet.
"I did not tell you that you could touch my feet with your hands Randy, and I did not tell you that you could lick my feet." Wade said. “I told you to kiss my feet Randy. I said I was willing to train you, but you must learn to listen. Do you understand?" he asked.

"Yes sir" Randy answered, his voice muffled by the floor.

"Do you deserve to be punished Randy" Wade asked.

Wade reached down and took Randy by the hair and pulled him up to his knees. Randy yelped at the pain and reached up to try to stop the pain.

"Hands behind your back, you little prick" Wade yelled in Randy's ear and slapped the hands away as he continued to pull his hair. Tears were running down Randy’s face as he put his hands behind his back.

“Call me Master, Randy”

“Master sir” whispered Randy

"Close your eyes, Randy" Wade said. "Until you learn to obey, you don't even deserve to look at me. Now beg me for your punishment. Tell me you’re sorry for not listening.”

"Please sir, I'm sorry sir. Please forgive me for not listening" Randy said as tears continued streaming down his face from the pain. Wade continued to pull Randy’s hair painfully as he gave him a hard, open handed slap across the face. Randy was rocked back, and would have been knocked over except for Wade’s hold on his hair. Randy whimpered, but did not cry out.

"Thank me for correcting you Randy” Wade ordered.

Randy was shocked and his cheek was turning red where Wade slapped him, and tears were streaming down his face. "Thank you sir for correcting me” he sobbed.

“Kiss my hand and call me master.” Wade said as he pushed his hand in Randy’s face.

“Yes Master” Randy said as he kissed Wade's hand several times.
Wade let go of Randy’s hair, and then sat down with his back to the wall and pulled his knees up with his feet flat on the carpet. "Okay Randy, you can open your eyes. Now let's see if you can learn how to worship your Master. I want you flat on the floor with your arms behind your back, and I want to feel that mouth on my feet."

Randy did as he was instructed and got busy kissing Wade's feet. It was difficult at first and his neck started to hurt because of the awkward position of trying to hold his head off the floor to kiss the feet. After a moment he found that by getting in close and turning his head sideways he did not have to hold his head so high. He was very careful not to use his tongue but just his lips.

“Let me hear it Randy”, Wade said. “I want to hear those kisses.” Randy immediately started making loud smacking noises as he kissed Wade’s left foot, and then moved to the right one.

After a few minutes of watching the boy struggle Wade spoke. “Okay Randy. I want to feel you licking and sucking your master’s feet. Use lots of saliva and wash those feet with your tongue and that pretty mouth." Wade enjoyed watching as the boy continued to struggle to obey without using his hands. He loved seeing that pretty face worshiping his feet, and was really turned on to see the boy struggle to do it. “The toes baby, the toes, and let me hear those kisses” Wade raised his feet slightly so Randy could get at his toes. Randy slurped and sucked and kissed Wade’s feet nosily, and his cock which was jammed against the floor, stayed hard as a rock.

Randy was incredibly turned on by Wade’s dominating manner, and was beginning to feel that it really was an privilege to be allowed to kiss his feet. This man was so gorgeous and so strong and powerful. Randy wanted this muscle god to control him. He knew that this gorgeous creature deserved whatever he wanted and Randy felt lucky to be allowed to give it to him. Randy was so hot that he was almost ready to cum without even touching himself.

Wade loved to have his muscled body worshipped, but he loved even more slapping boys around and totally dominating them while he forced them to worship. Licking his feet was only part of the picture, but a great part, and Wade was enjoying watching the boy squirming around on the floor. The ultimate however, was having boys begging to worship him while he humiliated them and gave them orders they could not follow so he could punish them. Nothing made his cock harder than slapping good looking boys around while telling them they were worthless and didn’t deserve his attention. Then he would make them beg him to punish them for not satisfying his every need. God, but that made him hot. His cock was sticking out like a flagpole. This boy who was busy licking and worshiping his feet was a real prettyboy and easily the most muscular of all the worshippers he had ever had and Wade intended to really enjoy this. Skinny boys worshiping him were okay as long as they were cute, but watching this muscle boy face down on the floor in front of him was an incredible turn on. He couldn’t wait to put this superboy through his paces.

"Look at me Randy" Wade ordered after he was satisfied that Randy had groveled and humiliated himself enough. Randy strained his neck to look at his Master.

"Did you enjoy that Randy?" Wade asked. “Did you enjoy worshiping your Masters feet?”

"Yes sir" Randy answered.

"Okay baby. Now, get up and take off your clothes” Wade ordered as he stood up. “A slave should be naked before his Master."

Randy stood up and quickly took off his shirt and shorts, and kicked off his shoes. His pulled his underwear down and stood up. Randy had a big one, and right now all eight inches were sticking out like an iron bar.

"Okay, on your knees slave boy" Wade said. Randy got down and looked up at that magnificent body with worshipful eyes.

Wade got on his knees as well and took hold of one of Randy's nipples and began to squeeze it. He continued squeezing it hard and pinched the nipple until Randy began to groan. But Randy kept his hands behind his back.

"Thank your Master, Randy, thank him" Wade instructed as he continued twisting the nipple painfully.

Randy's answer came out as a groan of pain. "Thank you Master…; Ow please…Please Master, it hurts" he pleaded.

“With the pleasure comes the pain, Randy” said Wade. “You want this body you take what I give you”. Wade let go of the nipple which was now bright red and took hold of the other one and started to squeeze it. He put his free hand behind his head showing the armpit of his immense powerful arm.

"Get in there Randy and lick that armpit. Lick all that sweat out of there" Wade ordered. “Show your Master how much you love his body.” Randy immediately did as he was told and started licking the armpit.