The Older Neighbor Pt. 05

Daniel was shaking as he prepared John's sandwich. His legs felt weak, and his naked body was cold. His chest was covered with fluid, and more fluid oozed out of his butt. He made sure to prepare the best meal for John, carefully placing the right amount of cheese above the ham, and making pineapple juice with ice.
"Thanks, Danny," said John, when Daniel walked into the living room. The man sat comfortably on the couch; his thick, long legs spread wide, and his succulent, hairy torso glistening with sweat. "Take a shower and go to your basement."
The warm water flowed over his used body, washing away some of the shame and relaxing his muscles. His smooth skin felt delicate and sensitive, and he could see red marks in certain areas, especially over his spanked butt cheeks. His nipples were hard and he shivered when he touched them with soap.
He walked down the narrow stairs to the basement, and was surprised by a warm light and an old bed, surrounded by old house items and large boxes filled with construction tools. It was almost cozy.
"Get comfortable in your new room, puppy," said John, walking down the stairs all of a sudden. He carried a white pillow. "It's not fancy, but the bed is comfortable. A little squeaky, from fucking too hard, I guess. Take fresh sheets and a blanket from my room. This pillow is yours. Here, let me make it good for you," John held the pillow against his flaccid cock and balls and rubbed them all over it.
"What do you say?" asked John, throwing the pillow on the bed.
"Thank you, sir," replied Daniel.
"Tomorrow I expect you to wake up early and prepare our breakfast. And when you come back from work, I want you on all fours in the living room, dog tail on, waiting to be my footstool. And you better offer me something to eat."
"I understand, sir."
"Good boy," John slapped Daniel's face gently. "Well, good night, dummy."
The first night was tough and Daniel didn't sleep well. The bed was comfortable enough, but the room felt too quiet and too dark. He couldn't shake the feeling of being inside a horror movie. At the same time, thinking about John sleeping in his room, all comfortable and well-served, made him feel strangely aroused. He woke up around five, and did exactly what John had told him to do. He served his god properly and eagerly, making sure the man of the house was pleased.
Daniel slowly adapted his mind to John's new demands, and was able to keep his job, and to keep the man happy at the same time. Every day, he would wake up early and prepare the breakfast, and he would sometimes offer John a quick morning blowjob before work. John would leave in his car, and then Daniel would dress up and drive to the office.
When Daniel came back, he would quickly shower and prepare something for John. Then, he was expected to undress and insert the butt plug up his butt, and wait for John in the living room. John would arrive and grab the food and the beer, and use Daniel as a footstool. Then, Daniel would give John a careful foot massage and a long blowjob.
If John was satisfied, he would pat Daniel on the head and say "good pup". If John felt particularly displeased or angry, he would give Daniel a ruthless butt spanking that made Daniel cry and whimper a little, which would only make hd porno John's cock hard and inspire a rough ass fucking.
Then, John would tell Daniel to wag his tail around the house for his entertainment. John would talk about work and his plans for the weekend. He would also talk about his management of Daniel's money, which he used to pay for Daniel's expenses. He controlled all the money, and Daniel had to ask for permission to buy something or to go to a different place other than the office. John had locked Daniel's house, and nobody was allowed to go there.
Daniel would spend the rest of the evenings cooking or cleaning John's house, his clothes and his car. Daniel wasn't allowed to wear any clothes in the man's presence. Only a butt plug.
On weekends, Daniel had to hide in the basement and pretend he didn't exist, as John would receive friends and romantic partners for many hours. Daniel took those moments to rest, or to browse the internet on his laptop, which John had kindly brought from his house. The man wanted Daniel to use the internet for research on how to serve alpha males.
Daniel read many interesting articles and blog posts about servitude. And he noticed that John was different from other dominant men. He noticed that he had never discussed his limits with John, and that they didn't have a safeword. He decided to bring that up, and John wasn't happy.
"We don't need a safeword, Danny. We should always trust each other. I trust you when I allow you to live in my house. If you decide you don't trust me, you are free to leave and never come back."
Daniel felt a little offended, but John's answer seemed to make sense. Daniel wasn't really sure of anything at that point. He would focus on serving and worshiping endlessly, and his brain was slowly adapting to that new lifestyle.
Four weeks of full servitude went by, and then something unexpected happened.
The wind blew across the sky of a cold afternoon, and Daniel arrived from work, took a long shower and gave himself a careful enema. He felt indolent, and forgot to make John's dinner. He got on all fours in the living room, soft and naked, patiently waiting as his tail wagged in the air.
John walked through the front door with loud thumps and Daniel heard the man take a deep breath and walk toward him. He saw that John looked angry, in his dark denim pants and brown boots, and gray shirt.
"Good evening, sir," said Daniel, meekly. "How was your day?"
John didn't answer. The man simply put his heavy legs over Daniel's back and relaxed on the sofa for a few minutes. He reached for his beer and took a big sip, and then burped loudly.
"Today was shit. We lost one of our clients, because of some idiot's mistake."
"I'm sorry, sir," replied Daniel.
John looked around and seemed to notice something.
"What you should be sorry for is the fact that my dinner isn't ready."
Daniel froze all of a sudden. He had completely forgotten to make dinner, probably because he took too long to shower.
"I'm so sorry, sir. I f-forgot," he stuttered.
A loud smack reverberated in the room. Daniel felt John's heavy palm burn his left ass cheek. He screamed in shock. Then, another heavy smack hit his right cheek, turning his japon porno ass instantly red.
"How many idiots do I have to deal with, today?" said John, with frustration in his deep voice. "What happened, Daniel?"
"I don't know, sir. I'm stupid," replied Daniel, sincerely.
"Yes, I know that already," mocked John, "but I didn't know you were lazy."
"I apologize. Please, allow me to make your dinner," begged Daniel, afraid of being hit again.
"And how am I gonna rest my legs? Who's gonna give me a foot massage? You've fucked up, bitch boy," John slapped him harder. "Get on my lap. Now. It's a perfect day for some butt spanking."
Daniel knew there was no point in begging for mercy. When John wanted to spank him, he had to swallow his pride and take it like a good boy. He quickly lay over John's warm thighs and lifted his butt submissively. He felt John's frustration all over his tense body and his serious expression, and he knew that John would take it out on his butt.
"Where's my fucking dinner, bitch?!" shouted John, applying heavy blows to Daniel's burning ass cheeks. He hit so hard that the sound echoed inside Daniel's ears.
"I'm s-sorry, sir," whimpered Daniel, his eyes starting to water. He saw his dog tail shake from side to side with each slap.
"You are my bitch!" John applied two quick slaps to his butt. "You cook. I eat. What part of that do you not understand?"
Another three heavy smacks left Daniel sobbing. His ass hurt a lot, and he felt scared and powerless, while being held down by John's strong arm. Blow after blow, the man was ruthless.
"Take - this - you - fucking - bitch," shouted John, clapping Daniel's poor ass cheeks with every word. Daniel felt hopeless and owned, and something broke inside of him. "This - is - what - you - get - for - being - a - silly - fag," the man continued, applying another ten brutal smacks to Daniel's abused butt.
Daniel's tail wagged back and forth stupidly, in the middle of the action. His pucker twitched around the butt plug, out of fear. Smack, smack, smack. John's heavy blows and angry grunts, along with Daniel's whimpers, formed a spanking symphony in the room.
The man spread his thick legs wide and kept on spanking. Taking his anger on Daniel seemed to slowly relax him. Daniel noticed it and whimpered loudly with every smack, to massage his ego.
"Why don't you run away, huh?" asked John, between heavy blows. "Are you enjoying this?"
"No, sir," Daniel cried, sincerely.
"Then why don't you get up and run away?" provoked John.
"P-please..." Daniel begged for mercy.
John grabbed Daniel's hair and pulled him toward his bearded face.
"You're not a man," said John, in Daniel's ear.
At that point, Daniel felt extreme humiliation, and he asked himself if that was true. What would a real man do in this situation? More tears ran down his face, and John laughed at him mercilessly.
"I'm going to fuck you hard," announced John, with an evil grin.
"P-please, don't, s-sir. I'm hurt."
"Fuck, you're hurt? That makes my prick even harder. Here, let me show you," John rolled Daniel off his lap with force, throwing him like a rag doll.
Daniel's face smacked against the floor, making him see lezbiyen porno stars, and his knees still sustained his ass up in the air, but the shock made his pucker twitch and the butt plug came out with a loud "pop". John laughed at the ridiculous scene, and then released his fat schlong and waved it at Daniel.
"Time for some hole wrecking."
John crouched behind Daniel's back and shoved his long sausage all the way up. Daniel screamed in shock, although he didn't feel much. His head was spinning from the fall and he continued to see stars. His face felt very warm and his nose hurt. He wondered if it was broken.
John didn't seem to care at all. He plowed Daniel's ass hard for his own sick pleasure, balls deep against Daniel's taint. His manly, large frame towering over Daniel's soft shapes.
Daniel laid his face on the ground, defeated and broken, and just took the pounding, waiting for it to end. He suddenly felt a strange urge and noticed he was ejaculating. His hole twitched uncontrollably around John's fat girth.
"Fuck yeah! Make my dick feel good," shouted John.
John grabbed Daniel's waist with both hands and intensified the anal invasion, performing long, steady strokes with his battering ram, showing Daniel's hole who's boss. The velocity increased minute by minute, creating powerful sounds of fucking.
"Take a real man's cock up your butt. Come on, bitch. Sing for me!"
Daniel whimpered pathetically. The man came hard and loud, grunting like an animal, as Daniel moaned in relief. His glistening wet cock slid out of Daniel's destroyed hole with a vulgar sound, and he sat on the ground, breathing heavily and staring at Daniel.
"Are you okay?" asked John.
"My face hurts," replied Daniel.
"Daniel, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."
Daniel started to cry. He felt an urgent need to stand up and run away, but he realized he was afraid of what John could do to him.
"Let me see your face," said John, grabbing Daniel's torso and forcing him to sit on the couch.
John inspected Daniel's face for a few minutes, and then the rest of his body, carefully checking for bruises. Daniel felt like a boy again. John rubbed his shoulders and his neck for a while, enveloping him in his masculine heat, and saying that everything was okay.
"Go take a shower," ordered John.
Daniel obeyed, not knowing what else to do. He tried to think of ways to leave the house without being noticed - he would need to carry a towel around his waist. But when he left the bathroom and walked into the living room, John offered him clothes, his house keys and his debit card.
"I brought these for you. You have to go," said John, with a gloomy voice.
"Why?" asked Daniel, apathetic.
"We have to end this, before it gets worse."
"You don't want me here anymore?"
"No. Do you want to stay?"
"I want to go."
"Then go."
Many days went by, and Daniel didn't see John again. Daniel decided that the pleasure he felt with John wasn't more important than his mental health. He felt empty for a long time, but things slowly started to get better. One day, he opened the door and saw a letter.
"Dear Daniel, I want to apologize for the things I did to you. I'm a mature man, and I feel ashamed of my behavior. I took advantage of your attraction to me, because it gave me pleasure and a sense of power, something I was missing in my life. You are a good man and I wish you a happy life. John."
A week later, John moved to a different neighborhood, far away.