Leather Skin Biker

There is a nasty shit eating leather pig slave that I have used who I will call “leatherscatpig.” I had an incredibly intense experience with this nasty fuck. It lasted over 16 hours. He served me well, and set a precedent for how I can best humiliate a submissive faggot.

So I had exchanged messages with leatherscatpig online before, even met him once to let him eat my ass prior to the hot 16 hour session I’m about to describe. He’s a nice looking pig, standing about 6 feet tall, with brown hair and brown eyes, obviously of Italian descent. Nice smooth chest and stomach, decent build, fond of chaps, vest, boots. He totally gets BDSM, and he refers to me only as “Sir,” every time, no exceptions. leatherscatpig has the right head, and the right attitude. his submission is among the most complete and gratifying I have ever experienced.

So on the night I was to let leatherscatpig serve me, I had plans to go hear some music with a friend. It turned out that a major snowstorm was approaching that afternoon, and by evening the snow was coming down hard. It was a heavy, wet snow and travel was a bit of a challenge. Once I parked my car near my place in the city, my friend and I took public trans to the show. That lasted several hours, and when it was over, I bid my friend goodnight, put him in a cab, and then I walked to the train. leatherscatpig’s place is accessible by train, so I took the train up there, and trudged through the deep snow. It was still coming down hard and already seemed to be maybe 8 to 10 inches, with no sign of stopping.

Once I arrived at leatherscatpig’s place, which was at about 2:00 a.m., he made me feel right at home immediately. He pulled off my wet size 15 engineer boots, and placed them on a mat. I told him to make sure to have them polished by next morning. next he offered me something to drink. I told him I wanted whiskey straight up. he poured my drink, and offered me a seat. I sat sipping my whiskey, assessing leatherscatpig’s stigh. He has a nice place in a highrise building on the north side of Chicago. It has a western exposure, which isn’t as desirable as an eastern exposure, but I could make do with it. Over the course of the the next 16 hours or so, I would have many opportunities to gaze out across the city of white as the snow storm continued on and on. As I sat sipping my whiskey, leatherscatpig removed my socks and licked my feet. Fuck, he’s such a submissive faggot. I love a sub bitch boy’s tongue on my feet, licking and sucking on my toes. It’s the kind of respect I enjoy and am entitled to. But that was just the beginning of that little pig’s submission. There was more to come—much, much more.

To be continued.

This entry was posted on Friday, April 4th, 2008 at 7:06 am and is filed under Dehumanization, Dominance, Humiliation, Leather, Master/slave, Power Imbalance, Scat, Submission.