He Submits

Chris was very tired after the fight. He now knew how strong Daniel was, and he couldn't beat him as he had thought. Since it was useless to try to fight again with him, Chris thought that the best thing he could do was just accepting he would be his ****. It wasn’t funny anymore. He had many bruises on his body and making any move made him scream in pain. When he was a little bit recovered, he looked at Daniel and tried to talk, but his voice was very low. He now feared talking to him and getting beaten again.

“H-hey Daniel” said Chris shivering. Daniel looked at Chris with an intimidating stare. Chris was afraid of what Daniel could do next.

“Looks like you woke up” said Daniel laughing. Chris could stand up again with effort, and before Daniel could punch him again, Chris fell to his knees and bowed his head in front of Daniel.

“P-please, let me be your s-****”, said Chris, who was starting to cry. He wasn't the Chris who would fight back every time he could. Right now he just had fear in his own house. Daniel degraded Chris to the point he was begging to be his ****, and Daniel was happy about that.

“I thought he could resist more”, thinks Daniel to himself, almost laughing for being disappointed by his new ****.

“I know you will like to be my ****. Just for mercy I will let you be my ****, even if you don’t deserve it. But first, I have to tame you” said Daniel with an evil grin. Chris was just too weak now to refuse anything from his new master.

“Y-yes, master” said Chris, still looking at the ground, he didn’t want to look at Daniel's eyes, not again.

Daniel untied his shoelaces and took off one of his sneakers. He gave it to Chris and placed it on his hands. Chris could see the insole was extremely worn and the smell was something indescribable.

“Bury your nose in my shoe, you will have to get used to my smell from now, dumb ****” said Daniel, looking at Chris.

Chris, without thinking it, shove his nose in the smelly sneaker and took a very long sniff. He kept sniffing the inside of Daniel's shoe for some minutes. His eyes were teary and he was blushed by the thing he was doing. He hated the smell.

Daniel approached Chris, who was shaking in fear. He just stroked Chris' head like a dog and smiled, taking the shoe off of his ****’s face.

“Good boy” said Daniel, sitting on the couch again.

“He learns fast”, thinked Daniel while he reanuded the game and focused on the laptop screen.

On the other hand, Chris was smiling too, he could still smell the stinky scent of Daniel’s shoe, but if he kept doing those things he would not be hurt again by his master, or so he thought.