He falls deeper into submission...

Blushing, Bryce hands over the lube before standing in front of his new master and removing his black silk dressing gown, revealing him to be naked underneath. Bryce blushed even deeper as he took in the sight of Pleasure's tight, lean body, no fat seemingly at all on his physique, his washboard abs leading down to his stiff, bobbing cock.

Bryce let out a low moan as he took in the chiselled supervillain's magnificent body. Bryce wisely kept his eyes lowered, not wanting to disrespect the man who had dominated him like no other. Pleasure reached over to a table and picked up a collar.

"****, bow your head..."

Bryce kept his head facing down as he awaited his next instructions.

"Kneel before me..."

Bryce immediately complied, dropping to both knees and keeping his head down, submission coming easily to him in part due to his fantasies, but also due to being **** in the showers at school. Bryce had always had submissive tendencies but had never had the chance to act on them. Pleasure stood before the prone Bryce and affixed the collar to his ****.

"This collar has a camouflage field that means that only you or I will ever know it's there, now prove your submission to me... Kiss my feet!"

Bryce crawled over to his master and lovingly kissed, stroked and sucked on Pleasure's feet for a good few minutes before Pleasure called a halt to proceedings. Lifting Bryce's chin up, Pleasure looked down into his ****'s eyes and told him to start sucking his cock. Internally Bryce was ecstatic, he was about to get what he had secretly wanted ever since that night in the shower.

Without using his hands, Bryce took Pleasure's rapidly hardening cock into his mouth, lavishing love and attention to Pleasure's mighty meat stick. Pleasure groaned partly in ecstasy and partly because he remembered that Bryce was a novice at this. Soon, though, Pleasure pulled Bryce off of his cock and ordered his new **** to turn around and remain on his hands and knees.