Matt wants more…

The evening had been long and arduous, filled with humiliation and degradation. However, the pair had somehow grown closer during their shared trials, their bond strengthening with each passing hour.

"Well, boys," Kyle finally addressed them, his voice calm and collected. "Considering the way you've performed tonight, I think it's safe to say that you've earned your stripes."

Kyle approached Matt first, removing his collar and thanking him “you did good tonight Matty, I know this wasn’t what you had in mind tonight when I invited you but you did well, you were a good sport to go along with all that so thanks for playing along and I promise you’re free now, you don’t have to be anyone’s **** again.”

Matt looked at Kyle with a nervous expression, his heart pounding in his chest. "Kyle," he began, his voice shaking slightly. "I know this might sound crazy, but I want to be your ****."

Kyle's eyes widened in surprise, his expression shifting from amusement to disbelief. "What?" he exclaimed, his voice echoing in the caverous room. "Are you serious?"

Matt nodded, his gaze locked on Kyle's astonished face. "I've never felt this way before," he confessed, his voice trembling slightly. "But I can't deny the connection I feel with you. I want to serve you, to please you, to belong to you."

Kyle stared at Matt, his mind reeling with the implications of his confession.

"I don't know what to say," he admitted, his voice quiet and contemplative. "I never expected this."

Matt nodded, his gaze locked on Kyle's troubled face. "I know it seems crazy," he confessed, his voice trembling slightly. "But I can't deny the way that becoming a sissy **** tonight made me feel, I felt like myself for the first time in my whole life. I’ll do whatever it takes, I’ll serve you, worship you, obey your every word, I’ll sign the same contract Logan signed, please can I be your **** Master Kyle?” Matt pleads passionately.

Kyle stares at Matt, his eyes wide with amazement. "I never imagined that someone would willingly choose this path," he says, his voice filled with admiration. "But I won't deny you the opportunity to serve me, just know that once we do this there will be no going back, you’ll be mine just like my **** Logan, you will give up all your freedom and exist purely to serve and please me. Do you understand Matt?”

Kyle said, looking him dead in the eye.

What Kyle was asking of Matt was a huge sacrifice, and he needed to ensure that Matt truly comprehended the gravity of his decision. This was not merely a fleeting desire, but a lifelong commitment to submission and servitude. Matt nodded, his eyes fixated on Kyle's intense gaze. "Yes, Master," he replied, his voice steady and resolute. "I understand."

Kyle regarded Matt with a mixture of awe and appreciation. "Very well then," he proclaimed, his voice carrying a hint of reverence.

"I accept your offer, Matt. And as a symbol of your devotion, you shall wear this makeshift collar as a mark of your servitude until we get home and I can give you a proper one."

Kyle removed a delicate silver chain from his pocket, fastening it around Matt's neck. The cool metal pressed against Matt's skin, a constant reminder of his newfound status.

"Thank you, Master," Matt uttered, his voice hoarse with emotion. "I promise to serve you faithfully, and do everything in my power to please you."

Kyle regarded Matt with a mixture of wonder and respect.

"Welcome to your new life, Matt," he declared, his voice softening with tenderness. "From now on, you will be my most cherished possession."

Matt smiled, his eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Master," he replied, his voice trembling slightly. "I am honoured to serve you."